#it immediatly caught my eye because

[bamsara]

Hey if you're at Momocon and you're cosplaying Cult of the Lamb and you lost your red crown clip, it's on the second floor clipped to the MoMocon sign by the escalators

Unless the Red Crown flew here by itself and is people watching then nvm

[gassydumbjocks]

Virilite 1:

Boys will be boys

Ever since I spiked my nephew Liam's beer with a strange pill I found online when he and my brother came to watch a football match, that boy has been acting like a man, as he should.

You see, my brother Noah had a son who, don't get me wrong, I love this boy with all my soul, but god damn he had to grow up and start acting like what he was, a dude, always wearing those girly crop tops and tight-fitting jeans with bright colors because "that's who he was", I admit that I was clearly upset when he revealed to the family that he was gay, but even so I couldn't do anything and neither could Noah, so we decided to accept him as he was, until I found a way to... make him act as he should.

While looking at online articles I found this article online that was supposed to be some pills that could have an effect on the behavior and actions of the person that took them, yes, I know, very science fiction-like, still, what caught my attention was the name and objective of the pill, "Virilite" was its name, and it promised to also have an effect on the levels of testosterone produced in men, which ended up convincing me to buy it.

The instructions were simple, put them in the drink or food that said man was going to consume, once ingested the guy would enter an immediate state of trance, able to only follow the orders that another person suggested in his mind, there were even images of test subjects boys who I assume took the pill, they all had a relaxed yet funny expression, eyes crossed and some even with tongues sticking out like dogs, I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of Liam looking like that.

Just as i was now, immediatly after i got Liam to drink it after offering him a beer, he letted out an involuntary loud and guttural deep belch, which from what i knew and readed online was a sign that the pill already took effect, i had Liam in front of me with a dumb smile and an eye-crossed, glazed over look, like that huge burp just took away all his thoughts and personality.

After the first 5 minutes of calling his name and getting no response, i actually started to worry, he couldn't stay as a brainless zombie-like dumbass all his life, and Noah would find out and kill me for it, i tried to remember, i took the pill's container and readed again the instructions.

"Ohh, so i have to, uh, kinda program him?" i said and then i thought of things i could make him do, i certainly bought those pills to make the kid more like a man... So, hell, what a man i would mold out of him.

I heard him let out a dumb chuckle still with that goofy smile from before, i smirked and approached "Liam, buddy, you hear me champ, you hear uncle Dave?" i asked to make sure he could indeed hear me, he slowly nodded and let out some hiccups "great, cuz we got a lot of work to do on you, and im sure you'll love it" i say.

I think of the first command to give him, they suggest to use short and simple commands, there are plenty of manly things he needs to learn, but i think i can cover up basic stuff, i remember Noah and me asking him to join us in our protein farting contests when we relaxed in our man cave watching our team, while Liam just grimaced and waved his hand, saying it was immature and gross, i would make him change his opinion, so it was obvious what would be the command "Liam...fart, loudly and proudly, c'mon" i literally order him to fart, i just wanted to test the effectiveness of the command obeying.

Without hesitation, he lifts his right leg as high as he can, leaving his butt in the air, before a barrage of gas goes out his butt.

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

Its so strong, big and beefy, even for me, i have to wave the smell and open a window nearby "good lord boy! Where in the hell did you got all that gas from!?" i ask impressed, and try to recover before continuing "ok ok lets keep up!, umm, belch, a nice deep man belch" i say, waiting for it.

I didn't even have to wait when he was already patting his chest and squinting an eye to help the gas release.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRPPP!!!

And holy fuck, if Liam was concious, he'd know that beast burp would have easily beat his old man and me in our oftens belch offs, the pill was clearly making a miracle on him.

I was admitidly having fun on my nephew making all the stuff he found "gross" and "immature" under a pill's control, i gave him another command, just to get a good laugh "Liam, do some armpit farts, but in the last one, you'll ask me to pull your finger, you'll let out a monster fart, got it?" i asked and he nodded again, he then started with the manly symphony, he took a hand down one of his pits and started to produce the nasty sounds.

PPPPPRRRRTTT

PPPPPPRRRRRRTTT

PPPPPPRRRRRTT

PPPPPPPRRRRRTT

I saw him stop and put hand on his gut, then he talked goofily "uncle, pull my finger" he asked dumbly before laughing and extend his hand at me, i gladly accepted "oh of course kiddo, let me help you with that" i smirked and pulled it hard, unleashing the beast gas he had stuck in his rump.

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

An ABSOLUTELY disgusting deep-ass and loud, nasty fart erupted from him, Liam never losing the crossed look on his face, as he hiked exaggerately his leg to force the fart out, i was shocked, but in the end, finally proud of him, i couldn't wait for Noah to see what he could do! We would think on more funny stuff to do at our just guys nights! After all, boys will be boys, right?

[odusseus-xvi]

Pomme, the french egg

So I did a post about the french streamers (and their characters) and their mischaracterization I could see from time to time (https://www.tumblr.com/odusseus-xvi/724443078442778624/hello-helloooo-friend-hi-i-just-wanted-to-say) But I realised I didn't talk about Pomme, who has arguably the MOST mischaracterization I can find :

Most of the fandom see her only through English or other languages streams (BBH, Philza and Maximus mostly recently) limiting their views of her in general, but because of that a lot of people don't seem to know what her personnality is like, and most of the time in fanarts or fanfics she just feels like Talullah (which people also mischaracterize) but french, a little sweet girl in a little dress, so I decided to do a little summary of what she is like and some of her traits that you may have missed :

What people do get right is that she is most of the time polite and empathetic, that people get, though they tend to simplify her to only that.

She is very intelligent (learned a bit of create with Aypierre) and likes to both theorize and gossip with Baghera.

One of her parents is ETOILES !! She is a good and competent fighter ; just a few days ago she went and did a Nether Dungeon with Phil and Etoiles while Talullah worked on her garden. Her main weapon is a Moonlight GREATsword, a GREATsword, a BIGASS SWORD. She participated in infiltration missions in Federation Buildings alongside BBH, and Aypierre, in which she saved her father (Aypierre) from being caught and interrogated by Cucurucho

She has developped a deep paranoïa when it comes to the eggs' and her own safety ; between the combination of the attack of the code on her a while back, where she lost ten totems in mere seconds, an attack so strong that the admins went "ok my bad, we went a little far" (Draw her with golden scars !!! The tens of totems that saved her !!!), and the explosion at the Wilbur Party where she lagged just enough that she wasn't tped as fast as the other eggs and saw parts of the explosion. She is now scared of explosions, and always on the lookout (She also shows from time to time that her inventory and hotbar is constantly filled with gold apples and splash regeneration potions.) : During Etoiles' solo fight with the codes, when she saw the first "Dapper is down" message, and that she knew Phil was AFK, she went and pressed the OVO button HERSELF immediatly, and she got there faster than Forever !!

She is a really good writer, her diaries are praised by her parents everytime they read it, and she decided it would what would represent her in BBH's Egg Museum : She built a library where she will put her books for everyone to read. She is also a good and patient builder, with particular attention to interior design : While doing that she has shown a bit of maniacal side : She LOVES symmetry, and is irritated very easily when it doesn't go that route : One time Etoiles was teasing her by putting random blocks in her build and she went "PUT THAT GRASS BLOCK DOWN !!!" and when he continued she just left without saying goodbye.

She doesn't like to lie or steal things, she is honest in that way, BUT she often dodges questions either by saying things like "Don't worry about it :)" or by trying to guilt trip the asker by looking sad or drowning herself. She aslo picked up from Baghera the way she buries herself when mocked or shamed.

She can have a very dry and aware humor coming from Antoine's irony and cynicism and Aypierre's teachings.

Also fun fact, because of timezones, her default state on the server is sleep deprived. She is a sleepy egg.

TL;DR : She is a sweet Badass, and I'll stand by that. I need more fanarts of her with scars, her sword, dark circles under her eyes, and LOOKING LIKE THE GENTLE BADASS SHE IS !

[heartcereql]

a/n: i'm a slut for this man.

war!tommy shelby x nurse!reader

chattering in the background. the faint smell of alcohol. but not that alcohol. not rum, not scotch. clean alcohol. hospital alcohol. more voices. cloth against his forehead. it was cold. ice cold. and then he remembered. the fire. the wound.

tommy's eyes shot open, upper body lifting slightly from the sudden action, though it was mere seconds before he fell again on his back, his body tired and hurt, unable to support him.

and then he saw you. his eyes must have been blurry from the time they spent closed because he could have sworn there was a glazy halo surrounding your figure, all dresses in white, hair pulled back from your features, allowing him to gaze upon your features. you looked like an angel.

before he could even process the woman before him, said woman was approaching where he laid.

"you're awake! how are you feeling?" you spoke in a sweet tone, a smile softening your face.

he just gaped at you for a moment. you were even more beautiful up close. how was he feeling. all the better now that you were here, certainly, but even in his shocked and dumbfounded state he could distinguish that he couldn't tell you that. he tried to check if his body hurt. he felt a bit numb, probably he was on some sedatives; besides a light headache, he didn't feel much.

even though all these had happened in a few seconds to him, you were getting worried at his lack of response. maybe he was worse than you thought.

"sir?" you called his attention, a frown clouding your expression.

this seemed to bring him back to earth.

"yes, i'm alright, yeah" he nodded, giving you a smile of his own.

adorable. sharp cheekbones, the most beautiful eyes you had ever seen, he was certainly delightful to look at. and he seemed like a sweetheart.

"that's great. let me check this..." you put your hand over his forehead to check his temperature. you were short on thermometers so you had to do it the old fashioned way for now.

his world stopped. breath caught in his throat, eyes widening in the tiniest bit- so that you couldn't notice, heart picking up its rate. your touch was feather-like, but lasted enough for him to feel the softness and warmth of your skin; the trace of your fingers still lingering on him when you pulled your hand again.

"not bad; the fever's going down... i'm going to change the bandages now, okay?" you said. you couldn't explain it, but you couldn't cease to smile.

he mumbled in agreement as your hands found his wounded arm, untying the now stained cloth. as you unwrapped his pained arm, your hands steadied on his bicep, making goosebumps arise on his skin.

once the wound was uncovered and fresh air hit the injury, tommy winced. you gave him an apologetical smile before turning to find a wet towel to clean the dried blood. his eyes never left your figure, studying your every move. when you returned and started washing the blood off, he forced himself to look away. he didn't want to creep you out.

but, on the other hand, nurses came and went easily; what if he never saw you again? so, on second thought, tommy's eyes returned to you, savouring every second.

as you finished, you looked at him, only to meet those enchanting icy orbs. you both smiled again, soft laughs, looking away shyly to hide your embarrasment.

you started to bandage his arm again. he wanted to ask you about yourself, find out about you. though knowing he was the reason you kept smiling made him feel all the better.

"um, so, you've been a nurse for long?" he asked, voice unsure, testing the waters.

he immediatly regretted it: you looked his age, 'been a nurse for long'? please.

but you didn't seem to share his thoughts, as your eyes glimmered a bit before answering.

"not really, no, but my mother and grandmother were nurses for the better part of their lives, so i know my way around" you answered, eyes suddenly too timid to meet his.

as the both of you engaged on a pure and warm conversation, bandages finished long ago, you lost track of time. your only focus was on him.

“y/n!” you were pulled out of the conversation as someone called for you.

“shit, uh, that’s me. i- i have to go.. but it was lovely to talk to you!, um…” you trailed off as you still hadn’t caught his name.

“tommy. tommy shelby” he replied with a smile.

“well, tommy shelby. you get better. and when you do, you look for y/n y/l/n” you offered him one last grin before sprinting off to where the voice came from.

y/n. oh he would definitely look for you. granted.

© heartcereql, 2023 || thank you for reading ! 𓆩 ♱ 𓆪

[xstarkillerx]

Because I'm in procrastination mode today aperantly, you know what else I've been thinking about? My dear, sweet @anakincentric. Pretty Blade, this is for you because I love your version of anakin so much <3

Tw: dead dove do not eat

We've talked about this before but I honestly love the idea of being anakin's little baby and having a dirty blog where you reblog porn gifs and talk about all the ways you get fucked into oblivion by him. Anakin knows about it of course, but he isn't nosy, you never have to worry about him snifing around.

It's a rare bout of confidence (stupidity) that leads you to ask if he wants to see it, and he honestly wouldn't have paid it any mind if you didn't immediatly backtrack. All red in the face and turning away, looking like you just realized what a bad a idea that would be and well... now he's gotta see what's on there. So, he settles you in his lap while you log in and make a big fuss about hiding your password from him. As soon as you log in there's already a gif of some big brutish man shoving his cock into a girls tight asshole, and you're whining all over again about how you change your mind and "do i have toooooo." Anakin doesn't budge. You wanted to show him, and he knows all this fuss that came after is an ill attempt at reinserting shame where it has no business being, so you proceed to your blog, pretty and pink as expected.

See, it's not so much the gifs of pretty little girls like you getting passed around and wrecked, or the videos of pussies getting stuffed full by inhumanely large dildos that you reblog, it's the paragraphs upon paragraphs you post, they're fucking filthy, kind of gross, honestly. You can feel his eyes scanning the page, his little huffs of amusement, his gentle squeezes on you arm when something was particularly vulger. You're getting redder by the minute.

"I didn't even know you knew that word, Aivela-"

"Daddy, we can stop now." Your little hands are grasping tightly at his shirt sleeve, resisting the urge to tug his hand away from the computer, you've had enough.

"No, keep going, what's that? Oh, that's a long one, you wanna read it to me?" Your nails are close to ripping holes into his sleeve, you know this one, you know this one. You shake your head, craning your neck to look up at him and give your best pleading look, it only solidifies his interest. "Come on angel, I worked all day I'm tired. Read it."

And you do, quietly, full of shame, stuttering. "Today my... Today my d- dad caught me by suprise. Mom was doing laundry in the basement while he fucked me upstairs in the livingroom. I had my headphones on, music blasting when he pushed me over the arm of the sofa and pulled my..." you flail your arms, too flustered to continue.

"Come on, I wanna hear what your dad did to you."

All you can bring yourself to do is hide your face in the crook of his arm. "you know already it's you!" you stretch every vowel, whining and cranky, he can tell you've had enough. Anakin continues reading in his head, dropping the odd comment here and there and stroking your hair while your face remains hidden against his chest.

"Oh my," "no, baby that's fucking dirty, I don't remember it like that," "you slut, is that why you asked me to say that again? wanted to commit it to memory to tell are your perv followers about it?" Every one made you squirm, and when he finished he gave you a kiss on the head with a laugh. "You like telling them them I'm your dad? Look at me, is that what you post on your little blog all day?"

You nod, looking about close to tears when he pulls you in for a kiss. He laughs like it's the most amusing thing in the fucking world, endearing even, regardless of how fucked up it might be.

"They just eat it up huh? Bunch of fat old virgin fucks in your dms?" You nod, too shy, too overhwelmed to tell him about the wealth of unasnwered anonymous asks you have stockpiled you telling you yeah well if I was your dad I'd molest you too, and no wonder he touches you he's got a perfect slut for a daughter. Love the stories <3. Those are for a different day.

[lit3rallyll0yd]

Whenever I see someones requests are open all of my ideas disseaper and my mind is all blank :/

Maybe bsd characters caught reader in a situation where it made them think reader is cheating but later understand it is just their fear and totally explainable situations with reader doesnt understand how different the situation can look like. Please be creative about them 😉 (Of course if you are comfortable with writing a concept like this and if you havent already) with chuuya, tecchou, jouno and whoever you want.

when they wonder if your cheating on them

chuuya, tecchou, jouno & dazai<3

warnings: lowercase writing, mention of sex in dazai's, dazai is kinda possesiver, ooc jouno!! unedited writing!!

F/N means friends name!!

a/n: REQUESTS ARE OPEN !!what kind of dazai love blog will i be if i DIDN'T write for dazai as well ☠ I'D BE A FRAUD!! AUAGAHHSA why does jouno's part make me cringe-

chuuya nakahara 🍷

"where we're you all night?"

the first question he asked you the moment you stepped foot into the apartment.

you didn't have time to take off your coat.

"out with the girls?"

you replied, tilting your head.

"i thought i told you.."

"if you did i wouldn't be asking, would i?"

"okay! okay- i'm sorry!-"

"you could have texted me!"

"i forgot to-"

"is that really all you got?"

"okay- what has gotten into you!!"

he paused.

you realized through out the week he's been on your tail. 'where have you been' 'how long are you going to be' 'who's going with you?' 'can i come?'

chuuya didn't even realize he was worrying so much about you.

"i was out for 2 hours!"

"then another 30mins!

"i just lost track of the time!"

"you told me two hours!"

"i know i did- but again, i lost track of time-"

"AGAIN you could've called!!"

his voiced raised slightly.

you stared at him, a annoyed look on your face.

"awh- what's with that look? why are you annoyed?"

"because i let you go out without pestering questions every minute when i get home! your not my parent, your my boyfriend!"

"are you sure about that?!" he cuts in...

"you know if anything we're to happen i would cal-" you pause...looking up at him slowly...

"what?"

chuuya realized what he said and rubs his face.

"awh- n-nothing!"

you cock an eyebrow..

"chuuya- what do you mean? something's wrong with you...you can talk to me, you know?"

"uhm..yeah."

he didn't sound confident at all.

you looked at his feet before letting out a loud sigh..

"is this because of F/N?"

F/N is your middle school friend. you two were like peas in a pod, nothing could separate..

well, maybe execpt for chuuya now him and you are dating.

F/N was so happy for you. finally you were able to snatch someone- someone rich and hot for that matter...but that's not all that you saw in chuuya- not at all.

he cared deeply for you, and he knows how much you and F/N are together...he sometimes feels...out of place.

like he's boyfriend...but also just a boyfriend.

chuuya stood in silence, looking anywhere but your eyes.

you knew you were correct, you didn't need his confirmanation.

you slowly made your way toward him...reaching your hands out to hold his.

"you don't have to worry about me and F/N, babe!" you laughed softly, kissing the back of his hands.

he slowly looked up at you, "i just...i don't want to lose you, okay?"

you smiled softly, kissing his lips as he gently cupped his cheeks.

your ginger-haired boyfriend immediatly melted into the kiss, holding your hands, finger interlocked.

moments later, you both parted. touching foreheads and smiling softly to one another.

"i promise..."

tecchou suehiro ⚔

he didn't have to even think to wonder.

however, here he is.

he doesn't really get upset with you, your his lover why would he get upset?

it was around 10pm at night, both him and you were comfy in your PJ's and sat on the couch of your living room.

you both were facing each other backs, his legs were dangling off the arm on the couch, and your back leaned against his own, your legs curled to your chest and phone close to your face.

your boyfriend kept over hearing your giggles from behind him. he tilts his head toward you and asked, "what's so funny, babe?"

you shook your head, covering your mouth.

"n-nothing!"

and soon after, you were giggling once again.

now, tecchou knew you. if something was so funny, you would 100% show him and laugh along with him, although he barely laughs...he still feels loved when you engage with him.

now, showing that you are not showing him what you are laughing at- he felt uneasy.

"but your laughing?"

"ihi swear- it's nothing! uhm- what movie do you want to watch?"

"i want to know what your laughing at?"

you sighed, "i'm serious, babe! it's just-"

"another person?"

you paused.

"what?"

it was quiet now.

"uhm. i'm sorry. i jumped to conclusions...i'm sorry."

you were silent as you nodded slowly, looking back at your phone and smiled softly.

you turned on your side and rested your head on his shoulder. holding your phone up.

"i was watching puppy videos!"

you pressed play on the youtube video, and the sigh of of puppies flashed on screen.

he chuckled to himself before feeling your hand on his thigh and you smiled up at him,

"i would never leave you babe, you know that?"

he didn't respond for a while, until a silent nod caused you to cuddled into his side.

he kissed your head, and apologized again.

"i love you!!" you sang, making duck lips. he laughed and kissed your lips, "i love you, too."

jouno saigiku 🌱

why would you do that?

do you have the guts to cheat on him?

you've shown how much you love him just by being loyal towards him. so when you didn't come back home until late at night, this is where his protective side comes around.

lucky you.

you entered your aparment as exactly 4: 53am. so it wasn't late- but early.

you had no idea if your boyfriend would be home because he mentioned something about having a really important mission as a hunting dog.

he also mentioned you shoudn't be out alone at night, after hearing about the ADA being terrorists and all that.

he just wants you to be safe.

as you locked the door and placed the keys on the dresser, you felt a figure stare you down in the dark.

you reacted quickly and flashed open your camera flashlight as was about to throw your umbrella until you noticed it was just...

"jouno?" you called out, noticing the figures looks.

there he was,, standing just feet away from you with his hunting dog gear on, however his hat was in his hands as his arms were crossed.

"you told me you would be home by 11..."

he could feel your heartbeat beat fast against your chest.

"i-i just lost track of the time-"

"it's 4am, Y/N."

no nicknames.

he's serious.

you knew he could read you like a book, there was no denying it.

"look- i was just out with F/N and their other friends!"

"and you went to the bar?"

he could smell the stench of alchoal on you.

"i had two shot glasses- barely any alchoal!"

"doesn't matter; you should have told them you were on a curfew!"

"are you serious right now?"

"you know i don't like it when you're out on your own this late in yokohama!"

"i'm not 5, jouno, i can look after myself. besides, i wasn't alone!"

"right, i'm sorry, you were at a bar with three other people who were just a drunk as the next guy?"

"it's not that big of a deal-"

"it is when your dead!"

"this isn't jsut about the ADA, is it?"

he paused/

"what do you mean?"

you didn't respond, he only felt you walk past him, his cape flowing with the wind you created.

"last time i was out late, i told you i was left alone with F/N's boyfriend. and then you kept asking me questions about "him". and this none question stood out to him, "what did he do to you when you and him were alone."

jouno stayed quiet, letting you speak.

"did you think i was cheating on you?"

it was silent. the only sound was the sound of your heartbeat and breathing.

"i'm just...worried about you."

you sighed and he felt you ove closer to him.

your hands touched his shoulder and you leaned up to kiss his forehead.

"i would never cheat on you..."

he's heard that before.

"i find that hard to believe when you come home hours later."

"it was just a one-time thing, hun...i just fell asleep a F/N's place after the others left an forgot to text you, thats all!"

he gave you a sincere look with his facial features, and kissed your lips.

"i'm sorry if i overreacted.."

you laughed, "don't worry about it...i should have told you...i love you~"

he smiled, "love you more~"

dazai osamu 🩹

it's not like he doesn't care-

he just knows you love and him and will never cheat on you.

would you?

when his suspicions about this becomes more larger, he now gets extra clingly with you.

holding you close while sleeping.

walking to work with you.

holding your hand when crossing streets.

asking where your going with your friends so he knows your location-

okay, wait- what?

see, to him that's normal.

but to you-

you noticed this far to quickly but never had the courage to ask him about it to him because it would flash you the brightest smile, gaslighting you that everything's okay.

he has a smal secret.

he kissed you passionally on the lips a couple days ago, and as you melted into it he opened his eyes and noticed your phone on the bed facing upwards.

he saw a new message by someone that goes by the name, "cody."

now that's a name he's never heard you speak about to him, and he's met all your friends.

he closed his eyes and pushed you back down on the bed.. yadayadayada...oh yay sex...ANYWAY.

days later, he started to get closer and clingly with you.

you couldn't find the time to ask him this question because he would always change the subject until he's ready tp speak to you about it.

it was a calm evening in your and dazai's apartment home.

both him and you ate dinner, took a shower together and now your both on your shared and wore comfy PJ's.

"are you going to pull another all-nighter?" you asked him as dazai leanes against the bedframe.

he shoke his head, "unless you are."

you hummed softly and leaned against his chest.

couple minutes of silence passed and you could just feel his heartbeat.

until...

he spoke..

"who's cody?"

you sat up and looked up at him, "what?"

he looked at you...

"is he another man?"

"dazai.."

he looked at you dead in the eye; "cody?"

"how do you know-"

"about cody?"

"thats not important...who is cody?"

"cody is..."

"another?"

"dazai, dont talk mad!"

dazai sat up

"dazai- that's my boss!"

he blinked...and relaxed..

"is he?"

"yes!" your eyes widened as you rubbed your face.

"oh?"

you laughed, "your serious, osamu?"

"look- you can't blame me!"

"yes i can, YOU LOOKED THROUGH MY PHONE AS WELL!!?"

"it was on the couch, come on!"

you just laughed, your anger just gone...well- a little bit of it.

dazai begged for you to znot be upset with him, and aplogized left and right.

until you finally forgave him by going on a date and buying anything you wanted

[shu-box-puns]

Right so my brain was being a brain for once and decided to come up with a crossover concept for the 'You wanna be one of them' universe and 'I wouldn't have given you to them':

So we've got ('You wanna be one of them')Spider fucking around in the forest with the Sully kids past curfew because despite the RDA being on planet, they're still teens doing stupid shit. At least this time, Lo'ak, Kiri and Neteyam were quiet enough not to wake Tuk on their way out of camp. Of course, Neteyam is anxious the entire time they're out, convinced his radio collar is going to go off with Jake sternly telling all four of them to return home pronto. But that never comes.

They're having a grand old time, splashing each other with bioluminescent water and disturbing the insects. That is until there's a shout from the canopy, freezing all four kids. They're immediately drawing in close to one another, hands on weapons, privately debating if it would be better to be found by an RDA patrol or their furious parents.

They don't have to wait long as overhead, what sounds suspiciously like a slinth hisses, closely followed by a terrified shriek and then the crash of a body tumbling down through the canopy.

The figure lands hard on their stomach, momentarily stunned. They lay there motionless long enough for Spider to notice the rifle strapped to their back, the metal glinting in the glow of the undergrowth. Then they suck in a rattled breath and push themselves to their elbows and then up on their knees.

Spider sucks in a breath at Zaza's split lip and unkempt hair, weirdly shorter and fresh out of its braids. Surely they hadn't had enough time to unbraid it all so quickly after he 'went to bed' only an hour ago. Weirder still, they're dressed in avatar sized RDA military attire, and not the old stuff Norm has stuffed in the compound. These clothes look freshly made, newly torn from the fall, but not worn like the other avatar clothing Spider had seen the other scientists wearing.

Rubbing their temple with a hiss, Zaza finally notices all four kids, and instead of scowling and immediately launching into a rant about them breaking curfew, the avatar instead startles and falls flat on its back. With wide eyes, it snatches for the gun its suddenly sitting on and continues to frantically shuffle away from the kids.

<"What's up with them?"> Lo'ak whispers out of the corner of his mouth without so much as moving a muscle. At his back, Kiri shakes her head. Neteyam looks ready to bolt, his hand half lifted to his radio collar.

As usual, Spider made the first move. <"Hi, um, Za, fancy catching you out here so late,"> he carefully tucks his knife away, unnerved by the avatar continuing to scramble away from him. <"Any chance we won't get grounded for this?"> He asks plainly.

The avatar pauses, knuckles tight around the gun they still haven't managed to pull from under them. <"Do I, do I know you?"> They ask carefully, their Na'vi stilted and poorly pronounced. It was Zaza's voice, Spider recognised, but not how they spoke.

Brows furrowed he glances back to his friends who mirror his confusion. <"What do you mean?"> He presses, eyes raking over the avatar, only to linger on the fresh gash at their temple. <"Shit, did you hit your head on the way down?">

Their eyes flickered from Spider to the Sully kids over his shoulder. <"Y-yes?">

Lo'ak groans loudly, and the tension abruptly snaps. <"Uncle Tsu'tey is going to kill us.">

<"Why? We didn't do anything!"> Kiri immediatly butted in.

<"Lets just,"> Neteyam interjects calmly, his concern outweighing his fear of being caught. <"lets get them back home. Spider, you get their other arm.">

Zaza stares at them in mistrustful confusion, as the pair help them to their feet. Spider fusses over their tattered uniform.

<"Where is your atokirina knife?">

<"My what?"> Zaza asks, brows furrowed. They slap along their thigh until their hand comes into contact with the utility knife strapped to their waist. <"I have my knife right here?">

Now in hindsight, Spider realised that that should have been a dead give away. But in the middle of the forest, late at night, hours past his curfew, having found his possibly concussed parent in the middle of nowhere, he didn't find it odd. Instead of pressing for any further information, he and the rest of the Sully kids carefully guided Zaza back to High Camp.

Only to return to said Camp, to find Jake waiting for them, arms crossed and his foot tapping, flanked by Spider's Zaza, outside of their avatar and very much uninjured.

Human!Reader starred up at the recom, and Recom!Reader starred down at the human.

[zerobaseonefics]

BLOOMING DAY

blooming day . . . day one

note . . . this is out earlier than planned to bcz it was my bunny anon's birthday 🤭 everybody say thank you bun

taglist open <3 . . . @cherriegyu @kpoprhia @vhshyk @hikyeom @mins-fins @juyomiao @dwcljh @invuwrld @beomibeom @sulkygyu @lycheae @huipinkhair

teaser | masterlist | next day

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"why do you even like her?"

from afar, anyone one would think the college it boy passed out. hanbin, jiwoong, matthew, and hao were sitting on the grass of the park. stranded on the ground, head resting on hao's lap, hanbin didn't look as flaming as usual.

the question asked by jiwoong caught him off guard. that's right, why would he even like you?

hanbin was interested in you from the moment he saw you. we were getting toward the end of february, and despite the still chilly weather, the sun was finally beaming after a long winter. maybe it's the way you looked so peaceful arriving to campus on your bicycle the first time he saw you. maybe it was because he was happy to finally see sunshine after a long time. you were looking around, and seemed a bit lost, not knowing were to go.

this is how he fell for you. or maybe you were the one to fall, because you didn't realize your bicycle was going to him. when you turned your face to look in front of you and realized you were close to crashing into him, you swerved but lost the control of handles, making you bicycle fall. hanbin was pulled out of his trance.

"oh no, i'm so sorry, i should've stepped back when i saw you coming". hanbin bent to check up on you and make sure you were not harmed in any way when you sighed heavily. you were obviously annoyed and it was not an attitude he was used to get from people, making him stop in his tracks. he coughed to clear his voice.

"is everything okay? are you bruised? i'll take you to the nurse's off-"

"yes, i'm fine."

you got up, focused on your bicycle that you picked up from the ground before hopping back on it. hanbin looked at you as you were checking if your bicycle was okay, when you finally let your eyes on him. he stayed still, analyzing your face from closer. now, you looked like you were straight out of a movie. was it the sun again or were you just really pretty? once again, he couldn't stay lost in his thoughts about you for too long, because he noticed your hand gesturing him to go.

"can you get out of my way or?"

"ah, yes, excuse me."

and so he did, letting you go with a bitter feeling left in his chest. hanbin didn't think he liked you immediatly from this mere encounter. he just knew he wanted to know more about you. he always found himself wondering what year you were in, what was your major, and when he walked around campus, he was hoping he could see you.

until his mother birthday, when hanbin decided to buy flowers for her. this is how he found you again, working at the flower shop. he made sure to come there at least twice a week, and after a few times, it was starting to get obvious he was flirting with you. and you just had to reject him.

"you're here again. your mom must love flowers." you said when you saw him push the door with confidence.

"or i must love the part-time florist."

you didn't even smile to his words. no effect. you were getting used to this kind of lines from him, so now it didn't even surprise you. you would roll your eyes once or twice, but nothing more. it should've warn him, but he was just so confident that day he didn't even picked up on the hint.

the brunette walked his way to the cash counter. he leaned on it, resting his chin in the palm of his hand while looking at you with a smug smile.

"remember when you told me every type of flower has its own meaning", hanbin started.

"i mean, why would i forget..." you said, unsure of where the discussion was going.

"this means if i ask you a question, you can answer it with flowers?"

"hum... yes? if it's about my emotions."

"perfect. hypothetically, if i come and tell you i like you, what bouquet would you make as an answer?"

just thinking back to your rejection made him lose his mind. hanbin strongly banged his head against hao's lap, who cried out because of the pain.

"what's wrong with you?" zhang hao scoffed, surprised by the sudden outburst of his friend. hanbin got up, now sitting on the ground like his friends.

"i don't even like her that much! i just thought she was pretty and it was funny to see her sometimes..."

hanbin sighed heavily, his hands going to his face in exasperation. suddenly, he remembered something.

"wait, you're literally the source of the problem", he said turning to zhang hao.

"now, this is getting interesting'', jiwoong muttered to matthew with a smirk.

"how am i the problem?" hao asked, batting his eyelashes with fake innocence.

"you said that xiaoting told you y/n had a crush on me!"

"i said y/n had a crush on hanbin..." hao said, emphasazing on the name.

"but hanbin's name is hanbin..." matthew said to jiwoong, kinda lost.

a silence settled on the little friend group. hao was smirking, jiwoong was looking at hanbin, waiting for him to understand, and matthew... was starting to feel like he missed something. suddenly, hanbin gasped.

"don't tell me she likes another hanbin?"

[blasphemous-lies-and-deceit]

For the kiss asks:

GerryMichael (or DoorKeay) for either

Throat, inner thighs, or palm

Pretty please with a cherry on top? I'm making you an icecream cup

Hell yeah ice cream!

This prompt was also suggested by @starrypawz ...glad the samebrain is still going strong in this corner of the fandom

~*~

Michael had to admit, somewhat begrudgingly, that sometimes he overdid things.

Once he had reached the point of accepting that he couldn't be fired from the Institute, and Gertrude simply didn't care, and Gerry outright encouraged him, his personal style shifted drastically. He still loved a good sweater vest, cherished every jumper he made with his own hands, but letting loose with his fashion was freeing in ways he couldn't even say. Bright button downs, patterned cardigans, unique charity shop finds that he'd hoarded for years, never working up the nerve to wear them. But now he had no reason to hold back.

Unfortunately sometimes his common sense was held back as well.

"I hate this dress!" he announced as he burst through the door of their flat. Gerry looked up placidly from his vegetable chopping, raising an eyebrow at his outburst.

"First of all, that's my dress-"

"Pfft," Michael blew a raspberry at him as he struggled to kick off his knee-high boots.

"Second of all, while it does make your legs look fantastic, that's not what I personally would have picked for you." Gerry turned away to wash his hands as Michael collapsed forlornly on the couch cushions, legs hooked over the armrest. The tight fabric immediatly rode up his thighs, as it had been doing all day. The whole ensemble had been a struggle to keep together, mildly uncomfortable, and he'd barely had anyone to show it off to. It was all such a waste. "I think a longer skirt would have been the better choice, love."

"I wanted to look like you," Michael admitted sadly, swinging his legs idly. Gerry hummed and made his way over to him with his hands on his hips, examining him from a higher vantage for once. "You always look so cool and confident in this. I thought I would too."

Gerry's hands landed on his knees, pushing them apart as he leaned in over him. Michael's breath caught in his chest as he blushed, staring up at him with wide eyes and a suddenly pounding heart.

"It takes a surprising amount of skill to wear short skirts," Gerry said, his tone conversational and casual as if his hands weren't brazenly sliding down his thighs. "I'm sure you figured that out today, didn't you?" Michael nodded breathlessly, desperately hoping his hands would keep going. "Did you do the deodorant trick?"

"What's the deodorant trick?" Michael asked weakly. Gerry's smile turned wicked as his hands shifted, sliding along the inside of his thighs.

"Putting it on your inner thighs helps reduce chafing. Although-" he raised one of Michael's legs up, sliding it over his shoulder, eyes warm with intention- "that does make this better."

Michael didn't have to ask what would be better, because it was so obvious as Gerry lowered his head and began kissing the inside of his thigh. He gasped in delight, arching back against the cushions. The skin there had felt hot and irritated all day, and Gerry's lips were soothing and cool, the piercing through his lip a hard contrast that made Michael moan. Gerry echoed it back to him, his kisses light and fast as he moved up and down the length of his thigh.

"Wasn't kidding about your fantastic legs," he murmured, rubbing his cheek against his skin. "Fucking legs for days. Miles long. Wrap me up in them and I'll be a happy man."

"Stay there and you'll make me a happy man, too," Michael sighed, cinching his leg tighter as Gerry turned his attention to his other thigh.

"One of us has to make dinner," Gerry reminded him with a sigh, reluctantly extracting himself with one last kiss. "Why don't you get changed into something more comfortable?"

"Why don't I just lay here with my legs spread and you forget about dinner?" Michael shot back, not moving an inch as Gerry tried to move away. "What if I make you forget about dinner?" That certainly seemed like a possibility, due to the absolutely longing look Gerry was giving him, mixed with fond exasperation. Michael shifted his hips enticingly, and Gerry groaned.

"Bit of a bastard, aren't you?"

"You could have a bit of bastard, if you like," Michael offered teasingly and spread his legs wider. Gerry looked deeply tempted, and Michael encouraged him further by fumbling for the side zip and pulling it down, revealing the lacy pants hiding beneath the skirt. "Come on..."

Gerry groaned in defeat, resting his head against his knee and smiling down at him. "You're not allowed to complain when dinner is late, then."

"Imagine how much I would have complained if you left me here like this," Michael pointed out with a laugh. Gerry laughed with him, and climbed up onto the armrest, obviously intent on crawling up to kiss him properly. Michael welcomed him happily, and was even more happy when the skirt finally came off.

[zorosleftmantit101]

Law x Reader

Law and order

Law x gn reader

A/N: Laws a cootie patootie but i’d peg him

C/W: swearing, corny, spelling mistakes, unedited. 

The day was slow and quiet. You sat at the front desk of the bookstore, sipping your tea, watching the clouds roll over the setting sun. Lost in thought, you barely noticed the chime at the door alerting you to a new customer. Your attention drew to the man that had entered the store. He was tall and skinny, with a coat over his broad shoulders and black hair that framed his tan face. Sharp features and strong arms complimented his physique. You felt the air stolen from your lungs as his gaze locked with yours feeling heat crawl up your cheeks.

The man walked towards you, placing a rather large sword beside him, dragging you out of your trance he spoke up. "Excuse me, you wouldn't happen to have a book called 'Atlas of advanced surgery' by any chance?" His voice was deep and flat, seeming almost uninterested. Shooting out of your seat, you flush at your enthusiasm to help the handsome stranger. "I um," walking out from behind the desk, you beckoned him to follow you. "I'm not 100 per cent sure if we have the exact copy you're looking for." You whispered, "majority of our educational books get donated to local schools."

Taking a turn with him still trailing behind you, you walk down a collum of books. "though I believe," you reached up to pick a book off the shelf you stopped at. "here we are "Atlas of advanced surgery'" you handed the book to him with a smile. His eyebrows razed with a smirk at your enthusiasm taking the books from your hand. "Thank you my name is Trafalgar Law or just Law," he spoke, sticking out a hand. Grabbing it, you shook it firmly, looking up at him. "I'm Y/N it's nice to meet you."

Pacing back and forth through the his office, Law dragged his hands down his face. Law felt like he was about to do something dumb in fact, he KNEW he was about to do something dumb. Flopping into his chair, he groaned in thought. Since Law had seen you at the book store, he was utterly infatuated with you. From the way you jumped up sp quickly to help him to the way you glanced behind you with pink dusting your cheeks. You where so jittery, yet he couldn't get enough.

Law and his crew where ment to leave immediatly after grabbing the book he needed, but he just couldn't. He told the crew he couldn't find it and he needed another day to search, explaing they might as well dock and resupply. Confussed because the crew had only just resupplied on the previouse island. They decided to think nothing of it.

Standing from his seat, Law trugged out of his office, the door closing behind him with a bang. The crew watched quizickaly from their seats as their captain stormed back into town. "Thats a man on a mission if i've ever seen one" Sachi muttered to penguin.

You had just walked out of the book store when Law caught up to you, calling your name you turned around to see who was calling. Your face heated up seeing Law back so soon. Law had discarded his coat now with what looked to be more casual clothings. "Oh, hello Law, um, long time no see I-" clasping his hand in yours, he cut you off, looking you dead in the eye. "Please join my crew."

The polar tang had resurfaced around an hour ago, opting to glide at the surface so everyone could get some fresh air. I walked out onto the deck feeling the midnight breeze blow all my worries away. It had been a few months since Law had asked me to join the crew, I had settled in well, enjoying the company and the job itself. Being Laws assistant wasn't easy but it certainly wasn't hard, the most challenging part was probably keeping myself calm when I feel his eyes rake over me. His stupid, gorgeous, sexy, fucking eyes. 

Sitting on the railing, I dangled my feet off the side, looking at the stars above. Light drops of rain kissed my face as I felt the Seabreeze brush my skin. "Shouldn't sit up there, might fall in," A flat voice called. I already knew it was Law his voice had a distinct 'kill me please' tone. 

"I appreciate the concern Captain, but I'm very comfortable," I replied looking over my shoulder at him. My breath caught in my throat as my eyes raked over him. His shirt was nowhere to be seen, tattoos adorning his chest and torso. His sweatpants were just a little too low, not that I minded. 

"Y/N, your eyes are very explorative today" Law mussed a shit-eating smirk on his face. 

The asshole knew he was sexy. 

Turning away so quickly, I nearly got whiplash, my eyes trained onto the sea below.  

"Not my fault I'm not the one walking around half-naked," I murmured sneaking another glance. Bad idea, he was a lot closer now his chest mere inches from my back and his warm breath fanning against my neck. A shiver ran up my spine and a gasp left my lips when I felt one of his arms snake around my waist. "mmm I really, really don't want you falling in" he whispered against me.

Turning to look at his face, he was so close "I- I just wanted to get a good look at the sky," I splurted out, finally ripping my gaze away from him looking back to the stars still gleaming brilliantly. His head dropped to my shoulder breathing into my neck, "mm your warm" he mumbled looking to the stars with me, "really?" I whispered in reply looking towards him again. His gaze turned to me, then dropped to my lips eyes dilating with curiosity. "Yes, really, everything about you is warm and I appreciate that." Blush dusted my checks and I wasted no time in leaning down to engulf his lips in mine leaning into his embrace as his other arm pulled me off the railing and into his arms.

I wrapped my legs around his waist deepening the kiss. Law's tongue melted with mine sucking on my bottom lip as I pulled away for air "shit Y/N I've wanted to kiss you since I saw you sitting in that bookstore," Law heaved leaving open-mouth kisses along my neck. Pulling away Law rested his head on my shoulder again, the rain was picking up now. "Law, I really like you." I murmured too embarrassed to look at him.

he snorted before looking up at me "Well I would hope so, after all I did just kiss you." He laughed. "Your an ideot," I sighed, leaning back into his warm embrace.

EW CORNY BLUAGH *THROWS UP VILONTLY* anyway finally working on these fucking matchups

[byuntrash101]

being sandwiched between minseok & baekhyun after they’ve just got done finishing a show 😖 lord have mercy

oh my g- sdklsldkslkmdskmdklds

this checks all of the boxes!!!! the original muscle daddy + the orignal slut (baekhyun is a whore i just know it) is THE combo.

god damn i almost passed out writing this... im 🥵🥵🥵

tags: double penetration (vaginal and anal), sweat kink (typical me because im nasty like that), squirting, unprotected sex, creampie, getting caught kink, dirty talk

You have no choice but to claw at Baekhyun's back as Minseok slips his thick member inside you by the only hole still available. The two men holding you up in the air, you wrap your legs around Baekhyun's waist as the two men hover you above their hard and dripping cocks. You don't know if you'll be able to keep quiet for long given how good and full you feel from front to back.

But it seems like the boys notice your struggle and Baekhyun wraps his pretty hand around your mouth the muffle your little whimpers of pleasure.

"Be quiet baby" he whispers in your ear as you feel him slowly pull out of you, making your wet cunt gush out and produce lewd squelshing noises. "We don't want the manager to find out you're letting us use your body like this right baby girl?"

"You could definetely lose your job over this you know" Minseok adds. And you shook your head in horror to the idea. Being a makeup artist was your calling but what you were most afraid of right now was to lose the opportunity to be squeezed between the two men like you have been countless times.

After a show they always needed a way to relieve tension and what better way than to fuck their favourite little cock sleeve stupid until you can't think straight or walk for days?

"Fuckkkk" you whisper as Baekhyun lets his hand slip from your mouth to your throat. Pushing his dick back into your throbbing cunt. Just as Minseok pushed himself inside your little rim.

"You're clenching so hard baby" Minseok moans in your ear as his sweaty chest is pressed on your bare back. "You want my cum that bad?" he chuckles picking up the pace.

"Yes!" you gasp. "Yes please cum inside me" you beg.

"What a little cum hungry whore you are" Baekhyun says as you catch a bead of sweat running down his long neck. You wrap your lips around his collarbone licking the sweat all the way up his ear. The bitter taste fills your head making you forget about everyhting that is not them their two cocks rubbing against each other inside you right now.

Baekhyun smashes his hips inside you, setting the pace and Minseok follows also adopting the unfirgiving pace.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum" you squeak trying to make as little noise as possible, immediatly biting Baekhyun's neck to keep yourself from screaming.

"Cum on both our dicks, baby" Baekhyun urges as his hips start to stutter.

Your worn out little pussy and shapeless asshole start to pulse around their cocks as you reach your climax. And it's the last straw for them. Your orgasming holes milk them dry, draining their balls to the last drop of precious cum that is over flowing your holes and dripping down the dark changing room's floor as you uncontrollably shake in their arms, eyes rolled back, breath short and toes curled. The pleasure is so overwhelming that you spray your cum in a powerful stream completely soaking the two men before your body goes limp.

"I'm so glad we get to do this all over again tomorrow" Baekhyun says, zipping his soaked pants up.

"I'm taking her pussy tomorrow!" Minseok concludes

a/n: almost did not survive this.

[sunflowericescribbles]

All the radioapple AUs ideas

I wanna write if I could get over my burnt out self

Bambi: Alastor loosing his mother as a fawn and wanting to get revenge on the hunter (and later all the other humans who kill his kind). Lucifer being the majestic leader, easily spotted by his albino appearance, but surprisingly hard to find because he hides away very well & doesn´t care much about the hunters. (Also he looks way taller from far away, but once you stand next to him he is so small all of a sudden.) Anyway, as he grows up Al is on a mission to scare all the hunters away permanently (read: kill) until one day of course there appears a large amount of hunters to "hunt down the rabid animals that endanger the hunting territory" or something like that. Well, Lucifer warned him often enough to not engage with humans, because in his long long life he knows this was gonna happen eventually. Now he can come along and try to do some damage control (by getting everyone to safety and buying them time by playing the bait). In the end the woods catch fire, they have to flee through the smoke and burning trees, they barely make it out alive, but they fought together, the threat is gone. (Sidenote: maybe add some magic: Alastor slowly turning into a wendigo after killing & eating more & more humans, kinda like a curse; Lucifer being the "god of the forest", supposedly the last immortal one - no I´m not going to dive into "the last unicorn" theme with this!)

Blue Eye Samurai: title will be "Red Eye Samurai", because Alastor has most of his demon appearance with red eyes of course. What´s special about him? He´s only a half demon, so he can get away as a human most of the time so long no one sees his red eyes behind the tinted glasses, the deer ears that are constantly hidden under his wide hat and the claws under his gloves. He wears a katana (in red of course) & he has no problem using it to cut off parts of the human bodies (& eat it). Yes, he´s out for revenge (again), and of course he will have some assassins sent his way & he has to fight his way through some tough shit. Maybe give him Niffty as travel companion, who he rescued (unintentionally) from her abusive husband at the noodle shop she was working at. Lucifer meanwhile is unhappy because he wanted to get married to Lilith, but his family has "better" plans for him. Lilith gets exiled (for whatever reason), he wants to follow her & bring her back, but looses her track soon after he sneaked away. And of course he gets robbed on the way, but he won´t give up so easily. Can´t be so bad picking up a job at a brothel, can it? Well, the red haired lad surely is not a easy costumer, but Lucifer knows how to tempt humans.. and demons.

Devil´s advocate: that´s a bit of a complicated one, because if you know the relationship between devil & advocate, then shipping gets a bit.. difficult. So, let´s throw that out of the window. I just think it would be an interesting setting for a radioapple story with a bit of twisting around. Al as an advocate being ruthless & very successful gets the chance to work at the infamous Magne firm and into arguments with the big boss about morality (& other more or less serious stuff). Funnily enough "the big boss" is quite tired of working with shitty people who left all their morals behind, he wants Al to be successful without loosing that, but it seems (almost) like a lost cause. Why is he even trying to make Alastor a better man? Isn´t everyone he interacts with bound to be corrupted? Al´s mom is very concerned (and frightened) when she meets Mr. Magne for the first time (because she´s a good soul & can immediatly tell he´s the devil). In the end, it turns out Alastor had only caught Lucifer´s interest because of Charlie, who lives with him (& his mother). She´s his daughter and he wants to have her back with him. Too bad she doesn´t wanna go back home until she´s finished her business, so he has to wait & until then he´s not allowed to lay a finger on her friend Alastor. Well, at least he has her near him, he can interact with her again & at least Al and his mom care for her. (If only Alastor would stop calling him short & a bad father, he would be less inclined to throw him over the edge of the roof)

Dirty Dancing: make it dance instructor Alastor x doctor Lucifer (with a side dish of Chaggie, because they´d make a hot dancing couple, too)

Sister Act basically Al can sing, he´s got a nun outfit & it would be fun xD

SpyxFamily Spy Alastor, Assassin Lucifer, Child Niffty, perfect little family :3

Titanic (1997): I would sprinkle a bit of onesided radiostatic in it, with Al and Vox being partners at first and boarding the ship together. They both want to start a new career overseas and maybe even team up. By some coincidence Alastor finds himself in the first class as replacement for another singer/entertainer for one evening and gets to meet Lucifer, who he has to fish out of the water, because that dumbass somehow managed to go over board. Lucifer is on board with his little daughter Charlie. After the death of his wife and having no money left, his family decided now would be the perfect time to offer him a chance to come back into their circle. Since his daughter is still too young to marry someone (and because Lucifer would never marry her off to someone she doesn´t love), he agreed to (finally) marry someone of his family´s choosing. Obviously he´s not happy with the choice. He meets Alastor for the first time when Charlie almost falls over board because her plushie slipped out of her hold.

[lgwifey]

Hi, may I ask if you can write something about Damon Albarn and a female reader?  (Maybe something fluff if you want, but I think anything will do). 

P.S I really like your writing :) .

Hiiiiya babes, thanks so much xxx I hope you like this, I’m not entirely sure what type this falls into but it’s all my brain’s giving me <33

RUN

90s!Damon Albarn x fem!aristocratic!reader

Y/F/N : your full first name. Y/N : your nickname/shortened version of your full name

MASTERLIST

"Y/n Y/L/N is at it again ladies and gentlemen !"

The eighteen year old rolled her eyes, mumbling to whoever was in the room with her to 'turn the blasted thing off, won't you'. She sat up, lifting her pink silk eyemask off and throwing it onto her lesser used bedside table.

"Good morning Miss Y/F/N."

She looked aside to find her childhood nanny at her bedroom door, just having placed the hot pink television remote on her vanity.

"How many times do I have to say Vanessa ? Just Y/N."

She sent a smile to the mother figure before jumping out of her bed, quite literally. The winter chills sent her to pull on some pom-pomed slipper boots, pulling on a pair of fluffy pyjama bottoms aswell.

"Of course, Y/N."

She sent a smile back to the young lady before informing her that her mother was downstairs waiting for her, which caused her to go wide eyed and immediatly rushed down the two flights of stairs which lead to the dining room.

She stopped before the overly elegant double doors, quickly pulling her hair out of the pink scrunchie she had slept in and trying to pat it down. She gave a quick knock before opening the left door, walking in with a perfect posture.

“Good morning mother."

The girl caught her mother's eyes at the other side of the room. They didn't get along, not in the slightest bit, so when the older woman was actually at the house, conversation at breakfast and at supper where dead, other than small notes on each other's jobs or family events that might be occuring. Y/N sat on one side of the exagerated table whilst her mother sat on the other side.

"You have a fitting at eleven."

"I know."

"Yes well knowing you, you would forget."

She discretely rolled her eyes, looking down to her juice beside her plate.

"And I would have to clean up your mistakes which I have neither the time or effort to do Y/F/N."

She bit her lip, and just gave a hum in response before standing up and leaving to her room, leaving her untouched food to be dealt with by the butler a few meters away from her. She bit the inside of her cheeks hard as she ran up the stairs, turning left and running up the next set before reaching her room. The bedroom door slammed shut and y/n threw the scrunchie off her wrist onto her bed.

She quickly washed and fixed yesterday's makeup, which she didn't need to overly bother with since it would all be redone at the fitting she needed to leave to go to. She slipped on a pair of beige highwaisted suit trousers and a white lace bralette. She threw a bunch of her things into a handbag before slipping on chestnut uggs, an a long denim afgan coat. She brushed through the knots in her hair before throwing the gem decored flip phone into her bag and rushing out if the room.

Before she got to the end of her drive, she slipped on a pair of large sunglasses due to the reporters at her estate's gates.

She could see and hear the laughs of people passing by as they watched her try to avoid the cameras and shouting journalists who where running after her down the path.

If only they understood.

After her dress fitting for one of her mother's arrangements next month, Y/N decided to stay in the city and get a bit of lunch before returning back to the house. She ended up not having to hide from people as much since apparently there was someone else on the same road as her who was deemed more important, her mind thanked whoever it was because their misery was currently allowing her to relax for a bit.

She ended up in a little cafe off a main road. After ordering a coffee and a snack they had in their counter display, she sat in one of the booths by herself. Her bag sat on the inside of the row as she flicked through one of her new books. One of the girls who was working at the till when she ordered placed a mug and plate down infront of Y/N and with a smile gave a timid "if you need anything else feel free to ask." She gave a smile back before taking a sip of her coffee and humming to herself, tapping her fingers on the table as she read through her open page.

As she ate, she took extra care in keeping and crumbs away from the new hardback and when she had finished with her food she left the few belongings in their spot before ordering an iced drink to have before heading home.

At least that was her plan, but that plan was quickly dropped when as she was about to get up and thank the girl on shift for the drinks, a crowd of cameras appeared. Y/n gave a yelp before slouching back into her booth, sliding the book into her bag and hopeing no-one knew or saw that she was there.

As the door crashed open, a figure in baggy clothes ran in and jumped into the opposite side of her booth. She noticed him muttering to himself, distracted and seemingly having not noticed her.

She hid further away from the cameras, crushing her bag as she fell onto it, letting out a sqeak as she did so, begging that she hadn't broken anything in it. Having got the stranger's attention, his muttering stopped and he looked over to her with a clearly very confused expression.

"Hi."

"Hello."

Her reply came before a short, awkward pause and after it was a sudden burst of annoyance displayed through hushed shouts.

"What the hell are you doing ! I don't know who you are but I was having a nice time away from those parasites and now they're going to know that i'm here !"

He blinked for a moment before waving his hand in a confused manner, causing her to roll her eyes. To say the stranger was even more confused when she started climbing under the table to his side of the booth, dragging her bag behind her.

"I'm Y/N."

She held out a hand for him to shake in their slouched and cramped situation.

"Damon.”

"Okay, now Damon how am I supposed to leave this cafe without gaining those people's attention."

He grinned at her, almost as if she had told a joke, Y/N shuffled herself around with her elbows and their faces where way to close for any stranger's to be, but there wasn't much either of them could do due to the glass exterior of the cafe and the little booth space which couldn't be seen from outside.

"I could run out in a moment, I just need to catch my breath."

Y/N swore she was actually having palpitations from his accent but tried to keep her calm. It was just so different to all the upper class pricks her mother tried to match her up with.

"It's okay, I can call my driver to come collect us both, it'll probably force them to leave us both alone for the time being."

It was obvious Damon wasn't expecting her to have a driver who was able to appear at a moment's notice, sure she sounded posh and looked rich... but a driver !

“We could just make a run for it ?”

She paused typing on her mobile, looking up to where he was slightly less slouched than her.

“If we run fast enough they won’t be able to catch us.”

She smiled to him, kicking her bags to fall on the floor so she could grab it.

“Well if I’m going to be stuck on a front page with you, I think it’s the polite think to know your full name Damon.”

“I could say the same to you Miss Y/N.”

She cringed slightly before telling him, watching his features drop slightly before buzzing back to how they where before.

“Y/N Y/L/N”

“Damon Albarn at your service Miss Y/L/N. And I’m three, two, one, run !”

[sparklingmusicofstars]

Hamefura pirates of the disturbance : Rozy's introduction

Warning : the second part contains spoilers !

I found some information on a fandom and the rest I wrote it.

Rozy Lind :

Background :

Rozy is an engineer from the Kingdom of Quid, an invention powerhouse located in a different continent from Sorcier. He is recruited to the reveal of the luxury liner "Vinklem" as part of the maintenance crew. In the game he is one of the two new capture targets for Catarina.

Appearance :

Rozy is a tall man with maroon-colored hair and jade green eyes. He wears a brown technician uniform with a hat, with black belt holding his tools and gear. Under his technician vest is a black shirt with a purple neckline. He often has a gentle, reassuring smile on his face. He is a young man of 23 years old but he has a boyish and childish smile and gestures.

Personnality :

He is a kind and meek young man who is a talented technician. He secretly has a sweet-tooth, and is a fan of desserts and pastries. He is a very fast reader. Rozy has a creative mind and is good with tinkering with machines. He is able to make tools out of anything he can get his hands on. It is said that everyone in their family truly wants to protect and keep an eye on those they hold dear. It's in their genes. He is as smart as Geordo and the others but he is more innocent in a way.

Warning spoilers !

Fortune lover game :

Rozy is a character that appears in a fan-book of Fortune Lover. In the game he is not a capture target even though he is handsome. He also got killed by Silva (who is the captain of the Sungreed pirates)

Currently :

Rozy and Catarina are acquainted, and eventually friends, due to their mutual love of sweets. He was on the desk when he caught sight of her and immediatly recognized her. He had a conversation with Silva and told him that no matter what happens he doesn't want her and only her to be hurt. Silva is aware of that and told him that even if it's the first time in 8 years he saw her he shouldn't do anything clumsy and must avoid approaching her. And Rozy accepts painfully.

Rozy's true identity :

It turns out Rozy is not really a pirate and neither is Silva or the rest of the crew. Rozy‘s real name is Rodzion Lindgren and he’s an aristocrat or more specifically a Duke of Queed. So Silva and his crew are actually Rozy‘s private guards that he hired to stop the Chancellor and his selfish scheme of trying to blow up the ship and kidnap the magic users.

Rozy's first meeting with Catarina :

When he first met Catarina in Sorcier he gave her the gummy candy he made because she was hungry while thinking that it was not very appreciate because of its strange texture (like now) and she told him it was beautiful like a jewel and how delicious it was. This made him realize his true ambition to help others and he always wanted to meet Catarina again to thank her. Eventually he was able to find out more about her and fell in love with her when he met her again. Rozy also met Silva on his way back to Queed when he almost got mugged. A younger Silva helped him but then collapsed to the ground because he was weak. Rozy noticed he looked like he was poor or homeless and decided to help him after thinking of Catarina’s smile, ignoring the people who told him not to do it. Thus, both his and Silva’s fates were essentially changed from meeting Catarina. In the game he will listen his escort and leave him here. He also kept an eye on Catarina since then, he sent someone in Sorcier to collect informations about her and know how she is doing while pretenting it was to collect informations on Sorcier, he even drew her one time when he was tired and everyone who know him well know how much he loves "the little girl who changed his life" For him, she was "his benefactor". (He really is a stalker....It's really creepy...) Ah, one thing, when he met her he was 15 years old and Catarina 8 years old... Yes, a real stalker.

They were so cute !!!

My opinion :

I love Rozy as a character (not as much as Silva, sorry) but he is really creepy in a way... I think Silva also mentionned something like that... In a way, he really reminds me Raphael ; his smile, personnality and things like that. And he is really handsome and has a calm, gentle and smart aura. I'm glad he met Catarina when they were children or else he would have no personnality. My favourites scenes are when he save her from the drunk pirate, his talk with Silva when he saw her, and almost all... Except for one thing, I think Albert really spoiled Rozy's route, he is so annoying.... And I don't know when Catarina fell in love wth him either. Unfortunately I don't have the game but I think his route is cute. (without Albert) His confession was adorable and his good ending too. It's my second favourite route.

[cheekyowldraws]

Series: Pokemon Horizons

Characters: Main plot: Murdock, Friede, Rockruff Mentioned: Dot, Blanca

Ships: FriedexMurdock also called Capncrunchshipping or Airfryshipping

Summary:

Murdocks little sister and Dot's mother Blanca allowed Dot to stay at the ship and Murdock is glad about that, but he feels that he didn't do much for Dot yet, but Friede and Rockruff are their for him to cheer him up. (Includes kissing <3)

Murdock just finished cleaning up the kitchen, gently carrying a softly snoring Rockruff in his arms who kept him company while he was doing the dishes. Or to be more exact the little puppy tried to stay awake but adorably failed and fell asleep anyways. Of course Murdock told his puppy several time it's okay to go to bed without him, but Rockruff refused this offer so a small giggle left Murdocks mouth. When the chef arrived in his room he gently layed Rockruff down on his pillow to not wake it up and covered the now rolled up fluff ball with a blanket. He kissed the little puppy on it's head, earning a soft yawn as respond. The cook couldn't help but smile at this cute sight before letting himself fall down, now sitting down on the edge of his bed. No wonder his little angel is so fatigued. The chef would lie if he said today wasn't exhausting for him as well. He defintaly wasn't prepared for his sister Blanca to do a surprise visit. He loves his little sister with all his heart, but sometimes she can be a bit hard to deal with, especially when the subject is Dot. At the end everything went well and he felt relieved that mother and daughter finally could have a proper conversation, hopefully understanding each other now. But for some reason he still felt sad and frustrated. The cook tried to shook away those feelings, heaving out a deep sigh when someone suddenly knocked at his door. Murdock was caught so off guard that he wasn't able to respond immediatly. Friede who was standing outside knocked once again adding a "Hey it's me. I'm coming in." before opening the door and making his way inside. What awaits him was a slightly startled Murdock sitting on the bed, staring at him with wide eyes. "Hey Murdock!" the professor beamed a smile at his friend "I figured you are here! Do you mind if I come in?" Murdock blushed a little, swiftly looking away being slightly embarressed "P-please come in. Sorry for not responding right away I got lost in my thoughts...a lot happend to today ya know..." His face turned into a grimasse, awkwardly smiling at the other man, letting out a chuckle while scratching the back of his head. Friede could sense something was troubeling the cook so he decided to find out with a rather unique approach.

He walked closer to Murdock gently grabbing the chefs face to give him a short but soft kiss. He could tell that Murdock wasn't prepared for that, because the cook winced at this sudden action. After Friede broke the kiss he started to delicately open the buttons of Murdocks shirt "I think you need some distraction..." the white-haird man suggested tenderly while purposly getting as close to the other mans face as he could. Murdock on the other hand just closed his eyes not saying a single word in return, letting Friede continue, without becoming active himself. But that just gave Friede the confirmation he needed. Something clearly was bothering his friend to the point that not even seducing him can draw him away from his distressing thoughts so Friede stopped right there. Murdock who still had his eyes closed didn't even realized that the smaller man already pulled back and was now sitting right next to him instead.

"Okay what is it?" the white-haird man asked with a concered voice. "W-What do you mean?" Murdock abruptly replied still being confused. "I'm trying to seduce you here but I don't get any reaction from you, instead you seem spaced out." The professor explains eagerly hoping his friend would open up and tell him what pains him right now. What he didn't expected was that Murdock in lieu just panics, thinking he hurt Friedes feelings, by rejecting him. "I- I'm so sorry...I didn't meant to destroy the mood! I'm gonna be focused now I promise!" With that being said Murdock hastely tried to kiss Friede but was stopped by a hand delicately put on his mouth. "STOP! That's not what I came here for!" the professor shouted, realising his attempt of distracting his friend backfired. "I'm the one that has to apologize! I already could tell all day that something is bothering you, but I didn't wanted to pressure you and hoped you gonna tell me yourself when you feel like it..." Friede paused for a moment, to collect his words to get sure he doesn't say something to upset Murdock even more. "So I hoped I could at least distract you from your distressing thoughts, even if it's only for a short moment...I would never take advantage of you like that! I'm sorry!" Friede explained desperatly with a guilty sound in his voice, now looking at the cook who was just staring at him with his big brown eyes. Friede didn't grasped that he was still covering Murdocks mouth with his hand, until the chef gently grabbed said hand to slowly push it aside. "I-It's okay! Don't worry I know that...it's not that I don't want to...with you...you know..it's just I can't clear my head from those negative thoughts right now and that frustrates me because I know those thought are just silly and..." Murdock didin't noticed that his body started to shake a little and got stopped mid-sentence by a gentle squeeze on his left shoulder. That sudden touch startled him a bit and made him look at Friede out of reflex. His friend wore a soft and understanding smile, making Murdock feel less anxious right away.

The cook now began to fidget with his fingers and took in a deep breath before he broke the silence that had settled over the pair. "I don't know how to explain...I mean the thing is...I'm so happy that Dot and Blanca finally could have a heartfelt conversation. I truly am but..." The chef had to stop again, biting his lip to wipe away a tear and to steady his shaky voice. This didn't went unnoticed by Friede so the smaller man now took Murdocks left hand into his to encourage his best friend to continue. "I'm so thankful that you could animate Dot to come aboard the ship and that Liko and Roy were able to make her come out of her shell more. She finally found such precious friends so I'm sure she gonna be fine now matter what happens. When she talked to me for the first time face to face after months I was so happy. I know that wasn't even a real conversation but still..." Murdock had to pause once again, catching his breath and steadying his voice. Friede got more and more concerned with every new thought that Murdock shared with him, but he doesn't want to interrupt him fearing he might shy away before he hears the end of it. So as much as it pains the white-haird man to see Murdock like that he decides to just keep listening for the moment, sqeezing his friends hand tightly.

After the room was filled again with silence for a brief moment Murdock continue, voice still shaky. "I'm so overjoyed that Dot seems to start enjoy the world outside of her room, that she starts to find joy in eating...that's more I could ever ask for...but...but" he paused shortly to inhale deeply. "I can't stop feeling like I only keep annoying her..." Murdocks voice kept getting more and more unsteady with every sentence and he had trouble controlling his breath but kept going, squeezing Friedes hand back. "She almost blocked me once and I can tell that me worrying about her makes her feel uncomfortable. I understand that but I just can't help it! I can't just turn off those feelings. My sister trusted me to take care of her precious little girl, but I feel like the only thing I do is bothering her and..."

"THAT'S NOT TRUE!" Without thinking those words bursted out of Friedes mouth, letting his heart speak for him. "The only reason I was able to convince Dot to join the crew was because YOU asked me for help and trusted me to deal with your niece!" "But..." Murdock tried to protest, but got stopped by Friede shushing him "Please let me finsih talking first okay?" the smaller man insisted with a determined face. Murdock couldn't bring himself to argue against it any further so he nodded in aproveal, getting a soft smile in return. Inhaling deeply the professor proceeded with his speech. "You kept making sweets for Dot until you found something that she liked, you always appreciate her feelings, not pressuring her to do things she feels uncomfotable with. You are a worryward, that's just how you are and that's okay, all of us know that, no one blames you for being worried when she wanted to go shopping, you still let her go, even though you were a complete nervouse mess until she made it back safely!" Friede noticed that Murdock looked away in embarressment, avoiding eye contact, but he had to keep going. "Yes it was Liko who had thethe idea how to include Dot to the picnic, but she couldn't have done it on her own and asked for your help to do so right?" "Y-Yes but.." Murdock started to stutter but Friede didn't let him time to come up with an excuse. "YOU only focuse on what others have archieve and keep undervaluing YOUR own efforts. YOU are always there, making sure she has everything she needs while respecting her feelings. If YOU haven't trusted me with YOUR feelings and YOUR wish to help Dot she wouldn't even be on the ship now, wouldn't have found friends and wouldn't have started to have fun outside! YOU are supporting her with all you've got and give her a safe space she can feel comfortable in. She can always count on you and I'm sure she knows that!" Friede hesitated to go on the moment he saw tears started running down Murdock's face "Do..Do you really thinks so?" the cook asks in disbelieve, the words barley leaving his mouth. The professor instantly pulled his friend into a thight hug "Yes I do!" After hearing those words Murdock completely broke into tears, sobbing hard, burrying his face into Friedes shoulder, hugging him firmly while he felt his friend gently rubbing over his back to calm the big man down. It didn't took long until they got interupted by a concerened "Wuff?" Both pulled away from the hug to watch the little Puppy trying to get on Murdocks lap, eyes filled with a worried look. Murdock was still sobbing softly and was busy wiping away his tears so Friede took the lead. "Don't worry your Dad will be okay!" He tried to assure Rockruff while petting it's head, but the puppy still wasn't convinced and now stood up on Murdocks lap, frontpaws pressing against his Dads chest, letting out another concerned "Wruff?" The cook cleared his throat and finally was able to speak again, wiping away more tears before picking up his puppy, gently hugging it. "Sorry did we wake you up?" Rockruff promptly started licking the chefs tears away still being skeptical. "Don't worry I'm okay now I promise." Murdock added and luckily this finally was enough to reassured the little puppy and it started wiggling it's tail in excitement. The three sat there silently for a while when Murdock suddenly let out a heartful laugh, pulling Friede and Rockruff into a tight hug, uttering out a cheerful "Thank you!"

[stir-up-the-water]

The redemption

Chapter 1: eyes to see

Mary Magdalene x reader (platonic)

It was another boring day in Capernaum, as always I have to go to the market to get some groceries. After that I can hide in my humble home and pretent the world doesn't exist. Because they can pretent I don't exist. I sighed, rolled my eyes and pepped myself up, "just say Shalom, ask what you need, pay and be gone, it's easy, really." I took a deep breath and walked to the place I don't want to be, the market.

As I walked in a somber tread to the market I noticed it was way bussier than usual. "Awesome" I said to myself with a sarcastic voice. I passed a large group of men with a few women walking behind them. One of the women gave me a kind smile, I quickly avoided eye contact and sped through the crowd. As I finally arrived to the stand where they sell vegetables and fruits, there was already a long queue forming. Great now I have to stay here longer.

After waiting what felt like an eternity it was finally my turn. As I looked at the vegetables and fruits, the seller asked me something. "Shalom, What's your name and what can I get you?" I quickly looked at him, gave him a smile that meant nothing and replied with a hoarse voice, "shalom, I'm cucumber", when I realised what I just said I felt my face going red, like tomato red from embarressment. people were laughing, the man in front of me, tried at least to be decent by trying not to laugh. There was only one way to get out of here- run! I could feel my feets going in a direction. The people I passed were blurred by my stinging eyes. I could feel their gazes on me, oh I wish I was invisible. I ran and ran, not noticing where I was going. I didn't care, really.

Mary Magdalenes pov:

As I passed the girl, I noticed her somberness, her face flushed as she averted her eyes from me. I knew the empathy that I have for her wasn't their for nothing. I have to find her. I looked at Jesus, where he was starting his preaching. He caught my eyes, there was a sympathy in it. I felt seen when he looked at me like that, he knew what was bordering me. He gave me a subtle nod. I immediatly walked away trying to find the young woman.

When I found her, people were laughing at her. She stood there like a statue, trapped. And when she suddenly moved, she fled the scene. Like a mouse that's running away from a cat. I knew I should follow her, she must know that I see her and that I know how she must be feeling. I moved between the crowd, quicking my pace as I try to keep track of her. I can't lose her out of my sight.