#fortè

[izzyhandswhore]

How do you think Izzy would react if his s/o was injured? Especially if it was something bad

Izzy with an injured s/o

We’re gonna say you got injured during a raid in this instance.

• Izzy’s at your side the second you hit the deck. His first response is complete rage. Whoever hurt you gets swiftly brutalised on the spot before they even realise what’s happening and their death is swift but certainly not painless. There’s no witty one-liner, no grand declaration of vengeance, just a scream of pain and a wet thud as they hit the floor.

• You’re vaguely aware of Izzy barking orders to the crew as he drags your bleeding body away. You don’t see the pure worry in his eyes every time he glances down to make sure he’s not dragging a corpse. When he finally gets you somewhere safe that worry turns to anger again.

• “You stupid prick! How the fuck have you managed that?!” He’s growling at you, but he’s also taking off his waistcoat to pillow your head and being as gentle as he can as he identifies and assesses your injuries. Once the initial adrenaline dies down, he softens just a bit and starts to reassure you that you’re going to be alright. He’s not sure if you are, the damage seems pretty bad, but he insists anyway. You have to be alright. You have to.

• “Alright, sweetheart, okay.. Sh- Just calm down and let me see. Just let me look, you’re gonna be fine. Stop whinging.”

• You can see the panic start to come over him when he realises just how bad it is. He turns and starts screaming for Ed and Roach and just about anyone else that he trusts to help you. Between each increasingly desperate cry he still hushes you and strokes back your blood-slicked hair and keeps pressure anywhere that’s bleeding. He also keeps telling you off occasionally. He can’t help it.

• The next bit’s a bit of a blur (you mostly remember pain as your body’s carried somewhere again and Izzy threatening to kill you if you dared fall asleep) but the next thing you know you’re on Roach’s table. He’s explaining to Izzy that you’ll need stitches and such but he’s not listening. “I don’t give a fuck what you need to do, just do it!” He growls, turning his attention back to you.

• Obviously things have to get much more painful before they can start to get better. Izzy gives you something to bite down on and tries his best to soothe you.. But of course that’s not his fortè. He gets Ed to help him hold you still and tells you over and over again that he knows it hurts and he’s sorry. He’s so fucking sorry. Eventually his voice cracks and tears spring to his eyes before he can stop it. Even through tears though, he dutifully holds your hand and keeps up his reassurances.

• Clichè, obviously, but of course he’s right there at your bedside when you wake up the next day. He’s got a very stern look on his face and grunts something like, “finally decided to join us, have you? Made a right mess of yourself..”

• He’s not fooling anyone. You remember him crying and Ed and Roach certainly won’t let him live down just how panicked he was over you. He’ll tell you to fuck off at every given opportunity but of course he nurses you back to health, even when you gently point out that that’s not his job and doesn’t have to.

• When you’re well enough to have him back in your bed he holds you like he’s scared you’ll break. He pets your hair so, so gently, kisses your forehead and finally admits how scared he was.

• “Don’t you ever fucking do that to me again, d’you hear me? You don’t die ‘til I say so.”

[esoterichermetic]

(paula)

It’s been twelve years since I’ve set foot on this sacred ground The best days of my life were spent here Amounting, in total, to just about a year I walk up from the road, see you smoking a cigarette There in your truck, not a day has passed.

“Our son is in the box” shatters my halcyon The lid is the color of your eyes. “Do you wanna see him?” You tell me that you’ve got plans And our boy will be remembered I don’t want to see, I think it will break me But I’m so proud of you He got his eyes from you And his adoration of you from me

Cool Novembers in your treehouse, our hideaway Almost like That 70s Show Directed by Wes Anderson Written by Quentin Tarantino A little space heater in the corner Multi-colored throw rug on the floor Gods of chaos and creation reside here

I don’t remember the first time I made love But I remember holding you there on that rug Looking into your eyes And I’ve been lost since vessel adrift in a sea of cerulean Any illusion of grandiosity I had crumbled to ash “The neighbors complained, we had to tear it down” Repurposed lumber has the potential to create Or rot next to the pool

You invited me to swim one august “Which bikini looks better? Black or red?” I said black, you picked red Red looked better Water almost as soft as your touch, slowly rolling against my chest Pulse pounding in my eardrums While you kiss me Your hand on the back of my neck And in my shorts Mine on your cheek and hips

This is heaven

I found myself damned when once again Streams of reality came through The plastic sheeting pretending To be a sliding glass door “The house settled and the glass just broke one night. No one knew it was under that much stress” One must be aware by now Long term settling often leads to some kind of break

But metaphor was never my fortè So to drive the point home I broke my ring finger just before leaving.

Does life imitate art?

[elliot-penn]

I painted an old bunny Halloween mask I found at goodwill! (Painting is not my fortè)

[markmentomoreef]

MARK IRON LUNG MOVIE WAHHHHH

HORROR MOVIES ARE NOT MY FORTÈ BUT I WILL PUSH THROUGH FOR MR. IPLIER. IM SO EXCITED YALL

[orreanintrepidness]

"Mr. Hagen," her voice is heard as she approaches from behind, one hand held out as she holds a tablet.

"I would like to go over the latest developments with Aether's Orrean laboratories. There are several data points concerning the Pokémon that we have been keeping under observation; you called them shadow Pokémon. Additionally, I have a request regarding the region's energy sector. One subject at a time, of course."

It took him a moment to even acknowledge she was there, let alone speaking to him. Though, once he did, he shifted relatively fast. He knew better.

"Ah- Miss Delacroix... please, just Alistair does fine. You know formalities are far from the fortè here."

Cue a pause. For effect? Or to selectively answer her question? Only he knew. After all, as co-operative as he was with her, there were things Alistair tried to keep to Orre alone.

"Ah yes, those things that are no longer produced... yes. Shadow pokemon. I can't see the interest. They're little more than a relic of an era left to the dust of time now. Still of some use to individuals like myself but... Ultimately a non-viable product that came from Cipher's old facilities. Well, I should call them Aether's new facilities, shouldn't I? The black and gold coating suits them well. Distinct enough from the Alolan counterparts... yet still oh so clearly from the same origin. But I am rambling there."

Her next question was one he really didn't want to answer. That subject was the one he guarded most. After all, he knew the outside world wanted that source he'd tapped. Not that he'd give it.

"I can't imagine anything from Orre's energy sector would be of use to you, and I'd know. I built it."

[blxsscd-x-fxrsakcn]

Hope you don't mind a starter from me! Any angel muse you have is fine.

There was a small sickly demon stuck in a crack between two rocks. The poor thing didn't know how it got there, but he knew he'll die there if he doesn't get out. The demon struggles, trying to break free from the crack. Crying in pain. His leg must be broken....

Will someone help the poor thing, or put him out of his misery?

@ask-underfazverse

Palm rests on rock-face. Subtle shift. Low scraping sound. Stone broken to a fine sand. Faintest glow - eyes. Eerie golden haze. Broad grin. Opportunistically delighted, like prey caught. Brows raise. All black; all leather. Fingers tap irregular rhythm.

❝ Been watching you, little demon. Mercy's not my fortè, but I couldn't pass this dilemma up. Injured 'n vulnerable. ❞ Other hand reaches. Grab ahold of non-pained leg. Tugged. Noise from chest. Not laughter; warning growl. Dangled at arms' length.

[thebestofthebestofthebestof]

For real if disco is about skimpy clothes, nipples poking out, getting intoxicated and mindlessly dancing.... thats my fortè

[mrs-monaghan]

Do you think jm will attend met gala ? If yes, do you think he'll wear a dior already made suit or they'll create something for him?

I have no clue my dear. Fashion is not my fortè

[ask-the-paldean-starters]

INTRO POST

Name: Sage

Species: Sprigatito

Age: 15

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Sage is a risky, adventurous Sprigatito, and she's not afraid to tell people what she thinks!! Brutal honesty is her fortè, and if you ever need someone to tell a person off, she's the one you need. In spite of all this, she has a warm heart, and enjoys the company of friends!

"Talks like this."

Name: Atlas

Species: Quaxly

Age: 15

Pronouns: He/Him

Sexuality: Aroace

Atlas is very.. how to put this nicely? He's very vain. He cares quite a lot about his appearance, and wants everyone to consider him as pretty. Despite this, and his biting sarcasm, he's still a kind soul deep down. Just don't be surprised if he starts snarking when he's upset.

"Talks like this."

Name: Chili

Species: Fuecoco

Age: 17

Pronouns: He/It

Sexuality: Gay

Chili doesn't have a mean bone in its body. He just wants to make friends with as many people as he can! But this friendliness has its drawbacks. It's a bit.. too trusting. This has resulted in a lot of betrayal for him, but in spite of that, he keeps on smiling. How good of him.. please treat him nice this time.

"Talks like this."

[tauntingshortstack]

[len-art]

i'm,,, in love with your cupid!venti au. i beg of you, please tell us more about it. it's so good. amazing. wow.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

First of all thank you!!

Ok so the brain rot goes like this:

Venti is a cupid

He is part of a bigger organization that manages people relationships and help find a person's ideal partner

After a series of boring jobs Venti is assigned his new target: Zhongli

Zhongli is your every-day businessman

Venti spends some weeks analyzing the person that is Zhongli: what he likes to eat, his schedule, his friends, ecc..

All of this while invisible to the human eye

After some time tho Venti finds himself admiring the man, he is hardworking, respectable, responsible, handsome and the list goes on

Venti thinks that matching Zhongli will be an easy game since the guy is almost perfect and anyone would love to have him

The admiration that the cupid had now fully developed for the man soon starts to change into something Venti can't quite put a name on

Venti starts being a bit possessive of Zhongli, no one is good enough to be the man life partner

Almost a year has passed and Venti is still not even close to the end of this job

The amount of emotions Venti now holds for Zhongli, or maybe the familiarity that the cupid now feels around the business man makes it so that Zhongli can now see Venti

After some explaining, they sing a kind of contract in which Zhongli states some of his preferences about his ideal partner

Venti isn't really against it, actually he feels like this way he is giving more freedom to the person to find their loved one (and as long as Jean and the other at the "cupid agency" don't find out everything should be perfect)

Expect it's not perfect

Because the moment Venti realizes his feelings for Zhongli, he also realizes that he doesn't check any of the qualities stapled in the contract

Lots of self-esteem issues ensue

Chaos and pining

I'm still not sure how it goes from here

They'll smooch

Thanks again, and hope you like it!!

I will hopefully post some more drawings about this AU soon

[starstruckwillows]

jess! i have a request!

okay, so maybe this one is like where y/n is a shy hufflepuff and doesn't talk too much to people who aren't her like... three friends. so when she gets paired up with james potter in potions and they get to talking and get to know each other and become friends. and james starts to realize with the help of siri that he has a crush. a huge crush. and everytime y/n smiles at him he feels as if he's about to fall over. and she smiles at him like all the time. passing in the hallway, great hall, hogsmead. like all the time. and eventually he is pushed into confessing his feelings builds up the courage to confess his feelings

if you don't feel it, no preasure!

♡ three confessions - j.p ♡

el i love your brain omg

starstruckwillows 🂱

pairing; james potter x reader

category; fluff

summary; just james potter being weak in the knees for the girl he was partnered with in potions

warnings/content; snape, one swear

other; fem!reader, hufflepuff!reader, shy-ish!reader

the only thing that ever, ever made you competitive was potions class.

desire to overcome all your competition rarely cropped up in your nature, but severus snape pulled that fight from you.

his smug face when he beat you to an answer, his gritty laugh when his friends teased muggleborns, his simpering to slughorn when he insisted tipping over your cauldron was an accident.

so absolutely nothing could've made you happier than the professor announcing a group project, in which you would not be paired with who you sat next to now.

"we want to get to know some new people!" slughorn grinned.

getting to know new people was not your fortè, but getting away from snape was too good to worry.

you ended up seated next to james potter, one of the loudest, most confident student you knew of. while the prospect of working with someone so sociable made you tug at your sleeves selfconsciously, working with snape's worst enemy seemed fitting.

slipping into your newly assigned seat, you began reading over the project, feeling james' eyes on you.

eventually, he prompted, "hi. i'm james."

and, awkward at the angle, stuck out his hand for you to shake. you smiled and took the offer, as you introduced yourself.

he nodded enthusiastically with a smirk, "alright, cool! i'll confess it to you now, potions is not something i'm exactly brilliant at."

from a slimy git who sabotaged your work, to the sort of person in a group who left it all up to you. still an alright trade, you thought.

"yeah, no worries. i'll get the research done over the weekend, and you can copy it out on the report. just for the handwriting, y'know."

the messy-haired gryffindor seemed taken aback, nudging his glasses up his face, "no, no, i'll do my bit. i jus' meant my terminology is a bit rusty."

you felt bad for assuming, apologizing quickly, but he brushed it off, and you arranged to meet at the library.

due to being chased out by pince twenty minutes in, her adamant shushing not affecting james in the slightest, you then arranged to meet at the three broomsticks.

but all james' friends showed up, so he got distracted with talking to them, eager to link you into their conversations too, so you once again arranged to meet, this time just at a bench near the main hogsmeade village.

and how was it his fault the travelling carnival showed up, and his pocket money had just arrived, and he insisted the two of you play at least a few rounds of accio-a-duck. so you made, again, new plans to meet in the hufflepuff common room.

when he was done being totally fascinated by all the plants, making the acquaintance of your three friends, and marvelling at the sheer amount of blankets, you both ended up totally abandoning the project to see who could eat a whole pack of bertie botts every flavoured beans the fastest.

"if i didn't know better, i'd say you were messing up the work to keep spending time with me." you teased, feeling significantly braver than you had since you were three.

james chuckled, "and what if i was?"

you rolled your eyes with a laugh, shoving his shoulder before pulling out the parchment and books to actually start.

"new confession, as lovely as you are i think it was this work making me procrastinate. i've never seen something so dull." he groaned, only two minutes in.

unfortunately, you finished it there, and your impromptu hangouts came to an end.

but a new friendship was somewhat nurtured by then, and you found yourself smiling to him when you passed him, to the intense amusement of your friends.

james would always wave back with vigor, ruffling his hair even more.

and one day, when you left the great hall, your soft smile caught him so off guard that it took him a full five seconds to wave.

"give the guy a break, you're gonna melt him." one of your friends smirked, poking you in the ribs.

"huh?" you turned with a frown, entirely baffled.

"he looks like honey on a hot day everytime you deign to glance his way."

you scoff, ignoring the heat that rose to your cheeks, "you're being silly."

your friend said nothing in reply, just a short laugh before skipping off. you were confused at being left behind, before you felt a tap on your shoulder.

turning with a slightly frightened jump, you met james' eyes.

damnit, they do look like honey.

a shock of fluster rushing back into you made your eyes drop to the ground.

"hey, did you maybe want to go for a walk?"

the uncharacteristic tone of anxiety caused you to remeet his stare. eager to banish the nerves from his face, you nodded, doing your best to supress the smile you wanted to let loose when he interlinked your fingers with his.

a sharp whistle made you both turn, sirius using a disgruntled remus' shoulder to prop himself higher as he yelled, "prongs, don't forget what i said! you're-"

"a stag not a pussy, yeah i know." he grumbled, and though there was no way sirius could've heard, he seemed appeased, and james led you away quickly.

though you didn't understand what was going on, the blush spreading across james' cheeks made your stomach flutter.

when the two of you reached the grounds, walking in comfortable silence as james swung your arms in the closing distance between you. if it wasn't quiet, you would've giggled at his antics.

he stopped, reaching the edge of the black lake where you both sat, shoulders touching. even though you didn't meet his eye, you knew he was staring straight ahead when he started talking.

"so, er... i wanted to tell you something. and i didn't want there to be loads of pressure, so i thought i'd tell you here, where it's a bit more quiet."

you squeezed his hand reassuringly, silently urging him to go on.

"i confessed to you that i wasn't good at potions, which was true. then i confessed that i thought the potions essay might kill me, and that was definitely true, but it wasn't really what i wanted to say."

with a deep breath, he stumbled quickly through his next sentence, "i wanted to confess that i really, really like you. and even though we've sort of accidentally been on a date or two, i want our next one to be official. that is, if you'd also like that."

the joy spread across your face faster than you thought it would, willing yourself not to whisper as you replied, "i'd really like that."

and that was the three confessions of james potter, a story he retold a little too proudly as you showed off the ring, years on.

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[stephmood]

fortè

[technowoah]

Hi! If you do tommyinnit x reader (romantic), I would like one where reader is tubbo's sister perhaps? She would have the feature reader has still not tubbos. Maybe they meet when tubbo and tommy meet up and he just kinda starts to like her? If not that's ok! -paw <3

Prepare For Trouble Make it Double

I hope this suffices 😋

Requested!

Romantic(?)

Tommyinnit x Tubbo's sister!reader (blurb?)

⚠︎ its tommy so it'll be slight swearing-

It wasn't a secret that Tubbo had siblings, he had Lani of course, but what people didn't know that he had another sister closer to his age.

You tended to stay out of the spotlight, for reasons. Streaming was interesting but not your fortè. You usually tended to stay behind the camera when Tubbo was streaming or off to the side quietly talking to him as he did his own lore or sitting on Lani's bed doing your own thing listening to her talking to her viewers.

Your siblings never tried to convince you to go out of your comfort zone and appear on streams, only once in a blue moon you would talk to Lani out of frame. Lani of course would respond, the chat would freak out asking if you were a friend, finally the moment was gone as fast as it came.

Thats how days go in their household. Tending to hover around eachother and whatever they were doing at the moment. But it was this one particular moment when Tubbo was streaming and he suddenly decided to bring you on to show his 700k viewers that he had another sister.

He had pulled up a brown folding chair next to him and patted it beckoning you to sit down in frame.

Tubbo was currently streaming on the Dream SMP, you didnt think he was doing lore today so you hesitated a little bit. Other days you wouldn't have budged out of your spot out of sight, but he looked so excited in his yellow jumper you had bought for him whe going to out to the shops.

In a unrelated note You remember saying that "yellow is your color" and he ended up buying it, and his stans loved the jumper. So a win win.

"C'mon Y/N!" He yelled as continued to pat the folding chair next to him.

You ended up shuffling over to the seat next to him and smiling at the camera. Over in the corner of your eye you saw the chat which was going 1 million miles an hour. You saw some comments that were basically copypastas of other comments in the chat. It was basically nonsense, now the only thought in your mind is that you're going to make an uproar on twitter.

"This is my sister chat!" Tubbo said while shaking you around by the shoulders making the both of you laugh.

"Yes chat! I have more siblings" he continued while rocking back and forth in his gamer chair.

He continued to answer more questions and ask you some too, wanting to include you in the stream.

"Lani isn't the only one! My big sister is just shy."

"I just chose not to be on their streams! I was in the background of Lani's streams though."

"Out of frame. Dosent count." Tubbo said bluntly while still walking around SnowChester in the Dream Smp not looking your way.

You could still see the chat in the corner and you couldnt tear your eyes off of it. It was slight glare from the lights and the sun shining in his gaming room. He always had the lights bright in his room. The chat was spamming purple hearts and either still freaking out that Tubbo had a sister. It was getting old to you, so you decided to lean into Tubbo's space focusing on his screen as he quickly hopped around the map.

He continued talking to chat about anything else, but your presence. He continued to talk about gathering supplies and what he needed to bring back to SnowChester. You knew a lot about the Dream Smp lore because you weren't in it. Spending time on Twitter interacting with people and their theories and also making theories and showing them to Tubbo and him debunking them, or accepting them in some way.

"So we need some more lapis." Tubbo said suddenly after being quiet for a while.

"I can help you!" You said wanting to be apart of the stream.

You might as well, you're already here.

"I dont think you can help, 'cause you're not on your account. Plus it'll be awkward with your laptop." Tubbo said while speeding through his water transportation system.

"Well I can just point it out to you." You said while leaning back into your seat.

"Talk to the chat while I go mine for lapis."

"Fine then." You smirked as you turned your attention to the speeding words in the chat.

"Is there a slow mode on this?!" You laughed.

Tubbo laughed as well. "This is on slow mode!"

You both screamed in fake agony and then turned your attention back to the chat where the you caught a few questions. You were about to answer until the chat stopped for a quick second and you saw one comment out of all for a quick second.

✔tommyinnit: HI TUBBO'S SISTER IM TOMMY LETS MAKE A VIDEO TOGETHER

After that comment the whole chatt was just spamming the word 'TOMMY' or 'TOMMY IS IN CHAT'. That confused you even more than that comment.

When you did know about the Dream Smp you also knew a little bit about who Tubbo hangs out with. You knew about the time Tubbo had met up with Wilbur Soot, Philza, and Tommy. And that prompted you to look up their individual accounts and get into their content.

You knew about Tommy and his character and channel, you enjoyed his content a lot as well, but you wanted to play around a little bit. Hopefully Tubbo will play along.

"Why is the chat spamming Tommy?"

"Tommy? You know Tommy don't you?" Tubbo asked with a small bit of shock in his voice.

"No I dont, who's Tommy?" You asked again, acting oblivious.

"Oh. Oh well then, Tommy is like my best friend, we're actually meeting up soon!" Tubbo said with excitement.

He continued. "You hear that chat! You get Tommy and Tubbo content!

You had lost interest in Tubbo talking with his chat about hanging out in Brighton with Tommy again. Your eyes drifted towards the chat again and saw Tommy comment in the chat again.

✔tommyinnit: HOW DARE YOU NOT KNOW WHO I AM

✔tommyinnit: I WILL NOT MAKE A VIDEO WITH YOU ANYMORE

"Well Tommy I dont have an account so, sorry I cant get you views whoever you are." You said responding to Tommy with a smirk.

"Woke up and chose violence huh?" Tubbo laughed and you joined in as well.

"Tommy chose violence today too."

"You both are violent you will be nice together." Tubbo said with his focus still in his screen.

"Together?!" You exclaimed.

"Yeah together!" Tubbo said matching your energy.

You rolled you eyes and continued answering other comments instead of thinking about Tubbo's answer.

After that whole, incredibly longer than you thought, stream Tubbo decides to invite you along to their little meeting. Which you didnt know how you found yourself walking along Brighton's rocky shore in old Crocs. You were walking along the shoreline letting the cold water come up and hit your feet every so often.

He was waiting for Tommy at the moment, but you wanted to walk for a bit, he let you ho on by yourself while he waited for Tommy by himself.

You were quite a long way from where Tubbo seated himself on the rocks, you were doing your own thing looking at people who stared back at you for temporarily blocking their line of view of the shore, and little kids who decide to run away from their parents who weren't paying attention. Your peaceful walk got interrupted by your thoughts because you were quite a long way from Tubbo's resting place.

You started to head back, following back the way you came, but this time picking up the pace a bit to reach your destination. As you came upon Tubbo you saw a taller figure approach Tubbo and they seemed to greet eachother, it was hard to see where you were standing. Of course it was Tommy so the two of them started talking about who knows what, until Tubbo pointed your way.

As you kept walking, Tubbo continued to wave you over enthusiastically. You waved back with the same energy, finally making your way over to the both of them.

"What's up?" You asked the two of them with a smirk.

"Nothing much! Apparently you two haven't met before! So Tommy this is Y/N! Y/N thjs is Tommy!" Tubbo user hand gestures to introduce eachother.

You held your hand for Tommy to shake it, "Hey Tommy! Im a big fan."

"Big fan?! I thought you said you didn't know me?" Tommy exclaimed.

He was a lot less shouty in real life, than online. He was still loud, but to a lesser extent.

"Yeah I lied back then." You sent him a huge grin.

Tommy scoffed and groaned a little, "I cant belive you fuckers lied to me."

"Im actually a big fan. Well not big, but a fan at least." You laughed.

Apparently you and Tommy were the only ones standing while Tubbo typed on his phone while sitting back on the rocks not paying attention and letting you both talk amongst yourselves.

"Oh! That's an honor that Tubbo's big sister like my videos." Tommy's eyes widened slightly as he talked to you.

"Big sister only by 1 year! It's close!" Tubbo complanied, looking up from his phone.

"It still count big man." Tommy said to his friend.

"Thanks Tommy!" You thanked the tall man standing next to you.

"It's only a year! It dosent count! We're the same age!" Your brother continued to complain.

After the laughter and joking around calmed down you and Tommy stood there awkwardly until he spoke up again.

"Well good thing I know what I have to deal with. I cant deal with one of you, now I have to deal with two." Tommy joked around taking a seat next to Tubbo.

The exact moment when Tommy took a seat next to Tubbo, Tubbo shot up from his spot on the ground.

"Do you think we can do Uber Eats here?" Tubbo asked as he stood up.

You say down next to Tommy. "Yeah maybe if you go to a certain place and not say "the beach".

"I'll go to the pizza place and order there. What do you both want?" Tubbo asked, ready to put in any order.

"Just get McDonald's really." You sighed leaning back on the rocks.

"Im not hungry." Tommy said bluntly.

Tubbo nodded and walked away from you both leaving you two to sit in silence for a while with the small waves crashing, and kids having their own fun. It was a comfortable silence to you, but Tommy kept figeting over where he sat criss-crossed.

Tommy finally spoke up. "Im actually fucking starving ya know?

"No I don't! You should've asked for food!" You laughed in disbelief.

Tommy sighed. "Do you want to get some food and ditch Tubbo for now?"

Your eyes widened, not opposed to the idea, but was this his plan the whole time?

He continued on, "We could go sit at that pizza place and order some food there. Just the two of us until Tubbo freaks out."

You opened your mouth to protest leaving your brother in the dark, but he beat you to it.

"Dont worry about Tubbo! Stuff rolls off his back easy."

"No it dosent-"

"Yeah it does! You wanna just go out with me now?!" Tommy exclaimed.

"Are you getting annoyed?" You asked amused at his words.

"No I am not I just-"

"Yeah I want to go to the pizza place now. I would love to Tommyinnit." You smiled at him and he smiled back.

Both of you got up and made your way over to that small pizza diner close to the beach. You only could hope this goes as well as you wanted it to

[pricescigar]

Lev Kravchenko

Soft NSFW HC's

Requested by: @justagenderfluidstuff

No specific gender set, for everyone to enjoy!

Photo taken by me

Kravchenko loves your body it doesn't matter if it's; Small, curvy, muscular or even round he loves you for you

He loves touching you and feeling you all over, if you have scars he'd kiss them gently, no matter what you've been through or endured; It builds your character

Showering you with kisses like the diety you are, he worships you and loves you. And always wants you to bring immense pleasure to you

Praying you with every step if the way, telling you how much he loves you constantly while he continues to kiss you like there's no tomorrow

If you'd let him, he'd kiss you with his tongue and that is a whole difference experience than you could ever imagine

If its one thing for sure, he's always gentle with you first hand before the real passion begins

"You've got a beautiful body Rybka... I love it."

What he loves most is seeing you wearing his turtleneck, bonus if you're not wearing anything underneath too

He loves it when you sit on his lap, he can get a good view of you just as much as you can get a good view on him

Marking your body with hickies is his no.1 thing to do, you belong to him and only him and no one else the purple/blue bruises on your; neck, collarbone, anywhere else he can take claim is an indication

Kravchenko loves smacking your ass, he's a very cheeky man at heart but that ass of yours always loves a good hand mark; By tease, or pure pleasure

Or just a nice little pat when he's spooning you when you two cuddle, just move your butt to the lower half for good measures

Did I ever mention that Kravchenko is a thigh person? Because he his, and he absolutely loves them espeically when he marks you

If you two ever felt spicy in the bedroom and played a little dress up, he'd stare at you in admiration and play along

It's his fortè and he loves sewing you dress up for him anyways, it's like a little show that's put on for him

"Dance for me like that again, I love seeing your body move..."

Want to try a new position, of course, if you feel comfortable and would only want your consent before trying anything

Once he finds that little sweet spot of yours, either by kissing or the good old touch he loves hearing you Music to his ears he would say

He has a safe word for you to use if things go too far or get uncomfortable for your liking the worse being: "Pchelka."

The softer side of him only lasts so long before you see the rough and passionate side of him

Then you're in for a real treat for thst night

[detective-horse-girl]

I love toying with emotions, it is my fortè

-Ranboo beloved underscore, talking about flirting with his volleyball opponents to make them play worse