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#WHY IS IT ALWAYS THE BLUE FUCKERS
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A Week (He Will Take You)
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Danny moved to Gotham for school, while there he noticed that Gotham's ambient ecto was really murky for lack of a better word.
This didn't really affect him too much besides a mild headache every once in a while but that also just might be stress from all his school work so maybe not.
Anyway
This murky ecto seemed to effect the people who lived there or more importantly the ghosts,
They were visible to the human eye like most ghosts back in Amity but instead of looking very much like a ghost they still looked like humans if a bit off putting.
They all seemed to be continuing their normal lives as if still fully alive, with the people around them none the wiser.
Danny noticed this and began approaching them to figure out what was going on.
Apparently the murky ecto in the city had made it so that they were strong enough to still continue a somewhat normal life but not be able to cross over to the GZ.
In other words they were stuck in Gotham
Danny was the Ghost King so he could easily fix this problem, all he needed to do was give them a bit of pure ecto for around a week to fully stabilize them them then he would just open a portal into the GZ and they could cross over with all their things also transferring into the GZ for their new haunt.
Unfortunately this looked rather worrying to an outsider,
Imagine you're used to your neighbor being very outgoing so you and others see them a lot suddenly this man seems to appear in their life out of nowhere an at exactly one week, your neighbor and all their belongings in their home disappear no trace to be found.
You tell people and they begin saying the same story they knew someone and them a man with black hair and blue eyes appeared in their life, then they and all their things disappear in exactly one week.
Of course the police in Gotham do the bare minimum so they're no help.
But it starts to begin a trend, especially online.
"Oh careful or the blue eyed man will make you disappear in a week"
This of course after time catches the bats attention, Gordon had already given them all the information he had.
"Young adult early twenties, dark hair, blue eyes"
That was it.
The bats look into it and from their point of view Danny is a serial killer.
But they can't find the connection between all of his victims, they range from young children and the elderly from different backgrounds absolutely no connection,
Worrying enough he doesn't just make one person disappear he has taken entire families up to over a dozen, without anyone figuring out how he's doing it or why at all.
The disturbing thing also being that he seems to take everything in their home, leaving it like it has always been empty
Like no one had been living in it.
People have tried to take photos of Danny get some kind of evidence of his existence, but when they try to do it, it either comes out completely corrupted or their devise simply shuts down fully.
Danny of course has no clue what is happening he's just happy that he's able to help so many ghosts, and is trying not to fail his exams.
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Danny leaving the house he just helped: "That went easier than I expected!"
Neighbor peeking from the window: "Shit it's that guy! "
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Red Hood marching down into the cave: " The fucker took many from my territory without me even realizing it!"
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Tim: "I'm pretty sure his kill count is nearing the hundreds and he just started like maybe 4 months ago, this is bad."
Barbara: " I think I got a theory, this matches up with the new school year beginning so maybe their not a Gotham native which narrows down my suspect list."
Bruce: "Hn."
Tim: "Yes thank you B for the insightful commentary"
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Danny trying not to fall asleep while on his way to class: "Strange I keep seeing shadows following me, oh well must be the stress!"
Bats who are pretty sure Danny is the killer: "Has he done anything suspicious yet?"
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Just an Idea
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rissouu · 3 months
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could you do a plug! eren x reader where eren gets super overprotective 🩷
yesss ofc! im sorry this took a while i just had to get some damn motivation 😭 i been slacking.. my bad pookies!
his hands stayed wrapped around your waist as you walked through the mall, he promised to take you on a shopping spree. and right now the only thing you really needed were shoes— so foot locker it was.
it was like eren could sense all the stares you were getting, in his eyes those tiny ass the shorts you wore barely covered up anything.. (he was just being dramatic, the shorts weren’t that tiny but he still hated them.) he made a mental note to toss the shorts out as soon as you two made it home.
he tried getting you to change before you guys even arrived at the mall, but of course you weren’t going to listen to him— you never did. that’s one of the characteristics he loved about you but that didn’t make it any less annoying.
when you finally reached the famous shoe store, you couldn’t hide your excitement. you’d always been a sneaker head after all, always having the newest pair of dunks or jordan’s, a lot of people envied you because of it honestly, but oh well.
you couldn’t resist snatching out of eren’s hold and practically running towards the shoes on display. the dunks that you’d been wanting for months finally dropped, and you just had to get them before they sold out.
“ma you know how i feel ‘bout you walkin’ off on your own,” he made his way back over to you, annoyance evident on his face. eren hated when you did this, he wanted(needed) to be by your side at all times. why couldn’t you understand that?
“im sorry babyyy, i just really need to check if they have my size!” you bent over to take the shoe off the rack— completely forgetting that your shorts were the type to rise up when you did so.
you didn’t think too much about it and stayed in your current position— throughly inspecting the shoe. the color looked better online but shit, it was still cute.
eren eventually got tired of standing, he knew how you got when it came to shoes. he’d be standing there for a whole damn hour fucking with you, so he just sat down on one of the benches used to try on shoes.
he always got so bored coming to stores with you because you always tuned him out and wandered off on your own. you were addicting to shopping and even more addicted to shoes.. the only thing he could do was sit down and go on his phone, since you’d clearly be taking forever.
you were so focused on the baby blue shoes that you hardly even noticed anyone’s presence behind you, turns out one of the workers had been eyeing you for quite a while now.. waiting for his chance to make a move. your beauty caught him off guard and he knew he couldn’t let a fine thing like you just walk away.
“hello welcome, did you need help with- oh god damn..”
that was enough to finally get eren’s attention off his phone as his eyes snapped towards the scrawny dude licking his lips— enjoying the sight of your shorts working against you.
with a low chuckle your man stood from his seat, slowly inching towards you to make his presence known. he snatched you by your waist— easily causing your form to straighten out. he took his eyes off you for one second and you’re bent over with them little ass shorts on?
he had half a mind to just fuck you right here and now to let all these muh’ fucka’s know who you belong to, but luckily he had enough self restraint.
“i’ll kill you right now man, ion even play like that. better walk yo’ ass on somewhere,” eren slightly lifted his black tee— flashing his gun that was strapped on his waist. he roughly yanked you behind him so the fucker wouldn’t dare to look at you again, and the only thing you could do was let him.
not that you would’ve resited anyway, you loved when eren got aggressive like this (not that you’d ever admit it).
“o-oh that’s you? i apologize i didn’t-“
“’fuck up talkin’ to me yo, you got five seconds to walk away before i put a bullet in you.” one death glare from eren was enough to send the worker running off in fear.
you stayed silent because you knew better than to say anything when he got like this, you were in for it once you got back home.. that’s for sure.
“fuck those shoes, we’re leaving. and as soon as we get in the car i want them shorts off,”
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igotanidea · 6 months
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Distraction: Jason Todd x fem!reader
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Summary : You can;t get over your ex and your best friend Jason is kind enough to be your toy to distract you from those thoughts.
warnings: SMUT! MINORS DNI!!, swearing and bad night choices.
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„Son of a ......!”
It was 2 AM. Y/N was hanging in her friend’s apartment since her own was kindly flooded by her neighbours and was currently awaiting renovation.
Yes, she was supposed to sleep, but instead she reached for that stupid phone and her stupid brain made her do things she definitely shouldn’t have done. Not only at this hour, but like ever.
“Stupid idiotic fucker!” she hissed again.
“What you doing, nerd?” Jason, freshly out of patrol and out of his Red Hood gear leaned on the doorframe observing her carefully with a stern expression.
“Don’t worry the word was not aimed at you. This time.” She smirked, not stopping angrily scrolling through the page.
Jason smirk grew even wider when he approached the couch and sat down next to her.
“Whose name are you typing…..?” he asked innocently but Y/N knew better than to fall for that.
‘None of your business…..” she muttered, but before she could finish the sentence he grabbed her phone and tossed her into the other room.
“JASON!!!” she jumped off the couch terrified by his action.
“Whose name were you typing?” he grabbed her by the waist preventing her from moving.
“WHAT THE FUCK!?” her inflaming enabled her to break free from his iron grip and she rushed to the bedroom immediately to assess the damage her phone sustained “what is wrong with you!?”
Despite her anger however, she could not beat the vigilante trained skills, speed and agility, so obviously Jason beat her in the race, quickly grabbing the device from the floor and holding it above her head easily while running through her DMs, texts and social media.
“JASON!!”
He had already found what he’s been looking for but it didn;t mean he was going to surrender that fastly.
“It’s a violation of privacy!!”
He didn’t let go. If anything his grip on the phone only grew harder as he stayed silent for the moment reading something, while his face was growing darker with every other message he came across.
“Give! It! Back!” poor Y/N was significantly lower than Jason so she tried to retrieve her property by jumping next to him like a little enraged kangaroo, yet failing miserably.
“You’re not getting this phone back anytime soon, Y/N.” he put the object on the highest shelf, completely out of her reach crossing his arms and looking at her sternly “You got some explaining to do.”
“Fuck….” She hissed
He said nothing, his blue piercing eyes focused on her, knowing well enough she would break soon. He could smell the guilt coming from the girl from a mile away.
“Fine!” she threw her hands in the air in frustration plumping on the bed, ruffling the sheets in the process. “Fine! I was stalking my ex. Kind of.”
“And why exactly would you do that?” he smirked but the intensity in his tone skyrocketed to 200 %. This was serious. Y/N was his friend. His best friend and the things she’s been doing lately was not good for her mental health.  And he could not have that.
She sighed deeply and fell on the bed on her back facing the ceiling, knowing she lost this round. Once Jason set his mind to something he was not going to let go. And apparently what he said his mind to at this moment was getting the answer out of her. Obviously lying was not an option, cause he was like a human lie detector (which sometimes made her wonder whether it was another aftermath of the Lazarus Pit)
“come on, Y/N. tell me. You know I take those stuff personally.” Jason muttered falling on the bed next to her, on his stomach propping himself on the elbows so he could look at her face.
“Because my stupid mind won’t let me rest…..” she sighed, closing her eyes.
“Hey, you do realise I’m here right?” his gaze and voice softened a bit. He always appreciated when people were honest with him. “If you feel like venting, ranting or even just talking I’m your man. Just please, for fuck’s sake don’t sneak around pretending like you’re good when you do stuff that are far from good. I won’t have that”
“Yeah well my body won’t let me rest either……” she blurted.
“Your body?” he raised an eyebrow in surprise, getting a bit curious of what she was going to say next.
“Yeah and I can’t even use my toy here…..” she cut out, her eyes growing wide realising what she just said.
He smirked.
She blushed.
ShitShitShitShitShitShitShitShitShitShitShit…………………………………
“Oh, god… that came out wrong……”
“Oh no… please, continue.” he grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief
“Screw you, Todd…..” she grabbed a pillow, putting it tightly onto her face and letting out a frustrated groan. “You’re mocking very personal matters here!”
“Did you just say you’re lusting over your ex?” he grinned, not even trying to hide how hilarious this whole situation was to him.
“NO!” she jumped and sat up facing him, her face being a mix of fluster and outrage.
“Oh you so did!” his grin grew even wider
“Stop it!”
“You said and I quote – my mind and my body won’t let me rest. Can’t deny it now.” Jason scooted a little bit closer to her, clearly playing with her.
“I didn’t say I was lusting over my ex! I just…. do…… generally…..” Y/N muttered to herself but obviously he heard that loud enough.
“Oh, really?” Jason raised an eyebrow not ready to drop the teasing. “So it's a general attraction to the human body of your ex?”
“NO!”
“You sure….?” He trailed his tone changing into a bit deeper, more hoarse as he looked into her eyes.
“Yes…..?” she tried to be convincing but out of nowhere it came out a bit like a question. She couldn’t for the love of god figure out why that gaze of his got her shivering a little bit.
“So who is this person that you are attracted to…..?” he moved a little closer to her, grabbing her hand and playing with her fingers. “Do I know him, perhaps…..?” he leaned forward and whispered in her ear, his breath on her face and neck making her skin tingle.
“Stop it……” she warned, closing her eyes, wanting to push him away and end that silly little game they were playing, but finding herself completely unable to.
“Stop what, princess……?” he paused pulling back to look at her again, his eyes sparkling, corners of his mouth lifting slightly at the blush creeping on her cheeks. “The flirting? The closeness? Teasing you about your ex?”
“Jace……” she almost moaned as she felt the warmth radiating from his presence, so close to her, her body aching for his touch, his kiss, caress, anything. Poor girl didn’t even realise how touch starved she was since the break-up with her ex. Not until now.
“Y/N……?” Jason asked, his voice turning a bit more caring and serious as he watched her body tense and shiver and her breath hitching. “Y/N……, princess….. “ he cupped her cheek forcing her eyes on his face “How long has it been since the break up?”
“A… a couple months…..” she breathed out, her body getting a mind of its own, much to her embarrassment. It was truly pathetic to turn into a puddle just because of a sexual teasing from Jason Todd and a few caresses. She was too old to act like a silly teenager who’s been touched for the first time. But she just couldn’t help it.   
The silence that fell between them when she stuttered those two words was deafening and she cursed herself internally. God, he wouldn’t let her live it down. He’ll make fun of her mercilessly and leave her alone to deal with the fire that’s currently burning inside her. The fire that she knew well enough couldn’t be satisfied with her toys of her fingers. And that realisation was overwhelming. Poor Y/N was barely holding herself from desperate whimpers. But she couldn’t have had Jason laughing at her current state.
“Y/N……” he whispered tenderly and she let out a gasp, shocked by both his tone and her body’s reaction to his tone. “Have you been lonely this whole time?” his hand on her cheek was slowly starting to burn and the fact that he begun rubbing her skin was surely not helping at all.
“Hmmmm…” she whimpered, her shoulders slumping.
“That definitely wasn’t a no…….”he grabbed her hand now and put it on his neck, letting her feel his body while simultaneously leaning forward to kiss her shoulder “I can change this whole lonely thing princess…..” his mouth moved a bit higher, trailing over her neck and moving to that sensitive spot just below her ear.   
“I…..I……” she stuttered and let out a single, quiet and soft moan when the tip of his tongue trailed over her earlobe, involuntarily clenching her thighs as well, already needing friction. It truly was embrassing giving herself to him on a silver platter “ah….I ….think…..”
“Yes, Y/N, baby? What do you think……?” he muttered kissing her cheek now and not stopping there. ‘Because I think your body language speaks to me pretty…well..…. “ he grabbed her other hand and put it on his chest letting her caress his still clothed body, letting her imagination run loose. Allowing all her little fantasies to come in her head. She looked so anxious of where this was going and yet so eager at the same time, not stopping him, while her fingers played with the material of his clothes.
“I…..I need some distraction…..”
“A distraction, huh? his voice dropped another octave, on purpose obviously. Jason definitely knew how to use his voice for his benefit and it drew Y/N like a moth to the flame. His hands landed on her thighs travelling up as he made sure to use just enough strength to made her feel….
“Jace……” she couldn’t hold back another moan when those big strong hands reached for the hem of her shirt, lifting it just an inch to brush over her burning skin, that instantly covered with goosebumps, shiver running down her spine. Out of pure instinct she gripped his shoulders, her whole body moving slightly forward.
“I don’t need batteries, princess…” he murmured, grabbing her waist and pulling her on his lap in one swift motion not giving her any chance to object, not that she was going to. “I can be your toy……” his lips moved to the crease of her neck and shoulder, nibbling gently, enjoying all the little whimpers and moans she was making already and loving the way she was still fighting her own urges.
Jason wanted to break her, to give her good time, but he aimed to achieve that goal in a gentle way, thought the tender convincing, exposing her true needs. His hand slid though her hair, pulling her head back a little to move along her neck, licking the skin and getting another sound of pleasure.
“Ah…mmm…Jace…. It’s late….We’re both tired….. We shouldn’t....”
“come on, baby…..” now he was biting on her earlobe “ don’t fight yourself… you want this…. You need this. And most importantly…..you deserve it…… I’ve been there too, princess….. That's no shame.....Just let it happen.....”
Oh he was right….. He was so freaking right. And he knew it.
“I can give you this distraction you so desperately crave…..” he said while slowly laying her on her back, his body hovering over her “and so much more too….” She could feel his breaths against the nape of her neck. His body shifted so that he was lying on top of her, waiting for an answer.
“No feelings involved…… I don’t need feelings…..” she moaned
“No feelings…..” he whispered, slowly undoing the first button of her shirt, moving the collar aside and brushing his nose and lips over her collarbone.
“Shit…..” her back arched immediately.
“You want to feel me…..?” he kissed her briefly, giving her foretaste before pulling away and looking into her eyes “you sure you want no feelings involved?”
“Mmhh… yes… definitely. I don’t need falling.” Y/N was getting desperate, tired of his charades and the whole foreplay. “It’s just sex, nothing more……”
“Mhm…. Absolutely…. I’m just helping you out here….. with not thinking. With distracting you.”
He brushed his lips against her ear, his breath hot on her exposed skin. “What if I say it’s more than a distraction? What if I mean this? What if I say I want you and I need you?” He paused and she could feel his fingers gently running down her neck.
„Mhmhm......” she whimpered „I don’t need feelings.....”
„Okay than baby.....” he pressed his whole body weight onto her, lips finding the pulse point on her neck biting gently making sure to leave a hickey there, tip of his tongue flicking over the sting to ease the pain a bit. „Let’s forget about feelings..... It;s just physical release” he moved his hands, down her body, tracing the skin over the hem of her sleeping shorts. „you’re so tense baby.....” he brushed his nose down her clothed torso making her shudder „so tense, but I can ease that tension.....” his mouth hovered over the place his hands were tracing barely a minute ago.
And she couldn’t form a single word, just waiting and wishing and hoping he would make that sweet promise come true for her.
„Say it Y/N......” he kissed her stomach „Just say you want this and I can take care of the rest..... Do you want this princess?” his hands dived under her shirt, travelling all the way up to her breast, smirking when he touched her bare breast, squeezing the sensitive part of her.
„Mhmm.. shit!” she could feel the heat between her legs, the evidence of her wetness on full display since her shorts did nothing to hide it.
„Do....you.... want... this?” he teased mercilessly starting to play with her nipples.
„Yes......” she finally breathed out, her mind turning off
But it was not enough for Jason. He had to hear her beg for him. He was going to do everything she wanted but had to have his fun as well. So instead of fulfilling her needs he pressed his  body more onto her, letting her feel how big and hard he already was. His lips hovered over hers, his fingers leaving her breast and moving to the lower buttons playing with them but not doing anything more than that
„That’s all I need to know, sweetness. Do you want this? Say it again.”
„Jace.....please.....”
He pressed his lips to hers, hard, brushing his hard on over her most sensitive part, smirking when she opened her legs a bit more and matched his movement.
It was only dry humping but they both knew how close to their limits of fooling around they were. Y/N was ready to beg for him and he was ready to surrender and finally shift all her attention to her body needs and not her thoughts.
„tell me you want me.....” he breathed heavily into her ear
„I..... I want you to help me out......”
„Oh, my sweet baby.... I’ll do so much more than that.....” he pulled her shorts down in one swift motion leaving her bottom completely bare, licking his lips at the view in front of him. „I’ll make you scream....” he spread her legs holding her thighs open so she wouldn’t dare changing position. „I’ll make you squirm and forget about your ex and whole world. I’ll give you the pleasure you never felt before.” he leaned leaned down and nuzzled his nose into her inside thigh, brushing it up to her most sensitive part, his eyes still focused on her, shining with lust and desire. „Tell me you want that.....” he licked the spot that was already aching for attention, the taste so sweat his eyes almost rolled to the back of his skull.
„YES!” she moaned, just that one tiny movement making her break completely.
She was lost.
Lost to him.  
„Good girl....” he muttered getting down to business.
Before she realized what was happening, her legs were already on his shoulders and he was sucking, flicking and licking in all the right places focused only on making his previous words come true. He was going to make her feel as good as never before (and probably never after). It was not his intention to show off, but she knew that with all this skill he was currently presenting, making her clit burn and her whole body shiver he was going to wreck her for anyone else.
She moaned when he pushed against her folds.
She pulled at his hair when he started to eat her out.
He buckled her hips and practically fucked herself on his face when he add the fingers and started pumping in and out in a perfect pace, slowly, methodically pushing her to the climax.  
She was reduced to the form of a moaning mess with each move, each brush, each caress.
„fuck....!” she scratched his scalp and he let out a groan sending a wave of pleasure through her pussy he was currently devouring „fuck... fuck, yes....!”
There was no more games, no more teasing. He was going to fuck her brains out. Just like she wanted, even though the poor girl had no idea what it meant when he first offered. She was going to remember his touch for a very, very long time, if not forever.
Their bodies took the steering wheel completely.
Y/N was begging and crying and sobbing.
Jason was giving and taking all at the same time, his cock throbbing in his jeans when he pushed her legs further apart and closer to her chest to get better access to her center.
God, she was delicious, Everything about her was perfect. Her body, her moans, her shivering, her pulling at his hair.... and god... her taste.
He had to keep his control to not cum in his pants at the thought he was the one making her feel like this. She was his. Everything about her was his at the moment and he was not going to waste any piece of his treasure.
It was perfect. Fucking perfect.
Except from one thing.
„Jace!!” she cried out, throwing her head back, ready for what was coming.
„No.....” he panted, pulling back and looking at her.
At that moment he didn’t look anything like the Jace she knew.
He looked like a fucking predator ready to take what he wanted.
What he needed.
And the way his eyes was so lust blown made her wanting, needy and even wetter. „No, princess. You’re not gonna come on my tounge or fingers... No..... I’m going to give you something so much better.
He practically ripped her shirt of her, exposing her completely, taking a second to enjoy her naked body on full display. Only for him. Just a second though, before throwing his own shirt away and attacking her chest.
She was on fire.
With the way he was biting all over her breasts with no mercy, rubbing, twisting and pinching her skin she just surrendered completely wrapping arms around him, digging nails into his back muscles only spurring him on with that gesture.
She wanted to beg for more, to cry, to scream his name but the intensity left her breathless, wordless, turned into a puddle with no words coming. The only thing she was capable of was panting and gasping, matching his movement, letting her body speak for her when he squirmed and flexed into his lips, tongue and teeth.
„J-J-J......”
„Yes.... I’m here baby....... Bet you could never get that with your toys, huh?” he sucked on her right nipple, twisting it with his tongue, abusing it, almost to the point of hurting but at this point of sexual drive and need she couldn’t care less, tangling fingers into his hair, pressing his head closer, wanting more and more...
He repeated the action with another nipple, making sure both of them were equally red and pebbled before releasing the other with a loud pop.
„how does that feel, baby?” he whispered „are you ready for the best part.....?” he didn’t wait for her answer, checking himself, his fingers brushing over her folds, gathering the slick and spreading it all over her entrance.
„Jace.... Jay..  please....please.....!
„Shhh, baby....” he pulled back to remove his jeans his hard and thick cock finally free, aching to dive inside her soft, warm and wet body. He grabbed the condom, opening it with his teeth while still looking into her eyes which turned her on even more and capably put it on.
He clearly had experience but it was not her worry of how many girls he had before. She only wanted his body, nothing more. That was what they agreed on.  „I told you I’m your toy...... Now you can use me.....”
Jason didn’t waste another second taking her with one movement, bottoming out with ease, stretching her so deliciously they both moaned loudly at the feeling. But there was not time to rhapsodize. This was neither love nor intimacy to take any admiration breaks and whisper sweet nothigns to each other.
This was release and they only wanted to achieve the high.
So he started pushing without hesitation. In and out, in and out, fast, hard, relentlessly, the grip on her waist becoming so amazingly painful, definitely leaving bruises. His lips ended on her neck adding to the stimulation ready to give her all of him. Jason wanted her to feel every little thing she was missing for the last couple months.
But when his mouth travelled up and collided with hers his thought suddenly changed.
It was not just sex for him.
He didn’t just want to be her toy, her distraction.
He wanted her.
The warmth of her body, the tenderness of her touch, the taste of her soft lips, her moans and whimpers, yes.
But he also wanted her love.
And it was bad.
Cause that was not what she needed.
She said it: no feelings, no falling.
And the realization that he was not going to get what he wanted made him act erratic and a bit violent.  He bit on her bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood, but not stopping even when the metallic taste of it invaded his mouth. If anything it only made him more predatory kissing her with desire, unspoken need and unprecedented urgency while his hips was snapping relentlessly and he kept thrusting inside her.
He could die like that from the intensity and judging by the way her body was shuddering from the building orgasm she was not opposed to doing the same.
But he couldn’t let her choke, forced to leave her mouth and allow Y/N to breathe, instead moving to kiss and bit her neck.
If he couldn’t have her as his girl he was going to take her as his lover and use the opportunity to the maximum possibility.,
„Y/n.....” he groaned biting the sensitive skin, almost ripping her throat open.
„Jace...!” she cried out in response.
She was getting so close, so close and yet still greedy for more. Each snap of his hips send the wave of euphoria through her body, the feeling incomparable with anything, her body moving in line with the pace he set. They were on a highway to release now and as we all now, you can't turn around on the highway. There';'s only one way.
Forward.
And so they did. Speeding up even more, biting, scratching, touching, going at rough animalistic pace, not caring, not thinking, focused solely on release, making the bed shake and crack repeatedly.
„Fuck....!” she moaned feeling everything all at once, raking nails down his back, arching her whole body, feeling the band inside her on the verge of snapping, her body so ready to cum. "fuck... so good....!"
„yeah... fuck indeed....” he gasped. "you feel amazing, princess....." but If she was still able to talk then he was definitely doing something wring and had to add to the pleasure.....
„AH! Jace....” he screamed when he focused some additional attention on her clit, rubbing it with the perfectly practised motion. „yes.... yes.... yes.... yes!!”
„Fuck.... Y/N......, baby.....”
„Yes...!!”
„Just let go baby.....” he breathed out. God please let her come before I finish first... Jason thought to himself.
He was never the religious one, but it seemed like this time his prayers were answered when Y/N’s body tensed and released, once she cried out his name, finally exploding around him and he wished he could fuck her raw and actually become one with her.
Maybe in another life.
This was only fucking.
And he was letting her use him until she found someone new.
But definitely not better than him.
Her body finally got what it desperately needed and he couldn’t hide the smirk while pulling out and getting rid of the condom.
However, maybe it was a good thing she didn’t see how full of his come it was, cause with her intelligence and ability to connect the dots, she would figure out that what they just did might have meant more to him than to her.
It was better she didn’t know.
Or at least that was what he was trying to convince himself of when he helped her clean herself up and wrapped her in a blanket, putting an arm around her and pulling her close to his chest.
And staying awake while she slowly fell asleep, feeling satisfied in safe in her best friend embrace.
She stopped thinking, for sure.
But his mind was only begging to work.
Against him.
But still - It was so much better she didn't know what he truly felt.
@miraculous-panic I'm sorry, I just felt the insuperable urge to post it immediately.
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m3guchi · 1 year
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Stay with me, don't want you to leave ‹𝟹 . . . 🐰
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Context . . . Flustered bfs who gets shy and affectionate while you give them kiss marks on their faces and neck (guys pls this is actually a tiktok trend)
Notice . . . x fem!reader . . 🍮 !
W/ . . . Rin , Bachira , Nagi , Reo . . 🍮 !
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RIN 🐰 . . !
As usual, Rin goes home after practice, gets graced upon your touch, and tells you how he had a long day and how much he just wants to be with you.
"Baby? 'M home, where are you?" To Rins' surprise, you weren't in the living room where you'd usually be lying on the coach patiently waiting for his arrival. "Y/n? Sweetheart, you there?" But to Rins' dismay, you were too busy eyeing the tiktok video where girlfriends pepper their boyfriends faces with kisses with lipstick marks on them too in your shared bedroom with him.
"There you are, been looking for you baby, you weren't in the living room." Rin sighs as he approaches you to lie down with you and have you snuggled in his arms. "Well hello there Rinnie, how was practice, my love?" Rins heart melts when you call him that endearment, to be your love. "Was fine baby, how was your day?" You sigh dramatically. "Same as always, boring. If only you were here.." you put on a pout, Rin feels a slight pain tugging his heart and a bit guilty, he knows he hasn't been spending much time with you considering his career.
After being snuggled with Rin, you suddenly remember the video you were watching, and you thought, 'Rin and I should do it!', you immediately got up, leaving Rin confused with a slight pout, you grabbed the lipstick that Rin loved, he always loved the color on you. "Huh? Are you going somewhere?" He asks confused by your actions. "No, silly! Just wanna try something with you" you giggle. Rins' curiosity was growing but he patiently waited for you.
"There! C'mere" rin obliges, he observes your lips, the color you put on, oh how he loved the color on you. "Mwa mwa mwa mwa" you cup his cheeks and slowly kiss his cheeks, nose, somewhere close his lips, his jawline, leaving Rin flustered, he was turning red at this point! Rin couldn't say a word, he can't complain, he doesn't want you to stop, but his brain just can't function right now. Let's say once you were done giving him kisses, you had to deal with an affectionate Rin. Not that you didn't love it tho!
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BACHIRA 🐰 . . !
Here you were with boyfriend on his rare day offs, lazing around and enjoying each others' presence. Meguru was pacing around in the bedroom, thinking of what to do.
"Sweetcakes this is soooo boringgg, I hate this!" There was really something about this man and him calling you these... err, should we call them weird but cute endearments..? "Meguru, why don't we just take a nap? You always do take a nap when you're bored" you try persuading your stubborn boyfriend in to taking a nap with you, "Don't wanna! I wanna spend time with you in a different wayyyy, this is not fair!"
You sigh, there was really nothing you could think of, and Meguru is.. kinda throwing a small fit right now. Meguru finally joins you in bed, sighing dramatically. "Just don't know what to dooo" he feigns a sob as you cradle him like a big cat who's acting like a big baby. While you play with his hair to help him relax, he goes thru his phone, hoping to find at least something interesting (which he doubts he would find something interesting, it's at least worth a shot)
The group chat for the blue lock team was going crazy with Karasu spamming the chat.
Karasu : YOU FUCKERS I CANT TAKE THIS TIKTOK SHIT ANYMORE. ITS PRACTICALLY FILLED WITH COUPLES KISSING EACHOTHER.
Otoya : Hoe it isn't our fault ur ass is single
Rin : Stop spamming the chat, the chat is only for soccer purposes.
Karasu : killjoy mf
Rin : ???
Bachira practically snickers at their conversation, scrolling thru the chats. But, oh wait, Karasu sent a video of those couples doing the new trend. Wouldn't hurt to watch it, right?
As soon as Bachira saw the video, his eyes widened. 'So, like, what if me and...Y/N AND I DO THIS ????' he jumps out of the bed, startling you and scaring you a bit. "Babe what are you doi.." "BABY, THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, GO GET ANY LIPSTICK THERE THAT YOU HAVE, WAIT NO I'LL GET IT FOR YOU." Bachira rushes to your small make up pouch, getting the coral pink lipstick you always use.
"Megu, what's this for?" You laugh at his excitement and curiously watch him. "THERE, apply it on your lips pretty please" he gives you those puppy dog eyes he always gives you when he's being affectionate, and since Bachira had been whining earlier, you decide to just go with what he wants today. "There, 'm done. What's with you and my lipstick, babe?" "NOTHING" he urges you to come sit on his lap and you happily oblige. For a moment, Bachira felt shy to ask you for kisses, not like the usual where he'd shamelessly ask you for it.
Bachiras' phone was open, and you see the video playing and you finally realized what he wants. "Aww Meguru, baby. You could've just asked for it" you laugh at him quietly while he turns slight red, you grab his cheeks kissing it softly, and you give him a quick eskimo kiss while you enjoy making him flustered by kissing his face. Bachira finally eased up and gets a bit tickled, his laughs are so cute too. His hands were on your waist, holding you still. Bachira hopes he can get more day offs like this.
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NAGI 🐰 . . !
As much as he's a lazy snow ball, I do think Nagi actually put in a lot of effort to at least show you how much he loves you. He does laze around from time to time tho.
You were just scrolling thru tiktoks and talking with your friends, while your boyfriend is playing games in his set up. You two were doing your own thing, as you believe that giving each other separate time for alone time would be a good thing. (You guys are in a shared bed room tho)
Nagi seems focused in the new game he's playing with Reo, they're in call in Discord, fortunately when they play, they rarely get loud. But hours have passed and you miss Nagi already, you hate to be clingy and annoy him, but you just wanna cuddle with him already.
Fortunately for you, you gather enough courage to cling onto him after watching a cute video of a couple. You come closer to Nagi, he's too focused in game so you try tugging on his hoodie. "Sei, baby?" Nagi looks at you softly, he talks so softly when he talks to you too. "Yeah? You need anything, pretty?" You blush at his endearment for you, (contrary to your belief that you don't get flustered when he calls you that, you always do get flustered.) "Mmm, need youu, sei" you put on a pout, nagi sighs playfully, grabbing your waist and leading you to his lap, "there we go, you can sit on my lap, just one more game. 'Kay?" You nod at him softly while you put your arms around his neck, your head resting on his chest, patiently waiting for him to finish.
You got a bit impatient, and started peppering his cheeks with kisses, Nagi notices your actions, he's rushing to finish the game, he wants to spend time with you too, but when he sees that the game isn't going to finish any time soon, he tells Reo that he needs to go, leaving Reo whining and complying. "'M done pretty girl, you need something?" Nagi makes sure your needs are attended to as much as he can do it for you. "Just you, sei. Missed you s'much" you continue to place kisses on his soft cheeks and nose. (Being this affectionate with Nagi will lead you to a clingy Nagi cuddling you 24/7)
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REO 🐰 . . !
It is true that Reo loves you more than anything, he worships you, and lavishes you. He tries his best to do everything just for you, canceling meetings or practices, to make you happy no matter how small your matter is just for him to be with you, you're the first thing he thinks about when he wakes up, and the last thing he thinks about before going to sleep.
Reo and Nagi planned a meet up to bond for a bit, then he'd surprise you for a visit after they hang out. But it just seems like Reo and you haven't been spending much time for the past days, so you grew impatient for his affection, but you understand that he also has a life outside, so you being impatient does go away easily. Reo gets excited to meet you, he bought you your favorite snacks, he's taking you out for dinner, he bought you flowers and a new cute dress he knows you'd be absolutely cute in, and lastly, he bough you a new Dior lipstick you've been eyeing.
Reo bids Nagi a goodbye before driving to your place, you were just home, making yourself comfortable in Reos' favorite hoodie that you stole from him (he found it cute so he gave you it, he occasionally spreads his scent on the hoodie when you aren't wearing it, so maybe it'd make up for his absence).
Your door bell rings and you wonder who is it, you get up and see who is it through the balcony, and it's, IT'S REO? You hurriedly came down stairs to open the door. "REO?" Your boyfriend simply smiles softly at your expression, "Bunny! Missed me? Yeah, 'course you missed your boyfriend so much." You roll your eyes at him but smile slightly. "Where's my hug, bunny?" He playfully teases you. "Oh, yeah. Before that, got you a little something." And when Reo says a little something, you already know it isn't something little, so you deadpan at him. "Reooo, what did i tell you about-" "I know, i know, just wanted to make up for my princess. And, you're my everything, y'know that, right?" You can't help but succumb to the words he says to you, they're always making you flustered. You receive the flowers and alot more.
"Get dolled up, bunny. Gonna take you out for dinner. Sounds good, yeah?" You were excited to finally spend time with him, it's been days after all. "Want you to wear this dress for me." And he bought you another dress, well you couldn't complain.
While eating dinner outside (reo actually rented the place for the night, so you two could be alone) he holds your hands, "look, I know you told me not to spend so much money on you, but.. I got you this lipstick you've been eyeing for quite a while now and.. "REO" "I KNOW, OK WAIT, i just wanna spoil you bunny, what's the harm in that? Y'know I love seeing my love being happy." You sigh, you can't really do anything about him spending his money on you. "Thank you, Reo. I love it" "hmmm, I wonder where's my kiss and I love you" you roll your eyes at him.
"Thank you for taking me out tonight, reo" "Always bunny" you enjoy his presence while he drives you back home. "Well, I guess see you tomorrow bunny?" Reo bids you a goodbye but you stop him. "Wait, I.. well" you tried on the lipstick he bought you earlier and he did ask for a kiss earlier, so you give him a soft kiss on the cheeks "GOODNIGHT REO, I LOVE YOU" you run away from him and rush through your door to get in, leaving Reo shocked and flustered while he touches his cheeks. You observe him in the window, and hear him mutter a "Nightnight bunny, love you too" while he puts on a boyish smile, heading back to his car.
He's in love with you, and he'll do anything for you, and you know it's true.
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rukunas · 2 years
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post inspired by this, also this is a complete self-insert bc i hate one of my roommates LMAOOO hope she never sees this…. completely unedited too i’m sorry
cw: bakugo is in his 20s + reader is in college, suggestive
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pro!hero bakugo always wonders why you don’t ever invite him back to your place.
well, to be fair, his place is amazing. even for just starting his agency, he gets a decent pay, and he put his first check into a penthouse that overlooks the whole city. crystal clear windows that go from the ceiling to the floor, more rooms than he can use— so of course, he randomly finds your things littered around everywhere. you probably like his place even more than him.
but he knows you have a place at your college campus. you’ve never invited him inside, though, always hurrying out the door whenever he picks you up. you’ve complained to him about one of your roommates once, but besides that, he knows nothing.
“what are you doing here?”
bakugo’s busy peering in over your head, trying to catch a glimpse of anything in your apartment. “brought you dinner. can i come in?”
it’s funny watching him, seeing how shocked he is at seeing how you live. “your kitchen is so small. how do ya fuckin’ cook in here?” “this painting isn’t bolted. do ya want it to kill ya?” and his reaction to your bedroom— “fucking hell. how do you have so much stuff?!”
it’s even funnier when he complains about the size of your twin bed as he rams into you.
“fuck.” he spits out angrily, sweat dripping down his brow as he curves his back to keep his frame above you and most importantly, on the damn bed. he gets why you like his place so much.
sleeping together afterwards is a whole other story. he takes up the whole bed—mind you, his feet hang off— and you’re left to lay on top of him, limbs all tangled up. (he honestly kind of likes it, but he’ll never admit it).
bakugo wakes up in the middle of the night to find you at your desk, typing away at some essay due tomorrow morning.
“come back in bed.”
“‘m almost finished. promise. just need to proofread and edit and… shit, what format do i need to use?”
bakugo sighs, lifting out of bed. “can i get water?”
“yeah, my brita is in the fridge. it’s blue and has my name on it.”
he’s standing in the glow of the fridge light, trying to figure out where the fuck your brita is, when someone shrieks.
“h-holy shit! you’re— you’re dynamight!” your roommate— the one you’ve said is annoying, always asks for my homework answers, never takes out the trash. “holy shit!”
“oh, um.” bakugo realizes too late that he’s only in his boxers. “yeah. do you know where my girl’s brita is? said it’s blue.”
her eyes bulge out of her head. “oh! i used it by accident.” she laughs awkwardly, grabbing it off the counter to hand it to him. “forgot to refill it though.”
bakugo feels his own blood boil. he recalls the time he lived with denki— the fucker would do the exact same thing. before he can open his mouth to spew out everything you’ve said about her, your face pops around the corner.
“hey, i finished. did you get water?”
“yeah.” he manages to pour in half a glass before the brita empties. he hands the glass to you. “drink this. i’ll refill it.”
“thanks, baby.” you try pecking his cheek, but he turns his head so that you reach his lips. he smirks into it, wrapping his arm around your waist but quickly realizes that he has an audience.
your roommate gapes at the two of you, jaw practically on the floor. “you didn’t tell me you’re dating dynamight.”
“um… yeah.” you nod your head stiffly. ���if you’re going to use my brita, can you at least fill it up?”
you tug bakugo’s arm to bring him back to your room, ignoring (but also basking in) the way your roommate still stands in utter shock.
the next morning, he finds himself on the carpet. he must have rolled off the bed in his sleep. his final straw.
so, he proposes you move in with him. it’s better if your place also happens to be his.
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billskeis · 4 months
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♡゙  :  one night  𓈒      📹  ?
it was quite an evening you were having. you and the guys decided to have a little get together, the five of you were laughing, drinking, and just overall doing stupid shit teenagers would do.
you haven’t spoken to bill at all tonight.
you’re not quite sure why it’s like this. you got along with everyone, especially tom. so why wasn’t it the same case with his brother? at this point you thought he hated you. whenever you came over, he didn’t really acknowledge you, nor made the effort to even have a conversation: let alone say hi.
one could ask, why didn’t you make the effort?
that’s because you did. you did, on multiple occasions, and it was either always a shrug, a nod, or one worded answers. “he definitely doesn’t like you, not even as a friend.” you decided at this point to be content with it. it feels as though despite the obvious gap and disconnect between the two of you, bill and you remained civil for the sake of keeping the whole group together.
it also didn’t help that you had a little crush on bill.
but he’s basically proven with his actions he’s wanted nothing to do with you. cross out all possibilities that bill will ever like you back..
downing another shot, tom screams at the burning feeling down his throat. “WHOOO! i could definitely go for another, dare, truth, or not,” you however, could not take anymore shots. being the idiot you were you decided to occasionally pour yourself some without even playing the game. you knew that this will be a long night being within the proximity of bill so the alcohol was much needed. but now, even one whiff or drop of alcohol will have you puke.
“y/n, truth or dare?” georg asks, he almost slurs on his words, obviously tipsy, and gustav is already blacked out on the couch sleeping peacefully. “mm, i’ll do a dare.” both georg and tom made eye contact with one another and grin, tom then whispers something in georg’s ear and georg snickers, tom following.
what they had in store for you, you would’ve never expected.
“i dare you to share a bed with bill tonight.”
what? say what now? did you hear that correctly?
your jaw most likely and probably did reach the floor, even though you were so close to it. because why would they even declare a dare like that? especially tom? it’s not like you could even step out of the dare, because if you did. you would have to take another shot, and you were NOT trying to throw up tonight. so you just had to suck it up.
you may ask, what did the other guy’s think of this? you had once talked to tom about your concerns and he just brushed it off, saying some bullshit like “that’s just bill, it’s nothing personal.” did he do this to purposefully fuck you over?
oh, but it felt oh so personal.
bill didn’t speak, although you could tell that he was a little displeased by this dare. his eyes went wider for a second to then quickly return to his nonchalant face. did he really hate you that much? you twiddled your thumbs not knowing the words to put in your mouth.
tom and georg were just giggling. those fuckers. unfortunately for you, you’re so drunk that any doing anything requiring physical strength is impossible. you’ll deal with them tomorrow morning. “is.. is that okay with you bill..?” you ask, bill just heavily sighs and walks away from the living room. assumingely this gives you the okay and you follow behind after him.
“goodnight y/n! have fun!” georg and tom chant while waving you out of the room teasingly. shit, did they know you like bill? did you make it that obvious? you look behind them and look at the stupid looks on their faces, sticking up a middle finger at them as they laugh a little harder.
this is going to be a loooong night.
“sleep on that side.” bill tells you, he attempts to sound stern but his voice is softer than from what you usually hear. which is like, once in a blue moon. his makeup is all cleaned off and he’s in his pyjamas. you couldn’t help but stare at his side profile as he fixes the bed up before letting the two of you get in.
you nod at him, slipping into the bed and under the sheets. he turns off the lamp and does the same as you. you feel the bed dip with his weight added to it, as he adjusts himself to get ready to sleep. your bodies are facing opposite ways, clearly wanting nothing to do with one another. but how true is that?
“goodnight,” you say, no answer.
wow, he can’t even say goodnight back? you feel so disheartened by this. the constant attempts to get to know him, make conversations with him, all for nothing. it feels as if he’s completely shut you out by building a wall between the two of you, even though so close together. why couldn’t he just want to be together with you like you wanted with him?
you decided to just close your eyes and try to sleep the night off. as soon as it’s morning, you’d leave the room to let bill be. there’s no point in good-mornings if all he’s going to do is ignore you.
a pair of arms begin to wrap around your body, pulling you closer to theirs. is that.. bill..? is he drunk..? no, he had no shots tonight. he wasn’t even participating in the game. this couldn’t be him behind you. it must be a stranger. wait, that’s even worse..
your body is frozen. you don’t know what to do. in the dim light, you look down to the pair of hands that hold you so closely together.
black nail polish. with white french tip.
you begin to feel your face heat up. what the hell is he doing? you’re so confused. head and thoughts conflictingly filled with the thoughts of how the boy who hated you the most is cuddling with you at this very moment.
“i don’t hate you.”
tense. your body tenses at his words. should you reply? oh god, what the hell do i do? the alcohol is making your brain all fuzzy and you just can’t seem to come up with anything to say, being completely silent and motionless. however, the way you’re breathing indicates to him you’re awake.
“i’m sorry, i just don’t know—how to talk to girls… it’s quite embarrassing. i want to get closer. i want us to be.. together.”
it feels as though a thousand weights have been lifted off your chest, your body relaxes within his touch. noting this, bill continues to speak and you hear him out. not like you can say much anyway, you’re shocked, stunned, flabbergasted and quite bashful right now.
he actually wants to get to know you.
“i hope i can make it up to you with this, sorry if you’re uncomfortable. i can let go if you wa—“ you immediately shake your head no. he quietly laughs at this. bill then lets his chin rest on your head while the two of you lay on your side.
he’s so tall his body engulfs you, making you feel safe. safe in a space that once has you so awkward it felt as though whenever you were with him it was like walking on eggshells.
intertwining your hands together, he runs his thumb back and forth across the surface of your own hand caressing it. it soothes you. his hand is soft and warm along with his whole body.
“comfortable?” you nod and giggle at him.
the whole reason why bill “disliked” you was because he lacked experience. reflecting back on it, bill has never really done anything to show that he hated you. he just ignored you or ran away. it’s quite cute.
you begin to feel yourself drift into sleep. it’s so cozy here you never want this moment to end.
bill kisses the top of your head, “goodnight.”
“see man? i told you this was a good idea. i can’t believe for a second you doubted me,” tom smacks georg on the chest gently while georg is taking pictures on his digital camera.
“i am, NEVER, letting them live this down..” georg says as he continues to flash his camera pic after pic. tom runs to the side of the bed bill is sleeping on, posing at the edge of the bed so he can get in one of the pictures.
you and bill were cuddling closely. you switch from your spooning position to you with your head on top of bill’s chest, his arm wrapped around you waist. completely oblivious to this as the two of you were sound asleep.
gustav then walks past the room to use the restroom. he then stops to see the buffoonery that was going on in the room. watching as georg and tom were fucking around whilst you and bill were sleeping. he notes that the two of you were indeed hugging while sleeping. still drunk, he thinks while scratching his head,
“they must be really good friends now.”
a/n: is it just me or whenever i write shit with bill it gets sad. anyways i think this is lengthy compared to my other writings so lmk what y’all think ;3
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tempting-andromeda · 7 months
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I missed my boys so I’m back at headcanons
Misc headcanons
Characters: Arthur Morgan, John Marston, Dutch Van Der Linde, Charles Smith, Javier Escuella, Sean MacGuire, Lenny Sunmers, Kieran Duffy, Micah Bell, Eagle Flies
Arthur Morgan
Super awkward about gift giving but he loves giving you little trinkets from his adventures. Like a small flower or a pretty Little Rock
He’s just like “here” drops it in your hand and then stands there awkwardly
Doesn’t hide his facial expressions as well as he thinks he does.
He loves to gossip. If you tell him something juicy he acts like he doesn’t care but he’ll drop something even crazier with a smirk
Reluctantly tells you about his adventures but he just doesn’t want to brag
John Marston
Every time he asks for you to bathe with him it ends up with him getting a scrub down instead of getting headed (he doesn’t know why he expects anything else anymore)
Thinks burps are peak comedy.
He likes when you ask his opinion about things even though he’ll bullshit his way through
Like a purple or blue shirt? Hmm it’s cold so wear the blue one because blue is for cold.
Accidentally shows his buttcrack a lot. His pants just never sit on his hips right and I just…I can feel it.
Dutch Van Der Linde
He likes dates where you two go out into Saint Denis and pretend to be someone else for the night.
Likes picking out your outfits for you. He finds it romantic.
Has a thing for helping you tie or buckle your shoes
Always thinks the smallest knees is the biggest news or the other way around
Tries to dance with you in the most random of moments. Like you’re a little pissed about something and he’ll come up to you and just start swaying
Charles Smith
Cannot stand when people share food by sucking on peoples fingers. Like when people dip their finger into the cake batter and share it.
Has the most obvious side eye ever. He simply cannot hide it.
Favorite cuddling position is where you lay on top of him
He doesn’t drink much but when he does he’s a completely different person.
Will bluntly ask you a weird question like “what alcohol do you think would be your horse’s favorite”
Javier Escuella
Likes lipstick marks. Thinks it’s one of the most attractive things ever. Has a shirt where you left a lipstick stain on the collar
Says the sassiest shit under his breath 5 minutes after it’s relevant and gets pissed
Rehearses a conversation in his head before he has it
Makes you learn Spanish for “code words” but reallt he just wants to teach you Spanish
Has a habit of repeating words just for himself outside of conversations
Sean MacGuire
He thinks he’s the suavest mother fucker around. He will randomly share how he pulled you to random people
Makes the worst inside jokes he’ll never drop
Loves to spin you around randomly. He doesn’t care if you hate it.
Keeps food in his pockets (sometimes wrapped in cloth) and doesn’t see a problem with it
Thinks cringy pet names are the best like “snugglemuffin”
Lenny Summers
One of his favorite dates are leisurely strolls
He liked when you help him get dressed. Like help him with his vest
Idk why I think he has like the same idea as romance as those really happy old people
Likes when you keep him company while he’s patrolling
Loves cheek kisses! One of his favorite things ever!
Kieran Duffy
He likes to join you if you have a self care routine.
Likes to share things with you. Like some food or his clothes.
Makes the most out there “what ifs” or “would you rather” questions
Just casually knows how to do decent hairstyles because he got bored while working with the horses.
Wakes up too easily. At the smallest thing. You could twitch and he’s stirring awake
Micah Bell
Thinks it’s funny to ghost you. He always says stuff like “distance makes the heart grow fonder”
Really good at catching flies and mosquitoes
Will prompt the weirdest shit as if it’s normal just to fuck with you
Will give you the meanest compliments like “I hate inbreds…not you though” because he thinks it’s charming AND funny
Randomly gives you a good shove every now and then
Eagle flies
He absolutely loves getting a rise out of you like sometimes he does something stupid just for you to scold him
Affectionally bites. At first it was a joke but now he just casually does it. He’ll grab your hand and pressed a light bite to your wrist
Gets comfortable in the weirdest positions. Even while cuddling.
Talks about your future with him way too soon.
He thinks it’s funny to randomly “propose” to you
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ventismacchiato · 1 year
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16 behind the lens — chat going crazy !
scaramouche x g!n reader
˗ˏˋ scara point of view ´ˎ˗
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“Welcome everyone,” Scara greeted as he pulled up the game lobby, and as usual, he was the only one ready, “Why are all these fuckers late?”
“Let’s all agree not to snitch on me this time,” he mutters, “Last time you guys snuck into Albedo’s chat and told him to vote for me,” he continues as he adjusts his camera. He’d put more effort into his outfit that day for a certain someone, causing him to start later than usual.
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so tell us about this y/n?? 😏
A small smile crept onto his face at the mention of y/n, much to his dismay, which didn’t go unnoticed by the chat.
“Don’t embarrass me tonight. They said they’re watching this stream,” he grumbles, stifling his emotions as he busies himself with decorating his character, “Also, it’s none of your goddamn business.”
ventismacchiato donated $20
HE'S BLUSHING CAUGHT IN 4K
“Everyone here?” Tighnari calls out. They were all streaming from their respective rooms in the house.
“Guys, should I leave the cheese hat on or not?” Childe asks instead of answering, his voice in Scara’s ear as he ran around the lobby.
“Just start it,” Heizou says, and Scara could hear the smug grin on his face, “You guys are going to lose anyway.”
“Play nice, Heizou,” Kazuha reprimands as the game starts to load.
“You know he’s ruthless,” Star answers, and Scara gets a tight feeling in his stomach. It’s been a year since he’s heard Star’s voice properly, but instead of how it usually unsettled him it felt oddly familiar. Perhaps he was tired.
“Shut up,” Scara remarks, ridding himself of those thoughts.
“Make me,” Star easily responds, which makes Scara pause and everyone else crack up.
“The fuck,” he mutters, “Y/N isn’t going to like that.”
“Get ready to listen to them fight the entire game,” Venti sings.
“Everyone mute until voting,” Tighnari instructs as the game loads.
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“I swear to the archons if I’m imposters with Childe again I’m killing myself,” Scara complains as he mutes himself from the main chat, knowing Childe would start defending himself if he heard Scara’s comment, “He’s always been shit at lying. One time he ate the cake I baked for Y/N and lied to me about it with frosting smeared on his cheeks.”
The screen on his computer loads and instantly his chat is flooded with laughter as he and Star’s characters appear under the screen as the imposters for that round.
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“I take it back, I’d rather have Childe,” he mutters, joining a private call with Star.
“Hey partner,” Star calls out, laughing in his ear. It tickled his nerves.
“Shut up,” he says on instinct, “Do not be the cause of my first loss.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Star chuckles as they load in, “Who should we kill first?”
Scara trails behind Venti in the game, “Wait until two of them are together so we can double kill,” he offers, pretending to do tasks beside the blue character.
“I think Heizou saw me vent,” Star confesses.
“It’s been two minutes why are you this dumb?” Scara sighs as a meeting is called as expected and they all join the main chat.
Much to his surprise, Star defends themself with ease.
“I’m pretty sure Heizou vented in front of me,” Star falsely accuses, “I can’t be for sure though but he got there pretty quickly when my back was turned.”
“YOU BITCH!” Heizou yells into the mic, “You know damn well—”
“Babe,” Kazuha hums, “Deep breaths.”
“The fucking audacity,” he continues, “You’re the one who vented right in front of me!”
“Let’s just end the meeting, Heizou is trying too hard,” Scara interrupts.
“If this happens again we should vote out Heizou,” Tighnari says as the game resumes.
“I hate you all,” Heizou huffs as they all go on mute once again.
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“I’m going to kill Venti,” Star says in his ear.
“Why don’t we sabotage first and double kill?”
“But he’s literally right in front of me, I’ll let Heizou find the body,” Star adds.
“Alright,” Scara muses, tailing behind Heizou, “I’ll do tasks with him.”
He follows Heizou into the Medbay, where as expected, was Venti’s dead body.
They both join the main call and are immediately hit with accusations. None against them though.
“WHO KILLED MY VENTI,” Aether cried out.
“It can’t be Scara since he was with me,” Heizou thinks out loud, “Childe has been real silent.”
“That’s because I cannot figure out how to do shit in this game,” his best friend whines, “I would never kill Venti.”
“Can anyone back up Heizou’s location?” Star questions.
“He wasn’t with me, he’s lying,” Scara answers, his lie garnering a gasp from Heizou.
“I swear to the archons above if you guys believe him,” Heizou starts, getting riled up.
“I’m with Scara on this one,” Tighnari hums.
“No, don’t do this. Kazuha please,” Heizou wails, “You guys are making a mistake!”
“I’ll vote for Childe,” Kazuha softly laughs, not able to rid of his fondness for the other male even during a game.
“Simp,” Aether comments, “I’ll avenge you Venti.”
They all place their votes, and apart from Heizou and Kazuha, it’s unanimous.
Heizou gets voted out.
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“Why did we slay that,” Star comments, their giggles ringing in his ear once the two of them are back into their private call. He shakes the light feeling that it fills him with. Absurd.
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“I’ll admit we worked well together,” Scara hums, distracting himself from having Star directly in his ear by walking around the game’s floor plan.
“Why can’t you just admit we make a good pair?” Star asks, taunting him and following behind him.
“We don’t,” he sighs.
“We would make a great pair!”
“Mute yourself I’m sick of your voice,” he grumbles.
“You’re in your denial stage.”
“Enough, Y/N is watching.”
“You talk about them often,” Star muses.
“Jealous of my love life?” Scara smirks as they pull off a sabotage.
“Nothing to be jealous of,” Star huffs.
“You’re not slick.”
“I just think me and you fit better.”
“Is that the hill you want to die on? Because I can make that happen.”
“I’d like to see you try,” Star retaliates as they both walk into a room with Aether and Childe in it. Aether doing his tasks and Childe attempting to.
Words go unsaid as they silently agree to go through with a double kill, easily slicing their friends. A discussion wasn’t needed to know they should self-report. They worked too well together, it made his stomach churn.
“I literally saw Kazuha go in for the kill,” Star says as soon as the call loads, “I’m betting it’s him.”
“How could you accuse me of such a thing?” Kazuha muses and Scara can hear the smirk on his lips, “It was obviously you.”
“Well, there were two bodies so it’s Kazuha and someone else,” Tighnari comments.
“Unless he killed one then let the cooldown run and killed the other after,” Star thinks aloud, “We all know Childe still doesn’t know how the game works.”
“See, now you’re thinking too highly of me,” Kazuha laughs, “I can’t pull that off.”
“You didn’t because we’re going to vote you off,” Scara replies.
“Guys,” Kazuha starts, and it’s like Scaramouche can hear his pout, “This isn’t fair!”
“Life isn’t fair,” Tighnari says as he puts his vote in.
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The victory screen loads in and Star cheers in his ear.
“We did pretty well, didn’t we?” Star asks, eager for his approval.
“I guess we did, good job,” he muses, hoping Y/N stayed until the end to see him annihilate the others.
“Scara complimenting me?” Star sarcastically gasps, “A dream come true.”
“It’s more of a nightmare.”
“Are you insinuating you think of me while you sleep?” Star says, their voice in a low murmur in his ear. Scara finds himself swallowing and his cheeks growing warm.
“Stop being a perv,” he manages to croak out, joining the main call so he wouldn’t have to be stuck alone with Star for longer than he had to. He wasn’t flustered, just annoyed.
“I TOLD YOU GUYS,” Heizou shrieks as soon as everyone loads into the main voice call.
“I believed you,” Kazuha answers, a soft laugh escaping his lips.
“I’m so sorry, Venti,” Aether calls out, “I couldn’t avenge you bestie.”
“It’s alright, you served well,” Venti solemnly says.
“Can we go again I think I figured out the controls this time,” Childe ponders.
“I’m killing myself for getting duped by the duo who despise one another,” Tighnari sulks.
Scaramouche tunes them out as he gives his attention to his chat, which consists of them all complimenting his and Star’s skills. He tears his eyes away from it, calling back on all the out-of-character comments they made throughout the stream.
In response he opens up a new tab and pulls up Star’s stream, listening to how they were praising his skills. He hastily exits it.
“Let’s do another round,” Aether huffs, determined as a new game loads in.
Scaramouche exits his zoned-out state and gets back into his streamer personality, masking the incoming fleet of emotions.
He couldn’t help but steal a glance at his phone every now and then, expecting a certain someone to get his mind off everything.
No new notifications…
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behind the lens !
masterlist — prev | next
hope u guys liked the scara pov 🤭
ik u can have ten ppl in among us but i was too lazy to edit all that and realized too late so 🤷
lmk if u see urself in the twitch chat HAHA
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guys my among us knowledge is limited it has been years so dont come for me if i got shit wrong
author’s notes — BRO THESE EDITS TOOK FOREVER YALL DONT EVEN KNOW I DID EVERYTHING FROM SCRATCH INCLUDING THE CHARACTERS SO PLS LOOK AT THEM 😇 was rlly fun tho i was looking forward to editing this chapter the most
synopsis — you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?
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“wouldn’t kill ya’ to smile, wouldn’t it, baby?”
your gaze goes upward from the fire you’re building to the man standing before you.
“fuck is there to smile about?” you quip quietly, pursing your lips and turning your attention back to the task at hand.
you should’ve known that would set off your ex boyfriend. the boyfriend who should really be your ex right now. you feel him behind you and eventually in front of you when he leans down to gently grasp your face. shane tilts your chin upwards in his hand while you simply glare.
“been gettin’ real tired of your attitude.”
“makes two of us.”
something in his eyes clouds and you can nearly see the frustration bubbling beneath his surface. “you know you could really have it worse somewhere else, girl.” he lets go of your chin. “you should be happy to be here and not out there alone.”
you can’t argue with him. after these past few weeks, you’d endure whatever macho act he manufactured just to make it to safety. anything at this point to get to richmond. wherever noah’s family was posted up had to be better than cannibal country or cop city.
playing the role of shane’s personal diplomat is exhausting but it’s kept conflict from escalating more than once. without you, he would’ve for sure gotten himself killed by now. it goes both ways as you can count on more than one hand the number of times he’s saved your life.
“we had a home. we’re gonna find a new one. until then you better be thankful to have someone looking out for you.” the man explains to you. “someone takin’ care of you.”
you snort. “you should be happy i let you fuck me.”
your boyfriend’s nostrils flare. “wanna repeat that?”
you don’t spare him a glance. “be happy i haven’t left you already. if it wasn’t the fucking end of times, our relationship would be toast.” you say that like it isn’t already.
but you didn’t leave him. how could you with the world falling apart around you?
and with your newfound sense of responsibility to lori and carl, staying with shane made the most sense. why not keep trying with someone who held you at night and fought tooth and nail to protect you.
that isn’t everything though.
he narrows his eyes at you. “wouldn’t be a problem if you weren’t always findin’ one.”
“you fucking lori was a problem that i found?”
he throws his hands up. “why the fuck do you keep mentionin’ lori? that’s fucked,” he scolds your name. “that’s my daughter’s mother.”
“i’m not blaming her, i’m blaming you.” you discern. “you’ve been an asshole ever since everything happened.”
“c’mere.” shane pulls you to your feet and drags you away from the fire, leaving the task to sasha who’d been sitting nearby. shane has you on your feet and moving towards the back of the rest stop your group was posted up l in. “let’s take a walk.”
“shane! i’m about to make dinner over the fire,” you complain and pull back your arm but shane just wraps you in his embrace and wills you towards the grassy picnic area facing the forest.
“c’mon, one step at a time, baby. don’t make me carry you.”
“fucker.”
“watch it,” shane warns and steers you towards a dusty wooden gazebo where rick is standing with a radio, trying to get a signal from the looks of it.
“any luck?” shane calls out like he didn’t just forcibly walk you from the fire circle out here.
the bearded man turns around. he doesn’t have to shake his head or give you two a word to answer his friend’s question. an icy blue stare goes over you and shane.
“what’s going on?”
“oh, we just thought we’d see what you were up to. see if you were busy.” the ex-cop with his arms wrapped around you from behind declares.
rick drops his radio into his back pocket. “‘m not.”
“perfect. this one wants to thank you.”
rick’s dark brow goes up in question and you shake your head, asking, “huh?”
“what? you don’t wanna thank rick? don’t be rude, baby.”
you owe the man your life a million times over.
rick had saved you, shane, judith, carl, and the others so many times. he’d led you through the debilitating winters and the most nightmare inducing storms you could imagine facing in the end of times. metaphorical or not, rick had seen you all through more than you’d ever pay him back for.
the man who stayed up with you while you settled judith and helped you soothe the little girl who didn’t belong to either of you.
the rugged man looks on from shane to you not quite comprehending. it only takes the feel of shane’s hand on your ass to understand.
fuck. not now, shane, you plead internally.
“i want you to show our friend rick how grateful you are that he’s gotten us this far. huh?” shane places a steel hand on your back as he shoves you forward towards rick, nudging you onto your knees when you’re dawdling too much for him to tolerate. “go on.”
“shane.” the man above you warns.
“no, rick.” your boyfriend stops him, dark irises widening. “i see the way she looks at you and the way you look at her. don’t feel bad about it.” he chuckles. “think about it as payback for lori.��
a “what the fuck” is breaching your lips before you know it.
“why do you talk to her like that?” rick questions, chest puffing out slightly. “everything she’s stood you through.”
shane shrugs. “i’m just thinkin’ it’d help us all relax. lower tension, y’know. after we were almost slaughtered like cattle back there.”
your mind flashes to terminus. you hadn’t seen rick, shane, and some of the other men of your group tied up and prepared to have their throats slashed, but the scene made your stomach flip.
rick looks down at you, maybe considering the fact that he does have a lot of steam to let off. nearly a year’s worth to be honest.
“you been thinkin’ about me?” he inquires with a step closer to you, dipping his hand to cup your face.
beneath your leader, you feel small. ten feet tall, you’d feel insignificant compared to rick. that man has more guts and drive than you could ever admit to. more than shane could ever dream of. the thought scratches an itch you didn’t realize lay dormant.
“yes,” you exhale sweetly, almost giving away your giggle when shane has to pick up his jaw. “especially ever since the prison fell.”
“really?”
you nod. “thank you, rick.” you express your gratitude with parted lips. “you take such good care of all of us. if you really want to use my mouth, i would blow you.”
shane is stuttering a curse and rick just whistles.
“good girl,” shane praises. “never knew you had it in you.”
you wait on your knees for rick, beaming up at him.
rick has the look of a man considering letting his best friend’s girlfriend - who he has at least fifteen years on - blow him. he thumbs your soft lips, trying to convince himself not to. even under that newly acquired hardened exterior, rick is calculated.
it’s not until he lowers his hands at his sides and croons a, “only if you want to, darlin,” that has you undoing his belt and yanking down his pants.
you slow your roll once you come into contact with his underwear. beneath those dark blue boxers is a rock hard cock.
a noise escapes you that you hope your boyfriend doesn’t hear. rick is bigger than shane. you want to burst into laughter. shane had to have seen the outline of rick’s thick cock sometime during their years together in some locker room somewhere.
thoughts of if he’ll fit or not consume you momentarily until your hands are moving automatically and you’re met with the real thing. you feel hands in your hair and tense.
“down and up. you know how to do it.”
shane is behind you with his sturdy hands on top of your head, ready to guide you down onto his friend.
“just let her do what she wants.” rick snaps at the other man, exhaling at the feel of your hand around him.
“fine.” shane throws his hands up and goes to lean against the rest stop information board.
ever the sore loser, shane pouts but lets you sink further on your knees to begin by trailing a stripe from rick’s balls up to the tip of his cock. back down you go again to lick circles around him, working a pattern with your tongue.
the noises coming out of rick have you agreeing with shane - he really needs this. after everything, rick deserves to close his eyes and let you descend below his shaft to suckle first one side, then the other, while he lays his hands in your lustrous hair.
eventually you’re lapping around again and you circle your tongue around him, eyes widening in surprise at his moans.
shane snickers. “you like her mouth, rick? me too. don’t blow your load too early, bud, i know you probably can’t help it.”
you feel the man in your mouth tense above you. he ignores shane, snapping his hips lightly into your face instead. despite the initial humiliation of the situation and the shane of it all, you find yourself getting excited. a wet patch forms and you can tell by how hard you grind down onto yourself as rick starts to twitch.
“needy slut,” shane comments.
you roll your eyes, not missing a beat as you bob up and down on your leader. his spit covered dick disappears in and out of your mouth. you do your best to fit what you can of his length that is too large for your mouth.
rick doesn’t have a problem though. all he needs is to dig a little deeper in your hair and angle his cock down your throat. you’re so startled you gag but at the same time you moan and whimper around him.
a cry around him from a particularly harsh jostle of his pelvis against your face is what it takes to start spilling in your mouth. your foggy brain can barely decipher what to do next but you remember that you’re wearing one of your favorite sweaters and suck him dry.
rick isn’t out of your mouth when shane is nearly shoving him out of the way and grasping onto you, directing your head towards his now nude dick.
“my turn,” shane takes rick’s spot instantly, not sparing you more than a breath or two before his girthy cock is against your lips.
“that’s not good for her knees, man.” rick is saying but shane just laughs.
“you weren’t sayin’ that when you were in the one in her mouth.”
shane is taking up your mouth before you know it and you gag immediately when he drives like he’s aiming for your uvula.
your noises muffle around his cock but the sheriff looking on still hears them - is still affected by then. every pump of his fellow ex-officer’s hips made you gag, forced to swallow the burning feeling building up in your throat.
rick can’t take his eyes off you. after receiving the same treatment, he’s still mesmerized by the whole thing; the spontaneity of it, how absurd it all was, how soft and plush your mouth had been, how perfect you are.
“never knew you were such a whore,” shane groans with a gasp of your name, pushing your head down when you start to slide up and off of him to say something. “fuck, you’re so good for me, baby, always have been.”
his grip is buried in your long hair. rick observes with his half hard cock in his hand, eyebrow arching lightly at the sight of shane’s face. your boyfriend tightens his grip and before you know it his cock is thrust into your throat. a few more slams of his hips and he’s holding you firmly while you gulp down his length - and his release.
shane backs out of your mouth only to snake a rough hand down your pants.
“shane!” you’re nearly squealing when he thumbs down your panties and moves towards your sensitive patch of nerves. your face is overtaken with a blush again as your leader palms his hard on on the bench next to you.
whispering low in your ear, your boyfriend hums;
“now, you wanna show rick how grateful you are with your pussy?”
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onepiece-polls · 6 months
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One Piece Shipping War - Bonus Poll!
The winner of the poly ship bracket vs the most popular (and honestly, only) Buggy ship of the duo bracket!
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Propaganda under the cut. [contains some spoilers]
Propaganda for Cross Guild:
Idk there's something about three people who hate each other that just works.
they don't need no propaganda. I could never make propaganda like buggy the clown does in canon
mr. pathetic (buggy) paired with two actual warlords who could (but haven't !) demolished him ? it has to be love
Crocodile and Mihawk are a fucked up rich ass couple and Buggy is the chihuahua in their purse
CROSSGUILDCROSSGUILD XXX
Its cross guild. you know why (mod: as an anime-only fan, I don't, but I'm looking forward to find out 😂)
Propaganda for Shanks x Buggy:
What if we were childhood friends who gave up our drama for each other then never saw each other again for years
What can I say, I'm a fellow shuggy truther too 🤝
Shanks obviously adores Buggy, and Buggy is so tsundure~! Mr 'I hate Shanks'-but-will-take-every-opportunity-to-talk-about-him-and-be-with-him.
Oden says in his journal that he can't tell if they're friends of enemies, and I just love that. Plus when you add in the revelation about Shanks and Buggy in the recent chapters.
They're childhood friends. They're exes. They've been married for 20 years. They're opposites. They're the same. They're silly goofy guys who make me want to cry my heart out. Red/Blue is always meant to be.
Buggy """""HATES""""" Shanks. This hate is so strong that he WILL yell at this red-haired bastard despite the fact that he is a coward, who is terrified of all the Emperors. Everyone thinks this is strange. However, when you grow up with said Emperor on the same boat, watching him stumble over his feet as he's trying to learn to use a sword, stuck scrubbing the whole deck because he was stupid enough to prank "Dark King" Rayleigh, and make that same stupid pouty face every time his Conqueror's Haki doesn't do anything because he is an itty bitty child, most of that fear gets pretty quelled. Also, that same fucker lost an arm because he's a DUMBASS and he deserves to be made fun of for it (not because Buggy is worried and missed him not at all no no Shanks is just DUMB and needs to be TOLD he is dumb more. But just by Buggy. Because Buggy has known his idiocy forever. He has earned the right to yell at this stupid, stupid Emperor for being a self-sacrificing fool and for giving away that stupid hat and... Wait, hang on, when did this bastard get hot!? WHAT THE FUC-) And Shanks just keeps smiling at Buggy and his antics because he has 100% been in love with him since they were children (his actions while they were on the Roger pirates are the DEFINITION of pigtail-pulling as flirting) and he is just happy to see that he's safe while being exactly the same larger-than-life clown he always knew. He would gladly give up his life of sluttery (that I am convinced this man has. Just look at how he exists) if Buggy would just agree to join his crew, but will not push him if he doesn't want to. He just loves his pretty clown from a distance and waits. TLDR: Buggy is mad that he's in love with Shanks and Shanks just likes existing with and/or annoying Buggy (they come as a pair). GOD I just love childhood friends to lovers bro. Just let the cabin boys kiss.
[Spoiler Warning] Red and Blue gays! Emperor husbands! Childhood friends to enemies to lovers!
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romanarose · 3 months
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Favorites of 2023
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Hi! I've seen a lot people doing these so I thought I would too!
These are all sorts of Oscar Issac/Pedro Pascal fics that delighted me this year <3
I tried to keep it to one rec per author just because I have soooooo many friends with wonderful fics and blogs who deserve recognition
If yours didn't make it, NO FEAR you are still wonderful to me &lt;3
Everything is labeled properly in the fic so be warned, many of this contains dark!
3 series that I couldn't stop thinking about
Hungry Hearts By @atinylittlepain: The Last of Us, A Bruce Springsteen themed Joel series? SHEEEEEEEESH
Yearling by @justagalwhowrites : The Last of Us, Jackson!Joel and a victim of prolonged sexual assault. If you know me, you know I love a traumatized reader healing with the power of love and friendship
The Fractured Moon by @melodygatesauthor : Moon Knight, NON CON, dark moon boys is always a slay but the way Marc is so tortured and Steven is so needy?!?!?!?! Mels characterization of Steven may or may not have influenced my Ben in ROF
Three fics that rewired my brain
On the Waterfront by @beefrobeefcal : Triple Frontier, Now, I've always loved a tubby man with a belly (who else had a crush on Samwise Gamgee in LOTR?) BUT DARK FRANKIE?!?!?!?! Turned it into a full obsession.
I can be your pretty girl by @walkintotheriveranddisappear : The Last of Us, Wow, I devoured every single chapter!!! I thinka bout it so much, ESPECIALLY that scene with Tommy... I've never looked at a pool ball the same way.
Dancing With Wolves by @hon3yboy : Moon Knight, Now, I'm not the biggest monster fucker out there, but this?!?!?!?! WEREWOLF MARC SPECTOR??? Unwell about it.
3 times men jerking off was hot
Caught by @toxicanonymity : The Last of Us, I've mentioned in the authors note for Keep Cry'n that this fic inspired it, it's one I go back to allllll the time
Take Care of me Tonight by @missdictatorme : Moon Knight, Jake is horny and lonely and jerks of..... reader helps, and makes our boy feel special <3
Pent Up by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin : Narcos, Javi is... well... pent up, needs to let loose! and boy does he.
4 times it got gay bc something is wrong with me and I couldn't decide
Behind Enemy Lines by @astroboots : Triple Frontier, Y'all know how much I love this series, seeing as I wrote a fic for it XD but this chapter is something i always hold close <3
Captain of the team by @writefightandflightclub : Triple Frontier, MAAAAAANNNNN this fic is why I will never be the same as a person.
Trine by @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction : Sucker Punch. Anyone who reader blue jones should be reading this. Incredible.
What if he never had to go? by @velocibeewords : Triple Frontier, The infamous series I read on my friend bachelorette weekend! So good I couldn't put it down, going so far as to read it at a casino XD Benny and Santi, my babies
3 times underused characters shined
Oxford Comma by @whatthefishh : The Two Faces of January, Tell me, how does someone take a character with almost no following and make a series so damn beloved by many??? Only Mona could.
My Ex's Tapes by @runa-falls : Lighteningface, Basil Stilt AND Jake Lockley??!?! God bless this mess hnnggggg
I'm Getting What's Mine by @winniethewife : The Card Counter, dub con, I think we as a society need more William Tell, and sensory deprivation to break down reader? Amazing.
3 times they talked dirty to me *trumpet noises*
Not a Survivalist Girl by @tightjeansjavi and @chaotic-mystery : The Last of Us, when they finally fuck??? HELLO?!?!! unreal
Only Daddy That'll Walk the Line by @millerscoffee : The Last of Us, Joel is so degrading and condescending in this I think about it so much it's fucking unreal.
Making Trouble by @juneknight : Moon Knight, The fic that completly fried the brains of the moon knight fandom. "You cried like I was killing you—except you were begging me not to stop" yeah. Yeah...
3 times there were three or more
The story of us by @pimosworld : Triple Frontier, This series has a special place in heart bc Priscilla said I influenced a lo of it with the characterizations and thats such a big honor. Priscilla Is so talented and I adore how she writes these guys... and the FishBen wins my heart
Eyes on Me by @cavillscurls : The Last of Us, Soft Joel? Tommy watches? AFTERCARE?!?!?! Y'all know how much I love aftercare.... I should read this again shouldn't I?
Run the Table by @katiexpunk : The Last of Us, MORE TOMMY JOEL THREESOME! MORE!!!! This one came out recently so its still fresh in my mind
3 Times I should NOT have been into that
No Soul to Sell @atticrissfinch : The Last of Us, NON CON V DARK, this is the fic that made me like... yeah I'm into piss. No doubt. It was so dark and hot ;-;
Plushies Series by @pedge-page The Last of Us, Haru knows how much I love this, and it was a toss up between this and their piss kink but seeing as I got that above.... plushes needs more love bc its so soft and domestic and horny <3
Plaything by @missannwinchester : The Last of Us, wow, I adored this fic… then I lost it!!!! Thank you to everyone who helped find it bc it’s one of my favs. I wanna be Joel’s lil doll he dresses up 🥺
3 times I said “this is underrated af”
No One But Me by @koshkamartell : The Last of Us, Are y'all tired of me talking about this fic yet? Koshka told me my series The Wrong Way inspired this so it's special to my heart <3
Safe by @criticallyacclaimedstranger and @apascalrascal : Triple Frontier, Cal has so many good Frankie one shots it was hard to pick, but this one is sooooo soft. We love Frankie being willing to listen and learn.
Through the Scope by @ssuperficialspacecadett : Triple Frontier, Y'all know I love a traumatized reader learning to heal, but his fic is fantastic bc it's a traumatized reader who has done a lot of the work already and is strong and brave as it is <3 Also, all 4 of the guys are her friends now which is the best way to have a fic
Thank you all soooooo much for all these amazing fics and for a great 2023! Well. Not so great, I had terrible time lol but y'all were my solace <3
If you feel so inclined, check out my best of year wrapped for both RomanaRose and Romana-after-dark
I'm not gonna say 2024 is my year, I leanred my lesson XD I am approaching 2024 with RESPECT. It will be the year it is.
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that-goth-bisexual · 2 months
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Fuckin’ Mine!
MDNI - 18+ Material. You’ve been warned!
Part 1
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Cw: sex (p in v), dropping the F word so many times, overstimulation, pain (nothing extreme), arguing, roughness, man is rude af when he’s mad mad, a hint of rage, oral, pet names (brat/slut/cum dumpster/whore/sweetheart/honey), creampie, slight bit of fluff.
After about 4 months of being in Law’s crew, you’ve already gotten used to his introverted behavior and tendencies as such. But out of the blue, he was so worked up and filled with not-so-silent rage. What you didn’t know was that his buddy Luffy had screwed up the mission (no surprise) to arrive on an island undetected, but of course his eager dumbass self was bound to get into trouble - causing Law to lose his shit and having to save Luffy. After everything finally settled and being back on track, you couldn’t help but notice a bunch of racket going on in Law’s office behind a closed door.
And you got curious…
You were in your room when you heard a loud crash and shuffling across the hall. “What the fuck?” You whispered to yourself with furrowed brows, not thinking completely as you too focused on studies until that very moment. Concerned about the noise, you got up to check.
Upon opening the door, you saw nothing in the hall. You waited a moment to confirm the sound. Like on queue, more thrashing and loud sounds erupted again - this time it was coming from the closed door at the other end of the hall. You rushed towards the door and realized it was Law’s room, vividly remembering his ‘DO NOT DISTURB’ sign on the door and how he specifically told everyone not to interrupt his isolated space.
More destructive and glass breaking sounds ensue as you stood by the closed door. Then you hear him yelling to himself.
“That fucking idiot! Always getting shit in the way! I’m gonna strangle the fuck out of him!” Law spat bitterly. You could not believe what you were hearing as this wasn’t the captain that you’ve barely got acquainted with. It was such a shock to witness how foul mouthed he was for such a cool tempered guy that rarely did well with interactions.
Ignoring his boundary from before, you walked in as you were deeply concerned for him. Overseeing the possible consequences, you still quietly entered. That’s when you saw him flip the desk over to its side.
Fuck. Why were you getting turned on???
Your eyes widened at the trashed sight as his back faces you - he never heard you come in as he was too busy fucking up his office. He fixed the desk angrily and then slammed his palms on it painfully as he breathed heavily while seeing red. “I swear to god, when I get my hands on that fucker, I’m gonna-“ his words were cut off as there was a sound of the door slamming shut from the wind sucking it into its frame, making you jump in surprise. His attention snapped towards the sound, putting you in his line of sight. Frustration and rage colored his face red as he glared at you.
“And what do you want? Can’t you read the damn sign?” He snarled through his gritted teeth. You couldn’t move an inch as you felt like a deer caught in headlights. Fuck, what do you even say now?
His breathing became rapid as he gets even angrier by the lack of your response.
“I know damn well you can fucking speak.” Law hissed in an acidic tone as he walked towards you in a quick stride - now pinning you to the door with his hand on your wrists over your head. You could feel his fingers digging into your skin painfully and firmly. It was so sudden, you were so lost on why he would lose his cool like this. “I-I’m sorry.” You murmured softly as you feel an aching lump in your throat.
“That’s it? You’re sorry? Do you not comprehend and ounce of respect for your captain? Huh?” He barked into your face as you continue battling the pain in your throat and the stinging tears in your eyes. You didn’t want to be upset as you wanted to understand where he’s coming from. And his words did hurt in the slightest bit. And then you pushed through the lump in your throat and the tears now streaming down your face - letting something explode in you and making him have it your way.
“Fuck you! I came here because I was worried about you. Why can’t you just calm down?” Your voice shook with anger and nervousness, now feeling somewhat regretful with the choice of words. It just left an uncomfortable sour taste in your mouth.
Law scoffed. “Calm down? Y/N, you’ve got a lot of fuckin’ nerve to be spouting that shit to me. Calming down is the last damn thing on my mind right now. And for you to come barging into my room without permission? Give me a goddamn break!” His voice laced with resentment while he clenched his jaw.
His fingers dug into your wrists even more, making you wince as his piercing topaz eyes bore through yours. More tears streamed down your face angrily.
“And what’s with these tears, huh? If you’re gonna cry, I’ll give you something to fuckin’ cry about…” Law growled as he suddenly flips your body to face the door while he pinned your arms behind your back with one hand - one leg setting you in place between your thighs. He tightens his grip as he leaned over to your shoulder and ear.“And the fact that you’re dressed like a pretty little slut doesn’t help at all. Don’t think I never noticed, brat.” His voice deepens while he huffed softly into your ear as he pressed himself into you - pressing you into the door even more. “B-but-” You whimpered as he growled some more into your already pink ears.
“Cut the bullshit, Y/N. Every man here has been eyeing you like I have since you’ve joined. The way you wear that skimpy crop top and shorts that reveal too little to the imagination - such shameful thinking. I know this game all too well.” Law’s words were like ice as you froze from the pure shock of what he said. And he was right, you wore those types of clothes for specific attention. You didn’t want to admit it, but he nailed it right on the head.
“You don’t mean that, Law. You’re just upset.” You sheepishly tried to reason him, but you didn’t want to be found out - let alone him. Because he was the one you’re after as that tiny crush for him since that day you both met had only grew so much lately.
Without a warning, he grabs a fist full of your hair and firmly yanked it back, letting a gasp escape from your lips while wide eyed. “Quit toying me, brat. Unless you’re begging to be treated like one.” Your jaw fell as those words made you feel something - your stomach tightening with…excitement? He stopped pinning you to the door as he lets go of your hair, flipping you again to face him. His hand now gripping at your neck with his eyes pinpointing yours. The swift movement has made you feel warmer, no, hotter. And that heat was emitting from your already wet cunt. Your face glowed bright red as you continue to look into his golden eyes.
He reads your face, a smirk formed on his face. “You’re enjoying this? That look - it’s similar to a whore in heat.” Law laughed in mockery and arousal. Words were caught in your throat as you wanted to speak, but your thoughts were somewhere else. He then ripped off your shirt at ease, as if it was merely paper, now revealing your dark purple lace bra. Then he yanked your shorts down, also finding you wearing a matching thong.“Purple today, hm? Must be my lucky fuckin’ day, because I hate purple.” He sneered, but his eyes said something else. They were hungry.
“L-law…” Your voice shook once more, but in excitement. His eyes shot back up to yours after he marveled at the sight before him. A grin spreads into a devious smile on his face.
That’s when he quickly unhooks your bra and letting it hit the floor, along with your panties after yanking them down. A long string of your arousal stuck to the panties and now sticking onto your thighs. Law caught the glistening of your wetness at the corner of his eye - sending his thoughts on overdrive. “Seems like the crew’s favorite whore is wet for me. Isn’t that right, brat?” He smirks while palming his already hard cock in his uncomfortably tight pants. He takes this moment as a chance to free his large and throbbing cock, just letting the it hit his stomach with a thick tap sound.
“You know, Y/N. I’ve had a pretty shitty day. Now that you’re here in front of me, looking like a nice cum dumpster - I might as well take out my rage on this lewd and shameless body of yours. You fuckin’ got that?”
My god. The nice captain that you greeted this morning at the breakfast table with that soft smile is no longer in the room with you - it was a devil that had been closed off for so long…only to come out and play.
Law wasted no time as he towers over you while he plays with your wet cunt’s folds with the tip of his angry looking cock. The cherry red mushroom head bullies the puffy folds, then dragging up to harshly tap on your sore clit. He smeared your wetness messily all over your cunt as you mewled, earning another smirk from him. He crooned as he stares into your eyes with thirst and lust. “Do you feel that, brat? My cock is angry too. And you’re gonna make it all better for me. Because I fuckin’ deserve it!” He slides his cock hands free between your wet and sensitive folds, gently humping into your heat.
“Look at how wet you are, sweetheart. You’re practically drooling all over my cock and balls!” He laughed in slight astonishment. All you could say was nothing but have moans and whimpers pour out of your mouth like damn fountain. Then you finally scrapped up enough strength for it.
“‘S too much… L-law. Pleeaase.” You pouted softly as beads of tears sit at the corners of your eyes while this sensation was too much to handle at the moment. He laughed mockingly. “Too much to handle? How do you think I’m feeling here? This is your fault, Y/N!” Law’s face inches towards yours as he growled threw his clenched jaw.
“And guess what, sweetheart? I’m gonna have your pretty bratty self sprawled out on my damn desk like the whore that you are. Because you’re all fuckin’ mine tonight!” He shows a menacing smirk as he slowly enters inside your tight wet cunt.
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Sorry to cut this short, believe me, I didn’t intend on making this have a second part. I wanted to do a full send, but I have unfortunately reached my peak in my high…I am very eepy at the moment as it’s 7:22am now and I need shleeep for my brains. Anyways, stay tuned and don’t forget to like and reblog. Thanks everyone and I hope you all enjoyed this! Including ! Night y’all. 💕
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epione-xx · 1 year
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BABY, PLEASE
WARNING. THIS. IS. A. SMUT!!!! And a fever dream. Idk what was happening when I wrote this but…eh.
CONTAINS: breeding kink, master/pet play, situationship, lingerie + nudes, unsafe sex (plz never do this in real life)
There also could be a pt2 if you guys want 👀
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‘Lmao no, I’m with a guy’
Damian gripped his phone tightly in his hand and frowned, reading and re-reasing the text again before texting back himself, only using one word.
‘Who?’
And when she didnt reply, he scoffed an threw his phone into his backseat. The crinkle of a bag signalling it had been caught and he hand taking it further than intended.
And then he tapped the wheel impatiently, thinning and thinking and…then finally turning around to grab his phone again to see if she had texted back, and seeing she hadn’t yet, he groaned and leaned back before grabbing the bag of his newly bought ‘essentials’.
Now these essentials weren’t really…well what you think. Instead it was a pack of condoms and other various things that ranged from a box of chocolates to a newly bought phone charger since he had forgotten his own.
He always forgot his charger when going to her house, being fair…most of the times he went there when he was frustrated with his father and then she would…help him through it…
And it started off like that. He had a fight with his father, stormed out and drove off in his car before remembering that he had forgotten any type of protection, which then lead into a trip to the store, which lead to him buying everything he thought was needed before texting his hook up to se did she wanted anything…
And that’s why the dreaded text came. The one that said she was with a guy.
Damian pursed his lips and decided to indulge himself in one of the chocolates he had gotten, unwrapping the shiny blue foil of it before popping it into his mouth and opting to scroll thought instagram for a bit.
His instagram wasn’t interesting per say. A bunch of art and a few posts from various friends here and there…it was all boring until he saw the little green dot under her photo.
Now was his chance.
‘What happened to the guy?’ He texts ‘wouldn’t be active on instagram if you ever evening fucked. We all know your not competent enough to do two things at once’
Rolling over her bed and pulling her pillow to her chest, Y/n snorted at Damian’s text and rolled her eyes, that mother fucker was just jealous.
‘Didn’t work out. He was way to kinky’
she was hoping for a rise out of him, something- anything, brining her lip she watched as the little dotted bubble pop up before going back down again.
Letting out a sigh she rolled over again and carefully looks to her wardrobe, maybe she had a good idea…
And so getting up, she carefully walked over. Careful to not make any sudden noise in hope she wouldn’t wake anyone up.
She dressed herself in a elegant green set of lace- a new one that she had gotten for Damian…using Damian’s card, being fair- he asked he too.
Soon y/n set up the camera and placed it close to her thighs, you couldn’t see her face- but that was the point. She knew Damian hates not being able to see her face…
And so she snapped a shot, sending it straight to him with the caption. ‘I feel so empty without you’
Damian stared wide eyed, his pants were getting tight and he could physically feel himself grow to be in more pain as he stared at the photo- how dare she do this to him!
And so he set the phone down and took a deep breath, trying to remain calm…before his phone dinged again.
And before he could eve consider what the text could be, he picked it up and hurriedly searched for her name.
Bingo, it was another photo.
This time it was in the same set but the camera was more focused on her chest, showing her boobs off proudly with the caption ‘id like to be fuller, please daddy.’
And Damian stared, and searched for words before texting one thing back.
‘What if I fill you with my cum? My heirs? You wouldn’t feel so lonely and empty then would you? You would be filled with your lord all the time…’
His pants tightened. He never realised that he could have a thing for her in that way…he never realised he had a breeding kink.
And so he set off to her place
The woman at the other end of the line flushed deeply at Damian’s words and squeezed her legs together, that had to be int of the most sexy things he had ever said to her…and imagining herself pregnant, full with his child…and even better, being claimed by him in that way…it excited her.
There were so many things she was thinking of now. Things she had never even dreamed off…it was like she was in a haze.
But knowing Damian, he was teasing her. He would never make any of that a reality…so she set off for the shower, trying to wash away the arousal.
…or so she thought, the bathroom door opened, Samoa standing there both flushed and hard as he looked at her.
“Damian!” She shrieked as she stared at him “what the hell! How did you get in?”
“Spare key” he stalked closer, a primal instinct in his eyes as he stared at her and slowly Pepe’s the glass door.
Her face flushed aa she stared at him, watching as he underdress himself. “What are you doing?” She asks, almost sounding meek.
“You think I was kidding?” He asks her, looking her body up and down before licking his lips. His cock growing even harder. “You think I was joking beloved?”
She felt herself grow wetter and she slowly nods “I mean, I guess I was?” She says. “I never pictured you as the da-“
She didn’t get to finish, Damian had turned off the taps and had picked her up. Throwing her over his shoulder before he set off too her bedroom. Placing her on the bed….right in front of her floor to ceiling mirror.
“Look at yourself” he set her upon his lap, fingers dancing across her stomach and chest “look at how pretty you’d be holding my heir, how beautiful you would look…” he sucked hickies into her neck.
“You would be so swollen, so needy..and I’d fuck you every single day.” He purred
Her head rolled back into his neck and she arched her back as Damian’s fingers went to her nipples and he pinched them lightly, rolling the buds between his finger tips before he grinds into her.
“Your beautiful tits…they would hold so much milk” he smirked “it would leak out of you as I fucked you, you wouldn’t be able to control it and if drink from you every day”
She shuddered and closed her eyes as she felt this hand move from her chest to her stomach, rubbing lightly before he dived the down and pulled her thighs apart.
“Would you enjoy having my baby?” He purred “like a good little slut?”
She gasps and nods in a hurry “I would, I would so much my lord. As long as you were next to me I would enjoy anything~” she clenched around thin air and moans.
He smirked and slowly began to rub her clit, making sure to tease her. “You would be so sexy” he hummed “so beautiful, I’d fuck you all throughout your labour”
She flushed even more “Damian!” She whines loudly “please~ please fuck me now. Put your baby in me-“
She gasps as she was picked up and throw onto the bed mercilessly, thought being opened by his rough and calloused hands before he looked at her “are you ready for my child? Or do you need me to put a condom on?”
She stared at him and felt herself grow hotter “I need your baby. I need to be pregnant with your baby…to be your queen”
He smirked and nods before he slowly thrusted into her, letting out a satisfied moan at how she clenched around him.
She gasps in pleasure and clawed at his back “just give me a moment”
In a sweet moment, he nods na splayed a soft kiss on her lips before trailing it down to her chest “why don’t I show you how good it’ll feel?”
She nods and moaned as his lips began to suck on her nipple, soon enough she was grinding on him- begging for more.
And that’s when he began to thrust. Lifting his head up and staring at her deep in the eyes as the bed creaked beneath them.
“Good girl” he groaned “such a good girl for me. You’ll be rewarded pet~” he moans as he kissed her.
She gasps and moans as she dig her nails into his back, wrapping her legs around his waist.
“Damian!” It was a sharp gasp, her toes curled as she came around his cock, which then sent him over the edge to cum inside her, burying himself as far into her as he could before he felt himself explode and paint her walls white.
She took deep breaths, heart beating out of her chest as she looked up at him “thank you master” she whispers
He also took deep breaths and pressed soft kisses to her hairline “thank you beloved” he says “please. Be my one and only…be my wife”
She smiles and nods “always”
Even if they had skipped a couple of steps…they were both happy in the end…and who knew what the future held.
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raisedbythetv89 · 5 months
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OK.
ALRIGHT.
It’s official…I’ve gone insane but it’s all their fault for being such insanely talented actors who gave so much nuance to their performances
I hadn’t given this moment in “Crush” the attention it deserves but the reason it’s so important is this is the first time Buffy lays eyes on Spike after Dawn tells her Spike is completely in love with her and Spike is literally at her house charming her family and planning to ask her out on their first date NOT date aka the biggest and boldest move he has made in an attempt to move them from enemies to lovers
She’s been going on and onnnn about how sick and wrong it is and how freaked out she is about the idea of “the slayer” and “the slayer of slayers” in love since she found out BUT THEN SHE ACTUALLY LAYS EYES ON HIM AND SEES HIM FITTING PERFECTLY INTO HER FAMILY AND LIFE AND MAKING HER MOM SMILE AND HER SISTER FEEL NORMAL AND SAFE and she has this like soft shocked bewilderment and she’s looking to him like “care to explain why you’re sitting on my kitchen counter rn?” (them having secret conversations with just their eyes in front of her family makes me insane 😩) and not one single look of disgust that she’s been claiming to feel all day because she’s surprised and therefore her guards aren’t up
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And he’s got his terrified deer in headlights look he gets every time he first sees her unexpectedly 😭
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and it’s SO CUTE because he is so terrified and he knows this is lunacy and the idea of them is insane and makes no sense but still in his heart of hearts he is a brave, vulnerable romantic. Shooting his shot just like he did with Cecily because “fella’s gotta try” compared to Angel who stalked her for over a YEAR before introducing himself and was the most wishy-washy, bread crumbing mother fucker when it came to actually being with her and Riley who had to be told he liked her and then had to get a bunch of help from Willow before he even made a move. Riley and Angel are genuinely both cowards who want to play the hero but never truly had the courage to do so which is why they always infantilized and shamed/guilted Buffy into being smaller to make them feel bigger which is the CORE of why Spike is literally the only one of all of Buffy’s romantic interests worthy of her because of his bravery, despite knowing with the utmost certainty he will fail and get hurt over and over again, that doesn’t stop him from trying anyway. He’s the only one brave enough and tbh crazy enough to love Buffy Summers in the ways she both needs and deserves.
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And I SWEAR the softness in her gaze and overall demeanor of dazed bewilderment and considering what she’s seeing in front of her just gives off this vibe to me that a part of her really likes the scene she’s walked into, the part of her Dawn represents that’s considering, again (but now with new light because I think she’s already considered it after “Something Blue”) what her life would be like if she dated Spike. It’s this TINY MOMENT of her girlhood that still exists under her slayer armor shining through - she’s seeing her (forbidden) crush after finding out she’s his (forbidden) crush too and he’s in her kitchen!! Making an effort with her family and he’s so CUTE and laughing and she basically classic Buffy swoons over a cute boy for just a second before her armor is back on and it’s actually too much for me
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AND SPIKE uggghh 😭 he shifts sitting up taller like his inner William standing up when his lady walks in combined with his punk persona that meets every challenge head on but always with a bit of attitude and swagger. Already ready for the battle that is William the Bloody trying to love The Slayer.
This tiny moment of unspoken communication and body language perfectly encompasses what they both bring out in and give to each other and I’m obsessed. Spike brings out the abandoned young girl who is soft and vulnerable and just needs love and support and Buffy gives our brave, big-hearted, protective warrior looking for his place of belonging and people finally worthy of his love that he can care for and protect.
Am I insane for writing all of this about a 2 second clip? Yes, yes I am but this moment is IMPORTANT and it happens so quickly yet it contains so much and completely backs up what I already knew about this episode which was that the only reason Buffy was making such a big deal about Spike being in love with her is because she’s VERY attracted to him but that was so much easier to ignore before she knew the feelings were reciprocated. If she didn’t care about Spike she wouldn’t care about his feelings because they would be of no consequence to her but now…. her crush on her mortal enemy that’s killed two slayers wasn’t a big deal because it was literally never gonna happen…… suddenly could happen and she was SO unprepared for how to handle all of that and so overcompensating the entire episode and beyond 😹😹😹 because also it’s been well established how perceptive Spike is about how people are doing and what they’re feeling so when he says he knows there is something between them he’s not being delusional he is right on the money which freaks her out even more because how could he know about something she didn’t know about herself AGAIN 😹
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stellamancer · 5 months
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this is all @shotorus's fault.
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You don't mean to stare, really, you don't.
Especially when you are well, well aware that it's what Gojo wants. You know better than anyone that if there's anything that he enjoys it is the knowledge that your eyes, your attention, your focus is on him. He covets it, revels in it, luxuriates in it like it is his god-given right.
But it's not.
And you have every intent of reminding him of that fact.
Which is why you don't mean to stare and, honestly, you don't even know how it happened; one second, you were looking over your phone, and the next your eyes were glued to his backside, watching— staring as he removed his shirt.
For three seconds, your gaze is filled with the view of the expanse of the smooth skin that makes up his backside. He's more muscular than you thought, and why wouldn't he be? You know as well the next person that he's a skilled martial artist so it makes sense— but there's a difference between knowing and seeing. Gojo is always wearing loose fitting shirts and oversized jackets and with a technique that can destroy a curse without even lifting a finger, it's easy, so, so easy to just think he's just lankly limbs and flat body underneath all those clothes. The t-shirt he's pulling off shows just a peek of his toned biceps and somehow the room suddenly feels a few degrees hotter.
"Like what you see?"
Gojo's playful and amused voice yanks you back to reality, your blood feeling like it's on fire at the sound. You rip your gaze from him and to make sure that your eyes, which feel like they may have a mind of their own, don't try to sneak another few eyefuls of the image of his body, you turn your head away from him.
"What are you talking about?" you ask, trying to play it off.
He chuckles. "Caught ya staring, didn't I?"
"I wasn't staring," you lie, though if there is anything else you know about Gojo, it's that he loves only hearing what he wants to hear.
"You were so staring," he says. "Not that I can really blame you..."
Gojo laughs as you make a disgusted sound. "Why are you even changing in the teacher's lounge anyway? Don't you have your own personal office?"
"I don't see the problem here... we're both adults, aren't we?" he counters, completely and totally avoiding your question. You don't really need him to answer actually; you know the truth is that he just wanted you to look, to stare at him and damn him and damn you too because you both know he got exactly what he wanted.
"Do you have any sense of shame?" you ask, scowling.
You hear the sound of rustling fabric— Gojo putting on another shirt, mingling with the sound of Gojo snickering, entertained as he always seems to be whenever he's with you. "That requires having something to be ashamed of, you know."
You roll your eyes. "You have plenty to be ashamed of."
"Oh? Like what?"
"Your absolutely terrible and insufferable personality."
Gojo is silent. He can't argue with you on that one and you both know it. You think maybe you might have one-upped him this time, but then he laughs. "Sure, but you weren't staring at my personality, now were you?"
Now you're the speechless one, the desire to knock some sense into Gojo taking the place of any verbal response.
He must be done getting dressed because you hear him move, circling around you and forcing himself into your field of vision. Gojo’s changed into a different shirt, a dress shirt, with the top unbutton left undone, cursing you with an eyeful of his collarbone. The blindfold is gone too, those hauntingly blue eyes of him out in full force. You have no doubt that this fucker is doing this all on purpose. He grins at you, looking offensively smug, victorious even.
"...and good thing I can't,” you finally retort, feeling vicious at the sight of him, “because even a peek of that and I think I'd go permanently blind."
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haideneus · 6 months
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You’re as beautiful as the day I lost you
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Gojo Satoru x reader
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Summary: You’re grieving over the love of your life – for the second time. You still can’t make sense of the sight that greets you at your door.
Word count: 1.4k
Tags: 236 spoilers, hurt/comfort topped with angst and just a tinyyy sprinkle of spice
Note: 236 spoilers! the past two eps + reading 236 was worse than getting broken up with so here’s the comfort fic we needed bc reject canon accept fanon fk it we ball. (doing public service here fr)
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Battered, bruised, and bloody – but not broken. 
That was the sight you were greeted with when you opened the door to your apartment. Gojo Satoru – in the flesh. Your hands were still glued to the doorknob, eyes wide and mouth gaping from pure shock and panic when you saw his current state. 
Oh god. You must be hallucinating again. 
“Hey darlin’,” he greets you with a shit-eating grin and immediately regrets his decision when he winces in pain, leaning on the doorframe to support himself. You immediately rush towards him on instinct, tenderly grabbing his arm and mentally scanning the severity of his wounds all over his body. It’s solid where you touch. 
Real. He’s real. Relief washes over you. You didn’t dare to let go of your hand, in case your senses were lying to you and you’ve truly gone crazy and he’ll disappear into thin air the next second –
Wait. The fucker still has the strength to make joke like this? Did he even realize how many nights you’ve spent weeping into his shirt praying to whatever god that’s out there for them to bring him back to life, to you?
You had to mourn him. Twice. 
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From the moment he got sealed, you waited for him day and night because you knew deep down he was always going to come back, even if it took a thousand years. 
You’d speak to the air like he was still there, your brain supplying you with his playfully narcissistic replies because you memorized every single little quirk of his by heart. You had to put reminders everywhere so that you wouldn’t waste more food after accidentally cooking his portion 5 days in a row like he was just on a long mission. You knew his students and comrades were still out there, fighting. So you had to stay strong and fight for him too. 
He came back to you after 20 days. You blamed the gods for not letting him out earlier, but you also thanked them for listening to your prayers. You took your time exploring his new physique that night and joked that maybe they should’ve let him stay in the box just a little bit longer.
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You felt it when he died. Because you shared the same soul. That sinking feeling in your gut and dreading to pick up that call from Shoko while your phone haunted you with its ring. You felt something vanish in your soul that moment — half of you ripped away by the mocking of fate itself. 
You knew something was off when you sent him off to deal with Sukuna. But what could you have done? You were an ex-jujutsu sorcerer, and Satoru wouldn’t have forgiven himself if god forbid anything happened to you. There wasn’t an option for begging him to stay even after his sealing. Who would’ve done it if not for him? He was the strongest after all. The world depended on him.
It’s just that you wished that he remembered he was your whole world too. 
You spent countless sleepless nights waiting for him to pop up somewhere to scare you and tell you that it was all a prank. The nights you did sleep you’d wake up sobbing from your nightmare of him dying in your arms only to realize he wasn’t there next to you to tell you that there was nothing to worry about.
How dare he leave you behind. He said he’d win – then why didn’t he come back?
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But now he’s here again, with those piercing blue eyes and snow-white hair, just slightly a little longer. Still the same old Gojo Satoru who threw his pencil at you in class back when you were still at Jujutsu High just to get your attention because you deemed the guy immature, while he deemed you the most gorgeous human being to grace the earth.
He sees the quivering of your lips and tears threatening to break free and his gaze softens – the sight of you breaking makes his heart clench. Satoru forcefully pulls you into his embrace, wrapping his hands around you tighter than ever, even when his muscles and wounds screams at him for doing so. He wouldn’t dare let go.
He still smells of fresh laundry under the sun. 
You let yourself count to five to truly confirm his presence before you wrapped your arms around him hesitantly; still recovering from the turmoil of emotions you went through the past week and the relief that came after now that he’s here, with you.
You let the walls you built crumble down in shambles. You didn’t have to pretend that it was okay for him to sacrifice himself anymore – because it wasn’t. It wasn’t fair for you. You knew that; he knew that. So when you crumple his favorite shirt from holding on so tight, he doesn’t complain about your tears seeping through it.
-
Satoru’s hands soothe your back, his warmth seeping through the thin material of your shirt – his t-shirt that you’ve slept in all these nights that almost didn’t smell like him anymore. “Sorry I didn’t come for you sooner. Shoko wouldn’t let me leave until ‘my body is fully healed’ and all that”, mocking her tone. “It still isn’t though, I escaped while she was tending the others.” he flashes his playful smile and winks at you, “I had to come see my girl.”. 
The world would end but he’d still crawl back to you. Just because it’s you, and you were his.  
You pull back and glare at him, eyes still drying from the tears. You wanted to whack him in the head for disobeying Shoko’s orders and putting his well-being at risk once again. But who were you to complain? You were selfish – and you missed him dearly. 
“I’ve missed you so much you idiot.” you punched him lightly in the chest. “Ow ow oww, my love, you’re gonna give me a hemorrhage,” clutching his chest dramatically. “Can’t believe I survived Sukuna just to be killed again by my girlfriend herself,” he mumbles and grins like a fox.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way though.” Something in his demeanor changes, his playfulness replaced by a look of longing and sincerity, as if there was some truth mixed in with his statement. 
You stop yourself from pondering what he meant by it. No more glooming over worst-case scenarios now that he’s here. “Okay Mr. drama king,” you coo. 
He rests his chin on the top of your head as you curl up in his embrace. 
“And I’ve missed you too.” he sighs, tension leaving his body completely. 
-
Satoru breaks the moment of serenity and lifts his hand to cup your face, tilting your chin to look up at him – taking you in. He peers under those delicate lashes and notices the shadows under your eyes and your slightly sunken cheeks from all those nights you stayed awake and all those meals you could barely eat, guilt slowly eating him from within. His other hand tenderly strokes the nape of your neck, weaving those delicate fingers around the strands of your hair, atoning for all the times you longed for him to return home to you.
“I’m not going anywhere, princess. I promise.”
His sincere gaze travels from your eyes to your mouth, fingers brushing your lips before he leans in and seals his promise with a kiss. His slightly chapped lips fit perfectly against yours, moving slowly because he knows you have all the time in the world to savor each other. There only exists this particular moment in the present where your souls intertwine after all this longing and nothing else matters but the two of you. 
His hand travels down to your waist and grips you tightly, pulling you even closer to him, feeling you everywhere. The act breathes you back to life, electricity flowing in your veins. He licks your lips in invitation and you open your mouth to welcome it – a promise to stay blossoms into an oath to devour. His tongue explores your mouth and heat pools between your legs — you needed more. Yet, in your hazy state, you force yourself to pull away while you still can, realizing where this was heading whilst gasping for air, forehead leaning on his. 
“Now you’re just seducing me at this point.” you huffed accusingly, still panting for oxygen, fingers teasing his chest. 
“Say less.” he gives you a smug smirk before he trails more kisses to your jaw, and then your neck — sucking and marking what’s his.
Satoru carries you to the bedroom in long strides to continue where he left off. The hallway echoes with a mix of your giggles and moans. 
Welcome home. 
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