#i probably got more but im stopping there

[anakinca]

I have this idea... There is a strong storm on Coruscant, Anakin's padawan is afraid of storms so she goes to look for him in his room since it's night time and there is no one in the corridors.

She arrives at the door but she feels ashamed to look for him because of something silly when she was about to leave, the door opens and she sees Anakin with a frown of concern when he sees his pretty girl with her eyes shining with tears, Anakin is about to ask her what's wrong when a thunder sounds and she shrieks and in an unconscious movement she rushes to hug Anakin by the waist with her face pressed to his (perfect 😍) chest.

Anakin lifts her up in his arms puts her on his bed he lays down next to her, faces her and looks at her with so much love , he tells her that as long as she is with him she should not be afraid he will protect her. In an act of adoration Anakin kisses her on the lips. And so she falls asleep happy to hear the constant heartbeat of her beloved master.

I hope you like it 💗 Please, fluff

—❝your sanctuary❞

anakin skywalker x reader

tw ; nothing, just pure fluff

a/n ; this was so adorable to write, angel 😭😭 i loved loved LOVED coming up with something for this, so i'm hoping u all enjoy this <333 also guys pls i swear im responding to all your requests soon, i'm writing all of them as of now 😭 but my requests are always open, so please feel free to send any in <3

THE STORM ON CORUSCANT RAGED WITH A FEROCITY THAT RATTLED THE VERY WALLS OF THE JEDI TEMPLE. Lightning painted the city in stark flashes of white and silver, the thunder following like a giant’s roar, shaking the floors beneath your feet. Rain streamed against the windows in relentless sheets, the sound echoing down the empty corridors.

You couldn’t sleep. Not with the storm raging outside, each crack of thunder making your chest tighten just a little more. The shadows seemed darker tonight, the cold more biting. It was silly, you told yourself over and over again. You were a Jedi Padawan—fear of storms was something you should’ve outgrown long ago. But no matter how much you repeated it, your feet carried you down the dimly lit hallways toward the one place that always made you feel safe; your master’s quarters.

Stopping just outside his door, you hesitated—the shame creeping in like a cold breeze. What were you doing? Anakin would probably laugh or tease you for this. Or worse—he’d think less of you for being so afraid of something so small. You took a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves. Maybe you should just go back to your room. The storm wouldn’t last forever, and you could handle a few more hours of this… right?

Just as you turned to leave, the door slid open with a soft hiss, and there he was.

Anakin stood in the doorway, his brow furrowed in concern, his hair adorably tousled from sleep. He was shirtless with only a black lounge robe on, hanging just slightly off his frame, and yet he somehow still looked like the most solid, comforting presence in the galaxy. His eyes—those familiar, warm blue eyes—softened the moment they landed on you.

“Hey,” he said gently, his voice low and a little rough from sleep. “What’s wrong?”

The words hit you like a wave, and before you could answer, a deafening clap of thunder shook the Temple. You couldn’t stop the small whimper that escaped your lips, or the way your feet carried you forward in an instant. Without thinking, you threw your arms around his waist, pressing your face into the warm, solid expanse of his chest.

His body stiffened for only a second before he melted into the hug, his arms wrapping around you protectively. One hand rested on your back, the other gently cradling your head as he leaned down, pressing his cheek lightly to the top of your hair. “Hey, it’s okay,” he murmured, his voice low and soothing. “I’ve got you.”

You didn’t say anything, your fingers clutching at the fabric of his robe as you buried yourself deeper against him. His heartbeat thudded steadily beneath your ear, a quiet, comforting rhythm that began to calm the storm inside you, even as the one outside continued to rage.

After a moment, he shifted, his hands never leaving you as he scooped you up effortlessly into his arms. The motion caught you by surprise, but you didn’t protest, instead curling into him like a lifeline. He carried you back inside, the door sliding shut behind him, muffling the sound of the storm ever so slightly.

He crossed the room to his bed, lowering you onto the soft mattress with the utmost care, as if you were something fragile and precious—which to him, you are.

You watched him through tear-brimmed eyes as he settled beside you, his body close but not overwhelming—his face soft with concern and something else you couldn’t quite place.

Reaching out, he brushed a strand of hair from your face with the kind of tenderness that made your chest ache. His touch lingered, his thumb gently tracing along your cheek. “You don’t have to be afraid,” he said softly, his voice barely more than a whisper. “As long as you’re with me, nothing can hurt you. I won’t let it.”

The sincerity in his voice, the sheer weight of his promise, made your heart flutter. His eyes held yours, filled with so much love, so much quiet devotion, that it made the rest of the galaxy seem insignificant.

You nodded, your lips parting as if to say something, but the way he looked at you stole the words before they could come. His gaze was intense yet tender, as if you were the only thing in the galaxy that mattered to him in that moment.

For a moment, neither of you spoke. The storm continued to rage outside, but it felt distant now, like it couldn’t reach you here. His hand moved to cup your face fully, his thumb tracing soft circles along your cheekbone. And then, as if compelled by a force greater than himself, he leaned in.

You froze, your breath catching as his lips brushed against yours, hesitant and searching. It was a kiss unlike anything you had imagined—soft, reverent, and filled with so much unspoken emotion that your eyes fluttered closed as you kissed back. For a brief second, you thought he might pull away, but then he deepened the kiss ever so slightly, as if he couldn’t help himself.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, his breath warm against your skin. His eyes searched yours, filled with an almost desperate kind of love and a flicker of guilt that quickly faded as you leaned into him, your trust in him unwavering.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “I couldn’t...”

You shook your head, stopping him from continuing, a small, trembling smile gracing your lips. “Don’t be.”

He exhaled a shaky breath, his arms wrapping around you once more as he pulled you close. This time, you didn’t hesitate, letting yourself melt into him completely. His embrace was your sanctuary, his warmth chasing away every lingering trace of fear.

The storm outside continued to rumble, but in his arms, you felt nothing but peace. His heartbeat, steady and constant beneath your ear, became the only sound that mattered. As sleep began to claim you, you felt him press a gentle kiss to your hair, his voice a soft murmur against your skin.

“Sleep, sweetheart. I’ll protect you, always.”

And as your eyes drifted closed, your last thought was exactly that—that no matter how loud the storm grew, as long as you were in his arms, you would always feel safe.

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[tuesdaykiss]

“touching toes”

rafe cameron social media au

“he’s over more and more, had to give him a whole drawer. to be honest, kinda like seeing his trainers by the door.” — olivia dean, ‘touching toes’.

synopsis: after finishing her fashion studies at college in nyc, y/n moves to outerbanks to live with her grandparents. she worries about the loneliness that comes with being in a new place, knowing only her cousin topper and other relatives… that is until she is acquainted with a certain cameron.

part - 26 | 27 — authors note at the end!

masterlist

hard launch: officially announcing that you’re in a relationship; an explicit and purposeful announcement of a romantic relationship, usually on social media.

rafecam

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rafecam cats outta the bag 🤔

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sarahcameron fina-fucking-llyyyyyyy!

yourusername i love u

rafecam i love u most

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heywardpope what? really? i didn’t know that!

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user I KNEW IT

user2 i feel like i’ve been cheated on

your story

sarahcameron replied to your story:

what made him so lucky to get YOU EVERY NIGHT 😩😩😩😩

itscleo replied to your story:

you’re actually adorable i’ll cry

after the public announcement of your relationship, your life finally started to fall into place with rafe right in the centre of it.

within weeks you’d given up one of your drawers in your wardrobe, for the blue-eyed boy to keep his clothes. he’d basically become a permanent resident at your grandparents’ home; helping them around the house wherever possible.

the pogues grew more and more fond of rafe, and he eventually settled in nicely into your hangouts every now and again.

everything was perfect.

a timeline of your instagram since (over the course of about a year)…

yourusername

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yourusername she got a boyfriend

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sarahcameron girlfriend***

rafecam excuse me

johnbr yeah excuse me

user if you look closely im crying in the back

user2 i acc love them

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rafecam my baby

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heywardpope y’all are cute

boykelce rafe so whipped we ain’t played golf in 3 weeks

sarahfan101 poor golf deprived kelce

your story

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sarahcameron omg i am crying

sarahcameron i can’t wait to be an aunt

yourusername you’ll be the best aunt ever

jjmaybank me and pope gonna be uncles right????

heywardpope please y/n, please rafe

rafecam gonna get my baby stealing from the country club

jjmaybank you bet

kiaracarrera congratulations beautiful ❤️

itscleo i can’t believe it!!!!!

jjmaybank baby pogue baby pogue

topthornton someone tell him this baby ain’t a pogue

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sarahupdates omg congrats!

rafecam

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rafecam baby mama

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user that should be ME

sarahfan101 STOP

sarahcameron y’all gonna be the best parents ever

yourusername i love doing life with you

rafecam i love you

boykelce congrats bro

when nan and pops found out the news they were more than ecstatic. tears flooded their eyes, at the idea of welcoming a great grandbaby.

their happiness radiated throughout the home, and they invited rafe to move in…

your grandparents were the best help along the way, making sure everything was perfect for the arrival of your baby.

a/n: you’re probably sat there thinking what was that!?

in all honesty, i’ve really fallen out of love with this smau, and i’d dint want to just post saying ‘hey it’s over!’, so i thought i’d give you the happy ending you all deserve.

thank you for supporting me through my first piece of writing, it’s been a rollercoaster. there’s been highs and lows, and i’m so grateful for the experience.

for now, i’m going to dabble in one-shot writing, making sure my next fic is actually a lot more prepared and thought out!

thank you all for reading… this won’t be the last you’ll hear from me!

massive thank you to my taglist also!!!

taglist: @my-name-is-baby @yesshewrites1 @urbrunettebombshell @leather-n-velvet @fruitcakerafe @littlefreak-liz @wdwbts101 @akobx @lossfairy @marleymarleymarleymarley @jjmaybankmylovee @mbella607 @scream4mami @mrsdrewstarkeyy @honeyluvsatj @rafegetinmybed @hypnotizedstarkey

[dollracha]

𐙚 just friends ⋆ l.f x reader

pairing: fwb! lee felix x gender neutral! reader genre: angst, smau, smut warnings: friends with benefits ⋆ no happy ending ⋆ swearing ⋆ special guests: bang chan & lee know ⋆ chan is called chris ⋆ vaguely written sex ⋆ riding (mentioned) ⋆ oral sex (male & gn recieving) ⋆ moody / mean felix ⋆ felix has an ex ⋆ felix is an asshole ⋆ short scenes ⋆ self gaslighting wc: 2.3k synopsis: becoming friends with benefits with felix wasn't a bad idea. that's what you convinced yourself when it started. nothing would change. (that was a lie.) request: hii is your request slot still open? if its not feel free to ignore my request. Soo Im thinking about fwb angst yk? Like maybe Seungmin or Felix. I would rly rly appreciate it if u did the request, have a nice day!! author's note: i wouldn’t call this full on smut but i did write some less descriptive sex scenes. the focus is more on the angst. also felix is mean. i said that once but i'm gonna say it again. (ps. there's no redemption arc pt. 2 because i actually enjoy the suffering of this.)

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you always thought that most friends with benefits situations would be secret; that you’d sneak around behind your friend’s backs, careless yet careful to make sure they never found out. lee felix proved you wrong.

you’re out at the bar with your friends, he’s got his arm around you. after a few drinks, he’s suggesting you come home with him. or you’re at home on a saturday morning and he asks you to come grocery shopping with him, just for the company. whenever you’re out with your friends, it’s more likely than not that felix is at your side.

all of your friends know about your situation with felix. you used to be embarrassed, but that washed away quickly. you don’t feel anything about it, or at least you try not to. 

⋆ ⋆ ⋆

“are you two together or something?” chris asks, his face twisted with confusion. it’s a reasonable question. felix has you pulled into his lap. he’s been fiddling with the pendant on your necklace for a few minutes. the two of you have been receiving looks from your friends, entirely noticed by you while felix remains unaware. 

“no?” he drops your pendant, and looks at chris like he’s an idiot for insinuating it. “nobody has a problem when lee know hyung grabs your ass. but suddenly because i’m holding y/n everyone’s got a problem?”

“what?” minho doesn’t move as he glares at felix. ‘the audacity of this kid…’ 

“no one’s got a problem.” chris intervenes between them before it has the chance to escalate. “it was just a question, mate.” 

felix practically shoves you off his lap to stand. you stumble as you try not to fall. “they’re obviously not my fucking partner.” he spits, and heads straight for the door. it stings. you know your dynamic, it’s nothing romantic. you’re just best friends who can’t keep their hands off each other. that doesn’t stop the hurt.

you look between your friends, and felix, and back again. “i’m gonna go make sure he’s okay.” chris shakes his head, but doesn’t say a word nor stop you.

you catch up to felix just before before the elevator door shuts. “felix,” he doesn’t spare you a glance. “wha—” he interrupts you. “—it’s bullshit. they’re all cozy with each other. no problem. that’s fine. but when it comes to me there’s a bunch of questions and shit?” he turns to you finally, posing the question and finally remembering to hit the button for the first floor.

“it was one question, felix.” you try to calm him down, it probably won’t work. he’s been very sensitive to the topic of relationships as of recent. “i don’t think chris is necessarily wrong for asking, and–”

“so you think he has the right to be in my business?” 

“no. that’s not what i said.”

“then what is it?”

“you were a little rough. chris wasn’t rude. you took an unwarranted shot at minho. they’re our friends.” 

“you’re my friend too and you don’t pull that shit.” anyone else would think he was brushing off your point, but you know he’s getting it. he’s reaching out to pull you close, and then the elevator door opens. he walks out first, and spares a glance behind him. 

“come home with me?” he asks, and you nod. 

“let’s go.”

  ⋆ ⋆ ⋆

he’s not always moody, but the 'what are we?' talk always manages to put him in a mood. most of the time, you two are just friends, who fuck each other on the side. nothing more. 

that’s how it started. felix was a few weeks free from a bad breakup. he was pent up, needed to relieve the stress, anger and sadness bottled up inside of him. and there you were, sitting on his couch like a godsend. it started slow. he pulls you into his arms like he has many times before. friends, cuddling together. until it’s not. his hand rests on your knee, it slowly makes its way up your thighs. you only realize how hot his touch makes you feel when his fingers sneak under the hem of your shorts.

“can i?” he asks, his lips brushing against your ear. 

a part of you (that, maybe, you should have listened to) tells you to say no. but you don’t. you nod your head, and for good measure, you say “yes.”

felix decides to try his luck further, his other hand grips your chin, and forces you to look at him. there’s a hunger in his eyes, like he’s ready to devour you whole given the chance. “can i kiss you?” he practically is, his lips brush against yours as he speaks. 

you knew it wouldn’t mean anything. you always took felix as a romantic. the fact that he was so willing to touch you with no ado made everything clear: this was a one time hookup. were you using him, in his emotionally fragile, pent up state? was he using you? you weren’t sure. 

“yes,” it’s another stupid decision, but it doesn’t feel quite wrong when his lips are against yours. when he kisses you with such need, such urgency. you lose all thoughts of moral, of rationale. all that matters is felix.

a few minutes of eager kissing is all he can stand. he slips his shirt off, and pushes up the hem of yours then hesitates. “can i?” again, you should have said no. you don’t.

“please,”

it’s a blur after that. he takes your shirt off. then it’s your shorts, your underwear. he makes you cum on his mouth. he’s reveling in the way you grip his hair, the way you moan his name like it’s the only one that you know. it makes him feel wanted, needed. like for once, in the past few months, he’s doing something right.

he’s got you itching to return the favor, to feel the weight of him on your tongue, taste him and feel as he hits the back of your throat. felix gets impatient. he grips your hair and fucks into your mouth. his cock hits the back of your throat and you tear up. he’s quick to soothe your tears, “i caused them, ‘s only right.” he says.

as he cums, he holds you in place. he looks up at the ceiling, groaning as you take his load. it’s not your name he moans. it’s his ex’s. it gets caught in his throat like a strangled sob–refusing to come out, yet refusing to stay inside. you both pretend it didn’t happen.

for now, it’s all he wants. you continue with your movie night as if nothing happened. 

⋆ ⋆ ⋆

it’s almost a routine now. you hook up at least twice a week. he’s always the one to invite you over. sometimes it’s a relief. you’re stressed about something going on in your life and he’s a perfect distraction. other times, he’s the one making your life harder. he’s begging you to come over late, and your problem? you can’t say no. you have the freedom to. you know he’d pout for a second, before telling you to sleep well and you’ll hang out later. 

and when you do come over, which it’s unlikely that you won’t succumb to his request, he’s on you immediately. he doesn’t waste time stripping you, taking you to the bed when he’s patient, and the couch when he can’t wait another moment to have you. 

one thing that felix doesn’t do, is mark you. he’ll kiss you with vigor. he’ll suck at your skin, bite at your chest, but it’s all done with just enough gentleness that your skin remains unmarked. you know, you check in the mirror like you’ll wake up one morning and discover his love lasts on your skin. it’s the disconnect between love and lust. if he loved you, maybe he’d claim you as such. he’d mark your skin with red and purple hickeys. he doesn’t love you. you know that.

you don’t love him as anything more than a friend. you should stop dreaming about things reserved for lovers when you’re just friends.

⋆ ⋆ ⋆

sometimes, there’s a domestic bliss that settles between the two of you. It really has you thinking that you could be his. you’ll be in his kitchen, his hands are wrapped around your waist as you cook a quick, late dinner. his head rests on your shoulder and he sways you to the music you put on. 

or you’re cuddling in his bed. he’s the big spoon and you’re the little spoon. he has a pillow propped over his arm, his other hand draped over your waist. you’re talking about everything and nothing, all at once. the weather. his childhood. your first pet. the weirdness of sourdough starter. 

you know that the only love between the two of you is the kind friends share. 

screw the kisses that are so sweet they make you think he’s in love with you. screw the way he moans your name now as he cums. the way he looks up at you as you ride him, something so hungry, so insatiable in his big doe eyes. screw way he holds you as you come down from your high, his hands stable and firm on your shaking hips. it keeps you from floating off into a realm, a universe where lee felix could actually love you like the romantic you’ve seen him be for everyone else he’s had in his bed. there’s no way any of it could be love. at least, that’s what you keep telling yourself. if he hadn’t made it abundantly clear to everyone you know that you’re ‘just friends’, you might have mistaken the lust in his eyes for love. every lie becomes true once you repeat it enough. every hope, every desire gets crushed once met with the cruel fist of reality one too many times.

do you punish yourself with the facade that he loves you, or the facade that he doesn’t? either way, you can’t resist him. you can’t say no. he needs you. or is it you that needs him? who gets hurt when nothing was ever supposed to be at stake? if you’re an addict, lee felix is your drug, and you’ve not yet seen the consequences of taking too much.

⋆ ⋆ ⋆

six months fly by quickly. six months of being friends with benefits with felix. to the date. it’s a normal day, though you don’t see him. you don’t talk to him. you haven’t talked to him since yesterday afternoon. 

the only warning when glass breaks, is the fall. felix’s absence is the fall. the ‘ping!’ of a text message is the impact on the ground, the shatter into a million pieces.

you should have known better than to think it was going to last. really, what did you expect? felix to confess his love to you, rose petals on the bed and candlelight? every good thing comes to an end. whatever you had with felix was never an exception.

it’s not like you loved him, though. like you had that kind of fantasy. it just felt like a breach of your friendship for him to run back to his ex, and not say a word.

you can’t help the anger that takes over. felix was seeing his ex again? after seven months of being apart. he’s running back into those arms. it disgusts you, so much so that you feel your stomach churn. it makes you want to throw up.

you're crying and you don't even know why. there was nothing going on between you two. everything in the past few months meant nothing. right?

wrong. it was something. you couldn't quite explain it, but it was worth far more than going back to a shitty ex.

usually, when felix causes your tears, he's there to wipe them away. they're because of everything he's doing right. this time, it's all wrong; he's not here to dry them up either.

you know chris wouldn’t lie to you. you also know felix wouldn’t keep that from you.

or would he?

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[bluem1lls]

hiii!! are u gonna write a part two for that one se mi x guard reader angst? )(⁠ﾉﾟ⁠0ﾟ⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠~(⁠ﾉﾟ⁠0ﾟ⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠~

✧₊⁺ what am i supposed to do without you?

✦ synopsis: you don't leave her mind, not after everything you two went through. so when she finally sees you again in a date with someone else, she knows it's time to talk.

tw: minors dni, jealous se-mi, fluff, smut, fingering/oral (r!receiving), a bit of angst

authors note: hiiii, sooo after the poll, this one won!!! so finally, part 2 of guard!reader x se-mi. also im sorry for the lack of update, im super busy with work and also a bit blocked, but tysm for all the requests! i hope u like it!💓

⋆｡°✩ "fuck" my head hits the wall as he pushes me.

"i did warn you, didn't i?" he said as i nodded weakly. "and what did you do? you helped a player. not only helped her, you saved her."

"it won't" i tried to regain my breathing. "it won't happen again"

"you got attached!"

"i'm sorry." i whisper to my uncle as he turns around. i know he's mad.

"if he finds out he'll kill you."

"he probably saw the cameras already" i say to him as my uncle frozens in place.

"you didn't know? you didn't... see him?" he asks as i stared confused. "he's out there. playing"

my eyebrows raise in surprise. "playing?" a shiver runs through my spine to even imagine what he would do to se-mi to survive his own game.

"listen to me." he speaks to me in a serious manner as i bit my lip. "i'm gonna delete the footage and you're gonna leave this fucking place and you won't look back"

"w-what? but.. mom and.. dad-"

"i don't want you here ever again. they'll understand" he says as he presses the button, erasing the videos as i bit my lip hard enough. i'm probably drawing blood.

"are they.. releasing her?" i ask as he turns around. he stays still, letting out a sharp breath. "tomorrow. they voted and they chose to stop playing"

a sigh of relief leaves my body as i turn around, putting on my mask.

"t-thank you" i whisper as he gives me a head nod. i know damn well how he is. and i also know he's doing this for me, and it's not easy. he places his black mask on, matching with his black suit as he sits down on his couch. staring once more at the cameras.

⋆｡°✩ i sigh as i get home. i softly pet my kitten after picking it up from my mom's.

i sat on the couch, exhausted. my head hurts, i miss se-mi and i feel miserable. i thought i was doing the right thing, but now i lost my job and i lost my.. friend? my girlfriend?

my head on my hands as i try to not cry.

⋆｡°✩ it's been two months.

i know she's okay, i made sure of that. but she hasn't texted, called or even came to see me.

and she seems to be okay without me (yes, i stalk her instagram), but i'm not, and that's exactly why i let this happened.

"sam.. no. i'm not ready.." i stare at her.

"look at her! she's a cutie! it's only one date. i know you two will get along great and if you hate her then i swear i'll leave you alone but please. i'm your best friend and i hate seeing you like this, maybe if you try to move on.. it'd be for the best" she begged me as i sighed.

"just one." i say resigned as she shouts in excitment.

and now i'm regretting that, because sam keeps talking about this girl while all i can think about is her.

⋆｡°✩ "where did you said you worked at?" she says as i sip my gin tonic, almost choking on it.

"uh.. next question" i reply with an awkward smile as she chuckles.

"you're so cute" she gives me a smirk. "sam said you were really pretty and.. she wasn't wrong" she says, softly caressing my face, her gaze roaming all over my features.

i stare at her nervously giving her a soft smile. she pulls away, turning around to order more beer for her as i cross my legs and let my eyes wander around the place to distract myself.

it's a pub, and although it's dark i can see the purple details it has. the bar fully equipped with all the finest alcohol, se-mi sitting on one of the stalls of the bar.

my eyes widen.

what?

my stare focused on her as i feel the air being knocked out of my lungs. she catches me staring, her cold gaze lingers on mine. i can see her surprised expression, quickly turning into a cold one as her eyes go to my date. she takes a sip from her beer, her eyes never leaving mine. i can feel the girl besides me talking but i honestly, i can't even pay attention.

"so was it good?" she asks, snapping me from my thoughts as my gaze leaves se-mi for a second to focus on her.

"huh?"

"the drink.. was it good?" she says as i give her a very forced smile while i nod.

"so good. hey, would you mind bringing my coat from the hanger?" i smile at her as she nods. she quickly gets up to get it as i stare at the ceiling.

what do i do? i leave? do i run to the bathroom to hide? should i talk to her? i keep going like nothing happened?

as i remove my stare from the ceiling, i see her standing up in front of me, making me let out a shaky breath.

guess she decided for me.

she stares at me up and down, her eyes roaming my body. she extends me a drink with her right hand while her left is holding hers.

"gin tonic for you.. like always" se-mi says as i slowly take it. her fingers caressing mine for a second, making me shiver. "you look.. so beautiful"

"don't do this.. please" i beg her in whispers. she drinks her beer while her gaze stares at me intensely.

"i just want to talk to you." her eyes flash with.. guilt? as she speaks.

i stare at her in disbelief with wide eyes. "no? i'm on a date!"

she scoffs. "please, you kicked her out. i know you that much" she says in a low, hard tone. "we really need to talk. please"

my eyes roamed her face, i bit my lip thinking about it for a second as i get up, grabbing my purse as i let her guide me to the way out.

i stop where the hanger is as i see the girl with my stuff turned around. i touch her shoulder as she turns at me with a smile. "hey, i'm so sorry but something came up and i need to leave. you're.. amazing, and incredibly sweet" i speak as her expression falls.

"oh.. do you want me to come-"

"no. b-but thank you" i say to her quickly as i can see her defeated stare. i grab my coat, walking to find se-mi at the door. we get into her car in a weird tense silence until we get to my place.

i leave my stuff on the couch as i turn to stare at her, her hands on her pockets as she bites her lip piercing.

"why.. were you with her?" she breaks the silence as i stare at her in disbelief. is she actually asking me that like a jealous girlfriend?

"why? oh i'm sorry. i didn't realized that after you broke my heart i had to ask for your permission" i dry chuckle as she scoffs, annoyed, but her eyes are filled with guilt and remorse as she stares at me.

"i'm sorry. i.. i know why you did what you did. and maybe i didn't understood at first, and it took me a while.."

"you never called back. you never texted, you never came to see me, you didn't cared to know how i was-"

"i couldn't talk to you! not after... the games. i asked sam about you every single day. i begged her to not tell you anything, but god, there hasn't been a day in where you left my mind" she says, frustrated. her jaw clenches as i stare wide eyed. fucking sam.

i sigh as i lean myself against the wall. my hands cover my face. "what was i supposed to do? i thought you ghosted me. i thought you hated me se-mi. so i tried.. to just.. move on" i say as i bite the inside of my cheek with anxiety. her cold gaze stays on me as she takes a step closer.

her eyes burning with jealousy, darkening as her stare roamed through my body. "did it worked?"

my chest tightens as i slowly shook my head no. she closes the distance betweens us, trapping me against the wall as i let out a small gasp, feeling her hands on my waist. the cold silver rings making me shiver.

she speaks in a low hiss. "it didn't? you know why it didn't worked?" one of her hands leaves my waist, her fingers softly lifting my chin. "because you never stopped being mine" she says as my heart thumps on my chest. our breathings getting a little more ragged.

"why are you doing this? after two months se-mi... it's been two months." my eyes fill with tears as she caress my face with her hand.

her lips twitch a little as she hears my weak reply. "let me make it up to you"

her hands lowers to my neck as she closes the distance between us. our lips smashing together as we both let out a small moan. my hands roamed through her body desesperately until i wrap my arms around her neck as her other hand lowers to grip my hips.

my body melts into her touch, the kiss becoming hard and desesperate, expressing the way we missed eachother. our pent up anger and frustration explodes as our bodies pressed together.

"i love you so much" i whisper in a shaky breath in between kisses, her arms tighten around me as she keeps the kisses going.

"i love you so much too" she replies, her lips never leaving mine as she lifts me up, her hands on my thighs as she carries me to my room. she softly positions me in bed. i lay as she gets on top of me. i kiss her hungrily as she moans. she breaks the kiss to lower herself, her face meeting my center as she lifts my skirt. her tongue licks over my panties, spreading the wet patch as i whimper. my hands grip her hair as she moves them aside, circling my clit with her tongue.

"missed this so much" she says, giving a kiss on my clit as she teases my entrance.

"please" my head falls back as i beg her. i can feel her smirk as she pushes two fingers inside, going back with her tongue, picking up a faster pace as i moan.

she thrusts deeper and faster as my moans get louder. when she feels me clenching around her fingers, her tongue swirls around my clit. she smirks, pleased to have me trembling under her touch.

"gonna cum please, please, please" i cry out as my fingers pull her hair making her hiss. her lips around my clit as she sucks, making me whimper.

i feel the heat on my lower stomach snap, i clench around her fingers once again as my eyes roll back and i finish with a long and loud moan. she licks me clean until i'm whining, overstimulated.

"oh baby, this is just the first round" she cups my face as i stare, half-lidded.

⋆｡°✩ i stopped missing her, because she stays right by my side. after a few months, she finally asks me to be her girlfriend, which the question feels odd giving the fact that we're almost living together at that point, but i say yes nonetheless (of course).

⋆｡°✩ and when we sleep, she has nightmares all the time. i try to wake her up gently, with soft kisses as i hug her. we end up falling asleep together, always cuddling to feel eachother.

and i have mines too.

i can feel her shaking me slowly as i gasp. "it's okay-"

"i thought i lost you" i murmur, still sleepy but teary.

"you didn't. i'm right here" she says in a cooed whisper. she hugs me tightly, pressing me against her body as i grip her shirt, scared that if i let her go, she'll disappear.

⋆｡°✩ and we try to overcome the trauma of the games, the deaths, and it's hard, but somehow with her by my side, it becomes easier.

⋆｡°✩ and as we spend all our weekeds in bed, i can't help but wonder what would've happened if i was honest from the beggining. but right now she's here, laying in my bed, caressing my hair as i close my eyes and my head rests on her chest..

and i wouldn't have it any other way.

even if i'd had to go through it again and again. i'd do it for her.

[asmutwriter]

Birthday Spice (Dean x f!reader)

DESCRIPTION: Its Dean's birthday so you decide to help him celebrate properly

A/N - Happy birthday Dean! Story has not been proof read yet

WORD COUNT: 1949

One Shots / 'You Saved Me'

WARNINGS: established relationship, porn with very little plot, sub Dean, dom reader, creampie, unprotected p in v, hair pulling, oral (m recieving), I will add more if I need too after I proof read it

DISCLAIMERS

This is fiction. Please always talk to your partner before doing anything and make sure they are ok with what you are doing beforehand

This story is based after the events of my series 'You Saved Me' (a Supernatural fan fiction) which I'd recommend reading before or after reading this

Your eyes keep glancing towards the clock on the wall. You were in your pub downstairs. You had already put the sign up to say that you were closed however you had a few customers still in. Enjoying the last of their meals and drinks. You couldnt throw them out. Well... It was your pub so you techinacly could but it seems a little harsh.

Although Dean had stopped hunting full time he still enjoyed going and getting his hands dirty every now and then. Today was one of those days. He was on a hunt with Sam. He said he'd be back about 8 tonight. The clock currently showed 7:42 and you really wanted to make sure everything was ready for when he got back. About ten minutes pass. You assume the last customer got the hint as you not so subtly were staring at them. Giving you eight minutes to get ready. Not that you expected Dean to be early.

You wear your clean silm dressing gown. Eyes glued to the door. Waiting. Watching. Hearing the door downstairs click open. The distant voice of Dean probably saying goodbye to Sam. A few moments pass. The door to your mian home click open you see Dean enter. You stand up. Going to the end of the hallway. Arms keeping the silk material wrapped around you. Dean smiles as he meets your eyes.

"Hey Kat" he shuts the door behind him. Kicking his shoes off and taking off his denim jacket. HAnging it up. He turns to look back at you. He wasnt a fussy man but you staying silent was unusual. Normally youd be showering him with affection. Especially during days you hadnt seen him. Once his eyes go back to yours you take a small breath. Moving your hands you let the silk of your dressing down fall to the floor.

Revealing your red wrap around bra tied in the front with a bow. A matching red thong. Little red garter belts wrapped around your thighs. Keeping up your white net stockings. His eyes grow wide. Going straight to your chest. He coughs slightly. Bringing a hand to the front of his jeans as he tries adjusting himself.

"You- you umm... you look good. Is this- I dont recognise this?" You walk down the hallway space. Talking as you do.

"I heard that it was your birthday today. So I wanted to surprise you with a little gift". You get to him. Placing your hands on his chest before pushing them up. Over his shoulders. WRapping your arms around his neck. He only nods in repsonse. His hands instincitvly going to your hips. You go on your tiptoes. Brushing your lips over his as you keep contact with his eyes.

"Do you like your present?"

"Very much"

"Do you want to unwrap it?" you smile. Moving a hand from his neck. Gently taking one of his from your hip. Placing it to the bow resting kindly between your boobs.

"Fuck" he mutters. "Please". You smile. Feeling him pull the fabric. Letting your chest be free. Hes seen your boobs so many times. He can never get over how perfet they look. His eyes go down. Staring at them. "What- What about the girls?" He asks. Obviously not wanting to start something he'll have to finish early due to your daughters.

"Dont worry about them. They arent here tongiht". You bring a hand round to gently cup his cheek. "Im all yours". With that he crashes his lips to yours. Hands going to your hips as he lifts you up. WRapping your legs around his wast as he spares no time making his way t the bedroom. He oh so carefully places you to lie on the bed. He lips go from yours to your neck. Hands coming up and kneeding your bare breasts. His mouth trailing down. Taking one of your nipples between his soft lips.

You give a soft sigh. Hands going to his hair. Rutting your hips aganst him. You give into the feel of his mouth and rough hands for a few minutes. Feeling him suck and pull at your breasts. Tugging his hair you hear his mouth leave your nipple with a soft plop. Bringing his lips back to yours. Mouths exploring one another as he move over you. You wrap your legs around his waist. pulling him close to you. Pushing against him so he sits up. Your legs still around his body as he sits on the bed. You move your lips from his. An inch between you.

"Lie down". You quietly order him. He doesnt hesitate. Quickly lying don on the bed. You kneeling beside him. You run your hand up his chest. His eyes watching you with anticipation. You bring both your hands to the bottom of his shirt. Pulling it up and over his head. Tossing it onto the flor. Your hands cold against his warm skin. He flinches slightly. A soft grunt coming from his lips as you place your icy hands onto his stomach. Smiling down at him as he looks up at you. Arching your fingers to drag the blunts of your nails down his torso.

Getting to his jeans you are slow as you undo his belt. Even slower when you unbutton and pull down the zip of his jeans. Taking the tops of them and pulling them down the lenght of his legs. It takes a lot of strenght to not moan as you see his hard cock through his boxers. Biting your bottom lip. Hand going and wrapping around his length. Squeezing it.

"fuck" he mutters. His head titlign back before going back to watch you. "Please Kat". You smile. Leaning down as you gently kiss him. Hand rubbing him through the fabric. Smile growing as yo feel soft grunts escape into your mouth.

"Do you want my mouth?" you kiss his lips. Eyes still on his as you ask the questions. "Or my cunt?" His breath hitches. Eyes darting to your lips.

"Both? Please" a light smirk twisting the corner of his mouth. "It is my birthday after all". You give a small chuckle. Even when he was putty in your hands he still would wear that cocky grin. You kiss him again. Then his neck. Chest. Down his torso. Kissing the waistband of his boxers. Delicate hands going to the tops of them. Pulling them down his legs. Forgetting them on the floor with the rest of his clothes. His hard cock on full display.

You take it in your hand. Starting to fist his dick. He shudders out a breath. You move down the bed. Able to bend so you can easily tale him into your mouth. You sraddling one of his legs as you gently kiss his tip. Eyes glancing to his pretty face. His eyes fluttered shut as you slowly start to tease him. Kissing along the side of it. Soft. Gentle. Licking a stripe up it before gently planting a kiss to the tip. You wrap your lips around him. Lowering yourself down onto his length. going until you feel it hit the back of your throat. Your nose hitting his pelvis.

"Fucking helll" he moans. His hand going straight to your hair. Gripping it harshly. You humm around him. Starting to bob your head up and down onto him. With his help of his hand he sets a pace for you. His hips meeting your mouth in a steady thrust. Matching your speed. Ears filled with the sound of him making contact with your throat and his delicious moans. You can hep but start to grind your core against his leg. Only slightly. Enough to try and ease some of the friction that had appeared between your thighs.

You could feel him twitch under you. His lenght starting to twitch in your mouth. He lets out a moan. The hand firmly in your hair pulls you from him. A trail of spit connecting the two of you. His breathing is heavy. Eyes shut. You wipe at your lip with your thumb. Your slight movement making his drop your hair. You move to the end of the bed. Shimmying your underwear off. Climbing back onto him. Sitting a top his thighs.

His eyes flick open. Hands going to your hips as he meets your gaze. "You want to cum inside me?" He nods. Eagerly looking up at you. You smile. Leaning over him as you plant a gentle kiss to his lips. Moving back up. You go up onto your knees. Steadying yourself onto his stomach. His hands help keep you balanced as you line yourself up to his hard lenght. One of your hands wraps around it. Easily finding your hole with his tip. Slowly lowering yourself down onto his girth.

His eyes focused on where the two of you meet. His breathing hitches as you rest on him. SMiling at the feeling of him fully inside you. Like your body is meant for him. You start to move. Leaning forward onto his stomach as you start to slowly glide your body up and down onto his. A drawn out moan leaving your lips at the feeling. "Shit" he shakily says. Hands gripping at your thighs. Helping you bounce on his cock.

"Feels so good" you mumble. Tilting your head to the side. Shutting your eyes. Focusing on getting him off. This was his day after all. That didnt stop him from wanting to please. One of his hands moves. Going from your hip to your core. Thumb finding your clit. Rubbing quick circles onto it. "Fuck!" You make a couple more movements. Feeling your rythm start to falter. Pushing yourself through despite your legs wanting to give out under you. Your determination making you have harsher strokes. Making him get closer with each movement.

"Kat..." he moans. A silent question.

"I want to feel your cum insdie me". With those words he brings you harshly down onto him. Both hands refocusing on your hips to hold you in place. Feeling the familiar feeling of his load shooting inside of your walls. You let out a stuttered moan. A gleeful smile creeping over your face.

You open your eyes. Looking down at the beautiful man beneath you. The one you get to call 'yours'. Hsi green eyes finding yours. His smile cocky. Of course. You lean forward. Kissing his lips. Wiping that cute smile from his face. His arms wrap around your frame. Holding you close to him. Kissing your forehead before you rest you head down onto his chest. Hand coming and resting beside your face as you shut your eyes. His voice is soft in the quiet room after a few minutes

"We should move and get cleaned up". You shake your head.

"Comfy"

"If I stay inside of you I'll get hard again and we'll have to do that again". You tilt your head to look up at him. His mimicing yours downwards.

"Would that be a bad thing?" a smirk taunts your face.

"No but I need stamina. And I know theres a pie in the fridge with my name on it" You laugh. Moving so you can plant your lips to his.

"I love you Dean". He smiles. Kissing you again.

"I love you". Quickly kissing you one more time before he sits up. You wrap your limbs around him. His strong arm holding you close to him as he moves from the bed. Your naked bodies still connected as he makes his way to the kitchen. Opening the frideg and finding the second love of his life - pie.

TAGS: @sojuxxi

[loloelia]

Dearest sibling

(Fifth sibling short story)

Leshy and Eko (the lamb lmao) were sitting in one of Leshy's massive garden near his temple.

While Leshy was playing on a tall tree ,picking up fruits and the leaves that came with it , meanwhile the lamb was sitting on the edge of a fountain ,alguee sitting at the bottom of it ,all they could do was stare at the god of chaos ,in complete silence .

The mossy worm eventually looked in the way of Eko and noticed their staring and eery silence.

"Oh little laaaammmb, what's with the silence, little brother ? " ,Said the worm laying on a thick branch,looking down at the lamb.

-"please.....do not call me that lord leshy..."

-".... sooooooo ,little sis ?", asked the worm, swinging his clawed and mossy paws.

-"no !... dont call me that ,im not- "said the little lamb a bit panicked before getting interrupted by the worm's chuckling.

-"ohhhh ,little sibling then ? Got it !" ,said the bishop climbing to a lower branch in order to pick up the lamb.

-"no ! My bishop ! Please ,stop it ! You and I both know we are in no way related ! You know im not Narinder don't you ?....so why....why do insist on calling me a sibling ?..." asked Eko ,their voice getting lower with every word and their head lowering with their voice.

The worm had placed the small lamb on the branch next to him,letting the little lamb swung his hooves in the void under him

The bishop of chaos chuckled and answered the lamb's question.

"Easy enough ! They are 2 reason, my dear little sibling ! First, i know you arent Narinder but ill tell you something ,youre probably just like him ,but.....weaker ,smaller !" ,said the worm with a smile,poking Eko's cheek,"You sure will never be able to hurt us because you dont even know how to use the red crown !"

"But alsoooo~ ," he raised them by the back of the collar of their robe ,and bringed them to eye level," i do watever i want. And i wanna treat you as a sibling. But you still are nothing but a lamb. If you bore me out of my love for you,ill entertain myself by twisting your head of your spine. Shamura loves you ,and i do too, but that can always change."

The lamb was curled up on themself ,barely daring to breathe ,they knew their next death would be their last.

Leshy was right. They were still a fragile mortal despite the crown on their head, a crown they couldnt use.

Their life was hanging of one thread ,and those gods were the ones who had the scissor. They knew that the moment shamura realized they weren't their dear brother ,death would be quick to welcome them.

Leshy smiled a bit ,and giggled as if the look on Eko's face was but a silly joke.

The worm lowered his hand until the lamb's hooves were on the ground ,and letting them go.

"Now go ! Shamura's gonna wake up any minute now ,dont want our dear sibling to think youre gone ,would we ?" He said with a warm smile as the little lamb stepped back from the claws of the god.

They nodded and bowed to Leshy as if to say goodbye ,wich got a snicker out of the god of chaos, and they were on their way back to shamura's temple.

@kiko---random-stuff-probably ,since you asked me to tag you !!!!>:)

I hope you and anyone who reads this enjoyed this small ,not very well written , shirt story about my bigger cotl story !

Funny enoughim more proud of the art i made to go along with it than the actual story ,but i still think its great !

I really wanna start writing this but im afraid that my current vocabulary aint enough,im trying to learn but its kinda hard.

Anyway

I love you all!! All the people who said they like my 2 am idea ,and everyone who read this ,youre amazing !!!

Thank you for reading

Hope i get to write the actual story soon :,)

[callme-holly]

could you do like the outsiders x reader whose like a huge party girl? Like Charlie xcx brat type beat😭 idk I js think that would be interesting

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐚/𝐧: im on a slow streak atm sorry y'all. im trying my best

Darry Curtis:

Darry doesn’t really see the appeal of partying all the time, but he won’t ever stop you, as long as you’re being safe. If you try to drag him along, he won't argue all the while he’s not busy with work or his brothers; it’ll do him good to get out of the house anyway.

He’ll be keeping an eye on you 24/7, making sure nothing gets too wild or out of hand. He won’t entirely loosen up, but he might have a few drinks before taking you back home.

Sodapop Curtis:

Soda loves your party energy and always matches it perfectly. He’s the first to join you when dancing, grabbing your hand and spinning you dramatically until you’re both dizzy and doubled over with laughter.

He feeds off your wild side, and while he doesn’t drink himself, he hasn’t got a problem with you having a few drinks. He’s your biggest hypeman and will always cheer you on when your dancing or showing off.

Ponyboy Curtis:

Pony gets a little overwhelmed by your partying behaviour and doesn’t really see the appeal, but he’ll support it nonetheless. He wont really join in, and if he does, he probably won't enjoy it. 

When he does tag along, he'll probably stay on the sidelines, much preferring to watch you and silently cheer you on while keeping an eye on you. If he stays home and you go out, he’ll wait up for you to make sure you’re okay.

Johnny Cade:

Johnny is way out of his comfort zone when it comes to parties, but he won't ever judge you for it. He probably secretly admires your outgoing and energetic personality, and it helps him to ease up and relax a little.

If you take him to a party, he’ll find a quieter spot to relax while you have fun, more content to just sit and watch you with a fond smile.

Dallas Winston:

Dally loves a good party, and the fact that you do too makes it all the better. He thrives on the chaotic energy, so he’s always right there beside you, causing a scene. You two can get absolutely wild and always end up being the talk of the party.

He loves watching you let loose, admiring your charm and confidence while bragging that you’re “his girl.". If anyone tries anything with you, however, Dallas will very quickly shut it down.

Steve Randle:

Steve adores having someone to party with who can match the energy. He’ll always dance with you right in the centre of all the chaos, making you laugh and hyping you up. He wants everyone to see you and know you’re the star.

If you go overboard, however, and he thinks you’re getting a little too carried away, he isn’t afraid to pull you away and bring you home.

Two-Bit Mathews:

Two is thrilled to have someone who loves a party as much as him. You two are the duo, and everyone is talking about you before the end of the night. He’s the life of the party alongside you, always keeping the energy high. 

He loves that you’re just as wild as him, and that you can most likely keep up with his drinking. However, if you start feeling rough, he’ll tone it down and go somewhere quieter with you. 

[poarkchop]

hello im here to write out as many of the headcanons/references there are in this image as i can in no particular order

(slendermansion au for my sake,, that includes hoodie and masky cuz i felt horrible excluding them </3)

•this is Nina's room!!! she and the girls have a monthly girls night :3

•Jeff likes to try and annoy them. it was his idea to go and spy on them, then Toby invited himself, then EJ got forcibly roped into it, and BEN just happened to have the same idea. Slenderman is .003 seconds away from confining them to their rooms for a week.

•Sally demands everyone wear sleepwear for their girls night, despite knowing it's not exactly a slumber party.

•Nina sleeps in a leftover hoodie from her Jeff-obsession era. She doesn't rlly care for Jeff anymore but she's a sucker for oversized hoodies, and she'd die before Jeff ever even got close to getting it back. Jane wears a cheetah(ish) print robe that Nina gifted her. Clockwork wears mismatched pajama bottoms and her jacket over that because she feels weird without it + she got her raccoon slippers because they remind her of Toby. Kate wears a panda hoodie that Sally found and gave her. She swears she just wears it for Sally's sake during girls night exclusively, but it's cozy and she actually sleeps with it every night. Mirabel can't be bothered to keep up her beauty queen shtick so she wears an oversized godzilla t-shirt and pajama shorts that match Sally's. (they're besties.)

•Nina will keep everything anyone will ever give to her. if you're in her life, you're in her room somewhere.

•on the corkboard there's pictures of EJ, Jane, Smile Dog, and Hoodie, as well as a drawing Bloody Painter made of Nina, plus Sally's drawing of a piggy. Below the shelf there's a drawing Sally made of Nina. (nina cried.) Beside the corkboard there's a drawing Nina made of her ponysona. Next to the bookshelf, there's a picture of Bloody Painter and one of Mirabel's professional headshots (signed, of course).

•Nina likes taking .5 pictures of Smile Dog, then she prints them out and puts them on her wall.

•Clockwork took one of Toby's hatchets and as soon as everyone saw it, they immediately had the idea to cover it in glitter. Toby's just going to have to deal with a cunty pink glittery hatchet now.

•The Masky plush: No one knows where it came from. it just showed up in Nina's room one day. She didn't buy it. It deeply disturbs Tim. Brian loves it. He wants one.

•The knife in the wall is from Nina saying something SO out of pocket about Mirabel's love life that her immediate reaction was to launch a knife at her.

•Nina sews. she took one of her curtains to make a cool outfit, then made a new curtain out of fabrix scraps.

•Nina loves putting stickers and decals on her walls. she has several MLP ones, a few critters, plus an everyman hybrid logo.

•Mirabel is (begrudgingly) in charge of getting everyone snacks or other supplies on account of her ability to travel through mirrors. She's sat by the mirror for easy access.

•Nina is a diehard MLP fan. her favorite is pinkie. Everyone in the mansion has a government assigned equestrian species (not just ponies!!!) and name.

•On the off chance anyone falls asleep, Kate and Clockwork are the firsts to reach for the sharpies.

•Nina has a pair of fursuit paws and matching ears and a tail. they're her favorite thing ever. also, paw socks! meowmeowmeowmeo

•Don't ask where Nina got her No Through Road sign. She got it from Toby.

•on that note, Nina is also in a bazillian other fandoms so here are all the fandoms referenced: fnaf, warrior cats, pokemon, undertale, lbp (sackboy), dhmis, bugsnax, raggedy ann, gravity falls, vocaloid, batim, minecraft, sonic

•and here are the rest of the things i referenced: peepy (itemlabel), annoying orange, cupcakes (mlp crp), catbug, nyan cat, hyperpigmentation, everyone knows that (cd player), hello kitty

there's probably more but it's late and i need to stop procrastinating on my homework

and then ill post it alone also yeah

[swiggity-swexual-i-am-asexual]

We all know the semi-canonical ‘all the Robins know to hide/duck inside of Batman’s cape, even as adults’ thing.

We also know that Danny ‘is LITERALLY a ghost’ Fenton sucks at remembering his own intangibility while ALSO forgetting to look ahead of him.

All I’m saying is, Danny Fenton (or Phantom, if you’d really like) would absolutely SLAM into Batman on accident while running on roof tops and Bruce ‘Brooding Instinct’ Wayne doesn’t even think twice about letting the kid hide and scanning around for danger before there’s a record scratch of ‘wait who tf is this?’ kicks in.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

you open my Super Important Documents and its just pictures of charles xavier

[puppppppppy]

my stardew farmer ^_^ he doesnt have a green thumb for shit so he keeps animals and does mining

some tidbits i came up with while playing hehe

reclusive and doesnt really go out of his way to talk or visit people unless its an errand. but he also doesnt try to befriend others to get something out of it, so he has a very easygoing approach to making friends. on good terms with linus and sebastian since he runs into them most often.

if he respects or takes a liking to someone, he'll greet them with miss/mister (name). if you get close to him he starts using first name basis. if he doesn't like you, he'll refer to you by your title without using your name. only a few people have caught on to this.

the farm he inherited, Milky Way Farm, was the site of a meteorite crash and sometimes you can find shards of meteor debris littered around the farm (i picked the hilltop farm bc of this lol)

lost his sweater and pants a long ass time ago and doesnt have the time to look for them, so hes been working in his sleep clothes ever since

isnt actually grandpa's real heir to the farm... ;)

[mrmeepsmadmind]

rewatching this over and over again.. mainly bcs tarn makes soundwave into a manlet but also bcs it's hilarious

[jadecantcreate]

in the whitchlite carinval. straight up “caking it.” and by “it”, haha, well. lets justr say. My chad

(some gideon exploration & little doodles)

[madebyteenagefury]

ok i need to go to bed but also ive been thinking about this and i need to put it out,;

those fics, either entirely sex or only with references to it, that capitalize on marvin’s definite misogyny and internalized homophobia are scrumptious as fuck but ESPECIALLY the ones where they specifically mention him being disgusted with doing things sexually (or not) that he perceives as feminine. not just bottoming though, giving a blow job (specifically on his knees or when he’s being maneuvered by his partner. manhandled if you will.) or simply being called pretty by a man. giving up his power in a hookup or a date, the other person paying or taking the responsibility of taking marvin out rather than the other way around. i eat that shit up i love it. even when he and whizzer are back together, he’s better but im sure he still has a long way to go especially in his view and treatment of women. maybe he sees whizzer as an ‘equal’ now in the relationship, doesn’t expect him to play the traditional role of a woman, but the misogyny still comes out to play when he talks to trina im sure of it. or, i hate to say, with cordelia and charlotte. i wont deny being besties with a lesbian couple definitely did wonders for his world view but he has years of this kind of thinking and behavior to undo. i just am fucking obsessed with the exploration of that in fan work.

[skrunksthatwunk]

if i had a nickle for every time a niche playstation fighting game for an anime i liked had gay bits added in that i think about a lot i'd have. well you know the rest

(i stole the kuwameshi gifs from @phoenixspirited btw. and the klk if screenshots are from here)

[accidentallyadoptedbybatman]

This is a formal apology to Superman and Metropolis from a Gothamite (it is not, this is a formality the government said I must do, I do not mean this)

I would like to apologise to Superman and all the citizens of Metropolis who today witnessed me lose it and beat Lex Luther into a minor coma with a chair. (His machine broke my laptop, I was working on my final essay for university, he deserved it)

It was a violent scene and I am sorry to any trauma caused and I shall be paying the broken chair (Superman you should've let me beat his face in further, and that chair now mine, I'm taking it back to Gotham with me its going on my wall)

If you wish to ask me anything or request something you can reach me here and I shall answer and politely respond (I have no choice, the government is advising I behave but I don't care, if the uni doesn't give me more time to do the essay I'll come back and kill Lex)