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nightqueen1221 · 11 months

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Can you do hurt and comfort for Soul Eater, Black Star, and Death The Kid? (You pick the scenerio but make it that the reader is who gets hurt please) .

Thank you, Anonymous

This is from March😭😭😭😭😭 I'm getting there y'all.

Soul

-He's absolutely going to push himself to his limit and/or past it.

-But don't you even DARE try and work to your fullest. He doesn't want you overwhelmed or overworked.

-You really didn't like this since he was so on your ass about it. He cared for you as a friend by giving some advice but never being pushy about it.

-This was before you were dating.

-Now that you are, he REALLY doesn't want you to get hurt. Maka tells him he's just over reacting and needs to let you do you. She cares for you as well.

-He wanted to talk to you about it, but it ended in an argument with you storming out with your weapon/meister.

-He wanted to run after you but dicided not to since it was kinda his fault you were angry.

-He sat with Maka waiting for you to come back while he talked things out with his meister.

-He didn't start to truly get concerned until he saw just how late it was and you still weren't back.

-Black Star burst through the door exclaim you were in the hospital.

-Soul immediately got up in a panic talking a million questions a second about your condition.

-You were conscious when he saw you lying on the hospital bed. The doctors said you had been fading in and out of sleep for awhile now.

-He wanted to yell at you for not listening to him or degrade himself for not stopping you. He knew that was the last thing you needed right now, so he just sat by your side, rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb.

-When you were in a better state, he apologized for yelling at you. You than apologized for not listening to him.

-After this you both started working on a system so you wouldn't overwork yourself and so he wouldn't worry about you over overworking.

Black Star

-He's the opposite of Soul. He really doesn't pay attention to what you're doing in battle.

-Even after fighting, he still might not realize you're hurt.

-Tsubaki will notice if you're hurt or in danger. Good thing Black Star listens to her, you would have probably ended up in a hospital a few more times than necessary.

-Today however, Black Star was not be careful or considerate. It's no surprise certain things can go to his head and make him lose his sense of awareness.

-You were hit pretty bad and not in the best condition, your partner was too. You both were telling Black Star to get out of battle and retreat.

-He didn't hear you or your partner's pleas. Tsubaki was doing her best to get him out of combat. She could just turn out of her weapon form but that would most likely hurt the both of them.

-You were starting to lose consciousness due to blood loss. Your partner pulled you out of the battle to try and get you medical attention, leaving Black Star and Tsubaki by themselves.

-It wasn't till the battle was over he noticed you two left. He last saw you being carried into an ambulance while a wave of guilt rushed over him.

-Once he found your hospital room both Tsubaki and your partner gave him a VERY stern talking to before letting him in the room.

-He stayed with you till your conscious can back. Once that happened he was all over you in apologizes and hugs.

Death the Kid

-I'm not even joking it was most likely his obsession with symmetry that got you hurt.😑

-Out of all of these characters, Kid is probably one of the best in combat. He cares for his teammates, his partners, and his surroundings.

-That is until symmetry gets in the way.

-His OCD brain locks onto anything that's perfect or imperfect. Everyone knows it's not his fault for this, and you can usually knock him on the back of the head to snap him out of it.

-It was in the middle of combat, you all underestimated how difficult the mission was.

-Kid was hyper focused during this, till he noticed our of order the building was. The support beams were leaning, the wall wad cracked on one side. The building was in ruins, you both knew this.

-But Kid chose to go on this mission because you wanted someone else there with you.

-He was now, of course, stamping his foot into the ground complaining. Liz and Patty were trying to gain his attention, so they didn't even see the hit your opponent was about to give.

-You came and pushed him out of the way, saving him, Liz, and Patty. But you were hurt, severely.

-Him getting pushed pulled his focus away from from the building and back to the battle. He trusted your partner take care of you while he handled the situation.

-When the fight was finished, he carried you out in search of medical help.

-He apologized for being foolish and letting his obsession get in the way.

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thelaughtercafe · 3 months

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Soul Eater Ler Headcanons

Tea Type: Brown Sugar Boba

Potential Triggers: N/A

Pairing: Soul/F! Reader, Death the Kid/F! Reader, Black Star/F! Reader, Maka/F! Reader. Tsubaki/F! Reader, Liz/F! Reader, Patty/F! Reader, Stein/F! Reader

Length: 1.5k+

Summary: N/A

Soul Eater Evans:

Soul is very casual most of the time and I feel like tickling someone to pieces wouldn’t be any different.

Like Maka, takes it in complete stride which his Lee likely wouldn’t expect if they’d hidden it from him out of fear for any length of time.

He finds this hysterical and incredibly endearing at the same time, leading to him laughing at you good-naturedly.

“Damn, you went that long without something you wanted out of some misguided sense of feeling weird? You could’ve just told me, ya know. I tickle Blackstar and Maka all the time, Hell you’ve seen me do it. You had to know I wouldn’t mind.”

When you fumbled to explain it was different he sighed and rubbed his head.

“Man, you’re hopeless. Least now I know why you ran away all those times. Must’ve been really embarrassing for you, huh?”

He grinned, wiggling his fingers at you eagerly as he cornered you.

“Welp, guess all we can do is make up for lost time huh? C'mere so I can help you experience what you’ve wanted so bad first hand!”

He’s not a chaser, prefers for you and him to be more stationary.

Admittedly gets a kick at seeing you try to hold your arms up or not struggle too much, even though a cool guy like him could totally overpower you.

Reassures you in his own way too, bringing it up casually after wrecking you after you both had a stressful test that day.

“Y'know, the others won’t mind tickling you either. Even on the fraction of a chance they’re not willing to- they wouldn’t make fun of you for it. Even if they did, they’d have me to deal with!”

He flashed a shark-toothed grin your way.

“You like being tickled. So what? C'mon, say it. I know you can!”

Messes with you for a few days and sessions until you finally spit the words out.

He doesn’t tickle you directly till you get it out- only giving a quick poke or huff of air along your neck or ears to make you jump, around the others that prick-until you crack.

He’s kind’ve mean about it, honestly, but he does it to help you not hide who you are from the others. It’s all out of love in the end.

Rubs it in your face so hard when he ends up right. Doesn’t let you live it down ever.

Expect group tickle sessions for a while too just to be extra sure you got the message it’s not a big deal.

Maka Albarn:

Maka is really intuned with everyone around her and that translates to when she Ler’s too.

She senses the little things- the way someone leans into her touch when they like a spot.

She’s kind too- not the type to call you out and tease you for it like Soul or Stein, and if she does it’s playful and she’ll immediately admit she liked it just as much as you.

She loves to make others happy, and this is no exception. She views it as perfectly natural and normal and just about Maka-Chop’s you anytime you put yourself down.

You learn to accept your little quirk with her and the rest of your friends help.

Black Star:

God Blackstar is a rough one.

Good luck, the second he finds out you’re ticklish I hope you like it because he’s gonna use it to mess with you constantly.

Getting out of things, making you forgive him for small mistakes, you name it he’ll implement tickling somehow if it fits.

And when Tsubaki finally spells it out for him that you like it?

Even training isn’t safe then and he is merciless in that environment when he’s focused so trust- you both do and don’t wanna be caught by him.

He’s loud when he teases so you have to be direct and tell him not in public, and remind him if it bothers you fairly often otherwise the whole damn school is gonna know.

Speaking of teasing, KING of teases.

I’m blushing just thinking about it.

“Wow, is this really all you can handle? I know it’s a tall order because you’re up against a big star like me, but I’ll have to help you build up your stamina and endurance.”

“You’re lucky there’s no Kishin who tickle their victims; otherwise you’d be a goner for sure! Luckily you have the great Blackstar to help you as a failsafe precaution! Aren’t you lucky?”

300% uses his Ninja skills to fuck with you.

Sorry I don’t make the rules.

You called his bluff when he was just starting out and assumed he was loud and obnoxious with no other mode and boy did that backfire on you horribly.

After finding out you like being tickled, guess who now has a way to show you just how well he can sneak up on people whenever and wherever he wants?

Uses tickles as a reward/motivation too, to keep you training with him just that little bit longer than you usually would.

Tsubaki:

Gosh she’s so flustering as a Ler without even trying.

It’s because she’s so sincere and gentle.

It makes her amusement and sweet teases all the more effective.

“Aww you’re so precious like this! I’ve gotta do this more often!”

She’s one of the easiest Lers to go to, especially if you want relaxing tickles.

She’s so gentle technique wise, really only using spidering and stroking but it still tickles like Hell.

The only one who can reign Blackstar in with either tickling him or just talking sense.

Death the Kid:

Kid is generally very put together and that translates to when he lers.

Of course, he has to tickle symmetrically which means his poor Lee will have to put up with either both his hands or two tools at once.

The only good thing is that means you know the sensations are predictable.

Unless he has Liz and Patty help. Then? Then they’re really in trouble, because they’ll do the same, but as long as they keep the same technique? Kid’s fine letting them have variety from him. Predictability neutralized.

Unintentionally so flustering, holy shit.

Kid is naturally very logical and serious, and has a dry, sarcastic sense of humor. That man’s smirk is lethal.

Absolutely uses this to his advantage. After all, he has to make both of your cheeks the same pretty shade of red, and what better way to do that then make it cover your whole face~?

“Oh come now, surely it can’t tickle that badly? You’re flattering me.”

Can’t stop at an uneven time- works together with his Lee to get to 88 minutes for perfect symmetry.

He’ll stop before that if needed of course, but it’s typically best when the numbers match.

Patty:

Brings out of her Lee’s childish natures with her own.

Tends to giggle happily along with her Lee and is one of the Lers most often to start tickle fights and the like.

Adores how much fun it is to make her friends, family and s/o’s laugh omg.

It’s why she does it so often.

Most think she’s not smart but really, she’s quite aware. She just chooses to embrace her more childish side openly.

Loves to tease her Lee’s and pouts when she has to stop or gets pulled away by Liz.

“Aww but why? They’re so cute like this!!”

“Yes Patty but you kind of need them alive to tickle them more yeah? Let ‘em breathe, k?”

She salutes her sister all cute-like.

“K!!”

Switches spots often and has to get reminded by Kid to be more symmetrical if they’re Ler'ing someone together because she forgets a lot and it always makes her Lee jump in their grip.

Liz:

Queen of self-care/self-comfort tickles, for both her Lee and herself.

Compliments galore she’s so damn nice.

“Your laugh is so pretty, I swear. I’m so jealous!”

“Oh my God your nails are so cute!! You have to paint them for me later! Maybe if you agree to I’ll stop~”

Her teases are like that, mixed with her genuine compliments.

The most merciful between her sister and Kid.

Kid tends to get lost in the symmetry while tickling his Lee so if she’s helping or knows he’s gonna be Ler'ing someone she always reminds him to set an alarm so the poor Lee isn’t stuck there for 3 hours.

Definitely hasn’t happened more than once, nope.

Not that the Lee was complaining-

Absolutely loves using her nails as a tickle tool. It’s her go-to method and she is good.

Stein:

Unsurprisingly, the scientist who loves to experiment, also does so when tickling. It’s just his nature.

In addition to that he’s perceptive as Hell so good luck hiding your reactions.

In all likelihood, he knows instinctively if a Lee enjoys it thanks to seeing their Soul and being able to sense their nature better than most.

Let’s face it; Stein’s a complete sadist- and not only that- he’s very open about that fact.

Which means if it gets to you that he’s like that he’ll absolutely call you out and mess with you with it, switching between his typically playful and analytical self and his more cruel side.

Knows every tool out there, and relishes testing more unconventional ones too like back scratchers, combs and the like.

That goes for enhancement methods too. Everything from oil, sensory deprivation, and bondage. Whatever he can think of, really.

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megistusdiary · 1 month

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ughhhh i wanna be sandwiched between acheron and black swan

-🐈‍⬛

ugh, i want them so bad. thank you so much for sending an ask i have literally been DYING for this

writing is a bit long (as a treat) my typing got away from me last night 🤫

black swan + acheron x fem reader

dom!black swan and transfem!acheron x sub!fem reader

warnings: smut (mdni), threesome (3 ladies), wlw content, cunnilingus, fellatio, penetration, bondage, size kink, overstim

might be ooc, apologies if so 😓

it was hot, but not unbearably so. the sort of heat to make you sweat, to want to pull at the neckline of your shirt even when you know it wasn't proper.

the way these two women had you pressed between them, their hands trailing all across your body. it left you panting, resting your head on swan's shoulder. she smiled, leaning down to pull your chin up so you'd look her in the eyes.

she liked that doe-eyed look you'd give her. so sweet, she thought to herself. she'd have you crying by the end of the evening, she was sure of it.

gentle fingers quite contrary to her thoughts lead your lips up to hers, head tilting to slide her tongue past your lips. it catches you off guard, but the almost possessive way she holds your jaw has you moaning into the kiss.

when you pull away breathlessly, she has the gall to grin. "am i mistaken, or was that the sound of submission, hm?" she asks, swiping a thumb over your cheek sweetly.

acheron grunts in response, and you realize she wasn't talking to you, but her 'lover' of sorts.

swan preferred to take the lead in the beginning. light, teasing touches across your skin, sinking lower before skimming right back up. she liked watching you get needy, when you started whining and begging for her.

she liked to be the one to have you both pleading for her to 'just get on with it already.'

"aww, you look a little warm, sweetheart." she coos at you, brushing a hand over your forehead. "why don't we get these clothes off you? cool you down a little." she purrs, leaning back to practically yank your shirt right off you.

she wastes not even a moment, stripping you down entirely, leaving you no time to process feelings of embarrassment as she's right back to shoving you against acheron to kiss you.

you can feel acheron's hands getting bolder when swan is distracted, now teasingly skimming up your sides. shaky little breaths escape your lips as her fingers inch closer to your breasts, teasing your nipples between her fingers.

swan feels your chest arch up against her, and she smiles against your lips, pulling away and cupping your cheeks. her thumbs sweep across your cheekbones, feeling the warmth of blood rushing beneath your skin.

"how precious." swan coos, kissing the tip of your nose once before pulling you away, this time situating you onto her lap instead. she reaches around you, tugging acheron's hands to pull her closer, smirking at how acheron quickly grabs your jaw, kissing you with a fierceness you would've never seen coming.

she's decisive with it, you realize, tilting your jaw any which way she so chooses. she's rough, stealing the air right out of your lungs. her tongue slides against yours, only seeking to better steal your breath rather than intoxicate you like swan would.

swan enjoyed watching the both of you, but as her eyes slid lower, involuntarily, she could argue, she couldn't help but notice a rather sizeable bulge forming in acheron's shorts. "you look a little pent up, sweetie." swan interrupts your kiss, prompting acheron to pull away, still holding your face. swan gently sets you off to the side on the plush bedding, tugging acheron in for a kiss of her own.

this one, you notice, starts off romantically, but it ends rather brutal. a mix of teeth and tongue, surprised moans from swan as acheron takes the lead. swan's hands slip down acheron's toned torso, tracing the dips of her abs before teasing the band of her shorts.

the minute they're open, acheron grunts in relief, her swollen cock slapping against her abdomen. swan slides a finger over the most prominent vein, grinning to herself at the pre-cum pearling at the flushed tip. "so pretty. and so, so hard, hm?" swan's attention turns towards you, and you suddenly feel rather small beneath both their gazes. "come here, pretty girl." she urges with an outstretched hand.

she guides you to lower yourself down onto the floor as acheron spreads her thighs, watching with bated breath as swan gets you comfortable with pillows beneath your knees. she gently strokes your hair, whispering into your ear exactly how to turn acheron into mush.

acheron isn't very fond of that, though, and she gently grips your head, tugging you forward. "she's had enough of your input for one night, swan." acheron speaks in a melodic tone that leaves you swooning as she pulls you closer. the tip of her cock rests on your cheek as you look up at her so sweetly. she grips her base, hissing through her teeth as she teasingly taps it on your cheeks before sliding it onto your waiting tongue.

the weight of it on your tongue surprised you, and it stretched your lips a little further than expected. you couldn't stop the little gag that escaped you when she hit the back of your throat. but instead of pulling away, she pushes a little further, gently petting your head while keeping a good grip on you, sliding in deeper as you look up at her wide-eyed. your nose soon touches the soft violet patch of hair on her pelvis, little tears threatening to fall.

swan watches enraptured, afraid to ruin this moment of beauty between you as acheron keeps you trapped on her cock. "good girl, you're so tight. you feel so good around me." acheron groans, twitching against your tongue as you moan around her from the praise.

"someone likes praise, don't they?" swan chimes in, leaning down to gently pet your head while acheron fills your mouth. "such a good girl for us. how does her cock feel, sweetheart?" she asks, knowing damn well all you can do is let out muffled little whines. her laugh fills your ears as she gently pulls you off acheron's cock with an annoyed grunt from the other woman.

"don't be so greedy." swan chastises her, pulling you up to admire the already dazed expression on your face, spit at the edges of your lips as she cleans you up. "it's not very fair for our beautiful ranger to be the only one feeling good, is it?" she asks, delighting in the way you shake your head so cutely.

swan caresses your jaw lovingly, kissing your cheek and guiding you to lay down with your head hanging off the edge of the bed instead. acheron stands now, fisting her swollen cock almost irritatedly as swan adjusts you to her liking, leaning down to kiss your thigh. the way your head shoots up to watch her movements makes her lightly nip your skin. "head back down. good girls get rewards, don't make me punish you."

once you lean back down, her lips inch closer to the place you desire most, placing a chaste kiss on your clit at the same moment acheron taps her cock on your lips. "open up." acheron demands rather than asks, sliding herself into your throat. this time she feels even deeper, sliding in with less resistance as you let out garbled noises of surprise.

acheron's fingers slide over the bulge in your throat, causing a low moan to bubble in your throat. swan chooses that moment to suckle your clit, turning your voice more desperate, vibrating around acheron as she shallowly fucks your mouth.

you feel slick fingers prodding at your entrance, slowly, teasingly sliding in while swan's tongue laves over your clit, feeling your thighs twitch as she pushes them further open. she moans into your pussy, just to hear you whimper while your throat is stuffed with cock. she likes how debauched they've made you without even fully undressing themselves. it's intoxicating, in a way.

once you've adjusted to the stretch, she pulls no punches, going right for your g-spot. her fingers crook in just the right way, your face scrunching up as you choke around acheron. the sudden tightening has the taller woman suddenly gripping the bedsheets, threatening to tear them. "she's so fucking tight-" acheron grits her teeth, restraining herself.

swan doesn't say anything more, for once, opting to keep finger fucking you until you cum on her tongue. she licks up every single drop of your essence, kissing your sensitive clit once more for good measure. acheron slowly slides out of your throat, still swollen, but throbbing at your confused whine once your mouth is empty.

acheron's hand comes to cup your cheek, gently soothing you. "don't cry. you'll get your fill." and she leaves the meaning up for interpretation, this time watching swan tug her clothing to the side, exposing between her own thighs. she sends acheron a devilish grin, leaning back on the bed and beckoning her closer.

swan leans up to whisper in acheron's ear, giggling every so often until acheron pulls away. she leans down, scooping you up and so easily maneuvering you exactly to her, or, well, swan's liking according to her vision. she sets you on all fours, face hovering before swan's pussy as your forehead presses into the sheets.

the woman before you softens her cheeky smile, pulling your head up and towards her. "make me feel good, sweetheart, okay?" the first time you hear her moan is when you lick a quick stripe over her slit. your hands are too busy holding your own body up to hold her thighs, but she has no trouble keeping them spread for you. "good girl, such a pretty little toy for us, aren't you?"

her hands pull you closer to her cunt, practically suffocating you while acheron takes the time to slide her tip across your own cunt. they both smirk at how your body twitches, desperately wanting to close your thighs. acheron takes a large hand, pushing you down into a pretty arch for her, propping your hips up.

"such a cute little thing." acheron mumbles, leaning over and eyeing the residual slick pooling from your hole as she holds your thighs open for her viewing pleasure.

"don't keep her waiting too long." swan calls out to the woman behind you. acheron takes that as her cue, once again teasing you with the tip of her cock before slowly sliding it into your drippy pussy.

and, oh, if you thought it was too big for your throat, it feels even bigger stretching you out like this. she purposefully goes slow for you, feeling your pussy flutter at the unfamiliar intrusion. she can hear your soft whines into swan's pussy as you eat her out messily.

acheron's grip on your hips feels like iron, fingers digging into your flesh as she eases herself in. her thumbs rub circles into your hips, comforting you until she's fully in. you clench around her so perfectly, causing her head to tip back on its own from the overwhelming tightness. "relax, you're going to cut off my circulation." she huffs, a teasing lilt behind her words.

she hears swan laugh, pulling you into her pussy as you wrap your lips around her clit, still struggling to focus on two overwhelming sensations at once. "isn't she so perfect?" swan asks, tone soft and breathy as acheron sighs heavily.

"perfect." she repeats, experimentally pulling your hips back and forth a little. swan pulls your head up, allowing you to catch your breath and simultaneously enjoying the view of her slick on your face.

"how does she feel? good to be stretched out by someone so big, isn't it?" swan asks you, listening to your quiet panting, head falling forward.

"too big." you whimper softly. "so full."

"you can take it." acheron speaks before swan can. "i'll make sure of it." and the way you clench around her makes acheron scoff, almost haughty as your face heats up.

acheron increases the intensity of her thrusts, slapping against your skin. a white creamy ring forms around acheron's base, one only she can see from where she is positioned fucking you. her hips slow down so she can admire it, just to fuck you with more fervor right after.

once again, swan presses you back against her as you do your best to make her cum. at some point, it's turned into her holding your head still while she rubs herself on your tongue and nose. her moans get higher pitched, less controlled as she uses you.

the woman fucking you purposefully aims for your g-spot again, finding your pitiful little whines endearing. swan pants when she finally cums, leaning back down and allowing you to press your cheek into the bed. your noises echo in the bedroom, just the way your lovers like it. you sound so cute like this, unable to do anything but take what they give you.

you feel yourself getting close once again, pleading with acheron to let you cum, though it seems she was more than eager to feel you orgasm around her. she fucks you right through your peak, grunting at your contractions around her.

she eases her cock out of you, and just when you think that means you're getting a break, acheron is pulling you up into her arms on the bed. your little confused whimper has her twitching against your lower back from where she keeps you trapped on her lap. her arms slide beneath your knees, spreading you open as you lean against her chest.

"too sensitive, acheron, can't!" you suddenly protest, but swan rushes forward and kisses you instead, moaning at the taste of herself on her lips.

when she pulls away, acheron is positioning her cock at your entrance once again. swan's thumb presses into your glossy lip and she looks at you with narrowed eyes. "you know what to say if it's really too much." she reminds you, and with that, acheron spears you down on her dick.

you let out a sharp cry hands reaching back to dig into any part of acheron you can find, desperately trying to ground yourself into reality while acheron fucks you above her lap.

swan tuts, summoning something to hold your hands up above you, instead attached to the ceiling while acheron is free to fuck you however she wants. the bulge in your lower stomach is now apparent to both women in the room, both letting out a soft groan at the sight. acheron lifts and drops your hips at her leisure, enjoying how helpless you are for her.

she grows more feral, grunts of your name pouring into your ears along with curses and sounds of her skin slapping yours. there's something so powerful in how she fucks you like your weight is nothing to her. how you're trapped and exposed on her lap, her cock stretching you out for her. the way swan watches you both, keeping your hands restrained above you.

it only get more intense when swan leans down, pressing a kiss to your twitchy clit, and another kiss to acheron's cream-covered cock. her hips stutter and she shivers, staring down at swan. "you're dirty." she tuts.

"you love it." swan laughs, licking a stripe up her cock, connecting to your clit as acheron disappears into your cunt. your moans grow louder with all the sensations, and when swan takes your clit into her mouth, you cum with a soft cry, tears finally falling as you squirm in acheron's arms.

she can barely pull out in time, her own release coating your stomach, some finding its way to your chest and face. acheron heaves, slowly lowering you onto the bed while the bindings unwind themselves, allowing you to lay completely limply on the soiled bedsheets.

swan and acheron both watch over you. swan sighs at the cum covering your skin, dragging her fingers through the fluid. she brings her fingers to her mouth, purposefully teasing acheron by sliding the fingers deeper to the knuckle. acheron turns pink, cock twitching with interest once again.

deliriously, you realize this will be a much longer night than you originally expected.

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yandere-romanticaa · 2 months

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Being the recipient of Black Swans's adoration would be an interesting experience. Truly, you will not see her coming even if in hindsight her advances towards you were obvious when you inevitably find yourself being cradled in her soft embrace.

She smells of gentle perfume and ethereal stars which are hard to pinpoint but the way it clings onto her skin makes you gulp violently.

It's hard to concentrate, particularly when she's staring at you as if you were the most enchanting person in the whole universe.

Black Swan makes sure to spend as much time with you as is humanly possible. Nothing makes her day more than seeing you ramble about whatever it is that has occupied your adorable little mind.

However, her favorite past time is when the sun sets and you step into the vast world of dreams - and that's when she strikes.

She peeks into your memories like it's no one's business, maybe even steals a few for her own amusement and pleasure. Perhaps, she might even insert some new and juicy ones, just to see how much you can take.

You are her new favorite little gem. She'll take good care of you.

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gojoidyll · 4 months

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unknown ! yandere x reader

someone from the penacony cast is a yandere for you. the problem is...you don't even know who they are or that they are the one who is trying to keep you in penacony in the first place.

Imagine that during your long awaited vacation to Penacony is going well but your vacation takes a quick turn for the worse when your small space cruiser gets high jacked by some low grade thugs who take it for a joyride and end up crashing it.

Low-n-behold, you are now stranded on Penacony with no money (you left all your credits on your cruiser for safe keeping and those thugs stole it before making their getaway after crashing) and no way of getting home.

And what's worse, your insurance refuses to pay you for your crashed ship. In other words, you're stuck. Which was how you found yourself working three jobs in Penacony and barely getting any sleep as you rushed to have the funds to afford your new found rent problems and the funds to fix your cruiser. You would buy a new one, but many repairmen have told you that it would be cheaper to fix the damn thing instead of buying a VERY overpriced new one.

And they were right. You checked the markets and those new cruisers were way too expensive for you. Even the used ones were something you couldn't afford.

So, with all hope seem to be lost, your shifts are work getting tougher, and your eyebags getting darker - you truly thought you would never be able to go back home and put this nightmare vacation behind you. That is until you meet the members of the Astral Express.

They were very good people. People who you became quick friends with. The MC was kind to you (but seemed to have a weird obsession with trashcans), March was always hyper but fun to be around, and Dan Heng (though the quiet one of the group) was nice and even offered to help you in some of your jobs.

And then came along Himeko and Welt who graciously offered you a spot on the team as a Trailblazer. You could take a ride with them and go home, or join them on their journey wherever it may lead.

Suffice to say, you enjoyed your time in befriending the Astral Express crew that you couldn't help but to join them. Your worries for money and fixing your old cruiser were long gone as a new chapter in your life started.

However, when a certain someone heard of your new found escape, they couldn't help but to seethe with a quiet rage.

They hired those thugs to wreck your vehicle so that you be stranded in Penacony. They discretely made it to where prices were to high for you to fix your cruiser or buy a new one. They made sure that you would stay forever.

And yet some no-name outsiders were getting in the way.

"No matter," they said, the shadows covering them, "this place used to be a prison after all. I'll keep you here one way or another."

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dustykneed · 1 month

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not a SINGLE day goes by where i don't think about that post with the photo of andrew's death grip on alex's waist. you know the one

(i have, regrettably, once again, lost the damn post. if anyone has any clue as to its whereabouts i would be much obliged if you could drop the link lol. but at the very least i had the presence of mind to download the photo so here yall go xDD:

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static-radio-ao3 · 3 months

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@jegulus-microfic // february 7 // prompt: star // words: 1,416 // cw: referenced sexual content // part 1 + part 3

“So let me get this straight,” Barty says, pacing in front of the couch where Regulus is sitting with his back straight and his hands tucked between his knees. “You sucked off your ex in the bathroom, picked a fight with him because he wanted to return the favor, ended up hooking up with him and staying the night, and now you’re telling me he texted you?”

Barty ticked off every point he made, a full five fingers now held up in front of Regulus' face. Five offenses. Regulus fights to maintain eye contact but his resolve crumbles under Barty's unyielding stare. Barty Crouch Junior, a force of nature. If only he'd use his powers for good.

“That would be correct,” Regulus says after a moment of silence.

“And his name in your phone is do not fucking respond.”

“That would also be correct.”

“And what did you do?”

“I responded.” Regulus at least has the decency to hang his head in shame. He remembers how long it took his friends to piece him back together in the aftermath of Hurricane James.

Barty sighs, bone-deep and long-suffering. He pinches the bridge of his nose before dropping his hand and turning to face Regulus again. “Follow-up question: were you dropped on your head as an infant?”

Regulus perks up at that, because “Well—”

“Don’t answer that,” Barty says, voice clipped. “God, Regulus. Gold star for being a fucking idiot.”

“In my defense,” Regulus starts. He doesn't continue though. Lets the silence stretch until there is no give anymore. Barty cocks an impatient eyebrow. “He looked really good,” Regulus finishes lamely. A red flush crawls up his neck and Regulus is sure it makes the mottled bites and bruises on his skin stand out even more.

Barty stops pacing to shoot Regulus an incredulous look. “That’s such a bad excuse? He always looks good? If you’re gonna be dropping to your knees as soon as he's within a two-mile radius, just— don’t.”

“But—”

And really, Regulus isn’t sure why he’s about to argue. He absolutely should be kept away from James at all times and he’d been so good at it for a while, but then. Well. Before he gets a chance to argue though, Barty cuts him off again.

“Don't make me call Pandora. She will bring the list.”

That does shut Regulus up. A huge file with an annotated bibliography and an itemized list of why Regulus should stay away from James. They had used it against him before and it worked every time. This time though, he didn’t want his weaknesses pointed out to him just yet.

“Fine. I won't talk to James anymore.”

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“And then you have the fucking audacity to text me?” Regulus asks, incredulity bleeding into his voice. James seems unbothered by it though, hip cocked against the kitchen counter and arms crossed over his chest.

“Would you rather I call you?” He asks.

Regulus whirls on him. “No! I'd rather you not reach out to me at all!”

“See, once again, I am finding that hard to believe.” James pushes himself off the counter and steps closer to Regulus. “Did celibacy make a liar out of you? Or did I fuck you so good you forgot all the things you said last night?” He keeps his voice low as he says it, but Regulus hears it loud and clear. He shifts under James’ sharp gaze. Eyes lazily tracking the way Regulus moves.

“I'm not fucking lying. Last night was a mistake,” Regulus lies. Because that’s what he does now. Apparently.

“Technically two,” James says. He bites his bottom lip thoughtfully, eyes stuck on one of the many bruises littering Regulus’ neck.

Regulus doesn’t need the reminder, he can feel the bites and bruises sting with every turn of his head. Hands pressed palm to palm and the two of them chest to chest. A leg between Regulus’ own and his voice so wrecked he didn’t realize it was his at first. James, softened by the low light in the room, all his sharp edges blurring into pleasure. The hum of a moan into the heated skin of his neck.

“Technically three,” Regulus murmurs, eyes getting hazy, but he catches himself a second later, straightening. “But that's not what we're talking about!”

“Isn’t it?” James cocks his head. A lazy smirk pulls at James’ lips. The sight makes something simmer hot in Regulus’ gut. “We seem awful good at making mistakes. Maybe they're not mistakes at all.”

“All of this was a mistake! From the beginning! We shouldn't have hooked up and we shouldn't have dated and none of this should've fucking happened. Not last night, not last year, none of it.” Regulus takes a heaving breath. Considers saying more, but then James cuts in with:

“Are you done?”

“What?”

“I asked if you were done.”

“I— Yeah. I guess.”

James takes a step closer again, boxing Regulus in against the table. He presses his palms down on the flat surface, one on each side of Regulus’ hips. He has to look up a bit to be able to look James in the eye when they’re this close. He always liked it.

“You know what, that would've hurt my feelings if I believed you. Although I guess I do think this was a mistake. In a way.”

The feeling of James’ breath hitting the side of his neck makes Regulus shiver. James dips down for the barest, briefest moment and drags his lips along the column of Regulus’ neck, tracing the path he laid out the night before. It takes Regulus a second to realize what James just said, too caught up in his closeness to register the words. He isn't prepared for the way that statement makes him feel, a sharp pang in his chest and a dull ache all the way down his fingertips. He curls them into fists, keeps them resolutely in his lap. But before he has a chance to react, James continues.

“See, I think we never should've broken up. Mistake number one.” James takes the smallest of steps backward just to be able to raise his pointer finger. Regulus misses the heat instantly. “And I think you shouldn't have left this morning. Mistake number two.” He raises a second finger. “And you know what they say about mistakes.”

He glances at Regulus thoughtfully, waiting for him to fill in the blanks.

“Don't fucking make them?” Regulus asks.

“All good mistakes come in threes,” James corrects, a third finger now being held up.

“No one says that.”

“Maybe they should.”

“No, James,” Regulus shakes his head and leans back, putting some distance between himself and James. Or trying to, at least. “This is a bad idea and we both know it.”

James just leans into him more. Regulus goes a little cross-eyed trying to maintain eye contact. His focus is drawn to James’ lips instead. He remembers them pink and bitten. Stretched wide, spit clicking the corners.

“Come on, baby,” James hedges. “No more mistakes. Just me and you. And I'll be so good for you, good to you, I swear.”

His voice is molten honey, hot and sweet, and it sticks to Regulus’ skin like a physical thing.

And Regulus only has so much resolve. He unclenches his fists, allowing himself to reach out and touch. But the smooth fabric of James’ sweater is a poor substitute for the thing he really craves. It buzzes in his veins, a steady hum that's getting increasingly harder to ignore. There is no alcohol in his system to blur the lines he'd once drawn, he steps over them with his eyes wide open.

“You're addicting, you know that?” Regulus murmurs, mouth a few scant inches from James’. “Just can't fucking quit you. You and your Jamesness.”

Before James can reply, Regulus curls a hand over James’ throat and tugs him into a kiss. The buzzing in his veins quiets immediately, satisfaction rushing through them instead. It’s heady, kissing James again, even though it’s only been a couple of hours since their last kiss. James really is addicting. And Regulus is a weak, weak man.

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is that a phone in your pocket or are you happy to see me [group • 4 members]

reg: hey guys....

evan: you're an embarrassment

barty: @panda send the fuckinf list

pandora: reasons why regulus should keep his dick in his pants and out of his ex [file type: PDF • 53 pages]

#messy exes jegulus: even messier #idk why they broke up but pls lmk if you have ideas #barty said regulus protection squad #james just said whore.#anyways!! for kara bc i probably would've let it be if she hadn't been so excited about the snippy <33 #i hope you enjoy <33 #i know it's a few days behind the 6th but!! i liked star #regulus black #james potter #starchaser #sunseeker #james x regulus #jegulus #jegulus microfic #mil's microfics #mil's writing #my writing

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siriuslylovejegulus33 · 1 year

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Regulus *hands James s flower*: This flower needs sunshine, so naturally it belongs to you.

James, voice cracking: Th- thank you l- love

Later talking to Marlene

James, head on her lap: aNd tHeN hE gAvE mE a flOWeR. Mar it was BEAUTIFUL- but not as stunning as him ofcourse and and and

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mcondance · 8 months

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peter who tells you to just breathe

peter’s big, in multiple senses of the word. you both know this. he’s tall, and he’s buff, and, you know, he’s hung. . so it’s a process when you want him and he wants you, even if it hasn’t been that long.

kissing on the couch ends up with you bent over said couch, cause why walk stumble to the bedroom between kisses and touches and grabs when peter’s mumbling between one kiss and tug of clothes and another “couch, darlin’, right here’s good, anywhere’s good” and you oblige, kissing him again before you turn around and arch your back pretty how he likes it, jolting a little when you feel his hands ghost up the backs of your thighs

and yeah, foreplay helps— one, two, three of his fingers sliding slow and smooth inside you while he reaches under you to tease your clit— but he’s still big, and you can only take so much foreplay before you’re pushing back on him and throwing all caution to the wind. “just put it in,” you’re begging, and quill knows it’s gonna take a while to actually do what you said but at this point, fuck it.

he wastes no time, wraps his hand around his cock and taps his fat tip against your wet cunt, and pushes in just a little. you tense up, and he’s rubbing up and down your back and kneading your sides, humming “you got it, darlin’, you always do.”

and you know you do, but fuck, he’s big.

but he encourages you, whispers “just breathe, baby, le’me in.”

with deep breathes and peter’s hand snaking under you to play gently with your clit, he sliiidess in just a little more, praising you— "look at you, my perfect girl, takin' me so good."

he keeps praising you with every slide of his cock deeper inside you, his sweet tongue never growing short of words to help you. "almost there, pretty, you almost got it" and "you got it, star, know how good you can take it."

and when you close the gap yourself, push back onto him until your ass meets his hips, he's groaning softly as he watches your cunt swallow him up.

"'m all the way in," he tells you. "looked so pretty lettin' me stretch you open."

it takes a minute for you to tell him "move, baby, please", but it's not long until he's pulling out to slide right back in and you're moving back on him, listening to his slurred praises mix with your pretty moans and whines.

#wooo #errmm #ending kinda bad cause #im hashtag saving my good size kink dialogue BLESS UP!#anyways first peter work yay #peter quill smut #peter quill x reader #mcu smut #gotg smut #peter quill x black reader #x black reader #pocwriters #peter quill x black! reader #peter calling you star i'm gonna fucking vomit (i literally fucking wrote it)#anyways gn i have a cold

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ainslairo · 1 year

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ affection… affection… and more affection!

The Aeon of Abundance, Yaoshi, found you in the Simulated Universe, and thinks you’re so cute! They just have to know who you are, what you are, where you’re from… so many questions! And they see you so regularly! Every week when you and the Trailblazer test the Universe for Herta, they get so overjoyed to see you in the Event of Occurrence. So, whilst the Trailblazer is fighting trotters, why not ask you out? (With a kiss on the side, of course!) Yaoshi hugs and kisses you everywhere and anywhere when they get the chance, and wants you all to themselves~

Kafka thinks you’re so interesting, so worthy of her attention, so perfect for her. She can’t get enough of you, honestly. She just wants to hold you by the waist and dance with you and give you everything you want ~

Sampo? Sampo. Sampo is just Sampo. I don’t know how you’re dating that man, you deserve better. Why do you like him, like- WHY. Anyway. Sampo can just come out of nowhere and give you a hug or kiss, but then when you turn around you won’t see him. This man, istg.

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littlemissclandestine · 1 month

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Please please please, I wanna know how adler and makarov will comfort us, like hcs, I mean, please? I want sweet thing because am very sad

Howdy Anon! 🤠

Thank you so much for the ask! Sorry to hear you're not feeling great and hope you feel better soon. Wasn't sure whether you wanted platonic or romantic or whatnot so I just thought of a mix (kinda) i guess. Sending hugs and hope you enjoy! <33

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---------------Russell Adler Comfort Hcs-----------------

So as you know, Adler isn't the type of guy to get all emotional (Feelings? What are feelings?) but there's no doubt he'd try to be there for you as best he can

He sometimes does stay silent. Mostly because he's just trying to figure out what to say and how to say it but it doesn't take too long for him to come up with something

He's a great listener for sure. You can rant to him about anything and he'll make you feel heard. Hell, he could probably even relate to it.

Phone calls to check up on you are a given -> "Right. I'm coming over. Promise me you won't do anything stupid in the meantime? Be there within the hour, okay?"

You might find yourself crying on the couch and he'd sit beside you. He'd probably place a hand on your thigh and give it a light squeeze as he asks you what's wrong

If you refuse to answer, he'll play some slow songs and pull you up and off the couch and into his arms to slow dance because he knows it'll earn a smile from you. He'll brush a stray piece of hair out the way and look into your eyes, telling you he loves you.

If you're really having a meltdown and you're in a right state, he'll pull you into his body, resting his chin on top of your head as he whispers words of encouragement to you, not caring that his favourite shirt is drenched. -> "That's it, just let it out. You're gonna be okay. I'm here, alright? Shhh. I'm not going anywhere."

If you're in public having a panic attack, he'd notice the signs. The way your watery eyes dart all over the place being hypervigilant of your surroundings, the way you cling to him a little more than usual, how you aren't responding to him, how your breathing is quick and you feel all clammy. It's his job to know.

He'd take you to the side and shield you as he talks you down. Maybe even take your hand and lead you to the public toilets, making sure it's clear to freshen up and have some space and privacy. -> "You ever heard of box breathing, kid?"

He'll take you back to his car for a long drive and offer you tissues and strike up a conversation, your favourite songs playing in the background while you steady your breathing

He'd hold your hands in his to ground you if need be and rub your arms and thighs as you sob violently, staying quiet, looking away and closing his eyes briefly as he hears you. He can't bare to see you like that.

Russell would also cup your face, wiping your tears away with his thumbs as he asks you to look at him and he calms you down with that low, husky voice of his. -> "You'll get through this, okay? Just like you always do. Only this time, you've got me. So let me take care of you."

He's one to always come up with solutions to your problems, no matter what it is

But he's also brutal. No sugarcoating.

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-------------Vladimir Makarov Comfort Hcs-------------

I feel like, whereas Adler has more of a way with words and is someone who also gives you comfort through touch, Makarov mostly uses a more materialistic approach but that's not to say he doesn't use touch.

He'd ask if you wanted to go out shopping (retail therapy) where he'd spoil you crazy, letting you buy whatever you want. A dress? Sure. A watch? Of course. A diamond necklace? You got it.

Mak would take you on a helicopter ride for sure during the day or even night, letting you take in the sights.

Makarov may offer to take you out for dinner to your favourite place, getting his goons to make the reservation (or threaten someone to give up their reservation and hold the poor receptionist at gunpoint so you can get a table right there and then).

But don't get me wrong...he'd defo watch your comfort movie with you again, no matter how many times you've watched it. You both just cuddling on the couch with a blanket as he plants kisses on your temple.

He'd crouch down in front of you, rubbing your knees as he asks you what's troubling you. -> "What's got you crying my beloved? What do you need from me?"

He's defo a hand holder so he'll rub your hands and draw circles on your palms and intertwine his fingers with yours. -> "It's okay, my love. Breathe. Just breathe."

This guy loves giving forehead kisses and you can't tell me otherwise. His kisses linger and he rests his forehead against yours for sure as he talks you down.

As you two sleep, he'd be the big spoon, wrapping his arms around your body, keeping you close while he whispers words of praise and how you don't have to worry as he'll always take care of you.

If it's someone who's causing you problems, Makarov goes pew pew and calls it a day.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *

Note: I was a bit biased when it came to Adler. Whoops. Hope that's okay for now. I might edit this post and add some more when I can. Defo doing a part 2 to Adler's comfort hcs. This was a nice little exercise though. Always a pleasure to write for COD men ;) - Star ☆

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