#so there's nothing for me to comfortably sing ;-;

[ghostlyferrettarot]

♥︎PAC: 🤍🫧The beauty other's see in you🫧🤍

•Pile 1 •Pile 2 •Pile 3

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🫧Masterlist🫧

🫧Pile 1: Queen of Wands, 3 of Cups and The Hanged Man.

Hi pile 1! Other's see you as a really charismatic and fun person! I sense that maybe you doubt yourself sometimes or don't see your traits. In Other's people's eyes you are someone confident, who can achieve everything they want; a true star is what im hearing.

There's something about your energy that attracts Other's a lot; you keep them entertained, you are encouraged to try acting/singing/ect. Activities that can put yourself out there more often.

Many may even be jealous of you. They see someone fun, confident and outgoing, so they project their insecurities in you; which has nothing to do with you and a lot to do with them, so don't even put attention to it.

I see that many want to be your friends too but they feel intimidated by you, other's also feel like you are "out of their league", many may have a crush on you. A truly star pile 1!

🫧Song:

🫧Pile 2: 2 of Wands, Queen of Swords and King of Pentacles.

Hi pile 2! You are so fearless and other's love it so much! Your aura is so powerful. Other's see you as someone so succesful and gentle at the same time, you bring a lot of peace to other's in the way you are not afraid to be yourself.

I feel like you are really unique and special for other's, you may be living rent free in other's mind; other's see you as someone really talented, who picks things up easily and gracefuly, there's a certain charm that's makes other's comfortable around you a lot.

I also see that you may feel other's energies a lot, it's like you can sense other's intentions. Other's may be a little intimidating by you also, they think that everything comes easily for you, it's like you are a natural and that makes them angry in some way. But you do you pile 2, a true boss energy! You are probably a good manifestator too.

🫧Song:

🫧Pile 3: Page of Cups, 9 of Cups and Ace of Pentacles.

Hi pile 3! You have a beautiful and Soft energy to you. People feel secure and comfortable around you. I also hear that other's love talking to you, they feel as if they can be with you for hours without feeling bored.

You are like "princess", is what im hearing, in other's eyes. There's also something about your smile, other's love it. You just feel like a peaceful spring day, other's sense your humble and nurturing energy. I feel like you probably like to help other's too, listen to them without judging, and they appreciate that aspect of you. They feel as if they can go to you without naturaly, you are just really sweet and good when it comes to those you care about.

Many may want to be your friend or many may fantasize about having you in their life. A true Princess pile 3!

🫧Song:

🫧🤍 Thanks for reading and tell me if it resonated 🤍🫧

[selineram3421]

*whispering chant* Mermay, mermay, mermay!

Other Worldly

Part 4

Part 3

Alastor X Shy Reader

Warnings ⚠

⚠ selectively mute reader, italics= thoughts, cannibalism-Rosie and Alastor ⚠

They were still quiet.

Why were they still quiet?

Alastor was confused.

He gave them the option to speak normally, they could talk all they wanted after singing to him. So why wouldn't they?

One thing he forgot to take into account was that the mer was a quiet one, and only spoke out of necessity. Sure, they had spoken to Charlie. Giving the Princess and the others quite the surprise, but they hadn't spoken to him.

It's been a month.

Why not speak to me? I'm a wonderful conversationalist! We could talk for hours! He thought with an annoyed smile.

At the moment he was up in his radio tower, finishing up a broadcast and putting on some music. Muttering about how the siren must be too intimidated or too shy to speak to him.

What he didn't notice was his shadow leaving his side.

.

You paced back and forth in front of the Radio Demon's hotel door.

Can I go in? Am I allowed to? You kept asking yourself. I mean, it was the other half of the room that I'm allowed to use but I don't know if I can go in through the first half. You sighed. I should have just asked before coming here.

There was an odd rattling chuckle behind you and then you felt something pull you down.

"Whoa!", you yelped and looked down to find Alastor's shadow grinning. "What are you-!"

Everything went black as you were pulled into the darkness.

You closed your eyes out of instinct and held your breath, scared that something bad might happen. There was the sinking feeling in your stomach as you felt the shadow drag you somewhere before everything just stopped.

Then you heard the wind rustle the leaves, feeling it brush across your cheeks. Peeking an eye open, you saw that you were where you wanted to be.

The fireflies were out and blinking their lights, a few landing on the tall grass nearby the wooden dock that went out a few feet in the water. You heard the shadow make another noise and turned around to find them behind you.

"Thank you.", you smiled at them and started to take off your shoes.

The shadow tilted its head at you. confused until you started to take off your pants.

It hissed and turned away.

"Sorry! Sorry, forgot you were there.", you apologized but continued to take off the bottom half of your clothes. "Last time I fell in water, my pants ripped and those were my favorite.", you explained. "Maybe I should just wear long skirts or something."

With the bottom half taken care of, you left your shirt on and jumped into the water, laughing as you made a big splash. The feeling of your legs turning into a fin felt comfortable, you just hated when you had to get your legs back. Lifting your tail fin up, you started to push yourself closer to the middle of the water.

Then you noticed the shadow in the water, moving like a snake to get to your side.

"What are you doing?", you asked but just let the shadow swim around you in the water.

Closing your eyes, you decided just to stay put and float. An activity that you haven't done in a long while since dying.

A minute to relax couldn't hurt.

.

Alastor noticed his shadow was missing after it didn't appear when he tried to call for it.

How odd.. Where is that rascal? He thought and got up to search for it.

Feeling the static from his shadow, he found that it lead to his hotel room. It's not odd but usually the shadow stuck near him and followed orders. Something had its attention.

As quietly as he could, the deer demon opened the door. A quick glance, nothing was out of the ordinary, so he walked in and closed the door behind himself. Following the static, he found his shadow went deep into the bayou.

Let's see what you've got now. He thought before making his way through the brush.

The Radio Demon made a list of ideas of what his shadow could be doing. Messing around with one of the crocodiles, hunting one of the little creatures, or something entirely different that he hasn't seen it do already.

That's when he found the dock, spotting his shadow with a sleeping mer.

"Well this explains it.", he crossed his arms. "I suppose I don't really need your help, though it would make it easier if I did have it."

All his shadow did was make a rumbling pur.

"Yes, yes. You're comfortable but don't make this a habit.", he waved it off and turned to face away from the water. "I'll leave them in your care.", he said before leaving.

As he made his way over to Cannibal Town, he thought of getting something for his little mer.

Perhaps I can make them a little safe haven to get them more comfortable... Yes, that should work.

The bell of the emporium door rang as he stepped through and greeted his friend.

"Rosie! How lovely it is to see you!", he said with a genuine smile.

"Alastor! Where have you been? Honestly, after hearing about that little fish, I thought you'd give me a clue on what happened next.", the black eyed woman walked over and linked arms with the man in red, guiding him over to her office.

"I do apologize but I have good news!", he said as they both entered the office.

It was a familiar sight for him, the pink-ish wallpaper and the plush cushions on the couches. A few plate platters with snacks on the coffee table, tea, and eating utensils. Quite the relaxing room.

"Well don't keep me in suspense.", Rosie released his arm and took off her hat, setting it aside before sitting on one of the couches. "Would you like a snack? I've got some cut up thigh meat."

"Sounds lovely, don't mind if I do.", he sat on the couch across from her. "Now, for what you've been asking."

"Go on.", she said, getting the plate of thigh meat on the coffee table.

"I finally got the little mer to make a deal with me but the only problem is that I don't own their soul."

"And why not? You'd never make a deal unless you got something worthwhile out of it.", Rosie asked.

"Ha! I've got all that I wanted at the moment.", he grinned. "I've got half of their powers and get to listen to them sing.", his smile widened. "Now all I have to do is make them more comfortable until they give their soul to me willingly."

"Alastor, I hope you're not doing anything to hurt the poor thing.", Rosie placed a fork on the table and took her own to stab into the thigh meat. "Quiet one like that should be taken care of."

"Of course not!", he said to ease his friend's worries. "Which leads me to what I wanted to ask."

Alastor picks up the fork on the table and stabs it through a big slice.

"Do you have anything that would catch a siren's eye?"

*lying in bed, sick* Mermay, Mermay, Mermay!

~Seline, the person.

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[adragonsfriend]

Yoda and the Story of Zhuangzi's wife

We've all heard Yoda's words about letting go in Revenge of the Sith,

"Careful you must be when sensing the future, Anakin. The fear of loss is a path to the dark side…Death is a natural part of life. Rejoice for those around you who transform into the Force. Mourn them, do not. Miss them, do not. Attachment leads to jealousy. The shadow of greed, that is."

It's one of the phrases most often used to call Yoda unfeeling, cold, mean to Anakin, etcetera, and I would like to look at the same lesson presented in nearly the same circumstance, but one with does not have Anakin, and therefore everyone's feelings about Anakin, plastered all over it.

The story of Zhuangzi's wife is a taoist one which was brought up to me as a point of comparison by @tai-feng:

莊子妻死，惠子弔之，莊子則方箕踞鼓盆而歌。惠子曰：與人居長子，老身死，不哭亦足矣，又鼓盆而歌，不亦甚乎。 Zhuangzi's wife died. When Huizi (his friend) went to convey his condolences, he found Zhuangzi sitting with his legs sprawled out, pounding on a tub and singing. "You lived with her, she brought up your children and grew old," said Huizi. "It should be enough simply not to weep at her death. But pounding on a tub and singing—this is going too far, isn't it?" 莊子曰：不然。是其始死也，我獨何能無概然。察其始而本無生，非徒無生也，而本無形，非徒無形也，而本無氣。雜乎芒芴之間，變而有氣，氣變而有形，形變而有生，今又變而之死，是相與為春秋冬夏四時行也。 Zhuangzi said, "You're wrong. When she first died, do you think I didn't grieve like anyone else? But I looked back to her beginning and the time before she was born. Not only the time before she was born, but the time before she had a body. Not only the time before she had a body, but the time before she had a spirit. In the midst of the jumble of wonder and mystery a change took place and she had a spirit. Another change and she had a body. Another change and she was born. Now there's been another change and she's dead. It's just like the progression of the four seasons, spring, summer, fall, winter." 人且偃然寢於巨室，而我噭噭然隨而哭之，自以為不通乎命，故止也。 "Now she's going to lie down peacefully in a vast room. If I were to follow after her bawling and sobbing, it would show that I don't understand anything about fate. So I stopped."

— Zhuangzi, chapter 18 (Watson translation)

Zhuangzi is perhaps gentler than Yoda in the way he presents the lesson; he leads Huizi through his own thought process to his ultimate conclusion rather than stating a pure philosophical ideal, but his circumstances are also different than Yoda's.

Huizi serves as a stand in for a student listening to the story for the first time. He is totally naive to the lesson Zhuangzi has to teach him.

Anakin comes to Yoda as an adult, seeking advice, not as a child whose every decision should have to be monitored by the adults around him. When Anakin is unwilling to share the details of his situation, it is not Yoda's place to interrogate him for those details or solve his problems for him.

Personally, (no one rip me apart for oversimplifying a little here) I do not interrogate my friends for every detail anytime they say they are having a rough time, no matter how curious I might be. I listen to the details they want to share, ask for clarifying details if they are relevant, and if I am told enough to recognize a way I could help, I offer them that help. If they refuse my help, or do not offer me a way to help, I offer what advice or what comfort I can. I do not barge into their life and start making decisions for them, because they are adults with reasonable understandings of the world and are more capable of making decisions for themselves than I am, no matter how much I want to be able to make all their problems go away.

To put it another way, I let go of my curiosity, my desire to prove myself helpful, and my desire for a perfect world in order to respect the autonomy of my friends by allowing them to decide how to live and what help to accept.

Anakin gives Yoda nothing to work with except that he is having visions of the possible pain, suffering, or death of someone close to him. They are in the middle of a war, there is pain, suffering, and death everywhere. The person closest to Anakin that Yoda knows about is Obi-Wan, another adult that can take care of himself. Frankly, even if Yoda suspected anything, Padmé is an adult who can take care of herself.

Anakin is an adult who comes to Yoda for advice, not a child seeking an intervention, and Yoda offers him the best advice he has, in a manner that Anakin clearly understands, because he responds to the speech by asking,

"What must I do, Master Yoda?"

He understands what Yoda is saying and asks more about what it means for him. This is the moment where he implies, truthfully or not, that he is ready to learn the lesson, and that he can deal with the problem on his own. There is nothing else Yoda can to without more concrete details but offer him a final instruction,

"Train yourself to let go of everything you fear to lose."

Sometimes the idea that George Lucas had religious inspirations outside of Christianity when it came to the central themes of Star Wars is greatly distrusted in the fandom, but a lot of Star Wars actually validates the fact that he was interested in a lot more than borrowing Samurai aesthetics. It is more common, in my experience, to see the eastern influenced parts of Jedi philosophy denigrated, misunderstood, and over-simplified than the parts which are influenced by christianity.

To me it is difficult, if not impossible, to reconcile concepts of unconditional love and absolute forgiveness without also understanding what it means to let go of attachment.

[written-in-the-clouds]

Hiii, I was wondering if you would be able to write this request I have. So, it's a platonic Diluc and child reader, where Diluc takes in a child, and despite his best attempts not to, he grows attached to them, and decides to train them, in order to help them keep themself safe, however, one day, he pushes them too far and accidentally scratches them with his sword during their training, causing them to run away.

Please add comfort at the end, I can't handle all angst no comfort/j!

yeah, i kinda took this and ran… child readers are difficult for me to write but i think this one came out okay! im considering making a part two!

warning for diluc + kaeya backstory, but it’s vague mentions~

The stray kid lurking around the winery had blue hair.

Diluc was suspicious, at first. But when he caught them just trying to take a few apples, nothing more - he offered them a place to stay without thinking about it. They were a child, how much of a threat could they be?

That’s what they thought about Kaeya.

Still. He had made up his mind. They were allowed to stay.

They were skittish for the first few days, and Diluc didn’t know what to do to help them be more at home. He made sure they had food and clothing, and were able to roam freely, but he wanted to be able to talk to them.

Unfortunately, he only had one idea of where to go.

—

“Kaeya.”

“Master Diluc,” Kaeya greeted, and Diluc clenched his teeth at the title. “Whatever is troubling you?”

“I haven’t even said anything yet.”

“You’re talking to me unprompted, so something must be wrong.”

Diluc sighed, then lowered his voice. “When you—“ he hesitated. Kaeya raised an eyebrow. “When you were adopted, what was the thing that made you the most comfortable?”

“…what?”

Diluc scowled and straightened up. “Never mind. It was a stupid question—“

Kaeya made a sharp gesture, and Diluc shut his mouth. Kaeya turned his face away for a moment, then said softly, “Being allowed to have my own space, but offered a spot if I wanted it.” He paused. “Why are you asking this?”

“Our dear Diluc has a child,” Venti cut in, sing-songing, and Diluc went bright red while Kaeya started to laugh.

“You—?”

“They’re not mine. They showed up around the winery, I wasn’t going to let them starve,” Diluc snapped. “We shouldn’t be having this conversation in public.”

“I’m coming over.”

“Absolutely not. They need to get comfortable.”

Kaeya blinked. “Huh, that’s actually a good point. I’ll be over in a few weeks, then.”

—

Diluc still didn’t see much of them, between working at the bar and them hiding in their room for most of the day. Every evening, he extended the offer to eat at the table, and when they didn’t, he sent the meal to their room.

On the ninth day, he walked into the dining room to see them sitting at the table quietly. He paused in the doorway, briefly surprised. It had taken Kaeya a while longer to get fully comfortable.

They turned to him before he spoke, and quickly stood up from their chair. “Thank you for letting me stay here,” they said, stilted. It sounded rehearsed. “I’ll be leaving tonight or tomorrow so you don’t have to worry.”

Diluc’s eyebrows drew together. “Where are you going?” If it turned out they had parents somewhere…

They shrugged. “Wherever doesn’t mind me. Heard Mondstadt City is a good place for strays.”

Diluc frowned. “You can stay here. Aren’t you eight?”

“Twelve,” they corrected, scowling, “and I’m not dumb. Nobody wants me around for long.” Diluc hesitated for a moment too long, and they rolled their eyes. “Come on. Don’t act like it’s not true ‘cuz it feels mean. I don’t care.”

“You can stay here,” Diluc said firmly. “I can’t let a child go alone.”

They made a face. “Sure.” They started to leave the room, but Diluc stepped in front of them.

“Do you want to have dinner here?”

They hesitated.

“You don’t have to.”

“…Okay. I’ll eat here tonight.”

—

Two days after that, Diluc catches them admiring a claymore he had left out to polish.

When they saw him, they jumped. “Sorry—“ they started, but Diluc interrupted them.

“Do you know how to use a claymore?” He paused and glanced at their smaller form. “Or a sword?”

“No,” they said, “but once I saw someone with this really pretty sword, like how your claymore is so detailed, and I want to lear—” They stopped themself and bit their lip, watching his reaction.

“Do you want me to teach you?” It was good to learn self-defense, Diluc reasoned. Besides, it would be a good chance to bond with them.

They hesitated, then nodded.

“Tomorrow,” Diluc told them.

—

They picked up the techniques fast. It was only a few days before they could properly spar. Their small size and penchant for dirty tricks nearly made up for their lack of experience. They used fake weapons, of course, and Diluc fought Vision-less. It gave them an opportunity to learn to fight properly and it gave Diluc the chance to practice fighting without his Vision and to defend against tricks he wouldn’t expect. Both of them learned from each other.

One afternoon, clouds gathered quickly above the sparring ground. A raindrop landed on Diluc’s nose. “We should stop for today,” he said. “Fighting in the rain and mud is difficult.”

“I want to try,” [Name] protested. The rain came on quick, faster than Diluc thought it should. “It’ll be fun!”

“No,” Diluc said firmly, lowering his sword and stepping towards the building.

A flash of blue hair brightened the corner of his eye, and a wooden sword swung towards him. It had been years. They were younger than Kaeya had been. Diluc was older. But the rain, and the blue-

He swung before he thought, and they hit the ground. Thunder rumbled overhead, and tears welled in their eyes. Before Diluc could react, could apologize, they scrambled to their feet and ran.

Diluc put the wooden sword away and trekked into the rain. It came down in sheets, drenching him in minutes. Thunder rumbled overhead. “[Name]!” he called, struggling to be heard over the rain. “[Name]!”

The winery was large in of itself, even if [Name] had stayed on the land. They shouldn’t be out in this storm. Hopefully they hadn’t gone far.

Suddenly, a loud caw came from the trees. Diluc startled, put his foot down too hard, and promptly slipped and fell face first into the mud.

Giggling came from a bush nearby, heard even over the rain, and Diluc looked up to see [Name] quickly cover their mouth.

Diluc sighed. “I’m sorry,” he said. “Can you come inside so I can apologize properly, when I’m not covered in mud?”

They grinned. “No.”

Diluc pushed himself into a sitting position and tried to wipe some of the mud off of his coat and his face. The rain let up slightly, a lull in the storm. “I’m sorry that I swung without thinking,” he said. “That’s one of the things you learn not to do when you learn sword fighting.”

“Then why’d you do it?” [Name] frowned.

Diluc hesitated. “It… reminded me of something.”

“Of what?”

“I’ll tell you when you’re older,” Diluc said firmly, and [Name]’s frown deepened.

“I hate when grown ups say that.”

“I know,” Diluc said. [Name] shivered. Their clothes were soaked through. “Do you want to go inside to warm up?”

“Okay,” they agreed.

[m-jelly]

Mask of the heart - Chapter 6

Levi x fem!readerRoyalty, Demon Levi Ackerman, Protective Levi Ackerman, Possessive Levi Ackerman, Cuddly Levi Ackerman, Masks, Curvy Reader,

In this chapter: Levi and you are finally on your honeymoon. As you enjoy your first day you face someone from Levi's past. You give in to Levi and ask for a doctor to investigate your recent sicknesses.

Ao3

The carriage rocked gently as it moved down the path towards your honeymoon destination. Even though your wedding had happened almost two months ago, you were ready to have the time off to be a couple because all the work had been finished. While the two of you would have your holiday, Erwin would put your plan into action about your land. It had been a very busy time for you, Levi and Erwin. It was wonderful that Erwin now had his girlfriend Kate to support him.

Due to the journey being a bit long, you had decided to nap inside the carriage. Levi set up a little be on the floor between the seats, there were so many blankets and cushions for comfort. The two of you were cuddled up together with a blanket over the two of you. Levi wasn’t sleeping much because he didn’t need to, but he adored how you were using him as a bed and pillow. He had you wrapped up in his arms as he pressed his lips against your temple.

He perked up when you shifted a little because it meant you were waking up. He smiled when you hummed a bit. “Hello, my precious bunny wife.”

You rubbed your eyes and hummed. “Hello, handsome husband.” You snuggled closer and kissed his cheek. “You okay?”

“Better now you’re awake.”

You sleepily laughed. “I’m sorry I slept so much, but I feel so drained these days.” You yawned. “Maybe I’m working too much.”

“You work a lot.” He kissed you. “It’s also because we’ve been making love a lot. I should tone it down.”

You giggled as you rubbed his chest. “I want it, my handsome man.” You leaned up and looked down at him. “You’re so sweet.” You caressed his cheek. “So caring.” You leaned down and kissed him. “Makes my heart sing.”

“I love you.” He played with your hair a little. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”

He touched under your eye. “You look tired.”

You lowered your head. “I am. I don’t know why, but I’m very tired these days.”

Levi sat up as worry filled him. “Mm…maybe we should see a doctor. I’m worried about you.”

You smiled at him. “It might be nothing. We have been working a lot and I’m adjusting to being immortal now.”

He hugged you tightly. “Possibly, but I do worry about you.”

You snuggled up to him. “How about I see a doctor once we go back home? I want to enjoy our honeymoon with little worries.”

He processed your offer and then accepted it all and nodded. “Alright, we’ll enjoy these two weeks and see the doctor after, but promise me that if you get worse over these two weeks you tell me and we will see the doctor.”

“I promise.”

He kissed you and hummed in happiness. “Thank you.”

You cuddled up to Levi as the carriage rocked. “Sleepy.”

Levi held you tightly in his arms. “Sleep as much as you need to, okay?”

You closed your eyes again. “You sure? I don’t want to leave you alone.”

“I’m happy as long as I get to hold you.”

The journey went on a bit longer before the carriage arrived. Without disturbing your sleep, Levi scooped you up and carried you inside the summer home. He carefully laid you on the grand bed and placed a delicate kiss on your forehead. He tucked you in before working with the small staff at the home to make the place look cosy and perfect for you. He wanted to make sure that the honeymoon was perfect for you because he believed you deserved the world due to you doing so much for Levi and breaking his curse.

You woke up with your hair a bit messy and felt a bit groggy but a bit better. You slipped out of bed and noticed the room was set up and all your clothes were put in place. So, you changed your dress, did up your hair and made sure your makeup was okay. You walked through the home and smiled at the friendly staff before heading outside to see you were right on the beach. As you looked around at the views you noticed Levi was setting up a nice sitting spot.

You squealed in delight as you felt a rush of emotions go through you. You sprinted down the beach and launched yourself at Levi’s back. “Levi!”

Levi stumbled forward a bit. “Bunny.” He turned around when you dropped to your feet. “You’re awake.”

You linked your arms around his neck and kissed him. “This place is beautiful.”

“I wanted only the best for you.”

You noticed the look on his face. “Let me guess, I’m more beautiful?”

He blushed hard. “Yes, but I thought it was silly to say.”

You hummed a laugh and lightly kissed him. “You romantic softie.” You kissed the end of his nose. “Can we explore the town?”

He nodded. “Yes, I think that’d be nice.” He put his arm around you before glancing at the butler. “Just taking a walk in the town. We’ll be back for dinner.” He kissed you. “We’re having lunch in town.”

“Really? That’s lovely.”

He held you close as you walked together down the beach towards the beach town. “Let me know if you get tired, okay?”

You smiled up at him. “I’m okay. I’ll keep you updated all the time.”

“Thank you.” He picked you up making you giggle in delight as he carried you a little towards a shop. “Look, they bake things in here.”

You gazed inside. “Oh, wonderful!”

He placed you on your feet. “You want a few things?”

You gasped in delight. “Please. Look at this wonderful bread and baked goods!”

He caressed your cheek. “Wait here, okay? I’ll buy a few things. You take a seat and enjoy the sunshine and summer breeze.”

You took a seat outside the shop and smiled at him. “Sure, handsome.” You gave Levi a little wave as he went inside before turning to the street. “Mm. Warm.”

Your body relaxed as the sea breeze washed over you. As you looked around you noticed a woman with long black and very wavy hair staring at you with her dark brown eyes. Her eyes were big and you could see there was a tiredness under them. Her ears were pointed indicating she was an elf. You gave her a little smile but she didn’t smile back, instead, she just stood there glaring at you. She was darkly beautiful with her sickly pale skin, very slim frame and long dark grey dress that was almost black. The front of the dress was rather low, so the sides of her small breasts could be seen.

You frowned a little before turning your head away and looking elsewhere. “Hmm.”

“Excuse me.”

You looked up to see the woman was now standing in front of you and looking down at you. “Ah, um…hello?”

She tilted her head to the side a bit so you could see how long and luscious her hair was, along with her long delicate earrings. “The man you are with.”

You fiddled with your rings. “Y-Yes?”

“That is Count Levi Ackerman, correct?”

You nodded. “Yes.”

She looked inside the building. “He’s not wearing a mask.”

“Yes, his curse someone put on him was broken.”

She looked back at you with a pink colour on her cheeks. “Broken? By who?”

You felt your heart flutter. “He’ll say by me, but I believe he broke it by believing and loving himself.”

She stared at you. “I’m Milena, who are you?”

You gave your first name. “Nice to meet you.”

“Who are you to the Count?”

You showed her your rings. “His wife. I’m Countess Ackerman.”

Her eyes widened at the news. “He’s married? I…this is surprising news…”

“Did you used to work with him or maybe an old friend?”

She stared at you with a wicked glare. “He didn’t tell you about me? I’m surprised because I made the biggest impact on his life.”

You rose to your feet when the realisation hit you, she was the person who cursed Levi. “You’re her, aren’t you? You’re the one who cursed Levi because you couldn’t have him.”

She walked closer to you. “Oh, sweet innocent human, I did have him. He fucked me good.” She hummed a laugh. “His demon cock is so addictive.”

You clenched your jaw. “I don’t know what you want or your reason for approaching me, but I kindly ask you to step back and leave my husband and me alone.”

She grabbed your wrist and yanked on it. “Those rings should be mine!”

“Milena!” The two of you gazed at your dashing husband with paper bags in his arms full of food. “Let go of my wife.”

Milena gasped. “But.”

The area around the three of you got dark and cold, Levi’s eyes became black as scales appeared on his skin. His voice was so very deep as he spoke causing you to shiver with pleasure. “Now.”

She released you and backed up while clutching her chest as if Levi’s dark tone hurt her in some way. “I uh…it’s just…”

He dumped the bags on the table before cupping your face. “Are you okay?” He ignored Milena. “Did she hurt you?” He released your face and inspected your left hand and wrist. “It’s red, she did hurt you.” He turned to Milena. “I’ll rip your soul out.”

You hugged Levi from behind. “Levi.”

He calmed down and placed his hand on yours. “Sorry, darling bunny.” He turned around in your arms and faced you. “Shall we go home and have our picnic?”

You nodded. “Yes. We can have some ham and cheese on the fresh bread.”

He leaned down and kissed you. “Perfect. Let’s go to the butchers.”

You picked up a bag. “I’ve got this one, you get the others, my strong man.”

He smiled and gathered up the others and walked with you. “You’re so beautiful.”

Milena huffed. “Levi! Levi, let’s talk.”

Levi hummed in thought. “How about lemonade?”

You nodded. “I think that’d be lovely.” You waited outside the butchers for Levi as Milena paced a bit, her once stoic air about her gone. As soon as Levi joined you again you smiled. “Ready?”

He led the way home. “I hate that I can’t carry you, but I need to feed you delicious things.”

You giggled at how much he cared about you. You looked back to see Milena was no longer following you. “Levi?”

“Hmm?”

You looked ahead to see the house was getting closer. “Did you and Milena ever have sex?”

He clenched his bags. “Ah, well…we were a couple for a bit and then we slept together once and she got strange with me.” He whined. “I got a bit scared with how controlling she was of me and I was so young.” He released a long sigh. “I broke up with her with the help of my friends and family. After leaving her, she stalked me for a long time and then after she mentally messed with me she then cursed me with her elven magic.”

You reached over and rubbed his back. “I’m so sorry. Want me to slap her?”

Levi laughed. “That would be wonderful, but I’m not hurting anymore because I have you. All I have is rage towards her.” He frowned in thought. “I don’t have any fears. You made me see I’m beautiful and wonderful.” He leaned over and kissed you. “All I need is you.”

You smiled a little. “You’re sweet.”

“I promise you, you’re the only one for me. I broke up with her over ten years ago, which isn’t long ago I guess...”

You gasped. “Ten years? That’s ages!”

He paused a moment. “It is?” He blushed. “Oh, it would be for a mortal person…but you’re immortal now.”

“I am.”

“It makes me so happy.” He shifted the bags. “You have no idea how sad I’d be if you weren’t.”

You saw he was getting upset. “Levi? I’m immortal, there’s no need to think about if I wasn’t.”

He smiled at you. “You’re right. You’re all mine for eternity.”

You giggled. “That’s right.”

Levi rubbed your back as he softly whined. “Bunny.”

You coughed a bit and hummed. “Sorry, I’m ruining our honeymoon by vomiting.”

He hugged you tightly from behind. “Don’t be sorry.” He kissed your shoulder. “Maybe you’re still adjusting to becoming immortal.”

You sighed before looking at Levi. “I want to see a doctor.”

Levi went white. “Doctor?”

You nodded. “Just in case. I promised you I would when we returned, but I think I should see someone now.”

He kissed your temple as he hummed a moment. “Okay. I’ll ask for a doctor to come to our home.” He scooped you into his arms and carried you outside to the back garden. “Some fresh air for you. Do you want a lemonade?”

You took Levi’s hand and kissed it. “If you don’t mind.”

“Of course not.” He kissed the end of your nose. “Rest here, okay?”

“I will.” You blew him a kiss before looking out at the beautiful views of the ocean and the woods. You smiled at seeing a few ships sailing along. “So peaceful.”

The cold glass of your lemonade was tapped against your shoulder making you squeak. Levi chuckled and handed you the glass. “Doctor will be here very soon. Enjoy your drink while we wait, okay?”

You nodded. “I will. Thank you.”

He placed a blanket on your lap before kissing you. “I worry about you.”

You watched him sit next to you. “I know. I’m okay though, just a bit of sickness in the morning.”

He whined a bit. “You’ve been a bit drained and tired since the ceremony.”

You kissed his temple. “It’s probably my body adjusting.”

He wrapped his arms around you and held you close. “Maybe it is.” He pressed his lips against your head and prayed to all the gods that you were well. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Levi.”

“Count and Countess Ackerman.” A lady stepped out with a sweet smile, a little leather bag in hand. She adjusted her glasses a little. “I believe you called for me.”

Levi sat up. “Yes, my wife isn’t well and we’re concerned.”

“Do you mind if I talk to your wife alone?”

Levi stood and felt a little awkward but you held his hand causing him to relax. “I’ll be inside if you need me.”

You kissed Levi’s hand. “I’ll be okay.”

The doctor waited for Levi to leave before sitting down in the single seat. “Right, Countess Ackerman, why don’t you tell me what’s going on with you.”

You released a long sigh. “Well, for about two months now since the turning ceremony I’ve been a bit weird.”

She smiled at you. “Congratulations on the ceremony.”

You felt your heart flutter. “Thank you.”

She opened her bag and checked you over. “How do you feel since then?”

“Well, I was okay at first but as time went on I started feeling tired, achy, hungry and I have been sick in the morning.”

She smiled a little as he touched your neck. “Right, right and you’ve never experienced these symptoms before?”

You shook your head. “No.”

She nodded and then listened to your chest as you breathed. “Mm, and when was your last cycle?”

You felt flustered. “I thought you stopped having them when you do the ceremony.”

She paused and stared at you. “Did you have sex after the ceremony?”

You shyly nodded. “Right after, like within seconds.”

She packed her things up. “Well, the demon ceremonies don’t stop periods. Your cycles are longer apart, but normally after the ceremony, you start the new cycle. So…”

You gasped. “I should have had my period soon after.”

“Exactly.”

You watched her pack everything. “How come you’re packing everything?”

She smiled. “I only need to do one test.” She pulled out a needle and a vial. “Something magical happens during the demon ceremony. When a woman is turned during the ceremony and she is in between cycles, the fertile egg she has turned as well and because of that it’s a very sacred egg. If that egg is fertilised you will get an extra special baby. A lot of these children are treated like they are close to the gods because they were conceived during a time when a life became eternal.” She dropped some of your blood in the vial and smiled when the clear liquid became white with glitter in. “Exactly as I thought.”

You gazed at the pretty colours. “What is it?”

“You, Countess Ackerman, are pregnant with a ceremony child. We call them children of the stars.”

You welled up as you smiled happily. “Really?”

She wiped your tears away. “Yes. Congratulations. I know it’s probably early for you both, but it happens.”

You placed your hand on your belly. “It is, but Levi and I haven’t done things normally as a couple.” You giggled. “I’m excited.”

She rose to her feet. “I will talk to the Count as I need to tell him how to take care of a pregnant immortal human.”

You nodded. “Thank you.” You sipped your drink and waited for Levi to be told the news. After a few minutes you heard running and then Levi appeared. “Hey, honey.”

He welled up as he gazed at you. “Are you happy?”

You stood up as tears filled your eyes. “Yes, yes I’m so happy.” You laughed a bit. “I’m so very happy.”

Levi tackled you into a hug. “Me too!” He released you and showered your face with kisses. “A sweet ceremony baby. They’ll be so special.” He kissed you again. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” You sniffed a bit. “Thank you for checking if I’m okay first.”

He rubbed your tears away as he let his fall. “You’re the most important in all this, my darling bunny. Your happiness takes priority.”

Your heart fluttered. “You’re incredible. I’m a very lucky woman and our sweet little baby will be very lucky to have you as their daddy and dada.”

Levi’s cheeks burned. “Daddy and dada…” He picked you up and spun around with you. “I love it!”

You hugged Levi. “We’ll need to break the news to your parents.”

Levi lifted you and spun around with you. “This is wonderful news.” He lowered you and started dancing with you. “I’ll make sure you’re safe, loved, cared for and protected. We’ll need to get you on a special meal plan.” He kissed you over and over. “Demon babies are very demanding from their mummies. Plus, this is a special baby.”

You gazed at your husband. “We’ve done this very fast, haven’t we? We’re not a year in of being a couple.”

“It’s okay. We’re going at a different pace, but that’s okay. We’re filled with love. We have eternity together, so when our first baby is grown up, we can be a couple for a while and then have our second.”

You hummed a laugh. “Sounds perfect.”

He tapped his forehead against yours. “But two little ones would be cute.”

You giggled. “It would.”

“You think it could be twins? They’d be extra special if we had twins.”

You cupped his face and wiggled it. “Twins are rare. Let’s focus on our honeymoon and the pregnancy, we’ll think about everything else later.”

“I’m going to use a communication crystal to tell Mum and Dad.”

You giggled. “It’ll make their day.”

He picked you up and hurried inside to the cosy room used for cuddling. He sat you down before grabbing a crystal. “Mum? Dad?”

Kuchel squealed in delight. “Hi, my babies! You both are so beautiful!”

Vincent put his arms around Kuchel. “Relax, you feisty kitten. How is your honeymoon going?”

Levi hugged you. “Great. Thank you.”

You gazed at Levi. “Levi faced the woman who cursed him.”

Kuchel gasped. “That bitch Milena was there?”

Levi rubbed the back of his neck. “Yes, but she’s been dealt with for now. I am confident in myself and my wife. I won’t question anything.” He gazed deep into your eyes and smiled. “Even more so now that we’ll be parents in a few months.”

Kuchel screamed in delight. “Baby!”

Vincent laughed. “Congratulations you two! This is incredible news.” He clapped his hands together. “Wait. Is this a child of the stars? A ceremony child?”

Kuchel flapped her arms. “Oh my goodness! Is it?”

You nodded as Levi kissed your head. “Yes, it is.”

Vincent hugged his wife. “This is wonderful. Please be careful, okay?” He called your name. “You’ll be rather drained a lot, but I know you’ll do fantastic. If you need anything, anything at all you’ll let us know, right?”

You nodded. “I promise.”

Kuchel welled up a little. “Please look after yourself, okay? Little stress as possible and rest a lot. Let are you setting up a meal plan?”

Levi squeezed you. “Already on it. Plenty of meat and sweets.”

You huffed. “I’m going to be so spoiled, more than I already am.”

Vincent smirked. “The lad gets that from me. I spoil my stunning wife so much.”

Kuchel giggled as Vincent showered her face and neck with kisses. “Bear!”

“My beautiful kitten.”

You gazed at Levi as he groaned. “You’re just like your dad.”

Levi blushed. “I…I guess I am. I was raised in a loving home. My dad taught me to worship your wife, so I do.” He kissed you and smiled. “I love you.”

You leaned up and kissed him. “I love you so much.”

The four of you talked for a while, Kuchel talked about things she could buy for the baby and wanted approval from Levi and you. The four of you agreed to let Vincent and Kuchel start setting up a baby room at the mansion, then Levi and you would come home and finish it off. It was exciting making plans as a family and the possible impending trouble that could be coming with Prince Jareth was not even thought about.

You waved goodbye to Levi’s parents and sat there in the quiet room for a moment as a rush of emotions hit you. You covered your mouth as you let out a little sob. “S-Sorry.”

Levi wiped your tears away. “Talk to me.”

“I miss my mum and dad.”

Levi wrapped his arms around you and closed his eyes. “It’s okay, let it all out.” He kissed the top of your head. “I can’t imagine how hard it has been for you.”

You sniffed a little. “I just wish they were here for my wedding and now my pregnancy. I bet they would love to be grandparents.”

“I’m sure.” He squeezed you. “They would say they are so proud of you.”

You rubbed your tears. “You think so?”

“I can feel it.” He kissed the end of your nose. “How can they not? You’re so adorable and cute.”

You giggled. “Thank you.”

He wiped your tears more. “I’m sure they’re watching you and think you’re wonderful.”

You tilted your head. “I hope they don’t watch me all the time because we’re perverts. I mean, we sleep with each other almost every night and a few times during the day as well.”

Levi’s cheeks flushed. “You’re right. I hope they don’t watch us all the time. I am very perverted with you.” He tickled and squeezed you making you squeak and laugh. “You’re just so sexy and cute, I just can’t help myself.”

“Says the most sexy man in the world.”

He kissed you and hummed in happiness. “Little bunny?”

You hummed a laugh as he started touching you. “Yes?”

“How about we go to our room and celebrate?”

You tangled your fingers in his hair and kissed him. “Yes please.”

[mortem0]

everyone when ao3 is down for more than a minute:

[musical-chick-13]

UGH Why do so many songs I want to sing require a huge amount of charisma to pull off.

[slightlytoastedbagel]

Yuka Shiraishi. btw.

[salsflore]

ummmm

[1980ssunflower]

missing them...

[chuluoyi]

࿐ ࿔ 🕰️ 「 08:25 P.M 」

tw: pregnancy. overall, just some domestic dad-to-be gojo trying to show how much he loves you even with how your body changes and all <3 based on a request!

a part of gojo's love entries

don’t think that satoru hasn’t noticed how you linger in front of the mirror these days, touching your body all over—particularly your baby bump. seeing your face twist into a sad frown dampens his spirits too.

on the other hand, you understand that it’s a natural process, but you have never gained this much weight before, and despite already having your husband reassure you before, you still feel somewhat meh about yourself.

“how’s my favorite girl and little rascal doing today?” he flopped down on the bed beside you as soon as he returned from school, caressing your belly. “ready to come out yet?”

you throw him an unamused look. “no, satoru. and don’t make it sound so effortless. i’m the one pushing him out.”

“ahh, but i can’t wait though~”

his palpable excitement actually made you smile as you placed your hand over his. but then your smile fell a bit and he was quick to notice it.

“what’s on your mind?” he asked then. “talk to me, hmm?”

“no… it’s nothing.” you looked away, a bit ashamed. if satoru says he’s not bothered by your figure, you really shouldn’t be thinking about this any longer. you didn't want to make him worry… but it really wasn't easy to let it go.

“hmm, my baby mama can’t be sad,” your husband pouted, and suddenly he pulled you closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. “she’s the cutest when she smiles.”

you looked up to him, feeling the security in his arms and yet still a hint of uncertainty in your voice. “am i just cute… to you?”

you wanted to be beautiful too. like how he used to sing you praises during your school days.

satoru grinned. and it’s the kind of toothy grin that makes your heart soar.

“no. you’re also pretty.” he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. “and you’re smart, kind, nags a lot, gets pouty easily… and you're sweet like a dango, makes me want to gobble you up.”

“so now i’m a dango?” you nestled your head against his broad chest, feeling your face start to heat up, and a smile beginning to curve your lips. stupid satoru. he said all of them so easily it was making you giddy and felt silly for doubting him at all.

“just because our baby is going to be a mochi. and look, you’re so close to carrying him to full-term,” he rubbed your swollen tummy again, this time with a more sincere smile. “i love you the most for it.”

your eyes took a shine, processing his words, and you could’ve sworn that right now, nothing could’ve shaken your feelings for your silly husband.

suddenly your baby kicked you hard as if to reprimand you too for your insecurities, and you winced.

“hurts?” satoru questioned, slightly concerned when you nodded. “wait i’ll tell him off.”

he cleared his throat and began making circular motions on your abdomen, as if to summon him.

“yo, brat. you can’t kick your mama like that too often these days. you’re accumulating karma and she counts it. when you come out, she’ll forbid you from eating our favorite mochis and—”

“satoru!!”

and then the two of you just burst into giggles, and once again, you utterly and thoroughly fell in love with him. for always making you feel safe... and loved.

“you know, satoru...” this time it was you who hugged him, breathing in his scent for comfort. now you were totally worry-free, the softest of smile on your face. “i’m really grateful that... we found each other.”

at your heartfelt confession, satoru felt his chest tighten with warmth and his cheeks flush. he is so blushing and he tries covering it with a chuckle. and the words lingering at the tip of his tongue were—

“heh, aren’t you glad you married me?”

yeah... i’m so glad that it’s you too.

[augustinewrites]

it’s been…a while since you and satoru have gone on an assignment together.

having two young children at home made it difficult to take off on short notice and be away for days at a time. they needed stability and routine, so the two of you had decided that one person would stay home while the other was working.

for a while, that’d worked fine. but now that megumi and tsumiki were older, self-sufficient teens who loved nothing more than being left alone, satoru had seen this as an opportunity.

you’d still been a little hesitant, but it was a simple surveillance mission. easy, right?

“water. you need to stay hydrated.” you instruct when he gets back into the car. he takes the water bottle you’re holding out, unscrewing the cap and taking a swig.

“gakuganji isn’t even home yet,” he reports with a sigh. you hum, distracted as you check your phone. gojo reaches across your knees to pull open the glovebox, rifling through colourful snack wrappers.

“tsumiki hasn’t texted me back,” you mutter. “should i ask nanami to check in on them?”

“nah, i’m sure they’re just super busy trashing the apartment and racking up charges on the emergency credit card. ah– found it!” he pulls out a black silk sleep mask, slipping it on so it rests on his forehead.

“really?” you ask, unimpressed as he holds a second one out to you. “you’re taking a nap?”

“yeah, it’ll be easier to sneak around when it’s dark, why stay awake till then?”

“is that a good idea?” you ask, though you know there’s really no point in trying to argue with his logic.

“your fault for keeping me awake all night. late night laundry folding is no joke.”

“if you’d put it in the dryer when i’d asked—”

“can’t hear you,” he sing-songs, pulling the mask over his eyes. “you can take a nap too, you know. that old fart couldn’t get past us even while asleep.”

“i’ll pass on the nap. need to wait for tsumiki to text.”

he grumbles something incoherent that you’re sure is meant to be argumentative as he reclines his seat a little and lays back, getting comfortable and quiet.

…for about 45 seconds.

you watch out of the corner of your eye as he pulls the mask up a half inch, just enough for his right eye to observe you.

“what do you want now?” you ask.

then, with casualty akin to asking what you want for lunch, he clears his throat and asks, “do you want to have sex?”

“do i want to have what?” you ask, turning to stare at him incredulously, but your face is hot and for a split second, you’d considered agreeing.

“sex,” he repeats, patting his lap with a shit-eating grin. “we’re going to be here for a while, anyways. these seats recline way back—”

“i am not having sex in this car with you, satoru!”

he groans over-dramatically (as he tends to do). “will you at least cuddle with me then? i’m desperate and touch-starved and hopelessly in love with you!”

you make a note to figure out what cheesy rom com he stole that line from, but lean across the console to trail kisses up his shoulder, his neck. satoru does nothing to protect himself from your overly affectionate onslaught, he’s quick to catch your jaw, pulling you in for a proper kiss.

“wait. no, no, no!” he protests when you pull back, eyes suddenly trained on the house you’re meant to be watching. “you can’t just leave me high and dry—”

“he’s home!” you whisper, pressing a hand over his mouth (though he continues with muffled complaints). “pull the car a little further back before we get out.”

you’ve already summoned your shikigami as satoru maneuvers the car into the dense forestry, about to send them off when your phone vibrates in your lap.

“oh! megumi texted me,” you inform him. “he said…‘already made dinner. tsumiki is out on a date—’”

the car grinds to a halt and abruptly turns, the momentum causing your to slam into the side of the car as it peels out onto the dirt road. you curse loudly as your fiancé, devoid of all his playfulness from earlier, speeds through the forest.

“what the— satoru!”

[djljpanda]

Lucifer Morningstar X Fallen Exorcist Reader

Ever since his split from Lilith Lucifer has been a reck feeling like no one can love him, need him, or understand him again

You have been an exorcist for a couple of thousand years now being one of the best exorcists Heaven could ever ask for

But deep down you always felt bad for those you had killed feeling like yes Hell is for those who have done wrong but what about those who did the wrong things for the right reasons

So on the next extermination day you tried to run away from it all but when Adam found out he took it upon himself to kill you

You were able to get away before Adam could finish you off but nothing could prepare you for meeting Lucifer himself

For some reason Lucifer took you in and helped you out and yes you did come out to him about you being a “fallen angel” and your ideals on heaven, earth, and hell

Lucifer just sat there and listened and for the first time since Lilith someone understood him

Now at first you two became roommates in a way, mostly helping him out with his work, giving him duck ideas, being his bodyguard and secretary, and you did try to push him into talking to Charlie more but you understood on why he couldn’t do it himself

You did face palm as when he called her all he did was tell her to have that meeting with Adam, at least it’s a start

Charlie dose know of you but saw you more as her fathers secretary or his best friend, like an aunt, she is happy how you think there is a way to get sinners in to heaven and how you told her if she ever needs help or to talk to someone you are just quick call

Lilith dose know of you and you may have never seen her face to face she is happy someone is keeping her ex happy

Now if you ever get together it would be the best for the both of you cause I’m sure you would want to confess first but with the thoughts of you killing his people and Lilith, it just made you hesitant but with a simple duck jester (making a duck quack an “I love you”) Lucifer confessed his feelings to you

Charlie I think would be happy for her dad to have found someone and yes at first she did see you as her aunt but she is happy to call you her step parent sand she isn’t afraid of telling everyone that either

That’s one of the major reason on why Lucifer likes you, his daughter loves you like a parental figure

This Lucifer is just a sad boy so if you just sit there and cuddle him he would love you forever and if add words of praise he is just melting

Definitely will vent to you cause he is that comfortable around you and he is happy that you feel the same way when you vent

You always support his duck creations and yes late nights would consist of you two role playing with the ducks, when you two started dating he made three duck versions of you, him, and Charlie all matching clothes sitting next to each other, this man had a whole collection of duck versions of you and he was embarrassed when you found out but you called it cute

When extermination day hits he could see how tense you get and when you told him on what happened before he found you he couldn’t help but hate Adam more and so every Extermination day Lucifer would hold your hand and comfort you may even play a little music and it just grew more loving when you two started dating

You do help out with Lu Lu World as it’s one of Lucifer’s passion projects and no one could believe how upset you were when Mammon created Loo Loo land, you almost put your exterminator skills to use but Lucifer stopped you and let Mammon have his way cause he didn’t want to argue with Mammon so you just had to let it go

You both do play music together as when you were both angels all you did was play music, duets and you can’t tell me you, Lucifer, and Charlie didn’t sing together once

You remember seeing Lucifer’s wings for the first time and how amazed you were as you kept complementing him and that just made his face all red and what made you stop was when he commented o how your wings could have been more pretty then his, you just smile at him

Now here you two have more of a bodyguard/ secretary and famous person kind of relationship even though he may not need it he likes keeping you around and that just help made his feelings grow for you

[bagofshinyrocks]

The Whole Bakery

Prompt: How will the boys respond to an S/O who slaps their ass out of nowhere? [Requested by @airghostlyfox]

Featuring: Task Force 141 (CoD: MW2) - John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Johnny "Soap" MacTavish (separately) x GN!Reader

Word Count: 0.8k

Warnings: expletives; lightly suggestive content

There he was. Making his morning cup of coffee. Comfortable sleep clothes and sluggish movement. Your handsome partner. 

He had finally freed himself from the blanket web and your comfortable arms, with the intent to go through most of his “honey-do” list that weekend.

And he was so unaware.

That your arm was winding up for a powerful smack to his ass.

John Price

The sound was not as impressive due to his sweatpants, but the way he jerked and slowly put down the things in his hands was reward enough. He did not appreciate it. And he did not turn around.

“Luv,” he said in an even tone. “What the hell was that?”

You rubbed the offended cheek with the same hand, deciding against pinching, as he would win any fight you started. 

“My darling John. Your ass is just so wonderful, I can’t help myself.” 

Both hands gently squeezed his ass. And you pressed an apologetic kiss between his bare shoulder blades.

“You’ve got the whole bakery right here, bubba.” Gentle pats. Still no movement of his neck. “All these buns.”

Finally, he turned around.

He was trying very hard not to smile. Trying not to encourage you. But goddamn, did you look pleased with yourself. Strong arms wrapped around your middle, pressing you to his chest.

“You are-” Kiss. “Such a flirt.” Kiss. “And absolutely shameless.”

You kissed him back and lazily threw your arms over his shoulders.

Behind you, his arm raised itself and smacked your ass as hard as he possibly could. You folded into him with a yelp.

“GOD FUCKIN–!”

Simon Riley

The moment your hand left his cheek, he had turned on you and grabbed you under the armpits.

“Uh oh” was all you had the chance to say before he dragged you off to the nearest wall. He was smiling, but it was the smile that meant you were still in trouble. You chuckled nervously as he settled you against the wall, caging you in and leaning in close.

“You are a cheeky one,” he purred.

“Yessir.”

“Any particular reason we’re playful this morning?”

You wriggled your arms out of his grip, and settled your hands over his ass again. He let you, one of his fingers tapping your nose.

“Well, if you must know, Simon,” you said, adopting a matter-of-fact tone. “It is because your ass is just so delicious looking.”

He snorted at your blunt words and hid his eyes with his hand.

“Bloody hell.”

“I mean, just look at it, lover.” You firmly gripped his ass, squeezing ever so slightly. “All this cake.”

He sighed, but he was still laughing. You’re adorable. He loves you.

Kyle Garrick

You didn’t smack too, too hard. A peace offering for walking around in his boxers and nothing else. Your favorite outfit on him.

But he still jumped and gave you a dirty look.

“It is 8 in the morning, you shit.”

You turned him back around and massaged his ass, humming a cheerful tune. “I’m just gonna knead this yummy dough, don’t mind me.”

“You a cat? Making biscuits?”

You giggled and kissed the back of his neck.

“Oh, have you got some biscuits on you, loverboy.”

He couldn’t help but laugh into his cup, turning himself around and pulling you into his embrace. Soft, coffee-flavored kisses. Then his arms snaking lower, and his own hands settling on your ass.

“I think that’s one of the sweetest things you’ve ever said to me.”

“Sweeter than ‘I love you’?”

He squeezed your ass and pulled you impossibly closer to him.

“Mm,” he sighed into your mouth. “Tied for first.”

You pulled back and narrowed your eyes.

“What? Oh, right. I love you, too, baby.”

Johnny MacTavish

Of all the boys, he has no right to complain. A chronic ass-slapper. Repeat offender groper. Can’t sleep without one hand one you, be it your arm, your stomach, or your leg.

He was singing some song to himself, dancing a little. Background noise that kept him from hearing you until it was too late.

“Steaming bloody-”

You hit him too hard. Oh no. Oh no, no, no. You ducked out of his grasp and started pleading for forgiveness.

“Baby, I’m sorry, that was harder than I meant. I’m sorry. I’m sor- shit.”

A mad scramble around the kitchen island. Never had you run away from your bare-chested Scotsman so quickly.

“Get your arse back here!”

“Nuh uh!”

“Fuck you mean-” He vaulted over the island and you screamed. Like a bird of prey, he grabbed you and dragged you to the couch, falling on top of you with all his weight.

“I’m sorry, baby,” you wheezed.

He smothered your face and neck in kisses, and accepted your apology. He would get you back later. With less force but greater number of ass slaps. You were sure of it.

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Posted: 2023 Dec 12

[dean-winchesters-clit]

I need y'all to understand how fucking important it is that their lovemaking song was La Vie En Rose.

Those translated covers you hear on TikTok take their lyrics from a Louis Armstrong cover of the original French version sung by Edith Piaf. The English lyrics are beautiful but there are some things lost in translation, which is why I love that they had Izzy sing the original French version while Stede and Ed are making love.

Edith Piaf's version of the song is all about the intensity of love and finding love after a trying time. Her vocals are incredible and bleed all the different emotions she feels while singing. Izzy starts with the English translation of the song, which goes:

But a closer translation to the original French would be:

"Quand il me prend dans ses bras; When he takes me into his arms/ Il me parle l'a tout bas; He speaks to me softly/ Je vois la vie en rose; And I see life through rose-colored glasses."

Obviously this is fine and dandy, but it's the translation of the original French lyrics used later in the episode that really get me. Izzy sings this:

Which translates to this:

"He speaks words of love to me/ They are every day words/ And they do something to me.

"He has entered into my heart/ A bit of happiness/ That I know the cause of.

"It's only him for me/ And me for him, for life/ He told me, he swore to me, for life."

It's that last verse that the English version just wouldn't be able to capture. The translated version of that verse is about angels and love songs and mentions nothing of a vow to love one another for life.

That's what's so special to me about the French version of the song being used in that moment. Edith Piaf sings as a person who has lived through so much pain and suffering (which she definitely did as a French woman living through World War II) and finally finds comfort and peace in the arms of her beloved.

That is ultimately what Ed and Stede are for one another. Safe harbors, calm waters, peaceful days and nights in each other's presence. They bicker and argue and hurt one another, but they always come back together so easily. Stede was hurt and needed reassurance, needed to prove to himself that he wasn't a whim, needed to feel the security of Ed in his arms. And perhaps they shouldn't have gone all the way that night, but they're both impulsive and obsessed with each other and they needed something.

It's that song that lets me know they're gonna be okay. They're intense and impulsive but they compliment each other. They fit together perfectly, and they find comfort in one another no matter what's happened to them in the past. They need their harbors, their anchors, each other. They'd never leave each other behind. They make each other's lives la vie en rose.

(Edit: fixed a translation error)

[katsukiizmoon]

╰┈➤ ꒰🍓💌🌶 ┊”You’re ovulating?” + BKG ꒱

『♡』 this was longer but tumblr literally fucking ate it! I’m actually still upset about it not going to lie. :(( anyways ovulation is killing me and I want this man to fuck me till I can’t breathe :))

『♡』 f!reader, ovulation, creampie, unprotected sex, cum eating, light choking, light finger sucking, squirting, Bj/Pussy Eating, light breeding

Katsuki walks in and loses his breath. He drops every thought in his mind, floating away like they were never there to begin with. A hushed, slow breath leaves his lips. Cock growing hard in his pants, he watches.

There you are, sprawled out on your shared bed. Black comforter under your pretty body as you work. Your legs spread as you pump fingers in and out of yourself.

He watches the way your head is thrown back, the gasp tumbling from your lips when you rub your clit. And something takes control of him.

He drops his belt to the ground, yanking his work shirt over his head and throwing it. His gauntlets and other finicky objects are in the garage where they belong. And you are in bed, where you belong.

Katsuki stalks in, dick pressing against the fabric of his pants. His mind races and he loses his wits when he hears you moan his name.

“Baby.” He mumbles, deep and rich voice flooding your senses.

You snap up, to your elbows, closing your legs. You look like you’ve been caught doing something you’re not supposed to and shy.

“I- I’m sorry m jus- I’m ovulating and-“ You get out, pussy clenching at the sight in front of you.

And oh god, is it a look. He’s so thick, little bit of sweat on his neck. His chest is large and because of work and the gym today he’s got a pump. Slick slides from your pussy onto the mattress. He’s still got his hero mask on and somehow it makes it hotter.

“You’re ovulating?” He questions, staring at your closed knees. He wants them open, wants to see your pretty pussy.

You nod, face heating and slowly beginning to spread your legs. Your pussy is clenching around nothing, slick juices sliding between your ass cheeks. It glistens in the light filtering through the bedroom.

Katsuki gasps, cock beginning to leak precum. And he makes his move.

His thick, rough fingers make quick work of spreading your legs the rest of the wayand his tongue is suddenly everywhere.

He sucks on your clit and rubs his cock against the mattress when you moan. Tongue sliding between your folds like he’s been starving for you.

“Yes yes yes!” You sing, gripping at his blonde locks of hair. But it isn’t enough. It feels amazing, your body hot all over and pussy throbbing like it has a heartbeat.

But it isn’t enough.

You pounce, pulling him onto the bed. You make quick work of pulling down his pants, shoving your tongue in his mouth. They dance there, exploring despite knowing one another so well.

He whimpers and your pussy leaks some more and you move so that he’s on his back. He’s such a fucking beauty.

Plush lips, nice and pink. His face is flushed and his eyeliner from work has smudged a bit. You watch his chest rising and falling and tears prick your eyes.

“Bunny?” He murmurs, so fucking sweet.

“I need your cock in me now or I’m going to fucking die.” You get out, pulling his pants further down.

He lifts his hips and gets them off the rest of the way. You actually almost cum when you see his cock. The precum looks so good you think about licking it up.

But you don’t. You sink down on top of him and whine, hands finding hold on his chest. Your fingers splay against him and you begin to bounce and rock back and forth.

He’s letting out airy moans and gasps, fingers digging into the fat on your hips. Something about it sets you on fire.

You keep going, feeling your pussy suck him in. He’s so big, so good. Your thighs burn and your body tingles. His cock brushes against your gspot and you lose it.

“Fuck me- fill me- oh fuck!” You whimper out, nails digging into his chest.. and he’s manhandling you.

You’re on your back before you can protest. Cock shoved back into you, knees hooked over his shoulders. It’s lewd, how you squelch. Pussy juice and precum mixing together.

Something in your stomach twists. His hand wraps around your throat and squeezes- just a little- and oh god you’re fucking flying. You grab onto the comforter so you don’t float away.

His cock is buried in you, deep. So deep you think you feel him in your throat. He’s still moaning and it’s god you on cloud nine.

“Gonna fuckin’ fill you with my cum and- and-“ He gasps out, with a long and hard thrust. This one makes your eyes roll back and you barely register the clear juices gushing from your pussy.

He takes a moment and slows down, tongue tracing over your lips and he takes the moment to drown in the taste of your spit. He can still taste a little bit of your lunch and drink on his tongue. But it still tastes like you and he can’t think straight.

Katsuki loses himself, loses his mind cause you’re squeezing down on him. And you look so good, you taste so good, and he doesn’t know what to do with himself.

“Katsuki-“ You whimper out, and you mumble something he barely hears. Something you get shy about, the both of you.

He moves his face so it’s closer to your neck, so his lips are beside your ear and he can say things just as breathily as you.

“Yeah? M’ gonna fuck you dumb n make you a momma, yeah? That’s what you want honey?” Katsuki rasps, hot breath on your neck.

You start chanting out agreements, nodding, whining and whimpering beneath him. He licks the column of your throat and nibbles , stroking deep.

He reached up and pushes his fingers into your mouth, and you suck between babbles and whines.

His cock slams into you, pushing deep and your eyes roll back. Your toes curl and for the umpteenth time you’re floating again. The world goes still and you claw at his shoulders. You don’t even register him replacing his fingers with his tongue, kissing you, deep and slow. You can faintly taste your pussy on his tongue.

“That’s my good girl, that’s it, take it.” He gasps out, watching as clear spurts of liquid leave your tight hole.

His cock is still slamming into you, making you bounce and gasp and moan with every thrust. It hurts and it feels good all the same. His fingers reach and dig into the plush of your ass and he lowers himself to nibble at your neck.

Katsuki loses his last bits of sanity when you whimper out, begging him to fuck his cum in you and give you a baby. It makes his head foggy, he forgets everything he ever learned in sex ed.

You’re licking at the column of his throat, savoring every little taste you can of his sweat. He tastes like fucking honey on your lips and you can’t get enough of him.

He pushes his cock in as deep as he can, body taut as he stills. The head presses against your cervix and he cums. And he whimpers, body shaking before it eventually begins to relax. He stays like that, letting the cum suffuse until you’re leaking with it and then he moves again.

Slow and controlled, lifting up a bit to kiss you deep and make you feel every little bit of him. He allows himself to fuck the cum into you, reveling in the quiet gasps you make. You’re so sensitive, both of you, but it feels so good. It’s the fact that he’s intentionally doing it- knowing it can and probably will get you pregnant.

And he’s gentle when he pulls back, getting to his knees to lick at the juices and cum that have spilled out. But you know he’s holding back, for your sanity.

“You’re gonna be mine forever now.” He mumbles to himself, but you catch it and your pussy squeezes with his cum inside you.

He takes his time with you in the shower, eating your pussy like a starving man, and then washing your hair.

Katsuki thanks all his lucky stars when you suck his cock until it’s milked. And he sees stars when you catch some of his cum on your fingers and shove them up your pussy. Pushing his cum into you for the second time that night.