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little-miss-dilf-lover · 2 years ago

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Ok so- I need some period fluff with Peter Quill. I saw you do it for Tangerine, and while I’m not a part of that fandom, i thought it would be really sweet to do it with Quill.

It’s totally okay if you’re not interested or too busy or something! Just a thought!

~Bear🐻

hii bear!! I just had to do this first (again sorry to all the others in my inbox, I’ll get there, I promise) thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

if anyone wants the tan fic, link is here

“shark week”

Peter Quill x f reader

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warnings || periods but no specific details, fluff

I don’t usually struggle with titles, but this one I did (could you tell?) 😭 I’ll change it if I think of something better

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When it was your time of the month, you had a tendency to be quite sluggish and withdrawn, only ever leaving the bedroom to get more snacks or to use the bathroom. So when Peter noticed that you were confined to the comfort of his apartment on Knowhere, he was naturally a bit worried. You and Peter had been dating for a little while now, so your periods weren’t exactly foreign to him. It was just something that usually slipped his mind as he’d often be confused by different calendars amongst various planets.

Today was your least favourite of all, the day of your period that left you feeling debilitated. So for that very reason, you had spent the majority of the day snuggled in Peter’s sheets, drifting in and out of sleep and eating copious amounts of Zarg Nuts.

Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you see Peter standing in the doorway looking at you with an uneasy expression that instantly softens once he sees you awaken. “Hey,” he says softly, making his way over to the bed and taking a seat at the edge. “You doing okay?” Lacing his hand into yours, brushing his thumb over the back of it.

“Yeah.” You reply, sweetly smiling at him. “Just feeling shitty.”

“Why?” He tenderly questions, eyebrows furrowing as if to analyse your face.

“Bleeding.” You whisper, softly chuckling.

His eyes blow huge, darting over you with caution. “Oh— oh” he responds, finally catching on. “Shark week… again?”

“Yeah Pete, that’s how they work.” You laugh hard, abruptly cutting off when you feel something you shouldn’t have.

His reaction mimics yours, eyes widening when he sees your parted lips. “What? You okay?” His gaze follows you as you bolt out of bed. “What’s going on?”

“Just need—“ your reply muffles behind the bathroom door.

“Need what?” He sweetly questions, nuzzling his ear to the door.

“Shit.” You mumble. Now talking loud enough for him to hear. “In the nightstand, top drawer… there’s a—a paper type box, please can you bring it to me?”

Within seconds, he’s back and knocking on the door with your box of feminine products. “Do I put it under the door, or— or close my eyes? I don’t know what to do, what do I do here?” He replies, his tone flustered as he presses back up against the door.

Adjusting yourself and hiding the toilet paper. “You can come in.”

He slowly opens the door, hand clutched over his eyes as he wavers the box towards you, using the space around him as a guide. Accidentally bumping into a few things along the way. “Put your hand out… what can I get you? What do you need?” He warmly asks, gingerly backing out to give you a moment of privacy.

Stifling a snicker as you watch him leave. “I think I’m okay for now… maybe some tea? Steal it from Mantis, she has good tea.”

“On it.” Running away only to return a second later. Enunciating through the door. “I love you!”

“I love you!” You loudly reply, a wide smile spread along your lips.

When you return to the bedroom, you see Peter bundled under the covers with snacks spread across the bed, holding items to help with your cramps and pains. “Get in.” He grins, opening the covers so you could slip yourself in beside him. Snuggling next to him, he lifts your head so he could support your neck with his bicep, holding you tight against him. “I don’t know if you need this now, or…?” He starts, pulling a hot water bottle from under the sheets.

“Was that on your stomach?” You ask, a giggle held behind your lips.

Chuckling. “Yeah… feels really good.”

“Yeah, I know.” You laugh, nuzzling the side of your head into his chest. “I don’t need it right now, you can keep it.”

“Oh, you’re the best.” He smiles, resting the flat bottle over his abdomen. “Just take it off me if you need it.”

Hiding a grin, you look up at him, gazing in admiration. “I need it now.” Watching his smile slightly fade. “I’m just kidding.”

He fakes a laugh with accentuated and playful features. “Do you need anything? … medicine? Back rub? Foot rub? Kisses? Bath? Sleep? Food? Chocolate? Tummy rub? Tea? — no we got tea. I think making out will help, yeah making out will definitely help.” He aimlessly lists, staring up at the ceiling.

“Yes.”

“To what?” He boyishly grins, twisting his neck to kiss your temple.

“To it all.” You reply, wrapping your arm over his chest. “But I think a nap first, that okay?”

“I’m always down for a nap.”

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l-in-the-light · 3 months ago

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I love the Heart Pirates 🥰♥️. Would you write sth for the relationship Law and his crew (especially Bepo🐻)? Does Law love his crew just the same as he loves Cora?

Sure, this will be that post :D there isn't that many Hearts Pirates scenes in the manga, so it will probably end up being more Hearts appreciation post than strict analysis :) but I will do my best! Also I will use some neat quotes from the novel, in case you want to skip those they're all written in italics so it's easy to avoid them!

Also really sorry it took me forever to get to this ask!

Let's introduce our power rangers Sora-fanboying crew. That idea probably got born all the way back in the North Blue, when Law, Bepo, Penguin and Shachi were living together as children and sharing stories and talking into late night hours before falling asleep.

First of all, Hearts Pirates are strategists. All crewmates know their roles they have to play in a battle. There's always someone responsible for the Polar Tang, usually it's Hakugan (taking care of the ship so it doesn't get damaged is essential, because that ship is not only their means of travelling but also their home). There are people responsible for providing cover (Shachi and Penguin, Law's most trusted guys besides Bepo). There is a bodyguard - Jean Bart (or should I call him a tank? :D), making sure Law doesn't get hit when preparing powerful counterattacks.

Second of all, the biggest strength of Heart Pirates isn't their individual feats, fighting skills or not even their ace in the sleeve - the overpowered captain. Their true strength lies in their teamwork. They always work like a team, supporting each other and cooperating to help Law win his battles.

Hearts are apparently very strong in sea battles. Seems their usual strategy is to go for sinking the enemy's ship (very sly and effective). They're also good at fighting in the water, which is refreshing in comparison to many other crews depending solely on devil fruits powers.

Also RIP Polar Tang :(

Bepo has actually the most jobs to do, surprisingly. He's the navigator, he's the main attacker who often plays support for Law, but he also uses his mink/animal senses to track down enemies and instruct where each crewmate is needed! He's definitely very reliable.

“Sorry, I got nothing. If only I was a smarter polar bear… I’m no use, I should just disappear.”

“Hah hah! Just having strong legs doesn’t make you the best at peddling, Bepo. Man, you really are clumsy. You were so wobbly I thought for sure you were going to crash. It was scary just watching you!”

“Hm, you’re right. I wonder why I can’t ride a bike to save my life… I’ll just leave and figure my life out then.”

Despite Bepo's poor self-esteem, he's a really good fighter. Bepo's kung-fu (bear-fu? :D) fighting style is so unique too. Law often trusts him to "take care of things". Bepo has also one more powerful ace up his sleeve, his sulong form, though apparently he can't control it at all. It's only thanks to Chopper's rumble ball that Bepo was able to control his form for the very first time, without even a full moon visible in the sky.

Of course Bepo is also a very outstanding navigator. I mean, I dare you all to try to draw a better map with those huge paws! They're not exactly suited to hold a pen!

I do have to mention though that Law had a momentary pause before finding their current location ("around here") on this map, haha. He would never admit it though. He's so proud of his navigator! Also, keeping that map with him must have made Law happy, because he got reminded of Bepo even when he wasn't with him.

It's so tattered too and needed some tapes ;-;

Bepo is also, sort of, second in command after Law. He's responsible for new recruits who work directly under him. That gives us some sort of insight in how the hierarchy works in Hearts crew. There is Law whose word is absolute, then Bepo, then Shachi and Penguin, then the rest, then the fresh recruits.

It's not quite like in Strawhats where everyone is more or less equal in their positions. Even in the novel Law sometimes calls them friends and sometimes underlings, but in Punk Hazard and Egghead he instead calls them "nakama" (his crewmates, companions), so that apparently has changed at some point as Law grew up.

These two are my subordinates! I won’t let scum like you call them “things”!

I let out a large sigh. I have to keep it together. I have to protect my underlings. My friends.

Bepo, Penguin, Shachi. I told you to be my underlings, so I have a responsibility as your boss.

As much as Law treats his Heart Pirates as equals, his responsibility over them makes him take a higher position over them. But he doesn't interfere much in how they organize things around each other. Bepo took it on himself to be the second in command and Law never protested or questioned that. Basically their importance in the crew is based on the order in which they joined.

“Hold on, both of you ate three pieces and I only had two! You guys are new here, so you should be putting me first!” (Bepo complains while Law thinks to himself:) I should have just given them all equal portions to begin with instead of piling everything on a single plate; that’s what I think as I quietly shovel my fourth piece into my mouth.

Law himself is a bit sneaky, he might think he should make sure things are more equal around his crew, but at the end of the day he just doesn't do anything about it. They're free to do whatever they want. That's the type of captain he is.

When Wolf is out of the house, the four of us work on the farm, go fishing, clean, and do the laundry. During free time, each of us will focus on the things we want to do. I spend most of my time reading medical books and learning how to use my power. Bepo uses his time to study navigation. Penguin and Shachi simply have a desire to get stronger. But since their way of doing things didn’t allow them to improve, I had to borrow weapons from Wolf and teach them swordsmanship and gunnery. Seeing someone I'm teaching getting better at it is more rewarding than I thought it would be. Whenever I see how happy Penguin or Shachi are when they hit the bullseye, I can’t help but smile.

Law also trained them all by himself.

But back to Bepo. He's also a bit of a silly bear who needs to be looked after. He doesn't stand the heat very well, he's a bit of a slow thinker, he also panicks very easily and often calls out to Law to save him or stay with him. And that feeling is usually mutual, because Law also wants to take care of him:

“Don’t worry, Bepo. Even if you get injured and covered in blood, I’ll fix you up at the clinic.”

“Assuming I do get injured! Aye-aye!”

Hah hah. What a goof.

Bepo is a bit like a younger sibling to Law, he can be strong but also very clumsy and silly, and it for sure appeals to Law's protective side. He kinda stepped up (it was probably subconsciously) to be a temporary older brother figure for him in absence of Zepo. He was ready to throw away his Wano's raid plans just because Bepo had a stomachache and asked him to stay by his side. Bepo is also the only person Law has any sort of physical closeness with. Those two grew really close with each other.

But Bepo is dependable when it matters. He was also a guardian of Whale Forest back on Zou, so Law isn't the only one who recognizes that quality in Bepo.

“Law, I brought you some hot tea. It’s made with tea from the old man’s garden. He said it helps calm nerves.”

“Thank you, Bepo.”

“No problem. You’ve been having nightmares a lot lately.”

“I know. I must be worrying Penguin and Shachi too.”

“You don’t want to talk about it?” Bepo asked with an earnest look on his face.

“No; right now, I can’t get my own thoughts together, sorry.”

“It’s fine. But I’m here if you ever want to talk about it.”

Law is close friends with Penguin and Shachi as well, but it seems it's Bepo he confides in most of the time. It might be because Bepo shows his concern and care very openly, making it especially hard for Law to refuse or dismiss it. And it's a good thing, because Law really needs someone openly caring and loving like Bepo in his life.

Bepo is clearly higher in command than Penguin and Shachi, and they both respect him despite the rocky beginning of their friendship:

“That's what you thought while they beat you?”

“Yes. I thought if I let them do it, maybe we could become friends.” Friends. It’s a word I hadn't heard in a long time. I no longer have any. They were all burned in a fire. (…) As my mind wanders, I begin to wonder why a polar bear is here, alone. Actually, if I think about it, he’s probably just like I had been before. I've become a little more interested in his situation.

Law's crew respects him and looks up to him, but they also voice out their own opinions and approvals or lack there of. They also occassionally allow themselves some really lewd comments, like in the picture above :D I bet you anything they would also call out Law on acting cute if they saw him with Chopper strapped to his head.

Damn, Penguin even looks like he's a bit jealous of Chopper's position. They fanboy Law so much despite being slightly older than him!

Shachi and Penguin are Law's intel and watchers. Penguin seems to be the smarter one out of the two of them, basing it on the rational comments he makes. But Shachi's skills in the water are also nothing to sneeze at! And as a bonus skill, Shachi apparently cuts the hair for others in the crew.

“Hey, you two.” I call Shachi and Penguin calmly. “You have nowhere to go, do you? I know you can't go back to your relatives' house either.”

“That is the only place we would never return to.”

“Alright; then you won't. Be my subordinates. And for now, you can live here.”

The four of us—myself, Bepo, Penguin and Shachi—have experienced immense loneliness in this world, and somehow managed to overcome despair.

I think it's possible Law recruited everyone in his crew in similar fashion (of course his first three friends remain special regardless). He seems to have easier time to relate to people who know how despair feels like and he wants to help them leave that feeling behind, to see things from a different perspective, to show them that no matter what, there are still probably other ways out, and if there aren't, he will make one happen.

Heart Pirates are also responsible for lesser tasks so that Law himself doesn't have to do it, like keeping an eye on Luffy.

Some Hearts, like Clione, Uni and Ikkaku even disagreed with the idea of the alliance. At first I thought Law told his crew that they don't have to get along with the Strawhats, because he respected that some might feel uncomfortable doing that, but nah, in the end it was just payback for Luffy not introducing Law to his own crew properly.

It's not the only time Law's crew complained to him so directly. When they were supposed to enter the New World, Law told them they need to wait and that they need to shut up and listen to him, because they should trust his plans. Despite his crew's big enthusiasm and competitive spirit, they were actually a bit scared to enter the New World, because when they saw beasts in the calm belt they definitely panicked a bit. So Law's decision was probably the right course of action.

Bepo also isn't afraid to scold his captain, when Law stares at yonko instead of escaping Marineford or when he chooses to drop down the waterfall in Wano. Law always seems to win each and every time tho. They also have no fear on calling him out for showing off ;)

Let's not forget that despite the fact that Heart Pirates can voice their complains openly, they were still kinda left in the dark and learned about the alliance from the newspaper. Ouchie, Law :D Nami might have a point when she said Law is just like Luffy.

They're very loyal, not only to Law, but to each other as well. They also share their duties on Polar Tang, like cleaning or maintaining the submarine, all together.

“You… no, the lot of you can really help others without asking anything in return, huh.” (Wolf about Law, Shachi, Penguin and Bepo)

Shachi, Penguin and Bepo always accompany Law wherever he goes.

His whole crew protects him whenever they can.

And of course they love him so much. Law might be a grumpy captain, but he for sure returns the love he received from them, in his own way. Let's not forget Bepo, Penguin and Shachi were there for him when he lost everyone again, after what happened to Cora-san. They basically supported each other in their biggest time of need.

Despite some of them protesting, they all get along with Strawhats in that alliance in the end :) Hearts are also very fun loving people, who definitely like to party :D

Law might be quite overprotective about his crew, but he does trust them enough to take care of themselves and pick their own battles in the Onigashima's raid. Hearts also worry for Law a lot and cheer him on and celebrate his won battles ❤

“Hmph. Well, alright then. It’s just that when you’re not feeling well, the rest of the lot are out of it too.” (Wolfe said this to Law, suggesting that whenever Law is feeling under the weather, it affects his friends)

I have to act strong. I have to act cool. If I stay gloomy in this situation, the other three will continue to live in fear. I can’t let that happen. (Law to himself)

At first Law didn't think much about his responsibility over his crew, he learned that along the way and thanks to Wolf's guidance. He decided to do everything he can so he can protect his friends and show them that they can rely on him, and they make sure to return the favour.

Now let's take a moment to celebrate Penguin and Shachi being little horny perverts ;)

In the end, I'm the only one scolded by Wolf. Bepo and the other two look at me like they are sorry, but I know that tomorrow things will be exactly the same. Since we’ve been living together, I’ve learned that these three will forget their transgressions in a day’s time.

This is probably another reason why Law chooses to ignore most of Hearts antics :D

I gotta say Shachi is certainly having hots for Penguin, basing it on this image ;) or at least he would be even more into him if he had, well, bigger tits.

Now we all know Law left his crew on Zou so that Doflamingo doesn't use them against him in the fight. But did you ever wonder why Law recruited Jean Bart into his crew? Saving a slave is one thing, but taking him into his crew is another. I think Law cares for his crew so much that he recruited someone strong and experienced as a captain who can take care of them in case Law can't (in time of need when he's missing in action, but also in case something went horribly wrong and they would be left without a captain). Recruiting Jean Bart was a strategic move and I believe it's to make sure someone takes care of the Heart Pirates in Law's absence.

“I definitely want to see my brother," Bepo said after a long silence. “It’s fun living here with everyone and all, but sometimes I think of him. I wonder if he’s doing okay, or if something happened to him. That’s why I’ve continued studying navigation since I got here. I’m terrible at it, but I can finally draw maps. So I definitely want to set out to find my brother some day, I think.”

This is one of the reasons why Heart Pirates ventured into Grand Line, besides Law's motivation to fullfill Cora-san's wish. He actually made sure to fullfill Bepo's wish before his very own one!

And finally, to answer your second question in the ask: does Law love his Heart Pirates as much as he loves Cora-san? I will allow Law to speak for himself, quoting the novel:

What was Cora-san for me? We had no blood relationship, and we didn't even know each other that long. Yet somehow, we were family. A love that could be felt without even putting it into words. I was wondering if I could love someone like that again. If I stay with Junk-ya and the bear, can I come to love them? Or will it continue to be a give and take relationship, as the old man says, where we just use each other?

After Wolf signed his name, we all followed suit. Seeing all our names next to each other on the paper, it’s strange. It is almost like we were a family.

Actually, we all looked happy, myself included. This place is definitely irreplaceable to me, I realized once again.

I can’t keep looking backwards; I have to move forward. Together with the happiness of being with friends, no matter how much I waver.

I found some salted fish that was on sale, so I bought it. In my head popped the pleasantly surprised faces of Bepo and the old man, and the expressions I imagined soon became my own.

Two months have flown by since the five of us started this life together. Eating meals, bathing, thinking of games to play, and bullshitting together under the same roof. It's the type of life I had never experienced until now.

But I have friends now—I have people who can allow me to forget the pain and the rage by distracting me with stupid things. That’s all I need.

And in case you wonder how did Law ask them to become a pirate crew together, here you go:

“I'll be leaving the island in a week. What do you want to do?” I ask them the question, trying to stay as natural as possible. “I will not force you to do anything. You can very well continue to lead the same life, to eat with the old man by exchanging jokes and get on with your job in town. Only, if… if you ever… wanted to come, then… that… that would help me a lot.”

(and after they all enthusiasthically agree:)

“Alright, I know I can count on you. That's all I'm saying.”

And from that moment on, Law gives them a name: Heart Pirates. Because they're a crew that belongs to Law, but also to Cora-san, and that's the meaning behind the name. If Cora-san lived, Hearts would be *his* crew as well. In some alternative reality, they could all be happy together sailing the seas.

So I guess, my final answer is: Law loves them because he found friends in them, his new family, and he wished he could share this happiness with Cora-san as well. I doubt there are many people out there who would get that privileage! Heart Pirates are definitely irreplaceable to him.

#one piece #trafalgar law #heart pirates #bepo #shachi #penguin #jean bart #shachi x penguin #corazon #Law's novel #I tried to not include my headcanons about Heart Pirates #because I don't want to mix it up with actual analysis and quotes #I don't have that many of Hearts headcanons anyway :D #also I had troubles uploading pictures to tumblr so some of them are on external site! sorry!#Law and friendships #ask #law's light novel

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daysofyellowroses · 11 months ago

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carmen berzatto x reader | 2.2k | 18+ minors dni | tw: smut, more smut & tooth-rotting cuteness

prompt was: Carmy doing something mad cheesy and cute for his girl on v-day like he tells her that he has to work on valentines just to surprise her with a super romantic evening like you get home and there’s nice music playing there’s heart confetti in the entry way leading to the dining room and a huge bouquet of roses and a cute teddy bear is on the table and he’s in the kitchen finishing up something looking straight out of a Michelin star menu and he’s like “ oh I bought you new comfy clothes and I got your favorite movie ready for us “ and there’s candles and champagne and you’re just over the moon happy bc he would just do it for his girl bc he wants her to be happy and feel loved and not just bc he wants his dick wet (even though I mean after all the effort he’s ofc getting a big reward) but I could see him totally not even caring about the sexual part and just wanting to worship his girl that day and appreciate how much love they share - as requested by the very lovely and extremely talented @thecapricunt1616 if you don't go check out their work then..you are missing out, go read the bear & his honey it is phenomenal 🌼

this is a valentine's themed story, and i may not be posting it on actual valentine's day but i am posting it on galentine's day which is, frankly, the superior day anyway 🌼

🐻

As much as you didn't really care about Valentine's Day, part of you was still a little disappointed when Carmy told you that he'd put himself down to work a late shift, having forgotten what day it would be. Nobody could swap with him and you accepted that it would just be a regular day.

It wasn't like you and Carm never had dates or didn't do romantic things for each other but..it would have been nice to spend the evening together, even just relaxing on the couch.

From the moment you woke up on the 14th, there was seemingly no escape from the fact that it was Valentine's Day. Every song on the radio was a love song, social media was already flooded with endless posts of love heart pancakes, it was a little much.

Then there was work. At first it was a little cute, the management had arranged for everyone to get a little rose, and there were a couple of boxes of fancy chocolates in the break room. But then there was a seemingly unending stream of couriers dropping off huge bouquets of flowers, giant teddies, endless cards. You were sure some of them had been sent by the recipients anyway, rolling your eyes as yet another excited shriek sounded.

It wasn't that you were jealous, it would actually be pretty mortifying to have to stand there while some random guy belted out a song or recited a horribly cheesy poem at you. It was more of a reminder that you were just having a normal day, you wouldn't get to go home and spend the evening with your boyfriend, feel immense love and happiness.

At the end of the day, you could barely breathe in the elevator, cramped in at the back, surrounded by teddies and flowers, the scent overwhelming. You looked up to the ceiling, taking a deep breath and trying to tune out the chatter happening around you.

‘We actually got reservations at Ever’

‘We're spending the night at the Peninsula’

‘I definitely think he's gonna propose, I found a Tiffany brochure in the nightstand’

When you got to your car, you took a moment to enjoy the silence once you sat in before hooking your phone up to the speaker and blasting your least romantic playlist.

You stopped off at the nearest supermarket on the way home, picking up a bottle of wine, a frozen pizza and some already half-off heart shaped candies by the cash register. There were at least three men ahead of you in the line, all frantically checking their watches as they clutched slightly wilted bouquets and expensive cards.

By the time you got home all you wanted to do was sink into the bath with your bottle of wine, and forget about the day. You took your phone out as you left the car, sending a quick message to Carmy as you made your way into the building.

‘Hey babe, hope work is going okay. Love you ❤️’

You tucked your phone into your pocket before reaching into your bag for your keys, jostling the grocery bag in your other arm.

As soon as you opened the door you could sense something was happening, raising a brow as you heard music playing. The lights were on, dimmed low. You closed the door, looking down at the ground and turning slowly.

There were rose petals strewn across the floor in the shape of a heart, with more loose petals leading down to the living room. You smiled to yourself, biting your lip as you shook your head. Either you had a boyfriend who'd told you a white lie or a very romantic burglar had broken in.

You set the grocery bag down in the hall, taking off your coat and hanging it up before walking into the living room. You couldn't help but laugh with joy, placing your hand over your mouth as you found the biggest bouquet of roses you'd ever seen sitting on the middle of the coffee table.

Sitting on the couch was a stupidly large teddy bear, wearing Carm's beef t-shirt that was more often worn by you anyway. You walked over to the couch, smiling as you touched the teddy's soft head. You looked over your shoulder as you heard a familiar voice, finding your boyfriend leaning against the doorway, his sleeves rolled up and a dish towel over his shoulder.

“Hey,” You grinned. “could've sworn you said you had to work tonight.”

“Well..about that,” Carm grinned, holding out his hand. “there's a chance I was lying.”

“Just a slim chance, is it?” You raised a brow with a smile, stepping closer and taking Carm's hand before he gently dragged you into the kitchen.

“So slim,” Carmy nodded, pulling you in for a kiss before you pulled back and took in the sight of the kitchen. The lights were dimmed low, candles dotted about on the counter and the table, a bottle of wine you knew was super expensive and two glasses waiting.

“Hope you don't mind.”

“I suppose I can forgive you,” You murmured softly, unable to stop smiling as you looked back at your boyfriend. “just this once. This is all..incredible, I can't believe you've done this.”

“I can be romantic when I want to be.” Carm winked at you, walking to the oven and slowly opening it.

You took a deep breath as you took everything in, your hand over your heart.

You wanted to tell Carm that he was always romantic, even when he didn't think he was. Like when he would bring home a dessert for you, when he would let you steal his clothes, dance with you in the kitchen after a long day, spend whole days wrapped around you when you just needed him to be there and couldn't go anywhere.

You wanted to tell him he didn't need to do so much, but..you loved that he did. Yes, it was a slightly ridiculous made up day that had driven you crazy but when it was Carm making such an effort to treat you..it felt important and real.

“Oh, before I forget,”

You snapped out of your thoughts as you heard Carm's voice, looking over to him.

“I know you said you didn't need it but..I got you that hoodie you wanted,” He smiled. “with the..letters and all that. It's in the bedroom.”

“I don't know what to say,” You smiled, tears starting to well in your eyes. “I..”

“Then don't say anything,” Carm shrugged with a grin. “Just enjoy.”

“That I can do.” You nodded, stepping closer to give him a kiss before heading to the bedroom, your heart achingly full.

Sitting on the floor by your bed was a pink gift bag, red tissue paper with white hearts placed on the top of it. You pictured Carm carefully arranging the paper, wanting it to be perfect.

You went to the bag, carefully moving the tissue paper and reaching inside it to pull out a ridiculously soft hoodie, tears starting to spill from your eyes. You had mentioned, weeks back, when you were laying on the couch with Carm one evening that you had seen a hoodie you liked, lifting your phone to show him. He'd asked if you were going to buy it and you said you'd think about, but it was a little too expensive.

And suddenly there it was, in your hands. You carefully laid it on the bed before going for a shower, laughing to yourself when you thought about how lucky you were, barely able to believe it. After your shower you put on your new hoodie, letting out a relaxed sigh at how soft it felt.

Once you were ready you went to the kitchen, just in time for Carm to hand you a plate and a glass of wine.

“It's just pasta,” He smiled, kissing your cheek. “Come on, I got the movie ready to go.”

You looked down to your plate, raising a brow. In theory it was just pasta, in reality it was a work of art.

“This is too beautiful to eat,” You grinned, looking over to Carm as he got his own plate. “But I'm willing to ignore that.”

As you walked into the living room, you laughed softly as you saw what was waiting on the screen, looking over to Carm.

“We don't have to watch it again.”

“I know, but we will,” He grinned. “It's your favorite.”

“You're my favorite, you softy.” You smiled, sitting down on the couch beside the teddy and resting your plate on your lap. Carm went to sit beside you, picking up the teddy and carefully setting it aside.

“Sorry buddy, she's all mine.”

After the most perfect dinner, you laid down on the couch, your head in Carm's lap as he trailed his fingers along your arm.

“I love you,” You murmured softly, turning to look up at your boyfriend. “kinda feels like I should tell you, getting that vibe today.”

“That's so funny, I got the same vibe,” Carm grinned, moving his hand to touch your cheek gently. “I love you too. So much.”

You sat up, gently touching Carm's cheek as you leaned in for a kiss, your heart swelling as you felt him smile against your lips.

After a while you found yourself sitting in Carm's lap, your hands gently moving through his hair, his hands under your hoodie and gently stroking your waist.

It was slow and intimate and perfect, but you could feel a growing need for more.

As if he could sense your rising desire, Carm pulled back and smiled as he touched your cheek, his eyes focused on you.

“We don't..we don't have to do anything, if you're not in the mood,” He murmured softly. “I'm having the time of my life just being in the same room as you.”

You could have cried. Cried because you knew he truly meant it. He never did anything for you because he expected something in return, never made you feel like you owed him something. Even on a day that basically forced couples into bed, you knew he wouldn't be upset or push you if you said no.

“Look at you,” You murmured with a grin, touching Carm's cheek. “you are so perfect it makes me worry that you're actually a psychopath. Luckily you're a chef so I don't have to worry too much about that.”

He laughed and kissed you deeply, your arms winding around his neck.

“I'm serious,” He smiled as he rested his forehead against yours. “just because it's a certain day it doesn't mean we need to do anything.”

“I know,” You grinned, pulling back and moving your hand to gently stroke Carm's hair. “but I would want to be with you no matter what day. And I haven't given you your gift yet.”

“Oh yeah?” Carm raised a brow, unable to hide the grin on his face. “What is it?”

“A surprise of course,” You teased, getting up from the couch, holding your hand out. “come with me and find out.”

He does.

You take him to the bedroom, after a couple of stops for one of you to pull the other in for a kiss.

You tell him to get on the bed, you stand at the end of it.

Despite the slight nerves, you relax when he smiles at you. Your leggings are slowly peeled off, your hoodie pulled away to leave you in a lingerie set that, judging by the way Carm's jaw fell open, was absolutely worth the money.

You give him a full view, turning around in a slow circle before crawling onto the bed and into his lap.

It's quite impressive how speechless he is, taking a moment before he surges forward and kisses you deeply.

His hands are everywhere, fingers digging into you in the most wonderful way. It doesn't take long for marks to bloom on your neck and chest, for you go be laid out on your back, panties tugged aside. He stops you when you go to peel them off, tells you how pretty they make you look .

He takes his time, tongue working you over slowly. You beg for more, he gives you more. His fingers stretch you so perfectly it's almost enough but not quite.

You see stars, breath catching in your throat as you cry out. He moves on top of you, you pull him in to taste yourself.

He's pushed onto his back, you graze your nails over his jeans, tell him to take it all off, slowly. He obliges, a deeper hunger growing in you as he reveals himself to you. Every time feels like the first time, fills you with desire.

Your hand grips his wrist as he goes to take off his shorts, you tell him you got it. His hand moves into your hair as you taste him, endless praise spills from his lips.

Your hands grip the sheets, your back arched as you moan louder than you ever thought possible. His hand moves along your back, his touch firm but full of love.

You lay side by side, hands reaching out to touch each other as your heads turn and eyes meet.

There are no words, but you both know what they are.

After a while you slip your hoodie back on, give Carm a wink as you leave the room.

As you sit between Carm's legs, his arms wrapped firmly around you as you look back and feed him a half-off chocolate, you think maybe this Valentine's Day thing isn't so bad after all.

#the bear #the bear 🐻#the bear fic #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x you #carmy berzatto x you #valentine's day

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greattigerssimp · 1 month ago

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Okokok hear me out on this one

The boxers stranded on an island 😏

Will they survive or starve?

Boxers on an island! (If they were alone lol)

(Idk what the cover should be, soooo uh... pov: on a date with Don Flamenco at Culvers)

(Tw: mentions of death)

Glass Joe 🇫🇷 🥐

- He's not surviving

- If the fear doesn't get to him, the animals and inability to eat fresh meat and self-purified water will

- Would die on his first day, and would just cry and cry until someone either found him or he perishes

Von Kaiser 🇩🇪 🔩

- Physically he could, but mentally he'd be a train wreck

- His mental state could go either way... he'd either perish under the anxiety of being alone, or he'd go completely crazy and kill anything that moves or makes a nosie

- His initial plan would be to build a raft, but if that doesn't work, than he's getting shipwrecked and going crazy

Disco Kid 🇺🇲 🕺

- Imo I don't think so... his life is pretty ritzy and somewhat materialistic; idk if he'd survive... probably not

- His plan would be to signal for an aircraft or ship passerby by shouting

- If he'd die, he'd probably get eaten by an animal he thought was friendly

King Hippo 🏝 🦛

- Would flourish and live on that island forever

- Would re-establish Hippo society and would leave his career as a boxer behind

- Only thing that would kill him is an island intruder

Piston Hondo 🇯🇵🍣

- Absolutely would survive

- His short term plan would be to locate himself using the stars, build a raft, and follow the northern star to civilization- his long term plan would be to build a shelter and find/purify clean water

- Would def take shelter in a cave since I don't think he'd be the building type of person

Bear Hugger 🇨🇦 🐻

- Would make it out alive!

- Would befriend all of the animals on the island and use them to get back to civilization (Would absolutely ride a dolphin or an unrealistically huge manta ray back to NY and he'd act like it's normal)

- If he was ever gonna die though, it'd be because of dehydration

Great Tiger 🇮🇳 🐅

- Wouldn't he teleport out of the island and live???

- If he couldn't use his magic, he'd probably try building a shelter and fail at it

- Would def die in a unique way, like... idk like eating a plant that was poisonous

Don Flamenco 🇪🇸 🥀

- Just like Joe, but he'd also go completely crazy like Kaiser

- Would strangle a random animal out of pure rage of living in an unkempt island away from people

- Would die trying to swim back to civilization

Aran Ryan 🇮🇪 😈

- Ohhh the wildlife of the island should fear him

- He's killing everything in sight and then burn everything bc I hey hoooo I hc that he knows how to make fire >:)

- Would swim back to civilization but would never be mentally sound for it ever again... (as if he was in the first place)

Soda Popinski 🇷🇺 🍾

- Big ball of anxiety, would perish, but would at least try to survive

- Has no plan, would just keep himself warm, fed and hydrated until someone saves him

- 50/50 perish rate depending on if he gets saved

Bald Bull 🇹🇷 🐂

- Would survive... would take Soda's strategy and perfect it

- He would defend himself against the wildlife effectively and would keep to himself most days and nights

- Would absolutely get found, but would be the type of guy to NOT look pretty after surviving on an island

Super Macho Man 🇺🇸 🌊

- He'd think he could survive, but he can't

- His knowledge of island survival comes from Hollywood movies and shows, so... very limited.

- He would perish by making a makeshift surfboard, trying to surf to civilization, would ALMOST make it... but would perish before he even knew he was there.

Mr Sandman 💤 🟢

- Would survive, but only because he's popular and Mr. Dream would send a seven nation army to find him

- Actually would love to be stranded and alone... away from Mr. Dream, if he ever found himself in that situation (he won't verbally admit this tho)

- He would perish laying on the beach, resting until one of many wildlife dangers killed him or if he'd be found by Mr. Dream

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naeverse · 3 months ago

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The Beast Within (1/2)

~ Ｖｉｃｅ＃１ ~

𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲

(𝐎𝐜𝐭. 𝟏-𝟔)

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𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦:

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴

"𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘴 '𝘐.'"

Ｍｕｓｉｃ：

“𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴” - 𝘐𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘓𝘢𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘢

“𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬” - 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘢 𝘊𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰

Art was found on Pinterest.

All credit goes to the original artists, designers, and photographers.

🐻staring: Beast!Miguel O’Hara x Explorer Fem!Reader

✒️preview:

He cleared his throat, crouching down to your level as you sat on the edge of his bed. “My body is craving a new mate, little twig,” he bluntly stated, his face full of seriousness.

“I haven’t cared about mating in a long while, but you’ve reawakened the urge,” he explained, his hands constantly seeking to touch you, now running along your arms. “So for my… price,” Miguel’s eyes locked onto yours, taking in your emotions that were hard for him to read.

“I want to mate with you, humanita.”

❄️summary: The Monster of the Great Mountains was a tale that spread far and wide—a story of a creature that slaughtered anyone who dared enter the snowy peaks of the Great Mountains. Fueled by the growing fear propagated by the media, you decided to take on this legend. As a supernatural explorer, you sought out hauntings, monsters, and creepy artifacts, determined to prove to the world that they were simply tales told in the dark—nothing more.

But with your latest discovery, you may soon find that not every story is just a story.

🖤tw/cw: Big Dick Miguel, Blood (Just a smidge), Body Worship, Cock Bulge, Claiming, Cunninglius, Dirty Talk, Gore, Marking, Multiple Organisms, Non-human AU, Olfactophilia, Oral Sex, Ownership, Pussy Worship, Scent Kink, Size Kink, Size Different, Riding, Violence, many more…

🏔️Pet names: Gusano (Worm), Humanita (Little Human), Terca (Stubborn One)

📘Rating: 18+ explicit I SMUT I

🤎 Word Count: 11k words

Crunch…

The snow cried out beneath the heavy footsteps of the beast. His narrowed eyes glared out into the snowy landscape of the Great Mountains, his home—a place that would never be taken away from him.

It was the middle of winter, the harsh snow season, as the bear beast knew it best.

The chilled breeze rustled his dark brown fur, threatening to send him shivering if it weren't for his heavy coat. His massive form stomped through the snow when his nose caught the scent of…

Smoke…

A deadly growl erupted from him.

Smoke in the Great Mountains meant fire, and fire meant…

Humans…

The bear despised the weak, inferior creatures known as mankind. They were a species that never seemed to die and held a craving that could never be sated, like a crackling, hungry fire in the lowest pits of hell.

Being the guardian of the Great Mountains, Miguel followed the scent. His once slow pace quickened into a run. The beast's massive form was unbothered by the ankle-high snow, trudging through it until the bitter smell was so potent he could taste it on his tongue.

Crouching down, he peered over the hill, spotting a man below, setting up camp. Miguel snarled, watching the human not care at all about how he handled the beast’s sacred land.

Soot from the smoke covered the ground; metal cans lay crumbled while the stupid human babbled and stumbled amongst the garden of aluminum he had created at his feet.

“Foolish, puny human.”

The beast thought, irritated by the man's obliviousness. Moving from his place, Miguel made his way to the intoxicated man below.

The putrid scent of alcohol, sweat, and piss engulfed the bear, causing a low growl to erupt from his chest. Drool trickled down from his fangs, hungry to rip the human to shreds for plaguing his mountain with their wretched existence and, worse still, for roaming along his lands like they owned it.

With almost silent footsteps, despite his huge size, Miguel approached the slurring man from behind. The wind masked his presence as the human stood, pants drawn low and his puny cock out, pissing upon the ground, turning the once white snow a grotesque yellow.

Without uttering a word or growl, the beast's large hand ripped through the air, grasping the man by the nape and yanking him around to face him.

“What are you doing here in my lands!?” the monster bellowed, his fangs protruding from his mouth and his mahogany eyes darkening in blood rage.

Startled, the man babbled while being held off the ground by his throat like a mere doll, trying to explain in a drunken slur. “H-holy shit! I-i-it's you, the f-fucking…” The human stammered in shock from where he dangled in the air. Miguel’s grip on the man’s throat tightened, causing him to scramble in his hold.

“You will answer me, debilucho!” the bear hollered. “What are you doing in my lands?”

“E-Exploration!” he cried out in terror, his voice cracking as he trembled.

The bear’s nostrils flared, eyes narrowed, body heat rising beyond its usual warm temperature as the human continued. “U-uh…a-a colleague and I w-were sent to explore th-”

A loud roar erupted from the depths of the beast's chest, ringing out through the mountains and instantly bringing soberness back to the fool, silencing him.

Miguel tugged him close, the scent of cold, musk, and wet fur invading the man’s senses. “You humans are a plague,” the beast uttered, the venom unmistakable in his voice. “A sickness that seeks to taint everything it touches.” Miguel growled, his eyes glancing at the filth of bottles and cans the man had left upon the snow; the sight only fueling his fury.

His claws dug into the man’s throat, breaking skin as he held him against the tree's trunk. The human’s tears, screams of agony, and drunken pleas were nothing to the beast; his heart froze solid, just like the snowy hills of the Great Mountains. “If your kind wishes to continue to infect—continue to seek claim of the Great Mountains—my mountains,” the bear snarled, warm blood from the human beginning to stream down his nails and forearms, dripping onto the snow, painting it red.

“I'll happily rip every single one of you apart until the Great Mountains know no other taste but human blood.”

The beast promised in a menacing hiss, determination and bloodlust gleaming in his eyes. The human wheezed in response, hands grabbing at the creature’s arms in desperation to cease the monster’s deadly grip, but his attempts were no use.

The beast watched the lowly being struggle, seeking to breathe air and escape death, despite staring it directly in the face.

Just like all the others…

With a harsh yank of the man’s throat, the beast tore the sensitive flesh from its base, causing blood to spurt everywhere and killing the weak being in a matter of seconds.

With indifference, Miguel watched the liquid soak his pecs and fur a deep red, the warmth of the kill like fresh air in his lungs.

‘Another sacrifice for the Great Mountains is all these wretched beings are good for,’ he thought, dropping the piece of flesh along with the body onto the snow like bloody venison after a hunt.

“When will these humans learn? The Great Mountains will never be for them for as long as I draw breath,” he muttered, clenching his fists that were still drenched in the corpse's deep red essence.

The man's previous words were all senseless speech to the beast; however, one thing he spoke of did pique his interest…

“Another human? Here?” His eyes darkened in anger, the familiar rage rising in him once more. “Just like the others, they’ll meet their end, by my hand or the mountains,” he rasped, knowing that the sacred lands of the Great Mountains, like him, didn't take kindly to outsiders—especially the weak.

As quickly as he appeared, he stalked off, stomping over the fire and snuffing the flames underfoot, disappearing into the thick fog once more.

You heaved a sigh, stumbling through the heaps of endless snow for what felt like hours, your heavy gear crushing your poor back. “Gosh, did Greg set up camp yet? I swear that guy can’t do a thing without help,” you muttered, looking around to try and find the familiar warm glow of a fire amidst the foggy cold, but found none.

The Great Mountains loomed around you, their peaks lost in the thick, swirling mist. The snow crunched under your boots with each step, a huge contrast to the muffled silence. Pulling your scarf tighter around your neck, you groaned in annoyance.

‘Did he seriously get drunk again? He had one job!’ you thought, kicking the bothersome snow at your feet, knowing that giving such an important task to your careless colleague was a bad idea; it’s why you always did things yourself.

Trusting others always led to disappointment…

With your newfound situation, you didn't want to stress—worrying never helped—but you were certain of one thing…

Greg's mistake was going to cost you…

This was why you enjoyed working alone. No partner meant no one to bother you—no one to burden you.

Like Greg…

Due to your colleague's drunken oversight leaving you stranded, you set about making camp. “When I was assigned to work with Greg, I should have persisted, told my boss, ‘I work better alone,’ but no, they wanted photos, and apparently, I can't journal and take photos at the same time,” you grumbled to yourself while locating the appropriate items to make a fire: dry sticks, paper from your heavy bag, and your trusty lighter.

With a flick of your igniter and a gentle blow between clasped palms, a fire was born before you. You beamed, watching the small flames start to sprout, proud of your handiwork. “Perfect,” you whispered, closing your eyes to enjoy the heat on your face, no matter how faint it was due to the tiny fire.

Taking a seat upon a log nearby your miniature camp, you settled down. Heaving your heavy sack from your back onto the ground with a thud, a groan escaped you at the refreshing lightness of your body. You glanced back at your pitiful fire, watching it try painstakingly to flare and spark despite the harsh winds that sought to snuff it out.

You stoked the fire with a stick, hoping it would keep the flame alive. “Come on, don’t fail me now,” you sighed, knowing your survival skills were exceptional and always dependable; they had never failed you. But it seemed any minute, your fire might disappoint you and poof before your very eyes.

Around you, the fog seemed to thicken, swallowing the world beyond a few feet and darkening the space. The sky was a mixture of grays and blues, seeming to be perpetually stuck between dusk and midnight. Shadows grew long and sinister as you huddled close to your small fire, its flickering light casting erratic shapes upon the snow.

Amidst the silence and fog, your fire was a comfort, keeping your sight clear and your body from freezing solid underneath your puffy jacket, layered pants, and heavy boots. You’d hoped that as the night progressed, the fog would lift, but it didn’t. With the heavy haze came a wave of uneasiness, one that drew you back to the reason you were here in the Great Mountains to begin with.

The Great Mountains—a land of snowy slopes with year-round winters and sometimes terrible blizzards—held a story that seemed to rattle many, especially the neighboring townsfolk. The tales were so enticing that they caught your eye, leading you to embark on this exploration in search of it…

The being in question went by many names: “The Monster of the Great Mountains,” “The White Walker,” and so many more, but to you, it was known simply as “The Beast.”

The beast’s appearance and origins are unknown. Some believe it to be an angry creature like Bigfoot; a few think of it as a rabid animal gone mad; others even suspect it to be an evil spirit cursed to roam the Great Mountains, killing anyone who enters its territory.

‘Yeah, right.’ You thought with a scoff, finding the idea absurd. Despite not knowing what the beast was, the Great Mountains seemed to be a death zone for any being, particularly humans.

Numerous missing hikers, tourists, and other individuals have emerged over the years, raising enough alarm to support the idea of such an “entity” living among the peaks. ‘As they say…’ you whispered, believing the beast to be merely a tale and that the weather of the Great Mountains was the true monster here.

Unzipping your bag to pull out a pen and your trusty leather-bound journal—where your writings from previous discoveries were kept—you turned to a fresh page and began a new entry.

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October 6, 2024

The climate of the Great Mountains is just as harsh and chilly as it’s known for; no wonder so many have lost their lives here. There’s said to be a tale about a creature—a being that lurks among these mountains with a ravenous hunger and a huge disdain for humans. I would believe such a monster existed if I hadn't traversed these mountains for almost two days in perfect condition, except for being abandoned by my idiot partner and left shivering by this tiny-ass fire.

Thanks a lot, Greg!

The neighboring town spoke of many deaths and missing persons in the Great Mountains over the years, all of which are “claimed” to have been caused by the beast. Yet, the appearance of this creature is never the same.

A handful believe it to be tall and massive, while others describe it as short and stubby. Some say there is more than one beast, while another swears it isn’t a monster at all, but simply the dead who are doing the killings.

It seems these townspeople are either bat-shit crazy or there are hundreds of beasts running rampant in their backyard—beasts that, it seems, only I have the capability of uncovering the truth about.

But, as I anticipated, Greg and I are separated in these mountains due to his stupidity, and a thick fog has cast itself down upon me. After resting up, I’ll continue my search for this “beast,” but I just hope Greg’s mishap doesn’t ruin my exploration. This beast story has honestly intrigued me, and I’m eager to see this massive, short, tall, tiny, or perhaps ghostly being before my very eyes.

Might even be able to get a picture…

-Y/N, Explorer of the Supernatural

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You closed your journal with a plop, your thoughts drifting to the stories you’ve heard—tales of the formidable creature with eyes of glowing embers and claws that could rend flesh from bone. You chuckled in disbelief and amusement, shaking your head. “Gosh, if it wasn’t for me, these people would be in an insane asylum with their tales.” You laughed when a shiver ran down your back—one that, creepily enough, wasn’t from the cold.

Your eyes darted around, checking your surroundings with a newfound sense of wariness and unease, something you had never felt before.

Typically, you’d go on expeditions alone, taking on jungles, deserts, and even caves all on your lonesome, as solo exploration was something you enjoyed.

You had become so used to being on your own that partners held you back and made things more difficult than they needed to be, as being an explorer wasn’t easy work.

But this time, something felt…

Off…

Looking out at the foggy abyss before you, your vision was limited to only making out the black silhouettes of the trees in the distance and the falling snow from the heavens above. Your eyebrows furrowed as you giggled nervously. “Come on, don’t lose your mind, Y/N. You’d be no different from those conspiracy theorists if you do,” you uttered, gripping the lapels of your coat and tugging them closer to your body, trying to warm yourself.

The uncomfortable silence, chilly winds, and empty fog made you even more unsettled. You decided to read over your notes in hopes of finding peace, always enjoying anything related to your job.

Plus, you were here to find a beast, so it would be beneficial to refresh your memory on what to be on the lookout for.

Opening your journal and flipping to the section that held the facts about your targeted being, you began to read aloud, mostly to fill the brutal quietness around you and comfort yourself.

“‘The townsfolk speak of hearing loud, gruff roars from the mountains,’” you read from the first bullet point, humming softly to yourself. “So that rules out being a wolf, fox, or coyote,” you murmured, the cold air escaping your lips and circling your head while the small fire crackled softly in the background.

“‘Only two deceased victims were found to be tied to this entity. Their bodies held massive bite and claw marks. One was missing an arm from the shoulder and had a face so disfigured they were unrecognizable. This individual died from the blunt trauma to the head that shattered the skull,’” you said with a grimace, remembering the photos shown to you during your visit to the morgue where the bodies were examined.

“‘The other was so brutally attacked that hardly any of their limbs were intact. They died from shock and blood loss—’” Your words instantly ceased, your attention snapping to the small fire that had just blown out in the wind, encasing you in hazy darkness and arctic chill once again.

“Damn it.” You cursed, your vision completely obscured by the thick fog. The temperature seemed to drop as the wind picked up, blowing cold, harsh breezes at you that made your face numb. “Gosh, I can't see anything,” you chattered, your hand wandering aimlessly until it brushed against your bag, where you hastily tucked your journal in and zipped it up.

Suddenly, a thunderous, monstrous roar resonated through the night, cutting through the silence mercilessly like a blade slicing the air. The sound made your body tense, your head snapping up in shock, believing you must have heard wrong.

‘Goodness, hallucinations now? Don't tell me I have hypothermia,’ you thought, willing to believe your impending death by freezing rather than the existence of a being you deemed nothing more than fiction.

But no matter how much you tried to convince yourself this beast was false, your chilled blood, racing heart, hyperventilation, and fear were very much real.

You needed to move—get away from this spot that obviously had attracted an animal of some sort and not some savage creature…

Scrambling off the log, your heavy limbs dragged you down due to the freezing temperature as you began to move again. The snow seemed to deepen, your boots sinking into the chilling depths further than your ankle with every step you took. The wind lashed against your face, striking you like a cold whip each time and sending you shivering.

In a matter of minutes, you discovered the reason behind the developing currents…

A blizzard had descended upon you…

The blizzard howled across the Great Mountains, a storm so furious that it began to blur your world into a frosted nightmare. The gusts sliced at you like a thousand ice shards, stinging and stabbing through your layers of clothing. Raising your arm, you tried desperately to shield your face; yet the cruelty of the storm was relentless, causing the freezing air to seep through every barrier and continue its assault.

Your teeth chattered, fingers feeling numb under your gloves, and muscles stiffened to the point that moving became painful. ‘Come on. Move. Just a little further.’ You persisted, the thought of a mere snowfall being the potential death of you, Y/N, the renowned supernatural explorer, left a foul taste in your mouth.

You walked aimlessly, not knowing where you were going, nor having any sights of the direction you were wandering toward, as visibility was nearly impossible.

The blizzard continued, churning a cyclone of snow and wind, whipping the flakes into a swirling vortex that made it hard to discern what was right, left, or even ahead. The storm’s bellowing seemed to come from all around—a dissonance that drowned out all sounds but its own, soon making even thinking impossible.

Your breathing became labored, your throat dangerously dry, and your vision blurry as your chest felt so heavy one would believe a boulder was slowly smothering you. Stumbling over a lump of snow, you crashed onto your knees, falling onto the cold pile of powdered ice.

A sharp pain shot through your dying limbs, awakening all your senses. “F-Fuck!” you gasped, wincing and groaning. You shivered uncontrollably, certain even your blood was running cold. Wheezing, you cradled yourself, trying to bring any form of warmth to your body that was slowly being killed by the blizzard.

Looking up, you found yourself wishing, hoping for rescue from anyone out there to come and save you from your cold grave—and like a miracle, one did.

Through the chaos, you caught a glimpse of something—a human-like figure emerging from the fog!

Your heart skipped a beat, dull eyes widening as you weakly lifted your arms, waving them to try to get their attention from your kneeling position. “H-Help! Help me! Please!” you croaked out in a voice so hoarse and ensnared in coldness that it was painful to shout, but cry out you did.

Relief flooded through you as you saw them turning and walking toward you. But as quickly as you were alleviated, fear struck back into you like a clap of thunder as you watched the human-like figure transform among the fog, realizing that it wasn’t a human after all.

It was a monster…

An enormous silhouette moved with unnatural grace through the blizzard. The shape was massive—a dark, looming figure that confirmed every terrifying tale, theory, and story you had ever heard about the beast.

Your heart pounded, a primal fear gripping you at the creature’s presence as it slowly approached, its existence undeniable.

‘It’s real!? I was wrong, so fucking wrong!’ You could only think over and over again. The sight of it was more horrifying than any story, causing an overwhelming feeling of dread to engulf you.

Astonishment and terror kept you rooted to your spot, unable to move no matter how much you wanted to, only able to stare at the creature that was walking toward you in the distance, getting closer and closer.

A roar, similar to before, erupted through the hazy night from the monster, and you watched in horror as it broke into a sprint, racing right at you.

Scurrying onto your wobbly legs, you took off in the opposite direction, the bellowing having broken you from your petrified state.

Your heart raced in your chest, the once-chilling needles of ice that pricked your skin now the least of your worries. Your heavy sack smacked against your back, but you could hardly feel the growing bruise, fear and the need to escape consuming your thoughts.

You ran and continued to run, believing any stumble or trip could leave you maimed like the two victims ever recovered from the mountains. The images of the maimed face, missing limbs, and brutal displays filled your head, only pushing your weak legs further.

However, no matter how fast you sprinted, you felt terribly slow.

The fog seemed to close around you, seeking to entrap you in its chilling haze, but you pressed on. Kicking your leg out and down, leg out and down, leg out and down. Each step felt like plunging your feet into cold quicksand, icy hands tugging you down, making it seem like you had hardly made any progress at all.

The wind grew louder, more chaotic, seeking to match your panicked state. It whipped, turned, and tore about, shouting in pained shrieks.

You couldn't hear him, didn't want to see him, but you knew he was there—charging behind you like a bull, the blizzard just a mere breeze to him, oh, you were certain.

Your heart raced, compelling you to go, get farther, move, despite how hard or quickly you appeared to be going; you were sure he was right behind you.

A thunderous sound from in front of you made you come to a halt. Wide-eyed, you looked through the mist, trying to find the source, believing it to be him.

‘No, no, no, what is happening!?’ you thought in a panic, stepping back on unsteady feet. ‘He can’t be here, not that quickly, not that—’ Your heart dropped, all the blood draining from your body like life escaping a man's eyes.

You felt the ground tremble beneath you, shaking as though something massive was coming—something big.

Before you could react, a wave of snow parted the thick fog, coming right at you. Your heart dropped as you watched the avalanche of snow surge violently, sweeping you off your feet in seconds and engulfing you in a torrent of white.

Like an unforgiving wave, you were tossed about haphazardly, the world becoming a chaotic blur of freezing snow.

Desperation overwhelmed your senses, but the storm’s ferocity and the avalanche’s cruel force left you feeling little hope.

The blizzard, the beast, and now the avalanche left you in a nightmare that you were sure would end in only one way…

‘I can’t die here.’

‘I can’t.’

Was the only thought that surfaced—a chant echoing throughout your mind until your entire world faded into darkness.

A/N: Terrible way to leave it off, I know lol, but it's Vicetober—the anticipation is supposed to be torture. I hope you all enjoyed the first part of The Beast Within! I also tried a new look for my story while participating in this mini event with my older sis, @powerful-niya, so let me know if you like it!

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kneelingshadowsalome · 1 year ago

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how would konig react if engel still had a stuffed animal or two from childhood that she loves and cuddles 🐻🎀💗

Aw 😭 You know... Stuffed animals cause mixed feelings in König because he never had those when he was a kid. Boys don’t need plush toys and boys don’t cuddle (in his parents' opinion), so the only toys König had were legos and action figures and toy soldiers and such.

Seeing Engel hug a huge teddy bear from her childhood is such a bittersweet sight. Mainly because he’s jealous of her attention, but also because he’s jealous he can’t cuddle that bear himself. It doesn’t even cross his mind that he could do such a thing because it’s forced into his spine that these things are forbidden. Stuffed animals are for girls and children (or, anyone but him). So in a way, he's jealous of her childhood, too...

König might come and caress her as she lies on the bed, having that teddy squished against her chest while watching a tv show or something. He might wrap an arm around Engel as she holds that plush, soft thing. Perhaps that’s his way of cuddling the stuffed animal too...

König would also, like, sniff it when she’s away? Simply because it smells of Engel, there’s years and years of her essence in that teddy so it becomes an odd item of taboo worship for him.

But yeah, the only one this man will cuddle is his Engel who of course, looks far too sweet and innocent as she hugs her teddy bear ❤️

#answered #yandere könig

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snowchub · 8 months ago

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Andy and Izzy: A Love Story Between Bites🐻🍔

Andy and Izzy, students at University A, met at the most popular cafeteria in the area. Andy, with his strict diet that restricted a wide variety of foods, had never visited that place. It was on his birthday that he broke that sacred rule of not consuming carbohydrates or empty calories for the first time. The whole team knew about his dietary rigor, so they took it upon themselves to give him a day off so he could taste something delicious, something different from the bland food he always took to training.

That day, they reserved a large table headed by Andy, who was not only the team captain but also the reason for the celebration. He was the first to be served by Izzy, who had been working in the cafeteria for several months with a peculiar fascination: watching hella fat boys eat. Even though she wasn't exactly shouting it from the rooftops, her looks, and body language were pretty telling her coworkers, who already knew she was into bigger dudes.

Andy was captivated by Izzy from the first moment. That afternoon, he let himself be guided by her recommendations, who suggested an exaggerated amount of dishes fulls of calories, something that they were both aware of. Even so, Andy did not resist her suggestions and made an effort to eat it all, with the aim of showing Izzy that she had made a good choice. The others were surprised by the amount of food he managed to eat, and were so excited that he had finally broken his strict diet of so many years.

In the following days, Andy did not miss a single day at the cafeteria. He always sat in the same place to talk with Izzy, asking her about the best dishes and the daily specials. These conversations became a habit for both of them. Izzy was aware of his intentions, while Andy felt that he was conquering her a little more each day. This is how their love was born.

However, over time, Andy's body began to change. Those muscles, that he boasted so much about, were now hidden under layers of fat. As much as he tried to hide it, his clothes were getting smaller and smaller for his new thicc body. Each movement, once so simple, now represented a great effort that filled him with sweat.

Izzy, along those months, had dedicated herself to feed him up to the point that even the coach had no choice but to replace him with another player in better condition. Izzy showed him her affection with huge amounts of food, affection and flattering words about his chubby face and his belly as soft as a teddy bear. In this way, Andy became Izzy's “personal chubby bear”, to whom she dedicated all her attention and constantly fed.

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manesthia · 6 months ago

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Do you ever think about how the characters you're most drawn to recur in different forms throughout all the works of art that have influenced you in your life? This picture by Swedish painter and illustrator John Albert Bauer hung on my wall when I was a kid. Now I'm obsessed with a huge, gentle bear-druid in BG3 🐻🤷 The title of the painting is "Stackars Lilla Basse!" which translates to "Poor Little Bear" (the words spoken by the tiny princess as she kisses her friend on the nose, I imagine). The bear's look of almost startled surprise obviously makes me think about how Halsin is so unused to being on the receiving end of comfort or having his vulnerability recognised at all ("Sometimes I think people look at me and imagine my feelings can't be hurt"). One day, I hope to commission a talented artist to draw a version of Bauer's painting with Halsin and one of his adopted orphans or possibly my Deep Gnome Tav (artists, please don't hesitate to reach out to me if you would be interested in this!). "With a unknown gentleness she placed her slender hand on the shaggy fur of his giant skull. If anyone had watched he would have beheld an awesome sight: The king of the woods bowing down in surprise to that little epitome of beauty, innocence and love." (Image and text are public domain)

#halsin #halsin appreciation post #bg3 halsin #bears in art #john bauer

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moonbeamoclock · 2 years ago

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sleeping in the same bed for the first time: Erwin Smith

this poor man carries so much on his shoulders both physically and emotionally that it's a huge task to get him to genuinely relax with you in bed

after A LOT of convincing, he's ready to go to bed with you

his mind races too much though so you'll have to pin him down onto the bed to get him to rest

He's very similar to Hanji in that he'll work and work until he physically can't and then just pass out somewhere in his room

But if he loves you enough he'll allow himself to be convinced to join you in bed at a resonable hour

He's not too much of a cuddler but he loves it when you lay your head on his chest as he lays his hand on your back so he can feel it rise and fall with your breaths

but when you both fall asleep he likes to sleep butt to butt

wears boxers and nothing else to bed but will put on pants the first time you sleep in the same bed because he doesn't want tp make you uncomfortable

he snores LOUD af like a big bear 🐻

if you bring it up the next morning he'll get all red and embarrssed and will deny it adamantly

like the rest of the veterns he has some pretty bad nightmares but he's very lucky in that they're not really night terrors he just wakes up upset and disoriented but not enough to bother you as you sleep

in a modern au not much is different except that he sleeps with a night light;not because he's scred of the dark but just because it's comforting to him

he also sleeps with nothing but a top sheet like a savage and is so confused when you try to get him any other blankets because:

"why would i need another one..? i have this one" holds up the thinnest most raggedy looking top sheet to ever exist

i just don't picture him to be someone that prioratizes cuddeling before/during bed but he does like to spend that time with you reguardless and if you want to cuddle up to you he'll of course let you

in short the big man needs someone to force him to sleep because he's so dedicated to his work that he often forgets that he needs rest 🥺

#aot x reader #aot #aot imagines #aot x y/n #aot x you #erwin x reader #aot erwin #writers #erwin smith #erwin smith fanfiction #erwin smith x reader #erwin smith x you #erwin smith x y/n #snk #snk x y/n #snk anime #snk x you #snk x reader

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egg-emperor · 5 months ago

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i agree with you on depictions of Eggman's body type. that man is a full-fledged BEAR and bears his HUGE STOMACH with PRIDE. also chest hair, leg hair, arm hair. pit hair, if you will. he hasn't shaved in over forty years. he is a HAIRY FAT BEAR in every sense of the word

yesss exactly 🥰💜 he's very proud of his big egg shaped bear belly and embraces it wholeheartedly and he's the most gorgeous that way. you would absolutely find him at gay bear pride in his leather biker jacket and a harness with his gorgeous huge hairy chest and gut out on full display, showing it all off with immense pride! 🥚🐻🧸

unfortunately he has shaved at least once because the Olympics are non canon spin offs but I'd consider Sonic Channel stuff to be canon and he didn't have body hair in the monthly art of him at the pool so sometimes he does shave. he looks beautiful no matter what but him shaving his body is so sad he should keep it forever lol

BUT since all the times in games and Sonic Channel where his body was bare with no body hair were in sports and swimming, I like to imagine he just believes in a tactical advantage to shaving for it like gliding in the water better or something. makes sense in the case of the Olympics too because I believe it's typical there

nothing will stop my belief that he's hairy af most of the time besides that. hairy chest and back, furry arms/legs/pits, fuzzy tummy, thick fluffy happy trail, bushy pubic hair, fuzzy peach butt, everywhere his body can, he does. except his head of course and he prefers no beard so his magnificent stache stands out on his face!

I mean he does have a huge fluffy mustache and it'd pair nicely with thick fuzzy body hair. I bet with how big he can grow his stache, his body hair can grow really thick too and he's proud and feels sexy and manly when he lets it grow wild like fur as the bear he is. I'd love to bury and rub my face in every hairy area while worshipping his hairy musky body 😍

#dr eggman #eggman #dr robotnik #dr. eggman #my post #belly #tummy #bear pride #asks

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love-strike · 2 years ago

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birthday boo 🧸 boo seungkwan

title: birthday boo pairing: boyfriend boo seungkwan x afab reader rating: explicit (18+) summary: surprising your boyfriend on his birthday doesn't always go as planned... word count: 1.5k genres: pwp, smut, fluff warnings: fluff, smut (pet names, kissing, fingering, breast play, unprotected sex, creampie), reader wears lingerie, it's really just very sweet and romantic and kinda funny a/n below the cut:

this is a product of a convo between me and @fernspotsvt 💗 and then i woke up to this ask and had to do it:

pls enjoy! happy birthday to our wonderful boo seungkwan 🍊🐻💌

You have everything prepared perfectly.

The cake that you made for Seungkwan is sitting prettily on the counter, and you're wearing a cute outfit. The main surprise is the lacey midnight blue lingerie you have on underneath. You're putting some last minute touches on his cake when you hear keys jingle and the door open.

“I'm home, sweetie,” your boyfriend sings as he comes in and you run over to hug and kiss him. He giggles cutely as you plant kisses all over his face.

“Happy birthday Kwannie! Welcome home!” you say excitedly. He pulls back from your embrace and looks you up and down with a surprised look.

“It smells so good in here,” he says as he looks around. “And you look amazing…”

“It's all for you,” you say with a wink and lead him into the kitchen. “You should be happy I made you a whole cake!”

He gasps when he sees the cutely decorated white and pink cake. It's definitely not professional level, but he can tell that you put a lot of effort into it.

“I told you not to make me anything!” he shouts with a giggle. “But this is so nice, let's cut it right now!”

You nod with a smile and go to grab a knife. However, when you go to lift your arm you feel a sudden itching underneath your clothing. You go to scratch it and realize the culprit — your lacey bra. You try your best to ignore it, glancing over to Seungkwan and seeing him take pictures of the cake.

You bring a knife over and cut one large piece of cake for the both of you to share. He better eat quickly so I can get this bra off, you think to yourself. You watch as your boyfriend takes a huge bite and hums loudly.

“This tastes so good, seriously.”

You grin and take your own bite. It does taste better than you expected. You let out a groan of frustration as you feel the itching come back. You try to slyly reach your hand behind you and itch.

“Are you alright, honey?” Seungkwan says with a concerned look as he continues eating. You quickly decide to give up on your little surprise altogether.

“Honestly, I have lingerie on and it's digging into my skin and making me itch,” you say in one breath. “So whenever you're ready, we can move into the bedroom.” The last part doesn't sound as sexy as you wanted it to.

“…Lingerie?” he says after a moment of silence and you stifle a laugh. Of course that's the only part he heard. You nod shyly and look at him.

Much to your surprise, he quickly picks you up and you squeal loudly. He carries you bridal style into the bedroom and gently lays you down onto the bed.

“If it's bothering you, we have to get it off, right?” he says with a goofy smile that makes you giggle. He leans down to kiss you sweetly, and you can taste the sugar and frosting on his lips. He reaches down to take your shirt and you lift your arms so he can pull it off.

“Woah,” you hear him say breathily as he looks at your body, causing you to cover your face bashfully. “Just bear with it for another minute, okay baby? I wanna see all of you.”

You nod as he reaches down to slide your pants off. He groans loudly and covers his own face.

“You're so gorgeous, baby,” he whispers as he runs his hand down your body. “I can't believe you did this just for me.”

“I'm glad you like it so much,” you say in a sweet voice before he kisses you again.

“You're so sweet to me, I love you so much,” he replies. His voice is a little shaky and you can't tell if it's from being emotional or being turned on. “I'll take it off for you now, okay?”

He quickly takes off his own t-shirt and jeans before settling above you. By this point your increasing arousal is distracting you from the itching feeling. He gently reaches behind you to unhook the bra and slide it off you. You let out a quiet moan as he moves both hands down to cup your breasts.

Seungkwan pulls your lacey underwear down your legs as he kisses you deeper and with more tongue. You moan louder this time when he moves his hands back up to squeeze and pull at your nipples.

“Seungkwan,” you moan as you pull him down into your neck. “Feels so good…”

You feel him nod and kiss at your neck. “I know, sweetie, I'm gonna make you feel even better.”

As he says this, he slides one hand down between your legs to move between your folds — you know that you're already soaking wet. He spends a few seconds rubbing circles over your clit before sliding his middle finger into your entrance.

“You looked so pretty in your blue lingerie… Thank you for wearing it for me even though it made you itchy,” he says with a little pout that makes you exhale a laugh. “I'll make it up to you, okay?”

You whine as he slips in a second finger and moves them slowly. The lewd sounds of his fingers sliding inside you are echoing in the room, turning you both on even more. You can quickly feel your stomach tighten in arousal.

“Kwan, I'm ready now,” you say quietly as you wrap your arms around him. He has an unsure look on his face when he pulls his fingers out. You pull him down by the neck to look at him. “I want to really feel you stretch me out.”

Seungkwan closes his eyes and groans in response. You see him reach down to take his underwear off. You almost feel yourself drool at the sight of his erection, hard and leaking. He gently places the tip of his cock at your entrance, leaning down as you pull him into a deep kiss. He swallows your moans as he gently eases inside you, taking his sweet time. The feeling of his thick cock entering you makes your head spin, and you're already on the verge of cumming.

“God, you're so tight,” he hisses from above you and you feel your pussy twitch even more around him. He begins slowly thrusting in and out of you, one hand moving down to stroke your clit. When Seungkwan latches his mouth onto your breast to suck on your nipple, you feel your orgasm hit you so quickly that you don't have time to say anything.

He pulls back to watch your face as you let out several loud moans in a row, your fingers digging into his back and your pussy convulsing wildly. He pauses his thrusts as soon as you finish orgasming to avoid overstimulating you.

“Did you just cum?” he whispers and you nod hazily. “That was so sexy,” he moans and kisses you on the cheek. You both lay there for a moment while you catch your breath.

“You can move now,” you tell him after a minute of being still. He nods and starts his thrusting again, length still hard and twitching inside of you. “Your cock feels so good inside of me, Kwan.”

He lets out a moan at your words and speeds up a bit more. “I love you, I wanna be with you forever,” he whispers sweetly into your ear. You whimper and let out a soft love you in reply. His cock throbs deep inside your walls and it feels even better after your previous orgasm.

“Where do you want me to cum?” he asks as he sweetly runs his hand through your hair to get it out of your face. The action makes you clench a little and you feel his hips stutter.

“Inside me, baby,” you whimper and he curses loudly. He transitions his thrusts into deeper, harder ones and you can't help but groan. After a few more deep thrusts he moans your name loudly as you feel him empty his cum inside you. He thrusts once more as he finishes his climax, proceeding to lay his head down onto your shoulder. You softly stroke his hair as you wait for him to catch his breath.

“Happy birthday to you,” you say in a sing-song voice. “Happy birthday my Boo.”

He immediately lets out a snort and lifts his head to laugh loudly. You giggle along with him and kiss his cheek.

“Have you been waiting all day to do that?” he asks with his eyebrows raised. You nod and burst out into another laugh. He sighs loudly and flops down on top of you.

“I love you. Happy birthday to me,” he says in an exhausted voice. You wrap your arms around him and close your eyes.

“I love you more,” you reply and you feel his eyelashes flutter against your skin as he closes his eyes to sleep.

#this was proofread like once so.. if you see any mistakes look away #teehee #happy birthday seungkwan #svt smut #seventeen smut #seungkwan x reader #boo seungkwan x reader #seungkwan smut #boo seungkwan smut

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tw-inkl-e-tit-s · 2 years ago

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✩-Blind date-✩

Pairing: Miguel Cazarez Mora x Fem!Reader

Word count: 4.9k

Type: fluff

Warnings: Cussing?? not many warnings lol just fluff

A/N: Mia is Pink and Y/n is Purple in text

| Miguel Cazarez Mora Masterlist

Y/N'S POV

I stared in the mirror at my reflection as I put on my earrings and all my jewelry. I was getting ready for something my friend had planned, I think she was just running low on content for her youtube channel and needed something to post. My bestfriend Mia was a Youtube with over three hundred and forty subscribers, She has had me and our other friend Miguel in a couple of videos, and some we appeared in together. The second video we appeared in was when the comments started, Some of the comments said stuff like,

"Look at the way they look at each other!"

"He is so in love with her"

"They are defiantly dating!? OMG!!"

And not to mention the mass amounts of fan edits we both have been tagged in where the fans ship us together. I didn't know Miguel personally, He is just usually there when Mia is filming and so am I, I thought he was very attractive and he defiantly made me nervous when we got too close, The way he would look at me was like I was the only girl in the world.

I have told Mia about my small (HUGE) crush on Miguel and she freaked out and told me I needed to ask him out or tell him about my feelings, but I just never did because I was always scared he would reject me or think differently of me even though it didn't matter because it's not like we hang out alone.

I also am kinda talking to somebody at the moment, It isn't anything serious and we aren't in a relationship or anything, I just thought he was attractive and wanted to get to know him, but from what my other friend Ash told me he is a player, I don't really care I just wanted a distraction for my feelings for Miguel.

I saw my phone light up with a notification from Mia, I grabbed my phone and clicked on her message.

Mia Bear 🐻💕

Are you ready?

I'm parked outside hurry!

I'm ready just need to apply lipgloss omw!

I'm so excited!

I think you're gonna like who I picked for you 🤭

I hope so, is it that Bryan guy? cause if so I ain't going

What?

No! This guy is short sorry lol

But he is cute AND funny I KNOW you will like him

Now hurry your apartment complex is scary

I sighed as I shut my phone off and put it in my back pocket, I put on some lipgloss and looked at myself once more in my full-body mirror to make sure I still looked good, I then walked out of my bedroom and shut my lights out and said bye to my animals and grabbed my purse walking out of my door and making sure to lock it behind me.

I walked into my elevator and clicked "Main floor" I waited for the elevator to open and walked out to see Mia parked outside talking to her Camera in the car, She looked over and saw me walking up to her and pointed the Camera at me,

"Oh my damn, You look good if he doesn't take you I will," She said zooming in on my outfit

I giggled doing a little spin for the camera, "So are you ready?" She asked as I got in her car

"I don't know, You said he was short," I said side-eyeing her

"You got a problem with short men?" She shouted laughing after

"No it's just a lot of short guys think they are hot shit and they ALWAYS have a big ego," I said

"I promise you are going to like this guy, He's humble," She said

It's not that I didn't trust Mia- I did one hundred percent, It's just me and her have completely different tastes when it comes to people we date, I hope she ACTUALLY picked someone I would go for and not someone she would go for, does that make sense?

We pulled up to a park and she told me she would be right back and that she had to go seat something up. I was so nervous so I decided to take my mind off of it by Taking some cute pictures and liking some fan edits.

Mia opened the car door after fifteen minutes, She climbed in and pulled out her camera,

"You ready?" She asked

"Yeah kinda," I laughed

"Don't be, You look great," She smiled and turned her camera on setting it on her dashboard

"So me and Y/n just arrived!" She said to the camera

"Hey guysss!" I smiled

"So all you know is what?" She asked turning to look at me

"So all I know is it's a blind date, we are going to the park and that's all I know," I said

"Yeah I didn't tell you much cause I didn't want to spoil it," She said

"I need to know if I am wearing a blindfold and do I get to see who it is like right when I get there?" I asked

"Yeah I'm gonna keep the blindfold on you guy's until you like- sit down," She said

"I kinda wanna keep the blindfold on," I said covering my face

"What your scared he's uggo, He isn't uggo I promise I would never do you dirty EVER!" She said laughing

"Good I didn't think you would," I said laughing with her

"Alright give me all your thoughts," She said as fixed her camera some

"Okay so when you said blind date I was like aw cute and fun, but I am also in like a sticky situation, I do have a little bit of a situationship going on but it's not like I'm somebodies girlfriend," I said

"But it's fine you can still go on this date," She said

She opened her glove box and pulled out a pink bandana and unfolded it,

"So I got this bandana, but I don't want to ruin your lashes so it's gonna have to be a bit loose so don't move around a lot," She laughed as she put the bandana on my face and tied it in the back

"Alright I think that's good, Can you breathe?" She asked

"Yeah I think- Enough I can breathe enough," I said laughing

"Oh shit I'll be right back, don't take your blindfold off okay," She said as she opened the car door and got out

I sat in silence for another fifteen minutes not knowing what to do cause I couldn't go on my phone due to the blindfold on my face, I laughed at the thought of people looking at me through the window wondering what is going on.

I heard the car door open and Mia breathing heavy

"Are you recording?" I asked

"Yeah, I am now why?" She asked

"Oh my god I'm over here with a blindfold on and I can't see anything and all I can hear is Mia over here breathing like a dog," I said laughing

She laughed shutting the car door

"I just know I'm gonna be so annoying on this date and I'm like so sorry," She said

"Wait no It's okay I'm glad you're here because if you would just leave us to fend for ourselves I would like kinda panic," I said

"Maybe I should then," She said

"NOOO!" I whined

"No i'm kidding I won't I'm gonna be annoying," She said laughing

"Isn't this like the perfect first date, like it's kinda romantic huh?" She asked

"Mmm, I don't know about that," I said laughing

"I'll be right back," She said as she got out of the car

MIA'S POV

"Ahh I'm so excited!" I shouted to the camera as I ran toward my bestfriend Miguel's car

He just got here and he looked a little nervous as he got out of the car, And it looked like he also brought his other bestfriend Mason, I blushed a bit as I and Mason made eye contact, I kinda liked Mason and Miguel knew that, He tried to get me and him together plenty of times but I have just never confessed my feelings.

"Are you excited about your blind date!?" I asked Miguel

"Oh, Mason's here to help me!" I said as I pointed the camera at Mason

"You're taking away my boyfriend bro what is this," He said

"Shut up!" I laughed as I handed him the Camera so I could put on Miguel's blindfold

"Are you excited?" I asked Miguel as I put on his blindfold

"Yeah- well I'm gonna be honest I was hyping myself up on my way here but now I'm here and I'm kinda shitting bricks," He said laughing

"Well I wouldn't put you with someone you wouldn't think was cute," I said

"Well that makes me even more nervous," He said

"Don't stutter alright you got this," Mason said reassuring Miguel

"Bro you literally have thousands of girls crushing on you over the internet you got this," I said

We got out of the car and Mason ran over to our side to film,

"Wait I got her flowers!" Miguel said

"You got her flowers?" I asked surprised

"Yeah I didn't know if I should or not but it is a date so," He said laughing

Mason ran to the trunk and pulled out a huge bouquet of roses,

"Miguel what is this oh my god!" I said walking over to Mason to look at the flowers

I had completely forgotten Miguel was blindfolded, "HOLY SHIT!!" Mason yelled I looked back to see a car speeding in Miguel's direction, I quickly ran over and dragged him towards me, and Mason

"You just almost died!" Mason yelled laughing

"Huh?" Miguel asked confused

"Mia almost let you get ran over bro!" Mason shouted

"Back to what I was saying!" I said laughing

"Miguel, why did you get her this many flowers?" I asked since it was so cute

"Oh it's a Ramo Buchon, I got it because I kinda have a feeling of who you are setting me up with," he said

"No, you don't, She is like super tall- like model tall- like taller than you!" I said

I looked at Mason trying to hold in my laugh and he was doing the same

"Damn model tall, How tall is she?" He asked

"Like six foot five," I said trying not to laugh

"Oh hell nah you trynna set me up with an NBA player, I'm good bro," He said trying to walk away but bumped into the side of his car

"No come back you can't see, dumbass," I said

I grabbed his hand and started leading him to the spot that I had set up for him and Y/n, Mason was carrying the flowers and the camera. The spot had a pink blanket spread across the grass with some sandwiches and I also got them some water so they could stay hydrated since it was hot as shit outside.

"Is she really six foot five?" He asked

"Yes, she is!" I said laughing

"Oh god," He mumbled

"Are you still nervous?" I asked

"Hell yeah, I am so nervous Mia," He said

"Okay talk to the camera," I said

"I just- what if she doesn't like me or what if I don't like her?" He said

I was trying to listen but he kept squeezing my hand, was he really THAT nervous?

"OWW, YOU'RE SQUEEZING MY HAND!!" I shouted trying to lose his grip

"Sorry, I'm just nervous!" He shouted back

"Alright we are here," I said

"Just sit down," Mason said

"Uh, I can't see?" Miguel said

"Oh shit right, here!" I said guiding him to sit on the blanket

"I got you some sandwiches and some waters," I said

"Okay, can I take the blindfold off?" He asked

"NO I'm about to go get her, Just sit there and don't talk because she's gonna recognize your voice I feel like," I said

"Okay, hurry up," He said laughing

Mason handed the flowers to Miguel and we both rushed over to my car to get Y/n,

"Alright I am gonna walk you to your knight in shining armor," I said as I opened my car door

"Ahh I'm so nervous!" Y/n said

"No it's fine, Tell me your thoughts," I said as I guided her to the spot Miguel was at

"Honestly I'm a liar, I'm not really that nervous I'm just dramatic, but I also might fall in love," She said

"Aww you might!" I said

"Also he might hear your voice, he might not recognize it but he might I don't know," I said

"HIII!!" She shouted

"Bitch you aren't there yet!" I shouted laughing

"Ohhh," She laughed

Y/N'S POV

"Alright I need you to sit down here," Mia said as she helped me sit on the ground

"Can he hear me?" I asked

"Kinda," I heard someone say

"Hiii," I said

Mia and someone else started laughing,

"Is he here- what?" I asked confused since I couldn't see anything

"No, he is here!" Mia said

"Alright, you guys can take your blindfolds off!" She shouted

I took a deep breath as I slowly pulled my blindfold off,

"Holy shit," I heard someone whisper beside me

I looked over to see Miguel, I fucking knew it!

"Oh my god I knew it!" I shouted and we all laughed

"Hiii," I smiled leaning in for a hug

"Hi, how are you?" He smiled as he hugged me back

"I'm great," I said pulling away

"This was gonna be my guess when you asked me to guess who it was," I said laughing

"I know, I tried to throw you guys off a little bit," She said

"Well, he isn't four foot three that's for sure!" I said laughing

"Four foot three, She told me you were six foot five!!" Miguel shouted laughing

"SIX FOOT FIVE OH HELL NAHH!!" I shouted

"She did us dirty," Miguel laughed

"Yeah I tried throwing you off by saying he was short- and he's like the tallest person in the world," she said scanning Miguel with the camera

"I know I was so nervous 'cause she was like, do you like short kings?" I said

"Not the short king," Miguel laughed shaking his head

"So I got you guys some sandwiches and waters, and um- OH," Mia said pointing at something behind Miguel

He pulled out a huge Ramo Buchon, It had red roses on the outside and white roses in the middle shaped like a heart and it was wrapped in white glitter paper.

"Oh yeah I got you some flowers," He smiled as he handed me them

"Oh my god thank you, these are so beautiful!" I smiled taking them

"I'm like tearing up, this is the sweetest thing a guy has done for me thank you so much!" I said hugging him

He hugged me back and I just wanted to stay like that forever, he felt so warm and he smelled so good and the way his hands wrapped around me so perfectly made me melt.

"Okay since you guys are both nervous it is a good thing I came up with some good first-date questions," Mia said as she walked behind me and Miguel

"I am so nervous deadass, my whole hand is shaking," Miguel said as he held up his hand

"Okay, my first question is did I do great?" She asked smiling at the camera

"I think you did good," I said looking at Miguel

"I think you did great," He smiled looking at me

"Good because I told them in my intro about how you guys think each other is cute and no one does anything about it," She said pulling out her phone

I and Miguel couldn't stop glancing at each other, he just looked so good, and his outfit looked good, He was wearing some black cargo pants, a black shirt, a red jacket, a black hat, and air force ones, and his hair was also pulled back in a ponytail, The site made me wanna drool.

"Okay the real first question is, What is your favorite movie, I'm trynna see if you guys have anything in common here," She said

"I would defiantly have to say y/f/m," I said (Your favorite movie)

"I would have to go with Friday and hangover," Miguel said

"What is that?" I asked

"You haven't seen hangover?" Mia asked

"Wait you haven't seen hangover?" Miguel asked shocked

"No guess we have to watch it," I said smirking at him

"Oh we are for sure having a movie night," he said smirking at me

"Wait you guys are already planning another date!?" Mia asked

"It feels like you guys are fine without me, I'll stay for one more question," She said

"Okay, so what are your signs?" She asked

"Uh, I am a y/z/s what are you?" I asked (What is your zodiac sign)

"I'm a Pisces," Miguel said as he opened his water bottle

"Aw I love Pisces," I said

"Perfect!" Mia said clapping her hands

"Alright I'm gonna leave you guys to fend for yourselves for a bit and I'm gonna go talk to Mason and the viewers," She said as she got up and walked off with Mason

I looked back at Miguel who was already looking at me, I quickly looked down trying to hide my blush, He laughed as he placed his hand over mine holding it, I looked up at him and he smiled back at me, "You look so beautiful Y/n," He said looking me up and down,

I couldn't help but look him up and down as well, He just looked so good, "Thank you, Miguel, You look really nice too," I said laughing

"I was serious about that Movie date," He said

"Really?" I asked

"One hundred percent," He said as he looked me in the eyes

"You have no idea how long I have wanted to go on a date with you," He said

"I think I know, I've kinda been crushing on you for a while," I said smiling

"You should have said something!" He said laughing

"Oh yeah like you should have said something to me about how you felt the same!?" I said laughing

"I was nervous!" He said

"Why I don't bite?" I said smirking

"You are just so… Beautiful and breathtaking, and you are very intimidating like you carry yourself so well that I felt like if I asked you out you would have laughed in my face," He said lowering his head

Did he really feel that way? am I intimidating? He said I was breathtaking!

"Miguel, I wouldn't have laughed in your face, I would have told you how I felt and we could have been dating and we wouldn't have to be on this weird blind date thing," I said laughing

He finally looked up at me as he laughed

"Alright be honest what is your ideal first date, Cause I wanna properly take you out?" He asked

"Okay so I think- not a movie because you are like sitting in silence and you can't really talk to each other- but what would earn you coochie point is like maybe take me out somewhere to eat and be like, Be ready at this time and dress like this I'm picking you up," I said

He threw his head back as he laughed

"Alright it seems like it's going very well, So I'm gonna make things a little weird," Mia said as she sat back down between me and Miguel

"Oh great," I said side eyeing Miguel who was doing the same

"Okay I want you guys to compliment each other," She said

"Okay, I really like your hair and your eyes and your smile," I said

"I love your smile and your eyes and your lips," He said smirking at me

"That's so romantic Miguel oh my god," Mia said sighing

"Okay so I have this friend who I showed a picture of you both to and she said that you both looked cute together and I was like I know I've been trying to tell them, like Miguel is always like yo whats good with your friend Y/n, and then I'm like Y/n Miguel thinks you're cute and then she's like yeah he's cute, and no one will ever make a move," She said mimicking our voices

"All right guys comment down below if you think this went well, get this to ten thousand likes and I will force them to go on a date alone next time, Byeee!" She said as Mason turned off the Camera

"Soooo, yall going on a date?" She asked wiggling her brows

"I would love to take you out on a date Amor," Miguel said

I looked away blushing,

"Ohhh he's calling you Amor now?" Mia said

"I would like that," I said blushing

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