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Let Not the Lord be Angry
Summary:Â Nai contemplates the bible. A human interrupts his quiet contemplation.
Word Count:Â 1,200
Warning: minor character injury (mentions of blood), knives (obviously), egregious and probably inaccurate biblical references, nai and his homicidal ideation, i think thatâs everything but let me know if i missed something!
Notes: Pre-July incident. Implied future unhealthy Nai x reader relationship. Experimented a bit stylistically with this.
Naiâs reading the bible again. The one that woman gave him. The one he used to read on the ship.
He favors the book of Genesis. The beginning. Creation. Let there be light. And there was light. Let there be people, forged in the image of their creator, who shall have dominion over the sea, the land, the air. They may eat from every tree but one. They know they are naked. Have they eaten from the tree? Send them forth. Drive them out. Protect the plants.
Now command a great flood to wash away the humans for their crimes against both the heavens and the earth. Rain for forty days and rain for forty nights. When the humans can settle again, confound their speech so they can do nothing but babel.
Two angels sent to Sodom and Gomorrah. There are not ten righteous people in these lands. Destruction by fire. Destruction by brimstone. She who turns back turns to salt.
And, here, now, a human, standing before him. An ugly thing made uglier by their journey. Sunburned and sweating. Panting like a bitch in heat.
He summons his knives.
âThat a threat?â the human spits, throat hoarse with thirst. âThink Iâve never seen a blade before?â
âI think youâve never seen something like me before.â
âIâve seen you before. A face like yours is hard to forget. You stole from my town, so I followed you here. I am not afraid.â
Thatâs amusing. A human? Unafraid? You are surely a liar. A liar, or a pissant whoâs yet to fully grasp their own cosmic insignificance.
Before he kills you, he will become your teacher. Your master. Your guide. You will learn your limits. You will taste the fruits forbidden. Â Come let him show you. Let him open your eyes. Learn what becomes of women who look back and bite off more than they can chew.
A pathetic little human who couldnât even survive without leeching off his brethren, who would die without the nourishment they provide. Feeble and weak. Fragile as a flower. Wilting and withering away without the water your kind oh so desperately needs. Petals falling one by one. Stem sagging. Roots rotting. You were not meant for his new Eden. You could not survive there.
Yet you survived here on the inhospitable planet Gunsmoke. For days you lived on. Without proper food and drink. Without shelter from the sun. Flesh burning. Skin reddening. You persisted. You searched. And finally, you found.
What will you do now?
âWhat are you doing with the plants?â you demand. Thereâs a ferocious look in your eyes. Something feral and beastly. Pure anger. Pure animal. Nothing human in them at all.
âI doubt a stupid thing like you could understand.â
âYou underestimate humans. That will be the death of you. My mortality makes me privy to things beyond your comprehension.â
A sound. Quick and sharp. Then pain. Quiet and stinging. On your left cheek. Just below your eye. You lift a finger to the wound and it comes away bloody. He cut you. With one of his knives. Split your flesh and bled you. When you look up into his eyes you see not a monster, but a boy, frightened and alone.
âWhat set you against us?â
âCorruption and cruelty. You are ravenous little beasts. Your sins exceedingly grievous. Your kind stole knowledge of good from the garden of Eden and still choose to be anything but.â
You stare at him. Unflinching. Even as ribbons of crimson unfurl across your face. âMy people cultivated this land. We built something from nothing. Churches and orphanages and homes. In elementary school my class learned to make paint from the elements. We painted a mural on the wall of our school. Itâs still there today. By taking our plant youâve doomed both the righteous and the wicked alike.â
âAll of that you did at the breast of my kin!â
âHas no one ever helped you? Surely you did not enter this world alone.â
He thinks of his mother. He thinks of Rem Savrem. He thinks of the snake in the garden of Eden. Mother Rem. Mother snake. Rem the mother. Rem the snake. Mother seductress. Mother temptress. Enchanting. Enticing. Beguiling serpent. Bewitching snake.
He thinks he understands Vash a bit more now.
His ticket to the future is supposed to be blank. His future is supposed to be waiting there for him. Thatâs what that wicked woman always promised him. Something next. Something still to come. Was Eveâs future blank or was it always written that sheâd be driven out of that paradise? Was her story always meant to end that way? Cast out from the garden. Cursed with a womb. Could she ever have been something more?
Could you?
Humans die so terribly. No matter how they go. Plummeting out of the sky as their spaceship crashes to the earth. Struck down by a torrent of blades. Heâs never seen one die of natural causes before. Never seen one succumb to starvation or thirst. He imagines somehow that of all the ways to die, naturally is the worst.
A sick part of him wants kill you this way. Or, rather, he wants to watch you die this way. He wants to watch your fat and muscle slough off the bone. Wants to watch as your belly bloats with air. Thereâd be so little to you he could count all of your ribs. Theyâd be so brittle he could break one off for himself.
He doubts youâre going to last much longer.Â
Youâre well past your expiration date.
Youâll die without him.
Your eyes widen. Heâs said that last thought aloud. Those beastly eyes of yours are frustratingly unreadable. He expects fear but is met by fears distant cousin. Acceptance maybe. Or understanding. You know youâre a dead girl walking. This was a suicide mission.
Thereâs no pleasure in beating a dead corpse. How cruel would it be if you were to live? Crueler still if you were kept alive by his murderous hands. The thing about Nai is heâs good at being cruel. Itâs familiar to him. And, yes, how cruel it would be for him to let you live. To sit you in his lap and force food down your throat. To punish you when you bite fruitlessly at his fingers. To shove his fingers deeper into your gaping mouth.
He thinks of Tesla. The first. The lab rat. He thinks of all the poking and prodding the humans subjected them to. Pumped full of poison. Pickled and preserved. All thatâs left: an arm, a brain, some eyes. Not feeling. Not thinking. Not seeing. Hidden away, but not discarded. Remâs dirty little secret. The teamâs guiltiest pleasure.
What could your body handle? Just how long could it go without food? Without water? Without air? What if he gave you just enough to keep you going? What if he forced bite after agonizing bite down your throat? What if he wrapped his fingers around your neck and squeezed and squeezed and squeezed?
What if he used you all up? What if he sucked you dry?
What if you learned what it was like to be a plant?
#nai x reader#millions knives x reader#trigun x reader#nai x you#millions knives x you#trigun x you#nai x y/n#millions knives x y/n#trigun x y/n#trigun imagines#nai imagines#millions knives imagines
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Witchy Ceroba đŠ đ
#nay draws#ceroba#undertale yellow#uty#ceroba ketsukane#happy halloween (0:#i ran out of time but please imagine Can Of Coke as a little kitty familiar with her..
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eyeliner 101
pairingâ â âlee jihoon (seventeen) x gn!reader
tagsâ â âfluff, established relationship, reader is pretty good at eyeliner, 0.9k words, unedited
there are certain days where you and jihoon are far too tired to go out and end up staying at home doing nothing.
today is no exception.
you are nestled in between jihoon's outstretched legs, with one of his arms around your middle. with every breath, his chest rises up and down against your back, and sooner than later your breathing becomes synchronized with his. both of your gazes are stuck to your phone screen, watching a youtuber apply makeup to their face.
âthat looks difficult.â jihoon's deep voice rumbles from behind you.
you turn your head ever so slightly so you could see his face, giggling once you catch sight of his furrowed eyebrows. seems like heâs more invested in this youtube video than you are. âitâs not that hard once you get used to it,â you reply, amused by his undivided attention on the video playing.
âiâve never had mine done that way before,â he mumbles, thinking out loud.
an idea immediately sparks to life in your mind. âwanna try?â you grin, looking up at him.
the turn of jihoonâs head towards you is quickly followed by an excited nod of approval. you push yourself off his warm embrace immediately after his response. scurrying to your dresser, you search your makeup bag and pull out a black eyeliner.
when you turn around, you find your boyfriend sitting on the edge of your bed, his focus already back on your phone screen. you bite your lip, holding back a laugh. âyou ready?â you ask, walking back to stand in front of him.
âso youâre saying,â jihoon looks up at you, âyouâre gonna do my eyeliner exactly like this.â he has an incredulous look in his eyes as he motions to your phone.
you squint your eyes. âare you underestimating me?â
jihoon's eyes widen. âno, of course not,â he stammers, scared to have hurt your feelings. unconsciously, his hands move to rub up and down your thighs, slightly pushing you to stand closer to him.
you giggle. âiâm joking, babe,â you say, as a sigh of relief escapes him. with a free hand, you tilt his chin upwards to face you. ânow close your eyes.â
with a fond smile on his lips, jihoon complies and closes his eyes shut. you hold back his hair, then you rest your other hand on his cheekbone and started drawing on his eyelid with gentle strokes. you are too busy to notice him opening one of his eyes to marvel at your concentrated face in such close proximity.
âyou are so cute,â he whispers under his breath, loud enough for you to hear.
despite your heated cheeks, you shush him, not wanting anything to distract you from your work of art. jihoon smirks lightly at your reaction.
thankfully, your boyfriend managed to behave himself until you finish drawing winged eyeliner on both of his eyelids. taking a step back, you finally get to admire your masterpiece.
âi know i look good, you donât have to stare that hard,â jihoon wiggles his eyebrows, only to have you roll your eyes in return.
ignoring him, you usher him to the mirror on your dresser, making him look at your work. âhow did i do?â
âit looks really good.â jihoon turns his face this way and that, inspecting how the eyeliner enhances his eyes.
âtha-â
âi look really good.â he laughs when he sees you glare at him from the mirror. âcan i try?â he asks as he turns around and walks back to you.
you tilt your head. âtry what?â
âcan i try putting eyeliner on you?â
after a few seconds of contemplation (and calculating the chances of him messing up and end up poking your eyeball with the eyeliner brush), you shrug. âokay. but be gentle and try not to poke my eyes.â
âof course.â jihoon makes you sit down on the bed and takes the eyeliner from your hand. âclose your eyes, love.â
the last thing you see before closing your eyes was his mischievous smile (which in retrospect, shouldâve been a warning to what heâs about to do). ignoring your suspicions, you stay quiet as you feel jihoonâs fingers tilting your chin up. mimicking your previous actions, he brushes your hair away from your face and rests a hand on your cheek.
everything was peace and quiet until you feel the brush stroking tip of your nose. your eyes shoot open, immediately leaning back to stay away from his reach. âji, what are you-â
jihoon lets out a roar of laughter before saying, âwait- wait iâm not finished-â
âwhy are you drawing on my nose?â you whine, arms reaching out to try and grab the eyeliner back from jihoon. unfortunately for you, he effortlessly stretches his arm way out of your reach while continuing to laugh at the black spot on your nose.
giving up rather quickly, you pout before standing up to catch your reflection in the mirror.
and there it is. a jet black dot covering the tip of your nose. you whine jihoonâs name in protest, but it only makes him laugh louder.
âwait, i can make it look better,â he says, nearing towards you. you narrow your eyes at him. âi swear!â
you grumble quietly as he draws three lines on both of your cheeks. âi hate you.â you glance at the absurd drawings decorating your face in the mirror before turning back to jihoon.
âyou look adorable,â he snickers.
(you really do. jihoon is genuinely complimenting you but you are far too exasperated to notice.)
âshut up.â
#nai's! đ©·#kpop#seventeen#woozi#woozi x reader#svt woozi#seventeen woozi#svt#woozi fluff#seventeen x reader#seventeen imagines#seventeen fluff#seventeen scenarios#seventeen fanfic#svt x reader#svt imagines#svt fluff#svt jihoon#woozi seventeen#woozi imagines
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HOLD ON. I watched this cute tiktok earlier today about a couple of lions and how the male was demanding attention from the female by resting his upper body on her and your recent post made me think about tiger hybrid sukuna demanding your attention all while purring đđ
ya'll have GOT to warn me before you activate my monster fucker brain like this, this is SO GOOD!!
I can just imagine him now, wrapping his tail around you and purring softly. If you still manage to try and read, he pulls you into his lap, forcing you to face him and drop the book.
"Look at me." He commands, making it clear in no uncertain terms he wants your attention. And you give it to him, cause its not common for him to want your affection, and you cant just take affection from him whenever you want to.
Hes constantly rubbing his cheeks against yours. You think it's just a cute little act of affection, but really he's scenting you- claiming you. He want's the whole world to know you belong to him.
He's prone to brushing your hair in quiet moments, mostly cause he knows you're not a fan of grooming proper.
It used to throw you off when he would start circling you, growling lowly at odd times of the day. Now though, you realize he's just trying to mate.
#I want him carnally#nay- i need him carnally#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#ryomen sukuna#sukuna x reader#sukuna x reader fluff#sukuna fluff#sukuna imagines#tiger hybrid! Sukuna#whats up nonny?
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â GUARD UP
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synopsis. when rafe has to come and save you
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characters. rafe x reader
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warnings. angst to fluff, cursing, pet names (baby, sweetheart, etc.) illusions to non-con, violence
As you made your way through the house, the smell of sweat and cheap perfume invaded your nostrils, the booming of loud music enraged in your ears. You entered the kitchen and sat at what you assumed to be the make shift bar considering all the red party cups, and half empty bottles of alcohol consuming it.
You grabbed a cup and a bottle examining both just to be sure. You shrugged your shoulders and started pouring a drink. Your boyfriend had left your side long ago to play some table pong with Topper and Kelce.
You took a sip of your drink and your face screwed at the taste on your tongue. The burning sensation hitting your throat as you swallowed. You shook your head and set the drink down deciding to stay sober. You turned and walked out of the kitchen making way to the living room. You decided to dance for a while, walking into the big circle where everyone was dancing you felt hands snake around your waist. You sighed in relief that Rafe had finally decided to drop his game of table pong and come dance with you. You turned around only to find out that it wasnât your boyfriend, but some random kook.
You pushed his hands off you and tried to back away with the minimal space you had considering everyone was bumping shoulders. âHey pretty girl..â he said, the scent of alcohol coming to you as he grabbed your waist again. âGet the fuck off me dudeâ you said grabbing his hands again but his grip was stronger this time. âOh sheâs a feisty one, iâm gonna have a time with you..â he said to you as he grabbed your wrist and dragged you through the crowd. You tried so hard to pull away but his grip was to strong.
He had managed to pull you away to a small corner in the house where it was thought to be invisible to the rest of the party but little did he know, your boyfriend had a clear view from the table straight to where you were. The guy had pushed you against the wall, his hands wrapped around your throat. When he did that, Rafe seemed to turn his head right at that moment and it drew the final straw for Rafe. He threw his ball god knows where as he made his way through the crowd and over to you.
You had closed your eyes long time ago just accepting your fate, seeing as he brought you to a dark corner where you thought no one could see. He brought his free hand up and placed it on your waist, lowering it down to your ass and squeezing it.
Rafe got there just in time, tapping the guy on the shoulder. The guy rolled his eyes. âHey canât you see-â Rafe didnât even let him finish his sentence before his fist was connecting with the guys face. You gasped in shocked as Rafe got on top of the guy and threw punch after punch, eventually forming a crowd around the area. You just stood there not knowing what to do as Topper and Kelce came over to pull Rafe off the guy. âOkay Rafe I think he gets itâ Topper said grabbing his arms. Kelce walked over to you and was questioning you of the events prior to the fight. When Topper got Rafe up he walked over to you and grabbed your arm leading you away from the crowd and out of the house.
He led you both outside and to his truck. He opened the door for you and you got in. He went over to his side and hopped in. He pinched the bridge of his nose before turning to look at you. âDamn it, iâm so sorry baby. Did heâŠdid he do anything?â he said with a pleading and sorry expression plastered on his face. You gave him a small smile and shook your head no. He let out a sigh of relief as he grabbed your hands and kissed the top of them. âI shouldâve never left you sweetheart, iâm so sorryâ he said giving your hands a slight squeeze. âRafe itâs okay, I promiseâ you said squeezing them in return. âNo itâs not okay, I donât know what I wouldâve done if heâŠâ he trailed off not wanting to think about what would happen next.
âRafe I promise itâs okay, you got there in time. Thank youâ you said leaning over the console to give him a light peck on the cheek. âI love youâ you said looking at him in his eyes. âI love you more. Just make sure you keep your guard up.â He said turning to the wheel and starting the car, leaving the party and going home.
T.LIST !
@loveu-always , @brokentvs
#naiâs fics â
#fanfic#outer banks#drew starkey#rafe cameron#rafe cameron fic#outerbanks#obx#rafe x reader#rafe imagine#rafe fic#rafe angst
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I had the absolute dumbest idea:
X-men dating sim where you can date like any adult in the mansion
And like Charlesâ route seems normal but if you get too far you get killed by Magneto and get a secret bad ending.
anon you cant say this not when i have an infatuation with imagining my faves in DATING SIMS
#snap chats#anon NEVER say such a brilliant idea is a dumb idea again this is the best idea ive heard within this hour and 25 minutes into the day#i was literally just talkin to a friend about charles being an unattainable dating sim option#NOOOO STOPPP i wish i could make a dating sim so bad .. ive tried a couple times but#never got past the planning stage. i always thought too hard bout it vjevljevlkea#please i just wanna put charas in silly dating sim scenarios ... i could just go the Choose Your Own Adventure Fic route ig..#BUT THE VISUALS !!! I NEED VISUALS#i need to make those hd stills yk what i mean#AND THE SPRITES...... im sorry making a dating sim sounds so fun but im so lazy#im gonna giggle and kick my feet imagining it tho ....#in the Hypothetical X-Men Dating Sim erik should be that Unlockable path you get after playing the game ninety times#and then you cant even date him anyway ....... he devoted to charles ...#erik x f!reader hcs He Leaves You For A Man type shit đ#ending the post now so i dont just ramble for ninety minutes about an x-men dating sim that'll never come to be#nay im gonna go back to watchin evolution ...... they be giving me HANK CENTRIC episodes with WOLFSBANE IN THEM#AND BOBBYYYYYYY i love evolution this show IS the best holy damn.....
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Part 1 of this thing that doesnât actually have a steady flow
But wouldnât it be so funny that the guy you get along with just fine is the brother of the guy that you feel like wanting to shower after making eye contact? Because I think it is
Apologies for the weird colors I did my best with the lighting I have đ§ââïž
#Vash and Wolfwood share an arts optional major#major??? SUBJECT OANEMW#Vash needed the credits and WW wanted to learn after a kid at the orphanage asked if he would be able to teach him how to draw#he saw it was possible for him to take it so he squished it in. he then found out how bad he is at painting big he does his best#and Vash helps him becasue he finds it awesome how a teaching/education major is trying to expand on his field#so he is always encouraging and patient. even if they like very different artistic movements#I also imagine WW being super organized with his notes#he is a generally organized person but he did not care about notes in his previous major#now his motivation are the kids so he really is putting the effort this time.they arenât flashy but they look neat and do the work just fine#I also think he knows that those two HAVE to be related but is in severe denial until two weeks later after meeting Vash this happens#trigun#vash the stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#trigun stampede#vashwood#trigun fanart#vash#wolfwood#nicholas trigun#Nai saverem#millions knives#Trigun Uni! AU#lenssi draws#pen!
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#tumblr polls#polls#my polls#random polls#random poll#yay or nay?#incognito polls#smash or pass#poll#dreams#existence#sleep#scenarios#imagination
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What a manipulative piece of shit
#Trigun#Trigun Stampede#Tristamp#Nice bi lighting btw#I empathize so much with Knives and his trauma#But my boy handles it in the worst most horrific ways imaginable dude#One thousand years of therapy for YOU#No wonder Vash ended up this way smh#(No wonder Nai ended up this way too but STOP THE CYCLE OF ABUSERS I BEG)
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you as robby keenes girlfriend (idea from @hqkalon )
#runa âïž writes#nai under my bed rn.#cobra kai#cobra kai x y/n#cobra kai x you#cobra kai x reader#cobra kai playlist#robby#robby keene x reader#robby keene x y/n#robby keene x you#robby x reader#robby cobra kai#robby keene#robby x you#robby keene headcanons#robby keene imagine
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I feel like the watchers god mad at Jimmy for not dying first last time and now theyâre trying to drag him into being the first one out. It was a fluke and they really arenât letting it happen again.
#the life series#wildlife#jimmy solidarity#solidaritygaming#traffic smp#holy shit this session was stressful#I canât imagine what it was like playing#also chat do we want the canary curse to make a comeback#yay or nay?
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Hi how are you? I hope youre ok. i love youre blog and wanted to ask if you could write nightmare comfort because i have them like every night and they end in really bad panic attacks i just need comfort đ„Č
With wolfwood and vash and if you want to million knives
you dont have to.
have a nice day <3
btw sorry for my bad englisch đ
Hi! Iâm doing well, just trying to get through the week lol Iâm sorry for your nightmares! Thatâs no fun, I hope this is nice and comforting. And I low key been wanting to write for Million Knives because heâs usually my type lol pretty, psycho, mass murderer ya know the usual type! I'm not kidding I'm a Dabi apologist; don't think I won't turn into a Knivesâ one. Man, I really do be exposing myself on this blog. Also, this is my first time writing for Knives so apologies, also of course his part was the longest.Â
'Sweet dreams are made of this'
Vash, Nichalous D Wolfwood, and Million Knives (separate) comforting you after a nightmare.
Vash:Â
You awoke with a silent scream, for a second you didn't recognize where you were your heart still racing. Then it was slowly coming back to you, looking around you noticed you were in a hotel room, thatâs right the group had stopped at the little motel for the night. You glanced over beside you, and let out a sigh of relief.
And Vash was right there, sound asleep, his back facing you. Placing a hand over your heart, you were glad you didn't wake him God knew he needed his sleep, the man was usually a light sleeper, but he admitted one night that when he slept in a bed with you, he was more content. It was sweet and definitely didn't make your heart race.Â
You lay back down, everything is fine, you are safe, Vash is safe and you are sure the others are fine in their own rooms. Okay back to bed, you don't know how long you lay there staring up at the ceiling. With a sigh you turn towards Vash, you don't really want to wake him for such a silly reason.
Reaching your hand out slowly you grip the back of his shirt between his shoulder blades. You call his name; your heart skips a beat as he stirs. âWhat is it?â he says with a yawn, your voice catching in your throat embarrassed. âNothing sorry just go back to sleep.â You say quickly, dropping your hand. âHey wait.â he shuffles around to face you; he looks tired but his gaze is focused on you. You blush, âI had a nightmare.â You admitted shyly, Vash reaches out a hand and rest it against your cheek. âCome here.â you don't need to be told twice, you moved forward wrapping your arms around Vash as his own arms settle around you. You could hear his heartbeat from where your head lay on his chest, slow, steady, safe.Â
Vash ran his fingers through your hair, and you were glad he wasnât asking any questions you didnât want to talk about it anyway. Feeling safe and protected, you relaxed even more into his hold. You knew sleep would come much easier now, you smiled when you felt Vash press a gentle kiss to the top of your head. Everything would be fine now.
Wolfwood:
âFuck!â You awoke sharply, your hands going to your head. You forced yourself to breathe, the night air was cool against your skin and it felt good. You settled back on your back looking up at the stars.
You were shaking, placing your hands on your face you tried to control your breathing. You sigh your probably not going to get any more sleep. Placing your hands at your side you watch the sky, glancing over at your companion you are surprised to see Wolfwood awake and watching the stars.Â
âYou good?â His voice startles you, at first you are speechless, but he turns to look at you with a raised brow. You sigh, âitâs stupid, just go back to sleep.â You say your tone was dismissive, it was silly. The nightmares were annoying at this point. âSorry I woke you.â Turning on your side in the sleeping bag, you force your eyes close.Â
Wolfwood scoffs at you, hearing him shuffle around a bit. âYou didnât wake me, get up.â He shoves your shoulder; you roll your eyes sitting up and turning to him. Your face flushed heâs way too close, and you lean back a bit. âSeriously Nico it was nothing.â You donât want to talk about this, you watch him light a smoke. He passes you one, and with a sigh you take it. He offers you a light, but you donât take it just holding the unlit cigarette between your fingers.
The two of sitting in silence, honestly you're glad for this. He doesnât ask you any questions, âthanks.â You whisper, too shy to look at him. He chuckles, âfor what?â your gaze softens as you look at him, you rest your arms over your knees and let out a light laugh.
âFor being here.â You smirk, when he looks away stubbing out the cigarette in the sand. You watch the tips of his ears turn red; Nicholas was always nervous when you went soft on him. But you loved making him blush, he flustered you so much it was only fair to return the favor.
Scooting closer to the man, you lean your head on his shoulder. Sitting right beside him now, Wolfwood doesnât say anything. He also doesnât look at you as he lifts an arm to wrap around your shoulders to bring you to his side. You close your eyes smiling contently, there is no place youâd rather be.Â
Million Knives:
The screaming you realize is your own voice, you slap your hands over your mouth to cut the sound your heart racing it feels like it's going to burst from your chest. The silence in your room is loud, only your rapid heartbeat and harsh breaths fill the space. Fuck you briefly wonder if you woke anyone up, you hope not⊠some of the others had quite the temper.Â
With a sigh, you force yourself out of the bed, and out of your room it's too suffocating. With no real destination in mind, you let your hand trail on the wall as you walk down the pristine hallway. As you continue to walk thatâs when you hear the first sounds of a piano. The song is familiar of course, and you know who is playing.Â
You wonder if you should continue, interrupting Knives could be a death sentence for some. But the thought of going back to bed, to sleep, makes your stomach twist painfully. So, you continue trying not to think too hard when you step into the grand room. The music is louder here of course, now that youâve reached its source.Â
Standing there watching, youâre sure he already knows you are there. But you don't speak out of turn, âWhat.â his voice is curt, but not angry you take it as a sign to continue. âI had a nightmare, and I heard you playing.â you found being honest, and blunt with Knivesâ was easier. He hated when people skirt around their words, youâre a little embarrassed about what you admitted to, but your heart skips a beat when he gestures you over with a wave of his hand.Â
Approaching carefully, you stand off to the side he removes his hood your blood runs cold when he looks at you with a sly grin, âA nightmare?â he coos it at you mockingly, this was a bad idea you should have turned around, the moment you heard the keys of the piano. You nod, watching as he pats the bench, you know he's telling you to sit not asking.Â
You do, trying not to show any emotion, you couldn't ever get a read on him, A part of you knew you should be afraid, and maybe the rational side of you was, but right now? You were tired. He looks at you expecting an answer, âYes, I get them often.â you meet his gaze shyly, and he lets out a âhumâ turning back to the keys and resting his hands on them not playing. âYou humans fear so easily, even in sleep you can't escape it.âÂ
Your hands clench in your lap, Knives begin to play now a softer melody one you haven't heard, you look at him in surprise but his face gives nothing away. The tune is comforting, and you can feel it lulling you to sleep. âGo ahead sleep, nothing will harm you here.â Not thinking of the consequences, you lean your head on Knives shoulder, he continues playing as the song lulls you to sleep.
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feeling better now?
pairingâââsim jaeyun x gn!reader
tagsâââfluff, reader has a nephew and they are babysitting him together, jake gets jealous over a toddler, established relationship, a lot of kissing!, 1.1k words, unedited
âdo you think heâs trying to say my name?â jake asks.
you shrug. âiâm not sure.â an amused smile forms on your lips as you watch the toddler try to climb up your lap.
the toddler, leo, is your cousinâs son, whom youâve been entrusted by your cousin to babysit. the one-year-old has been incoherently babbling non-stop for the last few minutes, while jake, your beloved boyfriend, has been trying to decipher his words as he does so. âare you saying jake, leo? can you say jake?â you ask sweetly.
leo looks up at you when he realizes the question is directed at him. his big, brown, doe eyes bore into yours as a beat of silence passes. then he blinks once and continues on prattling.
jake frowns at him. âhow about y/n? can you say y/n?â he prompts.
ây/n!â leo exclaims, throwing his chubby arms up and grinning wildly. you and jake panic for a moment when he stumbles, your arms getting thrown out in all directions to block his fall. leo only giggles when you barely catch him before he falls backward, while you and jake both simultaneously let out a relieved sigh.
while adorning a smile that puts his dimples on display, leo blinks up at you innocently. your heart melts at the sight, and with a single swoop, you bring leo into your arms and trap him in a hug. âgotcha!â you exclaim, which prompts him to giggle wildly.
the doorbell rings, âiâll get it,â jake announces before rushing to open the door.
leo grabs onto your clothes as he makes an attempt to stand on his own. âthatâs probably your mama, leo! you wanna see mama?â you ask, still keeping your hands near him in case he stumbles again.
his eyes sparkle excitedly. âmama!â
you smile at him and take that as your cue to pick him up and follow jake to the door. reaching the doorway, you see jake opening the door to reveal your cousin. âleo!â she grins, waving at her son.
leo mirrors her, grinning as he makes grabby arms at her. you make haste to pass him to your cousin, who immediately takes him in his arms. âi missed you, angel.â
you stand beside jake, letting him rest his hand on your waist as both of you watch leo nuzzle his small face into his motherâs neck. âthanks for watching him, you two,â says your cousin, returning her attention back to you and jake.
âitâs no big deal. we loved having him here. right, jake?â
jake nods, his hair bouncing as he does.
âwe better go and get you,â your cousin pokes leoâs belly, evoking a laugh from him, âhome now. you wanna kiss them goodbye, leo?â
without a verbal answer, leo leans forward clumsily, and you push jake a little to signal for him to lean down. jake grins when his tiny lips successfully land on one of his cheeks, muttering a quick âbye, leoâ when the toddler pulls away.
leo doesnât wait for a second longer before he starts leaning toward your direction, so you quickly steer your own head to make it easier for him. youâre unable to hold back a smile when leo successfully kisses your cheek, warming your heart in effect. you return the favor, kissing him on his cheek. leo shrieks happily, arms reaching up to touch his face. you laugh softly at his reaction.
âalright. thanks again, you two.â your cousin smiles. leo parrots his mom, waving his arm around in an attempt to wave goodbye. there is another round of goodbyes that ensued before they finally get in their car.
as you close the front door behind you, you notice jakeâs unusually quiet disposition. you glance at him, only to spot a slight pout in his lips. âjake,â you call out. âwhatâs wrong?â
âhuh?â he faces you. ânothing.â
âyouâre quiet. somethingâs wrong.â
ânothingâs wrong.â
the moment you get near him, he lets you wrap your hands around his forearms. you search his face for any clues but he doesnât let up. his plump lips are pursed while his dark brown eyes continue to waver and wander everywhere else but you. âcome on, tell me.â
he finally lets his eyes meet yours. âpromise me you wonât laugh.â
you free a hand to reach up and brush away the hair that was partly covering his eyes. âi promise.â
jake purses his lips again. âyouâve been giving him more attention than me.â
you cock your head to the side. âwho?â
âleo.â
once you hear your nephewâs name tumble out of jakeâs pouty lips, you laugh. however, when the corner of your boyfriendâs lips start to tug into a frown, youâre quick choke it back and fake a few coughs in an attempt to cover it up.
âyou said you wouldnât laugh!â jake whines. he squirms and tries to move away from you but your tender hands keep him in his place.
âyou got jealous over a toddler?â
jake hates how youâre grinning mockingly. he wishes he could take his words back. but itâs true. youâve been spending most of the day looking after leo, and had barely batted an eye about him. âi know itâs stupid-â
âitâs not stupid.â you grin, hands traveling up and down his forearms in an attempt to soothe his grumpiness. âitâs cute.â
jake huffs. clearly your attempt did not work. âstop lying. youâre holding back a laugh right now.â
you are still grinning. now youâre grinning at the sight of jakeâs ears turning red. âbecause itâs cute,â you say, in a-matter-of-fact way. âyouâre cute.â
his bottom lip was about to jut out when you lean in to quickly peck his lips. itâs astoundingâââhow after all this time of dating him, you still manage to catch jake off-guard.
as you pull away, jake catches you smiling amusedly. he is immediately brought back to his feelings of childish envy towards his girlfriendâs nephew. âagain,â he demands, with the pout back on his lips.
you shake your head, chuckling before you bring him in for another kiss.
and then another.
and then another one for good measure.
but to jakeâs dismay, the kisses stop.
âfeeling better now?â you tease.
he hums, dazed eyes still trained on your lips. âone more.â
his resolute answer and the finality of his tone, and of course, along with the undeniable attractive force between your lips, causes you to crash your lips into his again. this time, it was far from fleeting. jake has his hands firmly on your lips while yours are tousling the back of his hair. your lips move together in a slow rhythm, one that makes it harder for you to pull away. and when you do, youâre breathless.
âdefinitely better now.â
you laugh, both at his words and at the sight of his swollen lips. and then you kiss him again.
âokay,â jake says, in between kisses, âbe honest now, it was stupid wasnât it?â
âmaybe a little.â
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nagas are the most fuckable monster . to me !!!
#perhaps thats bc i can imagine my faves as nagas so easily....nai and getou.........#tomura.....ran.........#shouto................#vicspeaks
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#imagine if I did requests again#Yay or nay???#wouldnât that be crazy#but idk if my blog is active enough đ#alfredosauce50#update#my thoughts
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Cowboy Nai!! đ€ đȘ
#honestly had a blast designing a cowboy knives akskkf#based him off of Clint eastwoodâs iconic look in a fistful of dollars#post max nai fading into a cowboy existence#Iâd like to imagine that heâd find that bright red kerchief in a shop or itâd be a piece of vashâs jacket and itâd make him cry#nai#knives#millions knives#knives millions#hundreds spoons#knives trigun#trigun#nai trigun#trigun fanart#post max knives#I do enjoy his hair in the stampede design so I wind up always drawing that version of him#knives tristamp#renardsruses#renardsrusesart#my art
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