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flowerprincesscherryblossom · 1 year ago

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your innocence is mine

pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Female Reader word count: 1444 warnings: smut, vaginal fingering, unexperienced & virgin reader, virginity kink AO3 A/N: request - Hello! I love your work, could I ask you a request about Jungkook strong/intimidating aura but soft towards the reader who is shy, inexperienced and shy?🥺it turns him on but at the same time he feel protective towards her innocence. I would love to read a smut interactions between this two 🥺✨ Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

Everyone in town had either met or heard of Jeon Jungkook at some point in their lives.

His reputation was one that was followed by whispers, one could never speak too loud, you'd never know who might be listening and one can never be too cautious.

He wasn't as bad as the dreaded Min Yoongi, whose name one was actually forbidden to speak if they what was good for them, but it was still wise to not mess with either of them.

But, much like the saying goes, every man has his weakness. His was you.

In everyone's eyes, you were just the quiet girl who kept to herself and never missed Sunday's sermon.

But to Jungkook you were the light at the end of the tunnel, the one capable of silencing his thoughts and worries by simply smiling at him.

Oh that smile of yours, the things it would do to him.

The two of you had met on a summer afternoon, Jungkook was walking around town after finishing his day job when he first saw you walking out of a candy store. It had been love at first sight. He stroke up a conversation immediately, going as far as walking you home without even noticing.

Ever since then the days had been filled with spending time together, from pleasant conversations about everything and nothing, to just enjoying each other's company, especially when he would show up unannounced at your doorstep.

So much so that Jungkook ended up losing his job, not that he cared much about it since he would had it to keep himself entertained until nighttime came around.

What astonished him the most however, was that, you knew of everything he had done - the good, the bad, and the ugly - and yet, you weren't afraid of him like everyone else. In fact, you actively encouraged him to tell you everything, your backyard was the confession booth, you were the priest, and he was the penitent.

Your parents didn't approve, that wasn't surprising, but while your mother was too afraid of him to ever say anything, your father had not. Many were the times Jungkook had been kicked out of the house, but the young man would always come back, all for you. It was your innocence that kept drawing him back to you.

Despite listening to his every word, you could never hide the shock, and sometimes even excitement, in your eyes. It was almost like you lived in a sheltered world of your own.

The first time you had kissed, the touch of lips couldn't have lasted a minute, slow and sweet, but the reaction you had afterward - wide eyes in shock, biting your bottom lip trying to hide your smile, hiding your face in your hands so that he couldn't see it - all of it had stirred something in him, something he hadn't felt before.

Your innocence made things hard for him, both figuratively and literally, every day afterward he was haunted by never-ending thoughts of making you such a slut for him that no other man could ever compare. It would be the death of him.

But not for long.

Your parents had to leave on a business trip for the weekend and, despite objecting, they knew that you'd be safe with Jungkook by your side. If only they knew what he was thinking about doing to their precious daughter, they would've taken you with them in a heartbeat.

Jungkook was in your house as soon as your parents had left, knocking on your door not even five minutes later. You were surprised to see him but invited him in anyway, both of you taking a seat on the couch.

It wasn't long before your idea of watching tv and spending time together turned into something else.

It started with Jungkook softly spreading pecks from your shoulder to your neck before biting the flesh, due to the unexpected pain you turned to face him, only to have Jungkook crash your lips together.

The kiss started out slow but it got bolder once you felt his hand starting to rise up, going from your knee to the inside of your thighs.

"W-wait, wait," your hands found purchase on his chest as you pushed him slightly off of you. "J-jungkook wait."

"What's wrong? Is everything okay?" the way you avoided looking at him said more than words could ever. "Do you want me to stop?" you shook your head, eyes remaining on the floor. "Then what's wrong baby?"

"It's just that -" you finally looked at him, feeling yourself blush once again. "I-I don't, I don't know what I'm doing."

Jungkook let out a groan at your confession, suddenly feeling like his jeans had become tighter.

Unfortunately, that seemed to have the opposite effect on you as you curled up, hugging your legs close to your chest, and avoided looking at him.

Muttering curses to himself, Jungkook quickly composed himself before talking. "It's okay baby," he spoke in a soft tone, taking hold of your chin so you would face him. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to."

He let go of you and stood up to take care of his problem in the bathroom, but before he could even take a step Jungkook felt your hand grab his. He turned to face you but you still refused to do the same.

"I-I don't want you to stop," your hand gripped his tightly. "I-I'm just nervous."

He crouched down until he was at eye level with you, took your chin in his fingers, and forced you to look at him. "It's okay baby, we can stop whenever you want," he ran his fingers through your hair. "The important thing is that you're comfortable."

You nodded before speaking in a soft voice. "Okay, I trust you,"

As carefully as he could, Jungkook made you lay down on the couch, climbing on top of you just as carefully. "Remember," he said, spreading kisses down your neck. "If you ever want to stop-"

"I-I'll tell you," you interrupted, leaning your head against the arm of the couch and giving him better access to your neck.

As Jungkook spread bite marks on your neck and collarbones, his left hand groped your breast for a while before slowly descending down your body until it reached the hem of your skirt, which he pulled up. Your panties were pure white, a fitting color he thought to himself.

He kept on you as his fingers started rubbing you through your underwear, your soft quiet moans were music to his ears.

While looking at your face, Jungkook decided that he would take your first time while fully clothed, not wanting to overwhelm you too much. He would have the rest of the weekend to make you comfortable enough with him.

He pushed your panties to the side, rubbing your wetness around your slit before inserting a finger inside, making you gasp at the foreign feeling.

"How does it feel baby?" he thrusted into you slowly, wanting you to get used to the feeling. "You good?"

"I-It's d-different," you moaned out. "B-but g-good."

He gave you one of his bunny smiles. "I'm gonna put a second finger in, okay?"

You nodded and let out a loud moan when he inserted a second finger in you, switching between curling his fingers and thrusting into you.

"J-jungkook," you kept moaning his name like a mantra.

Your walls clenching around his fingers, telling him that you were close, making him speed up his thrusts, becoming rougher and faster.

With one last loud moan of his name, you broke apart for him, releasing all over his hand as your legs started to feel like jello.

Jungkook pulled his fingers slowly from you, making you whimper at the sudden feeling. He kept his eyes on your breathless figure as he sucked your juices from his fingers.

Afterward, he left to pick up a towel to clean you up, and as he did he noticed your confused look, of which he reached to leave a kiss on your forehead. "You did good baby,"

"I-Is that all?" you asked softly.

"It's enough for now," he gave you another peck. "We'll take baby steps until you feel comfortable," he ran his fingers through your hair once more. "I'll wait for as long as I have until you fully give yourself to me, no matter how long."

You whined and reached to kiss his lips and then wrapped your arms around him, feeling loved by the one everyone seemed to fear.

You knew you'd be alright with Jungkook by your side, come rain or shine.

#bts #bts fanfic #bts jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #jungkook fanfic

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goose-duck · 4 months ago

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Creepypasta incorrect quotes ⭐

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Nina: spirit Halloween opened up early and my poor money decisions are always open so I bought a bunch of stuff

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Jeff: so...are we the best or the worst?

Toby: yes, sir.

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Jeff: he doesn't have eyeballs bro- he probably doesn't have balls either...

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Nina: he's ugly, I love him

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Y/N: There's just something abt his lack of a mouth and being less fluffy that makes me want him

Toby: he can't scream

Y/N: perfect

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Jeff: best friends!!

Y/N: nooOOOOO!!!!

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EJ: I learn from the mistakes of people who take my advice

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Y/N: heading into work~

*explosion*

Y/N: or maybe not-

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Nina: so romantic~

Jeff: *screaming*

Nina: romance <3

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Y/N: Jack, why am I in this room?

EJ: am I responsible for you moving from room to room now?

Y/N: yes.

EJ: then stay in that room.

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Toby: it's an elevator

Masky: this is a ladder, Toby.

Toby: imagination ✨

Hoodie: just because you put a sign that says "elevator" doesn't mean it's actually an elevator.

Toby: imagination ✨

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Y/N: but not me, because no one can get mad at me

Jane: I feel like in an hour we're all gonna be mad at you for something

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Toby: I made a house, what did you make?

Sally: a balloon

Toby: wonderful

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Jeff: just don't be blind

EJ: wow, you've cured me

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Toby: someone please take me off this fucking planet

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Y/N: Don't look at ceilings when ur tired. Never know what you'll see.

Toby: context, please

Y/N: Thought I had a fucking ceiling fan but it was just the balloons that I refuse to take down from my 13th birthday. I can't tell if I'm tired or stupid but I think either way it's correct.

Toby: it's probably both

Y/N: Exactly- It scared the shit outta me too-I saw it and was so fucking scared that I might have a ceiling fan in my room-

Toby: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA A FAN! ITS ON THE CEILING!!

Y/N: Y/N, Weakness: ceiling fans that may or may not be there

Toby: strength: walking in high heels, weakness: imaginary ceiling fans

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Hoodie: it's just a deer or something

Masky: bro, that is not a deer

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Jeff: *sees a spider* I should have just bombed the house the last time I saw one of you fuckers

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EJ: I'm doing good...im doing great...i have a headache.....

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Jeff: this is like when I threatened to steal your skin and bones and stuff

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Jeff: it's like if a heat stroke were a room

Y/N: me

Jeff: no, you're like if a heat stroke were a person

Y/N: oh

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Y/N: tree tops

Jeff: crispy

Nina: crispy tree tops?

Jane: why are they crispy?

EJ: why is everyone talking about trees??

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Jane: I'm moving the pumpkins, sorry, Toby

Toby: nooo, my life's work...

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Toby: would you be more offended if I got a mug of milk or orange juice?

Masky: milk.

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Jeff: they're all safety scissors, I don't think I can possibly be unsafe with them

*pile of about 10 safety scissors*

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LJ: I took some of his teeth and coloured them like candy corns

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Jeff: I'll steal ur hair, I'll take ur eyebrows and I'll steal ur skin too

Toby: please, that's all I have

Jeff: U have bones, mucles, veins, blood, cartilage and organs that I could take too

Toby: no thanks

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Hoodie: Masky is this big *puts his fingers together*

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Jeff: what are you doing dude?

Y/N: hugging? I think??

Jeff: it's weird...

Y/N: yeah, let's never do that again

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Y/N: die.

Toby: :0

Y/N: in a nice way..?

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Nina: I'm sure there's someone in Fabio who's named Russia

Jane: what?

Nina: yup.

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Jeff: I hit myself in the face with an eye!

EJ: give it to me!

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Ben: what the rational number?

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Toby: I think I failed at life...

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*Jeff and Toby leave the room*

Masky: well, that was a headache

Hoodie: which one?

EJ: both.

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*Jeff walks by*

Jane: look at him, he's greasy

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Y/N: why are you only offended when Jeff says something?

EJ: because it's Jeff

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Toby: well how's this right?

Jeff: because I'm here!

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Jane: I'm going to Halifax

Jeff: Hali-fuck you

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Sally: I saw a girl and she was young

Y/N: you're young

Sally: I'm 8

Y/N: exactly, young.

Sally: so you're a grandma?

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Toby: fellas, if you need me, I'll be living inside this cabinet

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Y/N: I'm afraid of togetherness

#creepypasta fandom #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta incorrect quotes #ticci toby #laughing jack #nina the killer #jane the killer #jeff the killer #masky marble hornets #hoodie marble hornets #eyeless jack #sally creepypasta #ben drowned

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peachdues · 1 year ago

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Heartbalm

Rengoku x AFAB!Reader (NSFW)

A snippet from the promised Kyojuro smut that’s going to be like a franken-request fulfillment from multiple people.

Hope this gets y’all ✨excited✨ for some angsty/horny/protective Kyo!

“Get your fucking hands off of her.”

Wide-eyed, you looked to see Kyojuro’s considerable fist wrapped tightly around your ex’s forearm, its considerable size making the limb beneath look like a mere twig. Kyojuro’s eyes, normally so inviting and open, had gone hard and black, his jaw stiff with his ire.

Though the cold rage contorting your best friend’s face was not directed at you, its sudden manifestation from your otherwise sunny, warm, and gentle best friend made you recoil.

“Kyo,” you started, voice low in warning as your eyes darted between lethal anger simmering on his face and the infuriatingly smug look on your ex’s, as he smirked at the burly blonde.

“I don’t think this concerns you, Rengoku,” your former boyfriend simpered, a challenge lighting his eyes, as he jerked his chin towards you. “This is between me and her, pure and simple.”

Desperately, you glanced around the room hoping to find any of your other friends who could step in, who could intervene before things turned ugly. Mercifully, you locked eyes with Tengen, who was on the other side of the pool, grabbing another another drink. Eyes wide, you looked back and forth between Kyojuro and him, hoping that he understood your silent plea.

A curt nod from your friend communicated he had, and Tengen quickly began pushing through the throng of people who had started to coalesce around the edge of the pool as they watched the pair of men engaged in a stare-off beside you.

Kyojuro raised his head slightly, looking down upon the man you used to claim to love in disgust. “And yet she told you to leave her alone. Are we having listening problems?”

A sardonic smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Perhaps I can help you with that.”

Your ex’s eyes cut back to you, a sneer curling his lip. “Figures,” he spat, his tone full of acid. “Not even a month broken up and you’ve already spread your legs for him like a fuckin’ whore.”

There was a collective intake of breath from the surrounding spectators and Kyojuro stepped closer to your seething ex, their noses nearly touching as he held his stare.

“Say it again,” Kyojuro said quietly, all traces of that mocking smirk long-gone, replaced only by a malicious glint in his eyes that promised violence so swift, it had your hand jumping to grip his arm in warning. “Go on.”

Your weak tugs at Kyojuro’s bicep did little to divert his attention. For one, terrifying moment, you feared that blows were imminent, until a painted hand shoved between the two men, pushing Kyojuro back by his chest.

Tengen.

“As much as I hate to break up the fun, I’m sure you don’t want the entire school witnessing you getting your face pounded in,” The silver-haired senior said coolly.

Kyojuro allowed himself to be pushed back by his friend, though he refused to break the tense stare he held with the man he’d marked as his opponent. “We can work this out anytime, it doesn’t have to be here,” he taunted with a jeering smirk. “But stay the fuck away from her.”

dw he’s gonna find a nice outlet for all that aggression (it’s you)

#demon slayer #kyojuro rengoku #kimetsu no yaiba #rengoku kyojuro #kny #kny x reader #kny fanfic #kny rengoku #kny kyojuro #kny smut #demon slayer smut #demon slayer au #rengoku kyojurou #rengoku x y/n #kyojuro x reader

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dollieguts1010 · 8 months ago

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KICKINCHICKEN HEADCANONS

• He's very competitive at sports (he always loses to Hoppy)

(he's competitive but not mean)

• He's 12 years old

• His best friends are Bubba Bubbaphant and Hoppy Hopscotch

• His favorite food is pizza

• His pronouns are He/Him/His

• He's Pansexual but he's in the closet (the closet is made out of glass and the doors are wide open)

• He's a mixed breed of the Orpington and the Leghorn Light-Brown

• The only ones that doesn't know that he's pansexual is his parents (if they did know they would be very supportive)

• He's MADLY in love with Hoppy

• He was born with a condition that caused his feathers to stay permanently yellow. Because of that, he looks much younger than the rest of his family

• In his family, he is the only one that knows and can how to fly

(tho he tries not to use it so much)

• HATES looking weak in front his friends (especially Hoppy)

• He doesn't like to tell people when he's scared so, if he tells does you that, then that means he REALLY must trust you

• He's surprisingly good at cooking/baking and every once in awhile if he's in a good mood, he will bring some kind of sweet treat

• Is a soda addict

• He's great at voice impressions

• He will always have a random pack of bubblegum on him

His favorite sports are basketball, football, and soccer

• He respect Dogday as a friend and leader however, he does think that Dogday is a bit naive when it comes to trusting strangers

• He likes mudwrestling with Picky and Hoppy

• Him and Hoppy have a workout routine

• Him, Bubba, Dogday help out Picky with farm work

• He likes to do art and crafts with Crafty and likes being her model for her artwork

• He likes sour candy

• He's a heavy sleeper

• He likes to make a makeshift nest out of blankets and pillows

• The only kind of reading he likes is reading comic books

• When he gets stress out he starts ripping his feathers out

• He gets very creeped out by Catnap

• Has a healthy relationship with his parents

• He idolizes his father and wants to be like him when he gets older

• He likes to go surfing with his father

• Randy (Kickin's father) loves to tease Kickin due to the fact that he knows that Kickin is in love with Hoppy, Like if Randy sees Kickin admiring Hoppy from the distance he'll just say something like "Hey, what'cha doing buddy? Are you checking out your GIRLFRIEND!!!!" then Kickin will get embarrassed and just yell at his dad "Dad! C'mon! what's wrong with you?!"

• His parents and Hoppy's parents have known each other for a very long time

• He has a great relationship with Holly and Henry (Hoppy's parents)

• Is a video game lover

• Likes to wrestle with Dogday

• He often armwrestles with Hoppy or Bubba (he always loses)

• He sees Dogday as his brother

• Sometimes he'll just randomly go to Dogday's house and spend the night there for no reason

• Likes playing fetch with Dogday

• Him and Dogday often play basketball together

• He legit will spend half an hour just staring at the mirror and just admiring himself

• He likes it when the girls puts makeup on him and dolls him up, he likes feeling like a femqueen 😌💅✨

• From time to time, he likes picking flowers and gardening with his mother

• Likes stargazing with Hoppy

• He'll be on the phone with Hoppy for HOURS

• He often listens to 80's music

• He loves action and comedy movies

• During molting season Kickin gets very insecure about his looks and thinks he looks ugly due to his lack of feathers so, he hides in his house until it's over

• Only Hoppy is allowed to see him during molting season

• He has a secret sketchbook that he hides under his mattress that is just COVERED in doodles of Hoppy with tiny pink and red hearts over the pages

• When ever he wants to draw on his secret sketchbook, his always makes sure he's home alone first then, he'll lock himself in his bedroom then hide underneath his bed

• Has a big potty mouth and if he gets hurt or something really happens, all hell brakes loose

• He makes his own at-home action movies

• He's fluent in spanish and japanese

• He plays the drums and guitar

• Is a surprisingly good singer and is a great dancer

• If someone calls him out when he's crying he'll just say "I'm not crying you are!" or "I have dust in my eye!"

• Will put himself in danger so he can protect his friends

• Picks out the coolest looking rocks that he can find at the beach and gives them to his friends or keeps them

• Pulls harmless pranks with Hoppy

• Is a pro at skating/surfing

• Owns 10 different kinds of skateboards and owns 5 different kinds of rollerblades

• Want to own a motorcycle when he gets older

• Likes to go to the beach, to collect shells, pretty rocks, go swimming and surfing

• Gives little nicknames to his friends

• Loves roadtrips and always calls shotgun for the front seat

• Loves messing with Bubba any chance he gets

• He often calls Bubba "nerd or "brainiac"

• He often calls Hoppy "Hops" or "Hopscotch"

• Firework enjoyer

• Every Friday night, Him, Picky, and Hoppy will out and eat some pizza together

• Is money smart not book smart

• Knows when he goes too far

• Sometimes says the wrong thing at the wrong time

• Sometime has the most RANDOM BEEF with Crafty for no reason

• Gossip with the girlies

• Likes racing Hoppy (he always loses)

• Once accidentally broke Hoppy's leg while playing soccer

(somebody pls understand the reference)

• Likes and trys to make others feeling better about themselves when they're down in the dumps

• Is the best at coming up with witty comeback

• Him and Hoppy often have roasting sessions that lasts at least an 35 minutes (the others just sit back relax and enjoy the free show)

• Takes at least 15 minutes when he's combing his "hair" (feathers)

• He has a whole box of hair products

• If his "hair" is wet before he goes to sleep, he puts on a bonnet so that when he wakes up in the morning his "hair" isn't all frizzy and messy

• He has a whole 20 minutes skin-care routine before bed

• Will defense his friends in a physical or verbal fight

• He'll defend what he thinks is right, even when no one agrees with him

• He'll often come home all bruised and beat up, because he was defending his friends or defending someone who couldn't defend themselves from mean older kids (his parents get so scared every time he comes home all beaten up)

(can someone draw a comic of this? pls🙏)

• He's favorite color is reddish orange

• Is a junk food lover

• Hates broccoli

• Has a plushie that he vents too

• Has a baby sister named CeeCee and is very protective of her (he's not afraid to throw hands with anyone who tries to hurt her)

• He's the one who gave CeeCee her name when she was born

• He's really good at handling and taking care of CeeCee

• Sometimes his parents will find him resting in CeeCee's nest while cuddling her (they think it's so cute)

• May act all cool, brave, and confident but he's actually a bit insecure about himself (he's really good at hiding it)

• If you dare him to do something he WILL do it (especially if it involves money)

• Underneath his feathers he has tons of scars and bruises from either a bunch of stupid dares or protecting his friends or other kids from meaner older kids

• Dance Rush and DDR enjoyer

• Can NOT handle spicy food! He will cry and throw up if he eats spicy food

• Has lots of karaoke nights with his friends

• Has been childhood friends with Hoppy since they were 6 years old

• Has known Dogday since he was baby chick

• He has a great relationship with Dawn (Dogday's mother) and sees her as his second mother

• Mentally freaks out if he sees somebody eating chicken

• He will throw up if he accidentally eats chicken

• He used to have a crush on Bubba when he was younger

• He also had a small crush on Craftycorn for a while

• He makes little shell bracelets and necklaces as gifts

• Sometimes he gets worried that he's not "manly enough"

• He's secretly insecure about himself, but he's really good at hiding it, so the other critters don't know about his insecurities and just think that he's the "cool, cocky, and confident one of the group"

• He peeps like a baby chick and flaps his arms when he's extremely happy or excited

• He clucks when he laughs

• He also clucks when he sneezes

• When he's shocked or startled he will lose his feathers

• Him and Dogday often go bowling together

• He was the 1st to join the Smiling Critters

• His star necklace was gifted to him by Dogday

• He breaks and chips his star pendant a lot on accident

• Has the most immature humor in the group

(if he hears something that sounds slightly dirty, he'll just start laughing)

• He once broke his arm while riding a skateboard

• Him and his family live in a giant treehouse that's on the beach

That's all for now!

*I will add more later!*

#poppy playtime #smilling critters #kickinchicken #smiling critters headcanons

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pencilofawesomeness · 1 year ago

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i request the whole dragon fam (httyds) in ugly christmas sweaters

Anon. Dear Anon. I referred to you to myself and to my friends as Gutsy Anon because man, requesting 11 people was a bold move. However. However.... You won because I am weak to these 11 gremlins and the idea got away from me. I actually had a ton of fun with this so uh.... Thanks for letting me go wild, Gutsy Anon :D✨

Fun Fact: Four of these are more or less real clothing items you can purchase. One is one I own. Some are just inspired by the sheer amount of designs I have looked for this project. The rest I really wish exist but sadly only exist in my head.

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simp4konig · 1 year ago

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My personal thing, if you don’t mind me sharing <3, about König, while I know he has the potential to literally kill you without a second thought, I feel like he has a soft spot of children. Parents not so much, but he always spares the children. Now, for the bad behaved children I feel like he would give a scary talking to 👀

Because König feels very strongly about bullying, so if he heard a kid was bullying the other kid? Would come to their immediate rescue and shut the bully down harshly. For him, that’s a mercy, but he promises that if he ever hears word or sees them acting like that again he won’t be as “merciful”. But to the Victims he would console them, but also give them his harsh reality of “you have to be stronger than your enemies” and as much as he wants them to keep their innocence, he doesn’t want them to be weak either. Or worse killed.

But that’s just my little HC 😌

Anon rhis is such a good headcannon???? 🥹🥹 lemme just..,🤏🤌

No i don't mind qt all!!! 😊 If anuthing, im so glad you shqred this with me 🥰💖 bc I felt IMMEDIATELY inspired by this headcannon !!😽✨💖...

... so jere are MY headcannons for YOUR headcannon 🙈🙈⛅🌻💞💕💓✨🌼 Took me a short while to formulate my answer, so srry for the delayed reply 😿 I saw this as soon as you sent me this an i dont want u to tjink i ignored you at all:(</33

König with a soft spot for children headcannons🥺🥺

+ father König drabbles🤭

Word count: ~2022

*If you ignore my VERY angsty depiction of König's childhood, then it's totally pure fluff all around 💖✨🤗

*General headcannons for König

Writinf block is fuckinf AGONY and im in PAIN 😭😭💔💔 give me time to recover and ill powt two fully-fleshed out fanfics sometime soon 🙏🥺

Tag List ♡ @simpforkonig ♡ @abysslovesyou ♡ @puff0o0 ☆ @rustic-guitar-notes ☆ @happy-mushrooms ♡ @reyner-lee

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König, having been bullied all of his childhood, is FIRMLY against bullying.

To see a little girl/boy being labelled an outcast is oh too familiar to him, and hits far too close to home than it should. Brings back the insecurities, the feeling of being utterly humilated, a permanent reminder of his not fitting in. Literally.

Primary school: bullied for being a beanstalk, for head hitting the door frame, for being abnormally large, a "mutant"; balls hurtled at him in dodgeball, all competing in finding out who can knock out the "freak"; knees kicked from behind and legs buckling from the attack, a stampede of legs stamping on him as he cowered on the floor, helpless, and no one caring to help, teachers observing idly nearby.

Secondary school: nose broken to "fix" his crooked features, his "ugly" face; cast aside in class photos for "ruining the picture"; people of his own age turning their heads in the other way in disgust, avoiding him like the plague.

As if his "ugliness" was contagious, and if anyone was to touch him they'd catch the disease.

Power surpassing his tormentors, yet too powerless to fight back, he endured, yet didn't overcome.

Lasting trauma changed König's own perception of self completely.

It took a long time becoming the cocky and confident commander he presents himself as. To stand up to his full height and embrace himself for who he was and is, to be self-assured, domineering, and boisterous with others irrespective of their rank. The Colonel; a hardened soldier; a strict man of discipline exerting his authority over all, not at all sympathetic towards anyone.

Deep down, he is still that young boy, vulnerable in the center of a circle of so many pointing fingers and sneering faces. All became a collective body of ridiculing smiles, of sing-song laughter, so many that he lost count.

So, personally vowing to NEVER let his future children (or any children) go through the same turmoil, he would intervene whenever he had the chance to.

For instance, perhaps König was speed-walking home one day, dufflebag slung over his shoulder as he rushed to get back to you as soon as possible after being deployed these past weeks, and maybe he was passing by a playground.

Initially focused on the goal at hand, he couldn't help but turn his head, a small smile under his mask as he felt a wave of nostalgia crash over him. Nostalgic of times before he was forced to integrate with callous society.

Smiling at the oblivious children playing together, kicking their chubby little legs on the swings, sliding down a slide and falling, squealing. All giggling with glee, so innocent.

All except one. His eyes would land on a small girl, bawling on the ground, no older than five years old.

Surrounded by three others, all pointing fingers and laughing, the ringleader making fun of the poor thing as his henchmen stomped the remainder of her sandcastle, kicking sand at her. Hands on hip, chest puffed out triumphantly.

Rubbing her puffy eyes, thick pouting lips drooping in an open-mouthed frown, chin quivering as she struggled to contain her broken sobs, she kneeled on the ground, hugging her knees to her chest.

Usually, in these types of situations, people tend to behave in two very different ways when they see something that happened to them happening before their eyes:

"Why should I help them? I went through the same thing, so it's not my problem" or "I should help! They shouldn't have to go through the same thing".

You can probably already guess under which category König falls into.

He was NOT about to actively play a passive role in ignoring the poor blubbering child, to be downright apathetic like the other adults were in their radius. No way.

Still carrying his dufflebag, imagine the horror of the little shitlings*: seeing an imposing giant 2ft+ taller than them, huge body trudging towards their little troupe; cold, icy-blue eyes half-lidded staring into their bulging ones. Glaring.

Little band of clowns would probably actually shitting themselves fr 💀

Not only does König give the brats a stern talking to (all the while they are nodding their heads with jaws on the floor, knees trembling and nearly caving in on themselves), he later makes it his due diligence to track down the parent(s) and scold them too.

"Was wird deinem Gören zu Hause beigebracht? What do you teach your brat? This behaviour is unacceptable. You have set a terrible example, Du verdammter Idiot. How dare you allow this? Bulling is wrong. Scheiße, are you listening to me? Because you should, Dummkopf. You should be ashamed. I am sure ashamed of you. I swear to Gott—"

Cue 1 hours later, he personally grounds them (the child and parents)... 🤐

...And the child goes with it? Even the adults? 😭

I mean, to be honest, I would too, if a 6'10, body-so-broad-that-it-blocked-all-sunlight-and-did-not-fit-in-the-door-frame Colonel, gesticulating wildly, projecting strongly his German-accented voice, cursing in an aggravated amalgamation of furious English and a spiteful spit of German... Yeah, I'd be pissing my pants not even gonna lie 😭

I'd imagine that the parents would be immediately saluting, images of stupidity on their faces, completely dumbfounded to have their parenting challenged and to learn that their "precious little angel(s) that can do no wrong" actually can do wrong. (sorry guys i hate toddlers with a RAGING PASSION... rant over fyi no more of me insulting shitheads🥰)

As for the sweet, weeping girl, he would crouch down to her height, gentle eyes genuine behind his menacing mask. Slowly lifting the fabric, wary of his facial deformities, his scars, he'd do his best to give her a comforting smile, wanting to make her at ease.

She was not put off by his appearance at all. If anything, she maintained eye contact — was curious yes, so with no filter whispered, "You... you have a nice smile, sir. I like your eyes.

"They're—" a loud sniff, wiping her nose with her sleeve "—they're pretty. "

Taken aback, König's eyes widened. Then, in soft whisper:

"Meine Süße, I'm so very sorry about those— those idiots..."

The girl giggled a little, dimples appearing on her tear-stained cheeks.

"And I'm so very sorry, but there will others. Other idiots," he allowed himself to smile, letting out a dry chuckle.

A tentative hand dropping to her round shoulder, squeezing it every so slightly to emphasise his words. "And you have to be strong, Mädchen. You must be strong. This world isn't a good place for angels like you."

Obviously, he didn't sugarcoat the truth. Situations like this would be unavoidable. He would make that clear.

"I do not condone violence, but—" a wink, acknowledging the irony behind his words. "—if you stick your foot out when one of those brats are walking down the corridors, surely nothing will happen, ja?"

Seeing the girl lighten up, smiling brightly, no signs anymore of crying, he ruffled her hair with a toothy grin.

Letting the veil drop down his face, he suddenly fixed his posture and gave an exaggeratedly goofy salute as he turned to head home, satisfied. All the while the girl waved at him energetically, eyes crinkling up in an adolescent's adorable smile.

On another note: I never really gave it much thought before, but... König as a father? 🥺🥺

Your headcannons unlocked a part of my brain that had been locked. 🤭✨ Needed to upgrade my König skill tree before I got to this poin. 🦸🏼‍♀️ Sure has been worth it, though. 🤩

Ever since he was past his teenage years, the thought of a family was something he longed for. Desired.

Maybe it's because he was taught traditional house roles in his European household, or was longing for something that was out of reach, he couldn't tell.

What he was certain about was that it was his biggest wish. His dream.

Deployed in a foreign country, his favourite past-time was fantasizing about his future with a special someone, to have a big family, and to raise his children, giving them everything good he never had, and to shield them from everything bad he had experienced.

Something in being the breadwinner of the house was so masculine to him, and coming home to so many short, out-stretched arms, so excited to be reunited with their papa clinging on to his long legs brought a tear to his eye.

And, once you two officially became a couple, he knew that he wanted to start a family with you at some point. From the moment he met your eyes, intuition assured him that you would be the right one for him.

If you're a [fertile] female, he wants nothing more than to see miniature you and him running around, sweet cherub faces and their chubby cheeks smiling at him, calling him papa, calling you mama.

Seeing your belly swell up with his baby would strangely give him a sense of pride, proud that you would both bring sacred life into the world together, and would practically worship the ground you walk on. He would want to get this right, for everything to be perfect.

He wouldn't allow you to lift a finger despite your protests, catering to your every need, caring for you in any and all ways he could:

Carrying the groceries, 3 carrier bags in each hand, serving you while simultaneously subtly making you swoon, not missing the googly eyes you made at his strength from his peripheral vision;

Doing the bed, making sure to stock up on additional soft pillows and fluffy blankets so you would rest well, removing all stress from your morning routine, and the discomfort of finding a comfortable sleeping position at night;

Insisting you eat balanced meals, preparing nutritious food that had all the nutrients you would need, the sustenance to feed you and develop a healthy baby.

The gore and guts he had witnessed in the battlefield did not compare at all to the sight of blood staining the hospital bed sheet. The look of horror in his eyes as you went into labour, death grip on his hand, knuckles turning white. He'd be hyperventilating, almost feeling the same pain you were going through 😢💔

Not to say that your agony was worth it, but seeing the beautiful blanketed bundle in your arms, you cooing at the little one, made every single horrific moment combined in his life worthwhile.

All the struggles, the hardships, the troubles; all worth it if it meant seeing you with his child.

If you're anything other ([infertile] female, male, non-binary, etc), König would get so emotional when adopting a newborn with you.

He'd be teary-eyed, unable to hide the emotions.

To think that he'd be rescuing a child, giving them a second chance and making it feel so wanted, so loved. To give it all the love he was missing, the feeling forgotten through years of bullying, abuse, and violence, and war.

He would waste no time building the nursery. Painting the walls, building the crib, buying plush blankets, stuffed teddy bears, toys that would be in no way a choking hazard.

His helicopter parent preparations aside, his dream would be to grow old with you, and be surrounded by children, grand-children, and even great-grand-children, sharing stories as the lively atmosphere was bubbling with life, with a family.

Piggy back rides would be a MUST!! 😡 Or, better yet, his infants (taking turns — dunno if three kids at once is very practical 😭) sitting on his shoulders, seeing the world from so high up. Reaching out, and their head in the clouds.

Bouncing them on his knee, like a train conductor going through heavy turbulence, all the while the little ones would be laughing happily, telling him to go faster.

Every single one of his children cuddled up to him; in his lap, over his shoulders, splayed over his legs, clinging to him like a pack of koalas. 🐨

Reading bed time stories, stroking their head, stood in the door way minutes after his children had fallen asleep. Keeping them safe.

A family of his own. To eventually embarrass endearingly, to squish their cheeks, and tickle their sides, play-wrestle and tease by keeping objects out of reach. His extensive research also included horrible dad jokes, which were made hilarious by their poor translations into English.

Wanting to raise his children the way his mother had raised him while she was still around, to give his children the happy childhood he hadn't had, to make school a positive journey into adulthood. He'd teach them to deal with bullies, to stand up for themselves when he never could...

...And, athough he has good intentions, the truth is that with a father like him no snot-nosed brat would ever dare to mess with the Colonel's children ☠️

...

Note: Omg you. csn tell that i got so carried away w/ this😭😭 you know rhat line where König "fantasized" about a family ?yea that was me the entire time wiritng this...💔 God i need to stop daydreamimg excessively ajd return to reality 🥲 ...

...,,jk i wont 🥰💅✨💫 good mental health??😰😰 guurrl we don't know her 💆🏼‍♀️💫✨🧚‍♀️💓

Functioning like a normal human being💔🤮🤮🤮<<<<< Making up vivid scenarios in my head💓💓 😍😍😍

*fyi, shitlings is a loose translation for "gówniaki/gówniarze", an insult you have for children in Polish (similar to the English "shithead"). Do what you will with that new knowledge. The world is your oyster with that one ig 👍

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donalddork · 4 months ago

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Why do people hate Sakura Haruno so much?

Is there any valid reasons or is there none, and they just simply don’t like her character?

I’ve asked my brothers, and it’s always “she’s useless” and “she’s weak,” even though I’ve shown them countless times how she’s very useful and not weak at all. Then they start comparing her to Sasuke and Naruto and saying how she might be able to beat the other characters I’ve shown them, but she can’t beat Sasugay and Naruto. Which is just so “bffr” because who tf could? 💀 Those crazy amped up powerhouse’s. No one’s beating them, except those crazily overpowered villains, but even then, those villains don’t stand a chance either.

Then they start going after her appearance and comparing her to other girl characters. How she’s ugly, flat chested, and has a big forehead. How Hinata and Ino are better looking and are way more useful. That if Sakura was gone it wouldn’t even mess up the story because Ino could just do what Sakura does and heal people and whatever.

Last, they go after her personality and her actions. Which I can honestly understand, as I used to be the biggest Sakura hater when I was younger because I thought she was the most annoying fan girl ever. And the way she would take shots at Naruto (as in insult him) and hit him, had me fuming from my ears and wanting to bang her head on a rock. Then I got older and realized that she was just a kid, and that she was way better in the manga. Her animated version was just done dirty.

Idk, I just feel like a lot of the Sakura hate is forced. Sakura is just a little cutie 🤭🩷✨

#naruto #sakura haruno #haruno sakura #pro sakura haruno

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cookie-crumblr · 1 year ago

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ezra and a chubby darling uwu

We all know that all of my oc’s are chubby chasers so 😮‍💨✨

I think… This might actually bea beautiful one tho lol

!!MINORS DNI!!

CW: GN READER,insecure reader, already established relationship Ezra, internal fatphobia, name calling (bitch, slut,) comfort in Ezra’s way lol, sexual theme but sfw im p sure

another cw/an: Ezra isn’t the type to use your actual insecurities against you, instead he definitely makes you insecure about things he thinks are attractive about you. like small things you do, for example, if you’re easy to startle, or if you get horny when you’re high. stuff like that!

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know… I just don’t feel very confident right now…”

“Why the fuck not?” He slams you up against a wall, boxing you in. “Someone else pickin’ on ya?”

“Uh-uh… I d-don’t know, and no, nevermind hah,” You laugh nervously.

“Tell me, bitch.” He hits the wall above your head, making you jump.

His lips come closer to your ear, his breath through your hair sends chills down your spine.

“Haaah” You sigh, and your legs become weak.

“Hah! You’re such a sensitive little slut.” He brings a hand to your throat and slams you harder against the wall, “Now tell me or else”

“J-just my body…”

“What about it?” he squeezes your neck, you feel dizzy, and hot.

His knee firmly digs up into your crotch.

“I feel” you. take a haggard a breath, “ugly.”

“That it? Would I be fuckin’ a slut i thought was ugly? stupid bitch.” He finds your chin to force your face to look up at him. “Nah, what you should be insecure about is the slutty way you sway your hips when you walk. Makes bad people like me get the wrong idea…”

You’re in for a long night…

#cookie speaks #my oc #yandere #oc x reader #oc x you #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere bully oc #bully oc x you #bully oc #bully oc x reader #bully x reader #bully x victim #chubby reader #chubby reader x bully #oc ezra

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limboraptor · 8 months ago

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Ananaviar AU Concept

It was any normal day for Ananas, just scanning their beautiful, spotless island- WAIT WHAT IS THAT??? Some ugly BLOB on their spotless beach?? NOT happening. Upon flying down to the shore, they see a limp body of Caviar face first in the sand. Mango cookie had just arrived at the same time too.

"Ew, a dead body." Ananas's nose crinkles in disgust as they use their staff to poke the dark-haired body. Curious to see his face, they pull up his face from the sand by the back of his hair and was met with an "uuughhhh". IMMEDIATELY Ananas jumps back in surprise with an "OH ITS ALIVE", dropping his face back in the sand and hiding behind the much smaller cookie.

"He is alive! Are you okay, sir?" Mango asks with a smile, Ananas still narrowing their eyes as the stranger slowly sits up and wipes the sand from his face and mustache, eventually finding his bearings. "Yeah.....I think..." Looking around, he realizes he's someplace he's never been before. "Where exactly am I...?"

Before Mango could reply, Ananas steps forward, spreading their wings and presenting themself. "Rejoice, mortal. You have marooned yourself on the radiant Pineapple Island, and you stand before none other than the Lord of the Island, the golden dragon, Ananas Dragon!!✨Don't bother to bow, I wouldn't dare strain your already weak mortal body."

Caviar, stares up at Ananas blankly, processing what they said for a second before passing right back out. "Oh. Shocked him too much with my radiance...?" Ananas asks, blinking before Mango replies: "No, he's had a heatstroke! He must have been beached all morning! I would be ever so grateful if you could help me bring him back to my village, please?"

With a scoff and smirk, Ananas replies: "You're lucky you're my favorite. Besides, since you asked so nicely..." and scoops up the sea captain in their arms (bridal style teehee) and flies him on over to Mango's village.

#IDK THIS IS KINDA HOW I EXPECT EM TO MEET #I HAVE MORE DW ill yap about them #im cooking i swear #ananaviar #captain caviar cookie #ananas dragon cookie #cookie run kingdom #cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak

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catindabag · 11 months ago

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TBOSAS on Crack short take (56)

Casca: Ms. Price, could you get your weird dog off The Academy’s lawn right this instant?

Persephone: Sir, I’m sorry but I don’t have a dog.

Casca: That’s incorrect. He’s currently causing a scene outside my school.

Persephone: But sir, I’m being honest. I’m even allergic to them-

Festus: I think he’s talking about your crazy dad, Percy.

Persephone: My dad? But Festus, he’s at home-

Coryo: Creed’s right, Price. Just look out the window. Your crazy old man has been rolling around the lawn for hours.

Persephone: What?! Let me see! *opens the window*

Nero: *is screaming and rolling like an angry toddler*

Coryo: Did you see him now?

Persephone: Sh*t! You’re right! My poor daddy’s acting like a madman again!😩 *runs out of the classroom to get her dad*

Festus: *sighs* Poor Percy Price.

Felix: What’s up with Nero Price though? Why is he acting like that?

Coryo: Well, according to rumors, Percy’s old man lost his mind when the rebels tried to starve us to death.

Felix: Is his madness permanent?

Coryo: Yes. It’s permanent. He doesn’t even go to work anymore.

Festus: True. Percy’s mama is now the sole breadwinner of the family.

Arachne: *scoffs* It must be because he’s a crazy canniba-

Coryo: Don’t finish that sentence, Crane.

Arachne: Or what, Snowy~?

Coryo: Or I’ll tell the whole school about the day you lost your precious ✨Sandwich Queen✨ title to Festus and Sejanus.

Arachne: You dare threaten me?!

Coryo: I’ll also publish the photos of you wearing an ugly neck brace-

Arachne: Go suck a di-

Felix: But seriously, what happened to the “Railroad Titan” Mr. Price?

Festus: Well, all we know is that he lost his marbles because of the rebels.

Urban: Was it the maid stew?

Coryo: Maybe? Who knows.

Io: Hey, guys, look! *points at Nero Price* He’s now barking like a dog at Percy!

Apollo: Cool!

Clemensia: Is that normal?

Festus: That’s just part of his madness.

Coryo: Yeah. That’s pretty normal for him to do.

Sejanus: Coryo, my love, why are you and Festus so nonchalant about this?

Coryo: Well, my love, you already know that Percy, Festus, and I have been childhood friends and neighbors since forever. So I’ve seen her crazy old man go wild a couple of times before.

Festus: That’s not even his final form.

Gaius: He has a final form?!

Androcles: What’s his final form?

Coryo: It’s when he wears his pajamas wolf onesie and howls at the moon all night long.

Felix: That’s so weird.

Coryo: Yeah. It’s quite odd, but he literally thinks that he’s a cool werewolf or something.

Dennis: What about your poor neighbors? How did they react?

Coryo: Oh, they hate it when he does that. However, it’s impossible to arrest him when he’s in his ✨werewolf mode✨.

Apollo: Can I be a werewolf too?

Diana: No.

Io: But why is it impossible to arrest one madman howling in the middle of the night?

Coryo: Because Nero Price bites like a rabid dog. Heck! He might even have rabies for all we know.

Festus: He can even easily tear out the limbs of a grown man.

Felix: That’s impossible-

Festus: Coryo and I have seen him do it before.

Coryo: And rumors say that he once tore off the head of a rebel who tried to kill Percy.

Lysistrata: In the name of self-defense, right?

Coryo: Sure. Let’s stick with that.

Urban: So what’s his weakness?

Coryo: His wife.

Urban: Really?

Coryo: You don’t bite the hand that feeds you, do you?

Urban: I guess not.

Felix: By the way, are we going to help Percy catch her dad or should we just leave her be?

Clemensia: Maybe we should call the Peacekeepers?

Urban: Or a dog catcher.

Coryo: Is crazy Nero Price running around with a stick in his mouth?

Felix: No.

Coryo: Then that’s a good sign.

Festus: Yup. Percy doesn’t need us to intervene. She can handle him herself.

Felix: Are you sure about that?

Festus: Bro, I’ve seen her wrestle a nursery of rabid raccoons before. She’ll be fine.

Io: Hey, guys, I think Percy needs our help. Her crazy father is now throwing mud at her.

Sejanus: Yo, he’s now stealing and throwing our bikes in the fountain!

Androcles: Sh*t! He destroyed my expensive skateboard!

Apollo: And my tiny scooter!

Coryo: Yeah. That’s a bad sign. Let’s go help her.

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lu-dao-writes · 1 year ago

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𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚜!𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈 ♡ ˊˎ- Nanami as an incubus and his relationship with you! With Gojo on the side. (Idek what this summary is😭)

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔(𝓈) / 𝒯𝒶𝑔𝓈 ♡ ˊˎ- Incubus Nanami & Gojo, Gojo being Nanami’s wingman fr, gender neutral reader, black coded reader, Nanami being stubborn, themes of sex, mentions of Nanami touching himself, & switches of povs.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝒜/𝒩 ♡ ˊˎ- I’m a slut for this man, what can I say y’all✋🏼😔? But spooky season is upon us and I’m thinking about supernatural shit and dark themes✨ But idk what happened to the form of this? Listen, I’m at the airport waiting for my flight and I’m bored and want this out lmao🤪. I’m hoping to do a part 2 where it’s more smutty based, but smut is hard y’all😩. I appreciate all the likes on my last post btw!🙏🏼🥺💕. Minors/ ageless blogs DNI please and lemme know any mistakes or missed tags.

He’s not fond of his nature, but he has learned to live with it. I mean he has to lmao.

He’s stubborn with his feeding schedule, and his a little picky. As usual Kento is more worried about getting that bread.

Gojo gets on his head about not taking care of himself (of course in a more playful/blasé manner, but he cares his Nanamin).

Gojo also knows when he hasn’t fed because it shows in Nanami’s appearance first before it show in his attitude.

His eyes gets a bit sunken in, the dark circles get darker, his hair looks dull, then he gets more uncanny from there if prolonged (which hasn’t happened, Nanami’s not that careless)

Then comes the attitude! Nanami’s patience grows very thin and he’s a mixture of tired, weak, & hungry. His already sharp and witty quips at Gojo become more sharper and a bit meaner, but nothing that goes over the line.

He’s not down for Gojo’s games essentially. Even more so now😗.

When he meets you, you were his server at this cute little cat cafe that Gojo dragged him to (he didn’t give the man a chance to say no).

Nanami doesn’t mind cats, he’s just not looking forward to getting their fur out from his clothes.

But you were a sight for sore eyes. Every inch of you being taken in by Nanami’s shade covered eyes and that familiar hunger in his belly rose its ugly head slightly.

He had to swallow hard and remind himself to actually answer you and remember his order.

He ignores Gojo’s knowing smirk and childish little prods at his ankles, instead focusing on his beverage of choice and listening to your voice as you take Gojo’s order. Once you’re gone is when he gripes at him.

Your voice, no matter how it sounds, is soothing and appealing to his ears, and your scent…

It’s what keeps him coming back.

All the cat hair on his clothes is worth it if he gets to keep seeing you.

You can say he’s a bit addicted to ya.

Eventually he manages to get your number and he noticed how every time he came, you were always his server, not that he’s complainin.

Dates with him are fun and romantic, first going to a restaurant, then stroll in the park and getting showered in sakura blossoms, going shopping (him buying whatever you want), more meal related dates, etc. He adores seeing you happy and pampered.

But you truly haunt his nearly sleepless nights and he can’t help but touch himself to the very thought of you. But it’s never truly enough.

Then…

Nanami starts to spiral. You are a human and he is a creature of lust.

His safety and or your safety could be compromised and with that in mind, he begins to back off.

And just as things were going so well too…

Nanami didn’t ghost you, thankfully, but he disclosed that things weren’t working out and that he’s sorry for wasting your time. But he did it on text. He just didn’t want to face you, unfortunately and he regrets it to this day

But on your side, to forget your anger and sorrows, you go to a nightclub to party and slightly drink the pain away.

But unfortunately you also saw Nanami and his friend from before there as well🤪😜.

It was tough but you ignore him just like he ignored your multitude of text messages.

…

Okay maybe you didn’t completely ignore him-.

You can’t help but look at him every so often and from the few glances you got to do, he looked kinda miserable, definitely agitated, and a bit ill looking..

Nanami was very much disinterested in anyone flocking his way and he immediately would send them to Gojo’s way instead, thankfully they took the bite, finding Gojo even more attractive.

But his mood sours even more when he catches wind of you.

You look gorgeous as always, especially in your fit (it’s something he bought you) and he wanted nothing more than to go over to you and sweep you up off your feet (and other things~).

But he doesn’t. All he does is keep his watchful gaze on you, making sure you’re okay and because well… He wants you!

Anyone that comes near you with obvious intentions to woo you his jaw and fists would clench slightly. But again, he doesn’t get up from his seat.

Nanami was… Content to stay in his place. But that was until Gojo thought it’d be a funny idea to make his way to you, pushing pass his little harem.

Although you have your heart set on Nanami, you can’t deny that his friend isn’t gorgeous.

You bet those eyes of his gets him all that he wants with some trouble on the side.

You didn’t move away when his arm came around you, and you let him guide you to a more less crowded area, soon swaying with you as 2 On by Tinashe and SchoolBoy Q booms in the background.

If you hadn’t been pursued by Nanami you definitely would’ve let yourself be caught up with Mr. Troublemaker.

“Heyy~! So, I know you were caught up with Nanamin and all that, but if you’re free…” He puts his lips near your ear, hands sliding towards your hips and gripping them slightly. “I’d love to get to know you better~.”

Your throat bob and just as you’re about to sink into temptation-.

“That’s quite enough, Satoru.”

“Kento…,” you breathed out.

- Gojo didn’t even put up a fight, just took his hands off you with a knowing smile and let Nanami take you away from him.

- Nanami was pissed. Fuming.

- He didn’t appreciate Gojo approaching you like that. The nerve of him!

- His grip is a little tight on you, but you’re okay with it. Until you remember that you’re supposed to be mad at him.

“Now, hold on a second! Who the hell do you think you are?? I was about to get some good dick and you ruined it!” you spat.

Nanami scoffs lightly, letting your hand go. “Oh, please, you can do so much better,” he replies, defeat coating his words.

“Oh god, are you gonna be corny and say that you’re better? ‘Cause clearly you weren’t.”

Despite the hurt, he knew you had a point. He failed as a partner.

“As much as I want to, I know that I failed in that regard. I’m sorry, (y/n).”

You hate how much of a kicked puppy he looks. You sigh. “Ken… What even happened? I think I deserve to know the truth.”

Nanami swallows and as much as he wants to tell you the truth, he can’t. Too much is at risk.

“It’s because he’s an incubus, Sweetheart~.”

“Huh!?” “Satoru!?”

Both of you were flabbergasted and Nanami was three seconds away from throttling Gojo.

“Nanami, I’m tired of watching you brood and nearly kill yourself because of your fears,” Gojo explains, his playfulness gone with the wind.

“Do you have any idea what you’ve just possibly done??”

Gojo goes back to looking carefree. “Call it a gut feeling~! Now why don’t you two get outta here? Oh! And use protection~!”

Nanami fumbles through his thoughts on what to say, feeling as though he’s going to either short circuit or burst from rage. But in the end he sighs a contained breath, pinching the bridge of his nose, slightly cursing Gojo under his breath, but also feeling a tickle of guilt. He was being selfish with not taking care of himself..

He comes back to his senses when he feels you touch his arm.

“Alright… Is this true or are we really actin like clowns at the circus? If so I’ll need some more alcohol.”

“It’s true, as cliche as that sounds. I didn’t want to tell you in fear that you could maybe get in danger or I could be.”

“… Holy shit. Well I’m glad it’s nothing ridiculous or painful! But hey! I can live one of my child/teenhood fantasies by being in a relationship with a supernatural person!”

Nanami blinks at you for a good second, face perplexed before it eventually softens and he starts laughing lightly with disbelief, taking your hand into his.

When you squeeze his back eagerly he knows he has to thank Gojo for his part in all this.

#𝐉𝐉𝐊✩ ̇ ┈•ﾟ #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #nanami kento #gojo satoru #black coded reader #gender neutral reader #jjk x black reader #jjk x gender neutral reader #jjk x male reader #jjk x reader #I’m so tired y’all #black reader #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento x black reader #nanami kento x you

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apatheticnatureiskey · 9 months ago

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{DS! APOTROPAIC!: GLOOM & MIMIC}

this is not what the parallels really look like it’s just the hallucinations :)

Character Name - Nightmare

Nickname - Gloom

Role - Deuteragonist

Sexuality - Demi-polysexual

Pronouns - they/them

Height - 5’5

Physical Description - mask

Personality - They're conflicted most of the time. But normally they're like regular DS! NM but more serious and aggressive. Kind of concerned about the whole situation and doesn't know how to cope with it.

Age - 225

Weakness - their fears, their friends getting hurt,

Fear - Cleithrophobia (fear of being trapped), Atychiphobia (fear of failure), Catoptrophobia (fear/dislike of mirrors), Thanatophobia (fear of death)

Weapon - Staff

Likes - Kevin (✨🛐) // Friends // Kicking ass //

Passions & Talents - playing the Violin >:) //

Dislikes - Mimic (piece of sh--) // Paralysis (🤢) / Weakness //

Other - They were at the Meme Squad's place when the crap went down. Them and the other two decided to go get answers. They went to JR since the gas came from it's direction. This was a very bad idea because they went through the gas and kind of got traumatized because of the hallucinations. They however made it to JR and got the answers. After a fight, they decide to stay there because it was too terrible to go back through the gas. Gloom isn't that bothered since all they want is to not have anything to do with the gas. (Then the parallels came but shshsh)

So now there is a truce between JR & The Meme Squad because of the terrible situation. It is quite relieving for them, but now they have nightmares of different things that are kind of worse than the ones they had before. Mimic and them do not vibe together. Mimic is extremely manipulative and wants to take control very badly. Gloom often prevents it, and tries to stay calm during the hallucinations and nightmare periods. That doesn't mean they aren't bothered by it though.

Character Name - Mirror! Nightmare

Nickname - Mimic

Role - Villain

Sexuality - Lesbian

Pronouns - she/it/they

Height - 5’4”

Physical Description - pretty

Personality - Fake, pretends to be nice. Normally has a happy demeanor but it turns manipulative with Gloom (and if she's upset as well).

Age - 125

Weakness - Lack of Attention,

Fear - Hydrophobia (fear of water), Cacophobia (fear of ugliness),

Weapon - demonic arms that grown from the ground // sparkle light stick

Likes - Death // Deception //

Passions & Talents - Tracking // Manipulation //

Dislikes - Nightmare/Gloom (bitch <3)

Other - Now this bish is crappy manipulation wise. It takes advantage of people and stabs them in the back.

Back then she was a traitor, and turned to the bad side. And as a result, they gave themself evil/demonic powers. She kind of turned evil cause the urge for attention went really far. Also she's like… demonic with they're arms that rise from the ground. ;-;

She is second in command and the second to most powerful.

#dreamswap au #dreamswap #my art #ds nightmare #ds fanart #ds! apotropaic #ds! apotropaic! gloom #dreamswap nightmare #dreamtale au #???#ds! apotropaic! mimic #why is the quality so bad

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Whole hog michele

YES, finally giving my boy the attention he deserves! (A heads up for CW Child Abuse)

Look at this beautiful creation by @pyromaniacqueen ! Prettiest man in town!

Ask Game for someone's OCs

✨- How did you come up with the OC’s name?

Already not answered here. I can't speak to any questions about his conception, since he was originally the OC of a friend and I got to 'keep' him when they moved on from the Hetalia fandom.

🌼 - How old are they? (Or approximate age range)

Born on 15th July, 1987 and 26 in the first book of the main series. His twenties is what he hovers around in age in most stories.

🌺- Do they have any love interest(s)?

Has he ever! Of course, the one I'm most well-known for is perhaps SicIre, aka him and Harry O'Connel. The definition of OTP for me and it has been the greatest honour to rewrite Irish Problems to tell their meet-ugly that launched a thousand posts. Saluting emoji.

But Michele is simply too shipable to me. Love GreSic, aka him and his childhood friend Herakles who bond over the shared secret of their horrible childhoods. Michele is also just weak to a man with big arms and big legs ... plus they can talk all throughout the night. I love GreSic, man.

TurSic is great for "The one that got away". I love these two being flirtsy and Michele being into being adored, but also clearly saying "Ah ah ah! Not your toy!". And Sadık can't help it, he loves to run after beautiful people to cherish. This ship is also very-well suited to femme fatale, ever-devouring Sicily Michele ...

I ship FraSic but only as horribly, messily divorced ship. These two only saw each other as shiny, shiny trophies for two weeks and then all they could think about was sexily murdering the other. I love FraSic as bitter exes so much man.

Sicgypt has also been on my radar, simply because I love the Sicily & Egypt connections throughout history and they're both very laidback together, I think. Would both love to adore the other.

Michele is also one of two men that Arielle has any romantic respect for and they make an absolute dream marriage in my res publica AU. They're only friends in LFLS (<main AU) and most other universes I come up with, though. Also because I'm too busy ruining Arielle's life by her finally being engaged to Tahir and then that DIPSHIT still chooses Robert. But that's neither here nor there.

🍕 - What is their favorite food?

Pasta Norma and good, fresh seafood. He loves an eggplant so much. Also pistachios, everything sweet that comes in pistachio, he'll get in pistachio. Hell, he has pistachio-flavoured condoms, which are one of the main reasons Harry seriously wanted to stage an intervention at some point.

💼 - What do they do for a living?

Gangster - again. In this case, he's the biggest shark in Sicily's already dangerous shark tank.

🎹 - Do they have any hobbies?

He loves gardening and cooking, both things he inherited from his mother. It was Maria Vento, who turned the useless, landscaped garden of that hell-mansion into a vegetable and fruit patch. After his father died, Michele expanded on it. He also taught both of the twins how to cook, and especially Lorenzo was an eager student.

🎯 -What do they do best?

He is an excellent cook and an excellent host. The latter is also connected to how he's a great leader. This man will keep a group together! He'll stand his ground, but he'll make concerns feel heard. He'll put everyone at ease and rally them to a cause, just because he makes them feel like a family. Certainly, he does choose to whom to extend his empathy - He wouldn't be a mafioso, couldn't be, if he did to everyone. But when he does extend his empathy, he does make it feel heartfelt.

🥊 -What do they love to do? What do they hate to do?

Loves to cook! Loves to garden! Hates to have to catch Angelo's chicken and drive it back to his farmer neighbour! (Seriously, how do these chickens keep escaping and make it all the way over to his fenced in garden?).

❤️ - What is one of your OC’s best memories?

When his mother first let him help cook in the kitchen ...

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

Probably most of his childhood, as far as his father is concerned. To be beaten and then told that if he told his mother (again), he'd earn twice the beating again is probably seared into his memory.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one?

Already not answered here!

🍀 - What originally inspired the OC?

Already not answered here!

🌂 - What genre do they belong in?

He should be in an upbeat yet whistful regional romantic family comedy ... instead he's in this gangster drama.

💚 - What is your OC’s gender identity and sexuality?

He's a pansexual cis man.

🙌 - How many sibling does your OC have?

None! But Marco and Lorenzo Bontade, the twins he took under his wing when they were 12 and he just 18, refer to him as their "big brother".

🍎 - What is the OC’s relationship w/their parents like?

He loves and adores his mother Maria above all else. She's his everything, the person he loves the most in the entire world. Her love is the reason he's even alive.

Because his father Salvatore is one of the main reasons this AU is called "Like Father Like Son". Jealous that someone else got attention by his beloved Maria, he quickly grew to hate his son and physically abused Michele for most of his childhood. Michele has never told anyone but Herakles about the abuse and he's haunted by everyone associating him with his father's brutal political legacy.

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

He's such a tragic figure and I love that. He's so motivated by 'fixing' himself, eradicating any trace of the hurt he received in everyone's mind, that he doesn't notice how he hurts those he loves the most and wants to protect the most in this quest. You understand why he's so desperate to achieve his goal and you can also blame him for his actions, still. He's a posterchild for how most of the characters in LFLS have been failed, deserved support and help and didn't get it, so now they keep the cycle of trauma and abuse going.

✏️ - How often do you draw/write about the OC?

Currently in a writer's block when it comes to Irish Problems, but I've been consistently writing him for the past few years. Even more so because most of the time when I want to write, it ends up being a SicIre drabble. When in doubt, make Michele and Harry be in love.

💎 - Do you ever see yourself killing off the OC?

No, not Michele, dearest. Again, whether he grows old or not is none of my business, but I wouldn't kill my Miché.

💀 - Does your OC have any phobias?

No phobias, as far as I'm aware of, no. He does have a deepseated distrust of father figures and hates being called 'son' or someone acting like he does with his own kids. Unadoptable by men, this man.

🍩 -Who is your OC’s arch-nemesis or rival?

The Vargas brothers, but more specifically Lovino Vargas. Cousins thrice removed, Lovino believes that he's entitled to Sicily as part of his territory, especially since his family has all of Italy and is so much more successful than Michele's. Michele is going to give up his power and control over his cold, dead body. They also both hate how much they see themselves in the other - either all they could never be but should OR they see their most glaring faults reflected back at them.

🎓 - How long have you had the OC?

That is a good question, because I don't know when Michele stopped being my friend's OC and became my OC instead ... I'd guess somewhere in 2014, 2015. When my friend moved on to other places and I was still obsessed with both Hetalia and this little AU world I created.

🍥 - What age were you when you created the OC?

I met him for the first time when I was 14!

#beareplies #the-goblin-cat #storie nostre #miche #maria #salvatore #marco #lorenzo #hera #sicire #gresic #frasic #arielle #sicgypt #cw child abuse #Him! My best boy! My Sicilian charmer! God I love Michele so much. What a MAN.

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