#// ngl it's still sweet that he made them by hand :'''3

[jinanreona]

@muraenide​ sent:

He hopes that Leona wasn't expecting a birthday gift from him. They had never been too close. Leona would not have reasons to believe that Jade would deliver something on this birthday unless Azul instructed him to. In fact, he's banking on it.

After the party is concluded, he catches Leona alone somewhere near Savanaclaw Dorm, taking a walk. "Hello, Leona," he strolls up to the Housewarden, his looming shadow big enough to signify his approach. Sometimes making his presence known ahead was preferable to a surprise visit which could often be misread into a sneak attack (they're both animals who had the instincts of a predator, surely Leona wasn't too different), "I hope you've had an enjoyable day."

Slipping his hand into his pockets, he takes out an unwrapped gift. For someone who came from a rather wealthy family, the gift is inexpensive. A handcrafted keychain with a cartoonized lion that frowns, but if flipped to the other side, one would see a smiling lion. "I had never really thanked you in person, did I?" Jade crooks a single brow and smirks, "It's quite embarrassing. But you have my thanks for waking up Azul by destroying his life's work." Essentially, Jade did not always agree to Azul's whims, but he knows Azul had endured certain wounds too deep for Floyd and himself to heal. "I hope you had not held any grievances towards us. Rest assured that both Floyd and I consider ourselves indebted. True friends may not often speak what is pleasant to hear, but they are frequently the ones who have your best interests at heart." Jade chuckles, "It's contradictory, but it makes so much sense. Funny, wouldn't you agree?" He lifts a hand to present another gift, this time an African Lion Russian doll. Ironically, there are three layers, the second one looking strangely like Leona himself. "I made both of them myself to express my gratitude for what you've done for Azul. Happy birthday Leona."

Jade was right to assume Leona wasn’t expecting anything from him on his birthday. Even if he did, the lion was often wary of accepting anything from the eel, already knowing few things came without a price tag.

It’s all the more reason he’s surprised when he finds the other had not only come to Savanaclaw but seemed to have waited around for the party to die down. Now, most people were heading back to their respective dorms, with the Savanaclaw boys starting to clear up the tables and chairs.

The call of his name finally makes him acknowledge the other, his expression remaining neutral as he waits for the other to speak his business. Out of all the things the other could have said, offering thanks wasn’t top of the list, much less for it to be accompanied by the humble offering. “...Your thanks?,” he echoes, his gaze lingering on the silly keychain before taking it in his hands. It’s odd getting thanks for the part he’d played in Azul’s overblot, the rush of the events that transpired making it hard to guess if the gratitude was genuine. The tiny lion seemed to indicate quite the opposite though.

The shared saying gave him a funny sense of deja vu, reminded of the other’s visit in the infirmary after his overblot. Funny, even after all this time, he’d yet to understand the other’s intentions behind his words that day. Just the same, he’s not sure why they’re offered to him, though he can only assume the trio had ‘words’ after that whole fiasco. “You’re not wrong. Why bother keeping around anyone who won’t be upfront with you~” He gives the other a pointed look, a slight dig at the eel, even if no true malice is meant behind the words.

As if on cue, Jade lifts the next present, an odd choice that has the confusion in his eyes lingering when he takes the doll in his hands. It becomes more apparent what’s meant by this set of dolls as he opens up the first layer, noting how the second doll resembled him. Ha, ha, who knew the guy could be such a comedian. 

Luckily for the other, Leona was more docile towards the end of the day, only giving a short scoff. “Second one huh... Aren’t you funny.” He shoots him a slight squint before replacing the head of the first doll, “Thanks for the gifts. Didn’t have to go through all the trouble of making them though~ I’m wondering if there’s a reason behind all this. Trying to bribe me into getting more space for your little plants?~” It’s meant as a joke though part of him wonders if Jade really is trying to find more space to prop up mushrooms and cacti. Leona wouldn’t fight him on it as long as he stayed off the Magift field of course.

[alexisomnias]

— "HEY, HEY CLASSMATE!" . . . | twst

⤷ you’re their seatmate!

angels notes: can be read as platonic or romantic

characters | dorm leaders

✎ RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

—riddle as a seat mate is kinda a pain in the ass

—Especially during his first year; boy would scold you for breathing too loud!

—Upon second year though he’s a lot more mellowed out

—Your one of the only people who WOULD take a seat next to him, and in exchange he helps you with things you don’t understand.

—He also won’t speak a word if you copy off his homework… just don’t make it too obvious!!

—He’d also save you if your late to class by making up an excuse or such, but shh don’t tell him you know how down-bad he is for you.

✎ LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

—goodluck getting him to even show up to class

—if he does he’s literally only coming for you. he’ll ask you to take notes for him and stuff but wont complain if you don’t

—in the end he does only show up to class because your next to him, so be sure too show up yourself!!

—if he catches someone else in the seat next to you he is LEAVING, or kicking them out, no way is he sitting through the class without you by his side

—he’s not that awful of a seatmate: he’s familiar with the material so if he's in a particularly good mood he’ll help!

✎ AZUL ASHENGROTTO

—boy probably made a deal with some student to ensure he’s always sitting next to you. doesn’t matter what class he’s there

—totally believes in unassigned signed seating so will talk off someone if they take HIS spot next to you

—definitely helps you with your homework. in fact he encourages you to come to him for help (he wants you to know you can use him as a shoulder to lean on)

—also will make up an excuse on why your late, except its hella valid

—probably shares a textbook with you ngl, and definitely shares his notes

—definitely will share his school supplies. need an eraser? he has 3! a pencil? heres a newly sharpened one!

—probably will try extra hard to show off, he wants to impress you

—(he’s also extremely vigilant on whether his handwriting is neat or not when your next to him!!)

✎ KALIM AL ASIM

—he’s such a fun seat mate. though he’s very distracting LMAOO

—definitely gets you both in trouble for talking during a lecture (he doesn’t care though, its you!)

—completely forgets about taking notes because he just wants to chat with you

—probably has been moved in class

—will buy you a thousand pencils so you never have to sharpen one LMAO

—drags you into group projects with him and stuff, he’s pure at heart, really!!

—actually pretty insightful, he’ll exchange answers with you, and go into convo about how you came up with such an opinion or answer

—“hey this is [name]’s seat!” he says to this poor clueless student. he’s your desk warden aha!

✎ VIL SCHOENHEIT

—Vil is actually a good seatmate! he shows up on time, always hands in his work. has academic plot armor (has he ever failed??) and he’s willing to help! though he’ll still make you do it yourself

—he brings you snacks during class! only healthy ones of course, but he feeds you and he’s super sweet about it too! Literally that one friend that always shares their food for lunch

—definitely someone to look up too, and he’ll teach you concepts or help you catch up if you fall behind. He's your personal free tutor, he uses these sessions as excuses to see you, not gonna lie!

—he may occasionally scold you based on how you present yourself, especially if you are lazy with it, but its all out of care! He'll fix it himself anyway. He personally loves running his fingers through your hair.

—not seatmate behaviors :P he cares

✎ IDIA SHROUD

—hes more of a text mate tbh

—bro will send u messages on twstcord and get you caught 😭😭

—he doesnt even show up in person hes just there to listen atp

—even then he ADORES listening to you talk, and although he really doesn't need help with homework since you know he's there?? he'll still ask you to bring homework to him because he's petty and he wants to see you.

—and if he invites you to a "study session" its really just him stammering over his words and playing video games

—oh god, he also imagines physically sitting next to you in class, and reenacting scenes from a shoujo! actually, nevermind... too many people...

✎ MALLEUS DRACONIA

—Malleus finds you interesting. you have enough courage to sit next to him? how interesting

—literally the only one in class who doesn't sit like 5 kilometers away from him. He immediately grows a liking to you because of that.

—he’ll talk to you in class unknowingly getting you both caught LMAO, except your the only one getting in trouble unfortunately.

—he’ll have in dept conversations to you about certain topics, and almost always has an answer to give you in class

—he’s an encyclopedia, and he LOVES helping you! ask and hes already explaining.

—probably gets distracted by staring at you in class. Not sneaking glances, full on dazedly staring at you (in a totally not menacing way). he just likes looking at you! don't mind him!

—a sweetheart really, also super possessive over your seat. he ensures he's always on time to class so he can see you and sit next to you, and he’ll get all pouty if he cant.

[ratsarekindacute2]

wife reader x sukuna headcannons!! ╴♡

layouts are so fucking hard to do :') playlist(s) as promised: playlist #1 (click me) playlist #2 (click me)

★ ・Fav sex position ? He seems like a legs up missionary type of dude. I think he would like the feeling of your legs trembling under him after a couple of rounds knowing that he can snap your legs like little twigs and of course because he likes the little whimpers you let out ! ;)

☆ ・Even though your his wife doesn't mean you get special treatment, that's what he says anyway but you know that's a lie, all he does is sit on a pile of bones all day so he has no choice but to pamper his adorable wife every now and then !

★ ・He may be stuck in a 15 year olds body but that doesn't stop him from having alone time with his wife, him and Yuji have a little schedule were for 3 hours a day Sukuna would then get alone time with you! This of course means that he plans the best date nights for you ! ☆ ・Don't take his sweetness for granted because this man is rough. Even during make out sessions ,his hands have a tight grip on your hips. Doesn't matter how much you squirm to get away. Even in the morning, after having a long night of his cock slapping against your cunt, you know for a fact he left marks on your lower back and thighs, and with the way your uniform is made , everyone can see the marks left behind by your man , now everyone knows your his.

★ ・No curse or human being would ever dare to put their hands on his dear wife. He may not be around much but when he gets to see you he would know immediately that someone dared to touch you and kill them by ripping their heart out with you watching...

☆ ・And because you are his wife, you became the most protected human ever. If anybody happened to hurt you he wouldn't know what to do with himself !

★ ・Throne sex is a daily thing for you and him, it always starts off with you asking to sit in his lap, and his hands roaming around your body, feeling all of your curves while sitting so peacefully in his lap, not expecting to have your brains fucked out in 5 minutes. :)

Ngl I kinda want his fingers inside me ˃ᴗ˂ Hope you enjoy the new layout ! Request are still open so don't forget ! Somebody needs to tell me how people get to change their text colors to be other colors than the basic ones :c

[gloxk]

*pops head in* Helping your bestfriend jerk off. *Runs away*

choso 🙇🏻‍♀️?

Need my help?

(kinktober: overstimulation)

A/N: Now..I’m ngl. This was so rushed. IM SORRY i’m working on eren fanfics rn. I hate this so much but I still hope you like it ml💋.

w/c: 600+

alcohol, overstimulation, coaching, Virgin!Choso, F/M, etc +

Smut under the cut.

Inviting your best friend over for a couple of drinks this late at night wasn’t a bad idea at all. You knew he was awake at this hour since he never sleeps. Choso wasn't a drinker so he was surprised when you invited him over. “I don’t really drink y/n. You know this.” Of course, you knew. You knew everything about each other. “I knoooww. But I’m so bored cmon.” after begging and pleading with him he finally gave in.

“Truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

“I dare you to tell me something nobody knows.” What dirty secrets did he have? How many skeletons were hidden in the closet? You threw your head back with a shot following it. The alcohol burned in the back of your throat, it felt so fucking good. You could drink so much and barely be tipsy. But on the other hand, Choso was a lightweight. He couldn’t drink for long and after 4 shots he was already slurring his words. His eyes were low and dark, he was blushing uncontrollably. “I’ve never came before.” The silence was loud. Very loud. How come you didn’t know this? You just stared at him with a confused look. “Never? Like not even once?” it was unbelievable, how could he never experience such luxury? “No. I don’t know how.” Poor baby, I guess you will just have to show him.

You were behind him with both of your hands on his cock. Stroking his length up and down. His hips bucked into your hands, thrusting into them. “Just like that, you’re doing so good Choso.” His breath was heavy on your neck, you watched as his chest fell up and down. “Mhm, fuck.” he whimpered as his nails dug into your thighs. He was a moaning mess, calling out for you begging you to please let him cum. You just wanted to take care of him, give him something he never had. Maybe this crossed the lines as ‘best friends’ or maybe it didn’t. I mean, you were just helping him. That’s what friends do right?

“Ah- ’m almost there.” His breath hitched in his throat. He threw his head back, falling over your shoulder. He watched as white flowed from his tip. Trickling down his length. He shuttered in your arms looking up at you. Your eyes both collectively locked together, sharing a look. You got up from behind him pushing him down on the bed. You took off your shirt tossing it to the side. His eyes traced your bra, observing it falling to the ground. His jaw slightly fell seeing the way your breast sat so pretty. He admired your body for a few seconds, processing what just happened. You sat between his thighs using your tits to jerk him off. Giving him kitten licks on his tip. His body jolted at the feeling. “S’ too much. fuck y/n, too much.” he wasn’t going to stop you though, he was going to let you do whatever. He was on the edge of another orgasm. Profanities leaving his mouth, as he chased his high. It never crossed his mind that you’d be here doing this for him. Is his best friend helping him cum? How thoughtful.

Your face was covered in his cum. A few droplets splash on your chest. He couldn’t look at you. The room fell into an awkward silence. It was hard for him to comprehend the sweet girl he knew and love just made him cum. He finally spoke up “Uhm..Thank you?” his eyes still looking everywhere but you. You smiled in response “That’s what friends do.” he cocked his head, finally looking at you. “Friends?” his eyebrows raising, with a questioning tone.

“Friends.”

I promise more choso is coming <3

[sanjisblackasswife]

Any dad headcanons for the monster trio? (+ Law if you don’t mind)

(also love your writing btw!!)

A/N: I just seen a edit a while ago of Sanji being so good w kids n so I must— thank u btw!:) Imma add Cora because omg we need more writing with him:(

One Piece Men as Daddies (Fluff)

Black Fem Reader in Mind

CW: None! Except the mommy (the reader) is kinda a menace.

Ft. Zoro, Luffy, Law, Sanji, Corazon

Sanji

Top 2 Best Dads and he ain’t number 2 fr

He spoils his kids more than you now I’m sorry :(

He doesn’t realize this and swears he loves you both equally

I can most definitely see him having a daughter as his first child and yes you and her are his Queen and Princess

His daughter is a simp just like his daddy

His daughter stresses him out so much because she loves drooling over every guy she sees omg

“STOP IT, SAMMIE!”

“Sweetheart she’s a baby she doesnt e—“

“ARE YOU STARING AT MY CHILD?!”

Sanji needs to throw all kinds of kicks when he is with his babygirl

God help him when she’s a teenager

He loves cuddling you both while watching Disney movies

He teaches his sweet girl the importance of how a man should treat her if she somehow gets one

“You can’t get married until you’re 25.”

“Sanji she’s just 3 right now.”

“Okay make it 30.”

Okay ngl when you were having the baby he made the mistake of looking down between your legs and the baby’s head was just barely peaking and he passed out.

He still has a bit of subtle nose bleeds when you were breast feeding too

He keeps mementos of every single thing his child has; drawings, fallen teeth, etc he keeps it in a box in his side of the closet

Due to his childhood he tends to worry he will turn into his biological father. He confided to you about this issue while you were pregnant and you nipped it in the bud and told him that he was and will never be like him and Zeff would be proud of the kinda man and future father he turned out to be

Both cried that night.

Also he is completely aware what happens to a woman’s body after pregnancy and will always remind you no matter how much your body changes he will still see you so beautiful.

He will be just like Zeff to his son. Teaching him the same way and all.

Zeff is the granddaddy btw. Sanji takes his kids to visit him often.

He usually takes the kid(s) off your hands for a day if he sees you feel stressed

100000000/10 daddy and yes he will be pumping more into you again if you’re up for it🤍

Luffy

Two Luffy’s running around in your home

Make it 3 because I can see him having twins

They stress you out sm.

“STOP PUTTING THE BABIES UP ON TOP OF THE SHELF ONE DAY THEY GONE SAY FUCK IT AND BUST THEY HEAD—“

“I GOT THEM Y/N!”

Man didn’t have a clue in the world how to be a daddy. So he went to Rayleigh panicking KSSHSJJSS

He’s a very chill parent so you have to be the stern one and it sucks sometimes

Yes the kids like daddy more than you

Almost every night when Luffy is home he puts the twins to bed with telling them of all the stories he had with you when he was young

“And I met your mommy on a different island! She didn’t like me at first but now she’s in love with me! Heheheeh!”

Kids have the same shishishi laugh as him cracks you up each time they do it in sync

You made the mistake of leaving the three of them at home as you went to go shopping and came back to a wrecked home and the three of them eating meat on the floor

He tells them about Ace a lot.

He actually named one of the twins after him

Encourages them to be what they want in life even if they want to be a pirate

Sabo is ofc the nice uncle that comes barring gifts

Sanji and Zoro are the Goddfathers

9/10 daddy that still is learning to be a daddy

Zoro

It’s canon this man is amazing with kids so off bat he’s top 3.

Since he has so much experience he was really good with handling the baby when he was first born

At least 17 times during the time yall son was a baby he tried nursing from Zoro and he hated it sm he couldn’t even take a nap shirtless with him

“STOP LAUGHING!”

“He Just Like me for real.”

“ENOUGH.”

The second the baby was able to walk he already wanted to train him into being a swordsman

“HES A BABY!”

“HE IS A GROWN MAN—!”

He will most definitely kill for you both

You annoyed him so much during your pregnancy because you wanted to leave the house but he didn’t want you getting hurt

You’ve caught him training with your baby son swaddled on his chest (like that one filler episode of him babysitting) and you nearly choked him out because wtf is he swinging around a sword so close to y’all baby.

He did gain some weight too during your pregnancy but immediately shredded off after you poked his belly

He loves his son but as he got older he started to have beef KSSHSHSISK

His son is a mamas boy and so whenever Zoro wants to have alone time with you it’s like he had a 6th sense and barged in ruining the moment

It’s so funny seeing them argue over who gets to cuddle you for the night

He plans to give your son one of his old swords when he gets older if he decides to be a swordsman

Luffy is the Goddfather and Sanji is ofc the cool uncle that comes to visit

100000/10 Zoro is a wonderful daddy

Law

He is the strict dad

You both had a daughter and she annoys him a lot just like you did when you both were dating

“Imma get tatted like you daddy.”

“You’re 13.”

“So?”

“NO—!”

He was the one to deliver y’all baby

The doctor side of him popped out when you were pregnant he never let u leave the bedroom. He even bathed you a lot which in turn have had him have sex with you in the tub

“Orgasms can help soothe you as you’re pregnant, y/n.”

“…the hell you read that at.”

He talks about Cora to you and your baby while you both were were sleep after pregnancy.

When your daughter turned 21 you and her convinced Law to get the same matching tattoo as him on her hand and even though he acted like he was against it he was ecstatic

He has scared off so many of your daughter’s boyfriends pls

He took off the head of one because he kept staring at YOUR boobs

Law likes to study with his baby girl on his lap.

You’ve walked in on him sleep on his chair with the baby cuddled on top

120/10 Law is an outstanding responsible daddy

Corazon (Rosinante)

TOP BEST DADDY SHUT UP HEAR ME OUT

Matching clothes

He’d have a daughter :( lil Rosie Aksbsjdksk

Yes he’s clumsy but he’d rather die than have you or his baby hurt

He didn’t stop smoking but he does only do it outside

You catch him doing stupid faces and stunts to make you’re daughter laugh when she’s sad and she eats it right tf up

Yes she is a daddy’s girl

He carries you both around with ease

If he notices you feeling insecure about your body post birth he’ll feel a tinge of guilt but smother you in kisses and appreciation about how he doesn’t care about how you look he still loves u sm

And if that doesn’t work he’ll just show you…naked…in the bed….

Sex he’ll show u with sex

Law is like the older brother and he may not act like it but he loves seeing Cora so happy with you and the baby

Scares tf outta you when he is outside throwing your 4 months old baby in the air tho

He uses some of his methods when he was raising Law to raise your baby

Gets so emotional when your daughter reaches out for him

“BABY LOOK AT OUR BABY SHE LOVES ME!”

“You’re her daddy, Cora of course she loves you.”

Just like Sanji saves every core memory he can of your baby daughter

Let’s her put on his makeup . It came out horribly but he proudly wore it the whole day

He needs to kiss you both before leaving or else he will have a terrible day

One time you and the baby surprised him with a cake just as a thank you for everything he has done for you and he fell off the chair crying

He cries a lot

Wants to have like 3 more babies with you

102$)43920292772200/10 best mf Daddy

[daisies-daydreams]

Office Hours - Chapter 3 (Professor!Miguel O'Hara x F!College Student!Reader)

Pairing: Professor!Miguel O’Hara x F!College Student!Reader Category: Smut (18+) with a pinch of angst Warnings: Phone/Video Sex, Dirty Talk, Mutual Masturbation, Panty Sniffing Word Count: 2.3k+

Summary: Miguel rewards you for working so hard.

A/N: Finally finished with chapter 3! Wrote this one by the seat of my pants ngl. I hope you enjoy! (Next chapter will be even spicier, hehe).

Ch. 2 <- -> Ch. 4

Your face was glowing as you walked down the hall. Halloween decorations lined the halls despite it being nearly Thanksgiving (not that you were complaining). You hummed as you slotted your key into the door before stepping inside. Your bright expression fell when you saw a familiar Brit sitting in your kitchen alongside your roommate.

“Hey,” he said with a small wave, a deck of cards in his other hand.

"Hi," you replied as you closed the door behind you. You hung your coat up before kicking your shoes off.

“How’d your meeting with O’Hara go? He was a real hardass when I saw him during his office hours,” Gwen piqued. Your entire body stiffened as your face went blank. Hobie shifted in his chair, a small smirk stretching across his face. You swallowed. 

“O-Oh, you know…that man is never pleased,” you stammered as you waved your hands. Hobie pursed his lips as Gwen sighed. 

“Sorry, sis. Just don’t take it personal-I heard he’s been like that for the past year or so,” she replied as you made your way towards the fridge. You snagged a protein shake before shutting the door with your hip. 

“Where’d you hear that?” you asked. Gwen hummed as she shifted her cards around.

“One of my friends who had him last semester had to retake the course this year,” she explained. She suddenly narrowed her eyes at Hobie. He returned her expression with raised brows. “I call bluff,” she said. His rolled his eyes.

“Damn, you’re good,” Hobie muttered as he laid his cards down with quiet defeat. You couldn’t help but grin as your roommate took a pile of chips from him.

“Anyway, she said that O’Hara actually used to be nice,” Gwen said. 

“He is!” you blurted out. Both of them stared at you as your ears burned. “I mean…I’m sure he is, sometimes,” you muttered. Hobie raised a brow while Gwen shrugged. You glanced down at your phone. “Alright. Guess I’ll go finish my homework,” you said as you walked towards your room. 

“Have fun," Gwen snorted. "Oh! Hobie and I have a gig tonight so no wild parties!” she jested. 

“Okay mom!” you teased and poked your tongue out before closing the door behind you. You smiled as soon as you saw the sweet sanctuary of your bed. You instantly collapsed on top of your cozy comforter as your bag fell next to you.

You smiled into the soft fabric before pulling your phone out. You blinked when you brushed your hand against a bright post-it note. You plucked it from your bag before your heart stopped.

A phone number with Miguel's name was hastily written on the piece of paper. You bit your lip as you peeked at your phone. You snatched it before quickly typing his number in, your heart trembling as your finger shook over the message button.

“Hey-“

No. 

“Hi-“ 

No. 

You huffed as you tried to think of the perfect thing to say. Your mind was still fuzzy from the earth-shattering orgasm he gave you, your thoughts muffled behind your glossy eyes. You sighed as you rolled over, the skirt of your dress starting to bunch up as you typed into your phone. 

“Hi. This is (Y/N) :)” you typed. You bit your lip so hard it stung as you glanced at the send button. You swallowed the heavy lump in your throat before you squeezed your eyes shut and hit it. You opened your eyes and squeaked as you chucked it away. You scooted down your bed, your heart pounding in your ears as you stared down your phone.

Nothing.

You sighed and let your head fall onto your pillow. Your eyelids felt so heavy, body still shimmering with afterglow. Maybe a small nap wouldn't hurt. After all, it's been a long day and-

DING.

You shot up as you scrambled over to your phone, hands trembling as you opened the message. 

“Good to hear from you again, conejita,” Miguel replied [bunny]. You sat on the edge of your bed as you watched three dots bounce up and down. “Finish your homework already?” he asked. Your face hardened a little as you crossed one leg over the other. 

“Not yet,” you replied with a frown. You waited a few minutes before your phone dinged again. 

“Be a good girl and finish your homework first, then you'll get your surprise,” he texted back. Your heart skipped a beat as you bit your lip. 

“Okay. I’ll try not to be too long, then ;)” you replied. You snatched your laptop from your bag before getting to work. You sat on your bed cross-legged for what felt like hours as you typed away on your computer, sipping on your protein shake every once and a while. You heard your phone ding again. 

“A little sneak peak…for motivation,” Miguel texted. Your jaw nearly dropped when you saw a picture of him raising his shirt up to reveal a pack of his chiseled abs.

You wanted so badly to rake your fingers through each divot and crevice of his muscular body. You swallowed when you saw a trimmed patch of black hair running down from his belly button to beneath his pants. You couldn’t help but notice your thong hanging from one of his pockets. 

You hummed to yourself as you considered sending him a photo in return before there was a knock at your door. You nearly dropped your phone, scrambling to hide it behind your pillow as Gwen cracked the door open.

“We’re heading out. Want anything from Monty’s?” she asked. You shook your head as you clutched your comforter. 

“I’m good,” you said, hoping she didn’t notice how your voice cracked. Gwen nodded, her short, blonde hair bobbing with her head. 

“Okay. See you later!” she said. You sighed as she started to close the door, only to nearly kick your laptop across your room when she opened it again. “Don’t study too hard! Make sure to take a break,” she winked. You nodded, your eyes widening as you felt your phone buzz again. Your roommate gave you a bright smile before she shut the door behind her. You released a long sigh as you threw your head against the wall. 

Your mind felt numb as you dug around for your phone. You bit your lip as you opened a message from him, your heart stopping when you saw the image of his tongue swiping over the crotch of your panties. 

“I can’t wait to see what the rest of you tastes like,” he wrote. Your mouth went dry as you sucked in a sharp breath. Your core felt like it was buzzing as you began to type a message before pausing. You still haven’t finished your homework.

You gripped your phone when a thought crossed your mind. You bit your lip as you spread your legs, the cool air hitting your slick pussy lips as you angled your phone. Your heart nearly leapt out of your chest as you quickly snapped a picture. You held your breath as you typed in a message. 

“Here’s a little sneak peak…for motivation,” you typed. You bounced your leg as you sent it, quickly hiding your face in your pillow. Silence loomed in the air before you finally sat up and sighed. You finished a few more equations before your phone buzzed again. You glanced over, your body tending as you eyed your phone. You glanced at the message: 

“Traviesa” [Naughty]

You giggled as you heard his husky voice sneer in your mind. You wiggled on your bed, a wave of lust suddenly washing over you as you imagined him pleasuring himself to your lewd image. You gently rocked your hips back and forth before stopping yourself. 

Focus. 

You shook your head as you blinked a few times, retraining your eyes to your laptop. You furiously typed on the keyboard as thoughts of Miguel bombarded your mind. Him bending you over your kitchen counter, folding you in half on your bed. It felt like hours before you finally finished. 

“Fucking finally,” you breathed as you closed your laptop. You sighed as you rubbed your eyes, your mind completely spent. You jumped when you heard your phone ding after a few minutes. 

“Did you finish your homework, cariño?” Miguel asked. Your eyes lit up as you replied. 

“Yes”. Your heart thumped as you waited, your face leaning towards the screen. You squeaked when your video chat ringtone started to play. You scrambled to grab your phone before hastily swiping it away. Your limbs turned to jelly as you saw him staring into your screen, his head propped up by his palm. His perfect, chiseled chest was on display, his muscles shifting as he slid his glasses off. 

“Hi,” he smiled with a half-lidded gaze. You flushed as you returned his grin. 

“Hi,” you said as you wiggled your shoulders a little. Your professor’s face softened as he suddenly stepped back. Your jaw nearly dropped when you saw a dark happy trail lead down to his flushed cock.

“I think you’re ready for your reward now, hermosa,” Miguel lilted [beautiful]. You nodded quickly, making him chuckle. “Ser paciente-I want you to do something for me real quick,” he added [Be patient]. You bit your lip and waited with  anticipation. Miguel leaned closer to his camera. 

“I want you to prop your phone up and spread your pretty legs for me,” he murmured. Your eyes widened as you saw his cock throbbing between his muscular legs, his flush tip oozing with precum as he squeezed his shaft.

You let out a quiet moan before crawling on your bed, grabbing a few throw pillows and placing your phone against them. Every touch against your blanket felt like fire as you hiked up your skirt, revealing your glistening pussy to him. 

“Mmm there’s my pretty girl,” he groaned as he swiped his thumb over his dripping slit. You released a shaky breath as you slowly pulled your labia apart, your fingers slathered in your slick as you gently rubbed your clit. Miguel grunted as he wrapped his fist around his thick cock. “That’s it, cariño: keep playing with that cute little pussy of yours,” he inhaled sharply. 

“Miguel,” you whined as he bucked into his palm, his heavy balls slapping against the side of his hand as he moaned. You threw your head back against the wall as you drew tight circles around your bundle of nerves, making sure he had a good angle of seeing how engorged it was. Miguel’s eyes glistened as he grunted, his jaw clenching as he watched you slide a finger up and down your drenched slit. 

“Ay, coño,” he breathed as he pumped his girthy shaft [Oh, fuck]. You whimpered as you heard the soft squelch of your pussy, your fingers sliding along your folds as you rubbed your clit a little faster. 

“Shit, daddy,” you moaned. Your jaw dropped at your own words as you gasped. 

“Daddy, hm?” Miguel clicked his tongue as gazed straight into the camera. You stammered, your cheeks filling with heat as your chest tightened. He licked his lips as he stepped closer to the camera. “I prefer Papi if that’s alright with you, princessa,” he murmured lowly [Daddy; princess]. You gulped and nodded before pinching your clit, a small whine leaving your lips. His eyes lit up with hunger.

“Why don’t you stretch yourself open with those pretty fingers of yours, hm?” he purred. You couldn’t stop the moan that tumbled past your lips as you nodded. His breathing grew heavier as you slipped the pads of your digits over your tight entrance. You stared into the camera as you parted your lips, slowly pushing two digits inside your gushing hole. 

“Fuck, look at how tight you are,” Miguel sucked in a sharp breath . You pumped your digits in and out of your walls, each stroke leaving you dizzier with each passing second as you imagined his thick fingers stuffing your warm cunt. 

“Yes, Papi!” you mewled as you curled your fingers against your g-spot. Miguel groaned as he rubbed his shaft. 

“S-Sí, muñeca. Keep making those-mierda!” the man released a guttural growl as his cock twitched [Yes doll; shit]. You gasped as you watched ropes of thick, hot cum spill from his cock and down his large hand.

Your walls suddenly clamped down on your digits as you cried out, his name falling from your lips like a mantra as you reached inside your snug pussy. Your head rolled the side as pleasure washed over your entire being, enrapturing you in a state of pure bliss. 

“Miguel, Miguel,” you chanted as you felt your muscles contract and squeeze around your slick fingers. You swallowed thickly as the last of your release faded, blinking slowly as you focused your attention back to the screen. You frowned when you saw tears streaming down Miguel’s sharp cheeks, his bottom lip sticking out a bit. 

“Miguel?” you asked as you went to reach for your phone. He flinched like a wounded animal being cornered, his pupils constricted and face tight. Miguel released a low, stuttering breath before glancing into the camera. 

“I-I’m sorry, (Y/N). I have to go,” he muttered as he looked away. Before you could reply, the call was suddenly disconnected. You sat there, the warmth of your afterglow slowly fading as you stared at your blank phone screen.

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[ayteya]

Human or Avatar!reader giving her first ever Na'vi bracelet or necklace made by herself to Neteyam/Tsu'tey. It's not an amazing work, maybe even quite bad, but he keeps it anyway.

Also if you want to add some spice, such a gift may give him a wrong idea. But it's up to you.

Narlor - Beautiful

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Neteyam x reader

Word count: 473

Warnings: ngl, I wrote this at literally 2 a.m. (Yes that's a warning itself), so I dunno if there are any mistakes (Sorry sorry). I just forgot to post it, so that's what I'm doing now.

A/N: Hey anon, thx for the request ^-^ I chose to do this one with Teyam, cuz I have smth in my drafts for Tsu'tey- Also, I didn't add spice, cuz I didn't rlly saw it fit into this fic, hope you'll forgive me <3

„Aaaand finished.“, he laid the newly-made necklace down on his thigh. „What about you, paskalin?“, Neteyam looked over at Y/N, watching her fingers move at the piece of jewelry.

She didn't turn to meet his eyes, still focused on tying the knots, „Mhm... Just a bit more.“

Neteyam nodded, silently sitting cross legged next to his girlfriend, watching her in awe as she created a necklace as beautiful as herself. How did he get so lucky? How did he get so lucky, to have a girl like that as his mate?

That 'a bit more' turned into 15 minutes, and she finally tied the finishing knot. „Done... Frustrating crap... Now I know why I'm better at hunting.“, dramatically, Y/N let herself fall back to the ground from her sitting position.

„It looks beautiful. You did really good, yawne.“

Y/N just blankly stared at him, at the necklace, then back at Neteyam again. „Yeah no. Doesn't look good. Just take a look at yours- The entire thing looks so- so... I dunno how to describe it, just wow. And then-“, she let out a scoff, holding up her selfmade jewelry with a single finger „and then there's this thing right here.“

The young man lightly pushed her shoulder, „Hey, stop talking like that, would you?. It looks great, alright? It's your first one, you'll make more in the future and I'm sure you're gonna like them.“

„Yeah ok, but look at that knot and bead right there, it's-“

Neteyam interrupted her with a quick „No, I said stop.“

But Y/N being Y/N, she didn't listen, „Lo'ak would've done better than m-“, her sentence was stopped as she felt Teyam's lips on her own, engaging her in a kiss.

After some seconds passed, they pulled apart, only for him to lean in once more, stealing another kiss from her soft lips. Y/N was kinda suprised, so she asked him, „What was that for?“

He only responded with, „Was the only way to stop you from talking shit, yawne.“

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The next day, when Y/N saw Neteyam again, her eyes immediately fell to his neck. There was a necklace. Her necklace. The one she made the day before. How could he wear such thing?

Neteyam noticed her gaze and chuckled. „I didn't lie when I said it's beautiful.“, he mentioned to Y/N „You're wearing the one I made as well.“

„Of course, but-“

„Paskalin, Dad doesn't want me to be late for training again.“, he stroked her cheek before bending down to give her a passionate kiss. „I'll see you later, yeah?“, with that, Neteyam stepped over to Jake, who was standing some feet away, aling with a handful of other hunters from the clan.

Now it was Y/N's turn to think how she could get so lucky, as she watched her beloved boyfriend walk away.

!Translations! Paskalin - Honey/Sweet berry Yawne - Beloved

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Love y'all, Ayteya <3

[sinsandsweetness]

♡ SWEET DREAMS ☾

quick n’ smutty drabble <3 (rickyl x fem!reader)

warnings- 18+ mdni, absolute filth ngl, smut, dubious consent, somnophilia? overstimulation, unprotected p in v, praise kink for sure, + sweet n’ gentle aftercare cause I say so.

“Hey, you still with us, sweetheart?” Rick tapped your cheek gently as you dazed in and out of consciousness. Absolutely fucked out from the nights events. Relentless hours of teasing, followed by a game of ‘how many times can we make her cum?’

“There she is…” Rick’s voice was gentle as you finally looked up at him, with glossy eyes and labored breaths.

“Have we been too hard on you, baby? Got you slippin’ away on us?” Daryl asked, noticing your drowsy state.

You nodded, head all fuzzy and warm, as your eyelids started fluttering shut. Your cheek hitting the pillow once again as you felt the overwhelming need to sleep come over you. In truth, you couldn’t even count how many times they’d made you cum. And at that point, it seemed like they were on a mission to actually break you.

“Nuhuh,” Daryl clicked his tongue and grabbed your cheeks, forcing your focus back to the man fucking into you. To keep your gaze on the sight of Rick splitting you open, pumping in and out of you all slow and hard. “We ain’t done yet, princess.”

You’d definitely tried telling them to stop. But that was at least two orgasms ago. And they were proving to be pretty poor listeners. It’s not like you couldn’t use your safeword. You could. And they would stop the second it left your mouth. But you were so spent by this point, that you could barely produce a coherent thought. And honestly, you didn’t really want them to stop. You just wanted to sleep.

All three of you loved it when they did this. Got off on it actually. Them fucking you into a beautiful, writhing mess, right underneath them. Both of them loved to watch. To make you squirm. To listen to your constant whimpers and pleads. Unsure wether you were begging for more or less. It was never really clear. They loved to go until you physically couldn’t take anymore. To know you’d be more than a little sore the next day. And you didn’t mind. Forever enjoying your worn out muscles that served as a reminder of the whimpers and groans that left the two men the night before. All because of how much they loved to break you.

You were a little embarrassed to realize that you’d passed out. If you’d been able to think clearly, you’d have wondered what kind of drugs they were on to keep them lasting so damn long. Their libidos outdoing yours almost every single time. Though the men didn’t seem to mind too much, since they never cared to stop. Rick took your leg and lifted it over his shoulder. Speeding up and fucking you through yet another, borderline painful, orgasm. Your eyes snapped open as you gasped at the hot eruption in your core. Waking you right up. “That’s it. Keep those eyes on me. Love seein’ those pretty eyes.” He kept going even as your legs started to shake. Until he was finally coming undone with a quiet curse and your name under his breath.

“I cant… ‘s too much,” you whined, hands going to push at Ricks abdomen as he buried himself into you. Your own muscles twitching from the aftershock.

“But baby, don’t you wanna let Daryl have his turn?” He spoke as if they hadn’t been switching back and forth all night. “Be a good girl and give us one more, you can do that right?” You hesitantly nodded in agreement. Just one more. It wasn’t like there was really another option. Rick pulled out and moved to kiss you as the other man lined himself up at your entrance, pulling your legs even further apart. “That’s it, atta girl,” Daryl cooed, gripping at your thighs as he thrusted into you. Your own creamy substance and Rick’s seed mixing together deep inside and seeping out onto your legs. You could only moan into the other man’s mouth as Daryl fucked you. Wrapping your legs around his waist, as he locked your fingers together and held your hands against the mattress. Your other hand lazily pulling at Rick’s hair while you kissed him back, all messy and drowsy.

“Takin’ it so good, baby. Knew you could do it. Such a good girl for us. Always such a good girl.” His lips were hot and wet against yours as he mumbled delicious praise through your last orgasm. Ripping through you like a knife. Hurting so damn good.

They didn’t bother running you a bath like they usually would. They knew there was no way they could keep you awake for long enough. So they let you collapse into their arms and fall right asleep. Both of them held you close as you nestled into Daryl’s neck, watching goosebumps form as they traced gentle patterns onto your skin. They brushed your hair out of your eyes and pressed sweet kisses all over your face and shoulders, hoping that you’d feel it even in your sleep.

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[neverchecking]

Hi hi :)

Pretty pretty please can I request a soft sex w/ Sky? I love your writing—ngl from the very first piece of yours I read I was Uber jealous but SO in love with the way you write. Every time I see something new on my dash with your tag I legit get excited and instantly repost because damn I know it’s gonna be some good shite. Like damn I wish I could write yandere content 😭

Super duper proud of how well you’re doing so far! I 100% believe that you’re only gonna get better from here 😙

~ May

Omg- om- HI! I love you-you absolutely can!

Jealous of me? Bestie. have you read your writing?! JFIEOEJEJ- Thank you otherwise I hope I live up to your expectations!

Smut so MDNI!

Smut CW: Cavities. Like this is so soft- I can't I love Sky with my whole ass. SJSJS I LOVE THIS SO MUCH SO I HOPE YOU DO TOO <3<3

There was certain attraction to the idea of falling.

The idea of putting his fate into the hands of Lady Luck and hoping she took pity on him was...addicting. The rush of both the wind flowing through his hair and the adrenaline burning through his veins before Crimson caught him was so heart-stopping. It was a rush unlike any other and it kept him sane in a way.

But that was physically falling.

Falling for you was a completely different plunge.

When he threw himself off the ledge of Skyloft, he had some reassurance that no matter what, Crimson would be there. When he found himself tripping over his own feet at the sight of you, he realized there was no Loftwing there to catch him. No, falling for you was an act of trust far greater than anything he had ever felt before. There was no soul bond between the two of you, guaranteeing you'd care for his, admittedly, fragile heart in the same way he would cherish yours. But, still, he found himself blinded by the rush.

It was different. There was no wind whipping hair every which way, instead dexterous fingers, nimble yet steady, combed through the locks, brushing them into place before messing with them once more. The was no chill of the world around him rushing past, instead there was the warmth you provided with your presence alone, acting as an invisible shield against anyone daring to poison his rare moments of peace.

In reality, there was no rush. There was simply the feeling of...of coming home to you. Sweet, treacly you. You, who welcomed him into your heart with open arms and fully belief that he wouldn't squander your valuable trust. You, who placed your faith in his own heart and soul and understood who he was as not only a hero, but as a person. You, who was the missing piece of his soul. The one bit he was missing to make a whole.

And how he adored you. He absolutely cherished and worshipped your every move, cataloging it in his head in a way to memorize the way you exist. He watched you at every given moment, chin on his hand as a love-sick gaze laden his eyes.

How he was gifted with you was beyond him, but he would rather fight Demise twelve times over (More if need be) just to keep you with him. Anything you wanted from him and he'd give it to you.

Without question.

Opening the door to your shared home, he took a deep inhale, taking in everything around him. From the low light lighting up the living room, to the sound of the place settling around him once more it was all familiar. From the way it smelled of whatever flower had tickled your fancy at the market and something sweet you had probably baked earlier in the day, it was what made this place home.

And he was so thankful to be home. He would have to go out again, he knew, but the others were settled in the inn up the road and he was free for the night. Free for you.

Goddess, his heart positively hummed at the thought of you. Of your eyes, that absolutely lit up with every one of your emotions, and your smile that made your face just glow. Of your cheeks that would redden with such a pretty color at the sound of his honeyed words, or your nose that would scrunch every time he pressed sweet kisses to the tip of it.

He just wanted to do it again, over and over and over again. "Song bird?" He hesitantly called, setting down Fi and whatever bags were currently on his person. His sail cloth was undone from around his neck and hung up on the nearby coat hook. Your hesitant footsteps stopped just behind the corner that turned down a hall towards your bedroom as you peaked around the corner. (You were so smart, did he tell you that? His clever little bee knowing that the lifestyle forced upon him could bring some unsavory characters. That some could follow him home and force his hand. He loved you. He loved you.)

"Link?" You breathed out, soon running into his awaiting arms. They wrapped around you tight enough he worried if you could breath properly before shoving his nose into your hair. You were his home.

He was so glad he was home.

"It's me, my dove. I'm home for tonight." He knew you would understand the underlying meaning in his words, and it broke his heart that he'd have to leave you again. But he'd cherish this time while he had it.

Small sniffles made you shake just a bit, making him hush you with a heavy hand brushing down your hair. "It's okay to cry. I'm right here. I'm home."

"I've missed you." You had cried into his arms, making his own eyes burn as he hugged you closer, bowing his head to lay on yours. "I know, my lovely nightingale. I know. I've missed you too. Goddess, I've missed you."

While he didn't plan on standing there, crying until there were no more tears to shed, he had to admit it was cathartic. Having you in his arms was a relief like no other.

Gently pulling away, he cupped your cheeks in his hands. "Oh. how I've missed you. I've missed your gorgeous laugh," He pressed a kiss to your nose, watching it scrunch just the way he expected it to.

"I've missed your eyes that show me your perfect soul." Another kiss was pressed to your forehead.

"I've missed your charming smile that never fails to brighten my day." One peck to your left temple.

"I've missed your gentle hands that hold me like I'm worthy of such a touch." One peck to your right temple.

"I've missed your way with words and how you always manage to find the right words for every situation." Your left cheek was next.

"I've missed your patience that seems truly never ending in every scenario." Then your right.

And finally, he lays his forehead on yours. "I've missed the love of my life. My very heart and soul. The bearer of my own mortality. I've missed waking up to you, those domestic mornings filled with sleepy snuggles and lazy kisses. I've missed spending my every waking moment with you, doing whatever tickles our fancy that day. I've missed my Soul Mate. I've missed telling you every day about how I love you. And every part you've given me. I love you. I love you."

You hiccupped. sniffing once before launching yourself at him, arms wrapping around his neck as your lips crashed against you. He held you tightly against him, his hands threading themselves into your hair as you gently pulled him back. He followed your every move, only breaking apart for minute breaths of air before going right back to nipping and licking at your now swollen lips.

He missed you.

Clothing was dropped carelessly to the ground, trailing behind him as you backed your way to the edge of the bed, pulling him down with you when the back of your knees hit the mattress.

He missed you.

Just the way you pulled back, head falling, with your big doe eyes watching his every move had his chest tightening with pure adoration. Your hands gently cupped his cheeks, holding him close as he nuzzled into your palm.

He missed you.

Your lips crashed against his once more with one of your hands trailing down the plane of his stomach before reaching the band of his pants. His belt had long since been discarded, dropped just as carelessly as every other piece of clothing, so there was no real obstacle stopping you from your prize.

He Missed You.

Your lips locked again as you pulled him in closer with a leg around his hip. Your hand worked in tandem with your leg, guiding him to your aching cunt as he used one hand to support his weight above you. He pulled away just as he began to prod at your entrance, using his free hand to pin both of yours under one of them. The one originally supporting his weight shifted to instead take over before returning to its place by your head, both of you groaning at the pure bliss washing over you.

His forehead rested against yours once more as his hips settled right against yours, keeping him seated deep within you. Your breathing settled alongside his own, a moment of tranquil peace settling over the room.

This was what love was all about. This was what it mean. The pure trust that was placed in another individual, the absolute proximity between two souls slowly merging into one, the feeling of pure, unadulterated sarang that being with you provided.

Goddess, he loved you.

There was nothing animalistic about this. While, yes, Sky could appreciate a good quick fuck every now and then, this wasn't the time nor place. No, this was slow and perfect. Nothing was rushed as he took the time to recommit your perfect figure to memory.

His fingers trailed fiery trails along your hips while your own laid lines of red along his back as you clung to him, trusting him to keep you grounded in any way he could.

It was the least he could do. Because while falling was a rush like no other, it wasn't falling when he was with you. No, it was coming back to familiarity and comfort wrapped up in the prettiest bow Hylia had to offer. You.

From the way you interacted with Crimson, scratching his feathers and shining his beak, to the way you cared for him, soothing his nightmares with soft hums or curing the aches that riddle the Lichtenberg figures along his skin, he knew he was irrevocably in love with you. He loved your compassion and intellect; your ability to demand respect for yourself from others and your ability to show the same to others; and he adored your limitless patience with him and all his isms and the fierce loyalty that followed. Even the things you deemed unattractive about yourself, he held close to his heart because it was a part of you. Your stubbornness and inability to think of your own self preservation before making irrational decisions for the sake of others. He even loved you when you couldn't find anything redeemable about yourself for him to love. Because in those moments, the ones where your own strength failed you, were the ones were could show you his. Where he could repay you with every ounce of love from his bleeding heart. Where he could show you how much he loves you, if only to reignite the spark of love in yourself and let it burn for you. Where he could let his love pour through his entire being and let it turn into a gentle reminder that you were you.

And there was no one else in the world he would rather have.

[marvel-starwarsfangirl]

Ep. 12 "Juggernaut" Review

This episode was certainly fast paced. I wished it was a teensy bit longer because I want more of my boys. That being said, the juggernaut sequences were absolutely fantastic. Everything from Hunter's crazy maneuvers to the TK troopers actually being competent were phenomenal. I loved seeing the crazy ride that our boys took as they raced against the Empire's forces and the lack of road. It reminded me of the tank chase in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. Thankfully, both Indy and the Batch make it out (thank you Phee).

Also, shoutout to that one Steve Blum voice cameo for random imperial. He's awesome.

As usual, spoilers below

My discord friend and I both theorized that Rampart would return as a prisoner with information and boy, were we right. I'm just gonna say it, Rampart is hot with the scruffy look. Yes, I still hate his guts and he's still an ahole. But I have a thing for the scruffy look. This is because James Norrington was one of my crushes in Pirates of the Caribbean. I don't make the rules, ok?

Ngl, it was cool to see him return. Prison hasn't been kind to him, but it's clear he hasn't changed one bit. He might give up info out of spite, but his views on others he perceives as lesser haven't changed. I wasn't surprised when he had no clue what an Ugnaught was nor when he referred to Crosshair by his number. Unlike Kallus or Cross, who both learned from their mistakes (and obviously had honor), Rampart remains greedy. Although he offers information, he could sell the Batch out in exchange for freedom. We'll see how well that goes. Crosshair was right to be wary.

Side note: seeing Rampart being thrown around like luggage when he was stunned was hilarious. He deserved it though.

Speaking of Cross, his snark was golden. You tell them Cross. Snark aside, Crosshair is not ok. Even mentioning Tantiss is a trigger for him. He doesn't want to go back nor think about anything related to the place. But we all know he will because Omega needs him. She saved his life and he loves her dearly. But I'm glad Hunter and Wrecker didn't hold it against him. Although, I wished we got more dialogue on that whole situation. At least both of his brothers know that Cross didn't hand her over willingly or what not. And Cross trusts that Omega's choice wasn't without reason. Also, Cross' theme kicks in after his hand starts trembling and he needs a hug. He's been through so much.

The interaction with Phee was also really sweet. Crosshair finally got to hear the iconic "Brown Eyes." And the fact that Tech clearly talked about Crosshair in a positive light to Phee makes my heart melt. Tech doesn't know how much Crosshair has changed, but that love he had for him never went away. I am in tears. I also have no doubt that Tech would be impressed with Phee's stealthy drop off of the boys.

Something else I enjoyed was seeing the brothers work together like to good ol' days. It really reminded me of the earlier seasons and CW and just how much I missed it. Season 3 has been so heavy and dark that moments like these make me happy. Cross and Wrecker using battle plans while Hunter drives was so much fun to watch.

And then there's Hemlock. I can't wait for him to fall off Tantiss and die. He's so creepy and gross. I cringe whenever I see his stupid face. The way he showed Omega the children and was like "this is your new home" just made me want to hate him more.

And Emerie! She feels so trapped between her duties and affection for Omega. But she will choose a side in the end and I have a feeling it'll be Omega. My theory is that Omega will encourage her to help her and the children escape. Emerie will provide assistance and probably be killed by Hemlock.

someone please tell me how Echo is doing off screen. I love you sweet Echo; just stay off screen and you'll be safe. but also come back bc i miss your presence

Anyways, that's all for now. We're in the endgame now fellas. 3 more episodes. I will post some theories. Until next time, take care!

[greasyghosts]

Hi mayhaps I just binge read a bunch of your things and omg it's so good you write so well <3 if it's okay, could I request dancing bachata (or to any hispanic music in general) with Chuuya, Dazai, and Sigma (and possibly Nikolai too if you write for him 👀) thank you and I hope you're having an amazing day!!!

EEEKK YES OMG TY FOR REQUESTING THIS

❝ Dancing bachata with them ❞

Featuring: Chuuya, Dazai, Sigma, and Nikolai

!please don't repost, plagiarize, or copy my work ♡

A/n: I loved writing this oml it was kind of hard to write though I'm ngl, but nonetheless, it was very fun. Each one is kind of short I'm sorry

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Chuuya:

Homie knows how to bachata.

DEADASS

I have no clue how or where he learned, but he did, and he's GOOD.

(I'm thirsty for him, and it probably shows..)

Anyways..

When you held out your hand to him when you were starting out, he'd immediately join in without hesitation

Perfectly matches your movements (though his eyes would probably be on your hips the entire time)

Lots of turning you around and spinning with him still holding onto your hands so his arms would cross around you

That's probably his favourite move because he loves the intimacy of it

This was posted on April 29th so happy birthday Chuuya :)

You two were at a bar when one of your favourite songs started to play, and you immediately got up to dance with a smile

"Chuuya! Care to join me? I'm not dancing bachata alone!" You'd giggle out

If he wasn't already smiling from alcohol, he'd be grinning as he'd get up, his hands meeting your hips as he'd run them up your back and gliding his hands to yours.

Your hands would interlink as you'd begin to sway to the music, his eyes watching your movements with a smile

"Hey, you're pretty good at that!" He'd grin as his hips moved with yours

As the music played on, your hands would wrap around his neck, and his supported your back.

Noticing how good his footwork was made you smile even brighter

"Chuuya, where'd you learn to bachata?" Your eyes meeting his

He'd shrug with a smug smirk. "I just have my ways" before stepping away, his hands meeting yours again as he'd turn you, his arms crossing over yours with your back to his chest.

He was a romantic at heart, Chuuya would love those old 1900's pet-names, he'd call you "Doll" and has probably called you a "dime-piece" a handful of times.

And in moments like this, it was easy to get lost in the moment with your lover boy.

The night went on with the two of you dancing. You were sure to leave with a smile and lovely memories. Your feet sore from all the dancing along with Chuuyas inevitable hangover

Dazai:

PFFT I don't think he'd know how to bachata

But he'd try!

He'd get the footwork down, but overall, he'd be pretty stiff lol (aka he'd step your toes)

Although whatever music is playing and whatever dance you're doing, he'd love being close to you

Very teasy and handsy when you dance together

Face, in your hair, 24/7

You were trying to teach Dazai to bachata for an event that was coming

He had already stomped on your feet a solid 9 times before he got the slight hang of it

"Osamu... You've got to move your hips more"

"But bellaa~, I'm trying!"

That's pretty much how it was going so far

Arms? Check

Footwork? Ehhh getting there

Hips? Definitely not Shakira worthy..

But even though he ultimately sort of sucked, you two were having fun!

He'd keep pulling your back into his chest, his face in the crook of your neck. Sure, he wasn't romantic at times, but he couldn't help but feel a bit sappy in this moment. (Even with his non-committal ass) He knew he'd stick with you, and damn was he glad he did.

You'd sigh, and you'd let him hold you for a little while.

"Wanna stop for tonight? Take a break?" You'd ask him, noticing his depleting energy

He'd nod his head a bit, turning you around to place a kiss on your forehead.

It was sweet..

Until he managed to step on your toes for the 10th time.

Sigma:

I love this man

He'd learn to bachata just for you

Like, he'd say he has a surprise for you, pulls you off the couch, and starts dancing with you.

Probably because you had asked him to bachata with you once, but he didn't know how, so he declined

(We all know he treats your heart like a de la Rosa)

Mwah, he's just so sweet

It took you by surprise when your duo-haired boyfriend lifted you up from the couch and started dancing with you. It was sweet. But boy, did it cause you to burst into a fit of giggles

This entire thing was awkward. With Sigma already embarrassed, and the way he just pulled you up made your cheeks red laughter.

He'd hide his face, still trying to regain his composure.

But you'd pull his hands down and give him a peck just to calm him down (it'd probably make him even more red, but it's okay)

"Sigma! I appreciate the thought, but the presentation of it -" You'd cut yourself off by your own laughter

At this, Sigma would pull you into a hug, burying his face into your neck to save him the embarrassment of you seeing his blushing face.

Give him some words of consolation to make him feel better, and maybe actually make the moment right for bachata...

And if you'd do this much, he'd actually be able to show you how well he's learned

When he finally does, it sure is impressive.

You can tell he's worked hard learning for you. At least there's consistency in this man's efforts.

But in the end, it was fun.

Nikolai:

The first time you'd ask him, God was he a tease

I doubt he'd actually feel bad for teasing you, but he would one day agree

He already knew how to bachata surprisingly (I kind of have his headcanon where he learns dances in his spare time, but shhh)

It'd be pretty untraditional, though. He'd add his own little moves like always to add ☆flare☆

But he'd probably get bored of it and turn it into a ballroom dance instead

Your clownish lover had you spinning around like a doll in his arms.

Always so gentle with you physically though always playing tricks with your mind with his silly quizzes

Today he was being exceptionally sweet.

'Perhaps it was because he wants something,' you thought.

But no, all those weeks ago when you'd ask him to dance and he'd tease you for it. That's why he was doing this for you today.

But, Nikolai? Feeling bad? Pfft what a joke. Well, that's atleast what he'd tell himself anyways.

You were his lover, he'd prize you above all else.

Just to be in your arms was a grace of the heavens in his eyes

And to see your slightly sullen face after he'd joke and prod at you, it soured his mood

He'd never admit it to you, nor himself really. But he was, in fact, vulnerable around you.

So at last he'd swallow his pride and dance with you.

His steps moved with expertise almost, but before you knew it he'd change the dance entirely

"Ugh.." Nikolai would groan

"I was getting bored anyways! Would you rather me quiz you, Dear Beloved?" He'd tease you even more

But after you'd tap out, your feet getting sore from dancing. That was when you'd finally notice the sincerity hiding in his eyes.

Final A/n: please don't mind the writing change during Nikolais! Some dead writer probably possessed me.. anyways I rlly apologize about the wait on this one! I rushed to finish it so I didn't proofread it, sorry if there's mistakes!!

[littlehypnone]

hi hello, i’m interested in your writing 😌

a simple request, if you wish:

Small Cumulus just having a snuggle day with her favorite ghoul/s (whoever you’d like). Something cutesy

i am cumulus and desperately need cuddles with ghouls

hi!!! sorry it's a little short but ngl im always scared of writing ghoulettes ahdgadsf i hope you still like it <3

477 words, no cws just cutesy as requested, little cumulus, cg mama cirrus, cg dada mountain

“Mama?” Cumulus spoke quietly from where she was nestled against Cirrus’ side. They haven’t been doing much all day—naming it their snuggle day. Cumulus drops rarely, but when she does she needs to be cuddled and comforted, even if nothing bad has happened. Cirrus was always her go-to person for that, and her gentle loving aura never failed to make the little ghoulette slip comfortably a bit further down.

“Yes, cloudie?” Cirrus was running her fingers through the storm of blond curls, making Cumulus purr deep in her chest.

“Can we invite Dada?” she asked, having their resident earth ghoul in mind.

“Of course we can! I’ll call him, alright?” The little ghoulette nodded and chirped, waiting. Cirrus called Mountain and soon enough there was a knock on their bedroom’s door. “Come in!”

The door squeaked and opened, big antlers showing up first. “Hello there, ladies. How is my sweet girl doing?”

“Dada!” Cumulus giggled and sat up, making grabby hands in the earth ghoul’s direction. “I’s snuggle day!”

“Is that so?” Mountain smiled and made his way over to the bed. “Does that mean I can get snuggles too?”

“All snuggles!” When the ghoul was close enough for Cumulus to reach out and grab his hand, she pulled—not with much force—and made him crawl into their nest.

“Well, how do you want me, sweet girl?” The ghoulette furrowed her brows in thought, looking back and forth between Mountain and Cirrus. Neither of them hurried her, there was no need. At last, her eyes widened and a grin returned to her face.

“Here,” Cumulus said, pointing at the middle of the bed, by the headboard. Mountain shuffled over and got into position, checking in to make sure he was right when Cumulus wanted him. She gave him a confident nod and laid down with her head on his chest, curling into his side.

“What about me, cloudie?” Cirrus giggled, running a hand over the little ghoulette’s arm.

“Snuggle from there!” Cumulus announced. The other chuckled and curled around Cumulus’ back, squeezing her in a way she knew she loved.

“Good?” Mountain asked, as if Cumulus wasn’t purring up a storm.

“Good,” she confirmed and nuzzled her nose into the earth ghoul’s chest. It was quiet for a moment—apart from three loud purrs—and both Mountain and Cirrus thought Cumulus had fallen asleep at some point. They both kept gently stroking her hair the way she loved best and even they got a bit sleepy.

Cumulus squirmed again at some point, though, mumbling something not very understandable at first. She yawned, then, and spoke again, “Love snuggle day. Best with Mama an’ Dada.”

“We love snuggle days with you, too, sweet girl,” Mountain whispered, leaning down to press a kiss to the little ghoulettes forehead.

“We love you, cloudie,” Cirrus added.

“Mhmmm…” Cumulus hummed, half asleep already, “love M’n’Da…”

[rolling-storm-writing]

I love your headcannons! Can you do some headcanons on how it be dating Thor (gow) pleasseee :3

Dating Thor (GOWR Headcanons)

A/N: Hey everyone! It’s truly been a while huh? Well here’s a Thor/Top!Male!Reader, I haven’t written for this guy before so any comments or criticisms are welcome!

>>>>>(A little smut so MDNI)<<<<<<

Depending on when you meet Thor your relationship could be very toxic or very sweet.  In his early days the young god was a glutinous, mead drinking, blood thirty monster.  He’d met you after his fight with a red harried warrior, stumbling back to the nearest tavern and drinking his wounds healed.

Your giant form was tucked away in a small corner nursing a light beer and enjoying a savory slice of pie.  Your serenity ruined when the chair infront of you creaked with its new added weight to it.  The smell of blood and alcohol surrounded the disheveled god as his hazy eyes found yours.

“You a giant” he grumbled with a drunken slur as his hand gripped the handle of his hammer.  Your brow raised at him but not a word came out simply returning back to your meal.  This young Thor was used to getting his way without question and using force to obtain it otherwise.  He wanted a fight something to keep him busy and your calm attitude only made him antsy.  His leg bouncing impatiently with each minute of this silent stand still between you.

Even long after you left the god thought about you from time to time.  Leaving to search for the giant with “a sweet tooth” as he coined it.  You knew he was searching for you and when he did you were more than prepared.  But instead of fight you got something much better…

It was a hate filled bitter sweet exchange of pleasure.  The two of you tangled in the blankets of your bed, his loud moans filling the room with each swipe of your tongue on the underside of his cock.

Deep in his heart he hated himself and what he was, a half giant who killed his own people for selfish manipulative gains.  You were everything he hated, a man who looked beautiful, a cozy home, surrounded by neighbors that actually liked you.

Things he never had… things he desperately longed for.

You didn’t rush him out but let him stay curled up into your bed until the sun forced you both out.  He left wordlessly and gave barely a nod before he shot off into the air.  He never told anyone of you or about what he had done with you, his visits would grow more frequent to your home whenever he craved some kind of company.

And for your years this arrangement would continue up until the night of his marriage to Sif.  While he loved her his heart still longed for you even after his sons were born, even when Thrud was fresh into the world he thought of you.

He couldn’t keep his two lives separate and when Magni and Modi were little he’d bring them to meet you.  Letting them run through the piles of leaves that you’d build up just for them.  Teaching the boys to read runes and tell them giant stories and legends from eons before their birth.  

A stark difference to the way they lived back on Asgard surrounded by the toxic and manipulative hold of their grandfather.  Their memories of you were fleeting now that they had grown up and became the lap dogs their grandfather pushed them to be.

Thor was growing more bitter and angry which led to the official end to this relationship that you both had built.  It was only after the death of his sons then divorce did he come back to you.  His broken eyes looking over you with such a glassy look to them as if he wasn’t there.

His days and nights were spent with you until the end of days was upon you…

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A/N: Ngl I really like Thor and this headcanon should probably be something extended on, it really turned it more of a story than a what it was supposed to be. I think I’ll make a separate smut fic to go along with it but we’ll see.

i am working on some more smaller things so if you have requests feel free to send them on, hope you enjoyed and don’t forget your umbrella.

[tainted-liquor]

'BRAINFREEZE! ...⋆˙⟡♡ ft. Pavitr Prabhakar

...⋆｡° ✮

ingredients: sugar, kisses, and lots of smiles!

TWs: Dumb teens, cussin', I think thats it?

A/N: Inspired by me n my man ngl...

You buried your face in your blankets, listening to the quiet patter of rain against your window and the slow crackle of wood from your dimly lit wood-wick candle. You checked your pretty pink alarm clock, mentally groaning at the time. It was already 10:27, and you still couldn't find it in you to get some sleep. It wasn't like it was a school day or anything, but you wanted to somewhat fix your sleep schedule so you wouldn't complain about feeling tired 24/7. You huffed as you rolled over, suffocating yourself in your mattress as you thought about food.

Warm and flavorful instant ramen, sweet sugary Oreos, and a nice cold cherry and cola-flavored Icee. Well fuck, now you were just drooling on your pillow. So what did you do? You flipped over on your bed, snatching your phone from off its charging pad, and texted your loving boyfriend! You tapped away on your screen, fumbling with the buttons to unlock your lock screen. "hey pavi!!"

"HIIIII ML<33 What's up?" he responded nearly immediately.

"HEYYYYY!!! nth I just wanted to see if you wanted to get icee's w me" you replied immediately.

"Icee? What's that?"

"Be at my house in 10 minutes bru cuz ain't no way."

"I'll be there in 3!!"

You giggled, quickly putting on a light sweatshirt over your tank top so you could actually walk to the store. You scooped your box braids out of the back of your hoodie, moving them in front of your shoulders so they weren't tickling the back of your neck and shoulders. You rubbed your eyes, suddenly feeling that drowsiness kick in as soon as you went to walk downstairs. "See. this that bullshit" You muttered in annoyance, still fully set on walking to the nearby 7/11. You sat on the couch for a couple of minutes, playing Candy Crush on your phone as you waited for the familiar rhythmic knock on the door.

You jogged to the doorway, grabbing your keys and slipping on your black Doc Martens before swinging open your front door. You were met with a smiling Pavitr, umbrella in hand, and aura radiating pure bliss. "How did you even get here so fast? Don't you literally live a whole city away?" you asked, tilting your head in confusion as you made your way out of the house, locking the door behind you. Pav quickly angeled the umbrella over you, laughing quietly with a 'damn' expression graced across his features. "I caught a taxi! And then I ran the rest of the way!" he nodded, quickly intertwining your hand with his as you led the way to the mini-mart.

You nodded slowly, pushing the thought to the back of your mind and skipping along the sidewalk, kicking up rainwater and making small splashes in the small puddles across the concrete. "I still can't believe you've never had an Icee before!" you whisper-shouted, giggling at the end of your sentence as you tugged Pavitr's hand along with you slightly. "Is it really that surprising?" He giggled, pulling you closer under the umbrella and resting his chin on your shoulder. "I don't really go to convenience stores, so I've just never come across an Icee!" he explained with a small shrug. "This it right here," you said as you pointed towards the fluorescent white 7/11, squinting at its brightness before making your way into the establishment.

You made your way down the snacks aisle, telling Pav to go grab some snacks so you could pay for them after you got your slushies. You grabbed a cup of shin ramen, double stuff Oreos, and sour gummy worms before locating Pav in the candy aisle, bearing a pack of gum, a peach tea, and a big bag of Tommy's topical gummy bears. "You ready? Aight, c'mon let's go get these slushies" you beamed, eagerly gliding towards the beautiful rainbow machine. There were about 5 flavors; Cherry, Blue Raspberry, Coca-Cola, dragonfruit Fanta, and Piña Colada. "Alright, I don't think I need to show you? But you know how to pour these right?" You asked as you grabbed a large cup, jamming the spherical lid on top of the rim and examining your options carefully.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I got it! What flavor are you getting?" He asked as he repeated the process of plucking a cup from its holder and jamming on the lid. You thought for a moment, before lining up your cup with the cherry dispenser, "Ima get cherry and cola...So I can get cherry cola" you replied shortly after. "What are you gonna get love?" You asked as you turned the lever, watching your cup fill with that bright red sugary sweetness. "I wanna get all of them...but I think I'll do Blue Raspberry and cherry," Pav shrugged as he poured the blue slushie into his cup. You swapped places after a couple seconds, giggling as you drank some slushie straight from the spout.

"You're gonna get us in trouble!" Pav whisper-shouted in between giggles as you wiped your mouth clean with the back of your hand. You widened your eyes slightly as you grinned, mouthing a silent "shh!" as you continued to fill your cup. When you finally finished overloading your slushies, you went to the counter and paid for everything like the amazing girlfriend that you are! You both wasted zero time in gulping down the slushies, immediately wincing at the newfound pain in your skull.

"FUCK! BRAINFREEZE!"

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[kyojurismo]

HELLOOO,well could you write a Tomioka x fem reader comforting scenario?like just them laying in the bed early morning in a rainy day and telling sweet things for each other?it would be sooo cute.ty since now 💐

▸ ANSWERING. of course i can! thank you sm for the request <3 it made me feel a bit better writing something like this ngl… anyway, i hope you’ll enjoy it !!

▸ FANDOM. kimetsu no yaiba

▸ CHARACTERS. giyu tomioka x fem!reader

▸ WORD COUNT. 319

▸ RATING. sfw

▸ WARNINGS. nothing but fluff, soft!giyu, cuddling, use of petnames, not proofread + go easy on me bc as i said before english is not my first language ):

you heard giyu turning around, his head easily found home in the crook of your neck. his hot breathing was tickling your skin, causing goosebumps to form. you smiled and turned your head a bit so that your cheek was resting against his hair.

“good morning,” he muttered with a sleepy voice. “hey,” you chuckled and moved beside him, so now your head was resting on his chest. “why did you changed position?” he complained, his eyes still closed. “i just wanted to hold you like this,” you explained before wrapping an arm around his torso.

“it’s raining,” he noticed. giyu opened his eyes and stared at you for a moment before starting playing with your hair. “mh,” you nodded and relaxed under his touch. “you’re the most beautiful thing i see as soon as i wake up, you know that?” you chuckled at his words. “you need glasses,” you replied, a childish grin adorning your lips. “oh, shut up,” he rolled his eyes, smiling softly.

“you’re so sweet,” you said before kissing his chin. then you caressed his cheek and met his beautiful eyes. “my love,” he whispered and gently traced your lips with his thumb, before kissing your nose. “you’re so beautiful… tomioka-san,” you smiled at him. “don’t call me that,” he told you.

“alright, beautiful boy,” you winked at him and poked his cheek playfully. giyu watched you in silence while moving his hand to caress your face lovingly, his other hand rested on his stomach and you moved your eyes away, feeling a bit embarrassed under his gaze. “what is it, darling? getting shy?” giyu chuckled and went on by kissing your forehead.

you laid your head on his chest once again, closing your eyes. you could hear his heartbeat clearly and it slowly guided you to a light slumber while giyu kept caressing your back. the sound of the rain filled the comfortable silence.

▸ BEFORE LEAVING. reblog and comments are super appreciated. have a beautiful day / night !!! ♡

[guardian-angle22]

Tagged by @beautifulhigh & @welcometololaland to list my top 5 Tarlos scenes.

This is really going to show my Season 3 bias ngl.

#5. 2.12 "Don't make me twist your arm."/"Please do."

Their chemistry is insane when they're teasing each other downstairs and then they kiss each other so softly once they get upstairs. I'm a sucker for a good soundtrack moment and there's something iconic about having their house literally light up on fire under them while obliviously making out as Fever by Elvis Presley plays in the background. Peak cinema tbh.

#4. 3.04 "Hey, baby. Breathe."/"Welcome home, TK."

We can all agree to have these two can count as one scene, right? they go back to back. The way TK reached for Carlos as soon as he woke up and immediately noticed that Carlos wasn't breathing right even though he just woke up from a coma, is still groggy, and barely has his eyes open? soulmate shit right there. If you haven't watched this without the music. my god. do it now. & then add in how happy they both look as Carlos leads TK into the loft with his hands over his eyes, and then when TK looks around and you can see on his face when he realizes he still gets to have this despite everything? Beautiful.

#3. 3.18 "For the first time in my life, the love that I feel is infinitely more powerful than the fear of losing it."/"A thousand times yes."

I mean can I even say more about the proposal that hasn't already been said? the urgency TK felt that prompted him to wake Carlos up in the middle of the night. His speech to Carlos. All the little touches throughout. The way they both were crying by the end. It was beautiful and it was perfect for them. (the only way it could have been better is if they maybe stopped to turn on a fucking lamp)

#2. 3.08 "Hey, look at me."/"I love you."

This was their first mutual "I love you" shown on screen and while the context was heartbreaking, it was still so so sweet. Carlos being the loving caregiver, kissing TK's forehead, rubbing his knee, wanting to make sure he eats. The way Carlos tells TK to look at him and he does immediately, even though TK has been basically avoiding eye contact with everyone the entire scene will live rent free in mind for all of time, I'm sure.

#1. 3.13 "Do you have any idea how proud of you I am?"/"You're just so sweet."

Can I put the entirety of 3.13 on the list at number one? Because it's my favorite episode for them. It has so many things. It has them being domestic and flirtatious. TK being distracted by Carlos in yoga clothes. It has them fighting a bit, overcoming those obstacles, and communicating. It showed Carlos as a multidimensional character with flaws like jealousy and pettiness, but then growing through it to come to the realization that he can't be everything that TK needs at the end of the day.

But if I absolutely had to pick just one scene from it, I would chose the opening scene. TK sharing with Carlos about his meeting, finding a sponsor, & the realization of not having Gwyn around affecting his mindset. Carlos waiting up with his adorable glasses, reading articles to educate himself, telling TK how proud of him he is. TK calling him sweet and flirting with him. I just-- 🥰🥰

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Because I'm doing this pretty late in the day, this has made it's rounds through a lot of my mutuals already. so I'm just going to tag a few people that I haven't seen do it yet (no pressure though if you're not feelin' it. but also if you have done it and I missed it let me know so I can read yours!): @morganaspendragonss @ourlegendwillbefitforverse @detective-giggles @noxsoulmate @ladytessa74 @autistic-lesbian-story-lover @tkstrandreyes @pragmatic-optimist @reyescarlos @spencessmile @poledancingghostson @sunshinestrand @mandiiigurllll