#babbling now 👁️👁️

[irithylldancer]

I wrote this in some tags, but does anyone else feel like snakes as a theme are a huge red herring. Snakes can represent trickery, so it wouldn't be surprising that Fromsoft used this imagery for misdirection. I think the GEQ is a red herring and ironically some people think she is a snake lady. And also that Eiglay/god devouring serpent is the base serpent.

[ghost-bxrd]

imagine if eldritch jason got into trouble as Robin. not with the joker and his death, some other incident with the riddler or scarecrow or something. and by the time Batman arrives the rogue is tied up and babbling about demons and terrible unholy things and the apocalypse. And the next time that rogue encounters Robin they just turn themselves in immediately sobbing

nothing is worth dealing with whatever inhuman thing Robin is

And Jason being all SAD™️ because he was trying that super cool move he’d been practicing all week and now the criminals refuse to indulge him and just fall over themselves in existential horror.

They’re all such drama queens. Really, it was only three tentacles. They just slipped through his disguise, okay? It happens. He was just so excited to try the new technique. There’s absolutely no reason to try gouging your eyes out man. Jason will have you know he’s a catch for eldritch standards…. 👁️🤣

[alphabetatoes]

fantasies come true (n. kento x reader)

a.n.: hello everyone 👁️👁️ alr ✨ l i s t e n ✨ gamers, i was listening my musicals playlist on spotify and "fantasies come true" came on so i thought to myself 'hARK! what a great fic idea!' and here we are. also realized i hadn't posted anything in almost a month oops :)

feeling: evil :)

summary: you confess your love to nanami in your sleep (or do you?)

having kento nanami as a roommate seemed to only have one real drawback: your work lives were a hurdle neither one of you could quite get over. these conflicting schedules leave little overlapping breaks with your best friend. but that doesn’t mean you don’t try to carve out time for each other. one day, you’re able to leave the highschool early for what feels like the first time in forever. kento is still confined to his office, tidying up his last few pieces of business during overtime.

the two of you decided to go for a movie night, as it wasn’t too energy intensive and you’d still be able to enjoy each other's presence. kento watches as you eventually fall victim to sleep, making yourself cozy on his side. he admires your ability to find serenity, not quite ready to succumb to his own tiredness. he’d been looking forward to seeing you all day and didn’t want to waste a moment of it. 

the movie progresses on; a cheesy boy-meets-girl romcom. yet the plot feels a little close to home. and kento laughs to himself as you scrunch his shirt, anchoring yourself down to reality during whatever fantastical dream you seem to be having.

you start to babble in your sleep. it’s nothing coherent, but kento finds it endearing nonetheless. “…love you, kento.” 

his ears perk up in record time at the comment.

you yawn into him and repeat the sentiment once more. kento can feel the tips of his ears getting warm as you double down on your confession. he’s at a crossroads. does he acknowledge your comment? pretend like it doesn’t light a fire in his stomach, yearning to cross the line from friends to something more? kento weighs the options but settles on one. he pulls your frame closer and whispers a sweet “love you too, sweetheart.” in your ear. for now, he can revel in your confession. 

for now, he can finally be content.

“ken?” you lightly poke him awake, careful not to startle him. as he comes to, kento lets out a confused “hm?” sleep stricken eyes meet you in a daze, confused by his surroundings. you give him a sweet smile, the one that always makes him melt into a million tiny pieces, and brush his hair out of his eyes.

“you practically passed out as soon as you sat down.” just as he does, the reality of kento’s situation awakens as well. “thought you were the one asleep.” “seemed like you were having a nice dream though.” 

“too good to be true.” those sweet brown eyes pour into yours, hoping you might just know what it was about. but kento knows that’s not how it works. yet he takes it in stride. “so how was it? what great triumphs and tribulations did i miss?” kento sinks back into the couch. he watches as you give an animated retelling of the film plot (including voices), and a little part of his heart breaks. it’s bittersweet, but for now he would accept the platonic nature of your relationship. kento already had it in his mind that you would need to be the one to raise the topic of a more romantic dynamic. yet there was no doubt about it. he was smitten by you.

even for a moment- even if it was just a dream, he was able to have his own wishes feel like reality. and he’d wait patiently for the day you’d reciprocate. the day his fantasies come true.

[tsukisami]

This is my first time posting here so I'm Kinda nervous 👁️👄👁️ I'm INLOVE with twisted wonderland. It has been been my obsession for.. I don't know last past 1 or maybe it's been 2 years since I have found it??? Anyways, I have a hobby of drawing dresses and outfits (mostly dress) from time to time whenever I'm free. I'm not that good and tends to make a lot of mistakes, resulting the ungodly amount of erasures in my sketches 🥲 and sometimes I thought to myself 'maybe if you have a big passion with drawing and put some effort in making yourself better at it, you can get way more creative and has less mistakes' but no, drawing is just a hobby for me and sometimes I regret thinking like that because I get really frustrated when I messes up a part and had to erase and draw, erase and draw again and again 🙄🙄 ANYWAYS, nevermind that, so, I did a little something..... This is a dress inspired by the heartslabyul dorm of night raven college and uuhhhhhhh I made this and uuuhhh I don't know how to feel about it ???? Before this, i did some dresses In the past too that are inspired by the dorms from twisted wonderland. The only problem is that they are..... Gone I don't where they are now, my hardworks are gone and it's because of my lazy and forgetful ass 🥲🥲 and now I'm planning on doing it again and create more dresses that are inspired by the dorms hihi. First we have here is the heartslabyul dress, and I can say that I am proud that I did this. It's a little messy and maybe missing something but I just don't know what it is?? Ok, enough babbling around, and let me ask you, is this okay???

I love all my drawings but I just don't know what to feel about this right now tbh😕❓

Pls excuse the messiness, I did a lot of erasures in this part

That's all I want to show you guys. I hope you liked it ☺️☺️ I'm gonna start working now on the savanna claw dress next and see if I can make a decent one

[zapreportsblog]

yandere(ish?) aro x whimsical (and probably fucking crazy) gn reader !

so gn reader has the power to induce hallucinations that can sometimes cause physical pain ! They can be used as distractions, cause the target to go insane from the wild sensations, or even cause the target’s mind to collapse permanently ! gn reader is kind of like mad hatter (idk what im saying as well) LIKE— they're whimsical, may or may not be crazy, spontaneous, creative, nd eccentric ! (just searched this on google😭😭) gn reader REALLY likes bullying teasing Caius a lot ! and they're kinda scary when provoked !

hope you have a great day mwa mwa chup chup ;p

❝here for a good time not a long time❞

✭ pairing : yandere aro x reader

✭ fandom : twilight

✭ summary : (y/n) just happened to be a batshit crazy human turnt vampire, who also happened to be the mate of aro. Now if you thought he was bad get a load of her, she definitely gives this man a run for his money

✭ authors note : Ayo get a load of that picture of my man aro 👁️👅👁️ he looking real cute ain’t he ayyyyyye

✭ twilight masterlist 2

In the heart of Volterra, where shadows clung to ancient stone and the night whispered secrets, Aro ruled as the immortal leader of the Volturi. The centuries had molded him into a creature of unparalleled power and intrigue. Yet, even among vampires, there were mysteries that still eluded him.

Aro's existence had become a monotonous cycle of enforcing laws, observing the immortal world from the shadows, and seeking out gifted individuals to join his coven. While his life was filled with grandeur and luxury, there was an underlying sense of restlessness. Aro craved something more, something elusive that had remained beyond his grasp for centuries.

That elusive something came in a form he least expected—a whirlwind of whimsy and chaos that descended upon Volterra one fateful night.

(Y/N), a gender-neutral individual with a personality as unpredictable as a storm, had always been considered eccentric by human standards. They reveled in the absurd, relishing in the madcap dance of life, and were known to perform bizarre acts on a whim. To say they were 'bat shit crazy' was an understatement, for they seemed to have an uncanny ability to turn even the dullest moments into a carnival of chaos.

Aro first encountered (Y/N) during a late-night stroll through the dimly lit streets of Volterra. Their laughter echoed through the cobblestone alleys, drawing his attention like a moth to a flame. (Y/N) twirled in the moonlight, their laughter infectious and their movements as graceful as they were wild.

Aro watched in fascination as (Y/N) performed acrobatic feats, juggling fruit with astounding precision, and turning ordinary objects into whimsical props. The absurdity of it all left Aro intrigued and utterly captivated. He had seen many things in his long life, but nothing quite like this.

It wasn't until (Y/N) crashed headlong into Aro's path that the whirlwind finally subsided. They looked up at him, their eyes wide with surprise, and grinned from ear to ear. "Well, hello there, mysterious stranger! Fancy a dance with chaos?"

Aro, usually composed and reserved, found himself at a loss for words. His cold, calculating demeanor momentarily shattered by the sheer audacity of this stranger. In that chaotic moment, as (Y/N) continued to babble and prance about, Aro's senses were flooded with an overwhelming revelation—a connection so profound that it sent shivers down his immortal spine.

(Y/N) was their mate.

Unable to contain his newfound excitement, Aro wasted no time in turning them. He leaned in, his eyes locked onto theirs, and sank his teeth into (Y/N)'s flesh. As darkness enveloped them, Aro couldn't help but marvel at the unpredictability of fate.

When (Y/N) woke as a vampire, they retained their whimsical personality, which now took on an otherworldly charm. Their laughter echoed through the Volturi castle, enchanting those who heard it. But it was their unique gift that truly set them apart.

With a mere thought, (Y/N) could induce hallucinations that ranged from delightful illusions to nightmarish phantasms. Their powers could cause physical pain, plunge a victim into madness, or even shatter a mind permanently. Aro saw immense potential in (Y/N)'s abilities, especially when Jane or Alec were unavailable to handle delicate situations.

Despite their penchant for calling Aro mean names in their peculiar brand of love language and engaging in a cruel form of teasing, (Y/N) had an undeniable affection for their mate. Their love was expressed through a blend of mockery and tender physical touches that left Aro both bewildered and strangely enchanted.

The bond between Aro and (Y/N) was a dance of opposites, an immortal saga that defied logic and embraced the whimsy of eternity. Little did they know that their union would soon become a cornerstone of the Volturi's power, adding a touch of chaos to the immortality that had grown all too predictable.

The sunless day in Volterra began as any other, with the members of the Volturi going about their immortal routines. Aro and his mate, (Y/N), had been inseparable since their transformation. Their whimsical nature continued to perplex and amuse the ancient vampire coven, but none more so than Caius.

Caius, the stoic and severe leader of the Volturi, had always been known for his impeccable fashion sense, stern countenance, and an icy demeanor that could chill the fieriest of tempers. Yet, his refined sensibilities were the perfect target for (Y/N)'s relentless teasing.

(Y/N) had taken it upon themselves to follow Caius around that particular day, a mischievous glint in their eye. They commented on his fashion choices with unrestrained glee. "Oh, Caius," they exclaimed, "I must say, that cloak does absolutely nothing for your complexion. Have you considered trying a different color?"

Caius, his patience wearing thin, merely gave (Y/N) a withering glare and continued on his way. But they weren't finished. They moved on to his hair, commenting, "Your hair, darling, it's positively stuck in the last century. Have you ever heard of a haircut?"

Caius clenched his jaw, determined not to let (Y/N)'s words get under his skin. They persisted, directing their whimsical torment at his face. "You know," they mused, "I can't decide if your expression is perpetually grumpy or if you've just forgotten how to smile."

His patience was wearing thin, but Caius endured. (Y/N), however, was far from done. They dropped their gaze to Caius's shoes, which were, in their opinion, the pinnacle of mockery material. "(Y/N)" they declared, "I wouldn't be caught dead in those things."

Caius finally reached his breaking point. He turned on (Y/N), his eyes blazing with an anger that rarely saw the light of day. "Enough!" he thundered, his voice echoing through the stone corridors of the Volturi castle. "Aro, come and get your insufferable mate!"

Aro, ever the picture of calm and intrigue, appeared in a flash, his crimson eyes locking onto Caius's furious gaze. "What seems to be the matter, dear Caius?" he inquired, his tone dripping with amusement.

Caius seethed, pointing a finger at (Y/N). "Your mate," he practically hissed, "has been tormenting me all day! I can't take it anymore."

Aro's lips curled into a knowing smile, and he turned his attention to (Y/N). "My love," he said, his voice laced with faux sympathy, "have you been bothering Caius?"

(Y/N) looked positively delighted, as if their mission had been accomplished. They nodded enthusiastically. "Oh, yes, Aro! But don't worry, it was all in good fun."

Aro chuckled, then turned to Caius. "There you have it, dear Caius. (Y/N) was just having a bit of fun. You shouldn't take it so seriously."

Caius gritted his teeth, feeling thoroughly defeated. "This is insufferable," he muttered before turning and stalking away.

As Aro and (Y/N) watched Caius's retreating form, (Y/N) couldn't resist one final taunt. "Bye-bye, Caius, you old bitch!" they called after him, and Aro burst into laughter.

Caius's furious footsteps echoed down the hall as he disappeared from sight, leaving Aro and (Y/N) to revel in their whimsical torment. Their love was a peculiar one, built on mockery and affection, but it was a love that brought a touch of madness and laughter to the immortality of the Volturi.

As Bella and Alice found themselves in the intimidating presence of the Volturi kings, Aro, Marcus, and Caius, they couldn't help but feel a shiver of apprehension. The grandeur and power exuded by the ancient vampires was overwhelming, and they stood there hesitantly, unsure of what to expect.

The atmosphere was tense, and the kings regarded the newcomers with a mixture of curiosity and scrutiny. Just as the silence threatened to become unbearable, an unexpected figure sauntered into the room, breaking the ice in the most unconventional way.

It was (Y/N), Aro's unpredictable mate. They entered the room with an exaggerated sigh and a dramatic eye roll, clearly unimpressed. "Felix and Demetri are no fun at all," they declared, their voice carrying a petulant tone. "I tried to play Uno with those two boomers, and they couldn't keep up!"

Aro, his expression a mixture of amusement and affection, couldn't help but smile as he watched (Y/N) complain about the lack of entertainment. He opened his arms, welcoming them with a warm embrace.

(Y/N), never one to resist the embrace of their beloved mate, crawled into Aro's lap, pouting exaggeratedly. "Nobody's fun around here," they mumbled, as if the weight of the world rested on their shoulders.

(Y/N) couldn't help but chime in, a mischievous glint in their eye. "Oh, I didn’t know we had guest! Pleasure to meet you. Don't mind Caius; he's just a grumpy old vampire."

Caius raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by (Y/N)'s brazenness. "I beg your pardon?"

(Y/N) simply shrugged and continued to pout in Aro's lap. "Well, it's true. Your face looks perpetually grumpy. No offense. Actually no, take great offense to that you old hag!”

Aro couldn't suppress a snort of laughter at the unexpected turn of events. He patted (Y/N)'s head fondly, knowing that their unpredictable nature was one of the many things he cherished about them.

[sorcerous-caress]

Re: making homemade porn w your loser elf bestie FNSKFKSODKE GOD YOUR BRAIN IS SO HUGE AND WRINKLED!!! I deeply enjoy how one of this biggest degenerate losers in the forum falls off the face of the planet for a few weeks, comes back with a human partner, and suddenly the whole forum is like “our human 👁️👁️”

Now I am thinking more about bullying him for the camera. Sipping the thought of sitting astride him while slowly grinding on his cock and watching how red his face gets like it’s fine wine. Delighting in how his eyes get hazy and he babbles so desperately in whatever language his poor porn rotted brain can conjure up in the moment. He’s so cute when he’s losing his mind over the way your insides feel wrapped around his dick while the camera peers between your legs and watches him barely slide in and out of you. A witness to how just a bit of tight human hole makes such an elegant, graceful creature fall apart at the seams and lapse into an animalistic state. Yeah sure the two of you may take inspiration from the large amount of suggestions you get, but honestly this is your favorite way to have him <3

As an aside I NEED more of your thoughts on the people on the forum getting on his nerves and making him, dare I say, possessive? 👀 It’s one thing for him to willingly show you off, it’s another to have others so brashly ask to borrow you. I wonder if we would ever accidentally get a peek at some of the online messages that refer to him as our boyfriend 👀

(I also have some cute fluffy ideas for this pornbrained loser but this ask is already so long, I sowrry 🙈)

—🩵 Anon

"O u r Human 👁 👁" XKSJKSJXJAKAJX i love your humour

Honestly, if he also stayed a lone loser on the forum and never met you, then he'd have the same reaction to someone else bringing a human there.

He is aware it was mere fate and chance that you chose him, pure luck. That's why he doesn't feel bad about being a bit selfish and never fully showing you the forum or suggestions.

Like yes, these people are his community and were there for him when normal elf porn websites removed their human category after some some public backlash. These forums were the only reason he could even experience sexual pleasure anymore.

But now he has you. A whole real human to himself. One so willing and enthusiastic about sleeping with him, he would be crazy to pay attention to anyone else.

On the fluffy side, you were also his first ever real friend, before he knew you were human. He really has spent his days with brainrot as he fell deeper and deeper into the porn addiction, his views on actual humans morphing and mixing with fantasy. The thing that helped bring him pleasure was also becoming an addiction that made it akin to impossible to make any friends.

But he met you online, also by fate, and the two of you clicked. Played video games together or chatted by texts for hours deep into the night. He has replied to the weird memes you've sent him at 3am almost immediately since he never has the need to sleep.

You became another source of happiness for him, a true blessing he thanked Corellon for everyday.

He was so excited to meet you, preparing an entire day of fun things you can do together. But you just had to be the most attractive human he has ever seen, huh?

And yet you didn't reject him or think he was weird when he couldn't keep his obsession from showing, your insides felt so amazing as you held him close and whispered praises into his ear with every thrust.

Indulging him with your body and making him almost pass out from happiness, his heart was immediately yours to do whatever you wished to with. Even if you squeezed it and stepped on it, he'd thank you and find it the hottest thing ever.

The forums became a thing of the past, his human magazines that he spent so much of his salary on collecting and getting every new edition the day it dropped, are now forgotten and collecting dust.

He's very clingy and is a sad mess whenever you leave his apartment to go back to your home, you haven't invited him over yet so he has to helplessly wait until the next time you come over.

Coaxing you to stay whilst eating you out, using every trick in the book he can think of to convince you on why it's better to just spend the night at his place. If you want to stuff then he is ready to drive you there and back here just to get them, you don't have to lift a finger and be his lovely passenger princess.

Although, now his salary goes into funding this homemade porn new habit of his. Buying only the best of the toys for you, the highest quality vibratiors and lingerie that's tailored to your body.

He gets off using them whenever you're not around, watching a past video of you fucking yourself with these toys as he does the same. Just the idea of them having been used by a human gets him on the edge, but the fact you were that human specifically is what gets him to cum whilst crying your name.

You're very eager to film with him. He notices the way your lips curl from humiliating him on camera, softly bullying him as you tease and edge his cock. Making him fuck you with the slowest pace possible and turning him from a respectful noble high elf, into a desperate needy pathetic whore who needs his cock inside you to function.

Elves known for their grace and wisdom. The fact he has lived way more than a century and yet you reduced him to an animalistic state as he fucks you with all of his power.

High elves call sex lovemaking instead, consider it to be a joining of soul that's full of love passion and gentleness like no other. Yet he is leaving his marks along your body, squeezing your thighs so hard until his handprints stay there, kissing and sucking on your neck and throat so he can spend the whole night admiring his work while you sleep.

Sometimes during your sleep, you do hear a wet sound besides you, heavy breathing and a muffled moans as he strokes his cock, rubbing at the head to quietly get off. He doesn't dare touch you while you sleep, merely laying besides you in agony at never being able to get off on his own no matter how many times he fucks his own fist.

Your smell is everywhere too, that human scen that your kind is blissfully unaware of. He can smell it on his clothes that he lets you borrow, pillow cases and sheets.

Even his home office isn't free from it, as much as he tries to keep that space neat and tidy in case of a video call work meeting, he just couldn't refuse your request to tie him to his office chair and suck him off while he tries not to cum.

He gets the same heated feeling between his legs whenever he sits in that chair since then, clearing his throat and hiding his tenting hard cock under his desk from the camera on his work laptop. Keeping the facade of being a calm, collected noble elf.

More on the fluffy moments, he found out he likes having his ears petted gently because of your curiosity that one time. Usually elf ears are off limit since the pointer they are, the more a show of pride they represent.

Elves are discouraged to touch their ears or anyone's because of that, since they were children. Parents would tell their kids that their ears would flop or stay in weire shapes if they let others touch them.

But you just did it one day, without regard. Asking if you can try something and just reaching out towards his face. At first he panicked when he realised it was his ears, but then it felt...good.

Your touches were gentle, comforting. He found himself relaxing and leaning into you, not even caring if this is considered inappropriate. Human hands are really soft and round in comparison to elves, almost like these hands were made for the sole purpose of petting things.

Another time, you two found each other by mere chance at a supermarket while shopping. He usually avoids all humans and never looks them in the eyes, but he couldn't look away from you since the second he recognised you.

The two of you spent the afternoon shopping for groceries together, getting to know each other's food preference and actually having a good time. It reminded him that he never lost the friend he made in you, that sex never made you view him differently.

He took note of a particular snack or drink in your cart. The next time you went to visit him, he had it in his fridge for you. He isn't very good at cooking, but sometimes he shares elven dishes with you.

They're heavy on the vegetables and spices, and each dish prefers complexity rather than simplicity. He knows the tastes might be too intense for humans so he prepared a watered down version of it for you.

You make the mistake of kissing him after it, and just the taste of the original dish on his lips sends your tastebuds into alarm. One flavour after another invading your sense, it's like everything all at once was pushed to the limit. He confesses that magic is involved in making that dish to intensify the spices, but he rubs your back as you chug water afterwards to try and wash it out.

One time, you accidentally mixed your glasses and took a sip of elvish alcohol, a single small sip. You were hungover for three days after and had to take time off work. He stayed by your side in bed and nursed you back to health. Thankfully, the cantrip he was born with does alleviate pain and refresh the mind.

He admits he finds it adorable, how humans are oversensitive to so many "normal things". Like a fresh breath of life trying things for the first time.

As for the possessive side, he'd probably get really defensive about you on these forums. Claiming since he is your "boyfriend" then he has every right to be protective of you and never allow anyone else the chance to contact or meet you.

He doesn't think less of you for sleeping with him or being friends with benfits. It is one of the many things he really admires about humans and find unimaginably hot. Even if you never start a relationship with him, he will die happily knowing he was your boytoy for all of your lifetime.

What he hates is the potential that he might lose you to someone else. That other human enthusiasts like him no doubt also find these things hot about you and would want a piece for themselves.

And it's making him more possessive of you, feeling more entitled to the videos you two film. Half of them he doesn't actually share on the forums and just saves for himself. He took editing courses on the side to learn how to fully make your identity untraceable so that none of them gets the chance to find you let alone your online accounts.

[raisin-writes]

hachi x reader hcs

fishman island got me feeling kinda fruity for this big lug and i know DAMN well the normies aint gonna write for him, gotta do everything myself around here smfh

sfw and nsfw

nsfw under the cut. minors dont interact with that part istg 🫵👁️👁️💢

sfw:

super super sweet bf, like tooth rotting levels of sweetness.

hes the one who asks you out, but hes so shy and awkward about it. any courage he'd gathered beforehand goes right out the window as he twiddles his thumbs and stutters over his words like a fool. its all the more endearing, really; you cant help but laugh when his face lights up and he pulls you into an all encompassing bear hug while jumping around hooting and hollering after you accept.

big kisses from him, likes to surprise you with them when you're looking away only to get a cheekful when you turn back to face him again- that long mouth of his has its advantages. giving him kisses in return makes him squeal and often ends up with you being pulled into him, his arms wrapping around you as he nuzzles you with his cheek, giggling and smiling.

he could never say no to you. he'd give you the world if he could, you mean so much to him. he doesnt have much in the way of financial security, especially now that hes retired from his pirating career, but by god he will try his damndest to make good on his promises to provide for you.

LOVES pda, it makes him feel all giddy inside. even just a peck on the cheek has his chest puffing up and a big grin forming on his face. hand holding makes him weak in the knees. cupping his cheeks in your hands and locking eyes with him while you have that soft, loving look in your eye will make him flush beet red from the top of his head to his chest, you swear you can see steam coming out of his ears.

he gets all starry-eyed whenever he gets the chance to just sit back and admire you, a longing sigh leaves his lips and his heart swells with love.

he doesnt mind making a fool of himself if it makes you laugh- whether that be with some sort of accidental slap-stick routine (he gets so clumsy around you) or singing the worst rendition of a love song in all his tone deaf glory. hes addicted to the sound, he cant get enough of it. your happiness never fails to bring a smile to his face.

regularly gushes about you to caime and pappagu. camie is so happy for him and lets him babble on for as long as he likes, but pappagu will eventually roll his eyes and start to tease him if he rambles for too long. from what hatchi tells them, you seem very nice, they wonder when they'll get to meet you.

really enjoys meal dates, hes lowkey kind of a foodie. dont worry, whatever you dont eat he'll gladly finish for you.

making food together is such a tender, intimate activity for him, it makes his heart ache (in a good way!). likes to show off his culinary skills in an effort to impress you; compliment him on said skill or how good the food tastes and he'll give you the cutest bashful smile youve ever seen, hes so modest. he gets all flustered when you ask him to help you with anything involving him standing behind you and guiding your hands.

endless takoyaki. its on the house, only for you- no ifs, ands, or buts. if you have special requests for him hes more than happy to accommodate.

hes very strong, so no matter how light or heavy you are, he can easily carry you around like a princess in his arms, on his back, or up on his shoulders, whichever you prefer. in truth, he likes carrying you on his back the most, like a little backpack <3

swimming dates are another favorite of his. it feels like youre in his domain while in the water, and he has a duty to keep you safe. loves diving down below the surface and swimming around with you on his back or in his arms. he'll take you to his favorite reefs and show you around the local marine life.

he took you to a kelp forest one time and fell in love with you all over again with the way you looked- awestruck, the sunlight glistening from the surface shining through the kelp made you look ethereal. kissing him under the water makes him feel like hes died and gone to fish-heaven, he feels so at peace down here with you. dont even get me started on the way he screams internally at getting to see you in a swimsuit for the first time; he gets so red, hiding his face in his hands and kicking his feet.

HUGE cuddle bug. hes the reason they call it octopusing, his hands and legs are curled around you so there is absolutely no chance of escape, yet at the same time youve never felt so safe. whether youre sitting in his lap or laying in bed, hes happy as a clam just being so intimately close with you, skin to skin, chest to chest or spooning you from behind. loves having you lay on top of him, his hands rubbing soothing shapes into your back and giving you forehead kisses. on the other hand, he also likes it when you let him rest his head on your chest, his arms over your torso, and your nails combing through his hair (he'll forgive you for messing up his meticulously shaped 'do).

whether you want to live with him down on fishman island or up on the surface, he doesnt care. he'll be content and happy so long as he gets to be with you. if you decide on the former, he might have you live with camie for a while, at least until he can figure out a safer place to live (like hell is he gonna let you step foot in the noah district). but for you, its worth the trouble.

nsfw:

oh this fishman is a service verse fr fr, he lives to please.

because hes much bigger and stronger than you, he feels its just easier for you to take the lead and tell him what to do. he doesnt want to end up accidentally hurting you, so normally he'll just let you have your way with him, whether that be climbing on top of him and riding him while he holds you up with all of his big greedy hands, sitting on his face while he moans into your wet heat, or sinking down on his thick fingers- hes got plenty for you to choose from 😏.

gets a little nervous when you ask him to be on top. he knows hes a big guy, hes afraid hes going to accidentally crush you under him if hes not careful. dont worry, with a little encouragement and maybe some teasing, hes more than happy to give you what you need.

absolutely no degradation, choking, or hitting. he could never intentionally hurt you, that would be too much for him, he'll feel so guilty. youre his sun, his moon, his stars- in his eyes, you deserve only kindness.

hes not the best at dirty talk, but when he gets to the point of babbling, he'll shower you with praises like "you feel so amazing, your face looks so pretty right now", and cries of "need you so bad, youre perfect. youre so perfect. i love you so much." alongside other sweet endearments.

if you really beg him and goad him on, he might get huffy and smack your ass or manhandle you a bit to get back at your teasing, but thats the extent of his ability to dom. deep down you know hes capable of more, but the wall of self-discipline hes built up for himself is damn near-impenetrable.

hes in the 7 feet tall range, so you know that thang is big- around 7 inches to be specific. its tentacle-like, thick, and has a smooth velvety texture with a tapered tip. the underside has small, underdeveloped suckers that feel insanely good when he slowly drags his cock down against your walls. it normally sits inside him, tucked into a slit between his legs, but it unsheathes itself when coaxed out or hes teased in other erogenous zones.

he gets really whiney and whimpery when hes about to cum, its insanely cute. his shoulders will shake and his knees start to buckle but by god is he gonna make sure you finish either before or with him- he'll even stubbornly push himself to the point of tears to make sure he doesnt beat you to the finish line.

he has a weird thing about making sure you're satiated before he worries about his own pleasure. "its the gentlefishly thing to do!" he'll say, but deep down hes kind of insecure you'll leave him if he doesnt go above and beyond. hes not the sharpest tooth in the anglers mouth, but hes got eyes and the wherewithall to realize that theres always going to be other humans and fishmen that'll be bigger, better-looking, and richer than him, and hes scared they'll tempt you away from him. he gets better about not thinking that way the longer youre with him, but it still eats at the back of his mind every once and a while.

to combat this negative train of thought, he requires a bit of special attention; lots of kisses, anywhere and everywhere, but especially on his face and neck, sweet praises whispered in his ear, telling him all the little details you love about him, teasing caresses, maybe a small bit of tickling to get him to laugh, boasting about all the things only he could do for you, etc. he'll bounce right back with a "r-really? you think all those nice things about me??" his face gets all red and he seems to forget how to make eye contact, but the timid smile on his face and the hint of tears beginning in this eyes is a good indicator that youve done a good job of lifting his self esteem and reassuring him youre all his.

back to the fun stuff, hes very good with his hands and mouth. he loves making you moan and whine for him, your pleasure spurs him on to keep going. hes very obedient when you tell him to suck on you harder or finger you faster, all for the sweet reward of your pretty whimpers and praises. hes a hard worker, having much more stamina than the average human, so he'll go on with foreplay for seemingly forever if you ask him to.

when he first pushes inside you, it leaves you breathless. youre whining and taking shallow gulps of air when he bottoms out and you can feel that delicious twinge of pain from being stretched just past your limits.

hes not faring any better; hes shaking, gripping the sheets under you and involuntarily rutting further into your warmth, the action making you cry out and grip his forearms to keep yourself from going insane. his eyes are shut tight, his brows scrunched together in concentration. its taking just about everything in him not to just slide back out and ram into you, you feel so deliriously tight and wet around him he might just explode.

hes so gentle with you. you can see hes trying his best by the way he grits his teeth and slides into you with slow, deliberate strokes, letting you get used to his size.

you'll be more than ready for him by the time he starts actually fucking you. his thrusts are heavy, making your whole body bounce back before meeting him again in a wet slap of skin against skin. it makes you dizzy with how full you feel.

he cums a lot. it gets pretty messy, so be ready for that. once hes gotten past the peak of pleasure, his loud, pathetic whimpering gradually subsiding to quiet little moans, hes slow to pull out, amazed at the sight of his release leaking out of you and around his cock. its not a full on kink, moreso just a fascination for him.

your sigh of contentment brings his attention back up to your face and he smiles. youre both sweaty, flushed, and tired, but hes still a gentleman, he needs to clean you both up first and foremost.

aftercare is so tender with him. hes quieter, his voice a low hum when he checks in with you. hes also attentive to any mess and soreness you have, hes got plenty of hands to multitask so you'll be ready for bed in no time.

cuddling is just routine at this point, but if youre too hot, he'll settle for just holding your hand while facing you, admiring. you conk out soon after youre both settled and sleep like a baby, he'll follow a little later when his eyes get too heavy to keep open.

he snores. it sounds a bit like a kazoo sometimes. its cute.

[dragon-queen21]

I feel like the female upper moons are underrated so here’s some little!Daki and babysitter!Nakime babbles!

-Douma just dropping Daki off and being like “can’t watch her right now so here you go!” And immediately leaving before Nakime could even reply

-Daki immediately drowning Nakime in questions

-“why is your hair covering your eye?” “How long have you been growing your hair out? Can I braid it?” “What are you playing?” Etc

-Nakime has absolutely no idea what to do with her

-after Daki begs Nakime to put makeup on her she agrees

-“I’m gonna make y’u be’utiful! But not prett’er then ‘e” “I-…”

-Nakime gets up for a sec to make herself tea and she also made Daki a cup but she gave it her Daki was just confused looking at Nakime like “ó-ō”

-she quickly realized children usually don’t want tea so she went back to the kitchen to get the little one water but much to her dismay Daki through a fit over drinking something so “gross”

-after Nakime searched her kitchen looking for drink ideas she finally settled on hot chocolate in one of hot drink cups with the lid

-tho over the time Daki has been over there her age has gotten tinier to where she can’t drink something without help so Nakime offered to help a bit and Daki immediately snuggled up to the elder surprising her by how comfortable Daki is around her

-once nakime is done helping Daki drink her hot chocolate she realized the little had fallen asleep

-when Daki woke she realized she was back home in douma’s arms and since she occasionally requests to go back to “ki’me”

I don’t usually write like but something came to me and I just did it lol-

🎀💄🎋👁️🍧💄🎀

You’re so right! Plus I really like the concept of caregiver Nakime a whole lot actually. I’m glad you shared, this made my day when I got it <3

~Poor Nakime, just accept your fate at this point… ✨toddler supervisor✨

~Oh gosh Daki is just so brutal without meaning to be. “Yous pretty, jus’ can’t be that pretty… gotta still be ugly too’ Nakime is probably looking towards Douma like ‘What are teaching this child???’

~She’s so insulted at the idea of being handed a cup of dirty leaf water (tea) the audacity of some people

~Just imagining that if Daki spilled a bit of her drink -> Nakime offering to help hold the cup steady just for a moment-> ends up with a lap full of a tiny little baby

~Probably worried she’s going to hurt the regressor somehow. Just makes sure she stays sleeping until Douma comes to collect her by singing soft lullabies and rocking the little ever so gently

~Douma is so worried that Daki won’t be alright away from him and Gyu. Daki meanwhile is just thrilled at the prospect of having a ‘girl’s night’ The next time she’s going to bring so much makeup and nail polish and all the fun girly things that her brother hates whenever she tries to put on him

[thebabyradiodemon]

*very little right now and babbling words that are almost incoherent, you're just able to make out 'BMO' and 'Simon' while trying to get you interested in Adventure Time*

-👁️😈

*He listens but is quite confused since he doesn't watch tv*

[kthvbear]

No one is ever going to look at him the way you do.

he knows.... I'm jumping off the building, see ya

The glimpse through the spyhole reveals close to nothing. The man waiting on the other side doesn’t possess a familiar face; but he looks fancy, prestigious, belonging to your level if anything.

it's jin isn't it?!?! 😭😭

Like the bit where you talk to the man, revealed as your father’s driver. Or how the guy says what he needs to, babbling about more articles, freezing Jungkook’s blood and motions, tensing his muscles.

.......💀💀 m so bad at guessing 😭🤣

And when you come back and promise him that things are alright, your expressions reveal that you’re lying, and that his feeling was right.

So he doesn’t believe your reassurances anymore.

omg rid wtf THIS IS UNFAIR 😭😭 i wanted a happy chapter after the heartbreaking "okay" moment from previous part 😩😩

Because that’s when the string finally breaks.

when i fucking tell u my heart hurt i am not kidding. it's all just so much for them, it's truly sad :((

And you deserve to know. You really do.

MF DO IT THEN!!! FIGHTING FOR MY OC HERE 😤😤😤

Instead, he just observes whatever he can see of your side profile and your back. You’re somewhat far away, but he doesn’t think you’re smiling.

how did you even manage to phrases like these? rid, i mean it when i say this is fucking beautiful. just perfectly represents 'you', uk? hats off to you.

The both of you hold your gazes; he attempts to look unaffected. But the pain is sharp and your fallen expression torture. You’re not hiding anything.

jk, why are u doin this 🥺🥺 i.... am in a loss for words rn bc I'm just digesting all this slowly..

“Like…” Taehyung hesitates. A thumb taps against the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the traffic light. “Like you want to go back to how it was.”

smart boy taehyung. but ridddd again 😭😭😭😭 liks you want to go back to how it was??? yeah that's my heart u hear *shattering*

And even more bewildered when his heart does this strange thing… that filling with the colour green thing.

jelly jk 😏😏 well we all knew that 😛

Remember that she’s not yours anymore.

ok this is my limit. shooting myself now 🔫🔫 jk please, PLEASE try to make her yours again 🥺 i wish i could go back to the time where they painted together 😭😭😭

Does it affect you just as much?

hell yeah bitch! and u know that don't you? 😭😭😭

“Please break. Just once.”

i am breaking right now. badly, even. i think I'll have to watch the cutest jk clips later. this angst has ruined me

Broken, inside and out, he repeats, “Fuck, angel.”

😭😭😭😭😭 SILENCE. NO ONE SPEAK. 😭😭😭😭

You’re not Nara. And you’re not just someone he mingled with, either; not the summer fling you’re naming yourself.

tell her, fuckinf tell her u shit 😭😭😭 i am so angry at him, makes me want to slap some sense into him 😭😭😭

It’s the opposite of how you look at him as you pass him by. No sparkle in your pupils; your face pale; your expression dead. Your movements are automatic.

rid my heart is so heavy rn, I'm going to cry.... this is just, idk. i am sorry for not a long review, but i am just completely blank. maybe I'll send you my thoughts later again.

reading time skip: i loved the conversation between jk and tae so much, rid. i swear 🥺❤️ jk is trying to make things right again and tae is being such a good and understanding friend. seems like bit by bit everything is falling into place? but never know u, so let's see. 😩😩😩 and the exhibition 💌💌 really wish oc comes 🥺😢

Which is why she rethinks her words, yet confesses, “She’s been doing… things. But I know they mean nothing."

oc hoe era is finally here 👁️👁️ when i say i dont like it..i want my jk and oc back 😭😭

He wonders. If you’d come, what would you’ve said? What would you’ve done?

reading this, my thoughts were (don't laugh).... oc sending him a message, saying "i saw the exhibition. it was nice, and i am proud of you." ihkjrdjfj 😭😤 but jk goes 'what :o' bc he didn't see her anywhere..💀💀 but maybe she was there all alinf, secretly watching 🥺

amazing job on this chapter!!! loved it so much rid 😭😭😭❤️❤️ the heartbreak and angst.... 🥺😭😭😭 i hope u aren't tired <33333 tc love 💕😘

colour me in: letters from the heart | jjk

Summary: You’re a maze without an exit – there’s not a single way out of you, no end to the madness you inflict on his fragile heart. You keep going on, and on, and on.

➳ pairing: Jungkook x reader ➳ rating: 18+ ➳ genre: fwb/f2l, fake dating; suggestive, angst, fluff ➳ warnings: heartbreak, coping, flashbacks, full jk pov!, good friends, tae is amazing, confessions, bottled up feelings, tears, fears, past secrets, mood changes, jk kinda a dumbass, pining, yearning, Art ✨, a birthday; kissing/making out, mentions of sex, brief sex, groping, oc is cute and i love her. the ENDING!! ➳ word count: 17k rip ➳ a/n: here gooooes. not sure when the next update is gonna be, since school started, so please indulge in this for now and definitely lemme know what you think! this one was a challenge, so i hope you like it :’) parts beta’d by my wonderful kitten @missgeniality​ <33 ➳ a/n2: the chapter begins with the night of their confession, as narrated in cmi6/silhouettes! the first few scenes are flashbacks, but from his pov. ➳ listen to: angels like you by miley cyrus |full (collaborative) playlist 🤍

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The sudden rain wasn’t part of the plan, but Jungkook certainly doesn’t mind its presence.

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[roseverdict]

oh so the Miracle Queen episode mangled mangled everything didn't it

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

hello I loved that you liked my idea of yandere douma x baby reader and ifI would like you to continue it please thank you

Of Course Gatita-darling!!!!

I think babies unknowingly make miracles when it comes to people/creatures

So here ya go

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Yandere Douma x Baby Reader | Part 1, 2

🌈👁️“They’ll question their importance. They’ve already tried to kill them more than once.”

🌈👁️Him and his master were speaking about the close call you had a week earlier

🌈👁️You were closer to almost walking, crawling around, standing while leaning on walls

🌈👁️When Douma wasn’t watching you, you had a set number of maids

🌈👁️Usually all of them were either obsessed with him or with you to an excessive degree

🌈👁️But they balanced each other out, just the four of them

🌈👁️Yun, Mui, Tai, and Mituki

🌈👁️Until this new girl who nobody could properly remember who she was anyway showed up

🌈👁️She would praise Douma but talk down to you in front of others

🌈👁️Alone she didn’t seem to have a problem with you at all

🌈👁️In fact it seemed like she wanted to take you away

🌈👁️They would scold her and whisper about her strange behavior

🌈👁️It didn’t take long before she was brought to Douma who was holding you babbling in recognition on his lap

🌈👁️“So care to tell me why you’d even dare to be so hostile to (Y/n)?”

🌈👁️“That's so annoying!” The unsheathing of a silver nichirin blade could be heard as the followers gasped to block their idol

🌈👁️“You chart that innocent baby into your crazy scheme to feast on humans.” The first swing(s) nicked everyone in the protective crowd

🌈👁️Pointing their sword at you, a crazy look in her eyes

🌈👁️“At least make this a bit more believable.”

🌈👁️The stabbing of the sword was swinging at you but she was looking at Douma

🌈👁️And he almost missed that fact

🌈👁️Thankfully when he stood tall at the end of the room all that plagued you was a rip in your lavish garments

🌈👁️And you throwing up on you and him

🌈👁️An offense that should obviously be met with death

🌈👁️And apparently he wasn’t the only one who thought so

🌈👁️“HOW DARE YOU!!” “I always felt there was something off about you.” “Now you're gonna die!” “...”

🌈👁️To your rescue: Yun with hands full of knives, Mui with a whip, Tai with a staff pole, and Mituki with a nichirin blade herself

🌈👁️“Lord Douma, if you'd like we can handle this traitor for you.”

🌈👁️“By all means pulverize her.”

🌈👁️And they did, immediately overwhelming this wild tsugoko

🌈👁️In their succession two were gifted blood of his master’s that they dedicated to raising and protecting you; the other two would take care of you during the day

🌈👁️This was the biggest attack yet, with others nearing it with: almost being thrown down a well, drowning in the river, and neglection from your old maids

🌈👁️“They’re only human and a baby at that, I doubt they could handle your powerful blood Master.”

🌈👁️They both looked down at you, who had just fallen into a tired nap thanks to your milk.

🌈👁️“Give them to me.”

🌈👁️Placed in Muzan’s arms you were none the wiser as he poured his blood over your now-exposed eyes

🌈👁️You screamed and wailed scarring everyone who heard it

🌈👁️But after a while your cries dwindled into whimpers as you resided to sleeping once again

🌈👁️“If they react well their eyes will be the only things affected.”

🌈👁️“Thank you master.”

🌈👁️To be frank Douma was scared you would die in the night

🌈👁️So he didn’t pretend to sleep or go on nightly raids he just sat and watched you

🌈👁️Continuing to oddly stare at you even as your maids for the morning came to change and wake you

🌈👁️And as he sat in his room while his followers pleaded to know what was wrong

🌈👁️He finally came up with a lie that would continue to protect you for much longer

🌈👁️“(Y/n) isn’t just a simple baby. They are a younger vessel of enlightenment. More over they are a child of the gods, so enlightenment is only one of the things they can do.”

🌈👁️Suddenly the rumors of scorn turned into praises and when you were presented in a cradle of jewels and dressed extravagantly

🌈👁️Plus you had the eyes to show for it

🌈👁️Your (e/c) eyes were now an everchanging rainbow of colors that seemed to glow even in broad daylight

🌈👁️His followers: THEY ATE IT UP

🌈👁️New joiners, more gifts, even more gullible human fodder to feed on

🌈👁️This worked to benefit him and his master

🌈👁️Now that your eyes held Muzan’s blood your information was his information

🌈👁️and it wouldn’t be impossible to influence you to ask about the blue spider lily

🌈👁️Plus ultimate nanny-cam!

🌈👁️through this blood-ridden connection both Douma and Muzan can keep an eye on you ;)

🌈👁️You’ll grow up with your special eyes, even braving the sun, to unknowingly being unable to ever leave your beloved guardians

[realm-of-rosie]

Hello :D

May I request a Zhongli x reader where reader's small fever took a turn for the worse to the point where they can barely talk nor walk? Friday the 13th hit me hard with a fever and I don't wanna go see a doctor, they might declare me positive lmAo, good thing I'm cooling down a bit.

✎ Fevers | Genshin Impact

↠ Zhongli × Reader

↠ Comfort + Fluff | Scenario

↠ Before You Read:

hiiiiiii :))

i lowkey forgot what a fever feels lsmzjsnsk BUT I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER SOON 💘 it's a good thing that you're cooling down, if it gets any worse again, you should go see a doctor 👁️👄👁️

i hope this made you feel a little better!

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it was just a fever.

just the standard raised temperature, headaches and chills, and that was it.

zhongli was a little hesitant to leave you by yourself, all alone in the home you shared but in the end, you managed to convince him to go and work because you could take care of yourself just fine.

but as time went by, you could only feel yourself get sicker and sicker.

your limbs felt heavy, a constant feeling of fatigue lingered over you and everytime you tried sitting up, you only ended up falling back onto the bed and the breakfast zhongli had brought to you had already gone cold.

you didnt have the energy to stand up and draw the curtains or to glance over at the clock that hung on the bedroom wall, so all you could do was drift in and out of consciousness, eagerly hoping everytime you woke up that zhongli was already home.

until his cool skin pressed against the burning expanse of your skin and you unconsciously searched for it when he recoiled from the warmth, and a sudden gust of cool wind made you sigh in relief at the fresh air your lungs gulped in greedily.

you could barely register a word he was saying, only feeling his concern through the look in his eyes.

"did you eat today?" he asks again, stripping off his coat and rolling up his sleeves to not get them wet when he went to go get some rags and water in a bowl.

no response, just a mindless babble of incoherent noises.

he had called for the doctor by then, before helping you change out of your sweaty clothes and attempting to cool you down with the rags he dipped in water.

"did you drink any water?"

"n-no," you involuntarily shiver, laying limply in his arms but feeling fresher and a little better now that he was here and you were in a new set of pajamas.

"can you straighten up to take a few sips then?" he questions.

you nod weakly, holding on to the headboard when zhongli went to get you fresh water.

"how about some food?"

you shake your head.

"not even just a little? you hadnt eaten all day,"

you shook your head again, trying to slide back under the covers and falling right back asleep.

"i'll stay home tomorrow to take care of you," zhongli sighs, mindlessly patting your face and forehead with the towel, dipping it back in the water once in a while, "i knew i should have stayed home today too," he stares at your sleeping face, "no, you can't convince me otherwise either, and no, it would not be a bother,"

"zhong...li," you mumble, your hand tiredly gropping and grasping trying to look for his other hand so you could link your fingers through his, "story,"

"you want me to tell you another story?" he chuckles, running his thumb up and down your hand, "alright then, let me think, hmm, ah, yes, this one takes place a long time ago, the first time i had..."

[rexismycopilot]

okay so like imagine anakin is tied to the bed and getting his back blown out, like just completely rocked like the bed is just shaking and hitting the wall and squeaking like if they had neighbors they'd definitely get noise complaints. so anakin's getting his pretty little hole filled and his prostate is just being relentlessly pressed on and it's just so good, so perfect and he's just getting ready to come like his orgasm is right there, just about to happen, his toes r curling, his eyes r rolling to the back of his head, his leg is about to cramp up from his position, the orgasm is Right There! anakin is in bliss! he hasn't been able to say anything coherent the whole time! just moaning and whining! just as his orgasm is right about to roll thru him all he can think to say is "help me help me help me" and obi-wan, the responsible and caring partner and dom that he is, immediately stops everything! he pulls out, unties anakin, and rouses him out of his pleasure the whole time thinking that he accidentally hurt his perfect sweet boy 😣 and immediately anakin is complaining and cussing that his Daddy stopped touching and fucking him so perfectly and obi-wan is just like wut. 👁️👄👁️ "what am i missing?" he has to comprehend the fact that he fucked his boy into literal babbling nonsense lol. now he has to work anakin back up to that absolutely perfect sweet spot that he was already in before being ruthlessly and disrespectfully dragged away from his pleasure. obi-wan can't help but laugh at anakin's indignant expression after they're done, warning him (with no seriousness) that if the bratting continues he'll be over his knee again!

Ohhhh myyyy godddd

I think this would also fit really well into what would Obi-Wan do if Anakin gets too deep into subspace? Like he's just babbling out things so Obi-Wan keeps going despite his little bit of reservation, but how does Obi-Wan really know if Anakin will use his safeword if he really needs to?

Anyway, I could definitely see this happening to them. Anakin way too far gone and into it and not really able to express himself well and Obi-Wan just being the worrier and responsible dom that he is not letting anything happen to his precious little sub.

But them getting back into after they talk a little and Anakin just so indignant lmao

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

HELLO I COULD MAKE A FANFIC WHERE DOUMA MEETS THE READER WHEN HE IS ABANDONED WHEN HE WAS A BABY AND DOUMA FINDS HER AND THEN OVER TIME BECOMES MORE POSSESSIVE

I think I understand you but sorry if I got it wrong

Come to find I really liked this concept and the story I got from this

so thank you so much!!

I'd definitely be willing to continue this too

Yandere Douma x Baby Reader

🌈👁️I’d expect you to be picked up by someone in his cult

🌈👁️a sweet woman with a little bit of extra love in her heart for you and a knack for writing

🌈👁️Anyway you might be in a river or just on the side of the road seen by her while out on errands

🌈👁️Lucky enough for you she had just finished nursing her son before she left him with his father to follow Lord Douma

🌈👁️And though she missed and wrote to him she couldn’t fill this hole in her heart until she started caring for you

🌈👁️You weren’t a secret, but she didn’t parade you around the group either

🌈👁️Guessing right, the devout followers wouldn’t be necessarily pleased she was dividing her love for you

🌈👁️So she kept you quiet and appealed to Douma with her looks and general demeanor

🌈👁️It isn’t until he offers to help her reach paradise that he’s extremely interested by her answer

🌈👁️“Lord Douma if I may, can I postpone my ascension until I can do something?” said with tears in her eyes and deeply bowing

🌈👁️His curiosity had to be fed with why his new and beautiful devotee decided this

🌈👁️When she goes to retrieve you she wonders if you could come with her perhaps

🌈👁️And in her last letter to her son she details this inquiry and excitedly says how she hopes one day he will join her as well

🌈👁️When Douma is shown your sleeping face he can’t help but poke and prod, holding you as he tries to figure you out what this feeling is

🌈👁️She’ll tell him how she found you and even how she has kept a log of your life for when your older

🌈👁️He’ll tell her he knows a member that will take care of you and she refuses voicing her concern about who you’ll be placed with

🌈👁️And when he counters with hiring a bonafide nurse to care for you she pushes back

🌈👁️“NO! I mean I’m sorry my lord but I think I want to raise them. I want to care for them! Sorry but may I please have (Y/n) back!?”

🌈👁️As she reaches out to transfer your now babbling swaddled form she finds she can’t remove her hands from Douma’s arm

🌈👁️“I think you deserve to go to paradise, Milwe. Even if your selflessness makes you not want to.”

🌈👁️And he can’t deny that he relishes the contrast of his oblivious baby and this woman’s horror-struck face stuggling in silence

🌈👁️And even when she realizes she can’t escape she still calls out for you one last time

🌈👁️You respond by wiggling, reaching out for her but by then she is already gone

🌈👁️And before you can actually start crying Douma will take you close to his chest like he saw Milwe do just moments before

🌈👁️And the rest of your existence is met with him learning about you and how much you grow

🌈👁️And him getting oddly attached

🌈👁️Suddenly he feels something about you

🌈👁️The unfamiliar touch of emotion that springs when you start walking to get to him

🌈👁️Or its sting when you call out for one of the members when he’s right there

🌈👁️And even when Muzan drops by for an unexpected visit he actually is scared for you

🌈👁️Lucky for you, your innocent charm earns you another fan as you beg for the demon lord to hold you and then fall asleep when he does

🌈👁️Douma realizes that thanks to the emotions he never had access to until you he has become so much stronger

🌈👁️and when Akaza threatens him over you he’ll tell them your his good luck charm

🌈👁️But he and Muzan both know that's not the case

🌈👁️And he intends to keep you by his side forever

[perdidosbucky-yyo]

I think I'm gonna need a Bible worth of librarian!Soft!dark!Bucky 🧎🏻‍♀️😩🥵

One of his favorite ways to read to you was to have you seated on his hard cock, his lips against your ear as he spoke. It was a daily routine now and the dull ache between your legs was a sensation you had grown used to over time.

*incoherent babble*

Some say he killed him, but there was no proof. Others said that something wasn’t right in his mind after he served in the Army. You ignored the rumors. He mostly kept to himself and did a good job.

Is giving Joe Goldberg vibes but I'm much much more invested in this story 🥴 I would love to see how his time in the Army made him end up like this!

“The world is a cruel place and I knew I had to protect you.”

He broke his neck in a freak accident two days later.

And I'm officially putty and he can do with me as he pleases

“Tell me you love me,” he urged, snapping his hips as you reached back to grip his hair. He groaned when you pulled on the short strands. “Now.”

🧍🏻‍♀️

“Look at this, doll,” he smiled as he held the open book in front of your face. “He wants to start a family. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

THE WAY I GULPED 👁️👄👁️

Librarian!Bucky Barnes! People aren’t really your forte; you’re not the best at verbal communication. It’s why you’ve always found solace in books. Your town librarian understands. You’re not sure how he came to be here, or who he was before, but the rumors don’t bother you. He leaves books for you in your check-out bin, notes written on post-it notes in the margins of the ones he knows will interest you. At last, someone who really understands.

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I adore this and hope you like what I came up with!

Prized Possession

Pairing: Dark Librarian!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: Feelings come to light in the most fitting way. Word Count: Almost 1.5k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, Dubcon/Noncon elements (please do NOT read if that upsets you), drugging, kidnapping, cockwarming, mention of minor character death, dark elements, possessive behavior, displays of Stockholm Syndrome, librarian!Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?), A/N: Hey, lovelies! Here's my submission for @boxofbonesfic Monkey Paw Challenge. Congrats on 7k! Thank you to Nix for the GORGEOUS Bucky edit and @late-to-the-party-81 for the beautiful moodboard. Also thank you to @sgt-seabass for "prized possession". Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Banners by the talented @vase-of-lilies. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment as it means the world!

When you were little, you used to dream that you would one day fall in love with a handsome prince. All the books you read had the princesses being saved from their peril to live happily ever after. You wished for your prince to shield you from the darkness of the world and love you for who you are. Your parents eventually told you to get your nose out of the books and live in reality. It was a silly dream.

And dreams sometimes turned to nightmares. 

Bucky let out a sigh of happiness as he paused in his reading, reminding you of how good he felt to be surrounded by the heat of your wet pussy. One of his favorite ways to read to you was to have you seated on his hard cock, his lips against your ear as he spoke. It was a daily routine now and the dull ache between your legs was a sensation you had grown used to over time. He made sure of it. Everything began and ended with Bucky Barnes. 

Everything.

“Do you remember the day we met?” he asked, nuzzling the column of your throat as he rocked his hips up. 

“I do,” you whispered. 

Your life changed the moment you met him. A chance encounter with the handsome new librarian put you directly in his path. You hadn’t expected to bump into him while roaming the familiar shelves, clutching the small pile of books to your chest as he looked into your eyes. You had never seen such a brilliant shade of blue before. 

And you never would again.

“It’s okay. Is there something I can help you find?” 

“Y-You’re not Will,” you said, taking in his short, brown hair and strong jawline. He took up space between the shelves without meaning to with his muscular frame and you chided yourself for staring. 

The smile he gave you made you shrink back more. “No, I’m not. I’m actually his replacement. I’m Bucky.”

You said your name as he looked at you expectantly. You didn’t know Will planned to quit, but didn’t question it as Bucky helped you pick one more book. Instead of getting frustrated with your small nods and one or two word answers to his questions, he was careful to help choose the right story for you.

“Sorry,” you said as he helped you at the front desk, carefully looking over your library card.

“For what?” he asked, taking one more look before giving the card back and pushing the books toward you.

“Not saying much,” you answered, tucking them into your arms. Conveying messages through spoken word wasn't your strong suit, so you did your best to express it in other ways. A kind smile here and a friendly wave there, but it didn't always work. Books were comforting because they didn’t judge you.

“Nothing to apologize for, doll. I know not everyone is a chatterbox,” he swore, the small smile you gave in response making him grin. “Tell you what. Why don’t I leave a few books for you when those are due back so you don’t feel obligated to talk to me?” 

“Oh,” heat quickly rushed to your cheeks. “You don’t-”

“I don’t mind,” he promised. 

"Okay. Thanks,” you swore, giving him a tiny wave as you cradled the books with the other hand.

“See you soon, doll,” he smiled. 

You felt his eyes on you when you left and he hadn’t stopped watching you since.

“You had the most beautiful smile. It was endearing,” he explained, shutting the book and setting it aside.

You had heard whispers about Bucky since he took over at the library. Will had given no warning to quitting and no one even saw him leave town. Some say he killed him, but there was no proof. Others said that something wasn’t right in his mind after he served in the Army. You ignored the rumors. He mostly kept to himself and did a good job.

Maybe you should’ve listened.

“You were always nice to me.”

Whenever you saw Bucky around town, you gave him a small, awkward wave. He always waved back with a lopsided grin. You liked that he didn’t force you into interacting with him, but you found yourself drawn to him anyway. Who wouldn’t be drawn to a handsome, mysterious and kind man?

You should’ve questioned why you saw him around your street when he lived blocks away. Or why small things began to go missing from your place. You thought at the time that you were being forgetful. It was foolish to pretend.

“The world is a cruel place and I knew I had to protect you.”

Blaine was a bully who teased you relentlessly whenever he encountered you, knowing you wouldn't say anything back. It was usually a comment about your looks or how maybe you could you up if he fucked you. Bucky witnessed it once from a distance, but you rushed off before he could see if you were okay. It didn't bother you and you didn't want to trouble him. Blaine thought he found an easy target and nothing more.

He broke his neck in a freak accident two days later.

And Bucky left you a flower with a new stack of books.

“You wanted me. I know you did,” he grunted, thrusting up to make you keen. “You have no idea how many times I wanted to shove you against one the bookshelves and fuck you until you cried.”

You had a feeling it took a lot of restraint. There was always a dark look in his eyes in the moments he got close to you. A brush against your backside or a touch to your arm, but they somehow seemed innocent. 

There was nothing innocent about his intentions.

“You even kept all the notes I left you.” he sighed, tracing lazy circles along your clit as you whined.

Each time Bucky chose a book for you, he left a handwritten note. It was either a reason for why he chose the story or why he thought you’d like it. You appreciated that he chose romantic stories since most of the guys in town wanted nothing to do with you. Each one was special to you. He even asked you out on a date with a note.

They lined the wall across from you, along with photos Bucky had taken of you.

“My perfect doll. Never prying or asking questions,” he murmured, his teeth lightly nipping your soft flesh. “I knew I had to have you.”

Your first date was at his place, not wanting you pressured to go out in town. The romantic indoor picnic just for two felt personal and special. You didn’t remember much after having a drink of wine. But you knew you hadn’t been home since.

“I deserve you,” he lightly bit down again as he brought you closer to the edge, your legs trembling against his thick thighs. “My most prized possession.”

The missing items from your place were in the room, along with other things Bucky moved in. You weren’t sure how he gained access to your place. It was best not to ask. 

“Tell me you love me,” he urged, snapping his hips as you reached back to grip his hair. He groaned when you pulled on the short strands. “Now.”

“I love you, Bucky. I love you!” you cried. 

“Then come for me,” he demanded, pinching your swollen bundle of nerves.

A tear fell from your eye as you succumbed to pleasure, flooding his cock and lap with your release. He wrapped a hand around your throat to keep you still, his grip prolonging your orgasm. He knew your body, and had taken the time to explore it. And your cunt pulsed around him with the need to be filled.

“That’s my good girl,” he groaned, giving you what your body asked for after a few shallow thrusts, his seed coating your trembling walls.

“Yours,” you moaned because it was the truth.

Bucky breathed heavily against your shoulder as you head lolled to the side, but he refused to leave the haven of your body. “Let’s finish this chapter.”

“Okay,” you exhaled, seeping around his cock as he opened the book again. You stared off as he began to speak again, taking in the beauty of the prison he created for you. The four walls were spacious and fresh flowers brightened it up. And there was an endless supply of books.

“Look at this, doll,” he smiled as he held the open book in front of your face. “He wants to start a family. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

Another tear fell as you sadly smiled and nodded. You didn’t know if anyone was looking for you or if they even cared. And Bucky? He wasn’t the prince who rescued you from the tower. He put you in one to preserve you. His most prized possession.

Bucky’s happily ever after.

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I'd really like to explore more librarian!Bucky, soft, soft!dark or dark. What do we think? Thanks for reading!