#peng x gn reader

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🪽🩵 Peng x GN Reader — Nesting HCs 🩵🪽

Genres: Romance, Fluff || they/he pronouns for Peng, they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

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- Once you're solidly Peng's partner, they're determined to show that they can be the best partner you could ever imagine

- Part of this was building a nest. Previously they had only made small, makeshift ones for some privacy from the rest of the Brotherhood. But with you, they were determined to make a proper one

- After setting aside a designated area, they set out to steal find materials suitable enough for the nest. They made it as comfortable as they could, giving it a wide perimeter and tons of cushioning inside to really up the quality

- He presents it to you all proudly, being super smug about it and acting like it's the best gift ever. And to him, it is. It's a show of their commitment to you, giving you a place by their side and a spot to call home

- If you deny or gently decline the invitation to sit in the nest, he's gonna get all huffy and defensive. To him, the nest is perfect! Who wouldn't want to sit in it? They made it especially for you, and though they don't show it, the hesitation really stings their pride

- If/when you do eventually agree, they're absolutely smug. He'll sit with you, gently trying to preen you while bragging about all the work that went into making the nest for you. He really wants you to know how hard he tried to make it perfect

- Any complements to the nest make them puff up with pride. Though they won't admit the softer side of it, it makes them really happy whenever you compliment their work. They love hearing you praise them

- They'll keep adding little additions to the nest over time with both you and them in mind to try and make it as homey as possible. Anything you mention liking, they'll add in some way

- They get very protective of the nest. None of the Brotherhood is allowed near it, not even Azure. That triples if you're currently in the nest. They flare out their wings as big as possible, giving very obvious signs for the other to back off

- Peng always gives gentle but not-so-subtle hints to you to spend time in the nest whenever you have some free time. It just makes them so happy in a way they're never gonna admit without disguising it as bragging

[yanderelmk]

I always had that tought stuck on my head

If a Yan character pins me to the wall and tell me

"You are hot cupcake"

So with I grinn I say: "And you have WEIRD tastes"

A scene from the "Arcane" serie...I never watched it but I been seeing some comics about this scene in particular and I can think of some lmk characters who maybe can do that sbsh

Shit that sounds spicy /pos 😳 Honestly the bitches smooth enough to do that would be like. Peng, Macaque, maybe Azure. Definitely DBK, also Spider Queen. Huntsman would take me the fuck out like a sniper to the head because he's the dude where you think he has NO rizz until it happens and then you're left blindsided like "Oh damn" GOD I HAVE SOMETHING CURSED Azure & Huntsman be like:

[fanaticsnail]

It looks... infected, Kil?

Hey Doc Masterlist here

Word Count: 1,900+

Synopsis: You finally think you're getting a break, conversing with fellow experts in your field. As you defend your crew's mentality and maturity, the crewmate you were sure to be the most sane out of the lot of you proves you wrong.

Warnings: surgical talk, mention of a unsanitary piercings, exhausted Doctor, grumpy doctor, gn!reader x Killer, undressing crewmates, medical administration, swearing, crying, comforting, blushing, feelings?

Notes: Okay, this was meant to be a drabble, I swear. Only a bit of fun. Are there feelings now? Is there a little bit of chemistry here, or are they just good friends?

Edit: inspired my real accounts of piercing experiences in the wild by two mutuals (@feral-artistry & @nerium-lil) being flashed by friends.

Tag List: @mfreedomstuff @daydreamer-in-training @sinning-23 @gingernut1314 @i-am-vita @indydonuts @feral-artistry @since-im-already-here @sordidmusings @nerium-lil

“Hey Doc?” a smooth, polite voice called to you from your place sitting on the beach alongside the small medic of the straw-hat crew. You turned to look up at the large polar-bear mink, giving him a soft smile as he politely rang his hands in front of him. 

“Yeah, Bepo?” you asked him in response, patting the ground beside you and the hatted reindeer, “What’s on your mind, honey?” He eagerly sat down beside you in a large thump, his radiating body heat bringing you comfort on the sandy shore. 

“I-... uh-... I was just wondering,” he scratched the scruff of his neck with his large paw, “What is it like being the medic of the Kid Pirates?” Two forms immediately slump down beside the three of you. The red-headed orca man and his hat-wearing counterpart joining in on your conversation. 

“I was curious about that too, Doc,” Shachi confessed, giving your shoulder a playful pat and chuckling, “Your crew are really unhinged. We’ve all been placing bets that it’s mainly STDs and weird intimacy-induced injuries, weren't we Peng?” You rolled your eyes at the remark, looking to the redhead and his companion.

“Is that right?” you offered him a sarcastic response, looking over to Chopper and beckoning him closer to you. “There are children present, I hope you know. Where’s your manners?” A rosy blush immediately grew over Shachi’s cheeks and flushed his embarrassment over his features. 

“Sorry, Doc,” Penguin offered for his crewmate, shaking his head with a soft smirk, “Doesn’t make us any less curious, though. What’s it like?” You shook your head, pinching the bridge of your nose and rubbing your waterline with your index finger and thumb. 

You looked over at your crewmates, noticing Kid and Killer were missing from the beach-front meeting space and narrowed your eyes at where they should’ve been. 

“Honestly, Heart-Pirates, and sweet Chopper,” you cooed down at him and scrunch your nose in glee, “It has been like nothing I could’ve ever dreamed of. Sure, I get my fair share of injuries that could’ve been prevented. A couple of itches that should’ve been avoided if they wore armor into the variety of battlefields - if you catch my meaning.” You shot Shachi and Penguin a knowing look before looking down at Chopper.

“Truly,” you sighed, looking at the dance of lights in the moonlit sky, “I couldn't ask for anything more. I love those weirdos, and I am one myself.” You noted, looking at Bepo and offering him a kind glance, “And they’re not as stupid as you think they are. Give them more credit, please.”

“Ah, I see,” Bepo nodded along at your confession, looking over at his two crewmates who offered you sheepish and apologetic smiles in response. Shachi, Penguin, Bepo, Chopper and you all enjoyed sitting in a very rare silence together, the warmth radiating off the warm sand and having you breathe in a calm tuft of salty air. 

As you sat and enjoyed the serenade of sweet bugsong, that silence was interrupted by a heavy trudge of bootheels grinding in the coarse sand. You recognised that trek, looking up into the scarred chest of Massacre Soldier Killer as he inserted himself between Bepo and you, lifting his shirt and revealing his wide chest to the five of you.

“These look even to you?” He asked behind his mask, prompting all five of you to look up at him and the other four of your company immediately recoiled at what they were witnessing. Killer was freshly adorning ball barred piercings thrust through the tips of his nipples, the indents bleeding and beginning to crust over with a soft sheen of puss.

“Kil...” you groaned, shaking your head and sighing, “...I thought we learnt the last time our Captain attempted to gift the crew with piercings. Remember what happened with Quincy’s labret and Heat’s-... uh-...” you looked down at the whimsical and innocent eyes of the reindeer before turning back to Killer, “...ladder.” 

“Said he cleaned ‘em this time,” Killer shrugged, gesturing for you to take a closer look at the freshly pierced buds on his chest, “It’s been a week. Needed some fresh eyes to give an honest opinion.” You shook your head, leaning in closer and looking at his pink puckered flesh and groaned. 

“They look,” you began sighing and rolling your eyes, “Fucking infected, Kil?” Snickers from Shachi and Penguin didn’t go unnoticed, and you shot them a sneer before shooting the reindeer an apologetic glance. 

Standing from your seated position beside the other crew, you gave them a gentle nod to excuse yourself and dragged Killer by his ear towards the Victoria Punk’s infirmary. You muttered under your breath, seething with the fumes of fury with each step you took towards your office doors. 

“Here I thought I was gettin’ a fucking break,” you grumbled, shoving Killer into your office and slamming the door shut behind you. “But no,” you uttered sarcastically with a dance of your head, “No, you had to keep me in the dark about this, didn’t you?” You open the drawer and thrust your hands aggressively into the box and get two rubber gloves and angrily thrust them over your wrists. 

Your mutters and frustration never ceased, your nose beginning to sniff and your anger teetered on sorrow the longer you looked for the variety of items to clean up the infection. Saline solution, antiseptic ointment, numbing balm to remove the pus-surrounded bars, cotton balls and gauze strips. 

Shoulders shaking, you rubbed your eyes with your forearm to calm the sting of fresh tears from falling. Thoughts of what the Heart-Pirates would be saying about you behind your back, your medical degree being the laughing stock of your peers. Your eyes began to swell as you continued choking back your sobs of rage. 

“Am I a fucking joke to you all?” you whisper, biting your lip and readying your treatment tray with the items you desired. “All I do is fix stupid mistakes and coddle you lot when you’re hurt. I’m a disgrace to my training, a laughing stock to my field, and a fucking idiot for joining this crew in the first place. I just want a damn break-.” 

Before you could continue your monologue of degradation, two strong arms wrapped around your shoulders from behind and squeezed you into his broad chest. You immediately draw your hands up to Killer’s forearms and quiver your lip to stifle your sobs further. He leaned down into your cheek with his mask brushing your face.

“You are none of those things,” he whispered in his calm, soothing voice, “And I’m sorry for keeping you in the dark about Cap’n’s latest project. Thought it wouldn’t happen again, honestly.” You sniffled, leaning your head into his mask and clenching your eyes tightly shut. 

He inhaled deeply and slowly, prompting you to do the same, before you both exhaled together. His arms held so much comfort within the contours of his muscles, him being often the crewmate everyone sought out for consolation for their sorrow. After holding you for several moments, you tapped his arm twice to signal for him to release you from his embrace.

“Alright. Shirt off, Kil,” you mumbled softly, attempting to remove the softness you just encountered at the hands of the first-mate, “Let me see what’s going on up close. Can you do that for me?” He nodded, removing his shirt and placing it on the back of your office chair. You usher him over to the surgical bench and gesture for him to sit. 

As you dabbed at his skin, you ignored the flood of somber emotions in your chest and shoved them down. Removing the ball-bar piercings and immediately throwing them in a sterilizing sink, you cleaned the wounds and looked vacantly ahead of you. Dressing the wounds in antiseptic and covering them with two broad, patterned band-aids, you gave your final nod at him and pouted.

“All done,” you sniffed, dropping your shoulders and removing your gloves from your hands. “You can put your shirt back on now, Kil. Go get the Captain so I can do him the kindness of scolding him away from the Heart and Straw-Hat pirate crews.” Turning away from him and running your fingers through your hair as he placed his shirt back on, Killer’s arms rewrapped around your body and turned you in his arms immediately thereafter. 

He cradled your head into his chest, his body heat and steady heart rate causing your emotions to finally flood over. Finally airing your frustrations, you wrap your arms around as much of him as you could as he soothed you against the embroidered jolly roger of his shirt. 

“You wanna stay here for a while?” Killer asked down at you, caressing your hair and smoothing it over, “I can help you color in the patterns you doodle on the bandaids if you want? Keep you company in here until you’re ready to go back to the beach?” You shook your head in his arms, burying your face deeper into his chest and having him hold you for a few moments longer. 

Chuckling down at you, he smiled beneath his mask at how vulnerable you allowed yourself to be in the moment. Continuing to soothe over your hair and rub circles into your back, he offered you some further confessions. 

“You know we love you, right?” his voice whispered down at you, prompting you to look up at him in his arms. His mask was tilted down at you, the soft glow of his icy blue eyes peeking through the holes in his mask. “So much, Doc. We love you so much.” Your lip quivered as you looked up at him, darting your eyes between where you assumed his were. 

“Promise me,” you sniffed, gulping back your sorrow and fixing your eyes up, “If you’re thinking about getting nipple piercings, or any other type of piercing,” you broke yourself away from his grip and huffed, “You���ll come to me for them. I’ll do them properly for you so they don’t end up infected.” 

Killer chuckled, shaking his head and glancing down at his patterned gauze. He huffed a curt hum in approval at the design. 

“Only if you promise me,” he leaned forward, taking your chin between his thumb and index finger, angling your face up at him, “You’ll come to me when you’re feeling shit. I’ll reassure you, give you a squeeze, and might cook you something if you want.” You flinch away from his grip, waving him out of your office with your hands.

“Yeah, yeah,” you offer him, cleaning up the cotton balls and throwing your instruments into the sterilizing tray, “When I feel like a whiny baby, I know where my nice, comforting daddy is.” You snicker at your own teasing joke, shaking your head and continuing to tidy up your office. Killer lingers in the door, his tone physically smirking in his own glee. 

“I would gladly be your nice, comforting daddy,” he whispered huskily from the doorframe, “Anytime you need me to be, baby.” You froze in place, your hands stuttering as you halted tidying up. 

Before you had the opportunity to stifle your blush, turn towards Killer, and chastise him for his words, you noticed he was already gone and heading back towards the beach. Groaning, you clapped your palm over your forehead and muffled the shriek from passing through your lips by clamping your mouth tightly shut. 

“Great,” you utter sarcastically, “This isn’t gonna be awkward at all.”

[hobiebrownismygod]

Hobie Brown/Spider Punk x GN!Reader

Summary: A protest turns to a riot and the riot turns into a massacre. You narrowly escape being murdered by a filthy pig, thanks to the one and only Spider-Punk, oh wait, Spider-MAN of Earth-138.

1.6k Words!

A/N: I don't see a lot of people talking about this side of Hobie's universe, so I thought I'd write something about it

TW: Mentions of blood and death, gunshots, tear gas, policy brutality

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"Shit, my bad"

You hear the words slip out of your mouth as you take a step away from who must be the third person you've accidentally bumped into in this crowd. Usually your clumsiness would draw attention from people, a couple scowls, maybe even some harsh language, but right now everyone was too focused on yelling their lungs out, pumping their fists in the air and shoving their decorated posters into the faces of the numerous pigs that were trying to hold off the crowd from entering one of Norman Osborne's many luxurious mansions.

It was another protest, this one specifically against Osborne's bright new idea to pass a law allowing corrupted corporations to decrease the pay rates even more, which would send hundreds of thousands of the already struggling blue-collar workers of London into worsened poverty. Run by punks and many others, this protest was turning from peaceful into something pretty nasty. Slurs, pebbles and even bottles were being thrown from both sides of the front line, just begging for one group to break before the other.

By break of course, you meant turn incredibly violent. Protests like these always did. They were meant to convince Osborne, maybe even force him to turn these laws, these policies, his horrific mindset, but they never did. The most that would happen was a death or two, either of a protestor or a police officer, and the next day, it would be like nothing even happened.

As you make your way through the crowd, trying to get to the front of the lines, you find yourself colliding with the chest of an abnormally tall man. You grabbed your nose, a sharp pain spreading from the tip. "Piece of-" You stop yourself as you look up at him, watching a slightly confused expression spread across his face as he towered over you. "Sorry 'bout that, peng. You a'right?"

"yeah, I'm fine" you grumbled, trying to move past him. "You trying to get the front, lass?" He asked, a slightly amused look on his face as he watched you try to push your way through the dense load of people standing in front you both. "I was" you replied, giving him another look before you successfully squeezed in between the group of people that you'd been trying to infiltrate before. "Be careful. Its not safe up there" you heard him call out to you, his tone sounding a bit patronizing yet comforting at the same time, like he cared at least a little bit about your well-being. You turned to reply, but he'd already disappeared through the crowd, his head and wicks visible over the top of the crowd due to his height.

The yelling had gotten louder and the protestors had begun throwing sticks at the cops near the front who were yelling right back, threatening to use force if necessary. They wouldn't dare on a crowd this large. There was no way.

You had made your way near the front, not caring enough to be gentle at this point and practically shoving past some of the people in order to have a better view at the front. A chant had started and you joined in, determined to make the most of your presence.

"FUCK OSBORNE."

"RIGHTS TO THE PEOPLE"

The chant repeated over and over, getting louder and louder each time as more people joined in, more and more bottles getting thrown over the makeshift fences, the cops getting frustrated, trigger-happy fingers moving closer and closer towards-

BANG BANG

Screams and shouts flooded your senses as your body automatically ducked, your hands flying to cover your head. The yelling intensified, deafening slurs and shrieks sending sharp ringing sounds through your ears as you felt the people around you begin to move, some bursting through the officers' defenses, others scrambling to find safety from the guns and, oh god, the tear gas. A gas meant to be non-lethal was being sprayed directly into the eyes and mouths of those unlucky enough to be in the general vicinity of the officers, the pigs having no mercy towards the helpless protestors stuck in the struggling crowds.

BANG BANG

The gunshots didn't stop, and you felt yourself fall back as someone shoved themselves past you, your elbows being scraped by the rough, cold pavement. You winced. That was gonna leave a nasty scar. You scrambled to your feet, but found yourself met with the head of a pistol, pointed directly between your eyes. "Scum of the earth." You heard a man mutter, his uniform decorated with multiple medals and badges. You felt your body shaking with fear as you slowly got to your feet, the man's hands trembling as his fingers moved toward the trigger. If I die, I die on my feet.

A flash of red and blue passed you, taking the psychotic pig with him, your eyes catching a small glimpse of his mask right before they were both slammed into the wall. The masked man slung his guitar off his back and smashed it against the cop's head, effectively killing him in one hit. The one and only Spider-punk had arrived.

He wildly turned to look at you, the eyes of his mask widening when he saw your bleeding state, but he didn't have time to focus on you. He swung toward the small huddle of police officers that were still terrorizing the crowd, leaving you behind to find safety. But of course, being the stubborn idiot you were, you weren't going to do that.

"Help!"

A young woman was sitting with her back against the wall, her leg all bloody and misshapen, her eyes swollen from the tear gas. She'd been shot, probably more than once from the look of it. But Spider-punk was busy, so you'd have to take care of her. "Hey, its gonna be okay" you said in a soft voice, trying to calm her down and snap her out of her crying state. She babbled, obviously in shock of what had happened, muttering incoherent sentences full of slurred praises for you as you helped her to her feet, letting her lean on your as the two of you limped away. There were cops everywhere, yelling and shooting, the tear gas flooding your eyes and your throat, making it difficult to breathe. But you had to help her. Because if you couldn't, what was the use of being here?

You helped her toward a small group of other protestors that had gathered, trying to help people out, handing her over for them to drive to safety in their cars which had only just arrived in order to get people out of there while Spider-punk did his job.

You turned around to watch as the masked man smashed his guitar against their heads, kicking, punching, throwing. It was a gruesome sight. My hero, you thought to yourself.

You were snapped out of the confinement of your thoughts when you noticed one of the cops approaching you, gun in his hand. Not this again. Thinking quickly, you grabbed a broken part of the fence, a plank of wood and rushed him with it, luckily dodging the bullet he shot at you and hitting him over the head, effectively knocking him out. "Shit" you muttered, chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath, adrenaline coursing through your veins. You dropped the plank and removed the gun from the pig's hand, holding it in yours as you continued to where Spider-punk was. Maybe you could help? After all, most of the others were either injured or busy...

You approached him, but he had already finished the job, your eyes settling on his figure using the web to tie the still breathing cops together and sticking them onto the wall. He'd annihilated their backup, but there was no certainty that there weren't more on the way. It was time to leave.

A web shot at you, the gun knocked out of your hand. You defensively raised your hands in the air, eyes widening as you watched him turn to look at you. "Not a cop" you said quickly, taking a step back. "Yea, I can tell" he replied, walking towards you. It was a fairly frightening sight, seeing a 6'3 masked man covered in blood and grime walking toward you, but something about him felt surprisingly friendly. "You a'right?"

"As good as I'll ever be" You lowered your hands slowly, still keeping your eyes on him. He put his hands on his hips, looking you up and down. "Saw you hit that cop over the head back there. Good job."

"Thanks..." his ripped shirt caught your eye. "oh" you left the soft realization escape your lips as you saw his wound. He'd been shot, pretty badly from the looks of it. "Oh this?" he asked, gesturing to his side, blood dirtying his shirt. "Don't worry about it, lovey"

"Y'should probably head home. Don't know when more of those pigs 're gonna show up" he said, his tone darkening slightly as he reached out his hand toward you. Suddenly he faltered, pulling his hand back. "Right, sorry. Can't take you home when there's other people needing my help." he sounded a bit sheepish as he kept his eyes on you, hands shoved into the pockets of his jacket. "S'alright" You replied, feeling a bit awkward. "I live close by."

"Yeah? Be careful out there, lass. Take care of y'self" he said with a playful salute before walking right past you. "Yeah. I'll see you around, Spider-punk" you said, looking back at him, feeling a bit confused at the interaction. "Oi, don't call me that. s'Spider-MAN not spider-punk." he said cockily, turning back to look at you.

"Right."

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[fawnfictions]

Hello I just found your account and read some the x reader posts (specifically wukong and macaque) and like your work and wanna request something

I barely see any azure x reader or peng x reader

So could you do a poly azure and peng x reader romantically of course I don’t really know what it should be about but I hope it won’t be to much of a problem

Please and thank you and have a good day! 👍

reservations

— azure lion & peng x gn!reader

thanku!!! tbh, i dislike azure and peng djdhjdbf so i wasn't sure how to write them—my bad if they're ooc, but i wanted to write this anyways ^^

y'all need to be fed tbh, i've noticed that no one writes for these two—so i wrote headcanons and a scenario <3

;; romantic, polyamorous relationship, fluff.

POLY!AZURE LION & PENG

- the dynamic between these two is calm, unbothered dog versus feisty, hot-headed cat.

- you'll be chilling on the couch, and Azure will be letting you cuddle up to him while watching the television and Peng will be starting up a playful banter with you, or complaining about someone.

- honestly, they balance each other out REAL well.

- Azure definitely knows how to make Peng calm down, in order to avoid a street fight on what was SUPPOSED to be a nice night out in the town.

- but, the minute that a stranger makes a comment about you, the both of them are jumping the person.

- and there is quite literally no way for you to stop them.

- ..anyways......

- threeway spooning, anyone?

- just between you and me; Peng is totally a little spoon. Azure would be the big spoon though, and you'd be snuggled up between the two of them <3

- don't you dare tease Peng for it, you'll never hear the end of it, and you won't be getting cuddles for a WEEK.

- they probably wouldn't even last a week, to be honest; a few days in, and they'd be crawling back to you, asking for cuddles despite their pride.

- Peng teases you a lot, and as much as it is meant to be playful, they take it too far sometimes—Azure has to sit down and talk with them, and force Peng to apologise to you.

- after a while, though, they learn where the line is, and not to cross it.

- now, according to their wiki page, Peng likes wine and violence (im not joking, those are his two 'likes'—me too, dude).

- and as it was seen in flashbacks to the brotherhood in the show, the two of them often relax with a glass of wine and talk; so i can imagine they'd do the same with you.

- evenings after a gruelling day of work, the three of you come home, pop open a bottle of wine, and revel in each others presence.

- personally, to me, Azure seems like the type to enjoy philosophical conversations, leading to the two of you getting into a deep talk on various moral topics.

- otherwise, he and Peng would probably recall the adventures they've gone on in their lifetime as the brotherhood.

- they'd focus on the happy times, for the most part, laughing at the antics they'd get up to with Macaque, Wukong, and Yellow Tusk.

- but sometimes, particularly when they've had a little too much to drink, or if they've had a bad day, they'd open up a bit more on the sadder times they've shared; reminiscing on their losses and failures.

- you're always there to pick them up again, though—reminding them of the present times, where they've got you, and you've got them.

- Azure's love language is probably words of affirmation and quality time, cherishing his time with you (especially as a mortal and immortal).

- Peng's love language would be acts of service, and perhaps gift giving? hence their willingness to kill a man for you.

- take this as you will, but they'd cherish any form of love you'd show them, unbiased to a particular way.

- dates with them would be a little over-the-top, they'd feel the need to take you to some 'fancy, high-end' restaurant that you don't even wanna GLANCE at the prices of.

- rest assured, they'd pay the bill in full. you've got no clue where they get the money, but they sure as hell have it.

- they want only the best for their loved one <3

Staring into the full-length mirror delicately hung on the wall inside your bedroom, you gave a once-over of your outfit. Patting down the minimal creases left on it, you hastily adjusted your hair one last time and nodded to yourself.

Azure and Peng had, yet again, reserved a date between the three of you at a newly-opened buffet down the road. Despite the establishment being public for no more than a month, countless reviews had surfaced online with various praises and 5-star ratings. This, of course, grabbed both the demon's attention, leading to tonight's scheduled dinner.

You entered the lounge room, meeting the gazes of two waiting members of the Brotherhood.

"Ready to go, love?" Azure called out, a smile lifting his cheeks.

You responded with your confirmation, only to be immediately interrupted by Peng, "Took you long enough!"

They stalked over to you and, despite the negativity of their previous comment that received your eye roll, lifted your hand to their beak to imitate a kiss to your hand, "But you look... Lovely, tonight."

The redness that bloomed on your cheeks was almost instant, furrowing your eyebrows with a shy grin. The two demons cherished your bashful expression, enjoying your flustered state whenever they slipped in a compliment towards you.

Not wishing to waste any more time, though, Peng kept their grip on your hand and followed Azure out the door. The restaurant was all but a few blocks away, an acceptable distance for walking. And walk you did; drifting into conversation and lighthearted banter as your freehand slipped into Azure's.

"And before he could get another word out, the man slipped in front of the Jade Emperor himself!" Peng exclaimed, earning a guffaw from Azure as he, too, recalled the memory fondly.

"If I remember correctly, he was too ashamed to show his face to the Celestial Realm ever again..." The lion demon added, earning a chuckle from you.

At this, you began to slow your pace, sighting your destination a few feet ahead. You relaxed your arms, having unconsciously begun to slightly swing your hands in the grasps of the demons beside.

Azure gave your fingers a soft squeeze as Peng nudged your shoulder playfully, both releasing their holds. The former turned to you, "I believe that we're a few minutes early... Would you be alright waiting here? We won't be but a moment."

At this promise, you nodded and they disappeared into the restaurant, cutting past the line due to their waiting reservation. Taking a step off to the side, away from the main pathway, you glanced up towards the sky.

Orange hues blurred together in the sky, a few stars littered amongst the clouds before the sun had fully set. A breeze drifted by, lifting a shiver from your body. You inhaled.

Hopefully they wouldn't take too long, whilst it wasn't winter, yet, the time was bordering on night, meaning the temperature would shortly drop. You weren't exactly dressed for such conditions, expecting to have been in the restaurant by now, surrounded by classy waiters with indoor heating.

A low whistle caught your attention.

"Looking pretty good tonight, babe," a gruff voice spoke out, belonging to a stranger with tousled hair, "You're seem pretty cold at the moment..."

Not wanting to assume the worst in people, you gave the man a strained smile and offered him small talk, "Uh, yeah—I am a little, but it'll be quite warm in the building, I presume."

"Psh, with a line like that? Sweets, you're gonna freeze out here!" He motioned to the queue of at least 30 people (you vaguely recalled the few online reviews that complained about the horrible lines—well, now you knew why...), "Wha'ddya say, I help you warm up, hey?"

Your heart dropped at the strangers flirtatious tone, fully comprehending that this was not just small talk, "O-Oh! Uh, actually, I'm just... Uhm, w-waiting for my partners..."

In a flash, his face dropped to a scowl. The emotions stirring on his face proved that he absolutely didn't believe that; you took a step back.

"Oh, yeah, sure," He took a step forward, "Reject the guy trying to be nice with some half-assed excuse. I'll never understand assholes like you."

That escalated... to quickly. A sense of fear stabbed through your chest, attempting to further move backwards, but instead hitting the brick wall of the restaurant behind you with a huff.

"H-Hey, chill! I just wasn't interested, man—" You attempted to neutralise the situation, unwilling to let your night take a turn for the worst, before you were interrupted.

"Don't tell me to chill." He sneered, "Bitches like you need to learn your place."

A whimper escaped you, eyes widening as the stranger in front of you raised a hand, palm flat as to hit you. A violent flinch left you bracing yourself.

"What's happening here?"

The familiar voice brought you more relief than it ever had before. Standing between you and your conflict was Azure, posture tall and threatening as Peng waited behind the stranger, having caught his hand in their grasp mid-air.

A visible gulp travelled down the strangers throat, "L-Listen, man; it was all them! You gotta learn to control your partner—."

His nervous laughter was cut off as Peng landed a swift kick to the back of his knees, landing him on the dirty ground and rendering him unable to fight back. Azure glanced back at you.

"Dear, our reservation is ready. You can go inside, we won't take long."

You meekly nodded, kissing him on the cheek before scurrying past the ever-growing queue, following a waitress that guided you to a free table. You weren't certain on the consequences that stranger was earning, but you knew Azure and Peng wouldn't let him leave peacefully. It warmed your heart to know they cared.

[vanitaslvr]

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⁞ It’s beautiful isn’t it? ᥫ᭡

Xiao x gn! Reader

↳ ꒰ content ꒱ fluff, reader is from mondstadt

↳ ꒰ tw ꒱ bad grammar, swearing (a little bit)

↳ ꒰ note ꒱ i just HAD to write for xiao (hes my main and i love him sm 😞🙁 (i spend 90€ on that bitch))

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A few day ago you came all the way from Mondstadt to Liyue just to watch this years lantern ride, you shaking of excitement you couldn’t wait to see all these pretty lanterns flying up the beautiful night sky

You booked yourself a room in wangshu inn and on your first day there you were mesmerized by the view from the big balcony yet you felt line you weren’t alone.. you felt eyes watching you „what the fuck?“ you said, as you looked around you don’t see anything or anyone but as you looked around once more you suddenly didn’t feel watched anymore you questioned yourself but shrugged it off and got back inside to get ready to look around liyue a bit.

Finally standing at the gate to liyue harbor you couldn’t wait to look around and test many foods. As you wandered around the small city you felt watched again by someone bit as you looked around you still can’t seem to find the person, giving up you decided to just let it be and continue your path around the small city.

After a few hours of eating food and buying small things for your family in Mondstadt you decided to go back to the wangshu inn. Tired you laid on your bed hoping to fall asleep fast as you were excited for the next night where the lantern ride is

The next day you decided to stay inside the inn and relax so you aren’t completely tired when the night comes around. After what felt like an eternity you finally find yourself at the harbor again its late and a lot of people were doing fun activities with their families, you felt happy but once again you felt a pair of eyes staring at you, you decided its best to watch the lantern ride somewhere quiet where no one is to make sure you see the beautiful moment completely

As you see lanterns rising up to the sky you felt a presence next to you

„It’s beautiful isn’t it?“ you asked as the person next to you kept quiet, you look at the person next to you

He was beautiful.. especially his yellow eyes, you stare at his eyes until you hear a loud bang, you turn to look up and see fireworks, you stared up the sky in awe not noticing the person next to you vanishing.

The next day inside the inn you decided to look outside the big balcony one last time and again you felt eyes on you

„Let me guess you’re the person from yesterday?“ you turn around to see him standing right behind you

„Xiao“ he said „my name is xiao“ you look at him smiling „im y/n it’s a pleasure to meet you finally.. so tell me why is it you look at me?“

„…“ he says nothing as he vanishes from your sight in not even a second, you were stunned but interested

…“until next lantern ride dear xiao“ you said as you turn to leave the inn

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Note: omfg I KNOW ITS BAD OKAY? I TRIED😭😭 its kind of hard to write for xiao? Idk oh well its if i make a part two or not Its up for you to decide actually :3

Don’t ask me why but I’ve been listening to genshin music while writing this😭 and by genshin music i literally mean the instrumental songs

[daydreaming-en-pointe]

A very Spidey Christmas - Hobie

Pairing: Hobie Brown x GN!Reader (1610!Miles, Gwen, 42!Miles, Margo, and Pavitr are here too)

Word count: 992

Warnings: One cuss word, usage of nicknames (peng, dove, my love) Hobie calls Miles ‘Peter Pan’ (not a warning per se but I just thought ppl might now understand it bc it might be a lil obscure or smth idk) slightly ooc Gwen, mild ghostflower/gwiles and some (subtle) prowlerbyte stuff <3

A/N: Can you tell I put the most effort into this 💔

VEE I USED YOUR GUIDE 😁 very helpful 10/10 would recommend so everyone go give it a read!

The sun was slowly sinking on the horizon, lighting up the frozen patterns inside the icicles hanging on the branches of trees as you finished determinedly constructing your snowman. Or rather, snow-building.

You had been hard at work for almost an hour now, and with the first traces of the evening starting to graze the darkening sky you stepped back to admire your handiwork, then decided to go over to everyone one by one to see their creations.

You had made an elaborately-designed snow-igloo, complete with miniature city built from snow surrounding it. You had painstakingly replicated the Brooklyn Bridge, the Statue of Liberty, and the Empire State Building out of small sticks and carefully-placed blankets of snow.

Your pride and joy of your entire display, however, was the diverse cast of tiny snow-people that sat on the ceiling dome of the igloo in various candid poses.

Snow-Hobie was distinguished by giant boots and a leather vest, the spikes on his mask and shoulders - made from twigs that were meticulously selected - sticking out at random angles as he played his little guitar for his audience. Which was, of course, namely the snow version of you - sitting cross-legged in front of him, every bit as supportive of him as you were in real life.

Ballet slippers and a hood set Gwen apart from the others as she danced en-pointe on the edge of the igloo, the perfect muse for an artist’s sketches. You had managed to replicate Miles’ hairstyle to a tee on his snow doppelgänger as he sat with his sketchbook in front of him, drawing Gwen as she posed for him.

Snow-Pavitr hung off one of the lower levels of the igloo’s walls, a thin web connecting him to the ceiling as his hair - and the fabric of his dhoti pants - all flopped to one side. Snow-Margo with her Afro puffs and the tiny version of the other Miles with his Prowler suit and braids were engaged in a conversation on the other side of the igloo dome, random parts of machinery scattered around them as they compared notes on everything they knew about technology and tinkering.

You wandered over to where Miles was working away at his snow sculpture, looking over his shoulder at the sharp edges and added flair of various leaves, stems and flowers which made his unique art style all the more recognizable even off the paper.

“What’re you making, Miles?”

“Oh, hi, Y/N! I’m actually trying to build Gwen… I’m not sure if it’s coming out well though.” He sat back and rubbed the back of his neck as he critically examined his creation. You took in the petals forming her hood, the leaves wrapped over each other to form her chucks, and the stems woven together to imitate a web shooting out from her wrist. “Well, I think it’s really cool.”

“Wait, really? Miles, that’s so sweet! I’m trying to make you too!” Gwen, who was sitting only a few feet away, gave him a warm smile and Miles just about lit up brighter than a Christmas tree. You chuckled under your breath at his reaction.

“I made a dog!” Pavitr piped up, proudly gesturing to his snow-dog. “His name’s Gulab Jamun!”

He was unfortunately sitting right in one of the sun’s last dying rays, so the dog’s face looked a little bit like a melted candle, but everything else had turned out pretty well.

“Pavi, I think now might not be the best time,” Margo murmured with a soft laugh, crouching to look at his sculpture. “It’s a good dog though.”

“They’re so in love it makes me sick,” Miles remarked, standing and looking at Gwen and Miles skeptically with his arms crossed. Margo lifted her head to glare up at him and he raised his palms in mock surrender. Though the small, fond smile that tugged at his lips as he looked at the purple spidergirl didn’t quite escape your watchful gaze.

“Don’t worry about ‘im, Peter Pan! ‘E’s just taking the mick,” Hobie called out reassuringly to Miles, who was now frowning slightly at the version of himself from another universe. “Lay off him, bruv! Man’s trying his best, innit?”

You joined Hobie a few metres away from everyone, where he appeared to be taking a break. “‘Ey, dove!” He called, his eyes lighting up with a grin when he saw you. You went to sit next to him and he wrapped a long arm around you. “‘Ow’s it goin’?”

“It’s good! I just about finished.” You turned to angle your gaze down at his… sculpture? Was that the right word for it? Maybe the term abstract art piece fit better? “Hobie, love, what’s yours supposed to be?”

“Oh, it’s a me’aphor for capi’alism.”

“Did it… fall apart?” You asked carefully, not wanting to come off as rude but also trying your best to understand what was in front of you.

“What d’you mean, peng ting? I actually patterned up and made it as thought-provokin’ as I could,” He sounded so genuinely puzzled by your questions that you decided to stop beating around the bush.

“Okay, I’ll bite. Hobie, that’s a pile of snow throwing up a middle finger.” You leaned forward slightly to see his masterpiece - a deliberately messy pile of snow flipping the world off, complete with a Norman Osborne figurine drowning in the snow in the centre, it’s eyes scratched out in Sharpie with bold X’s. “And is that… an Osborne action figure? Is this supposed to be something about him drowning in money he doesn’t deserve or even need? And the snow is supposed to symbolize the money saying, ‘fuck the world’?”

“See, now ya got it!” Hobie said proudly, not at all offended by your confusion and slight skepticism. “Now let’s go inside, shall we? My fingers are startin’ to freeze.”

“Your fingers are always freezing. Honestly, you’re somehow always so cold it’s a wonder that you’re not perpetually an ice cube.”

“All I’m ‘earin’ is that you think ‘m cool.”

@vhstown @l0starl @tatumis-a @deritosmi @hobiebrownismygod @therealloopylupin2099

[velvetydream]

꒰ :🌹 [ 5 Stolen Kisses - Shachi ] ”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯

Summary : Five Moments. Five Kisses, Shachi has stolen from you – Wanted or by accident.

Pairing : Shachi x GN! Reader

Word count : 1672

Genre : Fluff

➵ Warnings ; 4th one is spicy pls skip if that makes u uncomfy, Mention of blood

a/n : I'm in love with the whole heart pirates crew, so I had to write for one of my favorite boys from them, Shachi! ( Will also write 5 Stolen Kisses for Penguin, Law and Corazon!! Ehehe~!)

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One – A brief peck before a goodbye.

The polar tang had docked on a island near a little town. It was time the crew had to get new supplies again. You were currently leaning against the railing beside Bepo, waving of Ikkaku and you Captain who were going to get some supplies needed for the polar tang.

Footsteps were now nearing you and Bepo, making your head turn and smile at the two man, wearing their cute penguin and orca hats. Approaching you two, Penguin spoke up first, asking if you or Bepo needed anything from the town – you two were in charge of looking after the polar tang so no stranger would get onboard. “Some cookies would be nice, thanks Peng!” Smiling up at the man before you, his cheeks tinted slightly red, turning away and walking down the submarine.

“Well see you later!” Shachi smirks at you, placing a quick peek on your cheek, before running down dock, catching up with Penguin – giggling like a little school girl while doing so.

Meanwhile your cheeks slowly were turning into a soft rosy color. Yeah Shachi would often flirt with you, but he had never done anything more than a short little hug – never had he kissed your cheek.. It shocked you. But soon Bepo asked to play a round of cards, which for now made you forget what had happened.

Two – A fallen accident.

It was noon, the polar tang was currently floating above, giving the crew some time for sunlight. But you were currently in the kitchen. Penguin had asked you for help preparing the dinner for the whole crew. It could get a bit to much for one person to cook for the whole heart pirates crew and you were probably the only one allowed near kitchen utensils.

Especially after Shachi and Ikkaku had set the kitchen on fire, luckily Penguin and Law were able to extinguish the flames, the later then scowling the two members and telling them to never try cooking in the submarine ever again. Basically banning them from the kitchen – for anything else than eating already cooked food or for drinks.

Penguin had left the kitchen for a moment, having gone up the deck to ask Law something about when they dock again, as he was running out of a few things yet again. Meanwhile you were trying to reach up something on the top drawer of the shelves.. Why did Penguin have to be one of the tallest members of the crew..

Climbing onto the cabinet now, you were trying to reach the item you wanted, just when you fingers reached the article, you felt you knee slip and were now falling backwards. Closing you eyes tightly preparing for the impact, you felt two arms trying to catch you in time, which resulted in you falling onto the person. A groan left the person under you as you fell onto them.

Opening your eyes now, your face was directly in front of Shachis.. His lips touching yours. You were that close – you could even see his wide eyes through his sunglasses. Sitting up to quickly, you accidentally ram you knee into his side, making him groan and clutch his waist. “That's definitely a way of saying thank you..” Shachi still has a little smirk on his face. “I'm so sorry.. Oh my god! Are you okay?” Cheeks aflame again, even worse than when he had kissed you cheek.

Suddenly a loud laugh was booming through the kitchen, making you jump to your feet. Penguin probably had seen it all, now clutching his stomach as tears of laughing where running down his cheeks.. That asshole. Shachi probably though the same, as he dashed for his friend, who just ran away still laughing.

A sigh leaves your lips, as your eyes look up to the item you wanted. “I guess no pepper for today's meal..”

Three – The taste of metal.

Law had taken Shachi, Penguin and Bepo on a supposedly short mission. Well.. Said mission turned out to be way longer and dangerous than any of you had anticipated.

Ikkaku was screaming from on the deck, making you dash up there finding Bepo holding Shachi and Penguin on his shoulders, Law slightly leaning against the polar bear. What in the world had happened? They all were bloody, Bepo still looking the least beaten up out of the four. Quickly Bepo had brought the three man into Laws infirmary. Ikkaku started helping you patch up your captain and crew-mates. Bepo was quickly finished, your captain and the other two took a little longer. Law was by now also unconscious – well he probably just rather feel asleep taking from his snoring.

A groan ripped you from your thoughts as Shachi was the first one to wake up out of the three. Ikkaku was getting some ice to cool their wounds with Bepo. “Shachi! You're awake again!” Running over to the redhead now, his hat and glasses laying on the little table beside the bed. “How'd we get back here?” His eyes slightly squinting, as the lights in the room were a little bit to bright after just waking up. “Gotta thank Bepo for that, he brought all three of you guys back here, Ikkaku and I took care of your wounds then.” Sitting down on the edge of the bed, you softly laid your hand on his cheek, him leaning into your hand with a content sight. “Sorry for troubling you guys.” Eyes meeting yours now, his right eyes was slightly purple, which would probably get worse over the next few days. “It's okay, I'm just glad you all are safe..”

And as if something was pulling you to each other, Shachis lips suddenly meet yours in a soft kiss. It tasted a little bit like metal, but that was fine because it was Shachi kissing you. Hands were softly pulling you closer by the waist, your hands meanwhile softly threading through his auburn locks.

“Fucking finally! Penguin owes me an extra desert!” Ikkakus voice makes you pull away from the man before you, looking at her with red cheeks – she was grinning at you two. This made you groan annoyed and turning back to Shachi, hiding you face in his neck – he in return just laughed it all off, letting his hand glide over your hair as he looked down at you with a soft and content smile.

Four – At the dead of night.

It was late at night, the submarine was quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the soft sounds of the ocean around the polar tang.

Soft foot patter could be heard through the hallway of the submarine, as Shachi was dragging you to his room. He had kicked Penguin out earlier that evening, telling him Bepo had a bad dream and to go cuddle him – Bepo not even questioning and just being happy about any free cuddles. Pulling you into the room Shachi normally shared with Penguin, he softly presses you against the door – a click could be heard as he locks the door.

“You're so beautiful..” Shachis voice was soft, almost a whisper so only you can hear it – not that anyone was awake beside two members far away at the front coordinating the submarine. His hands were slowly gliding from your waist, down to your hips, Shachi was so close, you could feel him breath and feel every muscle on his lean body.

Soon Shachis lips connected with yours, he couldn't wait anymore, he needed to feel your lips on his. It was soft at first, testing out the waters. You guys mostly shared only soft little kisses or pecks. This was different – he was needy.. And so where you. Arms slowly sneaking around his shoulders, as his hands slightly slid under your shirt, halting at your waist. Shachis lets his tongue softly drag over your lips, as you open them slightly. His immediately invading your space, a little groan coming from his throat making you moan. This definitely awakened somethings in his pants. Pulling away slowly, pants echoing through the room, a string of saliva connecting your tongues.

Picking you up onto his hips now – feeling his hard one surely now, he carefully walks over to the bed, laying you down, before connecting his lips with yours again..

Let's just say the next morning Penguin slammed the door close again the fastest he has ever done, walking away.

Five – Peace.

The submarine was on top of the ocean again. Shachi was leaning against the wall, you between his legs as he holds a a few cards in his hands, Bepo and Penguin opposite of you two. Nothing major had happened over the course of the last few days.. It was quiet – for which you where thankfull.

“Hah! I won again!” Penguin throws his cards down, revealing he had won jet another time, making Shachi groan, as he hands his cards to Bepo to mix them up again. His arms snaking around your waist now, as he lays his head against your shoulder. Eye looking down at the reddish blemish on your neck he had left there the other night, making him smile contently. A soft kiss was pressed to your neck, making you look down to your red haired lover. Finding his eyes looking at you with the most loving and soft look you had ever seen – you were so lucky to have him, he was an angel..

“Stop gawking at each other! Take the cards Shachi!” Penguin sometimes was quit annoyed when you two were being lovey dovey, but still he supported you two and was happy for you. Shachi takes the cards into his hands, just when Penguin looked down into his, he turned your head around and pressed a soft kiss to your lips, before checking his cards.

You were at peace. It was beautiful.

[eggyboyoart]

Handsome 2.0

Just a young artist thirsting over people who don't exist lol.

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Masterlist below - Please be respectful :D

No Title - Izuku Midoriya x GN Reader (TW: angst with comfort, slightly yandere/worshipping vibes??, religious commentary - approx. 700 words)

Dabi brainrot - League meme post (TW: food - less than 100 words)

Domestic Bliss - Shoto Todoroki x GN Reader Crack Fic (TW: Shoto being bad at cooking, fluff/crack, mentions of vomit/throwing up/gagging, Shoto being hopelessly oblivious - approx. 1800 words)

Time Freezing Quirk Theory - what it would be like to be able to freeze time in the mha universe (TW: stealing (money/objects/classified information), murder (slitting throats), psychological confusion caused by quirk-usage, nose bleeding, ear bleeding, eye bleeding, passing out - approx. 500 words)

The Quest for the Furnace - ONLY ON AO3 - canon-divergent parody of JTTW with members of the brotherhood and you :D (TW: dadcaque, tags to be added)

LMK Six Eared Macaque - silly goofy guy headcanons :D (TW: top surgery scars (we luv) - approx. 500 words)

LMK Azure Lion - silly goofy lion headcanons :D (TW: Azure with lion traits supremacy lol - approx. 500 words)

LMK Red Son - silly bull prince headcanons :D (TW: Agender Red Son (WE LOVE HER) - approx. 500 words)

LMK Tang - silly little cicada headcanons :D (TW: Smoking herbs, hoarding - approx. 500 words)

LMK Peng - silly girlypop bird bitch :D (TW: punching children, discussion of insecurity - approx. 500 words)

Liar - You and Peng fight; its not pretty (TW: blood, sharp weapon (spear), physical violence, claws, reader is part dragon, peng and reader fight, reader gets a solid wallop on peng's face - approx. 1000 words)

LMK MK - silly GAY GAY GAY baby monkie man (TW: none - approx. 500 words)

LMK Sun Wukong - silly stinky monkey loser (TW: wukong not bathing lol - approx. 500 words)

NU: carnival harem and if they would/would not fuck their clone - teehee :3 (TW: NSFW +18, mentions of 'hate-sex' (the violent kind), spitroasting and general NSFW themes :D - approx. 1300 words)

Kuya Misc. Headcanon - Kuya and drinks (TW: kuya :D - less than 100 words)

Yakumo Misc. Headcanon - Yakumo and drinks (TW: cutest little snake man ever, and kuya ig (reblogged from kuya and drinks soo..) - less than 100 words)

NU: carnival Drink HCs - Aster, Edmond and Olivine and what drinks they like :) - (TW: drinking blood (Aster obvs), a raging sweet-tooth and 'making a mess' - approx. 300 words)

Yakumo dating HCs - I LOVE YAKUMO RAHH- - (TW: poly yakumo/eiden/you ig? (yakumo has two hands), cutie-patootie - approx. 500 words)

Kuya dating HCs - Kuya, my husband - (TW: typical kuya behaviour, uncharacteristically soft Kuya (that fox is a big baby, change my mind-) - approx. 600 words)

Capitano/Assistant brainrot - Capitano and Sassy Assistant GN Reader (TW: princess as a joking nickname (referring to self) - less than 100 words)

SAGAU Winged Creator - Fun lil’ Xiao and Winged Creator brainrot (TW: heights (flying with wings), massage, could be interpreted platonic or romantic, could also be interpreted as suggestive at the end - approx. 400 words)

Scara Drawing + Body hcs - Emo Scara and ‘doll’/body hcs (TW: broken porcelain, electricity/electro, electrocuting ppl, stabbing ppl, - approx. 200 words)

Modern College Scara - Scara being attracted to idiots/you (TW: Scara calling you dumb and stupid - less than 100 words)

SAGAU creator speaking to animals - crack, pure crack and meme shit abt the creator being able to talk to animals and turns out, animals are assholes :| (TW: swearing, animals beating ppl up - approx. 200 words)

‘Wolf Day’ - Shaw pack headcanons/brainrot (TW: wolves - approx. 150 words)

Mate Job headcanons - Shaw Pack’s Mate’s Jobs (TW: cooking food/hospitality industry - approx. 560 words)

D.A.M.N. headcanons - D.A.M.N. squad headcanons (TW: talk of weapons for decorative purposes, drunkingly making out?? - approx 280 words)

Darlin’ brainrot - Shifted Darlin’ brainrot (TW: wolf - less than 100 words)

Magical theory - Fun theories about the applications of magic (TW: brief mention of gold being imbedded into skin (no blood/gore) - approx. 200 words)

Darlin’ craft store - Darlin’ owning a craft store + chaotic vamp fam (TW: none - approx. 100 words)

Darlin’ and Bright Eyes brainrot - most badass duo stg (TW: none - less than 100 words)

Darlin’ and Bright Eyes headcanons - my two faves being friends :D (TW: talk of, and I quote, ‘fucking a bitch up’ - approx. 350 words)

Lasko headcanons - Lasko being a secret hoe (TW: spicy clothes, innuendos? implied sexy times with Gavin (as per usual) - less than 100 words)

Dom Lasko headcanon - small hc about Lasko as a dom :D (TW: lasko’s irresistable sex appeal - approx. 200 words)

D.A.M.N. boy + Imperium AU headcanons - drawings abt how I think the D.A.M.N. boys look/dress like + Imperium AU as well (TW: sexiness, scars from being attacked, failed assassination attempt - approx. 700 words)

Camelopardalis/Freelancer brainrot - Freelancer relentlessly flirting with Cam :D (TW: Cam being easily flustered, Freelancer loving every moment of it - approx. 100 words)

Asset brainrot - Asset being a curious nuisance :)) (TW: none - less than 100 words)

Freelancer Revenge - Freelancer revenge brainrot during the E&E games (TW: Kody, fantastic memes - less than 100 words)

Just Grell - I love Grell sm (TW: amazing, beautiful woman - less than 100 words)

Julian’s route brainrot - brainrotting about the Apprentice, Portia, Asra and Julian’s death (TW: SPOILERS FOR JULIAN’S ROUTE, angst, little to no comfort, death, plague/sickness, incurable disease, not eating/drinking/moving for days, emotionally/mentally breaking down, crying, Apprentice really goes through it - approx. 650 words)

Stanley Parable Theory - stanley parable x presentable liberty thepry (TW: deadly virus, dying to said deadly virus, ghosts, haunting - approx. 250 words)

No Title - Handplates mini fic (TW: forgetting, gaster spoliers ig?? - approx. 150 words)

Underclash - Undertale au idea (TW: gladiator fights, fighting/killing for fun, being forced to fight for your life - approx. 

Asbestos theory - Asbestos in the facility and Chell’s life expectancy (TW: Asbestos related disease/cancer/sickness, Portal 2 spoilers? - approx. 250 words)

Your Favourite Human Hosts(TM) - brainrot abt Solomon and MC having a podcast (TW: lucifer’s ass - less than 100 words)

Rich MC Obey me! AU - Obey Me! AU where MC is like RICH rich, featuring; Asmodeus, Mammon and Leviathan (TW: money, BIG money times - approx. 300 words)

Beach Funtimes - unhinged MC, Diavolo and Lucifer :) (TW: mention of Dia's impeccable tiddies, being generally annoying toward Lucifer :), poetic rizz - less than 100 words)

Your Favourite Human Hosts (TM) pt2 - more about MC and Solomon's Morning News Podcast (TW: licking door knobs and that making ppl sick, fist fighting - approx. 250 words)

Too Far From Home - original space alien horror story (TW:  space, sci fi? murderous alien/space monster, blood, guts, gore, head wound, stomach wound, excessive use of the word moist and wet and other variations, off screen murder, implied murder at the end, not reader insert - approx. 1600 words)

S.A.P. (Super Abilities Project) - old story idea (TW: being submerged underwater for a long period of time, stressful/life threatening situations, being ‘stretched’ in a experimental/torture scenario, being electrocuted, being experimented on/tortured - approx. 250 words)

Project Control - an old story idea from like, 2017-2018 (TW: science experiments, ‘monster’/not human test subjects, murder of a test subject - approx. 600 words)

Project Control 2 - Test Subject 1 and 3 (TW: wack ass drawings/old art style, ‘monsters/test subjects’ (no gore), disproportionate body parts, ‘inhuman’ appearance. humans being experimented on, a child being suicidal - approx. 250 words)

Project Control 3 - Test Subject 4 (TW: conjoined twins, old art style, ‘monster’/non-human test subject, disproportionate body parts, ‘inhuman’ appearance, humans being experimented on, two humans being ‘merged’ into one monster? - approx. 150 words)

[fanged-fanfics]

If you’re still writing for lmk can I get peng x a dominate reader, as in they’re quick to remind Peng who’s the one in charge here lol! Peng needs to be put in their place

☆ The Real One In Charge — Peng x GN Reader HCs ☆

Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

──────.𖥔 ݁ ˖˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ──────

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Peng is a naturally very prideful bird, someone who takes a lot of time in maintaining a good appearance, both literally and when it comes to reputation. That is, until they met you, and they made the mistake of snarling around you frequently

ᯓᡣ𐭩 The first time Peng made an underhanded jab around you, they were surprised how quickly you shut it down. You told them to knock it off with no hesitation, and they would've taken offense if they weren't so caught off guard

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You also weren't afraid to yank them back if they were about to jump into a fight. You'd pinch their wing, tug them back by their arm, or even yank a feather if needed. It always swam around their mind. How could you have such audacity?! The nerve!

ᯓᡣ𐭩 They'd tried to start plenty of arguments with you over it. 'How dare you boss around the great Golden-Winged Peng', 'Do you have any idea how long I've fought to do what I please', a bunch of Peng's hurt ego leaking through, which you could easily brush off

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Unbeknownst to you, what Peng was most annoyed about was his own internal reaction to you. You're bold enough to stand up to them when no one else would, challenging them and their bold claims of superiority. Peng actually found it very attractive

ᯓᡣ𐭩 They hated that they did, at least at first. But as it went on, they began saying some pompous things intentionally, just to hear you put them in their place and remind them of how you don't feel the slightest bit intimidated

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You of course caught on, Peng's smarmy smirks didn't exactly hide much, not from you. And maybe that's why it got to them so much. The hidden vulnerability of having no walls between you, knowing their confident snark can be seen through for once

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Peng eventually started approving their behavior, to humor you and your confidence. The rest of the Brotherhood asked— sometimes jokingly, sometimes with genuine curiosity— how'd you managed to do it. You brushed it off casually, catching Peng's glance from nearby. You knew they'd never believe you if you just said the truth, so you decided to keep it between you two

[yanderelmk]

Can I request some Yan Azure x Gn reader headcanons please? 👀💗 I think I'm not the only one who simps 🥺 thanks a bunch!

- 🎧 Headphones anon (I'm new here and glad to discover this blog!)

A/N: I am ushering you in out of the rain and feeding you this cup of content as you warm by the fireplace. I am the old crone in the woods who will give you this content ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- - Protective lion. Very protective of you and might or might not have this thing where he growls at people he doesn't like while holding you close - Very gently, very delicately, he will use his tongue to groom your hair/keep you clean (he has to be careful b/c lion tongues are very powerful) - Will appear behind you to put his arms around you in a show of ownership as he intently stares at the person he's trying to ward off - Those claws and teeth can be used to effectiveness if he doesn't have his sword on hand, or if the person who earned his ire has pissed him off in a particular way - Imagining someone who's harmed you is walking down an ally you see Azure's eyes glowing in the darkness. The second they stop he's on them, his teeth digging into their neck - If he's very proud of his kill he'll leave you a little treat on your doorstep like a cat bringing you food. He wants praise. Praise him - Azure is so in love with you that whenever he's proud of your accomplishments Yellowtusk and Peng will be treated to him rambling about it and just gushing over you "And they have just the sweetest smile!" - Chivalrous Knight all day every way he will hold open every door and carry everything for you if you would let him he will also kneel and kiss the back of your hand - Although if you return the favor he will have to calibrate but he will get THE biggest smile and be so excited - Actually, going on that, if you return the favor by doing a murder for him in return he will literally be so happy and will assist you and will show you all of his resources (where he hides the bodies)

[jlheon]

# ENTOPIA — @ JlHEON 1K EVENT ꣑୧

PENG'S NOTE. hai guys !! thank you so much for 1k followers (>ω<) i wanted to do an event to celebrate hitting this milestone within two months <3

I LOVE BEABADOOBEE. i don't know if this is apparent by my theme but one of my all time favorite artists is bea! i've written and have drafts based on her songs & thought it would be fun for people to do the same :D

# RULES

01. pick an enhypen member & a bea song— any album, single, and even unreleased!

02. to join reblog this post with your choice of member, song, and tag a couple mutuals!

03. member x fem/gn reader— sfw works only ( a little suggestive is allowed! )

04. your work can be headcannons, drabble, oneshot, long fic, & really anything! ( do put a read more if over 500 words )

05. me in your post & have the event listed! i want to see your works :3 + use the tag for the event in the first five hashtags!

06. entries should be uploaded by july 12th ( enhypen comeback day! ) & dropouts by july 1st

07. lastly, i’m not so sure what the end goal of this event is but i will be reading everyone’s works! ( maybe writing requests for the author’s of my favorite pieces but i’m scared of looking biased… )

08. have fun with this event! i’ll be writing my own fics as well for this that will be listed below sooner or later ><

09. GLUE SONG IS FOR @junislqve !!! if you write a hee or jake fic to cologne i’ll kiss you

PENG’S TRACKS. 01. COMING HOME 02. EVERYTHING I WANT 03. THE WAY THINGS GO

[hobiebrownismygod]

can you make a fanfic about the hobie and the reader who are the exact opposite of him have to go on a mission together? Like almost everything about them if the exact opposite of hobie, Personality and combat wise! Thank you, you’re work is amazing!!!

this was fun to write, ty for requesting!! <3

Hobie Brown x GN!Reader

Reader is low-key autistic btw I thought it would add to the plot

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Hobie Brown was...strange.

You never understood his infatuation with such loud music and flashy clothes, the desire to be so chaotic and upfront. There was never a quiet moment with Hobie Brown and although some might find that refreshing, you couldn't help but feel very overwhelmed whenever you were around him.

You were about the exact opposite of him, from your personality to your combat to even your spider-suit. You were quieter, more docile and doe-like with dainty movements and gentle looks. You fought like a feather, almost floating as you leapt through the sky with your bright, yet simple webs and your quick, sleek movements. Every hit, every punch was always perfectly under control, never too hard or too soft.

And then there was Hobie Brown with his clanky boots and statement wear, harsh movements and powerful jabs. You could never quite understand why he was the way he was. Why be so...messy? So...anarchic? It was just too much for you.

You tried your best to avoid him, knowing that just a couple minutes with him would make your brain go haywire, unable to process not only his words and his actions, but also his accent and those flashy colors.

But then of course, avoidance never truly works out.

"Miggy wants you to report to his office!" A cheery woman with heart-shaped sunglasses appeared on your wrist, pointing at you with a wink. "What for?" You asked curiously, bringing the hologram up to your face. "Some mission." She replied with a shrug. "Don't be late!"

It only took you a few minutes to gracefully swing through HQ and land in front of the entrance to his office. You entered, peeking your head in curiously to see Miguel, facing the wall and talking to someone who you couldn't see. "You called for me?" You asked, approaching him.

As Miguel turned around, your eyes widened when your gaze landed upon none other than the infamous Spider-Punk himself, annoyed look on his face as he frowned at Miguel before looking at you. "Hey peng."

He smirked at you and you glared at Miguel, waiting for an explanation. "Your mission for the week." Miguel said, hands on his hips as he asked Lyla to pull up a chart for the two of you. "Stakeout."

Hobie let out a groan, arms falling to his sides as he walked in front of Miguel, annoyingly obstructing the screen from his view. "A stakeout? Are you being serious right now, mate?" he asked with a pouting expression. "I didn't even do that much damage, I don't deserve this!"

"Wait-" You piped up, waving your hand at Miguel to grab his attention. "Why am I here?"

"You'll be accompanying Hobie on this mission in Earth-1548. Doc Ock stakeout." Miguel said, not really paying either of you attention as he continued to read whatever was on his screen.

"But-"

"No buts. You haven't logged any hours this week, you're falling behind. This is how you're going to make up for it."

"But why is he coming?" You asked quietly, glancing over at Hobie who looked just as annoyed to be a part of this, although you knew he was probably more annoyed about the actual mission than being assigned to work with you. After all, he never disliked you. It was just never a match.

"Becau-"

"Cuz I made a teensy little mistake and Miggy here thinks it'll be the end of the world." Hobie replied with a scoff, walking to your side with his arms folded over his chest. "Nearly destroying my tracking system wasn't a teensy mistake." Miguel replied coldly to which Hobie smiled. "You're right. It wasn't a mistake."

Miguel grunted under his breath, refusing to look Hobie in the eyes. "Go. Lyla'll give you the coordinates." He said, waving the two of you off with a scowl. Hobie chuckled under his breath as he walked alongside you, stealing glances at your disappointed expression. "What's wrong? Weren't expecting to get stuck with me today?" He asked in a mock-hurt voice, leaning down with one of his knowing smiles. "You don't gotta be scared of me, you know. I don't bite."

He leaned in a little closer, eyes scanning over yours. "Unless you want me to."

You gave him an irritated look and he pulled himself back, grin still spread widely across his face. "Let's just get this over with." You said quietly, turning the dial on your watch to Earth-1548 as he did the same.

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"What is taking so long?" You asked annoyedly, perched on the edge of the building with your eyes glued onto the Alchemax just a couple hundred feet in front of you. "Patience, darling, patience." Hobie replied, picking at a patch on his jeans. "You know he just sent us here to waste time, so why be so serious about it? So-called 'mission' isn't even worth it."

You looked back at him as he leaned back with his hands flat on the ground for support, looking up at the clear blue sky. "You know, I don't think I've ever spoken to you much." He said with a grin, looking back at you, head lolling to the side. "Tell me about y'self."

You sighed quietly, debating whether you should really start up a conversation with him or not. You sat back, deciding it would be best to kill time while you could. "What do you want to know?" you asked softly.

"Who are you, peng?" He asked, leaning in slightly, eyes narrowed. "I'm Spider-man[woman]." you replied with a slight smile. "We both know that's not what I meant, love" he said with a chuckle, scooching forward so he could be closer to you. "Who are you?"

"That's such a stupid question to ask."

"I'm trying to seem mysterious." He wiggled his eyebrows at you and laughed.

"It's not working." You snorted, looking back out into the distance, eyes scanning over the Alchemax that a certain Doc Ock should be attacking any moment now.

"Why are you always avoiding me?" He asked curiously, resting his chin in his palm as he watched you with a slight smile. "So quiet...you've barely said a word to me since I've met you." You avoided his question, pretending you didn't hear him as you continued to look away. You weren't sure how to respond.

How were you supposed to tell him that his presence made you feel small, insignificant? How were you supposed to tell him that you didn't know how to speak up around him? That you were too shy?

"Oi-" he snapped his fingers at you, "-answer the question, darling."

You looked back at him awkwardly, hugging your knees to your chest as you stared at him. "So...? Why d'you avoid me?" he asked expectantly.

"I can't-" you hesitated for a moment, "-you're too much." You said quietly. "Too much?"

"I can't process you." You said quickly, trying to stop the embarrassment from flushing across your face. "You're so loud and colorful and your accent makes it hard for me to understand you-" you began to ramble.

"Hey." he said quietly, trying to calm you down. "I'm not loud. I'm just like that with the mask on, it's part of the gig." he said with a shy chuckle, eyes squinting up slightly as he smiled at you. "Good ol' Hobie Brown isn't nearly as chaotic as y'might think."

"What do you mean?"

"I...I'm just like that with the mask on, love." He said, shaking his head. "I haven't been very loud the past ten minutes, have I?" He was right. He'd been acting shockingly mellow since he'd been alone with you. "I'm a chaotic person, yes, but I'm not that bad."

A wave of embarrassment washed over you. "Sorry." You mumbled awkwardly, not sure how else to respond. He really wasn't that different from you after all. "I didn't mean to call you loud, I just-" suddenly, you realized he wasn't looking at you anymore. He was staring at something behind you.

You turned around to see none other than the anomaly you were supposed to be catching climbing into the Alchemax. With nothing more than a shared glance, the two of you were off, swinging in your own respective ways as you approached the entrance of the Alchemax.

It didn't take long for you to defeat the anomaly, with you webbing him up while Hobie dragged his unconscious body towards the portal. When you arrived back at Miguel's office in HQ, you were ready to part ways, having faced enough embarrassment for the day.

Before you could leave, however, he grabbed your arm gently. "We should do this again. A stakeout." He suggested quickly, eyes wide in anticipation of your answer. You stared at him for a moment, taking a minute to properly understand what he'd said before a smile spread across your face. "Yeah. Yeah, we should." You said quietly.

He smiled widely at you before putting his arm around you, causing you to stumble forward slightly in shock. "Guess we're friends now. Y'can't get rid of me." He said, ruffling your hair as you struggled in his grasp. "I thought you said you were quiet" You mumbled, trying to push his hand off. "This is me being quiet." He laughed, dragging you along with him as he walked out of the office.

Some people were just...different. Although you weren't complaining.

Opposites attract, right?

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

A/N: Hopefully this was what you wanted anon! I didn't really know how to write a fight scene that would add to the plot, so I kind of skipped over it. I hope you don't mind. Let me know if there's anything you'd like me to change or add!!

Taglist: @therealloopylupin2099 @spiderrinn @l0starl @daydreaming-en-pointe @itsparis-07 @vileviale @puff-hugs @s6onder @@d0ubl-tr0ubl3 @lauryn2558

[https-sen]

May the Cherry Blossoms Fall Upon Your Arrival

Recommend listening while reading!!

Zhongli x gn!reader

Masterlist

Love can come and go like the storms and unpleasant memories of life. Nonetheless, your love for Zhongli remains true as the tides sweep the angst away and the wind blows uncertainty out the heart. You both embraced each other with genuine care, honesty and love. You couldn't ask for more than the perfection shaped into a figure, whom you were married to, that lies infront of you to this day.

"Darling, please. I can't bear you leaving.. I just have a terrible hunch that something's not right.", he mumbled as he held your hand. The hand that he would kiss everytime before his lover goes somewhere. But nowhere as far as this. "It's just a short adventure, love. I promise I'll be careful. And besides, Ningguang is tagging along to make sure we're fine!", you sighed as you looked into your wonderful husbands eyes. It was full of concern and uncertainty. You managed to make him give in which was a challenge.

"Fine, but please be careful... I cant bear hearing you get hurt. Or worse..", he looks down when the thought came to mind. He can't possibly imagine a life.. a world without you. "Dear blossom, promise me alright?", he wants reassurance that you'd definitely come back. Safe and sound. Back in his arms. "Of course I will, my love. I'd come back to you. Whether the sun sets in the east or if the tides disappeared from the shores, I'd come back to you no matter what." He smiled softly at that.

"Then I shall hope the best for you, my darling. May the cherry blossoms fall upon your arrival. When you return..", you kissed his forehead. "Return to your arms.", you replied with a hug.

a/n: i didnt proofread it because im a lazy dumbass, anyways i thought writing like this would be fun since i've never thought of writing "poetry-like" fics so lmk if you enjoyed this! give me a follow, reblog and like if you want to help my small acc ^_^ it makes me really happy and i appreciate it <3

[fanged-fanfics]

Can I request a "Macaque, Monkey king and xiangliu (separately) x reader Who is a phoenix". Like they are literally a humanoid bird like Peng with Phoenix powers. Reader can be gender-neutral

💜🌙 Pretty Bird — 👑🧡 Macaque, Monkey King, and Xiangliu (separately) x GN Phoenix!Reader HCs 🐍💚

Genres: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

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- All would've likely known you for a pretty long time considering Phoenixes are immortal, your gift of natural rebirth being something they found deeply interesting as big believers in the reincarnation cycle and multiple lifetimes

- Wukong would get so intensely concerned if you ever croaked in front of him. Like he'd be panicking and getting ready to mourn for ages and would have no idea what to do until you finally poof back to normal. He's way too busy hugging you and incoherently sobbing for you to explain the process to him the first time. After that he's calmer, but it still scares him a bit

- Macaque would make little jabs of you being ahead of the game when it came to reincarnation cycles. Despite his immense annoyance with Peng, he finds you much more entertaining and actually enjoyable to be around. He offers you a space in his performances. Would be a shame to let those pretty feather stay hidden, no?

- Xiangliu is a big complimenter. He talks a lot about the beauty of your feathers, the grace of your wings, the elegance of you talons— he's someone who makes his affection known very easily, and he's not ashamed of letting you know how he's never seen such a beautiful avian before

- Xiangliu also finds you to be an oddly stable force in his life. With the cycles Nüwa puts him through, he's used to unpredictability, and the idea of losing everything and going back to what he had before is terrifying. But seeing you be so in control of your own rebirth gives him ease. He sees you as a symbol of hope for his plans, and a very glad reassurance that you will remember him

- Wukong finds a lot of motivation in the inspiration behind your rebirths. The idea that perseverance can always prevail, and that falling doesn't automatically mean the end. He stays as close to you as possible, but feels safe letting you battle beside him as well due to your resilience

- Macaque always finds himself attracted to your feathers. They're so soft and comforting, always carrying a warmth to them. He gently nuzzles them whenever he can and jokingly traps you into being his pillow, but he sleeps best when he can nuzzle into your chest

- The three of them really have a lot of stress off of their minds when they realize you're an immortal. There's not as big of a sense of having someone to lose. They feel a connection and understanding between you that comforts them

- Wukong loves showing you to the Monkey Crew, describing in vibrance how you were there during so many major moments for him, and how having you by his side helped so much

- With Macaque, it's a slight bit more isolated. He spent ages to himself, just wanting to be completely alone. But when he crawled himself out of his own pit, you being there to pick him back up after is something he's never forgotten

- Xiangliu promises the whole world to you, feeling comfortable enough to have you right by his side as he worked through the motions of his plan. He let you know everything, keeping himself sane by conversating with you frequently