#requeset

[random-imagines-blog]

Imagine getting a minor injury while working with Vince Noir.

It was just a little nip. Sometimes the animals got excited around feeding time and would become a little ... exuberant when they took their food. Usually they were patient enough to wait until it got put down in front of them, but this new bird hadn’t yet learned. You kept your cool in front of the kids that were watching, tucking your bloody finger behind the others but as soon as you left the bird enclosure and started to head towards the staff room, you were cursing up a storm under your breath.

“Why is always the small cuts that hurt the most,” You groaned. You probably wouldn’t even need stitches. It was about the same size as a papercut, but stung the same. A bit of a rinse under some water, some polysporin, a bandaid and you’d be good to go. An annoyance, nothing more.

The familiar shuffling sound of the heeled boots. The large hair coming into view, blue eyes, green jumpsuit with the shiny pins, coming out of the staff lounge just as you were about to head in. Vince, of course. The sweet little prince. H stopped right in the doorway, looking at you, taking in the grumpy expression. Then his eyes trailed down your arm to see the bloody fingers. Instantly, his eyes went wide.

“What happened?” He asked, actually loking downright sad. If anything, it made you feel worse that you were worrying him.

“One of the birds,” You said with a shrug, playing it off. “‘s nothin Vince, just need one of those plasters -”

He was already examining your finger and hissing as he looked at it, as if he felt it himself. “You’re going to need something more than a plaster, come on,” He took hold of your good hand and started to run with you, sprint with you, through the zoo. How he managed to do so in those boots that he always wore, the ones that were definitely against regulation, you couldn’t figure out. But that question didn’t stop you from enjoying the way that his hand felt in yours, you admitted to yourself. It was - sweet, how much he cared. Enough to bring you to Naboo.

Vince had you explain what had happened again - literally, just a nip from a bird, before taking control of the situation. “Have you got any lotions or potions? Anything?” He was asking the mystic. You had your eyebrows raised towards Naboo, amused to say the least. It didn’t even hurt anymore, not unless you bent that finger. But here was Vince, acting like you just got your arm pulled off.

“-might have some polysporin in the office?” Naboo suggested.

“Oh, good idea, that,” Vince said with a nod. Of course he’d listen to Naboo. You smiled thankfully towards the short man before you were dragged off again by Vince towards the staff room where you had started from. Ten minutes later, you were poly’d, you had on a plaster with little zoo animals on it and Vince was even... “There,” He said, kissing the bandaid. “Feeling better?”

“Well, I am now,” You said with a grin. The pain had dissipated a quarter of an hour ago but you weren’t going to tell him that. Not when he was being like a helpful little poodle, trying to kiss the sting away.

Requested by: Anonymous

[sonichedgeblog]

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[painsandconfusion]

41 please and thank you!

And get some sleep!

Sicfics aren't really my thing but it's time I dive into it anyway.

A prompt list is good for sleepy brain - let's see how far I can get tonight.

Thanks!

[kiwi-but-the-bird-not-the-fruit]

Master list

Monster high and Ever after high x reader oneshots, all aged up in their senior year 18/19 others college years 20/25

(All of these are fluff some also have sensual innuendos by the ends but no smut)

(Gotta say we all like Male! Nefara a lot haha)

Madeline Hatter x Gn! Reader

Raven Queen x Gn! Reader

Male! Clawdeen Wolf x Gn! Reader

Male! Nefara x F! Reader

Male! Nerara x F! Reader *requeset*

Male! Nefara x F! Reader *requested*

Male! Nefara x F! Reader *How they met*

Lizzie Hearts x F! Reader *requested*

Clawdeen Wolf x F! Kitsune! Reader *requested*

Male! Nefara x F! Reader *requested*

Male! Nefara x F! Reader *requested*

Male! Apple white x F! Pond Siren! Reader

Raven Queen x F! Jack skellington daughter Reader *requested*

Male! Nefara x F! Kitsune! Reader *requested*

Update 1

Vil x Reader (fem presenting reader)

Briar Beauty x gn! Reader

Asmo x Reader (from my second blog)

Briar Beauty x gn! Reader

Male!Cleo DeNile x F! Gorgon!Readed

Nefera x f! Siren! Reader

[addie7]

Requeset: @genericravenbrooksdude

Thank you for giving me this wonderful idea !!🎉🌹

[scarltzwitch]

Please, please, please. I want write more of Logan, REQUESETS ARE OPEN. 💜 💜 💜

[margo-mania]

requeseted by @zoeyslament (wasnt in an ask but yippee!) i did tecklenburg griz bc i adore her

[thesirencove]

✩°｡𓏲⋆.𓋼𖦹 ₊˚ THE BAKERY – NEAL CAFFREY X READER

this fic is based on a request i got from an anonymous user , which can be seen here ! i was so excited to get this , it was my first requeset and i wanted to make sure it was up to par . i hope this is what you wanted , and thank you so so much for sending it in !

my requests are still open , so be sure send them in :) i'll be slowly working through any that get sent over !

neal caffrey x fem!reader (romantic)

summary: when neal falls in love with a girl who owns a bakery in the city and dreams of a cottage in the woods . based on this request .

warnings: none !

word count: 1.2k

the first time neal met her, she had just come out of the bakery’s kitchen, smiling at him as she laid out new loaves on the shelf labeled, “sourdough.” elizabeth had been raving about the new bakery that opened up not too far from the office, and he felt a pull to go there. he found it especially ironic that he once bought a bakery, chuckling to himself about how different this one would be. it definitely wouldn’t involve him jumping out of a window onto the awning. 

he walked inside, the door chiming a voice from the back yelling out to give her just a minute! he stood in front of the display case, met with some of the most beautiful pastries he’d ever seen. a variety of croissants, pain au chocolat, peach and strawberry chaussons – there were so many of them. and the amount of bread that adorned each shelf was incredible. each bread was separated from one another, a label underneath each and atop it all was a sign with the labels “boule – 6.50” and “batard – $7.50” 

the rest of the bakery was beautiful as well. the walls were covered in golden oak panels, refinished to look like they had a long history. there was a case in the front right corner of multiple different flowers, and there were baskets near the pastry display cases of lavender and wildflowers. they were tied together with various colours of ribbon, a bow at the front of each bouquet to complete them. on the opposing side from the flower case was a shelf of honey jars, with a cute yellow sign reading, “honey, home-grown and fresh! bees are well taken care of :) $5.00”

he smiled at how sweetly everything was put together. he knew a lot of thought had gone into this place, and everything was so pretty. not only that, but the smell of pastries in the case made his mouth water. he knew he needed to buy a bunch to bring back to the office, and a few extra on top of that to give to mozzie.   

when she walked out from the kitchen area as he was surveying the palce, sourdough loaves in hand and smiling at him, neal thought he’d gone to heaven right then and there. she had the brightest, most beautiful smile he’d ever seen. he wanted to see that smile over and over again for the rest of his life. he felt his own mouth immediately rise into a smile as well as he looked at her restocking the sourdough loaves. 

“i see those are popular,” he said once she turned back towards him.

“oh, yes! they go out of stock really early in the morning, but today i made some extra. poor cin-dough-ella is being put to serious work every day for that bread,” she said, frowning at the end.

“cin-dough-ella?” neal asked, curious to what she meant. what the hell is a cin-dough-ella?

“that’s what i named my sourdough starter! she’s been in the family for years now, it felt right to finally give her a name,” she nodded, content, before continuing, “anyways, what can i get you today?” 

“definitely one of those sourdough loaves,” neal replied, grinning at her.

after the loaves of bread, he got two entire boxes of pastries filled: one for home (to share with mozzie and june, of course) and one for the office. he kept making small-talk with the bakery owner, liking her more and more as the minutes passed. once he paid, he thanked her and left. he was only 20 steps away from the bakery when he decided to turn back around and ask for her number. so began their love story.

he since learned that she always wanted to own a bakery, but she never expected for it to be in the city. she always thought it’d be in the countryside, where she’d live in a cottage and perhaps even have her own animals. plans change, though, and she ended up moving to the city for reasons out of her control. she was quite happy here, though, and having the bakery at least solved one part of the equation. 

neal was happy that she moved here, and that he had met her when he did. they’d gone on three dates since their first meeting before making it official. it’s been three years since then, and they were more in love than the first time they met.

neal often came home to their shared apartment and found her baking. she was always trying new recipes and wanting to welcome him home with a fresh pastry. he had absolutely no complaints about that. he also found a way to make her cottage dreams come true, being able to get his hands on a beautiful home in the countryside that they could go to for vacations. he still has the memory etched in his mind from when he surprised her with the cottage, the smile she had on her face as happy tears rolled down her face. she hugged him so hard, whispering thank you’s into his neck.

he would always do what he could to make her happy, and she gave back as much as she could. they both had their bad days. ones where she would have an unsuccessful day at the bakery and felt discouraged, and he’d remind her that tomorrow is a new day. he’d hug her and comfort her and love her all the ways she needed to be loved. and there were the days where neal would come home after an awful day working on a new case, feeling hopeless and like he couldn’t do anything to help. and she’d remind him that he was the smartest man she knew, that he knew what he was doing, and that maybe he needed to look at the case from a new angle. she’d remind him of how beautiful his heart was and hold him and love him all the ways he needed to be loved. 

from the moment they locked eyes on that first day, smiles adorned on both of their faces, it was written into the world that they were it for each other. there was no love greater than the one they held for each other. always putting one another above anything else, making time to spend together, ensuring that they were always prioritized and never felt pushed away. it wasn’t always perfect, but they were a team as much as they were lovers and it worked.  

neal’s love with the girl who owns a bakery, one who loves wildflowers and wants a cottage in the woods is one he wouldn’t give up for anything. and maybe one day, when they no longer want to live in the city, they’ll move full time to that cottage in the countryside and raise cows and bees and sheep together. she’d teach him how to make sourdough bread and pain au chocolat, and he’d do the handiwork around their home and make the best wine they’d ever tasted. this love would be absolute bliss, and it would last forever. it would leave them sitting on their porch, old and grey, hand in hand as they still love one another just as much as they did when they were young.

[izayoichan]

Another requeset for River and Lucas please

Write about your ship sneaking a romantic moment together.

“One minute there, superstar.” Lucas just chuckled as he felt himself be pulled back into the room where all the animal food, toys and treats, feeling himself twirled around and pulled into the embrace he loved so much. Those safe arms that had just become so familiar to him, and that never failed to make him smile. “Oh what does the boss want?” “A second of your time.” “Just a second?”

River grinned, in all honesty he would like many seconds with the now pink glowing Lucas, but sadly this day, that was all there was time for. Lifting Lucas up, he put him on one of the benches, both laughing as a squeaky toy complained about the sudden weight put on top of it. “Sadly yes, but make it a promise of later.” Leaning in he kissed Lucas deeply, sneaking his hands in under his shirt, to just feel that soft warm skin against them. The slight shiver and moan from Lucas made it even harder to keep the promise of later. Pulling back, he held out his hand, to the slightly disappointed look of his husband. “You owe me.” “I do, I’ll make good on my promise, don’t worry.” “But work first, yes.” As Lucas took his hand, he pulled him in for one more kiss, then a moment just leaning their foreheads together before they exited the room, a glance between them as River went back to his next exam, while Lucas went to the dog’s side where he had two dogs to prepare for adoption. 

[lenqkeju]

can i requeset a mualani layout? *-*

requests are closed, sorry!! you can request it when open tho :3

[kandrakelsier]

Gonna requeset a cosmere community, anyone have any good title ideas (Or if one exists already?)

[malarign]

Hi sweetie, how are you? I was reading your blog and i saw you are open for requesets...Can i order one? I would like a fluff of Sunghoon with prompt 1 number 46 and of prompt 2 number 23. If you have a doubt you can ask me. I love your write!!! Take care💖💖💌

hi! thank you for your kind words and a request, it’s already posted!

[the-ultimate-muses]

It was something not many people knew, the breeder's enjoyment of such pranks, Gundham himself often taking advantage of his quiet footsteps and ability to meld into the dark to scare his classmates whenever possible. Palms leaning onto the worktable in front of him, he shook his head in amusment as more laughter came from behind his scarf. It was quite the feat, getting him to openly laugh, Gundham not usually one to show any emotion, lest they be turned against him.

"Uninspired, yet effective just the same. I commend thee, Child of the Fae." Maybe that was why he didn't make Kokichi leave now that Fuyuhiko had come and gone, the breeder not even making him come out of his hiding spot while he returned to his work. "As humerous as such a jest can be, I would appreciate if those utilizing liquid of any kind be kept distant from this vessal. Not for myself, but my Devas. They are weak to water types."

At their mention, the Devas manifested from within the breeder's scarf to investiagte with twitching noses and yawns much bigger than themselves. "I cannot guarantee future amiability, if harm were to come to them. Such an infraction would demand the full extent of my ire." It was a thiny veild threat as much as both a warning and requeset, delivered with an indifference that somehow made those words more terrifying than if the projected emotions came as a pair. It was simply a fact: Mess with Gundham's animals, and he will seek vengeance in whatever way he deemed an equal exchange.

"An inquiry if I may; you cannot hide forever, how long do you intend to avoid The One Who Is Cursed By Blood? You will need to face him, no matter one sunlight cycle from this moment or many. Tis now your chosen fate, fae."

Heaving a sigh so great, the lift of his shoulders would hike up his coat several inches as Gundham stared blankly ahead. "Assuming you mean Fuyuhiko, he is not the mafia, there is a difference. If you are going to taunt him, at the very least, do so correctly."

"As for allowing you to stay-" Being cut off by the door to his animals shed sanctuary behind swung open, something that had his cursing with the order to be careful lest the person scare his animals, Gundham didn't even flinch as the visitor revealed himself to be Fuyuhiko. "I don't give a damn, about your stupid-" Even the high and mighty Yakuza heir withered under the Overlord's glare it would seem, if the trail off of the would be threat was anything to go by. It helped that Fuyu didn't actually mean what he'd said, not to mention everyone knew the breeder was a force to be reckoned with when it came to his animals, it being something Fuyu could respect.

"Just- Did that purple fucker come in here?" Another sigh, but even without his word on keeping Kokichi a secret, with it having been halted by the very one whom he was hiding from, Gundham didn't betray the gremlin hiding under his coat.

Cursing a rather colorful string of words at the shake of the breeder's head, Fuyu didn't say another word as he carefully shut the door behind him, Gundham waiting a moment or two before allowing himself a muffled chuckle from behind his scarf, the amusement of which further heard in his voice. "Water balloons, I assume? Or perhaps a bucket above a door? I can't imagine what else would leave him looking like a waterlogged kitten."

[painsandconfusion]

Hi, could you add me to the taglists for Whumping the Whumpers and Waking Dreamer please?

you got it!

[soothifying-sounds-asmr]

Rainy Car Ride by RideScapes

[random-imagines-blog]

Imagine being Addy Carver being all cute with you.

Addison Carver was the main reason you were still alive during this whole zombie apocalypse. Not only did she save your life more than once with that studded bat of hers, but she was also your motivation to keep on going. You’d nearly given up before but that cute grin and snarky sense of humor had you keep on coming back to the determined survivor that you were. “Why are you watching me?” She asked, while she was messing around with some electronic thing connected to a computer.

“Just trying to see what you’re doing,” You said, which wasn’t the whole truth - you had just been admiring the flame-haired beauty. “What is it?”

“Trying to see if I can add to my old blog,” Addie said, tongue sticking out of her mouth slightly as she worked on trying to get some of the power back. “I used to try to keep it up to let the future people know what’s gone on here but-” She shrugged - there wasn’t much hope of that these days. “-now I just keep it to have a record of you.”

“Of me?” You asked, eyebrows furrowed. “What makes me so special? I think you should record about yourself, you’re much more interesting than I am.” At that, Addie would reach out for you and you would give in. She’d wrap an arm around you and pull you to her lap on the old computer chair. You kissed her cheek and she smiled widely.

“That,” Addie would say, pointing to her cheek where your kiss had been. “I don’t want to forget a thing.”

Requested by: Anonymous