#fluffy anya rights

[liothebiblioklept]

More monster AU!! Need to practice bird wings more rip

No other characters really have assigned mythical creatures so im prolly gonna have to make a lot of stuff up, which means just damianya for now! Sticking to Greek mythology creatures most likely as well

[hxney-lemcn]

Late Night Chaos — Daisuke x gn! reader

summery: after comforting Daisuke a bit, you help Anya with Curly's medication. she tells you about the abuse she's faced on the ship, and you find yourself confronting her abuser.

tw: implications of rape, implications of abuse, graphic depictions of violence, death, murder, pure angst, dead dove: do not eat.

a/n: would you believe me if I said this series was just meant to be a fluffy one/two shot?

wc: 1.5k

Master List

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine

You could only watch on in disappointment. Daisuke laid on the grated ground, arm thrown over  his face and mouthwash in the other. Walking over, you crouched next to his form, feeling sympathy for his situation. It’s been two months since the cargo hold was opened, and you were honestly proud at how resilient Daisuke had been against his mentor’s persistent badgering to get him to join him for a drink. 

With a short sigh, you softly muttered, “You look like shit.”

“You were right,” Daisuke groaned. “How does Swansea do it? I feel like my stomach is going to explode.”

“An alcoholic doesn’t drink to feel good,” You murmured, gently brushing some of his hair out of his face. “They do it to escape from their problems, but it just adds more to the pile.”

“How’re you so smart?” Daisuke grumbled, uncovering his eyes and tilting his head to try and look at you. “Aren’t we around the same age?”

Chuckling softly you shook your head in amusement, “Yeah, we are around the same age. I just have more experience in this area.”

“You were an alcoholic?” Daisuke exclaimed, sitting up quickly only to clutch his stomach with a groan. 

You snorted at his reaction, “No, but I have first hand experience with what it does to a person.”

“Oh,” Daisuke laid back down, trying to even his breathing to quell the nausea. “Oh gosh, I’m so sorry.”

“You’ve got nothing to apologize for,” You sighed, fully taking a seat next to him and sitting cross legged.

“But you were so adamant on me not drinking this stuff, and I did it anyway,” Tears pricked at his eyes, clearly a bit tipsy. “Is that why you flinch when someone gets angry?” 

Your eyes widened at his question, gaze averting from his figure, you ignored it, changing the topic, “I understand why you did it, it’s hard to say no to an authority figure, and you were probably curious too. It happens, as long as you don’t make it a habit it’s fine.”

“I’m never looking at mouthwash ever again,” Daisuke grumbled. 

…

You nearly messed up your task, flinching back at Curly’s muffled groans of pain. It had been four months since the crash all together, and this was your first time administering the Captain his pain meds. You didn’t realize how terrible it was, and you couldn’t imagine the pain he was feeling. But you stayed strong, holding his jaw closed so he wouldn’t spit the pills back up. Once you heard him swallow, you pulled your hands back, feeling guilty as he stared at you. No wonder Anya had resorted to asking either you or Jimmy to administer them instead, you weren’t sure how she had managed to do this for so long without breaking-

It’s like you willed it to fruition, the sound of sniffles coming from behind you. Turning around, you watched in abject horror as Anya slid down to the ground, curling in a ball, arms around her legs and head tucked in her knees. The image felt wrong. This was Anya, strong willed, enthusiastic, competitive, encouraging and kind…is this how Daisuke felt when watching Swansea turn into a shell of his former self?

“It’s all my fault,” Anya sobbed, a hand going up to clutch at her hair. “I shouldn’t have said anything.”

You frowned, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Taking a seat next to her you slowly raised a hand and rubbed her back, “What are you talking about?” She tensed under your touch, both hands now pulling at her hair, and she shook her head. 

“I’m sorry,” You murmured, pulling your hand back. “You don’t have to explain-”

“I’m pregnant,” Anya whispers, brown eyes peeking over her knees to look at you, eyes red and watery. “It’s Jimmy’s. I told Curly, but nothing happened, so then I told Jimmy and…and th-that was r-right before the crash…” You felt your stomach drop, eyes widening at the implication. 

“W-was it too much for Curly to handle?” Anya asked, voice wavering as tears continued to stream down her eyes. “Is that why he crashed the ship? If o-only there were locks on the doors…if only I kept it to myself…”

“Wait what?” You paused, voice turning icy cold. You took in a deep breath, trying to quench the unbridled anger that suddenly flooded through you, this wasn’t the time or place to be angry, Anya needed comfort. “Anya, none of this is your fault. You had every right to seek help from the captain. If anything, this is Jimmy’s fault, why the hell would he-” You cut yourself off before you could rant, closing your eyes and continuing in a softer tone. “The company failed you, failed us. None of this falls on your shoulders.”

Anya leaned over and rested her head on your shoulder, gaze rising to Curly who could only watch on in silence, allowing herself to find just a moment of respite. Once again, you reached out and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, rubbing her arm in a placating manner. This time she relaxed in your hold, tears falling on your shoulder. You couldn’t just ignore this, couldn’t ignore the fact that Jimmy had abused not just your mentor, but friend. Who the hell did he think he was, walking around pretending to be captain knowing he did horrendous actions? Probably justified it like the asshole he was. God, you weren’t gonna let him get away that fucking easily. If Curly didn’t have the balls to help, you sure as hell were.

…

“The hell’s your problem?” Jimmy sneered at you. “You’ve become a real fuckin’ bitch, being nothing but a thorn in my side. You get off on making everyone suffer?”

“Hahaha!” You laughed maniacally, replying with a mocking grin. “That’s real fucking funny coming from you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean,” Jimmy glared, that icy heat behind his eyes intensifying, but you couldn’t find it in you to cower anymore, feeling nothing but absolute fury in his presence. 

“I think you know,” You growled, face morphing into a scowl. “I should beat the shit out of you for what you did.”

Jimmy’s face darkened, but didn’t make any sign to fight against your claim. That made you angrier, he knew. He knew what he did was wrong, he just didn’t care. You felt like you were vibrating, the absolute fury rushing through your veins.

“I won’t tolerate insubordination,” He glowered. “I’m the captain whether you like it or not-”

CRACK

A rush of adrenaline flowed through you, heart pumping faster. Jimmy held his nose, pulling his hand away to find blood dripping down. Your hands were shaking, and without thinking, you threw another punch, landing right on his eye, causing him to curse out. 

“You absolute, utter piece of shit,” You swore, kicking him as hard as you could where it really hurts. You watched on in satisfaction as the middle aged man fell onto his knees, eyes squeezed shut in pain. “You know what, that’s actually insulting shit, at least shit has a use.” 

You were about to send one more kick to his side for good measure, really wanting him to feel just an ounce of the pain he put Anya through, but you were thrown off balance when he grabbed your leg mid lift. He pulled your leg towards him, causing you to wobble and fall backwards onto your back. You barely registered the pain, adrenaline diluting your senses. You barely had any time to think before Jimmy was straddling you, hands around your throat squeezing as hard as he could. 

Eyes widening, you felt yourself panic, body automatically trying to suck in a breath but failing. You tried to wiggle, to kick your legs and knock him off of you, but he was stronger, watching you struggle with an evil glint in his dark eyes. You began to claw at him instead, trying to pull his hands away, to try to claw at any weak spot you could find. Your lungs were burning, tears falling down your eyes at the dull pain in your throat. You tried to reach his eyes, maybe poke one out to get his grip to loosen, but your hands were shaking and it felt like you were holding up a ton of bricks. 

As you lay there, oxygen depleting from your system, you humorlessly realized you were going to die to this monster. You could barely make out Jimmy anymore, the world spinning too fast and turning dark at the same time, body going limp. Did this really have to be your last view before passing on? You felt guilty as well, you were leaving Anya and Daisuke behind, you wish you weren’t so selfish. Ashamed that you prioritized your anger and lashed out instead of going about the situation rationally. You just hoped they didn’t blame themselves, that by some miracle they could be saved.

And just like that, your consciousness vanishes, leaving behind your body that lays limp under the hands of an abuser.

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Aɴɪᴍᴀʟs - Aɴʏᴀ x Fᴇᴍ!Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

content ; A/B/O, Alpha/Omega

!! includes ; scissoring, scent/musk (it's omegaverse so duh), you're the omega and Anya is the alpha <333

~

Anya has always been protective over you. Part of it could be due to her natural Alpha instincts, but also, because throughout her life, she has seen some of the worst parts. She just wants the best for you, and it reminds you of your mother. This is exacerbated by the fact that you are an omega.

Your relationship with her has had its ups and downs. Its highs and lows. You two have been through many things together, good and bad! From the tulpar, to your marriage. Mostly, you guys live a nice and quiet domestic life together.

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You hear the door close, as you are busy with your little hobbies and homemaking activities.

“Honey, I’m home, finally.” Anya is a busy woman, being a nurse. So, all of the time with her is something to be especially cherished due to her busy work schedule taking her away from you! This is your favorite part of the day, her coming home.

A scent lingers strongly enough to reach you, it seems it’s that time again. Her rut. Oh, these times can be straining for her, especially as a nurse. Being stuck working with patients and helping care for them is her specialty and something that she loves to do more than anything. But, when she is in a rut, she also just can’t stop thinking of you!

You stay on her mind constantly, even in a general sense, of course! You’re the love of her life. But, during these times of the month, these thoughts of you turn dirtier, very quickly. And it’s so damn distracting. 

Your tight, fertile body is so tempting. It’s a shame you don’t go into heat too often. Regardless of that, she has enough restraint to not do anything against your boundaries.

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Anya sets her bags down, a bit quieter than usual. The thing different this time is you’re in heat too. Her scent is much heavier than usual because you are much more receptive to it.

You figure you should go greet her in the living room. You love the way she smells, her musk mixed with her natural alpha scents are intoxicating. After such a long day, too? You go wild. 

“Hi, sweets! How was work~?” You hold your arms out to hug her. She seems to have a relieved look on her face, your mere presence is enough to soothe her nerves from such a long day at work. 

She sighs. 

“It was.. crazy. But, I’m glad to be home now, darling.” She wraps her arms around you and plants a gentle kiss on your neck. Your scent is prominent too, especially when you are both this close to each other.

“I should probably go and take these dirty scrubs off and relax. They feel gross..” Anya says gently, parting her face away from the crook of your neck.

“Aww, that’s such a shame, I just love the way you smell right now. But, if you want to go clean up, that’s fine too.” 

Your mind grows a tad fuzzy, her musk is just filling your senses to the brim. It’s just so pleasant. 

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Anya comes out of the shower and heads to the bedroom in her pajamas. They are pink and grey and are pretty fluffy! You love how it shows off her nice curves.

You turn around in bed to face her. You pat the spot next to you, waiting for her to shift over to the bed a bit faster. You aren’t too impatient, but you just cannot wait to be able to hold her. 

At this point, both of you are very aware of each other's scent. But, Anya seems to be the more controlled type of gal. She isn’t super outward of her primal emotions, she is pretty reserved when it comes to admitting the extent to which your scent alone drives her.

Your scent is best described as a sickly sweet scent. Like what an overripe mango would smell of, and Anya just can not get enough of it. She loves nuzzling your neck, it’s a big comfort for her. Outside of your heat period, you and Anya like to share the same floral-smelling perfume. Anya’s scent can be described as a much stronger woody scent, with hints of petrichor as well. Normally when she isn’t in a rut, she likes to spritz herself with lighter-smelling perfumes. Her favorites are floral and spicy scents like incense. She’s quite the clean person, being a nurse she takes cleanliness seriously! You love the way it messes with your head, and even outside of your estrus, it still smells amazing and it reminds you of nature.

“Ahh. I am just so happy to see you now,” she says as she climbs into bed, lying on her side, facing you. 

“Hm, I bet you are..” You say, sorta teasingly.

“U-uh.. yeah, I was hoping I could be the big spoon this time..?” You simply turn around, allowing her to spoon you closely. As you both shift into place, you can sorta feel her move her crotch much closer to your ass. It sends a shiver down your spine, no matter how long you’ve been with her, everything still feels so new and exciting. 

Anya continues to sniff your neck gently until she whispers, “So, it’s that time, hm~?” 

You can’t help but freeze a bit at her advances. You always get so flustered when Anya speaks this way to you, it sends a wave of arousal through your body.

“Yes, hon. it’s about that time, finally. I’ve been thinking of you, like, all day..” You say lowly. Her presence just makes you feel small and you cannot help but submit.

You hear a low hum from her before then feel something warm and wet find its way onto your neck. 

“Nnh..” When you are in heat, usually your already sensitive spots become much more sensitive, so you instinctively expose your neck a bit more to her, closing your eyes. The slick in your pants makes itself more known as she teases you in this way.

“I’ve been craving you, Y/N.. would you mind sharing what you were thinking about today?” Anya softly demands. The thing about her that gets you going is her gentle yet firm attitude. She nibbles on your neck as you try to stammer out..

“A-anya.. I.. I’ve been thinking of you pinning me under you, and using my body..” You finally get something out. To be honest, that’s the only thing that was on your mind. You tried to get distracted from your heat all day while she was gone but all attempts to do so were futile.

Anya slides a hand down to your crotch, almost cupping it. She can feel the warmth radiating from your sex. She finds her hips rolling against yours, she can easily overpower you mostly due to her alpha biology. But, despite that, she is very gentle.

Anya sits up before she gets too carried away, you look at her and see a lustful hunger in her eyes. Only you can satiate this hunger.

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Soon enough, she parts your compliant legs and places her sex against yours. She can feel your slick wet up your underwear. “Oh my, Y/N, already so wet, hm? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you..” Anya says in a reaffirming and sweet tone. God, this position is so thrilling, having Anya be in complete control over you.

Anya rubs herself against your dripping wet pussy. It sends waves of pleasure, prompting a full-blown moan to come out of you. Her eyes hold a wicked glint as she hears your sounds of pleasure. She wants to see so much more of you — 

Hear so much more.. 

she just wants nothing but to devour you whole. 

“Hng… Anya.. I need you now..!” You whine out, hoping she will stop this painful teasing.

“Be patient, dear.” Anya stops looking at you and looks down instead, your slick covering her crotch.

With deft fingers, she pulls your sodden underwear away, leaving your sweet omega pussy bare and out in the open for her. 

This elicits a low growl from Anya, she just can’t stop pretending so much anymore. Her eyes lock with yours in a sultry gaze, taking in the beautiful view in front of her.

She takes away the barrier between you both and firmly places her throbbing sex against yours. Your bodies fit perfectly together. A loud squelch is heard as she starts to thrust herself gently against you. The bed starts to rock gently, oh, how she has been waiting for this moment. Masturbation would never satisfy her just as much as dominating you does. 

A stifled grunt comes out of Anya as she thrusts at a painfully slow pace. 

“Aah.. Faster, harder~!” You cry out to her. You just have no filter, especially when you are pent up like this. Your mind grows fuzzy as she continues to keep the both of you on edge like this.

“Hm..” She lets out a soft hum before going at a faster pace. Watching you increasingly come undone makes her feel so hot and bothered, that it’s hard to keep her composure, to not hurt you. 

“Hahh..!! F-fuck!” You whimper and moan out pathetically as your wife overpowers you. 

“Y/N, I’m getting close, I want you to come with me~” Anya’s eyes darken with desire, letting out a grunt before going much faster. You whimper in response to her.

“Ahh.. keep making those cute noises, honey..” She continues at her current pace, as she leans forward to place a firm, open-mouthed kiss on your mouth. Her tongue finds its way inside, taking its sweet time to explore your mouth.

“Mn.. Ahn, Y/N..” Anya moans into your mouth as she thrusts faster, her thrusts becoming sloppier, both of your fluids mixing. Her hands explore and grope your breasts tenderly.

You close your eyes, her kiss muffling your cute sounds of desperation. You can feel yourself coming so much closer to your climax, the height of your pleasure.

Finally, you feel a wave of pleasure hit you strongly. 

“Nnng.. Ahh..!!” You yell out, the strong orgasm making your toes curl and your head loll back. Anya knowing you’ve already come, she lets go and finally comes right alongside you. “F-fuckk..” She curses under her breath.

The both of you breathe heavily, as she lets out a gasp whilst riding out her orgasm on you.

The aftershock of your intense orgasm leaves you weak. The sight of your hot, glistening body has her craving much more. And, as for you, you already know you are in for a wild ride.

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“Let me wash us up, dear,” Anya suggests politely. She looks so beautiful, in a primal way. Her fringe stuck to her forehead, hair was slightly disheveled paired with her flushed face. It’s such a sight to behold.

“Hahh.. A-Anya.. I want, so much more..” You breathe out. Your legs quiver as she parts away from you.

Anya only looks at you, panting and wiping a sheen of sweat off of her forehead. 

“Oh, we’re just getting started, darling..”

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Loid Forger x Fem! Reader: Spy Confession's

Paring: Loid forger x Fem! Reader

Warnings: SMUT, Language, small talk about gun

WC:2,362

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Summary: Loid, Y/n and Anya Forger are the perfect normal family. Just one thing, it's all fake to help the mission Strix, right? Well, things might spill out in Loid's office.

My dear sweet family, well my fake family. We are the Forgers, my husband Loid Forger aka Twilight, and our daughter Anya, who we adopted from an orphanage and who has brought more joy to my life than I thought was possible. And then there’s me, Agent Ruby Phoenix, but I am fronting as Loid’s wife Y/n Forger for mission: Strix. My job is to make our family look normal and presentable enough for Loid to move in and be friends with Donovan Desmond.

Anya also has a large part to play to become an imperial scholar, but that can take a long time, so in the meantime, I will play my part perfectly as usual. Loid and have been partners on a couple of missions, but it has never been this long or stressful. Also, the fact that I actually like Loid does not help, I can’t help it, he’s so handsome and the best spy after me of course. I genuinely admire him, he has saved me more than just once. And this cosplaying as his wife messes with my head and feelings more than usual. 

“Good morning Y/n.” He greets me as he sips his coffee while reading his newspaper. 

“Good morning Loid, did you get any word on your next mission?” On top of the mission strix, we are also called to do mini missions. We really need new agents.

“Yes, I’ll be leaving after work today, so you and Anya will be on your own for dinner. Speaking of, I have to get her up, or she’ll be late for school.” He ruffles the newspaper, puts it down, and snaps into the caring father role. He would never admit it, but he actually enjoys this mundane life, and so do I.

“Morning mama.” Sleepy Anya greets me while rubbing her eyes.

“Good morning Anya! Guess what? We get to have dinner with just you and me tonight so that means I’ll make something special!” I excitedly tell her, hoping to wake her up since the bus is just forty-five minutes away. 

“Really! Yay!” She jumps up and down, waking up Bond, our big fluffy white dog.

“Borf! Borf!” I go over to pet him to calm him down.

“Don’t worry Bond, Anya is just excited. But you're such a good protector aren’t you boy.” He jumps on top of me to lick me. 

“Borf! Borf!” 

“Ah Bond, stop you're getting your slober all over me!” I laughed a real laugh which hadn’t happened in a long time. At that moment, Loid stepped out of his room dressed for the day.

“Wow, I haven’t heard that in… I can’t even remember the last time. It’s nice, I miss it.”  Loid thought to himself, and of course, Anya heard it.

“Ah! Does papa actually like Mama? I got to help them!”  Without her parents noticing, she slips in the kitchen, takes Loid’s lunch, and hides it. “Hehe my plan is in action I’m just like Papa.”

Eventually, Loid and Anya leave for school and work, and I have the day off from my front job. It’s perfect, I've been meaning to clean this place in tip-top shape. To be the ideal typical family, the house must be clean. I start with the kitchen. I am cleaning the fridge when I move the eggs, I see Loid’s lunch.

“Did he really leave his lunch? Damn the agency really need’s to give him a break. Well, I guess I just will need to bring it to him.” I smile to myself and put on my jacket.

“Hold the fort down Bond!” I yell as I leave.

“Borf!”

Walking into the hospital, everyone recognizes me as Mrs. Forger.

“Hi Mrs.Forger!” “Hello!” I smile and wave.

“Good afternoon Mrs.Forger!” another nurse waves.

“Yes good afternoon!” I know every one of Loid’s colleagues, it is my job as his wife to know every one of his work “Friends”.

“Mrs. Forger, you're here?” Miss Fiona Frost asks me.

“Yes, my dear silly husband forgot his lunch. Can you believe that?” I joked with her.

“Right very silly.” She responds in a very serious tone. You see from anyone else I would think they're joking with me, but with Fiona Frost I know she’s planning to take my spot from me. Fiona aka Nightfall is another agent in our organization. She is a very skilled spy, and I would say the best, along with Loid and me. The thing is, she also has a huge crush on Loid, so when she heard I got this mission as his wife and not her. Her hatred for me turned into a deep, uncontrollable detestment.

“Could you tell me where he is?” 

“Right of course he’s… just cleaning up in his office.” Cleaning up from what? “You see, I was bringing him ice tea and spilled all over him, so he’s super… wet.” What the ever living fuck is that supposed to mean. I’m usually calm and collected, but hearing her talk like that, I wanted to pull out my pistol, which I always kept on me. “I can take his lunch for him if you like.” She tries to act innocent.

“No, I will. I want to make sure that the stain comes out, so if you could tell people not to disturb us, thank you, Miss. Frost.” With that I speed walk to his office gribbing his lunch bag I know nothing happened Fiona was just being a bitch trying to make me leave so she could swoop in and be the hero. But I can’t help the jealousy from seeping in like that iced tea.

I grab the doorknob and throw it open.

“Ahh! Y/n what are you doing here?” Loid confusingly asked me as he was buttoning up a new shirt. About four buttons still had to go, leaving his muscular, toned chest exposed. I quickly shut the door behind me.

“You uh you left your lunch at home,” I answer, trying not to look.

“I did. I could've sworn I had put it in my bag. Well, thank you anyway.” He takes the bag.

“So you had Ice tea spilled on you, huh, Twilight?” I teasefully bump his shoulder leaning against his desk. We didn’t have to worry about his office being bugged; we checked everywhere before he came, and there is also a secret passageway to HQ from here.

“Stop it, I was distracted so I didn’t have time to stop it.” I think back to what Fiona was wearing, it was a low-cut dress. Loid’s not the type of man to look down women’s dresses, right?

“What was distracting you?” I asked, looking at his stained shirt, thinking about how I was going to get the stain out, trying to protect myself from his answer.

“I was looking over tonight’s mission notes. Why?” Oh thank God.

“Oh, no reason, just curious. Well, you have your lunch. Good luck on your mission.” With that, I turned to make my leave. 

“Wait Y/n-” He calls after me. As I turn back, I trip over my own feet and have him catch me. My hand’s land on his chest and his on my waist.

“Got you.” His eyes bore into mine.

“You do.” We didn’t let go.

“Y/n, why did you lie?” Shit I forgot one his many skill’s is being able to tell lie’s even better then me.

“I thought that maybe you were looking down, Miss. Frost’s shirt.” I embarrassingly admit. He take’s my words in.

“Y/n, you know I would never do that even out of Loid Forger.” His grip tightens.

“I know it was stupid.” I can’t seem to make eye contact.

“Why would you even- Y/n do you… like me.” Fuck you know what apaertley when it come’s to the man I’ve had a crush on for year’s I turn into a blubering school girl.

“It doesn’t matter, I let my emotions get in the way of the mission. I’m sorry, I understand if you want Fiona as Mrs.For-” I suddenly feel contact on my lips and it wasn’t a fist like it usually is, it was his lips. It seems the world freezes as our kiss continues. He lets go. 

“I like you too Y/n.” I blush at his words.

“For how long?” I barely let out, my face burning up.

“Since our training days”

“That was fifteen years ago,” I stated, my heart beating even faster.

“Exactly.” I've liked him for about ten years, that means he’s liked me this whole time!

“Really!?”

“You're questioning why I like you? Okay, I’ll tell you. One, you are the most brilliant spy I have ever seen. Two, your kindness in situations where people don’t even deserve it. Three, your beauty is unremarkable. Should I go on? I have about two hundred more.” At that, my heart should have jumped out of my chest. “Also, I can add on your Jeously; it is pretty cute.”

“Jeosuly, I wasn’t jeosuly. That’s ridiculous; I am one of the top spies in the whole world.” I spewed out and we both knew I was lying again. 

“Y/n, can I kiss you again?” He tipped my head to meet his eyes with a delicate touch of his hand.

“At this point if you don’t I’ll shoot you.” He chuckles and kisses me again. Somehow he led me to his desk where my legs hit the edge. I throw my arms around his neck to bring him closer.

His lips were everything I had dreamed they would be. Soft in the middle and rough on the outer from all the hits he takes on them. Without even realising he’s tugging on mine, teeth mashing with mine. And our tongues meet in the middle, wrapping over another. I could still taste the sweet and sour lemon and sugar mixture from the iced tea. We finally let go, our breaths mixing.

“I’m going to show you why you are my wife and why I am going to marry you.” He goes to my neck. I grab his shirt, I had been intimate for my missions before, I also had meaningless sex, but I've never had it real. He lays small kisses down my neck and finally settles down a special spot. And sucks down.

“Ah fuck Loid!” I exclamied and in response he sucks harder pulling at the skin a little. He creates a bruise and licks it to soothe it.

“Do you like that Ruby Phoenix?” His voice was low, sending vibrations down to my core.

“Uh huh.” I just nodded, I was putty in his hands.

“Good.” He continues to lick and bite. Without noticing he stops.

“Why did you stop?” I wined out.

“Because it seems another part of your body needs attention.” He gets on his knees. And his hands go up to my skirt.

“Wait wait!” I grab his hands.

“We can stop, no problem.” 

“It’s not that I just no one’s gone down on me.” 

“Well then I must racticaleized that as your husband.” His fingers pull down my skirt. I al wearing tights and he has no problem to ripe those.

“Green lace panties my favorite.” My face burns again. He grabs my thigh and puts it on his shoulder.  He starts to kiss my inner thigh.

“Is that vanilla lotion?” He asks, like his face wasn’t in the middle of my lap.

“Yes it IS” He licks through the fabric up to my clit.

“Loid!” His tongue runs and up and down the slit. The fabric was now getting wet. He sucks up and latches on my clit. And gives a small tug. On this point my pussy was on fire.

“I think she’s ready for my tongue and finger, don’t you think?” I just nod and he grabs my panties and tosses them off. Tongue plunges deep into me. He starts to push in and out slowly and makes rings in me. I was a whole mess. I go to his blond locks to pull him in more. It then starts to go faster. Liquid spilled out of me and it was dribbling down his chin. He was eating me out like he was starved.

“Tastes so good.” My clit get’s light taps to drive me further over the edge. He stops again.

“Loid please!” I was about to combust if I didn't get my realsie soon. 

“I know babe I know just let me do this.” He fingers slide in. Two.

I grab his wrist, not used to the thickness. He just lets them sit there for a second for me to adjust to them. I couldnt imagine his cock.

“I’m going to start pumping them kay?” I nod and he starts pumping up. My pussy clamps over them. His fingers pet my walls, looking for a specific spot. He jams up and finds it.

“SHIT its right there Loid!” I practically screamed out. He pumps faster and faster. My pussy is slodge at this point. His other hand goes to my clit to tease it. And my hips desperately jump forward. Wanting all of it. Fingers in and out and making small rings on my clit I was about to cum.

“Loid I’m close.” At that he kisses me sweetly to hide my moan. At that pump and circle I came.

“MHH!” I squirted all over his hand and desk. We depart from each other.

“So did I perform my husband duties well?” He could be such a teasing asshole sometimes.

“I think so…” I look over the desk. “Sorry.” 

“Don’t be, there's more coming.” I seriously think I'll have a heart attack.

“Loid?”

“Yeah?”

“Be careful on your mission tonight.” With a kiss on his cheek, I cleaned myself up and left feeling like this fake marriage just became very real.

“Mama, I’m home,” Anya called out, entering our house.

“Hi Anya, I’m just making dinner!” I smiled while stirring the soup pot. “Man, I'm sure happy Loid forgot his lunch.”  

“Ah! My plan worked once again, the world is saved thanks to me.” 

I also have smut Gojo fics if you like! Valentine's Day & Work Rivals

[xxstylefntsyxx]

Female Daisuke x female reader.. PLSSSSS

MY FIRST ASK FINALLY YESSS YESS HEHEHEH OFC I WILLLLLLLLLLLLLLL AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! (The scream i did running to my phone when my tablet notified me! Thank you, Anon! ) Girlie's for the girlie's! Alright, so here are the rules! Everyone got the same name cause I'm not finna rack my brain on names my poor mind will break. And also, umm, bare with me, hehehe.......

Themes: Fluffy, I'm sorry, dark themes, comfort, love before the storm, mention of death

We fell in love in Octoberzl- thats why, I love fall

You were downstairs making some coco. It was a nice fall night, and you two were restless trying to beat each other in a game of skullgirls. You came back upstairs with two simple mugs and cookies.

"Alright, baby! Are you ready to lose again? For the second time?" You asked seductively. Daisuke turned around in her chair with a pout, "Nah, uh! I didn't lose! You quiet literally cheated!"

"How do you cheat at this game, daisuke?" You asked, tilting your head slightly. She didn't know what else to say, but she stubbornly huffed a, "Fine! Have it your way! Cheater."

You came over and set down the tray, "Well we'll just have to see about that." You got over to your respected chair, putting your headphones on.

☆hour later☆

"And that's game!" You said triumphantly. Daisuke turned around with a face of pure shock, "You are so.... so! Lucky I love you." She got up to wander over to you. You were busy setting up the next game when her hands wrapped lovingly around your shoulders.

She leaned down, kissing your neck slowly, "So~ Since you won, what's for today's agenda?"

You gave her a knowing look, "Movie, Snacks and Blankets sound good, don't they?"

"You're such a dork!- What movie are we watching?"

She snuggled close to you with her hand around your upper chest. She indulged herself in a nice boob pillow while she asked endless questions about the movie you chose.

"Okay. So quite literally why didn't the dad just I don't know, believe his son. It's a world of animals! Isn't that pretty absurd already!?" She complained.

"It's littlest, dude. I'm not gonna explain it again." You said with a goofy grin. You faked a pout when her eyes met yours. But those large brown eyes that had galaxies far beyond comprehension, they got to you. Your face faltered.

Your hands fell upon her face. Swishing her little cheeks together, making her nose scrunch. You wandered why this felt familiar...

"You need to be held responsible for your crimes against me! Not tell me stuff! Hmmph!"

Oh....

Right, because you weren't at home. You were on a ship that had crashed with dangerous individuals. You two weren't hugging and laying around the house. You were holding her hand like a baby, trying to fix what was broken.

"DAI! PLEASE STAY CALM! I- I PROMISE YOU'LL BE ALRIGHT!" She looked so peaceful before. You hated when she cried. She sniffled and whined, pain set deep in her shoulder. She couldn't move much, occasionally shifting from the pain that struck her.

Stupid Jimmy, making her climb through that vent. She just wanted to help - she just wanted for Anya to be alright. Alright? No, everything was not alright!

Jimmy stood their like an idiot. Shaking with wide eyes filled with those fake crocodile tears. You were quick on your feet. Storming towards him in malice. His face didn't change when you grabbed his shirt.

You hit him once, twice, one more time before you screeched, "What did you do! What did you do to her!? Look what you've done! Look what you've DONE! YOU CAN'T FIX IT JIMMY! YOU NEVER FIX IT! YOU JEVER FIX ANYTHING! YOU WORTHLESS SACK OF HORSESHIT!"

"I can fix it!" He babbled like a baby, but you weren't having it. Your fists were raw, raining down on Jimmy with intent to kill at this point.

"You can't FIX ANYTHING! YOU'RE A FUCKING DISCRACE! YOU NEVER WANNA TAKE RESPONSIBILITY! AND NOW DAISUKE! She's-"

Shing-!

"Won't have to suffer this way no longer..." Swansea's voice broke the cries and hits from the two of you. He sat on his knees, axe in hand staring down daisukes shaking form.

"Closer your eyes, daisuke." He commanded with a rather soft voice. Shoving Jimmy aside, your hands flung to cover her body. "Swansea, no! There has to be another way! You can't-!"

"Look at her. Tell me if this is what you want? You want to be selfish and put her through pain like she's curly!? Do you think I wanna do this!? No! The answers, no! I don't want to do this Y/N! But goddammit-!" His voice elevated, but the cry of poor daisuke made his voice lower.

Your eyes shot to her, soft, scared face. Stained with a permanent expression of pain. But her eyes slowly followed up your face. Both of you shared a moment, her soft eyes tears spilling from them.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!" You confessed profusely, you grabbed her hand, "We were supposed to get married, remember? Live off in a house where the ocean is a sea of crystals."

Her whines lowered slowly. Her shuffling came slow but still rather shakey. Your eyes couldn't stop-you hated this. Why you two? You two hadn't done anything wrong to Jimmy. It wasn't fair he could do this and get away.

You smiled softly, "You are my best friend, my lover. I promise I'll find you in our next life. And, we will do it all over again. This time, we won't be here. We'll live exactly like we asked, too." You kissed her forhead.

Her body convulsed into another traumatic tremble. Swansea grunted, holding the axe above his head. You couldn't watch. This was a nightmare, and you wanted it to end.

Her cries made you sick, but you bared it. Holding her soft manicured hand in yours. The blood made it sticky, and the feeling made yours run cold.

"Useless waste of sunshine. Just trying to do as your told." He said with a knot in his throat. His eyes averted from hers, "I'm sorry I couldn't be there to do my part. I'm sorry this had to happen to you."

Her last breath sounded like words in your ears. "Lo-ve-! Yo-!" Her hand once gripping yours with blood running through it. Slowly, slowly sitting to release that familiar grip. Your eyes went wide, and you sobbed. You were screaming into the air profanities and woah's. Bawling up on yourself, Swansea dropped his shoulders. His breath came quickly, looking st the floor on his hands.

Jimmy stood up, shaking with his hands in front of his chest fumbling. He left quickly through the exit to the west wing. Swansea didn't let him get away easily. He grabbed the axe, wincing when her face slid with it. He wanted to break down- but not before he ended the man who murdered his kid.

There was only one thing you could do. Sit down and just cry. Cry because you lost her. Cry because someone who everyone thought was trustable took away lives of the good. All because he was a sick individual. Vile, with heinous thoughts.

You started reminiscing. On those good days to soothe you. Holding yourself next to her, you laid down quietly. You closed your eyes, listening to the vibrations underneath the metal floors. You found her hand again.

Yours shook, grabbing it to interlock your fingers. Humming that song that she loved while her body lay still. You were trying to soothe yourself some more. Dreaming off a life you could've had.

BANG!

Oh, how you wished this hell was over. So you couod return to your perfect little daisuke. Sitting happily on the bed while she blavbed about some meta game, you would play with her for a chance, even if you didn't know much about it.

Her smile, her laugh. You await your turn. This ride of hell was tireding. You just wanted to go home.

"In another life."

In another life- I will be your girl

[pulgarcito-perro]

I'm sorry to dissappoint you if you have notifications on for this blog.

I'm going to be honest for a bit, and this might get a little personal. It concerns the future of the blog.

TW // mental health talk

Very recently I went through quite a bad fever induced PTSD episode. (Healthwise I'm fine now.)

In a lot of ways I enjoy drawing Jimmy. I enjoy his writing and character. I think he can be quite funny in fanon. But I've never been able to like him. I'm not one of those people who can confidently say "I love Jimmy," y'know.

Simply put: I am unfathomably disgusted with myself for glorifying this rapist character.

Drawing stuff that focuses on him, drawing him in fluffy, happy situations. All of that just fills me with disgust at myself now, because I know how Anya feels.

And that's the thing, nobody feels anything! These characters are not real. I know that I'm being irrational yet I really can't help myself.

I am quite sure that these feelings will pass. They usually do. Besides, I feel like I'm in a little too deep to back out now.

But just in case I disappear and never come back, this blog will stay archived, just so you know.

Feel free to leave any insight you might have down below. Actually, please do so. I am in desperate need for different perspectives right now.

But please, keep the comments nice. Thank you.

[th3cadav3r]

I was thinking maybe like an aftercare fic with Anya X Male/gn reader? Something like that? I don't have many specifics, but something like that, really. I just want some fluffy aftercare tbh.

After Everything

Anya X GN Reader—Aftercare

summary: a sweet little moment between you and Anya

content: gender neutral reader, aftercare, allusions to sex, kissing, fluff

author’s note: sorry it’s a little short but I hope it’s what you wanted!

You’re both covered in sweat, panting heavily in each other’s arms. You are absolutely exhausted and you know that Anya must be too. Six rounds of nonstop passion would tucker anyone out, that’s for sure

You’re laying on top of her, not allowing yourself to fully relax in fear of crushing her under your weight. Anya’s arms are still wrapped around your neck and her legs remain locked around your waist. Your chest is pressed up against hers so much so that you could feel her racing heart start to slow down as she calmed down from her high

“You were incredible”

Anya is the first to speak, whispering praise into your ear. You lift your head up high enough for you to stare down at her. Her gorgeous face is completely red from the intensity of your recent activities. You lean down and kiss her forehead

“so were you”

You roll over to lay beside her and pull up the sheets to cover you both. The sheets are cold, perfect to offset the combined warmth that’s emanating from both of your weary bodies. She turns to her side to face you, prompting you to bring your arm up to pull her in closer

“We should probably go wash up before we get too comfortable,”she suggests

Eh, she’s probably right. But goddamn you’re so comfortable right now. Your grasp on her remains firm

“Later,”you respond. “I wanna stay like this for a bit first”

Anya smirks and shakes her head playfully

“I knew you were gonna say that,”she responds with a chuckle. “But if we accidentally fall asleep I swear to God—”

“We won’t, we won’t,”you reassure. You caress her face and press a kiss to her lips. It’s a chaste kiss, yet it still bares all of the love and passion that you feel for her. There’s nowhere else that you’d rather be than your dimly lit shared bedroom, comfortably pressed against the naked body of the love of your life

Despite your best efforts, you both still ended up falling sound asleep only a few minutes later. No doubt you’ll be scolded tomorrow, but at least it would’ve been worth it

[dreamingunderacloudysky]

This is a little specific but could i request some fluffy sfw romantic headcanons for recovered/rescued Curly? I see a lot of interpretations and I crush so hard on him, especially ladonb.kokosa’s version on tiktok, but there aren’t a lot of fics where he’s not previously married to the reader.

So I’d really appreciate first-time-meeting(?) and gn reader for him if it’s not too much. Ty <3

Ofc! Can't promise how much you'll like it but here hun enjoy ☁️

First Introduction HCs | Curly

You are an astronomer working for Pony Express, and you've received an order to go on a several hundred-day venture on the Tulpar.

You still have a couple of weeks before being required to board the vessel, but you still need to meet the captain of the ship, Captain Curly. Questions was where to find him.

With your occupation, you resided in your astral observatory, takes notes of anomalies that could jeopardize Pony Express' transits across space on late night shifts.

A knock at your door nearly sends you off your stool and into a table laden with star charts. At the door is the captain, who looks like he has a spiel ready on the tongue but immediately loses any semblance of script when his cerulean eyes dust across you.

Anya speech you had prepared also seems to die as you take in his broad shoulders, his messy blonde hair, and his strange but charming sideburns.

Curly seems to break out of his stupor and offers his hand "Hey sorry, it's not often I see an astronomer who looks better than the stars themselves" Curly lends you an awkward smile but even that in itself sends a wave of warmth across your face.

You shake his hand, and instead of letting go right away, you drag him into your observatory. "The pleasure is mine Captain, now that introductions are in order, would you like to take a peek at the voyage route I have planned for the Tulpar?"

What should've been a small discussion on strategy turned into letting Curly use the massive telescope and explaining Pluto's moon, Xena, or the concept of redshift. Curly loved every minute of it and how you animatedly went about various theories and proceeded to show him your sketch book of the constellations.

Eventually, this became a weekly Curly ordering pizza, and bringing it up to you on the late nights, he decided to visit you, insisting he had to "Take good care of his crew." But the two of you knew this was quickly growing into something more.

On the night before the voyage, you had your bags packed up and ready to go, and Curly, waiting at the door wanted to say his goodnight before he left to sleep for the night.

As you approached, he seemed slightly nervous, but meeting your gaze, he seemed straight up. "You know, I need a co-pilot too? If you're up to the position? I could use some one of your er... expertise?" You already knew why he wanted you as captain; the two of you have been hitting it off for a couple of weeks, but you lean on your toes to gently kiss his cheek. "Of course, captain, I'd be honored to" his hand slides down your shoulder and takes one of your hands in his and presses something metallic into it before curling your fingers around it, laying a kiss to the back of your knuckles "Then see you tomorrow partner" his hand leaves yours, grabbing the door, he winks before sliding the door shut

Looking down, you open your hand to see a music box with the solar system etched into the lid of the box

[verafics]

🦩🪸 | 𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐩. 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐭!, 𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐚.𝐱𝐨.

𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐣𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐛𝐡.

Why is loid forger so hot and why would he actually smell so good?, i feel like he’d wear something Tom Ford, leather?, Ombré Leather? Definitely.

As much as this man is a good cooker he’s even better at baking.

Whenever you feel down he appears suddenly holding a plate full of your favorite desserts, it’s kind of the same as these videos that be like: “it’s my gfs time of the month so I’m baking her something to make her feel better.” Yeah that’s loid right there.

Also one of his main love languages is acts of service obviously, you can’t convince me otherwise.

Maybe physical touch too?.

yes yes yes, though it’ll take him a bit of time to feel comfortable enough around you.

i feel like being touchy with anyone is something vulnerable to him, since most of the people who may lay their hands on him just really wants to kill him -most of the times imo-.

So him letting you hug him, lay his head on your lap, or just stroke his fluffy locks in a moment where he lets his guard down means the world to him.

Your gentle touch means the world to him, in a world that always treated him harshly.

He adores your faint little hums too, don’t even get me started but when both of you are standing in the kitchen together doing the dishes late in the night and maybe even after anya falls asleep, your little mumbles under your breath calms him.

He doesn’t really care about the song your humming, nor the way you may not even know it’s full lyrics, it’s your tone, something about your voice and how soft it is -reminds him of his mother-.

It’s really soothing to him, even when he finally decides to go to sleep, he keeps repeating it in his head like a mantra until he falls in a deep slumber.

Loid suffers from nightmares, bad ones really, and why do i imagine him waking up in the middle of the night, -drenched in sweat and breathing rapidly-, making his way towards the end of the hallway where your room is, where he sits on the ground, and where he rests his back on the wall that separates your rooms, just so that he can feel your presence.

He would just stay there for a bit with his own thoughts, trying to forget about what he saw in his dreams, until he relaxes again and then he’d go to check on Anya before returning to his own bed.

This man, This man is just so ughhhh, we know that he’s so soft with Anya his sweet little munchkin, but imagine after he gets really mad at her, and she cries the heartbreak he feels is on another level.

We know that he hates it when children cry, imagine how he devastated he would be when Anya cries, and she isn’t just any child, she means a-lot to him, and i think that he really feels so so guilty whenever he upsets her.

[fox-guardian]

Exploding like Anti-Curly right now because they're all so cool?????? WoWwowooOwwow!!!!!!!! Thank you for this bountiful visual meal; this feels like being treated to a 12-tier wedding cake where each tier's a new flavor!!!!!!! The alterations you made for everyone are both grounded and interesting, and they're just sooooo *blowing them up* May I gush about them a bit? (It might get a little long, I'm so sorry)

Anti!Curly and Anti!Jimmy being decked to the nines but in entirely different directions is such a cool detail; I'd keep going back to look at them and find additions I missed before! Jimmy's shoe doodles with hearts, cats, and horse shoes, the green/pink colored seams, and all the scars on his face... Are those Monster tab earrings too? And Curly's uniform having so, SO many PE emblems everywhere, the sharpness of his clothing, and how deep and jagged his cleft chin is... And the gun being on him at all times, oh boy...

Anti!Anya's morose and gloomy appearance with her sharp, manicured talons... She's so ravencore... I love that both her glasses and bangs are squarish in appearance- it makes me feel like she cuts her own hair and that she's kept the same glasses for years. Another detail I really like is that the design of each Anya's sweater goes in a different direction, not just color-wise but also with the lines! OG!Anya with rounded lines and white to show her openness, and Anti!Anya's with straight lines and black to represent how closed off she is. "Relaxed Mode" Croc wearer spotted!!

Anti!Daisuke and Anti!Swansea... they're so Smooth!! Dai's got no dye, Swans keeps his shirt buttoned, and neither of them have a hair out of place. I love how their designs are outwardly more unassuming, because it makes the unappealing parts of their personalities all the more surprising! What do you mean that the guy with a fluffy cardigan and nervous expression is spiteful and he'd trip me in the hall? What do you mean that the older fella with a cherubic expression would watch me touch live wire with a smile? It plays with expectations and, like with Jimmy and Curly, they complement each other well! It's also neat how OG!Daisuke and OG!Swansea's Anti counterparts swap shoe expectations with each other too. OG!Daisuke and Anti!Swansea's shoes look like they'd fit a hazardous work environment way better than Anti!Daisuke and OG!Swansea's!

Oughh they're all so great, thank you again for posting them!!!!!! One question before I go though: Which design do you like the most and why?

first of all WAAAA IM GLAD YOU LIKE THEM SO MUCH <3 seeing this massive wall in my inbox was such a delight omg

And as far as which one I like most: ANTI-JIMMYYYY <3<3<3<3 he makes me So Happy and I love drawing him.

Jimmy and Curly both ended up victims of my "but it needs.... MORE" tendencies, hence the sheer amount of PE logos and metal detailing on curly, and the patches and whatnot on jimmy. I'm very pleased with both designs but I am so very biased towards Jimmy's since I mayyyy or may not have projected a bit with the soda tab accessories alddlasks. Also I gave him a ponytail and that is my Weakness. AND GREEN AND PINK IS JUST A GOOD COLOR COMBO I love it sm. I love him. I'm in the middle of drawing him again rn

[postcrashcurly]

I think I never asked but... what's your favorite aspect in curly with anya? Personally I like the way their personalities... just feel right together

I think their personalities flow well together too, but what attracted me to them as a couple was more influenced by potential for canon compliant angst.

One of the scenarios I parse through in my head is that Curly and Anya were in an secret relationship when things happened with Jimmy, making Curly's betrayal even more impactful. It adds more layers to the story for me to tinker around with.

But, that aside, I like that it's cute and fluffy. I like how the fandom portrays them together. It's just... cozy.

[wwwildberries]

Sleepy scoldings

Captain Curly X GN!Reader

Pre-crash Curly AU

Summary : You've been getting no rest for a while, and Curly confronts you about it.

You can make yourself/reader in a relationship with him if you want! I wanted to make this fic cheesy and fluffy, but ended up making it not dating related at all.. (if that made sense)

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 : 𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒆

╭────── · · ★ · · ──────╮

The ship was quiet, only the sound of its engine, rumbling, filling up every corner in the ship. Everyone were already their own quarters, getting ready to rest for their next "exhausting" day.

Except for you. You've been getting sleepless rests lately, and the only way to actually get you tired enough to fall asleep was by zoning out in the lounge area while staring into the nighttime window screen that they had.

You tossed and turned in your bed with frustration, trying to fall asleep, but nothing seemed to work. So you eventually got out of your quarters and made your way to the lounge area. You can already see the light that the nighttime window screen is illuminating, but you also saw someone sitting on the couch, alone, is probably deep in thought.

You quietly approached the figure, a soft and small smile creeping onto your face as you realized who it was.

Curly turned his head around as he heard soft footsteps coming towards his direction. He raised an eyebrow at you, following your movements as you sat down beside him closely.

"Hey, what are you up to?" You asked softly as you turned your head to look at him while clasping your hands on your knees.

"Just... thinking. What are you up to?" He casually threw your own question back at you.

You gave him a shrug before actually replying, "Couldn't sleep.. like usual." You replied with a small chuckle.

He let out an understanding hum before looking back at the window screen with a sigh. "You've been more restless than I am. Well, at least from what I've seen." He paused for a moment before continuing,

"You can't turn this into a habit, [name]. You know, as your captain, I need to make sure you're nice and healthy too, not only Anya that's responsible for the other crews' health." He finished, his tone filled with slight annoyance and emphaty.

You quietly fidget with your jumpsuit as you listened to his lecture before swallowing nervously after he's done. "Sorry, Captain, but it's not really what I want.. is it? I swear, I've been trying to get some more rest, but nothing seems to work! Do you think I like the look of these eyebags on me?" You huffed out.

"Perhaps you do..." He muttered as he crossed his arms against his chest before turning his head to yours once more and continued, "Do you have anything that has been keeping you awake? Thoughts? Nightmares?"

You shook your head in response, "No.. nothing. I just can't fall asleep. I don't know why." You mumbled.

"Well, if there's anything that's blocking you from your slumber, just tell me, alright? I don't want you passing out from your lack of rest... we don't want you passing out." His tone stern and soft at the same time, but mostly just stern. He was not happy with this situation, after all.

You sighed, nodding in understatement. You watched him get up with an exhausted look on his face before looking down at you, giving you a small, sleepy smile.

"Well, I got tired just right after we started talking.. I should be thanking you for that." He chuckles before adding,"Have a good night, [name].. and oh, go.. to.. sleep. Understood?" He said with all his seriousness.

You stared up at him and quickly nodded to his sentences again. "Yes, Captain! I will! I understand and have a good sleep, too..."

"Thank you, I will.. I hope." He chuckled to himself again before walking away to his own quarters.

You watched him left with slight disappointment. You were hoping for a soft banter with him instead of getting scolded. You sat there for a while, alone before getting up and going back to your quarters, hoping you could finally get some sleep after what Curly just had told you.

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Ok guys the first thing I want to clarify is that THE ART UP THERE IS NOT MINE!! (idk what the creator's name is..)

And I think I ate this up [proud] I finished this at 3am and btw I have a project that I was supposed to do a week ago that's due in 2nd Dec but I haven't even started anything yet.. ALSO I CANT BELIEVE I FINISHED ALL THIS IN ONE DAY!!! That's so unlikely of me, heh.. I'm so cool.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!

[dilutedyellow]

Obligatory Beach Episode (Mouthwashing)

Warning: Mouthwashing (game) spoilers

A/N: Wanted to write a fluffy fic of the Mouthwashing cast at the beach, but I probably would’t finish it if I tried to flesh it out. If I do, I’ll probably post it here and on AO3. This originally started off as a comic idea so I might draw some of the scenes later.

Curly and Jimmy are separate because I originally didn’t want to include them at all. I love Curly, but I think the crew deserves a respite from those two. Jimmy gets punished for even showing up because I really didn’t want him here.

I have more fanfic ideas so let me know if you’d prefer this style or would rather wait for a fleshed out fic/comic.

Unimportant but I had Hawai’i local Daisuke in mind when writing this.

Actual Story:

Tulpar crew goes to the beach

A non-shitty corporate vacation? Must’ve been a mix up, someone’s getting fired

Takes place before events of the game or in a different universe

Swansea

Drinks a mocktail while lounging on a chair under an umbrella

Complains the mocktail isn’t alcoholic

“At least it tastes better than that mouthwash”

Anya

Doesn’t take off the sunguard (also has a hat)

Only dips feet into the water, highest she gets is up to her knees

Finds a tide pool, helps some fish back into the water

Stays longer to watch the night sky

Daisuke

Goes surfing/bodyboarding

Shell necklace

Gets everyone to wear floral print

Wants to be buried/burry someone in the sand

Makes a sandcastle

The sunset looks like the one on the Tulpar

+Jimmy & Curly

Curly

Tries to get Jimmy to put on sunscreen

Jimmy thinks he’s being too pushy

Jimmy doesn’t listen, gets sunburnt

(Gently) scolds Daisuke and gets called captain

“Yes, Captain”

Is flustered, trying to say he’s not their captain when they’re “off work”

No one believes him

Everyone calls him captain more

Checks on Anya when she’s looking at the stars

Grills some meat for the crew (allusion to being eaten, provides sustenance no matter what, self sacrifice)

Asks Jimmy for help in an attempt at making up with him (for pissing him off over offering the sunscreen)

“Come on Co-Captain, we’re a team, right?”

[st0r-fruit]

I love Tatsuya Endo sm.

Props to the one in charge of the music in season 1 part 1 like. What a genius choice to choose Comedy by Gen Hoshino as the intro because WOW.

At first like, you may think it's just a brilliant choice of music BUT NO. NOOOO. it's more than that, perchance. Mayhaps.

We all know spy x family as the perfect fake family, and we all just know they're gonna end up as one right? Coincidentally, Comedy by Gen Hoshino is also about FOUND FAMILY. Literally expressing how they came from a rough background, feeling alone, and realizing that THEY have to build a place for them to belong. ("They" as in like gen hashino on in the music video)

and that's EXACTLY what spy x family is. Loid come from war backgrounds, Yor was little when her parents weren't there and she had to take care of Yuri and herself, Anya having being experimented and not treated like human. And they all HAVE to pretend. They come from rough backgrounds, and they met each other (Loid -> <- Anya -> Yor) and they SLOWLY build this relationship that is soft, warm and loving, even those they deemed it as "pretending." (Which it's not, we all know lmao).

And in the near end video, Gen Hoshino and the fluffy monsters hangs out alot, coming as a family, doing fun things together. The lyrics says in english:

Shall we search for eternity?

Wanna live for as long as we can?

No matter what happens in the future

I’ll want to talk to you about it

Forever and ever

In these days we shared

In a comedy with you

Rolling around in laughter

We'll keep on with our ridiculous everyday life

LIKE UHH. There has to be a reason that Tatsuya Endo accepts this as the season 1 outro right. This is so Spy x family coded song. I THINK THEY'RE GONNA BE A REAL FAMILY, THEY HAVE TO. THEY'RE GOING TO REALIZE THEY NEED EACH OTHER AND LOVE EACH OTHER. I THINK SENSEI ENDO HAS IT ALL PLANNED-

THE "No matter what happens in the future, i want to talk to you about it, forever and ever." THEY'RE GONNA HAVE THEIR TRUE IDENTITIES REVEALED AND THEY'RE GOING TO ACCEPT EACH OTHER FULLY. THEY'RE GOING TO CONTINUE THIS RIDICULOUS LITTLE LIFE THEY HAVE BUT THIS TIME, IT'S REAL, IT'S MORE FEELINGS, IT'S TRUE AND THEY KNOW IT. TATSUYA ENDO DID YOU PLAN THIS. YOU BETTER.

I SWEAR TO GOD IF THE FINALE SEASON OF SPY X FAMILY ISN'T THEM BECOMING A TRUE FAMILY AFTER SO LONG WITH THE OUTRO OF THEM HAVING NEW MEMORIES WITH COMEDY BY GEN HOSHINO BUT REPRISED I WILL RIOT. i might be going too deep for this but i really hope it's what's gonna happen.

[sweetness-pop]

Imagine when Anya is around 9 or 10, she becomes a big sister after the birth of her little brother. Loid and Yor's son has bicolored hair that was blonde on top while black on the bottom. He also has heterochromia eyes because his right eye is red and left eye is blue. Perfect combination of his spy papa and assassin mama. Even though she's adopted, it doesn't matter. Loid and Yor will, of course, always love Anya as their own even after having their biological son. Even though she won't be an only child anymore, at least she'll always be their only daughter. They will love and treat their children equally. The TwiYor baby boy could be born 4 or 5 years after the SxF plot. Loid and Yor would name their son......Axl. His name is of Scandinavian origin, derived from Axel, and it means "Father of Peace". Peace the true, desired mission of the Forgers. Axl Forger. You know how the names of Loid, Anya, and pet dog Bond all have 4 letters in their names? Well, how about if Yor and Axl were to be the two Forgers to have names with 3 letters. Plus, Loid and Yor would love to give their second child a name starting with and A like his Anya-Onee-Chan. This could also prove how much they love their daughter very much as they give her newborn brother a name with a matching letter. Just like the Briar siblings: Yor (older sister) & Yuri (younger brother), and Desmond brothers: Demetrius (first son) & Damian (second son). Therefore, the upcoming Forger siblings: Anya the big sis and Axl the lil bro. And imagine seeing a very upcoming precious family photo of Loid and Yor with their two children: tween (you know, preteen) Anya and baby Axl, and big, white & fluffy Great Pyrenees Bond. All 5 members of the Forger family together!

👨‍👩‍👧👶🐕

[m0uthw4sh1ng]

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire||

-> Jimcurly mention!

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The fire flickered in the fireplace as the happy subtle Christmas music sang through the houses wooden halls. How did they get here? He couldn't explain it himself but to be surrounded by all of his friends was a dream come true. He spent the entire morning decorating and cooking and baking. Anya had woken up at 5:00am to go to her shift at the hospital that morning and she waved him goodbye as she left. The next one to get up was Swansea at 7:00am to help him cook and clean for the party. While Swansea cleaned he had started mixing up foods for their dinner and the sides. Next up was Daisuke who had gotten up to the smell of pancakes and eggs. Rolling out of bed and sleepily walking towards the kitchen as Swansea set the table. Finally, Jimmy had awoken once it hit noon and he sleepily walked into the kitchen. The blond who had been making a bunch of feastable food turned to the brunette as he giggled.

“Morning sleepy head!” He giggled as he called to the brunette. Jimmy side eyed him as he angrily grabbed a mug of coffee.

“Morning” the grumpy man mumbled as he sipped his morning coffee. The blond smiled before handing him a plate of pancakes.

“Thanks, dork.” Jimmy grabbed the plate as he hobbled to the kitchen table. The blond smiled softly as he grabbed his own plate and started to eat his food.

The silence between them was Sharp but sweet. Jimmy scarfed down his food and chugged his coffee as the blond had stared at him through his fluffy hair.

“What have you been doing all morning?” Jimmy had asked him as he was mid-bite. He quickly chewed before responding with a soft hum.

“I’ve been preparing the house and the decorations!! Plus I made breakfast!!” He happily explained as his fingers tapped the table nervously, feeling the harsh stare of his friend.

“Obviously you did stupid,” Jimmy rolled his eyes and curly felt himself hide from that gaze. Embarrassment Filled his body.

“R-Right, i'm also letting the meat soak and marinate and I’ll cook it at about 5-6 for dinner!” He happily cheered and Jimmy just stared.

“Why do you care so much? It’s just Christmas.” Jimmy crossed his arms over his puffed out chest.

“I don’t know… I just do…” the blond awkwardly spoke. Jimmy shrugged before walking away from the blond and residing on the couch.

Usually Curly works but because he got promoted he’s allowed to take holiday time. So for the past week he’s been anxiously stewing in pre-Christmas Jitters. He’s already baked an army’s worth of cookies.

He doesn’t typically get this anxious about festive times, however, with this being the first Christmas of him spending time with friends rather than sitting at home drinking, well let’s just say he’s excited! Hes not the drinking type but he couldn’t help but drink during lonely events that none of his friends went to. So now that they have to spend Christmas with him, it’s a dream come true!

Maybe it was the smell of gingerbread or maybe the smell of fire but he truly felt at rest in that moment. Besides, he was also looking forward to their gift exchange!! He couldn’t help but wonder who got him and what they had gotten him! But, he was also nervous! Mainly because he got Anya for the secret Santa! And he does not know anything about women… not that he’s never talked to women but he’s never really been friends with women. So figuring out what she’d like has been quite the struggle.

Hes done some research, mind that “research” being Google articles he happened to find, it said perfume or necklaces are what the typical woman likes. Since he’s never really been friends with a woman before, he can’t confirm nor deny the accuracy.

He ended up purchasing a beautiful pearl necklace that he thought she’d enjoy. So he wrapped the gift up and placed it under the green evergreen tree that was strung in lights and decorated with ornaments.

Eventually, dinner rolled around. Anya had arrived home from her shift at 5pm, exhausted but happy. Swansea and Daisuke set up the table while Jimmy was in the kitchen plating all the food with the blond.

“You made too much,” Jimmy stated blatantly.

“I did not… did I?” He asked in response and got a nod in agreement.

“There’s only five of us, did you need to make enough for an army?” Jimmy asked and Curly shrunk in on himself.

“I-I’m sorry I was just excited…” curly apologized but Jimmy just shook his head.

“You should be.” Jimmy spoke with a scoff as he grabbed a plate and brought it to the table, leaving the blond alone in the kitchen. He gulped before shakily grabbing the last plate of food.

Dinner was nice, everyone ate peacefully, however, the gift giving after was interesting. First The blond gave Anya her necklace! Then, Anya gave Swansea the puzzle, then Swansea gave Daisuke a game boy with a few games, then Daisuke gave Jimmy and drawing and a cute handmade pony toy, and finally, Jimmy gave him a letter. He opened it happily to read a few simple words,

“I know I pick on you, make fun of you, make you feel bad about yourself. But, I genuinely believe you are my best friend. I love you curly, I really do.

Thank you for always being there for me, ever since we were stupid kids.

-love, Jimmy”

His heart softened as he smiled at the note, a tear falling from his eye. He looked towards Jimmy with a smile.

“Jimmy, this is the best thing you could’ve ever given me, thank you.” He instinctively hugged Jimmy who awkwardly hugged back.

“Yeah…” Jimmy groaned before pulling away.

It was all sweet, they watched Christmas movies as they sat on the couch. Anya curled into a ball under a blanket, Swansea and Daisuke sat on the floor while him and Jimmy were sitting next to eachother huddled under a blanket.

Maybe it was the way Jimmy held his hand awkwardly under the blanket that made the movie much less interesting.

They caught eyes and he smiled. Mouthing the words “I love you too.”

The silence he was brought with made his anxiety raise before completely disappearing as soon as he saw the slight tug of Jimmys lips. Silently forming the words “I know.”