#i kinda want to write a fic like this now hmmm

[dustofthedailylife]

Jing Yuan x (gn!) Reader

A/N: Plot bunny time?! Randomly got this idea under the shower. Tempted to make a full fic...

Thinking about a Reader who is Jing Yuan's first love. You spend countless years of your young lives together and are basically attached at the hip. Unspoken feelings linger between you two for aeons knew how long - but neither of you had acted on them.

You decide to become an adventurer one day and began traveling to planets all over the universe. But one day, your spaceship malfunctions and you crash, leaving you stranded on this deserted planet far away from home.

The damage is too great so you are unable to send off a rescue signal back to the Luofu. So all you can do for now is sit and think.

After about half an hour you are rescued already however. You begin to wonder how they found you so fast, but as soon as you arrive back at the Luofu you realize what was amiss.

While Jing Yuan hugs you with tears streaming down his face you begin to understand that in those 30 minutes on that planet, 500 years had gone by on the Luofu.

[shanesevikasfuckdoll]

Sheriff Grayson 🎀🎀🎀

Okay, I kinda wanna write Grayson fics, would you guys be into that? Okay, I'm just gonna keep writing police mommy

Warning: Slight Smut. Marcus. Can't tell the difference between colleague and coworker. barely proofread

🚫Men and Minors DNI🚫

You are a Junior officer that just graduated a couple months ago. You work as an enforcer now in Grayson's department, and you try your hardest not to look at her too long, or study her facial features, her body, the way she walks, the way she talks— yeah, you're kind of obsessed. You had a huge crush on her, the first time you guys met. She welcomed you, and her being the sheriff, she was often the one telling you what to do, and she's kind enough to teach you what you don't know. And boy, do you love it.

Every 'Hi' every 'goodmorning' every smile, and wave she sends you, you just feel like you have a mini heart attack right then and there. You try your best not to get your feelings in the way, however, since sheriff grayson was just very professional, and very kind. 'She's 40+ goddammit! Get a hold of yourself' you scream internally.

You kept that crush to yourself, though, not even telling your closest friends, and coworkers about it, when they ask if you have eyes for anyone at the department. Of course, as a professional-unprofessional, you just laugh, and point to a random person, and say "Hmmm, that, right there, they're pretty hot" and move on with your day. You were pretty easy on the eyes too, some of your colleagues, mainly Marcus had a huge crush on you, but you prefer women, but that didn't stop him from trying and hitting on you though. He often asks you for drinks sometimes after your shift was over, which you took upon once in awhile, as long as you had company, but when it's just you two, you decline.

Grayson was the only one you had eyes on anyways. But, you're probably not her type, you being young and unexperienced and all. But you do appreciate her kindness towards you, often, when Marcus hits on you during work hours, she'll scold him, and tell you to just ignore him. Or when you have no clue what to do, she'll just assign you to do something easier. She'd offer to buy you lunch, when you'd overwork yourself too much, and she hears your stomach grumble too much. But you'd shyly decline her offer since you don't want to abuse your sheriff's kindess too much, and you're not really used to someone caring like that, let alone your crush. So you'd just blush, and tell her "Oh, thank you, Sheriff, but I'm fine, really." You say, with a soft smile, while you avoid her gaze to hide your blush.

She chuckles, with her deep voice, you can hear it vibrate to be honest. You can see her adams apple, everytime she talks, and you find that so hot. "Nonsense. I insist, please, let me buy you lunch." When you politely decline again, she stands up and smile at you, "I understand." as she turns to walk away. About half an hour later, you just came back from the restroom, and you find a paper bag on your desk, with a note that writes "I'm sorry for blatantly disobeying your wishes right now, but you truly need something to eat. I asked some of your friends what food you like, so I got you this. 💕–G" and all you could do was cover your cheeks, and feel your face getting hotter and hotter. You try to hide your blush, and your smile, by sitting down quickly, and you try to find her, and you see her looking at you through the glass of her office, while she was talking with someone. She winks at you, and continues to talk, and all you could do was mouth a small 'Thank you' and open your lunch to see your favourite food in it. At this point your face was burning up, and your colleagues ask if you were doing alright, but you quickly answered– "Yep!" They chuckle, and you eat your lunch there, savoring the taste, and you keep looking at the note Grayson wrote you. You put it under your desk, to keep in with you forever.

This went on for awhile, and every time, you offer to pay her back, but she firmly declines. "No, I truly insist. I do this on my own accord, this isn't a debt, it's just my way of showing you kindness" She smiles, and rejects your offer to pay her back with money, and walks away, before you could even come up with an argument. You start giving back, though. You often bake for the whole precinct when you had time, but this time, you made some custom muffins for Grayson that you know she loves. She doesn't like it too sweet, so you just add more fruit, and less sugar, and you sneak it in her office once in awhile with a note that only contains a "❤️ -(your initial)" Each day, your crush on her was growing, and your feelings get stronger and atronger for her. But with that, you know that that's the only place your feelings would go. Secret, and unnoticed. You know she only thinks of you as something platonic anyways, and you try your best to hide your blushes everytime you interact with her. It's just her face, and her neck when she talks, her eyes when she looks at you, that smug smile, and how good she looks in uniform that drives you insane.

One day, you finally arrested the guy on your case for months, and the whole precinct congratulated you. Marcus proposed drinking for the night, and everybody, except Grayson tagged along. "You kids go, I must stay here to finish off my paper work. With my age, do you really think I'm missing out on that much?" She convinces, but you feel a little sad she's not coming with you. But you try not to let it linger on your mind for too long. It was a huge achievement for you, and she did buy you your favourite candied apples for lunch that day, with a note that said "Congratulations! – G" and you kept that note in your wallet for the night.

You, and your colleagues went to the bar, and you drank all night long in celebratory for your first biggest achievement in yet. Your face was now red, and you were getting notably buzzed, and your body was relaxed, the tension gone, and your words slurred a little bit, and you were just over all just carefree. Your coworkers seemed to be a little tipsy too. You were just all laughing together, and Marcus seemed to fall asleep right then and there, he always asked for drinks, yet he can never hold his alcohol well.

You were buying another round when your co worker suddenly asked "So who do you like?" And you paused for a bit, and you just blinked at her. "I already told you that" You chuckle, and she laughs at you "Yeah, but we both know that's bullshit, so who is it?" You sigh, and finally tell them. "Fine, but, keep your mouths shut everyone... It's... Grayson" They all audibly gasped, surprised, and they all hit your shoulder and laughed. "Grayson?! As in Sheriff Grayson?!" You feel your face burn up again, and you try to hide your face, they were laughing. When they finally calmed down, they hit you again, but this time, it's a lot more calmer. "Don't worry, we get it. We'll keep our mouths shut. Just don't tell mister sleepy head right there" She gestures over a drunk Marcus eith his head down, and they laugh at him.

The night goes smoothly, and you all had to go home. They left, and took marcus home, and you called a cab and went home.

The next day, when you went to work, everybody had hangovers. Everyone, but Marcus. He was looking at you with disgust, and you squint at him to make sure you were seeing right. He looked down on you, he spits, and turns away. You are notably confused, and you ask one of your coworkers that you were with last night. "What's up with him?" You ask them, and they looked oddly nervous, and they were choking alot. You're getting kind of angry at this point "Spit it out." They choke, and blink, and just point at him whispering something to Grayson. You didn't get it at first, but you finally realized what he was doing.

You look absolutely mortified, your face full of betrayal, as Grayson just looks at you for awhile. You both just made eye contact, her eyes going wide, when she finally broke it. 'That's it. I'm getting fired.' You look at your coworker, and demand answers. How could they betray you like this, you ask with tears in your eyes. They say sorry, and explain that last night, when you were all drunk, turns out Marcus was still awake. And heard EVERYTHING. At this point you juat wanted to get swallowed by the earth. You felt like shit. She wasn't supposed to know. Everything was going so well. "W-we're sorry, Y/n. We didn't know." They say trying to comfort you, but you just coldly brush them off. You feel like shit. You know it was your fault for telling them in the first place. they weren't supposed to know. And now it was out.

You were quiet the whole day, the whole week even. Grayson has been bringing you anymore lunch, and she wasn't talking or calling you into her office anymore. When you come across her, she just looks the other way. She doesn't smile, or say 'Hi' to you anymore, when you come in for work. Marcus had finally gotten the hint you just weren't into him, and he stopped trying to flirst with you. Often, he'd just point and laugh, at how pathetic you are, and try your best to ignore him as much as you can.

Till a couple weeks later. You were still quiet, and not talking to anyone else by now. You started to work even harder, just constantly overworking yourself now that you can't trust anyone in the precinct. You bury yourself in paperwork. If you're not doing that, you often just guard, and patrol through the city. Anything to keep your mind away from Grayson.

You can't help it, even when she's ignoring you, she's effortlessly intoxicating.

One rainy night, you were working overtime, trying to finish all your paper work at once since, tomorrow was a weekend, you don't want to have anything on your mind, other than relax at home, and get a drink. By the time you finished, you noticed officer Grayson in her office fixing her things, getting ready to leave. You quickly run out, to make sure you don't go home the same time as her, to avoid any awkward situations, so you run to the door.

It was pouring. You didn't have an umbrella. The one time it rains, the only time you didn't bring an umbrella with you. You were just standing right outside the door, to keep yourself from getting wet. You sigh, and sit on a chair, and wait for the rain to stop. You hear sheriff Grayson walk out the door, cursing under her breath, when she saw how strong the rain, and winds are. You tried your best to look away, and you reached to your pocket, and light a cigarette. She just stands there, across from you, and you notice she's looking at you.

You hear her chuckle. You look to the side, to see she's smiling right at you. You shyly smile back, and she softly opens her mouth "You know, smoking is bad for you, my dear" She says, as she crosses arms and shakes her head. You look down, and take a long drag on your cigarette, and blow smoke to the other side. "Yeah, but, these past few weeks have been... Shitty." You confess. You can barely look her in the eye at this point.

She makes her way towards you, and pats your shoulder. "Mind telling me about it? I wanna make sure you're alright, dear. Sorry if I haven't been attentive these past few days. I have been... Busy." She says, but you can hear the slight hesitation in her voice, but still laced with comfort. You just sigh, and look at the floor, as if the floor was telling you something interesting. You laugh, dryly. You try not to cry, but your sniffles can still be heard. She pats your back, and takes your cigarette from you, placing it somewhere, and she crouches down to your level. "Are you okay, dove? Is something wrong?" She puts her rough and calloused hands on your shoulder, as you pathetically cry infront of her. You finally break. "I-I'm sorry Grayson. Everything was fine between us, but I got drunk, and told my c-coworkers I-I liked you, and it was a mistake, I shouldn't have said it, and now you're ignoring me, and I'm sorry for crying, I known it's dumb, I should just—"

She cuts you off with a deep kiss. It takes you a while to completely comprehend what's happening. You put one of your arms on her shoulder, to pull on the back of her hair, as you moan in the kiss. You pull back, and she pulls you back in. She's now putting hickies on your neck. You still can't believe this is real, so you push her away again, just to take a good look at her.

She stops, and she pushes you a little big, surprised by her own actions. "I-I'm sorry, that was unprofessional of me, I shouldn't have done that, I came off too strong, I apologize" She says, and you just blink and look at her. You giggle a bit still nervous about what just happened, and you grip her biceps "No, no, It's okay, I do like you, alot— I'm just— am I dreaming? Is this real? Are we doing this?" You ask her, looking into her beautiful grey eyes, and she smiles at you, and leans in "Yes, dove, this is real." she goes in to kiss you again, and you kiss her back with more passion, and it's slowly turning into a very horny make out session.

Lighting striked, and the two of you jumped. You both giggle, and she kissed your nose, and looks at you. "Sincerely, I am sorry for ignoring you the past few weeks, it was just so hard to believe that you liked me, I guess I got nervous. I do like you too, sweetheart, I just had to find a way to find the courage and do this with you." she admits, witch a small noticable blush on her cheeks, as she looks down at you, "Would you like to go on a date with me, dove?" She asks, her hand reaching for yours, as you stand up. You smile at her. "Yes, I'd love to" You kiss her knuckles.

The rain has gotten much weaker mow, and she takes her bag, to get an umbrella in it. "Do you want me to drive you home, love?" She asks you. You smile at her, as she offers her arm to you, and you gladly take it. You nod to her, and she puts the umbrella over your heads, as she takes you to her car. She opens the door for you like the gentlewoman she is, and kisses you hand as you go in.

She gets into the car, and asks you if you're comfortable. You nod, as you put your seatbelt on, and she drives you home. "Grayson? What did Marcus tell you exactly, when he...?" You look up at her, and ask her. She just chuckles, as she shift geers, (God, just thinking about it makes me—) "Oh, nothing you have to worry about dear. He just told me you liked me. I was in shock of course, and I wanted to talk to you about it. But, I knew if I did, I wouldn't be able to act professional around you, so I tried my best not to..." She explains. You look down, but she looks at you, and smiles to herself. "I'm glad I did now." She says to you. You could hear the smile in her voice. She puts a had on your leg, and rubs it. You touch her hand, and look up at her. "You mean it?" She chuckles, and she stops her car on the red light. She nods. She cups your cheeks, and leans in to give you a peck on the lips. You're now a blushing mess.

When you get to your destination, she parks right outside your house, waiting for you get your stuff. You were about to thank her, when she pulls your wrists, and leans in for another deep kiss. You were surprised at how clingy your Sheriff was, but you kissed her back. You climb on top of her, and slowly grind your hips on her thighs, as she's taking off her uniform. You pull away, only to go to her neck, and give her love bites. She chuckles. "hmm, my dove, I think I'm past the age where love bites look cool on me" You roll your eyes. "You're never to old for a little love, Gray" You tease, and she pulls you back into the kiss.

You guys make out for a while when you pull back and look at her. "Do you... Want to come in?" You ask her, with a cheeky smile. Your hair is all messy now. She chuckles, and presses her forehead against yours. "I'd love to." and with that, she takes her umbrella, and carries you into your house, and you spend the whole night 'Bonding' with your Sheriff. 😉

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I'm gonna end this right here, I'm not gonna go full on smut yet. I'm just testing the waters, if y'all would like me to make more Grayson fics, as much as I make Sevika fics. I love them both, I can't choose between them, so I think I might do both, but what do you think?

[wolls-angel]

୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅flu season - j. woll⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧

pairing: j. woll x fem!reader summary: It's flu season in Toronto and Joseph gets pneumonia. Oh no !! This is just a little snippet of Y/N taking care of him while his body fights against this virus. request: since woller is sick at the moment would you be able to write something where he’s not feeling well and you’re taking care of him? word count: 1019 warning(s): kinda short, not proof read notes: i had pneumonia over the summer and it was the worst experience of my life. i was dead for like two weeks and it took my 4 months to fully recover. really channeling that energy into this fic. i hope you love it !! xoxo

Your favourite grocery store was empty on this Thursday morning in January. It's cold but there is no snow on the ground. It's about 9 AM as you wander around the produce section, grabbing things to make soup for your sick boyfriend, who is currently lying at home with pneumonia.

Chicken, got it. Celery, got it. Carrots, got it. Noodles, got it. Might as well grab some cold medicine while you're here.Y ou stand in the checkout line and wait for the young girl (maybe no older than 18) to finish scanning your groceries.

"I can bag them, love, don't worry," you say, pulling out your debt card to pay. She smiles and says, "You have a lovely day".

"You too".

The drive home is long and tedious. Downtown Toronto is bustling now. People on their way to work, getting coffee, dropping their kids off at school. These are mundane moments you cherish. Dating a pro athlete is hard when all you want is some peace. He's always gone or busy. Sometimes it's nice to not have to rush home after work to head to a game or dinner or the gym.

You took work off today after Joseph's diagnosis yesterday. He was upset that he would be out of the Toronto Maple Leafs line up for the next few games. Taking the day off to take care of him was the least you could do to cheer him up. In fact, he practically begged you.

"Joey, baby, I'm home," you open the door to you shared condo and hear the tv from your bedroom. After setting down the grocery bags and your purse, you take off your coat and hang it up in the closet. Nothing has changed since you left your apartment earlier. You wander down the hall and into you bedroom, seeing Joe half-asleep, tucked into bed watching Big Bang Theory. Exactly how you left him.

He turns on his side slightly when he hears the door open. "Hmmm, you're home," he blinks slowly and smiles softly, sighing. It's good to see that he can take deep breaths without coughing a lung up. You make your way over to the bed and sit down beside him. He leans on you. "How are you feeling, sweetie?", you ask, running your fingers through his tangled hair. He just nod, "I'm feeling ok". You nod.

"Eat anything yet?"

He nods his head and points to the empty bowl on the nightstand, "Oatmeal with banana". "Good," you say in response, "I have the thermometer. Open wide". He does as he's told. The thermometer beeps after a few seconds under Joe's tongue. It reads 100.5 degrees. "Still have the fever," you say. You put your hand on his forehead, leave it for a second and then trace your fingers over his stubble covered cheek. "Ok, now antibiotics," you hand him two pills and a glass of cold water from his nightstand. He sits up a little bit and tosses back the pills. As he swallows, you give him a quick kiss on his warm forehead.

After being in a few long term relationships you have learnt a few things. One of those things being that when men are sick, all they want is someone to take care of them. They will listen to anything you say as long as you are helping them through their ailment. Whether it be a cold or cancer.

"I got your mom to send me her soup recipe. I'm gonna make a whole pot of it for the next few days," you open your phone and show him the recipe, "It's chicken noodle". He nods, "Sounds good". You get up to leave and get started on the soup, but Joe grabs your hand.

"What?" you turn, a confused look on your face. "Stay with me, baby, please," Joe looks up at you, his big blue eyes boring into your soul, like a little puppy. "I just ate. I'm not hungry and..." he fake coughs, leading him to cough very hard for real, "I'm sick".

You sigh. You really should get started on the soup, but he looks so sad and sweet, lying there waiting for you to lay down next to him. He pats the white comforter beside him as if to beckon you into his warm embrace. You smile and say, "Only for a bit, Joe. I need to start on the soup," while climbing in beside him.

About 45 minutes go by and Joe is fast asleep on your shoulder. You laugh slightly at the sight of his open mouth and the sound of his snores.

You called his mother yesterday to see if you could do anything to make him feel more at home (because Toronto in the winter is very different than St. Louis) and she said, "No, sweetheart, he just needs to rest. I'm a firm believer that sleep is the best medicine but that's especially true for our Joey. Been like that since he was a kid". Your remember the smile on your face when she said "our Joey". You had only met Shelley, his mom, once or twice, but she had been so welcoming that you felt like you'd known her for years.

Joe looks so peaceful while sleeping. He always does, but because he is sick, he looks it even more. You lean down slowly and go in to kiss him, but before you can, he wakes. "Hey there, Joey, feeling ok?" you say, with a small smile. He groans, stretching his back and arms, "Yeah. I feel better". He takes another deep breath and rubs his eyes. You smile and kiss his cheek, "Wanna come help me make the soup now?".

"Sure. Y/N?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for taking care of me. You're the greatest girlfriend ever. I'm gonna marry you one day. I promise."

You are slightly taken aback by his comment but, nevertheless, you smile. How lucky could you possibly be? Getting this perfect man and being able to call him yours. "Of course, Joe, I love you."

"I love you too, Y/N"

[wolfiesmoon]

hey, i wanted to say first that i love ur writing style. Also I wanted to ask (if is not a problem) jade, floyd and leona the prompt “cheek kisses that leave red lipstick stains”

awwww i'm so glad u think so!! i'm not sure if you mean the more silly one or the more serious one but either way i'm very happy 🩷

the reader is gender neutral in essence but they do wear lipstick because it's needed for this fic

jade's is suggestive i suppose????? so watch out for that????

⋆୨୧˚ Jade Leech

"Interesting choice of lipstick. Not in a bad way, of course." Jade commented upon seeing you.

"I bought it yesterday, but I still have something I have to test out." You tried your best to look innocent and nonchalant.

You've had this lipstick for a while actually, but you still haven't tested if it's transfer proof yet. Jade is the perfect candidate to test that out. Atleast in your humble opinion.

"Oh? And what might that be?" he smiled at you.

"You'll see. Like, literally right now." you mirrored his decievingly innocent smile. After you kiss him, his eyes will probably go wide like they always do when he isn't expecting something. Which just so happens to be one of your favourite expressions of his.

You reached your hands out to him and pulled his face close to yours, then pressed a nice, long kiss on his right cheek. You mirrored it on the left one too, of course. Symmetry always looks nice.

Just like you predicted, he made the exact face you envisioned, with slightly pink cheeks as a bonus.

"Oh. I was... certainly not expecting that." he sounded genuinely surprised, smiling happily at you and showcasing his sharp teeth in the process. Knowing Jade, you honestly don't want to know what he thought you were going to do with that lipstick.

"Aw man, it's not transfer proof." you acted slightly dissapointed, but in reality, you couldn't be more glad that it isn't. Hmmm, it kinda feels nice to catch Jade off guard like that. Maybe you should do it more often.

"You don't realise what you've just done, do you?" his smile quickly turns sinister in a way you can't quite put your finger on. It makes you feel all weird, like you're pray getting cornered.

"Done what?" you laughed nervously.

"I do hope that you are good at hiding bite marks." as he said that, he was already grabbing your wrist and dragging you to god knows where.

"Wait... Jade, where are you taking me? Jade?!"

You have a feeling the lipstick might get smudged by the time you're done.

⋆୨୧˚ Floyd Leech

"I don't wanna talk to you..." Floyd sulked, not looking at you.

"He's been like this for the whole day." Normally, Jade would deal with Floyd's bad mood, but he's been causing even more trouble for the Lounge than usual today and was not very willing to be put in a better mood by his brother, so Jade was forced to employ higher forces to help him out. The higher forces being you, of course.

"Right... Actually, I think I might have an idea on how to solve this." You thought of a certain thing you wanted to for a while now but never had the chance to.

"Is that so?" Jade noticed the mischevious smile on your face, amused at whatever you'll come up with.

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"Floyd, come with me." You pulled on his collar, sounding confident and serious.

"I told you, I'm not going to talk to you..." he glared at you, trying to push your hand away.

"There's no talking involved." You pulled harder and he finally let up, silently letting you drag him to a quiet corner of the school.

Because he's still in a bad mood, he hasn't looked your way at all. This also means he hasn't noticed the lipstick.

Suddenly, you grab a hold of his face and press a kiss to his lips before he can protest.

"Oh... oooooooh!" His face brightened up and it seems his mood has instantly improved. Floyd's a surprsingly simple guy sometimes, isn't he?

But, you're not done yet.

You pepper kisses on each of his cheeks without letting him say anything at all. He lets out strange but not entirely unwelcome noises while you're busy decorating his cheeks with kiss marks.

"There. Are you in a better mood now? Because the Mostro Lounge needs you." you looked satisfied with your work and so did Floyd when he got a glance of himself in the mirror.

"Ehhhh, do I really have to? I feel like squeezing you, not going to work. Especially not now that I'm all decorated with your kisses." he looked annoyed at the mention of work, wanting nothing more than to smother you with love and bonecrushing hugs right now.

Seems your plan kinda backfired since he became a little too happy and doesn't seem fond of letting you go anytime soon.

⋆୨୧˚ Leona Kingscholar

It is a bit unusual for you to wear such a bright lipstick color. He brushes it off, thinking you were just in the mood for a bright color or something.

Why should he care what color your lips are, anyways? Does not matter at all.

"Leonaaaa.... come here, kitty kitty~" you called him over jokingly and he glared at you in annoyance which only made you snort harder. But he still came over anyways, so you call it a win.

He looked at you, waiting for you to clarify on what you called him over for. Better be worth his time.

You grabbed a hold of the two braids at the front of his hair and pulled him into a kiss. Though it was a short(er) one since your main targets are his cheeks.

You made sure to thoroughly decorate them with kisses, turning his head left and right to inspect your work and make sure the number was about equal.

"You done?" he tries to sound unbothered, but you immediately see through it. He's definitely really happy about it.

"Yeah. You can go back to napping now." you let him go, and he lingered for a moment, no doubt dissapointed that you actually said yes. But since he didn't want to show it, he returned to his napping spot under the tree and you went back to studying in the library.

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"Leeeeeoooonaaaa! Are you here again? Professor Crewel is mad at y- What is that on your face?" Ruggie's scolding session was cut short when he noticed the lipstick marks on Leona's face.

"What are you.... Ugh..." turns out Leona kinda forgot about the fact that lipstick usually leaves marks and that his cheeks were full of 'em this whole time. He groans at the realisation.

Though... they might not be that bad if they were made by you.

"Oh my god, stay still. I gotta take a photo of this. I'm sure your family would be happy to know you're doing well in your love life." Ruggie was about to pull out his phone but was stopped by Leona who swiftly grabbed his wrist. Wait, since when was he standing, anyways?

"Jesus, you scare me sometimes..." Ruggie pushes his phone back in his pocket. "Well, do I go get something to clean your face or what?"

Leona hesitates.

"Yeah, yeah."

[bloggingboutburgers]

If it's okay to ask, how do you handle acephobia as an adult? I know that's a broad question, but it feels like ever since I become an adult, the acephobia in my life has kicked into overdrive. Suddenly, if I'm not an active, excited participant in 18+ conversations, I'm being @'d and teased for it no matter how many times I disengage from the conversation or say to just leave me out of it. I've had (ex, otherwise extremely toxic) friends tell me that my version of aceness doesn't exist because "nobody is that sex repulsed" because I don't read fics if they have 18+ scenes, that I can't be childish forever, and that they hated that people wrote fics about sex repulsed aces. My mother told me that she regretted not being more openly loving with my father because she thinks that's what caused me to be asexual as an adult. Being a kid gave me a shield to hide behind, but now that I'm above 18, there's just this assumption that if you're not totally comfortable with 18+ topics, you're either an infant or a puritan, and you need to be fixed, and I don't really know how to handle it without making these people feel validated that I'm "just a puritan." I just don't like being the butt of the joke because of my sexuality all the time.

Hmmm... I'll be honest, I guess I didn't see that much difference between as a teen and as an adult myself? But I guess it might be a cultural thing about the rapport to sex related to age. In my country, at least when I was growing up, you were very much expected to have an interest in sex-related topics in high school already.

That said, everything you described is true. And because I've wanted to hiss so many times at what you've described, here's deconstructed thoughts:

I'M that sex-repulsed, anyone who says that shit can fuck off

Anyone who says they downright HATE that people write things about sex-repulsed ace has a queer hate issue. That's downright what it is. It's fucked up and they oughta check themselves and their aphobia.

Aah yes, the classic "sex=adult and that's the only thing that equals adult ever". While we're at it I'll also assume that when they say "18+" they just mean sex and none of the other many many things only a person over 18 experiences and understands?

Anyway... It sounds like you're surrounded by pretty fucking sucky people. Granted personally there's a fuckton of bullshit I just smile and nod at on a daily basis, and I don't hang out in group spaces, much less in fandom spaces, because sadly with the state of how things are, I know they're kinda anti-me by nature. It's lonely and heartbreaking and I won't pretend it's easy every day, far from it, but the alternative of having to force oneself to put up with even more hate and erasure is worse.

So yeah, lots of self-preservation reflexes. Lots of laughing at a person's aphobic joke like "Wow that's a glorious asshole if I ever knew one and I'm gonna stay as far away from them as I can from now on." Got very tough when that description involved some coworkers in the past, but hey, at least my dance of joy was all the more satisfying when they left the company.

And on the flip side, if a person is friendly and open to listen, and learn if needed, without dismissing me? Oh you bet I'll hold on to those people for dear life and do my best to hang out with them more. Such people are scattered across my life, but they helped me build a support system of self confidence that made it much easier for me every day, and helped me build the confidence to come out as ace to my whole family over time. (I also have amazing bros who somehow always seemed to consider my asexuality as an obvious part of me and their opinion is the one that mattered the most to me from the start family-wise, so y'know, I'm lucky.)

So yeah... Preserving myself from people who invalidate me and cherishing those who don't really did a lot for me. It made me more and more confident over time to mention that I'm ace casually to new people, because these people taught me that hey, sometimes you tell someone you're ace and they somehow DON'T turn you into a laughing stock for it! And yeah, it's kinda fucked up that this has to be some kind of incredible news, but... Hopefully the fact that it's possible nonetheless can bring you a bit of hope.

Ofc that also means that sometimes I'll be having like, dinner with friends of a friend that I've never met before, and suddenly I'll find myself thinking "Wow these people who just met me and know nothing about me just made like 3 jokes involving me having sex in the span of 2 hours, and I forgot that was apparently 'normal'." It's weird for sure. Bit of a survival game of sorts sometimes. But hey... It's a life, ig, we didn't choose our lives so we gotta play the hand we're dealt. And uh... How did that Bojack Horseman quote go again? Oh yeah.

[matenrou-fan]

hmmm could i request diavolo, lucifer and their fem!s/o having a threesome together maybe?;) either a fic or headcanons works, whichever you prefer

Diavolo x fem! s/o x Lucifer threesome

hii honey..! <3 I planned to make hc yet ended up writing the whole fic.. Also, writing for threesome is harder than usual NSFW so please don't be shy to tell if something is wrong!! ^^

femreader, drunk sex, oral (giving/receiving), teasing, begging, anal fingering (receiving), crempie, rough sex, double penetration;; 2474 words;;

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

;MINORS DNI;

How did you even was able to turn everything this way..?

Because Lucifer is kinda possessive. He is an avatar of pride after all and, despite his respect for his boss, it was kinda hard for him to think about you talking with Diavolo, let alone share you with the young Lord... But they said you just should fight fire with fire, aren't they?

So in one day, when you and Lucifer decided to pay a visit to Dia, just a small innocent visit, you decided to act. And soon instead of tea Barbatos served you three expensive Demonus, as you kept raising toast and having fun. Well, maybe the cunning servant quickly realized what you were planning to do, as he kept bringing more bottles of strong hellish wines.

And of course both of your targets got too much Demonus. As this devilish alcohol does not affect humans, it was kinda amusing to watch these two get drunk..

...well, before they both, without even talking properly about this to each other, lead you into Lord's bedroom.

"Don't worry that much, s/o.." - Dia mumble, trying to make his casual wide smile, yet it turns out more awkward and weak as he already can feel his dick twitching inside pants. Maybe he never admits it, yet he does have this type of fantasy with you and Luci before.

"Despite you having such a surprising look, I totally can tell you expected something like this, huh..?" - a low chuckle escaped Lucifer's mouth as he tried to unbutton his uniform.

Well.. otherwise you wouldn't encourage them to drink after drink, would you? So maybe he does have a point.. But who cares, if both demons are already bold enough to open their souls and show their deepest desires, as now, after they quench their thirst with infernal wine, hunger awoke in their bodies..

But before.. some long, steady foreplay as you sit on Lucifer's laps, back pressed to his chest. Warmth of his body makes you tingle, as he starts covering your whole neck and shoulders in kisses, bites and hickeys (he still wants to mark his territory).. While Dia's hands start caressing your body, slowly get down and remove the last pieces of your clothes, throwing away your skirt and panties. He indeed was kinda impatient, wanting nothing but to see your beautiful form in front of him, to taste his precious human.

"Such a beautiful view and just for me?" - he chuckled, stroking your trembling hips. Dia licks his lips, as his cloudy eyes admire your cunt, a storm of thoughts about all different things he can do now hits his mind and he looks up at you with a smug smirk.

..seeing the Demon Lord himself sitting here, between your thighs, with such a face was something and you can't help but whine, spreading your legs a little.

"Oh? It looks like our little doll is already so impatient.." - Lucifer smirks, sending shivers down your spine as his arms quickly caress you too, grasping on boobs, tickling waist, before getting to your heated core. Another whimper breaks from your mouth as you try to squirm a little.. But even though absolutely drunk, Dia was surprisingly strong, so he immediately catches your legs and holds them in place while Lucifer slowly spreads your pussy lips, revealing your already quite wet folds and pulsing clit to their hungry gazes..

"I think we shouldn't waste time, don't you think?" - Lucifer cooed, and it was kinda strange to see him being in charge of his boss, yet it looks like Diavolo doesn't mind at all, too busy admiring your naked body. And such phrase.. that was enough for him to go feral. Fast, hungry licks from the start as he makes your whole body shake from such intensive thrusts of his hot tongue. All you were able to do it's just moan, gripping Luci's hand. All thoughts fade away and your mind is absolutely blank, your whole body concentrated on your pulsing cunt. Dia was sloppy yet so fast and passionate, sucking your clit with such strength like all his life depends on it.. And Lucifer's hands on your breast as he keeps squeezing sensitive nipples between fingers doesn't help, but makes you even more aroused. All his touches were more accurate, because while Dia was completely lost in his urge to gobble you up hungrily, to savor every last drop of your juices, Luci was still in mind and wanted to tease you a little, to hear more of your shameful moans.. You can whine and whimper as much as you want, begging him to stop playing with your breast, he will not stop. After all, due to how you arch your back, moaning loud, you do enjoy such attention from them both, do you?

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..Just how much time passes? You don't know, as you get lost in pleasure, all the muscles tensed up as you feel another knot forming at the bottom of your stomach. Maybe it was your third orgasm? You can't clearly tell as Diavolo didn't stop even for a second, gladly sucking all your cum and keep abusing your folds more and more, as he just can't get enough.

"Mm? Are you close again?" - Luci cooed right in your ear, noticing how your breath became rapid and your hips moved in one rhythm with the aggressive fast thrust of Dia's tongue. While he's lick deep inside you, tight grip on your thighs so you wouldn't squirm too much, Luci also helps you reach the edge, squeezing, pushing and teasing your throbbing clit.

He can see your blushing face, as you bite your lip, trying to muffle such beautiful sounds, as you shut your eyes, oversensitive now with all these touches… You suddenly arch your back, freezing in place for a moment, and then a wave of goosebumps rush over you body, engulfing you in pleasure. Already weak voice get even more high pitched as you moan loudly, pushing your hips to Dia face. Needless to say that he keeps being glued to your pussy, enjoying the warmth of your folds..

Every small detail gets straight to both demons' memories, and Luci will totally tease you about that after.

But right now, when you are finally prepared well for something more, all that they want is to see more.. Your sweet taste and desperate whines had no more than whetted their appetite.

"Darling, please.." - Dia finally pulls away, looking at you with deep, hungry eyes, such a possessive gaze that makes you shiver. - "I can't take it any more..I need to feel you.."

That's when the real Lord's side, not that goofy and charming one, wakes up. As now all he wants is to drown in your body, to get as closer as he always wishes..

"Then i think it's time for our birdie to also work with her mouth, hm?" - Lucifer chuckles, and moves a little.

Without any words, they quickly change positions, laying you in bed on your stomach. Now, when you faced Lucifer, more exactly his hips, you noticed a hard bulge in his pants that was pushing your back all this time, making you wonder about how his dick looks.. Well now you also have the opportunity to taste it.

Then you suddenly gasp, feeling Dia's arms on your hips, grasping soft skin with greed. He already left so many bruises and hickeys on your inner thighs, yet now decided to mark your hips too.

With trembling hands, you slowly unzip Luci's pants, revealing a long cock in front of you, the tip of his head already in pre-cum. He chuckles, noticing how your eyes widened a little and patted your head.

"What's wrong? Afraid you can't take it?"

You just scoff and lick your lips, first just touching him with your arms, fingertips gently go over his whole length, low groans of prideful demon telling you how much he likes it, as grip on your hair gets a little stronger. While Dia finally got rid of his pants too, hands quickly wrapped around your ass again. Despite his whole body was aching for finally just fuck you, he still decided to prolong small foreplay, caressing your wet folds with his dick, soaking in your juices and mixing them with his precum.

"Mm.. Dia, please.." - you can't help but mumble, tickling the sensitive skin of Luci's dick with your hot breath, as your cunt was also aching for some wild, fast pounding. Dia's tongue was good, but you wanted to feel yourself full and stretched with something bigger..

You and him groan breathless at the same time as his head finally pushes into your walls, and he immediately thrust fully inside you, pressing your trembling hips to his. For a moment you both froze, hitted with pleasure, all your sensation concentrated in your pussy as you kept clenching around him, sinking his hot cock deeper and deeper. Too carried away, your grasp on the base of Lucifer's dick, mewling and whimpering. Well, maybe you do look cute with such a pathetic face but demon groans, getting impatient. With his hand on your hair he pushes your head closer to his pulsing glans, dominating sharp gaze tells you everything better than any words.

So you open your lips a little, placing a passionate kiss on the tip of his dick, slowly getting down and peppering his whole length with kisses. You just wanted to tease him too, and it looked like Luci kinda liked it, watching as you tried so hard to amuse him.

Yet it was kinda hard to concentrate when Dia started finally moving, stretching you open wide with his cock, as almost immediately he started with a fast pace, too hungry for any slow gentle sex right now. And it was just what you needed, as you lifted your hips and spread your legs wider, enjoying how his dick grinding against your walls. His hands keep stroking your cheeks and slowly his fingertips get closer to your asshole, tickling tight muscles.

"Don't you worry, s/o.." - Dia can't help but let out a low chuckle, noticing as you turn to him a little confused. - "I should prepare you for the next round too, don't you think..?"

Next round? Tingles run down your spine right to your heated core as you just thought about what would wait for you tonight..

"Well, if she would deserve this second round.." - Lucifer interrupts your thoughts, smirking. - "You have some work to do here.."

Nodding, you lick his whole length and finally take him in your mouth and small vibrations tickle him as you keep moaning even with dick in your mouth. Dia just was too good, hitting your g spot with every thrust, whimpering and mumbling about how tight you are around his cock. It feels like your clenching walls are almost melting him in its warmth, sending him over the edge as he gets faster. And no, he did not plan to cum anytime soon, as demon was waiting too long to finally have a taste of your passion. Even drugged by your body, to all this delight he finally feels, Dia can last for a long time, wishing to please you as much as he can.

While Luci wanted you to please him. And you did a good job, sucking him so obediently as he leads you with his arm, setting a right pace. Your hot tongue around his cock makes him bite his lips as this demon also starts getting more local. Just a few minutes and you find all his soft places, moaning louder on purpose just to hear as low groans break from his chest.

Now the whole room was filled with the whimpers and groans of you three, as soonly you were able to catch up with Dia's pace, moving your lips around dick in your mouth with the same rhythm.

You feel as Luci's dick begins to swell and twitch in your mouth as he leaned back against the pillows, his breathing began to falter, and his fingers tightened on the back of your head. All his movements were kinda sloppy now, as he slowly got closer and closer, melting in your hot wet mouth.

"Fuck.. S/o.. Keep your pretty mouth like that, and look me right in the eyes, I want to see your face when you would savor my semen.."

While Dia's movements become more ragged as he roughly fuck you. He lost all his sanity, just grasping on your hips with a shaky hand, while another one kept playing with your anus, fingers pushing tight walls here too. He pounds you faster and faster, stretching your clenching pussy with force, his dick pulsing more and more.

"S/o.. Please.. Let me cum inside.. Let me make you mine.."

It looks like you three were almost on edge, the room was filled with moans and wet sounds of body slapping to each other.

Three bodies reach the climax and two pairs of arms grasp your body tightly, as two men call your name, lost in their orgasm. You were overflowing with mind shattering pleasure, if they hadn't held you with all their strength you would already collapse on bed, legs too weak now... Your pussy clenched around Dia even harder as his thick cum filled your hot walls. He keeps with fast pace for a little before eventually slowing down, sloppy thrusting in you, spreading last drops of his semen in your cunt.

Same big shoot of cum hit your throat as Luci push your head, almost face fucking you. His deep satisfied groan makes you tingle, as you keep licking his dick, almost cleaning it from all sperm, mixing it with your saliva.

For a few moments you all just breathe heavily, trying to calm down. Of course you notice Luci's playful cunning gaze and needy strokes of Dia's hands on your ass..

They both change their position again, carrying your weak trembling body. And even as you feel absolutely drained, as soon as you notice that their dick still hard and ready for more, your pussy throb, asking for more too..

You lean back to Dia's big chest as he holds your thighs. Luci stands in front of you, and now you are sandwiched between them too, their hot bodies send shivers down your spine.

"So, darling, what do you think? Can't take us both..?" - Luci purr, and you felt as two pulsing dicks pressing to your clenching in anticipation holes.

That was not the end. Just very very begging.. begging of long night with two men who will not let you go so easily now, fucking you until any thoughts would disappear from your pretty head, and only their names would be aching in your mind now..

[ofmermaidstories]

ok let’s have a WIP chat. 🚶🏽‍♀️‍➡️🪑📚

what do we owe each other? or rather, what do i owe you? i’ve been thinking about this a lot in the last few weeks, because the answer to that affects what i post and how i post it.

i wanted to post the haunting fic this month, maybe, but it’s a little heavier than my usual fare, and while that doesn’t bother me, the writer, i guess i just overthink the like. reality of being a fic writer in a niche/genre that is built on love stories, you know? is the haunting fic a love story? yeah. but i’m just… idk, i think i’m just kinda like ehhhhhh over the fact that maybe it’s not the love story we necessarily need right now, LOL. also it’s like, peak summer for me, which is very anti-haunting vibes, however, that might make it peak-posting time for our friends in non-southern-hemisphere countries? but then is that coming back around to like, the whole, “do i post a downer of a fic when my friends are emotionally vulnerable and at the mercy of seasonal depression?” LOL. but then that implies that i don’t trust you guys to know yourselves well enough to make the judgement call you need to……… LMAOOOO sorry guys, you’re getting all this dumped on you bc my friends aren’t TALKING TO MEEEE REEEEEE (but also this is like, a great sampler of what it’s like to be my friend so hey, maybe this is kinda like an audition?).

honestly this kind of overthinking is probably why it takes me so long to post anything LOL. i’m just kinda like uhh ehhh ahhh mmmm hmmm most of the time LOL. but anyways, part of me is just like, okay girl, you just gotta leave tumblr for the summer and go write the shouto fic LOL. but also that’s me lying to you, because i wouldn’t leave tumblr and i wouldn’t be working on the shouto fic LOL, what i really wanna do is the gravity falls fic. 🥹👉🏽👈🏽 and that’s for a couple of reasons: the hyperfixation is HOT at the moment, time to strike, etc etc, and also because i’ve decided that whenever i do post it, it needs to be already done in it’s entirety, so that it’s not dependant on like—you know!! the inherent motivation that comes with it being read by others. idk guys. 😩 i talk myself in circles about this. because like, okay—let’s say i manage to finish the wholeeee fic, and i post it, what does an apology present to our non-interested GF friends look like? LOL. like, do i write the GF fic, and then quickly follow that up with a chapter of the shouto fic, so there’s something for everyone? do i try and sandwich things? haunting one-shot, GF fic, shouto chapter? i know i KNOW “do what you want merms” i KNOWWW, the problem is that i. want to do everything. 🥹 and also it takes me time to deliver those things. 🥺 slowmaxxing, as our beloved starry likes to say. 🥹 but it means i kinda have to… choose wisely, right? because of the literal time we’re spending??? and then that brings me to a decision paralysis ig LOL. love life love creating i would not trade this for the world it’s fine it’s fun it’s fine.

[imaginespazzi]

Bestie, now you got me invested in the exes to lovers fic haha, saw some of your responses to another anon so I thought I'd tack on a few more thoughts:

Wow 9 years since they broke up, damn - the angst is really gonna ANGST huh, but also the TENSION after so many years apart oof.

Oh man, I wonder how P felt when she first heard about Azzi having a kid. Like I'm sure she would have been happy for her but also them having a family by that point in their lives is something she must have always dreamed about and aw, my heart already hurts a lil bit for P.

Also, imagine Azzi's daughter knowing who P is immediately when she first sees her and P is completely stumped by it. I feel like either Azzi or more likely Azzi's fam would still have so many pics around where P's in it so I feel like Azzi's kid would already have an inherent familiarity with her. Would be even cuter if P was kinda her favourite player (outside of her mum obvs) - I could also totally see Tim being the instigator of that, like he'd definitely be keeping track of all of P's basketball achievements and watching her games and his granddaughter's just his lil sidekick 😌

Agree with other anon that having them on the Valks would be nice haha, yk life imitating art and whatnot 😉. But also, Mystics would make a lot of sense if Azzi's a single parent, so she's close to her support system BUT Tim and Katie would also definitely be the type to move to wherever Azzi is if that's what she needed so I think GSV still works!

Also, them ending back up on the same team in the W - I'm guessing it's cause one of them gets traded or is a free agent, but then the question is did they choose the team knowing the other is there or was it out of their hands? Hmmm.

Anyway, just some food for thought, hope it helps somewhat (and apologies if it doesn't!)

In other news, what's your assessment of the W season so far? I still haven't fully immersed myself but am trying to keep up! I fear this is just how I am with basketball, even with the NBA, I don't usually pay as much attention until after the All-Star break or the playoffs 😅 I'm glad Indy's staying out of the lottery picks though (and hopefully it stays that way) 🙏

And you work with kids?? Naw love that lil piece of Nivi lore!

-🙋‍♀️

YAYYY I'm glad you're invested 😌

Then tension's gonna be interesting because even though they've been broken up for nearly a decade, they've still had to see each other a fair amount because of the W and there's just a lot of pent up tension that's going to blow up when they're on the same team

Paige definitely did not take the news the best. I haven't quite decided how this child came to be but there are definitely ways to really torture Paige with it if I choose to be sadistic about it...

Azzi's daughter definitely knows Paige, not just of her but she's met her at games before I think and she's basically awe-struck by Paige. I have so many ideas about this relationship like I think I'mma enjoy it the most to write.

I do kinda want them of the Valks cause it would just be so fun and I lowkey want to name Azzi's daughter Stephanie (after Steph) so it would just work out really lovely and then Paige would be the one who moves teams and I think that'll probably have to be a trade because Paige isn't willingly going to torture herself ya know? Which tbf I guess is kinda unrealistic because who the fuck would trade Paige but ya lose some ya win some with logistics 😭

I love my kids on most days but the bad days....oh the less said the better but it's definitely a good curveball for my baby fever lol.

[joemama-2]

i feel like people are split between satoru and suguru, trying to choose which is best or if it is worthy to fuck suguru

but hear me out. both.

listen, Koji lived five years of his life without a father, compensate that with TWO fathers.

also, i need to see satoru jealous like for the sake of my mental health i crave to see this man pouty and angry because his best friend fucked his ex that he is still in love with (even if he doesn't know yet HE IS)

i need myself a very jealous satoru, overdramatic, resentful, possessive, anxious, silly willy and very very very envious of suguru for pulling reader 🙏

but if this beautiful blue eyed motherfucker be mad at READER and not SUGURU im gonna see RED. i need drama but i need reader to have peace too

AND, BUDDY, DONT GET ME STARTED ON THAT WOMAN AT THE CAFE this has to be some evil plan of himari's family to destroy readers fucking life and dominate the world and im SURE. my theory is that the company I do not remember the name now (sowwy) is maybe a close friend from himari's family company? maybe? I don't know how to make theories maybe?

and I've been focusing so bad on sugurus looking mighty fine this last chapters that I almost forgot to mention that stupid idiotic naoya zenin

everyone knows at this point that he means no good. he's actually the anti-christ, I read the bible, and it says he ascended to earth to corrupt God's son, which is Koji. yes, reader is actually God, and Koji is Jesus now. AND NAOYA IS THE DEVIL. (he hasn't done anything yet and im already turning into the next joker)

at the end of the day, I just need a scene of satoru jealous and reader finally getting some dick🙏

imagine this:

satoru is at reader's house to have lunch with koji and then he discovered suguru slept there last night and then reader cooks for them and suguru says - whats cooking good looking? 😏 - and satoru goes HOW DARE YOU🫵 💥🤜 and then they have a duel for reader's love while she and koji sit at the table eating lunch and watch the animals fighting

☝️this is canon btw im the author now you have no choice

one last thing, i can't tolerate himari anymore i need this bitch GONE pls pls pls pls/j

(stealing that pic btw)

COMPENSATION WITH 2 DADS? that’s lowkey so true tho 😛

and i think we ALLLL need to see jealous gojo. or irritated. or ANYTHINGGG!!! it’s so hot and the way i’m already picturing what dialogue to write and all and MMMMM scrumptious 😫

the company name was kinda just thrown in there so it’s okay LOL. but yes, the company and woman do seem a little shady huh? 🤔 like someone planted her in there. is it for the better or worse for reader? hmmm

and then stupid naoya!!!!! he’s gonna be a little biotch in this i’m sorry yall 😞😞. reader is god, that’s a fact. i know it.

and finally, that’s all we want to reader. to get a pipe down because she desperately needs it. LIKE NEEEDS IT. it’s been so long and suguru is just right the— (dies)

gojo vs geto when?? lol i crave a little twilightesque edward vs jacob action in my fics. not over the top, but still enough to get ur panties wet

don’t worry, himari will hopefully have a satisfying close to her chapter 😁

[nights-nonsensical-ramblings]

Damn it im trying to start a ramble but i cant really form anything much. (later note here, i managed it. I am so sorry for anyone thats come across this in the tags (they're there for my organisation), ive kinda made it a mess to put on any blog cuz of all the contradicting stuff) Like i've got "mmm i like Knuckles, he's best boy". But it feels like any headcanons or au ideas i could talk about are out of reach on my own. Again its like a fog, i know they're there but i just cant reach them. Subnautica 2 got a trailer and again its like i cant grab any thoughts on it. Like I love subnautica, never actually finished it, but i adore this game, its vibes its world the creatures

hmmm I just finished binge watching every single episode of Viva la Dirt League's bored series, did that over the last few days, saw its evolution and how stunningly high the production value got, how certain jokes were more/less common than i thought.

You know there's actually a reference to Baelin from their epic npc man series in one of my fics. In chapter 16 of 'No child should have to inherit a war' i have big say “morning, it’s a nice day for fishing, isn’t it?" a pretty close match to Baelin's "Morning! Nice day for fishing ain't it? Hua hah!" Alas no one ever got the reference. Okay, i got some Knuckles thoughts. Like in a generic fantasy rpg style world it would be so easy to put knux in a fighter/warrior/brawler type class. He likes to hit hard and get up in the heat of the fight. But i adore his more quiet moments so much. He likes to help out the animals of his islands, he's a protector who cares so much and is always jumping to help strangers, enemies and friends alike. (even if he still tries to play the stoic role) But what would be absolutely hilarious in my opinion is if he was an incredibly powerful sorcerer/mage/wizard. (in reference to how powerful he is due to the m.e connection) and he's hyped up as this powerful and dangerous magic user,

only for him to punch you in the face when you go to fight him.

Oh he'll use his magic (and m.e powers in canon also apply here) to look after the place he protects, but he's not a fan of using it in combat. Both cuz its not his style, he prefers a direct, get it done style and cuz he feels its not his place that his power is not to be used in an offensive manor.

and throw in some healing powers of course cuz i will forever love Knuckles as a healer who will tell you off for being stupid and will huff and deny he's worried. (Platonic tsunderes hold a place in my heart)

Cuz yeah, caring is a major part of who knuckles is.

And back to bored, cuz Knuckles being the type to care reminds me of Rowan (the character) being such an opposite and a terrible boss. Cuz man Ben and Rowan and SO good at playing hateable characters. Like Bens character in Bored is the culmination of all the most frustrating and OUTRAGEOUS customers. He does such a good job that i get excited when he plays a less punch able character.

Like Charles, sure he's a mugger, but he's literally just following his programming. But he's also one of the npcs whos kinda able to break out of it. (but is very easily reset).

hmmm the string of thought is kinda knotting up a bit. Like i got a little more about subnautica and how i really wanted to do a thing about Knuckles bonding with the sea emperor leviathan over being the last, but idk how to write the sea emperor so it hasn't really gotten anywhere. hmmm now what... I definitely want to keep rambling (its working and i feel better) but idk what to say now.

[suzukiblu]

I’m writing a Billy-as-Captain-Marvel-adopts-Kon AU too and I wanted to ask this, what do you think Billy thinks if people say he’s a good dad? Especially if they compare him to other ones?

Like what’s a literal child to think on what compliment when his basis is just what he can remember of his own dad and a plethora of examples not to do.

Like he’ll just unconsciously say or do something and someone says he’s doing a good job parenting Kon right after and he’s like “??? This is called being a good friend/person, do you guys not do this??” Bc his type of parenting ends up being a lot of panicked-but-trying-dad moments mixed with him just being himself and treating Kon like a friend/brother-figure

Like, when I got comments of how good of a mom I’d be when I’m older just looking after my younger cousins or my niece when she was born it made me uncomfortable and I’d nod along cause “hey, it’s a compliment, right?”

Hmmm, well, I guess that depends on the vibe you're going for in the fic? And like, how straight you're playing the concept. I'm going kinda "crack" meets "crack treated seriously" myself, so there's definitely emotional moments and bits of drama and such, but also the whole concept and the logic Billy's operating on is all objectively ridiculous. Like, the starting place he is coming from is "I'm a dad now! yes it's fine and normal that my newborn cloneson is physiologically four years older than me :) he's my baby! :)))"

Personally, I'm going with Billy actively trying to be a good guardian/parental figure while mentally framing it as that, so he'd be really pleased to get the "good dad" compliment in that scenario. Like, he's TRYING to be a good dad. I think in a set-up where he might be thinking the situation is more a "yeah I'm just faking being Superboy's dad so the adults will get off both our backs, we're really more like bros" thing, he might take it differently.

[whenthep8wn]

Mrs. Dunne (Billy dunne x reader.)

Requested by anon~

Warnings: profanities, cliches, kinda non Canon Billy, mentions of knifes and injuries.

A/N: I was gonna name this video games bc my last fic was a Billy dunne x reader fic and it was called dark paradise which is another lana song but I justed started writing and "Mrs. Dunne." Came out a lot. And would anybody wanna be added to tag list? Also request wlw fics bc there's only men in my inbox and it's pissing me off.

Only the sounds of Billy strumming his acoustic guitar and you frustratingly trying to rip open this very well taped cardboard box of which was labeled "Billy's clothes" which probably consisted of jean everything.

"Yo Dunne! Maybe for once in your life get off your ass, stop playing that guitar and fucking help me with this box that you finally probably tapped!" He eruptedly stop strumming his guitar as you started yelling profanities at him.

A loud "mother fucker" could be heard from your small apartment as you accidentally cut your hand with the knife you were using to try and open that stupid box with. 

"Hey, hey" Billy said, concerned as he made his way over to you. "Hey, lemme see that."

"I'm sorry." You said trying to wipe away your tears with your uncut hand.

"Sorry? Why are you sorry? You have nothing to be sorry about." Your boyfriend said with that beautiful Billy-like smile.

"I know, I know it's just I've been acting like a bitch towards unpacking and you and I've been way too fucking stressed with moving and packing and unpacking that I haven't gave anytime to us- oh and look now I fucking cut my hand!" You winced at the pain of you swinging your arm too hard. 

"Okay baby calm down, we don't want you any more hurt." Billy chuckled at your fanatics.

"Oh you think this is funny Billy?!" 

"Yeah I kinda do." Billy said, starting to laugh a little bit too hard. 

"Oh yeah? You think it's funny I got hurt working on this home while you sat on your ass with your fucking guitar! You said sarcastically, gesturing to Billy's guitar.

"Okay little lady sit down while I take care of these boxes." You hummed an okay as you went to go sit down on the only chair Billy thought of unpacking, shorty after that because you were so stressed and tired you ended up drifting off to sleep. 

As you slowly opened your as from the sounds of metal clanging together and the sound of you and Billy's "the doors" vinyl playing. 

"Oh good morning sleeping beauty." Billy said sarcastically because it was indeed 8 pm. "Feeling better?" 

"Yeah much." As you walked towards Billy you saw him pressed up against the stove.

"What are you making?" You said as you notice the freshly clean kitchen free of the boxes. 

"Pasta. And wine." Billy chuckled as he handed you a glass of the alcohol.

"Hmmm thank you." You said giving the man a kiss on the cheek. "I see you cleaned." You said gesturing to the clean floor.

"Yep, just for you baby." You hummed in agreement giving him another kiss this time on the lips.

"Hm taste this." Billy said putting the fork in front of your mouth so you could see If the pasta is ready to eat. 

"Hmm good." You hummed with a mouth full of pasta giving your boyfriend a thumbs up.

Billy dished up the pasta in 2 separate bowls, you grabbed one of the bowls and grabbed your glass of white wine that you sat down on the kitchen counter and made your way to your brand new living room to sit next to you and Billy's books and his guitar. 

You sat down on the floor and grabbed your wine and put the glass to your mouth to take a sip as you felt something cold in your lips. As you took the thing out of your mouth to see a small diamond ring make your mouth fall open.

"Dunne?" Billy hummed back at you still not taking his eyes off the pasta. "What is this?" You said holding the Diamond up in the air.

"Hm? Ohhhh. Come here you're so far away I don't think I can't see it very well." Your boyfriend said very flirty. 

You made your way towards him, as you step right in front of him he wrapped his arm around your waist and took the ring out of your hand and put it on your finger. 

"Oh yeah that I think it's for you."

"What?" You said stunned.

"Will you be my Mrs. Dunne?" He said softly.

"Omg." You said bringing your hands to his face. "You can't be serious."

"Oh I'm serious Mrs. Dunne?" He said as a question, seeing if you were going to say yes.

"OH MY GOD!" 

"IS THAT YES?" Billy said, yelling just as loud as you were. 

"of course it's a yes you stupid stupid man!" You said slapping his chest grabbing his face again giving him a very needed well passionate kiss. 

He pushed you on top of the counter still making out with you. 

You pulled away from the kiss to look at your beautiful ring. 

"Y/n Dunne that has a nice ring to it." You said looking your now husband directly in the eyes. 

[teenagedirt]

hmmm could you do a johnnie guilbert x male reader where the reader plays in a band and finally gets off tour and they can spend time together irl after like, 6 months of touring n face timing? sorry if this is kinda long ;<; just found ur blog n I love it :3

Finally

Johnnie guilbert X masc reader.

Note: I've never written masc reader before, so if there is anyway I could improve plz tell me, always live constructive criticism! Really short (I'm having writers block, I'm so sorry)

Your pov:

I had told a lie. Not a big one of course. The good kind of lie. I told my boyfriend that me and the band wanted to spend sometime in the city of the last show; not true at all, as much as I liked seeing the fans, it was a shithole.

I made my way home, trying to be quick, I wanted to see him so badly. I pull inot the driveway, his car parked like usual. I smile to myself and get out of my car, leaving my stuff in the car.

I knock in the door, he never thinks to look who's standing there before answering, so I hope it's the ultimate surprise. "Hello- OH MY GOD? YOU ARENT SUPPOSED TO BE HOME" he engulfs me in a tight hugs, just lie everytime I come home, I hug back of course.

"I wanted to surprise you babe" I say.

"Your the best boyfriend" that comment makes me smile, forgetting about my stuff in the car for now, we decided it would be best for us to spend quality time together. On he couch, with snack, watching a movie, with him laying on my chest.

He got the snacks, while I got the movie on, he lays down, head resting on my chest, my fingers gently running through his hair. His eyes fixated the screen, mine fixed on him. Eventually in true johnnie fashion he falls asleep, I don't don't bother moving him, he moves in his sleep, cuddling more into me, I see down at him. "Baby?" he says softly, i only hum in response, "why didn't you just wake me up or move me?"

"Because, I love the way you cuddled mire into me in your sleep, and I haven't been able to cuddle you in months, I'm getting all I can"

"Good" he says, putting his head back down, and going back to sleep, his hands gripping my shirt, and I smile at the sight.

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Thank you for ur request, im so glad u love my blog! Crazy to think I just started writing April of this year!

Im very sorry this is so short!!!

Next fic: johnnie X fem reader smut (request)

If yall can't tell, I'm not very good at writing smut, so I only write if asked, cause either very awkward😭

[wolfiesmoon]

New lipstick

geto x fem!reader, gojo x fem!reader (seperately)

@yuu-kumeii here's your free exposure ig🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄 (do u even remember this)

watch me write two lipstick mark related fics almost in a row rrrrrah!!!

(Let's pretend gojo doesn't use infinity when alone with you in non dangerous situations, you'll see why)

ੈ♡₊˚ Gojo Satoru

"You're being really suspicious right now." Gojo narrowed his sparkling eyes at you.

"What could you possibly be talking about..." you smiled innocently. He was definitely onto you, though. You decided to buy a new shade of lipstick a few days ago, and you kinda want to see how it looks against Gojo's skin.

"I've never seen you wear that lipstick." He noted.

"Wait, you can actually tell the difference?! Are you, like, a woman in disguise or something?!" You asked half jokingly, half seriously. It was actually impressive he could immediately tell.

"I'm not a woman, but... I know everything. Duh." He rolled his eyes playfully. What a cheeky little brat.

"Okay then, Gojo Satoru the all-knowing. How about you tell me if this lipstick suits your undertone." you pulled him down before he could say anything in response, kissing him right on the lips.

"Woah there. Well, I'll need a mirror for that, won't I darli-" he decided to be sassy. Wrong choice.

You kissed him on the lips again to shut him up.

"You can check after I'm done with you." you peppered kisses on both his cheeks and he gasped with a sudden realisation.

"I knew it! You were totally planning this!" Gojo called you out, but did you really care? Exactly, you had a mission to accomplish. And that was making sure every inch of Gojo's face was covered in kisses.

"You're not letting me go, are you? Not that I mind." Gojo smirked confidently at you. God, you're going to wipe that smirk off his face so hard.

ੈ♡₊˚ Geto Suguru

"Suguruuuuu..." you whined at your boyfriend, who was just sitting next to you and dutifully reading. Ignoring you.

It feels like he's been ignoring you for that book all day. What could possibly be in that book that's more interesting than his girlfriend?

He hummed at you to show you he actually isn't ignoring you, but he didn't even look your way. Fine then. You have a perfect way of catching his attention, anyways.

You went to the bathroom to apply some bright lipstick. He can't ignore you when his face is full of lipstick marks, can he?

You went back to the living room, where Geto was still casually reading and silently pressed a big, long kiss to his left cheek. You didn't see it, but he smiled knowingly at this.

"Oh, come here, you." He immediately closed the book and grabbed your face to kiss you back. He had a playful smirk on his face at this point.

Yes, that's right, he should be kissing you. But you're nowhere near done with him.

You lean up to kiss his forehead, and then both of his temples. Hehe, he's starting to look much better now.

"Woah. You're really staking your claim on me, aren't you?" Geto seemed more amused than anything.

"Maybe... I wouldn't... be doing this... if you actually paid attention to me and not that book." You kissed him in between words, making sure that lipstick is absolutely everywhere.

"You know, at first I didn't even notice you were trying to catch my attention. But then I just wanted to see how long you would last before doing something like th-hmmm!" you shut him up with a kiss REAL quick.

"Jerk." you pulled away from the kiss, crossing your arms.

"But I'm your jerk, though." he didn't seem mad at all. Quite the opposite.

Oh, you'll show him the real jerk.

[lovecrimeagh]

not sure how okay you are with nsfw, just started following so feel free to ignore this What kinks/fetishs do you think Jack and sawyer have? Do you think they gained any new ones on the island/ from eachother?

your blog is amazing btw, do you have an Ao3 acc? i wish there was more jack x sawyer content out there i cant get enough of them💔😞

said I'm very okay with nsfw, someone wasn't listening, huh (joking joking)

simple things first yess I have an ao3 acc, it's lovecrimeagh just like here! I have no Lost fics on there though, but I have at least 3 planned rn. the issue is I gotta actually write them lol

Now, hmmm I often imagine things in terms of different scenes/fic ideas I make up and maybe not as much "in general", and I like almost all kinks, lemme seeee

For me they both some version of a praise kink I guess, Jack likes his title and wants to feel respected and trusted, he's not a fan of everyone deciding to make him the leader, but when it's with Sawyer, it's different. Sawyer likes to know he's the best and the only one Jack ever wants, to be appreciated and cared for and, well, actually praised.

I think they might have a bit of a scent/sweat kink, especially with the island conditions, maybe that's something that gets developed there

Sawyer definitely gets something out of Jack being "his doctor", he keeps calling him that. He likes having the kind, smart, capable "leader" loving him that's for sure. And likes Jack's care and control, likes being a little helpless sometimes maybe, wants to rely on Jack in a coquette little way. Jack is so gentle when he treats him, ugh. This whole thought is actually kinda hard to explain but I have a fic idea that's exactly around this, so when I hopefully write it, it's gonna make more sense maybe!

Jack is both dominating and happy to do something he's asked. It's not like he gets most of the control just because, it's that Sawyer wants it to be this way and Jack just complies, and that's so easy and nice. Though he does totally like it himself too. Likes making Sawyer earn things. Oh and definitely likes seeing his face. And getting to tease him.

Back to the doctor-not-so-roleplay though, Jack is often overly casual or neutral in what he says when they're at it, he asks questions about how things feel almost like Sawyer was getting a check up or something, which is kinda annoying, but more than that it's weirdly fucking hot.

Maybe Sawyer has a bit of a subspace thing. Also definitely still likes being mean and berating. And...bratty.

Kinda difficult to think of all the main things and like compile them but my future fics gotta showcase these lol

So happy to hear you like my blog!! <3

[floofanflurr]

Your pirate au looks awesome! But now I keep thinking if they met the sea au, since it’s kinda like a reverse of the au? And also I don’t they’d get along well lol

EHEHHE THANK YOU!!! :D

You're right that it's basically a reverse! I kinda designed it that way. They were both made for Mermay in 2023, though I never posted either... I couldn't decide who I wanted to be the mermaid (Or siren, in Papyrus's case!) so I just... did both?

Though, the pirate AU has been put to the backburner, but Sea Glass (The siren Papyrus fic!) has been steadily been worked on! I'm hoping to post it by this May... I digress!!!

But HMMM. It sure would be an interesting dynamic if they met each other!!!

OH! I finally get to post their AU names publicly!

Sea Glass (Siren) Papyrus - Sea

Sea Glass Frisk - Glass

Pirate AU Papyrus - Captain

Pirate AU Frisk (Mermage) - Scamp

Pirate AU Sans - Sail

And now to ramble about how they would interact under the cut!

Okay, I'm NOT bringing Sail into this - there's already a billion dynamics to write about so lets just leave it at the Papyri and Frisks...

The Frisks would love each other - hands down. Best friends forever. Another kid that can sign?! Sign them up. (ehehe)

The interesting interactions would be between the skeletons. Of course, all this interaction depends on WHEN in their story lines they're meeting, because they go through character growth!

Captain wouldn't really mind Glass, because Glass is just a normal human - no magic, unlike his own Frisk.

If Captain has already fully taken Scamp in, he would probably try to take Glass in, too, since they're all alone and Scamp likes them. Poor Glass is not in great shape. Always hungry, doesn't have a roof over their head... they're. Not doing well. And Captain is a bleeding soul sometimes.

Glass would be... well. They'd be torn. Glass wants nothing more than to not be alone and they don't have a guarantee of that with Sea. Hell, they don't even feel they have a guarantee that Sea isn't going to snap and kill them. Neither of them have really talked about Sea's human-eating habits...

If Captain promises to look after Glass forever... Well. They would be hard pressed to say no. He's so similar to Sea! But with legs!!! ...And no people eating.

But Glass loves Sea. He's the first person to really care about them since their mama died, and he's Glass's entire world now. They live for the times they get to meet up with him.

Glass would have a hard time choosing what to do, and ultimately, it would depend on if they would be able to still see Sea if they went with Captain. They refuse to lose another parent, even if that parent probably doesn't think of them the same way.

Now Sea. SEA, my beloved... THIS is where the tensions come in.

He's not a jerk. He's a Papyrus like any other!!! But... Sea has... well. A lot of insecurities regarding his ability to take care of Glass. Namely, that he can't.

He's literally too petrified to even touch Glass for the first half of his story, because he thinks he'll hurt them.

And so he would be seethingly jealous if he saw Captain who has everything Sea has ever wanted - blunt phalanges, no spikes, not a man-eater. Captain is respected by his crew. But most importantly - Captain can hold Glass, and take care of them, and help them in a way Sea doesn't feel like he can.

He's not going to be a jerk to Captain. In fact, if Captain offers to take Glass in, he'll probably support it, even if it shreds his soul into little pieces.

But the tensions would mount between Captain and Sea. Captain would originally find Sea quite interesting! Though he would probably make Captain a bit uncomfortable - the only "sirens" in Captain's universe are water mages, and so despite the fact that Sea is a monster, it probably would still brush him the wrong way.

So Sea's resentment and Captain's discomfort would make things stilted and awkward, though not outright hostile. They're both Papyri - in many circumstances, they'd like each other a lot! They'll certainly return insults or hostility if one of them opens that avenue up, but neither are the kind to do so.

So just... really awkward. And Sea kind of sort of hates Captain immensely (but not really. he's just so jealous it brings him physical pain) (another part of him will be incredibly grateful to Captain for taking care of Glass in the way Sea feels that he can't.)

OH. ALSO WORTH NOTING. Captain is in his late 30s timeframe, thereabouts, while Sea is only in his early 20s. Think somewhere around 21-23.

(Glass is 12 and Scamp is 10)

Meaning Captain is more settled into himself than Sea. It just adds another interesting layer to the insecurity Sea feels in comparison to Captain when it comes to taking care of Glass.

Also, Captain has NO IDEA that Sea thinks of Glass as his pup - he just sees that Glass doesn't have a home. He would NOT be taking Glass away if he realized that Sea and Glass loved each other. He would probably try to pull an intervention...

But both Sea and Glass are too emotionally constipated and traumatized to admit that, and so Captain has no idea.

NOW FOR SCAMP! My love!!! They would be absolutely THRILLED to meet Sea. Sea would be... hesitant around them, but less scared of hurting them than he is of Glass. (Sea has a very particular fear of hurting humans due to his nature as a... well. As a man-eater.) And while Scamp is human, their tail and ability to breathe underwater would kind of soothe his subconscious into thinking of them as more of a mer.

Scamp would totally drag him into showing them around the open ocean. They can't really... well. They never had a real chance to explore since they were around 6, and the open ocean is dangerous for a single small human. They don't know how to navigate, or hunt, or protect themself. Sea will gladly take over showing them, though he'll probably refrain from touching them unless absolutely necessary.

Sea's chest will hurt, part of him wondering what it would be like to have this with Glass.

...In a more permanent scenario - them being stuck in the same universe indefinitely - it would probably end up being Captain taking in both Glass and Scamp on his boat, and Sea following along and helping out with Scamp - teaching them a lot of the things they need to know about being a water mage (there's a large amount of skill overlap).

Eventually tensions would be soothed and they would get along better. I imagine, once the conflict has been sorted and the misunderstandings cleared, Sea and Captain would be good friends. It might just... take a pretty big explosion and a lot of rising tensions to get to that point.

...And they'd both probably end up adopting BOTH Frisks. An odd little family, that's for sure, but a family nonetheless.

...

WOW OKAY I RAMBLED A LOT. LEMME WIND THIS DOWN.

If Sea and Glass feel more fleshed out than Captain and Scamp, that's because Captain and Scamp only live in my head right now... Sea and Glass have tens of thousands of words written about them. Probably over 100k if you count rewrites, scrapped scenes, and crossovers with friends. (though the published story is only going to end up being around 40-50k)

I've rewritten Sea Glass 6 times at this point - I'm on V.6. currently. And I only make a new version for MAJOR changes that require me to rewrite the whole thing. I've made so many little changes to each draft...

Well. I digress. The point being, both Sea and Glass have gone though so much character development and workshopping, and a billion and one little exercises to make them feel more like people. Meanwhile, Captain and Scamp I still have only surface level knowledge of.

If you've actually read through this entire ramble... thank you??? Seriously wow that's a lot of random words to read about my little blorbos that aren't even posted anywhere.

Anyone that's read this far gets a cookie 🍪

Thank you so much for your asks!!!! I'm absolutely loving them. You're giving me the chance to ramble about my beloveds... sorry if it's more words than you wanted!!!