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[lover-also-fighter-also]

You have been visited by The Holiday Bakeoff smile demon. Symptoms of delirium have begun. You are seeing melted chairs and trees growing through houses. Your only escape is to bake... or be baked!

OH NO OH NO OH NO!!!!!

I rush about the kitchen at top-speed and grab every single utensil and baking ingredient that is visible to me. The oven was slowly melting right in front of me and I cursed myself as a large batch of flour spills on the floor and two eggs are broken.

I jump on one leg as the eggshell pierces my foot and curse myself even more and move the baking tray to the oven. The cake refuses to rise and gain its fluffy texture and I smack my head in agony! I had forgot to add the baking powder. The oven starts beeping wildly and before I could react, the oven blasted, leaving the kitchen covered in black soot.

Oh shit...

[lealdern]

Burrito

Dick x Reader fluff

Summary: Dick makes you breakfast in bed

Second person / drabble / fluff / she/her reader

A/N: I saw a post forever ago about someone whose partner did something like this and it suited Dick very much in my mind, he’s so corny.

The worst choice you’d made for Dick’s birthday had been the tortilla blanket. It was a massive circle blanket, with print on it to look like a tortilla, and his eyes had sparkled in a way you should have realised was mischief when he'd opened it.

You didn’t think you would be the one using it the most, of the two of you.

The air outside of the bed is cold and you’re still dozing, waking up lazily while you’re awfully aware of how your hair has a chill to it where it fans over the pillow.

And damn Dick’s ninja training because you don’t even hear the bedroom door open, his silent feet creeping into the bedroom as he crouches low so you don’t spot him.

The bedsheets are ripped away in a gust of movement that makes you gasp as the chill air of the apartment settles over you, “Dick!” you shriek as he pounces on top of you with the tortilla blanket spread out like you’re some kind of wild animal to capture for re-release into the wild or something.

You can hear him laughing little breathy huffs as he man handles you, turning you and bundling you tightly inside of the blanket: he laughs all the more as you curse him out and he lays you on your back, perfectly wrapped inside of the tortilla blanket.

You are, for the most part, trapped: Your arms are folded across your stomach, your legs pressed together. You could get out if you wriggled enough, but Dick’s happy little smile and sparkling eyes as he surveys you has you huffling out a breath, hiding your own smile as you give him an unimpressed look.

“Most boyfriends cuddle their girlfriends awake, maybe even bring them breakfast in bed.” You grouse; Dick’s smile widens and he crawls on top of you.

“I like breakfast in bed,” he leans down to look you in the eye, blue eyes fond and sparkling as he delivers his favourite line, “my little breakfast burrito.”

[whumpdrivethru]

Hi!! Can i request a continuation to the Drabble where whumpee is delirious and thinks Caretaker is hurt because of their scars?

Thank you and have a nice day

Hi there! So glad you enjoyed that meal! We can get a continuation of that started for you, no problem! Thank you for choosing the Whump Drive Thru!

Part 1

Caretaker coughed and sneezed in rapid succession. Whumpee had completely recovered, but since Caretaker had been in such close proximity to them for their entire illness, they may have gotten a little sick themselves.

Whumpee entered Caretaker’s bedroom with a tray of soup and crackers. They set the tray down on the bedside table and felt Caretaker’s forehead, wincing at the heat radiating off of them.

“Hey,” Whumpee said softly, “can you sit up for me?”

Caretaker looked up at Whumpee pleadingly. The last thing they wanted to do was eat- their throat was raw from coughing, and swallowing would surely kill them.

“Please Caretaker? For me?” Whumpee asked.

Caretaker nodded feebly; anything for Whumpee. They sat up against the pillows while Whumpee put the tray in their lap. Caretaker picked up the spoon, seeing their reflection in the shiny metal, and gasped.

“What?” Whumpee asked, worry in their tone, “what is it?”

“What happened to me?” Caretaker asked, eyes wide.

“You’re sick,” Whumpee stated, “you’re gonna get better though, you just need to eat.”

“N-no,” Caretaker said, shaking their aching head, “what happened to my face!? Was I in an accident?”

Whumpee froze. They weren’t sure what to say or do.

“Uh… Caretaker, you’ve had that scar for years now-”

Caretaker started to sob, cutting Whumpee off. Whumpee hesitantly reached down and hugged them gently.

“It’s gonna be okay,” Whumpee said, “how about I get you some medicine for it, yeah?”

Caretaker sniffled, nodding. Whumpee got up and went to get some ointment. As silly as it was, maybe it would calm Caretaker down. Whumpee returned with the ointment and a damp washcloth. They dabbed some of the medicine onto Caretaker’s face, then placed the washcloth on their forehead.

“Thank you,” Caretaker said weakly.

“Of course, Caretaker,” Whumpee replied, “would you…would you like me to stay with you?”

Caretaker nodded. Whumpee climbed in bed with them and held them close. Caretaker buried their face in Whumpee’s neck, heat radiating off of them. Whumpee stayed with Caretaker as they began to fall asleep. Whumpee hoped they would get better soon, if only so they wouldn’t be so distraught.

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[septic-dr-schneep]

76. Overload maybe with a magic overloaded Marvin? So good to see you writing stuff again I really missed it!

“…vin? Marvin!”

It wasn’t the call of his name that brought Marvin to the waking world; it was the uproar of pain in his hands, currently being wrapped in cool compresses. Blistered fingers spasmed, wanton sparks eating holes through the washcloths like moths or fireflies. His choked gasp produced a wisp of luminous smoke, then blood to stain his cracked lips and singed beard.

“We told you to stop,” Jackieboy reproached, gripping his shoulder to steady him as he shuddered. “We told you it was too much!”

“Not the time now,” Schneep muttered, pressing another cloth to Marvin’s beading forehead.

[septnautical]

Hair Tails

It always weirded Zara out… the boys’ hair was always so well kept. Did they know what scissors were? Did they have any here? What about when they were little? Did their hair just grow wildly until they couldn’t stand it? Kinda like Marvin’s when she first saw him…

One day, while hanging out with Jackie, she couldn’t take it anymore. She had to know.

“Hey, Jackie?”

The reaper merman turned on his side from where he was laying on his stomach. Zara floats off with a giggle, since she was hanging on his back. She pokes his nose, making him twitch it sillily, then settles down next to him, resting on his hip.

“I got something weird to ask you,” She hums, reaching up and running fingers through his wild green locks. “How do you boys take care of your hair? How do you cut it? What did you do before you came to the Ocean Arms?”

Jackie blinks and then puts on a thoughtful face. “Huh… well- when we were first in our tank, the white suits would come in and shave our hair to all look alike. It was easier to test us that way, if they wanted to put like… those weird sticky squares on our head.

But, when we escaped, the couple of us with claws would try to cut everyone else’s hair! So, me, Anti and Henrik.” He laughs and sinks to the ground, a faraway look in his eyes but a small smile gracing his lips.

“Henrik always tried to use white suit tools… it freaked us out so we kinda stopped asking him after a while. Anti was the best at it- but he would tug and shove us to make us sit still and he wasn’t very patient… Then, I’m one of the babies- so it was hard for me to control my claws or mandibles to help. But, i was eagar and i tried my best! There were a couple messy jobs when we were small.” Jackie laughs again and Zara joins him, the image of little jackie too cute in her head.

...when Anti got taken and Schneep started to get a bit more.. Distant. That’s when I really learned how. I’m pretty good at it now~” The reaper grins smugly, wiggling an eyebrow at Zara. The girl chuckles then pushes her hair out of the way of her mask.”

“Maybe you should do me sometime!”

The merman pales and then laughs nervously, “Uh- how would you like a short haircut?”

Zara bursts into laughter at that, “Oh c’mon Jackie, you did Marvin’s hair just fine! He’s keeping it longer now isn’t he?”

Jackie hums in thought then smiles, “Oh yeah- longer than he did before that’s for sure.. But definitely not as long as it was! When we found him he was a mess! It was all curly and matted, and chopped in weird places….”

The blue suit winces visibly, “ah- part of that might have been Zeke… he got annoyed by Marvin’s hair pretty quickly and chopped some off to see his face…” She looks at Jackie apologetically.

He shrugs, “It might have been a relief for Marv. His hair was so crazy… and he wouldn’t let us touch it for a long time after he got back too.”

Zara is quiet for a bit, tapping her fingers on her leg as she thinks. Then, she perks up and taps Jackie rapidly on his tail. “Jackie! I just had a great idea!!”

Not that Jackie gets to hear it- Zara actually swims off before telling Jackie, leaving the merboy laying in the sand with a confused head tilt.

The raven haired girl swims around for a bit, looking around the sunny spots near the base on the reef. She brightens when she seems a familiar patch of purple and she swims down. Marvin is curled up on the sand, peacefully dozing. His head is resting on his arms, his tails curl up against him. With his mask, he looks so much like a sleeping cat Zara can’t help but giggle at the sight. The merman slowly opens his eyes and looks up to Zara blearily, blinking sleep out of his eyes. He yawns and stretches and Zara has to cover her mouth to not laugh again at how cat like it is. Marvin sits up and rubs at his eyes, tilting his mask sideways on his head.

“Zara…?” He croaks, sleep thick in his throat, “What’re you doin’ here…? Whatcha want?” He narrows his eyes slightly, studying her closely. They really haven’t had much time to hang out,so he wasn’t sure how to act around her. But Jackie trusted her, and she did help save him.

Zara studies Marvin right back, watching as the currents stir Marvin’s hair. It’s a light mossy green with hints of brown peeking through. It floats just past his jawline now, in a curly messy bob of sorts. When Zara first saw him, his hair was wild and went to his shoulders, bangs so long you could hardly see his eyes. Jackie had done a really good job of cleaning him up. But, Zara knew something that would help him even more.

She sits down next to him and he scoots back slightly, looking at her with big confused eyes. Zara smiles timidly then pulls something out of her pack. It’s a nice looking piece of blue green fabric- looking like it could be used in some of the ocean’s arms suits. Marvin leans closer to it and tilts his head, before looking back to Zara, “What’s that?” He asks quietly.

“Well, Jackie was telling me about something I was curious about. I wondered how you all keep your hair so nice when you don’t have tools like us humans do… and then i remembered that you were wanting to keep your hair longer- but it’s gotta be a little annoying right?”

Marvin feels through his hair and looks up as he thinks. “Yeah… i guess- It gets in my face sometimes when i swim… or in my mouth when I’m sleeping.” He sticks his tongue out and smacks his lips like he can still taste it. Then, he starts to twiddle his fingers slightly, looking away from Zara. “i… I like having it longer now though… it’s nice to be different from the others. It… feels good too? Now that it’s not so… you know.” He gets a darker, faraway look in his eyes. “And… it’s a reminder… of what i went through. That I'm stronger now than i was then.”

He looks back to Zara and then snaps out of his daze, his ears and cheeks turning a slight magenta as he stammers, “Ah- sorry that was… probably stupid- to be so… weird about hair…”

Zara quickly shakes her head, then lightly grabs Marvin’s hand, “It’s not weird! I think your hair is lovely- and the fact that it has such a good message for you is wonderful!”

Marvin knits his eyebrows together in confusion, “Then… why bring it up? I thought you were gonna tell me to cut it like my brothers do…”

She giggles and shakes her head again. “That’s something boys dont get- but, i thought i’d give you an easier way to get your hair out of the way when you need it!” Zara stretches out the ribbon in Marvin’s face then swims around to be behind him.

The warper merman stiffens slightly and Zara hesitates, not yet touching him. “...do you mind if i try something Marv? I won’t hurt you or cut it- I swear.”

He’s quiet for a second before squeaking out, “O...okay..” He tries to force himself to relax, twirling and untwirling his tails to distract him. Zara finds that kinda cute-

Taking his hair, she softly and gently bundles it up in her hands, grabbing some of his still choppy bangs and trying to merge it with the back and smooth it out. Then she twirls the ends so it kinda resembles a bun- he doesn’t have that much hair though- so by the time she ties the fabric around, it’s more of a small ponytail than anything. But, the blue suit swims away, satisfied. She reaches into her bag then pulls out a small compact with a mirror, showing it to marvin.

“All done! What do you think?”

Marvin blinks and takes the mirror, looking at it strangely for a second. He’s only seen his reflection in pools and glass windows before. But, as he adjusts to it he straightens and tilts his head around to see.

“Wow… Zara- this looks really good.” He mumbles, then feels up the back of his head. “And… feels good.”

Zara grins, “You should be able to swim with no problems now! And you can take the tie out whenever you want it loose! In fact, want me to teach you how to do it yourself?”

The warper looks at her with sparkling eyes, before timidly asking, “...c-can you…?”

The girl smiles warmly and plops down by him, pulling out a small purple brush that shines iridescently in the ocean light. She gives it to Marvin and then babbles excitedly, “Yeah! I can teach you all sorts of things to do with your hair! We can braid it- ohh! You would look so good with a dutch braid??” She moves to his back again, then waves a hand to him, “That brush is for you by the way! It’ll help you pull your hair back better- and so it won’t get tangled! It must be hard to brush with claws!”

Marvin looks to the brush with wonder, watching the color change as he twists it around in his hands. “.. t-thank you Zara…” Braids huh- Jack knew how to do those… but he never got the chance to teach Marvin how.

…..

Later that night, Marvin is getting ready to sleep in the cave, looking at the brush. Then he smiles and removes his mask, letting his hair down and starting to brush his hair, snuggled up against the wall.

Jamie swims over with wide eyes, and points to the brush with excitement. “Pretty!”

The warper mer smiles and pats the place next to him, and Jamie eagerly swims up and curls up to his side. Marvin then takes the brush and brushes Jamie’s soft teal locks. The cuddlefish merman’s eyes flutter and he smiles wide, nuzzling up more against Marvin. This reminds Jameson of Jack… playing with all their hair as they laid in a pile together.

Marvin grins mischievously then uses his new tie to mess with Jamie’s hair, who giggled and swatted at Marvin, his hair now sticking up in a straight ponytail like a pineapple.

Chase swims over to the commotion with a low chuckle, “What are you two doing?”

Marvin slips the tie out of Jamie’s hair then bundles his own hair back with it, a sly grin on his face. “Nothing~!”

The older brother cocks an eyebrow, “Is that so?” It was good to see Marvin joking again- playing games with his siblings. It warmed Chase’s heart. He floats down to them and then picks up the brush curiously while also eyeing Marvin’s new hair tie.

“Where’d you get this stuff Marv?”

The warper merman sinks against Chase with a soft happy smile, “A friend.”

Chase smiles back then ruffles Marvin’s hair lovingly, earning quiet protests from the younger brother. “You look good, kiddo. S’like a new you!”

Marvin hums and feels up to his ponytail again, his smile getting bigger. “Yeah… it is.”

[storm337]

“Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.” I dunno this gives me early Jackie and Marvin partnership stuff? Seems fun? :D

“Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”

“Who’s everyone?”

The as of yet named ego drummed his fingers on the table, the rhythmic four timed pattern starting to drum irritably in Jackie’s head. His leg bounced silently under the table, frustration, and suspicion fueling his already hyper nerves further. As if to frustrate him further, the magician had the gall to yawn and lean back in his chair, looking around with sleepy blue eyes. Jackie gritted his teeth, suppressing the powered shout that wanted to free itself from his throat and blast the younger ego back through the various walls of their humble cabin.

“The fans,” Jackie clarifies, and the magician scoffs and rolls his eyes. It’s almost amusing, seeing the other so nonchalant about the fans. Jackie had once been the same way until he realized the fans had the power to change things, to warp his reality and even his very being. He was very grateful they hadn’t turned on him, and instead gave him real powers, a real costume, a real purpose in this world. Oh, how ignorant he was at first- just like this new ego.

“And why do you believe them? Jack-”

“Sean,” Jackie corrects, his voice a low growl, rumbling with a bit of his released energy behind it.

“Sean,” the magician sounds confused now but dismisses the name change rather quickly. “Sean hasn’t said if I’m good or bad or what. He hasn’t even given me a name! It’s up to him, right? Those fans don’t have anything to do with me.”

“They do.” Now it’s Jackie’s turn to lean back in his chair, watching as the new ego suddenly perks up. He leans forward and Jackie knows he’s got him, hook, line, and sinker.

“What?”

“The fans have everything to do with you. If Sean doesn’t give you a name, a place, an alignment soon- well, they will, and after that? Well, they don’t change their minds very easily.”

[frankcastleonlyfans]

Hi! Darling, I was wondering if you can make a fic or oneshot where in mom!reader is like eating her pregnancy cravings and dad!daemon like doing everything he can to make pregnancy cravings requests possible and mom!reader is like i want a roasted chicken or barbecue but it has to be cooked by a dragon fire and dad!daemon is like casually requesting caraxes to make fire or cook the chicken or any meat his holding out in front of caraxes to cook it and the guards, dragon keepers and servants are like wtf 😶 because this man is doing everything his lady pregnant wife is requesting! 😂🖤 and also like the mom!reader is like near daemon waiting and excitedly watching because she is excited too eat the roasted meat! 😋🍖🖤 sorry for the long request is fine if you can't make it i enjoy and love the fics you make! 🖤🖤🖤

𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

pairing: dad!daemon targaryen x mom!reader

warnings: just fluff this time, lots and lots of fluff

author's note: hi nonnie, my love!!! i'm so sorry, i tried to make a drabble out of it, but i couldn't write it so i did this headcanon. i hope you still enjoy :( <3

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dad!daemon x mom!reader au masterlist

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During your late pregnancy, you had some weird cravings.

And Daemon, like a good husband, got for you everything you wished for.

So when you craved boar stew, Daemon had to hunt a wild boar just for you.

And when you wished for oysters, but the ones from the coast of Dragonstone, he got it for you.

And when you pratically cried for a huge and spicy mutton, Daemon was there, cutting it in pieces to feed you.

But this time, you woke up with the strangest of wishes.

"Daemon." You called in his ear, stirring him awake, "Daemon, I'm craving roasted pork."

He opened his eyes and stared at you. He wanted to whine for being ripped out of his dreamland, but you were looking at him with your pouty lips and huge begging eyes.

"What's the catch this time?" Daemon questioned.

"...roasted in dragonfire." You murmured in the crook of his neck, hiding your face as he chuckled.

"I can't believe I am actually doing this."

That's how you both ended up inside the dragonpit in the early morning. Daemon requested for a huge pig to be brought, and asked someone to bring him Caraxes.

You gave little jumps excitedly, mostly for the food, but also because the whole situation was so funny.

The dragon keepers brought Caraxes, and stared at you both like you were crazy.

And the pig couldn't stop screaming.

"Hello, boy." You smiled as the dragon stretched its huge neck and leaned its muzzle on you.

"C'mon boy, make me a roast!" You clapped as the dragon turned towards the swine.

"Caraxes, stop snuggling with Y/N and please just burn the pig." Daemon pinched the bridge of his nose, watching you play with the huge animal.

"Dracarys." Daemon commanded, and the dragon spilled his fire so fast that the pig could not react. It was so hot and quick that was painless.

The pig was still in his feet, burned on the outside and deliciously cooked on the inside.

"Ooh, good boy Caraxes!" You praised, hugging his warm muzzle. He huffled in your body.

"Don't I get a hug after all this?" Daemon pouted.

You walked towards Daemon and kissed him sweetly, making the guards and dragon keepers turn around to give you privacy.

"Now, you get a kiss. After I feast in that pork, you get the whole meal." You smirked, biting his lip.

[tom-whore-dleston]

Happy end of September!! You already know what time it is. It's time to showcase all the fics I read this month. September was very heavy in Frank and the Moon boys but I ain't complaining 😜 These writers worked really hard on these pieces so please make sure to reblog and comment on their fics!

Please note the warnings each author gives and respect their boundaries.

All fic recs are under the cut

Late Night by @steviesnight-time

Xu Shangqi x reader

cowboy!Frank blurb by @rrestella

Frank Castle x reader

Coffee and Bagels by @buckybleu

Xu Shangqi x reader

A Fall Day by @crazycookiecrumbles

Xu Shangqi x Stark!reader

professor!Andy Barber drabble by @buckyownsmylife

professor!Andy Barder x reader

I've Got You Darlin' pt 1 & 2 by @psychedelic-ink

moon knight (all alters) x reader x din djarin

nsfw headcanon with Frank Castle by @wint3r-h3art

Frank Castle x reader

Unknown by @/psychedelic-ink

Stephen Strange x reader

No Room for Worries by @fluffyprettykitty

Joaquin Torres x reader

Of the Essence by @inklore

tangerine x f!assassin!reader

Thunderstorms and Rainbows by @summerofsnowflakes

Bucky Barnes x Avenger!reader

Autumn with Austin headcanons by @floralcyanide

Austin Butler x reader

On My Way by @/buckyownsmylife

Bucky Barnes x reader

Succiduous pt 3, 4, 5, 6 by @huffle-pissed

Steven Grant x reader x Marc Spector

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[witchy-shortcake]

Thank you, Huffle from @whumpdrivethru for this lovely drabble.

This scene is perfect for my girl Dhalia.

Hello! I would like to order a delirious whumpees with an extremely high fever resting badly to seeing caretaker (Who has pretty visible Burn scars covering part of their face and/or body) wearing comfy or otherwise loose fitting clothing and with their hair up (maybe they get scared of them, maybe they start to cry because they think caretaker is hurt)

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Whumpee tossed and turned in bed, their fever climbing dangerously high. Caretaker entered the room with a washcloth and a bowl of ice water.

“Hey,” Caretaker said softly, dipping the cloth in the bowl and dabbing it on Whumpee’s forehead.

Whumpee only whimpered in response. They looked up at Caretaker through hazy vision.

“Caretaker?” they asked, their glassy eyes going wide.

“Yes? What’s wrong?”

“Y-you’re hurt!” Whumpee cried weakly.

“Huh?”

Whumpee feebly reached up and cupped Caretaker’s face. They then promptly burst into tears.

“How did this happen?” Whumpee sobbed.

“How did what happen?” Caretaker asked.

Whumpee didn’t answer. Caretaker needed help and fast. They clambered out of bed, despite Caretaker’s protests, and hurried over to the medicine cabinet.

“Whumpee, you need to stay in bed!”

Whumpee rummaged in the cabinet until they found the ointment for burns. They rushed back to Caretaker. They had just unscrewed the cap when a wave of dizziness washed over them.

“Put this on,” they slurred, squirting some of the medicine onto their fingers.

“Whumpee, what are you doing?” Caretaker asked.

Whumpee just managed to dab some of the soothing gel onto Caretaker’s face when their knees buckled. Caretaker caught Whumpee before they could crumple to the ground.

“Come on, let’s get you back to bed,” Caretaker said gently.

“No! You’re hurt! I need to help you!” Whumpee wailed.

“Whumpee, I promise I’m not- oh.”

Caretaker felt the side of their face, the side with the burn scar, the side where Whumpee had desperately applied medicine.

“Whumpee, I’ve had this for years, remember?”

Whumpee shook their head, tears flowing freely.

“We need to treat it now! Or it’ll scar!”

Caretaker gently manhandled Whumpee back into bed, then picked up the washcloth. Whumpee snatched the washcloth out of their hands and started dabbing at Caretaker’s scar.

“Does that feel any better?” Whumpee asked.

“Whumpee, I-” Caretaker put their hand on Whumpee’s, “-yes, it feels much better. I think you’ve covered everything, I’m gonna be just fine.”

Whumpee breathed a sigh of relief.

“G-good, that’s good…”

“How about you try to go to sleep, yeah?” Caretaker asked.

Whumpee was already out before Caretaker finished their sentence. Caretaker sighed, taking the washcloth and rubbing the ointment off of their face. They planted a soft kiss on Whumpee’s forehead, feeling the heat radiating off of them. If anyone needed medicine, it was Whumpee. Caretaker left the room to go fetch them some fever reducers. Meanwhile, Whumpee twitched and fidgeted in their sleep, subconsciously worried about their friend.

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[wayward-dreamer]

tagged by my love @evergreencowboy and my angel @makeadealwithdean! I love you both!! 🫶🏼😘

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! tag as many people as you have WIPs

God there’s so many, too many, but these are the current ones invading my mind I guess lmao

The Golden Rule

Coffee & Chaos

Searching Our Hearts

Before You Know It

Jopper drabble

Single dad!Dean x Dance Teacher!Reader

Beyond Two Lives

Soldier Boy x Fem!Reader one shot

Hangman x Fem!Reader one shot (Top Gun: Maverick)

Musician!Dean x Fem!Reader one shot

Sian’s challenge

Demon!Dean x Fem!Demon!Reader one shot

Would love to talk about these, so hope to see y’all in my inbox!!

tagging (no pressure!): @writercole @huffle-pissed @ejlovespie @evansrogerskitten @princessmisery666 @wildbornsiren

[that-one-gay-girl]

“You ready for this man?” Sam asks, looking at Dean in the mirror.

Dean adjusted his bow tie a final time before turning to his brother with a nervous smile. “She hasn’t run away yet?” Dean double checks

“She loves you you idiot. You’re not getting rid of her that easily.” Sam ushers Dean towards the doors. “All you have to do is wait, and then she’ll be walking down the isle in no time.”

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[ourmondobongo]

hiii HP anon here!!

i think mob and miche would be in gryffindor.. like miche is considered the second strongest after levi so i feel like he would fit there 😅 and moblit has neville vibes ygwim.. like frantic (bc of hanji hahahah poor moblit almost had heart attacks everytime haha) but actually brave hehe but i also see why you would sort them into hufflepuff they are both lowkey ppl and less problematic ig??

ERWIN WAS A TEXTBOOK SLYTHERIN THO 🐍 absolute cunning and ambitious individual hehe AND HANGE WAS SORTING HAT STALL like hermione was bc they could actually be a gryffindor or a ravenclaw hehe either would fit

levi and nana would be friends (in either gryffin or huffle, as i HC them both as huffle) bc they are both quiet/lowkey ppl. 😅😅😅

NOW IMMA ASK.. how do you HC the vets as quidditch players??

IM SORRY FOR POURING OUT MY POTTERHEAD THING ON YOU HAHDJSKD you don’t have to answer XD i just love HPxSNK cross-overs

Hi again!!! And you're very welcome here!

And I see your points too! Like, Mob feels very Neville indeed lol And Mike has this very... graciousness of a champion (?). Like, he could be the face of Gryffindor glory lmao. But I put them both as Hufflepuff more because of their usually "I'm here to back you up" loyalty toward Hanji and Erwin respectively. And they're fairly quiet, with Moblit getting loud bc of Hanji's dangerous experiences lmao

LEVI COULD DO SO WELL AS HUFFLY! It was the most difficult to place lol But he is known for not being too good in teams, but people loved to follow him anyway. He is such an admirable figure, and inspire the best in everyone. It's why I placed him in gryffindor lol Everyone who meet him at first would say "EH? Gryffindor?? How is it possible??". But once they knew him, it would all click into place 🥰

In Quidditch...

Chaser: Hanji, Nana

Seeker: Levi

Beater: Mike

Keeper: Erwin

The loud cheerleader and ready with first aid kit: Moblit 😅

(Oooh, and these HP HC reminds me that free-pancakes has GREAT HC and drabbles with HP x SNK crossovers too! If you still haven't checked, I highly recommend!! I love the Expecto Patronum AU!!)

[sofreddie]

Fic Recommendations: April 4, 2021

Welcome to Rest & Read Sundays. Every week I'll provide a themed list of fic recommendations. This week's theme is:

Less Than 100 Notes

I tried to pick a selection of fics that feature different characters and themes. Without further ado, here are this week's fics:

On Your Bad Days by @winchester19-67

Characters: Dean x Reader

Summary: When your anxiety has to go and ruin plans that Dean made, you feel bad and yet Dean tries everything that he can to show you that it doesn’t matter as long as he gets to spend the whole day with you.

St. Patrick's Day by @huffle-pissed

Characters: Sam x Reader

Summary: St. Patrick’s Day is one of your busiest days of the year as a bar owner, and you’re stressed. But after a handsome stranger helps you, will talking to him lead to something else?

This One's For You by @waywardnerd67

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Summary: Dating the world’s number one rockstar takes its toll on (Y/N), but in the end he always makes it worth it.

Ghosts by @crispychrissy

Characters: No Pairing

Summary: Four years after Dean’s death and Sam’s retirement from hunting, you experience some interesting things as the bunker’s new unofficial caretaker.

You're A Winchester? by @writingtoforgetreality

Characters: Cas x Reader

Summary: You woke up in the middle of nowhere. How the hell did you get here? The last thing you remembered was being in a motel room & all of a sudden, you found yourself lost with the worst headache ever. Who would have thought your life was about to be changed forever?

Off the Grid by @blogsamgirlforlife

Characters: Jared x Reader

Summary: This story is based on the true story Jared shared after the finale of Supernatural. He told the fans how he struggled and didn’t want to get out of bed for days as his depression came back and how his kind Gen decided to take him and their family out off house and help him return to normal.

She's My Whip by @kickingitwithkirk

Characters: Sam x Reader

Summary: Challenge Fic

Ride With Me by @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname

Characters: Dean x Reader

Summary: You surprise Dean with a gift that leads to a perfect afternoon.

Too Much, Not Enough by @saxxxology

Characters: Sam x Reader

Summary: NSFW Drabble

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[neoneversleeps]

candy | m.tl

pairing: moon taeil x nurse!reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

warnings: mentions of blood, very light cursing

words: 0.9k

description: 

Your fiance just really wants some Halloween candy. 

prompt used:  “Did you seriously injure yourself while carving a pumpkin?”

Turning the key in the ignition of your car, you kill the engine, slumping back against your seat in slight exhaustion. You roll your shoulders one, twice, relieving some of the stress that’s been trapped there since the start of your hospital shift this morning. Unbuckling your seatbelt, you lean over to the passenger seat to retrieve the candy you’d bought on your way home before getting out of the car. 

You grin as you spot the first jack-o’-lantern at the doorstep to your house, the wickedly smiling face blending in perfectly with the rest of your Halloween decorations. Maneuvering the bag of sweets onto your arm, you fumble around in your purse for your keys. 

Pushing open the door with your shoulder, you enter the foyer, throwing your keys onto the dresser where they land with a clang. “I’m home!” You call out into the hallway. 

“I’m in the kitchen!” Comes your fiance’s response and you follow the sound, placing the bag of goodies onto the counter as you enter the room. Taeil sits at the table, his dark drown fringe pushed back and his tongue poking out slightly from the corner of his mouth in concentration as he works a knife into the hollowed out pumpkin in front of him. You smile at the endearing sight. 

“Are you just gonna admire my handiwork or are you going to help? There’s still plenty of pumpkins left, you know.” Taeil asks, tone light as he gestures to the rest of the large orange vegetables placed on the corner of the table.  You push yourself off the counter yo had been leaning on and move towards Taeil, hugging him from behind as you place your head next to his. “I will.” You peck his cheeks. “But first I need to go shower.” 

About twenty minutes later you make your way back downstairs, draped in a cozy halloween themed hoodie and sweatpants, your hair still damp from the shower. Taeil has since started on another pumpkin, and you head over to one of the drawers to pick out a knife to start on your own project. The bag of sweets on the counter catches your eye and you place your knife down while you look for a bowl. You know yourself well enough that you would forget to prepare the treats later on if you didn’t do it now. 

“Is that the candy for the trick or treaters?” 

Taeil’s attention shifts towards you as soon as he hears the contents of of one of bags being poured into the bowl. You chuckle. “Yes.” You turn your head to the side to shoot him a warning look. “And no, you’re not getting any candy, Taeil.” 

You can practically hear the pout on your fiance’s lips when he says his next words. “You’re no fun.” 

You spend the next few minutes emptying all the various sweets into the halloween themed container until a yelp from behind you makes you flinch. “Ow.” You turn around to see taeil hissing as he presses his thumb to his lips, small droplets of blood running down his skin. 

“Shit.” You near sprint through the house to retrieve your first aid kit before returning to the kitchen and plopping it open next to Taeil as you sit on the chair nearest to him. You start cleaning the wound, realizing now that it wasn’t as dep as you had feared. 

“Did you seriously injure yourself while carving a pumpkin?” You chuckle as you wrap a small bandage around Taeil’s thumb. Taeil smiles shrugs with a sheepish expression. 

“I was thinking about candy…” You shake at your fiance’s silliness, not managing to stop the fond smile that spreads across your face. 

“Speaking of candy… what kind of a nurse would you be if you didn’t give your injured patients something sweet after their visit?” You roll your eyes as you stand up, closing the lid on the first aid kit as you do so. 

“You’re not getting any candy, Taeil!” 

“Why not?” Taeil practically whines as he gets up , huffling his sock cla feet over to you. 

“Because,” You laugh as you shield the bowl of forbidden fruit behind your frame, seeing straight through Taeil’s plan. “This is for the trick or treaters.” Taeil pouts. “And if you start snacking, then I’ll start snacking, and then we’ll have no candy left and our house will et egged because we’ll be the lame neighbors who didn’t give out candy.” 

A huff of breath leaves Taeil as his shoulders slump. “Fine. Can i get a kiss instead, then?” You smile at him, nodding your head as a yes. Taeil leans in, soft plump lips pressing flush against yours as he gives you a long slow kiss filled with nothing but adoration. You sigh into the kiss, failing to notice the arm that sneaks behind your waist to snatch up one of the chocolate bars before it’s too late. Taeil pulls back triumphantly, the chocolate bar firm in his grasp.

It’s your turn to pout now. “Taeil!” You exclaim, only landing a few half hearted slaps on taeils chest as he unwraps his prize. He takes a bite out of the hearty chocolate before offering another to you. You give in, biting into the chocolatey goodness as Taeil coos at your still sulky expression. 

“Just so you know, if we end up eating this entire thing before the trick or treaters get here, I’m offering you up to the kids.”

this drabble is part of Lilac’s Halloween Spooky Special ♡