#( im sorry this is kinda short :( )

[spoopdeedoop]

he forgot to poof the party clone

[murdockcastleslut]

hi! can i please request a frenchie fic where the reader is a former member of the seven? with whatever angsty prompt you like. thank you!

okay i am so excited for this and i may sob writing this! i kinda took inspo from this tiktok edit of frenchie and kimiko. oh and this is the prompt im gonna use, "listen to me-" "No, no!" "my dear, i swear, that isn't what i meant." "oh yeah? i don't think so. you were pretty loud and clear back there." | request info here!

you were fuming, was he right? were just another piece of shit supe like the rest of them, like a-train, like the deep, like homelander?

his voice cuts you train of thought when he tries to reason with you has you pack what you could into a duffle.

"listen to me-" his accent thick.

"no, no!" you yell just trying to tune out his voice.

"mon coeur, i swear, that isn't what i meant." he pleads to you.

"oh yeah serge? i don't think so. you were pretty loud and clear back there." you say as you move towards your nightmare.

"please please just look at me." he reaches for you hand.

you turn and look at him tears glossing your eyes as you try and scowl.

"mon amour, please i didn't mea-."

"please just fucking stop!" you yelled at him. "this who i fucking am! i'm a fucking no good piece of shit supe right? i was a fucking fool to think that maybe just maybe my mentor would do the right thing! but you can't fucking judge me when you still follow order from butcher like his fucking lap dog!"

"that's cruel and you know it." he says.

"that's right it is. you're right i am. but i'm fucking right. he treats you like shit and he doesn't care about you and he's on some fucking vendetta and he doesn't care who gets hurt. I want to hurt homelander as much as he does! but i would never put you or anyone else on in fucking danger! so yes i might have slipped up but i owned up to it and made sure everyone was fucking safe! while that fucking cunt could two shits if a supe like me sends up dead. so i'm fucking done." you shut your eyes and clench your fist digging you fingers nails into you skin.

frenchie takes you and into his and gets on his knees.

"if you need to be mean, be mean to me. if you must inflict pain, perhaps i can endure it so you don't have to suffer." he pulls your fingers away from your palm.

"please don't leave. not like this." he looks up at you with pleading eyes.

[oceanwithouthermoon]

one of my favorite (/sarcastic but not really cuz its like funny idk) things in fandoms is when people make ocs or self inserts or 'x readers' being shipped with characters, but the oc/sona/reader is literally just another character from the source material.. its like youre shipping the characters but didnt want to admit it, so you made a kinsona and branded it as something else..

and its NEVER subtle, actually its super blatant every time and im always shocked when nobody points it out..

i have seen uncountable saiki k x readers where the description is like:

"saiki meets someone whose thoughts he cant read for the first time, and even though he doesnt trust her at first, she keeps proving that she is kind and has good intentions!" you mean nendo? reader is girl nendo?

"this time, he meets a girl whose thoughts honestly match up with her spoken words almost perfectly for the first time!" hairo. youre shipping saiki with girl hairo.

"saiki meets someone whose thoughts are too fast and jumbled to re-" ITS AKECHI, THATS AKECHI, ITS LITERALLY AKECHI.

"saiki meets someone whose just as immune to teruhashi as he is for the first and only tim-" this is hairo again, awe bae you secretly LOVE haisai ?!?

"saiki sees his old childhood friend for the first time in years after an incident caused them to be apart and then they fall in lov-" WHY DID YOU EVEN WRITE THIS AND NOT CALL IT SAIKECHI.

its even funnier when they say its like that characters little sister, but the way they write it is still literally just the character, like their personality, dialogue, even their relationship, is the same..

not all of them fit this exactly, but the ones that take a boy character and turn them into a girl oc to ship them with a boy, it reminds of how in equestria girls they couldnt make applejack and rarity endgame so they gave them boyfriends who looked IDENTICAL to each other.. thats what youre creating, guys, youre creating heterosexual rarijack.

[marsthecryptid]

What if Vox met the reader as a wounded fallen angel? Just like it was with Vaggie. Any gender is interesting <:3

OMG THATS SUCH A CUTE IDEA <33. Anywho my knowledge on the fallen angels is kinds low so if anything incorrect that's why. Enjoy, boo! ^_^

୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆ Vox x fallen angel reader ⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨

Meeting him :

~ so let's say you got left behind or you did the same thing vaggie did (spare a demon)

~ I feel like he wouldn't find you Immediately but he would spot you be the vee's tower. Vox would gain some curiosity and offer for you to work for him.

~ I feel like he would know you're a fallen angel so it would take a while to gain his trust

~ If you sustained any injuries Vox would just send you to the nearest medic /hospital

~ He would probably just avoid you tbh...

~ He would pay extra attention to you to make sure you don't get up to anything suspicious. </3

Platonic hcs :

~ Vox would most likely keep you away from the vee's still for obvious reasons...

~ Vox just would not be a good friend in general imo. 😭

~ Vox let you be in a higher ranking job then most of his employees tho. ^_^

Romantic hcs :

~ If you had wings like vaggie he would like fidget with them & make sure all the feathers aren't out of place.

~ will put his TV ass head in your wings.

~ he would probably take a while to confess his feelings..

[infamous-if]

Oh, damn. No 25 with MC trying to protect/take care of Seven in a dangerous situation sounds nice.

Hope you feel better soon, Amy! Take care!

Thank you! <3 Dangerous situation, you say?

Double whammy (the amount of seven asks...)

CW: blood

This is all your fault.

You shouldn't have said anything. You shouldn't have fought with the person at the bar. You should've left it alone.

You should've known that Seven wouldn't let it go. Even when they hate you.

You should've known Seven. Has it been that long that you forgot who they were? Once, they were as familiar to you as the very lines on your palm.

"Seven, please."

You're holding onto them as you two stumble out of the bar, moving like two drunkards though both of you are terribly sober. The warm sensation of Seven's blood on your shirt sends dull fear over you. You're spiraling. Breaking. You don't know what to do.

Seven lets you guide them outside, your arms wrapped closely around them as they keep a hand under their nose which spews blood like an open faucet. It sends another round of fear down your spine, but it's not their nose that has you so breathless you're dizzy.

Their stomach.

In the heat of the moment, the person Seven was fighting threw them on the table littered with glass cups and broken bottles. Seven claims to be fine, but the way blood makes an angry stain on the green fabric of their shirt and Seven limps like their body is failing them, you know they're anything but.

Seven loses their footing, tripping on the last step and making both you and them fumble to the wet, concrete ground.

Your body shakes when the cool water of the alleyway seeps into your jeans. Seven coughs, rolls on their back, and lets out a sigh.

Blood is smeared across their face, their eyes are hazy, the blooming flower of blood grows larger across their stomach.

Your hands flail in front of you when you get on your knees, fingers shaking, lips shuttering. You feel the burning sting of tears. "Seven, what do I do? My phone is dead. We need to call an ambulance."

Seven groans. Coughs. Their hair turns damp when it sinks into a puddle by their face. "Stop...yelling."

"How can I stop?!" you cry. "I need to see it-" You begin to lift up their shirt but Seven stops you.

"No."

Anger replaces your previous fear. "Seven-"

"I don't want you to."

That hurts. Hurts more than it should in this moment. Seven is hurt, bleeding, and even now they don't want you to touch them, to care for them. Has everything been for nothing? Have all the years you two spent together meant nothing?

"You fucking asshole."

"What?" They burst up and groan, hissing and laying back down.

"I need to help you." The fear returns anew when Seven's eyes glide towards you slowly, their lips parted. Not from pain, but from slight surprise. "Please. I know you hate me. I know you have no reason to trust me. But please... I'm asking you to anyway." You bite your lip to hide the way it shakes. "Please let me help you."

It takes them a moment. They stare at you so long you feel like you're being judged. Then, in a move that shocks you even now, Seven nods and looks away.

"Go ahead."

You clear your throat, slowly peeling the shirt that sticks to the blood on their skin. Seven winces, and you let out a small sound when you catch the piece of glass lodged to their rib.

"Not bad," you try, wincing, "just a tiny piece. You'll be fine."

"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?"

You look at them, ready to shoot them a glare, when you see a small, amused smirk on their face.

"Shut up," you mumble, turning back to their wound.

As you inspect more of their skin, slick with blood, you catch their stomach heave when a small laugh leaves them. You look at Seven, quirking a brow. "You called me an asshole." They look at you. The blood still smeared all across their lower face, they look at you and laugh. "I'm about to die and you call me an asshole."

"You're not about to die," you say strongly and then quieter: "and you are."

Seven hums. "Maybe. Maybe you just bring it out of me."

"That's not helping," you mumble.

You move to lift their shirt higher when you feel a wet hand on your wrist. Seven's blood leaks from their fingers to your skin, but you hardly notice it. Not when they're looking at you with a face so soft it disarms your every defense. "I don't hate you."

Your heart rate quickens. "...You don't?"

They shake their head slowly, stifling a small grown with the movement. "How could I?" they mumble, but don't elaborate.

A sigh leaves them and they glide their gaze to the sky. The sound of an ambulance rings in the distance; the bartender must've called the cops.

"I don't hate you either," you say.

Seven says nothing, but their face twists into a satisfied smile, their eyes closing.

I never did.

and then seven dies. JUST KIDDING

[brrrkdslek]

BLING BLING～

🂱 moments of ateez' 9th member, m/n, atinys specifically adore!

🂱 ateez x gn! 9th member! reader

🂱 wrote this at 1am LMFAOO

clip 1 ― m/n before stage!!!

"heyyy, i'm getting ready to go onstage~" you set your phone down and step backwards for a few steps before doing a little twirl in your black suit, as if it was a skirt. "what event are you doing?" you read out a question, "ah, i was actually picked to be a pianist for the orchestra. it's gonna be my turn soon so i need to practice the piece."

you pull out your laptop and began to play robeats on it, confusing the atinys. "yes, i am practicing right now." you turn your laptop to show them your screen, "it's flight of the bumblebee, so i'm technically practicing!" atinys booed in your comments as you bursh out laughing, "alright, fine! i'll be fine anyways!"

clip 2 ― san gets scolded by m/n noona

"okay so i am working on the designs for the new comeback and i'm so excited to show you guys soon!" you squealed in delight as san tried to open the plastic box, blinking at it when it didn't budge.

"also the colours are- san, move the drinks or you'll knock them down." he groaned while trying to pry the box open, almost pulling a muscle. "i'm hungry san, what's taking so long?" you rest your cheek on your hand as you scroll on your phone.

"san for the last time, move the drinks or they'll-" as if on cue, san successfully pries the box open. the consequence was that the dumplings inside flew out at how violently he pried it, along with the two cans of drinks that spilled on the ground, staining the carpet in the process.

you toss your phone onto the table and rubbed your temple in frustration. "hyung-" "come here." san immediately turn around and stuck his ass in your direction, the comments coming in twice as fast as it did. you smacked his ass harshly, "i told you to move the drinks, didn't i?"

"sorry..." he mumbled sadly, "i know, but now we'll starve until tomorrow afternoon." you laid back against the chair and cried internally, san sitting back down and leaning onto you your shoulder.

clip 3 ― burning hot noona

you washed the dishes with your phone propped above the sink, chatting with the atinys. "ah, yes. i did contribute in the costuming for guerrilla and halazia, it was really challenging as..."

atinys watched wooyoung walk into the kitchen and grab a coke from the fridge before wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your cheek, pulling away with a loud 'chuu'. atinys squealed at the adorable interaction in the comments.

"yah, i'm older than you woo." you smiled despite your playful tone, "aw, that's right. m/n noona!" the two giggled before wooyoung reached to wash his hands in the sink, screaming loudly when the water hit his hands.

"AHH, WHY IS IT SO HOT!?" wooyoung cried as he gripped and blew air onto his reddening hand. jongho could be heard snickering in the background, "don't you know our noona uses boiling hot water to wash dishes?" you frowned, "yeah, cause it washes the oil off easily."

you turn the water off and grab a few ice cubes from the freezer, placing them into wooyoung's hands and kissing his cheek. "aww, sorry jagi..." he licked your cheek before dashing into the living room , "YAH JUNG WOOYOUNG!"

clip 4 ― message to my lovely members! &lt;3

you sat idly in the hotel room as you watched the number of viewers rise up, recognising seonghwa's disguise account. a notification popped up as you read it, 'minki pinki: we are watching ur live from hyung's phone, miss u!'

you smiled, "hey, my atinys! did you guys miss me? i missed you so much!" you hug your plush tightly against your chest as you read all the nice and loving comments from your fans.

"i also hope my members are doing fine without me!" you fixed some things on your desk before reading out some comments, "you must be worried since you're the big sister of the group," you giggled, "when will you guys stop making me the big sister? at least, make me a man again!"

"well, i think i am worried. i mean i miss them so much, and i hate to admit but it's really lonely without them here. yeah, filming is fun and all but it'd be way more fun if i had my members with me right now."

"also, i left some homemade slushies in the fridge for my dear members! please have some, i know you guys are working hard!" a notification sounds from your phone, 'staff: scene 29 in three hours so you should get ready.' you sighed, "well, i gotta go now. love you!"

©BRRRKDSLEK 2023

[pulling-a-jowan]

Friendly reminder that Anders canonically committed cannibalism

[devotion-disorder]

digging through my files and found these wips of remy and avery from last year!! that i completely forgot about but its been too long and i'll never fully finish them... so here they are lol

[aaronisapyromaniac]

I remember meeting someone who didn't like brakendra, I got excited because I didn't like the ship either, they're fine as friends but still- Neither of us liked the ship for multiple reasons

But then.

They said they shipped Kendra x Raxtus

AND I TRY NOT TO SHIP SHAME I REALLY DON'T- BUT THE MAIN REASON THAT THEY DIDN'T LIKE BRACKEN WAS BECAUSE HE WAS OLD

RAXTUS IS OLD TOO HES CONSIDERED AN ADULT DRAGON IN THE BOOKS ITS NOT HIS FAULT HES SHORT AND SCARED

[httpiastri]

could you write some jack (doohan) nsfw headcanons? 🥹🫶🏼

……..🤭🤭🤭

– jack really feels like a tits guy to me? like he actually cannot go to bed without hugging you from behind and having a hand up your shirt, your soft breast in his warm palm. or possibly if he gets to rest his head on your chest, using them as his pillow.

– they don't have to be big, he doesn't care much about size. even just the thought of them makes him go a little crazy.

– i see him as someone who would be really into titty sex? especially when you're both tired, just having gotten home to the hotel after a long day at the track, and he just wants some quick relief…

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– jack loves all things cute. cute dresses, cute makeup, cute hairdos, cute lingerie…

– i can just imagine him sitting on the couch when you appear in the living room, all dolled up and pretty with lacy stockings and a cute skirt and so on… and he just smiles that soft, sweet smile of his, hands instantly reaching for your hips to urge you down to straddle his lap....

– very "oh baby, you did all this for me? so pretty just for me?"

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– a very handsy guy... jack is proud of his big hands and he knows how to use them.

– hands all over your sides, holding your breasts (he loves the sight of your breasts looking small in his hands just bcs they're so big), cupping your cheeks...

– oh and he loves loves loves how good he can make you feel just with his hands... it's actually sometimes better than actual sex because it makes him feel so proud... like he could watch you get off on his fingers all day every day.

[edwinisms]

tragic that if he were to go to the beach or something edwin would probably wear a whole modest chest to knee length vintage swimsuit because damn that boy is made for 5” inseam fruity little swim shorts

[wooeo]

AHHH I LOVE ENHA GIRLIE AND BEOMGYU!!! Is there any more info we can get form you????

"sunbae?"

"h-hi - hello!" inside his head beomgyu was setting fire to himself.why did he have to stutter?! "i, uhh, i got you this," he held out the cold peach iced tea he got from the vending machine.

your face lit up and in no time were you in front of him. thanking him as he put it in your hand. you looked at the bottle cap for a moment, "would you mind opening it for me? it hurts my hands," smiling shyly.

beomgyu opened it in record speed and handed it back to you, nearly falling to his knees when you received it with a grateful smile, "thank you,"

"yeah yeah, no-no problem," he awkwardly put his hands in his back pockets, "heard you were working hard; thought you could use a drink,"

your hands clenched around the cool bottle, "thank you, sunbae,"

[takitori67]

(Chants) Cats... Cats... More cats... More more Cats...

[floydsteeth]

new oc!!!! Meet Odilia Elodie Lucinenne Abreo

Info on her down here (still a w.i.p will be updated as i go(im lazy ok and over excited to show her off even if shes underdeveloped))

Pairing: Leon (might change)

Age: 30

Backstory(kinda): Odilia is the youngest of 4, daughter of to earl Guillaume Abreo, having grown up in a loving household she was lucky enough to have an identical education as her brothers quickly excelling in math, science and gaining a huge fascination for astronomy, a field which was rather under developed in rhodolite. While yes her education was identical to her brothers, being a lady meant along with her tutor she had a governess teaching her of the more lady like things, the extra hours of learning were exhausting but she gained a love for the arts, and learned how to paint as well. At a young age she had managed to succour a position in an academy in the capital, her family residing closer to the border with bentonite, moving to the capital expecting only to stay for a few years, before moving back home to be married so she throw herself into her studies, she viewed these as her only years of freedome not being pressured to marry or debut in society, at the academy she started learning more literature and philosophy but her passions still lied in math and astronomy, she was surprised when she was given the opportunity to continue her studies in astronomy in rhodolites palace, she quickly accepted this opportunity thinking it would never happen again and seeing this as a way out of any possible arranged marriages. Living in the palace meant access to the library a place where she'd like to spend most of her time, but having only ever heard rumors of prince Chevalier she wasnt particularly enthusiastic to bump into him, but living in the palace makes it impossible to fully avoid the princes's. Even though she came to the palace for an education and an opportunity to start her research she quite enjoys the balls and social evwnts happening st the palace, realising that being a lady of science doesnt mean giving up being a lady of status as well, she will put her status of being a lady above her status of being a scholar, that doesnt mean she takes being a scholar any less seriously infact she takes it much more seriously for that reason, she needs to work less to be seen as a lady as she does a scholar.

Her relationship with leon: i honestly have no idea how they'd get together or why, i need to finish Leon's route :P

personality: shes a very headstrong, determind and confident woman, shes focused and goal oriented, curious and quite hardworking. she's social but not overly talkative, polite, perceptive and opinionated.

-More will be added soon-

@olivermorningstar @solacedeer @m-mmiy @keithsandwich @lorei-writes

Because i feel like you guys would wanna be tagged

[cutiecorner]

☆ Regressor! Julian Bashir headcanons

I love him...... so dearly. He gets baby beamed.

Wide age range. Anywhere from 1-10

The entire crew are his caregivers. They adore him so much he is so baby brother coded

In the show he has a teddy bear that was his "first patient" - Kukalaka. When he's small he still likes to tend to it, washing it and sewing up tears and the like.

When I say he's baby brother coded I mean it. He's constantly following his crew mates around and asking them questions. "Whats that?" "Why are you doing that?" "What does this do?"

He loves to help. He wants to be included in ship activities!! So the crew let's him help in an 'unplugged controller' kind of way, superficial things that have no bearing on the actual task but make him feel helpful. He's none the wiser.

He's a bit clingy. He'll usually pick one person and be stuck to them for the day.

He's a cuddle bug. He looooves to be held and to hold other people. His favorite greeting is a hug. Sisko and Dax love it. Kira, Miles, and Odo took a while but warmed up to it.

He's not allowed to have a crew issue comm badge while small, he will misuse it. "Julian to Mi- um, O'brien" - "Go ahead" - "... hiiiiii :)"

He loves sweets, specifically ones his mom would make him as a child. His favorite is Ghurayba, a type of short bread cookie. He teaches Sisko how to make them from scratch.

[turtleplushi]

Peck!

Based off of this sticker from the game :)