#my drabbles

[chuchuchuchuchukasa]

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[iiconicxpersona]

"Oh my god, it's beautiful!" She exclaimed breathlessly after her gaze met the diamonds that shined bright under the florescent lighting like little stars connected by a white gold band. It was the most beautiful, most expensive, bracelet she had ever seen. "You like it?" He murmured softly in her ear as his strong arms secured around her waist. The smile on his lips could be felt as he kissed the shell of her ear as he admired the excitement in her eyes from the piece of jewelry. She was tempted to say yes, and she almost did... if it hadn't of been for the numbers on the price tag. Thirty-four thousand dollars. Her heart broke at the sight. For a moment, she felt ridiculous for getting so excited over something so expensive. Most days she felt lucky to have twenty dollars to her name, so why get her hopes high over something way out of her budget? Because before she didn't have him. "I-- I mean, it's beautiful but it's so expen--" "Sweetheart, I'm not asking how much it costs. I'm asking if you like it?" His voice drops an octave level, sending a power surge up her spine and straight to her heart. "...I do." She whispered hesitantly. He, however, did not hesitate to take her hand and lead her straight into the jewelry store. "Then it's yours." He smiled and winked before bringing her hand to his lips, a gentle kiss to each knuckle.

[chuchuchuchuchukasa]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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[orienteddreamerrr]

Made this small drabble of Toge…WITHOUT reading other fanfics of him…I’m going in blind for this one!

Currently enjoying the anime but I’m watching it in the dubbed version (cuz I’m too lazy to read lol) so this is the outcome!

Hopefully you’ll like! Made in first person, short yet fluffy drabble!

Another depressing day at Jujustu Tech. Stuck here training instead of actually going out to deal with cursed spirits. But I see Toge…and my mood lifts every time I see him. Of course, he may look aloof at first but he’s actually sweet once you get to know him! And I’m reminded everyday when we hang out that he’s different from everyone. And that’s what I like about him!

I’m walking through the walkways of Jujustu Tech, just to see Toge was walking from afar with some of his friends. He instantly notices me and come my way. I wrap my arms around him for a hug, feeling him hug back as I hear him say, “Mustard Leaf?”, I smile at his words. “Yeah Toge…I’m fine…”, I watch his brows furrow at my answer. “Tuna Mayo…”, I sigh at this. “Why? You think I’m lying?”, I feel him grab my hand. “Salmon…”, I close my eyes. “Just…the usual issues…nothing for you to be worried about…”, I felt his hand squeeze into mines more. “Spice Cod Roe…”, I open my eyes back up to look at him. “T-Thanks…I already know that…”, I only watch as Toge uses his free hand to unzip his collar, slowly, revealing his marked mouth, using some of his cursed speech in a way I thought was never possible, as he says, “Kiss Me…”, Some kind of power overflows my senses, my body, and before I knew it, my lips were on his, feeling it deepen in an instant. But it only lasts for a moment before feeling the power dissipate in my body, feeling Toge pull away as he zips his collar back up. “Tuna Mayo…”, I smile at this, feeling my cheeks were growing hot. “Uh, y-yeah…thank you…”, “Salmon...”, I watch him nod, giving my hand a final squeeze before he walks away, and all I could do was watch, my heart fluttering. I will be expecting more of our conversations in the near future. I hope.

End.

(This drabble instantly formatted into my mind so again hopefully you like!)

[steel--crusader1785]

Bruce rubs Clark's belly, giving the most incredible massages, talks to their baby, telling him about the new upgrades to the suit, the new weapons in the batmobile, "don't worry, little partner, you will be vip of the cave." Clark laughs softly, his belly jiggles with the baby moving at mention of the cave, "I tell you right now, the batarangs are not to be used as teethers, Bruce" He looks at the batarang and smirks at Clark, a genuine look of mischief, "we both know that could always be a possibility. You had cravings for all kinds of strange minerals. He might have teeth of steel for all we know, I am being prepared"

[ffainbk]

Thinking about Shane’s “beautiful, useless cock” becomes even more useless as it gets swallowed up by his fat pad and covered by his belly.

It’s a recurring joke that Shane has this big, beautiful, “useless” dick that he almost never fucks his husband with. I see quips about this all over the fandom, even nothing to do with it feedism, but my brain is spinning on our version of that bit.

My brain is crossing that over with other wg tropes about a cock getting harder to access and use as it is encroached upon by pound after pound of soft fat.

Ilya would have a lot to say about it. Would be a major source of teasing inspiration as Shane starts to get extra big

[midnighthybrid2]

Could you do Tatiana with a male reader was a musician but ended up burning out due to their manager wanting to much from them and ended up work as her assistant

I got this request YEAARRSSS ago and just found the drafts in my docs, I did a lot of the build up to this but haven't continued in a bit. If people like this enough, I am very much willing to brush this off and do a part two.

This will be all take place before the game starts, so any extra parts I do for this will be during the game and post-game events! Hope you enjoy, sorry it took so long.

Tatiana x Male!Manager!Reader Headcanons

Fandom(s): No Straight Roads

Tags: Platonic (For Now), Friends/Co-Workers to Lovers (In The Future), Reader Insert has a Loose Backstory, Spending Time Together, Implied Manipulation (With Reader’s former manager, not between Reader and Tatiana), Pre-Canon Events, Pre-Game Events

Author’s Notes: None for now! Art from the NSR Wiki, and image from Pinterest.

You were an EDM musician during a time when EDM was just on the rise- you had a small following at first, and as time went on and you gained more popularity you ended up hiring a manager to help you with your workload.

Owing to your inexperience, you weren’t entirely sure what to look for in a good manager and hired one of the first guys who offered to help. This would end up biting you in the butt in the future.

As you grew in popularity, you caught the eye of a certain on-the-rise record label company, NSR. The company was somewhat newly founded, and was looking for artists to add to their primary roster.

The founder of said company, Tatiana Qwartz, took it upon herself to find and hire artists under NSR’s label so that her company could grow and she would be able to achieve her goal of Order in the city.

She came across one of your albums by happenstance, with one of her few employees at the time having been playing your music while on shift. Having somewhat enjoyed what she heard, she inquired her (rather nervous) employee on the Artist behind it and proceeded to perform a small background check on you.

You had come from humble beginnings, having grown up in a one-bedroom apartment with your single parent and a few siblings. You had stepped into the music sphere later in life than the usual musician did, partly owing to you having to help support your family for a long time, and had amassed a decently large following in a rather short amount of time. You had a squeaky clean record as well.

Soon after, Tatiana got into contact with your manager and set up a meeting to discuss you signing under NSR’s label. Your manager was ecstatic, but you were less enthused by the idea. 

You’d started doing this for the fun of it all, after all. You wanted to relax a little after having spent so long trying to take care of your family.

Adding onto this, you had begun to notice a few red flags with your manager. He wanted you to branch out to other forms of EDM that you were much less familiar with, and would not only push you to put out music at a much quicker rate than you were comfortable and accustomed to but would also schedule last-minute performances without notifying you beforehand. You weren’t a pushover, not by far, but your inexperience with this sort of thing led you to believe that this was all at least somewhat normal.

None of this drama was brought up in your first meeting with Tatiana, however- her and your manager primarily talked business, with you listening carefully and nodding every once in a while. Near the end, however, you finally spoke up.

“I’m not a picky man,” you said. “But I’d like to know who I’m workin’ for before I sign into anything. Care to get a coffee and chat, Ms. Qwartz?”

Your manager was incredibly peeved that you interrupted like that- especially for something so trivial like coffee! He’d rant to you later- and so was Tatiana. She, however, was a reasonable woman and agreed to ‘get to know you’ over some coffee before you agreed to sign onto NSR’s label.

A few days later, you two met up- her somewhat in disguise as a regular pedestrian and you in your casual clothes (I imagine some kind of button up and jeans, but feel free to imagine it however you’d like!).

You two talked for a while, with you even managing to get a small chuckle out of the stone-cold woman using a few of your funnier quips and silly mannerisms.

Despite this initially supposed to have been a single-time occurrence, you two ended up agreeing to get coffee (or tea if you’d prefer) several more times.

It took the pair of you a decent amount of time to get used to one another- you being put off by the cold and blunt exterior of the stoney woman, and her having put up many walls after the breakup of the Goolings- but, eventually, the pair of you formed a kind of friendly companionship.

Though your meet-ups with the stone woman were certainly brighter moments of your days during that time, the events surrounding that time were less than ideal.

Your latest album had been anything but something you were proud of- in fact, your manager had rushed you to make it so much that one of the tracks was only half-finished. And the worst part of it all? That was one of the most popular tracks on the album.

To say you were pissed was putting it lightly. You and your manager argued vehemently after this, and it escalated to the point that you declared you would never make another song for him, ever, and fired him. Burnt out and alone, you fell into a sort of depressive state for a long period of time.

It was during one of your coffee ‘meetings’ with Tatiana that followed that she could tell something was wrong. You were much more antsy than usual, and your usual smile was quite strained. Despite her more cold exterior, she couldn’t help but worry for her friend and inquired as to what was wrong.

You finally confessed to her all that had been happening behind the scenes, and how you just didn’t have it in you to produce another album, especially not after what had happened. You apologize to her for wasting her time with all of these meetings, and say that you don’t think you can sign under her label before quickly parting, embarrassed but trying very hard to not show it.

Tatiana is, of course, surprised and a bit upset by this. She initially claimed her irritation was due to her time being wasted on what ended up being a dud, but she found she did not regret the conversations nor the time you two had spent together. It was a bit odd for her, to feel even a bit close to someone like that, especially after the Goolings broke up.

The pair of you didn’t speak for a few weeks, both out of busy schedules and due to awkward avoidance on your end, until one day, somewhat out of the blue, Tatiana gives you a call. 

She tells you that she’s looking for employees in her company, NSR. You remind her of your burnout, and how you had promised yourself you wouldn’t make music again. Tatiana, however, quickly dismisses that and tells you that the job has nothing to do with that. She needs a secretary to work the front desk, and with your people skills she thought that perhaps you’d be a fine man for the job.

Shocked, but grateful, you tell her you’d think about it. She makes it clear to you that, even if the pair of you are friends, she will not be showing any favoritism. You pause for a moment, then let out a light laugh, surprising the both of you. Still chuckling, you say that you didn’t expect anything else, and that you agree that that’s the most professional way to go about that. Tatiana seems pleased by this, and you end the conversation on a good note. 

You end up taking the job and, after a while, things between you and Tatiana return more or less to normal. Thanks to your good people skills and work ethic, you manage to get a few promotions and make your way further up in the company as years go by. 

After years of hard work, you make it up to one of the very top positions- Tatiana’s personal assistant.

If you'd like me to continue this, let me know! I haven't brushed up on this game in a while, but I would love to do so a bit more again.