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tbaluver · 6 months ago

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HEYYYYYY

I reeeeaaalllyyyy love your father/husband headcannons and I’ve been pondering about how the lad boys would treat mc if she was pregnant?

Hope you have time to do it, but it’s completely fine if you don’t want to!!! <3

I love your work and your kindness! Keep up the amazing work and happy new years!!

How They Treat You When You're Pregnant- The Love And DeepSpace Men

parings in order: Xavier x Reader, Zayne x Reader, Rafayel x Reader, Sylus x Reader genre/ tags: fluff fluff a/n: HIHI again my angel !! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ this req reminds me of my first headcanon i ever did for this fandom and i feel like this one is a more accurate one (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) i am always grateful to hear you guys love my work thank you so much luv MWAH ILY !! it always motivates me to write and create more for you all and i hope you're having a happy new years so far !! hopefully i did this req justice lmk what you think !! ahh i hope we get to chat again and i hope you enjoy reading luv (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡

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Xavier:

Pregnancy can make sleeping uncomfortable for you and whenever you’re feeling restless, he’s always right there by your side. Whether it’s waking up to comfort you, watching your favorite show together to help you unwind, or adjusting pillows to help you find a comfortable position for you, he’s happy to help. He’ll patiently wait until you’re sleeping peacefully first before he settles back right beside you.

He also doesn’t let you put on an scary movies or shows because you might scare the baby

His face would light up when he hears you want to try one of his favorite weird snack combos. Highlight the word, snacks, because you’re definitely not letting him cook near the microwave or stove.

Xavier is even more protective of you than before, if that’s even possible. Whenever someone gives you a lingering glance in the baby aisle, he’s keeping you close, his arm securely around your waist while giving that person a glance back. When you’re out in public, he doesn’t let anyone get close to your belly bump. Before they can even reach out, he’s already stopping their hand and gently guiding you away.

Xavier attends every doctor’s appointment with you. However, he does NOT like the idea of going to the OBGYN especially if it were a male doctor. You two would be out of the room immediately. However, if you're uncomfortable with any of the doctors in general, he’ll gladly switch and find a better one for you without a second thought.

He’s constantly seeking out new information on pregnancy and babies he can find and has probably read every single online article. He does all of this because he’s determined to learn everything he can to care for you and your future child.

If it were even possible, Xavier would be even gentler with you. He talks softly to your belly, his hands resting gently on your hips as he presses his ear against your stomach, listening and waiting for any movements of your future child. As long as you’re comfortable, he’ll lay down between your legs, his face against your belly while you run your fingers through his soft hair. He’ll mostly fall asleep in this position

Zayne:

Zayne would already notice the subtle signs that you were pregnant before you even realized. He’d pick up the sudden fatigue you’ve been feeling or the way you’ve been extra sensitive to smells. He’s already by your side, holding your hair back as you kneel by the toilet, vomiting. He’ll guide you back to bed, making sure you stay sitting up while he grabs you a couple crackers and a cup of tea.

Zayne is truly an organized and prepared man. He keeps track of everything, noting it down on both his and your phone so that you both have access to all the important details and reminders. He has every date for your checkups, ultrasounds, and any other appointments that are related to both your health and the baby’s. He even makes sure to keep track of which foods are safe for you and which ones to avoid. He’ll keep all the important documents in a file and even keep pictures of the ultrasounds on his desk. Zayne would also have a bag prepared months before your water breaks.

He would let you indulge in anything you crave, as long as it’s safe for you and the baby. He goes the extra mile to prepare you each meal with care and love, making sure that every dish nourishes you and supports the health of your future child. Zayne would have to gently discourage you to not eat dirt covered rocks if you were thinking of craving them. He would also ask his mother some tips when she was pregnant with him.

A surgeon's hands are trained to be precise and steady which makes him the perfect person to give you a massage. With practice care and skill, he’s able to help you release the tension in your muscles, easing every knot and carefully tending to each sore spot. He would not mind if you sat on his lap and guided his hands to your aching breasts or any sore muscle. He'll happily knead and massage them.

You would always know his schedule, so you’re aware when he has to work late. To make sure you’re taken care of when he’s working, he’d stock up on your favorite snacks and meals, making sure to place them within places you can easily reach. Throughout his shift, he’d check in on you during his breaks, texting to ask if you’ve eaten and drank enough water. He’d also make sure to call you during his lunch break just to make sure you’re doing okay and also because he misses you.

Mood swings are a nightmare and not once have they ever bothered him. Zayne is one of the best listeners to any of your worries and also in general. He understands your fears, concerns, and even the times when you overreact. He’s always there to offer you constant reassurance and to take down any fear you had. He would never belittle your emotions and always prioritizes you with unwavering support.

Unfortunately there are nights when he has to come home late, already finding you peacefully asleep in your shared bed. He can’t help but let out a quiet sigh, a soft smile displayed on his face. Quietly, he approaches your sleeping figure, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead and then to your lips. His hands delicately trace the curve of your rounded belly before pressing a gentle kiss to it, whispering, “Good job, you didn’t wake up mommy.”

Rafayel:

The studio would ACTUALLY be clean. You’re not really sure if he stopped being lazy or if he hired someone, probably Thomas, to take care of it for him. The floor would be clear of scattered art materials, dried up paint, and the desks would actually be organized. All so you don’t accidentally step or slip on anything or have anything poking or rolling onto your belly when you sit by his desk.

Rafayel is prepared when it comes to baby names. He actually keeps an organized list in his notes app, with his favorites marked by an emoji so he can easily find them. Each name on the list has its own meaning and references. The two of you would cuddle up in bed, sharing new name ideas and laughing at the ones you can’t pronounce, making sure to cross off the ones that didn’t make the cut.

Mood swings were completely new to Rafayel and to you but he quickly learned to keep up with them. He understands that these emotions aren’t easy for you, so he’s always there, even when you need space. He’s always ready to listen and offer support through every high and low and will be there to lift your spirits up whenever you need him.

Sometimes insecurities can weigh on you and you might feel like hiding your baby bump especially when it feels like the maternal clothing isn’t quite your style. But Rafayel is always there and never fails to remind you just how beautiful you are. He’ll go above and beyond to find the perfect maternity clothes that match your taste.

Rafayel would want to document everything so you both have memories to look back on. He’ll take countless pictures of your growing belly each month, capturing the progress so you can look back on how much has changed. He’ll even create his own little maternity photoshoot for you because no other photographer can capture your beauty like him.

Rafayel loves gently caressing your baby bump, often talking to it, hoping that they can hear him. He’ll throw out random names, saying things like, “give me one soft kick if you dun like this name, two kicks if you realllly love it!” and if there was a quiet moment, he’ll say “it’s okay maybe baby glubs is just sleeping.” So he’ll just hum to you and your belly a Lemurian lullaby so you can all drift off into a peaceful slumber.

One of his favorite things to do is preparing a relaxing bath for you. He fills the tub with warm water and adds calming scents, making sure they’re not overpowering, and a few bubbles to help you unwind and soothe any aches or tensions. As he gently washes your body, his hand gently glides over your growing belly, washing away the soap as he imagines the three of you one day swimming together in the ocean as a family.

Sylus:

Every time you wake up or whenever he walks through the door after a long day, he greets you with the sweetest affection. First, a gentle kiss on your forehead, then a soft on your lips, accompanied by a “Hello sweetie,” His eyes then soften as he looks down, his hands gently caressing your baby bump, “and hello our little dove.”

You can always expect pampering from Sylus. He’s right by your side with endless shoulder, back and leg rubs. He can’t imagine how uncomfortable it must feel growing a little one inside of you and how much it takes out, so he’s determined to ease any discomfort in every way possible. He’s learned how pregnancy can change your sense, so he’s careful to use any lotions or oils with certain scents, avoiding anything that could make you feel nauseous or unsettled.

Whenever you have trouble sleeping, he’s there to gently prop up some pillows to make sure you’re as comfortable as possible. He’ll go through his vinyl collection, picking out your favorite or ones that will help you unwind and relax.

He loves you deeply and he knows you’re capable of being independent but he does not want you lifting a finger once your baby bump starts to grow. Even in your early stages of pregnancy, he gently encourages you to take it easy, reminding you that you don’t need to push yourself. With the doctor’s advice to rest often, he’s got all the reasons he needs to insist that you relax. Not a single dish in the house will be washed by your hands and no clothing will be folded by you. He wants you to relax as much as possible and focus on yourself and your little one.

It’s not hard to wake up Sylus. In fact, he’s already awake before you slip out of his arms to satisfy your late night cravings. Quietly, he trails behind you, wrapping his arms around you. His large hands rest on your tummy as he presses a soft kiss to the back of your head, his warm chest gently against your back. He already memorizes your cravings at this point unless it was something new, so he guides you to the chair by the kitchen counter. “What are you hungry for, sweetie?”

In your early stages of pregnancy, shopping for your baby was fun and something you both enjoyed planning together. But by the time you reached your third trimester, the long walks were beginning to wear you out. So he suggested online shopping together. He didn’t want you to feel left out and he loved seeing your face light up when you found something adorable for the baby, even if it was another plushie to add to the collection. The two of you would settle in on the bed or the couch, face masks on , hair tied back, happily chatting and laughing about the cutest finds and everything the baby needed.

Every doctor’s appointment, he’s right by your side. He’ll hold your hand the entire time, his thumb gently rubbing soothing circles. He knows how nerve-wracking these visits can be, especially the anticipation of any results. But just having him there by your side brings your comfort and reminds you that you're never facing it alone.

In general and throughout your pregnancy, he’s always been someone you can lean on. With all the emotions and changes in your body, he’s there to listen and offer comfort. He becomes your safe space where you can express yourself openly with no hesitation.

He can’t deny that he secretly loves being called a to-be- dad’ by Luke and Kieran. There’s a smile that never seems to leave his face, knowing that he will be the father of your child and to experience a new form of love together as a family.

Caleb:

Caleb pampers you every second and every minute of the day. He’s ready to prop up pillows for you and offer massages for any sore or tense areas. He’d also help with any self-care routine, even offering to gently apply belly oil to keep you moisturized. Whatever you need, he’s more than willing to help and he’s always happy to support you in any way he can

There would be no chores for you to do at home unless something came up then you can expect him to immediately do it for you.

He’ll run as many errands as you need. If it’s in a different state, then that’s fine, he’ll just fly over there to get it for you! He’ll make sure to get you a little thoughtful gift on his way there or his way back to make you even more happy

Caleb is always and I mean always, there for every single appointment with you. Whether it’s ultrasounds, doctor visits, or even signing up for a childbirth class. You would never catch him miss a single one and he will always be by your side.

“Baby proofed” the house even though there aren’t any little ones around yet. He’s made sure all the sharp corners are covered or anything that might get in your way, moved. He doesn’t want you bumping into them or risking an accident.

He would wake up every single morning to make you your favorite breakfast as quietly as possible so he doesn’t disturb your sleep. He’ll bring it to your bed, gently waking you and your belly with a soft kiss. “Good morning, honey and good morning my lil co-pilot”

Whenever he cooks anything, he makes sure to open a window or close the doors in the rooms you’re in, making sure the smells don’t make you feel nauseous or irritated.

Caleb loves cooking your pregnancy cravings no matter how weird you may think they are, he doesn’t care. Not one bit. Whether it’s the weirdest combination or something you suddenly crave, he takes note of every ingredient and immediately gets to work on fixing it up just the way you want it.

Having extremely weird pregnancy cravings in the middle of the night? No worries, just wake him up and Caleb is on his way to make it for you in the kitchen or if it’s a certain snack then he’ll be right back to get it for you in the store

Near your due date and you’re having really mild cramps, he makes sure to take to his little buddy in your belly, “Hey little fella, don’t be greedy in mommy’s belly. You can come out any time you want.”

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trashy-reaper · 6 days ago

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Hello!! Just saw ur post so I decided to send an request (bc I'm bored)

And for the requested can u do forsaken survivors x reader thats like reisen from touhou project

And if u don't know who is reisen u should search it up btw

And thats all and don't rush writing on that just take ur time writing and if don't want to write it thats ok ☁️☁️

Hello hello, I hope I got Reisens personality and such well, did my best. I found out there's 2 characters called that apparently? But I did the one who showed up first, feel free to request again if it was the other one. Thanks for the request!!

Characters may be OOC as I am kinda new to the Forsaken fandom + this would be my first time writting for it but I hope I do them justice! If I get any info wrong, typos/mistakes in writing ect, correct me!! I don't mind :) (Just be kind as I probably didn't know </3)

(Written with romantic in mind but this can be read as either platonic or romantic)

Not Proof Read

Noob

They were a bit curious about you when you first showed up. Their attention was quick to float to your ears. Though they wouldn't dare ask to pet them. They figured it would probably be well...not ideal. To be honest, they were a bit shy to talk to you, not that you were scary or even that they fell in love at first sight, they just aren't used to meeting new people after enduring the Spectres "Game" for so long. He feels like they lost their ability to communicate with more people outside of the other survivors.

Your first true "meeting" may be the first round you started in, the abilities you seemed to have were more supportive. Being able to heal them and stunning the enemy. It was all very helpful and they experienced it first hand when you were quick to their rescue, healing them before stunning the killer to let them get away. Despite your short time here you were able to get the hand of your abilities.

They don't mind your acting differently, I feel they'd catch on it's usually based on what's happening. They'd ask once or twice about how you truly act underneath everything but is completely understanding if you don't want to. They want you to be comfortable as he knows the circumstances right now are...less than ideal. They're patient with you, especially when they finds out you don't easily get along with humans as you came from somewhere else. They'll give you time though, they try to get you to be more comfortable as who knows how long it'll take before you can escape?

Guest 1337

A bit on edge, not that he thinks you're a killer, there's a reason why the Spectre put you with them after all, but you don't seem to get along with most of the survivors, not only that but how you act seems different sometimes, he does notice it'll change depending on the situation and/or who you're talking too but he wants to know the true you. He won't pry if you don't want him too but he'll keep an eye on you just encase.

Your abilities in rounds is incredibly useful, if or when the two of you ever team up to help another survivor both of your stuns help them get away, and being able to heal him and others is always a plus. As time goes on and you slowly seem to get more and more along with others, the more rounds the two of you spend with each other the more he lowers his guard around you. The less on edge he is with you.

He wants to build trust with all the survivors, and as cheesy as it may be, if they ever want to escape, teamwork will be their best option which is why he was a bit cautious when he noticed your initial attitude to the others and how differently you acted, it seemed as though you didn't trust them yet either, but with how long you've been here he's figured that's changed.

Chance

Didn't meet you until the start of the new round, he'd racked up a high stack weakness and was sure he was a goner, the killer hot on his trail until you showed up quickly stunning the enemy. Grabbing his hand and running off before the stun cooldown was over. You had brought him over to Elliot and with 2 healers now on his side he was able to gain back the HP he had lost.

He finds you quite amazing, tries chatting with you outside of rounds, asking about you. He did notice your hesitation which he later found out was because you weren't from Robloxia. That didn't stop him from trying to talk to you, you were stuck with them after all. Besides, seeing you help them and other survivors in rounds? You're not a bad person, you just need time.

If or when you two become closer friends they promise you that if or when you escape he'll take you to his favourite places. If this was your first time on Earth, then that's not a good impression. He'll show you how it's really like if you'd let him.

Two Time

They're so excited to meet you, it's been awhile since they had a new survivor with them. They're quick to try and tell you about the Spawn but can't continue as the round starts. They'll make sure to inform you when you're out.

You two make a good team they reckon, your stuns allow them to preform back stabs better. As long as they stick by your side they'll be able to land each one and they can't help but thank you each time. Expect them to follow you around if they know a killer is near, it'll benefit the both of you they promise!!

They don't mind how you seem to switch up how you act, they can quickly see it's just you adapting to what's happening and honestly? They kind admire that, plus you're listening to them whenever they ramble. Whether or not if it's even about the Spawn so you're good in their books for now. They'll be honoured if you showed your true colours to them.

007n7

"Not another one..." was all he thought when you came into the cabin, he's not annoyed by your presence, far from it. He almost feels calmer when you're around but his annoyance is directed at the very thing making them do these games. There didn't need to be another survivor, there wasn't a need to bring someone into this damn hell again. He pushes that aside and helps you settle in the best he can.

He does his best to explain everything to you, and he isn't fazed by how you act, he's patient with you as you learn to be more comfortable around them. He knows it's hard to settle in and he'd hate if the other survivors disliked you in anyway, he truly hopes what he does is helping you.

Before rounds, he lets you know that one of his kids is a killer. Calmly explaining why, he figured the more you knew about the killers the better, perhaps you can help plan strategies so no more deaths happen. If the killer is C00lkid he'll try to draw his attention away from you if you're on low health. He'll be in danger sure but it'll be better to have healers live, plus he has get a ways.

Elliot

Oh he could cry tears of joy. Finally another healer. He didn't need to be the only one to hear the barks of others as they run low on HP and scrambles to find them. Another healer also means you'll be able to heal each other if neither of you can find a medkit or one of Buildermans machines. He works with you during rounds, as soon as he sees you loose health he's quick to throw you a pizza if he can.

Outside of rounds though he's still kind but finding out you dislike humans due to not being from Earth he decides to back off a bit. He'd rather not make you feel uncomfortable, especially since he may be relying on you for heals. He does not want a bad relationship with you and you not healing him. Not that you would probably but he's just making sure.

If you help out in the kitchen when he cooks food for the other survivors in-between rounds he'll be grateful, you'll be one of the people he trusts the most even if it takes you a bit longer to do the same. He'll never pry when he notices how differently you act depending on what happens, unless it seems to be negatively affecting other people.

Taph

He shows you their traps first, yes quite the introduction to someone but he doesn't want you to be surprised when he uses them or if you see it. He writes on paper and hands it over unsure if you really knew sign but this would be the best way. He explains what his things can do and apologies for the loud sounds his bombs will create. Sure the blast somehow doesn't affect the other survivors, but you have big ears!! You'll hear the explosion better than anyone if you're near (unless your the killer setting it off but it'll still be loud!), he doesn't want to hurt your ears but he can't help the sound of the bombs.

If you're willing he's happy to teach you sign so the two of you can communicate better, probably the quickest to notice how well you adapt how you act depending on the situation and it can help. You were able to calm down Noob once when it was just yourself and him at low HP when in the previous round you were actively looking for Elliot so he could heal you. He does recommend to let down any walls you have with them when you're ready. You're not alone, you're in this together.

Builderman

I feel like he knows who you are already, or at the very least knows you're not from Robloxia. Likely because of well...of his position, similar to Taph he tells you how his abilities work alongside others. He doesn't want you to go head in and be confused by everything you're doing and what others are doing. He even gives you tips on how to survive. Pick up bloxy colas, medkits. The killers have a theme when they're near so keep an ear out but he figured you'll probably won't have a problem with that being a rabbit hyrbid.

He's so thankful when you stun a killer as he's putting up another machine, he can't stop himself once he starts building leaving him vulnerable to attacks so having you save him and multiple occasions makes him smile. He doesn't care for how quickly you adapt how you act depending, not that he isn't aware or things like that but he isn't going to question it. That's how you are after all.

Shedlesky

He's happy to have another one honestly, not in the sense that he enjoys the games he's playing (plus one of the killers has a personal vendetta against him so...) but god has he been deprived of all other human interaction...well okay you said you weren't a human (which he did know, similar reason to Builderman) and you were a moon rabbit of sorts but honestly? You're able to have a conversation with him right? It's a new face he's content with that.

Has once tried to get you, Guest 1337 and Two Time to all well...bully the killer with constant stuns, it worked the first few times (Mainly as the each round had a different killer) but they eventually caught on. It was fun while it lasted. If you apologise for seeming like you dislike them he'll understand, he found out you weren't even from their planet so it makes sense to him, he figured it would be hard to fully adapt to them anyways AND their situation.

Dusekkar

He calls out how you act towards them and how quickly you adapt in situations as soon as he can. Okay he doesn't call it out but he's quick to realise and question it in private. Not that it was a bad thing, many people change how they act depending on their friends and what's happening, plus you weren't from here. He understands but he still wants a small conversation about it. He doesn't stop you if you continue acting that way but subtly recommend that they mean no harm and outside of rounds you can act like yourself. No one will judge, and if someone does? Well he'll scold them don't worry.

Just like Builderman and Shedlesky he knew rather quickly you weren't from Robloxia but he doesn't care, though it does make him think about how willing the Spectre is to take people not even from their planets. Could they take others from different universes too? What fun do they got out of this. He doesn't let the thoughts fester too much, focusing on making sure you're settling in well.

I hope this was okay </3 Thank you again for the request!!

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pleasurebuttonwrites · 6 months ago

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Getting to Know Jake Lockley's Massive Cock

Jake Lockley x f!Reader | Explicit 18+ | 5.5K

Summary: You are a fic writer in the marvel universe living in New York where Moon Knight, and of course, Jake Lockley are real. His identity, as well as Marc's and Steven's are public. You write for the fandom, primarily for Jake. He joins tumblr...and reads your fics.

Warnings: smut, oral, p in v, unprotected, cream pie, breeding

A/N: I had so much fun writing this one. If I had more time I would have created fun edits for the parts where there are tumblr posts and messages and such, but I really wanted to post this already. Also, sorry about the Spanish, I don't speak it. If it bothers you too much, give me a shout, and let me know what I should change it to and I'll fix it!

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It was always the same. When you finish a story and are about to post it the nerves kick in and you hesitate to hit the button. You shake yourself, literally, and post it before you could talk yourself out of it.

You refresh the page and there it is, first post on your dash under your url: jake-lockley-is-my-husband. You know if you don’t distract yourself, you’ll obsessively check for any interactions with it. So you close out and find something else to do.

You manage to occupy yourself until it’s time for bed, and you just can’t resist checking. You have dozens of likes, a few reblogs, and two lovely comments that you reply to before going to bed. All-in-all not too bad.

When you wake up the next morning you can’t wait to check again and when you open tumblr your first thought is that there must be a glitch. You have thousands of notifications. You try to sort through your activity but it’s a complete mess. Fics you posted months ago are suddenly getting interacted with, and random other posts too. But your top post is the fic you posted yesterday. You scroll through the comments:

No way it’s really him.

New celebrity tumblr just dropped.

Man of the people!

You go to the reblogs to figure out just what the fuck these people are talking about and click view post on the most recent. You scroll through a chain of reblogs until you get to the first one.

It’s from a blog called jake-lockleys-massive-cock. It says:

dios mio that was hot! i love the way you write me. it’s kinda eerie how spot on you are. #my wife knows me so well #fic rec

Your brain practically malfunctions. Was-was-was that, was that, was that…?????

You go to his bio. His pfp is a picture of Jake Lockley and he’s written:

hola, me llamo jake lockley the handsome third of the superhero known as moon knight. he/him. some say man of the people. according to fics written about me: lover extraordinaire. here to read said fics. if you write for me, tag me 😉

It was some kind of joke, right? It had to be. You scroll through his blog. He’d been busy in the last five hours, replying to asks about his identity to which he provided pictures of himself. Pictures that people were quick to point out weren’t anywhere else on the internet. Others of course still doubted it, but you were starting to be convinced. Or maybe you just wanted to be convinced. But that would mean that Jake Lockley had read your smut about himself.

You don’t know how to respond directly to him so instead you make a new post:

Oh my god you can’t do this to me when I’m asleep. Did jake lockley just comment on my fic? No right? Am I still dreaming? #freaking the fuck out

You step away because it’s just too much. Notifications are still coming in and you don’t know how to reply to any of them. Later, at work, at random moments you’ll think about it and it’ll shock you all over again. This potent mix of excitement and fear courses through you. Fear because all of the attention is damn scary. You scroll through your asks on your break and there is some hate in there. Some of it just random hate that seems to come with getting attention. But some of it clearly borne of jealousy that Jake had singled out your fic.

You consider turning off anon, but some of your best requests had come from people on anon. And you don’t want to end that. You think about replying to the hate but you barely have time to reply to all the nice comments. Instead you block the bad and focus on the good. You can’t get to it all, but you’ll try.

You still can’t work up the nerve to reply to him directly - if it really is him anyway.

You’re still trying to manage your inbox days later when you see a request come through. You were planning on closing them since you’d gotten so many new ones and needed time to get to them all. This new request is from jake-lockleys-massive-cock. Your heart is practically beating in your throat as you read it.

are you avoiding me? seems like you answer all your requests so here’s one: jake (that’s me) gives you a cream pie and fingers it back into you with my gloves on.

You realize just how much you believe it’s the real him by how wet you get from this request. You try and try and try to temper yourself, but your imagination gets the best of you and for a few hours as you fulfill this ask you live in a world where not only is Jake Lockley requesting smut about himself from you, but he’s actually giving you a cream pie and fingering it back into you with his gloves on.

I would never avoid my husband. That’s preposterous. Go Time Summary: Trying for a baby, your ovulation window comes up and Jake’s busy driving around. You go meet him and fuck right there in his cab. A/N: not the way ovulation tests work but idc You’d gotten the smiley face. It was on a stick you’d just dipped into your pee, but still it made you incredibly fucking happy. You immediately reached for your phone and called up your husband. It went straight to voicemail, but that was common when he was working. You left him a brief message: “It’s go time.” You don’t have to wait long for a response. He’s good about checking his messages in between fares. You pick up. “Jake Lockley, are you ready to put a baby in me?” “Mi vida, no puedo esperar a esta noche.” [Can't wait for tonight] “No, not tonight. Now. We’ve missed the window the past three months because something always comes up. I want to do this now.” “It would take me hours to get home with the way traffic is right now.” “So…let me come to you.” You take the subway and meet him in one of the sub-levels of a parking garage. It’s full but he doesn’t need a space and everyone is already in their offices so no one is around. Jake’s double parked in one of the darker corners, leaning against his yellow cab. You thread your arms around him in a hug and he pulls you closer burying his face in your neck. Being close to your husband like this still never fails to turn you on. And knowing that you’re about to try for a baby with him just takes it through the roof. He slides his hands into the back pocket of your jeans, giving your ass a little squeeze. Your lips meet his and it’s all a rush from there. He opens the door to the backseat, ushering you in, trying not to break the kiss. On your back he pulls off your jeans, muttering, “...should’ve worn a fucking skirt.” He gets in and pulls his pants down his thighs freeing his cock, already leaking precum. You can’t help but lick it off. “No, no, baby. This load’s going between your legs.” He pulls you into a straddle on his lap and drags the head of his cock through your folds. “Already so wet for me.” You’d taken him so many times before but it still took you a minute to get used to his size. You sank slowly down over him letting the thickness of his cock give you that delicious stretch. Soon though you’re bouncing on him like a pro and he’s pulling your shirt down to free your tits and mouthing at them while your cunt soaks his lap. He knows you. Knows you better than you know yourself. No matter how much you rock and shimmy your hips, somehow you just can’t hit that spot like he can. He knows this, of course, so he takes your hips and angles you and pulls you down onto him. It doesn’t take long after that. Those pretty sounds and the way your cunt squeezes his cock so good have him right there with you. You cum together, his seed coating your walls so thoroughly, there’s no way you won’t get pregnant from this. Unless you let it all leak out. He at least as the presence of mind to get you on your back to help keep it in. He watches as some of his cum drips out of your spent hole and without a thought, he gathers it on his gloved fingertip - in his haste he hadn’t taken off his driving gloves - and pushes it back inside you - deep inside you. He does this over and over again, making sure his cum stays in, ushering it back with his thick fingers, up to your cervix. His thumb slides over your clit and the tips of his fingers inside you are coaxing you toward your next release. You want him to fuck you again. To make the most of your ovulation window. “Do you think we could go again?” He slips his fingers out, only leaving you empty for a mere moment before he fills you up with his cock. “Mi vida, I’m not stopping until you can’t hold one more drop.”

The words pour out of you. Never before have you had such inspiration to write a story. You’re awash in the glow of post-writing when you realize that now you have to post it. For Jake (if it’s really him) to see. You just wrote filthy smut for your celebrity crush. By his request, but still.

Normally you look over it for a quick proofread/revision before putting it out there for the world to see. But you’re pretty sure you’ll change your mind if you don’t just post it as is. So you add a note to the A/N section and send it off into the abyss of the internet.

You want to log off. Go do something, anything else. But the thought of someone else seeing his reply before you do makes you seethe with jealousy. So you stay connected and obsessed and watch for replies.

You’re still getting a stream of notifications so you ignore those and refresh the page with your post every few seconds to start, and then only every 30 seconds. You get some likes, then some comments and reblogs. You don’t even read them when you see they’re not from him.

Finally after what seems like forever, but is really about ten minutes judging by the timestamps, he replies.

i didn’t know i had a breeding kink until just now. you’re a goddamn genius. also my cock is way bigger than you described.

While you’re still recovering from this praise, you get a dm from him. You have to take some deep breaths before you open it.

Jake: do you know you’re my favorite writer? would you like to see a pic of my cock, you know, for inspiration?

You: Wait. Are you serious?

Jake: yeah, i love all your work.

You: NO, about the other thing.

Jake: only if you promise not to share it. it’s only for you.

You: I promise. If you’re not comfortable though, it’s all good.

Jake: ok, here it is.

The pic comes through and it is indeed a massive cock. Just not the kind you were hoping for. It’s a very large rooster. Like a rooster photoshopped to be huge.

You: 🙄🙄🙄

You: You know if I had really expected you to send one I’d be disappointed right now.

Jake: sorry, cariño. i’m looking at the dick pic i took and now i'm thinking i’ve over-promised what i have. 😰

You: I can promise you that I will like it, but there’s no pressure to send anything.

The dots appear and disappear a few times as you await his response. You’re about to change the subject, when his reply pops up.

Jake: está bien, look what your fic did to me.

And a second later a picture of the finest cock you’d ever seen. You waste no time replying, wanting to reassure him that you indeed love it.

You: oh fuuuuuuuck 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

You: Is this really yours?

Jake: you’ll just have to trust me 😈

It does its job and inspires you. You feel inspired all night long. But you don’t write one word.

You’ve never spent so much time on tumblr as you do for the next few days. You dm with Jake a little bit, but he’s a busy man and you only get to talk for a few minutes here and there. You’re addicted to his blog though. He’s reblogging so many fics and answering asks. You’re pretty sure he has his queue set up and he just blasts these things in the few minutes he probably gets to spend on here.

On a tender Marc x Reader fic where Marc opens up about his past and then has emotional sex with the reader, he’s commented:

that’s pretty good, but marc cries more during sex.

And on a Steven x Reader fic where the reader is dominant, taking what she wants from Steven and pegs him:

this was fucking hot, but steven would be hard from the moment you looked at him. if your hand is down his pants, he’s already at full attention. #why is it always steven who gets pegged? #i feel left out

Someone asks him if Steven and Marc are also on tumblr and he replies that they don’t even know that he’s on here.

It’s shameful how often you look at his dick pic. He hasn’t asked you to, but you want to return the favor. You spend some time taking a good pic of your tits and you want to send it to him, but you have to figure out how to broach the subject with him.

He’s just caused a stir by posting:

thinking about getting a cat now.

And after lots of comments with suggestions on what to name the cat, he creates a poll.

He dm’s you with the question:

Jake: can you explain to me why everyone wants me to have a cat?

You: We can just tell you’re good with pussy 😏

Jake: jajaja, so you don’t know either

You: Forget it, Jake. It’s Fandomtown.

Jake: !!!!

Jake: one of my fav movies

Since you’re the queen of non-sequiturs, you write

You: Hey, could I send you something?

Jake: like…in the mail? 🤔

You: Uh, no. Like a picture? Of me?

Jake: absolutely! i’d love to see your face.

You: Welllll it’s not of my face

Jake: you have my attention

You: It’s a tit pic. Is that ok?

Jake:

You take a deep breath and remind yourself that he’s a guy and guys like tits. You send it to him and the one second that ticks by before he’s typing makes your heart skip a beat.

Jake: 🍆💦💦💦

Jake: tan hermosa. quiero tocar y besar y lamer y chupar y poner mi cara en ellas [So beautiful. I want to touch and kiss and lick and suck and put my face in them]

Jake: if i stop responding i want you to know it’s because i'm stroking my cock while drooling over your tits.

You: That’s perfect. It’ll give me some time alone with your dick pic.

Jake: dffdsdsadsajkl you’re trying to kill me woman

It’s strange how something so incredible can become so normal in the span of days, but it’s hard to remember what it was like before Jake was being a menace in the fandom. Not that it wasn’t still exciting, every post, every comment, every ask. But you no longer had to pinch yourself to prove it was real.

In fact it was so usual, it felt strange when he seemed to disappear for a few days. You missed him, but you didn’t wonder about it too much. He was a busy man, a superhero, a cabbie and shared a body with two other whole people.

His absence gave you some time to catch up on your tbr list, reply to comments and get to requests. You’re in the middle of an engaging back and forth on a thread when you get a request on anon.

can i request a fic of reader holding jake (preferably against your perfect tits) as he cries?

It’s him. You know it’s him. Was he even trying to disguise himself? You sprint to your dms.

You: Everything ok, buddy?

Jake: whatever do you mean? 😇

You: 🤨 Ok, ok, brb.

You get to work right away.

Get Closer to Me It’s later than the usual time that your husband, Jake, comes home. He always tells you not to wait up for him, but you struggle to fall asleep without him so you might as well stay up watching TV. You’re in one of his T-shirts. It smells like him and the soft cotton caresses your bare skin underneath. Finally you hear the click of his key opening the lock. He steps over the threshold, tired from his night of protecting the city. Something’s wrong. You can tell by the way he doesn’t meet your eyes. If not for the protection of his suit, you’d fear he’d been hurt. He lets you lead him over to the couch where you sit him down. You take off his shoes for him and then sit back. As soon as your ass touches the cushion, he throws his arms around your middle and buries his face in your chest. You’re about to ask him what’s wrong when you feel his body shuddering with sobs. As much as you rely on his strength, it’s times like this when he trusts you with his vulnerability that makes you feel closest to him. You cherish the moments you get to be his rock. A wet spot blooms between your breasts, soaking in his tears. You run your hands through his hair, using your other hand to graze your nails on his back. You lay together in the stillness and silence of the night until his breath calms and his grip on you eases. You kiss the top of his head and he shifts, nosing the space between your breasts and placing a hand beneath your shirt, traveling over your ribs to squeeze at your flesh. “Jaaake?” you ask lightly, drawing out his name. “Hmmm?” he replies. “What are you doing?” From where his face is firmly planted in your chest, comes his muffled answer, “It’s soothing.” Your body shakes with laughter and relief. If he’s fondling your tit, he’s back to his usual self. There’ll be time tomorrow for talking about what was bothering him. But for now, it was time to take your husband to bed.

You’ve never written or posted something so fast. Before you can even tag him by adding your tag list in a reblog, he’s reblogged it with the comment:

THAT’S WHERE YOU CUT IT OFF?! #why are my eyes suddenly wet #boobies make everything better #currently accepting hugs

Then you get a dm:

Jake: gracias, cariño. i’m feeling much better. 🥹

You: Glad I could help! ❤️

One thing that you and Jake had bonded over was being New Yorkers. Despite not having it in your bio, Jake could tell you were one based on your posts. He messages you that he’ll be in town in just a few days.

You: Are you excited to be coming home?

Jake: i’m more excited to be closer to you.

Wait. Was Jake actually flirting with you?

Jake: do you think i could meet you while i’m there?

Holy shit holy shit holy shit. For the first time in a while you worry that maybe this guy isn’t really Jake. Because it’s not possible that Jake Lockley wants to meet you, right?

When you don’t respond, he messages:

Jake: no pressure if you’re not comfortable.

You: No, I’d love to meet you. It’s just… you could be anyone on the other side of this screen.

Jake: ah. would you like to chat on video?

He gives you his number and you take a few short minutes to freshen up and find a spot with good lighting before you video call him. He picks up right away, his smile lighting up the screen.

“Cariño, eres muy bonita,” he croons. [You are so pretty]

You put a hand over your face in embarrassment.

“No, no, no, don’t cover that pretty face!”

He’s walking around his place, the background shifting behind him as he moves around.

“What are you doing?” you ask him.

“Packing.” He sets up his phone and holds up two pairs of pants. “What do you think? Tight jeans or grey sweats?”

He’s rendered you completely speechless, your mouth is hanging open but no sounds come out.

“¿Por qué no los dos?” He shoves both in his suitcase and picks up his phone, but before he can continue his conversation with you, his attention is drawn to something or someone off camera. You don’t hear anyone but Jake listens with a stony face, then rolls his eyes.

“Lo siento, cariño. I have to go.”

“Was that Khonshu?” you ask, all amazement.

“Unfortunately. See you in a few days?”

“Yeah, see you then.”

You hear him start to yell, presumably at Khonshu, as he hangs up the call.

Jake: no don’t send me your address.

Jake: if i find out you give random people online your address i’m going to be mad. you should care more about your safety.

You were texting with Jake, trying to make plans to meet up and though it would be convenient to have him at your place, he doesn’t want to put you at risk. If an enemy of his sees him there, your place would be compromised.

You: Oh, but it’s ok if I send a random person on the internet a picture of my tits?

Jake: uh, yeah, your tits are beautiful, you should share them with the world.

You’d managed to fend off the nerves until the day of. Now as you make your way to the intersection you’d agreed to meet at, your heart feels like one of those huge timpani drums and like a gorilla is erratically banging on it.

There’s a crush of people and tourists on the sidewalks and you’re not sure how you’re supposed to find him. Though you are like extra super early, so perhaps he’s just not here yet.

As you scan across the street, you walk by a line of yellow cabs - and nearly walk right past him. He’s leaning against his car, flat cap pulled down covering his face, and gloved hands holding a newspaper. He’s reading a newspaper. An actual goddamn newspaper of all things.

He lowers it when you stop in front of him. His eyes scan you and a smile spreads on his lips. “Would you like a ride, señorita?” he asks, one eyebrow raised.

He folds up his paper and tosses it into the passenger seat through the open window, then opens the back door for you. For a moment you’re worried he doesn’t recognize you, but then you step toward the door and his hand is on your lower back guiding you into his car. He leans down to your ear to tell you it’s nice to meet you and that you look beautiful today.

You’re too caught up to reply. Up close his brown eyes are even deeper and richer than you could have imagined. His touch is gentle and comforting but the strength in him is unmistakable. And best of all his scent, sharp and heady, his cologne a perfect complement.

Your body still tingles from his touch as he circles around from the back and slides into the driver’s seat. As soon as he shuts his door, it feels like the two of you are in a little bubble. He meets your eyes in the rearview mirror. “Sorry about the pretense. Can’t be too careful these days. Never quite know who’s watching.”

“That’s okay,” you try to say, but it comes out in a croak. You clear your throat, embarrassment racing up your neck. “So, um, where are we headed? Your place?”

He pulls out into the flow of traffic, and glances in the mirror at you. “We don’t keep a place here. When we visit we usually stay with a friend.”

You wonder if you should be jealous of this friend until you realize he probably means…”Frenchie?”

Jake barks out a laugh. “I’m so glad you all use your powers for smut. If any one of you became a villain we’d be so fucked.”

“‘So fucked’ is kind of what I’m going for.” You can’t believe you said that out loud. Apparently you have no control over your mouth when your panties are soaked.

Jake doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, though you are busy admonishing yourself in the backseat, it doesn’t stop you from catching the way he bites his lip and tightens his grip on the wheel.

Before you can restart the conversation, Jake pulls into a parking deck underneath a hotel and slips into a spot. Was-was he recreating your fic?

You stay in the back as he gets out. He comes around to your door and you expect him to climb in but instead he offers you his hand.

“We’re not staying in the car?” you ask him as you take his hand and he pulls you out.

Amusement flickers in his eyes. “No, cariño. Cab sex is hot in theory but there’s not nearly enough room for what I have planned.”

You’re thankful to still be holding onto him because your knees go weak at that.

As you wait for the elevator, it occurs to you that you don’t know for sure that this is Jake Lockley. Like the real Jake Lockley. There were known to be lookalikes that posed as various superheroes. What if you’d been duped by one?

You’re quiet in the elevator. And through the grand lobby of the hotel complete with a fountain. And when Jake nods to the man dressed very nicely at the reception desk and says, “Buenas tardes, Eduardo.” And when the man returns the nod and says, “Señor Lockley.” And when Eduardo looks right at you and Jake says, “This is [your name].”

You don’t speak until Jake has opened the door to his hotel room and you hesitate before crossing the threshold and you blurt out, “How do I know you’re you?”

His eyebrows lift in surprise. “How do any of us know who we are?”

God, he’s funny and charming. Even if this turns out not to be the real Jake Lockley, you might fuck him anyway.

“No, I mean how do I know you’re actually you. You look like Jake, but you could be some impersonator, right?”

“Oh, I see.” He ponders for a moment. “If you’re comfortable coming into the room, perhaps I could show you something.”

You still hesitate.

“Okay. No. Good,” he says. “You have a survival instinct after all. Here, I’m going to go in. You watch from the door, but only open it enough for you to see in, okay?”

You nod and Jake goes in and you hold the door open just enough like he said. He turns around and while turning, his clothing appears to morph into a black and white suit, complete with a cape that you know only too well. Your jaw drops open because it’s one thing to see it from a recording where your brain is used to seeing all manner of crazy CGI. But it’s another to witness it right in front of your own two eyes.

You rush in, letting the door close behind you. “Oh my god,” you gush. “Can you keep it on?”

He embraces you and delivers a kiss that feels completely natural like the two of you have done this hundreds of times before, but also nothing like you’ve ever experienced. And maybe that’s one and the same. His breath is minty, and you swear he’s wearing cherry chapstick.

“That will defeat the point, won’t it?,” he says. “This thing doesn’t have a zipper. Besides, it’s really itchy.”

He transforms back while you’re still in his arms, and you have to admit you like him better this way anyway.

It’s not anything like your fics and that makes it magical. There’s more fumbling and laughter and friction. He’s not some love god and you’re not a siren. But there is desire, and it is real.

That One Night Summary: When your date stands you up, but you’re lucky that it happens in the same bar that Jake Lockley frequents. A/N: Special shoutout for the inspiration, you know who you are You’re in Jake Lockley’s hotel room. In the bed. And you’ve just laid eyes on the swollen spear he calls a penis. Your gulp is cartoonishly loud, and your legs press together like they’re Shaggy and Scooby in a haunted mansion. “Don’t worry, cariño. I’m going to get you really wet,” Jake says, crawling on the bed toward you and gently prying your legs open. He settles his face between them and when his tongue touches your clit, your legs fall all the way open and you sink into the bed. You marvel at the way your night has gone. From getting stood up, to trading looks with the hot stranger across the bar, to now being in said stranger’s - no he told you his name, so technically he’s not a stranger anymore - bed. He lifts his mouth off of you and you whine in protest, but he shushes you and a fingertip circles your entrance before dipping gently in. He goes slow, tantalizingly, excruciatingly slow. He works you until you can take two of his thick fingers, then his lips return to suck gently on your swollen nub. He didn’t lie. You are soaking wet, the puddle beneath you more like a lake. You’re at the edge when he asks, “Do you want your first orgasm on my fingers or my dick?” Your body doesn’t give you a choice, the image of either sending you over, and you clench down so hard on his fingers, he mutters, “Fuck.” He sweetly kisses his way up your body as you come down. Planting them on the soft skin of your belly and spending his time covering every inch of your breasts. He ignores your pleas to be fucked, waiting instead until your breathing slows and the coil inside you relaxes. You look up into his deep brown eyes and caress his face, wanting to know this man, his story, his life, what brought him to you tonight. “Ready?” he asks, and you nod. Despite how slippery you are, he’s still big enough for you to feel the stretch. He eases himself into you, breathless praises falling from his mouth. “Doing so good for me.” “You’re taking me so well.” “Tu cuerpo me maneja tan bien.” [Your body handles me so well] When he’s reached your depths, he stays there, letting you get adjusted around him. “Why don’t you show me how you like to play with your tits?” he suggests. You’re self-conscious at first but he watches you, hypnotized, while you tug at your nipples and knead your flesh. It relaxes your pelvic floor enough that Jake can fuck into you. Gently, until he learns how far into you he can go. He’s like a fucking paperweight inside you and you tell him so. “It feels even better from behind,” he informs you. And that’s how you find yourself on your knees, Jake behind you, his heavy cock dragging across your G-spot back and forth with every thrust, the pressure building up until it’s nearly blinding, your legs shaking so bad that he has to hold you up, which is a good thing because your body goes limp when your release comes, and then his cock is jumping inside you (‘twitching’ is too tame for what this monster can do), his spend replacing the weight of him. The bed is soaked, your legs are a sticky mess, and the night is just beginning.

The writing came easy but you debate posting, wavering between wanting to keep your experience to yourself and knowing that no one but you and Jake would know the truth. Ultimately, since you had kept the most personal parts out of the fic and it felt somewhat removed from the real thing, gussied up as it was to be smut-worthy, you decide that you want to share it, and as usual, you click the damn button before you could change your mind.

You wait a while before checking the interactions. This time not caring as much what other people would say, or whether anyone would read it at all. There is only one person’s feedback you’re interested in. And it’s there the next time you open tumblr:

sounds like a really good time. like something i’d like to do again.

#jake lockley smut #jake lockley x fem!reader #jake lockley x you #jake lockley x reader #moon knight fanfiction #moon knight fic

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Naruto: Masterlist

Hi there! I'm Eri, and I write for all sorts of stuff. While I do have everything published on here, I personally choose to have my masterlists linked to my Ao3.

Most of my stuff is written during the original Naruto-Naruto Shippuden era. I do have a couple works set during Boruto, but I don't write the new gen characters and haven't watched the show (I thought it sucked but no judgment to anyone who enjoys it). Some of these are NSFW, so be sure to check the tags!

If you'd like to learn more about me, send in a request, or look at my works for other fandoms, check out my pinned post!

Multichapter/Series:

Compromise (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)- Pt. 1, Pt. 2

Verbatim (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

I Like You (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Candy Hearts (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Lavender Clouds (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Shared Custody (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

To Be Alive At All Is To Have Scars (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Red (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy)

New Relationship Energy- Pt. 1, Pt. 2

Candy (Kakashi Hatake x Reader)

Holding Hands (Gaara x Reader)

The New Member (Various Akatsuki x Reader): Pt. 1, Pt. 2, Pt. 3

Character x Character Oneshots:

Teardrops (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Antagonistic (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Like Lovers Do (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

The Moth And The Flame (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Under The Mask (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Then, There's You (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Plus One (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Monster (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Hush Hush (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Teachers (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Friday Nights (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Wanted (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy)

Slow Dancing In The Dark (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy)

Cracks (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy)

Always (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy)

Ruin My Life (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy)

First Times (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy)

Take Care (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy)

Lovesick (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy)

Rainy Days (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy)

Like This (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy)

Stupid (Kakashi Hatake x Anko Mitarashi)

Obvious (Kakashi Hatake x Anko Mitarashi)

Control (Kakashi Hatake x Yamato)

Home (Kakashi Hatake x Yamato)

Polaroid (Kakashi Hatake x Yamato)

Us (Kakashi Hatake x Yamato)

Snowfall (Kakashi Hatake x Yamato + Sai x Ino Yamanaka)

Groomsmen (Iruka Umino x Yamato)

Casual (Kakashi Hatake x Mei Terumi)

Break-Ups (Kakashi Hatake x Minato Namikaze)

Twilight (Kakashi Hatake x Obito Uchiha)

Against His Better Judgment (Kakashi Hatake x Obito Uchiha)

Not Anymore (Kakashi Hatake x Obito Uchiha)

Still Missing (Sasuke Uchiha x Sakura Haruno)

The Game That We Play (Sasuke Uchiha x Naruto Uzumaki)

Rising Action (Shikamaru Nara x Naruto Uzumaki)

Love Strategist (Shikamaru Nara x Ino Yamanaka)

Perfume (Shikamaru Nara x Temari)

Memento Mori (Shikamaru Nara x Temari)

When The Smoke Clears (Deidara x Sasori)

Complications (Deidara x Itachi Uchiha)

Sapphire & Gold (Kisame Hoshigaki x Itachi Uchiha)

Ten Years (Gaara x Rock Lee)

Single (Kankuro x Kiba Inuzuka)

Character x Reader Oneshots:

Hair (Kakashi Hatake x Reader)

When I Wake (Kakashi Hatake x Reader)

Pink Bubblegum (Kakashi Hatake x Reader)

Exes (Kakashi Hatake x Reader)

Jealous (Kakashi Hatake x Reader)

Too Good To Be True (Kakashi Hatake x Reader)

Cat & Mouse (Kakashi Hatake x Reader)

To Be Selfish (Kakashi Hatake x Reader)

Self Conscious (Kakashi Hatake x Reader)

Not Anymore (Kakashi Hatake x Reader)

Moonlight (Gaara x Reader)

My Queen (Yamato x Reader)

Who? (Might Guy x Reader)

Waiting Game (Neji Hyuga x Reader)

The Diary (Rock Lee x Reader)

Scary (Temari x Reader)

Truth Or Dare (Shikamaru x Reader)

Bloody Valentine (Obito Uchiha x Reader)

Rain (Iruka Umino x Reader)

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074calicocat · 3 months ago

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NOT FUNNY ؛ ଓ

cw: dad-daughter incest (scary I know), tit sucking, cheating, one mention of past abuse (reader got kicked in the ribs by asshole Leon the horrors), 400-something words of tomfoolery

notes: I haven't touched this Tumblr account since 2019. I used to be super into Marvel but I did a total power wash, which wasn't hard since I only reblogged two posts. I even change my tacky username which I will promptly forget about forever. On another note, I haven't posted my own writing since 2020 on WATTPAD OF ALL SITES. I've always written fanfics for myself (especially dead dove ones), but I made it my unofficial new years resolution to post my works online because I want to having The Fandom experience everyone talks about and it will Not be on godforsaken TikTok.

Your dad likes to joke that you came out like this because on your last birthday, he banged your head on the table by accident when he tried smashing your face in your cake.

“I’m telling you,” he muses, holding you steady in his lap while kissing down the valley of your chest. Your t-shirt was pushed up under your chin with your bra, leaving your breasts in the air for his leering eyes and desperate hands. “You scrambled your brains that day and here you are now: a slut for your own dad.”

You wanted to argue that he was worse because he could’ve put a stop to this months ago but just doesn’t. He probably gets off to degrading you. It’s a good thing you don’t care much but still, you huff and mutter, “not funny” under your breath.

“You made the first move, by the way,” you counter, breath hitching as his lips latched onto your nipple. God, he was such a baby for an old man with the way he drooled and suckled on you, his other hand pawing at your free breast. “Five months ago. At…at…Mom’s birthday party! Wow, you really are sick, you fucked me on her side of the bed.”

It was stupid of you to mention that but you get your pride is as high as his sometimes. Usually, Leon would push you off his lap and walk away all stone-faced as if you insulted his entire bloodline. Your mother was a touchy subject, especially during the first few weeks of…whatever you and him had going on. He even threw you down and kicked you in the ribs one time which you still have bruising from. But, surprisingly, this time he does nothing. Instead, he just rolls his eyes at you like a pouty teen and switches to your other nipple, scraping his teeth along the sensitive bud.

“Forget about it,” he mumbles, lips slick with his spit as he speaks against your skin. “And I’m not sick. She’s just not-” he raises his head, crashing his mouth against yours. It’s the type of kiss you especially hate with all the drool and teeth but there’s not much you can do once he wraps his hand around your throat and holds you still.

“She’s not into me anymore,” he breathes, playfully biting down on your bottom lip just to see your face scrunch up in pain. Asshole. But despite himself, he soothes you with his cheek nuzzling against yours, like two cats rubbing together. What a contrast, his calloused hand holding your throat while his beard gently tickles at your face.

“But at least you’re into me. I don’t need her. Just you.”

#leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy smut #resident evil #resident evil fanfiction #calico wrote this ʚɞ #cw::incest

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susiecarter · 1 month ago

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Hello Susiecarter! Gosh I love your work so MUCH, but I mostly lurk on AO3. Your characterization and your pacing fit so well together, and I'm always delighted to re-read your stories -- I feel like I notice something new and wonderful every time.

Would you be willing to talk a little bit about the bodyswap superbat AU you've been thinking about? I'm wildly curious!

Hi! :D And dang, thank you so much—I'm so glad you've enjoyed my fic ;-; and rest assured I appreciate everybody who reads my stuff even if they leave no sign of their presence but an increase in my hit count. ♥♥♥! AND it means the world to me to hear my characterization AND pacing hit the mark for you; the characters are always the thing I am the most invested in, no matter the fandom, and trying to get them right is really important to me (\o/!!!!) and pacing is probably one of my biggest weaknesses :') SO it's really rewarding to hear the work I've put into not sucking at it is paying off, haha. :D And of course I'm thrilled my stories hold up to rereading for you, too!

AND I could talk about the bodyswap AU all day long, but I will try be restrained here. :'D I started planning the bodyswap AU as a secret Santa gift like a zillion years ago, and the more I worked on the outline, the more obvious it became that this was probably going to turn into a longfic, and not one I was going to have time to finish by the deadline for the secret Santa. SO I set all my notes aside and started something shorter that I could actually finish—but I still REALLY want to write the bodyswap story, and also the sequel (yes, in my head it has a sequel even though I haven't actually written it! This is how the big scary list of things I want to write keeps getting longer instead of shorter :'D).

The basic concept for it was that starting in BvS somewhere, Bruce and Clark would bodyswap—Clark would find himself in some stranger's body, with no powers, experiencing genuine hunger/thirst/fatigue/pain for practically the first time in his life, but also horribly aware that this probably means some stranger is in his body ... and Bruce would find himself in THE ALIEN'S BODY, in charge of all the powers that terrify him on such a fundamental level, and presumably still determined to kill that body, even if that's going to mean dying himself, in a much more direct way than he was in canon. :') OH BRUCE.

Naturally, in my hands, this is yet another BvS fix-it AU, ultimately! But anon, I am so SO enamored of everything about it—Alfred rapidly sussing out that something is DEFINITELY wrong with "Bruce"! Bruce learning exactly how much control Clark needs to have of himself every second of every day, AND because he's Bruce, doing his best to conceal the swap = finding out as much as he can about Clark Kent, the way he didn't do in BvS! Living Clark's life—going to the Planet offices, meeting Lois and seeing how she responds to Clark, picking up the phone and having it be Ma Kent checking in on her son ... :D :D :D :D :D

And of course Clark would have a pretty good idea where to find his own body, and no reason he knows of not to go looking for it; he'd have no idea Bruce has been trying to figure out how to kill him! He'd be worried about this poor random civilian guy in his body! Weirdest angle on identity porn ever: Bruce having to Bruce Wayne in Clark's body, trying to make sure Clark keeps thinking of him as a harmless, ordinary person who just wants this to get fixed. :'D And Bruce getting to be in Superman's body—getting the opportunity to save people so much more quickly, so much more thoroughly, with the strength and the speed and the invulnerability, not having to approximate a pathetic percentage of it with effort and armor ... he'd be afraid of himself with Clark's powers, but I think he would also love it a little bit, anon, and I have so many feelings about that! ;-;

And Clark! Clark, getting to really honestly just be human for a while! Getting to experience directly what it's like, getting to not have to manage his supersenses all the time, getting to stub a toe and scrape a knuckle and burn his fingertips a little by accident. :'D Experiencing all the little aches and pains of everything Bruce has put his body through—and eventually, of course, taking Bruce's shirt off, and finding all the scars under there ... :D :D :D :D :D

ANYWAY, yeah, it's going to be identity reveals all around eventually, plus or minus some parts of the plot of BvS; I'm going to handwave the bodyswapping with, you know, Lex Luthor screwing around with Kryptonian technology after getting access to the ship :'D—I usually don't manage to get much farther than the end of BvS in any one longfic, and I intend for the end of the bodyswap story to be Bruce using Clark's body to kill Doomsday, with Clark using the tech at the last second to get him out of there, in such a way that the sequel is going to be a bodysharing story. :D

So, yeah, I hope that sounds like something you'd be interested in reading, anon—and if it doesn't, rest assured that as with so many of my other favorite tropes, I probably will not stop at just one bodyswap fic. :'D ♥!

#asks #asks:anonymous #susie has a very big very scary list #and it is as always getting longer instead of shorter #the hydra of inspiration: write one fic #and two more ideas sprout in its place

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sunshinereddie · 2 months ago

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maybe this is unnecessary but since i am returning to this acc after a while and getting some new traction on here. i thought about doing an intro post because now that i think about it i don't think i've ever actually done an intro post i kinda just spawned one day and started spewing out reddie hcs and since i have some new friends on here as well i thought why not do one. so here are some fun facts about me -->

hello i am tumblr user sunshinereddie and i go by either sunny or moony! truly i do not mind either name feel free to call me whatever calls to your heart

i have been in the IT fandom since 2020, but i created this account in 2021 because not having a place to share my headcanons and ideas was driving me crazyyyyyyy and im so glad i ended up making this blog!

i actually first read IT back in 2017 because i was interested in the movie but wanted to read the book first. it took me about 5 months to read it and then i watched the movie and i enjoyed both but then promptly forgot about them. i didn't feel the Fandom Urge until i watched ch2 a few years later and well the rest is history

i've been writing fanfic since about 2012! the first fandom i ever wrote fanfic for was percy jackson- and all my old pjo fanfics are still up on wattpad, including one that got surprisingly popular back in the day lmao. i kept writing but stopped posting fanfic probably around 2015, and didn't post anything again until i started writing my first IT fic in 2020! so i guess we all have IT to thanks for giving me the inspo to start posting my work online again

aside from writing, some of my other hobbies include reading, crocheting, journaling (junk journal/reading journal/journal spreads based on characters/etc), learning about mushrooms and fungi, baking

other than IT, some of my other fav pieces of media are: all for the game, five nights at freddy's, percy jackson, squid game (i am currently very active in the squid game fandom and run a squid game fanblog too), supernatural, haikyuu (one of my fav animes of all time), the magnus archives

i am canadian 🇨🇦

i love music and some of my favourite artists are gorillaz, fall out boy, my chemical romance, bigbang (ot4), bts, one direction, bloodwitch, mitski, the cure, pale waves and pretty much every time i listen to music i am thinking about how i can make every song about The Characters

im currently a university student which is why i disappear every so often because i don't do well under pressure

likes: coffee and tea (don't make me choose), dogs and cats (DONT MAKE ME CHOOSE), being creative in whichever way i can be, winter/cold weather/rainy days/storms, watching anime, making friends in fandom, collectibles and buying blind boxes (i have a growing smiski collection), horror movies that are cunty and fun and not too scary

dislikes: crowded/loud places, hot weather, heights, the ocean, mean people, cilantro, super scary or gory horror movies, phone calls, replying to emails

even though i would love to be a professional fanfic writer and scroll tumblr all day every day, i am working towards a career in the medical field (wow)

i love receiving hc prompt or ficlet prompt requests so if there's anything reddie or IT (or any of the other fandoms i listed...) related things you wanna see me write about my asks are always open :)

ANYWAYS so yeah that's all there is to know about sunshinereddie nice to meet you all :] like i said my asks are always open and i always love receiving messages and questions from u guys whether it's IT related or not and i love the little community i get to be a part of with this blog. SO YEAH NICE TO MEET YOU AND WELCOME TO MY PAGE (or thanks for sticking around if you've been here) and have a lovely day

#did anyone ask for this no but you are going to get it anyways

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sailorsoons · 1 month ago

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Hi I'm a new baby carat and I wanted to ask if I should stop stanning seventeen? Like all of this boycott going on. Does this mean I should hate on them? I genuinely don't understand. English is not my first language. Can you please clarify because people are saying they are 'stepping back from seventeen' what does this mean? And your post about jeonghan enlisting and carats losing all the plot. I didn't understand that. This is my first time stanning a kpop group so I don't know what to do. I'm genuinely asking please don't think I'm mocking you or anything!

Hi, I think the most important thing to takeaway from all of the discourse going on is that you should participate in fandom and interact with Seventeen's content however you want to and however you're comfortable doing. There is no right or wrong answer. It is okay to be upset with them and still consume or read content about them. Two things can be true at once: you can be really upset with someone and not like something they're doing, and you can still like their music and listen to it because it's a source of joy for you. This isn't hypocrisy, this is cognitive dissonance and we need to be comfortable living in it.

None of the conversations right now mean you should hate Seventeen at all. No one who is upset with them hates them. I think that, unfortunately - and this applies really specifically to Western online discourse because I don't know if it's the same everywhere else - society is now unable to separate criticism from sending hate. We have reached a point where feedback, criticism, discussion and voiced opinions are considered 'being a hater' or 'sending hate' or 'unstanning' and that's really not the case at all. Providing feedback, input and criticism has always been a part of media, fandom and other industries in general, but we have really lost our way in that functionality of how communication works and it's turned into people accusing those giving feedback as 'hating' something when that is not, in fact, the case.

When people say they're stepping back from Seventeen, they just mean they need a bit of a mental break or some clarity. For a lot of us, it's an uncomfortable situation to write/produce stories about Seventeen when they are actively doing things in real life that go against 1) what you believe in 2) probably how you portray them in fanfic 3) the standards you would hold your friends to. So it puts a bit of pressure on content creators to keep writing for people who are essentially not aligning with their ethics and beliefs, on top of the fact that most of the people I know who are in fandom right now have been having a really hard year or have been really busy with life and work. So rather than try to be active in a space that is tiring them out while Seventeen is also creating some discourse, it's easier to step back and I fully support them.

My comment about Jeonghan enlisting and us losing the plot was totally a joke. It was more of me poking fun at the fact that Jeonghan enlisted and now we have a whole bunch of problems with the way Seventeen is promoting themselves and some of the people they're doing business with. I do not actually believe Jeonghan not being enlisted would have stopped that, I was just being silly!

I hope this helps give a little bit of clarity to some of your questions. Being in fandom is hard sometimes because we have a sort of pseudo-symbiotic relationship with the people we're fans of because a lot of us consume/create content made based on them, and when stuff like this happens, it causes causes because people don't know how they should respond, react, or what the right course of action is.

My advice is to take the course of action that feels right to you. The only person you have to answer to at the end of the day is you, so please do not feel pressured to do anything except what you want!

Please let me know if there's any other way I can help clarify! I know it's kind of scary to ask or figure out what the hell is going on but I am always happy to try and shed light.

#replies

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yandere-daze · 2 months ago

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Man it really is so scary to be writing something for a new fandom / character for the first or second time. Like because I write mostly yandere stuff there is always deviation and reimagining of canon but I'm still always really scared that I'm writing a character way too ooc. I usually try to draw yandere characteristics from their actual behaviour and personality but I can't help but doubt myself every time.

And honestly, it just makes me think about when we all got so serious about writing fanfiction that the thought of mischaracterizing someone is actually scary. I remember reading completely ooc or silly fanfics back then and loving it. So why am I so critical and nervous when writing myself?

There are so many silly or even nonsensical ideas in my head but I never dare to actually write it down because I think "this is stupid. they wouldn't do that. that's unrealistic and would never happen". and like. am I the only one that kind of thinks that this is sad and misses the whimsy?

#sorry for the nonsensical rant here lol

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tashacee · 2 months ago

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Do you have any advice for someone just getting into writing for Linked Universe? There are a lot of moving parts, and I'm not quite sure how to handle it all.

Hi friend!

It can be super intimidating jumping into a new subject like that. Linked Universe has nine moving parts at minimum and it's. Woah. Yeah. A lot.

But that's okay! That's normal!

Two things you need to remember:

1- What you are feeling right now has been felt by everyone else writing for this fandom

2- No one can write the story in your head as well as you can.

So! With all that said, here is what I did when I was getting into it. When I first started writing for this fandom, it was my first time writing in about 5 years and my first time putting my writing online since some truly dodgy phantom of the opera fanfic in 2009 (now long wiped from the internet, alas).

It was scary. Trying to figure out how to write even a few of these distinct characters and make them all feel individual was a lot, and the idea of nine of them was slightly absurd. What I did was do a Links Meet Story - each chapter I added a new Link, which helped build up at a more steady pace and kind of eased me into it.

Of course, once you're used to the idea of writing at least nine people to the scene, there's then the issue of making sure you give each character enough screen time. Something that I still do is keep a list of all the Chain beside me and tick off who has gotten to 'speak' in a scene.

Sometimes, if I know I want to get everyone speaking but want it more random, or to have a different chapter for every character but want to make sure it's not the same cycle every time, I put all the names into a Spin The Wheel and use that to go through the boys.

But yeah. Always keep a list. And make sure if you need to show where everyone is or have everyone speak, you tick them off on that list.

Otherwise you realise after you post a chapter that you've not said where Legend is and you get a tonne of excited messages theorising where he is when really you just forgot. So then you have to come up with a new plotline to make a cool interesting reason why he wasn't there.

Oops.

But yes! That is my advice. If you are nervous, build it up slowly, and don't forget that not everyone has to be in every scene!

And also keep a list of every Link. Trust me. You will thank yourself.

And trust yourself! You can do this, and I can't wait to see what you create!

#it me #replies #writing #advice

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waketoweep · 1 year ago

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rokuhira chihiro/gn!reader. fluff.

stranger!rokuhira chihiro who met you, a nobody, for the first time in the busy streets.

stranger!rokuhira chihiro who helped you out from getting kidnapped by the hishaku in literal broad daylight.

stranger!rokuhira chihiro who found out that you were an important and valuable asset to the hishaku's plans so he decided he is going to and will protect you from them and make sure you won't get harmed.

guard dog!rokuhira chihiro who may look indifferent from the inside, but is actually surprised that he could even proposed the idea to you. he was enamoured by your beauty from the time you first met each other.

guard dog!rokuhira chihiro who as always takes his job seriously. also makes sure that you are fine with whatever he's going to do and might do in case of danger.

guard dog!rokuhira chihiro who is undoubtedly a scary man when he saw you getting threatened by his enemies. he heard you cried out for him to save you, chihiro didn't want to ever see you cry. chihiro would swiftly kill them with a blank expression in his face, with no remorse.

guard dog!rokuhira chihiro whose face slowly turning red as his face was near yours after he bridal carried you away from your enemies. both of you could feel each other's breath, lips ridiculously close. this was chihiro's first time being this close to someone, yet alone with a woman.

guard dog!rokuhira chihiro who slowly began to catch feelings for you. this kind of romantic feelings was new to him, and he doesn't know if this would lead to his and your end, or if this would lead to your happy ending.

boyfriend!rokuhira chihiro who confessed to you with a straight face (though inside his heart was beating so fast he thought he could die). all these years he had lived his life through his desire for revenge for his father's death, and for once, he wanted to do something for himself.

boyfriend!rokuhira chihiro who swore his life to you. he knelt infront of you standing, his hand holding yours and kissed it gently. he told you that he will be your sword, and if you want him to kill your enemies, he would do as you wish.

࿐ waketoweep.

my contribution to the kagurabachi fanfic/fandom. first time making an x reader because i have only written canon x canon and canon x oc fics. had to write this out because the lack of kagurabachi/chihiro fics are killing me soooo :)

i have the tendency to hyperfixate to fandoms with little to no fanfics.

#kagurabachi #kagurabachi x reader #rokuhira chihiro x reader #chihiro rokuhira x reader #chihiro rokuhira #waketoweep

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itficlibrary · 5 months ago

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myloveforhergoeson · 5 months ago

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hi friends

as i said in this post, it's well overdue the btr bloggers on this site had some time where we just flat-out told each other how much we appreciate each other!

whether you share your own thoughts about the show, write, draw, make edits, or simply lurk - we all make this small fandom go round! and i'd love it if this SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 1ST - we took some time to let each other know!

below the cut, please find some messages you can copy and paste to leave in the ask box, the comment section, someone's dms, etc of your favorite btr creators/mutuals/followers/accounts. ideally, this doesn't even stay on tumblr, regardless if other fans don't know about it. take these messages to ao3, Instagram, wattpad, bluesky, anywhere where you follow someone who posts btr content you appreciate!

and finally, every fandom could use a day like this honestly. i do not care if someone copies this entire post and spreads it into their own circles. in fact - PLEASE do!

thank you for listening - everything you may need is under here!! <3

hi again - a quick note from me: please find a handful of copy and paste messages to send to your fav btr creators... but more than anything i encourage you to send your own kind words and praises to them first!!! i know that words can be hard, and sending something to someone you don't know can be scary, so if you do so require, using the templates is just fine :) i'll break them up into content sections below. if i missed any, or anyone has some of their own to share, please add on!!

general

got a fav btr blogger and you just don't know what to say to them? look no farther, i've got you covered! starting out from basic statements and going on to more specific with some fill in the blank elements :3 - hey! i love your btr posts, they always make me laugh! - i need all your btr posts on my blog IMMEDIATELY!!! - your btr posts have helped inspire me to make my own! - your btr headcannons are so interesting, they've helped me understand my favorite characters in a new way! - [SPECIFIC BTR POST] lives in my head rent free! - [SPECIFIC PIECE OF BTR CONTENT] is awesome! - your post about [SPECIFIC BTR HEADCANON] really got me thinking... do you have any more thoughts to share? i'd love to hear them! - reblog your fav btr posts again!!!!

for fic writers

someone's btr fic leave a lasting impression on you? love someone's analyzed a character and their dynamic? put your favorite character in a Situation? written ship content? or oc content? or x reader content? doesn't matter if it was written when the show first came out or if it was written yesterday - let them know either here or on their preferred writing platform! - i always look forward to your next writing project! - [SPECIFIC STORY] is one of my favorite btr works ever! - i love the way you write [CHARACTER/DYNAMIC/SHIP ETC] - i'm subscribed to all your writing platforms - i never miss a story! - this [LINE/PARAGRAPH/THEME IN STORY ETC] in your [WORK] really spoke to me! - your [CROSSOVER/AU/CANON-DIVERGENCE] was so interesting! i loved seeing the characters in a new setting! - writers love questions about their work... ever wonder why they wrote something a certain way or diverged from canon to make something true? ask them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - reblog and share links to your favorite stories on your own blog!! - has someone ever made something for one of YOUR written works? let them know how much you appreciate it too!!

for editers

from videos, to gifs, to fanmixes, to posters, to meme makers and soooo much more, there are no shortage of wonderful editers in our circle!! ever wanted to tell them how much you loved their stuff? now's your big chance!!!!!!! - can't stop thinking about that [CHARACTER/SHIP/ETC] edit you made! the clips and song you chose matched them perfectly! - the gifsets you posted of [SCENE/CHARACTER/SHIP/ETC] were beautiful! i can tell you put a lot of time and effort into making them - i am obsessed with your [CHARACTER/SHIP/ETC] fanmix!! the songs were well chosen - i've found some new favs through the playlist!! - your btr edited memes always make me laugh! - reblog your favorite works to you blog again! - if you have questions about the programs the person used, what inspired their choices, how long it took them - ask!!!!! ask!!!!!!!!!!!!! - someone ever make an edit based off of something you said or made? be sore to let them know how much it meant to you!

for artists

be it from the basics of pencil and paper all the way up to some fancy digital program, we love our artists regardless of their medium!! someone make a piece of fan art you love? comics you can't get enough of? drew your fav in just the right way? or depicted an oc or self-insert you adore? they deserve to know!!!!! - your artwork is so beautiful! [SPECIFIC PIECE] is my favorite! - this artstyle is so unique - i love seeing my favorite characters drawn this way - you depict [CHARACTER/SCENE/SHIP/ETC] so well! it's gorgeous! - the time and dedication you put into your craft is clear - your artwork is incredible! - want to learn more about this artist's choices or medium? ask!! - be sure to reblog your fav pieces to your blog again! - has anyone made a piece of art based on something you've made? tell them how thankful you are for it!!!!!

i know there are MANY more categories of fandom blogger out there, but i believe this covers the main types. please feel free to add on your own categories if you feel so inclined :3

while these are all intended for the ask box, dms, or comment section, if you want to make a post, be sure to tag the specific people you want to appreciate!! and if everyone uses the tag:

#btr creator appreciation day 2025

we'll all have a nice collection of everything everyone shared (on tumblr at least!)

that's all i have for now, so i'll step down off my soap box. see yall SATURDAY FEBRUARY 1ST!!!!!!!!!!!! <333

(tagging those who seemed interested: @icegirl2772 @fiyero3305 @happinessismagicc @partiallypearl @day-dreams22 @naquey @invadericee @uncarved-turnip @elitheidiot1 @cant-get-enough-btr-forever @bunnyfern)

#please rb to spread the word tyyy <3 ily #if this flops no one saw this #big time rush #james diamond #kendall knight #logan mitchell #carlos garcia #james maslow #kendall schmidt #carlos penavega #logan henderson

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sepublic · 1 year ago

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The Owl House's Ending Anniversary...

So it's officially been one whole year since The Owl House ended.

One year ago, I wondered how I would move on. How I would keep going. But I also knew I would, no matter what, because time keeps going on. Things will eventually pass, they always do, that's how so many moments and days for me have gone. Even entire periods of my life.

So I'm not surprised how things have gone on since then; I still had plenty more things to say about TOH, and I still love it just as I have. I've gotten new hyperfixations, and even returned to old ones as some of you can see with recent posts, so it's only a matter of time before TOH circles back again.

And man does it feel so slow, only to feel so brief, it really feels like this anniversary has snuck up on and surprised me! And once again, we have some other, appropriate event lined up; A solar eclipse on this anniversary! Luckily there's no sigils nor coven heads gathered to make me worry. But dang, it was raining in Connecticut when Luz returned there, and it was the rebirth of Jesus when Luz was resurrected.

Makes me wonder if anyone of the Boiling Isles, justifiably, has had PTSD from solar eclipses, and dreaded any that showed up, despite knowing it couldn't happen again. People must've held their breaths the entire time during the first eclipse, panicked at even the slightest fatigue, and then it passed and they realized it really was impermanent and over. And that there was another step towards moving on, which I guess I can relate to now, though this is something I'm much less happy to see gone.

I think a lot about how TOH has influenced both me and my writing, how I approach characters and stories now. I've found myself gravitating more and more towards personal, character-driven stories and situations now. I still have a bit of a taste for grander-scale stuff, but TOH was special for me in that it feels like the first time I really got and understood a show and its characters from the ground-up as I experienced it all in real time. The first time I truly grasped themes and character arcs and could make reasoned predictions based on those, some of which came true! It really feels like THE big start of my media literacy in a way?

It's been fun looking back at TOH as a 'whole' work more or less to reevaluate, and learning other things behind-the-scenes about the show. We've had a few more livestreams and stuff confirmed. Dana's done more drawings, including on her Patreon.

I haven't been writing as much TOH stuff lately, and tbf I've already said soooo much. I might have other, new things to say later down the line, and I do have a few thoughts I've written in notes that maybe could be fully-fledged posts in their own right. I've found comparisons to protagonists of other media, like Miles Morales, or Arin from Ninjago.

The Owl House still is and will probably always be something truly special to me; It feels like my first real fandom experience. My first time understanding and learning a show, appreciating it as it develops and even as I speculate. It broadened my tastes and horizons, my ability to participate with others in stuff.

I miss it; I miss new episodes, new developments. I'm still agonized over things that could've been, things I would've loved to see more of. I'm apprehensive over whether we'll get that Raeda prequel because I don't wanna get my hopes up. Plus Dana needs a well-deserved break and is trying and experimenting with new, different things. And I get that.

It's bittersweet, it's scary, it's freeing, it's sad, it's happy. I've gone so far, this show and fandom has gone so far. And it'll keep going, it has to, time keeps marching on. Luz had to lose her father Manny, process that, but still keep going and must be surprised looking back how much she's adjusted since then, how much she's still grown and gained and learned, while still holding him dear; The same applies for the Titan and the magic she once wielded. With grief and acceptance being a core theme in this show, I'm not surprised that it prepped up the viewers to do the same, and now we have.

And you know what? I'm gonna keep going on, like Luz Noceda, possibly my favorite protagonist of all time, one of the greats and a huge inspiration now for how I really want to write and focus on my own protagonists, too. I'm gonna keep doing this like it never ended. The rate and frequency might fluctuate, but every now and then I'll have things to say, and stuff to drop by and check, such as with the tag and the occasional trending post, others' reblogs, and so forth.

So again, thanks to Dana and the crew. Thanks to Luz Noceda, Eda Clawthorne, King Clawthorne, and the other many, many characters! Luz's story is one where it feels like the show really is about her at its core and wraps around to her, and I want to do a story one day that accomplishes the same feeling. And as I see how Dana has been inspired by past influences, I can't help but look forward to future generations and stories that will themselves have been inspired by The Owl House, I know I've been already, retroactively applying it to things that were already fairly compatible to begin with, and really needed the fresh breath of new inspiration.

I'm repeating a lot of the same things I've said last year. Will I say the same stuff another whole year from now? I'll see. But until next time... BBBBYYYYYYEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

#the owl house #ramblings #meta #nostalgia #psa #the owl house anniversary

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dumbseee · 6 months ago

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when you lose your brother to the maze, and minho is there to comfort you.

warnings: character death, grief, angst to fluff.

note: the tmr fandom is pretty much nonexistent but i’m in my tmr era and i needed to write for my fav character avajzjkzk / also happy new year!! lots of love and good things for you for 2025 <3333

you’ve been in the maze for six months now, working as a med-jack alongside clint and jeff, you loved your job. taking care of others was your thing, and you did an actual good job at being the glade’s doctor. the boys trusted you and often came to you, even if it was just to talk about their nightmares or worries.

you arrived into the box with your brother, derek. at first, you didn’t know who he was, arriving in a box with a guy you didn’t know, to then find out that you were stuck in a place full of boys, it was pretty scary.

but the memories came back after a few weeks, you started with having dreams, who turned out to be forgotten memories of you and your brother. apparently you remembered each other at the same time, because when you opened the door of your cabin, to go see him, he was already standing on your doorway, with tears in his eyes.

your brother was your anchor, the only thing keeping you sane enough to keep helping keeping the others stay sane.

he was a runner, and you hated it. he was constantly putting himself in danger, in hope to find a way out this place. that’s how he was, helpful and selfless.

and that eventually killed him.

the day started off as normal, with you in the med-hut, bandaging a slicer’s finger. with a glance to the window, you could see the sun starting to cast, meaning that the runners would be there soon. you haven’t had the chance to speak to your brother in a while, and you missed him.

"derek is so lucky to have you as his sister." the slicer told you, eyes on what you were doing. you scoffed, "well, make sure to remind him of that, because the runners are back and he still hasn’t come to greet his sister." she joked, which earned a laugh out of the slicer.

once you finished, he got up and thanked you, you smiled at him and watched him leave. hands on your hips, you started to grow irritated, you heard the dooming sound of the doors closing for the day. and still no sign of derek. he’d always check on you before going to the map room and fulfill his runner duties.

call it sibling connection, but you felt something was wrong.

so you popped your head out the hut, and frowned once you saw a group of boys gathered in front of the now closed gates. you slowly walked towards them, your heart beating against your rib cage.

it was a weird feeling, really, but for each step you took, you felt your heart tighten even more.

and the looks some of the gladers threw your way, didn’t reassure you at all. even gally lowered his head once he saw you, looking absolutely devastated.

no. it couldn’t be.

"where is derek?" you didn’t want your voice to break, but it did.

you saw alby, newt and minho, derek’s keeper. ben was also there, sitting on the ground with his head in his hands. ben was derek’s running partner.

"answer me." you repeated, tone harsher and tears threatening to fall.

you didn’t need anyone to say the words, you weren’t stupid, ben was here but derek wasn’t and the doors were closed. at the realisation, you felt your knees giving up on you, as minho and newt rushed to your sides.

you turned to the keeper, grabbing his collar, he looked at you, and you hated how his face showed no expression.

"you lost my brother, right?" you didn’t want to be mean to him, you knew he had nothing to do with this. but you couldn’t help it, you needed to blame someone that was there. you needed to yell at someone, hate them, hit them. you couldn’t do all that to the creators, you didn’t know if they existed in the first place.

"derek got lost, ben tried to find him but it was too late, i’m sorry y/n." alby told you and it finally sink in.

your brother was dead. your best friend was gone, forever.

"you’re lying…" you mumbled, tears steaming down your face as newt buried his head against your shoulder. "you’re fucking lying!" you yelled, and alby looked to the ground, eventually shushing everyone away.

you cried, you yelled, you even pushed the two boys holding you, away. standing up on wobbly legs, you pointed at minho, anger and grief taking over.

"you killed him, i told you to not make him a runner!" you pushed minho on his chest before taking away, newt wanted to go after her, but got stopped by minho’s hand.

"i’ll get her." his eyes were focused on your frame, you were headed to the pond, where you and your brother always came when you needed a break from the glade.

you couldn’t stop crying, you felt like your heart had been teared off your chest, the pain was unbearable. and worst of it, you felt like you haven’t grasp the severity of the situation yet. your little derek was gone, forever, you would never be able to walk off this place with him. you wouldn’t be able to achieve any of the dreams you had together. you lost your protector, you lost your will to live.

what was stopping you to run into the maze, straight into a griever’s robotic hands?

what you told minho was true, you were strictly against derek joining the runners. derek was quick, it was a fact, but he was also the youngest, the shortest and you suspected him to have a breathing condition with the way he’d return to the glade, panting like a dog, on the verge of passing out, while ben would always be as good as new.

but minho didn’t listen, not because he absolutely wanted derek on the team, but because derek had begged him, day and night. and minho couldn’t say no to those begging eyes of his.

because he also had your eyes.

minho was standing behind you, eyes focused on your sobbing form, he didn’t know if he had the right to be the one to comfort you, but he wanted to. he wanted to be the shoulder you could lie on when you needed it.

because you were always that shoulder to everyone else, but who was yours?

minho saw you as the ray of sunshine in the gloomy weather that was the glade. just by looking at you, his day would brighten up immediately. the two of you weren’t close and you even wondered if minho actually liked you. he never looked at you, never spoke a word to you, it was as if you didn’t exist in his world.

but you were so far from the truth.

minho was skilled at acting unbothered and uninterested when he actually was. whenever you weren’t looking, his eyes would find you immediately. sometimes he even thought about asking ben to push him, when they were out in the maze, so he could have an excuse to show up in the med-hut and ask for you.

he actually did it once, but it was a rather busy day in the med-hut so he got healed by jeff, and sulked during the process.

whenever he’d caught one or two gladers staring at you a little too much, he’d put himself in their way and glare at them. which sent a good message to everyone, you weren’t to mess with.

it was a secret to no glader, that minho had always his eyes on you.

he didn’t know why but he just convinced himself that you’d never be interested in talking with him, you were well surrounded. well, who knew the infamous keeper of the runners could be insecure?

minho decided to take the courage to walk towards you, silently sitting next to you, on the grass. you had gathered your knees against your chest, wrapping your arms around your legs and burying your face in it. you heard the sudden shifting next to you and slowly took a peek, to see who came to check on you. expecting newt or even jeff, you bit your lip when you saw minho.

he was looking straight ahead, jaw clenched and for the first time since you got here, he was showing emotions.

"i’m sorry for snapping at you." your voice was broken between sobs, and the sound broke minho’s already shattered heart. he glanced at you with a soft smile and scooted closer to you, silently asking you if the closeness was okay. you nodded and now he was so close to you, that your arms were touching.

"don’t apologise, you were right." minho had started to notice derek’s breathing condition and wanted to voice it to alby and later to the med-jacks but the thought always slipped out his mind. and now he had lost derek to his own carelessness. he knew he’d never be able to forgive himself for that.

"no, we both know who is to blame here." you sniffed, looking at the peacefulness of the pond. silence fell upon you for a minute, before you spoke up again.

"i don’t know how i’m supposed to live without him, minho." you broke into tears again and minho wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pushing you closer to him so your head was now resting against his shoulder. "you’re strong, the strongest here in my eyes, and you’re not alone." he reassured you, his tone sincere.

"i’ll protect you with my life, if we ever get there."

#tmr fandom #tmr minho #tmr #the maze runner #the maze runner minho #minho #minho tmr #minho the maze runner #tmr fanfic #tmr imagines #minho imagines #fanfic

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