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lostloveletters · 3 months ago

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Human Touch (Gale Cleven x OC)

Summary: By 1954, Gale Cleven's a widower, and Leona Spinelli's a divorced single mom, but a reunion brings the two lonely hearts together, thawing a mutual longing that had been on ice for over a decade.

Note: I’ve been wanting to write for Buck for a while and thought a post-war dynamic would be an interesting place to start! I hope I did alright with his characterization...Leona was featured briefly in Crimson and Clover. Title comes from the Bruce Springsteen song, but in all honesty, I listened to the I'm On Fire intro loop a lot. Do not interact if you're under 18, terf or radfem, or post thinspo/ED content.

Word count: 3.8k

Warnings: Inevitable historical inaccuracies (I know flavored lip balm wasn't invented until the 70s but let me have this one thing). Some canon divergence. References to death, grief/loss, guilt, and period-typical misogyny. Brief mentions of past sex.

1954

Gale glanced across the bar in the hotel ballroom, and though Leona had no good reason to be looking at him, he hoped she was. Couldn’t exactly tell who she was talking to by the back of the guy’s head, but her hand reached for her conversation partner’s shoulder as she laughed. Gale took a sip of his ginger ale. With the distance, he wasn’t able to tell if her wedding and engagement rings were gone. He had heard as much from Holly, but wanted to see it for himself.

Leona’s profile always made his eyes linger on her longer than they should have. Two thousand years contained in her cupid’s bow lips and strong Roman nose. Whenever he walked into a museum, her face echoed in the clay and marble statues on display. She’d find the complement undoubtedly strange, but she had a knack for making him feel that way.

Like how his stomach flipped when she caught him staring, her dark eyes lighting up at the sight of him. He heard others say making eye contact with her was uncomfortable, a little too intense for their comfort, as if she could see something in them that they weren’t even aware of. In this instance, as he held her gaze, it made him feel awake, whereas for the past few hours, he’d been stumbling around the reunion in a haze of condolences and pitied glances.

She brought her attention back to whoever she was speaking with, said something accompanied by a parting kiss on the cheek. He quickly pulled the toothpick from his mouth and placed it on the cocktail napkin next to his drink. The room fell to a hush as she walked over to him. Or maybe it was the blood pounding in his ears.

“Hi Buck,” she said, giving him a hug, her lips gentle against his cheek. Her hair, the same dark brown as her eyes, brushed the tip of his nose with the gesture and he could smell it—gardenias, lighter and fresher than he remembered, but it’d been a while.

“Good to see you, Leona,” he said, squeezing her lightly against him. She felt almost plush beneath his fingers. Must have gained weight since the last time he held her so close. “Missed you last year.”

“The divorce was a mess. I just couldn’t make it out here.”

His gaze fell to the hand wrapped around her wine glass, the stripe of pale skin on her ring finger nearly matched his. He’d only just stopped wearing his own wedding band two months prior. Felt almost naked without it. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Can’t have it all, huh?” she sighed. “How have you been holding up?”

“Just…taking it day by day.”

“That’s the most you can do sometimes.”

He cleared his throat, placing the toothpick back in his mouth. “Seat’s open, if you want it.”

“Sure, thanks, Buck.” She smiled. “I’m gonna see if I can wave down the bartender from here.”

When she turned beneath the low bar lights, strands of gray shimmered in her dark hair like Christmas tinsel. His mouth went dry for a moment, and he brought his glass to his lips, drinking his watery ginger ale.

She looked good. Really good. About as good as she did in the summer of ‘43, when she basked in the sun the way her cat-like eyes almost implied she would—taking in the rays, her honeyed skin glimmering with a sheen of sweat whenever he saw her sunbathing, her blouse unbuttoned, black heels kicked off in the grass somewhere impossibly quiet. He wondered if, at the time, he had subconsciously gone out of his way to wander to one of her usual spots just to catch a glimpse of her.

He almost slunk into himself when she brought her attention back to him. He knew he looked rough. Bags under his eyes, sometimes would go a day or two before remembering to eat. Going through the motions did him no favors. But he came out for the weekend, if only to placate Bucky and Holly. He was trying.

The bartender refilled Leona’s wine glass, and she took a sip before turning back to Gale. Maybe not exactly liquid courage, but something to loosen her up a little before they actually got into a conversation. From the first day she met him, she thought he looked like an absolute dream, almost acted just like one, too, and the years had been kinder to him than to her. Thought the scars he returned from the Stalags with added a layer of rugged intrigue to his poster-perfect flyboy look.

Barely able to take the time off of work and find a babysitter for Luke, Leona was aware her appearance left much to be desired with the limited time and budget she had been working with. She decided painting her nails and waxing her eyebrows and upper lip took precedence over dyeing the grays that’d been popping up in her hair ever since the divorce.

He motioned to her drink. “How’s your—“

“Merlot, and this is my second and last glass of the night,” she said. “I don’t even drink around Luke.”

“How is he?” he asked. “Luke’s gotta be three, now, right?”

“He’s actually turning five in October.”

“He’s that old?” Gale smiled. “Shoot, I remember when you showed us his baby pictures.”

“I still have the little hat Marge knitted for him, with the ducks on it and the ribbon,” she said. “Before he got too big for it, I put it on him all the time, especially back when we’d go to the Shore.”

“She was always making things like that. She really appreciated it when you sent the photo of him with it on. Probably still have it around the house somewhere.”

Leona sent a card when she heard from Holly that Marge died. Wasn’t even sure she had the right address at that point, but was surprised to get a response from Gale. A simple thanks, and good wishes for her and her family. Funny to receive in the middle of filing for divorce, but it had been nice to get something in the mail that wasn’t from a lawyer.

‘Best wishes to you, your husband, and Luke’ like he couldn’t remember Will’s name but wanted to be polite. The envelope was addressed to Mrs. Leona Deguire, so she suspected that had been the case.

But Luke. He remembered Luke. She had named her son after the Gospel, the news of her pregnancy the greatest she’d ever heard. The second best day of her life after the day he was born, followed closely by his baptism.

And she wasn’t even allowed to take communion anymore.

She could forget about that for a few hours, though. Gale was more than good for that, had plenty of stories in his pocket that made her nearly howl with laughter. She noticed, though, that while she accidentally peppered in mentions of Will, however dismissively, Gale didn’t really bring up Marge. Made her wonder if she misstepped in mentioning the hat, if she simply shoved her finger into an open wound instead of sharing a fond memory. She nearly scoffed at herself. Of course she had. His wife had died suddenly and tragically. It wasn’t a contentious and bitter divorce like she had.

Luke was a safe conversation topic. Gale at least seemed interested in her little anecdotes about her son and his antics. In the middle of a story about Luke and some of his friends, the opening notes of an all too familiar song began playing, and a cacophony of groans and heckling was directed toward Bucky.

“Oh god,” Gale groaned.

Leona laughed. “Can’t say I missed that last year.”

“Do you wanna take this conversation somewhere else?” he asked, his voice nearly drowned out by Bucky’s off-key singing.

“That sounds perfect. Let me close out my tab.”

She got up from her seat to wave down the bartender.

Gale’s attention turned to Bucky, half-serenading a giggling, blushing Holly—until Bucky nodded toward Leona and winked at him. He wasn’t sure whether he wanted to thank or strangle his best friend in that moment, but Leona rejoined him before he had time to do more than shoot a playful glare Bucky’s way.

“They’re so funny,” Leona said, a slight smile on her face.

“If you mean funny–weird, then yeah, they’re funny.”

“Well, where are we off to now?”

“Is my room alright?” he asked.

She nodded. “Sure.”

Walking side by side to the elevator, she wondered if the heat radiating off of him was real, or just the buzz she had after two glasses of wine with barely anything else to eat or drink for the past few hours. Christ, she couldn’t hold her alcohol as well as she used to. Things looked almost sideways until she leaned against the wall on the far side of the elevator, watching as Gale pressed the button for the seventh floor. Her room was on the fifth.

“You okay, Lee?” he asked.

“Yeah,” she said when the elevator doors finally opened. “I–I think I just need a glass of water or something.”

Almost felt like a sunburn, his hand on the small of her back, leading her to his hotel room with concern etched across his handsome face. She nearly insisted she was fine, but knew he wouldn’t be satisfied until he knew for sure.

He sat her on the edge of the bed and disappeared into the bathroom for a few moments. Her gaze fell to her hands as the faucet ran, her nose crinkling in disappointment when she noticed her cheap drugstore nail polish already chipping. Should’ve dyed her hair instead.

Gale emerged from the bathroom with a glass of water before she could sink too far into the depths of self-consciousness. “You’re probably dehydrated.” It seemed he'd thrown away his toothpick while in there, too. Almost odd to see him without it.

He sat down next to her, rubbing comforting circles on her back as she drank. It was almost too overwhelming. She hadn’t been taken care of in so long, but she felt like her head was back on straight with something other than wine in her.

“Thanks,” she said, setting the glass down on the nightstand and wishing he hadn’t pulled his hand away from her when she did. “I really don’t drink. Especially not around—I already told you that, didn’t I?”

He smiled sympathetically. “Who's been watching Luke since you’re out here?”

“One of my neighbors in the building. He likes going over there anyway, they have a television and their son is about his age, so they play cops and robbers, or superheroes.”

“It’s good he’s made friends.”

“He sees—maybe sees isn’t the right word since he refuses to wear his glasses,” she half-joked. “Everything's an adventure to him. He hasn’t started asking a lot of questions yet—not the heavy stuff, anyway—so it gives me time to think of answers.”

“Must be hard on your own.”

“I manage. It took a while to find a job that paid halfway decent, but the alimony helps,” she said. “I think once we settle down somewhere, I’ll buy a television. Not that anyone in their right mind would give me a line of credit, but I can save up for one if I’m careful. I think he deserves it after everything.”

“He’s lucky to have you as a mother.” The sincerity in his voice made her breath catch in her throat. “You’re doing a lot for him, more than most people could handle. You’ve always been pretty tough, though.”

She couldn’t acknowledge the compliment or she’d start crying. Wasn’t something she heard very often, typically the opposite over the past year or so.

In Newark, the first day she showed up to work without her rings on was her last, as her boss brought her into his office and told her that as a family business, he simply couldn’t abide a woman separated from her husband working there. Humiliation and rage initially blinded her through the first few hundred miles of the drive to Nevada to establish the six-week residency required to file for divorce from Will. Making the move with Luke in tow, the reason she was certain divorce was the right choice in the first place, replaced those feelings with determination to make the messy situation work.

Money was inevitably tight on her lone income until the court finally ordered Will to back pay alimony. But she had a chance to really start over, without the judgmental stares and whispers from the people she’d spent her whole life around. Outright condemnation from her oldest sister, a nun, disapproval from her parents, and varying degrees of skepticism from the rest of her siblings. How could they expect her to grin and bear it, to allow her son to grow up in a home where his own father barely acknowledged his existence, hardly bothered to even pretend he gave a damn about him, so complacent in the casual cruelty. She felt almost sick thinking about it again.

“I don’t know if I’ll stay in Reno forever, especially with Luke starting school next year. It’d be like raising him in Atlantic City,” she said, quickly waving her hand as if to dismiss her own worry. “But I’ll figure it out, maybe go to a few different places and see where he likes best.”

“I’m back in Wyoming for a while. You two are more than welcome to visit if you want to make the trip.”

“How long is a while?”

“Till the end of the summer, at least.”

“Are you sure, Gale?” she asked. “I mean, Luke’s a good kid, but he can be a little wild sometimes. I just don’t want to put you out or anything.”

He smiled. “I’m sure he and I will get along just fine. I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t mean it.”

“Reno to Wyoming…I’ll have to drive through Utah or something, won’t I?”

“We’ll find Croz tomorrow and get him to map it for us.”

She laughed. “Come on, I made it from Newark to Reno on my own, and I only got lost twice. Maybe three times, but that last one was because Luke had to go to some miniatures museum in Oklahoma.”

“Oklahoma?” He raised an eyebrow. “What were you doing driving through there to get to Reno from Jersey?”

“We mapped out a road trip ahead of time. I wanted to make it fun for him, not like he was stuck in the car for a week because…” she trailed off, sighing softly to herself.

“It sounds to me like you did the right thing.”

“That means a lot coming from you.”

His light scoff held a hint of nervousness. “It shouldn’t.”

“Why not?”

“Come on, Lee.”

Her lips twitched a bit. “You were far from my worst, Gale.”

“The way I acted after was horrible.”

“You were scared,” she said. “We all were.”

“That’s not an excuse.”

“I’ve barely even thought about it since then,” she lied.

“That’s funny. It’s always…been on my mind, somehow,” he said, fidgeting with his watch. “Maybe—maybe I made it out to be more than it was.”

“What was it to you?”

“Back then?” He hesitated. “Everything.”

Leona was silent for a few moments, her feline gaze sizing him up. “I would’ve never guessed.”

He only ever lingered, made himself known to her one time. The space had been murky, there was no other way for him to put it. Blindsided by a letter in which Marge expressed the desire to end things despite all of her promises otherwise, Gale spent hours pouring over her previous letters for some indication of her discontent, a tell he had foolishly missed. It wasn’t until Bucky pulled him from his cot, telling him moping wouldn’t do him any good, that he should embrace his singleness, as if he weren’t already head over heels with Holly.

Gale embraced Leona instead. He’d always liked her. Interesting, nice to talk to, but most of all, he wanted her to see him, really see him, and know for certain that deep inside him there was someone worth wanting, maybe even loving, despite everything else.

Her buttery skin shimmered with sweat which lent a salty tinge to her usual gardenias, the foreign name of her perfume whispered softly in his ear when he sat next to her in the grass and mentioned it. Made him feel dizzy, her proximity and his heartbreak mixing into a heady impulsiveness that saw him placing a hand on her knee, and then a bit higher when she smiled at the gesture. Felt that smile against his own lips, fingers digging into her tender thighs in an attempt to steady himself. In that single sweltering afternoon, he fell a little bit in love with Leona Spinelli, and never quite fell out of it.

And it did scare him, how quickly the taste of her cherry-balmed lips and sounds of her moans seared in his memory.

The sleepless night that followed found him scrawling an impassioned letter to Marge imploring her to give them another chance, to not give up on them (not as easily as he seemed to, though he never whispered a word of it to her in shame—perhaps not so much for doing it, but for finding pleasure in another woman so easily). She was worth fighting for, that one last desperate cry for the woman who was his one and only.

An alien sickness filled his gut when he confronted Leona after bringing the letter to be sent back Stateside. It was a mistake, he told her, he should have never taken advantage of her kindness the way he did, so intimately and impulsively. Her gaze cut through him like shards of glass, though her voice was cool when she assured him she understood and they could still be friends.

Miraculously, she didn’t hate him. He was almost certain she would. They didn’t speak much again after that, but just as everyone else had, she embraced him upon his escape from the Germans, greeting him with a kiss on the cheek and a ‘Welcome back, Major’ , his knees almost giving out at the gesture.

“Leona, I should’ve—“

Except she was asleep, lying on the bed like she did on the blanket she’d taken from the women’s barracks back then, during his last summer as a free man for nearly two years.

He pressed a soft kiss to her cheek before lying down on the other side of the bed, a respectable amount of space between them. When he closed his eyes, he fell into a dreamless sleep for the first time in weeks.

The following morning, Leona awoke to a dimly lit room, a top sheet having been thrown over her at some point. Good thing, because her skirt had bunched up, and she awkwardly pulled it down before pushing the covers off. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she saw Gale standing in front of the nearby mirror.

She realized she hadn’t seen him in anything besides a uniform, as like Bucky, he continued his career in the Air Force following the end of the war instead of returning to civilian life like so many others.

“Do you own any other clothes?” she asked, her voice hoarse and judgment lacking from drowsiness.

He snickered. “Yes, I do, and good morning.”

“Morning,” she said, sitting up. The glass on the nightstand was full again, and she smiled softly at Gale in thanks before taking a sip of water. “What time is it?”

“A little after eight. You fell asleep around midnight.”

“Oh, you could’ve kicked me out.”

“I wouldn’t do that to you, Lee. Besides, there was plenty of room.”

She got up from the bed and made her way over to him, feeling a bit awkward standing beside him in her wrinkled clothes. “Did you sleep okay?”

“Better than I have in a while,” he said, adjusting his tie in the mirror before turning to her. “How about you?”

“I just have a little bit of a crick in my neck is all.”

She tilted her head to the side slightly, trying to relieve the tension that had built up overnight but winced when she pushed it too far.

He placed his hand on the side of her neck, his fingers pressing tenderly against her skin. “Here?”

“Yeah.” She knew he could feel it, her rabbit pulse thumping beneath his touch.

His gaze fell to her parted lips. Each breath she took gently beckoned him closer, to close the distance between them. Either her sighing or his imagination rang in his ears with a whisper-quiet plea—‘kiss me’.

She didn’t leave him any room for doubt or hesitation, kissing him back as soon as his lips met hers. Different from how she remembered, the combination of experience and longing made her a little weak in the knees. It’d been so long since she’d been kissed, and kissed so well, at that. She nearly whined when he pulled away.

“My address is the same,” he said quietly, his nose brushing hers.

Her brows furrowed. “What?”

“From when you sent the card,” he said. “I really wanna see you again, Leona, and I don’t wanna have to wait another year for that to happen.”

She hesitated, letting his words settle in her mind before responding. “Are you sure it’s not too soon?”

“Rather it be too soon than too late. These things…you never know.”

“Oh Gale,” she whispered, caressing his cheek. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t—don’t pity me. You weren’t doing that last night,” he said. “It was the first time in a while that I felt like I was having a real conversation with someone besides Bucky.”

“Okay,” she said. “Okay. I have to square some things in Reno first, like telling Luke, most importantly. If you give me your phone number, I’ll call you when I get home and have a better idea of when we can visit.”

He nodded. “Anytime, Lee. I’ll be waiting there for you.”

“Maybe we should make it a surprise, then,” she joked. “Keep you on your toes.”

He smiled, pulling her closer and kissing her again.

She felt almost sorry when she reminded him that she still needed to go down to her own hotel room to shower and change clothes. Ten minutes of gentle coaxing and half a dozen kisses that were supposed to be the last before she slipped out, but not without swollen lips, hopelessly mussed hair, and the ghost of his hands squeezing her hips.

In return, she had his phone number written neatly on the hotel stationary and folded securely between her fingers, and the satisfaction of finally knowing what he sounded like when he moaned without holding back.

#i started this 2 months ago and im still not sure how i feel about it but i knew if it didn't post it now i never would #thank you kara and parm for letting me scream about this in your messages #gale cleven x oc #buck cleven x oc #masters of the air x oc #masters of the air #mota x oc #mota #hbo war x oc #hbo war #buck cleven #gale cleven #mota oc #mota fanfic #masters of the air fanfic #ch: leona

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avernusreject · 8 months ago

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Did I spend a hour playing through every couple's love tests for my massive Tav campaign? Yes, yes i did. I swear this game isn't just a dating sim.

#getting a photo with Karlach and a gnome Tav is deadass impossible #who says im not productive #still makes me made i didn't get minthara in this playthrough #bg3 #tav #bg3 oc #karlach #gale #astarion #halsin #shadowheart #lae'zel #oc: beckett #oc: leona #oc: zinnia #oc: aeliana #oc: irathus #oc: annett

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underqualified-human · 2 years ago

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Vegan!MC: *Exists*

Leona: VEGAN? A vegan that HUSKY?!? What’s fueling THAT ASS?? SWEET POTATOES?!?! A POLTERGEIST?????

#aries incorrect #leona being down-bad is funnier than anything else #source: gayle #source: gayle waters-waters #source: gale waters waters #leona kingscholar x reader #leona twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar #leona x reader #twst #twisted wonderland memes #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #disney twst #disney twst x reader

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eepy-evie · 5 months ago

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My intro…

Hai!!

I am NOT new to Tumblr (excessive fanfic writings + readings lol) and i am starting up writing again!!

Fandoms i do:

Twisted Wonderland

Baldur’s gate 3

Dungeon Meshi

Idolmaster cinderella girls

Final fantasy 7

Project sekai (although i dont know much of the story)

If i didn’t list it dont be scared to ask !! (My knowledge of fandoms I’ve been in leaves my mind frequently)

Some do’s and don’ts are…

I do…

Write about disorders (no matter which ones they are)

Write about self harm/eating disorders (or anything in that category)

Write about previous abuse of any form

Smut/spicy things

Small drabbles

Headcanons

I dont…

Pedo ships

Zoo stuff (nekomimi type stuff is fine)

Full length fanfics (i do NOT have the time for that)

Racism (i do not have any experience with it so idk how to write it)

For anything else dont be afraid to ask :3

Small things for matchups

1. Add your preferred fandom(s)

2. Tell me your preferred pronouns/how you identify or anything applicable to that if you fee the need to share

3. Tell me some likes/dislikes (in general or with a partner)

4. Hobbies and/or other things about you

5. Gender preferance

6. Your favorite characters (from any media)

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ahjiing · 1 year ago

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Girl dad Gale is the best Gale. The girls: Josephine ‘Josie’ is the eldest (10), the twins Lucia ‘Lucy’ and Leona ‘Leo’ (7), and Deanna ‘DeeDee’(2).

#my art #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #tara the tressym #baldurs gate tav #child ocs #dadkarios

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twst-drabbles · 1 year ago

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Leona, Rook and Vil 1

Summary: Rook’s cooing over your childhood photos attracted the attention of Leona and Vil. And then they find the photos that contain Crowley.

(Added a guestbook/comment section function to my neocities. If you want to leave a comment, go on ahead! Also sorry for the slowdown, had to put my old cat down the other day because of cancer in her leg. 19 years man. She had a good run.)

By this point, Rook isn’t even saying any words. He’s just cooing and awing over the pictures of your younger years, when baby fat was aplenty and coordination was just not your thing.

You tried to turn the page on your photo album just so you can finally put it away but Rook pinched the page and refused to let you leaf through it.

“Just a few more minutes, please,” Rook leaned in closer to your photos, adoring smile nearly splitting his face, “let me admire your tiny self just a little longer.”

“Fine, fine,” you sighed out, not really getting the appeal but oh well.

“You might want to keep a close eye on him,” Leona appeared in a small gale of sand, leaning on the couch arm closest to you, “he’ll try and make a copy of your photos. Might even show them off to everyone he meets while he’s at it.”

Leona didn’t flinch but his body did pulse with sand for a moment when Rook shot his gaze towards him. He simply thinned his eyes to a glare, tiny golden grains floating in the air behind Rook, ready and waiting to coat his shirt.

“Now now, I wouldn’t do something so intrusive,” Rook shook his head, as though the notion was laughable, “though, if you’re willing to lend such an offer, well, I wouldn’t mind in the least!”

“Nope,” you shot him down.

“Oh that hurts, that you don’t trust me so,” Rook hung his head, but you can tell he wasn’t hurt in the least.

“Rook, is that you harassing our dear Caretaker?” Vil practically descended on the back of your sofa, crossing one leg over the other as he sat between you both, smile almost poisonous in its amusement. “That won’t do. Look at this, you even got this lazy mound of sand to move all the way here.”

“Finally away from your perch, huh?” of course, Leona takes the jab with stride, “And here I thought you got your pigeon feet stuck on the branches. Seems I won’t have to cut them off after all.”

“Stop,” you said, turning the page just to get there focus on the album and not on each other, “I’m not in the mood for banter.”

“Apologies,” Vil dipped his head, the feathers on his neck calming down just a bit.

Leona grumbled out a ‘sorry’ of his own, but it was enough.

“Oh?” Rook tilted his head, tapping a finger against a familiar masked face, “Is that Crowley carrying you on his shoulders?”

You leaned in, then nodded. “Yeah. I made my first kite in that one. He got it stuck in a tree and had him help me get it down.”

“Seems more that you forced him,” Leona leaned a little into your shoulder.

“And look at him, unable to handle your weight,” Vil tapped a claw on the veins straining in Crowley’s neck and the sweat that made him shine, “was he always this out of shape?”

“Pretty sure he’s been out of shape for most of his life,” you sighed out, “however long that is.”

“Oh look at this photo,” Rook gestured to the corner of the page, “he’s carrying you in a backpack this time.”

“Yeah, Crowley actually got me new shoes but it was raining that day,” you pointed out the mud just coating his legs, “he didn’t want them getting dirty.”

“Did he really forget that he can just use magic to keep you elevated?” Vil raised an eyebrow.

“Yup.” You replied.

Leona gave a sigh of amusement “What did you expect out of that birdbrain? Sure, he has his feats but his idiocy is the only thing that rivals him.”

“He’s been with you for quite a long time, hasn’t he?” Rook had a far-off look to his face, as though wading through old memories.

“Yeah he has,” honestly he’s been there since you were in diapers but you don’t have photos of those. Took a few years of convincing for Crowley to finally say yes to being photographed.

“And will probably be there for many more years, knowing him,” Vil turned the page this time, “I’m shocked he hasn’t gotten you into an accident.”

“I’m more surprised you even survived to this day,” Leona tapped at your arm out of boredom, “He can barely take care of himself, let alone a waddling kid with no magic to them.”

“Right?” And you very much agree with him, “And he used to babysit me a lot. Felt more like I was watching over him than him to me.”

A bit of an exaggeration to be fair, but still. Before the photos, before Crowley was this… goofy force of nature, there was a time when Crowley was just like those crows in those old fairytales you were read: silent, lurking and ever watching events unfold.

A creepy man that didn’t interact with anyone. And yet, your family was the fools that decided the house next to his was the perfect one. Well, they weren’t wrong but the atmosphere wasn’t exactly one would call kid friendly.

Well, either way, that’s all in the past and your little kid self somehow wormed their way into his heart. You could chalk it up to loneliness making you stubborn in being friends with him, but either way, that was then and this is now.

So, in a way, yeah you did look after him. What a funny man he is. Maybe you should get Crowley something later. A new hat maybe?

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst-drabbles #ask #drabble #savanaclaw #leona #leona kingscholar #pomefiore #rook #rook hunt #vil #vil schoenheit #sanctuary au #reader insert

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fluffle-writes · 5 months ago

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Hey which group of TWST guys would be more fun to see isekaied to BG3 + tag along with the tadpole squad?

First years (Grim, Yuu, Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel, and Sebek) (maybe Ortho but idk if that'd work too well)

Overblot Squad (Riddle, Leona, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Idia, and Malleus)

On one hand, the BG3 group would probably take the first years under their wing since they're younger - and I feel like some of the TWST guys looking up to the older members of the group would be fun. (E.g. Sebek admiring Lae'zel and her combat prowess, or Jack asking Karlach for training advice, or Deuce asking Gale to help him study magic because he's nervous about falling too far behind on his studies and struggling to catch up)

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On the other hand, watching the Overblot squad be nerfed via tadpoles would be fun - especially Malleus since he's used to being. Stronger. Them needing to work together to evic their little stowaways AND find a way back to Twisted Wonderland would be fun to watch. Also, Riddle, Azul, and Jamil being coddled a bit because they're all 17 might be funny idk lol.

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If you think a different handful of TWST characters would be fun to chuck onto the Nautiloid, let me know! I'm eager to talk to other people about crossover ideas tbh lol. Isekai plotlines and crossover shenanigans are my bread and butter - I love them so much!

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #bg3 crossover #twst crossover #twisted wonderland crossover #twst in bg3 au

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acronym-chaos · 2 months ago

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Donatello (TMNT) ID Pack

[PT: Donatello (TMNT) ID Pack].

[ID: A purple thin line divider shaded at the bottom. End ID].

Names

[PT: Names].

Alder, Alton, Arlo, Basil, Brennan, Calliope, Cedric, Dexter, Dorian, Edison, Ellis, Fallon, Finnian, Gale, Garrick, Greer, Haven, Hesper, Horatio, Idris, Jade, Keaton, Keegan, Kepler, Leona, Lionel, Liora, Marlowe, Newton, Niko, Noa, Olive, Orville, Phaedra, Phaeton, Quincy, Quinlan, Rae, Roderick, Sabine, Sage, Sylvan, Talia, Thea, Tobias, Uri, Uriel, Vernon, Violet, Xyla, Zadie, Zola

Pronouns

[PT: Pronouns].

Bit / Byte / Bytes, Ci / Cir / Circuit, Co / Code / Codes, Cog / Cogs / Cogs, Gear / Gears / Gears, Giz / Gizmo / Gizmos, Ha / Hack / Hacks, Nano / Nanos / Nanos, Nin / Ninja / Ninjas, Se / Spark / Sparks, Shel / Shell / Shells, Tec / Tech / Techs, Tool / Tools / Tools, Tur / Turtle / Turtles, Wire / Wires / Wires, Wit / Wits / Wits,

Titles

[PT: Titles].

The Brainpower Behind the Team, The Builder of Battle Plans, The Fixer of Problems, The Genius of the Lair, The Genius With a Bō, The Quiet Innovator, The Staff-Wielding Brother, The Techie With a Cause, The Thinker Among Fighters, The Turtle Tinkerer, [Pronoun] Who Sparks Invention, [Pronoun] Who Wields Knowledge,

[ID: A purple thin line divider shaded at the bottom, end ID]

Requested by anon!

Also tagging: @pronoun-arc @id-pack-archive

#id pack #npts #npt pack #npt #npt list #names pronouns titles #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #donatello tmnt #donatello #tmnt donatello #donnie tmnt #tmnt donnie

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britishassistant · 9 days ago

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Saw ur tags abt bg3 paranoid villian yuu being judges for their taste in men and just.. hmm. I wonder who the companions would approve of, if anyone?

I can see Astarion lording his power as yuu's "sibling" (if that bit is canon) over the others like "I'm their sibling, I get a say on who they're dating." Only for the other tadpoles to be like "dude we know by now that was a lie lmao ur not actually their 'big brother'" and then he goes off to sulk in a corner.

On Astarion, I could see him approving of Vil, Azul and the Tweels? Based on his reaction to Ethel/general goofy blood-lust (lol literally) maybe the tweels would be his favourites as teens he can tolerate, whether or not yuu should be dating them though... I can also see him, on one hand relating to jamil's struggles as a servant, and on another hand being pissy, because what's he got to complain about Kalim is annoying but seems to treat him well/put too much faith in him, back in His day the masters you rebelled against were horrible people (we get it astarion you have trauma). I can see him being slightly wary of Malleus, and simultaneously going "holy shit yuu get that bag!!! He's rich as fuck it doesn't matter if you actually like him, marry him for the money! (And then kill him)" Riddle would definitely annoy him, quite frankly I think a lot of the nrc boys would, though I think Rook would be highest on his list of "get the absolute fuck away from me and that tiefling kid I totally dont care about rn".

I can see Gale quite approving of Trey, bc cooking/baking skills, plus he just seems like such a nice young chap! The teeth thing is a little odd but hey we all have strange interests! I think Deuce's heartfelt will to be a better person for his mother would probably strike a chord in him too, he might try and take the poor boy under his wing lol.

Shadowheart is tricky to me, but maybe Jamil? Or Vil? Both are sort of trying to get away from their past and become greater, maybe that would resonate with her. Plus theyre both kinda catty as well. Tbh I just feel like she'd sit in the background sipping wine and making pointed remarks at almost all of them lol. Pretwnds shes above getting invested in teen drama but is always conveniently nearby whenever vil and leona are arguing. (So is Astarion.) Ace might be good actually, as a trickster who is rather mean to everyone, including yuu, but is also impressively ride ir die/protective of them (remember when he punched riddle for being mean to yuu in twst canon? He's a softies for his friends I just know it) Tbh I think either someone she can tease, or someone she can get into a playful bitch-fit with would be good in her book as long as they're treating yuu right.

Lae'zel approves of none of them. They are all distractions from her Gi's training and all are unworthy. They cannot even best the owlbear in single combat. (Imagine her making an offhand comment and some of the more foolhardy boys take this as a challenge lol) Floyd makes a comment about "squeezing his shrimpy" and Lae'zel immidiently instructs yuu on how to crush his ass flat. On one hand, I don't think she'd react well to him calling them food. (From her perspective lol) On the other hand, since physically fighting your lover seems to be a thing for gith, maybe she'd approve of the "courting method" (even if he meant it fully platonically lmao). I think if anyone, Jack's seriousness and drive to improve himself through training might fufill the "bare minimum" for her. Sebeck's loud devotion to Malleus might remind herself of what she was like with Vlakeeth, I wonder how that dynamic would go. Actually she might rather like him, he's trained in combat (silver would be a contender, but his sleeping problem would probably make him unreliable in her eyes), and her and Sebeck sort of speak the same language in a sense, with the whole "I am superior to you and will give you backhanded compliments whenever I try to say smth nice". The fact that he's a dragonborn might help too, from what I remember of Lae's dialouge when I played as one she warmed up to me quicker I think lol. Actually, I wonder if Lae'zel would outright remind Yuu of Sebeck, since the more I think about it the more they seem kinda similar.

I think Wyll would probably like Jack too, along with Deuce, the pair of good boys. He would be able to bond a bit with Deuce over knowing what its like to dissapoint a parent, though his case was much more severe. I think he would absolutely be wary of Azul, considering the whole deal maker thing (especially if magical contracts were brought into play), though honestly I think any boy could win him over of they prove to be genuinely interested in yuu and treating them well lol. Actually, maybe he could resonate with Leona a bit on struggling to live up to parental expectations? Though he'd probably try to gently encourage him to like take up a non-destructive hobby or something.

Oh my god I can't believe I forgot Ruggie when talking abt Astarion. Astarion Absolutely approves of/likes Ruggie. Scratch the tweels, that's his new favourite lol.

I can see Karlach as being similar to Wyll, where she ultimately doesn't rly care abt how yuu is dating as long as the person in question treats them right. Though I can see her really getting along with Kalim, as fellow upbeat party people (aside from the culture shock between rich and poor lol), though I can also see her gently trying to nudge him to become more independent for his own sake lol. (If they're somehow meeting the twst boys pre end of journey, you cannot tell me they don't both think it's a good idea for kalim to use his um on her to try and cool her down, if ums r a thing here lol). I can see her finding Riddle stressful to be honest, why is this small red child giving her homework? She's an adult, and she'd rather not have to read a book of 810 rules today, thank you. She might not say that directly to his face though. I can see her being... wary? A little concerned of boys who appear friendly but you just know are hiding smth, especially if they're rich/business folk cough cough gortash cough cough. (Can't wait to see how yuu reacts to him lmao). I imagine her finding the first year's sweet, since they seem to be such a bonded group lol.

Halsin is another one where I feel like it doesn't rly matter much to him as long as yuu is happy :). Though maybe any boys who are druids may have an edge?

Minthara (if here) approves of absolutely none of them. They are all men, absolutely not. If you really must have a date, yuu, come with her and you two can scope out some more worthy options.

Overall I would like to speculate that, from most to least picky/judgemental abt yuu's dating life, would be: Minthara (If present), Lae'zel, Astarion, Shadowheart, Wyll, Gale, Karlach, Halsin.

Though imagining the eventual reaction of the twst boys to yuu coming home from a horrifying adventure with 6-8 new familial figures is funny.

"Yuu is that- oh gods that's clearly a vampire right next to you ok don't panic ill save you- WHAT DO YOU MEAN "YOU ADOPTED HIM"?" (Astarion jumps in to loudly protest that he the one who did the adopting. Everyone ignores him)

"Yuu is that an owlbear. Yuu where the fuck did you get an owlbear- oH SEVEN ITS HEADING STRAIGHT FOR ME!"

Not to mention the bg3 crew coming together to collectively beat Crowley's ass. They're literally saviours of the world at this point with the skills/power to back it up, what can he really do against them? Crewel just stands back and watches, sipping his coffee and covertly giving them a thumbs up.

Do you have any thoughts on what grim is in this au? Would be funny if he was like, a baby tressym for Tara to fuss over. Or maybe an actual powerful wizard cursed to live in the body of a cat? Who knows.

Yuu comes back from their lifechanging quest to save the world like: "hey guys!! I'm a proper bard now :))" and all their nrc friends are like. "That's cool yuu. Who are all those wierd looking adults behind you that are staring into our souls and where did you get those animals from."

Actually it might be funny if each bg3 companion resonated with one dorm, though I would say it's kinda unrealistic lol. But my organisation brain loves it. Astarion obvi has to be Octoville, Lae'zel I think would work for either Diasomnia or Savanaclaw (both have aspects I think she would like but I also think she'd have issues with certain people), Karlach is Scarabia and not just bc fire=hot, but bc I just think she would vibe so hard with Kalim. She might have a little brother now who's to say. I think Gale could work well with Indihyde (how did I not mention idia in his section. The isolation from ppl/general wasting away alone, I think gale would probably actually take this one under his metaphorical wing and try to gently push idia out of his comfort zone, to the poor boy's discomfort) Wyll is tricky, maybe Diasomnia? Or heartsaybul?? Honestly I have no idea. Shadowheart also stumps me a bit, bit probably Pomifore. Halsin is probably Savanaclaw tbh, and Minthara (again if here), really only would work with Pomifore. That's based more off the vibes of the dorm than the actual characters in them though. Actually, maybe Gale would see the Queen of Hearts rules as a fun little challenge/cultural exchange sort of thing, maybe one of the only ones in the bg3 group who would be excited about and genuinely try to memorise them all. He'd also call out when the others slip up, much to everyone (specifically Astarion)'s annoyance.

Gale: "Ah! You see, Astarion, according to rule #435, one must always tie their shoelaces clockwise on a Saturday! 😏 How silly of you to forget it."

Astarion is fuming. Riddle is wondering if this is what having a father is like (no, riddle, this isn't parental affection, you need serious help).

Sorry this was just a bunch of disorganised thoughts, these two hyperfixations are also hitting me like a frieght train. Hope at least some of it was interesting!

aaaaAAAAH THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR HOW EXCITED I WAS TO RECEIVE THIS ASK!!!

(Which is partially why I took so long in answering it, as I enjoyed rereading it so much)

While Astarion getting to pretend to be the insufferable elder brother he was destined to be is part of an AU focusing on him as the “player” character, I will tell you for free that he and Yuu manage to keep up the sibling act at least until Act 2, when the Shadow-Cursed lands’ lack of nutrition forces them to come clean about the whole “vampire” thing.

Gale, Shadowheart, and Wyll are scandalized. Karlach’s half convinced they’re still related somehow. Lae’zel doesn’t understand what sib-lings are and doesn’t want to.

But no, yeah, I personally headcanon that Astarion is the one who overhears Yuu defending themself from Withers’ questioning of their single status by claiming they’re interested in someone from their old mercenary group rather than any of their current companions…

And once that little tidbit gets shared around the tadpole, and sundry members of that mercenary group start popping up in the Shadow-Cursed lands and in Baldur’s Gate?

Let’s just say Yuu is receiving a lot of unsolicited advice on their taste in men and who is suitable enough to date them.

(Yes, Minthara is there. I accidentally knocked her out because I forgot to turn off the setting after Ethel’s lair, saved her to help bust the prisoners out of Moonrise, and then was weak to puppy-dog eyes when Yuu tried to tell her “I’m still mad about the attempted murder over the grove, go away”. Halsin took being kicked out of his tent with exceptional grace.)

Also Malleus is a black dragon who’s just reached the age where he can take on a human form, though he’s not quite mastered hiding his horns, tail, or various scales depending on his emotions. Astarion and Karlach both get deja vu when they meet him…

The Night Raven mercenaries, for their part, also have opinions about Yuu’s new travelling companions.

These tend to range from excited (“Ah, Yuu, these are the guys you’re travelling with now?! It’s great to meet you!! Hey, hey, Jamil, we should throw a party to celebrate!”) to curious (“Eh, Shrimpy, are you sure these guys are strong? Maybe I should put ‘em through their paces t’ make sure, ehhehehe~”) to opportunistic (“So now that you’re a hero, you won’t go forgetting any of your old buddies, right? It’s good to help out the less fortunate, shihihi.”) to wary (“Y-Y-Yuu-sshi, you do know th-that’s a githyanki, right?? And a devil?? And a vampire, and a Sharran?!? I-it’s like a buffet of super elite flee on sight mooks here, what—whAT DO YOU MEAN THE OTHER TWO ARE GOING TO EXPLODE—?!”) to disdainful (“Hmph. I suppose such ruffians are suited to your scaleless company, but THEY ARE FAR TOO UNPOLISHED TO BASK IN THE GLORY OF LORD MALLEUS!!”) to fervent (“Ah, mon cher ‘tit Trickster, how interessante your friends are! And you are certain I cannot study them more closely?”) to mildly insecure (“W-well ‘s not like it matters because Yuu was adventuring with us first, so—no I’m not bein’ weird Deuce, shutUP!”).

Yuu’s former coworkers all more surprised by Scratch the dog than Munch the owlbear, to be honest. After all, Yuu has a history of getting soft spots for gluttonous little creatures who look cute but will grow into something dangerous. But Yuu being a dog person?! Who could have seen that one coming??

They just hope that this time will go better than it did with that cat-like monster who wanted to be a wizard in the Hells…

As for which houses each of our tadpole gang belong in…this is my take:

Lae’zel: Savannaclaw

Shadowheart: Ignihyde

Astarion: Octavinelle

Gale: Heartslaybul

Wyll: Diasomnia

Karlach: Scarabia

Halsin: Ramshackle

Minthara: Pomefiore

Also not me getting to the bit of Gale’s dialogue where he describes himself as “the villain of this story” and immediately having my brain jump to “Professor Dekarios of Night Raven College” XD XD

He overblots and it’s a timed fight to beat him up before the overblot activates the orb in his chest and everyone gets blown up.

Thank you so much again for sending this ask in!

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junowritings · 1 year ago

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Masterlist ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

♡Match-ups

Twisted wonderland

♡Malleus being MC's bridesmaid for her wedding

♡Ruggie with Male!MC affected by love potion after attempted poisoning gone wrong

♡Jamil and Kalim react to MC/Yuu overblotting

♡Magical girl MC (chap 1-4 reactions)

♡Amnesiac MC/Yuu with no memory of their life before NRC (chap 1-4) + Pomefiore, Ignihyde & Diasomnia

♡Dorm leader's seeing MC/Yuu's plushie collection

♡Neige meeting MC/Yuu at VDC

♡Riddle, Floyd, Leona + Idia finding MC dancing and singing to a spanish love song

♡Dorm leaders being carried princess style

♡Dorm leaders having a crush on shy serious reader who's lively when alone or with people they trust

♡Past Vigilante!MC

♡KalimXreader - carpet ride drabble

♡AceXreader - sleepy cuddler drabble

♡MC protecting them in a fight - Ruggie+Azul+Deuce Riddle+Vil+Lilia Leona+Jamil

♡Floyd with crush who can't tell Platonic from Romantic

Baldur's Gate 3

♡Haarlep, Dammon, Rolan + Zevlor with a crush who can't tell Platonic from Romantic

♡ Romanced Astarion with goody-goody Tav who steals the potion from Araj for him

♡ Astarion, Gale, Halsin + Rolan with Tav transforming into a dragon to save them from death (Tav had no idea)

♡Raphael who is fond of a mortal that someone else claims is 'theirs'

♡Bg3 companions meeting Tav's brother

Soulsborne series

♡Solaire relationship hcs

Fictif series

♡Nicky fluff drabble

♡Sergio with a hyperactive MC

#masterpost #twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twst imagines #dark souls #dark souls x reader #dark souls imagines #fictif #fictif x reader #fictif imagines #I'll try and keep this up to date as I go along

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lostloveletters · 18 days ago

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Night Fever (Gale Cleven x OC)

Summary: Day 24 - Somnophilia. It's been a while since Gale's had something nice to come home to—a full house, a soft bed, a warm body all his for the taking. [AO3 link | Kinktober 2024 Masterlist]

Note: I’d been wanting to write this concept for Gale and Leona anyway, so I was glad to see it on the list🤭

Word count: 1k

Warnings: Sexually explicit content involving consensual somnophilia.

Gale walked into the house, so unnervingly dark and silent he would’ve thought it was empty if he didn’t know otherwise. Coming in late meant the absence of Luke rushing to the door to greet him with a hug, and Leona not far behind, giving Gale a kiss, her soft, pink lips pressing against his before whispering a soft, “Welcome home.”

All he could think about as the clock ticked on was finally getting back home, to his family, his own bed, his wife’s loving embrace. She tried to wait up for him, and sometimes did, with a half empty mug of coffee, offering him a sleepy smile. Between Luke and housework, she’d usually call it a night around nine.

He paused when the floor creaked beneath his feet, only in his socks, as he left his shoes at the door. On nights like this, he could get ready for bed in five minutes without making a sound, though he nearly cursed to himself when he heard a quiet, “Gale?” as he approached the bed.

“Did I wake you?” he asked softly, stroking her hair.

“No,” she mumbled, “he was a handful today.”

“Go back to sleep, Lee. You can tell me all about it in the morning.”

He pressed a kiss to her cheek. Without much more convincing, her eyes fluttered shut, her breathing slowed again.

Crawling beneath the covers, he held her close from behind, her soft body radiating a warmth he desperately missed whenever he was away.

His hand fell to her knee, right to the hem of her nightgown. Slowly, he pushed it higher up her leg until it was nearly hiked over her hips. He groaned when he felt it, or lack of it—she wasn’t wearing panties, and after the day he had, he couldn’t have been more grateful for their little arrangement.

Almost couldn’t believe it was her idea in the first place. The way she avoided his gaze, seemed shy bringing it up, as if he’d dismiss her in disgust. But he was morbidly intrigued by the thought of it, if not a little turned on that she trusted him so much.

Despite how many times he’d done it already, it still felt dirty enough to send a thrill through him. Slipping his hand between her thighs, he hummed in appreciation at how wet she was.

“You been dreaming about me, honey?” he asked, receiving a whisper-soft whimper in response when he pushed his fingers between her folds.

Her body shifted, keening into his touch, coating his fingers in her slick warmth. He leaned up on his elbow to get a better look at her. Rubbing circles in her clit, he watched the rise and fall of her chest become more rapid, her nipples poking against the thin fabric of her nightgown.

She didn’t bother with a housecoat when they were alone together. Almost like she did it on purpose, made it nearly impossible for him to keep his hands off of her. He lost track of how often he’d gotten carried away with her—in the shower together, while she was applying makeup, or before they’d even left the bed, and he nearly made himself late or had to run out without eating breakfast. There was no rush at night, he could take all the time in the world if he wanted to, but he felt especially pent up.

He slipped his fingers inside her with ease, and his half-hard cock twitched in his thin pajama pants at the thought of being buried in her. Felt almost like a dog in heat the way he was rutting against her, his nose pressed against her skin, taking in the smell of her—the heady scent of gardenias and sweat especially strong beneath her humming pulse. His hips jerked when she clenched around his fingers.

Pulling his hand from between her thighs, it took some maneuvering to free his cock from his pants.

“Fuck, Leona,” he groaned, his voice strained and husky as he tried not to wake her despite the lust and frustration pumping through his veins.

He grabbed behind her knee and pushed her leg over a bit for better access. Easing himself into her so he wouldn’t wake or hurt her, he caught his bottom lip between his teeth, biting down as he thrust inside her.

He drank in her whine, pressing his lips to her neck, his breath hot on her skin.

“That’s my girl,” he murmured. “Takin’ me so good.”

His fingers dug into her fleshy thigh, wanting to feel as much of her as he could while he took her. Didn’t want to abuse the privilege she granted him, laid out in his bed like a soft dream, her pillowy body all his for the taking. He couldn’t help when reached over to squeeze one of her breasts a little harder than he intended.

Having sex with her while she was asleep made his heart pound in a twisted way, but he liked it better when she was awake, watching her struggle to keep quiet with her son sleeping just a few doors down, her cheeks turning pink, tears of frustration welling up in her pretty brown eyes when he’d gently scold her to keep it down. ‘It’s like you want the whole street to know you’re getting fucked, honey.’

Her whines grew a bit louder, not enough to indicate she had woken up, but rather that she was close, could feel it by the way she squeezed him.

“So fucking good—can’t believe you’re mine.”

He slid his hand down to her abdomen, where her nightgown had been bunched up. Thought about how she told him she wanted a bigger family—fuck, if he wouldn’t give it to her. His body seized, muscles ached as he released inside her, all the tension from the day disappearing with it.

With a ragged sigh, he kissed the top of her head, waiting a few moments before pulling out of her. His arm draped across her plush stomach, just under her breasts, he settled against her, silently hoping he’d get up early enough to wake her in the morning.

#gale cleven x oc #buck cleven x oc #masters of the air x oc #masters of the air #gale cleven #buck cleven #mota #mota x oc #hbo war #hbo war fanfic #ch: leona #battie kinktober 2024

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the-softest-love-is-ours · 1 year ago

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Hello, Loves~

My name is Bunny (She/Her)! I am 19 but this blog is for everyone (adults can check at the bottom if you want content only for you). This is my selfship blog :3, I really hope you enjoy your time here~

Please, please, please, don’t be shy about interacting, I would love to meet and interact with you guys!

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Tags legend, F/O list, DNI and one more thing under the cut!

Tags key:

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Bunnys grumblings - me complaining, most of the time it is not f/o or self ship related

Bunny headcanons - headcanons, most are about my F/O’s but aren’t really self ship related, mostly just personal ideas about the character. Might open myself up to doing characters I’m familiar with but don’t f/o someday. These will be updated with time, they are always growing posts.

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Self Indulgent Additions - these are additions to my reblog games that are really just self indulgent pairings for my F/O’s

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Not technically an imagine - not imagines, but are things that could be used to aid in your imagines

Romantic F/O’s:

🎟️ - Vil Schoenheit (TWST)

🐙 - Azul Ashengrotto (TWST)

♌️ - Leona Kingscholar (TWST)

🐍♥️ - Jamil Viper (TWST)

🥪 - Arven (PKMN)

🖋️🍷 - Lucifer (Obey Me)

💵🐦‍⬛ - Mammon (Obey Me)

🐈‍⬛ - Satan (Obey Me)

🐄 - Belphegor (Obey Me)

🫖 - Barbatos (Obey Me)

💫 - Simeon (Obey Me)

1️⃣3️⃣ - Thirteen (Obey Me)

🧊 - Kaeya (Genshin Impact)

👿 - Xiao (Genshin Impact)

🦦⛲️ - Neuvillette (Genshin Impact)

🍁🎐 - Kazuha (Genshin Impact)

✍️🧪 - Albedo (Genshin Impact)

💰🖤 - Pantalone (Genshin Impact)

⭐️💚 - Kaveh (Genshin Impact)

💛🍚 - Ningguang (Genshin Impact)

🪭🩵 - Ayaka (Genshin Impact)

🤍🍂- Jing Yuan (Honkai Star Rail)

🩸❤️‍🩹 - Blade (Honkai Star Rail)

🌊📔 - Dan Heng (Honkai Star Rail)

♦️ 🍀 - Aventurine (Honkai Star Rail)

💴 - Hajime Kokonoi, Bonten era (Tokyo Rev)

🌸🗡️ - Sanzu Haruchiyo, Bonten era (Tokyo Rev)

❌ - Ran Haitani (Tokyo Rev)

⭕️ - Rindou Haitani (Tokyo Rev)

🚫 - Hanma Shuji (Tokyo Rev)

☕️ - Sebastian Michealis (Black Butler)

🍷- Chuuya Nakahara (BSD)

🌸 - Kaoru Sakurayashiki/Cherry Blossom (SK8)

🌗 - Jaal Ama Darav (Mass Effect: Andromeda)

💎🍃 - Adaman (PKMN)

🖤🐉 - Geto Suguru (JJK)

🔺🪶 - Falin Touden (Dungeon Meshi)

🍳🦁 - Laios Touden (Dungeon Meshi)

��️ - Cashew (Blush Blush)

🌳🍲 - Poe (Blush Blush)

🎧🫚 - Anon (Blush Blush)

🔥🦦 - Logan (Blush Blush)

⏱️💚 - Reece (Blush Blush)

🍂🦊 - Aki (Blush Blush)

🤎🥴 - Haru (Blush Blush)

🧊🥮 - Fuyu (Blush Blush)

🌊🌅 - Cove Holden (Our Life)

⚫️🐴 - Solivan (TKATB)

🌸💻 - Ren (14 days w/ you)

🪄🐉 - Howl Pendragon (Howl’s Moving Castle)

🔭👾 - Faust (Yuurivoice OC)

✨🩸 - Astarion (Bg3)

🔮🐈 - Gale (Bg3)

🧸🍃 - Halsin (Bg3)

🖤🐁 - Shadowheart (Bg3)

⚱️🔮 - Gilgamesh, Caster (FGO)

💀 - Casper/Grim (A Date With Death)

🐦‍⬛❄️ - Crowe (Where Winter Crows Go)

🧊 - Yukinojo (Enchanted in the Moonlight)

🍞🌸 - Nakedtoaster (Blooming Panic)

Familial F/O’s

🍰 - Luke, Son (Obey Me)

🕹️🐈 - Miya Chinen, Son (SK8)

🍀😅 - Bennett, Son (Genshin Impact)

🗡️💸 - Yanqing, Son (Honkai Star Rail)

🍤�� - Cold Rice Shrimp, Daughter (Food Fantasy)

🌸🍚 - Jiuniang, Daughter (Food Fantasy)

🥞🟠 - Nanako Hasaba, Step-Daughter (JJK)

🥞⚫️ - Mimiko Hasaba, Step-Daughter (JJK)

📚🐇 - Nursery Rhyme, little sister (FGO)

🍎 - Eri, little sister (BNHA)

🤠 - Lian, little brother (PKMN)

🍄‍🟫🐈‍⬛ - Izutsumi, sister (Dungeon Meshi)

💰 - Sam, big brother (TWST)

🍮- Saiki Kusuo, big brother (DLOSK)

🐈‍⬛💀 - Narinder, The One Who Waits, big brother (CotL)

🚬 🦌 - Gwen, big sister (Spiritfarer)

🐺🕹️ - Silverwolf, big sister (Honkai: Star Rail)

🍶🔸 - Zhongli, father figure (Genshin Impact)

🐍 - Baizhu, father figure (Genshin Impact)

⏳🧡 - Welt Yang, father figure (Honkai Star Rail)

🐥 - Peking Duck, father figure (Food Fantasy)

🧪🪡 - Divus Crewel, father figure (TWST)

✋📔 - Stanford Pines, father figure (Gravity Falls)

⚠️🧿 - Bill Cipher, step-father (Gravity Falls)

😾🧣 - Shouta Aizawa, father figure (BNHA)

🐉🎨 - Professor Hassel, father figure (PKMN)

🦶🪤 - Chilchuck Tims, father figure (Dungeon Meshi)

🩺💉 - Dr. Romani, father figure (FGO)

🎨🖼️ - Da Vinci, mother figure (FGO)

🍘💙 - Cyllene, mother figure (PKMN)

🔥🐕 - Palina, mother figure (PKMN)

💜❄️ - Irisviel von Einzbern, mother figure (Fate: Zero)

💜🔫 - Kafka, mother figure (Honkai: Star Rail)

💰❔ - Stanley Pinew, uncle (Gravity Falls)

🥘🔨 - Senshi, uncle (Dungeon Meshi)

🍿🐸 - Atul, uncle (Spiritfarer)

🌼🐍 - Summer, aunt (Spiritfarer)

🩵 - Shun Kaidou, cousin (TDLOSK)

💫💖 - Mabel Pines, cousin (Gravity Falls)

🌲🌌 - Dipper Pines, cousin (Gravity Falls)

🍲🌸 - Astrid, grandmother figure (Spiritfarer)

💎🥀 - Giovanni, grandfather figure (Spiritfarer)

🐱📚 - Mozus Trein, grandfather figure (TWST)

📕🦴 - Director Clavell, grandfather figure (PKMN)

Platonic F/O’s

🦐 - The Leech Twins (TWST)

🍏 - Epel Felmier (TWST)

🦂 - Asmodeus (Obey Me)

🌊 - Leviathan (Obey Me)

🍔 - Beelzebub (Obey Me)

🍜 - Cater Diamond (TWST)

👾🏐 - Kenma Kozume (Haikyuu)

🔥🐈‍⬛ - Grim, also sorta little brother/pet (TWST)

🥊 - Nemona (PKMN)

🎻 - Sunny (Omori)

🏀 - Kel (Omori)

🪴 - Basil (Omori)

🍆🎀 - Aubrey (Omori)

🌟❤️‍🩹 - Hero (Omori)

Pet F/O’s:

🎀 - Sylveon (PKMN)

🫖 - Polteageist (PKMN)

🍬 - Galarian Rapidash (PKMN)

🍎🍏 - Applin (PKMN)

🥩🦴 - Dogmeat (Fallout 4)

🎉 - Sprinkles (Blues Clues)

💎🤍 - Duchess (The Aristocats)

🎀🤍 - Marie (The Aristocats)

🩵💎 - Lady (Lady & the Tramp)

🐾 - Dug (Up)

🐅 - Rajah (Aladdin)

🛷 - Jenna (Balto)

🍊 - Sir Pouncelot (Genshin)

⚪️🔮 - Fou (FGO)

f/oe’s (it’s gonna be on sight):

Draff (Genshin)

Royce (Genshin)

Margaret (Genshin)

Mystra (Bg3)

Cazador (Bg3)

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