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What If 141... "tell me you need me" and/or " I don't want you to stop"

Okay. Okay okay okay okay. When I first read this prompt, I genuinely thought I would write something really sweet and soft. But I also have free will. I am an independent individual. I make the choices here. Are they sweet? Yes. Are they soft? A bit. Is this mostly spice? Yes. Yes it is. I will not ask forgiveness.

Presented in four double drabbles.

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Task Force 141 x Female Reader

Content & Warnings (per the warnings MDNI): swearing, non-descriptive sex, praise, fluff, established relationship, suggestive themes

Word Count: 800

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John Price

“Say it, love. I want to hear you say it.”

Everything in you is buzzing. It is loud, as if a hive of bees dwells beneath your skin. Each touch John gives you is electric. A zing of pleasure that rockets outward until the tips of your fingers and toes tingle.

“You don’t play fair,” you whine, sinking against him, surrendering to his touch.

“Never do,” he murmurs, nipping at your earlobe.

You reach up to touch him, to hook your arm around the back of his neck. You need to anchor yourself before you fall over the edge. His fingers are expert things, moving in little circles between your legs. It is agony. And so very sweet.

John seizes your wrist. Brings your arm back to your side.

“No,” he says. “You can’t have that yet.”

“Why not?”

John’s lips brush against your throat. “Tell me you need me. Say it and I’ll give you what you want.” He lightly bites. “Promise.”

You swallow hard. The words are forming, but they are only air. Slipping away with each stroke of his fingers.

John pauses. And that sets you off instantly.

“I need you, John,” you gasp.

“That’s my girl.”

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Kyle’s fingers thread lightly through your hair. It’s a gentle touch. One that sends a shiver through you.

Your hands roam, touching everywhere. There is skin beneath your fingers. It is taut, slick with water from the shower. Kyle is warm too like a good blanket. You could wrap yourself up in him.

Kyle returns to your hair, working in the shampoo. You close your eyes and sink into the feeling. He has one arm around your waist as if you’ll run off.

“Don’t stop,” you moan. “That feels good.”

Kyle’s soft laugh comes from behind you, and then he guides you under the spray, washing away the shampoo.

“Need to get the rest of you,” he purrs, those strong hands of his grasping your waist, spinning you around to face him. “Where should I start first?”

He traces one finger along your jaw and down the side of your throat only to descend to collarbone and the curve of your breast. He goes lower. Lower still.

You grasp his wrist, arching into his touch.

“Here?” he asks with a smug smile.

You’re needy. And his hand between your legs is bliss.

“I don’t want you to stop,” you reply.

John "Soap" MacTavish

“Oh. Fu—fuck, love. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

Johnny groans loudly above you, his head tilted back in ecstasy. Behind you, the television is on but the sound is muted. It bathes the bedroom in a blueish glow. Johnny isn’t paying attention, and you’re not either.

You are settled between his legs, your mouth full of him.

This is a craving. A vice. Johnny is always the one giving. He loves to do it. Loves to shower you with affection and as much pleasure as you can handle. But you have the control now. You’re the one making him squirm. Making him writhe and whimper.

It’s lovely this feeling. The power is perfect.

No wonder Johnny loves doing this so much.

He groans again, the arm next to his side, fist clenched. His other hand rises, and tentatively brushes against your scalp. Johnny’s eyes are closed. You’re not sure if he even knows what he’s doing.

“I don’t want you to stop,” he says, almost absently, as if speaking to the air.

You continue. Tasting.

His hand against your scalp strengthens, fingers tangling in your hair. His grip is fierce.

“Don’t stop,” he repeats. “Don’t want you to stop.”

Simon "Ghost" Riley

“That’s not what you say. You know this, love.”

Simon grasps your chin between thumb and forefinger. He squeezes slightly, tipping upward. You are unable to look away. Unable to move. Those dark eyes with pale eyelashes drive a spear through your heart every time.

It’s maddening.

You lick your lips and Simon follows the movement. He examines your mouth, and then his thumb brushes against the underside of your bottom lip. It sends a little shiver through you. Simon is powerful. Strong. He could easily break you, and yet he can be so gentle.

“I’m not gonna ask again.” Simon draws you closer and leans forward as if to kiss you. He doesn’t though, simply holds there, awaiting an answer.

He won’t give you what you’re seeking just yet. Not until you say the magic words.

“Tell me you need me,” he murmurs.

That is all Simon wants. To be desired. To be needed. He loves to hear it from your lips, especially like now when the two of you are tangled in each other. Other times, it’s simple things like reaching something on the top shelf.

And you will tell him.

You always do.

“I need you, Simon.”

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I saw asks are open so I thought I’d slip in a little prompt 👀

Astarion and Tav have a bit of a spat at camp. Tav is trying to convince Astarion that ascending would make him just as bad as Cazador, but Astarion craves the power and the freedom. Tav, upset and frustrated, ends up leaving for a walk through the late night streets of the gate to clear their head. One of the vampire spawn out looking for their next prey find Tav, recognizing them immediately as Astarion’s love (and one true weakness) and kidnaps them to bring to Cazador. Cazador, being the sick fuck he is, locks Tav away and sends a note to Astarion that he finds the next morning, saying that he had Tav and that if Astarion wants them back he has to surrender to Cazador and go through with the ceremony. Astarion loses his mind and races to the castle with the gang in tow, praying that Tav is unharmed. Will he be there just in time to save Tav? Or will he be too late, will Cazador have already turned them by the time he gets there?

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That night at camp had been fraught with tension, like a fraying rope ready to snap. The campfire crackled, the tongues of the flame dancing and flickering about, mirroring the storm within the heated pair.

Your voice, something that he's come to find solace in as of late, quivered with frustration unlike any he's heard directed at him before as you tried to reason with him.

"I don't relish it. but my," He pauses, wondering what he should call them. "--Siblings lured thousands of people to their death over the years. I doubt Baldur's Gate would miss any of them." He seems rather taken with the idea, and you worry about what this could mean for him.

"But we don't even know if it's possible, Astarion. You're hypothesizing that you become the Vampire Ascendant at the expense of eradicating the other spawn." Whether or not they had done things as horrendous as your,-- gods you don't even know what you are,-- as the ex-magistrate, they did not deserve to be subjected to such a ritual.

He paces around you, ascertaining your reactions, and making quick work to think about how he could convince you

"And so what? I've obviously thought about it. If I completed the ritual, this evocation, I'd have insurmountable power. And--" He nears himself to you, practically whispering the following words into the skin of you neck. As if anything he said would etch its way into your skin and carve you anew.

"I could walk in the sun without fear of becoming a mindflayer. Don't you want that for me, darling? For us?" The question instills an indescribable fear in you. Not the same fear that's been riddling you as you wonder if you'd perish in one of your many battles, oh no, it was the fear you'd bear witness to when you lost something dear to you.

It's as if he's giving you an out.

Agree with him, and you seal his fate as the Vampire Ascendant with a sure place at his side.

Or disagree, allowing all those spawn the same chance he had been given all those tendays ago, and snuff out whatever growing relationship you had between you.

He senses your uncertainty.

And he feels lost.

He figured that you would be so sure to keep him at your side. Doing anything it takes to make sure it stays that way, but now you're getting cold feet with his blatant proposal of companionship because of what?

These monsters he's hunted with?

These damned spawn that represent everything you've seeked to correct about the world?

"Astarion, please, give them a chance. They were just like you once, give them that much."

At any other time, he would've admired your efforts to help them. But in this moment, he thinks you a fool who could never truly understand what it means to be a slave.

To want for power.

"You did not know them. And you do not know me as well as you may think, my dear, if you think they deserve a chance more than I do."

He doesn't know why it all happened the way it did. The way that his thoughts came tumbling out of his mouth and only allowing the worst of things to escape him.

All he knows was that it had surely hurt you and that he doesn't think he's ever seen your retreating form look as small as it did as you walked towards somewhere in the city.

And that he wished he had remembered where they were. So near to where his consanguines and he used to hunt.

So when he and the others are greeted with a letter smelling of undeath, telling them that they had their precious leader imprisoned in Cazadaor's manor, he knows not to tell them about the little argument you two had.

Knows not to tell them anything to dampen their mood as they search for you.

Knows not to tell them that the likelihood He kept you alive was slim to none, now that he has Astarion's attention.

Once they had been alerted of your whereabouts, a clear ploy to lure him back to his master, there would be no use for you anymore. They don't know Cazador like he did, and he was sure that by the time they reached their destination, you would be no more.

Stil, he's willing to take any chance he can get to get you back. No use in proclaiming you dead if he hasn't seen you, and he'd be damned if he let Cazador take any more from him.

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after midnight

a/n: dw i still am working on all my wips but i just wanted to show my love for the movie that ruled my childhood! also if there's a certain fairy tale and character you would like me to do i would love to do more of something like this! this is the first part, but the others have been written already, lemme know if y'all would like me to continue posting for this word count: 2.5k warning(s): the evil stepmother is NOT cunty in this guys (rip cate blanchett); the step sisters are definitely not girls girls; everyone is gay; if you know the story you know; but im also going to add aspects from one of the non-disney versions; mentions of blood (small but at the beginning); not an exact retelling, more like cinderella is a blueprint? prompt: you never thought that you would go from cleaning fireplaces and singing to mice to dancing in the royal palace in a magical disguise, meeting the love of your life. or, a cinderella story <3

The needle pricked your finger, sending droplets of blood spilling onto the fine fabric. You watched as the red seeped into the green, mesmerized by how the blood ran quick. How you wished you could be as free, as quick as you ran. But your father built this house, his hopes and dreams were buried deep into the foundations, no matter how much your step-mother tried to erase his memory. She loved his money but cringed at his legacy.

"Y/N? Gods, where is that wretched girl?" Your stepmother's voice echoed up the stairs to the attic where you resided. Quickly, you folded the cloth over, hiding the spot of blood staining the rich emerald fabric. You were mending an evening gown of your stepmother, one she had snagged on a splinter of wood while evading your requests of new fabrics. Your clothes were quickly becoming patchwork quilts and even though you rarely left your attic space, you were desperate to sew a dress that you could feel proud of. Your door burst open, revealing Valentina, the woman who's presence seemed to make your room grow colder. Her eyes narrowed in on the dress in your lap and she scoffed, hand clutching the handle of the attic door tightly, as if speaking to you was a burden.

"Are you still working on that? Whatever, the fireplace needs tending to," She spun around to go back downstairs, obviously signaling you to follow, "Oh, and be mindful, the dressmaker is here, don't get soot on any of her fabrics."

Valentina's tone was haughty, as if even when she couldn't see you, she spoke looking down upon you. You merely nodded, gently folding the dress on your bed and following your step-mother down the stairs. Making sure to keep your head down, you passed Valentina, heading towards the main fire place, where burnt logs sat and ash blanketed the stone like snow. You internally sighed, knowing how this task would end. Grabbing a rag, you sat on your knees as you started gathering the loose ash and kindling, mindful of the sparks that still lingered. The voices of Valentina's daughters wafted into the room like a burnt goose pie, making your stomach uneasy as you braced yourself for the comments they would surely make. Thankfully, you heard the voice of Shuri, the acclaimed dressmaker, mingling with theirs, gently shutting down their absurd ideas. While your curiousity spun around in your mind, furiously wondering why your step-mother had called on Shuri, someone who only made dresses for the most extravagant of occasions. She also had extravagant prices, prices you weren't sure how your step-mother would repay.

"We can do measurments in here, ignore Y/N, she'll be doing her chores." Valentina absentmindedly waved in your direction, sitting on the stool farthest from you. Shuri nodded in hello, giving you a small smile which you returned. The basket she carried was full of fabric samples and measuring strands, grabbing your attention with the expensive items she so leisurley held. As your step-sisters argued, Shuri gave you her attention, her question making you pause as you cleaned the fireplace.

"Are you also going to the ball, Y/N? I'm sure I have the creativity to quickly sketch a fourth dress." Shuri joked, not noticing how your hands shook as you continued your task. There was a ball? And your stepmother was commisioning dresses for herself and her daughters in front of you, flaunting the knowledge you didn't have. While you could care less about a ball, you were bothered by how little you knew of the outside world, of the town you loved so much. Something clicked in your mind as you thought, lifting your head to turn and begin to ask your stepmother a question but her voice cut through the air.

"Unless Y/N somehow cleans the entire house top-to-bottom until it shines and sorts our mixed grain into like piles in time for the royal ball, I don't think she'll be needing your services, Miss Adanna. Besides, the queen is hosting this ball so her daughter may find a spouse, what use would she have of a serving girl?"

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"This isn't a request! You must marry!" Evanora's stern voice echoed through the throne room, practically rattling the armour of her guards. She glared at her daughter who stood before her, hair down and wild from horseback. Agatha stared back, arms crossed and head held defiantly.

"For what reason? The kingdom is prospering, the people are happy and for the most part well fed, and we've no news of our enemies to the south! Why must I marry, Mother?" At the purple wisps gathering at her fingertips, Agatha anticipated her mother's response. The queen bunched her hands into fists, her jaw clenched as she spoke.

"You know the reason, daughter. Your...studies have put you in a very precarious position and the curse will solidify on your next birthday. Plus, it won't hurt to erase the image people have of you, with your escapades and trysts that bring embarassment into my court."

Agatha merely scoffed, uncrossing her arms as she held them out incrediously.

"If you've forgotten, Mother, my birthday is at the end of this month. And the curse you speak of can only be broken by unconditional love, something you wouldn't know about." Agatha spit out her words like venom, hopeful they would affect her mother in any way. But the Queen merely watched her daughter with cold eyes, waving her messanger up to the throne. The man gave a crooked bow to Agatha as he passed her, scroll in hand. Evanora took the scroll with a nod, dismissing the man. He scurried out of the large room, footfalls echoing in the silence. The Queen waved the announcement in the air, almost tauntingly, before she opened and began reading out loud.

"The Crown formally invites you to partake in the debutante ball for Crown Princess and Heir Agatha of House Harkness. Our home will be open for three nights as our beloved Princess searches for a partner to strengthen the bonds of our kingdom."

The Queen put down the scroll, letting it fall to the ground as she smirked at her daughter.

"You'll have three nights to find this unconditional love or the consequences you'll face will doom the lives of everyone you hold dear."

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The thought of leaving the house, if only for a few nights, ate away at your mind, distracting you from your chores. Shuri had long left, your stepmother and stepsisters measurements and requests for last minute additions scribbled on a notepad you were sure she wanted to burn. But before she left, she grabbed a package from her carriage, giving it you once Valentina and her daughters had already gone inside. Inside, you found fabric, soft and beautiful. The shimmering pink shade reminded you of your mother and how she decorated the house before she died.

"I'm sorry it's not much but I've seen your work Y/N, if they won't have me make you a dress, I believe you can bring your own dream to life." Shuri clasped your hands in hers in a goodbye, her kindness overwhelming you, bringing tears to your eyes. However, at the screams of your stepsisters for tea, your bubble was burst and you made your way inside, careful to keep the package out of Valentina's sight, hiding it under a loose floorboard in the kitchen before you started the afternoon tea. Anya, the eldest of the two stepsisters, practiced her dancing, stumbling into the couches and lounge chairs as she held a candlestick in place of the Crown Princess. Damille, the stepsister close to you in age by a few months, scoffed at her sister and mockingly danced, starting a fight between the two sisters. You kept your laughter to yourself, remembering the sting of Valentina's hand when you reacted to her daughters antics the first week after your father's passing. While you waited for the water to boil, you prepared the tea leaves, grabbing a lemon to slice and squeezing the tart juice over the dry leaves. Your mind wandered once again to the idea of going to a ball. A royal ball. While you had never truly seen the royal family, you recalled the portrait of the heir you had once seen in the library of your town. You felt heat rise to your face as you recalled the childlike crush you had on the Crown Princess, shaking your head as you pouring the now boiling water into three teacups, careful to avoid splashing the water onto your skin. Once the liquid turned into a pale yellow-green shade, you strained out the leaves and prepared a tray with the cups, a bowl of sugar cubes, and some milk for Damille, who prefered her tea tart with no sugar. You walked into the sitting room, setting the tea down in front of your stepmother. While you prepared it the way she enjoyed, you attempted to ask her a question.

"Stepmother, may I accompany you to the Royal Ball? It would cost you no expense, I can make my own dress-"

Valentina's laugh cut you off.

"With the scraps you have? I will not be seen in public with someone is a patchwork excuse for a dress, at a royal ball no less. Besides you have chores." Even though she waved her hand through the air, indicating the conversation was over, you continued, feeling slightly desperate at a chance to taste freedom.

"I can get the chores done in time, the house is never truly dirty, and I could wear one of my mother's old-"

It was Valentina's cold stare that stopped you from continuing. Something clicked in her eyes and she brought up her tea to take a sip, reveling in your tense body language. Slowly she set her tea back onto the china plate, the soft clink the only noise as you and her daughters awaited her answer.

"If you can create a dress, a new dress, that isn't embarassing for my family and if you can complete the chore of mucking the stables before the first night of the ball, you may accompany us. But," she held a finger almost accusingly in your face, "You will not speak to anyone of any status while there."

There was something in her tone, something you couldn't quite place but her agreement overshadowed any caution you could've had. You practically danced out of the room, patterns for your dress spinning in your mind.

You didn't notice the look your step-mother shared with her daughters as you left, an evil glint shining in their eyes.

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Agatha walked around the library, absentmindly running her fingers across the spines of every book as she was lost in thought.

The curse was her fault, yes, but she would never admit her mother was right. She would admit, however, that her stunt of gaining power in hope of overthrowing her mother was done in haste. If she had read the fine print maybe she wouldn't be in this position. She silently scolded herself as she saw a slight purple haze cover her vision as magic pooled in her eyes.

She had three nights, three, to find someone who could potential help her break the curse she put upon herself. Blinking away the haze, Agatha looked down at her hands, her black fingertips fading into dark grey veins up to her elbow. The words her mother spoke to her the night the curse was solidified rang in her head as she followed her unearthly veins with her eyes.

How could anyone love someone like her?

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You leaned against the tree your parents had planted the night of their wedding, tears streaming down your face as you clutched onto the scraps of your dress. You had slaved over this garment, days were spent tending to your stepmothers every word but nights were spent hunched over with a needle as you sewed a dress you had dreamed of. A dream that was nothing now. You were raised to be kind to all but as you recalled the event of this night, you felt hatred bubble in your chest.

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Excitement was all you could feel as you slipped into your dress, proud of your work. You had finished mucking out the stables hours ago, giving you time to wash the stink away from your skin and hair. Pride welled in you as you smoothed the fabric with your hands, opening your attic door to join your step-mother and step-sisters as they waited for the coach that would take you to the palace.

"Mother, look!" Anya practically shouted as you walked down the stairs, covering her smirking expression with a fan. Valentina spread her arms out in what you would learn to be false affection. Wrapping an arm around your shoulders, your step-mother examined your dress, pursing her lips. Quickly, the excitment you felt died like a dwindling fire as your step sisters joined their mother in circling you.

"Oh Y/N, I just don't think this'll work. This design is just...it has too many faults. Here, let us help."

Your confusion was replaced by cold shock as Valentina's hand shot out to rip part of your sleeve off. Anya followed, grabbing part of the skirt to pull on the seams. Damille's was the worst, using both hands to create a distance between the bodice and the top of your skirt. You stood frozen, tears streaming down your face angrily as they continued to destroy your hard work. It was over the second the familiar sound of horses sounded outside.

You don't remember what Valentina said to you before she left, or the snide remarks her daughters added on. All you remember was running, running through the house, running across the backyard into the open land where your parents tree stood proud.

And that's where you found yourself.

"How could you be so stupid?" You muttered to yourself as you wiped away tears, angry for allowing yourself to believe your step-mother could ever show you kindness. In your wallowing, you didn't notice how the ground in front of the tree started to swirl, how the wind changed directions, how a slight humming noise filled the air.

"Now why are you crying when you should be at the ball?" A slightly cocky voice spoke in front of you, unfamiliar yet comforting. Your head shot up and your eyes widened at the sight in front of you. A woman, wearing a sparling cloak stood expectantly, hand on her hip while the other held a wand. Blinking, you stuttered out a response.

"I, I can't go. They ruined my dress and my stepmother would recognize me. I don't want to deal with the aftermath."

The sparkling woman held out her wand, pointing it at you.

"I'm not too fond of this 'can't' business. You have a very obvious fairy godmother standing in front of you, ready to snap her fingers and say a catch phrase I created when I was younger. So tell me, Y/N, do you want to go to the ball?"

Without hesitation, you nodded and your fairy godmother waved her wand.

a/n: whoa cliffhanger, wonder what happens next...but seriously, i love doing AUs like this and I'll focus on getting my other wips out but lemme know if you enjoyed this??

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£50 for 5000 words

i also write poetry. feel free to send me a word/prompt and a style/form you'd like me to emulate. prices are as below (please note rhyme schemes incur an extra £5 charge!):

£5 for 2-3 stanzas

£10 for 4+ stanzas

i am happy to write nsfw & kink (please message to clarify though). a list of things i will not write is also available under the cut.

some fandoms i am happy to write for:

yugioh 5ds (anime or manga), death note (anime or manga), yugioh duel monsters, yugioh gx, doctor who (nine & ten), marvel (phases 1-3 + wandavision), fire emblem (awakening, sacred stones, fates), the legend of zelda (botw/totk), five nights at freddys (scott era games), pokemon (gens 1-5 + original anime run)

if the fandom you're looking to request isn't on this list, feel free to send a message to clarify!

i will not write:

incest, zoophilia, smut of underage characters, adult/minor ships, noncon, suicide, dead dove, rpf, nsfw self inserts/x readers (though nsfw x oc is fine), hard violence, omegaverse. - this is non-exhaustive, please send me a message if you're unsure.

[minijenn]

Aftter a very lengthy time, I am finally open for writing and art commissions again!

As per usual, feel free to send me a PM through any of the above channels to request yours! Also, bear in mind that all payments will be processed over PayPal and that that all commissions must be paid full price up front before I will start working on them. Also generally all prices are negotiable but I will uphold to the above prices mostly (though the line is blurred a little for the bigger projects)

As for what I’ll draw, basically here’s that list:

Art Commissions:

Universe Falls stuff (regular, AU, hypothetical stuff, you name It and I’ll pretty much do it (with some exceptions of course)

Stuff for these fandoms:

Gravity Falls

Steven Universe

Owl House

Amphibia

Kingdom Hearts (extra cost, see above) (also includes Keys to the Kingdom based art)

Legend of Zelda (extra cost, see above) (also includes Shades of the Sea based art)

Disney (Any of their animated movies fit, also Pixar)

Other Nintendo franchises (Mario, Animal Crossing, Metroid, ect.)

(anything outside this stuff… I’m not very likely to have any talent in drawing, so be aware)

Expect pretty much anything to be in my usual styles, as seen above, unless you have a specific request for a different style (which could cost a little extra, depending on how challenging it is)

The most characters you can request in a colored character sketch is 6 (there is no character limit for uncolored)

I will draw character death/blood/violence/gore/ect but not in an explicit manner

Here’s what I won’t draw:

NSFW (like at the very most I’ll draw a kiss tbh)

Ships I don’t support (and if you ask for one of these, I’ll let you know if I won’t go for it)

Fandoms/crossovers I’m not familiar with

I do reserve the right to reject or accept requests based on personal reasons!

Writing Commissions

These are pretty much only gonna be for drabbles and oneshots and the prices are as follows: 

$10 per 500-1000 word drabble 

$20 per 1000 word oneshot

+$5 per every 500 words over that base 1000 (max I’ll do is 5000 words)

As for the kinds of writing commissions I’ll be taking, basically any theme/AU/prompt goes, but keep in mind I’ll only be writing for these three things:

Universe Falls (this includes all of its AUs)

Kingdom Hearts/Keys to the Kingdom (includes AUs as long as I’m familiar with them/comfortable writing for them)

Legend of Zelda (any game/includes AUs)

And as for the rules of these writing prompts, they’re as such:

I won’t write any sort of porn/smut/lemon, other gross stuff

I won’t write for any ship I’m not familiar with/comfortable with

I won’t write anything with any non-canon OCs in it, sorry fam, they’re yours, not mine

Any and all tones are allowed, from teeth-rotting fluff to the angstiest of angsts

Be as specific as possible when requesting a writing prompt, just so I can make sure I’m giving you what you want (i.e. include a brief blurb of a plot you want me to tackle, or if you don’t have one in mind, a quote or a prompt works too! Heck, even just a character interaction you might want to see me take on is fine)

Lengths are negotiable, everything here is by a case by case basis 

Again, I do reserve the right to reject or accept requests based on personal reasons!

Feel free to forward any questions you may have my way! As mentioned before, please send commission requests via PM please!

Commissions will likely remain open for the next week, depending on how many I end up getting. Very excited to see what ya'll have me draw/write this time around ^_^

[forwards-beckon-rebound]

language of flowers | 100+ followers event

welcome to yen's flower shop, aka my writing event to celebrate over 100 followers! build your own bouquet by picking a theme/prompt, character, and ending and i'll write a fic based on it ft. jason todd, dick grayson, bruce wayne event status: closed

info

followers, non-followers, anons, and non-anons all welcome!

i'll start writing on the 21st of december (my last day of exams)

i primarily write angst and x gn!reader stuff

you can send your requests through my ask box

i'll be updating my event masterlist when each bouquet is taken, so you can check that to see if somebody else has already requested it!

how to request

please pick one flower, one wrapping paper colour, and one ribbon!

if you can’t decide between two or more options, you can send them to me and i’ll choose

for hearts, you can send me the emoji on its own or along with your bouquet request

send in as many bouquet requests as you’d like! pls just separate them into different asks

also send as many hearts as you’d like! i’ll add all of my replies to this post so you know which ones have been asked

example: hi, can i get a bouquet of cleomes in pink wrapping paper with a white ribbon💗💖

full list of options below!

catalogue

flower | theme/prompt

purple hyacinth | regret, asking for forgiveness daffodil | new beginnings, moving on, reconciliation cleome | elope with me (historical au!) marigold | jealousy forget-me-not | do not forget me pink carnations | i miss you, remembrance, gratitude heliotrope | i am devoted to you baby's breath | sincere love

wrapping paper | character

pink | jason todd cream | bruce wayne blue | dick grayson

bows | ending

purple | bittersweet ending pink | happy ending blue | sad ending white | surprise me

asks

this is more questions for me, because i don’t really talk about myself that much on here but in case anybody wants to hear me yap. i would love to hear about your answer to the prompts too. ie if you send me 💕, feel free to tell me about your spotify wrapped too!

🩷| wips/fic ideas 💕| about my spotify wrapped 💜| other characters, comics, games, movies, etc that i like (you can specify if you want) 💖| favourite fanfic tags/tropes 💞| writing inspiration 💘| personal perfume recs (iykyk) 💝| favourite food 💗| i’ll expose one of my pinterest boards🫣 💌| favourite books

[catcze]

#CATCZE — Writing and Edit Commissions !!

Thank you for giving me your attention! For commissions, I will be taking two kinds: writing commissions and in-game edit commissions. If you're at all interested in commissioning me for these, please proceed below ♡ If you can't commission me, then I would greatly appreciate you reblogging this post!

— Check below for availability, T&C,  prices & more !!

Current status (12/02) :

Writing Commissions: 0/3

In-game edit Commissions: 3/3

Writing Commissions

To have an idea of what my usual work is like, my masterlist can be found here !

What I write :

Genshin Impact character x reader

Genshin Impact character x original character

Honkai Star Rail character x reader

Honkai Star Rail character x original character

I will also be accepting commissions for NSFW works !

Prices & Payment:

[SFW] 

Minimum of 100 words — 1 USD / 50php

For every +100 words you would like to add to the minimum word count, that is 1 USD / 50php. So 1k words = 10 USD. 2k words = 20 USD.

[NSFW]

Minimum of 100 words — 1.5 USD / 75php

For every +100 words you would like to add to the minimum word count, that is 1.5$ / 75php. 1k words = 15 USD. 2k words = 30 USD.

Note : If you would like your explicit content to come with some sfw scenes for build up, please tell me so we can negotiate! You can indicate a minimum word count for sfw scenes, as well as a minimum word count for explicit scenes so you can save some money !!

Note 2: After the final piece is sent, the client may request minor revisions. Major revisions, depending on how much is to be changed, may cost extra.

Methods of Payment:

Payment accepted via p.aypal or gcash.

After showing the client the initial draft (minimal editing, mostly only there to get a grasp for the plot/feel of the piece, is usually only 1/2 or 2/3 of the total word count) for suggestions and corrections, 50% of the total price should be sent for me to continue. 

Full payment is required only after I have confirmed that I have completed the commission.

Terms & Conditions:

Read my rules before you commission me. All do’s and do-not’s found in there apply here. 

I will not be taking commissions from blank blogs. Ageless blogs may not commission me for explicit works. 

Please have patience if you plan to commission me. Completion time varies according to details of the commission + my own personal circumstances. Expect about 2-14 days (or more).

I can send the final work to you, or post it on my tumblr. Whichever one works for you! You may repost it wherever you want (as long as it is for non-commercial use only) but you may not remove the byline ( ‘written by Catcze’ ). If you prefer that I don’t post it to my social media, please feel free to say so!

Feel free to ask for updates, but please try not to make them too frequent! (once a day is good enough :D)

Please be open to any questions I may have! I want to make this as best as I can for you, and sometimes I may need to ask for details or clarification.

If you have any ideas, scenes, dialogue, prompts or whatever that you would like me to use as inspiration for the work, please feel free to tell me! They can be super helpful in knowing what kind of vibe you’d like ♡

If you would like to commission me, please fill out this form!

In-Game Edit Commissions

Here is an example of a full body edit (left) and a half body / profile page edit (right) !

Prices & Payment:

Full body edit — 40 USD / 2000 php (base price)

Half body / profile page edit — 30 USD / 1500 php (base price)

Note: Complex designs (wings, large horns, detailed outfits, etc.)  may cost extra. Additionally, I will not be taking commissions for characters with full body armor, furries, or anything out of my ability.

Note 2: After the final piece is sent, the client may request minor revisions. Major revisions, depending on their severity, may cost extra.

Methods of Payment:

Payment accepted via p.aypal or gcash.

After showing the client the sketch for suggestions and corrections, 50% of the total price should be sent for me to continue. 

Full payment is required only after I have confirmed that I have completed the commission.

Terms & Conditions:

I will not be taking commissions from blank blogs.

Please have patience if you plan to commission me. Completion time varies according to details of the commission + my own personal circumstances. Expect about 10-20 days (or more) after the sketch has been approved.

I will send the final work to you via discord/email when I'm done! You may repost it wherever you want (as long as it is for non-commercial use only) but you may not remove my watermark. If you prefer that I don’t post it to my social media, please feel free to say so!

Feel free to ask for updates, but please try not to make them too frequent! (once a day is good enough :D)

Please be open to any questions I may have! I want to make this as best as I can for you, and sometimes I may need to ask for details or clarification.

If you have any ideas, references, inspirations, or whatever that you would like me to use, please feel free to tell me! They can be super helpful in knowing what kind of vibe you’d like ♡

If you would like to commission me, please fill out this form!

Thank you again for the interest ! Even if you can't commission me, please feel free to support me by reblogging this post ♡

[cappulcino]

I guess this post is kind of a cry for help(?)

I love writing and have severe ADHD that has been hindering my passion for months on end now, which makes me feel profoundly depressed

I absolutely need to find the strength to write again and thought that if I shared my WIPs and fic ideas with a short explanation, and found people who would be interested in reading them, I might find that strength because, you know, accountability and all that (am I delulu?)

So here is the list so far (all titles are temporary):

Broken Souls and Apple Pies (WIP): Devil Wears Prada, Mirandy, +70k words planned, canon divergence, hurt/comfort, slow burn, idiots in love, family reunion – Miranda reunites with an unexpected element from her past thanks to Andy, that element then reunites them

The Eveningstar (WIP): The Sandman, Dreamingstar (Morpheus/Lucifer), canon non-compliant, slow burn, slight angst, exes to ennemies to lovers, family reunion – Lucifer convinces Morpheus to help them with personal matters; Morpheus discovers a secret that the Ruler of Hell has kept from him for over a century

Animi Metamorphosis (idea): Wednesday, Larissa/Shapeshifter!OC, canon-non-compliant (Larissa is alive) and post-canon, hurt/comfort, slow burn, repressed feelings, found family, self-acceptance – There is a new music teacher at Nevermore; Larissa gets a bit too involved

Redemption (WIP) with @magnoliamei: Okja, Lucy/Male!OC, canon non-compliant (Mija is replaced by an OC), family reunion, exes to ennemies to lovers

The Balancing Act (idea): Good Omens, Crowley/Aziraphale, canon divergence, slight angst, Ineffable Family – After Aziraphale returns to Heaven, Crowley discovers a celestial being apparently born from their love, a neutral force embodying balance. As Crowley navigates the challenges of single parenthood, Aziraphale’s visit to Earth leads him to reconsider his allegiance to Heaven and rekindle his feelings for Crowley

I shall take away thy heart of stone (idea): The Personal History of David Copperfield, Jane Murdstone/Maid!OC, secret relationship, escape to freedom, angst – A young maid falls in love with her stern mistress, Jane Murdstone, leading to a forbidden and hidden affair. When Jane's brother intervenes, Jane must risk everything to rescue her beloved and escape to a new life together

Apart from those, I also wanted to open my requests for people to send prompts (I suppose writing short one-shots/ficlets would also help me get back into writing).

So feel free to comment about the list or send prompts, any help is welcome!

[angbangweek]

We are happy to announce the dates for this year's Angbang week:

May 6th - May 12th

Welcome one and all to the third annual Angbang appreciation event! Whether you're a previous participant, new to either tumblr or this pairing, or simply an event enjoyer who views and shares the new content, thank you for stopping by and taking a look! This year we have chosen to begin on a Monday with new dates rather than midweek, so the date of the event itself is a little later than in previous years, but everything else stays the same. (Prompts and additional explanation/info below the cut)

We would like to greet all new and returning participants and Angbang enjoyers alike to this year's week-long chaos couple event. Feel free to save the date or even spread this around if you're interested. As usual, any and all participation is welcome! We will be accepting any and all original creations for the upcoming event - visual, written or auditory, which is including but not limited to Fanfiction, Poetry, art both traditional and digital, playlists or other musical creations, moodboards, and anything else you may come up with. So long as they're new, or as of yet unpublished, created by you and feature Angbang, we want to see them and feature them! Unless it's an entire temple. Mairon has tried it several times before, and... well, we would prefer to remain undrowned if possible.

The list of prompts for this year (which can also be found in the image description):

Day 1 - May 6th: Scars | Injuries* Day 2 - May 7th: Haste | Malice Day 3 - May 8th: Spying | Shapeshifting Day 4 - May 9th: Mountains | Iron Day 5 - May 10th: Fire | Lava Day 6 - May 11th: Order | Chaos Day 7 - May 12th: Prompt of choice from the previous weeks*

*We are aware of the nature of the first prompt. Due to this, we do ask that in addition to all relevant tags, you add the correct tag of either "scars" or "injuries" to your work on day 1 should you choose to post it, especially the latter, so that people could filter it out. We will likewise add relevant tags to works featuring these prompts so that anyone may filter it out if they so wish. *As you've noticed, this year's final "free" prompt is a bit more restrictive, and would encourage using one of the prompts from previous years, found here and here. One of them is free space, but we do encourage using one of the non-day-7 ones if you can.

Like in the previous years, we encourage you to pick whichever prompt you like better of the two offered that day (you can also wait for another day if you don't like either prompt, or combine the two if you prefer, or even make content for both prompts if you're really looking for a challenge / prefer not sleeping during the month of May, whatever you like). Once you've picked a prompt and made content for it, use the current year's Angbang Week tag, which is either #AngbangWeek2024 or #Angbang Week 2024, or tag this blog directly when posting your prompt for us to reblog it. Try not to post it before the event starts (you can queue up specific posts for specific days to help with that), do not worry about being late, and most importantly, enjoy! No need to stress yourself out over silly ship stuff.

For any additional questions, requests, or additional clarification regarding anything event-related, feel free to send an ask or a DM at anytime!

[smiley-star]

Hi! If you're up to it, how about #55 from the prompt list you posted?

I really love your writing, it's very fun to read! :)

“Whoa! I Didn’t Expect That Much of a Reaction.”

Donnie discovers Leo's instant death spot when they were tots.

Feel free to send requests from the prompt list! Anyone can request as many as they want! No limits, I love writing!⭐✨ (Also, ur writing is amazing and so cute!!)

Prompt 55 from this list!

(sfw tickling, tce$t and feti$h ppl, DNI!!)

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Donnie💜

“Oh c'mon Dee-Dee,” Leo whined, the four year old flopping dramatically over Donnie's lap.

“No,” Donnie huffed, lifting his DS higher.

“Dooonnnniiieee,” Leo complained, “C'mon! You can make the rocket and then we go to space together!”

“I'm not making a rocket,” Donnie huffed, irritated, “So stop asking!”

“Deeeeeeeeeeeeee,” Leo whined, poking at Donnie's cheek, “Please, please, please, please, ple- EEP!”

Leo jolted as Donnie set down the DS and swiped at his side, making him squirm a bit.

“You've been bothering me non-stop, you're not going anywhere!” Donnie said with an evil laugh, using one hand to keep Leo trapped across his lap and starting to scribble at his sides with the other.

“NohohohHOHOHO!” Leo giggled, squirming and kicking his legs to try and escape, “DEHEEHEEE!”

“Oh c'mon, Lee-Lee!” Donnie said evilly, skittering his fingers over Leo's tummy and making his twin shriek, “You wanted my attention!”

“DOHOHOHONIE! IHIHIT TIHIHIHIHCKLES!” Leo squealed, laughing and trying to shove away Donnie's tickly fingers.

“That's the point,” Donnie giggled, unable to help himself. Leo's laugh was so contagious.

Leo squirmed, kicking and managed to protectively cover his tummy with his hands. He gave Donnie a triumphant grin and stuck his tongue out at him, “HAH!”

Donnie glared, scribbling at Leo's ribs and making him shriek with laughter but he continued protectively covering his tummy as he squirmed and laughed.

Donnie thought for a moment, before he came up with a new idea.

He set his hand on Leo's thigh and squeezed ever so slightly.

Leo screeched.

“HAHAHAHAA! WHAHAHAHAHAT!? AHH HAHAHAHAHA!” Leo cackled, screaming with laughter and squirming, he immediately tried to grab Donnie's wrists and pry his ruthless hands away.

Donnie's eyes widened as a smirk spread across his face, “Woah! I didn't expect that much of a reaction!”

He drummed his fingers on Leo's thigh again, making him shriek loudly, laughter going up an octave.

“DOHOHOHONIE! NAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHRE!” Leo squealed, trying to frantically kick his legs away and pry Donnie's hand off.

Donnie grinned, “What, does this tickle~?” he skittered his fingers over Leo's thigh.

Leo screamed, eyes scrunched tightly shut as happy tears trickled out. His face was bright red as he squirmed and laughed hysterically.

“NAHAHAHA! DEEHEHEHE! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo begged, squealing as Donnie started kneading at his thighs.

“This is your death spot!” Donnie laughed as Leo cackled and chirped occasionally.

“NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHOHOHRE! I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T! TOOHOOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUCH- HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo screeched as Donnie kneaded and tickled at his thighs.

“Are you gonna keep asking about the rocket?”

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo squealed.

“What do you say?”

“IHIHI’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!” Leo screeched, “NOHOHOHOHOW STAHAHAHAP!”

Donnie finally stopped, laughing as Leo curled up and giggled.

“You're really ticklish, huh?”

“Nohoho!” Leo denied through giggles.

“Really?” Donnie teased, poking Leo's thigh and making him squeak.

“Mahahaybe a little bihit, “Leo giggled as Donnie yanked him up into a hug.

“You can watch me play, but no more rockets!” Donnie said firmly, picking up his DS and letting Le lay against him to watch.

While he played, he mentally noted that Leo's thighs were his death spot. He'd make sure to remember that.

💜💙💜💜💙💜

“Something on your mind, doofus?” Leo teased, snapping Donnie back to the present.

“Just remembering something,”

“What?”

Donnie jabbed Leo in the thigh, making his twin jump and shriek.

“Some things never change~.”

“DEHEHEHEE!”

✨⭐Let me know if I should make art for this one⭐✨

[madame-fear]

˗ˏˋ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍.ᐟ | 𝟐𝟑𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ˎˊ˗

Hello everyone! I’m very pleased to say that for this new followers milestone, drabbles are officially open.

I have said this many times before, but I will say it again. I sincerely can’t thank you enough for supporting & showing love to me, and all the works I do with so much effort 💗 I’m very pleased to see that you are all eager to see new content on this blog! And of course, to be constantly showered with love from my mutuals. 🥰

To celebrate that, I wanted to open drabbles since my requests (headcanons, one shots, etc) remain closed, but I still wanted to do something special.

→ check out my prompts in case you want to feel inspired to request something in particular!

˚₊‧꒰ RULES ꒱ ‧₊˚

For whatever you request, I will write 100-600 words at max; I will keep them as short as I can since they are drabbles. Please keep in mind I both study & work, so drabbles might either take some time to be published, or might not. Both fluff & smut requests are allowed! But please, be as specific as you can when requesting, so I know and can write exactly whatever you fancy. Drabbles will be open from February 14th to March 1st.

˚₊‧꒰ WHAT CAN YOU REQUEST? ꒱ ‧₊˚

I write for fluff, enemies to lovers, some AUs (specify please), friends to lovers, love triangle, slowburn, mutual pining, (reasonable) age gap. → for smut: praising kink, choking, ask for spanking, breeding kink, bondage, daddy kink, knife play, creampie, yandere/dark, morning sex, mirror sex, oral sex, breast play; feel free to ask if I write about anything else not included here. I don’t feel comfortable writing for non-con, r*pe, p*dophilia, gore, violent content.

˚₊‧꒰ WHO CAN YOU REQUEST FOR? ꒱ ‧₊˚

I write for some HOTD characters (Lucerys, Jacaerys, Rhaenyra, Aegon ii, Aemond, Helaena, Alicent), and I also write for Enzo Vogrincic. → I will also start writing for Fran Romero.

That would be everything for now! Have fun requesting drabbles! And of course, if you have any doubt at all about whatever thing, feel free to send me a message & I will gladly answer.🌹

[c-o-t-o]

Fanfic Master List

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.::･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･

These are links to stand-alone fics, or Part 1s only. If there are multiple parts to a story, you can find links to the other parts on each post.

Quickie: short excerpt

*If a post is n.sfw it will have a content warning before the story*

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.::･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･

Chainsaw Man:

-Denji x fem reader Shower Scene

-Aki x fem reader Shower Scene, Aki Arc (read part 1 of Denji's first)

-Request: Aki, Denji, Power x reader outside on a cold night

-Ask: what Aki smells like

-Request: Denji x fem reader Dinner and Dessert

-Request: Denji x male reader The Snow Storm

-Request: Denji x reader I Wanna Taste

-Request: Denji x male reader The Onsen Incident

-Request: Denji x fem reader Don't Make A Mess

Final Fantasy 7:

-Zack and Cloud's idea of a date

-Ask: Zack and Cloud getting jealous

Somnium Files:

-Request: Date x Ryuki drinking/tipsy together, Psyncin' in the Rain

Persona 5:

-Akira x Akechi Akira dreams of Akechi

Love and Deepspace

-Xavier x fem reader, Veiled Whispers

-Zayne x fem reader, Veiled Whispers

-Ask: what are the guys like drunk and intimate

-Ask: Zayne after 2 glasses of wine

-Zayne x reader quickie

-Sylus x reader quickie

-Ask: Sylus and Xavier fighting over you

-Sylus x fem reader, The Choice Is Yours

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.::･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･

Requests and commissions:

(Fluff & n.sfw prompt lists here)

Please feel free to send fic requests! If they're characters I'm comfortable writing about (as long as I know enough about them), I can do that! Send me ideas, please!! I'm comfortable writing character x character, character x female or male reader, character x non specific gender reader (I will try my best for this one!).

You can also message me with commission requests, and we can work out pricing depending on what you're looking for.

Tip me here so I can afford a little treat and keep myself sane 💜

[muffinsin]

Welcome to my blog

My profile picture has been created by the talented @zeleneagle , it can also be found on their page. I recommend checking out their #myart tag

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝔀

Masterlists

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Smoke and Mirrors Overview found here

Collections found here

This is a NSFW blog for the most part, so l ask minors not to interact. Even some fluff posts could have mention of NSFW content in them!

New: tips🥳 Loving my work and looking to support the author? Right here-> https://ko-fi.com/muffinsin

The inbox is full. No requests are taken in right now :) slower posts due to a lot going on at work

Current requests in inbox: 15

I'll do my best to keep this updated;

Open

Open, but rather full- requests will take longer to be posted

Closed

𝓕𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝔀:

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The main focus of this blog;

Resident Evil Village, the Dimitrescu sisters

Other Characters and Fandoms I’ll occasionally write for:

Resident Evil:

Donna Beneviento, Jill Valentine

There are some works dedicated to Alcina Dimitrescu that I’ve written :) they’re found in my Masterlists, though I don’t take requests for her at this time

Baldur’s Gate 3:

Orin the Red, others are unspecified at this moment

Far Cry 5

Faith Seed, female or gender neutral deputies/reader only

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Requesting/Sending Prompts

Find a list of kinks I will and won’t write HERE :)

I will not write incest, age play or about underage characters, and will not portray non-consensual actions in any positive light

I don’t take prompts for Characters I don’t write for

But I’ll sometimes write a character in addition to one I write for

Eg: Cassandra Dimitrescu & Ashley (re4)

I ask you to be patient, writing a prompt out can take a while :)🙌

Feel free to remind me, though usually prompts just take a while due to the other requests in my inbox :)

I write for gender neutral or female readers only

Please send prompts per the inbox, otherwise I tend to forget about them

Check the inbox status to see whether I’m currently taking requests. This status can be found at the top of this post. Should the inbox be open and I am NOT taking requests and you send one in anyway, it will either be deleted by me or I will answer it very shortly without getting into it. If I spend days writing out prompts, you can take a minute to check the inbox status🙇‍♀️!

Blog, Blog Rules

Harassment will not be tolerated

Whether pointed towards me or anons. I won’t let this platform be used to spread hate. This includes racism, homophobia, bullying, etc.!

My DMs are open to all who want to chat or need help

Though, I usually don’t publicly answer inbox vents as this isn’t a venting blog. Vent on my DMs should you need it, though. Equally I don’t allow self promotion on this blog thru the inbox. If I really like an account or post, I’ll promote it :)! Again though, my DMs are open for such things

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There’s actually an anon list of this blog! There you find a listing of all anons and their hashtags, letting you go through their submitted inbox prompts. It can be found

HERE and HERE

As well as below the Masterlists at the Masterlist Overview!🙌

Should you be interested about me, there’s a post on my person available

HERE

My profile picture has been made by the talented @zeleneagle

Banners, pictures & co are not created by me unless stated otherwise or sporting my username. The ones adorning my recent posts are made by me using already existing pictures.

My biggest motivators are my girlfriend and some of my moots/friends/followers/anons that I won’t name here for privacy purposes :)!

This blog has been created around December 2023

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I’m generally up for collabs, if anyone wants to approach me regarding one :)!

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stubborn kiss - jamie ♡

a/n: originally an oc fic ive repurposed into a reader insert cuz why not! i really do want to bring this account back so just a quick cut n dry non-proofread fic. :) feel free to send me requests/prompts, im also open to do nsfw drabbles now! especially for sf6 because its what i currently like. :P

this is my very different outlandish interpretation of how jamie shouldve reacted to the bao bro sticker grrrr side note.. u r jamie’s first kiss in this :3

Jamie is always mean to you. Of course he never means it, at least you don’t think he does— but for the most part, he treats you like.. a stray dog that just keeps coming back for more treats.

You’re determined, incessant, often headstrong. You reflect Luke’s fighting style— and personality, even. It’s jarring for him to see you.

But he can’t keep his mind off of you either. When you’re back at it again, climbing up to the rooftop, out of breath, he’ll notice more wounds on you. New ones that he’ll take note of. Small bruises, cuts, or scrapes from previous battles. From roughing up all those box-headed ruffians in the slums of Hong Hu Lu.

Jamie likes to check out every inch of your body that way, eyeing your curves, or the shape of your face— sometimes even small insignificant things, like the wrinkles on your face when you smile after every new move he teaches you.

“Here you are again.” Jamie rolls his eyes. He looks expectant of you, waiting for those same questions about his drunken fists to pop up again— but instead, you extend your hand out to reveal a vinyl sticker of the iconic Bao Bro mascot. It’s a niche gift, and to think you’d ever give him a gift of all things? He starts to feel a little flustered at the act. There’s an obvious flush on his face that doesn’t seem to be caused from drinking for once.

“You’re so..” he clears his throat, “Ridiculous.”

“You don’t like it?” you look confused, a genuine expression of sadness threatens to curve on the corners of your lips, “I mean, if you tell me what you like I could buy something different next time..!” you offer, “I dunno about now though, I’m short on zenny—“ you show a look of embarrassment. Weaving through your wallet for any sort of coins left, to no avail.

“Okay! Okay, I get it! Sheesh.” he bites the tip of his thumb, looking away from you with a certain thought on his mind. Jamie’s face grows redder by the minute and it’s obvious he’s thinking of what to say to you.

“You’re just.. too sweet. Damn you.” he says. It makes him feel awkward. You make him feel awkward! God, he was doomed, “You’re making me feel like I should start buying you gifts now.”

“What? No. You don’t have to do that. You’re already working to train me, isn’t that enough?” you’re a bit puzzled by him. It felt like Jamie was holding back some sort of unbridled rage or new insult to hurl at you with the way he seemed so taken aback by a sticker.

“It doesn’t even warrant you to be spending money on me.” he tried to reason, but you’re very insistent on it all. Jamie knows you’re just about as stubborn as a bull. So he takes a deep breath, looking you in the eye, stern, “Seriously. Bro. What the hell should I do for you to return the favor? Don’t say something dumb like— “training me” either, alright?”

You’re feeling put on the spot right now. Jamie’s seriousness is pressuring you, he leans forward with his hands on his hips, lazily resting his hip on one leg.

You have to work yourself up to say this. It’s a crazy, impulsive and solely self-indulgent request and it’s the only one you could think of.

“..A little kiss?” you ask, you’re voice grows quiet, coy in stance.

Jamie is hesitant. His face only a mere inches away from yours, it’s all a staring contest until he suddenly grips his hands to both sides of your face, squeezing your cheeks so hard it forces your lips to pucker. Slowly, he leans in for an awkward kiss. Firmly planting his face against yours.

It’s uncomfortable and Jamie is seemingly inexperienced with the way he has his eyes squeezed painfully shut— sweat running down his forehead with the tips of your noses mashed together, making this whole thing seem comical when it shouldn’t.

He’s unsure of when to let go of you until the deafening silence starts to get to him and you hold his shoulders. He’s quick to pull away from the “kiss”.

Jamie crosses his arms and looks away from you, you’re a bit shocked for the moment, almost just as flustered as he is— stuck to the fact that he did it with very little hesitation, considering how he usually treats you.

“There.” Jamie pouts, “You got your kiss. Happy? Now, uh, you can stop.. wastin’ your money on me.” the same awkward flush of embarrassment he had before stays even after.

“Thank you.. teacher!” you exclaim, flapping your hands excitedly, bouncing up slightly, you’re giddy. Geeking out as if you’re a fan of a celebrity— Jamie just wishes you would leave him alone now. His unconscious crush on you continuing to egg on as he feels almost accomplished for kissing you, you seemed not to complain about it either.

He adores you, he would never tell you that straight-up. He’ll deny it as much as he can— but he has a genuine soft spot for you.