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ssahotchnerr · 2 years ago

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Hey hey Katie!! Have fun on your road trip!

So what do you think about Reader, Jack, and Aaron (reader and Aaron are married) going to a water park together since it’s the end of summer?? I can totally seeing Jack bouncing off the walls wanting to go on the slides and reader and Aaron trying to constantly catch up to him! Like they’re being all domestic and cute going to the wave pool, lazy river, etc. 🥹

Thennnn Aaron and reader have “beef” since Jack wants to ride with his Momma on the tube slides instead of Aaronnnnn but then Aaron gets him a giant ice cream and Jacks like 😃 ok daddy I love you

Meanwhileeeee Aaron and reader are trying not to jump each other cuz they’re appreciating how they look and have fight off all the other people trying to flirt!! Then maybe they go home and have pizza and watch a movie together!

i did have fun thank you!!!! and AH your mind >>>>

it's def a lil end of summer surprise for jack 🥰🥰🥰 hehe you and aaron are getting ready for bed one night, discussing how summer just flew by and the days are dwindling down until jack is back in school 😭 🥲 AND since aaron doesn't work the next day, you both agree you should take advantage of it and take jackers out to do something fun!!!!!! <3333 aaron checks the weather for the next day to narrow down ideas, sees it's gonna be a hottttt one and comes up with the genius idea of going to a waterpark!!! something so fun and a good way to beat the heat <33

AH so you wake up jack bright and early the next day - aaron wanted to get there earlier to beat the crowd/traffic - and as he's opening his eyes, still half asleep, you brush his hair away from his eyes and whisper-ask :D "wanna go to a waterpark????" and within an instant, jackers is wide awake with the biggest most excited grin on his face <3333 his swimsuit is on in record time and he's eagerly talking you and aaron out the door as quickly as possible.

and as you get him and yourself ready, aaron has the job of collecting the towels, flip flops, sunscreen, anything you may need throughout the day, putting it in a big beach bag, and has the task of loading up the car 🤭 hehe it's very Dad of him <3333

as you three are pulling into the waterpark, jack is pointing out alllll the slides he sees and needs to go on because they look "super cool!!!!!!" - he's practically out of his seat, still buckled in, and aaron keeps looking in the rearview mirror and keeps reminding jack to stay put until he's parked 🤨🫵🏻🥰 but jack being as excited as he is, doesn't listen 🤭

and once you're all in the park, sunscreen is on and your spot has been selected, sweet jack is pulling on your hand trying to drag you away to go on slides <333 hehe leaving aaron in the dust 🤭 aaron pretends to be offended, pouts, and asks "what about me??? this was my idea you know???" and jack just giggles, clutches onto your hand and insists again how he wants to go on with you <3333333 so as the day progresses, he teases jack how the two of you are having all the fun 🙄 BUT for some of the bigger slides, the ones that make jack a bit nervous 🥺 he wants aaron to go on those with him 😭

and the lazy river <33333 the three of you spend sooo much time in there. aaron is the only one trying to relax, while you and jack team up to splash him every so often 🤭 hehe aaron is lounging in the floatie, eyes closed, he looks like he's asleep lmaooo 😭 and when he gets splashed, he totally plays it up for jack 🥹 pretending the water is such a surprise and topples into the river, which causes jack to erupt in laughter 💓💞 and UGH it tugs at your heartstrings because aaron 🥹🥹 is such a good dad <33333

and when aaron sees you in your bathing suit 🤭 he totally tries to grab your ass multiple times throughout the day. in response, you just smack his hand back and then also his chest gently and whisper-yell at him amusingly, "aaron!!!!! there are children here" and he just shrugs his shoulders and gives you a smirk ;)))))

AND every time you peer at aaron to check him out in his shirtless glory <3333 he's already peering at you to check you out 🤭 hehe the two of you just stupidly grin at each other, and UGH aaron causes you to blush everyyy time

but omg the other moms are TOTALLY checking aaron out, so you keep offering to put sunscreen on him to show he's yours >:( like one glances in his direction, their gaze lingers on him and his body for a bit too long and you're turning to aaron and urgently telling him, "i need to put sunscreen on your chest now" hehe and the first few times, aaron whines a bit, says how he's already fully covered thanks to you but complies <333 and eventually aaron catches on why and is so so sweet 🥹 so he'll let you manhandle him and put sunscreen on with no complaints, and alwayssss gives you a sweet kiss and reminds you he's all and only yours <33333

and at the end of the day, jack is soooo tuckered out from all the time spent in the sun, all the fun he had, and aaron carries him back to the car 🥹🥰 and once you're back home, the ac feels so nice and welcoming, aaron lays jack in his room so he can continue napping, and then the two of you take a shower together to cool down and wash up - hehe aaron makes a comment about he has to get all the sunscreen off him LMAO which reminds you of earlier so you have to remind him again who he belongs to so 🤭 that calls for shower sex of courseeeee 🥰💞💞💕💞

and once jack is awake and showered, the three of you finish the most amazing summer day by ordering some takeout, watching a movie and cuddling on the couch <3333333

#let's talk aaron <333 #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner imagine #criminal minds #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds x reader

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ellabswilliamson · 9 months ago

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Since you're accepting requests, can I pls ask something like this

Jesse and Fem!reader are dating, and in one of the times she's at home with him, she goes to the bathroom. When she comes back, she catches jesse saying sweet nothings to reader's puppy and playing with the dog. And reader gets emotional because she realizes she just got the softest dad for her pets. Jesse laughs when he realizes she's crying about something so silly like that. All very domestic and comfy, i know🫣

Jesse x Fem!Reader Request

Domestic fluff, fluff, Jesse x Fem!Reader, date night au, sfw, happy ending.

Words: 2,642

(( This was super cute to write, and I had a lot of fun doing it! I do hope you enjoy it!!! And thank you for the request! ))

Summary: As you're getting ready for date night with Jesse, you realize how perfect he is for you.

A year. You almost couldn't believe it.

It had been a whole year since you and Jesse decided to make your relationship official. A year since he'd nervously asked you to dance at the fall harvest festival held in Jackson and whispered the question in your ear during one of the slow dances. You don't know how the time passed by so quickly, but you were thankful for the year of memories made beside the man you loved.

Tonight was your one-year anniversary, and Jesse told you he has an incredible night planned for the both of you, though he's refused to mention anything that may spoil the anticipation. Your brain had been spinning all week trying to figure out what was in store, but alas, Jesse was the stupid, adorable rock that wouldn't budge, and all of your guesses were met with the same "I'm not gonna tell you, you just have to be patient," calmly chuckled out.

As excited as you were, you were also a little anxious, not having a single clue what the surprise was. You'd even tried to get any little slip of info from your mutual friends, like Dina, Ellie, and even Jesse's parents, but it seemed that he had sworn them to secrecy. Alas, the evening was finally here, and you decided to busy yourself getting ready, rather than worry about it. As you walked to get a towel from the hall closet, a small bark startled you from your thoughts. As your four-legged friend padded toward you, you smiled, bending down to pet her. She licked your hand a few times, causing you to giggle. "Hi, Daisy. I know, I shouldn't worry so much." the dog responded with one more hand lick, setting her chin on your knee. "How about you come hang out with me while I get ready, hm? Then we'll get your dinner ready." Daisy looked like she was processing what you said, then without another word, padded her way down the hall and entered your room, leaving you in the dust. You chuckled to yourself, figuring that was all the response you needed from her. You followed her back into your room, where you found her laying in her bed on the floor just beside yours. "Ok, give me time to shower, then you can be the audience of my one-person fashion show," you said to Daisy as you headed for the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, you were freshly showered, dried, hair fixed up, and after some small grooming tweaks in the bathroom mirror, it was time to pick out an outfit for the evening. Only trouble was, since Jesse had kept the planned events of the evening a secret, you weren't sure how to appropriately dress for the evening. Would it be a formal occasion? Something casual with their friends? A small, intimate evening out where a balance of formal and casual would be acceptable? Since Jesse wasn't here to pick you up just yet, you couldn't get his opinion, so it was all up to you. After a few minutes of sifting through your drawers and closet, you found two outfits that you thought would be perfect, but now you had to decide the final one. Decisions, decisions…

Your first choice was a casual button-up blouse. It was tan with red and pink flower print scattered across the fabric, had long sleeves, so it would be perfect for a cooler Autumn night, and since it was a button-up, the neckline would be adjustable. The top would be paired with your favorite (and most comfortable) pair of jeans and finished off with a brown belt to match. It wasn't anything fancy, but it was cute and would work for a nice, casual, celebratory evening out. Best part is it wouldn't restrict any dancing or other physical activities throughout the evening.

The second outfit was a bit more showy, but would be perfect for a more formal evening. It was a sundress in a pale seafoam color with white dots patterned all over it. The neckline dipped into a perfect length vee with the fabric overlaying itself to create ripples for depth and texture, around the waist was strips of the fabric sewn to the sides so that you could pull the dress tighter if need be, and once tied it created a lovely bow in the front. The dress was about mid-shin length, and was made with slits up the side of either leg, the slits stopping just above mid-thigh. Enough so that if you struck a pose or crossed your legs, your legs would peak out, but it wasn't showy enough to be deemed inappropriate to wear in public. The material was fairly light, and with spaghetti straps instead of any kind of sleeve, you knew it might be a little chilly to wear on a Fall evening like this, but then you thought it would be a perfect excuse to steal Jesse's tan denim jacket that he loved to wear, which also happened to be your favorite jacket of his.

(Whichever outfit you pick, choice 1 being the casual outfit and choice 2 being the more formal outfit, slightly effects Jesse's reaction to seeing you. After making your choice, please continue reading the numbered paragraph matching the outfit choice)

(Choice 1: The casual blouse and jeans) You decide to go with the blouse and jeans. It wasn't anything fancy, but it was cute little outfit, and you knew Jesse would think it was cute because he's the one who bought it for you. You thought about how it was late September. The weather should be reasonable, but you knew the nights get chilly, so this would be perfect for the evening. It was also easy to move in, in case there's a hike or horseback riding or dancing in store for you. Either way, it was sure to be a good choice!

You we're just trying to decide which pair of shoes to wear, when you heard a knock at the front door. "Coming!" you called out as you made your way through the house to the door. A quick safety check through the peephole confirmed your suspicion of who your visitor was, and with a not-so-subtle grin, you pulled open the door to great the love of your life. "Hey, baby, how's it going?" You happily greeted him. Jesse was easy on the eyes. Tall, fit, dark shaggy hair and a 5'o'Clock shadow that he'd been trying to grow out for the last couple weeks. You met his warm, brown eyes and caught a glimpse of his smile and a wave of love washed over you. How'd you ever get so lucky?

"Hi, Hon, it's good to see you," Jesse greeted back as his smile widened and he leaned in for a hug and a quick but tender kiss. "You look great!" He took a step back, admiring your casual outfit, and his wide smile broke into a bright grin. "You're wearing the blouse I got you! I was right: I knew it would look perfect on you," The bright grin across his face and the look of admiration in his eyes told you he loved your look. "And it'll be comfortable for tonight's plans."

(the rest of the story is the same regardless of your previous choice. Please skip to the Orange line below to continue!)

(Choice 2: The light-weather sundress) You decided on the cute seafoam sundress. Sure, it wasn't exactly what you would call a fall-weather dress, but the weather in Jackson usually stayed at reasonable temperatures well into October, and if worse came to worse, you'd just use a nip in the air as an ploy for snagging Jesse's jacket in the most subtle of ways. It was a win-win either way!

"Hi, Hon, it's good to see you," Jesse greeted back as his smile widened and he leaned in for a hug and a quick but tender kiss. "You look great!" He took a step back, admiring your ensemble, and his wide smile melted into a look of awe.

"What? If there something wrong with my outfit?" You asked, assuming you may have gotten a stain on the dress, but when you looked down, you found that the dress was spotless. Well, unless you counted the white dots in the pattern.

"No, totally the opposite. I've just never seen you in this dress before... it looks perfect on you!" The bright grin across his face and the look of admiration in his eyes told you he loved your look. "Although, it might be a little chilly... are you prepared for that?"

A small, mischievous smile spread across your face. "Of course I am! If I get chilly, I'll just have to use your jacket to keep warm," You tried to assume an innocent expression, even though you knew he could see right through your intentions.

Jesse let out the laugh that bubbled up in reaction to your terrible innocent expression. You always loved Jesse's laugh. "Real subtle, babe. Fine, you can steal it for just one night, but only because I don't want to have to change tonight's plans."

(the rest of the story is the same regardless of your previous choice. Please skip to the Orange line below to continue!)

(Read here to continue and finish the fic!)

"And what sort of plans would those be, hm?" You asked innocently, wrapping your hands around Jesse's waist in a casual embrace.

He let out a soft chuckle. He figured you were going to ask. "You're very cute, but as I've said, its a surprise. Just bear with me another hour and you'll see for yourself." He tucked a small piece of hair behind your left ear, planting a gentle smooch on your forehead.

You gave a fake pout before relenting with a sigh. "Fine, you win this one. But only because I can't resist your handsome face." With a small smile, you leaned in to give him a peck on the lips.

"I'll count myself lucky then," He leaned in to meet your kiss. "You almost ready? I've got the saddlebags all packed, so we can head out at any time."

"Oh, so we're going somewhere?" you grinned. Maybe he'd slip up and tell you after all.

"Yes, we have to go for a little ride, but your surprise is at the end of our adventure. That's all you're gettin' out of me. Now, come on, it's almost sunset."

You released his waist, giving a little smile. "Yes, love. Give me a few minutes, and I'll be ready to go." With that, you walked back to your room, leaving him in the living room to wait. As you entered your room, your pup, Daisy got off her bed and trotted down the hallway. Though you'd only had Daisy for six months, she was obsessed with Jesse and always had to say hi when he came over.

Five minutes later, you'd picked out a lovely pair of boots that complimented your outfit, grabbed any last minutes little things you may need for the evening, and made your way down the hall to meet Jesse in the living room. As you approached the end of the hall, you heard someone using babytalk, and the voice sounded very similar to Jesse's. You quietly crept to the end of the hall to see what would prompt him to use such a silly tone that you'd never heard before, and stopped to grin as you saw Jesse sitting criss-cross on the floor, showering Daisy with pets galore. "You're just a pwetty widdle babygirl, yes you are! Ooh, I'm gonna get you! Bwahh! Yeah, you looove the tummy pets, huh? What a sweet girl!" He praised the pup with his babytalk as he tackled her tummy with tickles and pets. You giggled softly to yourself. Yeah, Jesse was perfect for you, and it seemed Daisy agreed, since she didn't let just anyone touch her tummy like that. Your eyes got misty as you realized how perfect Jesse was for you, and that he'd be good to Daisy as well. You stepped out into the living room just in time to hear his last little comments.

"Yeah, you're gonna be so big and strong one day! You'll be the envy of the town. Everyone will wish they had a pup like you," He praised the pup while rubbing her ears. He noticed movement out of the corner of his eye, and immediately jumped up as he made eye contact with you. "Oh, h-hey, you're back!" He stood awkwardly, looking from you, to Daisy and back. "Not sure how much of that you heard... But let's pretend you heard none of it," He blushed, chuckling shyly. His cool-guy persona was shattered now, but it didn't make a difference to you. You already knew Jesse was a softie at heart.

You smiled, chuckling with him, before moving closer to pull him into a hug, hoping he wouldn't noticed your teary-eyed expression. "Oh, Jesse, you're so serious, sometimes. I love you, you know?"

He chuckled awkwardly again, but flashed you a soft look and smile before noticing the threat of tears in your eyes. "Are you alright, babe? You look like you've been crying." He asked, concerned about what made you sad.

Wiping away the bit of mirth from your eyes, you nodded. "Yes, I'm fine. Just seeing you being so kind and sweet to Daisy made me realize I definitely made the right choice. I just...really love and appreciate you, Jess. I hope you don't think I take you for granted." You said, hoping your voice didn't sound too sad.

"Hey," he chuckled, pulling you into a tight hug. Some might think you're silly for crying over something like that, but he knew you were being serious. "I'm happy to have both of you in my life, and I wouldn't trade it for the world, I hope you know that." He gently guided your face to his, using his thumb and finger to guide your chin toward him. "I think it's sweet, how fully you love. And I hope I never take that for granted. I love you, too, you know." He reassured you, punctuating his last sentence with a long, tender kiss.

"Thank you. It's also so refreshing seeing that soft side of you. Why don't I see that more often?"

He blushed slightly, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's easier to be taken seriously in my line of work if I'm the cool, no-nonsense guy. Guess it's hard to let go, sometimes."

You gave a soft chuckle, hugging him again. "It's ok, your secret's safe with me."

"Good. You're sworn to secrecy, by the way. Daisy doesn't want people to know that she secretly loves belly rubs."

"Of course, Love. I wouldn't want daisy to be embarrassed." You agreed, taking a second to enjoy this moment. This was going to be the perfect evening, and a perfect beginning to the years ahead of both of you.

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thevampsworld96 · 11 months ago

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A Chance Encounter - BWS

Hey, everyone. I hope you're doing well. I've been working this all morning and I hope that you enjoy it.

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Nerves were hitting you like a lightning strike, but you did your best not to worry about them. You stood in front of the mirror, shuffling and dusting off the lint that was on your black dress as you had a date tonight. You loved the way it hugged your curves it was just perfect.

Tonight was the night where Brad, who was a friend but a couple of nights before he had declared his feelings towards you. The pair of you went to a party as it was a friend and of you asked Brad to come and he never really hesitated to yes but when he you squealed with joy.

Moving back to the present, you spent hours getting ready cause you know the time you take, so you thought to get ready early even though Brad was the one who was going to pick you up.

The one last thing left to do was add some lipstick to finish off the look. You searched for the perfect shade, which diskt took long, finally agreed on a cherry red shade while finishing off your phone, which sat on the dressing table, began to buzz it was Bradley.

"Hey, just to let you know, I'm on my way. Can't wait to see you!"

You couldn't stop smiling after reading that instantly. You started to feel butterflies. You grabbed your phone and keys and put them in your bag, and hurried downstairs as you heard a knock on the door, and you didn't want to keep him waiting.

Running to the door, you opened it, and you found him standing there leaning against your frame of the door. He looked very effortless and handsome waiting for you, which he did patiently.

"Hey wow well don't you look bloody gorgeous tonight

Bradley says with a warm smile on his face, and then shortly afterwards, you give him one back. Your cheeks were flushed as complimented you.

"Thanka, you clean up nicely yourself too"

You said to him, and while chuckling nervously but you found it cute.

"Shall we go?"

He asked you.

"Yes, let's go"

You say to him while closing the door behind you, and he offers his arm for you to hold, and you never hesitated to take it.

"Now the restaurant isn't far from here, so I decided to walk it if that's OK with you. Y/N"

He asked politely. He looked at you with the same charming smile that you always loved.

"That's OK with me, Bradley"

You said to him with a smile once, and you both strolled along the pavement. It was a cool, crisp evening but wasn't too cold or too it was just perfect.

While walking, it gave you both a chance to have a conversation, which made you laugh as Bradley was telling something that had happened in the studio while he was working, and the pair of you laughed and just like that you reached the restaurant. You felt a feeling of surprisingly at ease while being in his presence, but this wasn’t new. You always felt that with him, but tonight, it was a different way.

At the restaurant, the staff placed you both on a cosy corner table and clearly knew you were on a date. You both ordered some drinks and food. Once they arrived, you both had started some random conversations.

"So how's the writing coming along"

You asked him while sipping your drink and eating the food you ordered.

"It's going fantastically well. I've been a studio rat, actually"

You laughed.

"A studio rat, oh, that is just hilarious"

You said to him he then chuckled to himself as he knew it was true.

"It's true Y/N"

He added.

"Tell how's work going for you"

He asked.

"It's going great. I'm getting a promotion"

You say to him. Bradley's lit up excitement and happiness for you and your accomplishment.

"No way you kept that quiet, Y/N that is bloody amazing you deserve it"

He said to you while giving you an applause that he was so happy and proud of you as he knew you were great at your job. The pair of you spent the whole night talking sharing stories and thoughts and opinions on certain things and before you knew it. It then came to closing time, and you made your way to the exit while thanking the staff who have served you.

The pair of you stood outside the restaurant, and my hands started to touch as your eyes locked on to each other's and started to burst out laughing once more, remembering the last conversation.

Bradley walked you back to your flat. You leaned against your door, hands still interwined. The pair of you realised they had to say goodbye reluctantly, though you didn't want this night to end.

"I really don't want this night to end Brad"

You say to him.

"Neither do I," He said, hesitating just slightly before he carried on. "I honestly had the best time tonight. we should do it again some other time. Can we do it all again"

He asked you.

Your heart soared with happiness hearing the words that he had said.

"I would love that more than anything. Thank you for a lovely night. " You were unable to contain her smile, and then you wrapped your arms around him, and instead of him doing back, he kissed your lips, which you didn't really deny or pull away it felt right on this perfect night..

#brad simpson #brad simpson imagine #the vamps imagine #bradley simpson #bradley simpson imagine #the vamps #bradley will simpson #brad simpson x reader

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eadanga · 2 years ago

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The King’s Queen

Liam woke up to a kiss on his cheek he smiled and opened his eyes to the wonderful sight of his beautiful wife Natasha “Good morning love”

“Good morning Liam”

“So what do I owe the pleasure of being woken up like this?”

Natasha giggles “Well look on the table Liam”

Liam looks and grins to the breakfast in front of him “You made me breakfast in bed?”

“Yes Liam”

Liam sits up and pulls her in for a soft kiss “Thank you love this is wonderful”

“You’re welcome Liam” Natasha smiles “We have a long day ahead of us”

“I know love with the ball you know I’m formally introducing you to my old childhood friends and the rest of the court how are you feeling about that?”

“I’m a little nervous Liam”

Liam cups her cheek “Hey I’m gonna be with you every step of the way”

“I mean Liam what if they don’t like me?”

Liam pulls her in his arms “So what if they don’t? It shouldn’t matter what they think you know I love you and if they don’t that’s their problem”

Natasha smiles “Thanks Liam”

Liam throws the covers off and kisses her forehead “I love you my queen

“I love you too Liam”

“Now come let’s have breakfast and get ready before the guests arrive”

****

Natasha admires herself in the mirror She turns around “Liam how do I look?”

Liam smiles “You look beautiful love”

Natasha smiles “Thanks Liam”

“No thanks needed just telling the truth love”

Natasha grins then dusts off her dress “Ok I’m ready”

“Great” He holds out his arms “Shall we love?”

Natasha giggles and takes his arm. They walk to the ballroom and the herald announces their arrival “King Liam and Queen Natasha Rys”

The doors open and they enter the ballroom. As they walk down the steps Natasha’s eyes scanned at the crowd she hears all the whispers and murmurs

Liam whispers in her ear “Hey just focus on me”

“Ok Liam”

As the ball goes on a blonde hair woman approaches them “Liam so good to see you”

“Alexandra so nice to you too”

Alexandra looks Natasha up and down “Is this your wife?”

“Yes this is Natasha”

“Hi so nice to meet you”

“You too so what house are you from”

“Beaumont”

“Strange I didn’t know the Beaumont house had female heirs”

“Oh no Maxwell offered me an opportunity to come here so I was trained in the royal ways”

“So you’re commoner then?”

“Yeah”

“But now she’s a queen my queen” He kisses her cheek “And I couldn’t be happier”

“Very…cute Liam well see you around” Alexandra struts away

Natasha smiles “She seemed nice”

“Yeah I guess she did”

“Excuse me Liam I’m gonna go to the bathroom” Natasha walks away

Liam goes to greet more guests. After his rounds Liam heads to get a drink he overhears Alexandra with the other ladies

“Can you believe it Liam married a commoner that should be me next to him being queen”

“I wonder where his head is?”

“I know I mean what can a commoner give him” Alexandra scoff “He’ll probably be wiping her bum”

The other ladies laugh

Liam felt himself tense up as she continues

“What does she have that us royals and nobles don’t? I’m ten times better than her I mean I’m the heir to the Davidson house I’m gonna be a duchess and I’ve known Liam since we were babies I would have been the perfect queen out of all the girls he marries her? What’s so special about her?”

Liam slams his drink on the table and marches right up to her “How dare you disrespect my wife?!”

Alexandra looks at him shocked “Liam I was just -”

“Just what?!”

Alexandra looks around and sees people watching

“No go ahead say what you were saying I’m sure we’ll all love to hear the garbage coming out your mouth!”

“But Liam why her?! I’ve known you for years we grew up together the whole country expected us to be together and yet you choose a commoner over me?!” She takes a step forward “I could have been perfect for you I’ve been in love with you for years and yet”

Liam holds up a hand to stop her “You don’t know Natasha like I do she’s kind caring amazing passionate and hardworking she cares about everyone she’s an amazing person while you’re petty self-absorbed and horrible!” Alexandra tries to respond but Liam continues “And I rather have a baby with the woman I love than someone of horrible as you!”

Gasps and whispers comes from the crowd

Alexandra’s eyes go wide “She’s pregnant?!”

“Yes” Liam beckons for someone in the crowd and Natasha comes out he wraps his arm around her waist. He turns to the crowd “My queen and I are expecting a baby and I don’t want such stupidity to happen here again if you got a problem with the queen you’ve got a problem with me is that understood?”

The crowd nods as Alexandra turns on her heels and runs out in tears

Natasha turns to Liam “Let’s go on the balcony”

Liam takes her hand and leads her outside he turns to her with a sad smile “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to blurt it out I know we were waiting but she just made me so angry I”

Natasha puts a finger to his lips “It’s ok Liam I love the way you defended me I’ve never seen you so angry before”

“Hey you’re my queen I’ll always defend you especially against bitches like that” Natasha laughs “I love you Natasha I wouldn’t trade my life with you for anything”

“I love you too Liam”

He kisses her deeply as their arms come around each other

Tags: @indiacater @mfackenthal @the-soot-sprite @gkittylove99 @iaminlovewithtrr @princess-geek @ta-sayeed

#Royal Romance #the royal romance #the royal heir #the royal finale #choices trr #trr liam #trr/trh #king liam #liam x mc #Liam Rys #choices fanfiction #choices fandom #choices fan fiction

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kittenfangirl20 · 7 months ago

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(Before I have the scene put in there, I was wondering if it is ok with you if I have a sex scene between Adam and Lucifer before the curse is broken, like maybe after they dance in the ballroom and before Adam lets Lucifer use the mirror to see how Charlie is which results in Adam letting Lucifer go save Charlie even if it means the curse won’t be broken, I can see why some people would be weirded out by this kind of scene, we will still have the curse broken the way it was in the movie)

*Lucifer thew himself onto the and broke down crying, he was never going to see Charlie again he suddenly hears a tap on the door and opens it looking around not seeing anyone*

Lucifer: Is anyone here?

Niffty: It’s me Niffty, I wanted to bring you some tea.

*Lucifer looks down to see a talking tea pot named Rosie with a little tea cup by here*

Lucifer: A talking tea pot.

*Lucifer backs into the room and bumps into the wardrobe who was Niftty*

Niffty: You should be careful, but I will forgive you since you look like such a cute bad boy.

*Lucifer falls onto the bed*

Lucifer: This is impossible.

*Niffty decides to ignore that comment and get to the juicy gossip and props herself by the bed*

Niffty: So have you come to marry our bad boy?

*Lucifer looks confused and turns to ask Rosie who was making him tea*

Rosie: She is talking about Adam, we are all hoping Adam is able to find love soon. I’m Rosie by the way and that is Niffty.

Lucifer: I am probably not going to marry Adam.

*while yes Lucifer found Adam very attractive, he just couldn’t think of marrying the man who was keeping him prisoner, but he also couldn’t help the other thoughts Adam laying under him looking so needy, Rosie understood why Lucifer wouldn’t find marriage to Adam appealing, she felt sad for Adam, she was the closest thing he had to a mother when his parents died when he was a baby, she remembered holding Adam as he broke down sobbing after seeing his reflection after being forcefully turned into a beast*

Rosie: That was a very brave thing you did.

Niffty: We all think so.

Lucifer: I lost my sister, my dreams.

*Rosie leaned against Lucifer’s hand in a comforting manner, Niffty started to show Lucifer suits or dresses in Lucifer’s size asking what he would like to wear to dinner, before Lucifer could say he didn’t want to have dinner with Adam, Husk came into the room*

Husk: I have come to escort Lucifer to dinner.

Lucifer: Thank you, but I am not having dinner with him.

*Adam was nervously pacing back and forth as his claws were digging into the palms of his hands*

Adam internally: This is my last chance to break the curse.

Adam: Why isn’t here, I told him come down. Why isn’t he here?

*Adam felt his temper and fear going to war with each other, he needed Lucifer to love him and he needed to love Lucifer*

Angel Dust: I know you need to break the curse, but you to be patient. He lost his sister and freedom all in one night.

*Adam felt guilt gnaw at his heart, he hated how his temper would get the better of him at points like this, it truly made him feel like a monster*

Angel Dust: Do you think he could be the one to break the curse.

Adam: Of course I have, I’m not a fool.

Angel Dust: Good, we just need to find a way to have you woo that handsome little guy and it starts with you learning to control your temper.

*as if to put him to the test, Husk walked into the dining room alone*

Adam: Well, where is he.

Husk: He’s not coming.

*back at the village Charlie was just thrown out of the pub after making wild claims about a beast holding Lucifer prisoner, Lilith sat in her chair thinking*

Lilith: My dear Alastor, you remember that insane asylum you inherited from your father?

Alastor: Of course I love hearing the patients scream in terror when they see me.

Lilith: I was thinking that once Lucifer comes back room where he ran off to we can just threaten to this dear Charlie into your insane asylum unless he marries me.

Alastor: What a diabolical plan, I love it.

@things-arent-what-they-seem66

(Beauty and the Beast AU)

*Lucifer stepped out of the cottage he lived in with his sister and made way to the village, people would stop and whisper about the strange young man who preferred reading over more accepted masculine pastimes and his eccentric inventor sister*

Lucifer internally: Just ignore their gossip, I wish that there was more than the provincial life.

*thankfully he made it to the book store and found his favorite book about far off places, magic spells, daring sword fights, and Prince in disguise, he thought that he would make it out without having to talk to someone but Lilith and her crony Alastor stood in front of him*

Lilith: Hello Lucifer.

Lucifer: Bonjour Lilith.

*Lucifer hoped that his tone of voice conveyed how much he didn’t want to talk to the arrogant woman, but Lilith just grabbed the book from him*

Lucifer: Lilith, may I have my book please.

Lilith: How can you read this, there are no pictures.

Lucifer: Well some people use their imaginations

Lilith: It’s about time you got your head out of those books and started thinking of more important things, like me. The whole town is talking about you and your obsession, it’s not right for someone to have his nose in a book at all times, it’s not very manly.

Lucifer: You are positively primeval.

Lilith: Why don’t we go to the tavern and look at my hunting trophies.

*it wasn’t lost on Lucifer that he wasn’t allowed to act in a way that was seen as unmanly, but Lilith could hunt all day and be the town hero*

Lucifer: Not today, I need to help my sister.

Alastor: Crazy old Charlotte nerds all the help she can get.

Lucifer: Don’t talk about my sister that way.

Lilith: Yeah, don’t talk about his crazy sister that way.

Lucifer: My sister isn’t crazy, she is a genius.

*Lucifer grabbed his book from Lilith and ran back home, in a castle close by Adam dug his claws into the painting of him as a human and tore it to shreds*

Adam internally: You make one fucking mistake and you get a curse placed on you.

*Adam looked down sadly at his his fur covered arm, he then put his hands on his head feeling disgust at the large black and gold horns on his head, everything about his beastly body made his feel so disgusting, he had until the last petal on the enchanted rose fell to find love and break the curse on him or else he would be a beast forever, Adam curled up in a ball on his bed*

Adam internally: Who could ever love a beast.

*sobs shook Adam’s body until he fell asleep*

Lucifer could see smoke coming from the windows of their home, he ran to be sure his sister was okay.

Lucifer: Charlie? You okay in here?

Charlie: All good! Just blew a fuse in the machine but Lu, I tell ya this is the one. The one that will work and get us out of this little town.

Lucifer admired his sister so much, ever since their parents died she has taken care of the pair of them. She's been inventing in the hopes that someone will buy one and they can move away.

Charlie: I just have to fix this one thing.

Lucifer: Char, do you think I'm weird?

Charlie: What? No of course not. You're the kindest person I know Lu. Don't listen to those people in town, they don't know anything.

Charlie fixed her machine and loaded onto the back of their wagon.

Charlie: Okay, I'm going to the city for a few days. This is the one I can feel it!!

Lucifer smiled: Good luck sis.

They hugged and Charlie took off. After a while it got dark and she feared she was lost.

Charlie: Oh no......

Wolves spooked her horse who bucked her off and ran away.

Charlie: Shit!

Charlie ran as fast as she could until she came across what looked like an abandoned castle. Fearing for her life and being very cold she entered the palace.

She had no idea the beast that was inside.

Lucifer heard his sisters horse running back. He went outside but didn't see Charlie. He feared the worst and unhooked the horse and took off to look for her.

Lucifer: Come on girl, take me to Charlie.

#beauty and the beast au #adamsapple #hazbin hotel #adam #hazbin hotel adam #lucifer #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel lucifer #adam as the beast #lucifer as belle

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safetea · 2 years ago

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i sewed flowers to my headphones and crocheted a sweater yay 🌻

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angelsarewatching · 2 years ago

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KÖNIG Headcanons (NSFW at the end)

Born in Austria, but moved to Germany when he was like, seven.

Suffers from the most severe amount of anxiety you've ever seen. Like. Not the cutesy, blush, "imscawedtopresentinfrontofclass" thing you'd see on a cute anime girl. Nope. This man is a severe

WRECK.

He is absolutely NOT pure but he's like. The awkwardest bitch to ever exist. Why. Why. Who gave you anxiety my love.

Not cinnamon roll either, these are skilled, deadly operators we're talking about.

Gets flustered for no reason ever and gets the most random anxiety attacks for what he calls the "smallest" things ever.

His brain goes FULL alert and alarm mode when there's a very small problem that will not affect his life at all and when there's an actual BIG problem in place, like life-ending missiles?

His brain takes a sip of vodka and then goes like "yea it be like that sometimes"

Bullied in grade school, high school, not college. He enlisted into the army when he found out being built like a mountain also meant that it was harder to knock you down. In combat, I mean. But it's easier to knock him down mentally..

would have actually went to college if not for his crippling anxiety kicking him in the gut every time he tried to go out for a walk. someone passes him by and it's immediately "shit shit shit shit shit shit shit they hate me i'm actually so fucking worthless like-" i wish i was exaggerating but no. he was just really fucked over mentally as a kid.

grew up being bullied like HELL because of how tall he was. like. it wasn't normal. it wasn't even bullying it was just some people laughing at him from time to time about how large he was. this actually hurt him severely and sometimes refused to go out and if he was forced to. he would cry

severely sensitive about his face. he looks Fine. not attractive or ugly but. just a regular german guy. but with very sad eyes. for some reason.

seems. apologetic. his resting face is a man wanting to apologize.

definitely suffered from depression for a few years in his high school days. just not wanting to go to school and it being difficult for him to even get out of bed.

he also suffers from extreme self-esteem issues. he hates his face. Very much. has tried to cut it on Very bad days. a few scars here and there but no scarring that's too extensive.

prone to self harming. due to overthinking and extensive blaming and self-deprecating thoughts.

not as bad as ghost but. still Very bad

on a scale of 1 to 10 on how much of a pathetic wreck of a man he is? he's a solid 20.

wears a mask because he is Sensitive. very. he hates his face, he hates mirror, he hates his reflection. very very thankful for his headgear and how it hides his face because he hates his face so so much

cries a lot too. will just break out crying sometimes when he pent up Too much emotion and silent tears will come out of his eyes. but you won't see it. because it's hidden

yeah he literally thinks Everyone hates him just at first glance. he tries not to though. he tries to just focus on the job but he can't help but tremble sometimes.

you'll catch him shaking or stammering on his words too much and he'll just. ignore it if you point it out. and then slam his head on a desk inside his room when you're out of earshot

super critical of himself and his actions. TOO critical.

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Need I say more.

sometimes he just. can't help it. but. suddenly he will feel like his life TRULY is on the line if he doesn't flick the light switch twenty times and blink his eyes five times so that he's safe and all his loved ones are safe and-

too clean of a room. too clean. no dust anywhere. reorganizes four times a day. indecisive. Cannot be trusted to make decisions. absolutely not.

he's OK in the battlefield but outside of fighting and shooting......... he's pathetic.

oh damn he's HORRIBLE at bed. this man's dick game would've been rock bottom if not for his massive -

yeah of course it's massive. why wouldn't it be. he's embarrassed of it because it hangs weirdly if he doesn't wear the tight enough boxers

#könig call of duty #könig #y'all i made it FIRST #without even his full dossier..

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svhnflwr · 3 years ago

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%! the kissing game — k-i-s-s-i-n-g event

× johnny suh: “Let’s put our hands behind our backs while making out and see who gives in to touch the other first.”

INCLUDES! fluff, descriptive kissing, established relationship, implicit suggestive content (very slight)

NOTES! ok this is actually a prompt i saw on ig and ngl im kinda fed up with this event alr so i just decided to end it with this instead (doubling on johnny lol oops) but tbh this is such a good way to end it I CAN FINALLY START MY 100 EVENT and other wips collecting dust rn

WORD COUNT! 578

“Let’s put our hands behind our backs while making out and see who gives in to touch the other first.”

Your eyes almost popped out of your skull when the words finally processed in your head. You dramatically turned your head towards your long-term boyfriend, Johnny, giving him a look that he would probably copy and ridicule you for it for the next 10 years. Your mouth opened and closed, wanting to say something but nothing came out. Maybe your brain was still processing what he said.

“...Sorry?” was all that came out. Johnny knew that you heard him perfectly. Though he still repeated himself, noting how fidgety you became due to how flustered you felt at his request a second time. You were so cute in his eyes.

The second time around you realized that this man was not kidding. You heard his words loud and clear, and quite frankly the idea he proposed excited you.

More than excited.

There was no word in the world you could use to describe it. But it was a unique mix of everything you were feeling; nervous, excited, flustered, curious, and competitive.

Though you had a hidden voice at the back of your head telling you that you would lose no matter what, you were curious how long it would take. Or even if Johnny was actually more madly in love with you than you thought. That thought alone made your stomach flutter. Maybe the idea was much better than you initially thought.

With both of your bodies now seated on the couch, legs crossed and facing each other. Johnny first put his arms behind his back, motioning you to mirror his actions. You slowly followed suit, that odd mix of emotions swirling inside your stomach once again. Before starting, you looked into his eyes, noting how his pupils slowly consumed his irises.

You hoped he felt that same mix of feelings as you.

And he did.

He wasn’t sure what took over him to propose such a wild request to you, but something in him was eager to try. Contrary to your thoughts, he was confident that he would give in first, completely against his will. Not because he was about to let you win a challenge that he requested, but because he knew that when it came to you, he went a little crazy.

“Ready?”

“Mhm.”

And with that, the two of you leaned closer to the other, the familiar feeling of lips touching washed over you. You and Johnny kissed a lot. It was something you two often did because you simply couldn’t get off each other’s faces that easily; to the members’ despise.

Your lips danced with each other like it was choreographed yet it was a freestyle with unbelievable synchronization. It came very naturally.

Meant to be.

Perfect.

You weren’t sure how you did it. Whenever Johnny turned to one side, you simultaneously turned to the other. His breath fanned your lips as you separated for a fraction of a moment. His teeth graced your bottom lip before they connected again. The soft tingling sensation from his teeth lingered as you felt warmth overtake you. You felt his lashes tickle your cheek as you began to smile into the moment.

And you were so into the kiss, that you failed to notice the pair of hands that held onto you desperately, trying to melt into your lips even more.

If that was even virtually possible.

#ficscafe #nct 127 #nct #johnny suh #nct 127 x reader #nct x reader #johnny suh x reader #johnny suh fluff #nct 127 fluff #nct fluff #nct fics #nct 127 fics #johnny suh fics #johnny suh suggestive #sfw

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omgreally · 3 years ago

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Hi there!

Could I please make a little request for Din?

"I didn't know where else to go"

Thank you, hope you're doing ok today! ❤

Hey lovely! First off, I am SO SORRY this took so long. I know it's been months and I have nothing but terrible excuses. Hopefully this makes up for it at least a little?

Shelter M, Din Djarin/Smuggler F!Reader, 2.1k words Warnings: Angst, drinking, unhealthy coping mechanisms, swearing, Helmetless!Din, lil bit of making out, brief almost-but-not-quite questionable consent, unresolved sexual tension (but who knows, maybe I'll do a Part II?) Summary: Mando has nothing left, nowhere to go. Except to you.

He stands on your doorstep, a soaking wet mass of metal and muscle. The rain falls in rolling sheets, sliding through his hair, down the back of his neck, underneath his cloak and in shining rivulets over his Beskar breastplate.

Without the helm, the Mandalorian looks...smaller, somehow, deflated, but maybe that’s just the defeated look lurking in the dark space behind his eyes.

He looks drained. Empty.

It’s him, though - nobody can fake pure Beskar armor, much less the set he wears. It’s mirror-finish, reflecting your stunned expression in rain-blurred steel.

You open your mouth to say something, but fail to find the words. They all seem so inadequate to address Mando standing in front of you, maskless.

He’s not quite looking at you, his gaze alternating between the ground and somewhere beyond your left ear. You resist the urge to glance behind you, instead taking him in, cataloguing the changes since you last saw him.

It’s been months, but it usually is. His circuitous route of bounty hunting doesn’t intersect with your parts of the Rim very much, which is fine; this way your businesses don’t overlap. As a smuggler, you’re far too likely to be on the wrong end of a tracking fob, so you stay away and so does he.

Once, you were a useful connection. You’re not sure when you crossed the line into ‘ally’, much less ‘friend’. Yet here he is, staring at you through the pouring rain. Helmet off, tucked almost protectively underneath his arm.

“I didn’t know where else to go,” he says, dully, and his voice sounds so different yet familiar that you experience a sense of disorientation, of the planet’s surface tilting beneath your feet as you re-orient yourself to this strange new reality where the Mandalorian comes to you for help.

Once, you would have asked for credits first. Now, all you say as you recover from your shock is, “Are you all right?” He shakes his head mutely as you step back and allow him access into your planetside flat.

It’s small, so small that his arm brushes you as he steps over the threshold. You resist the odd urge to put a hand on his shoulder; you’ve never had to comfort him before, save for buying him a round at some space dive or other after a job gone bad. This is something different. This is something else entirely.

You don’t ask what happened. You doubt he’ll give you a straight answer anyway. And you don’t ask about the helmet. He takes a seat at the kitchenette counter and sets it down on the counter in front of him. The black, empty visor stares at you silently as you fetch a bottle of something cheap and strong and hand it to him, knowing he won’t need a glass.

Mando uncaps it and takes a long drag without a word. He makes a face - so strange to see the expressions that are usually hidden by the mask of the helmet - and suppresses a cough as he hands the bottle back to you. You shake your head and set it down next to the Beskar headpiece.

You’re not known for your empathy, and neither is he, so you settle on practicality which you know he appreciates. “Are you injured?” you ask, businesslike as you examine his face a little closer. There’s the bloom of a bruise on one temple, underneath the damp plaster of his dark hair.

“Not permanently,” he says, that trace of dry sardonicism that you usually find irresistibly hilarious now making you frown. “I’m fine,” he adds gruffly as he reads your expression. You huff, crossing your arms, but he says nothing more. Just picks up the bottle again and swigs with an audible “Ahh,” from his throat.

“Why are you here?” you ask, at last, after watching him drink for a minute in silence. Mando looks at you, at your eyes, and holds your gaze for a long, uncomfortable moment before he finally answers.

“I lost him.”

“The kid?” It feels like you’ve been hit, the air punched from your lungs. You assumed he was back on the Crest, asleep, not - gone.

You had only met the little gremlin twice, once when Mando needed fuel and ammo on the cheap, another for a place to lay low for a day or two. The weird green creature...grew on you, like a very cute fungus. His nonsensical babbling, insatiable appetite, and obvious love for the Mandalorian was infectious. You admit it; you were weak. You got fond. And, in turn, fonder of Mando himself.

And now…

“You found his people?” you manage, and it comes out in a croak. You clear your throat and Mando offers you the bottle. You take it, tossing your head back for a deep swig. It burns going down and warms the suddenly-cold cavity inside your chest.

“Yeah,” Mando says. “He’s...he’s safe, now.” The he was never safe with me is unspoken but you hear it anyway. You pass the bottle back to him.

“I’m sorry,” you say, and mean it. “I know...I know it was never a permanent arrangement, but he clearly meant a lot to you.”

“Yeah,” he says, looking down at his helmet before fitting the rim of the bottle to his lips, tossing his head back and draining the rest of its contents in several long gulps.

You watch the shape of his throat bob in his neck above the wet snarl of his cloak and look away quickly. A buzz is building in your veins already and he’s had most of the bottle - you’re surprised he’s still upright.

“You holing up in your junker tonight?” you wonder, after casting around for a change of subject. An expression of pain crosses Mando’s face, a grimace not caused by the alcohol, for just a second before it’s gone.

“The Crest is gone. Melted to slag and dust.” He says it without inflection, and that’s how you know it’s hurting him.

“Fuck,” you summarize elegantly. Mando nods.

“I haven’t got anything left,” he states. “No ship. No credits. No more favors to call in. Nothing.”

You reach out, more out of anger than anything else, and grab his hand, squeezing so tightly that the wet leather squelches. “Stop it,” you say harshly. “You have everything you need. You’re a kriffing Mandalorian.”

He snorts, pulling his hand away - with some effort. “Not anymore.” He stares down at his helmet, and beneath the scruff and fuzz and rain, his lips press together in a tight line.

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“I broke my Creed,” he shrugs, setting a hand atop the smooth dome of Beskar. “More than once. Didn’t matter at the time. All that mattered...was saving the kid. Making sure he was safe.”

“Mission fucking accomplished, then,” you say, shaking your head. “You pick yourself up. You rebuild. You move on.”

“How can I?” He meets your gaze, and you flinch at the dark intensity of his - something molten, furious there that you’re suddenly afraid of. You haven’t forgotten the promise of violence coiled in his every limb. “I have nothing to go back to. Nowhere to go. That’s why I’m here.” He waves a gloved hand with obvious disgust, and for some reason, that hurts, a sting behind your breastbone like something almost physical.

Mando must see the look on your face, for he wilts like damp lettuce. “I didn’t mean-”

“It’s fine. I get it,” you say brusquely, your words clipped. You take the empty bottle from the counter, your fingers curling around the neck and squeezing, hard. “You come in here, beaten-up, drink my alcohol and drip all over my floors - but I’m the last place you’d go. I get it.”

He rises to his feet, and you forgot how tall he is, how broad. And despite - ormaybe because of - the unfamiliarity of his helmetless appearance, Mando is still intimidating. You don’t shrink back, though; you square your shoulders and your jaw and lift your chin in challenge.

“You’re the last person I’d put in danger,” he says in a low voice, a voice that stirs a strange sensation in the pit of your guts that you haven’t felt in a very, very long time.

“You forget what I do for a living?” you manage, your mouth suddenly dry. You swallow past it, tasting the aftertaste of alcohol and your own misplaced nervousness.

“I’ve been hunted from one end of the galaxy to the other,” he continues in that same husky baritone that makes your knuckles go white. “I wasn’t going to bring that down on you.”

“I appreciate that,” you manage, diplomatically - but he’s not having it, staring you down like his life depends on keeping eye contact. “But I’m a big girl. I can handle things myself.”

He looks you up and down - just once - but with such practiced ease that it makes you wonder how many times he’s done the same thing from beneath the visor. You shiver despite yourself.

“I know,” he says, and then before you can move or react or think, he lunges into your space and kisses you.

If you were shocked by Mando’s sudden appearance, you’re fucking floored by this. You don’t know how to react at first but he proves quickly to be competent enough at this to coax your lips apart with his and get you to kiss him back.

He tastes like a distant hint of blood and smoke and his body is solid as his arm snakes round your waist without you noticing and he pulls you to him. He holds you so that you’ll have to twist away to escape and with the confidence that says he knows you won’t want to.

And you don’t.

Instead you let the bottle fall and it clatters forgotten to the ground as you grab him by the pauldrons and let him lick into your mouth with the answering surge of your tongue and your hips pressing to his.

Mando kisses you like he needs to, and you realize that he’s half-hard already, impatiently nudging a knee between your thighs and pressing you to the wall. You break from his mouth to breathe and wonder if he’s ever had anything but this - a wild, fervid fumble of hurriedly-parted clothes and tangled limbs.

You don’t want to be this for him - a receptacle for his despair, his rage. You have too much of your own to deal with. But you can’t deny that you’ve thought about this, imagined something similar to this very scenario - but you never counted on the weight of emotion that comes with it.

“Stop, Mando,” you say as he sucks bruises into your neck, the edges of his teeth making your breath catch on nothing. He goes still, but his hands are tight on your hips, holding you to him. You can feel his breath, heavy and warm in your ear.

“Not like this,” you tell him. “You can stay, but we’re not doing this. Not like this.”

At first you think he’s not going to let you go, and the thrill that passes through you from the thought is unconscionable. But then his grip loosens and his leg withdraws and he steps back, out of your space. You rub your face with hands you can’t admit are shaking before finally looking up at him.

He looks wrecked. Broken. Staring at the ground, damp hair hanging over his forehead, and you catch the trembling twitch of his bottom lip even as he ducks his head to try to hide it.

“You can take my bunk,” you tell him. “We’ll talk in the morning. Okay?”

For a second you think he’s going to argue, or just...walk out. Relief blooms in you as he nods. He turns without a word to retrieve his helmet before he retreats down the hall.

You watch him go, and the slump to his shoulders breaks your heart. But he’s staying, and that’s something.

You never thought you’d have a broken Mandalorian sleeping in your bunk.

And you’re not sure if you regret the fact that you’re not there next to him.

#request #din djarin/f!reader #din djarin/reader #din djarin/you #mando/you #mando/reader #mando/f!reader #mando x you #din djarin x you

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bakulova · 4 years ago

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Resident Evil Characters w/ a chubby S/o

Alcina Dimitrescu:

I think because of her chest size and her thickness she herself would be a little chubby. She’d probably have a belly love pouch . So she would definitely understand you if you were insecure about your body. But I also think she would help you love your body like she love on yours. When you are feeling very insecure about your body she will make sure to comfort you by kissing you everywhere and I mean everywhere stomach, legs, anywhere your stretch marks reach. Also when you try to go on a diet she will support you all the way but when she starts to notice its taking a toll on you, she stops you. she doesn’t want you to get hurt. She panics anytime you do that, she can’t help it. She definitely scolds you and shows her vulnerability after scolding you. Tearing up and holding you in her arms is a must. After that you kinda use that as a motivation to love yourself more.

She walks into you guys bedroom to which she finds you crying. Tissues spread all over the bed. You mid blow. She takes off her hat and her gloves. She sits in the side of the bed and worriedly holds your hand. “My dear? What’s wrong” Your head held down “Nothing” She moves closer and holds you face with her hands. “Clearly something is wrong” you try to move away, feeling ashamed. “No don’t move away from me love. Please tell me what is wrong?” you sigh and look her dead in the eye “Some maidens were talking about my eating habits and... my looks, wondering how I could be with someone so beautiful like you...” her heart almost burst with rage. Eyes in flames wanting find this maiden and kill them. “Who was it my dear?” she caresses your face with her thumbs. You weakly say “the one with a big birthmark under her left eye” Alcina immediately knew. Her daughters were always telling her about this maid doing something stupid but she was her favorite maid because she got the work done. I guess the praise got to her head. Time to take care of the problem but for now comforting you is the top priority. She climbs all the way in bed and tucks you in, getting comfortable. she sighs and smells in your scent. She kisses the top of your head and runs her hands through your hair. “Don’t worry love she’ll be taken care of by tonight. Pay no mind to what any maids in this castle have to say. You are the most beautiful person in the whole world, don’t let worthless beings make you think otherwise.” You smile and look up at her and nod becoming more comfortable and less sad. Alcina now feels successful in the comfort part now she needs to finish the rest.

Bela Dimitrescu:

Now with Bela, seeing as she is calm/quiet and the sister with the brains. She would see your struggles and silently observe. She secretly follows where you go seeing how you act by yourself. When she sees you crying to yourself in front of the mirror is when she’s had enough observing and more action. she dissipates into flies and appears next’s to you in a flash. She holds you from behind and puts her head on your shoulder, staring at you intensely.

“What?” you whisper weakly while sniffling. “Why must you do this to yourself? you’re perfect my love.” “You think so but I don’t” you snap back. She sighs and turns you chubby cute face towards her. Looking at your cheeks pushing your lips up reminds her of a fish, a cute one at that. She softly grins and kisses your soft lips. “Don’t cry my love. All that matters is that I find you delicious and hopefully nobody else or they’re gone.” she widens her smile. You nod and notice the blood on her face and quickly look back at the mirror and gasp “Bela this is disgusting” you say while wiping it off frantically, she starts giggling.You turn around and wet the rag you were using and start cleaning her to rid of the blood. She backs you to the sink (btw your in the bathroom and the door was open prob should’ve mentioned that before but oh well) her arms on either side of you, towering over you, licking her lips. You gulp at her sudden change. She leans in and kisses you deeply to which takes you by surprise by the passion in it. She pulls away leaving you wanting more and says “Please don’t tear yourself down my love, you’re beautiful as is...” you nod “as long as you keep kissing me like that forever” you both laugh and she takes hold of your waist and takes you to her bedroom for proper cuddling.

Cassandra Dimitrescu:

OK with Cassandra she’s kinda in the middle yk. She can be a sadist but also caring but in a ‘I don’t show you I like you but trust me I do’ . She keeps tabs in you during the day. Checking up on you to see what you’re doing before going back to doing her thing. Whenever catching you feeling insecure she makes sure to try her best at showing her affection for you. Feeding you extra, kissing you, forcing you to cuddle with her. She just wants you to go back to normal. She doesn’t like to see you vulnerable. I’d also say she struggles to comfort you considering she likes to just kill, torture and mock her victims everyday so comforting is a change.

You were just simply sitting in the library reading while having hot chocolate considering how cold it was outside. Some maidens were cleaning the dust near you. You took a split look in case you were in the way and you couldn’t help but see how skinny and beautiful they were compare to yourself. You look back at your book trying not to tear up. You shake your head and close the book, leaving the hot chocolate not feeling confident to continue the day. Walking in the halls trying to keep yourself from crying. You suddenly hear flies buzzing, knowing already who it was you paused trying to stop the tears from getting ready to overflow. “Hello my prey~~” Cassandra hooks her left arm around you shoulders and whispers into your ear “whatcha doin?” You shake her off and run off hiccuping crying. It didn’t help because she just followed you all the way to the shared room. You collapsed onto the bed, face buried into the pillows. The fly buzzing returns as disappears just as quick as it came. You continue crying for some time, so long you thought she was gone. You sit up and look around seeing that she was standing there frozen. You stare in confusion. She then makes eye contact and moves forward and takes her cloak off for more comfort and climbs on top of your legs and kisses you deeply it shocked you. She pushes you back onto the pillows and continues kissing you. Once she’s satisfied with the make-out session she pulls away to admire her work. “So hot seeing you under me all flustered like that” you look away “No I’m not” she tilts her head “I’m not hot” you say annoyed. She gives you a stank face “You ARE HOT” emphasis on hot. You roll your eyes and try to cover your face but she caught your hands right before. “Don’t I wanna see your sexy face” “ugh Cassandra enough” she pauses for a second still holding your hands. she squints her eyes at you then just plop on you with her 6′4 self. “shut up YOU ARE SEXY and HOT. YOU ARE ALL OF THE ABOVE DEAR” it was so amusing to you that you started laughing and trying to push her off but to no avail. she stayed until she felt like you were feeling better. she sits up and grins down at you. “feeling better?” she raises an eyebrow. she admires you out of breath and stares to thing on 18+ things and grins widely. “if not I have an idea” her hands start creeping up under your shirt and that’s where we move on folks.

Daniela Dimitrescu:

Now Daniela is delusional right? so I don’t think she would notice until a maiden or someone said something bad about you. she wouldn’t even notice when your in a bad mood. She kinda clings to you wherever you go so nobody says anything to your face. but you can feel the judgey gazes. They look at you in disgust but daniela doesn’t see them blinded by you and your beauty. After a while of you pushing her away constantly you blow up.

“DANIELA STOP LEAVE ME ALONE” she stops trying to cuddle you and her attitude changes. “w-what?” your eyes widened “I’m so sorry” you back away from her and run away while she stays still frozen staring at where you once stood. Her sisters gather behind her “Dani what’s going on? what was that?” Bela asked. She shrugs and starts to tear up not expecting that. she swallows the lump growing in her throat and excuses herself following fast after you. she finds you sitting outside under the gazebo in the courtyard... in the cold . she wants to run after you she can’t. she tries banging on the window careful not to break it but you ignore it. She curses and looks around and sees a nearby maiden and tells her to go out there a tell your ass to come back in but to bring a blanket. The maid instantly complies grabbing the needed blanket and bravely walks out into the freezing cold to you. she wraps the blanket around you and persuades you to come inside. You come in and immediately gets swooped up and brought into a room. A very familiar room in fact. You try to disappear into the blanket but nonetheless its torn from you and there is Daniela looking like a kicked puppy. It makes you feel so guilty. She pulls you in and sighs turning into a sob. one hand cups your head and the other your back. You both just sit on the ground holding each other. It felt like eternity before either of you spoke. “I’m sorry” you both say at the same time. You both giggle. She continues “I’m sorry for pushing your buttons my dear” she pulls away and caresses the hair out of your face considering it was windy and gross outside. You tiredly smile “no no this was my fault I was insecure and then blew up on you and worried you like crazy.” she purses her lips “no I’m pretty sure this was my fault for not noticing” she makes a funny face which makes you smile “I love you so much Dani” she blushes “I love you too s/o”

Karl Heisenberg:

This man now was taken away from his family when he was a child so he never grew up with affection. I think he would struggle with comforting you at first but he definitely gets better because he doesn’t like when the only thing good in this shit hole is depressed. So expect him to just glomp on you and stay there no matter what. With this he would be patient no matter what, you getting annoyed for him just staying there but you soon realize it’s just to make you feel better. Kisses and sweet nothings are a must. He encourages you and makes sure you know you are everything and more.

You were out and about at the village collecting necessities for you both. A group of men started whispering amongst each other. You didn’t mind it at first and continued shopping until you noticed that they were everywhere you were. Following you with judging looks. You shiver feeling the daggers stabbing your back. You sigh just wanting to get this over. The men started to get more bold and getting up close and acting like they were looking at the items. In reality they were giving you side looks. You continued to ignore until a burly musty man growled and shouted “I don’t know why were taking so long to get to the point!” You stop and look at him afraid now really wishing that Karl was here. You start to shake by how nervous you were. I mean imagine a group of men circling you and shouting at you. The men start getting too close and grabbing you and yelling in your face. Profanities are thrown around, degrading you for being who you are, manhandling but it all stops when 3 lycans come from nowhere and start attacking the men. The big burly man who started it tried to fight but figured out he didn’t have the proper tool to kill the lycan so he dropped the stick and ran for his life only to be stopped by Karl himself with more lycans behind him waiting to kill. The man bows before Karl. Begging for his useless life. This man was far over the edge to be given mercy. You hurriedly run to Karl tears falling. “K-Karl” he signals for you to go behind him. You quickly comply lycans coming up to you and rubbing their heads under your hand to which you pet them to calm your shaking self. Karl makes some sort of signal to which the lycans stopped attacking the men and leaving. Other villagers stopped breathing and watch this all go down. A woman comes up “Please please please forgive my foolish husband please!” she starts begging like her pathetic husband. Karl snorts looking at her “Your husband and his fuck buddies need to pay for starting shit my sweetheart.” the wife starts to cry and looks at you “please please stop him. PLEASE” she starts to rush towards you only for Karl push her back so she falls next to her husband. Karl starts sucking his teeth “see now you shouldn’t have done that” he turns and hold your shoulder and starts walking away lycans making a path for the both of you. Hammer on one shoulder you on the other. He lifts his hammer into the air and lycans starting howling?? and rush towards to villagers who screamed and run. You get one look back to see the man being mauled to death. “Keep looking forward darlin. You don’t need to see that” You nod and lean you head against him sniffling. Once back at the factory he throws the hammer somewhere and the basket of stuff you bought on a table. He picks you up with ease and rushes off to relax with you. You spent the rest of that night being loved on and speaking about anything other than that. “I will always protect you buttercup” he whispers are you slip into sleep.

Donna Beneviento:

Ok so I don’t know much about Donna but I know she is a quiet, shy and seems to be pretty insecure about herself specifically her face hence the face cover. So you too are struggling to support each other. But also trying to the best of your abilities. Like making sure the other is not lacking in an everyday things. I see Angie also trying to keep the spirits up by joking around and pushing you guys to do more. Also I think Donna craves for touch but to shy to ask. When she’s feeling insecure Angie will make sure to tell you so then you can go and hug her and love you. When its you who’s feeling insecure she and Angie will put a little something together with the help from other dolls. She surprises you by shyly giving it to you and waiting for your reaction.

Donna hands you a box, gift wrapped any everything. Lately you haven’t been feeling thee best but you continued living. You had looked in the mirror recently and just watched. The way you looked. Moving your stomach around to how you wished it looked and smiling when doing so but when you let go you stop smiling. That kind of feeling. You look at her confused to which she gestures for you to open it. You start unwrapping the gift and open the box to see 2 puppets. Cloth ones. They looked familiar? Then you turned them over and realized it was you too. A little Donna and Y/N. You giggle at how cute it was and also realized that they were holding hands and the puppets looked so peaceful and so happy. You looked up at Donna who was playing with her hands. You put down the dolls and giver her a big hug to which Angie and the other dolls start cheering because they had work so hard thinking and putting this gift together. You carefully lift Donna’s face cover and warmly smile. “Thank you my dear. I love them” she blushes and slowly works up the confidence to make eye contact with you. When she finally does she gives you a nervous but happy smile back. You cup her cute face and give her a kiss on the lips to which she returns quickly loving the affection. Once you pull away she hold onto your wrist not wanting to stop holding her face. “I’m glad you liked it love” and for the rest of the day was spent cuddling and doing things together with the puppets sitting on the middle of the bed.

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Note: This was not edited yet so excuse me if there are any words missing in a sentence I tend to think faster than I can type. Also I hope you liked this and more coming soon!!

#resident evil village #resident evil 8 #alcina dimitrescu x reader #bela dimitrescu x reader #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #daniela dimitrescu x reader #karl heisenberg x reader #donna beneviento x reader

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keysmashingfantasies · 4 years ago

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An Old Fashioned Meet Cute

A/N: hi! this is my first fic here and i hope you like it. comments and constructive criticism is very much appreciated just please be nice and i tried not to describe nor reader nor the Hilda character too much apart from the fact that they are plus size so it can cater to more people (altough the Hilda character is a white woman originally, I left that out because I wanted everyone to be able to read it) :D. and a huge thank you to @divine-mistake for encouraging me to make this blog and post my fics. ily Tay <3, this one's for you.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!plus size Reader

Word count: 2.1k

Summary: Bucky didn’t remember much of his life before the war. Not as much as he would like, anyway. But he was content to at least have remembered something. The memories of his teenage shenanigans with Steve always made him laugh. But there was a memory that he didn’t even know it was on his mind until that day when he accompanied Steve to the thrift shop. And until an Avengers party, where he met you.

“Steve, come on… Shouldn’t you be showing me the wonders of the modern world?”, he mocked. He knew Steve was doing his best, he did. But he knew that this wasn’t just a friends’ afternoon. And Bucky didn’t need a babysitter.

“I will! I just thought it would be nice to see something less overwhelming first and Sam told me a thrift store would be a nice place to start. Most of this stuff is new to us anyway”, Steve said, picking up a CD of a shelf.

“Yeah, ok”, he mumbled. The things he did for Steve. He mindlessly wandered through the little cluttered store, browsing the shelves full of knick knacks. He saw vinyls, old books, a great variety of toys, some paintings and an old fashioned vanity, with an old mirror, a few vintage perfume bottles, and… Oh.

“Steve?”, he said, picking up the old calendar that was propped up against the stained mirror. Carefully, he lifted the calendar up, looking at his friend. He had seen it before, he knew he did. He flipped through it as he waited for Steve to make his way across the store, careful to not bump in any of the tables containing delicate porcelain tea pots. His eyes scanned through the cover, a delicately painted picture of a curvy woman and with the saying “HILDA, 1940’s calendar” in bold red letters above it.

“Oh wow”, Steve let out a belly laugh. “You remember when we stole some of these? Man, we even took these to war”, he said. He started to remember. Him and Steve running, each one with a calendar in hand, flipping through the pages, Steve whining that he would never find a girl like that. He didn’t even think twice before taking it to the counter, with Steve giggling like a school girl behind him.

“For the memories, punk”, he said in a stern voice and a frown, but with pink dusted cheeks.

“Of course”, Steve said in a mocking voice.

“So, Tony’s throwing a party next weekend”, Steve said as he entered the training room.

“I prefer the thrift store”, Bucky mumbled, without tearing his eyes from the punching bag.

“Come on, Buck. I think it will be good for you to go”, Steve said. “It will be something small, Tony will introduce the new team assistant, so no eyes will be on you”, that got Bucky’s attention.

“Small?”, he said, pushing his hair from his face.

“Very”, Steve assured, but he had that look that Bucky knew very well from his young years; the look he would get when he was about to pick a fight. He was up to no good. But he didn’t want another trip to a dusty thrift store.

“Yeah, sure”, he mumbled.

You were shaking in your boots. Yeah, you knew that you would work for them, which meant that you inevitably would have to attend this kind of things. But this wasn’t like your former office jobs, no. You work for the Avengers now.

“You can do this. You have to. Do it for the paycheck”, you said, trying to reassure yourself as you shakily applied mascara. As you browsed through your wardrobe, you let out a sigh. You remembered shyly asking for advice on what to wear from Natasha, but you took it with a grain of salt. She could wear a potato sack and still look gorgeous, and you were… Well, a potato. You knew this was another test. If you couldn’t handle all eyes on you and the eventual bickering that was about to happen, you were not fit for the job. But damn, you at least expected a few weeks of taking care of documents and serving coffee before a party. In a room. With the, quoting the tabloid you read that very morning “super team that saves the world and looks hot doing it!”. You were a pretty confident person. But this… Anyone would be nervous.

“You can do this”, you told yourself one more time before heading out.

When you got to the party, not everyone was there. You politely greeted everyone with a nod, and gave your name to the ones you didn’t have the pleasure to meet yet.

“You, pick your poison”, Tony Stark pointed at you while walking to the bar.

“No, thank you, Mr. Stark, I won’t be drinking tonight”, you managed to say, silently thanking all the gods above (even the one that was sitting not too far from you) that you managed to hold back the quiver in your voice.

“She doesn’t want to be vulnerable around us. Smart, I like her”, said Natasha. Sometimes you wonder if she was a telepath like Wanda.

“Is there anything wrong, Y/N? I sense that you are uneasy”, asked Vision, with those glassy unblinking eyes. You wondered if he was in your mind that very moment.

“Gee, I wonder why”, said Rhodes, before taking a sip of his drink.

“I’m okay, just… A bit nervous, that’s all”, you said.

“Well, then you definitely need a drink”, said Tony, handing you a glass of champagne that no doubt cost the same as your previous paycheck.

Soon enough, the awkwardness made way to pleasant conversation. You laughed as you listened to their banter. It wasn’t like any business party you ever attended. No, it was more like a family gathering than anything.

The sounds of the elevator doors opening caught you attention as three men wide as refrigerators walked in, followed closely by a pretty young woman. Of course you knew them. You read all about them. Especially The Winter Soldier, the little devil on your shoulder taunting you by remembering you of every single time you talked to your friend about your crush on him.

“Sorry we’re late guys, Steve went to pick me up before the party and we had dinner”, said the blonde, linking her arm with Steve Rogers himself.

“Nah, Sharon, don’t cover his ass. We were late because the three of us had to wrestle Barnes into changing out of that old ass Henley”, said Sam.

Instantly, Tony and Natasha cheered and raised their glasses, making you laugh.

“Yeah, yeah, very funny”, said a gruff voice coming from the bar, making you turn your head, seeing Bucky Barnes open a beer bottle with his vibranium hand. 'How did he sneak past everyone?', your thoughts were interrupted as you took him in. You wanted to personally thank Sam, Steve and Sharon for making him wear that tight fitting black shirt.

“Well, Y/N, here’s Capsicle, Mrs. Capsicle, New Captain, and Snowflake. Guys, this is Y/N, the new assistant. Oh, and there’s Spider Boy but he’s on curfew, Strange had to hop out of the dimension and Scott but he’s… He’s somewhere out there being small, I don’t know. Watch were you step, just to be safe”, said Tony

“Hi”, you gave a shy wave, being greeted right back.

If it wasn’t for the serum, Bucky is absolutely sure he would have a heart attack on the spot. You were wearing red heels, a form fitting black pencil skirt and a white button up blouse and he could see your curves, your strong arms, your thighs. You looked absolutely amazing. You look like one of the girls that Bucky would’ve rushed to ask for a dance back in the day. But what really made him stare is the fact that your body type looked eerily similar to the character of the calendar he spent an embarrassing amount of time staring.

As your eyes scanned the room as you were bombarded with questions, Bucky made sure to avoid your gaze, looking everywhere but your face: his shoes, the ceiling, the armrest on the couch, Steve’s shit eating grin. Oh. So THAT’S what it was about. Little shit.

Even avoiding your gaze, he made sure to keep his ears open. A man could be interested, right?

By the time the party ended, Thor and Bruce were sleeping, Tony was buzzed walking around singing Iron Maiden, Natasha and Sharon were talking, Steve and Sam were giggling like two school girls, Rhodes went home and Vision and Wanda were talking and looking out the window to the New York skyline.

Which left you – and Bucky – alone.

“Uhhh. I guess I’ll start cleaning, then”, you said. Your face was on fire. The only person that you were sure didn’t like you and you were awkwardly standing, not knowing where to look and what to say. It didn’t help that you were attracted to him but damn it, you were not going to lose this opportunity because of a school girl crush. So you decided to keep yourself occupied by taking some empty glasses and bottles from the table and taking them to the kitchen.

“Oh, come on, Y/N! Let the cleaning crew deal with this in the morning!”, said Natasha.

“No, no, I don’t mind. I like to keep myself busy”, you said with a smile. Technically, it wasn’t a lie. You only hoped she couldn’t see how awkward you were.

“I’ll help”, he said, picking up some glasses and following you.

“You can pick up more of these glasses and I can start washing them”, he said. “I- I noticed you got your nails done, so…”, he said, and you shyly looked away while thanking him and making your way out of the kitchen.

In no time, the room was getting emptier. Vision and Wanda went home and Thor took Banner back to New Asgard. And you were almost done with the dishes, having also gotten rid of most of the empty food containers. As you both cleaned, you and Bucky got a bit more comfortable with each other.

“I’m sorry for seeming a bit standoffish earlier”, he said suddenly. “I’m not used to parties and I don’t know how new people will react to me. Especially pretty women”, you smiled at the compliment, but felt your heart ache. You were so caught up in your insecurities that you didn’t even consider his side of things.

“You don’t have to be sorry. I don’t know how you feel but by what I’ve seen and heard, you have a family here. You’re out there fighting to save the world. Trying your best. This is redemption enough, don’t you think?”, you said as you put the glasses to dry, missing the awestruck look that Bucky sent you, a goofy smile making its way into his features. “Okay, you wait here and I’ll get what’s left”.

You were back in no time. “Okay, so just more two champagne flutes and one plate left”, you said but before you could give the dishes to Bucky, you slipped, and if it wasn’t for Bucky’s reflexes, you would’ve fallen hard. You yelped as the sound of breaking glass hit your ears and for a second you two just stared at each other, before Bucky pulled you closer and back to a standing position.

“Thanks”, you said as he helped you straighten up.

“Your ankle, does it hurt?”, he said.

“Uh, no, I don’t think so”, you said.

“Ah, I think it does. And I can’t let a dame go home alone on a hurt ankle”, he said, giving you a dashing smile.

“You know what, now that you’ve said it, it hurts really bad”, you said, catching on. “You know what’s amazing for a bad ankle?”, you asked, and the gentle smile in your lips and the mischievous glint in your eyes made his heart piston inside of his chest.

"What?", he said softly, stepping closer, like you were sharing secrets.

“Ice cream and a walk on the park. Very therapeutical”, you said, making Bucky laugh.

Before you knew it, Bucky had already scooped you up into his arms and rushedly announced that you had slipped and fell, whisking you away into the elevator.

“Dude, that took all night”, said Sam. “This is the smooth guy you told me about?”, he said, while Steve and Sharon laughed.

While everyone got ready to go home, Scott came out of the kitchen in his Ant-Man suit eating some leftovers.

“Someone owes me 20 bucks for making her trip”.

#bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x plus size reader #bucky barnes x chubby reader

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trinketprince · 4 years ago

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All the Youkaimatsus so far

JExcept sets that have all of them as the same youkais (Nekomata, Tanuki and the various Kitsune sets from Tabimatsu)

Pinup Poster from the Osomatsu Character Book #6 (July 2016)

A classic. The very first iteration of Youkaimatsu. Kind of hard to find since it was a bonus poster from the character book, so unless you were actively looking for the book, you wouldn’t find this.

Osomatsu - Kitsune (unknown how many tails he has but is often depicted in fan artworks as 6 or 9, 9 meaning strongest/wisest a kitsune has been, Spirit Fox)

Karamatsu - Karasu-Tengu (pun on Kara, Bird Man)

Choromatsu - Dodomeki (usually a woman cursed with long arms littered with many bird eyes because of greed. Most popular one imo)

Ichimatsu + ESP Nyanko - Nekomata (Two-tailed cat, legend says that cats who live longer than a 100 years gain a second tail)

Jyushimatsu - Rokurobi (available in two flavors. Long Neck and Floating Head. He is the former. Theorized to not actually be a youkai but created for entertainment. Also used as a literary device for a wandering soul.)

Todomatsu - Yukki Onna (Also a joke on Todo being scared stiff. Yuki Onna pull tricks on humans that usually end on the person’s death via cold. Has a harsh and soft side)

Youkai Units from The Great Youkai War event from Hesokuri Wars (November 2016)

Most popular Youkaimatsu set, this baby could get milked for miles, but for some reason isn’t. Has a lot of variants (Awakened, Darkness, Snow, Sakura and Hyakki Yagyou) and connected to a lot of other sets: Denki Mystery, Colorless Overalls, Mononoke and a bunch of others. She is the top DOGG set.

Osomatsu - Shuten-Douji (Oni Leader with a penchance for Sake, literally carrying a big ass bottle of it on his back, since he is the leader of the sextuplets and the one seen drinking beer the most)

Karamatsu - Aoandon (Summoned after 100 supernatural stories are told. Originated from the blue (ao) paper lanterns (andon) that were sometimes used to give a chilling atmosphere)

Choromatsu - Daitengu (Great Tengu, Tengus were theorized to be ascended souls, but also has its origins in a Dog Beast that looked like a comet. For some reason Dog Beast turned into Bird Man. The bird man’s beak is often anthropomorphized into long noses. Tells humanity to behave by throwing invisible stones at them)

Ichimatsu - Nine-tailed Kitsune (So wise. So powerful)

Jyushimatsu - Inugami (Dog God that possesses people)

Todomatsu - Bake-Danuki (also known as tanuki, mischievous spirits, mostly known in pop culture for their BIG FAT NUTS)

Dayon is a miko, a shrine maiden. Hatabou is an Onmyoji, an exorcist, Dekapan is a kannushi, a shrine priest. Totoko and Iyami are regular civillians

Youkai Hyakki Yagyou merchandise from Animate Girls Festival (September 2017)

One of the lesser known sets, considering that it’s just designs for a line of merch but their designs are so good? Why don’t people use these designs more often.

Osomatsu - Karasu-Tengu

Karamatsu - Nine-tailed fox

Choromatsu - Shuten-Douji (A possible reference to Season 1 Episode 2 where he gets the most drunk?)

Ichimatsu - Mizuchi (Legendary Water Serpent/Dragon)

Jyushimatsu - Kamaitachi (Beast that rides on dust devils. Cuts people using it’s scythe-like nails. The wounds are sharp but painless)

Todomatsu - Ungaikyou (A haunted mirror that can be used to trap spirits. The spirits in the ungaikyou can manipulate the reflection shown on it’s reflection.)

Kitsune Servant Set from Tabimatsu (September 2017)

Ok I know I said I wouldn’t cover the Kitsune sets from Tabimatsu since there are like 5 different Kitsune sets, but this one is noteworthy cause they have secondary Youkai traits other than the regular kitsune traits.

Osomatsu - Oni’s horns

Karamatsu - Tengu’s wings

Choromatsu - Orochi around his neck

Ichimatsu - True Kitsune (Or Nekomata’s paw?)

Jyushimatsu - Wanyudo (Flaming Wheel)

Todomatsu - I don’t know, but there’s something around his neck?

Japanese Youkai set from Shimamatsu (January 2018)

Shimamatsu was such a good game, what a shame it ended so soon. The 3D models were so cute. Edit: The two designs are from before and after evolution!

Osomatsu - Enma-san (A wrathful god in charge of judging souls in the afterlife. Resides over hell)

Karamatsu - Yamato no Orochi (Eight headed and Eight-tailed serpent/dragon)

Choromatsu - Kamaitachi (wields an actual scythe)

Ichimatsu - Youkai Catman or a Bakaneko (Catboy, furry)

Jyushimatsu - Yobuko (lives in the mountains, repeats whatevers shouted into the mountain, explains the phenomemon of Echos)

Todomatsu - Yuki Otoko (Snowman, a Yuki Onna basically)

“Inn” Osoma and Choroe from Osomatsu Season 2 Episode 17

A BUNCH OF PEOPLE REMINDED ME AND HOW COULD I FORGET THE BEST YOUKAI EVER. Osoma baby,,,, I’m so sorry..... Srsly, this skit was so good, I hope they make more skits like this where they make entirely new characters out of the framework of the sextuplets.

Osoma - A Zashiki-warashi, child spirits who live in store rooms or extra rooms, they died buried in their homes. Pranksters but meeting one is said to bring good fortunes to families. Osoma gets crossovered a lot with the other Youkai sets in JP fanart. A popular pairing is Dodomeki Chorosuke (from Denki Mystery) and Osoma also Kitsune Osomatsu (from the poster) and Osoma.

Choroe - Not necessarily a youkai, in fact in the episode she’s presented as just a regular human. But is theorized often to be a Yama-uba. An old woman banished to the mountains. She provides shelter to weary travelers (in the myth it’s just a humble shelter but you know. an inn is also considered a shelter) before eating them. In one story she eats the recently birthed baby of a woman who had to give birth in the mountains.

Mononoke from Hesokuri Wars (May 2019)

Technically they are all the same type of being, Mononoke, but they look different from each other. Mononoke can posses individuals and cause suffereing and even death. And technically they aren’t Youkais but Onryos, vengeful spirits. But Onryos can also be used to refer to youkais and truthfully I just wanna include this set cause their designs are so cool looking. This set’s attacks contain glimpses of units of other sets.

Osomatsu - Bear themed

Karamatsu - Wolf themed

Choromatsu - Rooster/Chicken themed

Ichimatsu - Spider

Jyushimatsu - Boar

Todomatsu - Bull or Ox

Edo Rock The Great Youkai Harvest Festival from Tabimatsu (October 2019)

This set is interesting cause rather than youkai alone, they are also musicians. This set also has another set like Hesokuri called The Great Youkai NEET which is basically the awakened versions, properly showcasing more of the youkai traits.

Osomatsu - Shuten-Douji (Again, we need to stage an intervention for you damn)

Karamatsu - Karasu-Tengu (Again)

Choromatsu - Mizuchi (actually riding said serpent)

Ichimatsu - Black Kitsune (Hot Topic, Goth version)

Jyushimatsu - Frog. Just. Frog. (could be a reference to the legend of Jiraiya, the ninja who could shapeshift into a frog/ride big frogs. His mouth is cover just like a ninja is too.)

Todomatsu - Kamaitachi (could be a reference to season 1 where Todomatsu wields a scythe)

Iyami - Oni (not sure if he’s any particular oni but he does have the horns and metal club)

Atsushi - Ibaraki-Douji? (White hair and singular horn, most imporant servant of Shuten-Douji)

Promo Merch from Sega Cafe collab (September 2020)

Edit: Thank you @zenryokubatankyu for notifying me! Another set of promo youkais! You can get them by random by ordering a drink or meal at the now-defunct Sega x Osomatsu collab cafe. And the return of F6? Damn I haven’t seen you since Season 2!

Osomatsu - Oni

Karamatsu - I’m not exactly sure but he seems like a Mizuchi, a water serpent/dragon. He also could be another legendary serpent/dragon though.

Choromatsu - Kappa

Ichimatsu + ESP Nyanko - Karasu-Tengu

Jyushimatsu - I’m not sure, at first i thought it might be a crab youkai judging from the legs, but upon closer inspection he has spider webs on his robes, so they may be spider legs instead. Could be a Jorogumo, a youkai that wields fire breathing spiders with it’s spider legs

Todomatsu - Bakaneko (I think? The veil could be the napkin a bakaneko puts on it’s head)

Ayakashi Sextuplet’s Retro Halloween Cafe merch from Web Kuji (October 2020)

Thank you @gradelstuff for telling me about this! Ayakashi are Youkai that appear above nearby bodies of water. Although the youkais they’re dressed up as (or are?) aren’t really what you would call ayakashi? Although it’s cafe themed, it isn’t actually from a cafe collaboration. These designs are merchandise meant to be won through lottery. So if say you really love Kara and Choro’s designs (I do), then tough luck buddy!

Osomatsu - Oni

Karamatsu - Now you may think he’s Dodomeki since he’s covered with eyes, but turns out there are two other eye-relateed youkai! Mokumokuren is a youkai phenomenon where eyes appear from torn paper walls and tatami floors, initially i thought this was it given the checkered pattern he was wearing. But he might actually be a Hyakume, a youkai covered head to toe in yellow eyes specifically. Underneath those eyes is a body of flesh roughly in the shape of a man. This Youkai isn’t particularly malicious, only detaching one of it’s many eyes to follow you and survey you for criminal activiy. He might also be a BackBeard, a youkai allegedly from the US, err that would make him a cryptid I guess? A Backbeard is often characterized as a shadow with a Yellow eye with a red iris in the center. Note: Backbeard’s true origins are not known as there doesn’t seem to be any cryprid called a Backbeard, it first entered the Japanese public eye as an antogonist in the show Gegege no Kitaro. Although ever since then this “yokai” has appeared in other media and games in Japan.

Choromatsu - He isn’t exactly dressed as it (only themed as it) but the youkai he represents is the one he’s holding, a Kasa-obake, One of my favorite youkais and it’s literally iconic. Thought to be a Tsukomogami, an object that gains a spirit after it turns 100 years old.

Ichimatsu - Edit: I’m not sure but he might be a Kuchisake-Onna. In the description attached to his teaser, it makes mention of specifically his wide smile, his dos dagger and his beautiful shirt. A kuchisake onna is a yokai that wanders in the street covering her face with a mask (skull mask for ichi) and a sharp object (his dos dagger). TW GORE DESCRIPTION: She asks you if you think she’s attractive and depending on your answer she muders you with her scissors, plunging it into you OR she takes off her mask showing her wide smile, her mouth slit at the corners to her ears and asks “how about now?” and depending on your reaction she cuts you in half with her sharp object OR she slits the corners of your mouth to look like hers. END DESCRIPTION. Ichi has the mask, sharp object, wide smile and “attractiveness”. Obviously it would be inappropriate to portray ichi in the same fashion as the kuchisake onna so he was probably given the internal organ tattoos to represent the gory yokai. (internal organs usually = gore in japan). This is speculah and he might be another youkai but this is all i can think of rn.

Jyushimatsu - sailor themed Jiangshi. Jiangshi are basically Zombies originally from Chinese culture. They hop around, and crave for life force. this little jyushimatsu has taken to tomato juice instead. (Bonus: the zombie that osomatsu is in the zombie set in hesokuri wars is also a Jiangshi)

Todomatsu - Kitsune (sly fox)

“The Night Path” Youkai from Osomatsu-san Season 3 Episode 6 (November 2020)

The latest and what sparked me to make this post tbh. This set reuses the Rokurobi design from the very first Youkaimatsu iteration! Full circle yo! I like to think of this set as an addition to the original youkaimatsu, since they’re both from the primary sources.

Jyushimatsu - Rokurobi (Again)

Totoko - Amabie (mermaid with three legs? prophesized about either good harvest or an epidemic, trivia: “Amabie” trended when Covid 19 hit the world)

Hatabou - Azukiarai (a youkai that originated from the sound of something like beans being washed near a river, anyone who comes near will fall into the river)

Dayon - Nopperabou (Faceless spirits that take the form of humans. They are harmless usually, they just scare humans)

Dekapan - Kappa (Mischievous River spirits)

That should be all of them!

Recap:

Osomatsu has been a Kitsune, Shuten-Douji (twice), Karasu-Tengu, Enma-san and an Oni

Karamatsu has been a Karasu-Tengu (twice), Aoandon, Kitsune, Yamato no Orochi and a Mizuchi (?)

Choromatsu has been a Dodomeki, Daitengu, Shuten-Douji, Kamaitachi, Mizuki and a Kappa (No repeats!)

Ichimatsu has been a Nekomata, Kitsune (twice), Mizuchi, Bakaneko and a Karasu-Tengu

Jyushimatsu has been a Rokurobi (twice-ish), Inugami, Kamaitachi, Yobuko, a Frog from Jiraiya and a Jorogumo (?)

Todomatsu has been a Yuki Onna (twice), Bake-danuki, Ungaikyou, Kamaitachi and a Bakaneko

You can definitely see a trend (lmao), I’m looking forward to more Youkaimatsus from Osomatsu-san!

bonus:

Osomatsu-san cameo from Yokai Watch!!!

#Osomatsu san #Youkaimatsu #Yokaimatsu #妖怪松 #Hesokuri Wars #Shimamatsu #Tabimatsu #I'm not tagging all the matsus lmao #long post

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oriocookie · 3 years ago

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what video game do you think has the coolest lighting?

*maniac laughing from the other room because now i can yell about lighting*

strap in kids this ones long and boring >:)

SO what remains of edith finch, that video game from like 2017 i never shut up about, has some of The Best semirealistic indoor lighting ever ever ever!! it nails the little dust motes and the maximalist feel and the vibe that hey you're stepping back in time as you enter this house.

i'd say this one hits both indoor and outdoor lighting pretty well, but every time i open my mouth to say that i remember this One Specific Part of the house.

eesh. look at the nonexistent texture on that wood and plaster. every time i replay this game i notice it. and now you notice it. sorry not sorry.

but the thing about "lighting" is that people automatically think of 3d/realistic/semirealistic games. i am breaking this stereotype effective immediately.

game 2 i never shut up about:

NIGHT IN THE WOOOOOOOOODS

look!!! i am!! aaa!!!

okay so the thing about this one is it isnt necessarily realistic, just god damn Gorgeous. and if youve ever listened to me talk about video games for longer than 3 seconds you Know how much i appreciate reflections. like its not As impressive in this game because its 2d (who am i kidding yes it is) and i have Affection for game devs who dont just go "ok waters blurry no reflection. time to crack the mirror so that nobody can see themself. this glass is. Dusty. no reflection for u <3" (that last one is specifically directed at giant sparrow, makers of edith finch. show me my girl you fucking cowards)

one more nitw screenshot for the same style of lighting what remains has just so you can see the contrast

anyway screenshot list of other games that have Amazing lighting!! (im sticking to games ive played for this list (which are all on my pinned post) but spider-man ps5 miles morales is also beautiful so highly recommend. no this is not me being biased towards my son miles. how dare you /s)

firewatch (THIS ONE takes the award for best outdoor lighting)

oxenfree (another 2d game that is very pretty)

slime rancher (this one is cute but everything focuses on the slimes and so the environment is pretty but very bare. hoping slime rancher 2 is better but honestly im just happy we get another)

#ask me abt viddy games pls #night in the woods #what remains of edith finch

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harrysweasleys · 4 years ago

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HI SKANK I LOVE YOU! could we um pls get a um flustered!george blurb like allies to lovers? idk wHATEVER YOU WANT WKJSSK I LOVE YOU

@darthwheezely HI SKANK ok so im gonna do a very different kind of allies to lovers n please im sorry if you hate it but i decided to have fun with this 🥰 (also i am sorry that this is so late.... i am still working on my 3k event yikes)

warnings: mentions of guns (laser tag), language

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Though the laser tag room was dark, you could easily spot the way you were supposed to go. Through the tunnels, sliding alongside the walls, ducking under blocks. It was a routine at this point.

Your teammate George was nowhere to be seen, which was odd considering it usually wasn’t difficult to spot his ginger hair. Especially in a room full of black lights and neon flashes. You needed his help, considering you could hear the distant voices of Charlie and Fred headed your way. There was no doubt they’d shoot you on the spot once they saw you. Now, if only your teammate was around to back you up, that would be wonderful.

“George!” you whisper-shouted, moving behind another box but keeping your eyes peeled around the room, every movement drawing your eyes in that direction. Luckily the movements were mostly lights and mirrors, but it didn’t help the adrenaline pumping through your veins whatsoever.

“What?”

You felt his body press up against you from the side out of nowhere, his gun poking you in the back as you moved closer to duck down. A sigh of relief escaped your lips and you ducked further down.

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” you turned to face him, eyebrows raised and a smirk playing on your lips. You noticed the way his eyes widened, shaking his head.

“Gun. Definitely gun,” he let out an awkward laugh, turning his gaze away from you and back towards the pretend battlefield. You heard Ginny’s distant shout of, “you prat!” indicating that she was now out of the game.

“You sure about that?” you scoffed, nudging your hip into his as you brought your gun up, ready to aim at the chest of whoever was about to walk into the room.

George’s body was warm next to yours, almost warm enough to distract you from the aim of the game. He elbowed you in the side, causing you to let out a squeak.

“Focus on the game, yeah?” You could see the tips of his ears under the light, accenting the pink dusting that brushed across his skin.

You let out a laugh and rolled your eyes, “C’mon, how much flirting do I have to do before you ask me out on a date, Weasley?”

You had been casually flirting with George for weeks now. Maybe even months. Point is, it has been a while. And no matter how many innuendos and compliments you threw his way, he never seemed to actually take the hint. He flirted back, of course he did, but only rarely did he show any indications that he actually had plans to make a move. It was driving you up the wall, to be perfectly honest.

“Not the time,” he gave you a quick wink, sending your heart into a flutter, before turning back to his gun, his fingers gripping the trigger lightly and ready to blast one of his siblings. You gazed at his fingers, suddenly wishing that they could be tracing your body, moving across your hipbones, anything.

Before you could respond, Fred made his way into the doorway, immediately finding himself with a blast straight to the chest. The echoing woosh sound indicated that he was now out of the game.

“Ha!” you shouted, standing up from behind the block, finger pointing at Fred, “Gotta be sneakier next time.”

Fred dropped his arms, “That’s unfair.”

You crossed your arms and turned to your partner, grinning. The two of you had managed to eliminate Percy, Ron, Bill, and now Fred.

“We make quite a team, George,” your hand raised, meeting his in a high-five. His hand lingered against yours for a second longer, fingers brushing against your palm as he pulled away. Shivers went down your spine at the subtle contact, making you forget that Fred was in the doorway for a second.

“That we do,” he grinned down at you, moving a tad closer. You could once again feel the heat from his body, sending your heart into a summersault.

“You guys are gross,” Fred grimaced, sticking his middle finger in your direction before making his way out of the room. You chuckled awkwardly as he left, holding up one of your hands.

“I think we only have Charlie left,” you grinned, facing George with a raised eyebrow.

He nodded, pursing his lips, and once again putting his finger on the trigger. You turned away, trying your best to focus on the task at hand and not the hands of the man standing next to you.

You made your way through the room quietly, completely unsure of where Charlie might be lurking. You had heard him and Fred laughing moments before Fred barged into the room and was shot by George, so Charlie shouldn’t be that far behind. This place wasn’t huge but there were quite a few hiding spots, which only added to Charlie’s advantage.

Footsteps behind you caught your attention, and you spun on the spot, gun ready. Charlie stood with a smirk, gun aimed at George. So you took the shot.

Charlie’s vest echoed with the whoosh sound, little lights flickering to indicate he was now out. You had gotten used to the sound by now, but it still sent a thrill down your spine as you watched his shoulders slouch.

“Oi, d’you have cat-like reflexes or something?” he scoffed, letting his arms fall to his sides in defeat.

You let out a shout, “We won! Bloody hell, I would make quite the soldier.”

George put his arm around you, “You really wouldn’t but your enthusiasm is cute.”

“Meet you guys outside then,” Charlie narrowed his eyes at you, shaking his head while letting out a small chuckle, “Sore winners.”

You watched Charlie’s head of hair disappear through the door and you turned to George with a large smile, clapping your hands together and placing your gun on the ground.

He gave you a wide smile before bringing his gun up and aiming the tip to your chest.

“Georgie, we’re teammates. This defeats the purpose,” you furrowed your eyebrows, looking up at him with a confused expression. Why would he go around and shoot his teammate after you guys reigned victorious?

He didn’t answer, instead opting to pull the trigger. You felt your vest vibrate as the woosh sound engulfed you. Your heart sunk in your chest and your arms fell limp at your sides.

“Oh, you git—,”

He cut you off by pushing you up against the wall behind you, dropping his weapon and placing both hands on your hips. You could barely let out a squeak before his lips were against yours.

The kiss was fiery, hot, and way overdue. His lips were soft against yours, but the action itself was in no way gentle. His hands gripped you tightly as your hands slithered up into his hair, tugging at the strands and causing a small groan to leave his lips. Your mind was blank, but it was also screaming.

Finally, your mind shouted as you pulled his head closer to yours, having a bit of trouble breathing but so lost in his touch that you could hardly be bothered.

However, George pulled his face away from yours, breathing heavily. His hands didn’t loosen their grip on your waist, not that you were complaining. You didn’t want him to move away any more, his body felt so right pressed up against yours. Sure, it would feel better without the bulky laser tag vests, but it felt nice nonetheless.

“I won in more ways than one,” he smirked, one of his hands sneaking under your shirt and rubbing small circles against your skin.

The door to the room swung open but George hardly moved away. You were a little embarrassed that someone was about to catch you two in a somewhat compromising position, but you were too thrilled to really care at the moment.

Until Ginny’s voice reached your ears.

“We can see everything, you two!”

Bloody fantastic.

#george weasley #george weasley imagine #george weasley x reader #george weasley one shot #george weasley blurb #3k event

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tsukifanbase · 5 years ago

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Obey Me! Brothers Realize They Don’t Want M/C to Leave Devildom

Authors Note: aaaaaa not much to say here except.... enjoy!

Warnings: fluffffyyyy, lil bit angsty but like so is all of my writing hehe, nothin too bad

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Lucifer:

- idk i feel like luci already kinda suspected he had fallen head over heels for you

- i alsoo feel like he probably tried to push you away after he noticed you had stolen his heart

- never fear though, dear (m/c)! because lucifer didn’t quite account for how difficult it would be distance himself, either because you kept popping up at just the right time or because he subconsciously missed you :)

- anywhosie roll the tape lol

- lucifer vaguely wondered where all the time had gone

- just a few moments before, he was grinding through a ton of paperwork for your return to the human realm, and it hit him like a ton of bricks

- you were leaving

- it stunned luci, sure, he had known you were leaving at some point, and he was literally signing papers confirming that very fact, but it hadn’t quite clicked for him yet

- for a moment, he felt no sadness about your leaving, only shock and confusion

- not about how fast the past year had moved, more so, luci found himself hating the thought of not having you by his side

- it stunned him, keep in mind, all this time luci thought he was keeping you at a distance, when in reality, maybe you were so easy to love that he hadn’t even noticed when he let you get closer

- lucifer snapped out of it, and glanced around his office, his eyes landing back on the paperwork that he had abandoned

- the date printed across the paper was the same one he had memorized so long ago, the day you were leaving

- luci pushed himself away from his desk, and practically ran walked quickly to your bedroom

- you didn’t notice when he walked into the room, you were distracted, staring at a framed photo of the brothers and you at some event you went to in the past

- you were smiling, and lucifer felt himself melt when he saw that

- and in that moment, it didn’t matter that luci used to see you as a distraction

- because he realized that he loved you

- and with that new knowledge, his next move came easily

- after all, lucifer would never allow someone he loved so dearly to ever slip through his fingers, ever again

- “lucifer?”, your voice broke his train of thought, he was smirking at you, you weren’t quite sure when he had begun observing you, it wasn’t that you really minded though

-”is something troubling you?”, although he had that flippin gorgeous smile spread across his lips, you always had a knack at knowing when something was wrong

- lucifer didn’t stop smirking, but he made his way over to you

- “may i?”, luci gestured for you to hand him the photo, which you did pretty much immediately

- luci lifted the photo up closer so he could see you better, and then he chuckled as he handed the item back to you

- he pointed at mammon, “i seem to recall having to pour my drink on him that day”, lucifer chuckled to himself

- you looked surprised for a second, then squinted your eyes at mammon in the photo, his shirt was half drenched in an unknown, red liquid

- “i always wondered how he got soaked!”, luci smiled at you, then crossed his arms knowingly

- “do you want to know why?”, lucifer’s eyes remained glued on you, you were seemingly caught off guard, you then nodded

- “why?”, you asked, tilting your head slightly

- “he planned to ask you to dinner with him that evening”, luci seemed embarrassed for a moment, then his smirk returned

- “so why did that warrant getting a drink poured on him?”, you questioned, and lucifer took him eyes off you for the first time since he had entered the room, he sighed, then brought his gaze back to yours

- “because i recognized how much i hated sharing someone that was mine”, he chuckled, a light pink spreading across his cheeks, “especially with mammon”

- now i wish i could say you looked shocked, you didn’t, you looked smug as hell lolol

- “i don’t want you to return to the human realm”, lucifer lightly picked up your hand that wasn’t holding the photograph, he figured he would be straightforward

- you grinned at him

- “then i guess i’m not going back to the human realm”

Mammon:

- okay okay so lets be real here we all flippin knew mammon had a crush on you

- that included mammon actually

- he didn’t suppress his feelings like luci, in fact mammon had always been pretty open about the fact that he liked you, a lot

- mammon also realized you were leaving soon

- and that put faze one of his plan into action

- his logic was pretty flawed on this one y’all, but mammon figured, you couldn’t leave if hypothetically your transfer papers weren’t signed, or you were late for school that day, orrrr... i think you can see where i’m going with this

- mammon was determined, he would not let you leave devildom that day

- and that brings us to you, an hour late for school already, because your alarm hadn’t gone off

- you pulled on your uniform, and double checked that all your bags were packed, before making a mad dash out of the house of lamenation

- you checked your watch as you ran to the school, yes, you had definitely missed most of first period, but as long as you were in the school by the end of the day, you would be returning to the human realm without an issue

- or so you thought, turns out mammon had a million different things planned to keep you by his side indefinitely

- he had bribed your first period teacher to give you detention for being tardy, since he knew the teacher probably would have let you off the hook, seeing as it was your last day

- and yes, mammon spending his money on someone other than himself was usually unheard of, but who can say? desperate times call for desperate measures

- sometime before lunch hour, you wandered into the bathroom, making sure you looked decent, after all, you hadn’t really been able to check your appearance that morning

- in the mirror behind you, you saw three lower class demons wander into the restroom, giving you an evil smile that you just knew meant you would be late to your next period

- it was then that you realized something abnormal was clearly wrong

- the demons that had entered after you hadn’t said anything, nor made any more to hurt you, they simply stood by the door, knowing you weren’t going to take any chances with trying to get past

- they were keeping you in there, so what was their motivation?

- someone must’ve put them up to it

- eventually you were able to leave, the demons seemingly lost interest, you sighed and made your way to detention- it took place during lunch hour

- you took your seat in detention, and after a bit, you heard your teacher, that was supposed to be monitoring you, leave the room

- the teacher didn’t return, and the bell for your next class rung

- you walked over to the door, and attempted to open it

- the door was jammed

- because of course it was

- instead of yelling for help, you sighed and pulled out your phone

- you had a pretty good idea of who could’ve been behind all the bad things that had happened to you that day

- your phone barely rang once, before mammon picked up

- “hey, (m/c), what’s up?”, you could almost feel the nervousness dripping off his voice

- “mammon, why am i locked in a classroom right now?”, you replied, and just as you could hear mammon’s nerves, he could nearly hear the absolutely terrifying, ‘im gonna kill you’, smile that you had on your face

- mammon chuckled nervously, “sorry (m/c)! it’s for your own good!”, then he hung up

- you scowled at your phone, then went to call levi to tell him to come let you out

- it was pretty clear that mammon didn’t expect to see you sitting in your last class of the day, one of the classes the two of you shared

- he walked in with a big, smug smile on his face, which very quickly turned to a look of surprise, then fear

- mammon nearly walked out of the classroom, luckily the teacher was there to drag him back in by his jacket

- he sat down next to you, and attempted to pretend like nothing was wrong

- “hiya (m/c)! how’s my favorite human’s day been?”, you stared at him blankly

- the teacher still hadn’t started the lecture yet, so it gave mammon time to finally admit and explain his master plan to you

- he was sheepishly glancing away from you by the time he was done whisper rambling, he mumbled out a quick and quiet, “’m sorry, okay?”

- the teacher finally started lecturing the class about devildom history of something, when you broke out into a fit of quiet laughter

- mammon completely disregarded the teacher, blushing furiously, he thought you were laughing at him

- “hey it’s not that funny”, he pouted a bit before you seized your laughter, and took a deep breath in an attempt to calm yourself

- “you know you could’ve just asked right?”, you giggled a bit after you whispered that to him

- “huh?”, that caught mammon off guard

- “you could’ve just asked me to stay here with you”, pink dusted your cheeks, “i like you too mammon”

- you just killed him good job

Leviathan:

- ok ok ok levi is bb

- it took a little while for levi to actually trust you

- cos we all know that it takes a while for babe to warm up to people

- but hun when he finally does start wanting to be around you, you can bet that you’re his new bff

- it’s so cute like

- by the end of your stay in the devildom, you’re hanging out with levi pretty much every day (i say pretty much bc he is an introvert, he likes his alone time, so while you spend most of your time together, expect that he’s gonna want to be by himself sometimes)

- anyways

- you two got to know each other really well through hanging out so much, and levi caught feelings really quickly

- you were the first real person to ever show interest in the things he liked, and the first person to really listen to him

- you were kind to him, and also assured him that you enjoyed your time spend together, even when levi tried to insist you would never want to hang out with a yucky otaku

- so that brings us to the day you had to leave

- you had spent the morning in levi’s room, and had noticed that he was being clingier than usual (although ‘clingier than usual’ for levi literally just means that he was sitting like an inch closer to you than usual lol)

- the two of you were just about to beat the final boss in your favorite video game

- you hadn’t really noticed how much levi was staring at you, after all, your focus was completely trained on something else

- but i assure you, levi found himself glancing at you every few seconds, almost like he was trying to make sure you were still there

- it flustered him, and levi found himself blushing at the thought, but he cared for you more then he ever could have imagined

- remember, levi hadn’t ever really had a true friend, other than henry, of course

- he had been lonely for so long, and now that he had someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life beside, who could blame him for not wanting to let you out of his sight?

- and while that could’ve been deemed as possessive, it seemed levi was just acting out of fear

- he was afraid, because he really didn’t want to see you go

- you dealt the final blow to the boss, causing the credits for the game to roll, and you let out a sigh of relief

- you turned to grin at levi, and give him a high five in celebration, you lowered your hand when you noticed that levi was already staring at you

- his expression not quite blank, levi looked sad

- “levi?”, you tilted your head at him curiously, that seemed to snap him back to reality, and caused a deep red blush to settle on his face

- you smiled briefly before standing up to put the controller on a side table

- “is something wrong, levi?”, you turned back towards him to ask your question, “you’re not exactly as happy as i thought you would be after beating that boss”, you giggled to yourself when levi covered his blush with his hand, he was probably embarrassed that you had noticed

- “no, nothing’s wrong”, you could barely hear him, he was mumbling

- you went back over to where levi was sitting, kneeling so you were at his level

- “you’re sure that nothing is wrong?”, you placed a hand on levi’s knee in a soothing manner, his blush deepened, any physical contact usually did that to him

- levi was covering his face with both his hands now, then he said something, his speech was muffled by his hands, you couldn’t make out what he said

- he huffed, then dropped his hands from his face to cross his arms across his chest

- “could you stay with me?”, levi whispered, “please?”, this time you heard him clearly, and you smiled in a way that made him go fuzzy

- you carefully raised one of your hands up to levi’s cheek, cupping his face, then you pressed a kiss to his other cheek

- “i thought you’d never ask”

Satan:

- okay so pretty much here’s the run down

- satan typically wasn’t one to share his reading time with anyone else

- while it was extremely easy to ignore outside distractions while he was concentrating on a book, satan still preferred to read in isolation

- something about the calming atmosphere, no other care in the world but his book, it was satan’s getaway from the hectic life he lived

- he never was willing to share that getaway until he found you reading in the library about a week into your stay in the devildom

- it was the first time that he wasn’t even remotely annoyed by another person’s presence during his reading session

- of course you weren’t silent, but he found himself comforted by your being there

- ever since that point, it was pretty common to find the two of you reading in the library together

- although satan found himself drawn to you even when neither of you were reading, sometimes he would find himself sitting on the edge of your bed, doing his schoolwork while you played a game on your d.d.d.

- if satan was being honest with himself, you were probably the first person he had never gotten angry with

- you never gave him any reason to get upset, and he adored that about you

- you were like a breath of fresh air

- that brings us to the evening before your departure

- you had slipped into satan’s room while he was sitting at his desk doing schoolwork, he noticed you entered, but it was so normal for the two of you to seek each other that he really didn’t feel the need to comment on it

- you settled yourself on his bed, and quickly lost yourself in your book, not noticing when satan would occasionally peer back at you over his shoulder

- it was probably about an hour after you had entered the room that satan finished up the paper he was writing

- he glanced over at the clock, internally sighing at how late it had gotten, then he turned in his chair to look over at you

- you had your head propped up on your hands, but your eyes were closed, and your breathing steady- you were asleep

- satan walked over to where you were lying on his bed, lightly taking your book from you and placing it on the bedside table, before he pulled the covers over you

- satan sat down on the bed beside you, carefully, so he wouldn’t wake you

- he smiled when you mumbled something in your sleep, and moved a strand of your hair from your face

- “i wish you wouldn’t leave me yet, my dear”, satan turned away from you to turn the lamp off, allowing the room to be engulfed in darkness

- “so who do i ask to rip up my transfer papers?”

Asmodeus:

- hmmm well we all know that asmo adored you in every way

- he finally had someone to go shopping with! someone who wouldn’t eat his things or steal everything once he paid

- the two of you were pretty much inseparable, it was cuttteee

- you were a regular on his social media, and all his fans loved you just as much as he did

- asmo insisted on helping you do your makeup and choose your outfit one day early in your stay, and from that day on, it was pretty normal for him to burst into your room each morning to help your fashion game

- and pretty soon he was taking you to all his favorite shops and treating you to delightful food (he wanted to take pictures of it for his fans)

- the day you were supposed to leave the devildom, asmo woke you early, as if this were just any other day

- he decided to treat you to a special going away shopping trip, and said that anything you desired was as good as yours

- let’s get to the scene!

- asmo was holding up a shirt that was exactly your style, he had always been good at picking things you liked

- needless to say, you weren’t really focused on the shirt, and asmo would’ve been delighted to know that he was clouding your mind

- you didn’t want to leave the devildom, not only because you had come to see the brothers as family, but because you didn’t want to leave asmo

- all the time you had spent together had made you realize just how much you cared for him, and you were pretty much just waiting for asmo to ask you to stay

- “hmm? what’s this? my dear (m/c) you’re not getting distracted by my beauty, are you?”, he teased, glancing over the shirt before placing it back on the clothing rack.

- pink spread across your cheeks, and you shook your head, before going to look through the accessories

- you were close enough that you heard what he said next

- asmo let out a deep sigh, “i just can’t seem to focus today, knowing that i won’t be able to shop with my dear anymore”

- you turned to face him quickly, speaking before either of you really recognized what you said, “then why don’t i stay?”, you covered your mouth after those words slipped past your lips

- you looked up at asmo nervously, and found him staring back at you with utter awe, then it turned to joy

- asmo dropped whatever clothing he was holding and ran over to hug you, his grin brightening the room

- “do you really mean it?”, asmo asked hopefully, to which you nodded, and he squeezed you into another hug, you sunk into his embrace

- “i’m so glad”

Beelzebub:

- ok other than asmo, i think beel was probably the fastest to warm up to you

- although that could’ve been because of your talent with cooking (honestly you could just be making box mac and cheese and beel would still love that you were cooking for him XD)

- it was probably a few days into your stay when beel was casually complaining about being hungry, he was usually ignored by his brothers when his stomach rumbled, so needless to say, he was a little bit surprised when you offered to make him something

- he nodded, followed you to the kitchen, and boom you got yourself a lovable, hungry boy as your new bff

- from then beel pretty much came to you ever time he was hungry between meals, because while he could make himself food, he enjoyed your company and honestly just liked it when you cooked for him

- that means we talkin about midnight snacks, brunch like every day, afternoon meal, you and beel were spending a lot of time together

- beel started coming to you not only because he was hungry, but because he wanted to see you

- you would tell him stories about the human world and about your life while you made cooked, and beel started to love the faraway look in your eye as you reminisced

- he found himself drawn to you, your familiarity, something about you felt like home, although he wouldn’t have put it that way

- beel only realized that he liked being around you, and when he found out you would be leaving him soon, he only seeking you out more

- you guys were sitting in the kitchen, it was early in the morning, before breakfast

- you were making pancakes, still rubbing the traces of sleep from your eyes

- little did you know, that was probably the first time ever that beel didn’t really feel like eating, and he zoned out staring at a pancake thinking about that very fact

- if he wasn’t hungry, then why did he ask you to cook for him? why did he seek you out, and wake up early to go ask you to do something that wasn’t necessary?

- “beel?”, you asked, noticing that the pancake you had set in front of him a few minutes prior was still untouched

- you walked over to where beel was sitting and placed a hand on his shoulder gently, he felt himself relax into your touch, “are you okay?”, you asked him quietly, you were just a tad bit concerned that he wasn’t eating, you had never seen a piece of food survive in front of him for more than three seconds before

- and just like that, beel spoke before he even truly realized what plaguing his mind himself

- “can you stay in the devildom?”

- you stared at him in brief surprise before your face broke into a smile

- “sure, if you eat the pancakes i made you”

Belphegor:

- ok ok ok ok so we all know that belphie had some trouble with humans when he first met you

- butttt as soon as you two became friends, he started noticing all the things he used to love about humans, all within you

- you found joy in little things, lived your life taking on every new challenge, one after the other gracefully

- you were empathetic, and it always stunned him, but you never got angry with belphie after he tricked you

- if anything, you treated belphie with more kindness than he deserved, because you recognized that he tricked you, and kinda sorta tried to kill you, because he was in pain

- because he needed to blame someone else for his sister’s demise, so it wouldn’t break him

- anyways, once belphie began trusting you, he wanted to be around you constantly which you were totally okay with haha

- you reminded him of someone who was dear to him once, and it made him want to stay by your side forever

- okkkk so needless to say, belphie was 1000% a bad influence on you haaa

- like he was clever enough to get away with things he shouldn’t have gotten away with

- for example, lazy boyo was lazy, so he would show up to class late pretty much every day

- however, unlike other students, belphie would just kinda appear in his seat at some point during the class

- it made the teacher question if they were going crazy or if belphie had just been there all along and they hadn’t noticed

- like the teacher would literally do a double take, like they’re scanning the room to ask someone a question and their eyes land on belphie, and they just go, ‘hang on’

- you rarely saw belphie doing his school work, yet he would always have perfect grades

- anyways back to the original point

- belphie had curious ways of getting what he wanted, and that was no different the day you were scheduled to leave

- the two of you were sleeping, it was nearly noon, and you had been contemplating your escape from belphie’s arms for the past hour

- you had to be at RAD by the end of the school day, and at that rate, you would have missed the goodbye ceremony completely

- so it was either risk upsetting diavolo, prince of the devildom, or your sweet, sleepy boy

- you decided to take your chances with the one you knew better, and began the process of removing yourself from belphie’s grasp

- you took a deep breath of relief once you were out of bed

- it wasn’t like you didn’t enjoy cuddling with belphie, deep down you probably wished you could stay curled up with him forever, but you knew that you had to leave

- you wandered into the bathroom connect to belphie’s room, and started brushing your teeth

- when you finished brushing, you turned back towards the bathroom door, where belphie was leaning, rubbing his eyes and yawning

- you froze, and then you gave belphie a guilty smile, “good morning, bel”

- belphie crossed his arms, “where do you think you’re going?”, he never liked being woken up early, it always put him in a bad mood

- you looked at belphie curiously for a second, had he forgotten you were leaving? now that you thought about it, he really hadn’t ever acknowledged that you would be returning home, not once had you ever talking about it

- “i-”, you started, unable to finish your train of thought, as bel interrupted you

- “you’re leaving?”, he asked, but instead of sounding angry like you expected, his tone with playful, and you finally noticed a folded slip of paper bel was holding between his fingers

- you tilted your head at him, “bel?”, he smirked at you and stepped closer, holding out the paper for you to take

- you took the paper from him carefully and unfolded it, scanning over the printed words

- it was a document, one regarding your residence in the devildom, and at the bottom of the paper, was lucifer’s signature

- “bel? what is this?”, you glanced up at him, he was staring at you in the most loving way you could imagine

- “the paperwork that means you can stay”, belphie said carefully, picking up your hand and playing with your fingers

- you stared at him in disbelief before pulling him into a hug, “thank you, bel”

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