#I'm also really on a Princess Kick right now

[sissykyliecakes]

PROJECT G2G UPLOADING

*Kylie enters the room, still dolled up and traumatized.*

"Oh! Kylie Cakes! You're just in time for tonight's viewing!"

What? G2 ... Sh*t, don't!

*pretends that it is new*

Wh - what's this?

"We dug this up from your laptop ... And a lot more ..."

Where did you ... These aren't mine!

"Relax, Kylie Cakes." *wink* "Your secret is out."

I ... Huh?

"Come on! You must remember these, right? They were on your computer, sissy girl!"

... *Blush*

"You really thought it was BLIND LUCK that we ended up sissifying you? What normal forfeit involves a 500 day caging? The lads asked us to come up with a tweet for you to send, the bozos!"

So ... Why did you do all of this to me?

"KYLIE! GIRL! YOU WANT THIS! You crave it!"

N ... No ...

"But you were never going to face the truth and admit it on your own! We had to drag you, kicking and screaming because you were so scared to be yourself!"

"Sash ... I'm so sorry!"

"Kylie Cakes, I knew you were a sissy from about 4 days in! You really don't hide these caps well! I can see you writing them sometimes!"

*Kylie crying with shame*

"Hey ... Relax, sissy girlie! It's OK. You're free now. We've done the hard part for you. Now just be you. Use all this stuff you've learned and be YOU. SISSY GIRL YOU. HOT SLUTTY FAGGY YOU!"

"This one's super cute! We'll absolutely let Kylie tag along to the next festival we all do! We'll help you get all the boys you want!"

"We'll start you on these pills tomorrow. By next summer, this could be YOU."

"Stop writing it in fear. Live it with pride!"

"There are so many girls just like you! This is the place for you to shine, Princess!"

"Look! So many here already!"

@cutieecassie @cutiethessa @cambrysissycaptions @itsjennygirlz @sissy-princess-maddi-femme @sissyloren @friendz0ned-b3ta-cuck @alwayscute

"Hehe! Cute! Girl, we could so take a trip to Thailand if this is how you want to spend it!"

"You'll need to get better in heels though! You can't wear flats and do that sort of work!"

*laughing while still crying. Ashamed and relieved. Shivering and burning*

"We also found this one ... You had 5k followers on here before?"

"Why did you leave it, sissy?"

*Kylie composes herself*

It wasn't my choice. I loved it. It just got taken away from me one day. That was that ... All those girls I'd made friends with ... Gone.

"All that means is that you BUILD it back up again! We'll get your old posts out and you can even return to this guided2girlhood name if you like!"

...

Nah ... It turns out that Kylie Cakes has actually grown on me!

*The girls all hug*

_________

The key to storytelling is to never let them know where it's going!

I hope you enjoyed this arc as much as I enjoyed creating it!

We're back to full-on sissy captions and building my empire back to Tumblr Sissy Fame! I've posted some of my old favourites on here! Hope it triggers the sissy nostalgia! Drop a follow if you like them - I'm here to stay. And if I go ... I'll just come back again! And again! And again!

XOXO

"Kylie Cakes"

[mariclerc]

Petite sizes | cl16 & gr63

Summary: A girls' day out with your mom goes wrong, but your boys are always to the rescue.

Warning: mean words by reader's mom, Charles and George being supportive of you, a lot of fluff.

a/n: Hi guys! This is the first story/blurb in the "Poly!drivers" section, I hope you like it!! I accept suggestions and I would also like to know if you want a part two of this!!

You walk through the door, kicking off your shoes and letting out a tired sigh. Charles and George are sprawled on the couch, watching one of Gordon Ramsay's many cooking shows, hearing your sigh, they both turned their heads to look at you. You had gone to the mall with your mom to have a girls' day out, but, as always, she made one of her discreet comments about your body and that hurt you a lot.

“Hey guys...” you say with a shy smile that didn't reached out your eyes.

“Hey gorgeous, how was girls' day with your mom?” Charles asked sweetly.

”Did you find anything nice?” now George asked softly.

You hesitate, a flicker of sadness crossing your face. You plop down on the couch between them, snuggling into Charles' side.

“Well, there was this one shirt I really liked, but... it didn't fit right.” you say shyly.

George reaches over and gently squeezes your hand. “Oh no, that's a bummer. Was it too big or too small?”

You shake your head. “It was marked as a small, but it was way too big... You know that I usually use small or extra small, but nothing ever fits just right.” You bite your lip, trying to hold back tears. “And my mom... she didn't help either. She just called me a crybaby for being frustrated and said that because I'm "so small" and "like a dwarf," I can't find clothes that fit.”

Tears well up in your eyes, and Charles pulls you into a tight hug. ”Oh mon petit chou, don't listen to her. You're perfect just the way you are, petite et adorable.” (my little darling) (little and adorable)

George kisses your forehead. “She's just being a silly woman. You're beautiful, no matter what size clothes you wear, we just love you just the way you are, darling.”

They both shower you with kisses and gentle words, their love and support washing away the sting of your mother's hurtful words. You snuggle closer to them, feeling safe and loved.

“Thank you both... I love you my babies!” you smile softly at them.

Charles and George smile at each other, happy to see you feeling better. “On t'aime aussi, mon amour.” (we love you too, my love)

“You are our little princess okay? And we love you so much baby.” George whispers.

They hold you close, their love a warm shield against any negativity. As you try to snuggle with them, a question comes to your mind.

“Ehm... Guys? I want to know something.” you say while fidgeting slightly.

“Anything on your mind, mon ange?” Charles asks as he raises an eyebrow. (my angel)

“Well... I was wondering... Do you guys like my small body? I know I shouldn't ask this, but doubts consume me...” You say a little blushing.

Charles and George exchange a playful look, a knowing smile spreading across their faces.

“Like it? Princess, you're adorable! We wouldn't have it any other way.” George's says teasingly.

Charles pulls you closer. “Your size is perfect for cuddling... We love being able to hold you completely in our arms.”

”And your small frame makes you look even more beautiful in our clothes... Just saying.” George says while nuzzling your neck.

You have a shy smile on your lips. “Really? Well... In that case... I'd like to wear one of Charlie's hoodies.” You pause briefly. “Because I feel comfortable in it... And it's warm!” you giggle.

Charles smiles. “Well, in that case, you can wear my hoodies baby! If they make you feel comfortable, you can do it, you don't have to ask permission for it, okay?” He says and you nod, George smiles too. Charles' throws his arm around you, leading you to the main room.

“And if it's a bit big, don't worry babe. We can always roll up the sleeves and make it extra cozy!” George says as he follows you both into the main room.

You laugh and blush a little bit, the warmth of their affection chasing away any lingering doubts. As you slip into Charles' baby blue hoodie, engulfed by its soft embrace and their loving presence, you know that you are truly cherished and loved by your two boys, exactly as you are.

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Helloo! Can i have kim dokja x reader where its like reader and yjh at first hate each other but over time they start getting close (slight yjh x reader if you want) and dokja starts seeing them being close and gets jealous (i love dokja being jelly)

(sorry its a bit hard to read😓 have a great day and stay hydrated !)

Yall love jealous kim dokja goddamn

Jealous Kim Dokja x reader

Platonic Yoo Joonghyuk x reader (like a sibling dynamic)

heres some father son time with kdj and gilyoung (wingman!!)

Im sorry btw if you think it's short, i struggle with writing long stories 😭😭😭

When Dokja first told you about the novel he was reading, you felt bad for the main character. But jeez...meeting him in real life? Man you just wanted to curse him out!

During one of the scenarios, you had all split up, pulling sticks to see who'd get paired with who, and you just happened to be paired with Joonghyuk. As you both walk around, an elderly lady walked up and offered some food. After evaluating it, you decided it was safe.

"We don't n-" Before he could finish, you kicked the back of his knee and made him kneel, pushing his head down.

"Thank you granny!" You smiled at the lady, "I'm also so sorry for his actions, you see, he escaped from a mental institute-"

Before you could finish your lie, he covered your mouth, the grandma laughing and walking away, talking about her youthful days.

"Seriously? Mental institute? Please, as if." He scoffed.

"Yeah you probably escaped." You laughed, before running off as he chased you with his sword.

Running around, you found your beloved dokja, and leapt into his arms like a princess.

"Dokja! Your companion is trying to kill me!" You laughed at the fuming Joonghyuk, pointing at him.

A string of jealousy tugged at Dokja's heart, his mind wandering off to what a cute one on one time you two would have had...

-

After settling down, you, dokja, joonghyuk, and gilyoung decided to walk together.

As you all turned a corner, a grotesque monster popped up out of nowhere.

With your heightened blood pressure, you kicked joonghyuk forward, shouting, "Take him!"

Of course someone like him faced no difficulty cutting down the monster, but it did end up with you two bickering and fighting. Man...you two had to be long lost twins at this point...

-

Although dokja didn't notice it, gilyoung definitely did.

"Are you jealous?" He asked dokja.

"Wha..what? No!" Dokja waved his hands in the air.

"Yes you are...You frown everytime you look at that bastard," He nods in approval, "It's okay ajussi, me too, me too. He's wasting [name]'s precious time!"

So, the cooked up a plan.

A trap was set up, in which they titled it, 'Bastard Trap.'

Both you and joonghyuk were too engrossed in fighting each other and bickering that you both didn't realize the trap. As the two of you walked behind, you blinked, and joonghyuk was gone??

On the other hand, joonghyuk blinked and he was suddenly flung into the air, far away.

You shrugged it off, this basically meant you win...the gods were really looking out for you...! You wept a silent tear.

Gilyoung too initative, grabbing your hand and dokja's smiling and dragging you about.

"This is nice, right?" He spoke, grinning ear to ear.

You laughed, "Sure is!"

Mission accomplished!

Dokja smiled at your reaction, you really were the perfect woman. His jealousy was gone now (in which said jealousy found himself in an alleyway)

He would do this again in a heartbeat.

[moviecritc]

✦ ˚ : · CHILL GIRL (HONESTLY, SHE'S NOT) ⋆ ALEXANDRA SAINT MLEUX, CHARLES LECLERC 🦢

pairing ☆ charles leclerc x singer! reader x alexandra saint mleux

summary ☆ you and alex broke up because she suggested charles to join your relationship, and you're really mad about it

warnings ☆ hate comments (mostly for alex, but it's just for the plot), mixed smau, arguments

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

masterlist | letterboxd

tags; @iamred-iamyellow @f1ln4dr3cl16mv33 @changetyre @ilovechickenwings @callsignwidow @inejghafawifesblog @formulaal @niyu2208 @ilivbullyingjeongin @magnummagnussen @astmclaren455 @sp1rl @only-nope @eyerollerr

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yourusername MILAN WHAT THE FUUUCK !1!11!!!!!! You were so loud and SO MANY i still can't believed that i got to play my silly little songs infront of that much people. giggling and kicking my feet atm 💌💌

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user1 now why is charles in the likes and not alexandra

user2 honestly this is getting out of hand user3 yn keeps terrorizing their images in her concerts and they're in her likes. it makes absolutely no sense user4 there's a rumor that alex cheated on y/n with charles and that charles was also attracted to y/n aswell user5 lol what

user6 THANK YOU FOR COMING WE LOVE YOUU

user7 i'm so in love with her

user8 i hope that she's fine, she seemed tired these days

user9 she's performing heartbroken it's normal to be tired

user10 your music saved me, y/n ❤️ liked by author

user11 omg she liked it!!

reneerapp collab when?

user12 I WOULD DIE FOR THAT user13 Y/N RENEÉ I'M BEGGING YOU user14 this would be a dream ngl

user15 i met her in the backstage and she was the sweetest woman in the world, she took time to talk to my friends and me. it was amazing

user16 i just want to be half as cool as her

alexandrasaintmleux just posted on her story!

[caption: red for today 🖤]

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user17 matching with y/n's tour outfit?

charlesleclerc très belle❤️

user18 ferrari red or my kink is karma red?

yourusername 🖤

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yourusername This bitch is @ tiny deskk. Thank you for having me this evening and for the interview, i had so much fun darlings

Go check out the tiny concert and the interview at tiny desk yt channel 🎱✨🦢🖤

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user19 slay slay slay

charli_xcx tiny desk BIG VOICE

yourusername hold on while i scream user20 the only opinion from a charl- that matters

user21 HER STYLE ^^^^

user22 the interview was WILD

user23 we've been waiting for over a month for the rumors to be clear

rachelzegler 4 + 4??

user24 ATE 🗣️

user25 yeah everyone is noticing her now, but at what costs

user26 she's always been incredible, stfu user27 it's not her problem that her ex's bf is a dick

alex's chat with charles

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alexandrasaintmleux charles what are you doing?? are you being serious??

alexandrasaintmleux she adressed the rumors yesterday, you idiot. it would've ended there but you just ruined it.

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📍Madrid, Spain

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alexandrasaintmleux far from home 🍓🖤

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user28 gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous

user29 charles not liking??

user30 AND Y/N DID

user31 y/n back in the likes omggg

user32 the world is healing

francisca.cgomes wait i'm trying to spell gorjus liked by author

user33 y/n and she complemented each other soo well

user34 i miss them user35 you guys know they broke bc of something right?? like they didn't ended their relationship bc they were good. something bad was going on between them user36 yeah it's @/charlesleclerc user37 and she tags him ijbol

user38 GUYS !!!! y/n performing in madrid this weekend !!!! THEY'RE SEEING EACH OTHER

user39 ALEX AT THE MIDWEST PRINCESS TOUR VIP TENT??? user40 PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

user41 she's putting space between charles and her

user42 PLEASE TELL ME YOU LEAVE CHARLES

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yourusername playing mermaids with y'all tonight was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G madrid 🖤🖤🧜🧜

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rachelzegler how does it feels being the prettiest and more talented women?

yourusername you tell me user43 this duo>>>

user44 i really thought alex was coming tonight

user45 we didn't see her but my senses tell me she was on backstage

user46 obsessed isnt a strong enough word for how i feel abt this outfit its so pretty

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user47 Y/N WHAT R YOU DOING

user48 HAHAHAHAHAHA

user49 you're actually the funniest person alive

user50 not the same phrase charles used-

user51 y/n woke up an chose violence

alexandrasaintmleux i'm so proud of you btw 🖤

already working on part 3 :))

[kyemna]

Alastor with a non-biological teenager who died in the 80's

This is kind of based on some headcanons I posted earlier. I wanted to include some in the story, so here it is!

Again, i made him a softy here, to come for my throat😞

I apologize if there are any grammar mistakes.

TW: Mentions of death

It was strange, dying. Apparently there's a whole process that happens after..

Standing in Hell when you 'wake up'..

Processing, and finding a place to live.

Getting kicked out of that place, because they find out you lied about your age, and now living on the streets.

A girl finding out you live on the streets, and you discovering she's the Princess of Hell.

She invites you to stay at her hotel, rent free, but in exchange, you have to rehabilitate. Okay, do-able right? Wrong.

Finding out the radio demon stays at that EXACT Hotel.

The demon you wanted to avoid the most.

Sighing and accepting the fact that your stuck with him.

So, there you were. A 16 year old, standing in the door opening of the hotel, ready to be Rehabilitated.

Charlie, the girl you met on the streets, walks up to you and shakes your hand enthusiasticly.

"Welcome (y/n)!! We're so happy to have you here!" She smiles widely.

You awkwardly smile back at her.

"Thanks for taking me in.. i really do appreciate it."

"Ofcourse, it's no problem. We need more guests here anyways so, your helping me out more than your aware." She drags you inside the hotel, introducing you to the staff.

"Everyone this is (y/n), our first ever teenager at the Hotel! (y/n), this is, Vaggie, Husk, Angel Dust, Nifty, Sir Pentious, and Alastor"

You looked at everyone taking in their appearances and names.

You make eye contact with Alastor, his usual grin widens, as he tilts his head a little to the left.

"Nice.. to meet you all." You smile a little.

Alastor spoke. "So, how old are you, dear?"

Taken off-guard by him actually speaking to you, you answer.

"16."

"When did you die?" Angel dust asks.

"1983" you answer, again.

Angel whistles.

"How did you die?" He asks.

You stayed quiet for a moment.

"I drowned." Your grip on your bag tightens.

"Charlie, can you show me to my room, please? I need some time to... take it all in"

She nods, leading you upstairs.

Alastors gaze follows you.

"Wow, well done Angel. Asking a teenager how they died. real smooth." Vaggie says.

"How was I supposed to know it would upset them?"

"I don't know.. common sense?"

He rolls his eyes.

Charlie opens the door to your room, as you both step in.

"Take your time to get settled in, there's no hurry. Breakfast is at 8:30, lunch at 12:00 and dinner at 18:00 (6:00). There's also a meeting tommorow morning at 10 but you don't have to come to that if you don't want to." She smiles, leaving your room.

You sigh, and plop down on your bed.

You turn to your left, being met by Alastor staring at you.

You scream, rolling off the bed.

"What the hell, Alastor?" You say, loudly.

"My apologies, dear. I just noticed something was wrong when you spoke about the way you died. Now, i'm no therapist, but I am a good listener.

Would you like to talk about it?"

You inhaled sharply

"What's there to say? I was fighting somebody off near a pool. I killed his friend. He pushed me in, and he drowned me. That's all there is."

He hummed as you stand back up, and start unpacking.

"Did you know him?"

"Not really.. I went to school with him but that's all." He nods, as he stands up, taking the shirt you had in your hands, and folding it properly for you.

"If you need a hand with anything, just ask" He says, leaving your room.

The next morning you wake up at 7:00 am.

You sit up, as you heard a knock on your door.

"Come in" you say, yawning.

Alastor opens, enters, and closes the door.

"Charlie asked me to help you get settled i-" He stops and looks at you, noticing your hair. "-in." He stays silent for a moment before speaking again.

"My goodness, you look an absolute mess, dear."

You roll your eyes, laying back down.

He walks towards the curtains and opens them, light cutting off your vision for a few seconds. You groan.

"Time to get up, we have a trip to make." He lays an outfit on the end of your bed.

"Meet me downstairs in 15 minutes."

He exits your room again.

"Strange guy" you mumble, getting out of bed.

"And make your bed!" he says loudly from the hall.

"Okay, dad" you yell back, sarcastically. That came out quicker than you wanted it to. You hoped he didn't hear it. With no response, you assumed he didn't.

You get dressed, brush your teeth, do your hair, and all in a hurry since you only had 15 minutes.

You run downstairs, noticing yourself in the mirror. Your wearing a white button-up shirt, with a dark blue skirt that reaches to your calfs, a pair of low black heels and a black hat, with lace. Not to big.

You weren't used to dressing so.. conservative.

Alastor was already waiting at the door.

"17 minutes. your late."

"Oh, whatever. It's only two minutes."

You say, straighting your skirt, hearing a quick static sound of irritation.

He sighs and opens the door for you.

"Thank you." You step outside, the cold wind hitting your skin, as you breathed it in.

You two were walking in silence when Alastor spoke.

"We'll be going to Cannibal town, where we'll be meeting a friend of mine. I need to ask a favour of her, and I wanted you to tag along, so you could get accustomed to Hell."

"What kind of favour?" You asked, looking up at him.

"I'm afraid that's none of your concern, dear."

You hummed in response, looking around, trying to memorize some of the streets.

"Alastor, when were you born?" You ask.

"1893, January 1st. Why do you ask?"

You whistle, a little surprised.

"No reason, just curious.."

You guys arrived at Cannibal town.

Everyone looked so old fashioned.

You realised why Alastor picked this outfit for you. You blend right in.

You two enter a small communal building.

He waves at a woman.

"Oh my stars. Do my eyes deceive me? Alastor, it's been ages!" She walks up to us, kissing him on the cheek.

"And who's this? Come now Alastor, she's much to young for you. I'm just kidding, I know your an ace in the hole." you snicker.

"A what now?" He asked, confused.

"I think she means ase-sexual, Alastor."

"Yes, that!" The woman says, snapping her fingers.

"I'm Rosie, dear. What's your name?" She smiles.

"I'm (y/n), ma'am, nice to meet you."

She gasps softly, laying her hand on her chest.

"A pleasure meeting you, dear. So polite. Alastor you could learn a thing or two from her." She says, laying her hand on your shoulder and taking us to a table.

You wiggle your eyebrows at Alastor, grinning. He rolls his eyes.

"So what can I do for you two?" She asked.

"It's better I discuss this with you privately, Rosie." Alastor says.

She nods, turning to me.

"You can wait here, Dear. We'll be right back" she smiles, as they enter her office.

An hour later, they came back out, laughing.

"Sorry it took so long, we got a little carried away" Rosie apologized.

"It's okay" you said, standing up.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Rosie."

Alastor thanked her.

She waved it away.

"No need to thank me, Al. It's always a pleasure having you around. See you next time!"

We both smiled at her as we left.

"So.." i started. "What did you two talk about..?"

He raised his eyebrow.

"I'm still not telling you."

You shrug. "Worth a shot"

You two got back to the Hotel, and had dinner with the rest of the staff.

At 23:00 (11:00) you stumbled upstairs, exhausted from your long day.

You opened the door to your room, and kicked off your shoes, falling onto your bed, immediately dozing off.

Alastor entered your room, about to say something, when he noticed you were asleep. He sighed softly, walking over to you. He gently picked you up, laying your head on your pillow and tucking you in.

Maybe this wasn't so bad after all...

Thank you for reading!

[babygirl-riley]

Hiiiiii sorry to bother- but i'm OBESSED with dad!Simon. have you seen those tiktoks of dad's crying while their baby girls get ear piercings? They look more in pain than the kid themselves?? I'd like to ask for a short drabble please!! ❤️❤️😩

Silent Treatment

Simon and your baby girl are shunning you after getting her ears pierced

A/N: ANON ANOOOON! Those tik toks make me laugh because it’s like damnnn those dads wanna fight mom soooo bad. 😭 But yes yes I love this idea!

simon x reader guide

simon x reader family

You felt bad truly, you stood in the door frame as Simon didn’t look at you. Same with your infant daughter. “Si, we talked about it.”

Simon shook his head. “Doesn’ matter, she was in pain. Almost took the bitch’s head off,” Your daughter clanged to her father as she sighed into his shoulder. “We are not happy about it, aren’ we princess.” Simon said whispering to Millie.

You chuckled low before sighing. “Simon she is fine now. She isn’t even crying.”

“Her ears say oth’r wise.” He commented looking at her subsiding red ears.

You smirked as you saw Simon smirk, he was milking it now. You glared at him still smirking as you fold your arms. “You can’t gate-keep her forever you know.”

Simon’s smile grew bigger as he looked at Millie than you. “You try to take her for me and see who’s gate keepin’ who.”

You roll your eyes, chuckling. He was right, she was the one clinging onto him without any hesitation. When you tried to get her out of her car seat she screamed for her daddy. You really pissed her off, you knew she was daddy’s girl but never has she refused you getting her out.

Millie looked over her shoulder and her head was still laying on his shoulder. Her brown eyes looking right through your soul. You could feel the anger on the toddler. God how much both Millie and Simon were alike, even in her toddler years. That look that she was baring into your soul was the same look that her father gave the lady that pierced her ears.

“Okay dad you can go on the other side so I can just snap one on,” The lady said pulling out the piecing gun. Your mom did it to you when you were younger, easier to do it when they won’t remember it. Raise your daughter to have a routine of having earrings. Millie looked up at you as you sat her on your lap. She was confused, first having a stranger holding her ear and mom letting the stranger holding her ear. The lady smiled up at you. “You ready?”

Simon looked over at her. “It won’t hurt her too bad yeah?” You swore he was more nervous than how Millie looking on your lap.

You smiled holding her closer. “She will cry Simon but it shouldn’t hurt too much. It will feel like a pinch.”

Oh how wrong you were, once the piercing went in she screamed. Simon snapped his head up to the lady before giving her a death stare, as he moved over to the side to see her ear red. Millie kicked and tried to pull you off of her. You watched as Simon’s hands clenched into fists. “One more! I know baby.” The lady said walking over to the other side cautiously.

You saw Simon watch carefully as the lady lined up the piercing. You swore you saw fire in his eyes but also pain. You haven’t seen Simon express that emotion in years, it made your heart hurt to see him in pain as well. Millie started to lift herself as she reached for Simon. Simon tapped his foot waiting for the session to just end.

You tried to grab her hand to soothe her but instead she batted away. She tried to reach for Simon once again as you held her still. You looked over to see tears in his eyes, which made your heart drop. “Simon,” You soothed. “She is okay.”

Simon snapped his head to you. “She doesn’ look okay to me.” You frowned as he looked back to Millie as you petting her head until the lady got her gun in place of her earlobe.

After the last snap, Millie screamed again, having her arms raised to Simon. It was like flash of lightning when Simon was right in front of you. Simon grabbed her immediately, bounced her up and down. Shushing her, soothing her, rubbing her back.

Simon left the store immediately, leaving you in the dust. You sighed as you handed the money to the lady. “Don’t worry all husbands do that with their babies. The good ones at that.” The lady whispered to you. “Some of them actually shed tears.”

You smiled and thanked her, however she was wrong about him not shedding a tear. You knew why he stormed out with her, you saw the single tear leaving his eye when he snatched her.

You paid the lady and thanked her as you watched Simon hold Millie closer. Both of them gave you the silent treatment, like you did the piercing. You rolled your eyes as you tried to hold Millie but she refused you as she clanged onto Simon all the way to the car.

After getting out of the car he went straight to her room as he rocked her. Holding her. Soothing her. You followed him into the doorway, as you listened to him mumble sweet things to her. It wasn’t until then he started to speak to you.

“I’m not mad at ya,” He said sighing. “Didn’ like my babygirl cryin’ like that.” His voice lowered even more as he rubbed her back on soothing motions. Holding her even closer than he already had her before.

You nodded. “I know you don’t. I am sorry you felt that way. My heart hurt too, I didn’t expect her to scream cry,” You fell silent as you watched Millie turn to cuddle more close to his neck. Gripping his shirt. You chuckled having Simon start to smile looking at you. “I think you scared the lady as well.”

Simon scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Good she hurt Mills, should have just stared at her the whole time to have her stop.”

You chuckled coming in more, Millie watched as you walked up to her and Simon. “Then she would only have one earring.”

Simon followed with his eyes as you stood in front of him. His eyes softening as he chuckled. “That’s the new thing isn’t it?”

Now it was your time to roll your eyes as you giggled. “I’m sorry baby,” You whispered kneeling down, rubbing the top of her ear. “Think you will be the only one to have pierced ears if we get you a sibling.”

She cooed as you leaned up to kiss her forehead. She laid back into his chest. It was quiet for a moment before you stood up. “Damn right.” Simon mumbled, smirking down at you.

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500 follower special: #88 “Don’t panic but I think we might have accidentally gotten married...”

kuroo x gn reader, drinking, dumb decisions made while drunk, mentions of cheating (not by or on kuroo), not proofread

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They cannot open their eyes. It doesn't matter that the sun is burning through their eyelids or that their phone is ringing incessantly beside their head. Their head is pounding, brain pulsing against their skull, a layer of sweat over their burning skin.

It's a hangover like no other.

A groan rumbles through them as they turn, shifting against their crumbled sheets and turning to the side, eyes still squeezed shut. It's only when their nose bumps into something hard that they fly open.

There, sleeping in their bed, shirtless and face pressed harshly against a pillow, is Kuroo.

Oh, right. Kuroo.

They roll onto their back, pressing the heels of their palms into their eyes. The night before is choppy, and their memory clouded by an alcohol-induced haze.

The fight they remember first.

"You stupid piece of shit!" they yelled, rabid and incensed. Their hands were grabbing at whatever objects they could find in their bedroom: pillows, socks, Pompompurin plushies, and whipping them harshly at his face.

Their boyfriend, currently fast-tracked to 'ex-boyfriend' status, was holding up his hands meekly in front of his chest, his only form of defense. "I'm sorry, baby, please, just listen to me."

Their hand gripped tightly around an almost empty bottle of lotion on their nightstand and launched it forward. It bounced off his forearm. "No, get the fuck out of my house or I swear fucking to god," they yelled, all sense and logic drained from their head, only operating on rage.

"I don't have anywhere to go, baby, please!" he pleaded, hands pressing together like he was praying.

"Then you shouldn't have cheated on me, you dumb piece of shit!" they yelled, about to send their princess Pompompurin plush flying in his direction, but they halted. Pompompurin didn't deserve it. Instead, they fished out their phone from the depth of their pocket, muttering, "Fuck you, I'm calling Kuroo."

Kuroo, they remember as they lie in the bed beside him, was much more effective at getting their ex out of the house than Pompompurin. He had shown up, tie from work loosened around his neck, and grabbed him by the collar. Kuroo dragged him to the curb, throwing out a string of curses and threats as he did so.

Then it was the crying. They had sobbed into Kuroo's chest while his hand smoothed down the hair on the top of their head. "I'm sorry," Kuroo had whispered, cradling them close to his chest. "He didn't deserve you."

The crying part was also when the drinking part started, too, they're pretty sure.

Kuroo had cracked open a beer, ready to settle in beside them on the couch and spend the night in together, watching comforting movies. He was ready to be a distraction.

But Kuroo likely didn't realize that he wasn't really as much of a distraction as he was another, deeper form of heartache. To them, the distraction was the beer.

"Tetsu," they had whined from their spot on the couch, tears dried on their face and can in their hand empty, "grab me another beer, please."

Kuroo stood in front of their open fridge, tie now completely abandoned and shirt unbuttoned. He frowned, and called back to them. "Looks like you're out."

So they went out.

The bar they remember well. Crowded and lively and with good music. The beer on tap tasted like water, so they had switched to something with a little more kick, and Kuroo followed suit.

Kuroo's face was red, and his eyes were drooping by the time he leaned forward and grabbed their cheeks between each of his hands, lightly squishing their face together. "You're too good-looking to get cheated on," he complained, like the thought was too painful for him to bear. "And you're a good person too. That pisses me off. Cause if you sucked, like, that would be different. Still be bad, but like, it's way worse because of how fucking amazing you are."

"Yeah, I know," they replied, words muffled and garbled as Kuroo pressed their mouth into a 'o' shape. "But I feel like I can only get shitheads to date me."

He blinked. They remember him blinking. "Do you think I'm a shithead?" he asked, head tilted, still not releasing their face from his grip.

They did their best to shake their head in reply. "I only think good things about you."

That they wince at, digging their hands further into their eyes, like they're trying to press the memory of it away.

They remember singing along to songs that played. They remember holding onto Kuroo's arm and resting their head on his shoulder. They remember saying, "I love you so fucking much," too many times to be considered just a friend thing.

But other than that, there's an empty space in their head. They know there's more. They know they left the bar and walked in a direction that was certainly not back home. And they know that somehow, Kuroo ended up sleeping shirtless besides them.

They remove their hands from their eyes, and light floods in, temporarily blinding them. They have to blink a few times before their vision returns to them, and when they turn to look over at Kuroo, it seems like he's in a similar state.

He groans, stirring in place as he peels his eyes open. One of their elbows gently nudges into his side. "Testu," they say, voice gravelly and rough.

Kuroo flips around and buries his face into the pillow beneath him, presumably trying to block out that brutal sun. "Yes?"

"Did we hook up last night?" they ask, not so horrified with the idea, more so hoping something like that wouldn't be a drunken regret.

"No," he replies, "we did something stupider."

Thier gut tumbles, and they think for a second that they might throw up. Whether that's the dread and nerves or the hangover, they're not sure. "Oh?"

Groaning the whole way through, Kuroo sits up, resting his weight on his forearm as he props himself up to look down at them. “Don’t panic but I think we might have accidentally gotten married."

They blink. And the words start to piece together some images. They do distinctly remember signing their name on some piece of paper or another. And now, they can see it clearer. Kuroo looking down at them with that shit-eating grin of his, him placing a strawberry gummy ring on their finger, and holy shit, holy fuck, they can remember very, very clearly, Kuroo leaning down and kissing them like it's just a thing he's always done.

Well, they figure that they're technically Kuroo now, too.

"Fucking hell," they say in a thick voice, eyes wide, "we totally got fucking married."

Kuroo studies their expression, eyes still heavy with sleep. "Do we, do we like, get divorced?"

"Do you want to?" they ask at once, perhaps sounding a little more intense than they mean to.

He doesn't say anything. Kuroo just opens his mouth and no words come out, like he doesn't know what the right answer would be.

They lean closer to him. "You wouldn't cheat on me," they say to him, "and you're not a shithead."

"No," he agrees with a shake of his head, "not really, at least. And I mean, you think good things about me.”

Their throat is dry. Maybe if they weren't so debilitated by the hangover they'd be a little less bold. "Okay, so maybe we just go back to bed and then give it a week or a year, and then if you want to get divorced after that we can."

Despite the reek of alcohol that lingers on the both of them, Kuroo manages a grin. "A year doesn't seem long enough. I think we need at least two."

They close their eyes, and settle back against the pillow. "Okay, three years."

Kuroo slumps against his side of the bed, and slings an arm over their shoulder, pulling them in close to his chest. "Alright," he mumbles. "Five to twenty years, then we'll revisit."

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Hi beautiful! I have a request!

Loki helping your through a high pain day! I have chronic pain and it would be great

Personal Painkiller

Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader

Summary: When you have a high pain day, Loki knows exactly how to comfort you.

Warnings: chronic pain, fluff, liiiittle bit of thirst

Word Count: 1,6k

a/n: My friend... Again, I'm so sorry you have to go through this pain. 🥺 I hope that I get this story right and especially that you like it. 💚

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You already felt it when your feet touched the carpeted floor of your bedroom... The dull ache in your left hip. Oh great, you thought. It's not enough that today is Monday and it's raining pitchforks outside, no... The osteoarthritis had to kick in, too.

You sighed and got up with a wince. After stretching your muscles a bit, you made your way to the bathroom - quietly, not to wake your boyfriend, who was sleeping peacefully on the left side of the bed; hands buried underneath his pillow and breath quiet and steady.

The way to the bathroom already turned out to be a challenge. You groaned softly as you sat down on the toilet; burying your face in your hands and rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. Today wasn't a good pain day.

It took you longer than usual to get dressed. Sure, it was a rainy Monday morning, six o'clock and you were without a doubt, tired - but the pain definitely didn't make it easier for you.

After getting through your morning routine, you had a few Lucky Charms for breakfast, packed in more pain killers in your bag than usual and then left the Avengers compound in order to get to work.

Working as a retail saleswoman was great, really. You loved your job. You loved the customer contact and everything else that came with it. Sure, it could get stressful from time to time, but you had a great boss and wonderful colleagues who made up for this.

You had early shift this week - meaning, a lot of groceries and other products the store was selling, which got through the arrival had to be checked and stowed away. That was, hands down, one of your favourite tasks - but not today. Today, it was rather torture. All the work your legs, back and hips had to do wasn't appreciated by your osteoarthritis. Normally, it wasn't a problem and you got along quite well, but when you had a high pain day it was awful - and this Monday was such a day...

So you went to ask one of your other colleagues - Benji, to switch. He understood, of course and was more than willing to let you cash, while he joined Alex. "Thanks, Ben." The blonde man smiled. "No probs. I hope you'll feel better, now that you can sit." "I hope so, too." "Fingers crossed!" Benji shouted while walking away.

"Hey, Y/N, you good?" Your shift buddy Alex asked, while ripping open another big package, which was filled to the brim with cheese. You shifted; trying to ease the pain by moving. "Not really..." Alex's brows furrowed, as she gave you a compassionate look. "High pain day?" "Yeps." You scrunched your nose as your hip told you that moving wasn't the solution either. "Like... Really high pain day. I feel like I can barely move." "Oh no... I'm sorry. Did you already take your pain meds?" You nodded. "Already took two..." "Oh fuck..."

You worked on for another ten minutes, but it just seems to get worse. Sure, the pain killers weren't probably kicking in yet, but nevertheless... It was not manageable. "Alex, do you mind if I try to switch with Benji? See if cashier likes my hip more?" Your buddy nodded. "Sure thing, Y/N/N. I hope it helps..." "Me too..."

Your colleagues good wishes unfortunately didn't work. The seating position was okay and welcomed for a little while; the pain ebbing away a bit, but after about and hour the dull ache came back full force.

So bad, that you weren't able to work any longer.

You smiled; trying to hide the pain. "Thanks."

Therefore, you spoke with your shift superintendent Diane and she sent you home. She knew of your illness and was very understanding and cooperative.

"Thanks, D. I promise I'm trying to go to work tomorrow. I know we have a lot of stuff to do and-" Your boss interrupted you immediately; lifting a hand. "Y/N... Please. You know I understand. Rest today, see if it is better again tomorrow and if yes, that's great and I'm happy to see you here - but if its not, don't worry. We'll make this a few days without you."

Diane smiled; gave you a nod and home you went.

The ride with the subway unfortunately made it worse. You had to stand, which stressed your legs and hips even more. It was honestly a blessing, when you saw the Avengers compound in distance. Almost there, almost there.

The moment the main door shut close behind you, you were utterly relieved. All you wanted to do, was curl up in bed now, with a nice cup of tea - and preferably sleep, so your brain didn't have to remember you every minute, that your hip was aching.

You slipped off your shoes and jacket, threw your keys on the little shelf beside the door and turned to walk the short hallway to the bathroom. But when you turned the corner, you collided with something firm, yet soft. You gasped - out of shock and pain.

"Darling?!" Two strong arms caught you from falling, so powerful was the impact. Loki. "Oh norns, apologies! Are you okay?" His concerned oceanic blue eyes wandered over your body; checking if the collision did any harm to you. But then his brows furrowed softly. "Why are you already back home?"

Only a few moments later, you felt the soft, comfy bedsheets of your bed underneath you. Loki gently let you down, before he worked on tucking you in. "B-But, sweetie, I-I'm still wearing my street wear." You mumbled in between sobs. The god just smiled at you lovingly, snapped his fingers and caused a green shimmer to run over your body; changing you into the most comfortable, fluffiest pyjamas you possessed.

At this question, you couldn't hold back your tears anymore. It was just a little bit too much. The pain, the frustration, that you had to quit work for today - everything.

"H-High pain day," was all you managed to say, before tears escaped the corners of your eyes. Loki reacted within seconds. He knew exactly what was going on and what he had to do. Without another word, he swept you gently off your feet and carried you bridal style towards your bedroom. That was at least what you anticipated, because your vision was blurry with tears. You clung to your boyfriend; wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your head against his black shirt covered chest.

Seconds later, you felt his soft lips press a lingering kiss against your forehead. "I'm so sorry your osteoarthritis is treating you bad again, my love. I'm going to take care of you." He whispered against your skin in a smooth, deep voice, which gave you the feeling of being utterly loved and protected.

"Tea, darling?" You nodded; trying to give him a smile. He knew exactly what you needed on such a day. "P-Please..." "Of course." He said; still smiling softly. "Did you already take some of your pain meds?" You gave him another nod. "Good girl." He leaned down to press another sweet, gentle kiss on your forehead. "I'll be back in a few minutes, okay? Try to get comfortable and relax." "O-Okay."

While you tried to get as comfortable as somehow possible, Loki made you a cup of tea; returning with it only a few minutes later.

"There you go, my love." The god gave you the mug carefully and breathed another kiss on your forehead, "Thank you." before he started to unbutton his black shirt.

Loki was about to roll his black slacks down his legs, when you suddenly remembered something. As if struck by lightning, you quickly took a look at your alarm clock; standing on your bedside table. "Sweetie, don't you have a meeting in, um... Now? Go, get dressed again! You have to leave, unless you'll be late!"

You just took a sip of the tea, as you watched him undress with wide eyes. "U-Uh, sweetie, w-what are you doing?" A low chuckle rumbled through your boyfriend's chest. "What does is look like, angel?"

Blinking - and trying to not get lost in the delicate movements of his fingers undoing the little buttons, you watched how the fabric slipped off his shoulders; muscles bulging. "U-Um, I know, but..." You swallowed hard; taking another sip of the tea and almost burning yourself.

Your boyfriend only shook his head; smiling and kicked the suit trousers off his legs, before throwing them on the chair standing in the corner of the bedroom.

"B-But Steve hates it when you're missing out a team meeting..." He shrugged his shoulders, rounded the bed and slipped underneath the covers beside you. "So? You are way more important than Roger's unnecessary team meetings." "But-" "Ah.Ah. No buts, darling." Loki said; wrapping you up his arms; spooning you. "I'll stay with you. I want to help you as best as I can through this. Screw this meeting."

Your heart fluttered at his words. You couldn't help but to lean into his embrace; cuddling close. "Thank you, love." He nuzzled the crook of your neck; inhaling your scent. "No need to thank me. I am doing this, because I love you." Butterflies ran wild within your belly. "I love you, too."

The rest of the day was spent with cuddling, listening to the rain drum against the window panes and even more cuddling. He made you as much tea as you desired and even tried to ease the pain with his seidr - which really helped a bit.

In conclusion, Loki was the best, doting boyfriend you ever had.

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The Strong Twins

Harwin Strong x Velaryon!Reader (unrequited love), Alicent Hightower x Velaryon!Reader, Larys Strong x Velaryon!Reader

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Despite your coldness and the distance between you two, Harwin still cared about you. That's why when the servants woke him up in the middle of the night to tell him that you went into labor, he got nervous. You didn't let him be by your side while you gave birth, the only people you allowed to enter your chambers, besides the midwives, were your mother, your sister, and the queen. Rhaenyra also wanted to accompany you but the queen did not hesitate to close the door in her face.

Harwin wasn't the only one awake hoping that you'd finish the delivery and everything would turn out okay. Accompanying him in his chambers were his father, his brother, Corlys, Laenor, Daemon, and Rhaenyra. Your father had brought wine so everyone was drinking trying to ignore their worries about things that could go wrong.

The truth is Harwin felt uncomfortable by the presence of Daemon and Rhaenyra. He didn't understand why the man was there with them, yes Daemon was married to Laena but the prince could easily have continued sleeping. He had no obligation to be awake waiting to hear from you and the baby… Unless he was the father of your child and your new lover. Harwin shook his head and stopped drinking, the drink and his nerves were making him think of stupid things. He knew that you loved your sister and would never do anything to hurt her.

Normally Rhaenyra's presence always made him feel warm and gave him some kind of peace of mind but right now he wanted her away. At first, the atmosphere in his chambers was "calm" but that calm disappeared when a furious and injured Rhaenyra entered after you yelled at her that you didn't want her near her and that she will let you give birth in peace. The room was now tense. Corlys Velaryon was looking at them both angrily. Even his own father was glaring at them furiously. He knew that they expected him to drive the princess away but he couldn't do it.

The only person who didn't seem furious with him was his brother. Harwin didn't expect Larys to be next to him and appreciated it, he was sure he would continue sleeping but he appeared next to his father and sat next to him. He didn't say a word of comfort or try to distract him with a conversation, Larys had never been that kind of person but with his presence, he was already giving him silent support. Larys even didn't make fun of him when he spent the first hour pacing all over the room.

Your screams were heard again, and Larys was tempted to pour himself another glass of wine, but he didn't. He had to be sober when he met his son. He would start as a bad father if he was drunk when he first saw the baby. Besides he knew that if he turned up drunk you would be furious and kick his ass or you could ignore him for weeks.

Larys is not a fearful or nervous person. He couldn't remember when was the last time he had felt fear, nervousness, or anxiety. He knew it was foolish to feel that, you are a strong woman, you can fly on a dragon and he is sure that you are capable of defeating any man from the city guard, the birthing bed would not kill you. Besides, your mother took it upon herself to bring the best midwives to King's Landing to help you in the delivery and Alicent was by your side, she would never allow anything to go wrong.

He knew you would be fine but still, a small part of him was anxious. He hated feeling like this. He wanted to go to the black cells and torture someone until that horrible feeling disappeared. He wanted to stop hearing your screams and listen to the prisoners' screams as he pulled their teeth out. But then again, you'd be mad at him for doing other things instead of going to meet his kid.

It felt unreal. Larys never imagined that he would have a child. No father wanted to marry his daughter to a cripple and on top of that with a second son who was not going to inherit anything, so he never thought that he would marry and have children. And Larys was fine with it because kids in general were fucking annoying. But then Harwin neglected you and he managed to captivate you so you gave him a chance. It was not in his plans that you would end up pregnant. But it wasn't a problem, you looked happy even though he noticed that you were disappointed by his lack of reaction when you gave him the news. He wouldn't say specifically that he was happy but he could say that he was proud, proud that he had done what Harwin couldn't, and now the Strong line would run through his blood. Proud to see how happy you were as the child grew in your womb. He couldn't deny that he liked to see how happy you looked while you and Alicent sewed blankets for the baby. He also liked hearing how excited you were as you talked about the names you had in mind for the child. He would never forget the smile on your face when you took his and Alicent's hands and made them feel like kicking the baby for the first time. You looked happier than he had seen you in years. He was the one who made you happy, not Harwin.

The door was flung open and Laena appeared with a big smile. "Everything went well."

Of course, Harwin was the first to run for your chambers. Soon Corlys, Laenor, and Rhaenyra followed. They were looking forward to seeing you. They needed to see for themselves that you were okay.

Larys remained seated. Although he wanted to go see you, he knew he had to wait a while. It would be striking that he was so eager to meet his nephew.

"What are you waiting for? She wants us all there" Laena said walking in seeing that Daemon, Lyonel, and Larys didn't seem willing to leave the room. Larys was sure Laena gave him the longest look when she said "everyone" and as if she couldn't be more obvious she moved to his side "Come on, go meet your nephews" she commanded as she squeezed hard his shoulder. Perhaps from the outside, it looked like an affectionate gesture but he could feel how your sister was digging her fingers into him.

Laena had only found out about the romance between the two of you because your sister didn't know what privacy was and entered your chambers without knocking on the door. Even Alicent's children knew to knock on the door and get the other person's permission before entering a room that didn't belong to them.

After you two get dressed again, Larys had to endure some questioning from Laena. He thought he had had enough of her when "the Queen Who Never Was" forced him to join her at her tea time to talk about his relationship with you. He preferred the cold stare of a Rhaenys Targaryen to Laena's endless questions.

"I'm sure you are excited to meet your grandchildren too, Lord Strong," Laena added to avoid drawing Daemon's attention. She knew that you would never forgive her if she let your secret slip. She loved Daemon but you and Laenor came first.

“Grandchildren?” Lyonel repeated, shocked to have more than one grandchild.

"Twins," Laena replied, still smiling.

That was enough for both Larys and his father to get up and head to your chambers. On another occasion, Lyonel would have lightened his step considering the limp of his son but this time he was excited. Twins were not common in the Strong family.

Larys felt even more proud of you two but also a little anxious. He was just getting used to the idea of a single baby. Now there would be two of them and he had to work to make them both like him. What if they are identical twins and he couldn't tell them apart? Would you tell him that he is a bad father because of that? What if Harwin manages to distinguish them? Would that make you forgive his brother? He put those stupid thoughts aside the moment he saw Rhaenyra grumbling outside your door. Evidently, again they had not let her in.

“Princess, you should go rest. Lady Strong must be too tired to receive any more visitors. She will surely receive you tomorrow. We don't want to overwhelm the mother right now, right?" he said before opening the door and going inside, ignoring the incredulous look that the king's eldest daughter gave him for daring to throw her out.

The moment you saw Larys walk in, your face lit up. You had wanted him to be with you during the birth but it would clearly have been conspicuous in court for him to be at your side instead of Harwin. At least you could have Alicent next to you, she took it upon herself to wipe the sweat from your forehead and neck, clearly, that was a maiden's job, not a queen's, but no one said anything, and she let you take her hand without any complaints even though you were sure it would have marks from your nails. The presence of your lover, your mother, and your sister made the situation not so terrible. Without them, you probably would have been even more terrified.

The midwives had already left so now you could talk freely, with just the family.

"Come, my lord, meet your children," you said surprising everyone. You knew that Larys and your mother will argue with you for revealing the true paternity of your children, but you didn't care. You wanted Harwin and Lyonel to know that it would be Larys' blood that would carry on the Strong legacy. You were sure that both kept the secret. The Strongs needed an heir and you gave them two. Besides, despite Harwin's infidelity, he had some honor and you knew he would never do anything to hurt a child.

Larys wanted to be mad at you. You just put the children and yourself in danger. His father could order you and Harwin to go to Harrenhal to prevent you from continuing your relationship. Harwin might eventually tell the princess the truth. What you just did was stupid. Like it was stupid that he couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful you looked while you were carrying his son. He should be thinking about how to prevent his father from pushing you away or Harwin from opening his mouth but he could only think about you and the children. He loves you but sometimes he hated how stupid and weak you make him.

Harwin felt as if someone had repeatedly stabbed him in the chest at your words, confirming what he already knew. Larys was the father of your twins. He knew it the moment he saw Aethan's blue eye and the love in your eyes when his brother appeared. You used to look at him that way.

Now he understood why Larys had accompanied him all these hours, his brother was also worried about you and now he was the owner of your heart and with whom you share your bed. Harwin wished he could fool himself into thinking you were only doing this for revenge but he could see the love you had for Larys as you patiently explained how to properly restrain the children. Seeing them as a happy family caused pain in his heart. He always wished his brother happiness but he never imagined that it would be at his own expense. He couldn't be happy for Larys when those children were supposed to be his. You are his wife. He should be the one by your side as you proudly present Alyn to Lyonel as the future Lord of Harrenhal, not Larys.

Lyonel's eldest son knew that the gods were making him live this nightmare because he deserved it after all the pain and humiliation his romance with Rhaenyra caused you. But it seemed cruel to him that the gods had made the children look like he always dreamed his children would look like with you. He always imagined that they would have your beautiful silver hair and your mouth but they would have his nose and his eyes. The twins had slightly lighter skin than yours but there was no doubt that your blood had been stronger because they both have little silver locks, your mouth, and your beautiful brown eyes. Except Aethan also has an eye the same color as Larys'. That eye would always be a reminder to Harwin of who the father of your children really was.

Daemon entered your chambers together with your sister, finding Lyonel and Corlys holding their grandchildren without having any idea that he missed the Strong children's paternity reveal. Thankfully Laena had managed to distract him long enough for you and Larys to have a moment with your children.

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Pirate/Thief! Scaramouche who's dreamed of pulling off one of the biggest heists since he first got into the life of piracy: stealing the crown from the castle of the most heavily guarded kingdom known. (do i have a name for this kingdom? no, roll with it.)

Pirate/Thief Scaramouche who's ship stayed docked for months while his crew and him pretended to have totally innocent business in the kingdom.

Seeing this ship immediately made the land's military stay on high alert, however since no crime was committed, they couldn't arrest them yet.

Pirate/Thief! Scaramouche who finally makes his move and breaches the castle, finding himself inside the princess's quarters

Pirate! Scaramouche who somehow didn't anticipate that, in the heavily guarded kingdom, the princess was also skilled with a sword and always carried one with her; yes, even while she slept.

"I'm not leaving empty handed," he would tell her, a cold determination painting his face. "Take me to the crown or I'll end you right here."

She, much to his surprise, had a similar persistent manner to him, and refused. "You know very well I can't do that. I can, however, offer you a deal. If you leave now, I won't tell anyone about your attempt to rob the royal castle."

"Your crown or your life," he glared at her. His threat was very much a real one, but instead she smiled at him. "Tell me, which is more important to you "

"If we're being quite frank, neither, but it's very amusing to watch you not get what you want."

Pirate! Scaramouche who duels with the princess in her own room, finding himself distracted by the way her expensive nightgown hugged her body, or the way she flirted with him as she parried his sword. He considered himself to be a gentleman to the ladies he met, but she was really pushing it.

Phrases such as "a shame we met in this situation, otherwise I would have been interested in you. your face is my type." was not what he expected to hear from someone of royal blood, especially not to a rogue like him.

Eventually he has to flee, as the sound of armored footsteps approaching the princess's quarters catches his attention. they clearly had heard the commotion, and had begun to come running to her aid, not that she needed it.

Pirate! Scaramouche who flees out the same window he came in from, with only a few seconds to spare, and escapes through the tree line.

When the guards made it to the princess's room, she had already kicked her sword under her bed and flung herself under the covers, hiding any evidence that a break in ever occurred. After all, how could she ever see him again if her father decides to tighten security even more.

[11queensupreme11]

7th love interest - cú chulainn!

yep so everyone who voted for cu chulainn in the previous poll (which was surprisingly a majority of you) got it right!

for those who don't know, cu chulainn is a character from the ror spinoff: apocalypse of the gods, and he is a demigod. like, an actual 50% human and 50% god.

yeah so that means there are now 2 types of demigods in the ror verse: a human with the strength of a god (gained via drinking ambrosa aka, zeus' blood; ex: heracles before ascension) and now the actual half-blood that we're familiar with

BECAUSE I ALREADY STATED IN ARSENIC BLUES THAT BIOLOGICAL HALF-GOD AND HALF-HUMANS DON'T EXIST AND ARE IMPOSSIBLE TO CREATE, CU CHULAINN WILL BE LIKE PRE-ASCENSION HERACLES: a human with the strength of a god BUT he got this through drinking lugh's blood and was also blessed by him (hence why he will have some of lugh's powers too)

so..... why cu chulainn? well, he actually has a lot of similarities with percy:

both are mortal children of a god. percy being the biological daughter of poseidon and cu chulainn being the adopted son of lugh (for my fic at least)

both have doggies 🥺🥺🥺

both are heroes/warriors. 'hero' more for percy, and 'warrior' more for cu chulainn (i'll explain this later)

both started young. cu chulainn actually started at age fucking seven 💀 and twelve years old for percy

both have ungodly amounts of rizz. percy's getting bitches left and right in BOTH pjo universe and ror universe, and cu chulainn's a fucking whore. no fr, in a lot of his lore, men hated his ass cuz they feared he may "steal their wives and ruin their daughters". he was balls deep in everyone 💀

both have hilarious beef with war gods 😭 ares for percy and morrigan for cu chulainn (fun fact: morrigan actually tried to rizz him once but he rejected her and she's hated his ass since 💀)

both have A LOT of enemies 💀 percy's pissed off like half the greek pantheon in the pjo verse and is on every monster's hit list and cu chulainn literally got killed because the sons of the people he killed wanted to get his ass for revenge 💀

both are really really good at killing their enemies 😂 percy's kill mostly consists of monsters tho and maybe some enemy demigods whereas cu chulainn pretty much killed hundreds of people in táin bó cúailnge in less than five minutes cuz he went into goblin mode 💀💀💀 (and then he went on to terrorize the entirety of ireland)

HOWEVER!!!!! there are also some MAJOR differences between them that i can't wait to explore.

cu chulainn was born into royalty. his mother was a princess and the sister of the king. then there's broke ass percy 😭

cu chulainn is an arrogant asshole in the myths and in the manga and percy's an actual sweetie pie who was raised well by her mom 🥺

cu chulainn's basically the heracles of ireland, and by that, i mean he was a huge fucking piece of shit 💀💀💀 yeah, he's basically as much of a jerk as pjo!heracles 💀

you know how in greek myths, there's tons of heroes that we learn about (theseus, odysseus, hercules, etc), but then you read the non-sugar coated version of their stories and realize "omg these are horrible ppl"???? yeah that's the same with cu chulainn 💀 back in ancient times, they pretty much called anyone who can kick ass a "hero", which is very different from our modern definition where we think of good people who go around saving lives. cu chulainn was more of a warrior than a hero tbh 💀

also, the dude was a rapist too (so he's already fitting in well with the yanderes yaaaaay 🤗)

i'm gonna have so much fun writing about him and percy lmaooo they share so many similarities, but at the same time are so wildly different

anyway, cu chulainn will show up in ACT TWO, not in act one!!!

and for those curious to learn more, here are some links:

for the list of stories of the ulster cycle (some don't show up, so i suggest googling the title to read it else where)

someone's analysis of the sexism and misogyny in these stories with excerpts to back up the claims. they also go into detail about how much of a shitty person he was lol

[field-of-la-fleur]

PLEASE!! do a leo or even jason x daughter of iris or even nike! smau! i beg of you ‼️‼️🙏🏽🧍🏽‍♂️

⋆.˚𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 .ᐟ

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contains: jason x daughter of nike!reader (kinda) smau

warnings: use of yn, mortal au (but reader acts like a daughter of nike), and probs language

author's note: i had a vision okay?

special mentions: lowk kinda inspired by @gentlehue's jj & smartiepants series (check that out)

now playing 𓏧 feels like (gracie abrams)

ynthewinner hard at work 🫡

reyrey you look like you've done nothing (and i have proof)

ynthewinner NO DO NOT KICK ME OFF THE TEAM IM JUST TIRED IN THESE PICTURES 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

reyrey 😒😒

ynthewinner i'll make jason bake you brownies

reyrey deal 🤝

trophyhusband HEY I DIDN'T AGREE TO THIS

trophyhusband you look so nice in the first picture 😍

bejeweled shamelessly simping in the comments smh

ynthewinner oh shut up hazel LOVE YOU JASE 😘😘

nemo 🤮

ynthewinner you're not even on the team

nemo i'm here for my boyfriend and my boyfriend alone 😐

ynthewinner HES MY BOYFRIEND

nemo no one asked 🙄

ynthewinner i'm calling annabeth

sparklybitch excuse who took that first picture? 😇

ynthewinner you did

redheadedartfreak you guys did good 😌

ynthewinner yesss (when are you coming back? we miss you 😢 )

redheadedartfreak ofc we did (in two days miss you more 🥰🥰)

trophyhusband semi-finals are right around the corner

tagged: @ynthewinner

frankenstein you're not even in any of these pictures

trophyhusband so?

ynthewinner aww ily 🥰

trophyhusband i love you more ❤️

beth actually its very stressful. its not something to joke about ☝️🤓

sparklybitch you look really crusty jason

trophyhusband I'M NOT EVEN IN THE PICTURES????

sparklybitch well yn doesn't deserve someone crusty like you

festussbestie @ynthewinner

trophyhusband fuck you leo

ynthewinner piper you can't try and break me and jason up by bullying him

sparklybitch but i can becuz then he'll have no self esteem so he thinks that he doesn't deserve you so he breaks up with you

festussbestie 🍿🫢 that's some regina george typa shit

sparklybitch i'll take that as a compliment

ynthewinner celebration dinner!

tagged: @/trophyhusband

booimscary one of many

sparklybitch nico! who let you have your phone? 😡

sonny he’s gonna jump you btw

trophyhusband why did you put that middle photo in it? 😣

ynthewinner so everyone knows you’re a pig (just kidding love u 😚😚)

trophyhusband the food was good okay?? (love you too princess ❤️)

beth what about us? do we not exist anymore? 😔

ynthewinner bitch what you’re literally in the last pic????

beth ooh sorry mb mb

beth in your car the radio up!

tagged: @ynthewinner @/rey @/sparklybitch @/bejeweled @redheadedartfreak

ynthewinner in your car, the radio up!

sparklybitch we keep trying to talk about us

redheadedartfreak i’m someone you maybe might love

bejeweled i’ll be your quiet afternoon crush

rey i’ll be your violent overnight rush

beth make you crazy over my touch

festussbestie BUT ITS JUST A SUPERCUT OF US 🤩🤩

ynthewinner 🤨🤨🤨

trophyhusband sweating my ass off. this is nerve wracking (you guys got this!!!)

nemo you have no ass to sweat off 🤨

trophyhusband stfu

festussbestie shouldn’t yall be watching your girlfriends play instead of being on your mfing phones? 😒😒

rey yeah i agree

trophyhusband they’re not on yet

rey pay attention

trophyhusband yes ma’am 🫡

ynthewinner WE WON 🦅🦅🦅 (someone also decided to finally make a move)

tagged: @beth @/rey @/sparklybitch @/bejeweled @redheadedartfreak

frankenstein don’t bring me and hazel into this ☹️

ynthewinner shut up yall are cute together 🥰

rey good job girls!

ynthewinner smth is very wrong here…

beth ik reyna congratulating us??? unheard of 🤨🤨

nemo wow you did it

ynthewinner you knew we’d win stfu

trophyhusband a daughter of nike for real 😚😚

ynthewinner i’m wearing adidas???

trophyhusband yk what? nvm

[jikjinz]

★﹐cause i'm like: yes & no ．﹗﹑

anonymous asked: I... I might need a Junkyu/Doyoung hard smut.... I can't get out of my Dokyu brain rot this is killing me😭 ESP WITH JUNKYU'S NEW BLONDE HAIR??? Anyways I love your writing I'm glad I found your account.

cw: k.doyoung x fem!reader x k.junkyu, smut, dom!junkyu, switch!doyoung, sub!reader; threesome, porn with little to no plot; (now bear with me) masturbation, handjob, blowjob (m!receiving); one (1) pussy slap; oral, fingering (f!receiving), hickeys, multiple orgasms, question about safe word & discussion about it mentioned; praise & pet names (princess, good girl, pretty one); double p-in-v penetration, creampie, mention of birth control pills; finger sucking; lmk if i missed something cuz for sure i did)

wc: too much (aka 2,450 in total)

note: i wrote it with my pussy and yall have to deal with it. also it's my first threesome i have ever written so go easy on me or smth; imma disappear for some more but leave nice asks about this piece, reblog it and comment how good it is (if is)

“what?”

okay, that’s not how you intended on spending the evening. you came to your friends’ apartment for some notebooks and what-not you left there last time, and now? it’s a mess.

this can’t be true. you just misheard it, imagined it, or it’s the unholy amount of caffeine kicking it. because there’s no fucking way you heard your friend moaning your name. right?

oh no. the door to doyoung’s room is slightly open, and the whimpers and moans definitely sound like him. but there’s just no way he’s jacking off to you! so you gather up your guts, knock a few times on the opened door and move them out of your way so you can bust in the room-

“you nasty little bitch.”

it sounds terrible; these words aren’t good for describing other people unless you want to disgrace them… and there you are, speaking like that, with a smile on your face, lust in your eyes, and a slowly growing wet patch in your lower underwear. you chuckle quietly, waiting for any reaction from doyoung.

“do you need any help?” trying to get something out of him, any sign that you can or cannot stay in the room, you try asking, and-

“uh-huh!”

“but i need to know what to do, little one,” you tease him, closing the door to his room, and going to his desk, by which he’s sitting. turning his chair so doyoung is facing you, one hand placed on the desk and your other hand reaches for the hem of doyoung’s boxers. “what do you want from me? what can i do to make you-”

“fuck me finally.”

taken aback by little, you smile brightly at this straightforward information. but that’s what you need, actually! now you know what to do, and… you’re more than happy to oblige.

you pull his boxers down enough so you can see, touch, and be surprised by the view. impressive length with a leaking tip that would make you gag for sure; that’s why you choose to use your hand. slowly, you take it in your palm; as you do it with extreme care, doyoung still jolts at the slight touch. you chuckle and give him a few slow strokes, smearing the precum all over it; you smile at his cute reactions, the way his lips part, the way he tries to maintain eye contact despite the blissful feeling. leaning in for a kiss, you can’t help but chuckle between the meetings of your lips. as you swallow all his moans, you stroke him for the last time, moving your thumbs across his tip; that’s what sends him through the edge. doyoung still thrusts into your hand, while you help him through the ecstatic feeling.

“umm-”

you turn around really fast, almost snapping your neck. you chuckle though, seeing your other friend and doyoung’s roommate, junkyu, standing at the entrance to the room.

“i- might need- help- as well.” junkyu mumbles out and laughs awkwardly, face flushed and breath uneven. since you were leaning a bit, you stand up properly again and look at both of your friends, stare switching from junkyu to doyoung.

“and what if i need help, too?” though you joke in a way, that’s actually a bit true; not only did you have soaked underwear already but the thought of taking both your friends, not in a fight, makes your head spin. laughing quietly to bring yourself to reality, you take a few steps back, to doyoung’s bed, where you plop. “i can help you both if you will help me. deal?”

both of them choke on air; junkyu almost passes out, weak in the knees, yet he still sprints in your direction. doyoung also throws himself on the bed, where you all talk first. the safe word and a few other things are being talked through, until everything is settled down; that’s when both junkyu and doyoung snap.

it looks like they are crazy beasts in human disguise, yet they still have some restraints. and it’s a nice turntables situation; the usually soft junkyu is now rough and dominant, while usually-tough and cocky doyoung is now a needy little bunny.

all of you practically rip and throw your shirts, pants, and everything you have on yourselves soon lands on the floor. both of your friends’ eyes spark with excitement, as they really wanted to do that from a long time. and seeing you getting desperate for them both is making them lose their minds.

“stay still, pretty one.” junkyu commands, as he’s laying you on the verge of the bed, throwing your legs over his shoulders as he kneels in front of your glistening entrance. then, he points at doyoung. “if you keep on sucking him off, without squirming around, you’ll get a reward, got it?”

“uh-huh.” the dreamy tone of yours has both junkyu and doyoung in a straight-up chokehold. it was really hard for them to believe that their usually tough and intimidating friend will be so putty in their hands, let alone you’ll be so fucking wet for them.

sex isn’t new to any of you, yet a sexual experience like that IS new to all of you three. so a lot of mistakes, bumping into one another, and whatnot other ‘fails’ happen. yet, the adrenaline and excitement of this happening is so big that none of you care about some mishaps.

after you finally set a comfortable position, you start to take care of doyoung. first, some gentle pumps, even though he’s already hard again. then, kitten licks and kisses all across his length that have him whimpering already. you can see him getting impatient but those nice sounds flowing from past his lips are like a banger to your ears.

but then you get a light smack. and this time it’s you who whines.

“suck him off finally, pretty one. or you won’t get the reward.” junkyu warns, hand flat on your pussy, massaging the slit that he just slapped. the desire in his eyes makes them so dark, and the demanding stare he gives you makes you mewl like a sad puppy. as he’s hurrying you with his stare, you give him last sad look and finally give in your all to suck the batshit from doyoung.

giving his dick one final and long lick from his shaft to the tip, you start to take him in your mouth. it’s weird, sucking him off from underneath; you’re laying on the bed, back on the sheets, and only legs hanging off from the side of it. as junkyu is between them, doyoung stands over your by the other side of the bed, making you see him upside-down. you’ve never done it like that but it seems exciting, so you get off to work almost immediately.

almost immediately doyoung loses his composure when you slowly take him all in your mouth.

piece by piece, but you manage to fit his impressive length, gagging only a little; taking your time, you relax a bit and manage to bob your head, dick in and out of your mouth, helping yourself with your hand. doyoung tries really hard to stay still, and you have to praise him for that; you do everything in your power to give him the best suck he can ever have and he ever had.

but then you moan, vibrating air causing doyoung to shiver in bliss. why?

because junkyu starts to eat you out.

slowly, he first licks across your slit to taste the slick seeping out of your pussy. he chuckles to himself at the taste, giving you a quick look before he devours you completely. his tongue lands on your clit, swirling around it like a pair of lovers dancing around the ballroom; his tongue, lustful yet calm and dedicated, dances with your clit that’s slowly losing the rhythm to get lost in the beautiful feeling of desire.

pleasure gets to your head soon, moaning even louder despite the dick stuffed in your mouth. as you move your head, your hand starts to feel sore; that’s when you only use your mouth and tongue, and holy shit, doyoung couldn’t be more than happy when your nose touched his balls.

“i’m- i’m gonna-!” he starts but doesn’t finish the sentence; rather, he finishes inside your mouth, spurts of white creamy liquid all over your tongue, mouth, and lips, when he takes his dick out of your warm mouth, splashing the remaining cum on your lower face and cleavage. doyoung pants, huffs, and tries to calm down from the hill of heavens you take him to; your comforting touch on his waist is not helping exactly how it should. “fuck it, princess- you’re- you’re so good, fuck-”

“good girl.” junkyu chuckles right into your pussy, where he’s still feasting. you try to muffle your moans by biting on your lips, but the pleasure is too much; you end up with lips parted, nose scrunched, eyes tightly shut, completely lost in the feeling of junkyu in your cunt. he’s still sucking on your clit, making out with your lower lips, as doyoung starts to suck on your nipples, leaving hickeys all around your chest.

“fu- fuck-!” you have nothing else on your mind than your body being toyed with, two men playing with you for you, and the circulating thoughts of the situation as of now is making you lose your shit as well. “fuck- fuck, make me- make me cum, please-”

“such a good girl-” junkyu says to himself, taking mental pictures and notes of you and things you’re capable of. though he’s not the one to disobey such a pretty princess, he’s taking his time with making you release. he quickly makes up his mind, sucking harsher and lapping faster, causing you to cum in seconds.

with one hand in junkyu’s hair, you unconsciously pull on his, riding your high on his face, with the other hand deep in doyoung’s hair, causing him to moan into your lips, as you make out with him for a few seconds. and they let you since the view of the mess you’re becoming is worth it.

panting heavily, you finally let go of their hair. all of you are smiling, still drunk on the pleasure. none of you is done yet; the fun has just begun.

“we have to prepare you, right?” junkyu coos, shifting places so now you’re laying on top of him, back flat on his chest, facing excited doyoung. junkyu keeps you in place, arms around your waist and chest, fingers playing with your sore nipples and going lower to your pussy. then, he looks at doyoung and nods, causing the younger one to get closer, you two.

“you’re pretty like that, you know?” doyoung starts, eyes fixed on you. he does not dare to look away, even though his finger is exploring the warm pussy of yours. a soft moan escapes past his lips when your gummy walls clench on him so deliciously.

you’re getting weak. not only in the knees, causing both of the men to keep you in place; your mind is giving up as well.

“look at you,” junkyu starts, a devilish smirk on his face you’d never expected to see. “already giving up, and it’s just the beginning… but you will take it, right? you’ll take it like a good girl-”

weak “yes, yes” and “uh-huh” are all you can form when doyoung pushes in the second finger, joined with junkyu’s one. your hips wiggle on their own, instinct kicking in. and when they thrust a few more times, you cum again, screaming both their names slurred together.

as they let you ride your high, you don’t register much already. only when their fingers disappear from inside you, you whine at the sudden empty feeling.

“shh, it’s okay, we got you,” junkyu shushes you with a few sloppy kisses, swallowing your mewls and other cute sounds. “light?”

“green.”

“good girl,” junkyu responds, almost combusting. with the last bits of self-control, he slides his length into your glistening entrance. as you gasp and then moan softly, he lets you adjust to his dick for a few seconds. first few thrusts are slow and deep; until doyoung is pushing his dick inside you as well.

you’re full. both their dicks feel so good inside your gummy walls that you go non-verbal for a short while. the splitting feeling in your lower stomach doesn’t burn for too long, and as you get used to the fullness, you start thrusting your hips as well.

“fuck, taking it- way better than- i imagined,” junkyu laughs, his hips thrusting deeply, at a steady pace. you don’t answer, mind without any single coherent thought; your brain can register only the feelings the two of your friends provide. all you can do is just mewl some mumbo-jumbo about how good it feels, which makes both doyoung and junkyu laugh. that’s when doyoung gains some self-confidence.

“already dumb? it didn’t take you- long, princess.” he says, though his confident words don’t really match with his erratic thrusts, fast ones, as he’s some bunny in heat. “fuck-! i’m gonna- i’m gonna-”

your pussy is sucking their dicks in too well. there’s no way in hell doyoung would pull out, not when your velvety insides are taking him even deeper. all hail the fact that you’re on the pill and he can cum inside you as much as he wants.

“fuck- fuck, so good for us- i’m gonna-” junkyu mumbles under his breath as well, placing his hand on your chin to turn your head towards him, yet you take him off-guard. you start to suck on his thumb.

“you’re so- hot when you do that, princess,” doyoung can’t hide his amusement and excitement. you look too beautiful, fucked dumb so much that you start to suck on thumb almost unconsciously, with eyes rolling back to see your brains, that are already fucked out of your head.

as junkyu cums inside you as well, you can’t take it anymore. screaming and crying at the overwhelming pleasure, you throw your head back, eyes closed, only hips still moving, in attempt to chase a much-wanted high. and when you do, you’re almost powerless.

“it’s okay. you did so well, pretty girl. you’re really a good girl, an amazing one…” both junkyu and doyoung keep to talk you through the aftermath, as you lay on top of junkyu, limbs heavy, without enough power to lift them up. you’re breathing heavily, trying to calm down and to come back to your senses. and when the reality kicks in, you can’t help but laugh sincerely, giddy at the thought you had a threesome with your favourite boys.

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@ jikjinz / ness-iness, 2023 do NOT copy, translate or repost without permission !!

[thesupernaturalhouse]

This started out as a funny snipper. How tf did it turn into a fanfic?? Also this took me so long anyways, pt3 of the accidental overlord vaggie fic

Alastor: shoves Vaggie between him and Rosie and drops Frank onto her lap

Vaggie: trying to process how tf a giant dragon got through an elevator among many other things

Carmilla: thank you for coming today. I've gathered you all here to talk about the millions of souls-

Vaggie squeaks so quiet no one hears her: I'm sorry fucking how many??....How- How do you check that?? Gets ignored

She's just squeezing poor frank like a stress toy

Carmilla ignores her: You own. And how their at risk with the new extermination schedule. And how we minimize the damage going to be caused by it.

Finally looking aorund the room

Carmilla: Zestial, so god to see you- ....Alastor?? And- eyes narrow the protective overlord

Alastor, leaning over to block vaggie form view because he's petty as fuck: hello! Yes yes, I know, I've been absent for a longgg time and I'm sure youre all DYING to knwo where I've been~

Carmilla:...no. not really, shrugs but welcome back anyways I suppose....I am interested about who you've brought though....

Vaggie: just staring out into space, regretting her life choices and trying to count how many people owe her 'favors'

Carmilla slgihtly concerned/unnerved: In any case, this year's extermination was brutadal. A good 16% of the population was killed off. With them coming back in only 6 months I think it prudent that we-

Velvette: just fucking kicks the door open Yeah, I've got it handled Vox? Are you doubting me? ME might I remind you? Yeah, no. That's what I thought. Yes, yes, I know, thank you V, see you later Okay, bye, kisses darling!

Carmilla: nice of you to finally join us, Velvette. Will you.....colleges? be joining us?

Velvette: What? No way. They have better shit to do than to listen to some old windbag who think she's tough shit! Haha, no. Immm here to represent!

Carmilla:...charming. now, back to what I was saying, we need to-

Velvette: waves her arm frantically

Camilla feeling like a preschool teacher: yes??

Velvette: well, on the topic of discussssss throws exorcists head down let's discuss

Alastor: oooo tasty!!

Vaggie: ohhhhh my god....whispering to herself is that Tuff?? Wtf- how??

Carmilla:......where...did you get this?

Velvette: doesn't matter. We found it, though. And if these angle fuckers can be killed, then the game of cat and mouse has changed, the boys and I have-

Vaggies distressed squeaking as Velvette continues, Zestial jsut slumps his tea

Velvette:....the fuck is wrong with you two?? Looks at vaggie leans downs to get closer....also you're new

Vaggie: uhhhhh......thank?? You??

Velvette: narrows eyes before her head snaps ti zestial

Zestial: we shouldn't go to war with such meger proof.

Velvette:...meger- MEGER PROOF!? ITS a dead fucking Exorcist!!! What more do you WANT!? A video of it being killed?? No- this is definitive proof- if you can't see that, maybe you're going blind old man.

Zestial: it may be dead but how? It could be by a demon, but mayhaps it died due to unrelated reasons

Vaggie: Well, angles have hurt their own kind. Wouldn't be suprised if killing was another option for them

Everyone's heads snap to her

Vaggie:.....did....I say that out loud?

Carmillas narrows her eyes: how do you know that.

Vaggie: I um...I....I saw it happening?

Velvette:....wait aren't you the princesses whore? What are you doing out if your bird cage hm?

Vaggie: I....what??

Carmilla shaking her head: we're getting off topic.

Zestial: Carmilla is right. If we rush to war the angles would purge all of the sinners for daring to even TRY an uprising

Overlords: muttering

Alastor: why don't we put it to a vote?

Vaggie: depends is one of the options 'can we all just go home pelase?'

Alastor: hmmm no!

Vaggie grumbling: I hate you.

Velvette narrows eyes: ohhh okay I see. Grandpa's to scared to make a move! So then there's no point in it huh?

*the respect less song which I am not writing*

Zeezi: pft, what the hell? we literally JUST got here!

odette:....mom??

Carmille:....meeting dismissed.

Vaggie: uh, does this mean we can go home?- gets glared at .....okay sits back down like a scolded kid as she thinks about wtf jsut happened

Vaggie to herself in a defeated tone:.....she never told me how to see how many souls I own.....how many people owe me favors?

Proceeds to try and calculate and count on her fingers and Alastor watches in amusement, after sending off frank, and Rosie watches slightly concerned as to wtf her friend did to this teenage child....and maybe also finding it a bit funny

Part 2 | Part 3(here!) | Part 4

[suhjihanma]

Hello could I request bonten Rindou x pregnant reader when they are hanging out with bonten in hideout and reader started to feel pain in stomach but it was only baby kicking and Rindou came and started to carry her stomach to help her a little and bonten was so soft bc of pictures in front of them. They look at reader as bonten's princess yk like little sister, especially Ran(everyone except Rindou ofc)

Thanks

Pairing: Rindou Haitani / Female Reader (Ran Haitani and Sanzo Haruchiyo) Content: Pregnant reader, pregnancy, mentions of "idiot" being used as name-calling, slight mention of alcohol/drug dealing. Author's Note: Ah. So I tried my best to work this prompt. (Also, I'm a little behind with my reading my manga so please don't come for me, ah.) Nevertheless, I still hope you enjoy! Beat me up.

Another night of you hanging with the regular group of men. Laying back on the fine leathered sofa, you can't help that looking at them banter around brings back memories. Both good and bad, you really appreciated being in their company, regardless of how certain questionable things fly your radar.

You dismiss them rightfully so, as you were right by your right-handed man, now holding something special inside you. Life.

"Of all the women you messed around with, you got me pregnant." You chimed in with the bantering as the man that you laid your life to looks at you with a questionable look on his face.

Women's intuition strong, you busted out laughing before holding your stomach in place, not disturbing your child with the intense shaking of laughter. Rindou always gave you those looks. You assumed it was one of his signature looks that he gave you while spouting your typical nonsense.

You didn't think it was nonsense. It was the truth, and nothing but. Being through everything with him and for the other fellow members, you would have left him, but you sense something in Rindou. Despite his sadistic nature, and the willingness to remain loyal to his men, you saw a soft side to him. One that had made you faithful to him since day one.

He placed his hand over your stomach, feeling the faint, painful kicks that fluttered your body. "You are so smart, you know that?" Pressing buttons was his well-known trait , and even seeing that you're pregnant, you would think he would let off easy with the tasteless remarks.

"And you have a smart-ass mouth, you know that?" You slowly rise up from the couch with a grimacing look on your face, Rindou's hand still on your stomach. He noticed your expression, and you nodded your head in agreement, noting to him that you were okay.

"Easy." He guided you from your standing position, now in the back of you with both of his hands slightly carrying your stomach.

"Idiot, no cursing in front of the child." He chuckled while slowly caressing your stomach. You couldn't help but to roll your eyes at his dry humor. Entertaining at least, but sometimes it can come off at moments where you just had enough.

"It's not like she can hear." You scoffed. "Hey, Ran."

The brother of Rindou looked over at your direction over by the couch, a whiskey in hand and wonder in thought. "Yes?" You overhear his question while it then got drown by Rindou placing small kisses over the back of your neck.

"Do you think babies can hear cuss words?" A senseless question that didn't need answering. You were curious about Ran's answer. For some odd reason, you felt like Rindou was rolling his eyes while kissing you. You didn't question it.

"They can hear words, but I guess those words aren't registered in their language or whatever." Ran takes a sip of his whiskey and laughs. "But I can go in depth another day, _______"

"Yeah, let's save that discussion later on." Rindou continues to pepper kisses all over you, ignoring half of what Ran said about your question.

"Ah, come on, Rindou, let's learn something from your brother, at least."

Rindou looks at Ran with a blank expression before nipping at your collarbone, making you jump from the touch of his teeth skirting over sensitive. "What he needs to learn is how to push. Profit is slowly declining from different areas in the city." He mutters to himself, before lowering his tone. "It'll be a bitch and a half to push weight in the red-light district. Cops are getting worse."

Hearing his brother with the usual complaints, Ran looks at him with a questionable look similar to his brother's counterpart. "I know that." Looking at the glass of whiskey in hand, Ran changes the subject by looking at you with a reassuring smile.

"When is she due, _____?" He asks. "I saw the ultrasound pictures of her and the group chat won't shut up about it."

"Can't help it. When she comes out, we'll make her a true member. The first female!" Sanzu chimes with excitement as he comes from one of the rooms in the hideout.

"My child is going to have an education, thank you." You disagreed with Sanzu's word of choice as you walked away from the couch, Rindou aiding you with walking.

"She can have an education, too." Sanzu includes before sitting down on the couch that you were previously on.

"My child is already tampered with the things going on here already." Rindou sighs. "Anyway, where's the rest of the gang?" Rindou looks around the room in search of more of the members, but only Ran and Sanzu were present. You looked at him with a face of slight disgust before complaining yet again of his mouth. "It's my child too, idiot." Rindou looks at you, surprised, before going back to look the other members who were looking at you with slight smirks on their faces.

"They're at the club with some other affiliates. Usual conference." Ran stiffens a laugh with taking another swig of his whiskey.

"I swear, she acts like a little sister to you," Sanzu laughs. Ran couldn't help himself, but to let out a soft chuckle. "I'm afraid Sanzu's right." Sanzu looks at him in confusion. "What you mean by that?"

Ignoring his question, Ran turns to face Rindou and then you. "A little sister to us, and a true woman to him. You lucked out, _____."

"We care about you, ______." Ran smiles. "Even in this lifestyle, we still care about our loved ones. Remember that, please."

Your cheeks feel hot due to embarrassment and you couldn't help but to look down at the floor before looking back at Rindou who placed a kiss on your lips.

"You can say the most pretentious shit, Ran." You feel a trail of lips slowly crawling to the top of your neck. "Even though she's my lady, she can be a pain in my ass," Rindou scoffed while smiling at you, planting a kiss before you continued on with your rants.

The tiredness of your pregnancy was an excuse to not go in with Rindou, as you continued to roll your eyes out of annoyance. You question your child's future with having your partner and yourself be affiliated with a dangerous organized like Bonten.

Nevertheless, you're grateful for your situation, regardless of how a mess it is. You're rich in everything.

Rich in having a man that cares for you deeply despite the bad consequences he lands himself in.

And rich in having a girl that both of you will love and cherish deeply, despite the circumstances that'll make you worry about her upbringing in this situation.

[chloecherrysip]

it has been days and i haven't seen ANYONE mention this so fine, FINE, i will be the one to do it

"We'll see how tough this Mario is when he watches me KILL HIS BROTHER!"

THIS LINE ALL BY ITSELF FELT VERY SCARY AND I FULLY UNDERSTAND WHY THERE WAS NEVER A MOMENT WHERE BOWSER COULD ACTUALLY TRY TO MAKE GOOD ON THIS THREAT, THAT'D BE TOO INTENSE FOR THE TONE THEY WERE GOING FOR, BUT...

WHAT IF...

(look, all i'm saying is the angst gremlin inside of me came ALIVE for a hot second and started imagining scenes playing out in different ways where Bowser DOES have this opportunity with both brothers together before the final battle and it is extremely heartwrenching stuff, OKAY)

I was originally gonna end this post here but welp, now I brainstormed a whole alternative scene under the cut

Imagine this: we're on the Rainbow Road. The blue shell hits! DK does still fall into the ocean (maybe yelling "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAUUUUULT" at Mario as he goes down) but Mario is thrown back by the explosion onto the side of Rainbow Road with Cranky Kong and the other Kongs (he is definitely injured, though) and lands there as they freak out about DK. Peach and Toad are still safely on the other side.

Mario is thus captured with all the other Kongs and taken to Bowser's airship (Peach and Mario call out to each other worriedly but there's nothing she can do and the flying Koopas are coming after her too so Mario yells for her to run and her and Toad have to flee, waaah)

(This would also let Bowser and Mario actually get to meet before the end, which I think would have been nice! Not absolutely necessary, I think the movie works fine without it, but it would have really driven home the threat/stakes a little harder and created a stronger Darkest Moment, I think)

Bowser, seeing that Mario is captured, is just FILLED with hateful glee and wants to break this little man down so badly after he DARED to get close to HIS princess, and he asks Kamek to bring out Luigi from the prison

Mario, now in the airship and restrained, gets to actually SEE Bowser and register how big/menacing he is and they have some banter where Bowser is FURIOUS and Mario is honestly just kind of confused, like, "dude, what is your problem with me??? I just came to this world two days ago???" (He's scared, of course, he's never seen anyone quite like Bowser before, but he also knows his type right away - he's a bully, and Mario's dealt with his fair share of bullies, that's for sure)

But then of course the conversation comes around to "WHERE IS MY BROTHER, LET MY BROTHER GO" and then Luigi is brought in, hands bound, and the brothers can't help but have big, teary smiles and call out happily for each other

But that happiness ends QUICKLY because Bowser advances on Luigi and Mario realizes all at once what's going to happen and he tries to run at him but Kamek drags him back with the magic

And like...I am not one for anything TOO excessive here, I wouldn't want it to be TOO far outside what a movie like this would include, but Bowser does start to hurt Luigi - picking him up and throwing him down, kicking him, scratching him up, and Mario is just in AGONY and desperately struggling to pull free from the magic and begging Bowser to stop, please, if he's mad at someone, hurt HIM, beat HIM up, whatever he wants, but please, don't take it out on his brother, PLEASE, he'll do ANYTHING

But of course, that just makes Bowser taunt Mario more, because he CAN'T do anything. He wants to see Mario broken down and a pathetic mess and begging HIM, the great Koopa King, for mercy because the princess would never be attracted to someone like THAT, how could she, how shameful! Bowser will be sure to tell her ALL about it when he proposes, he is delighted

(oh man, Bowser could even say something like that "whatever happens to him is YOUR fault, you brought your dear brother down with you when you dared to meddle in my fairytale wedding!!!" And it's a ~*~THEMATIC CALLBACK~*~ to Mario's dad, waaaah)

And finally, it looks like Bowser is going to strike a BIG blow but Kamek gets distracted or Mario just becomes desperate enough to pull free of the magic's influence with the power of BROTHERLY LOVE and he gets a punch in on Bowser that knocks him back!!!

And then Mario is helping Luigi up, holding his bruised face sweetly and reassuring him that it's gonna be okay, they're gonna get out of here and go home, and they try to run but they get dragged apart by guards/Kamek/etc again

Bowser is EXTREMELY MAD but manages to calm down and says that he actually appreciates Mario interrupting him with his pathetic little punch because he almost acted too rashly. After all, if he kills Luigi now, he'll be one prisoner short for his ritualistic sacrifice for him and Peach's wedding! Can't have that! Too bad Mario's gonna miss it! And then he grabs Mario and carries him out while Luigi is being carried/dragged back to prison and they're both horrified and crying out each other's names desperately as they're separated AGAIN

Mario gets thrown off the airship by Bowser into the ocean and left for dead (Mario probably gets one more defiant line where he swears he's gonna stop Bowser and Bowser tells Mario that'll never happen but not to worry, him and Peach are going to be very happy together and Mario and his brother will be reunited soon enough - in DEATH [evil laughter])

And then Mario gets swallowed by the eel and DK is already there and things start to play out the same way as the movie from there EXCEPT that when him and DK snipe at each other, Mario starts to break down a little and the line "Well, at least your brother's not gonna die because of you!" has a LOT more emotional weight to it and it's just a longer, more heartwrenching Darkest Moment scene in general, sob)

(and you could also have a scene with Luigi back in prison where he is obviously extremely shaken up and hurt and not knowing what happened to Mario, what did Bowser do with him, is his brother even still ALIVE, why was he so WEAK and unable to do anything, unable to even protect himself or help Mario, etc etc and that helps him have a character beat that maybeeeee makes his surprise rescue of Mario at the end feel more earned????? HMM)

I'M SORRY, I LOVE ANGST (that eventually ends happily) AND IT COMPELS ME

i'm gonna have to write this as an actual, full-fledged fic, aren't I, lolol