#facepalm sunset

[sorrel-the-kabbage]

A gift for a friend since they’re really into DC— particularly bat fam. Really fun to draw, love these dorks and the nerd I drew them for

[heretherebedork]

Yoh: Facepalm King

[thestoryofella]

sunburnt

summary: after spending a day on the beach to take a break from London's constant noise, you end up sunburnt to a crisp. In an attempt to avoid Sirius's teasing, you desperately try to stay hidden. However, when you're finally forced to ask for help, you're reminded of the importance of choosing love over embarrassment.

warnings: fluff, swearing.

sirius black x reader ✿ 1275 words

After getting tired of the near-constant noise in London and the lack of scenery, you planned a solitary beach day to do nothing but read, lounge, and enjoy the nearly ice-cold pineapple you’d prepped the night before. You sprawled out under the sun from sunrise to near sunset, only dipping in the splashing, cold water when you woke up from a snoozy nap spent on a beach towel. Once the sun nearly set and you’d finished the book you packed for the day, you packed up your things and started the journey home.

When you reached the bus station to return to central London, you realized the issue, catching your reflection in the large, circular mirror near the bus driver. You had gotten burnt to a crisp during your beach day, and Sirius would never let you live it down.

Before you left in the morning, Sirius, ever the caring partner, had packed face sunscreen, body sunscreen, and aloe vera into your oversized tote bag. He had even checked if you had applied some in the morning before you rushed out the door. You, torn between the desire to lounge on the beach and the fear of missing the bus, had lied to him before planting a quick kiss on his cheek and dashing to the station. 

Now, you deeply regret not listening to him. In addition to your current appearance, your skin is inflamed, hot, scaly, and hurts to the touch. When you pressed down on your irritated skin, your fingers left an unmistakable mark associated with a severe sunburn. 

“Perfect,” you sarcastically muttered to yourself. 

When you finally stopped at the station closest to yours and Sirius’s shared flat, you walked quickly to get home, eager to shower with cold water and hopefully reduce the inflammation your sunburn caused. The plan was simple: you’d get home, dash to the shower, avoid Sirius for the rest of the night, and then what? After some consideration, you decide you’ll have to sleep with a paper bag over your head and in pajamas best suited for a nun. 

Once you reach your shared flat, you can hear Sirius inside cooking dinner. The low sizzle of sautéing vegetables and gentle humming is his giveaway. Quickly unlocking the door and tiptoeing inside, you sneak past the kitchen without detection until a creaking floorboard gives you away. 

Your heart lurches into your stomach. It’s no use being this sneaky over a sunburn, but you wanted to avoid Sirius’s teasing for as long as possible–even though you sometimes secretly loved it.

Sirius’s head turns to look at you, but you do not turn to face him. “Hi, dollface,” he says. You hear the words come out of his mouth, and you really want to turn around and greet him with a hug, but you are determined to avoid detection. 

You suck in a quick breath before tumbling out the words, “I gotta go hop in the shower before dinner, love you!” With that said, you run to the bathroom, your feet smacking down on the floorboards with each step before loudly closing the door. 

Great, that wasn’t suspicious at all, you think to yourself. You have the urge to facepalm your forehead before remembering the searing pain that would follow.

You hopped in the shower, sighing in relief when the cold water hit your inflamed back. Showering after days spent at the beach was the best. 

When you finally finished showering, you had devised a regimen to defeat your sunburn and hopefully avoid pain. You put thick lotion on every area of your sunburnt skin, planning to top it off with a layer of aloe vera gel for added measure. 

Things were going swimmingly. You’d lotioned every irritated limb and your unusually puffy cheeks–resembling a hamster with too much food in their mouth. That was until you tried to lotion your back and realized that your short arms and the searing pain of trying to stretch them due to sunburn would not make applying products easy. 

“No, no, no!” You exasperatedly muttered. You must swallow your pride to take care of your severely sunburnt back. The issue wasn’t that Sirius would be mean per se, but he would undoubtedly tease you before dotingly helping you. Plus, you really didn’t want him to know you had lied to him this morning, evading his attempts to prevent this in the first place. 

Defeat clouded your brain. Swallowing your pride, you peeked out the bathroom door before feebly calling, “Siri, can you help me quickly.” It wasn’t even a second later that you heard him set down plates and footsteps approaching your location. 

Now, face-to-face with your raven-haired boyfriend, you offered him a coy smile that silently said, please don’t be mad at me. His eyes slowly took in the sight of your sunburnt face. Unbeknownst to him, your back looked a lot worse. 

You stood in silence for only a second before he reacted exactly how you thought he would. He let a bellowing laugh escape his mouth before pressing a smiling kiss to your inflamed forehead. “What the hell happened to you? You look like a tomato!”

You were sure you did at this point. The combination of inflamed skin, paired with your now red cheeks from Sirius’s affectionate teasing, was sure to have reddened your skin. Honestly, you were surprised you didn’t look more like a beet. 

You playfully shoved his shoulder before cracking the door wide enough for him to sneak in. “Can you please just help me put some lotion and aloe vera on my back?” You tried to sound stern, but a smile still graced your lips. 

He let another laugh escape his mouth upon observing your sunburnt back. “I thought I packed your sunscreen, and you said you put some on before leaving.” 

You huffed in response, crossing your arms over your chest. “I know; I was just so eager to get to the beach and forgot to put some on,” you complained, slightly whining. 

“You know what I always tell you?” He asks.

“No,” you lied. You knew exactly what he was going to say. 

“Sirius knows best!” He nearly sings out before pressing a kiss to your bare shoulder. 

“Sirius,” you whined out, not wanting to be reminded of your unfortunate errors. He usually knew best, but you would never in a million years admit that to him. 

“Okay, okay,” He laughs, holding his hands up in mock defense before gently lathering both lotion and aloe vera gel onto your inflamed back. 

You nearly sigh at the relief but hold your tongue, a feeble attempt to humble his enormous ego. Instead, you opt for a simple “thank you,” turning around to envelop his torso in a tight hug. He responds by kissing your forehead, not wanting to press his hands into your irritated back.

♡ ♡ ♡

By the end of the evening, you were honestly sure you had managed to avoid most of Sirius’s teasing. After he had helped you with your back earlier, you two had enjoyed dinner together and were currently cuddled up in bed, about to fall asleep. 

Leaning over to kiss under your ear–possibly the only part of your skin protected from the sun’s wrath–Sirius wrapped his arms around your waist and whispered, “Goodnight, tomato.”

You rolled your eyes, letting a noticeable sigh escape your lips. You felt Sirius’s chest move with gentle laughter as he delighted in your feigned annoyance. 

You truly were never going to live this down. But you realized you were willing to put up with it if it meant you could stay wrapped in Sirius’s arms forever.

[lovingmychildhood]

Sunset Shimmer Headcanons

She was scared of being judged for her past at first

You were surprisingly understanding

She gets very blushy around you

She'll sometimes stumble over her words, which makes her internally facepalm

If she's doing something well, but then sees you staring, she starts to overthink what she's doing and messes up

She has that 'hahAHAHA! So FUnny! You'Re vErY funnY!" kind of laugh [if you know what I mean]

Stares at you lovingly and obsessively

Has a shrine to you. Puts photos of you together, photos of just you, some of your belongings, etc

She loves when you compliment her. It makes her very happy

If she ever sees you struggling with something, she's quick to offer to help [But then she ends up getting to flustered and embarrassed to help you] (She'll get Twilight to help)

The rest of the girls know about Sunset's crush and they try and help her, they really do, but Sunset is beyond saving

She'll go to your job and act surprised when seeing you there working [She knows your whole schedule]

She also has your classes memorizes and after school activities

Tries to get you to join some clubs she's in

She's always willing to listen and be a sympathetic ear if you have a problem or need to rant

She's very understanding and never judges you. In fact, she gives good advice

[lionhanie]

riwoo as your boyfriend! ♡

fluff, boyfriend riwoo x gn reader!

word count: ~760

warnings: none

a/n: been having a severe case of boyfriend riwoo thoughts like i desperately need to keep him in my pocket

likes ♡ and reblogs ↺ always appreciated!

never ending source of laughter and (really bad) dad jokes but he’s cute so you always end up smiling regardless

the effect he has on the members is practically ctrl c + ctrl v when he’s with you

nobody can deny that he has some BANGERRRRR jokes but when he’s always trying to make ‘em…. its inevitable that some will miss LMFAOOOO but he’s lucky to have you as his partner, because you always end up giggling when he looks to you when a joke flops

everyone will groan when you’re all hanging out and riwoo pulls the corniest play on words known to man, meanwhile you’re on the sidelines facepalming as you chuckle into your hand. “see, y/n understands how funny i am!” he boasts, feeling super full of love knowing he always has you to laugh at his jokes aw :,((((

i think he would literally have sparkles in his eyes every time you compliment him. he loves being praised by his partner!!!!! especially if we’re talking about something he’s worked really hard on or is particularly proud about 

you’re in the practice room with him, sitting on the floor and leaning against the mirror as you watch your boyfriend replay the same section of the song he’s been trying to choreograph for HOURS. even though it’s getting late, you’re completely mesmerized by the way he moves, his intricate facial expressions, and his (super cute) look of frustration when he isn’t quite satisfied with the steps he just made

“ah, this doesn’t look right. i feel like my flow is all off today,” riwoo groans as he lays flat on the floor next to you, splayed out like a starfish. “maybe i should just restart tomorrow. should we go home now, y/n?”

“mm, i thought you looked really cool though? that footwork you did for the chorus was amazing, it’s crazy to think you came up with it just now!” you’re deep in thought as you give him your two cents, finding it easy to compliment him when he’s just /so talented/ in the first place. ��i don’t think you should get rid of everything you worked so hard on, but maybe you should get some rest so you can clear up your doubts about it!”

riwoo can feel his ears burn at your never-ending praise, cheeks starting to hurt from smiling too hard at your words. “okay, if my sweet y/n thinks i did a good job, then i must’ve really come up with a great choreo this time. come on, let’s go eat~!” 

methinks he’s big on rlly casual dates! stuff like staying at home and playing games, going on walks together, cafe hopping across the city, things along those lines :3

ooommmmfffgggg like. i’m thinking about enrichment time w riwoo LOLLLLL. it was a long day & you’re both just washed up laying next to each other on your shared bed just . scrolling on your phones. not a word said to each other for Lord Knows how long…except for the occasional poke to your shoulder bc riwoo wants to show you the funny dog vid he saw on his instagram explore feed… the two of you are just so content being at home together in comfortable silence that neither of you really mind that it may not seem particularly “exciting” to many

if you aren't staying in, riwoo loves going on walks with you, especially a little bit after the sun finishes setting. the weather’s a lot cooler without the sun, there’s less people out and about, and the mixtures of pinks, purples, and oranges from the sunset linger in the sky still -- and he has you! your fingers are interlocked as he swings your hands back and forth as you walk and talk about your days </3

okay…..now just IMAGINE what riwoo would be like if he had a s/o who worked at a bakery/cafe/pastry shop

first of all. riwoo would be all DOE EYED every time u left for work n just being like … “could you maybe… bring home any leftover pastries if there are any today? to make up for the fact that you're LEAVING ME ALL ALONE for a couple hours >:(” literally BEGGING u to bring him home something with his eyes awh

when you come home after your closing shift, he engulfs you in a huuuuge hug that lasts for maybe…. 5 minutes…. mainly because you smell like SWEETS and he literally wants to Eat You bc you smell so yummy LMAO 

im convinced this would be his DREAM PARTNER because wdym he can just waltz on into the store when 1) he misses you and 2) he can get his sweet tweat AT A DISCOUNT bc ur working… oh you're just so perfect for him! :,)

he is SO HAPPY to support you in any way that he can, without a doubt

i feel like you’d text him like “baby i’m really dreading work today :(“ and then when you’re on your break riwoo is there to visit! and he brought you snacks so that you aren’t too hungry by the time your shift ends; you can’t deny that his presence alone makes working a little more bearable, def gives you the motivation to keep going so you can quickly go back home to ur sweet boyfie

or if you’re feeling a little unconfident about the big test you have coming up, so you need to spend a couple hours studying every night-- i just KNOW riwoo is sat at the table with you for that mental support. you’d go through flashcards together, him quizzing you on each one and literally jumping in joy when you /finally/ get a term you’ve been struggling with correctly (he has no idea what he’s testing you on, but he’s just happy to be there for you!)

© lionhanie 2024 ; all rights reserved!

[reallypleasanttree]

Sappy snippet for Chapter 26 of Wedding Plans 🥹

“I’ve never been the sort of man to speak or write eloquently. Obanai helped me write these vows, but they don’t accurately express how I feel about you.” Sanemi crumpled the piece of paper and shoved it in his pocket. Obanai tried his best not to facepalm. Sanemi said he wanted Kanae to cry hearing his vows, now he ensured it. 

“I don’t need to recite how beautiful, smart, confident, and strong you are. You know exactly who you are and I love that about you,” Sanemi said bluntly. Kanae’s eyes warmed at his words. She took his hands in her’s and squeezed.  “Instead, I am going to vow to get up every morning to make you a cup of coffee with cream, to listen to your worries, and to love you more every day. Whatever the future brings, know I’ll be on your side.” Kanae blinked away the tears forming at the corners of her eyes. 

Obanai looked past the couple to see Mitsuri. She rubbed her eyes with her free hand, but she seemed to glow. A year from now, they would be standing in front of their friends and family. He pursed his lips. He could see her in a white dress with an elaborate hair style. No doubt she would be wearing some sort of oddity whether it be a headband with cat ears, lollipop earrings, or a pair of green socks. Her eccentric style would be on display for the world. 

Mitsuri met his gaze, smiling instantly. Was she thinking the same thing? His lips curled up behind the mask. Green eyes reflecting the sunset and the promise of forever.

[sugoi-writes]

Laundry Day, Part 3 - Sanemi x F!Reader

A/N- Alright whores, it's about that time. Keep in mind that the smut takes a bit, but it's THERE, m'kay? I did my best, so don't judge me 😂 We start with normal Dom!Sanemi, followed by a lOT of switchy/subby Sanemi vibes towards the end. Bits of Dom!reader sprinkled in, if you squint.

Trigger/Content warnings: Hickeys, embarrassment/anxiety for reader at parts, manhandling, oral (f!receiving), fingerings (f!receiving), penetration from riding, dominant and submissive moments/wording, CHOKING, breathplay (Sanemi receiving).

I hope you enjoy it, as much as I did writing it. DIG IN!!! ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

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Late evening, just past sunset

After a quick once over and adjustments, you finally felt comfortable enough to attend dinner tonight with the Hashira and the masters of the Manor.

Sanemi is first to leave his room, insisting that you leave and walk the longer route around to avoid looking like you were "alone together". While you didn't mind being considered an item, seeing you both kanoodling would start  gossip that you'd both be too flustered to tolerate right now...

And so, you did as he asked, leaving his room about 10 minutes later. All of this just to be safe, you thought.

As you take the scenic route towards Ubuyashiki's main louge and dining space, you hear heavy footsteps running up behind you," Y/N-chaaaaaan!"

You practically fall onto your face as Mitsuri latches onto you from behind, making you yelp in surprise.

"M-Mitsuri-san!!! Ahh, you surprised me!!!" You say with a start, your knees buckling from her intensity.

"Sorry, sorry!!! I'm just so happy to see you again! I haaaaate doing chores, and I wish you were there! I had soooo much to do today!" Mitsuri practically wailed, making you roll your eyes.

"Tch, you would've hated it even if I was there!" You reply, earning you a defiant whine in return.

"Hmph!! Y/N-chan is so meaaaan!" As she shakes you with a tight hug, you feel her breath catch and freeze completely.

You blink, turning to look towards her," H-Hey... are you okay? I'm sorry if your day was really bad. I didn't mean t--"

"Wait is that-- Y/N, is that a HICKEY?!?"

Immediately, your face turns beat red, before you're frantically trying to shush your pink haired friend.

"HEY-- hey, nooooo! No, Mitsuri, it was just a-- I swear it's nothing!!!" You lie, grabbing your friend by her shoulders.

Mitsuri grins, covering her mouth with her hands," Y/N, who were YOU spending time training with!!! Oooooo, I wanna know~ that wasnt on you earlier when you were hanging laundry!!!" Mitsuri gushes, giggling as you shake her again.

"I-I promise you it was!! Honest!!!"

"Liar~" Mitsuri teases, making you facepalm and whine.

"O-Okay!!! Okay-- how bad is it? Is it super noticeable?" Mitsuri nods hastily, making you squirm," Shit, okay, well-- w-well, do you have some makeup that can help cover this?"

Mitsuri's ears perk up, as you see the smile on her face reach her eyes," I doooo, but... only if you can tell me who did that to you~"

You groan in frustration, running your hands down your face," Mitsuri!!! Please!!!"

The pink haired hashira giggles," Promise me! Promise me, and I'll help you cover the ones by your jaw, too!"

You freeze, huffing in defeat after the reality of your situation sinks in," Okay okay... I promise! I PROMISE! You're the only one I can trust to see me like this..."

"See you like what?," you hear from behind your shoulder. You freeze, as Obanai's voice comes through, loud and clear. Your hands frantically cover your neck, as Mitsuri blushes and stammers.

"Uhhmm!! Uhh-- nothing!!! She's fine, all good!!," Mitsuri is quick to say, gently shoving you towards the nearest room,"I'll tell you later!!" She adds, making you snap at her.

"MITSURI!!!!"

"O-Oh dang!!! Right!!! Uhh-- talk to you later, Obanai-san!!!"

As you and Mitsuri dart into the nearest room, Obanai narrows his eyes at the door, Kaburamaru hissing quietly.

"...see, I have the same feeling...," Obanai says flatly, turning on his heel," Leave it to Y/N to be up to no good on a day off. Whatever she's dragged Mitsuri into, it better not be dangerous..." he huffs, chosing to walk away as you do something about your predicament.

---

"Ahh, Mitsuri-sama! Y/N-sama! You're finally here!"

You bow your head gingerly, as Mitsuri does the same," S-Sorry," you stammer, looking to Kagaya,Amane and the rest of their family," W-We were just catching up... completely lost track of time!"

All eyes were on you, as you saw all of the Hashira, your Master, and his family before you. If not for your position, you would have been quaking in your boots from the amount of power and status in this room.

Shinobu looks to the two new comers, clasping her hands together gently," Ahh, don't forget about the rest of us, dear Y/N-chan~! We still have to discuss our next mission together~," the insect pillar chimes, making you blink in surprise.

"O-Oh!!! Shinobu-san, I-- I'm sorry, we can DEFINITELY talk about that before we go to bed!" You apologize, making Shinobu beam.

"Now now, we will have plenty of time to attend to business... for now, this is a time to relax and recollect ourselves..." Kagaya chimes, raising his head as he looks towards your voice.

You flush with guilt, as you nod again respectfully," O-Of course... forgive us, Master..."

Mitsuri sneaks by to sit between Rengoku and Gyomei, while you take your seat between Giyuu and Shinobu. Tengen seems to be whispering something to Rengoku, before you hear the pair stiffle a laugh.

You feel yourself shrinking inward as you automatically feel that they were laughing at or about you. You hear Ubuyashiki clear his throat, the table growing silent.

"I'd like to thank you all, and the beings whom allowed it, for you being here tonight... we've cooked a particularly filling meal for you all."

Amane gently cuts in, a soft smile on her smooth face,"Please dine to your hearts' content. We have plenty more to serve you all."

Everyone collectively offers their thanks to the masters of the home, thank their deities, for the meal. Immediately after, everyone starts to dig in. As lively chatter and banter fills the air, you feel a pair of eyes on you. You look over to see your Wind Pillar, your admirer, eyeing you. A soft flush is dusting his cheeks, as he offers you a short but sweet nod. He wants to do and say more, but he seems to be hesitant.

You smile warmly to him, going to pass him something before you feel Giyuu bump into you.

"H-Hey!!! Watch it!!!," you bark, Giyuu almost remaining motionless.

"...sorry...," Giyuu's monotone voice replies,"...Obanai was reaching over, so I tried to give him space." Your face flushes with guilt, feeling bad for getting so fiesty.

"N-No, sorry, it's okay... it's a crowded table, after all," you reply sheepishly, catching the eye of Sanemi again. You could see his face contort slightly. He seems to be a little envious...? Maybe you should've sat next to him?

"Y/N-chan, could you pass the sauce this way, please?," Shinobu politely asks, before you go to do so.

But as you go to hand it off, you yelp in surprise. You felt... something.... touching on your inner thigh. You glance down, noticing something quickly retract.

You lock eyes with Sanemi again, who looks positively unamused at you. You strain as you smile, passing the sauce successfully.

"Sorry... just felt a chill, I guess..." You say dismissively, Shinobu humming.

"My, my, it seems like you're a bit off today, Y/N-chan... a little jumpy, even!" Shinobu quips," I hope I didn't make you feel too nervous about our next mission!," She finishes with a cool chuckle. You laugh, waving your hand dismissively,"O-Of course not! You know I always li--"

There it was again. A warmth pressed to your inner thigh, inching higher. You glance cautiously at Sanemi again, who seems to be trying to avoid your eye contact.

"A-Ahem-- I LOVE... going on missions with you!!," you finish, a quiet flush spreading across your cheeks. Shinobu laughs, her quiet but even tone welcome among the chaotic sounds of UMAI!!! and other banter.

"Ooooh, you're too kind Y/N-chan! That just makes me more hopeful for tomorrrow!," Shinobu chimes, gently patting your back as you try and avoid reacting to whatever is happening under the table. You fix Sanemi with a side eye, trying to eat as much as you could muster with his coy game of footsy.

Your predicament from earlier, your lack of underwear, was only making this game more dangerous for you. You'd have to be careful...

---

As everyone parts ways for the night, Mitsuri goes to pat you on the back,"...be careful tonight, okay?" She slips something into your other hand. The concealer!!

"...just in case you need it," She whispers, winking at you before walking away. Your face is fiery red, as you shove the concealer away.

"I-If you make this obvious, I'm going to come for you, Kanroji..." You exasperate, noticing Obanai slinking by to pursue Mitsuri.

Ever so subtly, he whispers something you almost couldn't catch,"... if you break his heart, I'll feed your hands to Kaburamaru."

You halt in your steps, sputtering as Obanai continues to walk, not even reacting. Mitsuri, you ass--!!

You can hardly speak up as you notice Sanemi shoving Tengen off of him, shoving his hands in his pockets and hastily walking away. Bingo.

You decide to take the scenic route again... surely you won't be too noticeable, right?

---

"...gotta lot of damn nerve," you hear a gruff voice behind you, nearly ten paces from Sanemi's room. Without even turning, you scoff.

"I should say the same to you, sir. Getting handsy with me under a table with all the Hashira? That's mighty bold--"

"You were the one without underwear," Sanemi harshly whispers back, making your thighs rub together,"... I didn't think you'd actually have it in you, little tease."

You swallow shallowly, grabbing at your kimono," W-Well... you didn't leave me many options..."

Sanemi's smirk was burrowing into the back of your head, and you knew it. Yiu were going to say more, before an arm hoisted you up by the waist, the other clasping over your bratty mouth,"...for good reason, doll."

Your yelp of surprise is muffled as Sanemi drags you into his room. He's feverishly shutting and locking the door again as you're thrown to the tatami mat. You mimic a fish out of water, gaping as your kimono is basically hanging open," W-Way to be discreet!!!," you hiss.

"Oh, shut up," Sanemi growls, looming over you. Your face heats up as a foot knocks you onto your back, smacking the back of your head," I don't need to be... you're the obvious one, here... I'm just gonna enjoy myself if you're gonna mess things up."

You try to get up as Sanemi kneels, but he grabs you by your ankles and yanks you closer, making your kimono fly open at the bottom again. You want to cover your face in embarrassment, until he lays on his stomach before your trembling legs.

"..y...you were really wanting to do this, then?," you hush, your breathing becoming heavy as Sanemi spreads your thighs apart. He marvels at the sight of your cunt, his mouth practically watering.

"Didn't have desert yet, right?," Sanemi drawls, a tone reverberating in the air that makes your toes curl sharply.

" I figured if I get to choose... I want something a little sweeter than some pastries the other grubby Hashira can get their hands on..."

You barely have time to process his compliment before featherlight kisses make their way up your inner thighs.

"I want you. And I only want my hands on you, Y/N. No one else."

His breath was hot and labored as you felt it closing the distance between his lips and yours. Well... at least the pair you had below the waist.

"Damn-- I didn't think you'd get this wet over my little words...," Sanemi practically hums, his tongue coming dangerously close to your slit. He suckles on the junction between your pelvis and thigh, making your practically squeal from sensitivity.

"S-Sanemi--! Please!!," you practically plead, embarrassed but too worked up to stop him. He has you gasping as he leaves the first of many hickeys, your hands flying into his hair. The pale haired hashira shifts over and begins to lick a long strip between your folds, pulling out a wanton moan from your throat.

"Don't have to tell me twice... thanks for the meal," Sanemi breathes over your clit, before going down on you fully. The feeling of his hot, smooth muscle made your core tense up almost immediately.

Your hands fisted his hair tightly as he diligently moved his tongue, exploring your warmth. You hear a noise coming from below, looking down at your lover. You feel yourself grow more excited as Sanemi growls into your sopping heat, seemingly enjoying himself.

His hands come around to your pelvic area, pressing down to keep you anchored in place as he finally pays attention your your needy clit. A hand shoots up to cover your mouth, and Sanemi lets you as he tears a desperate groan from you.

"Sh-Shit--- ughhhn, Sane-- m-mi!," you pant out, your hand falling limp as his tongue traces tickling, tight circles around your bud.

"Gods, youre fucking hot...," you hear your peer growl, making you clench around nothing. But that wouldn't be for long.

Your head is thrown back when you feel one of Sanemi's fingers bully inside of you, going down to his last knuckle. You could only squirm and take it as he continues to fuck your from the outside in.

" N-Nemi--- shit, 'Nemi, slow down...!" You feel his second finger close by, wanting to thrust its' way inside. Sanemi's eyes flicker up to yours, eyeslids supporting his droopy, pretty lashes. Who were you kidding? Even if he made you cum too quickly, you couldn't say no to that face.

Your eyelids flutter closed as he latches on to your clit again, suckling when the second finger goes in to your heat. For just a few moments, he leaves his rough digits there, letting you adjust and feel just how full you are.

He pulls of your clit with a wet pop, his grin covered in your slick," Had to give you something, too... a teaser for your dessert."

You swallow dryly, licking your lips and whining when he goes back down. You could hardly control your voice as your eyes rolled back on their own.

"Mine... my cunt... my partner, my fucking girl... this is all mine, Y/N...," Sanemi practically moans into you, his fingers starting to move. You reach down and deftly pull at his platinum hair again, relishing a very pleased moan from him. You could feel his desperation as he ruts against the floor below him.

"Y-Yes... fuck, yes I'm yours!!!" You say unprompted, making Sanemi grin. You were doing the work for him.

"Pl-Please... mark me, tease me-- FUCK-- F-Fuck me, Sanemi...!!! I-I can't keep h-holding ouuuuttt~ Ahh!"

Sanemi chuckles lewdly as he hooks his fingers inside you, targeting your gummy, inner walls' weak spot.

"Cum, then... cum on my face," you hear a strained groan, as his babbling continues," I wanna see you cum undone, baby...." Sanemi continues to ramble between suckles and licks, practically feral," F-Fuck, give me... give me what you've got, baby..."

You shriek into your hand as a hard thrust of his fingers finally tumbles you over the edge. Sanemi sputters blissfully as he gets vice gripped by your spasming walls. He's diligently lapping up at your juices, his free hand squeezing your hip as if to hold you in place.

Once you're trying to squirm away, Sanemi pulls back with another wet pop, his eyelids heavy. Oh no. No no no. The least you could do was return the favor.

You shove Sanemi onto his back before he can mount you, making him croak in surprise.

"Your turn to shut up, boy," you bark at him, making Sanemi's face go crimson," I've had just about enough of that mouth... but, I still want my dessert, too."

You practically rip his kimono off of him, leaving Sanemi a panting, breathlessly heap as he struggles to shimmy out of it the rest of the way. You could tell that the stimulation from his minstrations was enough to get him pretty riled up.

Once Sanemi laid bare, your kimono comes off next, leaving nothing to as you line yourself up over his aching, leaking cock. Your hand flies down to align him with your still sensitive hole, biting your lip as you mentaly hype yourself up.

"F-Fuck...," is all Sanemi can muster, his hands flying to support your hips as you sink down onto his shaft. It takes everything in the both of you to not shout from the seering pleasure.

You keep yourself seated for the moment, only wiggling your hips slightly as Sanemi bites his lip, his head reeling.

"N-Not so tough now, h-huh?," you practically whine as you finally pick yourself up, only slam back down onto his member. Sanemi grunts, eyes slamming shut," S-Shut up... ngggh, too good--" he pants out as you choose a brutal pace, knowing Sanemi could handle you like this... probably.

You lean forward as you bounce on his cock, grinning down at your man who was not only pussy drunk, but absolutely dazed as his eyes flutter again. He's practically breathless, his hands barely able to hang on as he grunts with every movement.

You decide it's time to try and really shut him up. Your hands trace delicate patterns up his body until they reach his neck, ghosting his throat. A wanton moan leaves him, eyes hastily looking at yours. Maybe he's never done this before?

You tenderly wrap a hand around his throat, not placing any pressure... and you feel his dick throb inside of you. Ohh... so the Wind Hashira wants his breath  knocked out of his chest, huh?

Experimentally, you apply some light pressure, and a strangled groan leaves him heaving, one hand flying up to grab your wrist. You almost stop, but he keeps your hand there, assuring you physically to keep holding on.

And so you do, while his face heats up dramatically.

"F-Fuhh--- ahhnn, fuhh-- Y/N!! Y-Y/N, fuh mee--" you can barely make out his cries, as tears are welling up in Sanemi's eyes. You practically squeal as you realize you've found his weak spot.

"Awww, what's the matter, Sanemi~? Hah-- f-feeling too good already?"

"Y-Yeah--! Nnn, yeah!!," is all he can reply between broken moans, his head going blank. You let go for a moment, causing him to gasp for air. He can hardly catch a break, your bouncing only becoming harsher and faster. He can barely breathe properly, even now, becoming an absolute mess under your touch.

"Tell me what you want, baby... I can give it to ya," you mewl, circling your hips in a way that made him see stars.

"G-Gonna--- agh, w-wanna cum!" Sanemi begs, both hands grabbing your wrists. Surprised by his tone and eagerness, you mentally note to yourself to tease him about it later.  You look down to his pleading eyes, knowing he can hardly speak as he's trying not to bust too early.

"Do you wanna cum for me, 'nemi?"

A choked up whine is all you get, causing you to slow down. He practically panics, slamming his hips up into you. You groan, meeting his thrust, but using your weight to hold him back down.

"Pl..please... y/n, please... I n-need... I need your hands... to cum..."

A chord snaps in you as Sanemi guides your hand back to his neck, before he grabs the other. It's only then you realize he wants you to use both of your hands.

Your eyes widen in shock, before Sanemi smiles dreamily up at you,"I-It's okay... hhnnn--- Hashira..." he says chopily.

Oh right. You've both been in a tight spot with breathing before. You grin. Guess the vulnerability turns him on, too.

On command, you wrap both of your pretty hands around his throat, applying that delicious pressure again. You make sure to not neglect his cock as your hips start up again, quickly increasing their pace. Sanemi, unable to move his head back, lets his hands fall to either side of his head, eyelids fluttering.

"F-fah... hah~ fuhk!! Oh fuhk!!" Sanemi was making noises you'd only expect actors to make, making your core flutter. And you weren't far behind him.

You toss your head back, cursing as your body stung from the energy you were using to fuck your man absolutely raw. You'd be luck if you were more than skin and bones after this.

"Hnnn, cum!! Cum for me, Shinazugawa!!" You commanded, resulting in a very quick, harsh thrust on his end. Your inner walls were painted white, causing you to finally cry out and meet your release a second time.

You didn't realize how loud and out of it you had been, until you feel weak hands tapping quickly against your thigh.

"Aghnn-- shit, fuck, sorry baby!" You quickly let go of Sanemi's neck, his vision almost blurry as he weakly looks up at you. A hoarse laugh leaves his broad chest, as he opts to pull you down for a hug.

You whine, the angle causing his cock to limply slip out of you, "Gods... that was-- that was pretty--"

"Amazing," Sanemi finishes, peppering your cheek with kisses. You giggle at the sweetness that greatly contrasted your lewd actions.

"Soooo uhhh.. was that new for you?," you ask innocently, still trying to catch your breath. Sanemi nods, head falling lazily to the side as you cuddle closer.

"W-With someone, yes... by my self? Hardly..." You feel your heart thump in your chest at the admission. So he was a little kinkier than you pegged him to be, afterall...

You smile dreamily up at Sanemi, kissing his lips as you chime," Well, it looks like we need to have dessert more often too..."

Sanemi laughs, running his hands over your back," First laundry, now dessert... you're starting to make it sound like a lazy, domestic Sunday..." You smile at him, mushing your cheek against his chest as you wiggle your hips.

"Well... it can be...," you offer, the both of you stilling for a moment," I-I mean... we can.... make this a thing. If you'll have me," you finish, the last part leaving you in a whisper. Sanemi rolls his eyes, pinching your nose as you whine distainfully.

"You think I would've done that if I didn't want that all the time with you? Tch. I'm not some man whore," Sanemi chides, as if offended. You smirk loopily, chuckling. ,"You sure sounded like a whore--"

Wholesome, bellyaching laughter fills Sanemi's room as the two of you bask in your afterglow, Sanemi jabbing your sides from the low blow.

"Well then, ma'am, if you want to hear those more... you better come home to my estate. Whenever you're ready... Whenever you're sick. Whenever your horny, especially.... I want you there with me."

You swoon at his words, wrapping your arms around him as you bury your face into his chest. He could hardly hear your reply, a smile plastering his face as he hears you say.

"...same time, next Sunday~?"

[syrstab]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ SUNSET SPOTTING!

a/n : hi so this isnt my best piece of work, i js felt like i needed 2 post :P (also, im REALLY shit at writing furina + neuvillette, i js wanted to try writing them, sorry if its inaccurate :( +THE BEGINNING IS HARD TO READ LIKE I HATE IT SM ARRRGHHH - i reread this and i found it MAD cringey sooo..

SUMMARY - basically you and furina suggested to neuvillette to go out in public. of course neuvillette was a busy man, but he just has to make time for you. ( also watching the sunset :> )

you and furina were catching up over some tea, as you two rarely saw each other as you were both so busy with work.

“hey furina..”

“yes y/n?” furina looked up, her bright blue eyes meeting yours, taking a sip of her tea

“you, me and my darling neuvillette should go out today.” you say proudly, as if all three of you would go out together. it’s always just been you and furina.

furina giggled when you called neuvillette your 'darling' and took another sip of her tea whilst looking around. “your absolutely obsessed with neuvillette, y/n. I personally find it adorable how you gush over him twenty-four seven , but, i highly doubt all three of us would go out. neuvillette is practically drowning in work…”

you pursed your lips, as if you really thought about it

“just you watch furina, all three of us WILL go out together!” you say with a smug smirk, getting out of your chair.

“y/n, y/n, y/n…” furina sighed putting her tea down and following you.

you proudly walked to neuvillettes office, where of course, he’s doing boring documents and signing papers.

“how’s my gorgeous, cunning, sexy, handsome, beautiful, iconic, courageous boyfriend THE neuvillette doing?” you beam whilst opening the door, furina trailing behind you

“well, hello to you too, y/n.” neuvillette smiles. he knew you were going to ask him for something, as you don’t usually call him those lovey-dovey names. at least, not all together.

“i have a teeny, tiny itzy bitzy request for you.” you grin, furina facepalming knowing damn well this whole 'going out together' thing isn’t going to happen and it’s just going to be you and furina, again.

“go on, my love.” neuvillette stops writing and places his quill down, then interlocking his fingers together like some sort of ceo, i mean he is chief justice of fontaine..

“sooo… i was wondering if you could stop working for an hour or two, to go out in public to clear our minds? we both know how stressed out you’ve been recently.” you furrowed your brows at that last comment, attempting to persuade him to stop working

he purses his lips, glancing at the window in his office “mmm… as much as i want too, i simply cannot. i’m sure furina told you about how much work i’m doing.”

“pretty pleaaaaseeeeee neuuuuuvi?” neuvillette knew you were the type to try to get anyone do anything for you, and the fact you added his adorable nickname you made for him, he REALLY thought about it.

“come on y/n, maybe just us TWO should go out together. let’s LEAVE this poor man alone.” furina says, adjusting her little top hat on her head, attempting to egg you on with the comment she just made

“you’re SO right furina!! we should DEFINITELY go out together, WITHOUT the chief justice of Fontaine!!” you and furina turned around, backs facing neuvillette, arm in arm, smiling at eachother

“have fun, you two. don’t get into too much trouble.” neuvillette waved you and furina off, your mouth agape as neuvi said this. was this man REALLY being serious?

“uggghhhhhhh please neuvi? just for an hour! pretty please with a cherry on top?” you turned around, and at this point you were properly begging for this man, and neuvi took notice of your whiny voice

furina chuckled at how desperate you were for him to go out. neuvillette usually kept himself out of the public eye, unless you dragged him outside.

you grasped neuvillette’s hand, pulling him outside his office. “you can do those shitty documents later, the suns about to set.. and there’s nothing like watching the sunset with my lovely boyfriend!” you gleamed at neuvi, furina leading you outside to the nearest aquabus station she could find.

you found yourself on the aquabus which Aeval was always on, and you, furina and neuvillette stroke up a conversation with her. you weren’t talking about anything specific, just whatever came to mind.

after a while, you came to romaritime harbor. there weren’t many people there, as it was getting late.

“you don’t have to act all tough and regal, neuvi.” you nudged him lightly, as it seemed he was holding a lot of weight on his shoulders, after all, he is a very important man.

“i suppose so. there isn’t many civilians around today..” neuvillette huffed, dropping his shoulders ever so slightly

“awwh, what cuties you two are…” furina giggled to herself as the three of you walked towards the edge of the balcony

the sun was setting behind sumeru’s desert mountains, and everything felt perfect.

you stood in between furina and neuvillette, staring out whilst your head rested on neuvillette’s shoulder. there was a comfortable silence in the air.

“i love you, neuvillette.”

“i love you too, y/n.”

“...aaaaaaand BOOM! you get married to eachother, have kids and live happily ever after.” furina smirked, knowing you’d blush at the thought of getting married to the iudex himself,  neuvillette.

“oh shush, furina.” you waved her off, one hand covering your cheeks as they were painted a rosy pink

“…i would like that.” neuvillette says, looking at the painted sky

“...like what?” you asked, looking up at him

“i would like to get married to you, and have children with you.” neuvi looked down at you, making eye contact

“i would like that, too.” you smiled at him.

“ooooooooooooooh~” furina says in a high pitched voice, leaning forwards

“oh shut up, furina!” you and neuvillette groaned in unison, and once you both realised you said that at the exact same time, you all started laughing together.

[eeveewishes]

ITTW - written by @skittlescripts - with a RIO parody

The pilgrims through a thicket of blossom trees as the sun is setting.

Reader: Wow..! What a beautiful sunset! 🤩

Sun Wukong: *Unintentionally stares at Reader dreamily* Yeah…

Sha Wujing: *Whispers* Hey Brother…! Just tell her, “You have beautiful eyes.”

Sun Wukong: *Whisper back* That’s good..! Great idea!

Sun Wukong: *To Reader* I have beautiful eyes…!😏

Reader: 🤨 Uhhh… Yeah, ok, sure, they’re nice.

Sha Wujing: *Facepalms* 🤦‍♂️

I stan a Wukong that’s a dork when he flirts. Especially when it’s with someone he REALLY likes.

[riddles-n-games]

What happened after Nash gave his hat to the girl during the bachelor party:

Girl: Mum, Mum! See, I told you cowboys are real! One just gave me his hat.

Mother: Oh sweetheart, that was just probably someone that was dressed up as a cowboy. A man in a costume.

Girl: Then, who's that?

Nash having been summoned from somewhere in London riding on Lady Monoceros at lightning speed: Ma'am, with all due respect, you've just yeed your last haw.

Bonus:

Girl: Pony!!

Nash: Thank you miss for holding onto my hat but I do believe it's time for me to ride off into the sunset.

Grayson: It's 5 in the morning...

Nash: Well then, pardon me. I stand corrected;

Grayson: *facepalms

Nash:

[ikuudo]

Arcane Artober #8: “Fishing”

His Smile

Cumulus of clouds floated by as it dyed itself in shades of sunset, the sun signaled its temporary farewell. I, while carrying fishing equipment, was lead along by Jinhao -- whom I promised to spend time with this Friday evening. In sight was a beach, its sand glistened and seashells scattered. The waves tickled my toes as I stepped foot into its icy waters. I watched as he stupidly propelled himself into the sea, earning him constant sneezes and shivers from the cold. I sighed, facepalming.

“Here,” I covered him in a dry towel, rubbing his hair frantically. With the way he acts, sometimes I feel like his mom. I then handed him a fishing rod just to occupy him enough to not try jumping into the sea once more, and set myself a chair to take a short nap in.

…

“Andre, look!” he shouted, waking me up. His face beamed with joy, holding a live fish strung by the hook of it with pride. The way he smiled, his long locks carried by the wind, it granted me some sense of peace within.

Despite him being quite the annoyance sometimes, I suppose this isn’t too bad either.

[crashingmeteor3]

MSM Breakout Stars Reaction

So this is my first time seeing a trailer/premiere or whatever it is for MSM since getting into the fandom (specifically Ethereal Workshop) and

I don't even know how to describe how I'm feeling, everything was just so cool and I love it. So for this I decided to write my reactions to stuff and yeahhhh so I'm gonna write them here too.

Don't expect this to make much sense XD

Spoilers(?) below the cut!

Okay so seeing Ethereal Workshop at the beginning made me very excited, I love love love Ethereal Workshop. But honestly I had no idea what Vhenshun was doing at the beginning.

Also, the Down in the Workshop music in the background? My jaw dropped, MSMTubers like Ashvee and Treblestroke got me into MSM so hearing this was actually really cool! I've listened to DITW dozens of times by now and it's only been out for like a month?

Haha, Auglur facepalm funni, also Meebkin bonk funni.

Okay, so they've made some contraption thingie and plugged Nitebear into it. Amazing. I had no idea what was happening right now. But it's an SOS signal I think?

Hoola being what I assume is a DJ was also pretty epic, I didn't know what to expect here but it looked neat.

AND THEN THE ETHEREAL WORKSHOP MONSTERS SHOW UP? The squad is here let's goooo!!

What were Auglur, Piplash and Gaddzooks doing and why did it remind me of those inflatable guys that flop around when it's windy?

Poor Nitebear has only been here for like 10 seconds and they're already in the corner. Kind of relatable though.

Pentumbra doing what I think is the stick bug dance? Awesome sauce.

THE MEEBS ARE BEING TOSSED AROUND WHAT.

Vhenshun is escaping to... somewhere.

Oh wow what is that suspicious green stuff, doesn't look like it's from Flasque.

WHAILL HI WHAILL :D

(Yes Whaill is my favourite and the CILOTFNR (Character I latched onto for no reason.))

X'rt is in the disco ball, how the heck did they get there.

VHENSHUN WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

Were those Omatones(?) next to Blarret??

Dang Gaddzooks and Rhysmuth going wild, although it's hard to tell when Rhysmuth is so Minecraft-coded and has no facial expressions.

Oh wow who is that, they look cool though. (Don't kill me for not knowing my MSM monsters I've only been here for a month)

NOW THEY'RE CROWD SURFING WHAT THE HECK

Okay, so Teeter is light enough to be carried by the Meebs, cool. Makes me wonder if it'd be the same for Tauter? This also makes me realise you only really see Tauter for one small scene when they first appear at the disco place thing.

POISON QUAD REVEAL!! It's like... A squid with duck feet? The top reminds me of bat wings kind of? I think it looks cool, especially the mouth. I have no idea what the thing at the back is though. I enjoy it when they experiment and make crazy-looking monsters like this, although I suppose that's the point of Ethereal Workshop!

And Vhenshun finally gets to see the sunset, which is an oddly nice moment. It got to escape the workshop for a little while and see such a small piece of the outside world.

But in the end, they do return back 'Home' (If I read the screen right) Which I suppose makes sense. The Workshop is their home.

So overall that was AMAZING. But also makes me wonder, does this make Down in the Workshop canon? I've seen multiple comments saying that but I'm not sure. It'd be cool if it was but it also raises questions.

But those can wait, this post is getting long. So thank you for those who read my rambles and reactions this far. You are awesome!

[bigsunflowergang]

Good plan, wrong people (E1610)

*all my posts are x black! reader*

summary: miles wants his girlfriend to meet his friend… but it doesn’t go well at all

Miles wasn’t stupid. Far from it quite frankly. But as he sat and watched everything unfold that night, he couldn’t help but think.

“i’m so fucking stupid” he sighed, facepalming himself before trying to stop the fight.

But let’s start from earlier.

“I just think you two should meet, it'll be cool to hang out with my girlfriend and one of my close friends together" Miles shrugged, looking at [name] with hope in his eyes.

"fine Miles. ill meet your friend" she chuckled, watching as Miles's eyes gleamed.

"great! she should be here soon" he smiled, making her raise an eyebrow.

"hmm, okay. lemme go get my phone" she said, making Miles nod as he turned the TV back up.

[name] went into Miles's room, humming before coming to a complete stop.

who in the fuck is this? she asked herself in her head.

"um, hey... are you Miles's friend?"

the girl in front of her nodded, not paying much mind to her.

"cool.. I'm [name], Miles's girlfriend" she smiled, trying to play nice for her boyfriend's sake.

silence.

"mm.. aight. MILES YOUR FRIEND HERE" [name] said after realizing she wasn't gonna get anything out of the girl.

Miles appeared in the doorway, his eyes wide.

"hu- oh hey Gwen" he said, nervously as his eyes shifted between Gwen and [name].

"uh this is-"

"I already told her who I was," she started, before turning to Gwen. "Just got a bunch of crickets when I did though," she mumbled, eyeing Gwen up and down before looking back at Miles.

"you changed your room around? it wasn't like this the last time I was here" Gwen said to Miles, ignoring the slight glare she was getting.

"the last time you was here-?" [name] voiced, now shifting her gaze to Miles who swallowed thickly.

"let's-let's go to the roof. mami might be home soon" he mumbled.

[name] chuckled dryly, walking out the door and up to the roof.

"mi amor!" miles called, making her turn around and wait for him to catch up.

"what?"

"just let me explain-"

"explain what?" she asked, making him shut up.

she turned back around, opening the door to the roof.

she walked to the railing, picking up the noise of 2 pairs of feet following her.

she leaned on it, looking out into the city as Miles and Gwen approached.

"remember when we sat on the Empire State Building and watched the sunset?" Gwen asked Miles, making [name]'s head snap over to them.

Miles's eyes widened and his eyebrows furrowed at Gwen.

"uh- I- um.. yeah?" he said, more like a question than an answer.

she smiled at him as he made eye contact with [name].

he could see she was on the verge of blanking, so he wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

"im trying for you, Miles. I really am. but now im finding out you're a sneaky ass nigga and Ian too much going for it" she said bluntly, pushing his arm from around her.

"is he sneaky or do you just not pay attention-"

"bitch Ian ask you. you ain't wanna talk the whole time you been here, don't start now" [name] interrupted, making Gwen scoff.

3

"ma, chill" Miles sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

2

"shut up, Miles"

"you're talking to him like that?" Gwen asked, scrunching her face up.

"why you worried bout how I'm talking to my boyfriend?" [name] asked, leaning up off the rail.

"talking like that, maybe you don't need a boyfriend"

1

SMACK!

Miles stood totally frozen as Gwen's cheek reddened from the impact of the backhand.

"ion know where you from, shorty, but we don't take rudeness too lightly over here" [name] said, glaring at her.

Gwen stood totally in shock before attempting to punch her.

damn, how tragic.

[name] weaved before throwing a 2 piece, hitting Gwen in her nose and her other cheek.

and it just went up from there.

Gwen wailing "get off of me! Miles! get her off of me!"

Miles panicking, trying to figure out a way to get [name] off of Gwen.

[name] relentlessly punching the shit out of Gwen yelling, "talk shit now bitch! talk shit now!"

“i’m so fucking stupid” Miles sighed, facepalming himself before trying to stop the fight.

he tried to just grab [name], which ended with him getting hit in the chest on accident.

he finally came to his senses, webbed her before pulling her to him and bear hugging her so she couldn't get back to Gwen.

"get the fuck off me Miles! you let her do all that talking and shit now wann-"

"[name! chill!" he huffed, tightening his arms around her.

Gwen got up, tears in her eyes as she held her face.

"go tell your people how they spiderwoman got beat the fuck up!" [name] spat, glaring at Gwen with the most anger.

the only things you could hear then were Gwen walking away and [name]'s heavy breathing.

once Gwen got out of sight, he let her go.

"really? really?" he asked, frustrated.

he really wanted this to work.

"really? you're mad at me when im the one finding out my nigga going behind my back letting bitches in his room and watching sunsets n shit?" she asked, looking at him like he was dumb.

"look, I know, im wrong ma. but I really wanted y'all to get along so Ian have to like..." he trailed off, making her eyebrow raise.

"what? so you gotta keep lying to me? going behind my back?" she asked, sticking her neck out.

he groaned, throwing his head back.

"lo siento, mami. but she was dragging it. she just came in my room like once for a brief time because we had a mission" he defended himself, dragging her to him by her waist.

"you still took her to see the sunset" she said, attempting to move his hands but he only gripped her tighter.

"nothing like that, babe. just having a talk before she went back home" he said, making her hum.

"mhm, I hear you"

he rolled his eyes, playfully.

"you know I wouldn't do you bad, stop tripping" he chuckled, making her smile softly.

~

"she's fucking rude!" [name] began explaining to Miles as they laid in his bed.

"I walked in and I asked her are you miles friend? crickets, but she nodded her head. then I introduced myself, crickets. she aint even acknowledge me" she huffed, making Miles shake his head.

"im sorry, ma" he sighed, rubbing her back up and down as she laid on his chest.

"its okay, baby. im sorry for putting you in that situation on the roof," she sighed. "I really did try, I promise."

"don't worry bout it, its all good" he smiled at her, making her smile and give him a thumbs up.

The end.

{a/n: hey! first post lol! also, I don't use much Spanish for E1610 Miles because he doesn't use much of it in the movies plus it's my sense of contrast with him and E42 Miles (who has more of a Spanish influence from only having his mom). but thanks for reading, hope you all enjoy!}

[sunny-reis]

OMG HI I LOVE THE WAY YOU WRITE AKITO!! may i request akito x reader cuddling after a long, rough day? if thats cool. oneshot if you do :) have a good one 🤞

oneshot - tired cuddles with akito

you're the coffee that i need in the morning; you're my sunshine in the rain when it's pouring

an: OUUYDHDHHDFH TYSM !! 🫶🫶 tbh i thought the other akito oneshot would end up being garbage bc i'm not as familiar with him or vivid bad squad (*'-'*) tbh i've been feeling touch starved lately so im gonna focus more on the affection here lolz (worry not it'll be a balance of fluff and mild angst)

tags: gender neutral reader, just a tidbit of angst (having a shitty day), intimacy

there's no way today could possibly get any worse.

at least, you hope so. sometimes you hit rock bottom and think it can only go uphill from there, but life comes back with a pickaxe, ready to dig until you're truly at your worst.

like today. you think you must've woken up on the wrong side, since absolutely nothing went right – you spilled cereal on your kamiyama high school uniform in a hurry, almost missed the bus, nearly fell asleep (and got yelled at for it) in math class, noticed your backpack was ripping just a second too late, and came home at the wrong moment, when the sprinklers were on, and ended walking inside completely soaked. needless to say, you’ve had a miserable day.

the thick piles and piles of homework to do don't help, either. as you lay in bed, mindlessly scrolling through pinterest, the deep pit in your stomach envelopes you in guilt. even though you've been trying to get up and start doing whatever you can get your hands on, maybe pre-calculus worksheets or an analysis of “the most dangerous game,” you find you simply can't, being too drained to do anything but lament in your head. mentally and physically, you barely have the strength to make it through the rest of the day.

hours go by, the bright afternoon sky becoming a beautiful purple-pink sunset around dusk, and you still haven't moved from your bed. your parents came in a handful of times to try and get you to let it out, but to no avail – you don’t foresee yourself getting up any time soon. it's only when your stomach rumbles that you sit up and pad downstairs to grab a snack from the kitchen.

pouring out a handful of cheerios into a bowl, you zone out, staring out the window overlooking the backyard. although you feel slightly better after a session of moping and lying in bed for hours on end, time goes by viscously; you find you’re still not out of the mental slump, and everything feels too overwhelming. the hair on your arms is too prickly, your sweatshirt too warm, and you have the sudden urge to claw at your skin. sighing, you trudge back upstairs and quietly shut the door, sitting down at your desk. after putting your phone on silent, you browse soap2day for a random movie to drown everything out with (and hopefully forget about the rest of the day).

after finish watching howl’s moving castle for the nth time, you sit up in your chair, stretching and yawning. although you still somehow feel like garbage, imagining yourself as a character sure felt relieving (and fed your escapism, but that’s a worry for another day). shutting your laptop down, you crawl into bed to try and sleep; the analog clock on your night stand reads 11:37. placing your phone on the table, you pull the covers over yourself in attempt to drift off.

unfortunately, your attempts were only fruitful for forty-five minutes at most. you awake to an abrupt thud on your window. brows furrowed, you shrug off the covers to see just what’s going on; opening the window, you’re met with the unexpected presence of an abashed akito crouched on the roof.

“akito? what the hell are you doing here, and at this hour?” you ask, eyes wide.

“can you let me in first? it’s cold and windy and i think i might fall.” facepalming, you help him crawl through the window, shivering at the suddend draft and closing it.

“so, care to answer my question?” you pick at him, flopping down on the bed and rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.

“i should be asking you that, honestly,” he shrugs, “i tried texting and calling you but i didn’t get anything back, so here i am.”

“oh…” you laugh sheepishly, “sorry about that, i had a shitty day and couldn’t stand having my phone go off.”

“aw, what happened?” akito asks, joining you in bed. you glance at the door, checking to see if it’s locked. although your parents are more than welcoming of akito, seeing him with you alone would be a bit of an unpleasant shock. leaning on his shoulder and pulling the blanket over the two of you, you recount your eventful day to him as he fiddles with a lock of your hair.

“and i didn’t even get to have lunch in between all that.” you add, whining. although you now find the events just a little funny, you still cringe in embarrassment when thinking about being yelled at by a teacher in public.

“i’m sorry all that happened,” says akito, pulling you closer to him, “but you know you can talk to me about it if you want to, right?”

“yeah,” you pout.

“well, are you feeling any better than before? if not, i know just what to do.”

“i think so? i watched howl’s moving castle and it made me feel a little better.”

“i think christian bale tends to have that effect on people.”

“for sure!” you not, “but yeah, i feel…icky, i guess.”

“maybe you should take a shower, sometimes that helps,” he offers, “but you should probably do that in the morning, you’ll get sick if you shower now.” you roll your eyes.

“really? that’s such a mom thing to say.”

“hey, don’t come to me if you shower and get a cold!”

“nah, i’m too tired to shower right now. since, y’know, i was in the middle of sleeping until someone woke me up.” akito laughs sheepishly.

“is it really my fault if you made me worried sick? i mean, i was just fulfilling my role as the caring boyfriend, don’t you think?”

“sure, whatever helps you sleep at night.” you laugh, laying down on his lap.

the two of you spend a while chatting in bed until god-knows-what time, when you’re rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. akito makes a show out of tucking you in, giving you a quick peck before climbing back out the window. you melt away into a dreamy sleep, feeling warm and fuzzy at the thought of akito’s warm embrace.

[hugsandchaos]

@radiant-fanon-maker, I’m done! I hope you like it!

“Seriously?” Khan asked, glaring at N. Uzi groaned and N tilted his head slightly hearing him talk slower than usual.

“Yes, I’m serious! This is probably the best place in the bunker for him to wait out the day. It’s just until sunset, and he’ll be asleep pretty much the whole time.” She replied. She continued getting ready for high school while N mindlessly fiddled with his fingers while looking back at Khan with a friendly smile, trying to ignore his own nervousness from Khan’s slightly intimidating demeanor.

For a split second, N noticed a familiar pink blush flicker onto Khan’s screen. Khan facepalmed and shook his head, which looked like disapproval at first, but then more like slight irritation or struggle. Uzi had told N her dad was feeling unwell since the all-nighter he pulled, but the young murder drone wondered if it was really the all-nighter.

“Just... don’t cause.. any... trouble.” Khan said sternly. N didn’t squint his eyes since that usually made worker drones nervous and K was already a bit upset that he was there, but he knew right then and there what was going on.

A few minutes later, Uzi was leaving and N was already feeling pretty sleepy.“Dad, please be nice to N. N, stay out of the freezer.” Uzi said, pointing at both of them. She squinted her eyes when addressing N and Khan looked at him confused. N crossed his arms and pouted.“I only fell asleep in there once.” He mumbled. Uzi was already halfway out the door and gave him one last stern look.“Once is too many.” She said before shutting the door.

A few seconds after she left, N turned over to look at Khan.“Do you have someone coming to help you?” He asked.

“What?” Khan asked. He genuinely didn’t know what exactly N was talking about.

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed, little buddy. I can be observant.” N replied. He lightly tapped his screen near where his right eye to add onto the message that he sees what was happening. Khan realized what he was talking about and suddenly felt like he was caught doing something he shouldn’t have been doing.“I don’t.. know what... you’re.. talking about.” Khan said with a shake of his head. N’s expression shifted to a more apologetic one, but he still smiled.“I don’t want to upset you, I just want to know if you have someone you can call to take care of you.” He said.

“....N-...No.” Khan mumbled. He had never told anyone about how he regresses and managed to keep it hidden from pretty much everyone, so he didn’t have anyone to call whenever it happened, but N still noticed the symptoms.“Want me to do it? I have a bit of experience with taking care of others. Kind of ironic, I know.” N offered. Khan hesitated. N was nice to pretty much everyone, sure, but he was still a murder drone. He could still attack him if he wanted and he wouldn’t stand a chance.

Then again, N has been amazing at controlling himself. Even when he was overheating and was desperate for oil a while bock, he refused to lay a hand on anyone until Uzi came back with a canister of oil. Even then, when Khan and other drones were in the room trying to help him cool down with battery-powered fans and ice, N kept himself curled up on the floor clutching his tail in fear of loosing control and lashing out.

Uzi had a small stash of oil for N in her room, enough to last a day or two, so he wouldn’t have a direct reason to attack him. Not to mention how much he seemed to like helping others instead of hurting them...

Finally, Khan let himself let his guard down. His shoulders slumped and he nodded.“Y-..Yes, pwease.” He said.

A few hours later, Khan found himself happy he didn’t have to pretend to be big as much as before. He was sitting on his bedroom floor and playing with the race cars he kept hidden with N, who was using his ability to mimic to make the sounds of a zooming race car on a track, just at a lower volume as to not hurt his ears.

Khan rolled the car over one of the two books that were slanted and slightly stacked on each other like a ramp. When the car went into the air, N made the corresponding sound and threw himself to the side. He slowly fell over on purpose and Khan let out a childlike laugh.

They had been playing like this for a while and it was almost noon, which was way past the time N should be asleep. He was feeling really sleepy, but he decided watching over Little Khan was much more important and he’d get a nap later, after Khan was back to normal. Besides, he was also having fun.

Khan’s stomach growled and he paused the game. N sat back up and smiled.”I guess it’s time for lunch.” He said. He stood up and watched Khan copy and follow him towards the door. The two walked into the kitchen and N opened the fridge.”Watcha feeling, little buddy?” He asked. He glanced back to look at him since it was the respectful thing to do to look at someone while they’re talking to you only to find him eating some batteries he was getting out of the cabinet.“Oh.” N said before laughing a bit.

Khan put the bowl of batteries on the table and climbed onto the chair.”Wan-t s-some?” He asked. N shook his head and closed the fridge. He probably couldn’t eat batteries without throwing them back up later, even if he wanted.“No, thank you. I’m going to grab some oil from Uzi’s room. I’ll be right back.” He said.

When he came back feeling cooled down, Khan was yawning and rubbing his eyes. He had pushed the bowl away from himself so he could cross his arms and rest his head on them.“Maybe you’re about to slip into a food coma.” N assumed out loud. It was much more common in humans, but he knows that it can happen to drones, too.

“Co-ma?!” Khan asked in a panicked tone. N realized his mistake in wording it seeing Khan’s scared expression and quickly tried to fix it.“It’s not actually a coma. It’s just when someone eats a bit too much without realizing and they start to feel really sleepy. You just need a quick nap.” N explained.

Khan looked less terrified, but slightly more sad hearing that.“But-t I-I want to pl-play.” He said. For a brief moment, N was reminded of himself years ago, when X was gathering everyone into a corner for sleep despite being the same age as them and N didn’t want to.

N blinked and brought himself back to reality just as quickly.“We can play after you take a nap. Trust me, you’ll feel better after.” N said. Khan looked down at the table seemingly in thought. N hoped he would say yes, he really didn’t want this to potentially turn into an argument. He hated arguments.

“O-Okay.” Khan agreed. N smiled and helped him get back to his bedroom without bumping into anything.

One makeshift nightlight, one agreement to stay for “a bit” incase imaginary closet monsters attacked, and two hours later, N noticed the pink blush disappear from Khan’s screen, which now had the message “SLEEP MODE”. Maybe a nap was all he needed in the first place. Not that N was complaining. He was happy he was able to help.

Now he could get some sleep.

Bonus:

When Khan woke up, he was surprised to see N was gone. He quickly got out of bed and was a little bit relieved to realize that he was back to normal. That wasn’t the topic at hand, though, it was the case of the missing murder drone. He opened the door and was about to step out to start looking for N, thinking he might’ve just gone to Uzi’s room for some more oil, but stopped and pulled his foot back.

N was laying on the floor of the hallway on his belly, like he only made it a few steps before falling over. In that position, he could rest his wings outside of the hatches. It wasn’t uncomfortable to keep them in there, but it was nicer to have them out while he’s relaxing to better get rid of excess heat and cool off. From what else Khan could see, N’s arms were crossed in front of his head.

He had to stretch a bit to avoid stepping on N’s wings, but he made it over and crouched down in front of him.”N? Why are you—?” Khan cut himself off when he saw the big, bold yellow letters on his screen spelling out “SLEEP MODE”. Khan was confused. He didn’t remember seeing N eat anything, so why was he asleep? And on the floor of all places?

“Oh, right. Nocturnal.” Khan mumbled quietly to himself. He stepped over to a spot in the hallway where there was enough room to stand next to N. He didn’t need to give his next course of action much thought considering the favor N did for him, staying up till afternoon, which was probably like the ungodly hours of the morning to him. Khan crouched down and scooped N up.

He was heavier than even the average adult drone, but that should’ve been expected. Khan could still carry him, though. He’s still pretty strong since building such effective doors often requires heavy physical labour. N’s screen flickered and showed a pair of closed eyes as he groaned and tensed from the sudden change, lifting his head up. He peeked an eye open and tried to see what was going on as Khan began heading towards Uzi’s room, but the lights were still on an briefly blinded him.

“Wha’s hapn-ng?” He mumbled groggily. Khan reached a hand out to open the door. He’s done this with Uzi and Nori for years, so opening doors while carrying someone wasn’t very difficult for him.“Just bringing you to Uzi’s room to cool you down.” He replied. N let himself go limp again and yawned.

“Mkay.” He muttered. He went back to sleep as Khan opened the door and walked inside.

Khan set N down on the bed and almost grabbed the blanket to pull it over him, but then he remembered that N might get uncomfortable from that. Instead, he just turned the light off on his way out and shut the door quietly. When he turned back around, Uzi was standing at the closed entrance. She was giving him that smug grin she usually had when she knew she was right.“Bad influence, huh?” She whispered.

“Absolutely.” Khan replied. It was obvious he was joking and Uzi nearly laughed at him, but only smiled and shook her head.”Anyways, how was your day?” Khan asked. Uzi gave an exasperated groan and slipped her bag onto the table as she sat down.”I am so glad you asked.” She said.

[7cakerolls]

not my gif!!

romancing he who is most misunderstood.

pairing: lo’ak x fem! metkayina! reader x platonic neteyam

fluffy oneshot w some misunderstanding and a little bit of fake dating

prompt: you’ve been tasked with teaching the brothers the way of the sea. you become interested in the younger one, and develop a strong crush on him. he shares your feelings, unknowingly to you. you ask the older one for help, and this is the result.

“dude. i need your help.” lo’ak pleads to his brother. he is currently thinking about the young metkayina tsakarem, younger sister to ao’nung and twins with tsireya. “i think she thinks i’m weird, man…” he says as he shakes his head in disappointment.

of course, neteyam knows all about how the girl feels about him. she is completely head over heels for his younger brother, and she has been asking him for advice on how to represent her feelings for quite some time now. but she asked him to keep that a secret, which he will do.

“hmm, i don’t know. have you ever just fried asking her what she thinks?” he sighs in exasperation. playing the middleman for two teens in love is never easy, but this is his brother and the kindest girl he’s met since arriving here, so he’ll suffer through it. “i honestly think you should just officially ask to court her. what’s the harm?” he asks.

lo’ak stands and looks at his brother in complete shock and horror. “no, bro! that could go super bad… i don’t even know if she feels the same!” he exclaims and facepalms aggressively, falling back into the sand. unbeknownst to him, the girl of his dreams had just seen that, as she was looking for neteyam to gain some wisdom about his brother.

holding back a giggle, she walks up to the boys, signaling to neteyam that she wants to talk. lo’ak looks up with an embarrassed blush, hoping that she didn’t see that. neteyam sighs, standing up, mentally smacking himself and the others for not realizing. “well, bro i’ve got to go for lessons. figure it out, and soon.” he said, hoping that he would understand quickly.

he wasn’t getting lessons. he was helping you make an armband to give to lo’ak as a gift. he helped you choose a pattern and pick out shells and beads his brother would like, all while telling you information about him. you wanted to win his heart well and proper, and even though asking his brother for help was probably skipping a few steps, you didn’t want to take any chances.

“thank you for helping me neteyam, i think it is almost ready.” you said calmly with a hint of excitement. as much as you adored him, you still felt nervous when it came to sharing your feelings. so, you chatted with neteyam until sunset, learning funny stories about lo’ak as a kid, and things like his dislikes and favorites.

lo’ak sighed, watching you talk and laugh with his brother. it should’ve been him. of course you didn’t like him, he was just like payakan after all. an outcast. a girl as perfect as you couldn’t ever love him. so he went back home, downtrodden and feeling low. he went straight to sleep, only muttering small greetings to his family. he was halfway asleep when neteyam arrived at their marui.

“hope your date with (yn) went well…” he grumbled under his breath. neteyam looked in confusion and cocked his head to the side, not understanding what his brother was talking about. “what date? i had lessons, you know that.” he said, defensively. he could see the jealousy in his brother’s heart, and wished this whole thing would just fix itself.

“just save it. i saw you two making jewelry by the cave. guess the mighty warrior has no empathy.” he said, coldly. how could his own brother do this to him? and lie about it? he simply shuffled around and went to sleep, not bothering to hear his brother’s explanation. ‘whatever…’ neteyam thought. he would find out in the morning.

you woke up bright and early to go to the sully’s marui, making sure you looked your best. you had it all planned out, you were going to take him on a ride to your favorite cave, then present him with the armband. saying goodbye to your family, you quickly left while the sun was still rising, to execute your plan.

“good morning!” you beamed, standing at the entrance of the sully family home. lo’ak pushed aside the entrance, looking groggy. he was quite handsome even still, but it looked like he had been crying all night. “oh, (yn). looking for neteyam?” he said, with a hint of attitude. “no…” you said confusedly. “i was looking for you.”

what? why were you looking for him? wasn’t neteyam your little boyfriend? this made him angry, so he responded rashly. “for what?” he spat. “look, i don’t know what neteyam told you but…” he started. you understood that he had the wrong idea, so in your attempt to do damage control, you blurted,“nolo’akilikeyoupleasetakethis!!” showing the arm cuff in his face. so much for your plan…

he only stood there dumbfounded. you…liked him? not his brother? he wasn’t saying anything, so you took it upon yourself to explain. “i was too scared to ask you directly, so i learned more about you through neteyam. he was just helping me show my feelings for you. please don’t misunderstand…” you looked down sadly. “i understand if you do not return my feelings, but please take this! it was made to fit you perfectly.” you began walking away when he gently grabbed your wrist.

“follow me.” he said quietly, leading you to the shore. “(yn), i… i see you. i have liked you since i arrived here, i’m sorry for getting stern with you because of my jealousy.” he began spouting out apologies and telling you every little detail he loved about you. you quickly shut him up by hugging him and cupping his ear to whisper. “oel ngati kameie, lo’ak. i hope now you feel my heart’s position…” you pulled back and smiled at him, holding his hands lovingly.

he finally had someone that understood him.