#Lon chat
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
luckyloops · 8 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
Happy IWD don’t be like Gideon
1K notes · View notes
eggdrawsthings · 4 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
doodles
1K notes · View notes
luckyloops · 9 months ago
Text
MY GIRL MY BEAUTIFUL STRANGE EYED ISLA!!! GUYS PLS if you’re looking to commission someone Lukas was so amazing to work with and totally understood my vision and this is just the best piece of art ever!!!
Tumblr media Tumblr media
finished commission piece for @ltllonnie !!! :3 thank u for commissioning me!!!
(if anyones interested my commissions are still open, this piece was $20USD)
17 notes · View notes
desertbcrnnobody · 3 months ago
Text
Mae: "I'm cold."
Vernestra: "Here, take my jacket."
Osha: "I'm cold too."
Qimir: "What? [Taking off his jacket] I told you to bring more layers, but of course, you didn't listen. [Piling scarves on her] Now look, I've got to make sure you don't freeze to death. [Taking somebody else's hat] How long have you been cold? You should've said something sooner!"
Jecki: "I'm cold."
Yord: "Well, gee Jecki, I don't control the weather."
78 notes · View notes
mlwritingprompts · 1 year ago
Text
Submitted Prompt: A wish for Solitude
This is the accessible version of this prompt.
The special-text version can be found here.
- - -
Hi Rjalker, I'm kinda back! So after who knows how long since I wrote my prompt about Serrah, and the show's ending of the fifth season being a dumpster fire like always (actually, even worse than usual, I seriously miss the finales like the ones of the first and second seasons), I decided to write this because... something. I myself aren't sure, but I guess I will just write something different than cosmic entities trying to fix the universe (or doom it because their existence requires the universe's own oblivion) because I'm not planning to rewrite the entire plot of this idiotic show.
I will be honest and say that this is a completely new territory for me, so if you spot mistakes and see something that needs to be changed, please do so.
So, have fun?
Occurs after Strikeback (season 4 finale).
My try at an Akumanette prompt.
Pronouns: lon/lones/lones/loneself (same as she/her/hers/herself)
TW: mention of sexual harassment, and a character experiencing touch revulsion
-----
It was so hard.
It was so hard for her.
Marinette thought as time kept moving too fast, yet it felt like everything was crawling to a halt.
Everything was becoming too hard, too difficult, too unbearable.
It was so painful, dealing with it. Being Marinette. Being Ladybug. Being the Guardian.
"Marinette, how did you forget to go to our planned party?"
Because Ladybug's job is too important than Marinette.
"Marinette, is there something bothering you? I heard you've been skipping classes."
Forgive me mama, papa, I can't schedule for when an Akuma strikes. That's the sacrifice I must make.
"Marinette, cheer up! We will defeat Hawkmoth in the end!"
Yes, Tikki, in the end. And what about my life?
"Marinette, I know that Chloe is a bit too much but..."
I know, Ms. Bustier, I must forgive her, for I am Marinette and I am nice, forgiving, no matter how many times I and others get hurt by her.
"Meowch Bugaboo! You know that you always have me!"
Leave me alone. Don't call me by that. Don't come closer to me. Don't flirt with me. Don't touch me. Don't try to kiss me. Leave. Me. Alone!
"You still are in denial about Adrien, Marinette?"
I didn't want this, Alya. Your question isn't funny. I don't love this. I don't want these feelings. I hate them. I despise them. They were why I lost the other kwamies. Love only hurt me.
"You must be responsible, Marinette!"
It's difficult to be responsible. It hurts to be responsible. I don't like this. It's so painful. So suffocating. So tiring. So dark. So cruel. I don't want more even if I have to take more. I want to be alone. I want to be left alone. Alone. Only alone. No one to nag on me about something. No one to have me deal with their problems. No one to guilt trip me and shame me for not doing what they want.
I want to be alone, with only myself being the only company I need.
"Hello, Solitude. I am Hawkmoth. I will give you the power to be alone, free from responsibility, at the price of giving me the Ladybug and Black Cat miraculouses."
It was so wrong to accept. She knew it. It would be admitting defeat, admitting that evil had won in a way. But why bother? She was so tired. So exhausted of fighting, fighting when everything she tried to do backfired on her.
What's the worst to happen if the accepted? Surely, Alya and that harasser Chat Noir can deal with it. They seemed to never run into real problems or face truly permanant consequences.
Oh how jealous she was.
"Yes, Hawkmoth."
And Marinette ceased to be. ---- When lon opened lones eyes, Solitude felt it, the desire burning from lones being.
"I want to be alone. I don't want anyone else with me."
That was it. Simple, yet clear. To be alone on lones own. Lon only wanted to be alone with loneself. No one to bother lones with anything.
No responsibility, no demands, nothing but simple, and sweet solitude.
Yet it just wasn't so easy.
"What is this?" lones expression looked repulsed.
Something was wrong, something was feeling off.
Solitude's body felt something uncomfortable, disgusting, hateful.
Something that just felt like something was touching lones body. Something that just refused to leave lones alone.
What is this? Lones body feels heavy. Breathing and moving feels difficult.
Nothing was touching Solitude, yet the feeling only grew stronger, the repulsion and hate for this thing that was seemingly crawling all over lones, seemingly invading lones blood and skin only continued.
Solitude hated this. It felt so wrong, so awful, so utterly-
"Marinette!"
A voice screamed as lon saw... a girl closing towards lones. Rose? That was her name, right?
Immediately, lon jumped away, as if burned by her presence, almost screaming and attacking her and the others that came alongside her.
How dare they come so close? How dare they call lones Marinette? How dare they try to touch lones?
"Leave me alone!"
Solitude ignored their pleas to come, to wait for Ladybug to help her, to fix her, to heal her.
There's nothing to heal or fix. Nothing wrong with Solitude. Solitude isn't Marinette. There's no need for Ladybug to heal lones.
The awful feeling seemed to diminish, it wasn't as bad as before. So this sensation of pure disgust relates to lones presence with others? Or when others enter lones comfort zone without permission?
Solitude felt that this was the correct answer.
Then, Solitude might go to a place far away. ---- Lon was on the top of the Eiffel tower for nearly half an hour now.
It was a calm area, and there was no one around lones from what Solitude can feel.
Yet...
The sensation of something surrounding lones body still persisted.
Solitude couldn't comprehend it. Nor did lon like it one bit.
What's going on? Why doesn't this feeling leave lones alone?
Lon could feel it, something was seemingly demanding for lones to do something. Something that Solitude doesn't want to do, and it is getting almost physically painful to deal with.
What is this? Why is this happening? Solitude wanted to be alone. Is that really so much? What is causing this? Who? Why?
Lon would like it if they stop continuously touching and crawling all over lones bod-
"Hello, mademoiselle!"
A voice that feels extremely, horribly familiar resounds, and Solitude feels all sensations go overdrive.
Chat Noir was so close-
So close, too close, that repulsive smirk, that leering look, that uncaring posture, too dirty, too repulsive, too hateful.
Lon hates it. Hates him. Hates that person. He will touch me, he will ignore my boundaries, he will torment me, will not leave me alone.
For just a moment, Marinette's memories resurfaced, and nothing but pure rage and hatred consumed lon vision.
A blast of pure, unbridled energy of repulsion and exclusion consumed the part of the Eiffel tower they were in, practically erasing it from existence, and that hero harasser being thrown away, far away so he couldn't violate lones boundaries anymore.
Solitude's body shook from the sheer disgust lon felt, lones mind already making possible connections to why lon felt so much worse with that guy around.
"Is it because Marinette suffered the most due to him?" Solitude thought in rage.
Is that why? It made sense, right?
But before lon could fully calm down, the sensation returned once more.
Why? Why? Why don't they leave lones alone!?
"Good job, Solitude! You've lured Chat Noir! Now go and take away his miraculous and Ladybug's!"
Lones heart raced with pure rage as Solitude felt the connection linking lones with Hawkmoth.
It's this guy...
Lones eyes seemed to look somewhere, what Solitude felt to be Hawkmoth's direction.
This guy was who was crawling over lones body using that link...
Hate and energy, already twisted due to the corrupted magic, twisted even further as it followed Solitude's desires.
If only he didn't exist... if only he and Chat Noir didn't exist...
Then Solitude would be already happy, alone with nothing bothering lones...
Solitude must destroy them first... And make sure not even a shadow of them remains...
---
End?
Or at least until I might write a sequel.
Hope you liked it.
24 notes · View notes
mrsvalentinefucker1 · 8 months ago
Text
Teasingly
Sniper x f!reader x Spy
Light daddy kink, teasing, light knife play (sniper), handcuffs, eating out 🫶 scout is lightly mentioned
You were wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top.. since the New Mexico weather was so unforgiving that day. You chatted with Scout as Sniper sat next to you and Spy stood against the counter behind him. “An’ then I came up behind him and bam! Frickin’ knocked him out cold!”
You leaned against your arm, pushing your chest together slightly and unconsciously.
“Oh really?~ that sounds so cool, Jeremy.” Your voice was sultry as you admired his story. Sniper let out a low chuckle as he sipped his coffee. “what did you do after that?” You looked at Scout with half lidded eyes. Spy scoffed and bit onto the end of his cigarette.
Scout looked at you with wide eyes. A faint blush tickling his ears and cheeks as he did a little chuckle. His gaze moving immediately to your exposed cleavage before he answered “I uh, I actually gotta go! Just remember I got uh, this thing.. with the doc” he stayed silent to assess his story before speaking again “yeah that’s it.”
You cooed and pouted “Really? Oh that’s poor.. I was really enjoying your story.” You straightened your posture and leaned your cheek against your first.
He leaned his body slightly forward “Yeah,maybe another time!” Then he waved and ran to his room.
Sniper set down his cup and got up. Snaking his hands behind your waist. His dipped into your neck and began slowly kissing it. Spy moved forward some to enjoy the show before him
“You’re wrong for that, love.” His voice was low as he mumbled against your skin. You could feel his cock growing behind you as your leaned into his touch and let your hand rest on the back of his neck
“What did I do, daddy?”
Sniper damn near growled and bit down onto your neck with a scowl across his face and his eyebrows furrowed. You moaned quietly and bit down onto your lip.
Spy leaned against the table and put his cigarette out “I think you know what you did, Mon ange” he always started using French when he was getting in the mood. He moved up to kiss your lips, you furrowed your eyebrows and moaned into the kiss as Sniper continued kissing and biting your neck. Spy pulled away and spoke “I suggest we go somewhere more.. private” Sniper nodded and let go of your waist. The three of you walked to Spy’s smoking room. He unlocked the door and pushed it open as you walked in, the two men following after you. Spy guided you to sit onto the red velvet chair he had in the room and sat in front of you , Sniper dimmed the lights some before walking over and taking a seat in front of you on his knees with Spy. The two men spread your legs with ease. Sniper undoes your shorts and pulls them off. They both notice a slight wet spot and smirk
“What? Were ya’ planning this, roo?” You only cover your face in embarrassment and peaked as spy took his mask off. Then, pulled his gloves off with his teeth.
God, he was so much hotter without that pesky mask
Spy then took his ungloved hand and pressed two fingers gently against your clothed pussy. You bit the back of your knuckle as he teased you, arching your back against his touch. He lowered his head down slightly and lapped at your cunt through your panties for a moment. Little sighs leaving your chest as you grinded against his tongue. Sniper nudged him over slightly and lifted your legs to take your panties off and tossed them somewhere unknown behind him. They both put each of your legs over the arms of the chair. Your pussy on full display for them. Sniper took his glasses and hat off as he licked his lips and dived in to lick your hole teasingly, his prominent nose pressing against your clit deliciously. Your hands reached for his hair as his tongue dragged up to your clit and he began sucking lon it, gently circling it with his tongue. His eye meeting your until you sighed and shut them with a smile plastered across your face. Spy took two fingers and gently pressed them against your soaked entrance, pushing them in and curled them against your walls. You moaned at the feeling of the combined pleasures. Your senses quickly becoming overloaded by them men.
“Sniper, look at her.” Spy took his free hand and pointed unapologetically at you, then letting his hand fall into your thigh and rub your hips gently up and down. Sniper mumbled against your clit “Such a pretty girl.” He said before going back to his task. His stubble tickling your skin lightly. Spy’s pace became faster as he sunk his fingers deeper inside of you. “Do you like that, mon amour?”
You nodded vigorously as you bit you lip and continued your grip on snipers hair, tugging slightly. He must have liked it considering his pace had quick. Relentlessly lapping at your clit now. Your moans flooded the room as your orgasm built up “fuck fuck! I’m so- I’m so close-“ you moaned and grinned against the feeling, trying quicken the orgasm you chased. The men quickened to a rapid pace as your legs shook slightly at the feeling. Your vision went blank as you screwed your eyes shut, clenching around Spy’s fingers as your orgasm ripped through you. You relaxed into the chair, Spy and Sniper pulled away and wiped his face. Now they switched places. Your eyes widened at the sight “what are you doing?”
“What’s it look like?” Sniper shot back with a condescending glare. Spy began to teasingly lap at your pussy and Sniper pressed two of his bigger fingers into your cunt. Scissoring you open as he vigorously pumped into your sensitive hole, your body spasming at the feeling. “You look good like this, Sheila.” He nudged Spy and he nodded. Eyebrows furrowed and grey hairs sticking to his forehead.
Another orgasm fast approaching as Sniper bit at your thighs. Your hands gripped Spy’s hair and fucked yourself on his tongue. “I’m.. gonna cum- oh god!!” Spy pulled away when you said that. You whined “please. Please.. I was so close!”
“Yes I know.” Spy stood up and lifted you onto his lap as he sat on the chair you were once on. “But I don’t recall giving you permission to the first time, did I?” One of his hands was sitting on the middle of your back to hold you in place.
Your eyes widened. “N..no you didn’t..” you hid your face in embarrassment. “mauvaise fille.” A hard smack came across your ass, leaving a red mark and a painfully delicious sting with it behind. Sniper wiped his face and leaned against the chair as be watched your reddened face. Another smack fell onto your red bottom. “What do we say, mon chéri?” His clothed erection pressing against your tummy
You bit your lip in anticipation for the next slap
“P-please, I.. I’m sorry” You mumbled
Sniper kneeled down to you “What was that, doll? Daddy didn’t quite hear ya’”
Another smack fell harder this time and you yelped. If it wasn’t for his hand on your back you surely would’ve jumped up.
“I said! I’m sorry! I.. i didn’t know!” Tears began to fall down your cheek. Smudging your mascara slightly. Sniper smirked and stood up. He slipped to the other side of the chair and slipped two fingers into your dripping cunt humming as he did so. Watching your body tense at the sudden sensation You moaned against his touch. Your vision was going white before once again, it was ripped from right under you. Spy kissed you some but pulled away to speak
“Sniper, take her.”
Sniper stood in front of Spy and held his arms out for your body as Spy stood up and handed you to him as if you weighed nothing to them. Sniper hooked his arms under your legs and you wrapped your around his neck. Your wet pussy pressing against his clothed erection as you whimpered at the feeling, leaving a wet spot on his pants. He pushed a door in the smoking room open, it led to a smaller room with a bed in it. He laid you down and Spy followed through the door, locking it and setting the key on a nearby table.
Spy opened a draw and took out a blindfold, Sniper took a bowie knife out of the other. It seems they’ve done this before, huh?
Your eyes widened.
“Don’t worry, I ain’t gonna hurtcha’, I promise” his gloved hand came to your chin and lifted it slightly as he planted a kiss onto your lips. You only nodded and say there. Spy had disappeared, that was until he appeared behind you and tugged at the blindfold.
“What is your safe word, amour?”
You hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“Uh.. panini” you said, unsure if any other word to use.
The men only chuckled “good choice” Sniper mocked as he kissed at your neck, Spy doing the same. The knife Sniper held was begging ran up and down your body, leaving small scratches as it tickled you. You shivered at the feeling, moaning under your breath. Sniper bit your ear “you like that, roo?” You nodded vigorously
“Good girl.” He said then continued to trace the knife up your body. Spy broke his kisses into sucking, leaving small hickeys on your neck and collarbone. Spy pulled away and grabbed a small pair of handcuffs. He handed them to you “would you like this?” You nodded
Spy smirked and began cuffing your hands tightly behind your back.
They both pulled away and laid you down gently, then stripped themselves of their clothing. “Would you like to go first, Mick?” Spy asked.
Sniper nodded “of course.” He said and sat between your legs. His hard cock lying gently against your clit. You wiggled your hips in an attempt to coax him into just fucking you already. He chuckled as he admired your soaked pussy.. then, took his cock into his hand and slid the tip up and down your folds slowly before sinking his tip into your hole. He leaned over you and sunk deeper a moan leaving you both as he easily bottomed out due to your slickness. He grabbed your legs and put them onto his shoulders, he took slow drags as Spy watched from the side. Stroking himself slowly in time with Snipers thrusts. He pulled all the way out and waited for a moment before slamming back into your cunt, his cock kissing your cervix. Your back arched at the feeling. His groans were low and heavy as he pounded into your pussy. “You feel good, Sheila. “ his grip on your hips became rougher and tighter as he chased his orgasm. Spy moved to your mouth, tapping your shoulder gently as his cock pressed against your cheek “May I?”
You nodded and moaned as Sniper fucked into you. You opened your mouth and let Spy slide his cock into your throat.
You gagged slightly as he began thrusting into your throat. The salty taste of his precum coating your tongue. The men chased their orgasm as they roughly fucked into your body. “God, roo. I’m gonna cum..” you moaned around Spy’s cock, sending a shiver down his spine as his groans left his throat freely “yes me too..” your head was reeling as the men used your body
“Can I cum in ya’, babe?” He cooed
You nodded the best you could around Spy’s cock. He pulled out and began pumping himself “Beg him for it, y/n.”
“Oh fuck! Please Mick! Please fill me with your cum! Oh, I want it so bad!!”
“Oh doll, of course, anything for you.”
Spy pumped himself more and more until his orgasm approached and he came onto your face, your mouth hung open to catch any of his cum on your tongue. Sniper growled as he thrusted deep inside of you and came into your abused cunt. Both of the men groaning as they looked at the scene they had made of you.
You all took a minute to catch your breath before Sniper spoke again
“Next time, don’t tease us please, babe.” He nuzzled into your shoulder as Spy rubbed your head gently sweeping you hair out of your face
Ps. Panini is a real safe word I used with my ex, he was such a lucky man.🥳
161 notes · View notes
khuzena · 2 years ago
Text
Take my heart with you
Kaiser x fem!reader♡
Summary: you're the itoshi brothers' little sister, what could go wrong if you secretly dated kaiser?
Warning: the itoshi brothers hate each other but if anyone hit on their sister they team up rq, fluff to Angst. Kaiser being a sweetheart. Rin being the better brother🔥🙌. I PROMISE IT GETS BETTER AT THE END plS I SWEAR. Kaiser professing his love for reader in the most poetic way possible 🙌 possibly OOC but we dc
A/n: this is so stupid. Let's pretend they actually understand each other 💀💀💀. I swear I tried and I really love those old Rin, Sae and reader sibling hcs or chat fics i used to see on tumblr and i was like how about i add my own twist but reader dating kaiser.
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
You sneaked out of the house to go on a date with Kaiser. What could go wrong?
Answer: Everything.
You arrive at the restaurant, patiently waiting for Kaiser until you feel a hand on your shoulder, flinching by surprise.
"Shall we?"
"Y-yeah…"
Michael Kaiser who treats you like a gentleman for the entire night and spoils you, getting you anything you wanted in the restaurant.
"I kinda want macaroons but it's kinda expensive—", you say, complaining to Kaiser about the prices but a waitress walks to your table and you hear him whispering something to the waiter.
"Yes, madam we'll order some macaroons"
"What."
Michael Kaiser who surprises you with a Birkin bag for your 1 year anniversary, you're still surprised Sae and Rin haven't found out about the relationship.
"I— how am I supposed to explain to my brothers I randomly got a Birkin???"
"Easy, just tell them we're dating, it's not like anything bad is going to happen" Kaiser rolls his eyes thinking what could go wrong if your two brothers found out you're dating their rival.
Michael Kaiser who wears an awkward disguise but it surprisingly works well. Though you can't help but stare at him, his eye glasses accentuate his already good looks.
"Staring at me, schatz?" He teases, intertwining both your hands as you two enjoy the scenery in front of you.
You'd be lying if you said he didn't look good in those glasses, "W-well… the glasses suit you." Shyly looking away. The two of you have been dating for a year now but you still stutter and stumble when you're caught by surprise by him again and again.
"I know" he says confidently while pushing away your bangs to place a chaste kiss on your forehead.
Michael Kaiser who takes off his disguise and leads you two in a quiet area with no other person other than you two.
"You know if I had the chance to turn back time to fix my past I wouldn't change a single thing." He chuckles before pulling you closer to him by the waist.
You raise an eyebrow, not knowing what he meant. "Huh?" He leaned down to your level, holding you close and lips inches apart from each other.
"Because if I changed something then there's a chance I wouldn't be able to meet you, I'd rather go through that pain as a young footballer rather than live my life not meeting you." He whispered, smirking at your reaction. How could he say that so casually and expect you to act normal.
Michael Kaiser who takes you shopping and promises to take you out on another date like this.
"Kaiser, I don't wanna go home yet" you muttered quietly, hugging him as he patted your back.
Kaiser smiles at you, pulling away so he can cup your face with both his hands. "I know." He pulled you into a deep kiss before your phone rang and interrupted your moment.
Your eyes widen at the contact number.
"Oh shit it's my brothers… should I check the message?"
"Its okay go ahead"
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Kaiser reads the chats with you, absolutely baffled by the brothers' efforts to stalk you.
"What the fuck." You both hear behind you, it was Sae's voice.
"I swear I can explain!" Yelling at the two but it's no use when they glared daggers at you and Kaiser.
Tumblr media
Sae forced the two of you to ride back home, talking sternly to Kaiser while driving; Rin is still mad at the betrayal but he won't admit it.
"How long have you been seeing my sister?" Sae demanded an answer, still pissed for 3 reasons.
1. Not telling Sae you're seeing someone (he just wants to keep you safe)
2. You dating Kaiser (Sae and Rin absolutely do not trust that man)
3. The traffic
Kaiser gulps, looking back at you and looking back at Sae, never had he imagined meeting your brothers face to face again like this.
"Since last year"
"What." Rin felt his eye twitch, his nerves popping out of anger and confusion.
You hold your boyfriend's hand nervously, the atmosphere is so dreary it feels like your skin is getting grated every second from the anxiety prickling at your skin.
"You're gonna fucking use my sister and leave her crying like shit after you're done with her? The fuck do you want with her?"
"R-rin— that's enough…"
"I'm not done yet."
Tumblr media
Kaiser entered the Itoshi household, he knew if he chickened out or shit the brothers would never approve of him. He took his shoes off and wore the slippers you offered him, you and Kaiser sit down at the couch and it's already making you uncomfortable.
"Listen here you German shit." Sae snarls at him, Kaiser has met Sae and Rin before and used to piss the two daily at blue lock, now he regrets ever doing it because it ruined his chances of getting along with his future brother-in-laws.
Anyone could tell Sae was pissed as hell, venom seethed from his throat and he swears if he could just smash the living shit out of Kaiser he would.
On the other hand though, Rin is absolutely avoiding your gaze. He's madder than Sae because he feels like he failed as your brother. That he wasn't good enough for you to share your secret with him.
"If you break my sister's heart I'll break your limbs at the next world cup. You hear me?" The eldest brother glaring down at Kaiser, if looks could kill Kaiser would've already been dead.
"And you." Gulping as you stare at the ground when Sae mentions you, hoping that this'll all end.
"Why the fuck did you think it's a good idea to hide a relationship like this for so long?"
"Because I knew you'd blow up like this— you're always so overprotective yet you were never here with me and Rin!" The two of you went at it, insults and insults, uneasiness filling the gaps of each corner. "What the fuck do you mean never here? I was working my ass off in spain to chase my dreams- to make you and Rin's life fucking easier!"
"I never asked you to do that for me! You're the worst person ever, I wish you weren't my brother." It accidentally slips out and Sae's eyes widen. When you look back at him you could see his breathing become uneven— that look in his eyes. The look of betrayal and guilt. He was taken aback at your reply.
You burst into tears before taking Kaiser's hand, pulling him out of the Living room and going outside.
"Michael lets go." You mumbled, it was freezing but none of it mattered. Tying your shoes before taking your shit with you.
Kaiser feels like needles were stabbing his chest, it felt like it was his fault that your relationship with your brothers strained even further— if it ever existed in the first place.
He says nothing as he watches you pathetically cry and run away from the household, catching up to you while pulling you closer to him.
"Shhh it's okay, breathe."
Kaiser rubbed circles on your back as you hyperventilated; tears streaming down your cheeks as you hugged him, looking for the comfort you could never find in anyone else but him.
"I-it's all my fault— I'm sorry for dragging you into this.."
"Breathe," he raised your chin, making you stare at him. It pained him to see you breaking down in his arms like this, "Breathe in and out, it's gonna be okay."
The two of you walk to a nearby playground, hand in hand as you two sit on the swings. Kaiser looks over to you… confusion, pity and sadness coming to him all at once. Maybe it was right that he should've left you alone when you first mentioned that you were an Itoshi.
"I'm sorry… I didn't expect it to go this way— I really am sorry." Sobbing as you hugged your legs together and cried onto your knees.
Kaiser only stares at you. His mouth goes dry as his mouth was left agape, his mind racing and he wants to say something but he doesn't know the right words that he should say. He could make you feel much worse and he didn't want to add to your stress so he kept quiet.
You two stay at the playground for hours until you hear footsteps slowly coming closer.
"Go home now, please."
Your eyes were dead, tugging onto your shirt as you shivered in both anxiety and from the cold weather. "R-rin?"
Rin looks over to you then Kaiser, feeling guilt. He should've said something earlier but he's always been a coward, always been a bad brother.
"Let's go home and eat dinner. You're hungry and you Kaiser… let's talk privately later." Rin's voice was hoarse, you could tell he's been crying. You nod and stand up, walking back home with Rin as Kaiser follows behind you two.
You three entered the house quietly, making sure to not disturb Sae. Rin looks down at the cold soup he made earlier, picking it up and reheating it while you and Kaiser wait at the dining table.
"Here… beef stew." Rin places the bowl down, preparing the dinner table. You watch Rin do all the work, you tried to help him but he refused. You could tell he was trying to ease the atmosphere. "So… when did you meet my sister.?" He asked, Rin was too ashamed to look any of you in the eye.
"I met her at the Blue Lock party a year ago then…" Kaiser pauses, looking over to you for affirmation as you nod at him, "We hit it off and she was nice, we exchanged numbers and we went on a date. She mentioned she was an Itoshi and I got nervous." He continued before taking a bite of the beef.
"Oh." Rin replied, it was awkward for everyone at the dining table. Just the clanking of the utensils against their own plates and whirring sound of the electric fan can be heard. But it's better than the deafening noise of continuous fighting with Sae.
"I know we fought a lot at the world cup and Blue lock but I'm willing to put that aside for my sister." Rin trails off. Rin was never good with words but he knew if he can't make amends with your lover then he'd hurt you in the process.
Kaiser takes a deep breath, his hands still clammy and sweaty. "I— me too."
You only watch the awkward interaction between the two, you were glad they were slowly starting to get along.
"Kaiser." Rin looks over to Kaiser and they stare at each other, but it wasn't hatred in their eyes, just regret.
"Promise me you won't break my sister's heart?" Your brother asked with desperation in his voice, you're the only one he had left and he couldn't and wouldn't bear to see you heartbroken. The first he's ever seen you heartbroken was when Sae came back from spain and abandoned you two. He doesn't want to see you break down over anything— anyone, ever again.
"I would never. I've known her all my life." The two Itoshis raised an eyebrow at his bold declaration.
"When I was a child I would pick flowers off the neighbor's lawn and imagine myself giving it to the girl I would love. When I grew older I would take pictures of breathtaking sceneries and hope that maybe I could bring my soon to be lover to those places again. When I got my first check I saved enough because I hoped to god I could meet the love of my life and spoil them with everything I have." Kaiser stares down at his plate, trying to avoid their gazes but he then looks Rin straight in the eye, his eyes brimming with a fiery determination Rin swore he only ever saw from other football players when their vision narrows on the ball, like an adrenaline rush.
"And I'm sure I've known her all my life and I'll spend my life meeting and learning to love her over and over again— so please. Let me be with her. I won't ever hurt her, if I ever did I would stop playing football because I dedicated my goals just for her. If I kicked and rolled the ball without meaning I'd rather not play it at all."
Rin's always loathed Bastard München's ace, Kaiser. But he feels his heart soften at his persistence to be with his sister. Never in his life has he seen a man so dedicated to ever go after his sister. Rin hates Kaiser for sure but he promised to put their past behind just for her.
"Alright… I'll let you have my sister but… keep your promise. She's the only one I have."
Your eyes soften at the scene unfolding Infront of you, happy that the two most important people in your life are getting along but there's one person left, Sae.
You all finish eating then helping Rin clean up the table. In the corners of your eye you noticed Kaiser wiping the table. "K-kaiser you dont have to!"
"It's nothing."
"W-well… I'm gonna go upstairs and uh get my stuff…" you gave a weak smile to the two, slowly walking up the stairs to talk to Sae.
The lights were dimmed and Sae wasn't in his room. Almost stepping on a sock you looked over to Sae, he was sitting down on the staircase; his hair messy and his eyes puffy.
"What do you want?" Aggression and hostility in his voice, he looked up to you. A few hours ago at the fight, Sae was beyond pissed at you but now… he looked broken, as if he realized something.
Tumblr media
Note: sorry if the intro was so bad i dont know how to write anymore im cryigngggg. I mean i know how to but i def downgraded compared to my past fics istg. Sorry if there are too many mistakes, I'll try my best to satisfy my readers in the next part of the fic. 🙇‍♀️ Hope you enjoyed!
Written by @khuzena. Likes, reblogs and comments are always appreciated. ♡
1K notes · View notes
lili863 · 2 years ago
Text
Hunted
Ominis x Reader (You)
Warning: Mature, slightly Nfsw, Minors DNI
Tumblr media
Summary: Your underestimation of Ominis puts him in a foul mood and he ready to do whatver it takes to prove you wrong and put you in your place.
Classes were over for the day as you, Ominis and Sebastian hung out in the library, spending time wroking on your assignments and chatting about days.
"I swear Weasly put something in that potion, otherwise it wouldnt have blown up in our faces" Sebastian complained.
"Honestly, Sebastian, I would think you'd be smart enough not to leave your cauldron alone with Gareth Weasly. That boy's a menace, " Ominis stated in amusment.
"Well its not like I can keep an eye on him all the time! Besides I was literally gone for 30 seconds"!
Ominis rolled his eyes "I wouldnt even trust him with 5 seconds"
You huffed out a laugh hearing the two talk before Sebastian turned towards you with accusatory glare.
"Wait a minute. You had potions with me today, you literally sat right behind us. Did you see him doing anything funny? "
You pressed your lips and tried to answer as nonchalantly as you could.
"No".
"Your lying" Ominis calls out.
Your jaw dropped before you tried to defend yourself
"Wha- No! I am not, I-"
Ominis rested his head in palms, almost looking bored.
"Your a terrible liar Y/N"
"You cant prove it" You accused.
Ominis' hands were quick to reach out across the desk, finding your hands immediately before wrapping around your wrist and finding the pulse point. His finger applied a little pressure, making you tense up as you watched the boy's lips tug at the corner.
He sighs with a small smile on his lips "Its sometimes painful how obvious you could be"
You blushed and pulled away, rubbing your wrists where Ominis touched you. "That not fair! I just...have a fast heartrate okay"
Sebastian slammed his palms in the table before Ominis could reply and inched closer to your face with a glare "Y/N I swear if you helped that little twat in getting me detention today I will literally-"
"Okay, okay! I am sorry! I owed Garrett a favor, and he really needed a fwooper feather today so..I may have gave it to him today, at..the exact time you left your cauldron" You vibisbly shrunk in your chair givijg him a nervous smile but all you saw was his eyes twitch and his fists clench up on the table.
"I- I didnt know he was going to put that feather in the cauldron at that moment! I had just managed to get out of Professor sharp ingredients closet without being seen and had to quickly to give it to him so Sharp wouldnt see me. I am sorry. " You apologized sincerely, and upon seeing your face, you noticed sebastian features softened before he slumped down on his chair with a heavy sigh swiping his face with his hands.
"Im gonna fucking kill him " he muttered.
You smiled sheepishly and turned around to rummage through your bag before placing a jar on the table.
"What have you got there?"Ominis asked curiously upon hearing the sound of the glass jar hit the table.
"Lace wing flies for Sebastian" you replied.
Sebastian furrowed his brows in confusion "For me"?
You nodded "Yup. For your troubles. I was in sharps closet anyway and I heard you needed lacewings., he has a lot of them so he wont notice one jar gone. I know your short on them so no need to buy them or make a trip all the way out of the castle to catch them either"
Sebastian tackled you in a tight hug before exclaiming "Ugh your an angel. I take back what I say your forgiven"!
You laughed and pulled away "Least I can do after hearing you got detention today"
Sebastian groaned "Weasly is SO in for it"
"Wait, so not only did you manage to sneak into Sharp closet, but you got out of there with two ingredients completely unseen?" Ominis raises a brow
You shrug, turning towards Ominis "I mean, yeah..it wasn't that hard to be quite frank"
Sebastian raises his brows in disbelief "Wasnt that hard? I literally see him walk in and out of that closet at least a hundred times today! How did you not to get caught"?
You smirked. "You can't catch me. If I wanted, I can disappear so well you won't even detect my presence"
"Is that so" Sebastian smirked in amusment.
You gave a teasing grin and replied "Its a gift".
Ominis began drumming his fingers against the table lightly with an unreadable expression.
He gazed at you as if he could see you, his eyes purposfully moving around and glancing at certain spots within where you were sitting.
You couldnt help but notice as Sebastian began to ramble on about the book he found in the restricted section yesterday.
A hint of amusment evident in Ominis face, he lazily twirled his quill around while gazing in your direction.
What was he looking at? It felt stupid to wonder about that kind of question since he's blind, but the way his eyes moved over you didn't look random, he was purposely studying something about you.
Your eyes soon followed from his fingers up to his face when you slightly flinch at the sight. His own cloudy set looks right back at you as if he can see you.
Somehow you were hypnotized. Ominis eyes were always faced down when talking to anyone so you enver got to look into them this closely.
They were beautiful.
Unable to look away, the two of you stare at each other until Sebastian clears his throat, snapping you out.
"Hellooo, are you even listening"? he asks, looking between the two of you. You answered before Ominis could and continued to talk with Sebastian, now unaware that Ominis eyes were still on you.
Your little statement about being hard to catch caught his attention. Since he was positive, the easiest person to find in this castle was you. He's sure not for others but for him anyway.
Unbeknownst to most Ominis senses has always preceded others to compensate for his blindness. His smell, hearing, and taste were always for sensitive naturally. But what very few people knew, or rather what only sebastian knew was his ability to see and track the traces of magic. Every witch and wizard in this castle had traces that were each unique in its own magical way.
Even without his wand, he could detect the masses of others very easily due to this ability. The traces appeared to ominis in clusters of bright or faint light. Some were dull and hard to catch, while others were bright and easy to see.
Magic folk always had traces even from the simplest charms they performed in their everyday lives.
But you were different.
When you walked into sorting ceremony, he instantly sought it out and found you.
The unique complexity of your magic was too hard to ingore and too bright to look away. It was sometimes warm, sometimes cold, and other times a little dark. But never dull. It was...beautiful.
Just like you.
Even without your magic, your gentle voice always attracted him to you as if you were a siren. Your scent was subtle, but he couldn't get enough of it. And your touch.
They were reassuring in a way that no other touch could make him feel.
Ominis was baffled with your presence at times. He didnt want to admit he needed you every where he went. But he did. He often found himself annoyed or unreasonablely angry if someone asked for your audience or help. You had enough on your plate without these other students asking for unessary favors.
But you being you were always polite. He could hear the smile on your face and the compassion in your voice.
And somehow, your courage to keep everyone safe by fighting poachers or goblins had made him even more awestruck. He's never met someone like you. So kind, understanding, and balanced, unlike him.
You were an angel to those who deserved it or a venamous snake ready to pounce to those who didn't.
He tried to convince himself that that you weren't perfect. Surely you had flaws.
But for goodness sake, even your flaws were perfect. The way you were such a klutz sometimes, your lame jokes that cheered him up more than the funny ones or how you always went out of your way to get him on broom to fly with you.
He was angry with himself most of the days for letting you invade his mind like this. You were all he ever thought about waking up in the morning and going to bed. It was unhealthy and obsessive. But he kept coming back for more as if there wasn't an ounce of displine left in him.
And now, after finding out you possessed such powerful ancient magic, you invaded his senses from left right and center until all he heard, touched, and felt was you.
It was overwhelming and possessive.
Even if you were located in the deepest corner of this castle, he was positive he could find you. Like a moth to a flame.
"Well growing up, I always played hide and seek with my friends, and no seeker has ever been able to find me until they had to give up" you chuckled speaking of those memories with fondess.
Your story brought Ominis back into the conversation as he continued to listen quietly.
"So you're saying if we were to play this little game of hide and seek right now, we wouldn't be able to find you?" Sebastian challenged.
"Oh, with you two? I am positive" You grinned.
Sebastian smirked before looking at Ominis "I dont know. Ominis here is VERY good at seeking people out"
Ominis frowned at Sebastian, not wanting to draw attention to his abilities.
You looked at Ominis and then Sebastian confused "But..Ominis cant see"?
Sebastian chuckled "Oh trust me, he sees more then any of us"
Ominis slightly kicked him under the table to tell him to shut up, but now you were curious.
"What does he mean Ominis"?
Ominis sat up a little at your voice and cleared his throat "Nothing, Sebastian just joking-"
"Ominis here can track people better then any tracker I've ever seen. And you my dear are probably the easiest to track for him, " Sebastian finished cutting Ominis off.
Ominis gritted his teeth, reminding himself to hex Sebastian as soon as they were alone.
You frowned deeply at the claim, a little offended. "What does that mean"?
"It means Ominis here possesses a certain skill set that could help him find exactly where you are in this castle. If I were you, I wouldn't underestimate him, " Sebastian explained giddlily.
"Goodness knows how many times he found me halfway across the castle before I could leave the grounds."
"You mean sneaking out? Yeah, plenty of times. " Ominis rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"How..extactly do you do that, Ominis?" you asked curiously.
Ominis sighed with smile "Nothing to concern yourself with darling"
You narrowed your eyes, his vague reply now definitely offended. They cant just say stuff like that and not give you an answer, especially after you bragged about you never getting caught.
Now you had to know. You prided yourself in your ability to be stealthy. Hell, you even broke into the heqdmasters quarters one day just to ranksak his room for fun. There is no way Ominis can truly find you if you hid. There is no way...right?
And now his dismisive reply only fired you up.
"Say Ominis, how about we play a little game then"? You asked determinedly.
Ominis face shone with amusement "What game would you be referring to"?
He already knew you werent going to let this go.
"A game of hide and seek of course"
He huffed out a laugh and slowly sat up in his chair, now completely facing you.
You were annyoed at his nonchalance but didnt show it.
"Well now that I hear about this ability of your, we simply have to put it to the test" you smiled.
"Is that so"?
You didn't miss the challenge evident in his tone, and neither did Sebastian seem to stay quiet.
Matching his energy, you sat up in your chair as well, facing his foggy eyes with a confidence that you were sure could be felt. "Yes. As a matter of fact, if I left right now and gave you two days to find me, you wouldn't be able to even if I walk right by you in and out of my classes"
Ominis face darkened at your arrogant tone. It was calm, but the kind of calm you see before the storm which you know is coming.
Right this moment, he wanted nothing else but to bend you over this desk and reprimand for taking that tone with him. But he opted to clench his fists until his knuckles were white and think of all things he could do when he caught you.
If it's one thing Ominis wouldn't back down from, it's a challenge. And especially if that challenge gave him the opportunity to witness your humility after he'd beaten you.
You wouldn't ever admit it, but something about the way he was staring at you made you feel something. A little flutter in your stomach that made you clench your thighs at the excitement. You weren't just merely curious anymore. You simply HAD to know if he could ever catch you.
You were quite aware of the effect he had on you. The urge to push his buttons and see how he would react, the urge to challenge him and see far he would go. Ominis was a reserved guy always opting to hide his skills instead of showing them, but you knew he was talented beyond belief and made it your mission to see every one of them whether he liked it or not. It was always the quiet one with the surprises, and you absolutely loved surprises.
"4 hours".
"What"?
"Give me four hours to find you, wherever you decide to hide in this entire castle"
His confidence dropped your jaw and rendered you speechless.
Only 4 hours?!
A little panic was set in your brain at his claim. This castle is huge. And you hide anywhere you want. Was he that confident in his skills?
Ominis grin only widened upon sensing your hesitance. "Is that too long? Very well then how about two hours"?
You almost choked on your spit and looked at Sebastian with widened eyes.
Sebastian couldnt help but grin with excitement. "Oh this is good. This is brilliant. Y/N vs The Ominis Gaunt"
Ominis frowned slightly at the interference of his friend.
This was personal and both you and Ominis knew it.
"Dont you have detention to get to right now Sebastian" Ominis reminded.
Sebastian face fell and groaned at the realization "Ugh, bollocks"
You gave a lopsided smile and patted Sebastian arms in reassurance. "Good luck with Weasly. And try not to kill him, PLEASE"
Sebastian chuckled "No promises"
You shook your head in amusment as you witness him packing his belongings. Before he left the table, he turned towards Ominis with a menacing grin "Go easy on her Ominis, she looks a little scared"
Your hands flew to hit Sebastian in the arm with a glare, curseing him for exposing you.
Sebastian barked out a laugh before grabbing his bag and leaving the two of you in the library. "Have fun you two, oh and Y/N do let me know what happens"
You cursed at him under your breath once again and looked at the clock.
It was almost curfew time, which would leave you no choice but to run around the castle past curfew.
"Ominis, it almost curfew, I dont think we can-"
"All the more fun then" Ominis interrupted.
"Surely you can manage to sneak past a couple of prefects"
You gasped in delight, "Ominis?! I didnt know you had it in you to break the rules like this. Sebastian a bad influence, isn't he"? You teased.
Ominis scoffed at your tone "Thats all Ive ever been doing ever since the day you entered this castle"
You giggled. "Well then, I reckon this will be a much bigger challenge for you then, won't it?"
"Perhaps you should worry more about what I could do if I caught you," he tried to hide the malice in his tone.
Your glared at him ignoreing the goosebumps on your skin "What would I have to be afraid of Ominis? Surely your not referring to yourself"?
A menacing smirk appeared on his face as he sat there, choosing not to reply to your comment.
Ominis knew you were anxious enough already. And boy, was he going make you terrified.
You felt the ominous feeling and stood up from you chair starting to pack your things.
You two had better get a move if you were hoping to finish this game early enough not to get into trouble.
Ominis packed his things up as well and tried his best to hide his anticipation. His mind was racing with dizzying thoughts on how to approach this and how he would catch you.
The hunger of it all was unbearable, and he was grateful you couldn't read his mind.
"Let shake on it then"
Ominis heard the girl say and shuffle towards him. His hand reached out to hers and enveloped them. She shook her hands and attempted to pull away but alas...
He couldnt help it. Just a little taste, he'd convinced himself.
Ominis gripped your hands and tugged firmly, causing you to yelp and crash into his chest.
Feeling his other hand slither around your waist, you looked up at the guy in shock.
Ominis, on the other hand, relished the proximity, which did little to satiate his desire. But he needed to mask it so he didn't scare you off.
Your eyes moved back forth in panic between his even though he couldn't see you
"What are you doing..."
Ominis leaned down to the side of your face, his lips brushing against the side of your face and gliding upwards until they found the tip of your ears.
You gasped at the sensation that made you arch closer to him.
His fingers lazily rubbed small circles on top of yours while you gripped his hands harder and whispered, "What are you doing Ominis"?
Ominis fought the urge to bite your lobes and merely hovered over your ears. "Are you sure you want to play this game with me, darling?"
Your chest was moving erractically no doubt being felt by Ominis pressed against you.
His arms instinctively pulled you in closer if that was even possible, and now all you could feel was his hard chest and the hot warmth that seeped into your skin.
"We could always call it quits if you're too scared." Ominis was slowly losing his self-control. His lips moved slightly downwards to press an open-mouthed kiss against her jaw.
"O-ominis" you whimpered.
Fuck. You couldn't control yourself either. This was surreal to you.
"Yes darling" his breath was heavy on your skin, making you shiver. His hands let go your yours to wrap around his other on your waist and pulling up against him in order to get better access to your neck.
You hands flew around his neck to stead yourself before his lips pressed into your neck harshly.
Whimpers escaped your mouth as he bit your neck and swiped his tongue firmly over the bruise before repeating it. One of his hands ran up your spine before gently gripping your neck and pulling it back to access more skin.
You allowed him before he dove down to your throat with a searing kiss.
Your body jolted when you felt his canines in the middle of your neck now completely at his mercy. Heat was quickly pooling in your stomach, and you could feel his eagerness down there with how closely you were pressed against him.
Ominis concious kept yelling at him to back off before he completely lost it. Anymore of this, and he would truly find himself pushing you on this desk and taking you right then and there.
But fuck, you felt so good.
His lips pressed kisses up your throat until finally they were infront of your lips.
Ominis knew if he kissed you there was no going back.
But you couldn't let it happen like this. Not now.
You tried gather enough self control and shoved him back, which unfortunately pushed you back further then it did him, but nonetheless, now you were facing each other, flushed, disheveled and completely incoherent.
You gulped and pointed a finger straight on his chest "Catch me if you can Gaunt"
At the sound of your determined tone, Ominis grinned widely before taking your finger at his chest turning it over.
He bought the palm up his lips and pressed a kiss.
You swear your poor heart is about explode when he replied " I give you my word..."
521 notes · View notes
wayfayrr · 9 months ago
Note
🍞 anon here!
So — I accidentally came across one of those realistic cake videos. With that, why not a reader that could create realistic cakes. (* ̄∇ ̄)ノ
The chain could be settling down at Lon Lon Ranch or Legend's home. They could be out because of news of monsters with black blood, so the reader stayed behind for their safety.
When they returned, Reader checked up on them, being sweet and eventually offering cake that they made while they're out. They agreed, a little snack sounds good, and it's kind of the reader to make something for them —
Proceeds to cut out a chunk of the kitchen counter and hands one of them a plate.
>=<=>=<
"Wha — huh?! (@_@)"
"It's cake :)"
"But, that — it was a —"
"Cake :)"
"I — thank you..."
"..."
"Wait — MY CHAIR?!?"
"Cake :)"
>=<=>=<
If you can't hurt them physically, hurt them psychologically. :)
And in terms of yandere, I like to think there's a gag where the reader just somehow — maybe Hylia's blessing — has extremely realistic decoys of them made out of cake, just at their disposal.
Like, please, paint a picture of someone chatting with the reader, building up the courage to hold their hand only for their entire arm to fall on the ground. Cue confused, screaming.
They would eventually see through whether or not something was cake... maybe?
Either way, Reader would definitely be banned from the kitchen or any sort of baking utensil.
the way this is literally the same theme as something I was joking about with some friends loaf - you managed to infiltrate my discord?????/j (it was crack angst about if reader accidentally bit one of the chain and they were a hyperrealistic cake and didn't know, it spiralled from talking about wars and red velvet at the same time)
I love how much paranoia that scenario give parts of the chain though, they can't be certain that anything isn't actually a cake from that moment onwards, if leaving reader alone for such a small amount of time lead to them making so many cakes that were that realistic? who's to say they couldn't make cakes of other things - or even things out in the wild?
if they could by chance even replicate the magic of enchanted items, making them near undetectable to even the most magic sensitive of the links, well if it increases the amount of buffs they have then why not? even if it makes them sad to have to eat something with so much dedication, care and love put into it's creation
as for the yandere side, as well as what you mentioned with decoys? what about reader replacing their weapons with cake before they fled, asking fi for permission to wield her as her other master is losing himself to this sick twisted obsessive lust for them. It also makes me think of peeta in the hunger games and how he hides lmao maybe one of the links reader still foolishly trusts is suddenly grabbed by a hand in a shockingly similar way while the rest are enamoured by the saccarine decoy. only clocking on when their star in the skies falls apart under their touch.
They'd be lucky to ever bake again when they're reunited.
102 notes · View notes
nell0-0 · 2 months ago
Text
This fought me so badly, but it's done! Sorry for taking so long I guess, but at least the third chapter is finished.
Avoiding conflict is conflictive
Chapter 3: A place of rest
Wild has many thoughts about this mess and the unrest it has created in the chain. Meanwhile, in Lon Lon ranch, Malon and Time have a chat.
Probably should add the "Twilight (Linked Universe) has a bad time" tag at this rate. My guy is not the focus in any chapter yet and he keeps being miserable somehow.
31 notes · View notes
cafecourage · 9 months ago
Note
A SCENARIO OF TIME AND MALON TRYING TO COURT THE READER 🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣
- bestie anon (going crazy)
Man everyone wants a peace of the lon lon folks.
Courting head canons:
- Now, I am making the executive decision to say that you know them. You’re probably from castle town that does business with Lon Lon Ranch. A Baker or merchant or something. So Malon knows you as well and it gives them the excuse to be close to you. Time probably falls first but says nothing since he is kinda oblivious to his romantic feelings. But he is a good bean and he will tell Malon ASAP. He doesnt know what to do! He stumbled into his relationship with Malon!
- The courting is slow but only because they both want to befriend you first as being business partners doesn’t get you to marriage too fast. So it starts out as visiting your shop outside of their normal schedule deliveries. Maybe an invite dinner here and there. Festivals? You should join them! A ball? Well they both cant have you dance on your own! You have both of them to dance and chat with!
- It’s a slow process and all the while you’re just confused. You love both of them by the end but they are a couple! What if they are just being nice! Yes you’re that oblivious about it. However Malon being the most observant of the three of you would finally sit you down and ask and I don’t think it would make sense at first but it was clear that once you say yes you will be spoiled.
- Spoiled you are. Dates are common. Flowers are daily. Kisses and hugs are by the second. You will never want for affection anymore because you will have it as soon as you ask. Not to mention everything you do to ether of them you give back tenfold. Everything is doubled because both Malon and Time had enough time to love each other and are confident in their relationship to spoil you to their hearts content. Of course they will still spend time for each other and one on one with you, but no one in this relationship will be jealous of the other here.
67 notes · View notes
luckyloops · 4 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
Just in time for Cora week, look at this wonderful commission from @themetalhiro of Corazon and my OP oc, Mila! ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა˖⁺‧₊˚
It’s absolutely adorable, thank you! ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶ ꒱ྀིა
608 notes · View notes
capturethechaos · 1 year ago
Text
Tumblr media
Masterlist
Request - going to a cat cafe | Jake fluff
Words - 1.4k
Warnings - None! It's pure fluff ♡
Tumblr media
“You’re joking.”
“I am not, now get off your ass, let’s go!” You had one of his hands gripped tightly between both of yours, pulling with all your might to pull him from the couch as your socks slid over the rug. 
He was holding back laughter, watching as your bottom lip slowly jutted out into a pout. You had given up on pulling him from the couch, letting your arms fall limp, his hand still clasped between them. It took very little strength from him as he tugged you into his lap, letting you adjust yourself for a moment before placing his hands on either side of your face. “Do you really want to go?”
You nodded as best as you could in his grip, and his lips curled into a soft smile. “Alright, my love, let’s do it.”
Before could get too excited, his hands tightened to bring your gaze back to his. “But we’re not getting a cat.”
Your pout returned, and he simply chuckled, leaning forward to press a lingering kiss to your puckered lips. 
“But what if-”
“We’re not getting a cat.”
The two of you took a few minutes to get off the couch, continuing to pester each other between kisses.
It was a short drive into town, and as soon as Jake put the car in park, you were sliding out of the passenger's side and waiting impatiently for him to follow. He stuck his hand out for you to take as he walked up to you, and you eagerly intertwined your fingers with his. 
You stood in the entrance for a moment, taking in the warmth of your surroundings as the two of you entered the café. You had read about it previously, so it was no surprise when you looked around and found the walls of bookshelves filled with used books for sale, but you couldn’t contain your excitement at the sight of the cats lounging on and around the shelves. 
Jake followed close behind as you made your way to the counter, looking over the menu as the staff kindly greeted the two of you. You exchanged pleasantries with them before ordering drinks and snacks for the two of you. They informed you that the drinks and food would be brought out to you when they were ready, and the two of you turned to find a spot to sit. 
Jake was barely able to settle into his seat before a couple of the cats ventured over to say hello. You watched fondly as he slowly outstretched his hand for them to sniff, a small smile creeping onto his lips as they quickly warmed up to him, pressing their heads against his hand. 
He gently placed his hand onto the head of the small calico that had made itself comfortable against his thigh, giving it small head scratches as it purred against him. “I didn’t know this place sold books too.”
You broke out in a wide grin at his attempt to pull your attention away from the affection, and you decided to play along. “It’s a cool place, isn’t it?”
He hummed, staring off at one of the bookshelves, and his eyes locked with a cat who simply stared back. Your eyes followed his line of sight, locking onto the small black cat lounging across the top of a large coffee table book. “That cat is you.”
Jake's eyes flickered over to you for a moment, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “Explain.”
You chuckled, watching the way the cat lifted from the book, stretching for a moment before slowly making its way off of the shelf until it was safely on the floor. “I don’t know, just the general vibe it gives off. Plus it has the same staring problem as you.”
You had a cheeky smirk plastered on your face when Jake turned to you. “I don’t have a staring problem.”
You leaned over, bumping your shoulder against his. “Whatever you say, spaceman.”
“Well look at you two, you seem to be popular.” You looked away from Jake, looking up to the employee that had come over with your coffee and food. You thanked her and looked back towards Jake, noticing the ever growing crowd of cats around him.  
The small gathering dispersed when the two of you began to eat and drink, chatting between sips, no longer giving them the attention they craved. You noticed the way Jake shuffled in his seat as the two of you talked, clearly uncomfortable. “What’s wrong, babe?”
He nodded down to the floor, and when you looked beneath the table you found that the small black cat that had been watching him earlier had made its way over and curled up in the small space between his feet. “I don’t wanna move and wake it up.”
Your eyes lifted back to him, catching him as he stared down at the small ball of fur purring away at his feet. 
The cat remained there as the two of you ate, and even after, as you simply sat and talked. Your eyes wandered around the café, finding all the little details just as charming as the furry companions that occupied the space. As you looked around, your eyes landed on an acoustic guitar, sitting in a stand beneath a sign that read ‘play a tune, our deaf cats love the vibration of the strings!’.
Your head quickly turned to Jake, a wide grin adorning your lips. “Jake, look, they’ve got a guitar.”
You pointed toward the sign and watched as his eyes followed, reading over the sign. A smile grew on his own lips, and he went to stand, stopping quickly when he remembered that there was a small cat curled up on his feet. He looked over at you, then down at the cat, and you giggled, standing and walking over to grab the guitar for him. 
You carefully handed the acoustic to him, watching as he placed it across his lap, turning his focus to making sure it was properly tuned before beginning to pluck away at the strings. You were the first to notice as the cat began to stir, standing and stretching before looking up at Jake and chirping. The small sound captured Jake’s attention, and he looked down just as the cat jumped up into the space next to him on the bench. 
He couldn’t hide the smile on his face as the cat rubbed itself against his arm. Purring loudly as it stopped with its paws on his thigh, and its head leaning against the strings of the guitar as Jake continued to pluck at them. One of the employees came to collect your dishes not long after, and you stopped her before she could walk away. “Is this little guy one of your deaf cats?”
She chuckled and nodded. “Ward is one of two that we have at the moment, he’s partially deaf, but he loves feeling the vibration of the strings.”
Jake’s head lifted to look at her, one eyebrow raised. “His name is Ward?”
She nodded once again, and pointed to one of the large bookshelves. “When we first got him he took interest in a particular pile of pirate related books on one of the shelves, so we named him after one of them.”
Jake looked back down at the cat, then over at you, chuckling at the minor look of confusion on your face. “John Ward, he was the pirate that inspired Jack Sparrow.”
Your smile was only getting wider, and Jake just playfully rolled his eyes before letting out a big sigh. “I’ll stay here with the cat, you go ask about what it will take to adopt it.”
The two of you ended up spending much longer at the café than you had originally planned, but as you walked out of the café Jake had a small carrier in his hand, Ward tucked comfortably inside with a blanket and his favorite book. 
Within the next couple weeks you watched as the two only grew closer. Whether it was finding Jake asleep on the couch at two am with Ward curled up on his chest, or walking into Jake’s music room and seeing Ward pressed up against the strings of Jake's guitar as he worked on music.
Jake loved the addition, coming home to just that much more love made it worth it. Entering the kitchen to find Ward perched on the fridge watching diligently as you cooked dinner, or when he’d find the two of you curled up in bed, a book held loosely in your hand as you slept peacefully with your cat, it was all just a bonus, and he couldn’t be happier that you had convinced him to go with you that day.
Tumblr media
If you'd like to be added to the taglist for this event, fill out the taglist form! (Some tags do not work, please double check that you've got tags on, that your username is correct, , and send me a dm, I will try to get them fixed ♡ )
@gretavanbitches @antipityparty @sparrowofthedawnsworld @gretavanslut-blog @gold-mines-melting @streamingcolors-gvf @malany-gvf @styles-canvas @stardustcatcher @amouratomique @welightthefire @MyLeftSock @the-starcatcher @Joshysgirl @fallonfatality @songbirds-sweet @lipstickitty @gvfungi @wetkleenex-gvf @starshine-wagner @mackalah @xserenax-13 @sunandthemoontwinflames @gvfmarge @sicksadandrad @dannyandthekiszkas @whorefourjakekiszka @bubblyjake @mamalikes-gvf @joshkiszkasjoops @sarakay-gvf @gretasmokerising @josh-iamyour-mama @hellowgoodbye
121 notes · View notes
martinshep · 5 months ago
Text
Intro post!!
󠁗󠁨󠁯󠀠󠁵󠁰󠀠󠁷󠁵󠁮󠁧󠁬󠁩󠁮󠁧󠀠󠁴󠁨󠁥󠁹󠀠󠁨󠁯󠁧󠁻󠁷󠁵󠁮󠁧󠁬󠁥󠀠󠁴󠁥󠁸󠁴󠀠󠁥󠁮󠁤󠁳󠀠󠁨󠁥󠁲󠁥󠁽Hi I go by Martin, Shep, or Riley (they/them, but it/its to friends) I'm 21 and from Australia.
Autistic with ADHD, huge nerd. Agender anthro dog therian!
I make art on @martinshepart
Make sure to check out my alterhuman dictionary project here!
All my posts or reblogs where I say something are tagged #martin originals
More details under the cut!
Martin Schäfer
★★★★☆ Reviews (4)
★★★☆☆ arrived with no issues but item is kinda mid
★☆☆☆☆ would not shut up about languages
★★★★★ would not shut up about languages
★★★★★ very good dog arrived in good condition
Item condition:
Slightly damaged, still working
I'm autistic and ADHD and still struggling with executive dysfunction. Still learning how to recover from being a former gifted kid and never learning how to socialise. If I'm being annoying or obnoxious please tell me!
Agender because I do not understand gender, although unsure if it's just the human concept of gender I don't understand.
Therian and transpecies! Specifically an anthro german shepherd mix border collie, possibly with some other herding dogs in there. I also identify a lot with becoming a virtual/uploaded consciousness? Not sure what to call that. Also I'm thesean. If you don't know what that is here's my post about it.
Demisexual and platoniromantic/flectic. Not exact labels but the closest I can get without using an encyclopaedia worth of text to describe myself.
I'm an artist and I'm open for commissions! Check out the pinned post on @martinshepart for details!
Tags
#martin originals - all my posts where I say/ask a thing #poked beast - asks answered by me #martinshep's art - my visual art #martinshep's music - my auditory art #martinshep's languages - my languages related art
Other blogs
@martinshepart - my art blog, I put all my art there @martin-schaefer - my alt nsfw blog that I'll probably rarely use
Current special interests and hobbies:
(Note my knowledge of any of these is not as exhaustive as most people's)
Illustrated art
Cartography
History (esp cultural and economic)
Linguistics (esp lexicography and orthography)
Semiotics
Cosmology
Quantum mechanics and general relativity
The most horrid music you can imagine (breakcore, mashcore, shoegaze, dariacore, noise pop/noise rock)
3D modelling
Fursuit making
Kandi bracelets
Learning Spanish (just starting out)
Learning Dutch (Also just starting out)
Game design/dev (once I get my shit together and learn C#)
Music making (once I get my DAW working)
Furgonomics
Cooking/food prep
4D games
Languages I know, am learning, or am planning to learn:
If you speak one of the languages I'm learning and are willing to help me out please let me know :D
English - I'm a native speaker and specifically speak australian english
Auslan - Taking classes on it and soon will be taking a tafe course on it.
Toki pona - mi kama sona, kepeken tenpo suli. mi pilin e ni: sona toki pona mi lon meso. (I'm learning, slowly. I think I'm at an intermediate level.)
Hindi/हिंदी - मैं बुनियादी हिंदी वाकयों बोला सका। मैं कोश में शब्द मिलना बहुत अक्सर। (I can say simple sentences. I have to look up words in the dictionary very often.)
German/Deutch - Ich kennen en bisschen deutch, aber jetzt ich lernen nicht. (I know some german, but I'm no longer learning it.)
Dutch/Nederlands - Ik spreek een beetje nederlands. Dezelfde als duits echter. (I speak some dutch. Same as german though.)
Spanish/Español - Estudiaba español. Sé mucho poco. (I'm learning spanish. I know very little.)
Croatian/Hrvatska - Still getting around to learning the basics.
I also want to learn arabic and mandarin at some point but I'm waiting until I'm learning fewer languages.
Me↓ (art by snowflake-sage)
Tumblr media
Me↑ (art by snowflake-sage)
Feel free to message me if you want to hang out in vrchat, infodump to me, get help with art or 3d modelling, lust over my fursona, or just chat! I'm an attention whore so don't think you're bothering me!
I also have a discord server:
I like to listen to fucked up horrible awful music
Here's a google doc (currently under renovation) with a bunch of recommendations that's still a work in progress, I plan to add more to it as time goes on too
I'm like a year late to make this but whatever
7 notes · View notes
uniquevoidflowers · 1 year ago
Note
two words: uhh maybe 'fire' and 'sleep' for a fic??
<my excuse to read cosy fic XD>
I've got you lol. Fic under the cut:
Time's POV
"We've been walking for hours Hyrule. Are you sure this is the right way?" Warriors grunted.
"...I'm not sure anymore." Hyrule chuckled nervously.
Everyone groaned. Of freakin course the traveller got them lost. "Hyrule my feet hurt so fucking bad." Legend complained, glaring.
Hyrule shrank a bit. "I'm sorry."
Legend softened and sighed. "It's okay, but you need to learn how to navigate your way around your own Hyrule."
Hyrule nodded still looking ashamed of himself. "Portal!" Four called from the back.
Everybody took a sigh of relief, including Hyrule. "Alright, pairs!" Warriors ordered and then listed pairs.
Time was to go with Four, in case the smithy fainted. The portals seemed to affect him more so than anyone else, so fainting was a likely scenario. "Time, Four, you go first." Warriors commanded.
So Time held Four's hand, and jumped in the portal facing the nausea one on one. He was sort of used to it by now. He landed on a grassy field and suddenly heard some very familiar humming. Malon's humming. The old man turned to Four and the smithy was lying unconscious next to him, so he scooped the smith up unto his arms and awaited the rest of the chain. The portal spat out Hyrule and Wind next who tumbled a bit. "This looks like your Hyrule, Time!" Wind cheered.
Then the portal spat out Warriors and Sky and so forth. After a few minutes, they had the entire chain. "Lon Lon Ranch is close, we'll head there." Time announced.
Some excited cheers. So the chain walked at a little quicker pace until they reached the ranch. Malon was outside tending to a little... garden...and she turned to notice all of the boys coming her way. "You're back again! Y'all look exhausted, come on in!" Malon demanded.
"Well we did just spend a few hours walking." Warriors huffed.
"It's starting to get cold outside, I bet you all didn't notice because of your armour or whatever. But, I do have a fire running. Will y'all stay the night?" Malon grinned.
"I don't see why not." Time smiled, allowing his wife to help get the armour off, which apparently had stuck to his shirt because of the black blood.
"Was this yours Fairy Boy?" Malon frowned once she had noticed the blood.
"No, my blood's not that dark dear." Time reassured.
"If you say so. Go curl up by the fire, while I wash this." Malon demanded.
Time obliged and felt the warmth and comfort of his home. It had been months since he had felt it. Soon there were some people next to him enjoying the nice warmth, and others sitting on a couch wrapped in cozy blankets. Everybody was chatting amicably, enjoying the coziness of the room. Malon and the champion were cooking a meal together. The night ended with tons of laughter. "Time to go to sleep." Malon called to the chain.
Everybody obeyed and found spots to sleep. "You too Fairy Boy." Malon declared, as she put out the fire.
"M'kay." Time yawned.
He was soon wrapped in the soothing grips of sleep.
30 notes · View notes
mlwritingprompts · 1 year ago
Text
Submitted Prompt: A wish for Solitude
This is the special-text version of this prompt.
The accessible version can be found here.
- - -
Hi Rjalker, I’m kinda back! So after who knows how long since I wrote my prompt about Serrah, and the show’s ending of the fifth season being a dumpster fire like always (actually, even worse than usual, I seriously miss the finales like the ones of the first and second seasons), I decided to write this because… something. I myself aren’t sure, but I guess I will just write something different than cosmic entities trying to fix the universe (or doom it because their existence requires the universe’s own oblivion) because I’m not planning to rewrite the entire plot of this idiotic show.
I will be honest and say that this is a completely new territory for me, so if you spot mistakes and see something that needs to be changed, please do so.
So, have fun?
Occurs after Strikeback (season 4 finale).
My try at an Akumanette prompt.
Pronouns: lon/lones/lones/loneself (same as she/her/hers/herself)
TW: mention of sexual harassment, and a character experiencing touch revulsion —–
—–
It was so hard.
It was so hard for her.
Marinette thought as time kept moving too fast, yet it felt like everything was crawling to a halt.
Everything was becoming too hard, too difficult, too unbearable.
It was so painful, dealing with it. Being Marinette. Being Ladybug. Being the Guardian.
“Marinette, how did you forget to go to our planned party?”
Because Ladybug’s job is too important than Marinette.
“Marinette, is there something bothering you? I heard you’ve been skipping classes.”
Forgive me mama, papa, I can’t schedule for when an Akuma strikes. That’s the sacrifice I must make.
“Marinette, cheer up! We will defeat Hawkmoth in the end!”
Yes, Tikki, in the end. And what about my life?
“Marinette, I know that Chloe is a bit too much but…”
I know, Ms. Bustier, I must forgive her, for I am Marinette and I am nice, forgiving, no matter how many times I and others get hurt by her.
“Meowch Bugaboo! You know that you always have me!”
Leave me alone. Don’t call me by that. Don’t come closer to me. Don’t flirt with me. Don’t touch me. Don’t try to kiss me. Leave. Me. Alone!
“You still are in denial about Adrien, Marinette?”
I didn’t want this, Alya. Your question isn’t funny. I don’t love this. I don’t want these feelings. I hate them. I despise them. They were why I lost the other kwamies. Love only hurt me.
“You must be responsible, Marinette!”
It’s difficult to be responsible. It hurts to be responsible. I don’t like this. It’s so painful. So suffocating. So tiring. So dark. So cruel. I don’t want more even if I have to take more. I want to be alone. I want to be left alone. Alone. Only alone. No one to nag on me about something. No one to have me deal with their problems. No one to guilt trip me and shame me for not doing what they want.
I want to be alone, with only myself being the only company I need.
“Hello, Solitude. I am Hawkmoth. I will give you the power to be alone, free from responsibility, at the price of giving me the Ladybug and Black Cat miraculouses.”
It was so wrong to accept. She knew it. It would be admitting defeat, admitting that evil had won in a way. But why bother? She was so tired. So exhausted of fighting, fighting when everything she tried to do backfired on her.
What’s the worst to happen if the accepted? Surely, Alya and that harasser Chat Noir can deal with it. They seemed to never run into real problems or face truly permanant consequences.
Oh how jealous she was.
“Yes, Hawkmoth.”
And Marinette ceased to be.—-When lon opened lones eyes, Solitude felt it, the desire burning from lones being.
“I want to be alone. I don’t want anyone else with me.”
That was it. Simple, yet clear. To be alone on lones own. Lon only wanted to be alone with loneself. No one to bother lones with anything.
No responsibility, no demands, nothing but simple, and sweet solitude.
Yet it just wasn’t so easy.
“What is this?” lones expression looked repulsed.
Something was wrong, something was feeling off.
Solitude’s body felt something uncomfortable, disgusting, hateful.
Something that just felt like something was touching lones body. Something that just refused to leave lones alone.
What is this? Lones body feels heavy. Breathing and moving feels difficult.
Nothing was touching Solitude, yet the feeling only grew stronger, the repulsion and hate for this thing that was seemingly crawling all over lones, seemingly invading lones blood and skin only continued.
Solitude hated this. It felt so wrong, so awful, so utterly-
“Marinette!”
A voice screamed as lon saw… a girl closing towards lones. Rose? That was her name, right?
Immediately, lon jumped away, as if burned by her presence, almost screaming and attacking her and the others that came alongside her.
How dare they come so close? How dare they call lones Marinette? How dare they try to touch lones?
“Leave me alone!”
Solitude ignored their pleas to come, to wait for Ladybug to help her, to fix her, to heal her.
There’s nothing to heal or fix. Nothing wrong with Solitude. Solitude isn’t Marinette. There’s no need for Ladybug to heal lones.
The awful feeling seemed to diminish, it wasn’t as bad as before. So this sensation of pure disgust relates to lones presence with others? Or when others enter lones comfort zone without permission?
Solitude felt that this was the correct answer.
Then, Solitude might go to a place far away.—-Lon was on the top of the Eiffel tower for nearly half an hour now.
It was a calm area, and there was no one around lones from what Solitude can feel.
Yet…
The sensation of something surrounding lones body still persisted.
Solitude couldn’t comprehend it. Nor did lon like it one bit.
What’s going on? Why doesn’t this feeling leave lones alone?
Lon could feel it, something was seemingly demanding for lones to do something. Something that Solitude doesn’t want to do, and it is getting almost physically painful to deal with.
What is this? Why is this happening? Solitude wanted to be alone. Is that really so much? What is causing this? Who? Why?
Lon would like it if they stop continuously touching and crawling all over lones bod-
“Hello, mademoiselle!”
A voice that feels extremely, horribly familiar resounds, and Solitude feels all sensations go overdrive.
Chat Noir was so close-
So close, too close, that repulsive smirk, that leering look, that uncaring posture, too dirty, too repulsive, too hateful.
Lon hates it. Hates him. Hates that person. He will touch me, he will ignore my boundaries, he will torment me, will not leave me alone.
For just a moment, Marinette’s memories resurfaced, and nothing but pure rage and hatred consumed lon vision.
A blast of pure, unbridled energy of repulsion and exclusion consumed the part of the Eiffel tower they were in, practically erasing it from existence, and that hero harasser being thrown away, far away so he couldn’t violate lones boundaries anymore.
Solitude’s body shook from the sheer disgust lon felt, lones mind already making possible connections to why lon felt so much worse with that guy around.
“Is it because Marinette suffered the most due to him?” Solitude thought in rage.
Is that why? It made sense, right?
But before lon could fully calm down, the sensation returned once more.
Why? Why? Why don’t they leave lones alone!?
“Good job, Solitude! You’ve lured Chat Noir! Now go and take away his miraculous and Ladybug’s!”
Lones heart raced with pure rage as Solitude felt the connection linking lones with Hawkmoth.
It’s this guy…
Lones eyes seemed to look somewhere, what Solitude felt to be Hawkmoth’s direction.
This guy was who was crawling over lones body using that link…
Hate and energy, already twisted due to the corrupted magic, twisted even further as it followed Solitude’s desires.
If only he didn’t exist… if only he and Chat Noir didn’t exist…
Then Solitude would be already happy, alone with nothing bothering lones…
Solitude must destroy them first… And make sure not even a shadow of them remains…
End?
Or at least until I might write a sequel.
Hope you liked it.
(From Rjalker: I love it!!!)
12 notes · View notes