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french-goodbye · 9 months

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in the low lamplight

summary: your boyfriend is perfect, except for one tiny little detail.

warnings: conversations about sex; dry humping; consensual slapping and chocking; praise kink; fingering; p in v sex. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, 18+.

notes: i'm tired of experienced steve and virgin reader all the time. i want steve and confident slutty reader who's more experienced than him and blows his mind. also a little praise kink bc i feel like my boy would be insanely into that. also my first time writing smut!!! i! am! nervous! title from work song by hozier.

it's not that steve is bad in bed, it's quite the opposite actually. but he's just... extremely vanilla. and you totally get it. most of his sexual experiences were with young suburban girls in the back of his car or in his room when his parents weren't home. he was a couple of girls' first time and knowing steve, he probably put their own comfort above his wants. not probably, definitely.

you just wish he was... kinkier. nothing too intense, just something a little more exciting. and it's not that you don't get to cum, you totally do. he knows exactly how to move inside of you, the spots that make your body burn in need and he gives the best head ever, which is a nice bonus.

but after three months together and having sex everytime you have the opportunity to, because you're still in the honeymoon stage of the relationship, it's getting kinda repetitive. it's always missionary, maybe you on top if you're in a particularly bossy mood. but he nevers puts you on all fours or asks you to sit on his face or even sixty-nine. nothing.

you know steve's attracted to you (he isn't exactly shy to tell you how much) so you know that's not the issue, so you've tried so hard to subtly ask him to be rougher, you've tried placing his hand on your neck and squeezing, you've tried guiding his hands to your ass, but you've had no success so far. every single time he'll respectfully pull his hand away and press them to your shoulder or keep them there but not do anything.

but tonight. tonight is the night, you've decided. his parents are out of town (as usual) and it's just you two in the house, you've made sure he's free the whole day the tomorrow (no driving little shits around or shifts at the video store) so you'll have the whole friday night and the next day to yourselves.

you even splurged a bit and purchased a set of overpriced lingerie, way too expensive for just two little scraps of fabric and shaved, exfoliated and moisturized your entire body the night before. you still haven't approached the subject with him, but you've already planned a careful yet objective way to approach the subject and even practiced what you'd say in the mirror and bought a cosmo magazine. you're not exactly proud of yourself for that last one.

your plan is finally set in motion after you and steve get home from work and throw yourselves on his couch, half watching a movie and eat leftovers from the dinner you cooked the night before. when you're both done, you tell him you need a shower, where you use that lavender soap he likes and spray on the perfume he gave you on your birthday. after you're done, he's waiting in his room for you, halfheartedly flipping through the book you're currently reading.

"you can take your shower now" you tell him distractedly, holding the towel you've wrapped around yourself tightly to your body. he finally looks up and realizes your state of undress, his eyebrows shooting up.

"what are you doing?"

you stop going through your over night bag to throw him a confused look, "what are you talking about?"

"you used that soap i like, and that perfume i gave you that you only use on special occasions..." he stands up from the bed and stalks to you, watching you from narrowed eyes, like he's suspicious you're planning his murder. "what are you planning?"

you fake surprise, your hand coming up to clutch imaginary pearls. "me? why would i scheme something against my dear loving boyfriend?"

he looks at you unimpressed and you stand on your tip toes to rest your hands on his chest, his hands coming to support you on your waist and you whisper next to his ear, "okay, maybe i do have something planned... why don't you go take your shower and find out?"

he glances at you one last time before squeezing your waist and letting you go.

"fine..." he sighs dramatically, "i'll go"

once he's locked the door behind him, you put on your recently purchased underwear and bra on. you throw on one of his old highschool t-shirts since he once mentioned how much he likes seeing you wearing them.

by the time he gets out of the bathroom, a cloud of steam surrounding him, you're sitting on his bed, rubbing lotion on your legs and he's shirtless, wearing only gray sweatpants, that hang low on his hips, his hair half dry as he finishes towel drying it.

you tsk and shake your head disheartened. "oh- wow, okay, harrington"

he glances at you once and goes back to drying his hair. "huh?"

"the chest, the scandalous dick print..." you explain and gesticulate towards him. "are you trying to seduce me or something?"

"why are you looking at my dick? you interested?" your stomach burns with insinuation but you ignore him, simply tucking your lotion back into your bag.

"i mean... it's hard not to notice when you're whoring yourself around" you shrug with fake nonchalance.

he scoffs loudly at you, going back into the bathroom quickly to hang both of your towels and getting on your way when you're about to climb on the bed after having dropped your bag in the corner.

"i'm whoring myself?" he looms over you, hand resting on your shoulder to snap the strap of your bra that's peeking from his shirt "you're the one wearing a new bra babe."

you don't answer, simply slapping his hand away and climbing on the bed, intentionally giving him a peek of your ass as you finally sit near the foot of the bed, with your legs crossed.

"why don't you turn off the lights and come take a look?"

he earnestly complies, almost tripping on a sweater he left on the bedroom floor earlier that day as he does what you asked. he lights the lampshade on his bedside table and walk towards you, leaning down to reach you when you stop him.

"no" you say firmly. "go sit on the bed, near the headboard."

he complies, but not without giving you a look. "ooh, bossy"

you turn to watch him and can't help the spark that lights up in your tummy. he looks ridiculous attractive, hair fluffy from not being styled properly, his hairy chest all on display for you and his thick spread legs giving a privileged view of his dick in those sweatpants. it's almost criminal, but you swallow it down and keep going with your plan.

you crawl to him on all fours, purposefully, until you're between his legs.

"i don't know about bossing " you run a long manicured fingernail through his thick chest hair. "but i was thinking about something i'd like to try with you..." you only stop when your fingers are almost at his waistband and you swirl your fingers around his bellybutton. you glance at his face and he almost looks dazed, eyes following your finger avidly.

hook, line and sinker.

your boyfriend was almost too easy sometimes.

"yeah, babe... whatever you want" you hold back your laughter and finally climb on top of his legs, his eyes following the curve of your hips and your bare legs as you straddle him.

"how do you feel about chocking?" you ask, making his gaze shift to your face.

"chocking? are you serious?"

"yeah, i think it'd be really good to have your hands around my neck" his fingers dig tightly on your hips, but you can tell he's still unsure.

"what if i hurt you?"

"if it makes you feel better, we can have a safe word and we can immediately stop if one of us says it. no questions asked"

"what if you can't speak?"

"then i can just tap you three times, like this?" you demonstrate, tapping his shoulder. "is that okay?"

he nods quietly, so you ask: "what if i do it on you first so you know what it feels like?"

"yeah, sure"

you gently put your hands on his throat, not applying pressure yet, just resting there.

"you just have to make sure you squeeze the sides, not on top so you don't stop airflow" you explain, spreading your fingers so they're on each side of his throat and squeezing carefully. steve himself is more surprised than you when his breath stutters and he lets an almost groan out.

"did you like that?"

"fuck yeah, that's super hot" he tells you breathlessly, surprising you with a forceful kiss. he manages to distract you, his tongue slipping into your mouth and brushing against yours as his fingers squeeze your hips and start guiding you to grind on his lap. you let him call the shots for a moment, slowly moving your hips against his now half hard cock and sinking your fingers on his hair to scratch his scalp lovingly.

however, when his hands start to wander underneath your borrowed shirt you bite his lip softly, letting it slot back in place as you pull away.

he's about to complain, big brown eyes staring at you and almost pouting. you press your pointer finger to his lips, silencing him, hips still moving at a torturously slow pace against him.

"there's one more thing, actually" you move your finger away and trace his bottom lip carefully.

"more?" his eyebrows raise in question.

"what about you... i don't know, maybe you can be a rough with me? like slapping me a little bit"

"slapping?! babe, i don't wanna hurt you and i don't-"

"you slap my ass all the time!" you accuse him, reminding him of all the times you'd walk past him or bend down and he had slapped your butt teasingly.

"yeah, jokingly"

"babe, i trust you" you grip his face, forcing him to look at you. "i know you'd never hurt me if i didn't ask you to. i just think it'd be really hot, and who knows... maybe you'll like it too. and if you really don't like it we'll never speak of this again" you shrug, gently pushing his hair from his face.

"you sure?" you nod and press a quick kiss to his lips.

"if you wanna stop just say red, okay? anytime."

"yeah, i like that"

"you'll tell me if you wanna stop, right?" you press another quick kiss to his lips in thanks.

he nods eagerly "you too, okay? just say the word and we'll stop" you nod in agreement. "okay... but now what? do i just... jump right into it?"

"no... what about we start the way we always do before having sex?" you smirk, starting to move your hips in slow circular motions again and his hands slide down your back to slip under your t-shirt again.

he laughs huskily next to ear, making you shiver. "we're really good at that", his lips make contact with the skin of your neck, pressing open mouthed kisses there. you keep moving on top of him, hands sinking into his hair and keeping him there.

"fuck, steve" you whine when he sucks at a sensitive spot on your neck, his hands squeezing your thighs roughly, moulding fat like dough underneath his fingertips.

suddenly you feel a sharp sting on your backside as steve slaps your ass. you whine deep in your throat and your hips stutter in their rhythm against his lap.

"oh, you really like it when i do that"

"god, i do" you breathlessly tell him with a smile, tugging his hair harshly to guide him to your mouth. "you like this too, don't you? just wanna give me what i need, huh baby?"

"i do, i do. just want my girl to feel good" he whines against your mouth, while he spreads your ass and digs his fingers into your skin.

you kiss him some more, until you can feel his now hard cock against you, through the lace fabric of your underwear and his sweatpants. his hand lift up your t-shirt and carefully takes it off of you.

"god, you're gorgeous" you push on his chest gently until his back is against the headboard so you can show him the whole thing, from the intricate lace to the small straps keeping everything together. "you got this for me?" he teases you, his hands playing with your underwear, pulling it and letting it snap against the skin of your hip.

"yeah..." you answer distractedly, his cock rubbing in a very nice spot near your covered clit. his hand moves up to cup your breast, his thumb rubbing your pebbled nipple through your bra. "you like it?"

"fuck yeah, i love it" one of his hand cups your breast, while the other pushes the fabric of your bra down so he can pull and twist your nipple.

you're already a mess on top of him, feeling the wetness on your underwear sticking to your folds, when he lowers his head to suck your nipple into his mouth and his hand plays with your other breast. the nails of your left hand dig half crescent moons on his bare shoulders while the other tug on his hair to keep him there and your head drops back in pleasure.

his hand stops massaging your breasts and you're about to complain when you feel it start to slip down your stomach and hook under your underwear to rub his fingers through your wetness, his knuckles grazing your clit. you hold him tighter, a loud moan leaving your lips when he sinks two fingers inside of you.

"yes, yes, yes, baby" you whine, hiding your face in his hair as he realeases your nipple with a lewd pop.

"you're so fucking wet" he rasps against you and sucks a mark on the swell of your breast, pumping his fingers in and out of you as the palm of his hand rubbing on your clit everytime he moves. "god, you feel so good around my fingers. can't wait to have my dick inside you."

you're lost in the rhythm of it, his palm brushing your clit at every stroke, the feeling of his lips sucking on your chest and his hips bucking underneath yours occasionally. but you finally reach your peak when his free hand slips down your back and slaps your ass again, harder this time, palming it underneath his fingertips.

"that's it... come for me, baby" you pull him to your mouth again as you come down and he guides you through it, still feeling yourself clenching on his fingers as you twitch in his lap.

"god, you're so fucking hot" you whisper against his mouth, still breathless. "you're so good to me, baby. such a good boy"

suddenly, he's holding you tighter and manhandling you, roughly dropping you on your back and looming over you between your knees. before you can react, he's ripping off his sweatpants and throwing it on his bedroom floor.

he stands completely naked in front of you, helping you spread your legs. you eye him lustfully, from his mussed hair to his throbbing cock standing tall, the tip pink and dripping with a little pre cum.

"can i go down on you?" you ask him avidly, starting to lift yourself up but he stops you, holding your wrist above your body.

"nuh-uh, baby. i'm gonna blow my load if you do that" he denies and you giggle, about to complain when he licks the palm of his free hand and strokes himself one, two, three times, shutting you up real quick. he's starting to align himself with your entrance when you stop him.

"wait, wait" he stops immediately.

"what? what's wrong?"

"i want you from behind"

he groans, dropping his head on the curve of your neck and letting go of your wrists. "you really can't say shit like that to me if you want me to last"

you giggle and tap his shoulder sympathetically, "you'll live". you lightly scratch his back, sliding your hands from his shoulder to his lower back and wrap your legs around his hips, feeling the tip of his cock nudging your inner thigh. "now... why don't you put me on my knees, handsome?"

he quickly moves to reposition you, helping you lift yourself up and pushing your spine down gently when you get on your knees. you lower your torso all the way until your chest is pressed against his bedsheets, lifting your ass up.

"fuck, baby. you look so good like this" he says when he slots himself behind you.

"maybe you should listen to me more, harrington" you tease, looking at him from over your shoulder as he kneads your ass.

"maybe i should, pretty girl" he answers distractedly, and you feel his thumb spreading your entrance. "look at this pretty pussy"

you moan and try to wriggle in the hold he has on your hips, "steeeve-"

he laugh mockingly and starts rubbing the head of his cock against your folds. "you this desperate babe?"

before you can answer he starts sinking himself inside, both of you sighing at the feeling. when he's finally inside you can't help the moan that escapes you, his big cock filling you up beautifully and the stretch in this position making you feel so full. however, his strokes are slow and languid and while that's nice, it's not exactly what you need.

"come on, babe" you grumble, trying to rock your hips against his grip. "fuck me like you mean it"

he scoffs and speeds up, his hand wrapping around your hair to press your face against his mattress and to keep you still, changing the angle slightly and pressing right against your spot inside of you.

"is this how you want it?" he huffs, slapping you again.

"oh god, yes. right there!"

he pulls you up until you're both kneeling on the bed, his hips slapping against your ass. his free hand climbs up your chest until it's resting on your neck. "do you want-?"

"yes, i want it. please, please, choke me" you interrupt, begging him to keep going, begging him for more. his fingers carefully start squeezing you throat and you wrap your hand around his to guide him until the pressure is just right.

"squeezing my cock so tight, baby. should've told me you wanted this sooner."

you don't get to answer, his free hand suddenly slipping down to rub circles on your clit and you're gone, your orgasm hitting you like a fright train. he helps you ride it out, until you gently pull his hand away and bend down again, resting your weight on your elbows.

"your turn, baby" you tell him, tilting your head slightly so you can see him.

he starts babbling and pressing you harder against the bed, a clear sign that he's close himself. he bends down, his chest against your back until he can stretch his hand out to hold yours against the mattress and he can babble against your ear about how good you feel, how perfect you are for him, how much he loves being inside you.

"that's it, babe. you made me feel so good, it's your turn now" you tell him, still slightly breathless and sensitive around his cock. "please come, need you to come so bad"

"god, i'm gonna cum" and it's all it takes to feel him pull out and finish himself off on your back. you're both still for a second as you catch your breath and he squeezes your hand still intertwined in his gently. when you turn your face to the side to see him, he presses a kiss to your cheek.

he taps your hips gently as he gets up and goes to the bathroom, coming back quickly to wipe you and himself clean with a wet washcloth. when he's done he throws it on top of the rest of his dirty laundry, still thrown on his bedroom floor.

when he finally turns to you, you're finally laying on your back and getting comfortable on his pillow. steve throws himself next to you and his arms immediately wrap around your waist. you hug him back, guiding his head to rest on top of your bare chest, now littered with purpling marks.

"you had fun, pretty girl?"

"you couldn't tell?" you laughter, his head shaking slightly against your chest as you comb his hair away from his face and his breath against your skin.

"god, i'm obsessed with you" he complains, hiding his face on your boob. you laugh, gently coaxing his face away so you can see him.

"that's good," you smooth the messy hairs on his eyebrow. "i'm pretty obsessed with you too"

"we're pretty perfect for each other then"

"you should keep me forever" you tease, tracing his features gently. he presses a kiss to your sternum and gets comfortable against you.

"maybe i will"

it sounds like a pretty good deal.

#steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x you #steve harrington fic #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fic #stranger things x reader #stranger things fanfiction #steve harrington smut #i wrote this instead of working on my thesis 😃#i wasn't sure if i should post this but i got so much love on my last fic it made me braver so 🙃#mine

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mono-dot-jpeg · 3 months

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bad decisions - i. sae, b. meguru & m. reo

summary; let's make some bad decisions.

genre/extra tags; rambling post?/scenarios???, fluff but not really, diet fluff, and diet angst, late night thoughts combined with day light thoughts, might be ooc

a/n; im gonna go out on a limb here and say you dont want yandere obsessive tendencies in the relationship (i dont write yandere bc i hate that trope and i dont understand the appeal). i only did three bc this was all i can think of, im so sorry- hope you enjoy this either way. thank you for requesting and for your patience.

i think we all saw this coming when i say, sae probably gotta have some odd habits and thoughts when it comes to being a relationship. he's precise and serious in his soccer, and that bleeds into his relationships. it has nothing to you, no, not when he's so used to seeing into every detail and every possibility. he keeps trying to predict what you will do, and then you surprise him when it's not what he expected. most of the time, this happens when you're just doing something without much thought. he gets kind of weird about it though, he just blue-screens and had to take a moment before asking what is wrong with you because you didn't do the thing he expected. you have to tell him that this is just how you are, and he refuses to be outsmarted by his partner when he's usually the one with the brain cell between you two.

he feels the need to check on you a lot because he doesn't express it outright. he observes you like he's in a game match. it's cute at first but then you realize, "oh god he's really paying attention a little too well..."

he hates if you ever even try to interact with rin. he is one jealous little shit. if he's in a good mood [which is hard to tell with him], you have like a higher chance of talking to rin. but most days, he's keeping you away from him.

bachira is unpredictable and he's crazy. he loves you a lot. and i mean a lot. he's extremely clingy towards things he cherishes and that probably stems from the lack of friends he had back then and he's just scared to lose you. but sometimes he really impedes on the day-to-day routine. he needs reassurance when you're gone. he texts you a lot. very standard clingy person.

he feels the need to be a guard dog. he's possessive but not in the way sae would be with his jealously. no, bachira is possessive but he's confident that he will keep you protected from others. but also he loves to wreak havoc so he likes being loud about being clingy and protective. it can get overwhelming.

i'm gonna be real, this one is short because bachira's traits could probably be pretty amplified in a relationship and honestly, i would go as far as to think that most of his traits would just be either better or worse in a relationship.

overbearing. that should be enough to explain it.

he's got a weird complex with him. at least that is what i think. he really stuck with nagi a lot, and i think he would do the same in a romantic relationship. he's gotten too used to coddling nagi and he does the same to you. he spoils you. and it's great at first, but it can be a lot at once. and honestly i think he feels the need to compensate for something. what is the thing he's compensating for? i don't know, but he gives me those "compensating for something with money" vibes.

i think it's safe to say that all the boys have a pride to uphold and reo is no different. he hates being inactive. he wants to help you all the time. and i mean all the time. he wants to be useful but he goes at it terribly. he wants to be relied on.

is it crazy to say that i think reo is the worst out of the three here? probably but whatever.

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock bachira #blue lock bachira x reader #bachira x reader #bachira meguru #blue lock meguru bachira #sae itoshi x reader #itoshi sae x reader #sae itoshi #sae x reader #itoshi sae #blue lock sae itoshi #reo mikage #reo x reader #reo mikage x reader #mikage reo x reader

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psychwxrdd · 4 months

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could you write for dark!donnie with a corruption kink?? i’m so in love with him 😞

omggg me too babe 😭 i'd let him ruin my life tbh

corruption

🎀 warnings: 18+, corruption kink, innocence kink, dark! donnie, bimbo! reader, gaslight, rough sex, dub con, i could put a few more but just be aware that this is really filthy lmao i got way too excited while writing

donnie and you were dating for almost 6 months, and it was all going extremely fine. he was anything you always wanted in a boyfriend, he was protective, loving, treated you like a princess, was totally and completely obsessed with you. anyone knew better than to even stare at your direction cause they knew how donnie would react when the topic was you.

yet, you guys haven't had sex yet. you were still a virgin, not sure if you were ready to take a bigger step, and you were both only 18. it wasn't like you had a mature view of anything, needless to say, sex. donnie also told you several times that he would wait as much as it needed, because he didn't wanted his little girl to lose her purity. but that was what he told you.

it wasn't what he thought, tho. donnie had so many dirty, terrible thoughts about you. he was always trying not to get hard but you were constantly on his mind, teasing him. he wanted nothing more than to turn you into his own slut. he wanted to hear your sweet voice telling him the dirtiest things he could think of. he wanted you to feel desperated for him. and he decided he would have his dreams to come true.

"my day really sucked" you said, laying in your boyfriend's bed while he was searching for the dvd of an horror movie. it was friday night, it was halloween week and you were both not in the mood to go to any party, donnie said he much rather spend with you than in a "loud ass party full of assholes".

"yeah?" he stared at you, with a concerned expression. "was it anything in particular?"

"not at all, i was just really sad. couldn't wait to leave school" you spoke softly. donnie then stopped what he was doing to come sit by your side in bed, placing your head on his lap to give you a forehead kiss. "so glad i'm here with you now"

donnie smiled, you could see his eyes brighten with those words. he caressed your hair and your face, his fingers moving to your cheeks and jaw. "i'm glad you're here too, baby. i really wish you could be by my side all the time... i don't hear or see frank when i'm around you."

his fingers then went to your lips, pressing softly, and you didn't knew why, but you felt like opening your mouth in that moment. it was just intimate.

"but i do hear these...these voices in my head, that i-" donnie stopped for a moment and you stares at him, seeing his eyebrows frowning "i hear these voices telling me i should hurt you, baby."

you frozed slightly, not sure if you heard him correctly. "what do you mean, don?"

he sighed, looking sad. "i hear these voices telling me i should hurt the ones i love... that the only way i could stop something bad from happening to me is...to make something bad happen to a loved one instead."

he covered his face with both hands, as if he wanted to hide tears. you felt your heart so broken in that moment, you hated to see him suffering like this. you wish this could happen to you instead.

"baby..." you sat, in the middle of his legs, putting hours hands on his arms. "this is not your fault. really"

he looked at you with those puppy eyes you loved so much.

"is there something i could do to help you?" you asked, worried. donnie seemed to think for a while.

"maybe if i... if i did something bad to you, that you consented me to." he placed your hair behind your ears. you were curious about it, but you felt happy you could help him somehow.

"you have something in mind? i mean... you can give me a pinch, just not too hard"

he chuckled at your words. "i have an idea, actually. what do you think about giving me consent to ruin you?" he said with a slight grin, and you didn't knew how to respond. how would he even ruin you? was sex that sinfull?

you stayed quiet for a few seconds, avoiding eye contact with him, but he grabbed your chin softly, making you stare at his eyes.

"hey, it's okay baby... i promise i'll make you feel really good. and if you don't like it we can stop, huh?" he pressed a few kisses around your face, holding it with both hands. "but then i'll keep having these horrible thoughts, and i'll have to find a way to make something worse."

his words were awfull, but his voice was so sweet...it didn't sound like a threat to you. donnie would never hurt you, right? he promised that a thousand times. you trusted him.

"ok." you said almost in a whisper. his eyes widened a bit.

"ok? yeah? right now?"

"yeah don... i want you to feel better. you can do it to me."

he smiled big, so big. you loved his smile, so you smiled as well. he waste no time to give you a passionate, loving kiss.

he rolled you two on bed, him being on top of you. the passionate kiss didn't take long to become sloppy and hot. his hands that were just holding your face minutes before, were now holding your neck, not tight enough to choke, but enough to make you feel the pressure and gasp a bit for air.

his tongue felt so good against yours, kissing him like that... it made you feel things that you were ashamed to say out loud. felt likes butterflies all over your stomach, but lower, and better.

you wanted to let out a sound, to say his name, but you didn't.

he let go of your throat to move his hands all over your body, much different from you, he didn't seemed to feel ashamed about his own needs.

"you're so fucking sexy" he told you as he roughly took your shirt off "had to jerk off so many times just by imagining these boobs on my mouth"

he then put your bra down and quickly sucked your nipples, making you close your eyes and whimper. that felt extremely good.

donnie made pretty loud noises while sucking on your tits, you were worried that someone else would might hear it and ask what was it. but he didn't, not in the slightest.

"don-"

he grabbed your throat all of sudden, making you gasp, scared.

"shut the fuck up, baby, you talk when i ask you something" he made an intense eye contact, know you knew that he wasn't playing. his blue eyes looked pretty more dark, it was scary. "come here, get on your knees."

you felt scared of what he would do if you didn't, but at the same time, that fear turned you on. you did as he told, hearing the sound of him unzipping his pants.

"look so fucking gorgeous like this..." he could groan at the sight of you in your knees for him, so close to his cock. as he pull out, your eyes grow big at his size.

you didn't said anything tho, remembering you were supposed to stay quiet unless spoken to.

"open that pretty mouth f'me"

opening up as wide as you could, he caressed your chin. "thats my good girl"

he shoved his tip inside your lips and groaned, he wanted to be nice cause he loved you, but there was no way he could held himself back. what a pity.

donnie's cock hitted the back of your throat and you gagged so hard you thought you would throw up, but you didn't. your eyes were full of tears.

"shhh, it's okay baby. breath through your nose, fine?" you nodded slightly, saliva and tears running all over your face already. donnie loved how even your gag sounded lovely, he wanted to get you to make more of these.

he fucked your mouth harshly, and you would be lying if you say you weren't enjoying. it was uncomfortable, but so hot at the same time. so hot that you started moaning.

"like sucking my dick?" he asked, slapping your cheek softly, staring at your pretty eyes full of tears and lust. he couldn't hold any longer. "shit, fucking slut"

he came deeply inside your throat, and you had no choice other than to swallow. you didn't liked how it tasted, you wanted to spit it.

when donnie noticed it, he held your cheeks tightly "uh uh, swallow all of it"

tears were still falling, but you did as he told you. "good girl."

donnie carried you on his arms, placing you roughly on his bed, ass up and face down. "fucking nice ass, goddamn it"

he grabbed and slapped your ass, stroking his cock. he caressed his fingers on your clit to make sure you were wet enough.

"i wanted to eat that soaked pussy but my dick is still too hard right now honey, have to break you"

you were ready for the pain, considering you were still a virgin and he was fucking big, but as he put it inside, you could tolerate it.

"go slow, donnie" you searched for his body, placing your hand on his chest, and he held your hand sweetly.

"won't move till you tell me to"

you breathed, feeling so horny... you wanted him to move, but at the same time, you knew if he did that in that second it would make you feel a lot of pain.

donnie, behind you, were controlling himself in the best way he could to not rail the shit out of you. he wanted to corrupt you, and he wanted you to feel pain, but in a way that it would have you begging for more, screaming his name and turning into a slut. he didn't wanted it to hurt in a bad way.

a few more minutes and you were telling him to move, as it started to feel really good. donnie groaned when he hitted all his way inside you, feeling like this was the closest he would ever be to heaven.

"oh my god... move, donnie, please" you moaned in a desperated, slutty tone, and that was it for him. he started fucking you as if there was no tomorrow.

he rammed your head against his pillow and held your hair and throat, going harder and harder in each thrust. you were moaning, whimpering, crying, almost screaming and laughing at the same time, you didn't knew anything could ever feel this good.

your pussy was extremely wet, mixing with his pre cum, so everything felt even better. thats when you thought if he had a condom on.

"donnie..." you tried to say, but it was impossible. he was also groaning and too fucked out in his own pleasure to answer.

you also thought about his family, what if they were still upstair and heard this?

but if you still had any upcoming thoughts, they easily gone away when donnie hitted a very sensible spot inside you, making you scream in pleasure.

"yeah, right there!"

"fuck baby, your screams are driving me crazy" donnie was now against your back, holding your face to give you a messy kiss. he played with your clit in a fast rhythm, it was all too much. he was trully fucking you dumb.

"tell me your mine, y/n" he whispered in your ear, and you put your hands on his hair.

"i- i'm...yours..." you say, struggling.

"whats it, sweet thing? already cock drunk? got you addicted?" he smirked, not remembering the last time in his life that he felt so happy. "first time being fucked and i already turned you into my little slut."

you camed so hard you thought you would fall down, but he held you strongly. not even a second later, cumming inside you.

"shit..." he groaned. it felt so good to come inside your pussy. he mocked you saying you were already addicted, but in reality he was the one who already could never lever live without that pussy anymore.

you both felt on bed, hugging each other and breathing harshly. he held your head on his chest, caressing your hair. you chuckled, feeling relaxed by your orgasm.

"i still wanna eat your pussy, baby... been fucking starving from how much i wanna taste you"

"don, i'm fucked out."

he laughed at your words. you weren't one to say bad words, ever.

"i'm sure that any bad thought could go away if i gave you enough orgasms to pass out."

#donnie darko x reader #dark! donnie #donnie darko imagine #imagine #dark fanfiction #x reader

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bunniekittiee · 7 months

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Birth Control Crisis

Doing this for all of my mfs who have had bad experiences with birth control and it made them depressed, bipolar, crazy, etc. I was right there too, and I just started another brand of pills because my last ones were not making me feel good. So I'm writing this from my own experience, think of it as a vent piece. Also this is with a fem. reader btw

Characters: Raiden and Bi-Han

Warnings: Mentions of self harm, suicidal thoughts, mental health crisis

Raiden-

The Thunder God did not understand the purpose of oral contraceptives right away until his girlfriend explained it to him. After learning more about it, he felt guilty. Although she was taking it because her periods were draining and horrific every month, it still did not settle with him that there were many side effects that could harm her. Blood clots, skipping periods, spotting, diabetes, heart disease, strokes, absolutely anything could go wrong if her body reacted to them negatively. But what made him the most concerned was the mental health part of it. Raiden read over the big paper that came with the pills that described instructions and side effects, and the most alarming one to him was the mental toll it could possibly take.

But he hoped for the best, and he supported her no matter what.

Adjustment was hard. Her breasts were sensitive to touch and ached for a couple of weeks. Wearing a bra made it more uncomfortable, but any fabrics that rubbed against them also made it worse. Raiden would gently massage them for his girlfriend if she asked. She frequently got headaches that turned into migraines which made it hard for her to go out for dinners or be around bright lights. But Raiden still did his best to make sure she was well. He knew it was just the adjustment period and she would be okay in the end.

That was, until her moods began to change. More agitated, she was snappy with her boyfriend. Sometimes she picked fights, sometimes she took something Raiden said out of context, or sometimes she straight up ignored him.

As much as he tried to sympathize for her, his feelings were hurt. His thoughts screamed at him that she was beginning to experience the worse side effects of the birth control pills, but he continued to tell himself that she would adjust.

One fateful day that changed his whole perspective and attitude was a very eventful one. She had known prior of Raiden's crush on Kitana due to Kung Lao's gossiping, but she had never brought it up to Raiden. Raiden didn't think much of it, and one day he was catching up with Kitana at the Wu Shi Academy when from afar, she had spotted them together. Sitting on a bench. Close proximity.

This scene warped her mind. With the depression, pent-up anger, and extreme mood shifts, this was the straw that broke the camel's back. Anger flaring and her emotions at a high, she turned away quickly from them, walking back to her and Raiden's home that they shared. Her mind was frazzled. How could he do this to her? Didn't he know how sensitive she was? How miserable in her body she was? Was it because she gained weight since starting the pills? What was it?

Why wasn't she good enough?

Raiden bid goodbye to Kitana and made his way home, a little anxious to get back. He felt impending doom, like he was going to arrive to something that was very alarming. It made him quicken his pace.

Their home was a disaster. Raiden felt his heart lurch as he saw photos of them broken on the floor, glass strewn about. His immediate thought was that she was in danger, so he ran to their shared bedroom where she was shoving her clothes into bags.

"My love, what are you-"

"Shut up Raiden." She growled as she narrowed her eyes at him. "Do not play dumb with me, you fool."

He was taken aback. She was much more aggressive than before. This was something he was not used to at all. "What is this all about? Please, my love, we can talk about this. What is going on with you?"

"Go to your other lover since she's so great. I knew I should have never trusted you. You are still hung up on her." She chuckled bitterly. Her eyes flashed with anger at him.

He pieced it together in his head what was going on. "Honey, Kitana and I were just catching up. There was nothing else behind it, I promise you."

"You speak lies, snake." She spat as she abruptly stopped packing. "How can I trust you? I don't believe a word out of your mouth!" Her voice was beginning to raise, and Raiden felt his patience was being tested.

"When have I ever broke your trust?" He questioned as he slowly began to approach her. "Please, you are being irrational and we can easily talk this out."

Jaw clenched, she grabbed a bag and pushed past Raiden. "Out of my way. Irrational? I'm being irrational now."

"Please come back. Let us try to figure it out." He pleaded as he followed her.

"Figure what out Raiden? There is nothing to figure out, and there is nothing you can say that will make it any better. Just let me go." She said angrily. He could not let her leave, not when this issue was unsolved.

"I cannot let you do that. Please, what is going on with you? You have been so mean and callous. What have I done wrong?" He asked her, standing in front of her and looking worried. "This is so unlike you."

This seemed to falter her movements, and it stunned her almost. The silence was long as she avoided eye contact and the stare boring into her face from him. He was waiting for his answer.

"You would not understand. And it is none of your concern. It is mine only." She said thickly.

Raiden grabbed her by her shoulders. "No. It is my concern whether you agree or not. Tell me what is going on."

She struggled to get out of his grip. "Let go!"

"No. Not until you tell me. Do you realize how much I love you? I cannot let you walk out that door without knowing what is going on inside of your head." He gently laid a hand on her cheek to pull her gaze to him. Her eyes watered as her anger burned, yet the misery she held began to crack. Raiden saw this right away and he knew he was getting somewhere. "Talk to me, my love."

She cried, she cried for a very long time. And Raiden held her, listening to her miserable cries that hurt his heart too. But he knew that it had to storm before a rainbow could form. So he let her cry, explaining to him between sobs that she felt depressed, on the verge of hurting herself, and how angry she was at everyone in her life. How it was easy to take it out on Raiden because he was the one she saw everyday. How jealous and bitter she was. How she sometimes wished she could go to sleep without waking up.

No doubt it would haunt Raiden for quite some time. His worries before her getting on those pills were now a nightmare come true, and now he had to pick up the pieces. First, she had to get off of those pills immediately. And Raiden did not want her on any type of contraceptives for a long time. Not until she fully recovered. It took a while to see his normal, bubbly girlfriend that he was used to seeing. She was not her normal self for some time, and Raiden made sure to be with her every step of the way. He took extra time to spend with her, he made sure she was kept busy while he was away, he took her out for dinner once, maybe twice a week so she had something to look forward to.

He wanted to help her no matter what. That was all that mattered to him. He just wanted her normal self to be back again, and he wanted her to be okay.

Bi-Han-

The Grandmaster was a busy man, and he thought his wife understood this well. Bi-Han did research on birth control pills for her wife as her periods were intolerable for her, and he almost did not want to give her the option of it. Of course, he did not want to see her in any pain, but the side effects and health risks concerned him. Really concerned him. So much so, he made her do check ups once a month to make sure that she wasn’t at any risk of forsaking her health.

The last visit, the medic had said she gained a little bit of weight which was normal on the pills, but she took it as an insult. Like there was something wrong with gaining weight.

Bi-Han did notice her weight fluctuations but he did not care enough to tell her or make it a big deal. Because it wasn’t. He still loved her all the same and thought she was just as beautiful as the day he laid eyes on her. Weight gain would not make him stray. As if anything at all would make him stray.

But she focused on it a lot. Sometimes, Bi-Han would catch her staring at her body in the mirror and tugging at her skin. Examining her body. He would tell her how beautiful she was, but she never seemed to believe him.

Bi-Han decided to plan to take her out on a date to Madame Bo’s. They hadn’t went out for some time, and he told her to get ready. As she was getting ready, Liu Kang had arrived to the Arctika with urgency. He grouped the brothers together and told them that he needed them now for a mission. There was an intruder in the timeline that they needed to take care of. Bi-Han did not want to go, as he had planned a date with his wife, but he had no choice.

So he walked back to his shared chambers where she was putting the last few touches of her makeup. “My love,” he said as he entered the room. “I am very sorry to say this, but I must cancel the date. Liu Kang needs us for a mission as it is urgent. I am very sorry. I will take you out sometime when I get back.”

She looked at him and frowned. “Okay. Be safe, Bi-Han.” He went to hug her, but she hugged him back stiffly. He wanted to question her but he had to leave as soon as possible.

On his mission, his mind was occupied as his brothers could tell. She was on his mind. Sure, she was disappointed that he had to leave, but it seemed like there was something more behind her behavior. He was worried. Really worried and anxiety flooded through him the longer he was gone. And unfortunately, the mission was longer than he had expected. He was gone for five days, and during those five days he was ridden with anxiety. He wanted to get back home to see his wife.

And the day finally came. He and his brothers rushed to get home. They were worried about Bi-Han because he was quieter than usual and did not sleep much. They wondered if there was something wrong with his wife, but they did not ask.

Entering the palace, he rushed to their chambers in hopes that she was there waiting for him. But he was stopped by Sektor.

“I am happy to see you back. I need to talk to you.” Sektor said.

“Talk to me later, Sektor. I do not want to deal with work at the moment.” Bi-Han replied dryly as he tried to walk past him. But Sektor stopped him again.

“It is about your wife.”

“Is she okay?” The anxiety was now making him nauseous.

“After you left, she, what’s the best way to describe it?” He thought for a moment as Bi-Han impatiently waited. “She had a very bad episode and reaction to you leaving her. She did not leave your chambers, she stopped eating, she only slept and cried from what the servants told me.”

Bi-Han felt his heart pang. “Is she in there now?”

Sektor grimaced. “She tried to hurt herself, Grandmaster. I was lucky to find her in enough time to stitch her wounds. She is in the infirmary.”

The Grandmaster did not know whether to be angry at her or really sad. He stalked off to the med bay to see her. He was full of mixed emotions. Why would she do this to herself? Why did she do this to him? Why was she like this?

But the most important question that haunted him was…

Why did he not notice beforehand?

He was before the door to the infirmary and pushed his way inside. One of the medics had informed Bi-Han where she was, and Bi-Han had many questions.

“Did she say why she did this? Are her wounds grave?” He asked rather quickly.

“Her wounds will scar. There was quite a lot of them, but they were small. And we assessed her mental health and she is not well, Grandmaster.” The medic explained as his heart panted more. “She is mentally unstable. I believe it is due to her contraceptives.”

He nodded his head. He was hurt. Hurt that she did this to herself and he was not there to help her. He arrived at her room and entered. She was asleep, arms in bandages as she curled into a small ball. Bi-Han walked to sit beside her, and she awoke at the sounds of the chair.

“Bi-Han.” She breathed.

“Why did you do this to yourself?” He asked gruffly. “Are you pathetic?” He was angry. Angry at the world he supposed.

Her eyes watered. “If you are going to berate me, then leave me alone.”

“I don’t understand you.” Bi-Han replied. “Why did you do it? Was it for attention? I don’t get it.”

“Why would you?” She said with her voice raising. “You don’t understand how I feel. What I feel. You never will!” Tears now streamed down her face. Bi-Han’s heart fell to his stomach.

“Then talk to me and tell me what is going on.” He said as he crossed his arms. “Please, I want to know what is going on with you. I want to hear it from you.”

She cried very much, but she explained it all to Bi-Han. How much she hated herself. How she felt depressed and suicidal. How she felt like no one cared and how she felt like a burden. He listened to her intently as he held her hand, gently holding her as well while she sobbed into his shoulder. She told him that she felt unloved when he had to cancel on her, despite it not being his fault, she still could not help but feel that way. And it made her feel guilty.

Bi-Han was incredibly hurt that she felt that way and she did not tell anyone. He was angry at himself rather than her for not knowing what was truly going on. How he ignored the signs.

But now, it was clear to him. And he wanted to make everything right again. He took care of her wounds despite how much it affected him seeing those self inflicted wounds on her body. He made sure he was with her almost 24/7. He made sure she was okay mentally, and although some days were harder than others, she battled them like a true warrior.

And he made sure to make up him bailing on her that day. He took her out to eat and let her eat as much as she wanted. And afterwards, he took her to the shops and bought her a few gifts. Seeing her smile and face light up was all worth it no matter how much he spent. Because he understood that he could have lost her that week he was gone.

Things were never normal at first, it took a very long time for her to return back to her regular self. And Bi-Han had made sure she never returned onto oral contraceptives again. He could not bear to lose her again to medication. He lost her once, he would not do it again.

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nicholasluvbot · 1 year

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&team - their love languages

pairing: bf!&team x gn!reader

genre: lots and lots of fluff, established relationships.

warnings: kissing, mentions of food (lmk if I missed anything)

an: first post! hope you like it. this post might not be 100% accurate as I'm still getting to know the members.

masterlist

☁️ ej

laughs at your jokes no matter how humorless they are. showers you with love and attention. he loves spending quality time with you especially putting Legos together. this man is SO in love with you. gets you flowers just because. looks at you with puppy eyes because that's how much he adores you. and sometimes just admires you from across the room thinking how lucky he is to have you in his life.

☁️ fuma

compliments you all the time. he wants you to know how much you mean to him. lets you do anything because he is so whipped for you. slow dancing in the kitchen at 3 am, he loves that. kisses your temple and murmurs 'I love you' before going to sleep every night. looks at you with heart eyes. constantly gets you gifts. you tell him that he doesn't have to but he does anyway. and he puts so much love and effort in your relationship how could you not fall in love with him.

☁️ k

cheek kisses, he lives for them. randomly kisses your cheek whenever you're close to him and makes you blush whilst blushing himself. loves taking late night walks with you on the beach. it's just you and him in silence. maintains eye contact during deep convos. teases you alot but also admires you and everything about you. loves all the things you love. hugging you makes him forget about his surroundings and all his worries suddenly vanish. he's in love with you. and vice versa.

☁️ nicholas

his love language is teasing you. you two are constantly play fighting. loves tickles that turn into pillow fights. talks about you to his friends and tells everyone how wonderful you are. you exist? he's gonna tell his parents and his sister how fantastic and gorgeous you are and tells them how much your existence means to him. gives you long hugs and backrubs after an exhausting day. matching outfits. and he also loves it when you wear his clothes and tells you to keep them. istg you two would be THAT couple.

☁️ yuma

loves cuddling on rainy nights, wrapped in a blanket, watching your favorite movie. also loves it when you're playing with his hair, it makes him feel at peace. plus he's so gentle when it comes to you. wakes you up with soft kisses all over your face and that is such a wonderful way to start a day. you find it impossible to be in a bad mood when you're around him cause he's always making you laugh and loves seeing you smile. loves taking silly pictures of you and using them as his wallpaper. he's just so soft for you :(

☁️ jo

extremely soft for you. will do anything when it comes to you. gives you piggy back rides. he's usually just very shy around you and he's blushing at the tiniest contact between you two and tbh you find that adorable. tries to teach you how to play basketball but instead you two end up making out on the basketball court. loves holding hands. has an entire folder in his phone dedicated to random pics of you. asks you about your day. loves cuddles. he's so cute and you're just so in love with him. he is too.

☁️ harua

loves taking cute pics of you together and looks at them when he misses you. loves listening to you talk about your day. will randomly tuck your hair behind your ear making you blush hard. back hugs!! this boy is in love with you and he doesn't know how to say it so he's just going to show you. loves it when you kiss his cheek. wants to hold hands 25/8. clingy when he's alone with you. and you love this side of him. like no one can resist him he's so adorable.

☁️ taki

matching accessories. you two have matching rings and bracelets and chains. takes you on cute dates. wants to be with you all the time. is looking for excuses to kiss you or hug you. loves to tease you and you two have a lot of inside jokes. like someone says something random, and you two just burst out laughing on making eye contact. makes playlists of songs that remind him of you. is constantly texting asking things like 'have you eaten?' or 'make sure to stay hydrated'. he's so cute istg.

☁️ maki

gives you cute nicknames which are also very weird. cooks for you when you're feeling down. he will not hesitate to spoon feed you if you ask him to. gives you shoulder massages. back hugs are his favorite. saves you a seat everytime. he's so whipped for you. loves it when you kiss his dimples. thinks that every second he spends without you is a waste.

#&team #&team imagines #&team nicholas #kpop ff #kpop #&team k #&team maki #&team harua #&team fluff #&team taki #&team fuma #&team jo #&team ej #&team yuma #&team scenarios

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bread-tab · 10 months

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okay random 4am rant time, don't take it too seriously, but: people need to recognize there's a difference between "bad worldbuilding" and "worldbuilding styles you personally don't like."

bad worldbuilding is, for example: internally inconsistent, bigoted, or something else that messes up the plot or characterization of the story itself. sloppy. careless.

things that are *not* bad worldbuilding:

minimalism.

i've been thinking about this in the first place because i saw a post about the Murderbot Diaries a while back (don't know who made it, don't care; this ain't personal) saying the worldbuilding in those books is bad and lazy. to me, as an avid sci-fi reader and writer, that is clearly not true. but i understood why they thought this. the series uses extremely minimalist worldbuilding which intentionally withholds a lot of detail, in a way that is consistent with the (nonhuman, robot, depressed robot) first-person POV. this could also be a feature of the author's writing style in general—i haven't read her other works—but i wouldn't bet too much on it.

the signature of intentional minimalism is that there *are* details about the speculative setting—they're just doled out very thoughtfully and sparingly. the intent is to leave you a little hungry for more. it's to make you think very carefully about the details you do have. this is best suited to stories that already have elements of psychological and/or mystery plot types. the worldbuilding you do see should still be believable, internally consistent, and have interesting implications if you think about it a bit. but you are for sure going to have to think harder to get it.

if you're not in the mood, i will concede, a minimalist style definitely comes off as a bit dry. if you are in the mood, it's relaxing.

whimsy.

this is a big one for sci-fi fans in particular. see: the constant debate about whether any particular story is "hard" or "soft" sci-fi, and whether soft sci-fi is bad, etc etc. but worldbuilding doesn't have to be realistic to be good. you're allowed to have Jedi and humanoid aliens and time travel in your sci-fi. you're allowed to have historical anachronisms and astrology and po-ta-toes in your fantasy. whether or not they're silly isn't the deciding factor on how "good" these worldbuilding elements really are.

the key thing is tonal consistency. you've got a serious high-fantasy setting with its own strict, un-Earth-like theology and magic system, and you throw Santa Claus in there? yeah, that's not gonna land well. but C.S. Lewis can get away with that in Narnia just fine. why? because the Chronicles of Narnia are whimsical children's stories with a strong Christian/Western mythological influence already, and their central conceit is a crossover between the mundane world and the magical world. of course Santa can cross over too. it's whimsical, but it's not actually random. (and if you ventured into straight-up comedy, you could get away with random too. as long as it's funny.)

the unreliable narrator.

i don't have a good example for this off the top of my head (maybe Murderbot again? idk, i'm sleepy, fill in your own) but i'll tell you how to recognize when this is done well.

by definition, an unreliable narrator has some key misconceptions about their own world. so how do you tell what's going on as a reader? how do you know the writer isn't equally confused?

you connect the dots. solve the puzzle. in practice this is similar to reading a minimalist setting—but instead of just sparse clues, you also have a boatload of red herrings. you can catch some of these misleading details by comparing them to your real-world knowledge and saying "wait, this doesn't add up." other times, the false clues intentionally trick you by subverting those real world expectations.

the trick is in the consequences. regardless of what the narrator says, their actions should still have logical consequences. there should be things going on that the POV character doesn't know about. the character will be forced to learn and adapt their narrative because of these shifting circumstances. you can catch them in a lie. the inconsistencies themselves tell a story.

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i'm gonna stop myself there because this post is long and i oughtta be sleeping. just. this is a distinction worth making. is it really bad worldbuilding, or is it simply not the genre you're craving today? learn the difference for your own sake. you'll have an easier time realizing if a story is something you'll find enjoyable to read, regardless of its actual quality.

#long post #writing #worldbuilding #media literacy #media analysis #the murderbot diaries #the chronicles of narnia #Christianity mention #rant #sleep deprived

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buccini555 · 9 months

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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠

≡ They eventually found out that you were having a secret relationship with a rival gang member

⌕ H e a d c a n o n s!

↻ 𝑭𝒕. Draken, Smiley, Angry, Takemichi and Mitsuya

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧

Draken would be extremely disappointed, but not that you've been dating someone from a rival gang for some time, but that you've kept something important from him, as your friend, he believed you could talk about anything between you and you had trust in each other, so Draken felt cheated and completely lost trust in you.

He would also be worried, because the person you are dating belongs to a rival gang, he would fear that the person was just "using" you, Draken didn't care if the gang was at risk for that fact, he was just distressed to think that you could be in danger.

After he found out, it would take a while for him to accept such a thing from you, he considered it a betrayal and didn't have the ability to even look at you for a while, however, he definitely didn't want to keep a bad mood between you, since despite everything, Draken still regarded you in the same way as before, even though he was hurt.

"I found out that you are dating someone from the rival gang, I hoped even if it wasn't true, since you hid it from me, I'm sorry but, I can't trust you anymore." He would tell you, before, he would go talk to the person you are in a relationship with and let the person know that despite everything, he would continue to take care of you.

Even if he still cared for you, he preferred to do it from afar, Draken preferred to move away and break your friendship, the trust he placed in you was really very important to him, but he would continue to like you and consider you , although he would remove it for the good of both parties.

𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲

Surely discovering that you were dating someone from a rival gang for some time would cause a great revolt in Smiley's head, he would not accept that fair behavior from you, which he considered as a friendship based on trust.

He wouldn't forgive you, even if you wanted to, precisely for taking the life of a delinquent very seriously despite seeming like a person who has no commitment to anything, Smiley considered that act as a great betrayal and lack of consideration, both for him, which was your best friend and the gang.

"I thought I could trust you, but I see it's the other way around." As soon as he found out, he would tell you, you would see his smile disappear from his face, he would really be disappointed and hurt in a way, even if it seemed like an exaggeration, it was hard to accept that someone he trusted so much hid this secret for so long.

When he calmed down, he wanted to apologize to you, but he ended up not being able to put his pride aside, despite that, for fear that something bad might happen, he went to threaten the person you date so that that same person would never hurt you.

He returned to talk to you after a while, despite that, a bond of trust had been abruptly severed, for that reason, he could no longer trust you the same way he used to.

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲

The moment he found out about your secret relationship, Angry first feared that the person you were related to would do you harm for being from a rival gang, then he felt hurt that you kept that important fact from him.

"Not having the reason you didn't tell me, we're friends!" He would tell you, disappointed with your attitude, even so, Angry would at least try to understand the motivation of such secrecy.

After you explained yourself, he would want to talk to the person you are in a relationship with to say that this person better take good care of you and not get you into trouble.

He wouldn't walk away from you or anything like that, even though he was disappointed and had lost some confidence in you, he still thought of you a lot.

From that moment on, nothing would change between you, Angry would not accept that situation so easily, despite that, he did not want to break the bonds of your friendship.

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢

Takemichi wouldn't be able to understand why you would hide something so important from him, if you told him you were having a relationship with someone from a rival gang, he would trust you enough to know that you would take care of yourself.

As soon as he found out, he didn't want to believe it, Takemichi felt betrayed in a way, since he thought there were no secrets between you and him.

He was apprehensive, afraid that you would hide other things from him, despite that, he chose to talk to you and try to resolve all that confusion.

"I'm disappointed in you, I can't hide it, despite that, we're still friends!" He would talk, even if hurt, he wouldn't want to cut ties.

Takemichi would advise you to be careful, he would definitely not trust the person you are in a relationship with because they are from another rival gang, despite this, Takemichi would continue to be friends with you.

𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚

Mitsuya believed that trust was the basis of every relationship, be it love or a simple friendship, he trusted you completely and faithfully believed that you would have no reason to hide any situation from before his eyes.

When he realized the discovery, Mitsuya felt an extreme feeling of disappointment, at the same time, an enormous concern took over him.

Despite the disappointment caused, Mitsuya was still worried about the fact that he didn't know exactly who you were messing with, the fact that he knew that this person was from a rival gang made him anxious, Mitsuya just wanted to advise you to be careful with the guy of the person you were relating to.

Mitsuya would treat you with silence until he accepted the truth he had discovered, once he was calmer, he would talk to you.

"Trust is something very important to me, and you simply ignored it..." He preferred to walk away, for the good of both of you, Mitsuya would still consider you for the years you were friends, but he would no longer be able to see you with the same eyes.

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lunarwritesthings · 1 year

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Tears Are Natural

Paring: Husband!Gerard x Gn!Reader

Fandom: My Chemical Romance

Request: Yes, by anon

Summary: Gerard has an extremely rough day but the reader is there to comfort him.

Prompts: #34 "You look like you could use a hug.", #31 "Just breathe.", #35 "Let it all out...I'm here for you.", #32 "I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay."(they are used in that order.)

Note: Husband Gee because I feel like he's an amazing, adorable husband. also, I hope Gerard anon likes this :)

Life. Everyone has experienced it, but for some, it was easy. For others, it was quite the opposite. Having a lot of ups and downs. For one Gerard Way, life had a lot of ups and downs.

A few of the ups were well-known. Those being his brother and two best friends, the band, and the fans. A lesser known up, due to mutual agreement was you. You were one of if not the best up in Gerard's life. Now that doesn't mean his life didn't have downs.

That leads to the current day. It was a day that was not at all going well for Gerard. Gerard was well aware that the day was not going to be a good one. How? He simply knew by the way he woke up with no real energy to do much.

Now, of course, Gerard tried to push it aside and tried to be productive. He had comics and songs he needed to work on, but he was not in the best mood to write. Mental health is a very normal thing and something Gee has openly talked about struggling with. That doesn't mean he'll always talk when it's affecting him and his day.

You always made sure Gee need you were there for him regardless of what he might need. You never minded calming his worries and comforting him. It was just hard to do this when at times Gee could be stubborn and put himself into his work. Now he never really liked the work he did on a bad day and would end up redoing another day anyway.

You had a feeling something was off with Gee. Yes, he was a quiet person but he'd still say good morning and see if you had any plans. Simply but it was Gee's way of showing he cared about your morning and day even if he wasn't always awake enough to process what you were saying.

Another and probably the biggest sign was him going to his office and locking himself in there. Gee only did that when he was having an off day and "didn't want to make you deal with it" as he would say, you would always tell him you had no problem being there even if it was just as a shoulder to cry on.

As the day when on Gerard was getting more stressed, anxious, and overworked. Gerard was trying to put more energy than he had into his work but it wasn't going well which only adds to his day. Gee had no idea how much time had passed nor knew how long he'd been sitting in his office staring at a half-drawn comic page.

Another thing Gerard didn't realize was the panic attack that was slowly coming. He didn't realize what had been going on until he heard the office door open. Standing there leaning against the door was you. Gee was definitely not prepared for what you were about to say.

"You look like you could use a hug." It was said with a knowing look. Gee sighed and nodded he could deny his feelings any longer. Gee didn't even realize that he was starting to panic until you had said "Just breathe." Normally Gerard would unknowingly say everything when this happened how he had tried to pretend that he was okay longer than normal so trying to talk and think about everything made him more stressed.

Everything Gerard was feeling hit him in one big wave, and all he could do was break down and all you could do is hug him. It comforted Gerard to hear you being accepting of it. "Let it all out...I'm here for you." A simple sentence that brought a lot of comfort to Gerard.

Once Gerard had calmed down quite a bit you pulled him away from the hug slightly and took any worry left in his mind away by telling him "I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay." It was something that he truly needed to hear.

You had managed to get him out of his office and back to the bedroom where you told him to get comfortable while you grabbed his favorite food and drinks. When you got back to the bedroom the first thing you saw was Gee cuddling into the blanket, clearly waiting for you.

After setting when you had brought to the room on the bedside table you laid down next to Gerard who immediately cuddled into your side. It was obvious that Gee was tired, so you played with his hair knowing it would make him fall asleep and it did. At the end of the day, all that truly matted was tomorrow was a new and fresh start.

#gerard way fanfic #gerard way x reader #gerard way #mcr gerard #gerard way fluff

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satancopilotsmytardis · 2 months

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Do you have any AUs you'd like to rant about? I'm currently stuck at work in the middle of an 11 hour shift and in desperate need of some type fuel to keep me going. There's no food around, Shigadabi seems like an equivalent substance

RIP, that sucks, I'm getting ready for a short 4-hour shift soon, but here you go, may some sex demon Dabi/ assigned feeder Shigaraki AU soothe your pain:

There's a species of sex demons that are an offshoot of succubi/incubi, these demons still feed on sex, but they exclusively sleep with men and people who produce semen as their demonic limitation (whereas succubi/incubi are down for whatever). They have two pairs of wings that more often resemble insects than the bird or bat wings of their cousins. They also produce venom to get their targets in the mood, but they keep producing a slightly different venom from their saliva glands and genitals after they've been fed. This venom, when raw, creates a prolonged euphoria that encourages their victims to come back for more and helps to rejuvenate them more quickly. In fact, consuming that venom can actually help to treat malnutrition, dehydration, and a variety of other health issues. It also, when refined, can make fantastic skin/hair treatments, so it is highly sought after from the medical industry to the cosmetic industry, and many of these demons have gotten themselves very cushy jobs at special facilities made to harvest these fluids.

Shigaraki has gotten a job to be a 'pollinator' since the colloquial term for these demons is "honeybee". He got this job mostly because the pay is insane, but also because Spinner asked him if he would just take it on for a trial period to help with one of their problem demons. (He and Shig tried to date once in college and it did not work out, but they're good friends now, and Spinner needed someone on short notice he knew has a big dick). He's given some basic training which mainly boils down to, fuck the demon until they're incoherent, you know you've done a good job when they start to drool/leak a clear pinkish fluid that smells like sugar. Then put the collection bit in their mouths for them to chew on, and the other container on their genitals, and just stay until they stop purring or tell you to leave.

He is shown to the room of the bee who he's supposed to be working with, and he's a pretty demon with bright blue eyes, the wings of a firefly, and irregular patches across his skin that glow when his emotions go high. Dabi has been thoroughly unimpressed with the pollinators he's been given so far, and because he hasn't been satisfied, he hasn't given much venom in turn, which is bad because his contract was extremely expensive for this company because he's from a family of exceptional producers. Shigaraki enters the room and they chit-chat for a little while, though Dabi is pretty standoffish, until he finally just says he's hungry and starts pulling at Shigaraki's clothes.

Not one to let his sub take the lead, Tomura puts Dabi in his place, and dicks him down to the best of his abilities, which is miles above how ever other pollinator treated him (like he was a glass they had to handle with extreme care out of fear of pissing him off or breaking him and making him want to end his contract before the probationary period.) Dabi adores being absolutely dominated and getting fucked that hard and he's gushing by the time Shig is finished with him, purring incoherently and clinging to him and hissing and growling at anyone who comes to try and take him away after Dabi keeps him there for five hours after they've finished.

He demands that Shig be his only pollinator from now on, and fuck is this little honeybee cute, so Shig accepts. They end up being the best pair at the facility, and that earns Dabi extra perks that he eventually negotiates into a private apartment for the two of them for the remainder of his contract so long as he's producing the best and most venom of any of the other bees. It's not a hard quota to fill when Dabi has more than enough to also give Tomura a taste to keep him fresh and able to go as often as Dabi needs while they're paired together. It's a pretty perfect arrangement as far as either of them are concerned.

#tanco speaks #ask #asks #shigadabi

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cosmiic-world · 1 year

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Hey ! If you're ok writing that, could you possibly do what kinks you think the bothers have

I really like your account!

yes of course! i was actually thinking of making something like this so thank you anon!! i'm glad you asked and i hope you enjoy!

p.s there is some mentions of afab reader in mammon's, beel’s and asmo's (maybe also a tad in belphie’s)

some may be shorter than others and i sincerely apologize 🤧 also i’m very sorry it took so long!

lucifer

degradation - gets off on the whines you let out when he calls you his little slut. enjoys it just as much as you do.

praise - likes to praise you and be praised. makes his heart swell when you tell him he's doing so good.

submission - hear me out. when he's having such a rough day and you just wanna take care of him :(. will let you take the lead and lets out the most heavenly whines you've ever heard.

bdsm - bondage and sadism fr. seeing you tied up does something to him <33

roleplay - will dabble in it from time to time, especially when he's helping you with homework or something school related hffhdhfhdj

pet names - calls you darling or kitten sometimes.

punishments - loves when you misbehave because it gives him the go ahead to teach you your place. punishments range from spanking to extreme edging/denying you your orgasm.

humiliation - loves how red you get when he teases you or calls you a dumb slut. "you wanted to have dick in you so bad, huh? say it. let me hear you."

impact play - goes hand in hand with punishments but he loves when your ass gets so red with his handprint :((

mammon

praise - loves when you praise him. he gets a lot of shit from his brothers so when you call him a good boy or reassure him during sex, he absolutely loves it :((

exhibitionism - very posessive and easily jealous. will fuck you in public and purposely make it hard for you to keep quiet. purposefully leaves your door unlocked when fucking you just to have the thrill of possibly having someone walk in, especially since his younger brothers have the tendency to barge into your room.

degradation - only very little and when he's in a very specific mood. he's sensitive when it comes to this so make sure you reassure him with aftercare :(

oral - LOVES eating you out. loves when you grab his hair and tug him closer. loves the taste of you and can never get enough! it's like he has his own 5 star meal.

auralism - gets turned on from your moans and whines. loves every sound that you make and will make sure everybody can hear the symphony that is you.

sensory deprivation - mostly loves when you blindfold him. gets excited when he can only hear your footsteps and doesn't know whats next.

choking - loves to choke and get choked. he loves the hazy feeling he gets from your hand around his throat and loves seeing you in such a daze from him choking you.

a switch - very easy to dominate him, no matter what he says. his pride may be big but trust me, when he crumbles and submits to you, it's the best.

worship - speaking of submission, when he is subbing, he LOVES to worship you, calling you his goddess and can never get his hands off of you. loves kissing every inch of your skin. also loves when you worship him, especially when he's in his demon form and your hands roam all over his demon features.

leviathan

dacryphilia - loves seeing the tears fill your eyes when you take him. even more so when he fucks you with his tail.

humiliation - receiving but very little or he’ll cry. if he does end up crying, will need reassurance and cuddles afterwards :((

mutual masturbation - he’s in LOVE with this. usually it makes hims feel dirty but oddly, when you do it with him, it makes it more hotter. he cums faster too.

cockwarming - loves when he's grinding on a game and you're there giving him support from your spot on his lap.

breeding - goes absolutely FERAL at the idea of getting you pregnant.

praise - lives for you calling him a good boy, etc. makes him feel better and more confident in himself and as a result, will fuck you harder <3

roleplay - esp w cosplays. he found out he loved fucking you in cosplay when you dressed as a sexy character from his favorite anime.

switch - mostly a sub but either when he's jealous or angry, he will decimate you. absolutely feral when he's dominant.

asmodeus

lord where do i start.

voyeurism - loves the thrill of fucking you in public. he's definitely the type to finger you underneath the table in a restaurant, smiling innocently as you struggle to form a coherent sentence. "what she meant to say was..."

dacryphilia - loves making you cry from how good he fucks you, it just makes something inside him snap.

somnophilia - consensual! sometimes he just wants to fuck you but you're too tired :(( likes to wake you up by fucking you <3.

auralism - loves hearing your moans and cries. when he hits that spot and you just let everything out <33.

bondage - sees it as an art form almost. gets creative with the intricate designs and loves seeing it on your body.

spanking - loves seeing handprints on both his ass and your ass :( will also smack your pussy (only if you like it)

degradation - loves calling you a dumb little slut and his cumdump. always makes sure not to cross the line and if he ever does, he profusely apologizes.

praise - balances out degradation with praise <3. will even praise you while degrading you. you don’t know how he does it but he knows how to work you up with simple praise.

choking - sometimes does it to get a good grip on you while he pounds into you. loves it when you grab his hand and push harder into your throat.

switch - he loves to dominate you but loves it when you dominate him just as much. he loves when you order him around and degrade him. he’d worship you if you asked him to.

pegging <3 - loves when you fuck him so deep with your strap. sometimes he’ll use a magic spell so you feel just as if it were an actual dick, moaning as you pound into him and feeling him clench down so hard. gets dizzy from you hitting his prostate so good.

fingering - loves to finger you and watch as you cum again and again just from his fingers.

overstimulation - loves to make you cum so much that you sees stars and loves it when you overstimulate his cock. loves when you ride him and you just can’t help but milk his cock dry :(. loves to hear your whines and cries from the amounts of orgasms he’s bringing you to.

oral - another good pussy eater <3. loves to taste you and could never get enough! he could spend all day just eating you and he has done it before. 10/10, would do it again.

satan

bdsm - definitely sadism and bondage. he loves seeing how you look tied up and helpless and will even experiment with magic. he'll definitely see some spells that intrigue him.

degradation - will be semi-harsh with you but apologizes during after-care <333

teasing (does this count as a kink..) - he loves teasing you in public and gets you SO needy to the point you beg. will degrade you for wanting to fuck him so bad as if he didn't work you up so badly.

power play - loves being in control and seeing you submit so easily. especially when you're on your knees and looking up at him with your cute doe eyes.

pet play - definitely has a collar with his name engraved on it with a cute little bell and some cat ears. maybe even a tail butt plug.

dumbification - LOVES when he fucks you so good that you can't even speak. his heart swells when you lay in his bed, mumbling about everything and nothing.

beelzebub

food play - cliche, i know but he likes to lick shit off of you like whipped cream or honey. once he used golden hellfire newt syrup. you couldn’t walk for almost a week after that.

oral - ANOTHER pussy eater <333. includes a little somnophilia, because he loves to eat you out even while you’re asleep (consensual of course.)

size - something about you being smaller than him. he’s able to toss you around like a doll and it awakens something in him. almost cums on the spot when you’re riding him and you’re struggling to take him in your tight cunt :((.

hair pulling - loves when you pull his hair, whether its when he’s eating you out or when he’s fucking you so good and the first thing you grab is his hair <3

marking/breeding - he can get VERY possessive so he loves to leave hickeys on you, EVERYWHERE. thighs, chest, neck, everywhere. both visible and unnoticeable. breeding you makes him absolutely feral. it motivates him to pound you into oblivion.

overstimulation - he doesn’t mean to do it he swears, sometimes he just can’t get enough and doesn’t wanna stop! especially after such a rough day with all of his school council work :(

slight voyeurism - he loves to fuck you in the locker bathrooms after winning a game of fangol. he just can’t wait until you get home and he still has adrenaline pumping through his veins, might as well get it all out now.

belphegor

somnophilia - another cliche yes, but! he loves to fall asleep with his dick so deep in you and he wakes you up with desperate thrusts.

fingering - he loves when you sit in his lap, especially at dinner or in public, he sneaks his hand underneath your little skirt and teases you before fucking you with his fingers underneath the table. loves to watch you struggle trying to keep your noises in.

choking - yes. you heard me. and no not because of that lesson. he just loves the way his hand looks wrapped around your little throat! he can’t help himself.

breeding - another possessive one. a teensy bit yandere but nevermind that. the image of you with a baby bump popped into his head one time and it was burned into his memory. ever since then, he’s always came inside you claiming “it’s less of a hassle.”

cockwarming - going back to the first one, he loves falling asleep in you. it’s so warm and it makes him feel so cozy.

auralism - loves to hear you moan and it’s probably his possession talking but he always wants everyone to hear your beautiful sounds!

bondage - only when he has to. i.e when you cover your mouth with your hand as to not make noise. he doesn’t like that so he ties your hands and pins them down.

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l3irdl3rain · 1 year

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I know Duncan lives a very happy, supported, and fulfilled life - you take such good care of your pets and are really receptive to their needs! But my heart still twinges when I see him fall or twitch 🥺

Does that ever get easier for you? I've never been in the position to care for a disabled pet, but I can imagine that once you get to know their personalities and moods it goes from "oh poor little thing" to "this is normal and just how things are" pretty quickly.

It's hard seeing animals struggle, and it's actually a source of anxiety for me when I consider adopting a disabled pet myself. Like, I'm worried it would be really emotionally difficult to watch my pet fall over on their way to get attention every day, even if I knew they were fine and that was normal for them, yknow? I guess, have you found it gets easier when its your pet?

Also thanks for sharing these little guys' lives and answering questions! It's a joy to see them thriving and it's awesome to see what caring for animals with specific needs actually looks like!

I’m not gonna lie, Duncan can make me sad at times. I can tell he’s happy and he’s not uncomfortable but it’s sad in a way none of my other special needs cats have been for me. I feel bad that he isn’t ever going to be able to do the things a normal cat can do. However, I also trust myself to know when it’s time and to make the decision to euthanize. And I know if I wait too long Doc will let me know I’m being unfair to Duncan. That makes it easier.

All that sad stuff being said, it’s not like it’s something terrible that weighs on me everyday. Like you said, I see him every single day, so I recognize this as normal for him. Things like seizures are obviously always going to be awful to witness because it’s awful for him to have to go through that. But things like falling over? He doesn’t care, he’ll just get back up and try again.

Also! Don’t let severe cases like Duncan completely scare you off special needs pets. I’m not gonna lie, owning a cat like Duncan isn’t for everyone. He’s an unbelievable amount of work and he is far more emotionally taxing than the average cat. However, there are pets with special needs that aren’t nearly as extreme. As an example, Maccready was extremely easy to own in comparison. Speaking in regards to both the actual care but also the emotional aspects.

#ask #Duncan #he’s the most disabled cat I’ve ever owned #like all my other cats could basically still do normal cat things #also honestly none of my other cats ever really made me sad #like obviously yes when they passed but not on a day to day basis

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throttlee · 6 months

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hi there! i've been the hugest fan of your artwork for EVER, took a little break from tumblr but recently got sucked back in and the first thing I remembered was your account. i excitedly checked it for more art, and of course you did not disappoint. your pieces are so so pretty, and the way you make the mood say a thousand things is extremely talented and makes your art so unique. although you do a lot of... saucy art (wink wink), you somehow convey feelings like comfort, longing, and affection through their eyes or just your way of painting digitally. i just saw that you responded to a sweet comment a while ago saying that you appreciated their compliments as you were thinking of quitting, and i can't describe the fear that went through me. if you do quit, then good for you! it'll probably free up more time, make you less stressed, or take away pressure-- i don't personally know since I'm not an artist. but if you don't, i'll be VERY happy because your account is one of the most wonderful things i've ever come across. i consume some pretty toxic content on here, but your art is genuinely the purest thing and i always scream with excitement every time you post. you make me giggle on the subway and at home and near my cat and i scare her every time. ALSO I SEE THAT YOU THINK YOU'RE BAD AT ART AND IT MAKES ME SO MAD. STOP SPEAKING YOU'RE LITERALLY A PRODIGY I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR SUCH LIES. YOUR PAINTINGS OF MY ABSOLUTE MOST BELOVED CHARACTERS ARE GODLY!!! anyways i love u and hope ur doing well, mentally and physically. love you forever and ever (even though I'm a literal stranger <333)!

btw I had a dream and you were in it so idk what happened w that??? just realized I sound creepy asf but im in love w ur art and ur account. sending u lots of love from toronto!!

hello there. i honestly did not know how to answer that. i am just one small artist from a very small niche among millions online. your message overwhelmed me with love! is such a big pleasure to flourish so many enthusiasm towards my creations, i feel i achieved a small medal on my chest, one that tells me there are few people out there who genuinely seek out for me and what i am able to deliver. i don't know if i deserve so many love nor a space in your memory to even remember my page back, but it sure brought a tear of happiness and joy on me. feels all the hard work was worth, after all. thank you very much and everybody who think the same. i will treasure the words and i hope my art can always touch you and bring a lot of joy, no matter when. 🥺🥺🥺

#throttlee

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good-cop-bad-cop · 11 days

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Care to share some of your GCBC headcanons?

🔸️ I'm going to be pulling a lot of these from previously answered asks. It'll be nice having them in one spot.

✮ Their full name is Garrett William Copp. They developed as a "they", but Ma and Pa didn't realize it until they were a few months old and began to show two distinct personalities. So Good ended up getting called Garrett, and Bad ended up getting called William. He vastly prefers his name to be shortened to Liam. Don't ever call him Will. Especially don't try calling him Bill.

✮ Their birthday is October 31, 1969. (Yes, I am aware that would make them 54 now. It's still 2014 for them.)

✮ Bad has always enjoyed physical activity and played many sports when they were kids. His favorites were baseball and track & field. He also took up boxing in college. Good had more of an interest in theatre- Bad gave up sports their senior year of high school so Good would have the time to do something he enjoyed for once.

✮ They had difficulty controlling their switching when they were younger- Good especially. He's always been the stronger of the two of them that way and can easily take control from Bad, no matter how hard Bad tries to resist. Unfortunately this, paired with Bad's need to be active, often led to injuries.

✮ Existing as they do also led to a lot of bullying and fights throughout school. Bad was always quick to switch in to defend Good- but he never threw the first punch.

✮ Bad prefers savory flavors, while Good prefers sweet. This played a large part in why they chose their particular culinary skills.

✮ Good has always been better at things like math and chemistry, which helps a lot with his interest in baking. Bad, with his long-standing love of reading, is remarkably good at things like spelling and grammar- to the point he turns off spellcheck and autocorrect on every device they use because it just drives him crazy.

✮ They both have specific emotions that they feel very strongly, and specific emotions they have a very difficult time feeling at all, and often need the other to either bring them back down or help them process it. Good's strong emotion is joy, and the emotion he is incapable of feeling on his own is anger. The most he can feel without Bad's help is annoyance. Bad is pretty much the opposite. He often needs Good to help keep his quick temper in check, and without Good's help, the happiest he is capable of feeling is 'content'. They both feel sadness/despair the same; Good is just much more comfortable with and capable of crying. Bad has to reach some pretty extreme limits before the tears will finally come.

✮ They dream together! Not always, but about 90% of the time. Sometimes they still share a body, sometimes they're separate. They especially like the dreams where they're separate and have been practicing lucid dreaming because, even if it's only a dream, they enjoy having the chance to do things together like normal brothers. They know they wouldn't be able to function if they really were separated though.

✮ Bad's tastes in music are pretty much limited to classic rock, traditional Irish, and ambient/atmospheric (think movie/video game music). Good, on the other hand, will listen to just about anything- especially if it's loud, upbeat, or both. His favorite genre is symphonic metal, and Bad often tells him he sounds like Fabio (former lead singer of Rhapsody of Fire) when he sings, just with a different accent.

✮ They very likely have the creative spark needed to be a Master Builder. No one's ever bothered to try training them to find out though.

✮ They're both mainly coffee drinkers. Bad prefers his black (maybe every once in a blue moon with just a touch of sugar), while Good prefers lattes, usually mocha but sometimes with other flavor shots, depending on what he's in the mood for. They're the same way when it comes to tea, as rarely as they drink it. Bad prefers hot herbal teas (specifically mint or chamomile) to unwind in the evenings, also very rarely sweetened. Good likes tea lattes (London Fog is his favorite so far) or milk teas for a sweet caffeine boost that's different from his usual fare. The only iced tea either of them will drink is their mom's sun tea, which she sweetens with honey and adds fresh crushed mint leaves to.

#ask gcbc #lore

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chvoswxtch · 1 year

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Hello my love! I love the way you write Frank (AND Matt, but im in a Frank mood tonight). I’m not sure if you’re taking requests rn, but if you are, I love to submit one!! Tbh I’m so sick of how douchey guys are these days on apps, and the “oh you just wanted a free meal” behavior and dating rn is the fucking worst. What’s your take on a situation where you’re friends with Frank and you complain about how badly men behave these days, and he offers to take you on a real date and treat you right? Bc I could use a Frank to rescue me and treat me right rn 😫

hello my darling! thank you so much, omg. you're too kind🥺

ok first of all when I say you are PREACHING to the damn CHOIR !!! I tried a few dating apps and I loathed every single one of them. straight up was not having a good time. it was an absolute travesty, so I feel for you so hard right now angel.

this is my first time doing a headcannon so this is super exciting and i'm happy we get to do this together!! because you absolutely DESERVE a frankie to rescue you and treat you right because you are a goddamn CATCH you are a GLOWING GODDESS and anyone should be so heckin LUCKY as to go on a date with you ❤️

headcannon is going to be below the cut bc y'all know I get carried away, especially with my baby frankie

frank castle & dating apps

first things first: frank castle is very old fashioned, so the idea of a dating app probably not only confuses the fuck out of him but also makes him grimace. like the man without a doubt hates texting, preferring an actual phone call instead, and most likely comes up with a million different threats to your security and worst case scenarios when you teach him about online dating

"don't you wanna meet someone the old fashioned way? how can you tell they're not a complete asshole just by a picture and a few words? what if they ain't who they say they are? you still got that knife I gave ya?"

frank already made you share your location with him a long time ago for safety reasons but now makes you text him the address of wherever it is you're going on these "dates" as well as check in with him every hour

he would probably be adamant about coming with you and sitting in a corner somewhere so he could keep an eye on you but you quickly shot that down bc it's frank and he's very hard to miss and you would have a hard time explaining to your date why that big guy across the room looks like he's seconds away from committing murder (you know exactly which look i'm talking about)

frank requests you send him a picture of whatever guy you're meeting just in case he needs to hunt him down find him if you don't check in or something happens, and never hesitates to offer a look of utter disdain and merciless judgment when you finally send it

"really? you're goin' on a date with this? the options on them apps that goddamn bad, sweetheart?"

frank is extremely shameless in verbally eviscerating every single guy you show him or tell him about and never misses an opportunity to make his opinions known

one night you storm into his apartment without knocking (a common occurrence he's finally gotten used to) and plop down next to him on the couch with a glass a wine (he made a mental note to keep the kind you like on hand at all times) and start to vent about your latest disaster date

the guy made you drive nearly an hour out of your way to meet him at a sketchy dive bar, spent the whole night talking about himself and cutting you off every time you spoke, and then had the AUDACITY to ask you to cover the tab because he "forgot" his wallet at home (this actually happened to me once)

frank can't take it anymore. this online dating thing has been going on for months and every time you vent to him about these assholes, it gets harder and harder for him to control his feelings for you because he's supposed to be your friend and the guys you've been going out with look nothing like him and as much as he wants to be with you, he's scared to ruin the one good thing he has. so, frank hatches a plan

"alright, I can't take this shit anymore. don't make plans friday night. we're goin' out."

he says it so nonchalantly, you almost don't catch what he means. you splutter out your wine, staring over at frank because there's no way he just asked you out on a date??? frank catches your look and offers a timid smile, reaching over to squeeze your knee gently

"relax. i'm just gonna show you what a real date should be like. you've been on so many shitty ones, I don't even know if you know what a good one is. let me help you raise your standards a bit."

let me tell you something, frank castle knows a thing or two about romance. this man goes ALL OUT. picking you up at your door (on time, early even), flowers in hand (your favorites bc he actually listens when you talk), is the most dressed up you've ever seen him (it's a dress shirt and jeans but he's usually covered in blood so), opens all the doors for you and pulls out your chair, takes you to a restaurant he knew you would love bc he knows your favorite dish & dessert, spends the whole night asking you questions about things he's always wanted to know about you, makes you laugh with silly jokes and stories, and tells you several times throughout the night how beautiful he thinks you look

you've always had a crush on frank (how could you not honestly) so you were a nervous wreck about the whole thing and what it meant for your friendship and if he was just doing this to be nice because he felt sorry for you or if he actually liked you back

but the date is not only the best one you've ever been on but also the easiest because it's frank and he's your best friend and you've never felt more comfortable or at ease with someone and when the check comes it makes your heart sink because you never want this date to end, even if it isn't real

the entire walk back to your apartment there's a palpable nervous energy between the two of you and his hands are in his pockets but you desperately wish they were holding yours and when you stop at your door there's a million thoughts racing through your head that you wanna say but the look in frank's eyes steals the oxygen straight out of your lungs

"listen I uh...know I said this was just to show you how a real date should be and what not, and I did mean that but...I really just wanted to show you how you should be treated ya'know. how...how I would treat you, if you'd let me. i'd give you the goddamn world if you asked, sweetheart. I don't know if I read tonight wrong, but I know I could be the right man for you, and I think you know that too. at least, I hope you do. there's nothin' I wouldn't do for you, honey. I understand if you don't feel the same way-"

you don't even let frank finish that sentence before you're dragging him down by his collar and crashing your lips together because holy shit frank, your frank, wants you just as much as you want him

needless to say you invite him up and show him just how much you want him despite his weak attempt at trying to continue to be a gentleman

"sweetheart, we can take it slow. I don't mind-" "frank I swear to god if you don't take your pants off right now, i'm never kissing you again." "yes ma'am."

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