#did yall think i wouldnt have something

[birb--birb]

Soooooo I did lich emmrich...for science..

AND IM SORRY I DONT LIKE IT HOW IS IT MORE COMON THAN SAVING MANFRED??????????

[laesas]

I don't know how much more explicit the message of "THIS IS GROOMING" could have been without Be On Cloud superimposing it in all-caps text over every one of Non and his teacher's scenes. People interpreting that as "cheating" are cracked in the fucking head.

[crest-of-gautier]

made an eeny bit of progress in pq today... im like maybe 80% through the 3rd floor of you in wonderland and currently level 11...!

[i-cant-sing]

Yandere Batfam x reader who cant feel pain

HEhehehe i just remembered a disease and I just had to write about a reader with it x yandere batfam.

Have you guys heard of CIPA? Its "Congenital insensitivity to pain with anhidrosis" which is basically a genetic condition when a patient cant feel pain to any noxious stimulus and can also not sweat, and yall are probably like "but SNoWWW, that doesnt like a diSEase. More like a superpower!!!" um no. You need to be able to feel pain or else you wont know what part of your body has been injured and get help before its too late. You could have thumbtack plunged in your foot and u wouldnt know unless it got infected and u probably saw ur foot changing color.

And now yall are like "but SNoWw, the anhidrosis part, where u cant sweat, sounds nice! who would to look like a sweaty pig in this age????" NO! Sweating is a necessary physiologic phenomenon because it lets your body cool down as it releases heat. If you dont sweat, you'd overheat and DIE!

Okay now that we've covered the basic info, lets get into it:

So, Batfam finds out about reader when she's just running into danger with little to no care for self preservation, and they dismiss it as you being just another dumb teen wanting to be hero and "change the world". Time passes by and Bruce is impressed by your passion and decides to take you under his wing.

It isnt until months later that Bruce discovers something odd about your behaviour. You were standing in the kitchen with the rest of the batkids, laughing and having a good time when he saw Dick had pulled out a hot pan of cookies from the oven and placed it on the aisle. The pan slipped, and without thinking, you had grabbed the hot pan with your bare hands very calmly and placed it back on the aisle, without so much as a hiss of pain or even a sweat.

And now that he thinks about it, Bruce has never seen you sweat. Not during training, not during summer, not even when after you ran laps around the mansion.

With a quick search on the Internet, he finds out about the disease and of course its Dick who he confides in first about his suspicions. Soon, the rest of the batfam has heard the rumours and now they're all watching you keenly to see if its true.

But Jason is the one who tests out the theory quickly by spilling some hot tea on your hand when you were busy talking to Tim about the importance of sleep. The room goes dead silent as they watch your hand turn red, yet you fail to react. It took you a few seconds to realise that they're all looking at you, and when you follow their gaze, it takes you a few seconds to react.

Or fake a reaction.

You shriek, pulling your reddening hand as you run to the sink and run it under cold water, your mind trying to come up with an excuse. But you know its too late when Bruce's hand comes to clasp your shoulder, pulling you away from the sink as his eyes examine your injured hand and... you.

"Bruce I-"

"I know, Y/n." He gives you assuring nod, carefully bandaging your hand as you sat in his office. "You have CIPA, hm?"

You looked down. Why bother lying? He's Batman, he'll find out anyways.

Bruce lifted your head and smiled gently at you. "Its okay. I'm not disappointed in you. I just... you could've told me." You shook your head. "If I did, you would've treated me differently... like a freak."

He sighed. "You are different, but I would've never treated you like a freak. You're not a freak. If anything, between us, I'm more of a freak than you." He was talking about being a hero, but you giggled at the thought of him referring to being a rich dude who cosplays in spandex.

Bruce cupped your cheek and smiled. "I promise, no one will treat you like a freak. But we will have to take some precautions for your safety."

-

He lied. You've never felt more like a freak than you do now.

Every single day would start off with Dick waking you up and sticking a thermometer in your mouth because he needs to make sure that you're not overheating, even though Bruce has set a thermostat in your room that he controls and he's programmed it to turn your room temperature change by the hour.

Then Dick would start checking you all over for any bruises or injuries, even a scratch, that you may have caused yourself in your sleep. Originally, Damian was the one who had a whole checklist as he examined your body, but that all ended the moment you smacked him when he asked you to lift your shirt. Dick would just have you go and check yourself in the bathroom and trust you when you said you're all good. Also, you're much nicer to Dick than you are to the rest of the brothers (its his puppy dog eyes and that sweet voice that compels you to do as he asks. He's just too nice.)

Dick would then lead you to down for breakfast with the family, where Alfred already has your glucometer out because of course, they must check your blood sugar level every day, lest they find out you're diabetic or something. Only then would you be served your meal, which is a highly nutritous, perfeclty seasoned, balanced dish because they want to make sure you dont have any vitamin deficiencies (because how would they know???? you dont feel pain). But you cant eat just yet. No no, whichever brother is closer, most often Jason, will first taste your food to make sure its not too hot to consume (because you dont realise you've burned the roof of your mouth that one time when Tim ate a slice of pizza that was fresh out of the oven and huppahhuffpuhh the morsel out). Jason would then give you the go to eat and you finally do. You make sure to finish the whole plate (because otherwise Bruce will make note of it and then interrogate you "medically" why you didnt feel like eating all of it?)

After breakfast, while the rest of the batkids get to go to school and work, you dont (because Bruce thinks that your immune system could be weak and he cant risk you catching any diseases from the outside.) No, you get a special trip to the infirmary where Bruce and Alfred do a more thorough medical check up, taking your vitals, JOTTING IT DOWN, while Alfred hooks you up to an IV drip of vitamins. And even though they go to such extents to ensure that you're healthy, they still take you to a skilled doctor once a week for regular check ups. Bruce wanted to keep the doctor in the house to do daily check ups, but you talked him out of it that you dont want to feel like a lab rat who has her blood taken every day. Once a week is fine, Bruce.

Once the medical check up is done, Bruce would then take you with him, either to Wayne enterprises where you sit in his office as he imparts you "business education that no school can teach you." which you believe because... well he has managed to triple the Wayne wealth even after his parents death. If he's working from home, then he'll let you accompany him in his home office where you can either read a book he chose for you (because Bruce prefers to homseschool you himself) or do a puzzle/case he created specifically for you. If he's working in the batcave, then he'll let you tag along but you can only work here by brainstorming or doing some computer research, but in no way are you allowed to ever go on field and fight. No, not since your last incident.

Just 2 months ago, you were patrolling with Jason (because Bruce refused to let you go alone now. He just wont risk it) and you encountered some bad guys who were a little more well equipped than you two had expected. A fight broke out, and in the process you got hurt badly. Of course, you didnt realise it because you didnt feel any of the punches or the bone fracturing. Jason could only look at you in dread as you smashed your head against the villain's head until the guy passed out, all while your nose bled, you were covered in bruises from top to bottom, AND you had a bone sticking out of your arm.

"Jay? I think I'm hurt?" You asked as blood coated your teeth.

After that, Bruce forbid you from going out on the field altogether because you just dont know when to stop. If it werent for bones sticking out or blood dripping down your face, you wouldnt know that you've been injured.

Anyways, at lunch, almost everyone has returned from work/school and you get yet another balanced meal (temperature tested by another brother). You're now scheduled for some exercises, usually conducted by Damian (under Dick's supervision because otherwise, you'd just be smacking that devil's spawn.) You guys use the gym in the basement, where Damian makes you run on the treadmill for some time, during which he does not take his eyes off you once because he needs to know when he should stop you, especially since you dont sweat or are even huff. If he didnt keep time, you could probably run for a long time and not realise that your legs or lungs are begging you to stop and take a break. As you hop off the machine, he's immediately taking your temperature. He does it after every exercise he makes you do.

After that is done, you spend time with Tim who likes to have you try on little gadgets that should "help you feel pain", but so far, he hasnt had any luck (but he doesn seem to be doing good in disguising trackers in your daily wear things). Oh and Damian loves to join in because he gets to sneak up on you and prick you with needles to help Tim see if your sensory pathways work. They dont, but you dont need your pain receptors to detect Damian coming up behind you as you smack him when he tries to prick you.

Then dinner is served, and then you're ushered straight to bed where Dick, or more often- Bruce has you do a self check like the one Dick does in the morning, but Bruce also makes sure to check your eyes to see if you "accidentally scratched your cornea" or whatever, tucks you in, tells you that he's so proud of you for how youre handling this and that you can come to him anytime, for anything. He kisses your forehead, wishes you goodnight, and leaves.

Half an hour later, Jason sneaks into your room with the goodies- junk food and video games. You two have the strongest bond because Jason is the one who treats you the most normal, and Jason does it partly to piss off Bruce but partly because he cares about your mental health. He knows it cant be good for you to be cooped up in the mansion under supervision like a bird in a gilded cage.

So sometimes, he sneaks you out of the mansion and takes you out on late night rides on his bike. You can even watch him fight villains, but you're sat far away and can never interferre.

Unfortunately for you two, this sneaking out will have to end because Bruce had recently decided to set up some cameras in your room because he wanted to make sure you slept well without any abnormal breathing patterns. Bruce hopes he doesnt have to use restraints on you, because he's not blind. He knows you're uncomfortable with this intricate routine and knowing your impulsive self, you'd probably break your own bones to get out of these restraints. And then he'll be forced to use sedatives and he really doesnt wanna rely on drugs... he likes your company when you're not droopy.

And as Bruce had anticipated, you broke down. You finally tried to leave, and he could see the color draining your face as you realised that there is no leaving.

"Why isnt the door opening?" You asked Bruce, as his four sons slowly surrounded you.

"You dont have to run away, Y/n-" He tried to calm you down but you flinched away, eyes wide as you looked at him like he was going to harm you.

"Bruce, why isnt the fucking door opening?" Your voice trembled, shooting him teary glare before focusing your eyes back on the boys who were closing in on you.

"You're meant to stay here, inside, where its safe." He answered, heart aching at the alarmed stance you took, your fight-or-flight was going to kick in. He took another step towards you, hands raised in surrender. "We can keep you safe-" thats all it took for you to bolt as the boys began chasing you. Realistically, you knew you couldnt escape them but something about their intensely concerned calls for your name had you jumping out of the window.

Glass shattered and sharp shards embedded themselves in your skin and feet, but you didnt react to them. No, your brain wasnt screaming in pain, it was screaming for you to get out!

Adrenaline pumped you to run into the dark woods surrounding the mansion, but you were soon knocked to the ground by Dick, who cushioned your fall by placing you on top of him as his hands wrapped around your form like a cage. "Y/n, calm down and listen-"

You began thrashing in his arms, screaming in agony. "Let ME GO! YOU'RE HURTING ME-!" Dick's arms loosened instinctively and you took that as a chance to elbow him in the throat and run, thanking some deity for letting Dick forget that you cant feel pain.

But your relief is short lived as Damian catches you and pushes you to the ground harshly. "Damian! Be careful! She could break a bone-"

"Bones can heal, Drake." Damian barked back, pulling you up before he pushed you against tree. "Let me go, you maniac-" Damian's hand clamped around your throat, making you shut up. "You're the one who's a maniac. Look at you! You've fucking hurt yourself because if your astounding stupidity!"

You whimpered, clawing at his hand wrapped around your throat. "Dami- p-please let go- you're hurting me!" You cried out, but your eyes went wide as he squeezed your throat and bared his teeth at you. "Not falling for it, dumbass." So... fooling Damian wasnt as easy a feat as it was fooling Dick.

You stopped the act and looked at him dead serious. "Let me go, Damian, or-"

"Or what?"

Or what? Or what? Did he think you were out of options? Out of escape plans?

You dont know why, but that triggered something inside you.

Damian and Tim could only watch as you suddenly slammed the back of your head against the tree. "Y/n-" He gasped in horror as you leaned your head forward before slamming it back against the hard rough surface. This time, Damian's hand that was wrapped around your neck felt your blood around his fingers.

"Its my life and I get to decide how I should live it." You sneered before raising your head again to bash it, but Damian's hand quickly slipped from your neck to the back of your head, cushioning it when you smacked it back, the skin on the back of his hand breaking as it made contact with the bark.

You pushed him away and tried to make a run for it, but Tim grabbed your wrist. You tried to pull away, but he had a death grip on it. "Y/n, stop! You need to listen-"

"Oh is that so? I think I need this." You used your other hand to punch yourself in the face (because Tim would've dodged it if you punched him), making your nose bleed. But you didnt feel any pain, and now you were acting like a super soldier zombie that has no concept of self preservation who is going through fucked up lengths to prove her point.

Your eyes caught the sight of a glass shard poking out of your thigh. "Wanna see something cool?" You pulled out the shard, not paying mind to the blood oozing out. "Y/n, stop-" Tim begged, and you saw Damian froze in the back as you raised the shard.

They didnt know what your next target was- slashing your wrists, slitting your throat, or stabbing your stomach, but fortunately, they didnt have to find out as Jason came up behind you and injected you with a tranquilliser.

Sadly, you never felt the prick or sensed the hero sneaking up behind you.

thoughts? also, what other diseases would u guys like me to write for. i just adore these cool medical abnormalities lol

[chuuzmii]

i honestly personally dont care too much about the whole "coparenting" debate but like i do feel like it sets apart people who DID watch the show and actually paid attention to what was on their screens and the people who didnt watch more than S7 or clearly just never retained any information the show gave us because...

Didnt Buck take care of Chris basically the entire time Eddie was in the hospital after the gunshot? am i hallucinating? like didnt we get this dad ass montage of Buck taking care of Christopher while Eddie was in the hospital? So wouldnt that mean that yes he has cooked for chris he has cleaned for chris he took christopher to school he would have to know christophers allergies because he was HIS CARETAKER!

but lets just ignore that part wasn't there a joke where they were at a call and the dad was like "you're always making me the bad cop!" and chim goes "can't you both be the good cop?" and both eddie and buck say "no." Clearly showing that buck isnt just a funtime uncle like yall are saying cus if he was wouldn't he not have to be the bad cop?

Also Eddie wrote him into his WILL! yall can say "oh you guys don't understand how this works and blah blah" all you want but the fact of the matter is he chose that man over his FAMILY... it's not like pepa and isabel were anything like his mother and father and yet he still left Chris to Buck. Buck lost that mans child in a natural disaster and he STILL left him in his care the next day. He even looks that man in the eyes and COMPARES Buck and christophers relationship to his and christophers. like guys please..

i think there is definitely something to be said about how sometimes Buck gets more praise for the things he does with Christopher or ppl almost pushing Eddie to the side of his own family but the way to combat that isnt acting like you can't see what is quite literally in ur face being shown on screen😭

[t3ag3rs]

♡ bakugou headcannons !

i felt like a hopeless romantic today so why not have some random headcannons?

i personally feel like bakugou wouldnt be looking for a relationship because of his ambition to wanna be a hero. so he kinda has that "itll come my way when its time" mentality with dating.

dont hate me but i think bakugou is the type of person to not "fall in love at first sight"

if he does find you interesting though, its because of the sole reasons of either your quirk or your personality. thats it- no other reason.

secretly probably has a thing for thick/curvy/muscular women, you cannot tell me otherwise.

once you two start talking more he'll secretly enjoy the way you yap when it comes to things you like or about something you genuinely cant stand.

i think bakugou wont be the one to make the first move unless like mina or someone tells him that you secretly have a fat crush on him as well.

on the other hand, if you were to confess to him he would try to act as nonchalant as possible but would be embarrassed, happy + his ego would definitely inflate.

once you both go public it is OVER for all the other "extras". bakugou would be showing you off left and right- "hey you see that hottie over there? guess what? shes mine- now look the other way!"

would be lowk scared that his brash personality would make you leave him for someone else, but you would always insist he was all you ever needed and thats all he needed to go back to the cocky bastard you know and love.

is a SUCKER for random compliments and physical touch. you hold his hand on the way out the class? instant butterflies. "your eyes are so pretty suki..!" fuck. he was whipped for you.

bakugou loves it when you massage his back or shoulders after a hard day of training. oh, and when you run your hands through his hair? hes on cloud nine.

loves cooking for you, but leaves the baking to you. he absolutely CANNOT bake for his life. would get too frustrated after having to do the same step multiple times because the recipe called for it and would just end up combining all the steps in one.

wont admit it but he loves when you use him as your walking heater. "bakugou im crampinggggg..." "here..." he says as he places his palm on your stomach as you sigh in content. he cant help but find it adorable when you force yourself on him if he doesnt do it himself.

last but not least... sleeping. hates being the small spoon because it makes him feel unimportant :( will sometimes stay up just to see your cheeks squished on to his chest as you sleep- dont be surprised to see photos of you like that on his phone.

slow mornings with bakugou is so sweet and soft. he would definitely press small kisses to your neck after each compliment he would say about you. only when youre asleep ofc. if you wake up and show even the slightest sign of knowing what he did, he would take a pillow and smack your face with it 100%. all with love though ofc. besides, its not like you didnt know about it for months now.

lol idek if this is good since its my first time but uhhhh lmk what yall think.

[whokilledsamara]

my REAL hear me out character is Mr.huge face 😵‍💫 trust me bro I can take it hj

so I am here to very humbly beg for some NFSW hcs for him with a fem!reader first time requesting hehe

thank uuu xoxo 💕💕

MR. HUGEFACE NSFW HCS

a Mr. Hugeface x afab!reader hc list. {only did nsfw this time per request ;)}

warnings || smut, HUGE size difference, cunnilingus, dub-con, blood play, violence, etc

{an: OMGGMGM i have a few requests of him in drafts that are actual FICS so im gonna go ahead and publish these so yall have food quicker.... he might be growing on me guys... no pun intended..}

penetrating sex with him is borderline impossible. unless you want a fucked up pussy, its not recommended. {he would say otherwise..}

though, one of his pinkies may be able to slide in. the small chance you are able to fit it that is.

most of the time, in your permanent environment with him- sex consists of him tongue fucking you while he ruts into his hand.

very few times will you actually see his appendage though,,,

his favorite position is you on all fours in his hand {anime reference....} while he uses his tongue to pleasure you to the best of his abilities.

his tongue is that of a human one, just absolutely ginormous in size comparison- making a single lick cover your entire lower half.

he cant precisely hit your clit, its more like a general area. of course it gets you off though- very quickly in fact.

it wouldnt take much, but if you are able to convince him to let you see his actual dick in all of its glory- take it to your advantage. the time will be short, and the size comparison will be HUGE.

usually when he makes himself cum, he likes to aim it for your cunt- since he cant actually fit inside of you. he enjoys using his pinky to shove it in, hence the name "breeding"

he sees you as a mere play thing. he has feelings of course, but other than sex it would take quite a while to actually develop some kind of relationship with him.

he enjoys seeing you in pain. watching you write around as he stuffs you with his finger, let alone watching the blood leak out- really does something for him.

when he cums, goodness gracious its a lot. it covers almost your entire torso if not completely.

expect to have a collar on almost constantly. you are his "pet" after all. its funny watching him tug at it with his fingers.

i cant think of more rn,,, its late,, AUGH im sorry!!! hope you enjoyed ♡

{ made by @whokilledsamara }

[basilpaste]

i am very out of it atm and if i wasnt i could make a more coherent post about it. but do yall ever think about how all of the things siffrin 'misses' are a direct consequence of him being recently disabled?

their depth perception is off and the one eye they do have is probably significantly worse than it was because it has to overcompensate. so they miss the switch in the death corridor.

and he misses the key in the head housemaidens office. because its on the bottom of the drawer. and he wouldnt be able to see that at all, but if theres any indication that the drawer looks off, like a weird gap at the bottom, itd be really easy for them to miss it.

and the same goes for the key in the classroom. its in a thick book and chances are they cant really process the fact that the space between some of the pages is larger than normal.

and theres the counter. and how he trips in bonnies friendquest. and they blame themself for these things EVERY TIME. they call themself stupid and bad at their job and he LOST AN EYE. and its just like. its all internalized ableism, baybe! all the fucking way down!!!!!

he wants to operate how he did before losing his eye. He wants to be able to do all the same things the exact same way. and that just isnt feasible. which is okay! and people would understand if he just TALKED ABOUT IT. but they wont!!!!!

anyways ive been thinking about siffrin and the fact that they got so used to fighting on flat ground. and like what that means post-loops. ive been thinking about him knocking into something or missing a little detail and just fucking losing it because hes SO frustrated. so unbelievably mad at himself for not noticing something obvious, not seeing.

and im thinking about them being forced to learn that they run differently now. and theres no going back! no fixing it! and he just has to live with it!!!!! because the eye is gone and they cant just get a new one. and maybe they dont have to be okay with that, but he has to learn to accept that hes changed.

waugh.

[etherealkissed88]

ITS PERSIST AS YOU SEE IT, NOT PERSIST UNTIL YOU SEE IT

some of yall have the mindset of: ‘persist until you see it’ instead of ‘persist because i know its done’. persist until you see it is so 3d oriented like if you dont see it, you get discouraged and then think your failing and then you lose faith and it leads to such a up and down cycle. this is law of assumption. assuming means you believe something without any proof. why would you persist until you see it if your job is to assume it done? assume its done bc you experienced it in imagination already (using any technique or simple decision). this means its actually persist as you see it (you see it in imagination and inevitably you will see it in the 3d because thats law). persist because it literally is yours. the key of law of assumption is that its already yours the moment you claim/assume it so. since the 3d is just you (imagination) it really is done. the moment you imagine it, you experienced it. assuming = go straight to the end. persisting = you continue to experience and choose the same outcome again and again. why wouldnt you want to keep choosing/experiencing what you desired which is now your reality? persisting means you have faith that inner self does have it no matter what the 3d shows. the 3d never mattered. if it did, why do people manifest in the most shitty circumstances? persist.

kisses, jani ☆

[sukioyakio]

Part-one Part-two

Coolboyfriend!Sukuna x Losergirlfriend!reader

an: sorry i took long with this one,i got super busy with stuff,but ive been working on the request these past days.I hope yall enjoy this.

please forgive any mistakes.

Wordcount:4,887

You wanted to do something nice for your boyfriend today but You were stressing over what to do for him.But it had to be something special that was for sure.

When he left for work, you went to use your very intelligent brain and do research on dates. And the one that seem the least expensive ahem—a date setting inside your home.

So with a wide girn you were ready. But you needed to have food as well as a decorated table.

So, making steak and some mac and cheese sounds fine. And Plus it something your more familiar with cooking mac and cheese and somewhat steak.

And,two it your not Gordon Ramsay that cooks five star meals effortlessly. Nope let not go there.

But Maybe one day

You check the clock and you had a roughly around 5 hours to get the ingredients.Because your man got an early leave today.

My man

Sounds werid to the tounge but it feels right though.

So walking to the nearest grocery store wouldnt be such a big deal for you.

Right . .

OH HELL NO!- in fact today just had to be fucking 80 degrees outside with little or no wind. Without sukuna you realize how MUCH of help he was;because people were fricking ruthless in transportations.

But even worse at a grocery stores,at least—At the one you were at but damn these people were acting as if another golden tickets from Charle and the chocolate factory were alive!

But thank god you got all the ingredients to make the mac and cheese and the steak. You mentally check that off your list.

Just from walking back from the store had your entire back sweat like an athlete.

‘God Why MUST it be so hot!’ You yelled out in your head.As you continued walking with your grocery bag.

The sun was unrelenting, with the temperature reaching a scorching eighty degrees in the blazing mid-summer heat.

You went from enthusiastic to tried real quick.

When you made it home,all you really wanted to do was take a cold shower and relax.

“relaxing, yea and a nice cold shower and gaming and-“

‘NO we Are not going to lack off now’ your mind screamed at you.As you sighs putting down the supplies at the table.

As you look at the living room and clearly see how much cleaning need to do. You sipe off the sweat and got back together to make this happen.

Your arm got into the ever nuke and crevices of the leaving room and kitchen floor dirty floor and making sure it look spotless.As your nose was not making it any better.

You kept sneezing and better yet,your glasses went falling down onto the floor.

“STOP FUCKING SNEEZING!”as You roared out loud as you rub furiously at your nose.Begging for your body to have at least a few minutes of relief from your running,stuffy nose.

After 2 hours, you cleaned everything out,and did the decorations. Which would probably scared any of decorator at your creation.

Because you put one of your black bed sheet as one of those table cloth covers and you use duct tape to hide the huge fabric that was seen under the table.

And as a bonus point you used one of your favorite lava lamp as a substitute for a candle. The brightest one ever for your hubby sukuna. You snickered thinking of his reaction.

You took a step back and analyze your creation and honestly it look like a cult meeting,but one hell of a romantic cult meeting if you were to say so for yourself.

Simply nodding to yourself.

All done you check how much time you have left. You have roughly about three hours left to cook. THANK god time was with you and your dedication.

And cooking couldn’t be hard after all youtube short made it look easy.Especially the all of these mac and cheese recipe.

Since your intelligent brain picks out the pre-shredded cheese already so you didn’t have to worry about doing all the prep for it.

Yea that was like the number one thing that was told not to do, but Hey it ain’t going to come out bad.

Right?. . .

But one must do what one has to do. And that fucking give up -never mind you push through and boiled the pasta already.That was a one check mark.Now you just needed to blend that cheese sauce.

You threw out the pasta water. And pour the cooked pasta in the pot again- just the pasta no water in there. You hope. .

Afterwards you put the already seasoned sauce into a pot as you mix all the ingredients that was told to do,which was fairly easy. Because who would fuck up some simple steps.

After the mixing for a few minutes you saw the cheese mix smoothly and then the sauce and the smell smelled heavenly.

You gave yourself a small pat at the back. ‘Yeah ut look good!’ As you Nodding with a sly smirk.

Now looking back at the recipe it said to continue to mix for a roughly about five minutes longer,and so you did that but it slowly turned burnt. And why is it sticky to the pot and more rough.

Uhhh- is this’ sweat of nervousness appear.

Is this Tina Belcher’s mac and cheese?

No. No, this was an insult to mac and cheese experts.definitely not you

You inhaled deeply. Exhaled. Closed your eyes

Ok - ok this isnt bad like other people burning the house down, or smoking the whole place. Yea definitely…

No- no! This is better that time,yeah!

You sallows a big glup, already panicking inside.

Then—you do like what any reasonable person in this situation would do.

You grabbed your phone and Googled: “how to fix gritty cheese sauce before I actually started to cry.”

And from guessing what was The first result was gonna say? “Don’t use pre-shredded cheese.”

You threw your head back with a groan; grumbling as you yelled.“I know that google,THANK YOU.”

But then—a miracle appeared.

A lone, hopeful comment buried deep in a forum. A wise internet stranger said:

“Add more milk. Low heat. Stir like your life depends on it.”you eyes are filled with hope. As You squinted at the screen.

“Alright, cheese sauce.You and me.One last round time.your the opps of mines.” You grinned at the shimmer of hope. your eyes only slimmer more with joy at the comment.

With renewed determination, you poured in way too much milk, lowered the heat, and stirred with the desperation of a person who refused to be defeated by dairy.

And slowly… the sauce started to fix itself.

It smoothed out. The clumps disappeared. The burnt part wasn’t… too noticeable if you didn’t think about it.You decided to add more seasoning to it,so you couldn’t just taste the milk.

It was edible.And that? That was enough.

You wiped your forehead like you had just returned from battle. And did a happy dance,because why not.

As you went back to doing the finished work, layering the mac and cheese in an oven pan.

First mac and cheese then mac and the cheese and then repeat until the pan was covered with the cheese.You had already set the oven temperature and now just putting the wonderful god send into the oven.

‘NOW IT THE STEAK TIME’ your mind screamed with pride.Pitting the other dishes into the sink.Seeing the sink made you groan out loud in disgust and pure terror of having to do it.

Just staring at them made you stubborn to do it,but they were gonna be done eventually. .

So you remove your focus on that to the getting a pan for the steaks.

Bending down,as you push back your glasses.Getting the pan out of the cabinet and placing it onto the oven tops. Using your feet to close the cabinet door. multitasking as you place the steak on to the pan.

then the sizzle started and it slowly started to cook the steak.

It was then you realized that you didn't season it and so you quickly sprinkle some spices on the steak.

Now you stood in front of the stove, standing awkwardly as the silence was filled with the sound of steak sizzling.

‘Maybe i should go take a shower and put something nice. . . ‘ you pause before considering.

‘Nuh i have like a hour to do all that’ you mumble underneath your breath.

As you got inpatient and turn up the heat,to now hear loud sizzling sound from the pan. You tried to flip it with the pan as if your at the same level as fucking Gordon Ramsay.

The plan was to use the oil to cook the sides but seems like the oil wants to fight with you. Oh no not fight but bring war to you.

“AHH WHAT THE FUCK!OW!OW” You scream in pain as you snatched your hand back.Holding it like it was a baby.You quickly kiss it like how your mama would.cardling it into your chest. Whimpering in pain.

‘omg pls dont show a burn mark or it will show with the dress -i cant loss my only huzz at this ass cooking’ you mumbled.

As you look at the oil sprinkling out of the pan.

A loud gulp echoes throughout the kitchen. intentionally glaring at the oils that literally cooking your steak like a villain would do to a hero.

‘Yea no,let get gloves on’You blankly said in unison with your thoughts. As you searched through the cabinet for some glove.

After a few more second of searching you found it. And now your prepared yourself for the hit oil.You take a deep breath that probably fog up your glasses up after you instantly drove in and turn off the Oven top.

Flip the streak to see .. . Such a beautiful color of dark brown.

As your hope for this meal to taste good wasnt looking so good. But Hey at the steak isnt raw.

Like the last time. . .

Now placing the steak in two place and covering it with another plate to keep it warm. And place it on the table.

You rush to grab your phone to use that you have one hour left. And that hour was use to go take a shower and get dressed nicely.

————— Walking up stairs to the apartment,as each steps he took echoes throughout the stairwell.As he opened to the according door that had his apartment floor number. He was glad that his (and yours) apartment was near the stairs.

As he stops infront of the door getting his keys,almost robotic.He’s fucking tried.He had to fucking sit down on and deal with fucking youngsters who thought they could deal with the pain of a tattoo’s. Cramping his neck and hands.

Because they wouldn’t stop moving.He shakes his head.

‘I would finally get to relax’ he says as he opens the door,staring down at the ground and taking his shoes off. And then place his backpack on the mini table near the door entrance.

What he immediately noticed was the delicious smell flowing throughout the leaving room.It was alarming for him because knowing you.As he closed the door.

“Im here . . .” Sukuna announced in the darkness. In a tried voice. Face furrowed down in confusion.

The room is dark,having him staring hard but he knew his home like the back of his head.

‘It fucking dark here,and quiet as fuck’ he thought,as his face turned into a frown. He sighed hard with exhaustion. He really doesn’t have the energy for your poo-a-boo ass try to scare him challenge.

As he walks a few steps in into the leaving room.

You were behind the counter of the kitchen,you wanted to see his face. (As if you could see him clearly from how dark it was)

But it like your stupid wish come true,because almost immediately his crimson eyes turned into your direction.

Your body jerks up,as fears creeping into your skin.Sukuna literally has such a killer face,almost deadly. ‘Can HE SEE ME??’ Your mind screamed.

You take a peak out to see sukuna is still standing. Your body relaxes just a bit.

It like this man is some ninja.

You closed your eyes regretting this scared attack of your. FUCK this man can be scary as crap.And decided enough of playing around. You were about to turn off but his deep voice echoed through the room like someone yelling in a cave.

“Boo . .” His hot breath came from behind you. Your body jumps out its own skin,as you turned already to see a set of red eyes glowing in the dark.

“AHHH!! WHAT THE FUCK!!” You screamed with a gasp.As you hold your chest,from bursting out in fear.And the other holding the counter.

“How!-What?! You were just there-You scared the living shit out of me!Kuna!” You rapidly announced,with your breath losing it oxygen it needs. As you move your head around to see where red pairs of eyes were.

“Hm” Sukuna say in a unbothered voice.As he walks towards the light switch,wanting to see you clearly then the darkness.

‘This man had to be a ninja or something!’ You mumbled. Then your eyes wince from the sudden switch of color. You blink for a few more seconds.As a short realization come to you.HE TURNED ON THE Light!

“WAIT!!”You shout at him. Who was standing there with an empty expression.As you clearly feel his intense glaze. Making your cheeks flare up.

“What women?!” Sukuna barks back with a questioning expression.His arms crossed. Eye focused on you,looking up and down.he wont lie that he completely memorized by the dress.The way it made you glow in a way he never see you in.It grabs all the right places,even your little tummy-

“WAIT I DIDNT WANT YOU TO SEE ME YET !!” You shouted once more as you covered your dress like it would covered everything. After saying that you fricking wanted to verbally screamed at how cringey that was. Your eyes twitched.

“What women!!?” He shouts back to you again,his tone hold no anger.Seeing your face with a weird expression. Then shaking your head.You were one confusing and complexing person he knows.

But that what makes him like about you.

You shyly twisted your hands.Awkward laugh sip out your lips.As you glance up. “I -i wanted to surprise you-So Close your eyes!” You demanded in a soft tone. Making him roll his eyes.

He huff out in annoyance. “You made the food?” He asked with a little head tilt. Just for you to respond. “No..” you grumble. This man can’t even do a simple thing.

“Then did you order it?” He questioned again with his red eyes glowing with amusement. As you wanted to verbally choke him,the dress is so tight on you,and the food is going to get cold.

“No” You answer with an attitude. “Then what,women” Sukuna respond.

You groans out loud,annoyed. “Yes-no,god just close your eyes!!” You shouted,as you drag your hands down your face.

Sukuna lips pull up in a smirk as he already knew the answer by how much dishes they were in the sink.

“Alright,women” he says as he closes his eyes. Making you sigh in relief.

‘This man doesn’t make my life any easier with trying to surprise him’ you said in your mind.

“Wait there okay!” You exclaimed out loud.As you walked into the kitchen that to grab the two plate.And bringing it to the beautiful design table.And taking off the lava lamp. To show its beautiful cult looking table.

As you walked back to grab sukuna.You paused for a moment to pull down the dress Because it kept getting sucked and making stuff uncomfortable.

“How long are you going to take,women” sukuna grumble,as you huff out back. As you grab him softly,taking him to the table. “Okay when i say open your eyes you open them okay??!” You said with a overwhelming joy.

“1”

“2”

“3-“ “-Im not some fucking kid women”He grumbled with scoff. As you mimicked his words. “You could Open them now!” You shouts with a smile,striking a pose.

His red eyes opened,as it blinks for a seconds to recognize where the fuck was he looking at.

“Ta da!!”A glowing shine of a wide smile plastered on your lips.Your voice and face was the very opposite of what the rest of your date looked like.

“Why the lava lamp,women when there literal fucking candles in the spare closet” Sukuna replies bluntly.As he pinched his nose. The idea of you doing this for him was a nice feeling in his heart instead of annoyance.(that a lie)

“No matter! Jezz you are a party surprise worst nightmare” you Your cheerful voice echoed throughout the house. A glowing shine of a wide smile plastered on your lips.Your voice and face was the very opposite of what the rest of your date looked like.

He huff out,his red orbs staring at your eyes then glancing away.

“you must have been worked yourself . . . thanks” you couldnt help to lift an eyebrow at his comment making you only staring at him with a big smirk on your face.

Sukuna blush as he cover his face with his palm. Grunting as you tiptoeing to lean more into him “no,nonononon REPEAT yourself sukuna~~~ i want to hear it again louder!”

you sing it out in an teasing tone.Putting your hands on your hips. Sukuna eyes twitched in annoyance “shut the fuck up.punk before i go to sleep”

you gasp at his comment.

“Oh hell no!i cant have you do that” You shake your head.As you drag him into his seat, his whole body is stiff but goes along your way but it like his lips has it mind of it own-pulling up into a sly smile when your around.

He’s stomach filling with up butterfly at your presence. At a weirdo and a loser. His loser;the same girl that has him listening to your podcast long sessions of game theories. And the one that loves that talking and explaining every book that you read.

That has him playing games with you just to lose against him.That has the smartest brain cells to explain him something as simple as a biology textbook.

That what makes his cruel and grumpy heart beat for your love.

Now looking at his food you made for him,grabbing his fork and spooning some of both of the food.

The steak is kinda burnt but decent . The macaroni is cheesy but… good.He nodded slightly in amusement. Eyes close as he enjoyed the flavoring touching his tongue.

But that compliment dry out when you had spoken in the comfortable silence.

“Have you ever thought that I could have put some rat poison or poison in it? ”you hummed peacefully.Pushing your glass up. The glow of the lava lamp was shimmering your dress and face like star.

You gleamed at him with innocence staring him down like a hawk.As you continue to eat your plate of food like what you had said wasn’t concerning.

He’s eyes side eyed you and bluntly said “no” loooking back as you laughed loudly almost coughing hard. Sukuna stern,rolling his eyes.Huffing a laugh at your dumb actions.

“Dumbass” he mutters.

You heard it, and looked offended. “and what MADE you think i didn’t?!?” You asked genuinely as you contince to chuck another stake down your throat.

Sukuna stare blankly like it was a dumb question. Staring at you up and down,shaking his head.

Before saying “Because women, your not the type of person to even kill anyone. I mean look at you-you literally started to reenact an anime fight scene.” He says with a straight face his voice casual. As you listened to him,and your cheeks flush with embarrassment.As you thought he was done but nope.

“And then wanted me to help you with making the fight noises . . . So no” he finished,his face staring at you with an obvious expression.

You object.

“H-Hey!! I could kill . . Oka-AND THAT WAS LIKE ONE FRICKING TIME SUKUNA!!” You admitted with a face full of embarrassment.As Sukuna raised his eyebrow in disbelief at your words.You continued on with your glance away from sukuna eyes and into your hands that were rubbing against each other.

“Plus i wanted to reenact it since y-you didn’t want to cosplay with me . . You little asshole” you resorted with a weak tone. As you knowing damn well it hasn’t been only one time.It was many-maybe plenty when you’re bored. But to be honest,your boyfriend is always lying in bed scrolling doing nothing.

And asking the man- holy shit. That was the real pain.But it was the funniest thing we had did that night.

Sukuna took another bite of the mac and cheese, chewing slowly. His red eyes flickered from the plate to you, and then back to the plate again.

You were watching him like a hawk, nervously playing with the hem of your dress. “Soooo… how is it?” You tried to sound casual, but the anticipation was killing you.Putting your glasses more firmly onto your nose bridge.

He swallowed, licked his lips, and let out a deep sigh, setting the fork down. His face was unreadable. Then—

“It’s edible.”

Your jaw dropped. “EDIBLE?! That’s all you have to say?!”

He snorted, clearly amused. “What, you want me to start crying tears of joy? Women, it’s food. You want a gold star?”

You threw your hands in the air. “I SLAVED AWAY IN THIS KITCHEN, SUKUNA! ALMOST DIED FROM OIL ATTACKS! I FOUGHT FOR MY LIFE AGAINST THAT CHEESE SAUCE! AND ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY IS ‘EDIBLE’?!”

Sukuna leaned back in his chair, watching you with a lazy smirk. “First of all, don’t yell at me like you’re on a reality cooking show. Second,” he took another bite, “the mac and cheese is good. Steak is a little burnt, but it’s fine.”

You squinted at him. “…Is that your version of a compliment?”

“Take it or leave it, nerd.”

You grumbled under your breath but still felt a little triumphant. He didn’t hate it. That was a win in your book.

He kept eating, glancing at you occasionally. “Why’d you even go through all this trouble anyway?”

You shifted in your seat, suddenly feeling a little awkward. “I dunno… I just wanted to do something nice for you. You’ve been working a lot, and I figured… you deserved a nice night.”

He blinked, then looked away, rubbing the back of his neck.His ears turning a red color “Tch. Dumbass.”

A slow smirk crept onto your lips. “Oh my god. You’re blushing.”

“I’m NOT.” He barks.

“You so ARE.” You counter with a huge smile

He groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I swear to god, if you don’t shut up—”

“But it’s so cuuuute~! You look very much like a fricking cat!”You leaned in closer, batting your eyelashes dramatically through your glasses.

Sukuna rolled his eyes but couldn’t fight the way the corner of his mouth twitched upward. He reached out, flicking your forehead lightly. “Shut up and eat, loser.”

You giggled, rubbing your forehead with a pout. “Rude.”

The rest of dinner was filled with playful teasing, snarky remarks, and comfortable silence in between. Sukuna might have been a grumpy bastard, but the fact that he was still sitting here, eating every bite of the meal you made, meant more than words ever could.

To you it just meant that you got his heart and that this date was so worth it. (And to him;he has to say seeing all this stuff and it to be for him made his cold stupid heart beat.)

And when he reached out to steal some of your mac and cheese, you knew. That it was good.

Tonight was perfect.

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[homicidal-lingonberry]

a thought about kabru and mithrun and their time in the dungeon. (I love kabumisu but this is more about their canon relationship)

I have seen several people say that they dont think that kabru really cared about or liked mithrun. that he was just doing things cause he had to, etc. but I feel like this ignores something pretty cool about kabru. Kabru always has an inner monologue going on, one that we get to see.

several times when we see kabru doing nice things we can see that his inner monologue doesnt actually match. we see him kindly doing things that actively distress him several times. we as an audience are made very aware when kabru is doing something he doesnt really like.

so what kind of an inner monologue does kabru have when he performs caring tasks for mithrun? does he think about the advantages of having mithrun or the canaries on his side? does he think bitterly of mithrun? does he think about how much he hates this? the worst he thinks is "to think I'd get roped into this for the sake of that lot." and "this isnt seeing to his needs, this is nursing!" pretty early on in their journey together. this is while he is still digesting the full picture of mithruns condition and all the things hes going to need to do, the full weight of the situation now apparent.

after this, all we see is compassion. him thinking he would like to make mithrun something nice to eat, even if it wouldnt matter to him. him empathizing and reflecting on how not having desires would be really rough. him coming to understand where some of mithruns quirks, like his sense of direction, come from.

by the end, he has trusted mithrun enough to tell him about laios, and mithrun has given him all the information he has been searching for for YEARS.

and this is just the dungeon. kabru continues to involve himself with mithrun when its not his problem anymore. when really, he should be doing anything but. and after everything is done, if he truly did not care about mithrun, he has NO reason to do anything he does in chapter 94.

they are FRIENDS okay??? Kabru cares about him. it isnt just obligation. ty.

as far as mithrun goes, he gives kabru information, he asks him what he wants to do with that little smile (doesnt wait for his squad), slaps him out of his panic attack, and then kabru is the person he eventually confides his true desire to.

theyre FRIENDS and Im tired of people acting like they dont even like each other just bc they dont like the ship. you dont have to ship it, but if you think these 2 didnt drastically change each others lives in a positive way and that they dont care about each other...you maybe need to read again.

and also I think a lot of these takes veer on dehumanizing mithrun. like how could kabru even like him or see him as a friend when hes like that. like do yall forget mithrun was busy keeping kabrus ass from getting killed. or the way he perceptively sees straight through kabrus bs every single time until kabru finally tells the truth? I know kabrus confession to laios is a lot more emotionally intense, but laios isnt the only character that forces kabru to be honest.

[nicksturniolokin]

breaking my silence.

I am TIRED of hearing ppl say that the triplets are lazy. That’s fucking stupid of yall to say, they are trying so hard. Not to mention they have tour, which they mentioned was more expensive, there is more to do and it’s farther away then The lets trip tour and versus tour. Ppl are also pissed they aren’t going over seas. It’s definitely not their fault. Ik this isn’t gonna be seen by many others but I’m still stating my opinion. I feel so bad for them, yall need to cut them some slack. The video that was posted on a Saturday wasn’t bc they were lazy and just didn’t want to post, they have a life outside of posting and everyone needs to understand that, I get it, some people weren’t happy but it needs to be let go of. Also, not to mention how DISGUSTING people are?? I came on tumblr bc of my mate, turns out this is a disgusting place where ppl sexualize them. Calling them sluts and making sexual fanfics is not something they are comfortable with. They mentioned it in so many videos. Nick had to censor his pants in one video, isn’t that a clear sign they know ppl think that way about them? It’s just gross **imo**. It honestly scares me knowing ppl who sexualize them are going on tour, i would be grossed out too if I were them. Even though I am hypersexual, I wouldnt publicly announce that I sexualized them if I did. I think it’s just embarrassing for the ppl who do that. They don’t have a chance with them no matter what.

[hannieehaee]

Can you svt and backshots

Wtv u want abt it

18+ / mdi

how much they'd be into backshots

content: smut, backshots, implied established relationship, penetrative sex, afab reader, etc.

wc: 858

a/n: im ngl i literally had to look up what backshots were bc thats not what im used to calling it oops.

masterlist

seungcheol -

he'd try to act as if he's unaffected, but he would be in love with backshots. the angle in which he could take in every single movement and the effect he had on you would have him losing his mind, making him almost lose control as he fucked into you.

jeonghan -

he'd chuckle at how easy it was to get you on your hands and knees for him, ass up and ready for him to go to town. he gets easily tired, however, so this would not be his favorite position to perform in. the simple fact that he could fuck you like this if he wanted to was enough for him to feel cocky, though.

joshua -

would be enamored with how pretty your body looked ready for him to ram into. he would love the way in which you'd lose yourself in it, becoming limp as he fucked into you. you'd become a pretty body that he got to play with as he saw fit, simply drinking in your muffled moans as you cried into the mattress.

jun -

zero thoughts going through his mind as he thrusted crazily into you. there wouldve been no questions asked the moment backshots were brought up. you wanted to get on your hands and knees for him? he was so there. he'd hold off a crazy amount of time just to make the experience last as long as possible, being in love with the sight in front of him.

soonyoung -

he'd so badly wanna cum on your back, which would make him go a little crazy the moment backshots were proposed. he would be unrecognizable as he fucked into you, taking on that serious and focused persona that you only ever see when he's on stage. his stamina is crazy, though, so despite exerting himself, he would still be down to do it again and again and again.

wonwoo -

unpopular opinion but i think wonwoo would probably go for more intimate forms of sex, however, he would never say no to backshots. he'd be enamored with every curve of your body and how well your body fit against his like this. his hands would leave bruises on your hips from how harshly he'd unknowingly grab at you. backshots may have the ability to make him lose himself in you.

jihoon -

would be overwhelmed at the position. just the thought of fucking you like this would have all his ability to think leave his brain. scared he might cum at just seeing you positioned and ready for him. looking at your body from this angle also didnt help matters. his eyes would roll back the moment he even got his hands on you, unsure of how he would last.

seokmin -

he gives me the vibe that he'd be more into more intimate positions, so even tho he would love doing backshots, it wouldnt be his first choice. however, if you were ever to receive him on ur hands and knees ready for him, he would immediately get weak in the knees and get to business.

mingyu -

im a strong believer he's an ass man, which leads me to believe that this would be one of his go-to's when it came to having sex. he would go crazy over it the first time yall did backshots. his hands would absolutely bruise your hips, and your ass would end up red from how harshly he would cant his hips against it.

minghao -

he would be a huge fan of seeing your face during sex, so backshots wouldn't necessarily be optimal for him. however, he knew that pleasure came in a plethora of forms, so he would be down to try any and every position with you. your body would be something he would be absolutely obsessed with, so he would gladly welcome backshots as a way of admiring the curve of your back and the softness of your hips as he fucked into you.

seungkwan -

a huge fan! yet another member who would marvel at your body for an extended period of time before actually getting to business. despite being backshots, he would be pretty sweet and soft with you. up until his orgasm began to approach, which is when he would really lose his mind and arch your back further for him as he tried to reach his end.

vernon -

a baddie getting on their hands and knees for him? hell yeah. he would savor every moment before even putting it in, caressing and marveling at every curve of your body. the fact that he had you right there, all ready for him would have him groaning every single syllable that left his mouth.

chan -

im convinced being a simp is imbedded in his dna, so i think that the concept of you on your hands and knees for him would almost make him pass out. he could see every accentuated curve of your body like this, also being able to hold you and bend you to his liking for him to fuck. this would become one of his favorites (despite always cumming a little sooner than usual whenever backshots were involved).

[m0chis-cafe]

Hello! This is my first time making a request, if it's okay, can I get a reader with Lillia, Rook, Vil and Leona who has recently been suffering from insomnia and anxiety about returning home (comfort in the end) Please? 😔🎀

i absolutely love this, i get horrible insomia. i gotchu♡

(edit: i ended up focusing on one more than the other in some, but both are mentioned. hope u still like it *mwah*)

reader suffering from insomnia and anxiety about returning home.. ⋆⑅˚₊

word count: 1.5k

warnings: mentioning of anxiety, and panic attacks (there will be major comfort though), sitting in laps, kissing, joking to help, mentioning of what happens in each of the characters books (i hope yall have read em before but js in case)

characters: leona, rook, vil, and lilia

leona kingscholar🦁

you paced the botanical gardens on campus, hands tangling in your hair s you thoughts went a million miles a second..

how am i going to get home?

how is my family.. god i miss them..

if im forced to stay here.. how do i even pass these crazy magic classes?

do the people here ive come to know even want me here or are they forced to cause i cant leave..

every new thought was another anxiety that just caused your breath to quicken. your thoughts were flooded with negatives.. if you had magic this is what youd assume a magic blot would feel like.. so much negative emotions piling into you all at once.

you eventually sat below a tree, knees curled to your chest as you tried to calm yourself down. it didnt help that you hadent slept in days, insomnia only getting worse since coming to nightraven.

yet no matter what you did your breaths wouldnt calm, your hands kept shaking, and you couldnt hear or see straight. you almost jumped right out of your skin as you felt hands grab your own that covered your face. looking up you saw brown hair and ears.. leona?

his voice made its way to you eventually, "herbavore? herbavore.. seriously c'mon your worrying me. ruggie said you ran off but i didnt think itd be this bad." he mumbled to himself before his hands slipped dwon to your biceps, "hey, listen to me." he spoke firmly.

your eyes eventually meet him, your breaths calmling slightly at his presence. taking large breaths through your lips as you looked up at him, arms shaking in his hold. "dont fall out on me now, we need you." he spoke lowly as he scopped you up with ease, placing you betwen his legs, "your alright now herbivore, whatevers going on in that head of yours, its gonna be alright, yea?" he placed a kiss on your forhead allowng you time to breath normally.

when your breaths calmed and body began to calm, you sighed and leaned more into his body, "thank you.. leona". he chuckled deeply, sloching more down the tree, letting you fall into his chest. "its fine kid, just glad your fine. did something happen?". your eyes widened before spilling, explaining your thoughts to him slowly, anxious to be a burden. when you ended he rolled his eyes and strted laughing.. at you?..

huh?

"you seriously think anyone here doesnt want you here? i think at this point those first years would fall apart without you, and as for finding your way home, crawley better. or ill personally kick his ass, alright herbavore?" you simply nodded your head and leaned into him smiling, "your really not as bad as they say you are.."

vil schoenheit🧺

vi had become obsessed with training for the dance competittion, day after day everyone was practicing for hours every day. you tried to be nothin bt supportive but your insomnia had only gotten worse with the recent stress of the compettition..

what will happen if we dont win?

everyone else looks so tired..

god im so tired.. when was the last time i slept multiple hours?

i wish i could just go home already..

you guys had gotten the first brea of the day, you sat against the wall between kalim and ace as they yapped about how excited they were to preform next week. listening to them had you distracted, your eyes fluttering closed.

a hand was placed on your shoulder, looking up you saw jamil crouched in front of you, "are you alright? you look terrible prefect" you heard ace and kalim repremand him for being so blunt, but you just shook your head trying to wake up, "im fine jamil.. just tired, thank you though"

he looked skeptical but quickly turned to make sure kalim was drinking water and taking a proper break. ace mumbled something under his breath that you barley couldnt catch before he stood up and walked towards vil who was with rook and epel, who were talking across the room.

you saw vil look down at ace with his arms crossed, he glanced at you as ace pointed a finger to you. vil abandoned his conversation with epel and rook, shooing away the others around you, "why wouldnt you say that you havent been sleeping, thats not proper conditions for you to be proforming in prefect."

"im fine vil-", he rolled his eyes and cut you off, "you look anything but, stand" he reached a hand down to you, pulling you up from the ground. your head swam with spots when you rose too quickly, stumbling into vil.

he wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you up, "poision.. is somethng truley wrong?" you looked up at him, eyes wide as he read you like a book. he quickly took your hand and dragged you out of the practice room and into the lounge at pomefiore.

he sat you down in one of the chairs and crouched in fron tof you, holding your face in his hands, "speak to me.." you sighed before explaining what had been happening, the stresses and not sleeping, the thoughts of never being able to go home.

he sighed and stood, sitting beside you and tugging you into his side, "i wish you would speak up when this happens, you know that id never wish to add to your burdens." he placed a kiss to your forhead before continuing, "we will find a way for you to go home, no matter how bitter sweet itll be, i do hope we find a way for you to go back and forth.. we would all miss you terribly here.. especially me." at his words you sighed and relaxed into his side, "ill find a way back, i could never just leave you guys.. especially you.

rook hunt🪶

you thought itd be easy to hide your emotions recently, but knowing rook he proably could already see through your mind..

i hope i can go home soon..

i wonder if time has passed back home and if my family is worried about me..

i need to stop stresing, i havent slept at all recently

these magic classes are getting harder with the lack of magic

you thought you kept a pretty good mask on arround others, yet as soon as you were walking from potions alone with rook he spoke up, "mon cheri.. have you been sleeping enough? your beauty is as blinding as always, alas you seem more tired than usual."

you shouldve known better than to try to keep something from him, he finds out everything sooner rathar than latter, "im alright, just worried about getting home, i guess its been affecting my sleep.."

"well theres no use in worrying cheri! i garuntee they will find a way to send you home! with that said i think a long rest for you is in place." he spoke cherfully as he laced your hands together and dragged you to pomefiore, you smiled at his actions and followed along.. he always here to look after me

lilia vanrough🦇

after dealing with blots from every other house, you thought hanging around diasmonia would be calming. yet as you sat in the lounge with silver, sebek, lilia, and malleus your thought still didnt stop running..

whos going to over-blot next?

will the next one be more powerful.. maybe too powerful..

i didnt have these struggles at home

even my sleep scheduals gotten worse.. late nights staying up with lilia and idia playing games have become much more often an occurance

im supposed to be relaxing, just breath..

your mind spaced out as you looked at the floor in front of you while stuck in thought. your hands tangled into your blazer sleeves as your breath quickened, your vision began to see spots before you felt a hand rest on top of your own in your lap.

"prefect, is something the matter?" your head snapped up and saw lilia who was sat beside you, a concerned look for once took over his boyish grin, "your not looking too good.. are you ill?" he placed a hand on you forhead attempting to asses if you were running a fever.

"im alright.. just missing home" you mumbled, offering him a small smile as you placed your head on his shoulder. he sighed, raisng your hand to press a kiss on the back of your hand, "well find a way for you to go back, i promise it my dear."

he wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you to lean more into him, "in the mean time, you havent been sleeping and its clear, get some rest prefect" his boyish grin returned as he pecked your cheek. he was right.. everything was gonna be ok.

you finally felt comfortble enough to fall into a deep sleep against him, with grim curled up into your lap mumbling about his dreams of tuna. surronded by people you became found of over you stay at nightraven, it wouldnt be bad to stay here, but you knew that there would be a way home.

[cherryo]

Nsfw alphabet headcanons about the rise brothers would be great!

HIIIII!!!! okay so i decided to pick out three for each brother cause if i did all 26 questions for each brother it would be a little much for me right now! i may revisit a whole one for each brothers :3

Pairing: Rise! Brothers x reader (separately) genre: smut Pronouns: no actual pronouns but fem genitalia Word count:didnt count warnings: cussin' and sex lol did not proofread

LEO

A- Aftercare (what theyre like afterwards)

2nd best out of the brothers (Raph is the best) Runs you a bath before you even ask, he has snacks, towels, water and everything you could want in his room already!

I- Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect of it)

Super super romantic, literally no jokes whatsoever. As he ages he eases up but as of right now hes very intimate and romantic! He thinks sex and sexual intimacy is sacred and needs to be serious !

W-Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He only likes to be a power bottom! He feels he has wayyyyyyy more control from the bottom than on top! He also thinks you being on top is super fucking hot

RAPH:

B- Body (what their favorite body part is of themselves and their partner)

His arms!!! Fucking thick as a log, hes very proud how much he can manhandle you with his arms and how he can hold you down or in any position with one arm!

Your thighs, he loves how they look when you sit down, have a tight skirt on, how his dick feels being slide between them, how fucking soft they are!

N-No (something they wouldnt do)

Public sex or bathroom public sex. He thinks its hot but he cant handle his noises or his size in public, it would be too obvious too quick and hes too nervous to be caught!

X-X-ray (lets see whats going on under those clothes)

HOLY SHIT FUXKING BIG AS FUCK!!!!!! Literally thickness of a coke can and the length of a normal human forearm!!!!!!!! No but fr the girth is what gets you hurtin’. You two have to prep your pussy for hourrrrssss before even attempting to slide his dick in

DONNIE

C - Cum (anything to do with cum)

He cums so much and it’s so thick and goopy and hot and-

He loves cumming in you and on you, depending on horny and situation level. If yall are in public he’s cumming in you so it drips out of you and he also does it commonly in the bedroom.

He cums on you primarily if its a quickie so he can just wipe it up and you wont have to worry bout your panties being soaked! How sweet of him <3

F- Favorite position

Mating press and doggy and i will not be expanding on this it just feels right!!!!

K-Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Literally breeding, body worship, overstim, panty sniffing, choking, collars & leashes, and -

He has so many, i believe hes the most adventurous in the bedroom! Mikey being second, raph and then leo <3

MIKEY

D- Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

Is a panty stealer, literally sneaks dirty and clean underwear. He loves it, he primarily jerks off with them on his dick but will sometimes sniff it or stuff it in his mouth while jerkin it

L-Location (their favorite place to do it)

The bathroom!!!! Loves the counters and how creative you have to be while fucking in the bathroom. Also loves tub and shower sex! Mans is a freak fr but he just loves making the bathroom humid from stuff other than hot water ;)

Z-ZZZ (how fast do they fall asleep after?) 

Hes out, the second yall are done hes out. Hes so bad at aftercare and i know he has that whole alter ego but it just feels right!!!!!! Hes a sleepy guy :’)

[nyx-is-missing]

Clarisse and Reader (daughter of Poseidon) meeting in the middle of the night to swim in the lake and being caught by Chiron in a make-out session and being punished for it

Young love

Clarisse la rue x fem!reader (Poseidon's kid)

Summary: when Clarisse and reader cant get alone time in land and daylight, they search for the comfort of water and nights, until they are found

Warnings: poorly written make out session, fluff, lovebirds, kissing, chiron was there

(Yall already know)

"Clarisse are you sure nobody will notice we left?"

I said, while we both took of our clothes somewhere in the sand, the night was beautiful and me and Clarisse wanted some deserved time alone, wich we couldnt have in daylight

With the summer everyone was in camp and nowhere was calm and alone enough for us to have...a little time for us.

So there it goes our idea, to go out in the middle of the night to swim at the beach.

"Who would notice? Everyone is sleeping right now, dont let your head stop you from having some fun... c'mon"

She took me by the hand, walking me to the water, and we only stopped when the water was almost on our necks.

"Hey clari, do you hear this?"

"Hear what?"

She looks at me, and then looks around, as if waiting to see if somebody was there.

"The waves, arent they the most beautiful melody?"

I close my eyes, feeling the hot water currents softly in my body, and hearing the sound of the waves who never ceased to wet the sand.

"No"

She kissed the base of my neck

"Your voice is"

"Clarisse la rue being lovestruck? Thats new"

I looked at her, smilling big, to wich she just answered "i dont have much time with you, let me be ridiculous"

Her kissed went up, from the base, to the middle, to my jaw, and then my lips.

Her arms were around my hips, pulling me closer to her, my arms automatically hugged her neck.

I couldnt describe a better feeling, being in the water, on the arms of the girl i liked, kissing her, being unafraid of living, of loving.

Everything was too much, and yet too less.

I wanted more, more love, more of her, more kisses, just more more more.

Her tongue was hot against mine, and i felt everything with such intensity, i could swear my legs became jello, if my body wasnt inside the water, i would be shaking.

Its siliy, we kissed a thousand times and it still feels like the first one, i still get nervous when she looks at me that way only she can do.

I deepened the kiss, and felt her hands lowering a few inches, please let all the fish be sleeping, they like gossip a little bit too much

There was wind, and still i felt hot, even more when her mouth got back to the base of my neck, bitting it gently.

My eyes closed with enjoyment, but they oppened it up so quickly as i heard a familiar sound, a too familiar sound.

"Um.. clari we should sto-"

"Oh please, i barely have any time with you anymore, just one more kiss... or two.. or three.."

She said going directly back to kissing my mouth

The chill in my spine did not went away, actually, it had gone bigger when i heard him clearing his throat and saying:

"Young demigods... dont you think its too late to be swimming?"

Me and Clarisse separate really fast, faces going white with the shock of being caught by him

"CHIRON! I...we... how are you? The family doing great?"

He just stared at us with a fatherly look

"Both of you, get dressed and go back to your own cabins.....and three days of clean duty"

"Yes chiron, we are sorry"

We say togheter

"And next time you two decide to sneak out, at least do at daylight, so we can notice if something happens to either of you...or at least in a place harder to catch because... seriously.. i've been alive centuries, did you really think i wouldnt check the beach?"