#😹- drabble

[sleepingdiaryzzz]

"DAD!"

Bruce sighed at the familiar call, instantly recognizing the voice. It was you, the child he never intended to have, thrust into his life by forces beyond his control. He still wasn't ready for this—wasn't ready to be a father.

In the early days, you’d tried calling him "father" or "dad," hoping for a connection. But he’d ignore you every time, barely acknowledging the title. Frustrated, you’d started calling him "Mr. Wayne" out of spite. And to your surprise, he responded. Since then, you'd settled into calling him as if he were just another public figure, like some distant acquaintance. You learned quickly that Bruce Wayne didn't want to be publicly labeled as your father, that he wasn’t comfortable with the label at all.

But now, hearing that word—"Dad"—from you in public, his irritation rose. He’d told you ages ago not to call him that outside the manor. Yet, there was also a sliver of satisfaction; he finally had a reason to confront you over it, something he’d oddly wanted since you’d moved in.

Turning around to find you, Bruce stopped short. There you were, arms around Harvey Dent, laughing in a way that sent a pang through him. It was the kind of bright, easy laughter he’d never heard from you in his presence. The warmth in your eyes, the carefree lightness in your smile—it all seemed reserved for Dent, a scene that felt oddly father-child-like.

His grip tightened unconsciously, fingers curling around the grass he’d been holding. Harvey looked back at you with an almost fatherly pride, and it stung in a way Bruce couldn’t have anticipated. In that moment, the crowd faded around him, and all he could focus on was the two of you, bonded in a way he hadn’t managed to be with you.

Your laughter rang in his ears like a melody he’d never noticed before, something beautiful and elusive. And for the first time, Bruce felt something new—a desire to be the one to make you laugh like that, a yearning to hear it directed at him. He wanted all of it for himself.

Bruce’s hands clenched involuntarily, his fingers digging into his palms. He told himself that he was better than Dent in every way that mattered—stronger, more capable, more disciplined. But in this, seeing how effortlessly Dent could make you feel safe and valued, he felt an unsettling flicker of doubt. Bruce could face any enemy, any challenge, but standing here, watching someone else make you feel what he couldn’t, he felt almost... inadequate.

The feeling was absurd. Jealousy wasn’t supposed to affect him; he’d trained himself to be above such things. But he couldn’t stop the bitterness gnawing at him as he watched Dent with you, a man whose easy warmth contrasted so painfully with Bruce’s own guarded nature. It stung to realize that, for all his power and reputation, he was losing you to his own friend. Dent looked at you with pride and affection, the kind that came naturally to him—and Bruce hated that Dent could offer you what he hadn’t even known you needed.

And then, through the murmur of the crowd, your voice rang out again—��Dad!”—directed at Dent, not him. Something twisted painfully in Bruce’s chest, his vision blurring as he watched you lean into Dent’s embrace, trusting and relaxed. The sight was a punch to his pride, yes, but more than that, it was a revelation of all he’d pushed away, all the moments he’d let slip by because he hadn’t wanted to be vulnerable.

For the first time, Bruce felt an unfamiliar desperation creep in, a fear he’d never faced even in the darkest moments of his life. Losing you to Dent seemed almost absurd, yet it was becoming a reality before his eyes. He was starting to see the damage his own indifference had caused, each unspoken word and dismissed gesture now cutting him deeper than he would ever admit aloud.

If only he’d turned around that first time you called him "Dada." If only he’d been there, shown you warmth instead of distance. Now someone else was in the place he’d abandoned, and he feared—truly feared—that you were already too far out of his reach to bring back.

(A/n: feel free to use this idea to make a story! Though you needa tag me too😼)

[delisland]

men n’ their pretty girls/boys ^.^ admirin' you like a prized possession, well— you are their prized possession. The micro expressions u make when you’re talking about things you like, the things that frustrate you, it’s just the little things they notice

all. the. time.

There’s something so beautiful about taking your time to notice the little things about the ones you love.

gojo, kuroo, nanami, sakusa, Izuku midoriya, aizawa, itadori, kageyama, mirio, bakuthot, curley, oh, n' did I say gojo n kuroo 😜😜?

note 🔊 y’all want me ta make a nsfw version of this? I don’t mind at all, it’s prolly jus gonna b based on the feedback on this 🐿️

[minbon]

ฅ^>⩊<^ ฅ

how about a pouty, cutesy, attention-loving Tae, making you choose between him and your pet cat. Haha or don't mind me tho. I just love cats... that's all.

A Little Jealousy

pairing: taehyung x f. reader

warnings: none?

Taehyung shook the toy mouse in front of your cat, Pepper. Your cat was unenthused as she licked her paw.

"Come on, take the mouse!" Taehyung pouts as he shakes it harder. Pepper eyes him with her green eyes and walks away, lifting her tail.

"Whyyy?" Taehyung whines as Pepper jumps up onto the couch. She walks across it to sit in your lap.

"She loves me more," You tease and Taehyung pouts as he crawls over to the both of you with the orange toy mouse. He gives it a shake when he reaches you, resting his head on your thigh.

Pepper opens one eye, wondering who has the guts to waken her. When she spots Taehyung, she shuts her eyes and uses her paw to cover her face, ultimately dismissing your partner.

"But I wanna love her!" Taehyung cries as you run your finger through her hair.

"She loves you in her own way. She was with you all morning. She followed you to the bathroom, to the kitchen, and even napped on your head this afternoon."

"But now I want to play with her," Tae frowns as he looks at the sweet cat asleep on your other leg.

"And she wants a nap," You giggle as you pet Pepper's little head. She wiggles before she settles, yawning before she closes her eyes.

"Do you love me more?" Taehyung asks in a whiny tone. You poke his cheek.

"I love you both the same," You answer him.

"But she's on your lap," Tae huffs playfully.

"Then hop on," You pat your leg and Taehyung chuckles as he rises to sit beside you.

Pepper wakes and crawls onto his lap instead, purring when he rubs her head.

"See, she loves you."

"And I love you both," Taehyung smiles as he wraps his arm around you to pull you closer.

You lean your head on his shoulder, smiling at your little family of three.

[adeepdeepslumber]

little drabble of bachira and rin my favs 😹😹😹

while you were sleeping - laufey

rin was pressed back against the couch, his back supported and comforted by the plush cushions, as he watched his gameplay of the most recent match. occasionally, he'd open his mouth for some mango, and you would gladly feed it to him. you straddled his lap, knees tucked at his sides, as you were munching away on your fruit selection in a bowl. somehow, one scene from horimiya came up in your mind, and you were determined to try it out on rin. slowly, you placed a slice of mango in between your lips, holding rin's face, motioning for a kiss.

eyes still glued to his phone screen, rin moved his face to give you access to his mouth, not noticing the mango slice in between your lips. when your lips make contact, thats when he finally turns back to you, brows furrowing at the sensation of mango being passed from your mouth to his. just a little kiss to pass on the mango, you pull away quickly, leaving rin dumbfounded and confused, a mango slice just left in between his lips like a child sucking on a lollipop.

rin raises his eyebrow, and you decide that you should take a picture. rin starts chewing on the mango, and paid more attention to you, watching you eat your mango. once in every fifteen minutes, he'd beckon for you to feed him the same way as just now, even taking a video of it, your cheeky smile peeking at the camera, making rin's heart flutter.

safe to say, that picture and video are in both your photo albums of each other and lock screen, rin starting to favor your new way of feeding him fruit.

K. - cigarettes after sex

you and bachira were laying on your shared bed, scrolling through social media, when a particular video popped up. the trend to the song, K., by cigarettes after sex would play, and a girl would put lipstick on her lips, accidentally smudging it. then, someone's hand comes to wipe it off, revealed their kiss-filled face.

"meguru! let's do this!"

bachira looks closely at the video, examining it, before giving a hyper, "let's do it!"

step one, was to fill his face with lovely kisses. internally, bachira was most excited for this, your soft lips making contact with his face. you slowly applied many layers of your lipstick, before holding bachira's face, angling it to give yourself full access to all parts of his face. then, that's when the kissing frenzy starts. no part of bachira's faceis exempted from it, you kissing every part visible. forehead, cheek, nose, mouth? all full of kiss marks. the corner of his eyes was no exception, so was the edge of his mouth. bachira could feel himself ascending, giggling and smiling as you kissed him like your life depended on it.

finally, after ten minutes, you were done. no inch of his face was not covered with kisses, his face being a mural of your kisses. bachira looked giddy, his eyes dazed as he formed a drunken smile, as if high off of your kisses.

step two, film the video! unexpectedly, this was the hardest part to film, as when you purposely smudged your lipstick off your lips, bachira's hand made it's way to your face to wipe it off. however, seems like he couldn't resist your pretty face! he'd pull you in for a kiss, now your mouth to your chin was also filled with kisses from him. finally, you'd managed to record the final recording. you'd smudged the lipstick off your lips, bachira's hand reaching over to your mouth to wipe it off, holding your face. while you angled the camera to reveal his kiss filled face, bachira's still focused on you. camera still rolling, he still leaned in for a kiss, when you dropped the phone to reciprocate it. you took a photo of his face, one with you and without, keeping them as your lock screen. bachira's giggly smile was clear in the photos, and you'd posted the video on your socials, leading it to become viral. well, bachira definitely asked you to pepper his face with more kisses after that!!

a/n: im so lazy to write but i have one req coming up so this is js a lil drabble! can you tell which of the two i like more

[hijackalx]

Headcanon thingy, but who would the boys (Gale, Astarion, Wyll, and Gortash) react to seeing their lover trying on lingerie?

felt like testing my drabble skills so i added a lil something extra to them 😎💗 enjoy pookie!!

GN!reader

SLIGHT NSFW BELOW

GALE

likes when you surprise him with it. wear some under your clothes as a little treat for when he’s undressing you 😌✨

you look so good that it makes him trip over his words. he’s too busy ogling your body to pay attention to what he’s saying. will have him laughing like a nervous virgin 😹

LOVESSSSS garters. can’t keep his hands off of them. particularly loves the way your thighs strain beneath them when you’re on your knees

instantly wants to enchant the bottoms to make them vibrate and watch you get off like that (don’t ask if that’s actually possible my brain functions on horny not logic)

your outfit is inconspicuous, plain— perfect for covering up the lingerie hiding beneath. you wait patiently in his lap as he unwraps your silken robe, biting back a smirk.

he pauses to take in the sight of the lace hugging your skin, how it flows so delicately around your shape. he tuts, shooting you a familiar, frivolous grin. “feeling naughty tonight, are we?” just moments later, his hands move to rest on your bottoms, a seemingly harmless action that results in a soft buzz and a gasp. “i can work with that.”

ASTARION

insists on going with you to pick some out. follows you into every dressing room to “make sure it fits right” lol. so picky but mostly because he loves watching you try them on

his favorites are flowy/frilly types, like babydoll tops or satin robes. also LOVES stockings of any kind

makes you feel like an actual doll ✨🌸 repeatedly tells you how perfect you are and can’t keep his hands off you. will also try to get you flustered by whispering really dirty stuff about how you look into your ear

likes when you have fun with it and show off for him— be cheeky. do a little spin. bend over in front of him. be prepared for him to pinch or smack your ass though

he sits comfortably on the dressing room bench as you approach him. “how about this one?” you pull your bottom lip in playfully, placing your hands on his shoulders as he takes your body into his grasp.

“mm,” erupts from his throat, watching as his lithe fingers slip over and under the fabric sparsely covering your skin. “now, this one i like.” he places a slow and deliberate kiss to your exposed abdomen, his ruby gaze flitting up to meet yours; there’s an impish glint to them that tells you he doesn’t plan on waiting to have you any longer.

GORTASH

likes to make sketches of you wearing it. has so many drawings of you in compromising positions with it on. definitely keeps them for when he’s alone

loves corsets and bustiers because of how they emphasize your chest, especially in blacks and reds. crotchless panties also drive him INSANE

the sluttier you act while wearing it the better. don’t try to be modest (there’s honestly no reason to be anyway, he’s a freak fr 😹😹)

a sucker for fishnets. likes to take them off and use them to tie your wrists together. will also shove them in your mouth/gag you with them on occasion

his dark irises glance up from his work every so often to study your decorated figure; they follow the arch of your back, the heart shape of your ass, and linger on the exposed area between your thighs more often than not.

“lower,” he directs, and you immediately respond by deepening the angle of your back. he hums contently, scribbles some more, then adds, “spread your legs further.”

you comply once again, happy to flaunt your body under his gaze. the corner of your lip pulls upward, anticipating your reward for being such an obedient little muse.

WYLL

bust this out on your honeymoon and he gets SOOO flustered. i’m talking stuttering/looking away/rubbing his neck

his favorites on you are lacy teddies— especially in blues, purples, and whites. more traditionally sexy styles really get him going

lowkey so obsessed with how you look in it. the kind of thing that’s on his mind 24/7. almost always asking you to put it on for him at the end of the day with a little pout 😹💗

LOVES when you strip for him nice and slow, especially how you tease him by carefully revealing each skimpy garment beneath your clothes. a lapdance is also mandatory

you spot the anxiousness simmering beneath his lax surface— he longs to touch you, but you’d rather toy with him a little more.

prowling closer to where he sits, you slowly unbutton your blouse. with each maneuver of your fingers, you reveal the lingerie lying beneath, watching how his hungry, needy gaze fixates on it.

he inhales sharply as you straddle his lap and take his hand in yours. he lets you guide it over your ornamented body, his eyes heavy with desire as he mutters a low and raspy, “you’ll ruin me.”

[ramshackle-lost-n-found]

Uh, this is one of my first requests I've ever made and I was wondering if you could recommend some of your favorite twst x reader fics? Some prompts that could be used are, twst au set outside of nrc, background character!reader, and just some twst x reader aus in general. Reply whenever, if you want to, and have a great day. ꈍᴗꈍ ♥︎

sit comfortably, anon. 😼

lustlovehart's monster twst au and reverse monster au concept and writing is amazing to read! the way they come up with it is so creative, definitely give it a try!

i'm moots with solxamber on my main (hi sol ure amazing 🫶) her trash novel chronicles and guideverse aus is so worth keeping tabs on especially with how she writes the cast that just makes me fall in love with them even more.

i miss ashtavula 😿 ever since i found their royalty au i keep dreaming of the day it gets an update. i love rereading it a lot, even the drabbles they do of how reader feels about all of it!

fools-ramblings-and-whatnot has a lot of amazing work like wow! i have been following dormwars and charming au and i love how charmingly chaotic they are 😹 their art is so cute as well!

lovelybrooke's forgotten reader au and background reader au also has me sat down to reading every new discussion. 😼

NOW. devosin. late nights and flashing lights? would. for the record? cannot wait. concubine game? feral. i'm in all of their taglists 😹 i get so excited whenever i see an update to each of them and i cannot wait to see my favorite ginger in action 😼 they're my favorite victorian child embodier 🫶

rollo enjoyer pomefioredove writes vil in such a way that just makes me feel things. ad perpetuam memoriam hurts and i need more people to know about this pain too.

prettybugsinbandages is working hard to deliver the endings of blot reader rn so go show them support! i really love reading this au a lot and even follow its tag.

i love angst and i'm a sibling, ryker-writes' broken sibling relationships was such a find when i dove into twst angst, another series that i reread whenever!

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i only listed profiles that i follow, i hope that's okay since you did ask of my favorite aus :> i chose aus from their profile but you can look into more of their works!

go show them some love! 😸

[c0llisiion]

Pairing: hwang hyunjin + f!reader

★ : Drabble, voyeurism (noncon) , roommate!hj , reader is horny ash — lmk if i missed any!

W/C: 794

A/N: HIIIIIII!!!! Im back w a new skz drabble HEHE i was like thinking about writing this a while ago and then finally decided to do it so my block doesn’t get the best of me 😹 not rlly sure of the ending and im kinda eh on the entire fic but anyways enjoy! <333

☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ This is strictly fiction. Any scenario or situation should not be taken seriously. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

Thinking about roommate Hyunjin accidentally catching you playing with yourself in the living room. He couldn’t deny the fact that he had a huge crush on you since the day you moved in and only didn’t make a move because you were his roommate. This wasn’t the first time he has caught you in an act like this, though. He has heard your guttural moans through the thin walls every time you thought he wasn’t home. It was an accident at first, but as time went on, he started doing it on purpose. Hyunjin was kind of closed off. He didn’t necessarily talk to you that much, only occasional small talks or about rent. Most of the time, yall were just locked up in your own rooms and only saw each other in the mornings when you both left for university. You knew that after university he would go off to his studio for a couple of hours and only return around 7-8, which gave you the perfect opportunity to do whatever you wanted and pretend everything was alright once he was back, but since that one fateful day, Hyunjin's schedule changed. He never told you he was coming home early. You were still under the impression that he was at his studio. Little did you know he would come home earlier than expected. His back was pressed against the wall that separated your room and his hand glided up and down over his lengthy shaft. Beads of sweat trickled down his neck, and his eyes shut tight as he listened to your sweet moans and the whirring of your vibrator. You were loud, and it allowed him to imagine you however he wanted. He wanted you so bad. He wanted you under his lean build, begging for him to go faster and deeper. He wanted to know how soft and warm your pussy was. How it would feel around his length. How tight you were. His breath quivered as his hands increased in pace. The image of your ass rippling every time it came into contact with his pelvis. Thinking about all the dirty things he would whisper into your ears. Filling you up with his hot cum over and over again till it drips down your legs. He couldn’t get enough of you. As your moans died down, he would glance at his hands to be greeted by his own load of cum, staining his abdomen and legs. 

That day, he actually missed out on your session since he had a few things to finish. He came home frustrated and exhausted, notifying you that he was going to sleep and to not disturb him before passing out on his bed. What seemed like a couple of hours later, Hyunjin slowly opened his bedroom door, groggy and still not fully awake, but was immediately brought back to earth when he heard your whines and whimpers out in the wild. He walked a bit closer into the living room, and his eyes went wide as he watched you play with yourself. The living room setting made it impossible for you to notice anyone standing behind you, so you just kept going, hoping the loud movie sound was enough to mute out your moans. He was painfully hard. A large tent was clearly visible in his gray sweatpants. He gulped as he watched your fingers go in and out of your sloppy cunt. Your other hand was on your clit, rubbing soft circles on the sensitive nub, making you whine and whimper. Your fingers curled into your gspot, making you arch your back softly against the couch cushions. Your hands reached up to squeeze and play with your perky tits, making you gush even more. Hyunjin shuddered at the sight. His vision went almost blurry at hearing your obscene, dirty talk. His hand subconsciously went down to palm at his erection. Palm running over the painfully hard length. His breath was faltering as he continued watching you. Precum started leaking out of his tip, creating a wet patch on the crotch of his sweats. But he wasn’t paying any mind to that. He was just focused on you and how you pleasured yourself. The way your body responded to your own touches was driving him crazy. Your fingers started picking up pace, making your body writhe. Breathy moans escaping your wet lips. As you increased your pace, he too started palming himself at the same rate but was quickly brought back to earth, realizing how wrong it is to watch you at your most vulnerable and intimate moment without your consent. He gulped before slowly heading back to his room and shutting his door as gently as possible, making sure you couldn’t hear.

A/N : THANK YOU FOR READING!!!! ICB WE ARE VV CLOSE TO HITTING 1K 😭😭😭😭🎀🎀🎀 lowkey crazy. BUT ANYWAYS I MIGHT DROP AN AU IN HONOUR SOOOO HEHE ILY GUYS SMM!!

Masterlist!

[taking-a-cupcake]

uhmm my masterlist 😅😅😅

(contains both sfw and nsfw, nsfw will be marked)

BUNGO STRAY DOGS

nikolai x fem reader (nsfw)

submissive fyodor x gn!reader (nsfw)

chuuya x gn or fem idk (nsfw)

idk what to say for this, uhm nikolai x gn (nsfw)

sub dazai 😹😹 x gn!reader (nsfw)

foursome😅 with fyodor😅 dazai😅 and chuuya 😅 (fem reader, nsfw)

fucking in the backrooms w nikolai ^_^ (nsfw)

fucking in the backrooms w nikolai part 2 (nsfw)

ranpo x gn!reader (nsfw)

shibusawa x fem!reader (nsfw)

fem!beast dazai x fem!reader (nsfw)

fem!dazai x fem!reader x fem!fyodor (nsfw)

dazai x afab/fem!reader (nsfw, fingering)

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OKEGOM

met x fem!reader (nsfw)

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GENSHIN IMPACT

thigh riding with ayato (nsfw)

hate sex/unrequited lover with albedo (nsfw)

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FATE GRAND ORDER

asclepius x fem reader (nsfw)

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OBEY ME

lucifer x male reader (nsfw)

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WITCHS HEART

ashe bradley x fem/gn reader (nsfw)

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YOUR TURN TO DIE (YTTD)

midori x fem!reader (nsfw)

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RESIDENT EVIL

leon x gn!reader

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ALIEN STAGE

ivan x fem!reader smut

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VARIOUS MEDIA

are you ready to become a single parent (various, nsfw, joke) (various male x gn reader)

public/semi public sex (various, nsfw) - diluc, yelan, dazai, yosano, nagito, idate

various fem/masc characters x fem/gn reader (nsfw)

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IMAGINES/DRABBLES/idk ;-;

uhm me abt modern au scara and hate sex

scaramouche choking imagine

rich genshin characters imagine ;-;

heizou imagine (nsfw)

hunting dogs!reader, 3some w fyodor and dazai imagine

me being down bad for mushitaro

xiao… imagine….. (nsfw..)

fontaine women

cop fyodor + nikolai imagine idk

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MY OPINIONS,,,

“KITTEN” as a fucking petname

[starkool]

Hi there!! You cool with a daughter of Iris reader x Leo Valdez where Leo is stressed out about a project so y/n cheers Leo up by turning his project different colors and stuff? Thanks, have a great day!! Here, have a song rec too: Copacabana by Barry Manilow(English version)

Haven't written for pjo before... hoping i'll get leos character right💀🙏

TW/Info: none except FEM [Y/N], short drabble, fluff, max colors and set clothing ig😹

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You've been a camper at Camp Half-Blood for awhile now, being a daughter of Iris, fighting wasn't really your strong suite, but you weren't weak either. You could keep yourself alive out there alone for a bit. Atleast.

And it has been a few days since you've seen your boyfriend, Leo, at all recently. You thought he might be at a quest or something, but after seeing Piper still at camp, you made the proud deduction that no quest has started without your knowledge.

So you decided that you'll raid the Hephaestus Cabin when you have the chance tomorrow... you were already laying in your bunk inside your cabin with your siblings already dead asleep, or reading a book to pass the time while they couldn't sleep.

Soon enough, tomorrow rolled around, being woken up by one of your cabinmates for the morning far earlier than normal, just as you requested.

You thought that if you woke up earlier then you might be able to catch Leo going to the workshop or what he called it as... honestly, you had a hard time deciphering what he was saying when he was more excited than a young kid on christmas day seeing their presents under the tree.

You quickly got dressed — Your bright orange camp shirt (Which in all honesty, you hated the color.), your dark blue jeans with your converse — And your short rainbow scarf you usually wore in your hair before putting your hair in a pony tail.

You quickly rush out of your cabin, not even thinking about closing the door as you run trough the camp, to Leo's workshop.

Not long after you find the entrance, it being wide open and you hear some type of... mechanical noises from the inside?

You went closer, peeking inside and spotting your objective — Leo's body peeking out from the inside of Festus as the dragon was resting while he worked.

You walked inside, walking closer as Festus opened it's eyes, now staring at you approaching. Leo not even taking notice of you at all.

"So this is where you've been all this time?" Your voice spoke as Leo almost immedieatly hit his head in Festus' body, before raising his head out of the mechanical dragon with wide eyes as he stared at you.

"Mi amor! I-I didn't expect to see you today!" He said, chuckling nervously as he scratched the back of his neck.

You raised an eyebrow. "I haven't seen you in days, Leo. It made me worry slightly." You responded, before walking closer towards Festus' leg, placing your hands on your hip.

Leo chuckled again. "Sorry. My bad. Was kinda too focused on fixing a part inside Festus." He grunted. "I just can't get it right." He grumbled under his breath and chucked his head back into Festus' back.

"Y'know... a break sounds way better than this."

"What do you mean a break? I need to finish this!

"What you need is a break!" You shot back, scoffing as you leaned your shoulder against Festus as you stared at Leo's lower body poking out from Festus.

But absent-mindedly, as you adjusted your position, you reached your hand and put it on Festus, and suddenly, instead of the goldish yellow color... he became bright rainbow colored.

Leo froze as he saw the change (from the inside? You guessed.) as he quickly wiggled himself out and stood on-top of Festus.

"Woah." He said as he looked across Festus' new look. "You could do that?"

You glanced at Festus' torso and Leo awkwardly. "Uh. I guess. I can change object's colors. Could do this since... forever. Y'know." You shrugged like it wasn't a big deal.

"Since forever? Dude! You never told me!" He said. "You should've told me! My inventions could've been way cooler with a touch of color instead of—" He said before he cut himself off as you raised an eyebrow in response.

"Y'know... Mi Amor... Some of my inventions do need a new paintjob..." He smirked as he slid down from Festus' back, walking over to you and wrapping his arms around your waist. "Please?" He said with a charming smile.

You raised an eyebrow. "This whole charming thing isn't really working when you smell like oil and like you haven't showered in weeks." You point out.

"Well, excuse you, but i am taking showers. Quite frequently to get rid of the smell." He stated with a pout.

You chuckled as you smirked. "I know, i know. I'll also try to color in your inventions, doofus." You respond.

He grinned happily at that, immedieatly pulling you towards the desk that was situated in the room, with a bunch of materials and tools, Leo rummaging around at the mess and gather them on the middle of the desk.

Awhile later, many gadgets, tools even material at this point was different colors than usual. Even Festus was now pink and blue with some white here and there. Both of you were now on the back of Festus, Leo peeking his head out of the poptart look-alike.

"Finally fixed the issue." He said with a soft smile on his face. He seemed more at ease than you ever did before, in all honesty. This whome color-adventure winded him down slightly, but he was happy, it showed. "You really should've told me you can do this... i would've loved to have you here to color my projects." He said, staring at you softly before leaning down and kissing your forehead.

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tried my best w this one💔

small extra;

"Yeah, yeah. This may be all fun and games... but i'm pretty winded, Leo." You said.

"So? What's the problem with being tired?" He asked, looking at you as he put another project you colored away.

"I probably can't color everything back..." You revealed.

Leo's eyes went wide, before the two of you looked at Festus. The dragon only snorted out smoke from it's nostrils...in annoyance if you guessed.

"So Festus is staying as a fake poptart?" Questioned Leo.

"...Guess so. You might have to get used to this new version of Festus." You said. "Might take awhile before i could color him back..." You giggled.

[owuwi]

GUIDELINES.ᐟ

IMPORTANT

⤷ be kind! if you don't like the content i post or anything i say, block me. i won't answer any hate message unless i find it important.

⤷ i'm nobody's parents, i am not responsible for the type of content you read; but please do not interact with my twitter porn links/nsfw posts, it makes me uncomfortable.

⤷ i'm a full time student + a slow writer. i write my own ideas whenever i can and whenever i have the inspiration to, so my posts can vary from short and messy to long and more properly written.

FANDOMS

⤷ arcane s1 & 2 (mainly write/make bots for au!powder, jinx, and maddie nolen)

⤷ companion (will only write/make bots for iris)

⤷ dexter (mainly write/make bots for debra morgan and rita bennett)

⤷ grey's anatomy (mainly write/make bots for lexie grey)

⤷ harry potter (mainly write/make bots for ginny weasley and hermione granger)

⤷ resident evil: welcome to raccoon city live action (will only write/make bots for jill valentine)

⤷ miss peregrine's home for peculiar children (mainly write/make bots for movie!emma bloom and movie!olive abroholos)

⤷ skam (will mainly write/make bots for noora from og skam, nora from skam españa, joana from skam españa, cristina from skam españa, kieu my vu from druck, and lola from skam france).

⤷ spider-man: into & across the spiderverse (mainly write/make bots for gwen stacy)

⤷ star wars (mainly write/make bots for shin hati)

⤷ thunderbolts (mainly write/make bots for ava starr)

⤷ yellowjackets (mainly write/make bots for teen!natalie scatorccio, adult!shauna, and adult!lottie)

WHAT I WILL WRITE

⤷ i'll write for fem!reader and gn!reader. i only write for fem!characters. if the character is canonically a lesbian, i will only write her x fem!reader.

⤷ i'll write about smut — soft impact play, spitting, consensual somno, amab!character, cnc, breeding, praise, size-kink, mommy-kink, free-use, light pet-play, katoptronophilia, degradation, anal, bdsm, piss kink, dubcon, and probably more:3 —, fluff, angst, headcanons, and drabbles.

⤷ i mainly write one shots, i don't think i'll be writing full stories.

WHAT I WON'T WRITE

⤷ i won't write for male!reader nor cismale!characters. i'm actually not so sure if i'll write for tmasc!reader.

⤷ when writing smut; i won't write about scat, beasteality, age play, cuckolding, extreme bdsm, rape, minors, and probably more too lol.

⤷ for regular writing, descriptive self harm, suicide, gender switching, and incest.

BOTS

⤷ i only make bots for fem!user, gn!user, and tmasc!user. i won't make any male!character bot nor for cismale!user.

⤷ if the user's pronouns aren't specified: most of my bots are gender neutral, even if they are tagged as 'wlw'.

REQUESTS

⤷ please try to make your requests as detailed as possible! it makes it easier for me to write your ideas:3

⤷ as i mentioned before, i'm a slow writer, so i can take either a really short or a really long time to finish your request + it also depends on how inspired i am and how many other requests i have. i promise i try my best to not take too long.

⤷ please be nice! add a little 'thank you' and 'please' at the end of your request (i won't like, ignore the request if you don't say thank you or please but it's always nice to read those words).

⤷ be. patient. i promise i always try to finish requests as fast as i possibly can, so please don't be in my asks asking (😹) how much longer i'm going to take to finish something.

⤷ for some reason, there are times where the asks don't go through:( if i take too long to reply to your request that means that i probably didn't get it, but you can re-send your request in this google form!

⤷ if there's a request i'm not comfortable writing or i didn't understand the scenario you want me to write, i won't make the fic/bot.

[snowydesertoasis]

New blog alert!

I’m Steph 👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻

Diving back into my fanfiction Tumblr era..

I want to use this account to post fics, drabbles, participate in Tumblr challenges, and answer any asks that come my way.

I’ll probably reblog a lot of my interests too . I like a lot of sports (Baseball, Hockey, Motorsports, and American Football.), Taylor Swift, books, Video Games. So get ready for those too.

Pairings I’ll write:

Right now I’m really into Lestappen (Charles Leclerc x Max Verstappen) my two published fics on AO3 is of this pairing. They’re really angsty and twisted 🙈🙈🙈 RL is hard right now. (I also have a prequel plus parts written of a new WIP and will probably post snipettes here :) ask away if you want more details

I’ll probably Drabble or one shot other driver pairings

Everlark. I have a fic I started back in 2015 that I’m determined to finish, along with a few one-shots I was always too shy to post. Since my writing style has evolved over the past decade, I’ll be rewriting them before finally sharing.

And who knows where else my thought worm will bring me. And im always open for suggestions 😹😹😹😹

[sleepingdiaryzzz]

Yandere batfamily x neglected reader

From the moment you were ten, you had sought their attention like a moth drawn to a flame. But the flame was always too hot, always too far away, and with every desperate attempt to get close, they burned you. You had been a shadow in their world, hovering at the edges of their lives, wanting, needing. Needing. That word, so simple, yet it had been the curse of your existence. You needed them. You needed their time, their care, their love. But they never saw you, never acknowledged the pit of loneliness that gnawed at you every time you begged to be included.

They had brushed you aside, every single time.

The family, your family, was never really yours.

It started when you were just a kid. “Not now, kid,” they would say. Or “Go play somewhere else.” Every time you tried to insert yourself into their lives, they shoved you away, like a toy they’d grown tired of. They didn’t need you. Not when there were bigger things at stake. Not when Gotham was drowning in its own darkness, when the Batcave was filled with the hum of machinery and the rush of adrenaline.

You were just a distraction.

You were nothing.

The words didn’t change as you grew older. They only got sharper.

When you were twelve, you tried again—this time with more subtlety. You offered to help, to be something, anything that would make them notice you. I can be useful, I promise. But no. No, they couldn’t have you tagging along. Not when there were more important things to do, more important people to be with. You were only a child.

By the time you turned fifteen, the bitter reality had set in. You weren’t wanted. You weren’t needed. They were a family—their family—and you? You were the outcast, the inconvenience they only tolerated because they had no choice. They didn’t want you, but they had to keep you around. The occasional glance from Tim, a brief acknowledgment from Dick—enough to keep the illusion of familial love alive, but never enough to make you feel like you mattered.

It wasn’t just Bruce anymore. He had become an empty figure in your life, a distant authority figure who only spoke when there was something to be done. Do this. Do that. Don’t ask questions. That was how you learned to live under his roof—like a shadow. Like a nothing.

There were moments when you thought you might be able to break through. When you thought maybe—just maybe—they would see you for who you were, someone who could stand beside them, shoulder to shoulder, not as a burden but as a part of the family.

But those moments were fleeting. They were crumbs, pieces of hope that you clung to like a starving animal, only for them to be yanked away, leaving you empty once again.

By the time you turned sixteen, you no longer asked. No longer begged. You had learned that your needs were nothing but noise to them. So, you stayed quiet, retreating into the corners of their lives. You were there, but invisible. A ghost that haunted the edges of their family but was never invited to sit at the table.

But it wasn’t just the coldness that broke you. No. It was the sharpness of their words.

The day it all ended—the day your last shred of hope died—had come like a storm.

You were seventeen when you finally broke. You had asked, yet again, for something so simple. You wanted to hang out, to spend the evening together, just for once. No work. No patrols. Just them. Just family. But Dick—always so perfect, so composed—snapped.

“Stop nagging, goddammit!” His voice was low, but the venom was there. The venom that cut deeper than any blade. “I don’t have time for this. You’re not a kid anymore. You should know better.”

And it was in that moment, when the words hit you like fists to your chest, that you knew. It was over. They will never care about you.

No more pleading. No more silence. You were done.

You wanted to scream, to break down and tell him how it felt to always be ignored, to always be pushed aside. But you didn’t. You couldn’t. All you could do was stare at him, the person you had once looked up to, the brother who had made you feel like you belonged. And now? Now he hated you. He resented you. You were just a thorn in his side, something he couldn’t wait to get rid of.

The Batfamily didn’t need you. They didn’t even want you. You were just a memory in the background of their perfect little world.

And so, you left.

You packed your things and left Gotham without a second thought. You didn’t care anymore. You didn’t care about them. You didn’t care about the lies you had told yourself for years, that someday they would come to love you. No. You were done.

You found a small apartment in a city far, far away. The rent was cheap. The food was okay. It didn’t matter. For the first time in years, you felt a strange kind of peace. No more begging. No more hoping for something that was never going to come.

But the peace didn’t last long. It never does.

Months passed, and the Batfamily went on without you. It wasn’t like you expected them to notice, but they did. They always did.

It started slowly at first. A message from Bruce, terse and businesslike, asking how you were. A phone call from Dick, his voice hesitant, full of uncertainty. Tim sent an email—just a few lines, but still. He’d written “We miss you.”

You didn’t respond. The first few days, you let it sit there, those words ringing in your ears. We miss you. The words came so easily now, but where had they been all those years? You stared at the screen, a hollow laugh escaping your lips. Miss you? They had pushed you aside when you needed them most. They had ignored you, told you to shut up, told you to go away.

Now they missed you?

You threw your phone across the room and sat down, gripping your hair, letting the quiet take you over.

It wasn’t until the second month that they started to call. At first, it was Tim—his voice softer than it had been in years, like a penitent ghost, when he called you.

“Please… just talk to us. We’re… we’re worried about you.”

You didn’t pick up.

Then, Dick. His voice cracked when he asked if you were okay. Just talk to us. How many times had you told them that? How many times had you begged? And now, they were begging you? You felt the rage swell inside you, the bitterness of those years threatening to break you apart.

And that was when they came.

It wasn’t just a phone call. It wasn’t just messages anymore. They came looking for you.

Nightwing was the first. He showed up at your door, standing there in his familiar suit, but his smile was tight, his eyes uncertain.

“Please,” he said, voice barely above a whisper. “We just want to talk.”

You stared at him, the same person who had once smiled at you like you meant the world to him. And now? Now he looked like a stranger. Someone who didn’t know who you were. And maybe, in a way, he didn’t.

“Why?” you asked, your voice rough from months of silence. “Why now? Where were you when I needed you?”

The guilt in his eyes only deepened. “We were wrong,” he said, the words fragile, like he was afraid they would break if spoken too loudly. “We… we miss you.”

The anger rose in your chest. They missed you?

The words sounded so hollow. What good was their love now?

They all came. One by one, each member of the family arrived at your door, apologizing, begging for forgiveness, for your attention, your love.

But it was too late.

They had pushed you away for too long, and now you could feel it: the suffocating weight of their regret, the twisting hunger of their need.

They needed you. They needed you so badly. They would never let you go again.

It wasn’t just about family anymore. It wasn’t just about reconciliation. Now, it was about possession.

And the family would do whatever it took to keep you close—no matter the cost.

Gotham had never felt farther away, yet the shadows of the family loomed larger than ever.

You weren’t sure if you were ready to go back, to reopen that door. But deep down, you knew one thing.

They would never let you leave again.

And now?

Now, they were willing to do anything to make sure of it.

(A/n: no part 2 becuz it's a one shot 😸)

[moon7jay]

how about a little fic or drabble where like jay and reader are dating and reader confides in jay about her like daddy issues? he'd noticed how she'd always brushed him off and avoided the conversation when someone was talking about their father, and how she'd always get scared when someone raises their voice or how when jay did the smallest of things for her she'd be shocked as to why he's doing it and stuff. so one day he like just asks her about it when she starts crying and stuff. i don't know if you wrote fluff but i read carnal and i loved how it was smutty yet had hurt/comfort in it too. you can add smut in this too if you want ! this is just a suggestion but if you don't wanna write this then it's completely fine :))

Anon‼️let me tell you something. I'll definitely be taking up this request because I love some delicious angst and also because I have masters in daddy issues so😹, this is right up my alley. I'll start working on it once I'm done with my ongoing fic🤍

[lieslab]

I swear your blog has become my unofficial therapy.. Like, who needs coping skills when I have your writing and your replies? 😹 Do you charge rent for the comfort orrr can I keep freeloading? ☠

My blog turned into a lot of mental health advocacy because I couldn't access therapy when I needed it. When you don't have that and you really need it, it sucks. What more can a person do? So I combined the k-pop group I liked with mental health 😭

It's all free. I'm actually slowly learning more and more, so I can provide you all with better coping skills, more information, and ways to find hope in the darkness. Quite literally, I have plans to go to my local library in a few days. I want to check out their mental health section.

I'm currently nearly finished with a college psychology course. I'd say over the past two weeks alone, I've learned so much more than what I already know. I can't wait to share what I learn with you. Trust me, snippets will be in my drabbles somewhere because I'm the type of person that feels like they have to share their knowledge with the world.

I'm such a fucking nerd. I've always loved knowledge and growth. Like look at this!! It's so cool!! Isn't it neat?!? To you all? Probably not. To me? Knowledge means everything to me. If I didn't find writing and knowledge, I don't think I'd be here today.

I'm happy you stumbled upon my page and enjoy it so much <3

[siiren-romqntics]

Do you think he’d know that he’s the most loved omega or would he be oblivious about it? I can imagine him trying to make vini jealous at times like when vini did on your drabble with jealous jude. It also doesn’t help that he’s literally soo touchy.

Omg the growl part in your fic was so good. Vini doesn’t play about his omega, he does not like sharing. Except he has to at times when jude suddenly starts hugging the whole population. But at the end of the day, vini is so smug about jude only being his anyway.

Erling preening at all the attention and setting vini off.😹 I feel like he knew what he was doing. Ntm by this time they’ve already made it exclusive.

Yes omg the drabble of jealous jude was really good. You’re right, jealous vini would be so entertaining. And they still had to go on a whole flight back to Madrid so i’m just imagining vini would be teasing jude the whole flight because they’re both impatient.

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I think a mix of both!! He’s definitely aware he’s attractive (people continue to let him know) but i don’t think it fully registers with him either at times. Like he won’t consider the mini heart attack he’ll give to an alpha when he goes all touchy like usual and drapes himself on them.

But he definitely knows what he’s doing when he’s trying to make vini jealous!! Loves to act all oblivious afterwards too, these two just get off on their frequent games of cat and mouse.

!! Vini hates sharing but he’ll just have to deal because he has the most friendly omega ever😭😭like you said though vini knows jude will always be his.

I can just imagine vini marching up to jude and erling talking and putting his hands on jude’s waist and erling just uncomfortably tries to back off. Jude oblivious mode here is confused at this alpha mini standoff.

Thank you for your compliments on that drabble again!! I can’t believe it’s been so long since I actually started using this blog lol. Also vini teasing jude the whole flight back!! They definitely have the most possessive sex when they get back to madrid. Jude finds shame and actually uses the omega only changing rooms for once because marks are just littered over his body.

[kneel-to-seto-kaiba]

@spiritsintertwined — Lucifer info!

@arcofluminara Drabble is here!! :DD

“I want to play with Lucifer, too… the king known as the strongest in hell…”

“Lucifer, king of hell,” A voice echoed as Lucifer was spotted, that voice belonging to the Prince of Pride. “Do you think I’ll accept your answer about the heir to the throne?” Every day he honed his skills and strength waiting for the moment he’d challenge Lucifer— no, just ruling over the Pride ring wasn’t enough. He knew that just from the hunger he felt when thinking of the crown, of wanting to become king himself.

Lucifer shook his head thoughtfully, addressing the prince in a formal, polite manner. "I did not invite thee to discuss the establishment of a successor..."

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He’s not really tiny Lucifer is just HUGEEEE LOL giant dad

Enjoy! Also here’s a doodly of Prince Kaiba making tea with his blood powers 😹 and asleepin