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tteokdoroki · 2 years

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streamer dreamer. | k.bakugou. ʚ !! ɞ

❧ ; SYNOPSIS. after joining a twitch stream hosted by his celebrity crush— professional and number one fanboy, katsuki bakugou's plans for writing a smut fic about her, end up getting a little out of hand.

❧ ; cpu characters. katsuki bakugou x fem!reader.

❧ ; word count. 2K

❧ ; genre + rating. fanboy!au, celebrity!au, college!au, smut, 18+, minors do not interact !!

❧ ; game warnings. - proceed with caution !! characters are in their twenties, reader is shorter than bakugou, smut, cum tributes, sex dreams, dry humping, unprotected sex, creampie, male!masturbation, oral sex fem!recieving, degredation!kink, breeding!kink, dacryphilia!kink, size!kink.

❧ ; streamer commentary. hey cuties!! today i bring you another comm of mine from the lovely @angusmoko, thank you so much <3 i miss writing for bkg :(! thanks to @cellotonins for beta reading !! enjoy <3 m.list. + tip jar.

NEW TWEET from @yndreamsOfficial: streaming tonight!!! we’re going to be playing a bunch of horror games this time around, make sure to join me on twitch at…

the notification had bakugou rushing home from class in a flash, desperate not to miss out on you going live and rejecting an opportunity to hang out with classmates...yet again. kirishima’s words rattle around in the blonde’s skull ‘he’s dying to go home and watch his little girlfriend again tonight. he’s not gonna come.’ as he takes out his laptop before throwing his backpack down by the door and rolling into bed, pulling up your twitch url along with your twitter and tabs for writing the latest fic he had been working on.

bakugou had been a fan of yours since the day your band, dreamers, had first debuted about two years ago. he’d been there when your fandom was small and your group of y2k-esque music artists were completely underground— the blonde remembers scraping by for group content, finding crumbs left by other fans on social media until you were rocket launched into fame thanks to one hit single.

out of all members in dreamers, you were definitely his favourite— you were always the most down to earth in interviews, interacted with fans as best as you could ( like you were now with your twitch streams during promotional cool off periods ), you even followed him back and he had almost all of your merch. so it was only natural that the blonde fanboy took to writing fanfiction about you on tumblr and ao3, running a regularly posting fan account for you on twitter too.

he has another, private and hornier account too, with cum tributes posted in your honour.

but only bakugou needs to know about that one.

NEW TWEET FROM @yndreamsOfficial: stream starts now! we’ll be doing a listening party of my bands new album too @DreamersOfficial <3

@dynamightdr: can’t wait to see you. @yndreamsOfficial

bakugou tweets out, vermillion eyes searching through the trending tweets mentioning your name as your twitch stream loads up on one of his tabs. his heart skips a beat when you like his tweet before starting.

“hey guys! welcome, welcome! i missed you...is everything working?”

your voice filters through bakugou’s dorm room, providing the spark of inspiration he needs for the exposition in his fic. the words fly onto the google doc as you speak and greet your viewers, blab on about upcoming music and tour dates— get into playing the game and the blonde can’t help but stare, taking in your excited expression, the way you tug on your lip as you concentrate on not fucking up your quest.

you’re so beautiful, so perfect and the image of you bleeds into katsuki’s brain and consumes his thoughts whole— helping him get on with the small smut drabble he’d intended to write. ‘ah, fuck!’ you whine at a sudden jumpscare you encounter, the sound pulling the fanboy’s attention right back to your stream. it’s probably more lustful than you intended...but the innocence and airiness to the sound shoots straight to bakugou’s cock...the smut he has planned doing nothing to help either. “if any of you clip this, my managers are gonna kill me. my band mates will never let me live this down!”

shifting away from the tab he’s writing on, bakugou desperately searches the twitch chat to see if anyone’s clipped the sound of you whining— thanking the stars when he finds it, replaying the heavenly sound you let out as his cock throbs beneath his sweats, eyes fluttering shut as he imagines you making that sound for him. pictures: you whining in his laps before the clothes come off, your skirt hiked up over your fleshy ass and cotton panties grinding against katsuki’s soft grey pants— leaving a darker spot on his bulge, wet and sweet just like your gasping whines.

the thought has katsuki hot all over his body, burning underneath his skin while your voice from the stream echoes in his mind— turning up the volume of lust filling him.

“fuck, you guys...don’t do that!” you complain, plump lip between your teeth while your stream teases you and katsuki’s fingers grasp at the material of his shirt— stuffing it into his mouth while the rest take the trek down his carved, washboard abs and into his underwear, grasping at his thick girth as it springs to life. blonde lashes hit his cheeks with a soft whimper, katsuki squeezing the base of his cock as the pre drops against his knuckles and shame pricks at those very same cheeks for jerking off to the sound of you. “you’re so mean! what…? you like the sound of me crying?”

katsuki definitely fucking does, jamming his thumb into his tip that bleeds arousal— spreading it across his angry and bright red tip. he wants to make you cry, fuck that... he’d love to make you cry. if he had you the way he wanted, you’d be sobbing before katsuki even had a chance to sink into your pretty little pussy, rough fingers drawing circles on your clit to make you cum at least twice before he bullies his way into your insides— rubbing your slit up and down, pinching between your thighs and fucking just the tip...just the tip into your hole struggling to take him.

“you think i’m pretty when i cry too?”

the blonde’s hand is slick, coated in his milky precum that helps him guide his hand up and down his throbbing dick smoothly and wetly— it makes him shake, thighs trembling and chest heaving. “y’so pretty baby...love it when you cry f’me.” he says as if he’s talking to you, words heavy on his tongue as they get lost of the saliva building up there. “cry f’me to fuck you hard, till yer creamin’ cummin’ all over me—shit!” his voice, always so gruff and timbre cracks at the end as bakugou fucks up into his wet fist. his brain is foggy, covered in a hazy sheet of desire thinking about finally dropping you down on his length, filling you to the brim and leaking white against your ribbed insides while your nails tear through his skin until blood is gathered underneath them and red marks are stricken down his back.

you’d keen into his touch, dainty fingers running through sweaty blonde locks as you tug bakugou’s hot mouth onto your chest— moan for him as he sucks your pebbled nipple into it while his strawberry tongue rolls desperately over the flesh. he bets you’re as soft as you look, like peach in his hands— juicy like one too. dreaming of you is like taking a bite into forbidden fruit and now his mind is running with the thought of getting a taste of what’s between your strong thighs.

would you wrap them around his head if he ate you? cunt gushing against katsuki’s tongue as he dips it into your sweet hole, slurping the nectar from your puffy folds— every gasp you let out over stream fuels his dirty thoughts, his palm around his fat cock pressing down hard on the forked vein on the underside… imagining it to be you spasming around him, whether it be a pair of his fingers searching for your gummy g-spot or his shaft plunging deep inside of your warmth, soaking him in your essence and all that is you.

“fuck...i love you,” you giggle at something a fan of yours says over stream. it’s such a pretty sound. i love you. and katsuki knows it’s meant for the fans that you adore but all he can think about is how you’d wail it to him, how much you love him and how much you love how the precious blonde fucks you until you can see the shape of his cock in your tummy and his finger prints are marking the insides of your doughy thighs.

“y’love me baby? f-fuck! yeah you do…” he stutters out, squelching sounds overlapping with the audio of your stream— bakugou’s fist slap loudly with the weight of his balls heavy with cum, drooling thick arousal everywhere and anywhere. you’re making him a mess and you’re not even with him, you have him in a tight grip— skin flushed red, shirt soaked through with sweat and the cotton of his actual sweatpants completely stained and darkened with precum. “y’love me… you love me s’much. shit baby, yer gonna let me cum, right? g’nna let me fill that p-pussy up with all my cum..”

bakugou chants at the screen while you play your games, looking so sweet and innocent over the screen. he knows that he’d taint you, ruin you— you wouldn’t even be able to take all of the cum that katsuki bakugou has for you. there’s too much of it, too much pressure in his lower stomach and he’d fuck so much of his seed into you that your stomach would swell and you’d squirm beneath him to stop. fuck, the way your hips would run away from him because of his size, because you can’t take any more and your face is hot with those beautiful tears you have— katsuki knows your height, shorter than him, easy enough to break. his thick girth would have your hole stretching over his tip alone, choking him out for the better and for that, he’d have to breed you.

make you take it, make you take all of him.

no condom with all the warmth of your cunt, the slick arousal running down your thighs as he pounds you.

all of these thoughts are near enough to kill a man, drag katsuki bakugou under a pool of lust and drown him. the way he jerks himself off is fast paced and lazy, palm of his hand running smooth circles over his cockhead over and over until he’s warranted himself useless— body slumped in his bed, sweat dripping down his back and nothing but you and his lewd moans and dripping cock filling his ears while blood rushes through.

he’s losing his mind, losing himself to pleasure.

“y’my pretty whore, you’re gonna take all my fucking cum.” he manages, eyes locked onto the screen as you say your timid goodbyes to the stream, telling everyone you love them and you’ll see them soon and bakugou can’t help but imagining you underneath him with shaky, shy i love you’s pouring from between your kiss-swollen lips as you finally cum for him— all over him, like a fountain of euphoria.

when his laptop screen goes black, the damn breaks and the blonde cums the hardest he ever has in his entire life— thick white oozing from his tip in marvellous streams, running down his shaft at a pace faster than his shallow breaths. tears are large and bold in vermillion orbs and they fall against katsuki’s pink cheeks, his thighs quiver with every cum shot he makes, all over his hands and legs and both his hands shake as he takes a snap for his nsfw account— his usual stream of likes pouring in with flattering comments from mutuals which he doesn’t care for, only you.

a cum tribute, dedicated to you, your name in the caption.

one from your biggest fan.

the blonde’s mind is still swimming, google doc still blank as his brain, body sticky with the drying cum and sweat— bakugou doesn’t even think as he pulls up your latest tweet asking if everyone enjoyed the stream, barely double checking which Twitter account he’s on.

@dynamightnsfw: thanks for a fun night. @yndreamsOfficial

he should have double checked, for a minute later, a dm from your official account pops through— making his heart jump out of his chest and that orgasm charity shining through.

you send him his latest tweet, his golden skin covered in his own cum with your name and a thank you note in the caption.

“i guess you really enjoyed the stream, huh?” your message reads.

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wonderconathome · 3 years

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WonderCon@Home announces the winners of the 2021 Masquerade Costume Competition

Note that some winners are credited only by Tumblr accounts:

Best In Show: “Astra: Queen of the Frostborn”, a light-enhanced original design crafted by The Queen’s Armory.

Judges’ Choice: “Elphaba Act II Gown” from the Broadway musical Wicked, re-created in every detail by Shane Chandler (ShaneChandlerCostume).

Best Re-Creation: “The Ugly Stepsisters” A 2-person historical re-creation from Disney’s animated Cinderella, crafted by Devon Baker and Carrie-Lea Hoch (Komickrazi).

Best Original Design: “Cheshire Cat”, an original design inspired by Tim Burton’s Alice in Wonderland, designed and made by Nina London Cosplay.

Best Workmanship: “The Ur-Dragon” inspired by card art of the Magic: The Gathering game. Crafted by Kensadi Cosplay.

Best Presentation: “This Is Quarantine” a 2-person re-creation from The Nightmare Before Christmas, imitating famous paintings, crafted by Perditas Wardrobe.

Most Humorous: “The Infinity Gauntlet” An original design inspired by Avengers: Endgame, crafted by Adolfo “Ariel” Estandarte, (Ariel004).

The above winners will receive WonderCon@Home trophies, plus free attendee badges to WonderCon Anaheim 2022. Also, the Best in Show winner Astra: Queen of the Frostborn will receive $500 in cash from Frank and Son Collectible Show, of the City of Industry, California.

Honorable Mentions:

Each of the 3 judges had a costume they liked very much but did not win. Here then they are:

“Oscar François de Jarjayes from The Rose of Versailles”, a re-creation from a Japanese shōjo manga series, and crafted by Yugiri315.

“Elizabeth Swann from Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End”, re-created by Emily G. (GeekyGirlFashions).

“End Game Ironman” re-created from Avengers: Endgame, crafted by Capt Cash.

WonderCon gives a big thank-you to the contestants for all their work, to the guest judges for their time and expertise, to the Foglio’s for being our Masters of Ceremonies, and to Frank and Son Collectible Show for their generous support of the event!

Meet your 2021 WonderCon@Home Masquerade Judges:

Jennifer May Nickel

"What makes the art of Costume Design so thrilling is the opportunity to help tell a story and bring characters to life."

Jennifer May Nickel is a Costume Designer for Television and Film. For television, Jennifer’s Costume Design credits include Neflix’s Cabin with Bert Kreischer and Taylor Tomlinson: Quarter-Life Crisis, the CW’s Containment, Fox’s What Just Happened??! with Fred Savage, Syfy's TV movie Miami Magma, the History Channel’s Legend of the Superstition Mountains, TLC’s TV movie The Secret Santa and Nickelodeon’s The Massively Mixed-Up Middle School Mystery.

Classically trained in theatre, Jennifer holds an MFA in Costume Design from Carnegie Mellon University and also studied in England at Oxford University (St. Edmund’s College: Myth and Ritual in Theatre). A proud member of the Costume Designers’ Guild Jennifer has won the Elizabeth Schrader Kimberly Costume Design Award, The Cecilia Cohen Award for Excellence in Theatre and The WCDAC Achievement Award.

Her more extensive bio can be found on IMDb.

Gigi “Fast Elk” Bannister

SFX Artist, Director, Producer, Actor, Director, Gigi "Fast Elk" Bannister (formerly Porter) has been in the film industry for over 35 years. Better known for her practical special effects and production work, Gigi is comfortable on both sides of the camera. She's appeared in over a dozen films and television shows, and is a popular guest at horror conventions, film festivals, workshops and seminars. For several years she has donated time at San Diego Comic-Cons to assist Masquerade contestants with their special effects make-up needs.

Gigi is credited as a Producer on Don Coscarelli and David Hartman's "Phantasm V: Ravager" (2016) and Steve King's "One For the Road" (2011) (Night Shift Anthology). As a character actor, she's appeared in "Bloody Bloody Bible Camp" (2011), "Carnies" (2009), in "Small Town Saturday Night" (2009) (with Chris Pine, John Hawkes, Reggie Bannister, and Perry Anzilotti), and again in Don Coscarelli's "Bubba Ho-Tep" (2002) (Bruce Campbell, Reggie Bannister and Ozzie Davis), and many more. She has produced and directed on numerous projects including dozens of live events, fundraisers and seminars, six independent feature films, and six shows for television.

More information on Gigi can be found on IMDb.

Allan Lavigne

Costumer, make-up special effects artist, sculptor, and [MJ1] painter with 40+years with credits from Lucasfilm, Sony Pictures, Disney, and more, his costume fabrication work has been exhibited around the world in museums, film premieres and numerous conventions. His Bronze Armory studio is in the San Francisco Bay Area where he creates, lectures, and teaches. His newest exhibit of screen-accurate motion picture and television costume reproductions “The Batman Armory” will be re-opening soon at the San Francisco Cartoon Museum, requested by Warner Brothers to promote the new Batman encyclopedia: Batman: The Definitive History of the Dark Knight in Comics, Films and Beyond which Allan was technical advisor for. Formerly a top winner for many years in fan costuming at many conventions, including San Diego Comic-Con, he brings with him great insight from having learned and honed his costume skills as a contestant himself.

Additional information about Allan’s work can be found at https://thebronzearmory.com

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glystenangel · 2 years

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Welcome to the Neighborhood

SingleDad! Sukuna x Afab!Reader - Modern AU

Series Summary: you move in next door and sukuna, the single dad living next door, notices

alternatively you’re a pottery artist that moves into the neighborhood and you and sukuna develop a big ol fat crush on each other. then you ****.

Chapters: 1/7

Chapter Summary: you meet your next door neighbor

Status: Completed

Tags: Sukuna is separate from Yuji, slight slow burn (it starts off slowish bear w me)

Warnings: 18+ , sukuna is chronically shirtless, sex mention, masturbation mention, slight voice kink

Author's Notes: based on this post bc it is 💞👌👌👌💞💞 thank you to @ringpop-poppy on tumblr for giving me permission to write this, def check them out! also shoutout to @certifiedjaeger because their god tier writing talent inspired me to write again as well🥰 all the chapters are done, but i don't want to spam so I probably won't post them all at once! enjoy daddy sukuna<3

Chapter 1 - Knock Knock

“How’s life in suburbia?”

You blew your hair out of your face before answering your friend Shoko, surrounded by towers of boxes and sighing into the phone as the afternoon light streamed through your new home, “Boxy. But the movers just dropped off the last of my furniture, so maybe that will change soon.”

“I’m sure your pottery stuff was a bitch to unload.” She commented, and you couldn’t help but smile at the memory of the movers cursing as they dropped off your kiln and potter’s wheel.

“I gave them a good tip, so they’ll forgive me.”

“Uh huh, you meet any of the neighbors yet?” She asked, and you could hear her shuffling papers at her end of the line. You suspected she was reviewing patient notes and having cigarettes for dinner instead of going grocery shopping like she had told you she was.

“Mmm, not yet, my cookies are gonna be done in like two minutes though.” You furrowed your brows, unsure if you liked the tinkling sound of broken glass in the cardboard box you had just picked up.

“Only you would bake cookies to distribute to the neighborhood before you’ve even finished unpacking.” You could almost see her shaking her head while puffing out a stream of smoke.

“Everyone likes cookies! I want to get along with my neighbors, plus it’s a cute tradition don’t you think?” You winced upon seeing your living room lamp smashed to pieces. Maybe you shouldn’t have tipped.

“I guess. Don’t overwork yourself though. Moving’s a mission in itself and I know you act like making pottery is the best thing ever, but I’ve seen you burn out enough times to give you some shit about it.”

“Aw, and you say I’m the nice one.”

“Whatever, I can be nice sometimes.”

You giggled at your characteristically gloomy and serious friend’s stubbornness, “Key word is some- Oh! My cookies! I gotta run Shoko.”

This time, you knew you could hear her eyes roll, “Alright, see you. I’ll come visit when I can.”

“Thanks Shoko! See ya.”

You quickly hung up and rushed to the kitchen, patting yourself on the back for immaculately organizing your kitchen while unpacking earlier and donning plush oven mitts to pull out the batch of decadent, golden brown circles of sugar you had lovingly prepared.

Ever since college, you had given out cookies to your neighbors whenever you moved somewhere new. You had always seen it on tv shows and movies and figured it was the best way to get to know the community.

You happily hopped in place after setting the cookies onto the counter, the warm scent of vanilla and chocolate wafting through the air. Baking cookies was also the best way to make your new house feel like a home.

Figuring they’d be best fresh and that whatever remained unpacked could wait, you took a few paper plates and stacked them with the treats, covering them in a thin film of plastic before setting off to surprise your neighbors.

Everyone was fairly pleasant and welcomed you to the neighborhood, and you made your way to the house right next to yours as the sun was setting. When you had been first scoping out the neighborhood, your realtor hadn’t said much about your next door neighbor, summarizing them as your standard family. Before you even knocked, you heard a crashing sound and then children’s laughter filling the air. You smiled to yourself, already sure that your realtor hadn’t done them justice in their vague description.

You knocked, and a deep baritone called out from within, “Who the hell is that?”

“Daddy! You said a bad word! Hell!” You heard a little girl gasp.

“Nobara, just because Daddy says it doesn’t mean you can.”

“Hell!” You covered your mouth, trying to contain a laugh at her petulant rebelliousness before composing yourself.

You decided to knock again,“I just moved in next door and wanted to drop off some cookies!”

“Cookies?! I want some!” You heard another child, this time, a boy.

“Finish going potty first.”

“But cookies-”

“Wait! Yuji! Put your goddamn pants on.”

“Never!” You heard a boyish cackle and the telltale smacks of small, gleeful footsteps on hardwood floor coming closer to the door.

“No pants party!” The little girl screamed excitedly.

“Get back here, both of you! Yuji! Jesus Christ-” You heard a huff behind the door and more chaos before a tired yell came through, “Could you come back later? Nobara-do not bite your brother. Or Daddy.”

“I’m the vampire queen!”

“I’ll just leave them here!” You yelled back, snickering to yourself and tucking the plate onto their doormat.

What a fun house that must be, you thought to yourself as you made your way to the sidewalk connecting your houses.

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After a couple of days, you’d decided to hang up some plants along your back patio. You climbed a ladder to hook the leafy plant baskets along the wooden trellis and rested at the top to admire your handiwork, feeling your heart swell with pride as your little home was slowly but surely coming together.

Your eyes drifted to the house next to yours, the fence was only as tall as your chest and you could see right over it, but you hadn’t paid much more attention to it since you had been madly emptying boxes and trying to catch up with the client emails you had neglected during your move.

A large set of steps crowned with steel metal railing descended from two sliding glass doors that served as the house's back entrance, a patch of cement connecting the end of the stairs and the surprisingly lush green yard. There was a small bright red inflatable soccer goal set up towards the back of the yard, with a more faded plastic slide of the same color askew to its left and what looked to be a homemade sandbox filled with pale grains of sand dusting its borders in the middle of the yard. Only a couple of mid sized bushy trees dotted the spaces in between, and you softly smiled at the childish chalk drawing acting as a mural on the opposite fence. It consisted of 3 stick figures, 2 with spiky pink hair and one with a brown bob and stick straight eyelashes. The largest figure had dark black lines framing their face, but each one had a name scrawled above their head.

“Queen Nobara, Daddy, and Stinky Yuji.” You quietly read, amused by the bold yet squiggly handwriting.

They were holding hands and surrounded with red and pink hearts, the last heart not even reaching halfway above the fence. You deduced that the artist had to have been the rambunctious little girl you had heard through your neighbor’s door. How cute.

“It’s a masterpiece isn’t it?” Your attention was suddenly snatched by the other, deeper voice you recalled from behind the door two nights ago.

Your head snapped towards its source, and you felt your stomach drop.

A tall, shirtless man with an undercut of peach colored hair and patterns of black lines trailing down the sides of his face and toned body was standing by the back door. He had on running shoes and some gray sweats, with a towel tucked around his neck that he was using to dab at his sharp jawline. His muscles were distractingly large, and you marveled at the sweat and dark tattoos donning his olive toned skin. You were willing to bet money that even in that state he probably smelled good too. You could barely meet his eyes, which held a coppery shine and you had to remind yourself to speak as a wolfish grin spread across his handsome features. He was nothing short of gorgeous, and unfortunately seemed to be very aware of it.

“Yes, I was just thinking how cute it is. Is ‘Queen Nobara’ the artist?” You leaned against the top of your ladder, quirking up a brow when his eyes briefly drifted below your neckline. He wasn't subtle. He probably never had to be.

Sukuna laughed at your question, and your heart skipped a beat at the velvety sound.

“Sure is, she’s the cutest little shit.”

His tattooed figure was intimidating, but you found the way he said the words, fondly and with no malice, endearing.

“And ‘Stinky Yuji’ is the one who doesn’t like wearing pants?”

Sukuna’s eyes narrowed and he leaned forward to brace himself on the railing.

“You made those cookies?”

His hands wrapped completely around the metal, and the veins of his forearms became more pronounced. You tried to stop yourself from imagining being caged underneath them, or feeling them gripping around your thighs until they left bruises.

A nervous laugh escaped past your lips, “Um, yeah! That was me the other day, I just moved here.”

“They were really good. My kids loved them, thank you.” Another grin, but this time more of a smile than a smirk.

You felt your cheeks warm and began to reply when a shrill, “Daddy!” erupted from the house, followed by some incoherent squabbling.

“Speak of the devil.” He winked at you and disappeared into the house, and you didn’t realize you had been holding your breath until a few more moments had passed.

Fuck.

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After that initial face to face encounter, your next door neighbor took up more of your headspace than you would have liked.

It didn’t help that every time you looked out the window he would be shirtless, doing god knows what because his pecs and tapered waistline were so incredibly distracting that you couldn’t even begin to guess what he had been up to unless he was doing something truly mundane like grabbing the mail. Not that you were even trying to stare. It was just that he opted to do pretty much any activity shirtless or wearing, at most, muscle tanks cut open at the sides. You could probably count on one hand how many times you’d seen him in anything with sleeves.

Despite his questionable and scant wardrobe, or maybe because of it, you started paying closer attention to him.

Even though he was so rough around the edges, you could tell he was a good father and cared more than his aggressive manner of speaking and tough exterior would imply.

Whenever the sun was out on the weekends, you’d see him playing with his kids, their laughs and screams of joy reaching across the yard. He would swing them around his shoulders, play fighting with them and pretending to chase them before being overpowered by whatever super powers or techniques they had made up to ‘defeat him’.

You would watch them from your own yard as you sat and drafted sketches for future pottery pieces, heart squeezing before retreating back into your home to push thoughts of him out of your mind with clay and glaze.

Emptying him from your mind never lasted as long as you wanted it to, and one day, he had come over to hand you some mail that was mistakenly delivered to his house.

“I think this is yours.”

“Oh, thank you! I think I got yours too then, you’re…Ryoumen Sukuna right?” You read off of one of the envelopes you had brought in, peering up at him cautiously in case you had mispronounced it.

He had smiled wide upon hearing you say his name, taking the letters from you and leaning close, “You can just call me Sukuna.”

You had timidly given him your name in return, and he had straightened up, repeating it slowly as if he was savoring it around his tongue.

“I’ll remember that. Thanks.”

Once he was gone, you had immediately run to your bedroom to slide shaky fingers between your legs, hearing the echo of your name in his voice until you were sore.

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End Notes: oh no, he's hot! (and yes we're classifying 5'8 as tall okay) check my fic tag for the next chapter! building the spice slowly yet surely👌😎

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oonajaeadira · 2 years

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I'LL NEVER FALL IN LOVE AGAIN (Dieter Bravo x f!reader) Masterlist

FANDOM: The Bubble / Dieter Bravo

READER: Adult female. Non-American citizen. Film actress. No other physical descriptors; no use of y/n.

RATING: M

No Minors Please: My work is 18+. I will respectfully ask minors to turn away to protect themselves and me. Thank you.

SUMMARY: You’ve landed the role of a lifetime and the only thing that threatens to ruin it is having to share the screen with Dieter fkn Bravo.

NOTES: Canon divergent, flashbacks are pre-The Bubble timeline, but present day events are set about two years post-The Bubble, in a world where Dieter turned down Cliff Beasts 6 for something better. This series is complete.

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I’LL NEVER FALL IN LOVE AGAIN

Scene 1: The Role of a Lifetime - Your agent has some good news...and some bad news.

Scene 2: The Callback - Dieter’s a brilliant actor. In more ways than one.

Scene 3: Flashback to the Proposal - It was a true proposal, never a question.

Scene 4: Flashback to the Farmer’s Market - AKA the first “date.”

Scene 5: You May Now Kiss The Bride - The wedding and then some.

Scene 6: What’s Mine Is Yours - Two years makes all the difference between when feelings were easy and now that they’re complicated.

Scene 7: The Sex Scene - You’re finally able to admit some things to yourself both in the past and the present. As always, Dieter’s way ahead of you.

Scene 8: The Final Shot - The fallout. The fall back together. And not one, but two Oscar ceremonies with very different outcomes.

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ARTWORK INSPIRED BY I’LL NEVER FALL IN LOVE AGAIN

My favorite Hollywood couple: Cakes and Dieter by @beecastle inspired by Chapter 4

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COMMISSIONED ARTWORK

Dieter x Cakes - by @miranhas-art based on Chapter 8

PLEASE NOTE: I write my stories with myself in mind, but I try to keep them as reader characters as inclusive as possible. This art is not meant to represent all readers. Your reader is you. My reader is me, and when I commission artwork, I usually do so with myself as reference. I write what I yearn and yearn to see what I write, and I can’t do it myself, so I choose to support fanart artists. They do beautiful work and there’s no way I’m not going to share it with you!!!

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#i'll never fall in love again #dieter bravo #the bubble #the bubble fanfic #dieter bravo x reader #dieter bravo x f!reader

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aerynwrites · 2 years

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Muse

Artist!Viktor x Fem!Reader

A/N: bought a pairing the other day (pictured far right) snd it inspired this little story! I hope you all enjoy!

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings/tags: partial nudity (not really described), modeling, partially nude reader, suggestive themes, mostly fluff, Viktor being a softie.

*I have run this through grammarly like 3 times and also read over it several times so if there are any grammatical errors I’m suing* 😂

No matter how long you've been with Viktor, he always manages to surprise you. Whether it's with coffee prepared for you in the morning or flowers in a vase on your nightstand, he's always making you take pause.

Even now, as he avoids your gaze from where he sits on his stool. Before, you had been talking about his latest art pieces, what he planned to display in the gallery and what he wanted to keep for himself. He had been so animated, eyes alight with passion as he talked about his various portraits or landscapes.

Now though, the fire is replaced with uncertainty, his question still hanging thick in the air. Only when he brings himself to look at you again, do you speak, his amber eyes breaking you from your shock.

"You want me to model for you?" You repeat his question back to him, brows furrowed in confusion.

You've modeled for him plenty of times before, albeit unconsciously. His sketchbooks are filled with candid sketches of you.

So why does he seem so nervous to ask you now?

You voice your thoughts when he doesn't respond.

"You've drawn and painted me dozens of times, Vik," you say, voice soft as you take slow steps towards where he sits. "I don't see why this should be any different."

Viktor sighs, reaching up to take your hands gently into his own once you are close enough.

"I know, miláčku. But the idea I have in mind requires…" he trails off, cheeks tinged pink. "It's more intimate than other sessions," he finally says, tipping his head back to look at you.

It takes a moment for understanding to set in, and once it does, you feel heat prickle your cheeks. But, the smile that tugs at your lips overwhelms any doubts you might have.

"Nude modeling? Viktor, we've slept together. I don't see how-"

He stops you, blush darkening even more as he interrupts you.

"No, no, not nude-Well…" he corrects himself, "Not completely."

A soft giggle slips out as you lean down to press a kiss to his cheek.

"Yes, Viktor, I will model for you. Just let me know when."

Viktor is positively beaming when you pull away from him, eyes sparkling once more.

"Really?"

He grabs his cane from where it rests against his easel and stands, his other hand moving to wrap around your waist.

"Thank you, miláčku. Would tomorrow be too soon?" He asks, giddiness lacing his words. "It would be here in my studio, of course."

Smile still on your face, you rest your forehead against his own as he leans towards you.

"Tomorrow is perfect," you assure him.

"Wonderful!" Viktor presses a quick kiss to your lips before pulling away, nothing but love in his eyes as he looks down at you.

"Tomorrow then," you confirm. "I'll make sure to bring coffee and breakfast."

"Perfect." Viktor smiles. "Just like you."

»»————-　♡　————-««

The morning rays of sun filter through sheer curtains, painting the studio in soft light. It casts shadows in the corners of the room but illuminates the center of the cluttered space perfectly. It's beautiful, and you suddenly realize why this is Viktor's favorite time of day.

You peer around the room for the artist in question only to find him curiously missing. Or at least hiding in one of the storage rooms off to the side. So, you use this moment to take in the space entirely. While you've been in this room often enough, Viktor's studio still seems so private.

Unfinished sketches and half-painted canvases litter the room and tabletops. Glasses filled with muddied water and paintbrushes are scattered throughout the room with paint pallets laying beside them. But what you focus on most is the center of the room.

An easel with a large unpainted canvas sits in front of the only empty space in the room. A simple wooden chair and a white sheet draped over the back stand in the middle. Suddenly, your mind is running wild with all the possible positions or arrangements Viktor may have planned.

Will he have you seated in the chair with the cloth draped over your lap? Maybe he'll have it draped over one shoulder, trailing down to pool to the floor beneath you. Or perhaps…maybe the sheet is just a little trick of his, and he will want you utterly bare before him.

"You're early." The familiar accented voice startles you from your internal guessing game, and you spin around to face Viktor.

He's approaching the easel, wheeling a small cart of art supplies in front of him. His cane thumps rhythmically, accompanying the high-pitched squeaking from the wheels until he's next to you, a smile on his face.

"I brought breakfast," you say, gesturing to the small bag of muffins you left on the table near the door. "And coffee.”

"Just as you promised." He observes, returning his attention to the cart of supplies.

He procures a painter's pallet followed by various paint tubes, slowly starting to set up for the session.

"Well, I didn't know how long this would take, so I wanted to make sure we're both fueled up." You grab the brown paper bag and Viktor's coffee before returning to him.

You gently bump his shoulder, causing him to turn from his task and eye the treats.

"I got your favorite," you tell him, watching him take the bag as he sits on the stool. "Poppyseed and blueberry."

He opens the bag and peers in, nose twitching with the tantalizing scents that greet him.

"They're still warm." He notes, pulling one of the baked goods from the bag.

"Perks of getting to the bakery early." You look from Viktor to the space before you both. "Now, how about we eat, and then you can tell me about this idea?"

Viktor nods, already taking a bite of the blueberry muffin.

"That sounds agreeable to me," he says, voice muffled around the food in his mouth.

Giggling at his antics you say no more as your mind wanders back to the center of the room. You can't stop the excitement that courses through you and the curiosity that rises to meet it.

»»————-　♡　————-««

Viktor tells you of his vision for this painting as you two munch away on your muffins and sip warm coffee. He isn't sure why the idea came to him, but he couldn't get it out of his mind once it did.

That leads you to where you are now, standing in the middle of the room in absolutely nothing save the white sheet Viktor is adjusting around you.

You stand facing away from the canvas he will be painting, left side turned just slightly towards the easel. The sheet is held in both hands, which Viktor instructs you to keep close to your chest.

"Like you guard your most intimate secrets close to your heart." He says, eyes trailing over you as he assesses your pose.

You smile at him then, doing as he says before leaning towards him and pressing a quick kiss to his lips. He returns the gesture immediately, hands falling instinctively to your sides before he pulls away quickly, a pretty flush on his cheeks. You pout at him, something he is quick to assuage.

"I am afraid if I continued, we would not get very far into the session…." He trails off, avoiding your gaze.

You can feel your heart flutter in your chest at his words. No matter how long you've been together, he somehow always makes you feel like you had in the beginning. Giddy, heartsick, and totally in love.

"I get it, Vik," you say honestly, returning to the position he wanted you. You pull your hands up to rest against your chest, the sheet covering what your hands don't.

"Like this?"

Viktor, now drawn back to the task at hand, nods.

"Yes, just-" he reaches out to adjust your hold on the corners of the sheet, letting it fall a little more loosely from between your fingers.

"There."

You stand still in silence save for Viktor's short instructions. Shift your weight to your left foot instead of your right. Tilt your head down just slightly, perfect.

Once he is content with your positioning, he then moves on to the white fabric draped behind you. You hold the large piece of cloth at two of its corners, one in each hand pulled up to your chest. This makes the fabric dip gracefully behind you, crossing just below your low back and covering your backside.

Everything else, however, is bare.

The rustling of the fabric and Viktor's low thoughtful humming are all that fills the air as he moves around you. The room is warm, especially since you're standing in the sunlight that streams through the windows, but a chill rushes through you as gentle fingers brush over your skin.

They skim across your low back as he shifts the fabric, adjusting it to drape just like he imagines. You feel his knuckles brush against the back of your thighs and then your calves as he tugs the sheet away from your legs, muttering something about wanting to have some of them showing.

Blood rushes in your ears, your heart thumping solidly in your chest as heat floods your entire being. If Viktor doesn't hurry up, you definitely aren't going to finish the session.

It's as if he reads your mind. He stands to his full height behind you as he speaks.

"Okay, I think everything is ready."

You watch as he slowly makes his way to stand in front of you, leaning his weight onto his cane as his eyes trail over you one last time. When they finally come back to capture your gaze, liquid pools of amber seem to glow in the morning sun.

"You are breathtaking." His words are just a whisper as they fall from his lips, and your knees weaken.

"Viktor…" You trail off, shying away at the praise, especially in such an intimate setting.

But he won't take that, and instead, he steps up to press a chaste kiss to your lips, resting his free hand on the crook of your neck before he pulls away.

"I mean it." He assures you. "And I cannot wait to capture it."

And with those final words, he steps away from you to head towards his easel. You can't see him due to your position, but you hear him as he settles onto his stool, swishing a brush around in a glass of water.

"This first stint will take the longest." He informs you, a light tapping sound accompanying his words as he rids his brush of excess water.

"Once I have the outline complete, we can take a break."

You take a shaky breath, ready to be here for a while and excited to see the outcome.

"Sounds like a plan."

Viktor smiles and presses his brush to the canvas.

»»————-　♡　————-««

The first half of the session took longer than anticipated. But once it was complete, you were given a break as Viktor had promised. You had immediately gone to look at the progress but were stopped by a stern look from the artist. He didn't want you looking until it was complete, so despite your curiosity, you stayed away.

Viktor had let you rest as long as needed and only continued once you were ready. The second half, which Viktor explained would block in most of the shading and background, took several more hours. However, more breaks were allowed, even though you didn't take as many as you probably needed.

You are dying to see what he's creating.

You are so lost in thought about what the painting looks like that you don't even hear Viktor call your name. Instead, the thing that breaks you from your trance is a familiar palm cupping your elbow, fingers pressing into your arm gently.

You turn to face him, brows raised in surprise.

"Did you say something? Do I need to adjust my arms again?"

The artist smiles but shakes his head.

“I'm done."

Lips pull into a wide grin as you tug the sheet around you like a large blanket, covering yourself.

"Oh! Can I see it?" You ask, fingers fisting in the soft material.

He nods, placing a light hand on your low back as he guides you back towards the easel.

"Of course. I hope…" he trails off just before you can walk around and see the masterpiece. "I hope I've done you justice."

Shifting to hold the sheet closed with one hand, you reach out from between the material to place a gentle hand on his arm. You notice the flecks of grey paint splattered on his shirt, and the streaks only get worse the closer you get to his hands.

White, grey, and black streaks of pigment color his fingers and hands, and he even managed to smear some more on his cheek. Your hand abandons its place on his arm to instead reach up and rub at the paint splotch, a tender look on your face.

"I'm sure it's perfect, Viktor," you say, voice gentle. "Just like everything else you create."

He shies away from the praise but conceals his humble nature by covering your hand with his own, turning to press a feather-light kiss to your palm.

"I hope you are right."

He steps away from you, keeping your hand wrapped in his as he leads you to the front of the easel. Immediately you seek out the image, and once you stand in front of it, you can't stop your lips from parting in awe. Viktor moves to stand behind you, hands on your hips as you take in his work.

While you had seen the canvas when you walked in, you failed to notice how large it was. But now that the image was painted on, it seemed larger than life. He had chosen a black and grey color pallet instead of his usual colored one. Yet despite the lack of colors, the painting jumps off the canvas in vibrancy.

You could see every dip and curve in your back, the softness of your arms, the slope of your shoulders and neck as your head turns away from the viewer. The sheet is beautifully bright against the other darker colors, and if you didn't know it was a painting, you swear you could reach out and feel the fabric's suppleness. It falls so naturally from the hands he painted and down your back, trailing down to pool at the bottom of the canvas as it had on the floor.

It’s beautiful. You're beautiful.

And the fact that this is how Viktor sees you…It makes tears burn at the back of your eyes.

"Viktor, I…" You can't even find the words to describe how you feel.

"See," He says, breath tickling your cheek as he leans down to press gentle kisses to your shoulder. "Breathtaking."

Viktor removes his lips from your skin when you don't respond and turns you in his arms. He pulls you flush against him as he rests his forehead against your own, noses brushing together.

"You are so beautiful." He tells you, fingers pressing gently into your back from where he holds you. "And I want everyone else to see you as I do."

You pull away from him, eyes wide.

"This is going in the gallery?"

Viktor only ever puts his most prized works there for others to see. Most of his work he kept for himself or as gifts to others. Only the projects he deemed the best of the best got to be displayed in the gallery at the center of Piltover. And he wants you there…

Before you can stop yourself, you rush back in, pressing your lips to his in hopes of telling him everything you can't figure out how to say.

He understands. Viktor understands very well, and before you bring him to his knees, he manages to sit on the stool behind him, his cane clattering to the ground as he pulls you onto his lap.

Your toes barely brushed the ground, but Viktor doesn't mind the extra weight and happily holds you against his chest, hands now free to roam. His fingers curl beneath the edge of the sheet around your shoulders, tugging at the fabric gently just as you pull away from him.

A smirk tugs at your lips when you see the betrayed look on Viktor's face.

"I sit and stare at you for hours, and you can't even grant me this one mercy?" He asks, a slightly petulant tone to his words.

You can't stop the laugh that bubbles from your chest, and you immediately lean into him, tucking your face into his shoulder as he hugs you closer.

"I'll grant you mercy when we get back to the apartment. Does that sound fair?"

Viktor huffs.

"That's hardly fair, but…" You can hear the smile in his voice. "I guess I can agree to your terms."

Warmth fills your chest.

"I love you, Viktor."

His arms tighten around you as he presses his lips to the crown of your head.

"I love you more."

Moots tag: @thedreamlessnights @twistedstitcher27 @all-hallows-evie @shimmerforall

#artist!Viktor AU #arcane viktor x reader #Viktor x reader #arcane x reader #arcane Viktor #arcane

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raeganpog · 2 years

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I love your art style so much!🥺💕And you're such a treasure to DN fandom!!!

I'm so in love with your versions of Misa and Kiyomi, so I wonder could you- maybe- 👉👈 draw them together? Of course, if you're comfortable with it!

(And I hope you're having fun drawing all those requests, I adore your interpretations of the characters!)

oh my. gosh,

THANK YOU @ponury-grajek !! i have no words.., this is way too sweet 🥺 you, the greatest death note artist, says i am a treasure to the dn fandom. i’m so happy and surprised that people say they enjoy my drawings, im actually kind of astonished i got so many requests! the fact that i got one from YOU is like,,.. 🤯💕

you are a huge inspiration, the art you make is so beautiful <3

again, thank you <33

#so here they are #bosoms out ;)#fun fact about me #i didn’t finish the rest of death note once L died #i was too devastated to continue……#so kiyomi is kind of foreign to me lol #but i love her anyway 👍#thank you <3 #death note #misa #kiyomi #my art #oh yeah i guess #death note spoilers #lol

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ouateverlark · 2 years

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Once Upon a Time… Everlark

PROMPTS - Challenge 2022

1. Submit a prompt, in our ask “ Submit OUAT prompt” We’ll be open for prompt submissions (from April 11th to May 1st)

Prompts and Fics must feature Everlark as a pairing and must based on a book, TV show, movie or myth and they can be canon compliant, canon divergent, or any kind of AU.

2. Choose a prompt from the list and tell us about it (from April 11th to May 1st)

Chosen prompts will be removed from the list so that there will only be one fic/artwork per prompt.

You can keep sending prompts (as much as you want) and choose the one you want to write!

Thanks @little-lynx for the beautiful art to illustrate this challenge!

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Prompt 1 - based on the movie “Belle” (2013)

England XVIII

This movie was inspired by the true story of Dido Elizabeth Belle (Katniss Everdeen), the illegitimate mixed race daughter of Royal Navy Captain Sir John Lindsay (Mr.Everdeen). Raised together with her cousin Elizabeth Murray (Prim) by her aristocratic great-uncle Lord William Murray (Haymitch) , 1st Earl of Mansfield, his wife (Effie), and Belle's lineage affords her certain privileges, yet the color of her skin prevents her from fully participating in the traditions of her social standing. Left to wonder if she will ever find love, Belle falls for an idealistic young vicar's son bent on change (Peeta Mellark), who, with her help, shapes Lord Mansfield's role as Lord Chief Justice to end slavery in England.

[Submitted by @alwayseverlark ]

Prompt 2 - based on the movie “10 Things I Hate About You" (1999)

With Peeta as Patrick Verona and Katniss as Kat Stratford

[Submitted by @lemonluvgirl87 ]

Prompt 2 taken by @jhsgf82

Prompt 3- based on the book “Pride and Prejudice" (by Jane Austen) With a twist: Katniss and Peeta are Jane and Bingley, not Elizabeth and Darcy. [Submitted by@albinokittens300

P3 To be written by @rosegardeninwinter

Prompt 4 - Based on the movie "The Greatest Showman" (2017)

Option 1: Peeta is P.T. Barnum, Hugh Jackman's character (I feel like Peeta would make an excellent showman/ringmaster with his personality). Peeta is a humble baker but dreams of a more exciting life, and he makes promises to his childhood love, Katniss. After they're married Peeta chases his dreams, taking Katniss along with him. (You don't have to follow the plot of the movie exactly. Katniss and Peeta can have marital problems, due to his career and female attention, as long as there's no infidelity by Peeta and it's HEA Everlark).

Option 2: Peeta and Katniss are Phillip Carlylye the playwright and Anne Wheeler the trapeze artist (Zac Efron and Zendaya). He falls hard for her, and she for him, but at the time, it's not socially acceptable for them to be together/his parents don't approve (because of her skin color). Again, you can alter the plot as needed, but HEA Everlark, please.

Bonus for throwing in multiple THG characters as part of the show.[Submitted by @jhsgf82]

Prompt 5 - Based on the movie "Ever After: A Cinderella Story" (1998)

Katniss is Danielle (Cinderella) and Peeta is Prince Henry

[submitted by @jhsgf82]

Prompt 6 - Based on the movie "Moulin Rouge" (2001)

Based on Moulin Rouge but with a HEA for Everlark!

[Submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 8 claimed by @norbertsmom

Prompt 7 - Based on the TV show "Lucifer"

Everlark twist inspired by the show Lucifer!

[Submitted by @heathersaid]

Prompt 7 claimed by @katnissdoesnotfollowback

Prompt 8 - Based on Book/TV Show “Game of Thrones”

Katniss and Peeta as Jamie and Brienne from GoT with an acutal happy ending. Or, if that isn't anyones cuppa, any choice GoT ship with a HEA!

[Submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 9 - Based on TV Show “Gran Hotel”

Gran Hotel was a Spanish drama/murder mystery about a family-owned hotel in the fictional coastal Spanish town of Cantaloa in 1905. This show is extremely dramatic and highly unrealistic at times with a lot of subplots, but the main story has to do with the characters of Julio, a guy who comes to the hotel and gets a job as a waiter but actually just wants to investigate his sister's disappearance (who previously worked as a maid there), and Alicia, the owner's unhappy daughter who's father somewhat recently passed away and who has to get married to a suitor her mother picked for her. They meet, fall in love and start an affair while she becomes the only person who will help him discover the truth about his sister's disappearance, while he helps her find out the real reason behind her father's death. I think this could work really well with everlark, but especially if the roles are reversed (not completely) - Julio has sort of a love at first sight moment and he is more open about his feelings, but then he's a different class compared to Alicia and then the only reason he came there is his sister, while Alicia is the youngest of three (if I remember correctly), slightly rebellious and also has a very controlling and borderline abusive mother. I feel like it would match better if they switched + there is the character Ayala, a detective that helps them with solving the murders, who I just think would be the perfect Haymitch. Anyway, I know it's unlikely anyone has seen it, but maybe someone will get inspired to write something similar.

[Submitsted by anonymous]

Prompt 9 taken by @alwayseverlark

Prompt 10 - Based on TV show “New Girl”

Based on New Girl but with Peeta as Jess and Katniss as Nick.

Also I think it would be interesting if the roles of Schmidt, Winston and Coach would be given to Johanna, Madge and Annie/Delly.

[Submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 10 taken by @lemonluvgirl87

Prompt 11 - Based on Movie “A League of Their Own”

with Katniss as Dottie, Prim as Kit, Haymitch as Jimmy and Peeta as Bob. A chance to expand on the Dottie & Bob (ahem Katniss and Peeta) relationship through letter writing. Baseball hijinks. The joys of figuring out who to cast as the other players on the team. ⚾️🏟🧢💕

[submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback ]

Prompt taken by @jhsgf82

Prompt 12 - Based on movies “Fast and Furios”

How about a story based on the Fast and the Furious series? It can be any of the characters and can be in any place in the world.

Peeta and Katniss both love fast cars. Family is the most important thing in life

[submitted by @dandelionlovesyou ]

P12 To be written by @jlalafics

Prompt 13: based on the myth “The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl”

A popular Chinese myth referenced to be the Chinese version of Valentine's day.

A young cowherd named Niulang (Chinese: 牛郎; pinyin: niú láng; literally "[the] cowherd"), came across seven fairy sisters bathing in a lake. Encouraged by his mischievous companion the ox, he stole their clothes and waited to see what would happen. The fairy sisters elected the youngest and most beautiful sister Zhinü (simplified Chinese: 织女; traditional Chinese: 織女; pinyin: zhī nǚ; literally "[the] weaver girl", the star Vega) to retrieve their clothing. She agreed to do so, but since Niulang had seen her naked, she agreed to his request for marriage. She proved to be a wonderful wife, and Niulang to be a good husband. They lived happily and had two children. But the Goddess of Heaven (or in some versions, Zhinü's mother) found out that Zhinü, a fairy girl, had married a mere mortal. The Goddess was furious and ordered Zhinü to return to heaven. (Alternatively, the Goddess forced the fairy back to her former duty of weaving colorful clouds, a task she neglected while living on earth with a mortal.) On Earth, Niulang was very upset that his wife had disappeared. Suddenly, his ox began to talk, telling him that if he killed it and put on its hide, he would be able to go up to Heaven to find his wife. Crying bitterly, he killed the ox, put on the skin, and carried his two beloved children off to Heaven to find Zhinü. The Goddess discovered this and was very angry. Taking out her hairpin, the Goddess scratched a wide river in the sky to separate the two lovers forever, thus forming the Milky Way between Altair and Vega.

Zhinü must sit forever on one side of the river, sadly weaving on her loom, while Niulang watches her from afar and takes care of their two children (his flanking stars β and γ Aquilae or by their Chinese names Hè Gu 1 and Hè Gu 3).

But once a year all the magpies in the world would take pity on them and fly up into heaven to form a bridge (鵲橋, "the bridge of magpies", Que Qiao) over the star Deneb in the Cygnus constellation so the lovers may be together for a single night, which is the seventh night of the seventh moon.

[submitted by @dandelionlovesyou ]

Prompt 14 - Based on the movie “The Mountain Between Us”

In the face of an incoming blizzard, while stuck in Salt Lake City International Airport, perfect strangers, free-spirited photojournalist, Alex Martin (Katniss Everdeen) and straight-laced brain surgeon, Dr Ben Bass (Peeta Mellark), charter a small plane to reach Denver. Instead, they find themselves injured, freezing, and stranded in a snow-covered ridge in the heart of the unforgiving High Uintas Wilderness, along with the pilot's golden retriever. Now, the lucky but utterly unprepared survivors have to brave the elements and work together to stand a fighting chance to live. However, amid cruel dilemmas, and when all hope seems lost, how do you trust someone you have just met?

They end up falling in love, but Ben (P) knows he can't be with Alex (K) since she reunites with her fiancee (Gale). Alex (K) misses Ben (P) and realizes she still loves him. They meet up again in New York City and give in to their feelings for each other.

Katniss as Alex and Peeta as Ben, but Peeta is the photographer and Katniss the Doctor…

[submitted by @alwayseverlark ]

Prompt 15 - Based on the TV show "Pushing Daisies"

Ned the pie-maker possesses a rare gift -- the ability to restore life to the dead -- with a touch. He puts his power to good use, helping an investigator solve murders by reviving the victim and asking the deceased to name the killer. Complications arise when Ned brings his childhood sweetheart, Chuck, back from the dead with the intention of keeping her alive. There's just one snag: If Ned ever touches Chuck again, she goes back to being dead, for keeps.

[submitted by @heathersaid]

Prompt 16 - Based on movie "Tangled"

But Peeta is Rapunzel

[submitted by anonimous]

Prompt 16 to be written by @albinokittens300

Prompt 17 - Based on TV Show "Friends"

OPTION 1: Friends the tv show everlark (Katniss and Gale as Ross and Monica as they are most like siblings) and Peeta as Chandler (best friends with Gale) and Madge as Rachel, Phoebe as Johanna

[submitted by anonimous]

OPTION2: Loosely based on “Friends” tv show, roommates, living across from each other, range of relationships from pining to hookups to dating. Maybe Katniss, like Rachel character, moves in after leaving fiancé?

[submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 18 - Based on the movie "The Notebook"

The Notebook movie, but with Peeta being the one suffering memory loss (from tracker jacker or Alzheimer up to you) and Katniss telling him their story (canon or alternate universe).

[submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 19 - Based on a song by Bruce Springsteen or Taylor Swift

either based on Bruce Springsteen’s The River or choose a Taylor Swift song for inspiration.

[submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 20 - based on the music video 'Sleep On the Floor' by the Lumineers

The video starts out at the funeral of a young woman's father, with people offering her condolences. Her friend/boyfriend, before leaving, whispers to her 'If you don't leave now, you may never make it out'. He leaves, she hesitates then follows him to a taxi. They wind up buying an old used car and taking a road trip to escape everything together. The pair experiences everything from getting lost, to fighting and resolving conflict, and they fall deeper in love. At the end, they get married on a whim. (We can ignore the part where she actually imagined the whole thing, for the HEA).

[submitter by @heathersaid ]

Prompt 21 - Based on “Arthurian” Legends.

Author’s choice on who is Arthur, Guinevere, Lancelot etc. pick a version that already exists and give it your own twist, or start from scratch to create your own take on the legends.

[submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback ]

Prompt 22 - Inspired by the Alfred Hitchcock film, “How to Catch a Thief”

A retired jewel thief sets out to prove his innocence after being suspected of returning to his former occupation.

[submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 23 - Based on book/movie “Much Ado About Nothing”

Benedict!Peeta and Beatrice!Katniss

[submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 24 - Based on movie “Great Expectations” (1998)

Based on Charles Dickens' timeless tale, this is a story of the love of a man for an unreachable woman. Updated to modern-day New York City, the story concerns a man of modest background who falls in love with a rich girl. But when a mysterious benefactor greenlights the man to make his dreams come true, everything done has the ultimate goal of making Estella fall in love with him.

[submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 25 - Based on the movies “Puff the Magic Dragon” and “Game of Thrones”

Fairytale blend of Puff the Magic Dragon with Game of Thrones. Puff lives “by the sea” = at her father’s lake but Katniss stops going to play after mine accident, returns to find Puff years later, becomes Daenerys-like force in Hungers Game universe?

[submitted by @567inpanem ]

Prompt 26 - Based on the TV Show “Ted Lasso”

Ted Lasso crossover, where Peeta is on his last leg as the aging captain of the Panem Football Club, and Katniss is the team's new PR consultant.

[submitted and claimed by @absnow ]

Prompt 27 - Based on “The Holidate”

Katniss as Sloane and Peeta as Jackson.

[Submitted by @jhsgf82 ]

Prompt 28 - Based on the TV show “Dark”

with Peeta as Jonas and Katniss as Marta

[Submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 29 - Based on “Once Upon a Time”

Either as Charming and Snow or Captain Swan (could be role reversal, but it doesn't have to be - it's on the author to decide).

[Submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 30 - Based on movie “Pocahontas”

Pocahontas with the language barrier but they don't use magic to understand each other but actually get to know each other's language.

[Submitted by anonymous]

Claimed by @little-lynx

Prompt 31 - Inspired by the song 'tis the damn season by taylor swift’

[Submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 32 - Based on TV Show “Fleabag”

basically just the hot priest (peeta) plotline from season two but hea!

[Submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 33 - Prompt based on the song "Ride like the wind" by Christopher Cross.

Peeta and Katniss running from D12 because whatever reason the writer has.

[Submitted by anonymous]

Claimed by @pitualba2015

Prompt 34 - Prompt based on the movie "Two night stand"

Katniss as Megan Peeta as Alec

[Submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 34 - Prompt based on movie "Anastasia"

[Submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 35 - Prompt based on the movie "While You Were Sleeping" (1995)

A lonely girl who lives with her pretty little pet cat, is single, has no siblings & has parents who've passed away. Things change for Her on Christmas Day when she saves her crush from the train tracks onto which he's fallen . At the hospital , Her crush is in a coma & she's mistaken as his fiancee

[submitted by @pitualba2015]

Claimed by @alliswell21

Prompt 36 - Inspired by the reality TV franchise “90 Day Fiancé”

[Submitted by anonymous]

#ouate challenge 2022 #prompts 2022 #prompts

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kisscookin · 3 years

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WHAT IS YOUR FUTURE SPOUSE'S LOVE LANGUAGE?

—tarot pick a card reading —

Hi! it's KissCookin again! today I invite you to another coffee time with your spouse! pick a picture that you feel most drowned into and let's dive deep into reading and let's find out what their love language is like! also I channeled song that somehow may show characteristics of your spouse, may describe their feelings and love language.♡ this time I got inspired by looking japanese cherry blossom, because I'm kinda in the mood for love. 🥲🥰

also don't forget to check my previous work here! don't forget to give me feedback, it really motivates me. also, tell me which team you chose, I'm super curious!

if you need private reading, DM me! ♡

TW: description of sex. if you're under the age of consent, please, do not read it. thank you.

astrology placements could represent you, your 7th house, your spouse dominant energy, their 7th house or their Venus sign/house. of course it doesn't have to. it's general reading after all. take only what resonates. :)

I apologise in advance for any language, grammar and orthography mistakes! I do not own any of these pictures.

do not repost on any other platform without my clear consent. respect my work

LEFT: TEAM 1, TEAM 2, TEAM 3: RIGHT

TEAM 1

queen of cups, ace of cups, ace of pentacles, king of wands, two of cups, the hermit, three of pentacles

astrology placements — Gemini, Mars dominant, Taurus/Venus dominant, Jupiter dominant, Uranus dominant

your future spouse in relationship is very nurturing, very devoted and loyal. they are very spiritual themselves and they look for someone that they have special, soul connection to. they are very romantic, chlichè romantic one. cute. they want to be safe space for their loved one, they want to provide them safe space, emotional support. I feel like in the past, they were misunderstood in relationships and it hurt them deeply. so now, as they healed, they want they to prevent from that. you know what I mean. they may have their 7th house or Venus sign in water sign. they love living in their fantasy, and they fantasise about love quite often. they want that romantic, special love, like from movies. when they are in love, they have eyes only on their lover. they overflow with emotions. they want to show off their lover to the whole world and they want whole world to know, that they are in relationship. holding hands, matching clothes. but not the type, to be too affectionate in public — like kissing, ass grabbing is a no no for them. they think that's intimate and they do more courageous things in their safe space. definitely the type that love slow, passionate sex. you know, lights off, few candles in the room, soft music in the background, missionary position. eye contact, skin to skin, bodies merge to make love. aftercare is big thing for them. its part of their love language. sex is spiritual for them and its very emotional, regardless gender. they may be artist — sex with sincere love gives them inspiration and it gives them inner power. if other people see them after session, they definitely can tell is your future spouse got laid. they have good mood, hearts in their eyes, they radiate pure love. awww, cute. for your future spouse,relationship is also teamwork and growing, developing oneself. they want them and their lover to conquer world together. very clingy person by the way. I'm sure they love going to coffee shops and drinking hot coffee with their lover in cute scenery, looking through the window and observing people passing by, going somewhere. they love spending quality time with their lover. as I said, they may be an artist, they are very sensitive to outer world, they observe every thing. especially their lover. how they behave, etc. I feel like they may be extrovert, ambivert quite fiery person to outside world, but in relationship they are in hermit mode. your future spouse wants to run away somewhere with their lover, hide and have fun only in their own little world, that no other person understands. if you have their heart, they gonna do everything for you. they are ready to sacrifice everything for their lover. how cuteeee. I love this person's energy ♡. they also want to talk with their lover, have both deep and light conversations. about everything. technology, science, society, tiktok trends, art, spirituality, cars, travels, other cultures, their deep thoughts, emotions, and so one. they may not be that talkative and open to other people in general, but for their lover they have no boundaries haha. they work their ass off to make their loved one feel happy. be good for them, and you will have the most devoted, loyal, loving, sincere person by your side forever!

TEAM 2

knight of wands, five of pentacles rx, temperance, ten of pentacles, ace of swords, the chariot, king of pentacles, three of wands rx

astrology placements — Mars dominant, Saturn dominant, Virgo/Mercury dominant, Sagittarius/Jupiter dominant

I get sugar daddy vibe or daddy kink from that person. and not only in sexual context. your future spouse in relationship is provider, nurturer, caretaker, nanny (🤣). they make sure that their partner is happy and wealthy in all areas of life. they want to secure their partner financially. I feel that they may be financially very, very stable. rich person. (I know its not related to reading, but I feel like they wear wear black sunglasses often). also they are the type of person that make sure that you're not hungry. they love cooking for their lover. they are good cook. Taurus energy. they are rather dominant person in relationship and they want to be in charge. but it's not a bad thing. they want to take constant care of their lover, but also they give them free will and independence. Good mix. they were hurt in previous relationships and somebody probably took advantage of their caring heart. they were misunderstood. that caused that at beginning of the relationships, they are little bit cold/closed off, not overly emotional. it takes time for them to blossom. they have to be sure, that their potential partner is not gonna betray them. this person like going out with their lover to different social gatherings and events. I feel like they like watching sports, racing — car racing or even horse racing. they also may like placing bets, which player is gonna win. I feel like they are quite lucky at placing bets. they have very responsible, serious job, very stressful by the way. they want their lover to nurture, distress them in their safe environment. they crave for balance — they take care of their lover financially, like a parent, and they want their partner to take care of them emotionally. your future spouse is very passionate, strong, driven person. they feel things very, very, very deeply. if they don't release their energy and emotions often, they may become internally destructive to themselves. how they do it? they work out, drive cars fast, go hiking. but what they need the most is sex. sex is best way of release energy, emotions — both negative and positive ones. I feel like they prefer rough sex and dirty talk to let out everything that they keep to themselves. mind-blowing sex is what they need to cleanse themselves. they don't date around random people, they need emotions in order to enjoy sexual intercourse, they need to trust. if they are with the right person, they may easily become sex addict. but in a good way. your future spouse want to merge with their partner, intertwine both souls. the type to hold hands during sex. they want to share with them every part of their life. they aren't selfish person. they want their partner to tell them everything. they also want to share their secrets and dark side with their beloved. your future spouse want mutual understanding, understanding without words. they wants their soul to speak from the bottom of their heart. I probably said that earlier, they feel deeply. they may be easily turned off if somebody declines or ignores their energy. they kinda act like baby sometimes. Leo Moon energy for me. they want to be their partner's first choice and they want to be in centre of attention in their partner's world. nevertheless, they want to be best friends with their lover. the type to do stupid shit in public, laugh loud and never care. they would love doing unexpected things with their lover, for example — going on a trip to a random place out of nowhere. if they are in love outer world doesn't matter. hardworker in relationship. loves deeply. always want to keep things fresh and exciting between them and their lover. so lovely..... now I want cute boyfriend :((((((

TEAM 3

eight of wands rx, two of swords, ace of pentacles, ace of wands, justice, the devil, knight of wands, death rx

astrology placements — Leo/Sun dominant, Libra/Taurus/Venus dominant, Aquarius, Pluto dominant, Cancer

I feel that your future spouse may be on calmer, reserved side. the may be quite indecisive person in life, like they need to lead in life. it takes them ages to make a decision. get a little submissive vibe. melancholic romantic, lost in their own visions, lost in their own thoughts. Pisces, Aquarius and Neptune vibe is strongly present here. (they may be afraid of travelling by plane.) they may be a little withdrawn in relationship. but they do love strongly, but they may trouble expressing it. they need someone that would pull their emotions and feelings out of them. they also may be hesitant to have fun sometimes. like they looooooove cute dates, picnics, amusement parks, holding hands, little pecks in cheeks. they blush easily. ( :(((((( I already love this pile). but, you know, they maybe very hesitant to initiate dates or skinships, because they are scared of being rejected or laughed at :( I strongly think that their behaviour is influenced by childhood trauma/past life trauma or very unfunfilling, toxic past relationships. they were laughed at, criticised, etc. could be their mom? I don't know, I don't wanna dive deeper into such topic. they firstly may be cold, reserved, but once they open their fragile heart to their partner, you will meet the most beautiful soul, that had ever been on earth. very loving, they want to spread love everywhere they go. they may also enjoy doing charity with their beloved one, especially animal shelter. they want them and their partner to grow together, not apart. secretly they want somebody that will get them out of their shell and put some passion in their life. once other person initiate they will open quickly. it will ignite fire inside them, that is a little bit dimmed right now. if the fire ignite in their body, they slap their partner's ass astronomical amount times during the day. its form of their love towards their partner ♡ they like kissing in every single form: pecks, kissing, French kisses, kissing body. kissing in general. they bite. literally, they are the type randomly bite their partner :( so lovely I also do this this lot. they want to hold on to their partner like cute, little monkey. they love cuddles in fresh sheets. they are quite freaky by the way. slapping ass could be form of a foreplay haha. when it comes to sex, it's important, IMPORTANT. it's literally only time when they open up to their partner 100%. scorpionic sex. they crave intimacy, soul connection, transformation due to sex. during the act they have no boundaries (in positive meaning), they don't hold themselves back. they come out of their shell, their dark spot. they want to please their partner best way they can, and they are quite good at it. they free themselves from any restrictions during sex. I feel like they love doing it in dark place, in the night, blindfolded. love good, slow, passionate sex, love kissing during sex. slow strokes, soft moans. nails scratching partner's body because it feels good. biting again haha. masochists. likes pain. no doubt about it. they want their relationship with their partner to be equally balanced and fair. they want to give the same amount of love that they receive. even more. they want freedom in relationship ship, but they are committed after all. they cold, withdrawn exterior may lead to misunderstandings and wrong perception of they persona. they hate it. they are very understanding, and want the same from others, especially their lover. very gentle, loving. wants the best for their loved one. they will never do anything wrong to other on purpose. sensual person that need to be protected. they are lost in the world of feelings, they need someone to fix them. they are like cute puppy. one you show them, that you're never gonna leave their side, you have their whole heart. ♡

I hope you liked my reading! Like, Reblog, Comment, Follow. it very motivates me to do more readings. Take care and don't forget to leave feedback!♡

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blueaetherr · 2 years

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ok, i loved your writing havertz x reader! singer and wanted a sequel (part 2)!

well, u could write a moment where the chelsea boys listen to some reader music along with havertz, as you mentioned.

[sorry if i got any wrong words, english is not my first language </3]

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pairings: kai havertz x fem!singer!reader [she/her]

warning(s): none

summary: the one where kai and his teammates vibe to his girlfriend's new single

a/n: part two to this; thank you anon for the request, and it was perfectly fine. i hope you enjoy this one!

A match ending in a win had the boys in high spirits entering the changing rooms. Vibrant smiles everywhere, exchanging handshakes and hugs, vibes far too high to fall low again, chosen beats switching the mood every few minutes. There was something satisfying about winning a rather difficult game; the rest—everything that followed after—was all too rewarding to want to let go of.

Though, the chosen beats really did switch up the mood every few moments. Old school Drake faded out with a slow and calming singer replacing him for the next few minutes. They heard her voice—Y/N's voice—and everyone went apeshit crazy. All eyes soon fell on Kai, his teammates calling his name, phones already out to record him.

"Oh, here we go again," Mason rolled his eyes, breaking out into a smile. "Another one for Kai, of course." It was common fact that Kai was a heavy subject in Y/N's music and that left no room for the player to even avoid his teammates' teases. Y/N didn't consume the whole of the team's shared playlist, but she did to be heard more than enough throughout the day.

Kai laughed, taking off his jersey. "You guys always to have to be so obvious with it?" He would never hear the end of it from his teammates; they loved to tease him about it, some more than others. The mention, sound or hint of Y/N from anyone, and all glances would fall upon the player. He simply couldn't, and would never, escape his teammates.

"There's so many about Lover Boy that's he's gotten used to it!" Timo said, and he was right. There were more songs about Kai than he could count on his fingers. He was simply the nature, focus and soul of Y/N's music discussions, and there was no shame to it. Not everyone could say that they inspired a song, let alone a whole album.

And Y/N wrote about so much more than just she and Kai, of course; she could carry variety and sophistication with ease. Though she, Kai—the two as individuals—and the relationship was constantly changing. Evolving moods, stages, their ways to communicate with one another. And with that came infinite topics or stories to cover in her discography.

"It must be nice," Christian sighed, turning to his teammate. "Hey, didn't you say Y/N was supposed to release another song soon?" The players were shameless fans of her and more. Everyone was and could be, admitting it or not. Collectively or alone, they kept up with every release, every local event. Always asking for free passes to concerts (they thought it was unfair that Kai could receive all that and more), posting her songs on their socials. Never did the boys fall short of supporting one of their favourite artists.

Kai huffed out a breath as he sat down, ruffling his hair. "Yeah. Uh, it's supposed to come out today or something." He unlocked his phone, and his eyes widened when he took notice of the time. "Wait, no. It should be out now, actually!"

"Someone hurry up and put it on!"

"Okay, okay, I got it," Reece said, seeing as he was the last one to play with the music. He typed and scrolled through his phone before nodding, smiling softly. He had an early feeling that he would enjoy the song. "It's called Interference." He let the volume in the room fall low before playing the song.

It started with a lonely moment of silence—almost like hollow air—before they let her voice fill the room, a bit of shushing so the boys could listen to her words. I mean listening to Y/N was an experience by itself for the boys, for anyone really. They found it so easy and comfortable to fall into her music, her voice, her tunes, her melodies. From the excited looks shared around the room to recording their pure reactions to the song, there was a lot for the team to say. Though, in short, the boys thought Y/N sounded amazing.

Her voice kind and tender, yet almost like she was in the room with everyone else, voice bouncing in infinite directions to reach everyone's ear range personally. After playing a game, sure, it was nice to vibe to music that fit the mood. Tunes upbeat and with max bass, songs claiming victory and the feeling of being beyond the world, something to excite bodies more and keep the adrenaline flowing. That was something but Y/N let the boys sit back and drift the focus away from football, to let loose and relax as they should.

Kai could remember it all like he was right back in the music room all over again, sitting next to Y/N and watching her play the piano and finding her zone. It isn't perfect, as she would say, and I don't want it to be anyway. It had all of its imperfections. It was imperfect. Now more refined and volumised in voice, but that familiarity of Y/N, of her music, of their relationship still remained. All that peace and security and love she spoke on so much—it was all still there, through her voice and beyond her fluid words.

When Y/N's voice faded out Ben fell back in his place, a dreamy smile crossing his face. "I mean-- Kai. She is just," he blew a chef's kiss, a hand hanging over his heart, "wow."

Kai chuckled when the boys were quick to replay the song. "She is, isn't she?" He was very proud of her. For what she created, for what she brought to life, for everything she sourced from a few words scribbled on a piece of paper. Not only because the players liked her music. That was indeed a positive, of course, but rather that she let others feel a certain or different way. That's what she wanted to do, and that's what she delivered. Y/N always did.

"And... this is gonna be on my repeat playlist by tomorrow for sure."

And somewhere, back in the music room, that pride was felt by Y/N. There was a dimple to her grin, a curve to her lips. The players blasted the song in the locker room, singing the lyrics they had yet to know, rocking with the song more than she thought of it herself. The sight of the players (mainly Kai) feeling euphoria galore was enough to get Y/N beginning the creative process for another music project once again.

#kai havertz #kai havertz imagines #kai havertz imagine #kai havertz fic #kai havertz oneshots #kai havertz fluff #kai havertz blurbs #kai havertz x reader #kai havertz x fem!reader #football imagines #football imagine #football oneshots #football fanfic #football blurbs #black!reader #asks #kai havertz x black!reader

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davosmymaster · 2 years

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How do u think the moon boys would react to an s/o w more than 10 tattoos? All love xx

AAAAAAHHHH my first headcanon omg im so excited i cant!!!

I just hope this is what you wanted. It was such an open question and i kept wondering okay but how many, when, does the MC get them before or after meeting the moon boys... like SO MANY QUESTIONS!!

I hope you like my take on this. (sorry for spelling mistakes, also im not a native english speaker)

THANK YOU SO MUCH <3

Warnings for mentions of sex, nothing graphic tho

My answer is... depends.

I think none of them ever stopped to think about a s/o with tattoos, that being said I think they all were impressed when they saw them.

The first time for Steven is on a date. You ask him if he has any, and he thinks it's a weird question. The poor man is so nervous and excited about meeting someone new and having a date (finally) that he wants to go directly to the profound questions. He wants to know things like your favorite color, your favorite book, where did you go on holidays when you were a kid, the name of your pets, etc. He doesn't think anyone thinks of him as a man who's into tattoos but before he asks you you're taking your jacket off and there they are.

I think he's the type of person who'd think he doesn't like tattoos, but that is just because he's used to see large shapeless tattoos that look more like a blur than a proper work of art (and he doesn't pay attention to them anyways). Also, all the experience he has with tattoos is watching youtube videos titled "9 of the worst tattoos ever" so he does not feel like he can say anything about the matter.

But then oh you show him yours and he loves them. Once you keep seeing each other he teaches you about his hobbies and then he asks you to talk to him about the things you like and somehow you start talking about your tattoos and you show him every tattoo you have and he just wonders at how precise the lines are, the images you chose. I feel like even if you regret some of them or the tattoo artist didn't get them quite right he would still love them. Then you show him some ancient Egypt inspired tattoos like the Eye of Horus and he would absolutely lose it.

"So some people get tattoos to honor what they like, or an experience they had?" he asks, although he already knew the answer to that question. That's the first time he wonders if he could get a tattoo. He asks you if it hurts a lot, how much it usually costs, etc. And you can't help but chuckle seeing how invested he is.

The first time you two are intimate he brings your tattooed flesh to his lips. He doesn't know what tattoo he is kissing, but he doesn't care either. He loves the intricate drawings in your skin (even though it is now drenched in sweat) and he kisses you time and time again.

It takes him six months or so before he asks you for the name of the tattoo studio.

Marc hates tatoos with a passion. Like just... look at him. He was in the military. He's seen MANY muscular men and women with tattoos. He has all the references around him (sargeants, his own CO, soldiers, etc) they all had at least one big tattoo or half a sleeve... and he still has none. Why do you think that is?

That is why he tries to pay not much attention to yours at first. The thing is, either if you have more than 10 small tattoos or maybe even bigger ones, he didn't notice at first. London is usually cold all year round (except sometimes summer) and he likes to go on dates to restaurants with terraces.

The first time he sees them he's like "what the fuck?" like he didn't expect such an angelic face to have that many tattoos because he's used (biased) to associate that many tattoos to people usually in the military. Not that he thinks you're a bad person (as that is usually the stereotype right) like it's just... different but you're smart and catch him looking and ask him what he thinks and he's suddenly SO STIFF. And you can't help it but feel a little offended because they are part of you (obviously). You even think about not talking to him anymore (you two don't know each other that much yet) but he keeps calling you and caring about you and he realises that once again he has some issues he has to work on.

Then one day he asks you for your tattoos. You show him the one that has more meaning to you and tell him the story behind it. He feels like a complete DUMBASS when you do, because he thought it was just some aesthetic shit men in the military got when they got ripped enough. And he feels just so lucky that you trust him so much, as to explain and tell him why you got them, even when the explanation behind some of them is just "I liked the tattoo" or "I was feeling bad so I drove to the nearest tattoo studio and got it." Like... it changes his perception forever.

It comes to a point where you two are having sex and he is just SO delighted to see your body covered in art. He enjoys the view and doesn't even let you shower alone anymore. He likes to help you shower, cover them in soap just to reveal them after. You can't help but chuckle and remind him a thousand times how much he used to hate them.

He asks Steven and Jake if they'd get a tattoo. They are shocked at the question because they have both wanted one for some time now, but Steven was scared of bringing up the topic because he knows how Marc feels about it. Meanwhile, Jake knew Marc would change his mind at some point so he was there just... waiting.

Out of the three of them, Jake is the one who loves tattoos the most.

He sees your tattoos and immediately tells you that he loves them. He wasn't the one who met you first, though, so he already knows you have a few of them when he does meet you for the first time. Still, that doesn't make him less excited for them. It's not the same to see them through a mirror than in real life, so once he meets you he can't stop looking at them. The ink simply calls him in everytime his eyes wander without a purpose.

With time he forgets about them (as one usually does), but at first, sometimes, he even got distracted while driving because he likes to hold your hand when he drives and then he'd look down and there they were and they are beautiful on your skin. He just loves them.

He might forget about them for a while, but they always come back to his mind. When he undresses you his mind always seems to reboot no matter how hard or horny he is or where you are or if you're just in for a quickie.

When an idea for a new tattoo comes to your mind, Jake is always the first to know, because you always know how positive his answer will be. Once you even got the idea of printing a design you were thinking of getting near your hip. So you stood in front of him while he was watching tv, raised your skirt and pressed the paper against the upper side of your thigh.

"How does it look?" you asked. "Do you like it?"

He has his lips parted, eyes focused on the ink that will soon decorate your flesh. He throws the remote somewhere, grabs your waist and pulls you close.

"Oh mami, you don't know in how much trouble you are."

After doing the obvious he drove you to the nearest 5-star (according to google) tattoo studio and paid for it himself.

#steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #jake lockley x reader #marc spector #jake lockley #steven grant #moon knight #moon knight x reader #oscar isaac x reader #oscar isaac #moon knight headcanons #resquest #moon knight request #ask box

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just-call-me-angel · 2 years

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WARNING!!! Do not follow if you are under the age of 18! Most of my writing contains nsft content!!

About the Author

Hello, I'm Angel/Anders! I'm in my early 20's and I use all pronouns (though I do prefer bun/bunself pronouns most of the time) I am happily taken (sorry ladies lol) and have three lovely partners whom iI love very much. I'm not super active on social media and I tend to forget I even have it sometimes so I'm really hoping I can actually maintain this blog. I have only just recently gotten back into writing and I've been having a lot of fun with it (special thanks to my gf for convincing me to get back into writing). I am also an artist so i'll probably post art periodically along with my fics! Feel free to pop in and say hello or ask questions if you'd like, I can't promise a speedy reply but I'll do my very best to get back to you when I can!

Ao3

Current Fandoms

Danonation!

Batman 2022

More to be added

Master lists

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Dano!Riddler (Batman 2022) !!

Clever Girl - Edward Nashton x Waitress! AFAB! Reader

(Takes place prior to the start of Batman 2022 )

Edward starts visiting a local Diner in Gotham where he meets a pretty waitress who he quickly becomes obsessed with. Edward is a total creep but honestly the reader is kinda fucked up to so they belong together <3

IN PROGRESS

Chapters: || 1 || 2 || 3 || 4 ||

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Dwayne Hoover (Little Miss Sunshine)

Little Miss Loser - Dwayne Hoover x AFAB!Reader

Reader is Dwayne's best friend joins the hoover family on their road trip to California. Frank plays match maker for his nephew. Grandpa Edwin is a menace to society. Olive wonders why the reader isn't Dwayne's girlfriend. Richard is a shit head and Sheryl really deserves a vacation. Dwayne and Reader struggle to understand and come to terms with their mutual feelings towards one another. Lots of tooth rotting fluff!

IN PROGRESS

Chapters: || 1 || 2 || 3 || 4 || 5 || 6 || 7 ||

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Calvin Weir-Fields (Ruby Sparks)

The Perfect Girl - Calvin Weir-Fields (Ruby Sparks) x AFAB!Reader !!

(Inspired by the scene towards the end of the movie ruby Sparks where Calvin tells Ruby she isn't real.)

Reader takes the place of Ruby in the scene and rather than letting her go once he realizes she is slipping away from him, Calvin decides to try controlling her in a very different way. Contains NSFT content involving non-con/dub-con elements!

COMPLETE

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Klitz (The Girl Next Door)

Klitz With a K - Fuckboy!Klitz x AFAB!Reader !! KIitz and reader went to highschool together and Reader had the biggest crush on him. She thought the crush would go away once she graduated. Instead she has to confront her feelings head on when she meets Klitz again at a college party. It certainly doesn't help that Klitz has become a total fuckboy and he's intent on adding her to the list of girl's he's managed to bed. She can't even decide if it's a good thing or a bad thing that he doesn't remember her from High school. Either way she wants him bad. Ao3

Coming Soon...

Klitz (The Girl Next Door) x Reader !!

Brian (Fast Food Nation) x Reader !!

Jay (Okja) x Reader !!

College Au Edward Nashton (Batman 2022) x Reader !!

Klitz x Reader x Eli Brooks !!

Eli Brooks (The Girl Next Door) x Reader !!

I will try my best to keep this post updated so its easier to find my works without having to search my entire blog!!

#navigation #about the author #justcallmeangel fic tag #justcallmeangel masterlist #masterlist #angel's stuff and things #upcoming fics

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sanzu-whore · 3 years

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The Artists Mark // Kaoru Sakurayashiki x Reader Smut

Pairings:�� Kaoru Sakurayashiki x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings/Tags: Nsfw, Implied Oral (m receiving), Fluff

A/N: Wrote this for my friend, now suffer <3

Sun calls you gently from your sleep, warm against your skin as it seeps through the sheer curtains that hang from your bedroom window. There's a shuffle above you, quiet and barely audible if you weren't paying attention. The slight crinkle of parchment that brings a dopey smile to your face.

Kaoru stills as soon as you shift, waiting a moment for you to continue your sleep before he relaxes and only then do you notice the weight on your head. His fingers carding gently through your bird's nest of hair, lightly scraping his nails against your scalp and involuntarily drawing a content sigh from your lips.

"Good morning." He tenses and when you lift your head to gaze at him, a gentle smile greets you. Glasses nearly tipping off his nose and a book crooked between thin fingers, the lush blanket covering the both of you resting just above his waist and allowing your arm to rest over his warm stomach.

Warm, everything is warm with him. Gentle and loving as he strokes your cheek with the same grace and care he uses when writing. It's impossible to not get butterflies even after all this time in his company, maybe that's why you love him. Why he still treats you so carefully as if you'll shatter with one wrong move, leave with one wrong word. You love Kaoru because he loves you and wants it to stay that way.

Your friends laughed when they met him, a light giggle in the air as they joked- "Just wait for the honeymoon phase to be over." But five years seem to pass as easily as water through spread fingers in his presence and you don't find yourself minding.

Especially not when he lifts your hand to his lips and presses a kiss against your knuckles. "What are you reading?" And though your morning voice sounds horrible and scratchy against your head, Kaoru only sighs and turns the book for you to see. Pages tinted from decades of age decorated with the world's finest phrases, letters to some unknown lover and promises of undying affection sprawled across the parchment with a style that you could recognize from a mile away. Karou's handwriting.

His smile quirks more as you flush. "I'm trying to find what I should write for my next demonstration." Kaoru's fingers lace with yours as he continues with a defeated sigh. "But these are not for anyone else's eyes, so I am left fumbling once again for inspiration."

"Did you ask Carla?" The board charging at the foot of your bed beeps rapidly in protest as Kaoru narrows his eyes at you. A laugh bubbles in your chest "I can't help you with this, ask me anything else and I'll gladly try."

You watch his gaze flicker to the bedside table where a small wooden box rests, filled to the brim with travel sized brushes and inks. When it returns, you're pinned in place by the intensity that resides in it as he stares at the sliver of skin on your shoulder not shielded by the blanket. "Be my canvas."

You choke on a disbelieving laugh "Huh?"

"Turn around." Your skin pricks at the seriousness that laces his voice but you can't resist the curiosity that burns at your stomach. His smile stretches as you pull the blanket down and lay on your stomach with your arms folded on the pillow above you, nude back on display as his weight shifts around you. A few moments of shuffling pass before you feel the press of his thighs against your hips, caging you against the bed as a palm, featherlite, ghosts over the small of your back. Raising goosebumps as it travels to your neck and brushes your hair out of the way.

Kaoru murmurs against your ear, breath hot on the skin as you suppress the shiver that threatens to roll down your spine. "Stay still for me." You can't find it in yourself to quip back, allowing yourself to melt into the mattress beneath your heated chest.

Your breath catches in your throat as cold drips over your back, nearly jumping away from the shock before Kaoru's palm presses between your shoulder blades and traps you to the bed. "I said stay."

You bite back on instinct "Watch your tone, Kaoru." His breath hitches and the pressure against your back lessons as he hums.

"Sorry." This time you're more prepared for the cold ink as it drips onto your skin, thin bristles of his favorite brush lightly scraping against your back as it drags up. Drawing a rattled groan from your lips as Kaoru presses his weight further into you. His voice a near purr "You look so good like this, my muse." Heat boils your skin and every drag of his hand rewards him with a muffled curse.

His free hand travels from your back to your nails digging into the pillow, intertwines his fingers with yours for a beat before releasing and letting his palm wander to your ribs. Wretch a gasp from your lips and map your body like he's trying to memorize it as his teeth nip at the junction of your shoulder and neck. "Careful-" He ignores your clipped plea with a hum before kissing at your shoulder, teeth nipping and pulling until he's satisfied with the mark left behind.

The brush drags towards the dip of your back just as his fingers reach your heat. "You have to stay still or the ink will run.." Kaoru's voice is even and collected but it's impossible to ignore the grind of his hips. The brush long forgotten next to you as his now free hand presses against the back of your neck, holding you in place as a groan slips through his calm guise.

"If only the world could see you like this, spread out for me. My best work." Heat builds in your stomach with each twist of his hand that pulls a stuttered moan from your throat. "Mon petit chou, my love." Kaoru purrs out each syllable, his thighs tensing around you as you jolt against his palm. "But they can not appreciate your beauty to its truest extent, to see you like this is an experience that I hope you allow me to be selfish with."

"Kaoru-" oh God how can he sound so pretty? How can one man pull you apart thread by thread and count every one with the carefulness of the fates stitching together the world. He has to know how much power he has over you, its impossible for him not to. Not when he wretches bliss from your rattled form and carries you through the pleasure with poems written by the heavens muttered into your skin.

Skin hot against his, you sink into the mattress. "Is the ink dry yet?" Kaoru drags his slicked hand from under you to touch your back before humming.

"Yes, but I would wait a few-" He's pinned beneath you before he can finish, eyes blown wide with lust as his lips part to gape at you.

His wrists lay trapped beneath your palm as your hips settle above his. His length pressing against your stomach. "Kaoru.." He twitches at your coo. "Let me thank you." His mouth opens to protest but you cut him off with a kiss. Lips pressing against his feverishly as your hand runs over his chest, nails scraping over his nipples to capture a trembling gasp from his throat as he gladly welcomes your tongue.

Grinds against you as you pull away from his chasing lips and whines so prettily as you nip at his jaw. Bite and suck the skin until he's covered in purple and writhing underneath you, pleas tumbling from his tongue like a prayer as you ghost your teeth over his chest. "You're so pretty Kaoru." You can't help but grin when he moans at the praise. "All mine, so pretty for me. I love you Kaoru." As soon as you release your hold on his hands they fly to your head, fingers twisting into your hair as he struggles to gasp for breath.

"Please." His hips jump as you kiss at the bruised flesh from the night before, breath ghosting over the thin trail of pink hair that leads you to your goal. "Please-"

"Patience Kaoru." Your lips hover above his flushed length, something possessive purring in your chest as he whines. "Let me say thank you, properly."

Later that day, when you finally leave the comfort of your lover's side to get dressed. You sneak a glance at your back in the mirror, flush blooming your skin as you trail over the Kanji painted there.

'Sakurayashiki Kaoru'

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