#seeing gosts

[a-bensler-blog]

(Law and Order: Special Victim Unit S15E10 - “Psycho/Therapist”. Gifs: @/singinprincess on Tumblr) | Law and Order: Organized Crime S3E21 - "ShadowËrk" Gifs: @/elliot-olivia on Tumblr)

"(...) If we don't deal with our trauma, the world will." - O. Benson.

[im-a-lil-bitch-boi]

so i jus thought of smth. . .

Santa canonically exists in the DC universe right?

and often times the DC and DP(Danny Phantom) universes tend to get mushed together

and everyone whos watched DP KNOWS the Fenton parents have a HUGE fight every Christmas on whether or not Santas real right?

doesnt that mean that when these 2 universes get meshed together Jack Fenton is actually correct about Santa bein real?

ofc Santa isnt a ghost, but that means that Jack is legitimately correct that he exists and i wonder how Maddie would feel about that upon(if she ever) finds out.

would she meet Santa herself? and believe that hes jus someone dressed up? she IS a woman of science after all, it should be IMPOSSIBLE for Santa to exist? right?

[anyatomy]

oh man

not sure you managed that one sport

[yan-lorkai]

Hi hi

So, I was talking to a friend about a scenario in which Lilia is obsessed with his beloved wife and their unborn child.

Do you think you can do something like this?

(obs:eu duvido 👀)

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Well, it's done. Dad Lilia always make my heart beats a little quickly, he is such a funny dad imo. Duvida, é? 👀 Bem, espero que goste!

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Yandere content, pregnancy, afab!reader

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Lilia suffered a lot because of the war. He lost Meleanor, he lost Levan, he had to travel for years on end to search for a way to hatch Malleus's egg. But finally after so many years, he got his happy ending with you, his beloved and your child, growing inside your womb slowly. It's refreshing in a way. He is a father, he got all the experience but it's his first time being a father to a child who got his blood and genes.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ He is very helpful. He likes to fluff your pillows, to wrap your blankets around you burrito style, to help you bathe and dress, he massage your feet and shoulders, he even spoon-feed you if you let him. He gets overwhelming very quickly because he doesn't let you do anything alone or the way you want if he consider too "dangerous" - which is... Pretty much anything. He is a helicopter dad, watching your every move, reading the slightest secret hidden on your voice. He won't have you getting injured because you are stubborn, he is glued to you for nine whole months.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Lilia know that the pregnancy hormones may make you sad or angry, but he knows just how to soothe you, having already dealt with Meleanor years before, even if you two are a little different in temper. And he is very good at calming you down. He wipes your tears while professing his love for you again and again, kissing your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, everywhere his lips can touch.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ He loves staring at you. He loves watching how your body is changing, how you're glowing, he specially love your bump. He compliments and praises you a lot, he can goes on and on for hours on end.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ He has a list of names already. There's plenty of variation between names, some tend to have a more fae-ish origin while others are more common, he is sure that you will be able to find a name that suits the little one growing inside your womb. He also like to talk to the little one too, he cracks jokes and tell them stories about him and their brothers, he even sing to them when they start to kick.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ When you go into labour, Lilia is there, holding your hand, encouraging you to push, wiping the sweat from your forehead, and when you do give birth to your firstborn, he watches you hold your child and he burst crying loudly, hiccuping. It's too beautiful to take. The domesticity, the warmth feeling on his chest, he can't take it. And he loves it.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Be your child a girl or a boy, Lilia will take good care of them. He'll guide you through every step of motherhood with happiness, loving to see you holding your child carefully against your chest as you two lay on your bed. It's a sight he will never forget about, he even take a photo. He even make an album full of them. He is that obsessed.

[hoshifighting]

Oi lindeza, como você está? Espero que esteja bem :)

I'm gonna ask this in English because it just make ms sense to me, but could you write about seventeen being in love with a woman who has kinda a masculine energy ? I know, it's weird, but I keep thinking about how they would react if in a certain situations the girl takes the lead like they're supposed to do. Like arguing with a inconvenient waiter or while someone is trying to cross the line with them.

Obrigada ❤️

Seventeen in love with a woman who leads and takes charge

a/n: oii meu amor! estou bem e você? adorei o request, mto criativo!! um monte de beijooos, espero que goste!! ❤️❤️

seungcheol is used to taking care of others, having done so from a young age. when you first stepped in and took control of an unexpected situation, it completely blew his mind. he found it both surprising and incredibly attractive. despite his natural instinct to care for you as his woman, he found himself captivated when you defended him. for once, he could relax and be taken care of.

jeonghan absolutely loves when you take charge. the first time you did, he had stars in his eyes. he adores the dynamic and often sulks playfully, asking you to handle things for him, "Y/N-nie, can you please talk to them? they messed up my order again." "Y/N-nie, the guys are making fun of meee!"

joshua, the quintessential gentleman – okay, everyone knows it!! –, always aims to take care of you. however, his kindness sometimes leads to others taking advantage of him. you stepping in to assertively balance the energy, "no, Joshua. they need to respect you baby!" especially when he's too kind, makes him appreciate you even more.

jun feels shy when you take charge, but he also admires you immensely. when you argued with a rude waiter on his behalf, he was awestruck, feeling like he was watching a lioness protect her ground, feeling incredibly lucky to have you by his side.

hoshi is another one that loves when you take charge. he enjoys watching you handle situations, often making playful 'I told you so' faces to the person causing the problem. "oh really? I can't do that? let me call my Y/N-nie then."

wonwoo is gentle and often too shy to defend himself. he appreciates your protective nature, even if he doesn't always show it. you scolding him for not standing up for himself makes him realize how much you care. "I know I should have said something, but seeing you stand up for me..." he doesn't finish his sentence, but the blush on his cheeks says everything.

woozi prefers to ignore problems, but when you defend him ferociously, he's caught off guard. he might initially tell you there's no need, but inside, he finds it incredibly hot and smirks afterwards. "come on, there's no need to get into it... but thank you."

minghao despite being capable of standing up for himself, loves your protectiveness. your diplomatic skills and ability to resolve the situation calmly leave him in awe. he appreciates the way you ensure his safety, even if he tells you to let things go sometimes. "It's fine, really. but I love how you always look out for me."

mingyu the big boy, feels like he's watching his superhero when you take charge. whether it's handling his documents at a clinic or standing up for him when he's uncomfortable, he loves it. he might not let you pay for dinner, but seeing you ready to do so with your card between your fingers, makes his heart swell.

seokmin sees you as his princess and doesn’t want you to lift a finger. however, he appreciates when you take charge in certain situations. he loves balancing your capable nature with his desire to take care of you. "I know you handle everything so well, but let me do this for you, okay?"

seungkwan loves when you protect him, whether it’s putting your arm around him when someone gets too close or asking someone to lower their voice for him. he finds your assertiveness incredibly charming. "the way you handle things, it's so hot. I feel so lucky."

vernon doesn't mind if you lead or not, but he enjoys telling others about your assertiveness. he loves making comments about how you handle situations, showing his admiration. "my girlfriend’s giving me a ride." or "let me think what Y/N would do in this situation."

chan learns a lot from you about positioning himself. he finds it incredibly hot when you lead and put people in their place. he admires you silently and strives to be like you. "you’re amazing. I hope I can be as strong as you are someday." you're his model, muse, love, inspiration... oh, this boy just loves you soo much! "I always admire you in silence."

[gh0stly-mp3]

Faz um headcannons de um male!reader!Bllk player aonde o reader não é tão agressivo na maioria das partidas mas quando irritado começa a agir que nem um monstro? Pode ser um headcannon geral com os times do NEL

Nunca pensei que iria ver um Br q escreve Bllk x m!reader, principalmente aqui no Tumblr 😭😭 amei teus trabalhos, continue ;DD

Mto mto obg! Tô muito feliz q meu primeiro pedido veio de um BR ♡ - Espero q goste! Pelo q entendi vc sabe inglês, mas se quiser a versão em pt-br, só me mandar msg ou outro pedido :D

(Thank u so much! Im really happy that my first request was made by a brazillian ♡ - I hope you'll like it! From what I understand you know English, but if you want the br version, just send me a message or other request :D)

Rage burst -> NEL hcs

neo egoist league teams x bllk male!reader

synopsis: you, a calm and collected player, suddenly have an outburst and get really angry

tags: bllk characters reactions, headcanons, NEL arc, soccer rage, calm to angry reader

warnings: manga spoilers, mature language, suggestive comments, pet names (kiddo, good boy, etc)

a/n: hey! requests are open! (if you speak the language you can send the request in pt, but i"ll do it in english :D)

masterlist.

Hcs scenario

The game was intense, the ball switching sides between the two teams at an impressive speed. Your team was holding up, but it seemed to feel the pressure of the match. You were on the field, with your usual calm expression, absorbing every move.

Then, at some point, you were knocked down hard by one of your opponents. It wasn’t something too serious, but you, usually so calm, got up with a different expression, clearly angry at this dirty move.

The anger in your eyes was something new, something no one would want to face. The opponents were tense, trying to organize their defense as you regained the ball, but the speed at which you advanced was unimaginable.

Finally, with a strong and accurate shot, you sent the ball straight into the goal, beating the entire defense and stopping only in the net.

You simply looked at the field, the anger still pulsing in your chest, but with a smile subtly appearing. When you let go, there were no limits to what could happen. And this time, it was for the victory.

Bastard München

Noa was observing the pace of your run with a serious expression. "This is what we need." - He thought, clearly satisfied with the burst of energy you brought to the team after your goal.

Isagi's eyes widened; the last thing he would have considered in his plan was you getting angry. But soon, a sense of satisfaction took over his face, along with a touch of curiosity. He approached and said, - "You never told me you had that kind of strength in you, I'm impressed!"

Yukimiya quickly joined you and let out a soft laugh, placing a hand on Isagi's shoulder. "He's good even when he's angry. Now, let's see how far this rage can take him."

"Yeah, I really liked the way you acted, it was a great goal" - Hiori commented, showing no surprise, but with a slight admiration.

The rest of the players were also slightly surprised, especially Ness and Kurona. They had never seen you lose your temper like that. They knew you were a composed player, but that fierce anger was something they never imagined seeing.

At last, Kaiser and Kunigami remained silent, but Kaiser looked at the scene with a smirk. "Now, that's what I call attitude" - He thought, enjoying the aggression radiating from you.

FC Barcha

The whole team cheers as they watch your goal! Both Bachira and Lavinho break into wide smiles when they see you in action. Bachira runs to you after the goal and grabs you, celebrating. - "Yippie! I didn't know you could get that angry! That was amazing!"

Meanwhile, Otoya, noticing your aggressive movement, runs along the sideline to keep up with your play. He also celebrated when he saw you score, and soon after ran over to congratulate you.

"Caralho [fuck]! That's ma boy!" - Lavinho shouted, he was really surprised, after all, he didn’t expect this from you, always so calm and composed. It was a great surprise! The whole FC Barcha team would be very warm in celebrating your goal.

Paris X Gen

The team wasn't too surprised, except for Shidou and Charles, who were extremely excited by your sudden burst of anger! - "Wow! So that idiot can have explosions! I like that~" - Shidou exclaimed.

Karasu immediately flashed a sly grin and repositioned himself to get involved in your play, while trying to figure out what you were thinking. Loki also smiled, but this time it was more of an "I knew it" kind of smile.

Charles and Shidou were the ones who celebrated your goal the most, lifting you up and shouting nonsense like two idiots. - "Yippie! Do that again, ya?" - Charles shouted.

Manshine City

Chris was the first to comment: "That was awesome! You really got those legs working, huh? Everyone, take notes!" - examining which muscles were used and, of course, turned to the cameras of BLTV, the rest of the team was stunned.

Chigiri had tried to follow up on your attack, in vain. - "Good boy! But I'm still faster than you" - He could only congratulate your attention to the field, which didn't let your speed back down while crossing through the flock of enemy players. He was amazed.

But even more were Reo and Nagi. They chit-chatted away from you, but their wide eyes didn't hide a thing: the shock was a lot. Reo studied your movements to later repeat such beautiful agression, and Nagi thought how - or even if - he could take a pass from you.

Ubers

Your sudden disattachment to the "teamwork" ideals made Snuffy initially worried, but that wasn't all that he payed attention to. Your anger was evident. He came to you, put a hand on your shoulder and asked: - "Are you alright, kiddo?" - and then, you nodded. He seemed to get the mensage, and was happy to see your potential in action.

"Tsch...Not bad." - Barou said, with a grin. He seemed a bit jealous of such a violent goal, but also satisfied. Lorenzo, on the other hand, didn't say anything, but was clearly paying attention to the entire play. Maybe, he found an even stronger spark of strenght in you.

Aiku cheered for you, messing you hair a bit. He was surprised, as was everyone else. In a rare momento, you could see Niko's expression behind the hair. A mixture of shock, fear and excitement. If you were on the enemy team, you would have been a huge problem. But here, you could be one of the Ubers' secret surprises.

[moonydustx]

Hey, Brazilian here!!! Can you write about Law x Sick!Reader?

Oi oi! Mais um dia, mais um atraso om os pedidos. Primeiro, muito obrigada pelo seu pedido <3 Aqui e aqui temos algumas histórias sobre Law x Sick!Reader. Mas como é quase irresistível escrever sobre nosso pirata favorito, hoje eu trouxe mais uma. Espero de verdade que goste!

And here’s the translation: Hi Hi! Another day, another delay with orders. First, thank you so much for your request <3 Here and here we have some stories about Law x Sick!Reader. But since it's almost irresistible to write about our favorite pirate, today I brought one more. I really hope you like it!

Requests are back soon, don't give up on me!

one piece masterlist

The isolated

Law x Sick!Reader (F!Reader)

warnings: idiots who don't know how to show their feelings, maybe there is a wrong use of DF, certainly medical errors because I'm not very good at writing this topic.

The sun shone brightly outside the Polar Tang, matching the summer island you had stumbled upon. Beaches, parks, and even a small forest trail awaited you, and despite Bepo's grumbles, it promised to be a good time to relax.

"Are you two staying here?" you adjusted your backpack on your back and stopped beside your captain. "There's so much to do."

"I only leave here to buy ice, or ice cream." Bepo, sprawled on the deck, grumbled. Your eyes soon turned to the captain's.

"And you?"

"Maybe I'll go to the city later, need to buy some things." he said, assessing you from head to toe. "Aren't you going to the beach with them?"

"Not really. From what I saw, there's a pretty cool trail to hike, I can take the opportunity to get some new herbs."

"Hm, alright." he replied, returning to contemplating Bepo suffering in the heat.

"Any problem, Captain?"

"No, nothing serious." Lie. The invitation for you to accompany him on the small visit to the city lingered on his lips, but apparently, it would stay there. "Enjoy your trail."

"Thanks, Captain! I'll be back before the end of the day."

You disembarked from the ship without further difficulties, following the small map you had bought earlier. On the Polar Tang, Law watched from afar as you walked away. He held a certain fondness for you - one you would never suspect - making it difficult for him to approach. Despite the shared breakfasts and the plant and herb lessons you gave him, which he insisted on attending despite knowing most of the content already, he enjoyed being with you. It was a pity he didn't know there was a reciprocal feeling on your part.

On the other hand, you even expected an invitation to accompany him, but just as he didn't seem very interested in being on your trail, he also didn't seem interested in your company. The hours passed without end, and with each passing moment, you grew more and more exhausted. Even before the sun set, you were already making your way back up to the Polar Tang.

"What the hell happened to you?" Shachi was the first to ask, catching your attention as you headed towards the submarine's interior.

"What the hell what?" you looked over, seeing nothing abnormal except for the fatigue and heat in your body, likely from all the walking.

"We better call the captain." Jean Bart advised and didn't wait for a response, running further into the submarine.

You tried to see something in some reflection as you watched your colleagues avoid you as if you carried the plague within you. Your irritation with your friends was replaced by concern as soon as Law saw you. You expected a scolding, you expected some acidic comment from him, but you didn't expect the lack of words, except for the ones that made you teleport with him straight to the medical ward.

"Captain, what's happening?" you stumbled backward as he guided you not so gently to a stretcher.

"Open your mouth." he completely ignored your question, and you could tell he was more worried than usual, so you just obeyed. With a small flashlight, he checked what you believed was just your throat. "Can you breathe normally, have you felt anything?"

"I'm just a bit tired, that's all. I don't understand all this fuss." you grumbled.

Only then did Law realize that indeed, you knew nothing of what was happening or why everyone had practically become concerned. Looking for a mirror and finding it impossible to find one in the medical ward of the Polar Tang, he grabbed a small sterilized steel tray and passed it to you, indicating that you should look at yourself.

"What?" your cry echoed through the enclosed room. Your face, neck, and every piece of skin you could see were adorned with red and swollen lumps. "Law, what's happening to me?"

"At first, I thought it might be an allergic reaction. But with unobstructed airways, I rule out that possibility, given the size of these lumps, if it were an allergy you shouldn't be breathing." he touched your face, gently turning it from side to side.

"And you're speaking so calmly?"

"If I spoke more agitatedly, you'd get nervous, your body would pump your blood faster, and if it were poison it would only take a few minutes for you to drop dead here." again, that calmness in dealing with serious matters infuriated you. "It might be that," he muttered to himself.

"Poison? Am I poisoned?" you stood up and immediately stumbled, leaning against his arms. "Am I going to die?"

"Probably, maybe, and no." he helped you sit back down. "Just give me a minute, I suspect what it might be."

He disappeared from your sight, and immediately, it was as if exhaustion dominated your body. You allowed yourself to lie down and wait for a few minutes. When your eyes were already heavy - even though less than five minutes had passed - you saw him appear with a book in hand.

"Can you stand up and take off your clothes?" he asked, seeing you nod, even though it took minutes just for you to stand up.

Remaining only in underwear, Law took care not to touch your body disrespectfully. The lumps already occupied almost your entire skin, giving him some trouble finding what he needed. After turning you around a few times and bending down to see better, he unfortunately found what he suspected.

"Here!" he pointed to the side of your body and again picked up the small steel plate that served as a mirror. As soon as he showed you, you could locate two red dots. Law then stood up and took the book he had brought. "It's a type of bug common on this kind of island."

"And what does that mean?" you leaned on the cot, not bothering to put your clothes back on.

"Well, it's going to be a few difficult days, and I'll need to isolate you from the rest of the crew, but you'll be fine."

"What do you mean by difficult days?" you tried to grab his book, but he didn't allow it. The way the symptoms were written was much scarier than it should have been in reality, at least that's what he hoped.

"Some symptoms are quite annoying, but with the right treatment, in about six to seven days, you'll be cured." he explained, watching you nod slowly. "It's normal to feel a bit tired at first; you might feel a bit itchy tomorrow too."

"You said you're isolating me here, is there a risk I've contaminated someone?" contaminated you, you wanted to add, but preferred to keep the thought to yourself. "I haven't touched anyone, but you never know."

"Contamination is through fluids, so no, for now, we'll all be fine. Here, I can still use my fruit to ensure a bit more protection for myself." he closed the book and stooped down, picking up the clothes you were wearing. "I'll get rid of this, alright?"

"Can you ask Ikakku to bring something for me to wear?"

"You're isolated, for a few days, only I will be able to come here, okay?" His hand almost touched you, but retracted in the last moments. "While you're not feeling better, we'll stay here on the island, but visits to the trail will be prohibited to everyone. I'll bring your clothes in a few minutes."

Law left and left you alone for a few moments, only returning to bring your pajamas. Even though you said it didn't need to be that type of clothing, Law warned that you would still be thankful for it.

On the first day, you were completely alone as the captain made sure that no one was infected and that everyone was aware of the necessary precautions. The lumps on your face seemed even redder, and when you noticed, you were already scratching and clawing, seeking some relief from the agony crawling on your skin.

"Don't scratch, you'll regret it." Law's voice appeared, and only then did you realize that he had entered the room. "It'll hurt more afterward."

"But Captain!" you grumbled and brought your nails back to your legs, barely reaching them before he grabbed your wrist. "It's itching too much!"

"I brought this." Only then did you realize that he had come armed with things. In one hand, a small pot that from the smoke and aroma, should be food. In the other, a small bag. "Here are ointments that can help, Ikakku also set aside some more clothes and other things that you might need."

You barely waited for him to finish speaking and began rummaging through the bag, searching for the ointment. As soon as you smeared it wherever you could reach, under his attentive gaze, you didn't need to ask. It only took a single exchange of glances for him to reach out and take the ointment from you. As soon as the cold cream reached your back - and perhaps because of the gentle way his fingers slid - you swore you could melt.

"I think it's good." He returned the tube and lowered your blouse carefully. "I brought soup for you."

"I'm not hungry."

"But I need you to eat, please." His eyes seemed to plead on their own, making it almost impossible for you to refuse.

Law stayed longer than the day before, watching you eat and updating you on what had happened outside. From Shachi and Penguin almost getting beaten up by two women on the beach, to Bepo swimming with buoys and several other amenities. Although he stayed longer than the day before, it didn't take long for Law to leave you alone again.

The next morning, you understood what Law meant about regretting scratching. The vivid memory of your nails scratching your body was replaced by an unbearable burning sensation, which left you almost immobile. Except that it also itched, making you seek friction, however minimal. That morning, you were taken out of bed by Law's appearance. A tray was in his hand, and as soon as he placed it on the table, he transported two more bags in.

"How are you feeling today?" he stopped by your side, looking at your still-laying face. "Burning, isn't it?"

"Like hell!" you grumbled, and saw him laugh, as if to say he had warned you. "Can you fix this?"

"At best, alleviate it." he warned, and saw you nodding against the sheets. "But first, breakfast." His tattooed hand stretched out, and you used it as support to sit up.

Grabbing the bread and juice glass, you pushed the fruits in his direction.

"Eat too." he just waved his hand, and you insisted. "Please, Captain. It'll make me feel less strange."

"Okay, just a little." He grabbed one of the grapes and ate.

As soon as you finished, Law used the power of the Ope Ope no Mi to get you to a shower, and apparently, he had already left that isolation for you. He leaned against the outside and left you alone, washing your body. Even against his will, Law could hear your grumbles and sniffs, he knew that the contact of the water against the skin would be torture at that moment, but it was the best solution he could think of. How he wished he could take that pain away from you.

In the afternoon of that same day, you didn't expect to see him again, until once again he appeared in the room, armed with things that barely crossed your mind of what they could be.

"I-I…" he started, feeling a little insecure. He felt that perhaps, just maybe, he might be crossing the line between doctor and patient. "I believe you might be feeling lonely."

"You have no idea." you weakly laughed, accepting the package he offered. Some books, crosswords, and candies were piled in the package. "That's very kind of you captain, thank you."

"I brought more of these too." He piled some books next to you, with a glance you realized they were comics. "They help me pass the time, I think they might help you too."

"This is that story... Sora, right?" you flipped through some, excitedly. "I've always heard about it and even tried to read it, but I confess I didn't understand much."

"What didn't you understand?" he sounded almost offended, sneaking a peek at what you were talking about.

The idea was for him to just leave things there and leave you alone, but it seemed almost impossible that afternoon. Law got lost in the hours, what was supposed to be a simple explanation ended with him reading some issues aloud to you. He only realized this when he heard your stomach growl, knowing it was already dinner time.

In the following two days, you alternated between scratching, trying to avoid scratching, getting scolded by Law, and him losing hours again, talking to you. It had reached the point where Law and you were counting the hours to know when you would see each other's faces. You because you loved the company of your captain and how soothing his voice sounded when he read, or how he got excited gossiping about the "outside world," and Law felt he needed to see you up close, to ensure that you were and would be fine.

The last bout of symptoms was what worried Law, and it was when he entered the room and found you lying on the floor in a fetal position that he knew it had finally arrived. Although it meant that the illness was leaving your body, he knew it would be the most painful part.

"Law." your tearful voice called him as soon as he picked you up to put you back in bed. "My body hurts so much."

"I know, I know." he tried to calm you down and saw you curl up even more. "I promise, just one more day, and you'll be okay."

"I don't know if I can handle a whole day with so much pain." you sobbed and hugged yourself. "It hurts to breathe, it hurts to move, and-I-I don't know what to do."

He sighed, trying to think of how he could take that away from you. It was just one more day of symptoms, but it hurt him to hear from your mouth that you couldn't handle it. Just one more day, one more day, and you would be well again.

"Do you remember when the pain started?" he stepped away to start preparing a serum with medications for you.

"About two hours ago." you whispered, pulling the blankets against you and trying to press against your own body, the contact of your skin seemed like a relief.

"Okay, we have a few more hours ahead." he gently pulled your arm, and with the dexterity that only he could have, hit your vein on the first try, plugging the medication. "Maybe this will help a little with the symptoms."

Law stepped back again to get the book he had found the information about the insect that had bitten you. Most of it was that the symptoms were difficult, but they overcame themselves, and although it seemed like you were going to die, the probability was minimal. Pain and complications, pain and complications. Law finally found the topic he needed. When the disease was leaving the body, the heat provided by fire, blankets, humans could help, as well as pressure on the painful area.

"I have an idea." he murmured and began to take off his shoes.

While you were lying down, barely having strength to open your eyes, you saw him take off the shoes he was wearing and take off the hat he had on. The first thing he did was cover your head with the hat, making sure to keep as much of the top of your face covered and warm. Soon, he climbed onto the bed with you, his legs intertwined with yours, and his hands began to press against your body, promoting such relief that it drew a sigh from your lips and allowed you to stretch.

"Sorry." he apologized, his hands now pressing against your back intensely. "It's the best I could think of quickly."

"It's perfect." with some difficulty, you turned to him. "Thank you for taking care of me, Captain."

"This is my duty, isn't it?"

"Well, not when I'm a mess here, in pain, and crying." you tried to laugh, but a memory of a conversation you had some time ago struck you. "Enough, Law, you need to step back."

"And why would I do that?"

"Why do you think? Contact equals contamination, don't you remember?" you grumbled. Even though the massage he provided was the relief you needed, the last thing you wanted was to infect him.

"You're no longer so contagious. You're on the last day of the illness, full of symptom medications, and I'm protected, there's no possibility of you infecting me." he explained and felt your hand against his chest, trying to push him away. "Don't you believe me?"

"I'm a mess here, of course I'll infect you."

Instead of answering you, Law just stole a quick kiss from your lips, in an impulse of courage to show a little of what he felt and in the desperation to stop you from continuing to push him and, consequently, pushing himself out of the bed.

"I wouldn't do this if you were contagious, you know that." he simply said and pulled you closer, allowing your face and body to almost merge against his skin. "Now let me take care of you."

The last day of the illness passed faster than you expected, mainly because much of it you spent sleeping in the arms of your captain, who didn't stop for a second trying to ward off the pain from you.

The next day, you were finally free to walk around the submarine, take a shower freely, choose your own clothes, free from the small medical ward you spent those days in. As soon as you finished putting on your uniform, two knocks on the door caught your attention.

"Can we talk?" Law inquired, not waiting for the answer to enter the room. "About yesterday…"

"There's nothing I would change about that." you interrupted him, and you swore you could see a certain blush on his face. "Except the pain, I thought I was going to die."

"I would never let that happen."

"Captain?" you approached, stopping a short distance from him.

"Law, please." he corrected you. He liked to hear his title leave your lips, but hearing his name was a much more savory experience.

"Law, aside from all the pain and stress, it was good to spend these days alone with you." you confessed, seeing him nod. "Although I'm also ridiculous with those lumps that have now turned into scars, I really should have listened to you."

"Don't say that, even if you wanted to, you wouldn't be that." he refused to name you in such a rude way. "And I also enjoyed our time together."

"What does that mean?"

"It means I want to do it right." he cleared his throat, adjusting his posture and asking the question that could avoid all the stress of you having gone to do the damn trail. "Will you accept to visit the city with me?"

[phantomposting]

Back at it again with the half asleep prompts and boy howdy is this a prompt. Well kinda? It's more a rant of what I'm desperate to see more of in DP x DC fics with some ideas of how to utilize it within.

So we all know the episode where freakshow hypnotized Danny with the red rock. I desperately want this rock used more in DP x DC fics and would do absolutely anything to see it happen. I know the first one freakshow used was destroyed but tbh if it's a mineral there's definitely bound to be more of it.

So many incidences with so many villains could happen from this there's absolutely any possibility just take your pick!

There could be a Danny and Damian are twins au where Ra's finds out the heir he thought was dead was actually alive and has powers now! Even better yet all he needs to ensure complete and utterly obedience is one little red rock. This could lead to the bats having to solve a string of murders where someone literally just grips peoples hearts or something. Something that is subtle and doesn't show up very easily that's a complete anomaly. Then upon finding out it's the missing twin and mind control they have to break him free and help him recover not just physically but mentally!

Maybe there's an au where Danny is related to someone in the batfam or dating someone in the batfam. Joker finds out and finds out the kid can easily be controlled by a little red rock. He of course uses the hell out of this to fuck with the bats even going as far to torture this kid. This could really happen with any villain. It could also be a matter of Danny bing the newest bird in the family and a villain finding a way to control a bird and use them however they want to!

This could work with interactions with other heroes too! Imagine Lex Luthor finds out about this pretty incompetent preteen with such powers he could probably take down superman if he were competent with said powers and he finds out all it takes to control said preteen is a little red rock. Of course he would abuse that and force this kid to try and deal with superman.

Imagine Constantine being the only one to realize this random ghost kid is being controlled. The JL is after him for who knows what crimes and this guy has to explain no not all gosts are evil like the leading scientists suggest and that this one specifically is pretty harmless to humans normally but some asshole with a red rock decided it would be funny to force him to do bad stuff.

Imagine his protection core getting damaged from being forced to do bad and he literally almost fades from it and whomever saves him is absolutely pissed.

Genuinely there are so so many possibilities for any flavor of au you want! I am the number 1 fan and advocate of using this silly stone in fics I'm begging yall please abuse this little red rock bring ur spin on it to the world I desperately want more fics that utilize this!

[satans-codpiece]

messiest sketch in the west

incineramattra…

do you see my vision

[ilovespec]

"ruby eyes in the dark."

Yandere!fem! killer × fem!civilian! Reader

Character description

TW: a light description of gore, height difference, serial story, murder, description of murder , assault , stabbing knife (reader receives), everything takes place in a criminal Russian city of the 90s .

Russia, 1990. June 20th. 15:00.

You're sitting at home, and there's a news report on TV in the background...It seems like a few more people were shot this week... hmm, that's weird..This is the 3rd time this month. In general, more than 20 people have already been shot dead.. And a curfew was announced. This was still not enough. Now you'll have to stop your nighttime walks in the park... And it's still hot outside. It was +21° in the afternoon . And you made the right decision - to go buy yourself ice cream and kvass! You put on your sneakers, cap, and went out in what you were wearing-a regular sleeveless T-shirt and black athletic shorts. And of course, not forgetting about the money, you headed towards the store. And since it was already evening, the daytime heat dropped. You went into the store, and after greeting a familiar saleswoman, you bought yourself a simple ice cream from GOST and 0.5 kvass. That's how yours started little walk, drinking kvass and eating cool ice cream. Everything you need in this heat. You finished your ice cream and sat down on a bench, finishing your kvass. But you've been approached by highly anticipated, but at the same time unpleasant, gopnik personalities. There were about 5 of them. And they are not a surprise in your city, perhaps their "relatives" committed those recent murders..

"Hey, dear, do you have a mobile phone? I need to call my mother HAHAHA."

Said one, and then laughed with his group of friends. But after being refused, he abruptly became serious and reached into his pocket. And then, he fished out a knife.. Damn, things are bad. You quickly got up and ran away, but a quick stab in the back caused you to fall with a loud expletive. And just as you were about to get up, you heard a gunshot, screams and screams of other gopnik and saw the body... The body of the bastard who stabbed you in the back...Someone shot him in the head, and part of his brain got on you. His friends started running away in a panic, but they suffered the same fate... Those screams.. The moans of pain and the smell of metal prompted you faint.

You woke up to someone shaking your shoulders. You opened your eyes, and she was a tall and very masculine woman. Short black hair , tanned skin , strong sinewy arms , countless scars and a red eye . Yes, not the eyes, eye. Because the other one is covered with an bandage like a pirate's. And she smells ... Expensive alcohol, sea, and metal... It 's strange , but it 's so attractive ..

When you got up and more or less came to your senses, you saw an ambulance and a couple of police cars. This woman helped you get up and sat next to you on a bench. And when you felt your back, you felt the bandage. I think you've already received first aid. And soon a policeman came up to you.

"Comrades girls , may I ask what the fuck happened here??"

And then you answered.

"I.. I don't know. I was attacked by some gopniks gang, one of them, as you can see, stabbed me in the back, but someone shot them.. I didn't really see anything myself...."

The policeman grunts with displeasure. And then he speaks again . But this time he's talking to the woman next to you. By the way , she looked about 40 years old . but she looked amazing... Stop stop stop. What are you talking about...?? She's old enough to be your mother. But we digress.

"And you, did you see something?"

" I only came up when this girl was unconscious, and these boys were already dead. Unfortunately, I can't help you. "

And your "interrogation" continued for a long time, and finally you were released. But this woman, as it turned out, her name is Gaetana Gati, an Italian and a former medic, volunteered to escort you.

" Just a second, I need to buy something at the store, can you please wait? "

You just nod and sit down on the bench. Hopefully, the same situation that happened recently won't happen again. And soon she returns , handing you a bar of chocolate , a bag of oranges , and a pack of imported coffee ... And it all looked so expensive...

" Here you go. I can only guess what an emotional shock this is for you. You . You're a young girl with her whole life ahead of her. Take it, don't be modest.. "

No matter how much you denied it, but Gaetana, having escorted you to your apartment, still gave you these "gifts" and wished you a good day and left. It was already 19:00, and the curfew was about to start , and you decided to go to bed. After all, so much has happened today that words cannot describe in a week. And Gaetana is, you're kind of attracted to her... And it scares you. And with such thoughts, you went to bed and fell asleep almost immediately .

Ololol , I hope you enjoyed it, babes, see you all in the next post, bros !!!

[akanemnon]

I have a prediction for the comic....

I think that the only reason only frisk and Kris can see Chara as a Gost is because they both have a red soul, dertomination

(also, I am happy that the players or soul beings have been way nicer than normal and don't control EVERY action of them)

If Chara's "red soul theory" is true is something that's gonna be tackled later on.

Also, I dunno if you can call them being nicer. The connection is just dead.

[3liza]

hey did you see this report that some of 3M's respiratory protection products contain PFAS? I thought you might be interested in this cause from your selfies you seem to be wearing p100 filters which contain PFAS.

https://multimedia.3m.com/mws/media/2303483O/personal-safety-products-firefighting-notice.pdf

this sucks but I'm not sure if the PFAS are an integral part of the filter or not (NCBM filters or rather whatever the ones that came before [GOST?] the ones we have now have asbestos in them so the same thing may be going on). I'll try to read up later and figure out what's going on, thank you v much

[anyatomy]

icant believe ive actually read TWO WHOLE BOOKS in the past month. OF MY OWN VOLITION !!!!!! AHHHH

[sexydoffyman]

Hello, your work is the only thing I will read from now on, just great!

I wanted to request a male reader with köing and ghost, where reader who is much shorter than these two, maybe about 5'2. the plot could be reader sitting on köing's lap or ghost lap something like that?

PRACTICE

genre: fluff, aciton

Characters: Simon Riley, König

a/n: chose to go a different direction

You were a private sent to work in a taskforce. You expected a lotta work to be put on your shoulders, but that wasn’t the case. The biggest task you were ordered to do was cleaning the dishes after another taskforce spent some time at the base you were staying at.

Your days consisted of waking up to Soap telling you if ya want to join his morning jog, doing some paperwork, eating, and working out. Everyone who was at the base was of much higher rank than you were. Ranks come with experience so wrestling became a thing the others started enjoying. Who wouldn’t enjoy it if they had a guaranteed victory?

Being thrown around was the norm for you. Still, you never gave up and tried your best to put the larger men to the ground.

You welcomed a new asset to the team happily, hoping that you’d be met with a new private. Instead, you found out you were stuck with another high-ranking soldier. Colonel König.

One day you were training all on your own, punching the punching bag. You felt as if someone was watching you. You kept looking around but found nothing. You looked to your left and as you did, you felt a hand touch your shoulder. You turned around in an instant at the person behind you.

“Bang, you're dead.” It was ghost. And König. Yeah, the new guy. You almost forgot about him.

“Good with sensing something was off tho.” König grinned with his Austrian accent. You smiled awkwardly. Ghost reached up for you and pulled you back to your feet by your shoulder. Right after he threw a right hook your way. Knocking you to the ground again.

You understood what was about to happen. König pulled you up this time and jumped behind you. From that point, it was them against you. With no way of escape, you fought. You were hit in the face countless times. You did manage to land a couple of good hits yourself.

König was just watching the fight go down. Gost was getting tired and you took the opportunity by the neck. You went with a kick since it’d be way easier to reach him. That was a crucial mistake.

With the last bit of his strength, he grabbed your flying leg and put you to the ground.

Once he got up he chuckled “Not bad for that half-assed kick.” König patted your head while leaning down to ya. “Same time tomorrow?” You couldn’t see his face, but you could tell he had a huge grin on his face.

[xexyromero]

seeing you tonight, it's a bad ideia, right? enzo vogrincic x fem!reader.

fem!reader, enzo vogrincic x reader, smut!

cw: +18!!!! briga, discussão, hate-sex, dirty talking, man-handling. palavrão!!!

sinopse: "Enzo e a sn são amigos com benefícios escondido do elenco. Em uma das resenhas com o pessoal, ela descobre que o Santi sabe falar português e fica super empolgada, por ter com quem falar em pt, já que tá longe da família e amgs do br. Eles acabam ficando ainda mais amiguinhos e passando mais tempo juntos. Enzo começa a ficar incomodado com a aproximação dos dois, se sentindo excluído por ver vcs conversarem muito em pt e com piadinhas internas. Alguém do elenco percebe que o Enzo gosta da Sn e tá com crise de ciúmes. Ela de alguma forma descobre sobre o Enzo e entende pq ele tá sendo babaca com ela nos últimos dias. Ela fica irritada com isso ja que a ideia do friends with benefits veio dele, eles brigam feio mas depois se acertam na cama, com ele pedindo pra ela falar baixaria em pt pra ele. O desenrolar desse lance deles e o final, deixo com vc."

wn: um request anonimo! espero que você goste. obrigada <3

"eu não estou dando para o santi, enzo! pelo amor de deus!" vociferou, jogando um travesseiro bem na cara do uruguaio. sua vontade era dar-lhe um murro bem certeiro pela forma ridícula que ele falara consigo, te acusando de ser uma puta. mas se conteve. daria muito trabalho para o time de maquiagem.

enzo segurou o travesseiro a tempo, depositando-o de volta na cama. cada um de vocês estava em uma ponta, se encarando, os dois com uma raiva totalmente incomum para o relacionamento que vinham construindo. eram amigos, sim. transavam, sim. mas para além disso, se divertiam muito juntos. aquele quarto era palco de risos e gemidos.

te magoava um pouco que provavelmente acabariam daquela forma. mas o idiota estava sendo ele - descumprindo uma regra que ele mesmo havia imposto.

"não está? então porque andam sempre juntinhos agora, hm?" enzo parecia um homem louco. o cabelo estava bagunçado, a roupa também. o olhar que trazia era duro e levemente decepcionado. como se fosse culpa sua. típico. você não aguentou. explodiu de uma vez, colocando a bolsa no ombro e rumando para a porta. "está indo para onde?"

"sentar no pau do santiago, fazer uma sex-tape e te enviar. eu não estava dando não, mas agora eu vou dar pra qualquer um que queira me comer!" infantil e sabia bem, mas estava de saco cheio. não só pela acusação, mas pela situação como um todo. estava apaixonada por enzo e não aguentava mais fingir que aquela amizade era positiva para si.

"que madura!" ele riu, com escárnio. mas não te seguiu. permaneceu parado do lado da cama, vendo você se movimentar.

aquele comentário te fez virar o corpo. caminhou até ele, apontando o dedo para aquele rosto que tanto te fez sorrir. que te disse coisas lindas, que compartilhou contigo momentos incríveis dentro e fora daquele quarto.

"quer falar de maturidade, enzo?" as lágrimas finalmente caíram de seus olhos. "maturidade é admitir que você está se mordendo de ciúme. que me quer pra além desse combinado ridículo que você propôs." falava baixo, a voz quase um sussurro saindo da sua boca.

"eu propus, mas você concordou! não se faça de louca." a voz dele permaneceu no mesmo tom que a sua, grave e perigosa.

antes que tivesse tempo de responder ou até mesmo reagir, enzo encurtou a distância entre vocês e tomou seus lábios em um beijo.

não foi um beijo romântico ou gentil - era cheio de dentes, de mordidas no lábio inferior. as línguas travavam quase que uma batalha árdua pela dominância. você segurava os cabelos dele pela nuca, puxando com agressividade. ele apertava seus braços com toda força que você agradeceu por estar frio e ter que usar mangas longas diariamente.

"quer um amiguinho pra falar português, é?" com a frase, ele te virou e jogou seu corpo com tudo na cama. apesar do tecido macio te esperar, a brutalidade com que foi jogada arrancou um gemido sutil dos seus lábios. "fala português comigo então, sua puta." você permaneceu em silêncio, vendo quase passiva ele retirar sua calça e sua blusa.

"eu mandei falar." ele ordenou, quase, te segurando pelos braços novamente e chacoalhando seu corpo. aproveitou para te arrancar o sutiã e a calcinha, te deixando exposta e nua nos lençóis.

"você não manda em porra nenhuma, enzo." reagiu, finalmente, respondendo em português enquanto empurrava com tapas as mãos do uruguaio. ergueu-se da cama, tirando a blusa dele com raiva, quase rasgando o tecido fino no meio do caminho.

no que ele ia te responder, beijou-o com violência, mordendo os lábios com força a fim de machucar mesmo. as mãos foram ávidas para a calça alheia, abrindo o zíper e abaixando com cueca e tudo, as unhas arranhando a coxa masculina.

ele chutou o tecido que se acumulava entre os pés para qualquer lugar, jogando o corpo para cima do seu. foi direto para seus seios fartos, mordendo os mamilos com crueldade só para te ver contrair embaixo dele. "então fala. fala pra mim, putinha. deixa eu te ouvir."

"vou falar pra te xingar, filho da puta. me come tão bem, me fode tão gostoso, e fica com essas crises patéticas de ciúme." sua voz saiu entrecortada por gemidos, grave e rouca.

enquanto ele permanecia lambendo e mordendo seus seios com verocidade, a mão direita deslizou por seu corpo e encontrou sua entrada quentinha e molhada. ele deslizou o dedo indicador pelos seus lábios, te masturbando de levinho.

"não acredito que agora você está sendo gentil. arregaça a porra dessa buceta, enzo." você vociferou, tomando o pênis duro dele nas mãos e encaixando na sua buceta com pouquíssimo cuidado. a cabeça inchada encostou de levinho, arrancando gemidos dos dois.

"que boquinha suja." enzo riu, retirando o dedo longo do seu clítoris apenas o suficiente para que ele entrasse com tudo, gemendo alto quando sentiu seu interior contrair ao redor do pau duro.

começou a meter com força, com crueldade mesmo. voltou o dedo para fazer pressão no seu clitóris inchadinho, sem mexer. você estava a beira da loucura - as estocadas eram intensas e sua buceta ardia, mas o prazer e a tesão eram tantos que não te incomodava.

"isso. me fode. enche minha buceta de porra pra que o próximo que tente entrar saiba que eu tenho dono." não sabia mais direito o que falava, apenas soltando todos os pensamentos que passavam por sua cabeça.

ele gemia, a cabeça angulada com sua boca para que pudesse te ouvir também.

gozaram juntos, ele com um grunhido alto, você com um gemido desesperado. ele tombou em cima do seu corpo, relaxando quase que imediatamente. você não conseguiu se conter e acariciou as costas de enzo com as pontas dos dedos.

"vai parar de ser babaca agora?"

"vou. desculpe."

[lovepeaceandtarot]

Pick a card - What will help you recognize your future spouse when you find him?

(Escolha uma carta - O que vai te ajudar a reconhecer o seu futuro esposo quando você encontrar ele?.)

If you want a reading on your energy, just schedule a paid reading with me in DM!

(Se quiser uma leitura na sua energia, basta agendar uma leitura paga comigo na DM!)

If that found you, it was for a reason. Take what resonates and leave what doesn’t resonate.

(Se isso encontrou você, é por uma razão. Pegue o que ressoar e deixe o que não ressoa.)

Card 1 - You may recognize your future spouse near a flowerbed of red roses and maybe you see him waving and walking confidently. It may be that he is your neighbor or your new neighbor likes to take care of the garden and will probably have roses in his flowerbed. It may be that he wears a T-shirt with a printed rose or has a keychain with a rose in his pocket or has a cell phone case that contains rose or he is near a painting with roses or is near a sign with roses or has a wallpaper with roses on his cell phone or on his computer.

(Carta 1: Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo perto de um canteiro de rosas vermelhas e talvez você o veja acenando e caminhando de forma confiante. Pode ser que ele seja seu vizinho ou seja o seu novo vizinho goste de cuidar do jardim e provavelmente terá rosas no canteiro dele. Pode ser que ele use camiseta com uma rosa estampada ou tenha um chaveiro com rosa no bolso ou tenha uma capa de celular onde contenha rosa ou ele esteja perto de um quadro com rosas ou esteja perto de uma placa com rosas ou tenha um papel de parede com rosas em seu celular ou no seu computador.)

Card 2 - You may recognize your future spouse near a swan in a park lake. You may recognize your future spouse, when he is wearing a dark green outfit, a long-sleeved coat. Maybe you will recognize your future husband the moment he is holding a vegetable like broccoli. Maybe you recognize your future spouse when he is near vegetables or rather near a bunch of broccoli. You may recognize your future spouse when you see him wearing a green long-sleeved blouse.

(Carta 2 - Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo perto de um cisne em um lago de um parque. Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo, no momento em que ele estiver usando uma roupa verde escuro, um casaco de mangas compridas. Talvez você reconheça o seu futuro esposo no momento em que ele estiver segurando uma verduras como brocolis. Talvez você reconheça o seu futuro esposo no momento em que ele estiver perto de verduras ou melhor perto de um monte de brocolis. Talvez você reconheça o seu futuro esposo ao ver ele usando uma blusa de mangas compridas da cor verde.)

Card 3: You may recognize your future spouse when he is wearing blue winter clothes. You may recognize your future spouse wearing pink shoes. It may be that you recognize your future husband dancing at a party and maybe tap dancing has some meaning here. You may recognize your future spouse at night over the moonlight. It may be that you recognize your future husband by giving you a blue dress. It may be that you recognize your future husband by giving you a pair of pink shoes. You may recognize your future spouse near a cross, that is, in a church. You may recognize your future spouse when he sends you a moon photo. You may recognize your future spouse near a sign with a moon. You may recognize your future spouse near a moon painting. You may recognize that your future spouse has a blue scarf around his neck. You may recognize your future spouse giving you a blue scarf.

(Carta 3: Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo quando ele estiver usando roupa de inverno da cor azul. Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo usando sapatos da cor rosa. Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo dançando em alguma festa e talvez sapateado tenha algum significado aqui. Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo a noite sobre a luz da lua. Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo te dando um vestido azul. Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo te dando um par de sapatos cor de rosas. Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo perto de uma cruz ou seja em uma igreja. Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo quando ele te mandar foto de lua. Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo perto de uma placa com uma lua. Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo perto de uma pintura de lua. Pode ser que voce reconheça o seu futuro esposo tenha um lenço azul em volta do pescoço. Pode ser que você reconheça o seu futuro esposo te dando um lenço azul.)

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