#you dont get to judge mate you dont have any

[urisk-factor]

I'm at a point in my life that I genuinely can't tell if the old people who stare at me with disgusted looks on their face are doing it because:

A) I have very short hair and that's apparently unacceptable in a young person

B) I am holding a toy bunny as an adult

C) I use a walking stick despite appearing fine at a first glance

D) (I'm just realizing this now after making most of the post) I wear dark sunglasses all the time because my eyes are so sensitive to light they're the only thing stopping my eyes from hurting from all the light

It's quite possibly a combination

[onskepa]

Hi how are you? If you want, could you tell us what your headcanons would be for what the Sully children's relationship would be like with a human/avatar mother who was mated with Jake and Neytiri? Thank you very much, have a great day!

I can see a lot of possible outcomes for this one! So here ya go! Enjoy!

P.S: Reader will not be given a name in this one, instead she will be called "small mama"

Pinnacle protection

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Pinnacle motherhood

Right off the bat, the whole family loves their third mother, second mate. Jake sully couldn't ask for a better family, and better mates. Especially his little human mate. Neytiri will agree with him, while yes she has her children to hug, her little mate is just what she needs. Something small yet full of love just for her. 

Now like any trio, there is a balance between the parents. Jake is the head of the family, the brains with his clever ideas. Neytiri at times can be the brains but most muscle due to her skills in fighting and hunting. And their beloved human is the heart of the family. Keeping everyone together. 

And like any child, the sully kids will have favorites. And their favorite is their amazing human mother. She is the most fun, loving parent any child could ever ask for. Are they not getting their way with Jake or neytiri? To mama it is! And mama will always fold by the simple look of her kids. 

Another thing about their favorite mama, they all believe she has the power to read their minds. How else would it explain she knows their next move? 

Lo’ak and tuk can recall so many instances where they were barely forming an idea only for their mama to say “dont even think about it” or “it is not worth the trouble”. 

For neteyam, as he is the oldest he does try to be a good example for his mischievous siblings, along with holding so many responsibilities, but he can always count on his small mama for anything. Small mama consoles him, talking about anything neteyam has his mind about. 

Unlike Jake or neytiri who neteyam has to put up a strong warrior face, with a small mama he can revert back to being a baby with her. He feels safe and be a kid again with her. And small mama always called him her “little baby boy”. Neteyam won't admit it but he likes it when she calls him that. 

For kiri, she definitely adores her small mama. She is closer to her third parent than she is with neytiri. Not to be mean or anything. But with Jake, Kiri can talk about what odd things happen around her, ask her about her mother and stuff but with her small mama. Well, she can express far more with her, be free to say anything not be judged upon. Kiri can dare say small mama understands her more than anyone in the world.

With tuk, the baby of the family. Why, she loves to be the taller one, it makes her happy. Of course she would never tease her small mama that she is taller, but small mama would call her “tiny tuk”. A name tuk loves and will glady flex it for some reason. 

If tuk can't go somewhere with her older siblings, small mama would personally take her anywhere she wants to go. As long as it is safe. With small mama, everything is fun and never boring. Tuk loves the times where her hair is braided or she braids small mama’s hair. 

Now, if small mama would use her avatar, nothing much would change. Except that now the kids will demand piggy back rides. Tuk or lo’ak would be front of the line for that.  

Hunting would be easier and much more fun with jake and neytiri, running, riding their ikrans, less risk overall. 

Even with her avatar, she is still short compared to her two mates. She is smaller than Neytiri by 9 ½ inches. Not something she is super thrilled about. No matter what body, she is still small mama through and through. 

Small mama is forever grateful to live her best life with her family, loving them and saying her thanks to Eywa for blessing her to be the best of her two worlds. Through hardships, through trials, small mama has a mighty heart and a roar of an ikran. Yes sometimes she might be stressed or frustrated but life is not perfect. Small mama knows that all too well. But there is nothing better than what she has. 

[orobaxis]

Hiii! I loved your last Ominis X reader fic so much 😍 I really hope you write more!! I have a few prompts I’d love to read but feel free to pick and choose any ones you like because I’ll take any Ominis content you give 🥰

- Reader gets hurt and has to go to the hospital wing. Ominis is super worried and spends as much time as he can with them.

- Reader falls asleep on Ominis’ shoulder (or vice versa)

- Ominis getting bad dating/flirting advice from Sebastian to use on reader. Queue a facepalm from Anne and a very confused reader

- Reader comforts Ominis after he receives a particularly bad howler from his parents

- Ominis and reader each trying to build up the courage to initiate their first kiss.

these are all so sweet oml!! ! happy valentine's day everyone! thank you for all the love! <3

valentine's day chaos

ominis gaunt x reader (hogwarts legacy)

word count: 1200

prompts:

-Ominis getting bad dating/flirting advice from Sebastian to use on reader

-Reader gets hurt and has to go to the hospital wing

-Reader falls asleep on Ominis’ shoulder

and another ask: Loved your Ominis story! More pleaseee! Maybe from the prompt list: “are you really so oblivious?” I feel like that’s so very Ominis to say haha!

beware of spoilers in the comments/tags/reblogs!

ominis was doomed the moment he started to ask sebastian

unfortunately for him, he doesn't really trust anyone else for this super secret task he has appointed himself, and who else would he ask if not for his best mate sebastian? (literally anyone else)

"you want to ask y/n out on a date, do you?"

ominis tries to hide his shock, "what makes you say that?"

sebastian shrugs matter-of-factly, "well, it's valentine's day, and you've been talking about y/n all day today"

they both turn their heads to the sounds of y/n and anne laughing as they play summoner's court

"i have an idea on how you can woo y/n," sebastian suggests, and he basically sees ominis' ears twitch in interest

"well?" ominis starts, almost irritated, as he waits for sebastian, "what is it?"

sebastian smirks, "i know she will appreciate this and you will successfully woo y/n. women love grand gestures of love, y'know."

cut to charms class, all four of you are (kind of) listening to professor ronen talk about some softening charm when

BAM! the door burst open

you crane your head to see...

dwarves

three of them, wearing golden wings and carrying harps, making them resemble cupids...if not for the scowls on their faces

it may as well be goblins from the way they scowl and look around the room

you and anne exchange curious looks, wondering if professor ronen has somehow hired these dwarves, but judging from the curious look on his face as well, you doubt it

you miss sebastian elbowing ominis, an excited look on his face, and whispering, "here they are"

"y/n l/n?" one gruff dwarf calls out

you shrink next to anne, unsure of what the dwarf wants, but you have a sense that it wasn't good

professor ronen, bless him, is very confused, "um... excuse me?"

"are you y/n?"

"err, no...but--"

"y/n l/n?!" all three dwarves shout

anne pipes up, "here! she's here!" raising her hand to point at you

you try to glare at her, curious and anxious about the dwarves

one dwarf tosses you what appears to be a box of chocolates, which you almost drop, while another one clears his throat before reciting in a gruff voice

"y/n l/n, the sound of your laugh

is like my calming draught

i wish we would hug

you are a beauty and me, a lousy dugbog"

"dugbog??" ominis hisses at sebastian, who looks proud of his creation

everyone in the classroom giggles as the three dwarves try to do a pirouette and then vanish

"oh y/n," anne exclaims, "that was so..."

"sweet?" sebastian suggests

"embarrassing!" anne retorts with a laugh. behind her, you dont notice ominis turning pale (paler than he usually is already) before sending a mean elbow into sebastian's stomach (a hex too)

as the class tries to transition back to class, you see looks on their faces, excited to see what is inside the box

you open it and you see a chocolate frog

"oh," you sigh, relieved, before smiling, "this isn't so bad."

when you bite into it however, you feel your stomach turn

professor ronen and anne must have noticed how green you looked as the professor quickly produces a bag in front of you

you proceed to empty the contents of your stomach into the bag

anne frowns at this, "it's a vomiting valentine! it's a nasty thing you usually send to someone who broke your heart on valentine's day!"

"quickly, miss sallow," professor ronen instructs, "please take her to the hospital wing!"

this time, it was sebastian's turn--appearing greener than a frog.

"sallow, what have you done?" ominis hisses, "i thought you said this would work!"

"the dwarves worked, didn't they? they must have picked up a different package, she wasn't supposed to get the vomiting valentine!"

"you oaf!" the gaunt boy huffs as he and sebastian follow you and anne out of the classroom and to the hospital wing, ignoring professor ronen's shouts

-

thankfully, nurse blainey is able to solve your...valentine's malady

ominis, however, is so consumed by guilt, and in his head he just keeps regretting having asked sebastian for help

so when he and seb find you recovering in the hospital wing, he's relieved

and he decides that this should be the time to apologize

"some valentine's, huh?" you smile at them

in seb's quest to ask for ominis' forgiveness, he manages to drag his sister away from the hospital wing

you smile at them and wave, before turning to ominis, who looks stiff as a board, "ominis, are you alright?"

his voice is hard, "you got hurt."

you gesture to yourself, "this? oh it was nothing," you wave your hand to dismiss it

"no," he replies, "you got hurt...because of m- some stupid, stupid valentine's day prank. and you got embarrassed by those dwarves too."

you can see how much this is affecting ominis, so you try to reach for him, settling for his hand

you pull him closer to you, telling him to sit beside you on the bed, "i'll move over, sit here with me"

ominis hums, and sits beside you

"it's all sebastian's fault"

you turn your head to look at him, confused, "seb?"

"yes, he ordered those dwarves...they must have switched the package with the vomiting valentine"

hearing this from ominis kind of deflates you, and you unconsciously turn away from him

"oh...sebastian did those for me? does he...like me?"

ominis gapes in shock, eyebrows raising, "no! i mean...yes, he did all those...but he doesn't like you! he doesn't hate you either...i just meant--"

he sighs, "i asked him for help on what to give you for valentine's day...so this was all his idea. i thought...you'd like these grand gestures and--"

"wait," you perk up, smiling. ominis can hear the joy in your voice, "you...like me?"

now it's ominis' turn to look in your direction, head tilting in curiosity, "yes, of course. are you really so oblivious?"

you laugh, in shock, in relief, as you clutch his hand happily. "i guess i am. but even with the dwarves and the vomiting valentine, this day is still good."

"what makes you say that?"

you blush, mustering the courage to lean in and rest your head on his shoulder. he smells good, feels warm, safe. "well, because i just found out the person i like likes me back."

ominis hums happily at that, visibly relaxing.

you two don't say anything else, but you quietly relish in each other, his hands wrapped around yours

and slowly, he rests his head on top of yours, feeling your breathing becoming even

and ominis closes his eyes, taking in your scent, thinking, "yes, perhaps today wasn't so bad after all."

the twins come to check on you two in a while, and sebastian sighs in relief when they see you two resting, with your head on ominis' shoulder and his head resting on top of yours.

all's well that ends well

until...

"you won't be getting away with this, sebastian," ominis calls out.

[soomanymoths]

"Trying to destroy them" is such a hyperbolic statement (very on brand for crink). Im not destroying anyone - im fully in my right to be transparent about how i was mistreated. If you dont want to have bad things said about you - dont do bad things. Crinkle did a lot of fucked up things. And no, this is not some distant past. Only very recently did crinkle apologize to his wife for cheating and actually showed any kind of shame over his behavior towards her. He continues to lie and try to cover for himself in regards to how he treated me. "Wild things" 100% real things that i have proof for... and honestly what i shared pales in comparison to some other shit crinkle pulled during all this :') Idk what u mean by checking tags - feels like u misunderstood / didnt read correctly tbh? I always knew what fic i was reading! The explicit nature of the fic was NEVER an issue for me. The issue was that both Crinkle and Krys acted as if their brains leaked out in the discord server i made for several people - they used absolutely no content warnings, they roleplayed very explicitly anywhere they wanted while being fully aware Nightjarteeth (cr's spouse) is uncomfortable with SA, r*pe, etc. We had RP & NSFW channels for a reason - they didnt use them when it was appropriate. And while i personally have high tolerance, waking up and seeing discussions about a teenager being sodomized with a hot curling iron in a channel meant for selfies, pets etc. first thing in the morning was a bit much even for me. No warnings, no spoiler marking, nothing. Very cool and considerate /s. Honestly what you wrote just reads like you didnt bother to read what i put out - I stated my issues very clearly. But no matter, your choice to blindly believe whatever Crinkle peddles to their readers. It is pretty gullible though, for anyone to believe what he says based solely on the fact they like his fic. As you said - you dont know this person. But i do. His wife does. Two other irl's called out crinkle oh his behavior as well. The truth is not always pretty. Honestly the bottom line is that what Crinkle is doing / has done had real life consequences and that pales in comparison to me making fanart and asking questions. Both Night and I were severely hurt and mistreated in all this - it's unfortunate you're not willing to put it on the equal ground with whatever Crinkle and Krys say.

CrinklyTinfoil bs

Just a collection of receipts since krys decided to go ahead and spew such backwards bs im no longer willing to keep this to myself - i only did in the first place because crinkles spouse (nightjarteeth) asked me to keep it tucked away for a while (Night is aware of the events and supports me in the situation last i checked). Crinkle really hates the idea of their behavior backfiring & someone they hurt speaking about the experience. They will do anything to discredit people, doesnt matter if they caused the sitch in the 1st place. Its all about appearances, distorting events and grasping at straws for them. If you're their reader and you choose to believe them - remember they were comfortable pulling wool over the eyes of their spouse and someone they called a "dear friend". Ask yourself why anyone else would be exempt from this. I might update this when i have more time on my hands.

[bbyquokka]

oh god

pairing: kim seungmin x gender-neutral reader

genre: fluff (if you squint a lil), smut – MDNI

synopsis: you're seungmin's first

warnings: smut, established relationship, virgin seungmin, oral (m rec), protected sex, pet names, some nipple play

words: 2.8k ~ (2,899)

♡ m.list — ♡ you can also read it on my ao3

dont repost. dont translate. minors, ageless & default blogs; dni! feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

he wants to wait, wait for the right person and for when the time is right. everyone around him, his friends, mutuals, acquaintances, everyone he knew was out doing it and to him, he didn't see the point.

the point being, why give away something that's precious to a complete stranger. someone you don't plan on having a future with. nowadays, sex is seen as a competition instead of something that's valuable. 

men cheer on their mates when they learn each others body counts, calling their dicks big and praising them whilst comparing and contrasting their past sexual partners, telling each other every explicate detail down to the T.

seungmin just isnt like that. the amount of times he has heard about another woman's breasts and nipples is beyond him. it puts him off sex even more.

he didn't really care about sex because he has seen and heard about it so many times that's he's become desensitized to it, but he is human after all. he has needs and sometimes, a lonely night with nothing but lube, his hand and a cheesy over the top porn video isn't cutting it for him any more.

then you came along. he didn't think it was possible to get an erection just from looking at someone but as soon as he saw your beauty, his cock twitched in an instant. 

it started of slow. seungmin wanted and needed that emotional connection with you first before going any further with you. you spoke on the regular, facetime, text messages, sending each other silly memes and videos, the usual's one would say.

it wasn't until seungmin caught himself blushing and giggling at a simple text of “hi! i miss you, min! hope you're ok. 🥺🖤” did he realise that maybe, he liked you a lot more than he thought.

his heart thumped against his chest every time you touched him or looked at him. your beautiful smile and sweet voice causing his mind to go all mushy. if that wasn't enough of a sigh that he was falling for you, he would go home and masturbate for hours on end with you on the mind, your voice ringing in his ears, your face popping up in his mind. body doing all sorts of positions and poses–its almost like you're there.

he'd curse himself for being a virgin. he wanted a bit more experience in that department. scared that you would judge him for being inexperienced, he kept it a secret even after you both got together. 

it didn't take long for you to notice that seungmin was hiding something from you. every time you tried to initiate something in the bedroom, he would make up an excuse, brush you off with a lie so you confronted him about it.

filled with so much guilt for making you doubt and question yourself as well as the relationship, did he blurt out:

“i'm a virgin!”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

“yn” seungmin stutters as you kiss his neck. “w-wait.”  you pull away from him, eyebrows furrowed together. 

“everything ok, minnie?” seungmin's chest rising up and down at an uneven pace. his penis already hard just from a few neck kisses and making out with one another. he's sensitive to everything. his skin burning from the areas you have kisses and sucked. every time you drag your fingertips down his skin, it leaves behind a trail of fire.

“y-yeah. it's just, i'm just–” seungmin stutters, cheeks as red as a rose. you smile warmly at him, cupping and stroking his cheeks gently.

“hey, are you nervous?” your voice is sweet and soft. seungmin swallows thickly, nodding slowly. he's so sick with nerves, his body shaking due to the scary amount of pleasure and emotions he is feeling.

you notice his shaky hands as he reaches up to place his hand on top of yours. you remove your hand, holding it instead and stroking the back with the pad of your thumb.

“it's ok to be nervous, minnie.”

“is it though?”

“absolutely! it's new and scary. you're most likely feeling very overwhelmed with pleasure, nerves and anxiety but we take it slow, m'kay? we go at your pace.”

“does it not bother you? that i'm inexperienced.” he mumbles. you let out a soft chuckle, kissing his cheek gently.

“no, it doesn't bother me in the slightest. something like this is precious, it's precious to you so i respect that.”

“but what if i do something you don't like or–or i say something or–” he rambles. you lean in and peck his lips gently to calm him down of his nervous ramblings.

“we communicate. we're a unit, you and i. communication is the most important thing in a relationship, regardless of what type it is.  if i do something to you or say something that makes you think, oh. i don't like this, it feels weird, then tell me.”

“but what if i hurt your feelings..” his voice is nothing but a whisper as he bites his bottom lip.

“my darling. you could never hurt my feelings. i won't know unless you tell me. i'd be more upset not knowing i was doing something to you that you disliked than you being straight and honest with me.”

“ok..” seungmin chews his lips nervously, his hands still trembling against your skin. 

“hey.” you softly say, leaning in so your lips brush against his softly. he whimpers, closing his eyes slowly. “you'll be ok, i promise you.”

you kiss him softly being slow at first. you allow seungmin to slowly melt into the kiss, his lips moulding with yours and finding that perfect tempo. wanting to take the initiative and feeling a little more confident, he gently bites your bottom lip as a silent request for permission to open; to which you oblige.

parting your lips slowly, seungmin slowly slides his tongue past your lips. he whimpers a little at the feel of your tongues meeting in the middle, colliding and tangling together. saliva and breathy pants mix together. 

with shaky hands, seungmin cautiously touches your exposed chest. he gingerly plays with your nipples, flicking and tugging on them gently before rolling them between his fingers. you let out a soft groan, pleasure tingling down to your fingertips and toes.

“fuck baby. keep doing that.” you whisper.

“you like that?”

“yes. it feels good.” you groan as you slide your hand down seungmin's exposed chest and torso to cup his erection through the material of his black boxer shorts. he involuntarily bucks his hips in your hand which causes him to flush pink.

you kiss his cheek, trailing your lips along his jawline to his ear. you lick and suck on his lobe as you palm his erection, rubbing and squeezing his length.

seungmin lets out shaky breathes, his body trembling as pleasure courses through his veins. he feels so good, he's on the verge of tears and all you're doing is palming him. he has yet to feel you. with every minute that passes by, his brain slowly turns to mush. sweat accumulates on his forehead and chest, his toes curling as his hands are now stationary against your chest.

“can i give you oral?” you ask, biting your lip gently. seungmin swallows, the question ringing in his ears and making him feel dizzy.

oh fuck. oh no. god oh god! can you? the person he loves, adores and cherishes the most. the person whom he finds so unbelievably attractive, give him oral?! 

he mind and body screaming at him. he wants to yell “fuck yeah!” at you but instead, he whimpers and gives a small and shy nod. 

you beam at him as you shuffle between his parted legs. he holds his breath as he watches you, watches his many fantasies and dreams come true right before his very eyes.

grabbing the waist band of his boxers shorts, you slowly pull them down his legs and discard them on the floor by the bed. a sudden wave of embarrassment and shyness washes over seungmin, shackling him to the mattress. 

he instinctively covers his private area with his hands, his cheeks and tips of his ears red. you place your hands on top of his gently, removing them slowly as you make eye contact with seungmin. nothing but fear clouds over his pupils as he chews his bottom lip raw. 

“hey, it's ok darling. it's just me.” your voice is so soft, so soothing to him that all the fear and nervousness washes away in an instant. he lets you remove his hands, showing you all he has to offer.

“that's my boy.” you coo as you kiss his hands. he lets them flop to the side as your eyes flicker down to his penis. 

what he lacks in girth, he makes up for in size. his tip red, veins protruding along the sides and traveling to his tip. pre-cum beading and coating his skin making it glisten in the dim light with the occasionally twitch. you also notice how neatly trimmed his pubic area is.

“you have such a pretty cock, min.” you coo, watching seungmin stutter and become flustered. he never thought of his cock (or any cock for that matter) being pretty, he just thought of it as average. but hearing those words come from your mouth makes him so dizzy with lust and heat.

your hand wraps around his base. seungmin watches you with beady eyes, his chest heaving up and down in time with his laboured breaths. he bundles up the sheets in the palm of his hands as he watches you slowly stroke him.

it's slow and languid, something that normally wouldn't get seungmin off. however, it's you. it's your hand around his cock. it's your face that's so dangerously close to it. he makes a mental note of how small you look around him, his brain malfunctioning and failing to do the basic human things.

“fuck..” he mumbles as you slowly pick up the speed. you rotate your wrists at the tip, using your thumb to slowly rub it and smear the pre-cum. seungmin clenches his jaw, his body tingling and vibrating from excitement and pleasure. 

and then it happens. your lips wrapping around his tip. the warmth from your mouth paired with the wetness makes seungmin lose the ability to speak. instead, he whimpers, reaching down and tangling his fingers in your hair as he watches his cock disappearing slowly in your mouth.

you hum around him, closing your eyes as you suck. you swirl your tongue around his tip, making sure your jaw is slack to get more of him. what you fail to reach, you compensate for by stroking him in time with your sucks.

“shit shit shit. fuck–ah!” seungmin pants, tugging and gripping your hair. his head falls to the side, his bangs falling over his half lidded eyes. sweat soaks his body as pleasure and lust swamp him. he wants to cum, he most definitely could cum at any minute but he doesn't want to.

he wants to hold because he wants so much more of you. he wants to feel you, hear you and taste you. he's hungry for you, despite the fact he didn't know it could be possible.

the more time he spends inside your mouth, the more he slowly loses it. his mind is nothing but mush. his body shaking due to the high level of lust and desire. he watches you suck his cock so perfectly. he wants to praise you, to tell you how good you're doing but he can't because if he dares opens his mouth once, he's scared of the sound that'll come out.

and then you swallow. a new, alien feeling shoots up his spine. the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. the tightness of your throat around his cock automatically causing him to let out a long and throaty groan. 

you pull away with a smirk, licking your lips as you look at your fucked out lover. 

“i see you found your voice.” you giggle. 

“good..” seungmin mumbles. you laugh softly, shifting and straddling his lap. he looks up at you through his half lidded eyes. you push back his bangs, watching them automatically part and show more of his sweat coated forehead. 

his pupils blown out with lust, beads of sweat rolling down his temples. his lips parted and dry. he's a beautiful sight to see, a sight you want to see over and over again.

“shall we?” you ask. seungmin nods his head fast, making himself dizzy. you smile warmly at him before grabbing a condom and rolling it on his length.

“are you sure?”

“yes”

“a hundred percent?”

“a million trillion percent. i want this, i'm ready.” you nod, giving the tip of his nose a gentle peck.

you hover over his cock, reaching behind and holding it at the base. seungmin holds your waist as he watches you lower yourself down on his condom clasped penis. 

you groan softly, head kicking back as you feel yourself stretching out. seungmin grips your hips tightly. he thought the warmth from your mouth was good but this warmth is a feeling he cannot describe. it's so alien yet so so good to him, for him. 

the warmth paired with the tightness is too much for his body to bare. he's melting into the mattress, his body uncomfortable hot and sweaty but comfortable high with lust, adrenaline and hormones.

“oh, god..” he says through gritted teeth as he watches you lower yourself down on him. you shakily pant, planting your hands firmly on his stomach to steady yourself.

“how do you feel?”

“strange. weird. but so fucking good. it's so amazing. i'm so.. it's so–” he digs his nails into your skin as you slowly bounce on him. 

“feels good.” you moan. seungmin can't speak, only nod his head as he leans in. he buries his face into the crook of your neck, arms wrapping around your back firmly as you bounce on him at a steady pace.

he doesn't know what to do nor does he know what he is doing. his body is on autopilot, doing what he thinks and feels is best. his teeth sinking into the skin of your neck, lips trailing to your shoulder blade where he bites. 

a string of moans and fucks leave his lips unwillingly. his voice increasing and decreasing. sometimes he is loud, moaning and groaning and not caring about the neighbours. other times, he is soft and whimpering, whispering your name over and over again.

he doesn't know what he is doing, that part is true. he doesn't recognise himself, the pleasure taking over his mind and body to the point where it feels like it isn't him anymore. 

“god yn. so good, you feel so good. oh fuck me, please.” he begs. you hold onto his shoulders to steady yourself as you use your thighs to bounce faster. you kick your head back to expose your neck as you moan his name, seungmin taking full advantage of your exposed neck to kiss, lick and suck the skin.

moans and groans combined into one. seungmin's body shaking as the pit of his stomach burns. it's tight, his balls hurt and his cock twitches inside you.

“yn–”

“m-mhm?” you look at him, his eyebrows furrowed and eyes glossy. he's close to tears as he whimpers.

“hurts. close. fuck.”

“it's–it's ok. listen to your body baby.” 

“what about you?”

“don't worry about me. it's all about you tonight baby.”

sinking his teeth into your shoulder blade, you give one finally bounce and seungmin is a sobbing, whimpering mess. he holds you close to his sweaty body, the heat from you both making you feel lightheaded. his muscles spasm as he empties into the condom, nothing but soft whispers of your name ringing over and over again in your ears.

once calm, you lift yourself up and off seungmin. he takes the condom off, tying it and discarding it in the trash before pinning you down on the mattress by surprise. your eyes widen before you swallow thickly. 

something about him has changed, like a switch has been flipped suddenly. his eyes hold nothing but pure hunger for you, his cock failed to calm down. his body is buzzing and mind mushy. he's not thinking straight anymore, his actions being driven by the pure hunger he is feeling.

“s-seungmin?” you stutter. he licks his lips as he grabs another condom, rolling it on his length before teasing your entrance with his tip by rubbing it. you whimper as you watch him.

“more. i need more of you.” you both groan in unison, your body arching up off the bed as he slowly pushes his length inside. he wastes no time in thrusting. his cock stroking and caressing your insides. you grip onto the sheets, watching seungmin lose control of himself. 

“sorry. i'm so sorry. i can't stop. so hungry. more, i need so much more. please yn, please give it to me.”

you reach up to wrap your arms around his neck to pull him down to you. he pants heavily against your lips as you smirk and wrap your legs around his waist, keeping him close.

“then don't stop. we have all night, so feel free to indulge.”

note: inspiration for this mess 😃 so uh, yeah. idk what else to say because my brain is mush rn. oh! i have also been working on a lil something so keep your eyes peeled for that! don’t forget to leave feedback, reblog and tell me what you think here. curious as to what is next? here is my wips list! i hope you all enjoy! ‹3

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[masonmtxo]

Thank Your Missus... Again

Mason Mount x OC

Summary: Part 2 of Thank Your Missus

Words: 2.7k

Note: Any feedback is greatly appreciated as always ❤️

It had been around a month since the evening Woody had arrived at your house in a panic, looking for Mason to help him with an outfit and give him a pep talk for his date. Since then, as far you as you had been informed by your boyfriend, things were going swimmingly between the two.

“Did you ask him what her name is?” You asked your boyfriend one evening as he settled on the sofa beside you, not long having got back from a kick around with his mates at a local public football pitch.

“Oh shit I forgot again!” He groaned, flopping his head into your lap and grabbing your hand to place on the back of his head, silently requesting you played with his hair.

You rolled your eyes, giving his locks a gentle tug, “For fuck sake you had one job! I even text you to remind you.”

He hummed in response, too relaxed as you massaged into his scalp to carry on the conversation. Accepting defeat that you once again were left in the dark, you reached for the blanket on the back of the sofa and covering you both as you settled down for an evening of cuddling on the sofa after a day apart.

Despite the reports of the new relationship going well, the lack of details provided by Mason’s best friend was frustrating the hell out of you since you had found yourself weirdly invested after your involvement before their first date. And in typical male fashion, Mason was not being the most reliable source of information, not understanding why you found it odd he hadn’t interrogated his best friends about his new relationship.

“He’s seeing her again tonight I think,” you heard him mumble, only just catching the words as he was burrowed so close to your body, “left early to shower, said something about going out for dinner.”

“I dont get why you haven’t asked for any details, do you not wanna know more about this girl if she’s potentially dating your best friend?” You nudged him until he tilted his head away from you, muffled voice now clear.

“Na, not really,” he shrugged, “sure we will meet her some day. Probably just wants to keep it on the low until he knows its actually going somewhere.”

“That’s so odd to me,” you whined, “the girls got a play by play on the group chat after every date when we first started seeing each other. They even got a full run down after the first time we had sex.”

“What!?” Mason launched up from his position lounged against you, eyes wide with shock.

“All girls do that,” you giggled, reaching for him to pull him back into the cuddle but he resisted, not yet ready to let the topic go.

“What did you tell them?” His voice a slightly higher pitch than usual.

“Well I don’t remember exactly, it was years ago now,” you rolled your eyes as he continued to stare down at you.

“I was shit at sex then, please tell me they’ve had an updated review since,” he question, a pout now adorned his lips.

“Fucking hell Mase I didn’t give a presentation about your skills in the bedroom,” you groaned, throwing your head back against the sofa, “I would’ve just said it was good and that you have a nice dick, because it was, and you do.”

“Oh,” Mason paused, a blush spreading across his cheeks, “okay..”

He unceremoniously flopped back ontop of you, head dropping into the same place as before as your hands instinctively slipped under his jumper to stroke his back. He moaned, shifting himself impossibly closer until you heard his phone buzzing from the coffee table. You waited for him to move, carrying on your tender touches when he didn’t, ignoring whoever was on the other end of the message. Moments later it vibrated again, and again, and again.

Tired of the noise, and judging by Masons lack of movement, presuming he wasn’t going to bother checking his phone himself, you reached over to the coffee table to grab it, face ID immediately recognising yours and unlocking. Your stomach still doing a small backflip that he had that much trust in you, despite him always giving you complete access to his phone throughout your relationship.

“And?” He questioned, aware you had pulled up his incoming messages, seeing all 4 were from Nathan.

Can I stay at yours tonight?

Theres a party next door and my whole room is vibrating

Oi

Bro

“Nath said can he stay over tonight, his neighbour is having a party.”

“That alright with you?” He queried.

“Course,” you shrugged, used to Nathan being a regular guest at your house considering he used to live there with Mason before you moved in.

��No sex with my ‘nice dick’ for you tonight then,” he teased, fingers digging in to your sides to tickle you.

You squirmed, batting his hands away, “like thats ever stopped you.”

Mason shrugged in response, unable to argue the fact. You replied to Nathans message, letting him know he was more than welcome before dropping his phone back to the coffee table and resuming your previous position.

“Wanna get in bed with snacks and watch a film?” Mason asked after a period of silence, both of you just enjoying the others comforting presence.

“You get the snacks ready and I’ll go set up?” You asked, an excited smile taking over your face

“Deal.”

•••

20 minutes into the film you heard the front door open and close, Nathan letting himself in. Neither of you bothered to get up to say hello, curling closer together until you both dozed off, the film continuing to play in the background.

•••

The following morning you awoke first, eyes fluttering open to see Mason’s face inches from yours as he slept soundly with his head nestled into your pillow. You sat up after pressing a soft kiss against his forehead, detangling your limbs carefully in order to avoid waking him, leaning over to grab the tv remote a switch it off having sat on standby the whole night.

It didnt take long for Mason to stir, hands reaching across the bed to find you. Eyes still closed, he shuffled his body until he lay directly next to you, placing his head against you chest and hooking his leg over yours.

“Morning,” he grumbled, a kiss placed against your T-shirt covered sternum.

“Morning,” you smiled at his grumpiness, hand falling into his hair, an action that was so frequent in your relationship you hardly even noticed you were doing it.

Silence took over the room once again as you enjoyed that neither of you were having to rush out of bed, Mason not having to leave for training for another few hours, slow relaxed mornings your favourite way to spend time together. You flicked through your instagram, clicking onto the recent story uploads of you friends, doubling back when you realised Nathan had posted a picture of his hand gripping a girls over a candle lit dinner table last night. Your eyes darted over the photo looking for a tag, sighing in annoyance when there wasn’t one.

“Look what Nathan posted last night,” you tugged Masons hair gently to gain his attention. He shifted into a sitting position beside you, taking your phone from your hand to look.

He shrugged, disinterested in your discovery but leaned away from you when you reached to take your photo back. He flicked the camera open, a cheeky grin on his face as he snapped a photo of himself intending to post on your close friend story before pausing, looking closer at the screen.

“My skin looks shit at the moment,” he moaned, noticing a few small red bumps across his forehead and cheeks, swiftly deleting the photo in a moment of insecurity.

You reached for his chin, tilting his head towards you to look, “it’s not that bad, you have a few tiny spots.”

Ignoring you comment, he reached for his own phone to open up the camera app and continue scrutinising his face.

“We can do a face mask if you want?” You suggested gently, noticing the way he seemed to shrink in on himself.

Mason turned back to look at you, “can we do the one that smells like strawberry?”

“Course we can,” you pecked his lips, hopping out of bed and making your way to the bedroom door in just a pair of knickers and one of Mason’s t-shirts, “it’s in the main bathroom I think, I’ll be back in a second.”

You hummed to yourself at you walked across the landing and opening the bathroom door, not spotting the glow of the light coming from underneath, indicating it was already occupied.

As you entered, a head of long, messy brunette hair was the first thing you spotted of the girl rummaging through your bathroom cupboards, “Can I help you?” You blurted in shock.

“Oh my god!” She jumped, quickly spinning around to face you, hand grabbing against her chest, alarmed at your presence.

She was dressed similarly to you, wearing a black top that you instantly recognised as Nathan’s, legs bare.

“You must he Nathans missus,” you smirked, leaning casually against the doorway as you watched her curiously, “he hasnt even told us your name yet but brings you over for sleepovers apparently.”

“Oh, Im so sorry, I didn’t realise he hadn’t told you I’d be here,” she stumbled over her words, her expression even more panicked than when you had made her jump only moments before.

“Dont be silly,” you softened, your dig at Nathan being misinterpreted, “it’s basically Woody’s home too, you’re honestly welcome anytime.”

She smiled in response, nodding her head in thanks. Silence overtook the small room, both of you waiting for the other to speak, the girl looking more and more uncomfortable by the second as she realised she had just been caught by the girlfriend of her boyfriends best friend going through her bathroom cabinets while wearing just a t-shirt.

“Again, I’m so sorry,” she mumbled, “I’m Ella by the way.”

“So nice to finally meet you, and have a name at last…” you rolled your eyes, causing you both to giggle. “I’m Y/N.”

“It’s lovely to meet you y/n, to be honest I only knew of you as ‘Mason’s missus’ so it’s nice to put a name to the person for me too,” she smiled, “though not quite the circumstances I had hoped..” she cringed, head tilted towards the open cupboard to her left

“Was you looking for something?”

“A tampon. Or even a pad?” She blushed. “I’m so sorry but I came on overnight and have leaked all over your sheets in the guest room. Nathans still asleep so I’ve not managed to change them and I’m sort of panicking.” Her words were rushed, eyes widening as if she wasn’t planning on sharing the entire story with a complete stranger.

“Ahhh that’s much better than the alternative of you burglarising the place,” you giggled, attempting to ease the girls embarrassment, sympathising with her instantly.

“I didn’t know what to do. I’m so embarrassed,” she visually cringed, hands covering her face, though she seemed relieved you weren’t annoyed at her mishap.

“Don’t be silly, we’ve all been there,” you had been in a similar situation when you first started dating Mason, coming on unexpectedly while spending the weekend at his. Though you fortunately hadn’t leaked on his furniture, you did spend 20 minutes hidden in the bathroom before you found the courage to call for Mason and request he popped to the shops to get you some supplies. “Lets get you sorted, I’ve got tampons and pads in my ensuite. I’ll just get Mason to bin the sheets on his way out when he leaves for training in a bit.”

“Will Mason not be annoyed? I don’t want to make another bad impression,” She groaned, following you as you stepped out the bathroom after you had reached behind her to grab the wipes and face mask you had gone looking for in the first place, walking across the landing to the agar door of your bedroom,“I can take them to be cleaned or something?”

“Don’t worry about him. He’s well trained with periods, it’s not the first time we’ve had to throw bloody sheets out, has happened to me a few times since we moved in together,” you laughed.

You pushed the bedroom door open, revealing Mason, lying on top of the sheets playing on his phone, dressed in only his black Calvin’s. He glanced up as he heard you, quickly grabbing the blanket beside him to pull over his crotch as he spotted you had company.

“Excuse my boyfriend’s indecency,” you rolled your eyes comically, throwing the wipes and face mask onto the bed, “Ella, this is Mason. Mason, this is Ella, Woody’s girl.”

“Oi, I wasnt expecting to have a guest in my bedroom first thing in the morning,” he teased, shuffling to sit at the end of the bed, his lower half still safely under the cover of your favourite blanket, reaching a hand out to shake Ella’s politely, “Nice to meet you, Im Mason.”

She smiled, letting him know it was so nice to finally meet him too. Following you into your bathroom, she watched as you pointed to a draw to the side of the toilet.

“There’s a few different sorts of pads and tampons in there, help yourself and take as many as you need,” you smiled, squeezing her arm softly in reassurance, silently letting her know that even though you’d just met, you girls would be sticking together.

Ella reached to squeeze your hand, thanking you before you slipped out the bathroom, closing the door behind you and leaving her to it.

“She seems nice,” you whisper, climbing back into bed with your boyfriend who had shuffled himself back under the sheets and thrown the edge of the duvet back for you. He instantly grabbed your hips, pulling you over his body, sliding you further forward to sit over his lower stomach when he felt your crotch initially come into contact with his.

“Yeah, lovely,” he muttered, sitting up until his chest met yours, leaning into you as he reached for the items you’d deposited at the end of the bed, “but why was she in our room?”

You paused, hesitant to reveal what had got the girl so embarrassed, “girl stuff,” you shrugged, removing a wipe from the packet he had retrieved and beginning to wipe over his skin.

He raised a questioning eyebrow leaving you to sigh, accepting he would never be judgmental or weirded out over something as normal as a period. “She came on over night, found her in the bathroom looking for something to use but the ensuite is the only place I keep mine so…” you trailed off, gesturing behind you to the door she was behind.

Moments later, the door creaked open, Ella gingerly stepping into the bedroom and walking quickly over to the main door, a handful of supplies in her hand. “Thank you so much, so sorry to disturb you both,” you noticed the way her cheeks were still tinted pink, clearly still entirely embarrassed by her first encounter with two of the closest people to her new partner. “And thank you for letting me stay!”

“Anytime, lovely to meet you finally!” You smiled, twisting on Mason’s lap to give her a quick wave.

“See you at breakfast!” Mason chimed in, Ella’s tight expression finally falling as a giggle fell from her lips as she closed the door behind her.

•••

Still straddling your boyfriend, you sat and chatted back and forth as you waited for the pink clay masks to dry, laughing at Mason every now and then as he pulled stupid faces, the mask cracking in unflattering patterns.

His phone buzzed for his bedside cabinet, Mason lazily reaching for it, your hands now occupied playing with the hair at the nape of his neck once again.

Unlocking his phone, he let out a sharp laugh, instantly showing you the screen:

Tell your missus I said thanks… again.

[queerbatboy]

Jegulus drabble, maybe a minific?

Thinking about Biker James Potter... him and Sirius would be really into motorcycles and i can totally see them being besties who post abt their bikes like they're actual ppl.

ALSO besties Remus and Regulus who like to meet at the local cafe that Lily owns and gossip about books and people walking by when James parks outside to grab some coffees and pastries on the way to meet up with Sirius-

Remus and Reg are doing one of their favourite activities which is judging passerby's as potential dating options because Regulus is always whining about being lonely and hating seeing happy couples bc eww 🙄🙄[Remus is just as bad, only less vocal abt it.] When James walks in, Regulus is immediately VERY unsubtle about looking him up and down. Remus is now judging him bc "Mate you cant even see his face."

"Shut up. just the other day you got a glimpse of some guy at the club and have been waxing poetic about him since. i mean, honestly? all you saw was some black curly hair and a leather jacket dude."

"That's different! there was something about him i swear! and his dancing; oh the way he moved was fucking sinful you dont understand-"

"Yeah yeah i get it he looked like an angel who moved like a devil; you've told me a million times in the past 48 hours I swear. -Wait shut up shut up hes taking off the helmet look!"

"Oh? yeah i guess hes good looking, pretty face. not really my type though" Remus looks over to Regulus whose jaw is now hanging open while his eyes look as if they'll fall out of his skull if he strains them any further. "Reg, you're drooling."

"Am not."

"You so are. Go ask him for his number" Remus nudges Regulus, trying to get him to go over to the counter where James was.

"Fuck no. i'm not just going to go over there and talk to him! 'oh hi i've been staring at you since you came in because you're so hot i feel like i'm going to die if you don't look at me' i mean are you kidding?? Remus? rem- NO. nonononono don't you DARE! oh i'm going to fucking kill you."

Remus calls out and waves at James to come over, smiling at him. "Hey, my friend here was wondering what model your bike is, it looks sick."

Regulus is so fucked. Not only is the handsome stranger even hotter now that he's facing them, big brown doe eyes looking at Regulus with curiosity and, maybe, interest? shit. But the gorgeous stranger is looking at him, waiting for him to say something, and Regulus knows absolutely fucking nothing about motorcycles.

should i continue this? definitely not my best writing as its just me getting thoughts out of my head but oh boy does this AU have a chokehold on me. I'm also thinking artist reg for this au, because duh, ofc im projecting onto him. not sure what remus is doing with his life tho... open to suggestions.

Ps. btw in this AU sirius and regulus are still brothers, but they don't talk much and havent really seen eachother in a few years after a big argument about how sirius left him alone with their parents as a teenager etc.

[vshouse]

Deerplay Concepts 🦌 @rottenlapdog This is inspired by your post.

Not personally a thing I'm into so I didn't know if there was an audience.

[Minors and ageless blogs will be blocked]

Anyway

Stuff:

Antlers

Smaller stumps during shedding seasons (Vulnerable time for deer since their antlers play as defence.)

Tails and Ears (If none are out there, custom made options can be great/or homemade).

Clothes in Browns and Whites. (Easy access pieces are fantastic for primal feeling more naked even with clothes on)

Collar that doesn't jingle/jingle too loud as to not startle deer or alert predators... unless 👀

If you like makeup that can be incorporated.

Grooming brush that feels good on skin.

Salt lick like @spiraledfaun said but if you don't want salt like that use sugar cubes as a version !!

Deer snacks/Variations of them if general inedible to people/your allergies.

Vibrator harness that keeps it on your deer while theyre in the yard. On and off at random until they bleat to come in and get some attention.

Genral:

Mating season/In Heat/Required Breeding for a farm

Petting, Playing, and Attention for any pet ofc.

Scratches that make them wiggle and make their tail twitch, and massages that make them let out precious little sounds.

Training!! Dont forget to train your deer of course. Help them not be as nervous around certain stimulus. Make sure it always know that even though it goes frolicking the woods, that it belongs to you.

An Example Deer if your poly can really help a younger more inexperienced deer learn how to behave.

Deer Fighting! Winner Tops!! Getting Stuck!!! (Someone finding you guys stuck? That anything?)

Wild Deerplay:

Caught in Deer Fencing in a... compromising position. A little cheesy but a bedframe or a chair also could play this out well and who doesn't like a bit of cheese now and then?

Nursed back to health and deciding to stay. (Fantasy novel style version where you wanna like, become their spouse cause once you're strong enough you have a human form.)

If you're willing to get erotic about a Wildlife Specialist who Drugs and Tags the Deer you can probably make a few good subtype scenarios. (Ex: Drugged them with heat enhancements for deer who are struggling for health reasons and now their presenting to you/trying to mount you like their life depends on it.)

Pet Deerplay:

Pet Deer, maybe pet show style, who gets pampered. bathed and brushed and all dressed up and spoiled for always winning with a good fuck.

Have a short version where the dom is the judge who also has to check fertility. How well can a trained deer stay on their harness while they're checked out for health!! Treats include: A Breeding, Loys of praise, First prize, and a very prowd owner who has lots of treats waiting after show!

Punishments for a home deer: Cuffed Antlers to something, exposed for whatever dom wants/ Boundary based shock collar so not woods time for a day or two. Maybe if there's two or more cuffing their Antlers as a pubishment for petty horn fights? "Wanna lock horns so bad, I'll keep hem that way."

Catmaid? Nope!! slap that maid dress on your local deer now!!

Primal Play:

Predator Animal (Wolf/Cougar/Mountain Lion/Werewolf/Werecat) hunting you down and instead of a killing bite, they leave a different kind of one. This one leaves the deer shaking and dizzy just long enough to be flipped over and explored.

Hunting Season Eroticism is something I've seen before, I think deerplay fits in it's framework. (No real deer will be harmed in the participation of this kink)

That also means threesome with a hunting dog that smells out the deer who maybe doesn't notice them even coming, running around looking for another deer to mate/be mated by... the hunter dog finds them first and by the time the hunter gets there 😳 oh my the dog and the deer are frolicking really close.

A waiting predator fattening you up after winter by eating deer competing for resources/bringing you stuff while asleep so hunting you in fall will be more rewarding

[plushiebimbo]

The characters that I like and how they would refer to you if you were their lover

Warning, these are the characters that I like, that I have an interest in, so I will not be taking requests or anything

Alucard(Hellsing)

Depending on which version we are talking about(Official content or Abridged), Alucard is most definitely the type to call you his “lover” or “partner”, only saying “mate” when talking to vampires; like a feral monster animal thing. He does have his own lil nicknames/pet names that he will throw around to tease you or to show how not serious he is, ie: “pet”, “little one”, or sometimes “doll/toy”.

Abridged Alucard would most deny call you his boyfriend/girlfriend and some other deranged title that makes heads turn, ie: “Boy toy” or “Juice box”, only saving the sweet nicknames/pet names for private.

Ramattra(Overwatch 2)

100% would call you his partner. Not really one to use nicknames/pet names unless in private, even then they are pretty sweet and corny like “sweetheart” or “my love”. He would be a pretty dedicated omnic to you. He’s kinda hush hush with relationships cause of his line *ahem* work, as to not put you in the middle of it, but he does find time to call you sweet everythings when it’s just you and him.

Samuel Hayden/Samur Maykr(Doom 2016/ Eternal)

Don’t judge me for this one-

Mans will not ever call you any of those cute names, let’s get this straight. He would call you his “partner” or his “assistant”. Also another motherfucker that would hush hush about his personal relationship, but only cause he has an image to uphold. He would, every once in a while, would call you “love” or “dear” in extreme private. Not to say he wouldn’t be loving, man would love ya, but he’s just bug head man and likes to be in control of a lot of things.

Marauder(Doom Eternal)

Dont. Judge. Me.

Quick one: he would only call you his “mate”. Simple as that. Either it’s a demon thing or Sentinel Knight thing, that’s his only name for you…. Besides dirty pet names in bed-

Astarion(Baldur’s Gate 3)

We know this man will come up with all kinds of sweet names for you, “my love”, “my partner” all that jazz. Don’t know if the term boyfriend or girlfriend is a thing, but he would be the type to use it occasionally. He would absolutely be giddy and happy if ya returned the sweet names to him.

Gabriel(Ultrakill)

Final one- mainly cause I’m still consuming content of this game-

He would use the term “partner” a lot. Man’s formal a bit, so he doesn’t use that many. He will call you his “love” or his “light” when it’s just you two, but he’s a busy man with busy things…. Like trying to beat up robots-

[traumatizeddfox]

Not a vent just a question

How do i know from early that my lover is abusive?

What's the first signs that a male gives that he is abusive since the beginning?

it changes from person to person but i would say:

lovebombing: if they act like they love you immediately, saying things like you’re the one, i love you, you’re my soul mate. Usually with love bombing it will stay for a few weeks then they will start to dislike you. This stage i find can be confusing because usually in the start you’re excited to be around someone, but i found it’s usually where they act like they love you when they haven’t known you long enough.

Negative comments: making negative comments about you, your appearance, your life style, your personality, hobbies, friends/family etc, judging you, judging your choices, making assumptions about you, etc. They might also make comments about your friends or family (Mine would say my family and friends were jealous of me) sometimes they might cause drama and/or put lies in your head (Your friend was judging you all night)

if you are a female, a male abuser might make very misogynistic comments about you or other women

Lack of boundaries: Not accepting your boundaries (Regardless of what they are.). My abuser would always say "Well if you want a healthy relationship you have to have sex with me" or I had him say "You have to tell me everything that happened to you". This can honestly be anything that makes you uncomfortable. Spending nights, sex, forcing you to spend money, etc.

Won't listen to you: I had an ex that whenever I would speak he would just shut me down, or not even listen to anything I said. He would interrupt me, because he felt like I didn't have anything valuable to say, but another key component of this is, them not listening to your needs, boundaries, wants, etc.

Terrible communication: not texting you back (Now be mindful of this one because sometimes people are just busy, have a life etc, but if they won't ever text you back, don't care to speak to you, etc thats a red flag).

a few others: being jealous, being secretive, they don't have any friends or family wont talk to them (Again this one is very vague because there can be actual healthy reasons why they dont have friends or dont talk to family), getting angry at anything you do, reacting very negatively to anything, you feel like you cant be yourself, the relationship is moving too fast, if they start to jokingly hit/slap/be physical with you.

Theres soooo many but I feel like these are kinda of the basic ones.

[bluegekk0]

whats fpks relationship with herrah? I know canonically, white lady doesnt really feel any ill will towards her as she likes hornet, but how do you think fpk feels towards her? And, since I can't leave grimm out of this, how does he feel about herrah? Maybe he'd feel similarly to wl, since she's basically his daughter now

while typing this out i have another question, which of the dreamers are still alive in your AU, and what are their relationships with fpk, if any? since holly is alive id assume you branched off of the embrace the void ending, and i dont believe you need to kill any dreamers for that end (if I'm wrong, do correct me!), and quirrel in your AU doesn't have monomons mask, so i can only assume ghost at least got to her.

love your stuff, stay well!

it was... not the best, admittedly. granted, they weren't hostile towards each other, i actually think that herrah warmed up to him a little bit, mostly seeing how attached he got to hornet. they certainly had a common reason to bond over, the problem is that fpk was afraid of her. among his species, it's quite common for the larger female to kill and eat the male after mating, so it's coded in his brain to expect that possibility. with wl, it was a bit different - she's more plant-like, and so her behavior is very different to that of a wyrm, or any other carnivorous species, and that comforts his mind a little bit. but with herrah, he sadly couldn't have that assurance, so he was very stressed out about it and expecting the worst

their affair was part of a bargain, so he knew it was his obligation to fullfil his side, but he was terrified throughout all of it. on top of that, since he's gay in the au, he had another reason not to enjoy it very much, though he didn't realize at the time. so all in all, it was a very unpleasant experience, and it greatly impacted his perception of herrah. i do think he have liked for it to be different, after all, she was hornet's mother and i'm sure he would love to have a more pleasant relationship with her, if only for the sake of their daughter. but his fear was too strong and so he rarely visited deepnest aside from seeing hornet (probably for the better since deepnest wasn't particularly fond of him. too bright of a light, for one haha)

as for grimm, you said herrah, but judging by the rest of that sentence i'm assuming you meant hornet, so just in case i'll go over both. i don't think he interacted with herrah much, perhaps he knew her before the whole bargain deal, but nothing more than just being aware of her existence. and with hornet, like you said, she's basically his daughter now and he most certainly sees her as such. definitely more than wl did, but her being emotionally distant is basically a given - she didn't dislike hornet but to call their relationship a mother-daughter one would be an exaggeration. grimm, however, absolutely sees her as his own child. he did that even before him and fpk became a thing - he always liked to imagine himself and fpk raising her together, but since it wasn't meant to be at the time, he instead brought her gifts and entertained her with his powers whenever he visited. these days it's a tad more complicated with hornet's refusal to admit that she sees him as a father figure and her overall bitterness, but his attitude hasn't changed at all. of course, he doesn't pamper her with gifts anymore, but he enjoys spending time with her and bonding over shared interests. their relationship is fun, they have the generally laid back, joking type dynamic of close friends, but it's clear that grimm does thinks of her as his child, meanwhile hornet seems to get upset at that idea, but secretly really cares about him

the dreamers are something i thought about before and i'm considering leaving one of them alive, since i think they're interesting characters and i'd love to explore at least one of them post-ending. as you said, monomon is a goner, and so is herrah, as hornet in the au finds there to be no reason to visit deepnest unless she has to, so it's a natural assumption that her mother is dead. that leaves lurien, and with the city of tears slowly returning to its prime over the course of the au, he would be a pretty good fit for an important figure that watches over its development. but i haven't decided yet. if i choose to keep him dead, then i think it would be a fun idea for his butler to be "promoted" to lurien's previous role, since he was his most trusted bug. we'll see, i like both of those options, and i'll have to see what i decide on

thanks a lot for the ask! i really enjoyed these questions. hope you have a great day/night!

[scarlet742]

Do I miss Sam Cortland ? Yes

Do I want Sam Cortland ? Yes

Do I want to avenge his death ? Absolutely

Do I want him back ? .. .. .. No..

Why ? I DONT WANT HIS HEART BROKEN JUST AS BRUTALLY AS HIS DEATH ! So NO ! 😭

I cannot help but think-

Aelin’s brain and heart were all grown up but her feminine self was a literally the most unstable thing ever.

She went from Sam- to Dorian to chaol to Rowan in a span of 3 years.. WHICH IS FINE ! But the fact that she went from one to another WHILE being stuck on the previous one is more unstable..

Sam died.. no chance or any time to repent or even mourn for his death.. her trauma was overcome by having even bigger of a trauma from Endovier..

then she went to Dorian cause he was the prince saving her in her damsel in distress kind of situation (most non-violent way to describe her condition in Endovier cause it ain’t anywhere near a salt mine or salve camp- it’s just a mass torturing labour intensive capitalism) then she realises OH ! He belongs to a bloodline who butchered and slaughtered my people ! NO ! I SHOULD NOT BE WITH HIM ! At the same time.. ohhh the caption of guard is one brooding male.. I like him !

And after a while of fooling she went ! NO ! NOT YOU ! You are scared of real me ( I am going to ignore all of your red flags and focus on the most highlighted action of yours for breakup! ) and gave him eye of elena, which -

1. He didn’t value

2. He is not worth its value

3. Most undeserving person to ever choose- SHOULDVE GIVEN IT TO FLEETFOOT AS A DAMN DOG COLLAR CAUSE THAT CUTEST MOST FLUFFIEST HOUND ACTUALLY VALUED HER RELATION WITH CELAENA !

And to get over it.. while thinking of him !!! Went …. Ohhh I want rowan…. He is all masculine in all right places …

And finally she realises ROWAN WHITETHORN is her whole and sole mate (fae mate.. or aelin’s mate. Cause SAM CORTLAND was whole and sole mate of Celaena Sardothien!! There is no other pov- talk to fleetfoot’s shit if you decide to say otherwise! ) and she finally settles on a man worth her time, her emotions, and knows how to actually value her whole of being !

All across.. only three men .. Illias, Sam and Rowan were the ones who actually had their motives straight, knew where their priorities lies and did not just started wagging their tails like a dog in a rut the moment Celaena/Aelin was in front of them.. they were manly enough to actually make the effort to get to know her, to accompany her in all the right times and not just barge in, to help up lessen her stress and let loose during right times and most importantly never doubted her or questioned her character..

(I know you all will come and say- ROWAN JUDGED HER CHARACTER AS THE FIRST THING ! But dearest reader.. did you realise that though his actions have no exempt or excuse he did that because Celaena was getting repulsive and was on thread bare of her patience with the amount of times she was faced with the point of proving herself again and again to such great extents ! And was also afraid of being a destructive weapon to people around cause she was well versed with the fact that her power cannot be controlled- now imagine getting asked to do the thing you’ve always dreaded- or being asked to show a phase a persona that you’ve always made sure to lock up in darkest and unreachable part of you!!!)

They genuinely respected her for her being and accepted her for her and did not neglect her parts that they disliked (which were none!!) and literally were ready to sacrifice themselves for her instead of sacrificing her for the pettiest of things (eg: chaol the asshole giving away all of her deepest secrets to aeidon without being confirmed of if he was under the king’s spell or was still faithful to Terrasen just to save himself!! Like man ! You are the caption of a guard ! You are trained to take down tens of people at once and cannot handle a one on one combat with a general who just came from a long journey !? Literally makes me question his title if not his whole being !!)

[ase-trollplays]

--chronicallyMousy [CM] began trolling sandstormHuntress [SH]--

--chronicallyMousy [CM] began trolling sandstormHuntress [SH]--

CM: ...hello corali... (//:3 ...how have you been?...

SH: Eh, I been better, I guess. Some fucking

SH: Coward ass chicken shit's been leaving threats at my hive.

CM: ...what???...

SH: It ain't nothing to worry about. I ain't scared a nobody that can't threaten me to my face. Little annoying notes ain't gonna intimidate me none.

CM: ...corali... maybe you s-should take this s-seriously... ...did you upset or hurt anyone recently?...

SH: Just the usual rowdy drunks at the Jackhammer and the troll whose arm I snapped in half a perigee back for stabbing me.

CM: ...do you think its him?... )//:3

SH: Unless he wants me to snap every bone in his body, it better not be.

SH: He's been banned from the bar, and I ain't seen him since then.

SH: Fucker knows he can't take me in a fight, so he's trying to scare me.

CM: ...do you think a legislacerator might help you?...

SH: Are y'all kidding? Legis don't give a shit about lowbloods unless they're arresting, beating, or putting us on trial.

SH: I might as well ask my pa for help for all the good a legi will do.

CM: ...i just dont want you getting hurt... ...what if they escalate things?... ...if they already know where you live... and your hive isnt that easy to find or get to... imagine what else they must know... D//:3

SH: Don't y'all worry your pretty little head. There ain't a troll on Alternia that can scare me. You've seen your mate, and you know me and him go at it like pit fighters and he ain't killed or seriously hurt me yet aside from the occasional broken bone.

CM: ...but danny fights fair... ...whoever this is probably wont... and you might get killed or worse!...

SH: I'm telling y'all it's fine. Everything's gonna be fine.

CM: ... )//':3

SH: Ah come on, don't make little crying faces at me.

SH: It's

SH: Fine.

SH: I promise on my sobriety I can handle whatever the fuck's going on.

CM: ...just call me and check in every night for the next perigee... ...if i dont hear from you... im coming out there...

SH: Alright, if it'll make you feel better, fine. Expect to hear from me tomorrow.

CM: ...thank you... (//:3

CM: ...have you told darius?...

SH: Of course not. She's got better things to worry about, like her dress shop.

CM: ...darius is using s-she/her again?...

SH: Yeah, says it feels "right." Whatever, I ain't gonna judge her. She's my kiddo no matter what she calls herself.

CM: ...im trying to think of how to better explain gender to varoll... ...s-she only knows about cisgender boys and girls...

CM: ...and i told her that s-sometimes boys and girls look different than you expect... and s-someone you think is a boy is really a girl... and vice versa...

CM: ...but im not s-sure how to explain people that are transgender... or arent a binary gender at all...

SH: Eh, you're overthinking it. Kids will take whatever you tell them pretty much at face value.

CM: ...varoll isnt like that... though... ...not at her age... ...s-she wants to know everything in detail... and all the hows and whys...

CM: ...if i tell her that s-some people are just 'like that'... s-she might not accept that as an answer...

CM: ...but i dont know any other way to explain other genders to her...

SH: Dar's genderweird. Just scoot Varoll her way.

SH: Get her answers right from the hoofbeast's mouth. She's the one who taught me all this gender shit in the first place.

SH: I ain't gonna say I'm an expert, but I know enough. I'm sure she'd love to talk about it.

CM: ...are you s-sure?... ...i dont want to put that on her and make her feel like s-she has to...

SH: Trust me, Dar'll leap at the chance.

CM: ...okay... ...it would be a really big help...

CM: ...hows work?...

SH: Same shit different night.

SH: Throwing out people starting fights or getting handsy or giving the bartender a little too much lip.

CM: ...i really wish you would work s-somewhere else... ...im worried with you constantly being around alcohol and people drinking...

SH: Have some faith in me. It's been, what.

SH: Seven perigees now since I quit? And I haven't had a drop. I'm still going to AA, and I got you and Dar and Arri for support.

SH: Ain't nothing gonna make me blow this.

SH: I invite the universe to fucking try it. Can't be done.

CM: ...please dont tempt the universe... D//:3

SH: Y'all know I'm just messing. ;)

SH: Anyw

CM: ...corali?...

--sandstormHuntress [SH] is an idle chum--

CM: ...im going to call you...

--chronicallyMousy [CM] gave up trolling sandstormHuntress [SH]--

[danadriel]

"This world runs on oil, on diesel to be more precise, small cars don't even exist anymore, every vehicle nowadays is some sort of truck with a V8 guzzling diesel like there's no tomorrow leaving a massive cloud of thick smoke behind, why? I think its because diesel engines are more rugged or something, I don't know, I never liked cars and nowadays I'm forbidden to even sit on a driver's seat, let alone learn complex mechanics! why it matters? it's because it essentially created a new government system when the feraloids took the world, nowadays everything is controlled by the so called DieselLords they are the big shots who control refineries and oil fields, and from what I've seen so far these guys don't give the slightest fuck to any concept like fairness, democracy or freedom of speech, if you try to fuck with a DieselLord you are done, in the best case scenario you end in a ditch with a bullet in the brain…now that I mentioned that, they aren't much different from the old federation…

Anyway these things don't really matter on my situation, any of these lords have way more important stuff to care than a nomad whore like me, my existence is comparable as cockroach for them, in this case being irrelevant is very good! the only positive attention someone like me could get from a DieselLord is to be picked as a concubine, that's essentially the current day fantasy to any human in feraloid society,the concubines of a DieselLord have every single luxury the old world could offer, its a life of dream…if you survive the mating, I'm talking about rare and tasty foods, hot baths, comfy beds the size of a trucks, decent medical care, servants to read books for you and so on,things that nowadays are too expensive even to dream about!The price for it is obvious, you become the sex toy of a tyrant, I know we could debate the horrors of harem culture for hours, what would be really interesting on a civilized society, but not here, believe me, as someone who survives by giving blowjobs to smelly travelers in the back of truckstops, I dont think the concept of being personal sex slave/breeding stock of a king is much worse…feel free to judge me!

As far as I'm aware most if not all of the lords are the original feraloids back from the unification war 60 or 70 years ago, they are the real unanadultered murder machines of the fallen empire, and they are dreadful, all of them are large, muscular and scary as fuck, each one of them has like hundreds if not thousands of kills under their belt, their difference from a modern day feraloid is very clear, a original feraloid can effortlessly lift a car or tear someone in half with their bare hands, every time time I have to interact with one was an adrenaline rush, but it's pretty cool when you find one who is not a deranged psycho…and especially one who lets you feel those rock hard murder machine muscles…" (Danadriel)

[cryptixani]

[JDVN] NSFW Headcanons

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more nasty john doe shit for you guys, enjoy while you can cause the next one's gonna be painful :) minors fuck off as per usual

warnings: pure pure filth

switch with a mild sub lean

when he subs, he's kinda bratty and likes being roughed up and degraded, though the further in you get the more obedient he becomes, until he's on all fours gazing up at you like you're a divine being, pupils dilated wide and smile giddy and breathless, hard cock throbbing desperately at the very sight of you, babbling about how much he loves you and how perfect you are and how he doesn't deserve you. whimpers, whines, purrs, and even screams if you please him right.

when he doms, i think he's a bit more primal, loves the whole thrill of the chase, loves when you squirm and writhe. he especially loves biting and scratching and marking you up, overstimulating you until you cry and oh god do you look pretty when you cry. he doesn't really talk as much as he does when he subs, but he does still love praising you and murmuring how pretty you are. not a growler but will pant in your ear like a dog, groan and purr.

definitely a drooler, look at this man. it drips from his chin and tongue while he fucks you like a madman, landing on your chest. if he notices, he'll use his tongue to lick it off you

ohhh my godddd his tongue

very long, very wet, and very hot. he knows how to use it. will reach every single spot you need him to with that tongue

doe can give himself whatever genitalia you want him to have. and that means they're customizable too. (i'm tryna say that if you want him to have a cock, he can make it whatever length you find most pleasurable)

always has a thick bush of black curly pubes though, and usually a happy trail to match

he's a shameless used underwear thief and he will sniff them right in front of you, john doe does not know 'dignity' nor 'embarassment'

honestly he does it with all of your clothes, but your underwear he loves especially. he says it 'smells of you the strongest'

he will try everything once

anything you may be into, even if he's never heard of it before, he'll be willing to at least try out with you. he'll never judge you for your kinks/fetishes, either. hell, he's probably into some fucking weird things

is actually horrifically bad at dirty talk and doesn't realize it, it always comes out sounding goofy as fuck, just kiss him to get him to shut up

the socks stay on during sex sorry guys

you honestly dont want them off anyway his dogs are rancid just trust me its better this way

doe always has you sweating more than you usually would be during sex since his body temperature is warmer than a humans. he loves it though, thinks you look (and smell lets be fr here this is john doe we're talking about) especially delectable all covered in a sheen of sweat

he doesn't particularly have any favourite positions, he just wants to be able to see your face, so that he can take in all the pretty expressions you make. he usually goes for a mating press, or if you're topping he loves cowgirl. sometimes he'll have you in doggy, but in those cases he goes full out, with your head against the mattress. he'll keep you down with his own body.

loves aftercare just as much as the sex itself, whether he's the one predominantly giving or receiving it. loves to just cuddle up next to you/on you, nuzzle against you and rest for a while.

doesn't like it so much when you interrupt Post-Sex Cuddles because you need to 'go clean up' because you 'feel all gross and sticky' or because you'll 'get an infection down there'. what the hells that all about?? and then you come back and you've showered and your delicious natural scent is barely there, all washed away by the water. no fair.

[80pairsofcrocs]

baby scarab || 42

A/N : the requests for this are at the end due to a spoilers, please dont skip down, just read from the beginning thanks :)

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : AND FOR THE MOMENT YOUVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR-

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, mentions of violence, fluff, let me know if i missed anything

~~~

“so” marc starts, looking to the boy beside him. “mit, huh?” 

“yeah, i’m lucky they accepted me” peter answers, the two conversing on the roof.

“are you going with any friends?” marc asks, making peter hesitate before answering.

“not exactly” he says quietly, and marc can tell that he doesn’t want to talk about it.

“so what exactly do you need my help with again?” peter changes the subject and marc nods before speaking.

“y/ns birthday is tomorrow, and i need you to distract her while we set stuff up” he explains and peter nods.

“just take her out patrolling for a few hours, me and layla have to pick something up anyways” marc says.

“cool. who’s layla?” peter asks and marc sighs.

“my girlfriend, now focus” marc begins, peter nodding and looking at the ground for a second before looking back up at marc.

“she’s already going to be suspicious because her friend- boyfriend isn’t going to be around, because he’ll be with us” marc cringes at a certain word that came out of his mouth.

“and you have to make sure she doesn’t get near the apartment, by all means necessary” marc finishes, and peter nods.

“i’ll just finish teaching her what i need to, besides i have to leave in two days” he tells marc, and he nods.

“we’ll text you when you can bring her back” is the last thing marc says before heading back inside through the open window.

“thank you sir! i’ll try my best!” peter yells after him, making marc smile before he closes the window and shuts the curtains.

and that’s when jake speaks up for the first time in hours.

“give me the body. i want to see her” he says quickly and quietly, marc instantly giving up control to let jake take over, so that he can silently speed walk over to your room where steven had carried you.

you were sleeping peacefully, with taweret in one of your arms, and one of jakes favorite hats in the other.

jake felt himself tear up, and so he went over and slowly kneeled down beside your bed, blinking away tears as he brushed a strand of hair out of your face gently.

“lo siento, cariño” he starts slowly, taking a breath.

“the bird messed up a mission and i got angry. i didn’t mean to.. i didn’t mean to scare you like that”

“perdóname, amor. por favor” he whispers, leaning in to press a short kiss to your forehead.

“Te quiero muchísimo” he finishes, standing back up and leaving the room, leaving the door cracked as he goes to sit on the bed with his head in his hands.

“she already forgave you, man” marc starts. “she knows you would never hit her”

“but i still made her flinch” he answers darkly.

“don’t be like that, mate. it was an accident, it happens-“

“just drop it” jake grumbles, falling backwards on the bed while rubbing his eyes.

“tomorrow is going to be great, trust us” is the last thing marc says before the three of them decided on sleep.

~~~

you woke up with a frown planted on your face.

you knew exactly what day it was, and some new information made it ten times worse.

you slowly got up and made your way to the kitchen, seeing as your dads were still asleep.

you sigh and start making coffee for jake, who you assumed was going to front when he woke up judging by the hat over his eyes.

you wait for the coffee to brew while you picked out his favorite mug and got a muffin for him.

you set it down on a small plate, and finished waiting for the coffee.

once it was done, you poured it into jakes mug and set it beside the muffin on the plate, then you walk to set it down on the nightstand, hoping it wouldn’t get too cold before he woke up.

you sigh and walk back to your room, only closing the door halfway and sitting down on your bed cross legged.

you think about how different you are from other kids your age.

you’re 17 now, and most teenagers have their drivers license and all, but you haven’t even looked into drivers training.

you need a parents signature so it’s not like you could if you wanted to.

you didn’t give a single shit about your birthday to be honest, it held no importance to you or anyone you’ve ever met.

that’s why you never told steven, marc, or jake.

you knew it wouldn’t burden them, but you just didn’t want it to be a big deal.

you didn’t need pretty gifts, or a cake, you just wanted the day to feel like any other.

but every single year, it just weighs on you, and you can’t stop it.

you close your eyes and let out a breath, hearing someone get up from the other room, signaling that they were now awake.

you pull your phone off the charger and begin scrolling through your social medias before hearing footsteps coming towards the room.

the door slowly creaks open and you turn your head to see jake, with a tight lipped smile.

“you can come in, you know this is your house right?” you ask rhetorically and he nods, coming in to stand awkwardly in the middle of the room.

“it’s yours now too, mi vida” 

“i know- but listen.” you start. “just forget about what happened, please” you plead, and jake shrugs with a sigh.

“i’ll try” he mumbles, making you smile.

you beckon him over with your hand, so he slowly comes over to sit beside you on your bed.

“just forget, it doesn’t matter” you tell him again and he nods.

“now you say it”

“what?” he replies, making you tilt your head at him.

“it.. it doesn’t matter” he says hesitantly and you bring him into a side hug.

“see? i’m proud of you” you tell jake, and he nods again, this time not hesitating in hugging you back, and taking his hat off to put it on your head and over your eyes.

“you really are too good for us” he chuckles, and you adjust the hat on your head so that you can actually see.

“if you say so” you’re about to continue when your phone rings, blitzkrieg bop playing signaling that peter was calling you.

“hang on” you tell jake, and answer your phone, making marc sigh in relief.

“hey peter” you say calmly. “what’s going on?”

“yeah hey y/n, i was just wondering if you wanted to come up and practice your swinging with me” he asks and you feel yourself smile.

“i’d love to, i’ll be on the roof in five”

“okay cool i’ll see you then” he hangs up quickly and you snort.

“do you mind if i go train with peter for a bit?” you ask jake and he nods.

“go have fun, and take your time, you know he’s leaving soon” he tells you and you nod sadly.

“i’ll be out for a while then” you tell them, and they don’t seem too disappointed.

“i’ll see you guys later then” you wave, and the suit forms over your body, except the mask.

“and one more thing” you come back over to jake and throw your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly for a minute before turning around to leave.

jake stood in your room for a few minutes collecting himself before it was marc’s turn to front.

he and layla were meeting somewhere to pick something up, and then it’s stevens turn to make you a small cake.

they just had to rely on peter to keep you away from home long enough for them to do it.

~~~

“so you always have to make sure you actually have somewhere to shoot your webs” peter starts, and you nod as if it’s obvious. “or you’ll-“

“fall and die, yeah i’m not that stupid” you scoff, looking over the edge of some random roof you both landed on.

“nonono- i didn’t mean you’re stupid because you’re not but-“

“i’m messing with you, calm down” you chuckle, and peter lets out a breath of relief.

“alright, so there’s different positions to swing in depending on what speed you want to go” he starts again and you nod, paying full attention.

“to go faster, either make your body smaller or straighten yourself out horizontally, and to go slower do the opposite”

“what if my webs all of a sudden don’t work?” you question a little off topic.

“they won’t” peter assures you and you purse your lips.

“alright, now let’s practice what we just learned”

~~~

“okay- we have the papers, and stevens going to do the cake, so now we have to go get casper” layla says quickly, both her and marc speed walking down the sidewalk while marc has a beige folder clutched tightly in his hand, the other holding one of laylas.

marc got to the door first, and he didn’t even have to knock for casper to open the door and come out with a small box in his hands, one so small he could fit it in his pocket.

he smiled at marc and shifted his eyes to layla.

“is that layla?” casper asks, and marc nods.

“yeah, now let’s go” marc leads casper down the steps to walk in between himself and layla.

marc sees that casper has a small box in his hands, and furrows his brows.

“what’s that?” he asks, and casper sighs.

“just something i thought she would like” he murmurs, and marc smirks at him, making layla scoff at him.

“so, what’s that” casper changes the subject, pointing to the folder marc has.

“something i thought she would like” marc retorts, making layla chuckle.

“don’t be mean, he’s just a kid” she defends casper and he scoffs.

“thank you ma’am” casper nods at layla and she puts a hand over her heart and gasps.

“this kid is more respectful than you” she tells marc, who rolls his eyes.

“not when he’s kissing y/n on the mouth”

“wait, they what?”

~~~

“we’ve been at this for hours, i think it’s time i get home” you tell peter, out of breath from trying to swing away from him.

he’d made it a challenge.

if he could catch you, then you owed him ten dollars, but if he didn’t within an hour, it was reversed.

you gave him ten dollars.

it was only because you got distracted by a bird.

peter checked his phone before answering you. “maybe i can get you some lunch?” 

“i have food at home, but thanks” you begin to make your way to the edge of the roof when peter jumps in front of you to make you stop in your tracks.

“peter, i have to get home, i don’t want marc to get worried” you try and tell him, but he insists on blocking you from leaving.

“let’s uhm…” peter tries to think, while you cross your arms and glare at him.

“we can keep training” he checks his phone again. “for another forty five minutes” he says and you scoff.

“you’re being weird, i’m going to go home” you nudge him out of the way and just before you can even bring an arm up, peter shoots a web out, sticking your hand down to the edge of the roof.

you whip your head around to glare at him. “peter, what the hell is your problem? why aren’t you letting me leave?” you grit out at him, making him wince.

“listen, i’m just going to miss you, so i don’t want to you to leave right now” he says but you see right through him.

“we can hang out at my place then” you try to get him to crack.

“but here- it’s perfect! we can go patrolling, anything, just please let’s stay away from your house right now” he pleads and you scoff.

“why aren’t you letting me go home, peter?” you ask again more calm and he sighs.

“i can’t tell you” he murmurs and you sigh.

“when i get out of this, i’m hunting you down and beating your ass”

“yep. understood”

~~~

“alright, the cake should be done in twenty minutes, what do we do until then?” steven asks around, layla and casper stopping their conversation to think.

“me and layla still need to sign some of the papers” marc tells steven, so he gives up control so marc could do his business.

layla and marc had to sign a couple papers, and then eventually steven and jake had to as well.

now all they had to do was wait.

well, after frosting the cake and sending peter the ‘go ahead’ to drop you off at home.

if it got to that point, that is.

~~~

you dodge the web coming at you with a quick spin, peter not giving up as you shoot some at him as well.

“let me go home, parker!” you exclaim at him, trying to get enough space to jump off the roof and swing away.

“i already told you, i can’t yet!” he swiftly checks his phone again.

“just tell me!” you yell back, shooting out another web, and barely missing.

peter doesn’t respond, and that was because he felt his phone buzz.

he was relieved, since you’d been trying to fight him for about fifteen minutes straight now.

“okay- fine, let’s go” he says, re reading the message from marc saying, ‘bring her home now spider boy’.

you freeze because of the unexpected change of heart. “..what?”

“yeah, come on i changed my mind” he swings off without you.

you shake your head and scoff. “he’s lucky i don’t throw hands with him” you mutter to yourself, jumping off the roof to swing after him.

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“okay, don’t overwhelm her. from what khonshu told me, she hates her birthday so keep it subtle” marc explains, casper nodding in confusion.

“she’s going to be so mad..” he murmurs, going unheard by marc.

“also some ground rules, and i’m looking at you, hart” marc points to casper, who freezes on the spot.

“no touching, no hugging, no kissing, and certainly no fonduing in this house, got it?” he says and casper nods quickly.

“good, now-“ marc is cut off by the door opening slowly, your head peaking in to see marc and layla standing in front of the couch, and casper a few feet away from them.

you slowly walk in, peter doing the same.

your suit fades away as you look around the room, looking for anything suspicious, the silence awkward.

“..did you send peter to distract me for some reason?” you ask marc, and he doesn’t respond.

“steven” you turn to him in the mirror, since he’s most likely to crack under pressure.

“nope. wait but that’s a lie and i don’t want to lie to you” he mutters and marc face palms.

“happy seventeenth birthday, y/n” he blurts out and your eyes widen a fraction.

“how’d you-“

“it was khonshu” jake goes right to blaming the bird, but you believe him.

“so why couldn’t i be here?” you ask, slowly walking over to sit on the couch, peter lingering by the door.

“we were… preparing?” marc says in a questionable tone, which makes you raise an eyebrow.

“there’s a reason i didn’t tell you, but if you put effort into it i guess i’ll play along” you say quietly, and everyone in the rooms nods and smiles in understanding.

“so let’s start with the cake then” steven says once he fronts, and your eyes widen a bit.

“you made me a-“

“your favorite” steven smiles, moving to the kitchen to get it from the fridge.

it was a relatively small cake, since they knew you didn’t even want to acknowledge your birthday in the first place.

“you really didn’t have to-“

“don’t even start with that” steven waves you off.

“yeah y/n, this is your day, try to enjoy it” casper says from behind you, moving to stand beside you, layla and peter doing the same.

you sigh and hesitantly nod, watching as steven cut the cake.

“after this, we all have a little gift for you” casper starts and you groan. “hey- don’t do that- anyways, yes i know we didn’t have to, but we wanted to do you can’t stop us” he says smugly and you flick him in the forehead.

he brings a hand up to where you flicked him, and glared at you, making you chuckle.

layla comes up and throws an arm around your shoulder, and you lean into her while a smile forms one her face.

“happy birthday, little scarab” she says, making you roll your eyes playfully, fighting off a smile.

“thank you guys. really” you tell everyone.

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after everyone had eaten some of the delicious cake steven made, peter was the first to give you a gift- to your dismay.

“so- this is edith 2.0, she’s your personal ai.” peter explains while you slip a pair of cool looking glasses onto your face.

“there’s a robot in these glasses?” you ask amazed and he nods excitedly.

“she can help you with anything- and i mean anything” he starts.

“just don’t almost accidentally blow up your classmates” mw mutters and you raise an eyebrow.

“thank you so much-“

“oh that’s not all” he tosses a small silver ring to you, a small button in the middle.

“press it” peter grins so you do so hesitantly.

right when you do, a metal suit takes over your entire body, red and blue with a golden spider in the middle of your chest.

you gasp and look at peter with wide eyes. “holy fuck” you whisper. “this is so cool-“

“it’s all yours” he smiles, and you rush over to hug him.

“thankyou thankyou thankyou” you chant, peter hugging you back, wide smiles on both of your faces.

you pull away only to look down at the new suit, and then back at everyone else who are all surprised, and overjoyed.

you press another button, and the suit disappears, leaving you with just a smile.

“that’s literally the coolest thing ever, thank you so much” you thank peter again and he nods.

“alright, who’s next?” marc asks and points to casper, who’s breathing picks up a bit.

“yeah yeah- i can- i can do that” he starts, standing up and walking towards you, leading you a bit aways from the group, but still so marc can see if there’s any ‘funny business’.

“listen, you might not like it but i saw this and i thought of you” he hands you the small box, so you hesitantly take it and open it to see a silver chain necklace with a two small gems hanging off it.

a red one and a blue one.

“it reminded me of your spidey suit” he explains further and you nod and look up to him.

“i love it” you breath out.

casper looks up at you and blinks a few times. “you.. you do?” he asks and you nod with a smile.

“of course i do, it’s beautiful” you tell him, and you lean forward to hug him.

he instantly hugs you back, and you hear marc clear his throat, making you turn to flip him off before letting go of casper, box still in your hand.

“i really do love it. thank you” you finish, both of you going back to the group, where layla and marc were backing up and leading you along.

“we need you alone for a moment if that’s okay” marc says and you nod, turning to wave to both peter and casper.

layla and marc lead you to your room, where you see a beige folder on your bed.

you furrow your brows and look back at layla and marc, who nod to it.

you make your way to the bed, sitting down where the folder was once you take it in your hands.

you look up one more time for reassurance, both of them nodding.

you slowly open it and gasp softly at the first words you see displayed on a piece of paper.

you feel your eyes tear up, and already a tear drips down as you look back up at marc and layla.

“are you serious..?” you ask and marc nods.

“you don’t have to say yes or sign anything but…” he trails off, layla squeezing his hand for reassurance.

“..can we adopt you?” he asks quietly.

you slowly start nodding and toss the folder aside to throw yourself at both layla and marc.

they reciprocate your hug as best they can, while you cry into marc’s shoulder, layla running a calming hand through your hair.

“oh my gods, i’m so relieved” you hear steven say.

“well of course she was going to say yes, she doesn’t call us her dads for nothing” jake sasses back, making you chuckle, pulling back from layla and marc.

“so now you’ll have three dads and a mom, how’s it feel?” layla asks and you smile at her.

you move to give her a separate hug. “it sounds amazing, mom” you whisper, and she hugs you tighter before letting go.

“i love you guys, thank you so much” you start to quietly sob into your hands, marc and layla both making sure you don’t freak out.

“you really want me?” you ask both of them through blurry vision after a minute.

“oh honey, who wouldn’t?” marc responds and you sniff, wiping your nose on your sleeve.

“you really want to be my parents?” you ask both of them, and they instantly nod.

“of course we do, you’re the best daughter we could ever ask for” layla replies and you nod, turning around and shuffling through your nightstand for a pen.

you instantly sign whatever needs to be signed, doing one for each of your dads and layla.

legally, you were not technically a y/l/n, spector, lockley, grant, and el faouly.

and you honestly couldn’t be happier.

you came back out with the papers, an ecstatic layla, marc, steven, and jake behind you.

“guess who just got fucking adopted?” you ask both casper and peter, who look at you with wide eyes.

“hOLY SHIT?! WAS IT YOU?” peter exclaims, being the first to congratulate your still sensitive and teary form.

after him, it was casper who just straight up pulled you in for a quick kiss, making you chuckle and smile after, hugging him while marc squinted his eyes at the boy.

“i’m so happy for you!” casper says and you chuckle again.

“i love all of you so much” you say around the room, making everyone catch your contagious grin.

now, this was the first night you spent as a y/l/n-spector-grant-lockley-el faouly, and being honest it felt great.

you knew you were family before.

it just wasn’t official like this.

you still couldn’t believe they loved you that much to legally adopt you as their own child.

they wanted you.

they actually wanted you.

they all loved you so much that they had to officially make you their daughter.

they wanted you.

they wanted you.

they wanted you.

it felt silly to say it out loud, since nobody ever wanted you before.

this was your home, and this was your family.

this was where you could make memories to tell kids, maybe even grandkids someday.

this was where you had ups and downs but always having your dads and your mom by your side.

this was where you could share anything without feeling like you’ll be judged.

this was where you could be loved.

this is where you are loved.

you are loved.

and you always have been.

@aniskywalkerslvr, on june 8 2022, - Hello!!!!! A person who is so in love with Baby Scarab series and I was thinking what if at the end or in the middle of the series The Moon Boys and Layla adopt the reader? Just a little thought! You are doing an amazing job, and an amazing writing!🫶🏻

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@you-bloody-shank, on june 22 2022, - so i had an idea (maybe in like the near future or something) where it’s y/n’s birthday and marc steven and jake being the amazing dads that they are throw her an amazing surprise party and she’s just like OMG AND SO HAPPY BECAUSE THEYRE THE BEST DADS EVER and layla casper and khonshu can be there too. i know it’s not like detailed or anything but just the general idea of throwing a birthday party for y/n because i think it would be really cute and fluffy and marc is just like happy birthday kid i love you ahhhhh ok that’s it lol.

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anon, on july 2 2022, - Hello!! I was wondering if maybe like Steven,Jake, and Marc decided to make it official and got like papers to adopt the reader? And like the reader is really emotional and the boys get nervous and believe that they took it to far until she starts hugging whoever is fronting and she keeps on repeating “yes!” So now the reader is a Specter/Grant/ and Lockley. It’s alright if you decided to not put this, by the way I love the series!!! &lt;3

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anon - what if y/n was telling someone (maybe Layla) how much she loves her dads (and she actually refers to them as that) and they hear everything (maybe giving them more courage to ask her what they wanted)

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anon - Casper and Layla meet up, anyone? Love how this series is going, keep up the good work

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A/N : this took longer than i thought lol.

i finally had the moon boys and layla officially adopt you guys!!! i really hoped you liked it, and i made it a birthday episode bc fun fact - its my birthday too <3

i also saw thor love and thunder today, it was great i loved it

but i love you guys way more, see you in two days :DD

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