#the heart gif does not belong to me btw

[p1nkies0das]

Made one of those Alien Stage cover arts of my oc, Inori!! *^____^*

I'm actually very proud of this!! I was afraid that the hair had less detail tho, so I just added some strands to make it look more detailed. On top of that, the body does look a lil weird, but I figured it'd be fine 😭😭 I rlly love alien stage and a lot of Vivinos works, I'm rlly inspired by her art and animations

And yes there is kind of a lore reason as to why her blood splatter is where it is (Not related to alien stage tho lol)

Here's a more cropped version!!

[deans-queen]

You Belong With Me (Dean’s Version)

Pairing: Dean Winchester x You

Summary: POV - Dean sees you walking down the street with your new boyfriend and doesn’t like what he sees 🥺 ( this was a request that I was tagged in by @jackles010378 )

Warnings: language, spicy moments, jealousy , angst, possessiveness, emotional vulnerability, mentions of toxic relationship.

Pre Authors Note: BTW I needed to use this gif because it just does something to me like 🥵😩😭 I’m so down bad for this man it’s ridiculous — anyways happy reading!! 🫶🏻

Dean’s POV

I leaned against the Impala, arms crossed, sunglasses low on my nose as I watched you walk down the street, hand in hand with him. Some preppy guy, clean-shaven, all smiles, like he didn’t have a care in the world. My gut twisted the second I saw you laughing at something he said.

Damn, that laugh. That smile. It used to be mine.

You looked happy, but I knew better. There was something off, something I couldn’t put my finger on, and it gnawed at me. He wasn’t right for you, not by a long shot. Maybe it was the way he touched you—too casual, too cocky—or the fact that he didn’t even notice when your smile faltered.

I took a long drag from my beer, eyes still locked on you. When you passed by, our gazes met. Yours lingered on me for just a second too long before you quickly looked away. Yeah, you felt it too. That pull. That spark that had never really gone away, no matter how much you tried to hide it.

A week later, I saw you again, sitting on a park bench, alone this time. The sky was overcast, like it was about to rain, but you didn’t seem to care. I noticed the way your shoulders shook, the soft sobs you tried to stifle. My chest tightened, and I couldn’t stand it.

I slid onto the bench next to you, silent for a moment before speaking. “Hey.”

You looked up, your tear-streaked face breaking me. ���Dean…”

“Where’s he?” I asked, not even bothering to hide the bitterness in my voice.

You shook your head, wiping your cheeks. “We broke up.”

My heart surged with something I didn’t want to name, but my fists clenched as you kept talking.

“He was an asshole. Treated me like… like I didn’t even matter half the time.” Your voice cracked, and I could see how much it hurt to admit that. “I should’ve known.”

“I knew,” I muttered before I could stop myself.

Your head snapped up, eyes widening. “What?”

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “I could tell. The way he looked at you, the way he acted… He didn’t deserve you.”

You blinked, processing my words, and then something shifted. There was this tension hanging between us, thick and electric, the kind you couldn’t ignore. I reached out, cupping your cheek gently, my thumb brushing away a tear.

“I would never treat you like that,” I said, my voice rougher than I intended. “You know that, right?”

Your breath hitched, eyes locking onto mine, and for a moment, the whole world fell away. It was just us—just you and me—and the way your lips parted, your gaze flicking down to my mouth, told me everything I needed to know.

I leaned in slowly, giving you a chance to pull away. But you didn’t. Instead, you met me halfway, your lips soft, warm, and perfect against mine. The second we kissed, everything else vanished. All the frustration, the jealousy, the anger—I poured it all into that kiss, into the way I pulled you closer, needing to feel you against me.

You whimpered into my mouth, fingers threading through my hair, and God, that sound—made me lose it. My hand slid to the back of your neck, deepening the kiss, and when you pressed your body into mine, I could barely keep it together.

I pulled back slightly, resting my forehead against yours, breath heavy. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”

Your lips curved into a shaky smile, but there was still that uncertainty in your eyes. “Dean… I don’t want to just be a rebound.”

I shook my head. “You think this is a rebound? Babe, I’ve been wanting you for years. This… this is way past that.”

You bit your lip, that little hint of doubt fading as I kissed you again, harder this time. You moaned softly, and I couldn’t help myself.

“You deserve better,” I growled against your lips, my hands roaming your sides. “You deserve someone who’ll treat you like the goddamn queen you are.”

Your breath was ragged, fingers clutching at my jacket as I nipped at your lower lip. “And you think that’s you?”

“I know it’s me.” My voice was dark, low, the kind that made your whole body shudder. “You belong with me, sweetheart. No one else is gonna give you what you need.”

You let out a shaky breath, eyes heavy-lidded as you stared at me. “Show me.”

And hell, did I ever.

A few days had passed since that kiss, but it was all I could think about. You had to know you were driving me crazy—every time we crossed paths, there was that look in your eyes, like you wanted more but weren’t sure if you should ask for it.

I was about to give you more than you ever expected.

We met again that night, under the same damn streetlight where I first saw you with him. Only this time, it was just us, no distractions.

“You look like you’ve got something to say,” you teased, leaning back against the hood of the Impala, your eyes gleaming under the dim light.

I took a step closer, then another, until I was right in front of you, crowding your space. “I do.”

Your breath hitched, but you didn’t move, didn’t back down. “Yeah? What’s that?”

I ran a finger down your arm, watching the way your skin prickled beneath my touch. “That I’m done pretending. I want you, Y/N. I’ve wanted you for a long damn time.”

Your lips parted, but before you could say anything, I grabbed your waist and pulled you flush against me. The kiss that followed wasn’t soft like the first one—it was hard, desperate, and filled with everything I’d been holding back for too damn long.

You gasped into my mouth as my hands roamed over your body, gripping your hips, your waist, everything I could reach. You melted against me, your fingers curling into my shirt as I deepened the kiss, my teeth grazing your lower lip before I tugged it, just hard enough to make you whimper.

“Dean,” you whispered, breathless, and that was all it took for me to lose control. I lifted you onto the hood of the Impala, pushing between your thighs as you wrapped your legs around me, pulling me closer.

“Damn, sweetheart,” I growled against your neck, trailing rough kisses along your skin. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

You tilted your head back, giving me more access as I pressed open-mouthed kisses along your throat. “Then show me, Dean. I’m yours.”

And I did. Every single inch of you. Every kiss, every touch, every moan—it all belonged to me now.

Author’s Note

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[kyriefae]

Be it a hot-take or not, Demons of the Punjab, belongs in the Top 5 all time best stories in Doctor Who.

Instead of being about silly sci-fi monsters or the checkered inner-workings of the Doctor (two things I deeply enjoy btw), we spend the length of a very cinematic and beautiful episode witnessing a tragedy on a deeply human scale. Tragedy and hope intertwined; how else could one possibly cope...

Love to all the episodes everyone would likely place into contention to hypothetically keep this story at a lower rank...but I'm going to make space at the table for the spirit of 13's era.

The monsters of the week being humble servitors of the dead is such a sweet plot twist that deepens the extent of the narrative. The Doctor is powerful but she can't stop this event; or events like this. The tension that comes to a head in this episode represents a struggle far greater than any one battle or war. No sonic warbling can stop the tide of human pride; of our systems built to create 'order' that leave ruin and heartbreak.

Attempting to put it to words, even in summation, highlights the gravity of the subject matter this episode invokes. Instead of navigating those waters by diving in as I am inclined to do, the cast and crew highlight a beautiful and vibrant world for us to see and by story's end we watch that world be torn apart by an ultimatum unseen. A hatred that festers in people's hearts through fear of uncertainty and the corrosion that imperialism left in its wake.

But we witness love. However fleeting it may have been. We witnessed it and by seeing it, we're given the hope we so desperately need.

Death comes for us all but before it does we can make that choice to open our hearts to others. They may not be receptive to it...they may even fight us on it.

Even if our circumstances fail to afford us any other opportunity, love will always be a choice.

Yasmin succeeded at meeting her grandmother when she was young and learned why the story Nani Umbreen refused to tell her was being kept secret all these years. She witnessed the pain of that moment in a way words would never quite illustrate. Even the events Umbreen knew were not the complete story; even that which Yaz was able to see.

The Doctor couldn't stop those events from happening but helped to guide a path forward through the darkness in a way only she could.

Stories like this remind me of how powerful the medium of Doctor Who is...and how flexible it will always be.

It's not all mops of curly hair, long scarves, and Allons-y! Occasionally it's a clever way of reminding ourselves of the pain we cause, the pain we keep, the love we had, and the love we still have to give.

[that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐇 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 "𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲" 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦?

See my other Welcome Home work here!

×A/N×

Hey!! Yes, I know, I have some few inbox that I should answer, and don't worry, I will, just let me do a quick post here- -w-

So I'm back with the promised WH headcanons! And I hope you will like them :D

(And yes, it has a short plot now. I did it. I wrote it. ✨

×❢ About my work ❢×

Fluff fluff, all is fluff! No pronouns used for the reader, but good boy/girl mentioned, even if it's expected, there's no smut. Although Howdy is a bit teasing, but it's not r rated so •-•

Fandom: Welcome Home horror project by Clown

Character(s): Wally Darling, Howdy Pillar, Barnaby B. Beagle, Frank Frankly, Eddie Dear, The Reader|You| (Y/N) |Neighbour

Ship(s): The Characters / The Reader|You| (Y/N) |Neighbour

Form: Headcanons

𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈: LoveGame by Lady Gaga

('cause that is next on my playlist •_•)

“Let's play a lovegame, play a lovegame

Do you want love or do you want fame?

Are you in the game?”

(All illustration belongs to Clown!)

Wally Darling

It was quiet in his house, even Home didn't let out a single crack until this moment. There was just one problem. You haven't seen your dearest puppet oh so long ago. The plan was that you two will have a cuddle time together, but he was nowhere. 

You got up from the couch and carefully looked around in the house. You cautiously called out his name, but no one responded. 

You walked around in the house a little bit, hoping to find him. 

He had his own painting room where he could make his own fantasy alive with the brush. 

You walked closer carefully, not to scare him. Even so, he could actually clearly hear you sneaking up behind him, but he was more focused on the picture. 

You peaked through his shoulders to see what he was up to. 

Oh. My. Gosh. Your heart skipped a beat. He was painting a picture of you. How cute! Wally was a very talented artist and you were very amazed in this moment. He always did such a great job. 

"This looks so great, Wally! You are such a good boy!" you said quietly, while you gently placed your head on his shoulder. 

• it comes off to him like compliment

• and it's from you

• his sweetest neighbour

• of course, he is happy! ♡

• "Thank you, Neighbour!"

• he smiles at you happily, hoping that you like his work

• "Do you like it, Neighbour?" 

• omg ofc you like it! How could you not?! 

• He is so happy about the compliment and about that you're liking his work. 

• he just stares at you happily with open mouth, listening your cheerful voice while you commenting of him and his art

Eddie Dear 

Eddie came home and you could tell, he was clearly exhausted. Poor boy, running back and forth all day, and do this job all alone, it must be tiring. 

He got down next to you, just quietly lied down on his back and put his head on your lap. 

"Hey." you said softly, curling his hair gently with your fingers. 

"Hey, love!" he looked at you with his tired eyes, but his lips still curled up into a kind smile. 

You were resting quietly in the warm room, just hearing each other's calm breathing was enough relaxing. 

"It must be hard for you to do this job all alone, Eddie." you said quietly, no to destroy this calm moment that you have been in for awhile. "You're such a good boy!" you chuckled. 

• he slowly opens his eyes, looks straight up at you

• look, idk if they can blush, but now he does it okay? 

• like his face is completely red

• he always gets so flushed when you complimenting him

• he's so flattered 

• and so damn cute ♡

• he's speechless, he can't think of what he could say

• so he just simply says

• "Oh... Erm... Thanks, (Y/N)!" 

• he will definitely give a kiss to your hands in return

• Your compliments mean too much for him ♡

(a.n: btw I love Edddie, he is such a sweetheart 🥺 ♡

He is definitely my favourite character beside Barnaby! ★) 

Barnaby. B. Beagle

 He knew that work is tiring for you and you had a long day. He wanted to do something pleasant for you. He couldn't cook, it was too difficult for him and he didn't wanna blow up the kitchen with his tryings. So instead of cooking, he cleaned out. It was not as perfect like you would did it, but it was acceptable. He was already finished when you were standing in front of the red and blue colored door. It was easy to recognize it. It had similar colors as Barnaby and it was the biggest door in the neighbourhood. 

He opened the door with a happiest smile on his face. He was clearly missing you. He let you in and you immediately took a seat on the comfy couch. 

Just a few minutes after you had some chance to look around. The house wasn't perfectly clean, like you could still something in the conner, but it was enough to make you feel happy and greatful about Barnaby. 

"What a good boy!"

• omg i can imagine how his tail starts wagging

• I mean he's like a dog, but different, but still a dog, so what did you expect?

• he definitely loves it when you call him a good boy

• he just listens your soft and lovely voice while you caressing and rubbing his fluffy head

• he especially likes rubs behind his big ears

• will rest his head on your lap and just melt in and let you to pet and praise him

• probably will bite you carefully in an affection way

• or slobber on you occasionally

• he wants you to say it more times, so he'll try to make you proud as often as he can

• he absolutely loves it ♡

"Thank you, Barnaby!" 

Frank Frankly

You wanted to see your partner's reaction too much to lose this idea. You leaned forward in the chair to get a better look at Frank, then you called him. 

"You are such a good boy, Frank!" 

• he looks up at you strangely and confused

• you can't help, but giggle a little bit cause the frustration

• "Well... Thank you, (Y/N)..." 

• then he goes back to his job

• probably he has to do something with those colorful bugs what are around him

• seems like he found a better company than you :") 

• you stood up and got over to him, tried not to hurt his garden and the bugs

• "But seriously, hon, I do think that you're doing an amazing job!" you said it softly as you hugged him from behind.

"Thank you, Darling." he smiles at you adorably

• he still adores you dw ♡

• but he definitely likes dear, hon, love or even darling more :D

• (btw I think it would make him uncomfortable- not sure, but I feel like- lol)

Howdy Pillar

You rested your arm on the counter as Howdy checked your items. You watched his movements. Slowly tracing your eyes from his face down to his hands, paying attention to details as well.

"Y'know, you do so much work in this place, Howdy. Like a good boy." You added jokingly the last sentence, didn't think of it too much, though.

He stopped moving for and looked up on you. You look directly in his eyes, getting red of embarassment.

"I mean-" You looked away sheepishly. "Not like that, just... You're doing such a good job here, y'know? It must be hard to keep this place alright by yourself." you chuckled awkardly, trying to change the awkard mood that you accidently did.

Howdy was still looking at you, but he didn't seem nervous or weird out about this. He just stared at you and then suddenly his lips curled into a kind, but a teasing smile.

"Yeah, it is." he answered.

He already put in a bag the last item you have bought of him, then he gently gave the bag to you with his third hand.

"You wanna drink a quick Dark Roast with me? Or if you prefer it more, you can have orange juice, or tea." he leaned closer to you on the counter.

"Sure." you said.

He walked away from the counter as one of his hands started to lead you beside him.

He glanced at you with a smile and said

"You still have to pay, though. Don't think that I'll forgot."

• omg-

• i don't think he'll mind it y'know

• but he prefers call you a good pet/boy/girl

• he may get teasy about it

• beside that, he will treat it as a compliment (cause he really deserves it)

• call him often, he won't mind

• just please don't call him like that in public :>

• he's cool with it :D

[sillyunknownkitkat]

hihi!! could i please request a ink sans x reader, in which the reader adores physical touch? tysm!!! Please take as much time as you need, and if you don't feel up to it, please ignore this!! <33

Ink Sans x clingy/touchy reader

[Btw sorry it's posted this late :( I hope you like it, tho!]

Now, we all know (I think) that Ink doesn't have any feelings of his own, he's has to take the vials to feel something right?

While I feel like he could be in a relationship, I hope you're not too sensitive because he doesn't actually love you because, you know, he literally can't feel any emotion

Also, I'm pretty sure that it's canon that he has a very bad memory (He doesn't have a soul, so he's just living). So he'll probably forget about you..

"But why would he ask me out then?" You may ask. Well, it's probably because someone in the Noot Noot gang (I stand by this name) or Error has a crush on you. He's just messing with them

Or maybe you belong to an Au where you being with him would create an unexpected reaction (at least to his eyes)

I have headcanons about the start sanses if you'd like more depth to this, but Blue will send reminder to Ink so he doesn't hurt you by forgetting you or something. He's definitely not happy that Ink is using you, but at the same time, he doesn't want to break your heart/soul by telling you the truth.

Dream probably avoids you. He doesn't know what to do, honestly.

Well, let's ACTUALLY start making headcanons for what you asked (after breaking you, lmao)

At first, he was really weird about it. He didn't get why you felt like you had to be glued to him to feel good, but after some recherches, (don't think I spelled that right but wtv) well more like after harrasing Blue about it, he understood. Well, no, not really, but he kinda gets the point

So when he's with you, he'll try to give you as much attention as he can. If he remembers you in the first place.

It goes from awkwardly patting you on the back to laying himself on top of you to clinging to you to the point that you can't move

Yeah... it's all or nothing with Ink, but hey! You got your touch (　＾∀＾)

No, but for real, you deserve way better, I'm sorry, but it is what it is

He's not a good guy, but it could be interesting to be friend with him if you do anything special around in the multiverse

Like he takes advantage of you, but I don't think it's that hard enough to take advantage of him either, actually

I'm so sorry for this, you waited so long and for what? Me telling you that it's pretty much impossible. (　ＴДＴ)

No, but for real, if you want to, I can explain why I feel that way about him, but like- I can't fake liking him 100%

I do think he's a really awesome character but he's not good per say (does this make any sense?)

Well I need sleep lol

Have a good day/night and again I'm so sorry for this garbage

[blackenedsnow]

Trans reader x Beej? 🙏 I love reading your work, btw! 😊

ghost light

WARNING: None

PAIRING: Beetlejuice x Transgender! Reader

NOTE: Hey!! Thank you so much, this one’s got a big chunk of heart <3 I actually got some help from a trans friend to make this as real as possible. I love hearing from you all, so don’t hesitate to send more asks or thoughts <3

SUMMARY: It’s a weird thing being with Beetlejuice, but it’s also the most fun you've ever had. He makes you feel like yourself in a way no one else does – loud, strange, and totally alive.

There’s something about Beetlejuice that just feels right, in the loudest, strangest way possible. Even on the bad days, when you don’t quite feel like you fit into your own skin, he’s there with that wild grin and endless antics, making you feel like you could belong somewhere. It’s not that he really gets it – you're not even sure he really understands half of what you tell him about yourself, your past, the weirdness of figuring out who you are. But he listens, sort of, as best as Beetlejuice can.

“Wait, you mean to tell me you got a whole… thing with your body?” he says, scratching his scraggly chin with this exaggerated look on his face, like he’s really thinking hard about it. “That’s gotta be a real trip. Personally, I think you’re lucky – I don’t even have skin problems. Or organs. Or haircare needs!"

You laugh because that’s the thing with him. He has this gift of making everything feel like one big, surreal joke – but not in a dismissive way. It’s like he’s lifting the weight right off your shoulders, letting you laugh at yourself in the best possible way.

“Don’t you ever get tired of being you?” You ask, half-joking, half-curious.

He looks at you with these glowing eyes, brows wiggling in a way that’s simultaneously ridiculous and, well, somehow...charming. “Oh, honey, being me is the best gig in the Underworld! And you? You’re pretty good at being you, too, y’know?”

You roll your eyes, feeling that warmth bloom in your chest, the way he can just make everything feel like it’s already okay. And even though his teeth are gross and he’s grinning a little too wide, you believe him.

It’s like he understands the parts of you - you sometimes try to hide – the doubts, the days where you wonder if anyone will really see you the way you are. But with Beetlejuice, you feel seen in a way you never have before, like your weirdness fits perfectly with his own.

“You think I’m good at it?” You say, trying to keep your tone casual. “What’s my thing then? Just…being, I dunno, strange?”

He throws his hands up, a look of mock offense on his face. “Strange? You’re one-of-a-kind, babe. An original! If there was a pageant, I’d parade ya around like a prize! You’re the whole package!”

It’s over-the-top, ridiculous even. But it makes you laugh.

It’s not all fun and games, though. Sometimes, when you're alone, he’ll look at you in this quiet way, without the show or the wild grin. It’s rare, but it’s there – like he really, actually cares. And maybe that’s why you stick around. You think, in his own odd way, he sees you, all of you, even the messy, uncertain parts. And he loves you for it.

One night, you're lying on the creaky old bed in his little corner of the Netherworld, and he’s uncharacteristically quiet. You're lying there beside him, feeling his gaze on you, intense and curious, like he’s trying to figure something out.

“So, what’s the deal with you wanting to change so much?” he asks, in this genuinely curious way, like it’s just a passing thought. Beetlejuice is hundreds of years old, you have to explain a lot to him. “I mean, you’re pretty great as you are, kid. And trust me, I’ve been around long enough to know greatness when I see it.”

You smile, looking down at your hands, feeling a little of that doubt creeping back in. “It’s…complicated. Sometimes, I just don’t feel right in my own skin, like it doesn’t really match, y’know?”

He nods, though you're not sure he fully understands. But it’s the fact that he wants to that makes it matter.

“Look,” he says, leaning over so close that you can see the glint in his eyes, “whatever skin you’re in, I think it’s damn near perfect. Got it?” He grins, flashing those nasty teeth again, but there’s a warmth to it that makes your chest ache.

He pulls you close, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, you let yourself relax into his embrace. You let yourself believe him – even if just for a moment – because in this strange corner of the world, you're exactly who you need to be.

[nirvanawrites111]

Wedding Secrets (Sub!Taemin x Dom!Reader)

Pairing: Sub!Taemin x Dom!Reader

Pronouns: none used, written as an afab! reader. Reader does wear a dress.

Genre: Exes to lovers, non-idol au, Taemin is a famous cherographer and you two see each other at Hoshi's wedding.

Warning: smut of course, pussy eating, dom!reader, femdom, cheating, pulling Taem's hair, and grabbing his shirt. Y/n is called mommy

Word count: 1789.. it was supposed to be only 1000 words.

BTW, this is NOT the story I teased a week ago. I'm still working on my Yandere!Taemin fic.

I'm just so in love with Taemin y'all.. but y'all already knew that.

Happy Subby!September! Thank you to everyone who is reading, writing, and reblogging. We are just getting started!

Smut below the cut! Enjoy.

The wedding reception was vibrant and full of energy. But, your heart drops when you spot him from across the room.

Your ex.

At Hoshi's wedding, of all places? You both shared a mutual surprised look, and suddenly, the upbeat song seemed a bit too loud.

Memories of old times flashed by as you caught his eye. This was going to be an interesting evening for you.

Not to mention, the woman by his side is drop-dead gorgeous, and you're sure she's a model or some influencer.

Being a choreographer, you know he makes his rounds around the entertainment industry.

You get up from the table and head to the bathroom. The last thing you want is to show any emotions and make this about you. This is about celebrating your good friend, and you don't want to draw any attention to you.

You retreat to the bathroom and look at yourself in the mirror. Your makeup is still perfect, your hair is flawless, and you look amazing in your outfit. You take a couple of deep breaths.

"I don't have feelings for him anymore.. so why am I tripping?"

"You don't have feelings for me.. anymore.. mommy?" Taemin voices announces into the bathroom, and you glare at him as you stare at him in the mirror.

While you thought hearing that name would feel foreign to you, instead, you miss it. A little more than you would like to admit.

You can't even hide your facial expressions, so you turn around to face him. You wrap your arms around your body, holding yourself in hopes that you can keep it together.

"No, we're over... remember?" Your echo of the truth is a reminder that he doesn't belong to you anymore.

He wanted to end things because he felt like monogamy wasn't something he wanted to continue. So, he walked away from you.

"I know that, but you haven't answered the question. Because if I'm being real with you. I'm not over you. Every person I sleep with, I have to close my eyes and imagine that it's you that I'm with."

Of course, the most infamous choreographer and dancer in your home country has been with other people since the split. That was the whole purpose, right? But it still doesn't feel good hearing it.

But, simultaneously, you feel a little emotion stir inside you, because he still isn't over you.

"Does my answer even matter?" You challenge him.

Taemin tilts his head, and studies your body language. His piercing dark brown eyes, and you know that right now, he's the bold, confident, loudmouth Taemin. In a snap of a finger, if you step into "mommy mode," he will be a whimpering mess under your control. He can get into his subspace so easily for you.

"For me, it does," he responds softly.

A surge of memories hits you – the late-night rehearsals, the impromptu dance sessions at dawn. The way you two would hook up at his dance studio. The passion between the two of you is undeniable. But you know, along with those fun memories comes the bitter ones, the fights, and the jealousy.

"Why now?" you ask, trying to keep your voice steady. "After all this time, after everything that happened, why bring this up now?"

You watch him take a deep breath, looking down momentarily, before returning his mesmerizing gaze to yours.

"It's simple. Everywhere I go, all I see and imagine is you. You used to choke me the way I liked, spank me, spoil me, love me, touch me. Make me submit like no one else could. I'm still in love with you, Y/n."

You want to speak, and you open your mouth to do so, but you stop yourself. You take a moment to process what he just told you.

Your relationship with him was such a whirlwind. He's never been your typical type of guy you like to date. You are quiet and reserved around people you don't know. Only a selected person gets to see your true personality shine.

But, Taemin is outspoken, flirty, and outgoing all the time. He's always the center of attention in some type of way. You never wanted to dim his light or stop his beautiful energy. But, at times, his innocence gets misinterpreted by someone dying for his attention.

Which created issues in your relationship. He has five million Instagram followers, which is more than some of the idols he choreographs for.

He's pretty much a big deal to a lot of people. But, no one has ever experienced him in the way that you have.

"Kiss me," you mumble.

You get out of your head and try to ground yourself back into your body. You know you will ruminate over this if you don't let your body take the lead.

Taemin steps closer into your presence and presses his soft, juicy lips against yours. Your eyes shut immediately, and you allow him to take the lead momentarily. He deepens the kiss and wraps his hands around your waist, and you pull him closer to your body.

You pull back from him, and you feel that familiar feeling come over you. That surge of energy allows you to take control of the situation.

"Mommy? Can I taste you?" The words slip off his tongue so quickly, and you wanted nothing more than to shove his face right into your pussy.

How did he know that you even wanted him in that way?

You removed Taemin's suit jacket and laid it on the sink, and you hiked up your dress so that you can prepare his meal for him.

How could you deny yourself the satisfaction of having the best head in your life? Even if it meant this was just a one-time hookup.

You spread your legs for Taemin, and you are already wet with excitement.

"Come on and eat it before your girlfriend comes looking for you," you taunt him.

"She doesn't care. She's just with me for her social media page."

You run your finger down your slit and feel how wet you are just from kissing Taemin. It never fails how you always react to him so easy.

Taemin smirks and kneels before you just enough to be at eye level at your core. He places his hands on your thighs for leverage as he jams his tongue inside you.

You instantly realize how much you have missed his tongue deep inside you. The feeling of his tongue warms you in a way that you can't explain. It's familiar, and it feels even better as he begins to lap at your folds.

"God, I've missed your tongue, Taem. You're still the best head I've ever had that."

You expect Taemin to respond to your comment, but he's lost himself inside of your sacred world. He mixes up his technique from sucking on your clit to giving you very slow, but passionate kisses that cause your body to jilt every time.  To do it all over again in between speeds and variations.

The feeling of having Taemin eat you out like it's his last meal on Earth has your mind spinning a bit when he services you like this. You know that his words are really true.

There is no way that he eats out that IG model like this.

Taemin is way too good and knows exactly what you need when you need it.

He's so good at reading your body language since he's an empath. He knows what you want before you even say it. That's how in sync you two are.

But, you snap out of the state of euphoria, and you grab him by the hair. "Taem, now I know you heard me when I praised you... Is that how you respond to Mommy?"

"No, mommy. I'm sorry, you just taste so good. That's why  I was in my own little world with your pussy. Thank you for praising me. You know I love when you do that. Can I continue to worship you?"

You instantly felt the aching of your sex when you pulled him away from you. You want to regret it, but you also know he must obey you.

"Fine, but you know I like it when you respond to me. Got it."

"Yes."

You stare into his eyes with his hair still in your hand and his beautiful plump lips covered in your juices.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes... Mommy."

"Good boy."

You release his hair and guide the back of his head back to your pussy. Not that you needed to guide him, but you like being able to control him in this way.

Taemin returns to pleasuring you like he never stops. He licks away at your pussy, and the gushy sound of his tongue and your juices mixed has you hornier than ever.

"Mommy.. I love pleasuring you."

"I can tell. You see how wet I am."

"I love it.. can I feel your juices on my fingers?"

"Yes.."

Taemin turns his hand over and sticks his thick middle finger inside you, and you clench around him. He runs his thumb over your clit in circles.

You look down at him, and you can't get over the fact that you never expected to be on a bathroom sink with your legs spread with Taemin's head in between them during your bestie's wedding.

As if on cue, Taemin runs his tongue across his top lip slowly to savor your taste.

You grab him by the shirt and pull him in for a kiss. You slip your tongue into his mouth and savor the taste of yourself. These are the wild moments you miss.

Your tongue swirls around in his mouth as you two are locked in a passionate kiss. The combination of kissing him and his fingers working their magic on you is enough to tip you over the edge.

Taemin's skillful digits continue to pump into you, and you already feel yourself squirt on his middle finger.

"Finish me off," You pull away from Taemin and push his head back down.

Taemin holds onto you as he buries his face deep into your center, and he tongue fucks you because he knows that's what you like.

You both know your body is already so sensitive, and by the way, your hips are starting to buck you. The time to release is approaching.

You moan uncontrollably as Taemin's expert tongue explores every inch of your core, intensifying the pleasure coursing through your body. The anticipation builds, and with one final flick of his tongue, you explode in a mind-shattering climax.

Taemin comes back up and licks his lips again. "I will never get enough of how you taste, Mommy."

You hop off the sink and adjust your dress. Your legs are wobbly, and Taemin helps you with your dress.

You kiss Taemin on the cheek and say, "I might let you taste me again."

[m3r1m4r5u333]

Argh. I'm in an emotional rollercoaster about this storyline in which Buck gets jealous when Eddie gets close to Tommy.

I mean, on one hand, it's hilarious that it's Tommy, Eddie's male friend, and not Marisol, Eddie's girlfriend, who ignites this jealousy in Buck.

Because doesn't it kinda hint that Buck has (maybe sub-consciously) internalized that Mr. "Imagine Jello with me" Diaz truly is so bad with women...

that any relationship he has with a woman can be happily ignored, as it clearly poses no threat to Eddie's and Buck's relationship.

...HOWEVER!!

On the other hand, the fact that it's Tommy, not Eddie's girlfriend, that sparks this jealousy... ?

It wrecks me because it also is pretty damn heart-breaking and sad if you look at it another way!!

Maybe this jealousy, sparked by a male friend, tells another story of Buck's thought progress.

Maybe it tells us a tale of Buck getting burned before, and learning from that, and then, to avoid further hurt, rethinking his role in Eddie's life, and clinging to what he thinks is safe and certain.

After all, there was a time when Buck, Eddie and Chris did so much together, all the time. They were close, Buck was absolutely parenting, Buck felt like he really belonged. They were a family.

And then all of a sudden, it was taken away from him!!

Imagine how deeply that would hurt.

This severed connection is btw, pretty heavily implied/canon, I think - we pretty much know, I'd argue, that when Eddie started dating Ana, there was a time when Buck did not get to see Chris much.

In the episode in which Ana and Chris visit Eddie at the firestation in 5x02...

Buck is overjoyed to see Chris, he gives him a really fierce hug, immediately asking Chris "How are you?"

I really get the impression that they haven't seen in a while.

It's supported by the way Eddie watches and grins like it's such a thrill for him, to see Buck and Chris meet - that's not really something he'd do if he saw them interact all the time, is it?

What Eddie says after he forgets to introduce Ana (too spellbound by Buck and Chris to remember her existence, basically) and has a panic attack - further supports this faltering connection.

Eddie runs off under the pretense of needing to put the salads Ana brought to the fridge.As he's making his escape, in panic, he mutters

"I don't want these things to wilt."

It's supposed to be an explanation - must save the salads from wilting! - but combined with the way he says that soon after he's just witnessed Buck and Chris meet, and the subtext telling us that it's been a while...

Eddie has just been reminded of how well the Diaz-Buckley family fits together,

and does not want those bonds to wilt - and he's realising that they have been, due to Ana pretty much taking over Buck's former parental duties. (And hey, then Eddie pretty promptly dumps Ana.)

But that doesn't erase or entirely fix what has already happened.

Buck has learned that he is replacable, that his status in the Diaz family is not guaranteed. He can be family one day, and then all of a sudden, shut out.

Learning that he's written in Eddie's will would not really cheer him up much, either. It's not security to know that he can be a parent, truly, without question - if Eddie is dead.

And then that talk he has with Eddie about a ready-made family. It really makes it clear that Buck is hurt. He tries to hide it, but it's so visible when Eddie talks becoming a ready-made family, and Eddie not knowing if he's ready for that.

Supposedly Eddie is talking about his ready-made family with Ana... But he's looking at Buck. He says "we became a ready-made family". And looks Buck in the eyes.

They aren't total idiots, they would have realised how much this whole unit of Chris+Eddie+Buck spending time together really imitates other families.

So there's no way that they don't realise that on some really repressed, strange level, this talk is about them, being a family.

Also, why would Buck look so hurt and sad, why would he look down, if he was fine with the way things have been? If Eddie was really talking about just Ana, and Buck had never felt like he was family, why would that talk about a ready-made family make him feel so uncomfortable?

Buck is hurt because he knows he was family, and he knows he was replaced, and then Eddie even kinda admits it.

And Eddie also implies that he's not ready for that.

That's really not an invite to get invested again. Nope, it's a life lesson for Buck:

Do not take these family interactions for granted. Who knows when Eddie is done with them, and you find yourself outside in the cold again!

So Buck deals with that by clinging to what is safe. What is secure. What he thinks he can have, and keep.

He decides that even if his role as a co-parent is uncertain, and may end up in the bin whenever... His role as a best friend? That's guaranteed.

So he does not feel threatened by Eddie's girlfriends. He understands now what space Eddie's partners may take in Eddie's and Christopher's life,

but that's fine because Buck can set up another spot for himself. It's maybe not ideal, not what he'd choose, but it's a spot nevertheless!

After all, Eddie finding another girlfriend, or even a wife, another co-parent... Does not remove Eddie's need for a best friend. Even married people crave friendships! So that role is available, that Buck can do, holding onto that won't get him burned!

He thinks.

And then this fucker Tommy steps into the picture, and Eddie bonds with him.

Buck gets nervous. What if he's wrong? What if even the friendship, the best friend status, is something that can be suddenly ripped away from him?

So Tommy is now competition, a threat, someone who could steal the one position by Eddie's side that Buck thought he had, for certain, for good.

Buck is worried. Jealous. Angry. Scared.

...

Anyway! See now, why this storyline is absolutely destroying me?!

[ayoharuko]

''Just for you..I'll change.'' Wanderer x Reader

This oneshot is dedicated to Wanderer! my ex main This oneshot of him is my comeback~! I hope you guys enjoy this and I'm so happy to be backkk~

My posts aren't gonna be as consistent btw, so I apologize if I do slow posts :<

Thank you for waiting for me btw :) I hope you guys enjoy reading this! Reader here is Gender Neutral (They/Them) and its a little angsty but don't worry fluff is at the end :3 Also! Its a little long soo hope you don't mind ehehehe~

REMINDER: This character does not belong to me but belongs to Mihoyo/Hoyoverse, this oneshot is fictional so please try and take this too seriously :), and most importantly. Enjoy reading!

"What is love...?'' A boy wearing a veil said while a younger boy sitting across from him looked at him with sparking eyes seemingly eager to answer the question.

"Love is something beautiful! At least thats what I see or heard from other people..'' He said with a giggle.

''I..wanna experience love too...'' The young boy said with a longing gaze, ''Can i..experience love too?'' The puppet asked, this time with curiosity radiating from him.

''Someday! When you find that special someone'' The younger one answered, and from that day onwards the puppet wondered for years and years....

To finally experience the love he was promised to have

Not until he met you of course, you thought him what love really was..it felt amazing to be loved..

Wanderer sighed at the memories flowing back to him, like falling deeper into the ocean of memories...

''Kuni? You alright?'' You asked worry flashing over your beautiful eyes, "I'm fine. Did you get what you needed?'' He said standing up from his seat.

"Uh..yea, seems like they had what I needed here ehe~'' You said with that cute giggle of yours. Fuck everything you do is cute!

"Kuni? Is there anywhere else you wanna go or should we head home?'' You asked adjusting the bag you held which was taken by your boyfriend to carry, "Lets head home, I'll cook lunch" He said walking ahead of you.

"Ehhh!? But I said I'll cook lunch for us!" You said cutely pouting while catching up to him, he sighed and looked at you with soft eyes.

"We've been out and about since early in the morning...its more better you rest your feet before they get sore'' He finished still looking at you with the same soft gaze.

He saw red hue splash on your face for a split second and then you looked away from him, "O-Okay...thanks'' You said holding his hand.

At this action. The puppet blushed and held your hand tighter as you both walked towards your home.

"Are you sure you don't need help?'' You asked done changing into your comfort clothes, "Yes. just go on and rest. I'll call you when its done'' He finished not gazing at you and just preparing the ingredients.

''Okay then! Thanks Kuni~'' You said hugging him from behind and kissing his cheek, then letting go and he heard your footsteps fade.

"I thought you loved me Scara!" You yelled eyes filled with tears, your face stained with them. ''I do love you!" He yelled back at you with frustration clouding his vision, why won't you just get it!?

''If you did love me you would listen to me and stop all...all of this!'' You yelled tears staining your face more.

''But why!? I'm finally going to become an actual God! I'll be able to prove to Beelzebub that I'm!'' He paused for a quick second and continued, ''That I'm...worth it'' He finishes, frustration fading away replacing it with sadness.

''K-Kuni...'' You bit your lip and wrapped your arms around him tightly, "I..I'm just worried...i..don't want to see you hurt'' You confessed and he fell his heart swell with love.

However, his revenge and anger was way stronger than the love you had for each other, and in the end. He continued his plan. Leaving you sobbing.

Fuck was he such an asshole.

He had everything already, you were his everything, yet he choose to throw you away...he was the same as Beelzebub.

Wanderer felt his hands quiver on top of the knife he was holding, he sighed and placed the object down and put the chicken inside the oven to cook.

He went over to your shared bedroom to see you and his anxiety instantly faded away as soon as he saw your smile, ''Mind if I join you?" He asked crossing his arms, looking at you with a soft gaze.

You smiled and patted the spot next to you, he smiled softly as he lay next to you, leaning his head against the headboard.

"Whats on the menu this lunch?'' You asked closing your book to pay attention to him, ''Roasted chicken and a salad'' He answered placing his arm against your hip and pulled you closer to him.

''Hm~" You hummed a unfamiliar tune and he felt you play with his hair, your book long forgotten on the bed, ''Having fun?'' The puppet asked, eyes closing in relaxation.

"Heh..your hairs gotten a little longer, should we cut it soon?" You asked playing with his hair more. Wanderer had to think for a moment and then responded with a simple ''Sure''

''Oh..by the way, how are you feeling these days? I mean..it hasn't been too long since all of that happened...'' You asked casting a worried gaze towards him.

''I've...been..thinking back on somethings'' He answered, thinking back to the memories that came back to him awhile ago.

''I..I have to say i..I'm sorry'' The puppet said tightening his grip on you, ''Sorry? Darling..you have nothing to be sorry for-" He cut you off with his gaze filled with remorse and regret.

"No..I....I...I pushed you away, I chose my selfish desires and revenge instead of choosing the most important thing that had ever happened in this mortal life...its you'' He said now gazing at you with eyes full of love.

''Kuni..i...you know...it broke me a lot when you left me. I was just worried about you thats all. I couldn't forgive what Dottore did to you. But...I didn't stop you after trying one time..because I knew how important this was to you, even if it hurt..even if you pushed me away i....all I wanted was...was to see you happy'' You finished, tears almost staining your eyes.

Wanderer gritted his teeth and grabbed your hand and put it on top of his chest where his heart should be, he then looked at you with a lovesick gaze.

''I was so wrong and too immature that time, too blinded by power and desire, but now that I've realized everything..now that I've thought things through i..I now know...'' He then started to tear up and with a shaky voice he continued.

''That I've found my purpose in life that I've found the heart I was looking for, you were my heart''

''Your my heart, beloved. The one who controls these human emotions that I once thought were so foolish. My life, my heart and my light...''

''I love you until this wrenched world fades away''

''I won't let anything break us apart again''

As he finished his confession he saw that tears had stained your beautiful face, ''I...darn it...your..you're too sweet kuni!'' You yelled and hugged him tightly while prepping him with kisses.

He giggled and you both enjoyed prepping each other with kisses...

This was the life he desired....

This was the life he wanted.....

He wanted to change....

He wanted to change just for you...

Because...

There was nothing he wouldn't do just for you

''Kuni...? Whats that smell....?'' You asked smelling something...burning...

''....Fuck'' He then got up and ran to the kitchen, almost using his Anemo powers to go faster.

You were dumbfounded for a second when it hit you...

''......''

''THE CHICKEN!!!"

DONE!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING THIS FAR~!

Ahhh its so nice to post something~, I hope you guys liked my comeback, now their are more coming don't worry~

More from Genshin, might bring back old series that I did and maybe other content too! I hope you guys liked this oneshot of Kuni btw!

I was SO tempted to go full angst buttt this is my comeback soo I'll..I'll spare you guys ehehehehe~

Thank you for reading again and I hope you guys loved it!~

Reblogs are appreciated and Feedback/Comments are always appreciated! :3

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[vante1920pm]

Can you do roxto x human reader like he kept bullying her that she has a mask and he doesn't, for example everything about her and finally yn got tired of it and decided to punch the life out him and he was shocked 😭 (BTW he always crouch down to her and that how yn got a punch 👊)

──;; 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: love this idea ^^

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☆ 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: rotxo/fem!human!reader

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: slight bullying, rotxo acting weird, ooc, not proofread

"All I'm saying is, that your mask thingy is weird. I don't know what you-"

"Exactly, that is the problem!" you interrupted Rotxo, who was, once again, making fun of you. When you first met him, he seemed so nice and cute.

He helped you after you tripped and took care of your swollen ankle. You two had much fun, laughed about the jokes you made and told each of you things about yourself.

He was so interested in the stories you told him. How the world you lived in was, about your family and friends and your pet. It shattered your heart when he started to act this way.

You thought he probably wanted to look cool in front of his friends. I mean, they made fun of you too, so why would he stop them? His friends he knew for years for someone like you, who he only just met.

It was a moment like that once again. He made fun of you for needing to wear a mask, while he could breath in the fresh air and you had to use fake one. "Why can't you just leave me alone? How does my breathing affect you in any way?".

Rotxo was quiet for a moment, not knowing how to react. And good for him, he should just shut the fu-

"Well, it's still weird. But, I mean, you're from the sky people, you don't belong here anyway-" that was the moment you decided to hit a punch to his stupid face. He wouldn't see that coming. He crouched down on your level, the perfect opportunity to finally show him who he's talking to.

Just a little bit closer and then-

The boy was perplexed, holding the side of his face where you punched him a second ago. The impact wasn't hard enough to throw him on the ground, but it would definitely leave a mark. For a few days even, when it goes well.

Rotxo still didn't react, just staring at you with an open mouth. "Uhh..." you walked up to him, taking his face into your hands and pulled him closer to your own.

"Y'know, you're kinda cute when you don't talk that much. Leave it like that." you backed off, turning around and leaving a confused boy behind, who was still staring at your back in awestruck.

This could get interesting in the future.

© 2023, VANTE1920PM

[zoeykallus]

When I was a kid, I used to come back with all sorts of things that are considered dangerous for parents. Bringing back home Geckos, butterflies, ladybugs, a whole ass cat lmao as it hung from my arms, and a scary dog once. And I still do that as an adult!

I wonder what the batchers would react to their s/o coming back with a whole ass wild Varactyl? ( the creature obiwan rides before being shot down) or a Nexu that happens to be friendly?

The batchers already know s/o has a fondness for animals, but didn’t think animals were fond of them as well. Oh, I forgot to mention. She wants to keep it for conveniences lol.

I was the same type of kid. My Dad said I was not allowed to go to the woods alone, so I took my grandfather's dog to walk in the woods and collect bugs and such. When my Dad was angry and said that he told me not to wander off alone, I said "But I took Erlo with me" Unfortunately, Erlo didn't count in my Dad's eyes as a companion for my bug tours. But the dog was actually an awesome protector, and he obeyed everything I said, even though I was very young and not the alpha in our 'pack'. Erlo was a good boy...

Erlo and me btw... sorry I strayed 😅

The Bad Batch x Reader HCs - The Stray

_________

You have a heart for animals and all kinds of strays. Your batcher knows that too, but he doesn't expect this particular stray that you suddenly bring along.

_________

Hunter

When he opens his eyes, four red eyes stare at him. Hunter jumps up, startled, immediately draws his knife and gets ready to fight, his heart racing, but the nexu does not attack him.

"He's tame," you say with a laugh.

Hunter sighs heavily, realizing you've brought another stray with you.

"A tame nexu?" he asks critically.

You nod and stroke the animal's head, whereupon it makes a sound similar to a purr.

Now Hunter notices the collar on the animal.

"He belongs to someone," he notes.

You nodded with a sigh, "I know I probably can't keep him, but he was wandering around in the woods near here and there was no one around for miles. I was honestly scared out of my wits at first, but he wasn't going to attack me."

Hunter smirks at you, "Talk to Tech, I'm sure he has some ideas on how we can find the owner"

You look at him and ask meekly, "But what if his owner doesn't treat him well?"

"We can't travel with a nexu, Cyare".

You scuff your foot on the ground and tickle the nexu behind the ear.

"I know," you say softly.

Hunter strokes the nexu on the neck, leans in and kisses your cheek.

"I'm sorry, but it's better if we either find the owner or release him into the wild"

"Can I at least show Wrecker before he has to leave again?"

Hunter laughs softly and says, "Sure, I'm sure Wrecker will like the nexu, but don't get any ideas about trying to coax me along with Wrecker"

Echo

"You've got to be kidding me"

Echo stares at you and the nexu next to you.

"Cyare, those things are dangerous".

You shake your head, "Not this one, he's tame and very cuddly".

Echo sighs, "Cuddly, huh?"

You scratch the nexu behind the ears, and it starts purring like a cat.

"See? Why don't you try it?"

Echo says dryly, "No, thanks, I'd rather save my cuddles for you".

You laugh softly, amused.

"It's not dangerous"

"Oh yes it is. He may be tame, but he's not your animal, you don't know if he'll always be this tame or if he'll bite your arm off the next moment."

With a sigh you say, "Okay, I see, I probably won't get to keep him."

"You're kidding. Keep him? No way, sweetheart. I love you and I know you have a heart for all kinds of strays, which is probably why you travel with me and my brothers, but a nexu can't travel with us. Apart from the fact that they are unpredictable, that would not be species appropriate at all".

"Okay, okay…" you say with a heavy heart, "Will you help me find the owner then?"

Echo walks very alertly and carefully past the nexu to get to your side. He kisses your temple and says softly, "Of course, honey".

Wrecker

At first, he gets scared and goes into protective mode, but when you enlighten him, Wrecker is totally thrilled.

"Such a good boy," he says sweetly, scratching the Nexu behind its ear, and the Nexu leans against Wrecker in delight, making purring noises.

You watch the two of them with amusement, knowing that Wrecker has an open heart for strays, just like you. Generally, your beloved giant has a big heart.

He plays fetch with the Nexu, cuddles with him and feeds him too. However, Echo and Hunter agree, the Nexu unfortunately can't stay. Together you are looking for a new decent home for the animal, but give him away only with a very heavy heart.

But in general, Wrecker himself never minds if you bring strays, on the contrary. Sometimes you find strays in need together and take care of them.

Of course, you are not alone on the Marauder, so you usually can't keep the strays. Also, some of the strays are very special and Echo as well as Crosshair are sometimes a bit squeamish. Hunter usually has to put his foot down as the leader, even if he actually likes your efforts.

Tech

"Woah!"

Tech jerks back, startled, and stares at the Nexu and finally at you.

"Cyare, be careful!"

"He's tame Tech!"

He blinks, adjusts his goggles and mutters, "I've heard of tame Nexu, but honestly never seen a tamed one before"

You cuddle the Nexu behind the ear and Tech watches you very closely and carefully as you do so, ready to stun the animal should it lunge at you.

Somewhat nervously, he explains to you, "The Nexu is a feline predator species from the jungle planet of Cholganna that maintains its hunting grounds primarily in forested areas. The aggressive creature is often paraded for entertainment in arenas around the galaxy and is considered particularly dangerous. "

"Interesting. This one is quite sweet, though."

"Possibly, but we should be careful in any case".

You smile, knowing Tech loves to explain things, you ask him, "What else do you know about this species?"

A small smile twitches at the corners of his mouth, he loves it when you ask him things.

Tech walks around the animal, pointing at what he explains to you. "The fierce creature has a broad face with a mouth of razor sharp teeth, as well as four red eyes with infrared vision. Beneath the fur, sharp quills are visible along the spine, in tandem with wiry or supple muscles. In addition to the spiked crest, the Nexu has a fork-like tail that helps with balance. Provided the nexu stalks its prey as part of the hunt, it sinks its large curved claws into the flesh. The approach to hunting is highly stealthy. Thus, the nexu first ambushes its victim and then nimbly pounces on the prey. Usually, the cat-like beast sinks its sharp teeth into the victim or shakes it to death. Although the Nexu's slight stature makes it vulnerable to attack, its build still gives it enough speed to make it all the more deadly."

Someone clears their throat behind you, you turn to see Hunter standing there with his arms crossed in front of his chest, "And that's a lot of reasons in addition to a few others I can give you why this beast won't be traveling with us."

Tech smiles and puts a hand on your shoulder, "I'll help you find a good home for him, Cyare."

Crosshair

His hand twitches to his rifle.

"No wait!"

Crosshair hesitates and looks at you piercingly.

"He's not a threat."

The nexu purrs and nuzzles his head against your hand as you cuddle him.

"See?"

Crosshair sighs and slowly relaxes again.

"Another one of your strays?" he asks dryly, putting a toothpick between his lips.

"Yes," you say with a smile.

Crosshair rolls his eyes, he'll probably never get used to you bringing in all kinds of animals all the time. Many of them are rather obnoxious in nature, at least to his sensibilities. This one, however, is interesting even to him.

"I've never seen a tame nexu before," you admit.

Crosshair sighs, reaches out his hand and pats the nexu as well. He smirks and says, "Neither have I, I've never been this close to one before. Fascinating."

For a while you silently pet the animal and the nexu enjoys the attention to the fullest. When you look up again and your gaze crosses with Crosshair's, he says, "Kitten, you know you still can't keep him, right?"

With a heavy sigh, you nod slowly, "I know."

Crosshair rolls the toothpick from side to side of his mouth and says softly, "We'll find him a good home soon. Maybe Tech can help us."

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[luminouslywriting]

Hey- hope the recovery process is going well for you. I wanted to request a pregnancy headcanon for the Pacific boys. Love all your work btw!

A/N: Hello darling! I'm so sorry it's been forever since you sent this in! Seeing as how I'm recovering from the flu, now seemed like a good time to post this haha! Here you are! Gif does not belong to me, it belongs to lucky-bastards

Please note that my requests remain open and I don't mind spam! Set in paragraph form for simplicity!

Robert Leckie: This man is a whole wreck, lemma tell ya. It's not that he's not excited, because he totally is! It's just that he loved the idea of you being pregnant as opposed to there being an actual living tiny thing growing inside of you. 20/20 hindsight haha. All in all, this man steps up and does a wonderful job. He's out here getting excited about the paint for the nursery, betting on the baby being a boy, talking to everyone about the baby—and overall a very excited father.

Snafu Sheldon: PANIC?! Silence?? It takes him some time to process, it's nothing against you babe. It's just that it was definitely an accident and was not planned and he doesn't even feel like a good enough person to deserve a kid. It takes him some time, but he wraps his head around it. He's very soft-spoken about having a child and being a father, but shows his love through the little things (little trinkets for the baby, goes out and gets your weird cravings).

Eugene Sledge: Also panics, bless your heart. But changes his tune very very quickly—he only panics because he doesn't know what to do about a baby. But then he starts talking to his parents and he realizes how excited he is for the baby. Definitely has reassurances for you that things are gonna be so great. Is happy whether the baby is a boy or a girl—just wants them to live a happy and a soft life tbh.

John Basilone: LITERALLY SO THRILLED. This man is out here whooping and hollering and kissing the living daylights out of you. It's like a dream come true and he is so so proud of you and the baby. Wants it to be a little girl because he wants the baby to be just like you—but also would love for it to be a boy. He's out here figuring out how to build a crib day freaking 3—this man wastes no time in getting the stuff that you need.

Runner Conley: You probably have to repeat it twice for the actual words to take effect. And then he's out here nervously buying baby food months in preparation that will have expired by the time the baby actually gets here. Does, in fact, blurt the news to everyone that he knows because he's so excited. Probably randomly reads a parenting book? For funsies? But then panics more over what the parenting book says.

Hoosier Smith: Super sweet and gentle about the entire thing. Takes the time to reassure you that you are in this together and he's gonna take care of you and the little peanut (yes, that's what he calls the baby). He's so mentally prepared for the entire thing, it's almost unnerving. But he's smooth as hell and calm getting things ready for the baby, ensuring that you're doing okay, and that you have whatever you need whenever you need it. 10/10 recommend this man.

Lew Chuckler: A baby? He takes a whole 10 seconds to process those words and has to legitimately think about how it happened haha. But once he's over the initial shock, I think he gets really excited. He's out here asking all sorts of pregnancy related questions and just wants to know that both you and the baby are going to be okay. He'd be more prepared than you are for the actual labor btw, he's got a go-bag and everything.

Sid Phillips: Doesn't panic, but he definitely processes what that means. Is very sweet and probably kisses you and your stomach—and promises that things are going to be the best for you two. He's so excited to be a dad that he won't even care on the gender of the baby as long as the baby is healthy. He's out here digging out his baby toys and sentimental things that he can give to the baby just for kicks and giggles.

[nostarfights]

Longtime Lover

Pairing: Eddie Munson X fem!Reader

Summary: You and Eddie cuddle together in a hammock after a long summer day spent with your friends.

Warnings: Kissing, Eddie touching the readers butt, an au where Vecna's been defeated and Hawkin's wasn't torn apart and Eleven was able to seal up the upside down forever, mentions of Eddie's scars, cuddling

Word Count: 1.2k

a/n: i kinda hate this lol but i hope y'all like it anyway! btw this takes place a year after season 4, so 1987.

the gif below does not belong to me

While you patiently waited for Eddie to finish setting up the hammock he had bought in Steve’s backyard, you softly smiled as you admired him from afar and leaned up against a nearby tree. Simply in awe of your lover and his beauty, ignoring his stubbornness for now.

You had offered to help him put the hammock up not long ago but he had refused and told you to just stand there and look pretty. Insisting that, “Pretty girls like you shouldn’t have to work so hard.” Which made you chuckle a bit, but you didn’t really have much energy left after the long day you two had spent with your friends at lovers lake anyway and all you wanted to do now was to rest with your boyfriend.

So you gave in and let him set it up by himself after telling him one more time to just let you know if he changed his mind. Although you knew he never would. 

As you remained leaning against that tree, you began to think about Eddie and this summer a bit. After all the stress, trauma, heartbreak, exhaustion and tears that the whole fiasco with Vecna had caused last year, you were more than happy to see Eddie so happy himself and at peace this summer.

Seeing him like this made you feel at peace as well after a long time now that you knew that you didn’t have to worry about losing him anymore. And while he still had a bit more healing to go mentally, seeing him like this this summer warmed your heart.

After all he’s been through in the last year, it made you happy to know that thanks to Eleven sealing up the upside down for good, Eddie would never have to fear for you or his own life ever again. He could finally let himself rest, both mentally and physically. 

As thoughts continued to race through your already busy mind, it was now Eddies turn to space out a little while he admired his lover, you. During everything that he’s gone through, you have been his one lifeline through it all. The one person he could always go to and lean on, no matter what time it was.

It could be 3am and you’d still wake up right away to comfort Eddie and be there for him because you loved him more than anything. Plus, you knew that he’d always do the same for you. And for that, as well as all the other things you’ve done for him and he’s done for you, he began to love you even more. If that was even possible. 

As he continued to think about you, his eyes drifted to yours and he admired the way the sunlight shined through them. Your eyes looked so beautiful to him in this moment, as if they were made of perfect panes of stained glass. Moments later he then softly shook his head, gently bringing himself out of his own racing thoughts and he slowly walked up to you.

You smiled as Eddie became closer and closer to you with each step. “Hey, pretty girl. You ready to go lay down with me?” he softly asked you while he started to gently cup your face in one of his hands and he gestured back towards the hammock with the other. You simply nodded in response to his question, “Yeah, I’m ready.” you replied, now no longer leaning against that tree.

Eddie then took your hand in his and led you over to where the hammock was in the backyard, briefly letting go of your hand to get into the hammock first. And once he had gotten settled, you held onto one of the trees it was attached to and started to slowly lay on top of Eddie. Immediately after you had started to lay down on top of your sweet boyfriend, you shifted onto your stomach and began to rest your head and hand on his bare chest, his shirt still off after a day of swimming.

And thanks to you and your love, Eddie no longer felt ashamed of the scars he had because of the demobats. Now having no problem with them being on full display anymore. 

After you had finished getting settled, it was as if the world could tell and in that moment, the sun started to set into the south. Casting an orange and yellow glow through the trees in Steve’s backyard. Both you and Eddie let out deep breaths as you relaxed into each other's arms, letting yourselves melt into each other without a care in the world.

In Eddie’s arms, you always truly felt like you could fully relax and let everything that had been stressing you out that day go. You were safe here. And Eddie had to admit, he felt the same whenever he was within your presence. 

Eddie pressed a few soft kisses to the top of your head while the two of you continued to lay there together, willingly letting the exhaustion caused by today's activities take over both of your bodies. “I love you so much, baby.” Eddie sweetly whispered into your hair, pressing another kiss to your head after he spoke. Another soft smile rolled out across your lips at this, “I love you too, Eds, so so much.” you replied, the tiredness you were feeling evident in your voice while you spoke to him. 

It was as if Eddie was made of melatonin, everytime you cuddled with him you always started to feel sleepy almost immediately. Even if you hadn’t planned to fall asleep, you always did because within his arms was the one place where you could actually let your guard down. But you wouldn’t fall asleep this time, you wanted to stay awake for once and watch the sunset with your boyfriend.

“Let yourself fall asleep, angel. It’s okay.” Eddie whispered to you while his hands softly stroked your warm skin. You then picked your head up a little from its spot on his warm, tattooed chest, “But I don’t want to, Eds. I wanna watch the sunset with you.” you told him as you gazed into his eyes. He smiled at you and your attempts to fight your sleepiness, “I think I know what could wake you up.” he replied with a smirk on his face while he gazed back into your eyes, making you think that he was going to whisper something dirty in your ear.

But before you could say anything, he quickly planted one of his large hands on one of your butt cheeks and gave it a squeeze. Which definitely did the trick, making you perk up right away. “Eddie!” you called out, laughs from both of you soon following. “See! I knew it would work.” he said while you both continued to laugh and you nodded in response. You let out one last chuckle then spoke again, “I suppose it did.” you replied, your eyes looking off to the side while you smiled once more. 

After you had stopped speaking, Eddie pressed a soft kiss to your lips, making your cheeks heat up for the second time that evening. You then got settled on Eddie’s chest once again and just as you had requested, you two spent the rest of the evening cuddling and watching the sunset together.

NAVIGATION

[ardensregias]

Hello hello! I really hope I am not coming at a bad time. I saw your requests are open and I've just been stuck in this brain rot with Jing Yuan x reader, where the reader belongs to some dragon species, has a tail and horns and all (can be Vidyadhara just to make things easier) and she's super jaded and strict, really about "business/work first, rest later" and he's trying to break through to her. Aaaaa, if this piques your interest in any way, can I please request some headcanons or a drabble for this where he finally bluntly confesses to her, something sweet/suggestive, tysm for your time!!💕 Take care!

OOOH this is so cute! ty nonnie <3 i'll try my best nd sorry for the wait (＞人＜;)

fem!reader, reader is bailu's caretaker/assistant, pining jy (are we surprised), reader has claws, open ended (reader doesn't accept him nor does she reject him)

the first time he met you was probably when you're out chasing bailu when she escaped from the alchemy commission, passing by the seat of divine foresight with your tail dragged down the road, bouncing around with each step you took, and the sight instantly made jing yuan's heart jump in adoration, finding it so cute how your nose scrunched in annoyance when you, once again, lost track of the young girl, your tail swishing in anger as you prepare to march back home to report bailu's disappearance to the other vidyadharas.

ever since that day, he has been trying multiple escape attempts, and finally succeeded when yanqing is away to patrol the city. well, the little guy wouldn't have guessed that his general has started pining after centuries of solitude.

that is when the lieutenant calls for help from the master diviner, and yanqing lets out the loudest sigh ever when he spots the dozing general trying to pester you into taking a break with that default (*´ω`*) face he wears all the time, while you just continue with dealing with of some paperwork that bailu couldn't handle. really, if jing yuan isn't the great general and strategist who led a war for centuries and came out victorious, you would've slapped him with your scaly tail and flung him back to the divine foresight—but no, you can't do that.

"please," he begs, shifting his position closer towards you. he doesn't touch you though, seeing as you did not explicitly give him permission, "won't you take a break with me? i'm sure qingzu would not mind taking over my work for a while..." his low, velvety voice only serves to weaken the desire to punch him, as you start to take pity on the overworked man.

oh but unfortunately for him and not-so-fortunately for you, yanqing has begun to sprint towards jing yuan, with the latter immediately sensing the presence of his son subordinate and moving quickly to stand behind your chair. obviously it doesn't help him, his body is clearly larger than yours and yanqing immediately does his job to drag the now pouty grown-up home.

while he cannot go out anymore, jing yuan can still send you occasional letters and invitations for a tea. and when you refused due to your workload, he begins calling the invitations as 'official meetings' and smiles innocently when you came in to see him napping on his desk. he's really testing your patience, but you also cannot deny that he looks kind of cute like that...

"since you're already here, why don't you sit down and have some tea?"

you complied, and suddenly it's been over an hour since you start venting about your work to him—he makes you do this btw, for he loves hearing your melodious voice speaking about literally everything. it feels like you're lulling him to sleep and he fantasize about just how good it would feel to have you read him bedtime stories, plus having your clawed hands brushing strands of those fluffy hair out of his face, and laying his head on your lap... (๑>◡<๑) life could be dream fr) his daydreaming is forced into a halt when he realizes that he may have poured too much tea that it soaked his papers.

this visit continues for weeks, and jing yuan realized that you're starting to slack off—which is good news, because you were always working overtime and never got the chance to relax this much before, and as the leader of this fleet, he has to make sure all his people are happy and getting enough rest, right?

as for the confession...

on a quiet afternoon in his office, the three sacred words randomly flow out of his mouth, as if it's something spontaneous and natural for the both of you.

"i love you,"

he murmurs, like it was meant to be heard by no one, but it certainly doesn't go unnoticed by your sharp ears. then the general looks at you, a faint tint of pink decorating his cheeks as the realization dawns upon him, "was i too loud?"

"yeah..." you nod and look down, unsure of what to say. how does one respond to a love declaration? you never get taught about love and affection, having spent most of your life studying and working, striving to be the perfect example of a vidyadhara.

a low but hearty laugh escapes his mouth, "looks like your tail is betraying you," he points out, watching the rough yet shiny scales glimmer under the office's light as it sways from side to side. ah, everything about you is just so mesmerizing to him.

your breath hitched as you glance back, catching your tail and hugging it close to your chest to save yourself from humiliation. what a nuisance, you think, but to the general sitting across from you, it was the most adorable thing he's ever seen aside from mimi's tender paws.

"i apologize for being sudden..." jing yuan tries to break the ice, his hand slowly moving closer to yours, "you don't have to accept my love," despite his words, he really, really hopes that you'd want to return the feelings. he'll be in shambles if you were to reject him.

this was a rare moment from him, to see the general so flustered and unsure. so, what do you say? will you gave the touchstarved man the love he deserves?

[music-n-romantic-dreams]

Truly, I used to be ashamed of my divinity.

I would always down play it but deep down I always felt a disconnect to everything even the gods that people would force upon me.

Everything seems so empty and lackluster to me because I know that life can be grander than all of this.

And if you continue to give into your old beliefs that isn’t getting you anywhere.

You’ll go extinct just like everything else.

Why do you think the same animal species including humans look different in every region?

Because if they don’t adapt then they’ll die and go extinct.

I’m not trying to scare you I’m trying to inspire you.

Please don’t be arrogant enough to believe that humans are exempt from extinction just because they’ve been overlooked for eons.

Bad behavior will always be evaluated eventually because no one deserves to be oppressed.

Btw your Jesus’ soul isn’t on this planet and if that deity does ever decide to show up here they would most likely remove all the evil from your hearts so you can stop making them look bad.

I’m sorry to break it to you but deities aren’t as merciless as you believe and the only reason why old gods were so brutal is because they had to figure out love on their own.

They had no proper guide.

They had to figure out how to lead in a chaotic and selfish world that they inherited.

We have the knowledge to heal all of that now.

And rewrite the fate of this planet.

Truly it’s up to you not me.

I’m going to be fine regardless cus I’m not attached to any of This only my loved ones and they will always be with me cus I actually value them.

I don’t lose things I value unless it no longer wants to be with me.

I forgive every god for leading this world to the way it is and I know that most starseeds feel the same.

I’m grateful for the old deities for trying their best with what little guidance and unconditional love they had.

We just want to be able to live in peace already.

It’s a new millennium let’s relearn everything we know about living.

Because this shit ain’t working and it’s boring me.

Let’s forgive the past already.

Most of us weren’t even alive to even know this shit.

You’re just recycling stale karma for no reason.

If you’re god is truly that great then why is everyone so depressed, unfulfilled and hopeless?

Why is there so much chaos?

Why haven’t Jesus saved this world yet?

Because you must learn the same lesson Jesus failed to understand.

SAVE YOURSELF!

I can criticize Jesus his children has been tormenting me and so many others for a while now.

He’s in my debt for that.

I wouldn’t of been through hell if it wasn’t for his kids messing with the natural order of societies.

I don’t know bout y’all but we hold people accountable over here especially those with power.

Understand my soul is connected to Hellenic deities.

Deities who weren’t afraid to check other gods.

I don’t put myself under anyone.

Free yourself from karma that doesn’t belong to you.

Stop being afraid you’re safe to do so.

There’s new deities being spawned and popping up on this planet constantly.

Let’s give into our future.

I promise you’ll love it.

Understand that we control our destiny and that millions of us are already on the same spiritual level of Jesus but are ashamed to admit it because of the turmoil one might receive from deluded conservative Christians who’s views are redundant to our future.

I know you’re going to hate me trust me I expect it. But understand you can never hate me more than I hate you..

Prove me right that humans are only good for opposing celestial life.

Please do but understand you’ll surely fail.

Because this is destined.

We will protect our peace!

You murdered so many of our celestial family.

I hold no grudges though I just want people to get on board with living already or we’ll fulfill your death wish for you.

If you continue to attack us.

[fae-of-the-rose]

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Longest Tag: 75 characters

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Urianger Augurelt/Thancred Waters, Minor or Background Relationship(s), minor Gaia/Ryne | Minfillia Characters: Urianger Augurelt, Thancred Waters, Gaia (Final Fantasy XIV), Ryne | Minfilia Additional Tags: others are mentioned - Freeform, Named Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), for like two lines, Implied/Referenced Abuse, thanks Vauthry, goes into absolutely no detail but it is mentioned, disgustingly in love dads

Summary: Urianger and Thancred's home is always open to those who need a place to stay.

6 notes - Posted March 19, 2022

#4

So when I’m bored and unwinding for sleep apparently I make characters. Anyway @khttrpg posted a character sheet thingie to make characters with and I figured why the heck not I can always use more OCs.

Assuming I did my math right, Riley here has 5 Major Levels, is the Replica of a scientist’s son who’s father was very, very keen to see how far the human body could be pushed before being forced into Heartless/Nobody.....and look I based him on Prompto Argentum, taking characters from a video game or other media and building them in a TTRPG system is a really good way for me to figure out how the system works. Also he was the easiest to justify as a Cosmic Mage and I really like Cosmic Mage’s flavor. 

All of his stats should be right if I did my math right this late at night (I added +3 to HP and +2 to MP) and there were a couple of things I noticed missing from the doc but otherwise extremely fun to build out! His whole deal would, obviously, be about finding where he belongs and figuring out where the scientist is now and maybe getting revenge for the bullshit that guy did to Riley’s “brothers”.

EDIT TO ADD since tumblr’s ask limit means this is easier:  The things I noticed missing were: several Jobs give you free spells that don’t count against the number of spells you can learn but at no point in the doc does it say just how many spells you can learn aside from those; and some clarification on if a Talent can exceed a Stat if boosted by Reflex Improvement or other Class abilities.

7 notes - Posted August 5, 2022

#3

>playing Stardew Valley for the first time in a while >”btw Ginger Island is a thing” >unlock Ginger Island >oh...oh no

anyway I do not think I am likely to ever use anything on the island except that forge ever that is just TOO MUCH I am not a min-max/must make all the money type of player I am just a simple Fae who wants to marry cute boys and have a cute farm

11 notes - Posted July 18, 2022

#2

I’m gonna need an internet historian to compile this wild Nier Automata Church Saga once it’s all said and done this is just bonkers like. whatever it ends up being it needs to be preserved as both a wild time and also a prime example of the DrakeNier fandom and how willing we are to like. accept this shit

41 notes - Posted July 29, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

D23′s going on today and new Tron game holy shit yes

119 notes - Posted September 9, 2022

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