#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

[butuhaventseenmyman]

Girl dad Curly but like you were on the original crew but you had to go on maternity leave so u got replaced by Daisuke and then when they all get back (everythings fine alright the crash never happened) and he gets to see his baby girl and it's just cute fluffy yk? It's been on my brain for the past like 5 days dude

ohhh i LOVE Curly being a girl dadddd

my first sfw writing lmao

(btw i always envision Grant & reader + babies living in Montana- his birth state- since he loves winter sports and winter is his fav season canonically)

Curly missed you. So, so bad.

he was so happy that he could have you on the ship for most of your pregnancy, but the two of you knew it would be best for you if you left right before giving birth. as much as Curly wanted to be there, he knew it would be the safest at home, where you felt comfortable. the Tulpar was no place for giving birth.

so, another person was brought in to replace you- Daisuke. you'd met him before the crew left, let him feel your bump. he was really sweet, and you were glad your captain was in good hands.

Curly, unfortunately, couldn't make it to the birth because he was stuck at work for the next 3-month haul (he was lucky it was short).

you, of course, gave birth in the hospital to a healthy, beautiful baby girl. Curly was so sad he couldn't be with you, and he also had no idea how you were doing or if the birth even went well.

he tried to distract himself by being busy on the ship. you were also grateful that the baby was so needy, because it helped you forget about your postpartum depression and missing your husband- at least, for a little bit.

you rocked her and showed her pictures of her daddy, played pre-recorded videos of him singing and playing guitar as she fell asleep. he would cry in his quarters every few nights when the homesickness got too much, and Anya, Daisuke, and Swansea would take turns talking to him and making him feel better.

in this case, 3 months was a really long time.

but finally, that day came where the crew completed their delivery and were able to come home. you bundled your baby girl up and put her in her car seat, making sure her stroller was secure in the trunk before making the drive to the landing site.

Curly's mom came with you, just to make sure you were okay. you took turns driving, and she did most of it to let you rest.

thankfully, it was only a few hours away, so you weren't too tired by the time you got there. you buttoned up your jacket and the two of you made the walk to the waiting area a safe distance away.

that was where you met Daisuke's parents and Swansea's wife and one of his sons. you showed them your baby and introduced yourself as the captain's wife and, fuck if that didn't turn you on just saying it.

the seven of you watched the ship land together. actually, you didn't watch much of it- you were more focused on the look of pure wonder in your baby's eyes. even if she didn't remember it when she was older, she was about to meet her father for the first time.

people helped the tired crew adjust as they exited the ship. Curly always let his crew go first- you bit your lip at the suspense that caused the three of you.

and when he finally emerged...you remembered what you had been waiting for all your life.

he didn't even glance at the assistants as he ran towards you, his eyes on his beautiful baby. he embraced you first, kissing you passionately and wrapping his arms around you. you were both teary as he assessed you and your body. "how was the birth? no complications? she's alright?"

he kissed you again before hugging his mother, sobbing like the child he used to be in her presence. he broke down and she comforted him like only his mother could.

once he had calmed down a little, Grant took a look at the pride and joy he had helped to create with you. she had your eyes with a few tiny wisps of curly hair. he fell to his knees and pressed his lips to her delicate, tiny little forehead.

he went around and showed her to everyone- his crew and his crew's family. Anya, Daisuke, and Swansea loved her almost as much as you two did. you all talked about her and your lives for a while before it started to get closer to sunset.

everyone said goodbye, a farewell until the next haul, and headed home. Grant's mom offered to get the car started and allow you two a moment alone.

he bounced the new love of his life and tickled her, watching her toothless giggle.

and as he embraced you and his beautiful new daughter, he knew he'd always strive to protect the two things in his life most worth fighting for- and you also knew that you'd be your strongest when you had the man that was the most worth waiting for.

a/n: so sorry chat (and especially you Sage my love <3) i had this in the drafts for a while and just finished it up tonight- hope you like it!!!

[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.

[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.

[sapphistically]

stealing kisses

read on ao3 | masterlist/s

description: you and buffy end up sleeping in the same bed and sharing not one, but two kisses.

relationship: buffy summers & fem!reader

a/n: anyways so reader is kinda a part of the while gang, we have Xander x Anya mentioned and Willow x Tara mentioned! Not sure if I ever implied the reader in female, though that was in my mind when writing this.

wc: 1,174

You and the gang haven’t been that close lately, everyone was busy with their own stuff, so Buffy eventually decided to take matters into her own hands and with some help from Willow, they threw a sleepover at Buffy’s house.

All was well, until it was time to go to sleep, Tara and Willow took their bedroom, Dawn slept in her room, Xander and Anya took the living room and you were left with no place to sleep in. Heading back home was a dumb idea considering how late it was and the fact that you drank a beer or two and the alcohol has not left your system.

The alcohol was what probably caused Buffy’s suggestion, you felt sober immediately when you heard her proposition, but you agreed, as there was really no point in fighting and there was no other solution.

There you were, in her room, which you’ve seen many times, still now it felt… different. You changed into your pyjamas, a pair of shorts and a bra, as it was hot outside. Buffy walked in, her hair down, to her shoulders, her face now clean, with no makeup on. She was already in her pyjamas, which were adorable, it was a matching light pink, pastel like set.

“I swear there was an extra mattress.” She grunted as she sat down on the bed, clearly upset as she cane back empty handed.

“It’s okay…”

Was it really though? Where would you sleep, in her bed? Not that you’d complain…

“No, it’s not, this whole night it’s just— not right.” She covered her face with her hands as she sat there, so distraught, you truly wished you could do anything to help her out, but you had no idea how.

You sat next to her, her sheets were fluffy, the mattress slightly bending below when you sat, you placed your hand on Buffy’s back as you gently rubbed it, the silk material of her pyjamas sending a shiver down your spine.

“I can just, take the floor,” you smiled lightly at her, you really didn’t mind, as long as you didn’t have to share a room with either of the couples, especially Xander and Anya, “All I need is a blanket, really.” You tried to be more reassuring, your voice definitely played the part, the smile on your face making it sound more cheerful.

“No… Maybe I take the floor, you’re the guest.”

She looked at you, moving her hands down to her knees as she let out a long sight, your eyes scanned her face, her skin was so smooth, there were light blueish eye bags under her eyes, her lips moved into a thin line.

You just sat there for a moment, her staring at you, you staring at her, a sudden knock on the door caught you by surprise, you immediately jumped up and away from Buffy, who got up to open the door.

“Hey, we just.. wanted to say goodnight…” You heard Willow on the other side of the door, Buffy replied with a simple goodnight and after so did you.

After a good minute of debating back and forth it was settled, you were to sleep together, Buffy was the host and obviously was tired, so she deserved to sleep in her own bed.

You were a guest, Buffy thought it was wrong to make you sleep on the floor, especially on the cold wood with no mattress underneath.

You settled in the bed and once Buffy got in it, a shiver went down your spine, your heart immediately sped up, especially when her leg brushed against yours. You felt a pang in your heart when she moved it away with a whisper, “Sorry”.

She turned the light off and you turned your back to her.

You faced the window, your eyes traced the tree outside of it.

You tried to close your eyes, to count sheep or do math in your head, but nothing helped you fall asleep. Buffy’s breathing was irregular, jagged, as her back faced yours and her mind wondered to all sorts of thoughts… about you.

“Hey, you asleep?” You whispered in the dark, the only light was that of the moon.

“No…” She whispered back.

You could feel the mattress sagging under her as she moved, which made you move.

You two were face to face now, inches away, your eyes drifted to trace ber features, not caring that she could see it. You watched the rays of moon as they shined on her face, she was so beautiful.

Buffy’s demeanour was now more stoic, her lips were parted with a little shine on them, in form of a lip balm, her hair was messy from shifting around on the pillow, her eye bags were less visible in this light and her eyes… oh those eyes.

Her eyes traveled on your face, exploring the depth of it, every shadow casted on it and every light, her gaze lingered on your face, as if she was trying to always remember you, how you looked in this moment.

God.

Why was she so… perfect?

You gulped the saliva down your throat, as you blinked rapidly, before moving closer to her.

You felt your heart, pounding in your chest, faster and louder the closer you got to her.

Bum, bum, bum, bum.

The rhythmic sound of it was deafening in the silence of the night.

“Can I…” You let out a whisper, a whimper almost in a pleading tone.

“Y-Yeah…” Her voice was just as shaky as yours.

Buffy could feel the heat building in her stomach, the way she burned for your lips, your touch, for you. She burned for you. She couldn’t see herself in that moment, but considering how hot she was, she could guess her cheeks were flushed, she was almost shaking, the mix of excitement and anxiety were taking away her ability to think straight.

Your lips met hers, yours were more harsh, her were soft, softer than one could imagine and tasted like marshmallows, but that was probably just her lip balm. The kiss was shy at first, your lips gently grazed hers and hers grazed yours.

You never wanted it to end, the feeling of her lips on yours, her hand on your hip, her warm breath ticking your cheek. It was like the whole world disappeared, all you could smell was her, all you thought about was her, all you could feel was her and the butterflies flying in your belly.

Buffy pulled away, she kept close to you still, her eyes looked from one of your eyes to the other, her breathing continued to be chaotic, even more that before, she looked into your eyes, like she needed something, she wanted more, a conformation it was fine.

You were melting just looking at her, feeling her, smelling her…

She smiled lightly as she kissed you again, this time with more confidence, she pulled you in, grasping your hip harder, she never wanted to let you go.

[wwwildberries]

Sleepy scoldings

Captain Curly X GN!Reader

Pre-crash Curly AU

Context : 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?”

[drabblemajesty]

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.

___________________

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.

___________________

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. 

___________________

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..”

[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.”

[smoll-tangerine]

ten reasons why i hate you: reason #7

SYNOPSIS. while you admittedly didn’t refuse the arranged marriage between you and jung jaehyun, that didn’t mean that you’d allow him to treat you like a doormat. for the emotional distress he had put you through during the months leading up to your engagement party, you ensure that he will pay for the way he had been treating you for the rest of his life. 

PAIRING. rich boy!jaehyun x rich girl!reader GENRES. romance, fluff, angst, drama, rich kid!au CHAPTER WORD COUNT. 2621 

WARNINGS. (spoiler alert!!) someone got cancer, use of the term “bitch.”

DISCLAIMER. this is a work of fiction based on fictional events and characters. it is unrelated to any real people, organisations, locations, and events. the laws, and legal and medical interpretations in this work have also been modified for storytelling purposes.

TAGLIST. @crescent-iak @moonchele @ahtisa02 @ghostfacefricker6969 @jaehyunnie77 @jungish @anya-writes-stuff @hey-won @ishireads @xxxx-23nct @peachibevuti @shepeelsoranges @hopefulchick​ @baehaechannie​ @ya-lame​ @yumilovesavocado (bolded = unable to tag) 

[a/n]: a fair warning, this will be the last fluffy chapter for the rest of the series. enjoy it while you can hehe. super long chapter ahead to make up for my long hiatus!! i also really, really enjoyed writing this chapter. idk if it’s because it’s just little blurbs of moments. pls pls comment!! i love reading your feedback♡ a reminder to send me an ask if you want to be on the taglist~

← REASON #6 || MASTERLIST || REASON #8 → 

REASON #7 

You didn’t understand what compelled you to accept Jaehyun’s ridiculous request in the first place. 

Scratch that. You didn’t really accept Jaehyun’s request. 

At least, not without a condition of your own. 

You could tell from the look of frustration on Doyoung’s face that he also didn’t understand the reasoning behind your decision. 

“Who does he think he is?” he scoffed at Jaehyun’s condition and then gave you a small glare. Though you knew that he wasn’t truly mad at you. He could never. “What were even you thinking?”

You shrugged nonchalantly. “In the end, I won’t lose anything.” 

“Our relationship isn’t something worth considering?” 

You raised a brow at his snarky remark, silently asking him if he truly meant what he said, considering the fact that he was the one who dumped you in the first place. 

“Let’s be honest, Doyoung, do you really think that Jaehyun’s going to be able to actually break things off with her?” you replied. “That’s why I included a condition of my own. I’m only going to cut all ties with you after the five months are up.” 

Doyoung still seemed displeased with the situation. “Do you really think that you can cut all ties with me?” 

You scoffed. “Of course not. Not only our families are friends, we work at the same hospital. I’m not about to drop everything just because of a boy who made me cry.” 

A pregnant silence fell upon you two. 

It didn’t hit you how much your words rang true until you realized how silent Doyoung was being, considering how much he had to say about the situation. 

He let out a bitter laugh. “Yeah. That’s always how you’ve been.” 

You frowned at his statement, but did not refute. 

“You’ve never let anything—anyone—deter you from your goals. That was one of the reasons why I fell in love with you in the first place,” he continued. “But also one of the reasons why we had to break up.” 

“What are you trying to say, exactly?” 

Doyoung shrugged nonchalantly, allowing you to see that he meant no harm nor did he mean to offend you. “Sometimes, I can’t help but think what if you were just more... flexible? Would that have helped salvage our relationship?” 

“Perhaps,” you mused. 

He turned to you with a bitter smile. “Let’s say he meant it. Meant every word he said about breaking things off and needing—what, five months?—to make things right by you. And you can see that he’s truly making efforts to make your marriage work. Would you abandon your plan?” 

You chuckled at his words and tilted your head in curiosity. “Where is this coming from?” 

“My personal feelings aside,” he explained, “you’re still one of my closest friends. I still care about you, regardless of what happened between us. I only wish for your happiness. And I can see how it’s not this marriage with Jaehyun that’s draining you, but also this plan of yours to take him down. To make him regret.” 

Doyoung poked the little space between your brows and gave you his signature bunny smile. You couldn’t help but smile back in response. 

“I’m just saying.” 

“Yeah?” 

“It wouldn’t hurt to be more flexible in this case.” 

FIRST MONTH

“What is this?” 

You were slightly taken aback by the appearance of Jaehyun’s silver McLaren Speedtail parked in front of the hospital you worked at. As much as you disliked him, you couldn’t deny that he had taste in cars. 

Jaehyun smiled at you as he opened the door to the passenger seat for you and motioned you to get in. 

“What are you doing?” 

“I’m picking you up?” 

“Yeah, why exactly are you picking me up?” 

He let out a small huff through his nose. “Why would I not pick up my wife from her workplace after a long day?” 

You almost choked on your own spit as you couldn’t believe the words that came out of Jaehyun’s mouth. 

Did he just call you... his wife? 

You wordlessly entered his vehicle in a slight daze, unsure of what just occurred. You almost had to pinch yourself to make sure that you weren’t dreaming about the current situation you were in. 

It was just some weeks after he made you that promise on your honeymoon, but you didn’t expect him to spend time with you in addition to break things off with Chaeyoung. 

Sure, he said that he was going to try and make your marriage work. But this seemed like a complete 180 of his usual behaviour towards you that it almost gave you whiplash at how nice he could be. 

It reminded you of that time Chaeyoung told you that Jaehyun truly was a nice person, but you simply brought the worst out of him. 

It made you wonder if she was right. 

But the slight giddiness caused by Jaehyun’s actions and your lack of mental energy from work caused you to drop that question completely. 

It wouldn’t hurt to bask in this slight happiness, wouldn’t it? 

MONTH 2 

“Did you start the movie without waiting for me?” Jaehyun shouted in pure disbelief from your kitchen as he was busy making popcorn for the two of you. 

“No?” you shouted back, feigning innocence. 

Movie nights were now almost a weekly occurrence. 

Jaehyun would pick you up from work and you two would head back to your place. It first started with an episode from a series, then a short film, and then a whole movie marathon. You two never really set up a date or anything of the short. It just became something that was... natural. 

It honestly scared you just how natural things felt between you and Jaehyun. 

It was scary to see how well you actually got along with him. 

You didn’t expect to have this much in common with him. Your parents reassured you prior to your engagement that you would love the guy they had set you up with. You didn’t actually expect them to be right to this extent. 

“Scoot over,” he said to you. 

“No,” you refuted and sprawled over your couch, ensuring that he doesn’t have any space for him to sit. 

“I will sit on you!” 

“No, you won’t!” 

You let out a small screech as he actually sat on you. But you could tell that he didn’t put his full weight on you. 

“Get off me! You’re so heavy!” 

“I told you to scoot over!” 

You threw your head back in laughter, slightly wondering in the back of your mind when was the last time you’ve felt this way. 

Whatever it was, you wouldn’t mind continuing feeling this way. 

MONTH 3 

“So, when can we expect a grandchild?” 

Both you and Jaehyun choked on your food and immediately reached for your glass of water.

It was uncanny how you two started mirroring each other’s actions. 

Due to how busy everyone was, both of your families set up mandatory bi-weekly dinners. To get to know each other as in-laws but also in hopes of you and Jaehyun getting closer and less awkward in a stressful environment such as dinner with both families. 

“Your mother-in-law is right,” your mum dabbed a side of her mouth with a napkin. “It’s been almost four months since your honeymoon. Are there going to be any good news in the near future?” 

“How many children are you two planning on having?” 

“It’d be best to have the children at the beginning of your marriage before you two get too old for it.” 

Your tongue poked your inner cheek and you sighed in slight annoyance. That single bottle of red wine will not last you long enough. And you could tell from the look that Jaehyun gave you cheekily that he shared the same thoughts. 

To be honest, you didn’t even know if children were in the plans. 

Your relationship with Jaehyun wasn’t at a stage where you two can discuss this matter freely. Just thinking about it, even by yourself, was embarrassing. 

Hell, your relationship with Jaehyun wasn’t even at a stage where you two can even produce the very children your parents were talking about. 

“To be honest, I think that three children is perfect,” Jaehyun said with a smile. “But I think that also depends on my wife since she’s the one giving birth. What do you think, honey?” 

You coughed at the nickname that he used that came out of his mouth so naturally. As if that was something he always called you by. 

You froze in your seat as all eyes were on you, impatiently waiting for your opinion about the matter. You quickly turned to Jaehyun, eyes wide in panic as you had no idea what to say. 

He gave you a teasing smirk and sipped on his wine, probably enjoying this situation more than he should. But he still made no move to help you out despite your silent plea for help. 

“Yeah, three children sounds good to me?” you squeaked. 

All the elders erupted in laughter at your response and proceeded to discuss your future without the two of you. 

“So, three children, huh?” 

Jaehyun’s voice was ticklish in your ear.

“Guess we should start pretty soon.” 

MONTH 4 

It was a bit crazy to see the evolution of your relationship with Jaehyun. 

True to his words, Jaehyun did really try his best to make this marriage work. Because of that, there was some sort of tension between the two of you whenever you’d spend time together alone. You didn’t know whether it was sexual or platonic, but you dared to say that there was some sort of connection. 

You two often spent time together. If not spending time watching movies together, then it would be grabbing lunch or dinner, or going on small dates whenever you could. It took you two four months before you two finally held hands, but considering how your relationship first started, you’d like to think that it was immense progress. 

You two were now even making plans about moving in together. 

It made sense for the two of you to live together since you two were married. Not to mention there was no way you were going to move back in with your parents. It was actually Jaehyun’s suggestion that the two of you moved in together, surprisingly. You didn’t expect him to make such suggestion, but you guessed that just showed how dedicated he was to his promise to you. 

“Hey, where are you?” you called him as he was almost ten minutes late. “Are you still picking me up?” 

“Hey, yes! Sorry, something happened,” he replied, evidently in distress. “I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to pick you up today. I will send over one of my drivers so–” 

“Is everything alright? You don’t sound too good.” 

“Yes, everything is alright,” he continued. “I’m sorry that I can’t pick you up. I know we said that we were going to go furniture shopping today.” 

“Don’t be. We can always go another time,” you told him. “And don’t worry about the ride. I’ll ask Doyoung to give me a ride home or something.” 

You almost gasped at your words, remembering that Jaehyun didn’t like it whenever you would hang out with Doyoung. You knew that he didn’t mean to be controlling over who you hung out with. But to be fair, Doyoung was your ex-boyfriend and your colleague. 

You thought that Jaehyun would say something, especially since he would always grumble about how you had to meet up with Doyoung at some times. But he didn’t, which admittedly, was more surprising than expected.

“Okay, sounds good. I’ll call you later tonight!” 

If anything, it seemed like Jaehyun was so preoccupied that he didn’t even register who were you going to ask a ride from. 

Jaehyun was never one to reschedule things. He disliked being flaky. If anything, he would always tell you in advance if plans needed to be changed. 

You had a gnawing feeling at the pit of your stomach, eating you away for some odd reason. 

But you pushed it down as you told yourself that it was probably nothing. If it was anything important, Jaehyun would definitely let you know. 

If only you had listened to your guts that night. 

LAST MONTH  

“I’m sorry to ask this of you.” 

You wanted to laugh at the pitiful situation you were in, but you could only stare at Jaehyun and Chaeyoung in disbelief. 

The room was unbearably silent. Jaehyun’s apology echoed in your ears. The ticking sound that the clock in your office made sounded louder than usual. Blood rushed to your ears, the rhythmic thumping of your heartbeat was somehow comforting yet agonizing at the same time. 

“You’re one of the best surgical oncologist in the country,” Jaehyun continued. “I didn’t know who else to ask.” 

Anybody but me, you wanted to say. You could have asked anybody but me. 

“The other doctors we’ve seen so far all recommended that we come and see you. They say you’re the best there is, and if we were to treat a tumour of this size, only you could do it.” 

Shut up. Please shut up. 

You weren’t one to believe in karma. But you also liked to believe that due to everything—the hell—you had been through due to Jaehyun and Chaeyoung, that you wouldn’t be on the receiving end of karma. 

But karma was a bitch. 

And, so was cancer. 

“Please.”

Don’t ask me to treat her.

Please don’t ask me to treat her. 

“Please save Chaeyoung,” Jaehyun begged. “I will do anything. Anything you ask me, if you can just save her.” 

You stole a glance over at the circled number on your calendar, wondering if Jaehyun even knew what day it was. If he was just the slightest aware of what exactly was he asking of you. 

You knew you should have listened to your guts last month. 

You knew that you should have probed him further. 

You should have known the second he started picking you up less often. Started calling you less often. Started spending less time with you often. 

You should have known. 

And you hated yourself for trusting Jaehyun. 

For trusting his word. 

“Today’s the last day of the five-months mark you gave me.” 

Jaehyun’s eyes widened in horror, as if just realizing the dire, sticky situation he was in at the moment. There was the slightest hesitation in his brown orbs, but quickly blinked it away just like a mirage. 

He forgot. 

Of course, he did. 

“I’m sorry.” 

You needed him to stop apologizing. 

You needed him to stop apologizing when– 

“–you don’t even mean it.” 

Jaehyun looked away from your stare, unable to face you. Chaeyoung was the same, her eyes facing her lap, as if humbled by her situation. 

But you took an oath. 

Your professional feelings overtook your personal ones. And for the first time, you hated that part of yourself. That rationality that allowed you to cut off your emotions just like that. 

Because the only thing you wanted to do at the moment was to scream and crawl into your bed, to hide yourself away from the reality that was presented to you. 

“Go see the nurse outside of my office. She’ll set up an appointment for you.” 

Both of them sighed in relief. 

You never hated a sight so much before. 

You never hated yourself so much before. 

“And Jaehyun?” 

His delighted smile momentarily dropped the second he saw the serious expression that you were sporting, all signs of hope and amusement gone. 

“Don’t you dare talk or contact me ever again.” 

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[reubarb]

okk previous post about albino lehnovek yes it could make funy lore for hypothetical pafl lehnovek au but alslo i have ideas for it but i cant draw coherently at te h MOment nor get the to look how want or write cries wahh anwyays

um going to Write this down here for FUTURE USEEE based on geographical region of the Wordl YAY

tsar - polar. idk flufyyy

sanya/sergei - polar/arid hybrid idk wwhich one. fluffy as fuck babies. i checked my dms hen i talked to my friend glitter about it and i said they were like snow loepards. yay

yana - rainforest/plains (i envisioned this as buff so idk buff yana real. like. idont know?)

ivan - plains

olya - mountainous region...

yura/anya - descend from 'warm-humid' so. rainforest or somewhere toropical they are tropical now.

arthur - i wrote down 'sub-polar' but i have also been thinking arid but. whatever work actually... i think he would be ''thinner'' fur-wise idk. idk yet man

nikita/kolya - temperate arid regions. stepppe??????????

nadya - meadow. she is curlyy

katya - meadow/temperate arid (or steppe) maybe. flufy. no relation ot the above two hahaha <- (being deceitful)

dmitry - taiga. cold to me

temnova - polar rainforest i have zero idea

it would be hard to design them though to pertain to their designs (lehnovek i feel are more 'seperated' from human concept of gender...???? but pafl designs are based on human gender more they adhere to their gender in canon design wise i htink i dotn know. cant word right now so. aHHHHhhhh!!!!!!!!!! screams)

ama i will add more later idk

[mugmegan]

Wow holy shit the last 4 chapters of spy x family have been amazing. Filled with lots of interesting stuff, set ups (some super important shit about anya's past were hinted!!!!!), character interactions, fluffy and funny moments all around. I am so happy to see that Anya got her first hard earned win!And I was scared this manga would die out or something sheesh

((This is me right now btw. I am literally facing the first term finals of this year next week (I bet Endo perfectly timed it). Assume I am dead if you dont hear from me after that.))

[fandomnerd9602]

Heya ! Can I request please for a ATJ (dressed like bike peach) x male child reader fluffy oneshot please ?

#1 Fan

Anya Taylor Joy x Child!Reader

The big day had arrived for the young starlet: the world premiere of the Super Mario Bros Movie. Although Anya had always joked with her family that it was more of Peach’s movie. Chris would always joke in interviews about that too. Anya had her costume picked out and everything. You see everyone else was choosing a standard red carpet attire. Not Anya, she knew that if she was going to playing Princess Peach then darn it she was going to dress as such. You make your way towards the Universal fan event. It was for fans of Super Mario and all things Nintendo. But being only five at the time, you couldn’t exactly ride any of the fan event attractions. But you were all ready in your Mario costume with accompanying mustache to see the stars walk down the red carpet. You were smaller than the other fans, and so young too. You could barely see over the gate that the security had put you behind. But your young mind was on only one person: Anya Taylor Joy. She was your favorite actress. True you had only seen her in the Playmobil movie but you’d rewatch that countless times just for her. When your older sibling told you she was going to be in the Super Mario Bros movie as Princess Peach, you were so excited! As you stare through the gate, you could see Chris Pratt and Charlie Day as they walked the red carpet. Not that you could understand who they were, they weren’t exactly in costume or anything like that. “Looking cool!” Chris Pratt gave you a small smile and a salute. “You look more like Mario than me” “Everyone looks more like Mario than you, Chris” a familiar female voice chimes in. Your heart stops. You knew that voice anywhere. And there she was. Blond with hazelnut eyes and a smile that always made you feel good. Your idol was standing there decked out in her biker outfit from the film. It was like a dream come true for you. “And who do we have here?” Anya says, turning to you with a smile on her face, “I think I found my next companion for the Kart races” You could only nod your head as you locked eyes with her. Your idol was actually talking to you! “Your highness” was all you could say to her “My hero” she bowed right back. She looked to your parents, “mind if i steal away Mario here for a couple photos?” Your parents didn’t mind at all. Anya hoisted you over the fence, “come on hero, you’re needed on the red carpet” Chris Pratt and Jack Black were more than happy to jump in for some photos with you and Anya. And then the rest of the cast came around too. They were all just happy to see the look on a young fan’s face. Sometimes a little act of kindness can last a lifetime. And for you, meeting Anya and being her “date” on the red carpet was more than enough for you.