#srry for any grammar mistakes

[dee-daas-bookhouse]

Cycas

A photographer travels back in time for their work for a scientific magazine.

The story starts UTC

It stood above me. 5 meters tall, its wings bent in a way that made the tips point upwards. Its 3 meters long beak opened swiftly and click!

I got to the town of Hațeg last evening. The flight felt infinite, despite me sleeping throughout most of it. The plane landed in Romania and I then drived off in a jeep, which my agency provided, to a place, where my real journey begins.

I stood in the basement of a modest house. In the middle was a circular platform around which stood researchers and a few people from the agency along with the house’s owner. I stepped onto the platform and in front of me appeared a screen, on which were two sections. Place and time. I typed the answer and disappeared in a flash of a blue light from the sights of everyone around.

Hațeg Island, Late Cretaceous, 66 million years ago

I opened my eyes, which I had closed during the travel. I’m still getting used to those intense lights…

It took a while for my vision to adapt to its surroundings. It was raining. But if I estimated the era correctly, today was the last day in the rainy season.

I took a raincoat out of the backpack and put it on. I hung one camera around my neck and put two backup cameras inside my pockets. Last thing, I pulled out of the bag, was a box, about 20 cm big. Right after I opened it, 4 small robots, with the function of photographing not only the terrain from bird’s eye view, but also the places too dangerous for a human, flew out. Each one went in a different direction. I turned on the main camera and set off towards a small forest.

I searched for any sign of life. After two hours of walking, which seemed to be in circles, was when I decided to také a rest. I sat on a nearby log, which was clearly broken by a lightning, and waited for the pain in my legs to disappear.

After a short while an Eleopteryx, a small theropod covered in feathers, hopped onto the log. It turned its head and observed me curiously while fluffing the feathers around the neck, to seem bigger. It folded its legs under its body and its arms, which looked more like wings, rested on its sides. With minimal movement, I took out the camera and begun work. The dinosaur seemingly didn’t mind, that a strange creature, which it has never seen before, is clicking around its head and body. However after a few minutes it tensed up. Then it stood up quickly and ran deeper into the forest. What could have scared it so much?

My question was answered by a sprinting Rhabdodon herd. They were short, but their lenght reached about 5 meters. Something frightened them. I waited for the herd to completely leave and then went in the opposite direction of their footprints, which had wedged into the damp soil. The road wasn’t long, in a few minutes, I was at my destination.

In front of me laid a corpse of a Rhabdodon calf, on which fed three dromaeosaurids from the Balaur family. Their feathered heads were crimson, from being put inside the stomach cavity of the small creature. In size, they were similar to the Velociraptor. Around 2 meters long and tall like a regular turkey.

The desire after a photo beat self-preservation. I slowly walked forward, taking two to three photos per step. When I leaned over the calf’s body, I found out, the Balaurs have decided to run away. I looked up and luckily caught a glimpse of the last one as it was holding a big chunk of meat in its jaws. I went around the small corpse and slowly followed the dromaeosaurid.

Balaur, which from its colouring I assumed to be a female, arrived at a small meadow and begun climbing one of the trees. I bent down, to prevent her from seeing me. This short moment was quiet and highly thrilling. I kept watch on every side. Front, back, left, right. And most importantly up. The Balaur female climbed down and disappeared between the other trees. That was a sign for me to stand up and go to the tree, which the dinosaur had climbed. With the help of some ropes, I climbed up and sat on a thick branch, which was protruding below a big hole. From it sounded loud chirping, though it didn’t sound exactly like that of a baby chick. But it for sure sounded hungry. From a breast pocket, I took out a small plastic box with pieces of raw chicken. I put on a pair of thick gloves, which are used when working with raptors such as eagles or falcons, and moved closer to the hole.

I took a single piece of meat, in my other hand I held the camera. I put both the lens and the feeding hand into the hole and hoped that I will not lose either of them. Through the glove, I felt the small teeth of young Balaurs. On the camera’s screen appeared around five small fluffy dinosaurs, which hungrily moved their necks, which made them look like every fledgeling known to man. I continued with the feeding and photographing. When I ran out of food, I put the box and the gloves away, and with a pain in my heart, telling me to stay and look after the babies, I climbed down and left.

I went through the forest and returned to the place, where I arrived from the modern time, to build a camp and try to sleep over the night. It was surprisingly calm. The only thing I heard, was the rain and some far away screams.

In the morning, I woke up early. According to the messages from the robotic assistants, a lake was northwards. A herd of Magyarosaurs went to drink there. I had a quick breakfast and packed up for the journey. I put the tent and all equipment back inside the backpack I carried. It was heavy, but I got used to it after a few years of hard work.

I walked between the trees and took a few more pictures, to not waste time.

After a half hour journey, I arrived at the edge of a meadow, in the middle of which was a lake. And around it was a herd of the sauropods I was searching for. Magyarosaurs! The adults were around 6 meters long and tall barely like a ten-year-old child. Calves were running around the water and between the adults by which they were occasionally scolded, only to soon start playing again. I begun to take photos. Despite the stereotype of this era, the sight was calm and pleasant.

Suddenly the herd seemed unsettled by something. I looked up. They were here.

With a wingspan of 10 to 12 meters they circled above the meadow. Three azhdarchids from the Hatzegopteryx family. In the blink of an eye, the peaceful place turned to the place of bloodshed. The azhdarchids flew down and swiftly ate the Magyarosaurs, swallowing them whole. The herd ran in all directions and I started to run as well. Althought I probably should have stayed hidden.

One of the Hatzegopteryxes started to follow me. It had to go back in air, because it couldn’t fit inside the forest and it glided above me. I quickly hid under the log, which I sat on yesterday and called the assistants, which got to me right away and returned to their box. I put it away and ran to the place of relocation. The azhdarchid still has not left me.

I got to the place and stood on the exact spot where I arrived. I stomped my foot twice. Nothing. The activation was not working. I stomped again. Still nothing. The predator was already flying in circles above me. Then it swiftly flew down. I was shaking with fear, despide trying to not show it. The animal slowly paced towards me.

It stood above me. 5 meters tall, its wings bent in a way that made the tips point upwards. Its 3 meters long beak opened swiftly and click!

I took the last photo. It was a little blurry from my hands shaking, but that did not matter.

The predator closed its jaws on nothing. And the last thing it saw was a flash of blue light.

[rilakkumariddler]

one sided scriddler where jon is like omg he wants me SOO BAD and Edward is like no you’re literally a POS!!! (TUMBLR KILLS MY QUALITY PLZ CLICK THE IMAGE TO ACTUALLY READ IT😭!!)

[rakoonita]

Chloe: Hey Red, do you think we're girlfriends in every universe?

Red: *distracted while on the phone* Hm...I hope we're not. I like to believe we only date in a few and that from so many different universes, I'm one of the lucky Reds able to share a world with you.

Chloe:*in shock that her dumbass gf just said the most romantic and poetic typa shi*

Red:*giggles* Check this video i sent you in Snapchauradon. Its a monkey in pajamas.

Chloe:(Well, she is my dumbass Emily Dickinson)

Wrote a glassheart dialogue!!!(Srry for any vocabulary or grammar mistakes, english is not my first language)

[ayteya]

Sweet n' salty

Pairing: Tsu'tey x reader

Summary: The clan questions eywa's decision. How could two completly different people become a pair? Salty and sweet? Well, maybe even eywa herself doesn't know it.

Warnings: None, just fluff. !Not proofread!

Requested?: Yup, my first one ^^

Word count: 255

A/N: (Lets just pretend all the horrible stuff with the Skypeople didn't happen and the hometree wasn't destroyed-)

Y/N was a sweetheart. Always positive, a never-ending smile across her face. You could count on one hand how often she was unfriendly to anyone.

She was the total opposite of her mate, Tsu'tey. His looks alone were intimidating, sharp jawline, broad and muscular body.

After Tsu'tey and Y/N mated, the olo'eyktan and the tsahik questioned the decision of eywa. And not only them, a bunch of other clan members didn't know how it worked out between them neither. Maybe even eywa herself didn`t.

Tsu'tey and some others came back from a hunt. Y/N swiftly ran to the direction where she heard the sound of the pa'li, and a moment later she spotted her mate.

She walked over to him as he dismounted his direhorse, hugging him with the usual smile on her face, "Zola‘u txal, Oe lom nga."

Wrapping an arm around her waist, a smile replaced the harsh expression on Tsu'tey's face, "I missed you too, ma Y/N." He gave her a small kiss on the head before turning his attention back to the other hunters and the clan.

A few minutes passed after Tsu'tey spoke to the olo'eyktan and the tsahik about the successful hunt. Shortly thereafter, he slung his arm around his mate once again, now on his way to their shared marui, craving some alone-time with her.

Jake, the clan newcomer, watched after them with slightly furrowed brows, "How are they even-"

"Don't-!... Don't question the decision of eywa... Although... I'd like to know too...", his mate, Neytiri interrupted him.

!Translations! Zola‘u txal - welcome back Oe lom nga - I missed you

A/N: Alright alright, that's the first one-shot I'll be posting, ik ik, it's very short .-. Srry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language. I hope y'all liked it, especially the one who requested. Thanks again ^^

Ayteya <3

[toxic3mmy]

Please!!! More Toxic Alex

prompt: toxic alex wants you all to himself

warning: smut!!! i haven't been writing lately due to work and family stuff and school but luckily this was sitting in my drafts for a while! Enjoy!!! PS... this isn't proofread teehee, srry for spelling or grammar mistakes <33

you sat at the table in the coffee shop where you were supposed to meet him. he had texted you earlier that same morning and you knew it was something you needed to do. you needed this closure for your own sake

the chime on the door caught your attention as alex walked in about 20 minutes after you sat down. the moment your eyes met his, you almost gave in completely. until you remembered how many nights you spent crying over him

"you're not going to believe this," Alexis said, his voice low and urgent as he sat in front of you, "but i had the craziest dream about you last night”

you looked up from the book you were reading, the words on the page suddenly blurring together, "oh?"

alexis leaned closer, his eyes darkening, "yeah, it was like you were calling out to me. and the moment i woke up, i just had to see you"

you took a sip of your coffee, trying to keep your cool. "well, it's good to catch up," you said, setting the book aside. "what’s this important talk you wanted?"

alexis's gaze held yours for a moment too long. "i’ve been thinking," he began, his hand reaching out to cover your cold hand, "about us."

there was a sudden thud in your chest. the warmth from his hand was a stark contrast to the chill his words brought. "alexis," you said, your voice firm, "we're over"

"i know," he replied, his grip tightening slightly, "but i can't help feeling like there's unfinished business."

you pulled your hand away, eyes narrowing, "there isn't"

alex leaned back in his chair, his expression a mix of anger and determination. "is that what your new boyfriend tells you?"

“don’t” you warned him sternly, “let me guess, you saw me with rubius earlier and you all of a sudden want me? yeah, no. you had your chance and you ruined it, remember?”

“so what if i saw you with that idiot? are you seriously trying to make this about him when we’re talking about us?” he raised his voice and sneered at you

“there is no us! i know for a fact that you’re being impulsive and acting on this jealousy you have towards any guy that even breathes in my direction” you said quietly, looking around to see if anyone else was looking at the two of you

“alex, please, let’s take this someplace private. i don’t want to do this here” you said and alexis quietly nodded, walking you out of the cafe and into his car

the two of you were incredibly silent as you drove to his house. there was so much tension between the two of you that you were so close to breaking down

you felt the unfinished conversation build up unpleasant questions and accusations

“do you seriously think that little boy is better than me? im the best you’ll ever have, honey” he smirked as he shut the door behind him and sat next to you on his sofa

“you didn’t even want me before and now that i’m moving on from you, you want me? you’re fucked up” you sighed

you were so frustrated with everything, especially him and his stupidly handsome face

“stop fighting this. just accept it, that loser will never compare to me” he whispered, using his fingertips to guide your face closer to his

“don’t call him that! he’s more of a gentleman than you will ever be. not that it’s any of your concern but he’s already taken me out on five dates and we just started dating last week”

“five dates? and you just got together? i gotta hand it to you, you’re easier than i remember. i guess i was wrong, you’re not mine, you’re free game” he said with disgust written all over his face

you couldn’t believe what he was saying, what he was calling you

“you have got to be kidding me” you said through gritted teeth

“oh i’m not, actually. face it y/n, that guy is nothing. he’s pathetic. you really want him? fine, have him. but you’ll come crawling back to me in the end. you need me” he inched closer to you with every exclamation

“i don’t need you! i can’t believe i ever liked you! rubius treats me better than you ever have!” you were yelling now as everything from the past you shared with alexis was coming back into your mind

“aw, how cute. you think he actually knows anything about you? i bet he doesn’t. not like i do. the sweet spots on your body, or how easy it is to make you tick. i know you better than that poor bastard can even imagine right now” he was practically hovering over you now

you immediately shoved him harshly, trying to keep as much space between the two of you as possible

“you think that just because you had my attention for one summer that you know me? nothing is the same anymore. you don’t know me at all. all you know is yourself, you selfish twat” you spat at him

you were standing now, collecting your things and moving towards the door to flee from this nightmare come true

“ha! me? selfish? please y/n. you’re telling me those moments we spent together meant nothing to you? that whole summer? you’re really just going to stand there and look me in the eyes and say that bullshit?” alexis stood and moved closer to you, not yet wanting you to go

“i loved you! i fucking loved you, alexis. and you didn’t love me back. you were too busy trying to look cool in front of your little prissy friends. not to mention the way you embarrassed me in front of everyone when you grabbed that girls ass. all for what? temporary asshole friends looking for a laugh?” you angrily wiped away the tears from your face

“i… i didn’t know you felt that way…” he said in a small and almost embarrassed voice

“of course you didn’t. i shut you out of my life and you never even tried to reach out to me. that was the last time we talked. you’ve been walking around with your nose up in the sky acting like your shit don’t stink. well, im over you, alex”

he stayed quiet as you continued,

“rubius is the complete opposite of you. he’s sweet, he’s considerate, and most importantly he doesn’t give a damn about what anyone else thinks. he takes care of me”

“i can recall how well i can take care of you, princesa. don’t you remember? or do you need a little help remembering?” alex said, inching towards you, his hand running down your back

“get your hands off of me!” you yelled, reaching out to move his hand away from you

suddenly, he grabbed your arm harshly and pinned you up against his front door

tears began to fall as he leaned into you

“don’t be rude y/n, be a good girl, yeah?” he said, trying to act unbothered and nonchalant

“alexis… please… just tell me what you want” you whispered as more tears rolled down your cheeks

“i think you know what i want… and i know you want me too…” he smiled innocently

“i d-don’t… i don’t want you…”

“come on y/n, let me at least give you a goodbye present. some closure, so to speak” he let go of you gently and opened his arms, asking you for one last hug

you sniffled and thought it over,

all you wanted to do was get the closure you needed and go home and so you slowly walked into his arms and let his warmth engulf you completely

you held him so tightly. you still felt so much love for him in your heart despite the way things ended. you pulled away and wiped your face, smiling sadly at alex.

“tell me, y/n, do you still love me?” alex asked in a small and sad voice

you nodded

“of course i do. i’ll always have a place for you in my heart. you were my first love” you sniffled, looking desperately into his eyes to find an ounce of that same affection you held for him

“aw sweetheart,” he reached into your back pocket and grabbed your phone. your heart immediately sunk as you saw your boyfriends name appear on your phone screen

“let's see what he has to say about that”

with a flick of his thumb, the facetime connected. the room grew tense once again as the line rang once, twice, then a click

"hello?"

you jumped closer, snatching the phone from alexis's hand

“what the hell are you doing?"

he smirked, standing closer to face you, "just giving him a little taste of what he's been missing out on"

“alex, no!" you tried desperately to hang up, but he grabbed the phone back

"look," he said, turning the screen to face me. your boyfriend's confused expression filled the screen. "you're mine, remember?"

the call went live, and alexis pulled you into a harsh kiss, his other hand holding the phone up so rubius could see. the sound of his voice, begging you to stop, was like a knife to your heart

alexis's hands roamed over your body, and you felt a mix of anger and revulsion. but there was something else, too – a flicker of the desire you once shared, a reminder of how intense things had been between the two of you

"see this?" Alexis murmured against your mouth, his eyes locked on the phone screen, "you still want me"

you pushed him away, the phone still in his hand

"you're pathetic," you spat, "this isn't going to change anything"

alex's eyes flashed with rage. he threw the phone on the couch, shattering the screen

"fine," he growled, "but if you think you can just walk away from me like this, you're wrong"

he stalked over to you, his movements predatory. you cautiously stepped back, your hand still on the door handle

"you're not leaving," he said, his voice low, "not until we settle this"

the air was thick with unspoken words and unresolved anger

"we're not doing this," you said, your voice shaking "i need to leave."

alexis took another step forward, his hand reaching out to grab your arm, "you owe me," he said, his voice a dangerous whisper, "you owe me everything"

with surprising strength, you shoved him back, "i don't owe you anything," you said, the anger evident in your shaky voice, "now get out of my way"

he smirked, his eyes dark and hungry, "you know you want this," he said, starting to unbutton his shirt, "you always did"

your eyes widened as he began to peel your shirt off over your head, "no," you said, voice strained, "i don't," but the lie felt heavy on your tongue

alex's hands moved to your jeans, unbuttoning them with a deliberate slowness

"you're mine," he murmured, his eyes never leaving yours, "always have been, always will be"

as you stood there, half-dressed, the weight of his words hung between you. the room was silent and all that could be heard was the harsh breathing

"we despise each other," you said barely above a whisper, "this isn't love"

he pulled you closer, his hands on your bare skin

"it's better than love," he said, his breath hot against your neck, "it's power"

you couldn't deny the heat building between the two of you as you stumbled towards the bedroom, your bodies tangling together in a dance of anger and lust. each touch was a declaration of war, each kiss a battle cry. you both tore at each other's clothes, the fabric ripping under your desperate grip

"you never loved me," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion as you fell onto the bed

"i never had to," he murmured, his eyes burning into yours, "i owned you, but that doesn't take away from the fact that you're the best piece of ass i've ever had"

with that, he pushed you down onto the bed, his weight pinning you as he tugged at your body with an angry urgency. his touch was rough, his kisses bruising, but you couldn't ignore the dark thrill that shot through you

your bodies moved together in a fiery dance of spite and passion, each touch a silent declaration of your mutual contempt. alex's eyes bore into you, filled with a blend of anger and desire as he yanked your shirt over your head, leaving your skin exposed to the cool air. his own clothes followed in a flurry of fabric, each piece discarded with the same aggression he used to claim you

"i don't want you," you murmured through clenched teeth as his hands found the clasps of your bra, pulling it down roughly. he smirked, his dark eyes gleaming with triumph

"the feeling's mutual," he said, his voice thick with lust. his bare chest pressed against you, the heat of his skin searing into your own. the weight of him was a prison, yet your body arched towards him, betraying the anger coursing through your veins

"admit it," he breathed into your ear, "you want this as much as I do"

you swallowed hard, the truth lodged in your throat. "no," you managed to say, but it was a weak protest. the fire between you had never been about love; it was a toxic mix of obsession and control

alex's hand trailed down your body, his fingers tracing the lines of your curves with a possessive touch. one of his hands settled at the crook of your neck, just like he used to have it when you were together

"tell me," he demanded, his voice a harsh whisper, "tell me how much you need me"

your voice was hoarse as you complied, the words coming out in a rush, "i hate you, alexis"

"and yet," he chuckled, his hand moving from your throat to down in between your quivering legs, "you're so wet for me."

the admission hung in the air, thick and heavy with the scent of your desire. you both knew it was true – your bodies had always responded to each other's anger, your passion a twisted knot of love and hate. alex's hands continued to explore your body, each touch a declaration of his dominance

"say it again," he ordered, his voice a low rumble as his fingers found their way inside you. the words tumbled out of your mouth like a confession

"i hate you"

"that's right," he murmured, his mouth finding your neck, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh. "you hate me, but you can't resist me."

your eyes met, locked in a battle of wills. the anger in his gaze was intoxicating, a challenge you couldn't ignore. you hated him, but as your bodies moved together in a frantic rhythm, it was clear that the line between love and hate had always been blurred.

with a snarl, you pulled his face to yours, kissing him hard, your nails digging into his skin. he groaned, his grip on you tightening as your movements grew more erratic

his fingers were curling deeply inside of your tight gummy walls. he was down beneath you on the bed now, his head buried happily between your thick thighs

“oh fuck! mmmf.. i hate you! i hate you so much!” you whined, your fingers pulling at his hair

“yeah darling? fuck that’s so sexy, tell me again” he said, coming up from your cunt for a brief moment

"i hate everything about you! except your cock… i need you inside of me, you fucking asshole!” you pleaded desperately

your hands fumbled furiously, until you found his hard and throbbing member. you pumped him slowly, in hopes that he would get inside of you already

“oh baby, if that’s how you want me. your wish is my command” he said before giving your leaking pussy one last lick before moving so that he was standing

he placed a pillow underneath your lower back and pulled your legs to dangle on either side of you. as he slowly pushed his thickness into your pussy, your eyes squeezed shut at the sudden stretch. he was so much bigger than you remembered

“my baby girl, look at me. that’s it, you’re doing so well. tell me who this pussy belongs to” alex smirked as he pulled your body impossibly closer, pumping himself in and out of you

“it’s so so good! it’s all yours! fuck.. it’s yours, alexis” you cried out as alex buried his cock deep inside of you

"that's right sweetheart, you’re such an obedient little girl for me” he praised as he fucked you like never before

you needed him closer, you needed to close the distance between your warm naked bodies. alex sensed what you wanted and he pulled you up from the bed, settling you on his toned belly as your legs curled around his body in an effort to help keep you upright.

whimpers and moans filled the air as alexis pinned your back against the nearest wall. he was fucking into you relentlessly, never giving you a chance to breathe. you were in complete ecstasy

suddenly, alexis captured your mouth in a passionate kiss. nothing else in the world mattered in that very moment

"this doesn't change anything," you panted, breaking the kiss

"it doesn't have to," he smirked, his eyes filled with victory, "as long as you're still mine."

your hate-filled union reached its climax, your bodies trembling with the force of your release. for a moment, you were locked together, bound by the intensity of your shared history. but as the passion ebbed away, the cold reality of what you had just done settled over you like a shroud

the silence that followed was deafening, filled only with the sound of our ragged breathing. We lay there, our hearts racing, the space between us charged with the electricity of our unspoken truths.

alex rolled off of you, his eyes never leaving my face. "this isn't over," he said, his voice a warning

"It's never been over," you replied, your voice filled with a sadness that even surprised you

you dressed in silence, the weight of your actions pressing down on you like an unseen force. as you slipped your shirt over your head, the fabric whispered against your skin, a stark reminder of the power he still held over you

when you were both dressed, alexis handed you your phone, the screen a jagged mess of shattered glass

"call him," he said, his voice cold

you took the phone, my hands shaking, "why?"

"because," he said, "i want him to hear it from you, y/n"

you dialed the number, your heart in your throat. when your boyfriend answered, you took a deep breath

"rubius... you need to come over," you said, your voice barely above a whisper, "there's something I need to tell you"

as the line went dead, you looked at alexis, the realization of what you had just done crashing down on you. his smug smile told you everything you needed to know – this was just the beginning of his twisted plan for revenge

[sleeplesswixard]

Fantoccio x gn!Reader (romantic)

Type: Headcanons, romantic, fluff, gender-neutral reader

Warnings: None!

Note: None!

Song: A Human's Touch - TWRP

"İ've had enough of you!"

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He's not that flirty, he usually expects from you most of the time, although, he does flirt with you.

Not into pyshical contact, only likes hugs if he's the one who goes for it first.(which he asks all the time)

(İf you have hair) He likes to play with your hair, braiding it, combing it, playing with it etc. İf your hair is long he'll probably call you "Rapunzel" or smthn (srry i'm so cringe)

Like i said before, he doesn't likes getting touched as long as he's the one who goes for it, but he loves when yo cuddle with him.

Little spoon. Always.

He's not the best at comforting, but he'll put his hat on you, will let you hug him if it'll make you feel better.

He has a lot of emotions, he just doesn't know how to express them.

You have to listen to the scripts and shows he's planning about, you can't run away from him he'll find you anyway.

He likes to listening you rambling to him as much as he loves to ramble his interests to you.

You guys played Romeo and Juliet at least four times. AT LEAST.

"O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name, Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet!"

"...Did you really memorized all of this?"

He's kinda(!) cheesy, but you love it.

You're lucky, he can't stole any of your clothes cause they're too big for hım.

İt takes him a bit long to open up to you, if there's something wrong he won't say it directly. When he's under the weather he'll just come and lay against you until he wants to talk about what happened.

Sometimes he can't sleep at night, so he'll just watch you sleeping, he scares the crap out of you everytime.

You guys have matching shark onesies, YOU CAN'T CHANGE MY MİND.

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Hellooo!!! Thank you for reading my headcanons! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Not really a fan of Fanto but i managed to figure something out for him.

İf i have any grammar or spelling mistakes then i'm sorry, English is not my first language!

[therealfrankier0]

Have any of you guys heard about the PK leaks?

if you haven’t, a song supposedly called ‘witch’ from MCR’s unfinished album the paper kingdom is going around on Reddit. In my opinion I don’t agree with people sharing the song. The band didn’t put the song/album out for a reason. As fans we should respect the bands privacy and respect if they want to release certain songs. If u have any other opinions lmk. (srry for any grammar mistakes I’m sleep deprived)

-threalfrankier0

[uzi-x33]

before I go to bed here’s what I think is gonna happen in the newest chapter of bsd:3 first off I think it’s gonna switch perspectives from atsushi to either Dazai or ranpo (im hoping and praying for more ranpo content I need my silly, or more soukoku I miss them) i feel like it’d be rlly interesting to see where ranpo is, is he with Poe, did he find yosano, is he with Poe and yosano and r they all with Lucy and kyouka? PLEASE I NEED ANSWERS ASAGIRI🙏🙏 if it is going to switch back to soukoku however, im expecting them to have a long heartfelt conversation (ik that’s not gonna happen and im delusional but shh) in reality I think if I’d switch to skk it would probably js be them trying to escape the prison (aren’t they still there, like bro??💀) I need my answers asagiri please 🙏😭😭 also please give me ur theories on what u think is gonna happen in the newest chapter I wanna hear them!! (Like- put them in the reblogs or in the comments idc js tell me ur theories grrrr)

that’s it! Also srry for any grammar or spelling mistakes lmao it’s 10 pm💀💀

[ashippingpotato]

Meh thought process this morning (afternoon?)So basically I was thinking about that one piece of artwork @bibookdemon (thank u and srry for tag)and they said Lance kinda looked like a weasel, I think it was(in la artwork because of la neck) and I was like “hmmm weasel Lance au”

So Lance would just be sleeping in and for some reason, he turned into his weasel form maybe because of a bad dream, maybe it’s more comfortable to sleep in, idk

And Keith came to get Lance for Training, I don’t really know I didn’t get that far either but he would just go in and see a weasel on Lances bed and he would kind of scream something probably “OMG” and Lance would wake up, see Keith and change into his human form (yes naked but not a plot point)

So they talk about it and Lance ask Keith to not tell anyone and so he doesn’t and they would probably bond by Keith having a panic attack in Lance like hearing/seeing him with his heightened weasel senses, or something

So Lance changes into weasel form and like let Keith pet him and like calm him down and all that and they would just like sit there then afterwards have a talk but why Keith had the panic attack and it helped him and they would just have these bonding sessions with it, I think it would be cute, and then of course they started dating because ✨🐝Klance🐝✨

If this doesn’t make much sense I’m srry, it made sense in meh half-a-brain-cell

Anyway srry for any spelling/grammar mistakes thank y’all for reading have a lovely rest of your day and tell meh your opinions on it

[caninediedofcocaine]

Sweet Blender Revenge 🐛

(read text down below if ya want. I tried to explain why da heck there's just white bg.)

MmmmMm. I should explain some things... But i forgor what i should explain about dis picture... Mmm... Maybe... I should explain why there's this boring white bg...? I guess i should. 🐛

Mmmm (I love this letter. MmmmM. Just MmMMMMmMMmmM), well I wasn't lazy 'n stuff and i really wanted to make smth with it, but... There's a couple problems I should deal with:

1. Lovely MS Paint. (Not a sarcasm, I luv this program. Da best thing I could have.)

2. HElP. I CAN'T FILL DIS WHITE SPACE WITH COLORS!!! IT RUINS DA ART!

Now. Blender. The last part. Don't look at him like dat! You've never seen big blenders, huh????

MmmmMMmMmmMm my brain slowly dies. Bye. Thank u for reading this. (ﾐꆤ ﻌ ꆤﾐ)∫

Rlly srry for grammar issues if there's any (I'm pretty sure there's a lot of mistakes). My brain is too smol for this kind of things. Speaking different language iz hrd uhh need hlp! 🐛 Maybe I even should be quiet or never ever write texts dat big!

And now that's all, thank u, bye. : ^ з

ohnuuuu I'm starting to hate dis picture oh no 0h nuu!!!! Should run from mahself before I'll get me!

🐛 z z Z

[chocopuchino]

ARAN OJIRO —> "MY PRETTY ANGEL."

WARNINGS—> 18+ MDNI PLEASE!!

Timeskip!Bf!Aran X afab reader. Loudly-Insecure Fem!Reader. Fem!Reader is intended to be shorter than 186cm/6'1, and smaller in general size than Aran. No she/her pronouns.—> Dom!Aran, possesive!Aran?, sub!reader, praising, size kink, mirror sex, big!cock Aran, rough sex, dumb fucking? (slightly)bratty!stubborn reader, reader loses consciousness... Incorrect female anatomy, expressive reader, unprotected sex, squirting!! overstim?petnames petnames petnames. (lmk if I should include anything else!!)

a/n —> first little thing I'm writing >< English isn't my first language so I apologize in advance for any mistakes!! I swear i was so confident to write this.. it's pure shit I hate this sm ushjshsjs... M srry I swear, I don't know how to write the Kansai dialect accent in English :((

Inspired by a short Aran Imagine I read a long time ago, dunno where it is though, also by a Japanese hentai manga that I do not remember either. This is not proof read as well, so again, sorry for any parts that don't make sense or any orthographic/grammar mistakes !! Enjoyyyy :DD

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"Should I change? I'm not sure if I should wear this, it doesn't really look....good on me."

You uttered with a sigh, looking at yourself in the mirror of the entrance of your home, closing your lipstick, ready to go out.

You were wearing a gorgeous but simple, satin dress that hugged every curve of yours perfectly. Your hair was done nicely, the minimal makeup on your face looked stunning, but you felt... Insecure and worried about yourself in this state of yours. Would his teammates like you? Would they dislike you? Were you even looking presentable?

You were gonna attend a dinner party to introduce yourself to your boyfriend's teammates, the Tachibana Red Falcons. You've seen them in court and in person sometimes, and have always greeted them with a simple bow and greeting. At last, it was time to actually introduce yourself to your wonderful boyfriend's teammates.

Aran's head immediately looked over to his upper right to look at you, as he was picking out his footwear. With a sigh, he walked over to you, gently placing his calloused hands on your waist, watching your reflection on the mirror.

"Angel... don't say stuff like 'at. The dress looks beautiful on ya. Ya don't need to change it, you'll be fine, I promise."

Aran softly muttered into your ear, as he leant down and peppered the back of your neck with sweet pecks, his chest gently pressing against your back.

"No, Aran. I'm serious. What if your team doesn't like me? Is this dress too much, maybe? Actually, I don't suit this dress. Is my makeup too much? Ugh..."

You babbled and babbled out, as you looked at yourself in the mirror in front of you, with a scoff. Yes, you definitely felt his sweet pecks in the back of your neck, but you were too focused on how you looked, at the moment.

"Angel, im telling you. You look perfect, and the team will definitely love you. Just stop, wouldn'tcha ? Come on, lets get going now. We're gonna be late, pretty."

One of his hands swept up to lightly caress your jaw, as the other gave a slight squeeze on your waist. Even if he had the sweetest, gentlest smile and tone as he whispered, you could notice a slight frustrated groan from him. But, of course, you were too focused on yourself.

"I wont go like this, Aran. Just look at me. I should definitely change, i cant introduce myself like this. This colour doesn't even suit me, and i should've just let my hair down. Oh, the makeup is definitely too much as well."

You complained and complained, and next thing you know, your wet and puffy eyes were flooding with tears, your lipstick smudged, mascara going down your face, feet weren't...well couldn't touch the ground, your somewhat messy hair was down, whimpers, moans, mixed up words coming out of your mouth, as you looked at your reflection in front of the bathroom mirror, your kind, wonderful, gentleman of a husband, currently ramming himself into you with loud and hard thrusts, his tip kissing your cervix at every one.

"Who's ma' pretty angel, huh? who's the- ngh.... -the prettiest girl i know, 'hah? ugh- so fucking tight, baby--"

Aran caught you on that, and as he basically fucked you dumb, his balls slapping against your ass at a relentless pace. He'd softly whisper lovingly into your ear, with low groans and huffs.

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Your back pressed against his broad and hard chest, his hands under your knees picking you up, your dress scrunched up, half-ly clothed body reflecting on the mirror. You tried, tried so hard, to not look at your poor cunt getting slammed by his fucking cock, but the way your walls sucked him in, taking him in so well despite his big size, just made you even more aroused as he ravaged you on: not like you'd ever admit that.

"Such a pretty angel, aren't ya? fuck... C-come on, just look at yourself, angel....agh. Look at how yer 'pretty little- 'cunt takes me in so well, huh?"

With teary eyes, your gaze went down onto your reflection, getting mercissely fucked, a small budge poking in and out of your lower abdomen each thrust, looking at the wonderful sight of your pretty little cunt getting destroyed. I mean, how could he not? When your wet, velvety, soft walls suck him in so well, just how can he not fuck your dumb little brain up? Why shouldn't he fuck your dumb little brain out so it knows you're the prettiest girl? He just doesn't understand. Don't you know you're perfect? The way you're so small, him being able to pick you up by taking you up from under your knees? Just makes his cock throb even more.

At this point, you're not quite sure how you're keeping up, but you're still some how conscious. Usually, Aran's the biggest sweetheart during sex, soft, vanilla, loving sex with him only. But now? You're not even sure if he's fucking you to shut you up, to make sure you know you're the prettiest, or simply just for his pleasure.

A few more thrusts in and you feel a coil tightening inside your stomach, as well as his cock starting to throb inside you. With endlesses babbles and moans of "pleases, too big, i cant, slower" and such, you, well the volleyball player notices you both need to release.

"pretty angel, i-im gonna 'cum...i-inside--'kay? come on, yer doin' amazin'..... cum for me, angel.. at 'ta same time, mhm?"

Squirt, squirt, squirt.

Oh no, now did you just squirt? Cum, actually? Without even warning him? When he told-asked you to cum with him? Ah, that won't do.

As you reached down your high, his throbbing cock still inside you while you orgasm, your walls clenching tightly onto him, you moaned loudly, incoherent babbles coming out of your mouth. Your legs were sore, trembling, your head resting on his shoulder, one of your arms on top of your face as you tried to muffle in your sounds.

"mmh! A-aran- c-cant~! P-please.. a-agh~ mmhf~!!"

Small tears rolling down your cheeks, oh how fucked up your face looked at moment. His thrusts grew slower and deeper, his girthy, long, veiny cock hitting all your g-spots easily, making you clench even harder. You might just pass out at the moment, as you weren't even able to cum properly because of this cock of his, blocking your orgasm and possibly overstimulating you. Low and deep grunts out of him, his sweaty scent invading your sense of smell, making you unable to think about anything else but him and his cock.

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From slow and deep thrusts, to sloppy, sticky and fast thrusts, reaching out for his high. Your eyes were finally able to meet his in the mirror, being able to make the slightest eye contact with him..but you only saw an innocent grin-

Plop.

A really loud yelp, shriek- a moan leaves out of your mouth. Did he- did he just let go of you? Where- where's his hands? H-huh? No, he didn't let go of you, your feet aren't touching the ground. Kinda, your tiptoes are- But you aren't falling either. Then?

Oh.

His cock spurting and pumping you deep inside, he simply let go of his tight grip under your knees, making you hang by his body, just by his cock.

Oh, kinda crazy.

Aran thinks with a soft chuckle, looked at your fucked state in the mirror, letting it react how it needs to: tongue lolled out, spit dripping down your jaw, eyes rolling to the back of your head, body fully trembling, a big bulge poking out of your abdomen, heavy panting coming out of you, probably electric shocks going through your body as his cock basically parts you apart, white liquid oozing out of your pussy within a few seconds.

He knows he's deep. real deep. Maybe a bit too much? After all, he isn't the one feelin' that cock inside him, is he? But yer' not talking. Oh, maybe a bit too much after all.

You don't even- What's happening? he's.. he's really deep. A bit too much. Is his cock going past your cervix, m-maybe? You can absolutely feel his cock spurting inside you, coating your pretty walls white. You're absolutely gone of your mind, and, the electrical shockwaves going through your body probably made you lose unconsciousness.

With an innocent smile and hum, like he didn't just fuck the hell out of someone, he walks over to your bedroom, your body still clinging onto his cock, his hands on your waist now, gently placing you down onto the soft mattress, pulling out, gaining a few twitches from your legs. He tenderly kisses your forehead, brushing your hair out of the way.

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"So, how did'cha look when ya were all dolled up before, love?"

Aran asks with a gentle smile and tone, as looks at you, walking over to you with a warm cup of tea, sitting on the side of the bed, just beside your feet.

You look at him walking over to you, feeling really sore. You weren't wearing the dress any more, instead, a t-shirt of his and some black cotton shorts of yours. Your face felt clean as well, guessing that he probably cleaned you up as you slept through. You take the cup of tea he reached out to you, sipping on it with a hum.

"uhm... I personally didn't look g-"

Just as you were going to continue, you saw a somewhat scary glint in his eyes; getting a few flashbacks from earlier, you quickly shook your head, sipping on your drink again.

"I looked pretty. Really pretty. Perfect even."

With a nod and hum, he ruffled through your hair, caressing your cheek tenderly.

"Of course ya did, My pretty angel."

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It was safe to say you both did not go to the party that night. As you rescheduled it, making it an appropriate time for both of your packed schedules, you couldn't help but wonder..

"Would he fuck me like this, again, if I said my insecurities out loud next time?"

[ekiveki]

TMNT 2012 MIKEY FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS!!!! <333

First, I wanna say tysm for the likes on the last list, I really, really appreciate it <333

Now, onto the fanfics!!!!!

Self-Harm by KKscendants

I cannot explain how much I love this fanfic

I love the concept, I love how it's not like, straight forward and actually needs emotional thinking and stuff

(I literally cannot explain-)

I don't wanna give out any spoilers, but plz go read it, it's amazing!!!

The observation

by crawlingupawall

I ADORE FARMHOUSE ARC SM!!!!!!

IT IS JUST SO GOOD LIKE-

Yea anyway, it's mostly view in Donnie's pov but it is extremely Mikey centric

Drop by Drop is The Water Pot Filled

by ViviTheGhosty

OMG, I CANNOT express how I love this

And ik I say that ab every fanfic I recommend, but I really think that all of them are really, really really good! And awesome! That's why I'm recommending them anyway

I don't like giving out spoilers so that's why I don't really describe any fanfics I talk about so yea-

swallow down (all your regrets)

by Keeryd

This one was just hella relatable if you ask me-

It is kinda short but I love it

(Idk what else to say lmao)

But anyway, I highly recommend checking Keeryd's account, I love everything they write <333

Mikey's Super Thinker Book!!! DO NOT READ!!! D:<

by YouDontKnowMe (Annonimous1000)

I'm honestly re-reading this one

I don't remove much of it, I just remember loving it (help-?)

Mikey's Cookbook

by Fighting Gold ButCoda

I think after reading the ones I already recommended, you will release that I deeply love mikey ED fanfics (totally not self-reflecting or whatever 🤭)

Anyway-

Entailment, maybe

by GOk1ttyg0

Ermm, yea-

(Idk what to type anymore, srry (ヽ´ω`) )

Mirum Videre

by short_bc_of_coffee

YES, OM YES

ONE OF MY FAV FANFICS EVER

I think that ppl dont talk ab psychosis that much, or at least not the correct way-

I adore this fanfic

I also love the b-team ^^

So this was very fun for me

And ofc, always read tags in any fanfic you're about to read; for tw and cw

Mikey's one shots

by SaheyMeine

I love the fanfic, but I adore the first chapter (character analysis)

i can make you happy, too!

by paindump

<3333

(I'm losing my mind)

Answers I Didn't Know I Needed

by PixiePerson19

(Oh, this is rottmnt mikey btw, I just want to put it in here)

I haven't read this one so I'm kinda nervous to put it in this list-

This is the first story I'm putting on the list without actually reading it

It's been in my 'to read' for a while so I'm just gonna trust my instincts and say that is pretty a lovely story <3

(Also, let it be known that the author (PixiePerson19) is literally hunting me,

I've seen them comment on almost every fanfic I've ever read, so now every time I open comments I bet that I will se them)

(Like, sir, what did I do to you ( ; ﾟДﾟ) )

Anyway, got distracted again-

Umm-

Idk-

That's enough for today :D

My goal was like 20 fanfics but I ended up with 11-12 of them, srry ( ﾟεﾟ；)

Plz tell me if you see any mistakes (like grammar mistakes, or maybe I imported the wrong link or sm-)

And, I'm so, so, so, sorry for basically lying about how fast will this list come out

I really thought I could do it fast but then a lot of things happened, and

yaddi, yaddi, yadda

So yea, haha-

I hope you love these fanfic as much as me <3

Have fun reading!!!

[strawbrrycuteblog]

HEEEY POOKIE!! i'll try to interact more (srry if there's any grammars mistakes, english is my 4th language 🙃)

☆ 💫 anon

Heyyyy, it’s okay I’ve been so uniteractive lately so it’s fine!

[euopligue]

《☆Introduction☆》

☆ About the writer☆

The name is Tobi Im a writer on Tumblr & Wattpad I'm known for writing Kny character(s) x reader fics, stories, hcs and Oneshots. Right now I'm focusing on kny content so I won't be able to write stuff from other animes at the moment. Please do keep in mind I'm a new writer so please don't expect much from me, thanks for understanding <3.

☆themes I can write☆

• Fluff

• Soft

• lemons

• NSFW

• ANGST

• Modern Au

☆Requesting☆

I don't know how to say this but I really do appreciate it when I get requests ( Mostly because I'm a dry thinker and can barely get idea's) but yeah Requests can help alot, but I'm not going to guarantee you that I'll be able to write every single Requests so I will try my hardest to write it on the week you request it.

☆ Lgbtq themes☆

I'm fully open to lgbtq themes like for an example fem kny character x fem reader or a male kny character x male reader. I also dont mind writing threesom or polygamous fics, I don't just write couple fics I can also write kny character x reader as friends fics.

☆kny☆

《I'm open to write like any kny character in the series even if they are a hahsira/demon or demon slayer I'm up to it.》

☆ Hcs☆

☆Oneshots☆

Muichiro

Like I said before I'm pretty new here so yeah not alot of Oneshots done O-o

☆Series I'm working on☆

☆ ¡Go Follow My Wattpad!☆

I hope my fanfics and stories satisfy you and that you guys enjoy reading them thanks for the support <333

[ayteya]

Hi hi, saw you're open for requests :) can you pls do Rotxo headcanons? Thanks x

Rotxo Fluff Headcanons

Pairing: Rotxo x fem!reader

Requested?: Yup ↑

Word count: 275

A/N: Needed some time to think of hc's for him, since he's not one of my top fav. characters. Srry for the wait, I hope you'll like it ^-^

Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes, english isn't my first language.

Rotxo is a sweetheart, kind, gentle and there for you whenever you need him.

When he finds something you might like on a hunt or on the beach, he'll bring it to you. That's why you have a whole box of seashells he brought you.

That sweet boy even makes necklaces for you out of some seashells

You'll definitly be riding your Ilu's together.

Swimming together as well. All the time.

He loves having you around, so he'll probably take you everywhere with him. He can't help it.

He'll introduce you to his soul brother once the Tulkun are coming back. He'd love to meet your soul sister as well.

You'll definitly have a 'secret spot' only the two of you know about.

That would be a place where you can watch the sunrise or sunset together, or maybe even both. While cuddling of course.

He isn't really into PDA, but once you're alone you can prepare for lots of kisses and cuddles.

Rotxo's so in love that he can't stop staring at you.

You two spend a lot of time with your families. His, yours, or both together.

He's someone you can have the best deep-talk with while staying up late.

That's stuck in my head: Him sitting at the beach with you between his legs as he looks over your shoulder to help you make a necklace or bracelet out of some seashells and some other pretty things you two found earlier. All of this happens while the sun is setting, sending beautiful colors across the sea and you two.

Don't hesitate to drop requests in my inbox ^^ Just click here to do so.

Ayteya <3

[mainbrqin]

submitted by @t3x3d

oooo okay let's do this shit

TW: BODY HORROR

Poison was born and raised in a small mushroom village in the same forest Blue Lily is from, though they sprouted from the ground and never knew their parents

A lot of people think Poison is on drugs. Nah. They were just born like that in my au

The "shroomies" they give out actually grow from their body. They let people pull them out and/or harvest them, it doesn't hurt or bug them and sometimes Licorice gathers a few for his magic.

Sometimes the shroomies are grown inside their body. That's what really hurts them. They do pass naturally, but think of it like passing a kidney stone but it comes out of your skin, guts, or literally any gaping hole. This causes a lot of body horror like stuff, like tearing in their skin, open holes, damaged eyes, etc.

Because of the shroomies that previously grew out of their eyes, Poison Mushroom is almost entirely blind. They're Pure Vanilla-level blind where using their eyes is almost impossible, so they rely on their other four working senses.

Poison Mushroom also has nerve damage from these mushrooms. They have a lazy eye and a slumping lip. It's really eerie at first glance, but the COD have gotten used to it.

Poison Mushroom considers Strawberry Crepe like an older sibling. Crepe has protected Poison from danger.

Poison also considers Red Velvet and Licorice as their parents. At first it was just Licorice, but when Licorice and Red Velvet met, Poison clung to them both.

Poison has met the sea cookies at some points. Mango is... really creeped out by them. Sorbet avoids them entirely. Squid Ink is Poison's only sea-cookie friend. Even then, friend is a very loose term... more like an aquaintence that you consider a friend.

Poison is about 10 years old and stands at 4'3".

Poison uses very broken grammar and often slurs their speech like in game or warbles a mysterious mushroom language. Sometimes you have to dumb things down a lot for them to understand you.

Poison sleeps standing up. I take no criticizm.

Poison suffers from schizophrenia, suffering from visual and auditory hallucinations. They like to tell Crepe what they see, since Crepe is the only one that'll actively go with it, pretending they see what Poison sees in hopes they don't feel alone.

Poison Mushroom is autistic and LOVES talking about all the different types of mushroom and fungi they know. They sometimes rant to the others (though they mostly don't care)

here ya go :) srry for spelling mistakes, im dyslexic 😭 p sure my spell checker got most of it tho

edit: woa i wrote WAY too much LOLLLL