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thekissofaphrodite · 3 months

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Can you do a smut part 2 for “Waterloo” where clarisse gets really jealous and tells reader that if she breaks up with her boyfriend she will ✨reward✨ reader so reader breaks up with her boyfriend after some contemplating. When clarisse found out that reader actually broke up with him she drags reader somewhere and smut pursues.

THIS IS EXACTLY HOW I IMAGINED IT??!??! HOLYSHII

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Clarisse La Rue X Daughter of Aphrodite!Reader

PART 2 OF WATERLOO

Summary: After the incident in the bathrooms, Clarisse decided she had enough of your pathetic excuse of a boyfriend.

Warnings: (Light) SMUT. Cursing and cheating, misogynists (Remind me if i missed one!)

Author's note: THIS TOOK KINDA LONG SINCE THIS IS A COLLABORATION WITH MY BESTFRIEND, I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS! (i added a little twist in the end)

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It was another painful day with your boyfriend, Keith. Camp Half-Blood was still in its normal route, Daily Practices, Bonfire singalongs, Games, But there's someone who you can't stop thinking about.

Clarisse

Her chapped lips moving in sync with your soft ones while your lipstick smudged. It was all tempting.

But now here you are, With you boyfriend's gang, trying not to cringe every time they made a bad joke, You could only stare at Clarisse from afar, while she trained with her siblings, Yelling at them at the same time.

I love charlie, But you aren't mine.

"How 'bout you, Y/n? why're you here? shouldn't you supposed to be in tea parties making friendship bracelets and painting your nails?" Asked logan, One of Keith's friends. Then, all of them started laughing, You looked at your boyfriend, trying to spot any signs of empathy, But he, himself laughed along with his friends.

That bitch.

Then you snapped.

"The only thing that you should be doing right now is to keep that pretty little mouth shut" They walked towards you, Your boyfriend, Keith had the same look they had, Rage. You wondered for a second, Why was he looking at you like that? Why was he siding with the people who wronged you?

"How about you? Logan? Shouldn't you be keeping an eye on your Godly parent since you haven't been claimed yet?" You raised a brow at him while looking stern, "I'm certain any God would be embarrassed to have you as their son. Hence being unclaimed for almost two years straight" Your lips curled into a small smirk as you watched his eyes widened in fury.

The gang then stood up and looked at you, eyes fuming with anger as if it could eat you alive. You never meant it, You even felt sorry for the poor boy, But you couldn't help it, They were like this every time you were with them, Is it so bad to stand up for yourself?

You stepped back, carefully analyzing their faces, keeping an eye for any upcoming blows or attacks, As they slowly walked towards you, You bumped into someone.

She held her head high, towering over you even though you were only two inch shorter than her. Seeing Clarisse, you felt relief wash over you, internally sighing, You let your guard down a bit, but not entirely.

Shit. You thought. Your mind panicked thinking that you got cornered by them and on instinct you immediately thought of using your charm speak, trying to find an escape route. Yet determined to fight against them you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the amount of people you're about to fight.

As you were trying to find the right words to use against them, You felt a strong body behind you, you quickly turned around and saw none other than Clarisse La Rue. Her usual intimidating demeanour still plastered on her face as she glared at the group of boys.

"Is anything the matter?" She asked, Her eyes darting from you to the group of boys.

"None of your damn business, La Rue. Let us do our thing" One of the boys, Yuan, said.

" By 'thing' you mean terrorizing MY 'friend' her to death?" Hearing those words you refrain to sneak a glance at Clarisse, As if she didn't just fucked you inside the camp bathroom days ago.

Someone scoffed, It was Keith. Looking at Clarisse with a judgeful look.

"She's MY girlfriend, La Rue. Therefore my property." He said with a boastful look. "Who are you to stick your nose around our business? You're just an outsider in this.. —" Registering Clarisse's words, he sent a scowling look towards you, Forgetting the current situation he turned around to face you fully. "L/n." There was it again. The use of your surname and that warning tone he uses whenever you two argue.

You loathed moments like this. Every argument you had with him you always felt belittled while trying to fight for your rights, but it always ends up with Keith shifting the blame to you every.single.damn.time. "What? Levine." You answered firmly, But this time, You aren't backing down this war of words.

Your expression changed, Your eyes says it all, But you kept your head high. When Clarisse was about to defend you, you quickly stretched out your arm to refrain her from doing anything rash. "You've got the nerve to say that when YOU'RE the one who's following them around, doing EVERY SINGLE THING that they asked for!"

Keith then sneered at you, He was never used to you talking back, But here you are, standing proudly, ready to defend yourself. But of course, he bites back. "Friends? really? Impossible, You know your mother and her father had relations, Long story short, Fucking. Plus, look at La Rue, Compared to her, You're just an attention seeking lapdog"

At that moment, Clarisse was ready to pierce her spear into your shitty boyfriend's head, Thinking about it.. the sight of him with his head pierced pooling with blood made her quite satisfied.

Keith's expression changed, He knew what was gonna happened, That's why he stepped up and approached you, Trying to hold your hand.

"I'm sorry baby" He whispered,as he got a hold of your hands. "You know I didn't mean to insult you like that, I love you Y/n, you know that right baby? I love you so much Y/n". Clarisse raised her dark brows, Looking at you, waiting for your response.

"Okay...I forgive you.." You whispered, Your breathing became normal and you didn't know why, You didn't know why you always give in his sugar coated lies but you couldn't refuse his touch and those doe eyes of his. You could've easily be more mad at him but you knew better than adding fuel to the fire when a lot of people are watching.

Not long after hearing your response, Keith then smiled 'sweetly' as he hugged you. Pressing his nose against your soft hair as he inhaled your sweet scent.

Clarisse's POV

Clarisse stood there awkwardly, Watching you with careful eyes wondering, Why the fuck you forgave him and why the the fuck were you still willing to be with that sick bastard.

I clutched my spear in hand, whilst watching Y/n from afar, Already with her pathetic excuse of a boyfriend. It had been a week since that incident in the mess hall happened, I wondered why she would submit easily to his will, Just a simple apology wouldn't make the cut.

Then, I saw her kiss her boyfriend's lips before getting up, the sight of keith's lips touching her was enough to make me gag. I wanted to talk to you, shooting one last glance at my half siblings, I slipped away and followed Y/n.

Y/n was heading towards the Amphitheatre, I suppose she was there to meet her friends, But before she could even reach the steps, I pulled her aside near the armory, When her back hit the wall, I slammed the door shut and opened the small light switch.

She was about to scream, But as soon as the light illuminated the room and revealed me, She closed her mouth and sighed.

"Clarisse..What—" Before she could even answer i cupped her cheeks and looked into her eyes, Her brows furrowed, Her eyes darting to my eyes and lips.

Then, I kissed her, Not because of passion, Because i was mad at her, Because she was still with the boy either of us hated, Mad at her for kissing him every stupid arguments when she was supposed to be mine. I kissed her hoping that this is the final time I get to kiss her in the shadows. "Break up with him." I said to her in a whisper as I pulled away from the kiss, her eyes widened in shock, lips quivering nervously or was it excitement?

I waited eagerly for her response, Imagining all of the things we could do together without her boyfriend sticking his nose into our business, wanting her back while she's still in my arms. My trance was broken when I saw her face deplete in a disagreeing expression, I immediately pecked her lips before whispering in her ear. "Because if you do, I might just give you a special reward in return"

I winked at her, My arms still gripping her waist, "What kind of reward?" She asked, Her eyes beaming with hope. I then caressed her cheeks "You'll have to find out"

That sentence made her think for a moment, I watched her carefully, Praying to the Gods that she will agree, So that I can finally hold her hand and kiss her right in front of everyone. Loudly and Proudly.

After a moment, I was rewarded with the sight of her nodding in agreement, "Yeah, I'll do it" I smiled, so widely that my cheeks hurt, But I couldn't care less, She also smiled, Making my heart melt as i felt her lips touch mine.

It was now the next day, the day after that talk you had with Clarisse in the armor room and the day you'll finally dump your shitty ass boyfriend. Making you way through out the camp you walk towards cabin 9, opening the door you welcomed yourself into your boyfriend's- well soon to be ex boyfriend's cabin. As you were about to call out his name you heard a noise, "What if someone sees us, Honey?" You heard a female voice say — It was between a moan and a gasp.

You walk into the room more careful not to disturb their "love making", you cleared your throat. "Excuse me?" you said in an uninterested tone, you watch the two quickly pull away from each other, Keith even pushed the girl away, making her yelp as her body hit the cold ground.

You peaked through the small corner that seperated you and— well, Keith and and his lover. The girl that Keith was kissing sat on top of the counter you onced sat, Her hands roaming around your soon to be ex's body, Followed by his groan. "Then let them see my love, let them see how much we love each other" Keith said to his lover while letting out a small breathy chuckle.

At first you wanted to back down from all of this and break down in your cabin but then you remembered Clarisse's words.. 'Break up with him. Because if you do, I might just give you a special reward in return'. That's when you realize you're not going to lose anything except a little bit of face and reputation,but you'll be free from your shitty boyfriend's manipulation, you'll be free from the toxicity of this relationship, you'll finally be with Clarisse.

"What was that for?!" She yelled, her hair disheveled, But keith ignored her, Stuttering and trying to find right words to explain what you just walked into.

"Sweethea-"

Before he could even explain, You slapped him, Fast and Sharp, He tumbled lightly, But thanks to his muscular body, he managed to keep his balance. Keith clenched his jaw.

"Save it, Keith. I don't wanna hear excuses coming from your mouth that once touched mine! You're disgusting"

You glared at the girl, ready to attack her, but your instinct stopped you, You looked at them with red eyes one last time before leaving. You didn't care if they started kissing again, You didn't care if they talked shit about you, All you cared about is that you're free.

After storming out of the hephaestus cabin, Your first thought was Clarisse, There was no more plotting on how to conduct your affair without him seeing, for the Gods see everything.

You then ran around camp, trying to spot your lover for you had missed her so dearly, craving her touch every second that passes by.

Then, You noticed every camper huddled into small groups, heading towards the camp fire, the ares cabin slowly emptying itself, But Clarisse was nowhere to be found, You felt disappointed but there was a little hope inside you, That's why you walked towards her cabin, You could've sworn you saw her silhouette, Peaking, You saw her sitting on the edge of her bed.

She looked- Nervous...? But her face changed when she saw you, The Ares girl stood up and ran towards you.

"Well?" She asked breathily, Waiting for the response that can change your lives.

"We're over, Him and I" Clarisse felt like a big heavy boulder has been lifted up her shoulders, She then proceeded to cup your cheeks, Her eyes glistening with love.

"Good, He doesn't deserve you" She whispered before kissing you, Pushing you into her bed, You groaned and ran your fingers through her messy curls as she bit your lower lip. You let out a small moan before feeling her palms going in your inner thighs, She pushed you, until you felt your legs touch her bed, She laid you down, straddling you. Clarisse pulled away, taking the matters into her own hands, she undressed you herself, revealing your red bra, It lifted your breasts, That made her smile, watching it rise up and down.

You then tugged on her shirt, Desperate to see her, Clarisse smiled and undressed herself, Her bra was a black one, with laces, But it didn't held your breasts up, It seems like her bra was merely a decoration.

It all then happened so fast, Clarisse's sweaty body pressed against yours as you two moaned, Legs intertwined, moaning each other's names. Her peppering your neck with hickeys mercilessly while her legs rubbed between your thighs creating unimaginable frictions, Her fingers inside you, Curling themselves. Clarisse watched you carefully, gasping and moaning gripping her sheets for dear life, She didn't care if her fresh sheets were stained, as long as it came from you.

Clarisse pressed her lips against your red ones, Gripping the back of neck, pressing you closer to her, she whispered "He doesn't love you like I do, Honey.." She then proceeded to kiss you, trailing her lips down to your breasts.

You two were so lost in eachother you didn't even noticed it, An invisible golden net dropped down the ceiling, You screamed as Clarisse fought against the net, But it was so strong and thin, No matter how hard Clarisse looked, She couldn't even see it. You and Clarisse both thrashed and fought against the metal, Until a shadow emerged from the doorway.

Keith.

He looked quite broken, seeing the scene before him, his face said it all, He had not want to believe it, and it hurt him...To the core.

For a second, Clarisse almost felt sorry for the wrench...Almost. But then his face hardened and he burst into a fury. He cursed obscenities to you, And then called out into everyone to see the shameful scene. And in their hoards, they came running. Clarisse turned to you and shielded you as best she can from their prying eyes. Courses of laughter ran out around us and The Hephaestus Boy looked satisfied.

He called out mocking words, and threatening to keep you and Clarisse naked and trapped for all eternity as a punishment.

But Clarisse held her head high and spoke;

"If i had a choice, There is no place i'd rather be...Trapped with the love of my life? What a punishment indeed..." Clarisse mocked him, Then all of the Demigods started laughing...But this time, at the little fool, Keith. And he shrunk in on himself, he turned red in embarrassment.

No one knew that you and keith had broken up, That's why you and clarisse were the hot gossip.

The Hephaestus boy stormed out, as the fit of laughter became louder, dragging with him the net that had trapped you two, But Clarisse couldn't care less, She demanded the door to be shut and be alone with you, so the campers did left.

As Selene crossed the skies with her silver chariot, You laid with Clarisse and dozed of, Still bare from the activities you guys had done.

And when Helios crossed the skies in the morning, Clarisse wrapped her arms around you and inhaled your scent, Knowing that you're hers...Loudly and Proudly.

A/N: HOLYSHI THIS TOOK SO LONG. I ADDED A LITTLE TWIST SINCE I WANNA MAKE THE 'The history book on the shelf, is always repeating itself' ACCURATE! WHATCHA THINK ABOUT IT? SORRY THIS TOOK LONG! <33 I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS!

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#xy/n #clarisse la rue x reader #clarrise pjo #clarisse la rue #percy jackon and the olympians #dior goodjohn #pjo tv show #waterloo

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imaginesforeons · 4 months

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Hii since requests are open May I ask if you could write something for yan! Nanami with very scared reader who's just straight up terrified of him and the situation they're in they always hide when they hear him come home shake and shiver whenever he touches then and even vomit from all that stress and fear? If no that's completely okay and feel free to ignore this, thanks a bunch and have a great night/day I love your writing!<33

Sure!! I wrote this, hope it's ok! Also, I will get to the other requests as well, but I had eye surgery a few days ago so it's slow-going. Don't worry though, no-one will be forgotten.

Yandere!Nanami x TouchAvoidant!Reader

~Nanami comes home. You aren't happy~

CW: Past kidnapping. Yandere Nanami. Forced contact but nothing NSFW.

WC: 934

REQS are open. At the top of my page you can see who/what I write for. The more specific your requests the better! :)

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The room that he put you in when he had to leave could only be described as scared to impose. Soft cream walls stared at you from every angle, and an impossibly plush carpet rested beneath your socked feet. Baby blues and minty greens made up the few colors, and they were things like pillows and blankets all of impossible quality. Minky couture and goose down pillows had become your new normal, strewn across the ground and whatever sparse furniture there was, yet nothing else decorated the space. There were no lamps, no paintings, no furniture that wasn’t carefully and thoroughly bolted down; nothing could be used as a weapon. Even the window was welded shut, made of polycarbonate that was impossible to break. You would know, as you’d tried multiple times.

It was a room carefully constructed, a room not meant to impose on the delicate sensibilities of the one in it. It held the same air as a therapist’s office. Or a padded cell.

You shifted, sinking deeper into your chair. Idly you thumbed through your book, but nothing in it caught your interest. You had finished reading it hours ago, but you were too shy to ask him for another, and instead simply left your finished reads on his table to show that you were done. The light shining through your window was turning a burnished gold. It was getting late, which meant soon he would be home. You felt a churning in your stomach at the thought, and gripped your book tighter in your hands, listening to the pages crinkle.

You jumped when you heard the rumble of a car’s engine pull into the drive, then the damning sound of a door opening and closing. Forgotten, the book fell from your hands, hitting the floor. You grabbed a pillow, soft and fluffy, and held it to your chest, trying to create some sort of barrier between you and what was coming.

All too soon, he was there. From across the room you locked eyes, yet before you could say anything he started moving towards you. Your muscles jumped, and it took all you had not to run. It wouldn’t work, you’d already tried.

“How was your day?” Nanami asked as he loosened his tie.

“Fine,” you murmured, casting your eyes down and staring at his feet. When a hand touched your shoulder, you winced, jerking back into the chair as if you tried hard enough you’d bury yourself into it and disappear.

Above you, Nanami sighed. Slowly, he knelt before you, placing himself between your legs and staring up at you in a way that made your skin itch. A large hand wrapped around your calf, unyielding. It didn’t hurt, but you knew it would be impossible to break out of his hold.

“We’ve talked about this,” he murmured. A calloused thumb stroked over the skin of your leg.

You shifted restlessly. “I know.” When his other hand wrapped around your calf, it took all you had not to scream. To anyone else it probably would have felt nice, witht the way he had started to massage it, but it was all you could do to hold in a scream. Instead you brought your legs in, folding them criss-cross beneath your body.

“Most people would love a massage after a long day,” Nanami said.

“Most people aren’t kidnappers,” you snapped back.

Nanami hummed. “I suppose our circumstances are unique.” And then he ran his knuckles across your cheek.

Your skin went electric and you flinched, flailing and trying to jump from the chair. Before you could touch the carpet, a strong pair of arms wrapped around your waist. You froze, and your expression could have been enough to bring any onlookers to tears. The arms shifted, lifting you, squeezing you to his chest.

“Please, Nanami,” you whispered. “Please let me go.”

“Shh,” the man murmured, pressing a kiss against your brow. To you, it felt like a brand.

“Let me go,” you pleaded.

You started to struggle, and though you knew it was a fruitless action, there was nothing left for you to do. Twisting, you writhed in his arms like a snake, but it only made things worse. He held you closer to him, enough that you could feel it when he breathed, and when your shirt rode up your torso from struggling, his large, calloused hand found its way to your naked skin, fingers trailing across it. He made his way to the bed, sitting on its edge with you still in his hold.

“Stop it!” you shouted, pounding your fists against his chest. “I said stop!”

“Listen to me,” Nanami said. He was raising his voice, not out of anger, but in an effort to make himself heard. He wrapped one arm around your torso, holding your arms down, while the other went to your face, turning you to look in his eyes. “Listen to me, dear. The only reason I do this is out of my love for you. Can’t you see that?”

“This isn’t love,” you snarled, angry tears building in your eyes. “You’re delusional!”

“Shh,” Nanami crooned. He pressed his lips to your temple. “I know you don’t like it, but we’re going to stay here until you calm down. One day you’ll understand.”

You kicked uselessly at him, but it only made Nanami hook a leg over yours, pinning you. You sniffled, and felt the first tears coursing down your face. Nanami only held you closer, and started rocking back and forth, a motion that would have been soothing in any other context.

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bones-of-a-rabbit · 3 months

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the babbit masterpost

HELLO welcome to the Babbit's Blog masterpost!!! On this post you'll find some fun facts about yours allegedly (me <33), some ref's for my different 'sona's, and a couple links to my fics and whatnot! Are you ready? No?? Excellent neither am i let's do this

Meet the Babbits!: the self-inserts/personas

the first ref is for my general/most commonly used persona, Babbit! They aren't really an anthro/furry as much as they are a humanoid with the head of a rabbit. I like to think of this one as the 'me' that's in my head- the purest form of my thoughts and feelings, but not the solid real-life me. The second ref is my self-insert persona, Rabbit, the one i picture using most often when i'm reading a fic or imagining a self-insert scenario lol. This one is like the me that people see and meet and speak to in real actual life, if that makes sense. It's the way I come across to people and all of the things I wish I could iron out of my crumpled up real-self <3 The third is a much more specific 'sona, Hazel, who started off as a FNaF:SB animatronic self-insert. She does have a backstory and lore now, which i think makes her more of an OC than a self-insert, but a lot of her is still me and a lot of what she experiences in her backstory is from my life/instills the same feelings that were taken away from things that happened to me, so I think she kinda counts enough to put a ref for her here sdkjfsdhfj (Why the different names?: makes things a little easier, and they hold meaning to me symbolically, I guess!)

Content!: Here's a short list of my various fics that will get updated as I create more! (it was, in reality, not fine.): FNaF Sun/Moon x Reader fanfic, gender neutral, for general audiences, fluff-fest, idiots to lovers "You're the new tech/repairman at the Fazbear Mega Pizzaplex, unfortunately. Your first task? To make the Daycare Attendant into two separate animatronics. It's an amazing opportunity, really, and there is nothing you love more than getting a chance to really work with such tech! The only bad part is that you don't know how to tell anyone that you just might be in over your head. (You are extremely in over your head.)" After Everything Was Fixed (but you were still broken): AU FNaF Sun/Moon x (Animatronic) Reader, gender neutral, read with caution, angst, harm to sentient robots, traumatized main character, hurt/comfort slow burn, romance slow burn "The virus was gone. Everyone was fixed. You had been put back together. It's a time for a new beginning, to do things right this time, to wash away the past and paint a better future. Their memories of the infection had- mercifully- been taken away from them. Yours had not. He doesn't understand why you try to avoid him. Even if you could tell him, you're not sure you would. You want to be his friend, but it's difficult; every time you see him, you remember the hundreds of times he killed you." A fic where you are a repairman-themed STAFFbot, taking place post-virus. In the past, Moon, infected by the virus, took delight in attacking and dismantling the reader during the night. Now, in the present, you find yourself burdened by the memories of the past while everyone around you has no recollection of the events. It gets more complicated as Sun and Moon, both now cleared of the virus, grow curious of you. This fic will follow a series of arcs, presently on arc one. For anyone curious, feel free to send an ask about the arcs in 'After Everything Was Fixed'! The Sun, the Moon, and the Blazing Comet (title subject to change): AU FNaF Sun/Moon/Eclipse x Reader, gender neutral, teen and up audiences, travel/journey, betrayal, hurt/comfort slowburn, reconciling, themes of breaking the mold, found family (TBA) Hold My Broken Hands (title subject to change): AU FNaF Sun/Moon x Reader, gender neutral, mature audiences, dark romance, dark comedy, severe bodily harm, mutilation, murder, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, lovesick (TBA)

My AU's!: i'm going to make a Babbit-AUs-Masterpost and then put the link here i swear, i just have so many im sorry jdfhsjdfhs (like more than twenty)

Fandoms!: I enjoy, have been in, made or make content for: Pokemon Undertale FNaF Creepypasta (YEAH I KNOW LET ME LIVE OKAY) My Little Pony (I KNOW OKAY LEAVE ME ALONE) Steven Universe Star Trek Warrior Cats i'm sure theres more but i just forgot everything i have ever liked wheeeeeze

Whomst the hell?: HI I'm Rabbit! Or Bones! Or Babbit! Or Avarice/Ava, if you want to go for a more legitimate-sounding name. I'm 24 years old, prefer to use they/them pronouns, and so, so incredibly ace. I've been drawing as long as I've had the ability to hold a pen, writing since I was in grade school, and being a plague to the ones around me since the beginning of time! If you've seen my art, its probably from the absolute mountain of fluffy-wuffy love-dovey (y/n) x Sundrop/Moondrop/Eclipse doodles I've been sharing for several years now sdfjhsdj. If you've heard of my fics, it was probably the one I made just for fun that's now turned into an actual fanfiction that I enjoy writing, the silly-lovey-fluff incarnate (it was, in reality, not fine.) !

Likes n Dislikes!: I'm a sucker for sap, fluff, and lots and lots of love-dovey bullshit! I also like stories about finding oneself and monsters being befriended or loved. I like space, aliens, robots, the odd and strange, injecting humanity into things not human, monsters, creatures, animals, the fae, concepts of spirits and karma and the afterlife, and more! I dislike 'fanservice', most anime tbh LOL it's not personal I just don't enjoy it im srry, FLY BABIES i know they have an actual name but i hate that word too pls just dont i will scream, sexually aggressive/forceful content/characters, being made to feel small, dumb, or trapped,

Other!: I have a pretty high gross-out tolerance! I also have a pretty high 'wow that's messed up huh' tolerance, in that sometimes I will just say stuff that's super grim or dark or messed up and not realize it lmao. I am full of random facts and anecdotes, especially weird or gross ones! sometimes i get on tangents that can go for actual hours so pls forgive that lol

WARNINGS: THIS BLOG MAY FEATURE CONTENT BASED ON/RELATED TO THEMES OF GUILT, CHILDHOOD LOSS, GRIEF, SELF HATRED, DISCONNECTION FROM REALITY/SELF, TRAUMA, AND SEVERE DEPRESSION/ANXIETY. YES I AM GETTING HELP. YES I AM OKAY. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE AND UNDERSTANDING.

bonus persona: crybaby

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dumbificat · 2 months

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Happy Birthday, Kai !!

☆ - cyno + albedo + zhongli + heizou + tighnari + raiden + shenhe + jing yuan + blade + kafka fluff | wc: 1.8k ♡ - no warnings | gn reader (intended for kai) ♪ - note:: HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAI !! im sorry this was posted late ,, i hope you had the amazing day you deserve, beby <33 ★ - taglist -> @thexianzhoujade @ryuryuryuyurboat @dailypenpen @thestarswhisper

CYNO, as i’m sure you know, is a busy man. for that reason, it took many weeks, if not months, to plan out your birthday. he needed it to be perfect after all. so on the morning of march 6th, you awake to an empty bed. rightfully upset, you wander into the main room where you find cyno, a delicious brunch on the table and tcg cards ready to go. your face breaks out into a smile. you knew he wouldn’t let you down. it was early afternoon by the time the brunch and games were finished, though the day was far from over. he takes you out, a lovely stroll through the streets of sumeru. you were headed on up to pardis dhyai, though cyno refused to disclose any details. along the way, he bought you some small trinkets from stalls in the zubayr theatre. you stopped to watch nilou’s dance, which ended in a happy birthday sung to you. finally arriving at your destination you were amazed to find a huge feast, piles of gifts and your close friends waiting. it seems this would be one of your best birthdays yet, topped only by future celebrations planned by the same man.

ALBEDO will have a portrait of you as a gift painted by himself. you look as elegant as ever, holding a bouquets of your favourite flowers as the sun casts a golden glow on you as it sets. when he hands you the painting, you can tell how much effort he put into it - yet he’s apprehensive. all the hours he spent holding that brush and he doesn’t even know if you’ll like it. of course, the tears in your eyes are quick to quell his worries as he embraces you tightly. a small kiss is pressed to your forehead, along with a whispered “happy birthday, my muse.”

ZHONGLI would have quite the experience with birthdays given his age. and of course, being the liyuen archon meant he knew of every desirable spot the region had to offer. the whole day would be planned for accordingly, with meals, walks and resting time accounted for. your day would begin with breakfast in bed, leading onto a walk through the city as you head towards third-round knockout for drinks. with iron tongue tian’s stories floating through the air like a historical melody, you take the time to admire the hustle and bustle of the nearby streets. you’re shocked when the story ends with a “happy birthday!”, zhongli only offering a knowing smile. you then start a short trip down through the harbour, zhongli buying any gifts you want from the stalls before making your way over to wanshu inn. there, you and zhongli have a filling meal with a cake for desert, decorated just for you. moving to your final destination, you see xiao, who offers you a small gift on your way to the roof. there, he hands you a gift, a silver ring with a complementary cor lapis gem sitting in the middle. he slips it onto your finger, then you move to sit in zhongli’s arms as you admire the view of liyue from above. needless to say, you enjoyed every moment of your special day with your special someone.

HEIZOU knows of your bad relationship with your birthday and wants to be the one to change that. he will have spent a lot of his time preparing the perfect day for you, hoping deep down that you’ll enjoy it. with the permission of his superior, and help from his colleagues, he plans a murder mystery, albeit fake, where each clue leads you closer to a surprise party at the end. you played your unsuspecting role perfectly, though you didn’t know it was all an act in the first place. you seemed genuinely upset at the prospect of a murder, and on your birthday no less. that’s where heizou’s intellect comes in. he knew how this could affect you, or anyone really, so he made some of the ‘clues’ outlandish and suspiciously fake. you thankfully caught on, the victim picking your favourite flowers only to be killed with chopsticks stained with your favourite food was… a bit much. regardless, you took the ‘bait’ and solved the murder, being rewarded with a party and gifts from your friends. there wasn’t much more you could have asked for, and it seemed as though your opinion about your birthday changed for the better after all.

TIGHNARI would know the gift he wanted to give you months before your birthday. he wanted to make you a flower. not through the means of paper or crafts. but with science. your own hybrid, a species made just for you. it took time, naturally so. but he finally had it made, just in time for your birthday. it was a cross between mourning flowers and padisarahs, the gorgeous sunset colours of the mourning flowers mixed with the structure of padisarahs made for one of the most pulchritudinous flowers out there. of course, he couldn’t just give you the flower. no, instead he had a whole garden of them, some being in pots as well. he invited you to dinner, then brought you to the garden with hands covering your eyes. to say you were in awe was an understatement. then again, tighnari managed to shock you each and everyday.

RAIDEN would have to ask kujou sara as to what celebrations humans hold for birthdays. after listening to her advice, she decided on a simple date, focused solely on you. your day was spent walking the streets of inazuma, drinking dango milk and having only the best street food (she wanted to cook but… you know how it is). just when you thought the day was over, she brought you to a cliffs edge, one with a stunning view of inazuma. there was a small picnic prepared, sweet treats that she managed to decorate herself. a short while - and many snacks - later, there was a sudden bang interrupting the serene silence. with a furrowed brow, you looked around hastily to find the source of the sound. it was only when raiden wrapped her arm around you, guiding your face to the sky in front of you that you realised what it was. fireworks. gorgeous colours and patterns filled the sky, an ode to you on your birthday. your head fell to her shoulder as you admired the sight just for you. they slowly came to a stop, but your head remained. raiden’s arm tightened around you as she confessed sacred truths and vows of love to you, drawing your special day to a close.

SHENHE would not be used to human traditions, so she would seek out the guidance of her master and ganyu . the three of them together would plan a small celebration for you, with many gifts made in advance. perhaps the best gift they had for you was a small mechanical device, made with the purpose of star gazing. the idea was shenhe’s, but it couldn’t have been made without xianyun’s help. when march 6th finally rolled round, she was ready. the two of you shared a lovely day together, sharing drinks and meals - she indulged in you and for once had liyuen dishes - and visiting friends along the way. when the time came, she gifted you the device. at first you were confused, but when she explained how it worked, you were elated. you spent the rest of the night stargazing together, while shenhe described constellations for you. a tiny star shot across the inky sky, upon which you wished every birthday would be like this. it was in the early hours of the morning that you finally fell asleep, head resting on shenhe’s shoulder. she promptly carried you home, cuddling up to you before sleeping herself.

JING YUAN - your darling husband - has a practiced plan for your birthday. he wakes you up with your favourite breakfast in bed, leading straight into a near hour long cuddle. if anyone were to witness such an inherent act of intimacy, they would believe you two had become one under the blankets, the tangling of limbs only serving as evidence. dragging you out of bed with a perfected ease, you fall easily into the prepared routine for your birthday. from chess to a picnic, you get a lot done on your day. as you wind down into the evening, there’s a final surprise for you. your favourite cake, topped with candles and sweet decorations. little yanqing was with you both, his smile brighter than the candles when he wished you a “happy birthday!!” as for jing yuan, his regular lazy smile was replaced by something more akin to ‘home’, for that’s what you were to each other. after sharing some of the cake, it was time for bed. though, being his husband, you knew jing yuan wouldn’t let you sleep without more cuddles and sweet confessions of adoration whispered into the night.

BLADE is not one for celebrations, but for you, he makes an exception. he gets permission for a day off, something he rarely sought. he makes simple plans for the two of you, though you couldn’t complain when you were expecting nothing from him. he knew how important birthdays were to humans, but also how you felt about your own. for that reason, he didn’t get anyone else involved, or even brought attention to your day. he home cooked dinner, and you stayed in watching a slew of movies and romcoms, something he’d normally be opposed to. hours passed as you basked in the comforting presence of each other. you thought the night was over, but there was a small surprise blade had for you. he handed you a tiny box, the velvet coarse in your hand. opening it, you find a silver necklace with a little sword pendant, a blade. he clasped it around your neck, the metal cool on your skin before taking you into his arms.

KAFKA would sense that you were stressed even weeks before your birthday. for that reason, she plans a spa day for the two of you. she treated you to the whole thing: massages, manicures and pedicures, facials, the lot. after such a soothing experience, your nerves were calmed. it wasn’t over though as you spent the majority of the day between saunas and steam rooms, as well as a dip in a jacuzzi. to top it all off, kafka ordered only the most luxurious of meals for you, and the sweetest cake they had. you could officially look forward to your birthday from here on out, especially if it would bring such a relaxing experience.

rest assured, these characters will be celebrating your birthday every year.

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patching you up

blade x injured!gn!reader

genre - fluff

summary - blade patches you up after you got injured while fighting mara.

cw!: mentions of blood + injury, soft-ish!blade, ooc blade?, mention of blade's past life which idfk how it works lmao I should be paying attention to the storyline asjdnb, swearing, mutual pining

note - god damn. soft!blade is living in my head rent-free fr, can't get enough of him <33 I'm not usually an edgy-emo-boy fan but ig blade's just built different 💪💪

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With each painful cough, more and more thin splatters of blood painted your mouth crimson.

It hurt. A lot. You didn't expect it to hurt nearly as bad as it did when you charged in to fight the Mara that was attacking some people that were making their way through Cloudford, but the spear that their captain had used to stab through your side was probably coated in some sort of poison, because with every sluggish step you took, you felt your body break little by little. Eventually, you collapsed onto the cold ground - your torso was numb and soon your arms and legs would be as well.

Well, at least you were going to die somewhere pretty. The sunset glimmered through the leaves of thin trees growing from large pots, which were scattered across the various bridges of the district. Starskiffs drifted lazily across the sky like regal ships on the high seas and the last thing you heard before you closed your eyes for a while was the sound of crickets and footsteps fading in.

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"Finally fucking awake."

A harsh voice came from your side as you opened your extremely tired eyes, which were met with dim but warm lighting and a dark wooden ceiling.

"Can't believe you got into this mess," the voice continued as you felt something tightening around your waist. "Didn't think that you'd be so stupid."

His face flashed in your hazy mind and you tried to sit up. "...Blade, I-"

"Don't move. You'll make it worse."

Hands. Ice-cold, gruff, but gentle hands pushed you back into your previous position by your shoulders, and you felt the tightening feeling again shortly after.

"What are you doing?" you whispered, then coughed again. Your throat was so dry - it felt like you haven't drank in decades, and with each cough you swore that your lungs were going to fly out of your mouth at the sheer force.

"Fixing you, obviously."

You raised your neck to try and catch a glimpse of your wounds but saw only the top of Blade's head, his raven hair tied back in a low ponytail. He was bent over your side, and just as you lowered your head back to the pillow a sharp bolt of pain shot through you, making you hiss and wince.

"That hurt!"

"It'll pass," he replied almost too casually. "Deal with it."

An uncomfortable pause ensued, during which you finally figured out that he was bandaging your torso up. You'd never expected anyone to find you back there, much less a Stellaron Hunter that you'd only interacted with five or six times, but thank the Aeons that at least someone did. But you did think it was strange that he was doing this for you, because from all your two-or-three-word conversations, you were sure that he wasn't the type to help an almost complete stranger. In fact, you'd think that he would be the one to cause these injuries in the first place.

While you were staring up at the ceiling in deep thought, Blade was lowkey kind-of admiring your skin. You weren't going to look down at him again anyway, it seems that you'd learned your lesson, but that just allowed him to eye your softness in more detail. This was his chance - he'd been admiring you from afar ever since you first met, and he wasn't about to let this opportunity to see what you looked like close-up pass.

Before he knew what he was doing, Blade's fingers reached out to lightly press onto skin that was near your wound, at which you hissed and leaned away from his touch.

"You sure that you're actually healing me?" you asked.

"Yes. I know what I'm doing, trust me."

He continued to press curiously but gently, making sure not to hurt you on purpose. Your skin was fascinating to him - it was soft, warm, while his was unforgivingly cold; yours had a fascinating shade of life about it and his didn't. This contrast was what made his eyes widen a little everytime he made physical contact with you, and he found small differences like these to amount to vast ones overall. Maybe this is what always made him think that you came from a different world entirely.

Blade then noticed that your hand was trembling by your side - the painkillers must be wearing off. He stood up from the chair beside the bed on which you were resting and reached for a couple pills and a glass of water on a nearby counter, moving them to the bedside table. His hands felt your back as he sat you up to administer the medicine.

You now saw where you were - from what you could tell, it was a small house or apartment somewhere. Dark wood covered the walls, ceiling, and floor, and tapestries and thriving plants littered the environment. You didn't know that he had a green thumb, but now that you did, you felt safer somehow - what if this cold, distant man was more human than you'd originally thought him to be?

His lithe, cold fingers brought you back to reality as they rested under your jaw, pulling it open gently, and your eyes focused on his admittedly quite handsome face again. Crimson eyes, the color of a blood moon, stared intensely at yours in avid concentration before travelling back to his other hand, which was now lifting a glass of sparkling golden liquid to your lips. There was a certain reverence of sorts glimmering in his expression, and this was accompanied by the fact that he was treating you like he would a glass flower. Your lips finally met the rim of the glass and when you finally tasted the elixir, you sighed.

It was cool and sweet, a refreshing sensation that battled the humidity of the room and the pain in your side. You drank the entire glass with ease and after Blade set it down on the bedside table, he wiped away some stray droplets of the shining liquid with a rough thumb.

That was it - Blade had become an entirely person just now. You could see it in his eyes and feel it as he breathed: this was not the same person who happened to be walking by a person on their deathbed and had enough pity in their secluded heart to heal them. He treated you like an old friend or a partner, perhaps, by taking you in.

"You'll experience drowsiness soon," he mentioned, "don't feel like you can't sleep. I won't leave you."

You laughed lazily in return, already feeling the effects of the painkillers. "So you can murder me in my sleep?"

"...I can leave-"

"No, no, I'm just kidding."

You sigh and relax into the pillows beneath you as Blade lowers you onto your back again. His gaze lingers on yours for maybe a second too long but he pulls away, preferring to sit down in a chair by the bedside and stare out at the scenery surrounding the house.

Once your eyes close and your breaths become quiet, he gives it a couple seconds to make sure you're asleep before softly starting to hum. It's an old tune from his past life, one which he used to smith to, and as midnight moonlight begins to stream in through the window, it veils your calm face in a hazy, shimmery glow that rivals even the smoothest of satins. He reaches a hand towards the apple of your cheek, cradling it in his palm as he sighs, a faint smile dancing on his lips.

"You're gonna kill me someday."

#honkai star rail #hsr #honkai #fluff #blade #hsr blade #blade hsr #blade x reader #star rail blade #blade x y/n #blade fluff #blade x you #hes so babygirl for some reason like???

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megistusdiary · 1 year

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mm titfuck with scaramouche? <33 he’s had a rough day, you’re willing to help him out! ^^

— 💌

i might be the flattest person alive but i can appreciate a good titfuck 🙏

also i am so sorry for vanishing i have been so busy with school and home stuff, and i wanted to write over fall break, but i was with my bf basically every waking moment and had no time ;w;

anyways i just registered for spring semester and it is looking like an actual nightmare rn but i did it to myself to save gas money 👍

anyways... scaramouche is a harbinger in this fic and theres a shit ton of useless plot!

warnings: switch!scaramouche and switch!fem anatomy/pronouns reader

scara fucks your tits 🧚‍♀️, exhausted but bitchy scara, consent check, oil as lube, scara calls you 'good girl'

scaramouche sighed, throwing his bag to the floor and dumping his hat onto the table.

the noise startled you from your accidental evening nap, jolting upwards to see scaramouche turning on the lights in your home.

his hair was slightly ruffled from where his hat rested atop his head, eyes half-lidded as he walked towards you.

"oh...i didn't realize you were there." was all he said as you rubbed your eyes, moving to stand up.

"i guess i fell asleep on the couch after i got home." you shrugged, folding up the blankets around you. "how was work?"

scaramouche once again sighed, sinking into the couch cushions, leaning back to let his head hang off the edge. "shitty."

"i'm sorry to hear that." you frowned as he swung his head in your direction, sighing yet again. "is there anything i can do to make you feel better?"

he let out a grunt, folding his arms over his chest. "unless you can make the rest of my...coworkers," his fingers coming up to act as quotation marks when he spoke, "get off my back, then no, i don't think so."

"what about some tea? i picked up your favorite on my way home." you offered, lips quirking up when he finally perked up a little. "stay here, i'll go heat some water up."

as you moved to stand, he grabbed your wrist, tugging at your arm. "what-"

"wait." scaramouche grumbled to himself, digging in his pocket with his free hand before pulling a bracelet out, holding it in his palm.

"scaramouche-"

"ugh, don't even ask. it's for you, i would never wear something so ridiculous. as incessant as he is, pantalone has an eye for jewelry. he helped me pick it out."

"you didn't have to do that for me." your face felt warm as he gently turned your wrist to clasp the bracelet, letting you feel the cool metal against your skin.

his touch lingered for a moment, fingertips trailing across your palm before retreating. "can't you just thank me?" scaramouche asked, turning away to hide the slight blush covering his cheeks as you smiled.

you leaned down, gently pressing a kiss to his cheek, smiling against his skin. "thank you, it's very beautiful." you walked off towards the kitchen, feeling giddy as you pulled the kettle out to set it on the stove.

it was a gift from childe, another one of scaramouche's coworkers whom he detested for his overeager disposition.

you recounted him being a very sweet gentleman, presenting you with the kettle when you first visited snezhnaya. though, the kettle itself was from liyue, 'a gift from a friend to a friend,' as childe put it.

it was a beautiful gold shade with trees painted along the sides, and it shone in the light of the kitchen as it slowly started to boil.

you left the pot briefly to pick out a tea set to match the kettle, opting to choose scaramouche's favorite cups. he had said before he didn't care about such useless things, though you could see the little sparkle in his eyes whenever you brought out the hand-painted forest tea set.

once the water was ready, you took great care in steeping the tea leaves to the perfect color in scaramouche's cup. you added the perfect amount of sugar as well. despite his words of saying he preferred his tea bitter, you knew he really loved sweets secretly.

you carefully set everything on the tray, bringing it over to scaramouche who looked like he was deep in thought. "what are you thinking about?"

"hm? oh, work, it's nothing." he shrugged you off, moving to sit across from you at the table as you slid him his cup. "it smells good."

"i know, i checked every bag i could find. even though it's rare to come by here, i wanted to find the perfect one."

scaramouche hid his slight smile in his cup, shaking his head as he took small sips. "i'm surprised you even remembered i liked this specific brew. it's been a long time since we had tea in liyue."

"of course i remembered." you scoffed, looking over at him with a cheeky grin. "you bought the whole stock when you thought i wasn't looking."

scaramouche rolled his eyes, setting his cup down in favor of resting his chin on his hand. "maybe you're more perceptive than i thought."

"oh please, don't even. if you thought i was dumb, you wouldn't have spared me another glance." you stated, setting your own cup down as you clasped your hands in front of you. "maybe you're just surprised you're not as slick as you thought you were."

"you should watch your tongue." was all he said, narrowing his eyes.

"what are you gonna do? bite it off?"

"i bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?" scaramouche watched you finally turn away, relishing in the delight of flustering you.

"what happened to being all tired from work?" you asked him, watching as he drummed his fingers along the edge of the table rhythmically.

"i'm not tired, just pissed off."

"well, why don't you let me make you feel better." you slowly leaned towards him, cupping his face with one of your hands.

his hand came up instinctively to cradle yours, meeting your gaze with his own intrigued one. "what exactly did you have in mind? it better be good."

you bit back your laughter, standing up and moving behind his chair. you leaned down, letting your chest press against his back as your breath ghosted over the shell of his ear. "why don't you let me surprise you, hm?" you smirked softly as he shivered, turning his head to grip your chin firmly.

"well, don't keep me waiting then." he pulled his chair out, allowing you to take his hand and lead him to the bedroom, forgetting the tea on the table as you pushed him to sit on the bed near the headboard.

you cafefully crawled into his lap, leaning up to kiss him before he stopped you with a single finger pressed to your lips. "what is it?" you asked, muffled by the digit.

"do you want to do this? if you're tired, it's fine. you don't have to, you know." that was his way of checking in on you, making sure you were okay.

"my surprise is all about you, don't worry." you smiled, pressing a kiss to the tip of his finger. "you can repay me some other time." you grinned up at him cheekily as he grunted, moving his hand to let you kiss him properly.

as you pressed your lips to his, your hands traveled down to his waistband, playing with the ties as he inhaled sharply through his nose.

you carefully pulled the fabric down, feeling his happy trail against your hand as his cock sprung free against his stomach. you smiled as you moved down his body, pressing a small kiss to his tip and watching his dick twitch.

you scooted off the bed to grab the bottle of oil from the nightstand, pouring some onto your hand and rubbing it between your fingers before wrapping your hand around the base of his cock.

"fuck-" he sighed, letting his head lean back against the headboard as you played with him. you moved your hand up and down, twisting gently and running your thumb over the slit.

his eyes opened, narrowing at you when you pulled away. before he could object you moved his hands to the hem of your shirt. "help me get this off." you asked, feeling him slowly peel your shirt off. "the bra too."

he flung your shirt off to the side, reaching behind you and fumbling for the clasp of your bra, pulling it off of you and allowing it to fall to the floor. when he reached for your pants, you shook your head, sliding back down.

"i told you, this is a surprise for you." you moved to press his dick against your chest, rubbing against his dick as he watched with wide eyes.

"come on, don't tease me." he warned you, sounding ever-so-slightly breathless. you obliged, pressing his dick between your breasts as he sighed, feeling the tightness pressing around him.

you pushed your hands on the sides of your chest, pushing your breasts together and moving your body up and down. "does that feel good?" you smiled up at him as his thighs tensed, hands gripping the bedsheets.

"more, faster-" he whined at you, losing his composure. your body pressed into him more, leaning your weight onto his legs.

his hips moved on their own, hands coming to grip your shoulders and head as he fucked your tits at his own pace, moving you at his leisure. he grunted quietly, explicatives spilling from his lips as your chest became covered in oil and slick from his dick, coating your skin.

"good girl, good girl..." he sighed, moving his hips faster, feeling you press your breasts against him tighter until he let out a gasp, arching his back and coming hard.

his release shot up against your chin and neck, coating you in white as he slowly leaned back against the bed, hair stuck to his skin with sweat.

you pulled yourself up, laying on the bed with him for a moment before he wrinkled his nose, pulling your hand. "the bracelet has cum on it."

"it's from your own dick, and-"

"this is gross. we're showering."

#scaramouche x you #scaramouche smut #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader smut #💌─ 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 ✧.*#✎─𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 ❛ ༉‧₊˚#💌─𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘭! ༊*·˚

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adorabluesposts · 11 days

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LUCIFER X ALASTOR'S DAUGHTER PART 3

requested by @alientee because they want to see the love blossom :)). (I am actually so happy you requested this<33)

Part 1 and 2 are on my acc!

at this point Alastor got a bit more used to the only reason of your visits to the hotel being Lucifer..

he's still mad about it, constantly sending the ambience hotel music into a void and replacing it with static as the sound followed you two for the next few minutes, but hes not as pissy about it as he was.

At first, when you and Lucifer came open about your secret relationship (which stayed secret for only a few weeks) , Alastor almost tried to kill Luci.

He gave you a three hour lecture on why men suck and followed your every move, but chilled slightly when Lucifer promised to keep you safe.

"Break her heart and I'll break your limbs". Lucifer knows it's not like Alastor could kill him, but he agrees anyway and does it with a 'scared' face, to get on Al's good side.

Alastor's got some sort of sixth sense or just spies on you two all the time, because the second your lips reach Lucifer's, faint static sounds can be heardm and the radio suddenly turns off.

Lucifer is also the sweetest man ever. He makes you gifts, always trying out new inventions for you to try, and being really clingy.

Reaallllyyy clingy.

I'm talking you could be working your ass off at the hotel (since you begged Alastor to let you work there, and now you do) and he'll just sit around you , play with your hair or fidget with your jewelry, make you sit on his lap as you work, or simply just whine until you drop whatever you're doing and cuddle him.

He loves surprising you, too. Taking you on dates, spawning you in his office..

"Love, Alastor's out of town!" Lucifer's voice startled you, as he walked out of his portal.

You continued signing a document, letting out a "He is? I haven't noticed."

"he's in Cannibal Town." Lucifer kissed your forehead as he dragged a chair and sat next to you, watching you work with a shine in his eyes.

You looked at him with a dumb smile. You knew that look.

"We should go out."

"we should." You agreed. "But we cant." His smile faded.

"Why not?" He took your hand in his, a frown on his face. He always loved taking you out.

"I've got a bunch of work. Charlie needs these documents signed, needs someone to do all of the new shopping , plus I need to order a bunch of stuff for the hotel. "

"can't someone else do that?"

"I don't trust Husk with online shopping"

Lucifer sighed. Even though he could've cheated everything you needed, he knew you loved to work. After being locked away in the Radio Tower with nothing to do, and everything you wanted being given to you, working felt like a luxury.

"Can we stay together, then? Cuddle? Kiss? Paint each others nails?" Lucifer suggested as you wrote your signature on a paper.

You laughed at his attempt to find things for you to do. "As long as you let me work."

Lucifer's face brightened as you got up and he sat in your office chair, befire plopping you on his lap. He buried his face in your neck and let his arms around your torso, playing with your shirt.

He kept kissing your neck, earning giggles from you. "Luci, I can't work like this!"

He pouted like a child, hiding his face into your back with a whine.

You sighed and got up, taking your laptop with you as you and Lucifer walked towards the couch. You layed down, his body on top of yours, your legs interlocked and his fac buried in your chest as he played with your hair. Your laptop was on his back as you did your work, completing documents, and shopping online.

The working session didn't last much longer, because you both pulled in for a soft kiss , which turned into more kisses, until you both fell asleep, this time the positions reversed.

They're so cute I can't 😭<3

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer x reader #hazbin #hazbin spoilers #hazbin hotel fandom #lucifer morningstar #lucifer x reader

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weirdcatlover1 · 2 months

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Luffy First Date hcs + bonus

Cw: gn reader & sfw

Only lord knows how much miscommunication it took to even get to the confession

But luffy isn't oblivious he knows what dates are, and with the help of the crew he planned a whole restaurant fancy dinner

You were surprised at first and then quickly got dressed up and left for yalls date

But luffy being luffy he obviously got you both lost and don't ask me both of yall ended up fighting for your lives while running away from marines

Don't worry tho it actually ended cute because he took you on a beetle date as an apology where you guys just went into forest and he got to yap about his favourite beetles and if your are scared of beetles or any bugs then he definitely shoved it into your face ( it's okay tho cuz he's cute)

Your dates with him will always end up going crazy and never going as planned which is really fun if you are an adventurous person.

Sometimes, you guys do have lazy days where you just lay on top of each other in comfortable silence ( yes, he can do that)

His favourite was when you guys ended up in a carnival, and you guys went on to those round roller coasters that move slowly and don't ask me how but it ended up breaking and it rolled onto the streets for a couple of blocks while yall were still on it

I cannot exaggerate enough about the beetle dates. Honestly, he will come to you while you're doing your hobby and will be super curious and would want to participate

He is such a physical touch type of guy and I mean he will be CLINGING on to you 24/7 and honestly might as well as become a kangaroo and have a little pouch for him because he will be trying to mold himself into you <3

I can just imagine you and luffy to making forts in the most randomest places and just chilling there and cuddling in your pillow fortress until the crew comes to join, and you all watch a movie together

I can also imagine water painting dates (plz keep the water away from him so he doesn't accidentally drink it) where he just uses his fingers and draws the chibi kinda demonic version of the crew

Your first kiss happens when you're just yapping while he's staring at you mesmerised, and he asks randomly, " Can I kiss you?" And you're taking off guard, but say yes, and you share a cute but short kiss <33

I headcannon that luffy can go crazy on the dance machine lol, but don't expect him to be elegant ^_^

A/n: That was my first fic ever, so I help you readers like it 😊 and no, I don't take constructive criticism because I will cry 😔/j unless it's from a friend also I plan to do this with other op characters so just wait ^_^

#luffy x reader #op x reader #one piece x reader #monkey d. luffy #luffy headcanons #op headcanons #one piece headcanons #one piece hcs

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topguncortez · 2 years

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Hi! I’m in love with your writing! Can I request a Pregnant! Reader x Jake ´Hangman’ Seresin, whereas he is so smitten with her throughout the pregnant, and he compliments her, exceedingly? He could coo ‘Honey, did I tell you you look gorgeous?´ She giggles in response, ‘I’m literally in paint-stained overalls and eating a sandwich.’ Thank you so much!!!

Another Opposites Attract blurb because I'm writing part 4 and I fucking love them:)

pairing: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Shy!female warnings: mentions of smut, fluffy masterlist

If you would've told Jake Seresin that at 33, he would be married and a father of two, soon to be three, he would've laughed at you. But here he was, leaning against the doorway of the soon to be nursery, watching as his wife painted a rainbow above where the crib was going to be. The older two kids were down for their nap, which made the house surprisingly quiet.

"I can feel you staring," Y/N said, as she took a step away from the wall, and looked at the earth toned rainbow.

"Well you're just so beautiful, I have to admire the art," Jake said, and pushed off the wall, walking towards her. He put his arms around her waist, and rested them on her growing bump, "Kids asleep?"

"Do you hear a four year old and a two year old?" Y/N asked, looking over her shoulder, "I can not wait until Livie turns three. Man, she's got your attitude to a T."

"Hey!" Jake said, and kissed her cheek, "I am not that bad."

"She popped off all the heads off of Alex's action figures," Y/N said, and turned around to face him."Pretty sure you did that to your sister's barbies."

"Once or twice," Jake smiled, and leaned down to kiss her lips, "God you look gorgeous."

"I'm in paint stained overalls and haven't washed my hair in two days," Y/N giggled.

"Yes, but you're carrying my child, which makes your gorgeous."

Jake loved seeing her pregnant. She was naturally beautiful anyway, but seeing her full of his child and embracing the highs and lows of being an expectant mother, made her even more beautiful. When she told him that he was going to become a father for the third time, he had been over the moon with joy.

"Ya know. . . the kids are asleep. . . I have," Jake held up his watch checking the time, "forty-five minutes left of my lunch break. . ."

"I think I know what you're thinking. . . daddy. . ." She said, dropping her voice into a sultry tone.

"Do you baby?" Jake said, and pulled her in as close as he could get her with her growing bump in the way.

"Yeah. . ." She whispered, and trailed her finger down his chest, "You can help me catch up on laundry!"

Jake's jaw dropped as she turned out of his arms and walked down the hallway towards the laundry room. He looked down at his flight suit, seeing the outline of his half hard cock. He groaned and rolled his eyes, and adjusted himself in his flight suit.

"Not what I was thinking!"

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roguelov · 9 months

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morpheus watching you draw intently. morpheus being so proud of your work. morpheus letting you sketch him. morpheus giving you a space in the dreaming to make art. <33

THIS IS ALL I EVER WANT

Dream giving you any and all art supplies, Dream always encouraging you, Dream finding teachers in the Dreaming for you, Dream being the perfect model

“Dream, could you …” You gestures by cocking your head very slightly. Dream mimicked you. You smiled, “Perfect, thanks.”

You quickly returned to your sketch.

Dream’s eyes softened with such adoration. He loved seeing you like this. The way your eyebrows furrowed together in concentration, how your tongue occasionally poked out between your lips, how your face scrunched up to fix a potential mistake only to light up seeing your final product.

He loved you and your hobby.

His little artist.

His castle had not seen such vibrancy since its creation. Paintings filled the hallways of Fiddler’s Green and some residents along with murals which took up hidden corners.

Such wondrous color which brought such inspiration.

“How much long, my dear?” He asked.

Your eyes flickered up. “Oh? Do you need a break?”

You need a break, he thought.

The only downside Dream could ever find was how you neglected yourself during your drawing sessions.

“Perhaps,” he hummed. “Only a minor one.”

“Oh, right, yes of course.” You quickly shut your sketchbook.

Dream smiled. “How about a walk? I’ve become a little restless then perhaps dinner? It has become quite late.”

“Has it?” You peered out a nearby window to see the sun almost touching the horizon. Your eyes widened a little. “Wow, I didn’t know we had been sitting here for so long, I’m sorry.”

“Oh, there is no need to apologize.” He stood up from his chair, strolling over to you. He extended his hand out. “Come, a walk and some food would be a nice refresher.”

You placed your hand in his, leaving your sketchbook on the chair. “Yeah, it would be.”

#the sandman #morpheus #dream of the endless #morpheus x reader #dream of the endless x reader #anon #ask

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unfinshedsentec · 1 year

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Baji. My request is just baji. No angst tho😭💔 but baji😩🫶🏽

heyyy love! Thank you so much for requesting! I loveeee baji and it was his birthday a couple days ago sooo

Hope you enjoy <33

PAINTING BAJI’S NAILS❗️

reader is gender neutral! and just a warning, this is not proofread so it probably isn’t the best

character pairing: baji keisuke x reader

tw: cursing

“Why are so many hot guys painting their nails?”

“What?”

That was what you were introduced with at 7 in the morning. Baji, for whatever reason, woke up decided that hot guys paint their nails. You had to be honest, you were confused. You didn’t think Baji cared too much about other guys, but clearly, you were wrong.

“Y’know, all these hot guys have their nails painted!” he continued, looking at you. “Is like cool now or something?”

You just looked up at him, completely baffled. This was by far the last thing you were expecting to hear this morning. It was honestly a good wake up call, that’s for sure. “Well Baji, I gotta be honest. I don’t know”

“…do you think it’s hot?”

You immediately stopped in your tracks. Nothing but shock filled you. Baji had never, I mean never asked anything like this before. He usually just does things and happens to look hot while doing it. Unless it has to do with his hair, he never really particularly paid attention. Well, not until now.

“I mean…I guess” you asked, your eyebrows furrowed. “Why?”

Slowly you could hear Baji’s footsteps behind you stopping. His kicked his feet around a bit, but kept his eyes glued to the ground. He was quiet, unusually quiet for the way he is. He definitely had some sort of odd change overnight.

“…you better not make fun of me” he grumbled, still refusing to look back at you.

“Wha-“, you gasped. “I would never!”

“Yeah, yeah” he groaned. Nervously he fidgeted, his eyes going everywhere expect to your own. He was clearly nervous, maybe even anxious about whatever hot guys have nails. Hell, it took him a good couple of minutes before he finally yelled what he wanted at you. “I WANT YOU TO PAINT MY NAILS”

Oh, how much power it took for you not to break down laughing right there. Baji’s face was red as a blush covered his cheeks and ears. He was till looking away from you. Hell, his eyes were closed. Sweat broke out on his skin as he nervously awaited your answer. And you, were choking up trying not to laugh.

It wasn’t even funny, just…surprising. It was surprising Baji was the one to ask you that, not Chifuyu or Ryusei. You were shocked that your boyfriend out of all people, wanted you to paint his nails.

“O-okay” you uttered, holding back your laugh. “We can do that after school”

“Really?” he said, finally looking at you.

“Yes”

At that, he gave you a nice thank you and you kept walking to school. You were still shocked, and you had to process it for a while, but by the time you saw Baji again after school, you were both excited to paint his nails! Maybe you would even paint yours.

On the way back to your house, you and Baji stopped by a shop and picked up nail polish and an after-school snack. Baji just chose a nice black, but it complimented his eyes well. The black-haired boy had an smile on his face the whole time. He kept trying to hide it, but he failed miserably.

It was adorable, really.

And trust me, the moment you got back, it was nail painting time.

“Sit still Baji”, you muttered, trying to keep your focus. “If you keep moving, I’ll get this shit all over you”

Baji grumbled, looking as closely at the nails as he possibly could. His hair was tied back neatly, and his shirt was a random one you gave him so he wouldn’t get polish all over the place. The poor guy is messy, so he needs all the precautions possible.

“This is like the 5th coat!” he grumbled, one of his hands under a nail drier. “Aren’t we almost done?”

“We’re getting there, just be patient.”

Baji was getting impatient. But from the way he kept looking at his newly painted nails, and the little glimmer in his eyes, you could tell he was excited. He had never done anything like this before, so it was certainly a new thing.

Plus, you knew there was definitely a part of him that thought it made him look more badass.

“And done!” you yelled, admiring your work. “Now we just gotta let it dry”

“Yes!” Baji yelled, all excited. He happily looked at his nails and kept looking and kept looking. Even for day to come after that, Baji just admired his painted nails. He showed it off to everyone, especially Chifuyu. You ended up painting Chifuyu’s nails too because he thought it was so cool. Baji even showed it to his cats, just because!

Clearly Baji like his nails, which was good. After all, it was fun to paint his nails. Plus, it was a cute date idea!

It looks like Baji will be having some painted nails in the future! It just has to be his idea, not yours.

He WILL say no otherwise.

masterlist || reblogs are very appreciated <33

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snowmist-hashira · 10 months

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Hello! I hope you are having a good day so far🥰 I have a small request today :) So i was thinking a scene where muichiro has a long day of training, so he goes back to his bed to find the reader snuggling on it😆 muichiro then sits on his bed and covers the reader with his blanket <<33 i thought it was cute and wanted to see what you could create after than😊 Have a good day and thank you for reading this💕

[Chapter title: Shared Haven]

[Requested] Muichiro Tokitou x Reader

Wattpad:(One shots) Tokito Twins x Reader Archive:Kimetsu No Yaiba: Tokitou Twins x Reader Details: ♠ Information ♠ Master list: ♠ Muichirou Tokitou ♠ Word count: 558

Artist: sui

Link; Pixiv

A brief one-shot story~ It's certainly shorter than my typical ones, but I hope I was still able to give it the attention it deserved. Have a good day over there as well, Anon~ (Scheduled)

The sky was painted in hues of orange and purple as the sun dipped below the horizon. Muichiro took a moment to bask in the tranquility of the evening, allowing the cool breeze to soothe his tired body, his breath heavy and sweat dripping down his brow. His body ached because of the intense training sessions he endured in order to push himself to his limits.

The repetitive motion had taken its toll on his hands that ached his palms, as he tightly gripped the wooden blade, that he had been swinging tirelessly all day. Luckily, despite the physical strain, he hadn't coughed up blood at all.

Once finished, Muichiro made his way back to his estate, his tired legs dragging slightly with each step. The familiar surroundings provided a sense of comfort as he entered his home. The soft, dimly lit interior welcomed him, offering solace from the outside world.

He walked through the halls, his footsteps muffled by the tatami flooring. As he reached his bedroom, Muichiro's eyes fell upon the inviting futon that lay neatly on the floor, however instead of finding his spot empty, his eyes widened in surprise as he beheld the unexpected sight of Y/n nestled on his futon.

The corners of his lips curled into a gentle smile, admiring her peaceful expression as she slept. He couldn't help but feel a warmth in his chest, an unexpected comfort in knowing that she had found solace in his home.

Carefully, so as not to disturb her slumber, Muichiro sat down next to Y/n on the futon. He studied her features, the rise and fall of her chest with each breath, a soft tenderness filled his gaze as he watched her.

The exhaustion from his intense training session mixed with the calm atmosphere of the room, lulled him into a drowsy state. His eyelids grew heavy, and a yawn escaped his lips as his own weariness began to catch up with him.

Despite his own need for rest, Muichiro couldn't bring himself to disturb Y/n's peaceful slumber. He cherished this quiet moment, watching over her and appreciating her serene state. It was as if the weight of his weariness was lifted a bit, replaced by a sense of tranquility that only Y/n's presence could bring.

He then pulled the blankets back towards her, but Y/n started to stir in her sleep, causing Muichiro's heart to skip a beat, briefly breaking the tranquility of the moment. He froze, worried that his actions might have disturbed her peaceful slumber. However, as Y/n settled back into slumber, he let out a soft sigh of relief, realizing she was undisturbed.

Taking it as a sign that Y/n was now comfortable, Muichiro carefully tucked her in, making sure she was enveloped in the warmth and softness of the blankets. His touch was gentle, his movements careful not to wake her. As he adjusted the covers, Muichiro's fingertips brushed lightly against Y/n's cheek, a tender gesture filled with unspoken care.

Once satisfied, Muichiro shifted slightly on his cushion, finding a comfortable position to lean against the wall. As he settled in, Muichiro closed his eyes halfway, allowing himself to drift into a state of half-sleep, with a soft smile playing on his lips, he surrendered himself to the embrace of sleep, his own weariness finally catching up to him.

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yikesmary · 11 months

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svt oneshot ideas? heres one!!

minghao w a reader whos an artist and is suffering from severe art block.. maybe they draw together or minghao leads them thru smthn? just fluffy fluff 💓💓 drink some water when u see this! — 🎧

ART BLOCK — xu minghao x reader

summary: trying to finish a commission, you find yourself stuck in what to paint. thankfully your boyfriend knows exactly what to do in order to help you get your inspiration back.

note: YAY! minghao request!! i didn't know how to write minghao so i hope i was able to do it?? btw, most of what i write is written in a day and i don't proofread anything. so if it's bad, that's why.

also i don't think art block solved so easily like this, but imagine it does. hope u enjoy anon!! <33

"Baby, maybe you should take a break right now,"

Stopping your actions, you took the time to look behind you to see Minghao, who just finished his evening meditation session. Looking at the time, you realized that it'd been an hour since you started on working on your commission.

When Minghao went to the room he used for meditation, he knew that you were going to do work. However, what he didn't expect when he came back were countless canvases that varied in state of unfinished work.

"I can't, Hao. I have to finish this soon for the client," you sighed.

"Just take a little break. You've been stressing out over this project for a while," Minghao said, taking your hand and guiding you to stand up from your spot on the floor.

He took a look at your face and smiled then proceeded to try and wipe off the blue paint that had somehow been smeared on your face.

"How about we go on for a walk?" He asked, not letting you respond and leading you to the doorway.

"Hao, I'm covered in paint and my clothes aren't fit to go outside," you tried to say but he wasn't having it.

"Who cares if you're covered in paint? It just shows how creative you are. And your clothes are fine, but wear a jacket; it's cold outside," he told you, grabbing your jacket from the jacket hook that was next to the door and help you out with putting it on.

Once you both made sure to lock the door behind you, you started your walk together along the neighborhood. Before both of you became really busy, these walks occurred on a daily basis. But with work for both of you increased, it occurred less and less.

However, it was times like these when you cherished them. It was one of those rare times when you managed to see each other at the same time awake. Usually, he'd find you asleep in your shared bedroom and you'd only see him when you awoke but he was asleep.

He adjusted his hold on your hand so he was able to hold your hand properly, his thumb caressing the part of your hand he was resting on.

"Tell me about your commission," he requested, your clasped hands slightly swinging back and forth.

"My client gave me full creativity to the piece. But my initial plan was to paint a gorgeous nature scene," you started.

"No matter how much I spend trying to start something, I always end up not liking it and I stress out over not liking it. Then I stress out about wasting time to make something I don't even like. Then I end up stressing out over stressing out,"

"Okay, let's take deep breaths," he told you.

"What do I do?" You asked.

"Let's go to the trail," Minghao suggested.

"Fine, but I can't meditate with you. I end up laughing, staring at you, or falling asleep in the silence," you told him.

The trail was near your house that led to a clearing. You found it when you guys first moved in and decided it'd be perfect for moments where you wanted to escape. The first time you guys decided to go to the clearing, Minghao wanted you both to meditate together. Next to having tea together, it was one of the things your boyfriend wanted you both to do.

But your problem with meditating was the fact that you tended to get distracted. So, unless you actually wanted to meditate, you left all the meditating to him.

When you finally arrived at the clearing, you were taken aback at the picture perfect scene that was in front of you. You were used to the pretty sights you saw when you were at the clearing, but this time, it seemed to be different than the other times you were there.

"Hao, this is perfect! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" You said, turning to him and hugged him tightly.

He hugged you just as tight and when you moved away slightly, he held the side of your arms and smiled. "I'm glad this helped you. It was either this or I hide away all of your paints if this didn't work," said.

You jokingly gasped and put your hand on your heart. "I would've hid your tea set," you teased.

Minghao gave you a sweet smile before giving you a kiss on the forehead.

#the8 x reader #seventeen #seventeen imagines #seventeen oneshot #svt fluff #svt x reader #the8 x you #svt fanfic #svt imagine #svt the8 x reader

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mikhardwheat · 1 year

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Thiam, Teen Wolf Movie

The funniest thing would've been if during the movie Theo was actually on a work trip or just hanging out with his friends in France (with Isaac, maybe) and Liam just didn't tell him what's going on, because he deserves a break once in a while.

Theo, calling Liam from the café they went with Isaac to, while Isaac flirts with a barista or something: hey

Liam, hiding behind the car in the middle of the fight: hi! how's your day going?

Theo: Isaac won't stop whining about how boring the museums are

Theo: he still goes, though

Liam: you have any pictures?

Theo: you bet I do

Theo: the paintings were cool, but I would've liked to know what they mean before I saw them for the first time

Theo: I wish you were here

Liam: aww, you miss me?

Theo: of course I do

Liam: me too

There's an explosion.

Theo:

Theo: Liam, what was that?

Liam: what was what?

Theo: the sound of something exploding?

Liam: oh, that

Liam: I'm watching a movie

Theo: shouldn't you be in the middle of your shift at the shop?

Liam, watching Hikari running towards the enemy: nah, it's all good

Liam: I took a break, Hikari got me covered

Theo: you feeling well?

Liam: yes, why?

Theo: nothing, it's just…

Isaac: hey, Liam!

Liam: bonjour!

Isaac: now, that sounds good enough

Isaac: did you practice your French?

Liam: on occasion, yeah

Liam: in case you ditch Theo somewhere and I need to help him out

Isaac: I would never

Theo, in the distance: give me that back

Theo: so, we were talking…

Liam: I'm doing just fine, don't worry

Liam: miss you ages, though

Theo: ah, pup, that makes me wanna buy an early ticket-

Liam: NO! don't do that!

Theo: what?

Theo: I wasn't planning to, but

Liam: good. don't.

Theo: you act… weird

Another explosion.

Theo: what are you hiding?

Liam: nothing!

Liam: I have to go

Theo: Liam…

Liam: love you, bye!

He hangs up.

Theo:

Isaac: what's wrong?

Theo: I'm not sure...

A second later he gets text from Liam:

Liam, 17:23

shops on fire

Theo, 17:23

Shop's on what now??

Liam???

Theo, 17:27

If you don't answer right now, I'm driving to the airport

You hear me?

Liam.

[Missed call]

LIAM

[Missed call]

I'm on my way.

Liam, 17:32

SHIT

theo stop

errythin s fine

we have it under control

Theo, 17:32

You sure?

Liam, 17:33

i am

just go back to w/e u were doin

i'll call u later ❤️

Theo, 17:34

If you say so… ttyl then

#thiam #teen wolf movie #theo raeken #liam dunbar #thiam endgame 2023 #I haven't watched the movie #hikari zhang #isaac lahey #theo and isaac #liam and hikari #thiam endgame #just liam feeding theo's healed paranoia #theo and isaac are friends #character dialogue #dialogue snippet #ficlet #teen wolf ficlet

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queer-whatchamacallit · 8 months

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I just rewatched 1x02 of The Bear, and took notes to get deeper into these fucked up silly guy’s heads, so here we go!!

Tw: workplace abuse, intentional emeto

The staff at EMP wear white tops, black pants, and a blue apron which Carm continued after his switch to The Beef

With both the “why?” bit and “Do you like working with fucking idiots?” “I’ll do better,” the only accepted response is that a mistake was made and it was their fault

“Do you like working with fucking idiots?” “I’ll do better.” “Say ‘yes Chef’” both serve to paint Carm as a fucking idiot and to show Chef as always deserving his respect

There’s a constant flip flop between absolutely tearing Carm to shreds and making him feel like dirt beneath Chef’s shoe for the problem that occurred and making sure he’s keeping work flowing at a rate and quality that’s acceptable to Chef (which it never will be)

I’m sure you’ve seen the “Chef saying ‘you should be dead’ was off screen so you can’t tell if it was actually Chef or if that was in Carmy’s head,” and I lean more toward the latter. I know it’s plausible (which is really fucked up), but I just like the narrative possibilities for Carm starting to hear Chef’s voice. It sounds different too. It’s whispered, but Chef had to be careful about who heard that one more than everything else, so idk

His eyes are kinda hazy through the whole thing, and when it’s over, he stalls for a second before blinking hard and brushing it off. He still sounds kind of off-kilter after though.

There’s a time skip I never noticed before where one moment, he’s desperately calling hands, and the next, they’re cleaning up after service. Maybe unintentional but maybe slipping in a little of that s1 unreality and showing that Carmy misses time sometimes

Marcus just loves messing with Richie, first his cologne and second “DeVry, we’re serious about success!!” and he’s so real for that

SYDNEY: [mocking laughter] <333

Carm doesn’t actually clean the floors with a toothbrush, he had a rag which feels… weird. His floor-cleaning toothbrush is such a staple in fics

He walks to and from work

On his coffee table, he has an ash tray, a mason jar of water, and some clutter I couldn’t make out

“YOU KILLED MICHAEL” on the order tickets is an interesting one. I’d probably tie this most easily to the train of thought that he wasn’t there, but he could have helped, and if he never left, Michael would still be alive. Maybe he thinks the pressure of having to deal with him as a kid contributed or that his success as a high end chef made Mike feel like shit by comparison, but idk, there’s a lot of ways you could go here

“That’s um… a lot of words.” We have a work day here and reading about managing his business is not fast and exciting and Carmy is a little blood-sniffing shark, if he stops moving, he’ll die. Fr kinda love him for this but am pissed at him for just shoving it back to Syd

“Is my hair on fire?” I had to look up a definition, but Carmy’s starting to wonder if he’s just totally fucked and if The Beef can make it out of this. It’s interesting to see him so unsure of whether he’s going to make it. “Not yet, no, but you need help,” just feels nice. It’s both sugar-coated and completely accurate

I love Ebra for just listening to T rant about how much she hates Syd, and later, he just fuckin rocks it when Syd calls orders out. Ebra’s one of my favs <33

Syd with her journal shows the first signs of her impatience and Richie interrupting her with the inspector I think finally flipped the switch of her just absolutely despising him

Them getting a C and seeing everyone go through the 5 stages of grief is so funny omg

Syd breaking up fights and stubborn idiot-proofing by getting the right caulk was so hot girl of her

“Fak, fix that fuckin sound.” I want to know what made the difference between this and the “I don’t mind it” alarm during the s2 Cicero meeting

“He’s a baby. Don’t get Carmen into trouble, y’know? I was a baby too once, Sydney. Nobody gave a fuck.” This is pretty self explanatory, but… yeah ouch

Carm’s willing to vent to Jimmy about work with the slightest encouragement. Might point to them having a closer relationship, or maybe Carm would vent about work to whoever will listen

“I asked you where you’ve been.” So he hasn’t seen Cicero or his mom since moving back, and I feel like him and Nat had at least texted or called before 1x01 but probably not seen each other, could be wrong on that though. So he just dove headfirst into the restaurant the second he got back to Chicago, and hasn’t even talked to the family he’s been self-isolating from for the past 5 years

I love Carm’s phone password being 11111

Edit: I’m watching this ep yet again, and the flowers on the table in the scene with Pete are the same from his cooking show dream in 1x08!!! Maybe tying in that he feels like his slow breakdown is being seen by everyone he knows, not just those connected just by cooking. Or maybe it’s connecting his conversation with Sugar to how he was also struggling especially hard at the time of the dream, but then, I feel like it would be in Sugar’s kitchen when they’re talking about it. Idk but I love this detail a lot

Sugar doesn’t seem to treat Pete super great :’(. She kinda pushes him away after he hands her the phone, and he instantly assumes that she’s telling him to shut the fuck up. She is the sibling trying hardest to change and be healthier, but she did indeed inherit that Berzatto temper and fast pace to the point of rudeness

Carm’s “Did you hear I apologized? :D” is so funny to me

Carm will vent to Sugar when something happens that’s more in the mental side of things. He wants to be casual about it, doesn’t want to think too hard into how deeply fucked he is, but he needed to talk to someone about almost setting his apartment on fire

Apparently he sleep cooks “sometimes,” and that wasn’t the only time

We know that the breathing difficulties started “sometime in New York maybe?” and I feel like crying out of nowhere is a little more recent, but the nightmares could’ve started at any time, or maybe he was saying New York for all 3, who knows

“I don’t want to bother you.” When considering who to tell what, he does consider his perceived burden on the other person

“I was throwing up every day before work… kinda dug it.” This quote has naturally festered in my brain for the past couple months because it says so much about him. He experiences stress nausea and maybe it became an intentional way of gaining control and consistency in an environment that fought so hard to make him feel faceless and powerless. It shows how far he is willing to go for this. He’ll do whatever it takes, including making himself vomit from anxiety. In his mind, it helps him become a better chef. Could also illustrate his likely connection between perfection and suffering. He kinda dug it. He felt like that self-destruction was necessary for him to excel. I could go on all day

He stayed there because “People loved the food. It felt good.” Here’s his stated motivation. His actual motivation is some messed up combination of that and lot of stuff he talks about in his Al-Anon speech: the excitement of being that good at something for once, just keeping going, hoping that one day, Mikey would acknowledge how good he was at it. People loving the food was confirmation that he was really fucking good at this. More than anything though, he wanted Mike to love the food

When the health inspector reveals that a pack of cigarettes was left by the stove, it doesn’t cross his mind that it was him. He was the CDC at EMP, he wouldn’t make a mistake like that, but he did, and now, this is just reinforcing how fucked everything’s gotten, especially himself. He’s just the type of person who leaves cigarettes by stovetops now

And yeah, that’s 1x02 - Hands all good and done!! Again, I don’t know how far I’ll get with these, but they’re very fun

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