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simp4konig · 1 year ago

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Halloweens with König headcannons 🎃🍂

Gender-neutral Reader

*Slow burn

Word Count: ~3246

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*Soft König☺️ (but also König is a smug bastard + asshole 🙄), Established relationship, Single mention of (ambiguous) age gap 😮‍💨

🧡Happy Halloween guys!!🧡 I don't celebrate Halloween myself , but im feeling 😈in the mood😈 so i hopw this can suffice for this ooky kooky spooky season 😰😰

Gos i wanna kms ive veen so uninspirws AAAHAHAHAHDHDHDDH this is literslly. Me rn--->💥💥💥💥💥🙂🔫 fuckijg FINALLT GOT sometjing OUT 🥳🥳 rest asusred iwont kms i need to finish my rqs first ☺️💖💖✨ i will feel SO euphoric when all the WIPS will become Completed Works !! 😍😍Im just gonna not post until i gdt smth donw bci hate giving false promises its the same as lyijg,🗿🗿

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König wasn't really one for Halloween.

Hadn't ever been, really, as he hadn't been raised to celebrate it.

In his household, he hadn't had much exposure to the Western "Hallow's Eve".

Besides, even if he was familiar with the tradition, his parents didn't bother celebrating those kinds of trivialities; after all, they certainly weren't going to bother wasting hard-earned money on trifles like pumpkins, just so they'd rot on the front porch, or candy that would rot your teeth, or on vulgar masks that depicted serial killers and monsters, too blasphemous to bear.

Plus, his neighbourhood didn't partake in "Trick-or-treat'ing" at all, and wouldn't leave any candy for any children — wouldn't do anything, really.

Nobody decorated their house with ghouls and ghosts, nobody dressed up as vampires or murderers, nobody jumped from behind corners to shout "Boo!".

None of that, as these ideas were childish. Infantile. Juvenile, even.

Thus, October 31st, König's Austrian villiage was quiet. So eerily quiet you'd had thought it was a ghost town had it not been for hundreds of cloaked figures in the cemetary — as, for König, "Halloween" tended to be a more sombre occasion in comparison to the American/English versions.

Instead of running around and knocking on people's doors with a broad, lopsided smile like other children ought, he was brought along to visit the graves of his family members: graves of his ancestors, which he'd be told about in detail, details of the person buried six feet under the stone slab; information and stories passed down from generations.

He would be taught to honour those deceased in his family and respect their memory, to remember those in the afterlife and what they sacrificed to get there.

Carrying a lamp, he'd light candles on those decrepit gravestones, text faded and illegible, while his parents left boquets of flowers, and pulled up their long black cloaks. Silently paying their respects.

While it wasn't necessarily a day of mourning — König never needed tissues to wipe any tears or blow his nose, and neither did anyone else in the family — it was far graver when compared to the Halloween holidays elsewhere.

However, König's memories of Halloween were few, far, and in-between.

Whenever he'd hear of other people's experiences, he was never nostalgic, as, the times that he did attend those familial ceremonies he was either too young to understand what was happening, or knew too little of the deceased[s] in question to be moved by the heavy atmosphere.

Not only that, but the time period was overwhelmingly solemn, with people flooding the burial grounds, some murmuring prayers, others with tears in their eyes.

There was no laughter, no treats, no fun costumes. Not even tricks. Just suffocating depression all around.

So, he didn't really associate the celebration with something to celebrate: what, celebrating the deaths of your family? That was quite morbid, when he thought about it, and he wasn't going to dedicate an entire month every year to remind himself of death with so many other operators around him falling on the battlefield, and having had faced the grim reaper himself several times already.

Hence, every 31st of October, he did nothing. Didn't acknowledge it at all.

But all that changed one fateful day in September. When he finally acknowledged it, all right (with a little of your help of course)!

You had asked König in passing if he had considered dressing up as something for Halloween. Maybe what he had considered doing on the evening. Or if he had plans to attend the autumn fair sometime soon.

His response? A blank look. Distant recognition.

For a quiet moment, you thought he was scowling at you, silently ridiculing your childish suggestion.

Then: "Halloween? Ah!" An amused chuckle, endeared by the child-like curiosity in your eyes, and a silent sigh of relief from you.

"I don't celebrate it, myself, meine liebe. But you're welcome to tell me what your costume is. I'd love to hear all about it, maus."

Mortified by this revelation, you couldn't let this go.

"What do you mean you "don't celebrate it"? You have got to be joking!"

Wide eyes, and jaw agape, you were in disbelief.

He simply shook his head with a strained smile. "I've just never seen it as something to celebrate, you know? No reason to."

Taking it upon yourself to prove him wrong, you wasted no time converting this skeptic into a believer. "Oh no, there is. I mean, it's Halloween! Everyone is crazy for it!"

Suddenly, your eyes lit up. A wave of adrenaline crashing into you, you tugged König's arm in direction of the couch.

"That's where we'll start! We're gonna watch Halloween! That'll surely get you in the spirit."

You winked at him, satisfied. Then, a sudden snort and a suppressed chortle, hand cupped over your mouth as you laughed at your pathetic attempt at a joke.

König cocked his head to the side in confusion, but let you hastily scramble for blankets, pillows, and to microwave bowls of popcorn, as he made himself comfortable on the couch cushions that sank in protest under his weight.

Initially, he was reluctant. Not necessarily looking forward to being forced to watch movies from the 80s–00s, over-the-top movies with subpar acting, to say that he was looking forward to it would have been a stretch.

However, seeing how passionate you were about the holiday, your interests, König didn't want your sweetness sour.

Yes, he was a little older than you, and perhaps didn't grasp what there was to fuss over, but he wasn't about to spoil your good mood, or dampen that excitement just because he didn't personally understand or was interested personally. He wanted to make an effort, for you.

Vowing to take part in your silly shenanigans, he swore to become involved in the festivities in order to see you smile. To keep seeing you smiling.

After that, every October evening you'd watch a movie — a (usually) corny horror classic, though spending most nights binging all the Screams, Halloweens, Chuckys, The Shinings, Saws, and Evil Deads, — huddled under moutains of blankets and stuffing your faces with toffee-flavoured popcorn.

Watching horror films with him was like being lectured on common-sense and taught self-defence lessons in real time, though. Not like you minded, but it really got rid of the edge and the tension in its entirety.

Instead of paying attention to the storyline, it's more likely König would catch on to the stupid decisions the characters and the shitty attempts to fight back, and he wouldn't be able to help commenting:

"Why did she leave the knife in him? In his abdomen, of all places? Now the murderer has a weapon! Should have taken it out and left him to bleed out. But noooo, nein, leave the knife there."

"Going into the forest on his own? In the night? With a killer on the loose? Mein Gott, he is such a dummkopf! Bring a friend, why don't you?"

"Liebling, why is there so much gore? Isn't this rated "15"? Wait, and why is there a lady with no shirt? This is supposed to be scary, ja? I'm very scared. Scared you'll slap me, actually, if I don't keep looking at my lap."

Angrily ranting at the television, you'd gently reassure him, that, "Sweetie, this is fiction. Sometimes, the scenes are unrealistic." "But it said "based on real events"! I swear, liebling, if I watch another ten minutes of this I'll have a headache. I can't comprehend the stupidness."

Tough crowd, that couldn't really immerse himself in the plot, but you took a note or two for the sorts of horror movies König wouldn't dislike.

Although he insulted all the characters for being stupid and ridiculed all the characters for being so brainless, he would begrudgingly admit that he enjoyed the movie, pointing out some of his favourite scenes.

Self-aware comedic slashers meant he could suspend disbelief and laugh out loud a little, while, movies with an omnipotent monster meant he couldn't criticise any inaccuracies. He didn't winge at those as much in comparison to major blockbuster films. In fact, he even preferred low budget movies, ones that were pure comedic relief and so self-aware that he wouldn't be able to help but laugh along, unable to hide his amusement.

Afterwards, at exactly midnight, you'd be huddled together in the dark under a thick blanket, gorging your mouth with sugary sweets and bite-size chocolates (also indulging in chocolates that were far from bite-size), giggling like lunatics (well, that was mostly you, but König joined in to keep you company).

Later, face serious, with a torch under your chin, you'd be whispering hushedly with a tone of foreboding, voice low, and words ominous:

"Drip. Drip. Dripping water. She had checked the bathroom taps, the kitchen taps, and they were twisted tightly closed. A leakage, perhaps? Or, perhaps, something else. As she roamed the corridor, the drip-drip-drip of liquid grew louder. And louder—"

"Ah, she should call her plumber, then, shouldn't she?" A sure shit-eating smirk that was obscured by his mask, but the way his eyes were squinting you knew he was taking the piss.

Of course, storytelling was not as haunting as you would have had liked it to be: König would interject, interrupting the aura of mystery and the medatitive atmosphere, with sarcastic remarks. It made the narrations really melodramatic in the end, and frustrated you to no end.

Still, you would groan, and, undaunted by his immature antics — as, mind you, this was a grown-ass man, a 6'10 wall of muscle messing around like this, teasing you not like the cocky Colonel he was but a snarky teenage boy — continue:

"—she walked on — despite having been rudely interrupted moments prior — and her heart sank. Blood. A puddle of it, on the floor, looking like gallons upon gallons of it had—"

"Maybe she was — ah, what's the word?" A thoughtful pause, hand where his chin was under the fabric "— menustrating? Was she wearing white pants, maybe?"

"—Menstruating, König — and stop ruining my horror narration! Now I've lost the plot! Okay — against her will, her eyes moved up the wall, following the dripping blood. To her horror, it was coming from the attic. Swallowing the heavy lump in her throat, she pulled open the hatch with jittering fingers, grip slackened by the warm sweat on her palms, knees threatening to buckle. And, when the trap door released, she gasped. Blood draining her face, she saw—"

An exaggerated gasp from König, as he clasped his hands over his mouth in mock shock. "She— she saw— your mother! Mein Gott, the horror!"

"Shut up, König!" An annoyed huff, and shuffling away. "Honestly, you're such a killjoy..."

König, scooping you into his arms when you turned around with crossed arms, pouting lips, and furrowed brows, nuzzed his masked face into your neck, chuckling heartily. You squirmed under his hold, fabric tickling your sensitive neck, and you'd desperately hold back your giggles, trying hard to keep a straight face.

"Ja, ja, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Es tut mir leid, meine Liebe. Please keep going. What did she find in the attic?"

"No! You made me forget the grand reveal, now! I forgot what was up there, anyways..."

Walking around the house, you'd have the fright of your life when a huge shadow would jump in front of you at odd hours of the day.

"Boo!" König's voice resounded, loud and reverberating.

And you screamed, damn near verging on a heart attack.

"Shoving" him in frustration — you became actually even more frustrated when the man was like a solid wall and did not even budge a millimetre — König was quick to console you.

Doting over you, a wide smile on his face that the mask couldn't hide, he would be so overly lovey-dovey with you in an attempt to win back your affection that you'd roll yours eyes so far they'd end up in the back of your head.

"Meine liebe, I'm sorry for scaring you. I couldn't resist. You'll forgive me, won't you? You will, right? Please say yes."

You insisted you would, seemingly unassuming, then schemed to startle him at odd hours of the night as payback for losing your dignity in that moment.

At one point, you had even waited half an hour in the wardrobe while he was showering, only to jump out and see König in only a towel.

Yeah, you were the one that got jumpscared instead, face erupting in red despite you two being together for months at that point. You gave up trying to spook him then, bitterly accepting defeat.

Though, going along with your silly little activities, like going shopping for Halloween decorations, made König's heart swell seeing you bounce around excitedly and point out all the ornaments.

He didn't quite consent to you buying a life-size skeleton to call him Greg and place him in your shared bedroom. That was one step too far.

Still, seeing the wonder on your face, in awe of all the masks, costumes, decorations, and animated mannequins that'd cackle after triggering their mechanisms made his steel-blue eyes soften, melting into pure love and devotion for you.

So, to humour you one day, and to lift your mood after scaring you that one morning, König made two eye-holes in a white blanket, running after you around the house, almost tripping over it in his haste.

"Ooooo-ooo!" he moaned in over-dramatised agony, voice low yet playful. "This is not König, but his ghooost! Run, liebling, or you'll be neeext!"

Hearing him say that in his Austrian accent was so hilarious that were tears running down your cheeks from how hard you'd be laughing, and your sides splitting with the laughter, struggling scramble away, giggling.

Those moans of agony would become genuine cries in pain when he'd accidently hit his head on the doorframe when he forgot to duck in his excitement. The one time that bulky helmet of his could have come to use.

Despite all that, you'd be cornered against the wall, with nowhere to run, and König would pounce, tickling your sides viciously.

That broad smile on your face and the expression was worth fooling around and making a fool of himself.

He even didn't mind having you coo over his "injury" just like how he had when he was doting over you, because he loved you so much.

And, he loved you so much, that he even allowed you to "decorate" his gear. "To make it appropriate for the spooky season!" you had insisted, and he'd comply, not wanting to dull that sparkle in your eyes.

So contented with painting an intricate monster on his mask with fluorescent orange paint, you didn't notice König watching you hunched over the desk from behind, leaning against the doorframe with a loving smile on his face.

You hadn't expected that he'd wear that gear on base — veil, knee pads, helmet, and all — strutting his stuff. Just to remind everyone that their Colonel had a lovely spouse back home.

What you hadn't anticipated was how quickly König would start enjoying the season. Unexpectedly, he became obsessed with Halloween — his favourite tradition, second only to Christmas.

Carveling hollowed-out pumpkins of all shapes and sizes was one of his favourite past-times.

You'd think that with his size he'd struggle to cut through the orange crust without crushing it into pumpkin-coloured mush in his fists, but you'd be forgetting that he was skilled with a knife.

That said, König wasn't artistic. At all. The best he could produce would be a lopsided smiling caricature of... something. A nondescript creature, which you had complimented him on being so cute, only for him to angrily insist that it was an evil monster, and not cute at all.

Still, you would snap a picture before he could object, and give this pumpkin the spotlight on your front porch, soon many more following suit. Jack'o'lanterns illuminating your front step, glowing gold.

The sweet scent of cinnamon, ginger, and vanilla extract filled your house, new freshly-baked treats from the oven laid out on the kitchen island daily.

Delicious aroma of sugary pastry, homemade banana bread with small hints of vanilla and sprinkled with icing sugar, candied oranges and sour, sherbet lemon cakes, crunchy cinnamon sugar pumpkin seeds ("Made from the pumpkin guts!" you exclaimed with a smile of pride, König's eyes smiling in delight of your enthusiasm).

Crumbly shortbread in the shape skulls and bats, round cookies with orange and black icing resembling pumpkins, sponge cakes that oozed thick raspberry and strawberry jam when you bit into them ("Because they were bleeding blood," you proclaimed, a devilish smirk on your face — or, something like it, as to König you were the cutest angel he'd had ever been blessed to be around), and so, so, so much more.

So much that your weekly trips to the supermarket became biweekly, until you two found yourselves stocking up on sugar, flour, eggs, and butter far too often to keep track of.

The house was so inviting, especially to little ones from the neighbourd, that their mouths were agape and their eyes sparkled as they passed your "haunted house", holding the hands of their parent(s).

Mentioned in an earlier post that König has a soft spot for children, he'd stock up on Halloween candy and treats, and lug bucketfuls of sweets on the doorstep for any little ones that'd knock on your door to cheerfully cry out in unison, full of glee: "Trick or treat!"

He'd welcome them with open arms, but, with most of them being so little, they'd point with bulging eyes the giant on the doorstep, to be harshly reprimanded by their mothers and fathers for their ignorance and rudeness.

Few would say much after seeing König the giant, and after daring to scoop a handful of confectionary, bowing their heads and avoiding his eyes would mumble a shaky "...Th-thank you, s-sir—!"

One of them, however — a little girl with rosy cheeks donning white stockings and a gold tinsel halo — beamed brightly, albeit shyly, at König, thanking him for the treat and his generosity. An innocent, toothy smile that made her squint from how high it reached her eyes, her front baby teeth missing.

When she had her back turned to you two, she ran as fast as her chubby little legs could take her, and exclaimed, "Mommy! Mommy! That giant is a big and friendly one! A big, friendly giant. Can we go again, please? Please?"

It was only when you nudged König with your elbow, grinning, when she had skipped happily away, that he had realised he had tears in his eyes.

Moreover, maybe the memories König had of Halloween weren't so cheerful, or ones even worth remembering in the first place; after all, his childhood wasn't so cheerful. Joyless, and with little life.

But, with the way that Halloween was shaping up to be, he was already looking forward to the special celebration.

So full of life the you two were, you would laugh at the irony — animated and living the dream, while celebrating the day of the day. It brought you two to more laughter.

And, with you, König could make new ones, ones that you'd look back on fondly years from now, and those grueling months on deployment.

...

Note: Went off experience here for the beginning, guys🫡🫡 for the mowt part i have never celebrated Halloween😰 only a couple times in Poland, and once in England when i drank tomato juice and prwtended it was blood and i was a vampire🤪,

, but I Googled "Halloween in Austria" /Germany" to clarify whether I wasn't just speaking outta my ass and König here would have celebrated it differently to how I had in Poland 💀cuz, yknow, im not egocentric ajd the world doesnt celebrate things the same way Poles do 😘...

...And, no, I wasn't !☺️✨✨(... sort of😅... As far as I know, Germany has adopted the West's Halloween, ans theres pumpkin carving competitiomsn stuff, while Austria does indeed celebrate it slightly differently) .

Because I have no fuckijg idea of König's nationaloty anymore as it KEEOS CHANGING, I got the vest of both worlds 🥲🥲

Also been really busy guys😰😰😰by busy i mean stressing out ovee not writing then proceeding to NOT write bc im stressed❤️❤️🥰 you know jow it is!! 🤗(🔫) its ok tjo❤️(no it isnt) ill work tjis oit somejow🥹(no i wont im gonna kms) 🥰🥰

Have a very spooky halloween guys<3Feel bad foe those that are buying candy bc not onky is it smallwe than last uear but its more expensive 💔😟

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ediewentmissing · 2 years ago

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Look at this sexy fucking man! Please! For the love of all of the underwear this pic and your stories have helped ruin, I need a fic for this pic! The more dirty talk the better! Just mmmmmmm going to town on him and riding him and guiding his mouth to suck and bite and lick my tits like ahhhhhhhh. Please!!

IM SO SORRY THAT I MISSED THIS i took a break but now i’m back AND HOLY SHITTTTTTTTT AAAAAAAA 😍😍😍 i’ve been rlly busy lately and i’m probably not gonna write very often (sorry 😿) but i wanted to give u something, so i wrote this in approx 6 minutes lmao sub!eddie incoming

“Ah- Shit- Please,” The handcuffs rattle against the headboard as Eddie sucks in through his teeth. His jaw clenches and eyes roll back into his skull as you slowly lower yourself down on his stiff cock.

You’re not quite sure what he’s begging for. More? Less? Who cares.

“Yeah, be a good boy and fucking take it,” You ride back up his length, and back down. And again. And again. He whimpers pathetically, his top row of teeth clamping down on his bottom lip in a foolish attempt to shut himself up.

“Awh,” you coo, “Barely started yet and you’re already a mess. Filthy boy.” His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows hard, trying his hardest not to burst so quickly. But you’re just so wet, and so tight, and you’re clenching around his cock so deliciously.

“Mmm, fu-uck-” His mouth is open, head tipped back giving you the perfect view of his neck.

“Yeah? You like me using you like this?” He nods, humming.

You still on his cock, and his head jolts upright to look at you with confused, pleading eyes.

“Answer me, Eddie.”

“I- I love it…” you begin to bounce on him at a steady pace, and he moans loudly, “Fuck! God- Fuckin’ Christ. Mmmm- I love you using me. So, so much- Ah, ah-”

“God, look at you, baby…” you smirk down at him. His pupils are fully blown, swallowing the caramel-coloured irises whole. Hot tears run down his rose cheeks, picking up sweat on their way down his face.

You bounce ever so slightly faster, and go in to kiss his neck, sucking and biting that sweet spot that makes him writhe.

“Wait, no, please look at me. Please. I wanna see you.”

You pull off of his throat and look directly into his lustful eyes. Sweaty, hair sticking to his face.

He moves his palms to your abdomen, running his fingers up your torso as he breathes heavily, chest rising and falling, until he reaches your tits.

“So pretty-y~,” he groans.

“Mm, go ahead. Touch ‘em, baby,” you nod, and he carefully trails his thumbs over your nipples, gently squeezing them.

“Jesus Christ,” he mutters, involuntarily rutting his hips up into you, moaning.

You lean forward, a non-verbal sign for him to take one in his mouth, and he immediately obliges.

He kisses over your tits, soft, wet clicking sounds being drowned out by his whimpers vibrating against your chest and the skin-slapping-skin noises as you continue to ride him. He drags his tongue over everything, sucking and gasping as his high is in sight.

He bucks his hips up again, this time hitting the special spot inside of you. You clench hard around him, angling yourself to that he can slide deeper inside your aching pussy.

He detaches his lips from your chest, “Fuck, f-fuck, fuck! Haah… I’m-m gonna cum-” he moans, looking at you.

Your climax comes hurtling towards you unexpectedly, and it your pussy grips onto Eddie’s throbbing cock, only fuelling the fire of his orgasm.

He finally releases, warm, thick cum pumping into you at he same time you fall over the edge.

Breathy ‘I love you’s fall from his wet, pink lips. And it was nothing short of the truth. He loved you.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #joseph quinn smut

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ppnuggiex · 9 months ago

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　　　　　　OCTATRIO x gn reader

　　　　『　azul ,, jade ,, floyd ,, gender neutral reader 』

　　-> taking interest in their mer form

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, vulnerability from jade and azul ,, floyd being a pain in the ass

　　— some headcannons and writing blurbs for octatrio <3 they mean sm to me . might make dating hcs of them but genderswapped ,, or like dating them but theyre girls yknow ? 😭 i stumbled across some oneshots of them as girls on ao3 and now im becoming addicted to fem azul 😿🙏 also made little divider things <3 i kinda like them but they wouldnt become transparent 🤬🤬 so theyre just white n stuff 😞😞 as always enjoy and feel free to request :D

| • getting azul to trust you enough to show his merform took quite a while ,, a lot of patience and reassurance but it was worth it in the end

| • long tentacle arms expanding and curling with himself ,, flexing suction cups and reaching afar to stretch

| • face tinted red ,, glasses covering his eyes as he glanced downwards ,, his lips turned out in a pout as you gazed at his form

| • he was so sure you'd be disgusted ,, tell him never to contact you ever again ,, leaving him there in shambles with his heart broken

| • yet it never happened ,, rather the opposite instead ,, your eyes wide with excitement but voice soft and calm as to not spook azul more than he already was

| • a small " may i ?" with your hands outstretched towards him ,, ready to examine him as much as he'd let you

| • he'd only nod slowly ,, arms curling within himself once again and eyes darting around all over to ensure no one was near to see the sight before him ,, or in case he needed a quick getaway

| • azul is quite touch starved and touch sensitive ,, not used to having someone's hands over him in any sort of form ,, other than in violent means

| • how gentle you treat him ,, as though he were to wither away under your touch ( which he did feel like doing )

| • everything down under his consent ,, and his supervision of course ,, your brain and curiosity end up satiated ,, pressing a small kiss to azul's cheek in thanks for this memory

| • treasuring every touch you can get ,, reassuring azul that he's quite a beauty rather or not he thinks so ,, and last but not least a thank you for allowing this ,, for letting him trust you this much and that you would never break said trust

cool to the touch yet smooth ,, your fingertips roamed over one of his appendages . azul sucked in a breath ,, eyes fixated on your fingers and awaiting for any depricating comments from your lips . though he never expected you to smile and whisper praises to him . " you're quite beautiful , azul ." it was small and short ,, yet it meant a lot to him . " i do absolutely adore the gradation from black to purple here ,, its quite lovely if i say so ." you murmured under your breath ,, eyes raking over his form as you played with the suction cups on the underside of his appendage .

your eyes glanced back up ,, meeting azul's as they took in every movement of yours . " thank you for this azul ." you whispered ,, hands leaving his tentacle to wrap around his neck as you coddled against him . " i understand how private this is for you ,, how important it is . i really appreciate this azul ,, i'm proud of how far you've gotten ." you whispered against him ,, eyes still holding his as tears welded up in his soft iridescent gaze . his arms slowly wrapped around you ,, chest heaving as he tried to keep his composure around you . yet the more you sung genuine praise ,, the more his heart clenched in his chest and the faster his tears started to roll down his face .

he allowed himself to bury his face in your neck ,, soft cries being blocked against your skin as your hand rubbed against his back ,, lips pressing kisses to his shoulder as you let him be vulnerable . " its okay azul ,, go ahead and let it out . i'm here for you ,, i promise ." you said ,, feeling his tentacles creep across your skin to wrap themselves around your torso . just this one moment ,, this shared memory of yours ,, he let his walls down and let you in ,, the vulnerability of his current state . your lips pressed another kiss to his shoulder ,, hearing his sobs start to die down as you rest your head against his shoulder .

| • its not often that hes surprised or caught off guard ,, like in this instance for example

| • he has caught your gaze before whenever he happened to be in his more natural form ,, how your eyes would eye him up and down

| • yet you never said a word about it once ,, keeping all your thoughts to yourself ,, all your secrets locked away

| • jade had gotten curious himself ,, curious of what you thought of him in this state ,, though he was never self conscious about it once

| • it didnt bother him whether or not you liked his natural state more than his more humane one ,, it wasnt of his concern to know or need that information

| • and it surely settled that way in his mind ,, at least until he got closer to you until eventually you both ended up together in a relationship

| • he couldnt contain the thoughts clouding his mind ,, it was near impossible to put a lid on them ,, as they would come back in a mere few hours to haunt him again

| • so when you asked to see his merform ,, he was quite ecstatic ,, caught offguard yet it wasnt an ask he would refuse

| • with the two of you in one of octavinelle's pools ,, alone together with jade in the water floating about ,, you on floor of the room with wide eyes and a smile ,, jade contemplated the emotions he felt

| • somewhat vulnerable ,, yet not in a bad way he supposed ,, watching as your eyes gazed all about him before you asked if you could touch him

| • his heart may have fluttered at that ,, but he wouldnt allow you to know that ,, eyes lidded as he swam closer to the edge of the pool and letting you feed your curiosity

your hands reached out to the finals where his ears wear ,, stroking one softly with your thumb as jade laid his head in your lap . " enjoying yourself pearl ?" his sultry voice asked ,, mismatched eyes gazing into your own as he allowed you to fuel your curiosity . " yes ,," was all you could muster out ,, allowing your hands to trail over his scales coating his neck ,, collarbone and dragging down his arms . he was muscular ,, though not as much as jack was . you could still feel the flesh as your fingertips glided alongside his upper arms ,, digging in gently before moving on .

jade could feel his heart pick up pace slightly ,, eyes widening slightly as your eyes shined ,, enthralled and mesmerized by his luxurious scales . you didnt notice ,, too busy being entranced at the gradation of his scales ,, eyes glazing over little nicks and scars he's gotten over the years .

| • similar to jade ,, hes been in his more natural state around you ,, noticing your staring and has teased you for it before

| • he'll call you out on how rude it is to stare before grabbing you off the ground and dragging you into the pool with a loud giggle

| • " shrimpy's so silly ! if you wanna look or touch ya just gotta ask small fry ,," he'll remark as he rubs his cheek against yours with his long body coiling around you

| • even then it takes you a while to finally ask ,, a gentle night at the beach during sprink break having mustered up enough courage to ask

| • floyd didnt mind ,, enjoying your flustered state as he allowed you to rub your hands on his scales

| • who knows he may try to get you to itch a spot for him that he cant reach ,, or splash water onto your face with his tail

| • he'll laugh as you grumble about ,, trying to wipe the water away only to be met with even more water ,, this time using his hands instead of his tail

| • when joining him in the water you have to be careful of what you do ,, after all if you do try to run from his grip he'll only take it as indication that you wanna play chase

| • like a snake he'll slither within the water ,, hands reaching out to grab at you and pull you close to him

| • on days he happens to be more chill for the time being he lets you gaze all over ,, not bothering to call you out on your obsessive staring

| • its moments like these that you can observe floyd in his beauty ,, rather than trying to escape it

" floyd !" you grumbled as he splashed water at your face ,, causing you to squeeze your eyes shut . " for five seconds can you not splash me ?" you asked. he could only shrug ,, dorky smile on his face . " shouldn't have been starin' ,," is all he'll say ,, waiting for you to open your eyes only to splash you again . at that moment ,, you didnt care anymore and lunged forward at him ,, arms wrapping around his neck as you tried to splash water into his face as payback .

unfortunately for you ,, he'd already dived underwater and dragged you along with him without warning . when you let go and resurface ,, he's at the other end of pool laughing at your flailing arms . " for one minute can i admire you ?!" you huffed ,, glaring over in his general direction as you swam towards the ledge of the pool . it doesn't take long until hes coming up right behind you ,, grabbing at your waist and bringing you back to him . " all you had to do was ask shrimpy ." he'll say as he floats along his back ,, you ontop of him and in his arms as he lets you look him over with adoration in your eyes .

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #🌊.octavinelle #azul x reader #azul ashengrotto #floyd leech #floyd x reader #jade leech #jade x reader #🌊.jade #🌊.floyd #🌊.azul

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kittyhuii · 1 year ago

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╰┈➤ out of reach

pairings: idol!jun x gn!reader genre: angst, horror, possibly comfort??? warnings: reader is having a nightmare word count: 0.3k words

synopsis: it's that dream again, not even a dream, it was a nightmare. it's been haunting you for weeks, depriving you of your sleep, not letting you get a glimpse of your once soft and warm dreamland; but Jun was here, he was always here at times like these or so you thought.

You extend your arms, your fingers stretching to its limit trying to reach for Jun's hand. "Jun! P-please Jun!" you cry out, only for Jun to drift away even further into the darkness. "[name]!!!" he shouts out.

"[NAME]!!!"

You shoot awake from your slumber as you feel your chest heave unstable breaths. Looking to the other side of the bed, right, of course it's empty, you thought to yourself. "[name]??" you hear someone say from across the room, you turn your head to look in front of the bed only to be met with a shadowy figure lurking in the dark.

"Jun? Is that you?" you shuddered. With your right hand, you reach to the nightstand on your right trying to turn on the lamp. With a shaky breath, you pull the switch on and just as you did you felt your heart drop and you were at a loss for words, the only thing coming out of your mouth was a scream.

Again, you open your eyes to be met with the darkness enveloping your shared room, only this time you were actually alone. You sit up and hug your knees as you try to calm yourself down, but to no avail as you feel your tears well up in your eyes, only for them to fall a few moments later.

You were startled by a chime, only for it to come from your phone, "3:04am" the phone displays, dimly lighting up a part of your room. Grabbing your phone, you take a look at the flood of messages your boyfriend Jun has sent.

"Have u eaten?" ˢᵉⁿᵗ ⁷ ²⁹ᵖᵐ

"whadya have for dinner?" ˢᵉⁿᵗ ⁷:³⁰ᵖᵐ

"i miss u 😿" ˢᵉⁿᵗ ⁸ ⁴²ᵖᵐ

Just the usual texts he sends out while he's on tour with his group. Hesitantly, your finger hovers over the call button. After a few more seconds of thinking it through, you finally let your thoughts win as you tap on the call button.

It rung, and it rung, and it rung.

"Sorry, the person you are trying to call is not accepting calls at this time or is out of reach".

Putting your phone down on the nightstand, you pull your blankets closer to you as you again resort to hugging your knees, letting your tears fall as you silently cry.

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a/n: this so obviously has another part coming, but im still unsure whether or not i should continue it, let me know tho! kittyhuii out meow

#jun angst #jun comfort #jun drabbles #jun drabble #jun scenario #jun imagine #jun fanfic #jun fic #junhui comfort #seventeen jun #seventeen imagine #seventeen angst #seventeen comfort #seventeen drabble #seventeen drabbles #seventeen au #jun scenarios #seventeen x reader #jun x reader

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vampkillr · 2 years ago

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Presence — Dick Grayson

m! reader — 1k words — this is angsty kind of romantic but my definition of romantic is incredibly edgy and depressing i am so sorry — IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG IVE BEEN SO FUCKING BUSY MAN💔💔

for @ickyickyeik 😿💪

He's human. I think he forgets that frequently. How he can't heal faster than normal, how he can break just like I can. The only thing keeping him from death is skill and a whole lot of luck. Luck that will eventually run out.

The blood that spilled over the marble table I had laid him on felt so much darker than red. So much deeper than crimson. There wasn't a word for the life that seeped from his wounds. Not a way to describe how I felt watching the color drain from his face. To say I didn't know what I was doing would be a lie. I knew how to cauterize. To stitch. To save. Yet the shake in my hands was a reminder of the man dying beneath me. The one patient I couldn't allow myself to lose. A man I promised my life to. Who my soul yearned for.

I've lost time like this. Saving him. Hours blur together as if they hadn't happened at all— one moment my lover is dying beneath me, and within the blink of an eye I find myself standing in front of my bathroom mirror coated in his blood. I could feel the way it had dried and cracked along the creases of my hands. It didn't take much thought for me to turn the shower on and walk into it. Hot water soaked through my bloodied clothes, adding a comforting weight against my body as I watched how the water poured off of me in an orange haze. I knew that this wasn't making me clean. It wasn't freeing me of the proof I had to cut my lover open. But something about the way his blood slid off of me felt reassuring. Like I could see that slowly, surely, I was becoming pure again.

My hands moved on their own. Taking my clothes off, wringing them out and tossing them aside, washing away what remained of tonight's trauma. I felt like an observer of myself. As if I wasn't the one doing these things. My body seemed to take care of me when my mind couldn't. Drying my hair, getting me dressed, walking me passed the crime scene in the kitchen and to Dick, who lay passed out on the couch and blissfully unaware of the twenty four wounds I somehow managed to stitch successfully with what limited supplies I had. I dropped to my knees beside him. The weight of the situation finally seeming to crush me. He could've died. He almost did.

"Hey," Dick's strained voice pulled me back to earth for a moment. As I looked up at him, he wiped a tear away from my cheek and pulled me closer. "I'm so sorry, honey," Nothing more than a whisper. I said nothing in return. I forgave him, but at the same time I couldn't. This is what he had to do, and this is what I had to do in return. Forced to be a hero's savior. Despite everything he has done for me. Despite my love for him. I resented Dick at times like these. Where we were both at our lowest for the same reason. And maybe it was selfish of me, to be upset at him for something like this when he teeters the brink of death for the sake of Blüdhaven. But I couldn't help how I felt just as much as he couldn't help being hurt. "Say something," He begged.

"No more of this...." I knew this wasn't what he wanted to hear me say. But it's what he needed to. And to my surprise, he didn't try to justify what I had to see tonight. He didn't tell me he had no choice. He didn't say anything about responsibility. I left him to himself for a while, walking to the bedroom and grabbing whatever blankets and pillows I could and moving back to the couch.

"Don't sleep on the floor...." His hand reaching for me, in search of my forgiveness. I didn't give it to him. I backed away just slightly while putting the blankets down, giving myself some type of padding for the very light nap I'd be getting tonight.

"I have to make sure you don't die." Curt was my response. The wedge I had placed between us was hurting him more than his wounds were. I could see the tears that he fought from spilling. This wasn't what he needed. I knew that. My grudge wasn't against him. it was with the people who threatened to take him away from me. My hand making its way to his, which was still outstretched. “I'm gonna lose you like this one day.” My voice was quiet. He needed to know I wasn't upset. If only god hadn't been so cruel. If only we had been in a different time. A different city.

“I think I'm done for a while.” My heart jumped at the thought of this. I knew it wouldn't be forever. I knew that. But the thought of not having to fight with him to let his wounds heal was so relieving.

My night was restless. Waking up to the slightest movement, the smallest grunt or groan. Checking his temperature every few hours, honing my ears to listen only to his breathing. Antibiotics weren't an issue because of Bruce, I still had a fair amount of supplies from the last time I had to play doctor— but I needed to be prepared for absolutely anything in these first few days. Dick stirred while I ruminated in my thoughts. “Lay with me,” He whispered. I knew just by the grovel in his voice that he wasn't completely lucid, but the hand he outstretched was hard to ignore.

I reclined the seats of the couch to give myself more space and gingerly placed myself beside him. Sleep didn't take long to surround me. I was exhausted, and the comfort laying beside him sent me into a haze. There was something so beautiful about loving him. Something so comforting about his presence. I couldn't lose that... I couldn't give it up to save my heart, either. All I could do was savor it while I had it.

THIS WAS SO SHORT IM SO SORRY I DIDNT WANT YOU TO THINK I FORGOT IM SORRY ITS NOT EXACTLY WHAT YOU ASKED FOR I HOPE YOU LIKE IT ANYWAYS 😭💔

#nightwing #dick grayson x male reader #dick grayson x you #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson #nightwing x you #nightwing x male reader #nightwing x reader #batman x male reader #surgeon! male reader #ao3 #fanfiction #dc x male reader #x male reader #x reader

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winwintea · 3 months ago

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OMG YES ADD ME TO PERM TAGLIST I’D LOVE TO

and i was no where to be seen because uni is starting soon i’m gonna kms😿😿 also me an dmy brother are moving so busy with the new apartment stuff and all🙁 this is my last year in nyc then we are moving back to china (tears tears) BUT MY STEP-MOM IS GIVING BIRTH TO MY SISTER AFTER 3 WEEKS I’M NOT SAD SO LETS YEPPIE GUYS!!!

And i actually had a feeling minghao was gonna buy the theatre because yk he is stc ten 0.2 and mark SEE YALL‼️‼️ I DIDN’T SUSPECT HIM FOR NOTHING‼️‼️ i mean he wasn’t proven guilty as charged but he is kind of sus yk and his whole plot and sense doesn’t even make sense so what are you mark???

my new suspecting list:

jaehyun— bro is sus AS FUCK like i just know it you didn’t make him renjun’s ex for nothing AND OMG WAIT what if he came to visit renjun again and check up on him then he just DIES OMGOMG I’M IMAGINIG THINGS LIKE OMG🤭🤭🤭 maybe he isn’t on the suspecting list after all

mark— YALL SAW WHAT HE DID TO Y/N‼️‼️‼️

renjun— don’t even ask why

jiung— same as renjun

and also everyone in the theatre is on the lost because everyone is just sus

AND UMMM IS TARO MARK AND JENO DEAD??? OKAY QUICK REMOVING TARO JENO AND MARK FROM THE SUSPECTING LIST💀💀💀💀

I’m litreally so confused right now london…why did you mark such a bitch them kill him like at least make us love him then let him die such a tragic death also TARO NOOOOO THAT’S LITREALLY MY SON DON’T KILL HIM 😭😭😭😭 jeno was kinda playing mysterious and drak so i don’t reall caRE if he dies🙄 STILL NO NOT TARO😿😿😿 i’m gonna tell sungchan and taeyong on you and tell them how cruel you are to taro😞💔💔💔💔

ALSO SICHENG CURSING??!?!?!?!??! EXCUSE ME WHO MADE YOU LEARN BAD WORDS SICHENG UH-AH THIS IS NOT ACCEPTABLE ‼️I hope you don’t mind london because i’m putting your man on TIMEOUT‼️‼️ unacceptable from you sicheng😡😡

me going through this like oh damn girl 👀

this is so funny when uni starts for me next week i will become more free than usual, like unless there’s a test i usually just get my shit done and don’t have anything else to do lmao… my summers are lowkey so busy and packed but whenever i have school im so chill

also your family must be crazy rich… living in new york??? i could only imagine… and owning a house/apartment in china is crazy expensive too…

is your step-mom also chinese??? or just your mom (i feel like i’m asking very personal and invasive questions here but girl you got a crazy ass life i’m literally in shock)

no fr minghao is literally stc ten 2.0 (and you’ll see in a second mlvtw ten is stc dejun 2.0 life moves around in circles)

JAEHYUN WILL MAKE AN APPEARNACE SOON I PROMISE. he is essential to the y/njun lore

no fr… mark chill tf out

everyone sus !!!

taro, jeno, and mark? are they dead? you’ll find out tomorrow.. teehee (and @galacticnct will block me too i’m so ready)

see i apologize for making mark a bitch but he’s getting his own smau so 🤷‍♀️

sicheng getting put in timeout nooooo 😭😭

#❓: asks #series: belladonna!#nerdsungie

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theatrekidstatus · 11 months ago

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Chapter 17

We got more busy i was in 5 productions and 10 movies. But something happened one day

"Bea i dont fee-" i was cut off by my throw up it got on me and my bed "do you know whats wrong" "no but everything HURTS" "lets stay home today" "but" "but nothing you're sick so im going to help you" "fine" "lay down imma make a ✨breakfeast smoothie✨" "oh no" -20 minutes later- "its just fruit" "yeah,you dont like fruit or something? "I just thought" "what?" "it would be breakfasts made into one smoothie" "you're funny" "yo sè" "Si quieres hablar español, podemos hablar español" "only been 'speaking' it for 9 years calm down" "seems like plenty of time" "MOVING ON,I kinda miss Hamilton" "me too but we're moving up in the world" *he gets a text* "shit my moms in the hospital" "ant go to her I'll be fine" "you sure you can come" "'rest'. NOW GO" "see ya letter" he says all rushed and paniky. one thing lead to another and i was at walmart buying a pregnancy test "Y/N TERRELL" forgot i was famous "can i please get a photo" "sure"

*TAKES PHOTO* "dont post till till atleast half a hour please" "YES ANYTHING FOR YOU" "thanks i really appreciate it" i made my way back home and used the test and unlike when i was younger i passed i just cried perfect timing my now husband came in "honey what's wrong" "if I tell you don't get mad" "of crouse" "I'm pppp-pregnat" "im going to be a dad" "mhm y-your happy" "of course, but i want a baby if you want baby" "i want a baby" i say with now happy tears "can we tell people" "of course lets tell the mains

GUYS GUESS WHAT

Jazzy poo bear😭🙄🔛🔝‼️🗞️🧍🏼‍♀️🫶🏾🤭🎶🗣️🪄✅😑👍🏾🩷😂👦🏿🖕🏾😘❕🔥😔👦🏾💞👹❗️🔊🎩👦🏽:what

Pippy poo😀🥹☺️😃😅😊😄😂😇😁🤣🙂😆🥲🙃:what

Mommy nèa(not dirty🙄)😉😗😝🤓😌😙😜😎😍😚🤪🥸🥰😋🤨🤩😘😛🧐🥳:what

Loser Leslie 🤫😐🙄😲🫠🫤😯🥱🤥😑😦😴😵‍💫😶🫨😧🤤🤐🫥😬😮😪🥴:what

Weird David 😮‍💨🤢🤕👹😵🤮🤑👺😵‍💫🤧🤠🤡🤐😷😈💩🥴🤒👿👻🤖:what

ThEy DiDnT sAy I CoUlDnT sIng 🤝🏾🤛🏾✌🏾🤌🏾👍🏾🤜🏾🫰🏾🤏🏾👎🏾🫷🏾🤟🏾🫳🏾👊🏾🫸🏾🤘🏾🫴🏾✊🏾🤞🏾👌🏾👈🏻:what

Oakyyyyy the unfuckable tree👉🏾🤚🏾🫲🏾✍🏾👆🏾🖐🏾🫱🏾🙏🏾🖖🏾👇🏾💪🏾🫵🏾☝🏾👋🏾🦾🦶🏾✋🏾🤙🏾🖕🏾🦵🏾:what

Christopfuckme👶🏾🧑🏾👩🏾‍🦰👱🏾‍♂️👧🏻👨🏾🧑🏾‍🦰👩🏾‍🦳🧒🏾👩🏾‍🦱👨🏾‍🦰🧑🏾‍🦳👦🏿🧑🏾‍🦱👱🏾‍♀️👨🏾‍🦳👩🏾👨🏾‍🦱:what

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾:WE PREGERS

Jazzy poo bear😭🙄🔛🔝‼️🗞️🧍🏼‍♀️🫶🏾🤭🎶🗣️🪄✅😑👍🏾🩷😂👦🏿🖕🏾😘❕🔥😔👦🏾💞👹❗️🔊🎩👦🏽:we?

WORD💀😒🙄🤧

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾:my bad

Jazzy poo bear😭🙄🔛🔝‼️🗞️🧍🏼‍♀️🫶🏾🤭🎶🗣️🪄✅😑👍🏾🩷😂👦🏿🖕🏾😘❕🔥😔👦🏾💞👹❗️🔊🎩👦🏽:you should name them jazzyjr 😜

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾:what if they're a boy

Jazzy poo bear😭🙄🔛🔝‼️🗞️🧍🏼‍♀️🫶🏾🤭🎶🗣️🪄✅😑👍🏾🩷😂👦🏿🖕🏾😘❕🔥😔👦🏾💞👹❗️🔊🎩👦🏽:jazzyjr💀

Word🙄.

Anthony pov:We got more busy i was in 2 productions and 8 movies. 2 show But something happened one day

"Bea i dont fee-" she was cut off by her throw up it got on me and our bed "do you know whats wrong" i asked "no but everything HURTS" she proclaimed "lets stay home today" "but-" she started "but nothing you're sick so im going to help you" i cut her off "fine" she says Resently "lay down imma make a ✨breakfeast smoothie✨" i announce "oh no" she mumbles -20 minutes later- "its just fruit?" she asked "yeah,you dont like fruit or something?" i ask "I just thought-" she cuts her self off "what?" i ask "it would be breakfast food made into one smoothie" she reveals "you're funny" i say "yo sè" (i know) "Si quieres hablar español, podemos hablar español" (you want to speak Spanish we can speak Spanish) "only been 'speaking' it for 9 years calm down" she tells me "seems like plenty of time" (its not😭😭) "MOVING ON,I kinda miss Hamilton" she brings up "me too,but we're moving up in the world" i say confronting her *he gets a text* "shit my moms in the hospital" i say panicked "ant go to her I'll be fine" "you sure you can come" "'rest', NOW GO" "see ya letter" i say all rushed and paniky. one thing lead to another and i was on insta because my mom turned out to be all right and i saw a fan and y/n at walmart. I see shes buying a pregnancy test because its on the belt. theres a video on the next slide "Y/N TERRELL" forgot i was famous i hear her mumble when you hang with her engouge you.hear.everything. "can i please get a photo" "sure"

*TAKES PHOTO* "dont post till till atleast half a hour please" "YES ANYTHING FOR YOU" "thanks i really appreciate it" i think she made her way back home and used the test and unlike when she was younger she passed i heard just crying perfect timing her now husband came in "honey what's wrong" i ask "if I tell you don't get mad" she tells "of crouse" "I'm pppp-pregnat" she sputters out "im going to be a dad" i say in shock "mhm, y-your happy?" she asked "of course, but i want a baby if you want baby" infrom her "i want a baby" she says with now happy tears "can we tell people" i ask "of course lets tell the mains"

Pinkey pie💓🩷:GUYS GUESS WHAT

Jazzy 😭🙄🔛🔝‼️🗞️🧍🏼‍♀️🫶🏾🤭🎶🗣️🪄✅😑👍🏾🩷😂👦🏿🖕🏾😘❕🔥😔👦🏾💞👹❗️🔊🎩👦🏽:what

Pippa😀🥹☺️😃😅😊😄😂😇😁🤣🙂😆🥲🙃:what

nèa😉😗😝🤓😌😙😜😎😍😚🤪🥸🥰😋🤨🤩😘😛🧐🥳:what

Loser Leslie 🤫😐🙄😲🫠🫤😯🥱🤥😑😦😴😵‍💫😶🫨😧🤤🤐🫥😬😮😪🥴:what

Weird David 😮‍💨🤢🤕👹😵🤮🤑👺😵‍💫🤧🤠🤡🤐😷😈💩🥴🤒👿👻🤖:what

ThEy DiDnT sAy I CoUlDnT sIng 🤝🏾🤛🏾✌🏾🤌🏾👍🏾🤜🏾🫰🏾🤏🏾👎🏾🫷🏾🤟🏾🫳🏾👊🏾🫸🏾🤘🏾🫴🏾✊🏾🤞🏾👌🏾👈🏻:what

Oakyyyyy the uncool tree👉🏾🤚🏾🫲🏾✍🏾👆🏾🖐🏾🫱🏾🙏🏾🖖🏾👇🏾💪🏾🫵🏾☝🏾👋🏾🦾🦶🏾✋🏾🤙🏾🖕🏾🦵🏾:what

Christmas👶🏾🧑🏾👩🏾‍🦰👱🏾‍♂️👧🏻👨🏾🧑🏾‍🦰👩🏾‍🦳🧒🏾👩🏾‍🦱👨🏾‍🦰🧑🏾‍🦳👦🏿🧑🏾‍🦱👱🏾‍♀️👨🏾‍🦳👩🏾👨🏾‍🦱:what

WE PREGERS

Jazzy 😭🙄🔛🔝‼️🗞️🧍🏼‍♀️🫶🏾🤭🎶🗣️🪄✅😑👍🏾🩷😂👦🏿🖕🏾😘❕🔥😔👦🏾💞👹❗️🔊🎩👦🏽:we?

WORD💀😒🙄🤧

my bad

Jazzy 😭🙄🔛🔝‼️🗞️🧍🏼‍♀️🫶🏾🤭🎶🗣️🪄✅😑👍🏾🩷😂👦🏿🖕🏾😘❕🔥😔👦🏾💞👹❗️🔊🎩👦🏽:you should name them jazzyjr 😜

what if they're a boy

Jazzy poo bear😭🙄🔛🔝‼️🗞️🧍🏼‍♀️🫶🏾🤭🎶🗣️🪄✅😑👍🏾🩷😂👦🏿🖕🏾😘❕🔥😔👦🏾💞👹❗️🔊🎩👦🏽:jazzyjr💀

Word🙄.

Im back yall anyway after i finish this book (not for a WHILE) ill have more books ready not all Hamilton related tho

#hamilton fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #fanfics #fanfic authors #fanfic writers #fanfiction writer #fanfic writing #fanfic #fanfiction #anthony ramos #lin manuel miranda

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v-anrouge · 2 years ago

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coming to spill tea about my technical parents ( Aster is included in this title ) , Rook sheds like a dog in the spring cause his tail and ear furs get thicker during the winter ( it's why he spends so much time up in front during the colder months ) and Vil's eyes glow in the dark when it's closer to sun down for our body ( it's horrifying to see when you're just waking up ) - 🍎💜

FIRST OF ALL; IM UR PARENT??? OH MY FOD RHIS GENUINELY MADE ME TEAR UO A LIL /POS ILYSM

rook shedding is just fucking hilarious i just know vil won't let him sit on the couch 😿 bro will have to go to the little corner

I WANT TO SEE HIS EYES GLOWING SO BAD i would probably have a heart attack but like it must look so fucking cool i love him

THANK YOU FOR THIS EPPY I LOVE YOU

#✎ ⇣‧₊˚ 【asks #ৎ୭ ⇣‧₊˚ 【stinks #♡ᭂ ⇣‧₊˚ 【 my poison apple #ur my son

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boyfhee · 2 years ago

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HELLOOOO ! IM BACK FOR CHAPTER 22 🥳🥳🥳🥳 I WAS SO ?:!:!$:’sk ABOUT WON ROOTING FOR YNKI COS I AM A MAJOR YNWON STAN ( maybe bcos im a jungwon stan irl 🫣🫣🫣 ) BUT WHEN YNKI REPORTEDLY BROKE UP I WAS SO SAD ????? LIKE THEY REALLY HAVENT LEARN THEIR LESSON COMPLETELY OR SOMETHING 😭😭😭 yn fr threw the relationship out the window without even talking about ending it with niki first ????????? the way you evoked my feelings even when this isnt my relationship HAHAHAHA youre truly too good at this 🫶🏻🫶🏻😽😽😽 ngl even after miya had a downfall I STILL PRAYED FOR THE ABSOLUTE WORST FOR HER LIKE MONEY ISNT ENOUGH GO BIG OR GO HOME BESTIE 🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻anywaysss, thank you for uploading chap 22 a day after chap 21.5 i was SO NOT ready to be on a take two drought ( even if its for another 1-2 days ) you got me HOOKER for sure . cant imagine what im gna do once take two ends like do i sit and wait for the next work of yours or do i reread take two until my tears are flowing 😿😿😿😿 have a nice day btw !! enhablr is 🥴🥴 rn so many plagiarism ( i totally understand if theyre taking inspo and tryna find their own identity on tumblr as a writer but just deadass copy pasting is true clown behaviour 🤡🤡 and the fact that the copycats GOT MAD at the og writers ??? ridiculous 💀💀💀 )

- 🎐 (daily reminder ily )

HELLO AGAIN ?!?!??!?! won rooting for ynki is the real reason why ynwon should be endgame LIKE WE ALL DESERVE A MAN WHO GIVES UP HIS HAPPINESS FOR YOUR HAPPINESS BUT YN MF SHE'S SO BLIND 😭😭😭😭😭 miya will probably never be able to live the idol life again i am gna turn everyone into a miya hater 🤣☝️ BFF PLS THANK U FOR BEING SO ATTACHED ??? TO TAKE TWO ???? i am sorry it's gna end soon and then i will literally dip for like 2 months 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 i hope u take the drought well bc i have a test on 15th so new ch wont be out soon :") AND ENHABLR PLS some people are so shameless ??? like you plagiarise shit word to word and have the audacity to say you didn't ??? the worst part isn't even plagiarising, it's the constant denial and ignorance like stfu :/ aaand i love u too thank u sm for taking ur time to send these !!

#—🎐anon.#@ : tt

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idyllic-ghost · 6 months ago

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hiiii!! i just bumped on your blog and saw you do this svt match up thing, the effort you put in every answer! as a fellow libra rising i love u so so much and please also take care of yourself ♡

some little facts about me:

- im someone who loves to take care of people and like helping someone makes me happy or making someones day better

- may it be with acts or words, i think with aa little love & kindness this world can be a better place

- i love to visit museums, i love to shop or just explore new cities

- i would describe myself as sweet as my friends say so, but i personally say i have that sassy attitude to me 😿

- i love to write letters to the people i love but i can say my feelings aswell

- i struggle about talking what bothers me, as i feel im not being heard and i just adjust myself then

- i get very very mad when my friends get hurt and im ready to risk it all, and i love to hype them up

- i love to eat

- i love fashion so much and i love to give others compliments and also advices if they ask

- i try to be aesthetic and neat as possible TT

- and i tear up at the smallest things that seem sweet, motivational or that just touches my heart

- i want to be taken care of and want also someone who also gets my pov

i hope this was enough and i hope not too much gibberish! thank you so much for taking your time! i hope u know how loved you are

mini-event is closed! (this ask was sent in before the deadline)

I match you with Seungkwan!

I think that Seungkwan is the kind of person you need in your life. Personally, I view Seungkwan as someone who's very good at listening and bringing out the best in people. He would not accept you taking care of him if he sees you in a tired state - or if you've told him before that you've had a bad day. Similarly, I see you as the kind of person that he needs. It's mutual helping, basically. The two of you would make each other stronger.

Not to mention, the dates you would go on would be too cute- I can see the two of you exploring a new city together, going to different attractions and museums, and constantly finding ways to compliment or flirt with each other ("Look at how cute this mug is" "Not as cute as you").

The two of you would be very sweet together. Seungkwan gives such boy next-door vibes and I think you give similar vibes. Definition of sweethearts.

#bee's mini event #bee buzzed εїз✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*#seventeen #personality match #ask #anon

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madame-fear · 10 months ago

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Lucerys just literally pushed me down the stairs while I was pregnant with his ai baby

HELP ME IM IN TEARS THIS IS NOT THE LUCERYS I KNOW AKSKSSKKFCSJL Damn he wasn’t up at all to father children, who would’ve guessed??? At least he should’ve made you drink moontea😿

#character ai #hotd #house of the dragon #┆ ⤿ 💌 come chat with amira .ᐟ ୭ #lovely anons <3 #ask box open #ask box messages #ask box #✧.* amiraverse

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wave2love · 1 year ago

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5/5 NEW GRAPHICS DONE DO I HEAR CHEERING!!! they r all so cute i shed a tear or two 😿😿 also THANK U for letting me ramble at u when u hv literally no idea what im talking ab. iLov u!!!!! but to explain slow motion are an oc group LMAO 😭 @ slcwmotions go stan guys.. ANW NOW 4 THE EP UGHHH im kinda stuck but we will Try. i wanna write this kinda transcript thing for the intro so i will probably run that by you too if u want (as well as the cover!??!) BUT HERE R MY FAVE PROFILES THEY R SO CUTE . Blows up

THESE R SO CUTE STOP

i giggled a lil when i read jay was levi idk it made me laugh..

will be stanning fr whats the fandom name ⁉️

jj the best fr!!!!! i love when u ramble bc i love hearing ab ur stuff 1!1! i lov u explodes and blows up

#run if by me if u want to 💥💥#gold stars for u ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️#🫧 — jj best friend #🫧 — karmas moots

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winwintea · 3 months ago

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london….why just why

why would you do this to me😭😭😭😭 nawww mark😞😞😞 i kind hated him but jeno’s reaction to finding mark dead…NOOO 😞😞😞😞 crying

i’m sure and positive jeno ahd feelings for mark and that he loved mark deeply and never saw him as a friend THEY WOULD’VE BEEN THE BEST GAY COUPLE 😿😿😿(after Giselle and yeji ofc)

UGH NO BRING MARK BACK I’M SO CONFUSED RIGHT NOW I CANNOT TELL WHO IS THE MURDERER🙁🙁🙁 still i will think of the most innocent people because thay are suspicious!

jiung: because he is like funny renjun’s bestie the goofball and all that then suddenly you drop the big bomb and be like JIUNG IS THE FUCKING MURDERER

jeno: look look look look i know his reaction for mark’s death was very sad but bro..he works in theatre alright? He probably knows how to act from seeing everyone acting and rehearsing every day so maybe he got skills from watching and like he acted unconscious so renjun and y/n don’t find out he is the murderer then oh the crocodile tears and the great acting for mark’s death then he is actually the murderer (after all this investigation you are probably gonna kill him and prove me wrong 😑😑😑)

kun:don’t even ask why i just suspect him

The girlz (yeji-karina-giselle): because look they are all suspicious don’t even ask me why

taro:kinda same reason as jeno he probably faked his bleeding by hitting himself (idk why would he hit himself) and first things first why did he tag along with mark and jeno? That’s weird so probably he hit jeno making him unconscious then tried killing mark who was trying to defend himself and he hit taro in the head making him bleed but he won and killed mark and hang him up

The gay exes (renjun and jaehyun): yes yes i know renjun the main character but why not suspect him you are london after all when could we ever trust you🤓 and jaehyun because let’s he is a yandere and just want renjun for himself (even though i think jaehyun was the one that broke up with renjun) but hear me out hear me out after the break up a lot of things happened and he really wants to go back to junnie (i really love calling renjun junnie he is just so 💗🎀💕💓🩷) and he finds renjun with a lot of people around him he becomes so jealous and starts killing everyone just to have renjun for himself and one of his plans is to kill everyone then to try and kill y/n in front of renjun till Renjun accepts to come back to jaehyun just to save y/n jaehyun let’s go of y/n who fell on the floor panting and goes to kiss renjun holding renjun by his chin jaehyun’s hand soaked in blood from the last victim he killed before y/n blood all over renjun’s cheeks and chin as jaehyun kisses him deeply (Renjun actually enjoyed the kiss and found it disgusting at the same time he just wouldn’t admit it) then y/n comes from behind hitting jaehyun’s head as he falls unconscious renjun pulled y/n in his arms as karina (let’s say she lived) yangyang chenle johnny taerae and belle came from the other room belle called the police chenle bent down near jaehyun to find a paper in jaehyun’s pocket he picks it up unfold it and read it “there is a bomb that will explode at 23:45” chenle looks at his watch it is 23:40 “there is a bomb that will explode in five minutes we need to get it OUT NOW!” Chenle yelled as everyone ran out of the place johnny and yangyang picked up jaehyun running out the building as they were out the police arrived and the bomb exploded everyone sat out the building watching it as it falls down into flames…

DAMN WHAT DID I JUST WRITE‼️‼️‼️

pov: nerdsungie when she sees people

NO IM CRYING I LOVE HOW YOU’RR JUST LIKE . yes lovers. they were lovers.

fellas. is it gay to cry over a man (i guess it is 🤷‍♀️)

everyone’s suspecting jiung 🤭🤭 yall should like compare notes these are so fun to read all your theories too

IF JENO CAN ACT EVERYONE IN THIS THEATRE CAN ACT TOO

poor kun…

the girls are a pair lowkey if gigi or yeji is a murderer the lesbians are murderers together. karina’s just alone by herself. poor karina…

FAKING BLEEDING NOW???? ok but you gotta take into the consideration that whoever killed mark also had to drag jeno up over to the practice room, which is quite a walk from the stage itself. plus taro was unconscious when everyone found mark dead and unlike jeno couldn’t be woken up

GAY EXES… wow you think so highly of me though 🤗🤗 just saying. you will not see this murderer coming. like i know you’re just suspecting every character atp but trust. you will be surprised 🤭🤭 you know me. i never miss 😄

girl where the fuck did the bomb come from 😭😭 this ain’t heathers

#❓: asks #series: belladonna!#nerdsungie

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