#it's so expensive though 😳

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Obviously I am fully in support of the TTC employees but also if this strike happens and I cannot get to my rental car on time I will be losing out on an uncancellable trip which will cost me hundreds of dollars and mean I miss Orville Peck 🥲 so I'm not saying I know where the TTC overlords live but if they don't give into these demands by tomorrow morning I am going to kill them (proverbially)

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Stanley Pines relationship HCs

(stan pines x reader), I hc Stanley to be dyslexic, yet another bit of writing about old guys getting to be freaky so 18+ below!

tho surprisingly fluffy at times, I just think this guy needs a good hug.

At first I think Stan would flirt with that rather brash confidence of his pick up artist/con man persona with you in the beginning, espeically turns to joking if you are choosing to riff/banter (whatever you want to call it) in response to his cheeky remarks. He likes to know he's met his match with a person who's not afraid to put him in his place!

But when he actually knows he's falling for someone then I think he would actually be more reserved, shy even, though it's not always outwardly obvious. If you are (or he thinks you are) talking to/got the hots for someone else he'll be even more withdrawn and gruff with you than he is usually.

I think that it's likely you get together after a series of awkward and/or funny scenarios/converations, like "What are you waiting for a kiss on the cheek?" "Yes, actually." "Can it, smartass!" ... ... "WAIT... What?!" "What?!!" 😳 type deal. Mabel has probably also caught on and is trying to put you in matchmaking situations.

Whilst both the stans are protective over their partners, Stanley is the more... possessive one, mostly in a good way: he wants to provide for you so that you're taken care of, he may not have much but he wants to know that you have less to worry about than him. Does NOT share, can enjoy showing you off and people looking but they can't touch!

He's lives a mostly independent life, so I can see him getting with someone equally (or more) independent and whilst that can reduce some of his worries, cause he knows you can look after yourself, he also still worries! 😅 and he wants to feel needed by a partner, so you might need to let him take the lead or do things/roles in your shared life for you, even if its just something mundane. Like, if you're shorter than him, he will do petty things like putting stuff out of your reach so you have to ask for his help (even if you try to do it for yourself will reach for it before you... Will also put a hand on your ass when he does it 😂).

Realises (subconsciously at least) that you help releive some of the burdens off of him as well. That said, definitely let him do everything for you when you go on dates (after the first one, where you put up a virtuous protest about paying for yourself), he's an old fashioned, almost-chivalric romantic at heart. He'd never admit to being sappy though and states that its simply 'the way to do things' or 'I'm just taking care of my girl'.

The rest of the Pines family realises when he's serious about you because that's when he won't spare on gifts for you. They don't have to be (and probably won't be) super expensive, he'll pick you up little things as well, a wilty bunch of discounted flowers from the store happens to appear sporadically yet often in the mystery shack, saying something a little flirty about how you can make them perk up (the sap!), and you can roll your eyes or quip back at him all you want but he sees how much you appreicate them, which makes up for the times he can be a bit more careless or in a grumpy mood.

Underneath all that confident persona is quite a bit of insecurity, that's not to say that all of his confidence is false, but he definitley has some old self worth/belief issues. Will often wonder what you're doing 'with an old man like him' (no matter if you're the same age or what) especially in the beginning of the relationship. The good thing is that he's susceptible to your compliments ;) and he's often stunned that someone he finds so beautiful is with him and will tell you at the most random times that he's a 'lucky guy' or that he's 'hit the jackpot', like you can be in bed in the rattiest stained t shirt, hair in rags, face mask on, haven't brushed your teeth, doing a crossword puzzle in bed, whatever, and he'll say something along those lines or about how beautiful you are to which you can either a) think he's joking and laugh/say something witty in return, or b) say "what even when I'm (insert something seen as unattractive here)?" Please know that he is SO serious when he says this.

The downside is that whilst stan has made leaps and bounds of improvements to taking care of himself, espeically when he knew the twins were coming for the summer and post-weirdmageddon (since he doesn't have to worry about the portal anymore), he still has a lot of filthy habits! He can be lazy and want to be in comfy clothes rather than a suit all the time, sure, that's fine, but what can really drive a partner crazy is the nail clippings on the floor or the hair clogged up drains in the bathroom and not cleaning up after himself properly! He honestly shouldn't be surprised that this is one of the things you can argue about regularly, old married couple style (he's been divorced enough times to learn this before and yet here you are! ^^')

Stanley Pines is Stubborn with a capital S and so there's some things he's not willing to change, but there will be some things he knows are important to you that he'll try to make progress towards, he'll also go towards taking even more care of himself in different ways, too, since he wants to spend the best amount of time that he can with you and his family.

Keeps photos of you dipper and mabel in his wallet. Considers the twins, wendy and Soos the kids you never had, so he's gotten over all the 'what could've beens' that used to make him sad before.

Will teach you some good boxing moves and punches for sure, even if you do know how to defend yourself. And takes you fishing and will teach you a bunch of practical things, if you ask him to show you he'll be over the moon!

Will preen so much when you praise him or acknowledge his achievements, actually was holding back tears when you said you were proud of him for getting his qualifications (after he spent so long without a HS degree/equivalent). Through working on the portal is SO smart, an equally skilled sailor and navigator etc etc as Ford, may not have the same methods of working stuff out as his brother but acutally knows a lot of disparate things, engineering, mechanics, physics, fishing, wierd loopholes in laws in different states and so on! Once weirdmageddon and the loss of memory has passed, Ford is genuinely touched by Stan's knowledge - a reminder of what he went through to get him back - as well as thrilled to speak to him on subjects that he never expected to share with his twin.

If he was asked whether he's a tits or ass man, he would say both, but honestly, he really loves thighs, I think he has a big attraction to curvy women in particular, but he would love his partner no matter what size/shape/gender (he's definitely bi, just more leaning towards hetero on the kinsey scale in my mind).

Stan is a menace when it comes to teasing, he's made an art form out of riling you up, loves when you get feisty with him. If you're bratty and push his buttons though, he'll give you time to run 🫠 will he give you a fair countdown or skip some of it? Depends on how generous he's feeling, so you better not stick around! Game for getting a little freaky, has a pair of handcuffs for this very reason, likes to be in charge but wouldn't mind being 'arrested' if it's by you 😉 (you can depend upon it that he knows how to escape them at any time though).

Total goof when he's relaxed, it's like being with a best friend, just be willing to get roasted on occasion (lovingly). You both watch ducktective and period dramas together, though he'll swear he's not into the latter - until he starts a running commentary on the plot.

[verysium]

BLUE LOCK REVERSE ICKS 😳

😭 i read this as blue lock icks and was about to drag them all through the dirt with a brutally honest character review. but anyways, reverse icks is still a good idea, so here you go anon:

rin has abandonment issues. now before u come for me, let me explain. ever since sae left him, he's been hesitant to let anyone back into his heart, and that's why you mean so much to him. his hand automatically reaches for yours in the crowd so you don't get separated. when he has nightmares and dreams of you leaving, he wakes up, patting frantically on your side of the bed until he finds your body and relaxes. hugs you as if he'll never let go and buries his face into the crook of your neck and just whispers "thank fucking god." and you can see his chin wobbling as he struggles so hard not to cry, but deep down you know he's a very sensitive soul and you're quite literally his whole world.

sae's entire character is a reverse ick. have you not seen that man? he is beautiful. but i'll give u a little scenario: sae attends a charity gala, and you're invited as his plus one. you're busy getting ready in the bathroom, and he just leans against the doorframe, breath hitching when he sees you all dolled up in your fancy dress. coughs to hide his blush when you turn around and ask him for help. creeps behind you silently, his hot breath grazing your nape as his deft fingers reach for your zipper. his hands are callused and gentle when they clasp the back of your necklace (the one he bought for you), and the cold metal contrasts with the warmth of his hands on your shoulders. his heart is beating so fast that his fingers tremble and struggle with his tie, so you fix it for him but when your gaze travels back up his face, you catch him staring down at you, his eyes filled with an intense emotion. your gesture of kindness reminds him of his mother and how he hasn't gone back home in ages and how blessed he is by the gods to have you in his life.

kaiser does the hair tuck thing where he kisses a strand of your hair and smooths it behind your ear. he tries so hard to be a suave and charming gentleman, but honestly he's just an awkward loser. screams like a girl when you watch horror movies together and hugs you so tightly you think your lungs might burst. but then he gradually quiets down and falls asleep in your arms, and you think maybe he's not so bad. he canonically is not a morning person, so when he wakes up, he has the homeless cut 2.0 with the wild bed head and groggy facial expression. also has a weird habit of walking around the house naked. in any other situation, you would've yelled at him to put some clothes on, but his physique was looking extra good today, and you sort of got distracted. he definitely noticed and not-so-subtly flexed his biceps. always tries to make you laugh even though his pick-up lines are terrible and he can't tell a good joke to save his life.

nagi sometimes wakes up before you and pulls your body closer to him. on most occasions though, it's you who wakes up before him and he drags you back to bed. he hates it when you work late and hovers above you like a phantom, waiting for you to finally finish and go cuddle with him. if it gets to the point where you fall asleep while working, he will tuck you into bed and kiss you goodnight. the next morning, you find all your work finished, albeit in poor handwriting. in all honesty, nagi is a genius, and he tries hard for you and only you. if any other person asked them to finish their work, he would've flat-out rejected them.

isagi is good with children but often at his own expense. unsuccessfully tries to make a baby laugh but ends up getting distracted and slamming face first into a telephone pole. now that made the baby start giggling, and he just smiled through tears with a red bump on his forehead, insisting that he was alright and didn't just knock his two front teeth loose. whenever he babysits your siblings/cousins, he ends up doing all the grueling work like changing diapers, taking out the trash, cleaning up after the gremlins. and yet the children will still favor you and not him. tries to act like he's not heartbroken but boy did that sting a little too much.

barou buys you flowers. has a big stupid blush on his big stupid face and refuses to admit that his heart skips a beat every time you look at him. does that thing where he looks the opposite way to pretend like he's not interested before shoving a bouquet into your hands. he's also very protective. holds your hand when you cross the sidewalk so you don't get run over. holds the door open for you every time. tried to make those origami hearts for you, but his fingers are thick and stubborn, and he stayed up all night in a fit of rage because he's not used to delicate work like this. you ended up getting a lopsided piece of crumpled paper that barou insisted was a heart, and you agreed because why would you hurt his feelings?

chigiri knows how to braid your hair. makes you sit in front of the mirror while his slender fingers carefully brush the soft strands. he can get complex too. dutch braids. french braids. fishtail braids. also does that cheesy couple tradition where he braids a piece of his own hair with yours as a symbol of love. most people don't know this, but he's actually a crackhead. sometimes when you're walking down the street, he'll do impersonations of the various people he sees. the old lady at the laundromat. the two aunties at the flower shop. the fisherman near the boardwalk. he even imitated your dad once, and you nearly lost it. he's too funny guys, but you need a sophisticated sense of humor to understand him.

and that's about it. sorry this was so short anon, but my brain is dessiccated this week.

[banj0possum]

Okay hear me out: yandere harpy. The reader is on a hike or something and he notices them and is immediately enamored. He grabs them and keeps them in his nest and because it's so high up they can't get down on their own 😳

Lovey Dovey

Harpy x GN Reader

CW: kidnapping, stockholm syndrome

first day back from my hiatus and were already on some more sweet sweet terato ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡ ive never written a harpy before but by golly ive been wanting to for a while! thank you smallcactus22 for requesting!

🪶 All you wanted was a fun adventure away from work, a breath of fresh air after being trapped in a colorless cubicle for god knows how long.

🪶 You wanted, no, needed a vacation. You looked through the many websites that showcased lovely tourist spots like beaches and retreats, all either a little too shady or way too expensive.

🪶 One caught your eye though, an ad for a hiking trip across a mountainous landscape filled with lush greens and lovely pink flowers, it was pretty affordable too. You immediately booked a spot on the hiking trail and wrote up a letter to your boss that you'd be on vacation for a few days.

🪶 When you finally came, you were already enamored by the scenery. Everything was a pink and reddish hue from all the petals that fell from the trees. You saw a person holding up a sign that said, "Hiking Trail!" and quickly ran up to the group of people supposedly taking the same hike as you.

🪶 The tour guide explained the history of the trail, it sounded more of a legend or myth however, with him speaking of an ancient race of humans with the ability to fly.

🪶 You thought nothing of it, probably just a part of the place's culture or something, you then followed the rest of the group to start the hike.

🪶 You couldn't help this uneasy feeling of being watched while on the trail, like there was something following you as you continued along the red path surrounded by pinks and blueish greens. It was probably a wild animal or two, you were in a forest after all.

🪶 On the other hand, Kalva could do nothing but watch you from the dense flora he was perched within. He's seen humans travel through the harpy infested woods before, all of which were uninteresting as a dried leaf on the ground.

🪶 So when he laid his eyes on you, it felt like an arrow to his chest. He was taken aback by how cute you were, so soft, so graceful. With the shawl you had on he would've mistaken you for one of his kind if it were not for you walking alongside other humans.

🪶 The harpies were very weary of humans, especially tourists. Only the few that have grown up near the mountains know of their existence, one that is protected lest danger falls on them like the old dragons of legend that was wiped out by greedy humans who thought of themselves as divine saviors in a world of evil.

🪶 Even with all these thoughts swirling in his head, he thought you were different. You didn't look at all like the other tourist who were babbling to themselves about who knows what with their funny black bricks that sparked now and again. They were so clumsy and ditzy compared to you who was just admiring the scenery around you, truly in the moment unlike the others who only cared for a nice photo or two.

🪶 After about an hour, the group stopped at a rest stop to take a break, you kept watching the flora dance and sway as everyone else drank and rested their feet. You treaded deeper into the pink forest, making sure to keep the rest stop in sight.

🪶 Just then you hear rustling from above, a large shadow gliding past you from overhead. You would think it was a bird if not for the size of the shadow. The shadow circled around you, as the shaking of the leaves above grew louder and louder.

🪶 Now your uneasiness is back tenfold, your heart racing as you frantically look around.

🪶 There was nothing there however, and you breathe a sigh of relief before turning to go back to the rest stop.

🪶 You yelp as you are, however, met with giant yellow eyes staring at you. You trip on a tree root and fall on your butt as a man half covered in feathers stared at you, penetrating your very soul.

🪶 You try to scramble away but the creature keeps walking nearer and nearer, his head cocking to the sides like that of a bird.

🪶 Your back meets with a tree as you're left in the mercy of this massive birdman in front of you. You feel tears starting to form in your eyes as a taloned hand reaches to your face.

🪶 You were surprised at the gentle touch you felt on your face as Kalva wiped your tear away, cooing softly.

🪶 "uhm...hello there?" you mutter.

🪶 "hello..." He replies in a raspy but quiet voice.

🪶 "Wh-who are you?" you ask, the tension in your body dissipating as you get more comfortable with him, well not really comfortable, just a little less tense as you were before.

🪶 "My name is...Kalva..."

🪶 "Kalva..I'm (Y/N).."

🪶 His pupils dilate at the sound of your name. He mutters it to himself like a word he wished to remember.

🪶 He sniffs at you, all over your body and clothes, focusing then on your bag. You reach inside and take out some crackers you packed for the hike and gave it to him. He was confused at first, never seeing a seed or insect like it, but was then greeted with a wonderous sensation of sweet and salty. He squawks happily, nuzzling his head into your chest, making you a tad bit surprised and unsure of what to do now that a bird man creature thing is cuddling you in a forest. You placed a hesitant hand on the back of his head and started petting him, he started cooing very softly, that must mean he's happy.

🪶 You then hear the tour guide call for everyone to continue on the trail, you greet Kalva goodbye and try to walk away when you're suddenly grabbed by your shoulders and lifted up. You yelp and scream, asking to be put down but the harpy ignored your pleas and flew high up into the mountains.

🪶 Oh what a day it was for Kalva! He knew the little human was the one! They fed him, they preened him, just like a good mate would! He must have been very good as his courting! Of course, his little mate couldn't have seen it from down below, but they surely would have if they accepted him so quickly right afterwards!

🪶 Finally they reached his perch atop a tall mountain. It was a giant circular hut of some kind made of branches and lined with colorful flowers and leaves. Inside, his nest was filled with cotton of the softest kind, only the best for his mate! Little baubles and shiny trinkets hung from the curved ceiling and trinkled softly as they shook. He placed them down as they shook in fear at the height.

🪶 Kalva landed next to them cooing and chirping comfortingly, don't worry my lovely! You won't fall from here! I will protect you!

🪶 It was like this for days; you trapped a thousand miles high in a nest you can't escape from otherwise the harpy would find you and carry you back. He would leave for hours at a time, offering you food and small gifts he's found he thought you might like, some of them things left behind by other tourists like a water bottle, a book, a hat and a few others.

🪶 At night, he'd pull you into a warm embrace under his wings. He can't help but stare at you as you snore peacefully under him.

🪶 Of course you were frightened to the core the whole time, but you tried your best to explain to him that you weren't his mate and that you needed to go home, but he kept insisting that you two were meant for each other, for him to coddle and fed you and you to love and preen him when he returns home.

🪶 He dreams for you both to have chick of your own, the idea of coming home to the happy chirping of little hims and yous gave him a happy giddy feeling.

🪶 After a while you figured getting down on your own wasn't an option and Kalva was your only hope in returning to the familiar world below.

🪶 You started talking to him more, books he would bring home, you'd read to him, food collected would be shared between you two.

🪶 And somehow, throughout this whole process, you managed to grow quite close to the man.

🪶 He understood English more, now collecting other foods like stolen snacks from tourists instead of bugs and wild fruits he'd usually eat.

🪶 You found yourself missing his company when he was away. He'd chirp happily as you rushed to hug him as he lands in your shared nest after a hunt.

🪶 Soon enough, he'd trust you to explore the mountain's peak outside of the nest. There was a lovely little lake next to his abode with a tree bearing red fruits. In the distance you could hear the faint calls of other harpies.

🪶 All you wanted was a fun adventure away from work, and you were given more than what you've bargained for, a glimpse into a hidden world of creatures far beyond your imagination, with one of them being your very loving mate.

and as a bonus, Kalva doodle for yall <3

[justananxiousweirdo]

can i request joost with a total bastard reader? always rude, sarcastic, laughs at him, but really they js love him deep down because they don't really know how to love?? sorry it's kinda specific.. totally not projecting from myself.. 😳.. THANK YOU THO!! 💖

I love specific and sorry this took me so long to get to.

Joost x Reader

Joost and I had been a little more than friends for a while now. I loved him so much and it hurt not actually being his girlfriend. I loved him so much and I never knew how to properly express that. Instead of normal compliments I always gave him backhanded ones, and I’d always make all types of sarcastic and/or rude comments towards him. I made so many mean jokes at Joost’s expense. I never meant to be so mean but it was like second nature. Like some external force was forcing me to be mean to Joost. Even though I loved him so much I’d always laugh at him.

We met up for a little dinner date and once I got to the restaurant Joost was already sitting at the table. I approached him and he stood to hug me.

“You smell a lot better than you look.”

“…thanks.”

Dinner was full of more comments like that and when Joost spilled some of his beer onto his lap I laughed offensively hard calling him a dumb klutz. I noticed the way Joost got quiet for a short period before nervously speaking up.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course dummy.”

“Why are you always so mean to me? I mean, I thought you liked me but…?”

Oh god. I felt awful. “Of course I like you.”

“You don’t act like it.”

“I’m sorry, Joost. I just don’t know how else to show affection. It’s like a weird love language.”

“… you love me?”

“What?”

“You said it’s a love language.”

“I mean, yeah?”

“So do you love me.”

“How could I not?”

“I love you too.”

Joost stood leaning over the table to give me a passionate kiss. He threw some money on the table, probably enough to pay for our dinners twice.

“Can I be your boyfriend?”

“Of course, you idiot.”

Joost just smiled down at me pressing a soft kiss to my cheek.

I hope I did your request justice. I don’t know why I struggled so much with this one. But love ya, hope this suffices.

[sincerelywhistler]

You’re an Angel

aka 🚨 MENACE ALERT🚨

More Angel headcanons (ft. David) under the cut!

- Had angel fang piercings for a bit in college

- Cannot pick a favorite color, it changes every single day

- Spotify is their best friend; they have the most specific and niche playlists ever

- Professional photographer!! So skilled!! Fuck canon interpretation why does everyone have an office job!!

- “I saw this one hack on TikTok-”

- Gets super anxious when David works later than planned bc of Inversion trauma :D

- Once the clock hits the time his shift/event was supposed to end, they’re texting him every 30 minutes to check in. David understands and is eager to respond the moment he’s able to

- Changes wardrobe styles at the drop of a hat

- Blasts music through their headphones and dances a whole ass routine while cleaning the house

- David fears for their hearing, always shouting “I SHOULDN’T BE ABLE TO HEAR DOJA CAT FROM THE ACROSS THE HOUSE, ANGEL.” But the dancing is honestly impressive so he lets it slide

- “What if I dyed my hair blue?” “Do you think I’d look cool with pink hair?” “Should I dye my hair purple one day?” “How about like a really dark kind of burgundy?” proceeds to never dye it

- 186424742 Minecraft worlds, they’re a skilled builder and sucks ass at PVP

- Scarily good at mental math, like, they can be like a walking calculator it’s so odd. Helpful for helping Davey with calculating pack expenses though! Too bad they can’t spell for SHIT

- Had a gymnastics phase that lasted forever until they fell in love with photography

- Can (and will) give Davey one hell of a chair dance 😳

- They’re very crafty! Lots of their house decor is DIY but looks store-bought

- David knows no peace when it’s time for bed bc Angel is practically moshing in their sleep. If he doesn’t act as their weighted blanket and smoosh them into his chest so they lay still, they’d probably wake up half way across the house

- Their laughter so contagious it can cure every ailment within a 20 mile radius, especially when they accidentally snort

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Why I like Charlastor

The other day I noticed there was some negativity in the Charlastor tag, including antis and people feeling the need to defend against antis, so I thought I might as well take a step back and just write candidly about why I like the ship.

I only got into Hazbin in October of last year, but already it has inspired me a lot to write and fantazise about it. Like most people, I started with the classic "they look cute together", but as I kept looking I couldn't help but think there was something else to these two than first met the eye.

For starters, I love Pollyanas! I think they get a bad rep for being naive, but I just appreciate an optimist like Charlie who just wants to make people around her happy because it makes her happy. I also like bad boys 😳 I'm a pretty heteronormative guy, so I haven't had a big chance to explore that part of myself yet, but I do like the danger and excitement someone like Alastor brings to the table.

I will admit when I started writing Charlastor I felt like I was handling dynomite. It's a lil scary to ship a boundless altruist with a manipulative sociopath, but bear with me.

I think each of them has something the other needs. I think Charlie needs someone to challenge her, someone to steer her in the right direction while she's mostly isolated. At the start of the series, practically nobody but Vaggie takes her seriously, and Alastor is no exception. He mocks her, teases her, but she still listens and I think it's because somewhere deep down she understands there's something he's trting to communicate in his annoying, but curious way.

Of course, I also love the fanon Charlie who's down bad for Alastor, and even if that Charlie is a little naive, I think it's also sweet and she can use some indulgence while most people treat her like a child.

On the other hand, when it comes to Alastor, this is a bit of a theory on my part, but I think he's secretely lonely. He has friends, certainly, like Rosie and Mimzy, but they're not good enough friends to live together with him. They don't seem to be able to save him from "pure, absolute boredom". But Charlie, for some reason can, even though she's a stranger at the beginning when Alastor chooses to move into the Hotel.

Alastor is not as much of a cynic as someone who chooses to see things in a perspective that benefits him. He doesn't think redeeming sinner is "hopeless", but "hilarious" instead, which has interesting implications to me. That's why he chooses to hover around Charlie, not because he thinks she's lame, rather because he thinks she's silly. She makes him laugh. Which I think is kind of how Alastor sees "love".

And then you have fanon Alastor who, depending on the writer, is either a horny animal, a wisecrack edgelord or a soft boy who's mean to everyone but Charlie XD I like several of those interpretations, but I kinda prefer mine just out of personal taste. I think the best part about Alastor is that he doesn't *care* what anyone thinks of him and always does what he wants, even at the expense of other people, which I find pretty enviable.

They're kinda both outcasts in their own ways. Charlie by being unable to fit in and Alastor being unwilling to compromise. But they don't judge each other. He supports her in his own weird way and she houses him and is delighted of him in general, which is tasty food for his ego. I do wonder why Alastor is interested in Charlie, both in canon and in a fandom vacuum.

There's some cool potential for drama there, but also growth and healing, in my opinion. Personally, I think Alastor doesn't want to actually *hurt* Charlie, but he may hurt those around her, which will be a moment to start settling compromises if Charlie puts her foot down.

That haz bin my review so far! I'm honestly pretty grateful for Vivziepop for all of the work she's done so far, I know directing, animating and writing two shows over the course of 5 year or so ain't easy. I'm also grateful to the fandom who shares their thoughts and vision, which calms the terrible voices I started hearing in my head since I bought this weird old radio.

I'm in the middle of a break, but if you're interested in my fanfics I'll get back to writing very soon. Cheers! 🌈❤🦌

[kiivg]

Your Rook is ridiculously good looking. Like, I’m actually blushing and it’s all your fault

.The initial idea for him was Grave Robbing Pirate and honestly the beard options came through for me like nothing else. Guaranteed I was going to go for muttonchops/sideburns before I even knew what the CC looked like, but idk they looked a little patchy sometimes and that is NOT what Grier is about 👏 The whatever it is he has now is iconic for him, I tried making him as an elf but it was Cursed and Never-to-Be-Seen-Again. Also the balding ponytail? I saw it, and I was like yeah that’s it, that’s him, that’s exactly what I’m about.

.Also it is absolutely insane to me that he’s the first draft, I got him in one go with a little fine tuning once I figured out how the CC works. Especially considering how ugly Goddard turned out as the Inquisitor 😭😭 but now I HC he just sends somebody over in his place to act as a go between, ain’t no way he’s traipsing around with Morrigan lmao. I did make a crummy Blackwall Inq so I could get Dorian to call him Amatus 👹 Pavwall Canon UNLOCKED. (I wonder if you could make the Iron Bull tho?? Sans wide horns ofc.)

.Also, girlie, tysm!!!!!! I am ALSO very 👀😳🥴🤫🫡 about him, I’ve just started my third playthrough of him, I’m still tweaking little bits here and there as I go along. Which means ofc I’m going to be screenshotting him in every cutscene 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️.

.Some facts about my Rook, Grier Thorne, and his story below 💕🫡.

.His mother is Therasia Thorne, a Rivaini Dalish elf who left her clan for the calling of the sea, and he is an absolute mama’s boy. Will do absolutely anything she asks with very little, if any, questioning. He doesn’t know (and most likely never will) who his father is, as the man bought Therasia’s silence over their affair with two galleons and a frigate. On a side note, Therasia was known for seducing very rich men and getting pregnant in order to blackmail them. Most of the time the fathers would pay up, and there has only been one instance of the father agreeing to take the baby off her hands, her bluff was called and she regretfully left her son behind.

.He adores expensive textures, silk, dragon scales, gold, fine lace, alamarri sheep wool, phoenix feathers. If he wasn’t a career criminal turned conscript he would have been a tailor. He owns (or used to own) several dresses/robes that he would just lounge about in naked to feel the fabric against his skin. Doesn’t really think too much of leather though, it can be stiff and often chafes the skin, which is strange because he’s very much a rope man.

.He waxes most of his body hair off, and keeps everything nice and tidy. He also puts coloured powder in his open wounds to preserve the shape of them as they heal, true to his mother’s traditions.

.Has kept his face completely bare of tattoos (apart from the fish he got when he was fourteen) in an honour to his Dalish heritage; he knows he won’t ever get valaslin because he’s only a half-elf, but the prospect of it keeps his face bare.

.Is fascinated by machinery and spent a great deal of time perfecting his own tools. His own frigate was equipped with self made trident ballistas, each one would fire three harpoons (individually or all at once) secured with thick chains, crafted to hunt and bring down large game, dragons, and smaller fleeing ships.

.In tune with his love for crafting, he follows June, and not the Maker. Though he does keep this to himself and those he considers family. If asked he just says he doesn’t believe in the Maker, and refuses to elaborate.

.Absolutely fucks, big family kind of guy. He is one of nineteen children, and has nine of his own by five different women, though he assumes there’s more because he was very much a leave before the sunrise kind of guy. Now he’s matured with being in the Wardens and has been less of a dick about it all. Whether or not he’s got any chance of knowing those kids who knows 🤷‍♂️.

.Never told anyone about his past when he became a Warden, the only people who know are those who were privy to his conscription, and the higher up Wardens upon receiving his arrest and conscription reports. Most people know he’s a conscript however, he doesn’t shy away from that, and he’s had a dozen or more rumours spread about him within the order. Evka was the first person to say he was a good Warden and back him up, and I think that solidified him as a third wheel to her and Antoine.

.He was actually conscripted by order of my HoF Andrastopher Cousland, as a favour returned. Andrastopher wanted aboard his ship when the Inquisition was seeking out a new leader,(there was no way he was becoming a religious figurehead lmao) and he stayed there for a good six months or so before Zevran joined them, and another two months before returning back to Thedas. They… uh… yeah 🥴🤫.

.If he was a companion his questline would probably follow trying to kill his older brother Galo after receiving a plea for help from his sister in law Aadiyah. Turns out Galo is either a) helping the Antaam navigate the seas uncontested or b) capturing and selling slaves to the Venatori. The big question at the end would be whether to tell their daughter that he’s her dad or to let her believe Galo was her father considering he HAS just murdered him, and she has several siblings that Galo fathered too.

.His gift would be an ornamental smoking pipe or a hookah, his room would be an observatory, full of navigational maps and constellations, there would be a small tailors work bench on one side of the room complete with mannequin and a sewn outfit that would slowly complete over his personal questline. His bed would be a row boat full of pillows.

.His almost kiss scene would be him explaining that he’s no good, his past actions are very much coming to bite him in the ass, and that you should really stop flirting with him. Does he want you to stop? No. Is he going to lean in to try and kiss you? Yes. Is he going to remember that everything is playing out as it does before and pull away because he knows he’s not good enough for you? Yes.

.His romance lock in scene would be stargazing on the beach in Rivain, he’d point out a couple constellations, talk about his time seafaring (minus all the murdering and pillaging). You’d get the option to ask about a few different ones (leading to locking out of the romance) or a secret fourth one and he’d absolutely bullshit some made up romantic story that parallels him and you, and you’d call bullshit because YES it is bullshit, and he’d say something awfully sappy about making it “our constellation” and then 💋💋💋.

.The actual romance scene would be that he turns up completely naked in your room, he’ll ask if you want the Captain or the Warden, and you uh choose and uh ye a hh haha ahaaaaa 😳���.

[weebsinstash]

Ok but fuck the people who mentioned abo stuff and omega Miguel to me specifically because I'm over here trying to think of-of- of other ideas that have some meat in them and now I'm just thinking about him becoming absolutely baby crazy in the freaky primal way only omegaverse shit can provide

-normal ass Reader meeting ABO people in the Spider Society and you have no idea what the actual hell any of them are talking about half the time but wouldn't it suck if you still felt some sort of effects from them and affected them too. But. Alpha Miguel obviously 🤌 somehow you make him purr however briefly bc he'd probably get embarrassed and be a dork but you just hear that motor kick in and it's like '👀 oh yall ain't HUMAN human? Idk that's kinda scary but... hot too'. Next thing you know you're finding out about Alphas having knots and you're having inappropriate thoughts about your boss. Also, what if scenting isn't just rubbing necks and such, what if it could be done from smaller touches too, so, suddenly you're sitting there "oh was he scenting me when he touched me on the shoulder" and you may or may not remember how people would often be nervous or avoid you on those days, or be polite but servile, one could day non-threatening, no competition

Alpha Miguel hearing you don't want kids like "I can fix them uwu". One day you realize "oh is he like, courting me" and you're confronted with the terrifying mortality of "holy shit does he want to date/have babies, idk if im ready for something that serious 😳" and also just, him having all these biological advantages over you like he eventually figures out how to tell your emotions by your scent and things like that, you hug the wrong person and suddenly he's in a foul mood and "wanting to speak to them" because their scent transferred onto you

-normal Miguel finding out about an Omega Reader and "no, I'm just studying them for science though--" *suddenly has terabytes of notes about you, your biological aspects, info from your home dimension about Omegas, plenty of personally written 'research notes'* he's just utterly obsessed and fascinated. He learns you're just basically a guaranteed baby machine amd suddenly he's astral projecting himself into another reality, man reads a factoid on how Omega typically have 3 or even more babies and he's sitting there thinking about the two of you with four daughters. Maaaaybe one son but, he loves the idea of all girls, he's just baby crazy for a daughter specifically and he's like "but wait, I could have multiple". But papi, four quinces sounds expensive lmao, lucky he's got that CEO money

-But of course, I'm growing especially fonder of female Alpha Reader and Omega Miguel and like. You're both kind of socially awkward and feel 'out of place', and being atrracted to each other is weird because you both lowkey hate yourselves and aren't sure how you two would work out. What does it mean for you to be an Alpha? Isn't he more dominant than you? Should he... act more submsisive towards you, like, you're both so confused and not sure how to act and also kind of being social recluses. One day you have your whole aha moment where you realize it's kind of a perspective thing and suddenly you cant thinking about him holding a chunky little newborn or having a tea party with his daughters and how, oh wouldn't he be so cute with a baby on his hip

Alpha Reader "I want to see him holding my babies and i wanna love n support him" vs Omega Miguel "I want to cuddle and kiss her while she carries our babies and protect her and love her 🥰" like fjfjff the nuance is THERE

-then there's the juicy idea or "alpha Miguel from a dimension without really any Omegas meeting an Omega Reader for the first time" and he's just kind of head over heels for you (and so is everyone else really). He starts realizing how powerful your "abilities" are when one day you're called into his office to see him throwing things around and shouting about "another hole in the multiverse" and Peter B is like silently begging for you to try and calm him down and you just. Panic and hug him! And you're hugging him and he can get a whiff of your scent and you hit him with the boo boo eyes "It'll be ok, please don't be so stressed 🥺 I'm sure we can figure something out. You're strong, you'll get through this"

Peter B and Jess just like exchanging knowing glances as you get him to settle into a chair and he's still grumbling and irritated but like significantly calmer now and you're just rubbing his shoulders and offering to get him a coffee and giving him a little pep talk amd being very, you know, gentle and nurturing :) totally disarms him and calms him right down, he goes from a red faced screaming mess to purring in a chair as you force idle chit chat about "are you hungry? When did you eat last? Or sleep?" And suddenly he's imagining being at the breakfast table with you and the pups he can easily see you two having together and from then on, Peter B knows to keep you nearby at all times to help calm the big bad Alpha down next time he's about to get an ulcer from stress

[parkerpeter24]

Request where reader and Peter are married and on vacay she’s been trying to hide she’s sick because she’s pregnant and she tells him at dinner 🤗

cute cute cuteeee!! this turned out longer than i’d expected 😳 kinda proud of it!

pairing ➳ peter parker x reader

requests are open

masterlist

peter parker, your husband, was as bad at connecting the dots as he was at keeping secrets. usually he was the one who’d sneak around. at a time you didn’t know about his alter ego– spider-man– he used to hide his costume and his web shooters but now he did it with the bruises littering his face. he would steal your concealer on various occasions and try to cover them up. however, you’d know about them reinstating his inability to hide things, especially from you.

but this time, it was you. you were keeping a secret and not just anything.

you were pregnant.

but not quite ready to tell peter, not knowing how he would react. it wasn’t like you guys hadn’t he married for three years and known each other for all eight of them, but having a kid together was quite a big deal.

it was hard to keep a secret. even though peter would never guess, you didn’t want him to mistake your morning sickness for something serious and fuss over it.

it was harder to keep a secret from peter when you two were supposed to be under the same roof for most part of the day.

tony had decided it was time all the avengers had a break so he’d flown everyone to bali. so now you were laying beside him in this extraordinarily expensive hotel room as the morning sun peaked in through the curtain.

you rubbed your eyes, shifting slightly as the first thing you felt was the weird taste in your mouth. and you just had to make a run for the bathroom before you puked all over the soft, lavish carpet under your bed. peter woke up with a jolt when he felt you throw his arm away from your body. he watched with sleepy eyes as you slammed the door to the bathroom.

“babe?” he hurried out of the bed. he could hear you retching on the other side of the door, “baby? what’s wrong?”

“it’s nothing!” you responded, “be out in a minute!”

it took you around two minutes to collect yourself back and brush your teeth before you made your way out of the bathroom. not so much to your surprise, peter’s hands grabbed both your shoulders as soon as you opened the door, “is it food poisoning? maybe it was the hotdog we had before dinner. it must be that! don’t worry, i’ll get you medicines.”

he started leaving but you stopped him, “peter, wait!”

“what?” he turned around.

you wish you could tell peter now but this just didn’t feel like the right moment. you sighed, “you’re not um, wearing any pants.”

���oh. right, silly of me.” your husband chuckled sheepishly as he grabbed his pair of pants that he’d left on one of the armchairs in the room.

you were sure peter would have found out in a week when your baby’s heart started beating, anyway. you felt a little ridiculous as you took the medicine from his hand and assured him that you would take it before you sneakily flushed it down the toilet.

peter noticed you being weird at breakfast too. you poked around at the salad in front of you. the smell of olive oil was making you nauseous itself and you were sure you’d have to rush if you had it. you would really go for a burger right now. honestly, you weren’t up for running three flights of stairs.

peter placed a hand over yours, running his thumb over the ring that rested on your finger, “hey, you okay? did the medicine not work?”

you gave him a shrug, “not hungry.”

“take it easy, parker.” wanda interjected, “just get her a burger and some fries.” she gave you a wink before taking a bite out of her bagel.

she knew.

you gave her a small smile.

thankfully peter took wanda’s advice and got you some fries, a burger and an added milkshake, which made you love him even more than you ever thought you could. you threw your arms around his shoulders as he placed the brown bag containing your breakfast on the table back in your room.

peter hugged you back as he smiled. however, his smile quickly faded away when he felt your shoulders shake against him, “y/n, are you-”

his sentence was cut short when you sobbed into his chest. his hand instantly wrapped around you protectively, “baby, what’s wrong?”

you just shook your head as you continued crying. peter rubbed your back until you calmed down. you pulled away to wipe your tears while the brunette’s arm remained intact around your waist, “i’m sorry.”

“you’ve got nothing to be sorry for.” he said as he tucked a few strands of hair behind your ear, “is everything okay though, hun? you’ve been acting kinda... weird. which isn’t bad, i-i mean, i’m just worried about you.”

“i’m okay, peter. i just got a bit emotional.” you gave him a little smile.

he nodded, though still unsure.

peter was nothing short of a delight for the whole day after that. he served your breakfast for you and even denied going to the beach with the others because you didn’t feel like going, even though you’d told him you’d be fine in the hotel room. then you two spent the day watching disney movies.

in the evening peter asked you to get ready for dinner and you were a little confused because you thought you two were going to go downstairs and have dinner with the gang. but peter insisted you get ready so you did.

peter then took you to the beach and the two of you walked until a candlelit table was in front of you. you gasped with joy, “remember our first candlelight dinner?” peter asked as he watched your smile grow.

“i do! i was so nervous.” you chuckled.

“you were nervous? i was freaking out! i didn’t know what to speak. you looked so gorgeous.” peter gave you a small smile, “you still do.”

“you’re way more gorgeous.” you gave him a little kiss, “oh my god. i just remembered i spilled wine all over your favourite shirt that day.”

peter laughed. and just like that, you knew. this was the moment. it was your chance. you didn’t wanna wait for peter to figure it out himself or for him to hear the baby’s heartbeat. you wanted him to hear it from you.

the two of you sat down and peter ordered your favorite for both of you. you smiled, watching you two’s fingers interlaced. peter ran his thumb over your ring finger, a habit of his that made your heart swell every time.

“peter?”

“yes, beautiful?”

“there’s something you gotta know.” you stated as your heart started beating a little faster.

“what is it?” peter asked, giving you his fill attention, a look of concern etched over his face.

“i’m... uh, i’m pregnant.” you stated, watching his face for any major expression.

“yeah, what about that?”

“i know! i couldn’t believe it eith- wait what?!” your pupils enlarged in surprise.

“you’ve been pregnant for around five weeks, what’s new with that?” peter asked.

him being so confident made you doubt if you’d already told him. peter laughed softly at your confused expression. you looked at him, raising an eyebrow, “is this funny to you?”

“no! no. not at all.” peter gave a little squeeze to your hand.

“how’d you know?” you asked, your expressions softening.

“well, i noticed the little changes your body was going through.” peter explained, “and i found the pregnancy test you forgot to throw out.”

“oh shoot-” you facepalmed, “that’s so stupid.”

“hey, it’s alright.” peter chuckled, “i would have probably been worse at keeping a secret like that.”

you laughed, “guess we’re both bad a keeping secrets.”

[willalove75]

Sugar mommy Rebecca tho 😳

Ugh I LOVE Sugar Mommy Rebecca😍😍

Thanks for the request!!💕

Warnings: Little but of smut at the end. I mean, what's a Sugar Mommy Rebecca story without a little smut, right?😜

18+ Minors DNI

It's surprises you how interested you are in the sugar mommy/baby app you were forced to download after losing a bet to one of your friends. You had to make a profile and talk to a few women and you had every intention of deleting it as soon as you got home, but a few of the profiles piqued your interest so you decided to keep it.

One of the first women you matched with, BossGirl, much to your surprise has been a lot of fun to chat with. She tells you her name is Rebecca and she's almost twice your age, but neither of you seem to mind. Even though neither of you have seen photos of each other, since this is the Bantr version of a sugar mommy/baby app, there's a part of you that would really like to meet her, another part of you is scared shitless since you've never done something like this before. Although she admitted herself that she's never done anything like this before either so at least the both of you find comfort in that together.

After talking for a few weeks you decided to exchange phone numbers and take the conversation off of the app. It was something you were both nervous about, but you found it cute that she was just as nervous about it as you were. You both agreed that neither of you were comfortable with FaceTiming each other but eventually agreed to phone calls every so often. The calls usually took place at night after you both were home from work and as of late, one of you always ending up falling asleep, still on the phone. It's something the both of you found endearing. Her voice was like silk, a little sultry, but beautiful; if her voice was any indication of what she looked like, she was probably stunning.

A new message notification pops up and you grab your phone and open your conversation.

Good morning, how did you sleep?

I slept very well, although I missed out nightly chat 😕 How did you sleep?

So did I, I'm sorry I wasn't able to call. I slept well, but I did miss hearing your voice.

You've wanted to meet up with her for a little bit now but you haven't worked up the courage yet to ask, but today you decided was the day.

Well, I can think of a few ways to make it up to me😉

And what would they be?

Maybe we can go out to dinner this weekend?

You take a deep breath and hit "send" and nerves flood your body, fearful that you're pushing her into something she doesn't want. Her name pops up on your phone again and you open the text.

I think that's a fair compromise.

A cheesy smile crosses your face and you feel giddy, like a teenage girl.

Awesome, I'll let you pick the time & place, how does that sound?

Sounds wonderful. This Saturday, 6pm, I'll text you the address.

I can't wait.

Me either.

A squeal escapes from you as you kick your legs like a little kid. This woman seemed wonderful and the fact that she's willing to meet up with you? Completely insane.

The remainder of the week flies by and before you know it, you're getting ready for your date. Rebecca texts you the address and you call an Uber and you're on your way.

The car pulls up to the restaurant and it's gorgeous, you can tell just by looking at it that it's expensive. After thanking the driver you get out of the car and head inside to wait at the bar.

Just got here, I'm at the bar. I'm wearing a black cocktail dress.

Pulling up now.

Butterflies fill your belly as you keep your eyes on the door, studying every one who walks through the door, trying to figure out if they're Rebecca. A gorgeous, tall, blond woman walks in and look around at the bar, her eyes settle on you and you just know it's her. She walks over to you with a beautiful smile on her face.

"Y/n?"

"Rebecca, hi. It's great to finally meet you."

Rebecca wraps her strong arms around you and pulls you into a hug, every butterfly in your belly settles when you smell her perfume, the scent immediately relaxing you.

"I'm so glad I can finally put a beautiful face to that gorgeous voice." She says.

"You're telling me, wow." You say, admiring her beauty up close, getting lost in her stunning green eyes. "Sorry, I don't mean to stare, you're just really pretty." A blush creeps across your cheeks, it darkens when you feel her hand cups the side of your face and she smiles at you.

"You my dear are beautiful."

Rebecca takes your hand and the hostess leads you both to your table. After looking over the menus you order dinner and drinks and the two of you begin talking. Rebecca tells you that she manages a football club, you tell her that you're a graphic designer. You both talk about your jobs, what you enjoy about them, what you don't. Once the conversation about your careers is exhausted Rebecca asks you what brought you to the app.

"Actually, I downloaded it because I lost a bet. My friends made me make a profile and talk to a few people. I was planning on deleting it but then you and I started talking and got on so well I decided to keep it. What made you go on the app?"

"Well, my job is very demanding so I don't have time for a relationship, but I do have money and having some kind of companionship would be nice so I figured this was the best way to do it."

"That makes sense. I mean especially if you have the money and not the time, I get it."

"So, what do you want out of this?"

"Honestly, I don't really know. I know that's probably a shit answer given that we've been talking for so long but, truthfully I never really thought about it like that. I just really enjoyed talking to you. What about you?"

"Well, companionship, I'd love you take you out to more dinners, maybe take you as my plus one for a few terribly boring events I have to attend for work. I know sexual favors are often part of the deal but if I'm being honest, I don't love the idea of putting that on the table right away."

"I totally get that, honestly that was one of the things I was worried about. Don't get me wrong, you're stunning, but the thought of sleeping with someone I barely know for money feels icky. I'm not opposed to it happening eventually, though."

"Well it looks like we're on the same page." Rebecca says with a smile.

The waiter brings over your dinners and a second round of drinks and the conversation flows as easily as the drinks do. You don't feel like you're on a first date with your sugar mommy, you feel like you're out with someone you've been friends with for years. Rebecca has a wicked sense of humor, she's made you laugh more tonight than you have in a while. All night you caught yourself getting lost in her gorgeous eyes, just like you had hoped, she's just as beautiful as her voice, if not more.

After you finish dessert Rebecca pays the bill and you both walk out of the restaurant.

"I had a lot of fun tonight." You say.

"So did I, thank you very much y/n."

"Thank you, Rebecca. I hope we can do this again soon, I really had a good time with you."

"How about later this week?"

"Perfect."

Rebecca wraps her arms around you and hugs you goodbye as her driver pulls up. She waves at you as she gets into the car and her driver pulls away, your Uber pulls up a minute later and you head back home.

On the ride home your phone dings and you pick it up and see a text from Rebecca.

I had a wonderful time tonight. Would you like to have dinner again Wednesday night, 7pm?

I had a wonderful time too. And yes, absolutely, wouldn't miss it for the world.

The next few dates you and Rebecca went on were amazing, each date better than the last. The two of you got pretty close faster than either of you expected, on top of paying for dinners, Rebecca bought you little gifts each time you got together. The second date she sent a gigantic bouquet of roses to your house, the third date she got you a gorgeous tennis bracelet, and the last date you both went on she bought you a matching necklace. The day before your next date you get a package in the mail, you bring it inside and open it, revealing a gorgeous dress with a note.

Y/n, Just a little something for our date tomorrow night, I think you'll look amazing in it. The bracelet and necklace would look wonderful with it. Looking forward to seeing you wearing this. xx RW

You pick up the dress from its box, a gorgeous black satin dress with a high slit up the side, plunging neckline and open back. Excitedly, you run into your room and try it on and it fits perfectly, you have no idea how she managed to pick the perfect size, but you love it.

The next night you slip on the dress, a cute pair of heels you have that go perfectly with it, and the bracelet and necklace she bought for you. Looking in the mirror, you don't know if you've ever looked this elegant before in your life, it feels weird, but also really nice.

Just as you're about to order your Uber you get a text from Rebecca.

Come outside.

Curious, you open the door and you see Rebecca leaning against her car, wearing a beautiful red dress, a beige trench coat draped over her shoulders.

"Hey, I was just about to order and Uber." You say, surprised to see her.

"That's no longer necessary." She says with a smile as she walks up to you and wraps her arms around you. "You look absolutely stunning." She whispers into your ear. You feel your heart skip a beat when you feel her breath on your neck.

"So do you." You say quietly back as you admire how the dress she's wearing perfectly shows off every one of her phenomenal assets. Peeling your eyes away from her incredible breasts, your cheeks turn a light shade of pink as you look up at her.

"Ready?" She asks.

"Yeah, let me just grab my stuff."

You head back inside and take a deep breath before grabbing your bag and jacket and the two of you head out.

"So where are we going?"

"It's a surprise." She says with a wink.

The car pulls up to the waterfront and you both get out. Rebecca grabs your hand and leads you down the dock towards one of the gigantic yachts sitting in the water.

"Here we are." She says, coming to a stop near the biggest one.

"Woah."

"It's nice isn't it?"

You nod your head, speechless at the sheer size of the yacht in front of you.

"I bought this for myself after my divorce."

"Wait, this is yours?"

"Yes!"

"Holy shit. How much money do you have?!" The words fall out of your mouth before you're able to stop them. "Sorry, I didn't-"

Rebecca throws her head back and lets out a laugh.

"Oh don't worry. And a lot, you're one lucky sugar baby." She says with a wink. "Come on, I have a chef waiting inside. We're gonna go on a dinner cruise."

Stunned, Rebecca grabs your hand and pulls your forward towards the boat. You're in awe of the yacht, it's bigger than your flat, she gives you a brief tour, you see the saloon, the kitchen, the deck and the pilot house.

"There's more but I'll show you that all later, I don't know about you, but I'm starving."

On command your stomach growls and your put your hand over it and both you and Rebecca laugh.

"Come on, lets go." She takes your hand and leads you to the dining table on the deck, the sun is just setting and it's a gorgeous sight. The chef comes over and talks about what he's planning on making, you look over at Rebecca in disbelief when he says he's making your favorite dish.

"How did you-"

"You mentioned it on our first date, so I figured it would be perfect for tonight."

"You're amazing."

"Only the best for my sugar baby." She says, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. "You look beautiful by the way, that dress is perfection on you."

"I have no idea how you knew what size to get, but it's perfect. Thank you, so much Rebecca."

The chef brings over a bottle of wine and pours you both a glass. By the time you're finishing your second glass dinner is ready, and damn it's the best meal you've ever had in your life. Once the plates are cleared and another glass of wine down dessert it brought out, you and Rebecca split it, she feeds you a few bites and you both finish off the bottle of wine.

Rebecca takes you by the hand and walks you to the railing, overlooking the river as you sail through it. She wraps her arms around your waist and pulls you back into her, you gaze out over the water and turn to look at her over your shoulder. Her green eyes meet yours and you look down at her lips and back up into her eyes. She pulls you closer as you turn to face her and she closes the distance between the two of you. Your eyelids flutter as your lips meet, you sigh into the kiss as her soft, warm lips press against yours. She gently sucks on your bottom lip and you part them, her tongue sliding in and greeting yours. They dance around each other in harmony as you softly moan into her mouth. Your fingers tangle themselves in her hair and you feel one of her hands slide between your shoulder blades and the other one slide down your lower back.

As the kiss slows you both begin to part and gaze into each others eyes, her forehead resting against yours.

"Come on, I'll finish giving you the grand tour." She quietly says, grabbing hold of your hand. You follow her back down to the saloon and you both shed your shoes and she leads you down into the cabin area.

As if you already weren't incredibly impressed with the yacht, you come to find out that there's three guest bedrooms, three guest bathrooms and just when you think that was it, she opens the double doors to the owners cabin.

"Holy shit. Rebecca, this is insane." The cabin is almost the size of your room in your flat, she brings you into the bathroom and it's twice the size of yours.

"Jesus Christ Rebecca, this is bigger than my bathroom in my flat."

"It's gorgeous isn't it?"

"Uh, yeah?!"

"Oh, one sec, stay here, make yourself comfortable."

Rebecca walks out of the bedroom and you sit on the edge of the bed. A few minutes later Rebecca comes back with a new bottle of wine and two glasses.

"Can't forget the wine!"

"Oh god forbid we forget the wine!" You joke.

"Come on, watch this." Rebecca says as she closes the bedroom doors. She climbs onto the bed, patting the spot next to her.

Climbing into the spot next to her, Rebecca grabs one of the remotes and presses a button, what you thought was a massive picture in a frame, is actually the television.

"What?! That's so cool!"

"Right? It's one of my favorite parts of the whole yacht."

"Oh my god."

The two of you laugh and finish your glasses quickly, Rebecca immediately filling them back up. You look over at Rebecca as she talks, noticing how her eyes light up when she talks about the things she loves, how the crows feet in the corner of her eyes form when she's happy, you study the laugh lines around her mouth, how her lips always look so perfectly kissable. Truthfully you don't even know what she's talking about, you're so enamored with everything else about her you got lost in her beauty.

"Oh, you have lipstick on you." She says, leaning over and wiping the lipstick out from under your bottom lip. Unsure if it was smudged from the wine glass or your make out session earlier. She takes your chin between her thumb and forefinger and gently pulls your bottom lip down with her thumb.

Noticing that she's staring at your lips you close your eyes and lean in, your lips meeting hers. The kiss becomes passionate quickly, only pausing so you both can put down your wine glasses. Rebecca rolls you onto your back and she carefully climbs on top of you, her lips not once leaving yours. With her body pressed against you, all you want is for her to be closer. Her tongue explores the inside of your mouth and she gently bites and sucks on your bottom lip, a small moan escaping from you.

Her lips travel down your jaw, riddling your skin with kisses, and down your neck, nipping and sucking on your pulse point as she makes her way down. Your hand grabs the hair on the back of her head as she nips and sucks on your neck, her hands exploring your body as she kisses further down.

The wine begins to hit and time begins to speed by, one minute you're feeling Rebecca's lips against your skin, the next she's throwing your dress and thong across the room. Your head spins as you feel her tongue against your heat, crying out her name when her fingers slide into you. Time becomes an illusion, you don't know how quickly or slowly it went by but you feel her push you over the edge as you clench down around her fingers, your back arching and eyes rolling to the back of your head. Whines and begs escaping from your lips, you don't know how loud you were and truthfully you didn't care, all you knew was that you never wanted her to stop.

The spinning slows as she helps to bring you down from your high, you feel yourself panting, your hair sticking to your forehead and to the back of your neck. When you finally open your eyes and look up you see Rebecca tossing her dress and undergarments aside, your jaw dropping as your eyes rake up and down her body.

"Fuck."

Rebecca smirks, gently grabbing your hand and running it up and down her naked body. You try and take control of your hand and she pulls it away, a sound of disappointment escaping from your lips.

"What's the matter love?" She teases as she straddles your lap on the bed. "You like what you see?" She whispers in your ear.

"Yes." You pant, tightly holding onto her hips.

"Tell me, what do you want to do to me?"

"Sit on my face."

Rebecca smirks and pulls you into a deep kiss. She grabs hold of the headboard and moves up as you slide down, her knees on either side of your head. Your head spins again as she lowers herself onto you, an animalistic instinct taking over when you hear her moan when your tongue makes contact with her dripping cunt.

You eat her out like you've never had a meal in your life, Rebecca grinds down onto your face, crying your name. Feeling her throb against your tongue you know she's getting close, you slide your arm around and bury two fingers deep into her. She throws her head back and cries out again, grinding hard onto your hand and face. Her walls clench down around you, you pump your fingers in and out of her harder, sending her over the edge. As she begins to come down, Rebecca tries to lift herself off of you but you pull her back down, pulling another orgasm out of her. You feel her body shake over you as she cums a second time, you guide her through the orgasm, letting her ride it out as long as possible.

When she finally comes down she collapses on top of you, leaving your fingers and your face a complete mess. The aftershocks course through her body as she tries to catch her breath, you wrap your arms around her, small pulses shooting down every time you feel her body twitch.

A pleasant silence falls, all you can hear is the sound of her breath. Rebecca holds you tight while you trace patterns across her back, your other hand gently scratching her scalp. A relaxed sigh comes from her, her heartbeat finally returning to normal.

Her green eyes meet yours when she looks up at you, a satisfied smile crossing both of your faces. You lean down and gently kiss her, your fingers tangling themselves in her blond curls. Rebecca curls into the crook of your neck when your lips part, her fingers tracing your collarbone.

It dawns on you that you've never been this relaxed, this at peace with someone else in your life. You don't want this moment to ever end.

"Can we stay here forever?" You sigh.

Warm kisses travel up your neck, making their way to your lips.

"Well, off season is starting in a few weeks." Rebecca says with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"Oh is it now?"

"It is." Rebecca says, kissing an gently nipping at your neck and jaw. "My workload heavily decreases in the off season. A wonderful opportunity to sail down to, I don't know, Italy perhaps?"

You sit up a little and look into her eyes with wonder.

"Seriously?"

Rebecca playfully bites her lower lip and nods her head.

"Absolutely. Especially after that, you deserve one hell of a reward." Her gaze softens as she looks into your eyes. "You're amazing."

"So are you."

You both close the distance and pull each other into a deep kiss. A trip with your hot sugar mommy to Italy? Hell yes! Although you have a feeling that sooner rather than later you two are going to redefine your relationship, at least you hope so.

[miauentity]

Sharing my own TNMN headcanons bcoz why nawt?! (Below the cut)

lemme start with the girlies

♡ The Sverchzt twins are french-russian

♡ Elenois is a lot more shy/reserved and has low self-esteem. Selenne, on the other hand, is quite the opposite. I'm basing this off solely on their nightmare counterparts Lilith and Anazareth, specifically their responses when you ask them about their appearance

For reference, Lilith only says that "everything is in order with her appearance" while the other residents say theyre perfect or in the case with Anazareth, that she's "just as beautiful as ever"

♡ Speaking of Lilith and Anazareth, I really like the trope that they are the polar opposite of each other; from stylistic choices, orderliness to even intimate preferences.

Lilith likes to be clean and tidy. She's also a masochist (not necessarily in a sexual way) which is why she likes to wear insanely tight corsets. Anazareth doesn't care about the messes she makes, and certainly prefers to see others suffer her wrath.

♡ Lilith is a lesbian (Elenois too). Like really, the Lilith?! The first woman made from soil at the same time but not with Adam's flesh??? The first feminist !?!?@, 😍😍. Ok in all seriousness, both could be sapphic-leaning and im open to that

♡ Lilith and Anazareth aren't actually who they were named after. They were named after two mysterious "evil" spirits who helped their mother out during difficult times. Eventually, all three were unjustly executed for worshipping "demons" and engaging in "witchcraft" in the victorian era

♡ Angus is trans. But doesn't know that it's not a common cis experience to want to be a woman as a self-identifying man

♡ Despite separating, Francis still harbors feelings for Nacha and is a bit creepy about it. Though, Nacha has moved on (sort of). Francis continues to be a milkman despite the crappy pay so that he could regularly deliver cases to her restaurant. He also sneaks in bottles for Anastacha

♡ ok this depends on the doorman you interpret but if they are young, Margarette would definitely treat them as her own nibling/grandchild since she's never had her own. She is quite affectionate, would teach the young doorman how to crochet and invite them for tea occassionally

♡ Lois is as hospitable as Margarette. Roman is too wary of strangers and gets a bit cranky whenever there are visitors coming over. But honestly its ok bc Lois keeps him grounded

♡ Robertsky also suffers from low self-esteem. But unlike Elenois, he copes with it by being conceited. He is jealous of Albertsky for being "more popular with the ladies" when in reality, it's just an exaggeration of his perception of his brother.

♡ the Peachman brothers own their shoemaking business

♡ Arnold publishes educational books and writes activist journals. He is quite popular for his involvement in politics and almost crossed the DDD once... in response, the DDD secretly sent a doppelganger of him with stitched eyes as a warning

♡ Steven is a former veteran and likely suffers from PTSD. He switched to becoming a regular pilot in the local airport since there was a very high demand for the job

♡ Mclooy managed his own restaurant before officially retiring. He is a really, really good cook and often volunteers with Nacha when the neighbors gather for a potluck/ cookout.

♡ Rafttellyn only married Alf for the money 😭😭😭😭 i mean come on, shes young, married a lawyer whose probably leagues older than her, is a housewife and carries expensive jewelry and a designer bag 😳

♡ I really like the idea that Mia and Afton are just each other's beards. Mia probably has a crush on Nacha and may or may not be subtly flirting with her.

♡ On the flip side, if they are in a genuine relationship, I do think that Mia resents Afton and is falling out of love. Maybe because Afton is too obsessed with his job that he doesnt give enough attention to her

[celabi]

what kind of pet names would scummy scara use? or ones he likes receiving maybe

Tbh I was gonna make him call reader “sweet cheeks” just because it’s one of my favourites 😘 but I realised that it doesn’t really suit his personality very much so I didn’t include it 🥺

He uses ‘sweet heart’ and ‘Angel’ very commonly. ‘My love’ when he’s in a very good mood, and ‘baby’ while you’re doing the deed 😳 but sometimes he does call reader baby just cause he wants to.

He absolutely folds when you call him baby though, like a blush on his face while his eyes dilate, he really likes it. Loves when you call him ‘pretty boy’ and ‘my love’, those two are his all time favourites. He will do literally anything for you if you call him ‘darling’, like, ask for something expensive and call him darling at the end and he’s already pulling out his credit card 😭

[fruitsoxs]

Hi, socks! i've read your Vash and Wolfwood as roommate. But, hear me out! They as reader's bodyguard😳 Feel free if it is prince/ss or Idol reader!

Thank you, and i love your fanfic!

Went noble reader because i’m a sucker for knight/guard x noble lol

pairings; vash x (GN)reader, Woflwood x (GN) reader warnings; suggestive themes in wolfwood's but no nsfw, hint at attempted sa/abuse in wolfwoods(nothing graphic), mention of starvation as a punishment in wolfwood's, notes; hope this is okay! if you cant tell vash's is very cute and wolfwoods..is too i promise

Vash

When he gets assigned as your guard you’re pretty sure you’re going to melt

He’s very sweet, and super cute

He seems a little nervous around you at first though. He keeps stuttering and messing up proper etiquette (which is adorable)

You warm up to him pretty fast

He’s nonviolent, but also somehow one of the best fighters anyone has ever seen???

He’s vowed not to kill anyone, but he’ll beat someone’s ass to keep you safe.

The first time he has to beat someone up is during an assassination attempt on your life. Some crazed man runs through your gardens wielding a knife- and You’ve never seen Vash move so fast before. The man is down in seconds, out cold. Vash just smiles at you. You basically fall for him there and then

You like to sneak sweets to him that are meant for you. You get yelled at for it, but the look on his face is worth it

Sometimes the two of you will sneak into the kitchens late at night and ransack the place to make each other little treats

He also likes to take you out for horse rides, and walks. He like show happy you seem when you get away from your home, and get a chance to just run around and be yourself

He hates watching you force yourself into the stuffy standards of being a noble. He knows it makes you unhappy

So he does everything in his power to make you smile

After the two of you get really close, he’ll start sneaking up to your room to hang out at night. Sometimes you’ll sneak out to find him, and the two of  you will go stargazing and talk

One of those nights you learn how he lost his arm, and the two of you fall asleep with your head on his chest

The next morning you have to rush home. Luckily your maids are cool and hide that you were ever gone

Falling in love with him is scary, because the two of you could be separated if anyone ever finds out

Somehow the both of you just know you are in love though

You don’t have to say anything. You just start holding hands when nobody is looking…and those late nights together get a bit more intimate 

The first time you kiss it’s in the kitchens. He’s trying to make some silly little recipe one of the cooks gave him, and he ends up getting flour all over his face. You start wiping it off and he just kisses you.

That’s when you know that this is the man you will love forever. 

Sadly, your family has other plans

Plans that Vash refuses to let happen. 

One night after finding out you are to be wed, he climbs up onto your balcony and starts asking you to pack whatever stuff you want

It turns out he has a few friends that are willing to help the two of you run away together

You garb the few things you want, and leave with your arms wrapped around him as the two of you ride off into the darkness

You get a cute little house in a random village

You finally are free

He gives you a ring on top of that little tart recipe that he was trying to make the first time you kissed

Wolfwood

Wolfwood is a menace from the start

Your family decides to hire a personal guard to watch over you after there’s a few death threats sent their way

The decide to hire the most expensive, and experienced merc they can find

They have no idea that this merc HATES rich people

The moment you meet Wolfwood calls you things like “brat” or “prince/ss” in the most demeaning ways

He’s rude, and you’re pretty sure you hate him

But also he’s so hot-

I imagine he’s all rough, with callused hands and scars all over his hands and arms. 

He also flirts with you because he’s shameless

The first time he saves you is also the first time you see the kind side he likes to hide away 

You’re out on the town, doing a bit of shopping in the market when the two of you get separated somehow. 

While looking for him, you get cornered by two guys who do not have the best intentions with you

Right as they grab you to hall you off, Wolfwood appears.

He doesn’t even need a weapon. He takes both of the men out with his fists without breaking a sweat

After the men are knocked out, Wolfwood pulls you away and starts asking if you’re alright. When he sees the bruise on your wrist from how hard the man grabbed you  he tries to run back to the men muttering “i’ll kill em”

You stop him and tell him it’s okay, you just want to go home. He takes you home right away

That night you clean and dress the wounds on his knuckles and he falls in love with you

After that he still calls you names, but you can sense something other than hate behind his words. They become terms of endearment instead

He still hates all your friends, and family

Your first kiss is heated. You’re practicing piano, and he’s sitting next to you

You teach him how to play a few notes of a song, directing his fingers 

After he plays it successfully you kiss his cheek and he responds by slamming his lips against yours, forcing his tongue into your mouth

That piano is then used for…other things…

After that you two constantly sneak in kisses and ahem quickies whenever you can

He also notices that your family doesn’t really treat you well pretty fast

He sees the way they take away your meals when you’ve done something they think is bad

He gets progressively more angry until he finally snaps and just takes you away from that life

You leave in the middle of the day, and Wolfwood threatens to kill anyone that tries to come after you

You move into a cute little cottage where you can finally live your dream

Away from that horrible life, and happy with Wolfwood

[haesunflower]

zb1 accidentally breaks something you gave them .....₊˚⊹♡

genre: fluff/comedy (it's funny imo)

pairing: reader (gn) x zerobaseone

about/tags: they accidentally break something you made/gifted

inspired by this quick ask prompt, yujin not here but he's in the quick ask, it's mostly cute don't worry, there's no angst

hides it for as long as possible : gyuvin & ricky

when gyuvin accidentally dropped the little ceramic mug you made together during pottery class he literally gasps out loud. he picks up the pieces quietly and stores it in a container so he could figure out how to piece it back together. when you ask him about where it went he sorta goes like "aha about that..." while scratching the back of his head.

meanwhile ricky got lucky with this one because he knows exactly where to buy the watch you gave him. when he gets to the store, he feels terrible when he sees the price tag – now fully knowing how much you paid for this. so instead of buying a replacement watch, he has it repaired (even though it comes out more expensive that way) just so that he can say that this is still the same watch you got him for his birthday. you never find out it was broken at some point.

tries to fix it himself: hanbin & taerae

after working on it for several hours, hanbin is still busy gluing all the major pieces of the vase you bought him when you suddenly arrive home. "y/n...you're here early ha ha" he laughs aloof and plasters a huge nervous smile on his face, hoping you're not too mad about it. you can't be mad at him because he's trying his best to fix it :(

meanwhile taerae is the complete opposite in terms of disposition and is 100% panicking about trying to fix the snowglobe you got him. rather than actually fixing it, he's staring at all the pieces wondering and contemplating where he went wrong. you find him on the floor next to all the pieces and materials he needs to put it back together. he looks up at you with big doe eyes and says "sweetie i can explain..." as if it's the worst thing you caught him doing. you giggle a little and help him put it back together.

comes clean and apologizes: gunwook & hao

he thinks honesty is the best policy, so when gunwook comes softly knocking at your door with the broken cd in hand you're a little dumbfounded. like, how do you break a cd mixtape in half?? he explains that he had to wrestle gyuvin's dog because he had it in his mouth. but he says that so deadpan you can't help but laugh at his face. gunwook is still looking at you like 😕 "no y/n this is serious and i'm sorry i wasn't taking care of it"

like gunwook, hao tells you right away because he doesn't want you to feel some typa way about it. he shows you the worn out shoes (rather, only the one for the right foot) you got him on your first year of dating, and how he must have lost or forgot to pack the left shoe while he was preparing to go back from Japan. you examine the shoe and you ask him why he still keeps it when the soles are practically falling off already. he says he keeps it as a goodluck charm and he's pretty sad he lost the other pair. you kiss him on the cheek because he's so cute about it :(

you're at the scene of the crime when it happens: matthew & jiwoong

you're chasing each other around the house for the remote when matthew accidentally knocks over the framed collage you made for him on your anniversary. you both look at each other like 😳 for a few seconds before he finally picks it up to examine it. "luckily, it's just the frame that broke y/n. very fixable" and while he's distracted you steal the remote from his pocket lololol

on the flip side, jiwoong's tactic is ~ distraction ~ when you hear a loud clash come from the garage. the motorcycle you gifted to him for your wedding fell to one side, causing one of the mirrors to break. but when you check up on him in the garage he's all like "hey baby what are you doing here?" whilst chucking the broken side mirror under the car so you don't see it. he's walking over to you quickly so you don't see the mess behind him, and says stuff like "new shirt baby? it looks great. let's go inside now" as he directs you to go back inside.

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[sae-something]

So went to GP again, who called the hospital to get me checked out. When I cycled home from GP (ouch bc each bump hurt) I saw a neighbour get out of his car and I just straight up asked him if he could maybe give me a ride to the hospital 😂 Thankfully he agreed so he's the hero of my day. It's only a 15 minute bike ride but I'm in so much pain and it started raining really badly.

So I'm at the emergency department now. They took my blood (which went horribly - they needed an echo machine to find a vein and even then they had to do it three times) and my urine and I'm just waiting now. Max 1,5 hour for blood results and at some point a doctor will come to check me.

I'm in so much pain but also so scared that I'm wasting everybody's time here. What if it's just period cramps or constipation 😳 Such a dumb fear bc I know it's good that I'm here (and thank fuck for insurance because zero money worries).

It's been really confronting on the "no parents and no partner"-side of things though. My parents were always so adequate in situations like these. Now idk who to call to come pick me up if I get to go home. Could get an uber but idk how expensive that would be.

I am in pain. I am thirsty (not allowed to drink in case I do need surgery). I am in pain. I am alone. Ugh. I'm not having a good time.