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fish-eat-fish · 1 year ago

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⋆ Gwen x f!reader ⋆ Sleep ⋆

request: @hyunslvvr can u pls do one for f!reader x gwen where they have a day in and they just stay in bed:)

tags: fluff, comfort, wlw, cuddling

word count: 2.1k

a/n: im paving away at requests rn, this one had me kicking my feet i LOVE gwen stacy _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR REQUESTING FOR HER, another one for the gays <3

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Un unbelievable stack of homework and two essays due. You couldn’t believe it. The sunlight beamed through your window and shined onto your desk, papers covering its surface as you tiredly scribbled on your assignment papers. Friday night and you had nothing better to do than weekend homework, how miserable. You sighed, tapping mindlessly on your desk when a buzz from your phone interrupted you. Picking it up, you smiled seeing it was Gwen.

It read, “on the way, open ur window!”

You sighed at the words, setting down your pencil and getting up out of your chair to unlock your window. Gwen had a bad habit of breaking in when she wanted to. You’d already assured her your family was okay with her visiting, preferably through the front door. But she always insisted that it was easier this way. Socializing seemed to sometimes stress her out you noticed.

Unlocking your window with a click, you raised it open, taking a nice breather as cold air blew in. The sunset was particularly nice today, and you didn’t quite mind seeing your favorite person right now. Sitting on your bed, you spiffed up your room for Gwen, making the bed and cleaning your cluttered desk. Just as you were about to exit your room to go and grab some snacks, a few knocks on your window sill signaled that your girlfriend had arrived. You turned around and beamed.

“Hey, sorry for the late notice.” She apologized, sitting on your window sill and climbing down from it. Taking off her white mask, Gwen sat down on your bed, crashing down on it. Until she rose up again.

“Oh, sorry.”

“Thank you for remembering.” You teased. Watching her take off her beaten-up shoes, and carefully placing them near the window on the floor. She let out a huff, flopping back onto your bed. Gwen’s suit was a little damaged and scratched. She looked tired.

“I’m not keeping you from anything, am I…?” She asked. It was obvious that she felt guilty about her visit. But you’d reassured her many times before that your room was always available to her whenever she wanted. And so was your company.

Eyeing the homework on your desk, you declared your study session over. It didn’t matter all that much compared to hanging out with her. “Nope. I’m glad you dropped by actually, I was getting bored.” You explained, looking at Gwen as she folded her legs up on your bed. Gwen awkwardly rubbed her arm as she looked around the room.

“So…”

“Yes.”

She raised her eyebrow, “You don’t even know what I was gonna say.”

Rolling your eyes, you responded, “Yes you can sleep over. I don’t mind.”

Gwen smiled at you, relieved. You leaned back against your desk, “I’m glad you’re here.”

She smirked, “What, you missed me?”

“Actually I did, yeah.”

Looking at Gwen, you figured that she didn’t have the best day today, being a crime fighting hero and all. Walking up to her and leaning down, you placed a hand on her cheek and gave her face a quick kiss. She chuckled and peered up at you. You held onto her cheek momentarily, “I’m gonna go and get us some snacks. Have you eaten anything today?”

“Oh uh, I haven’t had the chance yet.”

“Gwen.” You said, sternly.

“I just had to go to band practice, then there was some jerk downtown and-” She spoke quietly, her voice dying down as you stared at her, an irritated look on your face. Gwen sighed and grabbed the back of her neck, her hair falling down to hide her guilty expression.

“Sorry…”

You sighed, smiling at her nonetheless, “I’m gonna go make us some food. Stay put Spider.” Gwen grinned at you, watching you walk out of the room. She took a deep breath, lying down as she observed your room like she always did. She loved the comfort you and your space brought her. Your room was decorated with posters and fairy lights.

Gwen looked around, deciding that she should probably change. It was an unspoken ritual for Gwen to pick out something from your closet. You’d let her do it once, for a sleepover. But ever since, she’d found routine in picking out an outfit of yours for her to wear and potentially keep if given permission.

She walked up to your closet, finding a pair of pajama pants and an oversized tee. She slipped it on as she changed out of her spider suit, carefully tucking it away to where it was out of sight. Just in case. Gwen tugged the shirt towards her face, taking in your scent. Her senses were filled with just you, as she felt at ease.

Walking over to your bed, she noticed a new photo in your little collage of Polaroids. It was from your last hangout. “The Mary Janes Concert–October.” In it, Gwen was holding you by the waist, her drumsticks clasped in her hand. Your arm held her cheek for a kiss, whilst the other held up Gwen’s Polaroid camera. Gwen was laughing as she looked in your direction, feeling proud of your praise of her performance.

That night your throat was so raspy from cheering for her, and Gwen felt absolutely ecstatic as you tackled her after the concert. She was happy to introduce you to her band members after, grabbing you by the hand and speaking with pride to announce you as her one and only girlfriend.

Gwen stared at the Polaroid, taking it in. She smiled and reached out, touching the photo. Moments like these felt surreal, and being reminded that someone as amazing as you were willing to stick by her and be in her life, made her woozy. Gwen loved you a lot.

The door cranked open as you walked in, a plate of sandwiches in one hand, and a mug of freshly brewed tea in your other. You set down the food on your nightstand, glancing at Gwen as she took her hand away from the Polaroid hung up above your bed. You observed her, obsessed with the way she looked in your clothes.

“Being nosy again?”

“Just lookin’ around.” She shrugged, tucking her blonde hair behind her ear.

You sat down next to her, the bed shifting under your weight. You held out the plate towards her, to which she gratefully accepted. Gwen dug in right away, mumbling incoherent words as she ate. You laughed at this, “I can’t understand you when your chewing, you know that right?” Gwen swallowed her bite and smiled at you, gesturing to her sandwich.

“This is seriously good. I’ll never get tired of your food.”

“Glad you like it.” You grabbed the mug off of the nightstand, passing it to her as she finished the last bite of her sandwich. Chamomile is Gwen’s favorite. You’d made an effort to always keep it in stock for her since she liked to crash at yours a lot. Gwen took it carefully in her hands, blowing on the tea to cool it down.

You grabbed a pillow off of your bed and hugged it to your chest, just quietly watching Gwen as she drank her tea. You gently smiled, as she seemed a little bit more energized now. Grabbing your own mug from the nightstand, you drank it quickly, uncaring of how cold it had gotten. Putting the mug down, you patted the bed. Gwen looked up at you curiously.

“I’m a little tired today, do you wanna…?”

Her eyes widened as she lowered her mug.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t mind.” She smiled at your offer, shifting off of the bed, and placing her tea on your nightstand. She lifted the covers off of your bed, carefully moving the pillows and occasional stuffed animals off to the side to make room. As Gwen got into the bed, you turned off your main light, allowing the darkness to consume your room. The sun had set long ago now, and it was time to wind down. You walked up to your fairy lights, switching them on so that only gentle orange light illuminated your room.

Carefully stepping over to your bed, you got in, placing the covers over yourself, noting how you were much colder before. The warmth of your covers had you snuggling into them deeper. You glanced over at Gwen, who looked a little unsure of what to do with herself. You two were still kind of new to the whole cuddling thing. It’d taken a long while for Gwen to be comfortable with physical contact like that on top of that. She let out a small laugh as you snaked your arm around her as you faced her.

“What?” You asked, curious of her amusement.

“I don’t think this position is natural for you.” She teased, noting how awkward your arm felt around her torso. Your body was also pretty stiff. Gwen’s face was gently glowing due to the string lights, her blonde hair fell down into her face as she shifted her body to face towards you. So much for being big spoon tonight.

There was a quick silence between the two of you. Your face was comfortably above the covers, whilst Gwen pulled them up to cover her exposed skin. Her heart was racing, as usual. She’d never gotten used to intimate moments like this, and she’d decided that she’d never get used to it. You made her nervous in all the good ways.

Gwen peered at you, the covers pulled up to half of her face. Nothing was said between the two of you. Leaning in closer, you gently moved her blonde hair out of her eyes. Talking no louder than a whisper, you spoke, “Your hair, I think the pink is fading, you should…”

Gwen shuffled, reaching out and grabbing your collar, pulling you closer to her. Her hair tickled your face as she hovered her face near yours, before carefully connecting her lips with yours. It was quick but intimate. And if not for the dark, Gwen would have definitely taken the opportunity to comment on the rising red on your cheeks. She pulled away, not completely leaving the kiss as her lips brushed over yours. And yet just like that it was over.

She cleared her throat as you lay there speechless, she glanced at your eyes through the dim room, avoiding eye contact as much as possible.

“We should probably sleep now. It’s getting… late.” She blurted. That statement was probably wrong, but you nodded anyways. Gwen’s internal alarms went off, as she criticized her judgment. That took a lot of courage, but she didn’t want you to know. Laying beside her, you stared at Gwen in awe and adoration. You loved this girl so much it was unbelievable.

“Fine.” You sighed. Gwen eyed you questioningly.

“Go on.” You said defeatedly. Gwen laughed at your words, smirking as she saw your expression.

“Finally.” She teased.

Turning over to the other side, you felt her cold hands wrap around your torso, pulling you in closer. Your bodies were snug against each other. Still being wide awake, you hoped Gwen didn’t feel your thumping heart as her hand was placed on your torso. She definitely did notice of course, but she was nervous too, hiding her face in your shirt.

You both lay there, nervous and awkward, as it was usually in the beginning stages of a relationship. You felt her move your fingers, playing with them.

“I think you’re the most amazing girl I know.” She spoke softly, into your back. Your heart fluttered at this. At Gwen’s voice, and the way she gave you affection.

“I love you,” you whispered out.

Gwen only smiled as she planted a soft kiss into your shoulder.

“I love you too.”

Yawning, Gwen mumbled something into your shirt, unable to really keep her eyes open any longer. You hummed, questioning what she said. But she didn’t reply. You’d finally calmed down, letting the comfort of the covers and Gwen’s warmth ease your mind. The city’s ambiance seeped into your room through the open window as you let your mind wander. Gwen’s breathing slowed down, her head placed on your back.

Readjusting yourself and the covers by pulling them up, you froze as Gwen stirred in her sleep. Cautiously, you pulled part of the covers over her. Gwen held onto your torso tighter and moved her face into your neck, her breathing tickling your skin. Holding her hand, you caressed her skin. Her hands were rough and calloused, evidence of her skills as a drummer.

Feeling Gwen twitch in her sleep, she subconsciously intertwined her fingers with yours. The only thing you could remember was Gwen’s touch as you dozed off. Gwen may have needed your comfort and presence the most after every day as Ghost-Spider, but she’d never understand that you needed her more than you let on.

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#across the spiderverse #spiderverse x reader #spiderverse fanfic #gwen stacy x you #gwen stacy x reader #gwen stacy x y/n #female reader #wlw fanfic #atsv gwen #atsv x reader

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movedtodykedvonte · 1 year ago

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Peter, about Spider-Man: He’s not that bad.

Jameson, mockingly: With how you defend the little punk you might as well be married to him!

Peter, quipping as a defense: If only he’d pop the question.

Jameson, missing the joke: …You’ve been dating Spider-Man?

Peter, stunned that was his best excuse: I-I uh…

Jameson: My own employees! Playing kissy with the web-head!

Peter: Look Jonah, if you just let me explain-

Jameson, realizing printing an article about Spider-Man being gay and dating the guy who only submits pictures of him will sell a fortune: Oh you’re gonna tell me everything, Parker.

#this is all an excuse for Peter to track down Eddie and the symbiote and beg them to play a nice spidey #so he can pretend date him before staging a pretend break up #only to form the absolute worst polycule known to man #yes Jameson thinks MJ was his beard the entire time or at the very least Peter just gets around with Spideys permission #j jonah jameson #peter parker #spider-man #spiderman #spiderverse #eddie brock #symbiote #venom #marvel comics

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cursed-elements-blog · 3 months ago

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If you love Chunt so much give us all available chanter facts.

okie dokie!!! if i get any wrong, I'll delete my account (lying). im also not going to just do a full plot recap!! i will have to reference some plot points though so spoilers for Echo VN.

Chunty wunty was born in 1993 between Spring (probably March/April, i don't remember when his spring break was) and November 1st. He is a north american river otter! he was born and raised within Echo.

when he was a child, he was kind of an asshole! using carl's fear of ghosts to get access to carl's game consoles when he wanted to stay the night and frequently telling lies to get what he wants. Chase tells himself via his inner monologue that his dick is huge. on november 1st 2008, chase got caught jacking off to gay porn (fox and horse specifically) by his parents and then spent the rest of the day avoiding them. he got together with leo the day after that. Chase has arachnophobia. chase is bisexual but tells people he's gay cause he says that it is much easier to do that than to explain what bisexual is. at college he had one single edible and had a terrible intense trip lmao man CANNOT handle weed.

Chunt and Jenna thought it would be funny to pull a prank on Leo, this ended up with Chase breaking up with Leo. he suffers from sleep paralysis, hallucinations, and dissociation because sam-entity is possessing him. he has a somewhat artificial interest in journalism and photography and only really chose that field because Jenna suggested it to him when she told him to try to leave Echo. speaking of Jenna, Chaunter drove her out of Echo and to Payton to escape her abusive family.

after chase broke up with Leo and went off to college, he would still send Leo a bunch of sexually charged messages telling him how he missed Leo when drunk. he's such a messy bitch (affectionate). Chase and Carl used to be roommates in college before Carl dropped out. then Chase roomed with a rabbit and then Vincent. he was a very average student. chase used to have an anchor bracelet that he and Leo wore to symbolize their relationship* *yo i fucking cried when writing this sentence. that got me so emotional holy shit.

this is long so here is a break. more under the cut :3

he stopped wearing the bracelet during college. Chase drowned Sydney because he felt as if Sydney would eventually kill TJ. he then subconsciously suppressed this memory. he used to see a psychiatrist and take meds because he saw a body hanging in the woods shortly after Sydney's death.

Chase has a noticeable but not apparent gay accent. like that valley girl twang. stereotypical gay voice. he has said "haaii" he has said "hey, bee-otch" and he has said "hiiiiiiii~". when he and Leo first got together, they ended up sort of neglecting their other friends. Chase only was available to drive Jenna to Payton because he and Leo were fighting and thus not speaking to each other.

once TJ asked Chase how he knew he was into men, and Chase told him to go to a porn website. Chase loves to swim! he also stinks. Chase's musk actually apparently turns people off, especially on dating sites. speaking of, Chase is on Predatr, a dating app (parody of grindr)

Chase's mom calls his arachnophobia "his little spider problem". chase used to think he was strictly gay but realized that wasn't quite right sometime during his late teens/early 20s. CHase doesn't finish his school project in time in a vast majority of the routes. Chase, Jenna, and Leo used to play platformers together before Leo could really understand english, "double jump that sucker" became a in-joke between the three. the two of them helped Leo learn english.

in Flynn's route, Chase has exactly one good and successful publication before his journalism career goes downhill. he is 26 when he meets Devon and Cameron in Echo. in leo's route Chase is 22/23 when he visits with his boyfriend Kudzu. Chase's whereabouts after TJ's route is unknown! terrifying given how that route ended!

Chase has a body count of 2, killing Sydney and Flynn (only in TJ's route). In Carl's route, Chase once again rooms with Carl in college. Chase is a fucking kinkshamer. Chase tends to assume all christians are homophobic and subtly had behaved rudely to TJ and his family because of this despite their love of him.

when he was 15 he put a fucking gay dating ad seeking a "friend/mentor" while pretending his was 18 by taking a photo of him on a roller coaster and blurring out the face. this plan did not work and he was banned from the sight. probably has a small bladder cause he needs to piss a lot!

Chase went through an emo phase where he frosted his hair tips. god i wish we saw that. Chase thought his little goatee would grow into a full beard. it did not. Chase Hunter is my babygirl!! Chase and Leo went to TJ's christian party thing and spent the entire party making out in Leo's car. Chase bottomed for most of his relationship with Leo. Chase is 5'7. Chase once had Leo put his dick in a hotdog bun and was "shocked" at the result according to Leo. Chase is attending Pueblo University, can't believe i hadn't put that one down yet

Chase's legs are described as "stubby" and he isn't a great runner because of it. Chase doesn't like the idea of getting more help for his issues after having poor experiences with them as a kid. Chase used to get bullied sort of by Clint and Jeremy. Leo's family loved Chase when they were dating. Chase has a high amount of leg specific injuries across the entire vn.

Chase's original last name was going to be Cooper according to Howly. Chase is the first ECHO PROJECT PROTAGONIST!!!! BABYGIRL MADE HISTORY!!!!

im ending it there cause i have work in the morning :/

part 2 maybe ;3

#chase and I are getting married <3<3<3 #you are all invited #does this prove my love anon? do you see what Chase means to me?#chunter <3 #chase <3 #chase hunter #chase hunter echo #we chunt together #echo vn #don't call me leo coded

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24-7fandombrain · 1 year ago

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More Arachkid headcanons because you all seemed to like my last list:

Hobie and Jefferson do NOT get along. At all (for obvious reasons). But they never fight because Miles is always there whenever they meet and there's a begrudging "He is my son/boyfriend and I love him very much and I know he loves you very much so I will tolerate you for the time being."

Gwen was Miles's first kiss. Hobie is "definitely not jealous" of that

Miles is asexual biromantic

Gayatri likes to flirt with Gwen to see her get all flustered (and also because she has a minor crush on her)

Pavitr has a full album of pictures of Hobie modeling

They have PowerPoint nights with such delightful entries as "Why I'm the Best Miles" (from Miles-42), "Miguel O'Hara is a Little Bitch, and Here's Why" (from Hobie), "Every Member of the Spider Society and Whether or Not I Could Beat Them in a Fight" (also from Miles-42), and "Top 20 Reasons why Gayatri is Perfect" (from Pavitr with collaboration from Gwen)

Hobie let's Miles-42 borrow one of his web shooters every now and then and the two of them will go swinging around the city together

All of them participated in Barbenheimer, but there was FURIOUS debate as to which movie to see first (They decided on Barbie, but ended up missing Oppenheimer because they were all too emotionally devastated from Barbie)

Miles-42 will do Miles's hair whenever he feels like it

Miles-42 is genuinely scared of Pavitr because, as he puts it, "It's the nice ones you've got to look out for. Because one day, they're going to snap, and no one is going to be prepared."

If one of them is having a hard time fighting a villain, someone else will hop over to their dimension to help out

Miles-42 came out to Uncle Aaron by introducing Hobie as his boyfriend, and Aaron's response was just "Yeah, that makes sense."

Rio-42 thought for the longest time that "Spiderman" was like a code word for gay until Miles-42 sat down and explained it to her

Pavitr's guilty pleasure is American reality TV, especially dating and cooking shows. Gayatri and Hobie will watch it with him, but they swear up and down that they hate it

Miles-42 treats Miles like a little brother, even though they're the same age

#spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman atsv #across the spiderverse #miles morales #hobie brown #gwen stacy #pavitr prabhakar #prowler miles #miles earth 42 #earth 42 miles morales #gayatri singh #flowerpunk #ghostflower #pavitr x gayatri #punkprowler #spiderverse headcanons #atsv headcanons

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sweetsmalldog · 3 months ago

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SVSSS Liveblog Volume 1 Chapter 4

Honestly getting into a novel you hate because the monsters are cool is valid as hell

Him not eating when Binghe is gone is such a bad sign, he’s not gonna eat after he pushes Binghe into the abyss is he?

“I don’t want to throw him into the Abyss but I also don’t want to die” is good motivation

I know Binghe was twirling his hair thinking about the conference like “I’m going to win the whole thing and Shizun will see how strong I am”

Pretty art!!! Also blatantly pinning Binghe!!!

Shen Qingqiu, internally: right for his future harem Binghe: Looking at him like that

In my heart Binghe has a little diary where he writes Shen Qingqiu’s name surrounded by hearts and plans their wedding and combines their last names and stuff

Them flying on their swords is really cool

“Your spoiled what’s next snacks” “That’s a great idea Binghe do you have any snacks”

He is spoiled and pampered tho <3 he’s got that Princess privilege as the rightful sole future love interest, the protagonist’s most favorite and specialist guy

“Don’t thirst after my disciple” He is gay if that helps

“Of course they don’t want me watching how could I forget” meanwhile Binghe is jealous as hell

This Palace Master is going to come back later isn’t he

Not him bemoaning that fact that Luo Binghe is being kind when it prevents him from showing off

Not the foot fetish material!

He doesn’t care about looking at them in the water because he’s only got eyes for you dude!! You’re the love interest now they’re just randos! You got promoted and they got demoted

Why is “now the threesome scene can’t happen in the future” your reaction to children dying?

Only Luo Binghe can’t be killed, I get thinking “They’ll probably be fine” but that’s been stated a couple of times. Luo Binghe is safe the rest of y’all should learn to protect yourselves tho

Maybe now isn’t the time to mention it but I had a platonic crush on the girl from The Ring as a child

Local man understandably not ready to see teens murdered by monsters

“You can’t go there’s a chance your powers will stop working and you’ll be murdered” “well I’ll for sure die if I don’t do anything so I’m going”

Heads growing spider legs is actual nightmare fuel

Binghe just wants to heal him :((

The Abyss is open

Also PRETTY ART!!! And a new hot man!!

… And Shang Qinghua I guess

Listen I’m far more interested in the new beautiful man who just showed up then the traitor peak lord

He’s supposed to be evil Binghe’s right hand… I mean pretty privilege is a thing and if anyone deserves it…

Listen I’m aroace not blind

Shhh let him show up early ya know for the “plot”

His sword broke :( I know he’s supposed to get a new cooler one but the swords here are cool

“Aw shit I wasn’t demon racist and now it’s biting me in the ass”

Also this hurts

:((((( BINGHE!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOO

I can’t even fully appreciated the art because I’m pain

How it started:

How it’s Going:

Not everyone thinking he’s dead ;-;

I’m gonna take a minute no one talk to me

Him forgetting Binghe is gone ;—;

And he’s unwilling to admit how much he missed him sir your repression is showing

HIM MOURNING BINGHE’S INNOCENCE AND YOUTH I’M GONNA CRY-

Heart break points ;-;

This motherfucker’s the author, Shen Qingqiu kill

I hope Mr. Masturbation fucking dies I’m so upset

Shen Qingqiu kill this man and my life is yours

#svsss #Sam reads svsss #Sam reads svsss volume 1 #scum villian self saving system #liveblog #svsss liveblog

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artzychic27 · 5 months ago

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🏳️‍⚧️Happy Pride From the Recess Class!🏳️‍🌈

Akuma Class

Science Kids

Austin A: Legally Blonde, but Gayer

Gender nonconforming, who has time to narrow down pronouns?

Does everyone’s makeup before Pride with Kendra and Victoria

Dyes his hair pink

Gives free haircuts, paints peoples’ nails, and dyes hair using spray-on dye

They just want everyone to look fabulous, is that so wrong?!

Dresses in only flag colors

Uses his mom’s credit card to buy binders for people

This is the only time of year he makes people simp. Not the other way around

And they are going to use it to their advantage

Dresses her chinchillas in drag

They. Look. Gorgeous.

He somehow escapes the Glitter Wars unscathed

Todrick Hall is her anthem

Austin B: Gaymer Gurl

AroAce and He/Him

Wears Croc Heelys to pride

He wanders off a lot, and it terrifies his boyfriends best friends

Brings Elizabeth III to every pride and dresses her in only the finest fashions

He buys her all sorts of pride-themed cat toys because she’s worth it

When people ask him on a date, Elizabeth III hisses at them

Casually getting adopted by drag queens after he casually tells them about his home situation

He’s granted entry to any drag house when he wants to get away from his “parents”. He’s got six moms now, and he will steal jewelry for them

He met a little girl with yellow eyes like him and she hugged him

All of Marceline’s songs are his anthems

Austin Q: Secret Mom Friend with Mommy Issues

Questioning & He/?

Tempted to put a leash on everyone

Especially Austin B because he won’t stop wandering off!

Austin Q: WHERE ARE MY BABIES?! Have you seen a little bitch in yellow glitter pants?! He’s a little ho, but I love him!

He supplies the snacks Austin T doesn’t make. He’s the main apple slice supplier

He also makes sure to bring apple juice. He just likes apples. “They’re good for you, Armsy!”

Cosplays as every redhead character- Penn Zero, Vicky, Melissa Chase, Mary Test, Black Widow, and more

He joins the muscle-flexing contests and wins a couple

Can carry Austin A, B, and T on his shoulders

Once again, everyone thinks the four of them are a poly couple

Austin Quinlan, Protector of Lesbians, Wielder of the Sapphic Sword, Kicker of Protesters’ Balls

Knows how to do a badass rainbow kick

Austin T: OUT OF THE WAY! I AM VERY GAY!

Gay & He/Him

Bakes all sorts of pastries for everyone and it’s pretty much the one thing everyone looks forward to

Seriously, this boy brings like twenty containers full of cupcakes, cookies, and pancakes (For the pansexuals, of course)

Not even protesters are immune to his cupcakes. But because he’s petty, they only get plain vanilla with no toppings

That’s how disappointed he is in them. Now they feel as though they’ve disrespected every deity

The drag queens, dykes on bikes, and just lesbians in general will kill for this baby

Casually name drops his parents any time a protester screams in his face

He and Jean reenact scenes from Phantom of the Opera

DJ threw a glitter bomb at him, and no one was safe

Wears Huggycake like a boa because she loves all the people, and she scares off homophobes

He met other reptile queers and now they’re having brunch

Lotta Jameson: Kick Buttowski, Queer Daredevil

Aromantic and She/Her

Gerard tinkered with her Vespa, and now rainbow glitter shoots out the pipes

Do NOT give her sugar. Seriously

She somehow sneaks onto floats

Austin Q: Lotta! Get down from there!/ Lotta: Be gay, do crimes!

Brings a baseball bat in case of transphobes

She has a shirt that says so

She did a bike jump over the protesters and dropped bags of glitter on them

Now she’s getting called Amelia Earhart by literally everyone

She got the aviator goggles and they’re pretty sure Amelia is a queer icon… Also, she sometimes goes missing in the crowd. She’s so short!

Austin Q: WHERE’S MY OTHER BABY?! SHE’S THE LITTLE GINGER BITCH IN GOGGLES!/ Lotta: Do you call all your babies bitches?

Kendra Anne Gunderson: Casually Spider-Man Kisses People… With Consent

Polyromantic and She/Her

Kendra is a bit of an icon

Known by all as “Hand-Stand Girl” because she walked only on her hands for the entire event

She has two drag queen uncles and her cousin is a beauty influencer in the queer community

Every time Kendra breathes, a lesbian meets her perfect match

Her eyeliner is on point

DJ lowers her down from buildings so that she can kiss pretty people… With consent, of course

Those two are always getting into some sort of trouble

They spray painted some transphobe’s car and put an egg in the slightly open trunk. It stunk up the car for days

When she’s not pranking protesters, she’s on the mom friend squad with Austin Q and keeping Austin B from wandering off

DJ Detweiler: The Drag Jester

Genderfluid, Bisexual, and He/She

Owns an assortment of pun shirts for every sexuality. No one knows how they come up with them

DJ: I came out to my dad./ Mason: DJ, NO!/ DJ: He told animal control he had a bison in his house!

Always accused of starting the Glitter Wars. She ain’t denying anything

As the name implies, he’s gonna prank the protesters and TERFs

So far, he got a TERF to sit on a whoopie cushion, tricked some dick trying to force himself on an Ace girl into kissing a frog, and made some homophobe think his foot went missing

Heads to drag clubs to do standup, and is probably gonna get a Netflix show when she gets older

DJ: Do you know the difference between a government bond and a homophobe? The bond matures.

Now he’s booked for seven shows throughout the month

He’s got a laugh like Sardonyx that makes people (Especially Mason) simp

Any time DJ laughs, a trans boy gets his soup

Austin Spinelli: Sneaking Out in Ballet Flats

Achillean and He/Him

Casually flirts with any guy he comes across

And he lays the Italian accent on THICK

Dresses in pinstripe suits and says he’s the boss of the Velvet Mafia

When he’s not in suits, he’s dressed in his ballet gear and doing ribbon dances

His splits are flawless

Any time Spinelli does a pirouette, a trans girl gets her wings

Any time Spinelli does a pirouette, a transphobe gets punched

When he’s got the time, and he always does, he does chalk art with the kids, and creates a literal mural

He’s always got time

The organizers loved his work so much, they commissioned a mural for a youth center

Knits beanies for everyone

Gia Griswald: You Ask, I’ll Tell

MtF Trans and She/Her

Her dad went with her to her first pride, and none of the protesters wanted to mess with the six foot tall military general war hero

Gets into flexing contests

Wears rainbow camouflage to every event

If she sees a scuff on your combat boots, she’s gonna clean them

Helped Gerard write his queer history book

In a club with other queer history buffs and they reenact iconic poses from history, but make them gay

She attended a military funeral with her dad during June, and the soldier being burried was a lesbian

Immediately, a bunch of freaks who probably stalked them went to protest. Gia flipped some bastard over her shoulder

Roger Raincomprix, the arriving officer, didn’t see a thing

She eats a crap ton of marshmallows

Victoria LaSalle: Queers on Wheels

Asexual, Bigender, and He/They/She

Decorates her wheelchair with all sorts of pride stickers

Rocks it every year in a crop top

Starts every glitter bomb fight. No one ever sees them coming

She’s just… She’s a goddex

Everyone wants to get a selfie with him. That’s how gorgeous he is

Out of everyone’s leagues

Teaches kids in wheelchairs how to pop a wheelie

Likes to answers kids’ questions

Kid: Are you a robot?/ Victoria: … Yes. Yes, I am.

Only Gerard has the privilege of sitting in his lap as he cruises through the crowd

Gerard Grundler: The Gay Genius

FtM Trans, Pan, Polyamorous, He/Him

He’s written a mini-pride history book with Gia. They got publishers lining up and everything!

Everyone is just so pretty

He bails during the Glitter Wars and takes cover in a coffee shop

Victoria’s gotta keep him from wandering off and possibly joining a cult because the members are pretty

Probably hacked into the medical system so people can have better access to hormones

Faints any time he sees Victoria in a crop top

Dresses in a lot of pride flag sweater vests no matter how hot it is

Victoria: Gerard, it’s ninety-/ Gerard: SWEATER VESTS RULE!

He builds robots to wave pride flags in sync

He and Rochelle protect the bugs

Mindy Blumberg: Opera is Gay as Fuck

Demigirl, Panromantic, They/She

Sings “Rainbow Connection” in an operatic fashion, and leaves everyone in tears

Carries Gia on her shoulders

She carries everyone on her shoulders, but mostly Gia

Will act as a human shield during the Glitter Wars because that’s how much she cares.

But the second Austin T gets his hands on a glitter bomb, she’s out

Hayley Kiyoko is her anthem

If you ask, they’ll hug you

Mindy gives amazing hugs

Everyone will die for this girl

Also, she’s weirdly poetic. It makes everyone wanna listen to her for hours

Is a pacifist, but she’ll give it to you straight if you mess with her friends

Rochelle Weems: That one person at pride who takes pictures of the protesters screaming at queer kids and posts them online for everyone to see

Demigirl, Polysexual, Ze/Zir

Brings zir Polaroid to make a scrapbook and blackmail protesters

Ze’s a rat, but a good kind of rat. The kind who makes sure homophobes and transphobes don’t get away with yelling at queer kids

Was self conscious about zir back brace until ze saw a drag king wearing a bedazzled one

Was roped into letting Austin A, Victoria and Kendra do zir makeup

Ze looked gorgeous!

Ze and Austin B share the good gossip with drag queens

In exchange, they get tickets to shows

Will kill for Austin T’s cookies

Just don’t let zir have too much sugar, otherwise ze will go crazy and start a cult based on cookies where everyone wears Cookie Monster bathrobes

It’s happened once before, and now ze’s under surveillance

Protects the bugs from getting stepped on and then places them in protesters’ hair

Ze saw this one guy about to take a swing at a lesbian, and promptly kicked him in the balls

Now ze’s got twelve new numbers in zir phone

Mason Ewing: The Most Organized Person At Pride

Bigender, Asexual, He/She

Brings a binder filled with horrific facts about conversion therapy to throw in the faces of protesters

Will talk the ear off of any protester about why they’re wrong about everything until they just walk away

Gets carried by DJ on her shoulders

Somehow knows where everyone is at all times

He teaches Rochelle how to walk in pumps and ze teaches him how to steal thirty candy bars

Brings sarcastic coffee thermoses

Paid Gerard to make her coffee maker battery operated, and now she brings it everywhere

She just pins an asexual flag pin on her tie and calls it a day. Though, if DJ asks, she will wear a pun shirt

DJ is the only one who knows how to make her laugh, and Spinelli’s taking bets on who will ask who out first

Beck King: Cosplays As Frida Kahlo

Nonbinary, Achillean, They/Them

The responsible chaperone when M. Grotke’s out of commission

Dyes their unibrow rainbow

Silently flirts with guys using eyebrow language

Cosplays as Clone High Frida Kahlo and the original Frida Kahlo. They just like Frida

Just casually flexing their muscles in front of hot guys, nothing going on there

Then the hot guys write their phone numbers on their hockey stick

Spinelli’s mentor in ‘The Way of the Achillean’

He makes crowns for kids

Any time a protester tries to attack them, they just suddenly disappear

People swear they’ve see men in black drag protesters away from Beck

Seriously, it’s like this guy’s got a whole security detail!

Alonzo Grotke: I Went to the First Pride, and All I Got Was This Brick

FtM Trans, Gay, He/Him

A well seasoned gay

Has a shirt that says “Papa Gay”

He’s total DILF getting hit on by every silver fox. He ain’t complaining, and they sure ain’t complaining when they get a look at his abs with that crop top

Seriously, this guy is ripped

The parade paused when one of the floats got a flat, and he just… He just made a whole bunch of guys simp by changing a tire, that’s all they’ll say

He’s the one keeping people at gay bars from getting roofied by creeps

Teaches meditation at the youth center

He gets hit on by the single dads, A LOT

Back in the day, he stole a police motorcycle and painted it rainbow. He passes out autographed copies of his mugshot because it’s such a good photo

His kids went to spy on his date with M. Monlataing and he pretended he didn’t notice

He passes mini water bottles to protesters since it’s ninety degrees out and he doesn’t want them dying of thirst despite everything

But, he does it with this smirk like, “Looks like I’m the bigger person here, losers. Namaste.”

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #mlb ocs #recess class #Disney recess #pride month #lgbtqia #lesbian #bisexual #gay #transgender #queer #asexual #aromantic #be gay do crime

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romeoeatzkorn · 1 year ago

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OKAY!!!!

Goldenpunk (aka Hobie x Pavitr) HCs cause I can

Hobie is a SKINNY MF (slightly from malnutrition) he’s also very light and is 6 foot something

Pavitr is pretty toned for a 16 year old and is avarage height

Hobie is a Transmasculine Enby (he/they/it he/him pref)

Pavitr is a Nonbinary Demiboy (he/him)

Pavitr when sleeping takes up a LOT of space and Hobie takes up very little so they’re perfect

THEY ARE TFT (both nonbinary)

Pavitr is Bi while Hobie is Gay

Hobie wasn’t able to afford top surgery so he got it done for free in a sketchy back alley and also cause fuck capitalism

Hobie is AFAB and has been on testosterone for 2 years (which once again he gets in a sketchy ass alley once again also cause fuck capitalism)

Pavitr is AFAB nuff said

I was informed that GRLwood is cancelled for completely fair reasons (one of the members is a sexual abuser) so i simply removed this HC

Hobie is fairly strong for such a skinny guy

Hobie doesn’t like his mom a lot

Pavitr misses his mom and thinks she would think he is a disappointment

They’re inlove

Hobie has a soft spot for stray animals of any kind so do with that HC what you will

The first time they met Hobie tried to murder Pavitr out of instinct and instinct alone

Pavitr sometimes helps Hobie with his hair but he really loves running his fingers through hobies hair same with hobie

Hobie HATES cold weather

Pavitr will complain if it’s a little too hot

Sometimes Hobie will just crash through Pavitrs window and Pavitrs basically numb to it at this point

Mentioned in the previous post but Hobie wears lipstick and is heavily affectionate so….it didn’t take a lot of people long to figure out they were going steady

Hobie constantly uses the term Necking instead of Make out cause Miguel hates it and he loves to make Miguel mad

I call the ship Chai Tea sometimes ( Chai = pavitr Tea = Hobie) just cause it feels right in my bones

Pavitrs aunt maya loves Hobie just she’s a little suspicious about the fact he’s British, not to mention she makes a FUCK ton of jokes about Hobie stealing pavitr like the british stole India's history which slay girlboss

Pavitr makes a lot of jokes about Hobie being British too

Hobie wrote an entire song about wanting to kiss Pavitr and it took Pavitr two years to figure out

Miguel hates their constant PDA so Hobie calls him Homophobic (and also a nonce)

Jess thinks that it’s sweet that they’re so affectionate with each other

Miguel will piss off Hobie and hobies like “aight OI PAVITR LETS GO NECK IN MIGUELS OFFICE”

Pavitr likes Hobies accent a lot

Same with Hobie

Hobies 17 and Pavitr is 16 but Hobie is older by 3 months

Hobie is easily flustered he just is good at hiding it

slightly angsty one but Hobie (when they were first developing crushes on each other) was terrified that pavitr would either get killed because of him or pavitr would turn out to be homophobic, this caused him to have a breakdown in the middle of a fight

Hobie and Sunspider are best friends cause WLW and NWLNW solidarity

Sometimes Gwen and Hobie hang out in Pavitrs universe but Hobie hangs out there all the time

They like to have really meaningful conversations while beating up facists

Both of them hate facists

On Hobies back there is a tatto (which he shouldnt fuckin have but once again sketchy ass alley and fuck capitalism) that says Stay woke as a reference to something said in the black community years back to fight against police brutality

stole this one from @toshkakoshka and made some adjustments but Hobie and Pavtir have matching henna designs of each others spider symbol

aunt maya did it for them

hobie will NEVER admit but he is a HUGE snuggler (also he'll never admit hes a fan of weezer)

Hobie is the parent of the friend group.

THEY ARE Black lab and golden retriver

After quitting Hobies watch slowly stops working so he started collecting small pieces of tech that were given to him by gwen and other friends who think miguel should pull the stick outta his ass and just let miles join *cough cough* sunspider *cough cough* so hobie makes the first version of the watch that gwen was given near the end of the movie, this first version has a time limit so when ever Hobie wants to go hang out with pravitr, miles or gwen (usually pravitr) he has to stay vigilent so he doesn't fucking die

and because of this and being homeless he rarely gets sleep

Pavitr and Hobie are either roughhousing when ever theyre around each other or Being a lovey dovey couple cause the fucks refuse to separate

Pavitrs type in men is tall guys with piercings and who dress androgynous his type in girls is usually gals who are the same height as him who are smart, have short hair, and can rock both the fem and masc style

Pavitrs and his Gf spilt up because they both realized they were going complete separate ways in life (she never wanted to have kids and Pav wanted kids one day) so they spilt but they are very very good friends still and are slightly queer platonic (Hobie is completely comfortable with this)

once Hobie shaved his head and when i tell you pavitr had Bisexual panic i mean it

even if the relationship was only platonic Hobie would still be heavily affectionate to Pav since thats his way of showing people he cares about them

Pav can be VERY bitey at times this annoys everyone except Hobie

Hobie writes cheesy ass love songs then plays them for pav but he never finishes them

Pavitr needs reminders that Hobie still wants to pursue a romantic relationship with him (similar to me lmao) Hobie is completely fine with this and reminds Pav when ever he needs to

Pav is a ACCIDENTAL shirt thief he forgets to give them back (same lol)

Aunt maya loves the entire group (even though they make her life slightly harder) and calls them little nicknames in arabic

here are the nicknames (Sry for the butchering im using google translate) Miles = العنكبوت الصغير Hobie = بريطاني gwen = فتاة ذكية and finally Pav = حمار (pavs is a tad mean but hes okay with it)

Hobie only lets the friend group call him Spider-punk, with anyone else? ON SIGHT ASS BEATING

Hobie AND Pav have abandonment issues just in two different fonts

Hobies gender envy sums up to Demonic shit and beings

Pav (by other people) has been described to be as loyal as a dog which can bite him in the ass based on the people hes friends with

heres a Gwen x Miles HC for your troubles, Gwen did the kiss thing except She stuck Miles to the ceiling and took off his mask to kiss him

Sun spider started teasing Pav about his and Hobies relationship kinda being like romeo and juilette after Hobie quit, just for shits and giggles (Pav didnt mind at all)

Charlotte calls Hobie hobo or faggot and Hobie calls her Slag or Dyke (They are NMLNM and NWLNW solidarity)

so a common interaction between the two would go like "sup fag" "hey dyke" then the two laugh about it

Hobie and Gwen have set a building on fire together like besties do

Miles asked Hobie if he liked Gwen and Hobie laughed and just said "Im gay bruv"

Gwen and Hobie (at first) COULD NOT handle eating in Pavs universe

Pavitr (when kissing) bites for some fucking reason he doesnt even understand the reason he has the impulse to bite his romantic partners

Sometimes Hobie just screams for no reason other than "fuck you miguel"

Hobie thinks we should get rid of the pride parades and just have riots (he has a bit of a point)

sometimes hobie will just carry people like they're wet cats (its mainly charlotte)

Charlotte and Pavitr had a Greece moment in which was of course ruined by Miguel

Basically SunSpider wanted all the deets about Pavitr and Hobie

Hobie calls Pavitr Pavi and Pavitr calls Hobie Hobs (sometimes)

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aachria · 5 months ago

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Pookie,

My first set of exams are tomorrow and the sudden realization i do not remember anything i studied in the past couple of weeks (selective memory chose gay vampire anime i watched to pass the time over history dates and honestly i cant blame it all that much) as well as the fact i caught a cold (i hate colds woth all of my soul)make it that morals WERE low... I even forgot you were updating today... but as i checked my notifications for any interesting fics that might have updated, i saw it at last, SSSBMTY, my saving grace.

Seeing as ao3 will be down for a whole ten hours tomorrow (the universe made it so that i could not have my greatest ally and moral booster during these trying times) I also can clearly see that i could've gone a whole, in even the tamest of circumstances miserable day, and in these extaining ones a terrifying-- nay, horrifying day without ao3 but even more terrible is the mere idea that i could've gone, more than a week, without my dose of Ed and the crew's shenanigans...

As I'm writing this, my dearest snuggle muffin, I have yet to read this grace from yourself but i am about to, i might read this chapter and go to sleep, as it is already 10pm and i am to wake up at 5:30 tomorrow in an effort to not be late and also somewhat last minute study, probably pray a little (while i am not all that into religion i fear only the kindness of a deity may save me from the clutches of academic failure), maybe cry a bit. But i also might read your wonderful new chapter (i still cant believe you passed 100!! Congrats!!) and decide to commentate on it through the very means im using right now.

I will now be leaving to read the chapter.

With the utmost respect,

A very tired, kinda sick, somehow still alive, teenager.

I fucking forgot about AO3 going down and I got all snug in bed and tried to open it and it was like no and I looked at the clock and it was 3:04. I missed being able to open a long ass fic to tide me over by 4 minutes. And it was because I had a mental breakdown trying to kill a spider in my hallway and wasted time praying to god to save me.

I mean I'm sure the praying will totally work for you. I am also praying for you. YOU TOTALLY CRUSHED THE ONES YOU DID TODAY AND WILL CRUSH ANY YOU HAVE LEFT. THE HEAVENS TREMBLE BEFORE YOUR ACADEMIC MIGHT. I HAVE FAAAAAAAAAAAAAITH

#sssbmty #one piece #one piece ocs

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kirislovelygf · 2 years ago

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my unruly heart (tsireya x fem! omaticaya reader)

contents: coming out, jake and neytiri being best parents, wlw, slight bullying, after neteyam’s death, you’re the oldest sully kid, secret relationship, gay lololol

a/n: i rewatched the prom on netflix twice this week and so this fic is based on song “unruly heart.” it made me cry and now i’m listening to it as i’m writing this. hope you like it 🫶🏽

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y/n knew from a young age she wasn’t like her siblings. she had four fingers and the attributes of her mother. and had the sarcastic attitude of her father.

but growing up, she never crushed on boys like her sister did. and when boys crushed on her, she did the most to avoid them and push them away.

“he was a nice boy, y/n. you’d be a fool not to go out with him.” kiri said one day as they walked back home through the forest.

“i’d be a fool if i went with him.” she retorted.

“he’s nice! and cute too.”

she rolls her eyes. “kiri, if you like him that much, then you date him.” she responded. kiri was taken aback at her sudden attitude.

“okay, i was just teasing. relax.” she shrugged.

y/n rolled her eyes and kept on walking.

“y/n, i’m sorry! if you don’t want to date him, there’s plenty of other guys that would love to be with you instead.” she called out.

“ugh, why do i have to be with any boy?” y/n groaned.

they walked past their friend, ewan. she was their friend they met while gathering fruits a couple weeks ago. she was kind to the girls.

“i see you, y/n, kiri.” she said softly, raising her accessorized hand up to her forehead.

the girls greeted her back and continued walking but y/n stared at her for a little longer than intended.

they made it to their home that was still in the trees. kiri and y/n were only ten years old at this point and their family had no need to live in the hallelujah mountains.

“what? boys? you talk about boys?” tuk exclaimed. she was only four years old and only knew a few words.

y/n chuckled and put her basket of fruit down in the corner.

“we were just saying boys are annoying and smelly and gross.” she chuckled as she picked up her four year old sister.

she kissed her cheek and went to put her down again.

she watched as she went to play with neteyam again and sat down with her thoughts.

her brother had girls drooling all over him all the time. she didn’t understand what they saw in him in terms of looks. her brother isn’t all that much to look at.

and kiri, sometimes all she talks about is the boys in the clan that have cute hair or are good hunters. and sometimes all she talks about is spider.

she didn’t understand it either. spider wasn’t much go look at either.

she was stuck with these thoughts for years.

the family was now living in the metkayina clan after the war against the demon ship. they had suffered the loss of their firstborn son and the responsibility of the eldest child went to y/n.

over two years had passed since the battle and now y/n was seventeen, turning eighteen. living on the reef was easier than it was two years ago.

the family missed neteyam more than anything, especially y/n. she wished she could ask him for advice. but they were able to find peace after years of mourning and sadness.

neteyam was the only one who ever knew about y/n and now she doesn’t know who to talk to other than tsireya.

she was worried about saying anything because she remembered how kiri was made fun of when they first arrived, being called a freak for being different.

while same-sex couples were considered normal in the omaticaya clan, she never thought about how the metkayina clan felt about them.

or how her parents felt about them. she never asked. they most likely don’t have a problem but what if they turned out to be angry? confused?

she couldn’t fathom the thought of them looking at her with such disgust and hate.

so she kept it hidden for as long as she could. and she did it successfully, until her family was suddenly obsessed with her being with the chief’s son.

they were good friends, her and ao’nung, but they didn’t feel the same way about each other. but their parents agreed that she’d make a great tsahìk with the right training.

but in their worry about their other kids and their behavior, they forgot to ask y/n what exactly she wanted. if she even wanted this arrangement at all.

she sat at the edge of her marui facing the shallow reefs while continuing to make a crochet top she started the other day.

as she looked at the string down in her lap, a face popped up in the water below her.

“hello, tsireya.” y/n mumbled, not looking up.

tsireya grumbled, creating bubbles that floated up to the surface. she lifted herself up and smiled.

“i’ll scare you one of these days.” she sighed. she took her hair and wrung out the water before flipping it back.

y/n chuckled quietly and continued her project.

tsireya bent down so y/n would look at her face.

y/n sighs and finally looks up. “i’m busy, tsireya.”

“too busy to talk to me?” she asked with pleading eyes.

y/n shakes her head softly. she puts her craft down and gives her attention to tsireya.

she knows that tsireya will guilt trip her way to get y/n’s attention but will let her do it anyway.

“are you okay?” she asked, tilting her head a bit.

“i’ve been thinking a lot about my parents. i have no idea how they will react.” she answered.

“i thought you already told them last night.” tsireya lifted herself up to sit next to her.

“i panicked. i couldn’t get the words out.” she admitted.

tsireya sighs and places her hand on y/n’s.

“i’m sorry. it’s okay, you will have another chance.” she said sweetly. y/n looks up to smile at her.

she sighs and looks out onto the other maruis lining the beaches of the island.

“i wish neteyam were here. he’d know what to do.” she muttered.

“i know you miss him.” tsireya mumbled. their hands interlocked as tsireya rubbed her thumb on her skin softly.

“what happened to make you so nervous?” she asked.

“my siblings. lo’ak was stressing my dad out again, kiri and tuk were play fighting while my mom was breaking them up. they were stressed and tired and i didn’t want to upset them.” y/n said, recalling the events of last night.

“i have an idea.” tsireya gasped. y/n glanced at her. “what is it?” she smiled.

“i will take your siblings out so you have the night to yourself with your parents. they will not be stressed and you can talk to them.” she said.

y/n thinks it over for a moment. “okay.. that might work-“

“great! i’ll go tell lo’ak and kiri right now.” she starts to stand but y/n quickly stops her and gets her to sit back down.

“wait! uh- uhm..” she tried to come up with an excuse on the spot but came up with nothing.

“are you still not ready?” tsireya sighed out.

“i feel like i am! but.. what about ao’nung? our parents have our future decided for us. what will happen when i tell them that their future for me isn’t what i want?”

“you won’t know unless you tell them. they will understand when they realize you want to be with someone for love.” tsireya says.

she takes both of y/n’s hands in hers and holds them.

“i’m scared, tsireya.” y/n whispered.

tsireya clicks her tongue and pulls y/n into her side to hug her.

“i’m so sorry, my love. i wish i could help more.” she said softly.

“if you don’t want to, we will not do it. you can tell them when you are ready.” she muttered.

the creaking of the woven pathways caught the girls' attention and they pulled away from each other.

y/n sniffs and rubs her face while tsireya lets out a nervous sigh while rubbing her hands on her thighs.

they look behind them to see jake coming in with neytiri behind him. they’re carrying food for dinner tonight.

“hey, girls.” jake greeted kindly.

“hey, dad. we were just talking.” she said quickly, like she had been caught.

he looks at his daughter weird for a moment. “i see that..”

“where are your siblings?” neytiri asked.

“they’re playing with the ilu. i just came to check on y/n but i am leaving now.” tsireya said with a smile.

she jumps down from the marui into the water and pats y/n’s knee.

“i love you.” tsireya whispered. y/n smiled and whispered it back before tsireya swan away.

“she’s a good friend. checkin’ up on you.” jake said to her.

“yeah. a great friend.” y/n sighed out.

“y/n, come help your mother make dinner.” neytiri said, starting a fire. y/n turns and gets up to help neytiri.

later that night, tsireya didn’t carry out her plan while knowing how y/n was against it. so they ate dinner, talked for a while, before going to sleep.

y/n couldn’t though. in the middle of the night, she found herself sitting at the edge of the marui again while staring at the bioluminescence living in the water.

she was so deep in her thoughts, she didn’t hear her dad wake up and walk over.

she gasped lightly when he sat down beside her.

“you scared me.” she chuckled lightly.

“sorry, sweetheart.” he muttered, rubbing her back a bit.

she sighs and looks at the water again.

“what’s wrong? why can’t you sleep?” he asked.

“i had a lot on my mind.” she shrugged in response.

jake nods and looks at the water.

“is it ao’nung? are you worried about him?”

y/n’s breath hitches. “yeah, sort of,” she nodded.

“what is it? you two will make great leaders, you don’t have to worry.” he said.

“it’s not that, dad.” she looks up at him.

“oh.. then what is it?” he asks gently.

“i… don’t like ao’nung like that. he is my friend.” she said.

his eyes widen a bit. “aw, sweetheart, why didn’t you say anything? i never would have suggested you be together if i knew.” he says softly.

y/n hugs herself as her stomach tightens from the nerves.

“if you don’t want to be with him, you know what? that’s perfectly okay. you don’t have to be with him to be tsahìk. you can rule together but not.. you know, together.”

she looks up at him. “really? but what about his parents? and mom?”

“we can talk it out. but i’m not gonna force you to do something you’re not comfortable with. i couldn’t bear that.” he said, gently wrapping an arm around her.

she feels small relief but is still worried about telling him.

“so, you can tell me. why don’t you like him? is it the..” jake points to his lips. “the fish lips?”

“dad.” y/n chuckled.

“come on. what, is it the attitude?”

“i mean.. he is nice and more mature than when we met but.. uhm..”

her nails dig into her arm slightly.

jake leans over to see her face clearly. he sees she wants to say something. he moves a braid from her face and tucks it behind her ear.

“hey, you okay?” he asks.

she looks up at him slightly. “you can tell me anything, you know that. i’m your dad.” he reminded her.

she stared at him for a moment.

“i don’t like ao’nung.. because he is a boy.”

jake’s eyes widen at those words. he watched as tears began to form in his daughters eyes.

“oh..”

“i understand if you’re disappointed.”

“no, no. y/n, i’m not-“

y/n covers her mouth and all jake think to do is hug her. to remind her that he loved her.

“i’m not disappointed in you. i’m so proud of you, know that?” he muttered.

“what?” y/n looks up. “but i messed everything up.”

“you didn’t mess up a thing.” he told her.

he cups her face with one hand. “you are my daughter. i could never be disappointed in you or angry at you for something you can’t control.”

y/n started to cry even more. “and listen to me. there is nothing you could ever say to get me to stop loving you. do you understand? nothing.”

“all i ever wanted was for my kids to be happy and to grow up to be with someone for love.”

she nods. he pulls her in again as she cries softly while hugging back. “i love you, sweetheart.”

“i love you, dad.”

he hugs her for a little moment longer.

“dad-“

“yeah?”

“you’re hurting my ribs.”

he looks down and kissed the top of her head one more before letting her go, making her breath heavily.

“jeez, dad.” she laughed quietly.

“i’m sorry. i just love you so much, sweetheart.” he rubs her head gently and she chuckled.

he pats her shoulder once. “let’s get some sleep, yeah? you’ve had a stressful day.” he says.

“okay.” y/n nods. he goes to his side of the marui to sleep next to neytiri while y/n goes to her corner to get some rest.

the next morning, y/n leaped out of her corner, put away her mat and blanket and ran out of the marui before her siblings could even yawn awake.

neytiri was making their breakfast when she ran out without warning. “y/n, your breakfast!”

she runs off and neytiri huffs. she looks over at jake who’s plating the food for the kids.

“is she okay?” she asked him.

he looks up at her and then back down at his task. “you’ll have to ask her.” he shrugged.

neytiri stays staring at him, waiting for him to spill it.

“i’m not telling you.” he muttered in a sing-songy tone

she hissed quietly and continued cutting vegetables. jake laughs to himself before getting up to wake up the kids.

y/n ran to the reef where tsireya was every morning, collecting food for her breakfast.

“tsireya!” y/n yelled out. tsireya was standing by rocks in shallow water that reached below her knee. she looks up to see y/n running at her.

y/n threw her arms around tsireya, almost knocking her over into the water.

“whoa- good morning.” she laughed.

y/n pulls away and holds her by the shoulders.

“i told my dad.” she smiled brightly.

tsireya gasps. “no!”

“yes!”

“when!?”

“last night! it went great, better than i though!” she exclaimed.

tsireya squeals and they hug while rocking in place in each other’s arms.

“oh, i’m so proud of you, y/n! i knew you could do it.” she laughed out.

they pull away for a moment. “what did he say?”

“he just said he wanted the best for me a that he still loved me. and i was so happy, j started crying and- ugh, i’m just so glad he finally knows.” she sighed out.

“this is amazing, y/n. wait, does.. does your mother know too?” tsireya asked, tilting her head.

y/n breathed out. “oh. uh, no. she doesn’t.”

“okay..”

“i forgot i have to tell her too.” she chuckled.

“it’s okay. i am positive she will have the same reaction as your father.” tsireya smiled. her hands rested on y/n’s shoulders while y/n’s hands were holding onto her arms.

“i was so excited to have my dad know uh..” y/n sighed.

tsireya thinks for a moment. “oh, i have to tame the baby ilu today. maybe i can take your siblings with me so it is just you and your parents.” she shrugged.

“okay.. yeah, please.” y/n nodded. tsireya smiles.

“okay, tell them when you go to eat breakfast.” she says. she kissed y/n’s cheek softly before y/n made her way home.

telling neytiri went perfectly, more than perfect. she responded with nothing short of love and support.

she kissed her face a bunch and kept reminding her that she loved her so much.

it made y/n realize she had nothing to worry about. her parents have spent years telling their kids that they love them.

her father moved their entire lives to protect them. her mother defended them when others called them demons.

that night, y/n went to visit tsireya again. they sat at the beach with the calming sounds of the waves crashing against the beach accompanying their voices.

“and she kept hugging me and during dinner, she gave me extra fruit and my siblings were jealous. it was great.” y/n sighed.

“i’m so happy for you. i knew you were strong enough to tell them one day.” tsireya said.

y/n looks at her and then down at her hand. she holds tsireya’s in hers.

“thank you for believing in me. and encouraging me. i couldn’t have told them without your love and support.” y/n said softly.

tsireya laughs softly and her ears perked up.

“i will always be here for you. to talk, to listen, to be there.” she muttered.

tsireya’s hand raised up to cup y/n’s face and she leans into her touch.

“i love you more than i’ve ever loved anyone. you’re independent and strong and i admire you so much.” she said.

y/n smiled and looks down. “i’m not strong, i-“

“you are. i saw how you were there for your siblings after neteyam.” tsireya said softly.

y/n looks up slightly. “you’re an amazing girl. and i thank eywa everyday that i was able to have the pleasure of meeting you.”

y/n smiled and threw her arms around tsireya, making them both laugh out.

“i love you more, tsireya.” y/n sighed out.

tsireya hugs her tighter before they pull away to kiss.

they’ve kissed millions of times in secret but to kiss with people now knowing, it was a different feeling.

y/n wanted to shout her love for tsireya from the highest hallelujah mountains for all of pandora to hear.

having to hide was a pain but having to hide her love for tsireya was worse.

the next day, she brought tsireya to their home to properly introduce her to her parents.

while jake and neytiri shared their congratulations and embarrassed y/n with thousand of questions, she didn’t let go of tsireya’s hand once.

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a/n: if you ever need to talk to someone when having trouble with coming out to friends or family, or even coming to terms with your sexuality yourself, i and many others are available to talk and to listen.

love you, beautiful 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

#writing blog #atwow fluff #atwow x reader #avatar the way of water #writers #tsireya #tsireya x reader #wlw blog #wlw post #wlw love #tsireya x y/n #tsireya x you #atwow fanfiction #atwow #atwow tsireya

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emmedoesntdomath · 1 year ago

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next! your seasonal emme dose of parkner. I know you’ve missed it.

my absolute favorite thing to mention about harley is that he is a country gay. like. boy is born, bred, and breathing country. he’s got some drawl, a guitar, a set of polite niceities he doesn’t mean, and an old dusty cowboy hat in the back of his closet. he knows how to shoot a (potato) gun. he can karaoke springsteen like nobody’s business.

and peter? peter is dead. deceased. six feet under.

he doesn’t appreciate the music (HA)(look up george strait on ao3, I dare you), but holy shit he is so onboard for the rest of it. the darlin’s, the sass, the boots harley wears unironically with jeans and cut-off tees. THE HAIR-

for reference:

and let’s be so real right now; harley is theoretically smart, but goddamn if he didn’t magically inherit his mentor’s lack of social awareness. he’s smooth as hell until he isn’t. he simply cannot tell you why peter starts making stuttering noises and excuses as to why he suddenly needs to leave the room when he stretches just so in the lab.

(read: peter is just as oblivious. he honest to god thought harley hated spider-man for a solid month and a half before mj flat-out told him harley just couldn’t handle seeing peter in spandex and functioning like a regular human being at the same time)

abbie- harley’s little sister- gives them so much shit for it all. peter can’t deal when harley acts even a smidgen southern, and harley forgets how words and sentences work when peter’s wearing tight clothes. she solemnly informed them that they’re dangers to society, and harley tried hitting her with a baseball bat.

they’re dumbasses, your honor.

#I missed them #i truly did #marvel #marvel 616 #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #peter parker #bi peter parker #peter 3 #tom holland #ty simpkins #harley keener #harley keener x peter parker #peter x harley #parkner #parley #emme’s bad ideas

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espinfeather · 11 months ago

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Captain Laserhawk: A Blood Dragon Remix with Incorrect quotes!

(Ft: Y/n)

Enjoy!

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*at 3am*

Jade: *runs into Y/n’s room and turns on the light* Wake up sleepyhead!

Y/n: *wakes up* Dude!

Jade: *cackles*

Bullfrog: *sits up from where they were sleeping besides Y/n* What the fuck, Jade?

Jade: *jaw drops* Wait WHAT-

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Bullfrog: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.

Y/n: Killed without hesitation.

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Y/n: Hey, can I get a sip of that water?

Dolph: It’s not water.

Y/n: Vodka! I like your sty-

Dolph: It’s vinegar.

Y/n: …What?

Dolph: It's vinegar, PUSSY!

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Ramon: Do you know that we are made out of atoms? And atoms never touch each other….So in my defense, officer. I did not kill the bored members-

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Y/n: Do you support gay rights?

Dolph: I’m literally gay.

Bullfrog: He’s avoiding the question!

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Y/n: Can you cut me some slack, Rayman? I’m sort of in love.

Rayman: I’m sorry, but that’s really not my problem.

Y/n: I’m in love with you.

Rayman: *blushes* Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.

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Bullfrog: I feel like doing something stupid.

Y/n: I’m stupid, do me-

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Y/n: Aren’t you going to say “have a nice day?”

Dolph: I don’t care if you have a pulse, much less a nice day.

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Ramon: Hey, are you alright with swearing? Asking for a friend.

Dolph: Yeah?

Ramon: Bitch.

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Bullfrog: *running towards Ramon with open arms*

Ramon: *moves out of the way*

Bullfrog: Hey, why'd you move?!

Ramon: I thought you were going to attack me.

Bullfrog: I was going to hug you!

Ramon: Why would you hug me?

Bullfrog: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

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Rayman, on the phone: So no head?

Rayman: *Throws phone and breaks skateboard*

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Rayman: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right?

Y/n: Nope, there's 26.

Rayman: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T.

Y/n: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one.

Rayman: You'll get the D later ;).

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Rayman: Y/n, you do remember when we agreed we were better off as friends, right?

Y/n, naked in Rayman's bed: No, I absolutely do not.

Rayman, already taking off his clothes: Fuck... Me neither.

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Ramon: Having two partners is both amazing and complicated. But all our problems are solved with communication.

Bullfrog: It’s my turn to cuddle Y/n.

Ramon: FIVE MORE MINUTES DAMMIT!

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Y/n: Do you want to know your gay name?

Bullfrog: My... my gay name?

Y/n: Yeah, it's your first name-

Bullfrog: Haha. Very funny Y/n-

Y/n: *gets down on one knee* And my last name.

Bullfrog: Oh- oh my god.

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[Thats it! I hope you guys like it!]

#foryopage #fypシ #bullfrog #captainlaserhawk #rayfrog #dolph laserhawk #captain laserhawk rayman #incorrect quotes

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words-etched-in-her-skin · 2 years ago

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Hello, dears! This fic was written for my dear friend @loveinthekeyofx! Alcina with a curvy stable worker 👀 There lots of gay panic, thigh riding and mold horses! It's fairly long so most will go under a cut, but I do hope some of you will enjoy it! ❤️

TW: Body issues, references to bullying.

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You wiped the sweat from your brow, the last barrel of hay finally loaded into it's trough after a long day of work. You looked up to find dark eyes staring out at you from the back of the stable.

"Come on, Spider. You gotta eat."

You always found it rather endearing that the youngest of the Lady's daughters had insisted on naming each of the horses based on their personalities. Spider, for instance, was black, had spindly legs and preferred her days spent in solitude. Though, on occasion, she would allow Daniela, and only Daniela, to ride her.

The moody creature huffed in your direction before walking over to her trough and reluctantly began to eat.

"That's my good girl." You replied with a smile, pulling out a few sugar cubes from the pocket of your uniform.

"You certainly have a way with them, Frances."

The Lady's voice caught you off guard, causing you to squeak loudly and nearly drop the sugar cubes from your hand.

"Shit! Ah- .. sorry, my lady. And th-thank you?"

Your voice raised in a way that made your reply sound more like a question rather than a response. Alcina chuckled, her profound frame moving slowly through the large doors of the barn - one of the few entryways on the castle grounds she could enter through without ducking.

“Due praise, dear. I’ve been watching you for quite awhile.”

The look of surprise upon your face brought a prompt and melodic laugh to the Lady’s lips - a sound you could nearly get enough of.

“I- .. You have??”

“Mh.. you are rather hard to miss.”

“Oh.” Your face reddened. Your reply was soft, eyes to the side. Hands tugging at your uniform before your arms quickly came over your chest as if to shield you. It was instinctual in nature. One taught and bred into you since you were a young child. And though you did your best not to give completely into the urge to cover your body, the Lady noticed. Immediately realizing her folly she shook her head.

“Not like that, little one.” Alcina paused before chuckling. “As if I out of all people would ever deem to comment on the size of another person.”

You chuckled in turn, smiling a little sheepishly.

“As it was…” She continued, “I find most humans to be.. rather petite.”

At this your face grew even hotter. Petite was not a word anyone had ever used to describe you. Voluptuous.. curvy.. thick - sure. Fat by your childhood bullies, and once by a friend.. but never.. petite.

In fact, the thought alone that someone could view you as such made your mouth go a little dry.

You swallowed hard, chuckling nervously. “You are too kind, my lady.”

The Countess’ eyes flared as they locked onto yours - liquid embers boring into you.

“I am nothing but honest, Frances. Why.. I could easily carry you and one of your stable mates around this entire castle several times before tiring of it.”

You stood there for a moment - mouth agape and face on fire. The image of her carrying you around anywhere was… well..

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“I.. that..” You paused, clearing your throat. “I have absolutely no doubts about that.”

The Lady smirked, leaning down ever so slightly in your direction.

“Yes, I’m sure you don’t.”

At this you only squeaked, pulling another laugh from the large woman.

“Adorable.”

Every cell in your body was on the verge of a thermal meltdown, but you did your best to breathe.

“Ahem.. ah.. may I ask you something, my lady?”

“By all means.”

“Well.. you said you’ve been watching me?”

“Mh.”

“I.. I mean, why?”

The regal Countess before you stared silently for a moment before rising to her full height.

“My dear… you wouldn’t ask someone in a museum why they're staring at a piece of art.” She paused, her finger coming to your chin. “They’re looking for one reason and one reason alone - to admire.”

“O-oh.” You swallowed.

Alcina chuckled. “Mh.. well, as much as I’m enjoying seeing how red I can get you.. I am actually here for a reason.”

You were honestly thankful for having a moment to regain your composure, the Lady’s affect on you all too prevalent.

“O-of course, my lady.”

“As I said, I’ve been watching you… and your connection to the animals on the grounds is something that was immediately apparent to me. Especially your connection with Al.”

Your eyes instantly wandered towards the stable at the far end of the barn. There was no doubt about it.. Al, or ‘Big Al’ as Dani liked to call her,.. was by far your favorite. For a couple reasons:

1. She had to be the most beautiful Fresian you had ever laid eyes on. Hair as dark as night and eyes that glistened with intelligence. She was a truly captivating creature, and she knew it 2. Due to your larger stature - She was the only horse in the barn that you felt completely comfortable riding. You could ride her with no restraints, with absolute freedom. And some days, it honestly felt like flying. 3. She was affectionately, and much to the Countess’ dismay, named after Alcina (both for her immense size and her regal stature) and you couldn’t help but think of the Lady just a little bit whenever you looked at her.

“I mean, Big Al is a rare case, my lady." You answered. "She is a rather beautiful horse.”

“Mh.. that, she is.” The Countess replied, giving you a knowing look. "But the connection is still very much there with every animal I’ve seen you interact with thus far, Frances. Which is what brings me to my proposition.”

“Ah.. propo.. sition? My lady?”

She gave you a little smirk and clasped her hands before continuing. “I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors about other animals being on the grounds, kept away and secret.”

You couldn’t help but smile at the playful glint in her eyes but you nodded. That was one of the first stories most people heard when they arrived at the castle. It’s one of the reasons the staff is told to stay away from the forests that border the massive manor at night.

Or so people say, anyways…

“Well, then I’m sure you’ve also heard the rumors that those animals are dangerous - mutated. Kept as a secret weapon against the hunters or any other man-thing that may deem us harm. As a second defense, of course.”

“I-I have.”

“Mh.. I’ll be honest with you, dear. Some of the animals we keep here, even Cassandra, wouldn't cross at night.” She paused, staring out at the tree line for a moment. “With that being said, we also house a rather extraordinary rare breed of horse here. One enhanced by the cadou. And that, my dear Frances, is where you come in."

You looked at her awestruck for a minute, voice trembling slightly when you finally spoke.

"M-my lady? I.. I'm not quite sure I understand."

The Lady sighed heavily, the years growing more and more visible within the deep lines of her face.

"Some rather unfortunate circumstances have recently come up. Very suddenly leaving me without the servant who's been regularly tending to them."

You swallowed hard, not entirely sure if you even wanted to know the answer. "Ah, may I ask what kind of circumstances?"

The Countess stood silent for a moment, thinking. Her brow furrowed in the cutest of ways.

"Mh.. I'd rather not get into specifics, little one, but let's just say the woman made the mistake of putting her hands on one of my daughters.. without their consent."

"Ah." You shuddered, the mere thought of the consequences such a person would be fated to made you all too grateful that the Countess had spared you the details.

“Mh.”

“Heh.. I’m honestly a little surprised the four of you let her leave the castle alive.”

Alcina looked down at you, a devilish smirk curling across her lips. “I don’t recall ever saying we did.”

You swallowed. “R-right.”

She chuckled for a moment, shaking her head.

“Fret not, Frances. As of now Arleen is .. well, mostly safe in the dungeons. Her fate will now reside in the hands of my daughters.”

You nodded. “I understand, my lady.”

“Good.”

“May.. May I ask which daughter it was?”

“Hm.. curious thing, are we?”

You blushed, averting your eyes. “Ah, a bit, yes.. sorry, my lady.”

The large woman’s gaze lingered over you a second before answering.

“Cassandra.”

“Oof.”

A soft chuckle.

“Indeed.”

It was well known among the staff that the Lady’s middle daughter was the least of the three you wanted to make angry. Under any circumstance. With Daniela being the most lenient, of course. Especially if she found you particularly funny (or cute, for that matter).The Countess rose to her full height, stretching a little as she straightened her back. And the soft moan that wandered off her lips was all it took to make your mouth go a little more dry.

“So as you can see, Frances.” She continued. “I find myself in a bit of a.. bind.”

Gods, the way her tongue danced over her bottom lip as she said that, wettening it. A soft twinkle of heat flickering in her eyes that quickly imprinted images of plump flesh peeking through soft white rope.

A bind, yes.

You cleared your throat. “ And.. y-you want me to fill her position?”

The Countess nodded.

“But.. are you sure? I mean.. I’m twice the age as most of the women here-”

“Oh? Is that all?” The Lady gave you a smirk before sighing. “Yes, I’m quite sure, Frances, and I’m not one who’s used to having her judgement questioned.”

“S-sorry, my lady.”

The Countess waved her hand dismissively before her large frame turned back towards the door.

“Now.. if you would kindly follow me, dear, I'd prefer we get the introductions over with before the sun sets."

You nodded, only hesitating for a moment as the Countess quickly disappeared behind the tree line. Surely the Lady would keep you safe from whatever lurked deep within those woods, surely she wouldn't be leading you straight into your untimely death.

Surely..

"Frances, do keep up the pace. I'd rather not lose another servant today."

"Sorry, my lady!"

The scent of wet earth surrounded you as you entered the dark Romanian forest. Sounds of a nocturnal life slowly coming to wake as the dusk of a promised night filled the cool, crisp air. And while the sun still shone brightly on the outside of the thick tree line, you could barely see Alcina's large silhouette in front of you. The steady swish of the Countess’ dress the only thing keeping you from getting lost the further the two of you went in.

“Just about there, little one.”

You nodded, though the Lady couldn’t see you. The insistent shiver that was slowly taking over your body only grew stronger with each step - with each strange sound that echoed through the dark forest. Like the name of a long lost lover whispered into the night. And even with the knowledge that anything that may have been watching.. or following.. was no match for the woman that accompanied you, you were still all too grateful when the warm lights of the stables finally came into view.

You let out a sigh of relief, not even aware that you'd been holding your breath practically the entire time. The Countess chuckled.

"Mh, these woods do tend to have an effect on people."

You chuckled in turn. "I'll say."

"Nevertheless, this was the safest place to house them. Not that these horses are necessarily dangerous, by any means, but the sight of them always seems to make the staff a little uneasy."

You nodded, a feeling you were more familiar with than you'd care to admit. Most of the staff had never really taken to you. You were older, bigger and probably kinder to most of them than they deserved. Making you a prime target for bullying. Something you feared you might never outgrow. But how can one change their genetics? Their age? Their heart?

You sighed and Alcina’s gaze caught yours, looking you over once before turning to open the doors of the barn. A soft crinkle to her eyes when she turned back to you.

"As for you, Frances, something tells me that you're the perfect person to care for these animals."

You blushed slightly at her praise - even if misguided, you thought. Surely the Lady wasn't that good at reading people. Though, the way she looked at you made you feel otherwise. The way she looked at you made you feel exposed - seen. As if each lingering gaze from the Countess stripped another layer from your person. Peeling back the walls with nothing more than a look.

Being quite a bit smaller than the main stables the Lady ducked to enter and you quickly followed. The inside of the barn was much warmer than you had expected it to be, almost humid - with even the warmest of Romanian nights still bearing a slight chill to them. There were eight stables that you could count, four on each side, with only six of which were occupied. The rather prominent mustiness to the air made your nose crinkle the moment you stepped inside..

“I do apologize for the smell. It is a rather unfortunate side effect given the mold.”

You shook your head. "No worries. I can take it."

Before you had even realized the implications to your words Alcina smirked.

"Mh.. I have no doubts." She replied with a chuckle.

You cleared your throat and tried to swallow back the blush that was steadily taking claim of your face.

"A-anyays."

The Lady chuckled again, giving you a look before moving further into the barn to allow you space to look around.

At first you weren't even sure what you were looking at. The Lady wasn't wrong, necessarily - each animal was equestrian in nature, sure, but they were also other worldly. Skeletal. With big black eyes that glistened at you with each slow movement. And while you could understand why some may have found them to be a bit off-putting, you personally found them to be rather beautiful. As if someone had taken the skeleton of a very large horse and dipped it in the blackest glitter.

"They're.. beautiful, my lady." You said softly.

"In their own way, yes. The cadou can sometimes create very beautiful things."

"Well, that's a given."

You blushed even as you quietly said the words. A slight advert to your eyes as you did your best not to make any eye contact. Even if you could feel Alcina's gaze boring into you.

The Countess hummed in thought. "Perhaps."

Once you moved in a little closer to the creatures you could start to see the distinguishing features between them all. With each one being unique to itself. And much like the stables on the grounds, each one had a silver plate on their doors with a name engraved in it. Something that couldn't help but make you laugh.

"I see Dani's gift for naming things continues on."

"Mh.. whether it’s a gift or a curse remains to be seen, dear."

And while the Lady's tone remained neutral, the soft adoration in her eyes only spoke volumes for how much she loved and appreciated each of her daughters. She gave you a small wink before moving even further into the barn, the quiet swish of fabric following her graceful migration.

“Take a moment to familiarize yourself. I’ll need you3 to start here first thing in the morning.”

“Yes, my lady.”

You couldn’t help but find yourself ever more fascinated with each step you took closer to the stables. And you were almost certain that the creatures before you seemed to be just as enamored with you. Their eyes gently stalking your slow and steady movements. Of course in true Dani form, each animal was named after a defining characteristic, and most having some sort of play on the word ‘mold’. You almost laughed out loud when you came across the nameplate of a rather ornery looking one, one with an insufferable air around it and eyes that seemed to judge your very existence.

“Moldranda?” You snorted, “I’m sure the High Priestess wasn’t happy about that one.”

“Mh.. bold of you assume I would have told her.” The Countess chuckled.

“Hah, fair enough.”

You continued down the first row, coming across a one-eyed horse named ‘Moldyclops’ and an exceptionally beautiful one simply named ‘Athena’. With the last stable empty you turned to make your way over to the other side of the barn, immediately noticing the rather large wings two out of the three creatures sported. You felt your eyes widen as you walked closer to them, a slight flutter to their wings as you did. A curious tilt to your head as you read the first nameplate.

"Donut?" You chuckled.

"Mh.. Daniela said that one’s brain is ‘filled with holes’." The Lady chuckled. "He was one of our first in the trial and not very bright."

"Ah." You replied, walking over to the next one whose name perplexed you just as much.

"And Moldred? Was this one named after someone Dani knew?"

"Actually, no." Alcina replied. "Take a closer look at her, little one."

You took another step closer and even within the low lighting of the room you could see the small red dots that covered the otherwise flawless black mold. You immediately shook your head and laughed.

"Red mold.. mold red.. Moldred."

"Precisely."

As for the last horse in the row's name - it was perfect and honestly, you would have expected nothing less of the youngest Dimitrescu. With long black tendrils that wove around her head like snakes, Moldusa gave you a friendly huff the moment you stood in front of her.

"Well, hello to you." You said, holding out your hand which the horse quickly nuzzled into. The sensation was not what one your were expecting, though. Similar to stroking over a moss covered rock only not as slimy. You couldn't help but smile when she allowed you to continue to move your hand upwards, petting the tentacles that sat on her head only to message them gently.

"Does that feel good, sweet girl? Having your tentacles messaged? Hm?"

From over your shoulder you could feel the Countess watching you, an unreadable emotion burning within her gaze. Immediately you blushed, turning to face your employer with a stutter.

"A-ah.. I m-mean.. I'm sure it's relaxing! Er.. having them massaged that is.."

The Lady smirked, only fueling your inner panic.

"Oh geez! Not like that! I mean.. I'm sure if you let me massage yours, you'd find it relaxing too-!"

And just like that, you wanted to die.

Alcina remained very still, her eyes lingering over you ever so slowly before she spoke.

"Mh.. I'll be sure to keep that in mind, sweet thing."

Yep, kill me now.

You were almost certain that for a single moment your brain completely flatlined - a radio wave of nothing but static and impure thoughts. Surely the Lady had to know the effect she was starting to have on you. Surely the smug smirk painted over her crimson lips told you exactly that.

You cleared your throat before taking a steadying breath, the pink flush across your cheeks deepening. Though the Lady held her gaze, eyes drinking you in as if you were a bottle of her favorite vintage. You gave Moldusa a final stroke over her nose and took a step back.

“So, ah.. yeahh...” You said before pausing, which only made Alcina chuckle.

“Mh? Yes, dear?”

Gods, how indulgently smooth her voice was.. how utterly teasing. Before another wave of gay panic had the chance to come through and render you completely brainless, you quickly changed the subject.

"So, uh.. am I safe in assuming these horses don't just eat regular hay?"

"You are. Such a clever little thing, hm?"

"I-"

You swallowed hard. This woman was going to be the death of you.

A melodic chuckle trickled off the Lady's lips.

"Adorable." She added with a pause. "But yes, these horses have a very special mixture made for them each day by a local butcher. If you're familiar with a common bait fisherman use for larger fish called 'chum', it's similar to that."

"Ah… should I even ask what sort of meat goes into it?"

"Mh.. not if you're of weak stomach, no." She smirked.

You chuckled nervously. "Heh.. noted."

"The food will be here for you in the morning by the time you arrive. I pay extra to have it delivered promptly by five am and I expect you to be here no later than six. Is that understood?"

"Yes, my lady."

The Countess nodded before turning back towards the door. The world that laid outside the warmth of the barn nearly pitch black.

"Unless you have any other questions, little one, we should really be heading back to the castle. It's already quite a bit later than I would prefer to have my staff out in these woods."

"I think I'm good for now, thank you. But if I think of anything else, I'll make note of it."

"Good. Right, then."

The Lady began to lower her large frame as she prepared herself to duck through the semi large doors of the barn but stopped short and turned back to you. A single finger tapping her bottom lip in thought.

"My dear.. would you be opposed to me doing something to quicken our journey back to the grounds?"

Considering you could barely even make out the trees that surrounded the stables, you shook your head.

"Not at all. What did you have in mind?"

Without a single word of response, the Countess swiftly stepped forward and lifted you into her arms, earning herself a sharp cry of surprise.

"M-my lady-! Wait! You shouldn't- .. I'm too-"

Before you could even finish your sentence Alcina had you positioned in a full bridal carry, her large arms cradling you safely against her bosom.

"You're too what, little one?"

You blushed deeply, biting your bottom lip.

"A-ah.. h-heavy, my lady." You answered, averting your eyes from her obvious glare.

And while you were almost expecting a stern response, the Lady only laughed. Loud and boisterously - a laugh that made her whole body - as well as yours - jiggle.

"Oh, sweet thing." She paused, still laughing. "Why, you're light as a feather. Barely even noticeable in my arms at all."

"Oh, I'm.. erm.."

You could feel your face growing hotter by the second and without much thought, you buried your face into the softness of her chest. An act you were sure would get you a reprimand, but the Lady only held you closer.

"Mh.. I take it that's not something you're accustomed to hearing."

Half muffled in your reply, you answered.

"Truthfully? I'm more accustomed to hearing the exact opposite. My size has never really been.. well, you know.."

Your voice trailed off, heated tears now threatening to stain the fine fabric of Alcina's dress. She let out a large sigh, fingers coming to softly stroke your hair.

"I am more than familiar with how cruel the world can be if one does not fit into society's view of what is considered attractive."

You looked up at her in surprise, the steadiness of her walk casting moonlit shadows across the deep lines of her face.

"But.. but you're gorgeous!"

And though it could have easily been wishful thinking, you could have sworn that trapped within a single sliver of moonlight was the subtle dusting of pink upon Alcina's cheeks.

"Nevertheless.." She cleared her throat, "My reputation does tend to precede me. A beautiful disaster, as it was. A monster."

With the forest far too dark to see much else, the only thing clear enough to make out were the broken shimmers that seemed to haunt the otherwise warm embers within the Countess' eyes.

“Pft. Well. at least they got the beautiful part right.”

The heat of her breath tickled your face as she chuckled. “Charming little pet.”

“I-”

You opened your mouth and then quickly shut it, your fluster stopping your brain short.

Alcina chuckled again.

“Mh.. seems as if we’ll just have to come to terms with the fact that, regardless of what the small minds of society think, we both find the other quite beautiful… won’t we?”

As soon as the two of you broke the tree line, the Countess’ illustrious body basked in a wash of silver, you could see the want in her eyes. The desire that slowly stoked beneath her heavy gaze and the hunger that burned within it. There were no falsities to her words, no flattery. Her tongue licking over her bottom lip as she leaned in a little closer, step slowing ever so slightly.

“M-my lady?”

“Apologies, little one… but you smell divine. It.. would probably be best if I return you directly to the servants quarters, lest I lose my control.”

You swallowed hard, heart beating faster than it had in the entirety of your forty some odd years.

“And.. if I wanted you to lose control?” You asked softly, head tilted back.

The next few minutes were nothing but a blur of haze, as if the thick fog that slowly crept it’s way across the castle grounds had wrapped you in it’s cold embrace. The Lady’s lips crashing into yours as she pulled a soft moan from your body. You weren’t even sure how you had gotten back inside the castle so quickly, let alone how you ended up inside her bedroom with your back against the wall and her thigh between your parted legs.

Your chest heaved as you panted, Alcina's gaze all but a smolder of lust as it lingered over you. You knew that she could smell how aroused you were, how badly you wanted her - with her firm thigh flexing against your core just because it could. And when she slowly unsheathed her claws to cut your uniform from your plump body, you couldn't even stop the needy whimper that fell all too eagerly from your lips.

"Mmh.. exquisite."

The way her tongue curled when she spoke - a faint aroma of wine still lingering on her palate so divine that you could almost taste it. And you wanted to. You wanted to taste every inch of her. You wanted to feel her large body pressed against your own and her lips claiming yours.

“My lady.. plea-”

A single claw against your lips - smooth, cool to the touch.

“Hush, now, pet. Allow me the honor of worshiping you properly first, hm? You’re quite the feast and I’d prefer to be able to savor every second of you.”

You only nodded - not that you would’ve been able to articulate any words after such a statement anyways.

"Mh.. that's a good girl."

The remaining fabric of your uniform fell to the floor in a single fluid motion as Alcina ripped the rest of it from your body, exposing to her every supple curve that you had to offer. A hunger in her eyes that you had yet to see before. Nostrils flaring as she breathed in your scent and leaned in even closer.

You swallowed hard, feeling her warm breath as it skated over your skin. Your body tingling with anticipation, filled with an unhindered heat the moment her lips pressed against you. Tongue swirling over sensitive flesh and she sucked on it ever so lightly. And of course you moaned - needlessly, wordlessly - the slight scrape of the Lady's fangs across your skin slowly building that subtle throb between your legs.

Each kiss followed closely by another, each claim of your skin - of your eager body - only leading to the next as Alcina's lips danced tangentially across you. They were softer than you imagined them to be, yet rough to the touch. A single finger trailing up your inner thigh as it inched its way closer to your core and forced you to buck in need.

"Keep your hips still until I say otherwise, pet."

You whimpered. "Yes, my lady. Sorry."

"And you will address me as Mistress from here on out. Is that understood?"

You swallowed hard, face overcome with heat.

"Y-yes, Mistress."

She hummed against your skin, willing a wave of goosebumps across your body so strong it made you shiver. The silk of her dress between your fingers as you grabbed onto her, pulling the Countess even closer to you.

“So needy.”

A single phrase followed by a nip at your skin… followed by another, and another. The sting of her teeth becoming ever more prevalent with each one, a rush of blood marking each spot as her large frame moved over your body. And oh, how she claimed you, claimed you like you were a world to conquer and she a war general. With every touch calculated - every caress focused. From your thighs to your belly, to your breasts to your shoulders and neck. You knew her thigh beneath you had to be soaked, the subtle throb between your legs now a deep ache.

“H-harder.. please.. Mistress.”

Alcina pulled back for a moment and looked at you, teeth a mere inches from the supple skin of your neck.

“I’m not certain you’re fully aware of what you’re asking me to do, little one. Once I break the skin, I won’t be able to stop.”

“I-I’m.. I’m aware.”

The Countess hesitated and you lengthened the column of your neck.

“Please, my lady.. I want you to” You added softly.

Her pupils dilated, breath tickling your skin as she breathed you in an almost primal nature. Her fingers slowly moving - inching closer to your core. And it took everything in you not to buck, not to grind down onto her when a finger came to rest directly against your clit.

“Mmh.. indulgent little thing.”

In an instant your hips were raised, moaning outright as soon as you felt it - Acina’s finger sliding into you the moment her teeth sank deeply into your supple flesh, forcefully breaking the skin.

“Mmph-!”

You lowered your hips slowly, allowing the width of the large digit to fill you. A subtle swirl of the Ladys’ tongue over your skin as she drew your very essence into her mouth, moaning sinfully as she did.

“And such an exquisite taste.. So robust.”

You could see the blood trickling off one single fang as she looked up at you with a smirk, a quick sweep of her tongue over her bottom lip before her teeth were back inside you - her finger thrusting in.

The duality of sensations was almost overwhelming. The slow thrusts of her finger, the long pulls of blood from your neck. Both heated, both a perfect mix of pleasure and pain. Each arousing you just the same. The cool tip of her fangs an exquisite contrast to the heat of the bite as she drank from you.

She allowed your hips to rock, matching in perfect rhythm to her finger. A needy whimper falling almost all too breathless from your lips when she pressed her body into yours, forcing the chilled walls of the castle against your back.

"Mmmmh."

A final moan against the crook of your neck before Alcina took her final sip of you, licking drops of crimson from your skin with an indulgent sigh.

"Wouldn't want you passing out on me now would we, sweet thing?"

Her breath smelled slightly metallic - sweet - lips stopping just short of your own as she rose to face you. The soft pulses of her finger steadily coaxed your arousal higher as the Countess leaned in for a kiss. Gaze lingering over your supple curves before her body was pressed even more firmly into yours. The fine fabric of her dress cool against your heated flesh and your hands placed gently over your head.

"Such a sweet girl.. taking me so well."

Intoxicating praises whispered sweetly into your lips, the length of her finger driving in and out of your dripping core at a teasingly slow rate as her tongue began to dance over yours. It was a dance of lovers came to met, a swirl of succulent sweeps as she kissed the breath from your body. You moaned earnestly, hips picking up their pace as you did your best to take in as much of her as you could. Her dress soaked beneath your trembling legs.

"Mh.. be a good girl and come for me, hm?"

Sinful words punctuated by a single sweep over your clit. And that was it, that was all you needed - a soft command and a Lady's touch - to will the stars behind your eyes to collide, to force universes to touch and your whole body to convulse. A prickling heat spreading over you like an inferno as your core clenched around the width of her and forced your desire out, coating her wrist and drenching her upper thigh.

For a moment all you could do was shake, riding out the orgasm until the last shudder fell from your body. The Countess holding you close, allowing you the time you needed to come down from your high before she slowly slid her finger out from under you and placed it to your lips. You blushed, opening your mouth.

"Obedient little pet."

You nodded, dutifully cleaning the taste of yourself from her skin.

Though, as soon as Alcina's finger fell from your mouth a wave of exhaustion quickly began to take residence across your body. You yawned, making the Lady chuckle.

"Mh.. seems I've worn you out, little one."

Another yawn.

"M-maybe a little."

Alcina held you in place as she grabbed the remnants of your uniform off the floor and wrapped them around your still naked body. A soft kiss coming to your forehead and the strength of her embrace holding you close as she began to carry you.

Where to, you weren't certain. Though you were sure it likely wasn't her bed. You couldn't imagine the Countess letting just anyone share her bedside-

Another yawn.

"Sleep, my dear. I've got you."

With that you felt safer than you had in your entire life and snuggled into the crook of her arm. With your needs and wants perfectly tended to and your body more relaxed than it had ever been. You wondered if you'd think it was all a dream come the morning. You wondered if you'd believe it even happened at all. But the reddened marks that adorned your body would quickly prove to you that it had, and everyone in the castle would surely be aware of Lady Dimitrescu's claim on you by lunch.

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Poisoned {S. Kocho x F!reader}

Had fun writing this one . This one's for my dear gays <3 Warnings: None, just some more fluff ! No angst this time !

Sunlight trickled in through the glass panes of windows in the butterfly estate. Y/n was currently lying in one of the patient beds adjacent to the tiled walls. As a demon slayer, her job was to protect civilians and other slayers in the area from demons. Her other job, however, was to slice the nape of these demons and chop their heads off completely.

Throughout the woman's mission, several different spider demons had drawn near, each attempting their own attacks against Y/n. Her eyes were sharp...but not quite sharp enough to catch the endless pit of miniature spiders with human heads crawling up her body and biting her with any skin she had been showing. Even after all the poison had begun taking effect, Y/n still fought until Giyu Tomioka and Shinobu Kocho, two of the most skilled swordsmen (and woman) known as hashira, had shown up and practically kicked ass.

Y/n was on the verge of being turned into one of the vermin, as was one of her comrades, Zenitsu. Lucky for both of them, Kocho had the antidote handy with her, and had saved both Y/n and Zenitsu from "inevitable" fate. God, Y/n felt so in debted to this woman for saving her. The thought of turning into a spider made her skin crawl with unease. She hated spiders, anyway.

But oh lord...Shinobu was drop-dead gorgeous. When the insect hashira had descended onto the building at which they both lay, Y/n thought she was dead, and that Kocho was an angel coming to lead her to heaven. Her haori had spread like a butterfly's elegant wings, and her voice, though muffled by the poison, Y/n thought it sounded so velvety...like a vixen, but much sweeter...

Y/n sat up, scratching the back of her head softly. Her limbs were still a bit short, but she could hear much better, and her sight wasn't blurred anymore. A door opened, and her e/c eyes shot towards the creaking sound. Her heartbeat became a beat quicker when she spotted the insect hashira...no...her SAVIOR...walk through the door, closing it softly behind her.

The hashira wore a smile on her gorgeous face, her butterfly hair pin peaking out from behind her head. She had a cup in her hand, and even from the distance between them, Y/n knew it was the smell of that wretched medicine she had to take. She tried not to sulk, though. This was her first time seeing Kocho instead of Aoi or the three little caterpillars giving her her medications in a cup.

"Here," Murmured the pillar, handing Y/n the cup gingerly. "Drink it while it's warm. It will make the symptoms less unbearable if you do."

Y/n grabbed the cup, giving it a wild sniff. Oh yes, this was definitely the disgusting mixture. Even though it saved her, Y/n still found it distasteful.

"Oh...thank you..Kocho..but..-"

" No need to thank me, my dear. It is my job, after all."

Y/n's heartbeat became erratic. Her voice was so pretty...it matched her face to a T. She knew Kocho didn't even NEED this as a job; her looks could get her by without any issues. The fact she was good with pharmaceuticals too was something to be looked at. She could feel her face reddening as the hashira stepped closer.

"I really need to tell you something, miss Kocho..." She closed her eyes, looking down at the blanket she was underneath. The hashira tilted her head, curiosity taking a hold of her usually smile-tight expression.

"I really do want to thank you for saving me and...that yellow-haired boy." Y/n pointed her finger to the sleeping form of Zenitsu in the bed across from herself. "You're also........" She stopped. What was she thinking?! She couldn't possibly tell Kocho that!

"Like I said, Y/n...it's my job, please don't worry yourself with thanking me. I do this to see slayers to their recoveries so they may continue to hunt demons at full health and not kill themselves."

Y/n nodded at this, blushing but looking away lightly. "Yeah...yeah, that makes sense. I'm gonna drink the meds now.."

She took the cup, putting it to her rosy lips and taking gulp after gulp of the disgusting liquid. She hated the taste, but the sweet scent Shinobu gave off made the taste not so bad for Y/n. Someone who smelled, acted, and looked sweet? Kocho was definitely Y/n's type, no doubt.

With a nod, Kocho made her way back to the door, settling Zenitsu's medicine cup on the table next to his bed as he snored away before she exited and closed the door softly. Y/n had literal butterflies in her stomach, and she gripped her own wrist. Goodness, what were these feelings? Just because the woman was gorgeous...and smelled gorgeous...and her lips probably ta-

No! Y/n, stop! Don't disrespect her like that! She's a hashira, damn it.

Allowing her thoughts to win, she settled back into bed, waiting to go back to sleep and enjoy her rest while she still could.

Shinobu regularly visited Y/n during her rest, sitting and talking with her at times.

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"Are you sure you're ready, miss Y/n?"

"Of course! I have rested, so my body's back to normal!"

Y/n chirped happily to the little caterpillars, giving each of them a light pat on the head. To her surprise, Aoi, Kanao, and a certain insect hashira joined the three little girls outside.

"Ah, Y/n..you're feeling much better now?" Asked the stern, blue butterfly nurse, placing a sassy hand on her hip. Kanao flipped her coin, watching it land on her wrist, and looking at it. With a smile, she looked at Y/n. "I'm glad you are. Please be well on your journey."

Shinobu gave a soft smile...one that seemed more genuine than her usual one, poised with hidden venom. Her talk with Tanjiro the night before made her realize how...foolish, she was to not be herself and have a genuine smile. Of course, she was still going for her goal...but why not let something slip by?

Like love?

"Y/n...may I talk to you? It's a bit important to talk about in the open. Come with me." The hashira took Y/n's hand, leading her away to behind the estate's grounds. Y/n tilted her head like a confused chihuahua, eyes bright with anticipation. What could the hashira want with her? A simple 'good luck' could've sufficed in front of the girls...but maybe she was shy about it?

"So...Miss Kocho, what's u-"

Before Y/n could finish, her lips were entangled with Kocho's. Her eyes widened, heartbeat becoming impossibly quick again. Her face began to heat a bit, pink dusting along her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Kocho released the kiss, poking Y/n's nose softly.

"Good luck, my dear~"

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