#if you see errors on this nuh uh

[kn1ght-writing]

Shopping

Quickman stretched his legs and his arms, getting ready to do his morning jog, he wanted to try something different, he wasn't wearing his armor, not even the leg pieces, he wanted to see how fast he can run without his armor, and if he wasn't fast enough for his liking, he would practice until he felt satisfied, he took a moment to look around, he liked the view, the sky had a light tint of orange from the sun that was starting to rise and the sound of the mourning doves that would call out sometimes, he found that sound comforting. he started to run, giving it all he could, running down the sidewalk without really paying attention to his surroundings. he wasn't really satisfied with his speed so he pushed himself to run even faster, he was too busy thinking about his speed that he didn't pay attention to what was in front of him, he then ran into someone, both falling onto the floor. Quickman fell face first on the ground and heard a groan, Quickman quickly sat himself up and looked at the person on the floor and realized that it was Elecman, he was also not in his armor either. “ELECMAN!! HI!!!” Quickman shouted and he stood up and grabbed Elecman by the arm, pulling him up on his feet. “Quickman? What-” Elecman was cut off by Quickman as he explained what happened. “Oh I wanted to see if I can run fast in this body so I ran as fast as I could and was distracted and we crashed. Are you okay?” Quickman asked as he held Elecman's face, kissing him on the cheek where there was a scrape from the fall. Elecman winced in pain. Quickman couldn't help but smile. He was just happy, he knew it was an inappropriate time to smile since Elecman got hurt, but couldn't help but feel happy to see him. “Yeah, just a few scrapes maybe, but I'm good, nothing I can't handle, anyways, I was going to go to the store and get groceries, now that we ran into each other, do you want to go with me?” Elecman asked. “Yes!” Quickman replied without giving it a second thought, and held Elecman's hand, swinging it as they walked. Quickman them stopped in his tracks and faced Elecman, he puckered his lips, Elecman went ahead and gave him a kiss back. “Sorry for running into you.” Quickman apologized feeling embarrassed. “Don't worry about it Quick.” Elecman replied giving him a smile. The two of them continued to walk.

Elecman grabbed a shopping cart at the entrance of the store. “I'm going to get in here watch.” Quickman explained. Before Elecman could open his mouth to tell him that wasn't a good idea, Quickman had already climbed into the back of the cart, his legs hanging out. Quickman gave a big smile at Elecman. “Elecman rolled his eyes and began to push the cart further into the store. “So, what are you gonna get?” Quickman asked as he looked around. “Well, we need some eggs, bacon and some bread. For Dr. Light's breakfast.” Elecman explained as he turned the cart into the fridge section, looking for a cheap carton of eggs. Quickman shivered when he felt the sudden cold air from the fridge. “while I'm looking at the eggs and get the bacon, can you please get some bread?” Elecman asked. Quickman struggled to get out, which resulted in him tipping the cart over, and rolling out. Elecman couldn't help but laugh. Quickman jumped up, looking around to see if anyone had seen that, then quickly walked into a section and looked for the bread. Quickman tapped his chin as he looked at the variety of bread that were there, Elecman didn't specify on what bread he needed, so Quickman pulled off a loaf from the shelf and ran back to the cart. He walked up behind Elecman, placing his hands over his eyes. “Guess who?” Quickman asked, excited for a response, only to be met with shock when who he thought was Elecman, was some random guy who also had long hair, who turned to look at him with a confused expression. “Oh, my bad I thought you were someone else.” Quickman apologized as he walked away in shame, looking through the rows, looking for Elecman, he then stopped in his tracks when he spotted Elecman, walking towards him, keeping quiet. “What's gotten into you? you're too quiet.” Elecman asked as he placed strawberry jam into the cart. “I covered some guys' eyes and asked him who am I, thinking it was you.” Quickman explained, still embarrassed. Elecman laughed out loud, covering his mouth, he turned around trying to stop himself from giggling. He turned to look at Quickman, but couldn't help but snicker at Quickman’s upset expression. “Anyways I'm done shopping, let's go to the register and pay now” Elecman explained trying to contain himself from laughing again. The two walked up to the cash register, the employee began to scan the items, Quickman pulled out his wallet, “I'll pay.” Quickman offered to Elecman, he opened his wallet, it was empty. Quickman looked away in shame. Elecman tried not to giggle again, as he paid the employee, picking up the bags, Quickman took a bag to help, and they both walked out.

[moonverc3x]

I am also ssoooo very bravely posting some suggestive Jalacta/ ocxcanon artwork on main tonight. Are they fighting or are they ff..kissing

[canine-teethed-sheets]

Canm,,,,, can you do a lil mini fluffy scene with,,,,, spilvercruz

taking this old, OLD req from chair (ty buddy) cause i cannot sleep rn (i am plagued by the Horrors™)

[ ship - spilvercruz // splice, silver and critter - @psycho-chair ]

—-—-—

The bed was small for all four of them, with Splice and Silver on his sides and him holding Critter gently. Cruz huffs a quiet sigh in the lonely night, the moon's lightrays peeking through the curtains, casting a soft glow in the room.

His mind was racing about.. many things. Some were his older life but mainly, it consists of his worry on his newfound family.

In the world they're in, vampires are still on the run, monsters are not exactly welcomed either. Just imagine on their reaction on a skeleton vampire. A silly thought, until you think what torture the hunters would do to them, if ever found.

Not to mention his.. ex-best friend, Faux is one of them. And, well, he's a vampire too but let's ignore the hypocrisy.

Cruz would twist and turn in the bed, but seeming as he is in a tight position between his partners and child, he instead lays motionless. Sweat slowly drips from his skull as the fan turns slowly.

Many worries cluttered in his mind. Sometimes he wonders if he even deserves to be here, or the two just happen to let him in for a while before casting him away. Like his old teammates did.

Critter churns a bit from her sleep, a small, sleepy eye peeking up to Cruz and makes eye contact.

" cru-cru, why're you awake?.. "

" ah, cru-cru's just.. restless tonight, no big deal, kid. "

" mmh.. i'm kinna thirsty, can we get some water? " Critter's words slurring together, but enough for Cruz to make out what she was saying.

" sure, let me just stretch out for the cup for you, yeah? ", he replies before doing so.

He had struggled a few times before managing to grab the water bottle resting calmly on their bedside table. With water in hand, Cruz opens the cap and gives the little soul to drink.

There were times when Critter would wake up in the middle of the night with her throat sore and dry. Usually, it was Splice to do the waking for himself. But now with the new family member, that is Cruz of course, Splice gets to rest up a bit.

He didn't know he was zoning out until he felt something touch the tips of his mouth. Critter had given back the bottle to him, it's just that she's nudging her father to drink as well. It seems like she was just worried that her cru-cru's throat might be dry as well.

To be honest, it kind of was.

Shrugging, he thanks Critter and takes a couple sips. By the time he was finished, the water in the bottle was half its volume left.

Seeing as both parties are hydrated enough, he placed the bottle back to where it stood and cuddled with Critter further. Critter, the sweet, small child she was, attempts to stifle her giggles, though some were let out uncontrollably.

As the moon shines once more, the little one had long slept, with Cruz looking at her with adoration.

He had went through many, many things. And in many universes, perhaps...

If this was his child and these are his partners...

Then he would not complain a little bit.

With happiness in his heart, he drifted off to slumber.

It won't be fun if he's tired on Critter's together hunt tomorrow.

[sttoru]

⠀ 𝝑𝑒 ⠀⠀ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. your older boyfriend, satoru, shows you just how much he adores you in his private office <3

tags. older bf!gojo satoru x virgin!female reader. age gap (reader early 20’s, satoru early 30’s). smut, pwp. fīngering. multiple ōrgàsms; overstimulation. mention of corruption kink. dry hūmping. nicknames ‘princess, baby, beautiful’. pls ignore any grammar errors xx

“heh, don’t look at me. look at yourself, princess,” satoru chuckles, easily noticing how your head is tilted in attempt to watch him as he gets you off. you’re sitting on his thighs with your legs spread, shamelessly allowing him to finger you in his office.

your shaky eyes dart down to your dripping cunt—clearly seeing how it’s got a mind of its own. it’s squeezing satoru’s long fingers as he moves them in the speed of light. your limbs are shaking by the amount of pleasure you’re receiving.

“the-the door,” you hiccup. you hadn’t locked the door behind you when you walked into satoru’s office. you definitely wouldn’t want any of his colleagues to walk in on you. though, that didn’t seem to worry your boyfriend. all he’s focusing on at the moment is your perfect pussy taking in his middle and ring finger.

satoru’s glossy lips are parted and covered in spit. he has to lick up the drool from the corner of his mouth so it wouldn’t dirty your opened blouse. he’s quite literally salivating at the sight and feeling of your warm cunt. . .

“the others ‘re busy, they won’t come in as long as you keep your pretty voice down,” satoru promises you in a smooth tone, blue eyes wide with fascination as he stares down at your pussy.

he’s always imagined what it’d be like to be inside of you. what it would feel like to hold you in his arms and make love to you without holding himself back— to show you a world you have yet to discover.

satoru wants to be the first one to do that, though he’ll wait until you’re ready. for now, he’s completely satisfied with just a taste of heaven.

“fuck, baby, she’s beautiful,” satoru praises your delicate pussy. your wet folds continue to make way for more of his fingers, spreading as he tries to enter a third digit into your poor, clingy hole. you whine as you feel satoru prepare you by rubbing your clit repeatedly with his thumb—trying to make you as wet for him as you possibly could be.

you shake your head, “can’t take more, ‘toru.” it genuinely feels like you’re being stretched out. three fingers are going to take you out. “nuh-uh,” satoru mocks you before telling you to look at him. the moment you do, his lips envelop yours in a lustful yet comforting kiss. you moan into his mouth and he does the same back, eyebrows furrowing because of how good it feels to suck on your tongue.

his fingers don’t stop. the third slides in and you jolt back against satoru’s chest. “shh, shh, i got you,” the older man attempts to calm you down. he stops fingering you for a second so you could adjust to the stretch. you’re tight—he can feel his erect cock twitching in his pants, begging to replace his fingers. he can’t, not yet.

satoru cusses under his breath once he feels your ass rub against the bulge in his uniform’s pants. you’re killing him and you don’t even realise it because you’re too focused on his fingers fucking your cunt. shlick shlick shlick — you’re dripping wet.

“i’m gonna cum,” you whisper through a soft gasp. it would be your third orgasm. you’re sensitive and your pussy feels like it’s on fire. your lower abdomen is tingling and aching. you’re going to inevitably squirt all over his chair, again.

satoru bites his lip as he hears you announce how close you are. his long fingers are already soaked with your juices, coating them with a sticky layer that he cannot wait to taste. “do it, baby. wanna see you cum,” your boyfriend coos.

satoru loves the way your hips circle back to him, rubbing against his groin. you’re driving him insane without even knowing it. he curls his fingers inside you, thumb still circling your clit for extra stimulation. you’re being driven to the edge of insanity.

he bucks his hips a little each time you involuntarily move in his lap. “toruuu, fnnh, so close,” you’re not only moaning because of the fingers inside of you, but also because of the hard bulge rubbing against and between your ass cheeks.

satoru knows your voice can easily carry over to the next room. you’re usually loud when you finish on his fingers. he takes his free hand and pushes your head back against his shoulder, his index and middle finger sliding into your mouth to silence you.

your whimpers are muffled as you automatically start sucking on his digits. satoru kisses your ear and jawline, whispering small words of praise against your skin because of your obedience. “keep it down for me, beautiful. y’re already doing so well.”

your eyes roll back as your saliva dribbles down his left hand. the wet trail runs down his veiny arm that’s exposed to your view. you love it when satoru pushes the sleeves of his dress shirt up to his elbows—it reminds you of why everyone fawns over him. it’s hot.

you’re trying to hold out, not wanting to cum. you wish to stay like this, with satoru’s fingers deep in your cunt and mouth, his bulge grinding against the fat of your ass.

the white-haired man instantly notices this and chuckles to himself; you’re fighting a losing battle. he increases the pace, his wrist working over time so his fingers could reach those sweet spots in your velvety walls. he decides to rile you up some more;

“shiit, just imagine that ‘ts my cock stretching your pretty cunt out,” satoru grins against your ear. he knows you’re weak for dirty talk. you have never felt what it’s like to be stuffed full of a dick, and thus the imagination adds to the raunchiness of it all.

you shiver and let out a small moan escape your mouth before you continue to suck on satoru’s fingers. all this time you’ve settled for make out sessions, grinding and oral pleasure. you’re needy for more than that.

satoru knows what buttons to push. he knows how to make you melt and give in to him and his words. he bites your earlobe after letting his tongue lick the skin, “all filled up to the brim. you’d like that, huh?”

you barely managed to stifle a loud whine at that. your eyes widen and your pussy spasms around his fingers. you know it’s not long before you’re going to cream all over satoru’s hand.

sweat trickles down your forehead.

“yes, yes, yes!” you moan repeatedly, voice muffled by the fingers in your mouth. you can hear your boyfriend grunt into your ear after seeing how enthusiastically you’re responding. he’s totally getting off to you’re desperation.

satoru wants to cum so bad. he wants to shoot ropes of his cum in the pussy he’s prepping to one day take his dick.

you see black spots in your vision because of how hard the climax hits you. your breath hitches and you grip onto the armrests of the chair for support. a spray of clear and watery juices covers satoru’s entire hand and bits of his arm—evidence of just how much you enjoyed your little session with him.

the older man pats your tummy and rubs it, comforting you as the aftershocks of your climax hit. he pulls his fingers out of your messy cunt and brings them up to his glossy lips, thoroughly licking every drop off. his dick pulses in his pants at the delicious taste.

you’re panting as you try to get your thighs to stop shaking. you’re out of energy, drained. all that you hear replaying in your mind is satoru’s dirty talk. you don’t know if you can handle his dick if you’re already overwhelmed by the way he skilfully uses his fingers.

as if sensing your thoughts, your boyfriend smirks and hugs your body tightly to his chest.

“can’t give it t’ ya now,” satoru whispers and pouts, teasing you as if to turn you on again. he takes his wet fingers out of your mouth and presses his lips against yours as a promise, “but one day i will, yeah? one day i’ll fuck ya so good you’ll only know my name.”

[sinning-23]

Bikinis On Top (OPLA Bikini Headcannons)

Seeing their bbygrl in a bikini opla headcannons

THis gets a lil RISQUE soooo 18+

Hey youguys i know its been a while lol I've been s swamped with work and Enjoy this in honor of hot girl summer approaching lmao I promise I'm getting back into eh groove of writing!

alos pls excuse spelling errors yall know me lmao

Luffy

-It’s hot and his shirts are open 9 times out of 10 so

-He was a bit stunned to see you with one of Nami's bikini tops adorning your chest with a nice pair of jean shorts.

-Boobs boobs boobs boobs boobs

-He's really trying to act normal but you can always tell when those big brown eyes start shifting from your face to your chest. And he always has that goofy grin on his face

-Strongly believe he's the type to impulsively bite them. lmao like literally grab two handfuls and CHOMP.

-He always was more of a boobs guy.

Zoro

-"Where's the rest of your shirt."

-He’s got his eyes skillfully flickering from your chest to your eyes then to you collar bone and again.

-“You don’t like me showing them off?” You question, slipping past him with a smile

-the funny thing is, you’re not talking about your boobs. You’re talking about the bites and hickeys he skillfully placed along them

-crazy how near the end of the day, the only thing the crew can seem to find as a trace of you is the discarded bikini top

Sanji

-He helped you tie it this morning when the sun had first been shining to brightly into your room, heating both of you up.

-personally, Sanji likes it when you wear the full piece, the straps of your bottoms just barely peaking out from the low-rise jeans you've got on.

-He also is one to pull your strings when you're also so the top just falls down to reveal the girls

-Is the type to lift you up out of the pool and set you up to sit on the steps like the goddess you are and just admire.

Usopp

-matching swimsuit set matching swimsuit set matching swimsuit set

-He always likes seeing you in a nice brown or sage green two-piece.

-won't say anything but wow when he sees you and smiles.

-Keep it polite but just know his hugs from behind will always end with him pulling at your bottom straps and letting them snap against your skin.

"USOPP!" You yelp, narrowing your brows at him while you massage the spot.

"Ok ok, i'm sorry mommas" He chuckles, pressing a kiss to the affected area, his large hands massaging the flesh of your thighs.

Nami

-Strictly a bikini gf and wifebeater+swim trunks gf duo lmao

-This can go either way actually. If she feels like a bikini kinda day it's gonna be a bright orange or a pure white with a sunhat and a nice flowy cover-up

-A she can't and won't make it easy for you to keep your hands off her,

-If YOU are in the bikini and she's in the swim trunks she REFUSES to keep her hands off you. She knows her girl looks good asf.

-Expect to have your ass smacked.

Shanks

-Is definitely keeping you on his lap while everyone else is splashing around. It was a pretty chill day and everyone decided hey why not go for a swim

"Can I please get in the water Shanks?" You sigh, pulling the strings of his swim trunks as he smiles and gives a quick "Nuh-uh"

-"Your ass looks too good. Just stay here a little longer hm?" he asks, squeezing your thighs, pressing kisses to your shoulder.

-He doesn't waste time taking you somewhere secluded to pull those bottoms to the side, somehow loving the way your ass looks in those bottoms every time he thrusts

Mihawk

-He personally likes it when you wear one of that cute pinup like 50's monokinis? And some wedges with a bandana. UGH he's gonna be right there with you avoiding the sun under the umbrella (that pale ass skin lmao)

-Will 100% lather you in sunscreen and just paper your shoulder with kisses.

-He's not taking you to eh pool he's taking you to the beach and you're just sitting together, enjoying one another company

-"I'm fucking you within an inch of your life after this." H admits in monotone, skin already starting to darken in a tan

-"Yes splendid." You reply still resting, enjoying the faint heat of the sun.

Buggy

-HAHAAAAAA this man will tear it off and then feel bad and get you another one...just to tear that off too

-is a sucker for the bikinis with anything on the boobs lmao he thinks they look like targets

-I like to think that ocean water is the only thing like that is an issue lmao so it is safe to say he's in the pool every summer, roughhousing with you and the rest of his crew

-I mean just a bunch of fucking kids lmao, macro polo, chicken fight, pretending to be a shark, you name it

-accidentally caused a nip slip tho and yelled for everyone to look away while shielding his girl.

[rottingghosty]

Sexiest Vigilantes of Amity Park | DC X DP

this was inspired by that one audio where someone says nightwing being gotham’s sexiest vigilante. all dp characters are aged up in this prompt, so the phantom team are 18-19.

once again, errors will be made because while im fluent in english, i make mistakes cause im a 23 year old who works full time.

prompt: Sam came back from a gala in Gotham and overheard some people talk about how Nightwing was voted as the sexiest vigilante in Gotham and well. She couldn’t resist being a mischievous best friend okay? All of Gotham finding out that a small town in Illinois has their own vigilantes and they’re the sexiest in one Sam Manson’s eyes.

One is her girlfriend, the other is her ex boyfriend. Sam isn’t blind especially considering how Danny learned to change his ghost form so he looks almost similar to how he looks like not transformed, obviously he’s learned to hide his features but it’s kinda redundant when everyone in Amity Park knows who he is but somehow the Fentons besides Jazz don’t know. Danny’s a lot taller, almost Jack Fenton’s height and he had a TOTAL sleeper build that was hidden underneath the baggy clothes he wore.

Sam was getting off topic, anyway.

“What do you mean you find the vigilantes of your hometown more attractive than Nightwing?” A girl Sam’s age asked with genuine shock, her green eyes wide as she tucked a strand of red hair behind her ear. Sam found her pretty but in the same way she found Jazz pretty, with no romantic interest.

“I mean I’m not from Gotham obviously, but we have two vigilantes back home and everyone has a crush on Red Huntress and Phantom.”

Instantly the group around Sam tittered excitedly at this new information, she let a smirk grow on her face. While she hated that her family dragged her to a gala again, she didn’t mind it that much right now when she can flex the knowledge about Danny and Val on people who don’t even know about them. Tucker and her are very much aware on how attractive the two vigilantes had gotten overtime especially with the new gear upgrades. They’ve witnessed fangirls and fanboys go rabid at any ghost fight just to see the way Danny’s muscles ripple or when Val pulls a move that shows off her flexibility.

The two weren’t afraid to say how hot the two became.

Sam pulled out her phone to show a photo of Danny as Phantom in the middle of fighting with Skulker— the ghosts attacks became less of a worry once the team realized they were basically trying to figure out how strong Danny was as a baby ghost and roughened him up to help him grow to protect his haunt.

The photo after Danny showed Val as Red Huntress, she was standing on her hoverboard going against Ember. The two mid battle with Val about to land a hit on Ember.

A low whistle was heard that caused Sam to snap her head to and the girls to jump with various squeaks. In front of her stood Stephanie Brown, a family friend of the Wayne family and Timothy Drake-Wayne. Sam’s eyes narrowed in suspicion wondering why the two were even here, before she can ask a voice spoke out.

“Personally I believe the person behind the scenes is more attractive, though I suppose Nightwing can keep the title he has since nobody knows how Oracle looks like.”

Sam turned to look at Carmilla Masters in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see Vlad’s heir at the Wayne Gala but she couldn’t be surprised either since Vlad was adamant on making connections.

“Ouch, abandoning Danny and Red Huntress like that?” Sam teased with a smirk, watching a flush settled on Carmilla’s tanned cheeks- her freckles prominent from the embarrassment.

“Oh shut it Manson.”

Before the two can delve deeper into their teasing, Timothy interrupted them.

“I believe Phantom deserves it.”

“Nuh uh, Red Huntress is better than. I vote Bat Girl also.” Stephanie says with crossed arms and raising an eyebrow at Tim who narrowed his eyes in response.

The group quickly began to debate, going only slightly louder as Sam watched with a wide smile and knowledge that this was being recorded and she’d get to embarrass the two back home once it was uploaded.

“You’re a devil.” Carmilla tells Sam, the older woman’s lips wrapped around the champagne glass to take a sip.

“I’ll send you the reaction.”

The woman sniffed delicately as she rolled the idea around in her head. “Deal. Tell Danny that he needs to come up with an excuse to get out of the family dinner that Vlad’s planning next week, we both know he hates them.” Carmilla says as she gives a smile, her canines showing briefly and Sam dutifully ignores the fact that they’re more like fangs than anything. She swears the Masters family come from a lineage of vampires.

“I’ll let him know.”

“HA! Phantom won in the group vote, so Nightwing isn’t the sexiest vigilante!” Timothy Drake-Wayne with an air of confidence that’s quickly shattered by Richard Grayson coming up with a confused puppy like look. Carmilla takes a sharp breath and looks away, it made Sam eye the two of them.

Only for her eyes to widen.

“Not a word.”

“What’s this about Nightwing not being the sexiest?” Dick Grayson curiously asked with a head tilt.

tldr: sam, in a good friend fashion- decided to bestow upon the rich kids the knowledge of phantom and red huntress after someone brought up nightwing being the sexiest in gotham. it quickly turned into a debate and a reluctant ally (carmilla masters, oc and heir of dalv co) shows up to throw her two cents in. sam of course calls out this betrayal and the two witness the argument on the sidelines.

this is implied reformed / redeemed vlad who decided to give the company to a relative and now just tries to feed his obsession with family dinners :)

[kashverse]

based off of this request ☆ kunafamily masterlist

ah, marriage. truly a blessing, a union of souls, a sacred bond forged through love and commitment.

or whatever.

because there is nothing beautiful about it when your twelve-year-old daughter stomps into the house, still in her dusty-ass middle school uniform, drops her backpack by the door with the weight of a woman who has seen the horrors of war, and announces—

“mama. papa. i am getting married.”

...

there is a silence. a deafening, suffocating, air-sucked-out-of-the-room silence. the only sound is the low hum of the AC and the softest shuffle of mr. pickles, your ancient maine coon, who, for the first time in what seems like eons, flops in front of babykuna’s feet. a humble offering. a plea for mercy. baby the tabby? he lets out a single, horrified, “YEEEOOOWWWWWL—” like he has just witnessed a first-degree felony right before his very eyes.

you? you’re laughing. not because it’s funny, but because your brain is short-circuiting. “babe,” you choke, eyes darting to sukuna, who has gone uncharacteristically still. you swear you can hear the windows error sound effect echoing inside his head. but he blinks, snaps out of it, and suddenly—

“THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN MARRIED?”

you jolt, clutching your chest. “sukuna, for the love of god, inside voice.” but he is hyperventilating. actually hyperventilating.

he stumbles forward like a man on his last legs, dropping to his knees so that he is face-to-face with babykuna. “baby,” he starts, voice tight, shaking, the desperation of a father who has just been emotionally gutted. “marriage is a big deal. are you sure about this?” 

babykuna, bless her obnoxiously stubborn heart, crosses her arms.

“yes.”

sukuna visibly deflates. “but—but why?” he croaks, rubbing his face as if this is causing him physical pain. “what happened to all the other snot-nosed brats?”

babykuna huffs. “they were gross, papa.”

“EXACTLY.” he seethes. “they’re all gross! including this one!”

“nuh-uh. he’s different.”

sukuna looks like he’s about to throw up. he grips her little shoulders, voice dropping to a low, grave whisper.

“listen, babygirl. i will give you anything. anything you want. you want another cat? i’ll get you another cat. you want half of my company shares? done. a custom labubu line with your name on it? consider it already in production.”

babykuna’s brows knit, lips pursed in deep thought. there’s hope. hope that maybe, the dreaded king of the corporate world will win this negotiation. but then—

“no.”

babykuna stomps off to her room.

and as she marches away, victorious, baby the tabby lets out a final, gut-wrenching shriek, a soulful cry that echoes down the halls like the mourning of a thousand fallen soldiers. mr. pickles lets out a deep, ancient sigh, the kind only a being who has lived through generations of turmoil can muster.

and sukuna? he just slumps to the floor, lifeless, broken, defeated.

“i’ve lost her,” he whispers, staring blankly ahead. “i’ve fucking lost her.”

you pat his head. “there, there. at least she didn’t pick a finance bro.”

the next day, there is a shift in the air. you sense it first, the way the walls seem to breathe easier, the way the atmosphere in the sukuna household isn’t shrouded in impending doom. and then you see it.

babykuna walks in, her steps just a bit heavier, like she’s carrying the weight of the world on her tiny shoulders. mr. pickles, who has been mourning nonstop since yesterday, immediately flops next to her feet, a slow, dramatic descent that speaks volumes.

please, his weary, ancient eyes seem to say. do not get rid of me when you are married.

baby the tabby, however, is far less sentimental. he doesn’t even look at her. doesn’t even acknowledge her presence. babykuna notices.

“baby,” she calls. baby the tabby flicks his tail and turns away. the ultimate betrayal. she frowns, drops her backpack on the floor, and then—

“i’m not getting married anymore.”

silence.

mr. pickles exhales a long, tired sigh, as if the very gods have heard his prayers. baby the tabby, however? ecstatic.

he springs onto babykuna like he’s just won the lottery, tackling her to the sofa and kneading her chest with such fiery, unbridled passion you fear he might actually give himself a heart attack. but the real show? sukuna.

because the moment those words leave babykuna’s mouth, he goes dead still. and then, slowly, so slowly, he turns to you with the wide, gleeful, demented grin of a man who has just cheated death. “babe,” he breathes. “call a baker.”

“...a baker?”

he nods, eyes gleaming.

“i’m getting a cake.”

you blink. “for...?”

“us.”

he grips your shoulders, voice thick with emotion.

“a congratulations cake. for us. we fucking did it.”

[ceaselesswatchersspecialboy]

By popular demand (three people enabled me)

The options are designed to sound as unhinged as possible, so some things may be worded in an odd way. Honestly, it’s not hard to sound unhinged with what Arthur and John get up to!

These are all off the top of my head, so I may have missed out on some wonderful opportunities, alas.

Edit: There is a small error in here, so if you notice it, just pay no mind. I am half asleep. I short-circuited.

[delcakoo]

So not sure if those short fics are wonki only but i was hoping you’d write on hee seeing you wear another members hoodie pls? Ty!

LOL i write for everyone but my anons seem to be wonki biased,, (jus like me tho)

“hee, i was trying to watch someth-mmph,” your boyfriend’s lips cut yours off rudely, similarly to his body that crushes yours as he wraps around you like a koala.

“netflix can wait, no?” he mumbles against your jaw, sharp nose digging into the soft skin of your cheek. “boyfriend’s first.”

sighing in defeat, your phone is thrown lazily across the couch before you’re returning heeseung’s embrace, smiling at the content groan he releases once your arms encase him. he’s milliseconds from moving back up and sneaking another kiss, only for his peripheral vision to slowly fall across a seemingly new, unidentifiable green hoodie covering your torso.

he frowns; it definitely isn’t his, and you usually tell him when you get new clothes..

meanwhile — waiting rather impatiently for the kiss he initiated first — your brows furrow. “what?”

not offering a response, heeseung cranes his neck down to sniff the soft material, frowning when the comfort of your scent is nowhere to be found. “baby, where’d you get this?” he inquires, tone laced in utter confusion.

you blink, shrugging absentmindedly. “it was just.. lying on the floor. finders keepers, losers weepers.”

he immediately pouts, bambi eyes turning down sulkily as he grips onto the hoodie’s sleeve. “baby,” he repeats in a whine, “my room is only a few steps away. this looks like jake’s.”

“well.. i was tired and cold and you took too long making snacks.” you attempt to defend yourself, despite knowing damn well your boyfriend may as well break the record for fastest ramen-maker after the countless times he’s served you both.

either way, heeseung spares your pathetic rebuttal, instead squirming out of your arms to pace over to his bedroom with quick strikes and a determined huff. the whole time, you send him whines and complaints from the couch, scolding him for leaving the cuddle session early — even more so when he disappears behind the door accompanied by noisy clacks of coat hangers knocking each other.

“finally,” you grumpily announce once he returns, arms extending to make grabby hands along the way. however, when you try to pull him back onto the couch, the bastard moves away, pointing at the purple hoodie in his grasp stubbornly.

“nuh-uh, hoodie off first,” heeseung demands.

“but hee, i want—“

unfortunately, you’re interrupted once more by a strict glare. “you can have cuddles when you aren’t wearing my bandmates clothes.”

his stubbornness always wins, apparently. as you accept defeat, you roll your eyes while yanking the material over your head. “so dramatic..“

heeseung doesn’t seem to mind your jab, much too busy smiling cutely as you pull his hoodie on instead, snickering at how it looks way bigger than usual. even more so when you expectedly gaze up at him, opening your arms and humming when he falls into them at last.

suddenly, heeseung’s spinning around so you’re the one perched up on his lap, deer-like eyes scanning over you in adoration. “there’s my baby,” he pecks your lips through mumbles, thumb rubbing your cheek to enhance his affection. “so pretty in my clothes.”

your lips descend to gently find a home against his neck — though you never admit it’s really to hide the blush arising from his words. “yours is more comfy, n’ it smells like you.”

he grins, a veiny hand moving up to run through your hair. “good. i plan to pull the hyung-card and make sure no hoodies are lying around here except mine from now on.”

you can only laugh, despite knowing that he’s not exactly joking.

hi loves my exam-fried brain produced this so i apologize for any errors <\3

[skeletonh0e]

A can of worms

Not a lot of smut for the Freshy Boy, so I gotta rectify that. Fresh is ace but sex neutral. Some kinks included are praise kink, minor size kink, tentadick, and Fresh being Fresh. Also ig loss of virginity on Fresh's side of things, he's inexperienced but not innocent. Reader has AFAB anatomy but pronouns are gender neutral. There's no real plot, only smut, eat up hoes (affectionate). Minors DNI

What was that saying about a can of worms? Once you open it you can't put all of them back? That's how you felt right now, the strange situation of dating Fresh Sans of all people was already one you were still adjusting to. Then came the suggestion of sleeping with this parasite...one you were both intrigued by and definitely considering.

Fresh never brought it up himself, you already suspected a lack of interest and part of the reason you put off ever bringing up the topic. Not to mention the possibility of whether or not he even can do such things was rattling around in your noggin'. However one night you felt bold, the two of you happily in each others embrace when you suddenly cupped his crotch. Right where his hypothetical dick should be.

"I want you."

The confusion was quite literally spelled out as his sunglasses only displayed a various amount of question marks. ".....want what?"

It was a hell of a way to kill your confidence, your face flushed as you asked the next big question. "Can....can you not have sex?"

"what is that?"

You stare at him, "Are you messing with me?"

His sucks in his non-existent lips, his glasses reading out 'NO' and you settled in that you're definitely opening some type of "can of worms" here. You do your best to explain it and it wasn't as hard as you were dreading, Fresh (despite what some will say) isn't stupid and he already knows the basic about different genitalia. The rest was just explaining the finer functions of it.

Of course, talking was one thing. Actually demonstrating with another. You ask the next big question.

"Do you wanna see what I have?"

"oh hell yeah!"

God this man loved to touch you, it was honestly pretty endearing, even in this context. You told him to wait first at the very least, something he reluctantly obeys. You removed your shirt with little fan fair, he's seen your breasts before albeit not completely bare. Next you drop your shorts then your underwear, the sight of bottom half definitely caught his attention.

You set yourself down, spreading your legs to allow him a change to properly look. You don't just stop there, reaching a hand down to part your lower lips. Fresh strangely silent, he comes closer his sunglasses surprisingly blank. Taking in every detail of your cunt, the simple attention alone turns you on and you're not sure you can handle the embarrassment of him commenting on how wet you already are.

"so that's what of these looks like" is instead the first comment that leaves his mouth.

"Never seen a pussy before?" you ask, wishing you could be as calm as he was about it, you hated you were blushing so much.

"nuh-uh! heard 'bout 'em though," his sunglasses don't reveal much, but his head is still firmly down looking at your cunt. It's clear he finds it as beautiful as any part of you. "it's cuteeee can i touch it?"

The can of worms is definitely being opened.

"Y-Yeah, just....be gentle, it's sensitive."

He nods, grinning clearly pleased by the answer. He did what you did at first, tracing the outline of your lips with his boney fingers, parting them before gently tracing you through the layers of your folds. Clearly just content to be touching you but taking note of each reaction you make, you know for a fact most wouldn't believe you if you said the hyperactive Fresh could be surprisingly patient with certain things.

"Have you seen what a cock is?" you quickly realized that term also means chicken and you correct yourself before he summons one of his rubber ones to screech in your face, "A penis I mean."

"those? yeah i saw error's once" he says it so matter of factly and you struggle to hide your surprise at the phrase.

"You have?"

"yeeeeee i snuck up on him while he was alone, he was rubbin' that thing like crazy and got #PISSED when i asked what waz up, didn't get much explanation outta him" the fact that he keeps talking after that, "the thing was pretty big, coulda convinced me it was an extra leg and at the base there was this really-"

"Enough about Error's dick." you interrupted, you hear anymore and you're not gonna be able to look the man in the eye the next time you see him. "Can you- ah!" he seems to have found your clit, something he instantly recognizes as a good thing, choosing to roll his thumb over it again. You're tempted to almost just let him do this but you're far too tempted not to ask. "Do you- uh, have something like that? Or can you make something like that?"

"hmmmmmm" he's clearly more fixated on your pussy right now than the idea of giving himself anything, still keeping two digits on your clit rolling hard circles into it as his thumb drifts down. Pressing right at your entrance but not entering it. If you're knowledge on skeletons was anything something normally forms naturally when they're aroused because of magic, typically what they're most comfortable with, but as far as you can see there isn't really anything. "yeah i can you want something like that?"

You nod, not trusting your voice right now.

"cool beans!" his pants are removed, well tugged down awkwardly with one hand as the other one refuses to stop the word it's doing and something is forming around his pelvis, pink magic that seems good like in it's consistency. It makes something that's well....not a cock necessarily, at least not a normal one but it's vaguely phallic. Stirring to attention, it was thick, kinda veiny, and squirmy. Naturally wet.

Heh. Almost like a worm, go figure.

"like this?" he asks, "i can make it bigger"

"It's plenty big already." you're pretty sure you wouldn't be able to wrap your hand around it if you tried

"for real? error's was-"

"Enough about Error!" that came across as more genuinely angry than intended, you quickly compose yourself. Fresh clearly amused by that outburst more than anything, your eyes remained focused on the tentacle shaped member. It was large, not to much in length it was only above average in that regard but the thickness of it was something else.

You decide for now it's best not to test your limits, but the idea that Fresh did offer to make it bigger is tempting. You feel your insides burn a bit at the idea of it, but you remain focused on the task at hand.

"This." you lean forward, wrapping your hand around it and to your surprise the tendril curls around your inner palm, a soft blush rising to Fresh's cheeks. His entire body seeming to tense at the new sensation, "Goes inside me."

He didn't need that explained to him further, if anything his thumb pressed right against your tight needy hole steadily has pressure applied to it. You almost worry he's actually going to shove it in but he doesn't. "and that feels good?"

"Supposed to, yeah," you know it will, his cock is wet, your pussy is probably wetter and you just want him more now than ever. "It'll feel good for you too."

"i mean i don't doubt that" his hand is removed from your silt, he presses his knee onto the plushness beneath you he can climb on top of you properly. Likewise you removed your hand from his cock, the slimy creature almost clinging to you as you pulled your hand back. Idly you two reposition yourselves, you hook a leg around his hips and he clings firmly onto your waist. He lines his newly formed member to your cunt, his cock seems to almost have a mind of it's own.

Wriggling around through your folds, nudging harshly against your clit making you moan and Fresh has to properly wrangle it in so that it nears your entrance. You have half a mind to tell him to hurry it up, but thankfully Fresh wasn't known for his patience.

He slams into all at once, you're both wet enough to accommodate for it. Doesn't mean you don't fully feel the stretch of his strange member pussy against your velvety walls. You moan loudly as you throw your head back, but somehow Fresh is the more vocal between the two of you.

"oh that's tight" clearly it was meant to be said in the same tone as any of his other 'cool' catch phrases but it came out more strained and raspy, nearly a groan. His hips already perform some light thrusts, more out of impulse than anything, the new sensations were frankly a bit overwhelming to the parasite. "really tight- fuck"

It takes you a minute to respond, you already feel the tendril wiggling around inside you and the feeling of it accidentally brushing against your g-spot is intoxicating. "Good?" you ask him a bit out of breath.

"beyond good why does every part of you feel so amazing?" he thrusts again, a bit harder this time and he enjoys the moan that gets him. Those silly little 'yolo' glasses show only hearts as he focuses down on you, admittedly despite the pleasure it naturally brings him it definitely becomes clear you're the center of it all. He wouldn't have bothered with this if it was with anyone else.

But it's with you. He likes touching you. He likes making you feel good. And he becomes a rather quick learner from the feel of it. His grip on your waist tightens and he picks up the pace a bit, each moan you make further encouragement.

And in typical Fresh fashion, he doesn't shut up.

"heh..heh...your face looks really pretty like this" one hand grips your jaw, making sure the two of you keep your eyes locked on each other. And your pussy clenches down on his cock, something he seems to take notice of, "do you....like it when i call you pretty? cuz you really are and you feel so fuckin' good-"

You both yet and (mostly) love how well he's catching on, he keeps cooing praises to you, which is already enough to fuel the flames of your oncoming orgasm but he manages to ram into your g spot again at just the right time and you cry out his name as you cum violently on his length.

"FRESH!"

"oh fuck!"

His grip on you nearly becomes painful as he thrusts through your orgasm, nearly making you see white as your body goes limp and his entire body quakes as he's hit with his own climax. Entirely lost in the sauce at this rate, making a noise that's a mix of a grunt and another groan, a hot liquid feels your cunt and your nearly whimper at the over-stimulation of the act.

He pants a bit, your pant more. And then...he pulls out, looking down at the mess he made with tightly knitted bone brows. "sorry uh....didn't know that would happen-"

"No need, that's supposed to happen, I wanted it to happen." You do finally look down at your now cum filled pussy....there's a lot more than you were expecting and appropriately....it's pink? Bright pink? Maybe some blue and yellow in there? And....it's glowing? You'd be concerned if you had slept with anyone other than Fresh, but this just fills so appropriately him.

And you're full of him.

"That was....good, do you wanna go again?"

"if you want to sure" he shrugs, clearly happy to just be spending time with you, however he does suddenly lean back down to press at your clit. Playfully pinching it a bit and nearly smirking as it makes you gasp, "can I play with this some first?"

Can of worms? Definitely opened. You don't want to put any of them back though.

"Absolutely."

[tharett]

Tallulaaaah 💕🥰🤏

If you see any errors: nuh uh‼️‼️‼️🗣️

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Si miran errores: A QUE NO ‼️‼️‼️🗣️

[thebrainrotsreal]

Love alternate realities, love diff dimensions, love thinking about all the different types of evil Mark there can be! I just had to design some ideas for it! :D It ended up being how subtle or not subtle I can nod to Nolan's design, haha, which was fun. btw: If you see any spelling errors: nuh uh, there aren't any and you can't trick me.

[mggumi]

be humble

Tw: Fucking in public, creampie, female pronoun reader, sub! Hyunjin, whiney hyunjin, mentions of the other members knowing what they are doing 💀, mommy/Noona/misstres kink, Hyunjin being a shameless whore

Note: English is not my first language so forgive me if there are spelling errors!!! ☹️

It all started as a flirt, it was just a couple kissing and you supporting Hyunjin on the tour bus since of course your cute boyfriend couldn't think of anything else other than to take you to be Emotional support, hyunjin's hands were sweaty and his glasses were foggy.

Wow, you didn't even touch him well and he was already moaning in the kiss, the tongues went back and forth in a careless kiss, poor whoever saw them, the shock and surprise would take him to the grave But even with all the kisses in the world you didn't know how to calm Hyunjin down and even worse now that he was desperate for you "H-honey...please, I need it so much" He said almost in a pathetic gasp, he attached his crotch to your thigh trying to create friction on his hard cock.

"poor baby, you look so pathetic...you get horny for some kisses" Your tone was cruel and he knew it was true so in desperation he lunged at you, kissing you more furiously Making the task of breathing very complicated, after the intense exchange of saliva hyunjin began to beg "Please mommy! I been good all week, I haven't flirted with other girls, I haven't touched my cock, it's only yours" He said as he brought your hand closer to his rock hard cock, in the end you gave it a squeeze making Hyunjin let out a very lascivious moan, "Mommy! Please do it again..." He screamed while he insinuated himself

"nuh-uh, poor baby who really thinks Let me touch it" Hyunjin's face was devastated by your words, he clung to your arms, hands and even tried to rub against your thigh But you looked at him dirty and he knew he had to stop. Didn't it make it better seeing Jeongin and Han go back to where you were and you talking to them like it was nothing He exaggeratedly began to grab your arm like a baby Whispering the most perverted things anyone can think of "Mommy, tell them to go away and that we're busy...no kidding, We'll be having sex the whole way!' Or maybe whispering to you how hard it is "Come on mommy...I know you want it inside you too, mommy come on it's very hard and dripping just for you" After a while you stopped talking to the boys and in a change of position you had Hyunjin below you "You want to be a dirty whore, huh? Well, I guess you can handle being inside me but you can't cum." You said as you pulled out your soaked panties, the sight making Hyunjin's mouth water and just like you said Hyunjin entered inside you, letting out a moan that you had to silence.

The moans that Hyunjin let out while he fucked you were pornographic, but he tried to make them quieter, in any case you didn't help either by whispering things in his ear He was trying to be good and not cum but your pussy was practically absorbing him and squeezing him without letting go, it was the best thing that could have happened to him while he was on the bus, it wasn't going to last "Mommy, I'm going to cum!" He groaned, making Han Jisung turn around in the direction of the two of you Hyunjin's face was a fucked up expression, his eyes rolling back in his head as saliva and tears came out along with an obscene amount of moans The surprise was so much that he wished he had headphones like Seungmin, Hyunjin with one last thrust released all his load inside you

"I don't know what I expected from you, you dirty whore...but look now you have someone else to play with" You said while looking at han jisung.

WAHHH THIS IS MY FIRST "FANFIC"

[ancha-aus]

RealAgeAU Drabble - The Scheme

I am back!

More RealAgeAU. With the baby <3 Hey @spotaus get in here :D

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Cross walks from side to side “This is bad. This is very bad.” Cross even flickers in and out of view.

Dust holds out an arm and catches Cross by the arm before pulling him to sit next to him on the ground. Nightmare notices what Dust wants and climbs from his lap into Cross’s lap.

Dust watches as Cross snuggles their babybones and relaxes a little.

Dust nods and focusses back on what Error had shared with them.

Only to see that Dream is also close to a panic attack. Great.

Dream tugs on his own hands as he rambles “Fate and Balance are too dangerous! They will try to force Nightmare to change his domain. They already tried with me but with me being so well known and seeing as I already told everyone they knew it would attract too much attention if they made me change…”

Error groans as he sighs “Yes. I know. It is why I called for this meeting.”

The meeting being in some random AU with them, Error, Dream and Blue.

Blue pulls Dream near and puts an arm around his shoulders “Hey it will be fine. Error already hid where they are hiding and only us two know he is even alive.”

Dream shakes his skull “They just need to start checking universes. As soon as they find the right one they will know he is there. And notice Error’s meddling.”

Nightmare shoots Error a worried look but Error just shrugs “I will be fine. Balance already hates me anyway.” Nightmare does not look happy as he glances at Dust.

Dust frowns “They will just know? how?”

Dream searches for the right words “It is a god thing… if we are in a universe we can notice fellow gods or stuff changed by gods. It is why Nightmare and I could always sense each other.”

Killer tilts his skull “Seriously? I thought that was just a twin thing?”

Nightmare shakes his skull “No it was a god thing.”

Killer huh’s and looks off into the distance.

Horror frowns as he thinks “Meaning we can’t just keep hiding?”

Error shrugs as he looks to the side “I changed the universe code and makeup enough to make it unable to be found unless you make a very specific jump. The problem is that sometimes some gods can override bans placed by other gods.” He mutters softer “well… one exception with some very complicated and specific scenarios.”

Dust shoots Error a look “Can we copy that?” If they can do that maybe they can continue being relaxed here. Relax as they watch Nightmare develop his newly developing powers.

Error shakes his skull “Not without messing around with the save files, load files, reset files and save states.” He just shakes his skull at the looks everyone sends him “don’t ask how the guy made that mess work for himself.”

Dream looks at him worried “There has to be something we can do!”

Dust blinks as he feels a tug on his hoody. He looks to the side and sees nothing so he sighs “Cross. Visible please.”

A moment before Cross, and Nightmare, reappear again. Cross looks embarrassed. Nightmare however looks smug “We do what Dream did.”

Dust turns to Nightmare “What do you mean?” the silence around them is loud.

Nightmare nods “Dream says they can’t influence him because they know forcing him to change will attract attention. They don’t like being known. There is a reason people thought Error and I were the reason for all the bad stuff. Because they want us to be the face. They don’t want to be held responsible.”

Dust sees where he is going with this and doesn’t like it “Nightmare… please tell me you aren’t thinking what I think you are thinking.”

Nightmare keeps looking smug “We should reintroduce me.”

The loud and in sync shouting of No’s even surprises Dust as Cross after his own shout just holds Nightmare closer.

Killer sits down next to them “No. Nuh-uh. We aren’t doing that. Ever.”

Nightmare frowns “But we need to? If we don’t Fate or Balance will eventually find us.” He huffs as he crosses his arms “I like my domain but I can’t exactly use it to attack in anyway.”

Cross just holds him close and nuzzles his skull “We will defend you!”

Nightmare frowns “You guys are strong but…”

Error sighs “Fate and Balance are a league on their own… It is how they can just decide and change domains after all.” he sighs and shakes his skull “I don’t meet them a lot but lets say that near the start they made it clear what my domain entitled.”

Dust frowns and reconsiders some things. He never truly considered how Error ended up picking his domain. How Nightmare even knew what his entitled… If there are these much stronger beings around…

Horror must had made the same conclusion as he shoots Nightmare a look “what was your idea?”

Nightmare smiles a tiny bit as he speaks “We start reintroducing me. We start obviously with the safest options first and work from there. Then by the time they find us, it will be too late and old news and changing my domain will be too suspicious for them to do.”

Dream looks unhappy “Who would we reintroduce you to first?”

Nightmare grins with a knowing smile.

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Reaper frowns as he floats from side to side in the beautiful garden. Careful not to touch anything.

Life giggles “I think you are worrying for nothing old friend.”

Reaper groans “I don’t like this. are you sure about this? I can still change the location and we can skip this meeting.”

Life shakes his face and looks excited “Reaper. Hearing that Dream and Error want to meet us about something very special? With special guests? Of course I want to meet them.”

Reaper frowns as he looks around nervously “If people find out I knew where you were…”

Life shrugs as she makes her tea “Balance already knows either way. She knew before you did. They never told anyone either. Meaning in the end others not knowing isn’t that dangerous.”

Reaper sighs as he floats over to grab his own tea to drink “I still worry…”

Life nods “I know. You worry too much.” She grins at him teasing “So how is your secret beau?”

Reaper shoots her a look “Don’t start.”

Life giggles and hums a happy tune “You can hardly blame me. It is very rare you truly connect with someone.”

Reaper sighs as he rubs his neck “Don’t start.”

Life giggles before both of them look up as they notice the change in the air. New people have entered this hidden space.

Reaper and Life look out and hear a voice which Reaper knows is Error.

“Life generally is in this area by the blossom trees. I can only assume she and Reaper will be there.”

Reaper knows they both are listening for any other voices.

“Life just… hangs around here? Doesn’t that get boring?”

Reaper is still slightly shocked to hear Killer. He knew there was going to be a special guest but still.

Reaper knew that Error knew where Nightmare was and that means that he would knew where the gang is but still… it shocks him.

It only takes a moment before Error walks into view and he grins “See? found them.” and he continues leading the way. Dream is nearby with Blue as Killer walks in after them with Dust and Horror close behind.

Reaper frowns as he notes the obvious absent Cross and Nightmare but well… it is something.

Error leads them over as Life stands up herself with a small smile “It is a pleasure to finally see the faces of those who are the center of much talk around our universes.”

Reaper snorts as he sees all of them look sheepishly away.

Dream rubs his cheek “It is nice to finally get to meet you Life… I have heard much about you… Thank you for allowing us to visit you in your home!”

Killer rolls his sockets and copies his voice but softer and Dream does not even turn around or drop his smile as he kicks behind him and hits Killer’s shin.

Life smiles amused “Oh that is alright. I must say I was very curious about the fact that you wished to meet us.” And she waits.

Dream looks nervously at Error and Killer before looking to the side.

Error raises his brow at Killer and crosses his arms “Well?”

Killer shoots Horror and Dust a look. Dust nods to him and Killer turns to them with a smile “What can I say? We needed some time to relax and figure stuff out but now we are more than ready to continue on! Foremost.” He grins “Cross?”

Silence.

Killer sighs and turns around as he looks into the nothing “Cross I know you are there. Stop hiding the two of you.”

A very unhappy mutter.

Reaper blinks confused. He hadn’t even sensed Cross… How… Reaper glances at Life and Life looks shocked herself.

Reaper can understand him not noticing someone but this is Life’s realm. Her home. Made of her magic. How had she not noticed someone entering?

Killer glares and crosses his arms “Cross. We are here to reintroduce him.”

Cross grumbles unhappily but appears and-

Reaper stares and his mind blanks.

Nightmare is looking up at Cross highly amused before turning to Killer and holding out two arms. Killer easily takes him over before walking closer to Life and Reaper. Cross makes a wounded sound and hurries after Killer.

Killer grins as he proudly holds Nightmare up “Meet! Nightmare! God is restoration!”

Nightmare grins and raises a tiny tiny arm in a wave “hi.”

Oh shit even his voice is young and what even is this?!

Life coos and before Reaper can blink she is suddenly holding Nightmare and holding him close “Oh you are just adorable. No wonder they hid with you and kept the multiverse away from you.” she smiles happily at the panicked looking skeletons “Well? Are you all coming? I will make us a meal and we will talk about all that happened.” She nuzzles the tiny skull with a happy hum “Oh tiny skeletons are just too cute. I will make sure to make something you like. Do you have any favourites?”

Nightmare just stares at her confused as he shoots the other skeletons a helpless look.

Horror walks over and speaks calmly “His magic is still resettling and he can’t always eat everything…”

Life shoots him a look and nods “I understand.” He grabs hold of Horror and pulls him along too as she floats towards another part of her area “I assume you know about his diet? Come along we will prepare some for all of you.” she raises her voice and aims it at the others “Get comfortable! We will be right back.” And they disappear behind some bushes.

Killer slowly tilts his skull “… did that god just steal our mate and babybones?”

Dust looks after where they disappeared himself “I am honestly not sure…” he shoots Error a glare “I thought you said Life would be fine to be introduced to?”

Error huffs “Because she is?” he rubs the back of his neck “I guess it makes sense… she is the goddess of life. Of course she gets excited at the sight of children… I think she will eventually give him back to you guys…”

Cross is glaring into the distance “She better or I will not be held responsible for what I will do.”

Killer and Dust both look highly amused.

Reaper finally finds his voice “Why is Nightmare tiny?”

The others actually look at him and Blue grins widely “You got like two hours? It is a long story.”

Dream laughs and nods “I can only assume we have enough time before Life returns with Nightmare and Horror.”

Cross huffs “You guys explain.” He disappears from view, and Reaper suddenly can’t feel his lifeforce anymore.

Killer grins “Have fun hunting and stalking love! See you in a bit!”

Dust takes a seat in a chair and grins “Ready for a short explanation?”

Reaper nods and gets ready. He has no doubt this will be quite the tale.

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[lunallaa]

||calling him by his first name||

gotham knights!jason todd x gn!reader

{not edited/proof read please excuse any errors♡}

You honestly didn't even realize that you said it. It was one of those rare late nights where Jason was out on patrol, and you were stuck back home at your shared apartment, struggling to fall asleep ever since he had left for the night. Normally after a long day of work and errands like today sleep came easy, you'd take a hot shower maybe have a cup of that tea Jason buys specifically to help with sleep, and then gather you and the new kitten the two have recently adopted and sleep until he came home. Tonight however, was a different case. No amount of tossing and turning, fluffing your pillows, cups of tea, or white noise playing on your phone could help you sleep.

Thankfully after however many(few) hours your body must've finally realized that you were in fact tired and in need of sleep cause when you woke up next, it was to your kitten stirring and loudly meowing at the bedroom door. Jason was finally home, and from the sounds of things he had just put away his gear from patrol and was making his way to your shared bedroom. You were always confident in your boyfriend and his family's capabilities at what they do, that you never exactly feared one of them never coming home, but it always filled you with such relief and peace whenever he walked through that door. Most times he's worn down and maybe nursing an injury but he's in one peice.

“Welcome home Jason.”

You had barely managed to say it in an audible enough volume with how much sleep and exhaustion you were fighting off. Despite that, it was clear he had heard you anyways. Through half lidded eyes struggling to remain open for more than a few seconds at a time you saw him pause from loving on your kitten almost as if you had told him something ridiculous and he was taking a moment to process it. It wasn't until you had registered his silence lasting longer that it should've for a moment like this, that you started to sober up from you sleepy state and turn your full attention to him.

“What's the matter-”

“Are you mad at me?”

“What are you tal-”

“Are you mad at me?”

“Jason-”

“You're mad at me.”

With a huff you push yourself up and remove yourself from the plush warm covers and expose yourself to the surprisingly cold air of your bedroom as you sit and stare at your boyfriend who stands holding your cat just a few feet from you staring back at you.

“Why would I be mad?”

“You called me Jason.”

You're tempted to crawl right back under your blankets. For how large and scary your boyfriend tends to be, when it comes to you he can be so silly and endearingly pathetic. You will admit that you hardly ever call him by his first name after the first few months of dating and it had only been petnames and nicknames since. Both of your first names were a rare occurrence in your household with how disgustingly in love and sappy the two of you were.

“You're worried cause I called you…your name?”

“You never call me just Jason and you know that.”

“You're an idiot” he's your idiot.

The slight tension in his shoulders immediately deflates as he feigns a dramatic gasp and covers your kitten's ears as if you said a very nasty swear at the two of them.

“How could you say that in front of our daughter! Do you know how damaging it will be for her to see her parents fight?”

“Well seeing as she's only been home for a month and walked in on her parents being very loving with each other more times than we can count on both of our hands combined, I'd say she'll be just fine.”

With the tension fully dissipated now and the both of you all giggles and love sick smiles, Jason walks over to where you sit in bed and plops the kitten on your lap before kissing you softly. The sneaky bastard tries to heaten the moment up, but you (hesitantly) pull away before he's successful.

“Nuh uh. Go shower you smell like gunpowder and outside.”

“What? I thought you liked my natural musk.” He’s got that stupid playful smile on his face that never fails to get a giggle out of you.

“That is not your natural “musk”, you smell like Gotham. Now go shower before you're sleeping on the couch tonight. Jason.”

He immediately straightens up and pouts at your use of his first name again but still makes his way to the bathroom. You don't miss the way he leaves the door completely open as he turns on the water and undresses as an invitation for you to join him. With a dreamy sigh and a kiss to your kitten's forehead, you get yourself up and out of bed and make your way to the bathroom door.

Inspired by a blurb from @gay-dorito-dust !

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FLIPFLOPPED NAME INTERACTIONS

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Naming the fallen works identically to how it does in Undertale, but I thought it could be fun to add more name easter eggs. :]

[O] - Usable Names

[X] - Unusable Names

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[O] "FRISK" - WARNING! This little shit will drive you insane. Proceed anyway? (Enables Hard Mode)

[O] "ROONEY" or "ROONIE" - ". . . I see."

[X] "MADDIE" - "No. NO. NO! THAT'S MY NAME, BRAT!"

[O] "DUMMY" - "ABOUT TIME YOU REALIZED IT!!"

[O] "METTA", "MTT", or "TONTON" - "OOO~ PROMOTING MY BRAND ARE YOU DARLING?"

[X] "LEGDAD" - "SORRY DARLING, BUT THAT ALREADY MY NAME. IT SAYS SO ON THIS MUG. (ALPHYS GET ME A MUG AND A MARKER)"

[O] "HAPSTA" - "YOU CAN HAVE THAT NAME, DARLING. I DON'T NEED IT ANYMORE."

[O] "NAPSTA", "BLOOKY", or "BLOOK" - "oh... that's my name... i don't think it'll hurt to let you use it."

[X] "ALPHYS" - "H-Hey! Don't do that!"

[O] "ALPHY" or "ALPH" - "Umm. I guess that works???"

[X] "UNDYNE" - "Nuh-uh! Get your OWN name, snotface!"

[X] "PAPYRU", "PAPS", OR "PAPY" - "WOWIE! WHAT AN AWESOME NAME. THOUGH I WOULD RECOMMEND CHOOSING A CODE NAME TO USE INCASE WE'RE IN THE SAME ROOM!" (Makes you go back to the menu.)

[O] "sans" or "lazymf" - "i doubt that's your actual name, but who am i to rain on your parade, i guess."

[X] "ASGORE" - "I wouldn't want to wish this name on anyone. Please pick a different name, young one."

[O] "GOREY" - "You must be serious about this. I suppose this wouldn't hurt anyone."

[X] "TORIEL" - "Perhaps you should try picking a different name, my child. Come on, think!"

[X] "TORI" - "Uh, you are... getting the right idea, I think. But maybe try something else."

[X] "ASRIEL" or "AZZY" - "In your dreams, kid! First come, first served."

[X] "FLOWEY" - "Sorry pal, I already chose that name!"

[O] "FLOWEE" - "REAL creative solution."

[X] "CHARA" - "Demons can not be named the same name. Try again. =)"

[O] "MUFFET" or "TUFFET" - "Alright dearie, don't worry, I'll just put it on your tab~ (WARNING: THIS ENABLES TAX PAYER MODE. YOU WILL BE BROKE.)" (You start the game with -9999 G.)

[O] "SOURPU" - "Little buddy, This name is already giving me hell. Please save yourself and pick something else."

[X] "NICEZ" or "NCG" - "Sorry buddy. I'm not taking sponsors right now."

[X] "NICEE" - "Plagerism isn't very nice, buddy. Try something else. I know you can do it!"

[O] "GRILLB" - "............. fine."

[X] "TEMMIE" - "woAhz! WoAHZ! u an tem has same names!! but wait tem already pick dis name? ;w; sowee!"

[O] "TEMMIY" - "YaYAYayAYAYA!!! pwoblem solv!"

[O] "QC" or "QT" - "Hahaha! Welcome to the crew then, Hun."

[O] "BRATTY" - "Like! OHMYGOD! That's my name, creep!"

[O] "CATTY" - "Like! OHMYGOD! Bratty! Bratty! That's like, MY NAME!"

[O] "GASTER" or "GEETER" - "............ YEAH, SURE WHY NOT."

[O] "SEMI" - "HMM?! EH?! WHO'S THERE?! WHO'S INTERRUPTING MY NAP?!"

[O] "GERSON" or "GERSY" - "I highly doubt that dorky name is yer' actual name, whipper snapper. But SURE, why not? WAH HA HA!"

[O] "RIVER" or "RIVERP" - "Tra la la. Maybe that is really your name. Maybe it isn't. It doesn't matter anyway."

[X] "MK" or "GONER" - (Crashes the game)

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OTHER NAME EASTER EGGS

[X] "TOBY" - "Bark Bark!"

[O] "KRIS" - "Very interesting..."

[O] "SUZY" or "SUSIE" - "Get your own name DUMBASS!" (Instead of a "Proceed" button to confirm your name, the Proceed Button is replaced with "Ignore.'

[O] "NOEL" or "NOELLE" - "Uhm... I can't stop you, b-but, please don't???"

[O] "BIRDLY" or "BERDLY" - Hmm! It's probably the smartest choice for your name! It's not as smart as ME, though!"

[X] "RUDY" - "And risk you ruining my reputation as mayor?! Nope. Beat it."

[X] "DESS" - "I see you found the cool name. Sorry, kid. Already picked this name."

[X] "CAROL" - "......... no."

[O] "CLOVER" - "I don't see why not pard'ner!"

[X] "CEROBA" or "ROBA" - "Absolutely not."

[X] "AXIS" - "ERROR. NAME UNUSABLE. LOSER."

[X] "NORTHS" or "STARLO" - "Sorry partner, but this name ain't big enough for the two of us!"

[X] "CHUJIN" - "This is Chujin... Piss off. This is my name."

[X] "MARTLE" or "MARTLT" - "Hahaha! I'm flattered, but no, this is my name."

[X] "KANAKO" - "(They refuse to let you pick this name.)"

[X] "MO" - "Laaame! I didn't die fer' you to steal my name, kid."

[X] "DALV" - "This name carries too much grief. Sorry..."

[X] "PANGIR" or "PGIRL" - (In Comic Sans) "uh, yeah no. pick another one, bucko."

[X] "HOOLYA" - "You're an idiot if you think you can just steal my name. Beat it."

[X] "MONO" - "(I don't care who you are, Noir what you say. This name is reserved for a real hero.)"

[O] "CHLOE" - "This name feels so familiar. You are filled with the power of... giraffes?"

[O] "LILY" or "VIOLET" - "Don't worry. No Mushrooms or Hot topics to be seen down here... right?"

[O] "ROYELL" - "The name of royalty! You are filled with the power of... MK and Ronalds???"

[O] "JEFFRY" - "Have no fear, for I am a professional lawyer!"

[O] "SUSHI" - "No."

[O] "PORK" or "PROCTR" - "The EVILEST NAME!"

[X] "ARCHIE" - "(Fun fact! Raccoons are our founding fathers! Unless you are a raccoon, you won't be getting this name.)

[O] "PETER", "CHMUET", and "MOON" - "(You must be a wonderful person if you pick this name! We hope you succeed in whatever you are doing now.)"

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MISC NAMES.

[O] "ICEE" or "MERG" - "(WARNING! This name will activate NIGHTMARE MODE! One hit, and it's back to start for you. Resetting will deactivate this mode. Proceed anyway?)"

[O] "SHAYY" - "Nice try, hot shot. There is a ban on Punch cards down here."

(NAMES ARE STILL A WORK IN PROGRESS AND MORE WILL PROBABLY BE ADDED IN THE FUTURE)

~ProctorDorkchop