#but you know how much I adore the pieces by you!! ATLEAST I HOPE YOU DO OR ELSE I HAVE TO SWOON MORE SOON 👁️🫵

[dr-skazka]

MY GAY LIL BOYS!! EEEEEEE

I’m still gaping and in awe at this one,, THEY LOOK SO SOFT I CAAAANTTT *insert sobbing cat* I love my boys so much 🥺🥺 Stanley especially looks so soft in your style…. Wonderful…

A MESSILY LINED & RENDERED COMM FOR @dr-skazka !!!! featuring their narrator Hyan & his Stanley, spending a little tender downtime in the apartment,,

THANK YOU QUINN DEAREST! A PLEASURE TO SERVE THEE AS ALWAYS !!!

COMMISSIONS AREN'T OPEN TO THE PUBLIC ATM BUT CONSIDER BUYING ME A K0FI FOR A SIMPLE DOODLE OR TWO IN THE MEANTIME!

[lild00td00t]

Hi, I hope you are doing well! Can I request headcanons on how Crocodile, Buggy, Mihawk and Doflamingo would propose to their s/o or how they would react if their s/o was the one to propose to them? (Which ever you feel like is fine! :))

Have a great day!

One Piece War Lords: Proposing to their S/O

This was so adorable thank you for requesting the War Lords!! I’ll have to write a part 2. Buggy was honestly my favorite for a bit… 👉🏻👈🏻 but these are gonna be so HELLA friggin cheesy. I’m a hopeless romantic.. so please… COURT ME LIKE WE’RE IN PRIDE AND PREJUDICE.

Buggy

• He’s so nervous, his hands are clammy, even on the inside of his gloves sweat is lining along the fabric of them. He’s talked it over to himself multiple times, rationalizing the best and worst case scenario.

• He can’t help but melt when he sees you with the promise ring he gifted. He sweats bullets when you tease him about getting married… at dinner he nearly choked, and poor Mr.3 nearly had a heart attack just trying to dislodge the food that got caught in his throat. But he felt like that a majority of the times you discussed it. Like something was lodged in his throat and cutting off his air.

• So when you’re watching the crew bring a haul back on the ship, hands on your hips in a relaxed stance, you barely notice when he slips a ring on your finger, and he discreetly prays you don’t say anything about it until you screech and throw your arms around him, his body probably splits in 2 out of shock- this poor man -

• “ How does it feel knowing you’re going to be married to the future pirate king ?! Flashy ?! As it should feel?! “ Then the second you romanticize over the idea he practically hemorrhages 🥲

Mihawk

• The most poetic. God - he probably leaves you little poems every where, and they’re all based on you <3

• Your dates are so adorable. Like picnics, or going on row boats. It’s so quiet on the water, so you don’t notice when he slips down on one knee, clasping your hands in his while presenting a ring.

• You nearly flip the boat when you finally comprehend what’s happening but luckily your better half is much more calm and collected.. he was prepared for this reaction.. atleast he thinks he was -

• He kisses your knuckles, then overlaps your hands with his and holds them to his heart

• “ It seems as though the love saga of my poems will continue until death do us part…“

Crocodile

• Posessive..

• He truly is materialistic and is telling the truth. You genuinely will get what you want. But he can see it in your eyes that you’re not after his money, or his valuables or even his status. He can see the way you adoringly look up to him when he talks. And he’s not used to such an innocent form of love you offer.

• He feels that you must be protected, for what you make him feel is vulnerability. Which scares him. Because no one has ever made him feel that way before. So when the time is right, most likely on a starry night when you’re on a walk he’ll stop, just long enough to kneel and pull out the box, just long enough for you to realize what he’s doing. And with that, he confesses his love

• “ With this ring, you are mine.. whatever you want you can have. You will always be treated with my respect and my love, nothing will ever be enough to satiate how I feel for you. No amount of gold compares to that ring on your finger, for it holds the greatest power in all the world.. my promise to you. “

Doflamingo

• Like crocodile he’s possessive.. but with a sweet?? Spin ?? To it ???

• The moment he slips the ring on your finger he brings your hand to his lips for a sweet kiss, giving you that bone chilling smile while keeping his lips pressed to your skin.

• He doesn’t make a big, fancy show out of it. Because he knows that you don’t need everyone to know. It’s obvious that you’re his

• You listen when he talks. You’re never put off by his nightmares or bad moods. You urge him to talk about his brother and family. You talk about starting a new one… as a second chance.

• “ A second chance for the Heavenly Demon.. “ he thinks to himself, lost in thought. You weren’t scared to say that he was flawed, but it didn’t matter, because you could work on it together

• “ As long as you are mine, you will be taken care of and no one, I mean no one, will ever mistreat you ever again, lest they want my wrath… “ And he means it. He means every word of it. He would wage wars in your name, bring cities to the ground, and split the ocean in two if he could, unlike crocodile, who is alittle more materialistic with his promises. <3

[suguru-getos]

hey hey!! I'm very interested in your posts and your blog, I like how imaginative you are with requests:] i wanted to ask, what do you think Alhaitham and Kaveh would be like in a fwb situation? (separately, x reader)

Aww, thank you so much ☺️ this sounds like a situation that would go in different ways.

Fwb w/ reader:

Alhaitham: He’s a different one. He views things as black or white despite being so knowledgeable about things. When he sees you, or is around you… he gets this weird brain fog. One thought appreciates your company, the other wants to fuck you senseless. The good thing was, he could also sense the same fervor from your end. The way you gulped a little hard, around him, the way you shuddered when your shoulders brushed a little too hard.

It started off with a contractual thing, Alhaitham was quick to approach you about it. “Let’s say— this, whatever this is going on. Is affecting our efficiency and thinking. I suggest we take this a little further—” the dominance in his voice echoed through your very core.

You two started doing it frequently, over weekends when Alhaitham would text you to come over, over little breaks when you two couldn’t get your hands off each other. How his cock plunged into your cunt and made sure your insides remembered him, his essence, his girth, his shape.

Eventually after it is a ritual, the aftercare also being okay-ish since Alhaitham didn’t want the possibility to catch feelings on both end. You decided it was affecting you negatively. You wished for something more, even though Alhaitham & you made it clear in the very beginning that nothing of that sort will ever, ever happen between you two. Your fleeting hopes still wished regarding the same. You wanted to call him yours, and proudly.

So when you decided it’s time you two should stop seeing each other. Alhaitham sort of already knew— yet his feelings clouded his judgement. He would never force you for something like this of course, but he wanted you— maybe— it was time you both broke the rules, or atleast bent them a little.

Classic example of she fell first, but he fell harder. 🫶🏻

Kaveh:

This man is a classical romantic. A visionary with life and wants things a certain way. He has been approached with the demands like these. His seniors in the Ksharewar, juniors, peers. All of them know Kaveh is beautiful, Kaveh is perfect & have adored him for it. Absolutely loved him and cherished him because of how in touch he is with his emotions.

He doesn’t believe in the concept of FWB, if you are a friend. You won’t be touched inappropriately by Kaveh. A head-pat or two will be fine, on a few days, hugs also. Sexual intimacy would never be a part of Kaveh’s friendship. There are some rules he abides by, such as preserving himself for his one & only. 🥺

The man to wreck your insides up, kiss every square inch of your body while his fingers spread open your pussy lips and curl against your g-spot, maddening you with his artistic, slender fingers toying with your heat. Bringing out orgasm after orgasm & calling you a piece of art.

Kaveh is going to do things the traditional way. Take you on dates, impress you, woo you. Give you flowers, kiss your knuckles, hold doors open. And then; he will fuck you like you are his only slut.

[amaiaqt]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤミㅤwrite about us insteadㅤ⋆ ｡˚ㅤ♡ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhow do they inspire you ? ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤcyno, tighnari, venti, albedo !

last post of my 200 special, this has been so so fun to work on ! this is just a little self indulgent part for the rest of my favorites to be fully honest ehe

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ｡ﾟ ⊹ㅤcyno ! ㅤ

cyno, atleast to you, is the kind of man you may compare to a créme brûlée, which you often do. with his hard, seemingly impenetrable facade, in sweet contrast to his tender softness when it comes to you. everything about you makes him melt like putty, and while he's very proud to hint to the public about your relationship because it gives him the right to show off his darling, he would rather let himself get beat up by lowly eremites before admitting it.

one particular thing you do however, is say how you inspire him. this often leaves him asking himself, how does he ? how does he, an amateur to romance and a fool to your playful affections, inspire you, a writer with an admirable knack for words and an excessive talent in flustering him ?

he figures it's the same way you happen to inspire him. the same burst of motivation he gets from your praise and encouragements, the same urge to do his job well so he can get home to your warm embrace earlier. but, it's you, what about you doesn't inspire him ? you're far more special if he does say so himself, but that's the only idea he has.

and he's not that far off. he inspires your drive for work because you admire his, he inspires your pride in creating because he praises everything you show him.

"you're actually serious ?" he questions, still not fully processing that he's an inspiration to you, mostly because he was flustered. "have i ever been ingenuine towards you ?" you retort simply, meeting eyes with rusty red that looked away out of embarrassment. "no, you're always genuine with me." you smiled, "then i hope that answers your question."

basically you inspire each other. but he will always insist that you inspire him far more, and it turns into a light competition between you two.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ｡ﾟ ⊹ㅤtighnari ! ㅤ

now when it comes to him, it's a very direct, and maybe embarrassing, reason; you have the urge to impress him.

of course, you never fail to do so ! because for tighnari, just the fact that you're a dedicated writer is already impressive to him. it fascinates him when you write, and it's become one of his favorite hobbies to spend a free afternoon reading your pieces.

sometimes you'd retort that he speaks better than how you write, to which he would flick your nose for or something. because really, he means it when he says your writing is gold.

and that was back when he had yet to know that he was a part of the inspiration in your works. when you told him one day while he was sitting in your office during his free hours, his tail wagged so much. him, an inspiration to you ?

the fox doesn't find himself excited or giddy very often, but that moment was one where he couldn't contain himself and he just melts.

"aww, flower, i inspire you ? really ?" his voice is laced with tease, but he doesn't try to hide that he, himself, is flustered. his tail seemed to sway even more when his ears picked up he way you giggled, "of course, nari. i mean it." the way his ears flattened against his head as his face grew even redder, absolutely adorable.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ｡ﾟ ⊹ㅤventi ! ㅤ

firstly, him, a bard who is constantly searching for inspiration to write his songs, and you, a writer who is also constantly searching for inspiration to write new stories. a match made in heaven he says ! it's such a perfect match really, that alone is enough to inspire one of you to write something, or maybe both of you write something, who's to be certain ?

he loves to read your stories as much as you love to listen to his songs. it's something so precious to him, really. everyday is romantic for the two of you, be it him singing you a horrendously corny song he just thought of on the spot, or you hitting him with a short but romantic haiku that sends an arrow through his heart cupid-style.

there's never a dull moment between the two of you, and that's how he's such a big inspiration to your works ! he first realizes this when he notices familiar scenes in your works, almost based on scenes that happened in real life between the two of you. so when he finally asks you about it, oh how his heart flutters.

"i admit, i make short scenes about things that happen between us in real life. because they just feel so, even in the moment, they really feel straight out of a romantic fairytale." you explain, resting your head against his shoulder as he plucks randomly at his lyre. your words made him pause as his heart skipped a beat. "you're exactly the kind of man i look for just in reading novels, venti." that, that makes him explode. "d'aw !! you mean it, as in, you mean mean it ?!" there are stars and hearts in his eyes simultaneously as he holds your hands in both of his, facing you now.

you smiled, endeared. "i mean mean it, love." you truly have him wrapped around your fingers.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ｡ﾟ ⊹ㅤalbedo ! ㅤ

he's no stranger to inspiration, he understands it. but, he admits he lacks it.

until you introduced yourself to his life, then suddenly it seemed to have a different meaning. suddenly it seemed to matter more to him. suddenly it felt like more than a certain emotional burst.

he craved it even. that little sensation that drives him to work more, do more, stemmed from the way you praised him. he admired you so much, your work. everything about you screamed at him to impress you too. he never would've thought you felt the same for him.

you find inspiration from him ? how so ?

though he doesn't understand it, to you, many things about him inspires you. his words seem to roll off his tongue like dialogue in a poetic novel, and his appearance itself could match that of a prince charming. he just looks, acts, and sounds poetic, is what you mean.

"i just seem, novel-like, you mean ?" "that's basically what i mean." your explanation was already wordy, but he could only grasp what you meant by the surface. still, it was enough to leave him speechless in the best way possible.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ© amaiaqt, 2023 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤdo not plagiarize !

[fanficonly]

Wenclair X Reader - What Are You?- Part 4

Finally!!! I've finally written something!Cannot explain how my brain has not been cooperating with me writing lately.I guess this is kind of a filler chapter to keep you guessing so for now enjoy the Wenclair.

But here we are part 4 we made it hope y'all enjoy reading😋

"God! What is she?! Who was that?! This is insane there is virtually no information about this girl anywhere! Like what is she? An alien!" The voice rang throughout the large dorm room on what felt like a continuous loop to the Addams Girl.

Wednesday and Enid had been delving into the limited information about Y/N for almost an hour now and Enid was getting more and more frustrated by the second.

"Enid Dear Calm Down" Wednesday spoke lightly still staring at thier virtually blank notice board, showing her own irritation in a much more serene way.

"Do not tell me to calm down Wednesday! This girl is worse than you! Atleast your family were known and the people from your old school tweeted about the horrors you got up to" she huffs, finally putting her pacing to a stop and placing her hands on her hips to stare at Wednesday's side profile.

"You're stalking abilities are incredible Mon Amore" Wednesday admired, flicking her eyes towards the blonde for a moment of appreciation "I'm still incredibly flattered that you took so much interest in me the first day we met" She spoke trailing her eyes back to the 3 pieces of paper on the board.

"I know baby it's one of my best talents" she smiles half heartedly still a little annoyed that they hadn't progressed in thier investigation. "Soooo what do we have?" She asks, noticing that Wednesday's eyes were still fixated on their murder board, secretly hoping she had noticed something she herself had not

"Enid you have asked me this 5 times in the last 20 minutes the answer still remains the same" Wednesday replies bluntly.

"I don't accept 'Nothing' as an answer Wens, it's literally impossible not to have a digital footprint in this day and age!" She resumes her yelling and Wednesday shakes her head lightly. She strains her eyes on the board as if staring at it long enough would cause it to spontaneously change into something of importance. But after a few seconds ...still nothing

"So you have stated the last 5 times I've answered you but there is nothing more we can do with-" Wednesday rests her eyes, finally looking away from thier poor attempt at investigating and back to Enid. This was almost embarrassing for the usually successful couple.

"Nothing more we can do?!" She practically screeches, cutting her off "Where's the Wednesday Addams I know! Where is my favourite ruthless little detective!" She grabs her by the shoulders, shaking her girlfriend frantically, worried she was broken or something.

"You did not let me finish Enid" she purses her lips, placing both her hands onto Enid's wrists to settle her. "Also... I will allow the referring to me as 'little' slide because I am aware you extremely distressed right now but don't let it happen again otherwise I will not be responsible for my actions" she throws the empty threat at her girlfriend who settles and smirks in response.

"Ooo I love it when you threaten me with a good time" Enid gives her a flirty wink. Wednesday is unable to hide the affect this has on her, biting the inside of her cheeks to subdue the smile that forced its way onto her face.

"You are so violently adorable and crude Cucciola" she slides her hands up to caress her cheeks and pulls her closer lightly. She leans in agonisingly slow, causing Enid to freeze where she stood still hopelessly submissive to Wednesday's charms. Her breath catches as she feels the first inkling of thier lips connecting and then...

"But we need to focus Cara Mia" she whispers against Enid's awaiting lips, denying her the connection she shamelessly yearned for.

As she began to turn away and remove herself in order to get back to work, she stopped. This action had earned Wednesday a whine from the blonde, who's claws had retracted after such an intense rush of emotions had befallen the wolf.

"Hmm" Wednesday teased but could barely finish the amused sound before Enid grabbed her quickly to finish what the other girl had started. The Darker Haired girl allows her a peck but Enid's grip only tightened. So then a lingering kiss was granted, only a few seconds long, but she didn't shy away from pulling her in for one swift and passionate kiss and pulling away. Enid loosened her grip a satisfied smile appearing across her once captivated lips.

"Okay okay ... Finish" she removed her hands from Wednesdays shoulders then waited patiently for her to continue.

"Enid, where would you go for information you are unable to obtain from the general public" she chose to take a page from the philosopher Socrates. She didn't usually subscribe to the idea that all beings however intellectual contain more knowledge than they are aware of. And with the right amount of questioning and motivation the answers can be dragged from even the dumbest of brains, not that Enid was in this category at all. But she did enjoy experimentation with the idea

"Uhhhh" Enid looked up, thinking

"A place with privileged information" she urged again. Enid just responded with a furrowed brow and bit her lip. "Information that cannot be found in any public library or on the internet and where all beings natural and supernatural are written abo-"

"Oh my god the Nightshades library!" She beamed "Of course Let's go!" She urged, promptly grabbing her Girlfriend's hand and running for the door

...

Upon reaching the library both girls got to work spending an alarming amount of time combing through various books on different creatures,the history of Nevermore, founding families and basically scanning through all books that mentioned anything close to what they had experienced.

"Oh OH! What was her last name? Could this be her descendant!" Enid excitedly proclaimed, pointing to a picture on the tattered page of an old brown book she had been reading. Wednesday swiftly made her way to Enid's side and looked at the page.

"Enid" Wednesday had to fight the urge to face palm at her beautifully foolish other half. "That looks nothing like her and it says the woman in the photo is a scales" Wednesday pointed to the small writing explaining the photo beneath it. Enid just squinted at the page "I don't think we were told her last name... That's troubling I'm usually more perceptive than this" Wednesday suddenly thought aloud.

"You were probably too busy being impressed by her to pay attention to detail" Enid mumbled scanning the page again.

"That's not..." Wednesday's word trailed off "Am I detecting Jealousy?" a glint of something devious could easily be seen in Wednesday's usually cold, dead eyes.

"No of course not" she gave her a "pfft" for good measure and shrugged

"Because if my memory is accurate YOU seemed rather impressed by her, you even giggled like a little school girl whenever she made a joke" Wednesday spoke a matter of factly.

"Of course I was impressed by her she reminded me a little of you" Enid smiled remembering thier first encounter fondly.

"You are not serious?" Wednesday was lightly offended. Not from being told she was like Y/N but because she was one of a kind. Not a soul like Wednesday Addams herself and she knew this, regardless of whether she cared or not.

"I'm very serious" her mouth said this but the wink that followed showed Wednesday that her girlfriend wasn't threatened or jealous but just more playful with the idea of liking somebody else.

"For one she smiles, secondly she-she hurt you I would never and- and- " Wednesday grew quiet, stuttering threw her off, she wasn't used to not being sure of how to respond. Normally she was able to assemble an obscene list of things that were wrong with any individual within minutes of meeting them. So why now was she struggling to find anything wrong with the new stranger that had entered thier lives without permission.

"HA I knew it!" Enid accused "Wednesday Addams. Has your distaste for almost every person on the planet finally started to dissolve" she wiggled her eyebrows.

"I assure you my distaste for the human race has not faltered or deteriorated in any way" Wednesday rebutted.

'Mmhmm sure Babe keep telling yourself that" Enid closed the book and threw it onto a side table, amused by her Girlfriend

"Can we please focus on the task at hand Mi amore" the shorter girl asked but it felt more like an order.

"Sorry should I stop talking about how she's really pretty and talented at a lot of things and speaks a second language aaaaannd she's a hella mysterious" she teased Wednesday "I mean look at us" she gestured between them both "We've been looking into her for ages and found Squat!" Enid was finally finding an up side to thier little adventure, this was kind of fun to play around with.

"Fine. I admit she does interest me but I could never devote myself to another the way I do with you Cara Mia, you are my Soulmate" Wednesday spoke as if she had just told Enid something mundane. She seemed painfully oblivious to her own ability to sound like a devoted poet whenever gushing over Enid.

Enid smiled widely before saying "You can have more than one soulmate by the way" casually.

"Enid we have known this girl for all of 5 seconds and you're already considering polyamory as your next path, maybe I should be jealous" Wednesday blinked and looked at her Girlfriend quizzically

"Not if you're also considering it" she giggled and Wednesday gave her a small smile. She didn't know what she was feeling. In fact so much had happened in such a short amount of time it felt reckless to suggest anything before gathering more information and allowing herself time to actually think about this

"It's not uncommon among my family so it wouldn't completely surprise me" Wednesday decided but nonetheless she still grasped Enid's chin delicately and spoke again "But right now you are my one and only Cara Mia" kissing her slowly then parted from her lips to continue searching.

Enid blinked a few times, feeling rather dazed due to being blindsided by her Girlfriend's intoxicating aura. Once regaining composure , she smiled again and skipped towards Wednesday to hug her from behind and continue to help with the search.

...

Eventually both girls became tired and agreed after still getting nowhere they would retreat to eat as Enid was becoming rather groggy and irritable. She hadn't been fed since this morning and with all this drama she had worked up quite the appetite. So off they travelled in search of food and the comfort of thier shared room.

[iamgonnagetyouback]

Hi Ivy! Congratulations! I've been following your blog for a while now and interating and i just realized i haven't sent you any asks yet?? Could I ask for a snowmance?

Here's some things about me!

I love jewelery! I always wear atleast dangly earrings and my chain with rings attatched to it (the rings have sentimental value) but i usually add some dainty rings if i have the time. Sometimes I forget the jewlery it feels like ive gone bald in a way. My favourite food is french fries and my favourite drink is iced coffee. I'm also a big astronomy person!

Some dislikes are people making choices for me and assuming things about me or my friends. Pain is also pretty annoying. Sometimes i get in fights and im also just clumsy as hell so im usually injured in some way and pain is not exactly ideal for living daily life.

I don't have an ideal winter specific date but I would love to go to the arcade! I'm amazing at arcade games if i do say so myself (I know how to get the jackpot for the quick drop and the jackpot for monster drop plus I'm decent at aim and axe throwing. I am terrible at shooter games though) and I would love to go with someone new! Maybe after the arcade we could lay down in a blanket and cuddle while I play with his hair!

im sorry this is long

First of all, thank you so much! It truly means a lot that you’ve been here for a while, interacting and following along! Your ask was a delight to read—I’m so glad you sent it in!

ivy's 1k celebration ⛄️ navigation ⛄️ fandoms

ˋ°•*⁀➷ JAMES POTTER

For your ultimate Snowmance match, I’d have to go with James! James would be head over heels for your love of jewelry; he’d absolutely remember your favorites and would probably surprise you with a little star-themed pendant, secretly hoping you’d wear it with all your other meaningful pieces.

He’d think your astronomy love is so cool and would even try (and maybe fail adorably) to learn the constellations just to impress you. And he’d be all over going to the arcade! In fact, the two of you would be the ultimate duo, practically running the place as you hit every jackpot and wipe the floor with every game.

And afterward? You, cuddling with him while playing with his hair? He’d be in heaven. He’d be smiling nonstop, maybe even a little smug about how amazing you two are together, and would swear he’s never had a more perfect winter date.

And that blanket moment? He’d totally be trying to impress you with a little astronomy trivia he picked up just for you, sneaking in every reason he can to keep you close.

EEEEE! I’m officially obsessed!

[not-the-citadel-official]

okay, so, we're trying out a new format with this one. instead of screenshots, i'm going to copy paste the messages, for ease of reading.

this one is pretty important to the ongoing plots of @msc137, @presidentpawn, and @primessrick, so i really would recommend reading it! i'm sure a fair amount of this is going to show up later, here on tumblr.

#group-chat

Skittle: said this in #group-chat-2, but i dont think ryan saw it,

there are some people that really muddle the clarity of the whole "anti primess" movement

Primess: Yes thank you for your input Not-Grandson. Don't you have a bar to drink through?

Skittle: yeah im really slacking off on my duties.

Primess: As long as you are aware.

Whatever Effie sees in your pathetic presence we shall never know.

Skittle: i dont know either tbh

Primess: And you still always seek new ways to disappoint her?

Skittle: seems like it. its just a matter of time at this point really

Pawn (in response to Primess): Do you ever shut up? Do you truly lack the capability to acknowledge when nobody wants to hear from you? Are you so desperate for attention that you bring back everything you've already done in order to live out your former "glory" ?

Pawn: You're disgusting. If the only low hanging fruit you can find is scraps from past encounters, you have long since deserved to starve.

Skittle: oh. woah.

Primess: Careful, little Pawn. Your amusement will run its course, and unlike little 'Skittle', who we still find entertaining and will continue surviving our tender mercies. You will find out how unfortunate our games can be to those toys we wish to throw away.

Pawn: I don't play for your amusement. I don't fear you, nor have I been given a true reason to. You are nothing but a parasite, you leech off whatever you can get your hands on and pretend you're the monster. You may be powerful, but that doesn't make up for your weakness in every other place.

Pawn: What you do is none of my business, but it's becoming sad to watch. You're desperate for pieces of past experiments, and they are long past finished. Pretend to be important as long as it makes you feel better, but know your act is transparent.

Skittle: im. i. i think i need a minute. ill be right back.

Primess: ... It is truly quite an accomplishment to render us speechless... But how else are we meant to react when we see a fool attempt to fistfight the Sun. Your pathetic attempts to psychoanalyse us fail as you try to attribute what we do to human natures, little mortal you can not even begin to understand our mind; thinking so otherwise makes you even more adorably naive than every other Morty we see.

Primess: But please. If it makes your pathetic life have some meaning, leap into the maw, try and flail. It only serves to remind us how weak and lowly you truly are.

Pawn: You'll have that connection to humanity forever, whether you like it or not. You may be inhuman, but you started as a Rick, and that will forever your baseline. When stripped of what makes you 'special', you go back to being somebody who can only thrive off of seeing somebody do worse than you. I would say it's sad to watch if anybody cared enough to do so.

Pawn: You're not above as much as you think you are, and the day it happens, I hope to watch you fall much like Icarus. You are beyond your depth, in every way.

Primess: For a moment she watches Pawn in silence. Until a cruel laugh erupts from her throat.

How utterly adorable you are—adorable and insignificant. Be grateful for it. It is the only thing keeping that loveless little fluttery thing in your chest, actually in your chest. For now atleast.

As for your hopes, by all means, pray to non-existent gods and hope to the universe that abandoned you long ago for all you wish. But the way we see it, your dreams are as pointless as you are.

Pawn: My heart keeps beating because I make it so. If you had any say over that, I would bother to watch my tongue around you. I don't respect you, nor do I fear you. Your opinion of me matters less than it does any man I'd see on the side of the road, you're no more than a vulture to me.

Pawn: You aren't to be feared, and you do nothing but act as a fool when you pretend to be as much. You are vermin, the dirt on the cosmic heel.

#mortys-1

Skittle: um, hey. pawn, uh. thanks.

Pawn: Don't thank me.

Pawn: It's not necessary.

Skittle: ...

Skittle: i think it is

Pawn: It's really not.

Pawn: If it... helps, you're welcome.

Skittle: :)

Skittle: i mean. it is necessary. im sure you know how shitty ive been feeling lately. it was, well, it felt really nice for someone to say something to her when she started to dig into me.

Pawn: It's not just you. She needs to be taught what her place is.

Skittle: i know

Pawn: What she pretends to be is far from where she actually stands, and she looks foolish picking on an already ill teenager.

Skittle: still

Pawn: I don't need to be thanked. Others should be standing up when you can't more often.

#group-chat

Primess: Her eyes blaze Oh, poor little toy. Perhaps we were too lenient. Your heart did beat because we allowed you to have it so... Such a pity it won't do so again. At her final word Pawn's heart stops, the agony in his chest is instant.

By our count, you have 20 seconds to beg for your life.

Skittle: shitshitshit pawn it isnt worth it please apologize to her

Primess: By all means little fool die upon the floor then. Perhaps others will learn to hold their tongue

Primess (in reply to Skittle): Once again you get other people hurt Not-Grandson

Skittle: please please dont kill him

Skittle: please

Primess: Tsk tsk. We thought you said so long ago you wouldn't do any deals with us again

Primess: Either we get a deal, an apology or a corpse

Skittle: im fucking weak, okay? im not gonna let you kill him. what do you want from me?

Primess: Another favour, another game when we choose. Don't worry it won't be the same as last time.

Pawn: The pain that flooded his system instantly made Pawn clutch his chest, eye squeezing shut. He tried to wave off Morty, biting down on his lip to prevent crying out in pain, near keeling over. 20 seconds was up too quickly, the boy collapsing on the ground.

Skittle: and no one gets physically hurt?

Skittle: fuck

Skittle: deal

Skittle: i cant make demands right now just please dont kill him

Primess: Do you really think you deserve that kindness this time?

Skittle: fine whatever just please

Primess: Good choice. At the snap of her fingers Pawn's heart starts beating again... not a moment too soon

Pawn: When brought back, Pawn's body twitched, heavy gasping and coughing bringing him back to awareness. For a moment, he sat still on the floor, eye widened as he stared down at himself on the floor. Without speaking, he stood and used his gun to send himself somewhere else. Anywhere but there.

Primess: ... Skittle

Skittle: ...hi.

Primess: He does that ever again, we will rip his heart out of his chest and feed the bloodied mess to him. Make sure he knows it.

Skittle: okay

#mortys-1

Skittle: god fucking damn it

Skittle: no one ever give a shit about me again. please

Skittle (linking to #group-chat-1): this is what happens when you do

Skittle: fuck

Skittle: fuck

False Morty: im pretty sure that happened because it was a long time coming

False Morty: shouldve let him die

Skittle: he went out of his way to defend me to her and she almost fucking killed him.

Skittle: fuck you

False Morty: im just saying! this is not the first fight hes caused

Skittle: but its the first fight hes caused on my behalf

False Morty: the guy practically looks for a fight whenever he can get it

Skittle: and this is the fight that almost killed him

Skittle: the one where he was defending me

#group-chat-1

Adult!Showrunner Morty: * walks in holding a smoke wearing a cover all, looks at this shit * ...oh * leaves *

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what an eventful morning! let me know what you think of the format!

kisses, @thoughts-and-gayers!

[ohshy]

Secret santa gift for @/y2kbugs !!!! He's finally free :)

My thought process behind this piece I know my recipient likes seeing Spamton happy, so that was my main focus. As well as that, I wanted to combine the real world with a flower motif, into one piece. Said motif for this piece was to allude to a certain song, namely ‘’Digital Roots’’. It’s something I never see discussed, but a parallel I find interesting nonetheless. 

Both characters, Spamton and Flowey, achieve godhood, or so they think. Flowey is still very much a plant and ultimately succumbs to the control of the souls, and Spamton is still a puppet bound by his strings, having to be propped up by vines when defeated. Both characters have associations with tv, Spamton being a former tv star and making references to the Cathode Crew, while one of Flowey’s boss forms is a plant tv monster hybrid. Then there’s the fact Digital Roots utilizes the same leitmotif as “You Idiot”, both characters having stabbed the MC in the back for their own gain. 

Little is known about Spamton’s beginnings, but from what we know, we can assume his life wasn’t easy to say the least. Being an ignored darkner that fought and fought despite the hand he was dealt, he started out a bit like a dandelion; a beautiful flower that grows in between pavements despite the harsh conditions. Although I feel like sunflowers would be Spamton’s favorite for obvious reasons, I feel as though daisies fit his character just as well. Flower meanings are vast, but one of the meanings of daisies is new beginnings, rebirth and hope. Meanwhile, sunflowers stand for optimism, faith and adoration. Both sunflowers and daisies grow in abundance in large fields, something I feel Spamton would love about the light world. 

Starting his healing journey, he’d become inspired to paint again, he’d learn how to channel his trauma in a healthy way. I’d imagine that, even as he’s reached a state where he is okay with himself, it would go in ups and downs, as shown with the yellow sun ray-like line going up and down. Atleast painting makes it all a little easier, however. Autonomy plays a big part in it. He gets to choose the colors, to make the strokes. 

One of my original ideas for this work was a physical collage, but i reworked it into a digital collage instead. I used a photo of the real sky and a dandelion to try and give off that feeling of a collage, as well as him reaching beyond the borders of the game. Positive words surround him in his bliss, akin to the purple soul’s notebook in the Photoshop Flowey fight when you call for help. Someone heard his call, and he’s free.

Aside from Flowey’s connotations, the Mettaton one is most clear, and one I incorporated in the piece as well. 

In relation to Spamton’s character, I often think of the line uttered by Mettaton in the neutral run of his fight; ‘’Even if I'm not cut out to be a star... I still got to perform for a human, didn't I?‘’. Although I personally think Spamton didn’t die, their situations overlap in a way. Eventhough Spamton wasn’t meant to be a ‘’big shot’’, to break beyond the reaches of the game, he still meant something to the people around him, and people beyond the game.

He is at peace, being by himself, and BEING himself. Knowing that, despite his limitations, he made a difference in so many people’s lives. People he can’t even comprehend exist, and that alone makes him extraordinary. Finally, this going more into headcanon theory, but I like to think that after the NEO fight (lest he was defeated peacefully), he wants to change his ways. This differs if he is defeated violently, wherein he turns into the puppet scarf, described as ‘’for those who abandoned healing’’. He called and prayed, and his saviors destroyed his chance to become big without him realizing it wasn’t meant to be. 

When defeated peacefully, he turns himself into a weapon to be used for good. I believe darkners are still sentient after being turned into items, as shown with the Devil’s Knife ”smiling in your hand” when inspected. Plus, there’s also Lancer commenting on things happening around him while he’s a card in Kris’s pocket. Because of this, I believe he heard the Addisons grieving him at his storefront. I imagine he’d be furious at them, only showing up after his “death” and never bothering to show up after his downfall. And yet, despite how resentful he may feel to his former companions for abandoning him, them showing up to his storefront reinforces what the fun gang was trying to convince him of. That he has an audience. But more than an audience, he has people looking out for him. That, no matter what he has done or how far he feels like he’s fallen, someone out there wants him to be better, because it can always get better. It always can.

[akiology]

In the Dead of the Night || Part 2

You are married to two of the most infamous information brokers in Tokyo.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Word Count: 885 Pairing: Akira Kurusu x Reader x Goro Akechi Note: sorry this took so long!! thank u to everyone reading tho :) also i need to replace my keyboard switches, so tell me if there are any typos! have a nice day everyone !!

You wake up, earlier than usual. The moon is still shining in all its glory. On your left is Goro. He was sleeping on his back, with a face mask on. However, his hand is intertwined with yours. On your right is Akira, who is completely entangled with you. He is snoring a bit, and it is honestly adorable.

You turn to your right, where the bedside table was, and see that it is currently 4:35 am. Still early, and you probably have time to prepare breakfast.

You sit up, well atleast try to, but Akira keeps you on your back.

"Don't leave me..." he says, sounding as if he was about to cry if you actually did. He tightens his grip on your waist, and tries to pull you as close to him as he can. Goro, turns a bit on his side just enough to face you but not so much that his mask will be ruined, puts an arm over your stomach just below Akira's grip. He mumbled something incoherent.

"I am just gonna make breakfast," you try to comfort the men beside you. Goro grumbled, Akira whined.

You decide to accept your fate, after all it's not like this is a bad place to be stuck in. It is the best place, actually. Your husbands are always out because of various 'businesses' and meetings they have to do. While they never explain the nitty-gritty of their work, you know how dangerous it is.

Every time they go out, you always say a silent prayer. While you may not be a believer, you hope that there is someone listening. You hope that someone out there, if such person, entity, or creature exist, they protect your husbands and let them go home in one piece.

You remember, years ago, when you first met them.

/./

"You know this is the third month, right?"

"I know, I just need more time!"

"Well, I don't have it! Get out! I am running a business, and you are bankrupting me!" Your landlord shouts from behind the closed door, rattling the locked doorknob. You are visibly shaking as you try to get as many clothes and items you can get, and you can feel tears welling up behind your eyes.

CRASH! The sound of the door being forcibly opened will forever be ingrained in your memories. "GET OUT!" he grabbed your arm, and is practically shoving you outside the door.

You had nowhere to go.

You do not have contact with any of your family members, and you do not have any close friends to ask help from.

It was just you.

You walk down the street, with no destination in mind. You are hoping that something will fall from the sky, perhaps money. Money is preferred. Instead, you see a bar, and decided that the smartest thing to do with your remaining money was to drink.

When you entered, jazz music was playing. The lights were dimmed, and there were a decent amount of people. You quickly sat down in one of the tables near the entrance, a little isolated from the rest of the people.

"Ahem," you look up to see a buff man looking down at you. "Why are you alone there, you little thing?"

Another man joins him, "Why don't you let us accompany you, sweet cheeks?"

You shake your head in disagreement, "No thank you."

"Eh? You think you were giving us a choice?"

"Sorry, not happening. A pretty little thing like you should not be left alone."

They start getting too close for comfort, but paused when they felt someone grabbing them.

"They said no." And when they turned around, you were met with the most gorgeous men you have ever seen.

Who would've thought that those gorgeous men would eventually be called your husbands?

/./

You were pulled out of your thoughts with the sound of Akira's 'work' phone ringing. Goro quickly stood up and removed his face mask, while Akira just stirred as if it was the first alarm and he could sleep for five minutes more. You try to shake him, signaling to answer the phone. Goro slapped his leg, and Akira finally stood up from that.

He finally answers, and his eyes dart between you and Goro. Akira reaches for your hand and squeezes it, a silent "sorry" being passed from him to you. It seems like it is time for 'work'.

"Got it," is the only things he utters throughout the duration of the call, and finally ends it.

"My angel, I," he starts but you are quick to comfort him. You give him a quick kiss on the lips and gave him a smile. "It's alright. Just please be safe."

"Of course," he smiles, and nuzzles your nose, "I am going home to you. Always."

Goro clears his throat, "What about me bunny?"

Akira sticks his tongue out, and pulls you close to him. Goro scoffed and crawls toward you, stopping until your faces are just inches apart. You give him a kiss, as well. "Please come home safe and sound."

Goro gave a small smile, "Anything for you, my sweetheart."

After a quick change of clothes, they are out the door.

One more time, you clasp your hands together and say a silent prayer.

[lockem]

HIII LOVE!! ok so I’ve been in dire need of some overwatch fics I have so many ideas but one rly stands out for me could you do Moira x Fem reader or non binary if you prefer, where reader is slowly falling into a sort of “depression” state because of moiras neglect for them over her work ? Maybe ending in mega fluff lol I appreciate and adore your writing (if you ever are itching to write message me I come up with prompts out of my ass lol)

Moira x Reader

I tried my best, I didn't want to put a specific gender for the reader so anyone can enjoy it!! Hope you like it!!

angst !! +comfort ?

“Do you really care about me? or was that just another one of your lies Moira?” _

She keeps reassuring you, that once her work finally clears up that she’ll make it up to you. But that never happened now did it? Every time you ask her to spend time together or atleast take a break, she always makes such empty promises.

“Not now darling, I’m busy. Gabriel wants this done before the end of the week. I promise that I’ll make it up to you” 

“After this, we can continue that little show you always watch.”

Every single time, and yet here you are holed up in a small room, with only the sounds from the tv whispering. You’d miss how you and Moira would spend time together, how you’d go on little dates, or hold eachother and whisper sweet nothings as you’d fall asleep together. But that had been months ago, Moira always making excuses, distancing herself from you while she drowns herself in more and more experiments. 

An icky feeling in the back of your head forming, “What if she’s grown tired of me. What if she’d replace me with one of her subordinates? That cute assistant? Or what if she really hates me now. She’s always said she isn’t one for affection— what if—” 

What a foolish feeling. Sounds like something Moira would say, it just hurts to think about. So many “what ifs”, so many scenarios filling your head, “It doesn’t matter anyways, she’s probably leaving me soon, who am I to think I’d deserve to be someone like her, she’s so amazing, intelligent and beautiful.. She’ll probably choose that new assistant of hers over me—” Soft tears rolled down your cheeks, your room feels awfully cold, soft sniffles could be heard as the room lights up, the lights from the tv illuminating your tear struck face.

“Are you still watching?”

The show has finished. You couldn’t even pay attention in watching the finale, you’d been too busy, thinking about her, thinking about Moira. As you’d reach for the remote, you heard soft knocks on your door.

“Darling? Are you in there?”

Ah… Speaking of which, she’s here, outside your door, still calling you the same old name, so sweet. Hearing no answer, Moira lets herself in, gazing upon your tearstruck face.

“Darling.. Are you okay? What happened, I’m here now” she holds you, the same way she always did, with so much care, so gentle, it makes you feel like you're made of glass. Unlike her experiments, she’s always taken such good care of you. As soon as she held you in her arms, the tears began flowing, you’d miss her. She’s missed you. It’s like when she distanced herself and buried herself in work she’d broken you into pieces.

But now that she’s here, loving you as she did before, it feels like she’d put you back together. Gluing pieces of your relationship together, trying to keep it from falling apart. “I’m so sorry my dear, I know I’ve been distant for a while, I just wanted to finish everything, so I can hold you as long as I want. I am so sorry my dear, I didn’t mean to, I promise this won’t—” words cut short, shutting her up from her ramble of apologies, oh how you’d love her voice, her warmth, her presence, you missed kissing her. 

You didn’t care anymore, those jealous thoughts vanished as she held you. Moira didn’t care about her work anymore, you were here and so was she. She was going to make it up to you. So as the tv flickered off, the lights went, just the two of you together again was enough. You held each other in the dark, whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ear as you both nodded goodnight.

[teddybeartoji]

AJSHDHBEDWWUJXS EVERYTIME WE DO THIS I JUST HAVE TO START WITH A KEYBOARD SMASH BC THAT'S JUST HOW I FEEL

BEFORE I EVEN READ ANYTHING I ALREADY SAW U SAY SOMEWHERE ABOUT WRITING SOMETHING IN DE FORM AND I JUSTTTTT ASHAHSJGGQJHASAHGJSAJK I WAS THINKING THAT TOO I NEED U TO KNOW THAT I'M SO EXCITED

just so you know i put on the de soundtrack rn an i am so ready to dive into your head

like he just wakes up and he doesn’t Remember anything but there are bits and pieces still intact and gojo pretends not to know him to save him from the pain of it all. maybe it’s kind of like a test where the higher ups want to see if geto is capable of entering human society again… and his life is on the line….. but obv gojo doesn’t tell geto this

I 10000000000000000000000% SEE THE VISION???????

JUSTICE SKILL?????????????????

DEVOTION SKILL??? YEAHHHHHHH

BLUE SPRING OF YOUTH SKILL????????? ARI I'M KISSING U RN HOLY FUCKHSJAGDKDGJDGHWAKDH I WISH I COULD SEND YOU A VOICE MESSAGE OF ME SCREAMING I ADORE YOU AND YOUR GENIUS BRAIN SOOOOO MUCH IT'S ALMOST HURTING ME I CAN'T CONTAIN IT ANYMOOOORE THIS IS SO GOOD??? SO FUCKING GOOD YOU DESERVE EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD YOU AMAZE ME DO YOU UNDERSTAND

THE WHOLE DE FORMAT PART???????????? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME I WOULD PAY YOU TO WRITE A FULL FIC LIKE THAT

SUGGESTION — He’s close. Close enough to touch, if you wanted to. Do you?LONGING [Medium: Success] — More than anything.

LIKE???????????????????????? I CAN'T EVEN THINK PROPERLY TO GIVE YOU AN ACTUAL REPLY BC I'M JUST SO... AMAZED BY THIS I'M SERIOUS IF ARI HAS A MILLION FANS I AM THERE IS ARI HAS ONE FAN IT'S ME AND IF ARI HAS NO FANS THE WORLD IS ENDING IT'S BURNING DOWN SOMETHING IS WRONG

”You… *really* aren’t making this easy, you know that?”

AJKBSHHKAJDJAKHDWJK3DWHDAWHD ARI YOU ARE NOT MAKING THIS EASY I'M SPIRALING ARI PLEASEEE I'M BEGGING FOR A FULL FIC (WAIT NO PRESSURE THOUGH JUST YK IF U WANT TO WRITE ONE YOU KNOW I'M HERE FOR YOU)

absolutely obsessed with your harry!geto i need to know more!!!! PLEASEPLEAAAASE

"fuck it. let's have more cryptids." gsahghgsagsahsghahgsa it's so them!!!!! this is the silly version fr AND OFC HE'D GO FOR THE INEXPLICABLE FEMINIST AGENDA TOO ME N GOJO ARE THE SAMEEE LOSERS UNITE!!!

btw survival of the fittest vs the longing can you hear me crying

i just randomly remembered that this song exists and i just.... IT FITS HARRY SO WELL LMAO IT'S SO STUPID

i'm sorry i don't have any new thoughts for you i don't i have to brain capacity to think in de way (atleast yet!)(i think i will when i replay it)(i hope so!)(and before you come at me for apologizing... this is my town i can do whatever i want)(i should not be in any sort of power position ever)

SHOKO IS 1000000000000000% GIVING KLAASJE VIBES WHAT THE FUCK ARI UR BRAIN IS LITERALLY THE BIGGEST THING IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD i can totally see her on that rooftop...... btw this just made me think about gojo!harry and geto!kim too lmao it kinda works doesn't it???

- @softgirlgonehaywire

RIGHT RIGHT RIGHTTTTT THEY’RE SOOO….. no because . just …… this lonesome smoking woman on a rooftop who never tells you more than vague half-truths and hides her humanity behind an air of feigned indifference ……… who tricks you and tricks you and tricks you until she’s all out of them…. who runs from city to city and loves revachol and wants it to love her back :(((( mickey i love klaasje so much she’s my favorite ever . AND THE SHOKO VIBES ARE SOOOO THERE they’re the same to me!!! like maybe klaasje is a tiny bit more morally dubious but shoko is also so gritty in a way . no sorcerers are saints i think there’s something a little Off w her <33

AND MICKEY MICKEY MICKEYY DONT SAY THAT MY BRAIN IS SPINNING SO FAST..,….. ok but . HEAR ME OUT . what if we switch the roles…… harry!geto & kim!gojo…….. geto who wakes up alone with no memories and a scar on his forehead and when he walks downstairs he meets a beautiful man who he doesn’t remember but said man shakes his hand and introduces himself and looks at him fondly. IT DOESNT WORK SUPER WELL bc geto isn’t silly enough to fully be Harry but just . harry’s whole theme of like…. being a pretty Bad person who gets the chance to reinvent himself is sooo geto to me.

OTHER THAN THAT THOUGH UR SOOO RIGHT it works so well like imagine them . on the balcony . geto is smoking and gojo is listening w stars in his eyes….. asking questions…. he’s so enamored w the city he’s so curious. the first thought that popped into my mind was gojo giving his hat to the cold bookstore girl :(((( GHHHHHH I NEED IT SO BAD STSG DLC WHENNNNN.

ALSO THIS MICKEY MICKEYYYYY THIS IS SOOO STSG ISNT IT LIKE IT EVEN WORKS ON BOTH ENDS….. i feel insane they’re the CUTEST .

[lild00td00t]

Straw Hat Pirates: Love Languages

Luffy

PHYSICAL TOUCH

• With as much as Luffy hugs, wraps around and embraces people he genuinely comes off as a physical touch type to me.

• Loves sitting beside you, if you can’t sit directly beside him he’ll make sure you’re touching in some way, is not AT ALL shy and WILL sit on your lap-

• definitely pulls on your arm or pokes you to get your attention, and holds your hand whenever you travel together

• He loves giving random hugs through the day, doesn’t matter what you’re doing, he’ll find you 👀

• Sitting and reading a book ? That’s cool, Luffy wants to be sitting directly beside you, almost in your lap reading it too. Taking a nap ? Awesome, Luffy will join and wrap around you like a python. Eating ? How kind of you to “share” your food and hold his hand while you eat

Zoro

QUALITY TIME

• Zoro loves getting to have drinks with you, whether it be with the crew or only each other so long as you’re there he’s having a good time.

• Adores having you with him while he trains, he’ll catch you sneaking a peek and trying to play it off like you didn’t, only for him to secretly flex more, or turn away to give you a better look, he knows exactly what he’s doing

• Just having you with him regardless of whatever he’s doing, whether it’s drinking, training or on look out he enjoys you being there

• He enjoys the comfortable silences that you two have sometimes, where he can listen to whatever you’re doing while he’s cleaning his swords, knowing you’re just a few feet away brings him comfort

• It’s a good thing you’re always together too, you make sure he stays with the crew, much to their relief. Unless you’re just as bad as he is at navigation, then you’ll somehow end up in enemy lines in the complete opposite direction of the crew… if that’s the case, then… atleast you’re together, right ?

Ussop

GIFT GIVING

• Most of his gifts are handmade!!

• Listens to you INTENTLY for his next project, he’s always making things and leaving them for you to find, it’s the sweetest

• I feel that Ussop has AMAZING attention to detail in relationships, he’ll notice you talk about something often or buy something more frequently then other things, and from there he has an idea of what to get you

• You’ll wake up to your favorite snack food on your bedside table or a new piece of jewelry you were looking at, he pays VERY close attention

• ALWAYS knows what to get you, he’s like a mind reader, I bet he’s the type of person everyone hopes to get for white elephant gifts besides Nami, they always get the best gifts.

• His are always so sweet and sentimental as well, I imagine he gifts you drawings of yourself as well, his handmade gifts are simply adorable and the sweetest

Sanji

ACTS OF SERVICE

• “ I was born to serve the ladies! “

• And serve he does - need a drink ? A snack ? A comfier blanket ? He’s on it!!

• LOVES making new foods for you to try, whether you have a sweet tooth or prefer more savory meals he’s constantly aiming to please you

• Takes care of the dishes, cleaning, and prep all by himself, won’t let you lift a precious finger in his kitchen, though you can stay and chat with him, it would be extra appreciated!

• He loves being your errand boy, and will gladly see to it that both your errands get done, on top of that he’s ALWAYS the one cooking dinner, as Sanji says, he loves to serve!

Nami

GIFT GIVING

• Nami’s love language was quite obvious to me, which is gift giving.

• the problem with her “gift” giving is…… was it actually purchased or did she use her five finger discount. In other words, did she steal it ? The anwser is: most likely.

• Nami gifts you lavish accessories and clothes, she LOVES matching outfits sometimes. I would imagine since she’s ALWAYS shopping she picks up a few matching things here and there. She expects gifts in return however, and I imagine she isn’t cheap to shop for, but whatever you get her I imagine she’s very appreciative.

• Dates with her would look like lavish shopping trips between the two of you, no Luffy or Zoro to destroy half the town and send everyone fleeing, just you, her, and a pocket full of cash to spend!

Nico Robin

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION

• Robin thrives off of words of kindness and encouragement, let her know she’s a great partner or that you enjoy her and she’ll be so grateful for you

• Give her nicknames, please, this woman needs so much kindness after everything she went through

• I feel sometimes Robin needs reassurance, sometimes the names that hurt her in her past come back to haunt her, which is why I feel she would thrive on your encouragement and affirmations

• She definitely returns the favor, praising you for even just the minimal, she will always voice her contentment with you

• Will give you even cuter nicknames, I imagine she’s quite crafty and thinks of some crafty ones as well!

Franky

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION

• LOVES when you call him or anything he does ‘super’, he gets so excited that his mannerisms are rubbing off on you

• He’s such a softie, he cries if you start to get sweet with him, he’s ALWAYS the first to cry or get emotional once you compliment or begin to affirm him, he’s just so touched by your words!!

• Always shows his new inventions or ideas to you first. You give him the motivation to make it even better or build it faster, you are indeed his muse and inspiration for most things!

Jimbei

ACTS OF SERVICE

• Like Sanji, he is a doer. He’s always cleaning or finding ways to help the crew out, he’s never idle!

• always offers you a helping hand, especially if you have trouble finding the motivation he will make sure to personally assist you in what you need help with, whether it’s running errands or getting up for the day hes there to encourage you and take on the day with you, even if that means giving you an extra boost to start!

Brook

QUALITY TIME

• ALWAYS goes to you for song inspiration, like Franky, you are his muse!

• Practices his songs or music when you’re together, you get exclusive access to all of Soul Kings unrealized albums.. your friends must be so jealous!!

• Will always share a cup of tea with you in the mornings, it’s the one time you find him to be quiet before he starts his musical practice.

• he loves to sing for you too, not just practice, but he practically serenades you. Before bed he’s outside the door, guitar in hand while Franky sobs in the backround, wailing about how beautiful love is, atleast he has a special way of conveying how he feels!

[husbandhannie]

didn’t i tell you?

genre: fluff

pairing: scoups / seungcheol (seventeen) x reader

words: 900

warnings: none, really. there’s a couple of mentions of the reader being followed by some creep, but nothing specific and nothing happens.

a/n: 1) just to be clear, i don’t think being followed is a trivial matter at all. the mc laughs at the end because of adoration for scoups, not because they think safety is a laughing matter. 2) this is similar to supposed to be, in that it has a meeting of old lovers. i have a few more of these in mind, i might write soon. 3) this might not be as good as i wanted it to be, it has been a hard day - but i wanted to write to escape the reality, i guess. as always, feedback is welcome and appreciated <3

you’re being followed, you think. wait no, you’re definitely being followed - you just noticed this guy dressed in all black making the same turn you did, and he’s maintaining a constant distance from you. you knew you should’ve left the office early, and just done that last report after the weekend - but you wanted to enjoy your days off without worrying about leftover work. now you’re walking alone at night, hoping you reach home safe and that this man doesn’t catch up to you.

you contemplate your options if he’ll come closer; your phone died so you can’t call anyone, no one seems to be in sight so screaming is useless, you’re a failure in the self-defense department, and your pepper-spray lies unopened inside a cupboard somewhere in your house. the thoughts of your pepper-spray, inconveniently, remind you of him.

choi seungcheol.

“make sure to carry it with you whenever you go out”, he had said while handing you the can, “especially if you think you won’t be back until it’s dark. also, try to not walk alone in the dark”. you wonder what he’ll say if he saw you now. actually, you know exactly what he’ll say, “didn’t i tell you to carry the pepper spray and not walk alone in the night? why didn’t you call me?”.

the days when you could call him whenever you wanted are long gone now. there’s no bad blood between the two of you, just a realization that if he wanted to be an idol then he wouldn’t be able to be with you, atleast not while he was still a trainee. he’s an idol now - the leader of a large and famous group at that, and you would be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about calling him up to see if he’d want to try again, but you never have the confidence to go through with it. it’s been years, and just because he still lives your heart doesn’t mean you have a place in his.

the rustling of footsteps brings you back to reality, and you realize that this is a terrible time to be zoning out and thinking about your ex-lover. making the turn to another street, you notice a man in a green beanie walking in front of you, occupied by his headphones and whatever he’s typing furiously on his phone. feeling lucky and a little desperate, you slowly close the gap between the two of you, hoping your unwanted follower leaves after seeing that you’re not alone.

the man in the front must’ve felt you coming closer, for he turned around to glare at you. you look away, not ready for a confrontation. he must’ve sensed your fear, asking, “are you okay?”. your head shoots up at the familiar voice, looking up to meet seungcheol’s concerned eyes.

he’s not changed much, you think. oh sure, his hair looks a different color even in the dimly lit street, and his jacket fits him well enough for you to sense how much he’s bulked up - but his eyes are the same. even when he thinks he’s talking to a stranger in the middle of an empty street, his eyes are kind and gentle.

he repeats the question again, this time raising his eyebrows. you jerk your head slightly to where the creep is, and seungcheol’s eyes flair with anger as he understands your fear.

it’s strange how well you can still read him. even with his face covered by a mask and beanie, you know he’s debating if he should stay with you or give the man a piece of his mind (or fist). he must’ve decided on the former, for he looks at you again and says in a soft voice, “would you like me to drop you off at your home?”. you nod, walking slowly down the street as he follows. you take a last look back, and see that your follower is walking away.

seungcheol and you walk in silence to your apartment complex. given your non-verbal answers, he must’ve sensed how scared you were, and decided to maintain the silence to not pressure you to talk. you feel him glance your way more times than you can count, and you wonder if he recognizes your face or mannerisms.

you stop near the door of your building, turning to look at seungcheol one last time. “well, this is it then”, he says, “stay safe, and goodnight”. as he turns to walk away, you have an inexplicable need to thank him - not tell him who you are (because you can’t handle a reunion at the moment), just thank him. “just quietly whisper thanks, you can do it”, you think to yourself. you open your mouth, and for some reason, louder than you intended, “seungcheol”, you hear yourself say.

oh no. oh dear. oh fuck.

seungcheol sharply turns around and looks at you with recognition and disbelief on his face. wide-eyed, he asks, “y/n?”. i guess we’re doing this then, you think to yourself and sigh. “hello seungcheol”, you respond - watching a wide smile adorn his face.

the two of you are silent for a moment, taking each other in - then his face shifts, almost comically fast, to one of anger and concern, and you know what he’s about to say before he says it. “why are you walking all alone at night on an empty street? why weren’t you on the phone?”, and, “are you carrying your pepper-spray?”.

he hasn’t changed at all, you think, as you giggle softly at him, only for him to whine about how he’s being serious.

[riddle-me-ri]

Some fluff with PI Riddler would be absolutely fantastic. Love your writing :)

A/N: PI Riddler, PI Riddler, PI Riddler. I am here for it. I am here for it. Since he’s a PI in Gotham City Sirens, it’ll be that interpretation of him, plus I just adore him in that comic. He looks so damn good in that comic asdfgg Also…this sorta turned into like a one-shot? It was going to just be random fluff but it sorta grew into a story so now it’s fluff with the context I hope you don’t mind, rip.

Trigger Warnings: none just an obtuse amount of fluffiness

Word Count: 1.3k

Gotham City Sirens Riddler x Reader - Just a Man

“Edward Nygma…I swear…”

“Choose your words wisely, dear. I may just hold you to whatever you’re about to threaten me with.”

“I-I just need you to be still!” You giggled out of breath. 

You were once again playing the role of home nurse. A role you have found yourself fulfilling more times than you desired to. You started to have a nagging feeling in the back of your head that Ed had ulterior motives to getting hurt…just to see you tend to him. 

Attempting to wrap gauze around your lover’s torso after sewing up a stab wound in his lower torso, cleaning it and bandaging it. The gauze was just an extra measure of protection and to keep the wound clean, yet Ed was making it a point to be difficult. 

Because why wouldn’t he.

Edward was constantly contorting his body in the opposite direction you required him to be in. Everytime you tried to wrap around his right side, he blocked you. Same with the left. You could tell he was just messing with you cause of the shit eating smirk on his face. 

“Eddie!” You squeaked, albeit sternly…sorta. 

“Okay, okay, I’ll concede..” He sighed. Ed held his arms out to the side so you could wrap the gauze. 

As you leaned forward and began finally wrapping the dressing around his torso. As you gave a finished pat to the end of the wrapping with some tape, you instantly felt a pair of warm strong arms around you. 

Edward squeezed you into him. You hesitated to fall into his embrace, to try and show some restraint and defiance. You weren’t going to let him get away with being difficult…oh, who were you kidding.

You did go out of your way to roll your eyes and scoff annoyingly, before ultimately wrapping your arms around him and laying your head on his bare chest. 

The drumming of his heartbeat. A humble reminder to him and yourself that for all Edward Nygma was and is in this current moment. For all his brilliance, determination, and ingenuity…for all he has gone through and has yet to overcome. 

He was still just a man. Once a supervillain, somehow reformed to a private eye. 

Still just a man with a beating heart, somehow still in one piece. 

“Is this a sufficient apology for my antics earlier?” He mumbled in your ear.

“Mmm…not yet, just a little longer…I’m just getting comfy” You picked your head up to look at him. 

Ed chuckled softly.

He lifted his arms up for a moment, so you could properly sit sideways in his lap. Your head and left side laying against his front, and your legs stretched out on the couch. Edward put his hand on one of your bent knees, and began slowly rubbing your shin up and down. 

You laid your head back on his chest, closing your eyes, engulfing yourself in his natural warmth. “Yeah…I guess you can be forgiven…atleast this time.” 

“I’ll be sure to up the ante for next time .” He snickered.

“I really wish you wouldn’t, Eddie…” Your eyes widened at the admission. 

You know who he is, and you wouldn’t change him for anything. You knew no matter how much you lament to him about his reckless impulsiveness…Ed was going to do what he wanted or what he sought fit at the time. 

“I-I’m sorry…” You tried to quickly rectify your concerns that surprisingly slipped out. “I just…don’t like seeing you hurt.”

Edward waited on bated breath, but eventually exhaled in empathy. “I-I know, darling. And trust me I don’t like getting hurt…” He leaned into your ear. “...unless it’s by you.” Ed whispered. 

You groaned as you playfully shoved his head away from the side of your face. Ed let out a soft whine at your assault, as if to highlight his point. 

“You’re absolutely incorrigible, Nygma.” 

Ed’s hand that was caressing your shin, slowly, teasingly began making headway to your thigh. 

“I know.” He smirked.

You already felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up as you felt the growing tension of another trap ahead. Like a mouse eyeing the metal bar and the cheese laying on the platform waiting to be triggered. 

“Eddie! I’m being serious! I swear, if I didn’t know any better. I would say you’re getting yourself hurt just so I can patch you up!”

“My dear, of all efforts I go through in hopes of obtaining your affectionate attention…the least favorite of mine is when I’m hurt…although…you’d look exquisite in a nurse uniform.”

“Ed!” 

His hand has made itself known on your thigh now, still rhythmically stroking the skin up and down by the tips of his fingers. 

“Sorry, sorry. But I do mean it, darling…it is with every intention I come home to you in one piece. Even with my rather, simultaneous constant and growing desire to want you as close to me in every intimate way possible…” 

Which did nothing to help you come up with a response to his rather vulnerable, yet amorous statement. 

Ed took your silence as an opening to continue his argument. “...You and I both know if I can get out of something unscathed I can and I will. But you know as well as I do, the unruliness of Gotham…some things just can’t be avoided.”

“You’re still just a man.” You repeated the thought from earlier, over the same heartbeat that brought the thought up in the first place. 

“Indeed.” He kissed your head. “I know you get worried. If I could take those thoughts away I would.”

“I know.” You squeezed your arms around him. “You know I wasn’t actually accusing you of harming yourself right?” 

“I know, but that was a damn good argument I made, wasn’t it?”

You pinched at his love handle causing him to let out an almost pathetic yelp. 

“I changed my mind. You’d make a sadistic nurse.” Ed sneered. 

You chuckled. “Aww, Eddie…I thought you liked it when I hurt you.” You whispered in his ear. 

“Yes, when it’s consensual. Pinching me whilst I’m in recovery is an entirely different circumstance.” 

“Aww, I’m sorry here…” You put your hand to the side of his face, making his head turn to face you. 

“Let me remedy that for you…” You brought his head down, while you leaned closer and met his lips with yours in a sweet loving kiss. 

You felt the arm that was wrapped around your waist tighten it’s grasp around you. The hand on your thigh, paused in it’s stroking pattern to grip your skin like a vice. Reluctantly you pulled away from his lips, you looked up at him with a pleased smile. 

Ed smiled back, before he leaned in and kissed your cheek. Next, your jawline, then the start of your neck. He began making a trail from your cheek to your shoulder, before reversing to go down to your collarbone. 

You giggled softly at the tickling sensation of his breath on your skin. One of your hands going around his neck and the other seeking refuge in his hair. Ed began kissing back up your neck and back to your cheek. He rested his forehead against yours, staring into your eyes. 

“I love you, Edward Nygma.” You breathed. 

“I know.” 

You brought your hand back into view from behind him. You mimicked a pinching motion with your index finger and thumb. You chuckled when you felt more than heard Ed’s dramatic gasp. 

“I-I love you too, dearest, sweetest, merciful darling!” He smiled warily, almost shrieking his exclamation. 

“Correct.” You kissed the tip of his nose, before properly rewarding him with another deep kiss. 

For all intents and purposes, Edward Nygma is a lot of things. Formerly known as The Riddler, a well-known adversary of the Batman. One of the most intelligent man the city’s ever known, for all his debonairness, resourcefulness, and prowess. 

He is still just a man. 

A man so devotedly yours, and you wouldn’t have him any other way.

[lokisprettygirl]

Love in the time of Uncertainty (Loki x Female Reader)

Chapter 9

Summary : Loki finally runs and you're heartbroken but he made sure you're taken care of, will your paths cross again someday or he will be a forgotten memory?

Warning : 18 + , some smut, angsty angst, hurt loki , hurt y/n, 5k+ words so read it in your free time

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Next morning when you woke up you had a dreadful feeling in your gut, it was screaming, you just knew something wasn't right. You woke up alone and though it wasn't that unusual, as loki often left early for the hospital, it just didn't feel right especially after the emotional night you spent with him.

He has never been so vulnerable with you and everytime you felt like you were breaking down his walls he would close himself back up in it again. His room was clean, the mirror fixed magically, things were at their place somehow, you sat on the bed as you sighed, the safe was opened, you could see the door was slightly ajar and you had a sinking feeling in your heart, you stood up and opened it further. The apple was gone and there was a piece of paper inside it instead along with some other things.

You took it out and as soon as you read the first few words you felt your heart breaking, you didn't think it was possible but it happened. You just knew he did something awful, that he finally ran forever like he said he would.

My darling sweet y/n ,

By the time you'd probably read this letter, I'll be gone. I don't know where I am going but I do know that I had to go and I had to leave before I fall even deeper in your warmth and safety.

You have been nothing but kind to me ever since we met, and I have been nothing but brash and mean to you, I was only trying to protect you from the darkness I have in me, the wall that you always tried to break sweetheart, it wasn't really a wall, it was all me, I have nothing left to give you anymore.

I can't be your man even if i try to be, you deserve someone who would fulfill your every little need, who would accept your offer for a date with open heart, who wouldn't reject your cuddles and those adorable neck kisses sent from heaven itself, who would appreciate how considerate and caring you are when you would send him off with food you made for him with so much love, who would treat you like you're the best woman in the world, because that's truly who you are sweet y/n, I wish I was good enough for you but I am not.

The time that I have spent with you in past few months, after a very long time I actually felt something in my cold broken heart, and I wish I was able to return it and I wish I was capable of being the man you wished for me to be but I am not and I just want to apologise to you for being a coward, for not saying goodbye face to face.

I wish I was stronger than that but I am not. I come with a lot of baggage and that's not what you deserve, you can't be responsible for it, you shouldn't bear the burden of my past, I am broken but you my darling, you're filled with hope, and love and so much of sweetness, the light in your eyes, the sparkle that often made my bad days better, I want to protect that light, that hope you have, that pure soul of yours. You won't have any of it with me, I would just drag you down with me into this void.

Just so you know darling, the condo is paid for, it's mine and you can live there as long as you want, the world is still not a safer place, not for you, and it won't be for a while, but you don't have to go anywhere my sweetheart, you can live there as long as you need to, even after everything is fine, you can stay there, groceries and other bills will be taken care of.

I am leaving a card in the safe, it have details for the bank account, use it please, atleast until you're back on your feet, I know what you're thinking, that I'm doing you another favor, I am not, I'm just paying you back for everything you have done for me. Even though I never can, it would never compare.

You made this broken shell of a man smile and happy, made him feel loved sometimes even though it felt impossible at one point, last night you told me that you wished for me to find someone who would give me hope, well I did darling, I did. And she's the sweetest girl in the whole nine realms for me. You❤️ I only could wish that I was the man, you thought me to be when you first met me.

Take care of yourself love, be safe for me please, if you feel scared or alone, just know that you're stronger than you think, I admire every little piece of your existence, I know you gave up on your dreams once but I see a passion in you whenever I see you cooking, you truly enjoy doing it and you have magic in your hands, my tastebuds relished each n everything you made for me so I signed you up for national culinary school of los angeles a while ago, I'm sure you'd well there, just a little something.

You can pursue it when things get back to normal, You don't have to do it if you don't want to, but whatever you choose to do I hope you'd do it with all your heart, you can be so good, so great my sweet y/n, just follow your passion. Never ever give up, never end up like me.

Love, Loki ❤️

Last but not the least, you're truly one of a kind, never change, never let anyone break your spirit, always keep your head high and always know that even if everything feels as if they're against you in the moment and if you ever feel so lonely or hurt, or if you ever feel as if you're not enough or the best of the best, just remember that there's a god out there who thinks otherwise. Fairwell my sweetheart.

As soon as you finished the letter, you broke down into million pieces, everything he said just hurt you, if only he would have stuck around you'd have told him that he was never a burden or an emotional baggage and even if he was, you wouldn't mind sharing that baggage of him, that you wouldn't mind lessening his pain.

He healed you free of cost, he made you feel happy, he gave you a home to stay in rent free during such times and took care of you when you got sick, he lifted you up when you felt down.

He loved you in his own ways and he had no idea. Even when he ran, he made sure you were taken care of, that you were safe, that you had a future once all this was over. A man with no heart wouldn't make such efforts for you, he wouldn't even bother or think of you before leaving. He was hurt and he needed love and he needed someone to tell him that he was going to be okay, that he would be loved again, that he could trust again, but he didn't give you a chance.

He didn't stay around so you could tell him that.

You were heart broken, insurmountably and god you missed him every second after that, for a week it felt as if you couldn't even breathe properly, your heart felt too heavy, the condo felt so big and empty without him, you saw him everywhere you looked, you missed his presence, his laugh, his body, everything, every little thing, you often hoped that he would just appear out of nowhere but he never did.

You did research more about him, but you didn't find much, was he even real? Sometimes you'd doubt your own sanity, but then you'd go to his room and take out one of his shirts, the ones that still smelled like him and they gave you comfort.

You missed looking into his eyes, the way he would look at you while he fucked you, as if you were his and he was yours, even though he always said you meant nothing to him he made you feel otherwise with his actions, you missed him taking care of you, you missed his whole existence and you hated it.

Months passed but you never could forget him, he was always there in the back of your mind, he was in your heart, the cases dropped slowly, the vaccines worked, things started to open up and got back to normal again. Nothing was same as before but you didn't have to stay locked in his condo anymore, it felt so weird going out after such a long time, but slowly and steadily you adjusted to the real world again.

This pandemic had also made you realise the importance of having your loved ones close to you, so you reached out to your parents and apologized to them as well.

You got vaccinated, it was a full proof immunity from the virus, loki worked on it with other scientists, he stayed anonymous but you didn't know of that, you soon got your old job back, you decided to go for that culinary school he signed you up for.

You later found out that he paid for that too in advance, you were juggling the classes and work and it kept your mind off him, atleast for the day, even while you cooked you imagined how he would react to that particular dish if he was there, at night you'd miss every little inch of him, his voice still lingered in your ear, his scent still fresh in your memories, you still could remember how good he felt inside you, how filthy he was when he made you cum around him so desperately, he was a god and he lived upto that. How do you get over a god?

A year and half passed since he left you on that unfortunate night, you still lived in his condo, you were working the waitress job part time for extra income but sometimes your school would take you to events and such, since it was a very prestigious culinary school, they allowed their students to work under established chefs for such events, sometimes they took you to different states and it was nice, you got to travel and cook in different places for different people, you were getting alot of practical knowledge that way, you still had months left before you'd pass out of the school, they promised to provide a fixed placement and you were excited about that prospect, loki would be proud of you for that, he didn't leave a way for you to contact him, his phone number didn't work from that day itself, you hated it but you couldn't do anything, he left and you wanted to move on, it's been more than a year, but you couldn't, no matter who you met or how many dates you went on to, you'd always compare other guys to him, you never made it past the first date.

You often wondered if he was okay, if he was taking care of himself, if he ate on time or he was being careless like always, you missed taking care of him, you missed hugging him, and you missed kissing him everywhere, you also wondered if he found someone again, someone like you, you thought about him willing to stick around for someone else and as much as it hurt you to think of that, you wanted him to have his happy beginning. He deserved that more than anything.

When loki left you that night, he had no idea where he was going, he didn't plan for this, it happened suddenly, so he went to his clinic first, he resigned from the hospital, and stayed around the city while he sold the clinic, then he moved to arizona, he has never been there and he just wanted to escape somewhere far from you, where even if he would want he won't be able to run to you quickly and norns he did want to run to you, he thought about you all the time, he thought about every little moment he spent with you and it drove him insane, he thought he didn't have a heart anymore so why he felt it breaking every day he was apart from you? It didn't matter, he can't subject you to this, he can't subject you to his insanity, you deserved the whole world and he won't be able to give you that.

He was working part time at a hospital in Tucson, Arizona and he had his own practice too in the city itself and he fell back into his aloof quite life pretty well, things were almost back to normal now, no new cases were found anymore, and people were not afraid anymore, his mind often drifted towards you, he just hoped you were being safe and taking care of yourself "Sir the event begun an hour ago, you should leave now" his assistant informed him and he sighed, he had to be at some charity event organised by the hospital he worked for, and as much as he didn't want to go he had to show his face atleast.

When he reached the venue, he was already bored, charity events, more like bunch of rich people trying to show off how they were helping the society and turning it into a better place.

One of his co-workers jade found him and he groaned, she wouldn't leave him alone at work and now she was here too, she was persistent even though he was distant and didn't talk to her much, she reminded him of you which was worse because he was trying to forget you, when you did it deep down he found it really cute but with her he just felt pure annoyance, he met and fucked several different women in attempt to forget you, but he couldn't, his mind would always think of your warm little cunt wrapping him so tight, he would think of your pretty face as you came around him, he missed his submissive little minx begging for him everytime he was inside some other woman.

"Didn't think I would find you here " jade giggled and he just gave her a polite smile. "You should try the fried shrimp it's fantastic, the dipping sauce they served it with is soooooo great" loki nods his head, he was infuriated, could she not tell he wasn't interested? She seemed drunk too so it was bad "Hey waiter, can you pass my compliments to the chef, I'm in love with this sauce, actually can you bring him out so I can give my compliments?" She asked the waiter and he said he would pass the message, after few minutes a man came out and shook jade's hand "I'm glad you're enjoying this dish, we worked hard on it, it's a new recipe, by the way I am Jonah" he shook jade's hand and she giggled "Did you make the sauce too?" Loki asked him as he tasted it, it tasted very peculiar, something just felt very familiar to his taste buds "No actually my sous chef did, she's just a student but she's great, I'll send her out, it's very encouraging for students like her to hear positive feedback" he smiled at jade n loki "oh tell her we'll be at the bar" he left soon after jade told him that and loki just felt it in his bone.

He just had a feeling he was going to see someone familiar but then he calmed himself down, there's no way you could be there. He went to the bar, and jade followed him, she kept chatting up about the time she went to Ibiza or something but he wasn't listening, his mind was somewhere else, it was at the door where that chef walked in from, Then He saw a woman walking towards them and he sighed, it's not you ofcourse what was he thinking?

He turned around and sipped on his drink, the woman passed by him n jade and he didn't even notice, he was disappointed. He shouldn't be, why was he even expecting to see you ?

"Hello, are you jade? Chef Jonah sent me here, he said you wanted to ..." You stop speaking as your eyes met with his, he turned his head as soon as he heard you, how could he ever forget your sweet little voice. You were here, right in front of him, after more than a year. Your eyes teared up as you looked at him and so did his.

"Doc"

He smiled as he heard you

"Y/n"

He's here you couldn't believe this, of all the new places you visited you imagined to bump into him somewhere but today for the first time you were so engrossed in your work that you didn't think of him and ofcourse today is the day he's here. He looked so good and kissable. Your heart fluttered at the sight of him, His hair curly and soft, just like you remembered "Hello, wow you two know each other?" Jade asked as she giggled and it snapped you both out of the staring contest "Ummm we lived together during the height of uncertainty..mmm the pandemic, no big deal, anyways I heard you really enjoyed the sauce I made, it's my own recipe and I'm really proud of it so thank you so much, it means alot" you told her, avoiding his gaze as much as you could.

"Ohh it's great and it was loki who wanted to see you" you look at him as she mentioned it "I recognised it" he mumbled and you nod your head "okay I should go back...get back to work, thanks again jade, good to see you doc" you smiled at him and then turned around to leave, you heart thumped inside your chest as you walked away, he smelled so good.

Loki watched as you walked away, you were in a formal black dress, and you look as pretty as he remembered, you took the chance, you opted for the school and here you are, he is so proud of you, he should have told you that "How come you two lived together during pandemic?" Jade asked him and he shrugged "Fateful stroke of luck" he smiled at the memories of you and him in his condo and jade was jealous "It just happened" Loki couldn't stay still after that, he wanted to see you, hold you and hear you, take you back to his place and do everything he only thought of as he jerked off to you. He planned to leave the venue as soon as he came but he stayed until the very last moment, he waited outside to see you again, his eyes stuck on the door, when you finally came out you were changed in a simple shirt top and a jeans, your hair wet, you must have showered after a long day of work.

When you looked at him, he smiled, he was afraid you wouldn't talk to him further but he saw you walking towards him "Hi doc" you smiled at him and he cherished the nickname, it's not as if he haven't been called that before but coming from you it felt different.

"So finally you followed your true passion, you're doing so great, I'm so proud of you darling" you heard him and you teared up, it was only because of him you were here in the first place, if it wasn't for him you'd be stuck in that dead end waitress job all your life, you were hopeless too before you met him, he wasn't the only one "Thank you for everything loki, it means the world to me, none of this would have happened without you" he got closer to you and he held your cheeks as he kissed your forehead, then your nose, the sudden action made your heart so full, you have missed him so crazily, you have craved his touch.

After that he made you sit down in his car and took you to his place, you didn't ask any question, didn't say anything, didn't object, you just went with him like he was your old lover. When you finally reached his place, he pulled you into him and kissed you so fiercely you felt as if your body was on fire, he have missed you too, it wasn't just you, he pulled away to allow you both to breathe "Tell me that you want this sweetheart, tell me you want me touch you like this" he mumbled as he kissed the side of your mouth, his hands cupped your ass and you looked at him as a moan escaped your lips "I want this doc, fuck me please" he lifted you up instantly and took you to the couch, he sat down with you on top of him, his mouth latched onto your neck and your fingers finally made their way into his hair "Missed me?" You asked him and he looked at you "Did you?"

"Do you even have to ask ?" You mumbled and he took off your shirt quickly, you were wearing a bra for a change, he kissed from your neck down to your cleavage, your moans felt like music to his ears, as sweet as he remembered. "I asked you to be my daddy in bed, but you became my sugardaddy instead and left" you mumbled and he looked at you "I had to" he pulled you in for a kiss as he answered "No you didn't have to loki" you snickered and he could tell you were upset about him disappearing out of your life, he peppered your face with soft wet kisses and you whimpered "Did you fuck other men after that?" He asked you, his mind often drifted towards that and he was jealous of other men getting their hands on you, they wouldn't even know what to do with a submissive little whore like you, they can't handle your depravity, they can't take care of you like he did, can't make you crumble and fall apart like him "Nopeee I didn't" his eyes widened as he heard you "Why?" He asked curiously.

"Just didn't feel like it, you ruined me for them I guess" he moaned into your mouth as he heard you and he waved his hand so you were naked on top of him, you gasped as you felt your wet hair touching your back all of a sudden "Did you fuck other women doc?" you knew the answer to that but you still wanted to hurt yourself for some reason "So many" he answered honestly, always so goddamned honest, couldn't even console you with a lie "And you call me a whore, were you as passionate as you are right now doc?" You asked him , his fingers cupped your mound and you moaned, you kept yourself trimmed but didn't shave if you really didn't have to, and you felt insecure again, but all of it was forgotten when you felt his fingers rubbing against your insides and his thumb played with your clit "I wasn't, I have missed you too darling, more than you can imagine my love, and you're my whore aren't you? " your heart soared at the confession , you latched your lips on his neck as you sucked and nipped on his soft skin.

"I'm still....still living in your condo" you mumbled and he pushed his middle finger inside your warm wet cunt "Good girl, left it for you only, fucck darling, you're tighter than I remember, sucking my finger in like a suction, did you use the money I left for you?" He knew you did, he could read his statement, you moaned as you felt his digit moving in and out slowly "Mmm shamelessly" you felt your orgasm approaching and he just wanted you to fall apart on him, he needed to see you like this and feel you like this "Such a good girl for daddy, did everything I asked you to, Cum for me my dirty little whore" that's all he said and your whole body shook on top of him as he felt you let go, he have missed this most of all, watching your face as you're so lost in the pleasure he gave you, he saw this in his dreams as he slept, Once you calmed down enough he hugged you so tight "You didn't have to leave me doc" you mumbled as you teared up, it broke you when he did "I had to..I had to leave..I come with so much of emotional baggage sweetheart, you're too soft, too giving" his eyes teared up as he spoke and you kissed his forehead again and again.

"I'm soft maybe, I'm not weak doc, I can handle more than you give me credit for" he lifted you up and took you to the bed, he laid you down gently and got himself naked, his cock hard and begging for your warmth, he needed to be inside you, he pushed himself in slowly, your walls so tight, he felt so good, he felt as if..as if he was home after wandering and being lost for more than a year, he felt like he was found again.

"You don't deserve it sweetheart, you don't deserve me, I am a mess and I would be unfair to you, I would project my insecurities on you, I won't be able to trust you fully after what happened in my past" he thrusted in and out slowly as he spoke, he leaned down to kiss you so lovingly "You have no fucking clue what I deserve doc and you don't get to make my decisions for me, and if you are a mess, I want you to be my mess, I would take everything if you'd have given me a chance, but then I don't get to make your decisions either" why would you want to tolerate him all your life? Yes the sex is good and amazing but it's only because he's holding himself back, once you're all his he would be possesive and he would want to keep you all to himself, why would want to involve yourself into his fucked up life?

"You have no idea what you're asking to jump into silly little whore of mine, it won't be all sunshine and roses" he mumbled as he increased his pace, did you really want to be a part of his life, even after you know everything about him? Would you want to live with him forever if he asked you to ? You laughed as you heard him, your own orgasm approaching again, you haven't felt this good since he left "Oh doc, nothing really is, life isn't sunshine and roses, relationships aren't either, it takes work and it takes time and trust and love" you mumbled and he heard you, he heard each and everything you said, maybe just maybe he shouldn't have ran "Cum with me sweet girl, let me feel you" he whispered in your ear and you did instantly, he felt as if he was in Valhalla when you did, your cunt snugged him so tight, he couldn't have Stopped himself from exploding in you even if he tried, he breathed heavily and groaned as he rode his high with you.

"I really hate you, you sweet persistent thing, I hate you more than anything" you giggled as you heard him, you solved this Rubik cube slowly and you knew his words sometimes didn't match his actions, you cupped his cheeks and wiped the tears threatening to fall from his pretty eyes "I know, I know you do, I always knew, always felt it, and I just need you to know that I hate you too, and I am here to share your baggage, to ease your pain, to take away your stress, to build your heart back up again if it's broken" he kissed you softly as he heard you and he engulfed you into him, he wanted to feel each n every inch of you in each and every way.

He kept you so close and you smothered him in those heavenly neck kisses he desperately missed, after a long time, he finally fell deep in sleep and he had a peaceful sleep, when almost two years ago he saw you in his clinic he had no idea you'd affect him so greatly and change the course of his life but you did. You played with his hair and caressed him softly until he was deep in his slumber.

What you did after that was the hardest thing you ever had to do in your life, harder than running away from home, you wrote a note for him, kissed him softly and got dressed up. Then you left quietly, you couldn't stop yourself from crying as you did, you didn't want to leave him like this but you had to, he had to take a leap of faith if he wanted this.

Next morning he woke up and you were gone, he looked for you all around before he realised you really left, he broke down as the reality hit him, he didn't even ask you to stay did he? Ofcourse you left him. Now he understood how hurt you must have felt when you woke up and he was gone. He couldn't stop crying and then his eyes glanced towards the note you left on the bedside drawer,placed under his phone, he picked it up quickly to read, Just one sentence but it manged to bring a smile back on his sad face, brought the hope back that he lost several years ago , it made him feel something, it made him feel loved and in that moment he knew that he loved you so much, that he was in love with you.

"You know where to find me doc, I love you ❤️"

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Note : Here it is, i hope you all enjoy this I'll write one more chapter to this and it will be over 😭

[purplecandygerl]

Fear

— Levi x Reader

— angst, fluff, mention of death, cursing

— summary: Levi never let his fear get in a way of his decision yet for this moment he did

— word count: 2.8k

It’s that time of the month once again, when Squad Leaders were given a tremendous quantity of paperwork to be finish in an unfair amount of time, Levi is unexcluded to this time but even worse for his part. A list of cadets where handed to him early on.

The list consist of mostly from the 104th cadets and his eyes soften at the familiar name included on the list. (Y/n) (L/n). All your efforts and hardship within the past month has finally paid off, he knew about your unspoken goal of wanting to be part of his squad long time ago. He couldn’t be much prouder of you ever since, considering you to his squad would definitely increase his time with you, he can already see himself having you by his side.

Content with list of candidate given to him, he decided to set it aside as he move on to another paperworks, his calloused hand reaches to the papers near him. The thick cursive heading made his breath hitched

Certification of Death

It felt like a hard slap to him as memories of the recent expedition flash before him as he passed through the forest seeing nothing, but the bloody corpses of his members brutally killed by the Female titan as tried to protect Eren till the end.

Worries began to fill him, he couldn’t bear to see you in those situation, this is the only thing that matters to his life and one wrong situation can slip you out of his grasp in a matter of seconds, yet he couldn’t afford any distraction in the moment of the expedition as the lives of the soldiers lies on his own hands, reaching for the list of candidates once again before crossing your name before stacking another paper above the list.

“Levi?” the sound of his name being called out as the door of his office shut close, revealing his (h/c) haired lover “not done yet?” he shook his head, “I see” he notice the lethargic tone you release as you sat on his lap, wrapping your arms around him as you buried your face at the crook of his neck indulging on his scent. He lean onto his chair caressing the tresses of your (h/c) hair. “Did something happened?” he questioned, which you shake your head

“It’s nothing, I just want to ease your stress somehow” those words never failed to cause his heart to leap in adoration, he always thought there will be times that you would finally leave him seeing that he always lack of showing his affection to you, yet one year after \here you are showering him with affection at first, he would stiffen at the unpredicted kisses you place on his cheek during your private time until it become something that enlightens his sour mood daily.

Placing a kiss in your forehead, he wishes for you to forgive him for what he was planning to do. He could take all your anger at him if it meant to keep you alive by his side.

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The final members of Levi’s Squad was finally announced, the rush excitement you felt were shattered to piece as the roll out of names ended without getting your name called, the combination of anger, frustration and disappointment were enough to put you on the edge, clenching onto your fist as you tried to fight off the tears threatening to fall down your cheeks.

“Are you alright (Y/n)?” you heard your friend worriedly asked as you both head back inside the castle, snapping you out of your thoughts. “Yeah, yeah I’m fine” you immediately answered. “You should head first, I’ll catch up”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’ll see you” bidding a goodbye before heading to a certain office for explanation.

“Captain” you called out from the outside of his office, giving his permission for you to enter.

“Why?” The first word that left your lips were the conclusion of messed up emotion you were trying to endure. You knew that he knows what you were talking about, you know that he would be the person who gets to decide on the final list of the members.

“There are more suitable soldiers fitted in my squad”

“So, I’m not suitable for your squad. Is that it?” you hissed, how could he say that when he knew how much you work hard to be part of his squad

“Yes” you stared at him in disbelief as your whole body began to tremble holding yourself opening your lips only painful laughter were able to leave your dry throat, which surprised the man in front you.

“Fuck you, if that was the case you shouldn’t have gotten my hopes since the beginning, you shouldn’t have fucking care if I work myself up if that was the FUCKING CASE, WERE YOU LAUGHING JUST LIKE THEM WHEN SAW WATCH ME FUCKING STRUGGLES FOR NOTHING” you snapped out

“FUCK OFF, (Y/N) ISN’T THE ONLY REASON YOU WANTED TO JOIN WAS TOO HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO FUCKIN LAZED YOURSELF AROUND ME” He spat off, his mind was screaming at him to tell the truth already yet anything that left on his mouth is nothing truthful. He was spouting to stand for his decision. For a second, he tried to reason himself it was for you own good, it really is. Until his gaze returned back to you. He watched how tears drenched down your cheeks for the first time in his life he saw you cried. He could only stand on his feet frozen as you tried to brush off the tears blurring your vision.

“it was never about that case, I--” biting your inner lips, there’s no use for you tell him everything what’s the point of everything at this point, giving up. You only turned your back at him before shutting the door close.

As the sound of the door clicking shut was the only time he realized he fucked everything up, he wanted to follow you back yet he remained frozen on his feet, the silence on his office only left your voice echoing in his mind, every word you left a stabbing guilt and regrets on him. Was everything really necessary? For the sake of keeping you alive he had to hurt you in the process.

“were you laughing just like them” clenching his fist, how his way of showing his affection were seen in a different, only then he realized someone was thinking so lowly of your effort yet it only returned back to him knowing you think he was just like them.

A knock on his door, snaps him back to his thoughts. “What?” he didn’t bothered hiding his irritation to the soldier disturbing him “S-sir, Commander Erwin called you to his office sir”

“What do you mean my squad would be on standby? I thought we would be leading for the clearing up tomorrow?” Erwin sighed, it turns out only two squads would be leaving tomorrow to examine the behaviour of the titans before clearing up the titan near the wall.

“I see, then who’s squad would you be sending instead?” he asked, taking a sip on his tea, surprisingly glad he had a free time which he would dedicated on asking for your forgiveness.

“(L/n) William’s Squad”

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It was supposed to be a clear up for the remaining titans roaming across the abandoned city, only expecting atleast twenty or less titans left, yet when you encounter a horde of abnormal titans gathered in the deeper corner of the city, you knew this can be the last of something. Right now, the titan’s attention were averted from you with the quantity they had you wouldn’t be able to take them all with the lack of gas and blade, if you fire the flare gun to sign the soldiers around you, the titan’s attention would directly be place to you which would lead to the first option. Lastly, if you tried to escape you will most likely lead them to the other soldiers.

Not only your choices are limited but everything is too risky for you and the other members.

“Fuck this shit” firing your flare gun instead of pointing the gun at the sky, you fire the flare at the titans instead before releasing your hook leading back to where your squadmates are, in the center of the city you found a familiar figure the vibrant red covering him.

“William!” You shouted turning his gaze his eyes widen as you fired your hook on the concrete walls in attempt to carry him “Wait no! AT YOUR BACK” he tried to warn, before you can process his warning a giant palm slaps your body like a fly.

the impact of being thrown inside of a building breaking the window in the process, a static rings across your ears as every part of your body is throbbing in pain, opening your eyes only to feel a burning pain with a blurry eyesight reminding you much of the arguments yesterday, recalling back the words you let out that time. Maybe, maybe they were right,

“Just this last time, let me see them” you speak to yourself, trying to stand up every movement you make felt like you were being electrified in pain, stabbing your blade on the ground using it as foundation for your footing. Feeling the ground continuous shaking, losing balance, hitting the concrete floor hard, a sharp pain once again pierce through you, causing you to whimper in unbeknownst to you a sharp wood stab through your abdomen, leaving you crumbling in pain on the ground the sight of shards of glass soaked a puddle of blood. was the only thing you have seen before blacking out

I was never suitable to be here in the first place.

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Levi anxiously waited on his seat, no matter how much he tried to focus on the meeting between regiments he found himself drifting back to your situation, despite already reminding a soldier to immediately call him when your group arrived, yet several hours have passed and the meeting is already reaching its conclusion.

“Captain!! They’re here” A soldier barged inside the office, disregarding Erwin calling him out he wasted no time to leave the meeting,

“They’re at the Medical Bay for now.” the soldier reported,

“How are they?” he noticed the grim look on the soldier confirming his fear all at once

“one of the squad were completely leaving only one soldier in critical condition” dismissing the soldier he immediately head to the medical bay, every step he make felt heavy as if the world had collapse at his grasp. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

“Levi” a familiar voice called out, hanji was waiting in front of the medical bay door, “Is she?” the jumbled emotion he’s feeling couldn’t continue the question he needed answers for, luckily Hanji quickly understand his struggles

“It turns out that there were more titan than what was initially reported, their squad had to face a horde of abnormal titans as we split up. We only found her inside of a building after a flare was shot. She was thrown by a titan trying to save her brother, a large wood pierce through her abdomen at the same time she already lose too much blood, the moment we found her” Hanji saw the grim expression from Levi, as he quietly listen the events that had happen, the fear, guilt, and regrets shown directly to his metallic irises. For once, Hanji saw a vulnerable side of Levi, a man so close losing a part of him leaving him once again alone.

A few hour has passed, when the door has finally opened as a doctor step out of the room, looking around the doctor only find him alone waiting.

“Captain Levi, are you perhaps the relative for Miss (L/n) (Y/n)?”

“Yes” leading him inside the medical bay, his eyes quivered at the sight of your figure wrapped in white pristine bandage up until your neck and another to covering your eyes. your pale like skin made it you look like “the progress of the surgery were slightly complicated due to the loss of blood but overall, the surgery was a success” Levi felt a relief wash over him, hearing how his lover is still alive felt like a heavy burden were lifted from his shoulder,

“at least that’s the good news, but the condition of her eyes had receive a different outcome”

“What do you mean?”

“Not only her abdomen where severely injured but also her eyes, shards of glass were able to damage her pupil that may became a permanent blindness, overall she needs to stay bedridden in three weeks before we can discharge her” the doctor explained, Levi remained stiff on his feet, his mind tried to comprehend the information given to him, blind? You wouldn’t be able to see anything from now on? You wouldn’t be able to see him?

Sitting beside your bed, his hand grasp to your bandage covered hand, entwining his fingers to yours, the coldness of your hands gave discomfort to his, it felt like he was holding onto a lifeless body the coldness of your body felt uncanny it might be because he was used to having your warm hands to his cold calloused hand. Pressing a kiss to your knuckle seeing the pattern of your chest rising and falling, was the only thing he need for now. Your alive that’s all that matters to him.

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Despite how much he doesn’t want to leave by your side yet with the constant nag from Erwin, it’s the third week you’ve remained unconscious, your temperature had increases in the spam of time yet it still frustrated him seeing no sign of waking up. He wanted nothing more but to hear your voice again. Placing a kiss to your forehead as he whispers his goodbye.

That was several hours ago, the sound of someone screaming from the top of their lungs had reached from the hallway he was in, either way he continue onto his path back to medical bay reaching closer the screams become clearer.

“IF IT WASN’T FOR YOU HE WOULD HAVE BEEN ALIVE” the woman angrily yelled out, nurses already had their hands around her preventing the woman from getting closer

“MISS PLEASE STOP SHE’S STILL RECOVERING” one of the nurses begged at the woman “NO LET ME GO” she demanded wanting to remove the grasp around her, she was able to pull you out of your bed earlier leaving you on the floor. Her hand was able to reach to your hair tugging it off roughly pulling you to her.

“WHY DIDN’T YOU JUST LISTEN TO US IN THE FIRST PLACE YOU WOULDN’T BE LEFT LIKE THAT?!”

“what do you think you’re doing?” Levi intervened slapping the woman’s wrist away sending a glare at the older woman while holding you at his arm protectively, the people The bandage on your eyes has already been removed, showing those eyes he long for were finally wide and awake.

“WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! I’M HER MOTHER I KNOW WHAT’S THE BEST FOR HER”

“I don’t care, your daughter is already adult enough to know what’s best for herself. you two” he called out the two-soldier passing by.

“guide the guardian her way out of the castle” obeying the captain’s order, the two already hand their hand to the exit, waiting for the woman to follow looking back at the two of you, clicking her tongue in irritation before following the soldiers.

After your mother left, his attention immediately turned to you carrying you at his arms placing you back to your bed, no words were exchanged during that time. Hugging your knees, leaning your head at the top. He wanted to say something, anything yet he couldn’t bring himself to left words out afraid he might hurt you once again.

“Let’s end this here, Levi”

Levi’s eyes widened.

“What do you mean?” He mumbled, afraid his voice might cracked any moment.

“There’s no point on continuing this”

“How?” your hand clutches on the white blanket covering your lower half, holding back the tears from building on your cloudy eyes.

“CANT YOU SEE?! I LOST MY EYESIGHT I’M ALREADY USELESS AT THIS POINT” snapping at him, the frustration you’ve been feeling since the moment you woke up and being informed by your condition finally took its last trigger and burst.

“I’m sorry” feeling his warm calloused hand at yours “I thought removing you from the list would keep you safer than the circumstance we had. I’m scared (y/n), I cannot bear to see you the same position that my old squad had that time, you’re an amazing soldier. I never mean what I said before”

“It doesn’t matter now, I can’t be a soldier anymore” removing his grasp from you

“Please just leave”