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[bloxpen]

Yo dawg, is it chill if I request a Survior!reader x shedletsky (forsaken) thingy? Can either be headcanons or a short story(ANGST if possible)

Reader tends to keep to themselves and sometimes lashes out. They also sometimes finds Shedletsky annoying.

sure thing! thanks for the request B) hope you like! i'm so rusty, this is the first thing i've written in forever, LOL.

forsaken!shedletsky x reader (who keeps to themself & find him kinda annoying) headcanons

note: reader is written to be gender neutral/of unspecified gender

content warnings: n/a, i think, but brief mention of reader lashing out at him that's sorted out pretty quickly

i think his immediate reaction to a somewhat introverted reader is "you know, i think they just need to meet the right person to help them get out of their shell!"

you are absolutely no exception. he takes your irritation as a challenge, almost

especially considering the circumstance, he sees it to be his responsibility to try to "help" you. because he's convinced that you have a problem (struggles to understand that you're just not inclined to be social), and worries about how it affects not just you, but the survivor team as a whole

in the downtime between rounds, at the cabin, he goes out of his way to seek you out wherever you are

trying to sit by yourself in the corner? well, shedletsky's here now!

oh, trying to sit outside by yourself? wow, what a surprise, shedletsky just so happened to be checking out behind the cabin by total coincidence! (/sarcasm)

he's kind of convinced you don't actually find him annoying, more so you're putting up a front to try to push him away

after a particularly bad round, you try to find some time for yourself to just sit and think out behind the cabin, lamely picking at the grass and pulling it out of the ground

and — like a dog, almost — he comes and seeks you out

he opens his mouth to make a stupid quip (because he always does, because he's shedletsky, and he always has to lighten the mood and can't just let things be)

but you beat him to the punch

you snip at him and tell him, straight to his face, that sometimes you think he's the most annoying man to have ever walked robloxia

okay. wow. ouch

he instantly recoils and just kind of stares at you. you can practically see the cogs turning in his head

his ego immediately clashes with his concern, and for once he's not really sure what to say, so he just kind of.. stares at you. quietly

you've snapped at him before, sure, but never like that. never so viscerally

his shock kind of startles you out if your fit of irritation. you immediately go to apologize; that you just aren't doing well, and you didn't mean to lash at him like that

but before you can say anything he walks closer, and takes a seat on the ground next to you

"so i'm a bit much sometimes?" he asks, a note of concern to his voice, looking up at the stars.

you give a small nod.

and shedletsky just nods in kind. "y'know, i guess i can try to tone it down a bit." he looks at you from the corner of his eye, a smile finding its way onto his face. "if it's you, i mean."

[moon-ttokki-x]

what if the 9th member of skz was having a terrible day and just feeling off, like nothing is going well? then, during dance practice she can't focus and can't get the moves right, so the members, stressed, tired and overworked snap at her and say hurtful things. in the heat of the moment she gets emotional and runs off, but later she's hurt, but very understanding and chill. in the end, please make it fluffy. (please leave the reader's age a mystery)

i swear i've seen another fic like this request but maybe it was just a fever dream . anyways . . .

soft landing - (ot8!skz x distressed!reader)

pairing: ot8!skz x distressed!reader

summary: you've all been stretched thin by the latest comeback, and skz catches you on a bad day.

genre: idol!au, reader's age and place in the group is unspecified, ngl skz are pretty mean in this one, mentions of eating and drinking, mentions of blood, bruises, throwing up, feeling dizzy, depression, burnout, exhaustion, reader just really needs a hug tbh

a/n: back in my inconsolably angsty fic writing era

skz masterlist

It was one of those days; the type where you woke up and just knew somehow that things were going to go wrong.

You felt sluggish. Bleary. Dull.

You almost slipped out of bed, your alarm ringing so loudly you were sure you'd woken all of Seoul.

Then, you'd hit your hand on the bedside table trying to turn it off, and then dropped your toothbrush on your foot when you entered the bathroom.

Breakfast had been a fiasco; you'd lost motivation in trying to cook something before practice. Half an Oreo was enough until lunch time, right?

Huffing, you stab the elevator button with a finger, readjusting the bag on your shoulder. Glancing across at the small strip of reflective metal above the button selection, you smooth out your ruffled hair before waiting for the doors to open.

You only just made it to the studio in time; Changbin turns around with a sigh as you whirl around and pull the door shut.

"Took you long enough," he says. "Go sing your lines."

You know he didn't mean to sound angry or irritated; everyone had been stretched thin lately, and you knew he was just tired.

The new comeback was taking a toll on everyone, including Chan (who was sitting at the mixing table and clearly hadn't slept in a week), and Jisung, who was fast asleep on the couch, an arm thrown over his head. His song lyrics glow on his phone, rising and falling on his stomach in tandem with his soft, slow breathing.

Sighing, you drop your belongings on the floor, startling Jisung awake, and shut the door of the recording booth behind yourself. Slipping on the headphones, you wait for the beat before singing several of your lines.

Chan looks at you strangely through the glass. His eyes were dark and baggy. "Try again, Y/n."

Even hearing him say that made you feel like a failure. He hadn't said anything wrong; just told you to rerecord your part. A little bubble of sadness rises in your stomach and you shove it down, clamped a lid on it.

This was no time to be dramatic, let alone succumb to the desperate tiredness pulling you down into the dark depths of your mind. Shaking your head and swallowing thickly, you sing again, and this time, Chan nods before scribbling down a few notes in his pad.

You leave the recording booth and sat quietly on the couch next to Jisung, who clearly hasn't forgiven you for waking him up. He huffs and shuffles away from you, pressing himself up against the other side of the couch.

Normally, the petty gesture would have made you laugh, scoot across the couch, poke his cheek or make fun of his childish act. But you just don't have it in you to be enthusiastic, or even move without reason.

And though you know he doesn't mean it, that he isn't trying to be genuinely hurtful, it strangely pulls at your heartstrings and makes your spirits sink. The world is covered in a permanent grey filter, blocking out all life and colour and joy.

Oh. Okay.

You spend the rest of the producing session with your knees tucked to your chest, nodding when Changbin or Chan calls out a note for everyone to remember, but mainly sitting quietly and trying to ignore the awful feeling in your chest.

Your stomach hurts; it aches deep down in the middle, and you feel sick. Not throw-up sick; more sad, lonely, too-tired, joy-deprived sick.

You barely register 3RACHA packing up their equipment and heading to the dance studio; your body moves on autopilot, as if someone's puppeteering you, and follow them down the hall. Everything feels muted; your body feels alien, like you don't really belong in it.

Floating...

You don't even remember what's happening before the blast of music brings you back down to earth, along with the sounds of heavy panting and shoes squeaking on the polished wooden floor.

The boys are already moving into position, Seungmin moving to the front for his part.

You stumble and Felix gives you a look, but you manage to somehow catch yourself and keep dancing. But trying to keep up with the boys is like running through water. Slow, sluggish, impossible.

Their moves look so smooth and practiced; you feel like a child that's wandered into the studio and been forced to dance. You know the choreo, of course you do.

You could never forget it, not with the countless hours of practicing it, but it's like your body and mind are disconnected, and your limbs just aren't doing what you want them to. You stumble into Hyunjin during formation and ungracefully take him down to the floor with you.

"Oof-"

There's several groans and whines, and a few voiced concerns. The music turns off.

You hear a groan above you; Hyunjin has taken the brunt of the fall, your head pillowed on his stomach. He whines and sits up, and you roll off while rubbing your wrist. It aches, and the sudden, heart-dropping pain is making it hard to breathe. You fight the urge to whimper.

"Sorry, Hyune," you whisper to him. "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"It's fine," he grunts, standing up and brushing himself off. He stalks back to position and gives you a pointed look. Everyone is staring, and the music rewinds several seconds, so you meekly heave yourself up and do the same.

Your wrist is really throbbing now, and you hiss before blinking black dots and tears out of your vision. This isn't the time to be weak. The comeback is soon, and all your group members seem to be doing fine; there's no reason you can't do the same.

Get a grip, you tell yourself harshly.

But the self-chiding doesn't work; it only brings with it a certain sort of desperation, the type that preludes your body giving up, and your mind following. You're exhausted. And you kick yourself, because it's past lunch time and you didn't eat, didn't even notice the time pass.

You haven't ingested anything all day, or done anything productive apart from sing your lines, but your body is screaming for rest like you've just run a marathon. You're running on fumes.

You feel absolutely pathetic, but you meanly shove it aside in favour of trying to keep up.

And you do, at least until your foot slips out from underneath you without warning, sending you to the floor with a dull thud. Pain explodes in your side, lungs struggling to take in air.

This time, you can hear the exasperated groans of "Y/n, come on," and "Are you serious?", but you don't even register it, rolling onto your side in the hopes of sucking at least some air into your lungs. You gulp and exhale sharply, on the verge of laying back down and sobbing. On the edge of giving up entirely and starting a new life on the studio floor.

No one reaches out to help.

You expect to see a hand reaching to yours, someone's sneakers as they lean down, a soothing hand on your back, maybe, but it doesn't come. Not even from Chan.

What you do hear is a harsh "Can you stop being so dramatic?" and a mean little laugh bubbling out of a member behind you.

Your vision blurs with tears, the skin of your sweaty cheek almost sticking to the floor in its wetness. Heaving yourself up slowly, and with such pain and difficulty you're convinced you've broken something, you keel over and gasp for air.

Nobody moves. The sound of it, or lack thereof, is horrible.

Your eyes stop blurring for just a moment, enough that you can see your reflection swaying in the mirror, the pale sheen and shakiness of your hands, and the stoic faces of your members.

"Y/n, can you at least try to keep up?" Minho huffs, stressed, hands on hips. "We've got a performance in two days and you can't even get past the first half of the choreo-"

"Shut the fuck up," you snap venomously.

Silence.

Everyone's faces are contorted in shock; you're sure you would have looked the same way, had you not currently been feeling so sick. You've surprised even yourself; the comment burst out of you like a sharp needle suddenly and forcefully piercing a stiff piece of fabric.

Minho looks like he's about to retaliate, no doubt with a severe reply of his own, but it's interrupted by Chan's voice descending like rumbling thunder over the studio.

"Y/n, we don't have time for this," he shouts. "Take five minutes, and then we'll restart. Just try harder, okay? You're bringing the group down-"

"Maybe," you cry out at him, hot tears spilling down your cheeks, "If you think I'm bringing the group down, I should just fucking leave!"

You shove past Jeongin and Hyunjin before fleeing out of the studio and down the corridor, leaving the rest of the group standing in stunned silence.

Minho sighs and rubs the bridge of his nose.

.

You don't go far; you drag your feet to the end of a corridor and enter an unused vocal room.

A classic piano and several guitars on the wall sport a thin coat of dust, and you stir more of it up as you collapse against the wall. The sun is in your eyes and you can see the dust floating about you, but you just don't have the energy to care.

Thoughts race in your head.

You're bringing the group down...

The comeback is soon and you're not ready.

Stop being so dramatic!

Just try harder. Everyone else is fine-

So why aren't you?

Sniffling, you pull back your sleeve and turn your wrist over. There's already a nasty purple bruise forming on the bone of your wrist, and it hurts to move back and forth. You feel dizzy from all of the gasping, and the sound of static surrounds your being as you try and rid your lungs of the winded feeling.

It's still hard to gulp in a full breath of air; you must have fallen really hard, and your side is definitely tender and bruised. Part of you wants to take your shirt off and inspect the damage, but you just sit and stare unseeingly out the window. Everything turns into doubles and triples as you let your eyes unfocus.

Two Jeongins suddenly poke their head quietly into the room.

No, wait, just one. One.

"Hi," he says quietly, almost a whisper. Guilt coats his expression.

You just blink tiredly, sniffing as he trails inside. He sneezes once from the dust, and you don't even jump. Or smile like you usually do at the fox-like way he sniffs and rubs his nose.

He sits down a respectful distance from you, clearly aware of the rapid, panicked rising and falling of your chest, and the sweat sheening your forehead. "Are you okay?"

You feel more hot tears stream down your cheeks like little paths of lava. You open your mouth to form a word, but no sound comes out.

"Y/n," he says sorrowfully. "I'm really sorry."

Minho's voice fills the air. "So are we."

Both of you turn just as Hyunjin, Seungmin, and Felix trail into the room, followed by the rest of the members. Minho moves to sit by your side and you stubbornly look away, not ready to face him just yet.

"We shouldn't have snapped at you the way we did," Felix says quietly. The rest of the members nod their heads, murmuring in agreement. "You were having a rough day, and we should have noticed."

"It's okay," you say, so quiet you can't even hear it. But they do.

"No, it's not," Hyunjin says firmly. "In times like this, we should be supporting each other, not tearing each other down."

"Hyune-"

"We've all been stretched thin because of the comeback, Y/n," Changbin says quietly. "We know you have been, too. But Hyunjin's right. We should be kinder to each other because of it, no matter if we get tired or stressed or upset."

You swallow, throat dry and itchy. The saliva does nothing to soothe it. "I messed up the choreography."

Chan tilts his head softly, voice gentle and sad. "And we messed up your day."

Minho touches your hand lightly, expression uncharacteristically soft. "You forgive us?"

You nod, not having the energy to be upset. You just want to go home and rest. Eat something. Feel better again, feel real again.

He sighs quietly, relieved but still worried. "You got hurt and we didn't help. Is it bad?"

You chuckle, voice cracking as your eyes well up. "Nah."

Chan strokes a strand of damp hair out of your eyes. "I'm so truly sorry, Y/n. I didn't mean it when I said that you're bringing the group down. It was so hurtful of me to say-"

"Yeah, Chan-hyung," Jeongin chides him. "You're mean."

The rest of the members eagerly agree and interrupt with their own little lectures, Jisung even going so far to bravely snatch his leader's black cap off of his head. It makes you crack a tiny smile.

"Alright, guys, enough," Chan says meekly. "Let's get you home, Y/n. You need a good rest. I think we all do."

"Group hug, everyone," Felix says, clapping his hands suddenly. "No one's leaving 'til all has been fixed and forgiven."

"Yes!" Hyunjin claps his hands. "Group hug. You too, Seungmin-"

"No- Hmphff-"

You exhale with a small smile as you're piled upon. Closing your eyes, you let yourself be held, let the day's events wash off you like soapy suds. You've been suspended in the air all day by tangled ropes, ones that fray and snap and threaten to drop you plummeting to earth, but when you finally fall, you find that you're not afraid.

And for the first time in a while, falling doesn't hurt.

It's a soft, sure landing.

a/n: i want to nap so bad rn tbh

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[softxsuki]

Hellooo!! For your valentines letter event, can I please request Sabo, one piece, with fem!reader? Any pet name is okay except for baby/bae/babe etc. As for the relationship I just want it to be mutual pining where the reader is a pirate (straw hats or unspecified, i don't mind) and because he is in the revolutionary army, it's not often they see eachother. For the tone it's comfort from being so far away and adoration, he's just too afraid to actually confess when he can't physically be with reader. I'd prefer angst with comfort :). Location is long distance. Other info: they've known each other since they were children, and Sabo has just always had feelings for reader + she has always had feelings for him too, which they always got teased for by Ace and Luffy🙈 I hope this is specific enough! Thank you so much in advance!!! I'm gonna be giggling and kicking my feet as I wait in patience 🫡

Adoring Letter from Sabo to His Crush

This event is now CLOSED, but you can view the masterlist for the other letters here.

| Pairing: Sabo x Fem!Reader| Genre: angst | Post-Type: Letter | Word Count: 515 |

Warnings: long distance love, forbidden love??? Idk man

Note: HI! Fed my soul by requesting something for one piece, thank you! I took this as him not directly confessing to her, but kinda hinting at it…hopefully I got that right, bc girl I would have made Y/N jump into a row boat and row her way to Sabo’s side if he actually confessed heheh.

It was a beautiful day on the Thousand Sunny, the sun was shining, the waves were calm, and the crew was absorbed in their own activities for the day.

You glanced out at the waves, leaning your head on the deck rails, sighing. You missed Sabo…

“Y/N, you have a letter from Sabo, he had one of the news coo birds drop it off,” Nami grins, a knowing smirk on her face. “Perhaps a love letter~?” She teases. 

Of course she knew how you felt about the second in command of the Revolutionary Army.

“Stop it…it’s not like that,” you grumble, taking the envelope from her.

Though the mention of Sabo makes Luffy’s ears raise and he runs over in excitement.

“A letter from Sabo! I wanna read it too! Y/N let me read it!!” He whines, his rubber arms stretching out towards you, in which you gently push them away.

“No…he wrote this for me,” you could feel your cheeks reddening, as Luffy and Nami began teasing you again.

It takes a while to shoo them away, going back to your shared cabin with Nami and Robin which was thankfully empty as you open the letter to begin reading it;

Y/N,

Hey lovely. Hope Luffy and the rest of the crew are doing a great job taking care of you over there. Can’t have you getting hurt now can we? 

Since we reunited a few months ago, I couldn’t help but think of you and miss you…though I shouldn’t. 

You’re great, you know that? Beautiful, caring, hilarious, I realized in that moment, when all my memories came back to me how much I missed those moments. How much I missed you. So many years have passed, all time I missed without you, and yet…distance continues to grow between us even now that you’re in my mind. 

I want- no…i can’t. I hope one day things are different. When this world is safe again, when my job here is over. But I can’t ask you to wait for me, just know that you’re in my heart. Always. No matter how much ocean lies between us, you’ll always have my heart. So be happy and be free, and know that I’ll always be here to support you.

Yours,

Sabo.

The letter was short, but weighed heavily on your heart. 

Idiot, you thought to yourself.

As if you could just forget him and move on. You’d wait for him for as long as you’d need to. At least now you knew he felt something towards you, yet pushed you away just because he couldn’t be by your side. How stupid. 

“I’d rather call you mine, then not be yours, despite the distance. It’s not like we’ll never see each other again,” you huff to yourself, getting a pen and paper ready. 

Maybe this letter will get lost at sea, or hopefully it’ll make its way back to Sabo. You hold his letter to your heart as you begin writing one yourself, pouring out your heart to the man it belonged to. It always belonged to him.

Posted: 2/14/2025

[filthyd0g]

Hi!! I’m a new writer on tumblr but I wanna make a few things clear on my page!

- I don’t condone anything that is racist, homophobic or transphobic, maga, or anything of the sort

-I ask you to be respectful in my comments and in my inbox

-you can ask me anything! I do any genre you can think of!

-I’m new to writing so pls be patient

-Unless requested otherwise all fics will be either unspecified gender or f!reader

-Skin color and body type will never be specified unless I’m asked to do so :)

-Didn’t think I’d ever need to say this but if you are into zoophilia or beastiality or js anything like that get the fuck off of my page right now😛

Fandoms I do:

-Eurovision

Käärijä

Joost

Tommy Cash

Baby Lasagna

Joker Out

-On My Block

-Riverdale

-The Peaky Blinders

-Tokio Hotel

-Sinners

Most of my fics will be Joostxreader

Looking forward to hearing from u guys and writing my first fic!

[ihavethedreamiesx]

Pool Boy (3) | Soobin [NSFW]

Choi Soobin - TXT

Rating: M (18+) MDNI

Word Count: ~4.4k >_>

Pairing: Soobin x AFAB!Reader

Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Porn with very little Plot

!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Small Age Difference (Unspecified, he calls her Noona), Pet Names (Sweet, Noona, etc.), Swearing, Kissing, Oral (F! and M! Receiving), Deepthroating/Face-Fucking, Spanking, Big Dick! Soobin, Cockbulge (slightly), Semi-Public Sex (at work but no one else is there), Unprotected Sex (Use a condom! She's on the pill)

Summary: Soobin finds you cleaning the bathroom after everyone leaves the pool at night then utterly destroys you in the best way possible.

Author's Note: This originally was going to be part of a really long series with a lot of plot, but it was taking too long and I was putting too much plot, more than I had initially planned. Because of that, I cut nearly all plot out and it's still four-thousands words of just fucking so…

Also…this was a dream I had…This whole series has been somewhat, but this is the only part that is straight from the dream, the others I got more specific because I don't remember the details as well as this.

Disclaimer: I do have the whole cock-bulge thing in this. I understand this could be a bit offensive to some who are on the heavier side (I am in that group as well). Sorry if this doesn't align with your body type, this is just a work of fiction.

P.S. Soobin is my bias~

None of the parts are reliant on the others, there is just a version for each boy.

-> Yeonjun <-

-> Taehyun <-

-> Hueningkai <-

-> Beomgyu <-

Revised (1/30/25)

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"Hey, why don't you come hang out with us?" A girl comes up to Soobin where he sits at the bar. She places her hand on his shoulder, and you notice he stiffens, and you watch closely to see what she’ll do next.

"No, sorry, I'm working." He tries to shrug her hand off, but she just wraps both around his bicep instead.

"You don't have to drink~" You glare at where she’s holding him. You have no right really to be jealous, you two are just friends who flirt…a lot.

"I’d really rather not." He’s being polite, but you can see he’s uncomfortable.

"Please?" She coos, batting her eyelashes and you roll your eyes. She catches it and scoffs.

"You should get that cough checked out." You shoot at her, and Soobin turns his head to cover his smirk. She sneers harder and you can tell she thinks she’s prettier than you just because her tits are nearly popping out of her bikini top, and she has her hair dyed blonde.

"What, you aren't his girlfriend?" The girl mocks, like she’d know that anyway.

"Why do you think that?"

"One of you would’ve said something."

"Well, unfortunately for you, tonight I’m the one getting railed by him and you aren’t.” you whisper to her, and she huffs in disbelief, offended.

"Oh yeah, you really think I believe that?" You aren’t sure if Soobin had heard your comment to her or not.

"She's not my girlfriend, but that's just for now." Soobin gives you a look, much more fire there than you’d seen in his eyes before. This tips her over the edge, and she storms away. You’re left to yourselves that time and you both chuckles.

"I get to rail you, huh?" His voice is confident, and his stare is sharp, it makes your cunt pulse.

"Oh, I uh…" You give him a coquettish look.

"If I get permission..." He smirks and you huff.

~

You continue to run the drink bar, and Soobin comes around to help at the snack bar and so you aren’t able to continue flirting much. As it’s getting to be time for people to leave, you hear a loud engine coming and see a bus come to pick up the group renting the pool that night.

"Did anyone throw up?" you ask a girl as she slumps into a chair at the bar.

"No, thank the Lord. Do we have to clean?"

"Not really. I'll check stuff over, but the professional cleaners come every Sunday, so they can do it." you tell her, and she sighs in relief. The rest of the workers do some basic cleanup, and you go to check the restrooms. They’re surprisingly clean, and you’re told the boys’ is clean as well. That’s even more shocking, but you’re grateful. The only thing you have noticed is in one of the private solo bathrooms, there’s some blood in the sink. Now that you see it you remember seeing a girl get a nosebleed, so you assume that’s the cause. Heading back into the shelter, you go to the back room to get some cleaner and wave as most of the employees leave for the night. As you’re cleaning, you leave the door propped open and you hear someone in the distance.

"I think she’s cleaning in one of the bathrooms!" They answers another person’s question and then you hear them louder as they pass the door.

"She's in this one!" A guy shouts and then you hear the gate open and close as he leaves. You assume he’s talking to Soobin since he’s the last one to leave. Not paying too much attention as you scrub and disinfect, the door slides all the way open and you hear the wooden door stop scramble across the tiled floor, the door then thumping shut. Out of your peripheral you see Soobin come up behind you in the mirror. You’re curious what he’s going to do. You slow your task down to give him more time and you glance up, eyes meeting through the reflection.

"What can I do?" he asks, and you know he isn’t trying to help clean.

"How about whatever you want, and I'll stop you if I don't agree?" You suggest turning the faucet on so you can rinse out the magic sponge you’re using. Soobin huffs in amusement, "Hope you can keep up. I don't get tired easily…" and you furrows your brow when he slink out of sight behind you.

You catch yourself on the counter in shock when you feel his big hands on your hips, his thumbs hooking into your belt loops.

"S-Soobin?"

"This okay?"

"Y-yes." You aren’t sure what he’s planning but you have an idea. Since your shorts are so tight and it’s so hot, you have foregone any underwear today.

"You smell good, noona." He mutters and you yelp when he buries his face into your denim covered cunt. You sigh when his tongue runs over the fabric and you’re sure that despite the thick material, you’re probably soaking through it. You then realize how that might look when he finds out…

"S-Soobin, I uh…" You hear him shuffle on the floor and he kisses your lower back above the hem of your shorts, your top rising up as you lean forward.

"Wearing panties?" He guesses; his tone amused.

"No…just shorts. It's because it's hot and they're tight-!"

"They're coming off." he announces and reaches around to unbutton your jeans, his nose burying back into your cunt. You whimper as he removes your shorts, and he sits back so he can pull them off your legs and you slip your sandals off as well.

"So wet, sweet girl." Soobin coos, his thumb stroking through your folds.

"Soobin~" You cry out, your fingers trying to dig into the hard countertop. You hear him chuckle and his other thumb comes up as well and he spreads your pussy open. Your face heats, embarrassed to be stared at like that. Your hips bump into the counter hard when you jolt forward, his tongue has flicked at your clit. Soobin groans and licks up from your still swollen clit to your quivering entrance and goes to town. His tongue is long like the rest of him, and it goes way farther into your cunt that you thought it would. You whine; his pace doesn’t allow you a second of reprieve.

"Ah!" You yelp, slamming your hand over your mouth when the noise echoes around the restroom. You know that no one else is there, but it was still loud. His arms wrap around your thighs, holding your soaking cunt to his face as he drinks from you. Grateful for his arms, your legs weak and quivering from his actions. Your moans increase in pitch as your orgasm gets closer and you fall over the edge as he fills you with his long finger and sucks hard on your clit.

"Fuck~!" You moan long and high as you cum, and he sucks up every drop that falls from your cunt. When your walls stop clenching his finger, he finally pulls away and you slump onto your arms on the counter, gasping for breath. You watch him in the mirror as he stands, licking your juices from his fingers like it’s ice cream that’s dripped onto his hand.

"You are so fucking delicious." He murmurs low and you gape at him over your shoulder. As you recover, you watch with rapt attention as he removes his gray striped t-shirt and lets it fall to the floor. He’s beautiful. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs. When you get to his red trunks, you see the tent his hard on is setting and you nearly choke. He’s hung like a damn horse, his friends were right, and you still haven't seen his dick out yet. Time slows down, and your mouth waters as you watch him finally remove his last garment.

"Oh, my, god." You moan and he huffs, a smug look on his face.

"Wanna taste?" he asks, and you nod aggressively. He tilts his head, and you scramble off the counter and onto your knees in front of him. Soobin thinks you look like a puppy begging for a treat.

"Well, come here then." He strokes his big hand over his big cock, and you scooch forward on your knees over the cool tile. With a whines, you lick the drop of precum from his tip and you whimper, taking the head in your mouth. He sighs at the feeling and your jaw hurts from the stretch, but fuck is it worth it. As you take him in deeper, he isn’t even halfway in your mouth when he hits the back of your throat. Swallowing a few times, you take him deeper, and his rumbling groan echoes off the tile walls. After his whole cock is buried in your throat, you gag a few times despite your practiced control. He’s going to split you in half. Beginning to move your head, you wrap your hand around the base so you can stroke over the part of him your mouth can’t hold. Every so often, you’ll swallow and let him cut your air off, your nose hitting his pelvis. The feeling of your breathing being restricted makes your head swim for several reasons and as you suck and lick over him, drool splatters on the floor and down your face. You look likes an absolute mess, and it’s driving him nuts. In your head you marvel at the fact that he’s lasting so long. If his stamina is already to this extent, you’re in for a long night. It’s to the point that your arm is getting tired from holding it up and your neck hurts too. You shoot him a look, and he grunts at that, and you feel his cock finally twitch.

"What is it, sweet girl? Want me to takes over?" He strokes your hair, and you nod, his cock still sitting in your mouth.

"Okay, sweet." He straightens up from where he’s leaning back into the wall, and you let your arm fall so you can steady yourself on the floor. Your pussy clenches around nothing, and his long fingers dig into your hair at the top of your braid.

"Hit my leg if you need me to stop. I'll go deep every five thrusts, 'kay?" He informs you and you nod. Was he planning this, thinking over how to do it? Fuck…

Preparing, you inhale deeply through your nose, and he snaps his hips. The fat head hitting the back your throat makes you gag, but your eyes roll back as you close them, reveling in the sensation. True to his word, he fills your throat every five thrusts then keeps going. Your breathing is harsh, not only from trying to take in enough air, but also getting extremely turned on. Your bare cunt is sliding over the puddle you’re leaving on the tile; the cold friction already getting you close.

"Fuck, (Y/N), I'm gonna cum," He whines, and you moan in response, and he makes a choking sound.

"Shit." He gasps, throwing his head back and he presses on your head, so he’s all the way in your mouth and cums. You swallow again and again, gagging slightly, it feels like his cock is a hose with how much hot, sticky cum he’s pumping down your throat. Tears slip down your cheeks, your vision blurring from lack of air, but your pussy is throbbing. Waves of pleasure crash through you as you cum all over the floor. Finally, as you’re getting lightheaded, he finally lets your head go and pulls out, and you suck in air harshly, a trail of drool and cum leaking down your face and onto your shirt. You thought at least his cock would have softened some, but no, he’s still standing proud before you, the same mix on your face dripping off his cock. You swallow one more time to get the rest down and he pants as you take your shirt off, then your bra, finally fully naked.

"You'll have to clean the floor," He smirks, nodding at the puddle you left as you stand up. You wobble some and he reaches forward to steady you and he leads you closer to him and he smiles down at you.

"You did so good, sweet girl." He nuzzles the top of your head, and you take the chance to run your fingers over his bare torso. Soobin's cock presses against your stomach and you both moan softly as you peer up at him with wide eyes.

"Where you wanna fuck me, Binnie?" Your voice wavers, higher than normal and with a slight whine to it. He wonders how far gone you are, how cock drunk, and how much farther you’ll go. He doesn’t particularly want to fuck you in the bathroom, he isn’t sure where to do so though. The thought of doing it on one of the lounge chairs around the pool sounds nice, but risky. The fence surrounding the pool is tall but more or less open for everyone to see through, even at the late hour. There’s the couch in the back office, but that would be hard to clean…Then he gets an idea.

"Come with me." He grabs your hand to lead you, and he peers around the doorway of the bathroom to make sure no one will see as you pass the entrance gate. You both dash into the shelter, and he tells you to stand and wait while he grabs some towels from the shelves. He lays five of them down over each other to make a much softer surface and it’ll make cleaning up easier as well.

"Over here, sweet." He motions you over and he softly pulls you down to him and he sits on the towels letting you sit on his lap, straddling him. Soobin's cock nestles against your ass, your hands on his shoulders, and you’re eye level with him like this. He places a quick kiss on your lips, and you realize he hadn’t kissed you yet. Whining, you bring his lips back to yours and it instantly gets deeper as your tongues meet. Pulling back shortly for air, you both dip back in, and his hands go to your hips to maneuver you. He has you prop yourself up higher, the head of his cock nestles into your dripping folds.

"Ready?" He asks and you nod, your kisses moving from his mouth to his jaw and down his neck. He presses on your waist, and you start to sink down on him, and you gasp. He sure is going to split you in half. You throw your head back at the sensation, despite cumming twice and dripping like a faucet, the stretch burns.

"Breathe." He coaches you, helping you take more even breaths as he fills you. Finally, his cock bumps your cervix, but there’s still nearly an inch of him left. You want him in you completely, to feel his groin touch your clit.

"M-more." You cry out and he grunts, wrapping his arms around you to hold you in place. Your breath hitches each time he pulls out slightly, each thrust getting him deeper just a bit more till he’s completely inside. You quiver, your cunt around his dick and your body in his arms. You yelp, clenching him when his hand goes to and presses on your lower stomach. He smirks and you look down at yourself to see a faint rounded outline under your belly button.

"You take me so well, sweet girl." He whispers in your ear, and you shiver again, his tongue running up the side of your throat and to your ear lobe where he sucks on your earring. In that position, you really don’t have the strength to move, the pleasure too intense for your mind to function too.

"I'll help you, sweet." He assures you and you whimper when he lays down, so his back is on the towels. He has you place your hands on his knees bent up behind you for leverage, then he shuffles some and gives you a look. You nod and his hips jump, thrusting him even deeper and you gasp. He watches in wonder as your head is thrown back, hair dangling down your back, chest heaving. Using his hips and arms to move you, he fucks up into you hard and you feel your orgasm already approaching. If you thought his tongue had wrecked you, his cock is worse. He isn’t rough, but his cock is just that big. What the hell had he been fed? Next time you’ll have to give Soobin his own day, you’re already kind of tired from working, now Soobin is blowing your back out on the floor. It gets to the point where you’re struggling to keep your volume controlled. Your whines and moans are getting louder, too loud. His hips stop and you nearly squeal, but he rolls you both over, so he’s on top, your legs hitched up over his hips. Leaning forward over you, so tall his collarbone is at your nose, he grabs a smaller towel that had fallen when he grabbed the bigger ones. Rolling it up quickly, he gives short thrusts, and has you open your mouth, and he puts the towel in to keep you quiet.

"Next time, we need to go somewhere where you can scream, but not here." He mutters and you whine around the terrycloth, but you agree. You never used to have trouble keeping quiet during sex, but your mind is gone, your self-control gone. After your mouth is handled, his hands press on your thighs to open your legs spread eagle, then he snaps his hips hard, and you cum again. Your cunt clenches him so tight; he has to slow down to maintain his rhythm, helping you ride it out. Your poor clit’s burning from overstimulation, your gummy walls fluttering still around him. Soobin groans, adjusting your legs again to get you into a mating press. His big hands surround your lower thighs, and you’re grateful for your flexibility as he easily forces your knees to your ears. He watches your head flop to the side, your eyes unfocused, mouth clenched on the towel, drool soaking in, tears flowing over your cheeks and sweat down your brow. You’re ruined and he revels in it. Yes, you’ve been railed before, but they hadn't fucked you stupid, not likes he is. There are no thoughts behind your eyes, and you can’t even form your mouth to say his name, let alone anything else.

"You like my cock, huh?" You nod in response.

"Want me to fill you back up? Pump you full?" You let out a long pitchy moan.

"You’re such a little slut for me, sweet. Just for me? Only for me…" He groans low as your pussy clenches him even tighter. His fingers bury into the flesh of your thighs, and you’re worried he’ll leave bruises. Oh well, you own a pair of capris.

"Want it, yeah?" Soobin grunts, his thrusts growing even harsher, but less consistent. If he cums inside of you as much as he did down your throat…

"Fuck!" He grunts and your stomach gets hot, the force of his cum coating your insides knocks you over the edge once again. The towel is a Godsend because you might have bitten your tongue otherwise, your head thrown back, nails digging into the towels.

"Fuck, sweet girl~" He whines, still filling you, drops of white slipping down your ass and onto the towel. You slump, boneless, the towel falling out of your mouth and rolling away till it lays flat. As your mind's haziness starts to fade, your cunt flutters…he’s still half hard.

"What... the fuck?" You gasp to yourself, trying to process the reality of the situation. You blink, trying to find your way back to the current realm of existence, he lets your legs down so they can rest at his sides.

"Noona? You too tired?" His voice is tinted with worry, but he really, really hopes you say no. You shake your head in the negative and he sighs.

"Let me turn over." Your voice is scratchy, but he acquiesces, pulling out. When he does, globs of cum drip out of you, the sensation is weird. To him, the sight is extremely arousing, and his cock is at full mast again. You roll over onto your stomach, letting your ass prop up into the air. Soobin exhales harshly and his giant cock presses to your pussy once again and he slips in easily. You grab the small towel from your side and bite down on it to quiet your own noises, his pace is immediately relentless. Soobin pulls his cock nearly all the way out, only the head being swallowed by your soaking folds before he buries deep again. Even though he’s in your cunt and not your throat, each thrust makes you feel like you can’t breathe and what looks like sparkles dot your vision.

"Ah, fuck!" You spit the towel out when he lands his hand on your ass, the skin erupting like fire. There’s a bright red spot on your cheek in the shape of his hand. The way you pulses around him at this makes him smirk, and he changes his pace to deep but hard thrusts, battering your cervix. His other hand smacks the other side, and you shove the towel back in your mouth so you can scream. How the fuck are you going to get home? You’re probably going to have to call your roommate.

"Oh, you’re so good for me, sweet~" He praises, and this makes you sob with pleasure.

"S-S-Soobin!" You manage to get his name out and he revels in the broken syllables leaving your drool covered lips. Another spank lands on your ass, in a different spot this time, leaving another red welt in its wake. The sound echoes through the shelter and your skin burns after a good six or seven swats.

"Okay, (Y/N), noona, I'm going to come again, 'kay? On your back…" He groans and with a last spank, you cum, and he takes the chance to pull out. After a few strokes, his hot cum splashed over the red skin on your ass, so hot it feels scalding. Your eyes close, tears flowing down and over your nose to land on the towel under your face. Finally, finally, his cock is softening, still covered in a mix of your essences. You’re a mess and he wants you no other way. While Taehyun might have a more dominating personality, Soobin is way more devious. He loves you beneath him, utterly spent. You slip in and out of consciousness as you hear him moving around the shelter. When he comes back to you and lifts you up to kneeling, you whimper, and he shushes you.

"It’s okay, noona, let’s get cleaned up." He holds you like a princess, kissing your forehead. He’s still just as naked, and he enters the back office you had left open and goes into the bathroom there. He lets you down softly, still holding you upright as he turns the shower on. He only makes it warm, you both need to cool down and he helps you rinse his seed off your skin. He coos at the red marks as you lean against the cold tile, still panting. You barely register as he gets you out of the shower and even dressed and you lay down on the couch in the office as he brings you your bag and phone. There’s only one notification on your phone, and he sees the time is nearly 11 pm. He winces, grabbing his own phone, and sending the guys a quick message as you wearily look at your own.

You good, fam?

Your roommate had messaged you and you shoot her a quick positive and debate whether to have her come get you or not. Shifting a bit to try and sit up, your entire body protests and so you cave and call her.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes…I need you to come pick me up." You mumble and you hear some shuffling on the other line.

"Are. You. Okay?"

"YES. I just…can't walk…or sit." You tell her and she laughs so hard you have to pull your phone away from your ear.

"Okay, shit, that's great. I'll get an Uber and drive your car back." She hangs up and your arm flops back down, your cell face down on your stomach.

"Sorry." Soobin mumbles next to you, sitting on the floor next to the couch.

"Don't. That was…" You sigh and he laughs.

"You warned me of your stamina but that was insane." You huff and he laughs again. You begin to drift off, and he reaches up, brushing some stray hairs from your face and stroking your still red cheek with the back of his finger.

"(Y/N)!" A voice he doesn’t recognize calls out and he goes to open the gate for your roommate and lets her into the shelter. She barely glances at him till she sees you lying on the couch, then turns to him. She balks, eyes wide and looks him up and down.

"Shit…" She swears and then goes to you and shakes you.

"You need help out to the car?" she asks, and you grunt a yes. Your roommate turns to Soobin, and he goes to you. You lift your arms up likes a child and he chuckles, lifting you into his arms once again and follows your roommate out to the car. She grabs your bag and his and makes sure the lights are turned off and locked as you leave. She’s worked there with you in the past and so knows what to do. You rest your head on his shoulder as he carries you across the parking lot and helps you sit in the passenger seat. You winces as your sore skin touches the seat and he apologizes. He kisses your forehead, which makes you whimper, and he shuts the door. Your roommate waves to him, and she pulls out before he starts to walk back to campus.

"Holy crap." She mutters and you let out a tired laugh.

"Yes."

Master-List

[jonquilyst]

Total Drama Sims: Season 2

That's right, baby! We're back. Is your teenaged sim bored and wanting something epic and awesome to do to spend their summer? Does your teenaged sim want a brush of fame and notoriety? Well, you've come to the right place. Total Drama Sims, the freshest, awesomest reality show on simblr, is back for a 2nd season, and I'm ready for you all to send 14 more teenagers to compete in crazy, wacky challenges (safety/lack of danger not guaranteed) in pursuit of the grand prize!

WHAT'S NEW THIS SEASON?

To keep things fresh, TDS2 will be set in a new location and will have new gameplay mechanics! TDS has claimed an abandoned film lot in Del Sol Valley because this season, our challenges will be based off of movie genres, just like the 2nd season of TDS's inspiration!

As for our new gameplay mechanics, TDS2 will be introducing a double elimination (two people are eliminated rather than one), a team swap elimination (someone is eliminated, but instead of leaving the game, the eliminated person joins the other team), and purge challenges (instead of a vote, the worst-performing contestant of a challenge is automatically eliminated) to mix things up and keep the game interesting!

I am primarily looking for people who did NOT participate last season, or their sim got out early. However, everyone may still participate! I just want as many people as possible to get a chance to have their sim play 💖 A lot of people were interested last time and unfortunately spots filled up so fast that some people weren't able to participate because of it (That being said, to promote transparency, I am now REQUIRING RESERVATIONS! That means if you want to participate, you MUST contact me before submitting your sim. You can do this by DM'ing me or sending an ask).

Read on for a refresher on what this competition is all about and UPDATED submission rules (so if you had a sim compete last season, make sure to read them again!)

THE GIST:

This competition is, obviously, based off of the Total Drama series (a show that’s near and dear to me), but you do not need any background knowledge of this show to participate! The show (and this competition) functions similarly to a Bachelor Challenge, where contestants will be routinely eliminated until there is a sole winner.

This competition will also focus on the contestants building relationships with each other (hence the drama part, which is bound to happen when you put 14 teenagers together!)

SUBMISSION RULES:

Reservations for spots are first-come-first-serve. If for any reason you'd like to give up your reservation, contact me ASAP so I can give that reservation to someone else!

Your sim must be a teen

If you had a sim compete last season, you may not resubmit that same sim. I'm looking for an all-new cast!

No occults; contestants must be human only (to prevent unfair advantages)

Contestants must not have high-level skills (they can have some level of skill but nothing above lvl 5; also to prevent unfair advantages)

Any amount and type of CC is fine, just make sure to include it when you send your sim over to me ^^

Only one outfit per category please

Must be okay with slight changes in sims' appearances (as I may use different mods/presets than you do)

Must be okay with me writing dialogue for your sims (for confessionals (example from last season here). I read all entries down to the word and will try my very best to keep everyone in their intended character)

Must be okay with the possibility of your sim entering romantic relationships with other sims (PLEASE SPECIFY THEIR SEXUALITY/ROMANTIC ORIENTATION. Sims with unspecified sexualities/romantic orientations will be assumed to be pan). Nothing NSFW will be shown or mentioned, as of course I'll be portraying minors, but please let me know if you don't want your sim to enter any romantic relationships!

Please give your sims a backstory. The more detailed the better. Describe what they're like, why they're competing on Total Drama Sims, etc.

Your sim can have any traits/aspirations

HERE IS HOW THE COMPETITION WILL WORK:

The 14 contestants will be split into 2 teams of 7

The 2 teams will compete in challenges in attempt to win invincibility (safety from being voted off). The losing team will have to vote someone off (the winning team will not be part of voting)

This process continues until 7 contestants remain. Afterwards the teams dissolve and everyone competes individually (this is known as merge). This means that only 1 contestant can win invincibility; everyone else will be at risk for elimination

When merge occurs, all eliminated contestants at that point will be eligible to rejoin the game through a special challenge. The winner of that challenge will rejoin the game (bringing the number of contestants back to 8)

This process again continues until 2 contestants remain. In the finale, all eliminated contestants will vote for a winner

Challenges will occur half the time. The other half of the competition will be socialization days, where contestants are free to socialize with each other as they please

The competition will start with a socialization day first to establish relationships before the first challenge

If the numbers between teams get too uneven, then a team swap will occur to one random contestant on the larger team

Voting will be determined by relationship dynamics and how everyone did in the challenge. Contestants who do poorly are more likely to get voted. Contestants who have a negative relationship with each other are also more likely to get voted. Conversely contestants who have a positive relationship with each other are less likely to get voted. The contestant with the most votes at the end is eliminated. All of this will be determined by a spinner (in case of a tie I will use a random number generator to determine who’s out). This will also determine who wins at the end of the competition.

REWARD FOR THE WINNER:

This competition is mostly for the funsies, but whoever wins this competition will personally receive an actual reward from me! You have a choice between the following options:

Discord Nitro for 1 month

A tumblr badge

NO DEADLINE! Submissions will close when all 14 spots are filled/reserved. Please provide your sim's tray files as soon as convenient! (Lmk if you need help with this. I will teach you if you don't know how!)

I will be updating the number of spots reserved periodically and will announce when all 14 spots are taken, but if you're ever unsure, don't be afraid to DM me/send an ask!

That should be it! Please comment, DM me, or send an ask if you have any questions, and feel free to reblog or share this with anyone who might be interested in participating!

[written-in-sunshine]

Title: Let's Go Back To The Beginning

Author: Keith

Fandom: Sonic The Hedgehog

Setting: Unspecified

Pairing: Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog

Characters: Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic the Hedgehog

Genre: Friendship/Romance

Rating: G

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 100

Type Of Work: Drabble, Part of the Warm-Up Drabble Series

Status: Complete

Warnings: Preslash 

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. Shadow is based on how my friend Comet writes him.

Summary: Shadow didn't understand Sonic sometimes.

[rhaenyraeri]

requests + rules <3

here are the rules to requesting for my writings. my account is 18+ as most of my fics contain sexual, dark, or overall nsfw content. minors are strongly prohibited from sending requests.

requests are currently open! send them here :)

rules

as an 18+ account, i ask that minors do not interact (mdni!)

i will never write non-con under any circumstances. i do not ever condone the use of non-con as it is never required.

all of my works will be unspecified to the reader's race.

that being said, i almost exclusively write for a fem!reader. i am most comfortable with that format, but i may give gender neutral fics a try if asked!

it may take me a couple days to a week to write a request, just bare with me

if i find that a request doesn't follow my guidelines or that i am simply uncomfortable with the request, i have the right to refuse.

if a request does not follow these rules, i will not respond.

types of fanfiction i write

blurbs, one shots, headcanons, and occasionally series

these works will include the following genre - fluff, angst, smut, comfort

who i write about

if you don't see a character here that you would want to request for, just shoot me an ask! i'll do what i can if i think i can pull it off.

sinners

remmick

marvel

steve rogers

bucky barnes

robert reynolds

joaquin torres

johnny storm

dc

clark kent

28 years later

sir jimmy crystal

actors

jack o'connell

[rotomblr-roleplay]

Muse Mixup Madness!

What is it? Are there rules? How can you get involved?

Written 5/1/2025

What is it?

Muse Mixup Madness (MMM) refers to an optional monthly Rotomblr community-wide roleplay prompt! The concept is to explore the idea of “Your character, but different for a day!”

On the first day of each month, there’s an unspecified phenomenon in-universe that swaps your character (also called a “muse”)  with an alternate universe version of them self. These alternate universe (AU) differences can be anything as small as a universe where your character has green hair instead of blue to as dramatic as a universe where they’re an alien from space looking to conquer the galaxy!

Sometimes people post prompts for other people to try, and sometimes people come up with what they’d like to do themselves. 

Are there rules?

Remember, Muse Mixup Madness itself is simply a prompt. It’s optional. And there are some common themes, but no hard rules.

The common themes of MMM are as follows:

Happens on the 1st of the month and runs from midnight to midnight

Is an alternate version of your character taking the place of the canon character for a day

The common themes are simply to make what you’re doing easily recognizable to others visiting your blog, and to give MMM some structure. There’s nothing stopping you from deviating from them, but it could be helpful to note somewhere out of character that this is your interpretation of MMM.

For example, sometimes instead of an alternate version of their muse, people have a different character entirely take over the blog. Sometimes people participate in MMM on a day other than the 1st of the month. And some people play their MMM for more than one day because they want more time to explore their prompt!

Remember to tag posts you do for MMM as #Muse Mixup Madness to make it easy for people to recognize and react accordingly to what you’re doing when their favorite character is suddenly behaving strangely!

Some people love MMM posts, and some people don’t want to interact with MMM posts at all, so this is also a quick and easy way to communicate ooc what you’re doing so everyone can have fun.

How do I get involved?

You can look or ask around to see if anyone has posted prompts that you might like to try, or you can come up with something you’d like to explore! Then you can wait until the 1st of the month (or a different day if the 1st doesn’t work for you), then start posting about your mixed up muse!

Depending on how immersive you want the experience to be, you can even write a new temporary intro post introducing this AU character, and talk about the prompt you’re exploring in the ooc section.

Does it have to be on my blog?

Nope! You can play your mixed up muse in a Gliscord server if you’re in one and you’d prefer that, or you can just talk about them with people without actually playing them at all if that’s as much as you want to do. It’s up to you how you engage with MMM!

Sounds great! I need prompt ideas NOW!

Okay! Here are some prompts to get you started!

The Worst Ending/The Best Ending- An alternate telling of your character’s story up until now, except they either got the WORST or BEST possible outcome in their universe. Maybe they lost everything they cared for, or they managed to save everything and live happily ever after. How has this shaped your character’s personality and outlook on their life?

Genre Change - Take your character and change their genre! In this AU, your character who usually lives a cozy little slice of life is actually the protagonist who’s responsible for saving the world! Your big bad villain runs a sweet little tea shop. Or your isekai’d protagonist type is now surviving in a horror story. What’s going on in this universe? What are your character’s main concerns here? How do they feel about the character they’ve swapped places with? Are they jealous, or are they thankful to have their life instead of this one?

Act Your Best - Your character! Except they’re actually just an actor playing out the character’s life for the screen. What are they like knowing the character’s story from a script instead of first hand experience? What do they think of their alternate self who REALLY experienced it? Do they have the same pokemon team, or are those pokemon fellow actors as well? Do they even have pokemon back home, or are they CGI?

Get Pokemon’d - Your character from a world similar to the world of Pokemon Mystery Dungeon where society is all pokemon and humans are mere myth. What kind of pokemon are they? What are they like and what do they do in poke-society, and how do they feel about learning they have a human counterpart in this universe?

Monster-verse - What if there’s a world out there where your character is a vampire? What about a werewolf? Or a zombie? A mermaid? Is everyone a monster back home, or are they unique? How has this affected them, and how do they feel about their human counterpart?

What do you think? Will you mix up your muse?

[baileypie-writes]

~Cheer You Up~

You and Idol Pretty Cure♪ + SickChild!Reader

Fandom: You and Idol Pretty Cure♪

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral, child, sick and in need of surgery(illness not specified)

Relationship: Platonic

Genre: Fluff, hurt/comfort?

Word Count: 1559

Synopsis: When you— a sick child— need encouragement to get through a surgery, your favorite idols pay you a visit, and give you exactly that.

Warnings: Illness(unspecified) and mentions of surgery

~Masterlists~

~You and Idol Pretty Cure♪ Masterlist~

A/N ~ My first KimiPre fanfic, yay! This was heavily inspired by that one episode of Fresh Precure. I just thought it was too cute!

‼️This oneshot was written before episode 12 of KimiPre had aired. So please excuse any potential inaccuracies‼️

Pure enjoyment and wonder filled your heart as you watched the performance on the screen of your tablet. The music filled your ears, causing you to hum along to it.

You marveled at the pretty pink idol on stage, wanting nothing more than to copy her dance moves. But due to you being stuck in your hospital bed— your body too weak to sustain too much movement— you could only bob your head to the beat.

“Hello (name)!” A nurse chimed as she entered your room. “I see you’re watching those ‘Idol Pretty Cure’ videos again.”

You chuckled bashfully. “Yeah, they’re just so cool!”

She hummed with a smile, peering over to your screen. “Which one is that?”

“Cure Idol!” Just then, her song ended, and automatically began playing another performance. “Oh, and that’s Cure Kyun-Kyun!” You practically jumped in your seat from excitement.

“Woah there, don’t strain yourself!” The nurse laughed, placing a hand on your shoulder to calm you down. “Those girls certainly make you happy. I haven’t seen you smile this much in a long time.”

It was true. Due to being bedridden most days, you never really enjoy yourself. Even during the times when you could walk around, you were in constant pain. But the Idol Pretty Cure had brought some sort of light into your life.

“Yeah.” You said halfheartedly, too immersed in Kyun-Kyun’s solo.

“Just think of it; after you recover from surgery, you might be able to see them in person!”

By the simple mention of said surgery, your body tensed.

The doctors had finally found a way to stop your pain. After countless nights in the hospital, you knew you should’ve been excited. But the very thought of undergoing an operation filled you with terror. You’ve never had surgery before, and your brain could only think of what could go wrong.

Knowing this, the nurse came up with an idea.

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Sitting at the low table on the loft above Cafe Glitter, the three Pretty Cure and Purirun sat with their manager, Tanaka. They awaited to hear promised news from him.

“You’ve received an email I think is worth hearing about.” He said in his typical, serious voice.

The girls, along with Purirun, gasped excitedly.

“Ooh, is it another job offer?” Uta guessed. “Do we get to be in another commercial?”

“Me? In a commercial?” Kokoro flushed at the idea.

“I wanna see Kokoro on TV ~puri!” Purirun chimed in.

Nana laughed. “Guys, let’s hear what Tanaka has to say first.”

Everyone quieted down, and eagerly awaited the news.

“Thank you, Ms. Aokaze.” The manager pushed up his glasses. “This isn’t about a job offer. But it’s something interesting nonetheless. I’d label it as ‘charity’.”

“Charity? Like helping people?” Nana asked.

“Precisely. Though, it’s just one person. A child, to be exact.” He pulled up the email on his phone, and began to read it aloud.

“Dear Idol Pretty Cure,

My name is Shoko Sato, and I’m a nurse at Hanamichi Hospital.

This message is regarding one of my patients, (full name). They’re a young child, who’s a huge fan of your group.

Soon, they’ll be receiving a life changing surgery. They’ve been in terrible health for a big part of their life, so this is a very good thing for them. But they’re terrified.

Your group has been the only thing that brings a smile to their face. So I was hoping you’d consider giving them a visit before their surgery. I was thinking that wishing them good luck would make them feel better.

I know you’re probably very busy, with your rising popularity and all. But I ask that you please consider this. Both (name) and I would be very grateful if you could make it.

Feel free to message me for further details.”

By the time Tanaka finished reading, the girls all wore pitied frowns on their faces.

“That’s so sad!” Uta cried emotionally.

“That poor kid, having to undergo surgery.” Nana recounted. “I know I’d be scared too.”

“Yeah…” Kokoro added. Purirun let out a quiet “Puri…” in agreement.

“So, what do you girls think?” Tanaka asked. “What should I tell Ms. Sato?”

All three Precure glanced at each other in agreement, before nodding.

“We’ll do it!” Uta announced, shooting up from her seat. “We’ll be sure to make (name) feel so kirakilala, that they’ll be brave enough for their surgery!”

“Yeah!” Everyone else chimed in.

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(The day of your surgery)

The operation was to begin in two hours, and you were sweating bullets. You didn’t think you’ve been so scared in your life. Idol Pretty Cure videos have been playing on repeat to try and calm your nerves, but it didn’t help enough.

“(name)!” Ms. Sato called to you, making you jump. Though, you calmed down once you remembered it wasn’t time yet.

“You have some visitors!” She said in a singsong tone, making you curious.

“Really? Who?” You asked, turning off your tablet, and placing it on your side table.

Ms. Sato simply chuckled, and stepped to the side to let the guests in. Your heart nearly stopped once your eyes caught sight of the familiar hair and outfits. It was the Idol Pretty Cure!

“Kirakilala!~” The one and only Cure Idol greeted you— waving enthusiastically with two hands. Cure Wink and Kyun-Kyun smiled from beside her, also waving.

“N-no way! Idol Pretty Cure!” You squealed, bouncing in your seat from pure excitement. “What’re you doing here?!”

“Hehe!” Cure Idol giggled. “We’re here to cheer you up, and to wish you good luck!”

“Really? But how’d you…” You began to wonder. But you then caught sight of Ms. Sato grinning from the corner of the room. You smiled back at her, and made a mental note to thank her later.

Cure Wink stepped beside you, and that’s when you noticed a plush of their mascot in her arms.

“Here,” She held it out for you to take. “Purirun came to see you too!”

In pure disbelief, you stared at her— as if asking permission to hold her. After giving you a friendly nod, you carefully took Purirun into your arms. It felt oddly lifelike for a plush.

Looking back at her, you gave her a grateful smile. She winked at you, and you just barely held back a squeal.

“Well, are you ready?” Cure Idol asked.

“For what?” You questioned, tilting your head slightly.

“For the show, of course!” She said, giving you her signature heart sign with her hands.

“Show?! I mean, yeah!” You squeezed the plush happily. You could’ve sworn you heard a sound come from it, but you chose to ignore it.

“Kirakilala!” Cure Idol exclaimed. “Alright girls, let’s go!”

The other two members nodded, before getting into position.

The moments that happened next had to be the happiest of your entire life. You got a full show from your favorite idols. They performed every song breathtakingly— enthusiasm and dedication clear as day. While there was no stage or lights, they were even more sparkly than in the videos.

After the last song, you and Ms. Sato applauded for the umpteenth time. Your hands had begun to hurt at that point from just how much clapping you’ve been doing.

“Thank you very much!” They said with a bow.

“I still can’t believe I got to see that!” You hugged Purirun tightly, still on cloud nine. “Thank you, Idol Pretty Cure!”

They smiled, and walked over to the side of your bed. “We’re just glad we were able to cheer you up!” Cure Idol said.

“You totally did!” You replied.

Each girl placed on of their hands on yours, comfortingly. “And we know that you’ll do just fine with your surgery. You’re an amazing kid, so you can do anything!” Cure Kyun-Kyun said, giving your hand a little squeeze.

Her words made you remember the whole purpose of their visit. But even so, you weren’t as scared as you once were. “You’re right. I think I can do it.”

They all giggled happily. “When you recover, maybe come to a show or meet and greet?” Cure Wink suggested.

“Yeah, I definitely will!”

Just then, a doctor entered the room. “Sorry to interrupt, but we need to begin preparing for (name)’s surgery.”

“Yes, we’ll be right out.” They replied.

Turning their attention back to you, their warm smiles still remained.

“Well (name), we’ll meet again soon!” Cure Idol said softly. She let go of your hand, forming hers into her heart hand sign. “I know you’ll do kirakilala!~”

The others nodded in agreement, each doing their own heart sign.

“Thank you guys so much! I promise to get better soon!” You said, handing Purirun back to Cure Wink.

With a few goodbyes, the Idol Pretty Cure left. And with them, your fears as well. They gave you the encouragement you needed to get through the surgery. Now, your sole focus was to recover, and see them once more.

The idols themselves felt that they had perfectly achieved their goal. Happy was certainly an understatement for the way they felt. It was the first time they’d helped somebody like that. Just that alone made them feel like real idols— people who bring hope to others through song and dance. This unforgettable experience would surely be one of their most cherished memories of their careers.

Dividers by @dollywons

~~baileypie-writes

[cherry-velvet-skies]

Strawberry Lemonade

Gardener!George Harrison × GN!Reader

Genre: About as close as it can get to smut without there actually being any sex

Warnings: Heavy makeout session, lotsa hickies, and a bit of a spit kink but who's counting, eh?

Words: 2.3k

Summary: 1971 era; Reader hires George as a gardener and quickly falls in love with him (Reader is wearing a dress but gender is unspecified)

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You had been trying to get closer with him for several days now. He was always busy working. After all, he was technically working for you.

To be fair, you had hired a gardener, and you didn't know what, or rather who, to expect. Although, had you been given a selection based on appearance, you would have gladly chosen him anyway.

There was something about him that was positively alluring. You thought he was so handsome. And in the three Saturdays he had been working in your backyard, all you managed to find out about him was his name. George.

George looked like your typical gardener, with his scruffy hair and worn out denim, his only focus being his craft. In all honesty, your favorite thing about his appearance was how little he cared for it. He had no desire to be neat. He found beauty in the natural world.

You enjoyed staying with George while he worked. He didn't seem to mind either. He loved telling you all kinds of things about each type of flower, such as where they originated from and which ones could be used for natural remedies in certain teas, soups, and medicines. You didn't even have to ask any questions. He was just ready and willing to share the information, which benefited you as you were still too shy to say much to him. His extensive knowledge was undoubtedly adorable. When you saw how excited he got every time he told you a fun fact, it only made you want to extend the conversation.

You loved George's voice. The way he spoke, slow and sultry, was so calculated in the best possible way. Every word he said was uttered with meaningful intent. He never spoke just to speak. He always spoke to connect. You noticed George licked his lips a lot when he spoke. You weren't sure if it was just a quirk, a nervous habit, or a flirtation technique.

Your fascination with him began on his first Saturday of coming to work. He noticed the rather large section of orange lilies in the center of your garden, acknowledging them as being your favorite. Before he left, he handed you a singular petal from said flower that had fallen off, placing it in the front pocket of the creamsicle colored dress you were wearing. After closing the gate behind him, he turned to look at you one last time.

“Orange is my favorite color, too.”

You allowed George to decorate the garden however he wished, which he was immensely appreciative of. If he felt that certain flowers looked better beside each other, or grew better in certain types of soil, who were you to oppose his artistic vision?

On this particular day, you had chosen to stay on the patio while he worked. You had prepared a plate of fresh strawberries, but knew that fruit could attract bugs that might eat your flowers. You had paired it with a tall glass of lemonade, and as you sat down, you questioned your decision. It was a particularly warm day, and George had already been working for a while. You thought he could use a refreshment too, or at least maybe some company. 

Careful not to startle him, you walked over and offered him the glass of lemonade. Looking up at you, he smiled and reached for the cup, his gloves leaving a trace of fresh soil along the bottom. You thought it was quite endearing. You admired the way the short, dark brown hairs of his mustache grazed the top of the straw.

After taking a single sip, he handed the glass back to you, smiled again and went back to work. You figured maybe he wasn't thirsty, so you returned the cup to the patio table. Instead, you plucked a single strawberry from the plate and offered him that as well. He hesitated before taking it, but decided to accept it, removing his left glove so as not to dirty your hand. The way George’s fingertips brushed your palm when he reached for the berry made you shiver, but you tried not to show it. You think he still noticed.

He ate the small fruit in one bite, leaving only the piece with the leaves. Seeing that a few seeds were still left on the tip, he moved to the edge of the garden, scooped out a small patch of dirt, and placed the fruit inside, covering it up. You looked down, accepting the fact that you owned a strawberry bush now.

You turned to walk back to the patio again, but he motioned towards the large tree next to where he was working.

"You can stay." His voice was almost a whisper. "I don't mind."

You fetched your snack from the table and sat down against the tree without a second thought. You knew you were going to have dirt all over your mulberry colored dress when you stood up, but you didn't care. You would do anything to spend time with him.

You didn't talk, but just being there with George felt like heaven. You would occasionally glance over at him while he trimmed the thorns from the rose patch. Or the way he moved the marigolds next to the daisies to create a pastel gradient. He turned around just as you were staring at him and made eye contact with you. Feeling your cheeks blush, you offered him another strawberry to ease the tension. He showed you his gloved hands as if to say he couldn't, to which you held the berry up to his lips, requesting he take it from you directly.

George leaned forward, lacking hesitation, and took a bite. His plush lips, which were now stained with strawberry juice, kissed your fingers as you held the heart-shaped fruit, the red pigment dripping down your hand. He gazed at you so intensely you felt like you were shaking. You placed the stem back on the plate and set it on your lap.

Returning his piercing stare, you placed your fingers in your mouth, sucking them clean. Three weeks ago, you didn't even know his name, and now you were licking his strawberry flavored spit off your fingers. But you could tell this had an effect on him.

You took another sip of lemonade, and, noticing the rapidly emptying glass, offered him the final sip. He accepted, finishing the rest and placing the cup on the grass beside you. Once he was close enough, he tucked his fingers under your chin, tilting your head up to place his lips against your own. He tasted like strawberry lemonade. When he pulled away, a thin string of saliva was bridged between your lips, the sunlight revealing the slightest tint of rose gold from the fruitful concoction. Your eyes widened when you looked back at him, perplexed by his actions despite you wanting this more than anything. You didn’t expect him to feel the same way.

Without saying another word, George removed the glove from his other hand, placing the now bare hand on the back of your head, his other hand resting on your shoulder. He gently guided you to lay back, his hand protecting your head as you made contact with the grass below. He briefly stroked your hair before removing his hands, instead placing them on both sides of your hips. He stared down at you, rubbing his hand over your stomach through the fabric of your dress.

“Do I have permission to touch you, my flower?”

You nearly moaned at his new name for you, although you were a bit confused as he was technically currently touching you. But still, you nodded, intrigued by what he would do next.

George trailed his fingers up your torso towards your shoulders. He stopped at your chest, eyeing it for a short while. Normally a position like this would’ve been quite compromising for you, but you were surprisingly comfortable. 

He hooked his fingers under the straps of your dress, dragging them down your shoulders, stopping right before they had completely fallen, preventing the fabric from leaving your chest entirely bare. He leaned forward to place small kisses across your chest, neck, and shoulders, occasionally biting softly. In one particular spot on the crease of your neck, he bit down a little too hard, but you didn’t even care. The gentle brushing from the coarse hairs of his beard provided a wonderful contrast between pain and pleasure. You threaded your hands through his hair, the loose waves beautifully framing his face. You felt his hands firmly massaging your hips with every breathy whimper that fell from your lips. 

Once George decided your upper body had been marked thoroughly, along with a few wine-colored shapes ever so slightly bubbling to the surface of your skin, he ended with one final kiss to your lips. Your hands moved from his hair to cradle his face, raking your fingers across his beard. He pulled back to look at you again, every monochromatic tone of his heavenly brown eyes twinkled in the evening sun. Even now, you were still utterly speechless.

Removing his hands from your hips, George began drawing small circles with his fingers on the exposed skin just below the hem of your dress. He looked back up at you, a small “May I?” leaving his lips, to which you nodded again. George shook his head.

“I need to hear you this time, flower.”

You felt your heart skip a beat. You were so overwhelmed by the current situation that even forming a phrase of one simple word felt like an arduous task.

“Yes.” You whispered. George nodded slowly, placing his hands flat against your thighs, sliding his fingers up underneath your dress until he reached your hips, rubbing his thumbs along the fabric of your underwear. Holding you by the hips over your dress was not enough. He wanted to feel the warm softness of your skin. He wanted to become one with you in any way that he could.

George laid on top of you, knees at your sides to support his weight as he resumed kissing you. But you wanted him closer. Lifting your legs, you locked them around his waist, pushing him flush against you, forcing his arms higher towards your chest. This caused the straps of your dress to fall completely down your arms and the hem to scrunch up past your hips, your entire dress rolled in the center of your body like a belt, rendering you almost fully nude while George was still fully clothed. But you didn’t care. Your actions could be so brave and bold, yet saying a single word to him felt far too intimate.

“So beautiful…” His words were lost in thought right along with him, his lustful stare raking over your neck and chest before moving back up to your face. While he may have had his full weight on you now, you tried your hardest to move your hips beneath him. Your body ached for the slightest of friction, wantonly arching up to grind against his clothed crotch. He looked down as you did this, the corners of his lips curling into a slight smirk, almost mocking your neediness. But as you moved, you could feel the outline of him, slowly nearing full hardness, straining against the confines of his jeans. He wasn’t fooling anyone. He wanted this just as much as you did.

You softly gripped him at the shoulders, massaging your hands up his neck and back into his hair as he laid atop you again, burying his face in your chest, adding more blushing roses to the already blooming garden just above your nipples. That was one place George would look, but never touch. He repeatedly got quite close with both his mouth and fingers, watching as your eyes pleaded for him to touch you everywhere, but decided to save that journey for another time. He opted for keeping his hands firmly at your hips, guiding you while you continued to grind against him, your eyes closed and your head tilted back, completely willing to lose yourself in the immense pleasure.

Just as you felt yourself beginning to falter in rhythm, nearing the edge, George pulled back and stared at the sky. Noticing the change in the amount of daylight, he sat up, much to your confusion.

“Unfortunately, it’s time for me to go.” He said matter-of-factly, pushing the straps back up to your shoulders before moving to pack up his tools.

“Already?” You whined. “Can’t you stay a little longer?”

“That wouldn’t be fair to my personal schedule, now would it?” He teased. You thought he was walking toward the gate but instead stopped at a small patch of red violets he was tending to earlier. He was there for a few seconds before returning to you, who was now standing up, dusting the dirt off of your dress. George reached for your hand, and you felt something touch your palm. He placed a small kiss on your lips before gazing into your eyes again with the same intense stare.

“We’ll make more time for each other next week, my flower.”

You opened your mouth as if to reply but was consistently halted by some invisible force. By the time you felt like you could respond, George was already closing the gate behind him. You peered down at what he had left in your hand: a single petal from one of your red violets. You looked back up to see George still standing at the gate, predicting your confusion. He met your puzzled expression with a punctuating wink before walking to his car. You twirled the plum-colored petal between your fingers as its inspiration caught your eye out of your peripheral. Your cheeks immediately blushed a light pink as you saw the same color in a series of small love bites that were currently forming across your chest.

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I just got a new computer today, and I thought what better way to celebrate than to finish one of my fics! This was the one that got the most votes in my poll of which WIP y'all wanted first. And I know it's quite long overdue, but I hope you enjoy! 🥰

[bloxpen]

hi! collectively speaking, you can call me teddy or bloxpen (both aliases). i'm a 19yo did system who loves roblox. it/its and any neos are fine; please no they/them! you'll also see me swap between i/we frequently. this is a sideblog

a lot of people in our system are trying to get back into writing — we figured a blog would be a great outlet for this! tentatively accepting requests and prompts, with the following caveats:

- for the following fandoms: roblox (as a general concept), dream game, forsaken, outlaws of robloxia, block tales. you can try your luck with others, but it's not likely. sorry :(

- no smut/outright nsft; suggestive is a big Maybe. any suggestive posts will be tagged with #cw: suggestive. minors please block this tag!

- we're open to character x character, character x reader, and also just single character stuff. we are very partial to prompts involving agere or polyamory. :)

- no guarantee we'll do it. this is for fun haha

i politely ask that pro-shippers dni. minors please be mindful of any suggestive content i may post and heed my warning to block the tag. :-]

[moon-ttokki-x]

hello. 😊 if it's not a bother, could i please request stray kids celebrating their 9th member’s birthday with her (please leave her age unspecified)? 🥰 no pressure, it's okay if you don't do this! 🤗

hiyoooo this was such a cute request . . . i didn't do a traditional fic bc i know everyone likes to celebrate differently >< i'm def more a lowkey type of person but i know others who like to go all out <3 here you goooo

skz and celebrating their 9th member's birthday

pairing: ot8!skz x 9th member!reader

summary: how skz would celebrate your birthday !

genre: fluff, idol! au, chaotic skz, reader celebrates their birthday, age left unspecified (though they're the youngest of the group), cute innie, big brother skz agenda all the way, mentions of forehead kisses, mentions of eating, mentions of chan's back pain

a/n: happy birthday to anyone who's celebrating lol

skz masterlist

so how skz celebrates your birthday definitely depends on whether you're a big, grand gesture sort of person or not

if you are

then expect half the company to be there at the party

or a big fancy event in one of the halls

lots and lots of singing and dancing, if your birthday happens to fall on a skz concert date, they'll definitely perform 'happy birthday' and sing one of your favourite songs

lots of gifts

i mean lots

they could be the most random things too

we all know how leeknow gifts things

so expect anything from a new nachimbong to a cucumber

skz would def be the type of people to surprise you at the dorms too, with a whole massive spread of food and sweets

felix would def be baking for you too

and there'd be a cake in your favourite colour with your name written on slightly messy icing on the top

when you look closer you notice your name is spelt wrong

jeongin excitedly points out that he wrote your name on the top and you kiss his forehead anyway in thanks

bc he's cute and you would never point out the fact that he spelt his only younger member's name wrong

oh well

you appreciate the gesture anyway

then it's gifts

most of them are good and you love them

but there's a select few that make you laugh

like a matching horse mask from jisung or a singular messed-up paintbrush from hyunjin

you keep them anyway for the memories

(and make a mental note to scare chan with the horse mask later, alongside jisung, who already has one of his own)

shhh !!

then it's opening the cards from each member

again, super cute messages from the members, aside from seungmin's card

he's just written in sparkly blue gel pen 'you survived another year'

'good job'

and that's it

slightly menacing but you thank him for it anyway, watching him grin as you place it down

and then it'd be a night out at the mall or the arcade

or anywhere you want to go

expect to be spoilt by your eight older brothers

they spare no expense to make you happy

whether you choose to take advantage of that or not is up to you

changbin or chan would def let you climb on their back as a once-off

and they'd carry you through the streets while you giggle in their ear

changbin doesn't even feel you

while chan is wishing he'd stretched his back earlier

you all end up falling asleep in a heap as soon as you guys get back to the dorms

no one has bothered to undress either so you all wake up looking like you did the night before

if you're not a grand gesture sort of person

or you just get a little shy on your birthday

skz will def be a little more lowkey

some of the members, especially the maknaes, don't really understand why you don't want to go all out for it

but they try to make you happy anyway

personally i feel like they wouldn't make too much of a fuss in fear of upsetting you

so you'd wake up as per normal and go to the kitchen

and minho has cooked breakfast for you

your fav obviously

and the other members just kind of go about their business and wish you a happy birthday

chan def stops to kiss the crown of your head bc you're like his little sibling and felix does the same

bc he's sweet like that

your day then goes as per normal

maybe with a lot less schedules and practices bc no one wants to do work on their birthday

unless you're super productive i guess

but yeah

and then you get home and walk into the living room

the boys have set up a blanket fort and a mess of cushions and pillows on the lounges

netflix is already loaded on the screen and chan and hyunjin have ordered takeout for everyone

so you all dress down into comfy clothes and pyjamas and sit and eat while watching a movie

your pick ofc

they do bake you a cake, or buy one for you if you're not into that

but they don't sing happy birthday bc they don't want to embarrass you

the maknaes def try and burst into off-tune song

you just let them bc it's funny

'you guys are literally singers how do you massacre 'happy birthday'...'

anyway

you all fall asleep in a heap with frosting-flavoured lips and sticky fingers

when you end up waking up, you decide to go to your bedroom

there's gifts from all the members on the bed and cards too

which makes you tear up

bc they were considerate enough to determine that you might be uncomfortable opening them in front of everyone

you make sure to thank them all the next day

skz loves you so much and will do anything to see you happy <3

a/n: i want cake now

[gettinshiggywithit]

「"ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜɪᴍ?!"」

Scenario:- “May I please. Have some headcanons of possessive bf atsushi”(@diagonal-queen)

Pairing(s):- Atsushi x gn! Reader (romantic) | akutagawa x gn!reader (platonic)

Genre:- fluff?/crack? Idrk….

Type:- oneshot

W/c:-1.22k

A/N:-HIYA! Here’s a little atsushi oneshot requested by our favorite queen @diagonal-queen!atsushi is a little ooc i think? And also i hc that aku would be a genuinely sweet person outside of the mafia🥲.sorry for spelling and grammar mistakes!

Hmm okay this is an interesting one.

First of all I don’t think atsushi would be possessive…he knows he doesn’t ‘own’ you and that youre ur own person.

Does he get insecure and ask for reassurance later? Very much so.

But there is one person I see him being possessive around.just one!

Can you guess who?

If you guessed our resident emo boy aquaduct,then you my friend are correct~

Let’s set the scene shall we~

For unspecified reasons,atsushi is told he has to partner up with akutagawa.okay fine.he’s used to the coat clad carpetmuncher so he knows he can handle it.

What makes him suddenly not want to go through with it is dazai telling him that you’d be accompanying them too-

“BUT DAZAI WHY DOES Y/N HAVE TO GO?! IM PERFECTLY CAPABLE OF DOING THIS JOB ON MY OWN!”

“’Sushi it’s fine I don’t mi-”

“now now,y/n’s ability might be useful that’s the only reason we’re letting them accompany you.”

“BUT I-”

You place your hand on his arm and squeezy it lightly to reassure him that its okay.

He begrudgingly sighs and accepts that you’ll be hanging around akutagawa for the entirety of this mission

He’s actually nervous…

You were a naturally chatty and curious person…what if you triggered akutagawa to use rashoumon?! What if he hurt you???!!!

Noticing his glazed over eyes and nervous expression,you kiss him on his cheek to bring him out of his head and back to earth.

“’sushi,it’s fine.dont worry I’ll be fine.i can hold my own.i promise” you smile up at him (or down or directly at depending on ur height~)

And he relaxes.

You’ll be fine…it’s fine!

-skip to while youre on the actual mission-

He was wrong! He was SO wrong!

The moment he sees akutagawa he pushes you behind him and stands between you two.

But nothing could have prepared him for what came next-

“RYUU???????”

“y/n?”

“WAIT YOU KNOW EACHOTHER?!”

*Cue shook and confused tiger boi*

“Oh yeahh I met his sister at the Laundromat the other day and we just became friends by default ig?”

“0_0”

“it’s not that difficult of an idea to comprehend,weretiger.are you truly that daft?”

BOI IS SO MUCH MORE INSECURE NOW THAT HE KNOWS U AND AKU ARE ACTUALLY FRIENDS AND SEEM QUITE CLOSE?????

I MEAN YALL ARE ON A NICKNAME BASIS NOW??!

AND BY AKUTAGAWA’S STANDARDS THAT’S PRETTY CLOSE….

“but y/n…he’s a criminal! HE’S FROM THE MAFIA!”

“I didn’t know that ‘sushi :’) I just thought they were two nice people….and honestly ryuu isn’t all that bad…”

“DON’T CALL HIM THAT! HE MIGHT KILL YOU!”

“don’t be foolish weretiger.i would do no such thing,for unlike you,y/n is an actually tolerable human bein.now if it’s someone’s death you wish to witness I can gladly make arrangements. *cue the activation of rashoumon*”

You:- !!!!!

“umm no no.thats not what he meant ryuu…put rashoumon back…. Please?” you said, your hands on akutagawa’s chest trying to keep him as far away from atsushi as possible without actually using any force.

Atsushi :- o_0

No because what was that??? Why were you Touching him????!!

He was so confused tbhh

He was even more surprised when aku sighs,retracts rashoumon,gently takes your hands off of him and puts his hands in his pockets before turning on him heels and simply saying “fine.just come on.we have an objective to accomplish”

Atsushi’s jaw :- dropped

You:- skipping after the emo fella ,your fingers intertwined with your boyfriend’s.

Okay no why?what? huh????

He physically shakes his head to clear it from all his racing thoughts.

He took only one thing from that entire interaction; he could Not let akutagawa get anywhere Near you.at least not when he was around.and he most Certainly couldn’t let that man lay a single finger on you!

He stops walking causing you to do so too.

The ceasing of the sound of footsteps behind him causes akutagawa to also stop and turn back to face you.

“sushi? What’s wrong?”

He suddenly leans forward to kiss your nose,causing you to blush hard and simultaneously causing akutagawa to roll his eyes and keep walking.

  During the entire mission he keeps initiating little acts of pda,whether it was holding your hand,shoulder or wait or shielding you from whatever was around.atsushi did NOT let you be away from him for more than 5 milliseconds!

Akutagawa didn’t really care but when the time came where he needed to be beside you for even a second,maybe to say something or even if he had to move you away from an oncoming threat,atsushi would just spring in between the two of you and truth be told even you found it a little irritating…

Yes you loved your boyfriend and yes you would never cheat or leave him for someone,but this was getting ridiculous! You and akutagawa were just friends!

It really wasn’t as deep as atsushi felt it was…and besides,you were closest to gin…not ryunosuke!

So after the mission (thank God his little fit wasn’t detrimental to your overall success!) you pulled him aside and asked him what was up.

The look in your eyes was both pleading him to tell the truth and a little angry he wasn’t being honest outright.

And ofc,kitty boi caved.

How could he not?

He told you everything.how he felt weird for you knowing akutagawa and how close you seemed to be.

To which you sighed,cupped his cheek and told him clearly that you and he were nothing more than friends.and that you weren’t even that close to him.just his sister.

Atsushi exhaled at that and you pressed a chaste kiss to his lips.

Akutagawa immediately looked away.

And when you were done you took atsushi’s hand and were about to go on your way until-

“just one one thing,”

“hmm-”

He pulled you in for a kiss,it was honestly perfect,and had it been a different time and place maybe things could have progressed but alas you were on a mission and not at home.

Nevertheless,as his lips captured yours,he pulled you in closer by the waist,and you leaned further into it.

About 5-10 seconds in akutagawa REALLY felt awkward and coughed….you were gonna miss your rendezvous point.

Once you both heard his cough,only you felt embarrassed,and when you tried to pull away he lightly bit your bottom,causing your eyes to widen.after which he released both you and your lip and just gave you a quick peck on the nose and his cute little smile.

You all ignored what had happened and even akutagawa didn’t seem to give a dam.

Atsushi actually looked kinda happy ngl,and ofc the entire way back he had his arm either around your waist or on the small of your back.

(when yall get home if he’s still feeling it mayhaps you end up with a little hickey two? Mayhaps😉)

Tagging:- @kemis-world @diagonal-queen

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Title: Bleed For Me

Author: Keith

Fandom: Saw

Setting: Unspecified

Pairing: Brit Stevenson/Mallick Scott

Characters: Brit Stevenson, Mallick Scott

Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort

Rating: T

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 100 

Type Of Work: Drabble, Part of the Warm-Up Drabble prompts

Status: Complete

Warnings: Het, Straight, Established Relationship, Injury, Blood, Scars, 10 Pints Of Sacrifice Trap (Saw), Mallick Is A Disaster Zone

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. Brit is based on how my friend Bug writes her.

Summary: Mallick couldn't lie to her, not really.

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Nomination Overview - Character Study

With over 200 fics nominated and just over 36 hours left to nominate, it's time for some overviews of everything you can request so far! Let's get into it! Today: Character Study

Title: c!bedrock is back Link: https://www.tiktok.com/@st0n3y_c2p1d/video/7458840982335966510 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: st0n3y_c2p1d Relationships: Technoblade & Tommyinnit (Dream SMP) Characters: Technoblade, TommyInnit Length of the work: Not Applicable Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Family, Friendship, Found Family Type: TikTok Summary: bedrock bros study, set to imogen heap's heart in a headlock

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Title: Game Over. Try Again? Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52470658 Fandom: Lifesteal SMP Author: 75hearts Relationships: ItzSubz & Vitalasy, ItzSubz & PrinceZam Characters: Vitalasy, ItzSubz, PrinceZam Length of the work: 2,367 Genre: Angst, Character Study, Time Travel Type: Fic Summary: "Vitalasy leaves Lifesteal Season 4 for the first time with Subz at his side. It should be enough. It’s how he entered the server: fishing with his best friend. Before all of this. He should be happy. It’s not enough."

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Title: Rekrap Alone; Losing the Paranoia Game Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41479455 Fandom: Lifesteal SMP Author: Blubfishblue Relationships: not applicable Characters: Rekrap Length of the work: 1,755 Genre: Angst, Character Study, Hurt/No comfort Type: Fic Summary: "Maybe the real trap was being untrappable, Rekrap wonders aloud. No one should be near enough to hear it. He can risk venting his thoughts aloud. Probably. If anyone overheard, well, hopefully, there wouldn't be much judgment. Who prey tell, on Lifesteal was staying perfectly sane? Or: Rekrap and the no good very bad terrible couple hours."

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Title: greenverse Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3329710 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: consumptive_sphinx, Marrow_and_Bone Relationships: Quackity/Wilbur, Quackity/Sapnap, Quackity/Schlatt, Dream/George Characters: Quackity, Jschlatt, Wilbur, Sapnap,  Length of the work: 46143 Genre: Angst, AU, Character Study, Romance, Whump Type: Fic Series Summary: After winning the hunger games, Quackity does his best to make his life one he can live in. 

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Title: make hope from every small disaster Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60310672 Fandom: Hermitcraft Author: Odaigahara Relationships: Scar/Grian Characters: Scar, Grian. Length of the work: 1968 Genre: Angst, AU, Character Study, Fantasy AU, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort Type: Fic Summary: “Scar, I know how it looks, but I’m not trespassing,” Grian blurted. He was scraped up all over, now that Scar was really paying attention: his face and arms and legs were torn, clothes tattered like he’d dived right through a rosebush. He was trembling. “I’m– I’m resting for a brief moment, nothing else. I’ll be out of your hair in the morning, I’ll make that a promise, and the next time I come by, I’ll bring you a dead mouse to repay you, or a live mouse, or I’ll just, I’ll owe you, I don’t know–” “I mean, sure, if you say so,” Scar agreed, and Grian cut off, shrinking away. Scar’s heart twisted. “A dead mouse, a live mouse, an unspecified IOU to be collected at a later date, all of these currencies and more are accepted here at Trader Scar’s. We have a very strict non-discrimination policy, I’ll have you know. Very strict.” Grian blinked at him and unfurled the slightest bit. His bad wing– and it was a bad wing, Scar could tell, a very injured wing indeed– tucked in, wound weeping sluggishly onto the basement’s concrete windowsill. Scar had to take a second to reinforce his smile, gentling his whole demeanor so Grian would stop looking at him like that.

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Title: Hotguy Comics Zinethology Link: https://brassleafmenagerie.itch.io/hotguy-comics-zinethology Fandom: Crossover Fandom Author: Hotguy Comic Zinethology team? DefinitelyNotShouting is the head mod! Relationships: Grian & GoodTimesWithScar Characters: Grian, GoodTimesWithScar Length of the work: N/A Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Character Study, Crossover, Drama, Friendship, Humour, Hurt/Comfort, Modern AU, Superhero/Superpower AU Type: Zine Summary: This follows the vigilante team of Hotguy and Cuteguy as they attempt to save the day against dangerous foes attempting to disrupt the city. 

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Title: don’t wait to burn (it’s not your turn) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60520243 Fandom: Hermitcraft Author: justlukahere Relationships: Charles | Grian & Joel | SmallishBeans, EthosLab & Joel | SmallishBeans, Charles | Grian & Ryan | GoodTimesWithScar Characters: Joel | SmallishBeans, Ryan | GoodTimesWithScar, EthosLab Length of the work: 2,094 Genre: Angst, Character Study, Modern AU Type: Fic Summary: When his best friend dies, Joel takes comfort in making lists. It takes his mind off of the gaping hole where his friend used to be, and lets him focus on the neat little lines of chores, thoughts, and observations.

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Title: three times joel almost kissed a guy (plus one time he kissed several) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59812459 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: amybri2002 Relationships: Joel | SmallishBeans/Scott Major | Smajor1995, EthosLab/Joel | SmallishBeans, Jimmy | Solidarity/Joel | SmallishBeans Characters: Joel | SmallishBeans, Scott Major | Smajor1995, EthosLab, Jimmy | Solidarity, GeminiTay, Pearl | PearlescentMoon Length of the work: 6,802 Genre: Canon-Divergent, Character Study Type: Fic Summary: In which Joel finally discovers himself.

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Title: What resembles the grave but is hobby tunneling Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51317131 Fandom: QSMP Author: WheelCoveredInEyes Relationships: Antoine Daniel/Etoiles, Etoiles/BadBoyHalo, Etoiles & Philza, Etoiles & Pomme (QSMP), Etoiles & Baghera Jones, Etoiles & Mikethelink & Pactw, Binary Code Entity (QSMP) & Etoiles Characters: Etoiles Length of the work: 9,444 Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Friendship Type: Fic Summary: “Okay, king, I know you have a fuckin’ death wish, but you’re gonna break Pomme’s heart if you die. So we need to figure something out, okay?” ---- Etoiles is absolutely certain he is living on borrowed time. Nobody else understands this.

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Title: untitled Rating: Link: https://www.tumblr.com/wotchernewt/770893902680080384/ Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: wotchernewt Relationships: Scar/Grian Characters: Grian, Scar. Length of the work: 778 Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Crossover, Humour, Romance Type: Fic Summary: Disco Elysium crossover/parody Tumblr post. Shows a few snippets of Grian's internal monologue as Scar attempts to woo him during Third Life.

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Title: @GrianMC Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42753645 Fandom: Crossover Fandom Author: Sixteenthdays Relationships: no tagged relationships, Grian & The Watchers Characters: Grian, Technoblade, Martyn InTheLittleWood Length of the work: 1066 Genre: Character Study, Metafiction Type: Fic Summary: "I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Techno says frankly. “You know,” Grian says again. “Your- Watchers.” Techno squints for a moment before understanding visibly dawns behind his eyes. “Ohhh, you mean Chat?” (On watchers, and Watchers.)

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Title: 52 hertz Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52976707 Fandom: Lifesteal SMP Author: oneirogen Relationships: Ashswag & Squiddo, background swagdoons Characters: TheRealSquiddo (Lifesteal SMP), Ashswagg (Lifesteal SMP) Length of the work: 4,370 Genre: Character Study, Friendship, Road Trip Type: Fic Summary: SQUIDDO: So the plan is simple. We’ve got around thirty-six hours of driving to do until we reach the source of this weird frequency, then we figure out whatever is making it and then drive another thirty-six hours back so we can report to the Professor. Easy :D ASHSWAG: How the fuck did you do that with your mouth. or: squiddo goes on a roadtrip.

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Title: dog at the door Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32669581/chapters/81043597 Fandom: Crossover Fandom Author: iamsolarflare & fluffypapaya Relationships: docm77 & Rendog Characters: Rendog (Hermitcraft), Rendog | The Red King (3rd Life), docm77 (Hermitcraft) Length of the work: 66416 Genre: AU, Character Study, Crossover, Drama, Friendship, Space AU Type: Fic Summary: i wake up in some alley on a wholly other plane / can't remember who i am or how to get back to the base -- Or: a perfectly normal (if somewhat chilly) van ride on the way to Season 8 of Hermitcraft. Everything should be fine.

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Title: Hels to Pay Link: https://www.tumblr.com/aquaquadrant/700769139366690816/hels-to-pay-au-directory?source=share Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: Aquaquadrant & Lunarcrown Relationships: TangoTek/Jimmy Solidarity Characters: TangoTek, Jimmy Solidarity, Multiple Original Characters Length of the work: 151,290 Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, Canon-Divergent, Character Study, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Soulmate AU Type: Fic Summary: Life in Hels for most players is violent, dangerous, and frequently painful. But for Tango, who had the misfortune to be spawned as a blaze hybrid and catch the eye of Hels Tek laboratory, it’s downright miserable. He lost hope a long time ago, believing there’s no way out. Until a random glitch suddenly gives him another chance at life, in another world- if only he’s strong enough to take it.

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Title: Considering Prey Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34298764 Fandom: Hermitcraft Author: Sharo Relationships: polyHermits Characters: Xisuma, JoeHills, Welsknight, Zedaph Length of the work: 3.2K Genre: Character Study, Smut, kink discussion Type: Fic Summary: It's a calm night at Cleo's Club, just a couple of friends enjoying some hot drinks and casual discussion. One thing leads to another, and someone brings up a particular kink that they enjoy.

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Title: feeling a gold unfolding hand on me Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58788142 Fandom: Hermitcraft Author: springbeetle Relationships: Xisuma & Grian Characters: Xisuma, Grian Length of the work: 3.3k Genre: Character Study, Horror, Whump Type: Fic Summary: It was daylight, not that you could tell from the enclosed room Xisuma had teleported Grian into. A bright, fantastic Hermitcraft day, his friends bustling about the server engaged in activities, cheerfully oblivious to what Xisuma and Grian were about to do in this room together. To what Xisuma was about to do to Grian. Most Hermits weren’t big on tradition, when you got down to it. They’d been around too long, seen enough of the universe to have set preferences about their bodies, or they had their own plans for each season. Scar and Cub had recently finished with their predatory ConVex business, for instance, and Cleo kept her zombieness– zombitude? Zombiehood?-- firmly under her own control, and the less said about Joe’s usual brand of shenanigans, the better. So it had been unusual, having a new player such as Grian bring the concept up in the roundabout fashion he had, side-eyeing Xisuma like he wasn’t sure whether Xisuma would just snatch him up one day, like he was checking off a box on some haphazard to-do list-- like he’d smacked himself on the helmet and gone oh, silly me, that’s right! I forgot to modify Grian to my personal preferences last month!

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Title: Wire snare Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41132226 Fandom: Lifesteal SMP Author: dogdomesticated Relationships: N/A Characters: Rekrap2 Length of the work: 576 Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study Type: Fic Summary: Getting a read on intent. What will kill you first: the toxin or the detonation? A short abstract exploration of Rekrap's character and themes in Lifesteal season 3.

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Title: the handgun is no longer sexy Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54306463 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: consumptive_sphinx_art Relationships: Quackity/Wilbur Soot Characters: Quackity, Wilbur Soot Length of the work: not applicable Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Drama, Romance Type: Web Weave Summary: tfw you love someone and you don't want them to die. that's it that's the art // Las Nevadas Quackity, on not being over Pogtopia.

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Title: and i said, "here i go again" Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61111726 Fandom: Kenadian's Prison Series Author: iamsolarflare Relationships: Kenadian & SeenSven Characters: SeenSven, Kenadian Length of the work: 6,277 Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Hurt-no-comfort, Time Travel Type: Fic Summary: Summary: i've tried to combine / these pieces that won't fit at one time / so here i go -- Kenadian's on a secured train to Daedalus's Vault. Sven's in charge of making sure they get there. And if there's one thing SeenSven is good at, it's being a prison warden.

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Title: Evergreen Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61778293 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: Deathshadowrules Relationships: Cleo/etho/bdubs Characters: ZombieCleo, Ethoslab, bdouble100 Length of the work: 3k Genre: AU, Character Study, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Romance Type: Fic Summary: Winter didn't allow them to travel anywhere. Cleo, Bdubs, and Etho were stuck in this town until the snow let up. When it's warmer, they'll get to the sanctuary, somewhere away from the planet of the plants. For now though, their little slice of home is what they have. They'll make the most of it. (Aka the apocalypse is caused by evil plants and two of these guys are now half plant dudes)

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Title: Redstone and Skulk Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40498818 Fandom: Hermitcraft Author: Silverskye13 Relationships: Tanguish & Helsknight Characters: Tanguish (Hels!Tango), HelsKnight, TangoTek, WelsKnight Length of the work: 240,442 Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Canon-Divergent, Character Study, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort Type: Fic Summary: Tanguish is Tango's hels, and they get along a lot better than most hels and their hermits should. Unfortunately, the universe wasn't made to house both of them. Helsmets were made to return to their hermits eventually, making a complete person. Except what happens when the hels is the stronger of the two? What happens if they really don't want to be?

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Title: they can tell you it's righteous (keep your chin up, son) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33895804 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: thanotaphobia Relationships: Tommy & Tubbo & Ranboo Characters: Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo, Michael Length of the work: 1,857 Genre: Angst, Character Study, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Fluff, Canon-Adjacent Type: Fic Summary: It's a quiet night in Snowchester.

(or, Dream escapes.)

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Title: Defining the Undefined Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57948103 + https://www.tumblr.com/autisticlalna/754738985057845248 Fandom: Skyblock Kingdoms Author: Leontids Relationships: N/A Characters: Dr. Trog Length of the work: 5,762 words + art/webweave Genre: Angst, Canon-Divergent, Character Study, Horror, Pre-Canon Type: Fic, Art, & Web Weave Summary: Sometime before Acacia Kingdom's founding, back when it's just them alone on the island with nothing but the void below, Trog looks too close. Something looks back.

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Title: Crack the Sky (and watch it bleed) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59485045/chapters/151705189 Fandom: Hermitcraft Author: MawOfTheMagnetar Relationships: Hermitcraft Ensemble as family Characters: Docm77, Mumbo Jumbo, StressMonster, ImpulseSV, Skizzleman, BdoubleO100, Keralis, Rendog, TangoTek, Iskall (SUBMITTER'S NOTE: this fic was written before the allegations were made against Iskall and so he has a prominent role in this fic) Length of the work: 39,089 Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Character Study, Crack Fic, Fluff, Friendship, Found Family, Horror, Humour, Hurt/Comfort, Whump Type: Fic Summary: "The blood moon rises over Hermitcraft, but not without warning. The Hermits have made their preparations, and are ready to ride out the night with minimal fuss. But as the red light bathes the land below, the moon’s madness reaches for very different souls indeed…

With friend turned to foe and sunrise a distant memory, the Hermits will have to fight for their lives just to see the dawn!"

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Title: Cogito Ergo Sum Rating: No, it is M-rated or below Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60267802 Fandom: Hermitcraft Author: MawOfTheMagnetar Relationships: None available Characters: iJevin, mentioned Skizzleman, mentioned Hypnotizd Length of the work: 1,783 Genre: Character Study, Crack Fic, Fluff, Friendship, Humour Type: Fic Summary: …Therefore I am.

Or: A strange blue slime spawns at the bottom of a pit and thinks itself a mind, a body, and a soul.

Or or: How Jevin came to be.

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Title: Telepathy Rating: E Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59421211 Fandom: Hermitcraft Author: grannycharles Relationships: Docm77/Xisuma Characters: Docm77, Xisuma Length of the work: 2556 Genre: Character Study, Smut Type: Fic Summary: doc is endlessly curious and never shies away from using discoveries for horny purposes. xisuma indulges him. they both get more than they bargained for.

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Title: Emotional Support Pet Space AU Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/4112548 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: im_always_stressed Relationships: Technoblade & Philza, Technoblade/Philza Characters: Philza, Technoblade Length of the work: 14581 Genre: Angst, Character Study, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Space AU, Whump Type: Fic Summary: The agent stepped aside, laying a hand on a float crate they’d had behind them. They hit the control panel, dissolving the front of it. The agent looked at Phil. “MCM Insurance feels that you need an emotional support pet.”

The creature inside looked out, blinking in the light. Phil stared. “That’s a human, mate.” He didn’t know much about humans, but he knew they were trouble. He’d heard of them attacking in spaceports or stowing away on large ships.

The agent nodded, pleased. “They’re a very intelligent pet species.”

The creature inside the crate unfolded himself and stepped outside, shaking out his shoulders after the time in the small space. He had only four limbs, two legs and two arms, and no wings. The human had a pink mane falling down around his face and was wearing a green collar studded with little blinking lights, and a long blue sweater under his service vest. He was also tall. Phil blinked up at him, fighting the urge to take a step back. His wings puffed up behind him. “He’s fuckin’ taller than me.”

Or: Emotional Support Pet Technoblade

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Title: solar's illager/arcosc tkitn Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/4650859 Fandom: Crossover Fandom Author: iamsolarflare Relationships: Legundo & Weaponknight, Legundo & Loony, Legundo & VikingPilot Characters: Legundo, Loony, Weaponknight, VikingPilot, ShadowMech Length of the work: 25,480 Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Canon-Divergent, Character Study, Crossover, Fantasy AU, Royalty AU Type: Fic Summary: A series of fics revolving around a part-illager interpretation of Legundo’s King In The North character. Main fic description:

Something's wrong with Legundo.

Viking's hasn't been keeping as close an eye on Legundo as he should probably have been, given that the piglin kinda might want him just a little bit dead… but even though he's keeping his distance, it's quite easy to tell something has changed. And this isn't a small something, either. This is the kind of shift that could have major consequences… for more people than expected.

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Title: casualty of (me)(you) Rating: E Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3925075 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: jibbingjibberish Relationships: Queerplatonic Martyn Littlewood | InTheLittleWood/Rendog Characters: InTheLittleWood, Rendog, Docm77 Length of the work: 92,610 Genre: AU, Character Study Type: Fic Series Summary: Set in the mid-90's, in a BDSM verse that is described as: In this universe, humans are more or less the same, except there lies a biological need for domination and/or submission. This need is broadly incorporated into society, and BDSM relationships are incredibly common, with or without romantic and/or sexual relationship intersections.

This series centers primarily around Martyn and Ren fumbling through a queerplatonic and polyamorous relationship; while all fics can be read separately, I would recommend reading them in sequence for full context.

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Title: pull your ribs apart and let the sun inside Rating: E Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57256651/chapters/145641646 Fandom: Video Blogging RPF Author: Seneca_Letters Relationships: "Quackity/Dream/George Quackity/Schlatt" Characters: Quackity, Dream, George, Schlatt Length of the work: 154,778 Genre: Character Study, Romance, Slow Burn, Smut Type: Fic Summary: The summer of 2022 is all about big transitions for Alex – from the DreamSMP to Karmaland, from English content to Spanish, from being on his own to being a boyfriend twice-over – and so maybe it’s no wonder that with so many new things hitting him at once, he reconnects with his old buddy Schlatt after too long apart. But falling in love and lust is one thing; building a relationship that lasts is another. And as the cracks begin to show with Clay and George, as things with Schlatt get closer and more complicated, Alex is forced to make some hard choices about what his life and his work will look like, and which of the secret parts of himself he'll allow the world to see.

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Title: Eyes and Ears Rating: E Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61306369 Fandom: Video Blogging RPF Author: InTheLittleWood Relationships: Martyn/Ren Characters: Martyn, Ren Length of the work: 4,035 Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Horror, Smut Type: Fic Summary: It was a bad idea on top of everything else. Martyn’s been through the wringer mentally and emotionally, and those symptoms that he never got treated? Well, those have been flaring up again. All this to say, well… Martyn really shouldn't have had sex with Ren.

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Title: Do not leave me; I will just follow you. Link: https://www.tumblr.com/block-toad/698222877800103936/yuker-a-comic-revolving-around-tubbo-philzas?source=share Fandom: Dream SMP Author: yuker Relationships: Philza&Tubbo Characters: Tubbo; Philza Length of the work: Not applicable Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort Type: Art Summary: A short study into the complex, near-silent relationship between not-quite-father-and-son. You hurt each other; neither of you will address it, and one won't let the other go. "Do not leave me; I will just follow you." Somehow, in the end, you are family again.

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Title: Ciorbă de Lobodă Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47471404 Fandom: Hermitcraft Author: smokingginger Relationships: Impulse/Pearl, Gem/Pearl, Gem/Impulse/Pearl Characters: Impulse, Gem, Pearl Length of the work: 15,811 Genre: AU, Character Study, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Urban Fantasy/Werewolf/Vampire AU Type: Fic Summary: "I'm going to tell you something and you're not allowed to be mad about it." "There's a lone wolf in my driveway." Impulse SV is the leader of his pack. Which means that he's the first point of contact when a stray wolf shows up at his doorstep. Rehabilitation takes time.

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Title: chronic wasting disease Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49929556 Fandom: Empires SMP Author: Ten_of_Swords Relationships: None apply. Characters: Xornoth, Scott Smajor Length of the work: 1385 Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Pre-Canon Type: Fic Summary: You are nine when you find God in the courtyard, red and small and angry. -- Xornoth will fall to the Corruption. It is inevitable.

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Title: mercy, or something like it Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60858118 Fandom: Empires SMP Author: Jinx72 Relationships: Aeor&Exor Characters: Aeor, Exor, Alinar, Cohnal Length of the work: 2,860 Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Drama, Family, Hurt-no-comfort Type: Fic Summary: High above the final battle of the First Champions, the Two Great Stags of Rivendell meet. They try to talk. Aeor extends his mercy, one last second chance - and Exor refuses his pity.

Two brother-gods, and the last time they called each other brothers.

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Title: RCU (Rosebling Cinematic Universe) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/RCU Fandom: Empires SMP Author: talon_wings & coveredinsun Relationships: fWhip & GeminiTay, fWhip & MythicalSausage & GeminiTay, MythicalSausage & PearlescentMoon, PearlescentMoon & Pixlriffs, fWhip & Pixlriffs Characters: fWhip, GeminiTay, MythicalSausage, PearlescentMoon, Pixlriffs, KatherineElizabeth Length of the work: 217,945 (approximately) Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Drama, Family, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Pre-Canon, Worldbuilding Type: Fic Summary: The Count of the Grimlands, the Wizard of the Crystal Cliffs, and all the things they were, are, and could have been. How does their relationship affect politics and viceversa? Where do fWhip and Gem end and begin?

A summary for the first work in the collection:"The Wizard’s Wither-Common accent reeks of the sharp sounds of Grimmish. She moves with the grace of someone born a leader, and she speaks with the steadiness of one too many shouting matches. Her hair remains the same shade of red it always has been, but it has grown much longer than ever. She dons a green and purple cloak which lacks even a single accent of red. She greets the Count as a stranger. Of course, those are things that fWhip noticed the first time he met the Wizard, but they still linger in his mind years later. That is because he cannot decide which part of his sister he detests more– the part he cannot recognize, or the part he can.""

There are also backstory fics for Sausage, Pearl and Katherine!

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Title: the weakest empire (or so the stories say) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2591938 Fandom: Empires SMP Author: maikuria Relationships: Jimmy Solidarity&LDShadowlady, Jimmy Solidarity&Joel Smallishbeans, Joel Smallishbeans/LDShadowlady, Jimmy Solidarity/MythicalSausage, Jimmy Solidarity/Pixlriffs, fWhip&Jimmy Solidarity Characters: Jimmy Solidarity, Joel Smallishbeans, Lizzie LDShadowlady, Pixlriffs, MythicalSausage, fWhip Length of the work: 52,328 Genre: Angst, AU, Canon-Divergent, Character Study, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Drama, Family, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Worldbuilding Type: Fic Summary: "weakest empire is a series that expands on Jimmy's Codlands worldbuilding, his and Lizzie's heritage, and the relationships with the rest of the Cod Alliance. It also has a certain focus on his relationship with fWhip and his relationship with Sausage. The works are all set in the same universe but can be read as standalones. Summary for fic 11, which delves into the worldbuilding:

"At first glance, the Codfather is still human.

Then, sometimes, out of the corner of the eye, the light hits him just right and—

He looks like something more.

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The Ocean Queen's helmet was not meant for someone with fins.

(OR: a monster is just a monster, what does that make of its children?)"

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Title: pray for rain, brace for whiskey Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46568779 Fandom: Empires SMP Author: sesquidpedalian Relationships: fWhip & Pixlriffs. fWhip/Jimmy Solidarity, Pixlriffs/Jimmy Solidarity Characters: fWhip, Pixlriffs, Solidarity Length of the work: 3,114 Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Hurt/Comfort, Relationship Study Type: Fic Summary: It is written into their prayers. It is woven into their bones. The universe loves you, it says, and this is true.

It is a dangerous thing to be so loved by a thing like that.

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Title: He aha te mea nui o te ao? Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61511431 Fandom: Empires SMP Author: Jinx72 Relationships: Katherine Elizabeth&Joey Graceffa Characters: Katherine Elizabeth, Joey Graceffa, Eversea's Citizens Length of the work: 8,899 Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Drama, Friendship, Humour, Hurt/Comfort, Worldbuilding Type: Fic Summary: Princess Katherine receives an invitation from Pirate Joe to attend Eversea's New Years festivities. She arrives on the last day, much to Joe's delight. Joe explains their traditions, and tells lots of stories. Katherine bonds with Joe's crew. She learns a lot - about Eversea's history, about their people, about their grief, and about their captain.

He aha te mea nui o te ao? He tāngata, he tāngata, he tāngata. / What is the most important thing in the world? It is people, it is people, it is people.

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Title: this is about a stuffed bird Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36163102/chapters/90146260 Fandom: Hermitcraft Author: Bee_4 Relationships: Mumbo Jumbo&Evil Xisuma, Grian & Mumbo Jumbo Characters: Mumbo Jumbo, Evil Xisuma, Grian. Length of the work: 78,043 Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Character Study, Drama, Friendship, Horror, Modern AU, Post-Apocalyptic AU Type: Fic Summary: In which Mumbo crosses several towns, learns some creative methods of self-defense, fights some monsters, sees things no human is meant to have seen, befriends a stranger, steals multiple cars, has inconvenient moral scruples, grows increasingly terrified of his own culpability in the apocalypse, grows a spine, blows up at least one building, accidentally prevents a murder, and attempts to find his best friend in the futile but ever-burning hope the man’s still alive.

He has to say, he’s so exhausted and terrified that he thinks he might just be mad?

(OR: the one where, after most of humanity turns into a series of terrifying monsters, Mumbo decides he’s going to risk his life on an apocalypse road trip to try to find out if Grian is alive. Things, as you might imagine, devolve from there.) "

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Title: put your fingers in my cage (I will bite you) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50741944 Fandom: Lifesteal SMP Author: immolxtion_stxtion Relationships: none Characters: Mapicc, Spoke Length of the work: 5,182 Genre: Character Study, Dark Fic, Hurt-no-comfort, Whump Type: Fic Summary: "So now he’s standing on cold fucking tiles, porcelain-white and covered in blood splatter, metal tracing his lips every time he tries to make an expression. Bark like a dog. He’s not going to fucking do that. He’s not a dog, he’s a goddamn human. He’s not loyal, not submissive, not goddamn subservient.

“You’re the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest.”"

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Title: tall enough to reach the branches Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56253148 Fandom: Hermitcraft Author: springbeetle Relationships: Oliver Brotherhood | Mumbo Jumbo/Charles | Grian, Oliver Brotherhood | Mumbo Jumbo & Charles | Grian & Grumbot (Hermitcraft) Characters: Charles | Grian, Oliver Brotherhood | Mumbo Jumbo, Grumbot (Hermitcraft) Length of the work: 4856 Genre: Character Study, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Drama, Fluff, Family, Kidfic Type: Fic Summary: Mumbo and Grian experience parenthood in a reality that doesn't traditionally have 'children' or 'parents'- only players, and the game. Very sweet and cute and a little tense.

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Title: Tempering Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46813474/chapters/117914014#workskin Fandom: Crossover Fandom Author: sixteenthdays Relationships: Grian&Jimmy; Grian&Pearl Characters: Grian; Jimmy Solidarity; Pearlescentmoon; Martyn Inthelittlewood Length of the work: 6,126 Genre: Character Study, Friendship, Horror Type: Fic Summary: "You’re not actually Grian, are you?” Jimmy asks, suddenly, while they’re sitting side by side on a bench in Tumble Town.

(One discussion on Watchers, which eat what they love; one on Listeners, which will catch you when you fall; and one on Pearl, who knows the world to be wrong.)

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And there we have it! 45 Character Studies so far. Any of them catch your eye?