#if i use it again in a fic dont blame me

[lordsardine]

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[darlingdaisyfarm]

Heyyy doll, I was wondering if we could have more content on Ford having a breeding kink. PLEASE omg PLEASE! Or maybe with Stanley too? I just really like all the stuff you write and I need some good breeding kink content in my life.

(I’m sorry if this was a weird request)

Stan & Ford’s breeding kink headcanons

a/n: i was writing smth angsty, but i lost inspiration and suddenly i remembered this was sitting in my drafts unfinished. and.....uhh im so sorry, horniness won....so today i bring you this.. a shameful descent into filth...there are some headcanons in here that aren’t strictly about breeding, but honestly, at some point, i lost control :) dont blame me!! anyways posting this and running away........

tags: nsfw, smut, literally just filth tbh absolutely filth, breeding kink, pregnancy mention, mating press, cum play, cockwarming, cycle tracking (ford being pervy)

STANFORD

꩜.ᐟ he can’t help it. he doesn't know when it became so necessary to keep you full, but now it’s the only thing that makes sense

꩜.ᐟ he wasn’t always like this, Ford used to be so cautious and careful. but then he came inside you once, and suddenly it was all he could think about. ruining you. stuffing you. leaving you dripping. it’s become a biological imperative

꩜.ᐟ pre portal paranoid!Ford would definitely use it as survival mechanism. it would calm him down, keep him sane. the only way he can fall asleep again is knowing you're full of him (it needs its own fic)

꩜.ᐟ another pre-portal paranoid!ford thought: you don't know how much you help him actually. how he'll appear from a 20-hour shift in the lab, his brain literally pulsing, body trembling, hands unsteady, you don't know how desperate he is by the time he reaches you. he needs to bury himself inside just to breathe again.

꩜.ᐟ pre portal ford! thinks he'll go insane if you wont let him fuck you

anyways back to our lovely old man ford

꩜.ᐟ you gasp when he pushes you onto the desk, moan when he spreads you open and tremble when he whispers in your ear that you're ovulating and he's going to breed you. and despite the fact that you always smile and call him a pervert, your soft walls squeeze him so tight every time he says it

꩜.ᐟ Ford makes u take it and he doesn't stop until he knows you're completely full of him. he keeps his hands on your stomach, pressing, feeling how his cock reaches deeper inside, as if he could ensure that you stay filled just the way he need you to be

꩜.ᐟ and. . . then the shame sets in, the guilt

꩜.ᐟ when after, you stroke his hair, kissing him, telling him it’s okay. but it’s not. it's damn not

꩜.ᐟ because Fords knows the truth. he knows he'll do it again. and that knowledge alone is enough to ruin him

꩜.ᐟ and now he, regrettably, memorised your cycle. at first, it was “unintentional” simply observations noted in passing, as any man of science would. then it became smth bordering on obsessive. now, he knows exactly when you're at your most fertile. he knows that when he touches you on those nights, you react differently, your body welcomes him differently

Ford knows he should be disgusted with himself for using this knowledge the way he does. he should resist. but he doesn't

꩜.ᐟ goddamn, he knows it’s invasive and it’s not something he should do without asking, but he's a creep. he couldn’t stop himself

꩜.ᐟ he knows when you’re ovulating, knows all the signs. and he loves how your body is begging for it without you even realising

꩜.ᐟ he marks it in his journal, writes down when you get your period, when you complain about cramps, when you seem unusually sensitive and most importantly when you’re fertile. he knows the window, the days he have to make love to you if there’s going to be any chance of conception

꩜.ᐟ but honestly Ford never used to care about kids, his mind always was busy with smth else, for example, saving the galaxy. he never thought about having children because his life was always too dangerous, but now every time you have sex, it’s on his mind, wondering if this is the time, if he'll push himself deep enough, letting his seed coat your insides and stay

꩜.ᐟ you mentioned it once, offhand, said, ‘Ford, what if we had a baby?’ and he almost fell to his knees and thanked you for even considering it

꩜.ᐟ now he fantasies about it, you pregnant, your cute belly swelling, your breasts growing heavier. he wishes to read to you every night, read to the baby, talk to them through your skin

꩜.ᐟ Ford can't help but imagine a child with your eyes and his hair, or perhaps the reverse. a little one clinging to your leg while you cook breakfast, or sitting on his lap while he reads to them from one of his journals, simplifying the complex concepts so they can understand. . . ahhggghhgg

꩜.ᐟ congratulations, its affecting him during sex now. he can't stop thinking about coming inside you without restriction, without fear, about letting it happen naturally, so you would have begged for it yourself. he caught himself saying things, very filthy things, about breeding you, about wanting to watch you swell with his child and the worst part is how much you respond to it

꩜.ᐟ Ford knows that when his sweetheart is ovulating, the cervix moves higher. its softer too, more open. and last night, he damn felt it. pressed the head of his cock right against it, pushed deep and when you gasped, cried out and your glossy eyes widened, he knew you felt it too, he told you he was right at your womb, told you he was filling it and you just whimpered. god, it made him lose his mind

꩜.ᐟ you told him he was too deep but he couldn’t stop, even growled while hiding this pathetic sound in your neck. he had to press into it until he was buried inside you. because for him, he was claiming you, touching the most intimate part of your body, a place only he should reach

꩜.ᐟ Ford doesn't really know what to say when you keep asking him why he's so intense lately. why he stares at you so much. he can’t tell you it's because he's counting the days till your next fertile window

꩜.ᐟ i just know he's a pervert, big pervert, even if he hides it behind “im just observing”, nah. so Ford always spreads you open after. he hates himself for it, but he just have to watch it drip out, see how much of him is still inside you. and fuck, you get embarrassed, squirming and trying to close your thighs but Ford doesn’t let you. he needs to see. needs a proof that he was there

꩜.ᐟ and. . . he didn’t mean to go down on you after finishing inside, but he had to. had to taste the both of you. you were still so sensitive, fluttering and weeping, but that didn't stop him. he had to lick you clean after he came inside you. doesn't matter how filthy it is, it’s. . .uh, it’s scientific! really! making sure it’s all there! making sure nothing’s gone to waste!

he looked good with your mess on his face tho

꩜.ᐟ every time he comes into you as deep as he can, he barely holds back from falling on top of you after after, he just cant resist when you look up at him, dazed, and whisper, ‘again?' smiling and swaying ur hips

꩜.ᐟ the other night, Ford caught himself thinking, what if he kept you so full of him, you couldn’t walk straight? what if he fucked you so thoroughly your legs shook for hours afterward? he loves the idea of your body remembering him, carrying the imprint of him

꩜.ᐟ you asked him to try a new position, smth called the 'mating press.' he didn’t know what it was and felt foolish, having to ask, but when you explained, his brain went blank. he couldn’t think, couldn’t speak, he had to try it right then. he folded your legs back, knees by your ears, and pushed so deep, deeper than he knew was possible

꩜.ᐟ he came inside you like that, immediately. couldn’t stop. held your legs up and just. . . stayed there. plugged you full, thrusting deep, while holding you close as you cried in his shoulder. he groaned and whined loud as fuck too

꩜.ᐟ “mating press was a mistake. an irreversible, devastating mistake.” he attempted it once, under the illusion that he would be able to maintain some semblance of control, but the second he felt his sweetheart that deep, the moment your body trembled like that. . .

꩜.ᐟ you told him once, in the early hours of the morning, when you were still sleepy, that you'd never felt so safe as when you're lying in his arms after he fucked you full. that you need him like this. need him to fill you up and keep you warm, to hold you close. Ford has not stopped thinking about it since

꩜.ᐟ he thought he was sick for needing you this much. for wanting to stay inside you even after he had already finished, just so he could feel you clench around him again, so he could keep himself as deep as possible for as long as possible. he thought he was sick. but when he did it for the first time, pressed his weight down onto you, stayed buried inside you, let his cock soften while you pulsed around him, you didn’t protest, only held him tighter. you wanted it too. and it made him smile against your skin

STANLEY

꩜.ᐟ jesus fucking christ, do you even know what you do to him? what you have been doing to him every day since the moment he met you?

꩜.ᐟ Stan swears to god, doesn’t matter if you've fucked once, twice, a hundred times, all he ever think about is your pussy and how good you feel every damn time

꩜.ᐟ he finds it amusing how you always call him a dirty old man, even when secretly you like it too. hell, you love it! all that tough talk, but you go all soft the second he pulls you on his lap

꩜.ᐟ Stanley realised this kink when he spent three months out at sea with Ford. three whole fucking months. do you have any idea what that does to a man? what it does to him? as soon as he got home, he threw his duffel on the floor, grabbed you, carried you straight to the bedroom (god i love this idea sm)

꩜.ᐟ he literally couldn't keep his greedy hands off you. didn't even think about a condom, didn't ask if you were on anything, just threw you on the bed, yanked off your panties, kissed you senseless and. . . no, didn’t just fuck you. he made love to you. so gently snd slow, so deep, praising you, holding you in his arms. kissed you all over, told you that you're perfect, that he missed you. Stan wasn't gonna stop until you were begging him for more. and damn, you were clinging to him, keeping your legs locked around him after, wouldn’t let your Stanley go. cried a bit more, kissed his neck, said he's never allowed to leave again. so he didn’t, he stayed inside you. stayed as long as you needed him to.

꩜.ᐟ that night, he filled you up real deep, held you tight so you'd know it was real, that he was here and he wasn’t going nowhere. you felt so fucking warm he didn’t wanna pull out. now you're his home. his everything

꩜.ᐟ so after that, he never knew he'd get so obsessed with it. caught himself wondering last night, were you fertile? did it matter tho? he didn't care, just wanted to keep you full, even if there wasn’t a chance

꩜.ᐟ he's not sure if you're trying for a kid or not, but he tries not to overthink about it too much. you want it, he wants it, and even if its not about kids, he'd still be fucking you just the same, still be filling you up until you're dripping with it, still be pushing it back in with his fingers and telling you to keep it there, hold it there, “good fucking girl”

꩜.ᐟ and yeah, Stan loves pushing it back in with his fingers. when he pulls out and it starts leaking out of your pussy, he just always uses his thick fingers to push it back in. keeping his thumb on your overstimulated throbbing clit, two fingers sliding his cum right back inside. he tells you it’s so it doesn’t go to waste. so you don’t miss a chance. you never stop him though

꩜.ᐟ loves it when you’re too dumb to speak. just a lil ragdoll for him, taking everything he gives you. yeah, you’re smart, but not when he's done with you

꩜.ᐟ he needs to keep you filled up, stuff you with himself every chance he gets, doesn’t matter if you're on the pill or no, doesn’t matter if you want a kid or not. i mean, it’s not even about the baby, but about knowing the he could. he could get you all knocked up if he wanted to, put a little part of himself inside you and make you his in every goddamn way

꩜.ᐟ because why’s it so good? why’s it so fucking addictive?

꩜.ᐟ with time, Stan noticed its getting bad. real bad. he can't stop thinking about you swollen with his kid, walking around the shack all round, telling everyone it’s his baby growing inside you. Stan literally sweats. god, you’d look so good pregnant. . .

꩜.ᐟ he started paying attention to your behaviour. counting days in his head whenever you mention cramps or headaches, making mental notes when you buy pads or complain about bloating. he's not a damn scientist like Ford, but he's not stupid either, he knows what it means when it’s been a while and you’re not bleeding

꩜.ᐟ in his dirtiest fantasies he wants to catch you when you’re ovulating, corner you against the wall, yank your clothes down, and fuck you so deep you can’t help but take it. he needs to finish inside you and keep you full, hold you there after, make sure it sticks. hell, he'd do it over and over and over until there’s no chance it didn’t work

꩜.ᐟ you asked Stan once if he thought he'd be a good father and he couldn’t answer you. although, the thought of you round with his kid makes him feral, he's scared he'd end up like his old man. he's sure he'd be a shitty dad, Stan thinks he's too rough and loud, too much like him. but. . . if you wanted it. if you asked him for a baby. fuck. he'd thank you for trusting him with smth like that. for letting him make a family with you

꩜.ᐟ also every time he thinks about you full with his seed, it happens when he's fixing the vending machine, holding a wrench in his hand. jesus. and every time, he has to take a 'smoke break' just to calm down

꩜.ᐟ no matter how rough or how gentle he has been, he just has to lay on top of you after. chest to chest, breath to breath, his warm cock still buried in you. you like it too, wanting him to stay there forever. you play with his hair when he's like this, running your fingers through it, scratching his scalp, whispering the sweetest things he ever heard. you tell him he's the only one you've ever wanted, the only one who made you feel this safe and good

[fictionfixations]

😭😭😭😭😭?????

book 7 jp spoilers (?? what part is it?? ........13....? is it? THE END) thoughts (HOW did i SOMEHOW predict SOME PART OF THIS WTH)

guys what the fuck no sweet baby he looks so distressed im gonna cry

like at first hes like surprised and then

the switch up to distress HURTS

the the fucking white screen with lilia making me so fucking scared like sorry youre not dead right i know you took like a beam but please dont be dead what the fuck

also permanent change to live2d model from now on oh god his horn im forever not going to be able to see his former self the same im just gonna keep seeing his full horns and stuff in cards and think oh sweet un-traumatized baby

i was gonna be like silvers card looks so pretty ill get him and then we have the trio cause i have general lilia, armor of eternal night (i think thats the name or close to it) and then if i get silver itll be the three and i dont have a malleus ssr but idk i could try getting him and then the family could all be together but holy fucking shit im gonna like crash out what do you mean silvers hair is turning blonde what do you mean the blessing is like gone what what what

OH MY GOD I HATE MY PAST SELF LIKE DUDE

you know the jokes of back during like like book 7 in lilia's dream and its like oh my god the fanfics were right

I FUCKING HATE MYSELF WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HOW IN THE FUCK

ahahahaha lets write a silly little fic where silvers hair is turning blonde because what if the blessing is fading because lilia is losing his magic (and is gonna die) and now i wanna hit my past self because what the fuck i was right im gonna crash out holy shit

LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS

AAAAAAA i want to shake my past self like WHAT IS THIS DUDE Oh my god

i just want to say im probably missing a LOT of context im like watching a vod of someone who played through jp twst and relying on youtube subtitles translated into english and i know theyre not that great and they mistranslate stuff but the channel i usually watch which translates it into english wont upload it until like tomorrow or the day after tomorrow and i am not patient enough to wait that long i already saw malleus with his horn broke with that distressed expression and the cutscene of the fight and i couldnt wait cause holy shit lilia what the fuck oh my god please dont die

(If i had the patience id sit through the non-translated video on that channel and take a screenshot for every piece of dialogue and put it through google translate but i do not)

also actually if its not clear im making this post while i havent finished watching through the story

flashbacks to malleus being like if i cant save the ones i hold dear then what is the point of this power at like the beginning of book 7?? i think it was in the context of lilia but like i think silver was crying and malleus was like whats the point of all this strength if i cant help the people i want to???

malleus just trying to use magic to save them but hes too weak he cant its

oh god

if lilia dies malleus is gonna blame himself

oh my god

also malleus in absolute denial like i can fix this (no i cant i cant use magic) meanwhile the diasomnia boys (minus lilia) are like fucking sobbing or in shock like lilia ..???

also wild that this is basically like the one tantrum that lilia isnt safe from? like i mean we know it still hurts him but like

when he has like hi tantrums and usually lilia is there able to withstand it and help him like with like i think the shaved ice thing or when he was born and lilia was there for him even though he was getting hit by lightning bolts but then this tantrum especially with lilia basically unable to do magic he cant.

..............actually i think it says a lot that the two tantrums i can name (i cant recall if he had any others) was general lilia but meanwhile this is like retired peepaw whose gonna die soon

sobbing

i swear this would be reason enough to overblot all over again if he wasnt like utterly drained having JUST come out of one already

HES DEAD? LIKE ACTUALLY DEAD?

NO FUCKING WAY

i

IM NEVER GONNA SEE DIASOMNIA THE SAME AGAIN DUDE HOLY SHIT CONSEQUENCES

WHAT?? IN MY TWISTED WONDERLAND GAME???? NO WAY.....

guys what the fuck

'a wish is purer and more powerful than any magic' CAN PEEPAW NOT DIE IM BEGGING PRETTY PLEASE

if this was another story silver would be hating malleus' guts like 😭😭😭 and malleus poor baby would probably take it like oh no :(

BUT ITS NOT BECAUSE THEYRE BOTH LILIAS SONS

AND HE LOVES THEM VERY MUCH

AND THEY LOVE HIM BACK

AND UIWAHDUfseijgk

HOLY FUCKING SHIT THE PEEPAW IS AWAKE

i should make like a joke or something about him being old but imw eudfhsjdkm

lilia rhfisuheisjkm

and for all intents and purposes silver looks exactly like the dawn knight right now and yet lilia doesnt look at him with hate (see past silver he loves you so fucking much im irsdfhusjasiekdfo)

LILIA QUICK BLESS SILVER AGAIN HIM BEING BLONDE MAKES ME SO SCARED THAT YOURE GONNA LIKE DROP DEAD OR SOMETHING

hmm (back on en we just got like the pomefiore part)

dude now thats its over i feel like a weight has been lifted my eyes are like glazing over the words now that we're out of the danger zone and like in an actual normal setting and we're not in a dream this feels so weird and the stream is not even halfway done 💀

oh god the novel of book 7 is gonna be so much worse i just know it

i always feel a lot more hesitant to read the novels of stuff when there are alternatives cause while i know theyre good i know im gonna be sobbing hella hard dude and book 7 has already got me sobbing so many times im gonna be a mess (i wonder how tf they're gonna write it anyways dude holy shit its long)

oh my god peepaws coming back to school

i stare at the diasomnia boys and think theyre gonna have problems when like lilia and malleus eventually leave next year and like

i think theres a word for it but its not coming to mind right now my brain is fried

HIS HAIRS SILVER AGAIN

im so sorry if he like appeared earlier and i just didnt notice him but YEAHHH

fhsdiuf

everythings back to normal

except malleus' horn uh whoops. idk how ill feel seeing him in like a normal setting but with his horn like that. will it feel weird? idk

okay so actually somehow malleus overblotting was the good choice because it led to the circumstances that led to lilia coming back and his magic too

i mean idk about you but idk in what normal context one would break malleus' horn off and then it resonates with silvers ring or something and peepaw has magic again

like idk before i felt like overblots were maybe preventable in its not necessary? like i know they come out of it with a new perspective and new things they learned and grow stronger from it but id like to believe somehow theres a way to also get that character growth without like nearly dying with the power of like communication although that might be a more naive view because theyd be more likely to keep it hidden then to say it out loud but id like to hope okay

but hmm

and whose to even say that its like a fixed thing for all i know the miracle only happened BECAUSE lilia was dead and so their shared desire, wish, for lilia to be back and boom miracle

am i making sense? i dont think i am

wait is the invitation date on silvers birthday??

GODDAMN

definitely not in a normal setting but like okay king pop off you are rocking that missing half your horn dude

now cmon wheres the birthday fit for silver, cough it up

look at himmmm

like dude i saw his groovy and ive been mesmerized also sebbie 🥺 (LMAO GRIM)

the music playing from my playlist right now is so inappropriate 😭

what

what

WHAT

wait wait do we get SILVER VANROUGE?!?!?!?!?!??!

im gonna like slow down cause youtube subtitles are not doing this justice

also actually i made a post awhile back of why no sllver vanrouge because vanrouge is a courtesy name (and lilia is explaining it rn)

hes explaining vanrouge doesnt suit him as it was a name given to him by her majesty for his military achievements and like it means red which is a name too strong for silver

and also that it is the name of his real parents' enemy so to make him wear that burden

:(((((

cmoon lilia its his 18th birthday give it to him

even sebek is like CMONN

'as long as theres love it is an era where humans and fae can become family' and SEBEK WOULD KNOW BECAUSE HE IS SO VERY LOVED IN A FAMILY FULL OF HUMANS AND FAE ANDAIUWHSAUIYHFSDUIJKOL

i like actually just squealed for a second there holy shit like usually its a little muffled like with mouth closed but !!!!

SILVER VANROUGE!!!!

it was so loud i should not be doing this late at night LMAO im like directly next to a wall which on the other side is a person who is sleeping so like oops

OFFICIALLY FAMILY

OH MY GOD MALLEUS LEARNING WHO SANG THE LULLABY TO HIM HES SEEING HIS MAMA IMF ESIDUHFUISHFJAIKFS

SHE WOULD BE SO PROUD TO SEE YOU MALLEUS

LEIA or is it leah i dunno

!!!!! ???????

PFF THEYRE MAGICKING SILVERS CAPE i have no idea what theyre saying ill check later but haha blue pink, scroll up to see the groovy where he has both awee

LMAO the parents go on screen and the streamer playing it misses a note and like dude i would be the same id miss a note because id be so distracted staring like !!!!!

on an actual note im so happy they didnt just have him walking around in dawn knight armor but he has an outfit outside of the armor id feel so awkward knowing its just the dawn knight model with dyed hair

WAIT WE CAN ACTUALLY SEE HIS TAIL CONFIRMED HE HAS A TAIL. i know there was one in like his overblot form but like correct me if im wrong but i dont think we've ever seen it before??

no wait actually where if father we saw leia can we saw the dad raverne or levan or something i forget?? something like that

actually but now i finally understand how tf silver saw his mom like dude i saw like her model (and i think a screenshot of him with leia and the dawn knight) and im just staring at malleus post-overblot fight like we're not in a dream anymore how tf does he meet them ?????

actually while we're here i wanna see sebbie's family he has siblings right and im like pretty sure theyre on good terms

we got silver showered in love and now i just wanna see happy fluff of sebbie being loved too (i know he is im just ive seen so much angst today i need it)

i mean he technically got it with baur (baul? ??? i remember briefly being confused because so while i was in book 6 hell i was watching someone go through 7 so on their stream it said 'baul' and then i play through it and its changed to baur so im just like okay which is it ???)

BUT THAT WAS A DREAM VERSIOn

so fuck

book 8 probably huh?

stares at prologue boss who looks suspiciously like grim

[bun-z-bakery]

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A/N: I'm backkkk!! I've been reading alien fics lately and wanted to make something with our best boi! it's a silly one-shot but my love for alien!dogday might make me write another:3 P.S. i did some research for this so dont come for me if something is wrong blame google!

Alien!Dogday x GN!Reader CW: injury

The rapid beeping of the ship forced you out of your sleep. The red lights flickered as a warning causing you to head to the control panel to assess the situation quickly. "WOAH!" The ship began to shake violently as you bashed away at the controls, a vain attempt to put your ship back onto course. Crackling can be heard coming from your transmitter "...Co...Ang..." The signal was weakening and you needed to work quickly. "HELLO? I NEED AID IMMEDIATELY!"

You cried as you began to mentally prepare for the worst as you suited up and strapped yourself into a seat.

Your body began to jerk harshly against the restraints of the safety harness. You could feel the air around you getting hotter and hotter as your eyes locked onto the windows turning into a tinted orange as the flames grew from the nose of your ship to the sides... Between those flames, you just barely caught a glimpse of the tiny planet you call home. The distance made you realize how far you were, and alone. Metal began to wail against itself as you felt your last breath leave your body. 

Your eyes flutter open and the flash of a dim flickering light fills your vision before your eyes can adjust. You blink, disoriented and with ringing ears. You're alive by some miracle. Slowly you try to rise to your feet though before you can move a sharp pain violently runs through your leg, making you fall back onto the ground. You wince in pain as you look around "Wait there's... gravity?" Quickly you begin piecing everything together. You never made it to your destination you were now sitting in a completely different orbit.

You remove the now broken harness strap that clung onto your shoulder. The small crack in your helmet almost sent you into a panic. Your breathing was fine however any more damage could lead to bigger problems than being injured in space.

"Mission control... Do you read me?" Your throat croaked. You were desperately in need of water and aid. You were stranded on a planet

with no equipment that could keep you alive and you only had your oxygen tank left to spare.

Your headset crackled and the voice was once again barely audible. "An... Stat... Aid..."

"I'm alive, but I only hav-" The area dimmed as a giant shadow loomed over you.

You ignored the static voice coming from your transmitter. There was nothing you could use to defend yourself. Tears formed in your eyes as you sat as still as humanly possible.

Something was whistling behind you. 

You try to stabilize your breathing as the shadow begins to slowly disappear. You take a sigh in relief yet you still weren't alone. Turning to your left you find yourself face to face with a furry creature. It seems like its stare was out of curiosity rather than fear. The creature was one like you've never seen before. 

It was canine-looking, with orange fur and what looked to be a sun symbol on the darker part of its fur that blended with the lighter parts. Its fluffy ears and tail looked soft, you were almost tempted to reach out to feel them. But what stood out to you the most was its antenna. Orange like its fur but had green at the tips, the same green spots and stripes were also had on its tail and ears. 

It seemed friendly enough, it hasn't tried to hurt you... Yet. "H-hello?" you wave at the creature as it begins to inspect you from where it stands. It chirps as it crouches down and holds your helmet in its hands.

"No no!" you protest as it reaches your helmet. Your injuries prevented you from putting up a fight, you watch as it continues to gently pry off your helmet. You could only watch in fear as you slowly begin to suffocate now from the lack of oxygen. Your body begins to feel like it could explode as your vision blurs. Two furry hands gently hold onto the sides of your face as the blurred sight of an orange blob swiftly pulls your face into its own. 

"What.." you look around in confusion. There the creature was, sitting in front of you cross-legged and smiling back at you. "You startled me there! I thought I had lost you!" 

"You- I can understand you. Wait." you look around and spot your cracked helmet off to the side. You begin to panic yet continue to breathe just fine. 

"You're safe! But you're hurt." 

It puts a furry hand on your head to help calm you. Confused and on the brink of losing your mind you decide to not struggle for fear of making it or him angry. 

You could hear the faint crackle coming from your helmet, you knew what the sound meant. "It sounds worried about you." He begins as he rises to his feet. "Your home... is broken." He looks down at the debris that surrounds you both. 

"My hom-HEY!" You were cut off as the furry creature gently picked you up and began to float. 

"PUT ME DOWN!" You shout as he continues to float away while holding you comfortably in his arms.

"Do you wish to float yourself?" 

He asks cautiously now sensing your fear. His ears fall flat as his antenna droop slightly. 

"N-no, humans can’t float..." 

This must be his first encounter with a human. You think to yourself as you ponder what this discovery could mean for you. You'd have a hand in it, sure. But what about him? What would happen to him if you brought him back to earth with your crew? 

"Good thing we've arrived then!" He cheers happily as he gracefully and gently sits you both on the rough ground, releasing you from his gentle hold. His orange hand points to the sky, you follow his hand and gaze at the sight in awe. Dozens of stars dance around the sky above you. They remind you of the star showers back home as they zoomed past you two and twinkled, you couldn't help but smile at the sight. 

"Beautiful right?" 

"They are," you respond, still in awe as you continue watching. "Do you have a name?" You cautiously ask.

"I was given the name Dogday." A small cloud of dust begins to form as his tail slowly starts to wag in excitement. 

"Do you have a name, little human?" you glance up at him, his antennae begin to give off a faint green glow. 

"My friends call me Angel." 

"Angel..." 

He parrots back in a tone as sweet as honey. You smile at him and he

does the same. Oddly enough you start feeling more at ease. "Do you know where we are right now?" You ask as you relax onto his furry arm. Your gentle movements made his tail wag even faster. "We're sitting on the star home with petals!" 

He answers happily. You tilt your head slightly in confusion but quickly realize what he meant. 

"Petals?..." you were confused with what he had meant. You look around in an attempt to see what he might be referring to, and an excited gasp leaves your lips upon the realization of where you two are currently seated. "We're on Saturn!" 

You exclaim, catching the poor creature off guard. He lets our happy chirp as he mirrors your expression. 

"Humans give names to the star homes?" 

You nod with a hum. Dogday was more than pleased with the conversation and your company. You begin to play with the ground, tracing the ground's rough textures next to your legs. He chirps happily once again upon seeing how relaxed you are now. 

"We do. On my star home, all of them have names!" 

"Your star home?..." 

Dogday looks at you with big puppy eyes. He felt a tug in his chest once he realized you wouldn't be here with him forever. After years of being alone. He felt something he never thought he'd feel again Happiness.

As if on cue, you heard the faint crackle coming from your helmet that lay in the distance. You turn your attention to it however you notice something in the distance. A bright ball of flames sped towards the location where you crashed. It was a rescue crew. 

"I need to get my helmet back and I need you to hide!" You quickly explain as you try to stand only to wince in pain once you move your leg. Your leg was still injured and you didn't want to risk Dogday being taken or worse... 

"Dogday!" You exclaim as he quickly scoops you in his arms and floats you both back to where the debris lies untouched. He gently set you down and helped you put your helmet back on. You fiddled with your gloves, making sure they were still on securely. "Angel!" You glance in the direction of his voice, unaware he left your side. Your eyes widen once you notice he is much bigger than before, his body still shrinking to the size you had seen him originally as he quickly float-walked closer to where you sat. 

"Dogday?" 

"Take!" He has a big grin on his face, and the green hue of his antennae grows brighter. You chuckle as you hold out your arm and he slips on a golden bangle that looks oddly familiar. You examine it once he lets out a satisfied hum. 

"From this star home!" that's when it clicked, it was one of Saturn's "petals" as he refers to them. It radiated a soft glow and had a pleasant chill. Now one of Saturn's rings somehow rests comfortably on your wrist.

"Stay..." His eyes began to tear up, you motion for him to lean down and gently place a gloved hand on his face.

"I have to go. Thank you for this." You stated softly as you stroked his cheek with your thumb. A sad smile crept up on his face as he tapped your helmet. You close your eyes as a soothing sensation washes over your body. 

Once you opened them Dogday was gone. 

You look around for him but instead, you spot a figure above you. It was them, they had arrived. The rescue crewmates began to help you back to their ship. They made sure you were in stable condition and treated you with what they had on board. No human could've survived what you just did yet here you were alive. You look out the small window, watching Saturn become smaller and smaller at a rapid pace. 

The sound of chatter began to drown out as you slowly began to succumb to tiredness. The adrenaline wore you out and the only thing that filled your body now was pain. An orange fuzzy face that startled you as it stared at you. It was Dogday! You wave at him and flash him a warm smile. His face was covered in tears and his lips quivered as he waved at you sadly. He pushes himself away and watches as you fly back to your home planet. Even though your time together was short you can help but feel a tug in your chest. 

Little did you know you had just been courted by the lonely dog-alien.

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed! I want to get back to being active again so send in those requests! here's all the characters i write for currently!

[marzipanlvr]

i have a toxic trait i literally check every 30 min to see if the writers that i follow on tumblr have updated anything and if they do i eat it up every time.. IT'S GETTING OBSESSIVE YALL DONT EVEN..SECOND TOXIC TRAIT...now this one is ACTUALLY toxic..i spam as anon. IM SO SORRY i spam as different types of people but it's actually me because i have a lot of ideas and they have a lot of potential but im scared to say "hey everything is from me!" so i change my typings and wordings and act as different type of anons... call me phantom but pLEASE DONT HATE ON ME A GIRL IS DESPERATE PLEASE IM SORRY im not weird i swear..

btw here's a list of good writers i recommend bcoz im a team player and i will NOT gatekeep and hopefully if u read these writers u can be inspired to put urself out there hehe becoz the same thing happened to me!! i love people's minds YALL ARE TOO CREATIVE 3EWYDUSDHSB

@taelophone - absolute SWEETHEART, tae was my FIRST LUIGI FANFIC WRITER ON TUMBLR THAT I ACTUALLY LOVED AND THOUGHT ABOUT. OMG SO YES MAYBE I AM BIASED AND IF TAE ACCIDENTALLY ALLEGEDLY SETS A HOSPITAL ON FIRE THEN I WILL STAY BY HER SIDE AT ALL TIMES AND TAKE THE BLAME MYSELF AND GET THE DEATH PENALTY WITHOUT QUALMS !!, but in all seriousness tae's writing and how every word is completely tailored to humanize luigi is amazing. the way that i literally get sucked in a time warp whenever tae tries to put luigi's character into perspective. by the way, there was this one anon that typed a rlly long paragraph about how fanfiction is a great way to show light unto all the morals and lessons that luigi is trying to teach us and tae was so sweet about it. literally produced one of most educated response ive ever seen and even encouraged anon to keep sharing??!! like what. PLEASE. id die for tae ID LIVE FOR TAE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH ID GIVE U MY LEFT LUNG RIGHT KIDNEY WTV U NEED

@mrsmangi - MRSMANGI IS THE REASON I STILL BREATHE OKAY. mrsmangi is the deny to my defend to my DEPOSE YALL DONT EVEN GET IT. did yall see the pinned post it's literally a link to signing the petition for luigi btw here's the link u guys should check it out

mrs mangi does a GREAT JOB on again, humanizing luigi!! i repeat the word humanizing so much because good writers don't worry about being agreed or disagreed with, good writers worry for the need to HAUNT. i mean this because a good piece of art or literature must impact you in ALL aspects of your life to the point that you think about it even in the little things and mrs mangi does ALL THATT not to mention the fact that the community in the blog is oh so sacred because of mrs mangi's direct hospitality and open-mindedness !! literally using an already existing platform to raise awareness and shed light. and the most popular fics Past Life and Found are just amazing pieces of art im so glad i clicked on it no bcoz WTF.?? WHAT INSTANCE MADE U THINK OF THESE MASTERPIECES? that's insane. you're insane. you're mind makes me go kaboom. I LOVE YOU

@mangionebabymama yall THIS BLOG is literally HEAVEN SENT. 1) the anons are soooo creative 2) mangionebabymama literally matches the anon's freak and ALWAYS GIVES BACK WHAT IS RECEIVED. now that is a TRUE diva. 3) yall seen the recent post? literally saying THANK YOU for being apart of this community ??? excuse me?? no maam THANK YOU for being apart of this community. mangionebabymama is INCREDIBLE. and PHENOMENAL. i would pay real money and give up a piece of my brain to know what's going on in mangionebabymama's head. STOP IT. IM SO OBSESSED WITH THIS SPECIFIC BLOG. MANGIONEBABYMAMA WAS A COMPLETE GAME CHANGER. there is so much CREATIVITY that bleeds out and so much love!! it's a safe haven for all us heathens and sisterwives to be ourselves, most importantly mangionebabymama really moves and inspires people on the DAILYY the writing is top tier, the headcannons or random thoughts are SERVINGGG YALLLL MANGIONEBABYMAMA PLEASE ADOPT ME. mangionebabymama was a late find of mine but oh so precious oh my goooooooodnesssssss !! im so lucky to even be apart of this community and discover the random thoughts or words that mangionebabymama wants to say. i want to say thank you and give a MASSIVE hug but i know that thank yous and massive hugs will never EVER EVER be able to justify how much freedom i feel when i go through that blog. I CANT. if i die soon then the cause of death will be "died thinking of mangionebabymama's sheer greatness." THANK YOUS CANT SURPASS WHAT I WANT TO SAY SO I HAVE TO SETTLE WITH I LOVE YOU. shshwduyshjbsjdk

that's it. :) anw love luigi breathe luigi free luigi!!

[grimsonandclover]

Hey guys, I'm getting really annoyed by minors continuously ignoring our MDNI warnings and our post talking about them. We have several people we're cautious about and continuously seeing those same users interact time and time again when we both know they shouldn't be is getting really frustrating. Especially when a lot of us get that human feeling of "goddd I really want to tell them to stop but the idea of confronting them makes me want to die horrifically" and we're still trying to work up to getting over it and asking you directly.

"I'm mature for my age" well fucking clearly. "But everyone is an adult what an I meant to do" That's not our concern, I'm sorry. There are a lot of other spaces you can be in, but purposefully ignoring us time and time again when we tell you "LEAVE US ALONE" is not the fucking solution. Jesus Christ, a lot of us openly and freely talk about sex and kinks/fetish and overshare about way too much for a minor to see. How many time do you need to be told that WE DONT WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT WITH YOU. I don't care if I or someone else made a post talking about the weather, if we tell minors to not interact *multiple times*, stop interacting. It's getting hard to be polite or understanding when it's been discussed several times openly and publicly. Please, I am begging you, fuck off and listen to people's boundaries. Just because we are a username on your screen doesn't mean we aren't actual people with morals and feelings. I am a real person with real concerns, so are other people here. Stop ignoring us because it inconveniences you and you want to interact with smut as a child. That's beyond uncomfortable. Every time you interact, you are choosing your comfort over ours.

We do talk about this among ourselves. We are aware of who to look out for. We do tell eachother "Oh god someone ignored my mdni again" and we do all roll our eyes.

Secondly, if you were someone who ignored this boundary as a minor, interacted with MDNI blogs, and then turned 18 and continued on like nothing happened: I still don't like you. We still roll our eyes. You still crossed a boundary made clear to you multiple times and assumed you were exempt. You still disregarded our feelings as an inconvenience to you. Not cute, not quirky, not okay, I don't forgive you.

It's dangerous. We care because its fucking dangerous. Look at the whole "someone shared scat with minors" incident that just happened (no youre not getting told who it was, we've blocked eachother so to me that's as resolved as it will get. Don't come into my inbox trying to snoop around for gossip. It's fucking gross. Im not talking about it further). We can control other adults as much as we can control children being on our page, and I 1000% blame the adult in every situation like this, but you can avoid being the next person to get shared shit fics with by not interacting when we tell you not to. We have been the kids in these scenarios. We've been on the internet as long or longer than you have been. We know why we have these feelings and why we've asked minors to not interact with us and our space. We don't want to be the same people who hurt us before.

[inkandarsenic]

I had a dream last night that could have been a fic and I’m disappointed that it wasn’t.

It was Buck and Eddie like after the last episode after Eddie was like “this changes nothing between us” and at first, everything was fine and normal but then it became very apparent after like six months that something very much had changed between them, like Buck was still dating Tommy and Eddie was still dating Marisol and in the field they were as in sync as ever but then everywhere else there was this weird distance between them? Like they were still best friends but like fundamentally they were Buck and Eddie instead of BuckandEddie like they used to be and everyone else in the 118+ could see it and they couldn’t

And then suddenly they could see it, because Buck was at Eddie’s and something happened and he needed to change his shirt but he realized that for the first time in years, probably since Eddie got shot, Buck didn’t have anything of his at the Diaz house. A couple weeks later, Eddie was telling the 118 a story about Chris and Buck had no idea what’s going on in the story and they (Buck and Eddie) were talking about it and they realize that it’s been a while since Buck picked Chris up from school or just like had a day that was just the two of them. And then there was some gathering at Eddie’s house instead of Bobby and Athena’s, and Buck makes cookies at his loft and brings them and Maddie points it out, and Buck has a mini crisis as he realizes abruptly that he is a guest in Eddie’s house and he was looking around and the couch was new (Marisol had convinced Eddie to buy a new one) and he hadn’t even realized.

And then Eddie and Marisol and Buck and Tommy were going on a double date at Olive Garden of all places but Marisol couldn’t make it, so it was just Buck and Eddie and Tommy and it was awkward and Tommy was like “look i haven’t known you guys as long as everyone else around you but even I can tell that there is something not right here and you need to talk it out and fix it because you’re both not the same with your lives being almost completely separate, it’s like not natural for you two.”

And they start talking except it kinda devolves into grocery store fight 2.0, about Buck not being there for Chris and not being around except this time it’s kinda on both of them and it’s really no one’s fault but it’s kinda both their faults. And this argument makes its way into their work life where they’re just not as in sync in the field.

And then something happened on a call (unclear what) that wasn’t really anyone’s fault but Buck blamed himself and the current issues he’s having with Eddie, and asked Bobby to be put on B-Shift for awhile and it was just super awkward in the firehouse and Bobby was talking to Eddie and was like “I don’t know what’s going on but whatever it is you need to fix it” and Eddie was like “I dont know what’s going on either, Buck and I just aren’t the same since he started dating Tommy” and Bobby was like “maybe you need to evaluate that because that’s something that only seems to be affecting you.”

And then like a week later, Eddie and Marisol broke up, and Marisol was all “it’s because of Buck isn’t it, you love him more than me.” And Eddie did not work through that, he just went to Buck’s despite still sort of being in a fight and they got drunk on Buck’s couch and Eddie kissed Buck just kinda out of the blue and then was like “fuck I didn’t mean to do that” and left.

Buck told Tommy immediately the next time he saw him (because he learned his lesson from Taylor) and Tommy was pretty cool about it but he was also like “hey maybe you should think about that because you don’t actually seem all that upset by the fact that Eddie kissed you just that he kissed you while you’re dating me and I feel like that says something” because Tommy is a real one.

After like two weeks wherein Eddie goes to great lengths to avoid Buck outside of calls despite being on the same shift again, and Buck talking through it in therapy and with Maddie, Buck breaks up with Tommy (who again is very chill about all of it and is like “we can all still be friends just give me a little space for a while”) and then he drove to the Diaz house and Eddie saw him pulling up and met him outside and it was raining so they really should have gone inside but I digress. And Eddie was like “Buck it’s like midnight what are you doing here” and Buck was all “i broke up with Tommy because you kissed me” and Eddie was like “fuck I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do that I never meant to get in between you two” and is just sort of spiraling and Buck can’t get a word in so instead Buck kisses Eddie and Eddie is just like “Oh. So you aren’t mad.” And Buck laughed and was all “No I’m not mad I’m in love with you”

And then my neighbor’s kid started screaming and woke me up so I didn’t even get to see the ending and I’m kinda mad about it because I wanna see how everyone else reacted to all of this

[jackrabbit-fandom]

Got a request to make a fic for caeser, so i took a crack at it. This surprisingly didn't take me as long as I expected-

Warnings: None, really? Mentions of fights, possible bad Grammer and spelling mabye a bit ooc. This is my first actual fic. Cut me some slack-

My friend helped me write it: @rjasmin2021

Reader is GN, mostly uses you for them.

@sonicdude187

While working at the bar, you had heard about the Sons of Calydon getting into a huge fight with a gang that was causing a ruckus and problems for people who would go in and out of the Outer Ring to get to New Eridu

Worried, you decide to ask if you could leave early to go check on the group once they came back from their little trip

"Thank god you are all fine"

They were alive at least, though cuts and bruises covered a few of them. Burnice seemed full of energy still despite this, likely because it seemed they were the ones that came out on top.

You were scanning over the others looking for one specific person, who as of this moment was being scolded by two of her members.

"This is why I should be the leader! I wouldn't have been so stupid as to run in and get beat up like that!"

"Are you planning to challenge me again? I still have some energy left"

Well more like one was scolding her while the other was making sure they didn't end up fighting again. Lighter was watching both lucy and caesars back and forth.

"Cut it out you two, it's not time for another brawl you both need to rest"

The champions attention went towards you, who had been making your way towards the three, both Worried and a little more then annoyed.

"Ill leave the boss' care to you then..."

"Caesar!"

You called out to the leader who suddenly tensed but turned to face you with a nervous smile

"Oh! Hey you..."

She couldn't even continue as she gulped at the look that you had

"I-I can explain!"

She said while Lucy could be heard huffing from the back while grumbling under her breath

Piper let out a sigh as she shook her head while you stomped towards the group's leader

"I heard what happened and with Lucy's reaction i dont even need to ask to know what you did"

You said, staring her down before going and dragging Caesar to your home

You would have a hard time dragging someone as strong as the Sons of Calydon's leader but since she wasn't resisting, you managed to get home in record time

"How many times did I tell you to not jump into fights without thinking? See what happened to you? Luckily your friends were there to support you"

Words came out of your mouth before your brain could register anything but can anyone blame you? You were worried...!

Once you had finally arrived you ordered her to sit at the kitchen table, heading to grab the first aid kit that eventually because mainly for her.

There were of course your typical items, band-aids and ointments, but there were also wraps for bigger areas and even a sewing kit added for bigger fights she would sometimes get into

"Why can't you just be more careful?"

Of course you were still scolding her as you started to clean and care for the wounds.

"I have to protect the others, it comes with being the leader...'

She hissed from the sting of the alcohol on one of the cuts she had received on her face

"We won anyway....and now ones to badly hurt"

"And yet here you are, covered in your own blood and bruises"

Caesar just smiled at you as you continued to clean her wounds

"Yeah but now I get a cute nurse to patch me up"

That made you pause for a moment, only to then glare at her

"Now isn't really the time for your flirting Caesar"

Once her wounds were cleaned you patched the bigger ones with a bit of gauze and the smaller ones with band-aids

"There, next time I'm tempted to leave you to deal with it on your own...."

Before you could fully walk away from her, caesar had grabbed your arm and pulled you back into her lap, wrapping her arms around you.

"Are you really that upset?"

"You keep getting hurt...one day you could pick a fight with the wrong person and be killed..."

Caesar sighed as she held you close

"Thats always a possibility out here....I cant promise anything, but i can say I'll fight like hell to come back to you"

She planted a kiss on the top of your head, loosening her grip a bit when you turned to wrap your own arms around her neck only for it to tighten again

"You better not die or ill never forgive you"

"Haha, I know, I know... I won't doubt you'd resurrect me only to kill me yourself!"

"..."

"But you'd never do that!"

"....."

"... Right?"

[hypernova-writes]

Hi guys! It's Nova here on a serious note.

Tw: hospitalization, sickness.

So i had to be hospitalized again, im currently typing this from my hospital bed at the moment, I don't know when I'll be released, hopefully tomorrow though.

But with that being said since I'm going to be out of work for a while, once I feel better I plan on posting to my kofi, doing exclusive fics to make up for the missing work days. And I know most of you are probably like "nova rest!" I will..I just..I feel awful.

Mostly because I use my money to help out around the house, I do alot in that house...and my father..decided to go out and get high and sell drugs instead of checking on me while I was literally fighting for my life.

AND AS IM WRITING THIS, ONLY CALLS ME TO TELL ME TO OPEN THE FRONT DOOR FOR HIM.

Not to ask if I'm okay, dude literally tried to blame me for not telling him I was in the hospital...MY MOMMS TOLD YOU AT AROUND 9 SOMETHING AND YOU STILL DIDNT CALL.

like..I cant anymore..I cant..You guys are my only escape besides cosplaying with my friends..and I can't do that due to financial strains because of this home, where I'm stressed 24/7.

So I'll be setting up a cashapp on top of my Kofi, if you want to donate. You don't have to, I'm just putting it out there because I dont know how go fund me really works..I might do research when I get better.

But i apologize for the lack of fics and requests for the next few days or weeks..I don't know when I'll get better..I hope it's soon. But if anything happens to me, i want you all to know how much of an impact you all have made on my life, you made ne love writing again, a passion I'd lost because of people (*couch cough certain family cough cough*) telling me it was a waste writing for strangers on the internet and that I needed a real job.

I'll keep you all posted when I'm release and how I'm doing. But God I hope i get better...because I'm so scared for my life..luckily My partner was getting off work and I called him. Because if I was alone..I probably wouldn't be here..

With Love, Hope and Joy,

Nova

[lemmetreatya]

babyyyyyy we’re gonna need that fútbol player!onyankapon fic asappp😩😩😩

your wish is my command wifeeeyyyy

content: afab!reader, possesive!ony, smut, missionary, marking, creampie, breeding

footballer!onyankopon always had a focused mindset when it came to his career -- seldom not occupied on his craft -- but when it came to you? things were different.

footballer!onyankopon who fell head over heels in love with you whilst you used to cheer on your brother at the stand during sunday league matches. footballer!onyankopon who'd bashfully tell you pre-game that any goal he scores will be for you and would always give you a half looped smile whenever he did

footballer!onyankopon who proposes 3 years into your relationship once he gets the greenlight that hes gonna go pro, telling you it'd be wrong to go any further without making you his sole cheerleader. you end up getting to know most of his new teammates but because youre just naturally so bubbly, sometimes footballer!onyankopon can get a bit jealous

"cant lie, if you ever fumble her, know im next in line" are the words that act as the limit to footballer!onyankopon's patience. he knows that theres a sharing mentality with most footballers and the girls they sleep with but thats just not who you are. so, you can only imagine your absolute surprise when footballer!onyankopon is a lot more pouty that night than he usually ever is

"baby, dont talk to my teammates ever again" he says with his toothbrush half sticking out his mouth.

you cant help but giggle at him from the bed, eyeing him over your book. especially concerning how quickly he rushed out the bathroom to tell you this.

"what happen now? another article suspecting theres a secret affair going on?"

footballer!onyankopon quickly pops back into the bathroom to spit the toothpaste out of his mouth before answering you from the sink, unseen.

"they want you after youre 'done' with me."

you can hear the slight despondency in his voice which makes you place down the book on your bedside table to sit up in bed.

"you know thats silly, right? like you know i could never actually be 'done' with you. its you or death."

"ay, ay, ay dont talk like that!" footballer!onyankopon comes out the bathroom having rinsed and dried his mouth. he seems slightly offput by your words but it doesnt hide the slight pang of pain that he wears on his face. even though he was coming to lie down next to you, you still open his side of the duvet for him to lie under.

"no but its true. its us or nothing. no ones having me after nobody, its only me and you papa."

footballer!onyankopon snuggles in next to you but can only find himself staring at the ceiling. he does however appreciate the heat of you next to him

"i know. its just...i dont like thinking about it."

"then dont." you say softly. "think instead about how you do have me and how you have me now. in fact i want you to show me how no one else gets to touch me but you."

footballer!onyankopon doesnt have to be told twice or given an excuse to show you that you were his. to have your anklet with his initials on practically kissing your earlobes as he fucks into you possessively. he was so eager to prove that you were his alone that hed forgotten to prep you as he revels in the feeling of your cunt hugging his cock.

its a tight fit but with how your calling out his name and no one elses?! who can blame him if "mine, mine, mine" is all he keeps chanting into your slick mouth

footballer!onyankopon doesnt mind too much when you scratch at his back in a possesive manner. it'll probably sting him during the salt water bath tomorrow but he doesnt care. he'll probably be teased by his teammates about it during the locker rooms but fuck it, even better. right now, with how pliably succumbing you were for him, there was nothing you could do that'd put him off you.

footballer!onyankopon didn't usually but he couldnt help but to empty himself inside of you; his prime showcase of possession. maybe if you were to have a swollen stomach and then a child that looked exactly like him, his teammates will know not to utter such futile words to him

"let them know that no ones ever getting a turn with me" you mumble as you lightly finger the swollen cross hatching across footballer!onyankopon's back the morning after.

footballer!onyankopon slightly hisses at the sensitivity of it but hes warmly chuckling in response. considering hes sat on the edge of the bed, he turns round to bend and lay a kiss to your forehead.

"dont worry. theyll be more than aware." he assures, smile warm

[aizawas-dryeye]

🍉!!please read if ur curious about more ways to help those in gaza!!🍉

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WIPS

(** = NSFW ^^ = DARK CONTENT)

honey don’t feed me i will come back (astarion)**

tags: smut, reader has a vagina but no pronouns, dom!astarion, blood drinking, biting, penetrative sex, dirty talk, name calling (dear, darling, love, pet, sweet)

summary: astarion invites (begs) you to come to his tent for a little fun

untitled (astarion)**

tags: ascended!astarion, mean!astarion, yandere!astarion, gn!reader, vampire!reader, biting, blood drinking, ANGST BITCH LIKE WOW, unrequited love, smut, name calling (love, whelp, darling, bitch), degradation

summary: your fate is simple: to be utterly possessed, controlled, and used by your reborn lover

eden (halsin)**

tags: gn!reader, mating season, abo adjacent, ruts, knotting, vague description of genitals, loss of virginity, penetrative sex, so much cum, size difference, halsin big, possessiveness, breeding

summary: losing your virginity to halsin

break me, bite me (toji fushiguro)^^

tags: DEAD DOVE, reader has a vagina but no pronouns mentioned, noncon/rape, knotting, lowkey hunting, blood, bunny!reader, wolf!toji, he hits u like once, size kink, dirty talk

summary: being lost in the woods is dangerous business, especially for such a tiny bunny. let the hunt begin

nursing on a poison (leon kennedy)**

tags: reader has a vagina but no pronouns mentioned, vendetta!leon, erectile dysfunction, lowkey mediocre sex, riding, masturbation (p and v), pls he is so annoying and awful, toxic!leon, he thinks about smacking you, hair pulling, sadism, alcoholism

summary: whiskey dick is a real thing and leon is proof, annoyingly so

mirror mirror (shouta aizawa)**

tags: reader has a vagina but no pronouns mentioned, fingering, dirty talk, mirrors, pet names (baby, honey) teasing, no sex

summary: you made the mistake of insulting yourself in front of your boyfriend

lipstick lullaby (gojo satoru)**

tags: f!reader, sub!gojo, sleepy sex, slight somnophilia but not really, desperate bby gojo, "just the tip", unprotected sex, pet names (baby, babe, good girl), m mommy kink

summary: gojo is spoiled beyond words, but you’re to blame. you just can’t say no to your baby

glint (leon kennedy)^^

tags: DEAD DOVE, noncon/rape, mentions of child abuse, good ol catholic guilt (i was raised baptist so please be patient lmao), he covers ur head with a pillow, crying

summary: pt 2 of shiny

stuck on a little hot mess (nanami kento)**

tags: reader has a vagina but no pronouns, drinking, cheating, nanami is married with kids lmao, could be considered dubcon bc hes ur boss and also alcohol, age gap, blowjob, he calls u kid, GUILT, reader is a bitch, he fucks u in the guest bedroom

summary: nanami swears you were sent by the devil himself

REQUESTS

i dont have many rules for requesting fics but my hard no’s are:

• scat

• feeding

• pregnancy (does not include breeding)

• minor aged characters

• graphic gore/death

i also write for several fandoms such as:

• resident evil (pretty much only leon oof)

• jujutsu kaisen

• baldurs gate 3

• haikyuu

• my hero academia

• attack on titan

• marvel

• supernatural

• the umbrella academy

again please go to @ficsforgaza to learn more and consider donating if u can and ill write pretty much whatever u want! it doesnt just have to be x reader either, i also do ships! (excluding leon)

thank u so much for reading all this

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[candy8448]

Nothing like opening my eyes to a new linked universe update

Dawn pt8

My occasional source of dopamine XD

Its very satisfying seeing how all the traveling layers are put on. You can really imagine this scene animated

So a lot of important things were discussed, stuff the fandom have noticed before but its good that jojo finally mentioned them herself:

Shadow is the only this associated with the portals (pg1)

I LOVE how so many traits and experiences of the characters are shown here!!

Wild taking the blame first, he's got one heck a guilt complex (pg2)

We are just hit with everyone's emotions right off the bat and i love that!

I kinda like how blunt Time is

Wars talking about how "helping the wound isn't an option," things they must consider during war (pg3)

Legend trying to lighten the mood again like he always does (pg4)

I like to see how what they think of wolfie has changed now that they know it was twilight. Wars thinking its fine if the animal goes off alone cuz it doesnt understand but now making it clear that he doesn't like it

Secrets are getting in the way (such as wolfie) and hindering their process. Maybe it wouldn't have been so clunky if tgey knew exactly who wolfie is

WARS' SCARF IS BACK BABY! I got so excited when i saw it that page, dont worry guys, he has it back now!

Legend with his puzzle mind :))) my legend-centric brain is happy (pg5)

But his teasing almost boastfullness ("it just got lucky") but then turning in to actual contemplation, i love that he is also taking things seriously

Its actively seeking them out, Hyrule is wary that it will find them, like in his adventure (pg6)

They need to get better at teamwork

Four bringing in the joke about friendly fire. He definetly knows a lot about that (im reading the four swords manga for the first time and am near the begining sooo)

They need to use their arsenal

I just gotta say that i love this shot, very pleasing to my eye for some reason. But im so excited to see how everything goes with this! Im guessing in the near future, they will be taking these but to the extreme that it hinders them so they need to practice or something

Oof poor hyrule so tired of strong monsters, his games were HARD (pg7)

The power up on the sword! Ive seen a post about it before so its cool that they are noticing it, very important too!

I like the firmness with sky and time's ideas of the sword. Even though time says nothing about her we can see it, and the fact that she still sees him as her master (obviously!) It seems like they both need to sort out this dissagreement in order to not impact them even more (Pg8)

I love this especially because i just made a fic about exploring sky's and others' relationship with the master sword

I can't help but think that sky is thinking about more than just this quest in this update and back to his own adventure and maybe ghirahim. More bits in this update also make me think that ("he wants to fight" "yeah, 'cause he wont")

Wind being the one most eagre to fight! And Hyrule being the one most ready to go! I love that!

I was just thinking a few bays ago about what happened to those letters, i guess we get to see now! It seems like it might be one more update before we set off properly again (pg9)

Sky looking so happy about the mail at the end :)))

We really do get a piece of everyone and their personalities in this one

Im so excited for them to be on the road again!

[mysticasrandomhorde]

Ship short story time.

I made this short oneshot to be a part of Kyurem! Drayden fic, "Old dragon's hoard", but I have inspired by my mutual @creatingnonsense to post the finished draft early. Hope you enjoy the dragonspiceshipping (Drayton x Arven) nonsense.

@creatingnonsense , here ya go.

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H-Hey, Grandpa?” 

Drayden looked to see his grandson standing by the door of the kitchen, looking nervous. He was busy making lunch when he heard Drayton come in, hands behind his back. 

“Um.. Do you mind if I have someone over?” He asked.

“Is it Lacey again?”

“No, she’s busy with her Dad back in Driftveil City.”

“Keiran?”

“No. He went home to Kitakami for spring break.”

“Then who?” 

Drayton looked nervous, soon backing up into the hallway, talking to someone. Drayden raises an eyebrow, sipping his coffee. Who could it be then?

“Okay. Um.. Before you freak out, let me explain..”

Drayton slowly walks into the kitchen, walking with a strange boy in tow. They had messy blonde hair and a large backpack. They looked very shy, looking down at their feet. He and his grandson were holding hands, which perked up his attention.

“Drayton.. Who’s this?” Drayden asked, setting his mug down.

Drayton swallowed nervously, looking away. “Ah.. T-This.. This is my.. My boyfriend, Arven.” He said quietly. “He goes to Naranja Academy.”

Now the older man’s eyebrows were both raised. Boyfriend? He didn't think his grandson was seeing someone, much less another boy. Now thinking about it, the signs now made sense.

“I.. I got permission from both Director Clavell and Principal Cyrano to let him come along..” Drayton explains nervously, his face sweating bullets. “H-he’s never been to Unova before, and I just wanted to-”

“When were you going to tell me?” He cuts the boy off, crossing his arms.

Drayton looked down at his feet, his usually cocky nature replaced by a look of worry.  “I.. I should’ve. I.. I just..” 

“Please, its not his fault.” Arven intervened. “Its.. it was my choice to ask him not to not tell anyone.” He said. “Please don't blame him.. I-I can go if needed.”

Absolutely not.” Both Drayden and his grandson spoke, which surprised the strange boy. He soon sees Drayton look back at him, now surprised too.

“Wait, seriously?” Drayton asked.

“I dont have a good reason to kick the boy out, much less in a whole another region he’s not used to.” Drayden replied, his eyes crinkling up a bit to reveal his hidden smile behind his beard. "He can stay."

“You’re not bothered by this, Mr. Grey?” Arven asked, surprised. “Forgive my words, but just found out your grandson has a boyfriend.”

Drayden chuckled, crossing his arms. “Number one, I figured him out a long time ago. Dont worry, I was the same at your age. Probably worse. Number two, his uncles are both gay and ace, and their chosen sister is a lesbian. Number three, I watch the Kalos Master Class performances almost every weekend with his sister. How can I be bothered by this?’

That made the teen boys laugh, feeling a bit better about their predicament.

“Now how long are you two going to stand here?” The older man asked. “I didn't make pasta for lunch this afternoon just for it  to get cold. Arven, just set your bag by the door.”

“Ah um, thank you sir..” Arven said, soon doing so. “T-Thank you for letting me stay..”

“It is no problem, young man. I’ll have to get your room ready then. “ Drayden waved it off, setting their plates on the table before sitting down himself.. “Drayton, why didn't you tell me sooner? If I knew you were bringing your boyfriend home, I would have taken off work to show him around.”

“I.. I thought you would be mad…” The teen answered honestly. “I mean..”

“I’m not exactly ..good with pokemon like how Drayton is,” Arven said, hands in his pockets as he and Drayon goes to sit at the table. “ I mean, grandchild of the Opelucid gym, one of the famous dragon- type gyms.Plus a family full of strong trainers. He did mention his sister of the champion here.  Its kinda hard to beat a kid whose passion is cooking… Drayton likes it though.

“Oh Ive noticed,” Drayden said, seeing his little dragonling look embarrassed, staring at the table. He chuckled in amusement. “You're not that good at hiding things from me, my boy.  I have seen your attempts of trying to make Paldean food. Its wasnt that good.”

“Gramps, please…” Drayon groaned, making Arven laugh.

“Oh thats why  you kept trying to learn from me.” Arven said with a smile, making Drayton even more embarrassed. “Yeah, he insisted on learning to cook from me since we don't get to see each other that often, since we go to different schools.”

“As long as it keeps Drayton out of trouble, I don't mind.” Drayden replied. “And Drayton, I appreciate you being honest with me. I am happy for your new relationship. But sure to treat this boy well, understand me? ”

Drayton nodded, going to keep his word. “Okay, Gramps… Don't tell Iris though…”

Drayden chuckled, hearing the sounds of his granddaughter run downstairs. “Too late for that..”

The older man was right, seeing his other grandchild come barreling down the stairs. Iris slides into the kitchen, in her pajamas. “I KNEW IT!” She exclaimed, pointing at the two boys.

“Iris, dont scare him!” Drayon says to his older sister.

[spookypartycrit]

Hey thanks for what you do. I'd literally have no idea any drama was even going on with PC stuff were it not for your blog. (I still don't really know all that much, but I definitely agree it seems like something's coming. I got a random ask in my box about nsfw rpf stuff.)

Thank you! I love when people tell me that, :3

Thats also wierd btw. Espically if your not a nsfw or even shipping account, just springing that topic in random ask boxes.

Yeah tbh i think rpf is gonna be what blows this fandom, but it wont be people who ship and people who dont. Thats too un nuanced. Too one sided. I got plently of “dont ship real people” moots

Its people who do what they want in the fandom (trans canons, shipping, yume,) and people who think thier pc only line of defense, white knight grown ass men.

Sending pc porn fics, reporting shipping to fucking discord mods. Group chats used for “exposing” people. (Can u tell im annoyed about mods sending nsfw fics to the guys. Literally thats so gross)

Happened in mcyt it will happen again history always repeats.

warning to every rpf u will be on the frontlines when this shit blows, youll be blamed for everything exploding but thats not true. Finding enjoyment in fandom and creating a good community is not whats causing this tension.

Your private, your happy, and your not hurting anybody.

[kiwiana-writes]

I dont think anyone subscribes to you for t rated 5 +1s in your own au lol. Chop chop with those wip’s porn girl!

Well. Quite a bit to unpack here on an otherwise unassuming Friday!

#1:

#2: I actually track this stuff. Admittedly the E-rated percentage is a bit higher if you look at RWRB only, but overall...

#3: I think anyone who subscribes to me on AO3, or indeed anyone who follows the kiwiana-writes tag here on tumblr and sees all those fucking WIPs, knows that I like to write a bit of variety. That's not to say there aren't definite underpinnings of, like, themes and vibes that I return to over and over (which I can only assume are why people subscribe to me), but if someone only likes my college AUs, or only likes my post-canon stuff, or only likes my E-rated stuff, or only wants to listen to my podfics, they're probably going to have a much more successful time saving the tag search than subscribing to me at the author level. Or they've mastered the art of archiving and moving on without complaining about it, like I do when the authors I'm subscribed to write something that doesn't interest me. It's a useful skill! I highly recommend cultivating it.

#4: AO3 not giving series stats is and continues to be the bane of my life, but based on the number of people who subscribed to the OG actor AU, there's probably a significant chunk of people who aren't subscribed to me as an author and only want the actor AU verse stuff. And good for them! I LOVE that AO3 offers multiple ways to subscribe so you can get notified for the stuff you want (my kingdom for the ability to subscribe to individual pseuds, though.)

#5: This fandom is OVERFLOWING right now. Like, I can't keep up. You only want to read E-rated stuff? Awesome! Well over 100 E-rated fics have been posted in the RWRB bookverse tag just this week (it looks like most of the movieverse smut has also been tagged bookverse, but either way it's also very easy to find). Or go back to older fics and find some hidden gems—there's nothing an author loves more than for someone to come in and gush about a fic they wrote a year or two ago.

#6: You don't pay me, and I'm not subject to annual review. One of my favourite authors was talking this morning about how sometimes she thinks about taking a break from writing for RWRB because it's starting to feel a little rat racey, and that would suck for me personally because I love her stuff but god knows I couldn't blame her, because the (extreme minority but still exhausting) entitled comments and rudeness really do not help. Stop treating your favourite authors like content creators who owe you something new on a regular schedule, because that's a damn good way to ensure they don't want to create anything new ever again. Like... anon, you haven't even bothered to couch this in a compliment. The bar is ten feet underground and somehow you still managed to trip over it.

#7: Not to be all 'back in my day' but... well, back in my day, snippets and peeks into the universe of a remotely popular longfic were pretty much the standard lol. Nobody is forcing you to read them, I promise.

#8: I've posted two E-rated fics in the last two weeks.

#9: Honestly I just really want to reiterate #1 because what the hell lol. While pronouns don't equal gender, it's pretty reasonable to extrapolate from pronouns if you don't have any other info to go on—and of the three "main/standard" pronouns, the one most closely associated with 'girl' is the only one that ISN'T in my bio 🤦

[voidcat]

Cw flashing gif (damn it, Shiroe smh)

May I ask for your hand in marriage /j your full blorbo list? For science.

i do the asking for hands here... the ring is ready already, i'm waiting by the altar^^

oh boy this will be a long one so with or without the lores i'll try to give the best, sharpest descriptions... but also ig this gives me the perfect excuse to say smt i wanted to post about:

which is i dont really do the whole selfshipping as serious or commited as i've seen some folks do. essentially i treat it more like ocs and worldbuilding, that's why some of them just turn into mc/readers of their own (ie: aventurine fic, iwaizumi fic i never finished and pretend does not exist. partially a case of bad luck...) it does come easier (and helps to analyze myself and certain situations) to base a mc off myself so essentially, selfshipping but not really. i have a weird relationship with myself...

VOIDCAT'S GUIDE TO F/OS ACROSS THE TIMELINES (or lack thereof)

Oikawa Tooru

started out as "enemies to friends to lovers". it's our respective bonds with iwaizumi that made us hostile with one another and brought together (read: he was jealous. that's literally it.) While I think Stardust can be considered as part of our SS, it works independently too. It did have a planned end but futile attempts to try and get better and write and fail over and over, I accepted it's better to leave it as that. Another thing we have in common besides our love for Hajime is space. We are arguably the best and the worst couple possible. He gets upset I get along with his friends better than he does- we clown him a lot. (doesn't erase from the fact that once our minds combined we can become a huge problem, I find it more entertaining to humble him.)

Dazai Osamu

This one's complicated adn the longest. A Case of Bad Luck while serving as a good selfship lore material- it also provides an "in-between" situation like with Oikawa and Stardust as mentioned above. What helps and makes it work is Bad Luck has currently 4 routes planned (some good, some bad) and has too many real life pieces of me in it. This is another multiseries I never finished writing- but core points of the story are all done so if anyone wants to hear, I'm always delighted to talk about it ^^ (atp I just copy-paste pre-written chapter and scene summaries and occasionally add bonus scenes to route 2) Again, an "enemies to lovers" type of dynamic but born from solitude and our desperation to connect. We are aware of the things we have in common and each other to understand one another best-- but depending on the timeline/route, either work to make it somewhat better (original route as he follows the events of BSD, I later join as practicioner doctor under Yosano and we relearn to accept eahc other and the people we have become.) or actively worsen one another (best example is the 2nd route- he stays in PM after Oda's death and so do I, becoming an "official" member. there was a cathartic scene I wrote for the later bits that goes with me kneeling in a pool of blood, killing him- only to wake up and realize it was a dream. Once after that, and some time later a second time, he stabs me where it hurts most and says I always blamed and used him as an excuse- that this is who I am truly- no victim or fallen dove but just as twisted and unsettling as he is.) Unironically I have a pretty good relationship with Q meanwhile my relationship with Chuuya took time to grow. A little bite and bark with a distance until few vulnerable moments he witnessed and saw the truth to what Dazai and I are actually are. (the three of us in private are quite the pain to Osamu^^ we just ignore him most of the time). 3rd route was a meeting him later in life/meeting Oda first somewhat (which is the best route for me/MC) and 4th has me and my family involved in PM from the start (worst case of morals but more stable than 2nd in terms of mental health) Especially taking 1st and 2nd routes as base-- I'm more like a cranky black cat here. I'll end this here and move onto the next!

Childe/Ajax/Tartaglia

first victim of my genshin burnout but still holds my first true GI self insert so honorary mention to him and my first GI fic I never finished writing. Short loved yet intense love, second chance at love and the unavoidable end to it- ends with me in a half maddened state. From Khaenriah, I have my own specific curse on me-- besides the curse of immortality. We meet in Liyue Harbor as I try to evade someone and pretend I know him- he later finds me again and we travel for a while. My story as it goes: a researcher who devoted themselves to history and uncovering the secrets of past lives before us, while on his own mission, Childe keeps me company and protects me. I had lost my lover and went on this quest as to honor him in his memory as history was his field and interest. As the journey progresses, Childe begins to notice few things off that he pushes away. I try to protect him and risk my safety- my lack of concern and later odd reaction to when he pins me against a column; how I disappeared for long hours of the day and later returned with a makeshift staff woved from silvery branches while with a hurt ankle; my weird explanations and approach towards elements, to challenge and use them and dismiss for the archons. As we near Liyue Harbor again and spend the night at an inn, we share one night of closeness and I disappear before he wakes up. An unknown passing of time later we meet again, though he realizes too late- at a domain where he challenges an abyss mage wielding an element it shouldn't there. (wrote this whole thing before electro abyss mages were a thing ahahha) By the end as he is pinned to the ground and the ever shifting weapon/staff of silver now touching its blade by his neck, Childe realizes it was me all along. In a half fit of delirium and desperation, I reveal my origins and how I had to live, remember my past as time went on as I learned about history and died every single time. I leave him behind injured in the domain- but always assumed he died and saw his ghost few times. Depending on how the story would go, I had either accepted to serve alongside Kaeya, Albedo or another Khaenrian character but my initial disappearance and return with irminsul branches was an argument I had with Dainsleif- I am much more bitter at the state celestia left us at and would rather all of tevyat burns if it means ending them and this ongoing cycle for once and for all.

Scaramouche/Kunikuzushi

There was a story I wanted to write and imply as a sequel to this one here A Moment In Passing. So I'll talk about it shortly to explain as he did erase his previous existence of the Irminsul and thus messed with my fate. Fleeing back to Sumeru before Inazuma declares the vision hunt, I try to readjust to the life there. Cryo user, meddling between hobbies here and there, I meet and befriend people but it's often superficial. After coming to Sumeru and starting over there himself, he first takes notice as he notices someone try and imitate (poorly) Raiden's one of lost sword arts (which I had shared with people from what I remember) I'm more aloof and head in the clouds- a little like he remembers. I do notice him following me for a while so I wait for him to approach first. Relearning love and to be loved, we are both hesitant and often reserved with our actions. It's a long journey of self love and slice of life too- as parts of my existence confuse me- I should not have lived that long as a human and I have gaps in my memory I cannot explain like something missing. It's calmer and more tender. He does find it somewhat sad that even with his "absance" in my life, I ended up with a cryo vision. We read, study and dance together^^

Suna Rintarou

another ss i no longer think about much. aloof dog coded Suna x always stressed cat coded me. there's not much. Probably transfered to Inarizaki from Seijoh, still besties with Seijoh 4- took Suna and I a little trial and error to get together. He likes to push my buttons often.

Jing Yuan

there were ideas I pondered but eventually dropped. Possibly meeting at a book club or again, me as a medic of sorts, meeting him by running him on the street. Not recognizing who he is etc etc. Consider it Romantic Comedy

Yamato Endo

I'll just link this fic. toxic x toxic. we break up in the end. I get severely depressed and it's more or less Togame that helps me get back on my feet. I've made my peace with him and the old me but he still likes to show up and mess up. I probably run a cafe, and Endo picks it as his meeting spot with Sakura just to keep watch. Even sat on the counter as I bake to test the waters (and piss me off), was fairly surprised at my lack of spite and unusual (to him) "water under the bridge" attitude towards him (didn't expect me to call him Yamato to this day). Togame showed up soon later (Sakura...) but seeing as I'm fine and do not want any "chaos" to ensue, remained silent although stationed by me the whole time. (the closure and later starting over with togame is crucial/essential for this ss)

Togame Jo

Slightly mentioned above (optional). journey of healing together, I'm the more dynamic of the two. Seeing me return to my initial spark makes him happy. He knew me before Endo and everything so there shared "what-ifs". Took us a long time to date but he always shows up wherever I am, I always order a dessert and share it with him- always with an excuse. One big night out dinner with Furin and Shishitoren followed by a karaoke run-- where Tsubakino and I... went a bit too far ends with him accompanying me home and confessing. We finally go to that summer festival he never got to ask me out on. Probably my sanest and most normal ss (and most realistic) (the endo yamato past is optional for this ss.)

Narumi Gen

jakfd doctor x japan's biggest headache of a captain. most likely in the same uni, we came across often but i probably ignored him (he noticed and didn't like it). i wanted to quit alltogether but was given a position in jakdf-- we first officially run into each other when he's hiding from hasegawa and walks in on me baking a pizza in the medical wing's breakroom. we game together, annoy each other together. a lot of bark and bite, i flirt with rin and mina often to piss him off (worsened when soichiro is present- narumi has no idea what went between us but does Not want to know- doesn't want me anywhere near him either- we are unsettling together.) he fakes fainting spells sometimes for a check up and almost always whimpers when i'm checking his blood pressure (because i touched his bicep)

Caleb / Xia Yizhou

another long one- and a tad bittersome. obsessive x obsessive / freak4freak/ equally possesive in our own ways. two geminis lol childhood friends with a weird bond, we act more as siblings if anything, i was pretty dependent on him and everything. HS years we are separated which makes the matters worse and causes me to take a side against him- petty as I am. Same university and slow but steadily he enters my life again, while making his presence known in front of my classmates and everyone else too. I experience loss during 3-4th year, he's there by me, afterwards carefulyl arranges how to approach me for the perfect hook and bait- tightening his hold. We share a first kiss, I make him promise to never leave me again. He graduates while I have two more years, and on his first year of missions, it's MIA- him and his fleet assumed dead. Right around the corner of my graduation, I plan to take my diploma and turn in my resignation from being a doctor so I can do whatever else- before the ceremony, my year is gathered for a special program held every few years. It goes: a pilot and a personal medic assigned to them until their resignation or retirement. Almost always the said two get married after retirement as they often choose those close and compatible with each other- or those so distant and in the unknown with one another as to best act out logically. During the ceremony as the pilots enter, my eyes meet a pair that should be dead and pretty much he ties me back to him with no way out this time:) Of course with this development, there is special training picked for those chosen and one- i think, funny moment during one of them is, I get petty, and angry that he's not paying attention to me at the time (while seeing visions of the one I lost) so I take a medication that I know will soon knock me out. As we are climbing up the stairs and he starts a conversation, "hm, I think someone's birthday is coming up:)" (it's tomorrow), I faint<3 also not a detail I had thought of with Rafayel at the time but we are almost never by the sea or any body of water, on the occasion we are, he never leaves my side as if he's almost afraid of some unknown whisking me away.^^

Anaxagoras

subject to change as amphoreus quest isn't finalized. strangers to friends to hinted lovers to i am MIA, then found with memory loss. literal amnesia trope sorry. basically: Anaxagoras with an incomplete soul x me with fractures and fragments of another's identity mixed into my soul A constant student who tries to join as many classes as I can in the grove, he notices how I behave with people in the grove, while I notice him and tend to his grave and grow flowers there in secret. He finds out, we slowly get close but always afraid to cross that line. Similar to how Cerces was afraid of Mystenia's love because she created her for companionship (and her love couldve been due to her being her maker), Anaxagoras is afraid of my love and hesitant to act on it. Despite it, he still accompanies me to Okhema, to bath houses/baths- I decide to leave on a journey one day and initially plan to wait and confess to him before my departure. Changing my mind, I suddenly depart earlier than planned and get caught up by the Black Tide. It is an unknown how I survived so long but they find me somewhere near Okhema. I recall warm memories of home in a comatose state but nothing regarding my recent identity or position at the grove. Few from the grove, along with Hyacine, come to investigate my case- and to better understand the black tide, but none mention it was /me/ that they found to Anaxagoras. He later finds out the hard way when he has to visit Okhema. He sees me from afar, in disbelief, but doesn't act on it. I later run into him (quite literally) at "nighttime" while chasing something that feels and tastes the same as those "warm memories". (I have more explanation for the whole "comatose" state and how I survived but it will get longer so I will shut up now). We reconnect in a way, I search for a specific garden in Okhema and converse with him often until I ask to visit the grove (the whole time Anaxagoras tries to remain silent as to not impact my decision making). As of now I am planning to make my selfinsert, inspired by his words and classes, design a fake that'll imitate the feeling of a coreflame to lure the Flame Chaser and go on another "trip" without telling anyone again to act as bait^^

...if you've read this far, thank you for your patience and everything else! also for vibes, fics or posts i made with some selfships in mind, i use my designated tags for some of them which I have written adn linked in my about post... this got so long idk how i didn't hit the character limit-- i think maybe asks no longer have a character limit on tumblr LMAOOOO. atp if there are any details or anyone i missed..... idc let and let live, my hands hurt T-T