#lets just say the deities of Y and N took a liking to the little fragmented godling.

[nkgrimmie]

okay now that I've had hours to think about this i return to say something else.

while it would be a really cool and epic and silly idea, i just don't see a way to make it make sense in My Weird Sort of Way™ that dark or one of his bots caused it.

that's just not within dark's capabilities, even though he's a very powerful stick. dark just wouldn't be able to do something to alan of that extent, not only is alan much higher than he is, but they're also from different realms/worlds/planes/dimensions/whatever you want to call them.

whenever alan becomes a stick in most of my other aus, it's actually due to vr mishaps plus weird god shenanigans. no joke that is how he usually gets there. this shit goes deep. something happened while using the headset and he finds himself in the digital void– where humans go whenever something bad happens to their body while interacting directly with the digital plane. typically, any humans that find their way there are thrown back into their native realm by the resident deities, but... for some reason they saw something in alan, and they let him through.

there likely is some weird god shenanigans going on in Stuck Headset, and maybe dark had a sort of part in it (technically, all the hollowheads have a part in his descension), but i feel at most dark's actions would have been a catalyst, while the actual events that caused it would be beyond the understanding of sticks, and possibly even humans as well.

thank you for coming to my tedtalk

What if this is caused by Dark hacking the headset or something like that

ooogb.... maybe....... but would dark know that alan had one? if he even SURVIVED what sec did to him

maybe a surviving virabot wanted revenge...... ooohehrhrhdhdndnmmreheheh oh the things that could lead to

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Pletonic yandere with Disney Hades

Will be nice to have a sassy dad

Yandere Father Hades 

“Come on Megara, all you got to say is that I’m going to some siren soiree you know. I just know he’s going to ask you before anything and it’ll give me enough time to–”

“Fat chance, Spitfire. You’re daddy’s going to sniff you out faster than Cereberus and we all know how that ended last time.”

You sucked your teeth as you know her words are true. While the embarrassment that came with your father crashing every Olympian party you so much as thought about attending. But you had to go this time, you just had to.

“But Meg…Perseus will be there…”

She groaned bookmarking a page in her book and closing it to look at you earnestly. Recognizing that longing look in your eyes, she painfully sighs as she grasps your hands.

“(Y/n) the thing about love is that it's…not guaranteed and wouldn’t you want to save your freedom for something that will promise your happiness.”

You knew what she was getting at and you had nothing to protest. Perseus may have invited you but you doubted he actually remembered you. Let alone would really notice you’re intentions towards him. Sinking your head and pulling from Meg’s hands you slowly stood.

“I-I guess you’re right.” You turned away mopily leaning on the exit of the room, “I’ll see you around Meg.”

She could only worriedly sigh as she watched you drag yourself out the room. Her look of sincerity and sorrow morphed; scrunching into a disatistied frown she turned the side of her cheek to the darkest corner behind her.

“Happy?”

From the darkness a blue fire ignited resting atop the head of none other than Hades. With a spikey toothed smile the deity of death emerged from the shadows with spirits high.

“You know what? I am! Ta think all it took to get them to behave was a brokenhearted–”

“Yeah. Yeah, well maybe if you let them live a little they wouldn’t treat you like the plague itself.” 

“Meg, meg, meg! I’m sure you can’t tell but I’m their parent and what experience do you have raising a little bundle on your own?”

“...”

“Come on! Come on!”

“...none.”

“NONE! That’s right! Zilch, Nada!”

“Whatever just don’t go blowing up the underworld when they explode at you.”

“Yeah? And how much do you want to be-”

Suddenly the distant calls from Panic and Pain rang throughout the hall, before they stumbled in. 

“Sir! S-sir!”

“M-master! (Y/n) took the chariot–”

“-and t-they released Cerberus as well!” 

Exactly as they expected an angry beam of red hot fire shot off his head as his face contorted to one of pure rage. Meg stepped away from him letting her lips stretch into a knowing smirk as she crossed her arms.

“WHAT?!” 

“T-they i-interrupted our cleaning it–”

“Yeah sayin’ something about not living forever?”

Meg snickered. “What’d I tell ya?” 

He shot a glare towards her before grasping the heads and horns of Pain and Panic. Veins popping from his forehead and heat permeating from his hands, he let out a pent up scream. Shriveling in response the imps bore the pain of his raging flames.

“AAAAAAAGGHHH!”

“HOT! HOT! HOT!HOT!”

Meg rolled her eyes holding her hands over her ears, waiting until his eventual cool down. In a puff of air he released his servants and ran a hand through his azure flamed hair.

“Alright Im cool, I’m cool again. We just need to know where they're going.”

“We don’t know Master!”

“M-m-maybe they went to a park or something?”

“I’m thinking our dearest Nutmeg knows the answer to that!”

She groaned as Hades squeezed her shoulders and mockingly nuzzled his cheek into hers. Pulling away she looked behind her to see a dark look on the lord of death’s face. She fought her desire to shakily sigh before spilling what she knew–she hoped you were doing what you needed to do.

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Arriving on the chariot of death to a Solcist party was the coolest entrance you could have had. And as much as you wished you could dally you needed to find Perseus–to tell him how you felt. Pushing past the other party-goers still guffawing at your arrival you made your way into the heat of the gathering already feeling the tightness of bodies dancing next to one another. 

You could smell the power of your cousin Eros wafting through the air. It gave you a sense of urgency as you searched for the one you were looking for. 

“(Y/n)?”

Perfect timing. You turned to the hero, expecting to see him as handsome as the day you met him only to stagger at the sight.

On his arm was Andromeda, the ethiopian princess he’d recently saved. In turn he was leaning into her, a visual intimacy between the two that really made them stand out. 

“H-hey Perseus, Andromeda.”

“So happy you could make it, we’ve heard great things about you-”

He kept talking and all you could do was blindly nod your head and wave off his compliments. Watching painfully as they disappeared into the crowd, seemingly sneaking off to make out in a corner somewhere.

It hurt. 

It hurt a lot.

But you didn’t want to leave. In fact you wanted to party. Party so hard you’d see no end in sight. To forget about that pain, to replace it with something sweeter for the time being. You’d deal with the pain later but for the time being…

“I think its a good time to call those…flower lovers…what are they? The lotus eaters?”

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When Hades finally arrived to the right party spot, he’d fully expected its attendees to run in terror. After all he arrived on the back of a drooling and searching Cerberous but the only reaction was the distant coos of some few who seemed to notice them. 

“Aww what a cute puppy!”

“Here give ‘em a flower!”

“Give them three.”

Hades scrunched his nose, practically suffocating by the sent of intoxication and the lotus’ influence. Slipping offf Cereberus’ back he walked past the intoxicated guests. He didn’t mind the way the giant dog(s) accepted the flowers offered to them as well as the humans feeding them as snacks. 

“Saves me a cow or two.” 

Entering the andron, he shoved past the different intoxicated humans and demi-humans in search of a familiar head. Even as he pulled at familiar looking partiers and stomped through different rooms he found no sign of his little flame. Feeling close enough to burn the property to the ground he quieted as he recognized your silhouette in the moonlight. 

Sitting idly on a bench you were too occupied removing the seeds of your pomegranate to properly acknowledge your fatherl.

“Hey, you! You look like your having the time of your life too bad I’m here to cut it short! Eh?!”

He put his hands out as he finished his punchline to which you sent a single look his way. Deflated Hades plops himself next to you looking into your lap and then at your face. 

“Sooo is this what you’re like with lotus in your system? A total buzzkill?”

He frowned deeper when you all but sighed as you continued to pick out the seeds of your fruit. 

“I already had two of the lotus flowers…but that was a while ago.”

“Than what in my name are you doing here?”

He watched your eyes look to the side towards a couple that were drunkenly clinging to one another; that was all he needed.

“Uhh no reason.”

He didn’t seem convinced. But when you gave him that adorable pout he figured he could wait before exacting their comeuppance for putting Hades baby in a state of unease. Kirking his mouth into a smile as he pulled you into him.

“C’mon kid what’d do ya say we blow this popsicle stand? Eternity’s still young and the dead won’t stop coming anyway!”

You chuckled, “What’d we even do?”

“Well I’ve been hearing rumors of Thebes having a new hero, figured we send a hydra or two over for a…welcoming gift.”

“That sounds cruel….I’m in!”

“Yes! Now where’s the chariot?”

“Right, about that that’s a f-funny story–”

“Kid you’re killin’ me here!”

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The day had come and Meg couldn’t help but smirk at the sight. Sleeping soundly in your room surrounded by the armor of the now fallen hero. Not to mention the other various artifacts you clutching onto in your sleep.

“All tuckered out. I’d say you weren’t half as bad as a dog but I know you too well for that.”

“Think what you may the title of #1 Daddyio belongs to me. Speaking of I have a job for you Meg.”

He handed her a device, it looked strange but he snatched it out of her hands to shove on her face; clouding her vision.

“Ah what are these things?”

“The cool kids are callin’ them: sunglasses! Anyway, there’s this guy with a gorgon’s head and I need him dead.”

[elysiaheaven]

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝘅'𝘀 𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴- 𝗝𝗶𝗮𝗼𝗾𝗶𝘂 𝘅 𝗙.𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

ᴋɪᴛꜱᴜɴᴇ ɴᴏ ʏᴏᴍᴇɪʀɪ ᴀɴᴀᴛᴀ ᴏ ᴍᴀᴊɪᴇᴛᴇ ɴᴀᴋᴜꜱʜɪᴛᴀ ᴡᴀᴛᴀꜱʜɪ ᴏ ᴍᴜᴋᴀᴇ ɴɪ ɪᴋᴏᴜ ᴢᴏ

ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏx'ꜱ ᴡᴇᴅᴅɪɴɢ, ʟᴇᴛ ᴜꜱ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴛʀɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪᴛꜱ ʜᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ

ꜰᴏʀ ᴊɪᴀᴏQɪᴜ, ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴀᴏQɪɴɢ'ꜱ ᴍɪʟɪᴛᴀʀʏ ʜᴇᴀʟᴇʀ, ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴇɪxɪᴀᴏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇʀʟɪɴ'ꜱ ᴄʟᴀᴡ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴀᴅᴠɪꜱᴏʀ. ᴀʟʟ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪꜱ ᴄᴜʀᴇ ꜰᴇɪxɪᴀᴏ'ꜱ ɪʟʟɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴅᴀɴᴇᴅ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏꜰ ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ɪɴɢʀᴇᴅɪᴇɴᴛ. ᴛʜᴏ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ…ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇ.

Onibi series took over my brain, The songs are so weird that it gave me a idea, I need to check my brain again! Also, I used some lyrics like lines that's it! It's not the same as the Onibi series. and is not connected even one bit with the story. It's just the kitsune thingy gave me a idea.

Also if you have tw for gore/demon stuff! Please don't look at the songs!  

Also slightly inspired from 'White Snake'

Some words are used from the song but is changed slightly!

The reader is based off the japanese themes so, don't get confused. 

The intro lyrics are changed!

Jiaoqiu, The foxian husband

'Mister Fox O' Mister Fox! No need for an introduction, Quickly knit them one by one My feelings together'

To escape, he had to marry the 'kitsune' spirit. Tho, he says that it happened on accident. You're not dumb. You know why he might have freed you. But, you didn't want to escape you hoped that maybe..

Will this healer will heal your wounds of the past?

"To be with someone, who's not the god made by humans and, the curse of hers happened because she betrayed their entire village by being in aide for Hoolay and Borisin. Why would I have to understand someone with the likes of her?! I have to...She might be perfect for the last..."

Moze, The Ê̶̹̘̳̦͎̪͚̼̘̿̐̄͒̈̆͊͝ͅm̷̨̞̣̭̠̦̰̲͚̉͗͐̏͆̂i̵̢̼̜̥̥̪͎̩̺͕̒͑ ̶̩͉̺̥͔͒o̷̻̱͕͕̱̐̇̿̏̇͝f̴̡̠͉̦̫̜̫̣̥̓̎̆͋͐̀̍̋͝͠ ̷̨̛́͗̒̔͑̔͗̊̃t̴̛͎̞̬̜̏̃̈́̂̍̄̀̈́͘͜h̴̢̢̗̙̖̘̟̮̗͊̾͌͌̅̚͝ī̷̗̱̯̙̖̇ͅs̷̨̼̦̤̮̩̩̮͍̯̏̒͋͂̄̔̚͝ ̷̳̳͈̤̌̽̌͊̈̄͘͝f̷̹͉̱̻̱̬̱̿̈́̍̎̉̉̈́a̵̛̗̯̟̤̪͖̬͓̞̖͒t̵͈̥͔͆e̴̫̻̝͇̭̱̎̑͒̇̂͒̇

'what are you looking at, while grasping that blade in your hand? shall we speak to the him, who can't recover his old self?'

This one's the reason, The wedding-less-wedding took place. Basically he introduced you both! Be happy!

He cares about him, tho, he doesn't care about the stories he heard from people because he doesn't have to. He talks to you normally while keeping an eye on you. 

"While being in the shackling prison, I heard different stories of the existence of this 'kitsune' deity, Which also means fox. She's twisted enough to know what life is. She can survive."

Feixiao, Your husband's boss

'We are masters of our fate and we don't need the gods to aide us'

Surprising she's not cold but she's not friendly either. To safeguard Jiaoqiu's safety due to the side-effects of the curse. She has to protect your identity, even tolerate you etc If you're willing to talk. She will gladly listen to you. Why did you make your village pay for all your sins? 

"The only reason I don't want to raise my spear is because of Jiaoqiu. I have only one request please don't torment him more with your mistakes. Why did you kill 'Eiji – "eternal ruler" Did you want his power? All he was doing is protecting those people from the abandoned spirits of the Luofu who wanted to be humans again.... "

Y/n L/n- The kitsune bride

'Could you ever understand even a little of my pain

 Could you ever understand even a little of my sorrow?'

"For the Fox's Wedding, Let us Set off to retrieve its heading And find the me that we Can't lose at any cost.    See behind the tori lies my Cold and statue body, behind the temple of the god that wasn't meant for humans?"

It is endless existence by mimicking the gods of humans, You had to you had your reasons. These people won't understand you. What use is there to show that you're good when your entire history is written as you the betrayer?

"Haha, You don't know the history of the village, If you're talking to me about the events that happened and you happened to know about by reading worthless scripts. I suggest you come and speak to me normally? Ah, I have to learn to be a good wife..."

Jingliu- The previous swordmaster

'For this grudge of mine is stronger than anyone else's You defiled me so my hatred shall last for eternity.'-???

Maybe, the know one who knows what really happened. You do wish to meet her before Jiaoqiu...

𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐔𝐀𝐍

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐐𝐈𝐍𝐆 

𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐈

𝐒𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆

𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐔 

𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒

𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗢𝗡

𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫- (𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞 [𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧] )- 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞-𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐱. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬.

This tale will have tragic end just like human life, after all.... this wasn't a marriage but a prison.

'O, Bird locked in your fate? When will you come out? Who's behind you?'

"𝙒𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚? "𝙒𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙄 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪..... 𝙊𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙪𝙥?𝙊𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙪𝙥? 𝙊𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙪𝙥? 𝙊𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙪𝙥? 𝙇𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙁𝙤𝙭, 𝙊' 𝙇𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙁𝙤𝙭 𝙉𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤? 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛?"

[heavenlyvision]

Hcs about reader giving the lin kuei brothers head for the first since?🌝

GIVING LIN KUEI TRIO HEAD 🌚 pairing: Bi-Han/reader | Kuai Liang/reader | Tomas Vrbada/reader wc: 1.4k warnings: 18+ only, smut, blowjobs, cum swallowing, gender neutral reader, no pronouns used !! <3 a/n; it took me a long time to get to this request, I'M SO SORRY >_> i have many and it's a little overwhelming but i hope you enjoy anon !!! <333 MDNI | SMUT UNDER CUT

BI-HAN ---------------

⟢ giving Bi-Han head for the first time would involve a lot of him taking lead and also being careful as to not push you too far ⟢ he feels vulnerable when like that, to be solely receiving pleasure would give him pause ⟢ not to say he wouldn’t enjoy it; he’d enjoy getting his dick sucked immensely ⟢ having your mouth wrapped around him, would make him insane, his cock would be twitching and leaking profusely for you, the sounds he’d make grunted and supressed, not wanting to show just how much you affect him ⟢ he wouldn’t push on your head, not the first time anyways, he’d have his hand resting against the back of your head or neck though, letting you know who’s in charge here, he has control, no matter how much you’re unravelling him right now ⟢ it’s not completely true, you’d lick at the tip of his cock a certain way and he could swear he’s seen some kind of deity, his mind falling apart the more you slurp and suck at him ⟢ the more you pull him apart, the more his words would escape him, he’d mumble all kinds of praises and encouragements to you, never wanting you to stop ⟢ you’d take him all the way to the back of your throat and hold him there, he’d nearly go cross eyed, fighting with himself to look down at you, needing to see the pathetic look on your face when his cock is so deep inside your mouth, he’d want to see the sloppy state you’re in, he’d have to see it ⟢ he’d still want to be gentle with you but his hips would be fighting the urge to thrust, twitching, wanting to fuck your face until you’re crying, wanting to see your cheeks stained in tears ⟢ having your mouth on him, it’s like a slice of heaven he doesn’t think he’s quite worthy of ⟢ to have you on your knees for him and taking his dick without any complaints, being so willing to please, it would fill him with a deep sense of satisfaction and happiness ⟢ knowing you trust him so deeply, enough so to let him have you this powerless for him, it enhances his pleasure by tenfold ⟢ the best part of you giving him head, for him anyways, is the intimacy, he wouldn’t be soft and caring but it’s an incredibly intimate act for him, to let you be the one rendering him this useless, is a vulnerable state and to him, that’s as intimate as he can really get ⟢ he’d also love how much of a fucking mess you’d be after he’s cum in your mouth, loving the way you swallow his load, how you’ve drooled all over your chin and how your eyes are all glassy and wet from just how deeply you got his dick in your mouth

KUAI LIANG ---------------

⟢ offering Kuai Liang head would make his head spin, he’d want to make sure you’re okay with it, that you’re completely willing, and once he’s sure of that, he’s more than ready to have you on your knees for him ⟢ your mouth on him would make him melt, he wouldn’t be able to help the way he almost immediately wants to thrust into your mouth ⟢ he’s verbal with how well you’re doing, his hand would stroke your head and cheek, cooing at you, telling you how amazing you look with his dick in your mouth ⟢ he’d let you have this, letting you choose your pace, he’d want you to pull him apart how you want to ⟢ it’s a shared act, he’d love how worked up it would get you, part of what he would love is how much it affects you ⟢ he’s a tease and he’s no different when receiving head, even if he’s a mess from your ministrations, he’d still huff out comments on how cute it is that you’re getting worked up from this ⟢ he’d hold off for as long as he could but at some point his hand is on the back of your head and he’d guiding you up and down the length of his cock, making sure you’re okay with it, needing communication even when you can’t reply verbally ⟢ he’s gentle about it but he also can’t help but be a little bit greedy, he’s worked up, dick ridiculously hard, he’s guiding you just a bit, to make sure you know just how he likes it ⟢ when he’s sure you understand, he’d loosen up a bit, letting you choose how you want to proceed, a moan ripped from him when you choose to slurp him all the way down and choke on him a bit, hand fondling his balls lightly ⟢ his whole body would short circuit and twitch for you, his mind leaving him, too lost in the feel of your mouth ⟢ his control would slip almost completely, you’d have rendered him speechless, his only ability being to moan and rolls his hips lightly, his pelvis grinding into your nose ⟢ his orgasm would be sudden to both of you, his cum spilling down your throat completely, his brows would be creased tight as you keep your mouth on him and just take his whole load ⟢ he’d love the scene of watching you slide your mouth off his cock, licking and cleaning him as you go, the view obscene and the noises worse, his gaze would be intense, carefully watching your mouth, your tongue, he’d never forget just how well you did for him ⟢ his heart would be pounding in his ears and he’d damn near go blind from how you lick up the mess he’s made of himself, the image is imprinted in his memories for life

TOMAS ---------------

⟢ Tomas would be hesitant; he enjoys giving more than receiving but he’s also willing to let you do whatever you want with him ⟢ he’d be complimenting you the whole time, his touch gentle and his comments encouraging, kind, complimentary ⟢ he’s careful not to disrupt you, wanting you to do what you want to do, he doesn’t want to ruin the pace you’ve set ⟢ his words would garble together, word slurring the longer you’d tease him, his thighs shaking and his abs tensing, hands clenching into fits at his sides, not wanting to grab at you, well he would want to grab at you, so badly, but he wants you to enjoy this too ⟢ he doesn’t mind giving you this control, he adores that you’re letting him stick his dick in your mouth, he’s elated about it even ⟢ his mind reeling with how he got so lucky, at some point he would even probably be thinking of what he can do after to return the favour, his pleasure heightened by thoughts of all the pleasure he could give you himself ⟢ knowing that you wanted to do this for him would drive him wild in a different way as well, knowing that you like his pleasure just as much as he enjoys yours would make his cock ache ⟢ he’d be messy, just a complete and utter mess everywhere, your mouth making it worse but he’d also be leaking so much precum that it’d make both your heads spin, his inner thighs sticky from it and your saliva ⟢ his head would lull on his shoulder, he’d be completely pliable, just letting you suck the soul out of him ⟢ the more far gone he’d get, the more his hips would jerk and the harder it would be for him to fight it off, his limbs feeling borderline boneless ⟢ he’d be so vocal for you, verbally and just audibly in general, the way you’d moan on him when he’d groan and whimper from the pleasure would have him loosening his lips a little more, still trying to please you, even when dumb from desire ⟢ he’d love staring at you the whole time, eye contact is huge for him and making sure you know he’s watching you is important to him, the only time he ever directs you, being to make sure you look at him ⟢ his balls would pull so tight and he’d be nearly disappointed he couldn’t last longer, never wanting this to end but also wanting to see how you look with his cum in your mouth ⟢ he’d almost be sad to see you swallow it all, obsessed with how it dribbles out the corners of your mouth and down your neck ⟢ he’d think, next time, he’s asking you to hold it in your mouth, just a little longer

[aetherdoesthings]

hiii i hope youre doing well aether! i'm not really a tumblr kind of person but these past few months i've been OBSSESSED with robin and somehow ended up here and i gotta say i really love the way you write her! there isnt NEARLY as much robin content as there should be on here but you feed me so well!! anyway, could i perhaps request robin x femreader where reader gets jealous but hides it when men (sanji and franky) flirt with robin? i'd really appreciate it, and keep up the good work!!

forethoughts: thanks for the kind words! i hope you're doing well too, anon! i haven't done robin in so long or one piece related pieces lol. i hope you enjoy this piece!

notes: fem!reader, angst? jealous!reader

Your other half. Your one and only. Her other half. Her one and only. That was the promise you made with Nico Robin ever since the night you stormed into her room bawling your heart out and confessing all the things you kept locked away in your heart. And thank whichever supernatural deity was watching over you that night, as Robin had patched up your heart and planted kisses all over to mend the ache and sorrow that gnawed at your core. Ever since that night, the Straw Hats started to notice how you were always holding hands with Robin, resting your head on her shoulder or lap, always choosing to be her buddy in the buddy system when they docked at a new island. Robin didn’t mind of course; she was always the one hooking your pinky with hers and leading you to the nearest cafe or bookstore to spend some peace and quiet alone while the world was in motion. 

You knew Robin was a literal goddess; the way she presented herself, the tone she carried, all the little things she did, it was enough to melt your mind and exert all the blood in your body out of your nose. But you knew you weren’t the only one that felt the same and reacted the same whenever Robin ever so slightly looked at you. 

“Robin-chan!” Your fingers around Robin’s hand immediately curled inwards into her delicate skin as you heard a familiar perverted chef sprint your way. You took a sharp inhale, keeping your head facing the town you would explore with Robin alone in your view only.

“Robin-chan! Would you like some of my lovely tiramisu before you go out?” Sanji held up the plate to Robin’s face, his eyes probably turning into hearts. You held back a scowl, subconsciously digging your nails into Robin’s skin to exert your anger. You and Robin had planned to visit a small cafe together; if she took the tiramisu, that meant she wouldn’t be able to eat the meal with you, and that meant you had to eat alone while Robin watched you eat. The thought alone made a low growl exit your mouth, which Robin definitely heard. 

“That’s alright, Sanji.” Robin dismissed with a light hearted laugh, her hand squeezing yours tightly, pulling you back into reality as your muscles instinctively relaxed. 

“But-”

“Come on, let’s go, Y/N.” Robin squeezed your hand again, and led you away, deeper into the heart of the city. You stayed silent during the entire walk, not wanting your girlfriend to know about your… possessive tendencies and thoughts. Why would she want to know about that anyways? You just wanted to put Robin in the center of your world and keep it like that. Only she got to feel your arms wrap around her body tightly and your head buried into the crook of her neck, the whispers of your worries only heard by her ears and her ears alone.

That wasn’t being possessive, right?

“Why the frown, dear?” Robin lightly chuckled, her hand going towards your face, tracing over your lips. “It does not look good on you at all.”

“I- Um…” Your eyes shot down to your shoes. Robin had pulled you to the side of the street, your back touching the brick wall behind you.

“It’s nothing.” You mumbled. “Let’s just go have lunch.”

Robin stared at your facial expression, taking a moment to note how your eyes were downcast, fingers fidgeting with the hem of your shirt. “Well-”

“Oi! Robin! Y/N!” Your fingers dug into Robin’s skin again, clenching your fists as Franky made his thick skull over to the two of you. You had planned to just pull Robin away so you wouldn’t have to endure another conversation, but it was too late. 

“Before you two go make out and be all lovey dovey, wanna check out something cool I made? Only for the two of you first.” Franky flashed a cheshire cat smile. How dare he assume what you and Robin did in your own free time? That perverted cyborg, only dressing those swimming shorts like he never heard of public indecency. Despite winter approaching, you sure felt like summer was still here. You didn’t notice how tight you had dug your nails into Robin’s hand until you felt a tighter grip on your own, a wave of dread and realization washing over you as your shoulders slump. 

“That’s alright, Franky.” Robin chuckled, her other actual hand coming to pat your shoulder.

“But-”

You figured Robin had shot Franky with her signature glare as the cyborg stormed off. She let out a sigh mixed with a chuckle, as you felt her eyes burn into your skull. You forced yourself to meet her eyes, a half frown half smile on your face. 

“I think there’s a ramen shop nearby. Are you interested?” Robin asked.

You blinked in surprise at her nonchalance, at the sight of her curved lips. Robin gave your hand a squeeze, pulling your attention back to reality. You already had forgotten about the cafe the two of you wanted to visit when the word ‘ramen’ left Robin’s mouth. It was your favorite food after all.

But Robin wanted to go to the cafe… but she chose to go… You bit your lip, your heart sinking at the realization of what Robin was doing. 

“S-Sure.” You mustered out, head hung low as Robin gladly led you to the shop she mentioned. Your mind was alternating between reality and your thoughts, lost in trying to piece together what was happening. Even as you ate your favorite food, listening to the girl of your dreams talk about all the things that interested her, you couldn’t help but feel a drill digging into your heart, made with your own feelings and actions. Even when Robin was asking you if you were alright, you despised yourself for regurgitating out an ‘I’m fine’, which turned out to be the only thing that came out of your mouth the entire time you were out other than grunts and mumbles. No, of course you weren’t fine; you just lied to the only person you called home and she most definitely knew. So you went through the entire day with your mouth shut, your body marinating with dread and guilt as you let Robin shop around, paying everything on your tab. It was the least you could do. Seeing your nail marks in her palm was enough to make your stomach churn and head light.

Things didn’t get better when you got on the Sunny too. You mainly stayed silent, watching Robin interact with the rest of the Straw Hats, tuning out Luffy’s screaming as you sat next to your girlfriend silently, nibbling on your dinner. Not like you had an appetite anyways. You excused yourself from the raucous group, trudging back to your room, the memories of your actions and the effects of them playing over in your head. You opened the door to your shared room with Robin, staring at the neatly made bed and the fluffed up pillows, a mug filled with your favorite drink on your nightstand. The sight made your heart ache more, as you picked up a pink flower petal from the bed, the corners of your eyes starting to burn. Even when you were acting like a child and being mean, she was still being sweet and kind. 

Robin had arrived shortly after, curtly informing you that she was to shower. Alone. Without you. You swallowed down all sense of pride and confidence you had in being a good girlfriend, watching the door to your bathroom close as the sound of the shower turned on. So you sat on the wooden chair of your desk, your knees to your chest, too afraid to touch the perfectly made bed. Robin stepped out of the bathroom, wearing a plain white t-shirt and shorts, her hair bundled up inside a towel. Once she slipped underneath the covers was when you felt comfortable to move. 

Your shoulders tensed, fear coursing through your body as you shuffled your feet over to Robin, head hung low and lips quivering, unable to make eye contact with the woman you love. How could you? You didn’t live up to her expectations. You broke the promise of being the girlfriend that would never hurt her significant other. You were… just pathetically in love with the woman that you never deserved to meet and share a bed with.

“...I’m sorry.” You croaked out, tears welling in your eyes as you trembled. “I’m sorry for hurting you and being a bad girlfriend. I never wanted to hurt you and make you give up on the chance to go to that cafe you wanted to go to just for me when I didn’t deserve it because I hurt you and I feel really bad about it and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” 

You looked down, hands reaching over to grab your pillow. “I’ll sleep on the couch in the library…”

“Y/N.” Robin finally said, her actual hand on your wrist, as she slipped out of the blankets, standing up. Her hands cupped your face, fingers gently wiping your tears away as you trembled and sobbed like a child whose toy just broke. “Please don’t do that. That’ll just make me more upset.”

Your eye flinched at Robin’s statement, as you looked at the ground. “I’m sorry…” you whimpered. Stupid. You couldn’t even do anything to make her happy.

“Oh, darling.” Robin pressed her lips against your forehead, her arms and more wrapping around your body, pulling you closer to her chest before you could protest or complain. “We all have our days where things don’t go as planned, or you perform an action that wasn’t that good. But we are all still human. We are prone to mistakes. And that’s okay. You just had a bad day. We all have bad days. After all, we are human.” Robin brushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Please don’t beat yourself up for it. Come on.”

The archaeologist scooped your body up, carrying you over to the bed. She laid your body down on top of her, your head resting against her chest as her arms trapped you from moving away. Her hand brushed your hair, rubbing small circles around your scalp. The action was enough to make you numb against her body, your mind only focused on feeling the rise of her chest and the steady thudding of her heartbeat. You nuzzled your head into Robin’s chest, allowing yourself to finally melt into her touch.

“...I promise I’ll be better next time.” Your eyes met Robin’s ocean blue ones.

Robin’s lips curled into a thin smile, chuckling to herself. “I know you will.”

[pendragon-of-chaos]

Hi do you still take requests if so I have one in mind.(basically angst with the happy ending)

So what if aruthur and y/n were like meliodas and Elizabeth except it was only y/n that got cursed and once he got his power of chaos he was able to lift the curse the only consequences is that she forgets her romantic feelings with him, until he finds something special in their memories that would help her remember and then they get married (the special thing would be maybe something like a necklace he gave her when they were kids)

Lol I have alot of ideas for aruthur but sometimes I just can't put it out right😅

I did these as headcanons since I thought I wouldn't be able to flesh out the idea well, but I'm now very proud of it! I think these headcanons can be a very good start if I ever want to make a xReader out of this (or anyone). I tried to do them in the most canon way to the series timeline and without altering the characters we know. Hope you like them!

Arthur and his S/O if they were cursed similar to Meliodas and Elizabeth

Since only Y/N is being cursed with Elizabeth's curse, and assuming Arthur is a human (and so he has the lifespan of one and can't resurrect, at least until having Chaos), I'm guessing Y/N had to be cursed after they met while being kids, but without passing too much time in between both events. If not, the timeline would be a little strange. (Arthur gets Chaos canonically very fast if you think about it, just 16 years in comparison to the 3000+ years Meliodas had to endure with both curses)

Also, Y/N should have been cursed by someone who isn't the Demon King or the Supreme Deity, because it wouldn't make sense for them to be the ones. And the best next contender for that has to be Merlin.

Why is she being cursed? Maybe Merlin didn't want Arthur to be distracted from her goal, and so she took advantage of their relationship and forced Arthur to unlock his full potential, knowing well he would do everything to save his S/O from the curse. Neither Arthur nor Y/O knows that Merlin is responsible. Arthur asks Merlin for help, so of course everything goes according to her plan

Y/N has to be very unlucky to die several times, taking into account Arthur is still young and a human (Elizabeth dies at 28 y.o. on average, and Arthur will be able to solve everything in less than 16 years). So maybe she died like 2 or 3 times, max. 4 - 5 (if she was cursed let's say at 6 y.o, that would mean she dies every 2 years)

And if she dies, she can't reencarnate as a baby or Arthur would outlive her easily (and would be very creepy). So I'm guesing she reencarnates in someone close in age to Arthur.

To sum it up until now: Y/N is cursed by Merlin with Elizabeth's curse in an attempt to unlock Arthur's full potential faster. She dies a few times, every 2 years aprox. Like Elizabeth, Y/N always finds Arthur and falls in love with him, only to remember everything and die in 3 days.

This is assuming his canon information. If you wanted to think of it as them being demon/goddess then I don't think the story would be any different since you are just changing the protagonists but keeping the same formula

Back to the present: Arthur gets Chaos and is able to lift the curse, Merlin is also satisfied with the result (at least for now). However Arthur notices something strange, as if her S/O had some kind of amnesia, since she doesn't reciprocate his feelings (which were reciprocated until lifting the curse a few minutes ago)

Arthur worries a lot and explains her the situation, which is useless since Y/N doesn't remember anything of them being in a relationship. He makes his next objective being able to make Y/N fall in love with him, alongside making a country were no one suffers (he is a King after all)

With the passing of time he noticed that nothing he did made Y/N fall in love with him, which made him spiral into darkness and despair for some time, making him closer the 4kota Arthur we know

That was until one day he found in one well stored box a beautifully crafted necklace, which he inmediately recognized as the one he had gifted Y/N years ago when vowing to save her and marry her one day, and that was also discovered in the corpse of that same Y/N after the curse had made its appearence

It was more and more painful to make the same promise to every reencarnation only to end in death, that's why he stored it and put it away.

But now that problem had disappeared. Arthur took the necklace and went back to were Y/N was, just to gift it to her once and for all. To his surprise Y/N's eyes widened after seeing it in her hands - "I remember now..."

Both looked at each other with surprised looks on their faces. After so many years, war was over.

[agentmarvel]

König art (top left) by @ave661 - original art here

Divider by @trashmouth-richie

Summary: König leaves a letter for you as he departs on his latest mission.

Pairing: König x Reader

Word Count: 2,000

Inspired by: Stalker's Tango by Autoheart (listen here)

MDNI - 18+

Tags: Fem!Reader, AFAB!Reader, Meet-Cute, Well... kinda, König is a stalker, Non-Consensual Somnophilia, Author Has Never Played Call Of Duty, Yandere Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Obsessive Behavior, Alternative Reader, König is feral for goth girls and no one will change my mind, Barista!Reader, Non-Graphic Violence, Abuse of Google Translate tbh, Reader might be a little cuckoo too, Explicit Sexual Content, No use of y/n, No description of reader outside of outfit specifics

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Oh, mein Liebling, you truly have no idea how much I adore you.

I remember the day we met, don’t you? That’s right! Exactly one year ago today, in this very coffee shop. Feels like yesterday, does it not?

You were so sweet to me from the moment I walked in. I saw the concern in your eyes when I nearly hit my head on that silly little bell over the door. When I came up to the counter, your eyes widened just a little. I don’t think you quite realized just how much I tower over you. But that surprise quickly melted into a mile wide, saccharine smile.

There was such softness to your voice when you asked me what you could get started for me. I barely took a breath before you offered your recommendations. I ordered the one you seemed most excited about. The sugar buzz and little nickel and dime costs were so well worth the mirth in your eyes. You looked so excited to make it. How could I possibly say no?

You asked my name; I gave it to you. 

"König?" you repeated, scribbling it on the cup. I cannot begin to describe what that did to me, my darling, the way you said my name so sweetly. "Isn't that German for 'king'?"

The fact that you knew - oh, mein Herz sei still! - nearly had me on my knees. Do you speak German, kleines? No matter, I will teach you anything you would like. You will have plenty of time to learn.

You waited so patiently for me to nod, to tell you that was correct. I could see it in your eyes that you so desperately craved that validation. As soon as you got it, those expressive eyes of yours, even with all that dark make-up, lit up like an explosion. I could practically see the little hearts floating around your head. Your smile got so big, and I knew at that moment that you had me caught in your web.

Crafty, meine kleine Spinne, not often that I am the fly instead of the spider.

Then you turned around, that cute little skirt flaring just enough for me to see those fishnet stockings beneath. I swear, my heart skipped a beat. Jumped right out of my chest. Maybe that’s when you stole it, hmm?

Of no consequence. It is yours now.

Somehow, I do not feel you are told often enough, but mein gott, you are beautiful. The way the sunlight reflects off your pretty skin, the soft line of your jaw, every curve and dip of your body, each little freckle and scar and pore; I love everything about you. Every inch of you, head to toe, is worthy of worship. Will you let me worship you, my love?

I promise to treat you like the deity you truly are. I will gladly work my fingers down to bone to carve marble statues in your likeness, write every word you speak to me in the night sky, paint your beauty on canvas with my own blood if I have to, anything to show you how I crave being near you.

You’re all I think about, little darling. My first thought when I wake, my last thought before I sleep. It keeps getting harder to be away from you, even for something as important as my work. The frequency with which I must leave you sickens me at times. It kills me to be away from you. But I make due with your pretty pictures.

I have a few on my phone, little candids while you work or when you’re lost in your favorite show, but I keep two very special photos in the pocket of my vest - right over my heart so I always have you close.

The first one is you curled up on the bed, fast asleep. I’ve memorized every inch of your bare spine, the way your arms curl beneath your pillow, the way the satin sheets encase you with such enticing detail. I doubt you know I took the picture. It was the middle of the night during the spring, and you were so exhausted from your work day. I swear, I can still hear those precious little snores every time I look at it. 

The other, however, is exponentially less tasteful, hübsche Spinne. Similar position, on your stomach with your knee pushed out to the side, but you threw the sheets off that summer night. Too hot for your poor, perfect body. Stripped down to nothing to stave off the heatwave. If only you would have asked me to fix your air conditioner instead of waiting for your landlord.

From across the room, by aid of the moonlight through your open window, I could see that pretty little cunt. I could see how wet you were. Fuck, you were soaked for me. Sweet little hole just begging to be stuffed full. I needed a little taste, needed to touch you. So I just ran my finger through your messy lips. Nearly lost control when I licked you off the tip. I’ve never been so fucking hard in my life, never wanted anyone so badly, struggling to fight the urge to bury my face in between your thighs, to force my tongue, fingers, anything inside you. Show you how perfect you really are. 

But I stopped myself, kleines. I would never want to hurt you in any way you did not ask for. We both know you can’t take my cock without proper foreplay. Instead, I stood as close to you as I could and fucked my fist, biting down on one the t-shirts from your bedroom floor until I came.

(I’ll give that shirt back soon, love. I know it’s one of your favorites, and you’ve been looking for it for months.)

That’s the picture - my spend dripping between your cheeks, my cock dangling just inches from your pretty pussy. Almost right where it belongs, ja? I’ll let you have it all as soon as I get home to you. Don’t you worry your pretty little head, darling; soon, we’ll never be apart again.

Oh, the things we will do when I come home… We will have months worth of lost time to make up for, though I cannot say why I will be gone so long. I am sure you understand. 

We can start with movies, yes? I want you to show me all your favorites. Play me the things that make you laugh, show me what makes you cry (fuck, you are so pretty when you cry, do you know that?), teach me about the things that feed your nightmares so that I may chase them away for you. 

What next? Music? Yes, music. You have a vast taste, don’t you? I could sit with you for hours listening to your favorite playlist. I have done so on many occasions, but to hold you, to dance with you, that would be ideal. You can choose our first dance, but choose wisely, mein Schatz, because I will not forget it. May just be our first dance on our wedding day, too.

I did not get a chance to tell you before this, but do you remember that little bar we went to? The one with the live music? You did not see me there, but I saw you. I also, unfortunately, saw the boisterous little gnat that tried to cozy up to you a few times. He would not take no for an answer, would he? Kept pestering you and trying to take you home with him, but no, not you, not my venomous little spider. Mein gutes Mädchen, you shot him down so quickly so many times. You are so well-behaved, even when you do not know I am there.

He will never bother you again, I assure you. I handled the situation after you left that night with my favorite knife. Ruined a perfectly good shirt, but I kept it for you in case you ever need a reminder of the lengths to which I will go to keep you safe.

Do not worry, it’s been washed. There are just some stubborn stains that refuse to come out.

Unfortunately, I must go. I’ve re-written this letter so many times to try to make it perfect for you, but it would seem I have run out of time. It will not be long before I return to you, my darling girl. Please, take care. I will see you soon enough.

All my love,

König

P.S. I hope you enjoy this little care package I have put together for you. Take an evening to pamper yourself for me before I come home. Ich liebe dich, meine Spinne ♡

You look at the letter in your hand, black ink stamped and splattered and smeared by the key strikes of a typewriter. The envelope taunts you from the countertop, boasting your name with flourish. Your heart is racing as it lodges itself inside your throat. You try to swallow around the lump that’s formed, but it only spurs tears. 

There’s no surprise in the fact that you know exactly who sent this. He’s outrageously tall, broad shouldered, jacked as shit, and always wears a ballcap and a neoprene mask that hides the lower half of his face. You’ve only ever seen his eyes - those intense, wide blue eyes that you swear are glued to you at all times.

It’s involuntary and upon pure instinct (or perhaps morbid curiosity) that you grab the box and rip the wrapping paper off. The edges of the tape sealing the top are wrinkled enough for you to dig a nail under to peel it back, and immediately, the scent of a musky cologne hits you. It’s strangely pleasant, despite the fact that you can see something beneath the first layer of tissue paper that’s a deep red-brown. Your heart drops from your throat to the pit of your stomach as you lift the paper away.

A beige t-shirt, covered in blood stains, sits in your grasp. There’s a small tear in the collar. It smells a lot better than you’d expected, but still, a wave of nausea hits you. Gently, you hold the fabric up in front of you. A shirt that size would swallow you, reach your mid-thigh at minimum, so it’s certainly not your missing one.

Something falls from the shirt as it unfolds, a dull thud sounding off the laminate counter. It’s another box, a small one, that opens with little to no effort. Inside sits a knife with a fixed blade bearing an inscription: Ich liebe dich - I love you.

That same morbid curiosity gets the best of you, and you can’t stop yourself from looking inside the small box again. Beneath one more layer of tissue paper, you find three things: two pairs of panties you thought you had been eaten by your dryer (filthy, unwashed, and now covered in multiple questionable white stains) and another envelope. Your hands shake as you toss said panties back in the box and tear through the top of the seal. There’s cash inside, quite a lot of it. Suddenly the pampering comment makes sense.

Blankly, you place the knife box, the envelope, and the t-shirt back inside the box, folding in the flaps so nothing falls back out.

Tears sting the corners of your eyes. It’s terrifying to feel this way, and your mind is running a million miles per hour. Hundreds of thoughts are flooding your brain while thousands more sit in the recesses, but none of them will settle enough to be coherent. Why did he choose you? How long had he been watching you? How did he get into your home? Is he inside your head, too?

You’ll have to find a way to thank him for such thoughtful gifts when he comes home. Turns out your feelings for him aren’t quite as unrequited as you thought, hmm?

[varteeny1234]

this is getting out of hand

Summary:

Exactly what it says on the tin- reader and Olm go on a date in the inter-dimensional waffle house

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 599

Warnings: THIS IS ANOTHER X READER!

Ship: Olm/reader (the evil minecraft deity not the cave creature)

if you want to blame someone you can blame leon or anathra /silly

The lights of the waffle house were shining brightly overhead, and none of the darkness of Limbo outside leaked into the atmosphere. The vibes were perfect, as you stared across the table into the singular glowing eye of the object of your affections. 

Olm's face was shrouded by his hood, but the stare he gave you made you feel wonderfully mushy inside. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking, but you just found that all the more alluring. The glinting light reflected off of his crown made him look positively radiant! He slowly took a bite of his food.

"So, darling," you crooned, leaning forwards and resting your chin on your hand. "I've had an amazing night so far. What about you?" 

He didn't respond for a few moments. "Eh," he grunted. 

You smiled. "Yay! I'm glad you're enjoying yourself." You hummed in thought, glancing around the restaurant. Olm might have been willing to stay here on this date with you, but you still had to break the ice a bit more. This relationship had to evolve into something more. It had to! 

Reaching across the table, you placed your hand over top of theirs. "I have an idea!" You exclaimed. "Let's play a game- you tell me something that you like, and I'll tell you something that I like. I want to get to know you better."

They squinted at you, and you felt their hand grow tense before they turned it over, and how were holding yours properly... even if their nails were sharp on your skin. Blushing, you smiled. 

"I enjoy my alone time," he said plainly. 

"And you still choose to spend time with little old me? Aw, that's so sweet of you!" You said. "Now it's my turn. I like your eyes- eye? The whole 'ominous glowing single eyeball' thing you've got going on is really hot, if I do say so myself..." You shrugged, smirking. Olm blinked. 

"It's- what? It's just an eye?" He sounded confused, so you decided to explain. 

"Well, I think it looks nice, for one. And two, most people's eyes don't glow, so I think yours is extra-special. The way you stare at me... so emotional!" 

"...Really?" They asked incredulously. Had you actually managed to catch them off guard? You didn't know what to do with that! 

You nodded. "I just want to get lost in your gaze for a thousand years... It's your turn to ask a question."

"Y/N, you- wh- whatever." Olm stood up from his seat, moving to the other side of the table to sit next to you. Your heart started beating faster and faster, blood rushing to your face. He squeezed your hand, tight. "How does one come up with such a ridiculous game?"

His close proximity to you rendered you unable to think properly. All you could do was gape at him and stutter. "Um... I- I don't know, I just did!" What kind of a question even was that? It was just a standard getting-to-know-someone game! Olm probably didn't meet many new people. Surely, that was why he was confused.

Olm leaned in ever closer. "Intriguing," they hummed. 

You put your other hand on his shoulder, gently touching the edge of the metal guard on his cape. Your breath was caught in your throat. This close to Olm, you were sure you'd be able to feel his breath on your skin- did he breathe? Scratch that, did he even have a mouth? 

Both of you leaning in closer, you thought to yourself, well, I'll find out in a moment!

[itzymaeee]

𝓑𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝔀𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓰

Summary: after the being teleported in Pandora it only took you few weeks to adapt at your surrounding, but one day the Na'vi who found you invited for you to come at the island for to enjoy the scenery but seeing everything what happend and the incident of his brother getting left behind beyond the reef.

𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

Pairings: platonic! Avatar x umbra with!human!reader

Tw: flashback,bullying and fighting,cursing, attempt murderer and long ass description

Authors note: hey sorry for not updating quickly I was stabbed by my cousin but anyways here's the story and also if you saw some errors and wrong grammar it

It's been a few weeks now after your arrival in Pandora due to your magic malfunction that cost you to be teleported far away from earth. So far you are taking it too well adapting to your surroundings for someone who got teleported and appeared in a foreign planet, So yes your doing good except for a certain blue cat-man who constantly likes to disturb you everytime he visit.

Neteyam never fails to visit you everyday after him and his siblings being taught the reef na'vi of their ways by the son and daughter of the clan Chief. Everytime he visit you he always teach you some info about Pandora and it's culture and their deity Eywa, He also teached you of their laungage according to him so you won't get killed due to miscommunication if ever a na'vi found you (little does he knows you can understand him perfectly due to your magic) let's just say it has a trial and errors.

Learning from neteyam is either learn quickly or be hitted of course you will hit him back harder.

"Na'ri"

"Ngari?"

"NA'RI!!"

"NA'WII??" A sigh of irratition and sound of being hitted was heard but of course a few second there was a another sound but being smacked harder and a hiss and whine from him. But one time he brought you some food to share it with you that was prepared by his mother for him and siblings to eat after their class. Since he was worried you might be starving since he never got a time to visit you, Touched by his thoughtfulness and kind gesture even though you can survive without a meal due to your training you accepted the food and eat it.

Sadly you will regret it later.

"Y/n are you alright? Is the food not up to your liking?

"....."

"Wait, why is your face turning whit-"

"BY THE GREAT MOTHER Y/N!!" Let's just say both of you agreed that you won't consume any Pandora livestock since you almost died due to food poisoning.

There was a day Neteyam will straight up complaining about his dad,his siblings especially the brother and the chief son who constantly harassing them to you while you where either busy meditating or waving something so you are stuck listening to him complaining to the point you already knew what he will to complain the next time he visit.

"Ugh I swear if he don't shut up and say another snide remarks around me and my siblings for being freaks and having a demon blood I would punch him"

"Then why wouldn't you do it? So he will stop harassing you guys?"

"What no dad would get angry at me for fighting the olektyan son and also his going to scold me"

"Bah! Fuck about your dad opinion because if I were you I would have beat his ass before I he can utter some insult at me and my sibling"

"Tempting sadly I could do nothing I can only threaten them with words"

So today was peaceful since neteyam was teaching you to wave some bracelet with the shells and pearl he found during their breathing exercises. He was teaching you how to twist,insert and knot so the seaweed it won't tear up while waving it, as you were to busy at the task at your hand you noticed that neteyam stopped waving and a look of thinking was present at his face.

"Hey y/n I was thinking how about you visit the island tomorrow?" He said at you, while you stopped what you were doing and looked at him dead in the eyes "Neteyam have you forgotten that your people hates humans? Do you want be dead the moment I step on the island?" I said to him deadpan during my stay here in the Pandora I have come to understand why the Na'vi hates the human so much, the human took everything greedily without care the surrounding to this world heck they have the nerve to act like the victim when the locals in this land fought back they are just like their ancestors disgusting.

He shook his head at what you said and looked at you determinely "I know but I was thinking far away to the village so the people won't see you, since you have been stayed cooped up in the cave this past few weeks I was thinking a changed of scenery?" He said you looked at neteyam softly for his concern at you, technically you could careless where you at but this past few weeks neteyam was making an effort at you always visiting and teaching you to the point you notice his always tired.

You sighed and nodded at neteyam he smiled brightly at you while you just rolled your eyes and smiled back at him "Good I will come back here to fetch you and I will bring you to the island tomorrow" you nodded at him. After hours of waving with neteyam he have decided to go back since his parents will notice that he was gone and was not at island, the two of you said your farewells while watching him return to the island you might have forgotten to tell him you already have visited the island where he and his family was staying up at your crow form but you just shrugged that thought.

Morning came and you decided to surprise him there. As you were standing outside the cave you were staying at you transformed into your crow form and flow up at the sky and headed at the island where neteyam was. As you were flying the scenery never fails to take your breath away the Pandora is truly beautiful throught it's blue aquatic clear seas you can see different marine life and it's corals and it's gigantic mangrove tree that serves as the village of the people in the island.

As you were nearing you saw some group of kids circling a girl at the beach looking at closely it's neteyam sister Kiri. As you put a spell on yourself to not be seen and you landed at the bushes as you watched neteyam brother lo'ak came to interfer to stop the chief son and his friends to making fun of Kiri. Let's just say you were highly entertained at what's happening and chanting for lo'ak to beat their asses but the chief son and his friends continues harassing them despite Kiri yelling to stop and lo'ak stopping their hands from pulling his tails at their grasp. And an angry neteyam came.

He pushed everyone away from his brother "you heard what she said leave them alone". While looking at the fish boy coldly. Fish boy friend was gonna say something stupid but he put his hands to stop while looking at neteyam stoicly "Back off. Now" Neteyam said seriously at fish boy as he put both hands into surrender position signaling he will back off as neteyam looked at everyone "from now on I want you all to respect my sister" he said to each on of them with authority that he won't hesitate to beat anyone who will continue harassing his siblings. One of fish boy friends hisses at him angry at what neteyam said to them while kiri sticked her tongue out teasing them while neteyam called his brother and sister to leave.

But sadly it escalated when lo'ak decided to punch fish boy and his friends jumped at lo'ak. You were just laughing while everyone was fighting seeing lo'ak getting his tail pulled and being slapped of fish boy friends tail and you noticed neteyam jumped in at the fight to help his brother while kiri was telling them to stop it "This is stupid" Kiri said while rolling her eyes but smiled while watching the fight. But sadly boys are boys they continued fighting,the fight was 2 vs 4 but you laughed harder watching lo'ak getting pulled by his tails but pulling the other boy ears while yelling at pain both you and Kiri just laughed at this stupid fight. But sadly the fight ended when a local who noticed the fight and fetched both the chief and neteyam dad.

As you were waiting for neteyam to come out of his home after he and his brother got scolded by their father and told his brother to apologies his brother immediately left angrly while neteyam followed after. As neteyam was walking a little far away from the village and heading straight where his ilu was to so he can fetch you, you have decided to reveal your presence to neteyam.

"Psst! Neteyam!" You called him he immediately looked at his right and saw you standing there hiding at the bushes. Neteyam was shocked seeing you here while you smiling at him teasingly. "Y/n? Wait how did you came here?" He asked clueless "wait a second did you just arrived here just now? How did you got here without a ilu?" As he walked were you at. "Well let's just say I saw everything" you cheekly said at him while neteyam just looked at you confused.

"What do you mean you saw everything?" He asked while you just smiled at him waiting for him to realized what at you said. And his face turned a dark shade of purple as he realized you saw the whole fight as you just laughed at him seeing him flustered. "you know you should have pulled their hair it will times hurt more" you said to neteyam as he just groned "can we just please not talk about what happened earlier?" He pleaded as you laughed harder.

It took an hour for neteyam to make you stop teasing him while the two of you were walking side by side at beach a little far away from the village but still close. The two of you were at the shore picking up some seashells and colorful stone for you to add to the bracelet you were waving and for his sister's to use. "Oh neteyam look at this sheshell I found" you said at him happily as neteyam come next to you and holds your hands as he inspect the sheshell you found.

"Wow I never saw a sheshell like this before not even the shells tuk and Kiri carried" he said as he inspected the shell that resemblance like a pearl. "How about you give this to your sister's especially to Kiri" you said to neteyam softly he removed his attention at the shell as he looked at you while you just smiled as you hold his hand give it at him. "It might cheer her up after what happend" as neteyam was going to refuse but both of you froze as you heard a person coming near at you while calling neteyam name.

Panicking neteyam pushed you at his back not noticing you changed into your crow form. As the person calling neteyam came closer, it was just tuk running at neteyam to show him the shells she found while looking at the beach "neteyam! Look at what I found" as tuk happily run at him while showing the shell she found. "Oh wow tuk this is pretty" he said at her.

But tuk stopped and noticed something at his brother back while looking at closely what it was. Noticing this neteyam panickly showed the shell you found for distraction."tuktuk look at what I found for you and Kiri to have" as he showed the pearl shell. And it worked as tuk immediately looked at the shell wow'ed. "Teyam where did you found this? This is so pretty oh I can't wait to show this to Kiri and to mama" as tuk happily holds the shell.

But before neteyam can reply a squak of sound was heard behind him and both tuk and him jumped at the strange sound as he turned around he was meet into a strange feathered creature. Realized that the strange creature was you as tuk hided at neteyam back while looking scared at you. "Neteyam what is that?" Tuk quietly said as you tilted your head and swim closer at tuk, as tuk was holding his brother as a shield neteyam holded gently tuk arm to reassure her doesn't mean harm when you got closer at tuk you affectionately peck tuk cheeks and caressing your head at tuk arm lovely.

A few caressing and a soft squak came from you make tuk comfortable. she started petting you softly feeling the soft feathers you have she smiled while looked at neteyam. "Teyam look at this creature it has a soft feather" as she continued to pet and neteyam also started petting you enjoying the soft feathers. Let's just say it turned into a petting season and it only stopped when Neteyam noticed it's almost eclipse and told tuk to go home and that you need to go since it's almost nigh time, but tuk resisting that she wants to you bring back at the village but neteyam told her no since you need to go home so tuk petted you last time and bid you farewell.

"Damn we almost got caught there" you said as you returned back beside neteyam. "So when will you gonna tell me you can turn into a creature?" He said at you while you scoffed "What do you mean creature for your information it's a crow, what you never saw a bird that has a feather?" You sass at him while he just looked at you deadpan. You just sighed as you walk off from the water and headed straight to near the village while neteyam hurriedly followed you.

Neteyam constantly pester you about how did you turned into your crow form meanwhile you turn deaf to any words he asked as the two of you continue walking both of heard a group of boys laughing. And looking at where it was you saw it was the chief son and his friends laughing something as they dismount in their ilu. Neteyam grasped your hands and quietly and walked away from the group so the both of you won't be noticed by them. But stopped when both of you heard what they were laughing about.

"Can't believe he thought we were going hunting" said on of fish boy friends as he laughed "yeah right and it only takes for him to agree to got outside of the reef is to meantion his older brother" as the group walked while still laughing as fish boy has a smirk at his face "I think he can find his way back after all his toruk makto son?". Hearing who it was you felt neteyam tighten his hold at your hands as you looked at him worriedly at him and to lo'ak.

Letting go of your hand he angryly walked at the direction where the group who was still laughing. As you quietly headed at the bushes to hide you watched neteyam pushed the others and holding the shoulders to to face him. The scene was scary seeing neteyam beared his fangs and hissed at fish boy friends run away and he who looked scared after threatining fish boy to tell him everything when he told what happend neteyam looked at him deadly as he grasped fish boy neck hard as both of them walked at the village to his house.

You who was still hiding at bushes while watching some volunteer go on search party to find lo'ak as you continue to watch you saw neteyam and heading along with his father but stopped as he looked at you and quietly headed at you. But stopped as you looked at him with no "it's okay I can go home your brother is important go find him" you mouthed at him and tilted your head to go follow his father. Looking complicated but nodded as he turn and walked where his father at.

Waiting for a min to check if the coast clear as you transformed back into your crow form and flies at the sky. While flying you saw the lights on the sea and looking closely they found his brother and now heading straight back at the village. You sigh a relief that he was found and nothing worse happen continuing to head where your cave at as you nearing it you transformed back and walked inside as you laid down the shell you found with neteyam at the beach near the woven mat as you laid down exhausted at today's event.

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Ghost Hunting With Skeletons by oblivionseight (Not Rated, Incomplete)

You're an engineer who works for Ebott's best research facility in one of the labs; your lifelong dream after finding a journal on Mount Ebott when you were a kid. When you aren't in the lab being smart, you're gathering materials at the abandoned doll factory for the machine you're trying to build. But one night, you meet a skeleton at the factory. Naturally, you lie about why you're there and say you're there to hunt ghosts. You befriend him and try to find a way to gather the materials while keeping up with that lie. But those lies catch up to you when you start to meet all the other skeletons. Edit: As of Chapter 29, all chapters have been edited and fixed slightly!

Give you my best shot by RoseintheStars457 (Teen And Up, Incomplete)

Your lease was up, and you decided to check out an ad in the paper. Little did you know it would lead you to a house full of skeletons, introducing you to a bunch of new friends (and possibly more) and setting off plenty of antics. Now if only you could get those weird dreams to stop...

Despite Everything, You're Only Human by UndynesSpear (Explicit, Incomplete)

“hey there, sweetheart, names red, nice to meet ya.” He took a lock of your hair in his slightly clawed hand and brought it to his nose, his eyes slid shut softly as he inhaled.You smelled like mint, peaches, human alcohol, and oh. Whats this? New chapter?!

Undercover Deity: Become Human by RainaChaeri (Teen And Up, Incomplete)

What happens when a deity gets tangled up with a bunch of skeletons? Athena was a goddess who just wanted to learn the ways of the earth more intimately than the way she had always known it to be, and after millions of begging and pleading (not really) to her “Mother” and “Father", they had finally folded and granted her a once in a very long lifetime opportunity to live amongst the beings on earth disguised as a human. So, this was it! Finally! A chance for her to learn everything there was to know about the earth from scratch! At least, that’s what she remembered the goal was. Oh, well. Join her as she learns the way of the earth, and maybe even earn friends along the way! Weirdly enough, the majority of them were skeletons. [written in third person]

Daughter of Death by Teutonic_lisp (Teen And Up, Incomplete)

(TOLD IN YOU/YOUR) A reaper, a few gods, and a bunch of skeletons. The life of a reaper wasn’t boring to her, everyday she would gather souls and lead them into eternal rest, and repeat. She watched creatures and Humans die, easily surpassing their lives and meeting once again in the underworld - or when she is evaluating their lives. One day, Y/N was told she was moving areas. A whole new continent in the world, in a city known as Ebott, where monsters had emerged from the mountain nearly five years ago. What happens when a workaholic with stubbornness to boot moves in the neighborhood, with skeletons causing havoc in her life? And, uh, well.. let’s say she isn’t the easiest person to get along with. *updated story description*

Frankenstein's Skeleton by lostcrown (Mature, Incomplete)

You were human once. Or, so was what the doctors told you. You wake to the world in a hospital bed with absolutely no memories about yourself and a body that is yours, but also not. Not your original, that is. While the authorities try to uncover what happened to you, the only survivor, you are left with next to nothing but the possibility to rebuild your life from scratch as a skeleton monster with a human soul. To ensure your safety while your unknown perpetrators are being hunted down, you are placed within a home containing an almost worrying amount of skeletons with varying personalities. Naturally, your life bursts into color and chaos as you try to navigate your days with your new roommates, but you seem to handle it well enough. Even if there are too many secrets lurking about. You wonder constantly – who are you?

Making A Monster by absurdmagewrites (Explicit, Incomplete)

Sometimes life throws you a curveball. For you, your curveball was going to bed looking like a human, and waking up looking like a monster. A skeleton monster to be precise. With the barrier breaking, a large surge of magic descended on the town you live in, and transformed you overnight. Unsure what to do with you, and the others changed, you're ushered into a facility until a monster with similar magic can take you to teach you how to wield the now uncontrollable magic you've been given. After waiting in this place for four years, you'd given up hope that anyone would ever want to take you. What a surprise for you when you find out that someone does. A lot of someones.

Your Friendly-Neighborhood Witch by earthvibes (Not Rated, Incomplete)

"so how did you two meet?" Sans, the laid-back leader of the skelebros group asked, his grin relaxed as he leaned over the kitchen table and sipped on his morning coffee. "Oh, uh..." You rubbed your chin and tried to play it cool. "Well, it was late last night, and I thought I was looking for a dead body in the abandoned woods, so you can imagine my surprise when I found out he wasn't my guy." "And then I punched her," Stretch replied, handing you a plate full of buttery pancakes. "Yeah," you hummed, oblivious to the sudden silence around you. "In the face, too." Tldr: that time stretch brings home a mage and doesn't realize it

Skeleton leaf by zeo_nulla (Mature, Incomplete)

You did not remember your old life, but you knew certain things like muscle memory, cooking, cleaning, gardening. Those came easily..and somehow despite everything your head was filled with the knowledge of plants, how could someone forget their name but remember the name and meaning of every flower? You sighed, baffled and threw a green cowl on over your cream coloured dress, breathing in the fresh forest air. You are a skeleton and are just trying to get by, you make some friends along the way but your past has a way of coming back to haunt you..... Even if you don't remember it.

Six Skeletons and The Waitress by Teutonic_lisp (Mature, Incomplete)

A picture perfect family hides the fact that your life is filled with manipulation and abuse. When you move away after high school, you encounter more than one skeleton monster that often tests your anxieties. Hey...why are they acting like that? *updated description

Six Skeletons, One Store Clerk by mccloudydayz (Teen And Up, Incomplete)

It was the only job you could grab. Along with the apartment-life blues, and your college education still ahead of you, could your setting be any more typical? Maybe...if some of your regulars hadn't emerged from several feet underground a few years ago. But, darn it, you chose this particular store for a reason, and you were going to show these fascinating new faces in and out your door with a smile that (surprisingly) has nothing to do with the fact that you were getting paid for it. Good thing, too, because you might get to make some bone-ified new friends in the process. Inspired by several AO3 users (listed in the first chapter notes)

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request: I was wondering if you could switch the roles, Like Leo or all the boys get into a bad situation, that quickly turns dangerous, When out of nowhere, Badass reader comes in and saves the day! With a mutant reader please, Like the reader is very big and scary, Or very short and goblin like 😈, Like a little menace. (And maybe the reader is very funny and immature🥺?)

🝮 “ target practice “

platonic!rise!leo x goblin!reader

author’s notes: i’m so distraught right now because tumblr forced me into light mode. My eyes: hurt, my pride: broke, my water for my noodles: boiling. Anyways, I hope you like this, requester, and my apologies for vanishing into the void for months :))))

word count: 2.2k

Beneath an orange morning sky, in a village of few citizens, a little green goblin was doing away with a crime. Mucked up hands shoveled the soft red dirt into a hole until it was full. Y/N smoothed out the dirt around them desperately. A muddy hand tucked red locks behind their ear, They had just now successfully buried away a certain accident or two involving 1.) explosives and 2.) their mother’s special pot. While it wasn’t entirely their fault, there was no way in hell their mother was going to be discovering this… Well, it didn’t even look like a pot anymore. It looked like a gunsman had released a thousand years of anger out on the poor clay vessel—and it basically was when you really think about it.

See, this particular goblin had been testing out newfound magic of theirs—runes that ignited the second it hit a surface. Hard. So of course their first plan was to get an arrow’s head, rune it, attach it to a bow, and begin target practice in the backyard. With the sun above as their only witness, Y/N pulled back on their bow, zeroed in on their target—an innocent knitted cat with buttons for eyes—and let go. The arrow struck within seconds, and an explosion followed shortly after.

A sinister grin played on their features, only to dissipate into pure fear as they realized the rock poor Missus Mittensmith, the plush cat, sat on had turned to tissue at the might of their magic.

Following the path of projection, Y/N could imagine their mother leaning up against a shovel before a dug-up grave very soon as they inspected the crime scene—a creamy soup was slopping down the windowsill, through the broken-open clay pot with teensy holes through it on the other side.

“ Ha-haaaah… Luckily mum wasn’t home, but.. “

So yeah, the obvious course of action was to take the evidence and bury it—no butt-whoopins tonight! Patting the soil in a desperate way to make it as inconspicuous as possible, you stood up and gave a few shifty glances around, checking for the coast to be clear. Atop a hill of red dirt, a grave in which no one but yourself knew about now existed. There was nothing to see for miles, or well, for at least a 16 minute walk from your house

“ Mission accomplished… But now what, I still want to practice… ”

As the guilty weight stepped off your shoulders, a heavy sigh of relief dragged out—only for your breath to hitch in your throat, stopped at its gates as you heard heavy footsteps come and stop behind you. A gasp from the mystery person followed.

A million thoughts raced by instantly. One thought played out a frightening scene, of Mother standing behind you. She was heaving angrily, eyes vibrating as they put two and two together and realized your crime. Oh please do not let that be the reality, you begged any unforeseen force. Who could be here? Please, say it wasn’t Mom, you pleaded to the deities while turning your head slowly to meet your demise…

Only, the one behind you wasn’t Mother—it wasn’t even someone familiar, not anyone from your village, at least. This dude was a yokai of sorts, of the turtle variant possibly, and boy did he seem like he was looking at a ghost right now.

“ hoo boy—“

The gap between him and you grew with each hesitant step he took backwards, both your eyes locked in a curious yet cautious gaze. Soon, he would twirl the incredibly-sharp, blue-handled katana you had long since caught sight of in his hand. Had it not been for the peculiarity of this interaction and how little time there was to respond, the weapon would have frightened you beyond belief. Some fearful thoughts weaseled into your head, like “ is he from one of the warring territories across the river? “ or “ had the gods favored this pot that much that they would cut me down at the scene of the crime?! “ and even a sly, quiet thought that rubbed its hands together mischievously, “ … can i practice my magic on him? “

Instead, the “ yokai “ pivoted and swung his sword, spooking out a flinch as you assumed you were his target. Rather than meeting your end, a swirling magic, elliptical and blue as the shifting sky above, followed the slice of his blade.

Now here’s where the true absurdity begins. Any normal person with a sense of self preservation would hightail it away as soon as this stranger turned his back. They would flee with their life, hoping to get away before their pursuer can strike them down!

But you? Why, this recent development of magic has to go somewhere, and why would it choose anywhere except straight to your head? Recklessly, your feet dug into the dirt, forcing your body up to follow the strange man through his portal.

Electricity passed over your body, shocking and tingling you—disorienting, even. When you were finally through, missing the portal’s snapping shut by just a hair, your body met the ground and rolled to the side, assuming cover behind some wooden crates. Your back pressed against it as your breathing attempted to sooth the thundering heart in your chest.

“ Ughhh…. Why’d I do that… And.. ”

With blurred vision, you rubbed your eyes a few times and took in the neon ‘scape surroundings. There were rich, vibrant purples, blaring yellow-hued lights, and reds dotting here and there. Wherever you were, it was far from the scene of home.

“ Where… am I? “

Curious eyes soak up the scene, taking in the sight of a purple-y blur dashing towards a weirdly dressed man, stopping short with skidding footsteps as a portal whirred from the villain’s hands. A little boy with odd clothing, unlike the others, stumbled through and slammed hard into the chest of the stranger with a shriek. As soon as the boy clonked into the other, there was a pop of sparkles and he was gone.

A red flash bursts, enlarging and swinging a fist towards the man, only to glitch and crackle until the form popped as yet another portal opened up and dropped a lady in different yet sort of familiar attire fell from the sky and was caught by the ruby stranger. She stared at the behemoth, shrieked, and then was enveloped in sparkles too, vanishing seconds later.

As you started recognizing these three may have been related to the one you followed, a battle cry of sorts dragged your attention over as you watched a boy in orange ignite fiery nunchucks and lunge them at who you deduced was either the bad guy, the punching bag, or a poor bystander. Before the villain could respond, the orange boy’s attack was disturbed by a random portal opened up. Out ran a girl in strange attire and a large hourglass wand, stumbling straight into and tumbling them both down to the ground. She, um… Well, she probably wasn’t related to the villain.

There was a glint of evil in your eyes as your palms came together, preparing to take an arrow and send it flying into the fray, successfully joining the battle for more than selfish reasons. Ducking back behind the crate, your hands readied themselves to reach for the familiar wooden arrows—that is, until someone’s name was yelled, loud enough to stir your intrigue.

Peeking from behind the crate, your eyes soaked up the scene of the villainous man in a strange outfit—the clothing was fitted, unlike that of the fashion back home which was composed of more flowing, breathable material. This figure wore black clothing, with sleek pants that followed the frame of his legs. It was such a strange get-up, but even stranger was the four mystic fighters that were now struggling amidst rope.

“ Leo, I told you I had it—I was going in for the hit! “

Grumbled a turtle-like yokai with bands of violet adding pops of color against their green skin. The next to respond looked like the blue you followed, Leo?— he groaning out annoyedly.

“ And I would have had it better, with more pizazz, if you hadn’t gotten in my way! “

“ Focus, both of you! “

“ Yeah, and who cares who would have had it when we’re all tied UP! “

The much larger figure growled out, banded with red and a sharp-toothy scowl, followed by the smallest of the four as he kicked his legs for emphasis.

Curiosity ran through your body, crackling and surging right on down to the flick of your ear as the current situation was a puzzle coming to completion in the moment: if they were the good—or mediocre—guys, now tied up, then that surely made the man in strange, fitted attire the bad guy, right?

And who better to practice magic on than the big baddie. The energy boiling inside of you manifested into a magic that just begged to be weaponized. It had to go somewhere; didn’t it? Yeah, so let’s do that, and then worry about this strange place later.

Great idea, surely nothing wrong with it.

Wait, bow, where is it? Frantic hands patted up and down before finally resting on the bow secured on your back. Thank god you had placed it there. Imagine being in this situation, empty-handed?

…

Where’s your quiver…?

“ I do say, perhaps you lot would be so much happier in another time and place, hmm? “

The figure circled the roped-up heroes, grinning as he clasped his hands and twiddled the fingers against themselves.

“ Oh, great, I’ve always wanted to be sent to another era by a villain in an ill fitting suit, he said sarcastically. “

“ Donnie! “

With narry an arrow in sight, you searched for the next best thing.

A nearby rock, unaware of its soon-to-come demise, was plucked up by your sneaky hands. Shaky fingers traced amateur lines, neater than the first set, but messier than perfect, until innate arcane energy illuminated the rock with fiery symbols.

A little bit of fumbling with the bow wasted time until you realized the rock wasn’t actually a good option at an arrow, but you know what it was good for?

“ Ah yes, to the Roman Empire I’ll send you lot. How does 1 AD sound? “

Before the dapper villain could even begin his send off, a rock clonked right into his forehead. There was a teensy tiny second in which everyone wore a confused face, except one whose blue hues, ignited in arcana, had immediately turned to the direction it came from. His gaze snapped to their villain as the projectile exploded.

Another soared by, clinking and exploding in the villains face.

Lo and behold, another followed, knocking him prone upon the ground, grasping his cheek in astonishment.

Rock after rock launched into the poor villain until it almost seemed like he was the victim now.

The brothers were quick to get themselves unbound, assuming positions in the face of a new threat. As the barrage of rocks came to an end, everyone stared at the darkness with curiosity, awaiting the emergence of the new player.

And there, from the shadowy curtains—metaphorically, of course— steps out the heavy steps of a green-skinned creature. Small yet mighty, an orange magic crackled in your eyes that narrowed at the villain as though he were the prey and you, his pursuer. Taking in your attire, each brother exchanged looks with each other until they all mutually held their scrutinizing gaze upon the horrible-poker-face worn by the brother in blue.

As you set sights on tracing random digits upon the villain in question (totally not seeing what happens), a certain someone was being interrogated for 1.) why was he looking so suspicious and 2.) why hadn’t you vanished like the others summoned by his power.

“ How was I supposed to know they’d follow me! “

“ Followed?! When are they from!? “

“ I don’t know?! “

Soon you were pulled away by the brother in orange.

“ Easy now. “

Whispered he, curious as to why you hadn’t vanished, but Orange’s priority now was ending the …. Well, this might as well have just been a one sided battle by now. You kicked and squirmed, the darkness leaving your eyes as dopamine levels lowered from the rather… unheroic attack. As the biggest brother saw you being brought near, he sighed and gave Leo a look that had him hushing instantly.

“ Alright, first rule, stop beating up Sir Time. Second… “

The red stranger seemed to be looking for words when Leo placed his hand on his shoulder and stepped in front, extending a hand to you.

“ Second, thanks for the hand. And third, well.. “

“ Oh you can thank me later, once you take me back home! “

Your ears flicked with a remainder of chaotic energy, grinning at the port along somebody who you assumed would return you home now!

Wait.

Mother’s pot.

“ Actually, never mind, I’ll stay here. So what are you guys? The Northern Tribes? The Eastern Savages? Ooh! The Emerald Rowdies? “

As the confusion in their faces calmed you down, an unsettling feeling found home in your chest.

“ …? “

The neon lights and strange contraptions surrounding you stirred a sourness. Coming upon the rooftop’s edge, you peered down at passing cars and humans.

“ I’m … far from home, aren’t I? “

“ What? Pssh, noooo… “

The portaling yokai was sweating bullets under your glaring gaze. Great, far from home, and closer than necessary to a liar. The nervous look melted away after a few moments, followed by a defeated sigh as he leaned against the edge and gazed across the neon canvas of his city.

“ Yeah.. But, with how hard you took care of Mr. Villain back there, he should be up for returning you home. “

Leo nudged you with a grin that could only translate to “ that’s your cue to laugh. “ A few ticking moments passed before you returned the gesture, leaving behind a rock with a teensy digit glowing on it.

“ Wait, what’s this—“

“ Sure, but I’m crashing with you guys til he’s up! “

“ IS THIS GOING TO EXPLO—“

A teensy explosion, just enough to send him stumbling backwards. You’re getting good at controlling the power output!

I guess target practice paid off.

[theslay3d]

Hi, I see you're ask about request so maybe Reader x Leo Valdez, when reader is always feels cold in hands and feet and to feel the warmth, she constantly hugs Leo, even when he catches fire, he does not hurt her. You could bv write about how he reacted to this for the first time and how he reacts now when they meet , but these are just ideas, if you want to write differently, I'm all for🧡

Leo Valdez x Any camper!reader

Gender: Female

Warnings: cursing

word count: 975

A/N for me im literally always hot HAHAH

You were cold. Which wasn't unusual as you're always cold. Even during the summer sometimes your cold it's not as bad in the summer as it is in the winter. Even the camp's magical borders can't stop you from being cold. Luckily Leo is always there.

Let's rewind to your first week at camp.

You just got to camp and weren’t claimed yet. So you stayed in the Hermes cabin and stuck to the shadows usually. You were nervous especially because sometimes the heroes from the roman camp would visit and there were usually one or two who were always at camp. Like Leo and Piper.

Even then Leo is the one you saw most even though you've never had a conversation. 

You were watching the other campers train when behind you you heard someone muttering angrily in spanish. You turned and saw Leo staring at something in his hands which seemed broken. He appeared to be walking to the place you knew as Bunker 9 from the other campers.

Before you could regret what you were gonna do and say you sped up to walk near him. 

“Hey you ok?”

His head snapped in your direction and you saw his eyebrows shoot up as he looked at you. “O-oh yeah i'm fine i just finished this thing and now its broken again”  He gestured to whatever it was in his hands. 

You smiled at him. “If you're sure you're fine then i'll let you go bye Leo!” 

You turned to start walking when he called out “Do you want to come with me to fix it?” 

“Sure!” You turned back to walk with him. 

“What's your name?” He asked a little shyly that you already knew his name yet he didn't know yours. He was surprised that his hair didn't catch on fire already from how flustered he was. 

“Y/N” 

“Beautiful name for a beautiful girl” 

He was trying to distract himself by flirting so hopefully his hair wouldn't catch on fire. You laughed and said “Smooth”

After a few minutes you ended up at what you guessed was bunker 9. Leo opened it and said “After you muñeca” 

“I don't know what that means but..thank you?” 

He laughed and walked in after you. After you walked in you sat in a chair pulled up to the table leo was working on the opposite side. 

You tilted your head at what he was doing as he immediately got to work when you sat down. “So who's your godly parent Y/N?” 

“Haven't been claimed yet” 

He looked up from where he was working “Really? No signs or nothing?” 

“If being super cold all the time doesnt count then no” 

He tilted his head “Hm could be an underworld deity maybe or maybe you're just cursed with coldness” He joked. You laughed and said “Maybe”

After that day you and Leo became the closest of friends and practically did everything together. One night is when Leo realized you were immune to his fire. 

It was a normal day. Nothing special other than that night you and Leo had plans to hang out in bunker 9. 

For you it was super cold so before you left the Hermes cabin you grabbed a jacket and some boots then left. It took you a couple minutes of walking to bunker nine that made you realize you should have grabbed a thicker jacket. It wasn't even that cold because you knew the temperature in the borders wasn't that cold. 

You finally made it to the bunker and knocked frantically at the door as you were freezing. Leo opened the door after a minute “Jeez calm down” He said. You brushed past him and walked inside. “O-omg its f-freezing out t-there” Your teeth chattered as you said it.  

“No it's not, I'm literally dying of heat right now” He said dramatically and walked towards you. He grabbed your hands and his eyebrows shot up. “Oh gods you are freezing” 

“O-obviously” you rolled your eyes but were thankful his hands were warm. He went to let go but you grabbed on. “Your hands are so warm stay” 

He blushed but complied. “Lets go sit on the couch?” he asked, nodding his head to the couch in the corner. You agreed and walked over with him.

You sat down right next to him and cuddled up against him. “Is this ok?” You asked him not even embarrassed as you were freezing. 

“Y-yeah of course” He stuttered out afraid he might actually catch on fire this time and he did catch on fire. Your head was against his shoulder and you were holding his hands when they caught on fire. 

“Oh gods sorry im sorry” He quickly let go and tried to back away but you didn't let go. Your eyes were closed as your muttered “It's fine it feels good i'm cold” 

“But I'm on fire?” 

“Oh you are? I didn't feel it” You opened your eyes and looked down at his hands. “How are you not burning?” He questioned.

“Must be my curse of coldness” You joked, not really concerned with the situation. 

“Right…” 

“Come closer Leo im fucking freezing” 

“Alright alright muñeca” He said and moved next to you again. 

After that night is when you kept coming to Leo when you were cold. You could simply walk right up to him and hold your hands out and he understood what you meant. When it first happened in front of one of his friends you haven't met yet they freaked out and tried to pull you away before you got burned. 

You both laughed with each other and used it to freak people out. Leo also realized that maybe his powers were not so bad after all, especially if you needed them to stop yourself from being cold. 

[eldritch-spouse]

HELLO YOU BEAUTIFUL HUMAN BEING

first, i just wanna say, love your art so so so so much and your characters are so GREAT AND YOUR WORLD BUILDING IS SO BIG BRAIN. Can't wait so see what else you'll come up with in the future!

I do have a 2 questions:

is y/n or "darling" a rebound for Ludwig after admin? Or is it more like, "Ludwig took some time getting over Admin and is now with y/n"? Or is it just depends on the "universe"

And second, about Belo, would Belo still worship his obsession and think of them as a deity even after meeting Krulu?

Anyway, thank you ahead for answering and have a great day/night!!! 🖤🖤

[Ahdjaewjed t-thenk ye. ///// I would like to slow down at some point and start creating longer oneshots at some point. I have some unfinished things sitting around.]

What are you to Ludwig?

Two settings have been discussed wherein you can meet Ludwig, and you get to pick the one that's more appealing to your tastes.

The darker path is one where Ludwig is still immensely troubled by what he just lived through. Losing the supposed "love of his life" to an unfathomably cruel and selfish god who wil traumatize anyone they can to attain their goals. He feels the future will be bleak, and he can't forgive himself for letting it all happen, for starting this, for not fighting for Admin, for helping it all come to fruition. He feels hopeless, frustrated and invalid, emotions that crush his sanity each passing day. With a lot of unresolved turmoil and a burning desire to "do things right", Ludwig will first look at you as a rebound, and after swiftly fucking up time and time again, there's other two branches this can go:

One: You continue to be nothing more than Admin 2.0 in his mind and he refuses to see things any other way or acknowledge that what he's doing is only hurting everyone more.

Two: He falls in love with you as person but is still a deeply damaged individual who very clearly needs help (a very specific type of help he's not likely to get any time soon), and has to walk on a tightrope to prove his love.

The lighter path is already one where Ludwig acquires enough lucidity to start distancing himself from The Clergy's Eye little by little. The key to this path is waiting for the moment where Miara and Krulu have a confrontation, and thus all Clergy staff as well as associates discover Mother. Although Ludwig deeply despises siadar as a whole, he will have no choice but to deal with Miara, as once Mother is given permission to directly interact with Admin (her shard), Admin will request the creator help Lud get over his feelings. And in truth, he does require help from a siadar, because Ludwig will never grow past this on his own.

He's infected. Remnants of Krulu remain inside him from the time where the siadar used him as a clumsy vessel. Those remnants keep Ludwig sick, stuck in a time capsule of his trauma, letting the world pass him by. They need to be removed. Only then can he move on and resume his life.

Hope and pray that you meet him after he undergoes this treatment from Mother. In which case you will not be associated with Admin in any way by Ludwig, and while things still won't be perfect by any means, he's no longer as mentally stilted as he once was.

Belo, Krulu and you

After a bit of reflection, I'm willing to humor three scenarios here.

1) One where you're Admin, and indeed Belo will diefy you along with Krulu.

2) Another where Belo sees you as a charge to be protected. In which case, he still worships Krulu, but you're essentially seen as a lesser who must be protected at all costs.

You cannot be deified at the same time as Krulu without being their vessel, the higher won't allow such nonsense. Belo would be killed for his betrayal. Furthermore, after Belo encounters Krulu, he cannot be swayed into worshipping someone else.

3) Finally, he can stumble upon in the period of time where he's still searching for purpose on Earth, in which case he doesn't work at The Clergy's Eye at all, knows nothing of Krulu, and has latched onto you for dear life.

Why are things so confusing?

As stated before, it was my initial idea that most people would identify with the role of Admin. And as such, a scenario would be created wherein the whole team, through various interactions wherein you have to win them over as workers and then get to know them, is hopelessly taken with you. Like pawns in your hands.

In my mind, this is the ideal, and this is where I was taking everything. It's still my preference- And if I ever make something more... ""Official"', that's the path I'm taking. Because it's the most fun for me.

As I began exploring the individual damage each character could do as a yandere, I discovered more and more people didn't see themselves in the role of Admin and would rather deal with just one of the staff members, which has spawned a near infinite amount of possibilities for a non!Admin obsession.

I'm not terribly invested in the ways you meet any of the staff when you're not Admin, so I leave that to your decree.

[caseyqdilla]

Staycation Extravaganza

A/N: Listen, @oneforthemunny this wasn't supposed to be an angst thing, but my brain just went there okay. IM SORRY (I couldn't bear leaving them that way though soo I definitely have it ending in fluff.)

CW: Slight angst, fluff, and a little bit of hinting of smut at the end there, but nothing happens. Ends in fluff as promised though!

Finding out you were pregnant after you adopted Ollie wasn’t in your plan, but you and Eddie were excited nonetheless. Or you were until you figured out that you were going to be a hormonal mess your first trimester. You hated it, Eddie felt like he had to walk on eggshells around you and you found yourself getting agitated at the smallest things that normally wouldn’t have bothered you. It all came to a head one day as you’re laying on the couch; you’d come home early for the day with a splitting headache and having gotten way more irritated than you meant to with your class. Eddie had heard you in the classroom and pulled you aside when they went for lunch. 

“Sweetheart, I think you should go home. School’s almost out for the day and I’m sure they can get someone to sit with them for a little while.” as delicately as he could, trying not to set you off. You knew he was just trying to help, but you just got teary-eyed and your lip started wobbling. “No, no baby, don't cry! I’m just worried about you sweetheart. Please don’t cry.” but it was too late, you were already nearing hysterics. You hated this, you were an emotional person already, but you were used to being in control of them, not them controlling you. 

“Y-you’re right, I should go home…I probably am making them miserable.” you stuttered out between sobs. It broke Eddie’s heart seeing you so sad, but he knew (well he hoped to whatever deity would listen) that it was only temporary and would be over after your first trimester. 

“Baby, you’re not making anyone miserable, you just have a headache and having to stand most of the day probably isn’t helping.” he tried to reason with you. You nodded slightly and made your way to the principal’s office to let them know you needed to leave due to your condition, as you’ve taken to calling your over-emotional state. Knowing it wasn’t normally like you to call out or leave early just because they were very understanding. 

Coming home you grabbed an ice pack and a towel to wrap it up in so you could lay down on the couch. You’ve never felt less like yourself than you have during your first trimester. You’d fallen into an uncomfortable sleep. 

Ollie had come home when Eddie was done and was eager to talk to you as he did every day after school; except today you were unusually snappy today. You were getting irritated so easily and finally snapped when he was trying to get your attention. 

“And then- mom, are you listening? Mommy?” 

“Ollie, I’m listening.” you’d responded in a terse tone, which did not go unnoticed by Ollie or Eddie. Ollie quickly receded into himself which broke Eddie’s heart as well as your own. You went to say something else, but Ollie had run off to his room quickly shutting the door. Guilt took over your mind, “Oh god, I ruined everything; he’s gonna hate me so much now.” you sobbed out dropping your head into your hands. 

“Sweetheart, he isn’t going to hate you, we just have to explain to him what’s happening.” Eddie tried to console you, unsure if you wanted physical contact he went with verbal reassurance waiting for you to make the next move if you wanted him to hold you or stroke your back. You sniffled as your sobs stopped. 

“Eddie, I think you and Ollie should go. M-” before you could finish your sentence, Eddie panicked and began to rattle off. 

“Sweetheart, i-it’s okay, we don’t need to leave; I- I promise that it isn’t -” tears having welled up in his eyes in his panic, thinking you wanted him to leave an that you changed your mind about having his baby; you immediately start to sooth his anxieties, cursing yourself knowing you should have worded it better. 

“Baby, baby! I didn’t mean to leave for good. Baby I never want to get rid of you or Ollie, I love you both so so much I just meant for a weekend; maybe just until the end of my first trimester since I only have a few more days.” 

He calmed rather quickly, thankful you hadn’t suddenly changed your mind after having to deal with these big emotional changes that you weren’t able to control.

“Maybe you and Ollie can go on a trip with Wayne?” you suggested.

Eddie mulled it over, “Yeah, I think taking Ollie to see Wayne would be a good idea. He’s been itching to see him more and I think he has this weeknd off actually.” he smiled at the thought of Wayne and Ollie having this time together, “I doubt he’s gonna wanna go on a trip though”, he huffed a small laugh, “maybe we could have a staycation. Ollie and I can grab a bunch of movies, snacks, games, and all that jazz.” you gave a watery smile nodding and thinking about how much fun he would have with Wayne and Eddie; without you. You shook those thoughts away as quickly as they approached, it would just be a few days and you needed this just as much as they probably would enjoy seeing Wayne for those days. As Eddie went to call Wayne and make sure he was okay with the idea (which of course he was; as he put it, “Boy why are you asking to bring me my grandson? You never have to ask.”) you went to Ollie’s room and knocked gently to ask permission to come in; you swore as soon as you’d become a parent that you were not above apologizing when you messed up, even if it was something out of your control like this. 

“Come in.” his quiet reply came and you tentatively opened the door. 

“Hey Ollie-pop, can I talk to you?” he nodded and you sat down gently beside him, he curled up shifting away from you slightly and it took all your power not to burst into tears right then and there. “Lovebug, I am so sorry for how I spoke to you. I know that it sounded like I wasn’t excited to see or talk to you, but I want you to know that how I spoke has absolutely nothing to do with you.” he nodded to you, but refused to meet your eyes so you finished up, “I hope you can forgive me Ollie, but I also want you to know that it’s okay to feel big emotions so if you are upset with me I will understand and we can talk about it if and when you want to, okay?” It was hard not to scoop him up in your arms and hug him, but you knew this was a big moment for you two. You knew that you needed to let him make the next step when he was ready. With that you told him goodnight and that you loved him, which thankfully he did respond in kind you think if he hadn’t you’d have sobbed all the way to your room. 

The next day Eddie and Ollie had woken up before you and rather than wake you up, knowing how rough a day you had yesterday Eddie gave you a gentle kiss on the head and left you a note letting you know they’d gone to Wayne’s. Ollie was still a little upset by yesterday’s events, but as soon as he saw Wayne’s smiling face he ran into his grandpa’s arms giggling when he swung him around in his embrace. 

“I missed you so much boy!” he said as he put Ollie down and not knowing what happened yesterday curiously asked, “Where’s mom at bud?” he got quiet and walked past Wayne to go to his toys that he kept there leaving a confused Wayne and Eddie to explain what happened. 

After he finished telling Wayne about it, he asked “What am I going to do Wayne? What if it isn’t any easier for her after the first trimester? What if her mood swings get worse??” 

Wayne put a firm hand on his shoulder, “Eddie, you married her cause she’s a strong woman. She will get through this, you just have to be there to support her. I know you’re doing what you can so don’t worry. As for Ollie-pop, let me talk to him while you make us dinner.” he smiled and clapped Eddie on the shoulder as he stood. 

Eddie laughed, “Is that why you let me tag along? Maid service?” 

“You remember how you were in highschool? Of course I’m collecting maid services now that you’ve got it together a little and your woman whipped you into shape a little! It was like living with a feral raccoon most of the time.” 

Eddie barked out a laugh as he made his way to the kitchen to make something he knew Ollie would like and Wayne made his way to Ollie. 

“Hey buddy, wanna go play outside? I can throw the ball around with you for a little?” Ollie’s eyes lit up and he raced outside. He vaguely heard Eddie grumbling about turning his baby boy into a jock; which got a snort out of Wayne. “Shush you.” 

They had been throwing the ball around when Ollie had seen some other kids playing in the trailer park with their mom and he suddenly got sad again. Wayne noticed and had him come sit next to him on the bench in the middle of the park. “What’s wrong Ollie?” he asked, knowing but also wanting to hear what’s going through his mind. 

“I think mom hates me.” he sniffled as tears started rolling down his cheeks. It broke Wayne’s heart and he couldn’t even imagine how it would have affected you; especially with your hormones being played like a yo-yo. 

Wayne pulled Ollie into his lap and rocked him back and forth slightly as he let him cry. When his tears started to dwindle away, Wayne pulled away a little so he could look Ollie in the face. “Ollie, you mom doesn’t hate you. She adores you, you’re her favorite person in the whole world; don’t tell your dad though, I don’t think he could handle it.” Ollie giggled, which had Wayne smiling. “She’s going through some changes, nothin’ that you’ve done is the cause of any of those changes you hear me?” he waited for the boy to nod in understanding before continuing. “You remember how they told you you’d be having a little brother or sister?” 

“Yes sir, mommy and daddy were so excited and I can’t wait to have a sibling! But what if they don’t want me after?” The statement took Wayne back to when Eddie was a little boy, how dejected he was when he was left with him feeling unwanted and terrified being without his mom. He knew there had to be an underlying reason your tone had a bigger impact on him. You and Eddie have had to be a little strict with him on certain things and he never closed himself off like this during those times and Wayne understood it now as fear. He was afraid of losing you two, afraid that you’d get the newest addition to your family and think that he was just too much to handle with the baby. He wrapped the young boy in a tight hug. “If I know anything about your mom and dad; and I’ve known your daddy since he was a little thing just like you,” he ruffled his hair affectionately eliciting a giggle from him, “and I’ve known your mom for quite a while, I know that they love with all their hearts. Let me tell you, the first time they met you and came to tell me all about you, they were already so in love with you bud. They knew right after that they wanted you as their son.” Wayne saw the tears forming in the little boy’s eyes and a small smile stretching across his lips. “A lot of people are born in unfortunate circumstances, your dad was one of them, but very few of them are lucky enough to say that their family chose them.” Ollie launched himself at his grandpa and buried his face in his chest. 

As if on cue to offer some comedic relief, Eddie; sweet Eddie, bursts through the trailer door followed by a plume of dark smoke coughing and shutting the door as quickly as he could lest Wayne see. However, nothing escapes his watchful eye. He drops his head to Ollie’s little shoulder as he stands up laughing at his dad’s antics. 

“How about we go to Benny’s or order pizza?” Eddie offers up bashfully. 

“Let’s go to Benny’s. Open that door boy, get that smoke out of there.” he says shaking his head as they pile into the van. As they leave they stop and Wayne asks one of his friends to watch the trailer and if they can “get that damn smoke out of there”. His friend laughs and asks if it was Eddie or the little man, which Eddie definitely doesn’t blame Ollie; nope he would never do that. Ollie looks at his dad with his mouth agape and playfully glares at his dad. 

After they have dinner and make their way back, luckily the house is void of smoke. Thus begins their weekend of fun and relaxation; you were always at the back of their minds, but they knew you needed this time alone even if you didn’t particularly want it. 

They had a blast playing whatever Ollie’s little heart desired whether it be board games, sports (much to Eddie’s dismay), or even a one shot campaign Eddie threw together, the guys were ecstatic that Ollie had started showing an interest in DND. 

By the end of the weekend extravaganza, Eddie and Ollie were ready to get back to you; you were so ready for your family back too, finally feeling more like yourself. You were glad that you got to have some time to try and reason with the little being that you were growing, “Come on little one, I need to still be there for your big bro and your daddy. You’ve gotta let me function somewhat normally love bite.” you’d pleaded with your little peanut that had begun to show a little while your boys were gone. You were so excited for Eddie to see and you were anxious to see Ollie, hoping that he was able to forgive you and that Eddie was right and he didn’t hate you; which you knew in the back of your mind that he didn’t, but that’s never stopped your worry-goblin from running amok in your mind. 

You’d been cleaning up after having made dinner. You'd made Ollie and Eddie’s favorite, dino nuggies with mac and cheese; even if the smell of the artificial cheese made you want to lose what you’d eaten prior to your making dinner. You would suffer through for your boys, you love them so much and this weekend without them just solidified that even more. As you finished up the last pot and got the plates down ready to have dinner with your family, you’d heard the van door shut and excitedly put the plates down on the counter by the stove and rushed to the door, meeting them as it opened. 

“My boys are home!” you’d exclaimed as they entered, Eddie was the first to greet you with a big hug and a gentle kiss. Once he pulled back, he grabbed the bags they’d taken to Wayne’s and went to the laundry room, wanting to give you a few minutes with Ollie; knowing you needed it as much as he did. (However, he did notice your belly had begun to show and he would most certainly be addressing that after Ollie went to bed. Fuck, he fell in love with you all over again. He also really hoped you were feeling like your old self a little cause, damn seeing that he was definitely hornier than a prepubescent teenager.) 

Ollie was standing where Eddie had just been, you crouched down to his height, “Hey my Ollie-pop, how are you baby?” Eagerly he launched himself at you, as gently as he could as to not hurt his little brother or sister. “I’m sorry mommy.” he sniffled as he hugged you tightly. 

You pulled away with a confused expression, “Lovebug why on earth are you sorry?”

“Before we left I never said goodnight…” 

“Lovebug that’s okay, you were processing some big emotions I’m sure. You have absolutely nothing to be sorry about anyway. Nothing was your fault baby boy I promise.” you pulled him into a gentle hug and squeezed him close. “I just hope you can forgive me sweet boy, I never meant to hurt you in any way. I would never hurt you on purpose baby.” 

He smiled and squeezed you back gently, “It’s okay mommy, I forgive you. Grandpa Wayne helped me with my big emotions.” your heart soared knowing Wayne did that for you, he’s such a great grandpa; the big ‘ol softy. 

With you and Ollie being able to talk about things and you explain in more detail as to why you’d been so emotional he understood better. You tried not to be too graphic, he is just a kid after all. You also wanted to make sure that you used phrasing you knew he’d understand, which it seems like you hit your mark as he nodded and asked questions where he needed to. By the time Eddie had come back from starting the load of laundry they’d brought back it was time for you all to eat dinner.  

“I made your favorite you guys!” you’d excitedly told them and loved the way their eyes lit up at the same time, rushing to the kitchen. Eddie paused, letting Ollie prepare his own plate (you guys had gotten a small step ladder that he could use so he could become a little more independent, which was bittersweet for you both honestly) and he stepped back to hold you, your back to his chest. 

“I’ve missed you so much baby.” he whispered in your ear, placing a gentle kiss on your neck right below your ear. Before you could respond he continued with a slight growl in his voice low enough for only you to hear, “Don’t think I didn’t notice that you’re showing baby. You look so fucking amazing.” it must have had the desired effect as you felt him smirk when your knees buckled slightly. You’re not even sure why it got you that way, but you’d just blame the hormones for now and address it later. Eddie then pulled away from you to go get some of the delicious smelling dinner you’d made and you followed shortly after him then you all sat chatting and eating as the happy little family that you were. After dinner you all piled on the couch to watch a movie that Ollie picked out, but as anticipated he didn’t even make it a quarter of the way through. You and Eddie shared a fond look as he picked up your sleeping boy and took him to his room so he could sleep comfortably. 

Once he was tucked away safely in bed you both got ready and snuggled in bed together, any plans of debauchery squashed as you just missed being in one another’s embrace. 

“How are you feeling baby? Any better now that you’re out of the first trimester?” he asked curiously. You smiled as you ran your fingers through his beautiful locks, “Yeah baby, I feel so much more like myself now. Me and the little peanut had a heart to heart and I think she got the message.” before you realized what you’d said Eddie’s eyes grew to the size of saucers. 

“She”, he whispered in awe, tears starting to brim his beautiful chocolate eyes. You mentally cursed yourself, your doctor had called on Friday when you came home from work and let you know the gender since it was time and you’d done the blood test to find out as soon as possible. You really wanted to make a huge surprise for Eddie and present him with the wonderful knowledge that you both were having a baby girl, but your pregnancy brain apparently had another thing in mind. You smiled sheepishly as tears formed in your eyes as well nodding your head slightly, “Yeah baby, she.” 

You’d make a super special announcement for everyone later, right now this is all that mattered. You being in each other’s arms; that’s how you fell asleep that night, embraced in one another’s arms and slightly teary-eyed from the good news.

[batwritings]

Heya it’s me the wonderful 🐏 annon i remember when you were a wee little writer anyways home you’re doing well butttt I’d like to request a sub!dream/dream xD with fem or gender neutral reader much love -🐏

Of course I remember! It's been a minute friend ^^ You were one of my first if I remember correctly. I hope you're well! Now have a subby little god, y'know, as a treat~ Enjoy~!

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"Never thought I'd see the day where I could see you like this," you hummed, grinding your hips down once more. The distorted moan that followed as like music to your ears. "The almighty DreamXD, moaning like a wanton little whore beneath me. Isn't that right sweetheart?"

"Yes, my star!" the god mewls, doing his absolute best not to buck his hips up into yours, not to drive his member further into you. You made that your rule in all this; he still got to have his fun, get his pleasure, but you were calling that shots. And that meant he moved at your speed.

You chuckled softly, bouncing slightly faster now on his member. "There's my good boy," you coo. There's something so immensely powerful about the hold you have on this entity in this exact moment. If there was a snapshot for the definition of "power", this would be it. You relish the way his wings tremble as you brush along the ridges of his feathers. "You're doing so good for me. Such an obedient little god."

"Thank you dearest, my dearest Y/N," XD sobs, hips absolutely quivering with restraint as he lets you ride him. His frazzled mind was so torn between two opposing ideals.

The server's creator adored this side of you, letting you have your way with him. A mere taste of the power he held in nothing but the fibers of his robes. But the urge to absolutely decimate you, bend you over and fuck into you with reckless abandon was rising by the second. He knew good and well that he could bend you to his whim, but this was all too alluring.

Your rocking got faster with each pant and whine. "Such a sweet god, bending to his little mortal's whim," you praised. You lean yourself forward, balancing yourself on his heaving chest. "You deserve some kind of reward for that huh?"

If the god of the SMP had ears, you're pretty sure they'd be perked as all get out. "Yes please! Yes please my star!" he whines, all four hands scrambling to grip at your waist and thighs. They tremble with his restraint, claws nearly pricking your skin.

You smirk devilishly, but even your own resistance was starting to crumble. The amount of trust this literal deity placed in you had your chest full to bursting. His desperate pleas to allow him his release went straight between your legs. How on Earth could you say no?

"Go on then," you commanded, trying your best to keep your tone level and calm. "Fuck me like you mean it."

In a flash, you're on your back, both sets of hands pinning you to the ground. A chorus of different voices and tones fills your ears, each offering you praise and thanks for this release. It didn't take long for XD's ramblings to fall into sobs of pleasure as he came. You were all too happy to watch, your own pleasure taking the back burner.

Blonde locks rested against your collar bone as the SMP's god fell from his high. "Thank you, my star," he hummed softly in between pants. "You are far too good to me."

"Hey, you do me just as well. And I don't just mean in bed," you chuckle, lightly raking your nails through his slightly sweaty hair. "C'mon big guy, let's get you cleaned up."

"But what of your climax?" XD asks genuinely. "It's not exactly fair that I got to finish and you di--"

"DreamXD, what was the first damn thing you told me when you gave me aftercare for the first time and you didn't cum?" You chided, pinching his cheek affectionately.

Though it took him a moment, neon green eyes softened in realization.

"The submissive's care comes before the pleasure of the Dominant."

[sukunasbabymama]

The three deities battle.

└ Pairing. Kanto Manji Gang!Haruzhiyo “Sanzu” Arashi.

└ Summary. Sanzu’s imagine where reader was a good childhood friend, now a part of Brahman, and she gets the shock of her life when she sees Haru in the battle of the 3 deities?

└ Word count. 2.3K.

└ Warnings. Spoilers and a lot of them so if you are not updated till the last chapter don’t do this to yourself, violence, cursing, can we say this is angst or hurt? I genuinely don’t know.

└ Note. This request is from the last time I had them open, but because the battle wasn’t finished I couldn’t start this. Y’all know I try to make it look a little into character. And fail in the process bc what is that final? Sat i love you for helping me in this.

Request.

Things started to go down quickly.

As soon as Takeomi shouts that the fight is for Draken you go feral, taking down every single person that crosses your path. You could hear your boss telling the whole gang to calm down but you couldn’t find in you the will to do it. Your mentor was killed by these fuckers and they are going to pay.

A huge brawl starts to happen at your right and when you look your eyes get wider to see Haruchiyo smacks the brawler of Rokuhara Tandai with a metallic pipe. You stay still for a second looking at him till you see him lifting his arm again. You run to them.

“…It’d be much easier to use weapons, y’know?!” He was telling the guy.

Just in time you get close enough to smack him right across the face, so hard that he takes one knee.

“What the…?” The other guy says but you’re looking at your friend on the floor.

“You motherfucker, really? Weapons? You’re so fucking lame.” He looks up and falls on his ass from the shock.

“Y-Y/N?” He asks, confused, Kakucho long forgotten to him. “W-what the hell are you doing here? This is a war.”

“What else am I doing here other than fighting with my gang?” You spit, furious, his eyes still wide as hell from the shock of seeing you. “I can’t believe you could abandon your siblings like that… Kanto Manji?”

“Let them.” You heard behind you and when you look over your shoulder the guy Sanzu hit is ordering guys from his gang not to hit you, you turn around to face him and shake your head.

“Don’t. Continue your fight with him, it’s not worth it to me.” You say and start walking to where your boss and your superiors are to back them up.

You don’t see him again.

That night ended with your boss dissolving the whole gang and Sanzu’s boss killing the unparalleled South. It was a mess, it was too much at the same time.

After Draken’s funeral you go to your house and cry yourself to sleep. The next day is the same, more crying and not having the strength to even take a bath. Two days later you heard a knock on your door and frown because you don’t have gang duties anymore?

You get shocked again when you see Sanzu in your front door, expressionless looking right back at you.

“How may I help you?” You ask.

“Let me in.”

“No.”

“Let me in, please.” You shake your head. “Then come out and let’s sit on the staircase like we used to.”

You look at him deadpan and he sighs.

“Please, let’s—,”

You turn around and start walking upstairs. He quietly walks behind you after closing the front door. When he gets to your room you’re already under your blankets so he sits on the floor in front of you.

“Where’s your mom?” He asks.

“Business trip.” You quietly say.

“When was the last time you took a shower?” He asks, bluntly.

“Yesterday, why is this your business?”

“Get up.” He sighs.

When you don’t move he yanks the blanket off your body and leans to take you in his arms. He takes you to your bathroom and gets out, closing the door behind him.

“I will look for comfy clothes while you take a shower.” You heard him.

You sigh and do what he said, not because you want to, but because you actually need the bath. You tell him when you’re done and he passes you the clothes. When you get out, now all dressed up, you find your room more organized, your window opened.

“Come.” He says, getting under your blankets.

“I don’t want to talk to you, Haruchiyo.” You tell him and he nods while simultaneously palming the spot beside him.

“I know you hate me, but c’mere.” He nods at you and you get under the blankets too.

“Now what?”

“I don’t have a good relationship with my siblings, you’ve known this since forever; of course I’m not gonna be in a gang with them.” You look at your closet, because you don’t want to look at him. “Mikey has given me everything and I swore him loyalty.”

“Okay.” You murmur.

“I was pretty shocked when I saw you three days ago, and I could tell you were surprised too. But I also felt hurt when you said it wasn’t worth it. You know I’ll never think about you like that.”

“Okay.”

“Stop Y/N, I’m not here as Sanzu. I’m here as Haru.” He says in a whisper.

“My mentor was killed and I—,” You blink but it’s too late, you are already sobbing quietly. He pulls you in the middle of his crossed legs and hugs you.

You start shaking, crying in his arms and feeling like your breath is being taken away. He tightens his arms around you and hides his face on your neck, not saying anything. After a while you stop shaking a little and he kisses your head.

“We are supposed to be kids fighting. Just fighting to show who’s stronger, why did it end up like this? He wasn’t e-even active and…” You sigh shakily.

“I know love, I know.” He whispers. He doesn’t need to let you know that he actually went with killing intentions to that fight, so he doesn’t.

“What are you doing here, Haruchiyo?” You ask in a whisper now that you’re more calm.

“I wanted to check on you after all that. I knew he was your mentor and I know that your gang got disbanded, I wanted to make sure you’re not letting yourself fall into a hole.” You don’t say anything because to be honest, you’re only clean because of him so yeah, you were falling into a hole.

“I don’t respect a lot of people, and I sure as hell don't give a fuck about anyone, but you’re my friend. You’re my little friend who used to bring two pieces of everything to the park just to share with me. I appreciate you.” He mumbles, swaying you so softly from side to side. “I just want to be able to check on you on these hard times and—,”

“And after that?” You interrupt him.

“Keep checking on you, whether you let me in your life again or from afar.” He says.

You take his arms off your body softly and lean to take your blanket and fix it till it’s covering the both of you. Then you take his arms and put them around you again, he smirks behind you and tightens his arms.

“Okay.” You say quietly.

“Okay, what?”

“You can check on me.” You tell him,

“Up close or from afar?” He asks.

“Up close, please.” You say, a little embarrassed. He hums.

“You don’t have to tell anybody that we are friends again if you don’t want to.” He says, as if he just read your mind.

“It’s not that, I’m just… embarrassed. We split away when you started this gang stuff, we stop talking even though we are basically neighbors, then I got into your sister’s gang and the only thing that didn’t cross my mind is that I was going to see my friend again… while his gang destroys mine, just to have him comfort me three days later and making sure I do something so basic like taking a shower, it’s so emba—,”

“It’s not. It’s okay to split apart and then meet again, it’s normal for me to comfort you because I’m your friend.” He says, his hand sliding to your shoulders to massage them. “You got this.”

You don’t.

After he lets you alone that day you go back to having sad thoughts, feeling empty and not knowing what to do to cope with the sting in your chest.

When he comes back two days later he is already a little mad because you haven’t answered his texts and when he tried to call you he was faced with your phone being off. He knocks on the door three times and nobody answers, he sighs and starts banging on the door like a madman, because he knows you’re there, and he knows your mom is still away.

“Who is it?” He hears your voice and his eyes widened. You sound so weak.

“Open this fucking door right now, Y/N.” He says in a hard tone.

His suspicions are confirmed as soon as he hears the click and he grabs the doorknob, opening. You look like you’re going to pass out at any time, your eyes unfocused. You have the same clothes he gave you two days ago.

He steps inside and closes the door behind him, he crouches a little and takes you in his arms, directly to the bathroom without saying a word. He sits you on the toilet and starts filling the bathtub with warm water. He goes out and looks for new clean clothes and gets back into the bathroom. He undresses you to your underwear and helps you get under the water. He sits on the floor by your side and starts pouring water on your shoulders with his hand, softly. He washes your face. He helps you stand up and get out of the tub, after you’re as clean as he can get you.

He wraps you with a towel and walks you to the sink, taking your toothbrush and brushing your teeth. You haven’t said a word and he hasn't either till now.

“I’ll wait outside so you can take the underwear off and change into clean ones and clothes. Just knock on the door when you’re done.” He murmurs.

After you do as you’re told, he takes you in his arms again, this time to the kitchen. He sits you on the counter and starts cooking for you.

“Just a little bit, one bite at a time…” He is saying while feeding you. You look him in the eye and look down embarrassed. “You’re okay, Y/N.”

You take the food he is offering, your favorite dish at that, and when you feel full you shake your head. He nods.

He takes you to your room and sits you on a chair before doing what he did the other day, cleaning a little and opening the windows for some fresh air.

“Wanna lay down?” He asks you and you shrug. “What about the rooftop?”

He nods when you nod, offering you his hand. After taking some ice tea he walks you to the roof of the building and y’all sit on two old chairs there, giving you your drink and making sure you drink it. He finally relaxes on the chair.

“I’m so sorry…” You murmur, your voice raspy after not talking for a while. He acts nonchalant.

“Why? You haven’t done anything.”

“You had to take care of me like a baby because I can’t get a hold of myself. I’m sorry that you have to—,”

“Do you still like iced tea that much?” He interrupts you, taking the conversation anywhere but you thinking you were wrong. “I still prefer coffee.”

You look down and he smiles, knowing that you’re doing everything in you to not smile. You look at him expressionless and he gives you a soft smile.

“I’m here to lift you up every time you fall, Y/N. Every. Single. Time.” He whispers.

In silence you stand up from your seat and sit on top of him, sideways. He hugs you and lets you get comfy on his chest, he starts swaying from side to side really softly.

“You don’t need to say or be sorry about anything. I can always walk off, go to Mikey and forget about everything. But I want to take care of you.” He mumbles and you nod.

“You… are a good friend.” You say and he chuckles darkly.

“I’m not, if I was I would’ve done a lot of things differently.” He says, although he doesn’t sound regretful.

“Thank you, thank you so much for all you just did without a single trace of judgment. You told me I got it the other day but after you left me alone I started feeling bad and wanted to be in bed all day. I didn’t even find the will to put my phone to charge.” He nods, letting you know that he understands.

“I could never judge you, dummy.” You nod, not looking at him since he was resting his chin on top of your head.

“I…” He starts, knowing damn right he’s not good with words. But he’s gonna try it. For you. “We know I’m not perfect, I’m actually a bad and toxic person and I’ll probably do more fucked up shit in the future, who knows. But— I’m always gonna accept you, support you and be there for you. And if someone breaks your heart I will personally stab them right into their heart.”

“But, what if it’s you?” You mumble.

“Mhm?” He hums confused. You lean back to be able to look at him.

“What if it’s you who breaks my heart? What happens then?” You say, and he smiles, lifting his hand to pat your head.

“Then I’ll give you the sword myself.”

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