#i JUST made a drabble tag so i kinda wanna do a drabble

[angelicpoison12]

sugary sweet ✧˖°.

just a silly aftercare moment with Adam, but he gets his feelings hurt a little

word count: 664

tags: drabble, Adam drabble, Adam being Adam, suggestive (at the end), Adam is butthurt over being called a 'big back', discussion of animals, tooth rotting fluff, pillowy comfort, SFW, MFA, gn!reader, no pronouns used on r, no use of y/n, Adam is a crybaby

SFW ✦

“if you were an animal, what do you think you’d be?” 

you asked Adam one night, your bare bodies entangled in the cotton sheets. He thought for a second.  “fuck, babe. can't you be like any other bitch i've banged and just ask dumb questions?”  you laughed at that, and asked,  “and what kind of questions are those exactly?”  “shit, i dunno.. favorite color? favorite food? dumb stuff that can be asked over and over again, and it’ll be different every time. i mean, my answers never change, but that’s because i’m cool.”  “it’s because you’re a nerd,”  you remarked with a smirk, nuzzling your nose into his neck affectionately. he groaned and rolled his eyes. finally, he answered your question. 

“i’d probably be an eagle, or maybe a peacock. i don't fucking know, just something that looks badass.” 

you honestly should’ve expected such an answer from Adam, but it still made you giggle, even if he wasn’t trying to be funny.  “now you. you can’t just ask me a question without me turning it around on you, babe.”  Adam remarked with a smirk, pressing a (surprisingly) tender kiss to your forehead.  “hm.. i’m not sure, actually. i’ll let you choose one for me.”  “in that case, a bunny.”  “and why a bunny?”  you asked, sitting up to face Adam properly. he had his cheek against his elbow, propped up against his pillow, gazing up at you lovingly. Adam always looked at you like you were his deity.  

“because you’re just.. small. so much smaller than me. and you’re cute, as well. you've got such pretty, innocent eyes, too.”  Adam hummed, sitting up to cup your face, kissing your jaw, then your cheek, his lips lingering as he whispered,  “.. and you’re always so excited when i come around. i want you to be my little bunny forever,”  Adam said. he pulled you close, your chests pressing together, his large, calloused hands from playing the guitar, making their way over your back and shoulders.  “i’m never lettin’ you go, baby. I promise.” 

in the midst of the gentle atmosphere, you nestled into Adam, enjoying his warmth. then you smirked as you said,  “i don’t know, Adam. I can’t see you as something like an eagle or peacock.. maybe a cute little piglet.” 

that made Adam stop dead in his tracks. 

“a fucking pig? why, babe? are you calling me fat?”  he retorted, crossing his arms and pouting like a child. you howled with laughter, trying to calm down to explain yourself. 

“no, no! not at all, Adam! pigs are cute! they’re big and strong, plus they’re loud, they’ve got flair sometimes, and uh..”  you trailed off, but you couldn’t hold in your laughter when you saw how red Adam’s face was. 

“first, Lute calls me a ‘big back’ at work, now-”  “she called you a what?!”  You were nearly crying from how hard you were laughing now, both arms around your belly. All Adam did was cross his arms again, pouting once more.  “A fucking-a ‘big back’, whatever the fuck that means!”  “oh my god... babe, she’s kinda right.”  “you’re so mean!”  Adam wailed. y'know, for someone being as huge in general as Adam, he was the biggest whiner and crybaby you knew. 

“aw, Adam.. you know i didn’t mean any of that, right?”  you said, gently cupping his face to kiss his lips.  “you didn’t..?”  Adam asked weakly. you didn’t mean to genuinely hurt his feelings, so the sight of him being so vulnerable was making your heart ache.  “yes.. i didn’t mean it at all, i promise. i was just joking around.”  “promise?”  "i promise.” 

Adam kissed you, humming as you pulled him closer, allowing you to roll on top of him.  “so.. wanna go again?”  Adam asked you with a smirk. you chuckled and nodded.  “hell yeah. just let me get some water, okay?”  “why not just drink my cum? it’s got way more vitamins than water,”  “.. why did I get with you again?”  "because you fell in love with my face, duh. now c'mere, this 'big back' needs to blow your back out."

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

my sweet little snowflake buddies!

@6esiree , @frxstwalker

[i-smoke-chapstick]

Can I just have a small bit of headcanons or a Drabble on your pick of multi Gotham boys and their hands? Like I dunno if this is weird or not but kinda like just a dive down on what their hands feel like, who’s are soft and who’s are rough, who has vein hands, who has calloused hands. Just that kind of stuff please?🙏🤭🥺 (reason being of a specific hand edit I saw on tiktok 💀, also don’t feel obligated to do this if you don’t wanna. I completely understand.)

'FLESH, [hand! hcs]

-GOTHAM!VILLAINS X READER-

⋆ Characters ↬ Oswald Cobblepot, Victor Zsasz, Jonathan Crane

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; gotham villains and how they use their hands on reader ;)

⋆ tags/warnings. GOTHAM!villains x female reader. Not pure porn but smut. Suggestive. Might be the most vanilla thing i've written? but I love this request so much and I AM A SLUT for these men. Canon typical violence for Victor, Oswald getting a little rough ;)

𝛰𝑆𝑊𝐴𝐿𝐷 𝐶𝛰𝐵𝐵𝐿𝐸𝑃𝛰𝑇

♫ “This is just my way of unleashing the feelings deep inside of me.” Flesh by Simon Curtis

I know what you're thinking.

Oswald's hands? Out of every Gotham man I could've chosen???

YES. YES OSWALD'S HANDS. Have you seen this mans HANDS? Whether they are on a knife, or in those red gloves, or if he's leaning forward on them? All predatory like...

Not to mention...the VEINS. In almost every scene I've seen of this man? His hands are VEINY. Skinny bird man is not living up to that penguin stereotype, especially not in the earlier seasons.

God- just the way he stirs the wine glass or glass of brandy. Yeah. He's thinking and wishing it was your thighs he was holding, staring into the golden swirls.

The man has some issues with being nervous during sex, but when he lets loose he lets LOOSE. And he becomes feral, desperate, grinding and PAWING for every part of you he can kiss and hold and worship.

C'mon. We see the way he grips that cane of his. The way he holds the custom made knife. The way he gets his knuckles all bloody from hitting Fish or doing his own dirty work in season 1.

Also...going back to those red gloves of his. Could you imagine? Him making you grind yourself into the palm of his hand, watching you, mesmerized at the feeling of skin on leather.

He just wants to watch you writhe from pleasure. His little true love all needy for him and his hands. Gah.

He's so flustered, by the way, if you tell him you like his hands. He's sputtering, and asking why, but that little cheeky (and villainous mastermind) part of him is making a note to use them even more.

"You-," He says with a bit of an unbelieving smile, brows furrowed, voice wavering before his face turns to a look of complete shock, "You want me to what?"

Don't get him wrong, he's listening intently to your wishes, he just looks like he's seen a ghost at your vulgarity. He's not used to being wanted.

𝑉𝐼𝐶𝑇𝛰𝑅 𝑍𝑆𝐴𝑆𝑍

♫ “You can dominate the game 'cause I'm tough / This spark of black that I seem to love.” Flesh by Simon Curtis

This man might have the most iconic hands out of EVERYONE on this list.

I mean, c'mon now. When you think of leather-clad knuckle-less gloves, who do you think of?

The man, the myth, the legend himself. Victor Zsasz has the hands of a working man and he likes to use them.

These are the same hands he carries his guns in, the same trigger finger that will pump inside you while you mewl around him.

In all seriousness, though, he LOVES his hands too. They are his favorite part of his body. Without his hands, what would he be able to do? He's skilled with them. Pleasuring you with them is no different.

They are slightly calloused from the sharp edges of the guns he holds, but he's learned to use his gloves to protect them. Regardless, the old scars and marks from when he was just a boy playing with a tec-9 still remain.

Also, he canonically wears rings when we first see him in the show. Yeah, he's using that to his advantage.

You'll feel the cold metal as he drags a finger along your spine, watching you shiver. He'll do that lazy side-smirk, breathing heavily as he watches you arch up into him just from a touch.

Don't tell him you love his hands. Please, for the sake of the zsaszettes having to suffer a total EGO trip. He's taking it in stride.

But if you do happen to mention it...he's bragging about it.

Every time he gets complimented on a nice shot, he's bring you up.

I can imagine him holding someone hostage, whether its Jim or someone else. He notices them staring at the gun in his hand, full of fear, and he'll look flattered.

"Oh? Are you staring at my hands? Sorry, I'm taken." He's mentioning, off-hand, to the rando he's kidnapped. It doesn't matter if the hostage is a full on 50 year old man. "My girlfriend says she loves my hands. Y'know, life's work, and all that."

𝐽𝛰𝑁𝐴𝑇𝐻𝐴𝑁 𝐶𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐸

♫ “This is not the way into my heart, into my head. / Into my brain, into none of the above.” Flesh by Simon Curtis

Okay, maybe i’m just a monster fucker, but HEAR ME OUT!!

Uncut nails behind those talons of his on his costume. On or off.

Sometimes, he’ll be fully clothed, drawing scratch-marks into your skin, lowly humming in pleasure. That little spark of fear in your eyes when he draaaaaags down just right makes him go crazy.

He can’t help it. You’re his armeggedon, his muse, his savior all in one. The remedy to his madness…and you get all worked up from just a touch. It strokes his ego, like Victor, but he’s quieter about it.

Dirt beneath his fingernails, callouses and blisters from working with those damned poisons. He’s suffered a chemical burn or two, and you’ll see the small circle scars on his knuckles.

You’re like his personal test subject. He likes to study you- watch your expressions when he glides his nails down your skin, almost touching you- but not quite.

Surprisingly a tease when he finds out. He’s nonchalant. He won’t let you see the sheer arousal simmering beneath the surface.

But boy, it’s there. His heavy breathing. It affects him just as much as it effects you. The chill down your back, the shivers left in his wake. He takes his time edging playing with you.

You might need to ask him to cut them lowkey because they can be kinda painful when he’s fingering you. Or…if you’re into that little sting of pain while his tongue massages your clit through his mask.

He doesn’t talk much, but when he does, it’s filthy.

“There you go, little mouse. You like it, don’t you?” He pauses, in thought, while you grind for friction like a cat in heat against his finger tips. “I wonder…where I should sink my claws into you next?”

That damned deep voice of his…the subtle curl of his fingers inside you. Before you know it, he’s pumping in and out, trying to elicit the most vulgar reactions from you. He can’t help it. For a man who prides himself on control…he looses it all when he’s with you.

[raitonsfw]

𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊'𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚢 | 𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚞𝚢𝚊

synopsis: He was a mama’s boy, through and through– in more ways than one. 

warnings: 18+ mdni, fem!reader, smut, mommy kink, dom!reader (kinda), sub!chuuya (again, kinda), cunnilingus, blowjob (while he's on the phone with his mother), chuuya’s obsessed, just a tiny drabble.

a/n: im so sorry, i honestly know nothing of stormbringer and all the light novels so i have no idea what his actual family relations are. just pretend ig! im currently still obsessing over soukoku in the main manga and anime, ill get into the actual lore of chuuya soonish so he’s not so ooc. wc; 500ish. m.list

divider credit: @benkeibear

You knew Chuuya put up a front. He’d puff out his chest in the midst of enemies when he was with you in public and sneer at them if they made the wrong move, threatening to pull his gun on them. You watched him as his ego soared outside, at the bar with his Mafia members, yours boosting as well when it came to the night. Because you knew who he really was, seen that vulnerable side of him; behind closed doors, that man was begging on his knees in the middle of the room like the whore that he was. 

When he wasn’t out shielding his face with a stereotypical mask, he was stuck underneath your heel, nearly kissing the floor as you demanded the most of him. He worshipped you like a goddess, as if the straps of Greek mythology held you hostage and brought you to him. A deity of some sort, higher than the clouds that held Mount Olympus, he begged for his Aphrodite. Begged for her– you to touch him, his cock dripping against the fluffy carpet it hovered over. 

He’d whine as you stood over him, harshly pushing his face and his greedy tongue into the swell of your cunt. He’d lap up your wetness eagerly, the mess of it sticking to his face and damn near almost drowns in it. And while he’s doing that, he’d whimper into you, ‘please and thank yous’ with ‘fuck, mommy’ barely coming out as you grinded against his mouth. By the end of it, you would be cumming in waves on his face and a new carpet would be the first thing on your mind because Chuuya had busted all over it halfway through eating you out. 

And some days, your boy would call his own mama, his voice cracking a few times as you worked your pink tongue around his thick cock. The hand that wasn’t preoccupied with his phone would fly to your hair as you swallowed around him, saliva dribbling from the corners of your mouth and down his cock. Chuuya would babble on and on about nonsense, barely able to concentrate when you were sucking the soul out of him. He'd lose his train of thought, his sentence trailing off, and you’d listen to his mother scold him over the phone for losing his place in his over-elaborated story.

He’d have to call her back though to apologize as he’d hang up without so much as a goodbye teetering from his lips, his entire mind foggy from the pleasure you instilled in him. Whines would leak from his mouth in hushed intervals, ‘fuck, right there, please, keep going…’ and he’d push your head down further, making you choke and gag on his cock, thrusting up into the tight heat of your mouth. Chuuya isn’t particularly forceful, he could never do that to you, to his mommy, and he’d shoot his load down your throat, right then and there as he thought about what you could do to him when he eventually scolded you about the phone call bit. But he wouldn’t be mean about it, of course. 

He was a mama’s boy, through and through.

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extra a/n: part 2 coming soon!

[dnastars13]

Can you write a nagi fic where he kinda is obsessed with readers chest and is just soo clingy.

☙↟𝑺𝒚𝒑𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒔 : Nagi's girlfriend has big tits and he loves it.

Tags : Footballer!Nagi x gf!reader, reader has push up bras, reader has big boobs. Nagi gets a hard on.. nagi is a warning himself.

"Seiii, get off of mee" "hush baby lemme sleep-"

I sighed as I felt his face nuzzle into my chest, My face getting red and flustered.

It wasn't a surprise that nagi liked my boobs. But everytime we sleep together, he's made it his desicion to take my bra off and sleep on my tits. It's not like I minded him doing so. It's just that he was so.. blant about it. He'd often suck on them to sleep faster and it made me all the more flustered.

"Seishiro.." I called out, quietly.

"Huh?" He asked, moving his sleepy eyes onto me as he rested his chin between my tits.

My face became red at his nonchalant act. Ofcourse he acts like it's no big deal that he's basically using my tits as a pillow.

"I need to get to school sei.. we can cuddle later. Doesn't reo wanna meet you?" I asked holding his cheeks in my palms as he tried to nuzzle into my boobs.

"Reo can wait, I wanna sleep on them" he said sighing into my chest as my breath hitched and cheeks hued red.

I sighed trying to not blush. I slowly got up on my elbows. I looked at nagi's snow white hair and patted it, letting my hand run through his hair.

He wrapped his hands around my waist, burying his face deeper in my chest.

Ahh so soft.. so warm.. he thought to himself, breathing in your scent.

Oh how you loved nagi's teasing and how he looked acting like he didn't know what he was doing to you.

Just a small blue lock drabble bcs you guys wanted some blue lock fics <3

[makoodles]

Soooo I dunno if ur up for it but can we get a continuation of the baby fever thing where tsu'tey and s/o adopt spider but now it's in the future kinda like pre avatar 2 where spider is a teenager. Nothing angsty I just wanna read how Tsu'tey teaches spider things and spider calls him dad and spider finally getting that family love (I would literally die for this little boy I- *explodes*)

this is called having no self control btw! this was meant to be a 500 word drabble lol, but since you all love dad!tsu'tey so much, here we go!

continuation of baby fever

part one

pairing: tsu'tey x human fem reader

word count: 1.8k

warnings: none!

tags: fluff, dad!tsu'tey, adopted spider, pregnancy mention

"Dad, you're drawing them on crooked!" Spider complains, leaning away from his hands.

Tsu'tey frowns, looking down at his work. "They are not crooked."

"They are! Look!"

The stripes that Tsu'tey has painted onto Spider's fragile human skin upon his insistence do not looked crooked to Tsu'tey's eye, but he squints closer at them anyway.

"They look fine to me, maitan." He says with a sigh, dipping his fingers back into the paint dye and finishing up on the last stripe he had been working on. "Look at my stripes - they are not perfectly even."

Spider grumbles, but goes quiet as he darts a look at Tsu'tey's stripes. Seeing proof that Tsu'tey's stripes are not perfectly symmetrical seems to be enough to soothe him, at least for the moment.

When the kelku entrance rustles, Tsu'tey does not need to turn around to know that it's you. He knows you by the sound of your footsteps and the way your hands coast so softly over the broad expanse of his shoulders.

"Hello, boys," You murmur, leaning in to press a kiss to Tsu'tey's cheek. His ears twitch happily, and you move back to avoid getting hit with one, "Oh, Spider. The stripes again? That stuff is so hard to wash off-"

"That's the point, ma." He says, craning his head around to look at you. "I want it to last. I'm faster when I've got the stripes."

"Finished." Tsu'tey murmurs, clasping his son's shoulder before pushing himself to his feet.

Spider stands too, and Tsu'tey looks down at him thoughtfully. The stripes are a little jagged, though there's no way that Tsu'tey will ever admit that. More than anything, his attention catches on how grown Spider has become. He is still small, only reaching Tsu'tey's navel, but he has grown taller than you. His shoulders have broadened, growing thick with muscle from his long days running and playing with Na'vi children. It has always been more difficult for him to keep up, but the result of his tenacity is the impressively defined musculature at such a young age.

"We are going fishing, yawntutsyìp." Tsu'tey says to you, leaning down to kiss your forehead. "We will be back soon."

"I'll catch you a big one, ma." Spider adds, pushing masked face into your neck in a hug before bouncing away.

"Did you see!" Spider is still enthusing about his catch the whole walk back to the village.

"I saw." Tsu'tey confirms. The woven basket with their catch is slung over his shoulder, and a content sort of smirk is playing around his mouth as he watches Spider bounce over the tree roots.

"It was huge, and I nearly missed it but then I managed to hit it right as it darted out from behind those big rocks-"

"It was very impressive." Tsu'tey intones, reaching out to ruffle at Spider's hair.

Spider is still grinning, flying high on the success of his mini hunt. "I told you that the stripes made me faster!"

Tsu'tey lets out a rumbly sort of laugh, letting his hand drop from the top of Spider's head to the back of his neck and letting it rest there. His son is growing older, becoming a man, and yet he is still so small under Tsu'tey's hands. He feels a flare of vicious protectiveness deep in his chest, but that's nothing new.

"It was a very good catch, maitan." He murmurs, squeezing lightly at Spider's shoulders.

Spider looks down at his feet as he skips over another exposed tree root. "Do you think I'll be a good hunter?"

Tsu'tey tilts his head, and catches at Spider's bicep as he slips on moss. Once he is sure that he's stable on his feet, he releases his arm and pats him on the back.

"Yes. You have a good teacher." He bares his teeth at Spider in a grin, and gets a little smile in return. "But even if your talents do not lie in hunting, that will be okay. No matter what your skills are, I will be proud of you, my boy."

Spider's cheeks redden, but he smiles back all the same. The corners of his eyes crinkle just like yours do, and Tsu'tey's heart swells at the similarity between the two of you. His precious little family.

When they enter the village, you're waiting by one of the cookfires. You're fiddling with a couple of beads, and Tsu'tey recognises that you're weaving together a hair decoration.

"Yawntu," Tsu'tey calls as he approaches with Spider at his hip. "Look at what our son caught."

Spider takes the basket from him and bounds forward, grinning wide behind his mask as he proffers it at you. You make a big show of oohing and ahhing as you look into the basket, looking very impressed indeed.

"What big fish," You say. "These could feed the whole village for days!"

It had taken Tsu'tey quite some time to learn how to read the body language of Sky People, but even he can see how pleased Spider is. If he had a tail, it would be swishing wildly.

"I'm gonna go show Lo'ak." Spider says with a grin. "He couldn't catch anything yesterday! Jake isn't as good a teacher, I guess."

"Spider." You scold, giving him a look.

"Go, show Lo'ak." Tsu'tey encourages. "Make sure that Jakesully sees too. Show him that my son is a fine hunter."

"Tsu'tey!" You chide, delivering a smack to his thigh.

Spider just laughs, before taking the woven basket and running with it deeper into the village towards the Sully's kelku. Tsu'tey watches him go, before turning to you with a smug little grin.

"Ma'yawntutsyìp," He murmurs, leaning forward and pressing his forehead into yours. "He did well. He is growing skilled."

You cup the back of his head with one hand, scratch at his head with your little fingers. He lets his eyes slide shut lazily as he enjoys the feeling of your warm body so close to his after a hunt. He drops his head further into the cradle between your shoulder and neck and nuzzles there.

"I do not like him hanging around with Jakesully's children," He murmurs, his voice muffled in your throat. "There are many other children in the village."

"Oh stop," You mumble, your fingers massaging at his scalp, "They’re good kids."

"Neteyam is like Neytiri. Sensible." He grunts into your skin. "But Lo’ak is like Jakesully. He will get Spider into trouble."

"Oh, Tsu'tey." You sigh in that way you usually do when you think he's being dense. "They're both good kids. Besides, he's not really going to show Lo'ak anyway. He's going to show Kiri."

His brow furrows. "Kiri? She has no interest in fishing."

You sigh again, although this time you seem a little more amused. "I seem to remember you showing off your fishing skills to me when we were younger, hm?"

"That was different," He says dismissively. "I was courting you. That was my way of expressing interest, of showing you that I am strong."

"Mhm." You say, as though you're waiting for something.

Slowly, Tsu'tey raises his head from where it's buried in your shoulder and squints at you. He's not sure if he's following what you're suggesting.

"You do not think this is the same?" He asks, frowning. "Spider is- he is too young. He cannot be thinking of mating yet-"

"Oh, he isn't." You interrupt with a quick shake of your head. "It's a little crush, love. It's sweet."

But Tsu'tey is frowning, his mind overactive. "Does she- how does Kiri feel? If she does not share his feelings, he will be so disappointed-"

"He isn't going to be proposing anytime soon, relax."

"He needs someone who will value him-"

"Tsu'tey."

He falls quiet, looking into your eyes with a thoughtful little frown. You're looking right back at him, mouth quirked.

"He's a teenager with a crush. Let him be." You murmur, stroking a thumb over one of his pointed ears and making him shiver.

Tsu'tey just grumbles. "He has not told me about a crush."

"Well, I'm sure he will," You say simply. "He's a teenage boy. He's going to be shy about it."

Tsu'tey huffs, and looks down at his hands with a scowl. The thought of his small human boy developing feelings for someone who may not return them makes him feel shifty and aggravated – how is he supposed to protect him from such a thing? It will hurt him so much, and there is nothing that Tsu'tey can do to stop it.

"Stop overthinking." You mutter, nudging against his bicep with your shoulder as you finish tying the hair decoration together. "For all you know, Kiri likes him too and is just shy about it."

Tsu'tey grunts. The thought of Spider, such a small and weak little thing, having his feelings at the mercy of Jakesully's daughter makes him feel a little as though he's losing his mind.

"Hey."

When you nudge him again, he turns to you fully. The beaded hair decoration in your hands is finished, all red beads and golden yellow feathers. You hold it up, eyes bright.

"I made this for you." You say, holding it out for him.

Tsu'tey's stern expression softens, and he ducks his head closer to you. "For me? Will you put it on, yawntu?"

Your sweet little face is so bright as you shuffle forward and reach up for his face. Tsu'tey watches you carefully, reaching out to lay his hands against your waist as you wind the beaded decoration around a small section of braids just behind his ear.

"So handsome." You coo at him when it's tucked neatly behind his ear.

Tsu'tey smiles, satisfied. "Thank you."

You sit back and then nestle into him. He opens his arms and accepts you into his side easily, resting his chin over the top of your head contently.

"Our son will be a good hunter." He says, pressing a kiss to the curve of your shoulder. "And a good brother."

His hand lands on the curve of your belly, his thumb smoothing over the swell of it beneath your woven top. You lean into his touch, sighing happily as his other hand massages at the base of your spine.

"I know," You say simply, making a soft noise when he leans down to cup below your belly with his hands, lifting some of the weight up. "You've taught him well."

Pride swells in his chest, and he purrs softly as he presses his face into your neck again. You smell so sweet and comforting, and he inhales contently against your skin.

His small son has grown so strong, and his little mate fits so perfectly into his arms, no matter how large your belly has swollen. His family is so small and weak; he holds you close as his chest rumbles, pleased that he's large and strong enough to protect you all.

[cindol]

Feeling 📯ny for sukuna and gojo so this is the result of it

ryomen sukuna x black fem reader

cw— 3rd person view (she,her pronoun used referring to y/n), then it switches to second person view(you), y/n is 30 and sukuna is 34, gojo is 26, sukuna calls gojo boy as a taunting name, non curse au, y/n and sukuna are married, sukuna is called ryo or kuna as petnames, sukuna wears glasses and reads(🤓👆🏾sukuna core), half of this is crack and fluff, smut, m x f x m, threesome, gojo is kinda a switch here, oral male receiving(head), penetration, porn with plot,

a/n: this was suppose to be a drabble ! but enjoy this longer drabble kinda lol

ೀ tag ﹕@scryarchives

Sukuna knows his wife is attractive and thristed after woman, he knew this even when he met her as a reckless 21 year old man so it didn’t surprise him when young college boys would give her nervous stares or when an errand boy would get distracted when tending to his wife’s flowers and over watering the poor roses while stuck on watching as she walked outside the garden to the pool in a 2 piece bikini and sun hat.

Unlike those immature boys gojo wasn’t like that at all, he’s more confident and put together than any errand boy she had. When he moved in next to her she wanted to give him a nice warm welcome, coming to his front door with a dish of home baked cookies and it was one of the most nervous positions she had been in. The way gojo’s hand brushed on hers then took the dish looking down at her smaller frame with a “thanks” made her wanna jump around in her head mentally.

Any kind gesture the boy satoru gojo did got her all heated up and made her feel like some school girl. When sukuna was off at work and she would need help with house work when she couldn’t do certain things gojo was free to do anything for her. Helping her reach high things or even picking her up so she could reach something high on top of a cabinet, feeling his hands lift her up and squeeze her hips made her feel something down there. All she could do was make a small.“thank you” making gojo chuckle at how shy she got.

Gojo wasn’t innocent at all he knew the effect he could have on women and especially knew how he made y/n feel. He noticed the bashful look on her pretty face and how she would cross her legs while talking to him at his front door step. He liked the gasps and giggles he could pull from her when he said things like,“the big man next to me know your visiting?” or “hubby gonna put me in a choke hold if he finds out your sending me treats like this?”

Gojo reminded sukuna a lot of himself in his young adult years. a reckless mouth, handsome face and charming words it was like looking in a mirror. Something he would give credit to him is not being afraid or faltering against him when he officially met him. He didn’t break his stare or stutter when shaking his larger hand. Just smiling in his face glinting his blue eyes and saying,“I’m finally meeting the lucky man of the baking wife that sends me treats, name is satoru gojo.”

Gojo was shameless never stopping his flirting and games with you even with sukuna present. When you and sukuna decided to invite him over for a dinner it was just a full presentation of what sukuna needed to see to confirm anything he knew or suspected. He watched any movement of hers, the laugh she did at gojo’s jokes how she put her leg over another or clenched them when he would grip his glass of water and groan complimenting the steak she cooked“Taste really good, you got a lucky woman on your hands sukuna, if I had a wife like this she would’ve had like two kids on the way if her cooking is this good.” He had a joking tone it but it was obvious only to sukuna that a lot of his comments had some seriousness under them.

Sukuna just sucked his teeth doing a chuckle.“I’m not some geezer boy, soon enough I’ll be giving her kids of our own.” y/n almost spit her drink out. Hearing how the two talked to each other and even included her in some jokes made her fluster. She would even entertain the idea as a joke too.“no need to be so jealous ryo, you know satoru only will ever have me on weekends.” with a sweet giggle in her voice but at this point it was becoming obvious these little jokes all the three of them were making were starting to become more serious.

It all came to a halt once sukuna pulled gojo aside himself in the hallway for a private talk. He didn’t waste anytime getting to his point of pulling gojo for a chat either.“my wife wants to fuck you.” He said it so casually making gojo cough and tilt his head. Sukuna chuckled at the slight voice crack he heard from the usually cocky white haired boy.“you heard me well and I’m sure you could tell and come to your conclusions at that dinner that she wants the both of us also.”

gojo looked to the right and left and behind him for some sign that this was fake or that he was getting pranked on national television.“are you— are you saying you want me to fuck your wife?” sukuna just sighed.“the offers on the table right now boy, take it or leave.” gojo hummed pretending like he was thinking hard on it rubbing his chin. He made up his mind when he saw the woman in question they were speaking about look so pretty collecting the dishes on the dining table and preparing them to be loaded into the dishwasher.“I’m down for it old man.”

Their advances confused y/n when they put their plan in motion. It made her happy to see her friend or technically crush getting along with her husband she thought he would find satoru a nuisance but they got along well. The two males came near her chuckling as she closed the opening to the dishwasher.”well you both are acting like two peas in a pod, looks like whatever little chat you two had over there worked huh” satoru put a friendly arm around sukuna’s shoulders.”we’re two grown men y/n, plus I had to make friendly with the big guy wouldn’t wanna make his sweet future ex wife angry would I?”

Sukuna knocked him on the back of the head making satoru hiss and hold his own head hissing at the slight pain his strong fist gave him.”in your damn dreams boy, my woman will stay my woman and no playboy’s changing that ain’t that right?” He stared at you for confirmation, it made her gulp when satoru also stared at her.“w-well yes of course ryo baby.” Her slight stutter made her snicker under his breath.“cute.”

It was easy for satoru to tease and pull her in. He pounced when he asked to help her put away leftover and clean everything up that was left over dinner before he left. Closing the fridge after helping her put any last of the food into Tupperware he made a humming sound.“that dinner was delicious, if only I could spend a damn eternity just eating here.”

She snorted a bit covering her mouth.”you’re like a big baby satoru, but not my baby. Don’t know if ryo over there would appreciate having to share a bed with two” she joked pointing to him already at the diner table in his reading glasses his eyes skimming over some thick book in his hands. He would usually be upstairs in his bed doing this with a lit candle but he was here passing time reading listening to their conversation and taking occasional peaks to see if his wife would feed into satoru’s advances just for a fun night.

Satoru made a playful pout.”awe.. mama doesn’t want her boy to stay just one night?” Him calling her that ignited something inside her.”mama bear has to spend her nights with the big meanie, it’s getting real late anyways right? I’m sure you have places to be, girls to woo.” she teased. Gojo looked at his watch then outside seeing how dark it was.”Ah it’s like 7PM right? As long as ‘kuna over there don’t mind me staying for a chat and chill, I don’t mind one bit.” His eyes darted to sukuna for a que from him, he gave a nod but grumble at the nickname but nod.

If y/n knew she would be the main source of enjoyment and lust for two men earlier in the day she would’ve giggled at her fantasizing thought and brushed it off, right now she would’ve heed the warning. It was funny how the three of them ended up from arguing about some chick flick they were watching on the living room couch to sukuna and gojo squishing her and now to flirty innuendos from Gojo and her on the bed on all fours with her husband inside her and gojo’s cock inside her mouth.

Having sukuna’s thick dick stretch her out and his rough hands on her hips and gojo’s stare on her while he thrusted in and out her mouth was so much. It was like they planned this out for her with how in synch the two were handling her body how they saw fit. When sukuna groaned and growled gripping at her hips it resulted in her moaning around gojo’s dick and making him do just the same soft moaning as her gripping her hair and whimpering out a “f-fuck baby… that throat” the whiney he said it in was cute. It was rare for her to see him so flustered with his hair all messy not like his usual flirtatious self.

feeling her giggle on his dick made him make more pathetic moans.”t-this throat shit! Gonna be the death of me if you keep sucking like that baby.” His grip on her hair was loose now just touching at her head, the stare she gave him with her eyes while sucking at him had him almost seeing stars.

As for sukuna he was almost in the same state as him doing growls and groans at the grip of her cunt on his cock, he gripped the back of her hair making her wince.”shit! This fucking pussy gripping me so tight.” Gojo through all his pathetic whines laughed at sukuna’s similar predicament to him.”looks like someone can’t handle the cat” laughing more till he was interrupted by his moans at your throating.

sukuna scoffed just brushing off his teasing and focused his attention on the pussy on his dick. His thrusts started to be more forceful and rushing. The change of pace caught y/n by surprise making her moan on gojo’s dick by surprise.”god can you relax big guy? Gonna make the poor woman choke.” sukuna rolled his eyes still speeding up his pace.”she knows she can handle it, ain’t that right?” He slapped her ass and she made a muffled squeak but nodded.”good girl.” He said it to her like she was a pet or dog yet she always found it sweet.

Gojo shook his head when she went back to focusing on swallowing his dick getting more sloppy and using her hands.”you call her that like she’s a dog.”

“Isn’t she?” he hummed in response.”guess she’s like a cute little cat, always responds so good to commands doesn’t she?” He cooed to her just watching her swallow him up. Her pace started to change and her mouth making more audible sucking sounds on his dick. Soon gojo went quiet then erupted with a yell cumming down her throat. It .caught her by surprise but she came up from his dick and swallowed, for a big effect she then looked at him and showed her tongue clean. He nearly held his own chest and made a unintelligible noise. Even with sukuna beating her poor pussy down she had him nearly crazy at that small action.

Gojo kissed her tasting him on her tongue with her moaning inside his mouth from sukuna’s harsh thrust. She didn’t stop just with gojo, pulling away from him she used her hand to work making him do a confused groan and her making just a smile.”w-what’s—Hmph!- a little foreplay gonna hurt? I’m sure you can still work it even after cumming.” He almost wanted to laugh at her craziness, he thought this was just some sweet neighborly wife but tonight was obviously showing him he’s nothing more than a lustful horny woman.

All that was heard in the room was moans, slapping and flesh against flesh until sukuna erupted inside of her with groan and slap on her ass added with a dick slap on her other cheek too. gojo and y/n were the only two still making weak noises till sukuna spoke.”I know you didn’t just come here just to get tired that quick boy, my woman here desires two men and she’s gonna get what she wants yeah?”

[malleusthehammer]

Hii, could I please request Sasaki, Heracles, Adam and Hades react if child! reader asked for a piggyback ride? I honestly think that would be so cute and wholesome 😭, reader and the character are very close, and I was thinking of reader kinda looking at them as a parental/brotherly figure? (Brotherly for Heracles, because we all know he would be the best brother ever), thank you if you have time to do my request!

AWEEWS YES YES YES THIS IS SO CUTE IM GONNA BAWL OMFG!! this idea is absolutely amazing

Getting a piggyback ride from Sasaki, Hercules, Adam, and Hades!

Warnings: None!! pure fluff :3

Type: Headcanons and drabble

⚔️ Sasaki

You just always thought he was cool!

so of course, you just followed him around

He loves playing with you!

Tag, hide n seek, you name it!

he’s oddly good at hide n seek

This man has taught you so many terms and words you shouldn’t know but ya know

When you ask for a piggyback ride, he absolutely agrees!

You and Sasaki were sitting in a field as usual, resting after a fun-filled day. Sasaki was gently rested against the large oak tree, his eyes closed. The gentle breeze pushed his hair, the grass around him following suit.

His eyes fluttered open as you stood up from your sitting position, standing infront of him in the sun. Your eyes were wide and full of playfulness.

“Mister Sasaki..! Wake up!”

He smiled, sitting up.

“I’m up kid, i’m up.. Are you ready to head back home?”

He watched as you grabbed his hands, trying to pull him off the ground.

“Yes yes! I want a piggyback ride!”

“A piggyback ride? Oh lord, kid..”

He chuckled and stood up, walking over to you. He soon squatted down, waiting for you to hop on his back. He and you laughed and laughed as you rode on his back all the way back home.

💪 Hercules

SILLY

SUPER SILLY

Demi god jungle gym

just let’s you hang from his arms on a daily basis

Hercules was busy walking down the halls of Valhalla, his weapon resting gently on his shoulder. The only noise breaking the silence was the sound of feet hitting tile in a fast manner.

“Herc!! Hercules!!”

The large Demi god stopped in his tracks, looking over his shoulder to see you running towards him. Your bright smile and small legs hurdling towards him. He was quick to turn around, squatting down to your level.

“Hey kid!”

He opened his arms wide, pulling you into a tight hug. Hercules stood up, spinning you around in a circle before setting you down.

“What’re you doin’ here?”

“Miss Hilde told me where to find you!! I haven’t seen you ALL DAY and i miss you!”

He chuckled at your antics, your slugged down, rolling your eyes about how long it had been since you had seen the god. You quickly made ‘up oy’ hands towards Hercules.

“I wanna be with you! Can have a piggy back ride?”

He smiled and nodded, grabbing you swiftly and setting you on his shoulder.

“I know this ain’t a piggyback ride, but it’s just as cool!”

🍎 Adam

Hes already carrying you around

you help him pick fruits!!!

Eve loves you sm omg

Adam walked around Eden with you, you both holding baskets of fruits. You both had been roaming around, feeding animals and having fun in Eden. Adam noticed you getting tired over time, slowly trudging behind him in the fields.

“Hey, you okay little one?”

He looked down at you as you slowly trudged up the hill, your forehead covered in sweat.

“Mhm.. i’m.. im okay..”

Adam waited patiently for you to catch up to him, his hair swaying in the wind. As you met him at the top of the hill, you sat the basket in your hands down. You took a deep breath, sitting down in the grass.

“It’s so hot..”

He blinked at you a couple times, before squatting down next to you.

“We only have a bit longer til we see Eve. Can you make it?”

You slowly looked up at him, your eyes heavy and exhausted. You shook your head, wiping sweat from your brow.

“Can.. Can i have a piggyback ride Mr Adam..?”

He stared at you slightly before obliging. He sat you snugly on his back, carrying you the rest of the way back to the house.

☠️ Hades

Not amused

at all

like he likes you

but he’s not amused by your antics

You had been following Hades around for hours now. Brünhilde had shewed you off, leaving you to wander the halls of Valhalla til you found Hades. He had been ignoring you for the whole time. But he has kept a keen eye on you, always steering away from the gods that may cause you trouble.

After another hour or so, he could see you slowing down behind him.

“Mister… Mister slow down..”

He heard your pleas, his feet stopping completely. He turned to face you, his eyes looking down on you.

“Mm.. as you wish, small one.”

He waited patiently as you caught up with him.

“Mister-“

“Hades. Just Hades.”

He cut you off, kneeling down to match your height.

“Mister Hades- can.. can i have a piggy back ride?”

His brows furrowed slightly, before he slowly nodded. He helped you on his back, then proceed through the halls to helheim.

I LOVED THIS SO MICJNOJ MU HOD ITS SO FITE OSHWWHHSGR SO CUTE IT MADE ME SCREAM THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST!!

[kortsitron]

Spider saviour

✮ PARING Hobie Brown × Gender Neutral! Reader

✮ WARNINGS/TAGS stalking, acrophobia (fear of heights), drabble(?), bad cockney slang ig (I am not British), shy!(?) Hobie

✮ SUMMARY  It seems someone is following you, luckily Hobie notices and won't let anything happen to you

✮ A/N might do part two idk

chalk (chalk farms) - arms

Gregory (Gregory peck) - neck

hunky-dory - alright, fine

boat (boat-race) - face

It was a long day for you. Work, groceries, all of that boring stuff you had to do. But luckily it was all over and you couldn't wait to get home.

But you couldn't.

You've been wandering around London for a while. Because you felt like you've been followed. Wherever you went, there was always this weird man. Always near, always watching your every little move.

At first you thought it was just a silly coincidence, nothing to worry about.

But the longer you wandered, the more afraid you were. You were indeed followed. You didn't want to look back at him, it left an unpleasant shiver down your spine. You felt his eyes on you, a wave of disgust went through your whole body.

You wanted to get home so bad, to get to your safe space, but you were scared he might follow you there. You were in a state of panic. Especially since it was slowly getting dark and the situation could get out of hand really quickly.

You pulled out your phone, calling the first number that was shown in your contacts. You pleaded they were going to answer the phone. You just wanted it to end.

“Please, please, please…” You muttered into the phone. You barely heard your own voice, your heartbeat was so loud in your ears.

Hobie was spraying the wall when he heard your quivering voice, begging that someone would pick up the phone. He then noticed the guy, walking right after you, getting closer and closer.

The spray cans were forgotten, wherever they landed, they were going to be left. Hobie covered his face with his mask, before using his webs to get to you.

Spider-Punk landed right in front of you with a loud thud. You jumped and squeaked, your phone almost fell out of your hand. Hobie immediately apologized for scaring you.

“Didn't mean to scare ya, mate.” He said with his deep, almost hypnotizing voice. His eyes went from your face to the man behind who stopped in his tracks.

“Someone's following ya.” He added, putting his arm around you before you started walking again.

“I-I noticed. I-I tried to call someone, b-but no one is picking u-up the phone. I just… I wanna get home…” Hobie was feeling bad for you, especially when he heard how shaky your voice got. He couldn't just leave you like that.

“Put your chalk* around me Gregory*.” Spider-Punk said without a second thought. You didn't need to be told twice either. You put your arms around his neck like asked.

Hobie felt how fast your heart was beating, compared to his. He bit his lip, kinda glad that you couldn't see his face. He didn't even know you, but he knew he wanted to keep you safe from the moment he heard you plead.

The next thing you felt was a big hand on your waist, it made you feel safe almost instantly. And before you could even melt into his hand, Spider-Punk used his web to pull both of you off the ground.

Hobie felt your arms tightened around his neck momentarily. “You okay?” His hand tightened his grip as a response, only to get you to bury your face in his neck. He quickly understood. Heights.

“Everything's hunky-dory*, mate. Just gimme me your address and I'll take ya there.” His voice sounded softer than before. “I got ya.”

You told him your address, and soon you two were in front of the flat. Your legs were finally back on the ground and you felt relieved. You let go of Spider-Punk, but his hand didn't leave your waist just yet. The grip wasn't even close to being as tight as before, tips of his fingers barely touched your waist. 

Hobie wasn't sure why he kept his hand on you. Maybe it was because of how protective he got of you, he didn't know. He just wanted to stay near you.

“Thank you for the help.” You said with a little blush as he kept his hand on you. “Uh… your hand..”

Hobie took his hand back immediately, looking away. “Apologies.” He folded his arms together on his chest, trying to act cool and like he wasn't getting fluttered. He looked back at you. “I am glad you're safe.”

You gave a shy little nod. You needed some time to calm down from the unpleasant situation, he understood that. He needed some time to himself after tough or tiring days.

“Stay safe out there, ‘kay?” Hobie shifted his weight from one leg to another. “I hope you’re going to be hunky-dory. Would want something bad to happen to such a cute boat*.”

You blushed even more. Hobie saw your shocked expression and felt like he was going too far.

“Apologies, mate. Didn't mean to–” 

“It's fine. I didn't expect you to find me cute.” He was so glad he had a mask on. Normally, he was calm and collected, but for a strange reason you were making him flustered.

“Ya are, obviously. Look at ya.” He watched your face get redder than his mask. “Gotta go. Like I said, stay safe.” He said, before turning away and using his web. Soon, he disappeared out of your sight and you couldn't help but giggle. 

You wondered if this was the last time you two were going to interact or were going to be flirted with by Spider-Punk again.

[toomiieimagiines]

hi hi there! sooooo, how about some Tsukasa cuddling headcanons? Feel free to ignore if you’ve got better ones! Have a super awesome day! >:D

YOU ALL ARE A BUNCH OF DIRTY DIRTY TSUKASA LOVERS!! WHAT IS WITH HIM THAT YOU LOVE SO MUCH! ToT love a good cuddle hc…. was honestly excited to see it… (can we address how he dresses sometime? what a cutie pie…. honestly, i didn’t really favor kasa before i started writing for him!! he’s so darling!!!>_<) AND SORRY FOR THE MINI HIATUS!! life’s been kinda hard recently!! ^_^||| sorry for it being kinda short!

EDIT: i forgot to add tags like a scatterbrain…. -.- i hope people can still see this…

Tsukasa Tenma cuddling hc’s (+ more!)

Too hot to handle… (LITERALLY)

So so warm, an actual walking furnace, YET HES FREEZING!

“Honey, it’s so so cold please…” (whiny (HOW SURPRISING))

“‘Kasa, baby, I’m sweating…”

LOVES and I mean LOVES to cuddle

Who would believe me if I told them he’d pounce on you at any given opportunity? (OMG wuttt??? that’s soooo unlike him!!)

“Sweeetheart, I just miss you!”

“Honey, please when do I ever ask you for anything??”

Trust if he’s sick he makes it your problem too, like pls unsick me!!

Smells like shortbread

You honestly don’t know why because the only time he wears cologne is if he’s going somewhere fancy, and it’s never sweet

Maybe it’s Sakis weird love for baking, maybe it’s a little fairy who likes to sprinkle him with it while he sleeps, he doesn’t really know.

Favorite positions are ones where you’re facing eachother

Doesn’t really like spooning, he doesn’t find it as satisfying

ALSO VERY PARTIAL TO HIM LAYING HIS HEAD ON YOUR CHEST

He likes your heartbeat!!! Is that a crime?

Will genuinely NEVER let you get back up after

He will fight you… Its infuriating

WRAPS HIS ARMS SO TIGHT AROUND YOU, HES LIKE A TON OF BRICKS

Didn’t know I signed up for cuddling sheetmetal, thanks for the warning!

Honestly, he’s so boyfriend tho it’s insane…. like yes yes of course you’re my boyfriend!

AGHHHA HES SO CUTIEEE!!! i enjoy leaving these drabbles after my hcs!! it makes me feel like i actually did something! keep requesting, sorry if i haven’t gotten to yours yet!! there’s been so many! thank you so much!^w^

Rehearsal sucks, anyone who’s ever done anything knows it, and so does Tsukasa. He’s exhausted, and he knows the one thing that’ll recharge him.

You.

He sends you a text akin to “please let me come over before I die and it’ll be your fault”, and who could say no to that!? That’s how you ended up with a mildly sweaty Tsukasa laying on top of your previously perfectly made bed…

“You’re too warm! I can lay with you, but this is ridiculous!” You squirm, trying to pry the boy off of you. When did he get so heavy?! It’s like a bag of bricks is holding you down!

“Please sweetheart, when do I ever ask you for anything?!” He whines, wrapping his arms even tighter around you.

“Five minutes ago you asked me to scratch your back, you asked me for a drink from the vending machine because you didn’t wanna get your wallet-“

“Never mind!” He cuts you off, covering your mouth. “It’s the last time, I swear! I promise that I won’t ever again!-”

You look up at him, unimpressed.

“For the..” he looks away dejectedly, taking his hand off your mouth, “rest of the time I’m here…”

You snicker at his sudden sheepishness, “what happened to the passion, ‘Kasa?” Your fingers run through his blonde hair, twisting it around your fingers.

“You put the fire out… If you could see my eyes right now, you’d see they’re gray and dull….”

You smack his head playfully, “don’t bite the hands that scratch your back.”

He just sighs, burying his head deeper into your neck. He’s warm, REALLY warm, but you can’t find it in yourself to mind anymore. It really is times like these that make you appreciate him the most. He’s not performing, he’s not playing, he’s just kinda there, and you’re kinda there too. Everything can be so much, but life feels mundane and boring when you two are like this - in a good way! It feels domestic.

“I love you, Tsukasa. Y’know that?” You lift his head up, looking into his eyes. Damnit, he’s looks kinda sweet. It almost makes you feel bad for teasing him… Almost.

He leans into the touch, eyes closing again. His voice is uncharacteristically soft when he replies, “I do. I love you too, a lot.”

A beat passes,

“I’m aloud to fall asleep, right?”

“Tsukasa!”

[cursingtoji]

🎙️ just saw your post asking about blog recs…step up to the stage bc i need some!!!!

BLOGS RECOMMENDATION <3

— mostly jjk, but also chainsaw man and aot

*taping the mic* okay here are my nominees with some fics recomendations as well

disclaimers!

lemme start saying so plot is everything to me, pwp can be hot but i'll hardly remember it afterwards, that being said here's some writers that can do both great plots and hot scenes.

also while digging i realize i wasn’t following some of those and if you noticed im sorry im dumb but i truly love your writing.

i tried to tag every active blog i could remember but it’s possible i forgot a few since i’ve been reading more jjk recently. if i forgot you im so sorry please don’t take offense.

many blogs i loved were deactivated, rest in piece great works they had.

everything i read i reblog under the tag #recs

@thekillingmoonmoon ofc moon is the first one i think when the topic "best writers" come up, i freaking love her and everything she does its not even fair to pick one thing so im picking 3, this super passionate toji work that i re-read at an alarming frequency (which btw i consider my own personal gift). yakuza choso and yuki aka the hottest duo ever. the cherry on top is her kishibe series (just realized i gotta catch up on)

@rinhaler - luxe is def on my top 3, she comes up with very organic scenes. even if it's a simple plot she can develop it so originally. I recently read her underground fighter!sukuna and i'm still thinking about it.

@laudthingcat has the best headcanons in the jjk fandom hands down, it’s the perfect dose of hot funny and cute, pick anything from her masterlist it’s guaranteed you’ll have a good time reading it. when you moan their name in your sleep in particular gives me butterflies

@meownotgood is obviously the best aki writer out there, you can see the love for aki in their words and how they write him so well and so into character. arrival in tokyo is truly a masterpiece, they also have a +100k words series i've been wanting to read for a while but i want to rewatch chainsaw man first hehe, i'm 100% sure is fire tho.

@kentoangel roma writes choso like she's in love with him and you can tell. shes always on my for you and even her snippets are *chefs kiss* special kudos to stepbrother!choso

@kentopedia i just realized i'm assigning a writer per character and nanami is definitely rylie's. the domestic lovely way she writes him makes me forget canon.

@tojisun another blog that is very often on my for you page. cannot talk about toji fics without bringing up sun, everything she writes about him has me furiously nodding. not to mention simon and konig, just talking about them makes me wanna run to her blog and binge read everything

@chocochipsushi 's bodyguard toji is unforgetable to me, i wish i lost my memory so i could read it all again for the first time. bodyguard toji is the definition of living rent free in my mind, whenever i have to deal with annoying coworkers i immediately think “bodyguard toji would not allow them to talk to me like that”

@suget one of the greatest geto writers for sure, they have so many geto works, i was going through their blog to find the one i read more recently and there was so many others i haven’t seen! another writer i could very easily spend a whole day binge reading. btw this cult leader one was recommended to me and i fell in love with it <3

@staryukis has the cutest gojo drabbles

@tonycries brooklin baby was recommended to me by moon and it had me by the neck! also they have many other works im hoping to read soon as well

@mommypieck isayama created reiner but they created subby reiner

@titan-fodder ‘s the tinniest notion The Best Reiner fic in all the existence of the universe (tw: stepcest kinda?)

@nanaslutt mma!toji made feel every emotion possible so intensely

[johnslittlespoon]

lowkey been thinking about making a discord server for mota writers (or readers who wanna contribute ideas/just have fun reading brainrot), ik there are existing mota servers but i feel like having one geared towards queer fic/writing specifically would be nice to have, since there are a lot for rp/x reader/general fandom already? open for more info if you're curious! vv

i'd love to have a personal space for everyone in there, like maybe having a specific channel for each writer (if they want it) so if anyone's keen on seeking out fic updates or reading ab wips and stuff from certain authors, it's easy to navigate. but then general channels too for brainrot, writing help, drabbles, collab seeking, requests/prompt fills, chatting, music recs, etc!

+ tag lists to choose from, like selecting whether you're a writer or reader or both, selecting what pairings you write for, basic things like age/pronouns, whether you want nsfw channels to be visible to you or not, all that sorta stuff. maybe fun monthly events too, like themed writing challenges, fic swaps, that kinda vibe? but also very casual and easygoing bc ik some servers can get overwhelming <3

i wouldn't post the link publicly, not to be exclusive tbc!! but bc i'd like to sus people out first to make sure there are no minors (personal preference since i'm sure there would be ample nsfw discussion for smut writing and headcanons lmaoo) or weirdos/trolls.

anyway! just been thinking ab this for a hot minute now, but with the summer approaching and probs a bit of a mota drought what with lots of the cast busy with other projects/promo, it feels like this might be a fun time to do smth like this. would love to know if there's any interest so ik whether it's worth putting the time into! and very open to brainstorming/suggestions/etc just lmk <3

– if this ends up being smth enough of us vibe with, i'll make another post once the server is made, but feel free to reply to this post or shoot me a message anyway if it's smth you'd like to be added to just so i can gauge interest. :)

[chuuyasheaven]

I think you should listen to the voices in your head they’re on to something

“—. . Hey, you’re doing great, love.”

Tags: Atsushi Nakajima / fem! Reader, virgin! Reader, softdom! Atsushi, rlly fluffy beginning, pet names, praising kink, mentions of scars (Atsushi), might contain grammar errors, rushed drabble, rushed ending, slight swearing, etc.

Notes: Hope y’all are satisfied with my voices winning (jokes), but srsly, enjoy!

He was really patient with you, not rushing you to the slightest. Right now, he was kissing you passionately and softly, normally this would be it. No wonder he was taken aback when you spoke up about wanting to continue.

“. .Um, Atsu.”, you asked quietly. “Yeah? Is something wrong—”, he said, only to be distracted by your flushed face. “I need to tell you. .something, if that’s alright with you.”, without any eye contact, you decided you were ready to do it, you needed him tonight.

Atsushi looked at you, waiting patiently for you to continue. “I’m ready, Atsushi,”, you continued, “. . .I-i want you tonight.”, he only needed a few seconds to realize what you were on about, before his cheeks slightly adapted a flushed pink.

“. .A-are you sure? I don’t wanna force you.”, “I trust you, i thought about it and I’m sure. . I just need you to guide me through it.”, you assured Atsushi, making him smile gently. “If that’s what you want, then i will, love. . I will make sure you’re as comfortable as possible.”, he responded softly, promising everything he just said.

You kissed him again, Atsushi kissed back, he leaned towards you and making you fall on your back softly. As he was above you now, both of you let go of the kiss. Atsushi took off your shirt, revealing your bra. “Can my bra stay on?”, you asked him nervously.

Atsushi only smiled at you softly, responding almost instantly. “Of course, if it makes you uncomfortable taking it off, it can stay on.”, you smiled back at him, relieved he didn’t force you. Meanwhile, Atsushi worked his own shirt off, revealing his chest but also his childhood scars.

You stared at them at first and then gently traced over them. “They’re pretty, Atsu. .”, Atsushi’s hand was placed over your yours on top of his scars. “Not prettier than you, darling.”, he responded with a blushed face, probably appreciating the compliment.

When his hands got down to the waistband of your pants, he looked at you for consent. “Yes, you can, dear.”, you allowed him. With your consent, he revealed your panties slightly staring at them. As Atsushi snapped back to reality, he took off his own pants. Since the both of you were almost naked, you kissed one more time before Atsushi asked you something again. “Is it okay. . . If I take them off for you?”, you nodded, so he wasted no time removing your panties, taking his own underwear off after.

Looking at eachother, you could tell you both were excited. Making the bed shift, Atsushi made his way over to top you again. He leaned next to your face, getting ready to do ‘it’ with you. “Tell me to stop when it hurts too much, alright?”, nodding again, Atsushi started to enter your hole.

Your eyes squeezed shut at the feeling, small pain with an bigger amount of pleasure. Fully in, Atsushi asked to make sure you’re okay. “Is this okay? Do you need time to adjust?”, you opened your eyes to answer. “I-I’m fine. . everything’s fine, jus’ n-need time to adjust. .”, you slightly whined.

After the stinging sensation was over and pleasure washed over, you gave Atsushi the go. First, he almost pulled out, then slammed it back in, kinda harsh at first. “H–hah! . P-please be gentle, Atsu. . .”, you told him, he nodded and his thrusts got softer. When Atsushi made up a rhythm, which was soft and gentle, his hands went on to grab your hips. Yours gripped his shoulders, still careful to not leave a mark. “—S–shit, feels so good, darling. .”, you just moaned at that, since this felt way too good to be thinking straight.

As he kept on thrusting, Atsushi let More praises fall from his lips. “S–so good. . just f’ me.”, he would slur. “F—feels amazing, doesn’t it, princess?. . Let m–me know, please. .”, was also pretty common. “Such a–a good girl. . fuckkk. . .”, wow, this was. .unexpected?

All the praise and Atsushi fucking you, got you sent over the edge, making you orgasm around his cock. The way you creamed over his dick also sent him over the edge. “‘M close, want me t–to cum inside. . ?”, you shook your head as saying no.

“A–alright,”, Atsushi whimpered while pulling out and emptying his load on your stomach. Heavily breathing, you both tried to get down of your orgasms. After catching your breath again, Atsushi spoke one last time. “—Okay, j–just stay here. . Let me get you cleaned up. Do you want me to get you something?”

Alright, eat up you sluts !!

[spicyseonghwas]

[11:48pm]

pairing kang yeosang x male reader viewer rating 13+ genres/au's fluff, boyfriend!yeosang content warnings physical contact, kissing, playful hair pulling (kinda), pet names, implied suggestive content word count :: 431 words network tags :: @preciousillusions-net a/n i cant quite remember if i posted this or not, but it was in my google doc that held all my drabbles for my old account, so i edited it a bit! please reblog this if you like it! likes do not help my algorithm.

you grinned and hid your face in your hands as you inched shyly out of your and yeosang's shared bathroom.

"i'm here baby, you can look-" you said. but you were cut off as yeosang wolf-whistled at you.

"dayum," he said loudly, "pretty, pretty boy! y'know, you look drop-dead gorgeous in my clothes. i'm having trouble keeping a grip on myself while you're in here with me."

you grinned again, giggling like a little boy as you ran over to the bed and flopped into the pillows, an almost unnoticeable blush creeping onto your cheeks as you felt yeosang's fingertips graze over your thighs. you squealed and kicked your feet, playfully swatting his hand away as he rolled over onto you and started peppering your neck and tomato-red face with kisses.

yeosang giggled, wrapping his arms around your sides and burying his face in your neck, nuzzling the skin with the tip of his nose as he wrapped his arms around your body.

"y-yeoyeo-" you stuttered in between giggles, "st-stop it, that ti-ckles-"

you (struggled a bit and) rolled over underneath him and pushed him off, jumping on top of him and rendering him flat on his back and partially immobile as you straddled his waist.

yeosang smiled his signature soft, absolutely perfect smile that always made you melt like cheese whenever he gave it to you. he pouted cutely and reached up, cupping your face in his hands and pulling you down into a kiss that nearly made your heart stop.

"i had no idea you felt so strongly about me wearing your clothes," you said when yeosang finally let you get a breath of air.

"mmm... well i mean it baby," he responded, "you look hot as fuck in my clothes, we should do this more often. i'm having thoughts about you that i should not be allowed to talk about."

you snickered mischievously, wiggling your arms out of his grip and making grabby hands motions at him. "well then, c'mere. if you can't tell me, why not show me instead?"

this time it was yeosang's turn to snicker evilly as he leaned slowly inward, crawling over you and letting his fingers tangle into your hair with a light tug. it wasn't any sort of uncomfortable pain, just enough of a burn that the adorable, giggly boy he had pinned in his arms would react.

"oh i will, puppy, just you wait..."

your eyes widened for a split second before you broke out into a snickering fit.

"oh yeah, big boy?" you taunted playfully, "well i don't wanna wait."

© seonghwas-lighter 2023-2024.

[getonite]

hiiii! seen a couple of people do this, plus i realized i don't appreciate my mutuals as much as i should. and since the year is ending (literally today), i thought i'd appreciate y'all for a lil bit.

→ if the tagging irritated you, i apologize 🙏🏾. if i missed you, lmk, i was 100% half asleep while making this! (this is actually so embarrassing ngl. but i luv yall 🫶🏾)

(🎧 : avian) → @sensivs

starting off with my pookie with a beautiful (horny) brain. im dead fucking serious i have zero idea how we became mutuals (🧍🏾‍♂️). i just remembering talking to you one day, and the we were having full conversations in dms lmaoo. an emoji ring, helios, an unborn baby (??), and multiple fic ideas...now we're at the end of the year. i really appreciate you and all of your chaotic energy, it made me laugh! and all of your prompts are immaculate (🤌🏽). i await the days you post more fics or drabbles so i can support you the way you have me! :) luv u pooks, i def wanna ramble u more about hcs!

→ (i sound like im about to die omg)

(🎧 : snail/seraph) → @flimsyichigo

again, zero fucking idea when we became mutuals (i don't remember shit). we don't talk too often but i be seein you likeing my horrendously down bad and chaotic thoughts...i appreciate you bro (🙏🏾). i love your fluffy blue lock sruff, and your overall vibes are (yes, through the screen) amazing! thank you for dealing with my bullshit.

→ (as i type this, i realize just how many mutuals i have jeez, (half of which i barely talk to but still))

(🎧 : ame) → @pastelclovds

ameeeee, number 1 ive always loved your writing (iterally giggling and kicking my feet as i press the like button). your themes r so fucking gorgeous omg. we don't talk as often, but i love when we do interact. i hope we can more (im just easily embarrassed).

→ (i sound like a teenager leaving a love letter in a locker. omggggg)

(🎧 : ace ) → @acefantasyy

another person who puts up with my horrendously down bad bullshit takes. i applaude you for dealing with my ass lmaoo. but, on another note, i smile when i see you in my notes (no, i didn't originally mean that 2 b a joke). i really appreciate the reply you made when i went on a little break, thank you! i hope you continue to deal me, and i hope we interact more!

→ (i really gotta start talkin 2 yall more)

(🎧 : riri) → @pynkkgeto

we're friends irl. i don't have 2 say shit 4 u (luv uuu 🫶🏾)

(🎧 : rome) → @satocidal

yet another person who delt with my nonsense lol. you're quite busy, so you won't see this for a second. but thank you for being awesome and making me laugh with your naobito jokes. thank for the reply you left when i was the one going on break. hope all goes well for you!

(🎧 : idk ur name TvT) → @infrunamie

i feel so bad omg. but i wanted to appreciate your writing for a sec. whether its a drabble, headcanons, a fic, or just 100 words, your brain is miraculous when you write cuz it always leads to me wanted more. seriously, i love it. i was actually shocked you followed me, literally looked up to your writing ong (🙏🏾). i love it when you show up in my notes even if it's just a like. thank you for your reply when i went on break, trust, all of them got me through those shitty ass exams! ty!

→ (im sure this isn't what my therapist meant by being outgoing but im gunna do ts anyway)

(🎧 : spirit) → @spiritfrvr

literally the best vibes on earth i swear. your blog is like a fluffy hug omg. and (imo), you kinda bring that over to other blogs. i'd really like to talk to you more and ramble about random shit! :)

(🎧 : arlan) → @asuyaka

your drabbles r so cuuutee! i love them so much omg. especially the taking care of suguru one! i was surprised you liked my writing sm, and i love yours the same! i really appreciate the little reply under the break post and the christmas tree! seeing notifs of u makes me smile!

(🎧 : qi) → @yaekiss

i don't think we've been mutuals for too long, but omg we reeally should speak more!! i loved your message on the christmas tree! i love the vibe and look of your blog omg. i hope we can interact more!

(🎧 : juno) → @arlertdarling

hi junooo! ty for the message on my christmas tree, and i agree! we really should interact more! you seem like a realllly cool person, plus im on my fucking knees for your writing, dead serious. hope we can talk more, i hope you have a great 2024!

→ (srsly, y tf do i sound like im moving far away or smth TvT)

(🎧 : najma) → @honeybleed

ilysm ong. number one, we cousins (😔✊🏾; im joking pls help), number two, your theme was downright gorgeous (still is), number three, your writing it delicious. i haven't had too much time lately, buuut, i love how you post content that isn't completely smut (as a smut blog that fails at angst lol). its nice to get a break and see fluffy or angsty stuff in the tags instead of the same repeated material. you know you what you like and you stand firm in what you say (i need 2 b more like u fr), and your overall vibes are amazing! i love seeing your anime takes omg. i hope we can interact more in 2024!

→ (that kinda rhymed...and unrelated, but im listening to the mean girls soundtrack or 4 hours of sleep writing this)

(🎧 : yoru) → @dilfverz

number one, thank you for the messege on my christmas tree. number two, your so cool (😭). i love your themes and your writing, how you interact with ppl and anons is funny lol. literally look up to your writing ngl. i super appreciate your for explaining genshin impact to me, cuz im definitely not playing that damn game lol. your reblogs and likes in my notes make me wanna cry ngl. thank you for being so cool! (🙏🏾)

→ (am i over using emojis? i am so tired omg)

(🎧 : sy) → @wrizzesley

we just became mutuals like a week ago lmaoo. but i love your writing so much. and your themes?!?! (:O). i know damn well that shit is time consuming and exhausting, i applaud you, i could never lol. but anyway, i hope we can interact more in this new year. i think your really cool!

(🎧 : astro? idk im so sorry) → @astroknottt

i love your writing holy fuck. but other than that, i love it when you reblog my stuff! esp with those little comments, they've given me a bunch of motivation. and seeing you write such toe curling shit, that gives me motivation too! hope we can interact some more in the new year!

→ (pls ignore my silent pleas for help in these notes, but my vision is wonky. i promise im going to sleep in a second)

(🎧 : ) → @naee0

your probably locked out of tumblr again lol. but if you see this, thank you for your chaotic energy! and even if it was one sentence, what you sent on thr break post, i really appreciate it! even if you or me aren't on tumblr much, i hope we can interact a bit more! you're pretty cool! and i loved those drabbles. i hope your doing great!

PRODUCER MESSEGE: "i think that was all. again, if i missed you, please lmk. i might have been blind (my eyes prolly look like that squidward meme). but i appreciate all of you! thank you, and pls dont hate me 🙏🏾"

[orphic-musings]

Emotional & Elemental Reactions

Characters: Diluc, Ayato, Ei x gn! reader

Genre: Angst, distustingly cute fluff

Warnings: Diluc gets wounded (but what’s new)

Summary: Reader is a dendro user and an elemental reaction isn’t the only thing they cause with their lover. (denro vision! reader x various characters drabbles)

Notes: UHMM OK I GOT THIS IDEA FROM @desafinado THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE INSPIRATION! hope u dont mind the tag I might do this for more characters i kinda wanna give this another try IDK we’ll see! also i finished finals so i may or may not be more active 👀 no promises

Burning:

The moment was more than magical, the cool breeze of Monstatd bringing the sweet scent of flowers. But the only scent you cared about was his. His secure grip on your neck and waist. His chapped lips on yours. His perfectly flawed kiss. He had wanted to be gentle with you, to keep you away from him. His dangerous lifestyle and his unperishable flame within. But it seemed fate decided for you to both be here in this moment, on a tepid night made warmer by this burning passion.

You pull yourself away just enough that your lips separate, puffing out hot air.

“I don’t want this moment to end, or this feeling to slip away,” you whisper, eyes still stuck on his mouth. Diluc tilts your chin up so your eyes meet his, and the life within them almost startles you.

“It doesn’t have to,” he presses another quick kiss against you, and you feel your heart swell, “this doesn’t need to end today, or tomorrow.” His hand on your neck moves to the top of your head, and he runs it down your cheek and to jaw. Featherlight but searing. You are so brilliant and gentle, and everything that defines stunning, to him.

You lean more into his touch, letting his palm overheat your already flushed skin. The feeling flows all throughout your body, setting you alight, but you’ve never felt so alive, so in love.

A week has passed since that night, and many more memorable nights were spent. He would often show up on your doorstep, wounded or exhausted from his nightly affairs, usually both. Everytime you would nurse him back to health, and the next morning he would leave better than new.

“It must be your dendro vision,” he would say, “that makes you have such an invigorating and healing touch.” You poured all your heart and soul into everything you do for him, so he can carry parts of you with him wherever he goes. You had never fallen so hard or fast before.

And now he’s back again on your carpet, wound glimmering in the dark. He has fire in his eyes, and danger in his presence. It entices you, but it also breaks your heart.

“Sit right there, I’ll be right back.” You leave him on your floor while you fetch some medical supplies. To your dismay, you catch your reflection in the bathroom mirror, and what you see is not someone in love. You see a star, already long burned out. And Diluc sees it too, when you return with some bandages. In silence you mend him, and when it’s done you can’t find the words to fill it. You long for his touch, the one that set your heart on fire. He reaches out.

“What must I do to witness your affections again?” He whispers. You’re not even sure if he’s really asking you. Suddenly, he pulls his hand away from its delicate graze. It was cold. You don’t even notice how you shake your head at the thought, how you crack a sad smile. It’s not cold, Diluc was never cold. If the sun died out he would still be warm.

“I’m worn out, I’m sorry,” you say, never meeting his eyes. It was your skin that had lost sensation, nerves burned out. He gets up abruptly, but pauses at the door. You finally look at him. The fire is still in his eyes, and you realize now that he had always been too ardent, burning anything that gets close.

»»————-　♡　-————««

Bloom:

“Come, take my hand.” His smile is gentler than the lick of waves on the shore. Ayato waits for your hand to be placed upon his, and you take it, gladly. In the warm tint of dusk his hair and eyes become a palette of pastels. Together you appear like a watercolour, striding across the beach below the Kamisato Estate.

“I’m so fond of you, you know that right?” He asks, voice ever mild but strong.

“Of course I do. And I’m rather fond of you as well.” You glance up at him, and are met with a genuine smile. He stops walking and twirls you around, letting his playful side show freely. You laugh and fall into his embrace. And he holds you.

“My dear gardener…” he coos, earning more giggles from you. It had all been so fast. Fast enough to make you believe in love at first sight. You weren’t really employed to him, but as a stray traveler, and a dendro user, Thoma had managed to pick you up. He really did have a thing for strays. Ayato didn’t need a reason for you to stay, it was all his pleasure, but the way you so tenderly cared for his garden to make it up made his heart grow even more.

It was the worst possible thing he could do, really. Since he found himself wandering the estate while you garden more often than not. He witnessed in wonder the way you used your vision to nurture and encourage the fauna, and it truly livened the whole place up. Instead of working he would indulge himself in your presence, with the excuse that if you were caring for the plants with your vision, he too wanted to try watering them with his. But he would never regret the way his time was spent.

Not even a month later and he had you in his arms, exactly where he wanted you. It felt glorious. The golden brilliance fading into blue dark, while the waves teeter ever closer on the sand. The lullaby of their rhythmic cascade and the choir of crickets made a peaceful harmony.

I love you, his eyes seemed to say, as he gazed into yours. I love you, you replied, with a perfectly sweet kiss. And perhaps, the garden was not the only thing that bloomed when you were together.

»»————-　♡　-————««

Catalyze:

“Darling?” Ei’s brash voice calls out, and you turn your head immediately. She always appreciated your attentiveness to her, even when she often requires patience from you. “Would you like to go try that restaurant you’ve been talking about?”

“I would love to!” You reply enthusiastically, joining hands with her. Whenever you two touch it feels electric, and it still makes you giddy each time. She smiles at your devotion, your open-mind and your open-heart, just some of the things she fell in love with. How the electro archon fell for just some dendro user is a mystery, even to her. But she’s found herself doing more and more things with you. Trying new experiences and indulging in feelings she had never thought much about before.

“You’re so adventurous these days!” You remark as the two of you walk down the brightly-lit streets of Inazuma City.

“Only because you embolden me my dear. With you I feel such vigor and curiosity I never have before. There is so much more I want to do, with you.” Her blunt statenents makes you flush, and you swear you can feel tingles surge from your intertwined hands.

“Ei!” She turns, but gives a lighthearted laugh upon seeing your flustered expression. She pulls you even closer, wrapping one arm around your middle and leaning her head slightly on top of yours.

“Ei!” You cry out again, ready to melt away from embarrassment.

“I simply want to be closer to my love, is tjat not allowed?” You don’t reply, and she smiles. “Your company is both exhilirating and calming, and I can’t get enough of it. If anything in this world were eternal,” she interrupts herself to kiss you, forcing you both to stop in your tracks, “I would want it to be this feeling.” She gazes at you and the pure adoration in it makes you fall in love all over again, as you lean in to kiss her again.

[rainbow-flavoured-skittles]

incompete drabble from the we're all dead here au that will probably never be finished. I was going to add a lot more but lost motivation and my wip list is kinda full right now so :/

~

Lloyd was a strange child. That was a fact of life. Nobody was quite sure how exactly he was strange, but he simply was. The sky was blue, the ocean was salty, Lloyd was a strange child. 

Lloyd himself knew this as well. He did not enjoy talking to his peers at school, instead wandering around on his own during recess and looking at things that caught his interest, such as a particularly large beetle, or a bright red maple leaf, or the little ants that marched along the pavement. The teachers would look at him and tell him to go make some friends, to which he would say “no thanks,”and walk away.

On this day, a lovely August afternoon, Lloyd was running through the park away from his cousin Morro, who had been given the task of watching him for a few hours.

“You’ll never catch me!” Lloyd yelled. He ran past an old lady walking her dog, nearly knocking her over in the process, and slammed into a bench.

“Whoah, kid, you okay?” A voice asked. Oops, Lloyd thought. He must have bumped into some innocent person who’d been sitting on the bench. 

“Sorry, sir,” Lloyd said. His head was still spinning from his fall.

Silence, and then some strangled noises. “You can see me?” 

“Huh?” Lloyd looked up at the person. He was older than Lloyd, at least high school age, with spiky brown hair and freckled skin. There were large, angry red marks on his face that resembled burns. And he was transparent and glowing. That was strange.

“Why are you glowing?” Lloyd blurted. Then he regretted it. It was probably rude to ask that sort of question — what if it was a sensitive topic?

The boy laughed. “Because I do,” he said mischievously.

“Are you a ghost?” 

“Yes.”

Lloyd’s eyes widened. “Really?”

“What else would be bright green and glowy?”

“A glow stick?”

The boy hummed. “I’m not sure what a glow stick is, but sure.”

“They’re sticks,” Lloyd told him seriously. “You crack them and then they glow. They come in lots of different colours too.”

“Sounds interesting,” the boy said.

“What’s your name?” Lloyd extended a hand. “Mine is Lloyd.”

The boy smirked. “Kai,” he said.

“Your name is Kai?”

“Yes.”

“That’s a cool name,” Lloyd declared. He had never heard that name before, but it suited this boy.

“LLOYD!” Morro came barrelling up to the two. It had taken him a surprisingly long amount of time to catch up. “You can’t just run off like that.”

“But I wanted to play tag,” Lloyd pouted. “And I made a friend! This is Kai,” he gestured to the older boy.

Morro frowned and looked at Lloyd. “There’s no one there.”

“No, he’s right there!” 

Morro looked over at the bench again. He could not see anything there. But children were known for having active imaginations, so he nodded and said, “well, say goodbye to Kai, then. We have to go home.”

“But I don’t wanna!” Lloyd exclaimed. When else was he going to meet another real, live ghost? Well, perhaps not live, exactly, but still a ghost.

“Listen to your brother, kid,” Kai said.

“He’s not my brother, he’s my cousin,” Lloyd told him.

“Cousin, then. Listen to your cousin, okay?”

“Can I see you again, though?” Lloyd looked at Kai hopefully.

“Sure.”

“Okay,” Lloyd said defeatedly. He grabbed Morro’s hand. “We can go, but only if we come back tomorrow.”

Morro sighed. “Fine.”

“Bye! See you tomorrow!” Lloyd waved at Kai. 

Kai waved back, and the next time Lloyd turned around he was gone.