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[dotster001]

Meeting Their Future Kids With You

Summary: Vil/Idia/Crewel/Crowley/Malleus/Rook x gn! Reader. A child suddenly appears. And it seems to have a connection to you? Requested by @stygianoir

A/N: It's in my pinned post, and I've mentioned this in a couple posts, but if this is the first of my stuff you've read, I view NRC as an actual college, so reader here is 18+. If it makes you more comfy, imagine it as grad school age.

CW: spreading my asexual Malleus agenda, especially now that I've been spoiled for the fact that the dragon lays an egg and all it needs is love to hatch. ASEXUAL MALLEUS CAN NOW BE CANON Y'ALL!!!! Anyways...his kid is the only one with physical descriptors, so do with that what you will 😅

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Something was wrong. There was a presence at Ramshackle that shouldn't be there. Could it be? Could someone be trying to steal you from him? No! He had only just started courting you! It wasn't fair. 

He poofed into your sitting room and froze. 

You were snuggling what looked like…a small version of him?

You looked up and your jaw dropped.

"Wait, I thought this was you!" You looked back down at the kid who giggled and made grabby hands at Malleus.

"Daddy!"

Ah! Yes, he understood now. Draconia genes were strong. This child clearly was barely old enough to even hold a human form, it was not out of the realm of possibility that it had accidentally used a time travel spell. Perhaps that was even the child's unique magic.

He walked over to the child in your arms, scooped it up, and gave it a soft kiss between the two tiny horns emerging from their head.

"It's wonderful to see you, but it's time to go home, little one."

The child nodded sagely and vanished in a puff of green smoke. You looked at him in complete confusion, but he simply laughed, repeating his kiss, but this time to your forehead.

He knew you were his soulmate.

He knew with a single glance. The familiarity the twin girls before him held in their gazes, the way they carried themselves, the hats on their heads. Everything screamed his influence.

And though that didn't make any sense, Rook knew his eye and his instincts were never wrong.

But there was something about the girls that was distinctly…..

"Rook! Hi- aw shit, please tell me you didn't kidnap some kids!"

So distinctly you.

The two girls shared what, to anyone but Rook, would seem like an unsettling smile as you approached the silent scene.

"Non non, they are just passing through, oui, petites fleur's?"

"Oui," they said simultaneously, grinning at you, their eyes taking in your every facial twitch.

"Uh, okay? Relatives of yours?"

"One could say that."

All three of them laughed, leaving you confused and a little frightened.

It was a normal day like any other. Searching for Epel who had once again fled his lessons.

And he had found him in the worst possible place. A mud pile with an already very muddy teenage girl.

Epel splashed the girl with a childish giggle, and she laughed hysterically.

"Papa was right, you were crazy!" She giggled making a mud ball and throwing it at him.

He dodged and it hit Vil.

"Ah shit," she whispered under her breath. But after a second of reflection, she grinned. "Wait, why am I scared? You're not the boss of me."

Vil glared, and she suddenly looked apologetic again.

Both Epel and the girl stared at the ground, completely avoiding eye contact.

"What school are you from?" Vil snapped at the girl.

She snickered but said nothing.

"Who do I report you to?"

She laughed louder. "Nah, I don't have to tell you shit."

"Language," he snapped, and tears filled her eyes.

"It was all uncle Epel's fault. I told him I didn't want to play in the mud, but he made me do it!"

"You absolute rat!" Epel shouted, picking up some mud and preparing to throw it.

Vil cast a quick spell, freezing both of you in place. He stormed over and snatched each of your wrists, preparing to storm off with the two trouble makers in tow, when he saw the shimmering gold bracelet on your wrist. Engraved on it was L/N-Schoenheit.

He stared for a moment, then groaned.

"Epel, remind me to never let you around my future child."

"He's my godfather," the girl grinned impishly, and Vil felt a part of himself die.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for my dad. You look like you could be related to him."

Idia knew he shouldn't have left his room today. All he wanted was a snack, and to maybe see you if you happened to not be in a class right now, and now this extroverted teenager was asking about his dad.

What the absolute fuck?

He quickly pulled out his ipad, typing something about how anyone related to him wasn't worth finding, when the twerp yanked the iPad out of his hands.

"Nevermind, I figured it out," the kid snorted. "Hi dad!"

Idia started stuttering. Not only was this twerp an extroverted teen who stole his iPad, he was also insane.

"Nah, nah, not today, not today…" Idia started muttering under his breath.

The kid rolled his eyes.  

"Forgot about this part. Guess they really did change you for the better," he started typing something on his watch, and a hologram popped up, showing the kid, you, and Idia…? Your and Idia's faces were a bit more lined than they were right now but….it was definitely you.

He stared at the hologram, his hair turning a bright red. 

"Oh! Hey Idia!" Your voice called from behind him.

He turned and waved to you shyly, then turned back to the teen. But he was gone.

And the damn boy stole his iPad.

If his hair wasn't already dyed, those two freshmen would have given him gray hair by now.

Once again, they'd made a potion explode in his classroom. And once again, the fallout would be a pain to clean up.

Where you had once sat was a small child. A small child who was looking at him expectantly.

"Well?" She asked.

At first he had assumed this small child was your child form. But no. She looked nothing like you. Though, she did have a similar glint in her eye.

"Who are you?" He asked softly, not wishing to scare the child with the rage that was building up inside him. He'd told you again and again that your friends were trouble, and now look where it got you.

Wait. Where exactly were you?

Before the girl could speak, a red smoke filled the room, and a him with a few more wrinkles appeared, dragging you by the wrist. Your face was covered in a vicious pout.

"I already told them," future Crewel said, eying the freshmen with a vicious glare. "No need to repeat it."

He opened his arms in front of the little girl, a warm smile taking over his features, as the girl climbed into his arms, snuggling into him. He pointed at you and the freshman one more time, said, "Behave." And vanished into red smoke.

Present day Crewel pinched the bridge of his nose, and pointed at you.

"He already said it," you snapped,punching Ace in the shoulder for good measure.

"Morning dad."

"Morning," Crowley muttered tiredly as he sipped his coffee.

Then he choked on it. There should be no one in his office right now. And there should be no one calling him dad.

He looked over and saw a kid who was somewhere between the age of 10 and 13 sorting through his stack of paperwork.

"Pardon me, but do you mind explaining what you're doing?"

The kid looked up and raised a brow in confusion.

"Um, morning paperwork?" He laughed nervously. "Wait did you forget that….uh, nevermind, I'll just go then."

The kid hastily made the papers into a pile, grabbed a backpack, and started to hustle out of the office. Only to be stopped when he bumped into you as you were storming into the office.

"Crowley! You promised you'd fix my goddamn roof!"

"Dad said I wasn't grounded anymore!"

Both of you shouted over the top of each other, and then stared in confusion.

The kid sprinted out of the office, knocking you over in the process.

Dire, meanwhile, released a delighted giggle, his face feeling warm as he grinned at you with a lovesick grin. Only to be annoyed as you brought up your roof again.

"If you excuse me, I have other things to attend to. I assure you that child will only cause trouble."

He ran out of his own office, no intention of actually finding his future son, only intending to hide from you.

Too bad you could always see through him, and were right on his tail.

[ellemj]

we crossed 3k followers yesterday in a little under 3 months since my first post and I just cannot believe that even one of you reads my shit, let alone three thousand of you

thank you all for EVERYTHING 🖤 for all of the likes, comments, reblogs, and thanks to the silent readers out there too

I don’t really have any kind of celebration in mind because I kinda haven’t paid attention to how many followers I have lately, but you guys should totally send me some asks with questions or just whatever you’d like and I’ll respond to some publicly and some privately 🖤

[esthermika]

3k followers cock reveal

I took a short nap and you fuckers did it. God damn.

As promised, here's my cock reveal.

His name is Rupert and I love him :)

[scarlett-foxxx]

omg 😳 over 3000 of you cuties are following me?!?!

must be doin sumthn right 🤭💕🫧✨

[nick-web]

𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗇 𝗐. 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒 𝗄𝗂𝖽𝗌!

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

murphy's 3k celebration - menu.

i hit 3 thousand followers (a while ago, admittedly)!! to celebrate, i thought we'd have some fun. drabbles, moodboards, playlists, asks... there's something for everyone. please read the rules and guidelines below, and then send me something!! love you angels. you're the best. <3

rules -

⭑ pick a drink from the menu below.

⭑ for blurbs and drabbles - pick a character and send me a prompt, thought, line of dialogue or scenario.

for example - "can i please get a whiskey with jake seresin and hair pulling?" or "i'd like to order a whiskey for jax teller with only one bed."

i made some prompts a long time ago, for my 500 Followers Celebration. you can find them here, but I'd love if you sent me one of your own!!

⭑ for moodboards - pick a character and aesthetic.

for example - "can i get a tequila for joel miller with a cowboy aesthetic? thanks!"

⭑ send in your admissions now!! i tried to come up with a time frame, but i can't, so i'm just going to play it by ear. i'll look through my inbox, and start writing!! please don't be offended if i don't write or do your submission - i have to do whatever gives me inspiration <3

inbox here.

whiskey - drabble / blurb

rum - headcanons

tequila - moodboard

brandy - tell me a character and i'll make a mini playlist for them

wine - ask me a would you rather

cocktails - ask me a fuck, marry, kill

vodka - i'll tell you a line from an upcoming fic

3k masterlist here.

this so funny i'm realising i've made a drinks menu and i don't even drink

[doumadono]

Doumadono's 3k followers event

HOLY HELL!!! I reached 3k followers last week, and I'm just beyond overwhelmed!!! I can't believe THREE THOUSAND of you actually read my works. It's absolutely mind-blowing. I've made friends, become mutuals with the writers who inspired me to join writing community on my own, and there are three thousand people who enjoy hanging out with me here, one way or another. It feels so freaking awesome and I'm beyond grateful. I want to thank all of you for your love and support, whether you've been here from the start or just started following me yesterday! I appreciate every single one of you ♥

RULES:

I'll be accepting requests until 11:59 on Friday, 11/08

send one request per ask & don't forget to put the whole prompt of your choice in the request

choose from the following prompts listed here: 001 SFW / 002 SFW / 003 NSFW /004 NSFW

choose the type of fic: blurbs (300-700 words - SFW/NSFW), headcanons (SFW/NSFW), short fics (1k-1,5k words - SFW/NSFW)

choose the relationship: character/s + f!reader, character/s + gn!reader (I won't write for m!readers in this event)

I'll write for: MHA characters, KNY characters, JJK characters

Once more, though it may sound a tad cheesy, I sincerely want to express my heartfelt gratitude to all of you. Thank you for providing me with this delightful little escape on this website. It's truly a joy to come here after a long day and immerse myself in this wonderful community. I cherish each and every one of you, and I genuinely mean it when I say, "I love you all!"

[roosterforme]

I was thinking about DILF rooster dating someone 5 to 10 years younger and being the first guy to like really care about her comfort and pleasure during sex (because yk experience and all that) and making sure she’s comfortable and wants it. Then he gives her a mind blowing orgasm <3

This ask is so HOT. omg.....

This is for my Dagger DILFs 3k party!

Rooster never imagined he'd be dating a twenty five year old when he was almost thirty seven. But as you undressed in front of him, he supposed he really had nothing to complain about.

"Come here, baby," he coaxed with his softest voice as he rubbed his thigh through his boxer shorts. "Come sit on Daddy's lap."

You shly bit your lip but walked toward him sitting on his couch. He knew when he made you cum on his tongue last month that it had been your first time orgasming with a guy. And ever since you told him that, he'd been making it his personal mission to get you off every time you were with him.

You stood between his open thighs for a beat, and it took all of Bradley's willpower not to reach for your fucking perfect body.

"Will you make me cum again, Daddy?" you asked softly.

He reached up and crossed his heart with his index finger. "Promise." Then he patted his thigh again, and soon your bare pussy was rubbing against him as he kissed your neck. "We'll go nice and slow."

Bradley was ready to spend all night getting you off if that's what it took. But after a few minutes of his mouth on your body and his fingers on your clit, you were grinding against his thigh and moaning Daddy in his ear.

Truly, Bradley felt like the king of the world every time he did that to you. And when you got down on your knees in front of him to reciprocate, he sat back and let you suck his dick with your pretty lips and eager tongue.

[dotster001]

Can I request overblot crew + malmal (idk if he's gonna be the one who does it so) w a mc who has the uncontrollable impulse to just. Touch things they deem pretty/cute/whatever? Like malmals horns, leonas ears and tail, idias hair, jamils little coin things in his hair, vils crown, etc?

Or funnier, things they're supposed to not touch bc common sense? Like the boiling hot liquid in the alchemy cauldron, the fireplace, broken glass, basically anything someone would have to rip their hands away from lol

A/N: I did a mix of things. As someone who wants to put dungeons and dragons dice right into my mouth, I had a lot of fun with this one 😂 I want to put my hands in jamil and Azul's hair so bad 😭

CW: injury in Azul and Idia's parts, self inflicted, cause obviously 😂

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No one was allowed to touch the roses. Well, no one but you. You like to run your fingers on the petals, tracing any visible veins, touching paint spots, and booping him on the nose if the rose hasn't dried yet.

So sweet, so soft, so innocent. He only wished that…

"Fuck!"

No matter how many times he reminded you not to, you always poked the thorns.

"Y/N," he said sternly, "the entire point of thorns on roses is that they hurt.  They are intended to protect the rose!"

"But if not for touch, why touch shaped?" You pouted.

"Sorry?"

You sighed, and stared at the rose with a sharp glare, before turning back to him with a mischievous grin. 

"If I can't play with the roses, can I play with your scepter staff thing?"

He should have known. You'd been asking to "play with it" for weeks now. And every time he'd clutched it tighter, and taken a step back. He loved you! But he didn't trust whatever it was you wanted to do with his staff.

"Please, my rose?" You gently traced the collar of his dorm uniform, pressing your free hand to his chest and  giving him the sweetest puppy dog eyes.

He sighed, and placed his scepter in your hand, and was given immediate whiplash as you started swinging it through the air like a baseball bat.

"What are you doing?!?"

"Fighting crime!"

He felt a ticklish feeling in his half awake state. Assuming it was a fly of some sort, he flicked his ears, and attempted to drift back off. But the ticklish feeling was insistent. He opened one eye to see you scratching his ears. He groaned. He should have known. This was a common occurrence.

"Oy, Herbivore!"

Your eyes widened, and flickered to his.

"Oh! You're awake!"

"Yeah, cause there's a fly buzzing by my ear."

You looked down at your hands then pulled them away.

"Oh, sorry."

You reached out to fiddle with one of his braids, your fingers doing what he could only describe as kneading the plaits.

He gripped your wrist, and pulled you down to his level, pressing you into his chest.

"If you're gonna mess with my hair, then, quid pro quo, you should expect there to be a price."

You nuzzled into his chest and nodded, your hand snaking back into his hair as he drifted off to your gentle fingers.

This was exactly why he had the Leech twins watch you. You always complained you didn't need a babysitter, but when left to your own devices…

"As your partner, I shouldn't have to sign a contract or pay a price for a healing potion!" You cried, clutching your burnt hand.

What had you done?

You'd touched a stove seconds after the burner was turned off.

Call it stupid curiosity.

"If there's no price, how can I ensure you won't keep making these decisions!" Azul cried, finishing the final touches of the contract he was writing.

"Decision implies I thought about it. I can't stress enough that there was no thought involved."

He glared at you, before pushing the contract over to you.

"Sign it, and I'll fix your hand."

"My hand hurts too much," you whined.

"Your non-dominant hand is the one you burned. Sign it."

You looked at the fine print before grimacing.

"This says I can't touch anything if it's an impulse touch. What about you?"

"What about me?"

"That means I can't just touch your hair anymore? I can't just come up and kiss you anymore?"

Azul groaned a massaged his temples. 

"This is a punishment. You get those privileges back in two weeks. Sign the damn contract."

You intended to glare at him, but a wave of pain hit your hand and you quickly signed it in shaky script.

"There," he pulled out a potion and gently took your hand. "Hopefully you learn something."

"I probably won't," you muttered bitterly.

"I know," he lamented.

His heart couldn't handle it. Even asking you out had nearly sent him into the recesses of his hood for eternity. 

But ever since then, whenever you got the chance, your hands were in his hair. Usually playing with the gold medallions in his hair. But if he happened to have worn his hair down that day….oh sevens.

You'd somehow snuck up on him, and snuck your way into his lap, cupping his face and running your hands through his hair.

You were technically looking at his face, but he knew you weren't actually seeing him. You were seeing his hair.

"Y/N," he muttered, feeling his face burn, "I have to finish this homework."

"Mhmm," you muttered, as dazed as if he'd charmed you.

"Y/N!" He whines, unable to stop himself from leaning into your touch, just a little.

"Mhmm," you hummed, before unexpectedly pressing his face to your chest to allow yourself more space to play with his long hair.

He thought about speaking up. But you couldn't see his increasingly flustered expression with his face pressed to your chest. And you were warm and comforting. And your hands in his hair didn't feel too bad. Maybe he could indulge. Just for a moment.

Crash

Vil groaned, and left the bathroom he'd been doing his makeup in, watching you stare at a shattered bottle. Was it potion, perfume, or lotion? Even you probably didn't know. You just saw a shiny, pretty bottle, and had to touch.

"I'll pay for it!" You shouted, eyes wide with fear.

He sighed, flicked his pen at the broom he'd bought not long after dating you, and watched as it magically swept up the pink shards and goop on the floor.

He then half heartedly glared at you, lazily pointing his pen in your direction.

"Don't touch another one."

You aggressively nodded, and he returned to the bathroom to finish his look.

Ten minutes later, he heard it.

Crash

He covered his mouth to hide his quiet laughter. He truly couldn't leave you alone for ten minutes. It was endearing truly. He heard the broom fall as you, he assumed, hastily moved to sweep it up, and he couldn't hold back anymore, allowing himself to release a full, joyous laugh.

"Hold that," Idia said excitedly as he passed you the scissors he'd just been using. His new game system was here! And he'd bundled it so that it came with Star Rogue 2, which had only just come out! 

He slowly pulled it out of the box, holding his breath from excitement, and,

"Fuck!" 

He turned to look at you, and your thumb was in your mouth.

"What's wrong?" 

You pulled your thumb out, showing a cut on the finger pad. 

"Ortho!" Idia called in a panic, holding your hand and staring at the cut. In his panic, he stuck your thumb in his own mouth.

"Ew, Idia," you said, face full of disgust at your boyfriend's spit on your hand.

Ortho came over before he could respond, and pulled your hand from Idia's mouth. He immediately got to work on the cut, seeming to have been aware of the problem immediately.

"How did you do this?" Idia asked, rocking back and forth to get rid of his nervous energy.

You looked up at Ortho, then back at Idia, then back to Ortho.

"I'm embarrassed to say it when Ortho is here. He'll just give me a speech."

"I only give speeches when you need them!" Ortho said defensively.

"Which is everytime," you muttered bitterly.

"Y/N, please, I'm scared. Tell me what happened!" Idia cried, beginning to pace as Ortho wrapped a bandage around your thumb.

You stared at the floor. "Well, you handed me the scissors, and I was curious how sharp they are, so…"

Idia groaned, and Ortho immediately began his speech about scissors.

Malleus knew he was tall, especially compared to humans. So he'd never thought much about how insistently stared up at him, eyes full of expectation.

It wasn't until he watched your cat creature's eyes do the same thing as he tied a shoelace, one day, that he realized that you wanted something. And it wasn't hard to figure out what it was.

"Are you looking at my horns? If you're so curious, you can touch them freely. But only if you are ready to see what will happen afterwards."

Little did he know that he had stumbled upon a rare breed of human, one that was unafraid of him, but to an unrealistic extent.

It was visible today, while you were on a walk together, and then you stopped walking. He paused to look back at you, but it was too late. You were climbing his body like a koala, all to reach his horns.

"If you simply asked me, I would let you touch them."

"So shiny! Must touch!"

He laughed lightly as you reached his horns, and heard you attempt to knock against them. They didn't have feeling, but he could guess from previous times this had happened that you were poking the points with a finger and running your hands up and down them.

He felt a pull on his head as your lower half lost its grip, and you helplessly dangled while holding his horns.

"Oh, my silly child of man," he laughed. "What am I going to do with you?" He flicked his pen and helped you float down, then turned to you. You were sitting in the grass and pouting.

"I wasn't done," you muttered.

He knelt in the grass with you, then lay his head on your lap, laughing again as you excitedly traced his horns, allowing himself to relax under your care.

[rowanswriting]

oh my god guys thank you wtf

[amiz06-certified-b1mb0]

Soon, I’ll be celebrating a 3K follower milestone! To celebrate, let’s draw together! ╰(*´∇`*)╯♡

I’ll be making few days worth of AGGIE.IO sessions! Join if you’d like! See you soon in Aggie! Keep an eye out for the links I’ll be posting on Tumblr.

[bokutosbiceps]

Congrats on 3k followers 🥳🥳 I don't have guts to do this without going anonymously but anyways, I've been having Fyodor brainrot..so fyodor with the word "soulmates". What would you think his opinion would be in this word?

a/n: oooh, i love fyodor i've abandoned him recently. okay esketit 😆

fyodor believes that the universe works in mysterious ways. but he also believes that he works faster. he has complete and utter control over every aspect of his life and others, so a "soulmate" is not really something he sees in the cards for himself. he won't allow it and he doesn't have time for it.

fyodor's s/o will be carefully hand picked by him. someone who understands him or worships him. preferably both. someone who is useful to him, either tactful like him or without any brain cells so they are ripe for his manipulation.

does fyodor have the capacity to love this person? maybe. he's more likely to love someone who completely adores and devotes their life to him. someone who looks at fyodor with stars in their eyes and nods eagerly at whatever he says, hanging on his every word.

whether it's true love or not is completely up to you.

[floralcyanide]

this is my most recent photo lol

but hiiii ‘tis I, floralcyanide ✨ thank y’all for 3k!!!

I did a face reveal in 2019 but that was forever ago and I look very different and you can’t really find the post anymore so 🫣

[tightjeansjavi]

You guys..you guys—YOU GUYS?!1?2?2?/!2!2!2

There’s no way. There’s no way!!! OH MY GOD?!?!

I’m speechless. Actually speechless 😭😭😭 I don’t even know what to say!! My brain is absolutely turned to mush, but I am so FREAKING EXCITED RIGHT NOW!!

3,000 of you follow me. ME. And every day I just feel so much love and support in this community. reaching a follower milestone like this is so surreal to me. I started writing Joel Miller fan-fiction back in February shortly after the show ended and I have watched myself grow and progress as a writer, and a person. I have made so many friends on here that I have shared laughter, joy, and tears with.

I am so so grateful for each and every one of you. I have to give a shoutout to my 2 OG’s from the very start. @chaotic-mystery & @amanitacowboy remember when BIAHD first started? Y’all were two of the first people to start interacting with me and I’ll never forget that 🥺

To my new followers and moots, welcome to the shit show! I’m so glad you are here <3 to my OG’s thank you for putting up with me and sticking around 🩷

I had planned a proper celebration for this moment, but I lost track of time (as one does) I will definitely come up with something when I get the chance!

You’re all incredible and I love you so fucking much.

P.S. I will have my fic rec list up tomorrow! slow hands took a lot out of me, but I will be working on my list tomorrow 🥹

-Gi

[justmeinadaze]

20 more followers and I'll be at 3K!

I seriously never expected to have that many people even read my stuff let alone like it enough to want to follow what I do.

I love you guys <3