#sorry i should’ve specified omg

[dipperscavern]

hi dip, I was re-reading your nsfw alphabet for Robb–BARKBARKBARK ARK—sorry….and I was wondering, I know you said a no no for him in ur opinion is slapping/hitting but what about a little slap ass every here and again (spanking)?

HII!! YES OMG i think robb BARK BARK BARK VAKR down girl — i think he is majorly guilty of slapping your ass during sex 💯 i’d say during passing too but he’s more of the type to grope me thinks EEEEEEE

[aernx]

꒰ 💭 ꒱ OH, NIKI YOU’RE SO FINE! ˖ ⌨︎ ⁩◞❪니키❫

— 20 ! your biggest supporter 💬

ærin’s extra : can’t believe we’re halfway thru omg

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📍 archery field, after school

With an aspirated sigh, you dropped your bow to the chair gently, replacing your once occupied grasp with a bottle of water instead.

“Nice shot Sunoo!” You cheered for your friend from a distance, lifting both your thumbs as he hit the bullseye right in the middle.

“Guys come over here! We’ll have a bit of evaluation before dismissal.” Your coach instructed.

It was an understatement to say that your arms hurt. Because gosh it felt like your arms were going to betray you and dropped to the ground or something.

You looked at your backpack with a heavy sigh, taking in the weight down to your shoulders before leaving the archery field through the gates.

But just as you were walking towards the gates, you noticed a familiar figure. With body perched slightly against gate and his head down, you almost fail to identify the mysterious person.

“Riki? What are you doing?” Upon hearing his name, Riki snapped his head upwards in a quick motion as if he was shocked. His eyes widening a bit before returning back to its default size after he looked down to see your familiar features.

“Oh Yn, hey.” He put his phone down, alerting all his attention unto you. You sensed the way ge looked at you with a certain gaze, one that you cannot specify. Why was he looking at you like that? Why did he look at you with such…interest? And why was it making your heart beat harder?

But amidst all that You looked at him with a suspicious glance, ignoring the little caterpillars wiggling inside your stomach. You both ended up in a little staring contest before you feel a smile creeping into your lips. “Did you personally came here to…watch me?”

Riki’s cheeks turned into hues of red, looking down in embarrassment as he was caught red handed. “Yeah, basket practice ended early and when I was walking back, I noticed you guys were still here so…” He stopped for awhile before continuing with a silent whisper. “You were amazing.”

“Huh? Sorry?”

“I watched you practice and you were amazing, Yn. Your posture was perfect, your movements were smooth, and the arrows were shot so beautifully.”

You were taken aback by his compliment. (And also by the fact that he went down to watch you and waited for you when he could’ve just gotten home.)

The caterpillars that once were squirming in your stomach has now grown to adult butterflies, fluttering it’s wings harshly as it swarms all over the edges of your stomach.

Sure you’ve gotten lots of compliments before and sure you appreciated them. But somehow, hearing them from Riki felt…different? There was like a different sensation through it, a certain euphoria that cascaded through his words to your heart.

It’s been almost three months since the typo incident and two months since the arcade ‘date’. You didn’t know why but everything felt so right with how close you’ve gotten. “I-uh Riki, you really shouldn’t have waited for me. You should’ve take that extra time to rest-“

“No Yn!-uhm, I wanted to wait for you. And you know, I think archery is a very interesting sport as I hear so much about it from Sunoo, but the fact that you mastered it and made it look so easy is so fascinating. Just know you’ll definitely do great in the competition.” His eyes burned into yours with flaming passion as he genuinely believed that you will do great.

“Also I was wondering…maybe you can teach me sometimes?” His hand rubbed the back of his neck slowly. A nervous smile graced his lips as he maintained an unwavering eye contact with you.

“Thank you so much, your words mean so much to me. I’m far from perfect, but of course, I’ll teach you, Ki.” Feeling that you can’t contain your smile any longer, you grinned up to him with a wide smile. Taking notice of how his visage bloomed once more due to the nickname you gave him.

“Oh! I almost forgot. Let me drive you home, yeah? I just got my driver’s license!” Riki fished his car keys from his pocket, dangling them in the air quickly before displaying his hand for you to take. Your eyes shifted to his awaiting palm for a few seconds before chuckling lightly and placing your hand in his as he led you to his car.

“You know…I don’t just teach anyone archery…” You trailed off, hands still intwined as you both made your way to the parking lot.

“But I’m not exactly anyone, am I?” Riki thoughtfully hummed. I like you, Yn.

“Really? Then what are you?” You squinted your eyes at the boy.

Your future boyfriend. “Your biggest supporter.” He replied, a soft smile embracing his features. I like you, my lady, haven’t you noticed?

Unbeknownst to the two, Sunoo has been watching from afar, smiling eye to eye as he took a quick picture of both of you to send to the group chat.

OH, NIKI YOU’RE SO FINE! — CHP TWENTY

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aerin’s notes ☆

everything feels so right rn…maybe too right 🤔 (i hope it isn’t cringy or sum 😭)

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[wrathofrats]

Hiii you're the first person I've ever sent an ask so sorry if it's weird, but I have a request (if it's okay of course)

Could you do some swissdew? I don't see much writing of it and it makes me a bit sad

It's okay if not! Just wanted to know :)

-🌟

Omg??? No you’re not weird at all I love getting requests, in fact I’m naming you ur star anon now I hope you’re excited

Honestly it’s a bit funny that you say you don’t see any Swissdew because they used to be extremely popular! (Honestly tbh I haven’t seen them a lot recently?? Idk!!) They were my first fav ship when I joined the fandom lmao

Before I start rambling here’s some other Swissdew pieces I’ve done if you’re looking for more

(Swiss dew angst series)(breath play and being weird about paint)(dom drop after care)(forcefem)

This is weird and strange as I usually am, you didnt specify on nsfwness but most people come here for porn, if however that’s not what you wanted feel free to send me another ask!!

Uhhh basically short and sweet Swissdew and by sweet I mean finger sucking and stupidification

“Swiss, fucking move already please”

Dew felt like he had been laying there for hours with Swiss looming over top of him. The false sense of security brought on by his sweet words and gentle touch has long since faded into something dew could only really describe as torture.

“See? Now you’re learning to ask nicely, it’s getting hard to keep fighting huh?” Swiss coos

“No, it fucking hurts asshat”

“Must not hurt bad enough since you’re still being a brat”

Dews cock sat hard and sensitive against his stomach. Pre had dribbled along his torso, leaving a sticky mess that only added to his discomfort. His brain no longer felt fuzzy, as it did when Swiss finally got his cock in him after what seemed like endless prep that was mostly just Swiss playing with dew as he pleased. It felt sharp, electric and on edge, every slight jostle making him gasp in false anticipation.

“I’ve been good, I haven’t moved at all” dew pleads.

“You also haven’t shut up, probably should’ve just gagged you before we started”

Swiss moves his hands along dews body, a teasing nail tracing along his skin up to his neck. “Think you probably want to be gagged though, right? Too desperate for your own good?”

“No, I want you to fuck me already” dew whines and squirms from the uncomfortable position on the bed.

“Oh I don’t think you know what you want, don’t think you’re smart enough to make your own decisions like this since you keep talking” Swiss rubs his hand along the column of dews throat, thumbing at his chin to pry it open.

Dew attempts to mumble something incoherent around his mouth being forced open, eyes staring up at Swiss in confusion. He doesn’t make an effort to close it, waiting for his next move as saliva pools in his mouth.

“That right baby? Just get too stupid to make good choices when you’ve got a cock in you” Swiss’s tone alone has dews cheeks heating up, cock twitching on his abdomen. Two fingers slide past his lips smearing the saliva over them and down his chin.

“See, you’re already calming down, just had to get a couple fingers in your mouth didn’t I? Drool that pesky little brain out”

Dew whimpers in response as Swiss pets over his tongue, sliding the two digits in and out past his lips. He feel docile, the fuzzy feeling in his brain creeping back in around the edges

“There’s my good boy” Swiss smiles

[pherson-of-the-year]

omg i should’ve specified i meant the green shorts phil wore to m&g and in the married life tiktok 😭 my bad

I figured you’d meant the ones we saw Dan wear cause I always assume the gayest option, sorry I picked the wrong ones lol

[tarotbyjam24]

Heyhey jam, this is my feedback for my ask that you answered 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ you were so quick with it omg 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️ thanks for that 🫂🫂

starting off I should’ve specified I wanted it for a male partner lmao sorry about that 🥴 apart from that, one of the pictures you showed of the dark skinned guy in a white coat and slicked back hair is exactly the same picture that came up when I did another reading regarding my next romantic partners physical appearance.

The other pictures made it feel super vague tho and just confused me cause there was a pretty wide variety of features and everything, but that was probably cause I didn’t specify which gender I want it for.

Thanks so much for answering 🫶🏼🫶🏼

Tysm for the feedback<3 🌷🤍, also I apologise for the misunderstanding in the dms 😅

[cindol]

wait is it a selfship or can it be y/n

JDHJ SO SORRY FOR THE QUESTIONS LOVE YU DOE

OMG I SHOULD’VE SPECIFIED THIS WAY MORE

Yes yes the event is a selfship event!!!! I’m gonna put that in rules actually 😭😭😭 you can still have y/n as the name though if you like

[maximotts]

Hello I made that gifs on Ingrid goes west. I started making gifs around March this year and by the time it was IGW's turn I didn't know how to properly make them lighter yet. I'm so sorry about that it honestly kills me😭😭

Oh no no sweetheart you’re fine!! I meant in the actual movie haha, my friends and I rewatched that movie last night and we were talking about that scene and her outfit bc it’s just a DARK lighting scenario!

I loved your gifset tbh, I keep going back to look at it, I adore that movie and I wish there were more IGW sets so thank you for making it 💕💕💕

[xcalciumx]

In the Kitchen | Various! Genshin men x Reader

Word count | 2.2k

Warnings | None. just fluff, food and bad writing

Summary | what happens when you want to cook with your beloved? A lot, apparently. 

Characters | Childe, Xiao, Itto, Alhaitham and Tighnari

A/n | Please feel free to send me requests for any characters you like! This is my first time doing one of these, so feedback in any form is always welcome! ♡

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Childe

Safe to say, his Codename is acutely accurate. Everything started off okay. Childe went to get seafood from Liyue’s dockyards while you scoured the mountains for some fresh herbs and flowers to put into the soup. At the time, he seemed happy to help with making the dish; maybe he even felt reminiscent of his mothers cooking back in Snezhnaya. However, when you both returned to the house, it became clear that this would be no easy task. 

“Childe, put that knife down!”

“What do you mean? We need it to cut up the crab!” 

You grumbled to yourself, turning to glare at the harbinger. 

“I already did that when you went to chase after those slimes you saw earlier!”

“Huh! What’s wrong with that?” Childe was now the one glaring at you. “They looked at me funny, ya know!” He crossed his arms, pouting like a petulant child. Groaning, you just turned back to the stove, continuing to stir the Calla Lily Seafood Soup. You should’ve known that this would be disastrous. Childe was - after all - more into slashing and dicing his victims than he was slashing and dicing vegetables. As you continued to ignore the man, you could hear him moving behind you, clattering pots and plates. After a second, the noise ceased and his footsteps approached you from behind.

“What now?” You sulked, dipping a finger in the soup to taste. It was silent before a grinning face appeared, sidling up against your body and wrapping a slender arm around your waist. 

“Sorry зайка,” Childe cooed. “Surely you’ll forgive me.” As he said this, he placed two plates on the bench next to the stove. You just stared. Blinked. Then stared some more. Turning your head slowly, you watched as Childe continued to show you a big, triumphant smile. He even had the nerve to lean in and place an obnoxiously loud kiss on your cheek, eyes twinkling as he leant back. This man was too much (and not in a good way). 

“Childe,” you began quietly. “WHY WOULD WE NEED PLATES FOR SOUP?!” 

Зайка = Bunny

Xiao

I think it goes without saying that Xiao isn’t the cooking type. I mean, the dude doesn’t even need to eat food. So, how is it that you got him into the kitchen at Wangshu Inn, begrudgingly cooking with you (or well, watching as you cooked)?

 It was quite simple actually, you lured him in. 

It started with saying his name. 

“Xiao.” 

He showed up straight away. From there all you had to do was convince him of a super dangerous threat down in the kitchen. Did you specify what this threat was? No. Did you provide any context beyond ‘omg scary monster help’? No. Did you convince Xiao to follow you down to the kitchen? No.

Okay, so maybe it wasn’t so simple and you weren’t able to trick the adepti the first time around. So what? You had a backup plan! The plan started with getting Smiley to cook up some almond tofu and leave it on the main floor of the inn. From there, Xiao would be lured down from the upper floors, seeking out the scent.

Verr Goldet was a crafty woman, and maybe a lot better at telling lies than you were. So, when she caught the Yaksha trying to pinch the Almond tofu and make a run for it, she quickly stopped him. 

“Xiao! Y/n has been looking for you.” Xiao paused in his retreat and looked silently at the owner to go on. “She went that way, towards the kitchens.” Verr pointed down the stairs. “She looked pretty upset.” 

Was it bad to trick your boyfriend into thinking you were in distress and needed help? Maybe. But it was for his own good. He needed to relax once in a while, and with his karmic debt always lingering, you thought some relief was long overdue. 

When Xiao came down to the kitchen in search of you, he couldn’t see you anywhere. However, being an adepti with extremely keen senses meant that it wasn’t hard to distinguish where you were. Due to this, it came as no surprise when you jumped out at him, trying to tackle him to the ground. The problem with this was that Xiao’s kind of a really strong, battle-hardened warrior and all you managed to do was wrap your arms around him before he easily picked you up in his arms, staring at you like a disappointed mother. 

“Xiao!” You groaned, wiggling around in his grip. “Please! We can cook some almond tofu together.” He had half a mind to teleport upstairs, tuck you into your bed and leave - but when he saw the pleading look in your eyes and heard the excited lilt in your voice, he couldn’t help but concede. 

“Fine.” He grumbled, hugging you closer. “But I’m not doing anything.” 

Itto

Itto was overjoyed at the thought of spending more time with you. As everyone knew, Itto was lacking in the brain department but made up for it with his unruly excitement and positivity. Itto was also… a big boy. You learnt that if you add big, dumb and energetic together you get chaos. The oni couldn’t help but accidentally knock ingredients off of benches, burn his hands on scorching pans and unintentionally muscle you out of the way whenever he wanted to see what you were working on. Not to mention, this man never stopped talking. Like, never. 

“Hey, maybe we get my buddy Thoma to help. He’s awesome at cooking!” 

“Mhm, maybe another day. I think Thoma’s busy today.” Itto groaned and continued to roll (more so squish) batter between his hands. It became clear to you that maybe, just maybe, Itto was a little bit bored. Next thing you know, he had come up with a different idea.

“What about the Kamisato dude? We could do some onikabuto races while you cook, and then the winner will eat the yummy food!” You paused in the middle of mixing some dry ingredients.

“If you lose Itto, hon, then you won’t be able to have any yakisoba.” The oni didn’t falter at this. Rather, he puffed up his chest and flexed his muscles as if they would help him in bug racing.

“See these guns, baby? Itto-numero-uno-Arataki ain’t losin’ today and that’s a guarantee!”

Smiling at your boyfriend and the fact that you don’t think he has ever won an onikabuto race in his life you said, “M’kay, head around to the Kamisato estate then. Maybe Ayato will have some time to spare.” He grinned at this and didn’t need to be told twice before scurrying out the door. Watching his retreating figure, you just laughed to yourself - a pretty clear idea of what was about to happen. 

“Baby pleaaaase, I’m starving! I’m dying!” You shook your head, hand on hip as you dished up a plate for the guest.

“You and Ayato made a deal, Itto. It’s not my place to break that agreement.” 

“But - but! I had ‘im on the ropes baby! I did! If Mr Big-Man-Awesome jr. hadn’t gotten tired than I for suresyz would have won!” 

You rolled your eyes, setting the plate down in front of Ayato. He nodded his thanks and started eating as you sighed. 

“Well Itto,” you said in a mock-angry voice. “I’ll let you have some this time. But if you lose again, then I won’t be as kind.” 

Legit tears seemed to stream from Itto’s eyes as he wrapped you in a bone-crushing hug. 

“Yes ma’am, yes ma’am! I won’t lose again, I know it!” 

A smile quirked your lips as you squeezed out of his embrace, knowing that Itto probably would lose again. 

Many, many times.

Alhaitham

Alhaitham is certainly a very composed man. Even as his significant other, there are times when you swear there is no soul behind those beautiful eyes of his. However, what people don’t realise is that Alhaitham just has a very low-key way of showing his love. Besides being an absolute daddy

So, when you asked the scribe to help you cook dinner one night, he digressed from his usual stoic nature and actually entertained your idea. 

However, that’s about as far as you got. 

“‘Haitham, what should we make exactly?” You asked, clinging onto his arm as you led the way to the kitchen. 

He sighed, “Whatever will keep us fed and alive, dear. Food is simply a necessity for survival, after all.” 

At that, you scrunched up your nose and sent a dirty look at your snowy-haired love.

“Nooo,” you groaned at him. “Food is a luxury and a privilege, which we should make the most out of…” You trailed off, spotting one of your recipe books wide open on the kitchen bench. Last you remembered, you hadn't left it there. The only other person in the house with access to it was Alhaitham and you didn’t often see him in the kitchen.  

“Huh,” you muttered, walking over to take a better look at the page. In a flash, Alhaitham was already striding past you, picking up the heavy cookbook and snapping it shut. Your mouth dropped open and the corner of his lips lifted ever so slightly. You pointed an accusatory finger in his direction. “What in Tevyat was that about?”

Alhaitham shuffled in place for a second, eyes darting around. It was strange. It was almost as if he was… lost for words. Quickly though, he regained his composure and cleared his throat.

“It was in our way, so I was just going to put it back in its spot.” He smiled a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes and you shot him a suspicious look. Reluctantly, you nodded your head and dropped the subject. 

“Well anyways,” you spoke up, watching as he placed the book into one of the cupboards. “I was thinking of making that pani puri dish. Then, we can make a charcoal cake or something for dessert.” Alhaitham easily agreed, seeming content with what you had said. Humming to yourself, you asked him to fetch some veggies from the garden - watching closely as he left.

 Little did he know that you had everything you needed already.

 Checking to make sure he was gone, you snuck over to the same cupboard and pulled out the cookbook. “Which page, which page?” You mused to yourself. 

“Aha!” There, stuck through the pages of the book was an intricate, green leaf-textured bookmark - leading you exactly where you wanted to go. You slapped the book down on the bench and flipped open to the marked chapter. What you saw there was… confusing. 

“Invigorating… kitty meal?” A quiet noise from behind you made you turn to see Alhaitham standing in the doorway. The red hue on his cheeks rivalled that of the singular radish in his hands. He quickly turned on his heel and you could only watch as he disappeared back out the door.

Kitty meal, huh? Seems like you just learnt something new about your boyfriend today. 

Tighnari

When Tighnari invited you to make his infamous Mushroom HodgePodge with him, you were ecstatic. People (namely Collei) had really hyped up the forest watcher's cooking skills and you couldn’t wait to see him in action yourself - maybe even learn a few things. But what you weren’t expecting was this esteemed mushroom dish to be just that. Just… mushrooms. They weren’t cooked in any grand way or seasoned with the fine herbs of the forest. No, the dish was just some cut-up mushrooms: mushrooms on a leaf for that matter. Now of course you wouldn’t express this to your beloved Tighnari (he seemed genuinely excited) but doubts definitely lingered in the back of your mind. 

“Now,” Tighnari spoke, watching as you sat at the table with the steaming dish in front of you. “Allow me to tell you about the components of this dish that make it so delicious.” First, he pointed at the yellow mushroom. 

“These are starshrooms, a common delicacy among the Sumeru people. In fact, one of the forest watchers sourced these from around Ardravi Valley earlier this week. Something about that place makes them grow and develop rich, smoky tastes. Go on, try it.”

You smiled, always happy when Tighnari shared his passions with you. It was a known fact that he could talk about the flora of the forest for hours on end, but it was just one of the things you loved about him.

Taking a bite of the starshroom, your brows shot up in surprise. 

“Holy moly, mmph, dis’ess good!” You couldn’t help but exclaim as you stuffed more into your mouth, trying to talk but looking like a chipmunk instead. Tighnari beamed, his tail slowly starting to swish behind him. When he noticed, he quickly grabbed onto it, a pretty blush covering his face. 

Coughing, he continued to explain the next part. 

“So, this is the rukkhashava mushrooms, they tend to be a bit rarer - however, we forest watchers can get our hands on them pretty easy, y’know?” You didn’t even let him finish, digging into the next mushroom on your plate. You could see the pleased look in his eyes at your eagerness and the slightest twitch of his ears as he continued to ramble about the mushroom's temperate conditions. You nodded along, ready to devour the last mushrooms on the plate.

In the meantime though, you were happy just to watch your lovely forest watcher talk animatedly, his tail unknowingly swaying back and forth behind him once again.

[danses-with-dogmeat]

It says requests are closed, but the post w/ ‘Sole that can’t handle softness’ said “ask if you want to see anyone else” and I was hoping it’s okay to ask if Gage could be added, if you have the time. He’s my favorite grumpy trash guy and I love how you’ve written him in the past. I get stupid excited when he shows up. If not, that’s completely understandable and this can just be a friendly reminder you’re awesome and I love your work! Your version of Deacon is probably one of my favorite flavors amongst the fandom. Thanks for all the wonderful fic <3

Oh yes! I probably need to make a post specifying this lol, but I'll take "add ons" to existing posts of mine when requests are closed, I just won't accept brand new requests. Sorry for the confusion, but thank you for being cognizant of my request status! ❤😊 And for allowing me to clarify 😅

But yes, I DEFINITELY can add Gage 😁 (and I'll add him to the FO4 Companions React to a Sole who Can't Handle Softness post as well, so you can find him on the masterlist!)

Gosh, the more I write for Gage, the more I just love him. I want to play the DLC SO bad so I can actually "meet" him, but alas, time and money I don't have lol. And omg, thank you for your feedback on Deacon 😭 "favorite flavor" had me laughing.

I hope you enjoy!! <3

Gage:

Can’t Sole see that this shit just frustrates him?

It might’ve been fun at first, this whole “playing hard to get” shit. The way they wouldn’t meet his gaze, how they make it seem like they crave his touch, and then suddenly pull away, how they look so damn nervous around him at times. It was a nice sort of challenge at first, a change in pace from the brutal, fearless Overboss he knew in public, but now he was gettin' sick of it.

If they were trying to get him even more riled up with the way they kept teasing him and acting all hesitant and meek, all this playing hard to get, it was fucking working, but then let him act on it, you know? Or else, what’s the point? What the hell do they get out of it, just teasing him and then leaving him all hot and frustrated? If it was a joke, or some sort of payback for some shit he’s done, that’s fine. He probably deserved it, or at least would think it’s kinda funny once or twice, but it’s been weeks of this shit, and Gage is fuckin’ tired of it. 

The hell’s the point of bein’ with ‘em if he can never actually be with them? One evening, he finally snaps and asks. They were kissing him, an' they'd been the ones to initiate it, even, and then, just as he wrapped a hand around their waist to pull them closer, to get to the good bit, Sole wrenched away from him with a nervous laugh. 

Who was this? His Overboss was a beast. The one who’d taken down Colter and demanded respect from all the other well-established bosses while hardly breaking a sweat, but they can’t handle a hand on their waist? Can’t look him in the eye? What the hell were they playing at? 

Maybe he was a little harsh when he asked them what their problem was, but he was just so frustrated. Did they not like him or some shit? Then why were they playing this whole game at all? 

So yeah, sure, he could’ve been nicer about asking them what’s goin’ on, but did it really warrant these tears in their eyes? Why the hell was Sole so damn sensitive around him? 

When they’d finally spoken up and gotten through their confession, Gage is the one who can’t make eye contact. He feels like such an asshole. He’s not even mad that Sole didn’t tell him, what right did he have to know about the dark secrets of their past? Especially when he was treating them the way he was? An' now that he thinks about it, he realizes he should’ve known. Should’ve seen the signs. He’s been around enough shits who treat their partner wrong to know what to look for. 

He apologizes to them quietly, seething beneath the surface as images of Sole's old partner mistreating them flashed through his head.

I may be a bit of an asshole, but I ain’t a fucking monster. I know when I’ve got something good, and I don’t intend to waste it cuz I got mad or some shit. He promptly and firmly tells ‘em that they ain’t never gonna be treated that way again, not by anyone, not when they’re with him. Gage is a lot of things, and sure, he knows he can be pretty vile, but when it comes to Sole? He’d rather throw himself off the Fizztop balcony than intentionally hurt them. Nah, he’s supposed to prevent that kinda shit, and that’s what he’d fuckin’ do. 

Gage is definitely more accustomed to violence than he is softness, but dammit, he’s gotta make up for his false assumption and his insensitivity. Sole is too good for him, and he’s not oblivious to that fact, so though it’s strange for him, he tries to tone down his aggressive nature when they’re alone together. He promptly quits his teasing of them, and his prying, now letting them decide where he touches and for how long. He keeps his gruff voice soft when they’re alone, finding he prefers it that way anyway. No one’s ever shuddered from his breathy whispers the way Sole does, and that shit lights a fire in him.

A fire that he keeps well under his control until the exact moment Sole consents, usually in the form of some rasped type of begging, an' then Gage shows 'em what it's like to be ravished by someone who cares, who knows how to make 'em feel good, how to drain all their troubles away with a couple o' heated touches, both reverent and aggressive in equal measure. When Gage finds that delicate balance of comfortability and trust with his partner, he's relieved as hell to know that, even with his past, the way he looks, the way he acts, Sole still chose to be with him. He doesn't intend to take that shit for granted.

[plussizeficchick]

Hi again lol! I just saw the Chemistry post and loved it so much <3 It’s my birthday just today and I’m so excited because I’ll turn 20 which is a huge leap whew. Could I request an Adult!Kyoya (Like at the end of the Manga; I should’ve specified this in the last ask sorry) planning to celebrate his chubby s/o’s birthday by throwing a party but finds her crying in their room when the dress she ordered doesn’t look good/ doesn’t fit her? And he just brings her to the bed to cuddle her and kiss her or it could end in soft smut or both lol whatever you choose! 😄

OMG HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! Big PURR🎉🥳 I hope you don't mind, I kind of switched it a little, didn't want it to be too sad on your birthday, but I hope you like it!!

So Sweet │Kyoya Ootori x Chubby Reader

Warnings: Smut (oral, fem! receiving)

You were so excited.

Finally, finally, you met someone who you could share your birthday with. Someone who’d accepted you, flaws and all. Someone who loved you, and now it was ruined.

You and Kyoya had spent weeks looking for a dress for you to wear to your annual birthday dinner. Every year since graduating, Kyoya had decided that for your birthday, he was going to treat you to a special dinner on your birthday at an expensive restaurant. Nothing was too much, and you could get whatever your heart desired. It was your day.

Which was why you were so upset that the dress you ordered didn’t fit right. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you couldn’t help the tears that began to well up. You were so sure you picked the right size. A bit bigger than your normal size because you didn’t want it to be too form fitting, but this just didn’t seem right. It hugged your torso snug, accentuating your chest and your stomach, the rolls being highlighted. And it was tight around your waist and thighs, highlighting the thickness of them. What’s Kyoya going to think? You didn’t think you gained any weight, not having eaten more than usual. So what happened?

While you were busy with the war in your mind, you didn’t hear Kyoya coming through the door, having just got off from work. Opening the door, he’s met with you, looking in the mirror, in the tightest dress he thinks he’s ever seen you in. She’s trying to kill me, I’m certain. Kyoya thinks. He noticed that it was the dress that you and he agreed on, and judging by how it hugged your figure, he knew he made the right call in changing the size you bought.

Eyes trailing your figure hungrily, you look up in the mirror and see Kyoya standing there, staring. “Kyoya! When’d you come home?” You ask, startled. You weren’t ready to see him! Especially like this. Ignoring your question, Kyoya stalks up to you. Taking you into his hands, Kyoya caresses your body, feeling up your curves. “I see the new dress came just in time.” He says, smoothly. Putting your chubby arms around his neck, you allow him to feel you up, feeling better just from his touch alone. He didn’t seem bothered by how you looked, how tight the dress hugged you. That was a good sign, right? “Mhm,” You nod. “Does it look okay? I thought it seemed-” “You look ravishing, darling.” He cuts you off. None of that today. You were supposed to feel beautiful. It was your birthday. “You sure? I could’ve sworn I bought a bigger size.” You say, brows furrowed in confusion. “I changed it.” He says, bluntly. “And I’m glad I did because you look gorgeous.” He states. “Really?” You ask, doe-eyed. He nods, “In fact,” He says, leaning down to your ear, licking the shell of it. Moving his hand to the back of the dress, he begins to unzip, “I think it’d be best to take it off.” Shuddering at his words, you tilt your head, you’re met with lust blown eyes. Biting your lip, you say, “Okay.”

Kyoya takes that as confirmation to move, unzipping the dress fervently, rushing to see what you’re hiding underneath. “Nothing, eh?” He chuckles. Embarrassed, you turn your head away. “No darling,” Kyoya says, cupping your chin. “Don’t turn away. You know what, get on the bed. I wanna give you an early birthday gift.”

Moving to the bed, you lie on your back legs spread, just like Kyoya taught you. “Good girl. Let me have some fun, hmm?” He says, moving to sit in between your legs. He’s met with your dripping cunt, aching to be touched. “So pretty.” He breathes out. “So wet. Who got you this wet baby? Hmm? Tell me.” He says, brushing a knuckle against your clit. “Y-you. You Kyoya.” You moan out. He’s never done anything like this before. He wasn’t the most talkative person in bed, this was new! “Yeah?” He asks, moving to hold your lips apart, really see what he’s doing. You nod, too overwhelmed to say anything. “Then you don’t mind if I have a taste then, do you?” He asks, licking a long, bold stripe up your center. You didn’t even get to answer, too busy moaning at the unexpected touch. “Hahh, mmm.” You moan. Kyoya takes that as a sign to move faster, working you closer and closer to your orgasm. Licking, slurping, drinking, everything that you have to offer. It isn’t until he sticks his tongue in your hole, fucking you with it that you reach your first orgasm. “Kyoya, baby, oh my-” You cut yourself off, orgasm crashing through you like a wave, eyes rolling in the back of your head.

It isn’t until you push his head away from oversensitivity, Kyoya comes up for air. “Ahh, that was good dear,” Kyoya says, licking his lips of your juices. “So sweet.”

[bichachonacho]

Hi again! I’m so sorry for bugging you with all of these asks 😓I just had a quick question for when we were young

I know the story aneyra starts out as 12 years old (and I think you said she was between luke and jace but I can’t remember 🫢) but in the books lucerys and jacerys are around 6 and 7 and aemond is 11 when the events at dragonstone take place so did you change the ages for the story or is everyone else still the same age?

Again sorry, I just like to have an image in my head when I’m reading 💀

Hii!! and omg don’t even worry you can ask me anything, it’s literally not a burden! 🫶🏽And yes sorry I should’ve specified but I altered their ages slightly 😭 So hopefully it makes sense still but she’s supposed to be 19-20 & Aemond’s 24? Jace is a year older than her and Luke is 2 years younger.

Hopefully these ages match up 😭

[bittersweetmorality]

OMG CAN U PLS WRITE A SUB CHUUYA SMUT I BEG

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE BABIE!! sub chuuya is my favorite chuuya 😋😋 sorry this took so long !! i was actually admitted to the hospital and .. YUH so i haven't been able to do literally anything for a bit. but ! i back. also i was listening to the Mitski cover of Let's Get Married the entire time i wrote this ANYWAY i hope u enjoy ^_^

— i'm going to take such good care of you, baby~ pt. 1

☾ pairing: sub!chuuya x GN!Reader (f!bodied reader in the next part, but no pronouns specified in either)

☾ summary: chuuya wants you to take care of him

☾ warnings: very suggestive themes, but no explicit smut (yet), making out, i think that's it

☾ a/n: HIHI Y'ALL. i'm currently writing the second part and it's basically finished, i just thought the only way to pace this fic out was by separating it into two part-- idk why it just seemed off to me if it wasn't. BUT ANYWAY ! SECOND PART OUT VERY VERY SOON !!! and it's literally filthy like ... lord have mercy

☾ w/c: 1,358

| PART TWO |

the entire evening, chuuya was barely being subtle about his feelings— his desire. light touches on your thigh that lasted a little too long not to arouse suspicion, kisses that lingered farther than they should’ve, and the dark look in his eyes as his gaze drank your figure.

even the most oblivious person could tell what was going on— chuuya was never one to hide his feelings, anyway.  even at an extravagant event like the annual port mafia gala, he still managed to show enough PDA to make anyone uncomfortable.

pressing you against him on the dance floor, trying his best to subtly (but failing miserably) grind against you, bringing his face down to your neck.

“chuuya!” you yelped, as he nipped a small mark against your collarbone. “i told you, we’re leaving soon, can’t you calm down for just another 10 minutes?”

you weren’t against PDA— of course not. you knew what you were signing up for when you agreed to be his girlfriend.  but, you just wished that he would be professional for this one night and hold himself together so you didn’t have to shield your eyes from the stares of mafia members.

“aw, are you flustered?” his movements were slightly sloppy from his light alcohol consumption, and you could feel his smirk against your skin. you scoffed, placing your hands on his shoulders and pushing ever so slightly for him to look you in the eyes.

he didn’t move an inch.

“no. i’m not flustered, chuuya,” you tried again, with more force this time. “i just—“ again.  he still didn’t budge.

with a huff, and your patience running dangerously thin, you grabbed his chin harshly. his eyes instantly met yours, big and full of surprise.

“we’re going. now.” your voice wasn’t loud, but it would be nothing if not powerful; stern. 

you had his undivided attention now.

he blinked dumbly a few times before snapping back to reality, and doing his best to regain some semblance of composure “ahem— the gala doesn’t end for another half an hour, babe.  we’re in no rush, are we~” he moved in to steal another kiss, his eyes dark and his hands lingering.

your jaw tensed, and your grip on him even rougher now, “did you hear what i said? now.” you nothing but growled lowly in his ear.

you swear you could hear his breath hitch in his throat, but at that moment your frustration ran far too high to find the means to care. you grabbed his hand, speeding to the front hostess, and giving her a half-hearted ‘thank you,’ as she returned your fancy dress-coats.

as the two of you rode back to your shared apartment, the tension in the air could be sliced with a knife. you noticed that way the red-head seemed to shrink in the passenger seat; but most certainly not out of fear. intimidated was the better word— and as if he wanted to know what you were going to do next.

you’ve never acted like this before, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t like it.

“chuuya, baby, why didn’t you listen to me when I told you to tone it down?” you questioned.  your tone wasn’t completely calmed down yet, but it was significantly more gentle than at the event.

he scoffed, “can’t help it when you dressed up like that, doll~” he attempted at teasing you and taking more control, despite his inner dilemma.

something about the way he thought he always had complete control just made you want to ruin him.  you just gave him a small smile, planting a small kiss on his cheek and saying nothing else.  

by the end of the night, you just knew you would make sure he listened to every command you gave him.

for the remainder of the way home, you barely gave him any attention, simply turning on your music and keeping your focus on the road.  his neediness didn’t subside; if anything, it only got more heated.  he still had one hand on your thigh, stroking lightly and squeezing occasionally, whispering sweet nothings like, ‘can’t wait to get you home,’ and ‘want you so bad.’

you couldn’t agree more.

finally unlocking the front door and stepping in, you were instantly met with a messy kiss from chuuya, his arms beginning to snake around your waist.

oh god, was your patience running thin with him tonight.

you grabbed him by both of his wrists, pinning them by the sides of his head and looking him straight in the eyes, “you should know by now, you’re not calling the shots tonight, baby.”  

chuuya was never one to give up quickly, you knew. it wasn’t going to be easy to get him to submit to you, but damnit, you were going to make this man beg on his knees for you to fuck him.

he groaned into your mouth as you kissed him roughly, gently poking your tongue out to brush against his pink lips in question. instead, his lips sealed immediately, breaking away from your kiss and looking into your eyes with a dark gaze.

oh, you knew this would be difficult.

“let go of my hands,” he growled.

“or what? what’re you gonna do about it, sweetheart?” you cooed in his ear. you could feel his muscles tense under your hold as if he was about to break out, but you quickly moved in retaliation. You caged him in with your body and bringing your knee up to brush against his growing bulge. “hm... you want me to let go, but it seems like you’re enjoying this just as much as i am, sweetheart~”

his brow quirked upward, the way it does when he doesn’t know what to say for himself. his body was betraying him. without realizing it, he was finally able to submit to you— throughout the entire evening, the butterflies in the pit of his stomach were purely anticipation.

anticipation for what you were going to do to him.

yet, he still attempted to break out of your hold, feeling the strain in your hold. he was much stronger than you-- you both were well aware of this. if he really wanted to break out and take control, he could. of course, you wouldn't let this remain unspoken between you.

"something the matter, hun?~ you want your hands free?" you whisper, letting your voice run low and your breath fan against his ear, "hm? if you want it so bad, then do it. you know i wouldn't stop you~"

you gave him his time, never rushing him to make the final decision, you wanted chuuya to as comfortable and content with everything.

suddenly, you felt the tension in his wrists go limp. you expected to feel reluctance radiating from him, in his eyes, in his actions. instead, you were met with his blue eyes, big and round and trusting. he relaxed into you.

he was yours.

you chuckled lowly in his ear, basking in your victory for a short moment before beginning to lead him to your shared bedroom. you wanted to make sure the entire experience was perfect,

just for him.

suddenly, you felt a light tug against the fingers wrapped around your hand, ever so slight that if you weren't giving him your undivided attention, you may have missed it.

you looked back at your boyfriend, immediately being able to pinpoint his nervousness.

"hey... chuuya, baby," you whisper, cupping his face gently. "if you don't want to do this, that's okay. hm? i promise, okay?"

he moved his gaze up to meet your eyes earnestly.

"take care of me... please," he said under his breath.

your heart swelled at his words. you knew just how much courage it took for him to say it, and how much trust he had in you for him to mean it.

"oh, honey... don't you worry..." you coo, pulling him flush against you, chest-to-chest. despite his nervous appearance, you could feel his arousal press up against you-- straining against his slacks. oh, he definitely wanted this.

"i'm going to take such good care of you, baby~"

masterlist

[nothinghcppens]

small talk- pietro maximoff

part 2

part 1 here

masterlist

pair: pietro maximoff x female!reader

summary: after being apart of the team of super soldiers that hydra experimented on, y/n was one of the successful experiments and had been released to the world. the winter soldier and the siren had become the most prolific assassin duo in the world. but what happens when they get taken in by the avengers? what happens when she meets a particularly fast superhero with an attitude?

warnings: swearing, mentions of trauma, alcohol, kissing but like only that, minor sexual jokes

a/n: hi !! i just wanted to say thank you so much for all the love and support of part 1 of small talk and bad liar omg <3 i also wanted to add a taglist to future fics so let me know if you want added it! make sure to specify if you want to be added to the marvel or the harry potter one bc i have a harry potter fic in the works rn! also i’m gonna write a part three that’s just cute bc i want to keep writing this character heheh

“wake up!” splash.

the feeling of cold water hitting your face shocked you awake and you sat up with a gasp. trails of blue flashed from beside your bed and out the door, the clang of a bucket hitting the floor. “pietro maximoff. i am going to kill your speedy ass!” you shouted, jumping out of bed. not even caring that you were only in a t-shirt and shorts, you chased after him, following the blue light.

the trails stopped eventually, and so did you. you glanced around, listening for any sign of him. you crept over to one of the couches and grabbed a pillow as a weapon. “where are you?” you called, i’m a sing-song voice.

you walked around the room, “come on, don’t hide from me now.” the faint sound of his breathing was heard along with the dripping water from your hair and t-shirt. you followed the sound of his shallow breaths to the island in the kitchen. you dropped the pillow, climbed up on the island and crawled across it before swung your head over the edge, in front of his. “hey there.

he gasped, “shit.” you flipped your hair back up and sat back on your knees. pietro stood up and turned to face you before bursting into fits of laughter.

“i don’t know what’s funny.” you mumbled, glaring up at him.

“yes you do, you look ridiculous.” he huffed between laughs.

“i won’t look ridiculous when i’m putting a bullet through your head.” you spat.

“calm down, love. it’s only a bit of fun.” he said.

“i was sleeping piet!” you protested. you moved your legs so that they were dangling off the edge.

“okay, i’m sorry. i’m sorry!”

“you better be. i’ll get you back though.”

he stepped forward and leaned his hands on the island, on either side of you. “will you, yeah?”

his head was an inch away from yours, you could feel his breath against your face. you saw his eyes drift from your eyes to your lips and back up again. he leaned in slightly and your breathing quickened. “what’re you doing?” you whispered.

“what do you think i’m doing?” he replied in the same hushed tone.

“something you should’ve done a long time ago.” you leaned in towards him, lips almost touching.

“good morning!” cap announced, walking into the kitchen, looking at his phone. you two broke apart quickly, pietro speeding and grabbing you a glass of orange juice and ten occupying himself by looking at something in the cupboard.

“hey cap.” you croaked, voice uneasy from the nerves coursing through your body. “morning steve.” pietro greeted, closing the cupboard and standing next to you on the counter. steve didn’t look up from his phone and didn’t notice your wet hair and clothes

“how’s our newest recruit?” he asked as he grabbed a mug from one of the shelves.

“steve, i’ve been here for like 6 months!” you complained.

he put the mug in the coffee machine and pressed a few buttons, “and? you’re still the newest.”

“might be the newest but i could still take you down old man.”

“don’t get too cocky kid, i think pietro’s rubbing off on you.”

“ew i’d rather go back to being tortured than be like him.” you joked.

“how dare you! you know you love being around me.”

you made fake gagging noise and steve let out a laugh. he finally turned around and looked at you two for the first time this morning.

“oh- uh y/n? what happened, why are you soaked?” he asked, averting his eyes from you. your eyes widened in realisation that you were wearing little-to-nothing in front of your captain and your t-shirt was clinging to your body.

“pietro is a dick is what happened.” you said, pushing yourself off the table. “if you’ll excuse me, i’ll go make myself decent.”

“you look decent all the time, love!” pietro called after you as you began to leave the kitchen. you swivelled round and flipped him off with both hands before leaving the room.

———

“do you remember when-“ you let out a giggle and pointed at bucky, “when we had to kill those french agents and you-“ another laugh, “you fell over a wall! god i mean because my brain was mush i couldn’t laugh but looking back on it that shit was hilarious!”

you and the team were recalling old missions gone wrong, with the assistance of alcohol obviously, and you were telling a story about you and bucky- much to his dismay.

“i didn’t fall.” he protested, taking a swig from the bottom of beer in his hand.

“so what happened then? did the sidewalk just crumble?” you questioned, laughing loudly. the rest of the team sat observing the interaction, large smiles across all their face. pietro sat to your left with his arm around your shoulder, a drink in his other hand.

“okay. maybe i did fall.” bucky mumbled causing a roar of laughter from everyone. “but, remember how we were running through a forest in, where was it again?-“

“bulgaria.” you said, already knowing where this was going.

“bulgaria! yes. and it was raining so it was super muddy and you got suck in the mud!” he laughed.

“you left me there! i had to drag myself out.” you complained.

“well we had a mission to complete! you would’ve done the same.”

you rolled your eyes, “you’re right. i would have.” you felt pietro laugh from beside you and you smiled at him. “time for a refill.” you announced, pushing yourself up off the sofa. you wandered to the kitchen and took the bottle of wine on the table and poured some into your glass. due to the alcohol already in your system you spilled a little on the counter, “shit.” you muttered.

“need some help there?” pietro asked.

“i can pour wine myself thank you very much.” you retorted.

“i think the table disagrees.” he chuckled.

“shut up.” you groaned. pietro sped from the door to grab a towel and stopped behind you. he reached over your shoulder and wiped the spilled wine up. his breath was hot against your neck. you turned around, wine glass in hand, and looked up into his eyes. his hands remained on either side of you.

“this is the second time we’ve ended up here.” he mumbled.

“good observation, captain obvious.” you teased. pietro rolled his eyes and huffed out a laugh.

pietro took his right hand and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, staring into your eyes. he kept his hand on the side of your head and leant in slightly for the second time in the past week. your breathing deepened and your heart was thumping against your chest. you tilted your head up towards his head and your lips were almost touching, just as they were a few days ago

“y/n! can you get me a whiskey before you come back?!” tony called from the other room.

pietro groaned in frustration and pulled away from you, tilting his head up. “i’m going to kill those avengers.”

“good luck with that speedy.” you said, tapping his chest lightly.

he stepped away from you, letting you leave his embrace to get tony a drink. after pouring him a glass of whiskey and grabbing your glass of wine, you and pietro entered the room filled with your team. his hand was placed in the small of your back, guiding you back to the sofa.

you handed tony his drink and he smiled at you, “thanks kid.”

pietro sat on the couch and you flopped down beside him, his arm resuming its place of around your shoulder. you swung your legs up and across pietro’s legs, earning a few looks from nat and clint. they looked at each other and raised their eyebrows with a smirk.

steve and bucky were telling a story of a party they went to in the 40s and how bucky had to drag him to dance with these girls they met. you took a sip of your drink and noticed pietro’s eyes glancing at your lips, “want a sip?” you asked, smirking because you knew that’s not what he was looking at.

he pushed his tongue against the inside of his cheek and sighed, “watch it, y/l/n.”

“oooooooh we’re on last name terms now?” you teased, smiling.

“yeah if you keep pissing me off we will be.”

“don’t be so easy to piss off.” you replied.

he leaned over and whispered in your ear, “cant help it. i’m frustrated.”

you pushed out your bottom lip in an overdramatic pout, “boohoo.”

tony then shot forward in his seat and clapped his hands together, “tomorrow you two,” he said, pointing at you and bucky, “are gonna have a little fashion show, i’ve been working on some suits for you guys and i need your input.”

“wait really?” you asked.

“yup. i’m not having you two going on missions in your hydra gear.” he explained.

“shit, thanks tony.” bucky replied.

“where’s my suit?” pietro questioned.

“you’ll get on eventually. your girlfriend is just a little more improtant.”

“i was here first.” he protested.

“girlfriend?” you asked at the same time.

“wait your turn, turbo.” tony said.

pietro scoffed and everyone laughed at the interaction.

nat stretched her arms behind her head and yawned, “alright losers, i’m going to bed.”

“yeah, me too.” clint added.

eventually everyone had made their way upstairs and all that was left was you, tony and pietro.

“okay. what’s going on here?” tony asked, wagging his finger between you guys. pietro’s hand was now resting on your leg which was still across his.

“nothing.” you said.

“uh huh? yeah that bullshit doesn’t work on me kiddo.”

“piet, sure nothing has happened.” you glanced at him and a look of annoyance crossed his face.

“yeah stark. nothings happened.” he replied through gritted teeth.

“well if anything does happen, stay safe.” he winked at you two, “and if you hurt her, speedy, she’ll probably hurt you back worse.”

you laughed, “hell yeah i will.”

“oh i know you will.”

“goodnight .” tony said as he stood up from his chair and left the room.

you swung your legs off pietro and stood up, “well goodnight piet.” a smirk grew across your face as you began to walk away.

“nope.” he stated, grabbing your wrist and turning you back around. he pulled you onto his lap so you were straddling him, legs on either side of him. he placed his hand on the back of your neck and pulled your head towards his before crashing your lips onto his.

the kiss was heated, after being denied it twice before. your hands moved from his shoulders to the back of his neck and his moved to your waist. his fingers dug into your hips causing you to moan slightly, he took this opportunity to intertwine his tongue with yours.

eventually you broke apart, both gasping for air. you placed your forehead against his and closed your eyes.

“you don’t understand how long i’ve wanted to do that.” he muttered.

“worth it?” you asked, teasing him.

“nope.” he joked.

you leaned back and glared at him, “you bitch.” you leaned in and kissed him again, running your fingers through his hair and pulling it slightly. he groaned against your lips and you smiled through the kiss, enjoying the effect you had on him.

pulling away for the second time, you both had content smiles on your faces. you leaned your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes, “you’re comfortable.”

he let out a hearty laugh, “thank you?”

“it’s a compliment, i could sit here forever.”

suddenly you were no long sitting on top of him, you were being picked up and whisked through the building. your hair blew around until you stopped and were in your room. “what just happened?”

“i’m tired and the couch didn’t seem good to sleep on.” he explained.

“woah, woah, woah. who said you’re sleeping in my room?”

“i did.” he stated. using his powers he stripped himself down to his underwear and jumped on your bed, under the covers.

“i regret kissing you. you’re a pain in the ass.” you complained.

“and you called me a bitch?!” he exclaimed.

you rolled your eyes and grabbed your pyjamas that were at the foot of your bed and walked to your bathroom.

“where are you going?” he asked.

“getting changed, i don’t want you watching.”

you closed the door to block out his protests and quickly got ready for bed.

“hurry up.” pietro called.

“stop complaining or i’m going to sleep on the couch.” you replied, opening the door and leaning against the doorframe. pietro was sat with his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes raked over your body and a small smirk grew on his face. “eyes up here pretty boy.”

he laughed and pulled back the cover before patting the spot next to him, signalling for you to join him. you shuffled over and slid into the bed. pietro wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close.

“so much for the whole tough super soldier act, you’re a softie at heart, aren’t you love?” he muttered in your ear.

“anymore of that and i’ll suffocate you in your sleep with this pillow.” you replied, closing your eyes and relaxed into his embrace.

“no you won’t. you’re too soft.” he teased.

“pietro. i’m warning you.” you yawned, “i don’t care how good looking you are i will kill you.”

“good looking huh?”

“fuck off and go to sleep.” you spat.

“sweet dreams, y/n.” he said with a small laugh.

“yep they won’t be about you.” you murmured, before dozing off to sleep.

———

“i knew it!” nat squealed. you squeezed your eyes close and then opened them, blinking rapidly. pietro lay behind you with his arm draped over your waist. he groaned against your neck and looked over his shoulder at the team standing at the door.

“piet what’s going on?” you grumbled, too tired to sit up and look for yourself.

“so when did this happen?” cap asked.

you finally turned over and sat up, seeing everyone stood in your room. “what the fuck? get out my room you creeps!” you shouted, grabbing the pillow behind your head and throwing it towards them.

“oh come on kid, when did it happen?” he repeated.

“none of your business steve.”

“we’re not leaving until we find out.” clint added.

“you’re awfully quiet little brother, nothing to add?” wanda said.

“i cant believe this.” you muttered, lying back down.

“last night, happy? but all we did was kiss okay, nothing else.” you explained.

“yet.” pietro stated. you elbowed him in the stomach and he winced at the impact.

“so are you two together now?” nat asked.

“well we haven’t had the chance to speak about it because you guys ruined our morning!” you exclaimed.

“what’s going on?” bucky asked, rubbing his eyes. he peered in over everyone and laughed, “nevermind.”

it seemed that pietro had had enough too so he sped out of bed and pushed everyone outside the room, closed the door and locked it. “much better.” he said.

you heard the murmurs of everyone outside, “use a condom!” clint shouted. footsteps retreated from your door as everyone left to go about their day.

“i’m moving out i can’t live here anymore.” you groaned.

“it’s not that bad, you’ve got me.” he said, crawling back onto the bed and lying on top of you. you wrapped your arms around his head and played with his hair.

“so are we like together now?” you asked, mocking natasha’s previously asked question.

“would you like that?” he asked.

“god no.” you joked, “obviously dumbass.”

he lifted his head up and leaned in to kiss you.

“nope. you’ve not brushed your teeth.”

[daisys-reality]

https://daisys-reality.tumblr.com/post/690861578754621440/hey-there-hows-your-day-going-so-far-i-hope

i’m glad to know you’re doing well :))

omg, i’m so sorry. i should’ve specified, my bad. i wanted to know what our first interaction would be like, their physical appearance and where in the world they’re from (i don’t know if this is too many questions in one, but if it is, just knowing our first interaction would be brilliant!!).

thank you so much daisy, mwah 🫶🏼🫶🏼!!

(p.s): I LOVE YOUR WHOLE ACCOUNT and i get really good vibes from it and you radiate such safe energy :)

Thank you for loving my account!!!🤧💜 For your reading, idk how specific I can get but I’ll try to answer it as good as possible!

first interaction with your s/o in your DR

Ok I just layed out the card and I already know this is gonna be cute ok… So first of all, at the time you will meet your s/o you will be in a high frequency, full of energy and inspiration like you just awakened to something. You’ll have so many creative ideas about what to do from now etc. But your energy will be a bit fleety like you a lot in your head and not fully grounded yet. At that time, you will be learning to be mature, composed, rational and independant and that when you’re faced with an issue that you use your head rather than your heart.

I kinda get the image that he will approach you and you’ll run away lmaoooo ok that was a bit exaggerated… No really but I see you being a bit scared and shy (his vibe is a bit overwhelming) and I also see you acting a bit sneaky/mysterious and maybe that’s why he’ll be curious about you when he notices you. Like the situation seems a bit unrealistic - you wouldn’t expect that happening at that time. Regarding where it will happen, I’m not sure there is a high chance that it will happen outside maybe in a remote area and maybe that’s why it’s so weird that you met him there. I think he will be quite persistent and determined in approaching you, even though you’re kinda avoiding him at first. He’ll feel a strong urge to interact with you.

I think he might be together with a friends group and then kinda leaves the group, sees you, approaches you and then maybe invites you to hang out with his friends because I see both being surrounded by supportive people. You’re like socializing, talking, maybe even drinking. It will be a good time!

I see mutual attraction from the beginning, you both will bond very quickly! I see you getting more open and honest and him staring fondly at you ahhh oh my gosh. He will be very respectful and supportive. It will be an emotionally satisfying experience for you &lt;3

Towards the end, I think you both get somber because you realize you have to go different ways now. I think you both regret having to depart because it was so much fun together but it’s unavoidable. I think he might ask you for a meet-up for (fancy) dinner/lunch in the following days which is kinda like a date but I feel like he will be a bit hesitant to call it that way because he doesn’t really know how you think about him. After this first interaction, I see you thinking excitingly about this ‘date’ and him thinking about you&lt;3

appearance

He comes off more intimidating than he really is. He might be the grumpy type but in a cute way. I see straight eyebrows, really pretty hair which might also be more on the longer side. He is quite stylish, and he might dress in a fancy way (high quality clothes etc). He gives off confident vibes but he is a bit weird or eccentric lol. He might look or be Asian. He might often seem aloof or mysterious because he is often stuck in his head. He is definitely really handsome and quite charming. I see fair skin, a prominent forehead and a small face. I think he is quite tall, might be older or just be very mature, green or brownish/black eyes, lush hair, square shoulders and well-built/solid body :)

As they seem to look Asian they might be from Asia but they could also be from somewhere else idk I can't really tell.

You’re definitely manifesting something nice for you :’)

- daisy 🌼

[gagmebucky]

omg bestie valb3rry just deleted their blog

IM… god what the FUCK - like im not gonna lie, im very unsure about things but this is definitive proof they were both blogs. so they really did see how broken up and hurt and upset i was finding this out, pretended like they empathy and remorse for what they did only to stamp my foot and spit in my face and do it again. they really did take advantage of my kindness and turned me into a fool.

and like the worse thing is when they initially plagiarized me, i remember thinking that after the dust settled in that moment, i wasn’t going to talk about it further or call them any nasty names because while i was extremely upset, i didn’t want them to feel that anxiety of wondering if people were publicly talking shit about you (even if that person deserved it/i had the right to). i wasn’t rude or nasty, i think considering the situation i was very nice? and they go back and do it again - to the same fucking FIC, the same one they knew i talked about having difficulty writing and being so self critical over it. i genuinely cannot get over what kind of person does something like this.

and another thing is i don’t understand how you can plagiarize someone else and get clout off of it and feel even somewhat satisfied - it’s like you didn’t earn that, they aren’t praising you because they like your writing, they’re praising you because you copied someone else’s.

and yknow what, because i am legitimately angry right now let me tell you guys that when they first apologized, it wasn’t to me. they IM’ed their apology to kat @angel-fire about how “sorry” they were for plagiarizing her when they damn well KNEW it wasn’t her fic and i know they knew that because *i* @‘ed them — how do you get angel-fire from gagmebucky? and when kat was like ??? i’m not the fic writer you copied, q was, they copied and pasted the apology in my inbox and wanted to keep the matter “private” despite the fact what they did was public.

after i told them i wouldn’t accept an apology unless it was public, they posted it, specified that no one could reblog it but me THEN privated the post after i reblogged it, they then answered a bunch of asks unrelated to the subject and went on as usual until me and several other people realized the post couldn’t be found (an anon sent me a message asking where the post was and i checked, kat checked, and several anons also checked). once they had a flood of unrelated posts and we realized what they did, they public’ed the post so that it seemed like they actually kept it up.

and admittedly these should’ve been red flags but i really didn’t want to think that this person was that self-preoccupied that they’d see how they hurt someone and try some shady shit like that after appearing so remorseful. ngl i did realize i got played that first time but i honestly was too scared and idk wanted to believe i was being paranoid to say anything about it. but, damn, this second time feels so fucking personal and malicious that im just in shock. and i can’t lie, i am a lil relieved they deleted and that this is coming to light.

*also, if ANYONE finds themselves plagiarized by someone else, let me know and i will signal boost that shit to the high heavens though i do hope no one does have this happen to them

[dommyqueenwrites]

aW HECK😭

Have you gotten into Jjba (jojo bizzare adventure) ?

And YEAH

There aren't a lot of writers out there for doms and im starting to get irritated whenever writers dont say whether their story is sub/female targetted or not because heavy dysphoria (even if im genderfluid)

Im gonna try to get back into writing but omg i lose motivation after i write my idea out..😭 how do you do it i cant even write full fanfics i should stick to headcanons

Ive seen the first three seasons (parts??) of jjba and sweet bby Jonathan is def my favorite, I should’ve written for him when my mind was focused on him but now it’s moved on and here we are😔

Ugh 100% I get so frustrated when they don’t specify shit in the tags, or when they say dom reader but itS NOT DOM READER ARGHHHHHH and its specially harder to find them for these types of characters🙄🙄

Im not the person to ask for advise lmao Ive been talking about this one Neji fic for AGES and still haven’t finished it😕😔 IK my followers hate me lmao IM SORRY YALL 😭😭