#please don't make it wierd-

[serendipityhippityhoppity]

Reupload (not too sure why I deleted it in the first place sorry lol)

[greatprotector-if]

I think we all need therapy after this M!Galen body type experience..... Luckily I am a (unlicensed/terrible/DANGEROUS) therapist! You will find my office in the men's bathroom of a condemned building. I look forward to scrubbing all your minds of this unfortunate experience

yeah seems safe and legit and i don't think going here would add on to any previously accumulated trauma! (/s) have fun having your minds scrubbed guys <3

[seaseren]

Genuinely. The idea of needing someone who is so much stronger than you, who is irreplacable, who could leave at a moment and there's nothing you could do and you would all be fucked- and this person has no regard for you, actively resents you, finds you a nuisance at best and at worst actively dislikes you is the stuff of a great psychological horror. Having to mold yourself around this person who is a walking army, a ticking bomb who you know thinks you're useless and demanding and just dead weight- and you look up to them. They have to be right. They're the hero, aren't they?

[littlehenrikehd]

Screaming crying throwing up hyperventilating wailing shaking-

[mmas4]

No context

Head empty

Hand reach

What

[weldnas]

don’t forget to say she’s racist tho !

Wildest dream was a white Africa fr

[eclips-moon]

Batboys finding you sleeping in wierd places headcanon:

Damian Wayne

"Bro, you can't keep doing this." Damian finds you sleeping in the weirdest spots, and he's lowkey over it. One time, you're passed out in the Batmobile, snacks everywhere, legs hanging out the door. He just stands there, staring at you like you're the most chaotic thing he's ever seen. “How do you even fall asleep like this?” But of course, he’s not gonna leave you there. He rolls his eyes, adjusts the seat, and tucks you in (very dramatically) like, “Don’t make this a habit.” He’s not mad. He’s just... concerned? But mostly shook by your ability to sleep anywhere.

Tim Drake

“I literally told you to stop drinking so much coffee.” Tim finds you asleep everywhere—face down on a stack of papers, in the middle of the Batcave, on top of the Batcomputer. He doesn’t even act surprised anymore. He’s just like, “Well, I warned you.” One time, you’re passed out on the couch, snacks everywhere, and Tim picks up the coffee cup you definitely spilled while napping. “I love you, but this is chaos,” he says, brushing some crumbs off your face. "Next time, please at least use the chair." He leaves a note with your next coffee: “You’re welcome.”

Dick Grayson

“You’re so cute, but like, also... why???” Dick finds you asleep in the kitchen, spread out on the counter like you’ve been hit by a truck. He can't help but laugh, but also he's lowkey impressed that you managed to fall asleep there. He pulls out his phone and takes a pic (because of course he does). “I’m definitely showing this to everyone,” he says, not even hiding his grin. You wake up mid-photo, trying to act like you weren’t drooling, but Dick just chuckles. "Gonna frame this one." You’re like, “Please, no,” and he’s already texting it to the group chat.

Jason Todd

“You’re literally doing this to mess with me, aren’t you?” Jason finds you sleeping everywhere—on the floor, under the Batmobile, sprawled out on the roof. He’s got that annoyed big brother vibe, like, “You’re going to get a crick in your neck,” but the second he sees you all cute and dead to the world, he can’t help but sigh. One time, he even gently picks you up to move you. You wake up in a daze, and he’s like, “I didn’t sign up for this. But you look adorable when you're asleep, so whatever.” “No need to carry me, I’m fine,” you mumble. “I’m doing it because I have no choice,” he responds.

Duke Thomas

“How do you even sleep like this?” Duke is actually concerned when he finds you sleeping in random spots, but at the same time, it’s kinda funny. One time, he finds you passed out on the floor of the training room, head on a punching bag like it’s your pillow. He’s like, “You... you okay? How does that even happen?” He sits down next to you and gives you a little nudge. “You’re making me look bad, you know that? I’m over here trying to be all cool, and you’re taking naps in the middle of the Batcave.” He laughs but also kinda adjusts you, “Next time, at least use a pillow or something.”

Bruce Wayne

“You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?” Bruce, being Bruce, finds you sleeping in the weirdest places—and honestly, he’s just not even shocked anymore. One time, you’re passed out on top of the Batcomputer, legs dangling off the side like you’re part of the furniture. Bruce just stares for a second before doing the whole “I’m-not-angry-I’m-just-disappointed” thing. “Please don’t sleep in here,” he says, carefully moving you to a more... comfy spot (probably your bed, but he’s not gonna say that). He tries to keep it chill, but there's definitely a dad vibe. "You could’ve at least stayed on the couch." You wake up, confused, and he’s like, “Just... don't fall asleep in the Batsuit next time.”

[dragonridernoobie]

Hi, can I have a succubus reader who decided to give Asmodeus crystals to the prime team (which gave them the opportunity to turn into people), and how would they react to these gifts and the fact that the reader is a succubus? (Like from Helluva boss)

Good luck!

(What do the crystals look like for each team member)

Ngl, had to look up what a succubus was because I had no fucking Idea what that was XD. But I hope you like it, also I only did 6 autonots since that is the max of characters I do.

TFPAutobots X DemonReader

The autobots found reader on the decpticon warship. The decpticons found a cursed relic and decided to fuck around and they found out. When the autonots took in reader, they definitely had a lot of trouble dealing with reader. They were worse than miko! They kept pranking everyone, stealing, liying, and just making life hell. The autobots where annoyed but miko suggested that they use this as their advantage. Que the autobots sending reader to fuck with the decpticons when they are out numbered.

After dealing with the reader for about 2 years, the reader wanted to return the favor because the autobots were so nice to them. They disappeared without letting anyone know, and it scared everyone. After 4 or 5 days, the autobots find reader leaving a portal while holding boxes. They were about to yell at reader but reader stopped them before they spoke and said so causally, "I got you guys a gift."

Optimus

Optimus looks down at reader when they said that.

He just sighs and explained that they should bot disappear for days without telling anyone.

Reader says they are sorry but gives them a tiny box.

When he opened it, he was confused by the shiny rock.

"I don't believe I understand this gift."

Reader laughs at his confusion but explains that it's a magic stone that can turn him human whenever he pleases.

They also explained they got it from somone who owes then a favor.

Let's say optimus was very surprised. Obviously, he did not believe it since there is no way a robot organism can turn to a completely different organism.

When reader explained to optimus they must feel the magic and walk toward it.

Optimus dident believe reader but decided to humor reader.

Man, the look he has when he opened his eyes and he was looking up at reader.

When he looked down and saw himself as human, you bet ya he became Orion Pax once again.

After he let his old self out for a bit, he quickly got his composer and thanked reader for this magnificent gift.

Ratchet

Ratchet yells at reader for lea ing without telling anyone.

He says they could have been captured by the decpticons, found out by humans, killed, or worse!

Reader waits for him to stop ranting before handing him his small gift.

Ratchet just scoffs and yells at reader that this is no time for gifts.

When reader begs him to open it, he decided to do.

When he sees a shiny rock, he just confused

Reader explains it's a magic rock that can turn him human.

He doesn't believe it. Not even in the slightest.

When ratchet starts ranting about how turning a living robot into human, the stone glows and Boom! Ratchet is human.

Congrats, you broke him.

He just stands there, confused as fuck while staring off in space. Trying to understand the fuck happened.

Once he understands what happened, he dose not like the stone.

Humans feel wierd.

You understand.

Bulkhead

When you returned, he picked you up and gave you the biggest hug possible without crushing you.

He was so happy that you're back and that you dident die and he was so worried and those decpticons where horrible and he feared the worst and and and...

Ya, he was worried sick.

When you explained that you got him a gift, he was slightly scared.

Since you're last "gifts" where pranks.

When you handed him his present, he was confused by the small box.

When he opened it, he was even more confused by the rock.

When you explained that it was a magic rock that can turn him human.

Thank you, miko, for showing him movies because he was super excited.

He listened to you when you explained on how to use it.

He turned into a human and was freaking out.

Like, why does he have fur! Why does he have clothes, where did they come from!?!

There are so many questions, but you thankfully answered them all.

After he calmed down, he asked you to prank miko with him >:)

Arcee

Arcee told you off like a angry mother.

She told you never to do that again, or she would tie you or trap you somewhere.

After he calms down, you hand the gift to her. She takes it confused but when she opened it, she actally liked the pretty rock.

When you explained it was magic, she dident believe you.

When you told her how to use it, she still doubted you.

She decided to try it since she has nothing better to do.

When she found herself human. She surprisingly dident freak out.

She looked over herself and commented that she looked nice as a human

She thanks you for the gift and she is definitely gonna use it to mess with jack.

Wheeljack

Wheeljack was the least worried.

He knows you can escape the decpticons if you wanted to.

So when you returns, he just greets you normally.

When you offer him the gift, he takes it while saying thank you.

When he sees it's a rock, he was confused.

When you explained that it turns him human, he actally excided.

So when you explained how to use it, he definitely took full advantage of this gift.

He thanks you again and goes to experience human life.

He hated it.

He loved movie theaters

Car races.

And fighting random humans.

Optimus wasent happy with the last one.

Smokescreen

When you returned, he greets you slightly panic but also calmed.

He would ask you where you went and if you saw some nasty cons.

When you explained you where in hell, he has no comment.

When you offer him the gift, he is excited and then confused.

Why a rock? I mean, he guess he could throw a rock at a decpticon to confuse it or something

When younexplaied that he can turn human with this stone, he is confused.

He decided to trust yiu and follow you're instructions.

When henopened his eyes and realized he was a human. This dude would be screaming.

Not in excitement, more of fear that he is stuck human.

Once he realized he x an switch between autobot and human.

This dude is causing pain by pranks.

You just got a partner in crime.

[advisorykitty]

Hi, sorry to bother you, but I couldn’t find anything saying you weren’t accepting requests 😅, and I wanted to know if you could write another story of Nyen x reader with a golden retriever (or if you prefer, you can change the anime/breed). How did they meet? Or how was the reader "adopted"? Like, one day Luther saw the reader around and decided to take her home, and then show their reaction to seeing the reader and how they adapted to the presence of a dog.

(Sorry for the inconvenience! If you aren’t accepting requests or don’t like it, you can just ignore it ;w;", and ignore my English, it’s not my first language)

It's okay and yes my asks are open! (I should probably specify in bio ^_^) Anyway I hope you enjoy this!.

• ○ . ☆ . ° •╭──────┄°❀°┄──────╮ • ° . ☆ . ○ •

Luther strolled through the woods, his hair softly swaying in the evening breeze as he scanned the quiet trees around him. He often came out here for the sake of clearing his mind,and to have a nice little walk but something was different.

He breathed in the coolness, his senses heightened to every sound, and through the rustling of leaves and crickets' chirping, he heard it: excited panting and the unmistakable sound of footsteps crashing through the underbrush.

Before Luther could even react, a blur of gold and white (change this if you want)bolted from the bushes, right into him. Stumbling back, Luther regained composure in a heartbeat, blinking down at the overexcited creature before him.

"Hi! Hi! Oh my gosh, are you okay?" it said, in this high-pitched voice full of unfiltered joy. It was a person, it turned out-wearing a make-do hoodie with floppy dog ears stitched in, their tail-a real one(or not)wagging furiously behind them. Their hair was gold in the fading light, and big expressive eyes were locked on Luther like he was some sort of long-lost friend. (Change this if its too oc for you but its golden retriever reader soo!)

Luther blinked, eyes taking in the scene with humor. "Oh, mein Gott," he muttered, lips tugging up in a smile. "And who might you be?"

The golden retriever-like person straightened immediately, his tail wagging even more furiously if possible. "I'm. uh, well, I don't really have a name, but I think 'Pup' works! I'm just out here running, and wow, you smell interesting!" They leaned in, snuffling at Luther curiously before stepping back with a wide grin. "Oh! And I found you! Hi!" (Pup isn't an oc I just thought saying Y/N would be wierd)

Luther chuckled, a liquid warmth ebbing into him as his eyes danced lightly on the stranger, pure radiance of joy. Rarely did he meet one so. open. About this spirit, something just absolutely piqued his interest; he could not help but feel some strange connection forming between the two.

"Hey, Pup, would you like to come home with me?" he said in an even, playful tone. "I have a warm spot, food. and a couple of friends that would just love to meet you."

The face of the golden retriever person lit up, eyes wide with excitement. "Oh my gosh! Really? You'd take me home?! I've been out here for so long, and I really love new friends!" They bounced on the balls of their feet, their tail wagging so hard it was a wonder they didn't take off like a helicopter.

Luther's smile widened. "Ja, come. I think you'll fit right in."

---

Back at the House

Luther opened the door and let Pup bolt in, past him, in sheer excitement. Glow-eyed, they stared at the vast space. "Whoa! This place is huge!" they exclaimed, spinning around and gazing at every little detail-the elegant furniture, the long hallways, the quirky yet homely atmosphere of the house. Wrinkling their nose, they sniffed the air, very pleased with this all.

Nyon was the first to notice the new arrival. The Russian catman had been sitting quietly in the living room, reading one of his favorite Dostoevsky novels. At the sound of the unfamiliar voice, his ears perked up, and his eyes peeked over the edge of the book. His usually calm, sleepy expression turned into one of mild confusion as he watched Pup bounce around the room, sniffing everything in sight.

"Wha. this?" Nyon mumbled in his terrible English, looking around to Luther for an explanation.

"Ah, Nyon, this is our new friend here," Luther said as he laid a hand on Pup's shoulder as they examined the cushions of the couch. "I found them in the woods and decided to bring them home. Isn't that right, mein kleiner Hund?"

Pup nodded enthusiastically, their tail wagging once more as they grinned up at Nyon. "Hi! I'm Pup! Whoa, you look awesome! Is it alright if I sit with you?"

Nyon blinked, utterly at a loss as to how to process the quantity of joy coming off this weird, dog-like individual. "Uh. Ok?" he replied awkwardly, scooting over on the couch to allow room.

Pup immediately flopped down next to Nyon, his head coming to rest on the other's shoulder in such a way that tensed up the catman's shoulders immediately. They snuggled closer, wagging their tail as they smiled upwards at him. "You smell nice! Like books and. is that pickled vegetables?"

Nyon's face turned a slight shade of pink, as he was not used to such displays of affection, and he buried his face into his book, hiding it from view. "Da. I like pickles," he stuttered, plainly flummoxed by this over-affectionate new housemate.

While this had been going on, Nyen had been watching from the sidelines, his keen eyes furrowed as he tried to figure out the reason behind the house suddenly smelling like a wet dog. He entered into the living room, and his irritation multiplied when he saw Pup practically draped over Nyon.

"What in the hell is that?" Nyen snarled, crossing his arms as his tail lashed behind him. He looked at Pup like they were the most annoying thing to ever exist.

Pup's ears perked up as they looked over at Nyen; their eyes sparkled with joy. "Hi! You must be Nyen! Luther told me about you! Wow, you're even cooler in person!" They leapt off the couch and ran over to him, eyes wide with admiration.

Nyen pulled back, his tail going taut as Pup leaned in far too close for comfort. "Back off, mutt," he hissed, taking a step backward. "I don't like clingy things."

Pup's head cocked to one side, and he looked for one instant totally perplexed. Then his face brightened in a dazzling smile. "Oh, you're playing hard to get, huh? I get it! We're going to be best friends in no time!" He reached out and tried to hug him, but Nyen swatted their hand away with a look of pure irritation.

"Stop touching me!" Nyen snapped, low and dangerous. "And get out of my space!

Pup didn't seem to faze one whit. If anything, they only seemed to grow more resolute. "You're funny! I like you already!" they said once more as they wagged their tail and tried to scooch closer.

Nyen let out a low growl, his claws flexing as he glared at Luther. "Sir, why did you bring them. Here?"

Luther just shrugged, that amused smile still firmly in place. "I found them, and I like them. They're staying."

Pup just about glowed at the words, eyes shining with adoration as he bounded over to Luther. "Luther, you're the best! I promise I'll be a good pet!"

Luther chuckled, ruffling his head. "Ja, ja, I know you will."

---

Later That Evening

Having overcome the disastrous first day, Pup had promptly made themselves at home. They had latched onto both Nyon and Nyen, though Nyen was quite displeased by this fact. The catman found himself continuously avoiding Pup's attempts to cuddle or play, while Nyon simply tolerated it with quiet patience.(Sebastian and Randal are having their own fun)

But far and away, Pup's favorite was Luther. Every time he walks in a room, that tail would start to wag so hard it is a miracle they didn't knock something over. They trailed after him around the house, his faithful shadow, helping with whatever needed to be done, even when they had absolutely no clue what they were doing.

And despite the chaos Pup brought along in their wake, Luther could not help but be taken in by their unrelenting energy and affection. It was not often that he let people get this close to him, but something about Pup made it feel. right.

As for Nyon and Nyen, well, they were still getting used to their new housemate. Time would take them to be able to accept Pup fully, but one thing was for sure: life in this house just got ten times more chaotic.

The twitch of Pup's nose told something else when an unfamiliar smell entered, somewhat like the mix between Nyen and Nyon.Curiosity was piqued, and Pup's tail had started to wag in slow motion as they followed the trail down the hall until they came upon one that was slightly ajar.

Pup peered inside. The room was simple, nothing too fancy, but what immediately caught their eye was the top bunk bed: huge, draped in dark sheets, with a small stack of pillows-looking both cozy and intimidating at once.

Pup's eyes gleamed brightly. "Gosh, that bed looks comfortable!" they whispered to themself. And without further ado, they trotted inside, bouncing onto the bed. They rolled around and their tail wagged as they nuzzled into the pillows.

"Ahhh, so soft!" Pup muttered and snuggled into the center, pulling one of the pillows closer to them. In minutes, they were already dozing off, relaxed and content in the bed that was totally foreign to them.

---

Nyon, meanwhile, was making his way back toward the room. His feet padded softly on the cool floor of the hall as he hummed some old Russian song or other.

As he came closer to the room, he noticed the door was a little open. In an instant, he became guarded. He never left the door open. Slowly, Nyon opened the door more widely, his cat-like eyes scanning the room. His gaze ended on the bed, or rather, the lump in the middle of it.

"What is this?" He muttered, blurring in confusion.

There lay Pup, spread eagled in the middle of Nyen's bed. They were snoring softly, their tail draped lazily over the edge of the bed, twitching as they slept. Nyon stared for a second, unsure whether to be alarmed or amused.

"Pup?" he whispered, inching closer. He reached out and gently shook their shoulder. "You in wrong bed."

Pup stirred, blinking their eyes open sleepily. When they saw Nyon, their face lit up in a drowsy grin. "Nyon! This bed is amazing! You guys have the best room!"

Nyon sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Nyens bed. not yours. You need. to move before Nyen comes.*"

But Pup only stretched, rolling over and pulling a blanket over themselves. "Nah, it's fine. He won't mind! We're friends, right?" They gave him a sleepy smile before nuzzling themselves back into the pillows, clearly having no intention of moving.

Nyon frowned, his ears flicking nervously as he glanced at the door. "Not sure. about that."

But before Nyon had managed to coax Pup into moving, a low growl emanated from the hallway. His ears flattened as he turned his head toward the sound, and there, standing in the doorway, was Nyen. His eyes were narrowed dangerously, his arms crossed over his chest, and his tail lashed behind him like a whip.

"What. Are. You. Doing. In. My. Bed?" Nyen's voice was low, rumble of a growl, every word spoken with barely contained rage.

Pup, still blissfully oblivious to the danger they were in, sat up a little, grinning. "Oh, hey Nyen! Your bed is awesome! So comfy. Wanna join?"

Nyen's left eye twitched. His claws flexed at his sides as he stepped into the room, the air growing colder with his presence. "Get. Out. Of. My. Bed."

Pup, utterly missing the warning signs, burst out laughing. "Aww, c'mon! We can share! There's loads of room!"

Nyen's patience snapped. "OUT!

He snarled and launched himself forward; finally cluing in this wasn't a game, Pup yelped and scrambled out of the bed. "Okay, okay! Jeez, you don't have to yell!" They jumped up, barely avoiding Nyen's grasp as they ran toward the door, still grinning while running.

"This is fun!" Pup called back, his tail wagging even faster as he bolted down the hall, Nyen hot on his heels.

Nyon watched the chaos unfold from the safe inside the room. "Idiot." he muttered shaking his head as he turned to close the door behind them. "They not know what they got into."

Pup ran down the hallways, their laughter echoing as they glanced over their shoulder at Nyen, who chased them with murder in his eyes. For them, it was just another fun game of tag; for Nyen, it wasn't even close to that. His claws were out, and he wasn't holding back.

Pup rounded a corner and skidded on the turn, running even harder. "Gosh, Nyen sure is speedy!" they thought as excitement raced through them. The golden retriever in them started to take over, and instead of slowing down, their running quickened as their heart pounded with adrenaline.

The two tore across the house, then crashed into something solid. Pup yelped and tumbled to the ground in a heap. They blinked up to find themselves staring into the surprised face of Nyon, who was quite clearly minding his own affairs up until Pup charged headfirst into him.

Wait wasn't he in his room 5 minutes ago??

"Pup!" Nyon cried out, staggering back from the impact. "What you—

Pup, excited and spry, scrambled to their feet and planted a sloppy lick on Nyon's cheek without thinking. "Sorry, Nyon! Can't stop, Nyen's right behind me!" they exclaimed, darting off again and leaving Nyon standing where he was, utterly perplexed and somewhat grossed out.

"Why. they lick me?" he muttered to himself, wiping his cheek.

---

Pup giggled as they continued to run around the Ivory Household, Nyen not giving up and still chasing them down-full of determination in a single-minded fashion. Every now and then, Pup would glance back and shout, "Come on, Nyen! You're so slow!" not realizing how close they were getting to being caught.

They finally stopped in the living room, huffing and puffing as if they had been running forever, but still grinning from ear to ear. They turned around, their hands upon their knees, catching breath while awaiting Nyen.

"That was so much fun!" Pup exclaimed as Nyen came into view, still glaring daggers their way. "You're really fast, Nyen! We should do that more often!"

Nyen on the other hand, looked anything but amused. His chest heaved with anger, eyes ablaze with fury as he stalked in their direction. "This isn't a game, you idiot!"

Pup blinked, finally realizing that Nyen might not have been playing after all. "Uh. Wait. you weren't.?"

He grabbed them by the collar with his claws barely grazing skin before they could even get their sentence out. "Get out of my sight before I really lose my temper."

Pup's ears folded into their head as they watched Nyen's angry face. "Oh. Uh. right. Got it!" They scrambled out of his grasp and towards the door, looking only once over their shoulder to give a sheepish grin.

Muttering as they went, "Maybe next time I should ask before jumping into someone's bed."

Luther had been standing in the hall, quietly viewing the whole scene, and he chuckled to himself now as Pup vanished around the bend. "Ah, mein pets," he said, his voice low, shaking his head. "Always so lively."

☆☆☆

It was one of those days in the Ivory Household, with sunlight pouring through the windows, and Pup bursting with energy, as always. After the near disaster with Nyen, they decided to leave him alone for a while. That did not mean the ideas ran dry, though. With a brilliant grin and a spring in every step, they trotted down the hallway, their tail wagging in excitement.

Their next target? Nyon.

They hadn't spent a lot of time with him since they had arrived, and Pup thought it would be fun to try. After all, he seemed far softer and quieter in comparison with Nyen, and maybe—just perhaps—they could coax him into a game or two. Besides, just how hard could it be to get a catman to play?

Pup found Nyon seated in one of the smaller rooms, perched by the window with a book in his hands. His ears flicked every so often as he turned a page, calm and peaceful surrounding him, precisely what Pup was about to cut up.

Pup burst into the room as they always did, their tail in furious waggle. "Nyon! Hey Nyon!" they called cheerily, bounding over to him. "Wanna play?

Nyon blinked slowly, his eyes lifting from his book to land on the over-excited dog-person standing in front of him. He stared for a moment, his brain processing Pup's words as his tail flicked lazily behind him. "Play?" he repeated, the thick accent making the word almost foreign.

"Yeah!" Pup nodded, undeterred by this. "Like tag, or fetch, or. I don't know! Whatever cats like to do!"

Nyon stared at them blankly, clearly confused. "Cats.?" He cocked his head, looking Pup up and down as if they were some sort of creature he'd never seen before. Which, in a way, was probably true. "I am. reading." He held up the book, as if that explained everything.

Pup's tail wagged even faster. "We could read later! Let's do something fun first!" They bounced their weight on the soles of their feet as their eyes shone with excitement. "Come on, it'll be fun!

Nyon exhaled loudly, as if he wasn't used to people having this much energy. He looked at his book longingly before he closed it with a soft thud and put it on the windowsill. "Fun. you say?" He sounded so unsure, the very concept of fun something he hadn't considered in a long time.

Pup nodded vigorously, grinning from ear to ear. "Yeah! Y'know, fun! Running around and playing games-c'mon, I'll show ya!" They didn't give Nyon time to answer but crossed the space between them and tugged him up to his feet.

Nyon's eyes widened in surprise, his tail puffing out slightly at the sudden contact. "Wait-what. what you doing?" He stumbled after Pup, feet dragging as they pulled him from the room into the hallway.

"We gonna play tag!" Pup announced, dragging Nyon along. "I'm 'it' and you gotta run! If I catch you, you're 'it'!"

Nyon's eyes went wide. "Run?

"Yeah, run! Like this!" Pup let go of Nyon's hand and darted full speed down the hallway, their laughter echoing in the house. They whipped around a corner, glanced over their shoulder to find out if Nyon was behind them.

Nyon only stood there, utterly astounded at what was happening. His ears twitched while he watched Pup run off, and for a moment, he considered returning to his book. But then there was something about Pup's irrepressible energy that tugged him along, and with a resigned sigh, he began walking after them-slowly at first.

When Pup realized Nyon wasn't exactly running, they spun around and jogged back toward him, a playful expression on their face. "Come on, Nyon! You gotta try harder than that!"

Nyon's eyes narrowed slightly. "I. do not run."

Pup grinned, tail wagging. "Not yet, you don't! But we'll change that. Ready? Tag, you're it!" They reached out and tapped Nyon lightly on the arm before dashing off again, their laughter filling the halls.

He stood there a moment longer, staring down at his arm where Pup had touched him. He didn't budge, his eyes narrowing slightly in mild confusion. "It. what is it?" he muttered to himself.

Pup, now several feet down the hall, called back to him. "You're s'posed to chase me! Come on!

Nyon let out a low sigh. "Chase." His tail flicked behind him, a slow smile creeping onto his face. "Ah, now I see." He crouched slightly, his instincts finally kicking in.

Before Pup could even have a chance to do anything, Nyon leapt into action with incredible speed, moving with fluid grace. "You run. I chase." The accent rolled across the tongue as he closed the distance between himself and Pup, eyes glinting with mischief.

Pup's eyes went wide; their heart skipped a beat as suddenly, Nyon was a lot faster than they'd expected. "Whoa! You're fast!"

They took off at full speed, their paws a blur against the floor as they tried to outrun Nyon. But Nyon was determined, his movements fluid as he closed the distance between them. "You said. run, yes?" Nyon called out, his voice teasing.

Pup giggled, the thrill of the chase making their tail wag even faster. "Yeah, but I didn't think you'd actually catch me!"

Nyon's eyes flashed bright with humor. "I catch. now what?" He was only a few feet behind them now, claws gleaming in the light as he reached out toward them.

Just about the time Pup thought they were done for, they rounded another corner—and promptly crashed straight into Luther, who had appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

"Oof!" Pup yelped, bouncing off Luther's chest and stumbling backward. Nyon skidded to a stop just in time to avoid plowing into them both.

Luther, eternally unruffled, looked down at Pup with a bemused smile. "Ah, mein liebchen," he said, his voice warm and affectionate. "What trouble are you getting into now?"

Pup grinned up at him, panting slightly from the chase. "We're playing tag! Nyon's really fast!"

Luther chuckled, eyes twinkling with amusement, as he ruffled Pup's hair. "I see. And you, Nyon, you've been drawn into this game as well?

Nyon still got his breath back gave a slight shrug. "They said run. I ran." He looked at Pup, his eyes softening just a fraction. "It. was not bad."

Luther's smile widened as he regarded them. "Ah, how sweet. My little family bonding through games." Lightly he clapped his hands together with an expression bordering pure joy. "It does my heart good to see it."

Pup's tail wagged even harder as they looked up at Luther with shining eyes. "You should come along next time! It's such a lot of fun!"

Luther chuckled, shaking his head. "Perhaps another time, mein liebchen♡. For now, I have other matters to attend to." He gave them both a fond look before turning and disappearing back down the hall.

Pup watched him go before turning back to Nyon with a wide grin. "See? I told you it'd be fun!"

Nyon gave a small smile, his tail flicking behind him. "Yes. fun." He glanced into the hallway where Luther had disappeared, then back at Pup. "You. not so bad."

Pup's eyes lit up, their tail furiously wagging at the compliment. "Aw, thanks Nyon! You're pretty great too!"

Nyon gave a quiet chuckle and shook his head in amusement. "You. are strange."

Pup beamed at him, completely unbothered. "I get that a lot.

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[a-998h]

Okay so I’m back for another SAGAU request if you don’t mind..😊 Basically another situation where the Creator descends to Teyvat blah blah blah… But instead- they came back as a child?! The Archons and others found this weird at first, but tried to adjust to this. But the thing about (Reader) is that they aren’t from our world, they’re from a world where monsters and such exist, and they kill those monsters even at their young age. (Reader) was confused at first, and tried to get used to it, but was pretty excited when they found out monsters and such existed, as they excitedly liked to run off and kill monsters while some Archons will be chasing after them telling them to slow down. Though one thing about (Reader) is they judge everyone. And one thing they’re most confused about is people’s physics, like the characters that are extremely strong and fight. (Reader) always comes up to certain characters and asks “Why are you so scrawny? Where are your muscles? Don’t you train?” (Yes this was one of the first thoughts I had thought of when I saw certain characters in Genshin Impact🥲) Like for characters like Wanderer, Xiao, Diluc, Zhongli and even other female characters as well! (Reader) would even ask them to eat with them, because they worried that they needed more protein to become stronger and build more muscle. Though I’m not even sure if muscle = strength in Genshin Impact in general. Some characters were shocked to say the least when they saw (Reader) a child in like a T-shirt, and they have like the most muscley arms😭Or they ask questions like how EI can pull a sword from her boobs.

And every character since their weapons somehow magically appear and disappear, which (Reader) was fascinated with since their weapons have to be on their body, because they can’t summon weapons.

Hope this request isn’t too wierd!

-🍉 Anon

Ok 🍉 Anon, let's start with the Archons. I'll be using the characters you mentioned because this is fucking awesome.

"Why are you so scrawny? Where are your muscles? Don’t you train?"

Venti

He just stares at you

Then laughs

He explains that as a bard, he doesn't need to have muscles or train

He enjoys the starry eyed look you get whenever his weapon just appears and disappears

Your monster killing makes him very worried

Everything you get somewhat close to a monster, Venti will lead you away until someone else kills it

But he is also very proud of your strength

Will try and teach you how to summon weapons, with no luck

Zhongli

Old man chuckle

Doesn't take the question seriously

He'll just pat your head and tell you it's his secret

Whenever his spear appears and disappears he also loves the starry eyed look you get

Your monster killing will be the reason he dies of a heart attack

Please child, don't kill the old man

He treats you like his own grandchild

Would have Xiao train you if you went so young

Says he'll teach you how to summon weapons when you're older

Ei

She turns the question on you

She then make you train with her

Your monster killing both frightens her, because she doesn't want you to die but on the other hand it's impressive

Face goes red when you ask about her boob sword

Tells you it's an Archon power

If you ask why you can't do that, she'll just say go ask your mother Yae Miko

Has Sara train you sometimes

Has tried and failed to help you summon a weapon

Nahida

Laughs

She doesn't see the point of muscles without brains, plus she is young, ever for an archon

You're both similar age

Would summon her weapon just to see the stars in your eyes

She thought you two had a similar personality, until you killed a hilichurl that was gonna attack you both

In shock

Told her friends all about and now your Sumeru aunties and uncles were fussing over you

Will help you find someone to teach you weapon summoning

Furina

She says something about not needing muscles

Get a self esteem boost whenever you look at her weapon in wonder

She thinks you both don't need to have muscles because you have powers

The first time she sees you kill a monster, she stares in silent horror befoe telling Neuvillette what you did

Now, you have two powerful beings who are overprotective of you

Will definitely try to teach you weapon summoning

Wanderer

Gives you a look of indignation

Just says it's none of you business

Gets smug af whenever you get excited about his weapon summoning

He doesn't want to tell you that he's a puppet

First time he sees you killing a monster, he smiles

Proud that you're so strong and will train you just to spite Ei

Will get frustrated that you can't summon weapons, even when you train with him

Xiao

He doesn't answer, he has no idea himself

I think it's because his adepti form is a finch

When it comes to your monster killing outside: 😐 but on the inside: 😨

Treffied of you getting karmic debt and that you would get hurt because of it

He is horrified at your monster killing

He sees you as a sister sometimes and well, we know he has trauma

He gets a small smile when you look on in awe at his spear summoning

Will train you in order to protect yourself

Diluc

Asks how you know

To be honest, he could have muscle because he swigs that damn claymore around

Is protective of you because to him you're, small bean

When he sees you kill a monster, he world is shattered

Will get mad and will make you promise him to stop killing monsters

When he finds you breaking that promise, he sighs and gets mad

When you look up in awe at his weapon, he feels a bit happy

If you ask, more like beg, him to try and teach you weapon summoning he'll give in and try

[elswifee]

Jealousy Jealousy

Warnings: violence, drug!use, alcohol!use, future smut, flirty!ellie, dom!ellie, jealous!ellie, bsf!ellie, nerdy!reader, strong language, sub!reader, f!nger!ng (r!receiving), strap!usage (r!receiving), scissoring, angst.. I guess??

Summary: player ellie finally convinces her bestfriend's, y/n to go to a party after school, when she get jealous of people start looking at her with hungry eyes. Causing a scene, may cost her, her bestfriend.

Part 1 | Part 2

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The sound of your alarm rings through your ears causing you to jump up. The weight of an arm around your waist keeps you down. You turn around to find ellie sleeping softly, her lips slightly parted. Her soft snores making it seem as though she is in a deep sleep. She looks so pretty.

"Ellie, ellie, wake up. We have to get ready for school, c'mon." You lightly rub her arm, causing her to stur. She grunts, mumbling something about not wanting to wake up. You slip out of her arms heading to your restroom to brush your teeth. You spit out the toothpaste and look up, ellie standing behind you in her sweatpants low on her waist, showing the waistband of her black boxers and a baggy black shirt. She leans over you, slightly brushing her front on your ass. She reaches for her toothbrush that you don't mind having in your house along with a few pieces of her clothing in your drawers. You continue to brush your teeth, bending forward to spit and rinse your mouth. The fat slightly showing from the bottom of your shorts. Ellie leans back just a tad bit to check it out before fixing her posture quickly when you come up to wipe your mouth.

Leaving the restroom to go change into some low waisted, bootcut jeans before putting on a dark blue long sleeve shirt that makes your figure look like an hourglass. Ellie walks in as you pull down your shirt, making her way to your drawers looking for something to wear. "How'd you sleep?" You say in a sweet tone. "I slept good actually, just wish you didn't have that alarm so early in the morning, though." She smiles, pulling out her black jeans before putting them on. She pulls on her black tee by the collar and over her head, making her toned abs flex. She settles on her grey long-sleeved shirt, pulling up the sleeves just below the elbow, showing the tattoo on her forearm. She had gotten a new sleeve on her opposite arm.

"Well.. it's good to wake up early, therfore we won't be late and you'll be able to buy me coffe on the way." You smile, putting on your black puffer jacket. "Oh wow, so you're using me now, too?" Ellie laughs. Putting on her jacket and convers. Following you downstairs were you get your keys and your backpack. Stuffing some snacks in for later and handing ellie some too. "Just a little bit" you say making your index and thumb close, just leaving a bit of space between the fingers. "WOW, how could you just admit that so carelessly. Like you for real hurt my feelings, doll." She puts her hand over her heart, acting hurt. You roll your eyes locking the front door. Pulling your jacket closer to your body due to the cold weather.

Climbing onto Ellie's 1967 Ford mustang, you buckle up as ellie round the front of the car to get to the drivers seat.

"I'll get a black coffee,please." You say. Turning on the radio, the Christmas music low as you receive your coffee. You thank ellie before looking at her. You reach over and peck her cheek. She smirks a little blush peeking through. It wasn't a wierd thing to show affection the way you did. It has always been a comfortable friendship you had.

When you finally reach school, ellie walks you to your first class. Her arm thrown over your shoulder keeping you close. As you guys approach the classroom door the warning bell rings, signaling that class is about to start. "Alright, goodbye doll. Don't miss me too much." She hugs you and places a kiss on your head. Walking backwards before shouting,"meet me in the parking lot for dismissal!"

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Your waiting on ellie, sitting down at one of those picnic table outside your school. Listening to music and reading a new book you got, Tryst Six Venom by Penelope Douglas.. yeah a sappich book you're enjoying way too much. Your in the hotel scene.. your so into the book that you don't realize a body next to you. A tap on the shoulder has you jumping. You look to your right, ellie looking at you in adoration. You blush, shutting the book close, before tucking it into your bag. "Hey, doll. What you readin'," That sentence had your heart racing. Your brain was for real going to explode of embarrasment. "Uhh, nothing. Just a new book I got." You state getting up from your spot and walking towards Ellie's car. "Nothing huh? What you hiding, angle?"

All of the sudden you feel your bag being shuffled through. Your heart drops to your ass. You turn around so fast ready to yank back your book. Ellie opens it up to your bookmark, her eyes widen slightly, a smirk coming up to her face. "Wow, I never knew you liked this type of shit. And here I am thinking you're reading some cute romance. You surprise me doll."

A blush creeps up on your cheeks snatching the books aways, keeping it close to your chest. Oh my gosh, that is so embarrassing! You climb into the car. The ride to your house was embarrassing. "If you tell anyone, williams. I will kill you." Your threat just making her smile. You climb out of the car, making your way around it to your front door. "I'll pick you up at 8 later tonight, sweetheart." She winks as she drives off.

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You had just finished your everything shower. You would be lying if you said you weren't nervous. You had no idea what you were going to wear, you were infront of your mirror in a matching black underwear set.

You are roaming around in your closet, when you hear your front door unlock. Ellie walks into your room. Caught off guard when she sees you semi naked. She was dressed in a black button up, sleeves rolled up at the elbow, revealing her tattoos, and some washed out jeans with her convers.

She looked good, a little to good.

"Hey, doll. Why aren't you dressed yet?" Her voice coming out as a rasp. She shamelessly checked you out, the way your lace bra did wonders for your breasts, and your black underwear hugging your ass perfectly. You looked like a goddess. You always tend to surprise her, since you never really show your body like that.

"I don't know what to wear," you let out a wine.

"Why don't you wear that?" She points at a glittery black dress layed out in the pile of clothes. It was tight, well fitted, short, and made your cleavage look amazing. It truly did fit you like a glove. Ellie was mesmerized by the way you looked. You finished your makeup, a little smokey eye made them pop out, you had straightened your silky brown hair. You were applying lipgloss when you realized that ellie hadn't removed her eyes from you for a second, causing butterflies in your stomach.

"Okay I'm ready, let's go." You say wrapping the strap of your heel around your ankle. You were so glad you painted your toes two days before. Black made you look good. You felt good about yourself. You felt yourself smile a little when you realized that you and ellie were sort of matching.

"Alright, let's go." She clears her throat, wrapping an arm around your waist. "You look absolutely ravishing, doll" She whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

Oh shit, this is going to be a long night.

[ketterdamskaelishprince]

episode 100, mr raven what the fuck

obviously since i'll be talking about episode 100 i'm going to just put it out there that if you haven't read episode 100 yet then do not read this. then again, this is all in vague reference to the episode and i'm mostly just using bits and pieces to back up my previous idea.

(this is taken from ep 99 pls chill i'm not dishing out spoilers)

anyways, if we continue to ep 100, we see MORE EVIDENCE FOR THAT WIERD DEER THING BEING THEO.

"and for you, especially" shouts to me specifically about this. as previously stated, i have the most insane and stupid thought that the weird deer-monster-bone-tree thing from episode one (you know what i'm talking about), is theo's spectre.

as stated before, the most compelling evidence i have for this is the fact that theo was known to hunt deer a lot, and the thing we see in episode one looks a lot like a deer skull, just with loads of red eyes placed into the cracks and such. and we know from the first episode that it seemed to flock towards lenore and annabel. or at least i think it sort of seems to go towards them.

and you, know i could've been wrong– except look at this from ep 100:

now, obviously the first part practically proves the fact something is following lenore, and that this something is (potentially!!!) theo's spectre. but i think what proves it more is what mr raven says next.

"close as a second shadow"

someone on tumblr (i cannot remember who) pointed out that annabel and lenore's like fates are almost reversed? and how lenore who once had nothing to loose now has everything, and annabel is vice versa. and you know, first of all, amazing take. delicious. fantastic. whoever this was, please please please make yourself known to me pookie i'm gna worship the ground you walk on because you've given me thoughts !!!

from this "second shadow" talk, i wonder if the idea of reversal spreads through more than just lenore and annabel's relationship. in life, theo was the star violinist whilst lenore was the accompanist, the piano player.

musically, lenore was his shadow.

of course, this is a very generalised take. as somebody who plays both piano and flute, i'm not going to go out and say that the piano player is just background noise when it's a duet, but more often then not the piano stands aside so that the violin (in these situations) can shine.

n life, lenore lives behind theo's shadow, and when he dies she's haunted by it.

when she looks in the mirror, she sees theo as she cuts her hair. she sees him everywhere. in his life, she was the the dark shadow that loomed– but in death he always behind her, always the dark looming figure that follows her. her guilt binds with his memory and forms that dark looming thought that nobody wants to discuss.

and so, to me, it makes perfect sense that this little deer-tree-bone-monster thing is theo.

but then, obviously, as i look at all of this, there is the glaring question of why in the first episode this monster looked like it really wanted to chomp on lenore and annabel's limbs. and you know, typically, siblings don't want to cannibalise each other.

i see your point, and i respond back with these three panels:

lenore goes on to explain that their bloodline has been plagued by madness, misfortune and death. then, take a look at what the raven says of how spirits "oft" are "driven to madness" by their desire for souls.

i think this connects, because idk i just think it does. could be totally wrong, but i think (???) theo (???) somehow escaped to try get back to lenore and go to the threshold (???) but got trapped in that spooky place, and his only defence left was his spectre (???) and so, by staying in it too long, he too was "driven to madness" which probably wasn't helped by the vandernacht curse (???). he might be half forgotten in his own mind, but he knows one thing right now: he wants to find lenore, his sister. he might not remember her as his sister, but he knows her name and an image is there in her mind. so when she arrives, he must get to her.

anyways guys, that's it. ignore me. i yap a lot. i know i don't know a lot and i'm sure there's a few fastpassers out there who are laughing because i'm being silly, but let me delude myself :)

[wilwywaylan]

Happy Barricade Day where our lovely characters have fun in the park and go to a protest that goes perfectly well before going to the park and laying in the grass and everything is perfect and...

I had that idea floating around since Feuilly's week last year, and this is as good a Barricade Day drawing as any :D I call it the "Because" drawing because of the pose they used during the song "Because" in the movie "Across The Universe".

That one took "only" 19 days to do, and I'm very, very proud of it !!!

Bahorel's awesome shirt comes from @crow-songs-at-dawn.

Happy Pride, everyone !

That one also has a text by @crow-songs-at-dawn that goes with it !

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Nothing or no-one could resist Prouvaire's puppy eyes. This was a well-known fact among the Amis : when their resident dreamer wanted something really, really badly, he'd use his ultimate weapon. Even R knew to stop ranting about the bleakness of life and the futility of the cosmos when those heterochromatic eyes turned to him. So when Montparnasse felt the puppy eyes turn on him, he crossed his arms and shook his head.

No. It's not happening.

Please?

A picnic in a park with all your friends sounds like a special kind of hell. Will I have to sign a petition?

Three, at least.

Oh joy.

Must you be so dramatic? It's just for an afternoon, it'll change from your usual nightly hobbies, I know. Montparnasse rolled his eyes and :

I'm not sure I'd enjoy spending all that time having Enjolras look at me like a disapproving parent, or lecturing me about something or other that really doesn't need to be his problem.

I know he can be intense.

He likes the sound of his own voice. A bit like - whatshisname - Alphabet Boy. Prouvaire cocked his head and tried to hide a smile.

You're just being difficult on purpose. You like R and don't even try to deny it.

Not enough to share a martini with.

You don't share martinis with me, either.

You don't like martinis.

I like you when you've had a few, though…

Flirting won't get me to say yes to -

But Prouvaire didn't let Montparnasse say another word before pushing him down on the bed and kissing him. They were still undressed and it was a sunny summer morning, and kissing Montparnasse was always one of Prouvaire's favourite things to do. Usually because it got his grumpy night-owl boyfriend to mellow out and smile. Ah, there was the smile he was looking for, along with a crinkle in those dark eyes.

Me trash-talking your friends turns you on a little, does it?

Only because I know you're not really serious.

Is that a challenge? Alright then. Someone really should tell Pontmercy that the entire "starving student with a heart of gold" aesthetic wasn't cool even when it was.

No-one says "cool" anymore, 'Parnasse.

Of course they do. What they don't say anymore is anything on the lines of "fantastic" or "amazing", or whatever else Mothman seems to have read in Pride and Prejudice. Or those wierd interjections Joly seems to emit like some sort of human shaped infrawave.

Prouvaire couldn't help but smile and placed a kiss on Montparnasse's collarbone.

You're horrible.

Promise, I won't tell them you find me hilarious.

I'm dating a criminal, I like to live dangerously.

I applaud your bravery. But I'm still not spending the afternoon with them. Seeing so much sweetness makes my teeth ache.

Cosette and Marius are adorable, I know.

Still amazes me she'd choose him, she seemed to be the only sensible one of your group. I suppose appearences are decieveing, she chose Eponine as well, after all.

So did you at some point, if rumours are true. Did Montparnasse feel the tell-tale signs of a blush creeping up his neck? If he did, he ignored them and countered with a cocky grin.

The same rumours like those who say you and Muscle Man had a burning romance before he turned his sights to the resident squirrel?

Well, you've seen the muscles Bahorel has, you can understand the attraction.

Hmmm… I've seen more attractive since.

Now who's attempting flattery?

Prouvaire managed to slip out of bed and out of Montparnasse's arms. It was soon going to be time to leave if they were going to be on time for the picnic. Everyone would be bringing a dish and he'd spent a good chunk of the previous evening making rice salad and some special brownies. Enjolras would frown at the extra ingredient but even he would eat some because he was nowhere near as tight-laced as Montparnasse tended to think. Rummaging through his drawers while getting dressed he found something he'd forgotten he ever had and threw it towards the bed, smiling as the other young man caught the object. And then turned those pretty brown eyes towards him.

How are heart-shaped sunglasses supposed to make me change my mind?

They're not, I just think you'd look really really good in them. You'll be turning heads.

I do that already.

Sue me for wanting to show you off. There came an almost amused laugh. This was a very good sign - he could read Montparnasse like an open poetry book and they'd be on their way to Montsouris Park together. He just needed a little more time.

Come on, get up.

Jehan. I'm not coming.

Please? Don't you want to see how verbose R can get after a couple of space brownies?

Does the man ever shut up is the thing I'm more interested in.

Bossuet and him have been known to talk an entire night, I've been witness to a few of those conversations, and Musichetta has said so herself.

Why are all the women in this friend goup attracted to wierdos?

Says the one who dated Eponine.

Better dating 'Ponine than, I don't know, Pontmercy. I'd have died of boredom.

Oh, you'd have found a thousand ways to spice things up. So, will you be wearing black, or black to our little picnic?

I hate you so much.

Montparnasse finally relented and got out of the messy bed and started to dig through his clothes. Those damn puppy eyes had won again.

I swear if Gavroche says one single thing about these sunglasses, I'm gone.

You get riled up so easy by a ten year-old.

He's extremely annoying. Perhaps Feuilly can take him on his next boring museum trip and lose him there. Prouvaire came closer and grinned, playing with the heart-shaped sunglasses on Montparnasse's nose.

You're finding less and less reasons to rag on my friends, it's funny.

Some are less annoying than others.

You didn't find anything to say about Courfeyrac, I noticed.

He wears a bowtie.

The audacity~

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Happy Barricade Day, everyone :D

[mypoisonedvine]

Kitten with a reader who loves body worshiping her but genuinley feels wierd being Touched intimately (but is severely touch starved), so kitten restraines reader to finally be able to touch and kiss them

OH LORD THIS IS VERY REAL FOR ME WOW

warnings: kinda dubious consent?, oral f receiving, bondage, established relationship, extreme fluff

"I'm almost scared to ask what you're up to," you mumbled as Kitten showed you the silky ropes, her grin growing even wider.

"Haven't you ever tried it?" she asked.

"E-erm, no, not really," you shrugged. "But we can, if you want."

"I do," she assured. "Right now."

"Oh," you laughed, "eager, hm? Alright-- I can't deny, I think you'll look pretty all tied up in these."

"Oh, I would, sweetie-- but these are for you," she giggled, making your eyes go wide.

"Me?!" you choked. "What am I supposed to do, all tied up?!"

"You're supposed to lay back and let me use you," she winked, pushing you back onto the bed as you blinked up at her in shock.

Even though you still hadn't quite wrapped your head around the whole idea, you ended up with your wrists tied to the bed, Kitten hovering over you with a wide smile-- because she was just persuasive like that. Still, you felt oddly exposed, as if she hadn't seen you naked hundreds of times... but she didn't usually see you like this, basically spread eagle and trapped here for her to do whatever she pleased.

Too curious not to ask, you swallowed the lump in your throat and spit it out: "What is it you plan on doing to me, exactly?" you asked.

"Something you wouldn't let me do if you weren't tied up," she laughed, leaning down to kiss you-- and then the kiss started to move, lower and lower, as she slowly and gently spoiled you with sweet kisses down your stomach.

"Fuck," you breathed softly, trying to fight off the discomfort and insecurity that clawed at the back of your mind as she gave you all this attention. "Don't feel like being more specific?" you pressed.

"I just wanna... worship you," she whispered, making your heart skip.

"You know I'm always down for a little sacrilege," you sighed, "but me? Am I really worth--?"

"Shh," she stopped you with a finger over your lips. "Enough of that. You're worth the world. You're my world. And you won't even let me say it, let alone show it, without getting all snippy with me!"

She spread your legs open and hummed as she looked between them, making you shudder with nervousness.

"I mean, you shower me in affection every night-- at least-- and you won't even let me tell you how beautiful--" she kissed your thigh-- "and sexy--" she kissed a little higher-- "and lovely you are? It's just not fair, love."

"W-well, it isn't," you admitted, "but I just prefer--"

"Maybe tonight isn't about what you prefer," she pouted. "Maybe I'm in charge and you're tied up with no way to stop me. Now zip it and let me lick you all over, you little devil."

You couldn't fight the shudder that ran over you, nodding hazily. "O-okay, Kit-- if you say so..."

But still, you weren't quite expecting her to start where she did, running her tongue over your raised nipple slowly-- you couldn't help but whine through your teeth, shutting your eyes for a second.

"K-Kitten," you panted, whimpering when she suckled on the bud for a moment. "Oh, Christ--"

"Now now, it's only Saint Kitten," she corrected with a wink, "and it's you we're supposed to be worshipping."

She started to kiss you all over once again, humming praises along her way: so pretty or look how sweet you are or even sometimes I can't believe I get you all to myself, darling. It was more affection than you were ever prepared to handle, and you sometimes had to shut your eyes tight just to try to tolerate it.

"I love this part of you, right here," she cooed as she softly tickled the curve of your waist. "It's hard to pick a favourite, though... maybe your shoulders? So fun to hold onto while you're fucking me with that pretty strap of yours-- or maybe your lips, you know I could kiss you for hours, and that's not to even mention all those lovely, filthy things you say with those pretty lips..."

"Kitten," you pleaded nervously, your face so hot you worried she could feel it somehow, "I-I don't know what to do with all this attention."

"Say 'thank you'," she instructed simply. "That's the polite thing to do when you get a compliment. Let's practice: I'll say, 'I could taste your sweet little cunt all day,' and you'll say..."

"Th-thank you," you choked out, hearing her purr as she leaned down and licked a little stripe up the seam of your pussy for emphasis. "Fuck!"

"I can't believe you hardly ever let me eat you out," she groaned, "you're so delicious, darling. And look how wet you get! Oh, to think you let all that lovely juice go to waste-- mm. Shameful, s'what it is, just shameful."

"Kitten, please," you choked, moaning louder as she latched onto you again. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at you in the sweetest way, almost a pleading look like she needed to know that she was doing well for you. "F-feels good," you admitted softly, and you could feel her smile as she slid her tongue inside you-- that was when your head fell back, you couldn't resist it anymore. "God, yes-- fuck!"

Her hands pet your thighs softly, pulling your hips a little closer so she could bury her face harder into you. Your whole body quivered, the sensations nearly overwhelming after all that teasing she'd done...

"I'm gonna come," you blurted out, and she moaned against you-- into you, really. "Fuck, Kitten... you'll make me come."

Maybe you'd expected, or even hoped, that saying that would make her stop for a moment to taunt you for your weak stamina, but instead she just doubled down on her efforts, holding your hips still with a tight grip when you tried to buck them away.

'Fuck, fuck!" you yelped, feeling it start to take over you-- tears were stinging your eyes, and not just from the way her nose bumped perfectly against your clit when her tongue was thrusting inside you; you'd been struggling to hold them back all this time, overwhelmed by her kindness.

It hit you rather suddenly, and Kitten only stopped what she was doing when you kicked your legs hard enough to nearly hit her-- though thank god you didn't, you wouldn't forgive yourself if you hurt her somehow. "Oh, beautiful," she praised the second she broke away, giving a little peck of a kiss to your aching clit before kissing all over your thighs, stomach, breasts-- and your face again, guiding you into a sloppy and needy open-mouthed kiss that tasted strongly of your own arousal. "So beautiful when you come," she went on in a whisper, her hands delicately holding your face.

She untied your wrists quickly, letting you wrap her up in your arms as you kissed her harder, pulling her into you. "I love you so much," you breathed against her lips. "God, Kitten, I'm nothing without you--"

"Oh, don't get on that again," she rolled her eyes, "we'll be here all night. Just let me tell you how much I love you and let's leave it at that, alright?"

"But--"

"Shh, darling, you've said enough," she insisted, "or should I get you a gag to match those ropes."

You swallowed thickly, and she laughed with sick delight.

"You're too fun to tease, darling," she explained with a wink.

[i-know-you-know-we-know-lee-know]

Skz maknae line react to being called good boy

Sorry it took to long for me to get the second part out

Writers block is a bitch😭

Warnings: mildly suggestive fluff, cursing, mentions of food, i love felix, fuck commas (i suck at grammar plz forgive me)

Hyung Line

Han

Confused

Absolutely baffled

Questioning life

Literally malfunctioning

Scene~

The two of you were lying in bed ready to fall asleep.

There was only one problem

You were extremely cold

Han, who was out in the hallway closet getting you blankets, was not cold

You would never understand how he could never be cold when you were literally becoming an iceblock

When Han came back from the closet holding three more blankets you held out your arms and he places them in your lap where you set to work making a nest out of them

"good boy"

You say randomly, still wrapping blankets around you

Han, who had been walking around the foot of your bed, tripped on one of the legs and almost fell flat on his face

You look up, startled, only to see Han's red face looking back at you

"baby~ you cant just say things like that out of the blue"

He whined, crawling over to your side of the bed and laying facedown next to you

You laughed, ruffling his hair and cuddling into your blanket cocoon

"if i knew you would react like this i would have said it to you a lot sooner"

You giggle as he burys his face in the sheets in embarrassment

Only when he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into his chest did you realise he may have liked it a little more than you had realised

Uhm

That ones up for interpretation i guess

🥴

Felix

😭

Poor boy doesn't know how to react

Felix.exe has stopped working

Absolutely confused

You were making brownies with Felix, a tradition you had started when you first started dating.

You both knew the recipe by heart so there was no need to ask each other what to do

"Felix can you get me the sugar? It should be in the middle shelf on the left"

You call to your boyfriend, who opens the cabinet and pulls the container of sugar out and hands it to you.

"good boy"

You say, placing the sugar down on the counter

Felix looks down at you and you watch as his expressions change from surprise, confusion, embarrassment, and back to confused embarrassment in a matter of seconds

"i- what? What did you say? Don't say that-"

You break down laughing on the floor as your boyfriend splutters out excuses and his face turns progressively more red

He too, crouches down on the floor next to you and you can practically hear the gears turning in his head as to what this means

"i dont know how to feel"

He burst out, and you start laughing again because who knew felix would look so cute embarrassed?

AJSJSJSB

I love him so much it hurts sometimessjdkdjsj

HES SO CUTE 😭

Seungmin

Boy does not give a fuck

Will literally look you in the eyes and say nothing

Then walk away

Like?

You had been sick the past few days and had been lying in bed basically doing nothing

Seungmin, being the supportive bf he was, had been tending to your every need for the past few days

"minnie can you get me a glass of water, my throat feels really dry"

You croak out, watching as he springs up to get you a glass of water from the kitchen

He soon returns with your beloved glass of water in hand and gives it to you

"good boy"

You say without thinking, as you take a sip of water

Seungmin just looked at you, blinked a few times and then turned on his heel and walked out of your bedroom

"wait no come back-"

You cough-laughed as you realised what you had just said to him

"minnie please~"

You whine, watching with satisfaction as his face turns slightly pink when he turns to face you

You pout and he sighs, coming back into your bedroom reluctantly

"the way you said that made me feel wierd"

You laugh again, taking another sip of your water

"its crazy i mean you think your in love with me or something"

He frowns at you, taking your empty glass from you

"ill go fill this back up again"

He mutters, red face still visible to you

Okay maybe he cares a little

Just a little

Jeongin

Flustered little boi

So confused though

In his head he's like

???

WhY mE?

You and your boyfriend were out on a grocery shopping trip because you had been running low on a few things.

"can you go and fet some eggs while i look at the chips?"

You say, placing your basket on the ground a d examining the massive wall of chip bags in front of you

"yeah ill be right back"

Your boyfriend responds, heading down the aisle to look for eggs

You, in the meantime keep looking at the massive selection infront of you, eventually picking out two bags

Soon your boyfriend comes back with eggs in hand and places them in the basket at your feet

"good boy"

You say, turning to show one of the chip bags to him

"do you think we should get this one instead of the normal one or-"

You stop, staring at his flustered expression with confusion

"are you okay? Did i do something?"

You ask, laughing at him slightly as he shakes his head

"it was nothing..."

You chuckle at his response, picking up your basket and smiling to yourself

"maybe i should say good boy more if it means i get to see you like this"

"... "

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ARG SO CUTE PATOOTIE

I suck at dialogue lol

[viktor-my-glorious-evolution]

Arcane | Viktor x Reader

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RULES

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