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spooklies · 6 months

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# Resident Evil - Yandere Chris Redfield (PROFILE)

Type of Yandere: Chris is someone who cares a whole lot about those he loves while pretending that that side of him doesn’t exist. He’ll show he cares for you in every way but verbally at first, but in moments where you two are intimate he’s not against confessing just how much he loves everything about you. And Chris also happens to be overly stubborn once he’s set in his ways, and that in turn will make it difficult to try and reason with the man when he’s decided over something. Control, a position he’s been given since he could remember, and one he’ll hold over you whenever possible. Wearing something he doesn’t like? He’ll all but demand you take it off and change out of it. And if you refuse? Then he isn’t against using other means to get his way. He’s never physical, not unless you want him to be. He’s a man of discipline and understands the importance of boundaries. No, he’ll tap into a side of him that was trained to be a negotiator. Or in simpler terms, he’ll manipulate his darling when they do or say something he disapproves of. Sometimes he’ll even do this without realizing it. Chris has an overwhelmingly dominant air to him that calls for attention and he’s well aware of it.

Love Language: Chris can’t help but want to do everything for his darling, not wanting them to lift a single finger if it could be helped. He’ll treat you like royalty because in his eyes you deserve nothing but the best. He’s very big on touch and will often than not seek out your presence and find an excuse to put his hands on you. “Your shoulders look tense, allow me?” And without waiting for your permission will start massaging your shoulders with the skills of a certified masseuse. He’ll then playfully scold you for exerting yourself, explaining to you why it’s important to rest. “If you don’t keep taking care of yourself then I have no choice but to do it for you.”

Their Biggest Fear: Chris has seen a lot of shit, like shit people never come back from. But when he’s with his darling then it’s as if none of the traumatic events he’s experienced happened in the first place. He’ll often think to himself, “What’ll I ever do without you?” Because in his eyes a life without you isn’t one worth living. And that thought process alone is terrifying to Chris. He’s experienced what it’s like to lose people dear to him, but imagining his darling being the person he loses? Not a chance.

Kidnapping: If his darling ever tried to leave him then he’d definitely panic and jump to the worst conclusions about why you’d ever want to leave him. Those conclusions would then escalate into Chris convincing himself that someone is manipulating you and causing you to have these ‘intrusive’ thoughts. So what better way to keep his darling safe than to keep them at home – a sanctuary he’s created to be in your liking. He’s sure that with time his darling will come to understand why he needs to keep them home and the types of danger that lurks outside waiting to take them away from him.

How Easy is it to Escape?: Near impossible. Chris is an incredibly talented man with all the training a soldier could possibly need to bring an entire government to its knees. There will be locks on every door, safes containing possible escape tools, and even people Chris could rely on to have his back no matter the circumstances. Just hope that things don’t ever escalate that badly.

Punishments (SLIGHT NSFW BUT NOTHING GRAPHIC): “You just can’t help yourself, can you?” After one too many instances of his darling going against his direct orders – house rules, as he prefers to call them – he’ll see no other choice but to teach you the importance of listening to him through more intimate means. Your hands can sometimes end up cuffed to the bedpost, lovebites littering your skin as if you’d just been splashed with paint, and tears running down your face as you squirm and whine for his forgiveness through half-lidded eyes. “Oh I’ve already forgiven you, it’s about proving a point.” And he doesn’t stop until he’s done just that.

Difference to Other Yanderes: Despite how intimidating Chris can get, on the inside he’s a giant sap that often gets compared to a teddy bear more than the fierce grizzly bear the stuffed animal is based off of. He has a lot of powerful connections which also means he’ll be able to provide more than most partners. Ever been to the Grand Canyon? Sure, why not head there first thing Monday? And then right after that how about a trip to the Himalayas for the sake of going there? He’s so used to using these connections for the sake of humanity so it’s a nice change of pace to use them to prevent non-world ending threats from coming into fruition.

#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere resident evil #yandere resident evil x reader #yandere chris redfield #yandere chris redfield x reader

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justmeinadaze · 5 months

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Hi! I’m 23 but requesting anonymously because this is a similar situation I experienced and wished someone would have been there for me.

I was wondering if you would be interested in writing a Steddie x reader story where the reader recently lost her grandma who she lived with in a two bedroom apartment. It’s left the reader financially strapped and she posts an ad for a roommate. Steve and Eddie are looking for a place and sees the ad. Steve is a nurse and Eddie is a mechanic or masseuse (two extremes but I feel like Eddie is always a mechanic lol).

The reader is really withdrawn and struggling with grief because her grandma was all she had. She is working two jobs and not taking care of herself. She wears herself out and gets sick. She’s really resistant to letting anyone take care of her. And she doesn’t talk to Steve and Eddie much because she’s trying to hide her struggles and doesn’t want to bother them. And it’s an adjustment to living with other people. Steve and Eddie have a huge soft spot for the reader and want to take care of her.

There can be smut or no smut in this or if it would happen to turn into two or more parts! You’re a talented writer so I have no doubt you will write this beautifully!

A/N: It took me awhile to get to this because it struck a cord with me. I get this. I am this minus a Steve and Eddie.

I think I've mentioned it before but my father suddenly passed away 10 years ago and it destroyed me. I still deal with the aftermath of that to this day. Not only do I struggle with that grief but I struggle with how I was and have been treated which is why I am a big advocate on taking the time to feel what you feel and no matter what anyone says THERE IS NO TIME LIMIT ON GRIEF.

The doctor experience I write in this story happened to me and the chaos of that...I can't even... But yeah...more than anything I want anyone who's grieving a loved one to know, you are not alone, you are not broken, your feelings are valid, and I love you <3.

The title of this comes from "Guernica" by Brand New. I was thinking of this song when I got the request because the lead singer wrote it for his grandfather who was sick in the hospital.

P.S. I am more than willing to write another part to this. I wanted to focus on the emotional aspect more than a smutty aspect for this first part.

Warnings: Topic of Grief and loss of a family member, panic attack mentioned in slight detail, Steve and Eddie have an established relationship here.

"I submit no excuse

If this is what I have to do

I owe you every day I wake

If I could I would shrink myself

Sink through your skin to your blood cells

Remove whatever makes you hurt

But I am too weak to be your cure

Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry?

I am the watch you always wear but you forget to wind."

“So, um, yeah the rent is $1300 including utilities and it’s due on the first of the month. You can leave it on the counter here and I can take it down to make the payment.”

Watching them go through her room was like being stabbed in the chest. When your grandmother passed, a part of you died with her and it killed you even more when you had to slowly begin removing things from her room to make space for a new roommate. Your grandma was your everything basically being a mother to you when everyone else disappeared. When she got sick it, it was no brainer to have her move in so you could look out for her with as much love and care as she had you growing up.

For four years, she fought her disease until heaven decided it was time for her to go home. After that you began to spiral and not just personally but within life. When did everything become so expensive? Even in your rent-controlled apartment, you could barely afford the bills because everything else around you escalated to the point where now you couldn’t even take out a small loan to get groceries because your credit was so fucked up.

You didn’t want to get a roommate and avoided the notion as long as possible but when it was becoming harder and harder to live day to day, you finally gave in.

You were surprised when a boy answered your ad you had placed in the paper but when he told you their story, you couldn’t help but sympathize.

“Yeah, my boyfriend and I are looking for a nice, safe place. The small town we were living in was already harassing him for the way he looks but when they found out we were together… I knew I needed to get us both out of there.”

“We can take it if you want. I don’t want you to feel like you have to take care of everything.”, the pretty boy who introduced himself as Steve responded as he leaned against the wall next to you.

“I mean it’s no problem. I work a couple of jobs so I usually leave pretty early anyway.”

“Me to. Well, it’s more like me coming in early because I work overnights from time to time. I’m not sure if the hospital over here is the same but… yeah. What, um, what do you think, babe?”

The longhaired boy who told you his name was Eddie beamed widely your way.

“I love it. Are you sure we won’t be bothering you, sweetheart? We’re nice guys, we swear.”

“No. No bother.”

Both men glance towards each other at your sullen tone before Steve extended his hand towards you with an equal large but soft smile of his own.

“We’ll take it.”

***

You didn’t anticipate how hard it was going to be having someone in the apartment again let alone people that reminded you of her. Before she retired, your grandmother was a nurse and when the scent of hand sanitizer and hospital lingered on Steve’s admittedly beautiful hands, your mind shifted to the stories she would tell you about her late nights talking with patients in her care.

Through smell alone, you learned Eddie got a job as a mechanic at the shop down the street and the first night when the aroma of gasoline lingered you cried at the memories of being a little girl with your grandparents, sitting by your grandfather’s truck as he attempted to fix it for the 400th time.

Loneliness began to set in almost immediately after they moved in. They never actively displayed affection in front of you but there were moments when you were leaving for work and you’d pass by their open bedroom door to see them cuddled together. Sometimes at night when you would come home from your second job, you would hear Eddie talking to Steve over the phone while he was at work and he would giggle at something the man said on the other line before telling him how much he loved him.

You missed having someone care about you…

Your grandparents had always been there for you through everything; every breakup, rough patch in life, or just to have someone remind you that you were loved unconditionally…they were there.

When your grandmother lived with you, you laughed harder, smiled wider, and loved waking up in the morning. Now that all seemed so far away, so unattainable. You couldn’t ever picture yourself being happy like that again.

To avoid that pain, you ran around constantly. It’s not like you could stop anyway with how hard things got around you. Life moves on…you can’t stop just because you’re numb. You suffer through it just like everyone else.

“Y/N?”

At the sound of Eddie’s voice, you jumped shattering the glass in your hand.

“Fuck, I’m sorry—”

“No, no. That was my fault. You seemed lost in thought. Don’t move, I can clean this up here.”

Nodding, you stood still as you watched him run to grab a broom before your brain caught up with you.

“Wait! Wait, um, don’t…don’t throw away the glass. This was, um, someone in my family gave me this cup.”

“Oh, uh, ok. Well, I don’t see a lot of little pieces. I can try and fix it for you. Do you feel comfortable coming into our room?”

Silently, you headed in that direction, pausing in front of the bed as the metalhead shimmed around you to dig in the desk drawer by the window. Everything in the room was completely different. Where her bed with her yellow comforter used to be was now a bigger bed, higher off the ground with black sheets and blue pillowcases. Where her dresser used to be with the vanity that had photos taped to the mirror was now a much smaller 3 drawer shelf with a guitar hanging above it. On the nightstand, instead of medication and a photo of you with your grandparents, there was now a pack of cigarettes, empty beer cans, a photo of both men, and a book that was half read.

“Ok, I knew Steve had it around here somewhere. I’m clumsy as hell so he’s always fixing things I accidently break.”, Eddie mused as he sat on the floor and began to focus on his task. “So, um, how are you?”

You couldn’t help but breathily laugh at the awkward way he asked that making him smirk at the sound as you took a seat in front of him.

“I’m alright. I just have a lot going on, you know?”

“Yeah, you come and go a lot like Steve but he gets to sleep. What do you do if I may ask?”

“I’m actually a photographer for the paper.”

“Oooo paparazzi girl!” Eddie’s grin grows as his eyes take you in watching you genuinely laugh for the first time since they met you. “Is that why you come and go at weird hours?”

“Oh, no. When I’m not there, I have another job at the mall taking photos of like families and kids at Glamour Shots.”

“Yeah? Those shiny, glimmering photos? I keep trying to get Steve to take a couple of those with me but he gets adorably embarrassed.”

“How long have you two been together?”

“Geez, uh, almost 3 years now. Spent the first couple hiding our relationship because of our town and his parents, rich fuckers who think they control the moral high ground.”, he rolls his eyes. “A few months ago, he finally told them we were together and his parents kicked him out of his house. A couple weeks later, I got harassed at my job and that was the final straw. Steve packed our things and we drove out here.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“No reason for you to be, princess. You’ve been nothing but nice to us. Well, when we see you.”, he chuckles. “Steve gets worried sometimes that you push yourself too hard.”

“You don’t need to worry about me. I’m strong. I’ll be ok.”

“No one’s saying your weak, Y/N.”

“Good because I’m not!” You snap as silence falls over the room before Eddie displays the cup for you with his palm on the bottom.

“You may not want to use it for its purpose but keep it as a display.”

Without taking it from him, you rise to your feet and run to your room, slamming the door.

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Everything was loud.

Why is everything so loud?

You were running late for your second job and you couldn’t find the polo you wore for it. You felt disgusting, not having time to shower in what felt like an eternity and you were just so fucking exhausted. You couldn’t afford to lose this job nor calling in to rest. You had to make money. It’s what everyone else does.

Why is everything so loud?

As you opened your door, you were met with Eddie standing at the counter in the kitchen.

“Have, um, have you seen…”

“Y/N, are you alright?” Tears cloud your vision as you run your fingers through your hair and absently look around the apartment with your eyes. “BABE.”

You flinched at the metalhead’s loud but stern tone not even realizing that Steve was suddenly in front of you with his hands on your biceps.

“Y/N, what’s going on?”

“Let me go! I have…I have to…to go to work…”, you sobbed before your legs gave out and the world went black.

***

When your eyes finally fluttered open, it was pitch dark outside and your body felt incredibly drained. It felt like every bone in your body had become stiff as you carefully tried to sit up.

“Hey, no, no, no. Don’t move to quickly or we’ll lose you again.”, Steve cooed softly as he came up from behind you and sat down on his knees to help adjust you. “Good. Here, drink some of this but not too fast.”

When he handed you the bottle of water, you gladly sipped it as his concerned eyes scanned you over.

“How are you feeling?”

“Heavy.”

“I’m not surprised. When you push your body as hard as you have at some point it pushes back. Do you think you can eat something while we talk?”

When you nodded, a plate appeared beside you as Eddie handed it to his partner.

“I’m going to ask you some questions purely from a medical standpoint, ok? Do you feel comfortable if Ed stays? He had a bit of a panic attack to when we couldn’t wake you up.”

“That’s fine.”, you whisper. “Is that what happened? I panicked?”

“Um, kind of, honey. This kind of seems like a slow build so I would say anxiety attack. We know you work pretty much around the clock and you told me when I called that you were struggling with cash. Has anything else been going on?”

“Someone…that mattered to me…is gone. Died.”

Eddie sat on the couch next you and without thinking brushed some of your hair behind your ear so they could see your face better.

“I’m sorry. How long ago?”, the nurse continued to inquire.

“On the 18th it will be 8 months.”

“And you’ve been doing everything you have?! Y/N.”, the metalhead sighed as his boyfriend gave him a look of warning as if to say tread carefully. “Sweetheart, you should be taking it easy so you can grieve.”

“I can’t.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m supposed to be fine by now.”, you murmur as you shrug your shoulders. “After my grandmother died, I got 2 weeks paid leave for bereavement. Two weeks. Two weeks of fucking casseroles, sympathies, and people checking in. After that time, everyone began to slowly disappear and I went back to work but I never…I never felt whole. I didn’t understand why everyone else seemed fine while I was still felt like I was dying.”

“After two months, I went to a doctor and told them how I felt. Do you know what she said? ‘After 6 weeks, it’s no longer grief but depression.’ That shook me. I thought to myself ‘well shit. I guess there is a time limit on grieving and there must be something wrong with me because I can’t get better!’”

The tears begin to fall at a faster pace and you let them go.

“I still have to work, pay my bills, live my life… but no one ever walked me through how to do that. No one ever showed me how to continue existing without the person you love…without someone who meant the most to you… I wasn’t prepared to be left alone without her.”

Eddie presses your head to his chest as you sob, his arms squeezing you tightly as he whispered that you were ok. Sudden heat warmed your side as Steve leaned his head against your shoulder as he intertwined his fingers with yours while your body trembled against them.

This had been a long time coming and you allowed the pain to wash over you till you fell asleep in their arms.

***

This time when you opened your eyes, you were bundled up in a blanket with your head still against Eddie’s chest with one hand comfortingly rubbing your arm while the other held a book he was reading.

“What are you reading?”

Tilting his head, his gentle eyes take you in as he grins and closes the book to show you the cover.

The Vampire Lestat.

“I love vampires but Steve likes werewolves. Should have known he’d break my heart one day.”, he teased as the other boy comes around and places a soda with more food on the coffee table in front of you.

“They are big dog like animals. How can you not like them? Y/N, I want you to at least eat a little bit of this, ok? You need to refuel.”

Not wanting to leave the metalheads comfortable embrace, you whine as you sit up until the smell of the pasta hits your nostrils and you realize how hungry you actually are.

“Slow! Goodness.”, Steve chuckles as he takes a seat on floor after serving his partner and himself as well.

“It’s been so long since I’ve had a home cooked meal. Usually, I’m eating microwaved food or something I pick up on the way to and from work. This is delicious, Steve, thank you.”

The three of you casually talk allowing you to really get to the know the men you had been living with. Eddie loved music and had been playing guitar since he was a little boy. He and his uncle had been fixing up cars since he moved in with him after his father went to jail. Steve learned in high school he enjoyed helping people and after he graduated he went to nursing school.

“My dad gave me shit because I’m ‘settling’ and not becoming a doctor. I like what I do though. As a nurse I get more one on one with patients and make them feel cared for which as you noticed is hard in today’s society. Doctors seem to care more about the money and not the person.”

His eyes drink in your demeanor as you smile, agreeing with his words. Your entire energy seemed different since the first time they met you. You seemed to be relaxing a bit more and some of what he assumed was your normal personality began to shine through.

“What about you, honey? Eddie told me you’re a photographer.”

Silently, you unraveled the blanket you had been tangled in and bounced to your bedroom, returning with some photos that you placed on the coffee table in front of them.

“This man here proposed to this girlfriend by painting a mural on the side of an abandoned building that the city was going to tear down. The mayor called it graffiti and they tried arresting him for it.”

“Oh, wow. That’s gorgeous. I hope this guy is making a ton of money in like New York or something.”, the longhaired boy grins.

“This young lady saved her baby brother from a fire.”

“This are amazing, Y/N. You are extremely talented. “

“What was this story about?”, Steve asked as he held up a photo of an older woman smiling on the couch by a window watching the rain.

“That’s my grandma.”, you softly smile as you take it from his hands. “This was about a year before she… I remember we were talking about some trivial stuff and suddenly she turned to me and said ‘Life is beautiful. Even something as small as listening to the rain is never something you should take for granted.’”

“I like that.”, Eddie responded with a tender tone that made you feel safe. “She was right. I know it’s hard with all the bullshit going on in the world but… I think we do need to stop and take a look around, you know?”

“Y/N, honey, we hope you know that you don’t have to do everything yourself. We can help you. We have some money in savings if you need to take a break and—”

“No. No, I can’t ask you to do that.”

“You’re not asking, we’re offering.”, Steve insisted. “At least, quit your second job. You need a moment to breathe. We can help with any extra bills you may have until you really get back on your feet.”

Tilting forward, you kissed his cheek before leaning towards Eddie to do the same.

“Thank you…so much…”

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Over the next week, you felt more motivated to do things you hadn’t wanted to do over the past 8 months. You did what Steve suggested and quit your job at the mall. You began moving around and leaving the apartment for fun things instead of work. You accompanied the boys to a movie at the theater and took them to the lake where you basked in the sunlight all day.

You took the time to eat healthier, home cooked meals even offering to make your roommates a meal every now and again. Sometimes when you knew Steve would be out all night, you left some leftovers in the refrigerator and wake up the next morning with a note on the counter thanking you with a big smiley face.

One morning, however, you were surprised with something different. When you opened your bedroom door to get some coffee, you noticed a box with a big red bow on the top and a piece of paper attached to the side.

“Y/N,

There’s no bottom to the box so all you need to do is lift. I was afraid if we put this in an actual box it may break. Steve said it would be ok but I reminded him he fixes people not objects : ).

Eddie’s been working on this for a while but we thought after how well you’ve been doing, we just wanted to show you how proud we are of you and how much we’ve enjoyed having you in our lives.

Eddie & Steve”

Carefully lifting the wrapped box and placing it aside, you picked up the glass you had dropped and Eddie had tried to fix. The blank material now had an image of your grandmother you had showed them illustrated on to it with her head turned towards the window. Instead of watching the rain, when she looked out the window there was a detailed drawing of you grinning with your fingers tangled in your hair as you were moving it behind your ear.

He had painted it with light colors, giving her an angelic glow that broke you as you began to cry.

Your feet scooted against the floor as you hurried towards their door and knocked on it a bit too enthusiastically causing it to fly open with a panicked look on the metalhead’s half asleep face.

“What!? What’s going on? Where’s the fire?!”

You tackled your arms around his neck, not even realizing he was only in boxers. From the bed, Steve saw what was in your hand, smirking as he fell back against the pillow and slung his arm over his eyes.

“Thank you for this. You have no idea how much this means to me.”, you whispered.

When he finally realized nothing was wrong, his arms settled around your waist.

“I know what it’s like to lose someone you love. You’re not alone, Y/N. You don’t have to carry it all by yourself, ok?” As you pull away and let him go, his hands cup your face as he dries your tears. “Now go back to bed, you fucking weirdo. It’s too early.”, he teases as he lightly pushes you away making you giggle as he turns back around and crawls into bed.

“May I—”

Before you can finish your sentence, he lifts up the covers and Steve pats the mattress between them. Once you climb in, the pretty boy lifts his arm and circles it around you to tug you closer to his side. When your head rests on his bare chest, your surprised at how warm and comfortable he feels against you, looping your arm around him as you nuzzle into his skin. Another set of arms wrap around your waist pressing you against Eddie’s equally comforting frame.

His steady breath hitting your shoulder mixed with the other man’s heartbeat lulls you into the heaviest sleep you hadn’t experienced in a long time.

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euno11a · 7 months

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Whenever you read this but, since your ask button wrote that I'm horny and i needn't be shy about it, then I think I'll request a smut ;)

Massager! Jk × fem! Reader, something like that?? Where oc gets a message after a long week but the spa she's at is freaky and gets people naked before the massage,,, and the massagers too are always naked while giving the message👀👀 and obv they end up doing things not allowed but eh, who cares😁😁

Anyways, this might be a lil weird (cause I'm weird) but just frame it according to you I'll be happy with anything 😁😁

babes, I’m here to fulfill your nasty ass fantasies if you need some sexy masseuse action, imma give it to you 🤭🤭

The week had been long and tiring for you, an ambitious and hardworking woman . You had been putting in long hours at the office, barely taking breaks to eat or rest. As a result, your body was sore and tense, and you could feel the stress weighing down on you. Desperately in need of some relaxation and rejuvenation, you decided to treat yourself to a massage at a nearby spa.

Little did you know, this massage would be unlike any you had experienced before.

As you entered the spa, you were greeted by a serene and tranquil atmosphere. The faint scent of essential oils filled the air, and soft music played in the background. The receptionist handed you a robe and instructed you to change into it before heading to the massage room.

Feeling excited and anticipating the soothing touch of a professional masseuse, you quickly changed into the robe and made your way to the massage room. However, as you entered the room, your eyes widened in shock and disbelief.

“The masseuses were all naked!”

You couldn't believe your eyes. You had heard of unconventional massage methods, but this was something else entirely. You were about to turn and leave when one of the masseuses, a stunningly handsome and muscular man, approached you with a warm smile.

'Welcome to our spa, Y/N. I'm Jungkook, and I'll be your masseuse today. Please, have a seat on the massage table, and we will begin shortly,' he said, gesturing towards the table.

Feeling a bit flustered, you hesitantly climbed onto the table, trying to avoid looking at the naked masseuses. However, as he began to massage you, you couldn't help but notice how skilled and talented he was. The tension in your muscles slowly dissipated, and you began to relax under Jungkook’s touch.

As the massage progressed, you couldn't help but let out a few moans of pleasure. Jungkook’s hands were working wonders on your sore body, and you couldn't believe how good it felt. But as the massage continued, you couldn't ignore the growing arousal you felt.

His hands were now roaming over your body, and the touch was becoming more sensual and intimate. You could feel yourself getting wet, and you knew you should stop this before it went any further, but you couldn't bring herself to do it.

Before you knew it, Jungkook’s lips were on hers, and your tongues were dancing in a passionate kiss. You couldn't resist any longer and gave in to your desires, letting JK explore your body in ways you had never experienced before.

As you continued to kiss and touch each other, you could feel the tension building up inside of you. Jungkook’s skilled fingers were now circling your clit, and you could feel your release approaching.

'Let go, Y/N. Let me make you come,' Jungkook whispered in your ear.

And with those words, your pussy clenched, body shaking with pleasure. You couldn't believe what had just happened, but you didn't care. All you wanted was more.

Jungkook, sensing your desire, continued to kiss and finger you until you couldn't take it anymore. You both collapsed on the massage table, panting and sweaty, but satisfied.

Laying there, catching your breath, you couldn't believe what had just happened. You had just had one of the most intense and pleasurable experiences of your life, and it was all thanks to this unconventional spa.

As you got dressed and left the spa, you couldn't help but think about how crazy and erotic your massage had been. And although it may not have been allowed, you couldn't wait to come back for more.

For my horny fellows

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jaunty-skeletons · 10 months

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so uuuhhhhh

moshang ice hockey AU except sqh is the one who plays ice hockey - he’s a backup player, constantly on the bench, he doesn’t even want to be there if he’s being honest like he only came to watch lqg beat up guys (legally) and look hot doing it - and mbj is one of the team’s assigned physios/masseuse.

sqh actually gets called in to play one day - wqw got a concussion or something - and ends up getting a cramp in his calf after, meaning he has to see The Ice Demon. really shitty nickname, it’s probably got nothing to do with the fact that the guys generally consult their own teammate for injuries instead of their physio, and it’s probably fine that the guy with a concussion apologised to him for taking mqf’s attention instead of him. ahah, totally fine.

so sqh knocks on this guy’s door and waits for a few seconds, completely Not shitting himself, until he hears probably the deepest voice in existence commanding him to come inside. cue half an hour of the most painful, awful, most awkward, Horniest deep tissue massage that he has ever experienced, along with a full breakdown of everything that he did wrong - and right, surprisingly - on the court today.

he leaves in a daze and swears he’s never going back ever again, he’s gonna quit the team the minute he sees his coach again (former child prodigy forced to retire after a debilitating injury, good old yqy). he sees the legendary zhangmen the next day and does not quit.

and if he starts to play more? becomes vital to the team and puts up with near-crippling injuries that get him sent to The Demon’s Lair almost daily? well that sounds like nobody’s business other than his own

#shang qinghua #mobei jun #moshang #sqh makes the most insanely ridiculous plays with either the world worst or best acting and all of the opposing teams hate him #mbj holds sqh down by the waist and cracks his entire body like a glow stick #sqh thinks about it at night

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holistico021 · 2 years

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Swedish massage is one of the most basic forms of massage. Swedish massage helps the body to absorb more oxygen and expedites the removal of waste materials from the cells, which encourages detoxification. Swedish massage therapy uses several essential oils that are applied gently to the body to calm the tension built in the muscles. The therapist uses smooth healing touch over your body to give you a relaxed feeling. The best part is that you can ask the therapist to increase or decrease the pressure depending on your level of comfort.

Benefits of Swedish Massage

Swedish Massage has been found to have many benefits, including:

• Reduced pain, tension, and muscle jerks

• The body's natural painkillers, endorphins, are released

• Improved blood circulation

• Improved lymphatic drainage

• Improved mobility

• Strengthening the body's overall natural life energy flow

Swedish massage is particularly helpful for boosting blood oxygen levels, reducing muscular toxins, and enhancing circulation and flexibility while reducing stress. The main purpose of Swedish massage is to increase the oxygen flow in the blood and release toxins from the muscles. It is often recommended as part of a regular program for stress management and is an effective therapy, which helps in overall well-being.

These methods enhance the physical well-being of people and help to relieve pain from injuries or overuse of the body by relaxing the muscles. Additionally, It helps widen blood vessels, prevents accidents, improves knowledge of how the body functions, and increases performance.

Swedish Massage is, by far, the most popular form of massage in the United States. The result is improved circulation, reduced stress, relaxed muscles, greater flexibility, and improved overall health and wellness.

#Relaxation massage #Massage for stress relief #Massage for relaxation #Massage for athletes #Swedish massage #deep tissue massage #hot stone massage #Thai massage #Day spa near me #Massage studio near me #Spa treatments near me #Professional masseuse\#Qualified masseuse #Experienced masseuse #Trained masseuse #Licensed masseuse #Skilled masseuse #Certified masseuse

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iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia · 2 years

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The Arcana HCs: M6 with an MC who has periods

Julian

He's a doctor, he knows what's going on, bodily functions and fluids don't faze him

He is deeply in love with you and cannot stand seeing you in any kind of pain

He is swinging wildly between those two states for the duration of your cycle

Oh, some blood got on the sheets? No worries, he's an expert at cleaning this stuff up. You go lie down and relax

You've got cramps? They're bad enough to cause you pain? He's down on his knees begging for it be him instead

His little performance made you laugh? Laughing is so good for this! He'll get you some painkillers and that'll make it even better

You're crying because you're hormonal and out of chocolate? He's booting a screeching Malak out the window to request chocolates from Portia and turning the house upside down in his mad search for anything with cocoa in it

About halfway through you'll get fed up enough to kick him out of the house

He'll show up at Mazelinka's looking like a kicked puppy and she'll send him back with a jar of apology soup, which works better than any medicine

Asra

They love you and will do anything and everything to help

You want cuddles? He'll cancel any plans for the rest of the day

Need chocolate? They've got three different kinds stocked

Mood swings? He's got pranks for when you want to laugh, handkerchiefs for when you want to cry, and several trinkets he pilfered off of Lucio for when you're angry and want to destroy something

The inevitable mess? They've got a brilliant spell to snap that clean and all kinds of peculiar bath products to try out

Cramps? The stove salamander has been trained to act as the perfect heating pad, Asra's got pain remedies from every place he's visited, and he's a fantastic masseuse

Faust is also happy to wrap herself around your torso for added squeezes

One time he found a pain transferring spell and decided to try it when you were at your very worst

They ended up cry-laughing on the floor, happy with how well it worked, shocked at how much pain they were suddenly experiencing, and totally fascinated with a sensation they had never encountered before

He was willing to try it again, but you refused because 1) you have way more practice handling it than he does and you don't like seeing him in pain, 2) he's so intrigued with how unique the sensation is he keeps losing focus and breaking the spell, and 3) you wouldn't be able to pamper him as well as he pampers you

Nadia

If she isn't the type to experience difficult periods, she grew up with multiple sisters. She knows what she's doing

If she could take time off to look after you she would, but she's the Countess and Vesuvia won't run itself

She will definitely give you time off for it though, as her court magician you need your rest

Every resource you could want is at your beck and call

Palace doctor on standby for pain medication, and to monitor the general health of your cycle

Private bath is available at all hours

Masseuse scheduled for daily therapy

Carefully planned diet to satisfy your cravings and meet your nutritional needs

The only problem is that she's the best person to be around when you're moody, and she's not always available to take a quick break and love you through it

After she came to check on you at the end of the day and found you in tears because you missed her she felt like the worst partner ever

Now she wraps up a body pillow in her softest nightgown for you to snuggle and makes sure it has her perfume on it

Chandra stays perched on the windowsill to relay any status changes to her

She schedules breaks to check in on you

She's also become a master at predicting your cycle patterns to make sure there's nothing big planned

Muriel

Let's be honest here, he was living in the woods full time by the time he was a teen and his only break was spent in the Coliseum

It's possible Asra sat him down and gave him the talk at some point, but you're probably the first person he knows who actually experiences this

He's uncannily tuned in to your emotions though, and he knows what pain looks like better than anyone else

You'll have to explain it to him as much as you're comfortable with, but the way he sees it, you're a noble soul experiencing physical discomfort that you can't control and he loves you very much

He won't mind if there's any mess, he lives in the wild and knows how to clean

The mood swings surprised him a bit, but he likes seeing you on the expressive side

He also appreciates the chance to support you emotionally when it's normally the other way around

The cramps are what make the most sense to him, because again, he knows what physical pain is like better than anyone and this is familiar

He doesn't like seeing you in pain though, and is very attentive to keeping you comfortable

The worst for him is when you get cravings and he doesn't have it stocked

The first time this happened he was too panicked to attempt a trip into town so he sent Innana to Asra with an SOS note

They were very happy to help and shared some helpful tips as well, which Muriel deeply appreciated

Portia

You two are synced and neither of you have easy cycles

The first time was a disaster. Both of you tried to power through it, neither of you were prepared, and the resulting clash sent her sulking to Mazelinka and you isolating in the shop

You were able to talk it out and now you make a monthly holiday of it

You spend the week beforehand stocking up and getting your tasks organized to have the lightest workload possible for the week

You make a game of finding the craziest pain relief or period product you can find and rating it together

Cramp cuddles

You eat so much food in bed there are crumbs everywhere but you're going to have to change the sheets a few times anyway with the blood business going on

You both have a wicked sense of humor, so the mood swings stay manageable as long as one of you is able to crack a joke about it

Pepi lies on your stomachs so she can knead and purr on them

All of your male friends know to stay far, far away from the premises

If they absolutely have to drop by it's with an armload of offerings (mostly chocolate, pain killers, and hot water bottles)

Lucio

Oh dear

He loves you, he really does, but everything about periods down to the concept of them freaks him out

Dude has mommy issues, what can I say

Seriously though, he'll do his best to make you feel loved and supported and provided for so he doesn't have to engage too much

The blood freaks him out the least (mercenary) so he'll spring for a chance to take your sheets or soiled clothing since it removes him from the vicinity while still being helpful

He will also be more than happy to run errands for any and all of your cravings

He's terrified of your mood swings, not because he's scared of you hurting him, but because he can't predict your emotional state and that stresses him out

He also doesn't like seeing you in pain, but he's familiar enough with it to not get scared off by it

He'll bring you all the remedies that used to work for him. Some of them (like the hot water bottle) really help, and some of them don't (like the overripe smoked garlic he tried to hang around your neck)

He has successfully figured out how to comfort you though, and that's what gets you through it

He remembers how well you slept in the labyrinth when he was keeping watch for you

Now, whenever it gets really bad, he'll rest your head on his shoulder and plant his sword in front of the two of you, because at least he knows how to keep you safe

#the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #the arcana #asra the arcana #julian the arcana #nadia the arcana #muriel the arcana #portia the arcana #lucio the arcana #asra alnazar #julian devorak #nadia satrinava #portia devorak #lucio morgasson #muriel of the kokhuri #arcana shitposting #the arcana game

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woso-dreamzzz · 3 months

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i love second times the charm!alexia she’s just so himbo. if r is experiencing any discomfort during her pregnancy alexia would literally force the world to stop.

r: yea my feet are kind of sore

alexia, ready to become the worlds best masseuse to ever walk this planet: foot rub my wonderful wife?

Alexia absolutely does the late night craving runs to the store. She's so in tune with R that she can predict the cravings before R even gets them

#asks #second times the charm

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trashyswitch · 1 year

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Day 14: Soft

Roman is giving Patton a massage to try and treat the neck pain he's experienced. But the lower he does down his back, the more ticklish Patton appears to be! Is his back that ticklish!?

Okay...Day 14. Of course, a day late. But, I guess that means I'm uploading 2 fanfics in one day again. I hope you enjoy!

Patton was laying on his stomach, resting his chin on his arms as he watched TV. But he found it a bit difficult to focus on the TV, due to Roman’s palms and fingers against his back.

Roman was trying to massage Patton’s back and neck in an attempt to help him relax. Patton had been complaining about knots in his neck, and Roman offered to massage them out. But Roman quickly began to wonder if he bit off more than he could chew. Or maybe, Patton was holding in more emotions than he lets on.

Why was that his theory? Well, it’s simple. Patton’s neck and shoulder muscles felt like rocks. Literally! They felt like they had been stretched out all the way, and were physically unable to relax. Roman worked at his shoulders as gently, but as effectively as he could muster.

“Oh yeah, right there, aaaAH-!” Patton reacted, closing his right eye as he winced in pain. God, it felt really painful. But it also felt good getting his shoulders worked out. He badly needed it.

“Is that doing anything for you?” Roman asked.

“Yup! You’re doing great, kiddo!” Patton said, before letting out a deep breath.

Roman worked at his neck and shoulders a little bit more, using his elbows to get some of the knots out. In all honesty, he didn’t feel like he was achieving anything. Roman had never come across anything this bad. Not even Virgil’s neck and shoulders were this bad! And he’s the embodiment of stress and anxiety!

“Patton…” Roman asked, strain in his voice. “How did your neck get this bad?!” Roman asked.

Patton grunted and breathed out slowly. “I…have no idea.” He admitted.

Roman dug his fingers into Patton’s trap muscles. Patton bit his lip and grunted before hiding his face in his hands. It hurt so much, but he knew it had to be dealt with. If he didn’t deal with it now, then he would be in so much more pain. But this…was a little difficult to deal with.

“Okay…” Roman stopped his hands. “I can tell you’re in pain. I’m gonna stop.” Roman told him.

Patton opened his eyes and looked at Roman. “What?! Already?” Patton reacted.

Roman sighed. “I know you’re in pain, Patton. I don’t wanna put you in more pain.” Roman admitted. “But…That’s part of the massage.” Patton told him.

Roman moved his hands down his neck. “What about your back? Would you like me to work on your back for a bit?” he asked.

Patton nodded his head and smiled. “Sure!” He replied.

Roman smiled a bit more and started pushing on the areas right beside his spine. “How about starting here?” Roman asked, pushing down.

Patton hummed and grunted slightly, feeling the thumbs push down on the muscles directly beside either side of his spine. It felt a little unusual, but it felt good too. It felt like he was stretching out his back with literally just his fingers. It felt…different.

Roman moved his thumbs up and down the spine, before pushing 4 fingers each on either side of the middle of Patton’s back.

Patton opened his eyes and smiled, gasping lightly and letting out a relaxing breath. “That feels amaaaazing…” Patton mumbled.

Roman smiled and started to push the fingers down on his back ribs. Indexes, middles, rings, and pinkies. Index, middle, ring, pinkie. He kept this going, making sure to push on and in between other ribs.

Patton smiled a bit more, loving the feeling of his middle back muscles being worked on. “You’re so good at this…” Patton told him. “How you’re not a masseuse…I can’t fathom it.” The dad admitted.

“Oh hush…don’t make me blush.” Roman told him with a smirk.

“Why? Is it working?” Patton asked, smirking as well.

Roman poked the left side of his ribs in response, making Patton wheeze and cackle. “Shush.” He warned.

Patton laughed a little more at his reaction. “Ohoho myhy gohohohod!” Patton giggled, hiding his face in his arms.

Roman rolled his eyes with a smile as he maneuvered his palms and fingers onto his lower ribs. “Yeah yeah, I get it. I’m the laughing stock of the group.” Roman teased.

Patton squeaked and tried to cover his face with his hands. “Ohohoho gohohosh! Heheheheheheee!” Patton giggled.

Roman’s smile stayed on his face for a bit as he kept going. “Am I really making you laugh that much?” Roman asked, not fully expecting Patton to still be laughing. Patton giggled a little more and kicked his feet up like a ditzy little girl. “Kkk-Kihihindahahaha.” Patton admitted.

Roman’s smile lessened slightly as he looked down at his hands. They were currently located on the lower back, near Patton’s sides. Hmm…Maybe Patton’s not laughing at him…but rather…he’s laughing because of him…

Roman stopped his hands and lifted them up. Patton’s laughter quickly lessened to giggles, before calming down. He looked over his shoulder at Roman. “Why’d you stop?” Patton asked.

Roman narrowed his eyes curiously as he planted his fingers back onto his lower back. “Hmm…” He hummed, looking down. But Roman’s head shot up to look at him the moment he heard Patton’s squeal and laugh.

Patton gasped and yelped. “Wahahait- NahahahaHAHA!” Patton laughed, covering his mouth and muffling his giggles.

“Oooooh…Are my pushes and massages…tickling you?” Roman asked.

Patton giggled and nodded his head. “Yeheheheah! Yohohohou dihidn’t knohohohow?” Patton asked.

“I’ll be honest, it was hard to tell at first.” Roman admitted.

With this information in mind, Roman quickly began to spider his fingers on his lower back and occasionally on the sides. He did this by going softer in his finger strokes. He was no longer massaging and was now, just gently petting the back muscles like he would to a dog.

Patton’s reaction was immediate. He arched his back and started squeaking and squealing in between his little giggles. “EEK! Hehehehe! Hahaha- EEEHEHEEEK! NAhAhaha- nuuuuhuhuhuuu!” Patton giggled.

“Oh my gosh…” Roman started gently tapping his back like it was a keyboard or a piano, making Patton squeak and giggle with every touch. “You’re so ticklish here! How have I never known this?” Roman asked.

Patton giggled and shook his head. “Ihihihi dohohon’t knohow!” Patton admitted.

“What would happen if I just…” Roman removed his fingers.

Patton blinked and attempted to look at Roman. “Hm?” But the moment he grabbed Patton’s sides, Patton jumped and giggled a little. “Wahahait…What are you-”

Roman took in a big breath and blew a raspberry onto his lower back.

Patton gasped as well, but followed it up with a SCREAM of hysterical laughter! “NaaAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!” Patton cackled, hiding his face in his arms. “NAHAHAHOHOHOHOHO!” He yelled, tapping the ground with his fingers.

“I’m shocked, Padre. I never would’ve guessed you had a ticklish back.” Roman admitted.

“Ihihihi…Hehehe…Whyhyhyhy a rahahaspberryhy?” Patton asked.

“Because it’s fun!” Roman admitted. “And because you’re very fun to tickle.” Roman admitted.

Patton blushed a bit as he looked down, clearly embarrassed. “Sh…Shut up.” Patton muttered.

This only made Roman cackle in reaction. “That worked?!” Roman asked.

Patton giggled. “Yeheheah…Ihihit dihihihihid.” he admitted. Roman started very softly fluttering his fingers onto his lower back. “Do you prefer softer tickles?” Roman asked.

Patton hummed and giggled little by little. “Yeheah…Ihihi lihike sohofter ticklehes.” Patton admitted.

“Okay.” Roman responded and continued to flutter his fingers on his back. “Is it just your whole lower back that’s ticklish?” Roman asked.

Patton giggled. “Ihi thihink?” Patton replied.

“Okay. What about here?” Roman moved his fingers closer to the spine, and pushed there.

“OhgodohgohohOHOHOD!” Patton kicked his feet wildly and pounded the ground with his fists.

“Holy-” Roman quickly got his hands off him, terrified he went too far. “Sorry! I’m sorry.” Roman attempted to wipe the tickles off as best he could.

Patton giggled and rolled himself onto his back. “Ihihi’m tihihired.” Patton admitted.

“Tired bean?” Roman asked, poking his belly. “Ye-EHEhes! Yeheah. Sleepy eepy.” Patton admitted.

“Sleepy eepy.” Roman summoned a fluffy blanket and a dog stuffy.

Patton gasped and hugged the stuffy. “Thomas’s first stuffy!” Patton reacted.

Roman giggled and laid down beside him. “Is your neck better?” Roman asked.

Patton bent his head to the right and left, twisting his neck around, just making little popping sounds with his spine and joints. “Oooookay.” Patton leaned his head back, making the spine between his shoulder blades snap and pop. “Yes! I feel so much better.” Patton replied.

When he looked at Roman to get his approval though…Patton would discover that Roman was staring at him with his jaw dropped, and his eyes the size of saucers.

“...What?” Patton asked.

“18 cracks…” Roman muttered.

Patton laughed and opened his jaw a bit, making two more pops. “20.” Patton said with a smirk.

Roman sighed and shivered, disturbed by Patton’s bad, yet flexible back. But this only made Patton laugh at him more. Something about Roman’s disturbed reaction was absolutely hilarious to Pat. To calm him down, Patton wrapped his arms around him and gave him a side hug. This, thankfully, helped Roman calm down. His back may be screwed beyond fixing…but that’ll never stop Patton from giving everyone all the love they need.

#augtickletober2023 #tickletober 2023 #day 14 #soft #massage #neck pain #stress relief #ticklish patton #raspberries #ticklefic #ler!roman #lee!patton #fluff #cracking back

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sleepy--anon · 1 year

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Day 1: Anticipation

Lee!George Ler!Sapnap

Warnings: feet tickles

You can still reserve until the day has past

George should really learn to keep his mouth shut. You'd think he'd have learned by now that Sapnap will act on what he says. George down played anticipation the day before while the two were wrecking Dream. Sapnap flicked his eyes to George and Dream already knew what he was thinking without even looking at the blue eyed brunette. George often forgets what he says 'in the moment' so when Sapnap came into his room with an unusual expression he was relatively confused.

"Hello?"

"Hey Georgie, I've come to educate you a bit on something~" Now George was really confused, what did he mean educate? Why was that so teasey? Why was he so flustered by that?

"What are you talking about?" His voice wavering slightly, his nerves shooting like sparklers. Sapnap sauntered over to George’s bed, taking a seat a little further than where his legs were curled.

"You made a certain comment yesterday that I would like to educate you on~" Sapnap’s voice was teasing, but his eyes were sweet, warm, and inviting. George curled in on himself but at the same time, couldn't break the eye contact with his pretty eyes. George shrugged, implying he didn't know what he was referring to. Sapnap gave a soft smile in response, lightly patting his lap and looking at George expectantly. George knew what that ment and quickly shook his head, tucking his knees under his chin and pressing his hands down flat on top of his feet.

"Geooorge~ I'll only be nice for so long~ you can either give me your feet on your terms or I will just hang you off your bed and take your feet my way~" George’s face was impossibly hot, he looked at Sapnap in disbelief but when he saw no signs of bluff he slowly rested his socked feet in his awaiting lap. Sapnap gave them both a firm squeeze, massaging them a bit to release some of George’s tension.

"Relax George, this is a learning experience, I'm not gonna attempt murder, that's reserved for when you provoke~" George hummed and the massage, choosing to ignore his teasing words. Dream had said Sapnap was godly with his hands, to the point he stopped hiring masseuses, but George originally thought he was just boosting his ego. Another thing George was wrong about when it came to Sapnap. Sapnap gave his ankle two pats to get his attention.

"Alright pretty boy, you need to look at me~" George groaned at the loss of touch but complied anyway, silently hoping that if he just listens he'll start back up again.

"So yesterday, you made a certain comment about anticipation, so that's today's lesson~" Sapnap’s voice dropped lower as he dragged his nails ever so lightly up the tops of his feet. George immediately squeaked and yanked his feet back, rubbing the assaulted area.

"Ah~ ah~ ah~ give them back George~ don't be bad~" George’s furious blush returned with a vengeance, he whimpered and slowly returned them to their original position.

"Not the tops..." He whispered, grabbing one of his pillows to hold to ground him. Sapnap traced the tops of his white ankle socks, watching him twitch and whine.

"Oh George, it's obvious that you've never experienced real anticipation before, this is only the beginning, and this isn't even including verbal anticipation. George was borderline vibrating, beginning? Verbal? Was this going to become a regular thing now? George was already wound up, he wanted nothing more than for Sapnap to just get on with it. He felt him tug his socks, painfully slow. He could feel every centimeter of skin get exposed to the cool air of his room.

"Sapnaaaap come oooon! This is ridiculous!" Sapnap only smirked in response, skittering his nails along the tops of his pale feet when he looked away or closed his eyes. Sapnap stopped pulling his socks just before they were fully off, leaving just his toes covered. George felt him tracing the shape and wrinkles of his squirming feet with the pads of his index fingers. It was so light and barely there George was in a puddle of inconsolable giggles. His fingerpads slid up to just under the socks causing George to instinctively curl his toes. Sapnap blew a stream of air against his arch, startling him to uncurl. Letting Sapnap slide his socks the rest of the way off to now trace each toe, earning himself a warning scratch if his curled them. George couldn’t tell if him not talking was better or worse.

"Sahahapnahap! I'm sohohohorry ohohohokay! Plehehease!" Sapnap then skittered his fingers up his legs all the way up to his neck.

"So what are you saying to me giggles~?"

"I gehehehet ihihit! Thihihis ihihihis unbehehearahahable! Plehehease!" Sapnap took pity on George, he knew he was too worked up for a proper wrecking so he just squeezed his knees and skittered his fingers on both the tops and bottoms of his feet, leaving his toes alone for now.

"What do you say~?" Don't test him don't test him don't test him.

"THAHAHAHANK YOHOHOU!" Sapnap gave him a quick rib prod before stopping, going back to massaging his feet, watching George catch his breathe. He hummed softly when Sap moved up to rub some knots out of his lower back. He smiled at his work, George was hugging a pillow close, hair stuck to his forehead, face flushed fusha, and a permanent smile etched onto his face. After a minute or two Sapnap assumed he fell asleep so he made a move to get up, only to get his sleeve caught by a very sleepy George.

"Where you go'in?" His speech slurred with sleep, his eyes wouldn't open but he lightly tugged his hoodie sleeve. Sapnap gently climbed in next to him, pulling off his teddy bear hat.

"Nowhere." George completely forgot the pillow in favor of practically climbing on top of Sapnap, tucking himself under his chin and holding tight. Sapnap sent a picture to Dream while carding through the sleeping boys hair, smiling at the playful jealous texts he received, watching how right after he called them adorable and said he loved them.

#lee!georgenotfound #lee!george #ler!sapnap #augtickletober2023 #mcyt tickle fic #mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle #sleepy's fics

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simslegacy5083 · 3 months

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NSB (Straud Legacy) Gen 9

Today's (7/11/2024) Episode: Date Night

After Noemi and Luigi returned from the hospital, they worked hard to turn their loving words into the bright future they wanted.

Luigi carved out blocks of free time to spend with his fiancée and newborn son while still managing to push forward his gaming career.

When he was busy with work Valentina started coming over to keep Noemi company. Peachy had no plans to retire but she’d quit working some time ago and was excited to spend more time with her newest grandbaby. With her help Noemi had time to go to therapy and finish the freelance programming job she had picked up before Skye was born, much to the relief of a class of high school thespians.

The next time Luigi had a whole evening off he managed to push past his unromantic impulses to make arrangements for a date night with his girl.

He talked Peachy into taking a night off himself and coming over to watch Skye with Valentina. With the much-needed break thus arranged for his hardworking housewife, he told her about discovering a beautiful spa nearby and the couples massage that awaited them there.

After making sure the grandparents had everything they needed, the pair got dressed up and headed out, excited for some carefree couple's time.

Their massages didn't disappoint! Under the strong and experienced hands of the masseuses, the tension knots in their bodies melted away slowly, one deliciously agonizing rub at a time. Between the pregnancy and her recovery, Noemi hadn't felt so relaxed or at peace in her skin in a long time.

She made sure Luigi understood the depths of her appreciation as they prepared to head over to the nearby pool for a late-night swim.

Luigi was happily leading them towards a pair of unclaimed lounge chairs when Noemi began to feel sweaty and light-headed. She slowed down to catch her breath, the world seeming to dim around her as she watched Lu sit down and turn back her way. He looked oddly concerned.

“I don’t feel so good” she said slowly, as Luigi and the chairs suddenly started sliding up and out of her narrowing field of vision.

The mother of Luigi’s child fell to the ground unconscious, her skin glistening with sweat, a pool of blood slowly spreading underneath her.

Terrified, Luigi sprinted to her side, kneeling and calling out her name. She didn’t stir, once again unresponsive to him, but for a very different reason.

He ignored the blood that quickly soaked through his shirt as he pulled her into his arms and staggered upright.

Cursing silently to himself, he ran as fast as he could towards the exit and the teleporter that would take them to the hospital.

🎶how do I live without you? I want to know. How do I breathe without you? If you ever go…🎶

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loosesodamarble · 5 months

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Some quick Mother's Day thoughts involving my next gen ocs...

Lolopechka with Maris, Neave, and Petrus

Maris spends the most time with Lolopechka as she's the future queen of Heart. Lots of their time is spent with lessons on magic and ruling.

On Mother's Day, Maris and Lolo simply sit down and picnic together. No talk of queenly duties or magic.

Neave gushes about her friends abroad and Lolopechka remarks on them with her memories of befriending Noelle, Mimosa, and Nero.

Petrus and Lolopechka actually have a garden together since Earth and Water Magic work well for growing plants.

Mother's Day is when they pick a bunch of flowers and put together bouquets for the citizens. Petrus always keeps some extra to make fill a vase for Lolopechka.

Dorothy with Winifred

Winifred is Dorothy's adopted daughter. Dorothy never really cared to figure out where Winifred came from and just loves her kid.

On Mother's Day, Dorothy and Winifred play a fun game of tag while using their magic.

Dorothy is the undefeated Magic Tag champion.

Winifred puts on a one-woman play using her Illusion Magic, retelling stories she's heard from Dorothy, but with the worst accuracy possible.

Dorothy has a magic tool to record the performances and she's shared some with her friends.

Dorothy's favorite performance is Winifred's retelling of Nozel and Helia's wedding. It's so inaccurate (in the sense that Winifred depicts it going much more smoothly) that Nozel is frankly offended.

Mereoleona with Leoray

Mereo and Ray go on a hunting trip together!

Ray still can't kill as many beasts as Mereo can but she doesn't get discouraged because Mereo's encouragement is always in her ear.

"You've got more fire than that!" "Knock another one down! You have it in you!" "You've got this! You've got it right!"

Mereo's favorite hunting trip was the year Ray tried to eat raw meat the way Mereo did. And Mereo had to perform the Heimlich since Mereo could use her magic to cook the meat as she swallowed but Ray had no such ability.

Mother's Day is the only day Leoray gets a chance to brush her mom's hair. Mereo is usually fine as it is, but she admits that the hair brushing is a nice way to bond. Even if it doesn't take that long with Mereo's short cut.

Holly (oc) with Eirlys and Ferro

Eirlys and Holly read a book of poems dedicated to motherhood together.

Eirlys's favorite poem from the book describes motherhood like an embrace, warm and inviting and so comfortable. But something that will have to let go eventually.

Holly's favorite poem is a mother's perspective seeing her daughter become different from the mother herself.

Ferro gives Holly ice figurines each year. They become more refined and detailed with each year. Holly keeps all the figures in a magic cabinet so they don't melt.

After many years, Ferro recreates the cake topper used at Holly and Solid's wedding and it becomes Holly's favorite. Solid would see it and wonder where Ferro learned of the cake topper.

Holly thinks Ferro would make for a lovely sculptor if he wasn't so dead set on becoming a Magic Knight like Solid.

Nebra with Skylar and Elana

Once they're old enough, Skylar and Elana research and scout cities throughout the kingdom to take their mom out for a day out on Mother's Day.

They book an appointment with a masseuse. Reserve a spot for lunch or dinner. Find a local play or music performance.

The twins will dote on their momma as thanks for her efforts to raise them as a singe mother (with resources she got as a royal... regardless).

Skylar also presents Nebra with a series of fake suitor profiles. He remembered Nebra trying to date back in the day before deciding to focus on herself and her twins. The fake suitors give Nebra a laugh.

Elana tells Nebra about the crazy Magic Knight missions she hears from working in the Magic Investigation Bureau. Nebra forever claims that Elana still hasn't found a story more interesting than what she's experienced.

Kathline (oc) with Daniel and Jill

Simply put, Daniel and Jill help Kathline chop down trees and cut wood in preparation for Kathline to turn it all into furniture.

Their attributes are well suited to that job after all.

Daniel shows some of his creative flair by using his Steel Magic to make wood carvings (which aren't as good as his metal sculptures).

Jill shows off how many trees she can cut through at once.

"Still not as impressive as your dad carving a new canyon into the landmass," Kathline teases.

Jill goes to bite her mom's head off but is put in her place very quickly.

Ichika with Kai'ichi, Shigehiro, and Moriko

Ichika doesn't expect the kids to do much on Mother's Day. It was a recent cultural trend borrowed from Clover Kingdom.

And usually, the kids don't treat it like anything special. Until the year when Shigehiro is fifteen. The kids come together and present Ichika with a box.

Inside in a beautiful kimono ensemble. Hair accessory, matching fan and parasol, the works.

Apparently, the kids found the photo that Ichika had hidden away which showed her wearing a similar ensemble alongside her husband. Her wedding photo.

The kids wanted her to have something that would make her feel as beautiful as she did when she got married. And remind her of the happiness she felt with her husband.

Ichika didn't shed tears. Not in front of the kids. She hugged them real tight before sending them on their way. And she cried over the kimono on her lonesome.

Finesse with Caelum and Raphael

Because Cal and Raph don't live with Finesse, Mother's Day is basically sacred time with their bio mom.

Caelum will bring his mom a gift basket of all sort of trinkets and goodies that she'd enjoy.

Leaves from far off lands that he's visited. Recipe cards to give to Finesse's kitchen staff. New bookmarks and books to use them with.

I'm gonna say Raphael plays an instrument. Perhaps a harp. And he plays Finesse whatever song he's learned recently.

The boys argue over who gets to brush their mom's hair before the three of them take a stroll through town.

Finesse would tell them that one can brush her hair while the other picks out the hair accessory she wears.

Vanessa with Cynthia

Vanessa wasn't comfortable with Mother's Day at first, given her own maternal relationship.

But she came around to it after all her friends reassured her that it was okay to celebrate her motherhood because she was a good parent.

Cynthia is an artist. She tries every kind of art and craft. So Vanessa has a collection of different crafted items from many Mother's Days (and other occasions).

Vanessa loves each and every gift she's been given. She knows it's not the point, but she feels like she's deservedly earned the things Cynth gives her.

One year, Cynthia held Vanessa's face between her hands, locked eyes with her, and said "you're the best mom I could've ever hoped for. I love the mom that you are for me."

It made Vanessa happy cry for well over an hour.

Charlotte with Saki, Ann, and Kenzou

Saki would of course gift Charlotte a bouquet made from the flowers she grows in her garden/at her flower shop.

She avoids including roses since Charlotte grows the most beautiful roses in the kingdom, according to Saki.

Ann isn't good with physical gifts. She collects memorabilia from her adventures (later missions when she's a MK) and then brings them to Char to tell the stories behind each trinket.

When Ann gets her grimoire, she asks to battle Char each Mother's day so she can improve her magic in hopes that her Briar Magic becomes just as strong as her mom's

Kenzou (once he's grown enough to do so) takes Charlotte on a little mother-son outing.

They go to a cafe and catch up on life events. They go social dancing and Charlotte has to lead Kenzou along since he has two left feet.

Grey with Silver and Clara

Silver and Clara become Grey's happy little helpers on Mother's Day.

Clara asks if there's any nooks and crannies that she can clean for Grey.

Silver carries the bags on a grocery/general shopping run.

He'll help push furniture if Grey wants to rearrange a room. He reaches high shelves for her (even when Grey points out she could transform into someone taller to reach).

When they were younger, they were pretty clumsy and something always broke!

As they grow older, they get better and learn to do more to help. Cleaning the bathroom. Washing dishes. Making breakfast and bringing it to Grey in bed.

Silver isn't as tall or strong as his dad but he'd also carry Grey if she's feeling particularly exhausted.

Noelle with Aimee, Naru, and Filomina

Beach day with Mama Noelle!

Naru is showing off how well he can swim! He's a born natural and the girls joke that Naru isn't just a Water Mage but water itself!

Naru and Noelle like to have swimming races. Naru says that he always lets Mama win because it's Mother's Day. But really, he just can't compete with Noelle's grown up speed.

Aimee and Filomina can swim too, but they like what they can do on the shore a little more.

Aimee builds (very lumpy) sandcastles and Noelle helps with the moat and getting water in there.

She also tries to draw Noelle's portrait in the sand and as ugly as Aimee draws every time, Noelle adores it and says she's never been drawn so beautifully.

Filomina is a beach comber. She finds shells and sea glass and crabs and coins. She brings her spoils to her family and Noelle gets first pick of treasure.

Filomina once tried digging for buries treasure and stumbled upon a sea turtle nest instead. Noelle found it very cute but also helped Filomina hide the nest again to protect the unhatched eggs.

Helia (oc) with Aecor, Fleuriana, Chalivas, and Soleil

While Fleur and Soleil are the main performers of the family, all four kids participate in putting on a special Mother's Day show.

Soleil plans everything out, given he's always been fascinated by showmanship. Their older siblings follow his lead.

Fleur likes to improvise, to her siblings' frustration and Helia's delight.

Chalivas tends to steal the show, using his Mercury Magic to make mercury puppets to convey a story more easily.

The siblings' attributes synergize well and as much as they argue at times, they always put on a successful performance on Mother's Day.

Helia runs up to her babies and kisses them all over their faces. She's so proud and every year exclaims that the current year's show was the best.

Josele (oc) with Sterling, Dawn, Dusk, Sirius, Merel, and Vivian

Sterling does a divination session for Josele as a Mother's Day gift. Thanks to Josele's life becoming more stable later in life, Sterling's divinations mostly reaffirm the happy and peaceful life Josele has achieved.

Sterling has also used her Remnant Magic to help Josele recover some memories that she lost or became faded over time.

Dawn and Dusk put their musical skills together to perform a song for Josele.

One year, Dawn wanted to perform the love song that Nacht tends to sing to Josele only for Dusk to scold her and say that stays between their parents.

Sirius, once he has his grimoire and is better trained in his magic, brings Josele into his Dreamscape spell and lets her spend a bit of time with a Dream Magic recreation of Morgen.

Sirius disappears into the edges of his spell and lets his mother have a moment. He feels conflicted about it but still does it because Josele looks so renewed when it happens.

Merel and Josele tend to go on nature hikes, picking wild flowers and foraging for wild fruits and greens.

Vivian returns home from her far off journeys for Mother's Day and recounts her adventures to Josele. Vivian also shows Josele her new spells, the emotions and elements that have become connected to her.

The day concludes with Josele and the children all working together to make a grand feast.

Josele with Albert, Varg, Iris, Valerian, Friedrich, Sable, Blanche, and Isolde (AU)

Similar to Silver and Grey, the Morgsele kids are extra helpful on Mother's Day. Josele deserves to take it easy one day after spending the majority of her days raising eight children.

Albert leads the team and is the one to assign each sibling their tasks of the day.

Albert tends to give himself the task of bringing Josele breakfast in bed. He is the best cook of the siblings and he wants mom's day to start well. This means he also oversees lunch and dinner.

Once Varg tried to lock Josele in her room so she couldn't even try to be something other than relax. I say "try" because Josele kicked down the door to get out.

Varg is usually stuck with dusting down the house because his attitude makes it hard for his siblings to trust him with other tasks.

Iris has the best taste in gifts and so he is the one to procure a physical gift. His gifts have ranged from a personally compiled book of poems and short stories about mothers to a magnificent painted portrait depicting Josele in a heroic pose.

Valerian goes to get Josele's weapons tuned up at her preferred shop. And he's the one to do the grocery run for lunch and dinner.

Friedrich has an eye for aesthetics so he refreshes decorations around the house. New flowers are put in vases. Curtains and tablecloths and curtains are changed out. He even moves around any statuettes or paintings to keep the interior looking a little fresh.

Sable polishes every possible surface in the household. From the windows to stone surfaces to varnished wood. She brings everything to a shine.

Blanche is the team's time manager while also doing the more undesirable cleaning, like the bathroom, and trash collecting. Heaven forbid she actually touch anything though. She uses appendages made of magic to handle most of it.

Isolde, as the baby of the family, doesn't get to do much at first. At first, she has to tag along with someone else and help them. But when she picks up sewing, she takes up the task of mending clothes in addition to doing laundry.

Josele gets to sit down with each kid at some point throughout the day to chat with them about what's going on in their lives. She wants to hear all about what her kids are up to after all, and give any advice that they might need.

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