#now I wanna go to this smaller cozy one

[haruchuiyo]

I feel like going out today to a bookshop AGAIN

[softieyuume]

Cozy Morning 

✿ Sylus x fem!reader

✿ He's not much of a morning person, unless you're with him.

✿ pure fluff.

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The quiet weekend morning was something of a luxury for Sylus who was so used to being busy, running his faction and everything. Today, however, all he wished to do was stay cooped up in his hotel room and spend his morning idly lying on his back with you lying on his chest, your head tucked under his chin.

“Hey, Sy..?”

The sound of your voice broke the comfortable silence, and Sylus's gaze, previously focused on the ceiling, shifted down to look at you.

"Mmh? What is it, sweetie?"

You looked up at him, your cheek pressed against his chest as your soft eyes gazed into his filled with affection for the crimson eyed man. "I love you."

Sylus's gaze softened, filled with a tenderness he only showed to the woman in his arms. Hearing those words, he felt a flutter in his heart, and his hand immediately came to rest on the crown of your head, fingers gently running through your soft locks.

"Hm. I love you too." He responded, his gaze returning to the ceiling as he wrapped his strong arms around you. Giving you a gentle squeeze, enjoying the feeling of your body against his. "Anything else you wanted to say or were you just being clingy again?"

You chuckled softly, nuzzling your cheek against his chest as you let out a small sigh, your eyes slowly fluttering close in contentment. "Just wanna say I love you, that's all."

Sylus's lips tugged into a small smile at your admission, his fingers continuing to run through your hair, gently massaging your scalp. "Is that so?"

He shifted slightly so you were pulled flushed against him, one of his legs hooked over yours, effectively trapping you within his hold.

"You've been so clingy lately," He continued, his smirk evident in his voice. "Miss me that badly this weekend, hm?"

You chuckled at his words, wrapping an arm around his chest as you made yourself comfortable in his embrace. "Maybe I just like spending time with you."

You paused for a moment before adding, "Plus, you have the best chest to lie down on."

At your words, Sylus let out an amused scoff, his chest puffed proudly.

"Is that all I am to you now?" He joked, he tightened his hold on you, pulling you even closer against him, his large frame dwarfing your smaller one. "Just a body pillow to lie upon?"

You giggled at his words, snuggling playfully against him, a sly smile played upon your lips.

"Hmm, not just a body pillow," You teased, your fingers tracing a gentle path over his pecs. "You're also a personal heater, human shield, and extremely talented stress reliever."

Sylus chuckled, a low, amused rumble in his chest at your words. Your fingers tracing over his pecs sent a small shiver through him and he immediately took your hand in his, effectively ceasing your soft caresses.

"You're far too cheeky," He muttered, bringing your hand up to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss against your knuckles. "One day your smartass mouth will land you in trouble, you know."

Your smirk widened at his words, your head tilting to the side as your sparkling gaze met his amused ones.

"But that's part of my charm," You replied, your tone teasing as you booped his nose playfully. "You wouldn't want me any other way, would you?"

Sylus's expression softened, his gaze drifting to the ceiling once more. He knew you were right, no matter how much your sass and back-talk annoyed him sometimes, he wouldn't have you any other way, ever.

"No, I suppose not," He admitted with a slight shrug, his fingers going back to idly playing with your hair, he gave you a gentle squeeze. "You can be quite a brat, though."

"A brat that you love," You teased back, sticking out your tongue at him. Shifting slightly in his embrace, you pressed your body more firmly against his, savoring the warmth of his body and the steady thump of his heartbeat against your ear. Your fingers resumed their gentle caresses over his chest, tracing invisible patterns on his skin.

Sylus rolled his eyes, the corners of his lips twitching upwards at your playful gesture.

"Unfortunately," He quipped, the word carrying a hint of affectionate amusement. His free hand came to rest on the curve of your hip, his thumb gently tracing circles over your skin through the fabric of your clothes.

The feel of you pressing against him, your cheek resting on his chest, your fingers tracing over his skin, all of it just made him want to cling to you a little tighter.

After a while of laying in each other's embrace, you and Sylus remained quiet. The room was filled with a comfortable silence, broken only by the sound of their breathing. 

Sylus's fingers continued to idly run through your hair as he held you close against him, feeling a sense of peace and contentment wash over him. With a soft smile, he gently placed a kiss on the top of your head before closing his eyes and basking in the warmth of your presence.

As his lips gently pressed against your head, a small smile tugged at your lips. You snuggled even closer, feeling a sense of comfort and security in his arms.

You relaxed in his embrace, your own hand coming to rest on his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart. Your eyes drifted shut as you savored the moment. The peaceful silence, the warmth of his body against yours, the soothing rhythm of his breaths. It was moments like these that you treasured the most.

Time seemed to stand still as they laid together in the serene room. The world outside their small sanctuary faded away. It was just the two of them, wrapped up in their own bubble of love and closeness. 

[indigo-flowers09]

I absolutely love these designs! and was just wondering what inspired them? I'm curious of what the plot's about, since everyone's species swapped

why not answer this question with another ref sheet(?) :3

I’d like to say, first and foremost, thank you very much for the love 🫶 i love getting asks and requests, these sillies live in my brain and drawing them is their rent

Second, i’m probably gonna keep plot talk on the DL unless i decide not to make a comic! Sorry :,3

Last but not least, inspirations. hooo boy this is a doozy

Firstly i wanna say i was inspired to make a comic specifically because of older ut comic dubs (Christmas party, handplates, Aftertale, etc) along with Scott Pilgrim and @akanemnon’s Twin Runes comic! (check them out i love twin runes a lot!!!)

The idea for the au is really just “What if the humans were monsters and the monsters were humans?” or, also “what if the (former) monsters were on the surface and the (former) humans were underground?” Classic Overtale plot!

Going in order, starting with AXIS, he’s actually one of the newest designs! i made him in my german class last week („•v•„U ) I wanted Axis to have a design change but remain a robot, maybe being more humanoid due to being made by a human! Changed his pipes and light bulb into what resembles hair and his wheel into roller blades!

Next up, Ceroba! i’ll be honest, i really don’t like Cerobas canon design that much. Love the colors but the short skirt and boots are not it, especially if she’s intended to be a more traditional japanese character. Like she’s not a magical girl, she’s in her 30’s?? Anywho, i made her prominently orange instead of pink (again, magical girl) along with lightening natural hair due to age and stress!

Clover. Clover Clover Clover!!! what do i even say about this precious little pup?! :3

I guess i could start with them being a Kitsune, of course, being switched with the Ketsukanes. Seeing as Ceroba is a mother and is often portrayed as taking a motherly role to clover, i figured a kitsune would fit them nicely! Along with being a cute, fun to draw, and curious troublemaker! I always like to remind myself that Clover’s just a kid.

Next up, Star! or, in this au, Stanley Sterling, the performative sheriff of a humble little town! i decided to switch up his poncho a little, for the sake of changing his design, gave him chaps (i like to call em pantaloons hoohoo!) and teal tassels for days! He’d prolly know more about cowboys than canon Starlo because, yknow, he lives on the surface!

Ah Martlet, or now, Marlette! but most just call her Marley. She has ~4 different outfits planned, a cozy, aviator style one for “Snowdin”, a sleeveless shirt with her flannel round her waist and a bandana for “the Dunes” and that flannel over her shoulders for “New Home”! along with a tee and pj’s for the epilogue. Her outfit is easy to manipulate so it only stays the same so often. Also, talon boots! ;]

And Dalv! Poor fella stayed a monster for the plot 😿 but i changed his design so he’s got a jacket similar to the one he has in Snowdin in uty but a whole lot smaller lol, along with a Batty pendant, a red vest and shoes and carved down horns! poor fella :(

Feel free to ask questions about these guys i am more than pleased to talk about them

[marvelobsessed134]

Ok I got a Peter Steele one

Innocent female reader encounters Peter who’s a vampire and chooses her to be his mate but she tries to run away

Be my druidess

This is part of my spooky summer series! You can access the masterlist here

This is probably one of the longest fics I’ve ever written on here it took me 3 days to write lol

Pairings: Vampire!Peter Steele x Innocent!Fem!Reader

Warnings: absolutely FILTHY, yes I mention how large he is a lot but I mean COME ON, reader is obviously smaller than him, reader is a virgin, bleeding during sex, marking, biting (hes a vampire duh), kidnapping, dub/non con, Peter being sexy idk, he lives in a gothic vampiric castle 😍

The day started out simple enough. You got up and went to the coffee shop before school. When you got your order and started to make your way out of the establishment, you bumped into a very muscular and very tall man. He was at least 6’8 with long black hair and beautiful green eyes. You felt a little nervous around him he was huge and albeit very majestic.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to see you there little mouse.” His deep voice said.

You cranked your neck to look up at him, “It’s okay it was just an accident.” You said, your voice sweet and soft.

And man, did you smell good.

“I just hope I didn’t hurt you. I’m Peter.” The raven haired man held out his large hand and you placed yours inside it. His larger hand practically swallowed your small one. “You didn’t I promise. I’m Y/n, it’s nice to meet you Peter.”

Oh god, you were so polite.

Peter shook your hand and let go, flashing you a smile before saying, “Well, I don’t want to keep you from wherever you’re going.”

“School. I’m going to school.” You smiled.

Oh, you must be young.

You bid your farewell before walking out of the coffee shop. Peter watched you make your way onto the streets of Brooklyn.

You were young, sweet, and innocent.

Just perfect for him.

Later in the night, you were walking home from a long day studying at the library after school. You couldn’t wait to go home and fall asleep in your small but cozy bed, when you could’ve sworn someone was following you. But when you looked around no one was there so you shrugged it off.

As you continued walking you heard other footsteps behind you and they were getting quicker and quicker. You started to walk a little faster, before you were pulled into an alleyway.

Pressed against the brick wall of a building, you tried to scream but a large hand covered your mouth. “Don’t scream, darling. You don’t want to make this difficult for me.” The familiar deep voice said.

“Peter?” You asked, but it was muffled by his hand. Peter chuckled lowly, “Yes, it’s me, Y/n.”

“Let me go please. I don’t know what you want from me but…I only have five dollars in my pocket.” You said, trying to get your voice loud enough for him and anyone else to hear against his palm.

“Oh baby, I don’t wanna take your money. I just want you, my love. I think you’ll be the perfect bride for me.” Your eyes widened at his words. Bride?

Suddenly he opened his mouth and you screamed against his hand when you saw he had fangs. He’s a vampire.

“Vampire!” Was all you could muster out.

“You’re so smart, Y/n. Now let me mark you, make you mine forever.” Suddenly as he was about to mark you on your neck you wriggled out of his hold and started to book it down the street. Part of you wanted to see what was going to happen with the handsome man but the logical part of you told you to run.

So you ran, and ran. Thinking you lost him you took a little stop to catch your breath. But that happened to be the biggest-or best-mistake of your life. Because a strong arm hooked around your waist and lifted you up so easily. Peter snapped his fingers and suddenly you found yourself in a fancy dark black and red bedroom that looked like the inside of a castle.

“Where am I? Where did you take?” You cried.

“My castle. Well, it’s our castle now my love.” He was so calm about this.

You pushed him with all your might but it didn’t seem to do anything. His eyes darkened and he grabbed your arms and put them to your side, “Behave.” He warned.

You felt a sensation in between your legs and was very embarrassed about it. Peter noticed you shift in attitude and chuckled, “Did that turn you on, darling? Me telling you to behave?”

You looked down at your feet, blushing. Not wanting to give him an answer. But Peter knew, he was a vampire after all and had advanced senses. He could smell your arousal.

The vampire tilted your chin up with his index finger, “I know you’re wet. I can smell it.”

Your eyes widened in shock and you tried to back away, but he roughly grabbed you and whispered aggressively in your ear, “Try and run one more time. You won’t succeed. I will always catch you.” It sent a shiver down your spine and you nodded slowly, tears pricking your eyes.

“Come over here baby.” Peter said and he less you to the black and red gothic canopy bed, sitting both of you down next to each other.

He caressed your face softly and leaned in to kiss you, passionately. You’ve never been kissed before so you didn’t know how to react but you tried your best. When the raven haired man pulled away he stroked your cheek, “You’re so beautiful. I knew you’d be the perfect bride for me.” There he went, using that word. Bride.

A dark evil smile took over him, “Now…where was I?” He retracted his fangs again and laid you down quickly so you couldn’t escape, and made the effort to put half-so he wouldn’t crush you to death-of his body weight to hold you in place when he licked a spot on hole neck before sinking his teeth deep inside.

You screamed in both pleasure and pain as he marked you. Mated you.

“Now you’re mine…forever.” He chuckled lowly before kissing you again, then moving down to your neck kissing the spot he bit. He ripped your shirt off with ease, along with your thin bra, exposing your breasts. The larger man groped the soft mounds in his large hands, tweaking your nipples in the process.

“Ooh-“ you hissed at the new sensation.

“You like that?”

You nodded and he continued to kiss down your bare torso before reaching the waistband of your skirt. He kissed the skin right above it before pulling it down along with your soaked panties.

“Fuuuck, you’re so soaked.” You cried out when he licked a bold stripe up your folds and started to flick his tongue on your clit.

“Oh my god! Peter!”

Peter held your soft thighs with his hands as he ate you out like you were his last meal.

“Mmm- mm- I’m gonna-“ you couldn’t even finished your sentence when you felt the coil snap inside of you, releasing your juices all over the man’s face. You were a moaning mess as you moaned and cried out. Peter happily licked you up before standing up to pull his shirt and pants off. Your eyes widened at the size of his dick.

“That’s supposed to go inside me?” You asked nervously.

“It’ll be okay, I promise, darling.” Soon your head was resting on the pillow and you were in missionary position, holding onto the vampire’s shoulders as he slowly pushed inside of you. Your screams echoed through the castle walls.

“Holy fuck you’re tight.” He rolled his eyes back in ecstasy as he continued to enter you, putting all 11 inches inside. He let you adjust to his size before he started to thrust into you.

When he looked down to see a little bit of blood from your pussy he immediately scooped it up with his finger and licked it clean, moaning at the taste of your sweet plasma.

Your cries and screams turned into those from pleasure, rolling your eyes back as Peter repeatedly hit your G spot.

“You’re so pretty and tight. So small and sweet I can’t wait to spend eternity with you.” His words took you over the edge as you clenched around him before cumming once again. The raven haired man had to hold himself back a little bit so he had time to pull out before he came.

Finally, he pulled out and finished on your tummy. Then he scooped up his own cum with his finger and put it to your mouth, “Open.” You did as he said, opening your mouth and allowing him to insert his cum covered digit. You sucked and licked it clean.

“Good girl. Now, this might hurt a little bit.” And he bit you once again.

To turn you into his vampire bride.

[strrykais]

lie with you - not a date 📖

word count 1k.? (i lost track)

jisung was shitting bricks. he rarely has people come into his sanctuary, and much less girls. he has only had a total number of 3 girls in here. one his mom, two his ex and the last was you.

you made jisung really nervous, he fully couldn’t understand why. he kind of just pinned it on his social anxiety and went along his day. you were always so kind to him and you never really pushed him to do things that made him uncomfortable. in all honesty it started the day yall got stuck in the elevator. thats when the little feeling in his stomach started to form.

so with 7:30 creeping up on him, jisung is pacing the apartments living room trying to calm his beating heart.

“ji you okay? you look like you are gonna throw up.” donghyuck says walking out the smush room getting it ready for his one nighter.

“yeah im fine.” jisung quickly dismisses donghyuck wiping his sweaty hands on the front of his jeans.

“don’t be so nervous its just yn. you will be fine.” he says patting his hand on jisungs shoulder. “its almost 7:30 you should probably head down there.”

“yeah you are right. it will be fine!” jisung wasnt so convinced. grabbing his belongings, he ops to take the stairs to buy him some more time before he had to face the music.

the knock on the door doesn’t even catch you by surprise. jisung was always punctual, so when you opened the door the wind blowing the small pieces of your hair back, you give a bright smile to jisung on the other side.

“come in, let me grab my jacket. im not sure how cold you keep it in the studio!” you say with a big smile of excitement. you loved that jisung was letting you into his art life. you wanted to show him you cared so of course when he offered the opportunity to see his studio you couldnt say no.

the walk to jisung’s studio was quiet, but in a calming way. jisung was too focus on not making a fool of himself. he was worried he would say the wrong thing and have you running for the hills. but he knew you would never especially when you basically watched him embarrass himself in the elevator last time.

you were more focus on your boyfriend, he hasn’t messaged you back since you told him you were helping out a friend. was he upset? mad at you? you weren’t sure why. you both could of been together tonight but when work calls he always answers. before you could go further into self doubt jisungs smooth voice pulls you out.

“im sorry were you saying something?” you asked. jisung gives you a small smile, pointing up at the skies the beautiful reds, pinks and blues mixing. “my favorite part of the day, its always been my favorite to paint.”

“crazy because this is my favorite time too. right before the stars come out.” jisung gives out a breathy laugh leading the both of you to what you assume is the studio.

it was a lot smaller than you envisioned it, in the corner sat a desk with scattered sketches and charcoal. on the other was an unfinished painting of a beautiful sunset.

“its cozy in here” you say breathing in the smell of the chemicals of the paint he had left out which now was hard as rock stuck to the palette.

you continued to walk around the studio jisung close behind. the last of the sun shinning through the large windows showing the outside world. you suddenly stop, causing jisung to slightly bump into you. he mumbles out a sorry but you didn’t hear him your eyes caught something.

“you haven’t used the paintbrushes i got you? they are nice you should use them!” you say reaching out to softly touch the bristles.

rubbing the back of his neck, jisung nervously laughs. “yeah i didnt want to ruin something like this. it was from you and i wanna treasure it.”

you smile at him “its a gift for you to use, if you really mess them up that bad ill just get you some new ones okay?”

“promise?” jisung helds out his pinky. you glance down at his much larger hand and wrapped your smaller pinky around his “promise.”

jisung smiled and lead you to the desk of unfinished charcoal drawing, “im working on shadowing with charcoal wanna be model” he says looking at you while you stare at the beautiful drawings he had laid around.

“yeah how do you want me.” you perked up ready to listen to whatever jisung said. ears turning red, he leads you to a stool and sits you down.

you guys hung out well past midnight chatting and playing around in his studio. he showed you the art in mastering charcoal drawings and on the way home you showed him the star constellations in the sky.

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a/n : i was eating in the first half… maybe writing isnt for me. this was kinda bad….

tags : @onlyhyunjin

[hitmewithsomebooks]

@jegulus-microfic Jan 31 - lock

Cowboy James

1,333 words

NSFW, explicit-ish, mostly just touchy

First part Previous part

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It took James not a minute to snatch Regulus's phone from Sirius's back pocket. As the cowboy had predicted, the bartender didn't even notice. James wasted no time grabbing a giggling Regulus by the waist and leading him out to his truck.

The entire ride, James was playing with Regulus's curls, his thighs, pulling him over for kisses.

"Keep your eyes on the road!" Regulus scolded, but it was only half-hearted, with a tipsy smile. James just smirked, one hand on the wheel, the other on Regulus's thigh.

When they finally arrived at James's house, Regulus sighed, relieved to be able to get some fresh air. James's teasing on top of his alcohol intake had left him a bit flustered. But when he went to open the door, it was locked.

"James." He whined, partly because of the door and partly because the man had begun kissing his neck. The cowboy simply hummed against him, and Regulus huffed.

"Open the door."

James smiled.

"But it's so nice and cozy ‘n here." James murmured, and Regulus groaned.

"C'mon, just open it..." Regulus protested, pushing the cowboy away. He then leaned across James, trying to reach the lock. James blocked him, laughing, grabbing Regulus by the shoulders and positioning himself in the way. Regulus shuffled closer, crawling over the gear shift. He could almost reach the lock, but then James grabbed his wrists and began nuzzling his neck. Regulus faltered, and James took the opportunity to pull the smaller man into his lap, so Regulus was straddling those glorious jean-clad thighs.

"Mmm, ah could get used to this." James's voice rumbled, and Regulus rolled his eyes.

"Not much space in here."

"Don' need that much space, sugar. Ah wanna keep you close, anyhow." James remarked with a kiss, one that made Regulus forget about the truck for a moment. He leaned forward, trailing kisses down the to side of James's neck, where he began sucking and biting. James groaned, letting his head drop back against the seat. Regulus smirked against his skin, giving it one final nip as he reached over and unlocked the door. He was out of the truck in an instant, sprinting to James's front door.

"Oh you li'l shit." Regulus heard as James swung out of the truck, and he threw his head back and laughed. In a flash, James was on the porch in front of Regulus, backing him against the wall. Regulus couldn't contain his smile.

"Seems like quite a big house for just one man." He commented, gesturing to the house they were standing just outside of. James hummed against his neck, flicking his tongue over Regulus's pulse, whose breath stuttered.

"It's my parents' house."

Regulus couldn't help himself.

"Really? A grown man, and you still live with your parents?" He queried, and James narrowed his eyes at him.

"Durin' the summer t' help my pops with the farm, y'little brat." James replied, and Regulus grinned at him.

"Where are they now?"

"Visitin' some fam'ly friends. They won' be back tonight, don' you worry."

"Why would I worry?"

James leaned forward, biting Regulus's neck.

"Fancy li'l brat." He growled, finally backing them to his door and opening it. They stumbled inside, now reattaching their lips in another heated kiss. James pulled back to grab Regulus by the hand and lead him down the hall.

"Are we going to your childhood bedroom?" Regulus questioned, snickering slightly.

"Nah, they turned that into a st’rage space. This 's the guest bedroom." James answered as he swung the door open.

"Oh, and is this better?"

"Yup. Y'know why?"

"Why?" Regulus answered, eyebrow raised.

"Cuz it's gotta bigger bed." James murmured, pulling him into another kiss. They stumbled backward, the door swinging closed behind them, before the backs of James's knees hit into the bed, and he sat. He pulled Regulus right onto his lap, just like their position in the truck. Except this time, Regulus stayed put, and let James mouth at his neck and begin unbuttoning his shirt.

"Goddamn, y' really are sugar. Ah could jus' eat you up." James rumbled, kissing and sucking across Regulus's now bare chest. The younger man sighed, working on James's own shirt. The man paused his own actions, pulling his shirt by the neck and over his head, dislodging his hat. Regulus swiftly plucked it off the bed, placing it atop his own curls. When James looked up, his lips parted, taking in the sight that was Regulus wearing his hat.

"Well fuck me." He murmured, running a thumb along the brim, trailing down to Regulus's lips.

"That is the goal." Regulus hummed against his thumb, smirking. James pressed, shushing Regulus, who simply sucked the thumb into his mouth. Hazel eyes widened, pupils swallowing iris, and James licked his lips.

"Regulus. Can ah fuck you, please?" James groaned, and him saying Regulus's name like that made it even easier to say yes.

From there things progressed quickly, feverishly, clothing thrown haphazardly across the floor and praise whispered into mouths. Regulus was already falling apart as James whispered things like “you’re an angel,” “so good, so gorgeous,” and “baby, please let me.”

Soon Regulus was gasping as he sunk down onto James’s cock, both groaning as he bottomed out. They started off slow, savoring the feeling, James dragging his lips along Regulus’s shoulder, his fingers down his back. Soon they picked up the pace, though, until James was thrusting up into Regulus, the man’s thin fingers buried in James’s curls. James fell over the edge quicker than he’d have liked, the sight of Regulus riding him like a true cowboy, wearing his hat, too hot to handle. Regulus followed him, gasping and pulling James in for bruising kiss, before they collapsed onto the bed, falling asleep sprawled across one another.

*

It was mid-morning when Regulus woke up, blinking as he adjusted to the sunlight streaming in through the windows. He laid on a warm, strong arm, and rolled over to find a still very asleep James. His eyelashes cast pretty shadows on his tanned face, hair splayed across the pillow. Perfect lips parted just slightly, his sculpted chest rose and fell peacefully. After admiring the man for a good minute —or five— Regulus moved to get out of the bed. But strong arms wrapped around his torso, pulling him close again.

"I thought you were asleep." Regulus murmured, amused.

"Half 'sleep." James mumbled, face buried between Regulus's shoulders. Regulus chuckled.

“Ah felt y’ starin’ there, angel.” The cowboy murmured, and Regulus’s smile was giddy.

“And?”

“See anythin’ y’like?”

“Many things.”

James’s grip tightened slightly, nosing along Regulus’s neck fondly, pressed kisses at his nape. Regulus wriggled against him, trying to break free. It was a moot point, though, as the strong arms only tightened around him.

"Don' go..." James whined against him. "Stay here w’th me..."

"Stop talking, it tickles..." Regulus laughed, squirming again in the man's arms. He felt James's grin against his back. Then, a deft tongue darted out, tickling his skin. Regulus let out a little shriek, pushing against the arms keeping him trapped.

"If ya stop tryna leave, ah’ll stop ticklin' ya." James told his back, and Regulus huffed.

"Fine." The younger man groused, rolling his eyes even though the man couldn't see it, settling back against the strong body. The position wasn't exactly something he could complain about. He felt James smile against his back, then feather-light kisses up his spine, making him shiver.

"Wish ah could jus' keep y’locked up 'n my bed fr'ver." James mumbled, nuzzling Regulus's neck.

"That would be kidnapping." Regulus replied, but he settled into James's arms as he said it.

"Would it, now? You don' seem too reluctant to be here, sweet pea." James drawled, smoothing his hand down Regulus's side. The smaller man hummed, leaning into the touch.

"Case in point." James said triumphantly, and Regulus didn't have to look at his face to know he was pleased with himself.

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[greynatomy]

Hi, Captain

Maya Bishop x Fem!Reader

First Maya Bishop Fic!

I got this idea from a tiktok I saw yesterday, and immediately thought of writing this.

Let me know what you think!

-grey

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Maya and Andy arrived at an apartment building in the city. They were driving around in the aid car and were the closest to the location, so they were assigned to the case. They walked in to the lobby, walking up to the front desk.

“Hi, we got a non-emergency call at this location. Do you know who called?” Andy asked, looking around for anyone who could’ve needed help.

“That would be me.” You said, rolling your wheelchair closer to the two.

“Hey. I’m Captain Bishop and that’s Lieutenant Herrera. What seems to be the problem.”

“Oh, wow. They sent the big bosses. Uh, well sorry for calling, I just didn’t know what to do, but I just got back from a trip and the elevator is out of order and as you can see, stairs isn’t an option for me alone.”

“What floor are you on ma’am?”

“Just call me Y/N, no need to be formal, and it’s a long way up. I’m on the twenty-eighth floor.”

“Then you can just call me Maya.” She turns to look at Andy. “How do you wanna do this?”

“One of us can carry her and the other carries the chair?”

“Would you be comfortable with one of us carrying you?”

“As long as I get to my floor then I’d be fine with it.”

Now here you are, on the tenth floor, Maya carrying you on your back, Andy following behind with your chair.

“How are you doing Captain? Still going strong?”

“We trained for this, so I’m doing alright for now.”

“What about you back there?” You ask Andy, holding your arm tighter around Maya’s neck to look at Andy.

“I’m doing fine. Your chair is surprisingly very light.”

Eighteen floors later, Maya sets you down in your chair where you roll yourself to your door, the two firefighters following closely behind.

“Welcome to my humble abode. Would you like something to drink? Water, or a sports drink for some electrolytes? I’ll just give you guys both.”

“This is a very cozy place you for here.”

“It is. I’ve only just recently moved in a couple months ago.” Wheeling over to where they stand, looking out the windows, you hand them their drinks. “I can’t thank you both enough.”

“It’s no problem at all. But how are you gonna get back down?” Andy downs all her water.

“Don’t worry, they’ll have it done by tomorrow night. I have nowhere else to go before then.”

“We have to go, but it was great meeting you.”

“It was great meeting you too, Captain.”

———

Rolling your chair to the front of Station 19, you ring the doorbell. Seconds later, the door opens to a male firefighter.

“Hi, how can I help you?”

“Good morning. I was just wondering if Lieutenant Herrera and Captain Bishop are here?”

“Can I know what you need them for?”

“They helped me out yesterday with getting up to my apartment, so I thought I’d thank them properly with some homemade goodies.” You at, pointing to your lap that had one big box and two smaller boxes.

“They’re currently out in a call, but should be back soon. Why don’t you come in and wait inside.”

He holds the door open so you can roll yourself inside.

“Oh! This box here on the bottom is actually for all the firefighters. I didn’t wanna bring some goodies and leave everyone else out. Could you grab the Mr…”

He grabs the bottom box when you lift the other two off.

“Uh, Montgomery. But just call me Travis.”

“Okay, Travis. You can call me Y/N.”

“I’ll just bring this upstairs and be right back.”

———

Maya and the rest of the team file out of the fire truck, taking their heavy gear off, each doing their own thing. As she walks towards her office, she sees someone familiar.

“Y/N! What a surprise. What are you doing here?”

“Hi, Captain—”

“—Maya, please.” She interrupts you.

“Well, Maya, I just wanted to stop by to thank you and Andy properly. I’ve just—”

“Hey! Who’s this?” You’re interrupted once again, this time by the whole team walking in.

“Y/N! Hi.”

“Hi, Andy. I was just telling Maya I wanted to thank you both for yesterday and made some baked goodies.” You said, handing them a box each. “There’s a bigger box of them for the rest of the team that Travis brought upstairs.”

“Baked goodies?” Vic asked very excitedly, running up the stairs, other on her tow. “You’re the best!” She yelled out, followed by other ‘thank you’s’ from the team.

“Thank you Y/N.” Andy followed the others.

You and Maya were now left alone downstairs.

“Would you join me in my office? I’d like to ask you something.”

“Lead the way.”

Holding the door open, she lets you enter first, closing it behind her.

“I don’t know if this is unprofessional since I am currently on the job, but I wanted to know if you’d like to go on a date with me sometime? Hopefully tonight?” After not hearing an answer right away, Maya grew nervous. “Or, not. It- it’s okay, probably a stupid idea…”

As she’s nervously rambling, she doesn’t notice you staring amusingly at her with a smile. Deciding to put her out of her misery, you interrupt her.

“Maya!” She looks at you with wide eyes. “I would love to go on a date with you.”

“Great!” She clears her throat. “Uh, cool, cool, cool. That’s awesome. I’ll text you.” She opens her office door going out, then opening the front firehouse door, you following after her. “I will text you.”

“You would need my number for that.” You smirked.

“Right! Right. Uh, here.” She hands you her phone, hands a little shaky. “Could you put your number in. Thanks.”

Handing her phone back to her. “I’ll see you later Captain.” You said with a teasing smile, exiting the station to your car.

“See you later indeed.”

[fractualized]

Alright, so for those of you who aren't cursed with the need to keep up with the source material, here's the latest on the three Jokers concept from Batman #143.

So Zdarsky is asserting that the three Jokers are actually Joker's back-up personalities: a clown, a demon, and death. At least this doesn't run into the issues Johns' clown, comedian, and criminal had, with the implication that they acted as the main Joker in different time periods making less sense the more you thought about it. I think one is supposed to be the original Joker, because if not then when Bruce asked the magic chair who Joker is, it would've said four. (And going by this logic, if he asked who Batman was, it would've said two.)

I guess Joker Zur-En-Arrh-ing himself is better than him being three different people. Assuming that's what's going on here, and the Jokers fighting each other in the last issue was like, representative of an emotional battle. Bruce says in that same issue that he "confirmed Red Mask inadvertently created triplicates of the Joker," but maybe he knows it was more of a mental thing? Unless he means MULTIPLE triplicates and this nonsense is about to get even nonsensier.

Regarding the rest of it and the ✨revelation✨ that Joker is such a great Batman foe because he also received training from one of Bruce's mentors wowza... This feels like an example of taking a piece of your world-building and somehow using it to make the world feel smaller (in a disappointing way, not a cozy way). Right now I just wanna get back to the robot so I can forget as much of this as possible.

[playroom-sekaii]

ur hcs are just the best and i dont wanna be a bother)))): but do you mayb have any thoughts about tsukasa being just a little sickie baby. a baby who deserves all the care from wxs and kaito and saki and toya and and everyone in the world becsuse hes their little star ever . sniff .

Oooo, I've been rotating the idea of a little Tsukasa sickfic around in my head for a whileee, I guess now it's time I set some of those thoughts free, huh?

(Felt like making a paci edit for once, paci from here)

☆ He'll very much not want to admit that he's sick at first, he can't be, he's a star, he's a big kid, they never get sick! Plus, he doesn't wanna trouble anyone...when he was an actual kid, if he was sick he wouldn't get much more than the required attention from his parents in order to not risk passing it to Saki as well, even now that she's doing better he can't really get out of that mindset.

☆ The rest of WxS can probably tell that something's wrong, but he'll insist that he's fine, he's not small, and he's surely not sick! He tries to go about rehearsal like normal, but he just starts to feel worse and worse, and it's harder and harder to stay big, and eventually the poor kiddo just breaks down because it hurts and he feels icky and he wants this feeling to go away!

☆ The others immediately stop practice, their leader clearly not being up to it physically or mentally. They take him home and decide they're gonna take care of their little star! Emu gets him all tucked in nice and cozy, Rui makes him some warm tea in his sippy cup to help him feel better, and if he starts getting sleepy or fussy Nene sings him lullabies to help him get some rest.

☆ Tsukasa's very clingy while sick, something he usually represses, but now that he's smaller than ever it's clear as day. He needs at least one of the others with him at all times or he'll be a very sad and lonely little one, even if he's snuggled up with all of his plushies he wants them too! Even if he has more than one of them with him he'll be sad if someone leaves, even for a moment ("Where going Rui-nii?" "Oh, I was just going to get you some more medicine." "Oh... :'(" "I'll only be gone for a second baby, and you have Emu-nee and Ne-neechan here in the meantime!" "But want Rui-nii too :<")

☆ It's somewhat hard to get him to take medicine, it's yucky! They have to almost turn it into a game, no no, it's not medicine, it's a magical healing potion to help our little star feel better! He's more okay with it when they phrase it like that.

☆ When Saki gets home, Tsukasa tries to hide, he doesn't wanna get his Neechan sick! She and the other WxS members are eventually able to show him that it's alright, she'll be okay, and his troupemates go home while Saki's here to help her little brother! She dotes on him a lot, it's the least she can do for how much he helped her when she was sick as a child.

☆ At some point in the middle of the night, poor thing has a fever medicine nightmare, and wakes up terrified. He doesn't wanna bother the others or wake up Saki, so he manages to get the strength to go to the Sekai, where Kaito suddenly wakes up to find a very sick and scared little one. He takes him into the little nursery that he and the other Virtual Singers had set up backstage in their circus tent, and he gets him some warm milk and helps Tsukasa calm down from his nightmare. Once he starts feeling a bit better, he gives him a kiss on the forehead and sends him back to the real world, where he's able to sleep peacefully again.

☆ Since WxS still had practice for some of the next day, Saki and Toya decided that they were going to look after Tsukasa until they're free! Toya also wanted to pay him back for everything he did for him as a child, so while he's not as good at some of the aspects of taking care of a sick little one as the others are (Saki insisted on being the one to be in charge of cooking and such for him), he's as gentle and caring as anyone, singing soft lullabies to him and even bringing him a special new plushie to help him feel better.

☆ By the time he's all better (and also big again), Tsukasa is very, very grateful to the others for everything they did for him while he was sick, he even decides to put on a special thank you show for them, what better way for a star to express his gratitude after all!

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

I AGREE WITH THAT ANON- MOTH COAT!

I saw the tags on that post and now wanna see FL reacting to us wearing Tartar’s coat. It’s only our head poking out and we’d be swallowed up in it if we tucked our head in. They look like tripping hazards too not gonna lie-

AND we could flutter the coat + shake the fluff on the collar and make it look like we’re mimicking his wings and neck floof! He’d be SO happy if he saw us trying to copy him! We are honorary moth to him :’3

MOTH COAT MOTH COAT MOTH COAT!!!!!!

alright alright consider: you wearing Childe's Harbinger coat, and then Foul Legacy wrapping his wings around us- you're going to be SO toasty and warm!! because he's taller than you even in human form you look very much like a puffball when you're wearing his coat, your head poking out amongst the soft fur collar, a cheeky grin on your face. Foul Legacy practically warbles when he sees you all bundled up, excitedly poking the coat here and there and snuggling his face against your cheek- you're like him now, all fluffy and cozy!!! he pulls you closer, claws sinking into the fabric of the coat, and wraps both his arms and wings around you, essentially caging you in a comfy moth embrace with a happy, rumbling purr

the most adorable thing ever is seeing you and Legacy stand next to each other, one wrapped in a pair of glittery wings and the other in a thick winter coat. sometimes you look up at Foul Legacy and shake the sides of the cloak to mimic how his wings flitter and twitch, drawing a delighted chirp from your beloved Abyssal moth as he flutters his sparkling wings in return. when he's bored he also bats at the dangling ornaments hanging from the coat, fascinated by how the light reflects off the metal and gems; or he snuggles into the collar, burying his face in the soft fluff the same way you nuzzle into his after a long day

you're debating if you should ask Childe for two more copies of his Harbinger cloak, one smaller and one larger

[blues-of-randomness]

Jotting down my thoughts/favorite moments for Gobb 6 as I watch Th3Badd3st's stream vod

how long can Flynn sleep for and has he always been this lazy??

One thing I will say, the music is so much better

I think Toadster had some abandonment issues he needs to work out

"I was found the by the Queen and Bittergiggle and a few others" Interesting...

"Be careful up there!" "SHUT THE FUCK UP-"

Apparently there's a weird void pig thing now??

Is toadster legitmately just a gas-lighter now or was he just holding out on the fact that HE imprisoned Banbaleena so that she'd be on their side, Also "Incredibly clever, Good at what he does, and he's very handsome." Toadster, honey, You're ego is showing

BANBALEENA IS MRS MASON???

I saw this whole chair puzzle part when I tried watching it live and I just wanna say I love Ty's performance as Bittergiggle and how he just watches us do the puzzle while having no knowledge of what's going on just like us

I actually really like the Dadaroo voicea nd the fact you can hear the kids calling out "DADA!" at some points

Why is Flynn even smaller now?!

"How do you even talk?! Jellyfish have no brain!" I love this line, I like Flynn but I'm sick of hearing him whine

Did the seriously tease the torn in half Bittergiggle clone just for an anitclimatic agurment??

This did open up a rabbit hole of questions though. So the bittergiggles ARE made up of two halves like we orginally thought and they can talk as two as seen with that Bittergiggle...then why do 3 of the bittergiggles only talk as one? Is one half talking and they other staying silent for some reason?? can they only talk as two if they're split apart?

Bitterggigle coming in clutch to save us and that scream of pain was PERFECT!

am I the one that thinks the delivery on "Hold up, let's stay together.." was adorable. I know he's supposed to be dizzy but they way he says it sounds like he's talking to a small child (in an affectionate way) and it just sounds so cozy

although the minigame with the lights is a lot to pay attention to, it's kinda creative

The naughty one's laughed at Bittergiggles joke that's so wholesome-

Awww kittysaurus is Bittergiggles friend!

so the pipes drained Flynn of his Givanium...ok that makes sense?

"Quit whining, you're not the only one." Look who's talkin Flynn

I feel like these "flashbacks" of Flynn's are just hims dissociating and trying to dream of a normal day out with his friends but it keeps turning into a nightmare

i kinda enjoy the little emotion in Banban's "THE CAPTAIN GOT KIDNAPPED!" and "NABNAB!" it's so satisfying to hear fsr-

also did Nabnab try to chase after the bus and they got hit??

......and then we get obliterated by a bus....

The lollipop collecting was another part I saw while trying to watch it live but the lil guys are so cute, I'll just call them "Mini zolphius twins" until we learn their names

Mr kabob man saying "bird up" sounded so funny-

I....Almost got legitmately upset thinking we killed little beak...but thank god they're ok!

HOW MANY FREAKING CLONES DID BITTERGIGGLE MAKE!? There were 4 perfectly good clones that i *thought* where shown in the release trailer why not use them??

BANBAN MUTATED NABNAB!? WE WASN'T HUNTING US DOWN!?

Bittergiggle just went down the sewerslide cause they appreciated his jokes-

I....have more questions than answers....can Dadadoo corrupt people?? or something....

I had really hoped this chapter would be the jumpstart I needed for my rewrite but I'm just more confused...

[jester089]

Hi. Would you be able to do a Gangle x reader pls?

Potter's wheel

I'm happy to receive something for her. She's a lovely lady and a lovely piece of ribbon. As you didn't specify I'm just going to write what I feel like writing.

Just a heads up I'm trying a new writing style for this one. Hope you like it.

Gangle x Ceramist Reader

It's been a long day. You're sitting in your workshop working on something. It's hot, everything smells like clay, and you're a little annoyed at your inability to master making a teacup. The soft fake light coming in through the windows making the room hotter. The feeling of the clay molding and shaping in your hands. It's peaceful, if not a little uncomfortable. You've been here a while working on getting better at making smaller things like mugs and tea cups. It's not going well and you're debating stopping, till you hear a light knock at your door. You stop the potters wheel, cleans off your hands, then walk over to the door. Once opened you aren't surprised to find a awkward looking Gangle on the other side. You've been teaching her how to properly work with clay, in exchange she's been teaching you how to draw. You step to the side and beckon her in closing the door behind her. "So... What are you feelin today? I was working on cups if you care to join." You say while sitting back down and firing up the potters wheel again. "N-no I... I wanted to making another plate. But on my own this time! I mean... If that's ok... I-It's not a bad time right? I can leave if you don't want me here" Gangle replies standing near the door awkwardly. "Of course it's ok! I wouldn't have let you in if I didn't. You wanna make a plate on your own? Then make a plate on your own. But if you need help, I'll be here." You say while gesturing over at the beginners wheel you set up for her. She walks over, grabs a chunk of clay from the bag you have for her, sets it on the wheel, then sits down. She wets the clay a bit and starts gently kneading it just like you taught her. You watch her get started making sure nothing huge goes wrong. "She's making fast progress. I'm exited to see what her first pot looks like. If it's anything like mine it'll be more blob then pot." Once you're sure she's got it you focus back on what you were working on. Just her being there has made any annoyance you had dissipate.

~~~~~

It's a few days later now, you've made a full tea set tea pot included in that time. And Gangle's been stopping by more to work on her stuff. Her first few tries at a plate didn't go well but yesterday she made a pretty good one... Only for it to explode in the kiln. But hey, she's making progress. You're currently sitting on your windowsill looking out the window at the fake, yet nice looking green country side. You've got a sandwich and a cup of coffee. It's been a slow day, but a nice one. You sit there for a while basking in the fake sun and the cozy atmosphere before hear the tall tale light knocking on your door. You get up, open the door, reassure Gangle she isn't causing problems, then let her in. Once she's back at working you go back to sitting in the windowsill. The smell of your coffee, your sandwich, and the clay are comforting in a way. That mixed with the whir of Gangle working in the background makes the whole room feel not so empty. You turn to Gangle who is hard at work and clearly focused not even noticing you. You smile at the display. This digital world is weird, but it can be nice.

(I want to hear thoughts! As I said I tried out a new writing style on this one. And I would like to hear what you all think of it. If you don't mind.)

xoxo, Jester

[leclerced]

Hi ma’am

Here I am again, this time asking for part 2 of the requested ‘ dirty little secret ‘

Where Charles’s younger sister is famous model, student . And she also hangs out around paddock while studying.

And she posts something about max failing nnn with her

Lets call her Caroline

Can imagine THE Leclerc brothers loudly banging at Maxs door screaming something like “ MAX CAROLINE I KNOW YOURE IN THERE WE JUST WANNA TALK “

And then Charles having to see max getting cozy w his little sweetheart sis around the paddock, fr he would make gagging noises

Change whatever, hope u like it

i've got ideas for part 2 to that already but i like the idea of her posting and them getting caught so i'm gonna do an alternate blurb about them failing and getting caught a different way.

You know those bolo ties they got in COTA? Halloween was a Tuesday and they celebrated then, but she finds a Halloween party that following weekend in Brazil and they go after the sprint. She wanted to match with Max, but couldn't do it without revealing their relationship so she convinced Max and Charles both to go as a cowboys and wear the bolo ties with their costumes and she went as a cowgirl.

Charles notices his sister and bestfriend missing halfway through the night but doesn't think anything of it until the next day when he's laying in his hotel room alone and sees her instagram story. It's a blurry mirror photo from the club bathroom posted last night, captioned save a horse, ride a cowboy. And then in smaller text underneath failed nnn after four days. Despite the man's face being out of the shot, Charles immediately recognizes the unbuttoned shirt that matched his and the bolo tie hanging on the bare chest.

Charles leaves his room in nothing but pajama pants with his phone and two room keys in hand. One of them is her room key, and he goes two doors down and unlocks her door. It's completely empty, so he goes two floors up and finds his best friends room. "Max, Peche! I know you're in there! Open the fucking door! I just want to talk!" His banging on the door causes someone two rooms down to peek out and hush him, but he just scowls and bangs again, "Peche! Open up!"

He hears her muffled voice a moment later, "Cha! Calm down and I'll open the door."

Charles freezes just before he hits it again and drops his hand to his side as he sighs, "I am calm!"

The door cracks and he tries to push it open, but she's leaning her entire weight on it as she pleads, "Cha, don't be mad."

He pushes on the door harder and she stumbles back before someone steadies her, and he sees Max standing behind her half dressed. Charles wants to push him away from his sister as they back away from the door and he steps inside, but he holds himself back. "What the hell?" She blushes and looks back to Max momentarily before she mumbles, "This is why I didn't tell you. I didn't wanna hurt you."

He huffs, "Hurt me? You hurt me by not trusting me. I'm your brother, your best friend. You're supposed to tell me everything. The two people I trust the most aren't supposed to go behind my back."

Max winces, "I would have told you if I didn't think you'd kill me. If not you, Lorenzo."

Peach winces too at the mention of her older brother, "Does he know?"

Charles shakes his head, "Not that I know of. I saw your photo, I recognized the outfit. I cannot believe you would- In public? I should kill you both. What if you had gotten caught?" Max grins and Charles immediately says, "Shut up. Never mind. I'm leaving. We're going to talk about this later when you're dressed."

He quickly leaves the room and Peach spins in Max's arms, "That could have gone worse."

He shakes his head, "I think Lorenzo is going to kill me when he finds out, and Charles is going to help him hide my body."

She giggles and leans up to kiss him as he hands drift down to the waistband of his pajamas, "Guess I better take advantage of your body while I have it then."

Max groans, "How are you in the mood now? I feel like I should be paying someone to create a fake identity so I can hide away for the rest of my life."

Then, the rest of the world finds out when they arrive hand in hand in the paddock. She spends the entire time in the Redbull garage, finally wearing a shirt with Max's number instead of her brother's and Max can't keep his hands off her, much to the chagrin of Charles who is forced to watch the couple on the livestreams. He gets asked about them repeatedly, and eventually retreats to his drivers room so he doesn't have to look at them making out in the back of the Redbull garage.

And of course, he shoots Max a text telling her to stop making softcore porn with his sister when he looks up at the TV in his room and sees that the camera has zeroed in on Max with his sister in his lap, and his hands on her ass. They're just talking, he can tell that much, but he doesn't like the sight of someone touching his sister at all. It makes him want to throw up. He watches on the delayed screen as Max pulls away to check his phone and laughs, then shifts so he can glare at the nosy camera man. It turns away from them a moment later and Charles is saved from the sight of Max leaning in to kiss her.

[chaotic-on-main]

"Guys! Look at this!" She's jumping up and down while pointing at a small but tall boxy contraption with a black curtain pulled to the side. Upon a closer look, you notice there's little space inside with a small bench and a computer screen sitting opposite of it. It's a photo booth. You eye your sister quizzically.

"Well? Wanna try?" You shrug which Hange takes as an okay, a wild smile lighting up their face.

"Yes! Alright!! Levi, in you go!"

"Wha- like hell!"

"C'mon! It'll be fun!" Hange grabs Levi's arm and pushes him inside the booth so forcefully that he slams onto the bench with a hiss. "Erwin, you'll have to pop your head in from the side, you're just too tall." And then her fingers are grasping your arm as she pulls both of you in the booth before you can do anything to stop her. The booth is even smaller on the inside, and with the way your sister pulled you in after her, you find yourself plopping on her lap like a child. Cozy is not the first word that comes to mind.

"Ah, I can't reach the screen. Here, Levi hold this." You suddenly feel your body being pushed to the side by Hange and a breath hitches in your throat as you find yourself in a new seat - Levi's lap. You don't dare look behind you when you hear his sharp intake of air as you land. Any knowledge on how to breathe is now forgotten. The sound of rushing water fills your ears as heat rushes to your cheeks. Oh my god.

"'Everything okay?" Erwin's voice is muffled to you. He pops his head through the curtain, and his bright blue eyes land on your wide ones. If he was thinking anything, his gave nothing away.

"Yup almost... got it!" Hange yells in triumph as they press down on something. "Get ready!" There's beeping coming from a corner of the booth that must be the countdown but you can hardly focus on it. All you can think about is the way you fit on Levi's lap comfortably. Beep. How flush your body was to his chest that you could feel his racing heart, no doubt beating the same speed as yours, against your back. Beep. His shallow breaths tickling the back of your neck as you clench your hands into tight fists that rest on your thighs. Beep. Levi shifts under you but you don't dare move. Beep. Your brain is foggy, clouded by Levi. Levi, Levi, all Levi.

Your name is being called - distant sounding at first then loud and right next to you. Erwin and Hange are staring at you from outside of the booth, sunlight filtering through the spaces around their bodies as they stand in the little doorway. They both have matching amused smirks plastering their faces. You hear Levi clearing his throat behind you. You shoot up quickly from Levi's lap and scramble out the hole, palms sweaty in your tight fists. You welcome the cool spring breeze softly hitting your flushed and hot face.

Hey guys! If you liked that snippet, you can check out the whole chapter here! And if you haven't started Unspoken Words yet, you can check the first chapter here! Thank you for reading!! 💕

[eggluttony]

Hi love ur stuff <3 what's ur fave fat fantasy w eggman

Thank you so much, I'm really happy you do 💜 Oh man hard to answer as I have thousands, I cycle through ones to fixate most. guess I'll share my current favorite fat/wg concept as the one I've been thinking about most lately

The thought of being with Eggman and always encouraging him to eat to his maximum capacity as often as possible. he always eats loads and such is obvious by the size of his belly, his intake is already huge. But prior to meeting him, it'd be much more occasional for him to really overeat even by his standards, to the point of being unable to eat another bite and having a tummy ache.

But now he's ending up laying back on the bed with a huge stuffed bulging full tummy nightly, panting for breaths and groaning as he cutely pleads for belly rubs, a deep blush in his cheeks for letting true greed take over again. He keeps accepting all food he's given between meals and his belly ends up two times bigger and more swollen going to sleep then when he wakes up.

Sometimes even when groaning about how much he overate in bed, I manage to feed him one last plate of cookies and milk, rubbing his poor gurgling overstuffed belly as we get the rest down there. he grumbles and I say "if you think it's too much, why are you still accepting and chewing hm?" and he gets so embarrassed for being so uncontrollably gluttonous that he steal keeps eating.

After that, he's huffing and breathlessly whimpering "If I keep eating like this, I'm going to get huge..." and with the way I look at him he's like "Ugh but you'd like that, wouldn't you, you bad influence..." and I just give him a sly smirk. I know I'm not the only one of the two of us. I just tell him it's time for his belly rubs and to get him to bed because he has another big day of eating to do tomorrow!

Fast forward to him being emperor of the world and he's absolutely enormous. like 600 lbs and counting, maybe more if we wanna go super extreme. He overate like that far too many times and once he'd succeeded in his goals and became ruler of everything, nobody could stop him and he went off the deep end and really let himself go and become the gluttonous blob he was meant to be.

Now that he no longer has to work to stop Sonic and take over the world, the only thing that was holding him back, he can just lounge around in luxury, be well pampered and just eat everything he wants, to his heart's content. All the food in the world belongs to him now and he absolutely engorges himself with huge feasts everyday and keeps growing and growing with no signs of stopping.

What looks like a huge swollen bulging tummy back when we first met looks so small compared to what he is now. A huge giant flabby doughy belly with tons of thick soft rolls, which spills out so wide and hangs low as much as it proceeds him. He has a pudgy round fattened face of multiple chins and pillowy arms and legs to match. He's so big and cozy, this is the bliss that an emperor should feel.

By now he's become very used to being overstuffed. If his stomach isn't bulging full to the limit, he doesn't consider himself full enough. A daily requirement met with huge feasts fit for the emperor he is. it's rare that he isn't seen eating, even when he does bring himself to come out and assess how things are in the empire and review new work and developments, he's eating all the while.

Though on some days he does manage to overdo it, even by his incredibly high standards now. And it takes a serious amount by now, considering how long it takes just to fill him up a normal amount daily now. But sometimes on an especially gluttonous, greedy, celebratory day, he may go even bigger with it. and he ends up lay back in his much bigger bed than back in the day

But he's still groaning about the immense overfullness, just like back then. It's cute thinking of how much smaller his belly was when he was complaining of an overstuffed stomach then. He's like five times bigger and more stuffed today. He doesn't often take conscious note of it but sometimes it does finally hit him and he says "Man, I got so fucking huge, what have I done to myself?"

Despite the way he words it, he clearly isn't very upset about it. Not with the way he moans and sighs with a big smile on his face and hidden under the piles of fat is his hard leaking cock when I rub his belly or grab the doughy rolls and shake them to jiggle his huge belly. He loves being a big pampered fattened up emperor, so cozy, spoiled, worshipped, and overfed well fed.

"See? We both love how huge you've gotten." I say, thinking back to what he said back then as he giggles while having his huge belly played with. He remembers and admits "Yeah, you're right, this is how it's meant to be." And I say "That's right, you were supposed to give in and become the greedy gluttonous fatty emperor you were born to be, it's the luxury you deserve~"

I always love feeding him in every way, giving him everything he wants. Helping him get as much as those huge feasts into his enormous belly as possible. It almost becomes my new main job as member of the empire and I'm certainly not complaining, I love helping to maintain or rather increase his perfect big fat emperor image. He can't fit on his throne anymore but he's still important!

I also like to try to push him to eat even more than he can handle even in this huge fattened state with his near limitless seeming capacity. But I find it and he's gasping and panting and groaning and how much of a fatty he's become really sets in with the big tummy ache deep under the rolls and layers of fat. He's whining "Ohh I'm so massive, how did I let myself get so huge?"

I love the sound of his moans when giving it rubs to soothe and comfort him and the way that even his massive soft jiggly belly feels firmer because he's so stuffed. He says "Do you think I went too far? Do you think I let myself get a little bit too fat? I mean you remember how I looked, an active strong egg shaped man. Now I'm just like... a massive pile of lard." He blushes so hard admitting it.

But looking at him with his cute fattened face of big round pudgy cheeks, fat heavy jiggly tits, a massive soft belly spilling out all around him, and his thick wobbly ass and knowing I helped too, I just think he's so cute and sexy. I say "No of course not, silly! You look so gorgeous and exactly how the big pampered emperor of the world should look! You're the best and most important so you need to eat and look like it too!"

"In fact, I think you need to look bigger to really help send the message." A robot rolls in a huge table of yet another huge feast, one for him to eat in bed like a real lazy spoiled fatty. I sent the secret order for a whole other meal as him saying that just made me want to feed him more. "Now stop worrying and eat up, you know you want to~" I say as I give him his next dish of many more that night.

At first he's alarmed and doesn't think he can handle another whole feast in this state! But it all smells so good and looks so tasty and if he doesn't eat up now, it will all be cold and they'll be too many leftovers and he can have his precious yummy food go to waste... So he opens his greedy mouth for more and allows himself to be fed even more despite moaning and feeling he might burst.

He allows himself to be stuffed with as much of a whole new huge feast as he can despite being so stuffed already, until he's so full it all weighs heavy in his firm swollen gut and he has to lay there and relax, waiting for digestion. He's the biggest fattest, and fullest he's felt in his life now, belching and moaning as I help him cum as a reward before he slips into a very content food coma 💕

And then of course everything else about what the life that living as a big fat emperor entails adds even more fun to the huge fat emperor fantasy, that I wrote about more in depth in this post. It keeps making me feel so weak thinking about it 💘

[tarot-by-e11e]

Heyy! How are you? 😊 I'd like to participate in the Home tarot game please! I'm Karishma and there's so many cool features I'd like for my dream home!

TL;DR

1. First, I need security because my home is gonna have a lot of features! I want my own pool, a library, a movie theater, a bowling alley, a large kitchen with marble counter tops and maybe an island in it too! I also would like a music studio, a study room/office, a large bedroom with the biggest bed I can find lol 🤭 I'm not sure an Alaskan bed will be big enough 😂 I really really always wanted a spiral staircase 😍 ooh! And a tiny room under the stairwell! And a huge yard/acres of space for my cats and future pets 🤩 Maybe also a huge room filled with cat toys and cat trees as well. Oh, and a catio too! I would love a wardrobe filled with tons of pretty clothes and shoes, and I'd never struggle to afford clothing ever again. I would love the closet that Miley had in Hannah Montana. That was every girl's dream back in the day 😂 I wanna furnish my home with lots of pretty art and paintings and have plants too! Ooh! And a garden as well!!! I know these aren't part of the actual home, but I'd like private chefs and butlers and maids! What else am I missing? 😂 Hmm... I'd like an attic as well and put some comfy beds up there and make it cozy! And of course, it should come with a ceiling window! I've seen this on social media and I fell in love with the idea 😍 To be even more grand (lol sorry 😂) I'll have a smaller house as well so I can be cozy one day and feel luxurious the next day! It'll depend on my mood lol. An underground tunnel or a secret passageway is ideal too 🤩 why not right?!

2. For my ideal self care routine, I'd of course keep up with my basic hygiene, but also style my hair whenever I want to. I'd dress up in my prettiest or comfiest clothes and wear pretty jewelery if I'm in the mood. I'd use all my favorite lotions and perfumes. I'd get manicures and pedicures any time I want to ^-^ I'd buy all my favorite things if money wasn't an issue. There's this plushie at my local tea house that I've been eyeing but it's so expensive ugh 😭 27 dollars!!! Wth?! Oh yeah, speaking of tea houses, I'd love to go get boba tea and eat some yummy food, then play video games, read comics, and hang out with my friends. I'd also love to cuddle with my cats!! The oldest one doesn't like to cuddle lmao XD so, that would be nice if he did cuddle with me. Also, I'd love to sing and dance to my favorite songs without anyone watching and hearing me hahaha. I get embarrassed too easily 😂 I'd also do some arts and crafts as well! Ooh, and go sightseeing!

Okay, let me shut up, I'll just keep on rambling LMAO. If you've made it this far, thank you so much!! Love you ^-^ ♥♉

Hi Karishma,

Thank you so much for participating in my Home ask game.

First of all, I love how you know exactly what you want and need if money isn't an issue! Mad respect for the thorough breakdown of your ideal house, backed by your preference's explanation!

Now your ideal self-care is nothing short of detailed and intentionally curate to your needs and wants! But seriously, Money is not an issue in this question! So get that plushie!!

OMG cats!!!!!! Oh no the oldest cat might like, "mooooommm, I'm not a baby cat anymore!! shttaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaapppp!!"

So the cards I pulled are: Page of Swords, Fool, 9 of Swords

So what I love about how much this card makes sense in your reading is that you're meant to keep being inspired, explore, and stay curious to be at home in your body and life. What this means is that you are encouraged to keep moving forward, keep getting better, keep shining, and keep learning. Basically, you're allergic to stagnancy.

This can be interpreted in many ways. You can start a new work out routine. Travel more. Go back to school. Sign up for dance classes and other workshops. Collaborate with like-minded individuals in your industry, etc. It really depends on what catches your fancy and your goals in life.

And the Fool card just loves to back up the Page of Swords in your reading. Literally put yourself out into the world, explore new horizons, meet new people, make friends online and abroad! Literally get out of your pajamas, pack your bags and book the next flight out your country. If international travel is too pricey, start road trips locally.

Finally, it feels like you want to break free from 9 of Swords: fear, anxiety, heck, I heard limiting beliefs and self-sabotaging tendencies. You're encouraged to find ways to break free from the aforementioned. Now this one is needs every possible delicacy to suggest. Find the method that works for you. What method that works for others may not work for you and vice versa.

So in this last card, to be at home in your own body and life, you are highly supported by your guides to approach this as an exploration of finding yourself. It seems vague, because it's not meant to be something that I would suggest to you in a practical manner. The task and responsibility on your journey lies in your shoulders.

So dear, don't beat yourself up if one method doesn't work, just keep researching and trying out new ways to be at home in your body that actually works for you and your current lifestyle. It doesn't have to be grand and expensive, it needs only to make sense to you.

This concludes the end of your reading. Do let me know how this resonates with you. Feel free to show some support via my Buy Me A Coffee here (This reading is for entertainment purposes only.)