#i hope you enjoy!!

[demonic0angel]

:33 Can. Can... Cough. DCXDP PROMPT

Dan is the crowned Ghost King, Dani and Danny are like his kids and Jazz his sister ofcourse. Dan tries to be peaceful and shit for his siblingskids' sake but the GIW has other plans and kidnaps/Ambushes the two and boom. Chaos. Dan loosing his shit and the JL having to be involved (I wanna see a rare pair for Dan <33)

-A.E. 👻

Ps. I'm drawing an animation for this prompt <33

Pps/pass(??). I'm still drawing the cutting Wit ship, never forgot that <33

Part 2

Superman froze.

There was a monster in the middle of the room. It had a humanoid shape, but its general form was incomprehensible, unable to be understood even by Superman. Something white resembling clothes covered its body, but it was stained crimson. Rivers of blood dripped onto the floor in puddles.

The creature was clutching at two smaller beings, who were desperately clawing at its back and cape, whimpering. The creature made noises alongside them, a strange sort of wheezy noise.

Superman looked around at the torn apart corpses on the floor. Limbs laid askew and organs were separated from bodies. Everything smelled like blood and fear.

The creature made another soft sound and Superman finally realized what it was doing.

It was crying.

“… excuse me?” Superman asked, because he wanted to know everything, “are you alright?”

“… disgust me,” the creature mumbled.

“I’m sorry?”

The being turned and its glowing red eyes struck Superman and froze him in his place in fear. The color was unlike anything he had ever seen, like fire and death and glowing ashes from complete and utter annihilation. The creature was crying brightly colored, acidic tears that trailed down a green face, with each droplet rolling down its cheek and burning holes onto the ground.

“You humans disgust me!” The creature roared, flashing sharp fangs that could break through bone. “I held myself back! I tried to be a good person! A better person! I tried so hard to make good decisions and be a good king and a good family! And this is how you repay me?! By hurting the ones I love?!”

Superman’s gaze involuntarily darted downwards, to the two other beings. They whimpered, and Superman suddenly realized that they were this creature’s family. They were sluggishly bleeding and they were also crying softly, the same tears flowing down their faces as they sobbed.

Superman’s heart simultaneously broke in two and dropped to his feet from fear as the creature snarled.

“I was too kind. I should’ve eradicated all of your worlds! Every single one of you will die for hurting them!”

Superman floated an inch back and the creature bristled like it was an offense, wispy hair flaring like a roaring flame before it prepared itself to lunge forward, and just as Superman readied himself to fight, a woman stepped in front of him and a whip immediately wrapped itself around the creature’s throat, holding him still.

“Danny! Calm yourself! We’re fine!” The woman said, and Superman immediately snapped back to attention.

“What do you need for me to do?” He asked, and the woman, who was bravely defending herself against the creature, waved a hand for him to leave.

Superman blinked. And then he stayed, watching. The creature calmed, still crying, but now it— he just looked sad, brows furrowing as he then reached for the woman with another sob, not dissimilar to the children in his lap, “Jazz!”

The woman stepped forward, dropping the whip without a second thought, and enveloped him in a hug. “Shhhh,” she said. “You did so well. You protected the kids. You did well.”

She calmed the creature with a few more words, stroking the creature’s hair, and after a few long moments, where Superman started to feel like a fifth wheel, there was a bright flash, and the creature that once had white fiery hair and luminescent skin, turned into a normal man with pale skin and long, raven locks.

Superman’s eyes widened. The woman finally turned back to address him and said, “I’m sorry, can you take Dan, please? I’ll take Danny and Ellie.”

Superman nodded, drifting down to carefully handle the now unconscious man. He was surprisingly light, despite his bulky frame, and he was also undoubtedly beautiful. His eyes were closed, but he had a shadow of fear over his face. Superman gingerly held him close, a mixture of worried for the man, afraid of him, and also very confused at the entire situation. The man stirred, causing Superman to tense, but then he only buried his head into Superman’s shoulder.

A shiver ran down Superman’s spine. He felt irrationally conflicted within himself with how close the man was to tearing his throat out.

“I’m sorry, but can you please explain to me what happened? Who are these people? What is this place? What happened, and who is this person? Who are you?”

The woman nodded, picking up the two children. One of them tucked his head into her shoulder, but the other hissed at Superman, bright blue eyes flashing as she bared tiny little fangs. Oddly enough, Superman felt extremely endeared.

“I’ll tell you everything. Just take us out of here first.”

Superman nodded, and off they went.

(Side note: I have a hc that the name ‘Danny’ is very important to Dan and Dani, since it is a name that they chose for themselves. However, since Danny is considered more important, they ‘surrendered’ the name to him, but only Jazz really knows how much they like being called “Danny,” which is why she uses it to calm the two down or address them, and then uses “Dan” and “Ellie” anytime else.)

[its-kinda-snowy]

My entry in the @reanimator-holiday-gift-exchange for the amazing @heliojip !!! This was such a blast to work on; I think they deserve to be a bit fluffy imho

[oversizedsunhats]

yellow characters, like alphys and the original starwalker :>

I also included Monster Kid!💛✨

[bunnybeaches]

First drabble i’m publishing!! it’s all fluff! i can take constructive criticism just please don’t be mean with it

You missed your boy so much. Six whole months without a warm body to hold, loud boot stomping when he gets home (he promises he’ll be more quiet), or his voice calling out to you softly whenever he can’t find you.

Another day crossed off the calendar till you’re flipping the months instead. You convinced him to buy this adorable calendar with cute kittens on it. Even though he said “it ruined his vibe.” One kitten matches the stupid, little furball that calls your home his own. Your boy bought it for you after he felt you were lonely when he was on deployment. What a sweet boy you have.

Carefully collecting the furball into your arms you walk to the bedroom. Fluffy sock clad feet carefully padding against the cold wood floors. You gently nudge the door open with your foot before plopping the cat on the bed. Finally you can peel off those restricting clothes you’re required to wear for work. Slip on one of your boyfriend’s shirts with the last name “Riley” across the back.

The cologne mostly faded from being worn and washed about a million times Yet you’ll never stop wearing it.

Trotting off to the bathroom since you know you have to wash your face, after all who wants pimples? Scrubbing off the dirt, grime, and sweat after a long day feels nice.

Finally it’s the best time of the night, bedtime. Crawling into bed with the furball and a stuffed bunny your boyfriend got you, he said it reminded him of you. You’re able to fall asleep dreaming of dreams that are..well nobody really remembers their dreams. It’s pretty early when your shoulder gets nudged over and over. Thinking it’s the cat you shrug it off.

“Go away” you murmur. The cat doesn’t move or well the nudging doesn’t stop.

“Hey I said..” finally turning over to get the damn cat to stop when you pause. You’re half asleep but it looks like there’s a man in your bed. oh shit there’s a man in your bed!

the figure moves “love it’s just me.” the figure says looming over with a deep voice.

You know that voice. You know that face! That face with messy blonde hair he didn’t get to cut on deployment, the slightly crooked nose from it being broken to many times, big brown eyes, and chapped lips which you will definitely fix.

“Simon” a heavy sigh and a sleepy smile grace your lips. “I missed you baby”

As he lays down next to you, you see that he’s in his boxers and his hair is slightly damp. You almost immediately snuggle into his open arms.

“Did you shower already? You look..clean?” you ask with a small grin but a puzzled look

Simon chuckles while gently playing with your hair, “I didn’t want to wake you lovie, so i took a shower downstairs. I know you don’t appreciate me dirty in bed.” he plants a small kiss to your forehead

How did you get so lucky? “I appreciate that you came home to me. Safe and sound.” You both get comfortable, your head on his chest and his arms tightly around you.

“Glad to be home angel..so glad to be home” Simon’s voice trails off. Poor baby was way too sleepy for a conversation.

But it’s ok, in the morning he will show you how much he missed you. For now all your worries disappeared since your boy is back in your arms.

ok wow first drabble! there definitely are mistakes just please be nice!! i tried my best and i can’t wait to improve! i hope you all enjoy it!

[prkhaven]

your size training with jay made me think who do you think would be an exhibitionist?

OOOOO please keep these coming, i'm living for it

in my opinion i think i would go with either jay or jake as the most but i feel like the hyung line has their own little spunk to it, i'll explain more under the cut

warnings: smut minors do not interact, quite lengthy, profanity, exhibitionism, in a dressing room, p in v, oral (f rec.), consensual photography, alcohol mention, listening but not seeing, dirty talk

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jay, i could see him be lowkey into it. like he would take you on a beautiful date (especially if you guys are traveling) that he’d pampered you throughout the entire thing.

suddenly he tells you that he rented out an entire hotel floor just for the two of you. it’s nice and sensual at first, you guys shower together but it’s all cute and stuff nothing too out of the ordinary.

but right when you two are just in robes, he’s pouring out some wine to look over the beautiful view that is you while you admire the view out the window, your eyes sparkling.

he wouldn’t even make it to take a sip from the poured out wine. when you were bringing the glass to your lips to taste it for the first time, jay grabbed it from you.

you whipped your head but his lips suddenly crashed onto yours. it was soft and mellow, your mind automatically mushy, feeling his hands roaming around and teasing the knot tied robe before undoing it with his mouth still attached to yours.

in all the blur, you somehow ended up with your body pressed up against the large hotel window, he was sliding in and out of you as you tried to grab onto the class for support. “Taking my cock so fucking good darling” he’d breath out focusing on how he disappeared inside of you

“The people have the greatest view ever” he whispered in your ear, “Seeing you lose yourself on me”

you clench around him at his words, the bubbling feeling your stomach made you whine and he’d smirked as he pressed your back to his chest pushing you further up against the window with him now ramming into you.

—

jake on the other hand, i feel like he pops a boner every second he’s with you so what better way to relieve than to have a quickie in the changing room of his favorite store.

you were showing off clothes you thought were nice and you innocently wanted to ask for his opinion but instead it ended up having you sitting on the edge of the small chair inside, your legs thrown over his shoulders, panties pulled to the side and his face buried deep in between your legs.

his nose hitting your clit every time he moved, his tongue lapping nonstop while his mouth hinged into a lock as he took as much as he possibly could before sucking every ounce of your leaking juices onto his taste buds.

“So pretty. So sweet. The best” he blabbed, his mind wandering off into the clouds of your essence as he got lost in your juices

You grabbed onto his hair, bitting back the pitiful moans that wished to spill out but forcing yourself to keep quiet, “Jake” you would lowly call out his name

“Could have you forever” jake’s muffled voice let out as his mouth opened and closed on you

his soft wet kisses mixed with your wet core loudly mixed in the air, bouncing off the walls of the dressing room.

then his tongue protrudes into your hole, a soft squeal you let out caused him to smile against you. your hands grabbing tighter onto his hair, your mouth falling slack but nothing coming out.

“Let me hear you please” he would plead softly as he suddenly slipped a finger in while his mouth found it’s spot directly on your clit

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sunghoon i can definitely see him printing out compromising pictures/polaroids of you to put in his wallet, to have in his camera roll and basically have them scattered around his place not caring if anyone that came over and saw them.

his friend would gasp when going to his bathroom and low and behold there’s a picture of your naked self, head turned to the side as your hand cover your mouth but unable to hide your smile that sunghoon took and left there.

needless to say, every time his friends leave his house, they have a tight feeling in their pants that they can’t do anything about all because sunghoon just loves to leave your pictures laying around everywhere because why not?

in the beginning it started off with the one time you agreed to let him record one of your guys sex sessions just to test the waters and after that he realizes he loves having you on film.

soon he’s buying cameras left and right, some with the best quality on the and then some with the worst quality because he wants to see you in every way possible.

he’d be shirtless, your giggly self laughing at him as you wore his button up shirt watching him unravel himself from the camera hanging from his neck.

he’ll sink down to his knees, perking up the new camera he bought, “lay on back and open your legs for me”

and you’d listen. exposing yourself to him and his camera, “just like that” he’ll whisper to himself as he snapped endless pictures. his smile growing by the second showing off all his teeth as his fingers spread open your folds to perfectly capture your pussy in all it’s slick glory.

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heeseung would like it a rub to his friends face(this is a little indulgent of what was supposed to be the nnn!heeseung drabble i made but never completed)

he agreed to be celibate for as along as he possibly could after making a bet with his friends who didn’t have girlfriends unlike him.

you were shocked when he broke the news to you but you accepted it knowing he wouldn’t be able to last long regardless of his competitive nature.

and you were right cause not even two weeks in he was behind you, your upper body pressed on his gaming desk, your hands grasping on the edge of it to hold your body as he eased himself into you.

his headphones on your head, mic directly on your mouth, his same friends that he made the bet with on the other line hearing your moans as he slams into you. “They can hear you baby” he’d reminded you but that was what he wanted in the first place

he knew his friends had a weak spot for you. seeing the way their eyes racked over your or how the friendly hugs you distributed to them lasted longer when they held onto your tighter.

you tried to keep yourself in check already knowing you were exposed to his friends but his tip hit just the spot that has you a mess, “that’s good… don’t be quiet” his hand would rub your back, his hips harshly meeting yours

from his side of the call all that could be heard was skin meeting skin, your whines and moans mixing together as you call out his name, and his response being, “let them know whose fucking you this good”

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[good-beansdraws]

They made Alien Stage merch of the singers being treated inhumanely in Anakt Garden? ;__;

Milgram

I'm still reeling that they released such intense art as merch.... At the same time it's not like I'm complaining -- wanting to draw this with 0 hesitation only proved I am also not immune to "Let's put those guys in situations 👁👁"

Small descriptions of these scenes under the cut, then some overall au thoughts because this got my brain going...

Mahiru is always speaking of romance and her heart racing -- the aliens want to test just how fast she can go before "overheating."

Amane always enjoyed singing as part of a choir, but the aliens hope to isolate just her voice, and every piece of it, no matter how long she must stand and sing for them.

Kotoko is quick at improvisation in both her music and in a fight, so they wish to find out exactly what makes her tick in these different areas.

Fuuta's big mouth is what makes him stand out in Alien Stage -- they consider straightening his crooked teeth to make him more marketable before deciding on a fang.

Haruka has always been deceptively strong to the smaller members of Anakt Garden, so the aliens only analyze him in a state of weakness.

Mikoto struggles daily with the breathing and circulation issues from the lab, only allowing himself to break when the cameras are down.

I chose the assignments based on the pics themselves, and only afterwards started looking into the overall au -- compared to typical Milgram assignments, I feel like these made for some really interesting dynamics:

Mahiru meets the prodigy Amane in Anakt Garden and takes her under her wing. She obsesses over romance as a general idea, but it's mainly the vision of a complete, happy family that she's dreaming of. Therefore she's optimistic for a tie, and that the two can become a family at the end of Alien Stage -- until Round 1 stops all her dreams short.

Amane had always spoken of god and the universe, and the others find themselves finally listening only after she’s gone. (It mainly affects Mahiru, but I like the fact that Fuuta can still call her his god.) Mahiru reflects on their time together -- though Amane had a big heart, spending time with her caretakers often left her quiet and stoic. Mahiru remembers meeting her in her perfect, doll-frilled dress and vowing to take care of her.

Someone as strong-willed and rebellious as Kotoko has always hated how 03060809 play along with Alien Stage -- she is their self appointed enemy for aiding the aliens in killing other humans. Deep down, though, Mahiru’s shining light has given her hope. She can hardly admit to herself what strong feelings she's developed for Mahiru, much less tell her outright. She focuses all her efforts to fight aliens and corrupt humans til the end. She isn't afraid to smash guitars and throw some punches along the way.

At the same time, Kotoko has never noticed the person idolizing her in silence: Fuuta. Even when she lashes out at him, he's inspired by her strength and intensity. He can tell she doesn't feel the same toward him, so he keeps his growing, touchstarved crush a secret. He's also willing to fight the whole way, even finding a flaming escape opportunity for them as kids (to which Kotoko argues she isn't a coward, and needs to stay and fight.) It isn't until he sees his idol lose her fire that he finally stops and hands the win over. He gets in one violent, rash show of love before it's all extinguished in the rain.

Alongside them, Mikoto becomes a fan favorite to the public. The asthmatic with a gentle side and violently self-preserving one is a huge hit. (Something about Mikoto’s mvs being the most popular for a while.) He earns win after win, no matter the health and memory issues that haunt him. Any time a performance gets too risky, John takes matters into his own hands to make sure they come out on top.

Though it's harder for him to physically evoke Amane's relationship with Mahiru in round 5, he knows how to play into right lyrics: "make me your god, I can give you everything." It's easier for him to act as Fuuta, giving Kotoko a Deep Cover moment of guilt that she'd gotten him killed by fighting for the wrong things. In a twist of irony from canon, Kotoko says her final words in Mahiru’s arms, and Mahiru is the one left feeling responsible for the loss...

Back in their childhood, Haruka and Mikoto had found themselves outcasts together. Haruka was always afraid of Mikoto after witnessing his violence against the other children (I think it'd be weird to switch around victims so maybe it was both of their faults that Haruka’s suster died.) But at the same time, a part of him kept coming back and seeking Mikoto's attention because he admired him so much.

After being rescued from a disastrous Alien Stage round, the others in the resistance were taken in by Haruka’s innocent shyness. Regardless of his protests at poor public speaking, his heart earned him the spot of leader. He is willing throw himself in the path of danger to protect the people he cares about -- an admired trait until it actually does get him killed.

(And a bonus Yuno for Bones :D)

[floppyboats]

Hi @adventuremaker21 ! I was your @mlsecretsanta this year, so so sorry for the delay and most importantly, happy belated holidays! :)✨

[pocket-watcher]

I saw you were doing requests and I was thinking of a scenario with covert hypnosis but the reader catches on quickly and does their best to resist/escape. I want to fight for my will against the inevitable. If not tho that's cool :)

Hi anon! Here’s something just for all you who love a good struggle…

“Excuse me, do you have a moment?”

The crowded sidewalk didn’t leave much room for you to figure out who had called out, until someone approached you with a clipboard.

You registered they were petitioning or raising money or something and your social anxiety took over.

“Sorry, I’m in a rush.” You said, avoiding eye contact.

“This will only take a second.” They added, as they always do, but you faltered as you noticed no one had signed whatever sheet they had.

And it was three on a Saturday. The heat bore down from the afternoon sun.

Pity.

So, reluctantly, you turned to them, nodding for them to continue.

A surprised smile was on their face.

“R-right. I’m going to read you a passage of a book, and by the end of it could you answer some questions?”

“Okay.”

“Great!” They flipped over their paper and began reading in a much lower tone than they’d previously been speaking in.

“The cave was dark. Deep. Never-ending. She stared and stared but could never find the bottom, no matter how far she looked. But that wouldn’t stop her. She wanted to. Needed to look deeper…”

The slow, winding tone of their voice clued you in. How the voices began to fade away from the busy street around you.

You shook yourself.

Ah.

So that was the game, hmm?

You fiddled with your nails to show your disinterest. How unfazed you were.

Ignoring the growing warmth within you.

They continued.

“She unknowingly was walking into a nest. A creature was watching, waiting. Calling to its prey. She felt compelled to continue. Walking in an almost dream.”

“Are you done yet?�� You said, batting your eyelids innocently. They felt heavier, but nothing to worry about.

They licked their teeth and put on a false smile.

“I guess you really are in a hurry, aren’t you? Don’t worry. It’ll be over soon…”

They found their place on the page once more.

“How long had the creature been trapped in that cage with no one to gaze upon its mesmerising features? 10 years? No, 9. 8? 7…” they paused, looking up at you.

Feeling slightly fuzzy from the counting, you picked this moment to start walking away.

Better luck next time.

“H-hey! Wait up!”

Your movements were clumsier than usual, but freedom was just a few steps away if you could lose them…

They followed you through the weaving crowd, still reading to you.

“She was helpless. Walking in circles. Resistance was futile. Her feet felt like lead. The floor of the cave grew muddy. Sticky. Weighing her movements down. She was slowing. Her mind. Her thoughts, slowing.”

You ignored them, pushing through, mumbling half apologies to those you moved past.

They felt faster than you. Lighter than you.

Get out of my head, you thought.

“That’s it, the creature cooed to her. Stay with me. Go on. Give up your fight and stay here forever. Listen to my words. Let them seep into your mind.”

You half faltered, turning and seeing them smile at you.

“N-no. No she didn’t. She made it out of the cave…” you said looking deep into their eyes.

You couldn’t see the sun. You were no longer outside. You were in the deepest, darkest, cave.

The creature stared back from the darkness and spoke.

“Perhaps. But, even if she did, would she ever really stop thinking about what she could’ve had with the creature…?”

You dropped.

[nunyverse-scribe]

Fantasy Dialogue Prompts

“You know as a kid, I would always hear tales about these mythic creatures of the sea. I sort of wish they said that burying them in dry sand was how you killed them, though, would have made this endeavor ten times easier.”

“My mother always told me it was important to face my fears—so I decided to become a vampire hunter!”

“Hey, so uh—bad news. A page of the steps needed to enact the spell have been ripped out. What do we do?”

“Of all the people to resurrect from the dead and you chose the imperialist warlord?”

“Unfortunately no therapist knew how to help me over the trauma I endured as a child so I just chose to return to the family business of monster slaying because at least that’s familiar.”

“I can’t even do magic, but because that stupid amulet glowed while in my hands, now all the townspeople want my head on a pike so I guess I need to flee the village.”

“We ran out of healing potion.”

“What made you think it was a smart idea to piss off a weather deity? Now who knows how long this hurricane will last—this can delay the mission for weeks!”

“Mixing a dash of truth serum into their alcohol? Ohh, you’re smart. And scary.”

[rennenaway]

@wijaki22 here you go!! I hope I understood the request right soo here’s some jealous Rogue!!

[onejellyfishplease]

Chapter 39: Our First Fall Togther has been posted!

[jjkeremika]

AoT Fic / Oneshot Master List

~~welcome to jjkeremika~~

hi! i’m mako. welcome to my obsession. i write fics/headcanons/oneshots/imagines/drabbles/whatevertheyarecalled/ihonestlydontknow; mostly smutty/nsfw heheh.

currently i write about: eren x mikasa; AoT x reader; eren x reader; reiner x reader; levi x reader; armin x reader; but im open to others (mostly fem!reader, some gender neutral)

please click the underlined for the link to the work (tumblr; ao3); master list updated periodically; all fics created on this master list are written by jjkeremika (me); all of my works are connected under the tag jjkeremika; interactions with and/or thoughts on works are appreciated <3

assume smut/nsfw/mdni themes unless noted otherwise with *

hope you enjoy!

p.s… (per requests….worth asking, also worth noting i prefer and try to stick to character personalities and reasonable headcanons; if i can’t picture them saying/doing it i might not explore it…. fluffy/smutty accepted… not a “dead dove dne” friendly space…)

Eremika:

fucking in a sauna (It is hot (with you; love you))

mikasa gets sick (Stay pt1, pt2)*

Moments (Express Divine Devotion)*

mikasa sneaks out (Moonlight)

eren has a vision (Just like i dreamt it)

eren eats mikasa out (Tasty)

eren and mikasa secretly meet (secret)

eren calls jean while fucking mikasa (Big Time)

eren overhears mikasa (loud in my life and in my dreams)

mikasa tutors eren (my tutor pt1; pt2)

eren’s mikasa’s professor (drop my class so i can pick you up pt1; pt2)

another eren professor pt1 (thanks for coming professor pt1)*; pt2 (to be posted soon)

eren’s scout commander, mikasa’s a new recruit pt1 (think i need someone older)*; pt2 (posted soon)

mikasa shows eren how she had sex with jean (just show me)

eren’s a spy/assassin and mikasa’s his target’s daughter (to my poison: my god you’re intoxicating)*

like an actual eremika fanfic (when lightning strikes the heart (pts 00-02)) (* thus far)

roadtrip (pt1; pt2)

mikasa’s mother is sick (lavender)*

eren’s a baker

Formula One au (Ferrari driver! Eren; Ferrari Mechanic! Mikasa)

reverend’s daughter mikasa (in sin, we delight)

AoT x reader:

Rough intimacy (Eren, Mikasa, Hange, Levi, Reiner, Jean)

Soft intimacy (Connie, Erwin, Bertoldt, Armin, Zeke)

Favorite places (Eren, Armin, Jean, Reiner, Erwin, Levi, Bertoldt, Connie, Zeke)

Date nights (Here to Forever; Eren, Armin, Jean, Reiner, Erwin, Zeke, Porco, Historia)

Hit on you in class (Eren, Jean, Reiner, Armin, Porco, Levi, Connie, Erwin) *

Another rough intimacy (Reiner, Jean, Eren, Erwin, Levi)

Favorite positions (Eren, Reiner, Levi, Porco, Erwin)

crushes on you (Reiner, Eren, Levi, Porco, Jean)*

walk in on you touching yourself (Eren, Jean, Armin, Levi, Erwin, Colt)

fluffy moments (Eren, Reiner, Levi, Erwin)*

confess love for you (Eren, Reiner, Porco, Zeke, Armin, Bertoldt, Levi, Erwin)(mostly * except eren)

vices (eren, levi, reiner, armin, zeke, jean)

pervy pussy eaters (eren, levi, reiner, armin)

asking you on a valentines date*

what they don’t know (eren, erwin, levi, connie)

excited and exhausted (erwin, sasha, armin, hange, levi)

Eren x reader:

Games

dangerous missions*

ha(u)nted soldier*

Betting Games (pt2)

Reiner x reader:

Shower together

Levi x reader:

peanut butter kisses

goofy (pt1; pt2; pt3; pt4)

Armin x reader:

campgrounds and fairs (tbp)

love gambler (tbp)

It came to me one day:

eren and armin talking in a bar (701)

[iridescentmirrorsgenshin]

Chapter Ten of An Emergency Decision is up!

Summary: Alhaitham offers to be Kaveh’s emergency contact in exchange for Kaveh acting as his. As to how things pertaining to Kaveh usually transpire, this does not go as planned, and a difficult truth comes to light.

Chapter Summary:

“Then how would you have it?” Kaveh asked, expression arranged into a careful impartiality. Unusual, for Kaveh. “If you’re against listing me as an emergency contact or next of kin, or both, now that you’re comfortable in your residency here, I’d update the housing contract to establish us both as this property’s owners. In regard to your desire to be informed, you’d remain listed as my emergency contact, however, I’d remove you as my next of kin. I’m well aware of your disposition, but ultimately, I’m against placing you in such a position where significant medical decisions are yours to make, when you deny yourself the same courtesy. Whether it’s your benevolence or personal sentiment matters little when the strain of this responsibility is taken on single-handedly, rather than shared between us.” “I see,." Kaveh sighed, eyes tracing upwards to meet his once more. “I understand where you’re coming from. If it were me in your place, I wouldn’t be comfortable with it either. Especially now…” Kaveh’s ankle was nudged. “Now, what?” A burgeoning smile threatened the sombre countenance. His foot was tapped back. “Now that we are where we are."

[prkhaven]

saw that you wanted jayhoon thoughts so here you go

jay + sunghoon = pussy eating contest

now…. anon…. i’m going to run away with this after i give a smooch your brain

warnings: smut minors do no interact, profanity, oral (f rec.), messy, cum eating, threesome(in a way?)

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Sunghoon and Jay are far too competitive that it hurts, always making literally everything into a challenge between them.

Who can get finish their workout done the fastest? Who can lift more weight? Who gets the better muscle pump? Who can get home faster? Who can shower faster? The list goes on and on and this new challenge posed a new problem.

“Who eats pussy best?”

Your mouth dropped when the quick question flew past Jay’s mouth before he could realize what he was saying. He stared right at Sunghoon who looked back at him with an amused look.

“Pretty sure I eat it best” He shrugged his shoulders which earned a slap from you against his shoulder, he lightly winced before holding the hit shoulder, “What? I’m just saying the truth”

“Don’t be nasty Sunghoon” You grumbled before bleeding more into the couch hearing the faint crinkling underneath your shifting

“You’re just being cocky- How do you even know if you do” Jay rebutted

Sunghoon shrugged his shoulders again with a laugh, “I’m always given a 5 out of 5 star review everytime”

“Do you eat pussy for a yelp review?” He heard you scoff in the distance but didn’t pay mind to it as he only stared at Jay

“Bullshit- Bet you don’t even know how to please a girl with your mouth. You only think with your dick”

“Want a bet?”

And that somehow ended up with you sitting at the edge of the couch, legs sprawled open while both of them sat on their knees, interchanging every now and then of their lips onto your dripping pussy.

Jay was going at it for his turn, determined to make you choose him but as his finger teased as your hole daring to slip in as he sucked on of your folds, his head was smacked away.

He landed on his side and looked up with a scowl as he saw Sunghoon situating himself “Mouth only” He breathed out before placing your legs onto his shoulders as he wraps his arms around your them

You whined loudly trying to pull back unsure of how long this has been going on for or how many orgasms have been ripped out of you.

When you said you’d help them figure out their question, this wasn’t what you had in mind—but you weren’t complaining.

Grumbling under his breath as he watched your play with Sunghoon’s hair, he forced his friend’s head down to focus on your folds while he came up and attached his mouth onto your throbbing clit making your squeal at the tugs at your cunt.

You could feel Sunghoon frown against you and try to swat Jay away but too focused on your folds and the wet splotches filling the room, he dipped his tongue into your hole having you gasp at the intrusion.

Shaking your head, feeling the build up grow larger by the second that you tried to pull away from them but they didn’t budge.

Jay sucking harshly on your clit on the contrary of Sunghoon lapping at your folds like a starved man—they both snuck a glance to each other before a light smirk ghosted their face.

Your moans grew higher and right when you were about to let go, they ripped themselves away from you, leaving you a panting mess. Ripping your head to look at them, your arousal smeared over their lower half of their faces as they looked up at you with loopy smiles.

“Let’s try something else to help make your decision easier”

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Writing requests! Anything that involves Legend getting tickled by Wild, really. (Or the other way around!) 🤭 Perhaps Wild wants to try giving Legend a massage like he’s had done in Gerudo town… only to find out having had it done for him before does not mean he’ll be good at giving one? 😆

Thank you for the request! The silliness is perfect. I decided to combine all elements of your request and have Wild trying to give Legend a massage to help him relax, only to discover Legend is extremely ticklish. Legend gets his revenge >:)

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“Are you sure about this?”

“Yes,” Wild insisted. “I know what I’m doing.” To a degree, at least, but Legend didn’t need to know that. He was meant to be relaxing, after all. And Wild had had a dozen massages in Gerudo Town before, knew his session like the back of his hand. How difficult could it be to replicate?

Legend hummed, still uncertain. “You don’t have to do this. I’m not that—”

“You snapped at Wind earlier. Wind. He was just checking in on you.”

Legend offered no answer, though his face fell. “Right… I still owe him an apology.”

“And you can give it later. Wind understands. Now relax already and lie down. This will help, I promise.”

Legend breathed a sigh, but acquiesced, settling down on his front, head resting over folded arms. “Fine. If only to stop your incessant whining.”

“I’ll let that slide because I know you’re stressed. And you’re meant to let your arms hang, otherwise your back will be tense.”

“Tenser than it already is?”

“Legend.”

“Fine, fine.” Legend shifted so his arms now hung from the edges of the makeshift massage table Wild had set up—a few quilts spread out over Time and Malon’s dining room table.

“Good. Now just relax and let me take care of you. The goddesses know you need it.”

Another sigh from Legend, and he began to relax into the quilts. Giving his trust to Wild. Where he would normally take the opportunity to tease their Veteran, today he let him be, knowing doing so would only make Legend more tense.

“Okay. This will be warm,” he warned, before grabbing the saucer of scented oil, heated by Hyrule’s magic earlier, before Wild shoved everyone else out of the room. He dimmed the lantern alongside it, hoping Legend might drift off while he worked and get some proper rest. He always looked so exhausted these days, and sleep would do him good. Carefully, he poured a little of the oil over Legend’s back, lips twisting when his friend stiffened. “Relax.”

Legend grumbled something to himself that Wild didn’t bother trying to process. He shoved his sleeves back and set to work massaging the oil into Legend’s terribly stiff back. At the touch, Legend stiffened, holding his breath, and Wild rolled his eyes. “I don’t know how you intend to relax like that,” he grumbled. Legend said nothing, letting out a shuddering breath instead.

Wild continued to work the warm oil into Legend’s back, turning his attention to his shoulders when he felt how tense the muscles were there. “Breathe,” he had to insist several times, only to be met with a shuddering breath, before Legend tensed up all over again.

As he was working the tension from Legend’s lower back, pressing down and gliding to the side as his masseuse did for him, an odd, choked sound escaped Legend. Wild paused. “Everything okay?”

A shuddering inhale. “Fine.”

Wild took him at his word, continuing, only for Legend to flinch away from his touch, that same choked sound escaping him, muffled this time. “Vet?”

“It’s—fine. I’m fine.”

A third time, Wild attempted the action. This time, Legend failed to stifle the giggle that escaped him as he flinched away from Wild’s touch.

A devious idea formed in Wild’s mind. Something that would help relax his friend faster. “Hey, Vet?”

“Yes?”

“I’m not sorry about this.” And then he attacked. Legend’s sides seemed the most sensitive, though he had been stiff and trying not to laugh the entire massage, Wild now realised. A shriek escaped Legend as Wild attacked his left side, and he tried to jump away. Wild latched onto his waist, held him close as he tickled with a fervour he hadn’t felt since he was a child, a similar delight sparkling within his insides, golden and warm.

“No! Stop!” Legend begged, breathless as he laughed. His eyes were crinkled in a way Wild had never seem them before, laughter making him look closer to his young age. “Please!” Wild ignored him, attacking his other side and tearing another shriek from Legend as he tried to flinch away, peals of laughter escaping his friend—and were those tears?

“Relaxed yet, Vet?” Wild asked, a menacing smirk lifting his lips. A little longer, then he would free his friend.

Except he faltered as he spoke, and Legend wasted no time in pouncing on him. The breath was knocked from his lungs as he fell to the floor. Legend was quick to straddle him, still laughing and teary and gasping for breath, though the glint to his eyes promised nothing good. He locked Wild’s arms above his head with one hand, power bracelet glinting in the low light.

Wild gulped. “Vet, we can talk about this.”

“No—no need to,” Legend panted, and then it was Wild’s turn to suffer. Wild wasn’t nearly as sensitive as Legend, but anyone would burst into laughter when a feather was suddenly pressed to their too-sensitive armpit and twisted every which way.

A high shriek escaped him, and then he was laughing. He bucked, tried to kick his way out, but Legend held fast, revenge giving him inhuman strength. “N—no, please!” Wild begged between peals of laughter.

Legend smirked, teeth and all, and attacked his other armpit with the feather. Wild laughed harder, could barely breathe as teared streaked down his face. “Say you’re sorry.”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry! Truce, please.”

“That’ll teach you,” Legend grumbled, though the smirk on his face remained. He shifted back, offered Wild a hand and helped him to his feet. He tossed the cucco feather aside, and Wild kicked it away as he swiped at his still-streaming eyes, taking in gasping breaths as he tried to collect himself.

A beat passed between then, where Legend looked far too smug and more relaxed than he had been in months. Despite his suffering, Wild couldn’t help but smile at the job well-done.

“Feeling better?” he asked, giving Legend a knowing look.

Legend rolled his eyes, if only for show. “Yeah. Thanks.”

“Anytime, Vet. But… Perhaps not like this next time. I don’t think my heart can take that again.”

The menacing grin Legend gave him in turn made Wild’s blood run cold, and he knew he would be sleeping with a knife for the months to come.