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Ok but like Rusty nail x milf reader 😍 if you can and you are comfortable with if you aren't please ignore ❤️ HAVEANICEDAYYYYY🫂
Of course darling! I hope it is to your liking!
Rusty nail x milf!reader
Warnings: metions of murder, breeding kink, cream pie, dry humping, oral
If there’s anything I missed lemme know.
Sfw
He definitely loves your kid..HE'S THE DAD THAT STEPPED UP. He shows your son/daughter his truck. Their inside the truck and rusty is showing them around it letting them mess with the horn. He picks them up for school when he’s not on the road.
He loves caring for your kid. He'll fight another kid if they’re bullying your son/daughter. Like he will definitely fight someone’s dad if he has to. He takes the father role very seriously. They are his own now, he doesn’t care if they aren’t his blood. They are his, no ifs ands or buts.
“If I find out your kid is hurting my son/daughter again it’ll be your ass that’ll have to deal with me”
When he is on the road he loves calling and FaceTiming. It makes him happy to see your son/daughter get so excited to hear or see him. Your kid definitely steals the phone just to talk to him. You have to fight them just to get the phone back.
“Give the phone back to momma now okay?”
I believe he has come home covered in blood once..that was difficult to explain to your son/daughter. His excuse is that he bump into paint. Yeahhhh you didn’t believe but at least your kid did.
You eventful find out that he murders people, but it doesn’t change how much you love him…at first you were concerned ya know considering he could get hurt. You will patch up any wound or scrap he has. It never ceases to amaze him. The way you care about him like no one ever has.
He basks in it, he act more hurt than he actually is. Just so he gets pampered.
He loves his lil family!
NSFW…
Alright here’s where things get a lil messy. He 100% has a breeding kink. You’ll be laying in bed. He just got out of a shower and your kid is tucked into bed. He’s immediately on you. You will not be getting out of bed tonight. He’ll be putting you in every position you will be knocked up by the end of the week.
“That’s it sugar…let daddy fill you up”
He loves seeing you filled with him. He really wants to see you pregnant. Covers your mouth so that you don’t wake up your son/daughter.
“Now keep that pretty mouth closed don’t want you waking up the little one”
Now if you do end up pregnant he will not leave you alone. Basically wants you to not lift a finger. He loves seeing your body grow…(loves your breasts). While your son/daughter is at school, he has you ride him on the couch. His eyes hardly leave your growing stomach. He is gentler when you're pregnant, he’s scared you’ll break.
Lots of dry humping, he's busy so are you . So that just means he’s gotta be quick..doesn’t mean you’re forgotten though he lives for making you come. He loves your pretty noises and how you look when you come.
“That’s it baby…let it out”
Your son/daughter has definitely accidentally walked in on you. That led to you having to tell your son/daughter that you two were just “hugging”.
“Yeah that’s what parents do…uh they hug”
Rusty is very possessive if he sees any of the other dads eyeing you or trying to flirt they may or may not end up dead. He doesn’t care if they have a family…that just means they deserve death more.
He leaves marks on you..EVERYWHERE. There is not a single place that hasn’t been marked by him. You’ll be getting weird looks from the other moms meanwhile rusty is just standing beside you smug…the little shit.
“Their just jealous cause there husbands would rather watch fucking football than fuck them”
He got slapped to the back of the head for saying that. He's just being honest! Some of the other moms have ogled rusty and it pisses you off. That’s when you show off his beautiful marks.
“Aw sugar was someone jealous. Don’t worry baby my Heart is yours”
He is a munch. When you two get alone time you will be a mess. Tears streaming down your cheek you hair a askew. You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve come. You’re body is shaking and you try to pull him off you and he just growls and slaps your thigh.
“Come on momma one more time”
Yeah he lied it wasn’t the last time. He loves how you taste.
He wears a hat that say I <3 milfs
#slashers#rusty nail x reader#rusty nail joyride#rusty nail#milf!reader#slasher smut#slasher x reader#x reader
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BLADE - There’s A Major Problem: I
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ(ꜱ) *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ
↳ you’re dragging around a dead body lol
ꜱᴛᴀʀʀɪɴɢ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ
↳ 『honkai: star rail』blade x gn!reader ft. silver wolf and kafka as emotional support
ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ
↳ a kinda (barely) angsty-hurty/comfort-maybe-ish-sorta (?) unpolished short-tiny-small-lazy fic where blade dies so you gotta drag him back home and wait for him to heal himself back to life or wtv
𑁍 ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 0.9k
ɴᴏᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ
↳ this is based on a dream i had abt him lol anyway i have like 5 diff fics i’m writing and i have only this one finished lmfaooo anyway anyway i also wanted to say sorry for not posting anything in 10 whole days i’ve been a little unmotivated but i’m not gonna be posting for a bit as i’ll be having some family members visiting and unfortunately they speak english and might catch me writing these… HSR x reader fanfics are not something i’d like them to know i write 😍😍 ANYWAY ANYWAY ANYWAY THEY’RE COMING TODAY SO I DECIDED TO CUT THE FIC SHORT MAYBE I’LL CONTINUE IT SOON THOUGH
“Blade, I promise. I’ll always be there to clean you up and take care of you when you’re hurt.”
It feels like years since you made that promise to him. And you regret it. You didn’t know what you were getting into by involving yourself with this man. Blood soaks into your shirt as you look down at him. He’s definitely dead. While you knew of his immortality and regenerative abilities, you can’t help but be a little worried. What if… he doesn’t wake up this time? Blade would certainly want that, but you’re not sure what you’d do without him. His features are soft in the gentle starlight, and he looks… at peace. The only other times you could see him like this were when he was sleeping. After a few more minutes of just admiring him, you remember what you’re supposed to be doing. Your hands grab him from under his arms, pulling him along the cold ground, huffing as you do so.
“Why did you have to go get yourself killed…” you mutter to yourself. Blade is far too heavy for you to carry, so you’re forced to drag him around instead. Even then, it’s a demanding task. Your home was still around a couple of kilometres (roughly a mile) away. You felt like a murderer, bringing around the bloodied body and leaving trails of blood. How were you meant to go back to your neighbourhood like this? Your clothes and hands soaked in scarlet fluid, a dead man in your arms. Under the cover of night, perhaps no one would notice. You grunt as you hoist Blade up a few steps of stairs. Walking backwards, you don’t realize that you’re about to walk into a wall. Until you bump against it, of course.
You crash down to the floor, a piercing pain attacking your skull. Leaning against the wall, you try to lift Blade onto your lap. The effort of lugging him around and the throbbing pain in your head leave you huffing for air. You wipe your crimson hands on your thighs before hugging Blade against you.
“Do you have to be so reckless, Blade…?” You shut your eyes tight, trying in vain to block out the headache. “How am I meant to take care of you…” You hold him close, your face pressing into his back and his dark raven hair.
“I made a promise to you. So, now… I have to take you back home. Try to make this easy for me, okay?” His familiar scent filling your lungs is almost enough to make you completely forget that he’s a corpse as of now. Blood pools around you, soaking almost every inch of fabric covering you. Is it normal for someone to have this much blood? You can’t even tell where it’s coming from, seeming to just flow out of him.
“I love you…” you whisper, planting a gentle kiss on his head. Closing your eyes again, you try to catch your breath before having to drag him off again. When you finally decide to get up, the light of the stars seems to illuminate a path for you, leading the way home. Maybe that’s why they call it Stargazer Navalia.
After a few more minutes of struggling, your pocket buzzes. You’d forgotten that you were keeping Blade’s phone on you. Quickly reaching for the phone, you realize that it could only be one of the Stellaron Hunters.
You put the phone down and breathe out. Both at Silver Wolf’s ridiculousness and in relief that you won’t have to lug around Blade alone anymore. ‘Dear beloved one and only’ is a huge stretch. Though, it was a little nice for her to recognize your… relationship. The Stellaron Hunters were almost like your in-laws, after all.
“Blade? We’re gonna be home soon. Kafka said she’d come help me out.” You can’t help but let out a little chuckle. “I’m so helpless… I can’t even bring you back by myself. At least you’ll be safe soon, though. You’ll be in bed and awake before you know it, Bladie.”
He hated that nickname — saying it reminded him of someone he’d rather not associate with you — but you couldn’t help but call him it sometimes.
Knowing that Kafka is on her way, you decided to settle down for a little and wait for her. But before you can even sit, Blade’s phone vibrates with another notification.
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#blade honkai#honkai: star rail#honkai star rail#blade x you#blade x reader#/e dance3#grrr i love indulgent self insert fics so much I can’t stop writing them#.forestfics ☆
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could you write a Vash x fem reader smut where she has big titties.. what would he do with them? i like to imagine he loves watching them bounce as he fucks her missionary and as she’s riding him 😍
Normally I don’t accept requests when my inbox is closed but I liked this one a lot so :p but usually I’ll either ignore late requests until my inbox is open or delete them—so just keep that in mind! But here is a small drabble I wrote :) hope you guys enjoy.
TW Explicit Sexual Content Ahead
He loves any body really, let's not lie. Small tits, big tits, who cares? Your body is the least of his concern—he’s mostly concerned with your safety, happiness, and comfort. A lover with small tits, awesome! Big tits? Perfect! Something in between? He loves it. But if his lover does have big titties then yes, he adores watching his partner as they do anything; especially when they’re bouncing on his cock as he fucks them—god, it’s a sight he’ll never get sick of. The first time he saw your tits, he was mesmerized to say the least. You had to snap your fingers and grab his chin, pulling his head up and tell him that staring is rude. He blushed such a deep red you almost thought a blood vessel broke. He loves watching, just seeing the sight before him; because really, deep down, he feels as if he doesn’t deserve to touch you, much less indulge in the pleasure your flesh brings him. All you have to do to get him over that, though, is grab his hand and press it against your chest and smile—he’s all yours after that. Besides watching he loves groping and playing with your nipples like it’s a toy just for him to enjoy—he adores the mewling and crying that leaves your lips. . . it’s so pretty he can’t help but tug a little harder, maybe use his tongue in a way he never would’ve thought to before he met you. He’ll get embarrassed though, quickly bringing his hands back to cover his face. “Baby,” you’ll have to grab his hands, “please make me feel good~, please?” He can’t deny you, he can never deny you. After groping and sucking, perhaps his next favorite thing is to bite—and oh god, he feels really guilty about this. He shouldn’t hurt you. He shouldn’t hurt you. He shouldn’t hurt you. He shouldn’t hurt you. He shouldn’t—please please, just one bite and he won’t draw blood and he won’t cause pain, he just wants to rest his teeth against your flesh? Is that okay? It’s okay if not! He’ll never ever hurt you, he promises he does, he really does! To get this information out of him though, it’ll be tough. His mind will have to be clouded with pleasure, lost to the desire of you, and even then he’ll cry once he admits it because he should never have the urge to hurt you. Please tell him he’s okay. . . please do. . . he feels so guilty. And even if you comfort him, he probably will never take part in this primal desire he has. One thing he will do though, after lots of coaxing, is cum on your tits. He loved doing that. Seeing his seed dripping down your collarbones, pooling in the center of your chest, curling around your curves and skin. If he’s being honest, it’s enough to rile him up again for another round. He also just loves laying his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat. . . bum. . . badum. . . bum. . . You’re so soft and warm, he’ll fall asleep quicker than he ever has in your life. Sometimes when he’s stressed he’ll just ask to touch you. He’ll knead your chest like a stress ball, hands gently tucked under your shirt. He’s such a good boy. Isn’t he?
#trigun#vash#vash the stampede#trigun stampede#trigun vash#vash x reader#vash stampede#Vash x you#vash x y/n#Vash the stampede x reader#vash the stampede x you#vash the stampede x y/n#trigun x reader#trigun x you
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The Ticklish Abs 🍫
A devious thought that keeps popping into my head whenever I see this gif. Imagine your cute, deathly ticklish friend says they wanna tighten up their core for the summer. You volunteer to help and convince them to trust you to wrap them up completely making them of no help to themselves. They ask what the hell you’re doing. “Didn’t you say you want to tone you’re core?” You ask them. They’re even more confused when you peel away the wrap that covers only their tummy, leaving exactly their mid section exposed😌
Everywhere else on their body is warm but they can feel change of temperature on their vulnerable little tummy. You begin to warm them up, priming them by stroking your fingers over their freakishly sensitive belly and they immediately jerk as far back as their imaginations allows them to believe that they can go, as they are securely wrapped in place. With desperation in their eyes the begging and pleasing begins, all falling on deaf ears. A toned tummy you want, a toned tummy I shall deliver. And as if made into an art, you begin to dig deep into the depths of their soft, nerve riddled tummy. Digging, probing, kneading, and stimulating every possible strand of muscle fiber that laid dormant in their core. Their laughing is fever pitch, hysterics. Tears in their eyes they holler, scream and convulse.
But this is perfect, the method is working. They’re burning so many calories while engaging their core muscles like never before every time they laugh or scream or BEG from the depths of their lungs 😩
You keep them in this state for a month, feeding them on the proper diet, high protein, low carbs, lots of veggies and lemon water. Forcing them back into their restraints for four hours each day, two in the morning and two In the evening.
The mind melting tickling at the end of the first week would begin to be targeted. Focusing on even one ab at a time. “I forgot to ask, do you want a six or eight pack?” In their delirious state they made the mistake to answer “eight🥴”. Perfect 😌… Each of the eight desired ab muscles got two target hours of pure unrestrained muscle developing tickling. Destroy muscle fibers, filling them with blood then allowing it to heal wile another ab gets the very same treatment. ☺️☺️☺️
An entire month of conditioning passed and the abs began to pop perfectly and form so beautifully 😍✨ Just a few final touches to make her right as rain. LOOK AT THEM, I’m so proud 🥹🥹🥹 … and for all her suffering she looks soo happy doesn’t she???🥹
Unfortunately, there was an unexpected side effect of this form of deep tissue muscle stimulation😳. Though the goal was accomplished and their abs were formed neatly and tightly, due the constant stimulation of the muscle fibers the tissue and nerves have somehow remembered and and retained the very sensation which brought them to be in the first place YIKES 😳!!!!
This means *GULPS* now that the abs have been formed, any use of them in core engagement, delivers the same overwhelming, torturous tickle sensation😭😭😭. If they breathe, cough, twist, sit up or even FLEX their hard earned abs it delivers such a ticklish jolt that they immediately cease movement 😭😭… They’ve been TRAPPED, tickled to get muscles, that will now tickle them on their own… forever.💋🫦☺️💕😘💦❤️👅
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I don't know if you enjoy reading pregnant OC or reader stuff, but do you know how my mom found out she was pregnant? (Note apparently she was very very irregular, which I inherited).
It was NOT her peeing a lot more then normal (she thought it was because she was trying to increase her water intake and it was a natural side effect).
It was NOT her suddenly thinking the smell of hamburger meat was the worst thing in the world (she thought it was just bad and that the store must of had a bad batch...3 times and then her and my dad swore it off. My dad had no clue cause he had his nose broken more then once and claims since then he can't smell accurately). (Lucky her she never had morning sickness)
It was NOT her crying once a week (while she is stoic, she thought it was because she had been reading a book series that had multiple people dying or tragic events that just got her).
It was her fainting at work and being taken to the hospital. Apparently my dad showed up panicked and was like "IS SHE DYING WHATS GOING ON" and both him and her still had no clue until the doc came in and was like "hey you fainted cause your iron is low cause you're pregnant"
Now imagine this but Eddie. Or Steve. After many times of acting out their breeding kinks it actually stuck
my parents are two bumbling idiots in love (they are actually very smart but both had plausible explanations for everything) and that is the core of both Eddie and Steve romances.
Omg!!! I love pregnant stories! I do wanna be a mom eventually so this is so lovely! And thank you for sharing about your parents 😍
Your mom reminds me of those women on I didn’t know I was pregnant who don’t know they’re having a kid until it’s time to give birth 😭 I think this show is on TLC and you know they’ll put anything on tv
And why do those amazon kindle books always have someone find out they’re pregnant/give birth with the most outrageous/near death experiences?????
But yeah I can so imagine Eddie or Steve raw doggin you and being like “I’m gonna put a baby in you. Wanna see you full with my kid.” But it’s all play! You haven’t planned for kids yet!
So when you start having all these weird symptoms but you don’t question anything. You’re still taking your birth control pills and you’re spotting a bit but you’ve always been irregular.
But you pass out in front of Robin and she goes “don’t die Steve will kill me if you’re dead loser” 😭 and Steve rushes into the ER and you just blurt out you’re pregnant and he’s so in shock and robins know the back giggling “guess you won’t be the only one calling him daddy now huh” 😭 A MENACE
Now with Eddie I can see you really not knowing you’re pregnant until it’s time to give birth. You had no symptoms, hardly any physical body changes typical with pregnancy. But you have a really bad stomach ache at the hideout. They just started serving some new menu items to bring in more customers and you’re hunched over on the toilet.
Dustin (who really shouldn’t be in this bar 😭) is coming back from the bathroom himself and he hears you groaning. After everything they’ve been through he’s not taking any chances. So he goes in the bathroom and sees you covered in sweat with the stall open and he’s like “I’ll get Eddie” but he’s on stage with the CC boys to a sold out crowd so you tell him “there’s no time! You need to help me Henderson! Get in here!”
He has the highest grade in health class but everything he knows is on dolls and diagrams. It’s so chaotic in this bathroom! He gags and almost passes out himself. but he pulls through and helps you give birth to your first kid with Eddie.
Back at the bar the group wonder where you two wandered off. When they all see dustin covered in blood they panic thinking the worst but he takes everyone to the bathroom to see you holding a baby in Dustin’s jacket. At the hospital you and Eddie ask dustin to be your baby’s godfather 😭
So when my mom was giving birth to me there was this medical student group coming by that wanted to see a live birth and she was hell no gtfo 💀 so her doctor kicked them out. And after my birth she asked for a coke 😭 apparently you can’t have coke when pregnant so she was drinking sprite for 9 months! The torture 😭
#eddie munson/reader#eddie munson fem!reader#fem reader#pregnant!reader#steve harrington x female reader#eddie munson x female reader#steve harrington/female reader#steve harrington/fem!reader#steve harrington/you#steve harrington/reader#steve harrington fanfic#eddie munson fan fiction
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Happy Jowan Monday
Here, have some Ex-Tranquil Jowan and Company™️ goodness. Oh, and they’re recruiting Zevran too😍 Jowan was the one to knock Zev out, without any magic.
“Ah…and here I thought you were a caged bird, with broken wings.”
“What is that supposed to mean? Speak plainly or don’t speak at all.” Jowan’s frown reached his tone and the others nodded in agreement. Even Alistair.
“Come now, you know what I meant…blood mage.”
“You call him that again and you won’t live to regret it.” Maeve gripped her staff even as it was pointed at the elf.
“He works for Loghain, Maeve.” Jowan flinched a little when he said the regent’s name.
“Oh, great.” Alistair grumbled.
“You remember me, then?” The elf asked. “I remember you as well. You were different then. Younger, but more…forlorn.”
“I was fighting a losing battle-for my freedom. Now that I’ve earned it, and found a reason to live, I’m not going down without a fight.” Jowan replied with newfound courage. There was a sparkle in the formerly Tranquil mage’s eye. The Chantry truly hadn’t destroyed him, no matter how hard they’d tried.
“Ah, as it seems your life has been spared despite the odds, mine is now forfeit. I have failed my mission so it seems. If you do not kill me the Crows will.”
Maeve’s eyes narrowed. “Not to state the obvious but you just tried to kill all of us. Do you really expect any mercy?” Flames flickered to life at the end of her staff, at the ready should she chose to cast. The bound elf flinched away and something inside Jowan snapped.
“Wait, don’t do it!” He pushed her staff away, singeing his own hand in the process.
“Jowan, what the absolute fuck?” Fen’Asha blurted out. Everyone who grew up in Kinloch Hold collective flinched as she swore. Wynne shot her a pointed look.
“No more bloodshed, please!”
“Cheap talk coming from a literal blood mage.” Their prisoner said, looking Maeve directly in the eyes.
“Wait, wait, wait. You want us to kill you, don’t you?”Fen’Asha asked. She stepped forward towards them, Maeve had lowered her staff and was now fumbling with a healing salve from her pack, presumably for Jowan’s hand.
“What makes you think that, Ash? He just tried to-“
“We know, Alistair. We know. But if he really is a Crow they’ll probably torture him. It’s what they probably do if one of their people fails a contract, if they aren’t caught and subsequently executed. So we aren’t killing him. It’s not really what he wants. It’s a lesser of two evils. Isn’t it? What say you, fellow elf?”
“You know of the Crows. I see.” The asssasin considered the new information and then sighed.
“How?” Leliana asked. “I’ve heard similar stories of the Antivan assassins but I thought they were just tales to frighten children.”
“If it’s true then we have to protect him!” Jowan trembled a bit and then Maeve steadied him by rubbing his shoulders gently.
“The elven mage speaks the truth. I do not think the Crows would take kindly to a report that I failed a contract and survived to spread news of it.”
“Ash, we can’t exactly just forget he just tried to murder us all.” Kyle stepped over the body of another assassin and Jowan began to shake again.
“Right but if we kill him now, we become as bad as he is.”
“Forgive me, amigo, but you and your friends are already covered in blood. And this is not the first time-“
“Please don’t remind me.” Jowan snarled.
“So what do we do, comrades?” Maeve asked as she got the healing salve onto Jowan’s burnt hand.
“I don’t want to kill this guy either but we can’t just let him off-“
“Why not? You more or less turned a blind eye to Jowan’s crimes, my dear Amell.” Wynne said as she chuckled sarcastically.
“Listen-“ Jowan went pale.
Maeve stopped rubbing his shoulders and wrapped her arms around him, and Jowan returned the embrace. It didn’t last long and once he was reassured she was not going to let him deal with this dilemma alone, they both let go.
“Wynne, I understand where you’re coming from but Jowan was not exactly a stranger, now, was he? I grew up with him. You practically raised him. We don’t know what this assassin will do. Aside from attempt to finish the job.”
“I think I know when I’ve been bested, my good lady. But I could be of aid to you and your company if you would have me?” The elf asked. When he called her a lady everyone collectively held their breath, and as if on cue, Maeve responded.
“Please don’t call me that. I’m not a lady, I’m a mage.”
“My apologies. My offer still stands. I failed to kill you so my mission is forfeit along with my life. Should the Crows track me down it will not end well for me, as your friend said, I have seen it happen. Very messy.”
Maeve looked to Alistair and then Fen’Asha whose expression was softer than she’d ever seen it.
Alistair didn’t look pleased or swayed.
Morrigan looked distrustful but not angry. Jowan squeezed Maeve’s hand gently. “He deserves a chance I suppose. I can’t advocate for killing someone who’s tied up at my feet. Even someone I don’t trust.”
“Jowan, do you see yourself in him?”Maeve asked him, looking into his eyes kindly but firmly.
“I do, a little.” The ex-tranquil sounded a bit embarrassed but he did not falter.
“Then he will live. We can protect him and in turn he can help us end the Blight. We don’t act out of vengeance.”
“You have my gratitude and my respect, Grey Warden. I will not disappoint.” The elf didn’t break eye contact with Maeve.
“Ah, yes. Well we should probably inspect our meals more closely from now on.” Morrigan said softly.
Alistair nodded. “We can finally agree on something!”
“Someone tell the Chantry, they need to put it on the calendar!” Jowan rolled his eyes and Maeve grinned at him softly.
“I hate to be rude but it would be difficult to fight darkspawn with my hands tied as they are-“ the assassin’s request was met with a scoff from Morrigan and a slight chuckle from Leliana.
“I can take care of that for you. But mind yourself. Not everyone trusts you. What is your name?” Ash asked.
“Zevran Arainai. Zev to my friends.” He replied as she got to work undoing the crude knots that bound the elf’s wrists. He sounded dazed and she knew better than to assume he was just tired.
“Need a hand?” Ash asked once he was free.
“I think Jowan knocked him on his arse a little.”
Kyle said with amusement in his tone.
“I’m sorry I hurt you. But I’ll do it again if you give me a reason.” Jowan said softly.
“Fair enough, mi amigo. Please help me be rid of this headache.”Zevran sounded more dazed.
“Okay, definitely has a concussion.” Ash placed a hand on the other elf’s forehead and pressed a thumb over the temple Jowan had struck and began to cast.
#jowan#dragon age origins#dragon age#jowan dragon age#maeve amell#dragon age fic#jowan monday#justice for jowan#ambiguousrubbish#Caro writes
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Do you ever watch something and be like, it's a shame youre a murderous prick because you have a gorgeous face
Oh no
When I see a man that’s a murderer I instantly think “he would kill ppl for me 😍”
I’m such a romantic like (IF ITS A FICTIONAL CHARACTER) I honestly could not care less if they’re a murderer
Like I said I love a man covered in blood
I’m not giving any examples bc y’all will judge me hardcore
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Hello, hello ! If you still do the shipping ask, can I send your way:
- Yuliyachan (19), nice girl pretending to be mean but she is bad at refusing people. The type to pretend to be someone she's not if it makes those she cares about happier ! Also, a good singer.
- Or Rodrigue (≈600), Oldie who thinks he wants to be left alone (he doesn't) because he is a terrible person. He gets very attached to those who stay around him even after knowing his deeds.
You can pick which one you want to talk about, and also, power to you for your essay !!!
Yuliya
* Oh Yuliya would so go on Lucero’s radar.
* Hear me out it’s tsundere/tsundere😭 gives them 93478474 misunderstandings for them to bicker or agonize over.
* ON THE LEVEL OF THE STAGE…I can see Luce leaving little trinkets next to Yuliya’s dorm after a performance🤪 Giving elementary crush vibes LMAO
* Also knowing how high Lucero’s notes can go I can see them duetting to La Seine🥸 tech can wear the same outfits too TEEHEE
Rodrigue
* I offer old vampire an old sheep-monster (Rin)
* DUSTS OFF THE IMMORALITY ANGST when u both find solace in knowing the other is also covered in as much blood as you😍😍😍
* the way rin likes to be left alone too💀 has them constantly run into Rodrigue in their break spots. Mby even allow him to sit alongside them ehe
* Also can I say they’re giving cannibalism romance or no. Hm. stews.
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100 Fics for A 100 Followers😍 (1-10)
I made it to 100 followers!!!!🥺😍 I’m in shock and I’m awe! This page was just a place to enjoy being in different fandoms and just enjoying myself! And then a friend told me to start doing fic recs and I really thought I wasn’t going to enjoy doing them and turns out it was exactly what I needed. A place to share all the amazing works that everyone in this fandom does!!! So in honor of this crazy milestone for me I’m going to to rec 100 stories!
Now for my sanity I’m going to do 10 recs of 10 fics😇😇
So without further ado here are the first 10….
Life in the Flicker by wanderingeyre - (Rating: T, Words: 24595, sterek)
The wolf’s fur is softer than even Stiles could have imagined, like clouds and baby bunnies, and Stiles cards his fingers through the ruff at the wolf’s neck. The wolf whines and leans into the caress and Stiles can feel his eyes fill. He stands there, crying with the wolf leaning into his legs and his hand fisted in the wolf’s fur.
God, what a night. Stiles unlocks the door. “I hope you’re housebroken.”
The Heatwave by halcyon1993 - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 6135, sterek)
The denizens of Beacon Hills are all were-creatures whose heats and ruts take place on the full moon. Omega werefox Stiles Stilinski has always wanted alpha werewolf Derek Hale to be his, and he won’t go through another moon cycle without him.
It's In Our Lungs, Our Blood by xxjinchuurikixx - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 9954, sterek)
“It’s… it’s amplifying urges. Primal urges influenced by thoughts my wolf has already had.”
“So… so, do you want me? Did you… before?”
“Yes, Stiles. Always.”
“Then let me help.”
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Derek gets hit by some sex pollen, and only Stiles can work it out of his system.
Fire Beneath My Skin by happyevraftr - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 5997, sterek)
Omegaverse of sorts. Stiles is a rare find- one of the few Omega males left in the world. It’s never been a problem before, but now there’s werewolves around and he’s about to go into Heat. Chaos ensues when Derek shows up at his window unexpected.
Derek Hale Is Not Romantic by ash_mcj - (Rating: T, Words: 3507, sterek)
Derek Hale is not romantic. He’s not. Sure, he cares about Stiles...he guesses he has changed a little as a side effect of dating the guy. But he has not become, and will never become, one of those stupid romantic boyfriends.
[or: Derek (and his pack) realize that he has totally become a hopelessly romantic boyfriend]
(For~ Sterek Valentine Week 2021; Day 1: Hopeless Romantic)
In Any Version of Reality by alisvolatpropiis - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 39853, sterek)
Standing next to not-Derek – whoa, holding not-Derek’s hand? – is someone who looks remarkably like Stiles. Is Stiles, a slightly-altered replica, just like this guy both is and isn't Derek.
It’s not like looking into a mirror – one, because looking into a mirror actually makes some kind of sense, and two, because not-Stiles looks older too, mid twenties maybe. And the tips of his short, spiky hair are dark purple, and he’s got a lip ring and he’s shirtless and covered in tattoos and what the holy hell?
“Time travel?" He's sufficiently freaked. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he hears his dad laughing.
“Not exactly,” not-Derek says, and shit, even his voice sounds exactly the same, disconcertingly gentle. He gestures behind him, and Stiles looks over his shoulder, where behind him, scattered across the porch and in the front yard, are more…Dereks and more Stileses.
Fourteen total, including the two at the door, he notes distantly, eyes feeling like they’re about to pop out of his head from bulging so hard.
Seven other Dereks. Seven other Stileses.
Seven Derek and Stiles pairs.
It's Called Courting by AMatchInWater - (Rating: T, Words: 1420, sterek)
Stiles has a crush on Derek and refuses to believe it could be reciprocated....meanwhile Derek has been courting him this whole time.
The Child Inside by nightlight9 - (Rating: G, Words: 1654, sterek)
The witch had been hoping to turn him into something monstrous when she cast the spell on Derek; Stiles could have laughed at her attempt. The spell was crafted to reveal Derek’s true nature and to bring it to the surface, transforming him into whatever shape it took. She had been hoping that he was an angry monster inside, but Stiles knew better. Derek wasn’t a monster. Nothing about him was ever monstrous.
Of course, Stiles hadn’t really expected this outcome either.
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In which Derek is de-aged and Stiles takes care of him
Easy Trouble by Survivah - (Rating: Mature, Words: 55953, sterek)
Derek+Stiles+fairies = love spell
"Make love to me," Derek demands.
What.
Fill Me In by cloudsarefluffy - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 7900, sterek)
Anon asked: How about a Sterek prompt right after Derek becomes an alpha. After that everything about Derek is so much more; his muscles are bloated in size, his cock and balls are huge, and even the amount he comes is enormous. Do size kink and Stiles worshiping Derek while Derek humiliates Stiles about their size difference until Stiles comes on him. Then Derek makes him lick it off of him. And add any other kinks or such that you'd like!
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The night that Peter Hale died and Derek became the alpha — his eyes flashing red, locking onto Stiles as he gritted out, “I’m the alpha now" — everything changed.
Derek changed.
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hi bestie!! so i forgot to tell u but i finsihed scream a few days ago, the most recent one. it was good!! so good
(spoiler alert) i knew ethan was gf alr because i saw it around, but i genuinely didn’t expect quinn or the police guy. when kirby put the trap in and was like nobody can get out or in i was like ya ur for sure the killer. idk how they snuck in but that was crazyyy. i forgot kirby from the other scream movie, but her being older is so badass and she’s so 😍😘
near the ending, where tara and sam both are acting cruel and killing?? so fine. them covered in blood? banging my head and drooling. honestly sam is so attractive and idk how i didn’t see it before (u opened my eyes fr) but tara in blood just makes me go insane
bro, where anika gets killed? i’m like goddamn because it was so brutal, like the ladder just shaking and shaking and gf being violent asf. i honestly giggled a bit but i was shocked because wowza 😯 different ghostface fr, they had the spite and hatred in them. their motive is actually good—thank god, i got tired of the remakes and fame motives—considering it was logical, but.. why didn’t they js have a normal son?? like u do realize richie was a killer, right? they’re not to blame
the scene with gale made me scream at my phone, no joke. i was like no gale no!! girlboss thru it u got this!! i’m so glad they didn’t confirm or deny her death because in my mind she will always be a w 💆♀️ the original trio top frfr, i was sad when dewey died. i love them all sm and they’re so bae 😍
chad and tara’s romance? should’ve been me. lowkey replacing chad w myself the entire time. HELP WHEN THEY KISSED AND TARA GOT STABBED LMAOAO it was so so funny 2 me.. like i would’ve protected u babygirl. but damn chad beat him up so badly i was cheering him on . bro gf was so fast?!! i wonder which one it was, cus during both gale and every chase mf be zooming
anyways i loved the movie!! the franchise is so good and has alyways been my favorite. sorry 4 ranting but this was a great experience and i js thoucht to share it w u
Hii omg I'm so glad you liked it because it really is a great movie !!
I suspected the police guy right away lol and yes Kirby is such a babe <3
Tara and Sam killing and covered in blood is my new sexuality fr
And omg YES, you liking Sam <3333
Bro Anika's death literally broke my heart, girl didn't deserve it 😭
I too was really relieved that Gale didn't die, and even tho I haven't watched the other movies, Dewey's death broke my heart too :(
The Tara and Chad romance had me wanting to scratch my eyeballs out, it was massively underdeveloped and completely out of nowhere, it made no sense at all...
Not u laughing when Tara got stabbed LOL but yeah it was kind of funny
Always feel free to share things with me ily <33
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Oooooh! This show is getting interesting!
•I love the mystery going on with Sunny and her son.
•Sunny’s ruthless, letting that backpacker choke to death on his own blood. She just sat there and watched. Creepy. I can’t wait to find out more about her and her family.
•Cassie, looking gorgeous as always🥰
•The other people interest me too, like that couple. They have a gun and something about some missing money.
•And Avery snooping around their tent but was more interested in the girl’s diary than the gun. Interesting…🧐
•This missing backpacker is definitely connected to the serial killer 20 years
•I like Beau even more! He’s funny.
•Although I found myself not really caring about Jenny and Beau’s case. Every time their scenes came on, I just wanted to go back to Cassie or Sunny or the backpackers
•Why is Emily snooping so much? Filming everything? It’s going to get her in trouble like it did at the end.
•At the beginning of the episode when Beau had Jenny go help Tonya with the squatter, of course she was mad she had to help Tonya, but I noticed some quick weird expression from Jenny when Beau mentioned he was going to help Cassie. I know they’re probably gonna go a Jenny/Beau (Ew. Snore), but imagine if it was because she was wondering why Cassie didn’t call her. I wonder that too.
•Also, WHY THE HECK WAS THE BOYFRIEND COVERED IN BLOOD?? and WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS GIRLFRIEND??
•Also did I mention that KYLIE BUNBURY IS ONE OF THE MOST GORGEOUS WOMEN IVE EVER SEEN!!! Every scene, just 😍🥰😘😍
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Zombeh Attack
A/N: silly oc insert 😋😋😋
(If you don’t know what my oc look like just go to the pinned post)
Zombie Matt is so😍😍🥰🥰🥰
Nobody POV:
“Oh no! We hit that person!” Edd stood ontop of the car as he’d look at the body.
“Big bloody deal, That person busted our car!” Tord said in annoyance as he sat down next to the car, Matt sitting onto of the car, resting his arm on one of the tires while Tom and Dao stood next to the car.
“I wonder what’s the reason that guy looked so terrified and bloody..” Dao mumbled in concern.
“We’ll have to get a repair kit from the garage.” Tom spoke.
“Maybe there’s one in that town over there.” Edd suggested as he pointed toward a mysterious town.
“Hm, I wonder why all the graves are all empty.” Matt ask in a curious tone.
“Now that you mention it, it’s kinda..odd.” Dao replied as she’d walk along the gang, observing each grave along the way.
“Who cares?” Tom replied.
They eventually stopped at the entrance as they look up at the sign written “Bittensborugh” The street was empty.
“Is it me or why are there blood on the floor..?” Dao asked in concern, but nobody seems to question it.
BITTENSBORUGH-MAIN STREET
“Hey! There’s someone, I’ll ask him for directions.” Matt suddenly spoke before approaching a random man.
“Wait Matt No!—” Dao tried to stop him but it was too late.
“Excuse me, but Do you know where—AHHH!” Matt screamed in pain as his right arm was bitten off by the person, turned out that man was a zombie! Matt fell to the ground as he was dead.
“MATT!” Dao called out in shock as she froze in horror, covering her mouth, wanting to throw up as she looked at the pool of blood that was pouring out of Matt.
“Oh my god, he bit off his arm!” Tord said in shock.
“Run away!” Edd quickly shouted as the four of them quickly ran to safety.
“I Think…We lost…them…” Tom said in between breaths as he leaned onto the wall, Edd, Tord, and Dao stood next to him as they all tried to catch their breath.
Tom’s eyes suddenly widen, Along with Dao and Edd. Tord was confused when he suddenly looked at the gas station full of zombies, a zombie then commanded the others to attack the gang as they began to approach them.
“Oh my god, They’re getting closer!” Tord panic as the horde of zombie moved slowly toward them.
“Run away again!” Edd shouted as they began to run again.
After they were out of the zombie sight, Tord spoke up.
“Hm, we should find a safe base to hide in” Tord suggested.
“Yeah, but it’ll need to be camouflaged.” Tom agreed.
3 HOURS LATER..
The gang hid inside the Portaloo, it was pretty big, allowing them to fit in. It was uncomfortable or anything
“Perhaps we should go look for weapons. Tom, why don’t you go outside and see where we can get some?” Edd spoke as he’d point at the hole ontop of the Portaloo.
“Hm..hm..Ah hah!” Tom spotted a Mall as he’d look back into the portaloo with a smile.
“Let’s go looting!” Tom spoke in a high-pitched voice.
“Okay.” Edd agreed after a second of silence.
The three began to search for weapons, Edd found a chainsaw as he’d riled it up, Tom got a shovel, Dao got an axe and Tord held up a gun as he smiled. But The three of them look at Tord irritatedly, clearly not allowing Tord to use a gun since they know how crazy Tord can get if he uses a gun so Tord grabs a fork and spoon instead.
They finally walked out of the mall with their weapons as they walked back to the gas station.
“Okay, We have to attack by surprise. Tom you take the left, I’ll will take the right, you two’ll take the middle.” Tord spoke.
“Ready? Go!” Tord commanded as they jumped from their hiding place, they noticed that the gas station was empty as they look dumbfounded.
“Well, Atleast we found the repair kit.” Tom spoke as he’d held up a repair kit.
They all turn their back as their eyes widen by the horde of zombie..
“MATT?!” Dao look surprised as she raised her brow.
“Indubitably!” Matt gave a thumb up, He was a zombie, his right arm was missing, his skin were green and his teeth were sharp.
“But why?!” Edd asked.
“Getting kinda bored there, laying head down in the gutter, festering..” Matt made a sad expression as he’d explained.
The gang stood there, it’s was pretty awkward.
“Attack, My zombie acquaintances!” Matt commanded as he’d pointed toward the gang.
Dao, Tord, and Tom began to fight the zombies horde, hitting the zombie’s head with his shovel, Edd stabbing the chainsaw into the zombie’s body before riling it up Splitting the zombie in half, Tord hit the zombie with a fork, Dao swinging her axe around making sure no zombie get too close to her, splitting the zombie head in half with her axe.
A zombie tackled Tord and it bit Tord’s shoulder, sending him to the ground as the Zombie began to eat Tord’s flesh.
“TORD!” Dao’s eyes widen as she’d saw her friend getting eaten right in front of her, She’d continue to hit the zombie with her axe.
“NOO!! Not the coke machine!” Edd shouted dramatically.
“Ah screw this! Let’s get out of here!” Tom spoke as he’d back away from the zombie horde, the gang began to run.
“Come back you cowards!” Matt shouted.
The gang managed to repair the car as they get inside.
“Drive. Drive!” Tom commanded in hurry as he’d was shocked.
Edd start up the car as he’d began to drive, it was an awkward silence inbetween the three of them as Dao was still terrified of what happened earlier.
Suddenly a shadow appeared behind them..
“Oh my god..It’s T-T-Tord!” Dao spoke in surprise.
Zombie Tord then proceeded to jump at them..
(Tehee I was going to do Zombeh Nation first but the app crashed and I’m too lazy to write all of it again)
Here some silly oc insert art :3
#Eddsworld#Eddsworld OC#OC#EW#Matt#Edd#Tord#Tom#Zombie Matt#Zombie Tord#EW Matt#EW Tom#EW Edd#EW Tord#Eddsworld Matt#Eddsworld Tord#Eddsworld Edd#Eddsworld Tom#ew matt x oc
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Congrats Liv on 1k!!
I absolutely love reading your work!! Your latest dave fic is 😍🥵❤️
For your celebration requests could I request something with Javier Peña?!
"o my god, you're bleeding. am i supposed to put pressure here like i learned in health class in high school?" - "you're so cute when you panic, darling. maybe i should hurt myself more to see this new side of yours." - "are you being serious now? goddamit, i can't think straight!"
You are so talented and I look forward to reading more of your work ✨
Hi my love! You are so so incredibly kind, I am so thrilled and beyond flattered you love my work so <3 I got your second message about changing this to Marky instead of Javi, I hope you love it as much as I do <3
Darker Than Expected
Marcus Pike x Female Reader
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Word Count: 1.3k
Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) mentions/descriptions of injury and blood, established relationship, suggestive smut
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A/N: This is my first ever Marcus Pike fic! Who better to co-write it with than Marky’s girl herself? @moralesthots
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It’s okay, it’s not that bad. It’s okay, it’s not that bad. It’s okay, it’s not that bad.
Those six words are on repeat, running an endless track in your head. You’re frantic, doing everything you can to find the proper tools in order to help him and close the wound. Marcus continues to speak to you, trying to calm you down and help you realize the lack of urgency the situation needs. But your anxiety blocks him out, drowning out his words until they’re nothing but background noise.
It was meant to be a pleasant evening, a surprise for him, actually. Marcus had recently given you a key to his apartment, and to celebrate the new milestone in your relationship, you decided to surprise him after work by making his favorite dinner. You’d brought all of the necessary ingredients, even leaving work three hours early in order to prepare everything. He usually got off work at five, and it takes him roughly twenty minutes to get home. When five thirty rolled around, you thought nothing of it. Maybe there was traffic. When five forty-five came, you grew curious. But when 6 o’clock finally arrived? At that point, you were officially worried.
What threw you into a full-blown panic was when he finally stumbled through the door. A bit breathless, feet stumbling slightly, and his dress pants bloody.
When he saw you, he was confused. He wasn’t expecting you to be here. But he wasn’t upset by your presence, not at all, he was just… concerned. How would you react to seeing him like this? Your relationship had grown substantially within the past few months, which was the very reason he’d given you his extra key. But he feared that you seeing him like this would force you to face the reality of his career. Would you come to see that this relationship was more than you bargained for?
“Oh my god,” you gasped, your right hand reaching up to cover your mouth, deciding mid-motion to point to his wound instead. “You’re bleeding.”
He began to speak but you were already in motion. Immediately, you ran to the cabinet in his master bath, pulling out Marcus’ first-aid kit. You sprinted back to him, still standing in the entryway.
“Baby, come here.” you’d begged, taking him by the arm and pulling him over to the table.
Marcus followed you, eventually sitting down when the two of you were close enough to the chairs. He winced at the motion, the torn muscles in his leg moving as he sat. You ripped open the kit, pulling out gauze and alcohol wipes.
“Am I supposed to put pressure here? Like I learned in health class in high school?”
You were really murmuring to yourself, just like you are now. Your fingers fumble along his zipper, trying to get direct access to his wound. And that’s when Marcus’ breath gets caught in his throat. What was once worry now transforms into some sort of arousal, witnessing your incredibly nurturing side while your hands skim over his pants. Feeling you unzip them and pull them down his legs make him grow half-hard, almost wondering why you didn’t pull his boxers off, too.
“B - Baby,” he stutters out, “This, this isn’t the time.”
“Marcus,” you scoff, rolling your eyes. “Shut up, I’m trying to assess.”
“B - Baby,” he stutters out again. “It’s fine, I’m fine. Really, it’s, I’m okay.”
He’s trying to stay composed but at this point, your hands are roaming his bare sigh, cleaning up the wound and moving to grab bandages. It shouldn’t turn him on, seeing you tend to him like this, but it does. It definitely fucking does. It also doesn’t help that you’re on your knees between his legs.
You don’t even notice the bulge swiftly forming just beside your face, you’re too focused on him. He’s so smitten with you, seeing you look at his injury with such concern and tending to it with great care. It’s superficial, if he’s completely honest. Nothing life-threatening. But Jesus, if you aren’t treating it like it’s the end of the world.
She wants me. She cares about me.
“You’re so cute when you panic, darling.” he suddenly says, watching your continued concern. “Maybe I should hurt myself more to see this new side of yours.”
Your head snaps up, a look of disbelief on your face. “Are you being serious right now?”
And then, you look back down, feeling his blood trickle over your skin. All over again, you start to panic, quickly reaching for the gauze.
“Goddammit, I can’t think straight!”
Marcus’ sense of humor is certainly darker than expected. If only you knew how dark his fantasies got.
He stares down at you, completely frantic and worried. He hates to see you like this, and due to him, no less. So, he leans down to help you, wiping off his thigh while you finally bandage his wound.
“Marcus, I swear to god I’m going to lose it if you don’t take this seriously! You better not try getting hurt on purpose because I can’t handle losing you! Marcus, I need you.”
Almost pathetically, you feel yourself start to crumble. You cover your face with your hands, releasing a shaky sigh.
“Shit,” he mutters, eyes growing wide. He’s not sure what to do. “Baby, I’m sorry. This doesn’t happen often, I promise, sweetheart. I would never do anything like that on purpose, I’d never do anything to risk leaving you.”
Your hands remain on your face, chest rising as you take in a deep breath. When you don’t look up at him or respond at all, he kneels down, wincing slightly at the pain shooting through his leg. He gently grabs your forearms, pulling your hands away from your face.
“Baby,” he whispers, cupping your cheek when you finally meet his eyeline. “You are my everything, you have to know that. You have to know that, sweetheart.”
Marcus’ deeply concerned eyes flicker back and forth between yours, offering you a kind smile, one you almost instantly match.
“I can’t lie, baby, I love that you are taking care of me, but we can definitely figure out ways for you to do so, aside from me injuring myself.” He adds in the last bit with a small chuckle, the joke a shot in the dark but apparently one that lands when he hears you giggle.
“I’m sorry I got so upset, I just…” you look down and huff out a laugh, shaking your head. “Well, Marcus, you can be really clumsy.”
He scoffs playfully, rolling his eyes.
“Don’t tell me this injury wasn’t your doing.”
“Well… not on purpose.” he mutters, looking away.
“Seems like someone has to take care of you.” You tease, grinning at his blushing face.
“So that means you’ll stay, baby?”
“Stay? Where was I going?”
“I thought, I thought that maybe this scared you.” Marcus mumbles, unsure eyes now glancing down.
“It sure as hell did.” you snap, causing his gaze to dart back up and meet yours. “Which means, I need to make sure you’re okay.”
He melts inside at your words, the next ones making him a complete puddle on the ground.
“Why do you think I intend to stay?”
Thank you for reading <3
#Sweet Marky#Marcus Pike#Marcus Pike x you#Marcus Pike x reader#Marcus Pike x female reader#The Mentalist#The Mentalist Fanfiction
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There's no need to go all Jason! 😂😈 I've got what you crave covered 😉 please enjoy! 🥰😍❤
The Pillarmen celebrate Halloween 🎃🖤💀
(Under the cut for length!)
(Mild warning! Mentions of blood but that's just Esidisi doing what Esidisi do 😂🤪 Other than that; it's fake blood! Because it's Halloween! 🎃)
Kars:
• To be frank, Kars doesn't really understand all the hype of the Holiday.
• All the dressing up and the influx of "spooky" things and all the hustle for candy; he sees it as childish really.
• Mostly because of how very fake everything about it is.
• If you really wanted to see something scary he could tell (hell, show) you some really frightful stuff but nooooo! You Humans were so infatuated with skeletons and ghouls of all things you didn't want to see anything real and truly scary...
• When all the decorations and boxes of candy start hitting the shelves in August you can bet that he's probably the first to complain about it.
• He might try a little harder to hold his tongue on the matter however if you happen to be a Halloween enthusiast just so he's not raining all over your parade.
• He might even (begrudgingly) let you decorate the House if that's what you want (no matter how tacky he thinks it all looks)...
• With convincing, of course!
• Just be sure not to hang those fake cobwebs too low because if he walks into them one more time they're getting shredded.
• When the day comes, he's not exactly thrilled with the idea of strangers knocking on your door to ask for candy but he knows better than to protest.
• Besides... if there was one good thing that came out of this Holiday in his own opinion it was the odd chocolate he could sneak for himself when handing them out.
• But he'll never tell you that!
• "Trick or treat!" Kars frowned down at the child standing before him, a glass bowl of assorted candy cradled in his massive hands.
• "And what are you supposed to be?" He questioned, a plum eyebrow cocked. "I'm a vampire!" The kid feigned a hiss, proudly showing off their fake plastic fangs behind lips coated with fake red blood.
• "Is that so?" "Uh-huh! I drink BLOOD! Hiss!!!" Kars hummed quietly, lips pursed. This child had enthusiasm for sure...
• "In that case, your outfit is incomplete..." here he departed for just a moment before returning to the little "Vampire" waiting outside the door.
• "Here," he said, handing the child a stone mask along with a handful of candy and a pat on the head. "If you really want to be a Vampire you'll be needing this. Goodnight."
• Perhaps this Holiday wasn't so very useless and childish afterall if your kind also happened to be interested in Vampires.
• Granted, it would've been nice to know that sooner because he had started that whole trend to begin with.
• He decides he'll have to take the time to make more masks to hand out with candy next year if that's the case.
• Then things will REALLY be scary 😈
Esidisi:
• It's no secret that Halloween is Esidisi's most favourite Holiday.
• As a matter of fact, as soon as Fall hits he's counting down the days and doing lots of preperations!
• I hope you have self control because he'll be bringing Home lots and lots of candy and chocolate as soon as it hits the shelves...
• He just loves the concept, the dressing up, the candy and most of all (the most important part) the scaring!
• Be warned; Esidisi is the jerk of the neighborhood who dresses up as a Scarecrow on Halloween night and sits limply in a chair on the porch for hours just so he can jump up and scare the living daylights out of someone.
• Most likely an unsuspecting little Kid.
• No matter how many times he does it he finds it as hilarious as the very first.
• Don't worry, he makes sure to make it up to the (probably crying) kid (and maybe an adult or two alike) by giving them quality candy (and I'm talking full sized candy bars!) and sending them on their way.
• He'll also do his best to scare you at least a handful of times throughout the month. You being his Mate will not make him be soft on you when it comes down to him having his fun!
• Be ready at any time; he could be around the corner, behind that door, camping behind the shower curtain or even under that pile of leaves in the yard to jump up and yell "BOOGA BOOGA!!!" and make you pee a little.
• You had best feel bad for the smug Teenagers walking around on Halloween night that push their luck with Esidisi and his little hobby...
• "Tch," the teenage boy rolled his eyes, along with the other two of his friends with him, glaring at Esidisi. The man had waited and jumped and yelled when they approached and not one of them so much as flinched. "you wish you were scary, old man. Now give us the damn candy."
• Esidisi blinked, "Ehhh? What was that?" He asked, suddenly standing as straight as he could. "I'm not scary? Is that what you said, boy?"
• The kid and his friends only laughed, "Yeah, so? Just jumpscaring people is stupid and lame."
• Esidisi blinked again before a slow smile stretched across his face. Oh, so these children wanted him to up the intensity a little, did they? He could handle that.
• "Hmm," The man rubbed his chin. "Well... I suppose if I'm so bad at this then you wouldn't find THIS scary at all, would you?"
• That was the only warning they got before Esidisi spread his arms out wide and let his nails crack open; long fleshy veins slithering out into the chilly Autumn air and already dripping with scalding hot blood.
• All they could do was stare as the veins flayed, wrapping around every banister of the porch. Esidisi suspended himself in the air like a spider perched in its web before the now terrorstruck teenage trio.
• "GIVE. ME. YOUR. LIFE ESCENCE!!!" Esidisi's voice was shrill, eyes rolling back into his head as scalding blood began to ooze out of his smoldering body, droplets hissing loudly as they hit the wood of the porch.
• That was all it took before the 3 brats took off running, hightailing it out of the driveway and down the street; their sacks of goods forgotten. "MOMMYYY!!!!"
• Esidisi chuckled to himself as he let his veins retract, squirming away back into the confines of his body, before retrieving the forgotten candy.
• He had to admit, that was the most fun he had in a while. "Heh, still got it." He said to himself as he settled back into his chair, popping some candy into his mouth.
• He could hardly wait until next year...
Wamuu:
• While Wamuu was familiar with some Human folklore and the strange beliefs on the unworldly and the frightening, he wasn't aware that there was a Holiday (or to some an entire month) dedicated to the matter.
• In late summer when Halloween decorations are already being put on display in stores along with impulse buy bags of candy, he's a little confused.
• Why did people go to such lengths for a Holiday? Why was it that Humans suddenly enjoyed the idea of being frightened when normally that's what they hated the most?
• Be prepared for lots of questions (most likely when he's holding the ladder for you as you string up fake spiders and decorations around the house).
• Even when answered he doesn't really get it... but he seems to like the enthusiasm put into this Holiday!
• He won't say no if you want to go all out and have a Halloween party and invite all the neighbors, or even just attend one, because he wants to experience this Holiday in full.
• It's never not funny to see Wamuu's confused stare when neighbors and strangers alike compliment him on his "costume" and how very realistic it looks when he's just out and about wearing his usual Warrior regalia that night.
• He ends up unintentionally winning a few costume competitions held at parties because of this.
• "Hey man, that's so cool!" The knight in foam gray armor praised Wamuu as hands went to touch the Warriors bright blue vest. "Did you make this yourself? Man this must've taken forever to make because this feels like real silk! How did you get that jewelry to look like solid gold?"
• Wamuu only blinked, "Well, yes, it is real silk. It was crafted 6 000 years ago at my Masters hand with imported artisian silk worms from the western continent. The gold comes from a temple--"
• The knight burst out laughing, patting Wamuu on the shoulder; though Wamuu wasn't sure of what was so amusing. "HAH! You really go all out for this stuff, don't you? You're real funny."
• You should be wary however when there's games being played at these events because remember that Wamuu is indeed a Warrior and takes any challenge thrown at him to heart.
• Even if it's just in someone's back yard for a gift card prize.
• He plays to WIN because he is a champion. Wamuu of the Wind will not be bested by some average little Human who lived down the street wearing the same costume they wore last year because they didn't bother to go shopping again this year.
• Bobbing for apples? Wamuu dunks his head so fast he's nothing but a wet blur (best to stay out of the splash zone if you spent an hour doing your makeup), spitting out apples and emptying his tub faster than anybody can bob for them.
• Potato sack race? Wamuu hops to the finish line faster than a rabbit on the run. If Dave the Skeleton just so happens to try and play dirty and attempt to to shove him out of the way, Wamuu will respond in turn and shove back (sending him flying from the yard).
• Pumpkin carving? He's got a retractable horn that drills and cuts more inticutly than anything modern technology has to offer. Wamuu will have the damn Mona Lisa caved in that thing before anyone can even stick their knife in.
• After slamming the competition and winning every prize, he'll be down to try his hand at trick-or-treating if you happen to ask him.
• I'm sure you're aware at this point he takes that as a challenge too.
• If the whole point of this was to get all the good candy of the neighborhood before it's all handed out, there's no way in Hell he's going to let anyone get to all those houses before him.
• He'll probably put you on his shoulders rather than drag you around to go much faster, racing down every street to every house on an intense Warriors hunt for candy.
• Thankfully you won't be the one carrying it all back but you will probably be the one eating it all...
• Don't worry, Wamuu will help you burn it all off while training for next years Halloween...
Santana:
• This unusual celebration was something very new to Santana.
• It wasn't hard for him at all to piece together that some kind of event was going to happen. What with all the scary movies running on TV, the pumpkins, all the decorations and costumes and candy appearing in stores all over the place.
• It was kind of hard to miss the pattern.
• Prepare to be woken up in the middle of the night to a curious Santana hovering over you in bed, quietly questioning you on what exactly Halloween was and why all the hullabaloo over it.
• And no, it can't wait until morning.
• He decides that this Human holiday celebration couldn't be at all bad when candy was involved.
• It's then that you come to find that Santana LOVES Halloween movies!
• Usually, there was nothing good on T.V late at night when he was awake flipping through channels but now he had all these interesting movies and specials all surrounding this Holiday to marathon.
• He'll even ask you to join him if you can rather than you go to bed and sleep. How on Earth can you say no to late night movies and pre-Halloween chocolate with your favourite Pillarman?
• Though they don't bother him at all, he doesn't realize prior that Humans can find "Horror" movies actually scary (*gasp*) and selects a few terrifying flicks on one of your weekend Halloween movie marathons.
• The face of Michael Myers was one now burned into his brain now because of the way you clung to him during the entirety of that movie.
• Maybe it was better to try a little harder to remember the things that scared Humans from now on.
• You'll be delighted to know that Santana also wants to attend a "haunted house" when he first gets word of one happening in the neighborhood and you happily explain all the terrifying fun of it to him.
• Santana is one tough person to scare (making him an excellent person to cling to).
• He doesn't so much as flinch when the guy soaked in fake blood falls out of the closet. He barely bats an eye at the rickity old animatronic that jumps up snaps at you both. He does little more than grunt at the hoard of Zombies stumbling towards you down the hallway.
• If anything, the actors working there find him a little scary in all honesty.
• You shrieked as a hand suddenly reached out from the dark and grabbed your arm, the sound making Santana turn on a dime.
• His eyes followed your arm, all the way up the arm of the hand wrapped around yours before actually gasping audibly as the face of Michael Myers came into view, a (fake) knife lifted high above his head as you continued to scream.
• Santana's nostrils flared, brows coming together as his fangs bared, making a leap for the thing he knew that scared you so much that movie night.
• So he was REAL? And he was after YOU? NOT ON SANTANA'S WATCH!
• "Unhand my mate, Primitive!" Came the growl, Santana shoving the actor off of you and making your screaming stop for just a second before it started again.
• "Santana!" You cried, trying to pacify him and spare that poor teenager under the mask just trying to do his job. "Wait, wait, WAIT! It's ok! That's NOT--"
• Too late.
• The now screaming "Michael Myers" was now being full on chased by Santana through the Hunted house; like a wild predator after it's next meal.
• Onlookers don't know whether to be amused or scared themselves as they watch a half-naked man thundering on the heels of a classic Movie Serial killer out of the Haunted house and out into the night.
• Maybe it was a good idea to only agree to watch Tim Burton movies with Santana on Halloween from now on...
• Or at best try explain to Santana that horror movie killers aren't real despite the fact you're afraid of them...
#funnybunny#my writing#kars#esidisi#wamuu#santana#kars x reader#esidisi x reader#wamuu x reader#santana x reader
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