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tagged by @marmolita for a last line written challenge! names redacted since this is a gift
“Excuse me, the sex dungeon?” —’s trying to get past in earnest now, practically plastered to ——’s front as he fumbles behind him for the door latch. “Now that I have to see.”
“There’s no sex dungeon. Forget I said anything.”
tagging @cosmickoshi @4th-make-quail @tabsters @kings-highway and whoooever else!
“Uh-oh,” Daishou says innocently. “Snake eyes. You lose this round, Bokuto-sama.”
Nobody laughs at him, but still—Koutarou can feel their judgment all the same. And he laughs it off, and Hikari makes a crass joke a couple seconds later that shifts all the attention to her, and nobody even bats an eye at Koutarou’s loss.
Still—Koutarou is reminded that the one thing he hates more than anything in this world is losing.
yakuza AU! and now we all collectively boo daishou's presence. @idonsson and anyone else!
“Weirdo.” Rin mutters, looking up into Hiori’s bright eyes. They look so big, like they could swallow him whole.
And Rin would probably let them.
“That makes two of us, don’tcha think?”
“Shut up.”
Hiori laughs again, lighter this time.
“Can’t wait to see how ya hide those hickeys, sweetheart.”
This is the end of my recently posted hiorin fic, I haven't written since I finsihed it
As for the tags @remuswriting (thanks for following me, I got so excited) @sweetangelicdevil (not 100% sure we're mutuals but I like your writing) and anyone else who wants to
I'm not counting published fics for this, so this is the last haikyuu wip I've written in. Welcome to idol au because kpop took over my life for real.
Ushijima is always quiet when getting his makeup done. It caused Y/N to originally think he didn’t like him since Ushijima made small talk with the other makeup artists. It was Tendou who told him that the silence meant Ushijima felt comfortable. He didn’t feel like he was forced to be a leader who must remain talkative, because Y/N doesn’t force anyone to talk. He does his job, and he talks if he knows that person enjoys doing that.
“It’s why Wakatoshi-san refuses to have a different makeup artist,” Tendou once said as Y/N worked on his makeup for a photoshoot. “He’ll never tell you that, but it’s what he’s told me.”
Tagging @that-bi-bitch-writes because I know you have something fun to put here.
i cheated a little. my most recent wip is getting published soon and i don’t want any spoilers so i went into the archives. enjoy a little selection of venus as a boy pt 2
“Great,” Leo said. “Now, let’s hope we don’t die.”
“You won’t…Probably”
“[Name]!” Leo yelped in surprise “I thought you said you didn’t want to cause trouble?”
“Why would I say that?” [Name] scratched his head “I love causing trouble”
“Yeah they’re definitely soulmates,” Hazel sighed.
“So what’s the plan, genius? Or do we wing it?”
“No, I’ve got a plan.” Leo said “Not a great one, but it’s a plan”
“That’s my favorite kind” [Name] smirked. “I am the demigod of madness and chaos”
I could tag @inhumanshadows but ik he's tapped out after a couple of collabs. he might have a wip though.
and who knows if @lakesel is even on tumblr. Criminal Minds binge comes first.
so what I am going to say is i tag any of my followers. if you're seeing this and you have a wip you want to share, feel free to rb and/or tag me <3
I do be on tumblr. During work hours. It’s my home.
You smiled and forced your head out of his grasp to smell his hands, sniffing his palms, wrists, arms, armpits, shoulders, everywhere your nose could go.
Pope had no idea what to do, and he’s pretty sure no normal couple does that.
You continued sniffing him with strong intensity until you became lightheaded from inhaling too fast repetitively.
Taggiiiiing… 🫵🏻 @lem0nshark-writes 🫵🏻 and honestly anyone that wanna share a wip.
Ohohohoho spicyyy 👀👀 Thank you for the tag!! 🫶🏼🫶🏼 Here's a lil smthing smthing from the upcoming fic 👀👀
It started innocently enough, your keen eyes involved in the crafts of Aule's men drew Mairon to seek your advice. Well that's the excuse he chose, it was not that it wasn't true but his motives were not all that, you having had caught his interest the second his eyes laid on you in Aule's office discussing upcoming projects, robes long and flowy and long hair falling down your strong form.
So he'd come to you with his designs, seeking your expertise and opinion on the intricately drawn pieces. They were always perfect, measured to even the smallest detail and with designs that could easily par with your own, but nevertheless he was at your quarters before he'd even prepare materials for the forge, eyes darting expectedly as he'd await your reaction.
It was innocent at first, until it wasn't. Longing gazes across the room, heavy tension whenever the two of you were near each other, your ever growing favour to the talented Maia, you couldn't deny that something was brewing between the two of you, and it was dangerous.
I have no other moots so anyone who wanna share some wips come join in!! 🫶🏼🫶🏼
I'm working on Mairon (in Valinor, pre corruption) smut request rn hehe 👉🏼👈🏼 after that I got a decent OG 85 Zandik one too (but unrelated to the previous one I posted, there will be one for that too), hopefully it'll be done soon c:
I need to yap on here to keep myself motivated to do tasks yes (even though I enjoy doing them 🙈🙈) 👉🏼👈🏼
Contents: 85 year old Zandik, reader is in his late 20s, + Pantalone (implied polyamory), pure fluff, I need to smooch that man baddd, reader spoiling Zandik, reader bullying Zandik (lovingly of course), I don't think I've mentioned reader's gender anywhere so it could technically be read as gn reader? written with male reader in mind tho
It was late spring. The air was just turning warm and the sun was set just at the right angle illuminating the many tall dry strands of grass that danced in the soft wind.
Zandik grumbled as he hesistantly followed your figure, dragging him deeper into the golden field. Well, you've stolen his cane so there was really not much other he could do. But your hand was steady and strong in keeping him up and guiding him along.
"Do we really have to do this? I have so much work that needs to be don-" he tried to get your attention as he nevertheless followed you along, the sweet and warm earthy scent of arriving summer releasing beneath the two of you and picking up in the air as grass brushed along both of your legs.
"Yes! You've been cooped up in that lab for weeks now, I don't recall seeing you in sunlight for months. We really DO need to do this." you chuckled, promptly shutting his complaints and he let out a sigh of defeat followed by another grumble.
"Besides, it is your birthday tomorrow, if you don't end up relaxing now you'll be grumpy all day," you smiled at him, stopping once you arrived to a patch of laid-in grass covered in a checkered blanket, big rich plates covered in various fruit, ripe and sweet smelling, a small cooler laid on the edge of the blanket persumably filled with more desserts and drinks.
"When did you get up to do all this?", Zandik questioned, but he was pleasantly surprised, gentle blush brushing the tips of his ears at your thoughtfulness, you did all that for him.
"No worries, nothing is too hard when it's for my love," you smiled at him fondly and kissed his cheek, hand still holding onto his.
"Come," you smiled as you gestured towards the blanket, already preparing to sit you both down.
"How do you think I'm going to sit on here?" He squinted at you, clearly alluding to his old age.
"Don't worry, I thought of that too of course!" you said as you picked up a thick fluffy pillow that stood on the side and nestled it on the blanket. You helped him lower himself down by holding his hands.
He huffed when he finally fully sat down, repositioning himself to a most comfortable position he could muster, "I'm getting too old for this Y/n.." he sighed, not out of a lack of appreciation, quite the contrary, but rather of his age.
You chuckled as you sat down opposite of him but close enough that your knees were touching, "Don't be silly, you're still in your prime!"
"Lower your voice you'll summon him," he let out in a loud whisper but clearly joking, letting out a soft chuckle as a smile spread across his lips.
You laugh and grin at him, you loved his wit with your whole heart, "Now that would be scary if he could hear this far."
"It truly would," he grinned.
"Now," you said as you grabbed a bowl of berries that stood by the cooler and brought it closer, placing it beside the two of you, "try these! I was having such a hard time keeping myself away from them all morning, so sweet," you let out as you brought a bright red berry to his lips, letting him take it.
"Natlan?" he questioned, letting the sweet flavour engulf his taste buds. It was heavenly.
"Fontaine!" you quipped, "had it delivered, they arrived early this morning. I'm surprised 8 didn't sniff them out, that kid has a sweet tooth and half. I did leave and extra portion for him hidden in the kitchen for later," you smiled, "if 18 doesn't find it sooner-"
He smiled at you fondly, he loved how you effortlessly took care of each one of his segments in the most thoughtful way possible even though your romantic (and sexual) loyalty stayed purely for him, and despite your age it felt like they were your children too with the way you treated them.
You smiled back, but your smile dropped when you saw him continuously shifting uncomfortably on his pillow letting out small huffs and puffs whenever he did, "What's wrong?"
"You should have brought a chair, this is making my legs and back hurt," he mumbled as he shifted again, hand on the blanket for support.
You thought a bit before a big grin spread across your lips, "I have an idea," you smirked and before he could protest, knowing full well how your ideas usually went, you had him plopped between your legs, butt comfortably on the pillow, and his back rested snugly against your chest.
You sneaked your arms around him and gave his cheek a big smooch, making his cheeks take on a bright red shade akin to the berry he ate moments ago. No matter how many times you and Pantalone showed him affection it still left him all flustered and blushy, every single time.
"Better?" you smiled at him, snuggling your cheek against his shoulder as you looked up at his red face.
"Y-Yes," he relaxed against you, accepting his fate and you gladly hugged him tighter to yourself.
"Aughhh my baby is turning 85!!" You let out happily, letting cuteness agression take over you as you squeezed him into a tight hug, face stuffed in the crook of his neck, kissing his neck all over with quick smooches before moving to his cheeks and as much of his face as you could reach.
He scoffed, grabbing a hold of his monocle before it fell off and trying to survive your lethal squeeze, just something he had to deal with you from time to time, "Hardly a baby, I could be your grandpa."
"Well, that would be scandalous" you joked with a serious face before bursting into a hearthy chuckle and he smacked the side of your thigh for such an inapropriate joke, but you just laughed even more and kissed him again, not letting go of him.
"Age has got nothing on you, you're equally as beautiful," smooch, "gorgeous," smooch, "and sexy as you always were," smooch smooch you smiled up at him as you continued to kiss him all over.
He chuckled a bit, not quite feeling that way but he couldn't help but to feel reassured and warm on the inside from your words, knowing you meant every bit of them.
And maybe Zandik couldn't love himself but perhaps he could get lost in the way that the two of you did. Yes, he would like that very much.
"Feofan is coming tomorrow of course, he's bringing cake. Your favourite," you smiled, "He wanted to come sooner but work came up," you snuggled your face back into his neck and his hand came up to pet your hair lovingly as he listened to you.
"I've already done all the preparations, we're gonna have so much fun aaaand you have both of us to yourself allll daaay long!" You smirked and wiggled your eyebrows at him as you looked up, his face catching a red shade once again. Oh boy. You two are going to be the death of him.
"Maybe we can do this again in a couple of days, maybe with chairs involved.." he mumbled as you lead him toward the living room, not allowing him to step foot in his lab till tomorrow, and even maybe the day after, is over.
"Of course we can! We can go again later in the day too, the view of the sunset there is divine," you smiled at him.
"Perhaps another day, I need to rest my back a bit," Zandik grumbled as he placed a hand on his back, rubbing it a bit.
Your eyes lit up as an idea plopped into your mind, "Oh I can help you with that-", you smirked and wrapped your hands around his waist, dragging him to the bedroom.
"No, NO!!"
A/N: Lets pretend I posted this when I said I would and not 2 days later 🙈🙈, anyways who would have thought a hot grandpa and really nice weather(couple of days ago, not satan's armpits that is these last couple of days) would pull me out of a writer's block huh, the power of a dilf 😮💨😮💨 XDD, also I hope he's not too ooc? I hc older Zandik to be a bit more insecure of himself and his attractiveness so that's what I went with 👉🏼👈🏼, anyways I hope you all forgive me for being gone for so long and we can still be friends 👉🏼👈🏼
Contents: Thanos a menace, tattooing, drugs, reader being traumatized by Thanos' antics, cringe flirting, it's set before Thanos lost on the rap show, reader is Korean-speaking but no ethnicity/nationality mentioned, English is in bold
A/N: For the wonderful @stinkysam !! ❤❤Go check out their work!! Anyways big thanks to them as a lot of these are their ideas and hcs we discussed, and big thanks to them for writing so many amazing Thanos fics!! If you haven't checked out their work I suggest you go do so right away cus they're sooooo gooooooooddd!!! Anyways, sorry for late update, shit went a bit crazy irl 😅😅 I hope it was worth the wait and I hope y'all are doing great tho!! Also big thanks to all fanartists who drew him with his tattoos!! 😅😅❤❤
Request: "Like we talked, reader is Thanos’ tattoo artist, either for his hand or his back or both. Just yapping and cringe flirting. Thanos trying to get your Bluetooth speaker to play his music ? Maybe reader thinking he’s just a huge marvel nerd at first before getting to know him lmao just cute overall."
Afternoon sun lazily shone through the glass doors of your shop in honeyd rays as your hands tirelessly worked on a drawing in front of you, black and messy from charcoal they swiftly and with precision worked against the paper, chisseling at a sketch for tomorrow customer's new tattoo. Light tunes played in the background drowning out the sound of soft buzzing from a nearby fan placed on a shelf against the wall, blowing away little summer heat that snuck in from the outside every time the door opened. Softly humming the song as your foot tapped along against the frame of your desk you focused on the work ahead. It was a peaceful lazy day in your small shop, no customer has come in yet and you were slowly considering closing for the day once you're done with your drawing even if your shift was not quite over yet, deciding whether you should eat out or cook something quick at home while watching your favourite show.
Approaching commotion in front of your shop brought you back from your thoughts as you looked up towards the big glass doors. A small crowd was gathering in front of your shop, seeming to follow a person they were surrounding, and you weren't quite sure what was going on.
The man that was being surrounded by cute girls and even a couple of guys tried to calm the crowd as they all jumped up and down around him squealing giggling and asking for an autograph or a picture, but he didn't seem to mind all the attention he was getting, smugness and self confidence seemed to be his thing.
" Calm down calm down, everyone will get a picture," he chuckles, signing a few autographs before taking a few photos, making sure everyone gets their turn, flirting along with the girls as he did. Two of them even give him plushies, giggling to themselves when he poses with the stuffed animals for a picture.
He stays for a little while with them, catching a few phone numbers, before telling them he loves them all but has to go and shooing them all on their way, they all pout but quickly smile again checking out their photos and autographs as they all slowly leave in different directions.
Sighing he fidgets around with his necklace, popping something into his mouth afterwards, turning around and finally entering the shop a bit too much like he owns it. Purple hair, colourful nails, yellow oversized t-shirt and baggy shorts, along with those big sneakers, the man shoots you a smile the second he spots you at your desk, making his way towards you.
"Good eveni-" you started, getting up from your seat to greet the tall man.
" My boy, come over here-" he pulls you in into a bro shake before you could even finish greeting him, smudging yourself with charcoal that you were still holding onto across the cheek as he does so bit too suddenly, like you were old friends.
He chuckles at you once he lets go, "you have a little something there, pretty boy" he smirks not hesitating to smudge the black dust off with his thumb, holding a purposefully intense eye contact with you, small smirk curling the corner of his lips. You feel a bit weirded out, was he really trying to pull a romantic comedy move on you??
You stand there bit dumbfounded trying to say something before he starts talking again, "I know you're smitten right now by legend Thanos, we can do a date later, but I'd like a tattoo right now my guy," doing a weird move with his hands as if he did a rap verse, placing the two plushies he previously held onto on your desk without much question.
Trying to process that level of audacity and what you just witnessed you blink a couple of times, scratching the fresh memory right off your brain, "U-Uhm yes sure, of course, what would you like to get-"
"Thanos, here in hangul, make it look cool." He points at his back and strikes a cool pose afterwards, placing his arms on his chest.
"Ohh so you're a big marvel fan, that's cool," you smile, hearing his request but completely missing he introduced himself as Thanos moments ago too, mind already starting to think of the best placement for it.
"That's my stage name baby, I'll kill the world with my rap," he raps the last part going bit crazy with his 'rap hands', smirking smugly as he looks at you, totally thinking he rizzed you up with that.
You chuckle, "will you snap me if I give you a bad tattoo?" you grin at him, going to your desk to get your stencil pen and other supplies so you can get started on figuring out the tattoo.
"You're cute I might give you a pass.. But don't ruin my tattoo," he says the last part seriously, "I need to look good on stage as I win the first place."
"Oh so you're a rapper you say?"
" Oh yea! I'm legend Thanos, I know you've heard of me," he wiggles his eyebrow at you, convinced you're faking you've never heard of him, "You watch the show?"
"U-Uhm not really-"
He tries rapping a couple of his verses not even giving you time to answer properly, doing the full on show like he does on the stage, after each looking at you expectingly like you will remember it but after you keep on saying you have no idea who he is he sighs, "I swear you're joking with me, but don't worry you'll get an autograph nevertheless," he winks at you, "even if you're faking it."
"Mhm," you chuckle a bit and roll your eyes, that man was truly something, "Shall we get started?"
" Oh yeah! " he exclaims, rubbing his hands together. His eyes glance across your shop, spotting the speaker nestled on a shelf, "Wait!"
"Yes?"
"Can you pass the speaker, I'll play you some of my songs! I'm sure you've heard of them," he already goes towards it to fetch it, looking towards you so you give him permission.
"Uhm yeah sure," you say as his hands are already on it and he's connecting it to his phone bluetooth, humming a beat as he nods his head along.
Soon a hard beat starts playing from the speaker and Thanos grabs his phone, using it as a microphone as he starts rapping for you along with the song, moving around you as if he's on stage and you're one of the backup dancers playing the main love interest the song was written for.
You chuckle at him, lowkey enjoying the beat and how hard his rapping went even if the lyrics were a bit sappy. Your grin just making him smirk in victory and giving him wind in the back to continue. The guy was weird as hell but you couldn't lie the antics made you laugh. He was also kinda cute.
After he was done with his little show he posed and wiggled his eyebrow at you with a grin, "Hm? What do you think?"
You chuckled as you gave him a little one man applause, "I can't lie, I'm bit impressed."
He grins happily, ego going through the roof, not that he needed the boost, "I knew it."
"Now can we continue with the tattoo, unless you wanna pull an all nighter," you wiggle the pen in your hand, itching to start sketching.
"Oh I don't mind pulling an all nighter with you," he smirks, winking at you.
You sigh, "I set myself up for that one-"
He chuckles, " Alright lets go, but my music stays on, what you were listening to was lowkey trash-"
You sigh again and roll your eyes at him jokingly, "Yeah yeah sure-" you murmur as he fixes the speaker on your desk and sets up a playlist, before returning to you.
"Could you just take off your shirt so we can get started on the placement first-"
" Ohh easy there boy, didn't know you were fun like that," Thanos smirks at you, teasing tone in his voice, but nevertheless gets on taking off that shirt rather fast, tossing it on a nearby chair without a question.
"So I can start sketching...." you repeat yourself, pronouncing every word pointedly so he gets it, sighing a bit exhaustedly afterwards.
Thanos chuckles, punching your shoulder gently as in it's a joke but it lands harder than you expected, making you let out a yelp nearly dropping your stencil pen, "My goodness.." you let out under your breath.
He stares at you smirking, purposefully standing bit too close as he tries not so subtly to flex for you, holding an intense gaze with your own eyes, just now realizing his weren't black just extremely dilated, that explains it, " Like whacha see boy? "
You sigh at his yet another attempt at flirting, "Can you turn around please?" 'This is gonna be a long one.'
He chuckles, turning around swiftly on his heel and stopping once his back is facing you, flexing again unprompted.
You roll your eyes, he's really relentless.
Popping your sharpie open you start to work on the placement, or rather try to, as Thanos keeps moving his body to the rhythm of the track that was playing on the speaker, seeming as if he forgot what he's doing.
"Uhm can you please stay still?"
"Oh yeah, sorry," he lets out, but not even a minute passes by and he's nodding his head again. You huff to yourself but try your best to finish the sketch, hoping the tattooing stage goes a bit, well, smoother.
Once done, you let him check it out in the mirror, seeing his grin grow as he flexes his back in it, hugging you tightly afterwards and smushing your face into his bare chest as he lifts you off the ground, " I love it!! "
Does he do this to all his tattoo artists?
"Awesome, we can get to tattooing then," you fixed yourself up once he put you back onto the ground.
" Lets goooo," he grins, plopping himself onto the tattooing chair bit too harshly. Again, this is gonna be a looong one.
Clean up, desinfecting, shaving, proper stencil. Each bit harder than the last with his constant wiggling despite your pleas but with a final pour of the black ink into a small cup you were finally ready to start tattooing.
Thanos was humming a tune and just let out a small "mhm" once you asked if he was ready.
Night was already setting across the city as the buzz of your trustworthy machine mixed with the loud music coming from the speaker that echoed through the small shop. You were fighting for your life as the man underneath you, seemingly unphased by the pain you were providing him with, moved to the music.
"Thanos, darling, please stop moving," you pleaded once again.
"Oh darling?" He smirked, "Will do, sorry."
He calmed for a bit, having understood he should remain still if he wants a tattoo and not a chicken scratch and you proceeded to draw a fine framing line to one of the letters before he moved abruptly, almost giving you a heart attack, pointing to a spot on his lower back, "Can you scratch me there real quick, I'm itchy."
Shaking off the 10 years he just took of your life you stared at him for a few moments blinking a couple of times before you realized you might as well, if you ever wanted to finish this tattoo that is. "Uhm yeah, uh here?" you asked, pointing to a spot he vaguely wiggled at with his finger.
"Ohh yeah that's perfect," he let out various hums as you scratched at it, taking a bit before letting out a " Thanks man," before settling back into the reclined chair, foot moving to the beat of a track that just started playing.
Changing your gloves you picked up your machine again and sent your plea to God before continuing your mission.
Surprisingly the man underneath you seemed unusually calm, you thought he finally understood he had to stay still before hangul turned to hieroglyphs, but not even a minute passed before light snores started to escape his parted lips, he was fast asleep. You stared in awe before catapulting yourself back to work, using up every calm moment from him to the fullest, thanking God he granted your poor tortured soul some mercy.
And soon enough one letter, two, three, line here, two there and one staring from his ear down his whole left hand and two around his right, one thicker and the other thinner. And just like that the tattoo was over.
You were finishing two small lines wrapping around the fingers of his right hand when he was slowly coming to. Light noises escaping him as his eyes fluttered open and he smiled up at you still tugged back by his dreamy state, "Did I die, am I in heaven? I gotta be when there's an angel in front of me holding me by my hand-"
You rolled your eyes before he screamed, startling you as you just in time managed to pull the machine away from his skin as he smacked his other hand across it as hard as he could, before blinking a couple times and then sighing with relief, "I thought it was a spider-," he chuckled as he waved it off as if it was nothing, referring to a detailed tattoo that was gracing the back of his right hand, "This is the third time this week," he murmured as he stretched, sitting up in the chair and looking over at you recovering from another 10 years taken off your life, "We done, pretty boy?"
You fixed yourself up before letting out, "Y-Yeah, all done," you cleaned up his fingers before letting him stand up and look at himself in the mirror.
" WHOAAAA!! This is so cool man!! " he exclaimed excitedly as he flexed in the mirror and looked over his tattoos from every angle possible before running over to you and picking you up again, squeezing the everloving shit out of you, spinning you around, "Thank you so much man!!" he smooched both of your cheeks all over before letting you back down. Definitively the weirdest customer you've ever had.
" The ladies gonna love this! " he grinned as he sat back down on the chair for proper cleanup, oinment and wrapping up. He put his clothes back on rather slowly afterwards, not wanting to take the view away from you and cashed you out as you gathered a cream and cleaning solution for his tattoo for him to take home. You honestly felt like you ran a marathon and you sure were glad you managed to finish it up even if it was way over midnight.
You notice the two plushies he left on your desk, picking them up and waving them to him, "Hey don't forget these."
He smirked and grabbed the bunny out of your hand, snatching a marker from your table too before scribbling something on it and passing it back to you, snagging the bear that you were still holding. "That one will be yours and this one is mine," he winks at you, "so you don't forget me."
"Oh trust me, I will remember you-" you chuckle.
"Oh I know," he smirks, "this pretty face will be hard to get out of your head," he muses wiggling his eyebrows at you.
"Bet," you smirk rolling your eyes, man is he insufferable.
"So pretty boy, cya!" He snags his phone and the bag of meds you gifted him, "text me," he winks at you as he walks backwards towards the door and out the shop, stopping to pop another pill from his necklace into his mouth, snapping a photo with the bear before waving you goodbye and disappearing into the night.
"Text you?" you watched as he left puzzled, "-he didn't even leave a phone number," you mumbled to yourself as you went over to leave the bunny at your desk so you can begin cleaning up.
You looked down at the little pink bunny in your hands, seeing his signature scribbled across it's stomach along with his phone number, "Ah," you blushed a little, placing the little guy on top of a stack of sketch papers on your desk, "stay here little man," you shook the growing heat off your cheeks before tossing yourself on the cleanup, thoughts still lingering on the purple haired man, shop now seeming awfully quiet without him even if your speaker returned to playing your light tunes and the buzz of the fan was audible again.
Later that night, as you were eating your very late dinner, bunny nestled on the table in front of you, your phone started going off with many notifications one after the other. You picked it up in confusion, checking it. You seemed to be tagged in something and all the notifications seemed to be related to it, from likes, comments to follows, so you clicked it to see what it was about.
Your instagram opened to a picture of familiar purple-haired face, bear plush covering lower half of it, winking and posing underneath your shop sign. You were tagged both on the photo and in the caption underneath, "loving my new tattoo!! xoxo" with you tagged and a couple of bunny emojis next to it, the next two photos were of him shirtless showing off your work across his skin and flexing hard, wrapping already long gone and forgotten. You sighed, you're getting a feeling he will be coming back with an infection for an advice or a scratched up tattoo in need of fixing.
As you were pondering about the horrors that tattoo will witness at his hands your phone pinged with a notification once again, this time a message.
Me again. Just read this fic and I was wondering if we could see the turns tabled and Thranduil the one being flustered and the reader being the smirking bastard? Again, it’s alright if not. Have a good day x 2!
Here you go the fic ! 💕💕 Thank you so much for requesting and I'm sorry it took me a while to write it! I hope you like it! Thank you and have a great day as well! 😊😊💕💕
Warnings: cocky reader, flirting, idiot reader, sassy Thranduil (when is he not sassy tho), wound treating
Request: by @unspeakableoftheoscarwildesorr ! 💕 "Me again. Just read this fic and I was wondering if we could see the turns tabled and Thranduil the one being flustered and the reader being the smirking bastard? Again, it’s alright if not. Have a good day x 2!"
A/N: Bit short but I hope you like it!! 💕💕 I dunno if I did your request justice and made Thranduil blushy enough but then again I feel like he's not an overly blushy type hehe But if you don't like it lmk and I can write another one! Have a lovely day! 💕💕
Also Thanos fic coming soon! 👀👀
Along with your fellow elven soldiers of Imladris you were sent by lord Elrond to deal with growing orc problem south to the kingdom of Mirkwood.
Warmly welcomed by their king you all enjoyed your stay, hunted, fought, dined and partied with the hosting wood elves. Each morning bright and early you all went to the south borders chasing, fighting and catching as many orcs as you could and bringing them back to the halls of Mirkwood for interrogation in hopes of getting a glimpse into Sauron's plans. But so far it wasn't much of a success.
This morning, on one of such hunts you had a bright idea to fight a small horde of orcs by yourself, overestimating your skills and catching quite a gash on your side. Your fellow elves were quick to notice the little stunt you pulled and got you out before you could do even more damage to yourself, helping you finish off the remaining orcs.
By returning back to the kingdom you were ushered to the medics but you being you assured everyone you could handle the dripping wound yourself and made your way to a small restroom, getting onto the task, much to their dismay.
"I hear you are refusing care from my medics-" Thranduil's voice mused through the small room as he entered, closing the door behind himself, long lavish robes dragging themselves after him across the dark floor, "Elrond will say I'm not taking good care of my guests-" he eyed you up and down, your naked torso catching him off guard.
"Oh don't worry about lord Elrond, he's used to this," you smirked, hand and needle working a thread through the tender flesh of your side.
"So I hear," Thranduil mocked subtly, eyes staying focused on your bare skin under guise of watching your handiwork. Slight blush creeping its way up his pale cheeks and the tips of his ears, but he thought he played it well, relentlessly keeping a straight unphased face.
You flashed him a grin, not minding the comment one bit as you didn't take it as an insult rather an ode to your adventurous spirit, pausing a moment before musing through a smirk, locking his gaze into your own tauntingly "King Thranduil, I didn't know you were so.. impressionable."
His eyes widened a bit at the unexpected comment, blurting out immediately with an eye roll, "Oh don't flatter yourself idiot. The only thing impressionable about you is your stupidity."
You chuckled at him, swearing you saw his blush worsen as he tried oh so hard to remain graceful and unaffected. You've never seen him this flustered around anyone else, anyone else but you.
But his eyes stayed trained on your hands and how messily they stitched the wound about, blood making a mess out of your side and your hands. Until he had just about enough of that catastrophy and took a dramatic sigh and smacked your hand away from the wound. He grabbed a gauze and doused it in alcohol before dabbing your wound gently with it, cleaning the reddened flesh surprisingly softly.
You sucked in a sharp breath as the liquid stung fiercly but it didn't stop you from smirking at him as the pain slowly subsided, "If you wanted to touch me all you had to do is ask"
"Oh shut it." Thranduil barked tossing the soaked gauze at you softly with a huff and straightening himself before going towards the door, "This is what I get for wanting to help-" he let out dramatically, fake offended making you chuckle.
Before he could leave you smugly let out, "I have something else you might like to touch-" making Thranduil turn his head towards you and roll his eyes with a done glare, going to protest something.
You smirk at him but reach out to the pocket of your coat that sat on a chair beside the table you were sitting on and pull out a valuable diamond encrusted in a tarnished but nevertheless beautiful and intricate silver pendant-like jewlery, seeming of elvish descent and pass it to him, "One of the orcs dropped it, thought you'd be interested."
"..Elvish.." he muttered, examining the precious object under the little light that was coming from the window, mesmerized by the scattering light filtering through.
"Yes, I'll see we catch a couple of the bastards alive and see where they got it from," you gazed at him, happy you brought back something of value to the king.
He smirks at you, "keep that up, if you do I might see you get something you might not be able to resist," he winks at you before elegantly making his way out of the door, leaving you alone and flabbergasted.
I have 2 Legolas and one Pippin fic written and just in need of editing but will have to wait till I fix my phone to post them cause they're stuck on there 😥😥 Until then I'll write my newer requests that I didn't start on that phone 😅 I'm currently working on a Thranduil one 👀👀
Warnings: angst, two idiots, bullying, Riddler being a little shit, brief mention of Riddler telling Ed to kill himself, did I mention both Ed and reader are idiots?
A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long guys!!! I hope it was worth your wait!! I love you so muchhh!! ❤❤
You brought takeout that break but yourself was nowhere to be found, little note on the box sitting on Ed's desk letting him know you were sorry but you got pulled to work on another case and couldn't make it.
And you didn't make it, or any other break after that, supposedly busy and always rushing somewhere.
You didn't make it to any hangouts either, always too tired, too deep into work, too busy,..
In fact, it has been weeks since you two properly interacted, and you liked it that way, it kept the tears from bubbling up and heart from hurting at least while you're at work. You knew it wasn't his fault that he didn't feel the same way but you couldn't help it, you'd figured you'd start hanging out with him once the feelings subsided, yeah.. if they ever did.
And Edward was left confused and he was missing his friend, he was missing you... hmm "friend".. that word didn't seem to quite fit, the more Ed thought about it.
It didn't seem to fit because he's pretty sure no one feels like this about their friends, no one's heart skips a beat when they lock eyes with their friend, no one feels butterflies in their stomach when their friend smiles at them, no one stays up thinking about their friend unable to sleep because they are on their mind so relentlessly, thinking what it would feel like to hold them close, to hold their hands, kiss them, to-...
Yeah that's not what friends feel like.
He tried really hard to cast those feelings away, he tried really hard. He even tried to get closer to other people to get you out of his mind. But it didn't work. Kristen couldn't quite possibly rid you from his mind, not even the slightest. I mean not that there was anything between them, but he hoped hanging out with her and getting close to her would calm his mind, though all it seemed to do was chase you away, he wondered why.. it's not like you would ever feel the same as him..
Would you?..
Today was just like all the other, you always busy and Nygma trying to catch you for at least a chat. So he decided to do something about it. Clearing his schedule for the day by getting all the work done as soon as possible, he made it his mission to follow you around to see what you were truly up to, and to hopefully maybe catch you for more than just a minute or two.
Half the day passed playing cat and mouse with you. First you had to deliver some papers - quite urgently and they couldn't wait no way, then you had to do a patrol - which Ed was sure you didn't have that week because he overheard your superior put you on headquarters duty to help with the piling paperwork but you assured him he changed his mind for today and you really had to leave, then right before your break you reaaally had to go get Jim and Harvey coffees and pastry from a bakery across the city so you couldn't spend the extra couple of minutes before your breaks chatting with him like usual, then when the break rolled in you made another excuse, that you'll have to spend it with the detectives working on some case. He was getting sick of it. Not even secretly following you around on your alleged urgent tasks helped as you managed to slip out of his field of view in a split second and then you were gone. He had to get you this time.
"Hey Ed, where is your little boyfriend?" one of the cops shouted after him with a mouth full of whatever pastry he was messily devouring, leaning against his desk, as Ed made his way out of the headquarters, catching a couple of eyes glancing both of their ways.
"No don't tell me you two broke up awww!" the other one that was sitting beside him added, letting out a mocking sad noise, earning himself a roaring wave of laughter from the other two that stood beside them.
Ed scoffed, shooting them a glare before fixing his glasses and walking out the big door, trying to shake off the anger that was bubbling inside of him dangerously.
"Too bad I was really looking foward to the wedding!!" he heard one of them shout after him followed by another roar of laughter as he made his way down the street towards the building row that held you two's favourite restaurants, knowing he'd find you there getting your lunch for the break.
"Idiots," he muttered to himself.
Seeing you grab your lunch from your favourite mexican place he followed you into a nearby alley, just besides the headquarters. What the hell were you up to?? He moved a bit closer, making sure you didn't see him, and watched as you climbed the fire escapes all the way to the top of the building. Were you meeting someone secretly? You got his mind and jealousy working overtime.
Carefully he followed you suit, quietly going up the clanky metal stairs making sure he didn't make any sounds and signal you about his whereabouts and that he is following you. Once up on the roof of the headquarters he stared in confusion. There you were, sitting by yourself as you ate your meal, your back turned to him and no one else in sight. Weird. He decided to give it a couple of minutes, still thinking you might be meeting with someone but they didn't yet come.
Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen, twenty,... no one was there and you slowly started to pick up your stuff as your break was coming to an end and you had to return to your post.
Huh. Was this really all you did every time you made an excuse for a break? You really were avoiding him. Why?..
"Oh poor little Ed, not even he wants you, anymore" Riddler mused in his ear making Ed glare in his direction, not having any of his nonesense today, or at least not wanting to believe it.
He came out of his hiding shaking the Riddler out of his mind and cleared his throat catching your attention.
"U-Uhm Ed- what are you doing here?" You stood up with a startle, fear and guilt washing over you as your brain tried to come up with an excuse but failed.
"Why are you avoiding me?" he asked calmly after a couple of moments of silence, his troubled expression made your heart hurt even more than it already did.
"Because he haaates you," Riddler mused. Ed tried to ignore him, mentally sighing at his failed attempt at brushing him off.
"I-uhm I-I'm not-," you tried, but you knew Ed was intelligent you couldn't lie to him, nor did he deserve it, "I-I'm sorry..."
"Is it something that I've done? I thought we were good but I-I can change. I can do better-" Ed started but was swiftly cut off by you.
"Here we go, another failed friendship. You will die alone. Might as well do it now," Riddler smirked, chuckling as he peered over the edge of the building.
"No! No no.. it's not you, you're perfect, it's just..." you fumbled around words in your mind, trying to find a way to explain yourself without having to reveal what you truly felt, but every attempt at doing so turned into a dead end.
Riddler sighed, bored expression on his face as he stared at Ed.
Ed waited patiently, bracing his heart for a heartbreak. Mind involuntarily giving in to the Riddler's ideas but his eyes remained focused on you.
You looked over at him, "shit."
"Ughh... here it goes, please don't hate me-" you started. You tried to muster up courage. Standing in front of a loaded gun felt less scary than this and you didn't know why as you couldn't help but fiddle with your fingers, avoiding his concerned gaze, "I... I like you."
Ed stopped for a bit processing what you said before blurting out again and stepping a few feet closer to you, "I like you too what's the problem then.."
"No, I like like you..," you looked up at him, "I know you're with Kristen I really don't want to cause any problems, just, I just need a few days to get myself together.."
"Oh.. I'm not," Ed blurted.
"What?" you asked, trying to push back tears that threatened to form at your waterlines, panic still simmering in your body.
"I'm not with Kristen, I never was," he continued.
You blinked a few times before looking up at him, "But you two, I saw you laughing and being close and I thought-"
"No, we are just friends, I did all that because I like you too... And I thought, that being close with someone might change that and get you out of my head," he looked away, but looked back to meet your eyes, still nervous of your reaction even though you just confessed to him not even a minute ago.
"Huh..," you were taken aback honestly, and he could see gears turning in your head as you processed what just happened.
"Uhm.. did it work?," you blurted out after a few moments.
"Nope.," Ed shot out, he held back a smile even finding some comedy in the whole situation.
"Huh..," you let out, "we're really both idiots."
"Yeah," he chuckled, fixing his glasses and looking up at you, warm smile spreading on his lips and remaining there, "you really like me?" he let out after a few minutes.
"Y-yeah," you couldn't help but look away avoiding his gaze, warmth creeping up your cheeks as the reality dawned upon you slowly.
Grin plastered itself on his lips as he tried really hard to push it back, fixing his glasses to try and calm his happiness, a whole horde of butterflies settling themselves in his stomach.
"So..," you glanced up at him after a few moments, "boyfriends?," you smiled a bit.
"Boyfriends," he grinned back and you squeezed him into a tight hug, burying your face into his shoulder, feeling like an immense weight melted off of your whole being and warmth washed over you.
"Wow I can't believe those assholes were right,.." Ed muttered under his breath as he hugged back.
"Huh?," you looked up at him in confusion, not sure what he is referring to.
"Uh nevermind, story for another time," he grinned.
Hey guys, I'm sorry for my inactivity. I've had 3 more finished fics to edit and upload after posting the last two but I somehow lowkey forgot about them and then shit hit the fan with busy summer and then here we are, I'm working on them these days so hopefully I'll have something to post soon. Anyways I love you guys and I hope you're having an amazing day/night! ❤❤
Warnings: armpit kink, armpit kissing and licking, inappropriate use of the force, reader can be read both as a top or a bottom same as Anakin, some fluff, reader and Anaking being a lil bit of chaotic gremlins at the beginning
Request: by the lovely @/Squibs__ on wattpad!💕💕
A/N: Heyy guys sorry it took so long to post again this one took a bit longer to edit 😅😅 Alsooo no offense but I won't be doing this kink again as I don't have it and therefore can't really do it justice, but the requester asked very nicely so I decided to give it a shot! I hope you guys enjoy and see ya soon hopefully! 💕💕
You and Anakin had just finished a very difficult and intense training, but then again when was it not so when the two of you were in question.
Master Obi-Wan had had you work on your lightsaber fighting and the two of you normally made it into a competition, just like always, but this time, Obi-Wan was smart enough not to give you two actual lightsabers, rather two long sticks to fight with. Last time being a big lession as the two of you nearly decapitated each other a couple of times with your competitive fighting, seeing who can do the most flips and turns and who had the best lightsaber twirling techniques. It was a whole mess.
As you two raced across the hallways, you sprinting just a couple of feet in front of Anakin your flowing robes just beyond his reach, laughing histerically as you yet again beat him in the race, he was trying to catch up with you and catch you chasing after you with full speed, laughing as well.
"Not again-" he chuckled, desparately trying to speed up after you.
When the door to his room came in sight you made sure you sped up more, leaving him in your dust as you made a sharp turn inside. Anakin at his speed nearly couldn't stop himself but grabbing at the doorframe he managed just in time swinging himself and bolting inside as well.
"Ha ha! Gotcha again!!" you grinned widely as you celebrated your little victory with a little funny dance, rubbing it into his face.
He grinned at you as he tried to catch his breath, accepting his defeat. He was quite a good swordsman and unbeatable at flying a ship no matter the size but when it came to making a quick escape and outrunning him you beat him every time. Every single time.
Once he finally caught his breath Anakin stood up, smirking under his grin as he pulled you by your forearms softly and pinned you against the wall, "c'mmere-" he whispered under his breath, his lips making a quick way to find yours in a soft and loving kiss as his body ever so softly pressed against yours.
You smiled at him, kissing back straight away, your arms wrapping around his neck into a warm embrace. Moments like these were your favourite, where the two of you could just enjoy each other's presence, not needing to hide from prying eyes and stares.
Anakin smiled when he pulled away, his blue eyes staring at yours with such fondness to them it made your heart flutter. You pressed your foreheads together as you stayed like that in comfortable silence for a little while, arms intertwined around each other and not letting go.
"Shower?" he asked softly after a bit, smiling up at you.
"Ugh yes!" you chuckled, just now noticing the stickiness of your skin and the way your robes uncomfortably stuck to your body at some parts from the sweat.
He chuckled at your enthusiasm and took your hand in his, pulling you to the bathroom.
Once there the two of you quickly undressed and slipped into the shower, relaxing once the hot steamy water started trickling down at your bare bodies from the mounted shower head above.
He pulled you close, smiling softly at you as he held you in his arms, hands running the shower gel all across your body, as yours did to him.
You shampooed his head, foamy fingers running through the soft golden light-brown locks sitting atop his head, and later on he returned the favour, kissing you softly on the lips as he did. The two of you enjoying this little moment before running the water once again.
Once the two of you decided to leave the comfort of a good shower you dried yourselves, put on some underwear, and made your way to the bed, plopping onto it with you on top of your boyfriend as he laid down on his back.
A content sigh of relief left his mouth as his fingers ran through your hair slowly, eyes wandering over your form gracefully sprawled across his body.
You rested your head atop his chest, finger tracing across the soft warm skin of it as your mind wandered far away, bit further a certain side than you hoped it would, your thoughts so loud Anakin seeming to have caught on them, dick twitching and slowly hardening in his underwear at the imagery your thoughts were providing for him.
You cheeks heated up as you noticed, your dick slowly growing hard as well at the whole situation and the thoughts you still had wandering your mind and refusing to leave you alone. The two of you exchanged looks, agreeing on the matter rather quickly as his lips found yours into a heated sloppy kiss and your hand swiftly slipped into his underwear, wrapping around him and slowly starting to work his length.
Anakin moaned against your mouth as the two of you kissed, tongues intertwined, hand at your backside slowly rubbing up and down and into a squeeze, sneaking past your boxers quickly enough to grasp at the supple skin bare.
You grunted softly into the kiss as you started to pump your hand up and down faster, though still keeping it slow enough to tease him good as your thumb circled and pressed around his tip.
Moving your lips from his mouth to his cheek, then his jaw, neck, leaving a couple of kisses, you trailed it down over his collarbone, his chest and to his arm, placing kisses and licks as you went. You made your way to his underarms, lifting his hands up and feeling his toned muscular arms before pinning his hands above his head, using your force to keep him from slipping out of your grasp as your kisses made their way to his armpit.
You seem to have struck a spot as as soon as you left a kiss upon it Anakin moaned harder and bucked his hips into your hand. You smirked a little, never knowing this little secret of his before but loving it as it gave you even more advantage to tease and please your lover.
You left another kiss and another moan escaped his lips, then another and another. And soon enough Anakin was a moaning mess underneath you as you dragged your tongue across the soft skin of it, your hand pumping him at a faster pace, grip tightening on his dick a little bit, his hand now working you too, desparate to return the favour.
You tried to stifle your moans as you left another lick across his armpit before pulling the soft skin in your mouth slightly into a suck. That sent him over the moon and in a matter of seconds he was cumming all over your hand and his stomach, soft but loud moans coming out of his mouth intermittently as his chest heaved and back arched in pleasure. Seeing your lover in such delight and his hand working you, although sloppily as he still rode his high, it was enough to send you over the edge as well.
Both of you panted against each other as you tried to calm your breaths, you plopping back onto his chest and his arms wrapping around you into a warm embrace.
Anakin blushed a little on the way you got him cumming so good but he regretted nothing and he kissed your head softly. You wanted to tease him on his newfound kink but the previous activity and the training before that came crashing down at you and all you could do is snuggle into your lover comfortably. You smiled up at him, wrapping your arms around his torso, and closing your eyes contently.
IM SO HAPPY YOU'RE BACK!! I've read your fics for the longest time on wattpad (then moved to tumblr obvs lol).
Im just glad I get to read some new stuff from you :)) <3
Sweet sweet anon thank you for your kind words and for making my day! And for sticking with me and my fics! 😭😭💕💕 I hope I continue to make stuff to your liking and we hang out for much longer! I wish you an amazing day! 💕💕
male or gender neutral (gender not specified) readers only x male or gn (some) characters only
I write fluff, smut, angst,..
plot/prompt/concept/ideas are very welcome and encouraged as they will help me write your fic faster and better! 💕
poly relationships are very welcome
romantic or spicy fics prefered, I can write reader not having any "x character" and just being in a situation but I perfer it being a romantic/spicy x character (if that makes any sense) at least a lil bit hehe
no minor readers or minor characters, they can be only written as siblings or friends
no rape(dub-ish con is somewhat ok but the reader/character will always want to do the act tho), no cheating, no incest, no to certain kinks (feet, piss,… but do always ask if you're not sure about the kink you'd like me to write), no pregnancy or periods, no reader and character having or adopting children (nothing against it I just suck at writing that kind of family dynamics sorry), no bestiality bs, no pedo bs, no writing or mentioning of animal deaths or suffering, no suicide/readers or characters being suicidal, no deaths or sad endings (we're here for a good time and sweet good night dreams yes), (there's probs more but I can't remember atm)
I wil not write mental illneses/disorders as I think it's not my place to write for some stuff that I don't have, same goes for physical illnes too (besides like common cold and stuff like that if you know what I mean XD)
I will not write OC x character
I do not write for celebrities or real life people, reader x character/s only!
I tend to prefer writing reader's looks not specified/non specific because I want all of my readers to feel included when reading my writing! 💕
(( Also do let me know if anything in my writing makes you feel excluded and I'll try my best to fix it up! ))
(( Also, I will sometimes write some specific stuff if they are species specific like - elves will always have long hair (unless hair forcibly/unwillingly chopped off in per say combat or stuff like that), dwarves of any gender having beards,… ))
no crossovers or AUs (aka in universe fics only)
FANDOM LIST:
LOTR + HOBBIT (+ Sauron/Mairon/Annatar (tolkienverse/fandom version, no TROP version), and Adar only from TROP)
One Piece (Shanks, Mihawk, Crocodile, Corazon, Doffy 💕)
Gotham
Thanos & Namgyu from Squid Game
((Do ask if you don't see the fandom you like here, I might be willing to write for your fave characters! 💕))
