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[ofsgiathan]

Embrace your dreams. If you want to be a hero you need to have dreams … and honor.

[pinknightsinmymind]

【 the late shift - abby anderson | NSFW 】

wife!doctor!abby anderson x fem!wife!reader

NSFW CONTENT BELOW CUT MDNI

wc: 6.1k

summary: it's your precious wife's birthday. what better way to celebrate than dinner and birthday sex?

content: modern!au, wife!doctor!abby, wife!reader, descriptions of cooking (bc i love food❤️), domesticity with abby (she helps you cook), switch!abby, switch!reader, dom&sub!reader, dom&sub!abby, top&bottom!reader, top&bottom!abby, hickies, oral sex (r!receiving & abby!receiving), use of toys (abby!receiving), face sitting, fingering (abby!receiving), strap-on usage (r!receiving), abby refers to the strap as her dick/cock, doggy position, nipple play, praise, slight degradation (like once), slight spit kink, body worship, slight dumbification, breeding kink, abby lowkey having a housewife kink, slight spanking (abby just loves slapping your ass), slight dacryphillia, mentions of wine, reader and abby a lil tipsy, use of pet names (baby, babe, love, pretty girl, honey, etc.), mentions of nudes

a/n: this is the filthiest thing i've ever written. this is also the fic that won the poll i posted, so pls enjoy!! also, even though the morning sex option lost on the poll, i'm still gonna post that fic soon, and i can't wait for yall to read it!! pls tell me what you think about this fic bc i'd love to hear!! in this fic i introduce to you my abby happy trail agenda :)) again i just wanna thank you for all your support and love on my fics i appreciate every ounce of it i love yall so much <333

Abby was running late from work today—of all days—like she said she wouldn’t. Despite the fact it was her birthday, she couldn’t take the day off since one of her coworkers was on vacation at the moment. So, with no one else to cover the shift, she begrudgingly went to work on the one day she wanted off more than anything. The entire time she wished she were home and not at the hospital, but on her lunch break she sent you a photo of the small cake her coworker and friend, Nora, brought her. Since work would drain her by the time she got home, all she wanted was a simple at-home celebration that included dinner with you. She said she would be too tired for anything more than that, but you still had a few surprises lined up for her. You had her gifts waiting for her in your bedroom, a cake in the fridge, and you also had a brand new lingerie set you were wearing underneath your clothes. One that you may or may not have sent photos of your body in to tease her while she was at work. But that was neither here nor there.

However, despite both of your best efforts, today just wasn’t playing out how either of you wanted. She had promised she’d be home tonight by five to celebrate her birthday, but it was already past seven. You had gotten texts from her earlier explaining that an emergency had come up with one of her patients and that she’d be running late. You understood that her work was important and, of course, weren’t mad at her for something out of her control. You also knew she cared a lot about her patients and took her work seriously. You were just a little sad that you couldn’t celebrate her birthday sooner and that you had to wait a little longer. While sitting on the couch, you got a text from Abby saying she was finally on her way home. You decided now would be the best time to start getting dinner ready, and headed to the kitchen to prepare everything. You cleaned up your big, granite counter so you’d have space for all your ingredients, and pulled out a cutting board. You had barely finished chopping the mushrooms and tomatoes when you heard the front door opening and closing. You heard Abby’s keys jingling as her steady footsteps sounded from the foyer all the way into the den.

“[Y/N]?” she called.

“In the kitchen!” you responded, leaning against the counter as you waited for her to emerge. She was still in her scrubs and had her backpack on, but as soon as she saw you she slipped it off and let it drop to the floor.

“Baby, I’m so sorry,” she said immediately. She walked up to you and pulled you into a hug. “One of my patients had an emergency that I needed to take care of. I had barely finished packing my things up when it happened. I didn’t even get the chance to clock out.”

“Hey, it’s okay,” you assured her. “I know these things happen.” Abby pulled away from the hug, her hands slipping from your shoulders down to your waist. She placed a kiss on your forehead.

“You sure? I know you wanted today to be special.”

“I mean, I’m a little sad you came home later than usual, but at least you’re here now,” you explained.

“I’m sorry, honey,” she said again. She craned her face down to your neck and began to place kisses along your collarbones and the side of your neck. “I really wanted to come home early like you wanted.”

“It’s okay. You texted me right on time, so at least I hadn’t started making dinner. It would’ve gone cold.”

“Now that would’ve made me even sadder,” Abby said, pulling her face out from the crook of your neck. She rubbed lazy circles on your back before picking you up without warning. She sat you down on the kitchen counter and made sure to stand in between your legs. She placed more kisses on your neck and jaw, her hands rubbing up and down your thighs. “You’re such an angel. Let me make it up to you, hm?”

“Abs,” you said quietly.

“Let me make you feel good.”

“But you’re still in your scrubs,” you said to her.

“And?” She bit the skin around your neck, then sucked on it a little before licking it. A small whine left your lips at the feeling as you grasped onto her big arms. “I thought you said they look good on me?”

“You’re a huge germaphobe. You know this,” you scolded her. Abby stopped what she was doing and sighed.

“Fine, you’re right. I’ll shower, but when I get out, it’s over for you,” she warned.

“Sure it is, ma’am,” you joked with her.

“Wanna bet?” she asked. She turned to look at you, raising one of her eyebrows as she gave your body a once over.

“Go take a shower, Abigail,” you said jokingly. She laughed as she turned around to walk to your bedroom.

“Using my full government name now? Wow,” she said with fake hurt before disappearing down the hall. You chuckled a little and rolled your eyes at her dramatics.

First order of business: sauce. You prepped the pan and poured in the tomato sauce that Abby liked and added the chopped up tomatoes and mushrooms to the mix. While the sauce was heating up, you began to prepare the pot to boil the pasta. You made fun of Abby for having bowties as her favorite pasta—you told her it was so cute for someone as tough-looking as her—but it was her favorite so of course you’d make it. You salted the water as you turned up the temperature of the oven. Now all that was left was to make the chicken. The chicken had been defrosting in the sink for a while, and you still had to set up the bowls of batter and crumbs. You decided to coat the chicken in panko bread crumbs for a more crunchy texture, the sound of the sizzling oil filling the air as you dropped the chicken in. The sauce you had made was already simmering on the stove, and you knew it would be finished by the time the chicken was. While you set the chicken to fry, you finally added the pasta into the now boiling water.

You were checking on the chicken when you felt a pair of hands slide across your stomach from behind you. You stifle a chuckle at the feeling as you hadn’t heard Abby approach you and because it made you flustered. Her hands roamed from your stomach to ghost over your ribcage, down to your lower abdomen, repeat. She knew just how to fluster you.

“Well, hello to you, too,” you said to her. You grabbed the tongs nearby and flipped the pieces of chicken over.

“You look so cute like this,” Abby whispered.

“Oh, yeah?” you asked. “What about me is cute to you right now?”

“The fact that you’re making me dinner.” One of her hands slid down from your stomach and past your thighs before she started to grope your ass.

“Abby!” you yelled. “Stop being so horny.” Although you were technically scolding her, you were laughing a little bit as you did. You wanted to pretend you didn’t like Abby’s antics, but you couldn’t. She was just so endearing, and you did love her touch.

“Alright, alright. I’ll keep my hands above your ass. Is that better?” she teased.

“Much better.” You took out two pieces of chicken that were done frying and placed them on the pan you set out to collect them after they were cooked. After you finished with the chicken you were planning on covering them in mozzarella to sit in the oven for a few minutes. You felt Abby’s hand move from your ass and back to caressing your stomach and your hips. “You’re touchy today.”

“And are you complaining?” she asked in a low voice. She nuzzled her face into your neck as she began to place kisses all over your skin. She was gingerly ghosting over that one spot that drove you crazy, barely leaving a trace of her warmth behind as her skin grazed past yours. Her lips would practically hover over as if she was going to kiss you before moving. What a tease.

“No, but aren’t you afraid of the oil splattering us?”

“I don’t know. I think it could be kind of sexy. Like wax play or something.”

“You are unbelievable,” you laughed. “If you want to be helpful, can you get the mozzarella out of the fridge? The packaging’s brand new.”

She placed a few more kisses on the back of your neck. “Yes, ma’am.” She pulled away from your body, but not before smacking your ass.

“Abigail Anderson,” you warned.

“[Y/N] Anderson,” she said as she walked to the fridge. “I’ll do you one better. I’ll even shred it for you,” she announced.

“Wow. You’re so kind,” you said sarcastically. You took out the two final pieces of chicken and turned the burner beneath the pan off. In the meantime, you could hear Abby pulling out the cheese grater and a bowl to get to work. You grabbed a nearby spoon and stirred the pasta a little bit to see how close it was to being ready.

“Here you go, love.” Abby suddenly appeared at your side with the shredded mozzarella in a bowl for you. She gave you a kiss on the cheek, one you quickly returned as you grabbed the bowl from her hands.

“Thank you, babe.”

“No problem. Let me drain the pasta for you, okay?” Abby said. You nodded as you turned off the sauce and got to work on the chicken. You drizzled an equal amount of cheese on each piece of chicken before sliding it into the oven. While you were busy with that, you could hear Abby digging around to find the strainer. It didn’t take her long, and before you knew it you could hear the water going down the sink’s drain. After you closed the oven, you leaned against the counter and let out a sigh. Only a few more minutes and dinner would be ready. You watched Abby as she transferred the pasta back to its pot before leaving the strainer by the kitchen sink. When Abby turned around, she gave you a sheepish smile as she waltzed to the stove. She put the pot on one of the empty burners before sauntering over to you. She pulled you by your hips closer to her.

“Can’t wait to eat this food,” she said. “You worked so hard on it.”

“Well, it’s your birthday!” you said excitedly. “I wanted it to be special.”

“And you achieved just that.” Abby leaned in, her lips touching yours so gently and with such passion. Her arms wrapped around you tightly as she pulled you closer. Your hands found their way to her hair as you got enraptured in the kiss. Her hair was down at the moment, and it was always such a sight to see. You loved the way it framed her face, how it seemed to make her features light up. She felt so good against you, and you could smell the coconut shampoo she used and the pine soap that made her smell so fresh and clean. God, she was so addicting, and as much as you loved kissing her, your eyes widened when you remembered the chicken inside the stove.

“Abby,” you said.

“What is it, baby?” she whispered, clearly thinking you were about to ask her something else.

“The chicken!” you said, and pulled away from her immediately. You yanked the stove open and pulled the food out. The delicious scent immediately wafted to your nose, and you could feel your stomach come to life with hunger.

“God, that looks delicious,” Abby said. “Yeah, I’m fucking you good tonight.” You wanted to make a joke about how vulgar her words were, but you already knew what she would say in response: “But you like it, don’t you?” The answer would be “yes,” and that’s why you let the words stay in your mouth.

After the successful dinner, you brought Abby’s gifts out from your bedroom to let her open them up. You bought her the gold bracelet she had been eyeing for a while, a special edition copy of her favorite book, and concert tickets for her favorite band. To say she was pleased was an understatement. After Abby opened her presents, she ran to your pantry to pull out the brand new bottle of wine she had hidden for this occasion. It was a surprise from her to you for such a great day so far. One and a half glasses of wine later, you and Abby were cuddling on the couch together. At least that’s what it had begun as. The two of you nursing your glasses of wine, sitting together underneath a blanket, a random show playing on the TV, until the drinks started to make you both a little frisky. Your glasses had both been abandoned on the coffee table in front of you, Abby’s lips on yours as she pulled you into her lap. Her hands were roaming all over your body. From your ass to your hips, your waist to beneath your bra. While on the outside she continued her movements without hesitation, on the inside she felt herself getting flustered. She had seen the photos you sent her while she was at work—she spent a good few minutes gawking at them—but she didn’t think you were still wearing the lingerie set. The bra you were wearing was lacy and thin, and was that a bow in the center? You would be the death of her. She just wanted all of you in this moment, and no matter how much she pulled you into her body, it wasn’t close enough. Her lips wandered from your jaw down to your neck, leaving scarlet marks there in her wake.

“I’ve wanted you so bad all day, baby,” she whispered. Her hands began fiddling with your nipples through your bra. The fabric was so thin it was like you weren’t wearing anything at all. “So bad. Especially after you teased me while I was at work.” Your lips found hers again, and to your surprise, Abby’s hands moved to your hips as she made you grind onto her. A small whimper left your mouth at the sudden friction, the noises you made immediately swallowed by her kiss.

“Abby,” you moaned. She smiled at the mention of her name, but her lips stayed on yours.

“What is it?” she asked between kisses.

“I need you.” She moved your hips into hers again, the ache in between your legs becoming too much. You just needed her to make it go away. “Let’s go to our room.” You could feel Abby perk up at the request, and she didn’t hesitate to push the blanket off both your bodies. She adjusted your legs so they were wrapped around her waist, strengthening her grip around your ass. She got up from the couch and began walking down the hall to your bedroom. She stopped kissing you to keep an eye on where she was headed, but you started to kiss her all over her neck. She gave your ass a particularly harsh squeeze before she pushed the door open to your room. She continued her march to your bed, setting you down onto the soft mattress before her. When she plopped down next to you in bed, your hands didn’t hesitate to wander towards the hem of her shirt, pulling it off her body desperately. To your delight, she wasn’t wearing a bra. Your lips found their way to her breasts, kissing all over them and her nipples. Before Abby knew it, you had your lips wrapped around her nipples, sucking and kissing them gently.

“Fuck, baby,” she groaned. “Treat me so good.”

“Wanna taste you,” you mumbled against her skin. “Let me eat you out.” Abby wasn’t going to object, because she wanted you to do as you asked just as bad as you did. “Say it,” you commanded.

“I want you to eat me out,” she whined. You kissed down from her breasts to her stomach, fingers ghosting over her pale, blonde happy trail. You pulled her sweatpants down and—No panties. You took her in like the beautiful sight she was.

“You’re not wearing anything underneath at all, Abs?” you teased. “Is that how bad you’ve needed me?”

“Yes,” she answered.

“Lay down,” you ordered her. She did as you asked, laying on top of your well-made bed that would soon be messed up when you were done with her. You moved closer to her and grabbed ahold of her thighs, kissing them as you inched upwards towards her center. You could see how wet and needy she was for your touch. You didn’t hesitate to begin sucking at her clit, because you knew that was just the place she needed your attention from the most. You’d spare her some teasing. She moaned as soon as she felt the contact, squirming from the stimulation. You wrapped your arms around her thighs to hold her in place and pull her closer to you. You could feel her pubic hair scratching your face as you dug in, but it was never a sensation you hated. You enjoyed having all of her, every piece of her. You loved her taste on your tongue, the way she moaned and whimpered with every movement of it. You just loved making her feel good.

She kept squirming underneath you, every sound coming out of her either being a whine or a whimper. She always got desperate like this whenever she was receiving, and it was always such a sight. Abby liked to portray herself as this strong, dominant person, but that image of her always quickly dissipated as soon as your mouth was on her pussy. That version of Abby was nowhere to be found, not when you were taking care of her like this, giving her the space to let her guard down for once.

“Baby, you need to stop squirming,” you warned her. “You keep moving away from me. Feels that good, love?”

“So good,” she choked out. You stopped sucking on her clit, instead choosing to circle it with your thumb, only achingly slow. A pathetic whimper left her lips, and you knew she was feeling desperate. That was the point. You wanted to play with her, to make her beg. You kept moving your thumb slowly, no matter how much she whined. She’d have to ask you if she wanted more.

“What’s the matter?” you teased her. “You sound like you’re crying. What’s wrong? Tell me.”

“Need you,” she cried. “Please. I need more.”

“What do you need? Gotta tell me exactly what you want,” you explain.

“I need your mouth on me. Suck on my clit, please.” She was just so needy. How could you deny her? You returned your lips to her cunt, licking her through her folds, admiring how much wetter she had grown in the process. She tasted so sweet on your tongue as you lightly brushed it over her clit before taking it back into your mouth to suck on it again. You could feel her thighs tightening around you, and you let her do it. You knew this meant she was getting close, and you didn’t let up on your actions. You kept kissing and licking and sucking, wanting to do anything your wife may have needed. Her thighs were shaking by this point.

“Gonna cum,” she whimpered. Her hands were gripping onto the bed sheets, her head tilting as she let out rough moans. She was close, and a loud moan left her mouth suddenly. That’s how you knew she came, but you weren’t done. While she was still sensitive, you began to circle your thumb around her clit, little whimpers leaving her lips at the feeling. You reached into the bedside stand and pulled out the dildo you knew she kept there, licking it to get it wet.

“Can you take it, love?” you asked her. She nodded. “What did we talk about? Use your words, Abs,” you scolded her.

“I can take it. Please, put it inside me.” You did as she asked, slowly thrusting it inside her. You didn’t stop circling her clit as you did so, intent on making sure she felt good each step of the way. A groan left Abby’s lips as she felt the dildo slowly entering her inch by inch. The pleasure was overwhelming, and she couldn’t help any of the loud moans leaving her mouth when you were this good to her.

“Just like that, baby,” you encouraged her. “Just like that. Keep moaning for me.” You finally had the dildo to the hilt inside her, leaving it in for a moment to let her adjust. After you let her get comfortable, you pulled it out and let it sink back within her, solidifying a steady pace for her.

“It feels so good. God, it’s so good,” she moaned. You smiled at her reaction, making sure to continue giving her just what she needed. You continued at the pace you set, Abby growing increasingly desperate with each drag of the toy. “Harder. Please. Harder,” she begged. And who were you to deny what your love wanted? You did just as she asked, moving the dildo at the same speed, but with a greater intensity like she asked. There were tears brimming her eyes as she continued moaning. She felt so good, unable to fully put into words just how amazing you made her feel. All she knew is that she didn’t want this to end.

“Are you gonna cum for me, darling?” you asked her.

“Fuck,” she moaned. “Yes, yes, yes. I’m gonna cum.” You continued your actions as she asked, watching as she creamed all over the toy. Abby was catching her breath as you pulled the toy out of her and rushed to put it in the bathroom sink. When you came back, Abby was sitting up in bed with a new fire in your eyes. As soon as you got close enough to her, she grabbed your hand and pulled you back into the bed. She stood up from the bed and got down on her knees in front of you. She didn’t hesitate to pull your jeans down your legs, her eyes immediately landing on the pretty lingerie set underneath your pants. She pulled your legs apart, unable to stop herself from kissing your cunt through your panties, all pretty and lacy in your favorite color. She was so overwhelmed with love and lust, unsure what to do with herself and the rush of emotions filling her body. It didn’t help that you were both a little tipsy. She licked a stripe over the fabric, your hands automatically moving to grab her hair. After a few more teasing licks, she finally pulled your panties down, and she could see how wet you were. You were practically glistening, all pretty and ready just for her. She dug into you immediately, her tongue tasting and feeling every part of you.

“Taste so good, love,” she groaned. The moans leaving your lips were addictive. It was her favorite part of pleasuring you: hearing how good you felt. And when you’d finally cum on her face? That’s what made it all worth it. She continued sucking on your clit, moaning at the feeling of your growing wetness on her lips. Your grip kept tightening on her hair, and she loved it. She was on her knees before you, and she felt that was exactly where she belonged—worshiping you.

“You know what I want?” she suddenly spoke up. She trailed her lips away from your center and began kissing your thighs as she looked up at you. You could tell by the look in her eyes she had an idea. “Want you to sit on my face, love. Can you do that for me?” You couldn’t say no. Not when she was looking up at you like that.

“Yes,” you answered. The switch from your dominant personality from earlier to this submissive one was making Abby’s head spin.

“Good girl. Just what I wanted to hear.” Abby rose from her position on the ground and crawled onto the bed before laying down. “Come on, babe. I’m all ready for you.” You moved from where you were sitting on the edge of the bed towards her body. You straddled her hips and leaned down to kiss her, hoping to convey to her all the love and longing you were feeling. Abby’s hands moved from her sides to rub against your hips before promptly slapping your ass. You let out a yelp at the sensation, but it only made you wetter. “Come on. Stop teasing me. I need to taste you again. Need to show my sweet, little wife how much I love her.” You couldn’t help the moan that escaped your mouth when you felt her slap your ass again. “You made me a nice, home-cooked meal to celebrate my birthday, and I think that means I should be putting a baby in you by the end of the night. What do you think?”

“Please, Abs,” you whined. “I want you so bad.”

“Then sit on my face, pretty girl. You know that’s what I want.” You finally pulled your lips away from hers and removed yourself from her lap. You looked down at Abby one last time before sliding one of your legs to rest on the other side of her head until you were practically straddling her. You had yet to set yourself down on her face yet, but Abby waited, her hands already reaching up to start tracing the skin over your ass and hips. You slowly situated yourself against her mouth, something you’ve done countless times before, but the anticipation always consumed you.

The first thing you felt was the warmth of her lips, then the wetness of her tongue as she started to lick your folds. A whine left your lips at the feeling, so desperate for your wife like always. Abby’s grip on your ass was tight as she held you in place, ensuring that she’d be able to devour you just like she wanted. She rocked your hips as she licked your cunt and lapped up all your juices. The friction was making you see stars. She kept moving you, guiding your movements onto her tongue, never once stopping for a second. You felt her let out a small moan, the vibrations reverberating and amplifying your pleasure. Abby suddenly stilled the movements of your hips, but her grip tightened as you felt her start to suck your clit.

“Oh, Abby, just like that,” you moaned. You didn’t have to tell her twice, as her tongue was already swirling around your clit just how you liked it. You felt so good, the pleasure overwhelming your body from just how good Abby was treating you. She was definitely keeping her promise from earlier. You moaned at the feeling of her tongue working against you. You could feel the knot growing in your stomach, building faster and faster. The moans leaving your lips were desperate, but you couldn’t help it when this was how Abby made you feel. She made you feel alive, like your whole body was on fire.

“I’m close,” you moaned. “I’m so close.” Your hands gripped onto your thighs as Abby’s grip was too strong for you to move anywhere else. Instead, you steadily rocked your hips against her face, the tip of her nose knocking into your clit. The friction and combined with the way Abby was eating you out was intense, and within seconds you felt yourself cumming all over her face. Abby continued sucking on your clit to fuck you through your orgasm, but she wasn’t done with you yet. She tapped onto your thighs, a sign you recognized as her asking you to get off her. You did as she asked and removed yourself from her face to settle into the sheets. Abby sat up in bed, and she wasted no time in kissing you wildly. You could feel the wetness on her face and taste yourself on her tongue, completely lost in the feeling of her. You could do this with her for hours if she wanted. You felt her reach down to your t-shirt and raised it over your head as she immediately ogled at the pretty bra you had on. It matched your panties, and it looked so gorgeous on you. She kissed you hungrily, palming at your breasts. She reached behind you to unclip your bra and threw it somewhere randomly. She was back on you in an instant, clearly not satisfied.

“You want my cock in you, baby? Want me to fill you up?”

“God, yes, Abby,” you answered.

“I’ll go get it.” You watched as she retreated to your closet that held most of your toys, the main one being her strap. She returned to your bedside with both the flesh-colored dildo and harness in her hands. “Help me put it on, honey.” You did as she asked and moved towards the edge of the bed. Abby slipped her legs through the harness, but you helped her tighten the straps and adjust it on her hips. She stroked your cheeks and hair as you did so with a soft smile on her face.

“Okay, it’s ready, Abs,” you announced.

“Thank you, baby. Why don’t you turn around and get on your hands and knees for me, huh?” You didn’t hesitate to do as she asked, getting yourself comfortable in the position that was without a doubt Abby’s favorite. You felt Abby step closer to your body, the strap momentarily pressing against your skin. You heard Abby spitting, and before you knew it you felt something wet coating your cunt. She rubbed the strap through your folds, teasing your clit before bringing it back up to your hole. You were still so wet and ready for her; it made her feel lightheaded. Abby started teasing your entrance with her cock, and you let out a small whimper in response. She pushed it in a tiny bit, but just that small thrust had you whining. She pulled it out, then put it back in the same amount, then out again. She was teasing you, and she reveled in every moment of it. She did the same pattern again, this time pushing it in up to its head. She could hear the desperate whines leaving your mouth, but she was a bully when it came to teasing.

“Abby!” you whined. She let out a quiet chuckle.

“Is something wrong, baby?” she asked, pulling out yet again.

“Yes! You’re teas—” Before you could finish, she pushed it back into you again, nearly half-way now. It caught you off guard, a gasp leaving your lips at the sensation.

“What was that?” she asked.

“You’re teasing me,” you said. Abby pulled out of you again, and it left you feeling so empty. You just wanted her deep inside of you. “Please, Abby. I need you inside me. Please.”

“Fuck. I can’t tell you no, baby.” Without warning, you felt her shove the entire thing inside you this time. You moaned loudly at the sudden force. “Like that? Wanted me deep inside you like this?”

“Yes,” you answered. Abby grabbed onto your hips roughly, preparing herself as she slid her dick out of you a tiny bit before slamming it back in, then repeating. She was starting off slow and steady, but she was giving you what you needed. Your moans were already in full force, bouncing off the walls and filling her ears like sweet music. She got off on hearing you just as much as she did from seeing how you looked while she fucked you from behind. She started to pick up her pace a little bit, and she could see you reaching to grab at the bedsheets. She couldn’t help the smirk that appeared across her face.

“That’s it,” she encouraged. “Just like that. Got you going dumb on my cock already, huh?” She knew she wasn’t going to get an answer out of you since your face was buried in the mattress, but she was still going to ask. “Taking it so good, baby. Fuck, I love seeing you like this. All pretty and dumb on my cock. When I’m done with you, I’m gonna fill you all the way up. You’d like that?”

“Please. I need you to fill me up,” you cried out. Abby continued her pace, but when she heard your voice, she could tell that you were crying. It turned her on even more.

“Gonna let me cum inside and make you my pretty, little cumslut? Want me to get you fucking pregnant?” she asked.

“Yes!” you cried out. Abby was many things, but a composed woman at a time like this wasn’t one of them.

“Fuck,” she grunted. She loved the enthusiasm of your answer, speeding up the pace of her thrusts. She could feel the harness rubbing against her clit, and it was driving her wild. She kept fucking into you, pulling your hips into hers over and over again. Yeah, she was going to fuck you good, and she was going to make sure you were screaming the whole night. She could hear your skin slapping against hers as she continued her pace, and before she knew it her moans were joining in with yours. She just felt so amazing. Everything about this moment did.

“Abby! Fuck, Abby, you’re so deep. It’s so good.” You words were incoherent babbles, and that’s how Abby knew she was doing a good job for sure.

“I know, baby. I’m fucking you just right, huh? Just like you need.” She barely managed to get the words out, panting and grunting from her own pleasure. It just felt so good to take you in this position. You were having a hard time speaking yourself, your brain all fuzzy and fucked out. The feeling of Abby’s cock dragging inside your walls and that spot it was hitting were more than enough to fuck you dumb. It was all you ever needed. You could feel the tears that were drying on your cheeks as Abby continued to overstimulate you. You could feel yourself getting closer yet again, the feeling more than you could bear.

“Abby. Abby. I think I’m cumming,” you cried. “I’m gonna cum.” You were too out of it to speak, so caught up in the feeling of her inside you and her promises of breeding you. It all made you feel so good, the ideas of her cumming inside you upping your pleasure by a tenfold.

“Cum on my cock, baby. Know you can do it.” Abby didn’t let up her pace one bit, and you reached down to rub your clit as she fucked into you. Fuck. There was no one like Abby, and soon you found yourself cumming harder than ever. The moan that was ripped from your body sounded more like a scream as you continued to rub your clit while it washed over you. Abby was close, too, and hearing the sounds of your pleasure was enough to send her over the edge. Abby grunted loudly, feeling herself cum as the movement of her strap stilled inside you. You both stayed like that for a second to cool down, and after a moment Abby slowly pulled out of you. You moved out of the position you were in and collapsed on the bed. Abby pulled the harness and strap off her body, abandoning it on the bedside table. She’d leave cleaning it for later. She immediately dived into bed, fixing the covers for you both as she pulled you into her arms. She started kissing your forehead as she rubbed your back.

“You okay, love?”

“Yeah,” you answered. “Just tired.”

“Me, too. You did so good for me, baby.”

“Thanks, Abs. You were really good for me, too.”

“Yeah?” she asked.

“Yeah,” you said. “I love you. I’m so sleepy,” you whispered. Abby laughed at that.

“I love you, too. Now, let’s go to sleep, babe. I’m off tomorrow, remember?”

“Can we get coffee tomorrow?” you asked.

“Of course, baby. We’ll go shopping, too, if you want.”

“You’re so great, Abs. Love you.”

“Love you, too,” she replied, watching how your eyes fluttered shut. What a sleepy thing, she thought, but she’d have you no other way. That’s what she promised in her vows.

[leclerced]

Max’ merch got me thinking that he’d love so much when his girl would wear his clothes. She always complains he actually has so much of red bull’s merch and she loves it on race weekends but not always. Kind of a girlfriend effect too because I can see him buying more ‚normal’ clothes. She loves to wear his buttons up in the mornings and his hoodies, jumpers in the evenings. And he always goes feral when he sees her

more soft bf max <333

i kinda love his merch. i wanna order some and see how it is from a manufacturing standpoint. i got some enchante chalet tees and they r nice but honestly super big compared to all my other tees so i wanna see how max’s compare

she loves the pride he has in his team and wearing his own merch branded with a number one, loves to steal his hats and shirts so she can show her support and that would drive him crazy, especially when they’re out and she steals the cap off his head and puts it on her own. but she also loves when he swaps out his team polos for a sweater or a nice button down. like she always compliments him but it’s different when she grabs the lapels of a new jacket and pulls him in for a kiss, before pulling away and telling him to turn around and whistling as he does so.

could see him buying clothes bc he wants her to be impressed with him !! like she compliments him on a specific color and he buys more things in it and every time she’s like “wow have i ever told you i love that color on you? my handsome boy” and he’s the happiest he’s ever been. except for maybe when he sees her in his clothes and he teases her for wearing it better than him.

she always steals his shirts to sleep in, and lounges around in his hoodies. would be late many mornings because he wakes up and finds her in his shirt from the day before and it still smells like him for the most part but her perfume has rubbed off on it and he can’t help but keep her in bed as long as possible

she’d get cold in the garage and disappear, so he’s looking around for her and starting to panic when she returns swaddled in one of his hoodies, and he just starts smiling like an idiot bc he’s just so overwhelmed with how much he loves her.

[suffarustuffaru]

my thoughts on every interpretation you could have of ottosuba (+ rated out of 10)

hello recently i did this poll and i said id give my thoughts on it (also bc mutuals encouraged me to do so) so here goes!! gonna cover multiple avenues of platonic or romantic or (it's complicated) ottosuba <3

1. brothers

not a personal fav of mine but i really dig it though i get the appeal :3 bc like ottosuba are Clearly garfiel's older brothers (stated explicitly in rezero canon) but also i just really dig emilia camp's found familyisms and the three idiots are one of my favorite trios in rezero ever!! so the natural conclusion is to round out the trio and make ottosuba found family brothers also which is while not an interpretation i turn to right away i think its really really sweet!! and also platonic obsession ottosuba is a real win bc neither of them are normal about any relationship ever. but especially with each other (from otto's end). a solid 7/10.

2. purely platonic bffs

this is like their official canon relationship right? and also they define their relationship as them being friends and its great!!! also most subarus - otto if subaru is a tiiiinyy tiny bit debatable - but subaru generally we know for sure doesnt like otto romantically while ottos is just hes Down Bad but what Flavor of down bad? but anyway - i love deep friendships!! i love ottosubas own flavor of freak4freak..... platonic obsession........... <333 </333 their friendship is important to me!! its the basis of their whole dynamic!! they love each other so much!! 9/10.

3. queerplatonic

queerplatonic is like. theyre platonic mixed in with the expectations youd have for traditional romantic relationships - the nature of the qpr varies on the people within them of course and i think itd be a super interesting avenue to take ottosuba down. bc i think like in general as they are now in main route especially theyd want to stick with each other for life. they are platonically married to Me. ottoemisuba are a trio too and ottos their biggest supporter (to sometimes concerning degrees but the emilia camp found familyisms matter to Me). i definitely think otto if ottosuba veers into this category or in future categories on this list and im super fond of this take because i am of the personal opinion that ottosuba are like. found family but in a queer way, as @saphiim said in her tags on the reblog of the poll HAH. so queerplatonic ottosuba is fun to me i really enjoy it. and i definitely think otto if could fit under this category (or other categories later in the list). 9/10.

4. schrödinger’s relationship (platonic or romantic???? they dont know/elaborate)

so like. again, ottosubas friendship is super important to me and the basis for the love in their dynamic. it's how they define themselves too. and so schrodinger's relationship is like - they call each other friends they Are friends but theres not more definition other than that that they explicitly say. or - they may not even 100% know what their feelings on each other is, like they might be like oh hes my friend - and then, as it happens irl sometimes, have like a sort of situationship where they arent sure if theyre feelings on each other past that is fully platonic or romantic or what have you.

i think it's a really relatable take that id love to see more in fiction but also in ottosuba - its the default that i try to go to when i write them in a lot of my ottosuba fics where they just dont fully define their relationship past being Close Friends or theres like a loooot of confusion once they go to the core of their relationship. and i think arguably... Debatably... schrodingers relationship IS how otto's end of ottosuba goes. and arguably otto if ottosuba and stuff like gluttony if ottosuba does have the schrodingers relationship going a bit. i think with the schrodingers relationship take though subarus more firmly in the We're Friends end (but with subarus brand of unhinged codependency of course), though i dont think subaru would really dwell on it either or itd get Complicated for him too, but otto's like more confused from the get go. do i love subaru platonically or romantically? what counts as romantic? i know subaru is My Friend. but idk much else other than that. like i just Really Really Like Him and would do Anything for him. im just not gonna touch it other than him being my friend that i would do anything ever for and would like to spend the rest of my life with.

but subarus got a lot to deal with (and is prettyyy attracted to emijuli) and also otto "i could never date a woman she wouldnt be my first priority" suwen and otto "i have avoidant attachment lol" suwen who knows emisuba especially has a thing (and is an emisuba stan) wouldnt really try anything. dude just would never voice much of his feelings on subaru other than "you're my friend" and "i'm glad to have you back", partly bc otto wouldnt know much about his feelings other than that, partly bc otto would have a crisis about it if he touched it for too long and he already has a crisis about subaru’s hero complex. anyway 10/10 this is my favorite ottosuba take HAH. i like the tension of a fictional relationship being in stasis like this and i like how much you can read into it!! this feels to me like the canon basis for ottosuba as well that acknowledges all sides of it!! (their friendship, the unknown queer tension…)

5. it’s complicated (romantic)

this one is you know the one a lot of shippy ottosuba fancontent goes with - the straightforward but not straight romance. it's also the one that gets like brought up a few times in otto qnas - people asking if ottos subarus wife (the answer was no), people asking if ottos gay for subaru (the answer was not really, which is.... a little sus LMFAO). there's also a few other details that you could easily interpret as romantic in nature or at the very least Kinda Queer (otto clearly getting Some Kind of Crush on Subaru in arc 4, otto repeatedly bringing up subaru in his narration in his dialogue in his diary etc etc, the canon "otto is my side toy" arc 4 wn line, the canon "otto are you gay for roswaal lol dont come for me" arc 4 wn line, otto transphobia feeling a Bit too personal, remsuba parallels, otto if.. also those Two Times otto reaaaally sounded like he moaned subarus name in his sleep, etc).

i have written ottosuba romance before and gone a little into how sexual attraction might look there (also my otto bdsm posts exist...), though i do think that as an asexual person im gonna end up being asexual about my ottosuba writing too LMFAO. but also i personally enjoy a bit of asexuality a bit of aromanticism in my ottosuba because thats what i hc from otto for Reasons. but i do enjoy ottosuba romance a lot either way. i think in main route its definitely one sided and in otto if it is. Debatable. and gluttony if is very interestingly ottosuba-centric the Entire way through. like otto if’s subaru dreaming about otto naked and inviting subaru to bathe with him + repeated use of "partners" for ottosuba + remsuba parallels is Super Intriguing. also the. uhhhh boytoy stuff in main route is really really funny. but also the angst in possible otto’s never voiced unrequited crush on subaru is really interesting to me (also bc ottos just. Obsessed. with subaru.) but also the bittersweetness of it bc he does want emisuba to be happy and would 1000% be best man at their wedding. 8/10.

6. it’s complicated (romantic but Asexual)

this is what i default to when writing ottosuba romance even if its not super explicit in my own fics HAH. in my. ottosuba smut fic..... i was going with the intention of otto having a (demi)sexual awakening T^TT with a bit of demiromanticism T^T and otto asexuality + aromanticism is something i go into in a few other fic wips of mine though at the time of this post they are not done yet. i do hc otto as either demisexual - or simultaneously on three A spectrums at once HAH (aromanticism, asexuality, autism, the later of which Is canon), so that does kinda translate whenever i write him anyway even if ive never said it explicitly. anyway i like this take. im fond of it. 9/10.

7. it's complicated (Aromantic + Asexual)

NOW THIS IS DELICIOUSSS i do think theres something queer going on with ottosuba - otto's end of it specifically - but MANN aroace otto hits on a different level for me. i really really love exploration of aro and or ace relationships like this in media esp as an ace person - idk if im aro but i really really like aro stories and the exploration of aroace otto. firstly bc i think its funny that he has the aroace color palette in his design but secondly bc i think otto AT LEAST being asexual makes sense to me.

i think schrodinger's relationship would have to be like. the basis of all the romance tinged ottosuba takes in different ways. its the basis of platonic friends ottosuba too probably but its Gotta be the basis of (a)romantic ottosuba. queer relationships queer love is tough and i think for subaru it comes in more with like the guys hes Really attracted to - vincent, reinhard, julius, and of course subaru has his subaru typical issues but for subaru, otto's his best friend. otto is "simpler" for subaru to deal with. otto is dependable. (this of course will bite subaru in the ass later on in main route.) for otto i think though he has like. his autism comes into this, his slight attachment issues too, and then theres ottos shame (see: otto transphobia), but also genuinely i think otto needs to be close to people to develop any sort of romantic or sexual feelings if At All.

ottos main crush is like. a cat. that he was friends with as a child. and theres kind of not much mention of any other crushes except for like one (1) blink and you miss it human girl. which you could interpret in different ways probably (kid otto genuinely having a crush on the cat and the girl vs picking one of his friends or someone he just admired from afar and going “this must be a crush! normal people have crushes!”). tappei in qnas says spring (romance) wont come for otto which you can interpret in a number of ways (otto is gay for subaru? otto aromanticism? etc etc). and then theres otto saying he cant date someone bc she wouldnt be his first priority (a woman, bc otto has got that societal cisheteronormativity going on and that paired with his neurodivergence and anxiety is him trying very hard to be "normal"). of course you can chalk some of this up to otto's kinda self imposed slight-isolation too but genuinely otto to me reads like someone who feels like he needs to get married to a woman and have kids bc thats whats expected of him to do. thats the "right" thing to do. and he's not Supposed to dress up as a woman or like dressing up as a woman or approve of subaru doing that bc thats the "wrong" thing to do.

and otto of course going "im too busy rn for a relationship i got other shit to do" can be his slight avoidant attachment stuff too or him prioritizing subaru/emilia camp (and also otto genuinely prioritizing his career)... but yeah he does read to me like someone who isnt. Completely. Allosexual or Alloromantic. it's even easier for him to go "nah im not getting too close to people i dont want a romantic relationship rn" bc of that, i feel.

well also like i think the entanglement of ottos autism, aromanticism, asexuality, avoidant attachment and other struggles in his relationships in general is a really fascinating combo and it feels REAL. this is the kind of aroace rep i want in my life. its so complicated and nuanced and i Really Really Dig It.

also tappei says otto canonically has a type in woman and ironically all of those traits are traits subaru has HAH. so like. regardless of whats going on with ottos side of ottosuba i think its Really Complicated. i think that subaru is pretty oblivious to a lot of it. also bc otto would rather subaru not know about any of the details there. and also bc otto doesnt 100% Know what the hell hes feeling about subaru other than the fact that subarus his friend that he really loves. and again if otto looked at it too closely he’d start an alcoholism speedrun any %.

anyway. i really adore aroace otto. i think i mentioned in a past post that i like demisexual biromantic otto too i just never went into depth about my ace and/or aro hcs until now. but yes i really adore aroace ottosuba - even in otto if, otto is enthusiastic about shipping emisuba together LJDLFJDF which is both hilarious and really sweet and you could interpret it in different ways. you could interpret ottosuba in a lot of ways and aroace ottosuba in a lot of ways which makes it super fun for me!!!! a very solid 10/10.

[sunnibits]

hello hello here is my legally obligated Art Vs. Artist for 2023!!

I struggled a bit more with inspiration and motivation this year, but I still managed to make some art that I’m proud of and enjoyed creating! I did a fair bit of OC art, contributed to Art Fight, had an unexpected amount of fun painting eggs, and of course still had time to squeeze in some slutty Izzy art <3 (albeit not nearly as much as last year).

all in all, a bit of a random mix this year, but I’m hoping to make more progress and regain some proper inspiration in 2024 :))

as always, thank you a million times to everyone who supports my art (especially to those who supported me opening my brand new inprnt shop!!) I truly mean it when I say every comment, every reblog, and every sweet message means the world to me <333 I’m eternally grateful :)

[hibbeln]

Hi! I saw you take suggestions for the tarot cards, and if Death isn’t decided yet, I think Aurora/Zelda II’s princess would be a cool one. Maybe the moment of her sitting up from bed (since tarot death is change and this is the moment where she is both dead ((she was put to sleep sooo long ago her life is functionally over)) AND alive and changing ((she was protecting her kingdom and now it’s safe! A cute hero boy saved her and it’s a new day in a land that might now begin to heal)).

I saw the Time card and I was SO captivated by it so I looked at all of them and how super cute they are, and then I got to botw link’s and it’s like- of course you get a haunting one. After obsessing over how much I like how you’ve depicted the blood moon sky and the gloom hand grabbing him I thought about him being the hanged man and how much I respect the choice to NOT have him be death, and then I’m like “but waking up in the shrine tho. Dimly lit and brand new and visibly ravaged.” And then I was like- wait there’s literally a Zelda who already did this. OG cursed to sleep bc she refused to give up.

I’m realizing how long this is so shutting up now tldr; I’m a big fan of the LoZ art going on here. A normal amount. Also maybe consider adventures of link Zelda for death if it pleases you?? I love you bye

Oh my gods, thank you so much!!! I'm so happy to see you're enjoying this, I love hearing what you all think!

I was really in doubt about the Death card, the first idea that came to me months ago was to do it with Dark Link, but now that I started thinking more about the other cards in general I concluded that it wouldn't match the meaning of the card. I didn't even remember Aurora!

This makes so much sense, I really like it, it feels right! Thank you so much for your support and for all your love <333

[retrotrait]

wait last anon got my attention and ive also been wanting to send you a long ass ask dissecting simon's behavior lol~ also cw this talks about drug abuse!

I don't want to be a simon shooter, but I feel like he deserves empathy considering he abuses substances and has trauma from his childhood. Not to excuse his behavior at all. I feel for anani and simon because i was in a relationship with someone who abused substances (xanax) this was in my senior yr of high school & it sucked seeing someone you care about constantly high of their ass vs. the person you met. The drugs affect not only the person, but the people around them and its awful.

There is such a stigma towards people who abuse substances (I personally dont like to use the word addict thats just me tho!!) I feel like people tend to think ppl who abuse drugs act out on purpose and want to purposely hurt their loved ones, when that isnt the case.

Anani was without a doubt, simon's diamond in the rough. It does make me feel a certain was that his mother called her to BASICALLY, fix her son. Girl.............that is your child, Im pretty sure his mother asked her to "get him help" because she couldnt face the music, she couldnt see history repeat itself, but you cannot send someone over that he hurt so many times to fix things.

I believe Anani continuously stayed by his side because she thinks itll be different everytime. She could fix him, its possible in her eyes because of their bond, but that is not true at all. He needs to realize for himself that he needs help. If he cares about the people he loves he would go and get help. Anani is def a push over in this case (im sorry my queen PLS STAND UP I KNO U LOVE HIM BUT PLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS STAND UP!!)

I dont think its possible for them to have a platonic friendship after everything, but I do believe Simon needs a good support system around him and MAYBE anani could be apart of that support system...minus the physical bc from what it seems, simon uses Anani like temporary medicine to ease his pain & it hurts to see Anani care and love him, but get hurt in the end :c

I love what you're doing with this story & I am so excited for what is yet to come. <3

You couldn't be righter and the number one reason I created an OC with substance abuse problems is because I know how one sided it can be for people to misjudge them, even the people who love them. It's not as easy as quit and get better and I wanted that to reflect who Simon is.

Anani became that drug replacement for him as well and even loving someone to that extent can be unhealthy because without them you don't know who you are (also a reason why he left in the first time around) the town, his parents, even Anani, he needed to separate himself from becoming the person his brother was but unfortunately, it's not easy when you're in that party/rockstar lifestyle. He's stuck be

To Anani, he also became like a drug, someone who filled that musical emptiness that her mom's passing left. Like you said, she wants to fix him, it's in her nature and him knowing that makes walking away a little bit easier to understand, however wrong it was to do it in that situation. It's very on brand for him the "not wanting to hurt someone while hurting them."

I think their relationship thrives on that push and pull, that "I hate you but I love you." I just don't know if it would work if they were ever just good to each other without the toxic-ness.

<333 ILY and thank you for sending this amazing dissection of these characters.

[princesssmars]

heyy!! i would like to request a dating sam giddings (until dawn) hc, or dating poly!sam and emilly (until dawn) hc

a love like this

sam x reader x emily headcanons

contains: fluff, some angst because until dawn (mentions of dissapearing and death)

a/n: my 2nd resquest and its also poly this is my brand and im not mad. trying to rush this on halloween night bc im sad i could release the sam x reader x mike in time :,) but enjoy this anyway and happy halloween everyone <333

you met emily and sam in elementary school; you were being bullied by some older kids until emily came up to them yelling and calling them jerks and other expletives while sam crouched near you and made sure you were okay.

when sam was putting one of her favotite duck bandaids on your knee and emily was smiling and winking at you while the teacher was scolding her, you knew in your heart these girls were special.

throughout the years you were as thick as thieves, not just with them but the whole group.

youd all go on adventures together and just enjoy each others company

but your favorite times were always when josh, beth, and hannah's parents let you all stay at the lodge.

the first time they left you all there unsupervised was when you were 15 and god did you have a blast.

there were numerous snowball fights and you always teamed up with sam

she was a more gentle person at heart but jeez could that girl throw.

after winning she would look at you with this bright smile on her face and hug you so tight it was almost like you couldnt breathe, and the funny feeling in your stomach didnt help.

emily invited you skiing with her and even personally taught you how, moving your arms and legs into the right positions and complimenting you when you did a run correctly. whenever she called you "amazing" or "the best skiier she's ever seen", that funny feeling from sam would return.

it was only late one night in your lodge room when you realized that you were in love with both of them.

you told jess about it and she started freaking out before seeing the worried look on your face, reassuring you that she and everyone else would support you, even saying she had the suspicion that they liked you as well.

but you had to admit that you were scared. you were all 17 and 18 and senior year was drawing to a close. after graduation you'd all be seperated to not very far but still different colleges and it scared you.

so, with pushing and prodding from jess and ash, you decided to tell them during the trip to celebrate graduation, with josh throwing a small party.

but a "little bit of liquid courage, ash" turned into you and josh on the couch plastered and asleep.

it wasnt until you felt someones hands shaking you that you woke up to see sams near delusional face asking you for help looking for beth and hannah in the woods.

things were never the same after that weekend.

after learning about the prank you were devastated. depsite your combined efforts you and even the authorities werent able to find the twins, almost like they vanished into thin air.

but you were also furious. you had a huge falling out with the ones who did the prank after you criticized them for what felt like hours.

you nearly got into a screaming match with jess after she told you that this was her idea to let hannah know to stay away from mike, who she then revealed was going out with emily.

your words paused, and when you looked over at em her eyes wouldnt meet yours.

you didnt talk much after that.

trying to forget what happened you threw yourself into your schoolwork, doing well in your classes and getting new hobbies and new friends. but late at night youd still think of the looks on emilys and sams face that night.

speaking of sam, you still kept in contact with her, (including josh, chris, ashley and matt), although it wasnt quite like before.

emily tried calling you but stopped after seeing you werent going to pick up anytime soon.

life was just...life.

until you got the invitation from josh to come up again and reconnect.

you had to admit that you missed your girls friends, so you packed your warm clothes, booked your tickets, and made your way back to blackood pines.

lets just say it was a rough night.

first you met back up with sam, going with her and chris on the lift and easily reconnecting. then you all met back in the house before an argument between jess and emily ensued, which then got your roped in when you tried to break it up.

wanting to talk more with emily, you went with her out into the snow to continue talking which led to you running for your lives from a damn monster, then learning that one of these monsters was actualy fucking hannah and what actually happened to her and beth a year ago...

when you felt your back hit the ground from the blast of the lodge exploding, all you could think was is this how im gonna go? without telling the loves of my life how i feel?

speak of the devils and they shall appear for you felt four hands rapidly propping you up, both of them talking over each other until you giggled to yourself and admitted your feelings.

"this better not be your probable concussion talking because i swear to god y/n-"

emilys words made you laugh and lean into her neck, feeling her tightly wrap her arms around you before sam joined in, admitting how they felt the same for you and had been wanting to confess for a while.

"wait, if you've liked us for years why did you date mike? i mean him? really"

"i just saved your ass, l/n. at least be a little grateful."

feeling blissful at you and your friends being together after surviving the worst night of your life, you barely notice as sam holds your head steady to look at her and make sure you didnt have an actual concussion as emily yells at the incoming paramedics to help you.

some things never change.

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so i realized midway through this that these arent really. couple headcanons. but i wrote this in 2 hours to make sure this gets published tonight so you guys dont starve. (no promises but i will most likely follow this up tommorow along with a list of my wip's.) thank yall for reading <333

[altocat]

Dear Sephiroth,

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! You’re like, um, the totally most awesome SOLDIER to ever walk the face of the planet :333 I bought your plushie too! It’s SO CUTE and smells like vanilla cupcakes!!! Anyways, most awesome SOLDIER ever, it’d be super awesome if you could answer my question here! I promise promise promise it’s real important.

You ever get your hair in your food?

Dear Prismaticpichu,

Thank you for your continued support. While I hold no personal collaboration in the production of licensed SOLDIER merchandise featuring my likeness, I commend your dedication to our brand.

Regarding your inquiry, I am aptly capable of eating without dirtying myself, as I encourage thorough table etiquette and presentation. If you are referring to my personalized hair presentation during mealtimes, you will find a helpful guide on proper maintenance included inside.

(Folded brochure is, in fact, enclosed, complete with illustrations)

I hope that successfully answers your question. Please accept my kindest regards.

Cordially,

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[maenecoon]

Singer!Chay and Bodyguard!Kim. 👀 Chay being a bubblegum pop princess cutesy type idol, clean public image, wildly popular among older men for his corruptible looks, maybe he wears cute little skirts, idk, but Kim is gonna have his hands full keeping creeps away from Chay. <3 Esp when he feels like one of those creeps staring after Chay's ass as he sashays and dances (quite well!) on stage.

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singer x bodyguard fic idea???? oh my god, i love this so much!!!

i can completely imagine chay playing into the whole innocent image especially if it's something he does out of irony/making bag from it, esp if he succeeds (taking advantage of his audience essentially, good for him really)

tho kim being all protective bodyguard would be hella cute! i'd hate to think of chay being in danger esp with old creeps but perhaps bodyguard kim thinking 2 steps ahead and getting obsessive fans away from chay? rerouting their escapes, double checking on security/intel, etc etc. would be v on brand. would they be dating at this time? possibly. maybe they'd pretend to be a couple. or maybe they'd pretend to Not be dating, to continue selling the fantasy. either ways it'd be interesting!

maybe chay who tosses in a bit more of a wink/grinds his hips a little more to make kim jealous 👀 or bratty chay who purposefully escapes (to talk to his fans, not the weird ones but the ones who are nice and supportive) (but it's still dangerous and gives kim premature grey hairs)

idol x bodyguard ideas are so gooood, lmk if you have more ideas in this au~ would love to chat more about it ehe!!

thank you for the ask <333

[turtlecleric]

15, 16, and 25 for the ask game? please?

you waste your kindness with that please, you could yell at me to do it and I would kdlsajfdkls;ajf <3

15. How do you come up with titles for your fics/chapters?

It sorta varies? With fics written for this blog specifically I haven't officially titled a lot of them because they're so short, but it's usually something to do with the central theme of the fic. So for example, the first 07!Viole(n)t ficlet is actually titled Perfect in my google doc, because that's what the boys refer to you as toward the end and I felt like it was just. Idk. It fit? But a lot of fics on this blog are untitled because I'm a heathen and they're just so short. With my non x reader fics, I am That Guy who uses lyrics as titles most of the time. And the lyric/title, again, has to do with the central idea of the fic. So, for example, on my own is about Raph in solitary confinement (I could write an essay on how the title connects to the fic in more detail but I shall restrain myself). i can't be the only one who hears you is about the brothers noticing when Raph is struggling mentally and needs some support. Etc etc etc. And I usually don't title chapters, though I have been titling the chapters of my current longfic, and those are, again, related to the main idea of each chapter. (I cheated for most of those. Chapter titles were like "Day One," "Days Three to Five," etc. until recently.)

16. At what point in the process do you come up with titles?

Once I know what the central theme is, I use that to pick a title. For longer fics, that comes toward the beginning while I'm still planning or just before I post the first chapter lmao. For ficlets like I post on this blog, it's usually after I've written it and can pick through it to see if any lines jump out to make a good title if I title it at all.

25. Have you ever upset yourself with your own writing?

No, it's usually the opposite, actually. I get upset, then I write as a way to deal with that, and it helps me start to process and feel better, at least for a little while. That's why so many of my non x reader fics are uh. specific brands of angst.

tysmmmmm <333

[tsukuyomii45]

obikonan for the otp ask

I've been thinking about them nonstop - they're one of my absolute favorites after ObiRin, thank you for asking this!! <333

ObiKonan (Obito x Konan):

1. Who most initiates PDA?

Obito initiates the most PDA. Usually he tends to turn up the heat between them with his hand on her waist, hip, or even tease her neck or the shell of her ear when he stands too close to her. He's the type that likes others to know that Konan belongs to him.

2. Any sleep habits either had to get used to?

Obito is a light sleeper, and Konan sometimes shifts around in her sleep, so Obito had to get used to her light, involuntary nudges.

3. Jealousy issues?

Definitely OBITO. He is jealous of her close bond with Nagato, and jealous of her irreplaceable love for Yahiko, but that's usually when his emotions cloud his senses since he does have an irreplaceable love for Rin.

4. What’s a Night Out for them?

Drinking together on the rooftop underneath a clear, night sky. They would leave Ame just to be away from the continuous rainfall, and spend time in a place where the weather is always clear. They would buy the most expensive sake brand and share it together, but they try their best to not get tipsy so that they could head back together.

5. What’s an evening in for them?

A hot bath together. Nothing better than having a private moment alone, where they both have a nice, long hot bath as they casually talk.

6. Double Date? Thoughts? Who?

No one. They love being alone together. They love their privacy. Being alone without needing to put up faces and just drowning in each other is what they want in their relationship.

7. Do they want (have) kids?

No, they wouldn't want to have children. The last thing they want is to bring a child into a world they both abhor.

8. Have an AU thought?

Personally, I'd like to talk about them in my Genshin AU. XD However, I have a modern AU idea in mind that I wish to turn into a fanfiction one day! :)

In my Genshin AU, Konan is fully supportive of Obito after Yahiko's death, and the two of them would have some flirty banters here and there, and they look out for each other in an unspoken way. They don't hate each other in this AU, but they tend to reminisce about Yahiko, and Obito tends to reassure her that no matter what, she won't have to ever feel so alone.

9. If they got engaged… who proposed? 

Obito proposed, and he'd propose to her in the middle of a fight in fact. Konan would question why he's been so distant lately (when it was Obito trying to prepare himself to pop the question), and then they get into their witty argument before he screams it at her face. XD

10. How do they deal with the other’s family?

Konan is graceful and elegant. Silent when she needs to be, and she has a noble demeanor. She lets out her wit at the right time, and she lets it be known that she is not some casual woman to be underestimated. The Uchiha will easily show respect for her because of how classy she is.

11. What is their love language?

Sex and sentiment. That's how they started out, and that's how it continues. Sentiment as in, leaving little things on their table or bedside that reminds them of the other. Could be a little flower, or an extravagant gift. Their bodies would do all the talking.

12. How Are there communication skills?

It ranges from flirtatious banters to stubborn arguments, to deep talks and mutual understanding and they always, always gesture with touches.

13. A little personal… but… Hot and Steamy or Soft and Tender?

Absolutely fucking hot and steamy. They always NEED each other.

14. How did they first meet?

We all know how they met here - Akatsuki, yada yada..

15. Why do they like each other?

Konan's genuine and elegant personality, and the beauty of Obito that reflects from being a broken man. They both have a mutual understanding about heartbreak from losing the person they loved the most.

16. Who cooks most?

Konan! She makes really good stews and warm food.

17. Morning rituals?

Showering together - well, making out in the shower before getting ready for the day.

18. Evening rituals?

Green tea and evening strolls.

19. How are they at parties or gatherings?

Heads would turn to them because of how classy they both look, but that's when Obito's possessiveness would emerge as he throws his jacket over her shoulders or keeps his arm around her waist.

20. Most cuddly? 

Both! Always in the dark, they love to hold each other closely because that's how their minds shut down, and it's only the two of them.

21. Movie Night?

Old movies so that they could just forget about it and fuck on the couch.

22. Who is the photo bug?

Konan loves to appreciate beauty, so she would take the most photos, but neither of them are extreme about it.

23. How well do they know each other’s favorite foods?

Given that the two of them have been dancing around one another before getting together, they are both observant about each other, down to the finest detail. So they know each other all too well.

24. What do their texts look like?

Flirting and mild sexting.

25. Parenting style?

Considering that both Obito and Konan are orphans, they would never want their child to ever lack in their emotional needs. Their child would have the most loving and affectionate parents - to the point where the bond between them and their child is the strongest. (See the headcanon about ObiKonan's child in the tag called "Under the Influence").

26. If they have kids, who named them? What would they name them?

Obito would let Konan do the honors of naming their first child. If they were to have a son, for sentimental reasons they would probably name the child Yahiko or some other strong name - If it were a girl, then the name would be Hana, which means flower.

27. Who brings home an illegal pet?

Neither. They're both too levelheaded.

28. Who takes the longest getting ready to leave?

Konan, thanks to her need to apply make-up and taking her sweet time to look as pretty as ever.

29. Who said I Love You, first?

Obito, again, in the heat of an argument, he said those three words which technically shocked them both, and then Konan said it back and they had the best make up sex ever since.

30. When did they realize they loved each other?

When they realized how much pushing each other way was torturing them and acknowledging that they just strongly wanted and needed each other. Their presence was the reassurance that fought their demons, and they were the only ones that understood each other the most and no one else can take their place.

[coolandspicy]

1, 9, 11, 14, 16, 17 <333

Ily ❤️

1.) Song of the year?

Had to consider whether this should be a song that came out this year or just one significant to me this year and had to go with the latter because I really didn’t do much listening to brand new music this year so I don’t really have much to say about songs from this year. My song of the year is Kill The Lights by birthday massacre—not super surprising since it’s #2 on my wrapped but I spent so much time listening to this song specifically trying to visualize an animatic for it. I think the lyrics and melody would lend themselves really well to that kind of thing even if I didn’t manage to materialize one yet. I think it’s very tied to a lot of my nostalgic feelings and dramatization of everything from this year and I hope my song for next year looks to something a bit more tangible but this is a nice aesthetic anyway

9.) Best month for you this year?

It’s always hard to say at a distance but I would say April—Anime Boston was so fun for me and it’s a lot easier to love the point at which you’re fucking around rather than finding out. But that said? Many high highs and low lows in every month this year

11.) Something you want to do again next year?

Eat out at a restaurant dressed up weird. This is more or less bound to happen with the way I dress but I guess I more mean the sensation of being like in a group in some kind of costumes at a restaurant? Doesn’t necessarily have to be cosplay just out there enough for it to feel special. Also I just really look forward to drinking with you again even if it’s only a little haha 💕

14.) Favorite book you read this year?

If there was like stats you got at the end of year on your reading habits (that probably is a thing for people who gamify reading tbh) mine would be like “you completed 4.7 books this year—that’s an increase of 470%!”

Which is entirely thanks to you because I am illiterate on my own 💁‍♀️ but I help get you through grueling long form story based video games…so it’s totally a fair trade!

Anyway since we read the four Raven Cycle books and are currently part way through Call Down the Hawk it’s a bit hard to choose an overall favorite? I appreciate how much each one builds out from what came before so much and I’m really really enjoying what we’re currently reading it’s hard not to lean towards it. I think I might like Blue Lily Lily Blue the best of the original series because I really liked this part of all the mysteries coming together. But it’s hard to say since it just feels like they all align as part of the same story, even the dreamer series feels that way so far.

16.) Post a picture from the beginning of the year

This was my new years fit! I guess it technically was Dec 31st but I’m counting it

17.) Post a picture from the end of the year

I really worked hard to get sluttier this year and with your support I can do even better next year ❤️

Also my hair is blue now!!!

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pick a few mutuals and say what you associate with them ✨

@wind-becomes-lightning

this green :) KAKASHI <3333 ur ocs (sayuri mostly) and being v supportive of ur friends’ ocs :DD very kind as well <3333 i also always want to give u a shot of espresso flavored w confidence. i don’t think u even like coffee NGDSJSJBDJD

@enevera

this purple :3 is color of ur blog (or was at some point) and ur pfp dsgdjdjdhjjf. GETO. insanely geto not even stsg anymore u r just. the knower of geto. same brain syndrome!!! and humidity and florida and gators <333333 best therapist also

@caninekakashi

blue :3 same brain like soooooo autism beaming things into each others’ brains all the time oh my god. extreme enabler of the worst obkkrin ideas known to mankind <333 also. [makes u co owner of all my aus] fr fr

@butter--peanut

ehehehe burnt orange obv :DD ummm lover of obkk, extremely responsible, a little insane for doing nano, amazing writer :333 and tobisuke brand of obkk specifically SDFKDDKSHSKGHGK <3333

@bansenshukai

this blue-green and mdtb and obkk !! genjutsu aus andddd i can only assume haver of the most correct opinions in the mdtb fandom bc ur other opinions r also based <33 cooking/baking as well :3

@bluefisted

blue grayyyyyy absolutely insane aus make them worse make them worse make them worse ma

ALSO VERY SUPPORTIVE AND KIND ILY!!!!

[nazorneku]

finally i decided to amass my observations regarding distinctions in which MC with various backgrounds can pick up details 'bout Ais and his surroundings— along with screenshots, i will also provide my contemplation and hypothesis, until the full game is up such details are obv free to our interpretation

we are going down the line, so the first one to interrogate will be The Unnamed - Oracle so far this background showed me that they literally sensed a whole lot of what happens around Ais, they sense the "heartbeat" of the spring, they sense that entity that lives there and commands that power, they literally sense that demon later whilst they inspect Ais, they also perceive a minor shift in tattoo and i dont think it's accidental, im p sure it's a brand of sort - and here i have two theories bout it, it either belongs to Ais himself and connected to his monstrous form or it's a mark of a deal struck (im more likely to lean onto the 2d option 'cause octopus being the demon of the spring is more fitting and likely to be, cause Ais' features are sharp and aside from tattoo he literally has no other motives or similarities with this leggy nasty) and later again they connect the dots to the spring, when Ais utters the name of a friend, who lives in his head— and that is beyond doubt at this point the demon he dealt with, i aint even gonna question it anymore

the second one is The Hound the worth pointing out moment is when we mention the gang and MC connects the dots - Ais behaves and carries self as someone who used to be in a position of power and amongst many ppl, which also makes me wonder - what happened and it also brings me back to the question he asked MC later - THAT felt rly personal, not smth you will wonder out of the blue— so what rly happened 'cause it felt important to him, relevant of sort, mayhap the gang was affected by his deal or the Seaspring

and finally The Alchemist - Mage the most prominent change is when Ais utters the name of the friend that lives in his head— MC muses that the name sounds familiar, but they cant put their finger on where and how they could hear/know it we can safely assume Ocudeus is the name of the demon with whom Ais made a deal and it somehow bound them (??) 'cause official info stated "borrow powers" and THAT means connection, so he doesnt belong entirely to himself whilst he has those powers... which also raises 333 questions, especially the one "what he got on his end of the bargain" or more like "what he actually surrendered for powers" and MC could read that name either is books or hear it from mentor

i literally spent the entire day trying to get the blasted screenshot and im p much sure i fucked up with choices somewhere on the way, 'cause i cant lend this option with the Alchemist for some reason and im not THAT old, i totally remember that they stated such thing, 'cause i played demo a few times with this background till i decided to try others :| i have 30h on demo for a reason, 'cause im v particular to details, but my inability to get that screenshot now annoys me :| so i will add this one later

here i will list other random thoughts, that dont let my brain rest, in no particular order:

the lady that led MC to the Seaspring— she seemed perfectly fine and in own mind and most of all she knew their name, which leads me to believe that it was intentional targetting, this person intentionally led MC to the Seaspring with aim for them to join the happy family, which also leads me to believe that the demon at the depths of the spring may intentionally collect ppl

and this prompts another suspicion, especially judging by how Ais with his question to MC just pushed the idea of drinking from the spring further away— you simply DONT ask such groundbreaking questions, if you support or promote the power of the spring, THAT is as i mentioned above Ais knows that spring intentionally collects ppl and he isnt fond of the idea subjecting sentient ppl, resulting in them loosing their sense of identity... whereas Soulless, on the other hand, obtain the modicum of intelligence and not driven by only murderous instinct, which he actually supports, judging by how he treats them fondly as pets