#chase x coco

[mijikai-tan]

Gift for a friend!

[norristrii]

PAWS ON THE BEACH.

It started as usual beach walk with your dog Coco, but when she starts playing with other dog on the beach, his owner really catches your eye.

pairing. Charles Leclerc x fem! reader

warnings. none

babs’ notes. cooking so close to chapter 2 rn, probably posting tomorrow or on this weekend

COCO WAS A FORCE OF NATURE. As a golden retriever puppy, she was equal parts adorable and chaos incarnate—a fluffy whirlwind of energy that left a trail of shredded napkins, chewed shoes, and overturned cushions in her wake. You loved her fiercely, though. She was a menace, sure, but she was your menace. It didn’t take long for you to realize she was you in dog form—spirited, mischievous, and entirely unapologetic.

Still, amidst all the chaos, Coco had a way of grounding you, reminding you to find joy in the small things. Your favorite moments were the ones like now—walks with her on the beach, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. The sky stretched wide above you, painted in hues of amber, pink, and deep orange, as if the universe itself were creating a masterpiece just for this moment.

You eased yourself onto the cool, grainy sand, the gentle pressure grounding you as you stretched your legs out in front of you. The horizon was painted in soft hues, a blend of muted pinks, oranges, and the faintest trace of purple—colors fading into the endless blue of the ocean. The waves rolled forward and retreated with a rhythmic crash, their sound soothing and steady, like the heartbeat of the shore. There was peace here, a quiet stillness that wrapped around you, but never felt lonely.

Coco tugged on her leash, pulling it to its limit as she darted back and forth, a blur of energy against the serene backdrop. She was relentless, her paws digging furiously into the sand as if determined to uncover some hidden treasure buried just beneath the surface. You chuckled softly as her nose pressed deep into the earth, grains of sand flying everywhere, coating her golden fur in speckles of mischief.

The seagulls perched nearby didn’t stand a chance against Coco’s enthusiastic antics. She chased them, barking excitedly as they took to the air, squawking in alarm and flapping their wings frantically to escape. They circled overhead, momentarily regrouping before descending further down the beach, only to be pursued again moments later. Her joy was boundless, contagious even, and you couldn’t help but smile as you watched her.

The beach itself was quiet, untouched by the crowds that sometimes came and went during the day. Now it felt like it belonged solely to you and Coco—a sanctuary where the only sounds were her paws scratching against the sand, the distant cries of gulls, and the steady, calming ebb and flow of the tide. The air smelled faintly of salt and seaweed, crisp and clean, carrying with it the essence of freedom.

You leaned back, resting your palms against the cool sand, and tilted your face toward the horizon. Coco ran in wide circles, her leash stretching taut as she explored every inch of the beach, her excitement boundless. She was chaos and joy intertwined, a little menace with a heart full of adventure. She paused occasionally, glancing back at you as if to check that you were still watching, still sharing the moment with her. And of course you were.

As you sat quietly on the sand, watching the horizon and listening to the soothing crash of waves against the shore, a faint sound reached your ears—soft, high-pitched barks carried by the gentle breeze. It was distant at first, almost like an echo, and you tilted your head slightly, curious to find its source.

Turning your gaze down the beach, you spotted a little shape bounding toward you. It didn’t take long to recognize the unmistakable figure of a dachshund—a miniature version, with tiny legs pumping furiously and floppy ears bouncing with every step. Its short, sleek coat shimmered in the fading light, as if the sunset had cast a golden glow upon it.

The little dog seemed determined, its tiny bark growing louder as it approached, full of energy and confidence despite its diminutive size. Coco, who had been enthusiastically terrorizing seagulls just moments ago, froze mid-pounce and turned her head toward the newcomer. Her tail wagged in curiosity as she trotted closer to investigate, leash stretched taut between her bounding enthusiasm and your watchful presence.

You couldn’t help but smile as the dachshund came closer, its expressive eyes shining with a playful glint. It was a bundle of determination, undeterred by its small frame, and it raced across the sand like it owned the entire beach. Its barks shifted to soft, excited whines as it finally reached you, stopping abruptly and wagging its tail so fast it was almost a blur.

Coco, now nose-to-nose with the newcomer, barked once, loud and clear, as if announcing her presence. The dachshund responded with an eager yip, and the two dogs began their own silent conversation—sniffing, circling, and playfully nudging one another in an instant friendship that only dogs seem to know how to form.

“Leo, no! Leo!” The shout echoed across the beach, cutting through the sound of waves crashing gently on the shore. You turned your head just in time to see a man jogging toward you, his steps hurried and slightly uneven as he tried to catch up with the little dachshund. So, you thought, Leo must be his name, and judging by the urgency in his tone, this wasn’t the first time the dog had run off to cause mischief.

As the man got closer, you couldn’t help but notice him. He was actually pretty good looking—more than pretty, if you were honest. His brown hair was tousled from the run, sticking up in a way that gave him an effortlessly charming, disheveled look. There was a flush on his cheeks from exertion, the kind that made him look alive, approachable, almost familiar. He reached the two dogs—Coco and Leo—just as they began to chase each other in a small circle, their tails wagging furiously in a kind of joyous chaos.

“Stop annoying this pretty lady and her dog,” the man said with a lopsided grin, his eyes flicking between his mischievous dachshund and you. His voice was warm and slightly breathless from the run, and you felt a flutter in your chest at his words. When his gaze finally landed on you, you noticed his eyes—a mesmerizing mix of colors, swirling together. Blue, green, maybe even a hint of brown; you couldn’t decide which shade you liked the most.

You smiled softly, brushing away your surprise and meeting his gaze. “That’s okay,” you assured him, your voice calm and easy despite the little whirlwind happening at your feet. “They’re just playing.” Coco barked happily in agreement, as if to confirm your statement, while Leo wagged his tail furiously, looking innocent despite the chaos he had just caused.

“I swear, he’s nothing but a troublemaker,” the man said, his voice tinged with playful exasperation as he rested his hands on his knees. He pointed at Leo, who at that very moment was trying to outmaneuver Coco in their chaotic game of chase.

You chuckled softly, a warm laugh escaping your lips. “I know this feeling all too well,” you replied, glancing down at Coco, who was now furiously wagging her tail while sniffing at something in the sand. “Coco is exactly the same.”

The man straightened up, brushing a hand through his messy, windswept hair. His face lit up with interest as he repeated the name. “Coco?” he said, tilting his head slightly. “My friend had a dog named Coco,” he added with a hint of a smile.

You couldn’t help but smile back at the coincidence, the corners of your lips curling upward as your gaze met his again. There was something easy, almost serendipitous, about the moment—a shared connection, however small, born out of nothing more than two mischievous dogs on a beach.

“What’s your name, if I may ask?” he said, his voice warm and casual, yet carrying a hint of curiosity that made your heart skip a beat. There was something about the way he asked, the way his eyes—those mesmerizing, multicolored eyes—locked on yours that set your pulse racing just a little faster.

“I’m Y/n,” you replied, a soft smile curving your lips as you tried to sound composed, even though you could feel the faint flutter of nerves in your chest. “And yours?”

He mirrored your smile, a lopsided grin that seemed to light up his face even in the fading glow of the sunset. “I’m Charles,” he said simply, his tone unassuming yet somehow disarming, as if his name alone carried a charm all its own.

For a moment, the world seemed to fade around you—Coco and Leo still chasing each other in the sand, the gentle crash of the waves, the golden hues of the beach—all of it softened as you focused on him. There was an ease to his presence, a quiet confidence that made the moment feel natural, as though meeting him was exactly what was supposed to happen.

“Do you come here often, Y/n?” Charles asked, his voice easy and conversational, yet there was an unmistakable undertone to his words—an interest that went beyond casual small talk. His lips curved into a subtle smile, one that reached his multicolored eyes, warm and inviting. He was already looking toward the horizon, but it wasn’t the sunset he was thinking about. It was the possibility of seeing you here again.

You felt your heart skip slightly at his question, a combination of nerves and intrigue swirling in your chest. “I do,” you replied, your voice steady but with a softness to it that you couldn’t quite hide. “It’s my favorite place—especially at this time of day.”

His smile deepened, as if your answer had confirmed something he’d been hoping to hear. “It’s a good spot,” he said, glancing down at Coco and Leo, who were now tumbling over each other in a playful tug-of-war with a piece of seaweed. “I think Leo might agree too.”

You chuckled, looking at the two dogs, their antics painting the moment with a sense of ease. “Looks like Coco does too,” you said, nodding toward your golden retriever, whose tail wagged furiously as she tugged on the seaweed.

Charles shifted his gaze back to you, his expression thoughtful, as though he were savoring the interaction. “Well,” he said, his tone playful but with a quiet sincerity beneath it, “I might have to bring Leo here more often then—just in case I run into you again.”

© norristrii 2025

[munsonsprincess11111]

The visit

Eddie munson x Henderson!reader

Summary: Suzie comes to visit Dustin which some how wraps you and eddie into the mix.

Laying peacefully in bed. Your head on eddies chest. Naked under the sheets. Skin touching. His arm around you as you lay at his side. Your arms wrapped around his slender waist. The clock reading 1:43 pm. What more could you want? Nothing could ruin the moment. Until...

BANG! BANG! BANG!

On your bedroom door

"We're back with Suzie come say hi don't be rude." Dustin shouts from the other side of the door waking eddie. Then his running footsteps could be heard. Eddie groans rubbing his eyes. You sit up in bed kissing Eddie sweetly. As you pull away he attempts to chase your lips. But gives up throwing himself into the pillows.

"Morning baby." You say stretching before getting up looking for you pyjamas.

"Afternoon more like." Eddie says glancing at the clock. You both slip your pyjamas back on. Eddie hugs you for a moment and sways holding you. "Common let's go meet Dustins not so imaginary girlfriend." Eddie says kissing your head.

He opens the door for you and you both exit. Walking to the living room eddies arm over your shoulders keeping you close to his side. Dustin hears you before he sees you.

"Finally. Suzie this is y/n. Y/n this is... Why is Eddie here?" Dustin completly trails off starring at Eddie.

"Cause he's my boyfriend n it was late. Hi Suzie I'm Dustins sister nice to meet you." You say stretching nearly accidentally hitting Eddie from how close he was stood next to you. You rub his arm in apology.

"Nice to meet you y/n." Suzie smiles giving you a small wave.

"And this is Eddie you know my D&D club leader I told you about." Dustin gestures to Eddie.

"Oh yes Dustin has told me lots about you." She smiles at eddie.

"Nice to uh meet you." Eddie says still half asleep.

Dustin shows Suzie around the small house and you and Eddie head to the kitchen. You sit in the side as he puts the kettle on making you, your mum and himself a coffee as he refuses to let you do it when he's over due to you burning yourself once. "Your so good to me." You say as Eddie steps between yours legs. He burries his face in your neck arms going to your waist.

Dustin and Suzie walk into the kitchen and Eddie untangles himself from you going back to the coffee task. "Did you seriously only just wake up?" Dustin asked sitting at the small table with Suzie next to him.

"Yes n if it was up to me n not your loud mouth we would still be asleep." Eddie complains half for getting Suzie there. But not enough to not make her and Dustin hot coco. "Here." He slides them a cross the table to the too

"Why won't you let y/n do it?" Dustin askes

"Cause I burnt myself once n he won't get over it." You mumble sipping your coffee as Eddie takes your mum hers rolling his eyes. "He can't say I don't try he's just a drama queen."

"First I'm dungeon master it's my thing. Second I'm not being responsible for if u burn yourself again you was a baby last Time." Eddie says kissing your cheek.

"Hey Eddie..." Dustin askes. Eddie turns so he's stood between your legs with his back to you looking at Dustin arms crossed over his chest. Your arm that isn't holding coffee goes around him. "What?" He answers simply.

"Do you wanna I dunno would you mind taking me and Suzie to the arcade I wanna introduce her to Mike will and Lucas... And then back here..." Dustin askes hastily.

"Only if y/n comes so I'm not a total taxi driver." He answers leaning fully back into you. "I'll come." You say sipping your coffee.

"Well there's your answer." Eddie says. You lean a cross and put your mug in the sink. Both your arms going around his neck. His hands to your legs and and slide to his back. "To my bedroom. I gotta get dressed." You say as Eddie walks out the kitchen with you in his back.

"I hope were like them two one day. They seem so happy, and in love and they act like it's just them two in the world." Suzie says smiling at Dustin sipping her drink.

"Once you get to know them more you'll realise were more like them then you think trust me." Dustin says finally holding her hand. Which she blushes and smiles at.

In your room Eddie throws you on to the bed. Jumping in you as you giggle. "Where the black Lacey top and the black leather mini skirt. I'll give you my leather jacket to go with it." Eddie says kissing you.

"Why?" You giggle.

"Cause you look hot in that outfit and I'm going to willingly give you my jacket." He says rolling off of you to find some of the clothes you'd stolen.

You both get dressed and enter the living room.

"Let's go kiddos." Eddie says signalling for the door. Suzie and Dustin walk out hand in hand smiling. Eddie glanced you up and down. "God I love you in that jacket." Eddie says playfully throwing his head back.

"Mmm and I love you in just the demim over vest really shows yours tattoos." You say walking over to him.

"I love you."

"I love you most."

"Come in Romeo's gonna start shouting at Me if I don't hurry." Eddie says gesturing the door for you. As you close the door and look around you see Dustin and Suzie kissing and then pulling away. Eddie takes your hand and walks down to the van.

"Hey babe?" He says opening the sliding door for the two. "Yeah? " you answer as he slams the side door and them opens yours. Which you happily jump into.

"Remember when we was that awkward?" Eddie whispers and giggles.

"Yeah I remember when you first kissed me and you went as red as a tomato and started stuttering." You laugh putting a hand on his cheek.

"Shhh don't tell them." Eddie says kissing you then closing the door.

He gets in the drivers side and starts the van.

"Red as a tomato huh?" Dustin says to Eddie from the back of the van.

"Shut it Henderson or I'll tell the whole club how awkward that kiss you two just shared there was." Eddie half threatens to which Dustin takes his hands.

"Rights let's go." Eddie pulls out of your driveway and rests a hand on your thigh as he drives to the arcade. Dustin and Suzie are talking and blushing. You can't help but remember when it was you and Eddie sat in the back of the van talking, blushing and giggling and you smile, happy that Dustins found what he never thought he would find.

You look over to Eddie to see him with a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. One hand on the steering wheel and the other on your thigh. He glances over at you and smiles. "Love you." He says as he blows the smoke out the window.

"Love you more." You say taking his hand in yours.

"Love you most." He smirks kissing your hand with a loud 'mwah' sound.

"Huh you bitch." You say smirking kissing his stubbly cheek.

"You love it." He smirks

-

A/n: WOULD ANYONE LIKE A PART 2 CAUSE IDK.

[ladyantiheroine]

Goodwill Towards Men (And Women)

Summary: It's Christmas Eve in Gotham, and the lonely Bruce Wayne is visited by an old friend who disappeared the year before. Read on AO3.

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Selina Kyle

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 5.3k words

Tags: Christmas fluff, wholesome, melancholy, reunions, mistletoe, love confessions, tooth-rotting fluff, cozy, sweet, yearning.

Author's Note: These two deserve a sickly sweet happy ending, dammit.

“The blizzard is looking awfully severe,” Alfred said. 

The butler gazed out the window onto the deep blue night. Gotham was blanketed with white slush, the sky a dark blur of snowflakes and high-pitched winds. No doubt even that the large and illustrious Wayne Manor could be snowbound by morning.

“Well, that’s Gotham for you,” Bruce said. “It blizzards in winter, rains the rest of the year.”

The Wayne heir was seated on the red couch in his lounge. After his final Batman outing of the year, he traded his bat suit for pajamas, a robe, and a pair of warm knitted socks. He sat with his feet propped up by the crackling fireplace with a detective novel opened in his lap.

Alfred had convinced him to take some time off from vigilante work until the new year. Bruce has agree to it, but only because it seemed like most of Gotham’s criminals had dialed back their activities this December. On his last few patrols, Bruce only came across a few petty burglaries and muggings. At one point, he got so bored and was tempted to chase down a car going over the speed limit.

Regardless, Gotham had seen its lowest holiday crime rate in a long time, and that was the only reason Bruce agreed to a break. Perhaps it was because of the blizzard. Perhaps it was because of the fiasco with the Penguin that took place one year before. It seemed like Batman wasn’t needed this Christmas season.

Bruce had to admit, it was nice, if a bit strange, to be spending an entire evening at home with no plans. A dinner of warm soup and a robe fresh from the dryer felt comforting on a frosty winter night. It brought him memories of childhood Christmases, of old holidays songs ballooning from his family’s record player and sipping hot chocolate.

However, Bruce quickly realized the downside to too much free time: Boredom. One chapter into the book he was reading, and he’d already guessed the killer and the entire plot twist. The power was fuzzy due to the storm, so Bruce couldn’t watch television. He sat in a massive house with nothing to do.

Alfred lifted a white-gloved finger to the window and drew a smiley face in the condensation. He chuckled to himself, then turned to the Christmas tree in the corner and adjusted one of the flickering lights.

“If not for the storm,” he said. “Perhaps you could have thrown a party. Invited Gordon, perhaps Dent, a few others. Sounds like a much better way to spend Christmas Eve.”

Bruce shrugged.

“Even if there wasn’t a storm,” he said. “Harvey and Jim have families. I’m not going to take them away from them on Christmas Eve.”

“It is good to spend this time with family,” Alfred agreed. He flicked his eyes over his shoulder. “But that includes you too, Bruce.”

Bruce smirked and raised an eyebrow.

“Aren’t you my family, Alfred?”

“Of course, sir. But I don’t think an old man like me alone is fit to keep a man like you entertained.”

“Don’t speak so badly about yourself, Alfred.”

“All I’m saying,” Alfred turned to face him. “This is not a night of the year to be alone with your employee.”

Bruce pursed his lips. The butler had a point.

Alfred shook his head.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I told you to rest and I’m giving you trouble.”

“No, Alfred,” Bruce said. “It’s fine. You’re…you’re not wrong.”

The old man nodded, then straightened his coat as if to brush the topic off.

“I’m craving a mug of hot coco,” he said. “Would you like me to make you one as well, Master Bruce?”

“Yes, Alfred. Thank you.”

The butler promptly dismissed himself from the lounge and headed to the kitchen. Bruce slapped his book shut and set it down on the coffee table. He leaned back with a sigh and watched the snowflakes whirling on the wind outside the window. The heat from the fireplace warmed the bottom of his feet.

He mulled over Alfred’s words in his head. The old man wasn’t wrong. Bruce did often feel a creeping loneliness glimpsing him just over his shoulder. Wayne Manor, and its adjacent Batcave, were large and cavernous, filled with long hallways and towering ceilings not meant to contain just one person. His home echoed even the faintest footsteps, reminding you of all the empty space there was.

Sure, Alfred was excellent company. But he was Bruce’s butler as much as his surrogate father, and he could only give him so much. And on nights like this, without a vigilante mission to distract him, Bruce was left alone in Wayne Manor with all its silence and ghosts.

He recalled the last few times he had real guests over. Not just business associates from Wayne Enterprises, but friends he brought over simply for the company.

One name that came to him was Vickie Vale. The sharp and intelligent reporter who used to work for the Gotham Globe. She saw right through him, knew he was more than he pretended to be, and the first person he allowed himself to get close to.

As much as they cared for each other, Bruce was not completely surprised that the relationship dissolved. It was hard to reconcile Bruce Wayne with Batman, not to mention the stress of seeing your loved one walk out the door every night and not knowing for sure if he’d come back alive.

Vickie had left Gotham a long while ago now, no doubt thriving in her photojournalism career somewhere else. In a better city, with better people. Perhaps sleeping in the arms of a man who suited her better. One who was as open as a book with no messy complications that demanded her to contend with, who didn’t require her to stay up at night worried if he would make it home in one piece.

Bruce sighed and rubbed his eyes. He hadn’t been right for Vickie. It seemed like he wasn’t right for a lot of people. 

He struggled to imagine someone who would understand, who knew what it was to have this other half. To disappear into someone else as the night fell, someone else that the world could never see.

Then, something flickered like an old, dusty bulb in his head. A memory, two faces that came together, one of a meek blonde secretary and the other of a thief clad in stitched black leather.

“Selina Kyle.”

Her name fell from his mouth. It had been a year since he uttered it and it felt both strange and familiar on his tongue. Selina. Another intelligent, bespectacled blonde who wasn’t fooled by Bruce’s brooding billionaire front (Alfred joked that he had a type). Her memory brought back physical sensations. Her blonde curls in his fingers, her red lips on his mouth, her feline purr in his ear.

Bruce hadn’t thought of her in twelve months. Or, more accurately, hadn’t allowed himself to think of her. Probably because on some level, he knew she had…well, sunk her claws into him more than any other woman. His past paramours had either been temporary flings or public stunts. Simply decorations for his carefully crafted playboy persona. Vickie had come close to something genuine, but even that couldn’t last once Bruce and Bat became one before her. The duality didn’t make sense to her.

But Selina…got it. 

Bruce had sensed it even before they learned each other’s identities. Before the masks were unveiled, it’s like they were kindred spirits. Two unusual people—freaks—playing the role of normal adults in the daylight.

But once night fell…the bat and the cat came out to play.

Selina innately understood Bruce in a way no one else did. She knew what it was to have this darker half, this Mr. Hyde to one’s Dr. Jekyll. To know that certain things could only be achieved by putting on a mask and calling yourself something other than…well, you.

The last time Bruce spoke to Selina, he made her an offer: Stay with him. Live in Wayne Manor, where they could finally join as equals. But Selina refused, and with Penguin defeated, she disappeared into the darkness. All that was left of her was a black cat that found its way to Bruce from an alleway.

As if summoned by his thoughts, Bruce heard a soft meow from the door. He turned to see the black cat, the one he found just last year, sauntered into the room. It leapt onto the couch and curled into his lap.

“Hey there,” Bruce said softly. He grinned and stroked a hand down the cat’s back. The creature purred and nuzzled into him.

He named the cat Lucky, as it was believed black cats were bad luck, but hoped the name would cancel that superstition out. Lucky had been living in Wayne Manor, mostly keeping to himself and licking from milk bowls that Bruce left out.

For a moment, Bruce entertained the fantasy that Selina had left Lucky behind purposefully. Like a substitute, since she couldn’t stay herself. As pleasant as Lucky’s company was, Bruce imagined what this year’s Christmas would look like if Selina had chosen to stay with him. He pictured her seated next to him on the couch, the two of them close together in comfortable silence. Lucky would nestle on Selina’s lap while she flipped through her own book, sipping eggnog from a mug. She would be in a lovely nightgown and robe, maybe some cat slippers, curled next to him like they were an old married couple.

Bruce chuckled. After all this years, he didn’t think he had that kind of sentimentality in him. But he kept imagining it, her blonde frizz resting on his shoulder, dozing off in the warmth while the outside world drew colder and darker. The scene in his head made something curl into him, made something tighten in his chest.

“Coco, Master Bruce.”

Alfred’s voice snapped Bruce from his reverie. Alfred appeared in the doorway with two steaming mugs in his hands.

“Thank you, Alfred,” Bruce said as his butler handed him a mug.

The old man took a sip from his own cup, wiping the brown residue from his mustache. He glanced down at the black feline in Bruce’s lap.

“Good to see Master Lucky has come out of hiding for Christmas Eve,” he said.

The two of them sipped from their mugs. Alfred finished his quickly and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

“I’m feeling a bit tired, sir,” he said. “I think I may go to bed early tonight. Unless you need anything else.”

“I’m good, Alfred,” Bruce said. “Thank you. Get some rest.”

“Goodnight, sir.”

Alfred disappeared down the hall. Bruce set his half-full, lukewarm mug on the coffee table. He sighed and absentmindedly pet Lucky between the ears.

He hadn’t thought of Selina for a year. And now that he started, he couldn’t stop. Her name looped in his head like a record,

Selina. Selina. Selina. 

Bruce’s eyes wandered over to the liquor cabinet in the corner of the room opposite to the twinkling tree. A strange part of him felt crude for craving a glass. Christmas was a time for hot chocolate and eggnog, not bitter brown whiskey.

For a brief moment, Selina’s mischievous voice whispered in his ear. One glass won’t hurt, will it? 

He smirked.

He wondered where she was spending the holidays this year. Was she staying in a better apartment in a better city? Was she still running her hands along diamonds and art exhibits? What did she want for Christmas? Maybe some new collars for her cats? A new coat to keep her warm when she walked home in the chill? A new pair of boots when the old ones worn out from nights running on rooftops?

Bruce halted his thoughts. He was doing it, wasn’t he? He shook his head to rattle the images from his head. There was no point in fantasizing about a woman who wasn’t his. Selina made her decision clear that night in the sewers.

Miss Kyle has been a mousy secretary once, one who berated herself for her loneliness and single life. And it made her miserable. Becoming Catwoman was possibly the best thing that happened to her. She was finally free, uninhibited, unashamed. And Bruce was not one to try and declaw a wild creature.

After all, was he not also a wild creature who didn’t want his wings clipped?

Bruce gently moved Lucky off his lap and stood up. The clock on the mantle told him it was nearing midnight. Tomorrow was Christmas and Bruce needed some sleep.

Before he could put out the fireplace, he paused. His ears perked up, listening past the crinkle of the flames. There was a faint sound coming from the library. Bruce paused for several moment, listening just beyond the door.

One of the perks of becoming a vigilante was that your senses were sharpened. You trained your body to see and hear better, to detect enemies faster. And every one of Bruce’s instincts were telling him someone was in the library.

He began taking quiet steps towards the library. His hands were slow on the doorknob, turning it and pushing it open, all the while his ears perked.

The library was pitch black, save for the moonlight spilling from the arching windows. There was a thickness in the air. Space being taken up, oxygen being sucked up. Bruce stepped inside and flicked his eyes around.

“Someone here?” he called.

A cold breeze brushed through the room. Bruce found a lightswitch on the wall by the door and alighted the room. In a split second, he saw a shadow disappear behind one of the bookshelf. Maybe he was just seeing things, but he swore he saw the zipper of a black leather boot.

“Come on out, now,” he said. “Show your face, and I maybe I won’t call the police.”

No verbal response. Bruce moved slowly into the library, his socks quiet on the wooden floor. Meanwhile, Bruce heard a click that could only come from a pointed heel on a hard wood floor.

“You know,” he said. “If you’re going to break into someone’s home and steal from them, it probably helps to have practical shoes.”

Bruce turned and walked down an aisle between two shelves. He could hear a very soft breath on the other side of the shelf. They were the kind of double-sided shelves that public libraries had. Slowly, he pulled a large, thick book from the shelf. He peeked through the gap into the aisle over.

There, just as he suspected. In the book-sized gap, he saw a swath of black latex with silver stitiching.

It was her.

Catwoman.

Suddenly, the feline thief rushed out of the aisle in the direction of the library door. Bruce darted out the aisle to see Catwoman’s leather silhouette running toward the exit. He hurled the heavy book at the door, and it just missed her head as it pushed ti shut and activated the automatic lock. 

“Shit!” Selina hissed.

Bruce hurried over and as Selina tried to pull open the heavy door. She sneered down at the hefty, hardcover volume on the floor.

“The Complete Works of William Shakespeare,” she read on the cover. “That thing could have knocked my head off.”

“My apologies,” Bruce said. “If I knew I’d have to stop you, I could have picked some Charles Dickens.”

Bruce trailed his gaze over her. Clearly, it wasn’t just Selina’s wit that hadn’t changed. For a brief moment, Bruce felt like it was twelve months prier, and he was sitting on the couch in the parlor, across from a smirking blonde secretary who made his heart skitter. Or dangling from a building while she sneered at him through a mask.

A normal man would have been shocked to find someone breaking into his home. To see someone from his past emerge from the shadows after a year.

But Bruce was not normal. And neither was the woman in front of him.

“I thought you were dead,” he said.

Selina turned to face him and held his gaze. Bruce’s eyes were soft and his hands were where she could see him. No hidden bat toys on him. Her posture loosened a little when she realized he wasn’t going to fight her.

“I thought you would have better security,” she said. “You’d think the richest man in Gotham would have more cameras.”

“Why would I? It keeps interesting company out.”

A brief smirk crossed Selina’s lips.

“I thought you’d be asleep by now,” she said. 

Bruce slipped his hands into the pockets of his robe. His eyes kept flicking to the whip looped around her belt.

“It’s Christmas Eve,” he said. “No one sleeps tonight. Children are up waiting for Santa Claus. And apparently I’m up waiting for cat burglars.” 

He glanced up to the glass hole Selina cut from the glass ceiling. It was just big enough for a person of Selina’s size to shimmy through it with a rope. Miss Kyle was thin, but the hole was still large enough to send a flurry of moonlit snowflakes inside.

Bruce brought his gaze back down to Selina.

“Care to explain why you’re letting a draft into my library?” he asked.

Selina wouldn’t look him in the eye. She gazed to the side on the carpet and shrugged.

“Just came back into town,” she said. “Someone else has already snatched up my old apartment…and the hotel rooms have gotten pricier since last year.”

Selina pursed her lips and Bruce sensed there was an “And” she wasn’t saying. She came to Wayne Manor to steal. Money, jewels, anything she could use to get a warm place to sleep for the night.

But she’d been to Wayne Manor before. She knew the estate was remote, not the place you stumble upon by accident. And it wasn’t like Bruce Wayne was the only guy in Gotham with rich valuables lying about his house.

Selina didn’t just steal from the first house she saw. But Bruce kept his lips sealed.

“I guess this is the part where you call the cops and arrest me,” she said. “I’m sure the GCPD still wants me for the murder of Max Shreck.”

Call the authorities. Another thing that a normal man might do in these circumstances. But once again, Bruce was not a normal man. 

Bruce shook his head.

“You know, Selina,” he said. “If you needed some extra cash, all you had to do was ask.” He took a few tentative steps closer to her. “I know you’re not the kind of woman who likes to rely on men for that stuff. But there’s nothing wrong with asking a friend for help. I wouldn’t expect anything in return.”

He stopped a few feet in front of her and waited for a response. Selina’s eyes flicked him up and down.

“I didn’t think you considered me a friend,” she said. “After the way I left you last time.”

When she rejected his proposal to stay with him. When she was shot multiple times. When she disappeared after electrocuting Max Shreck.

“No hard feelings,” he assured her. “I understand why you left.” He chuckled a little and shook his head. “Honestly I’m…I'm just happy to see you’re okay. You know, after all this time.”

Not just okay. Alive. Back from the dead like a literal Ghost of Christmas past.

Something softened in Selina’s eyes. She reached up and pulled the stitched mask off her head. Her blonde frizz sprung free from the latex. A puff of snowflakes fell from the hole in the ceiling.

“It’s freezing in here,” Bruce said. He turned and unlocked the library door. He held it open for her. “It’s warmer in the parlor, if you’d rather talk in there.”

Selina raised an eyebrow, a smirk creeping onto her face.

“Just promise not to lock the doors while I’m in there,” she said.

“Promise not to break my windows,” Bruce retorted.

The two of them retreated into the parlor and Bruce shut the door behind them. He kept waiting for Selina to pounce, to race to nearest door and get out. Instead, Selina’s eyes glazed over the fireplace, the Christmas tree and the lights strewn about the walls.

“Does the whole manor look like this?” she asks.

“Just about,” Bruce said. “Alfred likes to decorate.” He nibbled his lower lip. “And I kind of do too.”

Selina smirked and turned on her heels to face him.

“A big house,” she said. “A lot of work for a home with only two people in it.”

“Well…I haven’t been as busy as usual. A lot more time on my hands recently.”

“You poor thing.” Selina sauntered closer to Bruce. “Gotham hasn’t been feeding its…nocturnal animals, recently?”

Bruce snickered.

“I guess even criminals need a holiday, do they?” he said.

At that moment, a loud gust of wind past the windows and made the glass shake. A chaotic swirl of snowflakes past the window, mingling in the mist that obscured the horizon.

“That blizzard is getting worse,” Bruce said. “How the hell did you travel through that?”

Selina twisted her lip.

“I caught a ride to Gotham,” she said. “Wasn’t so bad when I got here.”

“Still, weren’t you freezing? I don’t know how temperature controlled that catsuit is.”

Selina didn’t respond. Her eyes lingered at the window, the dark evening that was growing fatally cold as the time ticked past midnight. Bruce could tell what she was doing. She was calculating the risks of leaving, going back out into the streets and trying to find a lodging before hypothermia could get her. Shivering on the road like a stray cat.

Bruce just couldn’t let that happen.

“Selina,” he said.

Selina turned to meet his eyes. Round, pale blue eyes like moonstones. The kind that could glow in the dark. See through the dark.

“I won’t ask you to stay,” he said. “But, if you need somewhere warm to stay for Christmas…you’re welcome here.”

Selina looked at him for a long moment. Bruce didn’t expect a yes from her. She came and got what she wanted. She had no reason to stay and he didn’t expect her to.

So it was a pleasant surprise when her eyes flicked him up and down, twisting her lips in consideration. She sauntered up closer to him, close enough that she would almost sense his heartbeat under his robe.

“I’ve got most of my stuff in storage,” she said. “I really don’t want to go to sleep in this thing.”

Bruce glanced down at the right leather clasping her from head to toe.

“I don’t have any women’s nightwear,” he said. “But…I’ve got some oversized shirts that might be more comfortable.”

Selina smirked and grazed her hand down the back of Bruce’s head.

“Sounds cozy,” she said.

Her voice was a low breath on his lips. Bruce was going to tell her that Wayne Manor had several bedrooms that could serve as a guest lodging, but that thought escape him.

“That California king you mentioned at the charity ball,” he said. “I managed to snatch it up after Shreck’s shut down.”

“Really?” she said.

“It’s nice. But…I don’t think it was made for one person to sleep in.”

Selina pet her fingers through his hair and pressed her other hand to his chest. Her fingers brushed just under the folds of his robs over his white undershirt. 

“Big house of lights, big empty bed,” she mused. “You’ve got a lot of empty space that needs filling, Bruce.”

Bruce pressed his forehead against hers.

“Yeah, I do,” he said.

The two of them were quiet for a few minutes. Selina’s eyes flicked up to the diamond chandelier on the wall. That’s when she saw it, handing from the center point of the ornate fixture: A leafy fleck of green with white berries in a red bow.

Selina looked at Bruce.

“Did you put that there on purpose?” Selina asked.

“If I say yes, will you think I’m clever for it?” he asked.

Then, Selina’s smirk softened into a smile. She cupped a hand on the back of Bruce’s neck and pulled him down into a kiss. Bruce’s heart riccochetted in his ribs. It had been so long since Selina kissed him that he’d almost forgotten the effect it had on him. He melted into her, a small sigh escaping his throat.

When their lips came apart, Bruce was red as a cherry and he knew even the dim chandelier lights couldn’t hide. Selina giggled at his expression.

“I guess you were right,” she said. “A kiss can be deadlier if you mean it.”

Bruce felt something cool on his lips. He touched his bottom lip with his finger and it came back rouge red.

“Fresh lipstick,” he said. “Do you freshen up for all your robberies?”

“A girl likes to be put together,” Selina said.

“Did you come here planning to kiss me?”

“If I say yes, will you think I’m clever for it?”

Bruce chuckled and threaded his fingers between Selina’s. Within a few minutes, the fireplace was reduced to a smouldering woodpile of smokey wisps. Upstairs, the door to the master bedroom was firmly shut.

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Selina woke to sunlight on her eyelids. It took her a few moments to recollect where she was. The bedsheets beneath her body were freshly clean, the mattress thick and fluffy, the duvet of luxurious silk. If a woman like her was sleeping in a bed like this, that meant there was one place she’d stumbled back to.

Sunlight spilled from the arching window of Bruce Wayne’s bedroom. It draped across the bed as Selina sat up and rubbed her eyes. Her makeup was still on, as she saw her eyeliner and mascara black on her fingertips. Clearly, she was too distracted last night to wash up in the bathroom.

Her mind gathered together the memories form last night. She returned to Gotham, and what started as a robbery of Wayne Manor ended with her stumbling into bed with Bruce Wayne. She smiled and her lips buzzed with memories of smearing his skin with rouge.

While it was sunny on the snow outside, it was still late December and a wintery chill ran through the house. Selina was dressed in one of Bruce’ oversized shirts and her underwear, her suit a pile on the floor. She quickly found one of his spare robes on a hanger and wrapped herself in it. It was warm, despite benign fresh from the wash, it still smelled like him.

Downstairs, she heard music playing from a record player. One of those Christmas oldies that languished in the air like the smell of coffee. As Selina approached the kitchen, she heard a sizzle of a pan and the savory scent of bacon.

In the kitchen, Alfred was standing at the stove cooking. Bruce sat at the table, drizzling maple syrup onto a tall stack of chocolate chip pancakes. He sat up straight, his eyes alighting when Selina sauntered in.

“Just in time for breakfast,” he said.

Selina pursed her lips and grinned. She wasn’t sure if she’d be staying long in the morning, but the third plate and silverware set up on the table across form Bruce told her otherwise.

“Merry Christmas, you two,” she said.

Alfred moved the bacon off the pan onto a plate, then turned to face Selina. Over his uniform was a white apron with cartoon Santa Claus on the front.

“Miss Kyle,” Alfred said. “I take it you slept well.”

Selina’s face flushed warm and she glanced at Bruce. He slowed his mouth over a forkful of pancake and gave her a wink. He must have informed Alfred with morning that they had an unexpected guest. Selina grinned.

“Yes, I did,” she said.

“Take a seat. Pancakes are ready, and bacon will be soon.”

Selina tightened the knot on her robe and took a seat across from Bruce at the table. She reached for the stack of pancakes and began piling her plate.

“Hope you don’t mind I borrow the robe,” she said.

“Of course,” Bruce said. He gave her a sly look. “Only if you remember to return it.”

Selina returned the look.

“No promises,” she said. She shrugged. “I can be a bit forgetful.”

Alfred brought over the plate of bacon and Selina’s stomach audibly gurgled. She stacked a few strips on her palte, drizzled her pancakes, then went to eating. At some point during breakfast, she noticed some spots of color on Bruce. His neck. His jawline, a faint one on his cheek. Little remnants of Selina’s lipsticks where she kissed him there…and there…and there…

Selina finished her bacon and wiped the grease from her lip with a napkin. She reached across the table and rubbed at the stain on Bruce’s cheek.

“I made a mess, did I?” she said.

Bruce scoffed and glanced shyly at his lap.

“Alfred was teasing me this morning,” he said.

“As he should.”

The two of chatted for an hour more until both their plates were scraped with syrup, grease and smudges of chocolate. Alfred put their dishes away in the washer before excusng himself to the bathroom. Selina glanced at Bruce across the table and fiddled with a loose thread on her sleeve.

“I guess I should be leaving soon,” Selina said. “The blizzard is past. It should be safer to commute outside.”

“On Christmas Day?” Bruce said. He reaced across the table and placed a hand on hers. “I don’t know I can allow that.”

Selina raised an eyebrow.

“You want to spend Christmas with a thief,” she said.

“I want to spend Christmas with Selina Kyle, the woman I fell in love with.” 

Those words sent a tremor through the room. Selina’s eyes widened and her lip parted. Even Bruce seemed a little thrown off by what he said. But he pursed his lips and squeezed her hand. 

“I’ve missed you, Selina,” he said. “I’ve missed you since last year and I’m not ready to watch you leave again.”

There was something pleading in his gaze. Selina felt something strange curl in her stomach. It was an unusual situation to find herself in. Someone was asking her to stay. Someone wanted, pleaded, for her to stay in their company. She couldn’t recall a time in the past that someone longed for her like that.

She bit her bottom lip and grinned.

“I guess one more day couldn’t hurt,” she said. “Only if Alfred is cooking dinner. That man is magic in the kitchen.”

“He is,” Bruce said. “He’s making a Christmas turkey with mashed potatoes. Open a bottle of red. Have some Christmas pudding for dessert.” He smiled. “Maybe you should stay for New Years too. I’ve already ordered a bottle of champagne and Alfred and I aren’t finishing it on our own.”

Selina covered her mouth while she tried to suppress a laugh.

“Is this a visit or a vacation, Bruce?” she said.

“It’s an invitation,” Bruce said. His face softened. “My offer from last year always stands, Selina. I won’t make you do anything, but…I want you to stay. I want to make you happy. You deserve it after…well, everything.”

Selina’s heart squelched in her chest.

“I can’t promise I’ll behave,” she said. “I’m not the girl I was last December, Bruce. I’ve changed a lot. I can’t promise that Catwoman didn’t come with me when I returned to Gotham. And she’s not an animal I can tame.”

“I hope so,” Bruce said. “Gotham’s been awfully boring without her.”

“I sincerely doubt that.” Selina pursed her lips. “I’ll consider it. I’ll give you until the new year to convince me.”

Bruce grinned and squeezed her hand.

“Challenge accepted.”

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Can I request older version of toman where they take takemichis little twin brothers on a road trip and it was all going mostly until mikey forgot to put the car in park and it just goes down hill

4. Roadtrip

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Toman x male reader with twin

The Toman executives chatted away as they packed up for a road trip, Baji holding (name) and (twins name) by the back of their little overalls, Mitsuya sewing in little handles on the backs as the twins tended to be hyperactive at minimum.

"Ok everything packed and I got the go bags" one in case of an attack and one for the two toddlers who only recently became semi confident with their training toilet.

Mikey had scared the tots with the concept of the "potty monster" and then he got to be the one who had to potty train the boys as takemichi was P I S S E D at this. "We go?" (Twins name) asked curiously as he and his brother were lifted into Draken and mitsuyas arms and kept in the tots line of sight as they tended to get nervous when seperated.

The Kawata twins understood that, they were the same when they were very little-- hell they're still attached to the hip.

Mikeys took the twin tots, his car too small for many people but big enough for the tots car seats in the back.

In the front passenger seat were the twins distractions and snacks...and in the glove box was Mikeys Glock.

Mikey didn't understand just why takemichi was so willing to leave the twins in his car.

Until (name) asked for "coco melon"

And then it was two hours of kids music as the twins sang their little hearts out, off key but very happy.

Mikey needed to pick up asprin on the next pit stop.

Mikey wanted to scream as he left the car "I'll be right back, gotta talk to your brother" Mikey said to the kids who had apple juice and their jams playing.

"How's the twins?" Takemichi asked as he, Chifuyu and Baji stepped out of an all black SUV "they're fine! Drinking apple juice and having a blast!" Mikey played it off as his head pounded.

"Oh that's goo-- HOLY SHIT!" Everyone turned to see Mikey's nice car slowly moved forward down the street, the soft incline moving the car as the children inside giggled away.

"NONONONO!" Toman chased the car down the street and thankfully got the car before any damage.

Downside?

Mikey wasn't allowed to drive alone rest of the way, Draken staring him down with the baby bag in his lap, music turned down and answering the kids questions.

And Mikey never got his asprin.

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Best Character Named X Poll

I'm doing a series of "Best Character Named X" polls where all the characters have the same first name but are from completely different media, feel free to send in name/charcacter suggestions, I'm posting one poll a day. New polls scheduled for 1:30PM BST everyday.

If your favourite character is not included in the poll very sorry i have either never heard of them or actively chose not to include them as theres only 6 characters per poll. Characters will only count of that is their first name, surnames do not count. Official characters in canon only, please do not submit OCs.

Round 519: Mike

Round 520: Mira

Round 521: Ragnar

Round 522: Melody

Round 523: Roman

Round 524: Tanya

Past Polls

Poll Ideas under the cut

Names that I have a complete list for*

Katya, Miriam, Bianca, Aurora, Ramona, Kala, Madeline, Marian, Lena, Cora, Irene, Hilda, Marissa, Lenore, Winona, Una, Marnie, Mirabel, Olympia, Rue, Leslie, Celeste, Pauline, Darcy, Ella, Yukari, Tanya, Briar, Akira, Marlene, Letitia, Koichi, Carina, Yuki, Dee, Sasha, Zain, Edith, Candy, Yumi, Sakura, Suki, Amelia, Sonny, Brianna, Norma, Tristan

Names I have an incomplete list for (welcome to send character suggestions)

Yasmin, Chase, Rudolf, Adeline, Jem, Jude, Bellamy, Nemo, Addison, Adelaide, Candace, Abraham, Destiny, Hero, Drew, Wallace, Jean (feminine), Cheryl, Shane, Tegan, Matthias, Ellis, Josie, Bailey, Eden, Giselle, Keith, Wilfred, Blaine, Pam, Sabine, Kalina, Mindy, Monet, Zara, Elias, Glen, Farah, Faith, Enid, Ross, Antoinette, Elodie, Mallory, Kay, Renee, Willow, Albert, Howard, Clem, Howell, Rowan, José, Christian, Ravi, Dev, Valerie, Jolene, Carrie, Casper, Septimus, Rosalind, Rosamund, Rosie, Rosa, Gerald, Geraldine, Gerard, Ariel, Ariadne, Anya, Ida, Rocky, Mal, Solomon, Sol, Vera, Vincent, Nolan, Sage, Jojo, Calliope, Roxanne, Silver, Noel, Stacy, Lloyd, Alba, Virginia, Eva, Amos, Petra, Marla, Gretchen, Rhydian, Russ, Tate, Tatum, Morris, Ambrose, Grant, Graham, Ivan, Paris, Doris, Rain, Sora, Helga, Garth, Constantine, Courtney, Jamal, Niall, Cecil, Cecilia, Cat, Katherine, Ophelia, Laurie, Lori, Bernadette, Lauren, Angela, Angelina, Angelica, Janine, Austin, Niles, Catriona, Katarina, Octavia, Octavius, Octavian, Eliza, Elisa, Buffy, Bruno, Cyril, November, Winter, Colette, Mercy, Gertrude, Juri, Anton, Edgar, Franklin, Kai, Nash, Blitz, Varrick, Esteban, Damon, Wilbur, Alexis, Siobhan, Killian, Iris, Kaoru, Buttercup, Nero, Dimitri, Sawyer, Tamsin, Aya, Coco, Lucien, Ursula, Avery, Tyrone

Feel free to send more suggestions

*subject to change, you can still submit a character if there is no strikethrough if you think theres a character that its an absolute crime i dont add. Please don't suggest anything for the names with a strikethrough as they are polls that are already in my queue waiting to be published.

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TheWall! Series Part One: Poker Night - Bishop Losa x Reader

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Companion Series to:

Complicated - Bishop already knows your secret.

The Wall - Bishop comes home to find you covered in blood.

It’s poker night at Vicki’s.

Bishop thinks it’s going to be quiet. A couple of drinks, a few rounds of cards while the rest of the guys blow off a little bit of steam. It’s more toned down than it used to be now that most of them have coupled up, but they’ve got a few guys up from Yuma who were looking for a specific form of entertainment and Vicki’s happy to oblige.

Bishop’s playing out the best hand of his life when they hear the gun shots. He knows the sound of a high calibre, long range weapon when he hears it. Despite your best efforts the Reed Coalition are still hunting down immigrants. He knows you’re not out there tonight. You’re meeting with the accountant to discuss the community centre’s finances. Still hearing those gun shots, it puts the shits up him. They were close, too close he thinks.

It's the flash of headlights that makes his heart sink, the sound of wheels spinning out on gravel. Creeper slides the curtain back and Bishop sees the colour drain out of his face before an expletive leaves his mouth. He’s on his feet as the door is thrown open.

It’s you that Riz is carrying, you who’s bleeding out in the other man’s arms. Drops of blood trail down your limp wrist, pattering onto the hard wood floor. Bishop knows that he’ll hear that sound in his fucking dreams.

Coco uses his arm to sweep the cards and poker chips from the table, the plastic disks scatter across the floor, rolling under chairs that are being shifted to make way for the causality. Riz is careful as he lays you down, Bishop takes in the sight of him as Gilly assists. Theres’s glass in his hair, miniscule shards glittering in the warm glow from the lights above. Streaks of crimson run down the left side of his face in rivets from slices across his forehead, cheek and neck. His shirt is soaked with blood, a mixture of both yours and his.

You’re awake, your hand is pressing Riz’s hoodie against the wound just under your clavicle. Coco covers your palm with his own, taking over the task. Bishop’s hand slips into yours, clasping it tightly, quiet reassurance that he’s there, that you aren’t alone. He feels that relief thundering through his system when you squeeze back. You hiss when Coco removes the hoodie, his features pinched as he tries to assess the wound.

“Stitches is on route, but she's an hour out.” Creeper informs them before Vicki shoves a First Aid kit into his hands and directs him to one of the bedrooms up the stairs. Her attention switches to Riz, guiding him onto one of the barstools as Hank flicks open the clasps of his own First Aid box.

“We need to take you upstairs.” Bishop tells you. “Get you some privacy so that Coco can get a better look at that wound. I’ll follow you up alright?”

You nod, a tear leaking down your cheek that he chases away the calloused pad of his thumb.

“I’m gonna be right here Mi Cielito.” He promises you. “Everything is gonna be ok.”

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Story 9: Coco/Gilly

Summary: Summary: Part of the Three: The Magic Number Series. Reader/OC x 2 of the Sons/Mayans. Purely smut with occasional plot/humor. 18+

"Pretty sure Coco told you to sit still on this cock and be a good girl" whispered Gilly into your ear as he dug his thick fingers into your upper thighs preventing you from grinding on him anymore. You whimpered as a pout formed on your lips as you turned to look back at him. "Maybe I wanna be a bad girl" you replied looking up at him through your lashes. Gilly groaned as he felt you clench around him again.

"Patience Princessa" murmured Gilly as he watched Coco walk back into the clubhouse and head towards the table you two were at. "Hows my good girl feeling?" questioned Coco as he kissed your forehead before sitting across from you and Gilly.

"Ready" you stated quickly as you bit your lip making Gilly laugh.

"Your girl is getting a bit bored. Thinks she wants more" replied Gilly as he gave a small thrust up making you gasp as you grabbed onto the table top. Coco chuckled as he sat back in the chair before sipping his beer.

"Well best make my girl happy" stated Coco before he turned his gaze to you. "Keep your eyes locked on mine or this ends" he ordered as your eyes locked.

Once you had nodded Gilly moved his hands to your hips and started sliding you up and down his length slowly making your toes curl as you bit your lip to keep quiet. Gilly grunted as your walls fluttered around him and your release hit you hard. Gillys pace faltered as he chased his own release before pulling out of you and cumming on the back of your thighs.

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Bunny Lore

Authors Note: I know nobody asked for this but since I have a good amount of Bunny x Ponyboy pics up, I thought I'd give y'all a little taste of what Bunny is like.

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Bunny, whose real name is Priscilla (I don't know what Ace's last name is so if you know what it is-or have any suggestions for their last name, please lmk)

Bunny is 14 years old (2 years younger than Ace)

Ace started calling her Bunny because one time when the two were out on a walk and a bunny literally came out of nowhere.

Bunny started chasing it and she caught it, holding it gently in her hands as she gently stroked its brown fur.

She just kept muttering "bunny bunny bunny, my bunny"

And Ace stuck with it.

So this means that Bunny has a bunny 💀

She named the bunny coco, since it's brown

Ik original right??? Right guys...?

Anyway, Bunny does look a lot like Ace. LIKE A LOT

Same brown eyes

Same tan/caramel tan skin

Same brown curls, except Bunny's are a lot longer and go past her shoulder.

Her fashion is mixed and she doesn't really mind wearing boy or girl clothes because..

Well, clothes is clothes and she's just happy to have something.

But she lovesss-LOVESS styling her curls.

I mean who wouldn't

People who have curly hair are literally majestic because their curly hair is easy to style

But ik it's hard to take care of so for my curly heads out there, you're my troopers and ily.

The gang is always-ALWAYS protecting that girl.

Especially Ponyboy.

He loves that girl with his heart and soul.

He'll sometimes write little stories or poems about her and even for her at times.

He's still a little shy when it comes to that.

Her favorite color is purple

Don't ask why it just is

She hates fights-like despises them

But she did participate in the rumble because

DO IT FOR JOHNNY

#missyoujohnnycakes

ANYHOW

Bunny is a very shy and sympathetic person, and is secretly friends with a few Soc girls.

Including Bev

I've always hc in my head that Bunny has this thing abt her that just makes people like her

Like nobody hates the poor girl

She's kind-insanely kind

She loves to cook and bake, and she often helps out darrel with dinner so the food will have some flavor 💀

She loves

LIKE LOVESS the rain

Sometimes she plays around in it with Ponyboy, even though they know they're gonna get sick after.

They do it because their two lovesick teens

Unfortunately Bunny has been jumped before

Three times actually...

IM SORRY BUT SHE HAS TO GO THROUGH SOME SORT OF TRAUMA

Dally and Two-Bit taught her how to fight cause why wouldn't they

She knows about Soda's crush on Ace and is always helping him trying to get with her or at least make some progress with her

She loves the gang, and is a very loyal person

She'll never fail them

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Meet the crew!!!! [Quick Disclaimer: This is purely fan made. None of these are the creator, Pyxilate (or Pyxilatezero, her alt)'s original characters. This is for the memes, not a serious blog. You could think of them like a VTuber agency, except I’m working alone and I’m not getting paid because I’m too young to legally make money]

⚠️SONGS WITH CURSE WORDS WILL NOT BE COVERED UNLESS A CLEAN VERSION EXISTS OR THE SONG IS EASY TO COVER WITHOUT THEM [E.G. “Eyes Half Closed” BY CRYWOLF]. ⚠️

Lead Singer & Costume Designer Rae Taylor from I’m In Love with the Villainess. Quote: “As long as it doesn’t get in the way of my Claire time.”

Stage Production & Backup Vocalist Elsa Dorothy from Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess. Quote: “If it will make Yvonne like me more, I’m down. What do you mean, I can’t cheese this with magic?”

Choreographer & Backup Vocalist Malori Crowett from Mage & Demon Queen. Quote: “You put me in charge of the choreography? It doesn’t take a genius to know I’m not the most well coordinated. Although… look at the other options.”

Head Publicist & Backup Vocalist Ruby Rose from RWBY. Quote: “You should see the other me. Whom I look like now because anime.”

Music Arrangement & Backup Vocalist Kana Arima from Oshi No Ko. Quote: “After learning that chasing after Aqua was futile, I decided to stay way from the romance department. And then [Hoshino] Ruby literally knocked down my door and said, ‘Hello, not an option.’ So I’m bisexual now.”

[Disclaimer: knowledge of this character is limited solely to the first season of Oshi No Ko as an Anime and not at all extended to the manga]

Manager, Assistant Publicist, and Forbidden from Singing Kino Himari from Whisper Me a Love Song (or Whispering You a Love Song depending on your Google translate history). Quote: “Now I can manage two wonderful bands! Although REMRK is closer to a cover performance group than a band. I wonder…”

All ships/relationships to be noted for character interactions:

I’m in Love With the Villainess: -Rae Taylor x Claire François -Manaria Sousse x Philine Nur -Yuu Bauer x Misha Jur -Lilly Lilium x Clarice Répète III

Really the only ship in Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess: -Elsa Dorothy x Yvonne Smollett

Mage & Demon Queen: -Malori Crowett x Velverosa Ghalaztox -Fenn x Leora -Cerik Aldebrandt x Melathia -Cecilia Doltessa x Fillonne

RWBY & RWBY: Ice Queendom: [there’s a lot] -Ruby Rose (RWBY) x Weiss Schnee (RWBY: Ice Queendom) -Jaune x Trauma [this is a commonly made joke by Ruby] -Yang x Blake (Universal) -Winter x Penny (RWBY) -Sun x Neptune (Universal) -Velvet x Coco (Universal) -Oscar x Whitley (RWBY) -Summer x Raven (RWBY) -Jaune x Pyrrha (RWBY: Ice Queendom) -Ren x Nora (Universal) -Cinder x Emerald (RWBY)

Oshi no Ko: Ruby Hoshino x Kana Arima Aquamarine Hoshino x Akane Kurokawa

Whisper me a Love Song: Kino Himari & Asanagi Yori Izumi Shiho x Mizuguchi Aki

[I know this is a stupid idea. Please refrain from repeating unnecessary reminders of my horrible plans gone awry. Sincerely, Pyxilate]

[eroticdarling]

‹ Sanzu Slut › ‹ Choso Girlfriend › ‹ Shuji Wife ›

ಇ. Likes

Anime × Manga × Writing × Drawing × Fashion × Dancing × Boba × Horror × Cybercore × Retro Anime × Being Creative × Relaxing × Basketball × Meditation

ಇ. Dislikes

Spiders × Nasty Food

ಇ. Favorite Series

P-Valley × Jujutsu Kaisen × Blue Lock × Tokyo Revengers × Seven Deadly Sins × Demon Slayer × Black Butler × Haikyuy × Nana × Kamisama Kiss × Inuyasha × JJBA × Berserk × Mob Psyco 100 × Spy X Family × My Dress Up Darling × Chainsaw Man × And More

ಇ. Favorite Movies

Perfect Blue × Akira × Wolf Children × The Garden Of Words × Spirited Away × Howls Moving Castle × Ponyo × My Neighbor Totoro × Mirai × Fireworks × Josee, The Tiger And The Fish × Grave Of The Fireflies × Anohana × A Silent Voice × Bubble × And More

ಇ. Favorite Mangas

Gokurakugai × My Star × Hells Paradise × Zom 100 × Rent A Girlfriend × Doraemon × Bungo Stray Dogs × Horimiya

ಇ. Favorite Webtoons

Homesick × High Spirits Neona × The God Of Hugh School × The End Of You × Sweet Home × Marry My Husband × Grand Ma × Everything Is Fine × The End Of Ma'at × Shotgun Boy × Get Schooled × Lookism × Hero Killer

ಇ. Favorite Music Artists

H.E.R. × Summer Walker × Bryson Tiller × The Weeknd × Ariana Grande × Jhene Aiko × Coco Jones × Tink × Frank Ocean × J.Cole × Ella Mai × Daniel Caesar × Amaarae × Brent Faiyaz × SZA × Lessarafim × BiBi × Chase Atlantic × TWICE × Jessi × G-Idle × NewJeans × NMIXX × Chanmina × BlackPink × Everglow

ಇ. Favorite Writers

@chrollohearttags × @sin-and-punishment × @prncessrindou × @sleepysnk × @slttygeto × @preciousamethyst × @saetorou × @salaciousdoll × @tokyothirstygang × @bajibitch × @sukunababy × @fairy-angel222 × @screampied × @s4no × @ridingthatd × @nyurseharuchiyo × @honeybleeds × @kingkonoha × @carriegurl56 × @kamiversee

[coconox]

rambling abt nocti (again)

long post, just to let out my delulu thoughts

warnings: sands of wrath spoilers, cerberus event spoilers, nsfw near the 2nd half of the post, cerberus!skk x nocti (oc x canon), lots of hc, no proofread, i wrote this all on my phone i'm desperate to scream into the void about all this

it's pretty noticeable how nocti acts like he's more human compared to the other constructs he's worked with. he only brings up the fact that he is a construct if he wants to intimidate someone desperately negotiate with someone, but otherwise everyone treats him like he's just some guy and he totally rolls with it. it's been mentioned a few times how he heavily pants, which is something completely unnecessary for constructs to do, but it feels natural for him. huzi mentions how the way he passes knives is something that was only remembered in the golden age, in which nocti shrugs it off saying it's just a natural instinct (even tho that kind of basic information seems long gone at this point)

he cares about people a lot more than what he tells them. there's been both er5 and cerby event where someone gets roped into some mess he (+ sometimes cerberus) is in and wants to help them even tho there has been a few arguments between him and vera on whether or not the person should be left alone. the person also almost ends up dying and nocti franctically tries to find a way to delay or stop their inevitable death. i'm suspecting that the cerby event does take place some time after er5, since he did eventually learn how to provide a bit of first aid through finally observing vera on how she does it

he also cares a lot about his team despite all the slander thrown at him. he was willing to shift the blame onto himself during 21's incident or concerningly asks if vera's sick (even tho constructs can't get sick, again emphasizing how nocti reacts a bit more like how a human reacts)

when off-duty, to get away from 21 and vera, nocti would probably chill a lot in coco's room office. they don't mind the company since all nocti does 70% of the time is sleep, the other 30% is complain on how bored he is or he just straight up does his workout in their office

as much as he shits on bad movies, he loves them. coco doesn't mind if nocti starts playing some movie in the background while they're working, and might even join in on watching it with nocti after they're done with work

once it became established that coco has a sweet tooth, nocti wouldn't stop giving them new receipes he's found in wgaa archives. not that they're complaining, it's free food, and nocti is surprisingly good at baking despite being an idiot outside of things he's genuinely good at

taking note of the first point mentioned, if a makeout session happens between him and coco, he will ocassionally break it not just for them to take a breather, but he also takes a breather as well. even tho it's absolutely not necessary considering he's a construct, it just feels natural for him to do so

because all coco does is focus on work, nocti does crave some attention from his commandant. a lot of times they just ignore nocti's sad puppy eyes of wanting affection, and he ends up moping around till coco's done. if coco does eventually give in while they're working, nocti both mildly regrets it and heavily enjoys it as coco teases and edges the living daylights out of him. he got the attention he's been asking for, but at what cost?

nocti can either be extremely gentle during sex, or go extremely feral about it. he wants to be as careful as possible knowing how fragile humans are, but in the end he would always lose control of himself, constantly trying to chase after the high of how good it feels being inside his commandant

loves marking them, he often feels the need to mark them even tho it's not really necessary, they are cerberus's commandant after all. but nocti wants to make it clear that they're his and his alone. but often feels a little bad after noticing how deep of a mark he imprinted onto them, since bite marks would be so deep they end up bleeding a little

loves eating out, to the point where he's pussydrunk even. there's times where he would desperately ask if he could eat coco out while they're working, to which they normally reply with no, but there have been a few exceptions

he goes absolutely insane when he's praised. it's not everyday he gets to hear he's done a good job, but when he gets praises from his commandant, it's like he's on cloud nine. in normal circumstances he doesn't know how to react to praise, he's often confused since for most of his life he's always gotten the bad end of the stick. but when he's intimate with his commandant, getting praised is another high he'll constantly be going after. the soft expression coco gives while gently caressing him, whispering sweet nothings over and over again is something nocti will never have enough of

nocti goes all out for aftercare. he'll be adamant about cooking for them all day and would help tend to easing any pain they're feeling. he'll also take the time to cuddle with them all day and refuses to get up unless they tell him to

nocti will always be the one to initiate any romantic gestures first, and often would be thrown off guard if coco would decide to be the one to initiate first

he gets very overprotective, basically becoming a guard dog for his commandant

[kamiversee]

kamiii i’m listening to music rn and it has me wondering. what kind of music are you into?

-🎀

Aaaand you’ve triggered my yapping…

I’LL JUST MAKE A LIST OF ARISTS I LISTEN TO…

This is in no specific order & I know it’s long but bear with me I listen to nearly every genre and I love music so much, it’s literally the key to my soul.

Anyway, here;

The Weekend, Doja Cat, SZA, Rema, Bryson Tiller, Sade, Malcolm Todd, Brent Faiyaz, Faye Webster, Lil Uzi Vert, Ariana Grande, Sonder, Mac DeMarco, Frank Ocean, Tyler The Creater, Billie Eilish, A$AP Rocky, Rhianna, MJ, Summer Walker, Childish Gambino, Tyla, Kali Uchis, Amaarae, Daniel Caesar, Don Toliver, Giveon, Miguel, Kendrick Lamar (yes I’m team K dot over drake.), Metro Boomin (idk if he counts tbh), Future, Sabrina Carpenter, Suki Waterhouse, Playboi Carti, GloRilla, Chase Shakur, CAS, Cafuné, Tame Impala, Fall Out Boy, Linkin Park, Green Day, Evanecence, Three Days Grace, The Internet, Destroy Lonely, Kaash Paige, Imogen Heap, Clara La San, Wisp, Men I Trust, Mareux, Yot Club, Tinashe, Victoria Monet, Jhené Aiko, Beyonce (sometimes), 21 Savage, NewJeans, TWICE, Wonder Girls, Dua Lipa, LE SSERAFIM, PinkPanthress, Olivia Rodrigo, Aespa, LISA, ROSE, Thundercat, Avenoir, Bryant Barnes, The Smiths, The Cardigans, Phantogram, Panic! At The Disco, Kate Bush, Novulent, Deaftones, Paramore, Flyleaf, Weezer, Jungle, Arctic Monkeys, Chase Atlantic, Lil Yachty, Bruno Mars, Partynextdoor, Doechii, MCR, Pink Floyd, Kehlani, Cardi B, Megan Thee Stallion, Usher, Ashanti, TLC, J. Cole, Lady Gaga, Travis Scott, Mac Miller, Willow Smith, Koffee, Tems, Yeat, Odetari, Kanii, Juice WRLD (rip—I miss him sm, same w X), Masego, Laufey, Babyxsosa, 6LACK, Flo Milli, Ayesha Erotica, 4batz, Essosa, Bôa, Kanye West, Joji, James Quinn, Austin Farwell, Symphocat, nowt, daniel.mp3, C418 (yes, yes I listen to mc music.), Muse, The Neighbourhood, TV Girl, Jorja Smith, Solange, Lana Del Rey, Montell Fish, Rex Orange County, H.E.R., Coco Jones, Steve Lacy, Hotel Ugly, & uhm… a lot more…

I took this list straight off of my main playlist I kid you not & there’s so much more 💀 I listen to Disney movie soundtracks too (Descendents, Teen Beach Movie, & HSM when I’m feeling quirky) then there’s also the few FNAF songs I have……..

And a lot more but this is it for now… I think.

IM SORRY FOR THT LONG ASS LIST I JUST LISTEN TO A LOT AND IM RLLY PASSIONATE ABT MUSIC 😭

[densesindealer]

My Full Muse List, Updated

I decided to go through and update my entire muse list, adding and removing characters, and I decided to make a post with the list that I intend to give easy to find tags on my blog, or to pin it later on.

All male muses can be used for gender transformation asks, and any males from their series can be used for gender transformation asks so long as they follow the other rules of my blog. This applies even if a male character from the series isn't normally on my muse list as their male counterpart. I.E. Byakuya from Danganronpa as a woman with Makoto, or Bakugou from My Hero Academia as a woman with Midoriya.

Danganronpa

Makoto Naegi

Junko Enoshima

Mukuro Ikusaba

Celestia Ludenberg

Aoi Asahina

Sayaka Maizono

Kyoko Kirigiri

Sakura Oogami

Toko Fukawa

Chiaki Nanami

Mikan Tsumiki

Hiyoko Saionji

Akane Owari

Peko Pekoyama

Ibuki Mioda

Mahiru Koizumi

Sonia Nevermind

Komaru Naegi

Kanon Nakajima

Hiroko Hagakure

Kotoko Utsugi

Monaca Towa

Chisa Yukizome

Miaya Gekkogahara

Seiko Kimura

Aiko Umesawa

Ando Ruruka

Kirumi Tojo

Tsumugi Shirogane

Angie Yonaga

Tenko Chabashira

Maki Harukawa

Miu Iruma

Kaede Akamatsu

Himiko Yumeno

Spy x Family

Yor Forger

Anya Forger

League Of Legends

Ahri

Akali

Senna

Miss Fortune

Lux

Jinx

Vex

Xayah

Vi

Annie

Ashe

Caitlyn

Irelia

Seraphine

Morgana

Neeko

My Hero Academia

Izuku Midoriya

Momo Yaoyorozu

Ochako Uraraka

Mina Ashido

Tsuyu Asui

Toru Hagakure

Kyouka Jirou

Mei Hatsume

Melissa Shield

Nejire Hado

Nemuri Kayama/Midnight

Rumi Usagiyama/Mirko

Kaoruko Awata/Bubble Girl

Emi Fukukado/Ms. Joke

Ryuku Tatsuma/ Ryukyu

Yu Takeyama/Mt. Lady

Shino Sosaki/Mandalay

Ryuko Tsuchikawa/Pixie-Bob

Tomoko Shiretoki/Ragdoll

Inko Midoriya

Mitsuki Bakugou

Kinoko Komori

Tokage Setsuna

Yui Kodai

Ibara Shiozaki

Pony Tsunotori

Itsuka Kendo

Reiko Yanagi

Himiko Toga

Manami Aiba/La Brava

Nana Shimura

Camie Utsushimi

Chitose Kizuki/Curious

Fuyumi Todoroki

Rei Todoroki

Kaina Tsutsumi/Lady Nagant

Merlin (BBC Series)

Merlin Ambrosius

Morgana Le Fay

High Priestess Nimueh

Harry Potter

Harry Potter

Cho Chang

Luna Lovegood

Fleur DeLacour

Gabrielle DeLacour

Hermione Granger

Katie Bell

Alicia Spinnet

Angelina Johnson

Lavender Brown

Susan Bones

Hannah Abbott

Daphne Greengrass

Astoria Greengrass

Bellatrix Lestrange

Narcissa Malfoy

Pansy Parkinson

Nymphadora Tonks

Andromeda Tonks

Aurora Sinistra

Septima Vector

Tracey Davis

Rowena Ravenclaw

Helena Ravenclaw

Penelope Clearwater

Amelia Bones

Lily-Evans Potter

Rose Weasley

Lily Luna Potter

Sue Li

Romilda Vane

Padma Patil

Parvati Patil

Mirabel Garlick

AI The Somnium Files

Kaname Date

Aiba

Shizure Kuranushi/Boss

Mizuki Okiura

Iris Sagan

Amame Doi

Phoenix Wright

Phoenix Wright

Mia Fey

Maya Fey

Pearl Fey

Trucy Wright

Ema Skye

Franziska von Karma

Athena Cykes

Lana Skye

The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles

Ryunosuke Naruhodo

Susato Mikotoba

Iris Wilson

Nikolina Pavlova

Gina Lestrade

Percy Jackson

Percy Jackson

Hazel Levesque

Piper McLean

Annabeth Chase

Reyna Ramirez-Arellano

Thalia Grace

Zoe Nightshade

Clarisse La Rue

Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Silena Beauregard

Sally Jackson

Bianca di Angelo

Calypso

Athena

Artemis

Aphrodite

Hera

Demeter

Hestia

Hecate

Persephone

Scooby-Doo

Norville ‘Shaggy’ Rogers

Daphne Blake

Velma Dinkley

Thorn

Luna

Dusk

Tanis The Mummy

Sibella Dracula

Phantasma

RWBY

Jaune Arc

Ruby Rose

Weiss Schnee

Blake Belladonna

Yang Xiao-Long

Pyrrha Nikos

Nora Valkyrie

Coco Adel

Velvet Scarlatina

Glynda Goodwitch

Cinder Fall

Neopolitan

Emerald Sustrai

Ilia Amitola

Winter Schnee

Willow Schnee

Kali Belladonna

Summer Rose

Raven Branwen

Salem

Penny Polendina

Neon Katt

Saphron Cotta-Arc

Terra Cotta-Arc

Street Fighter

Chun-Li

Cammy White

Rainbow Mika

Mortal Kombat

Johnny Cage

Cassie Cage

Kitana

Mileena

Tanya

Jade

Sindel

Skarlet

Jacqui Briggs

Li Mei

Cetrion

Sareena

Fairy Tale

Erza Scarlet

Lucy Heartfilia

Brandish U

Konosuba

Wiz

Aqua

Megumin

Darkness

Yunyun

Avatar The Last Airbender

Katara

Toph Beifong

Azula

Ty Lee

Danny Phantom

Ember Mclain

Dani Phantom

Sam Manson

Jazz Fenton

Madeline Fenton

Desiree

Johnny Test

Johnny Test

Susan Test

Mary Test

Sissy Blakely

Lila Test

DC Comics

Bruce Wayne/Batman

Harleen Quinzel/Harley Quinn

Pamela Isley/Poison Ivy

Thalia al Ghul

Zatanna Zatara/Zatanna

Barbara Ann Minerva/Cheetah

Diana Prince/Wonder Woman

Teen Titans

Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson/Robin/Nightwing

Rachel Roth/Raven

Komand’r/Blackfire

Tara Strong/Terra

Jynx

Arrowverse

Oliver Queen/Green Arrow

Barry Allen/The Flash

Nyssa al Ghul

Sara Lance/White Canary

Laurel Lance/Black Canary

Thea Queen/Speedy

Shado Fei

Caitlin Snow/Killer Frost

Kara Zor-El/Supergirl

Marvel Comics/MCU

Peter Quill/Star-Lord

Peter Parker/Spider-Man

Leopold ‘Leo’ Fitz

Steve Rogers/Captain America

Jennifer Walters/She-Hulk

Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow

Jean Grey

Emma Frost

Mary Jane Watson

Gwen Stacy

Gamora

Mantis

Susan Storm/The Invisible Woman

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

Elektra

Kamala Khan/Mrs. Marvel

Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel

Felicia Hardy

Kitty Pryde

X-23

Mystique

Ava Ayala/White Tiger

Lady Sif

Daisy Johnson/Quake

Jemma Simmons

Melinda May

Genshin Impact

Aether

Lumine

Amber

Kamisato Ayaka

Barbara

Jean

Beidou

Ningguang

Collei

Diona

Klee

Qiqi

Paimon

Eula

Rosaria

Fischl

Mona

Ganyu

Keqing

Yoimiya

Raiden Shogun

Kujou Sara

Yae Miko

Hu Tao

Sangonomiya Kokomi

La Signora

Lisa

Noelle

Shenhe

Sucrose

Xiangling

Yelan

Code Geass

Lelouch Lamperouge/Lelouch vi Britannia

C.C.

Cornelia li Britannia

Euphemia li Britannia

Nunnally vi Britannia

Kallen Kouzuki

Villetta Nu

Kaguya Sumeragi

Shirley Fenette

Milly Ashford

Nina Einstein

Cecile Croomy

Infinite Stratos

Ichika Orimura

Chifuyu Orimura

Madoka Orimura

Cecilia Alcott

Laura Bodewig

Lingyin Huang/Rin

Charlotte Dunois

Houki Shinonono

Tabane Shinonono

Tatenashi Sarashiki

Kanzashi Sarashiki

Maya Yamada

Guilty Crown

Shu Ouma

Inori Yuzuriha

Hare Menjou

Haruka Ouma

Mana Ouma

Tsugumi

Ayase Shinomiya

Durarara!!

Mikado Ryuugamine

Celty Sturluson

Anri Sonohara

Super Mario Bros/Super Crown

Luigi

Bowsette

Booette

Rosalina

Princess Peach

Princess Daisy

Shy Gal

Undertale

Frisk

Chara

Toriel

Undyne

Muffet

Temmie

Five Nights At Freddy’s

Toy Chica

Roxanne Wolf

Glamrock Chica

Vanessa

Vanny

Every Male Animatronic As A Female

Kingdom Hearts/Disney

Sora

Kairi

Aqua

Xion

Larxene

Namine

Mulan

Elsa

Go Go Tomago

Belle

Cinderella

Alice

Snow White

Rapunzel

Helen Parr/Elastigirl

Violet Parr

Mirage

Judy Hopps

Your Turn To Die

Sara Chidoun

Maple

Tia Safalin

Reko Yabusame

Kanna Kizuchi

Huniepop

Tiffany Maye

Audrey Belrose

Kyu Sugardust

Kyanna Delrio

Celeste Luvendass

Nekopara

Chocola

Vanilla

Coconut

Azuki

Maple

Cinnamon

Spartacus

Spartacus

Ilithyia

Mira

Persona Series

Yu Narukami

Akira Kurusu/Joker

Chie Satonaka

Yukiko Amagi

Naoto Shirogane

Rise Kujikawa

Margaret

Marie

Ann Takamaki

Shiho Suzui

Makoto Niijima

Haru Okumura

Futaba Sakura

Kasumi Yoshizawa

Sae Niijima

Tae Takemi

Sadayo Kawakami

Pixie

Angel

Succubus

Silky

Apsaras

Cybele

Yaksini

Ishtar

Leanan Sidhe

Clotho

Lachesis

Atropos

Hua Po

Lilim

Maria

Pokemon Series

Hypno

Rosa

Elesa

Hilda

May

Dawn

Jessie

Lillie

Lusamine

Bea

Serena

Misty

Officer Jenny

Nurse Joy

Nessa

Cynthia

Flannery

Marnie

Lorelai

Mallow

Serena

Sonia

Akari

Mai

Arezu

Irida

Palina

Magma Admin Courtney

Nemona

Iono

Tulip

Professor Sada

Professor Juniper

Rika

Dendra

Carmine

Doki Doki Literature Club

Monika

Yuri

Sayori

Natsuki

Overwatch

Hana Song/D.VA

Amelie Lecroux/Widowmaker

Ana Amari/Ana

Angela Ziegler/Mercy

Lena Oxton/Tracer

Olivia Colomar/Sombra

Fareeha Amari/Pharah

Elizabeth Caledonia Ashe/Ashe

Brigitte Lindholm/Brigitte

Echo

Mei-Ling Zhou/Mei

Kiriko Komori/Kiriko

Illari Quispe Ruiz/Illari

Zero Escape

Sigma Klim

Phi

Alice

Clover Field

Mira

Luna

Hazuki Kashiwabara/Lotus

Akane Kurashiki

Resident Evil

Ethan Winters

Leon Scott Kennedy

Mia Winters

Claire Redfield

Jill Valentine

Sherry Birkin

Ada Wong

Rebecca Chambers

Sheeva Alomar

Bela Dimitrescu

Ashley Graham

Eveline

Dragon Ball Z

Broly

Android 18

Android 21

Cheelai

Bulma

Chi-Chi

Towa

Vados

Kusu

Marcarita

Bioshock Infinite

Booker Dewitt

Elizabeth Comstock

Helltaker

Modeus

Lucifer

Cerberus

Judgement

Azazel

Malina

Pandemonica

Justice

Beelzebub

Zdrada

Kim Possible

Ron Stoppable

Bonnie Rockwaller

Shego

Kim Possible

Monster High

Draculaura

Clawdeen Wolf

Cleo de Nile

Lagoona Blue

Toralei Stripe

Abbey Bominable

Venus McFlytrap

Spectra Vondergeist

Final Fantasy

Tifa Lockhart

Aerith Gainsborough

Yuffie Kisaragi

Jessie Rasberry

Stardew Valley

Haley

Emily

Abigail

Leah

Maru

Robin

Jodi

Caroline

Animal Crossing

Isabella

Ankha

Fauna

Judie

Diana

Infamous Second Son

Delsin Rowe

Abigail ‘Fetch’ Walker

Saints Row

The Boss

Shaundi

Kinzie Kensington

Asha Odekar

KiKi DeWynter

Viola DeWynter

Supernatural

Sam Winchester

Ruby

Lilith

Jo Harvelle

Ellen Harvelle

Ava Wilson

Bela Talbot

Sarah Blake

LOTR’s Shadow Of War

Talion

Shelob

Idril

Adventure Time

Marceline The Vampire Queen

Flame Princess

Ice Queen

Scream TV

Noah Foster

Riley Marra

Brooke Maddox

Piper Shaw

Dishonoured

Corvo Attano

Emily Kaldwin

Buffy The Vampire Slayer

Xander Harris

Buffy Summers

Dawn Summers

Willow Rosenberg

Cordelia Chase

Jenny Calendar

Amy Madison

Drusilla

Faith Lehane

Tara Maclay

Darla

Until Dawn

Chris Hartley

Matt Taylor

Emily Davis

Jessica Riley

Samantha Griddings

Hannah Washington

Beth Washington

Corpse Party

Ayumi Shinozaki

Seiko Shinohara

Naomi Nakashima

Yui Shishido

Date A Live

Kurumi Tokisaki

Tohka Yatogami

Yoshino Himekawa

Gravity Falls

Dipper Pines

Pacifica Northwest

Tambry

Wendy Corduroy

Total Drama Island

Gwen

Lindsay

Heather

Bridgette

Courtney

Chuck

Charles ‘Chuck’ Bartowski

Ellie Bartowski

Sarah Walker

Carina Miller

Lou Palone

Anna Wu

Alex McHugh

Skyrim

Serana

Lydia

Aela

Beautiful Creatures

Ethan Wate

Lena Duchannes

Ridley Duchannes

Olivia ‘Liv’ Durand

Jurassic Park

Alan Grant

Zach Mitchell

Owen Grady

Ellie Sattler

Lex Murphy

Claire Dearing

Zara Young

Telltale’s The Walking Dead

Lee Everett

Javier Garcia

Clementine

Carley

Lily

Violet

Eleanor

Kate

iCarly/Victorious

Freddie Benson

Carly Shay

Sam Puckett

Jade West

Tori Vega

Trina Vega

Cat Valentine

Alice In Borderland

Ryouhei Arisu

Hikari Kuina

Rizuna An

Yuzuha Usagi

Asahi Kujō

Saori Shibuki

Elden Ring/Souls Series

Melina

Ranni

Sellen

The Fire Keeper

Lies Of P

Pinocchio

Sophia

Eugenie

Laxasia 

Belle

Red Fox

Youngest Of The Black Rabbit Brotherhood

Mascots

Wendy’s Mascot

Starbucks Girl

Samsung Sam

Miscellaneous

Wednesday Addams (The Addams Family)

Lola Bunny (Looney Tunes)

Nezuko Kamado (Demon Slayer)

Chika Fujiwara (Kaguya-Sama: Love Is War)

Hinata Hyuga (Naruto)

Akeno Himejima (High School DxD)

Rin Tohsaka (Fate/Stay Night)

Hestia (Is It Wrong To Try To Pick Up Girls In A Dungeon)

Jessica Rabbit (Who Framed Roger Rabbit?)

Lara Croft (Tomb Raider)

Samus Aran (Metroid)

Ahsoka Tano (Star Wars)

Juliet Starling (Lollipop Chainsaw)

Morrigan Aensland (Darkstalkers)

Kitty Katswell (Tuff Puppy)

Palutena (Kid Icarus)

Faith Seed (Far Cry 5)

Marge Simpson (The Simpsons)

Lois Griffin (Family Guy)

Vanessa Doofenshmirtz (Phineas & Ferb)

Ciri (The Witcher)

Quiet (Metal Gear Solid)

Loona (Helluva Boss)

Tigress (Kung Fu Panda)

Frankie Foster (Foster’s Home For Imaginary Friends)

Super Sonico (Nitroplus)

Faith Connors (Mirror’s Edge)

Mavis Dracula (Hotel Transylvania)

2B (Nier Automata)

Alice Angel (Bendy And The Ink Machine)

Piper Wright (Fallout 4)

Saeko Busujima (Highschool Of The Dead)

Komi Shouko (Komi Can’t Communicate)

Rem (Re:Zero)

Raphtalia (Rising Of The Shield Hero)

Velvet Crowe (Tales Of Berseria)

Smurfette (The Smurfs)

Lady Love Dies (Paradise Killer)

Tatsumaki (One Punch Man)

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Mwf? This looks amazing!!!!

thank you so much! i'd love to see alexa demie, america ferrera, anne hathaway, anya taylor joy, ayo edebiri, brittany snow, carey mulligan, chase sui wonders, coco jones, courteney cox, elizabeth lail, fka twigs, halle bailey, havana rose liu, jane de leon, jenna ortega, jessie buckley, maggie q, margot robbie, melissa barrera, mia goth, rachel sennott, sophie turner, sydney sweeney, tati gabrielle, taylor russell, victoria pedretti, willa fitzgerald, and zendaya. there are a bunch of ideas under the cut too from when i was in a spooky mood!

abbey lee, addison rae, aimee carrero, alexandra jensen, alison oliver, allison williams, alona tal, alyssa sutherland, amanda seyfried, america ferrera, andi matichak, angela bassett, antoinette robinson, anya taylor-joy, ayo edebiri, bahar pars, bethlehem million, billie lourd, brittany snow, caitlin stasey, carey mulligan, celeste o'connor, chase sui wonders, chloe bailey, cleopatra coleman, courteney cox, devyn nekoda, dominique fishback, elizabeth moss, ella balinska, emily tennant, fivel stewart, florence pugh, georgina campbell, gideon adlon, gillian anderson, gina gershon, grace byers, havana rose liu, hayden panettiere, hong chau, jane adams, janet mcteer, jasmin savoy brown, jenna coleman, jessie buckley, judy greer, julie bowen, kaia gerber, kaitlyn denver, kathryn newton, katie winter, keke palmer, kiernan shipka, kirby howell-bapitiste, kristen stewart, lady gaga, liana liberato, lily sullivan, lola zackow, lucy boynton, lucy hale, maggie q, maika monroe, maria bakalova, marin ireland, marley shelton, meghan martin, melissa barrera, mia goth, michelle yeoh, mikey madison, miranda otto, myha'la, nell verlaque, neve campbell, nichole sakura, odeya rush, olivia holt, paris jackson, portia doubleday, rachel sennott, renata vaca, rosamund pike, ruby cruz, samara weaving, sandra oh, sarah snook, shabana azeez, shannyn sossamon, shawnee smith, silvina sabater, sonia ammar, sophie thatcher, sophie wilde, sosie bacon, taissa farmigo, taylor russell, tina fey, virginia gardner, x mayo, or yvonne orjii!

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Valentine's Day Bingo: Blind Date - Neron 'Creeper' Vargas x Reader (Coffeeshop AU)

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Hitting the Blind Date Square on the Bingo Card

Companion piece to Barista

Neron hasn’t been on a date for a long time, not since before he got sober. The things he did with women before that…

He wouldn’t call it dating.

His sobriety has changed him, it’s made him shyer, more reserved. What he craved back then was physical connection, what he wants now goes much deeper. It’s harder to meet people than he remembers, he used to go to parties, bars, clubs, now he has his crew and the coffeehouse.

The truth is he’s lonely, he likes his own company, but he wants more than that. He wants to make someone laugh, to hold them in the night, to be held in return.

It’s Hank that sets him up on the date.

“You’ll like her.” He promises. “The two of you have a lot in common.”

He’s nervous when he sits down at a table in the coffeeshop. It’s quiet today, the lunch rush has just finished up and Coco’s on the register, restocking the coffee bags. His knee starts jangling because that anxiety is chasing through his nerve endings. He knows this girl is going to take one look at him and walk out, he can feel it in his bones. He’s starting to spiral, his head getting a little messy, so he does the one thing that distracts him when he feels overwhelmed. He gets out his black A5 sketchpad and his fineliner and he begins to draw.

It starts as nonsense, a few straight lines before the image begins to take shape in his mind. His loses himself in the task for a few minutes, shading in the parts he need to, adding shadow here and there. He chases the ebbs and flows of his creativity, blocking out his surroundings. It isn’t until you tap his hand lightly with your fingertip that he even realises that there’s another person in his proximity.

His heart skips a beat when he sees that it’s you. The girl with the tattoos up her arms and the smile that makes him feel like he’s seeing the sunrise for the first time. He’s watched you from afar, you come in during the evenings with your tablet, sketching out your client drawings on the sofa in the corner.

Vanilla latte, he remembers, made with almond milk.

“Hi.” You say as you take the seat across from him. “I’m Hank’s friend, Nina.”

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