#sooo protest tomorrow?

[nanamiscocksleeve]

heyy ray! first things first, i LOVE your writing. that's all i have to say like i literally go nuts every time

sooo this is not a kinktober request and i know you probably have TOO many things to write lol butttt if it's in your taste i'd really like to see your take on the lads man reacting to their lady not wanting to have sex because she hasn't shaved while being away on a mission or something and is feeling insecure about that ig???

and! if i can ask to be the little moon emoji🌙 then i'd like to, please! as always thanks for all the stories you're aMAZING

Hi there! Yes you can be moon anon. Thank you for the kind words! It makes me happy that people are enjoying my work.

Soooo it's actually such a coincidence that you mentioned the body hair thing because I have a story wip for Zayne involving that particular area and hair 😆😆😆 Keep an eye for it btw!

As for the general reaction of the men, I genuinely think all of them are mature enough to handle a little hair and they're not bothered by it. This is how I think this would go.

Sylus: He'll look at reader quite suspiciously. He knows she's not on her period and after trying to get an answer from her, he'll stop when she tells him to quit asking. For a little while anyway. They have a shared home delivery app and when reader makes a purchase later that night he sees all the hair removal products and instantly makes the connection. He'll seek her out, tell her he doesn't care and that his kitten can't be a kitten if there's no hair on her pussy 🤭. When reader protests, he'll pull her close and tell her he missed her and if it really bothers her, she can get a bikini wax tomorrow. He'll even pay for it, but he's needy for her NOW and nothing in his view can change how beautiful she is, hair or no hair.

Xavier: Will assume she's on her period and brings over stuff for her like tea, chocolate, and some selfcare stuff like scented candles and face masks. Reader will be amused at Xavier's assumption and after a few shy moments, she'll tell him in a very vague way that she feels unkempt and that's why she doesn't want to have sex. Xavier thinks unkempt = hasn't bathed and asks if maybe she wants to take a quick shower together. At this point reader shakes her head and admits that she hasn't had time to self-groom down there because of her mission. Things finally click in Xavier's head and he'll ask if he can look and if he doesn't think it looks unkempt then they have should have sex. Of course Xavier gets pussy drunk the minute he sees it and they end up having sex.

Rafayel: This man will straight up pout if you tell him you don't want to have sex. And he'll try to guilt you as well. He'll say you must not love him anymore or that you're hiding a secret from him. Then finally in exasperation, reader will ask him if he wants to fuck a shag carpet because that's what it looks like down there. And of course Rafayel, with his sarcasm and playfullness will say something like "A shag rug for a pussy? I've never heard of such a thing I have to see it now!" And you'll have to show him before he throws another fishy tantrum. When he looks at it he'll sigh dramatically and say "It's not even close to a shag carpet, you exaggerate everything. Now that it's out in the open, let's just have sex."

Zayne: Without giving too much away from my fic...Zayne doesn't care. He's a doctor. He's seen his fair share of hair on body parts and isn't fazed. Also, the vibe I get from them seems to be more of a long-term couple and they've seen each other through their ups and downs so reader will straight up tell him she feels self-conscious about having sex because she hasn't shaved. Zayne will say he respects her decision but removing the hair can cause ingrowns and itching and he doesn't want her to do it incorrectly in order to have sex as soon as possible. He convinces her that they should have sex at least once before she removes it because there's no telling how she might feel after the exhaustion of removing all the hair. You can remove it on your own time but right now he wants you and let's face it, you've popped pimples off his back and he's seen you trimming your toenails, are you really going to let a little hair stop you from riding this man? 🤭🤭🤭

[eloquentlytired]

— when the time comes, part two

pairing: logan howlett x gn! reader

part one is here

drabble,fluff, wade is briefly here <3 and blind al (slay)

summary: perhaps logan’s wish to find you in a different timeline comes true. and this time he doesn't only find you, but wade as well.

author’s note: I was wondering if I should add laura somehow to this scene but I think it came out perfect like this! what if I make a part three for the dinner/table scene where they're all together with wade though enjoy babies !!! this low-key made me cryyy... as always reblogs & likes & conversations are sooo welcome ^_^

“this is logan.”

you turn around as wade’s voice echoes within the small apartment. you'd been roommates for a while since you both were struggling with rent and this sort of arrangement had been quite beneficial. your friendship with wade had flourished in no time and you had somehow managed to become less anxious with his help, always having silly laughs and finding nice things even in the toughest situations.

you begin moving away from the kitchen area as you hear a dialogue going on — wade, al and a voice that didn't remind you of anything.

“finally, sweet cheeks. thought i’d have to start a new pissing ritual for you to show up!” wade chimes while placing a hand on his hip and looking straight at you. Whatever follows after, it never reaches your ears.

you stand there frozen, spatula falling from your hands, as your gaze stares at the man behind wade. you don’t know him but at the same time you do. that messy hair, that beard and those eyes. whoever that man was, he must have felt what you were feeling as he also stills by wade’s side. the silence that follows is long and awkward for the others but not for you and this man; at least that's what wade points out and ruins the moment. “right. if you're done eye fucking each other — and by the way sweet cheeks I thought we had something special — but yes if you're done..” wade walks towards you and gently pushes the goofiest dog ever in your hands. what the fuck?

“—I have a bath to run. gotta get those pores unclogged before my big party.” you tried to protest but wade was already gone and al was leaving as well, muttering something about holy sugar time.

the pair of eyes across you never leave yours. you stare back at the strange man named logan; at least that's what you'd heard wade call him. “I...nice to meet you.” you finally whisper while slowly setting the dog down, your hand instinctively reaching towards logan. the taller man leans forward as well and holds your hand, shaking it in the process. “i’m logan. thanks for having me.” he murmurs and for a man his size, you didn't anticipate such simplicity and gentleness in his voice. your eyes fill with unshed tears and for an unknown reason logan reaches out to wipe them away before they stain your cheeks. you shudder at the strange familiarity of those warm digits upon your skin. logan swallows thickly. “do I know you?” he asks and you look at him with wide, sparkly eyes. you were the prettiest thing he'd ever seen. “it feels like it, doesn't it?” was the only reply you could offer him as he nods.

a moment passes. then two. logan drops his hand from your face, realizing the boundaries he's crossing. not that you really minded his touch. you quickly compose yourself and wipe the remaining wetness from your face before shifting your gaze in between logan and the kitchen.

“are- are you hungry,logan?” you suddenly ask, your voice kind of shaky.

the surprise on his face lasts briefly before a small but genuine smile settles on his features. “yeah. starving actually.” you chuckle. he does too.

as logan follows you into the kitchen, and despite wade’s awful singing coming from the bathroom, you think about the cheapest bed you can buy tomorrow for the third addition in your family.

[moonstruckme]

Hi Mae!! Congrats on 7k!! Kisses 😘

Can I get Thumbprint cookies with poly!wolfstar and a reader that has a cat? Just what their dynamics with it would be? I feel like Remus would be doting on it all the time, letting it snuggle into his sweater and giving it kisses while Sirius would be sooo jealous of the attention (while secretly sneaking it treats lol)

Thanks lovely!

ooh okay so not to contradict you but I feel like Remus is that guy that comes over and has to do virtually nothing for your cat to just fall completely in love with him

Sirius, on the other hand, doesn't reallyyyyy consider himself a cat person so at first he's wary of it but when he sees how happy you are that your cat likes Remus he tries to feed it treats to win it over and is so frustrated because it will just take the treats and leave

Sirius tries so hard for a while (awe <3) to get it to like him, always trying to pet it and sneak it treats and keeping catnip in his pockets, but to no avail. it wants only Remus

even you get frustrated after a while that your own cat, who you feed, just wants to sit with your boyfriend who evidently couldn't care less. Remus only deigns to give it a scratch between the ears every now and then, and the cat purrs like there's no tomorrow at the smidgeon of attention

at some point, Sirius gets fed up and stops trying. he wants to sit on Remus' lap, so he will move the cat if its in his way and he doesn't care that you and Remus both protest (though secretly you're not too upset because it gives you a chance to win back your own cat) and, as it turns out, that's the tipping point! once Sirius stops trying to win your cat over it comes to him willingly, and the third or fourth time he moves it off Remus it just hops back atop both of them

Sirius is looking at you with huge eyes like "shit fuck what do I do? do I pet it? do I feed it? help" but Remus just reaches over a hand and gives the cat one good stroke and it settles right in. Sirius eventually learns to do the same

now when either Sirius or you catch Remus being all sweet on the cat (playing with it and laughing, kissing it on the head, doing a high cooing voice) he gets a tad embarassed and pretends it didn't happen

[makotafi]

Late nights

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It was late at night when you heard the familiar creak of the door to your shop. The soft rustle of footsteps followed, accompanied by a sigh. You didn’t need to look up to know who it was.

Julian let out another heavy breath as he stepped into the dimly lit room, his silhouette barely visible in the soft glow of the candles iluminating the shop . He froze when he noticed you standing by the counter, arms crossed.

"O... oh? Darling, whaaaaat are you doing up this late?" Julian stammered, his voice carrying a mix of surprise and guilt. He averted his gaze, clearly flustered.

"I should be the one asking that," you replied, arching an eyebrow. "You're late, Julian."

"Darling, dear, I'm always late," he chuckled, trying to play it off as he hung his coat on the nearest hook.

"Julian..." you sighed deeply, the disappointment evident in your tone.

"Okay, okay," Julian admitted, raising his hands in mock surrender. "Maybe I’m later than usual, but only because we had so many people at the clinic tonight. It’s been.... hectic ya know ?."

You softened slightly but kept your stern gaze. "Julian, we’ve talked about this. You’re working yourself too hard!"

He looked at you, his usual mischievous glint now replaced with guilt "I know, dear, but it’s hard to say no when people need help."

You sight stepping closer, gently taking his hand in yours. "I’m not mad, Julian. I’m just worried about you. You can’t ...haah...you can't keep running yourself into the ground like this."

Julian seemed to melt at your touch, his tension easing as he intertwined his golved fingers with yours. "I’m sorry, love. I don’t mean to worry you. I just... I guess I don’t know how to stop."

"How about this," you suggested, squeezing his hand gently. "Take a break tomorrow. We can make it a date, just the two of us.Please?"

A tired but genuine smile spread across Julian’s face. "I... haha, you know I can’t say no to you. But can we go to bed now? I am positively exhausted."

"Only after you take a shower," you teased, scrunching your nose. "You stink, Julian."

"Aww, but I thought you liked me in all my stinky, grimy glory," Julian protested, dramatically draping himself over you.

"Julian!" you laughed, struggling to keep the both of you from tumbling over. "Go take a shower, damn it!"

"Fiiiine," he groaned after a moment, dragging out the word as he stood up. "But you’re coming with me."

"Wha-" before you could protest, Julian swiftly scooped you up into his arms, carrying you towards the small washroom at the back of the shop.

"Julian!" you squealed, half-laughing, half-protesting as he carried you effortlessly. "Put me down! You’re going to hurt yourself silly !"

"Not a chance," he grinned, his exhaustion momentarily forgotten as he carried you through the door. "Besides, I need someone to scrub my back."

He finally set you down inside the washroom, the sound of the water beginning to run as he prepared the shower. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him, so disheveled yet still managing to look like the most beautiful person in the world ,the way way his hair draps perfectlyover his face ,the way his shirt draps perfectly over his paper white skin .

"You’re impossible," you muttered fondly, watching as he began to strip off his grimy clothes.

"And you love me for it," Julian shot back with a wink.

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Idk how to write a shower scene lol but if yall want I can make a part 2 [after I research how to write a shower scene cus tehe <:3]

ALSO THIS I MY FIRST TIME WRITING READER X CHARACTER sooo criticism is welcome! >:3 [be nice or I'll cry jk jk ]

Also !!! Smol thanks to @wxnderdream and @blueblobbing for encouraging me to post this tehe 👉👈 [sending yall virtual kisses]

Oki I've rambled enough lol ama go sob in the corner for being cringe

[aquasarsstuff]

Spending the night with Lilia Vanrouge

Tags: Lilia Vanrouge x gn!reader, fluff, long-haired Lilia, yokai!Lilia, historical au, reader gets

A/N: I made this while waiting for the rain to stop. Like please stop now, I'm sooo hungry. Kinda regret not going out earlier. Welp- it's already noon, so I used some of my stacked noodles. Also, I was listening to Renegade over and over again while writing this lol, it help with my writer's block especially the part where I had to describe Lilia lol. Yes, there's some secret meaning in some parts here cuz why not

Your school has been demanding all your attention to be poured in your studies. Hence, you weren't able to visit you lover that was living deep in the mountains. You hunch over your desk after reading a ton of books. It was already midnight, and you were sure that if Lilia was here, he would have already lightly scolded you for staying up late. You stop working on your desk, and neatly arrange your school materials. Grabbing the lamp you have; you place it not too far from your futon. After all that work, you slip inside your futon and fell asleep.

The next day, while you were in school and about to leave, you saw a glimpse of Silver and Sebek who was also studying there. As usual, the two were having a one-sided banter. You walk towards them but was blocked by students who were also about to leave. You sighed defeatedly when you don't see them anywhere after trying to force yourself out of the crowd. You wanted to ask them about Lilia. You made up your mind; You were going to visit him tomorrow. It was weekend anyway, and the school schedule only lasts up until the weekdays. You were also studying for hours this past few weeks, and you were not like Riddle who enjoys doing it all day. You were going to spend the day tomorrow with Lilia, and also take a break from your studies. You were hitting two birds with one stone.

Before you head out mountains, you patted the head of the yokai you were living with. Grim merely rolled away from you but still not waking up. You softly laugh before shaking your adorable friend.

"Grim, wake up. If you do, I'll buy you a can of tuna this morning when I pass by the market." And as you expected, all it takes to bring Grim out of his bed was bribing him a can of tuna. The stock of food in the house was also running out, and you just can't bear the thought of leaving him alone in the house and then having to handle the mess he will make in the kitchen when you come back.

When you went outside, you carried Grim like he was some pet cat. Your left hand was occupied by a bamboo basket. You bought some berries and nuts, along with cans of tuna as you promise Grim earlier. Since you haven't had breakfast yet, you thought why not come by Epel's place. You walk away from the busy marketplace and entered a bakery. Immediately the scent of apples filled your nostrils. Delicious deserts made with apples were decorating the place. Epel was in the counter talking with Ace and Deuce in a seat near him. The sound of chimes hitting each other attached on the door, alerted the three people inside.

"Y/N!" Ace called you loudly. You took the vacant seat in front of them. "Did you come here for breakfast too?" Deuce asks you while taking a bite of his omelet. You nod.

"Good morning, Y/N. What would you like?" You gave Epel your order alongside with Grim. As what happens every day, the Adeuce duo somehow never fail to have a squabble.

"I'm not going!" Deuce protested against Ace.

"It's just some rumors. Don't tell me our juice is scared to come to the woods at night, because of it," Ace plasters his signature smirk at Deuce, while the blue head just glares at him. This piqued my interest.

"Rumors?"

"You don't know?" Deuce looks at you.

"Obviously. Why would they be asking?" Ace pipes in much to Deuce frustrations. Epel sighed at the duo and took over the conversation.

"You see Y/N, recently there's been whispers of a creature lingering in the woods who extinguishes any ignited light. All they see is an unseen silhouette, and then darkness." You turn your head slightly at his explanation.

"Myahh?!" If anything, you were more scared of Grim's sudden outburst...

Ace groans when he heard that. "It's pretty windy up there. It could just be the wind. That shadow, whatever it was, was probably just for dramatic effect."

"But, Y/N you're going to the mountain, right?" You almost laugh at Grim worried expression.

"You should be careful, Y/N." You nod at Deuce.

"Don't worry guys, I won't stay that late. I'll be back before sunset."

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With a bamboo basket filled with berries and nuts, you trudge through the forest's thick foliage. You strayed the trail after reaching a place filled with vines. After a few minutes, you finally saw the cottage you were looking for, but the man you want to see was not there. As you were just about to call out and walk towards it, you notice thick strands of hair, much longer than yours taking purchase upon your shoulder.

"What do we have here?" You were suddenly aware by a presence as soft as melody. Before you could turn around, a finger reaches out from behind to catch your chin and spun you around. You were met face to face with Lilia. His face was uncomfortably close it made your heart ran erratic. His ruby red eyes that were looking through mine felt like it was holding the cosmos inside them.

When he started to inch his face closer to yours, you felt inclined to close your eyes. Suddenly, his finger disappears at your chin. A laughter that sounds like a bubbling brook then follows. "Someone has a mind that dances with the clouds."

You suddenly had the urged to bury yourself six feet because of this suave Nobusuma. You were just about to compose yourself when he drops himself to the ground and reach for your hand that wasn't occupied by the basket and kissed it. He looks at you teasingly. His eyes held the allure of a siren's call, like it was going to enchant and ensnares you with an irresistible allure.

While you were distracted, Lilia grabs the basket out of your hand and took a piece of its content. He greedily munches on the berry, its residue leaving a light tint of red on his lips. "I accept your offering after abandoning me for a long time, my enchanted rose."

"Stop making me the bad guy here Lilia," you sighed, finally out of your flustered state. "Where's Silver anyway?" he playfully plastered a frown on his lips, making him look like a puppy that was just kicked.

"I can't believe this; I just got betrayed by the closest to me. Poor me."

Safe to say, you spend the rest of the day trying to comfort his crocodile tears.

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It was already the golden hour, but you still weren't back in your place. You just couldn't bear to move and wake the sleeping Nobusuma in your lap. You gently touch the silk fabric of his black kimono. You traced the hand-painted crane design with the tips of your fingers, until you too fell asleep. When you woke up, a warmth and an aroma of a Chrysanthemum envelops you. You suddenly scramble up, escaping from Lilia's embrace.

"Oh no! It's already dark! I have to get back to Grim."

"Venturing the mountains at dark is filled with peril. It would be wise to stay here," he stopped me when I was just about to leave.

"But..."

Suddenly, his face morphs into a grin. "Don't worry, I won't do anything with you."

"I wasn't thinking about that!"

"Not yet atleast," his eyes glints with mischief.

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Bonus:

Lilia: If that doesn't convince you, I heard from human travelers-

Y/N: I know it was you, Lilia.

Lilia: *smiles innocently*

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Not sure about this, but let me add it.

Black kimono made of silk: represents a wealthy or high status

Crane design: Revered for their supposed thousand-year lifespan

Enchanted Rose: I dunno why I pick rose, but since he is a yokai and a fae in cannon I added enchanted. And reader's pretty enchanted with Lilia in this fic (I tried-)

Chrysanthemum: Often use as a symbol for immortality

Mind that dances with the clouds: a person who is a dreamer, or has thoughts that is beyond ordinary

okay- im done. You guys interpret the rest

[bwoahtastic]

Sooo a bit of Nico and Toto meeting foe the first time in stepmom nico:

The Alpha was tall, dressed smartly without showing off. Nico glanced at him, acknowledging him with a short nod, hoping he would be left alone after. The Alpha nodded back silently, taking off his long black coat to reveal a dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Nico only allowed himself a second to glance at the strong arms before resolutely staring at the almost empty glass of diet coke in front of him.

"Excuse me." The Alpha said, his voice deep. Nico tensed, turning to him and getting ready to tell him he wants interested. He knew he would not be left alone, he was getting so sick of it and- "Your feathers, I wouldn't want to squish them." The Alpha said with a half smile, nodding to where Nico feathery tail covered a part of the seat next to him.

"Sorry." Nico blushed, folding his feathers behind him before staring back at his drink. The Alpha sat down next to him, ordering a tea and fries. Nico's stomach grumbled, regretting not ordering food himself.

"Make that 2 portions." The Alpha chuckled with an amused glance at Nico.

"Oh that's not needed-" Nico started, blushing. The Alpha waved away his protests.

"It's okay, it's better not to eat alone anyways." He told Nico. "But don't worry, I don't bother you." He added. His eyes crinkled up at the sides, making him look kind.

"Thank you." Nico softly replied, managing a smile in return.

The fries arrived shortly and Nico smiled at the Alpha another time, but the Alpha kept his word and didn't try to bother him anymore. But for once, Nico wouldn't have minded if the Alpha wanted to chat, he seemed like a nice guy, and Nico could use some distraction from thinking about his current case.

He tried to come up with something to talk to the Alpha about but couldn't find anything. So he just settled for eating his fries in silence and hoping his scent conveyed his gratefulness.

After about 15 minutes, the Alpha's phone rang, and the musky deep scent turned lighter, happier.

"Hi cub." The Alpha said as he picked up the videocall, revealing a little tiger cub on the other end. The boy, perhaps 4 or 5 years old, waves enthusiastically and started to babble away about school and a play date he had had with another kid. The Alpha hummed and rumbled along, not really answering but listening intently.

"Miss you papa. Don't like it when you'r not home when I go sleep." The cub suddenly pouted, tiredly rubbing at his eyes.

"I know cub. But I'll be back before you wake up tomorrow and then we can spend the whole day together!" The Alpha promised, which seemed to soothe the cub a little. "Now, be nice to Valtteri okay, and don't complain about brushing your teeth tonight!" He added, making the cub whine and pout a bit, before giggling.

"Okay papa. Love you." The little tiger purred. The Alpha blew kisses at the phone.

"Love you too, Seb. See you soon!" He smiled, before hanging up.

"He's adorable." Nico blurted out, before realising it was probably rude to listen in to someone else's conversation. The Alpha smiled, scent bright.

"He is, but he is also a menace." He chuckled, shaking his head fully. Nico hummed.

"Tigers are rare. Does it run in your family?" He asked. It was quite a private question, but he couldn't resist. He had only ever seen tiger cubs in not so fun situations. The Alpha's face changed into a more serious expression.

"I adopted him. My family line is all wolves." He explained, before hesitating. "He was in a circus, I got him out." He added. Nico turned to him more sharply now, struggling to find an answer before taking a deep breath.

"I work for the Pup Trafficking Unit at the Police Department." He said, biting his lip. He wanted to say how much it meant to him that this Alpha had taken in a cub, had gotten him out of a bad situation, but Nico was not good with words. The Alpha's eyes crinkled up at the sides again, and he held out a hand.

"I'm Toto." He introduced himself. Nico shook his hand.

"I'm Nico." He answered, before glancing over his shoulder. "That booth just opened up... do you want to move there?" He asked. It was very unlike himself, but he had something in common with this man, and he was eager to hear a success story of a trafficked pup finding a safe home.

He desperately needed some good news today.

[life-is-unreal]

Stranger Danger~ {Genshin x reader} Teyvat Chapter 12 - The one and only Holy Lyre

*long chap

"Y/N! Y/N! Wakey wakeyyyyy!"

You groaned, pushing a certain fairy's head away. "Paimon, your hair is tickling me."

"We're going to meet up with Venti after dinner, you wanna go to Good Hunter's? Ooooh, Paimon loves their food!"

Abruptly opening your eyes, you shot up. "Dinner? It's night time already?"

Paimon crossed her arms, "Did you seriously sleep through the entire day? What were you doing when me and Aether were away?" 

"Stuff. Yeahhh, let's go to Good Hunter's, I think I have enough money for a fried egg."

Aether popped his head in through the door. "Umm, are you sure? I can pay if you want?" 

"Yeah! It's not healthy to just eat one egg for an ENTIRE day!" Paimon yelled, "Paimon would've eaten a hundred fried eggs if she could only eat eggs!"

"No seriously, I'm not hungry." You pushed Paimon out, "I'm gonna change, give me a minute girly pop."

The feeling of dread settled in your stomach when you read the clock, it had been over twelve hours and you, a gigantic foodie, still wasn't feeling hunger. "I would've eaten two burgers already." you grumbled, were you modified by the game? It would make sense since characters only needed to eat when they needed to heal or when they just felt like it. However, Paimon's words made sense for once. It wasn't normal. Would your body in Earth fail due to starvation and fatigue? 

"I should probably eat..." You couldn't afford to return back to Earth and find that your body was already dead and you also couldn't afford Paimon or Aether noticing your weirdness.

"I thought you were only ordering for a Teyvat fried egg?" Paimon gaped at your third meal.

"I was joking." You cried silently inside, all your mora that you've earned by climbing walls and running around roofs were all gone. You were seriously considering to go to Leila and ask her to find you a job. "I need to finish the job quest quickly, Imma starve at this point..." you mumbled.

"Huh? You say something?" Paimon scratched her head.

"Must be your stomach rumbling. Go eat some more Paimon, you're a growing fairy you know." You pushed her towards Aether.

"Ooooh Aether! Can you get me another Mint Jelly? They're sooo goood." 

"Paimon! That's your fifth Mint Jelly! We already have no mora for tomorrow!" Aether side eyed you.

Ignoring his eye daggers, you smile innocently, "But Aetherrrr , you could just pay up when you have enough mora..."

Sara who just happened to be passing by nodded, "Yes, we allow our customer to be in debt. They get to pay it on their next meal, however no more than ten thousand mora is allowed to be in debt. Should I write it up?"

Giggling, you stood up, "Aether, I'd be by the Cathedral. Toodles Paimon!" 

-.-.-.

"Heeyyy Venti." You whispered next to his ear. 

"Gahhhhh!" The boy yelped, choking on his dandelion wine. Venti wiped his mouth, glaring at you softly. 

"You knew that I was there the whole time Mr Anemo Archon." You rolled your eyes, swiping a bottle of dandelion wine from his hand.

"I wasn't expecting you to whisper in my ear! Hey! That's my last unopened bottle!" Venti gaped at you as you guzzled half of the bottle down.

"Thank you, I will be keeping the entire bottle." You ignored his protests, the bottle disappearing in your hands as you placed it in your inventory. You didn't bother to put it in the infinite capacity bag from Skirk, Venti was a god. Why the fuck would he bother asking?

"So uhhh, how did you find out?" Venti giggled nervously, taking a cautious sip of dandelion wine.

You snorted. "Mr Anemo Archon, there is a big ass statue of you right in front of us. I don't know how your citizens don't notice but it's quite obvious that you are you."

Venti leaned closer, his turquoise eyes sparking in amusement, "And you never doubted that I purposefully made it so that no one would recognize me?"

You shrugged, "Why would I doubt it? You're Barbatos. You do whatever shit you want and that includes casting random voodoo shit, oh, and stealing your own lyre."

The god snickered hysterically, "Voodoo? Of course not. Why would I ever cast Voodoo? However, I must say that I'm quite surprised that you noticed immediately. The power of my spells are quite strong. As for the lyre..." He hummed quietly.

"Blub."

"What the fuck. Didn't I put you in the closet?" Your eyes went wide as Bob landed in front of you.

"He was in your hair the whole time. Did you not notice?" Venti raised your eyes.

"What the- Nevermind." You glared at the little cryo slime. "Next time. Stay put."

"Blub." Bob's eyes turned teary, little icicles dropping on the stone floor.

"What- Hey. Hey! Don't cry! Bob!" You cradled the little cryo slime in your arms.

Venti stared at the two of you in confusion. Were slimes supposed to act like this? But ever since you and Aether's little group had been sighted, things had been getting weirder and weirder. Not to mention his occasional forgetfulness and moments when his memories get blurrier and blurrier.

The bard raised his brows as he noticed two jarring figures in the distance. He sighed, finishing his bottle of wine, the glass bottle crumbling under his touch before turning into gusts of wind.

Unaware to him, you were staring at him the whole time so the glass bottle literally folding into itself like some origami made you make a mental note on not to piss Venti off.

Bitch is definitely not the weakest Archon. If he is, I'm doomed.

"So... 'The Holy Lyre der Himmel' is..." Paimon waved at you before turning back to Venti.

Venti crossed his arms, "One of the most treasured items in Mondstadt. It's the lyre that Barbatos used to play."

You coughed, hiding the uncontrollable smirk that was creeping up your face.

Aether looked at you weirdly, he was still salty on you leaving him in Good Hunter and making him pay for the bill. Gosh, Paimon's five mint jellies, three honey roasts and two chicken skewers would be his nightmare.

"With it, perhaps I can help Dvalin draw his gentle nature back out of this nightmare he's going through."

"Will it really stop Stormterror from causing more damage?" Paimon raised her brows, ohhh, she was soooo suspicious of this green bard. She was going to give him an ugly nickname.

Venti puffed his chest out, "Of course! I'm the best bard in the world. There's not a single song I do not know, no matter if it's from the past, present or future."

Gee, wonder why...

"Look me in the eyes, do you not find me trustworthy?"

We met for a few days mate. If Aether wasn't Aether he wouldn't have bothered with anything.

"...Just what is that in your eyes!?"

"Soooo how we gonna get it?"

"Why do you think we're here Paimon?" You ruffled her hair. Goddd it was sooo fluffy. Were you jealous? Yes.

"It's in the Cathedral?"

"Aether, please don't tell me you're turning into Paimon."

"HEY!"

Venti coughed, "I'll go take a look around, you can come if you want."

You rolled your eyes, "Hurry up. I'll be waiting outside." Pushing the doors open, you threw the three of them in. You weren't going to embarrass yourself or get second hand embarrassment. No. Just no.

It didn't take long for the trio to emerge again. Around five minutes? Maybe three minutes.

"Y/N! That bard want's us to steal the lyre. STEAL IT!" Paimon hissed in your ear.

You snickered softly, "Paimonn, it's fine. You're going to do a lot more abnormal stuff." The last part was whispered.

"So uhhh, we're going to wait for some time before sneaking back in." Aether pulled Paimon back. 

The time function should work now right?

"Wait a second Aether." You rushed off, pulling your phone out, you tapped the glitchy Genshin App. Or the creepy Gen shit as you call it.

"Timmmee function. Ok, fast forward for two hours..." 

Suddenly, you were yanked backwards by an unknown force. "Holy-" 

Holy shit indeed. You, Y/N L/N, was looking at yourself, from a third person view.

You watched, mouth agape as the 'you' started to talk with Aether and the five of you started going around the city as Venti gave you guys a little tour. Since everything was happening double the speed, you had no idea what they were saying nor the details of the little tour.

"Yo Y/N. You there?" Paimon crossed her arms. "You're blanking out again." 

Your eyes gradually focused, a surge of memories attacking your brain. It was all the events that had happened the past two hours. They were all very vague, as if you had actually been there. 

A dark thought flitted across your mind, what if there's someone who could control time out there? People would be acting the same and no one would notice it. Except the unfortunate person would have to watch themselves do random stuff from a third perspective and then get attacked by memories depending on the time. It's almost like someone's possessing you but that someone is 'you'. 

And if someone managed to control time on someone that wasn't themselves, could it be possible that they could watch their entire life or even worse possess someone else's life? Ohhh, and if they had the ability to wipe away memories...

"Y/NNNN!!!!" Paimon screeched. "Are you even listening to me?!" Paimon could feel her eyes twitching, she called you for a million times and you were just standing there like a statue. 

"My bad. We're going to rob it now right?" You petted her head.

Paimon sniffed snidely, "Duuuhh. They're already inside, Paimon's only out here waiting for you because you're Paimon's friend."

"Awwww. That's actually so sweet." Paimon reminded you of a certain annoying pinkette that was actually pretty sweet if you ignore her arrogance.

"Let's head inside." She avoided your eyes, dragging you into the Cathedral.

"Don't be shy. Go." Venti beckoned the three (four if Bob on your head is considered) of you towards the basement.

"Why's there so many fucking stairs." You grumbled, you thanked mihoyo for not implementing the flights of stairs that it took to enter the basement, you counted up to a hundred and twenty before giving up. Basements were not meant to be this deep.

"We're here." Aether whispered.

"Let's separate. We have too many people. That's a big target." You whispered back, "Imma go that way. Bye bye."

Why's there so many guards? It seemed like half of the city's knights were all crowded in the basement. And yet there's barely anyone on the outside...

"Who're you!"

Oh well, they're there. You hurried to the chamber holding the Holy Lyre der Himmel.

A cicin mage stood there, she placed a finger to her lips. 

"Sshhhhhh."

And with a bright flash of purple, she was gone.

"She...disappeared?!"

You heard footsteps. "Aether, on my mark."

"Freee! What are you doing here?"

"Go!"

Earning a few startled gasps, the three of you managed to escape the cathedral with ease. Probably not the best decision to only have knights in the basement.

"Venti! We're busted! Run!" Paimon screamed as the stampede of footsteps started to get louder and louder.

"What? Follow me!"

With a wave of his hands, wind currents appeared. A wing glider appeared and he zoomed off.

"Y/N. You don't have a wind glider..." Aether yelled.

"I can fly if I want to. It's fine, I know where he's going!" Wind currents, unfortunately didn't work on anything that wasn't a wind glider but it didn't matter. You didn't go to the bar just for drinks yesterday. You found several routes and knew where people were scarce.

"Why walk when you can fly?" you muttered as the knights finally got out of the cathedral.

You snickered as one of them noticed you. "B-byeeee!" You jumped down from the railings, directing a gust of wind to catch you right before you were going to fall to your death. Your health stats were still pretty low due to zero artifacts equipped.

"You- You're here before us?" Aether panted. You and Venti were already in front of the tavern. "When you were away, I walked around."

Venti glanced at you suspiciously, he definitely didn't say that he was going to go to Angel's Share but he didn't bother asking.

"Master Diluc, this is the account's for this week."

"Hmmm, the disaster has greatly affected business." a monotone voice made your eyes light up. 

"Bitch is stunnninggg." Truth be told, Genshin's designers fucked up realll bad when the Diluc in game and this Diluc looked sooo different.

There was this urge to just poke his gorgeous face and mess up his floofy hair.

"Hi, we'd like a seat at your, uh...least conspicuous table." 

"Umm...The second floor has fewer customers. You'd be less conspicuous up there...But aren't you a bard? Why not sit front and center?" Diluc frowned slightly.

"Hahaha, let's save the paid performance for next time. We'll be heading up now, see you in a bit!"

"Hey, keep an eye on them. There's something strange about that bard. I'll go ask around." Diluc's eyes never left from your little group.

"Ask who, exactly?" Charles asked.

"The 'protectors' of Mondstadt."

Diluc noticed the girl from the group stopping at a crowded table when one of the guys waved at her.

"Oh! Master Diluc, that girl came yesterday. Not that the information is valuable." Charles mentioned.

"Ah, Master Diluc. Have you seen three thieves around?"

You and Aether gazed down from the second floor when Otto and Miles approached the man.

"What happened? Why have you mobilized so many guards?"

"Haven't you heard, Master Diluc? Two thieves were trying to steal the Holy Lyre!" 

Diluc frowned slightly, he could feel the gazes from other customers in the tavern. "Oh? How odd."

"Isn't it? The holy lyre is a treasure that was played by the God of Anemo themselves. Such a precious piece of cultural heritage-" Miles was cut off by Diluc.

"Why would one want to steal something they can't sell off? Would pay better to steal from my cellars..."

"..."

"Huh?"

Diluc waved his hand, "Sorry, off topic. Believe they headed that way."

"Understood. Thank you, Master Diluc!"

After the knights left, the four of you headed down. "Today I think I'll have a glass of..."

"You can put down that bottle you stole from behind the counter."

"...something cold."

Diluc raised his brows.

"Right. I want answers."

Blahblahblahblab. You were considering to go to a certain group of people who were eavesdropping on the conversation.

You were cued the moment you lifted your foot. "Hot shot? So you two and the bard are close friends?"

"We're not close, actually." 

Diluc nodded slightly, "Well...Despite only being passing travelers, you still offered your help to Mondstadt in its time of need." his eyes narrowed slightly, "A shame you joined the Knights."

"Nah, we did not." You shook your head firmly.

"You did not." Aether corrected you.

"Yeah. You, are helping out of the goodness of your heart. I'm helping for mora and rewards. Me and the Knights have a fat grudge." You scowled.

"Wait...So they actually threw you into prison?"

Diluc coughed, "So you were that person who they thought was a fatui spy."

"The Knights of Favonius...Inefficient right from beginning to end. And towards the Fatui? Weak and conservative. Forget it. I don't feel like talking about it."

"Imma agree with him on this one. It's pretty much just the vision holders doing their work. There are some good non vision holder knights that are good but most of them are just doing their own thing. Like those three bitches that landed me in fucking prison because of my clothes." You snarled.

"Seems the two of you don't really like the Knights of Favonius." Venti commented.

"Try going to prison man."

"Just differences in approach is all. I have my own hopes for this city." You raised your thumb. 

The security of Mondstadt was basically from: One, Jean and the vision holder knights. Two, Diluc the Darknight Hero. Three, other vision holders like Diona and Sucrose. Four, adventurers and good Knights. Five, Knights that barely do shit. Six, civilians and shitty Knights.

"Now, answers. Why did you steal the Holy Lyre?"

Ok this shit gonna take a long while.

"Aether, Imma go talk to some people. Bye."

With that, you plopped your ass next to Leila. 

"Wowwww, when I meant get yourself a job. I did not mean steal the Holy Lyre." The blonde looked at Diluc before focusing on you.

"Someone else stole it though. The fatui to be exact." You accepted the glass of dandelion wine. Quite refreshing after all those stairs and running.

"Fatui? Lemme guess, a cicin mage." Jace downed a shot of vodka. 

"How'd you guess?"

"Being a treasure hoarder means that we have to fight off any beings that wish to steal treasure that we've stolen. Some fatui fight us when they're low on mora and let me tell you. Loads of treasure hoarders die when they're up against them. The cicin mages and the burly ones are especially annoying. The cicin mages just teleport and teleport. I almost died to one a few years ago. I would prefer fighting other treasure hoarders."

"Other treasure hoarders?"

"Oh yeaahhh. You might not know but there's gangs. Probably not the official name but some gangs are allies, some gangs are rivals. Me and Jace are with different groups but we're allies and we're also pretty high up in terms of ranking. Normal treasure hoarders have no breaks. They're basically like servants and meat shields. Gotta work your way up or you'll die by blocking a blow." Leila clasped her hands together.

"Y/N, you should go. Your lil friend group's leaving. Remember to find us to get a better job." Raye shooed you away.

"It's not my job-"

"Yeah yeah. Shoo." 

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Teyvat Chapter 13:

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[nvrsaidiwasinurcloset]

OMG HI!!! I'm LOVING everything you've written so far 🥰

Would you write Billy x Reader x Stu? They've been rotting my brain sooo bad 😭❤

Double Trouble - Billy Loomis x Fem!Reader x Stu Macher

Billy x Fem!Reader x Stu

This contains SMUT - Minors DNI.

This does contain cheating.

Summary: You needed to unwind, but you're interrupted by two of your friends that want to help you relive some tension.

A/N : Thanks SO much for my first request! I hope y'all like it❤️

You had a stressful day, and you knew the best way to relieve some of that stress was a date with your vibrator.

As you teased yourself with it, you increased the intensity of the vibrations, moans falling out of your mouth. This was one of the rare cases where you were home alone, so you didn’t want to be quiet. The pleasure was starting to build up, when you heard a loud thud.

You jumped up, tossing the vibrator on your bed, before going downstairs to check it out. When you saw two men standing in the darkness, you ran upstairs. Before you made it to your room you heard voices.

“Wait! We didn’t mean to scare you,” Stu said, as he and Billy followed you up the stairs.

You rolled your eyes, “Why the fuck did you break into my house?”

“I left my backpack here the other day, kinda need it for school tomorrow,” Stu said, as both he and Billy noticed your attire. You were in nothing but an oversized t-shirt. “We knocked but you didn’t answer.”

It was evident that your nipples were hard through the thin material of the shirt. You started to cover yourself with your hands, “Go on, get your stuff,” you said as you pushed opened the door to your room.

Stu pushed past you, grabbing his backpack from the corner of your room. You stood there with Billy for a second, just wanting Stu to get his stuff and leave so you could get back to the alone time you so badly needed. Then it hit you, the vibrator was still on your bed.

“Shit,” you said, walking into your room. It was too late; Stu had already seen it. He and Billy exchanged glances before Billy spoke up. “Were we interrupting something?”

Both guys started laughing as you felt your cheeks turn red.

“Okay, you’ve got your stuff, leave,” you said to Stu, pushing him towards the door.

“No wait, answer his question,” Stu said, staring you down.

“Yes, okay? I’ve had a bad day and I just really needed to get off,” you said, hiding your face in your hands.

“You should’ve just asked us. I’m sure we could do more for you than your vibrator ever could,” Billy said lowly, eyes lust filled as he walked towards you. Your heart started to race, the wetness pooling between your thighs.

You were attracted to both Stu and Billy, but their current relationships with two of your closest friends made you put any thoughts you had about them to the back of your mind.

“Yeah, let us take care of you,” Stu whispered, leading you to your bed. You didn’t protest, because you’d be lying if you said you didn’t want to fuck them.

Billy started to kiss you as Stu’s hands ran up your thigh. Once his hand got closer to your core, he realized that you weren’t wearing panties. He ran his fingers over your pussy, “Dude, she’s so fucking wet.”

Stu lifted your hips to pull the shirt up, before spreading your legs and licking a fat stripe over your clit. You tried to keep kissing Billy, but the moans leaving your mouth from Stu eating you out made it hard to keep up.

Billy pulled away as he watched his friend, getting hard at the sight in front of him. He grabbed the front of your shirt, ripping it open. He latched onto one of your nipples, the stimulation from both of their mouths had that same pleasure building up inside you that they interrupted earlier.

Stu pulled away, your orgasm once again being ripped away from you before it could happen. Billy chuckled as he grabbed your thighs, dragging you to the side of the bed. He slid his jeans down just enough for his hardened cock to pop out, before lining himself up with your entrance. You whined as he slid his tip over your clit, but he quickly filled you up.

He placed your legs over his shoulders as he pounded into you, the mattress squeaking with every thrust. You looked over to Stu, who was shedding his clothes.

“Can I have some attention too? I’m getting a little jealous,” Stu said, as he put his hardened cock in front of your mouth.

He pushed past your lips as you opened your mouth. The feeling of Stu in your mouth and Billy in your pussy had you dripping down Billy’s cock. You felt the coil tightening in your lower abdomen, as Stu reached his hand down to your clit, rubbing fast circles.

You moaned around him as the stimulation pushed you over the edge. Billy continued to snap his hips, being close himself. He pulled out, shooting his cum all over your stomach as Stu pulled out of your mouth.

“Think you can take another one?” He asked, as he swapped places with Billy.

“Please fuck me,” you begged to Stu, craving more. This is the dirtiest, hottest sexual experience you’d ever had, and you didn’t want it to stop yet.

“Only ‘cause you asked nicely,” he said, before slamming into you. Your moans got louder and louder, as Billy stood at the foot of your bed, watching his friend fuck you.

“Shit, she’s so fucking tight,” Stu gasped, as your pussy pulled him back into you every time he pulled out.

“Look at her, taking two guys in one night,” Billy said as he started to kiss down your neck.

“Yeah, the little slut loves it,” Stu grunted, as he put his fingers on your clit again.

It didn’t take long before you were crying out, your vision getting fuzzier buy the second. “Fuck, please don’t stop,” you begged, you’re orgasm on the edge, desperate to cum again.

“You gonna cum for him?” Billy asked, his words instantly making your pussy clench around Stu, your orgasm throwing him into his own. He pulled out, spilling his load on your stomach, just like Billy.

The next day, you walked out to the fountain for lunch, to see the two guys that fucked you the night before, their arms around their girlfriends. The three of you exchanged some glances, before Randy started talking about a new horror movie he wanted to watch. You found it hard to focus on the conversation though, the dirty thoughts about last night swimming around your head.

Once you got home and finished your homework, you decided to pull your vibrator out again. You were really starting to get into it, when you heard that same thud as the night before. You jumped up, running down the stairs to see them both standing there.

“Round 2?” Billy asked, before you led them both upstairs.

[pinievsev]

Hiii it’s me again 🤭‼️ (the one who requested the short tempered!minjae x arrogant reader)

sooo lately I’ve been craving for fluff/comfort one shot , sooo maybe could you do a sumin x reader ? liiike reader is either a trainee under kq orrr the 11th members of xikers (like they live in the same dorm as them)

and like reader come in sumin’s room to ask for cuddle cuz it’s been tough today at the company ?

Anyway hope you had a good day/will have a good day , take care

LOVE YA🫶

SUMIN X GN! READER!

Practice

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Sumin X GN!reader

Warnings: maybe like one swear word, established relationship, kisses-?. Really short, I just got home from school.

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You groaned as you fell back on the floor of the practice room, you've been in here for the past 6 hours practicing.

You just couldn't get the choreography right, Minjae tried helping you but he had to go so you insisted on staying late after practice. So that's 3 hours of practice on your own. You stared at the ceiling. Your rest being interrupted by the sound of the door opening, Making you look up

There stood sumin holding a bag in one hand and a two cups of coffee in the other.

"Weren't you going to go home?" You questioned the boy, sitting upright. "I was. But Minjae told me you stayed behind so I came to check on you".

He moved to sit next to you handing you your coffee. You took it thankfully, taking a long sip "you're awesome" he smiled at you and patted your head.

"You should rest a bit ya know" you shook your head at him "can't. I need to get this choreography down by tomorrow."

He nudged you softly "tomorrow night. We can practice in the morning".

"You don't have to-" he cut you off with a peck on your lips "bullshit. I want to. Now get up" he stood up pulling you along.

You groaned as you fell off the couch of the dorms, rubbing your face with both hands. Sumin following after you, falling on top of you. He adjusted your position so you were on top of him instead and hugged you close.

"I need to change" you said trying to stand up. "In a bit. We haven't had alone time all dayyyy" he whined "yeah and we still don't" you informed sitting up and pointing to hunter and yechan standing by the kitchen door.

"Fineee" you got up and grabbed a pair of fresh clothes from your room then making your way to the bathroom for a quick shower.

Once you finished you entered your room, Sumin was already laying in your bed, making grabby hands at you. You chuckled and made your way over falling down next to Him.

He pulled you to him, burying his face in your neck. "Now sleep" you didn't answer, placing your arms securely around him and closing your eyes. "Thank you."

"For what?" He asked using his hands to pull himself up "for being here. I'd probably still be practicing if it wasn't for you" he smiled sheepishly at you

"I know, I'm an awesome boyfriend" you smacked his hand and pulled him back down but he pulled himself right back up, puckering his lips at you.

You laughed at him but before he could protest you kissed him and pulled him down once again.

"Now. We sleep" you said and his laugh was the last thing you heard before falling asleep, the exhaustion taking over your body.

[helixobesity]

🌀 Dear Diary: Feedism Story🌀

Contains: Feedee/Feeder, dumbification, pig/piggy name calling, burping

First time trying something in this style so enjoy!!

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Dear diary

My partner got me this diary as a birthday gift! So I’ll probably try and log something whenever something interesting happens!

November 10th:

Today something… certainly interesting happened.

I was at home on my off day, when my partner came home in an absolute panic. They… didn’t really say what was going on, but they were freaked out. They unplugged the tv, and said not to talk to anyone else. Not like that’s hard considering we’re pretty deep in the woods. I guess I’ll try and talk to them again tomorrow?

November 11th:

Well they weren’t exactly descriptive again. They said they’ll go out alone for quick runs for food and other supplies, but they really emphasized they don’t want me going out anywhere for my “safety”. At least they’re here to keep me calm.

November 18th:

It’s been a week since my partner told me to stay inside. They still only go out sparingly, but I gotta say. They’re really spoiling me with food. I guess it’s nice? I might be able to do without so many fattening snacks around but without anything else to really do around the house I’m starting to run out of options…

November 28th

Another 10 days have gone by and still no straight answers from my partner. They keep leaving to get food in the middle of the night which has been strange, and despite my protest to know what’s going on with the rest of the world they don’t tell me anything. Also… all this junk food has started to take a toll on my waist line. I mean, I’ve put on nearly 20 pounds. I nearly popped the button on my jeans this morning!! I told my partner and he thought I was exaggerating. Then again, the scale is also gone from our bathroom now. Something is seriously up and I don’t really know what to do. Then again this milkshake my partner started making has been calming my nerves more often. It’s pink and it almost, like, sparkles? Whatever it is, it is good.

December 10th:

OMG Honestly, I was kinda against this whole staycation, I-I mean, whatever is going on outside but it has been quite nice. My partner has been giving me sooo much more food recently and I’ve been pretty ravenous. My uh… my big belly… has been bumping into everything recently. I guess I’m, like, not used to it? Oh, my partner told me it’s been a month since I started staying here! Idk how much longer I’ll need to stay but I’m sure they’ll tell me when things are safe :) I’ll just keep having these milkshakes, also I’m hungry again.

Decmber 20rd:

OoooIm such a clutz!! My feeder told me to right in my diary again! I totally, like, forgot about this! Ummm, oh yeah! None of my clothes fit! My feeder says I’m better without them! I fel sooooo big and soft, and they keep grabbing my big and calling me such a good “bimbo”? I think that’s the word? It’s cute ;) ugh I wish I didn’t have to get up all the time, why can’t I stay in bed an eatssss

Gasp feeder is calling me again! Ttyl

March 10th:

Hey hey! My feeder told me I used to, like, use this more times? I’m using a fun thingy where it’s typing what I say! I don’t know how to use write all those weird uh, things. God I’m starving. My feeder keeps me satisfied yeah, but, like, I need more! Why don’t they get that! At least bed is nice and cozy, and I looooove my fat. My arms feel so heavy, and my feeder always grabs my new chins when he talks to me and kiss me! I feel, like, I shouldn’t be as okay with everything that happened to me over the past couple months but. I’m more than okay with this!

June 22nd:

*buurrrp*

Did it start recording? It did? Thank youuu! Hehe that was my feeder helping me set this up again! Couldn’t get the stupid thing to work this time, it’s been a while! Idk how to do, like, many things. My feeder tells me to eat and drink my milkshakes so that’s what I do! And they call me a good piggy! And that’s like, what I am! A big bimbo piggy! Oh, right, feeder told me to say, they said it’s finally okay to go back outside again! And like, talk to people, but why should I wanna? I wanna eat, eat eat eat eat *burrrp* oopsie sorry, force of habit when I get all worked up! Ooo wait, did you bring more snacks? Yay! Turn this off and feed me already!

November 10th:

Hi, my piggy wanted to check back with their diary again, but for starters, they couldn’t read their old entries other than a few choice words here and there. Not like they can put down food for more than a few minutes to actually make an entry anyway. They wanted to note that they’re “really, really happy now” and they’re “no stress in head thingy”. It’s cute when they try and sound smart. Not to mention how… absolutely massive they are now. Honestly, they overtook their bed back in August and I had to get a new one. I never would have expected them to grow this much but, I want to make they so much fatter still…

Hey as long as they’re happy! Also, I don’t even think they realize today was the 1 year anniversary since it happened. Maybe that’s for the best? Regardless, I’m sure they’ll want to make another entry eventually. But if someone else finds this before they can, just know I’ll take good care of them!

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[anuncalledbridge]

Summary: you didn't expect you'd be pulled into a verse where there is no Avenger, no Peter, and no Ned.

Pairing: Miles Morales x (half filo) Stark!reader

Warning: cursing in Tagalog, xreader, black hole

Author's note: I love the idea of the reader being Filipino sooo, I just felt like making her a Stark because Tony bangs everyone he wants and also this is gonna be a series.

Part two

You and Ned walked together while Peter walk ahead the both of you. Peter was rambling something about the star wars lore and sometimes inserted MJ throughout his rambling. You didn't listen, you were looking above the clouds, however, Ned listened intensely.

Peter abruptly stopped, making you and Ned bummed into his back "What the hell dude-" your eyes landed on MJ in front of Peter, which made you smirk as you avert your eyes at Ned.

"You know what I'm thinking?"

Ned looked skeptical for a moment "Uhh, you're about to steal Mr. Starks credit card and then you'll buy me a whole set of lego?" You stifle a laugh "No, idiot but yes I'll think about that" Ned made a fist bump in the air followed by a loud whisper of yes.

You cleared your throat loudly, catching Mj's attention "Peter! Weren't you talking about how gorgeous, magnificent, creative, and may I add, Beautiful, M-" You were cut off when Peter jab you on the side making you curl up into a ball.

"Shut up!" He whispered in a panicked tone. "Ned help me.." you said in a dramatic strained way while Peter strangled you like there is no tomorrow.

Mj who was on her way to work, contemplated whether to just walk straight away and pretend nothing happened or to help her suffocating friend. She chose the latter.

"Peter, I would much appreciate it if you let go of the dog you're choking" Peter immediately let go of you, and you made another loud exaggerated gasp, which Ned found Funny because it sounds like Peter when he found out you were Tony Starks daughter.

"Potangina-"(son of a bitch) Peter nudge you again this time gently, you glared at him and then looked at Mj with a huge grin "Hey there, babygurl!" Mj sigh at the nickname but said nothing about it.

You put both of your hands on Peter's shoulder pushing him towards Mj until there is little to no space "Pete here, wanted to accompany you to your, humble work thing, Right Peter?" Before Peter gets to protest Mj interjected.

"Yeah sure, how bout you and Ned?"

"Oh, we're just about..to..." You looked around for an excuse "We're helping Ned's Lola! Right, Ned?"

"We are?" You nudge him on his arm making him hiss "Play along" you whispered yell "O-oh yes actually! Her back is hurting lately s-so.." without a word you grabbed Ned's arms and sprung away.

You cheekily did a fistbump together "I'm so getting you that Lego set" you laughed while Ned gushed like a teenager in love.

You felt your phone buzz in your pocket so you check who it was, it was your dad calling. You groaned in annoyance, halting on your steps as Ned did the same waiting for you.

"What does he want now.." you muttered before answering "Hello Pa?" You heard your dad hum "You don't sound so happy hearing your dad, sweetpie"

You rolled your eyes "What do you want, Dad?" Tony once again hummed "No 'I love you Dad' first?"

"Dad-"

"say it."

You whined, you covered your phone, and looked at Ned "Ned go wait for me at the store-" You were cut off by your dad's piercing voice. "No, let Ned hear it"

"I'll just go.." Ned tried to interject "stay." Your dad once again said. Ned went still like a brick.

"Fine....I love you, Dad...ano? masaya kana?" (what? Are you happy now?) Ned quietly but failed, laughed at your suffering you gave him a hard glare. "Very much, dear" your dad chuckled in satisfaction.

"What is it that you want, anyways?" You impatiently asked, "Calm down, the wizard man needs help, I'm too lazy, so go and help him for me, alright dear?" He said over the phone, you grumbled "But dad, I have things to do-"

Your dad hummed seemingly not caring "Uh-huh, and I don't care. Now go, love you sweetchecks bye" he ended the call before you even got the chance to reply.

"So you need to be elsewhere?" Ned asked, as both of you continued walking "I'm so sorry Ned" you apologize sincerely. You felt guilty, Ned and you had been friends for a long time, he's the only one who understood you when you moved to New York, since him being Filipino and you being half, he could relate to a certain extent.

It's not like you couldn't speak English, you were quite decent and it improved throughout the year, and you didn't fit in so when Peter and Ned came into the picture, you felt at ease they felt like home.

"It's alright, but the next weekend, y/n. You can't miss it" he seriously said. You laughed "Of course Ned, I wouldn't miss it for the world" You bid your farewells, you took the train which was quite ironic when you can technically just swing from building to building.

__

"Hey, there wizard queen" Stephen sigh knowing who that annoying voice belongs to "Your dad sent you instead of him, classic." His monotone voice echoed through each corner of the room which always amused you because everywhere this man goes, there is always an echo. As you inch your way towards him he stopped you.

"What?" You looked at him weirdly "There's this thing bugging the quantum realm, I think someone interfering with it." You raised a brow "How is that possible, Mr. Ozzie?" The nicknames always tick him off every time you say it.

"The nickname you're giving doesn't even make sense" he quizzically said.

"Yes, it does" you defended your stan. He looked at you expectedly, waiting for an answer "It's the Wizard of Oz"

It was quiet for a moment.

"you know what? I'm not gonna argue with your stupid nicknames, stop it with this wizard shit. I'm a sorcerer, there's a deference" You were about to argue but he sounds agitated "Besides, we got some serious pressing matter..." He trailed off, focusing on a book that just automatically flips on its own. It always amazes you how magic could work.

"What is wrong, exactly?" You finally asked. "Someone is trying to make some sort of passage through every multiverse, and it's not just a normal passage, it's a black hole and if created it can potentially-"

"Collapse the space-time continuum.." you pieced out everything, while looking around, not meeting Stephen's eyes. You didn't know what to feel at that moment. Nothing felt right since you woke this morning, maybe that was the reason why.

"We need Dad for this" You picked up your phone from your pocket and dialed your dad's number, it was ringing when suddenly you felt the ground shaking.

"Mr. Strange, what's going on?" Your looked at him wide-eyed, while he tried to do some kind of spell to stop the shaking but it didn't.

You heard your dad's voice on the phone, making you snap out of your focused state "Can't talk right now, sweetheart. I'm currently at the.." your dad's voice became muffled as your eyes landed on a black spot that was currently forming on the ceiling and it was glitching.

Stephen tried to conceal it but to no avail, it only sucked his magic in "Y/n! Get away from here!" He shouted across the room.

"But what about you!?"

"It's not trying to get me, it's trying to get you!" He shouted but this time it was much louder, Tony heard this "Sweetheart what's going on?" He asked worriedly, he could hear the wind blowing loudly on the phone so everything was just muffled.

"dad...I think this is the last time I'm ever gonna be able to talk to you" you finally said after a few beats of silence. Stephen desperately tried to conceal the portal as best as he could to give you the time to run, but even if you could run, it will still suck you up nonetheless.

"What are you talking about?" Tony's voice grew shaky, as he started to put on his suit. "Dad, what I'm seeing right now is stranger than Dr. Strange's name" you chuckled.

Tony paid no mind to his daughter's questionable humor and started to flee from whatever meeting he was in.

"I love you, Dad." He heard Stephen scream your name and then the line ended. Tony's breathing stopped he was utterly blank, if his suit wasn't in control he would have crashed right there and then.

You felt like you'd been tossed around like a ragged doll, with all the blinding colors coming your way. Your stomach churned feeling all your food coming back to your throat.

You screamed for what felt like ages; using your weebs to shoot everywhere, trying to find a wall or anything to stick your weebs with, but found absolutely nothing.

Suddenly you hit the ground rather harshly. You groaned, looking up, the city's blinding lights disturbed your peripheral vision. You had a gut-splitting headache making you wince when you sat up immediately.

"Anak ng- where am I?" (son of a-) You looked around once you adjusted to the familiar yet unfamiliar city. This was New York but not your New York.

You started to panic and started to rephrase the previous events "o-okay, so I got sucked into a black hole- wait aren't I supposed to be dead?" You asked yourself, and then you groaned in embarrassment "I said 'I love you' to Dad, thinking I'm gonna be pulled to shred, god this is so embarrassing!"

"Manhattan! I need to go to Manhattan...maybe the Avenger's Tower is still there." Judging by the place it looked like Brooklyn, you prayed to god that the tower is still there, that your dad is waiting for you to come home.

Before you even got time to swing another portal opened at the other building making you squint your eyes. You saw a silhouette drop gracefully making you feel stupid from earlier.

You swing to that said building but as you came nearer you felt your spidey senses act up. You halted as the person in front of you looked wide-eyed in your direction.

"Who are you?" Her voice was above a whisper, you scrunch your nose.

"what? Speak up, babe"

"I said, who are you?" Her voice became louder, and she sat up from her previous awesome posture and started walking towards you "I'm Gwen Stacy" she said.

"Oh, Y/n Stark" Gwen had her mask on while you didn't "So you're spider woman? I thought I was the only one"

"Me neither" she replied with an airy sigh, looking around her with a sense of familiarity "This is not New York" She looked at you for answers but you were just as confused as she is.

"It is, but different from where you came from" it was silence for a while "What do we do?" She asked.

"We get married and just live here" you proposed as a growing smirk started to form on your lips.

"Give me a better option" she replied almost immediately. You gaped at her "anyone would be so lucky to marry me"

"Unlucky" she corrected "but you barely know me! How could you know" you argued back. "exactly."

She got you with that one. The pair of you started to swing building to building "Where are we-" you dodge a pose "going?" Gwen sighed, she seemed distant but that didn't stop you "I'm going to this academy thing, because that's what my spidey senses want" she shouted through the air so you could hear.

"Your tingly thing? I had one too!" Gwen raised a brow, not replying to the comment as she continued to swing every building.

"You know it's dangerous going around, not wearing a mask, you know that right?" Gwen did a flip through mid-air making you do the same cause you built like that.

"Who needs em? When they got me as their gorgeous sight!" the pair of you continued along your journey to find this so-called academy, although you don't know how both of you can enter but you just left that problem to Gwen.

___

😨

[bjfinn]

PARTNERS

"Beetlejuice"/"Deadbeat"/"School of Rock" crossover

from an idea by @hoodoo12

"Hey, Pac," a voice said -- a gravelly voice that Kevin had hoped he'd never hear again. "How's it going?"

He whirled around, and there stood his nemesis. Beetlejuice. The carny from Hell.

"What the fuck do you want?" Pac growled. "You want a rematch?"

"No! We called a truce after you helped Lydia, remember?" the demon reminded him. "Plus, you're pals with Dewey! You know, me and him are related -- well, probably. My dad might be one of his ancestors! Can you believe it?"

"Wait -- Dewey's a demon? "

Beej shook his head. "Nah -- he's a breather like you. See, my dad was a ghost -- he used to be human. But he died centuries ago. Anyway, he had a family, and Dewey could be one of their descendants! That kinda makes us brothers -- pretty cool, huh?"

"Yeah," Pac agreed.

"Anyway, I was in town visiting him, and since he's gone to work now, I thought I'd come by to see my other old pal."

"Uh, we're not pals," Pac told him. "I don't even like you."

"You will once you get to know me!" Beej said, grinning. "Come on -- whaddya say?"

"I got enough shit going on in my life, thanks," Pac replied.

"Fine! " Beej said, crossing his arms and sulking. "I don't even wanna be friends with you!"

Pac chuckled. "Reverse psychology really isn't your strong suit is it?" He took a deep breath -- I know I'm gonna regret this, he thought. "Okay," he said. "We can give it a try."

"YAAAY! " Beej crowed, throwing his arms around Pac. "I got another friend! "

Pac pushed the demon off. "So what is it you want?"

Beej looked offended. "What, can't a guy just come by to say hi?"

"First time we met, you were squatting in an abandoned hotel and we kicked the crap out of each other," Pac pointed out.

"Yeah, okay," Beej conceded. "But the second time --"

"-- you, me and Dewey kicked the crap out of each other," Pac finished.

"I know," the demon said with a grin. "Good times."

"You're an asshole," Pac told him mildly.

"So are you," Beej replied. "And so is Dewey. We're three of a kind."

Pac snorted a laugh.

"Anyway, I got kind of a business proposition for you."

Pac rolled his eyes. "Here it comes," he said.

"No, wait -- you're gonna like this, I promise! Okay. So you're a medium and I'm a ghost-demon, right? Okay, so ... what if we team up?"

Pac frowned, intrigued despite himself. "Okaaay, go on."

"What if I do the haunting, and you come and kick me out?"

"That's nuts! " Pac protested.

"It's brilliant! " Beej said. "Look, I saw it in a movie once ... I think it was called, uh ..."

" 'The Frighteners'?"

Beej snapped his fingers. "That's it! I knew it'd come to me! I got a mind like a steel trap -- never forget anything, you know." He put an arm around Pac's shoulders. "See, I figure you're always needing money, right? And I gotta keep up my skills -- living with breathers is great, but I'm a demon! I gotta do some serious scaring once in a while, or I'll get rusty.

"So I was thinking you and me puttin' on the occasional show together just makes sense -- I get to brush up on my demon skills now and then, and you get paid to get rid of me. Everybody wins!"

"Except the people we scam."

"They win, too," Beej told him. "They get to live demon-free!"

"But they'd be demon-free if it wasn't for us in the first place," Pac pointed out.

"They don't need to know that," Beej scoffed. "So? Whaddya say?" He stuck out his hand. "You and me -- partners?"

Pac thought about it for a full second before grasping the demon's hand and shaking it. "Partners," he said.

"Yesss!!! " Beej crowed, pumping the air with his fist. Then suddenly he cocked his head as if he'd heard something. "Ah, I gotta go -- school's out, and Dewey'll be back home soon."

"Wait," Pac said. "Shouldn't we work out the details of --"

"I'll be in touch tonight or tomorrow -- I promise." He grinned at Pac. "This is gonna be sooo good! " He grabbed Pac's face in both hands and kissed him full on the lips. "See you later, buddy!" he said, and vanished.

Pac was left wiping his mouth and spitting out the taste of the demon's tongue. "Blech! " he said. "Gaagh! -- What a fuckin' asshole." But he was smiling slightly when he said it. Beej wasn't half as dumb as he looked -- this plan of his just might work.

*****

"Hey, dude!" Beej said when Dewey got home.

"How you doing, Beej?" Dewey asked. "What'd you do today?"

"I went for a walk around the neighbourhood -- figured since my brother lives here, I should get to know the place better," the demon replied. "And I ran into your buddy, Pac."

"You two didn't have another fight, did you?"

"What? No, of course not -- we have a truce now, remember? Anyway, we got talking, and he doesn't seem like such a bad guy."

"Uh ... yeah, well -- that's good," Dewey said. "I'm glad you guys don't hate each other any more. So what did you talk about?"

"Ah, nothing in particular," Beej lied. "You know -- the weather, the economy, whether the Mets or the Yankees is the better team, that kind of thing."

Dewey chuckled. "What do you know about baseball?"

"I know it involves a ball and, uh ... a base."

Dewey held up four fingers.

"Four balls?"

Dewey shook his head.

"Four bases?"

"Wow, you're practically an expert," Dewey told him.

"Thanks," Beej said, completely missing the sarcasm. "Anyway, we're gonna be business partners, me and him."

"You and Pac? Doing what?"

"Oh, you know -- this and that," Beej replied disingenuously.

"Beej," Dewey said, a warning tone in his voice, "what kinda trouble are you getting my buddy into?" He grinned. "And can I get in on it, too?"

*****

"Oh, man!" Dewey exclaimed when Beej had filled him in. "That's brilliant! I wish I'd thought of that!"

Beej beamed. "I know, right? Sometimes I even surprise myself!"

Dewey reached for the phone. "I gotta call Pac -- the three of us've gotta get together asap and get this started."

"Hey, Pac," he said when Kevin answered.

"Dewey! Man, I was just gonna call you! Beej came by to see me before, and --"

"Yeah, he told me all about it," Dewey said. "That's why I'm calling -- I'm in."

"That's great!" Pac replied. "But, uh ... what'll you be doing, exactly?"

"That's what we gotta talk about -- the three of us need to get together to work out the details. You doing anything tonight?"

"Well, I was gonna work on my plan to end world hunger," Pac said, tongue planted firmly in cheek. "But I guess that can wait -- this is way more important."

"Great! We'll be there in --"

Beej flicked his hand.

"-- ten minutes." But they'd already materialised in Pac's living room.

"Holy fuck! " Pac gasped in shock.

"Beej! " Dewey exclaimed. "What did I tell you about doing that kinda thing?"

"You said you wanted us to get together asap."

"Yeah, but you're, uh ... supposed to give me a heads up first!"

"I woulda liked one, too!" Pac chimed in. "You tryna give me a heart attack?"

"Sorry for tryna help!" Beej shot back. The two humans glared at him, and after a moment he looked down at the floor. "Sorry," he said contritely.

"Man," Pac said. "I need a hit." He looked at Dewey. "Wanna join?"

"Sounds like a plan."

Pac got his stash out of the freezer, and started rolling. "You want one, Beej?"

"Nah," Beej said. "That stuff has no effect on me. Half ghost-half demon, remember?"

"Too bad," Pac said. "Oh, wait a minute! I got some oregano."

"Oregano?" Dewey and Beej chorused.

"Yeah, man -- ghosts can get a buzz if they smoke it. One time me and my buddy Roofie got a ghost high by smoking oregano and blowing it at him."

"You're joking!" Dewey said, laughing.

"I swear to God!" Pac told him. "Funniest shit I've seen in ages!"

"Well, hook him up and let's get this party started!"

Pac got the jar of oregano, rolled a "ghost joint" and handed it to the demon, and then he handed Dewey one of the two regular joints. He took his lighter out of his pocket.

"I got this," Beej said, and snapped his fingers, a flame appearing on the tip of his index. He lit Pac's joint, then Dewey's, and finally his own.

"Pretty cool," Pac said.

Beej watched intently as the other two took a drag on their joints, and then he tried, mimicking them as best he could. He inhaled deeply, and his eyes flew open in surprise at the sensation.

"You okay, buddy?" Dewey asked.

Beej nodded, his cheeks puffed out as he held his breath, fighting the urge to cough. His gaze shifted from Dewey to Pac and back again, waiting for one of them to tell him when he should exhale.

Finally Dewey realised what was happening. "Okay, Beej," he said, "I think that's long enough -- you can let it out now."

Beej blew out the smoke in a long, loud sigh and coughed a couple of times.

"Woahhh!" he said softly, his eyes crossing.

"You okay there, bud?" Dewey asked.

Beej turned his head to look at him -- it wobbled slightly as he did, and his gaze was unfocussed. "Pfft! " he scoffed. "Takes more'n one drag to get me high!"

"Riiight," Dewey said, grinning. "Hey," he said to Pac, "I saw you on that new talk show the other day. Pretty cool, man."

"Yeah, it was kinda fun -- Jimmy Pop's a decent guy."

Dewey nodded. "I always liked him -- his show 'Pop Goes the Night' was really good."

"Yeah -- until he went nuts and threw himself at Alex Brightman."

Dewey laughed. "It was like watching a pro wrestling match! I nearly pissed myself laughing -- but I still felt bad. For both of them. So Jimmy's doing okay now?"

"Yeah. He said he's going to therapy three times a week, and he's got a shit-ton of meds, but he's getting better."

"Good," Dewey said.

"He asked me if I wanted to grab a couple of beers with him sometime -- I gave him my number."

"No shit!"

"Yeah, I think he's kinda lonely -- I don't think he has many friends."

"Hey," Beej said, "I got an idea -- how 'bout you introduce us to him? I like making friends."

Pac laughed. "No offence, Beej, but that'd probably send him right back to Bellevue!" He shook his head. "I think he's still a little too, uh ... fragile to deal with meeting you. Maybe later on. When he's better."

"Yeah, okay," the demon said morosely. "You're probably right."

"I'm hungry," Pac said. "You guys wanna order pizza? With everything?"

"Double everything," Dewey replied.

"Triple everything," Beej corrected. The other two looked at him. "What?" he asked. "There's three of us!"

Dewey and Pac both guffawed. Beej, clueless, joined in anyway -- he was just glad he could make them laugh.

"You're on!" Pac said once he was able to breathe again. He picked up the receiver and dialled.

"Giuseppe's Pizza," said the voice on the other end.

"Yes, hello -- is this Giuseppe's Pizza? I'd like to order an extra --"

Dewey held up three fingers.

"-- uh, I mean three extra-large pizzas with triple everything." There was a pause. "Yeah, triple," he said. "And an order of garlic bread -- no, make it three orders."

Dewey and Beej started snickering.

"That's right." Pac gave the pizza guy his address. "Okay, great -- thanks." He hung up and the three of them burst out laughing again.

"Ah, shit," Dewey said. "We forgot to get drinks!"

"I got beer in the fridge," Pac told him. "You know, before the food gets here we should talk about our new business venture -- I mean, me and Beej know what parts we're gonna play, and I love havin' you in on it with us but what are you gonna be doing?" He looked at his friend.

"Uh ... I could maybe be your assistant?"

"Okay," Pac replied, nodding thoughtfully. "Yeah, that sounds good."

"Oh! I know!" Beej exclaimed. "He can make sure that you're the one they call! Kinda like a ... a ... what's the word?"

"A shill?" Dewey offered.

Beej grinned, tapped the side of his nose and pointed at his buddy. The three of them started laughing once more.

"Okay," Pac said. "How are we gonna do this?"

*****

By the time the pizzas arrived, they'd worked out the rough details -- Dewey would scout out locations and, once Beej started making his presence known, he'd get the word out that Pac was the best person to call for help.

"I'll be sure to remind 'em that Ghostbusters, Inc is too expensive, and their methods tend to result in serious property damage," he said. "And that they tend to make things a helluva lot worse before it gets better."

Pac nodded -- their main competition was very good, but over the years they'd caused several million dollars worth of damage -- and they tended to attract a lot of media attention. "Didn't their first job result in, like, thousands of spirits descending on New York? Nearly destroyed the city, as I remember."

"Yeah," Dewey confirmed. "The Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade Incident."

"Wait, what?" Beej said. "I didn't hear about that -- what happened?"

Dewey and Pac took turns telling him about the now-infamous near disaster that almost turned New York into a portal to Hell, culminating in the spirit-possession of the Sta-Puff Marshmallow Man balloon.

"I woulda liked to see that! " Beej exclaimed.

"Hey, there's only one slice left," Dewey noted.

"The last slice," Beej said.

"From the last pizza," Pac added.

The three of them looked at each other through narrowed eyes, each glancing from one to the other and back again.

The three of them grabbed for it at the same time. Dewey got it first, but Pac snatched it from him, and instantly the other two were chasing him around the room. Beej launched himself at Pac and they crashed to the floor. Pac got the demon in a headlock, trying to keep him away from the pizza, which had fallen face-up (thankfully) on the floor; Beej, meanwhile, was kicking his feet to keep Dewey away from it. Dewey responded by sitting on Beej's belly.

"We're brothers! " Beej protested.

"It's pizza! " Dewey shot back. He reached back to get the slice, but couldn't quite reach. "Ah, come on! " he yelled at the pizza.

Pac, by now, was laughing so hard at Dewey's frustration that he let go of Beej. The demon rolled off him, unseating Dewey and accidentally elbowing Pac in the nuts, and Pac doubled over.

"You sonofabitch! Owww! " Pac moaned through his laughter, clutching his bruised boys.

At that, Dewey and Beej both dissolved into gales of laughter. They helped Pac up and dusted him off, and Dewey clapped him on the back. "I think you earned the last piece," he said.

"It fell on the floor!"

"I know -- that's why you earned it," Dewey grinned.

"I'm not eating it!"

"I'll eat it," Beej offered. The two of them looked at him. "What?" he said. "I'm a demon! You think a little bit of dirt is gonna bother me? "

"Tell you what I think," Dewey said. "I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."

[vendetta06]

the first night of the tour in portland was sooo full of love. we’re not from the area, so we didn’t expect people to know us like how people in LA do. we had even prepared to start from scratch at making some buzz here as we’re outsiders. but the crowd exceeded beyond expectations. 3 people had traveled cross country to see us, one from west virginia and the other 2 from idaho. those 2 people are following along to EVERY single tour date. we had people who knew us from our old band name who had been following us for 6 years, people came in homemade fangbanger merch, we had people singing along to the songs. not to mention the lineup was STACKED. everyone was so talented and cool, we were so honored to play with them! billy and the kidz are an energetic glam rock band. shadowlands is a goth darkwave band with spooky synths. shadowlands actually donated their ticket sales to us (even after us PROTESTING not to) because they said they knew how hard it is to be on the road. today we traveled to seattle, getting mentally prepared for our show in everett tomorrow. I just showered and saw dirt going down the drain. life is good

[horseshoegirl]

Sooo... DTDT

Unfortunately, there is no update tonight for DTDT as family unexpectedly came over for dinner for Labour Day, but I will share a little bit more of what I've written for Jake and Liz!

I think Tuesday (tomorrow) will be post day so look for an update after 5 EST!

“So let me be honest with you now before I don’t have the chance to,” he said, squeezing your hands tight once. "I'm in love with you, Elizabeth Beck."

A strangled sob tore out of your throat, attempting to pull your hands out of Jake's.  He was quicker, tugging you forward into his chest. You were too weak to protest, allowing yourself to be pulled towards him. 

"No, you're not running from this, darlin'," he shushed you, arms encasing themselves around your waist, preventing you from escaping. "Not this time."

You couldn't do anything but cup your face in your hands, pressing yourself against his chest and sobbing. Tilting his head down, he whispered gently against your ear, "I'm not saying it to hear it back. I'm telling you so you never doubt that I do."

[candied-nyam]

Consider: free use either direction on alternating days of the week

i think this would be really fun but specifically because i'm the type who's always like "what day is it again?" and i would definitely get mixed up and think i have free use on the wrong day. like id start groping them under their clothes and they'd probably be kinda confused but play along at first because it's not like they don't enjoy it. but when i tell them to take their pants off theyd just start laughing and say "i'm not doing that."

obviously i'd be a bit caught off guard in the face of their "bratting", but still try to maintain a dommy attitude and ask them why not, only for them to respond with "sweetheart, you're cute, but i think you're forgetting todays MY day to use you." id start to realize the situation i've gotten myself into, but before i can try to step away and disengage id feel them gently put their hand on my hip, their fingers teasingly grazing down my outer thigh. they'd have me trapped with just the gentle reminder that as per the rules of our game, im not allowed to run.

"buuuut, since you obviously want me to play with you sooo badly, i'll make you feel good <3 now strip." id stifle a whimper, but still obey, ignoring the embarrassed throbbing of my cunt as they watch with smug satisfaction "good! aand up! sit on the counter for me." they'd nod towards the counter but id freeze, knowing full well that when they go down on me, they like to go for hours, deriving nothing but pleasure from holding me down and overstimming me until i'm whimpering and crying with my hands in their hair that it's too much. "don't make me say it again puppy, you know how this works. up." and sure enough, id let out a defeated groan and lift myself to sit on the counter, spreading my legs before they can ask. "awww look at you, i didn't even ask you to present but here you are showing off your slick boycunt for me! see~ even if you protest and act all shy i know how much you really like this. don't worry, my little mouthtoy and i are gonna have just as much fun as we always do, so be a good toy and take it, ok? you'll have your chance to pretend to be dommy tomorrow <3"

[bookishzelda]

Whumpril Day 1: Limp

Sooo… I guess I’m participating in Whumpril this year! I’m definitely not expecting to finish one every day, but I thought it would be fun to do a few here and there. I plan for them all to be Zelda themed, as it’s my first love fandom that I always come back to— and there’s just so much whump potential in the series!

Also I haven’t written fanfic in a hot minute so please go easy on me lol

Whumpril Day 1: Limp

Ocarina of Time Link X Malon; hurt/comfort

Malon shook out another towel and folded it as she looked out the window at her husband. She sighed mentally as she watched him struggle to carry a bale of hay from the field into the barn. Link was just so stubborn.

Malon had insisted since the day they got married that she could handle the farm chores, considering his bad limp from his battle with Ganon years ago. He always waved her concerns off, reminding her that he had had way worse (which was true) and that his role as a protector didn’t stop just because Hyrule was safe. Malon always argued with him but always ended up losing somehow. She may have been stubborn, but she was no match for the pride of the Hero of Time.

Usually they split the chores, with Link taking care of the animals and Malon keeping up most of the other parts of the ranch, but now that they had a baby on the way, Link had gone into ultra-protective mode. He insisted on keeping her from any manual labor, and although Malon tried to protest, she was secretly grateful for the reprieve while she faced the trials of pregnancy.

However, Link’s limp had been getting worse lately and it was even harder for him to keep up on the ranch.

Looking back out at her husband, she saw that he was now lugging a giant canister of Lon Lon milk, the bulk of the object exaggerating the way that he favored his left leg. He looked up and smiled when he met her eyes. She waved at him, glad that he didn’t seem to be in pain.

As she looked back down at her laundry, humming to herself, she heard a sudden crash from outside. Snapping her head up to look out the window, she bolted outside to find Link on the ground, and the canister on its side, gushing milk.

“Link, what happened?” Malon exclaimed, kneeling beside him. “Are you all right?”

“The milk,” Link said through gritted teeth, trying to stand the canister upright.

“Forget the milk!” Malon said, though she did stand it back up. “Are you okay?”

“I… yeah,” Link replied. “I just… my leg gave out. I don’t know what happened.” He gasped as he shifted his position, and Malon put a hand on his arm.

“It’s okay, darling. See, this is why I don’t want you doing all this. I know you’re tough and you want to do everything for me, but you’re pushing yourself too hard. You need to go easy on yourself.” Her voice was gentle as always but her chiding words made Link nod in defeat. “If you’re hurt, you can’t help me at all.” She stood up and wrung some milk from her skirt before reaching out to Link.

Link took her hand and pulled himself up, but when he shifted his weight to his right leg he sucked in a breath through his teeth. Malon didn’t hesitate to pull him to her side, letting him lean against her for support.

“I’m sorry, Malon,” he whispered as he leaned his weight into her and took a shaky step.

Malon kissed his cheek. “Don’t worry about it, my love. I keep telling you, you don’t have to do this on your own.” She helped him inside and into a chair, her heart aching when she saw the way he winced as he sat down. “Have all the animals been fed?”

He shook his head. “I can do it later. I just need a few minutes and then….”

Malon cut him off. “No, Link, I’ll do it. Working with the animals for one day won’t kill me. And tomorrow, I’m going to see if we can hire someone out in Castle Town.”

“No, Malon, I can still do it,” Link protested.

“I know you can. But with help. We’ll be busy with the baby soon, and I don’t want to have to worry about you. Don’t worry, just remember,” she said, kissing the top of Link’s head. “You’re still my hero.”