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𖹭. whenever you are sick. orion will rush to you as quick as possible. soups and medicines in his arms all propped up in the basket of goods he has for you. heck, if you ask him to feed you and pamper you. drape his wings around you, he will. all so that you can get better. angels can’t catch the flu anyways.

𖹭. he really enjoys gathering flowers for you himself, and making intricate bouquets out of them. putting them on the bedside table while you are asleep so that you can awake to a bunch of new flowers right beside you.

𖹭. whenever you sit down and preen him, he gets so happy. his entire body shivering with excitement as you sit down behind him and get ready to sort out his feathers. it always feels nice to have a pair of loving hands he can melt into help him out with the harder spots he can’t reach.

𖹭. rainy days call for dancing outside in it. whether you want to dance with him or not is up to you. he will go do it regardless. he rarely gets to experience the downpour from the sky due to his realm having no such thing as rain.

𖹭. he likes to cook quite a lot. even if he doesn’t particularily need to eat. he still really likes to experiment with tastes and spices. humming to himself in his large kitchen, while trying out new recipes from who knows what realm. you often end up being one of the people to taste the food too. and it certainly is. . . unique. you aren’t surprised of his liking towards it.

𖹭. when he gets the oppertunity, he really enjoys skinny dipping in the rivers of nadir. the gentle temperature of the waters bringing him at ease. although, he he prefers staying around the secluded rivers. shying away from most angels and nadirians. he is a man that likes his privacy — though, if you are the one coming with him. he does not mind one bit.

𖹭. very gentle with the wildlife around the abyss. unlike most of the population, who rush away in screams and horror when they stumble upon the docile creatures. orion likes to make sure all of them are okay and safe. nurtured in any and all ways possible. they just look a little unique is all. he’d love to teach you how to take care of them too.

𖹭. loves his you very much. he could ramble about you for hours and how much he admires you. he wouldn’t care one bit if people grew tired of hearing it! he’ll ramble all he wants about his lover.

𖹭. likes to take you around the city of the abyss. showing you all of the new shops that have opened. his endless support to them endearing. well. until he starts showering them with money. leaving you stressing along with the owners that immediately try to give him back all of the coins.

𖹭. contrary to what most might think, even you at the beginning. orion isn’t particularily fond of people mentioning his draconic ancestry. no he isn’t ashamed, no he isn’t trying to ignore his heiritage. he’s just tired of the comments. he likes being in his angelic form more than his dragon. he has been bullied, admired, put down, frowned upon, lusted for all because of his draconic ancestry and it leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. one he doesn’t like. he only shifts when he is comfortable or when it is nescessary.

𖹭. orion really really like to put his feathers all around you, marking you up and letting people know who you belong to. and who he belongs to, but snatching some of your jewellery.

𖹭. late night affections are a must. this man loves getting up and making any sort of food or hot drink you like. getting pastries and turning on all of the candles that he can.

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One Night Stand - Ace

[Older work from libary of ohara that I am posting here]

N-S-F-W / GN Reader

Depending on how much he’d drank and how much false confidence and courage flowed through his veins would dictate who would make the first move between you and Ace.

Clumsy flirting, overuse use of eyebrow wiggles.

He’s not all desperate, hopeless, and clumsy. When he’s got that streak in him, when he’s in a very certain mood he will lean against you, his hot breath against your ear and whisper pure utter filth in your ear.

You go bright red, brighter than the accessories Ace wore around his neck and wrist.

He would prefer to take you back to his, he liked the familiarity of it.

Your very surprised his room isn’t a mess, you expected him to live in a disaster area to match his somewhat chaotic energy.

His hands, you can’t keep track of them. Was that his hand on your ass and your chest? Whose pulling his shorts down? You? Him? And how did he remove your top without you noticing?

Did he grow extra limbs just so he could undress you both in what had to be the Grandlines record time because you swear you have fabric burns from how he ripped down your pants.

Eager, eager like a wildfire described Ace perfectly. Hot hands on your hips, hotter lips sucking the skin of your neck.

You grab at wavy black locks, trying to assert some dominance over him.

Ace is somewhere between a horn dog and inexperienced.

He can fuck like a jackrabbit in heat, but his fingers often forget all the extra things they could be doing.

That’s okay, foreplay is there, somewhat and he is a fast learner, going on your moans and breathy pleads for what you want.

He always listens.

The bed bangs hard against the wall, you think someone yells at Ace to ‘knock that shit off’ but neither of you cares when the commander is fucking into your wanting hole, bruising grip on your hips as he pulls you back to meet his thrusts.

Dirty talk isn’t perhaps his forte but he tries, he might accidentally insult you. Not that you care when he’s so deep inside you, hitting all the right places and knocking you around like a dingy on a rough sea.

Ace is just like his power and his temper, a brilliant hot flash that burns up in seconds. He won’t last too long. That’s fine, your three sheets to the wind and just as easy to please.

The next day you would find yourself nestled in strong arms, drool against your bruised, love bite littered neck.

Feeling sore, in the most pleasant and delightful of ways.

Ace will say he’s sorry, that he didn’t mean to ‘take advantage of you’ he feels embarrassed, sheepish yet can’t take his arms from around you.

Because he has feelings, which tumble from his stammering lips.

You chuckle and tell him you wanted it just as much as he did and ask for maybe a round two before breakfast.

[plagued-melodies]

Sibling Rivalry ⚕️Part one

!This is based on the headcanon that Baizhu and Pantalone are brothers! Also this very self indulgent and usually think of my self insert as the traveler so- I'm sorry if that's not your style :] reader is said to have an exposed midriff because I like that style of clothing but it is not indicative of readers sex or pronouns. I do mention greatly about Baizhu's disability but I'm not entirely sure if I did it justice as I'm not really familiar with him, I just find him pretty so if I said anything wrong lmk so I can improve!

Relationships: Baizhu x traveler!reader

Implied Pantalone x traveler!reader (hes attracted to/infatuated with you sort of?? It's more like he's doing it solely to tease Baizhu but the reader is unsure about him as they don't know who he is but is friendly because he's Baizhu's brother.)

Baizhu and Pantalone are brothers with a strained relationship but still care about one another. Baizhu just has certain boundaries.

I really really like Traveler!reader I'm not sorry

Pronouns used for reader: they/them

This has been in my drafts since forever so forgive me if there are some canon issues lol, I have a stupid mix of what I thought was canon, what is canon, and what is just ???

Also It's been so long since I've written anything I'm sorry if it's cringe or badly paced.

Part One (you're here)

Part Two (to be added)

Imagine that once everything is said and done in the nation of Sumeru you've come back to Liyue for some much needed rest, you trudged your way over the jagged land of the chasm that connects the two nations. With your sore and sunburnt body you end up running into Liyue's best herbalist, Baizhu who is accompanied by little Qiqi. Throughout the months before your trip to Sumeru you found yourself hanging around the eccentric man more and more as word for your future endeavors got around and he had wished to aid in knowledge on what was safe to touch and consume and what to avoid. This lesson turned to several lessons on how to create healing concoctions based on different ailments. You appreciated his help greatly and promised to bring several rare or useful herbs for him to use.

When on the road returning to Liyue, you were surprised to see him so far outside the city however, especially so far off the trail. It wasn't uncommon for him to leave the city but he usually left anything this far out to Qiqi as a precaution due to this condition, he couldn't risk anything if he ended up passing out. If he did go out he usually sticks to the trails most often used by travelers or nearby settlements he could rest at.

You asked him about this, worried about his being and he explains that today he felt capable of retrieving certain herbs he needed and needed to get some fresh air from a visiting relative who was a bit overbearing at times. You nod in understanding, the city coming further into view with the ocean glistening. The sun was at its highest peak at this point and you felt its harsh rays beat down on your exposed back. Your conversation continues on, talking about recent adventures in the dendro nation as Paimon floats about and you hold Qiqi's little hand in your own larger one.

Baizhu talked greatly about his recent endeavors, including a few odd ball patients who he practically had to have dragged into the pharmacy by some of his assistants. He also talked about how he was able to curate some remedies for himself that, while not able to cure his ailment (or achieve his overall goal), help him retain a lot more energy than usual so long as he didn't over exert himself too much. Hence why he's out here with Qiqi gathering some herbs for some clients he had.

You two continue exchanging pleasantries with Changsheng chiming in every once in a while, perched comfortably atop the doctor's shoulders. Baizhu begins to explain the use of the herbs in his bag with you contentedly listening. You both walk into the city through the back trail, the unsteady and steep path putting you into alert for your companions balance. In your focus on Baizhu's safety, you completely neglect your own and nearly slip with the doctor quickly taking hold of you. Despite his weak physicality, he's capable enough to pull you up by the forearm into a safe balanced position before you even hit the ground. He sighs at your clumsiness, a tinge of mirth in his own eyes. He heaves another sigh, a sign of his exertion of energy that's beginning to take a toll. The grip on your forearm moving to a gentle hold of your hand.

"Oh archons I'm so sorry! I should have been looking at where I was going!" You didn't mean to trip the way you did, in trying to help him not exert too much you ended up doing so anyways. He waves off your concern, a mere smile plastered onto his face in response. He continues to urge you forward by placing his free hand onto the small of your back.

"No need, nobody got hurt, it wasn't an issue really, you're not particularly heavy to pick up the way I did, so no need to worry." His voice is chipper as he continues his hold, you don't think to mention it, jotting it down in your mind as him needing to steady himself. A tinge of guilt stirs in your gut because of it. Being a temporary mobility aid for him is the least you can do right now before he could get home and rest properly. You decide to carry out the conversation as normal when you make your way through the city. Ignoring the occasional glance towards your unusual stance from passersby. He takes notice however and raises a silent question, you joke that maybe it's because of the notoriety of his bitter potions. Paimon Snickers from behind you two at the comment, Baizhu feigns offense at this.

"Medicines, not potions and please believe me, if I could make my medicines just as effective and more delightful for people to consume I would, but I cannot risk the medicines effects being nullified by anything that can influence the taste significantly." You laugh at this, missing the way his faux irritation softened at the sound of your laughter, replaced momentarily by adoration.

"I guess that's true... I'd rather take one disgusting dose of medicine that would work rather than small doses of some okay tasting stuff that may not even work..." You muse with a smile, "Especially if you made the medicine. I trust you wouldn't poison me." You chuckle. He shakes his head fondly as Changsheng pokes her head around.

"How insulting, to even suggest such a thing..." Changsheng hisses softly, emphasizing the harsher syllables of her words as she narrows her magenta eyes towards you. Baizhu gently taps her on the top of her head.

"Now now Changsheng, no need to get so defensive... It was a light tease. Don't worry yourself so much." He chides the snake adeptus softly. She flicks her tongue out quickly before coiling herself further. You chuckle at the sight, you know that Changsheng wasn't actually offended and simply wished to give you a hard time.

"Speaking of medicine, I brought a ton of herbs and plants I found in Sumeru, Master Tighnari helped me pick them." You state eagerly, a smile on your face as Baizhu walks in tandem with you. He smiles softly, adjusting his glasses to be better perched on the bridge of his nose.

"Oh? And you would trust me enough with these? After all, you don't know if I may poison you or not." He jokes with a subtle grin on his face. You give a roll of your eyes as you motion your head to the side.

"Oh please, I doubt any poison you make could kill me." You playfully joke back. This goes on back and forth for a while, all of it being in good humor and light teasing as he subtly grips your hand tighter.

The moment is short lived, however when you arrive towards the stairs leading to Bubu Pharmacy. A stern yet audibly relieved voice breaks through your mirth filled bubble. The expression the doctor held now having a look of exhaustion in its stead. You don't recognize it or the words he's speaking until he descends the stairs towards you both, taking carefully calculated and painfully slow steps.

"Baizhu! I knew you needed to run some errands but you've been gone for hours now and while I understand you're feeling better, you need to be careful, what if you ended up collapsing near a hilichurl camp? I was worried sick-" his scolding is cut short when his gaze towards your companion is turned to you, taking immediate note of Baizhu's obvious hold of your form. A heat of embarrassment rises to your cheeks as you attempt to wriggle into a less awkward position. Your subtle attempt is for naught as the green-haired doctor's hold on your hand tightens with a gentle squeeze. You stand there, stiff as a ramp as the mysterious individual raises his gaze once more. Paimon and Qiqi stand silently behind you, the latter's hand still intertwined with your own.

"Pray tell, may I ask who this may be? You two seem... Close." Baizhu clears his throat as he turns his attention to you, seeming to reluctantly diminish his hold on you he turns to you fully.

"Traveler, this is my brother Pantalone, he's here to visit," You turn to him and wave before turning back to Baizhu, "Pantalone, this is the traveler. They're passing through Liyue for a couple of weeks of rest." His tone is unusually curt with introductions. A huff is heard from behind as two tiny hands plant onto your shoulder and your flying companion is lurched forward slightly.

"HEY! You forgot about Paimon!" You roll your eyes slightly at this, taking a strand of her hair and twirling between the fingers of your now free hand before turning to the pair of brothers.

"And this is Paimon, as you probably could tell." You add as she gives a cheeky grin at this. You can't help but get a strange feeling that you've heard his name somewhere before... But, since this is Baizhu's brother, you didn't want to be rude and just tossed that thought into the back of your mind.

"Hm? Oh so this is the well renowned Traveler? The one who's well known all across Teyvat for their heroic deeds?" Pantalone questions rhetorically as he brings his hand out to shake yours. You can't help but notice the rings adorning his gloves hand, the material looks sleek and expensive. In fact, everything he was wearing seemed to be expensive. You tentatively take his hand and begin to shake his own. What you didn't expect however, was for him to lift your hand to press his lips to your knuckles.

The entire group goes silent, you don't notice the look Baizhu gives him or how Changsheng coils in a way to turn her head away from the display.

"My dear brother here has told me lots about you, but he must have neglected to mention just how lovely you look." He says with a voice as smooth as a spoonful of jade fruit soup...

"O-oh umm... Thanks, I guess? That's very kind of you.." You reply rather awkwardly, pulling your hand back when he lets go. He gives a nod of his head, the gemstones hanging from the chord of his glasses swinging slightly before he straightens up and looks towards Baizhu.

"Well, with introductions out of the way, I have some work to do and the traveler is probably very tired after their journey so we should go ahead and let them go to the inn to rest. Right, Pantalone?" He says, placing his gloved hand onto the exposed region for your back that's still slightly tender from the constant sun exposure. Your face heats up slightly at the contact, especially when one of his fingers curls against the small of your back... His other hand goes to your shoulders and steadily turns you towards the other direction, clearly motioning for you to leave. When you start to walk, he takes Qiqi's small hand as she waves goodbye to you.

You smile softly and sweetly while you wave goodbye to her. Paimon gives you a confused smile as she floats alongside you in her usual manner. You shrug, unsure of what the problem here was. Maybe his brother had crossed an unspoken boundary? You can't really say.

Well, he was right about one thing. You're pretty freaking tired. Both you and Paimon are ready to eat a warm meal and sleep in an actual bed.

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You return the next day, a pep in your step as you approach the pharmacy, carrying a bag of plants you had gathered that you weren't able to give Baizhu yesterday. You were excited to give these to him, you weren't sure if he already had these herbs or had any use for them, but Tighnari was kind enough to help you find them so you hoped that they would at least be of some use!

You enter the pharmacy, your smile widening as you wave to Herbalist Gui "Hey! Good morning, Gui. Do you know where Baizhu is?" You ask as you set the bag down onto the edge of the counter. He smiles as he shakes his head no.

"No, unfortunately he had a house call he needed to attend, I can't say when he'd be back... I'm assuming this is a personal batch for him?" He motions to the bag, which you proudly nod to.

"Mhm! Special delivery all the way from Sumeru! Personally handpicked by yours truly and the Head Forest Watcher of the Avidya Forest!" You state rather proudly as you wave your arm to the bag. Unfortunately, with your luck, your haphazard placement on the counter would result in it being knocked by the force of your arm.

You nearly shout with surprise as your hand darts to reach out and grab it, only to be immediately stopped by someone catching the bag before any of the plants fall out or the glass inside shattering. You heave an inward sigh of relief.

"Oh, thank the archons. Thank you." You say with a slight nervous chuckle.

"Oh it's no problem my dear, it was of no issue for me. Do be more careful in the future however." A voice spoke, a voice bonging to none other than Pantalone. The man smiles the same smile he gave yesterday as he puts the bag flat into the counter rather than the edge where you had placed it previously.

"O-oh um, yeah, my bad. I guess I'm just a bit careless today... Hey uh-, Guilty, could you " You give a sheepish chuckle as you speak, unsure of how you should talk to this stranger. On one hand, he's Baizhu's brother, and you really like Baizhu so you should get along with his brother, right? But on the other hand, something seems.... Off about him. Like there's a small voice in the back of your mind that just screams that you've heard his name from somewhere before.

Herbalist Gui takes the bag full of medicinal herbs, setting them down aside for when Baizhu comes back from his house call later.

A sigh is heard from Pantalone as Gui informs him of Baizhu's departure that morning, "Even when I come all the way from Shnezhnaya to visit him, he never ceases his work, even in his condition... whatever will I do with him?" He sounds exasperated, one arm across his chest with his hand holding up the elbow to his other arm where off he has a tired hand resting on his temple and his eyes closed. You clear your throat, hoping to ease the tension in the room.

"Oh well, that's just how he is. It's a house call so he won't be exerting himself too much, especially with Qiqi with him. He may be a workaholic but he knows better than to strain himself, we should trust he knows what he's doing, right?" You try your best to sound reassuring. The taller man nods at your words.

"I guess that is true, I'm not around very often and he's done just fine without me nagging him around..." He says, although he seems reluctant to say those words. You can't help but relate to the feeling of worrying and fretting over a sibling as well.

"Well, since neither Baizhu nor Qiqi are here, I may as well go and complete today's commissions. Thanks again for grabbing that bag, it would have been a pain if some of the glass broke in it." You express as you turn towards the pharmacy's front entrance.

"Oh? An adventurer as well? Would you mind if I tagged along?" He requests, "It's been a long while since I've seen anyone fight, though quite ironic considering my line of work." His comment is vague but you assume that he's being that way on purpose seeing as it's really not your business about what he does for a living.

"Um.. sure? I mean, it's nothing grand, but yeah, you can tag along.. just be sure to stay out of the way. Is there something you need help with?" You ask, maybe he needed help with a commission he had yet to post? That wasn't fairly uncommon, people often just came up to you due to your notoriety and would offer straight up to pay for services rather than go through the guild which could be a tedious and expensive process depending on your job.

"You could say that... And do not worry, I do not intend to be of any bother..." He reassures, "I would just like to see the famous traveler in action, to see if the rumors of your visionless power over the elements is as true as they say..." He adds.

And with that, you head off... You don't have Paimon floating around you today. She was still practically melted into the sheets when you got up and you didn't wish to disturb her. It's not often you guys find an actual roof to stay under and Paimon was just a little thing, she needs all the rest she's missed since the mess in Sumeru. So you left a note telling her you had left real quick to do some commission work and had left a small bag of mora to get herself something to eat for when she inevitably got hungry.

At some point while going about your commissions, you kind of forget about the looming shadow of the man you just met yesterday lurking behind you. It's not until you're out near the Guili Plains are you reminded as you hear the heels of his boots clicking against the ground in a steady rhythm not too far behind you. You're currently trying to find some lost bags from a careless historian that did not think to check his surroundings before setting up a camp and being chased off by the hostile... "neighbors."

A few hilichurls, maybe a mitachurl or two. It shouldn't be a big deal, even with the extra company. So you continue to look around.

"I imagine that doing this sort of work is quite profitable, yes? Especially with a reputation such as yours?" Pantalone suddenly says out of the blue, his arms crossed elegantly behind his back as though he is simply strolling along the city...

"oh um- yeah, I get by. At least food wise. Some commissions pay more than others based on difficulty." You explain, continuing to go through brush and using your blade to cut the surrounding foliage out of your view before moving onto the next area. You didn't think it to be of relevance that sometimes commissioners would sometimes refuse to pay the other half of their fee.

Depending on the size of the commissions, the Adventures' Guild would allow the commissioner to pay only half upfront so that, if something were to occur to either party, at least the adventurer who completed the commission at least got something and that the commissioner didn't completely lose their money.. But sometimes, a lot of time, you'd find yourself having to exasperatedly explain this novel concept to them as they refuse to 'shell out any more mora for a job I already paid for'... It usually wasn't worth the mora to argue too long.

"Hmm... I can see that. Based on your own size and how much energy and calories you may burn in a single day, I can't imagine that a full meal or the ingredients to make a meal would be only a few handfuls mora... That among other expenses between two people if you were to include that floating fairy from yesterday would begin to add up greatly..."

At this point, he seems to be talking more to himself than to you, with his left hand, which is adorned with rings, being brought to his chin as he contemplates his own words. You can't help but imagine how Paimon would react if she were here right now, probably saying something along the lines of 'Floating fairy?! Paimon is not a floating fairy! Paimon is Paimon!', you can't help but chuckle to yourself and shake your head fondly at the thought.

"Um.... Yeah. I guess..." You really don't know how else you should respond to that, he's right to an extent but you aren't quite sure what you're supposed to make of this conversation. Pantalone simply chuckles.

"I see, have you not considered the potential of working a single job rather than traveling around as you do? From what I hear, you have a wide variety of skills and talents that could be far more lucrative than the fickle stability of the adventurers' guild..." He questions casually.

"oh um, well it's not really about the mora for me, I mean- it is to some degree because I need to feed myself and Paimon... But i also sometimes just take jobs because people are in need." You explain. Pantalone gives you a curious glance, expecting you to elaborate further.

"People in need? How so?" He questions.

"Well, I mean, look at everything going on. Inazuma just opened its borders, Liyue is now governed by humans, Sumeru lost the Akasha terminal and freed Lesser Lord Kusanali... The world is changing and with it, the situations of people change with it." You explain, unsure of how to really say that you just want to make a difference as you search for your sibling.

"Hm... I see, if only everyone thought that way," He started, "Baizhu and I grew up on the... Less fortunate side of the coin toss... Especially when Baizhu's Illness began to surface... Not many wanted to help us," He says as he gazes around, "And yet, even now, he still insists on working himself day in and day out for the sake of others before himself... I guess this need he has to help others from their illnesses stemmed from when mother and father..." He trails off, thinking to himself.

You could immediately tell that the conversation was getting a bit somber just by his expression.

"Hey um, listen, I don't really know you that well and I don't really want to be told anything that Baizhu himself hasn't said." You explain awkwardly. "I don't want him to think I'm trying to snoop into any personal details about his life, he's my friend and I want to respect that."

Pantalone nods, "I guess that makes sense, I guess since Baizhu has detailed so much about you to me through letters that it almost feels like we know one another personally..." He clears his throat after a moment, "As his friend of course."

You nod to yourself as you continue to search. Your eyes scan the ground and brush for any signs of the bags. Eventually, you find items and papers tossed aside, clearly having been discarded by something or someone. You follow the trail, picking up papers, ink bottles, and other equipment as you go. When you believe you've found the end of the trail you decide to draw your sword just in case, you expect to find an animal or a hilichurl... However, you're stopped dead in your tracks at what had actually ransacked the historian's bag.

Please don't repost my work anywhere else ;w; I plan to post this to AO3 once I update it entirely. I'm not sure how many parts there will be.

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Me putting on my whitesona whenever I read an x reader fanfic

[cobiplayz]

My First Post

Hi, I’m Known as Cobi on this platform.

I love Writing, or I guess Typing, stories with the reader, you, Combined with My favorite shows, Series to my favorite movies.

Things I hope to write for the Future are;

Trolls Band Together

(Romantic or Platonic)

Reader Could Be;

[Will try any tribe of troll, Child, Baby, Teenager, and Adult]

~~~~~~~~~~~🎤🎶🎤~~~~~~~~~~~

Lego Monkie Kid

(Romantic or Platonic)

Reader Could Be;

[Adult, Parent Figure, Child,]

~~~~~~~~~~~🎑🐒🎇~~~~~~~~~~

My Hero Origins

(Platonic)

Reader Could Be;

[Student, Teacher, Relative]

~~~~~~~~~~~📝📓❤️~~~~~~~~~~

My Hero Eternity

(Platonic)

Reader Could Be;

[Hero, Villain, Child, Relative]

~~~~~~~~~~💜🌑♥️~~~~~~~~~~

Origins Of Olympus (S3)

(Platonic)

Reader Could Be;

[Demigod, Child of Character, Sibling, Relative]

~~~~~~~~~~~🔱🏝️📜~~~~~~~~~

I will not do OCs

Please keep what is platonic to stay platonic.

I am Willing to do any gender of reader, though I prefer either Female or Gender Neutral. I’ll try my best to do a Male reader if you would want it.

These are Fanfics, Fanfics meaning different things that could be cannon to the original story.

I’m sorry if I upset you with what I write.

I know that Most people will wonder what the last three shows are.

My Hero Origins is a Series created by a Group of 30 YouTubers. The setting is somewhat Similar to MHA, where Quirks are a thing.

My Hero Eternity is a Series that takes place 5 Years After Origins. Where our Character Ronin, (Played by FourOhFour Entertainment), Is the now #2 hero of Monarch City, where a new evil known as Eternity could be a great danger to both Heroes and Innocents alike.

Origins Of Olympus is a series where Demigods go to a place called Camp Oasis. A place where said Demigods learn to control their magic and find their place in the World.

Feel Free to watch Both of them on YouTube, These Creators put a-lot of effort into it, and it is Amazing! I always love watching it when I am either thinking

That is All I have for now, I mights Make changes in the future if need be.

I hope you Like what I make! ♥️

(I need Ideas in order to write stuff TvT)

[babblingeccentric]

Come, come closer

No closer

You need to put an icon and a description on your blog

If it takes me going into your likes (which you should make private btw) to figure out you're a real person because you have a default icon, no header, and reblog nothing you are going to get blocked by the vast majority of the people you follow because you look like a bot

Nobody here looks at other people's likes cause they were private until a couple years ago and the most common type of bot we get here has a default icon and empty blog so people will block that automatically

And reblog all those reader inserts you're liking the authors don't get near enough credit or feedback

[darkiplierappreciationclub]

Would Dark physically tease his S/O in public? If so, how?

Oh god dark will tease you absolutely everywhere. Being in public means nothing to him.

But he will do it in ways where only you will be likley to get caught. He has a reputation after all

He'll whisper dirty things in your ear abiut what hell do to you when you both get home.

Hell definitely sneak touches and give neck kisses that last a bit to long.

God forbid you go to an ego meeting with him

This asshole will make you sit on his lap

Or on the floor next to him like a pet.

If hes in a mood he might finger you or even make you suck his figners during.

Requests for writing and art are open

[honeytae]

If thirst night is still open can I request Yoongi making reader be quiet because they’re at the dorm and she’s making too much noises because of how good he’s making her feel? 🤫

is it hot in here or,,,,

You and Yoongi were both nappers; you both loved to sleep.

So excusing yourselves from the living room at 4pm wasn’t odd or unusual. In fact, the other members just expected it at this point. One of them was always in charge of going to wake you two for dinner.

But this nap was relatively quick to get out of hand. Snuggling quickly turned into kissing, light caresses on each other’s skin quickly turned into feeling each other up, and clothes were soon scattered over the bedroom floor as Yoongi fucked into you like there was no tomorrow.

His thrusts were slow and deep, reaching places so sensitive he had your vision fading to black within moments.

“Yoongi, ah!” You exclaimed as he slammed his hips particularly hard into your own, nails leaving angry red paths down his back.

“Mmmf, fuck. You’ve gotta stop,” Yoongi breathed into your ear, the deep drawl of his voice only making you mewl louder as he took deep strokes into your canal, cock twitching inside of you at the sound.

“You can’t seem to be quiet on your own,” he paused his thrusts momentarily, “so I guess I’ll just have to help you.”

Raising your eyebrows in response, you watched as he cautiously placed his fingers on your bottom lip, eyes darkening at the sight of you immediately taking them into your mouth and hollowing your cheeks around them.

His dark eyes stared back at you as he surveyed your body energy, scanning for any signs of discomfort in your new venture.

Yoongi’s silence represented a period of time for you to stop him, tell him it was too much and you didn’t want it. After all, breath play wasn’t something you guys had ever discussed, let alone done together.

But instead of speaking up against it, you encouraged him by sinking your mouth down to his knuckles, thrusting your hips forward to grind onto him.

Growling, Yoongi drew his hips back and plunged his dick back into your wetness, making your legs shake as he grazed along the rough spot on your walls and leaned down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth to keep himself quiet.

Pleasure burned through your lower region as his fingers found your clit, drawing rough circles on it before pinching it with a light smirk at the fresh flush of arousal that coated his cock in response.

“You gonna cum, baby?” He whispered shakily into your neck, sucking a mark into the skin as you hummed around his fingers.

“Gonna cum for me before they interrupt us?” He nibbled at your ear lobe as you once again moaned around his fingers, the sound of skin slapping skin muffled by the blanket haphazardly thrown over your bodies.

With a mumbled “fuck it,” Yoongi slid his fingers out of your mouth with a pop and used them to slip over your engorged clit, pressing his lips to yours in order to swallow your moans, and yours his.

The added stimulation gave you what you needed to convulse around his shaft, the man moaning as he felt you cum around him.

“Give it to me, Yoongi.” You whined almost incoherently, brain foggy with how good your man was fucking you into the mattress, bed springs squeaking with every rough thrust into your soaked pussy.

“Fuck, gonna.” He groaned, short breaths indicating he was nearing his release, pace increasing as he chased his high.

Cheeks flushed, eyebrows scrunched up and knitted together, mouth popped open as he climaxed, you swear you’ve never seen a prettier sight.

“Holy shit,” he dropped his head to your chest, tenderly kissing your collarbone before shutting his eyes, “now I’m ready for a nap.”

[agent-cupcake]

what are your pronouns?

She/her!

[biting-you]

Hi everyone! I’m really strapped for cash right now so I am offering 500-600 word commissions for $10! They can be matchups, love letters, or just short fiction! They also don’t have to be yandere so just a heads up on that!

I will write really for anything so just shot me a message if you want somethin’! But to pique your interest I write for

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[valentine-cafe]

Neck kisses bestowed upon any of the vampires you think would have interesting reactions, turn the tables on them ( ・∇・)

. ˚◞♡ Reader that gives neck kisses to their vampire s/o's◞ ₊˚

𖹭. a selection of the vampires from out vampire au /gn reader

‧꒰ character sheet . legendarium . prompt page ꒱‧

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ XUĚLÍNG꒱ Would be most pleased at the feeling of your neck kisses. he’s used to them, yes. but you, you know how to catch him off guard. drawing sweet gasps from him, leaving him melting and slinking into your arms. lips parted and eyes fluttering.

oh the times he has ripped his nails through your skin at the feel of your warmer lips against his cold skin. it sends tingles down his spine.

pin him against the table, he begs for you to do so often. but you never do, and it drives him crazy.

vampire prince x reader, prostitute x reader

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ JÙN LÁI ꒱ it started as soft neck kisses that ever so slowly began turning more and more frenzied. he had been preparing for his next lesson and you. his secret little lover, had decided to come refresh him a bit.

he freezes for a moment, breath hitching. oh the sound of his breath hitching. a rare but ever so delightful sound. shivers running down his cold skin. your warmth is too much for his senses.

what other thing can he do but swing you over and pin you onto his desk while leaving behind heated kisses down your neck.

you’re too kind.

vampire prince x reader, professor x reader

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ TALISEN ꒱ would go crazy. leaning his neck back to give you as much access to his neck as you want. heavy panting and groaning from each and every kiss to render you flustered.

his arms wrap around you so tightly. pulling you closer to him, while a hand snakes up to the back of your head and helps guide your lips around his skin. he often fantasizes about when your plush skin will be against his next time?

it truly is something he cannot get enough of. he has replicated you multiple times, but they’re illusions of you. they’re not you. it isn’t ever the same

he needs your lips.

vampire prince x reader, poet x reader

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ RISHEN 1311 ꒱ would react with a throat gone dry. hunger rushing through him. the feel of your lips on his neck would remind him of how it feels to have someone feast on you. it’s tempting to tell you to bite down on his neck.

feel you drink from his blood. initiate in the sacred intimate ritual of sharing red crimson between lovers. how he’d love to see your mouth dripping with his essence.

but, you are no vampire. he could fix such problem quick— but then again. . . it’d ruin the fun for now.

it does not stop him from turning around to take a quick sips of you, when you have finished kissing and worshipping his skin.

vampire prince x reader, assassin x reader

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ MÙCHÉN ꒱ flattered at your gesture and with no hesitation pulls you onto his lap to sit and continue. leaning his head back while chuckles rumble through him. vibrating against your lips. with a deep breath, you feel yourself shifted and pressed up against a chair.

not so that he could take over — it seems the king enjoys feeling your lips from different positions. the way you crane your neck. lean forward, bend down. tug him to your height. he can’t get enough of it.

he wants to feel your lips from every angle and position he possibly can get you into as you kiss his neck. the most flustering one must’ve been when he urged you to get up on him from behind and kiss the back of his neck.

The first vampire x reader, Vampire king x reader

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ ARISTAIOS ꒱ barely allows you to get a kiss or two in on his neck. hungry to please you instead. he flips you over and trails his lips down your neck. licking long streaks across the delicate, warm skin.

his little human plaything, is what he calls you.

you know he means different. he simply calls you such names out of shame. a vampire, falling for a human? what scandal.

and yet he cannot let you go. not without giving you a bit of pleasure. sure he could take your devotion and worship. but, he was always more of a giver with his lovers than one who takes. . .

when they behave, that is.

vampire king x reader

[startrek-writings-for-the-soul]

Kirk x reader - Drabble

“So, there’s this waterfall…”

Warnings: Reader has a broken leg

A/N: It has literally been ages since I’ve written anything so in advance, I’m so sorry.

Enjoy :)

Wandering around the halls out of boredom was a common pass time for you as of late. Stuck in the Enterprise and not being able to do your job was the worst feeling possible. You were unable to do your duties as a security officer after being shot in the leg four times.

Proudly, you walked right up to the terrorist holding your Captain hostage knocked him out cold without him so much as hearing you. Unfortunately, before you were able to make your grand escape one of the terrorists got hold of your phaser and, well the rest is history. It was a minor setback in your mind, easily repairable by the good doctor.

It turned out the shots hit your tibia hard and nearly snapped it in half. Within a few weeks you could walk again, aided of course by a thick boot. It was nasty. Sweaty. Heavy. Everything about it, you hated. Except, that you could get out of bed now.

Jim always got upset if he saw you wandering around the halls, claiming that it would slow your healing. Bones didn’t having opposition to your little strolls however, and so you kept at it.

“(Y/N)!” You turned around after exiting your room for another walk.

“Jim, can I help you?” You asked, smiling sweetly at him.

“Yeah, go back to bed.” He stood with Hus arms crossed.

“Come on, there’s nothing about going for a walk that will endanger my progress. Bones said so! He also said it’ll be excellent for my health.” You argued.

“I know, I know. But can’t you wait for me to come back? I want to walk with you, make sure you’re alright.” You could see the concern on his face and heard the worry in his voice. It punched you in the stomach but you had to stand your ground against your boyfriend.

“I don’t want to wait that long just to walk. It’s not fair, babe.” You pleaded.

“Please, just-” Before he could continue you took a step forward and came inches away from his face.

“Fine.” And with that, you limped back into your quarters and glared at him while the door closed.

“(Y/N)…” You heard him sigh outside the door and decided to lock it.

“I’ll make it up to you. I promise.” He said before you heard the sound of his feet walking down the hall.

The next morning you awoke to find Jim packing a suitcase.

“What the hell?…” You mumbled, sitting up in confusion.

“We’re going out.” He stated with pride.

“You mean shore leave? That’s still a few months away.”

“We’re currently over a planet known for being absolutely beautiful.” He zipped up your bags and made his way over to the bed, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Is this you making it up to me?” You giggled.

“Yes, during my away mission I saw the perfect spot for us to spend the day.” He replied, attacking you in a hug.

“And where might this be?”

“So, there’s this waterfall… And I know you’ve been dying to see one.” Your face lit up immediately.

“Oh my god. When do we leave??” You asked eagerly. He laughed and picked you up off the bed, bringing you over to the table for breakfast.

“In two hours.” He said, placing a plate full of pancakes in front of you.

“I love you so much.” You said, pulling him down for a kiss.

As promised, two hours later you were at the entrance of a jungle. It was dense and difficult to walk through so Jim carried you to an opening. It was a small waterfall that spilled down into a pool of water. The sun was shining right on it and all you could think was how lucky you were. Your boyfriend put you down and lay out a towel for your bag. After changing into a bathing suit, he helped you remove the boot.

“You look worried.” You commented as he slid the boot off your leg. You let out a breath of relief as the cool wind graced your exposed leg. It was bliss.

“I don’t want you to hurt your leg is all.” He said, picking you up again to bring you into the water. It felt so nice on your skin and even better on your leg.

“I won’t hurt my leg, in fact I think this will be wonderful for my leg.” You assured him. He hesitantly let you go and you moved your legs around. It felt even better than you imagined.

You were able to swim with ease and it made a smile blossom onto your face. You swam behind the waterfall and sat on a ledge made of rock. Jim came over to you and placed his hands on your waist. You snaked your arms around his neck and pressed your forehead against his. “Thank you,” you whispered. He smiled and gave you a quick kiss.

“(Y/N)… I promise I won’t make a fuss anymore. About you walking around. It’s dumb, I know. I just don’t want anything to happen to you.” He admitted.

“I promise, I’ll be careful.” You replied, moving your thumb around in circles on his neck.

You spent the rest of the day until nightfall with him and the waterfall. When you two finally decided to leave and go to bed, he pulled you into his side and held you the entire night.

[plagued-melodies]

Apologies for not completing a few requests, one of them is particularly long and this was just meant to be a short little thing for my Beloved's birthday 🎂🎉

Rest assured the second half of the god! S/O and servamp nicknames will be completed here soon, just need a bit of time and motivation as school just started and things were hectic and busy and so on ^^

Pairings- Albedo x GN reader (established relationship)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BELOVED <3 I wish you were real

Tags - fluff, both receiving and giving pet names (love, hun, muse, nerf [affectionately]), Lots of kisses, Albedo may also be a bit out of character if not incredibly smitten with the reader, mentions of Alice. Klee appearance!

Also this may or may not be proof read I can't remember ;-;

please let me know if i messed anything up

Dawn had barely broken above the horizon when the ash blonde alchemist began to stir in his sleep, his arms absentmindedly tightening around the warmth that enveloped the other half of the bed he used to rarely sleep in. He could feel the other shift in his hold before drifting off to sleep once again.

By the time he had officially awoken up, it was roughly mid morning with you being no where to be found where he had you previously grasped. He sighed to himself in defeat, he's long since accepted the fact he needs a semblance of your presence to truly rest, neither of you minded this really. It just meant more time together and he enjoyed every second of it.

Yet, he couldn't help but feel a sense of something being... Off when awoke, you usually were usually free in the mornings and would often try to stay in bed for as long as possible when given the chance. He tried to recall back to the previous night when you asked him if there was anything special he had planned or wanted to do for today, he had noticed a look of slight surprise laced with humor in your eyes upon hearing that he didn't, much to his own confusion.

He has an excellent memory so what could it be that he missed? Your anniversary? No, that was months ago and he would never forget that. Recent achievements or exciting news between family and friends? Not that he was made aware of and your birthday wouldn't be for a while, seeing the date and-

A noise from within the kitchen sounded Albedo out of his thoughts and he resolved to just ask you what would entice such a question and early rising from you. The bed was so warm though, it gave a form of warmth he lacked within himself and he felt half tempted to just melt into the mattress.

But it paled in comparison to you, so he begrudgingly got up and made his way through the house, not missing the way his body shivers from his bare feet hitting the cold wooden floors. It didn't matter though because he bound himself around the corner he was met with a sight far warmer than any warmth your shared bedroom could offer.

There he watched you clumsily waltz through the kitchen with a very happy, and very messy, Klee decorating what seemed to be a cake using an array of different sprinkles and icing. Albedo felt his heart flutter at the sight of two of his most favorite people, the people who mean the most in his life, in such a domestic moment.

He almost cursed himself for having barely missed it for the comfort of your guys' bed.

It seems as though he vocalized this fondness in some way or another when you suddenly became very aware and somewhat startled by his sudden appearance. Meanwhile Klee had happily bounded towards him in a sugared excitement after hastily grabbing onto her latest drawing.

"Oh! 'bedo archons you scared me, I didn't even realize you were up! We outta put a bell on you in the mornings." A flustered sigh escapes you, your hair sticking in every direction as sweat from your morning activities caked your forehead.

"My apologies, I didn't mean to scare you," He stated while examining the artwork Klee did, "I was only mildly aware you were still home, I thought maybe I misjudged the time and thought I woke up later than usual." Albedo's eyes wonder around the kitchen at this, seeing what probably made the noise that originally brought him out of his head.

"Ah well, actually- as you can see," you drift your arm around the room, "You're actually up a bit too early. We haven't even finished decorating yet." A sigh dramatically, obviously putting on a show for laughs, as you lazily wave a hand to your face in faux dismay.

"Yeah! We wanted to make it a surprise, which is why Y/N woke up extra early! They even let me help! Oh and mama wanted me to give this to you, be right back!!" Klee happily bounced on the heels of her feet when saying this, clearly not seeing the confusion on her older brother's face. You chuckle at this, seemingly amused at his reaction.

"Love, I know I'm not usually the best at judging when it comes to emotions so please forgive me for asking but," he pauses for a moment trying one last time to piece it together, "What's the occasion that would merit a... 'surprise'?"

"I thought you wouldn't remember, based on what you've said before regarding today, so I took it upon myself to at least try and do something. It's not a huge blow out that Kaeya was thinking of doing for you later, just something between the three of us, and maybe Alice if she gets out of whatever important business."

You place down a bowl of white buttercream icing onto the counter and wade your way toward him, making sure to breeze each step. When you finally reach him you plant a small kiss on his cheek. "Well, I just wanted to~"

You give him yet another kiss on the opposite side of his face, "wish you~" you have both your hands on his face now, cradling it with such care.

"A very joyful-" you give another peck to his forehead,

"Very wonderful-" once more on the tip of his nose, you can see the glimmer of curiosity peaking through his azure blues. You sigh.

"Happy birthday." Finally, you lean in and the two of you melt into a softened kiss, your words don't completely register in his brain until the both of you eventually break apart to breathe.

"My... Birthday?" Realization dawns on him and mentally face palms himself, "I don't usually celebrate such a thing for myself, so I guess I must have just forgotten about it." You laugh at his reaction and lace your fingers through his long hair.

"I know I know, but that's what I'm here for hun, Its my job make sure you have a wonderful day." Your voice is soft, just enough for the two of you alone to hear.

"You don't have to do that love, it's just another day to me, simply having you and Klee here is enough for me." you shush him by placing a finger on his mouth, despite waking up not too long ago, his lips were soft to the touch and you felt compelled to lean in once more.

"Yeah I know, but you pamper and spoil us all the time so I thought maybe to do the same with you for today. And besides, think of this as the calm before the storms. I may be understanding but-" Albedo cuts you off before you can finish.

"-Kaeya isn't." A fond grimace washes over Albedo's face at the thought of his dear friend. He doesn't mind though, if he truly had a problem with it he would have said something years ago.

And still, he can't help but feel ever so grateful for all of you. For you, Klee, and Alice, for the Knights of Favonius, Kaeya, Timaeus, and Sucrose, for everyone.

Albedo gives a whimsical hum to himself as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, crystal flies emerge in his chest when he feels the vibrations of your laugh reverberate between the two of your shared space, the feeling your fingers threading through his messed up locks of hair nearly lulling Albedo into yet another slumber.

"Alright there birthday boy, no need to be half dead asleep on top of me when I still have a cake to decorate for later and breakfast to finish making." You emphasize your point by placing a chaste kiss against his cheek. The kicked puppy look he gives you almost breaks your resolve before it's quickly replaced by a mock pout in answer.

"Oh? Do I not get a kiss on the lips from my muse at the very least?" You blow air straight into his face as he scrunches his nose.

"I just gave you a kiss earlier you nerd! Now let me cook for you-" you feel his arms tighten around you and how he buries himself once more under your jawline and how he begins to pepper kisses along the sensitive part of your neck, his loose hair curling all around you and tickling all it reaches.

"-yAerGh! Albedo! Cut it out you-" you let out a broken laugh at the way he pushes you forward slightly to try and get my leverage into where he's nooked himself, "Y-you're TIckLinG me-he-hee." You're happily sobbing out laughs as he continues his assault against you, now having moved further up closer to your face. Your face is deeply flushed and Albedo is bent forward at an odd angle trying to pepper himself anywhere he can reach as you bend yourself backward to try and avoid his relentless teasing.

He only falters slightly when you both hear Klee enter the room and drop everything she's holding.

"Hey! Klee wants to play too! What are you guys doing?" She bounds over to the two of as Albedo only briefly pauses his attack.

"We're taking down Y/N through tickles of course!" His voice is light and breezy, like he didn't just ambush you seconds prior. Klee gasps.

"I can help I can help! Can I please help too?" You prayed she wasn't being serious but, just like her brother, she had a glint of mischief running through her bright red irises.

"No! That's not fair I'm completely vulnerable, I was ambushed I tell you! Ambushed!" You cries are for naught though as Albedo attempts to shift much of his weight to keep a good hold on you as Klee's small hands poke and prod while Albedo's more confined hands squeeze you where she can't reach.

At some point due to the struggle, the three of you end up on the floor with Albedo limbs straddling to keep you still enough for Klee to continue his work.

Although it only lasted a few minutes, it feels like several grueling hours for you as neither half of the pair relent, the only thing that made them stop was the manual timer you had for the set earlier while cooking, signaling that something was ready in the oven.

You're laying on the kitchen floor breathless curling in on yourself in a hangover of your giggled fit, Albedo's hold is more tender now and you could easily slip through while Klee simply sat next to you, also recovering from her laughing hysteria.

The alchemist sighs fondly at the sight of his family, at the way you look up at him with tears flushed eyes and how you pout at him for his betrayal. He simply leans down and gives you one last kiss to your lips before hauling himself up using the counter as a leveraged weight.

"I'll go ahead and get that out of the oven while you continue to do what you two were doing before..after you guys recover of course." The comment seemed targeted toward you more than anything seeing as you were the blonde siblings' unfortunate victim, but you can't truly be upset with them, your heart swelled looking back at domestic moments like these.

It felt like you both found your missing half.

The day was only bound to get crazier as a certain spark Knight's mother made herself known in the home having finished her important business and Albedo could only pray you guys' shared home is spared from the combination of mother and daughter

.

.

.

If you ever asked Albedo what he first thought of when he heard the word "Family", he would have used to first think about his master, the one who gave him life through chalk and Khemia, the one who taught him most everything he knew, who he shared his earliest memories. He was but her perfect specimen of pure alchemy.

However, if you were to ask him now, he would instead think of days like this and although he still does think of his master, he can't himself but be reminded of waking up next to you on sleepy morning, or how you and Klee dance through the streets of Mondstadt during Windblume, the ornaments of your get up dancing with your movements. He truly and absolutely loved you so much, he loved how Alice and Klee love you, he loved how Mondstadt loves you. You. You were his and if you wanted to celebrate one particular day of the year he may not find anything special, if you wanted to create such memories to last for years to come, he would love to do so with you.

[hotch-stufff]

Keep the requests coming!! I'm loving the creativity!

Blurb Weekend!!

Hey!! So I decided to do another blurb weekend. It really hit off well the first time, so I figured I would do another while I'm working on some new fics.

This time I have a new prompt list, which can be found here! Feel free to use for regular requests as well.

Requests for blurbs will be open from tonight until Sunday night, and I will accept as many as you can throw at me.

I probably won’t finish them all in the next two days, so throughout the week I will write and post the ones I cant do this weekend.

Anyways, I do have a ton of free time this weekend and I would love to get some writing in!

The rules are as follows:

Pick a prompt from my prompt list or pick a song. You can choose one or the other or you can combine a song and a prompt. You can also use as many prompts as you want. There is a lot of free space with this.

And if you don’t like either of those options, just come up with your own blurb idea and send it in!

Please specify whether you want angst or fluff, especially if you choose from the prompt list because there are two lists.

And then just choose either Hotch or Gibbs, or another character from their shows.

Then just send in your request and I will get to as many as possible!

I may not get to them all, but because they are just blurbs, I should be able to do quite a few.

So go ahead and ask away!

Send in requests: HERE!

My prompt list is: HERE!

And feel free to browse through any of my other works: HERE!

Happy reading :)

[seita]

1st person is rarely done well in my opinion and this isn’t me being snobby or anything bc I struggle to write it well too

it’s so easy to mess up and make it uncomfortable to read and it’s annoying to write as well but that might just be me

ok i'm absolutely snobby about what i read i'll be the first to admit that that's why i stay precisely 3 states away from wattpad

BUT FIRST PERSON ALWAYS FEELS JUST TOO PERSONAL IT FEELS LIKE IM READING ABOUT THE AUTHOR FUCKING THE CHARACTER AND LIKE I SHOULDNT BE PERCEIVING IT 😭 i can't explain it but it just feel WRONG

also i never write first person myself bc it feels equally wrong to be letting other people read it....it feels personal.......intimate

i keep that shit in my drafts for me myself and i

generally i just believe resder inserts are meant to be in second person and any other way feels incorrect but again....i'm a snob

[ppinksunshine]

៚ ❐ = 𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨

I will do headcanons, ficlets, texts fics, resder inserts, and ships for the fandoms I write for. I will only accept four members per headcanon, so please do not send more than four. If you send more than four I will only do the first four members.

Current right now I write for Stray Kids and NCT only. This will change later one though.

I will write almost any type of aus. I'm best when it comes to angst. Crack is a close second, but I do love writing fluff. Horror is something I've never really done before, but I am willing to try! I will not write any NSFW since it makes me very uncomfortable.

Just like it was stated before no NSFW and four members per headcannon. If you'd like to draw fanart for a fanfiction you are allowed to. Translating my fanfics are also allowed, but please notify me first, and please tell me which language. Please do not post my works on other sites. I have accounts on a lot of sites, so anything I write here will most likely be found on AO3. My username is "peachymomo" if you see my works on any other account that doesn't have that name please notify me.