#and that he also gets good pay and respect for

[peanutpinet]

Biased - Sylus x Innocent Fem Reader (Under My Care Pt. 2)

Request: Can we have a part 2 where Innocent MC accidentally interrupting a meeting because she was exited about something and really wanted to tell Sylus? ( It can be simply as she got him a special crow plush or she won something but Sylus and the twins forgot to tell her about the meeting?)

A/N: some have been requesting a pt. 2 of Under My Care and one of you made a specific request about it. Just a lil fluff I decided to post for those who are looking for more Sylus fluff. I hope that this fic brightens up your day 🥰

Disclaimer: I do not own the images nor the characters or you (the MC). All images were taken from Pinterest and credit goes to the image's respective owners.

Warnings: fluff, slightly aggressive Sylus (not towards you, his men lmao), possessive and protective Slyus (not in a bad way)

After months of dating Sylus, he finally brought you to his penthouse at the N109 zone. Ever since the night when some of Sylus’ business partners barged into your dinner date, Sylus has shared more secrets of himself with you. But to Sylus’ surprise, you weren’t scared of him. You weren’t scared at the fact that he was the leader of a notorious bad group of people, the number one most wanted person in the N109 zone, the man who everyone practically feared.

Because to you, he’s just Sylus. He’s your first boyfriend and the first ever person to accept you for who you are. To not push your boundaries and be willing to do whatever it is that you enjoy. Knowing that you didn’t care about his title, money, or status made Sylus love you even more.

He would occasionally take you to his penthouse to stay over the weekend before bringing you back to Linkon, where you worked at a local bakery. He would also send you gifts and souvenirs whenever he was travelling. No matter where he was, or what time it was, Sylus would always be there whenever you needed him.

You suddenly got your period and want to cuddle with him? During your phone call, Sylus had teleported himself outside of your room. You wanted to visit a certain country? Sylus would immediately prepare his private jet and take you there, buying you all the things that your eyes lingered on. You want to try new hobbies? Sylus would pay for your lessons. All he asked is for you to stay by him which you had always done since the beginning.

This week, you had the whole week off and decided to stay with Sylus for the whole week which Sylus would tease about is; saying it was practice for when you two get married and settle down together. Despite your good baking and cooking skills, Sylus would still do most of the cooking. As for housework, you tried to be sneaky and do it while Sylus was in a meeting or something but Sylus would always know. He had Mephisto keep an eye on you and when he saw the chance, Sylus would immediately teleport behind you, wrapping his large hands around your waist, having a playful debate before finally coming to a middle ground and doing the housework together.

Today, however, you were determined to impress Sylus. You told Sylus that you wanted to head into town for a moment just to go to the grocery shop. But when you didn’t see him anywhere, you thought that this was the perfect chance to actually surprise him. But first, you tried to find Mephisto because you knew that even if you couldn’t find Sylus, he would always remind you to either text him or at least bring Mephisto with you.

Once you found Mephisto, you invited the mechanical bird who has taken a liking in you and texted Sylus before heading to the nearby grocery shop. You walked to the grocery store with Mephisto sitting on your shoulder, accompanying you as you stroll through the aisle, putting fresh produce, several baking materials, and snacks in your shopping cart.

After paying for the groceries with Sylus’ card; because the man hid your wallet whenever you came to visit him and would always put one of his cards in your wallet. You and Mephisto walked back to the penthouse where you started to prepare a feast for Sylus and the twins, Luke and Kieran.

Aside from Mephisto, you also bonded with the twins, Luke and Kieran, very well. They would often accompany you if Sylus were to have a sudden meeting or if you were bored but the twins were free and it ended up with the three of you playing kitty cards.

But again, today, it was just you and Mephisto. Even though the mechanical bird couldn’t talk, you kept on talking with it and even asked him to help take some ingredients for you as you cooked while you wait for your baked goods in the oven.

You decided to make some of Sylus’ favourite food which were braised beef with a side dish of sauteed vegetables along with some baked good which were brownies and chocolate chip cookies.

Once both the food you cooked and baked goods were done, you decided to plate them neatly and decided to search for Sylus in the penthouse because you know that when Sylus was out, he would always text you but because he didn’t, you were certain he was still in the penthouse.

After sometime, you finally heard Sylus’ voice, excitement surged through you as you barged into the room without thinking, expressing your happiness for making Sylus’ favourite food and some sweet treats for him and the twins.

“Sy, Luke, Kieran, I made lunch and some sweet and…” you exclaimed but didn’t even get to finish as you saw the situation in the room

Sylus was sitting in his chair with Luke and Kieran standing to either side of him, the entire room was filled with men who all wore black just like Luke and Kieran were. They didn’t looked like bodyguards, some were older than others, and you could tell that they were in an important meeting which reminded you of the time where Sylus’ business partner first barged in during your dinner date.

As if Sylus was able to read your mind without his aether core, Sylus immediately called out to you before anyone else could speak of something. “Hi sweetie, c’mere. Show me what you made for me and the twins, hmm?”

Sylus could sense your uncertainty with being watched by everyone in the room whom you didn’t know and honestly it was getting on his nerves because he could see how some of the men were eyeing you like you were a sweet treat.

“If any of you eye her or think about her in any way that displeases me, I’ll have to have an additional talk with you all. Personally” Sylus threatened as he motioned you to come closer to him. “It’s okay sweetie, come here”

You then started to walk cautiously towards Sylus who welcomed you with open arms and helped you sit on his lap as you held the lunch you made for him and the twins. “It’s okay sweetie, you weren’t disturbing anything too serious, hmm” Sylus gently held your chin between his fingers, rubbing it lovingly

You tried your best to seem like you’re okay and nodded towards Sylus who still wasn’t convinced but he didn’t want to push you too far. “Okay, sweetie. Let me wrap up this meeting real quick for you, yeah?”

Sylus kissed the top of your head before letting you lean on his broad chest as he quickly wrapped up the meeting which has gone for over half of the day. By the end of the meeting, Sylus managed to scare everyone in the room except the twins and you who immediately scurried out of the meeting room, not even daring to see Sylus’ eyes or look at you at all.

By the time everyone left, it was just you, Sylus, and the twins in the room. “So, what did you make for us, sweetie?”

Before you could show Sylus, the twins spoke up, apologising for not remembering to tell me that Sylus had a meeting. “We’re sorry boss and miss. We forgot to tell you about the meeting”

You looked at the twins and back at Sylus, worried that the twins were going to get scolded for forgetting but to your surprise, Sylus seemed unfazed and he dismissed the twins’ apology. “It happens. We were all busy. You both were with me during the meeting. I’m not mad that you both forgot or that (y/n) here suddenly came in. I’m more pissed that those fuckers had the audacity to look at her the way they did just now”

“Y-you’re not angry I, I suddenly came into your meeting?” you asked quietly and Sylus looked at you with a smirk, his eyes seemed to be hypnotised by the sight of you looking ever so small in his lap

“How could I ever be angry at you, sweetie? In fact, I much rather you interrupt any boring meeting I have and even accompany me if you’d like. I always love you being close to me and even sit on my lap like this” Sylus smirked, kissing the side of your temple

“You’re so biased, sy. What would your business partners or other men think?” you giggled as Sylus smiled and littered your face with kisses

“Let them see that I’m biased because nothing else matters” Sylus smiled, hugging you closer

“Alright miss, why don’t you just hand us our portion of food you prepared so we can leave the two of you alone” Luke stated making everyone in the room laugh

A/N: if you have any specific requests for Sylus do send me a request or message so I can refer back easily. Thank you for reading and have a great day :) xoxo peanutpinet

[sweetbunpura]

Rollo and the Heartsbuyl steps out of Daydreamers dorm.

ROUND 3!

Round 1 - Round 2

"Well, that was....eventful." Riddle sighed as Cater works on calming Trey down. "My apologies for not being able to find her, Rollo-san."

Rollo shakes his head. "It's not your fault, at least we were given a clue to where she might be next."

"No luck?" Both turn to Jack as he approaches them.

Before Riddle has a chance to answer, Ace interrupted.

"Dude. The dorm in there was nuts." He said. "We didn't find her, but their leader and vice are weird as hell."

"Ace." Riddle scowls. "Be respectful."

"That Hatley guy sure wasn't!"

"Ace."

"Did they say where she was was?" Vil chimed in before Ace could get himself into further trouble.

"Some dorm called, uh, Jungleheart." Deuce spoke.

A low growl came from Leona as he pushed himself off the stone pillar on the edge of the room.

"Great..." His ears flattened as he headed for one of the archways that had an emblem of lion head roaring above it. "Come on, before I regret this. You two, Jack, Ruggie."

They let Leona lead the way as they stepped through the arch way. The sound of birds calling above them filled Rollo's ears as the ground shifted into foliage that covered the floor. Leona scratched behind his head and sighed.

"Welcome to Jungleheart."

Before them stood a lush jungle as cries of animals added to the ambience of the dorm. Ruggie let out a low whistle as they ventured further in.

"Look at this place. It's putting Savanaclaw to shame, almost." Ruggie added in as Leona shot him a mild glare.

"The heat's not bothering you, is it?" Rollo spoke to Jack, making sure to keep his low.

Jack blinked before shaking his head. "It's the same as it is in Savanaclaw, so I'm fine. Thank you...for asking."

Rollo gave a small nod as Leona halted the group outside the base of a large cluster of trees. Ruggie, Rollo, and Jack looked up with wide eyes at the dorm rooms built inside of the massive trees. They could see some of the dorm members moving above using the canopy bridges.

"She better be in here, I don't want to stay any longer than I should." Leona's tail flicked in irritation.

"Do we go inside or-"

"Halt right there, villains!"

"Nevermind...."

Their heads turned to see a fair skinned blond haired horse beastman walking towards them. His body language reminded Rollo of Sebek as he stopped a few inches away from them.

"And what make you think you can just invade our dorm and our sacred school?"

Oh, so this was just Sebek 2.0.

Leona crossed his arms. "We're not here for you, Pine. Where's Sissel? He's got someone of ours."

"And what do you want with him?" Pine crossed his arms. "You hardly ever pay your cousin any mind, so why now?"

"Listen, is he here or not?" Leona growled as he picked his tail.

Pine narrowed his eyes as his own tail flicked. "You won't win, Kingscholar."

"Pine, are you starting fighting again?" A voice came up behind the horse beastman. "Can you calm- Leona?"

All eyes focused on the lion beastman as he moved around Pine. He looked almost like a mirror image of Leona, apart from his darker skin tone and darker brown hair. His eyes were a softer yellow and there was also a scar across the same eye Leona has his on.

"I-it's good to see you." He spoke, suddenly growing nervous. "How have you been?"

"I've been fine, Sissel." Leona nearly rolled his eyes. "Call off your lapdog and tell him we didn't come here to start a fight."

"Pine, could you?" Sissel placed a hand on the man's arm and after a few moments, he hesitatingly stepped back. "Okay, what do you need?"

"You had a girl here earlier." Jack spoke before Leona did. "Her name is Yuu and we're looking for her."

"She was kidnapped." Rollo added in with a glare as he hid his frowning mouth with his handkerchief. "From our school, might I add."

"Yuu?" Sissel tilted his head as his ears flicked. "Oh yeah, she was here earlier with Neige and Chen'ya."

"Was?" Ruggie huffed. "Where is she then?"

"Neige had to return to Nevemela, but Chen'ya took her to Aqualetta." Pine answered.

The NRC group gave mild sounding groans at that revelation.

"Sevens..." Leona grumbled. "Well thanks for that." He turned on his heel. "C'mon, we're leaving."

"Hold it!" Pine said. "If you think I'm going to let you walk around unsupervised-"

"Pine, please. They're just here for their friend." Sissel interrupted and sighed. "They wouldn't be here if those two didn't cause this. I hope you're able to find her soon."

"Mmmh." Leona directed them out of the dorm before turning to look over his shoulder. "Thanks for that, Sissel."

"You're welcome, Leona."

[twstfanblog]

As Yuu's better adopted father figure, how does Crewel feel about their dates? Especially with the overblots... I feel like he'd be judging their taste in men. (And in friends. Floyd Leech????? Their best friend???)

Also how does Grandpa Trein feel. Is he scandalised by the fact Yuu didn't even know their first boyfriend's name for like a full year.

Crewel isn't even aware she's dating anyone for the longest time. 😅

Neither is Trein. They both respect their students' privacy (You couldn't pay them to care about all of the relationship drama on this campus (Thats a lie, Crewel is still peak mean girl energy in his early 30s)). They aren't that involved in Yuu's personal life past the impacts they make on it for the longest time.

Crewel would judge whoever Yuu picked even if they were an actual good person. He'd think they were boring, nothing would ever be good enough for his pup.

It was saved as a fun little reveal of the end of the period saga. But Crewel only learns Yuu's both sexually active and NOT ON BIRTH CONTROL after her period is over. Yuu is grounded for another 2 weeks.

Now, the way they feel about each of Yuu's boyfriends.

JAMIL

Crewel: He supposes his pup could do worse...much worse, some of the kids in this school are a shit show. Knows that Jamil is responsible and respectful (as far as he knows).

Trein: Thinks Jamil is a respectable young man. Thinks he could apply himself more but other than that he doesn't have any issues with Jamil other than the concern about his overblot.

AZUL

Crewel: Really? One of the fish? Well, he's not one to yuck someone's yum. He'll just...squint. knows Azul blackmails Crowley so he can only think that he and Yuu make a good pairing since they're both manipulative little shits.

Trein: ....At least it wasn't one of the Leech twins. Azul is a very well-accomplished gentleman...he's also an overachieving brown noser who's been blackmailing the headmaster since he started going to this school. He's concerned about a possible power dynamic, but seeing how they interact he's now worried about Azul.

MALLEUS

Crewel: HOW THE FUCK DID HIS PUP PULL DRACONIA???? Trying to understand how his pup could pull literal royalty and how she's already engaged and planning a baby. What do you MEAN you started dating two months into the school year? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T KNOW HIS NAME UNTIL FEBRUARY???

Trein: Has to take a shot, literally just grabs Crewel's scotch and takes a swig. What the hell do you mean you're dating the crown prince of the fae? How did you get engaged? Did Crewel agree to this? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T TELL ANYONE????

[hoe4hotchner]

Pieces of the past | [A.H]

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!Reader | WC: 1.2k  | CW: This is very angsty (and kind of triggering to me at least), reminiscing of childhood, centered around the memories you have of a dead relative, specifically your granddad, mentions of a funeral, mention of undisclosed illness. I mention the word church once.| Summary: Looking at old pictures from your childhood, which makes memories resurface, some better than other.

A/N: This is a very personal fic to me, and I wrote it weeks ago when it would've been my grandad's 80th birthday. I hope you guys will take good care of it --> Also the stories told about the grandad in these are half real and half made up for the sake of the story ❤️

You set the heavy grocery bag on the kitchen table with a sigh, the crinkling of paper breaking the stillness of the apartment. You’d just returned from your mom's house, and what was supposed to be a quick stop had quickly turned into a nostalgic trip down memory lane. The bag was filled with old photographs, ones she had kept in the basement - forgotten over time, ones you hadn’t seen in years. Mostly, they were from your childhood, while others were from before you were born - holidays, birthdays, anniversaries, and weddings - but the ones that hit the hardest were the ones of your grandad.

He had passed when you were still young, but the memories you had of him were vivid, and cherished, and every now and then, those memories resurfaced like the pictures you now held in your hands.

You started spreading them across the dinner table, sorting through the faded snapshots, organizing them by event. There was one of you, maybe 3 years old, sitting in a four-wheeled wagon, your grandad pulling you around the garden, both of your faces were lit with massive smiles - You could tell it was winter from your massive red puffer jacket, it looked way too big for a toddler, but it looked warm. Another one had him holding your hand while walking through the park, his old, weathered jacket wrapped tightly around him, you could tell he was already sick there, knowing that not long after that trip, he had passed.

The further you sorted, the heavier the ache in your chest grew. It wasn’t sadness, really - it was more of an emptiness, a longing for those quiet, comfortable moments you could never get back, a longing, wondering how he would've reacted to your life choices, how different life might have looked if he had still been around.

You picked up a photograph that felt heavier than the rest, your breath hitching as you recognized the scene captured within the frame. It was a solemn day, the sky gray as friends and family gathered to pay their respects. Your grandad’s casket, draped in a simple white and wooden veneer, stood surrounded by flowers, red roses to be exact - they were always his favorite - each bloom a testament to the love he had shared throughout his life. In the image, you could see yourself, a small figure in a white dress - it was the same one you would wear when your grandmother remarried 2 years later - holding tightly to your mother’s hand, her fingers trembling in yours. Tears glistened in your eyes as you remembered the heaviness in your heart that day, you were sure you hadn't really understood what was going on around you. The ache of loss was suffocating, knowing he had touched so many lives. You blinked hard, wishing to erase that moment from your mind, but it lingered like a ghost, haunting the edges of your memories.

By the time Hotch returned home, you were sitting in the middle of a sea of photographs, some placed in neat piles, others scattered haphazardly, the memories tangled with your emotions. You didn’t hear the door open or the sound of his briefcase hitting the floor. It wasn’t until you felt his presence that you realized he was home.

“Hey,” his voice was soft, and when you looked up at him, he already knew. He didn’t need to ask.

“Hey,” you murmured back, trying to summon a small smile but failing. Your eyes dropped back to the picture in your hand, a shot of your grandad, dressed in his Sunday best at his 25th wedding anniversary with your grandmother, his kind eyes twinkling with the same warmth you always remembered.

Hotch’s gaze followed yours to the table, his brow furrowing slightly as he took in the scene. He walked over without a word and sat beside you, his presence solid and comforting, even in the silence.

You leaned into him a little, letting your head rest against his shoulder. “I went to mom’s today, and she gave me all of these,” you explained quietly, gesturing toward the photographs. “I wasn’t expecting to… I don’t know, feel this way.”

Hotch slipped an arm around you, grounding you without interrupting your thoughts.

Your thumb brushed the edge of the photo in your hand, the texture familiar, like you had held it a hundred times before. “That’s me and my grandad,” you said softly. “I miss him. He always knew how to make things feel better, you know?”

Hotch nodded, his eyes on the photograph now, though he stayed silent, giving you space to share whatever you needed.

“I remember when this picture was taken. It was a summer afternoon. We’d just come back from the park, and I had scraped my knee running after the dog.” You smiled faintly, the memory so vivid it was almost like stepping back in time. “I was crying so much, and he just scooped me up like it was nothing, sat me on his knee, and blew all the pain away he said. It worked, of course.”

Hotch's thumb traced soft circles on your arm, a quiet comfort that encouraged you to keep going.

You picked up another photo, this one of your grandad during the last Christmas you got to spend with him. “This was the last Christmas, I never knew he was as sick as he was,” you murmured, your voice catching slightly. “He loved hosting everyone, their house was always open, whether it be people from church or his patients at work, always pretending like it wasn’t a big deal, he was so proud of it.”

The lump in your throat grew, but you didn’t stop. You wanted to keep talking, wanted to share these pieces of yourself and your grandad with Hotch.

“He taught me so much, not just the little things, but how to… how to love and care for people. I guess I’ve been thinking a lot about him today. He would’ve liked you a lot, Aaron,” you added, turning your head slightly to glance at him.

Hotch’s eyes softened, his hand resting on your back as he gave you a gentle squeeze. “I would’ve liked to have met him,” he said quietly, his voice was low and soothing.

You nodded, feeling the familiar weight of longing settling in your chest again. But being here, with Hotch beside you, made it a little easier to bear. His quiet understanding, the way he didn’t try to fill the silence with meaningless words to coax you into being happy - it was exactly what you needed.

For the next hour, you kept sorting through the photos, talking when the memories felt too strong to hold back, and simply resting when the words wouldn’t come. Hotch stayed right there with you, listening, holding you, and occasionally picking up a picture to ask about it, his voice always gentle, never rushing or forcing information out of you.

It wasn’t until the last photograph was placed on the table that you finally exhaled, feeling a little lighter, even though the ache was still there. You leaned into Hotch’s warmth, your head on his shoulder again.

“Thank you,” you whispered, closing your eyes.

Hotch pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. “Always.”

And in that quiet moment, you realized that while you couldn’t go back to those days with your grandad, the love and memories he left behind would always be a part of you - and now, they were something you could share with the person sitting beside you.

[starlight-archer]

i’d really appreciate a hurt/comfort payneland fic with cuddling on the couch or possibly a fic where they fuck with election ballots bc they’re ghosts and get kamala elected instead 😭 it’s been something i’ve been thinking of since before the results were out and i just think it’s be silly. thanks in advance for considering!

Here it is! Charles and Edwin enlist some American ghosts to fuck with the ballots and then cuddle! I hope you enjoy and that this lifts your spirits a bit!!

"Phew!" Charles tumbled back through the mirror, panting, Edwin not too far behind him, hands clinging to the sides of his jacket from behind. "That was a bit close for comfort, wasn't it?"

They had almost been caught, but had managed to slip away before things could get hairy. They had also made sure that their actions couldn't be tracked back to them.

"Charles, that might be the most egregious understatement that I have ever heard from you." Edwin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Honestly, he was still shaken from the whole experience. They didn't often pay heed to foreign politics, let alone the politics of the living, but this had been necessary. There had been no way that either if them could sit still when they had caught wind of what was about to happen.

Sitting through Brexit and the Tory reign in England had been bad enough, goodness knows things were still pretty cocked up even without them in power (big messes to clear up and all that). But, sitting through a second Trump presidency when the only reason for it was some miserable concoction of sexism, racism, queerphobia, and thousands of people just refusing to vote?

Unconscionable.

Sure, what they had done was definitely illegal (oh it was so, so illegal), and probably questionable on some level, but it was clear as day that the pros of such a venture far, far outweighed the cons. If anything, this absolutely counted as a good deed.

Even if it did break some pretty strict rules about the dead tampering with the affairs of the living.

They would simply have to be on their best behaviour from now on.

It would be fine.

And what had they done exactly?

They had mirror hopped over to the US and simply enlisted some willing participants to fill in all of the blank ballots with votes. By the time they were done, it was just enough to tip the scales in a less devastatingly horrifying direction.

It was for the American citizens that would be thrust into suffering because of that awful man and his depraved followers, it was for the minorities from various walks of life who would face the potential of having to fear for their lives, due to the inciting of violence by emboldened right-wing extremists. For the people who were hated unduly, just for daring to exist.

And it was daring. It was an act of bravery and courage that deserved respect.

Both Charles and Edwin had lived through times where being different could get you killed. Existing had been illegal, frowned upon, hidden behind closed doors, punished with torture masquerading as therapy, shunned, and erased from the history books.

Never again.

Never like that.

Why did history always have the nastiest habit of repeating itself? Over and over and over again. Maybe hell was empty.

But they had done it, done what they had impulsively set out to to and they had succeeded. It was almost surreal.

And, perhaps most importantly, they hadn't done it alone.

They had gone to each state one by one and contacted as many ghosts as they could, gathering all those who had been unable to vote, who had their voices stolen from them, and for each ballot that was left blank, the ghost of an American citizen fought for the people they had been forced to leave behind.

A great deal of them had even moved on afterwards.

"Come on, mate. It's alright, it's over." Charles' warm voice cut through the noise in Edwin's mind. "Come and sit."

Charles put his hands over Edwin's (which were still situated at his waist, balled up in the fabric of his jacket). Gently, he eased his grip and moved to link their fingers together as he faced his best friend.

Immediately, a large amount of the tension drained from Edwin's body. It was as though a weight that had previously been crushing him, had life away from his shoulders in an instant. It had been a lot, but it was done and it was going to be okay.

He allowed Charles to lead him over to their little sofa by the wall. It was a familiar position, sitting side by side, hands joined in an act of mutual comfort and reassurance.

Neither of them said anything for a long while. They didn't really need to.

Charles leaned back against the sofa and wrapped an arm around Edwin, pulling him closer until his head was resting on Charles' shoulder. He didn't hesitate to run his fingers through Edwin's soft, dark hair.

He revelled for a moment, in his ability to express such affection. It was something so simple and yet, until they had left Port Townsend, it had been shut behind this unspoken boundary that neither of them had dared to cross.

They did a lot of things now that they hadn't dared to before, and far more things that they had already done, but that had the context rearranged.

It was kind of magical; being together in this new way. It almost felt like something that had been fated, something foretold, painted in the stars and woven into the fabric of every reality.

And yet, it felt so normal, so simple. It was like they were created to be a matched set, despite being from different eras in time. Like salt and pepper shakers, or a pair of shoes. Sure, maybe you could have one without the other but it was always preferable to have both.

Charles was prompted to recall the time when Crystal had compared them to one of her Internet jokes: "bonded pair, do not separate." or "items frequently bought together".

Despite falling easily into the romantic side of their developing relationship, it still surprised him a little bit when Edwin shifted to wrap his arms around him. If only he could go back and tell his past self that things could truly be this good, this sweet, this wonderful.

Charles used to question his goodness, used to fear becoming like the people who hurt him. But, with Edwin next to him, he couldn't find any shadow of fear or doubt left in his heart.

[actuallysaiyan]

Menage A Trois(Retsu Unohana x Fem!Reader x Kenpachi Zaraki)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, threesome, vaginal fingering, bodily fluids(squirting and cum), power dynamics, Retsu is calling the shots, slight mommy kink if you squint, breast/nipple play, pet names(good/bad boy, good girl), just a whole mess of sex and threesome goodness word count: 1.9k pairings: Retsu Unohana x Fem!Reader x Kenpachi Zaraki a/n: this has been in the works(aka I've been daydreaming this) since THAT episode of Bleach TYBW, and this is thanks for @yeowangies that it exists cause I think she helped gas me up enough to write it.

dividers: @adornedwithlight

taglist:  @cherryblossombankai, @Misty-angerose, @yeowangies,  @felixmr, @thissaintjessi, @kenpachisbrat @pixelcafe-network.

You’re not sure how you ended up being the little plaything to not only Captain Zaraki but also Captain Unohana. It’s sort of a mystery considering you don’t think you’re anywhere near the strongest nor the smartest, but you caught the attention of that pair. And while you usually spend a lot of time with Captain Zaraki as he has a voracious appetite, tonight Captain Unohana requested the both of you in her chambers. You know better than to refuse this request.

The last time the three of you were together, you needed a few days rest from the immense bliss and pleasure you were subjected to. You figure it’ll probably be something similar this time, and you have no complaints at all.

When you get to her chambers, you find Captain Zaraki there. He smirks at you, towering over you like he always does. He eagerly takes you into his arms, kissing you and caressing your body. You love the way he’s always kissing you like he could never get enough of you. Kenpachi is very hungry for you.

Retsu walks in, frowning a little when she sees how Kenpachi has basically attacked you with kisses. She clears her throat and he jumps away from you. You notice how Zaraki seems to only really respect her. You look at her with curiosity before she points at him.

“Didn’t I tell you to get on the bed with your clothes off? You aren’t supposed to be pawing her as soon as she walks in the door.” Retsu commands.

Kenpachi rolls his eyes, “I don’t need you to tell me what to do, woman!” You notice the obvious bulge in his pants growing even bigger now.

He gets on the bed, taking off his clothes and folding them in a haphazard pile. Then he lays down, showcasing that gorgeous body you’ve come to love. Retsu comes over and she begins to massage your shoulders. She leans in close to you, you can feel her warm breath on your neck.

“He’s still a brute with how he handles his sex drive,” she whispers in your ear. “But we can teach him a lesson.”

She ushers you over to the bed. Captain Unohana knows how to set the scene. She’s gentle with you, but a little more firm with Zaraki. She then begins to undress you in front of him, narrowing her eyes whenever he tries to get off the bed to touch you.

“What did I tell you, Zaraki? You have to pay attention to my commands.” She scolds him.

He’s growing more and more impatient with every bit of clothing she takes off of you. He begins to stroke his cock, getting himself even harder than before. Retsu laughs softly and she leans back in to whisper in your ear.

“Look what you do to him.” She says, making you shiver. Her hands are on your body, groping and kneading the tender flesh. “You make him hard like some horny boy who’s never had sex.”

This is when she pushes you onto the bed gently. She commands you to lay down on his chest on your back. Kenpachi grunts when he feels your soft, warm body pressed up against his. He can feel your warmth radiating off of you, dripping deep down into his soul. Then he reaches up to begin kneading your breasts. He begins to hump you a little. His cock presses against your plush ass.

“Did I say you could touch her?” Once again, Unohana is on his case.

Kenpachi growls, “I don’t need to be fucking told to touch her!” But you can tell this is turning him on.

Retsu gets on the bed with both of you. She looks at where Kenpachi’s cock is between your folds now. You’re just starting to get wet too. She leans in and begins to massage his heavy balls. It’s always been something she’s loved to do. He grunts in response, eager to feel even more of her soft but calloused hands.

“That’s my good boy,” she coos at him. He’s blushing now and tries to look away from her.

You feel her hands soothing up and down your body, making you shudder with pleasure. She looks up at you from her spot between both yours and Kenpachi’s thighs. She’s loving every single moment of this.

“Do you want to fuck her?” Unohana asks him.

He scoffs. “Of course I want to fuck her, what kind of damn question is that?”

He grunts when she squeezes his cock just a little. This is to remind him who’s actually in charge. He growls loudly once more, but then it turns into moans as she begins to stroke his cock. It twitches and leaks precum in her palm, making her sigh. You can barely take your eyes off of her. You love the way she’s commandeering this entire event.

“Look at that,” she coos softly. “Look how horny our good boy is.”

You can hear him grunting and trying to protest again, but it’s all for nothing. She starts jerking him off, hard and fast. Kenpachi moans and growls under you, pumping his hips in time with her carefully planned strokes. Soon he’s moaning that he’s cumming and she doesn’t quit. Ropes of thick, warm cum spurt out and cover your mound completely.

“Oh what a good boy. You made such good lube for our pretty little plaything.” Retsu says, smearing the cum all over your pussy.

You gasp when she begins to finger you. It’s warm and slippery with Kenpachi’s cum added to your already wet pussy. You whine as she begins pumping her two cum filled fingers into your cunt. Kenpachi begins touching you; he’s kneading your breasts and tugging on your nipples. When Retsu uses Kenpachi’s cum to lube your clit, you know you won’t be able to last much longer.

“Awhh you two are both so cute.” Retsu coos as she works you towards a messy orgasm. “Are you both ready to make me cum?”

You can barely answer. Kenpachi holds onto you, keeping you as steady as he can. When the waves come crashing down, he’s actually the one coaxing you through every part of this pleasure. Then you slowly come down, shuddering and panting. Retsu leans in to kiss you softly, then she brings her cum coated fingers to your mouth.

“Suck on them. Lick them clean.”

You don’t need to be told twice. You begin sucking off the mixed juices. Kenpachi is growing hard once more just from watching this lewd act. You feel his cock between your folds once more. Retsu then pulls her fingers from your mouth, smirking at you.

“Undress me. You first, Zaraki.” She commands.

Her voice is so hypnotic. It’s so entrancing. It makes your heart race whenever she gives you a command like this. Kenpachi helps you off his body, laying you down on the bed with care. You know he’s got deep feelings for you too, which makes you happy.

Then he’s kissing her softly, to which she doesn’t protest. Instead, you watch as she pulls him closer to herself as they kiss in a hungry way. His large hands begin to take off her clothes and he greedily touches her. He’s groping her body, showing her off in a way. You crawl closer to the pair, but you still wait patiently for her next command.

“What a good girl,” Retsu praises you. “Come here, undress me.”

You eagerly crawl over and undress her. Your hands are almost shaking as you pull down her bottoms. Kenpachi smirks at the way you’re reacting to everything. It’s almost cute for him to see you lusting after the previous Kenpachi. He’s seen you two together before, but it’s always so alluring to the big man.

“Kiss me.” 

As your lips collide with hers, you feel Zaraki’s hands on your body again. It feels like heaven to have him groping you in such a greedy way, just like he had with her. Soon, she’s pulling you on top of her, and your breasts press together.

“I think it’s time we let Zaraki use our holes, hm?”

“Y-yes, I want him.” You confess, making both of them find you so adorable.

Kenpachi positions himself between both of your thighs. He’s stroking himself, making himself so hard and lubing up his cock with precum. Then you gasp when you feel him spreading your cheeks and prodding your hole with the tip of his dick.

“Do it, make her scream.” Retsu commands and Kenpachi can’t hold back anymore.

You gasp as he begins stretching you out on his cock. Unohana brings you down to kiss her, allowing you to moan against her lips. Having her body under you to keep you grounded while Kenpachi begins to ram into you really is perfect. Her hands keep your cheeks spread, allowing Kenpachi to fuck even deeper into you. 

“That’s it, show this cute little plaything how good she’s got it with us,”

Her words are swirling in your mind as you struggle to stay lucid. The way Zaraki is pounding into you has you moaning like a bitch in heat. Retsu’s hands all over your body and then going back down to grip your ass cheeks has you steadily getting to your peak so fast.

“C-cumming!” You cry out, gritting your teeth.

Neither of them expected you to begin squirting all over them. She’s laughing and coaxing you through the pleasure, calling you her good girl. Your mind is swimming with pleasure and lust. Eventually, Kenpachi pushes into Retsu and she’s squealing with pleasure.

“Oh you bad boy! I never said I was ready!” She growls, but she’s loving the way he’s already reaching so deep inside of her.

Kenpachi leans in to kiss her, sandwiching you between their toned bodies. You’re still recovering from such an intense orgasm, and having them both pressed up against you has such a soothing effect on you. Retsu begins moaning his name, then she’s guiding you back into a desperate kiss.

“Go on! Cum on my cock!” Zaraki is the one commanding now. Something about this really seems to turn both you and Unohana on.

She’s kissing you much more hungrily now. Her hands on your body are groping a little harder, making you squirm under her grasp. Her voice sounds so angelic as she’s getting closer to cumming. And the cry she lets out when she reaches her peak is so erotic.

Kenpachi is not far behind, grunting and growling that he’s close. He pulls out just in time to cover your ass in his thick seed, then he slowly pushes it back into your pussy to finish some more inside of you. Retsu doesn’t make any comments now, instead helping you lay back on the bed.

They both fuss over cleaning you up, then she’s helping Kenpachi onto the bed. You’re between them both, as Kenpachi leans over to begin sucking on your nipple. Retsu runs her fingers through his wild hair.

“What a good boy. Next time, I want you finishing inside of me, okay?” She asks him, tugging on his hair.

Kenpachi moans, “Yes, I will be good for you. I’ll finish inside you next time.”

You close your eyes, relishing in the way Retsu is massaging your shoulders and Kenpachi is sucking on your nipples.

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[daydreamerdrew]

Captain Marvel Adventures (1941) #27

[sneakyboymerlin]

Merlin is kind of like a dog to Arthur. I mean this in all of the good and all of the bad ways.

[daily-hanamura]

[king-of-havoc]

Sorry ur dads a loser asshole :(

Parents treat your children with human decency challenge.

Fucking literally. He makes it hard to love him. He wonders why I don't like hanging out with him alone but he can flip so fucking quickly from being okay to be an ass so I never know what to fucking expect from him

My mom literally told me he was in a good mood today but nope. That must have been short lived, and when he's in a bad mood he makes it everyone's problem 🙄

[purplecatghostposts]

Polyhornets HC that Alex has 90% of the streaming service subscriptions that everyone else leeches on and Alex acts really annoyed (he doesn’t actually care but it’s for the bit) that they don’t help pay so all of them every once in a while give him THE most romantic date and makes him all flustered, then teases him at the end like, “Does this count as my pay for the month?” (It does.)

The only one who gets off the hook is Jessica, who is not one of his partners but he respects highly and actually offers to pay a cut (he refuses), so hers is the only one with a ‘Gets a pass’ by her name instead of ‘Leech (Affectionate)’ like everyone else.

[randomtheidiot]

A good chunk of the Pokémon anime main characters are children who were forced to grow up too fast due to traumatic experiences, but none of you are ready for that conversation.

[bubmyg]

writing this in the tags bc i need to articulate it somewhere that isn’t to my mother on the phone

[bitegore]

ngl i think i kind of was a genius for being like 'yeah this character is a scary killyou cannibal scary killer who scary kills you' and then realizing that the way my worldbuilding works out is that there's a nonzero chance that if you leave literally any body parts over they can just come back, depending on what they believe in their heart of hearts can kill them. Of course she'd start eating her kills. She probably tried normal stuff first and then realized it didn't work and she had to try harder if she wanted to actually keep them dead.

[flootzavut]

if Henry was that keen on book accuracy for Geralt then I have to wonder why he chose to make Geralt monosyllabic in s1 which absolutely was his choice as confirmed by Joey in a post S1 video interview and by Henry himself in a print interview; the most likely scenario is that he thought he was gonna earn a shit ton of money doing Superman (and honestly I don't even blame him for that, you can't do big pretty boy action roles forever, at some point Hollywood is gonna stop calling or you're gonna injure yourself), but making out that he sacrificed himself on the altar of book accuracy is just silly.

[milf-harrington]

im in a "steve has a good mum" mood so here are some random but positive-ish headcanons i have about her

ive got one where she's australian literally just because

she comes from a big family who didnt approve of her choice in husband so she hasnt spoken to them in years (a regret on her part, but she's stubborn and proud)

she had steve out of wedlock so her parents dont speak to her but she visits her sister a lot

she's an only child who married into the harrington family for the name

she's an extravagant socialite, maybe a model or a small-time actress

she's respected in town bc she's super involved in the community

she loves steve but resents what his father turned him into so she avoids him through his teen years (a regret)

she loves steve but doesnt know how to be a mother, she genuinely thinks she does enough by giving him freedom and money

she loves steve, he was her best friend when he was a kid bc her husband was always working and even if she lost him for a bit during the king steve years shes proud of who he grows into

she follows her husband around to stop him from cheating bc she doesnt want him to tear their family apart

she kind of a mix of joyce byers and karen wheeler

she's a mean girl at heart which is where steve gets it from and they gossip in the kitchen

she acts dumb on purpose so that people let their guard down around her (she does this to her husband as well)

she's the actual brains in the family

if she found out steve was bi she'd be scared for him and would run interference so his dad wouldnt find out if he had a boy over

she comes back to hawkins as soon as she hears about starcourt

she heads back when she hears about the murders in hawkins bc steve isnt answering the fucking phone and she gets there right after the earthquakes

she's french

she's italian

she has a nickname for steve that has nothing to do with his name and he either finds it sweet or deeply embarrassing