#EATING IT UP NUM NUM

[miasmaghoul]

Swiss/Aeon thoughts you say? Please, do go on *Scoots my seat closer*

I'm high so this is basically just headcanons lmao SORRY

I just know they have so much fun together. They laugh a lot during sex, both of em always down for what the other wants. Lots of kink involved in that pairing, LOTS. Super switchy on both of their parts, so much dirty talk it isn't even funny. They're playful. If Swiss tells Aeon to call him daddy, Aeon will laugh in his face even as he chubs up. They're almost always high when they fuck. Both suuuuuuuper touchy, both want to overwhelm each other. They make out a lot, Aeon straddling Swiss and shoving his tongue down his throat, and they both touch each other's faces the whole time. They'll edge each other for hours, and then Aeon will beg Swiss to overstim him to tears and beyond. Or they'll ruin each other's orgasms and revel in the frustration of it all. Both real into predator/prey scenes, in both directions. Swiss likes to be hunted while Aeon likes his head fucked with. Sometimes they'll double team Dew and it'll turn into the worst sort of objectification for the little guy. Definitely get real weird together, in every way there is to interpret that. Aeon likes to be hurt - likes to have his ruddy, sad, shriveled cock toyed with until he's in tearful agony. Likes being tickled until he's sobbing and aching and unable to stay hard. Likes having his flexible limbs contorted and tied to get him exposed to Swiss's cruel hands. Swiss is less into being in extended pain though. He still gets something out if it, to be sure, but he prefers being kept in the build up. He'll let Aeon edge him for d a y s. Will let him work him up for hours, get him so close before pulling away and waiting until Swiss was soft again before giving him more. Then Swiss will be locked up in a pretty pink cage for the night, only to do it all again the next day. And the next. And the next. By the time Aeon decides to get him off, Swiss is on such a hair trigger that Aeon has to use his magic to keep him from blowing at the first little baby kiss to his dick. When he is finally allowed to cum, Aeon bleeds into his brain to make his orgasm unnaturally long. He won't be able to cum for at least three days afterwards, but it's worth it for the sight of Aeon's angular face coated in his mess. Swiss will lick up every drop and feed it to him, thanking him profusely for his kindness. Swiss loves erotic massage, loves the attention paid to his body. Loves the sounds Aeon makes when he works himself into Swiss's ass, massaging him inside too. Likes it long and slow and luxurious. But they both also love a quick, dirty, semi-public quickly. Rubbing their cocks together in an alcove in the chapel, ducking into a supply closet to suck each other off and giggling about it. Sometimes Swiss will cum in Aeon's boxers and tug them back on so Aeon can feel him all day. Aeon will text him later on saying that he keeps getting hard in public. They can be extreme together for sure - lots of heavy, possessive breeding king talk, choking to the point of it not being safe, quintessence sensory play, some super dubious situations. Not often, but it can happen. They can be gross too. Aeon will listen at the hotel wall when he's roomed next to Swiss, jerking himself raw while he listens to Swiss get railed by Mountain. Swiss will cum on his pillow on the bus so Aeon smells him when he crawls in for the night. Just a little nasty.

Like I said, they just have fun.

[solplease]

nulla and unum doodles <3

maybe septem another time,,,

close ups under the cut <3

[nonbinarylesbianherb]

rhaenicent that ship that got you giggling and kicking your feet whilst also crying and throwing up

[grimmzmoth]

i was dead ass asleep yesterday BUT GUESS WHO BUILT ME A WHOLE ASS HOUSE

@wifeballsboy clawing scratching at your window ty ty I AM SO BAD AT USING WORDS TO DESCRIBE HOW HAPPY I AM

also not be being distracted by a chicken i named moss

ALSO NOT ME FORGETTING TO SEND THE SCREENSHOT I TOOK TO MY IPAD AND NEEDING TO USE THEIRS who said that!!! …..

haus

[ganymedesclock]

So that #Syrin the Dread Blade tag, thats a new one. Seems like a interesting character, a sentient sword, how did Tyler happen upon them? What does the sword look like, and does it have any special magical abilities? How do they like the other members of the party? Do they actually speak or do they have a telepathic voice?

Technically it's just a tagging misconception; I haven't tagged Syrin reliably before because his nature as a sword does mean he's kind of attached to Taylor. But he is his own dude!

A short primer: magic items in this setting tend towards a level of awareness. Magic is essentially what souls are made of, ergo, if you stuff enough magic in anything, it starts to have a soul, and behaves accordingly. Entities as fully developed and chatty as Syrin are rare; far more common is that magic items tend to feel just a little bit haunted, inclined towards some things and away from others. It's a bit creepy if you're not used to it; enchantments are commonplace and widely accessible, so that 'not being used to it' is more a statement on if the individual is used to handling a particular thing.

Syrin himself is the ostensible opus of the previous Lord of Darkness, a Dark Sword that was meant to contest and cancel out the legendary sword of light wielded by the hero. Ostensibly, because for unknown reasons Syrin was left in storage the eve of the fateful battle. Being groomed exclusively for this purpose by someone he regarded as a father and then abandoned for ten years definitely wasn't traumatic or terrifying for someone with the cognitive level of a child, we promise. Especially since Syrin needs to eat.

Syrin's construction, and what leads Taylor to point out he's a bit like a 'needle', is a crystal-bladed thrusting sword with a hollow core. Despite its delicate looks, the blade is actually both quite sharp and highly durable; the thin tube at the center being essentially his mouth, by which he is supposed to drink blood. His victims', if he can get it, or, failing that, magically drawn from his host. As a result his blade itself ranges from grayish translucence to dark red if he's gorged to fullness.

From there, he has the power to generate and shape a kind of magical flesh, allowing him to weave more elaborate forms around his core body, the sword.

As you can guess, this gives Syrin a somewhat unpleasant and brutish first impression on people, as he has no verbal filters, was raised by a would-be conqueror of the world, and is dependent on blood and thus interested in more fights than not. I've described him before as like a preteen on xbox live who talks up a nasty game mostly out of loneliness and a need to be liked, where you can tell the kid themselves is not as bad as the people who taught them all those words and that they were "funny".

Deep down (and not all that deep, like I said, no filters), Syrin is a vulnerable child who was groomed to do violence and got no experience with it until strangers came to loot the dangerous ruins he was held in, at which point he did what you'd expect a strong but sheltered child to do faced with a home intruder, and killed/devoured that individual in a panic. His first kill being no glorious conflict or victory approved by his father, but essentially a desperate scramble in the dark with himself on the edge of fatal starvation messed him up even more than ten years of silence.

Enter Taylor and party, who happen to pass through those same environments. Syrin makes an attempt to body-snatch Taylor that fails due to the latter's particular properties, and Taylor, being both a good-hearted person and a stubborn busybody, feels obligated to bring this chatterbox with them and attempt to bully him into developing some sense of tact while Syrin attempts to Corrupt His New Wielder To Violence.

This doesn't work because Syrin has no real ideas how to go about corrupting someone besides loudly telling them to stab things more, while Taylor is an apprentice surgeon and mortician who is a lot more desensitized to bodies and their workings such that if they have a weapon, they'll at least consider it as a solution to most problems. So the punchline is that Syrin is more often thrown/flabbergasted by Taylor than vice versa, while the latter just sees him as a sort of annoying kid who's easily talked into almost anything as long as you compliment him first.

[flammenxci]

Disclaimer: I have only played a bit of GoW 2018, seen gameplay footage by watching a lot of lore videos about GoW 2018 & Ragnarok and perused the wiki extensively. I'm also vaguely familiar with the actual Norse mythos, so if I've gotten some details wrong, please correct me.

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Anybody else notice that there are absolutely no small, domestic cats in GoW and GoW Ragnarok? But there are ravens in 7 of the 9 realms?

Sure there are feline and feline-like beasts in both games but there are no cats. None.

In Norse mythology, cats are associated with Freya. Her chariot is pulled by two big ones. Not only were they in a lot of Norse households but kittens were given as a customary gift to a newlywed bride on her wedding day. And both games take place long after Odin and Freya's divorce.

My TL;DR assumption,

Odin, you petty af rat bastard.

More below cut.

Now I know that there are clear game development reasons as to why they weren't included. Random cats are harder to render than birds. So is have NPCs and the player characters interacting with them.

But you can't tell me that Odin wouldn't make sure he'd wiped away every remnant of Freya being mentioned, all symbology relating to her and places where she was worshipped throughout all the realms from existence. Look at the way he cursed her and locked down their wedding temple. Given how much of a manipulator and narcissist Odin is, he didn't just go scorched earth after she escaped him, he tried to redefine what it meant in doing so. He nearly wiped out the Giants, eradicating the cats would've been like an afterthought to him.

And yeah, I know Mimir, practically nobody in all 9 realms, not even Faye with Kratos, mentions anything about the cats being missing. It's most likely a looked over detail but hey, if Freya can lock away memories in someone's mind like she did to Mimir about Baldur's weakness to mistletoe in the 2018 game, I have no doubt that Odin can do the same thing on a much larger scale given his power and influence.

[caramelteaa]

Oh my so many people! I honestly thought this one flopped!

Fun fact: Y/N tuned off the flash light so it wouldn't shine directly in Moon's face! You can interpret it as either out of politeness, or in fear of triggering the the transformation :)

Based on the hc one of my moots came up with, Moon can use Sun's facial features and voice

I don't know if that moot would want to be tagged or mentioned so claim it if you want you know who you are >:) <333

[anakinstwinklebunny]

Innocence was an act of every began act. SAM MONROE just plopped down to lay back on the freshly cut grass. With a relaxed sigh, he put his hands behind his head, half-dozing in the sharp sunlight. Birds chirped. Peaceful. Quiet. Perfect—

Until he heard the unmistakable sound of toddler approaching. “Thammyyy!!”

He lazily opened one eye, squinting at the bright sahine of the sun above. Through heavy blinks, he managed to catch a glimpse of Vinnie who stood over him with a proud little smile that his Sammy finally gave him attention, and a suspicious green fistful of something.

“No,” Sam said immediately. “Whatever you’re holding—no.”

Vinnie just giggled; and even if it was rather cute, Sam found it as the evil baby giggle. Before any actions could be taken further, the little boy shoved the grass directly towards Sam’s mouth.

“Num-num!” he demanded.

Sam leaned back, dodging expertly. “That’s not num-num. That’s a handful of chlorophyll and sadness.” yet Vinnie was determined, a genetic trail he definitely must have gotten from you. He ducked to be closer, and tried again, shoving it towards Sam’s lips with a tiny grunt of effort like eat your salad, father. When that didn’t work, he dropped the entire wad of grass on Sam’s chest like it was another divine offering of his that definitely should be framed and toddled off, bare feet smacking against the ground as he went to find more cuisine.

Sam sat up, brushing grass off his shirt. “This kid, man. Out here running a five-star lawn service.”

Then came the scream. A high-pitched, soul-like-shattering, distraught baby scream. Sam nearly tripped over his own feet getting up. “Vinnie?!”

There he was—barely ten feet away, standing with his hands held out in pure horror, face scrunched in the ugliest crying shape possible. And in those tiny, trembling palms?

A worm. Long, wriggly, still somehow alive worm.

“EWWWWW,” Vinnie sobbed. “IT’S MOVIN’, IT’S WIGGLY—SAMMY—IT’S DOIN’ THE—DA DANCE!!!”

Sam sprinted over, scooping him up before he could fling the worm onto his own face or something. “Okay okay okay—holy shit—relax! It’s just a worm!”

“NOOO IT ALIVE!!!”

“Yes, that’s kind of the problem,” Sam muttered, carefully prying the thing out of Vinnie’s fist and flinging it back into the grass. “There. Crisis over.” he flinched, immediatelly brushing his hand against his jeans in pure discomfort, disgust. Whatever word could comprehend the true touching that...thing

Vinnie, still mid-sob, immediately stuffed his face into Sam’s leg and hiccupped, red-faced betrayed by nature itself. Sam rubbed his back, trying not to laugh. “See? That’s why you stick to grass, dude. You’re not ready for the protein courses.”

Vinnie snuffled. “No mowe wiggly foods.”

“Good call.” they sat back down, Sam holding his mildly traumatized toddler under his arm, while Vinnie slowly calmed, wiping his face on Sam’s sleeve. Just moments had passed when the little guy started to be entertained by the grass again, groping on the green strands back and forth. Then, he had the audacity to pick up another handful of grass and hold it to Sam’s face again.

“Num-num?”

Sam groaned. “Ugh, you’re relentless.”

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[agendabymooner]

SOMETHING BROODY !!! MICK S. X FEM!READER (18+)

summary: dilf!mick really wants more…

content warning: smut under the cut (minors dni!), pwp, use of explicit language, unprotected sex (use protection yall) body worship, breeding kink, mentions of lactation, broody!mick

note: cursing tle anon but it’s okay she gets to have the best of both worlds with the wholesome content then the filth after. enjoy xx (this is also my tenth smut— what’re y’all doing to me…?)

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broody.

that was the first thing that came to mind when she saw her husband pouting in the corner of the room while their little daughter gave her slobbery kisses all over her face. he was fucking pouting instead of grinning widely at the sight of his girls— and she knew exactly why he was reacting like this. 

mick schumacher was brooding, and all she could do was giggle at the sight of his cute pouting. their daughter looked so much like him— so much like him. 

and while she was amused at the sight of him, he wasn’t feeling the same way. in fact, all he felt was nothing but pent up frustration as she continued to act all innocent— pretending like she didn’t see how much he needed her.

“da,” their little girl, minna schumacher, was indeed a delightful girl. with her pretty eyes and chubby face, she acted as a welcome distraction for mick’s needs — putting her hands over mick’s face before her open mouthed kisses attacked them. 

“minna,” mick’s wife said with a giggle, smirking at the german driver’s direction as she continued, “dada’s upset no? give dada a kiss? maybe that’ll help him.” 

mick scowled at the direction of his wife, watching her fall from laughing hysterically before his eyes looked down at the baby.

“da da da,” minna babbled, letting out a high pitched squeal when mick chomped on her little fingers. 

“num, nyam nyam— so cute i could just eat you up!” mick exclaimed, grinning as minna giggled. “you deserve everything, minnie baby.” 

mick looked up to see his wife shifting on her seat, the tank top she'd just put on was tight around her chest as she adjusted the straps. his eyes continued to watch as she adjusted her top, not even noticing the smirk on her face before she slightly tugged down her shirt — her breasts were plump and taunting him. 

“da!” minna exclaimed, getting frustrated at the lack of attention from her father before mick looked back at his daughter with a cheeky grin. 

“‘m sorry, liebe,” mick murmured, pressing loud kisses all over the infant’s face as he continued, “dada will give you everything youuuu want~”

“in fact,” mick glanced at his wife, “if you ask dada for a sibling? i’ll give you as much as you wan’, little baby.” 

“you don’t even have to ask for one,” he grinned cheekily, now staring at his wife as his eyes darkened. “i’ll make sure you’re happy with all the siblings you’ll get before you can even walk.” 

his wife shifted in her seat once more. 

yeah. he really was brooding. 

a whimper escaped her mouth pathetically, her legs hooked over his shoulders as he grunted quietly. 

he covered her mouth and shushed her, “shh, you don’t want her to wake up, schatz.” 

her eyes were covered in tears, her pussy too overwhelmed with his girth as he pressed his hand at her stomach. his eyes gleamed in excitement, “ya feel that?” 

she nodded frantically, her senses turning up to a notch as his cock slid in and out of her like it was a puzzle being teased to be completed. “that’s me, schatzi.” 

“you look so fucking hot, love,” he crooned quietly, his body weighing the two of them down as he continued to fold his wife in half. 

he looked down at her writhing body, admiring the youthful glow that mixed with motherhood as he grinned. her postnatal body — despite having a baby who’s close to turning one — showed nothing but the marks of love and devotion for their child. one that they made and continued to raise with pride. 

he just couldn’t believe that this body grew the little one that they have now. his wife was a goddess and he couldn’t find himself denying that. 

his thrusts turned frantic as he chased his high and hers, hips slamming against hers as she whimpered quietly, her fingernails making marks on his back as he let out a strangled moan, “god, you’re so fucking beautiful. so good f’me— such a pretty woman with the prettiest body.” 

“growing my child in this body— fuuuuck~” he groaned, “gonna give you more to raise, schatz. y’want that?” 

“mm- hm,” she nodded as she cried quietly, her sensitivity increasing as her walls tightly clenched his cock. 

“gonna fuck you ‘til you have more of my kids,” he whispered in her ear, his fingers rolling her nipple as liquid escaped her breast. “gonna fuck you full— make sure that these tits are full of milk again— y’want that?” 

“you’re gonna give our girl more siblings,” he whispered heatedly, his cock stilling to fill her cunt to the brim as he groaned. 

she let out a high pitched moan before her body eased from the orgasm, feeling herself stuffed by his cum as her body finally calmed itself. 

full was what she felt. content was what they both felt as they cuddled closer, legs tangling together as they breathed quietly. 

then she spoke with a grin, “you really were brooding.”

mick chuckled and shoved her playfully, “shut up.”

[everettswritings]

Hi! I was wondering if you could do little!shadow milk cookie x cg!reader? Like imagine shadow milk cookie is regressed and being fussy and pouty, so reader decides to cheer him up my ticking him. Also you can choose what made him so fussy!

I absolutely can, that’s adorable! I’ve never really thought of little!Shadow Milk before, but that’s probably because all of the agere requests I’ve gotten of him are CG! requests. Is it just me, or do Little!Readers always get more fics? I’m not complaining, it’s just a pattern thing. (Kink/NSFW accounts DNI!)

“No, baby! You can keep playing later, right now it’s nap time.” You scolded lightly, trying to remove the toy from your little one’s grasp. He huffed and held it closer, pouting and puffing up his cheeks.

“No!” He shouted, kicking his feet at you when you tried to grab his toy again. You sighed, he was always so hard to deal with whenever he decided to throw a tantrum. You kneeled down to his level, “You’re getting tired and cranky, sweetheart. Come on, you’ll feel better after a nap. I’ll let you take Mr. Bunny with you.” You offered gently, trying to cool down the situation. He gave it some thought, then shook his head stubbornly “No, I don’t wanna take a nap!”. Honestly it wasn’t anything new for him to hate nap time, but today seemed like more of a struggle than usual. You couldn’t help but wonder if recent events had something to do with it. “Are you still pouting over that meanie that took your Soul Jam?” You asked, brushing some of his messy hair out of his face, and the big grumpy frown he gave you told you all you needed to know.

He wasn’t going to be letting it go anytime soon, was he? Frankly speaking, most people wouldn’t. You sighed, trying to think of some way to kill two birds with one stone: get his mind off said meanie, and tucker him out so he goes down for a nap. You then smiled to yourself, having the brilliant idea to fight fire with fire. You fully sat down beside him, crossing your legs out in front of you and propping yourself up casually.

“Alright, baby, you win. We can play a little more.” You said, already putting your plan into full motion. His face lit up “Okay!”, immediately accepting the offer he jumped into your lap, laughing as you let out a little “Oof!”. He really thought he won, didn’t he? Unlike what transpired a while ago. But now was not the time to dwell on that, the witches know bringing it up again would send you straight back to square one. No, no. Now was the time to take action and send his butt straight to bed! You chuckled and wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer. “Comfy, sweetheart?” You asked, he nodded, “Good… because the tickle monster’s coming to get ya!” Without leaving any room to argue, you immediately started tickling his little tummy.

He immediately squealed and started giggling, kicking his legs again, “Nooo! Hehehehe! Hehehe! No tickle monster!” He protested. You knew he didn’t mean it, though. He always loved when the “tickle monster” came to get him. You leaned your head over and blew a raspberry on his neck, making him squeal with delight once more, “Hehehehehe! Hehehehe! Hehehe!” He couldn’t even say anything without thousands of giggles pouring out. You kissed his cheek, then started nomming on it like you were eating it, “Num num num! Ooh, I could just eat you up!”.

With each passing moment, the little one’s laughter was growing louder and louder. You didn’t stop, though. You kept tickling him, even as he wriggled and squirmed like a little jellyworm. Both of you knew he needed this, after all.

With one hand still on his tummy, you reached the other over and started pinching his knees, “Tickle tickle tickle! Tickle tickle tickle!” You grinned as he started kicking even more. However, you couldn’t help but notice that his giggles were getting softer and his eyes were growing heavy. Your plan was working flawlessly! You put your arm under his legs and scooped him up, carrying him while still tickling him- but the tickles were growing softer as well. You double-checked to make sure you had Mr. Bunny with you; after all, you promised you’d let him take the little toy to bed. When you were finally in his room, you set him down in the crib. It was white and it had a mobile of blue sheep and twinkling stars attached.

As much as he tried to fight it, he couldn’t stay awake longer. As soon as the little one’s head hit his soft pillow, his eyes instantly closed. You gave his tummy a couple more pokes, then set down his toy beside him and pulled his blue and white checkered quilt over him. You gave the mobile a little twirl, set a sippy full of water on the table close by, and kisses his forehead gently. “Sweet dreams, baby. I’ll be here when you get up.” You whispered. You then left the room, turning off the light as you went, and shut the door behind you.

The end.

Ahh! So cute!! Anywho, I hope you enjoyed. It does feel a little shorter than my normal fics and I do apologize for that.

[kiwihrt]

blush · seok matthew

summary. during a late night convenience store run, you run into a cute boy.

seok matthew x reader · fluff · 0.7k words · masterlist

! : super cheesy tbh, didn’t really know how to end it.

✐ i haven’t been keeping but with zb1 recently but i needed to post this request!! <3 posted SUPER late, so sorry anon :(

You rubbed your eyes tiredly, wanting nothing more than to rip your hair out at the blinding brightness of the white fluorescent lights beaming down on you. It wouldn’t typically bother you as much as it did now, but you had a growing headache and it seemed a convenience store trip at 2 A.M. was not the right decision. What could you say though, a snack sounded too good to pass up.

Your eyes browsed the aisles, looking for something that fit your taste. Did you want something sweet? Savoury? You yawned into your hand, maybe you should’ve waited until morning.

The distant sound of the bell at the door made your tired eyes open a little more. I should just hurry up and eat at home, you thought. You were practically asleep on your feet.

You decided to grab some chips that you liked, and a new ramen flavour, and started leaving the aisle to go pay. Suddenly, something hit you, or more like, you hit something. You ran right into someone as you turned the corner to head to the register. Can this day get any worse? I cannot believe I just fucking did that.

“Oh!” You gasped, looking up. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you.” This was absolutely humiliating. You not only ran into some guy, but he was cute.

His eyes widened, and his jaw dropped a little as he stared for what was only three seconds, but in the silence of the store it felt like three years. He then blinked and shook his head, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he looked down in what seemed to be embarrassment. “That’s okay, I wasn’t looking either.” He laughed, scratching the back of his neck.

He then snapped back to reality, and noticed your snacks on the ground. “Oh! Here, I’ll grab these for you. Sorry again.” He said sheepishly, reaching down for the snacks. Your eyes widened (a gentleman too—?).

“Oh, don’t worry about it.” You laughed awkwardly, reaching for the snacks. You managed to grab the chips, but the ramen was already in his hand. You both stood up, and after a beat he awkwardly passed the ramen to you.

“Well…” he put his hands in his pockets, avoiding eye contact at all costs. “Sorry again. Uh— have a nice night.” And at that, he rushed past you. All the thoughts about marriage and family and love shattered in an instant (one may say that you’re rushing too far into this, but come on, this was kind of a meet cute, no?)

You walked up to the register, putting your snacks down to be scanned. As you prepared to pay, someone scooted up next to you, holding out some cash. “I’ve got it.” He said. No way, it’s that cute boy. This is a meet cute!

Shocked, you made eye contact with him, and there was no doubt that you were blushing as red as he was. “No, you don’t have to do that. It’s fine.” You said, cash in your hand as you reach to hand it to the cashier before she takes the offer from the boy. Said boy grabs your hand, pulling it back, and your heart thumps in your chest a little louder. The cashier laughs under her breath, taking the cash from the boy.

You keep your head down, your face burning as you grab your snacks. “Thank you. I appreciate it.”

He nods, and oh, my God, his smile is so cute—

“Yeah, of course.” He said.

Somehow, the past few minutes have been the worst and the best moments of your entire life. You exited the convenience store, the cool air helping with your burning face, and not long after, the boy exited as well. He gave you a shy nod which you returned, but a decent part of you didn’t want this to be your last time meeting. What was there to lose?

“Do you?—“ the words caught in your through for a moment, and he turned. You didn’t even think this through, what were you going to say? “Uh, maybe— fuck. Could I get your number?”

Real smooth.

The boy blinked a few times, his lips twitching like he was suppressing a smile. “Oh, I mean, yeah! Yes. Sure.”

You knew you looked like a lovesick teenager with the grin that appeared on your face—you sure felt like one—but you couldn’t help it.

As he put his number into your phone, he gave you a smile, his ears beginning to burn red too. “I’m Matthew, by the way.”

@ kiwihrt

[sakura-gyarugal]

-Akatsuki randomness but it probably only makes sense to me-

Modern au I guess? Lowkey slander at some points. I love my boys tho- oh and very ooc

When going to brunch, Konan always makes sure to dress up while the rest of the members come in sweatpants and stains on their shirts. Excluding Itachi. He comes with a nice button up.

Kakuzu was definitely in the crypto and nft market not because he believed in it but because seeing all the idiots fall for it gave him an infinity money glitch

Kisame sings into the google microphone and expects the song to pop up. He also searches “song that go oh ohhh ohhh oh”

Sasori asked the group to use tone indicators and Deidara flat out says “slash joking” or “slash genuine”….like in real life

Hidan owns an Instagram account where he flexes in the camera with Russian phonk behind it. It has a stupid amount of flashes that he used from CapCut

Itachi sends inspirational quotes, good morning messages with a bunch of flowers, and stupid minion memes. Konan always hearts react while Deidara and Hidan skull react

Deidara is pretty handy in machinery, math, and chemistry but can’t make himself food without burning it…he’s so bad that he burns food in an airfryer

Already put this in a post like this before but Zetsu’s favorite movie is definitely smile, terrifier series, walrus, and the human centipede

Sasori has a really weak immune system and is constantly sniffling. He carries lysol and hand sanitizer everywhere

Deidara and Hidan quote things from Instagram reels and tiktok that literally no one else gets. A few things they constantly say: the yes king audios, are we deadass? jobs bro, never cook again, are you serious right now? I’m employed? What does this mean? The grandpa screaming at the camera saying “what!!!? oh hell nah!! Oh hell nah!!” They’re literally so insufferable

Orochimaru is an active member on Stan Twitter

Kisame owns Nike tech in every color 😔

Konan takes selfies with the group then blocks out their faces with a black square. Proceeds to mention everyone in the photo.

Yahiko def passed out getting his first piercing while konan and nagato held his hand.

Zetsu just says stuff when the room gets quiet. It’s always weird to. Then the silence gets more awkward.

Nagato cries to those sad dog commercials.

Deidara gets his accounts suspended every month for “hate speech” he simply makes a new account and continues hating.

Hidan definitely pointed to a person wearing a band shirt and said “name five songs”

Kakuzu lives on Facebook marketplace. He buys the stupidest crap too. Like one day he came back with dinosaur statue and put it in display in his living room.

Obito refuses to buy new socks and underwear until it’s nothing but a string left. He’s just walking around with holes in his underwear and socks 😭

Itachi is lowkey lactose intolerant. That doesn’t stop him from eating his favorite desserts

Sasori is allergic to everything. He uses it for his benefit. “Sorry guys can’t come today. The air is very dry therefore I have to stay inside.”

Yahiko used to be so many girls MySpace crushes

Itachi uses the fanciest colognes, hair care, skin care, etc. when the other members come over, they go immediately to his room and starting showering themselves in his expensive stuff 😭

Kisame does not play about his car. No eating, no drinking, and if you park too close to his car he’s going to leave a note on the windshield.

Konan is not motherly toward the group. In fact, she’s the ones that suggest them to do stupid crap. Oh, you think you can make the jump 6ft in the air? Hell yeah. Itachi is the voice of reason in the group.

Zetsu is probably on a stupid carnivore diet and tries to convince the other members to do it with him. Sometimes you see him sitting in the dark eating a stick of butter.

Obito goes on reddit for help. Like…for everything. “Am I the asshole for asking out my female friend for the 100th time after she told me no when she was 13?” “My left arm goes numb. Is that cancer?”

Deidara has the entire group as his close friends story but he posts the most mediocre content ever….like why are you posting your chipotle bowl with a sad song? No cares buddy

Kakuzu has all the members blocked unless he needs something

Sasori believes he’s like Dr house…he is not. He’s more like young Sheldon.

Nagato sucks at keeping secrets and lying. He turns bright red and starts itching making it very obvious

Hidan is banned from public libraries across the country

Itachi does audiobooks.

Kakuzu definitely pirates movies. He also brings full entrees to the movie theaters along with his camera.

Deidara has an instagram where he posts his cat, photos of himself, Hidan, clay projects with the stupidest captions. He always has foreigners in his comments like “?” Or “guys don’t translate the caption” or “what does this mean?”

Sasori and Itachi leave yelp reviews if they hate the service. Itachi will be more easy on it like, “The service wasn’t very great and I found the food to be a little underwhelming but appreciated the atmosphere of the restaurant.” Whereas Sasori is like, “the chicken is fucking disgusting. How hard is it to cook chicken? The owner and his chefs should kill themselves. In fact I hope you die by your uncooked chicken.”

Konan has a deep hatred from booktok yet she reads the books just to see if they’re really that bad

Nagato got a haircut but was too shy to say it looked bad and proceeded to cry in his car

Orochimaru posts freaky trap posts on tiktok with grandmas commenting “😍😍😍”

Obito probably owns a cybertruck

It takes Deidara an hour to be fully coherent after waking up. If you ask him a question he’s either going to grunt, glare at you, or slowly blink

Hidan bought his fur jacket off of depop…or he robbed someone. Who knows.

Kisame wears shirts with stupid quotes on them like “women love me. Fish fear me.”

Hidan was playing candy crush on kakuzu’s phone and had Kakuzu crashing out after Hidan used all of his combo candies

Deidara probably snatched a shirt from a kid because he believes he needs the sonic shirt (that fits like a crop top on him) more than the kid

Konan has those kpop key cards but instead it’s photos of Nagato and Yahiko

Obito likes girl bands. You just see this middle aged guy glowering and in his headphones it’s playing “flip that by loona”

Hidan has a streaming channel where he plays COD but it’s mainly him fighting with his viewers or trying to spread his religion. 5% gameplay 90% of yelling 5% reading his chats.

Kakuzu’s favorite show is the Atlanta housewives and sharktank.

[writer-in-wonder]

mango smoothie

readerplatonic! x bucky barnes readerplatonic! x sam wilson

summary: reader got a filling at the dentist but she has the guys to make sure she’ll recover well 🤍

“Here you go.” Sam held out the cup to your outstretched hand as he made his way further into the Wilson living room.

“Thank you.” You muttered as you took the beverage and finished sitting up from where you were laying on the couch. Sam looked at you for a second as you stuck the straw into the lid. “Any pain?”

You shook your head. “No, jus num.” You couldn’t get much out due to the anesthesia still making half your face stiff. You were sure you looked odd, trying your hardest not to accidentally bite the inside of your cheek. But you’d much rather that than the pain you had before going into the dentist’s that morning.

Sam nodded. “Good, well Bucky should be back soon with the prescrip-“ The man’s words were cut off as you both then heard the tell-tale rumbling of the Sergeant’s car engine. “Or he’s already here.” Despite your predicament, you couldn’t help but smile. The door soon opened and Bucky walked over to join you both.

“Hey kid.” He passed a small brown bag with a small smile. “They said you take one every 12 hours.” You looked at the clock on the wall. 2:00 PM. Deciding you might as well take them now so you wouldn’t stay up too late, you turned to get off the couch. Sam stopped you almost immediately.

“What is it? What do you need?”

You looked at him, confused at his urgency to keep you seated. “Um…water?” You lifted the orange bottle of antibiotics. “To take these.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get it.”

You could almost roll your eyes as Sam went to the pantry. “I had a filling! Not surgery!” You called after him. Bucky smirked as he and Sam shared a look. “ He’s such a mom.” You teased.

“Ah, let him. You really should rest.” Bucky now turned his attention back to you. “You alright kid?” Try as he might, he couldn’t quickly forget the way you were in the waiting room. Besides the pain in your molar, there had been something else that made you quiet. You were scared.

You gave a small nod. “Yeah. Thanks for going with me.”

This side of you was…kind of new. He’d seen you handle pulled muscles from training or deflect the media in D.C. You were tough. He knew that. And a reminder that you weren’t always had been sobering. Because of that, he was more than happy he could help. And also that his metal arm was there for you in place of a poor unsuspecting nurse’s.

“Anytime kid.” He smiled genuinely before bringing the arm up and examining the palm. “Thought I think you might’ve left a dent-“

“Ha ha.” You snarked back. He chuckled, and the moment lifted as Sam walked back in with a bottled water.

“Is there anything else you need?” He asked once he got back to the couch.

“I’m fine. But thank you. Both. Really.”

“Ah, don’t sweat it kid.” Sam gave you a small sympathetic smile. “Just get some rest. We’ll be out on the boat. Text us if you need anything, okay?” With that, the two men headed out the back door. You took the medicine (why did the pill have to be so bitter?) and tried your best to sip through the straw of the smoothie. With a bit of struggle, the sweet taste of mango finally registered, and you curled up on the couch to sleep it all off. You weren’t surprised that you awoke to Sarah making a dinner that was soft enough for you to eat, or that Sam and Bucky were playing with AJ and Cass outside so you could keep resting. This was your family. Your home.

And in that moment, you couldn’t have been more grateful.

[notahorseindisguise]

You enjoy eating mold?

yes. i fucking looove eating mould. num num num num num <- the sound of my mould eating. mmmmmm num num num delicious mould mould in my belly yummyyy oh god i love mould mmmm yum yum yum. delicious fucking mould sooooo tasty mould for me nummy mould oh waiter?? waiter??? waiter may i have some more mould please????? chef!! cook up another large bowl of mould for me to chow down on. im feeling rather peckish and could go for a spot of mould to chow down on. i could really go for some mould because i love chowing down on some mould

[simpformoonkight]

~Chapter 2 : open arms~

Author’s note : there are some implications per se to future events! Have fun lovely readers

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“Come on sunshine!” Polties called out to you while you were picking up the weapon that Ares gifted you. It was the first ever gift you received. It had.. special abilities

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The two men were walking at the front while she was trailing behind them surveying their surroundings, tense and calculated. Trees and long bushes around them, it looks eery but that’s not what polties thought.

“You can relax, my friends” he stared “huh?” Odysseus looked at him confused same with y/n, polties swung his arms around their shoulders “I can tell you’re getting nervous, so do yourself a service and try to relax my friends!” Odysseus shrugged his arm off of him “I’m fine, polties” he replied and kept walking, polties grabbed your hand and went after him.

“Look at all we have been through! We will survive what we get into” he tried to ease their worries. He let go of your hand and went around Odysseus “I know your tired of the war and bloodshed” he continued with his attempt with concerned swimming in his eyes “tell me is this how we’re supposed to live?” He crossed his arms and sighed.

“Look at how you grip your sword,” he points at his hand- almost turning white from tight his grip is “why should we take when we could give ?” He continued looking at the both of you this time “you can show a person that you can trust them” he took Odysseus’ hand and jumped in a pond of water laughing while Odysseus yelped“give it a try it’s not that hard!” He turned to look at him excitedly like a puppy.

Y/n just sighed looking at them from afar grateful to not be thrown in the water with them “I’m telling you,” he pointed at the both of you as you neared the pond “this life is amazing when you greet it with open arms”he told them once again while you helped them get out of the water.

He continued to convince them all the way while Odysseus payed him attention you were listening half-heartedly the suddenly-!

“Welcome!” A bunch of.. fluffy things? were surrounding you three “stay back” Odysseus warned them pulling polties behind him and you got into stance beside your captain pulling your sword out “We’re only here for food” he continued carefully “Food” they repeated after him and got a bit close “stay back I’m warning you!” He warned them again while pointing his sword at them

But the fluffy things replied “food num num num” while some of them are squirming behind “if we don’t get back safely my men will turn this place into blazes” he had threatened in case they try something but “here you go!” .. they actually gave them fruit!

One of them approached you giving you some fruit, You lowered your sword but didn’t let your guard down. You took a look at the fruit examining it while polties was talking about this life and how to think positively.

You cut open the fruit and took a look inside it.

Huh.. the seeds are glowing and is if thinking the same thing “but look at the way this fruit is glowing and it’s filled with glowing seeds” Odysseus showed him “it took me a while to notice just what kind of fruit they eat” he looked at the fluff nuzzling you hands as you were petting it “it’s a lotus, it controls your mind and never lets you free” he handed back the fruit to the ‘lotus eaters’ now “that’s what we get with open arms…” he muttered

“Lotus eaters” polties started determined to prove his point “I would like to show my friends that kindness is brave,” he kneeled to get down to their level “could you tell me where there’s other food to eat?” He questioned “cave” “scary cave”

“A cave!” He said excited and got up “You're saying there's a cave where we could feast?” He asked to confirm and they nodded as you were still playing with the one in your hand before the others jumped in your arms..

“And where do we sail to find this food-filled cave?” He questioned “east” “that way” they told him “Thank you” he gave them a little pat.

“This life is amazing when you greet it with open arms..” he told him slowly turning his head to him just when the sunlight him in the right way.. it made him look ethereal

“I see in your face, there is so much guilt inside your hearts” he said as he had heard from the crew on what happened with the infant, Odysseus looked a bit upset? While you looked a bit uncomfortable

“So why not replace it and light up the world?”

“Greet the world with open arms” he told him and Odysseus repeated him with him “greet the world with open arms” you just looked at them with a small fond smile

“You can relax my friends”….

Aftermath :

“Can we keep some of them?” Polties asked while sitting and playing with the lotus eaters and you were nestled in them content and looked at him “N-no—— what-?” Odysseus looked at them confused “we were supposed to get food instead we learned when to get food. Now let’s go” he pulled the both of you up while the lotus eaters fell from over you “Awww come onnnn…” polties whined a bit “just look at how adorable they look” he looked at Odysseus pleading with him while you were still trying to grab one.

Odysseus just sighed and … picked the both of you and threw you over his shoulders?!

Polties yelled while you were freaking out internally “ODY!” Polties yelled at him while Odysseus just ignored him and continued to walk in the far distance you heard a soft laughter and your face reddened and just when you thought it couldn’t get worse you heard a deep laughter and you burned in your embarrassment hoping the ground would just split and swallow you whole…

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[grabattheseballsss]

Random fic wanted to post

Synopsis: gojo’s been hopelessly in love with you the day he met you, but you’re hopelessly in love with the blond that barely every paid attention to you

Pairing: Gojo x reader (unrequited) Nanami x reader (unrequited)

Warnings: angst???? I think??? Unrequited love, these butches are HOPELESS, reader is like, naturally touchy and gentle? Girl id be in love too if someone was this nice to me, Shoko and Geto are tired of yall, super mild and lackluster fic, but I wanted to post it anyways

A/N: never wrote angst before :P I wanna start doing some now hehe, feedback’s always welcome!

“And this, is Nanami Kento! He may be emo but we still love him” gojo chuckled as he introduced you to his friend group, you smiled sheepishly and waved to everyone, but your eyes couldn’t trail off of the blond who only gave you a polite nod and went back to his book.

You were the new girl, a foreigner, a shy pretty girl who was too scared to make any friends, that is until a white haired boy came up to you on lunchtime at the cafeteria, you only smiled awkwardly as you made your way to the only empty table available, all the way back, you were about to eat your food before you heard someone call your name

“Heyyy~ new girl! What’s up! I’m Gojo Satoru, but I’m sure you already know that” he chuckled as he hyped himself up jokingly, you laughed a little and introduced yourself to him

“What’re you doing all by yourself ? Come with me, come I’ll introduce you to my friends! You’ll love them, not as much as me though, promise ?” He winked at you and put the lid of your lunchbox back on and went to grab your hand before you stopped in place “please please, just gimme a minute, I got soup in my lunch box you didn’t close it properly” you grumbled and close the container and put it neatly back in your bag.

Gojo didn’t think you’d want to hold his hand after that, which made him put his arms down by his sides, but to his surprise you held his hand gently and smiled gently at him “lead the way!” You didn’t think twice of that moment but that was when Saturo started developing feelings for you, you were too focused on your bag to notice the blush that settled on his face.

Time forward to now, it’s been almost three months since Gojo introduced you to him and his friends, it’s been three months since you met that blond who you’ve been writing in your journal about, three months of you and Shoko’s endless sleepovers, three months of Geto and Gojo’s bickering which is often induced by Shoko and defused by you.

You smiled slightly as you watched the two continue to throw petty insults at each other, Shoko only laughing and Nanami sat there with a slight smirk as he shook his head, his lips were so pretty, his skin so effortlessly clear, his hair’s so soft and neat despite his stupid haircut, his deep brown eyes that turn to look at you, the way he said your name, how smooth it sounded on his lips

“Are you okay?” Kento asked, staring at you with a raised brow, your eyes widen as a heat started spreading on your face, you straightened your posture and nodded “yeah, y-yeah I’m sorry, just lost in thought” you replied and looked away

Shoko started whispering in your ear when Nanami turned around “I know what those thoughts are, perv~” she chuckled as you smacked her shoulder to stop, the embarrassing encounter left Gojo silent, ignoring Geto’s remarks as he watched you blush the same way he does when you look at him with those half lidded eyes as you take care of his wounds, or when you buy him a treat because you remembered he liked it, all of these sweet moments.

If only he knew what he lacked, he was born into wealth, he was extraordinary, the strongest, a damn model in his free time, he could give you the world and more, if you’d just turn your gaze to his pretty face instead.

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“Happy birthday, dear sa-toooo-ruuuu” you all sang as you watched the white haired man blow out his candles, clapping as he took off the candles, number two and one put to the side as he started cutting the pink strawberry vanilla cake.

Everyone got handed a plate with a piece of cake, you and Shoko sat on the small couch, chatting and eating “you know… he’s not going to know that you’ve been pining after him if you avoid him at all costs” Shoko mumbled as she stole a strawberry off of your plate, you hummed as you looked up to see Kento chatting up with a random girl that was invited to the party by Saturo.

You didn’t want to bum anyone up, that felt so selfish and rude of you, so you excused yourself, then went back to Shoko to give her the rest of your cake and walking back out.

You walked to Saturo who was sitting by Geto, they seemed to be chuckling about some random inside joke, you grabbed your gift bag and walked to them.

“Birthday boyyy~” you called out, your voice now sounded so much different than all those years ago, you sounded more mature and sure of yourself, saturo looked up at you with a huge smile, Geto only smiled and waved at you.

You stood in front of gojo and handed him a pink and blue bag with a letter taped to it “I’m sorry I didn’t have time to pick out a proper gift” you chuckled a little before grabbing a chair and sitting down.

“I didn’t think you’d even make it” Geto said as he grabbed his glass

“Well, if she couldn’t make it, I was going to drag her by the leg” saturo joked, but you all knew he wasn’t.

As saturo unpacked the gift inside the bag, he seemed like a kid on Christmas Day, you smiled softly as he held the box with sudden care, he looked up at you so fast his glasses slid down his nose, which made you and Geto chuckle “WHAT!” Saturo screamed, making everyone stare at you both, his long arms scooped you up and pulled you into a tight hug.

Getting a gift for someone like Gojo would seem absolutely impossible, he was rich and had anything he could ever ask for, but not the pictures he had lost couple of years ago, the one of you, him and baby megumi in your living room, dressed up as random characters, from megumi as shrek, you as Fiona and of course Gojo as donkey, the one of you and Gojo sitting on the ground as megumi has a sign on the couch that says “losers not allowed on”, and of course, satoru’s favourite, the one of you and megumi in the kitchen making cookies, megumi eating cookie dough as you were covered in flour and scolding him, unaware of the camera.

He lost the card that had those photos years ago, and you found it earlier this year and decided to keep it a surprise for him.

You hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek “seriously, happy birthday, turo… thank you, for being my friend” you smiled as you cupped his blushing cheek “now go taught gumi with them, I know you’re itching to do so” you giggled as you patted his shoulder and walked back to where Shoko was sitting.

You both missed the way Shoko and Geto looked at each other with a sad knowing look before turning back and continuing their separate conversations.