#all this devotion and no one to lay it on. feels like my hearts gonna explode sometimes like i need to get it out

[heart-shaped-chains]

Need a guy to love on and hug and cuddle and whisper sweet nothings into his ear and more

#cj rambles #not nsft #yearning #you couldve had all of that smh.... #im still getting over him lol #i just dont get it i have so much fucking love to give and no takers yet. i know that with patience comes rewards but i want it NOW #kills me that i don't have a beautiful boy to dote on. to make him feel so loved. ill make him feel like a million bucks #hell I'd carve open my chest cut my heart out and serve it to you you just have to ask #i need to be wrapped around someone's finger #guess i have the canine urge to pledge my loyalty to someone and bite them sometimes and give them unconditional love #it's not fair i need someone to obsess over tbh. to live in my head rent free. let me worship you god dammit!!!!! #gay #ftm #mlm #t4t #come onnnnnn ill play with your hair and let you lay on my chest ill be suchhhhhhhh a good boyfriend #actually losing my mind rn #all this devotion and no one to lay it on. feels like my hearts gonna explode sometimes like i need to get it out #manifesting a relationship this year idc if we dont get married and raise 5 dogs i just need something #thats not a fucking. one sided situationship......

[notjustjavierpena]

Does hubby and his wife have rougher sex sometimes? I saw you wrote a post where you thought about him spanking her 🙊🙈

Rough (Drabble)

Series Masterpost | Main Masterpost

A/N: This is just a little treat because I love getting smutty anons. The monkey emojis really made me do it. As always, thank you to @angelofsmalldeath-codeine for beta’ing. Absolute queen 🫡💖

Summary: PWP. It is what it is!

Pairing: Javier Peña x reader (no y/n)

Tags: husband!javier loves his wife, dom/sub undertones, rough sex, doggy style, pet names, praise kink, dirty talk, spanking, light choking, sprinkled with breeding kink, sprinkled with some love and devotion

Word count: 800

Rough

Javier has you on your hands and knees. The house is empty except for you, all doors and windows closed to allow what you are doing to reach a volume that would concern your neighbors if they heard.

“Put your hands on the headboard,” he commands as he fucks you and you immediately grab it so harshly that your knuckles start to hurt. However, you are too caught up in the way pleasure shoots through your system like tiny electric currents to notice.

“Who’s a good girl?” He asks and lets his palm come down on your ass and your moan is pathetic. The lingering sting makes you clamp down on his cock, causing a low growl to spill from his mouth in the midst of his strained panting. He goes impossibly rougher and sends you flying forward until you have to cross your arms in front of you, rest them on the headboard, and lay your forehead against them if you don’t want to bang into the wall.

“Me,” you whisper, trying to concentrate on your rapidly approaching orgasm. His cockhead is grinding against your g-spot with each thrust, and it feels so good that you cannot keep sounds from pouring from your lips. Your heart beats fast, your face is hot and you can feel sweat run down your spine as you share body heat with him.

“Say it louder, Princesa (princess),” he groans and smacks your ass again, “C’mon now, let me hear it.”

“It’s me,” you let him know in a higher-pitched voice. He makes a sound of approval but you keep begging for him to make you finish, “Please, baby.”

“And who did a good job tonight?” He continues his questions with a shakier voice. You try to imagine the way his forehead creases slightly when he is focused, and the mental image makes your clit jump.

“Me!” You try to grind back into him, “Oh God, I’m—“

“M-hm, baby. You’re my sweet, good girl,” his breath hitches in his throat when you start to flutter around him, signaling that your pleasure is just around the corner. He pounds your g-spot, “And who gets to come on my cock?”

“I do,” you reply without hesitation, and then you peak after those words. As you come with a loud cry of relief, he reaches around you to splay a hand on your chest and lifts you up until your back is against his chest. You moan feebly as you still feel the warm waves of pleasure pulsating between your legs, but the sound dies in your throat as his broad hand reaches upwards to grip around your neck. He holds you in place, the other hand going down to your cunt to stroke your clit until you cannot think anymore. It hurts so good to be forced to come again, and Javier drives into your sensitive cunt with newfound energy, desperate for his own release.

“Te quiero (I love you), I’m gonna get you fucking pregnant, baby, mi chica sucia (my dirty girl),” he bites at the spot behind your ear, squeezing around your throat. It is the sound of you choking on a moan as you come again that sends him over the edge, your walls pulling him further in and fucking the come from his cock. He groans and settles inside of you whilst he spills his load, giving you enough to make it drip down the sides of your abused hole whilst he is still nestled inside of you.

He slumps and holds your body close, resting his forehead between your shoulder blades. When you think it’s over, he thrusts one last time to push his seed as far inside of your cunt as possible before he might go soft. You sound like you might cry.

“Shh,” he soothes, “I’m taking care of you. No crying, mi amor (my love).”

“I love you too,” you finally reply.

“Lo sé (I know),” he kisses your back gently, moans when he slips out of you, “I’m gonna move, let yourself move with me.”

You nod with a whimper. He lets the both of you fall to the side and hugs you around the middle in this new position. You close your eyes, relishing in the way it feels like his cock has molded you forever, and sigh with deep satisfaction.

“Más (more),” you say softly, “Quiero más (I want more).”

“Bebita (little baby),” there is a hint of something condescending in his voice. You whine but he soothes you by reaching down to cup your whole mound, easing two fingers into you until you mewl, “You can have whatever you want.”

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[bwabys-scenarios]

Sweet Sunday NSFW

Obanai x Fem!Reader

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

A/N: this is an AO3 request :3 gonna try to prioritize requests sent on AO3 since I plan on being more active there. This is short but sweet :) also I don’t know Obanai too well(it’s been forever since I read the manga) so sorry if he’s a little out of character… or if this just sucks. LMAO

warnings: pussy eating, very soft and sweet sex, Obanai worships your body, breeding, mostly nsfw, fluffy

You never did quite like waking up early in the morning, and thankfully your boyfriend didn’t either. Even when he was supposed to be off fighting demons, Obanai hated getting up before 10 am.

So that’s why on his day off, the two of you stayed curled up together the entire morning, sharing kisses and soft words of love. It had taken him so long to open up to you, and now that he had, it was almost like he was making up for lost time.

“You’re just radiant…” he purred, brushing back your hair from your sleepy face. “My love, my angel… my everything.”

It was enough to get your cheeks feeling hot to the touch, your heart beating out of your chest. “And you’re so handsome it makes me nervous…”

Although Obanai still struggled to accept compliments, he knew you would never lie to him. His own pale cheeks flushed pink as he looked away. The bandages that usually covered his mouth lay on the nightstand by your shared bed.

You traced the scars on the corners of his mouth, your eyes full of love and adoration. He could have never thought that anyone would look at his mmm in such a way, especially without his bandages to cover up his biggest insecurity.

“You’re too kind, my love. Sometimes I wonder if this is all a dream, that I’ll wake up back in my childhood home.”

You paused, your heart twisting in pain. Obanai often suffered from nightmares, waking up screaming and clutching onto you for dear life. It left him trembling, tears pouring down his cheeks as he struggled to soothe himself.

But how he didn’t have to face it alone, he had you.

“You’re safe now, Obanai. You never have to hide away when you’re with me…”

His eyes softened, and he couldn’t help but pull you close. You smelled so sweet, like sunshine and vanilla, with hints of something sweet he couldn’t quite place. Whenever he inhaled your scent, he knew that he was right where he needed to be.

Home.

It didn’t help that your scent also stimulated other feelings… other desires… before he knew it his hands hand wondered along your hips and to your thighs, lightly pushing them open. “O-Obanai…”

You whined softly as his nimble fingers danced across your closed cunt, stopping right above your clit. He pressed down, causing you to squirm lightly as he began rubbing gentle circles into it. “Shh, princess. Let me make you feel good.”

If Obanai was anything, he was devoted to you body and soul. Every little sound and movement you made was enough to get his pants tight and his body ready to please you.

He slid off your soaked panties, giving your pussy a soft kiss. “Gorgeous, taste so sweet, princess…”

Eating you out was one of his favorite activities, and he enjoyed pinching your pretty nipples as he did. Obanai loved to overstimulate you until you were pushing his head away, begging for his cock instead.

But this morning, he decided to let you off with only three orgasms with his tongue. “Okay, okay…”

He lined up his hips with yours, peppering your neck in kisses. “Do you want me?”

“Y-yes please!”

No hesitation, just pure desire for him. It felt good to be wanted, to be so desperately desired by you.

And so Obanai complied, snapping his hips forward to plunge his cock into you, groaning at the feeling if your tight cunt. Despite him not being huge, you always needed a moment to adjust, and he was more than fine with your pretty pussy cockwarming him as you got used to his cock.

“There you go…” he said, moving his hips at a slow and steady pace as your arousal pooled on the bedsheets below. “That’s my girl… that’s my love.”

His fingertips dig into your plump hips as he fucked info you, his warm breath tickling your neck. Obanai wasn’t really the type to moan, but he started getting talkative when he was close.

“S-so good, my love. So fucking good for me…”

The two of you came together, and he didn’t bother to pull out. He planned on marrying you after all, and getting you pregnant was the goal. “G-gonna… gonna knock you up, okay? My love, my beautiful wife, so pretty for me…”

The two of you laid together, your naked bodies glistening with a sheen of sweat of you snuggled. Soon, you’d have to leave the comfort of your bed to bathe and eat something to replenish your strength…

But for now, you’d need to comfort your lover. He always got a bit shy after sex, embarrassed of the things he said while pussy drunk. You didn’t mind though… you wanted to be his wife after all.

#obanai x reader #obanai x you #obanai iguro x reader #obanai x y/n #requests open #x reader #anime x reader #reader insert #kny x y/n #kny x reader #kny x you #kny imagines #kny smut #demon slayer smut #kimetsu no yaiba smut #demon slayer x female reader #demon slayer x reader #smut requests #anime x chubby reader #chubby!reader #chubby reader #fem reader #female reader #fem!reader #smut fanfiction #kny fluff #demon slayer imagines

[grandlinedreams]

your writing is incredibleee, i just stalked your blog 🥺💕 but i didn't see hardly anything for my beautiful best boy, THEREFORE, i'd like to make a request please :)

how would the monster trio/eustass kid/law show their s/o that they love him OR how do they confess ? whichever one interests you more 😁 thank you !!

wlkajdflkj thank-you so much!! but yeah, it's still p new, i've only had this for about a week now!! but absolutely I can do that!!

[Heads up!: mention of animal death in Kid's]

Luffy ㅡ His love language is all over the place, much like him. But he loves very deeply and intensely ㅡ he's not one to half-ass anything when it comes to his crew, and especially not you.

"Here!" Luffy's voice is coupled with a cupcake being shoved into your line of vision and you reach up to take it, inspecting it. It's a little worse for wear than it undoubtedly started, the frosting lopsided and the wrapper peeling off ㅡ but when you look up, Luffy is beaming. "Sanji made cupcakes so I saved one for you!"

Luffy's love for food is unparalleled, so the idea of him having thought of you and saved food for you makes your heart stutter in your chest. Still, you tear the cupcake in half carefully, offering him the bigger half. "Want to share with me?"

Luffy's grin is brighter than the sun, and you've never loved anything more than you do him at that exact moment. "Sure!"

ㅡ

Zoro ㅡ "Love" in the romantic connotation is something that's still fairly new in his wheelhouse, so you have to take the way he talks to you with a grain of salt. That being said, it doesn't mean that he doesn't love you, because he does.

"Hey." You look up as his shadow falls over you, finding the swordsman staring at you with an unreadable look. "Thought you said you were gonna nap with me."

"I was, but I didn't want to disturb you," you say and he frowns before he reaches for your hand, tugging you to your feet to follow behind him. "Zoro? I didn't mean toㅡ"

"You didn't do anything wrong." He lets go of you in favor of settling in one of his usual napping spots, staring up at you expectantly until you join him. Instead of laying his head in your lap, he adjusts until your head is on his chest and his hand is in your hair, stroking lazily. "Just sleep better when you're around, that's all."

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Sanji ㅡ At first glance, Sanji loves loudly and he loves freely. He's a flirt, everyone knows that when he can't resist giving love-struck looks to anyone who tickles his fancy.

But when he truly loves, he loves quietly and fiercely.

"You don't have to help with the dishes," he argues as you dunk your hands into the soapy water, frowning when you pretend not to hear him.

"I want to," you say after a moment. "It gets done faster if we both do it, and I don't mind if it means we get to spend time together."

Sanji stares for a long moment before his expression softens, and he moves to stand next to you. You wash and he dries, working in gentle harmony.

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Law ㅡ love is not something that comes easy for him. He feels it but does his best not to, telling himself that if he lets things go too far, he's setting himself up for heartbreak and to lose things all over again.

But it's hard to tell himself that when you're sleeping so soundly next to him. Vulnerable in very sense of the term, trusting him to keep you safe. He monitors the tempo of your breathing when he can't sleep, counts your eyelashes, commits every feature to memory.

You curl into him when he moves closer, and his lips press to your forehead. He closes his eyes, making a silent vow that no matter what happens, he'll keep you safe. He can't lose you.

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Kid ㅡ like Zoro, love in the romantic intention is new to him and he's a little rougher with it than expectation dictates. He's loud and he's volatile, but he's also fierce in his devotion.

"What are you crying about? Wasn't even yours." He doesn't understand why you're so upset about stumbling upon a dead cat ㅡ but he doesn't laugh or mock you, either.

Instead he lets you feel as you need to, hand encompassing your back to press you into him for comfort. When you're done, he speaks.

"...we can bury it if it makes you feel better." He follows it with a rough threat about what he'll do if you speak a word of this to any of the others on the Victoria Punk, but it's him who places a little flower ring on the cross you make for the cat's grave.

#ㅡmine. #one piece x reader #one piece scenario #law x reader #zoro x reader #luffy x reader #sanji x reader #eustass kid x reader #ㅡanswered.

[smallestapplin]

If only

Cw : obsessed Thoma, reader is Ayato’s spouse, yandere Thoma, listening in to others having sex without them knowing, panty sniffing. Afab!reader gn words. Whore and cockslut are said two times.

Literally no reason for this other than I had a brain worm and just had to get it out.

🔞18+Only please! Mdni it makes me uncomfortable🔞 this work is NOT for anyone under 18.

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When Thoma first met you, he greeted you like a friend and was happy to meet your acquaintance, and happy to serve you. You’d stop by every day to meet with Ayato, but always stop to chat with Thoma.

Those were the best moments of his day.

Your laugh was a melody to him, especially when he got you in tears from how hard you were laughing, or leaning on him cause his joke knocked the air out of you.

How your eyes sparkle when talking about something you love, how your voice picked up with excitement to share with him the information of the topic. How your pretty eyes lit up when he showed you new places or foods to try.

He loved you, he wants you, and his heart can only beat so quickly he feels faint around you. Thoma is always doing and getting everything you ask, you don’t have to say anything else! it’s done.

Maybe his love and devotion to you blinded him to what was happening.

When he heard of your engagement to Ayato he was devastated, but never let it show, he’d get to see you every day from now on, isn’t that great?

He played it off on how happy he was for you, how happy he was to help Ayaka with the planning.

He’d get to see you in traditional wedding attire.

But not for him.

Seeing how happy you were with Ayato chips away at his sanity.

Or seeing how smitten Ayato is with you, how he laments to Thoma how much he wishes to spend more time with you. Thoma hates it, he hates every bit of it, but he bites his tongue, knowing he can’t say anything against the commissioner.

But the upside is he gets to see you every day and he gets to keep you company every day, at least until your husband returns, just the thought is Ayato being your husband makes him sneer.

Thoma can’t help but clench his jaw every time he sees you welcome Ayato home so warmly, hugging him, kissing him as you tell him about your day.

And Ayato listens.

It angers Thoma even more that Ayato is so good to you, he just wishes you’d run into his arms for comfort to cry about how cold the hydro user is, just to show you warmth and love.

But you never do.

Only ever wished he wasn’t so busy.

But Thoma smiles through it all, if only so he could see you again.

He hates how he lays awake at night, biting his pillow to muffle his moans just to hear yours.

The thin walls of the estate are both a blessing and a curse.

“P-please! Too much too much- fuck!”

He can’t stop his hips from humping the mattress below him. Thoma squeezes his eyes shut, if he tries hard enough he can imagine it’s him you’re crying for.

He can never hear that bastard who you lay with, which he’s grateful for, as the only one Thoma wants to hear is you.

You sound so wrecked.

A loud smack snaps him from his thoughts, paired with your loud squeal.

“Fuck me, fuck me, oh by the archons- Ah! Gonna, gonna break!”

Thoma’s eyes cross at the sound, so pretty, so perfect, you sound better than he ever imagined! Damn it, he’s going to cum soon. He clings to the pillow with one hand, while the other strokes his cock in time with his rutting, covering his dick in his pre as he teases the tip.

He can’t he needs to hold it, he needs to cum with you, to be closer to you. The wet slapping only grows more frantic as your cries rise in pitch, each shriek going right to his cock.

‘Please cum, please cum- M’cumming, please!’

It’s as if his prayers were answered but the loud sob that leaves you, though he coats his bedding in his sees, he can’t help but feel pissed at the notice of your sounds being muffled.

“Shhh, quiet down my love, don’t want the whole estate knowing you’re my good little whore.”

Thoma nearly rips his pillow.

How dare that- his rage is silenced by your soft whimper.

Did you like that? How could someone so pure like to be degraded? You’re nothing short of perfection, a deity amongst them, blessing them with your presence, and you allow a man lower than you to call you as such?

He’s shocked.

But he can’t lie, his dick throbs at the revelation.

He wonders if you’d let him call you that, oh he’d beg you to be his cockslut, he’d grovel if he had to just to call you his needy whore.

The blonde tries not to whine, as he realizes just how badly he wants that how badly he wants you.

Would you ride him? Ride his face? Drown him in your slick?

He tries to be normal the next morning, but his fire burns bright at the sight of your neck littered in so many bite marks. It should be him laying with you at night, it should be his mark you’re wearing!

He angrily does laundry until he comes across your basket.

You usually help him with laundry, so you do your and Ayato’s clothes while chatting with him. But you’re not here right now, off running some other errands for a surprise for your precious husband.

He doesn’t even hesitate rooting through your clothes, finding the treasure he’s desperate for.

A pair of your dirty underwear.

He presses the fabric to his nose, balling it up as he takes a long deep inhale. his eyes roll back, his body shakes and his hips buck forward.

“Fuuuuck…” he’s already panting, his cock already throbbing but he pays it no mind.

It still has a wet spot, he doesn’t even think about how it got there or what turned you on while you were wearing this, all he knows is it’s a free appetizer.

Shakily he presses his tongue against the sodden fabric, he can’t stop the moan that escapes him.

How can Ayato sit there and refuse you, when you taste this good? Work be damned.

Thoma whimpers stuffing the fabric against his nose again, unbuttoning his pants as he takes deep whiffs of your intoxicating scent. He can’t stop himself, stroking his already hard cock while he imagines you on his face, using him however you liked.

He’s made for your pleasure, he wants you to use him like it.

He’ll happily and without question go down on you, fuck you, be used by you whenever you want, just please!

Before he could cum he hears footsteps getting closer. Panicking, Thoma tosses the panties back into the hamper and swiftly fixes himself, getting right back to work as if he wasn’t just fisting his dick at the thought of you.

“Oh, Thoma. Do you need some help?”

His jade eyes meet yours.

Your smile is so radiant.

He matches your warm smile.

“You don’t have to, it’s my job after all! But I know you won’t take that answer, so your company would be delightful to have.”

You stand perfectly next to him, helping him wash clothes and separate piles into who’s who’s.

“You know, you don’t have to lower yourself to servant work.”

“I know, but I like helping and I like spending time with you.”

His breathing stops for a moment, his heart racing at your words.

“Aw thank you my liege! It means the world to me that you’re so fond of me.”

Now if only you could be his.

#smut #spicy #🔞🔞🔞 #genshin smut #genshin x reader smut #tw.dark content #tw.yandere #yandere #yandere thoma #genshin impact x reader smut #genshin ayato x reader smut #genshin thoma x reader smut #afab reader

[eiightysixbaby]

as you've probably seen in your notifs, i'm a bit obsessed with your writing 😩 it's so good, i'm utterly obsessed

i was wondering if you could write something where steve is manhandling or rough housing with his gf and it takes a ✨️spicy✨️ turn?? i feel like there aren't enough fics with playful!steve tbh

anyway i'm gonna go back to reading everything you've ever posted now because i'm obsessed 😂

- @hornyhornyhimbos 🖤✨️

hiiiii omg I’m so sorry this request truly got lost in the abyss of my inbox, but I hope you enjoy this regardless. I needed something for reader and steve to be debating about and then… this goofiness was born. 🫶🏻 and thank you for the kind words, it means a lot that you like my writing :’)

18+ only

“There is no fucking way you haven’t seen Grease,” Steve says, sitting up from where he’d been laying on the sofa to look at you properly.

“Never seen it, I swear. I just don’t know if musicals are my thing,” you say, laughing lightly at his dumbfounded expression.

“How did I not know this about you?” he wonders aloud, pressing his palms to his forehead as if he’s deeply stressed.

“If you’d known would you not be dating me right now?” you tease, laughing harder when he rolls his eyes. You know there isn’t a universe where he wouldn’t want to date you, and he knows you know.

“I just can’t believe you’re just going to write it off as ‘oh, musicals aren’t my thing’” he says, his voice pitching higher when he mocks you. “Like, it’s a masterpiece. I’m hurt, babe,” he says, and you’re not quite sure how much of this is real anymore and how much is him teasing.

You only laugh more, shaking your head at his antics. “It can’t be that good. It’s a bunch of grown adults playing high schoolers, running around and singing.”

“Oh, honey, but you haven’t heard Hopelessly Devoted To You. Or Beauty School Dropout… or… or You’re The One That I Want!” he shouts exasperatedly, hands flying all over the place.

“Boooringgggg,” you drawl, really only saying it to get a rise out of him. You’d watch the movie if he asked you to, honestly you’d probably like it, and you both know it.

“Anything but. You haven’t heard Greased Lightning,” he continues, immediately jumping from his spot on the couch. He grabs the television remote, holding it up in front of him.

“Steve, what-”

“I’m about to show you how not boring it is.”

He waggles his eyebrows at you, shaking his hips as he brings the remote to his mouth like a microphone. He dives into a terrible rendition of Greased Lightning, not breaking eye contact with you.

“This car is automatic…” he cries out.

“Babe,” you say, looking at him questioningly.

“It’s systematic…”

“Steven, I swear to god,” you say as he hops up onto the coffee table, socked feet allowing him to slide on the surface.

“It’s hydromatic!”

He’s fully into it now, giving you a complete show as he sings. You’re in a fit of giggles, watching him in awe as he struts around. He’s trying and only somewhat succeeding in mimicking John Travolta’s dance moves, his arm outstretched as he points at you. His hips gyrate, he turns and shakes his ass exaggeratedly as he continues singing. You have to admit he looks damn good in those too-tight jeans.

He takes off his jacket, throwing it out to you as if he’s a real performer. He’s pitched his voice lower while he sings, really trying to sell his impersonation. You snort, rolling your eyes as you start to get up from your seat, attempting to head towards the kitchen to grab a drink.

He stops you, though, jumping down from the table to grab your arm, pulling you into him, chest to chest.

“Steve!” you gasp, palms pressing to his chest as he wraps a strong arm around you. Your heart flutters at the sudden closeness, heat creeping up your neck.

“You’re gonna miss the best part if you walk away now,” he says, trying so hard not to laugh.

“Oh, I think I’ve seen enough,” you tease, trying to break free from his grip.

You think he’s about to let you go when you’re scooped up by his muscular arms, thrown over his shoulder as he discards his ‘microphone’ onto the coffee table. You flail your limbs, struggling to catch your breath between laughs as he sets you down on the large sofa. He positions himself over you, knees digging into the cushion on either side of your stretched legs, caging you in. He pins your wrists above your head, hazel eyes wild as he laughs with you. His strength makes you dizzy, the way he manhandles you with ease sends you reeling.

“Now that I’ve got you right where I want you…” he says maniacally, dramatically. “I’m going to sing every single song from Grease in order of appearance in the film,” he finishes, adding a wicked cackle to the end of his sentence.

“No, no! Please! Please spare me!” you cry, playing right along with his act.

You try to free your wrists as your legs thrash underneath your boyfriend, but Steve’s grip tightens. His free hand grips the flesh of your hip, pinning you harder to the couch. He’s smiling, practically glowing with how much he likes you, but the mood suddenly shifts when you let out a soft, pleased little noise at the way he squeezes your skin. Your hips inadvertently roll a little, seeking him out.

Your arms no longer struggle against his grip, instead simply going limp beneath the expanse of his fingers. Your breath hitches in your throat, lips parting slightly as you really take in all of Steve. His cheeks are flushed a light shade of pink from exertion, his hair slightly out of place from all of his dancing. He’s beautiful, so gorgeous, and right now he’s looking at you like you’re his favorite sight in the world. Really, it’s because you are.

“Steve…” you breathe out, chest rising and falling as you catch your breath from your previous heavy fits of laughter.

He closes the distance between the two of you, pressing his lips to yours so softly yet so passionately. It says a million things, it expresses all of his adoration for you. Your tongue swipes gently into his mouth, tasting him just a little. His tongue meets yours then, sending chills through your body.

He pulls away eventually, looking at you like he’s lovestruck.

“You’re such a dork, Steve Harrington,” you murmur, but really it says ‘I love you’, ‘thank you for sharing your interests with me’, ‘you’re my favorite person’. And he knows.

“And you’re the girl that’s dating me,” he replies, smiling cutely down at you.

You tug the collar of his shirt, bringing him back down to your lips. Teeth and tongues clash once more as his hips roll into yours, making you whimper. He pushes the fabric of your skirt up your leg, higher higher higher until the pad of his thumb is teasing your cotton panties. Your wrists are freed from his grip, his hand pressing into the cushion to hold himself up. His thumb swipes over your needy core, teasing, but he’s met with a pool of warm wetness that sticks to his fingers. You flush as he gasps into your kiss, knowing he’s figured you out. He pulls his lips from yours and you pout, wiggling your hips slightly beneath him.

“What, honey? Did my imitation of Danny Zuko really do it for ya? Got you that wet?” he teases, smirking so adorably at you you want to smack him.

“Oh fuck off, I can’t stand you,” you reply. “But maybe.”

“Hey, you know what they say. ‘The chicks’ll cream for greased lightnin’” he quotes.

It earns him a well deserved eye-roll, but he makes up for all of his antics with how well he devours you afterwards.

#leah’s got mail 💌 #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington smut #steve harrington blurb

[spacedace]

Fuck whatever DC is doing with the al Ghul's characterizations and story lines, I've decided that from now on the al Ghul's are gonna be DC's version of the Addams Family instead.

Now I don't mean just give the various al Ghul's the exact personalities of the various Addams and call it a day. That's boring, that erases all the interesting parts of the al Ghuls, that's just using "find & replace" and not actually adding anything. I mean give them the vibes of the Addams Family.

Keep the al Ghul's as the al Ghul's with all their scheming and machinations and world domination attempts but give them all the unhinged energy, the casually insane view of the world, the deranged levels of love and devotion for family. Make them that group where objectively they are batshit insane but also you cannot argue with the fact that they are indisputably the most stable and functional family in the entire universe.

They're creepy, they're kooky, they're mysterious and spooky. Ra's many opulent homes and impenetrable fortresses are a museum and the al Ghul's really are a screa-um whenever people come to see-um (or when they lay waste upon their enemies in a surprise attack that has been planned for months and is just the first domino in a series that will ultimately lead to achieving a far greater goal).

They all love each other and want each other to be happy, they express this primarily with stabbing and murder attempts (its fine, death is a thing that happens to other people).

And forget the League of Assassins being a cult. Just make the whole vast globe spanning organization a collection of cousins/aunts/uncles/dear old friends ect. No one (not even the al Ghuls, if they cared to keep track of such things) is sure who is actually related to them and who just got absorbed into the ever expanding family tree based on their vibes being right.

(Is Sensei Ra's father you ask? Well he's certainly someone's father - probably.

Anyway have you heard about Cousin Cheshire? Despicable poisoner of a young woman, capable of the most horrific things imaginable - yes she is the sweetest dear. Like I was saying though, she just had a baby!

Everyone in the family is just so excited to throw a baby shower to celebrate! Ubu has really gone all out with the spike traps, he does so love getting to welcome a new addition to the family.

Talia of course has cultivated a brand new strain of the most toxic plants imaginable to make a brand new kind of necrotizing poison. You know, as a nice little romantic gift for Cousin Cheshire and that young man of hers. It really is so important to make sure you take time for you and your partner to go on dates and have a few pitched battles to the death on dark rooftops in the pounding rain when you have children.

Now there is some to-do about it all of course, you know how family get together can be. Everyone is arguing over who should get to give little Lian her first weapon and what it should be. Nyssa is pushing for grenades but Ra's is insisting on a sword - he's traditional like that you know - but Dusan has the vote so far on throwing knives. You know the kind that have the little divots along the edges of the blades them to make it easier to get the poison you dip them in to stick.)

I'm just saying that the al Ghuls should be a delightful cross between the Bond Villains they were originally conceived as and the lovingly unhinged Addams Family. It just feels correct in my heart.

(Again keep the interesting aspects of the characters and the nuances of who each of them are like their drive to save the world through destroying humanity and their strong environmentalist leanings and their constantly playing 5D chess and everything, but like, take away the racism and the cartoonishly evil for no reason bullshit and give them some fun feral energy to go along with it).

#batman #ra's al ghul #al ghul family #talia al ghul #nyssa raatko #cheshire dc #sensei dc #no more racism and fucked up dark family dynamics #the al ghuls aggressively adore each other #violence and schemes is their love language #in the full au version of all of this i'd like to imagine how canon plot points change with the al ghuls having these vibes #Just imagine Damian still trying to kill Tim when he first ends up in Bruce's care #but instead of it being a ploy to get rid of a threat its because he's just so excited to meet one of his big brothers #and attempted murder is just how you tell someone in your family that you love them #Tim just SO CONFUSED because Damian is talking so animatedly about how happy he is to get to have some brotherly bonding with Tim #while ACTIVELY trying to run him through with a sword #idk how things change with Cass exactly but i feel like they would in this #like either David Cain isn't an absolute monster or the al ghuls catch wind of what he's doing & are like #This is NOT how al ghuls treat family! what is this shameful behavior! She can't even insult you while you fight! #fighting and violence is a perfectly healthy way to express your love but only if there's actually LOVE involved! #The Heretic & other Damian clones still get made but only because Talia just misses her son so much that she makes more of him #Nyssa has just been bopping around the world for a few centuries & pops up every now and then to have a death match with her baby sister #i just have a lot of strong feelings about the al ghuls deserving better and combined that with the vibes of my favorite unhinged family #Dick still hates Talia but Talia takes all his insults as her darling step son telling her how much he loves her #which only drives Dick even crazier #Tim rocks up to the League of Assassins during his whole trying to prove Bruce is alive thing already seen as an al ghul #Oh yeah that's Cousin Timothy he's one of Talia's kids - never met a truer al ghul in your life #You see how he blew up all those bases? Ra's cried he was so proud #Ra's spoils his grandkids absolutely rotten which is giving Bruce SO MANY gray hairs

[torialefay]

this may be kind of an unusual question so feel free to ignore it, but i tend to make lots of links and associations of concepts/situations with music and stuff and so i'm curious, what are some songs that you'd pick to describe what it would be like to be in a relationship with chan? or some songs that suit his placements (for example, i think work song by hozier is peak scorpio venus devotion level haha)

okay i LOVE this question!!! (also currently in a hozier phase so i love that you brought up that song.) if you have any other recs, pls send them my way, but here's some that had come to mind:

✨��� Dating Channie Sounds Like 🎶✨

the friendship/relationship stage:

i don't think it's just me who thinks that chan is gonna have to know & be friends with someone before progressing to a romantic relationship. i think he could definitely pine over someone for a while and be too scared to say anything. and then if something DID happen between the two of you, you would have to hide it for a while. that's why i chose these 2 songs :)

• human - dodie ft tom walker ✨

• hush hush - the band camino✨

actual committed relationship phase:

• medicine - royal sugar ✨ this gives me such new-relationship, pent-up sexual tension vibes. this man would not be able to stop thinking ab you sexually when you first get together... 100%. sex w/ him is likely initially more fun, like in this song, but once he gets to KNOW you, it gets wayyyy deeper

• so in love - ed sheeran ✨ this one might be a cop-out bc chan has sung it multiple times on channie's room but i couldn't NOT put it in here.

• mess is mine - vance joy ✨ i'm sorry but the lyrics "this body is yours and mine" & "now your mess is mine" is so channie-coded to me. he is offering himself up to you. anything you want from him is yours & he will take on all of your hurt

• fire and the flood AND lay it on me - vance joy ✨ these were just so all-encompassing, i couldn't not include them.

• until you - ahi ✨ this song really throws me into a pre-debut channie love story tbh. bless his little heart 💔

• anointed - miguel AND religion - lana del rey ✨ these have the same vibe, so i'm including them together. when channie is truly in love with you, he won't fuck you- he fucking worships you. well, you worship each other in the bedroom. and i feel this a million times. he needs something deeper and he needs to feel consumed in it.

tough times/drifting apart/ fights:

sorry but i had to include a couple of angsty songs i could totally see playing out in a relationship w channie </3

• fleeting love - royal sugar ✨ i 100% see this song being about your struggles with a long distance relationship. not being able to work anything out, but also not being able to let them go. you just want him so badly

• berenstein - the band camino ✨ chan always talks about alternate universes, so i had to add this one in. the line "at another place in time, you were infinitely mine," it makes me think so much about if you were perfect with channie, and you both knew that... but you simply couldn't be with him because of his idol life. but you knew that somewhere out there in a parallel universe, he wasn't an idol, and you were together like you were meant to be :((((

bonus song:

this song reminds me SO MUCH of chris. the first time i heard it, i instantly thought of him. it isn't a love song by any means, it just makes me think of him && his life ❤️

• time's eyes - riley pearce ✨

if anyone has a song they automatically think of with channie, pls pls pls let me knowwww!!!

#bangchan stray kids #bang chan #bangchan imagines #bangchan scenarios #bangchan x you #bangchan x reader #bangchan soft thoughts #skz soft thoughts #skz fluff #bangchan fluff #stray kids #stray kids fluff #stray kids imagines

[the-possum-writes]

[Monster Mash] 🔞

❥Character: (Hugwolf) Finn Mertens

❥Tags: NS/FW, smut, non specified private parts, gender neutral reader, kn0ts, size difference, teratophilia

❥Synopsis: Jake entrusts you to watch Finn while they look for a cure.

❥Wordcount: 1028

❥A/N: Happy Halloween! I couldn't do October themed stuff but I had this request in the bin from AO3 and I figured today was an ideal day to post. 🎃👻🐺

❥Taglist: @foxpearlwilder

"Keep an eye on Finn while we track down the Alfa Hugwolf, don't let him out of your sight!" Is the responsibility Jake entrusted upon you.

"Good hunting!" I'll do whatever it takes to keep him here." Is your vow to Jake as you shakily grasp the walkie talkie, but throughout your conversation, you failed to notice Cinnamon bun being used to free hugwolf Finn from his confinement that was designed particularly to keep him locked up. You dropped the walkie talkie as you turned around slowly and saw a set of yellow canine eyes peering down at you with the utmost need for affection. The warm breath huffing over your shoulder had startled you into a chilly position. His big fluffy arms lift you up faster than you could run away, not that you'd get very far, but it's better than passively being squeezed that has your sides aching and your heart fluttering, and even then, there's only so much of his hugs you can take before falling limp to the hugwolf's touch, Finn sniffs you curiously before huffing in disdain that you couldn't handle his cuddles like many others.

The Hugwolf was more than willing to abandon you in search of a new hug victim, but you're not ready to let him go so easily. Jake trusted you, and you'll do whatever it takes to see it through, especially since it involves your best friend's safety.

"is that all you got?" You manage to stand on unsteady legs, but your arms are sturdy and ready.

This caused the hugwolf to run up to you for another large hug, knocking you off your feet and onto the floor, but instead of feeling the dungeon rock, you collided against Finn's coarse fur as he protected you from the fall, holding you up to him as he rubbed himself all over you. This wasn't too bad if you ignored the fact that you were caught in his grip like a pet owner overly devoted towards their pet; you found yourself snoozing away unconscious because of how pleasant Finn's hold was on you, but then something different startled you awake.

"So soft." With short huffs and playful growls, the Hugwolf caressed you over his chest and midriff, letting you feel a hardened hump pressing against your plump bottom. One of your hands crept away from your side and gently touched the firm bulge that was now warm against the fabric of Finn's shorts, or what remained of them.

The Hugwolf makes you gasp. There's a warmth whirling inside your gut at the idea developing in your head, consequently Finn responded by thrusting his hips forward in a frantic whimper. "Whatever it takes," you say to yourself as you put your hand inside Finn's shorts. His snout nestles into your shoulder as he adjusts his grip on you in a more gentle squeeze, laying the two of you on his side so he can enthusiastically wag his tail, dry humping his growing cock against your open palm that doesn't slow down its stroking. "Argh, I'm gonna hug you so hard," he breaths in your aroma before tasting you directly by licking the side of your cheek, making your face burn warm because it's the closest thing to a kiss you've had from Finn. Except for the one time you gave him mouth to mouth, which doesn't count. Your heart races against Finn's chest as soon as you think the hug can't get any hotter. Finn pulls you up to him and tears your lower clothes, including your underwear, leaving you blushing profusely. "Whoa! Take it easy, there! You're at least twice my size-!" Instead of warning him, it made you want him even more. Particularly now that his heart-shaped paws have turned you over in such a way that your private parts are in full view of his ravenous glare, lapping you and leaving behind enough saliva to give the impression that he was drinking water from a bowl, Finn's tongue stimulation has you jerking and squirming in his grasp as the ecstasy takes over your body and senses.

"Won't let you go" Hugwolf Finn growls greedily. Finn left you so stunned that you were unable to recognize that he had flipped you again, with your back against his chest and both legs raised as he tried to slide inside of you. Finn kept trying to push the leaking tip of his cock inside of you, but it kept slipping away and brushing against your sensitive areas, so you cried out in desperation and grabbed hold of his heated shaft, hoping to guide it straight into your waiting insides. You give a strained, "Oh fuck-!" as Finn doesn't wait for you to calm down and just begins pounding on you like there's no tomorrow. But he also hugs you while you're gasping and groaning, giving you sloppy hugwolf kisses and lovingly telling you how nice you feel.

You imagined he'd already filled you to the full with his entire cock, but there's a lovely little surprise waiting for you just at the base of his length, something round and throbbing, like an unexpected gift wrapped in a gorgeous knot. "Fiiinnn... I don't know if it'll fit... But, but... I want it inside! All of you!" You gasp at the extra heat stuffing you full, practically swaying your hips in sync with Finn's just to try to match his speed to no effect. But who needs speed when the rhythm of this dirty dance begins to lose its pace as you climax right here on Finn's hugwolf cock. Your smaller form twitches in the aftermath as Finn pumps you up full of his warm cum, unable to measure how much of it there is due to his knot keeping you in place, but hey at least you accomplished your mission.

"Hah... I did it~ I'll be keeping you here until Jake comes back with the cure..." You say with a triumphant smile as Finn cuddles up to you like you're a teddy bear. Although now that you think about it, this hugwolf curse isn't so bad, deep down you hope it'll take a while for them to find that cure.

#finn the human x reader #finn the human #adventure time x reader #reader insert #finn mertens

[pinkwright]

this whiskey got me feeling pretty | shuri udaku.

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pairing — ex!shuri x ex!y/n

trope — exes that can't (or won't?) move on

inspo — higher by rihanna & love drought by beyoncé

warnings — drunk!reader. patient, soft!shuri. theyre both hurting. reader is a bit unfair to shuri. in my head this isnt the first time shes done this. toxic relationships if u squint hard. they still love each other. angst. fluff if you squint then wear glasses too. riri is mentioned (let's pretend that shuri messaged her before they left okay). readers kind of a mess okay. shuri's thoughts are shown too.

a/n — this is for valentine's day but it's not even lovey like that my bad yall blame rihanna n beyoncé for making me replay these album over n over. anyway enjoy ! <3

⟢˚ @mbakuetshurisprincess @inmyheadimobsessed @letitias-fav @barkbarkbo @shurismainbxtch @verachii @rxcently @shuriszn

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i wanna go back to the old way but i’m drunk instead, with a full ashtray. with a little bit too much to say.

the bass reverberating through the walls makes you dizzy, the world feels like it’s spinning under your feet, and the flashing lights make it difficult for you to focus. the braids are slipping out of the messy bun on your head, laying heavily on the heat of your skin, adding to the heaviness in your heart that was lifted temporarily by the drinks and making it settle heavier than before.

suddenly, the steady pump of music isn’t freeing, it’s suffocating, knocking the wind out of your lungs as you blink hard, your emotions flowing out so quickly that it knocks you off-kilter. the rush of your heart in your throat forces your words to strain, “hey ri, think i’m gonna step out for a second,” then you’re avidly shaking your head at her, pulling her into a hug when she makes a move to follow you out, and the action slightly quells her worries, “no, no, you stay, i just need some air.”

the hesitant nod of her head compels you to send her the best reassuring smile you could manage, your head clouding in a way that makes you panic, needing to get outside quickly. you push your way through the sweaty bodies, your skin crawling in overstimulation as you finally step out, the cold breeze brushing against your skin when you walk to take a seat on a nearby bench.

you bring your hand up to press against the ache in your chest, feeling the oncoming of what you know is a panic attack, and close your eyes as you hold your breath, counting to ten slowly. the haze in your mind doesn’t lift but it settles enough to push you to do something you know you would never dare to do sober.

“…s’thandwa?”

and her voice makes a lump form in your throat, she sounded hesitant, and worried, her shock ringing warning bells in the depth of your spirit. and maybe it’s because you’ve downed a little too many cups of whiskey, or because she carves the edges of your usual strong, independent self, into the soft, open, and vulnerable side of yourself, but you find yourself standing on the defense.

“you piss me off so much, do you know that?” your voice is trembling as you continue, “why can’t i hate you, shuri? i want to lie to you and tell you how much of a fucking ass you are or how much i don’t miss anything about you or how much i don’t fucking think about you,” the harsh words lack bite and conviction as the lump in your throat crawls out of your lips, and your voice is breaking on a sob.

"but i can’t, i can’t because i can’t see past my devotion to you. and i know, i know i could be more creative and tell you poetic lines but i just miss you.”

the line is silent as you sob pathetically, the loud thumping of the club behind you doing little to dampen the sound of your heartbreak and you feel pathetic, after all, you were the one to end things with her. the sound of her letting out a shaky sigh reaches your ears, and you can almost see the anguish that makes itself present on her delicate features, but still, still she manages to speak softly to you, her voice tender and soothing.

“don’t move, okay? i’m on my way.”

the words ground you in a way, the raging pump of your veins quelling, the harsh beat of your heart recognising the object of its affection, but your body still aches in longing. you mutter out a quiet agreement when she prompts you to respond, and time seems to warp in your head as you wait, your eyes stuck on the beads as the call continues silently minus the sounds of shuffling and the gentle hum of shuri’s car.

you’re still staring at the device when you hear the opening of a car door, both through the device and near your seated figure, you don’t look up even as a body, her body steps in front of you. she sighs before crouching before you, her hands moving to rest on your cold thighs before pausing in their journey and opting, rather, to gently pry the beads from your tight shaking grip.

you don’t look at her. even as she tenderly grips your triceps to pull you to stand, nor as she seats you in her car, carefully strapping you in, the car is warm and silent as you look at your hands. the tears silently track down your cheeks as your body trembles from anxiety and the guilt you've been ignoring pushes at the forefront of your mind, taunting you.

she’s driving fast, not that you would notice, aching to get you somewhere safe, to, once again, be that pillar of comfort she was to you. and shuri's hurting, hurting because she knows you're trying, trying to care for her by keeping your distance, but you're still caught up in your permanent emotions, stringing her fragile self along with the dainty hope you spit at her over and over again. and the idea sends shuri into a daze, feeling like she's everywhere but nowhere all at once.

once you reach her apartment, she’s pulling your unresponsive figure through her door and moving to seat you on her messy bed, the action snaps you out of your dissociative state though you still feel like you're floating in the air. your eyes slowly raise to find her shifting through her wardrobe, clearly looking for something to dress you in, and your lips part before you can think, the alcohol in your system giving you courage, “shuri, i…”

you trail off as she tenses, her movements stuttering before her hands tightly clench around the articles of clothing, turning around with an unreadable expression on her face, and coming to stand before you. she reaches her free hand to tenderly grab your hand, pulling you to the bathroom and your legs feel like lead as she places the clothes on the closed toilet before her hands drop to your waist, hesitant like she has been all night, lifting you to sit on her sink where she moves to stand between your legs, reaching for items to clean you off with.

“i’m drunk with a little bit too much to say.”

the bluntness of your voice makes shuri pause in removing the makeup on your face, and for a reason beyond her, your words make her lips twitch in amusement before she continues her actions, throwing the cotton pad away, before she speaks and her voice is so soft and so loving, “you always have too much to say.”

once the words register in your hazy mind, your jaw drops in disbelief and offense, the slow blink you give her coaxes a soft chuckle from her, and the familiarity of the situation makes your stomach sink. her eyes are tender as they sweep over you, trying to cement in her mind that you were okay, safely within her reach, or at least physically within her reach, before she's guiding you off the sink, leaving you to get dressed.

her eyes had dropped to your lips, and she caught herself before she could place a tender peck on your full pout, her mind is reeling as she closes the door behind her, then the tears gather in her eyes as she sighs heavily, looking to the ceiling. her heart is violently clenching in anguish, you were so unfair to her, no matter how regal, or powerful she was, she was still human, and she wondered if you thought about that when you were playing your push-and-pull game with the strings of her heart.

as her hand tiredly slides down her face, she finds herself feeling lost in the middle of her bedroom, standing still like she had no purpose, no reason in the space that was once yours and hers. the door to the ensuite is clicks open and she’s schooling her expression, turning to face your meek figure dressed in her sweatpants and a large plain shirt. she lets her eyes fix on you, the same pain you bestowed upon her heart, lifting in your presence.

there are tears in your eyes as you wrap your arms around yourself, and it makes shuri’s chest ache to see you like this so she slowly steps towards you, knowing how jumpy you get when you’re vulnerable like this, and lifts her arms to wrap around your shoulders as you let out a heart-wrenching sob, one that digs itself into her ribs, freezing the blood in her veins and she wishes she could hate you too.

“i’m sorry, i’m so sorry i hurt you, shuri.” your words are wet and remorseful, your tears staining her sleep shirt as your arms tighten around her waist so hard it makes it difficult for her to breathe, but shuri welcomes the embrace, knowing no pressure compared to the crack of her heart under the weight of your confession. she swallows thickly before responding, the tears blurring her vision as she moves to rest her chin on your head, her voice is shaky, tender, sewn with a deep seed of hurt.

“i know, i know you are, baby.”

her arms tighten around you as the term of endearment makes you sob harder, and she's pulling you closer as she walks toward her bed, her hands soothingly rubbing along your back as she gently deposits you onto her soft sheets. and everything she does to you is so tender, so soft, so gentle that it makes the guilt claw at your aching throat, and your arms tighten around her when she goes to pull away.

“please stay, please.”

the raw desperation in your voice makes shuri still for half a beat, her eyes shutting tightly before she hesitantly shifts to lie beside you, your arms refusing to let her get too far, using your close proximity to gently guide her hand to lay across your waist, then moving your arms to wrap around her shoulders, nuzzling into her neck like a lost puppy.

the room is silent, and shuri’s thinking about how much your love could kill her, how you try to kill her, and her head taunts her with the idea that you knew she would spend her life in the dark to give light to yours, planting seeds of doubts in her mind. when your hesitant voice cuts into her spiraling thoughts, she's tightening her hold on you to ground herself, “do… do you still love me?”

you sound small, and remorseful, your head digging into her neck like you’re embarrassed, and she can hear your heart rate speed up like you’re fearful, and it makes her clench her eyes tighter in pain, her lashes clinging to each other before she's exhaling a heavy breath, what did she do so wrong to have you, her lifeline, try to kill her?

“you know i do.”

and all the loving i've been giving goes unnoticed. it's just floating in the air, lookie there, are you aware?

ஜ

#pinkwrighting ⊹ ۪ ᖭི༏ᖫྀ. #shuri x black!reader #shuri udaku #black panther #letitia wright #black panther wakanda forever #shuri x reader #shuri angst #shuri smut #shuri x you #shuri black panther #shuri fluff #shuri imagine

[pandorasfavorite]

Can I have Dom x Fem reader where they both secretly get tattoos for each other and see them and fluff ensues?

Forever more

You make it through, the 2 hours it took for the tattoo on your arm to be complete. You didn't have many tattoos but the ones you do have all have an important meaning to you. You're husband was the one person in your life that you can look at and feel like the day was magnificent. Everything that bothered you throughout the day is now lost somewhere in your head when he smiles at you as if you are his air supply.

Dominik on the other hand got a tattoo the day ahead and put in his best work to hide it from you till tomorrow… your anniversary. Dominik is sitting in a tattoo store with his own artist, his leg is jumping up and down, and for the millionth time scene he’s been there he pushes his hair back making the tattoo artist snap. “Are you good bro?”, Dominik exhales the breath he’s been holding, “I just hope she likes it man”, he’s all jittery in his seat. The tattoo artist clicks on the tattoo gun again and speaks with confidence, “if it’s my work she’s gonna love it”.

And that brings you both to now, anxiously tapping and waiting to show each other what you did as a devotion of your love. You slide next to Dominik on the couch taking his hand in yours, you fiddle with his wedding band exhaling deeply. “I want to show you something”, you both say at the same time. Your eyes both widen comically, and you both encourage each other to go first. Your relentless insisting he goes first, he lays his hand out and holds your hand, “Okay I’ll go first”.

Dominik lifts up his sleeve the fresh ink sitting beautifully on his skin. The tattoo is the words “Mi vida” and the date of your anniversary under the picture of a flaming heart, your name written multiple times in a small font to create the outline. You can’t help but gasp and grab his arm softly, pulling it closer to you to see the small bits of detail he added. Dominiks worry is etched into his face, then you start to tear up; your lip wobbling while you look at him in pure mess. Dominik moves forward grabbing your face immediately to comfort you, “What? What is it baby?” He says in a quiet soft voice his mind swimming with bad outcomes.

You shake your head no, as if you can read his mind, “Nothing- sniff- I just love it so much”, you sob shoving him into a hug and gripping his shirt. Dominik holds you just as tight, sighing a breath of relief and holding you lightly with purpose. After a moment you pull away wiping your face and laughing a little at the twinge of awkwardness, “My turn”. Dominik is confused for a moment; his nerves from before making him forget about your surprise. You turn to the side some lifting up your sleeve just like Dominik.

Your tattoo has a small picture of two hands with there pinkies joined together, accents of purple outline the picture and under it is written, “forever more”. Dominiks body softens as soon as his eyes grace the skin of the tattoo, he holds your arm with tenderness rubbing up and done with his mouth slightly parted. “Wow. This is- this is”, you raise your eye brows at his silence, “perfect. So perfect”. He laughs at your worried face and he pulls your lips to him. Laughing into the kiss, over and over, playing with your hair.

#dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio x reader #dominik mysterio fanfiction #dominik mysterio fluff #dom dom #dominik mysterio x you #dominik my bbg #wwe

[ladykissingfish]

can you do sasodei with jealous Deidara or jealous Sasori? 👀

Hidan: Hey, puppet-dick … you worried?

Sasori: Worried? Over what?

Hidan: Over blondie goin’ to see his girlfriend, that’s what!

Sasori: *chuckles* Nice try, brat, but she is not his girlfriend. Kurotsuchi is just an old friend of Dei’s, that’s all.

Hidan: You’ve got a stone cold heart, man. If it was me I’d be fucking freaking out if Kakuzu was just suddenly goin’ to see some chick he used to bang!

Sasori: … used to bang? But … but Deidara was never with anyone like that before he met me. R-right?

Hidan: Maybe “bang” is over exaggerating. But you know what isn’t? *lowers his voice* When they were kids, blondie told me they used to kiss all the time!

Sasori: Kiss? Really?

Hidan: Yeah. *puckers his lips and makes obnoxious kissing gestures* I saw her picture, she’s pretty damn hot. Makes ya wonder what they’re doin’ now, eh?

Sasori: Nothing. They’re doing nothing besides having lunch and catching up with each other. He … he would never do anything like … like what you’re implying.

Hidan: He might not want to, but blondie is fuckin’ young, and he’s always horny like a dog. Who knows what that little worm in his pants might lead him to do? He —

Kakuzu, coming into the room: Hidan. Enough. Get out of here, go bother somebody else.

*Hidan leaves*

Kakuzu: You needn’t pay any attention to him, Sasori. You know he only lives to antagonize others. You haven’t a thing to worry about regarding Deidara. His level of attachment to you is such that the rest of us find his devotion concerning.

Sasori: I … I know. You’re right, I have nothing to worry about. Er, please excuse me, I have some puppets I’m working on … *walks away*

*later that night*

Deidara: ‘Sori! I’m back, hm!

Sasori, back turned, tweaking a puppet arm: Welcome back. How was your afternoon with your friend?

Deidara: *sinks down into a chair* Exhausting, really. I’m worn out, but I had a great time!

Sasori: Y-you’re exhausted? Why would you be exhausted?

Deidara: Let’s just say there was something I had to show Kuro, and once I started she couldn’t get enough, hm. 

Sasori:

Sasori: *slowly turns to face Deidara*

Sasori: Dei. You and I have never had this talk before, but it seems it’s time to. I … am not someone who shares. I have never once put any demands on you, made any requests regarding this … this situation between us, but I feel I must make one now. You and I belong to each other. There is no room for anyone else in that same capacity. Friends, yes. Teammates, yes. But outside lovers? NO. It’s where I put my foot down. I love you, and when you truly love someone, you don’t —

Deidara, eyes wide: D-did you just say … that you love me?

Sasori, eyes also wide: Y-yes. Yes, I did. Because I do. I love you more than anything, Deidara. I —

Deidara: *rushes to Sasori and throws both arms around him, hard, nearly knocking him over* I love you too, Sasori!! I never thought you’d actually SAY that! *starts to cry*

Sasori: *pats his back* There, there, calm yourself. *raises Deidara’s chin with his thumb and forefinger, and pulls him into a kiss* No tears, but please, promise me you won’t … you won’t seek out the romantic company of that girl anymore. 

Deidara: *starts to laugh* Kuro?! What, do you think I did something with Kurotsuchi??

Sasori: Well, you said you were exhausted, so —

Deidara: Yes, you idiot! *holds up his phone* I have over one thousand pictures of you, and of us together. Kuro kept asking to hear the stories behind them. *rubs his face* My jaw feels like it’s gonna fall off from talking about you so much, hm!

Sasori: *chuckles* How painful for you. *starts kissing along his jaw* Perhaps you’d allow me to put you in my bed and take your discomfort away?

Deidara: Oooh, I’d really like that, Danna ~

Sasori: *lifts Deidara off his feet and carries him across the room before gently laying him in the bed*

Sasori: Right; I’ll just run to the kitchen and make you up some tea to take some painkillers in. Be back in a flash! *leaves, whistling*

Deidara:

#ask #sasodei #sasori x deidara #sasori #deidara #kurotsuchi #implied past deikuro #jealousy #first time saying I Love You 🥹 #feelings confession #love confessions #2800th post 🥳

[mytemporarycomfort]

Soft moments with the Champions

A/N:

Champions x reader

Urbosa

Loves to cuddle you to no end

Shes so so so soft with you

Loves to hold you, actually prefers to hold you

soft little whispers if loving words to you

is always so proud of you, all of you

dreams of the future with you in it

reads to you until you fall asleep

gives amazing hugs, and not just because of the height difference. When she hugs you, its full of love and the feel of protection

head kisses

cuddling with tea is such a bonding moment between the two of you

will sit you in her lap to cuddle you because she will most likely be taller than you. And its comfy too!

when the town has died down at night, she walks around with you and lets herself go a bit more

when you two are in bed together, she loves looking at your face. She will hold your face with one hand and hold your body with the other. The connections during this time is so heightened

hums to you when you two are alone

Mipha

The absolute sweetest

dances with you

her laugh is so cute, but laughing together is her favourite

water fight? water fight

she can travel up and down a waterfall so quick, she will be using this to get to you if needed. She's always so excited to see you and when ever you two see each other after a long absence, she is practically running into your arms

she heals all of your wounds personally

she has the softest lips, no doubt.

Lowkey sometimes kisses your wounds to heal them

talks to you the most at night, when you two are alone. Its always the sweetest things too

takes you to behind the waterfalls to have alone time with you

Imagine cuddling together is shallow water and looking at the stars

she's quite small compared to the other champions but damn does she try to big spoon you if you are taller than her

she loves being little spoon too. stroke her neck and she will melt into you

She will bring you flowers and little gifts as a sign of devotion

she can't help it but you make her blush. she loves you so much, its hard not to let her feelings radiate out of her

if you two ever sleep in the same bed and she wakes up first, she will hold you just a little tighter because seeing you so peaceful makes her so happy

Revali

He is PROUD of you

when he looks at you, its not a smirk, its not a crooked grin, its a genuine smile of pure love

loves hugging you from behind, its like a blanket

Listen, he will learn an instrument for you. For the Ritos, its common for the girls to learn to sing, but obviously its not just the girls since Kass plays an instrument too so he learns an instrument to serenade you, sings about his love for you

when you two cuddle, he likes to be the big spoon more often than not. Will tuck you under his beak and wrap you up in his wings.

When he lets you big spoon him, he will lay on your chest and listen to the steady rhythm of your heart beat. After a while, it sounds like he is purring on you

his perception skills are amazing, on par with Urbosa, so he reads you really well. Will notice if you are not one hundred percent comfortable, will fix it if he can

He teaches you archery and he will be so proud of you whenever you hit a target. Surprisingly patient with you (probably with you only though, not gonna lie)

let this man braid your hair for you, and you can do his braids too

He really does love having physical contact with you. You're very grounding to him

loves the comfortable silence between the two of you. You two can share so much with out making a single peep.

Daruk

oh my god, hes never been gentler before with someone else

he is a walking heater so if you're ever cold, he is your man. Like if you shiver for one second, hes next to you.

he loves to compliment you so much, it's not even subtle. Everyone hears him gushing about you

he is like a puppy when he sees you

look, he's the big spoon. if you try to be a jet pack if you'd like but he would be so confused about it. You're so small compared to him

loves learning about you so he would gladly spend all day with you

he is so devoted to you. His family is already so important to him, so you being a love one, you're included

can and will carry you

strokes your hair. Its so new to him

HEART EYES

its not easy to kiss him so he will lean down to put his forehead against yours. his eyes are closed and all he wants to do is be in the moment with you

this man will leave love notes for you. he is that kinda guy

#loz x reader #botw #loz #revali x reader #botw imagine #botw revali #loz imagine #loz revali #botw champions #botw headcanons #loz botw #daruk x reader #daruk #champion daruk #botw x reader #botw urbosa #botw champion #champion mipha #champion urbosa #champion revali #urbosa x reader #mipha x reader #botw mipha #botw revali x reader #botw urbosa x reader #botw daruk #botw daruk x reader #botw mipha x reader #loz headcanons #loz urbosa

[literallyjusttoa]

New Hozier album comes out in 10 days so here's some Hozier lyrics I can imagine Apollo writing.

I am YEARNING and I am GAY and y'all are gonna have to DEAL WITH IT.

You don't have to sing it nice / But honey sing it strong / At best you'll find a little remedy, at worst the world will sing along - To Noise Making (Sing)

A song about singing and the joy it can bring? God of music written all over it.

I wouldn't know where to start, sweet music playing in the dark / Be still, my foolish heart, don't ruin this on me - Almost (Sweet Music)

I can just see him singing this while falling in love with someone.

When, my, time comes around / Lay me gently in the cold hard earth / No grave can hold my body down / I'll crawl home to her - Work Song

And I can see him singing this while being in love with someone. Also the weight of an immortal singing about devotion after death is v interesting to me, especially when it comes to our poor has-almost-died-and-actually-died-more-times-than-any-other-immortal Apollo.

With each love I cut loose I was never the same / Watching still living roots be consumed by the flame / I was fixed on your hand of gold / Laying waste to my lovin' long ago - Would That I

Apollo's endless cycle of love and tragedy? More likely than you'd think.

When I was a man, I thought it ended / When I knew love's perfect ache / But my peace has always depended / On all the ashes in my wake -Arsonist's Lullaby

Apollo's endless cycle of love and tragedy? More likely than you'd think.

All that I've been taught / And every word I've got / Is foreign to me - Foreigner's God

In a general sense, I think this could refer to how different the rules of Olympus are to the rest of the world. Everything you're taught is right on Olympus means nothing as soon as you leave, and we see Apollo struggle with that in the books. But I also I like to relate these lyrics to the period right after the fall of Greece, when Apollo was likely torn between his people and the new invading force. Honestly I think that would be such an interesting time period to explore.

I couldn't utter my love when it counted / Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now / I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted / Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now - Shrike

Apollo definitely has a lot he regrets about certain relationships, especially after the Trials. His open affection and love for his partners wars against his inability to show true vulnerability and "weakness", so I imagine that he's been very closed off to a lot of his lovers.

So I will not ask you where you came from / I would not ask and neither would you / Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips / We should just kiss like real people do - Like Real People Do

Adding onto the last part (and this is entering headcanon territory) Apollo wants the love part of the relationship without the true vulnerability. He wants to be able to keep all of his walls up while still being truly loved, which is sadly kind of impossible. To me, it always seemed like Apollo was chasing the idea of being in love more than the person he's loving themselves. And this doesn't mean Apollo doesn't care about these relationships, in fact, he seems to throw his whole soul into them. He wants to love someone, he just isn't ready to be loved back.

The entirety of Jackie and Wilson and the entirety of Talk

They just fit man, idk

+ so much more but I'd have to write essays to fully explain how I feel about each one

I'll probably reblog this after I binge the new album with more so look forward to that.

#long post #sunny speaks #trials of apollo #toa apollo #lester papadopoulos #the majority of my headcanons about how Apollo acts in his relationships comes from Hozier if that's not obvious #Its the poetic phrasing + quiet desperation for love + being in awe of your partner + sadness behind each note + references to mythology #shut up sunny #headcanons

[babyraptor]

it took me nearly 20 years of fandom before i dove headfirst into Trigun fan fiction, and now that i’m in, there’s no resurfacing. so now, just in case anyone is interested, i would like to share some of my favorites. listed in alphabetical order.

i’ll be updating my list every so often. (and if you really want to know, i’m secondofjune on AO3.)

A Bit of a Tight Spot

A Brief Respite

Absolution

A Fool From Any Direction

a haven for restless angels of mercy

a kind heart to haunt

About fears and reassurances

all that i wish i could say

all variety of vows

A Man Called Agony

And Every Breath We Drew Was ‘Hallelujah’

and how i idolize the empty highs

and we’re gonna sing it again

and your prayers (they’re not fables)

An Exchange of Words

a phantom’s reverence

Asymmetry

a tide of tender mercies

Ascension Day

At the mercy of the universe

At the Top of the World

At Vacant Hours

A Whisper in Darkness

babe, i’m gonna leave you

Balance

Bare Hands, Holding Onto the Wire

Bedside Manner

Belly of the Whale

Benediction

between your scars and mine

bittersweet

Black is the Color

Bloodstained Devotion

Bluebells

broken boy, how does it feel?

Bulletproof

But Like A Refugee

but tonight belongs to me

By His Hands

Can’t take my eyes off you

Carrot & Stick

Changing Luck

chemical haze

Child of Blessing

Closed and Healing

Closer

Cold Comfort

Come Back Home

Complimentary

could we please pretend

Couldn’t Be the Booze

Daily Special

dance in our catastrophe

darlin’, it finds a way to live in you

Daughter of Eve

dead man talking

Desecration is But a Form of Worship

did you get enough love (my little dove)

Dinner for Two

Dirty Thoughts

disarm you with a smile

Don’t need a gun to blow your mind

don’t stop if I fall and don’t look back

dream a little dream

Dreaming Saint’s Sonata

dress me in red and throw your roses

Duality

Episode 25: Live Through

Equinox

every me, every you

Exodus 23:24

Eyes of the Storm

Facets

Fairytale of December

Falling forward, back into orbit

Feel Good

Figure Me Out

Fine, Great

Fire on the Mountain

fool in the moon

for a sinner like me

For Good

for reasons wretched and divine

for where else could i go? who else could i love but you?

From the Past or the Future? Your Guess Is As Good As Mine

gentle thievery

get me outta my head

Ghosts of the Byway

god like sunshine, girl like rain

gravedigger, gravedigger

Gung-Ho Guns Ver. 1.0

Gunpowder Nights

Hallefuckinglujah

Heartbeat

heavens away

Hell, I’m Dead Anyway

hold my body down

Holding My Breath

Honeymoon

Hunger

Hurricane

I Believe in the Kingdom Come

i can see a lot of life in you

i can see it in his eyes

Idle Hands (The Devil’s Playground)

I just can’t wait for love to destroy us

IN EXCELSIS DEO

In heaven, lost my taste for hell

Inseparable

Insomnia

Interjacence

inter paradisum et infernum

In the Bloom of a Creosote

in the dark and out of harm

i promised i’d give this a go

i shot cupid (needle and thread)

It’s Open Season on Blue Moons

I’d wanna burn whole (to be someone’s spark)

I’ve seen all the demons that you’ve got

Joan of Arc

Just a Hobby

Just for Tonight

Just Listen to the Rhythm of the Heart

Keep your bliss, there’s nothing wrong with this

kiss me, son of god

la petite mort

Lay It On Me and I’ll Be There to Catch You

lay us down

lead-fill the hole in me

Left Hand

Life on Gunsmoke

Little Pieces of the Nothing That Fall

love and its decisive pain (sunlight)

maman

mashed potatoes

More Than You’ll Ever Know

Minefield

Mysterious Ways

Need

Night Vision

nobody said it was easy

No Idle Threat

Not For My Behalf

Not in the Job Description

not to me, not if it’s you

oh lazarus, how did your debts get paid

One Day Closer to Death

Only Human

Only Over You

Open Me Up

our bodies fit together

Past the Mission

Personal Jesus

Pieces

playing cards with the elephant in the room

Playing House

Pollinate him, please!

Praying to the Wrong God

Pretending

raise a glass to the turnings of the season

Reign of Lovin’

Roots

rough edges

Sandstorm Blues

say it’s such a fault

say your name, forever

Scratch Your Surface

Season of the Witch

Secondhand Secrets

Self-Inflicted

Skin Deep

Sleepless Without You

Smoke & Soulmates

so i’ll sing to the grave

So It Goes

Someday Out of the Blue

someone to last your whole life

something eluding you, sunshine?

something I can’t know ’til now

Something of a Departure

Something to Live For

sorry about the blood in your mouth, i wish it were mine

Stargazers, New and Old

stop me if you’ve heard this all before

Strange Powers

Strawberries & Cigarettes

stretched out for miles and miles

sucker love

sweet dreams of otherness

take a knife and cut through the darkness

take my breaking heart (and tear it all apart)

taste my misfit love

Tension

terrors don’t prey on innocent victims

that constant sting that we call love

The barrel of the gun

The Edge of Knowing

The Evening and the Morning and the Night

The Lighthouse

The Loneliness of the Long Distance Traveller

The Only Nice Thing That Follows

The Quick and the Bed

there are certain things you ask of me (and there are certain things i lack)

there’s something about you

The sand in your eyes was made of dreams

the ship’s inhabitants

the truth hurts worse

The wolf and the lamb

thirty pieces of silver

this could be home

this could be the end of everything

This is how we multiply

this road we are on

Thorns of Memory

Those were the days

time and tide, through the wall

Time Out

to have a body is to be a horror show

Tomorrows

touch me like nobody else does (lovely)

Touch

Trillium and Ivy

trust me to take you home

Trust

Tuesday’s Gone

two from the bottom of the bin

Untouchable

Up Front

Vashwood O’Ween

Visible Scars

water supply

Waiting at that shallow grave

Where Wild Roses Grow

Why Your Current Relationship is Not Sustainable

Wildflowers

wild horses couldn’t drag me away

will we ever grow a proper set of panic

will you welcome your extinction

Within Us An Orchard

Wolfwood’s Guide to Confession

Worth Something

yet broken still you breathe

You Are Red, Violent Red

you can run away with me anytime you want

you know you had it coming, my friend

you put me on and said I was your favorite

you stop the noise

you think history is repeated, you keep on pushing me away

you’ll leave me lonely at best

you’re a canary (i’m a coal mine)

you’re gonna be the one left standing

#trigun #vash the stampede #nicholas d. wolfwood #meryl stryfe #milly thompson #vashwood #planet gunsmoke #insurance girls #vash #wolfwood #fanfic #trigun fanfic #the humanoid typhoon #$$60billion #vashxmeryl #wolfwoodxmilly #millions knives #livio the double fang #razlo the tri-punisher #vash x reader #elendira the crimsonnail #trigun au #trimax #tristamp #trigun stampede #trigun maximum #no man's land

[bleep-blop-lizard-hop]

Warrior Thought

Warrior season 3 episode 8

Yeah I know it’s a bit late but I had to process my fucking Feels

I can’t believe Hoon Lee was like “It’s a break from the drama! More happy and romantic!”

HE IS AN EVIL MASTERMIND (because he wrote this episode)

The Chinese celebrating love and the ducks celebrating hate/racism.

“Maybe we’ll finally see the tongs come together” hopefully because Fuckley out there making racist ass Trump speeches to “cleanse” the country

The costumes and visuals in Warrior are fucking amazing! Mai Ling and Li Yong in their wedding attire! Ah Toy in PURPLE yesss! 

Li Yong getting hit with sticks to show his devotion to Mai Ling. Li Yong sparring  with Kạn Pak. Foreshadowing for later.

Ah Toy hates weddings, why? Because she’s an inherently pessimistic person? Because they’re a painful reminder of her husband? I just know for sure that she’d let Nellie wife her up in a heartbeat 

SHUT UP WE GOT HONG AND AH TOY TOGETHER FOR A HOT MINUTE

Hong: “This food is so good mom!”

Ah Toy: “Mmmhmm cool, I’m thinking about murder and my wife.”

Ah Toy looking at Ah Sahm and Yan Mi. Supporting him like he supported her and Nellie! I love their dynamic as platonic besties and confidantes.

Those fuckers just couldn’t leave Ah Toy alone! I was NOT expecting her to go cannibal and bite his nose off! That fan blade omggg SLAY QUEEN

Hoon, “romantic and happy” means nothing to me without Ah Toy/Nellie. If Bill’s wife can miraculously come back last season, Nellie can too damn it. Ah Toy was like “Its safer in Chinatown” but every episode has her getting attacked and stressing about her shoulder. Like babe he’s already won if could make you give up your wife and happiness to go back to Chinatown. OK really looks like Lai is gonna go after Dickland herself next episode. So maybe  Ah Toy will fight him in the finale. DON’T KILL LAI

I KNEW this would happen with Father Jun and YJ! At some point, YJ will have to put him out of his misery. Ughh my heart!

Ah Sahm is still cursed in the romance department, huh? Young Jun is out for Yan Mi and the cops are on her trail, too. I hope she won’t die and just leave the city.

Li Yong, the elders are actually being very reasonable here. They’re just asking for better communication and less crazy decisions! He’s such a malewife for Mai Ling. Like I get it, he knows her and her story like nobody else. But come on, dude. You’re gonna regret it. 

So not a Red Wedding…but a Red Honeymoon. Warrior is very good at creating fight scenes that matter. They have stakes, they drive the story and the characters forward. Li Yong killing his best friend to protect Mai Ling was so emotional! He even yelled at Mai Ling to get out! That’s how you know he finally broke. How much more is he willing to sacrifice for her and love? Chao was right, love has consequences. 

Mai Ling is a complicated bad bitch. She’s ruthless and power-hungry. But her feelings for Li Yong and Ah Sahm are real, deep down. At this rate, she’s gonna push away everyone who could be an ally. Can’t wait to see how this will affect her and Li Yong.

The second biggest fight was Bill vs Chief Atwood. I must say, Bill’s been growing on me this season. He was the only one who gave a shit when Atwood was terrorizing the Chinese. The other cops are just mad that he’s punishing their people, too. Still, 5 years in prison for stealing some food is ludicrous. Atwood is an evil menace for everyone, white or Chinese.  I’ve been waiting all season for Bill to beat the shit out of him! Too bad it’s gonna bite him in the ass later.

Wdym there’s only 2 more episodes?? Didn’t season 3 just premiered like yesterday???

This season feels a lot darker or is it just me? Fuckley is mayor and everything is falling apart. Nobody is even remotely ok

#ah toy #mai ling #li yong #ah sahm #yan mi #hong #lai #young jun #father jun #ah toy x nellie davenport #ah toy x nellie #warrior #warrior cinemax #warrior hbo #warrior hbo max #warrior max #warrior season 3 #warrior thought #my post #Get these characters into therapy ASAP #The last two episodes are gonna absolutely DESTROY ME #DICKLAND MUST DIE GO AH TOY