#But y'know what TAKE AS MUCH TIME AS YALL NEED

[thatoneluckybee]

villain origin story

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[kuroppiii]

  apple bottom jeans ᵕ̈       timeskip!hq men ( atsumu , shōyō ,       oikawa , ushijima ) that i think can       actually dance at the club ˎˊ˗

⋮⋮ ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𖥻 ⿻ : and i DON ' T mean just ⋮⋮  two-stepping to the music blasting, ⋮⋮  jesus christ no!!!

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🎶 on shuffle " dare " - gorillaz

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💬 kuroppiii ─ “ thought of this while listening to gorillaz 💪 someone take me out partying pleaseee i need to dance and sweat and get buzzed again !! ”

︴miya atsumu ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

big frat guy energy but unfortunately he gets away with it because they way he looks at you, drink in hand, as he's bumpin to the beat is HOTTTT

like guys... c'mon now

with the top buttons of his shirt undone and like a chain on yes pls

the type to look straight into your eyes as you two sing along to songs line for line, BAR! for BAR!!!

lots of action with the arms and elbows from him (yeah frat energy i fear)

hand on your ass as you two vibe to the music, definitely, no question

he'd be hyping you up too with like one of those stupid cartoonish-ass whistles AHHHH THE DEMONS ARE MAKING ME TYPE THIS

also he can get into it without even drinking like just let this man dance!!! (but ofc he has a few shots it's a fucking party lmao)

beige flag: he will jump up and down to some carti or kanye or some shit and he will look a bit corny if you really squint

︴hinata shōyō ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

A LITTLE MUCH AT TIMES like babes this is not magic mike chill with the body rolling bud

but also the redheads got some good moves, good for him!

it's all in the shoulders 🫡

like think that timothee chalemet edit that went viral during quarantine (💀💀💀)

likes to spin you around and really dance with you y'know

holding ur hands the whole time aw

just wants to make sure yall are having a good time

watch out for when those latin songs come on tho because this boy will go HAMMM

shoyo my brazillian king x bad bunny? YUPPPP

p.s. he would def end up crowd surfing somehow

︴oikawa tōru ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

one that sways along with you from behind so that randos can't sneak up on you (romance is so back!!)

hands always on your waist, holding you close

talks to you by bending down and mumbling into your ear barkbarkwoofbarkwoofwoof

like a chiller 'tsumu bc i don't think he's really the type to be belting lyrics with you like that but he's definitely feeling himself LORD

don't be scared, shake some ass on him, he don't mind 🤷‍♀️

if he ends up in front of you, gets really close to you, like all up in your personal space, still dancing ofc

but he can't help his eyes RAKING you up and down when you two are like that heart eyes

if a nikki minaj song comes own he definitely knows all the lyrics OOPS WHO SAID THAT NOT ME

︴ushijima wakatoshi ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

HEAR ME OUT

he needs a few drinks to get there BUT!!! he can get a little loose you feel me?

it's starts out gradual, bc completely sober he's definitely a two-stepper booooo

but as the alcohol kicks in, and they especially play the more fun and carefree songs not so much the tiktok thirst trap type tracks lol–he starts opening up more!

and its kinda cute like his skillset is kinda limited to dance moves straight out of a coming of age film dance montage

lowkey the toby maguire dance from spiderman 3 is gonna make an appearance (ushi secret geek agenda but that's my ted talk for another day)

i can see him getting turnt to some chappell roan (him doing the hot to go! dance 😭)

but but but the BEST part's when he's fighting back a smile as he's dancing, you two feeling like you're the only ones on the dance floor together

or your arms up and around his neck and his hands on your hips, him not being able to keep his eyes off you, feeling the bass hitting in your chests... yeahhhh

       ⇩  ⇩  ⇩ 𝘽𝙊𝙉𝙐𝙎 ::

︴nishinoya yū + tanaka ryūnosuke ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° 

i HAVE to put them together in an honorable mention because you bet if one of them is dancing, the other is holding their phone flashlight up, shining it all on the other

they both pull up in shades even if the club is inside 💀💀💀

dance circle? THEY'RE GETTING STURDY IN THERE

THEY'RE DOING THE WORM

GETTIN DOWN LOWWWW

maybe even hitting the gritty? who knows? ironically ofc (not)

like yeah they obviously can dance well with someone each on their own

but the amount of money i'd pay to go clubbing with the both of them? embarrassingly large amount i'm willing to give up

trulyyy life of the party when they're both on the dancefloor together

[im-sleepdeprived]

Crazier • Pt. 2

wc: 8.8k (but totally worth it i PROMISE)

pairing: mcu!peter parker x reader

a/n: part two is here! she's a little long but i swear i've never had so much fun writing and editing a fic so i promiseeee its totally worth it !!! i love this one so much so please pleaseee let me know what you think ! i love talking to you guys (i feel the need to tell yall this is totally a PETER x reader fic you’ll understand but DONT WORRY ITS JUST FOR PLOT BRO)

warning: literally nothing, a few f-bombs, and kids going psycho (in the best way) at school

read part 1 here

The weird, auto-tuned, voice startled you and made you turn around, wiping your eyes so you could see clearly. When you saw who it was you rubbed your eyes again for good measure because there was no way. 

"Huh?" you said meekly, mentally slapping face palming for acting so dumb in front of New York's hero. 

His head tilted and his masked face shifted in what you could only guess was a grin, "I said can I walk you home? It's pretty dark and I don't really trust the streets and, trust me, I would know. Plus, your crying and being distracted is really dangerous."

"I'm not crying," you were, in fact, crying. It was obvious to both of you. Your red eyes and pink stuffy nose, despite trying to fight the tears so you could get home, only came in harder. 

"Ok well I'm just gonna ignore the fact that you're totally lying and ask again, can I walk you home?" despite there being a weird robotic tinge to his voice, you thought he sounded desperate. Plus you didn't really think he'd take a 'no' as an answer. Or if you were even allowed to give him that answer, he was a superhero after all.

So you nodded and his entire posture seemed to relax when you hadn't even realized he seemed tense. Wow, he must take his job seriously. You started walking, silently leading the way as he followed right beside you. 

"Can I ask why you're crying?" 

"You just did," you replied flatly not really meaning to sound so mean despite the tone you had used. 

You sighed, "Shit, I'm sorry Mr. Spider-Man, here you are being all nice trying to make sure I get home all right and I'm being a total ass." 

"No it's all right, you don't have to answer if you don't want to I just wanted to make sure everything was alright," his tone was soft, and somehow, despite not knowing him at all, you felt like you could trust him. 

"I broke up with my boyfriend," you whispered and you weren't really sure if he would catch it, but he did. 

"He must've been real stupid for you to do that, huh?"

You laughed. "God yes," your humor died down and your face fell, "but he was a great boyfriend, y'know, just...before he wasn't."

You passed the cafe that was near your apartment building when he asked, "What'd he do that made you snap?" 

You were silent for a minute, debating whether you should answer that or not when you finally stopped in front of your building making him pause beside you as well. 

"Well we're here," you slapped your hands together as you stood there awkwardly. 

"Yeah, yeah. Um, maybe we could chat again sometime, totally friendly, of course," he added the last part rushed, waving his hands slightly. It made you laugh genuinely this time. 

"Sure bug boy, I hang out on the roof a lot." you could actually use a friend to talk to after today. "If you're ever swinging by and you see me, you should stop to say hey."

"Really," Peter felt weird, you two had always sat on your apartment roof together, climbing up from your fire escape. And now he'd never get the chance to do it again. Not as Peter at least, but here you were inviting Spider-Man to hang out with you again. 

He decided he'd take what he could get. 

You smiled slightly and turned around to go inside when he spoke up again, "Wait how does tonight sound?" He asked, and if you didn't know any better you might even say he sounded nervous. That only made you smile more. 

"Tonight sounds great," you said., "Oh. And thanks for walking me home. I really appreciate it." You shoot him one last smile before finally turning around and getting inside. 

Despite it being dark on your way home, it wasn't that late, it was just winter. You started your homework and worked swiftly, not giving in to any of the distractions you usually did. You wanted to be completely free tonight. Maybe befriending Spider-Man would help improve your grades too. 

When the clock struck 9 p.m. and your parents went to bed, you closed your door and silently locked it before walking over to the window and pushing it open. 

You grabbed a book and headed up, deciding to read until he got there. It was freezing despite the big sweater you were wearing. After waiting five minutes and him still being a no-show, you decided to go make some tea. 

Making your way down, you made two mugs of tea as quietly as you could without waking anyone in the apartment. It didn't take long and soon enough you were carefully making your way up the fire escape again, trying your best not to spill any of the hot liquid. 

While you were focused on steadily moving so you didn't spill your drinks, you didn't notice the masked hero sitting on the ledge. 

"There you are," his voice startled you but, miraculously, the tea didn't spill, "I've been waiting for like, forever." You had a feeling he rolled his eyes. 

"Oh shut up," you handed him a mug, "I was just up here dumbass. But it got cold so I decided to make us something hot." 

He used his free hand to put a finger on his chin, tilting his head, as if in thought, "Having trouble deciding if I should be offended you called me a dumbass or flattered that you made me a cup of tea."

You laughed out loud and he felt his heart flutter, the sound a nice contrast to the yelling that had gone down between you two earlier that day. 

"Wait so I never got your name," he asked in fake interest. Obviously, he didn't need you to tell him. But you didn't know that. 

"Y/N. what's yours?" you asked innocently and it was his turn to laugh. "Ha! Nice try," he joked and you just shrugged. 

"Whatcha reading?" He pointed towards the book you had brought up with you, "Business or pleasure?"

You laughed, and grabbed the book, "Definitely pleasure. It's my favorite actually. I've read it too many times to count."

His heart fell a little. Your favorite? How did he not know that? He remembered the cover though..or maybe just the color scheme of it. The more he thought about it the more he realized he didn't really remember the book at all. God, he really couldn't blame you for ending things. 

"Can you tell me about it," he asked softly. He loved it when you went on about a topic you loved and all the facial expressions and hand motions that came with your storytelling. 

"Are you kidding? I can write a 20-page essay about this book," you scoffed lightly, "but I really don't wanna bore you so it's okay." 

"No way! I asked, so how would you bore me. Tell me about it, maybe I'll pick it up from the next bookstore I pass."

So you did. You went on and on about certain themes that stood out to you while reading, and how important some lessons were. You showed him your annotations and notes and he realized you really weren't joking about the '20-page-essay' quip. 

He loved the way you were so passionate about the subject and all the thought you'd put into this. But seeing you like this made him realize something, it'd been so long since you'd been like this with him. Now that he thought about it, he couldn't really remember the last time you'd gone on one of these little rants with him.

Some time while you were talking you'd both finished your tea (him only pulling up his mask to the tip of his nose, taking a sip, and quickly bringing it back down. he didn't wanna risk anything), setting the cups far to the side. 

He let you finish before talking, "Wow that's a lot to take in, am I the only person who's been fortunate enough to have this wisdom passed onto them?"

You laughed, "Kinda, yeah."

That shocked him a little, at least if you hadn't shared it with him he thought you might've talked about it with MJ. He might not have known much (apparently) but he knew how much you loved to talk about a book after you read it, whether you liked it or not. And the fact that this was your favorite and you'd read it multiple times and hadn't shared it with anyone was weird to him. 

"Really? How come? Are your friends not into reading," he asked, trying to be subtle. 

You just shrugged, "I don't really have friends," he made a sound of disbelief which made you chuckle before continuing, "I mean obviously I have friends in the traditional sense of the word but I'm not close enough with anyone to just speak my thoughts like that, y'know?"

He tried, he really did, but he could feel the hurt coursing through him, did you never feel comfortable enough around him? 

"Really? you seem like the kind of person who has too many friends. What about your boyfriend?" 

"ex-boyfriend," you corrected him bitterly, and it left him wondering if you felt that same pang of hurt adding those two extra letters that changed everything. 

"Right," he said quietly, "but still, did you never feel comfortable enough around him?" He knew it wasn't his place to ask you such questions, hell it wasn't his place to be talking to you at all, you had made that clear, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't just leave you alone to walk home alone, hurt, and in the dark. And now, he really wanted to know what your answer to his question would be. 

You wanted to make a joke about how he was really going at it with the questions but you didn't have it in you. So you just thought about it a little before answering, "Well of course I was comfortable with him, at one point I guess, he wasn't just my boyfriend he was my best friend. And I guess that's what really sucks the most about the breakup.

"He was the only person I shared anything with but it just got to the point where I used to try and talk about anything and he'd just blow me off. It happened a few times before I just stopped altogether, it hurt too much when it felt like he didn't care. I stopped and it was like 'If I don't say anything, I can't get hurt'. If I didn't talk then I wouldn't feel that rejection again and I always had the little part in the back of my brain that said 'Of course he cares but don't say anything,  just in case.'

"He's a busy guy, and I get that, I really do. I just never thought he'd get so busy he wouldn't care about me anymore."

You hadn't realized how close you'd come to tears until you felt yourself sniffle, "Shit, sorry," you laughed bitterly, "I didn't mean to get emotional, it's whatever now, it's over."

Peter heard his heart crack. Saying he felt terrible was an understatement. He felt horrendous that he made you feel that way, even worse that he didn't even realize that he did until you just said so. 

"God I'm so sorry," he said, his voice feeling weak and he was extra thankful for the new voice-changer he'd been using lately. "He sounds like a total jerk." He was, he definitely was. 

You force a little smile, "Oh well," you shrugged, "we'll both move on." 

But deep down, neither of you believed that. 

You had a long night. Turns out your city's hero had a lot more to him than you'd originally thought. He was extremely funny, always making little remarks about everything, and he was a great listener. Not a boring one either, he asked questions and seemed genuinely interested in what you were saying. 

It was the main thing on your mind that day that you almost forgot the problem at hand. Almost. 

Going back to school was something you were dreading. You didn't want to see Peter at all, just thinking about it was totally ruining your mood. 

You arrived and headed straight for MJ's locker. You tapped her shoulder, "Heyyyy," you said, making her narrow her eyes at you. 

"What happened," she deadpanned and you sighed. You rubbed the bridge of your nose just making her more skeptical. 

"Peter and I broke up." You said softly, not meeting her eyes. If you had, you would've seen they were filled with rage. 

"What," she asked lowly making you look up. You two were good friends but you didn't really think she'd care much, just because MJ wasn't the best at showing emotions like that. 

"Yeah, yesterday after rehearsal I broke up with him. He pushed it too far," you shrugged trying to put it off as nothing but she could see right through your charade. 

"C'mere," she slammed her locker shut and interlocked your arms together making you smile in delight. This was so unlike her and you were going to enjoy every moment. 

It was like that, your elbows locked together, you beaming and her with a dead-set look on her face as you headed for first period. You were so caught up in the joy of MJ being a little touchy-feely for once that you didn't realize she wasn't actually headed towards class but instead down the hall towards the locker of your ex.   

Luckily you caught on while you were still a few feet away, dragging her to a stop in the student-packed hall. 

"Hey, hey, hey. What do you think you're doing?" You looked at her, raising an eyebrow. 

She shrugged nonchalantly. "Going to chew out your ex-boyfriend for being a dick," she said as if it were obvious. 

You snuck a glance at him just in time to see him swerving his head opposite direction. So, he had definitely seen you. You shook your head, "Mj you can't do that, you'll scare him so bad you'll send him into cardiac arrest."

She cracked a smile at that until she looked in his direction and her face fell again, "No way. I'm gonna beat him into a pulp I swear-"

"Michelle," she tensed as you used her full name, "I'm fine. In fact, I broke up with him." Her shoulders deflated. "I'm not letting him off the hook that easily," she mumbled and you nodded, not really expecting her to. "I'm gonna give him the death stare all day long." She continued. 

"And I'm sure he'll turn to stone by the end of the day," you said reassuringly. Her face lifted a little. 

"But if he even tries to pull some stupid shit, I will not hesitate," she gave you a look that said 'this is the one thing you have no say over' and you nodded again. Anything as long as she didn't approach him and embarrass the three of you in the crowded school hallways. 

She seemed satisfied with that answer, and so you both turned around to actually get to class this time but not before you snuck another glance at Peter who, for some reason, was looking a little paler than a few seconds ago. Even a little..scared? Maybe he heard MJ's threats, you humored yourself, turning your head away from him again. But that was impossible because the halls were way too crowded for him to have overheard you both. Not to mention you were still a ways away from him. 

The rest of the day went by easier than you thought it would, with extremely minimal interactions with Peter. none, in fact, after the MJ incident (who had stuck by your side all day like your own personal bodyguard). 

Of course, it might've been because you were avoiding him. You knew his schedule well and you knew where he'd be at almost all hours of the day. Even in your shared classes, you'd charmed some other students into switching seats with you so you didn't have to sit beside him anymore.

There was no rehearsal today so you dragged MJ to get ice cream with you, despite her initial refusal. You just needed a distraction, you didn't feel like going home and drowning in your thoughts for the rest of the day so you were gonna stall as much as you could. 

You paid for your ice creams and MJ chose a booth in the back for you both to sit at. Once upon a time, you all used to come here as a group (you, MJ, Ned, and Peter) and sometimes just you and Peter alone on simple dates. The memories hurt to think about so you pushed them aside trying to only focus on the sweetness of your chocolate ice cream. 

"So why'd you do it," MJ asked bluntly. You looked at her and furrowed your brows, not knowing what she meant. 

She sighed, "Why'd you break up with him? I can see how down in the dumps you've been all day, you clearly didn't want to do it, so why did you?" She didn't ask it in a nosy manner, just simply, as if she were asking you for today's date.

You exhaled slowly, trying to buy yourself time because as much as you didn't want to answer her question, you had to. You felt as if you owed her that much with how extra kind and supportive she was acting today, despite that going against her usual personality. And plus, she was your friend so she should know. 

"You know how he was MJ, I always told you," you sighed. You look down and start picking at your nails. "He just promised that he'd be there for one of my rehearsals claiming that, since they meant so much to me, he should go to one. And even though I kept telling him no and that he probably wouldn't be able to make it, he promised,

"He promised, and he still couldn't show up. So it just made me start thinking, and if he can't keep his word with simple things like that, how can I trust him with bigger things like a relationship? All the other times he's bailed on me, no explanation, and I'd just feel so stupid and hurt after getting stood up again. And I just snapped I guess."

MJ nodded solemnly as the bell above the door rang. Just out of curiosity, you looked up from your ice cream and you immediately wished you hadn't because walking in was Peter and Ned.

"Speak of the devil," you muttered as you buried your head down, letting your hair cover your face. MJ gave you a confused look before turning around and seeing just what you were talking about. She muttered a few profanities before grabbing your hand and dragging you up by your wrist. 

As soon as you stood up two pairs of eyes landed on the both of you and before you could even think about where to run away, Ned was heading towards you with Peter right at his heels. 

You cringed and MJ stood up straighter and tensed. You put a hand on her shoulder to remind her to relax and not turn on 'kill mode' yet. 

"Hey guys," Ned said smiling big and for a second you thought maybe Peter didn't tell him about the breakup. Until you saw him send a not-so-subtle slap to the back of his shoulder but Ned ignored it. 

"Hey Ned," you said softly giving him a tight smile and avoiding Peter's eyes despite feeling them burning holes into your skin. MJ just stood stiffly. 

"Funny running into you guys here huh? Me and Pete just came here for a little treat, y'know we need a pick-me-up after that math quiz," he laughed and you forced a small chuckle. You two seemed to be the only ones trying, Peter was just staring at you the whole time and MJ was glaring at him, waiting for him to try something so she had an excuse to pounce. 

"Say, aren't you in the same class Y/N? How was the test for you," he asked, clearly trying to keep the conversation flowing but as you opened your mouth to answer, someone else did. 

"Well, this has been just great. Not," MJ said which made heat rush to your face. As uncomfortable as you were, you never wanted to be rude to them, especially Ned. He had done nothing wrong and he was only being nice. 

"But Y/N and I have plans to be elsewhere so see ya later Leeds. And Parker, you might want to blink before your eyeballs dry out, not that I'd mind," she muttered the last part but you all still heard it so you sent a slap to her arm. She just shrugged as you turned towards Ned, still avoiding even looking at Peter, "Yea it was nice to see you Ned but we do have somewhere to be so we should catch up some other time," you tried more politely. 

"Yeah, of course," he sent you another smile as MJ dragged you by your arm out the door and you waved lamely at him. You both stopped as the door closed behind you. you inhaled deeply, trying to calm your nerves. 

"Oh my fuck, that was stressful," you muttered. 

MJ gave you a sympathetic look before gesturing to follow her, "Come on, let's find somewhere else to hang out."

you followed her and looked into the window of the shop where you saw Peter and Ned hunched over whispering about something. probably about how awkward that interaction was. 

"Come on y/n, pleaseeeeeee," Lexi begged, giving you big, wide, puppy dog eyes. 

It was the next day after school and you were currently being bombarded by the whole cast and crew to play a big round of truth or dare with them. 

So they sent Lexi to convince you, knowing how close you two were. And also how stubborn she was. 

"But we have work to do," you whined pathetically. "Y/N honestly everything is done. and plus, we have one more rehearsal before opening night so if we did miss anything, which we didn't, we'll get it done that day," someone else from the crowd yelled, the rest yelling in agreement. 

They were especially laying it on you because Mrs. Lightbody was absent today, leaving you in charge alone. 

"Y/N/N, what are you even worrying about," Lexi asked, "you have everything memorized down to a 't'. Like, honestly, if any one of us had to bail last minute you could totally take over because I know you have every part of the script memorized." Everyone else was laughing in agreement and you looked down knowing it was true. 

"I mean, come on, isn't truth or dare such a 'seventh grade' kinda game," you tried for measly, knowing that what she said was true, almost everything was ready for the big day and the minor stuff left could be taken care of at the last rehearsal. 

"Well if you don't wanna play truth or dare we can always do something else," Lexi offered, giddy at the fact that you might actually agree. 

"How about a scavenger hunt," someone suggested. 

"Yeah! Me and Jack can write up a bunch of lists of tasks to do and items to gather. It'll take us less than 10 minutes," Lacy offered. 

Everyone looked around and you finally spoke up, "Sure why not," you gave in and everyone started cheering, some even whistling, "A bunch of kids running around an empty school? What could go wrong?" you told them, the whole group laughing loud. 

Everyone lounged around for a few minutes while Lacy and Jack laid out somewhere on the stage, pulling out a bunch of empty papers and started writing on them. You watched as Jack said something that made Lacy laugh, making a blush form on his cheeks. it had once been like that with me and Peter, you thought, but you tried not to let that bitter feeling seep in again. 

As if sensing your distress, Lexi came over and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, "Hey," she said softly, "maybe this'll be good for you, y'know. You work really hard and you need something to forget about that Parker kid for once. so let's go wild and run around the school a bit." you smiled, thinking about how ridiculous this whole thing really was and how Mrs. Lightbody would endlessly scold you if she ever found out. but you also couldn't help the excitement bubbling in you. this sounded like a lot of fun. 

"Yea, you're right," you agreed and you both lounged out on the stairs on the side of the stage until Jack stood up on the center stage and whistled, gathering everyone's attention. 

he waited, Lacy beside him holding a bunch of paper scraps, until everyone was close until he began, "Fellow children of theater," he started dramatically, "I hold before you midtown's very first, annual, theater games." everyone cheered and clapped. 

"You may gather into groups, as many as you like, just no more than four to a group, please. Now if you will, sort yourselves, and once your group is ready, come grab the paper that will have your tasks from Lady Lacy." He finished and motioned to Lacy who took a bow and everyone clapped once more. Man, you were gonna miss these kids once this play was over. 

you and Lexi decided that you were just going to go together but as you were getting ready to get up on stage, Brad Davis approached you two. 

"Hey," he greeted with that charming smile of his. Lexi greeted him while you waved silently beside her. 

"Mind if I join you two," he asked the both of you, but his eyes were only on you, searching for your reaction to his question. 

"Of course Brad," Lexi said, being the overly polite person she was. He nodded but he was still looking at you hopefully so you decided to answer, "Of course, you can join us," you smiled slightly. "After all, three minds are better than two. And I'm sure we'll need the extra help with whatever those two have planned for us," you motioned to the two leaders of this event, making Brad and Lexi laugh. 

The three of you made your way to Jack and Lacy to grab a list of tasks. You approached them, "Hey Lace, can we grab a sheet?"

"Of course," she said sweetly. She grabbed a paper then looked down and laughed lowly. you all looked at her confused and she just ignored you, turning to nudge Jack. He didn't help your confusion when he looked at the paper and burst out laughing. 

"What? What is it," Lexi asked, stepping forward. Lacy shook her head, "It's nothing, it's just," she laughed a little more, "me and Jack sorta wrote this one as a joke, the tasks on here are hella extreme, and frankly," she looked at you, "I don't know if you can handle it Y/N." 

You must've looked taken aback because she quickly added, "I mean no offense, honestly you're so smart that if I had to choose anyone to actually complete these I'd choose you."

"Then why don't you think I can handle it," you crossed your arms and raised an eyebrow. "Well I know you're a stickler for the rules," she started, "and these break basically all of them."

"Lemme see that," you snatched the paper out of her hand and read it. well, you started to read it, but after seeing the first two tasks, you stopped. 

You looked up to see her and Jack fighting off smiles. "I can totally get another one for you for you," she started to reach for the paper but you yanked it out of her grasp. "No, no, no. I'm doing this," you stated. 

She and Jack exchanged a look, "are you sure," he asked you weakly. You raised your head and put on a defiant look, you loved proving people wrong, "Yes." 

You walked away, Brad and Lexi close on your heels, only stopping in front of the auditorium door. 

"Can I see it," Lexi asked? You nodded, handed her the paper, and watched as she read through it. Her eyes widened every time she read something on the list, Brad reading over her shoulder. 

"Y/N, I love you but you're crazy," she said. You went to reply to her but just then, Jack was at the center of the stage again. 

"Everyone has a task card, each group will try their hardest to complete all the tasks they were given. We will meet up here in an hour and a half and the winning group will be treated properly." He looked down to set up a timer on his phone. "But there is a trick to this," he paused for dramatic effect, "there's is an obstacle my partner and I have withheld from you all,

"We are, in fact, not alone in the school. There was a teacher meeting to be held after school hours and we have a few stranglers still wandering the halls. So you must be careful not to get caught," he smirked and you feel more of that excitement rush through you. You could really use the adrenaline rush this would definitely bring. 

He looked up, holding his phone up for everyone to see, his thumb hovering over the green button that would start the timer, "Let the games commence!" he yelled as his thumb hit the button, the numbers already starting to go down quickly as kids started rushing out the doors. 

"Oh my god, we are so gonna get caught," Lexi whined, making you laugh. "Well, we aren't gonna win with that attitude, come on Lex, live a little."

"Yeah what she said," Brad laughed and stepped forward to hold the door open for the both of you. 

"Such a gentleman," you muttered as you stuck your head out to look down the halls both ways before grabbing Lexi's hand and dragging her after you. 

"Read the first one Lex," you whispered as you scouted the halls for any sign of movement. 

"'Bring back a lightbulb that is currently being used in one of the rooms in the building'," she read off the paper. 

You thought for a second, "Most of the school uses tube lights so where can we get a light bulb?"

The three of you were quiet for a second before Brad piped up, "The library has ceiling fans that use lightbulbs," he suggested, but it sounded more like a question. 

You clapped him on the shoulder, "Brad you're a genius." His face seemed to light up at your compliment. 

The three of you headed towards the library, running into a few other kids who were also trying to complete their lists. 

You quietly opened the doors and motioned for Lexi and Brad to stay behind as you made sure there were no librarians or teachers present. Once you were positive the coast was clear, you let them in and went towards the ceiling fan furthest in the back, in case anyone walked in. 

You stood up on the table but you couldn't reach, "Brad, you're tall. Get up here," you instructed and he followed. 

"I have a better idea," and before you could ask what it was, he picked you up by the waist and lifted you up to where you could easily unscrew it. 

You carefully twisted it until the light gave out and the warm glass fell into your hands. You looked down at Brad, who was still holding you, and smiled, "Thank you." 

He smiled back and let you down, both of you stepping off the table. Lexi clapped lightly, "Ok first task done," she grabbed a pen from her pocket and crossed it out. As soon as she lifted the pen from the paper you heard a door close. 

You all looked at each other panicked. You brought a finger up to your lips and quietly tiptoed your way between the shelves, leading them to the back exit. 

Everything was going smoothly until Lexi accidentally bumped into a chair making it fall to the floor, the metal making a loud noise. You all froze in your tracks as the school's librarian's voice rang out, "Hello? Who's there?"

Quickly thinking, you handed them the lightbulb and ushered both of them to the other side of the shelf as her footsteps sounded closer and closer. Once they were completely hidden from your view you pretended to browse the books on the shelf just as Ms. Smith approached you. 

"Oh Y/N, it's just you. What're doing here so late," she asked, her scratchy voice prickling your skin. 

"Um well, as you may know, I'm directing the school play that's performing this Friday," you said. She nodded for you to go on, still looking suspicious. 

"There's actually a rehearsal today and I managed to find some time to sneak away to the library to get a book," you continued, having no idea where you were going with this. 

"You came here this late just to get a book? You know the library is closed at this time of day dear, it's only open during school hours," she said, still sounding suspicious so you knew you had to bring out the big guns. 

You sighed looking down, trying your hardest to seem heartbroken, "Well you see Ms. Smith, my boyfriend broke up with me and I just really needed to get lost in a good book to forget how hurt I am," you forced your voice to crack and looked away wiping your eyes from nothing. 

"At the 'Greek Mythology' section," she questioned, and you almost faltered. But you were too committed. 

You nodded, your lip quivering, "he always used to tell me stories of the Greek myths. And the story of Orpheus and Eurydice," you let out a choked sob. "it's so romantic."

She ate. it. up. "Why yes it is, it's one of my favorites actually. Well, you take your time dear," she rubbed your shoulder as you buried your face into your hands, "and let me know if you need anything else, alright? I'll be up at the front desk."

You just sobbed harder until she left. Once you were sure she was gone, you moved your hands away from your face, which was bone dry. 

You went behind the shelf to find Brad and Lexi shuffled together. You had to hold your laughter until you exited into the halls. 

You grabbed Lexi's hands and laughed, "Did you see how she totally bought that?"

Lexi laughed with you, "You were really good Y/N, I almost bought it too! And the fake crying? Absolutely genius."

"Yea Y/N, I almost thought you were fresh out of a breakup," Brad added and you laughed again. "That part is actually true," you inform him, "everything else though, was a part of the bit. Peter doesn't know the first thing about Greek mythology let alone the story of Orpheus and Eurydice." you laugh. 

"Oh? So Parker's out of the picture," he asked and you just nodded as you read the next task on the paper, not noticing his smile. 

You were dead set on doing everything on this list

A little over an hour had passed. You and Brad were currently busy unscrewing one of the circular seats from a cafeteria table. Of course, you had no tools so you had to improvise. You found that if you bent a bobby pin just the right way, it'll do the trick. 

You kept twisting the bobby pin until you heard a clattering sound as the last screw fell off. Brad held up the seat as the three of you grinned. You were so gonna win this. 

You stood up and opened up the bag with the rest of your supplies as Brad added your new prize. You had stolen a trash bag from the janitor's closet to hold everything for you. As the three of you walked down the hallways holding the most random collection of things, you spoke up, "Lex, what's next on the list?"

She looked down and the smile that was previously on her face quickly disappeared as she seemed to pale a little. "Oh no," she muttered. 

"What? What is it," you asked as you all stopped in your tracks. 

"It's the last one," she said and you smiled, happy that you'd made it this far. 

"Ok so what's the problem," you asked, not really seeing what she was getting at. "Out of everything on this list," she started, "this is the one that will for sure get us expelled."

You and Brad exchanged a look, "Hit me with it."

"We have to steal the principal's desk chair." 

"Those little shits," you muttered, your hands clenching into fists. "So that's it right? I mean, we got everything else on here, we don't have to win. We made it further than any of us thought we would," she said but you were already shaking your head. 

"We have to win, we are going to win," you were so determined to win this stupid game and you weren't even sure why. 

Lexi looked up, closed her eyes, and brought her hands up together, "Dear god, I'm too young to die. my parents would kill me."

Brad laughed as you headed down the hall towards the principal's office. Once you reached where you could see it, you crouched, the others right beside you. 

the walls on his side of the office were glass and you could see Principal Morita sitting at his desk. You sighed and turned to face your partners, "I have a plan but it's a little crazy."

"Oh please, this whole thing has been more than a little crazy, just hit us with it Y/L/N," Lexi whispered. 

"Ok one of us will have to lure him out while the other two wait behind the door. While he's in the hallway and whoever's with him is keeping him distracted, the other two sneak into the office, roll the chair out the other door, and wait around the corner. Once we're done and completely secure, we send some sort of signal and he's free to go back in."

You were unsure, it was a little all over the place and really risky but they were both nodding at you. "Ok I can distract him, I know exactly what to talk to him about," Lexi offered and you laughed. 

You looked at Brad, "Guess it's you and me." You started crawling to the other side of the hall, careful to stay low so Morita wouldn't see you. 

"Yup," he muttered, "your regular Bonnie and Clyde." You held in a laugh as you got situated on the brick wall at the side of the office, made sure you were out of view from the door, and motioned for Lexi to go ahead. 

She took a deep breath and knocked on the door, the sound ringing out loud in the quiet hallway. It didn't take long before the door opened and was held right in between you and your school's principal. 

"Um, yes, may I help you," you heard him ask. 

"Sorry to bother you sir, but I really needed to talk to you about something," Lexi said desperately. "Ok why don't you go ahead and take a seat in my office," he offered. "NO," she cleared her throat, knowing she had said that too loud, "what is mean is, no I can't I'm kind of in a hurry." You heard her take a few steps back. "We should just speak out here."

Mr. Morita followed her, letting go of the door as he stepped forward but Brad grabbed the handle before it could close. He held it open for you as you crawled in and he followed behind before quietly shutting it after him. 

You two crawled up to his office careful not to be seen since this side of his office wall was made of glass. Currently, his back was to you and Brad while Lexi was facing you but was careful not to let her eyes wander and betray her. 

"Ok," you silently opened the door, "we'll need to pick it up until we round the corner because the noise of it rolling would definitely catch his attention."

"Alright I can handle that," Brad said as he grabbed the legs of the chair and stood up but you motioned for him to stop. You moved out the door and peeked your head around the wall the tiniest bit. You saw Lexi passionately going on about something and from what you could see of Morita, he looked a little uncomfortable. You made a mental to ask her later what she was going on about. Once you were sure that Mr. Morita wouldn't see you, you stuck your hand and made a 'shooing' motion. 

You weren't sure if Lexi would see it or not but she must've seen it from the corner of her eye because she moved so that she was facing the hallway you had to go down head-on, making Morita turn even more as he listened to whatever it was she was rambling about. 

Now, with his back directly towards you and the new direction you were headed, you both left the office and you silently shut the door. Brad quietly put down the chair, "Get on," he ordered. You looked at him a little confused as he tried again, "Come on, it'll be fun."

Hell, you'd already done way crazier things today than you ever thought you would. One more couldn't hurt. So you sat on the chair as he picked it up and walked down the hall. You had to hold in your laughter. 

Once he turned the corner he set you down, stuck his head out, and shot Lexi a thumbs up. Less than a minute later, she approached you guys. "Go before he sees us," she whisper-yelled. 

You were still sitting in the seat and Brad took it upon himself to push you through the halls. It was such a rush, laughing in the chair with your hair flying around you, two of your newest best friends right behind you. It was one of those moments that you knew right then and there how special it was and how much you cherish it in the years to come, all the moments from today actually. You never would've participated in something like this. Ever. It was fun to be pushed out of your comfort zone, to loosen up a bit. And it was especially fun to do it with these two.

You all arrived at the side doors of the auditorium breathless, you from laughter and Brad and Lexi from the running and laughter. 

"Oh. my. GOD. I can't believe we actually pulled that off," Lexi said, smacking her forehead, eyes wide. 

"Hell yeah, we did," you looked at Brad and grinned as you held out your hand for a high-five. "Lex," you turned towards her, "time?" 

She looked down at her watch, "Ten minutes before the deadline," she smiled. She opened the door for the three of you and you all walked inside, extremely proud of yourselves. 

The auditorium was empty, to your surprise, with only you three and Lacy and Jack working on something up on stage. You all walked up the steps, "Hey guys," you spoke up. 

They looked up a little confused hearing your voice, "Oh hey Y/N," Jack said, "done already?" you nodded casually and looked down picking at your nails, peeking up to see the shocked expressions on their faces. 

"No way," Lacy whispered, "there's no fucking way you could've done all that." She said, louder this time. 

You looked up, as if in thought, and put a hand on your chin, "Really lace?" Brad brought up the bag, he had stashed it in a hallway while you did your little office heist and the chair. "Cause I thought I just did," you smirked. 

They stood with their mouths agape while the three of you just grinned at each other. 

"Well I'm impressed," Jack said as he looked at you and your friends, "can't wait to announce the winners!"

The three of you sat on the edge of the stage while the rest of the groups piled in and handed their lists to Lacy and Jack so they could assess them. Soon enough, everyone had filed back into the auditorium and after a few minutes, Jack shooed everyone off the stage so he could make his announcement. 

Once everyone was standing below the stage, Jack walked up to the center as he had done almost 2 hours before. "Students of Midtown," he bellowed, "I come to you with news of your latest adventure. We have gone through everyone's task list and the little prizes they brought back. I'm disappointed to say that only one team completed every task given to them."

Murmurs broke through the students as they wondered which group could've finished everything in so little time. You turned toward Brad and Lexi, "Wait we finished everything so does that mean-"

"I'm pleased to announce, however, the winners of the scavenger hunt. Y/N Y/L/N, Lexi Walker, and Brad Davis, congratulations!" Applause shattered all around you while you, Brad, and Lexi were hugging and high-fiving.

"Get on up here," Lacy shouted. You three were pushed forward by the other kids. You all walked up the steps and stopped in the middle of the large stage. Lacy and Jack turned to grab something and when they were facing you again, you saw what it was and you laughed. They were holding three makeshift crowns, made of cardboard. They were colored yellow (probably with a Crayola marker) and had big colorful jewels glued on the tips. 

"Do you like em,'" Lacy asked with glee, "Me and Jack made them while everyone was out."

"I love them," you told her truthfully. The two of them approached your group and crowned you all separately as you stood in the middle with Lexi to your right and Brad to your left. 

Jack stepped back, "Ladies and gentlemen, fellow students of Midtown High, let's hear it for the first winners of our very own theater games!"

Applause and cheering roared all around you. You smiled but then remembered something. Leaning to the side towards your friend, you whispered, "Hey Lex, what were you talking about with Mr. Morita, y'know, when you had to distract him for us?" She grinned at you evilly. "I told him that all the girls' bathrooms in the building should have a handful of free menstrual products because incidents happen every day and distract us from our schoolwork."

You threw your head back laughing as she laughed along with you. "Lexi! What did he say?"

"He got so flustered I barely kept him out of his office as long as I did." She told you and you laughed even more. "I can't believe you had the confidence to actually do that," you choked out between fits of laughter. Everyone was still clapping below you. She only shrugged, "Someone had to do it. I was just fortunate to be handed the opportunity." She said it so wisely, you didn't know whether to laugh some more or solemnly nod. 

You looked down at your watch and realized rehearsal had actually ended a few minutes ago. You stepped forward, "Thank you, everyone, really. I hope you all had as much fun as I did because I had a blast," you looked back at your friends and smiled, "but, as you know, all good things have to end. It's getting late and before we all start heading home I wanted to talk to you all about something,

"The day after tomorrow is the last rehearsal for us which really sucks because I always look forward to these things. No, seriously, sometimes they're the only thing to get me through the day." Chuckles and little shouts of agreement spread around the group, "And the day after that, is the long-awaited play we've all worked so hard on. And as much as I can't wait to see how amazing everyone's going to do," you looked at Lexi, who smiled right back, "I'll miss seeing your faces every day so, please, if you see me in the hall or in class or something, don't be a stranger. And at our next rehearsal, Mrs. Lightbody will definitely be back so I expect everyone to keep their mouths shut about today. Or none of us will live to make it to opening night."

Everyone clapped with a few people yelling things like "wWe'llmiss you too Y/N" and "Don't worry, this won't be the end of us!" that last one was Jack being as dramatic as ever. You laughed, "Great, now everyone, get your asses home before I get kicked off the cast for keeping you all too late."

Everyone was running around getting their things ready and you were about to do the same when you remembered something. "Hey Lace, Jack," you called them over, "what are you gonna do with everything?"

they looked at each other and smirked before looking back at you, "oh don't worry Y/N, that's for us to worry about." he told you, setting unease in your mind. 

You chuckled stiffly, "Um, well, be careful I guess?" They laughed, "Of course we will Y/N/N." Lacy said. 

"Ok, well then I'm gonna get going now, bye!" You waved at them and they both waved back. You stepped off the stage, grabbing your bag from the corners of the steps where you'd left it. You were almost at the door when you heard your name being called. Turning around you saw Brad 

"Oh, hey Davis," you smiled. "hey Y/N. I was wondering if I could walk home with you," and if you didn't know any better, you'd think he sounded a little nervous.

You laughed, "Of course, you can Brad," you started walking out the door, "unless you're trying to kidnap me then no." you deadpanned, making him laugh. He put up both hands, "Hey, my criminal record is clean and I plan on keeping it that way."

You were outside now and the roads were wet. Apparently, it had rained while you guys were getting it crazy back at school. You fake pouted, "Ugh, that sucks. I have a thing for bad boys," you smiled up at him widely. He dramatically threw his head to the side, getting rid of the hair that had fallen on his face. "Well, I'm as bad as they come."

"Oh?" you questioned, raising a brow. He nodded and leaned in, putting a hand to cover his mouth as he whispered in your ear, "One time, I was trying to parallel park between two cars and I accidentally hit one of them so I got scared just and left."

You burst out laughing, "Oh my god, I was not expecting that. BRAD! you committed a hit and run!" You laughed some more as he just shrugged, "What can I say? I'm just that cool." You fake swooned on him, throwing a hand on your forehead, "Oh my goodness Brad Davis, take me now!"

he laughed as you pushed yourself off him, laughing along with him. It was like that for the rest of the way and you realized how funny he was. He went along with all your bits (which was always appreciated) and made some himself. The walk went by quickly and was over faster than you would've liked. 

You stopped in front of the door to your apartment building, "Well this is me." Brad stopped beside you. "Y'know," you started, "you're way cooler than I thought Davis."

He laughed, "Glad you finally figured that out. Maybe we could do this again sometime?" 

You nodded, "Yeah, I think I'd like that." He grinned, "Great." you two sat there just staring at each other for a few seconds, the only sound was water hitting the ground as it fell out of gutters, and when he looked like he was about to open his mouth and say something, a car honked and splashed the two of you, leaving the two of you soaked from the side. 

You squealed in surprise and laughed. "Holy shit! Well, my socks are ruined now." Brad laughed along and you missed the twinge of disappointment coating his features. "Well, see you tomorrow Brad!" you waved at him as you turned to walk into the building. 

As you made your way up the stairs, you couldn't help the excitement still coursing through you. Maybe Spider-Man would pay you a visit. You had a lot to share after today.

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[rui-xyz]

hii im from wattpad and i want to request :

Rui x reader (reader is afab), fsmut ig ?? both college students nd they both wanted to start a project but ended up.. yk 😭

HIHI WELCOME!! Honestly this ask is my entire rui sequel fic on wattpad (wink wink go read it and the prequel anyone who hasn't)

Anyway enough talking, let's just get into it ;)

⭒Synopsis: ^^

⭒Warnings: NSFW,

⭒Setting: College, so yall are anywhere from 18-22 or so

⭒Notes: AHH IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER TO GET OUT

"Alright, we have everything we need! I think..." You gazed over the messy pile of mechanic bits strewn across the floor, your boyfriend sitting in the middle.

"This should be all I need," he smiled up at you from the floor.

"Great! Then, let's get to work!" You hopped over onto your bed, starting to look through the brainstorming notes for just what kind of bot you'd use for this project.

That was over half an hour ago. So far, you had done nothing but add maybe 3 more things to your notes, and ramble endlessly. You suddenly stopped yourself mid-sentence, shaking your head in frustration.

"Noo, Rui, we're on another tangent..."

"Sorry, I knew this time, it just seemed like something you really enjoy talking about."

"Thank you, Sweetheart, but now's not the time to indulge my scatterbrain." You sighed, flopping back on the bed. "I still have no idea what this bot is even gonna do, let alone look like..."

"You have plenty of ideas down, I suppose it's just choosing that's the hard part."

"Are you sure the animated hologram is off the table?"

"That would take several months of research and work. You need this done by the end of the week."

You groaned and sat back up, slipping off your bed and leaning down over Rui's mess to cup his face and nuzzle his nose. "Thank goodness I have my pretty genius boy to help."

He chuckled softly, going along with your affection before standing up to stretch his legs. "I'll have you know, I didn't procrastinate on my homework this time, just to make sure it was done for when you get home."

You cooed, thanking him with a hug as he stepped out of his sea of silvers and metal. "Y'know, maybe a snack will help get us on track?"

"I don't think a snack is going to help you focus better."

"Awe, c'mon, we won't know til we try, right?" As you started walking out from your bedroom to the kitchen, you were tugged back by your shirt before the door closed in front of you.

"I know something that'll help."

"Hmn? And what would that be?"

Suddenly, you felt Rui pick you up and toss you onto your bed, jumping on you immediately after. He held himself up, hovering above you with a smirk on his face.

"If history repeats itself, this'll probably help out," he purred, before leaning down to start kissing and licking up and down your neck. You shuddered slightly.

"W-what in the world makes you think this is the solution?"

"You haven't noticed? You do much better work when you're... we'll say... relieved."

"What evidence is there of that?" You chuckled, resting your hands on his shoulders.

"I've witnessed it a time or two. Now, enough talking. That's what got us here in the first place."

You wanted to inquire some more, but refrained, instead just simply letting your breath shake with every exhale as Rui soaked your neck with growing impatience.

He wasted no time in slipping his hands under your shirt and pulling it up your body. His hands found their way to your sides, gripping and rubbing over your ribs, down to your hips. His mouth left your neck and pressed against yours, tongue slipping past your lips within seconds.

You kicked your legs up over his hips, squeezing his waist between your knees. He carefully pulled his face away from your kiss, smiling down at you darkly.

"Let's get this over with quickly, yeah? We shouldn't take too long when we have work to do."

"Yeah, you're right..."

His hands tugged your shirt all the way off, tossing it aside dismissively and going for your pants. Then his pants came off. Meanwhile, you tugged off his shirt, which he had neglected due to time. His leg pressed up between your legs so you could grind against it as your tongues licked together with hunger.

He felt over your body, squeezing roughly, grabbing at his favorite parts of you and feeling your soft, plush skin under his fingers. Fuck, were you irresistible, even with his eyes closed.

With the softest groan of frustration and impatience, he stuffed his face into your neck and shoved hastily at his all too tight pants. He sighed at the freedom once they were finally off, and paused before he made for his boxers. Rui lifted himself up and gave you a devilish look.

"Is my Darling ready for me?"

You let out a shuddering breath as his hand trailed down your stomach, dipping into your underwear and feeling across your folds. Just how easily his fingers slid told you the answer to his question. His smirk widened.

"Good."

With that, his fingers hooked into the leg holes and started tugging them down your thighs. Once they were off and discarded with all the rest of your clothing, you suddenly felt two of his fingers slide into you embarrassingly easily. You tensed, gasping, but huffed at the amused look on his face.

"I thought you said we shouldn't waste any time?"

"I wouldn't call this a waste. You aren't seriously asking me to just ram into you without a little preparation, are you?" He gave you a pouty look, to which you rolled your eyes and let him continue, stretching you out. Once he pulled his fingers out of you, sucking them clean before they wrapped around your hip, you mentally prepared yourself for what came next.

"Ready?"

"Yeah."

He propped your legs up onto his hips and carefully slid into you. You let out a shaky breath as each inch slid in, filling you up how he always did. He groaned out happily, smiling as his lashes fluttered.

"Mmh, yeah... that's it." Rui sighed as he leaned down, pressing his chest against yours. His arms slipped under your shoulder blades and grabbed your shoulders. He rubbed his cheek against yours and placed a few kisses across it, grinning all the while. "I love you... Want me to start yet?"

You wiggled your hips slightly, listening to his breath hitch. Once you were fairly sure your insides had adjusted, you leaned back and relaxed, then nodded your head.

"Yeah, you can start."

"Okay, Honey," he sighed happily, then pressed his lips to yours. He started to pull back, then thrust back in slowly, breaths uneven. Your own breath was shallow as you kissed him, feeling how gentle and slow his movements were starting out. He continued at that same pace for a while, then pulled away from your lips to catch his breath as his hips began to speed up.

The feeling of his cock brushing against your inner walls and his tip hitting so deep in you gave you a wave of goosebumps, how it usually did. A few soft moans started to leave your lips as your head fell back against the pillows. Your vision was blurry with pleasure, but you could see as Rui looked over your face, his muscles tensing as a moan escaped him. He leaned back down, groaning softly as he shoved his face into the nape of your neck and started to speed up more.

It felt glorious, the pleasure making your brows furrow and eyes roll back. Your hands gripped onto his back, and with every moan of his that sounded next to your ear, you felt your insides grow hotter, until a knot started to form in your stomach. The most you could do was squeal out Rui's name, but in response, he sped up to a pace that had you wailing with pleasure.

You could feel your finale quickly approaching, but it's not like you could muster the ability to warn him, especially when his mouth met yours again and your moans mixed together. As you reached the edge of bliss, all you could manage was a frantic shove to Rui's shoulder, before your back arched and you cried out. He immediately slowed down, now back to focusing on his depth as his orgasm also neared. You clenched around him as you soaked his cock with your release, and those sweet sounds you were making made his cock more solid than stone. Every second his orgasm neared, it felt like you were driving him more and more crazy. He could just barely sense himself getting louder as he kept slamming deep into you, until his pleasure peaked and he let out a long, shuddering moan as he released inside you. You shuddered, yet another wave of goosebumps raising over your body. As his cum gushed into you, he held you tight, squeezing you with euphoria. When the feeling finally subsided, his whole body relaxed, almost going limp above you. He let out a sigh and started catching his breath at about the same pace you were.

The two of you spent a couple moments just basking in the relaxing, post-orgasmic afterglow, before Rui dropped his head back down to your shoulder, shifting slightly to get comfortable.

"Don't fall asleep," you warned with a chuckle.

"I know, I know. We still have work to do."

His words made you pause, before you groaned. "Awe, fuck."

[spikedhe4rt]

dating dallas hcs??

Dallas Winston x Reader Headcannons 🪐🪐

A/N: Hope you enjoy this. I just want to say, I love you guys so much. Thank you for all the support and patience! My request box is always open! <3

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❥ You guys met at bucks, you were a bartender and he lives there.

❥ He started to talk to you randomly because he was just bored.

❥ It turned into hours and hours of conversation and you guys just hit it off.

"Im Dallas Winston, Im sure you've-" You quickly interrupted with a sarcastic eye roll. "Yes, Ive heard of you. You say that to all the girls in town". He shook his head with a grin. "Nah, only the pretty bartenders." Cue another eye roll

❥ You were a fire cracker and he loved that about you.

❥ Yall became close to the point, he would rant to you about Sylvia. You had to hide your jealousy every time.

❥ You were talking to him about some rude person at work and he truly realized how beautiful you are. He really sat and stared for a hot minute.

"I wanted to punch that asshole so- Hello? Earth to Dallas fucking Winston?"  he jumped slightly at your words before cooly nodding.  "Im listening..."

❥ He was honestly conflicted about his feelings for you.

❥ It wasn't until you went on a date with someone else, he confessed.

"Dallas, whats your problem?" You didn't get why he was being such an asshole today. "Why didn't you come over today!?" he said angrily. "I had a date, y'know that!" he shrugged "Exactly!"

"It was just a movie and-" He looked at you with what felt like a hurt expression "and you didn't need to be with him. I like you." His hand came to the sides of your face and fiercely kissed you.

❥ You guys started dating after that. You guys never officially asked eachother, you just felt it.

❥ Getting to wear his Christopher.

❥ Walking around together with his arm around you.

❥Him never letting you walk around alone because he gets worried.

❥ The only time he will let you touch his hair is when you're stressed bc he's know you love it

❥ He leaves the biggest hickeys on you.

❥ His love language is acts of service.

❥ You not understanding half the stuff he says because the accent but you know he means well.

❥ He calls you doll and sweetheart.

❥ Always getting flustered when you patch him up bc he claims you have to sit on his lap to do it.

"Dallas, I don't need to sit on your lap to do this. You're fine just sitting on the counter" you say with a eyeroll.

❥ When you guys sleep together, he always ends up holding you.

❥ Movie dates

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❥ When in missionary, he props your legs on his shoulders so you can feel him deeper.

❥ He use's overstimulation as a punishment and reward.

- "Dally please, its too much." You pant out as Dally brings you to your peak for what seems like the 3rd time. "Weren't you just begging to cum like a pathetic slut after I said no" His thrusts became faster as you moaned out. "You can take it, sweetheart."

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- "Dally please, more!" You plead for another orgasm, feeling so good that you don't want it to end. You clench around him, moaning out. "You want more, huh? Ill give you whatever as long as you keep being a good girl for me." He continued to fuck you till you both were spent.

❥  He spanks/smacks your ass raw when he hits it from the back.

❥ Leaves loves bites all over your chest.

❥ Loves to tell you everything he going to do to you.

"Oh fuck, Dally faster!" you mewled as he fingered you. His two digits were hitting your g-spot with every thrust. "You like that, huh? Im not gonna stop till you cum all over my fingers."

❥  When he eats you out, he sucks your clit just right and he knows it too.

❥ Has a degrading and praise kink.

"Such a pretty little slut for me"

[captjprice]

Hi Angel🖤

can i gst a nsfw piece with Dbf!Price or Ex-Husband!Price x chubby f!reader;

How he doesn't let the lack of titles stop him from considering the reader 𝙝𝙞𝙨 and is enthusiastic to spread the agenda around in any way possible.

Including always giving the idea him and reader are together, chasing away anyone with possible interest in reader and most importantly constantly getting in her personal space to cause so much confusion because despite everything she 'protests' ,she actually is 𝙝𝙞𝙨 and Price getting too close or saying something just for her to hear makes her malfunction for a second.

When he gets his opportunity to slip up her skirt, his breeding kink with intention to procreate comes out to play except hers matches his and now they're both fighting for their lives in every position possible to make sure they both get what they want like.

thank you, adieu 💋

ExHusband!John Price x Chubby!F!reader

You'll always be his, despite everything.

a/n: no because these requests ONG yall are eating this up 😭😭😭 ive also been so busy with school so if you put in a request i will def get to it this week/next week!!!

mentions: light dubcon, smut obv, fingering, exhibitionism, domprice, subreader

• He's soo clingy, even after the divorce— He just can't seem to keep his hands off of you whenever he sees you. Always a hand on your plush waist, or a finger hooked in your belt-loop. You two might not have a title anymore, but you're still his.

• John still persuades you to let him help you, with groceries for example. But it's all just an excuse for him to make sure nobody's coming to steal you away.

• He's just as sweet as he was before the divorce, like all of the fights never happened. Giving you those sweet smiles and caresses.

• But it only gets worse when he joins you at the neighbourhood bbq, lingering behind you the whole time with his hand on your shoulder, showing others that you were off-limits. Whenever someone strikes up a conversation, he'll shut it down by dragging you along to the kitchen, complaining he's thirsty. You're such a cute little thing after all, he needs to keep you away from the rest.

• You know what he's doing, and even though it stirs something in your belly you know it's not right.

• But you find it hard to protest as he pushes you up against the counter, reaching behind you to grab a cup. He's smiling down at you, acting like nothing's wrong.

"You need to stop, John. It's not.." You trail off, knowing he gets what you're saying. He seems unfazed, looking you up and down, admiring your outfit. "Lovely dress, sweetheart. Is it new?" John asks lowly, then takes a sip of his drink. You give a glare, and cross your arms. "You're still so pretty, y'know?" He continues, reaching out to caress your hips. Fuck, he loved your figure. Some might argue you're too big, but it's just right for him. Tits and ass to die for, but most importantly your thighs. You shift in your stance, but don't push him away. He leans in closer, his breath ghosting over your ear. "I'd give anything to fuck that pretty little cunt one more time."

• His words make you take in a breath and your cheeks burn, causing you to excuse yourself to the bathroom and hurry off. What the fuck was he playing at?!

• As you lock the bathroom door, you really can't deny the ache between your legs— It's so wrong, because you're divorced, for gods sake. You press your thighs together to attempt to relieve the tension.

• When you're positive your blush has disappeared you step out, finding John in conversation with a couple. His eyes light up when he sees you, and he gestures you over.

"There's my girl," He cooes softly.

• His words make you nudge his side, and his hand wraps around your waist again to pull you snug to his side.

• You listen as he talks, and to the way he makes no effort to disclose the fact that you're divorced— No, quite the opposite. He boasts about you, calls you his girl.

• It makes you even angrier, causing you to mutter something when the couple leaves back to the backyard.

"Not your girl, John."

• Your words tick him off, causing him to flip you around with your back to him against the counter. He presses closer to you, making an effort to press his bulge against your ass.

"What, sweetheart?" He grumbles, both his hands holding onto your hips to keep you in place. You sputter out another reply, although flustered. "I-.. We're not together anymore, John.. This.." He gives another glance to the door and then back at you, his hand moving lower to cup your ass. You stifle a noise. "What are you doing, this-.. Anyone could walk in!" He snickers at your concern, pushing your dress up. "Better be quiet then." John grunts, squeezing your plush ass. "Fuck, i've missed this."

• He doesn't seem to care if anyone comes in as he pushes your panties aside and plunges two fingers inside of you, causing you to mewl and grip onto the counter. You keep telling him to stop, but it just turns into incoherent babbles. Your pussy makes obscene noises as he moves back in and out, dripping onto your legs and panties.

• He can't even keep going until you're cumming, the mess you're making on his fingers has already got him so fucking hard. He fucking needs you, now.

• He isn't as gentle as he was before as he drags you to the upstairs bedroom— Probably belonging to the poor barbeque organiser. John shoves you onto the bed, undoing his belt.

"Fuuuck, yeah. Finally gonna breed you again, yeah? You want that?" He asks, and you know there's no point in denying him anymore. You nod lazily, laying on your back and spreading your legs.

Your pretty pussy glistens for him, and he lets out a long moan as he finally pulls himself out of his pants, pumping his cock a few times. John crawls onto the bed, his hand coming up to rub your clit a few times. "You want me to make you a mommy this time, love?" He positions his head at your entrance. "Gonna really make you mine, this time. Gonna get you nice and pregnant, that's how good i'll fuck you." You whine out again as he slowly pushes into you, a milky white ring already forming on his dick.

• He pushes your knees to your chest to fuck as deep into you as he can, and the noises you make are so loud he has to shut you up, his hand covering your mouth.

• John's sloppy and quick, more focused on pumping you full instead of taking it slow and intimate. He's groaning— Almost growling at the thought of getting you full of him, showing everyone he owns you.

• When John cums inside, he keeps himself in for a few more minutes, brushing your hair aside and whispering how good you were from him.

"Lovie, you did so well f'me, yeah?" He muses, caressing your cheeks. "You're always so good for me." John pants, looking down at where his cock is nestled inside of you. Despite keeping himself in, you've still managed to drip onto the bed and make a mess of his thighs.

• When he pulls out it leaves you feeling oh so empty, but he soothes you with a quick peck to the lips. His fingers push whatever's left of his seed back into you with a shameful squelch.

• The shame is evident in your expression as you get dressed again, especially after fucking on someone else's bed.

• But John seems to relish in it as he zips up his jeans and helps you stand.

"Think you should rethink that divorce yet, sweetheart?" He says teasingly, squeezing your waist as he takes you back downstairs.

• The excuse he makes for you is so stupid, but somehow the neighbours believe it, and John drives you back home with a tight grip on your thigh.

• You're not done with him for the day.

[leafington]

𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙞𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣' 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙪𝙥, 𝙨𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙩 𝙪𝙥! - kento n.

content warning !! - drinking, intoxication, ceo!nanami, subby!nanami-ish, hostess!reader, blackfem!reader, sex implied but no smut, very subtle angst

a/n - im a little rusty yall stay with me + ib that one picture of the girl pouring the drink into the guys mouth, yk the one 🌚🌚

Beautiful wasn't the right word to describe his favorite woman, she was ethereal. Her beauty incapable of being described in such a way that covers the entirety of it all, it was damn near impossible to pull a word out of his broad vocabulary to illustrate her. To be watched under her eyes felt like that of being stalked, like every small movement of his was documented in her head.

Never in a million years would Nanami have caught himself in an entertainment bar of all places, part of him feeling ashamed he even wound up in such an environment all because of some woman. He's gotten one taste of her and all of a sudden it's a basic need of survival for him, stopping by her job every other day to see if she's there. This time, however, he was incapable of doing so due to a business trip overseas which left him exhausted and, above all, needy.

"You alright?" She caressed his cheek lightly, eyes scanning over Nanami for any sign of harm done. If anything, he should be checking on her, her head still feels light after being shown just how much he missed her over the course of two whole weeks. Nanami takes a few deep breaths, recollecting himself from what he considered to be the most euphoric moment ever experienced, then nodding in conformation.

He's a big man in every sense of the word; his build, his size, and his work status. She's used to seeing him so calm, stone-faced, rarely ever disheveled or beyond his own consciousness. "Age catching up to you, I see." She tries to lighten him up, moving her hand to play with his hair. "... very funny." Nanami quips back, leaving her satisfied knowing he's still a bit snarky. "I know right? I think I'm hilarious." She giggles, tugging his hair back just a bit so she was the one looking down on him.

It was nice being the one on top for a change, she didn't think it was possible to be the one to reduce the Nanami Kento to a groaning mess who cums like a virgin when he's desperate, and boy was it a sight to see.

She didn't really know why he came back to her all the time, Nanami swore up and down that he hated this place and everything involving it, but every day he's available after work he's here, requesting for her, and enjoying a nice glass of scotch while watching her work. Not that she minded it, it was a nice change of pace having someone call for her company and pay her thousands just to be by their side.

"You'd do better outside of a place like this, y'know?" He gruffs out, watching her slip her bikini thong right back on and mentally grovels. "How many times are you gonna remind me?" Y/n makes quick work in straightening herself out because who knows what her co-workers will think about her disheveled appearance. "Until you finally quit." Nanami glares, although not intentional, he genuinely believes she'd be better off somewhere safer, a less taunting job than buttering up a few men and getting tipsy.

"Well get used to it." She prompts, carrying herself to to mini-bar and scanning for anything he might like. His usual isn't there, so she just assumes that if he can down some glasses of scotch whisky, he can handle some sips of bourbon. Y/n pops up with the bottle and finds his cup to fill it up, Nanami watches her after regaining himself and buckling his belt. "Was that your plan? Letting me fuck you senseless then trying to take me out?" It's not often Nanami cursed around her, he's proven how strict and uptight he is about how he carries himself. "Just doing my job. You don't have to drink it." She sasses him back with a roll of her eyes, and he doesn't deny her so she settles herself in his lap and takes a few sips on her own.

Y/n recoils back, holding the drink away from her and making a face. "That's so not good." She gags, tensing up even further when Nanami's hands glide up her body. "Poor girl can't handle a little strength in her alcohol. What a terrible job you're doing." He taunts and further more pouts at her, patting her side as if she were a child. "Oh really?" She grits and adjusts herself. "Why don't you show me just how I'm supposed to do that?"

She raises herself high enough to be above him, tapping the bottom of his chin. "Open wide." He follows her command with ease, letting her tip his head back to pour the liquid in his mouth, her own slightly opening as if to pursue him further. "Up, up, up... thereee we go. Atta boyyy." She coos, a bit of the chocolate-noted honey dripping down, grinning when he swallows it whole.

Her free hand comes up to wipe the stray droplets off before it stains his clothes, she smiles at him when his drunken eyes land on her. "You got what you wanted," His voice comes out raspy from his intake, reaching for the bottle and trickling some more in the cup, taking it in his own hand and holding her up firmly with just one hand, the cold silver band of his watch pressed up against the flesh of her ass. "Now let's try that again, doll."

©2024 leafington dont steal please!! :)

[lumiheartszz]

sirenbur smut. thats it, just sirenbur smut. I NEED SIRENBUR. GIVE ME SIRENBUR😭

Siren is so fucking hot i need him ily anon

Keep your eyes on me.

Context: you're a villain and sirenbur (who has taken an interest in you) has rough sex with you :3 also yall know each other's identities because im the writer and i like it that way

WARNING: SMUT !! MINORS DNI!!

The cold wind blew past your hair as you leaned against the balcony, eyeing the city down below. It was a cold evening, that's for sure. You weren't exactly sure why so much trouble was constantly happening in your surroundings, even when you're walking around the city as a civillian. It was rather odd to you, even to the point where it was too much to shrug off, even for a nonchalant person like you. It was all so... overwhelming, to say the least. You were snapped from your thoughts when a deep, raspy voice from behind started speaking.

"Y/N, sweets! What's such a pretty girl like you doing out here, hm?" He cooed, obviously mocking you. "I'm... thinking, goddamit. Also, I've noticed something... who's been causing trouble in the city all week? It's pretty damn annoying, even to me. No way it isn't someone from the Syndicate, if it wasn't, with how inexperienced other villains are, they'd probably already been found out. So from the three of you, you're the only one with the unserious personality." He snickered, shrugging later on. "So?" You were a bit pissed, more than a bit, actually. "So? So?! It's fucking annoying, Wilbur, stop." You pinched your nose bridge in annoyance.

"It's funny." He huffed, elbowing you lightly. "You're a real moodkiller, Y/N, y'know that?" He spurred you on further, and you could barely take it. "Shut the fuck up for once, goddamit!" You shouted with your back turned from him. This earned an eyebrow raise from the blindfolded brunette. "You really want me to? Tell that straight to my face, angel, and maybe I will." You could almost hear the smirk as he spoke those words. You grit your teeth, and not even you know if it's from your anger or the fact you got flustered by HIM, of all people.

"I said... sh-shut up..." You said weakly, turning to face him as you looked up at him. This triggered a fire in the villain. He started backing you up against the wall. "Say that again. With full force, while looking at me." He commanded once he had you fully backed up. You couldn't even find the courage to say anything. You refused to look up at him, not while your face is all red.

"Aww, you went all quiet on me..." he smirked, burying his face into your neck, which triggered a surprised shriek from you. "No fucking way you get turned on from me commanding you." He teased, sharp canines grazing against your sensitive neck. You shuddered from the contact, hands holding onto the wall separating you from the edge of the rooftop. His hands found it's way to the hem of your pants,playing with it to spur you further.

"You want this, don't you? You want me to fuck you senseless until you lose your senses?" You could only let out a whine as a response, looking down in shame as you nodded. "What's that? I couldn't hear you, princess." His finger twirled a couple of strands of your hair, and when you didn't respond, he yanked your hair to make you look at him. "I said SPEAK, SLUT!" His voice echoed in your ears, it's power forcing you to speak. "Y-yes... p-please-- please fuck me... I need you so bad..." This made him grin evilly, his teeth sinking into your skin. "Good, good girl, Y/N..."

His hands find their way inside your pants as his middle and ring finger start caressing the wet patch on your panties. "Shit, you're fucking soaked. Gonna finger fuck you and make you cum so many times, all you'll remember is my name." He growled, his large fingers slipping past the thin fabric and into your wet folds. He let out a breathy moan as he felt just how perfectly soaked you were just from his voice.

His large finger easily slips past your folds, making you gasp. "Fuck, I'm..." you let out a breathy whine, bucking your hips up into his fingers involuntarily. He was going slow on purpose just to tease you. "Please... p-please go faster, Wil..." you pleaded, pleaded just for the sweet sensation of his talented fingers. "Good girl, already begging for me, hm?" He added in a second, speeding his fingers up. When your legs started shaking, signalling your nearing orgasm, he stopped abruptly, pulling his fingers out. "Wh- wha? Wilbur!!" You whined. "Why did you-- why...??" You panted, like you had just ran miles on end.

He didn't answer, licking your slick from his fingers. "I'd rather have you cum on my cock than my fingers. You'd prefer that, right?" You could only stare at him as you thought about it. The thought of his cock stretching you out deliciously; it just fueled your desires further.

He spread your lips apart with the pad of his thumb, spitting on your tongue. "Swallow." He sternly commanded, with you following shortly after. He whispered curses before unbuckling his pants, lips crashing into yours as he palmed himself through his boxers. "Yeah, be fucking good for me. Such a good slut, letting me use your pretty body..." He fumbled to unbutton your own, letting out a breath as he finally managed to take it off. His quick fingers pressed against your nub of muscles, quickly rubbing it, causing you to moan. "Wilb-- NGHH~! Ple-please~!" He took that chance to put his tongue in your mouth, sloppily making out with you.

"Shit, I need to be inside r-right now, fuck..." He rubbed his cock on your entrance, looking at you for approval. Once you've nodded your head, he slammed himself in all the way to the hilt, tearing a loud moan from your throat. "Shit... s-so warm... so tight..." he growled right next to your ear as he thrusted in and out. All you could form was unintelligible noises, none of them even making sense. "I fucked you up already, huh?" He panted, pounding into you faster. "Shit,you like that? Look at me while I fuck you, whore." When you didn't obey, he got angered. "Look at me..." he warned. You did try to look at him, but the pleasure caused them to roll back your head once more. "I said LOOK AT ME." He used his powers on you, forcing your eyes to look up at him.

He slapped your ass repeatedly, hand coming up to harshly grip your hair afterwards. "Shit, you're so fucking tight..." he groaned as his cock twitched inside. You moaned out as his hips started slamming against yours alarmingly quicker. "C-cumming..." you mumbled weakly. "C-cum on my cock, whore." He commanded, panting as his thrusts became sloppy and erratic, losing it's rhythm. "FUCK, WILBURR~!" You moaned out as your orgasm hit you like a bullet train. Your sweet voice moaning out his name was his last straw as he buried himself deep inside, warm cum painting your insides. You both panted from the aftermath of your rather intimate bonding.

"That's a good girl..."

[slocumjoe]

could you do companion react to sole just kissing them? like, we can assume they’re really close and basically a situation ship at this point. you’re writing is so unique and thought out and I would love to see your take!

Companions react to Sole Doing The Damn Thing

*ringing a giant church bell i should not have access to* GAGE STANS COME GET YALL JUICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cait; That's not going to go over well with Cait. Her first instinct—and her strongest—when someone tries to kiss her, is violence. Sole is getting a broken nose out of this. Though, as her knuckles connect, her brain will catch up and realize oh. But luckily, Cait has some time to process what just happened. Because Sole kinda...needs some medical attention...Sole can't tell what Cait's flustered about, the kiss or the punch. Cait says they're seeing shit and to shut the fuck up. But...she, red as her hair, will lean in, and quickly kiss their nose better.

Curie; Probably also not immediately happy...Curie canonically gets and is frustrated with people coming on to her, and her own instincts might not be murder...but Sole will be getting an incrediblely nasty look before she remembers who they are. Most likely to still not appreciate it fully after realizing. She'd rather properly discuss their feelings first before moving into anything physical. Curie is a very proper, by-the-books woman. And she had a courting itinerary! She'll take this as a cue to get started on that bucket list, but the first one was surprising Sole and ask them out...she was going to make dinner and everything!

Danse; Are you trying to kill him. The only companion to make a noise. Freezes up, goes ramrod stiff. Doesn't move, doesn't breath, doesn't do anything for much longer than is considered normal. The best course of action, here, for Sole, is to just keep kissing him and hope his brain auto-starts. It's like trying to jumpstart a dead car battery, y'know? If Sole kisses and backs away, there is a very real chance Danse will misinterpret it or convince himself he imagined it. But if they keep going...well. Nothing to misunderstand there, right? The Thoughts don't come until later. Head is EMPTY.

Deacon; stares at them for a few seconds, blinking. Flashes some finger guns with an "ayyyy" and runs the fuck away. The bitch flees the scene. Why would you do this to Deacon? This is almost as mean as doing it to Danse. Best bet is to let him run, grabbing is just going to postpone the running. He'll spend a few days in isolation like some kind of monk. Think about it, his feelings, Sole's, what he wants. Then he goes back and does the same shit to Sole when they aren't paying attention. No one surprises Freaky Deac and gets away with it. No one.

Gage; As Sole gets closer, he notices and intuits that they're going in for it...but, nah, no way. Why would they? But...but they are, right? What else could that be? No, surely—wait, are they? What are you doing? No? No. But maybe? Yes? YES? OH ITS YES, FUCK, WHY DIDNT YA MOVE YOU DUMB SHIT? Imagine Sole going in, Gage tensing and doing 3d calculations, and the Jaws tune playing. Like Deacon, don't try to keep going. Gage is recoiling and grabbing him as he's backing away triggers Fight instinct. He recoils, takes one hard look at them, and says, in that voice smooth as piss and vinegar, "Now, what the fuck was that?" Is that what he meant to say? Nope! And Gage will forever suffer the memory of basically going 'ew' the first time his partner kissed him.

Hancock; Off to the races. Think about it? About what, how good they are at kissing? And sneaking up on him, evidently? Nope! Hancock knows where to go from here. Hancock spends the next month worrying himself sick about jumping into a relationship with someone he loves dearly, without knowing if he himself is capable of upholding his end of the relationship. Ends up crying in Nick's lap about how he's ruined everything. Sole has to explain to him they've basically been in a relationship for a few months and he's doing fine, please be easier with yourself.

MacCready; I FORGOT DEAR RATBOY MacCready was married, and I have to imagine that two teenagers getting together would have done something similar...So, Mac will 100% be stumbling and flustered, but he's not going to brick like others. You'll get an awkward, blushy Bobby grinning at Sole, asking if they really feel that way? He wasn't just imagining it? Oh, nice. So, you wanna...talk, or...keep doing what you're doing? He's good with both. Real good.

Nick; Oh, we're done dancing around this? Great. If Sole wants to just get jiggy right away, will ask gently if they can discuss the Elephant first. But Nick isn't shocked or anything. This has been going on long enough, it was either happening or it wasn't. Well, now its happening. He'd blow a party favor if he had one. Anyway, he's all too happy to finally get this sorted out and started. Even happier he wasn't the one who had to bring it up. He could have, but God, that never fails to twist the guts up.

Piper; Very similar to Nick. Okay, so, are we a thing, or are you teasing? What's your angle, here, what are we doing? The longer the situationship has been going, the more suspicious she is. If Sole fails to sufficiently explain in the 3 seconds they have to, Piper huffs, leans in, and quickly kisses them back. There. Now we're even. If Sole goes back in for their revenge, great news, they've convinced her. Now how about they actually have a relationship now. Piper has done the half-on, half-off thing, and uh...no.

Preston; has too many issues to just throw himself into a relationship like that...especially if he can't pinpoint where it started. Similar to Curie, it doesn't matter how close he is with Sole, he would rather have talked about it first. I mean, he's happy, and flustered, but beneath the dopey grin, he's a little exasperated. C'mon, he had a whole conversation planned, and Sole pops that cherry with one kiss? Alright, works for him. Not complaining. But maybe give a guy some warning? Like, are they dating? Have they been dating? They really need to define this relationship.

X6-88; Haha, you think Sole is going to catch him off—oh shit they did. And...they survived? Wow, they are powerful. X6-88's reaction is the same as Gage's, calculations and all. Except, when he demands an explanation, it is exactly what he intended to say. Seriously, what is this gesture? You're supposed to do it with your romantic partner, but he's seen people do it with someone who decidedly wasn't. He's also seen family members kiss each other on the cheek, and friends. And he's heard of Curie's people kissing everyone regardless. So, what is this? Sole has to explain to him this one is romantic and I'm trying to pursue you romantically. At that point he panics and its a mess from there. Lots of internal crisis, lots of Nick banging pots and pans, screaming YOU HAVE FEELINGS, PANIC IS A FEELING.

[okamiz36]

MORI IS NOT A PEDO. DAZAI IS NOT A WOMANIZER OR 2D. A rant about the BSD universe, characters, and fanfic writers and how people mischaracterize the MCs

SPOILERS FOR THE BOOK NO LONGER HUMAN

Ok so, for those of who don't know in BUNGOSTRAYDOGS ANIME each main character was based off an actual writer and the character's came to be a blend of the universe/anime mixed with the novelist's books. For example, Dazai Osmau wrote the book No Longer Human which explains the tale of a man who had been acting his entire life, struggles with depression, fitting into society and eventually at the end comes out as gay (shoutout to the soukou shippers because this practically confirms the ship is canon). It shows how Dazai is more then a womenizer and comedian whereas in the anime we just take the character at surface level.

I'm a fanfic reader, I enjoy alot of different stories and right now I'm reading StrayBoundIsakai on AO3, amazing fanfic to some extent. I love it and whatnot but they included some notes on NaomiXTanizaki, and like a true fan I've done a bit of reasearch on the books written by the characters (I read crime and punishment+No longer human because those are my favs plus another Dostoyevsky book I can't remember the name of) So y'know it annoyed me to see people claiming that Tanizaki and Naomi are an actual incest couple because they are not. Here's my theory, Tanizaki n Naomi arent real siblings, in the book Naomi by Tanizaki two lovers have to pretend to be siblings to hide from a man who I'm pretty sure forced Naomi into a relationship with him, ill read the book prob tmrw if i got time, and its a common theroy that Naomi in bsd isnt even real, shes a hallucination ofa dead girl made by light snow ability. So one or the other.

We don't have any confirmation as to pretty much any of the BSD characters so we don't know the details between Tanizaki and Naomi as they've been kept secret. BSD is an odd anime because it goes from silly detective to vampire outbreak, to Fyodor is god, but within layers there are so many hidden clues on what the real story is.

Dazai is a tricky one for me because i've read so many theories on him but my favorite is why he abuses Akutagawa. Dazai is abusive to Akutagawa bc if he isnt and praises aku then aku loses his reason to lvie and be better then he alreayd is, akutagawa needs to be told he's a failure, dazais nice to atsushi bc atsushi is already so far broken if he doesn't get praise he'll go insane and suicide or smth similar. Dazai's character and entire personality is within the book no longer human (amazing read would recommend but it will mess you up) people often call him a womanizer but it's him simply trying to fake a personality as to what he deems is the most likeable persona or sterotypical persona. He's not annoying, his entire personality is a facade in which he's just trying to be likeable because he has no clue how he's suppose to act. In the PM/dark era/15 dazai he acted cold and ruthless because that was what was to be expected of him. Dazai has no personality, he's a pathological manipulator, YALL PLEASE READ NO LONGER HUMAN IF YOU ARE A DAZAI FAN.

And then Mori... PEOPLE PLEASE STOP SAYING HE'S A PEDOFILE. I'm going to take context from a reddit thread and the link will be posted because the post I'm quoting omg is amazing helped me so much, "Elise is the character of a short story by Mori, "The Dancing Girl" [a japanese student in Germany falls in love with a 17yo local girl who was poor and danced for a living, they have a complicated relationship until the guy chooses Japanese Moral Integrity over Love and goes back home. The girl realizes she was pregnant and goes mad, the student finds out and has painful regrets because he wanted a child/family and truly loved the girl" "In "The Dancing Girl", in the end the girl was pregnant with the student's child. Could BSD Elise herself be that child? Well, I don't very much believe this actually (imo BSD Mori and Elise don't have a father-daughter kind of relationship, I will elaborate), but anyway it's something that popped up in my mind. 2) I'm sure I read this somewhere, though I can't remember the source rn, that RL Mori himself said that his sexuality is "like that of a child", meaning that he does not really feel sexual attraction but he understands love and affection, and he stated that he loved his wife and children. So, my personal opinion is that Elise could be just that part of him. That's why it's shaped like a child. (+ Little side note idk if it's something worth mentioning but Elise has blue eyes, blonde hair, western outfit... Is she European? Given RL Mori's literary tastes I mentioned at the start, Asagiri might have chosen this specific design on purpose?).  Anyway that brings me to my next point: What is Mori and Elise's relationship in BSD? Like I was saying, Elise is literally a part of Mori, so she is Mori himself, his preferences, the influences he had, etc. He loves and cares for her because he loves and cares for himself. After all, Mori is not shown being "affectionate" towards other kids: there were Q and Kyōka right there but Mori never showed interest in them if not to exploit their abilities. So is BSD Mori a pedo yes or no?? Here we are. I think BSD Mori might be asexual (as for RL Mori, he probably was, but we'll never really know, also who knew about asexuality in 1800-1900s lol). That said, the character is never shown feeling sexual attraction (and reminder that pedophile means sexually attracted to children, y'all say this word so lightly smh). But Mori really says a lot of inappropriate stuff, doesn't he? Fukuzawa was shocked and Elise picks on him. But what if the shtick is that he just doesn't realize that he appears sus to others, exactly because anything he does isn't intended as sexual in his pov? He's a criminal mastermind but he also probably thinks dressing up Elise is like dressing up a doll and saying she's his wife is like playing house."

Asagiri prob just made him seem creepy because guess what HE'S A MAFIA BOSS LIKE WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?! Link is here please read: reddit.com/r/BungouStrayDogs/comments/17zes5z/vita_sexualis/

Reading or watching videos of recaps on the BSD writers made me hate so many fanfics honestly.... I shared all of these thoughts with my friend @kreepyveebs because they wanted to makea Ranpo fanfic and I figured I should also make a post on this.

I'm going to link a channel who made videos on Dostoyevsky's books just because it helps clearify what Fyodor is even talking about/explaining in the books, it's also a psychology channel so I recommend just binge watchin this guy https://www.youtube.com/@unsolicitedadvice9198

Can writers and theorists also please start figuring out what made Kunikida have his ideals, or made Ranpo the way he is? Ranpo wrote black lizards so me and Kreepy have made the theory of he had mafia parents or somehting similar, maybe related to Hiroshi? (im pretty sure i got his name wrong- ack), stop focusing on just the mains, like jeez.

SHOUTOUT TO @kreepyveebs (second ping mwahhaha) THEYRE AN AMAZING ARTIST AND WRITER AND YOU SHOULD 100% FOLLOW THEM IF YOU SEE THIS POST.

oh yeah @unknowntalesbymiles you should enjoy this post so ping for you!

[infinialtairs]

~ Baby girl <3 ~

I know i haven't post much and there's a good reason for that...

I may or may not been obsessed with Casper lately...i think the Nasty Dog animation changed me

I understand people might not care all that much for an fan-oc of Captain Laserhawk (i hear you, i'll promise yall smth on the 1 anniversary for Captain Laserhawk) If you don't wanna hear more in depth of Casper, feel free to skip, i just wanna yap 🦊

I keep thinking about Casper and Rayman and them as a dymanic (because there's two technically types of dymanic, one that leans more in canon in Captain Laserhawk and the other leans purely self-indulgent and you could say also experimental with Casper's character that then can be apply to Casper's personality or backstory in general)

"Canon" dymanic: - This is basically completely going along within Captain Laserhawk series (as far as for season 1 at least...). Because of hybrids being treated mainly as slaves and lower class essentially, Casper didn't grew up well with siblings to care of and even his parents cuz they were always off trying to provide some food and because of that. Naturally Casper and his family do not like Rayman for sooo many reasons, purely in the fact that Rayman (pre-Ramon) is fed with propaganda and lies that Eden told him and Rayman has faith in them and so the lies spreads for decades. Casper is a lot more "depressed" if you will, he's still THE funny comedy guy, always taking things sarcastically and never personally or close to his heart (cuz also tehe his entire family basically abandoned him on streets, I still haven't figure out why). Casper does flirt with people and hook ups but it is coping mechanism to deal with loneliness and that people as much as love his jokes and comedies, they don't exactly like him either because talking with him ACTUALLY in person he just comes across asshole and little mean (or in case flirting, very forward or blunt) despite that's how Casper just used to talk like this. I still don't think Casper and Rayman would even be able to meet in any way, shape or form due to very different views and again...Casper openly dislikes Rayman. BUT BUT! They could TECHNICALLY meet for the first time when Rayman is now Ramon, not dealing well at all along with Bullfrog and Dolph, Casper seeing that Ramon's world view is shattered and now changed sides, Casper might struggle to trust Ramon but eventually warming up, maybe also joining along side Ramon, Bullfrog and Dolph (I know it sounds too basic but because I'm still holding up from developing too much in further to wait for SEASON 2 HOPEFULLY)

Self-indulgent dymanic: - As the name implied - this is only purely for me, having fun and doing shits with Casper and Rayman if theoretically they could be a couple and how it would affect. Casper is now OPENLY flirty with most people, same hook ups or one nighters (he's quite a freaky man..) and eventually...yeah it leads to on Rayman with Casper's flirty remarks. I just like to think just imagine Rayman at the bar, drinking some wine or something because he just needs a moment of peace in his own life from being constantly on live shows, the face of Eden, etc. and then random ass hybrid fox man comes in and say "Oh-ho Face of Eden's here ay? Well, y'know you lookin' quite extra spicy" with smirk, raising his eyebrows up and down. Rayman doesn't like Casper much, not because he's a hybrid since Rayman still cares of hybrids and kids despite been ignorant of what Eden did to them. Rayman just dislikes of Casper's constant flirty comments and annoyances, they did eventually become friends (they don't know how either) but they did. They didn't spend a lot of time together because Rayman is always on the clock with Eden's stuffs but whenever THEY DO hang out, like a long distant friend just came by in the town, both realizing they both have this ITCH of feeling...like wanting MORE of this every day, just spending with each other - ending up crushing on each other while both denying in any way. With Casper denying it is similar to "canon" dymanic, he can ACT romantically and all flirty with others, he used with hook ups and all but in ACTUALLY catching feelings feels completely different realm to him and bit uncertain because of fear of being just used as nothing as just "one time off" (his trauma wooo). While Rayman denying is more or less the same, Rayman isn't typically consider a man who goes on all the dates or in any committed relationships, maaybe once or twice but it always fall flat on the s.o wanting just be known as the "Rayman's Significant Other". They did ENDED UP confessing each other and doing their baby steps in relationship that felt...wrong but they try to ignore and while also healing themselves up with things they either struggled or with Casper's case - traumatized of which he learned to move over time, maybe never fully but no longer held back by it. I know this was VERY fucking long, I didn't even expected it to be THAT long, I'm sorry 😭

anyway, have some concept doodle of Casper's family, not really anything much. I just wanted to experimented

annnd Casper's doodle page cuz i love him dearly like my son...

[creamyavocadosoup]

𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝

a/n: HI AGAIN :D This has been marinating in my drafts since September of last year yall. I've been so busy with school and struggling with burnout so I've taken some time to myself :3 This is genshin men in different scenarios I've experienced. warnings: fluff! mentions of vomiting/being sick, alcohol/being drunk. characters might be slightly ooc? tried my best to fit them into the scenario and keep their personalities characters: Kaeya, Thoma, Xiao, Kazuha, Ayato, Albedo, Diluc, Zhongli, Heizou, Cyno x f!reader (all separately!)

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

Kaeya

(slow dancing in the living room)

Huffing in frustration, I turn around to walk back to the Cavalry Captain's humble abode after realizing I had indeed left my pouch, which contained the only sum of Mora to my name.

Nearing the front door, the soft hum of Kaeya's voice could barely be heard from the outside and it made you smile. He was so adorable. Although he would vehemently deny it if you said it out loud, claiming he was instead gorgeous or charming - which was very much true - but he truly had his moments where all you could describe the man as adorable.

Knocking on the door, the humming stopped as his door was promptly opened shortly after. He smirked but before he could say anything, I beat him to it.

"Sorry! I left my pouch here and y'know I kinda need it." I gave him a small smile before pushing past the blue-haired man and into the home you've spent much time in.

He wordlessly walks off through one of the arches and returns, the familiar brown pouch in his hand. Sighing in relief, I thanked him, kissing him on the cheek and turned to leave once again but his hand on my wrist held me in place as he softly tugged me towards him.

There was a cheeky yet soft smile on his lips as he guided my hands to his shoulders. I was confused, wondering what was running through that head of his. "Stay for a moment." He almost whispers, resting his cheek on the crown of my hair as his hands settle on my waist.

"Kaeya, it's getting late." I murmur, the sky bleeding a vibrant orange when you had gone outside only reminding you of the darkness that was soon to come. He hums, instead continuing the song he was singing earlier and starts softly swaying you both side to side.

Knowing how stubborn he can be, I give in to the mans silent request and move to interlock my hands behind his neck. Basking in the moment of quiet, his voice was soothing and I recognized it to be one of the songs he would often sing when I had trouble sleeping. He didn’t sing much so it was surprising to hear him do so out of the blue.

The world seemed as if it stilled, only Kaeya and I moving and swaying under the watchful eye of the moon. It was peaceful, something we have had more of ever since this relationship of ours had blossomed.

However our little bubble was broken when we heard the loud creaking of the door behind us opening. I turned to see the familiar red-haired man standing in the doorway, staring at both of us with a light dusting of pink on his cheeks at obviously disturbing an intimate moment.

Kaeya, however, quickly recovered and plastered one of his usual cheeky smiles before greeting his brother. After exchanging conversation, Diluc hands him something and proceeds to shoo him away. The pyro brother only rolled his eyes before walking away, the small smile on his face not amiss. Turning back to me, Kaeya smiles, “Where were we?”

Thoma

(first valentines day)

Waving goodbye to my coworkers, I heave out a breath of relief at successfully running the booth during the entire festival. It had been extremely stressful especially being the last day and all I wanted to do was curl up underneath blankets and sleep until all the soreness disappeared.

But before I could think much about it, my feet bounded to a familiar estate. The beautiful cherry blossoms and serene surroundings signifying the comforting place you had come to know as your second home. 

It didn’t take much searching to find the person I was looking for, the familiar tufts of blonde and striking contrast of red filled me with a sense of comfort as I wrapped my arms around him. Being a pyro user sure has its perks as Thoma’s body heat had effectively shielded me from the biting cold of the approaching Inazuman night breeze. 

“[Name]!” the retainer turned to face me, quickly scooping me into a proper hug and burying his face to my neck as he always does. After being wrapped in the embrace, Thoma pulls away with a childish, giddy grin and his green eyes sparkling excitedly. I raised my brow at his sudden mood shift and fear started creeping into my thoughts, afraid that he might have pulled another prank.

Thoma held onto my arms, squeezing it to distract me from my thoughts, “So, I know we haven’t spent Valentines day today,” he starts. My eyes widen as I remember the day today, panicking that I didn’t buy him anything since I was completely overwhelmed of festival duties. 

He rubbed my arms softly, a little action he did whenever he wanted to signify that it was okay, “Both of us have been extremely busy with duties so I understand, especially you running a booth for the festival. But,” he pauses, softly tugging me along with him to the inside of the estate. The Kamisatos were nowhere to be seen, only the guards being the other people around, presumably out at the city and overseeing commission affairs. 

We arrived at the kitchen, his taller frame walking faster than I was making me have to quicken my steps. Thoma mimicked a puppy hearing about treats as he opened one of the cabinets animatedly. 

Suddenly all I could see was a flurry of colors. Pastels of pink, yellow, and orange flowers were wrapped in a simple white paper forming a beautiful bouquet. In his other hand, he held a heart shaped red box tied with a lovely satin white ribbon.

I was shocked, not expecting him to actually buy me anything, “Thoma...” I trailed off, never really good at explaining what I feel. He had accidentally been dropping hints of getting me a gift for the occasion before vehemently denying that he was, saying that he “was busy anyway and wouldn’t really have time.” But here he was, gifts in hand, and it feels like my heart is about to jump out of my chest and my stomach to pour acid with how warm it felt. 

He smiled brightly, his emerald eyes disappearing and corner of his eyes crinkling, “Surprise!” He looked akin to a puppy and I pulled him in for one of the tightest hugs I had ever given him. He was startled with the action but quickly returned it with equal enthusiasm.

“Thank you, Thoma.” I blabbed, repeating the phrase over and over as tears threatened to ruin his clothes with how much of them fell. Maybe it was the exhaustion or the fact that I had felt overwhelmed at the sweet gesture but it had me a complete mess, thanking and praising the stars for allowing me to be fated to meet such a person.

He pulled away, alarmed at the tears but I reassured him that it wasn’t sad tears. Soon my tears stopped flowing and I took heaving breaths to calm down, Thoma continuously soothingly patting my back. Only then did I realize how shaky my hands had gotten and the soreness in my belly.

“Can we go get some food? I don’t think I’ve eaten anything at all since this morning.” Patting my belly, a sheepish smile was on my lips as my stomach decided to sound out its demand for food at that very moment. 

Thoma pursed his lips, his eyes reflected panic in them once again, “What?! You should be taking care of yourself better-” he started ranting worriedly, gathering the gifts and his things as he dragged me behind him, towards the cluster of food stalls and establishments at the city center.

Settling in at Kiminami Restaurant, not much words were spoken as I scarfed down as much as I could. He reassured me that I could buy whatever I wanted and not to worry about prices.

Thoma often glanced at you during the course of your meal, making sure that you had eaten well, taking a few bites out of the food he ordered during so. He was satisfied to know that you were eating to your heart’s content and he absolutely melted at the sight of you enjoying yourself, his thoughts eventually floating off and different scenarios ran in his mind.

After the both of us polished off our plates, Thoma offered to accompany me to my journey back to my house after expressing the urge to collapse into a blissful sleep. 

The sky bled into a beautiful purple and pink as the sun set into the horizon, the trees swaying softly in the wind and allowing the pink petals to fall around you. Arriving to the quiet neighborhood, my mothers unmistakable mop of auburn hair shone under the golden rays as she worked tirelessly over her garden. 

It almost had me stilling in my place as the realization washed over me. ‘My mother has never met Thoma before!’ My heart pounded at the thought, anticipating what her reaction would be. My mother was a nice person, intimidating to some, but she would never intentionally insult you to your face. But that fact still didn't stop the pounding of my heart or my clammy palms.

With flowers and box in hand, Thoma and I stop in front of my fence, his face also scrunched in nervousness with beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead. My mother stood upon realizing we were there, greeting us with her usual friendly smile but the glint of curiosity in her eyes were something I picked up on well.

Exchanging our greetings, I turn to introduce the fidgeting retainer beside me, "Mom, this is Thoma. He currently works under the Kamisato siblings."

My mothers lips quirk up, knowing who he is as I've told her about him countless times. Thoma stutters out his greeting, his cheeks and ears a deep red as he shakes my mothers hand.

"Thoma, it's so nice to finally meet you. [Name] over here has mentioned you a couple times." She smiles warmly, remembering fondly of days she would catch me smiling to myself. "I trust you've been taking care of them well?" She spoke, her voice light but you knew her all too well. She was doing that once over that she did to all my suitors, silently scouring their stature. She knew very well who Thoma was - most trusted retainer of the famous Kamisato clan - but it didn't make her any less wary. A parental thing it must be.

Thoma smiled softly, turning to look at me, "Only the best." He spoke only loud enough for the three of us to hear and it had me blushing wildly, me smacking the blonde man for it.

He laughed before we bid our goodbyes and parted ways. My mother admired the flowers, sending me a teasing glance, as she hurriedly placed them in a vase. I finally curled under the sheets after cleaning up, letting my body float into blissful slumber.

Xiao

(catching the flu)

Tossing and turning in my bed seemed like the only thing I had done in the past couple of hours. The pounding in my head and the numerous sore joints stopped me from any sort of duties the past couple of days, my sickness metaphorically chaining me to my bed.

Smiley had thankfully come to visit this morning, wondering where I had gone since I hadn't come into work yesterday leaving Verr to ask him to check up on me. By the sea of scrunched up tissues and the half dead me laying on my bed, he was quick to deduce that I had gotten sick.

My fever had gotten me extremely loopy, I could barely register his words as he spoke to me, "Be back... Will go get soup... medicine at Bubu Pharmacy." He smiled softly, cleaning up the tissues and tucking me properly into my bed, before leaving my home.

How long had it been since then? By the orange light slipping through the room, it had been long enough for the sun to start setting.

My body felt like it was on fire but it also shivered as if I laid in a blanket of snow. My fever had me going in and out of consciousness as I stared at the ceiling, wishing that this hell would end sometime soon.

I was so out of it I didn't notice the wisps of black and teal that I had grown to love seeing. Xiao stood by my bed, his posture stiff as he leaned over to give me a once over.

His beautiful amber eyes came into view, only then realizing that he was here. It made me feel a tiny bit better, but also confused as to why he would be here.

"Xiao? I croaked, my voice coming out crackly and dry, having not had any water practically since last night.

His expression sharpened, but not a hint of malice nor hatred was present, "Do not speak, [Name]. Conserve your energy." He spoke, demandingly. His hands carefully brushed away wisps of my hair, smoothing it down and ending up feeling like he was petting my head.

In my weakened state, it brought huge comfort to me, unknowingly leaning into his touch and eyes closing at the feeling. Xiao pursed his lips, a light dusting of red adorning his cheeks at how adorable you were being. But he didn't lose focus on the task at hand.

The grip on the bag he was holding loosened as he remembered the reason he was here. Rummaging through, he pulled out the bottles of medicine and the carefully packaged soup Smiley asked him to bring, placing both on top one of your dressers.

It was unlike of the adeptus to have cared for a mortal this deeply and go out of his way to do things for but upon learning from the Inn's chef of your whereabouts, worry settled in his stomach like a parasite and he found it extremely difficult to think about anything else but you.

"I brought soup from Smiley. You should eat it before it gets cold." He spoke softly, not wanting to disturb the blissful expression on your face. I only managed to nod to his statement, silently reassuring him I would do as he says.

He sighs, "I have to go," He reached over and smoothed down my hair causing a hum from me, "But I will return by morning for your next round of medicine. Rest well, [Name]."

The adeptus was certainly worried, judging by the tightening in his stomach and curled fists, but the night indicated his duties that would surely not be taking a break for him. I smiled as I opened my eyes, greeted by the beautiful pools of amber that were Xiao's eyes, and circled both arms to pull him into a short hug.

"Stay safe." I murmured into his neck. He hesitantly returned the hug, tentatively placing his hands on my back but it was gone sooner than it was there.

No other words were spoken as he disappeared in a cloud of black and teal, but I didn't miss the further reddening of his cheeks before he turned from me even under only the light of the moon.

Kazuha

(experiencing motion sickness)

Aboarding the Crux, you safely fastened the backpack over your shoulder as you felt the wobble of the floor beneath you. This would be my first time ever riding a boat and sailing across the seas. My palms slightly sweat at the prospect of the journey ahead but knowing I would get to explore Teyvat overwhelmed my fear. Having lived a comfortable life in Liyue selling pastries, it had shocked my folks to know that I wanted to leave but they understood.

Kazuha, whom had convinced me to come with him, walked behind me, a small encouraging smile on his lips. The samurai once wandered into my shop a year ago when he had just escaped Inazuma. You remembered it so clearly, a man with a mop of white on his head, looking at the display of treats in wide-eyed wonder then proceeding to buy the ones he deemed looked the most delicious. In-between traversing the lands and sailing the seas, whenever he would visit Liyue, he always swung by, sometimes only coming by for idle chat as I finished closing up for the day.

"Ready for your first trip?" Beidou approached me, a cheeky smile on her lips as she nudged me.

Beidou had been kind enough to allow me to board the ship so I was extremely grateful for that. I guess it also helped that she knew who my parents were, and my parents trusted her a lot so it eased their worries of me being in too much danger while away.

Soon the Alcor had set off on its journey, the waves rocking the boat slightly but it wasn't too bad. Busying myself with anything and everything, I walked back and forth on the deck, helping wherever I could.

The strong rocking of the boat willed me out the current task at hand as I steadied on the closest wall, willing my vision to stop spinning. But the rocking didn't stop, and it only worsened my dizziness paired with the food earlier attempting to force its way back up. The sensation had me frantic, my garbled senses only telling me one thing.

Kazuha, Kazuha, Kazuha....

It was a miracle I was still able to walk, despite me nearly falling to my knees every time I took a step, but I managed to find him descending from the ship's crow's nest, and all but managed to grip onto his clothing before I could fall flat on the wooden boards.

"Woah! Are you alright, [name]?" He held my arms, keeping me upright, his worried eyes scanning over me for any injuries. My skin felt clammy and shivers ran down my spine as I willed all my strength into not heaving in front of him.

I only shook my head, afraid of what would happen if I spoke, and thankfully he understood. Whisking me away to his cabin, he led me to sit on his bed and quickly took a seat beside me. It was funny seeing him become so unsure of what to do as his hands only hovered around me. I would have certainly laughed if I wasn't absolutely mortified at him seeing me like this, getting easily wrecked by seasickness.

He didn't have to be unsure any longer as I hurriedly made the decision for him, resting my cheek on his shoulder and hiding in the crook of his neck. The position allowed his scent of maple leaves and the sea waft and overtake my senses, allowing me to focus on that instead of the incessant rocking. My grip on his hand never loosened, feeling like it was the finishing red ribbon allowing me to stay in one piece.

Kazuha allowed me to stay until the feeling passed, only whispering soft praises and encouragement into my ears. The words had me dizzy but in a different way, my body going completely relaxed against his. Despite the passing of the rough waves minutes ago, none of us seemed to want to let go so we indulged ourselves for a moment more.

Ayato

(whispered confessions)

It wasn't often that Ayato would get a day off so whenever it did happen, the both of you maximized it as much as possible. Here you both were, sprawled on a patterned blanket on soft grass, staring up into the vast expanse of night just enjoying each others company. He laid his head on your lap as you brushed your fingers through his hair, the actions making Ayato turn lax at the relaxing sensations.

"Is it silly to say that I've imagined us on our own lawn, doing this exact same thing?" I murmur. Despite being together for nearly a year, we had not broached the topic of our future. It was quite difficult considering his schedule. And with how busy he often was, it felt like there might have been added pressure, so you both opted to live in the moment and just enjoyed the relationship for what it was.

But the bubbling love I felt for him, I couldn't help but let my thoughts wander away. Different scenarios would run through my mind whenever I find the time to relax and the prospect always left me grinning like a fool and heart beating out of my chest, extremely giddy at the thought.

The breath caught in my throat as I peered down to view his expression. His eyes had lazily fluttered open, and a soft smile plastered on his lips. He was absolutely glowing under the moonlight, his eyes twinkling in love and adoration and the light blush on his cheeks a sight you were not used to but was certainly not unwelcome, "It's not silly at all, darling."

"In fact," he hummed, nudging closer to your body just soaking in your body heat and the smell of you that he came to find comfort in, "I've also imagined such scenarios."

My eyes grew wide as I stared into his face, his expression teasing based on the mirthful smile and almost teasing lilt in his tone, but he was absolutely not joking. Knowing Ayato, he showed a more loose side of him, jesting and joking with you but his words had always been truthful behind it all.

"Really?" I nearly squeaked out, feeling my own face heat up at the revelation. My hands had stopped working through his hair when my brain shirt-circuited and he took the opportunity to sit upright beside me.

He chuckles and nods, placing a tender kiss on my cheek. "I've imagined us bumping hips whenever we cook together," his finger ghosted over my cheek, "Or seeing your face first when I wake up in the morning. Even something as simple as cuddling with you on the couch. I want it all as long as it's with you."

The more he spoke, the more my own heart burst with joy and my tears further blurred my vision. I could feel the wide grin on my face as my cheeks started to burn from it but I didn't care. I didn't care because we both saw each other in our futures. And I couldn't have been happier.

Albedo

(study buddies)

The words started to blur together as the drowsiness started to overtake my senses. The only reason I even fought to stay awake was my boyfriends voice who continued to drone on about the topic, pointing to different parts of the paper.

Curse him. His voice was too relaxing for me to not fall asleep but I did ask him if he could help me with the research I was currently doing. So it would have been extremely rude if I slipped into wonderland but I couldn't help it! He was just extremely comfy and smelt amazing.

"Are you listening?" his voice pulled me out of my reverie as I quickly opened my eyes, not realizing I had slowly started drifting off. There was a small frown on his face, his eyes peering intently into mine before scanning my expression.

Clearing my throat, I try my best to send him a smile despite how heavy my face felt, "Yes, yes. I'm listening." I slowly nod, gesturing him to continue talking but he only stared at me.

"There is no use fighting the drowsiness. It would be most efficient if you took a nap before we continue." he pointed out, and the words barely understood in your muddled brain but only one word stuck out. Nap.

Mumbling out a reply, you move to position your head on his lap, not wanting to leave the comfort he brought. Albedo wasn't expecting you to have the nap on his lap but he made no moves to disturb you nor turn you away.

The alchemist only stared wide-eyed as you made yourself comfortable, the squish of your cheek being accentuated as you lay it on his thigh. It didn't take long for your breaths to even out as Albedo tried his best to calm his rattling heart, a small smile taking its place on his face as his fingers carefully swept away the wisps of hair covering your face.

And he dared not move from his place, afraid that a single movement would wake you up and disturb you of your peace. He didn't have the heart to do that, you looked far too beautiful and he wanted to soak in this moment and allow himself to stare at you shamelessly, for once not caring about the papers strewn about the desk. He was confused at the emotions coursing through him, and he will sit and stare at you until he could understand what exactly it was he was feeling.

Diluc

(first time he receives flowers)

The market was surprisingly calmer today than it usually was, only a few people walking around buying their groceries or chatting with the shopkeepers. I took full advantage of the emptiness and took my time choosing the products I needed. I didn't really need to buy a lot, my pantry still quite full but I had a few bits and pieces that I needed to pick up for meals I was planning.

Successfully carrying the bag on one arm, the scent of fresh flowers catch my attention as I pass by Flora's booth. She had a few beautiful bouquets set up, a thought popping up into my head immediately.

Checking my purse, there was thankfully enough to buy one and I happily thanked her after complimenting the selection she had. Bouquet in hand, I decided to make a detour and made my way towards the ever familiar mansion.

The walk gave me time to think about what expression he would wear once he sees the flowers, which only made me more giddy. He always bought me flowers, and I had always wanted to return the favor, noting that I have never once seen that man receive a bouquet, even from his line of fanatical women.

The lush green and fragrant smell of grapes soon hit my senses as I walk right up to the front door. Knowing that he was most likely to be stuck in his office at this hour, signing stacks of papers as he always was, I push aside the large doors at the entrance of the manor.

Adelinde greeted me at the door, pausing in dusting the various trinkets as we exchanged warm greetings, "Master Diluc is currently in his study if you so wish to visit him." she bowed, dutifully taking the bag from my arm despite my protests.

After thanking her, I slowly made my way up the steps, quickly arriving in front of the familiar door. Knocking on the solid wood, you heard his voice gesturing the guest to enter. The familiar scent hit you the second you opened the heavy door, the sight of vermillion hair the first thing you see when you enter.

"I got something for you.." I sang, hiding the flowers behind me, my face splitting into a grin as I sauntered towards his desk. My feet couldn't stay still as I stood in front of his desk, constantly shuffling and bouncing.

He spared me a quick glance, finishing the piece of parchment he was currently reading, "Hm, and what might that be, my love?" You couldn't see his face, covered by his bangs, but you could hear the amusement in his voice, only the soft scratching of the quill on the paper the other sound in the room as he focused on whatever was on the paper.

The grin never faltered as I held the flowers in front of me, "For you, kind sir." I spoke, attempting to sound prim and proper, even slightly bowing to emphasize. He raised his gaze to the flowers, promptly stopping his writing, his eyes widening and his cheeks sporting a deep red as a quiet gasp escapes his lips.

"What - That's for me?" he stuttered, the smile creeping up on his lips only contained by him softly biting down on it. Promptly standing from his seat, he took the bundle of Cecilias, Sweet Flowers, and Small Lamp Grasses from my grasp as he continued to stare at it in wonder. He was speechless, not knowing how to react to such advances. And from you, nonetheless, which made his cheeks burn brighter.

I smiled, my heart warming at such an adorable sight of the usually stoic man so flustered. He thumbed through the flowers' petals, occasionally pausing to breathe in the scent and I could see the tiny smile he held.

He walked around his table, setting the bundle on his table, and scooped me into a hug. His hands gripped onto my shirt as he wrapped his arms around me, hiding his face in the crook of my neck. Returning the gesture, he murmured against my neck, "Thank you, my love."

I rubbed his back and softly thread my fingers through his hair, Diluc softly sighing in content, "Love you so much, 'luc." I hummed, slightly muffled as you place kisses on the crown of his head.

He only responded by burying his face closer to your neck and incomprehensible mumbles only he could hear. But you knew what he said, judging by the warming cheeks on your shoulder, or the tightening of his arms around your waist.

He loves me too.

A content smile settled on both our faces as we stayed in our embrace for a moment longer.

Zhongli

(relaxing musical evenings)

The usual hustle and bustle of Liyue Harbor was something that I had gotten used to the longer I lived in the city. It had become the background music of my day-to-day, the fast-paced lifestyle keeping me busy and on my feet most of the day.

Zhongli was extremely grateful as you both had a day off the same day, whisking the day away wrapped in each others company. The apartment certainly too tiny as I watched my lover walk around, his tall stature almost taking up all the space in each room he was in but it was comforting. You had gotten used to the sight and the place seemed very empty whenever he wasn't around.

With the main itinerary of relaxation, both of you were dressed in the same sleeping clothes as last night as you both sat on your balcony. The warm scent of tea, and soft strums of your guitar floated around the space and you couldn't have asked a better way to spend your free time.

Zhongli brought the cup to his lips once in a while, taking a sip of the tea but his attention had never strayed away from you. The guitar was settled comfortably on your lap, back slightly hunched, hair in disarray, and eyes glancing at the frets once in a while. You were in your own bubble and the domesticity of it all allowed for a profound sense of contentment to settle in his chest. It was warm, the freshly made tea paling in comparison, and it was a feeling Zhongli welcomed with open arms whenever he was around you.

Your beautiful voice wrapped around him, like one of the comfiest blankets, and it was a sound he soon grew addicted especially if you were dedicating it to him and him only.

The Archon remembered the first time it happened. It was when he had only recently started staying at your place, calling him into one of your spare rooms, the space filled with various art supplies and other instruments, and patted for him to sit beside you.

You had asked him to listen to the new song you were writing and he was extremely elated, remembering that this was the first time you had ever let him hear any of your songs. He had never heard you sing beforehand, only soft humming underneath your breath while doing chores or the muffled notes he would sometimes hear behind the closed door of your studio.

Both of you were nestled into one of the room's corners surrounded by plush pillows and blankets. The words had easily spilled from your lips, sounding as sweet as honey and as mesmerizing as the prettiest sunset and, oh dear, Zhongli was in trouble. For he was enchanted, enraptured, and absolutely hooked to the sound of your voice. The melody had managed to wrap itself around every fiber of his being, intertwining with his love for you and strengthening the bond. He had fallen in love with you a little deeper in that moment and he was absolutely fine with it.

Ever since that day, he was lucky enough to have been allowed the privilege of being your audience and he knew he will always crave your soft melodies in every place he goes to.

Heizou

(watching a performance together)

After countless hours of getting ready, my outfit having been steamed and ironed to perfection. Not a single detail was amiss, from my hair to my makeup, to my choice of shoes. It had all been through multiple choices and changes and constant mismatching to pair the perfect skirt and blouse.

Tonight, you had been invited to be part of a gathering as Heizou's plus one. This event has said to have some high profile and important guests which explains the extreme effort into getting ready. After all, wouldn't want to stick out like a sore thumb, no?

Smoothing out my outfit, I shake myself out of the anxious stupor I had gotten myself into and force myself to leave the house before I overthinked my way into an excuse to not go.

Heizou had planned for us to meet at the place, saying he had an important case he needed to finish up beforehand. Honestly, it had been quite a blessing in disguise because he truly did not need to see the process of me choosing an outfit and it's quite interesting to imagine what the detective's reaction would be.

Arriving at Komore Teahouse, the building had been decorated to be more cozy. Glittering lights and vibrant greenery brightened the atmosphere and eased my thumping heart. Thoma greeted me at the entrance, gently guiding me further into the teahouse where the rest of guests were.

"Please help yourself to anything you'd like! Heizou said he'd be arriving soon." The retainer smiled, leaving in a hurry after hearing the beckoning calls of Lord Kamisato.

And sure enough, not soon after that conversation, Heizou had walked in and quietly conversing with Kujou Sara. Although as if some sort of magnet had been placed with you two, his eyes immediately caught yours and the smile that lit up his face sent the warm, tickling feeling in your chest kick into overdrive.

Politely excusing himself from the general, he made his way over to me with his sparkling green eyes never once breaking eye contact with mine. "[Name]," he breathed out, "you look absolutely gorgeous."

I rolled my eyes but the smile tugging on my lips hid little of my true feelings, "You're saying that as if you haven't seen me wear these clothes before." Chuckling, both his hands gently pull me in by the waist, placing a quick peck on my cheek.

"You may be correct about that but somehow you become more beautiful with each passing day," He smirked, "Truly a mystery, wouldn't you say?" He tapped his chin, feigning contemplation and I swat him playfully.

"Oh hush." He only laughs, instead choosing to pull me in for a short kiss that had a warmth creeping up on my face, careful not to show too much PDA considering we were in a public place with important figures nonetheless.

Thoma stood on-stage, clearing his throat, "Good evening everyone! It is truly an honor that you all have been able to attend this gathering-"

Heizou and I took a seat towards the back of the room, his arm wrapped around my waist, as multiple took the spot on stage for their speeches. Snug and secure, he would often say whenever he had his arms around me.

Soon the night dwindled into light conversations and melodic tunes courtesy to the back-to-back performances. The warm lights strung along the place did plenty to highlight your beautiful features, Heizou thought. And he simply couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight.

His eyes boring into the side of your head definitely didn't go unnoticed and as my gaze flickered to his, he was staring at me with a soft fondness set into his features. That fact absolutely had your heart beating wildly out of your chest as you couldn't stop the giddy smile from spreading on your lips.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I giggled, a soft smile spreading onto his own lips.

"What? I can't simply admire my beautiful girlfriend?" His smile morphed into a cheeky grin as he lightly pinched my cheeks together. The night ended in fits of laughter and memories kept forever, soft touches and truthful words only to be shared amongst the both of us.

Cyno

(a fun night out)

It felt as if my body was floating. The alcohol coursing through my veins felt like molten lava and felt so warm. Weightless yet warm? Sounds like a fart. You giggled at your own thoughts, the drinks you had allowing your brain to ultimately turn to mush and turn you into your giggly, over-happy self whenever you had consumed one too many mugs.

Spending Friday night with a round of drinks with coworkers after a long, extremely tiring, yet fruitful week. Piles and piles of research finally paying off as results start flowing in and I couldn't help inviting them all out to Lambad's tavern for a much deserved celebration.

Chugging down the rest of my drink, I wiped away the moisture on my lips before tapping the person beside me, "Do you know Cyno? He's so silly and adorable especially when he starts telling his jokes." The words were slurred with hiccups interrupting in between some but the grin on my face was undeniable.

It was odd, your coworkers thought, how you had the General Mahamatra of all people seemingly wrapped around your finger. They sometimes witnessed the public displays of affection that he allowed both of you to indulge in whenever he would come visit you at the Akademiya, but it still left them sorely confused every time.

You had been rambling about your boyfriend for the past 5 minutes and thankfully the time he would be coming to pick you up was getting closer and closer. The other researchers silently cursed your lack of alcohol tolerance as they feared of what slipped from your inebriated mind would come bite them back in the ass in the form of the General.

"Alright that's enough drinks for you, [Name]." One of them spoke but the world had been spinning too much for you to make out who it was nor care either way. The alcohol had soon made me feel sleepy, resting my head on the shoulder beside my head as I slowly drifted off to sleep.

The person however didn't let me as they flicked my forehead soft enough to jolt me back awake, "Don't fall asleep, idiot. Cyno's here." The voice laughed and I barely recognize it to be Afratu. Sitting up, the familiar head of white hair and crimson eye stared back at me as I quickly stood to greet him.

That turned out to not be a good idea as I lost footing, almost faceplanting into the floor before the familiar pair of arms wrapped around me. "Careful." His smooth and comforting voice spoke softly into my ear as I giggled uncontrollably, probably sounding like a witch much to Cyno's amusement.

Once my glee died down, I wrapped my arms around his neck as he greeted my friends, asking each how their research had been going, "Cyno, Cyno, Cynooo.." I murmured, poking his cheek each time.

"Yes, baby?" his gaze connected with mine, taking in the soft pout of my lips and half-lidded eyes. One of his arms stayed wrapped around my waist, his thumb rubbing comforting shapes. His warmth still seeped through, despite the layers of fabric I wore, but I welcomed it wholeheartedly, dearly missing it throughout the business of the week.

Resting my cheek on his shoulder, I spoke, "Wan' go home. Sleepy and cuddles soun' nice." Despite how long you had been together, he would never get used to how casually you would speak your affections for him based on the light dusting of red on his cheeks. His grip on you only tightened as he bid his goodbyes to the whole table, choosing to carry you bridal style back home knowing it would take both of you longer if he let you walk.

Arriving to your - well now both of yours - home, he made quick work of having you both ready for bed, seeing as you had almost fallen asleep multiple times on the way there. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Cyno moved to grab clothes from your closet but was stopped when your hands grabbed his face.

Peppering kisses all over his face was the one thing he wasn't expecting when he bent down to entertain your antics. You were already affectionate but it seems as being inebriated brought that trait out stronger. Placing a tender kiss on his lips, he eagerly reciprocated the gesture.

"Love you, Cyno." I whispered, the warmth of my breath ghosting over his lips. He smiled, pulling you in for another short kiss.

"I love you too, [Name]." Moving away, he continued his task before tucking you both into bed.

And there you spent the rest of the night, cuddled underneath sheets, soft and sincere words continuously spilling from your lips as you practically wore your heart on your sleeve. Cyno had never felt such peace, he knew that despite you being intoxicated these were true. Maybe it was your beautiful smile or your steady heartbeat against his ear, but the General Mahamatra always knew when someone was lying. And he relished in the fact that he detected no such thing from you, letting a content smile rest on his lips as you slowly slipped into slumber.

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a/n: holy shit, i finally finished it. this has been rotting away in my drafts for so long and after months of working on it on and off, its finally out into the wilderness. anyways i hope you enjoy this lots!! if you do, interacting with my work lets me know you do!

[dvskf4llz]

Hellooo!! I've just recently seen your works and I absolutely LOVED the way you write!!!

Could I perhaps request a rendog x gn!reader (first pov would be okay w me :D) where the reader has a hard time opening up to people so they really struggle with giving their honest feelings about stuff

The hermit would be constantly asking them favors n all and they just get reaaaaallyyy overwhelmed with all of it, Ren notices this and immediately confronts the hermits about it with the reader. The hermits then lower the amount of favors they ask of the reader

And in the end Ren is proud of the reader and ends the day with giving them cuddles and kisses!!

(I'd like to be ☁️ anon if you don't mind)

Remember, always take care of yourself!!! Your not obligated to write stuff and get it out as fast as you can if you're not doing well!! Health comes first <3

Ofc!!! I'll be calling you cloudy from now on!!!

I'm proud of you.

𝓡𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓰 𝔁 𝓖𝓝!𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭ader

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Summary: In where the Reader struggles to struggles to speak up for themselves, their lover - Ren notices and decides to help them out

Type: Fluffy, romantic oneshot. 2nd POV

Warnings ⚠: nothing rlly just fluffy stuff ^_^

Proofread: nerp

my god I need to get a better posting schedule 😭😭 I deprive yall of posts way too much 😥

I made this during when I was half asleep so ignore how short it is and some mistakes

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You had problems with standing up for yourself and being honest with people since you were just a child, you tried your best to overcome it, but it was no use.

Ever since you joined Hermitcraft and becoming close with the Hermits, they would ask you favors constantly, you always had a hard time saying no. You would always do their favors, even if it would end up putting you in danger from time to time, you really couldn't say no.

For a whole week, you were doing favors for different Hermits with no break at all. You didn't have time to fix up your base a little and organize it, you wanted to add some stuff to your base but you barely had any time.

At the end of the week, you had came back home, tired as ever. You were absolutely just ready to pass out right then and there, of course you didn't though because you'd rather not fall on the floor. As you walked inside while closing the door behind you, Ren would be watching you stumbling across the room. He was very concerned for you, wondering why you seemed so tired as you flopped onto the couch.

Ren would step away from where he was originally standing and heads over to where you were, his figure looming your limp figure. You were awake, just too tired to move. Ren would stare at you for a few seconds before speaking up

"What's gotten you so tired?" Ren asked curiously

"Constant favors from the Hermits." You replied back with a muffled voice, your face having buried in one of the couch's pillows. You were too tired to even turn around to speak to Ren currently, you'd just have to hope he heard you. Ren stared at you for a few more moments worriedly before lifting you up in his arms

"You're going to hurt your back y'know." Ren said as he carried you to your guys' shared room, seemingly having no struggle to carry you

"I know, that's why you're here to carry me." You responded back teasingly, weakly chuckling as you cuddled up into Ren's arms. Ren would sign and roll his eyes playfully before opening the door to the bedroom, walking in and setting you down on the bed.

He then headed over to the closet and grabbed the most comfiest pajamas you owned and handed it for you to change in, since he was respectful he turned around as you changed. If you thought it was fine, he still refused to look at you. He respected you too much. When you were done, he had no hesitation to lay down next to you and start giving you soo many cuddles while you fall asleep in his arms. Eventually, he ended up sleeping too while feeling proud of himself for getting you to sleep.

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Next day came around, and to no surprise Hermits asked you even more favors. You had barely any time to yourself at this point, you could absolutely just not take a break. You seriously just wanted to spend time with Ren, not looking for some dripstone. But you didn't complain, you just kept going because they were your friends. Ren on the other hand, also missed you and wanted to help you out a bit.

So when you finally got just a few minutes for a break, Ren gathered the Hermits up and "kindly" told them lower how many favors they ask you everyday (in reality he just spoke to them passive-aggressively and maybe threw in some threats, nothing too bad). The Hermits agreed and everything was okay now, so Ren headed back to where you had been and told you to get some more rest.

You were definitely confused as to why the Hermits hadn't been asking you a lot of favors after that, you did not know of anything at all. Eventually, you would find out from a certain hermit accidentally telling you what Ren did which lead you to asking him about it.

Once you do ask your lover about it, all Ren would just say is: "Oh yeah, I helped you out a bit and got the Hermits to ask less favors from you." as he cooks you guys a meal. You were thankful and extremely relieved, but it did feel a bit odd for you since you had gotten used to doing multiple favors. It was definitely gonna be a bit hard to adjust back to just relaxing, but at least Ren's there to help you.

By the time Ren finishes cooking and you two start eating, you'd finally be able to just have a nice conversation with your beloved for once. It felt quite nice to have quality time with loved ones, especially with the man you loved oh so dearly. When one of you would ramble about stuff, the other would just simply listen happily.

When the two of you were done eating, you two cleaned up everything and agreed to go straight to bed. Why? For cuddles of course! Ren's cuddles and hugs were just always the best really, they always made you safe and warm. Plus, his forehead kisses would just absolutely make you melt.

So when the two of you got in bed, Ren did not hesitate to pull you close and start cuddling you. He'd be peppering your face with kisses, he just missed you so much. You had to gently push him away to stop him before you practically turn into a puddle, Ren would just laugh about it for a while before continuing to cuddle you in silence.

At some point, Ren would break the silence as he had something to say to you

"You know, I don't say this often but.. I'm really proud of you, sweetie. You've dove a great job." Ren whispered to you, giving your cheek a kiss before laying his chin ontop of your head. You had paused for a moment, a sense of warmness and comfort came to you as you heard the words 'I'm really proud of you'. You were certainly not used to having people say those kinds of stuff, it almost made you cry a bit(ignore this part if you don't cry when it comes to moments like these.). Ren had to wipe the tears away from your eyes to prevent you from crying, now who would want their sweet love to be crying?

Ren would add in a little joke just to make you smile before you drifted off to sleep, and eventually, him falling asleep aswell. The two of you in each other's arms, sleeping peacefully with a smile on your guys' faces as you finally got the rest you really needed..

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Waowwww!!! You got to the end! Congrats! So uh- yes I disappeared for more than a week and I apologize sincerely, but I'm back now!!! It's literally like 11 pm for me and I forgot to post this yesterday so uhh yeah !!

I don't have much to say aside from the thing I always say which is...

Always take care of yourself mate!! Go eat, go sleep, go take a shower and be yourself! Love you guys sm /p

Have a good day/evening!

[mythical-song-wolf]

Wish Rewrite: The Somewhat Organized Version

Characters

Simon

Terrible insomnia that leaves him perpetually sleep deprived

Doesn't dream big

Deeply cares for the people around him

Thus, he wishes for the strength to be able to protect the people he cares for

Due to his insomnia giving him an awful sleep schedule, he never bothered to ask his captain of the royal guard father to train him (the royal guard thing is inspired by @annymation who has a full-on written Wish Reimagined fic that yall should check out!)

Big Gentle Giant Vibes

Gabo

Still grumpy af but more in the "I love you so I will bully you affectionately, but I do have lines I will not cross"

Simple wish, to be able his friends, only once, that he's happy to have them and that he loves and cherishes them

Only once though because he knows they're going to be insufferable about it (not that he minds but y'know, he has a reputation lol)

A bit of a Mr. Captain Obvious, but his blunt nature makes it so that someone says what might need to be said

Safi

Parents are librarians (maybe the royal librarians?)

Due to his parents he is the most intellectual of the group, but emphasis on book smart

Is allergic to mainly dust

Has a deep fondness and love for animals, and the animals are the same with him in turn

If he were to ask for a wish, it would be a cure or medication for his allergies

But the wish in his heart is to be able to tell his parents that he doesn't want to follow in their footsteps. That, despite loving them so and being ever grateful for them for giving him this life in Rosas with so many opportunities, he just wants to be a simple farmer surrounded by animals

Because being outside with animals doesn't leave him in a building with dust collecting at every moment

Dario

Most emotionally intelligent of the group (again, shout out to AnnyMation), but struggles with school-smarts

Doesn't desire much in life because he is happy with what he has

But he does wish to be able to articulate what he wants to say better, because he knows what his friends need to hear but he doesn't know how to say it in a way that'll truly reach them at times

Hal

Extrovert-Incarnate

Bubbly, cheery, energetic, and social

The textbook definition of an extrovert

Despite that struggles to really gauge on what others are feeling if it's not on a more positive scale

Has a crush on Bazeema (taking the idea of the two of them being an item from RaisorBlade on youtube)

Her wish is something along the lines of wanting to be able to confess to her crush and that if it goes south, their friendship doesn't change because of it

Bazeema

Gay af

Introvert Supreme

Has a dozen little secret nooks around Rosas where she goes to hang out when her social battery runs low

Sometimes its in the forest and some of the animals tend to recognize her after a while of visiting a certain spot

Has a crush on Hal

Wishes she was a bit more social and confident because she wants her and her friends to be able to hang out at Kingdom events and such a lot more and she wants to be able to tell them more often what's really on her mind than back tracking because she's afraid she made things awkward or it would upset them (is this projection? possibly)

Dahlia

As people who read the Unorganized Version, I didn't really write much on Dahlia because I was struggling to think of something for her at the time of that wave on inspiration

The Ride Or Die Bestie to Asha

Interested in potions, but is not a potion maker

Love baking and cooking as a hobby, Simon helps her when making bigger batches for events or if they both just want to surprise their friends with something nice

Most well adjusted and well-rounded of the group

Does wish that she didn't have to use a crutch because it makes doing some parts of her hobbies a bit harder

Asha

Leader of her group of friends

Level-headed and serious (was once a bubbly, starry-eyed girl who wished to make people happy)

There is not much of a shine in her eyes

Sorcerer's apprentice to Magnifico

Her father died when she was 12 (concept art notes)

She became Magnifico's apprentice a year and a day after her father passed

Her mother was never the same after her father died, like a lot of the light in her eyes was gone

Magnifico and Amaya, as guilty as she is to admit it, are sort of like parents to her after her father died and her mother changed

She could always... sense that something was just wrong with people who got their wishes taken away, something that no one could see or if they did they didn't say

But she could always tell, she sees how there's this lost look in their eyes, or the energy they once had is lost, or any passion they once had for things they loved is gone (especially if its something that could've been their wish, but that's speculation on her part)

Not too fond of the wishing system as a result, but she knows better than to disagree with the King and Queen

As Magnifico's apprentice, she's gotten to observe the wishes granted a lot more closely than others outside of Queen Amaya. She has a few notes: 1. Materialist wishes are much more likely to get granted Examples: A man once wished for the head of a magnificent beast to be mounted on his wall as a sign of his many accomplishments as the greatest hunter A woman wished for purple glass slippers that never break nor hurt her feet 2. If the wish was already in progress of being granted by the person's own merit it's also "granted" Examples: as a young girl, Asha knew a talented and hardworking chef wished to own a successful restaurant that everyone from all over the world would come to. Magnifico only "granted" the wish by magically doing the complicated process of the paper work of opening said restaurant a young couple wished for kids, as their dogs just had some pups. Magnifico "granted" their wish but the truth is that they had already conceived by then

Asha's loyalty lies with her Kingdom

Magnifico

Just pure unadulterated unapologetically evil

Loves his wife dearly

Made a fake-tragic backstory about how his kingdom was ravaged by thieves as a child and destroyed and how he built Rosas so it would never happen again

It's actually a tragic backstory of someone he probably backstabbed

Has a powerful magic book in a really nice shelf, because magic gives and takes in equal measure and thus the book contains equal such knowledge

A damn good liar and actor

Dramatic mf too

So charismatic that you'd think it was magic

Hates birds

Sorcerer

Uses staff to channel and focus his magic better but can use it without it

Hoards the wishes for control and another reason

Only got an apprentice for one of two potential things 1. Someone to mold to continue his and Amaya's work 2. A living magical battery to keep him and Amaya living longer

Vain as can be

Amaya

Also pure unadulterated unapologetically evil

Loves her husband dearly

Keeps her backstory close to her chest but acts all distant and weepy when citizens ask

No actual tragic backstory, she's just like her husband, pure evil for no reason

A scarily amazing actor

Potion maker that refuses to take apprentices

Vain

Has a cat named Chaor (concept art/deleted scene, can't remember where)

The cat is also evil

Cat eats birds that harass Magnifico

Can't have children, a lie she tells the people as to why neither of them have produced an Heir

In truth, her selfish nature makes it so she doesn't want to ever bare a child and raise an infant because it would ruin her figure and rob her and her beloved of their beauty sleep

Starboy/Aster Earendel (first name is fanon, last name is would've been canon)

Adventurous, silly, fun, naive

Lives and breaths magic, literally

Can shapeshift

His parents are the two stars in the sky, with his mom being the second star to the right!

His parents' names are Ray and Evangeline

The form that saves him the most magical energy is the little plush star form

Was summoned down from a wish in Asha's heart and a wish from her late father

Can see the wish in someone's heart, even after it's gone

Can see the void in someone's heart from where their wish would be (from the "broken wish" animatic by sarah's work)

Seeing the voids makes him so sad because he's a being made of and for wishing

A bit of stardust from him gives them the same life back as to what they were before their wish was taken

Is a firm believer in that people can grant their own wishes, and rarely do humans ever need the aid of a star in granting many of their wishes

Due to his age his magic is severely limited, as a regular star in the sky he's pretty old by human standards, but as a wishing star he's around Asha's age

He can't be on Earth forever because his time there slowly drains his powers, and while he can sort of recharge at night, it's not enough to sustain him forever, it just buys him time

He can also sort of feed off of magical energy Asha gives him

Wishing stars get their power from wishes fulfilled and wishes granted

But due to the wishes of the people of Rosas being taken away, granting them doesn't restore his energy unless it's a wish they still possess, which few do

[kirarinlovesidols]

Love Interests and some discussions.

Hello y'all, good morning, noon or evening. Today i would like to finally address the elephant in the room that is: character's ages.

So i'll rip off the bandaid and be clear: i'm not changing them, they're remaining canon.

Yall are prolly thinking "But in't mc 500???? isn't that bad? why not age them up!" 

For two reasons.

1: These boys and their behavior is extremely juvenile most of the time, i don't think the first years suddenly being 2 years older should happen without significative changes in their personalities. Yes, i'm aware that 2 years is barely enough time for someone to change much specially teens(I'm turning 21 like next week and i have trouble reminding myself i'm not a minor anymore, that's how little this shit can change if at all). But due to the nature of NRC and the ppl in it these characters would undergo so many things in their lives inside these 2 years that it doesn't feel right to me to make them act the same or even worse speculate on how, for example, older Ace or Epel would act without canonical material for that.

2: Wheter people like it or not NRC is a HighSchool. Yes, yes i know that y'all are probably going "WHY IS IT CALLED COLLEGE THEN". 

*Sigh* Y'know, eve since all we had for this game was the jp website and Malleu's illustration where he's rising from his coffin and nothing else i just had the feeling english speakers would have trouble with the school's name.

You see, college can mean "school" in other countries, not necessarily university.

I know that cause i'm brazillian, we literally have the word "Colégio" which is a synonym for Escola(School). In japanese it's essentially the same and that's a mistake made by JP Disney who didn't consider this when naming NRC.

Japan has many synonyms for school and since college can mean school they didn't think too much about it despite having a very different word for university (Daigaku).

And i'm a firm believer that relationships between some immortal being and a human is always going to end up in some kind of difference and if you're gonna problematize it you're gonna end up not ever watching or reading ANYTHING anymore, specially Lillia stans.

Like? Kamisama Hajimemashita fans? cooked

Inuyasha fans? cooked!

And the list goes on.

Why would i need to feel guilty about it if i'm not writing smut.

Like this a sfw story, these characters are NOT going to fuck.

People need to stop assuming that every relationship in fanfiction is going to end up portraying sex.

The most i'll do is some passing suggestive thought or so cause these are teenage boys, everyone knows how they are and the puritan parade can go cry louder abt it but everyone knows teens, it is what it is.

But that's MY personal take on it on MY story so ofc ppl can and are free to have whatever other views about this topic, as long as we're all respectful, mature and civillized.

Anyway now that that is finally out of the way we shall talk about the love interests.

Romantic Love Interests:

Heartslabyul: 

Riddle Rosehearts

Ace Trappola

Deuce Spade

Savanaclaw:

Leona Kingscholar

Jack Howl

Ruggie Bucchi

Octavinelle:

Azul Ashengrotto

Jade Leech

Floyd Leech

Scarabia:

Kalim Al-Asim

Jamil Viper

Pomefiore:

Epel Felmier

Ignihyde: Idia Shroud

Diasomnia:

Malleus Draconia

Silver

Lilia Vanrouge

Platonic Relationships: (Characters here are to be seen in a sibling or friend light)

Cater Diamond

Trey Clover

Vil Schoenheit

Rook Hunt

Ortho Shroud

Sebek Zigvolt

Also about MC's behavior, yes it's sometimes supposed to be wavy or ooc.

Sometimes she'll do or say things you would think she wouldn't do, it'll be explained why later.

Consider this a form of foreshadowing.

My writing isn't stellar so i do advise to keep the bar y'know kinda low as this is mainly for fun despite trying my best. 

[mamabearneeds-her-dietcoke]

okay but like Sam golbach fluff just taking care of the reader the night of a party or the morning after would be such a cute fic 🫣

you're absolutely right 😈

im sorry this is kinda short

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Colby was holding a party at his apartment, and you definitely had to much to drink. You were mostly hanging around Tara, who was also drunk. "Y'know girl I love you so much." Tara says over the music. "Omg I love you too!" You feel a hand placed on your arm. You look up to see Sam. "Hey cutie." Your words are s bit slurred, but your confident smile remains on your face.

"Hi Y/n. Lets get you back to our apartment?" He smiles and softly tugs on your arm. "But I'm hanging out with Tara, i don't want to leave her." You look back to her as Jake walks up. "It's ok, I'm gonna take her home too, so you dont have to leave eachother." Jake smiles as he moves Tara towards the door.

"Oh ok." Sam takes your cup out of your hands and tosses it in the sink before walking out. You can kind of walk on your own but Sam is able to catch you when you stumble. Once you make it too his apartment, you make your way to the couch and plop down as he locks the door and sets his stuff down.

"You need to change." He says walking up to you. "Ok." You attempt to stand up but you fall back slightly. "Ugh these shoes." You toss them off and stood up this time, slowly making your way to the room. You feel Sam's arms on you and suddenly your lifted up from the ground, your arms immediately moving to his neck.

"I've got a strong boyfriend to carry me. How lucky am i?" He laughs at your statement and sets you down on the bed. "Very lucky. Here are your pajamas, do need help unzipping your dress?" He sets down a pair of shorts and a hoodie. You nodd and he moves to unzip the zipper.

"There. Do you need any more help?" He asks. "No." You manage to pull your dress off and change as Sam was in the kitchen. He comes back with a closed cup with s straw. "Drink as much of this water as you can, I'm going to change and then we can go to bed, ok?" He hands you the cup. "Ok." You sit back up on the bed, sticking your legs under the covers.

He comes out of the bathroom to find you giggling at something on your phone. "What's so funny?" He asks climbing in bed next to you. "Look at this monkey." You show your phone and it's a picture of a monkey dressed up. "You ready for bed?" Sam asks with a smile.

You set your phone down, along with your cup. You move to where you're laying on top of him. "I love you so much Sam." You mumble. "I love you more Y/n." You fall asleep to his hands playing with your hair and the sound of his heart beat in your ears.

The next morning was very loud, Sam had you take Advil and drink more water. Even though your hangover wasn't too bad it still took a small toll on you. wasn't gonna stop you from drinking more later that night though.

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