#the rest are under the cuuuut

[missamyrisa2]

how might you tickle an emo woman who sometimes fantasises about some lovely lady deciding she needs a smile on her face, and is more than ok with taking advantage of the belly baring crop tops she wears to do it? she might also have quite a chubby tummy that jiggles from squirming and laughing and a navel piercing that flusters her to have teased around and i'm definitely not just describing myself right now i promise...

I'm forever imprinted with the tickler who once told my grumpyyy gothyy self that when I was with them I had no choice, I was going to be happyyyy ~ and guesss whatttt? I'm spreading that joyyyy to youuuu my lovelyyyyy sourpusss awwww sooo stubburn huhhh? Yeahh you don't wanna smile you sayyy ohh I'm just ttooooo complex and emo and angstyyyy to give those carefree giggles huhhh ~ I knoww I knowww the tickles aren't for youuuu but guess whattt guess whattt cutie with the cute belly that I can see seee~ the tickles are for you. Yes, the tickles are for you and they're coming for youuu and there's nothing you can do about it nawwww ~

I seee that gorgeous fluffy tummy oh yes I do. Ooooh yes I do and i see your cheeks already getting a little blushyyy huh ~ are we getting a little bashful, are we? Is someone mayyyybe just a teeeensy~tinyyy~squidgie~bit ticklish? Riiight on this navel? I see youuuuu I see your jewelllll mmmhmm that lovely little sparkle of metal in your cuuuute girly belly buttonnnn~ yesss, bellybutttoonnn ~ let's have a looksie shall we? Shalllll we dance? Mmmmh nooope nope don't try to fight it. It's just gonna tickle you more if you fight it. Let's wiggle these fingers riiiight along your tummyyyy yes, down the waistline and up each siiiiide and ring arounddd your navelllll

Sooo bouncyyy so bouncy bouncyyyyy ~ awww you're squeaking now girlyyy you're losing that stubbornness aren't youuuu can't keep up all that angst when you're sooo sensitive and ticklish yeahhh ~ I see those smiles trying to get out ~ mmmhh yesss you need a thorough tickle therapy session oh yes you do. Mmhmm that's the only sure fire way to get the stubborn grumpies out of a cuuuute girlyyy and her adorable bellyyyy ~ awww sooo jigglyyyy hereee how about a kissy hmmm?

Ahh yes, kissies riiight along your lower tum. Ahhhh a tum tum~ mmhmm ocochie coo giggly girl. You're sooooo pink in the cheeks nowww are you my apple-y emo? All apple cheeked and nowhere to go? Darling you could run awayyy but you're still letting me tickle youuuu you're letting me squeeze these sides and kissy kisyyy under your piercing. Maybe you'll let your Amyyy licky lick huh? Oooh I know I know it's gonna tickle. Why do you think I'm gonna do itttt? Mmmhmm liiiickyy riiiight into your button and arounnnd that lovelyyyy little piercing.

And now we tappy tap. Ooh yessss. There's a reason I dread this sort of thing. I knowww what tappy nails on metal can do to a bellyyyy ~ you see it's the liightest vibrations, my nails tapping on your piercing ever so gently, barely grazing but you sooo hear it. You sooo feeel it. Allll right through your butttonnnnnh ~ and don't worrry my other hand ahhh, it found a duster and we can just make sure the rest of your tummyyy is getting alll the lovesssss ~

I think you like being tickled ~ I mean, why else would you wear such cuuuute tops if you didn't want tickles. Tell me all about it my formerly stubborn cutie emo girly girl with the girly girly giggly giggle. Tell me how much it tickles. Tell me how much you loooove your tickles and your Amy tickling youuu ~ I promise I'll give youu allll the tickles and coochie coooos and kissssy kissiess and licky loos tooooo nooo never gonna take those away from my sweeet crumblyyy girly girlll ~ you're gonna get alll the tickles, every time I seee youuu being all emo and sullen, and you'll see my knowng smile and you'll knowwwww there's no choice, you're gonna be happy when you're with meee ~ <33

[stellasfictionalworld]

part 2.

part 3

a/n: i got so excited i decided to right a second part already. reader is referred to as cupid. 

reader x andre anderson 

cw: (i mean you’ve watched the show so) implied sex, swearing, under age drinking, fluff, use of drugs, implied sexual assault

word count: 1,606

Your roommate is Ashley Carter. You two hit it off well, she’s been taking the Performing Arts courses. Although, you’ve suggested she might as well join Hero Management since she saved your ass last year. When your Student Rating skyrocketed after your fuck fest, she was right there beside you. Excited for you, and helped you point yourself in the right direction. She helped you find a marketing team, and read through contracts to make sure you weren’t getting scammed. It made sense, considering Ashley was taking some law classes on the side with her Performing Arts courses. 

Yet she loved the big screen, and it was made for her. Her power was that she could sparkle, like literally. Edward Cullen style, without the need for blood. She very much could blind the shit out of you or act as a disco ball. Anyhow, you two made the cutest insta posts together. Cupid and Glitter. 

Your name was called as you pulled a knee-high sock. You greeted your roommate as she flopped onto her bed. 

“Look at you,” you could hear the smile on her face. “You think you’ll get to be one of them? I can see it already,” she said.

You turned to your roommate and shook your head but you had a small smile on your face.

“I’d like to get to know them first,” you said, your heart sinking. You wouldn’t be used, not again. You put on the rest of your outfit and posed for Ashley. “What do you think,” you said. 

“Cuuuute,” she said, snapping a picture. 

“Thanks,” you winked. “What are your plans by the way?” you asked. 

“I think I’m gonna see Jen again,” she said. 

You grinned widely and your brows shot up. “You’re gonna find love before I do,” you said and her face started to get red. 

“Get out of here,” she waved you off. “Go see Andre,” she added. 

“Okay, but tomorrow. Drinks and stories,” you pointed at her and she nodded. 

…

It wasn’t till you got there, that you realized this was Dusty’s place. You’d gone to other house parties, but this place was a mad(crack)house. The shit that happened here, most of the time no one would remember by morning. Your stomach churned as you followed a group ahead of you. They opened the door and you were immediately hit with the smell of sweat and weed. The mad(fuck)house was booming with life. Dancing, snorting up cocaine, makeout sessions, and other crude shit happened right in front of your eyes. Someone bumped into you and you took that as a sign to move. 

You texted Andre, saying you’d made it inside. You licked the cherry gloss on your lips as you made your way around the house. You found the drinks and grabbed the first thing you saw. Your fingers trembled as you tried to get the top off. 

“Fuck,” you muttered in annoyance. The rancid smell of vomit hit your nose already. 

“Need help with that?” someone asked beside you. 

“Yeah actually,” you looked up with a sweet smile. Your blood went ice cold when you recognized the blonde you were looking at. Rufus, you’d heard rumors about him, they usually involved non-consent situations. A part of you told you to run, but you kept up the smile. Offering him the bottle and he cracked it open with ease. 

“Thank you,” you said and took a step around him.

“No problem,” he blocked your escape, putting a hand on the kitchen counter. “You’re Cupid right?” he asked. 

“The one and only,” you sipped your drink, “and you are?” you asked. 

“Rufus, sure you haven’t heard of me?” he asked with a slightly higher pitch. 

You pressed your lips together and knitted your brows together. You were picking at his ego on purpose, it’s what he deserved after all. 

“I think the name rings a bell, do we have a class together?” you asked. 

He laughed dryly, eyeing your tits now. Chills ran down your spine, fucking wanting to run. You were in his range, he could catch you the minute you turned around. 

He started to talk again, and your phone buzzed. 

“Sorry, give me a sec,” you said and you didn’t hear a response. 

Andre

10:03 pm

just got here, where are you?

You swallowed thickly as you typed away.

10:03

Kitchen, with Rufus. 

“Sorry ‘bout that,” you said with your fake smile. 

“No worries,” he stepped closer to you. Your nose scrunched up, overwhelmed by his cologne and alcohol breath. “What do you say, we go upstairs? I know you’re kinda on break, but c’mon,” he laughed, licking his lips. “I know you’re dying for some,” he finished his sentence. You would have gagged on the spot if not for the fact he thought you wanted this. He was giving you a choice, not mind fucking you yet. 

“I just got here,” you cracked a smile, “I wanna party a little first,” you said.

He did not like that. He stared at you, hungry for the parts of you that everyone knew about. You might as well have been naked, people openly talked about your body last year. Everyone knew about your magic touch. Rufus wanted more than a taste, and you were going to give it to him. Right to his crotch. 

Before your fist collided with anything, a hand wrapped around your hip. Your brows shot up and you looked over your shoulder. Andre pressed himself against you and smiled at you. 

“Sorry for making you wait,” he said, he gave your hip a gentle squeeze. “Rufus,” he said darkly, immediately Rufus cleared his throat. He backed the fuck up and eyed you then him. There were flashes of anger and fear between each glance. Then he muttered something before disappearing with a bottle of beer. 

You let out a breath of relief and blinked away the wetness in your eyes. 

“You okay? Did he do anything to you?” he asked, staring down the hallway Rufus had escaped with. You wondered if he hoped to have laser eyes at that very moment. You took in a breath and chugged the beer. 

“He didn’t, thanks to you,” you put down the bottle and grabbed a cold one. “Thank you,” you looked up at him and he nodded.

“It’s my fault if–” he said, and you shushed him. 

“Don’t. Nothing happened, it’s all good,” you smiled.

“Right,” he took in a sharp breath through his nose, “just stay with me. I’ll make sure he doesn't even fucking look at you,” he looked down at you. 

It was sweet, he got so pressed on your behalf. You could handle yourself, but sometimes you still needed saving. Though it wasn’t the first time you dealt with guys like Rufus, considering your last year in God U. Andre simmered down but hadn’t moved his hand the whole time. 

“Let’s party, yeah?” you said. “Didn’t you say your friends were here too?” you asked. 

“Yeah, let’s go,” his shoulders had dropped, and he gave you his iconic gorgeous smile. His hand finally slipped away, but you swear you saw his fingers flinch when he let go. You followed him, and he pointed to the group sitting outside. They were sitting on picnic chairs, around a foldable table. You immediately appreciated the fresh air, it was a bit cold making you close up your cardigan. 

There were a few people outside in the pool, some chilling outside of it. It wasn’t too noisy though. The table was filled with laughter as Andre and you took a seat. They’d saved an extra seat just for you. 

“Hey,” Cate greeted you first, then Luke did, and you received a nod from Jordan. “You two okay?” she asked with brows furrowed. Her big blue eyes twinkled because of the fairy lights, she looked like a Disney princess. One who looked so hot smoking a blunt before passing it to Luke.

“It’s fine.”

“Rufus was talking to her.”

You both blurted at the same time.

Your brow shot up and immediately the mood was killed. 

“Shit, did he do anything to you?” Luke immediately asked.

“No he didn’t, luckily Andre saved me,” you bumped shoulders with him. He gave you a small smile, but something told you he wasn’t going to let this go any time soon. Cate had gone quiet with a distant look in her eyes before lighting a new blunt. She handed it to you with a small smile. You dragged out the blunt and immediately melted into your chair. 

Time passed, and all of you discussed how classes were hard. You and Cate disagreed though. Andre needed saving before his grade dropped, so in between drinks. You’d offered to help him, tutor instead of giving him the answers. He seemed surprisingly excited by the idea, saying you should. His friends were rolling their eyes and grinning. 

You were so distracted with other shit, like how the sun umbrella looked like it was melting. Jordan had given you some good shit, and you’d cried to them. Saying how good this shit was, and how grateful they were your provider. They’d toppled over laughing in their fem form with you. You both eventually just couldn’t stop laughing next to the pool. 

Then you woke up in your bed. The drapes were open, causing you to groan. You fell out of bed and shut them immediately. Then you collapsed back onto your bed. You touched your jacket, realizing it wasn’t even yours. Then you sat up. 

“Holy shit,” you said. 

[call-me-double-trouble]

Fake DT Dating Sim Part 5: Gift Giving!

Transcript:

Double Trouble: You got me a gift? You absolute DARLING! <3 What is it?

Answer 1: A new pair of heels. You know how much they love shoes!

Answer 2: Some new lingerie. You're hoping they'll wear it for you later.

Answer 3: A box of assorted French macarons. They like fancy treats!

Answer 4: A necklace with matching earrings you saw them looking at while at the mall.

DT's reaction and 💚 points under the cut.

Answer 1: They bounce up and down with delight. "Those are so cuuuute!" they squeal. They embarrass themselves at their enthusiasm and calm down, clearing their throat. "I mean, they're lovely. You know me well." They examine the shoes, admiring their quality and details. "I have just the outfit for these. They're perfect!" 💚💚

Answer 2: DT raises an eyebrow. The gift is nice, don't get them wrong, but they feel like this might be more of a gift for you than for them. Still, they appreciate it nonetheless, and you did make a great selection. It's exactly what they would have chosen for themselves. It's almost embarrassing that you know them that well. They smile and playfullly poke your nose. "You rotten flirt! You know you don't have to go to such lengths to bed me! That said, a little bribe never hurts." They peck your cheek. "I suppose I should try these on tonight, just to ensure they fit," they purr into your ear. Who's the rotten flirt, now? 💚💚

Answer 3: "Yum! Thank you!" DT tears open the package and eats a few. "These are heavenly! Here, you must have one!" Before you can protest, they gently feed you one. "Good, aren't they? You made a great pick! What bakery did you get these from?" They're giddy for the rest of the walk and insisting you take them to this bakery soon. They offer to get you something since your were so kind as to treat them. 💚

Answer 4: It's not what you spent that impresses them, but that you remembered this set caught their eye. They hadn't even pointed it out. Just glanced at it a little longer-- long enough for you to tell they liked what they saw. They didn't plead with you or make puppy eyes, so they're pleasantly surprised that you got this for them. Once again, you've slipped through their defenses and struck them right in the heart. They swap their earrings then and there, holding the necklace out to you. "Clasp it for me, darling?" Your fingers brush their jawline and neck as you reach around them, clasping it. Their ears twitch, a movement you've come to recognize as them being happy, albeit a tad flustered. Their face flushes for a moment, and without warning, they wrap their arms around you, burying their face in your shoulder. It sounds like they murmur a "Thank you," but it's hard to tell with how close their mouth is to your skin. You tilt their face upwards and gently lock lips with them. They hold you closer than they have before. 💚💚💚

[topaz-witch-tea]

Yes, hello! I love your Yanqing happy family AU! He headcanons with Dan Feng are so cuuuute! Now you can ignore the rambling here but why can I see that when Jing yuan gets scammed into buying his lion cub (Yingxing had a good laugh when henrealized Jing Yuan got scammed while Dan Feng is like "Just... Why?"). The lion cub is just forever stuck by toddler!Yanqing's side? Just the cub sees toddler!Yanqing and goes "This is my human now." Now they gotta keep the lion cub because Yanqing is attached too.

Awww!!!🥰Thank you so much!!! I'm so glad you like my work. Dan Feng is such an interesting character to me so i wanted to explore what kind of person he would be had he not lost his loved ones and be forced to reincarnate.

I absolutely love that head canon about Mimi. Jing Yuan would be banned from the market for a while. I also have a feeling it would not be the first time he's done something like this. It's just that the previous times were smaller/less expensive items that they could get rid off. None of them would have the heart to get rid of a lion cub, especially one that Jing Yuan has become so attached to.

Mimi would also adore Yanqing. Yanqing is a baby and babies love soft things, and to Mimi, Yanqing was just a tiny, helpless cub that needs protection at all times. They can't exactly send Mimi away when the lion gets too big, that would mean they would have to explain to Yanqing that Mimi can't stay at home. Which would mean tears and begging and pleading that would easily wear down the three fathers down.

The issue is that once Mimi is attached to Yanqing, she would want to follow him everywhere. When he's a baby it's fine since he can't go that far, but once he starts school or has basic training with the rest of the Cloud Knights, problems would arise. Mimi would have to be kept in Jing Yuan's office lest he get calls from the school about his lion trying to jump the fence or prowling around the training grounds and scaring the new recruits.

I actually do have a fic centered around Mimi in the works, so I'll include a snippet. I hope this have it out this week since its almost done.

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The lion stared curiously at the little bundle in Jing Yuan’s arm before coming over to take a look.

“Look Yanqing, Mimi came to say hi to you.” Jing Yuan held Yanqing up so Mimi should see him.

“Now, listen carefully Mimi. Yanqing is my son and he’s very young so you must be careful. He’s too little for you to play with him the way you do with us. I can entrust you to protect Yanqing, right?” Jing Yuan spoke like he was giving out orders to his men as he scratched Mimi under her chin.

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Thank you for bring my first ask and please feel free to send me more!❤️ I love talking about Yanqing happy family AU!

[starlos-soulmate]

telescope, mooncake (bc it sounds like starcake teehee) and dizzy star !!!!

Mooncake and Starcake awwhhh!!! Cuuuute!!!!!

🔭: What's your F/Os favorite details about you? Your's about them?

Oh heck this might be flustering. I like the fact he's left handed (or ambidextrous). Super cool! He's got very pretty colors, I love his ray patterns. GLASSES!! Cute nerd. He's silly, got such a kind heart, wants to make others happy. Would probably infodump about Westerns endlessly and I'd listen to it all. Love me a man who's enthusiastic about his interests.

As for what he likes about Pancake? Well. She's an artist. He loves the stuff she makes. She's also soft and strong, making her the perfect pillow to rest on. She's silly and sarcastic. Her dry humor and snark catching him off guard and making him double over in laughter. She also plays a harp guitar and he LOVES how it sounds. They sing together, he loves her voice. It's nice.

🥮: What snacks or drinks would you bring stargazing?

Root beer and maybe corn bread. Lots of candy. I'd bring so much candy. Hug barrels. Anyone else know the hug barrel drinks? Yeah I'd bring those.

💫: Does your F/O have a lot of energy at night, or do they just want to curl up and rest under the stars?

Hey that's part of my Starlo tag! Anyway. Starlo does pace at night, talking to himself. So I feel like he would have energy. But overall he'd want to curl up and sleep. There's a cute and warm girl next to him! It's fascinating listening to all the star and space facts. But he also could get tired and use Pancake as a mattress

Ask game here

[chaosandwolves]

since I was granted a freebie would you mind telling me about Wait for me to come home? 👀✨

Hehe

Yes this is a cuuuute one if I may say so

I was thinking... what if something happens to Connor and his wife and Buck ends up actually being the father of his son?

And as tragic as it is, and as scary as it is, it makes him happy.

But it's also overwhelming af but the 118 got his back.

Eddie got his back.

Buck moves in with the Diaz boys so Carla can look after both Chris and the baby when the boys are working.

And they so naturally transition into being a proper family together that weeks later, it takes Eddie a whole five minutes after leaving the house to realize that he just kissed Buck good-bye... On his lips…

A lil snippet of what follows

If he sits in his car for 10 minutes outside his house the next morning before he gathers the courage to finally go inside, no one has to know.

And no one has to know how he can feel his heart beating in his throat and how his hands are clammy and how he feels like an awkward teenager as he walks through the front door.

He takes deep breath and ignores the slight instability around the edges of his voice when he calls out, "I'm home!"

For a second he thinks he might be in luck and Buck is out running some errands.

But then he appears in the door frame of his bedroom with his son resting content in his arms against his chest and Eddie's heart skips a beat.

Eddie doesn't know what to do and remains frozen in the hallway, his head simultaneously way too frantic and way too quiet to be able to come up with anything coherent.

Buck, however, doesn't leave him hanging for long.

He moves out into the hallway, takes two steps before coming to a halt right in front of Eddie. His voice is so rich and smooth when he greets him with a soft "Hey," that it sends a warm shiver down Eddie's back.

But instead of reacting to this greeting like a sane adult, Eddie, for some inexplicable reason, raises his hand and waves.

It's not even a proper gesture, just some awkward little movement of his hand as he replies, "Hi."

For a second he's convinced that Buck can hear how violently his heart is hammering against his chest and that he'll call him out on it.

Buck, however, grins one of these grins that spread over his entire face and that lights his eyes up so that they take on the color of a sunny summer sky.

And Eddie gets so lost in it that his brain forgets to process what happens next.

Buck leans in, the grin on his plush rosy lips growing even wider and suddenly these exact same lips are pressed against Eddie's.

He can feel how Buck breaks into a full on smile under the soft touch of their lips before he pulls back and Eddie can see Buck's eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and joy.

"Welcome home."

Eddie blinks and before he can gather his thoughts which had evaporated the second he felt Buck's lips brush against his own, Buck turns on his heels, walks into the kitchen and nonchalantly announces, "I made pancakes, abuela's recipe," as if he didn't just rattle Eddie's entire world and moved it off its hinges.

Eddie blinks again, his fingers rising up to touch the spot where he can still feel the kiss lingering on his lips. And for a moment he just stands there in utter disbelief and pure awe.

Eventually, Buck's voice brings him back into his body when it sounds from the kitchen over the familiar rattling of the espresso machine that Buck insisted on buying, "Cofffee?"

Half laughing, Eddie breathes out and briefly shakes his head to reactivate any functioning brain cells which he's not sure exist anymore in the first place.

But then he at least finds his voice again. "Yeah, yeah."

A soft smile remains on his lips as he follows Buck into the kitchen.

[skellebonez]

Celestial Crossing (A MoonStone, SWKxChang'e, ship fic): Chapter 4- Names and Changes

This chapter will not have any spoilers for the S4 Finale! Also... Hahahaha so… I forgot to update this… because I was in that car accident. I legitimately thought I had updated this long ago! I am so sorry fjgklfdj!

Hopefully this update makes up for the wait!

AO3 Link.

“It’s so odd to see them move when in sleep mode,” Chang’e said.

“But it’s so cuuuute.” Sun Wukong couldn’t help but coo out.

They’d eventually moved to their bedroom, the length of the day catching up to everyone once they had something to eat and everyone left them be (except Macaque, who insisted someone who could teleport be nearby in case something with wrong in the night). The little one, who’s name was still undecided, was resting almost soundly. One would think they were a powered off robot entirely were it not for the little twitches in their front paws and the soft kicks in their back legs.

“They need a name,” Chang'e mused.

“Sun W-”

“We’re not calling them Sun Wukong Jr.”

The quick deadpan rejection made the Sage laugh, softer than he wanted so he would not wake the baby but still honest and full of amusement. The smile on Chang'e’s face showed that she caught onto the joke faster than he could say it, already growing adept at curbing the dad jokes.

Neither of them could believe they were really here. Laying in their bed with a new little life form between them, tired from the small being siphoning little bits of their energy to sustain themselves.

It was a lot to take in and neither was certain they had really fully processed it all yet.

“Ok, well, Jr isn't really even a thing in China anyway. Hmn… how about Baobei?”

“Very cute,” Chang'e agreed with a nod. “They are a little treasure… But I was thinking something more… unique? Like Yuè Shí?”

“A little eclipse,” Sun Wukong mused softly. “I like it, but maybe something along the same lines would fit them a little better… Yuèbǐng?”

“I think we should save anything related to mooncakes to nicknames,” Chang'e replied with a laugh.

“Then we have a nickname for the little tyke!” Sun Wukong proclaimed proudly. “Since I picked that, do you still want to use your suggestion for their name?”

Chang'e paused for a moment, biting her lip as she thought. While Yuè Shí was a name she had thought of in the past, she wasn’t sure if the child’s given name and nickname should be that similar. And the meaning… it wasn’t really the most fitting for the little baby she had been looking at when she thought about it. Then…

“Jiǎo Lì-Yán,” she said suddenly. “The garden where we tried to rebuilt their original form, it had a lot of breccia in it. I used it to make some of the walkways.”

“Huh,” Sun Wukong said softly, sitting up a little more as he rubbed his chin in thought. “We could… call them Li-Yan as well, maybe? A group of different parts or things coming together… I don’t think anything else fits the little one better than that, given the circumstances of how they came to be.”

“Jiǎo Lì-Yán,” Chang’s said, once and then a few times more. “Yes. Yes, it’s a little odd and not a normal name, but… I think Li-Yan, Sun Jiǎo Lì-Yán, is perfect for them.”

“SUN Jiǎo Lì-Yán?” Sun Wukong asked in surprise. “Are… are you sure?”

They weren’t married. Oh, they wanted to be! How they wanted to be… but given their own circumstances, the fact Chang'e couldn’t leave the moon unless under certain circumstances, the way they worried about how the celestials would react to their union… they had no idea when or how that would happen. If it could happen.

So to hear his beloved, who he would happily call his wife despite this, immediately put his name on their child without question…

“I’m sure,” Chang'e said without hesitation either. “I’m more than sure. They’re OUR child, but they wouldn’t be here without you doing whatever it is Macaque said you did. I want them to have your name and be proud of that.”

He couldn’t help himself.

In an instant he reached out, wrapping his arms around Chang'e to pull her in closer. He rested his forehead against her own first, smiling softly before pressing his lips to her own. The kiss was as sweet as always, the taste of Chang'e blueberry flavored lip-balm stain lingering long after he pulled away just enough to leave their foreheads together.

“You’re wonderful,” he said, kissing her one more time to accentuate that point. “Wonderful-” a kiss" -and smart-“ another kiss ”-and so so amazing. What would I do without you?“ Chang'e didn’t have the chance to respond, Sun Wukong kissing her one final time with more gusto, the two of them slowly laying back on the bed next to Li-Yan. "I love you.”

“I love you too,” Chang'e said breathlessly, smiling for a moment before snickering softly. She leaned up, slowly wiping the little bit of blue that had transferred to her husband’s lips. “We should rest.”

“YOU should rest,” Sun Wukong said as he slowly climbed off her, gently and carefully scooping up Li-Yan in his arms. “You have to be up earlier than I do, and Macaque said one of us should be awake with them at all times for the first few nights. I’ll wake you when I am too tired, or we’ll trade off when you wake up. Ok?”

“OK,” Chang'e agreed with a nod. “I wonder if Li-Yan will like their name. I hope so.”

“I just wonder how long it will take them to respond to it. What do you think?“ Sun Wukong asked. The baby dozed happily in his arms, making soft little sounds in their slumber. ”How long will it take for this little one to get used to their new name?“

”Probably at least a few days,“ Chang'e said with a thoughtful nod. ”Maybe less, if their robotic processing isn’t too slowed down by the whole… babiness.“

”Babies are apparently little knowledge sponges so I doubt that will change much,“ Sun Wukong said with a laugh. ”But they’re also OUR kid. And you’re CHANG'E, you made everything here! You made this entire moon base all on your own! If anything they’ll be a little super genius because of you!“

”I don’t think you’re giving yourself enough credit,“ Chang'e protested. Though Sun Wukong couldn’t help but notice how she ducked her head to hide her blushing. ”You’re the Intelligent Stone Monkey, that has to count for something at the very least.“

Now it was the sage’s turn to blush, tail coming up to hide the red of his cheeks that showed through his fur.

”Maybe we both will contribute then,“ he compromised. ”We’re both smart.“

"I’m glad you’ve learned to see reason, dear.”

The two of them broke out into laughter, Sun Wukong grabbing the phone MK got for him while Chang'e turned off the remaining lights in the room to prepare for sleep.

~

Macaque flicked his ears. He was honestly not trying to listen in on them intentionally… ok, maybe he was trying to listen in on them intentionally. But he hadn’t been at first! Cross his good eye and hope not to die again.

But he had been, intentionally or not, and… they already loved their child so much. He could hear it in their voices. He could hear how much they loved each other, but this wasn’t about them (and he wasn’t into the mushy stuff, even when he had partners in the past). This was about the kid. And…

This kid was going to be ok.

… but, deep down… he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of distant jealousy toward both parents and child.

He tried not to think about that.

~

Chang'e had woken only a little while before she had intended to. Sun Wukong had asked her, as politely as possible, if she could bring him a snack and then take over for the rest of the morning while he got some rest.

It turned out that Li-Yan woke up after about three hours of rest to “eat”, and while Sun Wukong wasn’t completely drained afterwards he was growing increasingly tired given he had fed them twice and not rested to regain his strength since, outside his impromptu nap on the garden floor. He’d stuck it out as much as he could, but it turned out that 2 hours past feeding without rest was his limit.

The fact he hadn’t woken her up immediately made her concerned, the desire to tell him that he could have woken her bubbling up immediately. But she pushed that aside. They could have that talk later, for right now? She would get him something to eat and let him rest. That was what was most important, and she knew that he would do the same for her if they had done things reversed that night.

Her thoughts were broken by a peculiar sound, however. One she didn’t get to hear often in her moon base home.

The sound of someone else rummaging through her kitchen and talking to themselves.

Though she couldn’t quite pick up the words at first it was clearly Macaque’s voice. She didn’t have to guess what he was doing. If he had stayed on watch overnight like he said he would he would definitely get hungry after a while. And the fact he was not currently stationed outside their bedroom door cemented this fact. That wasn’t odd at all.

What WAS odd was what he was muttering.

Something about how he “needed to double check his notes” and “wondered if other sources could be used” and “having to wait a bit longer to see”.

Very odd…

Almost as odd as seeing him standing in front of her microwave, door wide open and the light from inside being the only thing illuminating his face as he shoved a bao in his mouth.

“You know,” Chang'e said suddenly, leaning against the doorway. She watched as the shadow monkey jumped, whirling around to stare at her with wide eyes. “I really would have thought you’d hear me coming.”

“… I was too hungry to hear you?” Was the awkward answer, Macaque’s eyes darting from left to right before he shoved more bao into his mouth. “Youh heafth nofhing.”

“Macaque,” Chang’e said as she crossed her arms. “You’re not planning on doing something that might, possibly, be mistaken as a ‘impulse choice’ would you?”

“Abshowoutley no,” he replied, mouth still stuffed full of the bite of reheated bun.

“Oh my gosh you’re as bad as MK,” she continued, shaking her head as she closed the microwave. “Come on, if you’re that hungry we can make you something a little better than that.”

“… Uh… or I could just leave.”

“You won’t,“ Chang'e said. She didn’t explain how she knew, it was just a feeling. "I’ll make you some congee. Get me some bowls, please? Upper cabinet, right beside the fridge.”

When the other immortal didn’t run, instead looking at her strangely before doing as asked, Chang'e knew she was right on the mark.

~

“Is Macaque… normally like this?” Chang'e asked as she handed her tired love a glass of water. She set a tray down over his legs, holding up a hand as he reached for the bowl in front of him. “Let that cool for a minute.”

“Oh absolutely not,” Sun Wukong said, instantly drinking at least half of the glass. “He’s acting weird, and that’s saying a lot since he’s normally weird as heck.”

“What kind of weird stuff did he do before?”

“Have you SEEN MK’s recordings of his shadow plays?” Sun Wukong asked with a raised eyebrow. “The guy made a whole play about our friendship falling out.”

“And one about you beating Lady Bone Demon,” Chang'e offered quickly.

“Also, another totally made up one about a certain bird getting their ass kicked,” Sun Wukong said with a pause. “That one was pretty funny, though.”

“It was,” Chang'e agreed with a chuckle. “But back on topic… should we be worried about… you know, what I heard? You don’t think he’s going to do something?”

“I don’t think he’d do anything that would get his ass kicked,” Sun Wukong said with a shrug. “He’s… well, MK seems to think he really is trying to be better. And so far he’s done nothing to really make me think he’s going to do anything BAD. But I think it’s definitely related to Li-Yan. Maybe he’s just concerned.”

“You seem a lot less worried about this then I thought you would be,” Chang'e said in surprise.

“Don’t tell anyone I told you this,” Sun Wukong said with a shrug. “But… Macaque’s always had a soft spot for parents and kids. He’d never do anything to harm them, not intentionally anyway. As long as Li-Yan is a baby? He’s only gonna be helpful at this point. I think.”

“… you didn’t see his face,” Chang'e said. “I know what his expression was. I… saw it on my own face, before I took the immortality pills. That was the face of someone about to make a rash decision, and who knew they were.”

Sun Wukong hummed in thought, giving his wife’s words consideration before nodding.

“OK,” He agreed. “If you think he’s planning something? Then he is. I just… don’t know what it could be.”

“I can’t even begin to hazard a guess,” Chang'e said slowly. “I don’t think Li-Yan is in danger! I just… I dunno, I just think he’s going to do something wreckless.”

“Want me to have MK watch him?” Sun Wukong offered immediately. “That way, no matter what it is, someone will be there.”

“I’d appreciate that,” Chang'e said, relaxing slowly. “I know you two don’t have the best relationship anymore, and after all his help I am probably overthinking things, but…”

“You’re smart,” Sun Wukong said instantly. “You pick up on things. I trust your instincts.”

“Thank you,” Chang'e said with a relieved sigh.

“Speaking of, remember our convo last night? Do you think the kid is going to be smarter than we are?” Sun Wukong mused for a moment. “That’s possible, right?”

“I don’t know if you’re trying to butter me up or if you’re bragging,” Chang'e said as she gestured to his now cooler bowl of congee. “But probably. They are a robot and we will likely be the one to teach them.”

“Oh heck yeah,” Sun Wukong said through his first bite of food, tail curling in contentment. “This? May be the best congee I have ever had.”

Chang'e tried not to puff up in pride, remembering how Macaque had said the same thing when he had started to eat his bowl.

~

It was only half an hour later when they heard an unfamiliar ringtone in the kitchen.

Which was odd, the only person in here was…

“MORNING MR. MAC!” A familiar voice called over speakers, instantly giving the trio who entered the room the answer to who that ringtone belonged to before they even saw Macaque’s flustered and embarrassed expression. He had attempted to cover up a tablet, one that was clearly his based on the red and black cloud case it was housed in.

“Mr. Mac is having quite the morning, huh?” Sun Wukong said with a chuckle. He tried not to notice how the other turned to give him a snarky reply and then seemed to stop upon catching his gaze. Maybe he thought it wasn’t worth it, or… maybe the deep eye bags Chang'e pointed out were a lot more extreme then the immortal had thought. “Just helping Chang'e clean up, then I’m getting some rest.”

This was not a lie! H had insisted on at least getting up for just a while when Li-Yan woke mid-breakfast, not seeming to be hungry but just awake and looking at their surroundings in curiosity.

Though, in actuality, he probably should have just passed out after eating. It was just… Partly his own curiosity to see Macaque that morning that pushed him to venture out for a few minutes. And the desire to spend a little more time with their child while they were awake.

… Also, he may have wanted to swipe a peach from the kitchen while his wife wasn’t looking.

“Yeah yeah,” Macaque muttered with a wave of his hand. “What’s up, Half Pint? Something wrong?”

“Nooooo! I just wanted to talk to you, Mr. Macaque!” Bai He said with a wide smile that Sun Wukong could see over the other’s shoulder.

The couple made their way over, ignoring the shoulder slumping and soft growls of Macaque.

As did Li-Yan, who chirped in Chang'e’s arms.

“5 minutes!” A man’s voice sounded from far away over the video call. “You have school, young lady, and it’s a 15 minute walk.”

“Can’t Mr. Macaque just teleport me?” Bai He called back.

“I’m sure Mr. Macaque is busy,” the voice said, growing closer and closer until a face  only Chang’e had never seen before took up the half of the screen Bai He didn’t. “Sorry for the early morning c… call…” The man blinked, looking down at his daughter and then back up. “… is that Chang’e?”

“She’s Mr. Monkey King’s wife!”

“She…” The man, presumably Bai He’s dad, blinked as his mouth dropped open at the sight of not only the moon goddess but also the baby carefully held in her arms. “… you weren’t joking when you told me all that stuff last night, were you?”

“I told you, dad!” Bai He said with a pout. “Chang'e is Sun Wukong’s wife and they had a BABY. Seeeeee!”

“I… see,” the man said as he blinked, staring in shock for only a moment before snapping his mouth closed. “OH. I AM. SO SORRY. UH, we need to get ready, I didn’t mean to stare, I-”

“We can be properly introduced later,” Chang'e said with a soft chuckle. “It’s alright.”

“Ok, yes, uh, I’m Mr. Lin!” The man said, trying to cover his flushed face. “Honey, we need to get ready. Macaque, can you take her home for me again? I have to work late.”

“I’ll be there to walk her home from school, promise,” Macaque said in a surprisingly affirming tone. The entire call, as he watched the young girl and her father on screen, it was as if he… relaxed.

It was odd, Sun Wukong thought. He hadn’t seen the other immortal be this… SOFT in years. Had the young girl really changed him that much just by being determined to get to know the person who saved her from that fall?

“I really appreciate it,” Mr. Lin said with a chuckle. “Sometimes I forget you’re not like. Her second dad.”

There was a quick change in Macaque’s expression. Confusion? Fear? … no.

No, Sun Wukong knew that expression.

“Eh, I’m more of the estranged uncle who brings the FUN snacks at the reunion.”

“I guess that works,” Mr. Lin said as he grabbed the tablet from where it stood. “Ok, say bye so we can head out, please?”

“BYE BYE MR. MAC!” Bai He said, waving quickly to the screen before the call ended.

There was a long, extensive, moment of silence between the four people left in the room after that.

“I’m going to go die in your garden now,” Macaque exclaimed. “That was the most embarrassing call I have ever had.”

“Aw, I thought it was sweet,” Chang'e said with a chuckle.

“That makes it worse!” Macaque said with a groan. He laid his face down on the table, groaning again. “So… baby seems to be doing fine.

"Li-Yan,” Sun Wukong and Chang'e said in unison. “Sun Jiǎo Lì-Yán.” Chang'e added after a moment.

“You named them overnight?” Macaque asked as he sat back up. “Huh. Thought that would take at least a day.”

“What can I say,” Sun Wukong said with a proud shrug. “I have a very intuitive wife.”

“You definitely seem to,” the other muttered. “I’m gonna stick around for the day, but after tomorrow? You shouldn’t need my help if they’re holding steady like this.”

“Then you should have no problem if I borrow you for a moment,” Sun Wukong said with a smirk, wrapped one arm around Macaque’s neck and ignoring his protests as he dragged him from his chair.

He didn’t let go until they were in the doorway, just far enough for a semi-private convo but not so far Chang'e couldn’t see them.

“What the hell, Wukong!” Macaque hissed under his breathe.

“Macaque,” Sun Wukong whispered with a frown. “I know you. We were friends for years. I know the faces you make when you are planning something. What are you planning?”

“Me? Planning something?” Macaque called back with a gasp, putting a hand on his chest and wiping not existent tears from his eyes. “That hurts, Wukong. How could you think I could be planning something when I’ve been so forthcoming with information?”

“That’s exactly why I’m suspicious,” he answered.

“Ok, fair,” Macaque said with a chuckle and a shrug. “But it’s nothing that should affect you. I think. Probably not.”

“Now I’m more concerned.”

Li-Yan chirped, almost sounding like they were in agreement despite being on the other side of the room.

“Look,” Macaque said as he pulled out of the hold. “It’s just… I wasn’t entirely honest before.”

“You don’t say-”

“Let me finish!” Macaque said with a sigh before reaching into a pocket in his shirt. He pulled out the notepad that MK had given him the day before. “I… was hoping that I could use all this in what I’ve been writing for you and publish it?”

“That’s it?” Sun Wukong asked.

“That’s it,” Macaque answered with a nod. “I’ve looked into a lot of magic and, you know. Thought I may as well do SOMETHING with what I have in the old noggin. Make a little cash on the side of my plays.”

“… I am choosing to believe you,” Sun Wukong said as he turned around.

Macaque watched him leave, eyes wide in disbelief and shock as the sage called back a “I’m getting rest now!” back to his wife.

Which was wise.

Because Sun Wukong did not believe him at all.

Sun Wukong grabbed his phone, sending a text message as he walked.

SWK: Can you keep an eye on Macaque for me?

BH: Oh I already planned to. Mr. Macaque has been acting weird since you had your baby. Like he has baby fever.

SWK: I’m 98% sure he’s going to at least ‘forcibly babysit’ Li-Yan for a few hours one day. LOL. But not actual kidnap. If he does, blackmail him for ice cream before he returns them.

BH: Ice cream blackmail permission!!!!!! I’ll do the best job of watching him ever!

~

“Can you hold them for me for a moment?” Chang'e asked Macaque suddenly.

“UH,” Macaque asked in surprise. “You… sure you want me to? I mean, it-”

“Just for a second, please?” Chang'e asked again. “I want to trust you with them.”

The monkey demon froze, nodding for a moment before being carefully handed the little robotic bundle. Macaque looked down at the little robot that was not so suddenly in his arms, eyes wide as he looked at them looking at him.

“Hey… Li-Yan…” He said slowly.

The baby chirped at him, almost sounding like a laugh. 

Oh.

OH no.

He was doomed…. he had to go through with it after all.

[bea28]

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Fandoms: One Direction, All For The Game, ACOTAR

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"Warnings" / my super helpful comments lol

Reminder: don't trust only my "warnings" , they are there simply as a reminder of major topics of fanfics. ALWAYS check the tags on the actual fic.

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[pizza-games-and-more]

*Scream of adorableness* OMG YOUR VOICE IS SO CUUUUTE!!!!!

Silliness aside, I got a few questions!

1. What do you think about the bosses of PT(Including PizzaFace/PizzaHead)? Who do you like the most/least? Could you make a tier list(You don't have to, tho)?

2. Did Fake Pep had some visual differences while being mind controlled by PizzaWife in season 2 finale of PTTS? Like. Some slight changes? For example: the pupils would look like a black circle with just the outline?

3. Do you mind for any fanarts related to your series concept? Even if it's made in gacha? I just wanna make one ":>

Welp. That was all, that i could think of. Love your series concept btw.

Thank you so much for reading this! Vigi fanclub forever! ^^

Thank you for your questions! Sorry I couldn't answer the first one in detail through voice. I'll make a post detailing the bosses and what I like about them and a tierlist.

I hope the rest of the answers were good enough though!

Transcript under cut:

These next questions are from razmonik. Did I say that right? Sorry if I said that wrong.

1) What do I think of the bosses of Pizza Tower and who do I like the most and least? Can I make a tier list? This might be a bit long to answer with my voice so I think I'll make a post about it instead, but I'll give an abridged version. Favourite overall is… still Vigi even disregarding character. Least favourite is actually The Noise, but I still love him. In fact, I love them all. I'll explain more in a later post though. Sorry.

2) Did Fake Peppino have visual differences while being mind-controlled by Pizzawife? When under mind-control, his eyes went green, which is Pizzawife's signature colour in parts of her design. In addition, he also looked a lot more stable and less drippy, but only because he was being forced to act a certain way.

3) Do I mind fanarts even if it's made in gacha? I don't care what you make it in, I'm just thrilled to get fanart at all! I actually teared up a little reading that and it's taking a lot of effort to keep myself together right now, I'm that happy. Just… thank you! Honestly, just knowing people like my series concept at all means a lot to me.

Anyway, Thank you for your questions! Bye!

[mamawasatesttube]

and that's a wrap!!!

well... congratulations to the 6.7% of you who got this one! that's right. which one of these is a lie?

He blew up Mount Rushmore (with Young Justice) to rescue Secret.

young justice (1998) #17

kon did NOT blow up mount rushmore with young justice to save secret! kon wasn't there at all!! this was part of the "sins of youth" arc, from yj98 #17-19. the fact that mount rushmore got blown up at all was part of the agenda's plan to sabotage young justice's reputation by replacing kon with match - in "young justice: sins of youth #1" tim even points out that this behavior was highly uncharacteristic of the real kon!

as for the rest, quick answers/citations under the cut:

He missed an R.E.M. concert to go on a quest to save Superman from space jail.

action comics #716

part of one of my favorite arcs: the trial of superman! what's better than this, the 90s superfam going on a field trip to rescue big blue from space jail???

A villain once attacked him because he was really mad about Kon being pretty.

action comics #823

so this guy is like a huge incel or whatever but this is so fucking funny. like... you think hes a pretty boy? um... dude do you wanna talk about it?

After his death, Kara Zor-El took and wore one of his shirts.

supergirl (2005) #9

to be clear. this is not a good issue. this issue is in fact really bad for the most part. but it has crumbs that i take and run with okay? the bit of kara going into kon's room and quietly sitting with her grief is one of those!!!

also wow. i wasn't expecting that many people to fall for this one!

The first thing he did when he met Match was declare him his family.

superboy (1994) #36

"quit your job. join my clone union"

He once got drugged, hunted, enslaved, and kept as a human pet for two months.

superboy (1994) #50 - #53

yeah this is the arc where he got drugged and enslaved by furries for two months and it was extremely fucked up and tragic but also impossible to take seriously because ??? the furries ??? but also listen to me. this arc was so fucked up

Using TTK, he destroyed every single gun in L.A. in a single instant.

superboy (1994) #84

yeah he did. ttk just fucks that hard. everyone who thought this was false, take notes.

He once put on a Batman mask and pretended to try to give Tim the sex talk.

superboy (1994) #85

not only did he do this, but also it was literally how he coped with the fact that he freaked himself out by dismantling every single gun in la. kind of amazed that that many people voted for this one tbh. annoying tim (as both a love language a coping mechanism) is literally one of kon's top skills.

He tried to get Nat Irons to call him "Boris" (but it didn't work).

steel (1994) #46

another of my all time favorite issues tbh. the kon & nat bonding is so important to me. their friendship is everything

John Henry Irons had to stop him from committing suicide.

action comics #767

kon-el your fucking issues... this bit does make me insane i can't lie. he premeditated it. he knew he would shoot himself in the head after he took down all the kryptonite nanobots he was fighting (long story. read critical condition arc <3). he lied to linda about it.

anyway kon & steel make me wail. i love their bond.

He had a Nightwing zine in his room at the Kent farm.

batgirl (2000) #41

right there on his bed next to his top rock music magazine !!! nightwing zine of some sort baybee!!

He befriended Ma and Pa Kent before he ever knew Clark Kent was Superman.

superman (1987) #155

HE SURE DID!!!!!!! and hes SO fuckign cuuuute. little dipshit. clark is so taken aback skjdhfdk poor guy had a horrible day and came to see his parents bc he was just feeling So Down and then walked in to find the world's most annoying little idiot at their kitchen table. i love this issue so much. (it's the same one where clark teaches kon how to milk a cow!!!!)

it's been a minute! let's play kon-el eleven truths and a lie again!!!!

[emersonfreepress]

What would the ro's be like in a zombie au?

whyyyyy anon whyyy. I'm actually gonna write this in like.. slightly different terms, you'll see. any time I even briefly think of a zombie au I'm just like

I WANNA WRITE IT SO BADDD

i don't even allow myself to entertain it for very long because getting into that would be the worst thing ever for my productivity with the alpha omg 😂😂 so I'll put like the ideas that pop into my head for writing a zombie au, to work some of that creative frustration out 😆

so in this very general, absolutely noncommittal idea of mine, the main cast are older and the setting is in and around a civilian settlement led by the Emersons.

and as a refresher, i like my zombie aus to have fast zombies and fast infections ^ ^ 28 Days Later/Train to Busan style babyyyy, we the Sprinting Dead up in this bitch 😆

= = =

Gabe is, predictably, looking for what's left of his family. Following rumors of safe havens and bunkers and such. Starts the story as someone who tries to be diplomatic, if not outright pacifist, but as times get tougher and resources dwindle, he'd become one of the most cutthroat motherfuckers in the wasteland. Low-key though, low-key. People won't trust you if they know you’re capable of throwing them to a horde for strategic reasons. Like if Rick turned into Shane (for those of us familiar with early Walking Dead--idk did that happen eventually? i gave up before we even met Negan lol). The end justifies the means :) Damn, I can legit see Gabe going full evil in a zombie au omg 😂😂 i want to write it so fucking bad

Preferred weapon for zed encounters: rifle

Preferred weapon for human encounters: handgun

Faith in humanity: fucking zero

Zombie kill count: plenty; the type to kill every zombie he has spare ammo and time for

Human kill policy: When it benefits him or the people he’s looking after

Survival rating: B+; he can make it out of some pretty dire situations through sheer will to live and ruthlessness

- - -

Kile has arrived--clearly, this is the timeline they belong in. They start their journey with Gabe (and their doggo) and stick to him like glue, even reluctantly so when Gabe eventually has them join the settlement. This can only go one way, though: Kile's just too much of a wildcard for the group and hates being told what to do. (Especially now that society has fallen, wtf) They'd make their exit alone and unannounced aside from a brief head’s up to Gabe. It's slightly bittersweet, but also? They get to loot and hunt and sneak around and kill fucking zombies, all by themself. Kile is a loner, a hiker, and a hunter to begin with so they do beyond fine on their own. However, once the inevitable violent human threat comes for the settlement, Gabe is sent out to convince Kile to come out of isolation, just this once please, to be the camp’s super soldier help defend the camp.

Zed weapon: p much anything they can get their hands on, ranged or melee, blunt or sharp, w/e; improvised weapons

Human weapon: hunting knife

Faith in humanity: never had any to begin with

Zombie kill count: lol infinite?? any zed they come across is double-dead if they have the time for it

Human kill policy: at Gabe’s direction or when provoked enough/threatened

Survival rating: A-; they trust no one, live in isolation, and prioritize survival above all else. only reason it’s not higher is they would risk their life for Gabe or their furbaby and also... their own Rambo-esque antics def attracts the occasional horde lmao

- - -

Jack... this poor boy, he doesn't deserve a zombie au 😂 He's one of those people that first believes zombies are just sick people, too squeamish to keep up with TV news coverage at the onset and too upset to consider anything else. He'd hunker down at home, staying holed up even while his neighbors evacuated, and probably be discovered while the main group is looting the same place as him. When people try to tell him the real state of the world, he'd be in denial until he absolutely couldn't be anymore. idk, probably after Kile shooting a bunch of non-lethal holes thru a zombie to make a point (attracting more in the process lol).

He’d almost immediately join the medical team at the settlement and as word spreads about how easy he is to talk to, he quickly becomes the literal on-site therapist. It's a role he embraces but... idk if it's an emotional burden he can bear. He's very emotionally resilient! But he ain't a professional lol imagine a whole settlement of traumatized zombie survivors seeking you out for counseling, yikes. He also can't say no to a person in need, so instead he quietly spirals into a very private depression while continuing to help others!!

Zed weapon: Oh gosh, do I really have to?

Human weapon: ...Kindness?

Faith in humanity: Unrealistically high

Zombie kill count: Single digit

Human kill policy: Not ever, unless completely unavoidable and to defend the defenseless

Survival rating: C...? idk, that feels generous. D+. To be protected at all costs!!

- - -

Jessie also had the initial reaction of hoping zombies could be saved, but she woke up from that dream swiftly. The science-minded person that she is, esp with her interest in biology, leaves her determined to find anybody who's got the intellect, expertise, and resources to start doing actual work toward a treatment, cure, vaccine—anything. Nothing would get her to finally unabashedly embrace her love of science (and innate leadership skills!!) faster than a zombie apocalypse! In fact, it’s thanks to her that the Emerson settlement’s got a small but growing team of scientists doing as much research as humanly possible to best educate the others on the outbreak and zombie behavior. Def no zombie experimentation going on though lol. ...Not yet, at least.

Zed weapon: rifle

Human weapon: rifle

Faith in humanity: High! We’ll find a solution! Don’t give up hope!

Zombie kill count: Double digits, but less than 30

Human kill policy: Only in unavoidable self-defense or defense of others

Survival rating: B! She has experience with ranged weapons, farming and gardening skills, first aid, camping experience, and a can-do attitude with a healthy dose of realism!

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Rain remains cargo as I said in the last post about this 😆 They'd be very good for keeping clothes repaired and making useful modifications in the settlement, but their life up to this point has been very sheltered and privileged. We're talking somebody with a chauffeur and a personal chef before the outbreak! They would contribute to quality of life and homemaking efforts more than anything—an overlooked aspect of these scenarios tbh! After as many months of dragging their feet as possible and being nigh impossible to track down when you need them, they eventually become involved in meal planning and even help out with medical stuff if they're asked.

Zed weapon: how do you reload this thing again?

Human weapon: switchblade or other concealable sharp-pointy

Faith in humanity: Very low

Zombie kill count: 0! Can you believe it!

Human kill policy: Well if it’s you or me, of course I’m choosing me.

Survival rating: C. Being so tiny helps them find good hiding spots and their self-preservation is high enough to keep them from unnecessary risk-taking. Plus they're very stealthy! Self-defense is a major issue though, so hiding is always their best option.

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Rupan/Rohan scouts for and leads scavenging missions and is Curt's right hand on the recruitment team. The two of them together are the perfect combo of diplomacy, debate, and deception--although R is more honorable about the last one and will only deceive for strategic reasons. When they aren’t looting and recruiting, they’re doing peacekeeping inside the settlement. Most social disputes end up getting brought to them for mediation and they’re pretty dang good at making and enforcing calls. One day they’ll wake up to realize they’ve basically become a sheriff and feel the need to puke their guts up and do something, anything, to reassure themself they’re still punk 😂

Zed weapon: SMG

Human weapon: shotgun

Faith in humanity: Believes in fundamental goodness but knows better than to trust first impressions

Zombie kill count: decent, more than 40; you won’t catch them having a field day tho, they’re trying to gtfo of most zed situations

Human kill policy: Violent threats have to be taken out. And they aren’t, at all, immune to a revenge rampage either...

Survival rating: B-. Can handle themself both with humans and zeds but is vulnerable to hostage situations and truly difficult sentimental/interpersonal decisions!

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Vivian/Vincent manages inventory and stock and they run it so efficiently it’s scary! They're the perfect pick: a hawk-eyed tyrant and tattletale 😂 Despite constantly butting heads with just about everyone on every imaginable thing, they quickly become an important part of the inner circle of decision-makers for the settlement at large. Terrible at stealth, jumpy, and squeamish at the sight of blood and gore, they literally never go on missions unless they're 100% needed for their expertise on a supply run. (They would deny all of these shortcomings are that big a problem, meanwhile R is definitely acting as their bodyguard lol.) When they do tag along, they're prone to becoming the damsel in distress. Seriously, it happens near every fucking time. It's like they just attract only the most improbable and perilous zombie attacks and hostage situations 😆

Zed weapon: shotgun

Human weapon: handgun

Faith in humanity: Medium; seeing people work together at the settlement helps restore it a bit

Zombie kill count: Double digits, under 25

Human kill policy: Violent threats have to be taken out. Well, no, not by me! Get one of the ruffians to do it!

Survival rating: C-. They’d be higher if they weren’t such natural zombie bait.

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Heidi is running the settlement, well-organized to the degree of actually managing to bring bureaucracy to a post-zombie apocalypse settlement 😂 People are free to come and go, but getting in if you don't live there requires trading something of value (fuel, med supplies, food, etc), temporary surrender and registry of firearms and explosives, and you gotta GTFO at the time and date specified upon entry! You can stay long-term if you contribute to the community in a tangible way—and each person admitted is approved by Heidi personally. Yes, every individual. No, she has no free time. And she is not known to be lenient with rule breakers—you want rule bending, you’ll have to go to Curt for that. People kind of hate her, but it can't be denied that she runs a tight ship. She kind of throws herself into the work to avoid the harsher reality at large and hasn't left the settlement in a long time. She's out of touch with how bad things have gotten in the wastes, but she knows better than to take reports at anything less than face value--even when she's skeptical.

Zed weapon: rifle

Human weapon: handgun; dagger

Faith in humanity: Medium. It fluctuates, honestly

Zombie kill count: Double digits, less than 20

Human kill policy: Violent threats must be taken out if they can’t be reasoned with. Spare those who surrender, eradicate those who don't, keep an eye on the newbies. Not tryin’ to nurse any vendettas around here lol

Survival rating: B. She's good with a firearm, masterful at persuasion, and savvy enough to calculate risks appropriately. Also far tougher than her prim exterior and demeanor suggests!

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Curt leads the recruitment and reconnaissance teams! When a new person or group shows up in the area, Curt's the one who stalks watches them, decides if they're worth approaching, and if they should be approached with an invitation, a simple acknowledgment/announcement of their presence, or an outright armed warning to leave the area. He also keeps tabs on morale and general confidence inside the settlement, alongside R. When he isn’t leading those efforts, though, he’s flirting with settlers and squirreling his way out of manual labor and other chores. He’s also secretly growing weed at his place--don’t tell Heidi or Vi ‘cause they’ll wanna yell at him and ration it UGH.

Zed weapon: SMG, explosives

Human weapon: handgun, dagger

Faith in humanity: Pft, sorry, what now?

Zombie kill count: ...way more than you’d expect

Human kill policy: I don’t start confrontations, but I sure as fuck end them.

Survival rating: A! He’s good at playing hapless idiot when it suits him to be underestimated, good with firearms, and capable of being ruthless and decisive in life or death situations! Plus he has no qualms about ditching the settlement if he decides it’s not working out for him. Just don’t tell Heidi lol

[missamyrisa2]

if you don't mind me asking... how would you tickle tease a plus size girlie who's insecure about her body yet also very horny? 🥺 ... also please don't publish this if i forgot to hit anon my kink is a secret 🫣

Oooooh definitelyyyyy with allllll the tickle nibblesss~

but fiiirsttttt you're gettttting alllll my attention with featherlight strokesss~ oooh I could use my feathers but I just mmmh ~ want to explore every one of your curvessss with my fingertips right nowww~ starting at your feeetsiessss~ gliding my slooooowly wiggling fingers up your arches to explore under each tooee~ betweeen each toe, lightlyyyy sliding betweeen each oneeee testing each pillowwwy toe~ mmhm resting each finger on those pillowsss~ awww does it tickle? Are you my ticklyyyy ticklyyyy prettttyy? Yeahhh you love your tickles and I've only startedddd because I seeee those cute leggiesss wigglinggg~

Ooooh but we're going nonlinear today ohh yessss ~ there's sooo many sidequestssss on this beautiful body that we're doing ~ oooh look at this merry band of adventurers~ exploring alllll arounddd~ mmmh fetch questttt on those siiiiidesssss just oooh lightlyyyy walking about heeeereee and theeeereee and upppp to those riibbbiessss and mmhh exploring those hipsss~!! Whyyy they're just soooo keeen to find allll those giggle nodes aren't theyyy~ sorry darling the featherrrr band just wanttsss to complete everryyyy task mmhm they need to upgrade their equipment I'm afraid~~

and oooh my goooosssh loook~!! They found quite a cache of gigglesss in these gorgoeus hips didn't theyyy~~ oooh wowwww someone spent allll their skill points on that feather stroke technique yes they diiiiid and there's suuuch a prettty spot riiiight next to your hip my gooossshhh would you loook at thisssss? Myy my myyyy oooh noooo they're cashing in sweeetieee~ and look it's a big ol blush brush ship~!! Whyyy did you even know there was such a thing? The team is piloting the brushyyyy cruiser riiight towards those mountainsssss of snickermoanssss~ yessss yesss ~

How does that feeeeel mmmh? The blusherrrr ~ yes that's what they called it ~ has founddd your girlyyyy royal buttons atop those cute mountains and it's extracting allll your soundsssss ~ brushyy brusshyyy on those buttons yesssss ~ and oooh nooooo sweeetieee!! They've summoned the kisssssyyyy monsterrrrr!! muuah muahh muahhhh coming down and muuuuahh riiight on those sidebooobss!! Oooh what a world ~ and ahhhh all that shaking and wiggling and they went flying ~ yes the crew is in a panic now, sent to theseee pitttiessss! Split up and forced to worked together in comically mismatched pairs! Sorrrryy it's alll scurrrriessss and meleeees on those adorable underarmssss but don't worry that kisssssyy monster is still heeere to get your blushyyyy neck!!

Ahhh but alll roads lead back yessss the blushhherrr is waiting for them as they climb down these riibbbiesss and convene at the beautiful bellyyyyy summittt!! Oooh sooo bouncyyyy such a tumultuous landscape mmmhhmm but they are hardyyy and hearttttyy and ooohh sooo determined to get those extra sweeeet gigglesss~ good thing they've been upgraded!! Now it's allll squeeezyyyy spideryyy techniqueeee for this area!! And of course your best friend the kisssyyy monster is riiightt hereee toooo yeahhh she's not leaving youuu~

In facttttt the kissiesss are going riiiight back down to those wigglyyyy thighsss while the team skitters about these sidessss and explores that navellll passage~ Muuuuahhh oooh this landscape is just toooo beautiful and sweeet for wordssss I dooo believe we need to chart allll of this outttt and return again and again~ Muuuah muahhh on these cuuuute lovelyyyyy thighssss~ and oooh blushyy blushyyyy on that belllyyy and now down the waiiiistttt and abdomen~ mmmh sooo bouncyy sweeet yummmyyy~~ yesss they're working on their own kissssy skills tooo little tinyyyyy muahs alll from hip to hip to hip to hipppppp~

And you haven't even seen the Blusher's final form nooooo~ looks like she's been upgradedddd!! We have this lovelyyyyyyy lil airship with a buzzzzyy tipppp to head down to that final goallll oh yesss the most sweeetttt of treasures lies beteweeen the kissed thighsssss! And we're nooot stoppping until that regal button gives up alllll its sweeet soundsss~ the most coveted royal pearllyyyyy mmhmmm and it's timeee to tickle itttt until we get what we came for and what you'll come for!! And ooh yesss the kissiess don't stoppp eitherrr! It's buzzzzyy for youuuu right on that girlyyyy pearlyyyy and then kisssyyy kisssyyy liiiiight lighhhhhttt and mmh bzzzzzzzzyyyy!!

Just waiiiit for the post-game questssss toooo darling~ oooh yesss we'll return to allll those spotssss and see what they're like afterrrr we get that beautiful gigglegassssm~~<33

(sorry lol I got into a real thing hereee~)

[ticklygiggles]

Congrats on 2kkk 😚

💙 accidental tickling for kaebedo, maybe kaeya is giving albedo a 💫massage💫 cause he's always cooped up in dragonspine, and albedo just too ticklish for it 😔

[2k followers celebration event] - entries closed!

💙 Blue: accidental tickling

Kaebedo (Kaeya x Albedo)

A/N: thank you very much 💕 and this request is so cuuuute 😩 I hope you enjoy it and also I hope they're not too ooc!

The snow crunched under his feet and he could see his breaths coming out from his mouth like little clouds of white smoke. His cheeks and nose burned a bit from the cold and his fingers already felt a bit numb.

As he walked deeper into Dragonspine, he wondered over and over if it was worth coming here; it was cold and so tiring and dangerous. The ground was slippery and he was freezing- but when his eyes found exactly who he was looking for and his heart did some crazy somersaults, he knew that it had been worth the effort to avoid encountering cryo hilichurls and almost freeze to death.

Kaeya's eyes softened as he saw his lover hunched over his work table. Albedo looked exceptionally tired, even from afar, he rubbed at his neck and temples, straightening his back after a moment and finally catching sight of Kaeya just by the entrance of his camp.

Kaeya grinned and Albedo's brow furrowed deeply.

"Where you spying on me?"

"Well, hello to you too, Albedo," Kaeya purred, approaching Albedo with lazy steps. "I was not spying. I was just... observing."

Albedo huffed, rolling his eyes before turning his gaze back to his work.

Kaeya chuckled and circled Albedo momentarily until he stood behind him, his chin resting against Albedo's shoulder, trying to catch a glimpse of Albedo's notebook.

"So cold, Albedo," he whispered, smirking when he felt Albedo shivering. "Are you not going to greet me?"

Albedo shrug Kaeya's chin off his shoulder, "I do not greet people that observe me without my consent," he said and Kaeya laughed, placing his chin back against Albedo's shoulder and totally catching on that playful tone on Albedo's voice.

"Well, you're my boyfriend." The word, as always, made Albedo blush. "And I was a little worried you know? As a result of my observation, I could tell that you suffer from severe fatigue."

Albedo snorted humorlessly, "It doesn't take a keen observer to figure that out, does it?"

Albedo raised and eyebrow, turning his head to find Kaeya's eyes, their faces just millimeters away. Kaeya's lips stretched into a big grin and he leaned in a bit more, wanting to kiss Albedo and to his surprise, the alchemist let him.

"You really are tired, huh?"

Albedo simply nodded, rubbing his eyes and rolling his head, almost hitting Kaeya's if he didn't move in time.

"I'll make you feel better, Albedo."

"No, thank you," was Albedo's immediate answer as he moved to get back to work.

Kaeya whined, reaching for Albedo's hands from behind and intertwining their fingers together to stop him. "C'mon, Albedo. I'm gonna give you a massage. How does that sound, hmm?" Kaeya smiled fondly, his chin finding a nice place on Albedo's shoulder one more time. "You know I'm really good at giving massages. Remember that time when-

"I do," Albedo said with flushed cheeks. "Fine. But only for a bit."

"Great! Now, c'mere." Kaeya took Albedo's hand, kissing it softly before guiding him towards a little couch on the back of his camp, one Albedo used when he was feeling sleepy during the day.

Kaeya couldn't help but worry. Couldn't Albedo found a place less... cold for his camp? Wasn't it a little dangerous to just fall asleep in a place like this? What if he died in his sleep?!

"Kaeya?"

Albedo's voice brought him back to reality and he smiled, kissing his hand again. "I'm sorry. I was just thinking that you could use your office at the Favonius headquarters, but instead, decide to be here in this hostile weather. We could spend more time together too," he pouted, signaling Albedo to lay down on the couch.

Albedo chuckled, "it's too stuffy there," he said, laying on his stomach and using his hands as a pillow. "Besides, we spend plenty of time together."

"That sounds like you don't really want to spend time with me," Kaeya chided, straddling Albedo's hips; her hands, already warm and tingling, rested gently on Albedo's nape.

"It's not like that," Albedo promised, not even flinching when he felt Kaeya's touch. "I mean it in a good way. You come visit me all the time, that is good."

Kaeya grinned. Hmm, perhaps a tired Albedo was not bad at all? He seemed to be more sincere and gentle than usual. It wasn't that Kaeya didn't enjoy Albedo's tough and reserved personality. He loved it more than he could, but seeing him act without filters was something that made Kaeya feel intimately close to him.

"Is this nice?" Kaeya asked, his thumbs rubbing up and down that little hollow at the base of Albedo's head. Albedo hummed in agreement and Kaeya could see he had his eyes closed, a blissful expression over his features. "Let me know if I hurt you."

"I will," Albedo said immediately and Kaeya laughed.

"Sure you will."

His touch was as gentle as he could muster. Just a soft press against the slightly cold skin, rubbing and carding his fingers through Albedo's hair to also massage his scalp.

He only stopped when he noticed that Albedo's fair skin had already turned a bit red, so his hands moved to Albedo's shoulders where he gave a firm but gentle squeeze... perhaps too gently?

Kaeya blinked and his hands halted when he heard a bubbly sound coming from Albedo.

"Did you... giggle?"

"It tihihickles when you do thahat."

"What? This?" He asked, squeezing Albedo's shoulders again.

Albedo squealed adorably, "K-Kahahaeyaha!"

Kaeya grinned, "what? This is a massage, Albedo. Now take it," he ordered and resumed the gentle squeezes to Albedo's shoulders, but the alchemist could barely stand it.

Bubbly giggles echoed around Albedo's camp as he squirmed underneath Kaeya, his shoulders scrunching up in a weak attempt to make the sensations go away.

"Wahahait uhuhup!" Albedo giggled, squealing as Kaeya's hands moved a little lower, his fingers pinching Albedo's shoulder blades. "Hohohold ohohon!"

"Are you liking your massage so far, Albedo?" Kaeya asked casually, acting like he didn't know what he was doing. "You seem happy, so you must be liking it a lot, hmm?"

"Kahahaeheyaha!" Albedo flinched, throwing his head back with laughter when those kneading fingers found the back of his ribs. "Plehehease! It's tihihicklish!"

"Yes, yes yes. You already said it tickles," he said, now moving his hands to Albedo's waist, where he squeezed and squeezed and squeezed making Albedo arch up, his elbows pressing to his sides. Kaeya chuckled, "you look like a worm squirming like that."

"Stahahap! It's reheheally bahahad!"

"Hmm, is it now? Then why are your hands not trying to stop me?"

Kaeya felt butterflies when Albedo flushed to his ears and quickly hid his face from him. This tired Albedo was definitely his favorite. Kaeya giggled, his hands finally coming to a stop to firmly press against Albedo's back.

"Yohou ahare the w-worst," Albedo said breathlessly.

"Oh you don't mean it," Kaeya chuckled, laying on top of Albedo and kissing the side of his neck softly. "Hey, Albedo, shall we take a nap?"

"That sounds nice."

They quickly made themselves comfortable on the couch, their arms around each other and Albedo's cold nose making Kaeya laugh and squeal as he pressed it against his neck, claiming it was revenge.

Not long after that, they both cuddled up and after a kiss on the forehead and another at the base of the throat, they both fell into a deep sleep, sharing the warmth of their bodies and the joy of spending moments like these together!

[ficsandgiggles]

The Bad Guy

“Hi there! Could you maybe do a ScarFlo fic based around the reader perhaps playing a bad guy in a film, and during a fight scene rehearsal Scarlett accidentally finds out they're ticklish & she and Florence have some fun with this new information? Thank you! ☺️”

Okay I keep misreading prompts like a dumbass but this is still pretty cuuuute, enjoy folks ❤️

You bit your lip awkwardly as you sat yourself down on the seat opposite the bed where Scarlett and Florence were. You were in the process of filming and were cast as the thief who also had the power to turn people against each other and you had just finished a fight scene in the bedroom.

Scarlett and Florence were once again cast as sister due to their close bond, and they were fighting you to stop you from taking over Scarlett’s characters mind to hate her sister, and they would do anything to keep their bond.

You were taking a half hour break, and the three of you were exhausted from performing your fight scene over and over again, so it was good to finally sit down and get some rest, you closed your eyes to rest them and slowly began to drift off.

However, you were quickly woken up by the sound of Florence’s laughter, you opened your eyes to see that Scarlett was knelt beside Florence, digging into her ribs.

“You’re really sick of me? Huh? Im really annoying you thaaaat much?!” She teased, shaking into her ribs and grinning down at her as the younger blonde burst cackled with laughter.

“SCAHAHAHARLETT QUIT IHIHIHIHIT!” She screeched out, arching her back as she shoved at her co-star helplessly, even though she missed this a lot from their Black Widow days.

“Aww, but you’re laughing so sweetly! And I’m sure you’ve missed this as much as I have!” Scarlett teased as she then scribbled under her arms, causing Florence to squeal and slam her arms down against her sides, blushing at her response as she refused to reply.

You watched the two and bit your lip, you got on with them well enough to have a laugh in between shots, but you never really hung out when the day was over, and you wished that was different.

You were jealous of how close Scarlett and Florence were, and you wanted to join in so you could feel close to them, but you couldn’t help but feel like they didn’t want to get too close to you as you were the bad guy, despite them being professionals who could probably treat their best friends like enemies in a flick of a switch if they had to for the sake of a film.

You closed your eyes to try and shut the laughter off so you could rest, assuming Scarlett and Florence would carry on without really acknowledging your existence.

However, Scarlett was just finishing up wrecking Florence, as the blonde was almost laughing silently from being wrecked by someone who knows her tickle spots all too well. Scarlett looked over at you to see you keeping to yourself, looking somewhat sad. Eventually, she let Florence go and poked her nose fondly.

Just as Scarlett was going to tell Florence her plan, the blonde sat up and squeezed into Scarlett’s sides, smirking as she kept wriggled her fingers in whilst squeezing, causing Scarlett to yelp in surprise as she burst into giggles the second she attacked, she brought her hands back to squeeze her arms against her sides.

“FLOHOHOHO-“ Scarlett laughed out as she fell to her side, shoving at Florence now as the younger woman chuckled and kept attacking her.

“Oh come on, you really thought I wouldn’t get revenge?!” She teased with a grin, now moving to scribble under her arms, a spot which she was more sensitive than on Florence, she grinned fondly as she shook her fingers in which caused Scarlett to squeal with laughter.

You looked over and watched Florence get revenge, sighing to yourself, you’d give anything to have that kind of bond with them, or anyone really, there was something about tickling which sparked your interest greatly to the point where you did daydream of someone like Scarlett or Florence getting you, maybe one day.

Sighing once more, you curled up on the chair, resting your eyes for a moment to try and regain some energy, not realising that Scarlett and Florence were whispering to each other once Florence eventually let Scarlett go.

Just then, you felt someone hold your wrists and the next minute, you were on the bed on your back, looking up at Scarlett and Florence, offering a shy smile as you tried to process what was happening.

“Hey Scarlett, I have another idea on how to defeat the bad guy…” Florence said as she turned to face Scarlett, pretending you weren’t there whilst at the same time putting a hand on your shoulder so you couldn’t get away.

“Oh really? What’s that? As I’d hate to hurt her anymore, she’s just a kid after all.” Scarlett replied, noting your age, your character is 18, just a couple years older than you actually were, but you had the physical and mental maturity which got you cast for this incredible role.

“Exactly, so I reckon we need to treat them like a kid… whilst making her aware that we will not be defeated. Luckily, I know just the method to do that.” Florence explained, crawling the hand on your shoulder up towards your neck and wriggling her fingers in gently to test the waters.

You gasped, scrunching your shoulders up as you bit back your reactions, it was happening, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t excited for this.

“Oh? And what would that be?” Scarlett asked, playing along as she shuffled to the other side of you, casually resting a hand on your belly, which caused you to flinch and suck your stomach in, holding your breath briefly.

“Just a few tickles should do the trick.”

Florence told Scarlett, and with that, she attacked, shoving both hands under your arms and scribbling her fingers in as fast as she could, whilst Scarlett danced her fingers across your belly.

You arched your back and let out a squeal, your breath being released through high pitched giggles as you slammed your arms down against your sides, whilst at the same time attempting to roll away from the pair.

“Aw, see? Super sensitive, just as I expected!” Florence teased, smiling down at you as she moved to shake into your ribs as Scarlett continued gently torturing your sides and belly, giggling along with you.

“Who needs violence when we can just tickle someone to defeat them?” Scarlett asked playfully, continuing the gentle, lighter torture to keep you giggling. Florence on the other hand, was determined to go a little rougher on you by moving down to your legs and squeezing into the spot just above your knee.

You squealed and kicked out, blushing madly as you wriggled from side to side, giggling helplessly as you gently shoved at Scarlett whilst trying to thrash away from the pair, despite enjoying the closeness to felt with them right now.

“Especially when your target is as ticklish as this! We’d defeat them in seconds, plus what kind of bad guy fights with no shoes on?” She asked, grabbing one of your kicking feet and putting it into a headlock, waiting no longer than a few seconds before scribbling into your socked foot.

You screeched, not realising how ticklish your feet were until Florence attacked there, you took your shoes off to let your feet have a break, not predicting that your plan would eventually be turned against you like this, not that you were complaining too much of course.

You lay there and giggled helplessly, loving the light tickles from Scarlett being mixed with the rougher tickles from Florence, you continued to squirm and weakly attempt to push the pair away, but to no avail.

“So cute.” Scarlett teased, now just skimming her nails up and down your neck to lessen the torture a little, whilst Florence did the same and played with your toes a little to allow you to breathe, chuckling fondly as she heard you let out lighter giggles.

“Hey, we like you, Y/N, next time you wanna join in with our craziness, just come over, we’ll drag you into the chaos.” Florence told you with a reassuring smile, eventually letting you go and patting your leg reassuringly.

Scarlett nodded in agreement, giving your belly one last poke before letting you go too. “Oh yeah, it’s always more fun with more people.” She added, rubbing your arm gently as you sat up to recover from the playful torture.

“Thanks guys… means a lot.” You managed to huff out, a permanent grin on your face as you went to put your shoes back on.

“No worries! Now let’s go get some snacks, we have around ten minutes left.” Scarlett told you before standing up and wrapping an arm around you, walking towards the buffet, closely followed by Florence, who ran behind Scarlett and squeezed her side as punishment for leaving without her.

From that moment on, you felt a lot more relaxed around Scarlett and Florence, you were able to maintain your characters cold relationship with them whilst being all cuddly and tickly around them off camera, you finally got the bond with them you wanted.

[violetnotez]

I just read your headcanons about treating Mirio,shouto and bakugou's hounds and it was soooo cuuuute kafkksfbksgkbs I wonder if you can do the same headcanons for Izuko, Hitoshi and maybe Tokoyami? OwO ♡♡♡♡♡

Hey bb! So unfortunately I don’t write for Tokoyami 👉🏼👈🏼 but I totally got ya on Izuku and Shinso! ❤️

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Izuku

Please be aware you will have to be this dude’s nurse 24/7

He is just always getting hurt

No matter what, he can promise you as much as he wants that he won’t get hurt or he’ll try his best to be safe...

Lmao that doesn’t happen

You don’t know how many times you’ll be hanging out with him, and you’ll notice he has a limp he won’t tell you about

Or he’ll be at your door, covered in scraps and trying to convince you “it’s nothing, really!”

You and Recovery Girl are like besties at this point

Worst part is unless he’s like at deaths door he REFUSES to act like it’s a big thing

Like “oh my fingers are purple and look like burnt chicken-it’s chill”

NO SIR IT IS NOT FUCKING CHILL

He takes pain like a champ tho, like he will grimace here and there but he’ll never do anything but that

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“Izuku-for the love of-“ you huffed our with exasperation as you struggled with the hem of his shirt. “-just take off your shirt!”

Poor Midoriya’s cheeks were on fire, his face very much resembling a red strawberry as his bruised digits wrapped around yours, trying desperately to keep his shirt down over his chest.

It wasn’t as if you’d ever seen him shirtless, you had seen him like that countless of times....he just didn’t want to worry you. Yeah his last patrol was a little-rougher-than the rest...but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle!

But deep down he knew it looked pretty bad, the bruises blossoming under his skin, deepening with each hour as they were still pretty fresh. And even though they stung, and made it hard to move in certain positions, and-yeah it was kinda hard to breathe in certain ways....he was fine, he swears!

You stopped your tug of war against Izuku, hands falling limp against his thighs, your body hovering over his legs.

“Izuku please,” you pleaded, eyebrows furrowing in sympathy, “I know there’s something wrong...I just want to make sure your okay!”

“I know, I-I just-“ he stuttered our, green orbs full of guilt, “I don’t want to worry you!”

You huffed, feeling defeat flood your body, as you softly caressed the hem of Izuku’s shirt, his favorite one....

His favorite shirt.

It was cruel to do this to him, and you knew it was wrong, but of course you wouldnt actually do it...but that overwhelmingly cruel light bulb idea was now stuck in your brain and wasn’t letting go.

You sighed yet again, this time with an over exaggeration and devilish grin on your face.

“Oh, that’s okay then...” you stated, your words sickly sweet and understanding.

Izuku perked up, unaware by your drastic change in demeanor.

“R-really?!? It is?”

You looked at his slightly relieved face, smile still on your lips. “Yeah of course! If you don’t want to take off your shirt, I can always just cut it off of you-“

Izuku audibly gulped, wise eyes growing even larger.

You-you wouldn’t right? You knew well that this was one of his favorite tshirts, as it had his favorite hero on it plus it was the comfiest one he owned...he wouldn’t ever find a tshirt he loved as much as this one.

Izuku stared at your face, trying to see pass a bluff...but you were good at hiding your true emotions, eyes glinting mischievously in the hazy warm lights.

“So whats it gonna be ‘Zuku?” you asked softly, slowly trailing under the cloth of his shirt, leaving a lowing hum of electricity on his skin. “The scissors are right there after all-“

“I-I’ll take off the shirt,” he said sheepishly, cheeks glowing a shade of red.

You giggled at his expression, thankful he took the bait as you took his face in your hands, your thumbs trailing his infinite freckles.

He could be stubborn, but he always gave in...eventually.

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Shinso

Really doesn’t like being “taken care of”

Like don’t get me wrong, you dotting over him makes him all warm and fuzzy inside,,,

But, idk, he just doesn’t like the feeling of being weak

Kind of like Izuku, tried to deny the fact he’s hurting

But he is much easier to persuade

Usually just takes a kiss or two and he gives in to your efforts

If you have to bandage him up, he likes to be a big flirt to cover up his grimaces

Gives you a bunch of blush worthy compliments,,,,,

Calls you his “Nurse Babe”

Whatever the hell that means

Honestly, after an hour of having your whole attention on him he is hooked

He will never be the same again...he is a hoe for that attention for eternity now 💀

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Your finger were feeling as if they were being tugged out their sockets, the huge bucket of soft soppy warm water sloshing dangerously in its container.

You stepped into the room where a bruised up Shinso lay on the floor, hand lazily scrolling on his phone.

Hearing you enter the room, his head tilted towards you, his once bored expression peeking up into curiousty. His violet eyes watched you intently as you set down the bucket with a huff, kneeling next to his body as you submerged some towels in the luke warm water.

“Whatcha doin’ doll?” He asked, voice still gruff from a nap he had taken a few minutes prior.

You simply continued your work, small smile on your lips as you placed a few towels in the floor.

“Well, since the doctors said you weren’t clear for a shower or bath for the night,” you stated softly, “I thought I’d give one myself.”

“So a sponge bath?” Shinso said plainly. “I’m not some old man, kitten, I’m perfectly fine to take a bath-hell, I can take a shower just fine.”

You clicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth, shaking your head at him.

“When your bruises aren’t the color of your hair, maybe I’ll believe you-“ you gave him a small grin, swallowing down a ball of saliva. “-now take off your shirt.”

Shinso simply chuckled, an exasperate sigh leaving his lips. He knew too well that you were determined to nursing him back to health (even though he felt he was perfectly fine)....so really, there was no point in trying to believe him. And at this point...he wasn’t to sure he even wanted you to.

Having all your undivided attention on him was...nice-even if he hated admitting it.

“Doll, if you just wanted me to strip down...” he said cheekily, that shit eating grin plastered on his pale skin. “All you had to was ask.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, helping hin slowly peel his shirt off his skin-thank god it was a button down, or this would have been a hell of a lot harder.

But sitting in his lap, hands trailing gently against the soft skin of his abdomen and those piercing eyes watching your every move...it wa snaking your body feel particularly too hot for an otherwise cool room.

“Aw, you poor thing,” Shinso cooed with an air of arrogance, “are you flustered?”

“N-no,” you stuttered, kicking yourself internally for your obvious slip up, “I’m just wondering how the hell you lost so hard to get so many bruises.”

Shinso chuckled at your feeble attempt at a comeback, loving how you were so affected by this change in the atmosphere.

He deifnitely wnated to capitalize on this moment, his digits cradling your face as he forced you to look at him.

He grinned yet again, teeth biting his bottom lips as he gazed at you with a hungry look.

“Aw, but you are-” he murmured, his voice dropping an octave.

“-It’s okay doll, you don’t have to hide it from me...I like seeing you like this,”

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[thesunshinebunny]

I don't think I saw any request like this in your profile, so I'll be the first to do it: Leona and female!MC/Yuu have been in a relationship for years, with Mc's graduation from NRC she stayed in TW, married Leona and now they are expecting the first baby. Could you do a one-shot of what that situation would be like? super fluffy and happy ending. The gender of the baby is up to you

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW, this type of requests are sooooooooooo wholesome for me, I find them realllllllllllly cuuuute. Thank u for being the first to ask for something like this.

I recommend you listening to this song for obvious reasons

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjfM6NiMGG4&ab_channel=classicdisneyluver1

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The dawn sun greeted you with a warm hug on your face. As you woke up you felt the heat and humidity in the Afterglow Savanna’s wind ... or was it your own body heat thanks to the movements in your belly? Whatever the reason was, your awakening wasn’t the most pleasant. Moving was almost impossible given the advanced state of pregnancy and with soon to be cub moving like it’s a party. You grunted as you tried to get up, immediately waking up the sleeping lion next to you.

"Wake up already?"

"I almost couldn't sleep the whole night, someone kept me awake"

Leona's hand went straight to your belly, giving it small massages and thus alleviating your discomfort a bit. During these nine months, Leona couldn’t have been more proud of you. There weren’t many records of humans getting pregnant with the cubs of a demihuman, less along with a lion, and much less of a member of the royal family. So you, "a simple herbivore" as he liked to call you, have tamed his heart and had the strength to breed his first heir ... girl, you have some balls of steal.

"Don't you think it would be better for you to postpone your play day with that hairball of my nephew and rest?"

Like pride, Leona couldn’t help but feel great protection towards yourself, making him even more possessive than he already was, and beware of anyone who dared to put a hand on your belly, that unlucky buddy would end with a hand converted in sand.

“I promised Cheka a week ago that I would watch him play in the shadows, I am not going to play per say. That ball of hair, as you say, is no longer five years old, he understands the state I'm in"

"No, he's nine and he's even more unbearable"

"Leona-"

Leona grunted under his breath at not being able to convince you to stay in bed with him. If something happened, he would be the first to be by your side, instead of running through the hallways to find you.

"Come on, help me get up and change"

"Oh? But the clothes would overshadow your beautiful and swollen belly thanks to my cub, I would rather for you to stay naked"

You could tell from his malicious gaze that he was eating you internally. You couldn't explain why, but with every month that passed and your belly grew, Leona felt his attraction to you increase. The last time you were intimate was around your eighth month, one of the best experiences Leona had. You were a mess from head to toe, your legs and his covered by the multiple orgasms and overstimulation sex was giving you. But such intensity almost made you faint. So from that moment you couldn’t have any encounter.

“God, you horny and cheesy lion. I'm about to pop"

You gently pulled his face away, getting a growl. His hand had not moved away from your belly, what's more, his hold became stronger.

"You better help me right now or I swear to God you're going to regret the day you got me pregnant Kingscholar"

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Your sit in the shade was more than comforting. In the distance, you could see little Cheka gathering flowers and chasing after a few butterflies. Every now and then the little one would come back and place the flowers with a bright smile on your swollen belly. His mother was sitting next to you, checking your physical condition and taking care that nothing could endanger your peace of mind. Guards were scattered throughout the field, avoiding any threat that endangered the royal family.

"Honey, we have to go back to the palace"

Your sister-in-law called from the shadow to her little child, whose ears had fallen from disappointment.

"Awww, but I want to keep playing"

"You will be able to continue playing, but we need to take Y/N to her room"

"Do I really have to get in? I like to be outdoors"

If you had ears and a tail, they would undoubtedly show your disappointment just like the little redhead.

"I understand what you are saying dear, but you are about to have a cub, the best thing for you is to stay in the care of your husband"

Your sister-in-law was already clutching Cheka in her arms when the guards were heading to the palace gate, some stayed behind to help you. You got up with great heaviness and when you took a couple of steps you noticed a liquid going down your shaking legs.

You looked down in fear when you realized that you had broken bag. You called with a trembling voice to your sister-in-law, who turned her head carelessly but her gaze was decomposed when she saw your current state. The next events were a catastrophe.

The world seemed to move in slow motion. Guards carrying you in their arms, heading to the infirmary. Cheka being carried inside by a young soldier, asking in his weak voice what was going on. Servants running out of the way to let you pass. You heard the queen speak to a guard, but you couldn't make out a word given the pain that was rising from your belly.

The contractions were starting.

You cursed whoever invented the palace corridors, they were huge and long and the infirmary was still too far away. As you turned a corner, you saw a figure approach at full speed and snatch you from the guard’s arms.

"I warned you not to leave the room and stay with me, now look at the problem we are in"

Leona ran faster, dodging anyone who got in the way. You had your head placed on his chest and you could hear his heart beating very quickly, unable to tell if it was because of the nervousness of the situation or how quickly he was heading to the infirmary.

Upon arrival, everyone was already prepared… prepared to spend four long hours between contractions and screaming.

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In the early afternoon, with your ragged breaths, your hands white from squeezing the side of the bed and Leona's hand, and a layer of sweat covering your forehead, you heard the first cries of your cub. The midwife wrapped the pink bundle in a blanket and placed it in your tired arms. Below them, was the hand of your beloved lion, who didnt stop smiling since he heard his baby cry, a sign that they were healthy.

Your hands went to the face of your cub who was now smiling and about to fall asleep in the arms of their parents and your body heat. Their lion-specific ears were slightly lowered and flattened over their brown hair. Their had taken on the greatest physical features of their father, now we would have to wait to see their eyes, even though you wouldn't mind if they turned out just as intense green.

"Can I know what-"

Your voice broke, unable to hold back the tears of happiness. Either way, the midwife completely understood you.

“You have a beautiful girl. Congratulations Your Highnesses"

Leona, who looked at the scene with extraordinary sweetness, was radiating pride, for you, for his newborn and for the family he was forming. He no longer cared about being the second prince if it meant forming his own pride with you.