#THEY'RE SO CUTE AND SILLY AND ADORABLE AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH

[c00kietin]

VAMPIRE JUMPSCARE ‼️‼️

I drew her next to my vampire OC :33

WHA

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(me rn)

[tenshindon]

These boys are so awkward they’d combust from embarrassment just holding hands. Everyone else is just like 😑 except Goku. Goku would literally be confused because “what’s so bad holding hands? Holding hands is nice!” Reaches for Chichi and Piccolo, who is just like; “Chichi and I literally share the only brain cell in this entire friend group...oh my God.” And I think that’s precious.

tien and yamcha the kinda people to literally sit in each other’s laps and carry each other at any given moment but as soon as someone brings up how cute they look then they just go  😳 👉 👈Ahaha Well Uh👉 👈 😳

[link-sans-specs]

Link's Hair Saga, pt. 1

Valentimes Cards 💌🥺💌

Hey girl, hey. Hey girl. I like your boobaloobaboots! 👢

Mythical Society

Anniversary Extravaganza Livestream

[applejarjar]

Say hello to the two newest members of the family! They're 10 month Rex dumbos that my mom just surprised me with!

[eltonandbernie]

[ali-enby-moved]

all of my friends are really out here existing and shit and, well, I think that’s very cash money of them

[youturnitintolight-blog]

Laughing Kalagirls

Requested by @putschki1969​

[ooops-i-arted]

Will I ever stop drawing Avei and Corso?  Spoiler alert: no

[thescreaminghat]

Ok but Viktor is so DELICIOUSLY mischievous in Arcane???

Like, I think a lot of us went into the show with the impression that he was going to be this no-nonsense, stoic counterpart to Jayce's brash personality, and while Viktor is level-headed and calm, he has such a biting humor that gives him so much personality and life (at this point I think Viktor is responsible for 90% of the sassy and funny quips in the show).

And I really enjoy the fact that the writers gave him this liveliness and soft-spoken charm (and how well Harry Lloyd voiced the lines), because it makes Viktor so human, so optimistic, and so kind, especially when you consider how he literally talked Jayce down from committing suicide. You can feel the passion and energy bubbling underneath his calm exterior, and the little details (like Viktor being ready to risk his own position to help Jayce by sneaking into Heimer's lab only to come up with the ridiculous but hilarious lie of "Oh silly me! I thought I was going into my bedroom but I was actually unlocking a restricted area using these oversized keys" when he gets caught red-handed) is so...perfect? Like you can easily imagine that, as a kid in Zaun, Viktor was likely just as mischievous and willing to get into hijinks as Ekko or Powder. XDD

And OH MY GOD CAN WE TALK ABOUT "TIME TO CRANK IT"??? Again, Harry Lloyd's soft-spoken delivery and gentle accent for Viktor is so perfectly executed for the joke. So the setup in ep 3 is this: when they're working on the hextech research, Jayce exclaims that they'll need to "crank it" (referring to the stabiliser machine, I believe), and Viktor, caught off-guard in his thoughts, says, "Yes, yes, we need to...cRANK it," and what's so perfect about this scene is the awkwardness that Viktor gives to the word. Like, it comes across as Jayce using "slang" or very casual language in his excitement that Viktor finds really amusing and charmingly unexpected, so Viktor tries to emulate the way Jayce says "crank it," but he has a tiny voice crack when he says the phrase (as he's holding in his laugh) that makes the scene so adorable. And then later, the payoff is that right before they test the stabiliser, when Jayce is nervous and stone-faced, Viktor lightens the mood by saying "Time to cRANK it", with his emphasis on awkward syllables, but he says this with, again, that delightful humor and mischief in his eyes. It's such a wonderful and cute scene, and it really captures how Viktor and Jayce are bouncing ideas and emotions off of each other as Science Boyfriends and how Viktor is VERY empathetic, in-tune with social cues and sensitive to other people's feelings (at this point Viktor is so supportive and encouraging of Jayce, and I think that's really important given how Viktor himself may have been at Jayce's low point before he went to Piltover because of his own difficult circumstances).

Anyways, this is to say that once these two have the worst breakup ever according to lore and Viktor falls into a deep depression without any help from Jayce I will look back at these early interactions and cry my eyes out for the hurt that Viktor, a rational but charming innovator who saved a man's life by believing in him when no one else would, will ultimately experience.

Edit: The way Viktor acts and carries himself ISN'T reflective of a man detached from himself and humanity, or a man broken by poverty or his disability. His playfulness, his joy - this is someone filled with happiness, youth, silliness, curiosity, and most importantly, a belief in and love for the world.

[yanderenightmare]

i love the idea of bakugo corrupting kirishima so much like just encourage him about his yandere tendencies and surely with the two being so close of course some of Bakugo's traits rub off on him.

Bakugo telling Kirishima how it's ok that they're fucking kidnapping you while you're crying so much, begging them to stop like "She'll get use to it" or "We'll just fucking knock her up n she'll be good"

Kirishima Eijirou & Bakugou Katsuki

AN: It's strange, but I always picture it the other way around? Hope you enjoy my take on the dynamic.

TW: nsfw, dubcon/noncon, stalking, misogyny

fem reader

BAD INFLUENCE

It's not much of a secret that Bakugou doesn't quite enjoy being robbed of his self-restraint each time his focus is pulled from what's important and his eyes forced to look at little ditzy you.

But somehow that busy-bee swing you have in your hip when you bob down the corridor, and the way you clutch your textbooks so tight to your chest and squish your tits, has his eyes zeroing in on you no matter how hard he tries resisting it.

He knows well he's by no means any saint, but he wants to be able to say that he at least tries meeting the standards of being a somewhat decent guy.

But for fuck's sake-

That dorky wave you pull where you wiggle your small fingers all delicately in the air like a complete flirty tease doesn't help. Nor does the way you cheer all your words in that terribly nerdy sweetly girly tone of yours.

And though it should, that entirely innocent smile you give him makes it no easier to think straight either.

He hates the dirty thoughts that bubble up.

He hates wanting to sniff you each time you pass by him.

He hates thinking of how much he wants to squish your adorable baby-face in his hand.

He hates how much he wants to make you cry.

He hates thinking about taking your little plush body against the nearest wall. Of lifting your short school skirt over the dome of your little round ass and pinch the fat there until you whine. Of tearing your pink panties down to your knees. Of ripping them off and sticking them inside his pocket.

He hates how fucking aroused the thought of making you walk around the school panty-less makes him. Imagining how cute you'd bat your lashes at him all bashful and doe-eyed, pushing your knees together and biting down on your plump bottom lip as you desperately try pulling your skirt further down as far as you can.

Or...

Perhaps he just doesn't like getting snagged on Kirishima's pointy smirk each time the boy catches him redhanded in his daily perverted daydreams...

Still, he tries his best at abstaining from looking at you when you're in compromising positions.

But, it's hard with Kirishima acting like the devil perched on his shoulder.

Always alerting him of how cute your butt is each time you bend over to pick up that pencil you clumsily dropped on the ground. Jabbing his side with his elbow when you stand on your tippy-toes reaching for that book on the top shelves. Stretching so that your shirt slips from out your skirt and rides up to give a tempting show of your no-doubt soft skin.

He'll fight so hard to keep his depraved perverted thoughts to himself, to push them down, suppress them in the deepest darkest pits of his desires, flush them from his mind to focus on something less criminal, something that won't have him choke on his spit and blush bright red when you turn your ditzy little clueless head to look at him in the exact moment he's imagining something filthy starring you.

He doesn't even dare talk to you. Even when you do your little wave and give your bright greeting.

He just scowls at you.

Still, clueless you, oblivious to how the ash-blonde dreams of spitting in your mouth while you moan and take his cock, think him and his redheaded counterpart make for the cutest couple on campus.

The bright one always roaring with laughter and poking fun at the other one's tight frown, pulling him along instead of leaving him to grumpily brood in solitude.

Silly you thinks they're adorable.

You think it's romantic how such stark opposites attract.

Like something straight out of a movie.

And it's true.

Kirishima isn't anything like Bakugou at all.

Goofy and kind with just the right amount of playfully charming to make your cheeks heat up.

He always gives you a great big toothy grin in return and a dumb boyish wave that has his entire body swaying to follow the exaggerated movement of his arm as he hollers at you.

He walks up behind you and grabs that book you were trying to reach for you. Handing it you with a lop-sided grin that's perfectly disarming as well as handsome. Sparkling white, making your stomach do little flips as you take the book out of his much larger hands.

Bakugou just hates how you splutter out your words when you thank the redhead all so nervously. He hates how you bow your head and grind the tip-off your shoe into the floor when Kirishima gives you his deceptively good-natured words of welcome in return.

He hates how the whole show turns him on like nothing else.

But more than anything, he hates the shitty look on Kirishima's face once he turns his head quite subtly to the side to look to him with an expression so smug he's unsure whether he wants to knock his stupid croc-teeth right out or kiss him until breathing becomes hard.

But that would be giving him what he wants.

The innocent act doesn't fool him.

He knows full-well what the scheming two-faced little shit is up to.

He can see it plain as day in that alarmingly dangerous twinkle in his matching red eyes as he flirts with little flustered you.

He makes the blonde even rowdier than before, nearly uncontainable were he sits and stares at the two of you giggling with each other.

"Would you fuck-off with that shit already?" He barks once the red-head finally makes it back to their study-date, done taking a break to play with little adorable clueless you.

"What?" He simply smirked, laughing mockingly at the visibly angry blonde sitting with folded arms in front of spread textbooks and busy notes. "You're the one who's dirty sock has her pretty name on it, creep."

Bakugou's jaw clenched as he suppressed what curse words he urged to fling at the infuriating imp sitting apposed from him.

He sighed and threw his head back to let it hang off the chair's back. Looking to the stale grey ceiling of the library. Counting the tiles before closing his eyes and sighing out again.

"You've made your point." He stated, now calmly.

Bakugou, in all his narcissistic rights, believing he knew why the sturdy male was acting the way he was.

"I've been distracted, I'm sorry." The blond apologised.

But the sincere apology was only met with Eijirou's laughs.

"You're so cute-" He smiled, earning him the look of a frustrated and confused boyfriend. "But not everything is about you, King Explosion Murder God Dynamight."

Kirishima stopped laughing, though his smile still present and looking every bit as ready to tear through skin like a chainsaw.

"I think she's cute too." He said, voice having shed its friendly tone.

And Katsuki's skin spiked with a million goosebumps at the haunting of what impure ulterior motives he was hinting at.

"But you know what?" The shark-toothed male simpered.

Turning to face you again. The blonde followed the redhead's gaze to where you sat undisturbed knowing and wishing no ill-will at the other library study table some meters away from the pair. The tip of your pencil caught between your lips as you tilted your head at the fat book plopped down in front of you.

"She'd look even cuter sandwiched between us." He mused darkly.

Two pairs of stark red-eyes never once leaving you, as though you were a peaceful rabbit in a flower field and they were foxes on the hunt hiding in the grass.

"Don't you think?"

Bakugou looked away from you with a snap of his head, slight hint of rose dusting his cheeks with bright pink, sensing his battle for morality was already forfeit.

Where, as much as Bakugou would like to boast and say that he was immune to the redhead's persuasion...

In spite of spotting how Kiri's smile curves sinisterly in those moments when no-one but him is looking...

He, quite like everyone else, falls right into the honey-trap time and time again.

Where despite all his practice of self-restraint and in waste of all those times he'd talked himself out of fucking his fist when thinking of you. Those enticingly tempting words dripping from Kirishima’s tongue so brazenly acted like a sanction to the fire-type, who simply couldn’t resist the image of your tiny plush body and terribly adorable face squeaking out precious moans and whimpers while the two of them breed you full like what a sweet cute ditz like you deserves.

And it doesn't help that you're too sweet to even consider saying no when Kirishima approaches you.

Gullible people-pleasing you nearly jump with enthusiasm when the redhead asks you for tutoring help. Nodding your head like such a well-manored goody-two-shoes when he invites you to his dorm-room. Gushing with gratitude when he offers to carry your bag for you. Snorting on your laughs when he cracks joke after joke as though he's got an endless supply to charm you with.

Ditzy dork completely distracted from seeing him secretly text Bakugou.

Phone held at his side real smooth and out of sight, while the two of you walk side by side as he guides unsuspecting sweet you right into his trap where another tall strong male is waiting with sweaty palms and and an almost violent urge to play with you outweighing his burdening morals.

Kirishima isn't struggling whatsoever though.

Like a true sociopath, he's playing the perfect gentleman with the perfect smile and the perfect amount of pressure in his hand laid on the small of your back as he guides you forward. Opening the door for you. Welcoming you inside. Taking your jacket and feigning nervousness as he scratches the back of his neck and tells you that he's sorry that his room's such a mess.

And sweet little unknowing you obviously just giggle. Completely unaware that it was the signal Bakugou was waiting for to come out of hiding.

No... Kirishima doesn't struggle at all...

He has no problems holding you down. No guilt burdening him when bending your helplessly weak arms behind your back and pulling you against his chest in his lap as he lays down with you on the bed.

He shushes you smoothly, with that same suave voice he's been buttering you up with the entire week, giving you chills as to how completely calm he can be when doing something as disturbing as violating his peer.

And poor little you is so terribly confused at first.

You almost don't believe it because you don't want to believe it.

You're almost convinced it must be some cruel prank he's pulling, like the ones you see in movies, where the handsome popular hero student picks on the nerdy nobody from general studies.

But this is so much worse than a movie.

Because the bud of the joke doesn't come and soon he's got his hands on places that's barely been touched by anyone but yourself.

And that's when the fear finally comes. Settling like snow on your skin, until it goes seeping into your bones like the cold in late autumn.

Biting like winter once you recognise the spike-y ash-blonde hair of Bakugou round the corner.

The white sleeves of his shirt rolled up to just above his elbows, buttons undone halfway down, flexing scarred brawn you cannot ever hope to fight against.

He crawls over you with heavy hands and knees sinking into the mattress. Trapping you even further where you lie tight against Kirishima's chest.

The two of them manuevering as though it was only natural, as though it'd been carefully thought through a million times before.

And you can tell the blond has been waiting once you feel the hard tent kept constrained rubbing against your thigh, making your stomach fold in every haunting way.

You're on your back like a flipped ladybug struggling to get up. Hands trapped beneath you with your tits face-up and jutting forward for the face that ducks to rub between them. Beard-stubble harsh on you sensitive skin.

His hands move impatiently. Tampering with the buttons as though it's his first time and Kirishima chuckles at him like it's all some cute gesture even though he's clumsily struggling at stripping you off your clothes in order to violate you.

You try screaming rather than begging once Kirishima's large paw grabs a handful of your tit, but his other hand had already taken repercussions. Forming a tight lock over your mouth, making any and every noise you try squeaking out sound like lewd whines and moans instead of pitiful pleas of mercy.

You choke on your heart once your eyes meet Bakugou's bleeding red gaze, where he looks at you like a dog drooling for steak.

Your arms savagely bent behind your back, tucked away from intervening while making you chest strut forward where he'd buttoned up your shirt for the sake of seeing your sweet tits squeezed together within your pretty bra.

Your waist still gripped by your short black school skirt, doing little to protect you from him where the pleated edges ride up your thighs, giving for a show of your chaste cotton underwear beneath it.

Your thigh-highs squeezing into the soft cake of your flesh. Teasing him. Making him want to squeeze you even tighter. Grab and hug and bite you.

The tears spring free once Bakugou's clammy hands start groping at your ass. His fingers curling around the band of your panites and pulling down your thighs and knees and legs before ripping it off at your thrashing feet, leaving you shaking in just your cute bra, skirt and socks.

Your knees quaking as they huddle together, pointlessly trying to protect what tenderness found between your thighs from the beast on top.

But Bakugou pays your meagre efforts no mind.

He just reaches forward and grabs your legs, prying them apart. Having falling much too deep into his desperate need of fuck you dumb than to care of the resistance you might put up beforehand.

Especially when most of your struggle was kept contained by redhead beneath, where all your other pathetic thrashing only resulted in the blond's raging temper, where with much unneeded brute strength he roughly grabbed you by the calf before you managed breaking his nose with your clumsy panicked kicking.

You cry out under the assault. Bawling into Kirishima's hand and try pulling your bruised legs back to yourself. Whimpering all cutely for the strong men you're caught between.

But the redhead only tuts at you, his other hand keeping a tight grip around your waist, keeping you close. His cheek squished against your cheek, rubbing against your hot tears while his lips kiss at the space right next to the hand kept like a muzzle over your mouth.

"Don't struggle, baby girl." He whispers, his breath warm and ticklish against the peach-fuzz on your cheek. "You wouldn't guess it, but Pop-rocks here's extremely sensitive you see." He chuckled. "Fight too much and he'll start feeling insecure. And trust me, you don't wanna be hurting his flimsy feelings-"

"Shut up, Shitty-hair." Bakugou interrupted in a growl and you felt the sharp teeth of Kirishima's smirk graze your cheek, making you still. "And make her stop squirming."

“You hear that, sweetheart? Already on his last straw..." The redhead threatened playfully.

And all you could do was whimper pitifully in return.

"You'll be a good girl for us, won't you?" He asked, kissing your cheek tenderly, making you whine whilst Bakugou's coarse fingers greedily carded into the plush fat of your thighs. "We don't wanna hurt yah, toots, but one way or the other, today and tomorrow, we're gonna figure out how many times we can make you cum before you pass out."

His words had you shudder while bleating. Big pleading eyes looking to the blonde on top of you, silently begging him to stop.

But Bakugou paid little attention to what transpired from Kirishima's pointed teeth and your reaction to his cruel words.

He was much too busy doing what he'd imagined so many times before when stalking you to have the focus to amuse his boyfriend's petty intimidation games.

There were more important things waiting for him after all.

His strength barely needed as he grabbed you beneath the knees and pushed your thighs to each their side.

Already salivating at the mouth. His dick drummed at the thought of fucking you into a wet little cross-eyes mess.

Thoughts drifting to what a good little bookworm you were. Always chewing your pencil with your eyes flitting over textbook pages. Your knees tapping against one another, giving him a slight peek at your panties each time your thighs softly clap together beneath the table.

And Kirishima got hard with you twisting against his chest as he watched the blond's eyes go opium-black with soaking dark desire. His spiky ash-blond locks ducking down as he pulled you forward with his meaty arms looped and locked around your thighs.

Hot eager tongue meeting your exposed cunt hungrily. Making you squeak and Kirishima chuckle wickedly whilst holding you still.

Bakugou's red eyes couldn't leave you. Looking up between the the valley of your tits squished in your white floral-lace bra, at your pretty teary eyes and that sweet crinkle between your brows, and your tiny face caught inside Kirishima's large scarred paw.

He grabbed you harder with a rowdy growl, spiked by the cute lewd sight of you, sucking harder at your clit. Some part of him getting immensely off on how fucked up what he was doing was, and how he was doing it to sweetest kindest you.

Angelic you, who reacted with a whine as he curved his tongue inside you. Kicking the balls of your feet into his back, digging them into his muscles, gripping his shirt with curled toes, trying any desperate attempt to pull him off.

But Bakugou didn't mind your pathetic aims.

In fact, it all just made him seem all the more keen.

Further abusing how lapping at your poor little bundle of nerves had your back arching from Kiri's chest and your doughy thighs quaking in his arms.

"You should feel lucky." Kirishima broke your struggle, licking your cheek with words. "He doesn't eat me like that."

Bakugou grunted. "'Cause you drink too much soda-" He mumbled, his angry eyes dragging from intently watching your face twist along the sharp movements he made with his lips and tongue, to glaring at the redhead by your side. "Tastes like acid- not sweet like this."

"Ouch, Bakuboo." Kirishima feigned hurt. "I thought you'd be sweeter once I gave you this little gift." He teased as his rough hand spidered up your back while still keeping you down with the other. Tampering with the clasp to your bra. Pinching the mechanism and releasing your breasts.

"Tch-" Bakugou scoffed, scooching further up the bed again. "Don't think I owe you anything. We both know this's as much for me as it is for you."

His thighs touched yours as he circled your clit with the rough base of his thumb. Rubbing patterns on top of it. Making you whimper and writhe as his lips once again came to kiss your chest, now with your nipples free for him to suck on.

"Yeah, but if it'd been up to you we'd be stuck daydreaming about this cutie forever. Wouldn't we, Scaredy-Kat?" Kirishima further poked whilst Bakugou tried comforting himself from the snide comments in the pillow of your chest. Rather fixating on how wet with you his hand was, how silken and velvety and soft your cunt now was after he'd sucked and tasted you.

Your breathing stilled as you felt him tease your opening for a second. Crying more as he pushed his crooked fingers inside your drooling cunt. Starting to pump and work your tightness. Briefly preparing you whilst his cock strained close to painfully inside his pants.

"Shut up, Shitty-hair..." He grumbled, rising from your chest.

Fingers wet as they fiddled with the belt to his pants. Ripping it loose from it's loops and throwing it to clatter on the floors.

"Heh, I'm just teasing yah..." Kirishima crooned, large red eyes glued to watch the man in front buttoning up his slacks.

Watching intently as he reached a large hand within his trousers. Freeing the thick meat kept bulging within the confines of his boxers.

Standing proudly, purple veins strumming up the shaft on both sides, pumping blood to the head that seemed angry by the long wait it had endured.

The redhead felt your whimpers vibrate against his palm, where you as well were no doubt watching the same intimidating sight as him.

"You know I like watching you have fun." He whispered, though it wasn't meant for you.

Tone playful and wanton and sadistically gleeful as he continued watching the blond play with your cute dripping cunt with one hand and himself with the other.

Strong fingers rubbing up and down his own size. Thick where they spread you open and rubbed cruel friction upon your buzzing clit.

And you could only watch as he shuffled forward some more. Pushing his plush bulged and weeping cock-head against your slit, where leaking from his slit dribbled hot pre-cum he painted your folds with, mixing it up and down your own wetness, as you desperately sobbed to let them free you.

But Kirishima held you tightly. One arm locked over your waist, keeping your arms to your sides, whilst the other still kept your pleas muffled.

And your scream once Bakugo pushed forward and filled your tightness up snug with one swift roll of his hips.

Barreling forward with a deep groan. He squeezed your thighs tight in a bruising grip and hissed at the tightness. Sure to leave spotted marks on your skin where his fingers dup inches into your flesh.

His head dipped down to your shoulder, continuing to push deeper inside even though he was already at your cervix. His scruff brushing against your cheek as he placed sluggish kisses alongside your jaw.

Your body tense between them. Tense with pain and fear of tearing in two once the blond started moving. Dragging his thick length out where your taunt walls clung to him. Slowly at first, but soon with such a force you were rocked like a boat in a storm. Your tits doing jumps and your legs springing where they where held in the air. Feeling someway weightless and lightheaded being stuffed full in one second and robbed in the other.

Kirishima removed his hand and you were just a second to late to beg them to stop before Bakugou had your mouth stuffed with the frill of your pink lace panties.

You sobbed again, but sucked on the cloth for comfort as you thighs ached from the constant pain of having the strong hero-student's fingers bury themselves greedily into the flesh there. Having you spread wide as he rolled his thickness inside your weeping wet cunt, milking him uncontrollably as the other brute's hand clasped atop you belly, with abusive fingers as coarse as rock flicking mercilessly on your poor budding clit, making you clench so tightly on the member taking up space inside he couldn't last longer even if he'd wanted to.

You were sure his nails tore your flesh. His mouth leaving your neck wet with drool as he groaned into you on last time.

You could feel it filling you with warmth. Dripping from you hole where he was still pumping it into you in slow and deep bumps against your womb.

Disgust drained your veins of their blood, making you feel sick.

Overwhelmed with dejection, where still a mixture of disbelief of what had just happened still lingered in those places you still felt warm and safe deep within.

Your flesh crawled, where in the cold sweat layered like dew on your skin you felt used. And in the harsh pressure beneath the four handprints that pawed at you, you felt fear.

But somehow, in the way warm cum seemed to cool as it dripped from your cunt where the male was done pumping it into you, you felt relieved that it was all finally over.

You closed your eyes and cringed as Bakugou's softening dick slinked out of you.

Breathing better once Kirishima did you the justice of pulling your panties out of your mouth.

He happily watched you pant before looking to Bakugou who'd collapsed on top of you. Ruffling his ash-blonde head.

"Mmh..." He hummed, shifting beneath you. "My turn, buttercup."

[xiaophilia]

| SAGAU | Villain Au!

「 ⸙The Divine One⸙ 」

۪۫❁ཻུ۪۪┊Yandere!Genshin Impact Harem x Gender neutral! Reader

‣Okay so I've been reading too much SAGAU lately and I couldn't stop myself from making my own idea of the Au. Now please take note that English is not my first language and I'm using mobile so it's gonna be rlly shitty.

✎...Includes: Jean, Kaeya, Xiao <Mentioned: Lisa, Klee, Diluc, Venti, Zhongli, Hu-tao>

❬Tw: Vague discription of dying, genshin characters being a-holes, Reader being chased by angry mobs, blood, death, slight yandere themes(sort of?), religous themes(idk), swearing/profanities, starvation❭

Under the cut!

❬⸙: ❝Act 1: The chase ❞ :⸙❭

Now, being isekai'd into another world by the famous truck-kun was something you always thought of as something fictitious (and as silly as it sounded you hoped it wasn't.) Of course it was fictitious, not until it happened to you.

It was your fault honestly, if you weren't so caught up reading R18 Genshin impact x reader fan fictions, you wouldn't be dead, but you could have sworn to the heavens above that, that truck came out of fucking nowhere.

And as if being hit by a truck wasn't enough, now you were being chased by a mob of angry knights with sharp swords pointing towards you with the intent of murder. The same knights from a game you oh so adored, Genshin impact.

At first you were happy, after all—being iskeai'd to your comfort game might be everybodys dream. But when you stepped into Mondstadt, The city of freedom, you were greeted by harsh glares and sneers from the people, it all happened so fast... your world was a blur (probably the after effects of getting hit by a truck) and now you're running for your life.

Why are they chasing you again? Oh right, it seems that you've committed a heinous crime, a crime so horrible you deserve the death penalty, and that was looking like a God you've never heard before.

"Bullshit"

You were limping, every bone in your body was hurting. You just got hit by a literal truck for fucks sake, how are you even standing? You're pretty sure you should be dead by now. Did being iskeai'd to another world lessen the pain? You didn't know, nor did you want to know.

It hurts. It's been hours since your last stop in a hillichurl camp (they seemed to be all to happy to let you rest), but after being spotted by the knights, you started running again, going through the beautiful terrains you once went through as Aether in the game. You wanted to rest but the knights chasing you had other plans.

You've been running for days and nights, can't they just give you a break?

"You filthy impostor! Stop running!" You could hear Jean shout from a distance. For once you hoped she was just in her office overworking herself. Losing the knights would be easier without her leading them. Was looking like some God you didn't know really that bad for the Acting Grandmaster of The Knights of Favonious to chase you down herself? Hell, even Lisa and Diluc are here, there's Venti too and how can you forget that cute child arsonist throwing bombs at you?

Hell they even went as far as chasing you from Mondstadt to Liyue. And speaking of Liyue, you could see the the Masked Yaksha in the group -his pole-arm that you gave him- in hand ready to eliminate poor little old you. 'I thought he doesn't hurt mortals?!' Was your first thought—maybe you were an exception. Huh? If Xiao's here then Zhongli, Hu-tao and the Liyue Qixing may not be far.

A mix of explosion and and thunder were heard behind you, you didn't need to look behind to know that they were close, but you weren't afraid of them catching you, not when a they're fighting hordes of hilichurls, mitachurls and five ruin guards that came out of some kind of portal...? You don't know how they're here and why they're helping you, but either way you're thankful. And because of that you now feel bad for killing them just to get materials for leveling and ascending your characters who were now trying to kill you.

You just ran and ran until you reached the boarders of Dragonspine, after parkouring through the the group of camping adventurers who had their weapons high, ready to strike.

You ran through the snowy terrain, feeling the cold air blow against your burning skin hurt. It was cold too,really, really cold. The wound on your stomach that you didn't notice was starting to hurt more and more. You're legs were about to give up but you continued further. Hoping to spot a hillichurl camp to stay in and maybe eat those suspicious looking steak and maybe you could make a delicious soup to share with the hillichurls...but alas-life was bitch, you couldn't find any.

You're body collapsed, you were tired, dead tired. The snow felt cold against your skin.

You layed there still, liquid started to pool down from your open wound, staining the snow a mix of gold and red. In short you were dying. Your mind started to wander, 'Will the boars eat me?'...wait do boars even eat meat? You didn't know, you just hoped that if they did, you'd already be in the after life.

Sleepiness started to take over, but if you slept in this weather you'd die for sure.

It was silent in Dragonspine, other than your ragged breathing you couldn't hear anything. Well at least it was. Rushed footsteps can be heared—and the next thing you know, a pair of mismatched eyes stared down at you, hands gripping the hilt of his sword.

"Kaeya..." You whisper.

Is he going to stab you? He probably will. Well at least he'd look hot doing it— You note as you closed your eyes waiting for your impending death and letting sleep wash over, but for some reason it never came. Instead you felt shaky hands wrap around your figure before being gently lifted from the the ground. With a whisper of reassurance from the man, you started to move. Then everything went dark.

'What?'

This is heavily inspired by various SAGAU writers! : @nicebonescomrade , @i-put-the-yan-in-polyandry , @myuni-moon , @vibingindark and many more.

[leviathans-watching]

Brothers reaction to mc saying "I can hold the whole world in my hands" then and then proceeds to hold his cheeks into their hands.

the brothers' reactions to you calling them your whole world

includes: the brothers x/& gn!reader (they/them/theirs pronouns used)

wc: .6k | rated t | m.list

warnings: one wear word (satan), slightly suggestive tones (asmo)

a/n: this req is actually soo adorable!! the imigines are a little shorter than normal, but i hope they're still cute. thanks for requesting and my inbox is open to chat, req, or leave feedback, so come talk to me!!

reblog pls <333

➳ lucifer scoffs. “seriously, mc, that’s untrue. it’d be a little ridiculous if i were your whole world, not to mention unhealthy.” his cheeks are warm under your hands and the tips of his ears are red. he doesn’t pull away, though, and you count that as a win, slowly scraping your thumbs across his skin. he rarely lets you do this- rarely succumbs to the craving for affection he so clearly has, but when he does, you take full advantage, milking it for as long as you possibly can.

➳ mammon stares at you, wordless. you watch slowly as his cheeks flush under your hands, a little concerned. “can ya say that again?” he asks, almost whispering, and you repeat yourself, willing to say it as many times as he needs it. “i can hold the whole world in my hands. mammon, you’re my world.” after a few minutes, his bravado returns, allowing him to preen under your touch. “damn right you can,” he crows, brilliant smile peeking out from under his smirk. “because i’m your world, ya got that!”

➳ levi squeaks, closing his eyes. “this is like that one anime i watched!” he says, more to himself, tail lashing back and forth. “oh my god, mc said i’m their whole world!” his eyes open in record speed, and he looks at you, eyes flickering from your face and the wall behind you, suddenly worried. “were you kidding? please tell me you weren’t.” soothing him, you promise you weren’t, making him all flustered again. he smiles at you, adoration clear in his gaze and you’re sure you look just as dopey staring back at him.

➳ satan chuckles, taking your hand and pressing a kiss to your palm. “that’s cute, mc. and what a coincidence, too.” flipping your positions, his hands are suddenly on your cheeks. “i can hold my whole world in my hands as well.” now you’re the one flustered, goddammit. he chuckles once more, sliding his hands off of his cheeks and down to your shoulders, pulling you closer to him. from there, he drops a kiss on the top of your head, leaving you to reboot as he saunters off.

➳ asmo smiles, slow and intentionally, hands coming up to grip your wrists lightly, holding you there. “oh? can you?” he asks, sliding closer to you. “i’ll admit, i’ve been called a lot of things, but someone’s whole world? that’s a new one.” leaning in, you expect him to kiss you, but he bypasses your lips and goes right to your ear, breath fanning against it. “you already know what you mean to me,” he purrs, sending a shiver down your spine. “but i suppose it can’t hurt to remind you.”

➳ beel furrows his brows, confused. “what? but i’m not a world. i’m just beelzebub. mc, are you okay? did you it your head? do you need to go to the doctor?” laughing, you squish his cheeks in your hands. “no, silly, it was like a metaphor. it means that you’re my world, not a world.” beel is quiet for a moment. “oh! i see what you mean now. well, in that case, i guess i can hold the whole world -no, all of them- in my hands too!” he cups your cheeks, smiling at you sweetly, and you can’t help but grin back.

➳ belphie rolls his eyes, acting unaffected, but really, he wants to melt. you’re insinuating he’s your world! he knew he was important to you, but this important? you watch in amusement as he tries to push down the flattered and embarrassed feelings, and he definitely isn’t as successful as he thinks he is, as you can feel his cheeks heat up and see him swallowing his words down. it’s cute, and he’s cute, and when you tell him that, then he’s really unable to keep the blush off of his face.

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[ohmykazuha]

kissing them, and their reactions

♡ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: itto, childe, zhongli, diluc, xiao, kaeya, scaramouche, thoma x gn!reader

♡ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fluff <3

♡ 𝐚/𝐧: this took me so so so long <3 | like/rb if you liked this!

ITTO is super blushy! head in hands, his hands act like a shield for the vulnerability he feels. it's so soft, and so sweet at the same time! it's genuinely adorable. i think he's a rather cuddly guy, even though he protests – he'd simply melt into your arms. itto likes your kisses a lot, but he might have to bend down or he'd carry you just so that you could kiss him. he's rather tall, right? you could punch him in the stomach to make him double over for you to kiss him XD

ZHONGLI is a tad embarrassed. but he thinks it's adorable, and he lets you kiss him all the time. you usually have to tip-toe because he's so tall, or he'd bend down just for you. zhongli loves your kisses, and you kiss you right back without hesitation. how could he be embarrassed when it was his perfect lover that was kissing him? he definitely holds your hand or something and swings it right after. it's very cute.

CHILDE is grinning like a madman; he's so in love with you! he leans over to kiss you back as well, then brings you into a soft hug. he loves all your kisses and physical touches – anything to do with you makes him happy. he's like an excited puppy, wagging his tail for more! it's quite adorable and silly how he's down for kisses all the time, if i'm being honest. it's cute. he's also rather tall, so he might need to bend down for you!

DILUC is embarrassed, but he would ask for more! he actually does likes it, but he wouldn't openly admit... it might take a few more kisses to get him to admit it. diluc genuinely likes your touch, he's soft for it! he'd bend down and tap his cheek, signalling you to give him a kiss, or he would lay his head on your shoulder to hint at the physical touch he needs. it's quite cute to be honest. he can melt at your touch. also, don't tell kaeya – this man can be snuggly when he wants to.

KAEYA leans down for more. he taps his cheek, asking for more kisses as you laugh and oblige. he cuddles you right after, snuggling into his precious lover. he loves and soaks up every bit of your touch, and would probably hold your hand and swing it around or something. it's very endearing to see him act.. looser, in a sense. there's a quiet contentment within his eyes, a look so soft you kiss him over and over again. very cute, very recommended.

XIAO is embarrassed, and he looks away – but he longs for more of your touch. you can see it. he's like a little cat, snuggly, but would never admit it! it's cute. he hints to you about wanting the kisses again, a soft blush forming on his face. he melts into your arms quietly, soaking up all the affection he can get from you. of course, you notice it right away, and you're more than willing to give him the affection he needs and wants. that's what lovers are for, anyway.

SCARAMOUCHE is... well... do i even have to say it? XD scaramouche is embarrassed! he shies away, but seeing your crestfallen face... he inches a liiiiiittle closer. just a teensy, little, insignificant amount that in no way shows that he wants your kisses. nope, zilch, nada. he hints to you as well, but it's not that obvious. you know he wants it, but you gotta make him work for it, yknow? he ends up blushing and asking for it anyways. very cute. would cuddle you right after!

THOMA blushes a lot, but he's absolutely okay with it! he loves every bit of your touch, anyways. he leans in to get more, and you oblige, peppering his face with kisses. it's actually very cute. please give him more and more kisses each day. i think thoma would be one to very not-subtly hint to you that he wants it >< he's very sweet about it as well! kind of lays his head on your shoulder, or presses his cheek against yours. they're all small gestures, but you get the hint, and he gets what he wants. XD

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[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hello I saw your post with the Roxy having a lost child that got me thinking what if chica has a lost child as well.Maybe the child wanted to meet chica in person in the pizzaplex but couldn’t because of money issues so they hid until after hours and went looking for her.

They would probably meet her when the child got hungry and went to look for food like in the kitchen.And possibly the child getting excited to see her and mentions to wanting to share their food with her when catching her eating garbage sadly knowing how it feels to not eat good food due to money issues??

Also they wear a pink shirt with glittery hair clips having big white frame glasses with cheap white and pink make shift jewelry holding a white chicken plushie that has little handmade clothes and accessories to resemble her ???

Not really good with this one maybe you can think of something better??? IDK

Oh this is FAR too cute to pass up...I think I wanna make this a little series haha. If ya'll get anymore ideas with Monty or Freddy or hell even DJ Music Man I'd love to hear them! Doesn't matter if they're plot-centered or not (ie this fic is set prior to SB's events).

.......

Every so often you'd find yourself drawn back to Rockstar Row, hoping to see the face of your favorite Mega Pizzaplex star: Glamrock Chica.

But sadly the pink room with a single window looking in remained empty. Her instrument was abandoned on the sofa, and it only made you frown as you wondered where she could have gone if she wasn't practicing.

Still you didn't give up hope. Though you didn't realize how truly alone you were until now, after the doors closed for the night and wouldn't reopen until 6AM. You can only imagine what this place must've looked like when it was open during the day, with families and children running amok.

The truth was, this was your first time inside the mall. You've always had to admire it from the outside, as financial struggles in your family made it difficult to visit such fun places.

This one certainly wasn't on the table. "We can't waste our money there, [y/n]. We need it for more important things like food and clothing and doctor visits. Do you understand?" Your family said after you casually mentioned Mega Pizzaplex's grand opening.

Of course, it was probably silly to ask them that. But it didn't hurt any less hearing that nearly every kid in town went here, and you had to lie so they didn't make fun of you.

Though now you understood what they were talking about. This place rocks! You didn't anticipate it being huge. You would've lost your way had a Mapbot not surprised you with a free map, so you pulled it out and took a look at it, wondering where to go from here.

The white chicken plushie that you dolled-up to resemble Chica was tucked under your arm as you read the map. You then felt your stomach growling a little, and you decided simple snacks won't do. You've been using magnets to scramble the vending machines so you didn't have to scour for quarters.

But you could definitely go for a proper meal. Like a pizza.

'Wait..Chica always advertises food...maybe she's at the kitchen!' You thought with a smile, before you ventured to the atrium where most of the popular attractions and restaurants were.

You saw places like El Chip and Bonnie Bowl on the floors above, but none of them seemed fitting for Chica. So after carefully maneuvering past the STAFF security bots, and getting lost several times in the vents, you arrived "behind the scenes" of the mall and found the red double doors with a sizzling pan icon on the wall.

Of course, it didn't say "kitchen" in bright neon letters, and this place was more dull and dreary than you expected. But judging from the munching sounds you heard on the other side, you knew you were right where you wanted to be.

After dusting yourself off, you prepared to meet her, hoping to share a pizza with her if possible, as you gently pushed the door open.

And you finally saw the glamorous chicken you've come to adore..

Eating...garbage?

Sure enough, there she was--shoveling old food and plastic wrappers into her beak like it was the last supper. She seemed to take delight in this "meal", as she continued happily munching on the trash, ignoring everything around her.

Despite being surprised she was acting this way, you weren't shocked nor disgusted.

After all, you could understand the need to pick through trash, relying on leftovers and other people's food scraps to sustain yourself. It was far from unhealthy, but you were used to it. It's been your way of living and getting whatever nutrients you needed. You even searched through those same dumpsters to make jewelry for yourself, like the glittery clips in your hair and plastic bracelets on your wrists.

Considering that, being able to visit this place and afford real tasty food was something you only thought was possible in dreams.

You never would've expected to see Chica, a literal robot celebrity, doing the same thing you've been doing for years.

Did they not feed her enough here? Or was the food not as great as everyone says? Or maybe the pressures of singing got to her?

As you thought about why she'd resort to eating trash, the door unknowingly squeaked shut and you tensed up.

The sudden noise made her cease all movements. Then, much like an owl, she swiveled her head around 180 degrees and saw you standing there.

You hugged your chicken tightly, frozen like a deer in headlights as she stood up and turned her body, her head shifting back into its normal place with a click. "This area is off-limits!" She warned, approaching you, though as she realized you (and your plush) were dressed like her, she stopped and gazed at you in wonder.

"Little chick..you look...so lovely! What adorable glasses!" She smiled, taking the wing of your chicken and shaking it. Though she frowned slightly, her friendly demeanor faltering quickly. "But what are you doing back here? Especially after hours?"

"I-I..I got locked in." You told her, not wanting to be afraid. "But I just wanted to meet you!"

Chica got down on both knees and tilted her head, a frown resting on her beak. "I haven't seen you before. What's your name, sweetie?"

"[Y/n], I'm..probably the only kid in town who hasn't seen you in-person. I can't really..a-afford to come here." You looked down at your shoes in shame, hugging the chicken plushie. This was definitely not how you wanted your first meeting with your idol to go. She was probably mad at you for trespassing. "So I..I stayed after closing."

"[Y/n], you should know better." She tutted, shaking her head. "No matter the reason, nobody should wander back here where it's so dark and dirty and full of rats and...trash...mmm..delicious trash...."

"Uh..Chica?" You looked up, eyebrows furrowed in confusion at her strange behavior.

"H-H-Huh?" Suddenly her head twitched as she made a bwak-like noise, holding the sides of her face before seemingly coming back to her senses. "I'm sorry..I...our friendly security STAFF will escort you out-"

"No, no. It's okay. I don't judge you for liking trash." Putting your plush in your pocket, you reached up to put your smaller hands over her plastic ones. "I...know what it's like to not always have good food. Sometimes trash is all I have for a few days, or a week..maybe longer. But I understand the struggle, Chica. It's okay."

Chica blinked with surprise, before her shoulders relaxed a bit. She knew very well nobody was happy with her new "eating habits", especially after that Monty Mystery Mix made her go haywire. But she wouldn't dare tell you that...she felt guilty enough for scaring you.

She definitely felt like something was wrong with her, though for now she didn't want to put that burden on you. You've gone through enough trouble trying to find her--and put great effort into your choice of fashion--so all she wanted to do was treat you like a superstar, as every kid who met her deserves to feel.

Being caught in a dirty kitchen eating filth wasn't exactly the best first impression, but you seemed to understand and have empathy for her. And for that she was grateful. She couldn't imagine what would happen if another child caught her like this.

"Oh, sweetie..that means a lot to me. Now I can't send you home on an empty stomach, can I?" She stood up, gesturing to a nearby bot dressed in a chef's outfit, explaining to you how pizzas are crafted virtually and delivered on time.

Since the machines were still working, she took you to the kitchen office where the Pizzabot's controls were, holding your hand so you didn't get lost. The Security bots who patrolling the area seemed confused about whether to sound the alarm or not.

In the end, you got to enjoy a delicious pizza with your favorite Glamrock.

You both agreed this was definitely more satisfying than leftovers.

[myonepiece]

Hey! Hope you are having a great week!

I just made Tumblr and already fell in love with your writing! so engaging!

I don't know if I can make this request, but I would love to try it! And in case, that's okay with you, I'd love to see the mini scenario where kid, Law and Ace have the silly habit of playing with women's breasts when they're angry and hurt.

thanks for the time! Have a great year! ✧◝ (⁰▿⁰) ◜✧

Playing with S/O’s ✨boobiés✨ when they’re (character) angry

W/ Kid, Law, and Ace

Thank you!! 💞💗

Warnings: excessive use of “tiddies” and “boobies”because I love those words, mentions of sex

-He was actually flustered asf when you first suggested the idea, you knew how much he liked your tiddies because of your nsfw time in bed

-But he started squishing the soft mounds and he got used to it after a few minutes

-He’s pretty quiet when he does it, and it’s not like rough, like how he does it during seggs, he’s actually pretty gentle and soft about it

-It’s kind of like a baby playing with their mom’s breasts when they’re being breastfed FBSJFBSKD THATS SO CUTE, not the baby, Eustass 😌

-He does it regularly after the first few times, the first few times you’d grab his hand and just place it on your chest and he’d look at you like 😡, then start squishing em and then he’s fine

-Usually he stares at them because he finds the way they squish tantalizing and interesting

-Now when he’s mad and you’re near him he’ll either pull you to his chest back hugging you, and he’ll keep one arm around your waist and the other hand stays on your boobie (booby?) while his chin rests on your head or shoulder

-Or you can straddle his lap and he’ll play with both of your tiddies while he vents, and he’s pouting the whole time and it’s adorable, he also like putting his he’s done your chest and hugging you

-Killer is very thankful you’ve figured out a way to tame Kid and is equally entranced by the solution 🤭

-He was very confused, and you’d never seen him blush more

-He was slow and hesitant at first because he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, and he was still trying to grasp 😉😉 the situation

-He does it a surprising amount, you’ve unlocked something

-He loves spooning and fondling your boobies it really comforts him, and sitting at his desk while he works and you just stand there beside his chair like 🧍🏻‍♀️ while one of his hands grabs at your chest

-He’s gentle usually but sometimes he’ll squeeze hard to see you jump, he chuckles and apologizes after 😩🥰

-Omg whenever he does it even when he’s not angry, and it’s not seggc time, he instinct lay starts venting and opening up to you about something bothering him

-He likes kissing them too

-One time Penguin and Shachi walked in on him groping your boobies and Law stopped mid-vent and glared at them with face looking like 🛑 they were jealous,, “LUCKYYY”,, you’d never seen them run so fast ;-;

-Mommy issues

-Also flustered, but like >:3 flustered, his hand stays frozen on your boob for a second before he gives a single squeeze, then freezes again, then squeezes again, and it goes on like that for a minutes

-He’ll randomly go into your room and throw himself at you, hand going up to your boob and squeezing it while he complains about something

-He’ll also grab your boob in front of the crew without a single shred of shame or embarrassment, just keeps his hand there until you or someone else slaps it away

-He likes having you straddle his lap and he burries his face in your chest while one has holds your waist and the other plays with one of your boobies, and he looks up at you pouting with his cheeks pressed against your boobs and he’s so freaking cute

-I cannot stress how much he does it in front of the crew, it’ll be dinner and everyone is eating together and he’ll pull you into his lap with one hand flying to simply hold your boob and give it a squeeze every few minutes while he eats with his free hand

-It becomes like a comfort “item”, like a plushy or fidget toy

[eltonandbernie]