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the-cat-and-the-birdie · 11 months

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Boyfriend!Hobie Brown Heacanons - Hobie Brown x GN!reader

I am not normal about Hobie Brown and I don't plan on stopping

Before we begin!! I feel like Hobie would be really slow and hesitant on letting his partner know he's Spider-man (considering he wasn't willing to tell Miles).

So I imagine he'd try to juggle it with the band and all the political action he does. He just wants to keep you safe, but when it comes up he usually brushes off why he up and disappears sometimes. But if directly confronted, he's not gonna lie cause he feels like that's shitty. If asked why he's gone, he'd come out and say it, but try to soften the blow best he can.

(With that out of my system)

Okay first things first Hobie is the most SUPPORTIVE bf ever

No matter what he's always in your corner

Hobie believes in his partner a lot, and that means he'll always back you - even if he's the only person to have your back

And he knows you can handle your own, but if anyone has anything to say about it they can deal with him

(RIP to anyone who tries to talk down to you or insult you cause he finna roast they asses no filter)

He's an incredibly good listener. Like crazy good

Hobie's able to bring up things you don't even remember telling him, things said in passing that yoy may not think is important, but he still picks up on

Which is why he's really good to vent to. He may not have a lot of words of comfort, but is has a shoulder to cry on, and if you're angry, he's always there to validate that. Plus no matter what you're going through, he'll always encourage you to get through it, and keep your head up

Hobies also a low-key romantic (in his own way).

If you think Pavi is a great boyfriend then wait to you get with Hobie

If you're like most people, Hobie is most likely taller than you.

He's a lot touchier than you'd think, in his own way. Leaning on you, hanging off of you, arm over your shoulder, or crossing his legs over yours.

Hobie is a man of much slang and many nicknames (and part of the reason people playfully call Pav 'Big Steppa')

He'd call you nicknames more than your actual name - 'love',' 'darling', 'bird' the like, along with some few custom ones

Most of his date ideas involve breaking the law in some way and bashing the occassional facist together

Hobie is actually incredibly smart, both street wise and science wise, so I imagine he's pretty well read. I could see him really enjoying the some anarchist literature with his partner, and then discussing it with them

Protests are his favorite kind of date, followed by concerts, and picnics in abandoned buildings

(or, after he meets Miles, going out to graffiti)

he lets you wear his vest and even helps you make your own

He may not be as verbally affectionate or into PDA as Pavi is, but he still makes it clear that he trusts you and cares about what you have to say

He may not say 'I love you' in front of people, but he'll pull you onto his lap, or ask if you're okay, and give you slang-covered compliments all the time

Being Spider-man is actually a lot more stressful than Hobie lets on

And like most Spider-men, he looks to his other half as support, emotionally

being an international rockstar and anti-facist icon comes with big images, but when he and his partner are alone, he feels a lot more relaxed and a lot less pressured.

Hobie's been Spider-man for 3 years, meanwhile Pavi and Gwen are both in their first months of joining the spider-society. Because of that, he kinda feels responsible for them

He's been putting up with the Spider-Society's shit for years (hence why Miguel is so done with him)

There's definitely times he's come home to his dimension cursing and fuming

Any type of injustice or power inbalance really pisses him off, and sometimes if its really bad he can't stop thinking about it

Especially growing up in a totalitarian universe

He leans on his partner to remind him that there are still good people out there fighting for what's right

Hobie has already gone through most of his canon events, and he carries that with him, though he won't say it

From his reaction in atsv, he doesn't talk about it a lot, and tries is best to brush it off but sometimes, it just can't be ignored

his partner would probably be the only person he brings it up to and it just makes him more pissed with the spider-society

When he's relaxed though Hobie may be more quiet in private, strumming his guitar as his listens to you, or kicking back while the two of you shoot the shit

Pavi's energy hypes him up a lot though, so you two hit up Mumbattan a lot

Or he loves bringing his partner to band practice and mic checks. And he always calls them out in the crowd if he's on the mic

Last sweet stuff okay

If he's gone he'll give his partner one of his bracelets. He'll just be like 'oi, hold this.' then leave chill as hell

Gwen, Pavi, and Miles are all really supportive of you two, even if they have a thousand questions in the beginning (all of which he dodges or plays off)

He's not one to get jealous at all. But he will join a conversation and casually mention the rockstar-model thing. Just to assert dominance. A subtle flex

He keeps asking you to give him a stick & poke somewhere because he thinks it's a cute idea

He likes doing that thing where he sits behind you while he teaches you guitar

He loves having you sleep over, and you can crash in his dimension any time

Especially after he meets Gwen. His fave thing to do is to just play while he listens to the two of you talk for hours

Hobie is a really heavy sleeper but somehow gets up exactly when he needs to be or right before shit starts going down - otherwise he sleeps till 1pm everyday

If theres anything Hobie is, its loyal and supportive, and he wants nothing more than for you to be safe, and free, and happy

(even if most of his advice is throwing a brick at someone)

He is always pushing you to do better, to speak up for yourself or trust yourself because he knows how much you're capable of

And finally he knows your favorite song by heart to the point that if hes zoning out or missing you, he'll strum it on the guitar without even realizing

(okay bye lemme know what you thought thanks for reading loves also I am not okay i am obsessed with him )

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sturnioloskyline · 2 months

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smoke sesh

pairing: dealer!chris x fem!reader

warnings: use of marijuana, awkwardness, making out, not proofread

summary: you decide it’s finally time to smoke weed. you’re inexperienced, but maybe your dealer, chris, can guide you through it.

a nervous pit began to form in y/n's stomach as she paced around her bedroom. for the first time in a while, she was expecting a guest.

y/n's personal life was rough at the moment. she just moved out of her parents' house to live on her own, she was struggling to find what she wanted to do with her life, and, on top of it all, her love life was going terribly.

she tried it all — dating apps, clubs, frat parties, coffee shops — y/n couldn't seem to find love anywhere. her friends even tried to set her up, but all of her dates ended the same: y/n either had no interest in the men she was set up with or got horribly mistreated by them. all that y/n had been dreaming of recently was a hot guy who also happened to not be an asshole, but that seemed to be a rarity these days.

overall, y/n had been down in the dumps and was in desperate need of a pick-me-up. that was when she remembered her best friend recommending a soothing solution.

...

"seriously, it just makes you feel... better," y/f/n explained, sitting next to y/n on her bed.

"i don't know. it just makes me nervous, i guess, losing control." y/n said to her friend. "like i want to be in full control of my brain and my body at all times."

"you are in control. you're just less scared," y/f/n smiled at y/n. "y'know, i think you would really benefit from smoking weed."

y/n scoffed. she was an adult now, and she had never tried any substances before. she wasn't against recreational drugs, she just never had the urge to partake in them. "yeah right. as if you'd catch me casually with a blunt in hand."

y/f/n giggled at the image of her friend smoking. "yeah. but you would be a lot less stressed. if you ever change your mind, i have a dealer, just saying…"

y/n rolled her eyes. "yeah. I'll keep you posted."

...

and now here y/n was, in the middle of the night, chewing on her fingernails as she waited for a response from the man whose snapchat she'd gotten from her friend the other day.

y/n's phone pinged and she immediately brought the screen to her face to read the notification.

chris sturniolo

yeah i can be there soon

y/n's heart raced in anticipation. surprisingly, she was more excited than nervous. she'd been so tense, she was looking forward to anything that could take the edge off. y/n hearted the message and made her way to the kitchen so she could wait closer to the door.

y/n didn't really know what to expect for the interaction she was about to have. she assumed that it would just be like any other transaction: he'd show her the options, she'd pay him, and that would be that.

but as she waited, y/n grew more nervous about the purchase. she quickly pulled out her phone to google "what happens when you buy weed from a guy on snapchat", before she caught a glimpse of a certain notification.

chris sturniolo sent you a snap

y/n curiously clicked the notification, opening to a picture of chris in the driver's seat of his car, taken from his lap. he face hung over the camera but his blue eyes were focused on the road in front of him. his soft brown hair stuck out slightly under the grey beanie he was wearing, and a silver chain dangled from his neck.

y/n was left in awe. she didn't really know what she expected him to look like, but it was definitely not that. this guy looked good, the kind of look that made y/n's cheeks heat up from just one picture. y/n was only more anxious about the whole situation now that she knew a really cute guy was involved. before she even had time to process the whole thing, another notification pops up at the top of her screen.

chris sturniolo is typing...

y/n hesitated for a second before opening her chats with chris. he had only sent one word.

chris sturniolo

here

y/n silently cursed herself for her impulsiveness in inviting chris over. she was way too eager, and now everything was becoming way too real. soon enough y/n could hear footsteps outside her door, and three rapid knocks echoed in her ears. she apprehensively made her way to the door, opening it to reveal chris standing there with a backpack slung over one shoulder.

"hey."

"hi," y/n replied awkwardly, cracking her door farther open. chris took this as an invitation to step inside, and he walked in and glanced around the area.

"nice place." chris mumbled, making his way over to y/n's kitchen without any instruction. y/n just watched him as she locked her front door, unsure of what to do. chris took off his backpack and set it on the counter, beginning to take out various plastic baggies and laying them out.

"so... how does this work?" y/n asked, slowly approaching chris in the kitchen as she watched him move.

"um, what do you mean?" chris's eyebrows furrowed, but he kept his attention on the task at hand. y/n remained silent, unsure of how to answer. chris stopped and looked up at her. "have you ever bought weed before?"

"no..." y/n replied meekly, slightly embarrassed. chris chuckled and shook his head.

"well... do you know what you want?" chris asked. he tilted his head at y/n as she approached the counter, letting her take a look at the different strains, labeled by sharpie on the baggies.

“what’s the best one, for um, beginners?” y/n squeaked out, nervous under chris’s gaze.

chris walked up behind y/n, and placed his hands on the counter on either side of her waist. y/n breath hitched in her throat as she felt chris's abdomen press lightly against her back. he looked over y/n's shoulder at the bags on the counter sighing.

"i mean, personally, i don't think the strain matters," chris explained casually picking up a bag and examining the bud inside. "but i guess since you haven't tried anything before, you could try a hybrid first."

y/n nodded absentmindedly, not really focusing on what chris was saying. she was more focused on how his bicep slightly flexed as he flipped the bag of weed around in his hand, and the faint smell of cologne that wafted past her nose as she moved. her eyes drifted to his fingers, fiddling with the bag's seal. chris noticed, a small smile forming on his face.

"wanna try it right now?" chris asked, snapping y/n out of her trance.

"what? oh! um, yeah," y/n mumbled, stepping away from chris to face him. "uh, how much?"

chris chuckled and shook his head. "it's okay. on the house."

"oh no, you don't have to-"

"it's your first time, enjoy it." chris interrupted, setting the bag down on the counter and reaching into his bag for supplies.

y/n watched silently, butterflies swarming in her stomach. she had never felt this way about a guy before, let alone a guy she had just met who also happened to be dealing her drugs. it was something about the way chris's black tank top hugged his torso and the way his jeans hung low around his hips, revealing the waistline of his boxers. chris had undeniable sexual appeal, and y/n just couldn't help herself from feeling flustered around him.

chris pulled a grinder, rolling papers, filters and an ashtray out of his backpack. y/n finally ripped her eyes away from chris to focus on what he was doing. he took a bit of the weed and ground it down, turning his head quickly to glance back at y/n. he caught her watching him and flashed her a grin before focusing again. y/n blushed profusely.

a few minutes of comfortable silence passed as chris tightly rolled two joints, gliding his tongue along the wrapping paper to seal them. y/n was mesmerized, both by the meticulous process and the fact that chris was the one doing it. chris set down the joints and backed up from the counter.

"have you ever smoked anything before?" chris asked curiously, watching y/n's face. he could sense that she was nervous, from the way she was fidgeting to the way her voice was barely audible with every response she gave. y/n bit her cheek as she looked into chris's eyes, shaking her nead slowly. "do you want me to.. smoke with you?"

"would you?" y/n seemed to have a weight lifted off of her shoulders as soon as chris asked. the reaction made chris smile.

"yeah, of course," chris chuckled, sticking his hand in his jeans pocket and fishing out an orange lighter. "you're gonna want a water bottle or something."

y/n nodded, walking around to the fridge, grabbing two water bottles. she walked back over to chris's side, handing him a water bottle. chris flipped it in his hand effortlessly, thanking her soflty and picking up the ashtray, joints, and lighter in his other hand.

"is there a window we could sit by? don't wanna leave your place smelling too bad." chris looked around for a place to sit.

"yeah, here," y/n replied, turning around and leading chris to her living room. where she sat on a small couch just below a window. chris sat down next to her leaning over to the wall and helping her push the window open. they sat back down on the couch and faced each other as chris set down an ashtray on the coffee table in front of them. y/n took a deep breath as chris took a joint in his left hand, holding it between his thumb and pointer as he held his lighter in his other hand.

"okay. so," chris began explaining, looking at y/n's face as he did. y/n's eyes flicked up to meet his, and the two maintained eye contact as chris talked through the process. "i'll take puff first, i guess, to show you how."

y/n nodded, watching as chris brought the joint in front of his face and light it, bringing it down the tray and tapping it before bringing it between his pink lips. his cheeks hollowed as he took a long inhale. he took the joint out fo his mouth and passed it to y/n, who shakily took it in between her fingertips. chris's eyebrows furrowed from the slight sting of the smoke he was holding in his lung, watching y/n's hands to make sure that the joint stayed lit. he tilted his head to the window to release the smoke from his mouth, blowing it out into the night air. y/n watched the whole thing, only growing more anxious.

"so you just wanna inhale with it in your mouth, lightly," chris spoke, nodding to give y/n the go-ahead. y/n brought the joint up to her lips, her hand trembling. she stuck the joint in her mouth and tightly wrapped her lips around it.

"like this?" y/n mumbled around the joint. chris chuckled and brought his own hand to y/n's wrist.

"here, relax," chris moved y/n's hand away from her face a bit. "open your mouth more. just rest it there, gentle."

chris's voice was quiet as he readjusted y/n's form. she watched him as his face leaned in closer to her own. "better. now inhale."

y/n inhaled softly, feeling the smoke travel through her body, her throat scratching a bit.

"once it kinda burns, stop and hold it in your lungs." y/n brought the joint down, handing it to chris and holding her breath. her face scrunched up as she felt a burning sensation in her chest begin to grow. out of reflex, she quickly turned to the window and coughed out smoke. chris's hand flew out to her back for support. "woah! you okay?"

"yeah, just—" y/n cut herself off by coughing. chris kept his hand on the small of y/n back as she coughed. he set the joint down in the tray and reached over to grab a water bottle from the table, unscrewing it and bringing it up to y/n's lips, she reached out and took the bottle, taking a sip to sooth the fire in her lungs.

"it's okay, deep breaths, you'll be okay." chris murmured affirmations as y/n worked through her cough attack. eventually, y/n calmed down and brought her hand up to wipe the few tears that pricked at the corner of her eyes.

"i'm sorry, i think i inhaled too long," y/n chuckled awkwardly, embarrassed at herself for coughing like that in front of chris. it was then that y/n became hyperaware of chris's hand on her back, causing her to blush.

"it's okay, it happens to everyone," chris grinned at y/n, finding her shyness endearing. "we'll take it slow. you feelin' anything yet?"

"nope," y/n smiled awkwardly, watching as chris effortlessly took another hit. chris handed the joint back to her, and she took a short puff, blowing the smoke out the window with a few coughs.

"better!" chris grinned, causing y/n to giggle.

"thanks," y/n mumbled, taking another sip of water. chris tapped the joint against the ashtray and bringing it to his mouth. "so, when did you start smoking?"

chris chuckled at the icebreaker, smoke spewing out of his mouth. the two of them fell into small talk as they shared the joint, growing more and more comfortable with each other as they lazily passed the weed back and forth. suddenly y/n felt a wave wash over her, and her sensed heightened. her body stiffened, and chris noticed, his eyes flicking over her face.

"you okay?" chris asked for a second time, lightly reaching out and grazing his fingertips against y/n's arm.

"yeah..." y/n spoke lowly, her eyes landing on chris's. something about chris seemed different now. his features were more prominent and detailed, and she was definetly even more drawn to him. without thinking, she reached out and touched chris's silver chain, fiddling with it in her fingers, the sensation feeling unique. "chris?"

"yeah?" chris's voice was just above a whisper, his eyes not leaving y/n's face. something about the way her delicate hands pulled at his necklace made his breath hitch. he found himself craving her touch, but pushed the thought away, blaming it on the marijuana in his system.

"i think it's hitting me." y/n looked back up at chris, her eyes flicking between his. chris swallowed.

"how's it feel?"

"feels like... i'm in a dream," y/n spoke absentmindedly, not breaking eye contact with chris. chris smiled and nodded at her explanation. y/n couldn't help but smile back. "you're really sweet, chris."

"is that suprising?" chris asked, a heat slowly rising to his cheek at the compliment.

"yeah, kinda," y/n whispered. chris's eyes flicked to y/n's lips as she spoke, and before he could stop himself, chris was asking y/n a question.

"can i kiss you?"

y/n's jaw fell slightly open at the question, completely taken off guard. chris's own eyes widened, and he quickly pulled himself away from y/n, his face quickly reddening. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to say that out loud, i mean, i want to, i mean—!"

with a sudden boost of confidence, y/n leaned closer to chris and looked up at chris through her eyelashes, leaving chris too flustered to keep defending himself. "please kiss me."

chris needed no further encouragement, his hands finding y/n's face and pulling her up to meet him. his eyes quickly flicked to y/n's before he leaned in and pressed his lips to y/n's. his lips were surprisingly soft, moving slowly against y/n's. chris's tongue slipped past his lips, and y/n opened her mouth, allowing him in. y/n's hands moved to chris's neck, one of her hands travelling under his beanie to grip at his hair.

chris kept one of his hands on y/n's cheek, letting the other one fall down to hold her waist. he spread his legs apart, pulling y/n towards him. y/n broke the kiss to yelp in surprise, sending the both of them into a giggling fit. warmth spread throughout y/n's body as she watched the way chris's eyes crinkled as he laughed, flashing his teeth. the image only made her smile more. y/n leaned into chris, tucking her face into the crook of his neck. chris wrapped his arms around y/n's frame without a second thought.

it was all too natural, the way chris leaned back into the couch with y/n in his arms, holding her softly. y/n hummed in content, her eyelids suddenly struggling to stay open as chris sighed underneath her.

"thanks chris," y/n mumbled lazily, letting her eyelids flutter shut as she sunk deeper into the warmth of his body.

chris hummed back, peering at the girl on his chest. he was shocked he had ended up in this position, but lord, he was not complaining. chris smiled to himself before letting his own red eyes fall shut. the drugs in chris and y/n's systems lulled them both to sleep, and they stayed like that for the rest of the night.

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author's note: wow that felt LONG. i need to smoke after that one. let me know if u want a (potentially smutty)part 2. 😚 love u bye!

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strwbmei · 29 days

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Matchup Event

Matchup for: @schendsal

Matchups: Yukong, Bronya, Eula

Contains: fluff, smut, male reader, breeding (Yukong), creampie mentions (Yukong), mentions of lactation (Yukong), breast play (Yukong and Bronya), marking (Bronya), semi-public sex (Eula), implied masturbation (Eula), blowjob (Eula)

A/N: Sorry for taking so long! Honestly, it was Yukong's part that took the longest because there was a bunch of stuff I had to confirm with the lore and then I ended up changing most of it by the time I was almost finished. Hope you like it, though!

Ask:

Congratulations on reaching 1,000 followers, I hope you continue to grow more and more!

Personality-wise I tend to be an ambivert.

Around close friends I'm the one in the group who's always cracking jokes or saying the most mind-numbingly stupid things. I do this to make them laugh and keep their spirits high, since I know that life can be pretty stressful for everyone. If that stress gets to be too much, then I'm happy to hear out their troubles and lend them a shoulder for support. I might not be able to solve their problems, but I want to be a source of strength for them at the least.

Outside my friend group I become a lot more closed off. Instead of goofing off, I'm told I become diligent and considerate of others. I like to make sure school assignments are completed ahead of time so my group can review it and help other groups if they become stuck. Though I usually end up as the group lead, I don't like to lead by force. Instead I prefer to let my team play to their strengths, and I'll make up the weaknesses as we go along. A happy team is a good team after all!

This doesn't mean I'm not without my flaws. I can be really immature at times, and I get depressed if I feel like I'm holding others back or can't perform at the high standard I set for myself. When this happens I usually close myself off from others and listen to music until I feel better. I can get competitive when it comes to things I'm passionate about, but not to the point of lashing out at others.

In terms of hobbies I have a few outside of games. I like reading, cooking for others, listening to music, and cheesy romance novels. I sketch a bit too, but I'm not very good at it, haha. I'm the type to take a lot of interest in my partners hobbies, and I'd probably bug them a bunch about it.

For the ask, I'd like a mix of SFW and NSFW with whomever I'm paired with. Sadly the only fandoms I'm familiar with are Honkai: Star Rail and Genshin Impact. Grinding for those two eats up most of my spare time, so I haven't gotten to try the others. The scenario could be a festival date or comforting one another after a long day of work. But if inspiration strikes you, feel free to write what you please!

I'm a heterosexual dominant, so I suppose I wouldn't want to be paired up with any of the men. (Fine as they may be). Intimacy for me is more about the connection than being extreme with it, and I take pride in providing my partner with pleasure. For my own tastes, I am into breeding, sleepy sex, semi-public sex, oral (giving & receiving), and breast play.

Yukong

╰┈➤ SFW ;

: ̗̀➛ No one would've guessed that you two were in a relationship, especially with how you two act in the workplace. In fact, everyone thought Yukong disliked you due to the high standard she always held you to when that was only because she knew she could count on you.

: ̗̀➛ That said, your relationship wasn't a secret. Yukong wasn't exactly the type to be all clingy and affectionate in public, much less while on the job, so everyone dismissed it as a joke whenever you called her your wife. They just thought you were one of those guys who liked getting treated harshly. Safe to say they were floored when they saw Yukong giving you a kiss on the cheek before heading into the building.

: ̗̀➛ She may have been an ace pilot who could calmly conquer the battlefield in any situation, but she couldn't help but feel nervous introducing you to Qingni. Yukong was extremely relieved that the two of you got along. Though, much to her detriment, you bonded over pulling silly pranks on her when she least expected them.

: ̗̀➛ Domestic life with Yukong couldn't be any better. She's responsible for her share of chores and helps you out whenever she can. Both her and Qingni are also a joy to cook for because you can easily see the way their eyes light up once they take the first bite.

: ̗̀➛ Once a month, without fail, the three of you clear your schedule to have a picnic trip together. Most of the time, you're the one who cooks all of the food while Yukong is the one who sets everything up. Once you're done eating, the three of you often opt to fly kites or catch up with each other. Both activities give Yukong a lot of comfort.

: ̗̀➛ Your relationship with her feels like home. In a future full of uncertainties and doubt, you find respite within each other. You might have disagreements every now and then, but they only make your bond and trust in the other person even stronger.

"Dear, could you pass me the salt, please?"

"Mm. Here you go."

"..."

"..." It's been a little bit longer than an hour since you first got home. You and Yukong didn't fight or anything, but the awkwardness is killing you. It's obvious that both of you have had a tiring day, even more so than usual.

The dining room is filled with soft, yet sharp sounds of tableware, and you're the first to actually try to break this uncomfortable silence. "You know you can talk to me about anything, Yukong." She nods and sighs. "I know, it's just... I've never been good with words."

Annnnnd it's back to that same soundlessness again. Not another word from either of you until you're in bed together. "I apologize for always treating you so harshly at work." She suddenly speaks up, turning to face you.

"It's nothing personal. Besides, I wouldn't want to get special treatment just because I'm your partner. What brought this on?"

She shakes her head. "Nothing in particular. I've just been really stressed with work lately, and I don't wish to cause any for you."

"Not at all. I know you only do that because you trust me." You smile, brushing a stray strand of hair from her forehead.

"Because you're one of the few I can depend on. You're always doing your best, and I'm proud of you for it."

"Yeah. Thank you, Yukong."

"I just want you to know that you can depend on me too. You don't have to shoulder everything on your own."

"..."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

╰┈➤ NSFW ;

: ̗̀➛ Breeding. Breeding. Breeding. It's quite literally all that's on her mind whenever the two of you make love. You could say that it's because of her genes or heat cycles, but Yukong can't deny that she's always wanted to have little pups to care for.

: ̗̀➛ She doesn't even care if she cums as long as you promise to stuff her full by the end of it. Of course, you'd never be so cruel, but it just goes to show how she'll gladly do anything to get you to breed her thoroughly.

: ̗̀➛ To Yukong, it doesn't matter whether she's on top or bottom. While she'd be grateful if you did most of the work, she's also perfectly willing to put in effort to get what she wants. Whether it be in her career or in bed, it's a whole different feeling of satisfaction to get what you've worked so hard for.

: ̗̀➛ Yukong isn't very vocal in bed, but that doesn't mean she isn't feeling good. It's quite the opposite, actually. You know you've got her good when she's biting her lip, nails digging into whatever part of you she can reach as her cunt clamps down hard on you.

: ̗̀➛ Despite never actually have given birth before, Yukong has the ability to lactate. You don't even have to play with her breasts to get her to— she'll lactate a good bit just from having an orgasm. Playing with her nipples certainly helps, though.

: ̗̀➛ Call her vanilla, but Yukong dislikes using toys in bed. She thinks they're a waste of time and prefers to get straight into the action. She won't mind using them on you if you want her to, but when it comes to herself, she'd much rather you pound her silly instead of wasting your energy on vibrators and the like.

You're in the kitchen, on your way to start making breakfast. You woke up early, and what better use of your time to make Yukong a nice meal? Currently, she's in your shared room, getting some much needed rest.

Or so you thought until you saw her standing by the doorframe wearing nothing but one of your dress shirts. "Good morning, Yukong. What do you think of pancakes for breakfast?" You smile at her, on your way to grab your apron.

You're quickly stopped in your tracks when Yukong suddenly stumbles, almost falling to the ground. "Yukong! Are you alright?" She shakes her head. "My love... I need your help."

You're worried and confused for a moment before you look down to see her thighs sticky with her fluids.

Oh.

You gulp. "I understand. Don't worry, I'll take care of you." Your hands make their way to the buttons of her shirt, and you're able to feel just how hot her body is beneath it. Even more so than during her usual heat cycles.

You leave kisses along her neck, collarbones, and her now exposed chest, but it seems Yukong doesn't want that. Her mind is hazy, and her lust for you only worsens by the second.

She takes your hand, guiding it to her dripping cunt,and you can feel just how much she needs you. Yukong looks at you with dazed eyes, "There's no need for you to be such a gentleman. I'm... really not in the mood for teasing right now."

Bronya

╰┈➤ SFW ;

: ̗̀➛ Bronya loved being the Supreme Guardian. Truly, she did—but loving something doesn't mean she's always happy to do it. She was glad to help her people and take on their burdens, but the dark circles under her eyes spoke for themselves as did her obvious fatigue.

: ̗̀➛ Every day felt like an endless cycle of document after document until you came into her life. Everybody else felt it wasn't their place to try to assist Bronya with her duties, and you were the only one who made an effort to help.

: ̗̀➛ Seeing the cup of coffee on her desk with a small note always gives Bronya the strength she needs to push through the day because she immediately knows who it's from. The coffee is made just how she likes it, at just the right temperature. It's a secret that she won't tell even you, but she keeps all of those post-its you leave in a drawer and looks through them whenever she misses you.

: ̗̀➛ Even with a busy lifestyle, she tries to make as much time for you as she can and comes home into your arms as early as possible. Sure, fancy dates might not always be feasible, but can it really get better than cuddling with each other as you fall asleep?

: ̗̀➛ She doesn't want to reveal your relationship to the public until you're married, but everyone can clearly see that the two of you have something going on. The way she smiles when she's with you is completely different.

: ̗̀➛ Overall, they're just glad that their Supreme Guardian isn't overworking herself as much. Everyone tells her to rest, but you're the only one that she isn't as stubborn with.

Cocolia Rand, her mother. Cocolia Rand, the Supreme Guardian.

Since when did the line start to blur? Perhaps such a "line" did not exist in the first place. Perhaps she deliberately chose to ignore the undeniable signs of impending catastrophe. And yet, what did that lead to?

It's already been a year, but her nightmares repeat like clockwork all the same. Just when she thinks she's come to accept what happened, memories much too vivid come back to haunt her.

Bronya jolts awake in a cold sweat. She tries to draw breath, but air fails to enter her lungs. It feels as if they've closed themselves; as if this were punishment for her ignorance.

"Bronya... Bronya!" You call out to her. Seeing you has eased the aching in her heart ever so slightly, and finally, she can breathe.

Bronya hadn't shed a single tear since that day; she vowed to herself and to her mother that she wouldn't. Yet, without realizing it, a stream of them makes their way down her cheeks.

"I-I'm sorry, I don't know what's gotten into me so suddenly..." Bronya sniffles, wiping her tears. You pull her into a tight hug, and she gladly takes the opportunity to hide her face in your neck. She doesn't want you to see her like this.

"It's okay. It'll all be alright. I'm here for you."

Just like that, something inside of Bronya shatters. All of the anger and sadness she's felt for so long, all at once. She bursts into tears and sobs into your shirt. "You've been so brave, haven't you?"

Almost an hour passes as you comfort her, and she finally starts to calm down. She pulls away, looking up at you with puffy, tear-stained eyes. "There's nothing left. I've lost everything." You muster up the warmest smile you can manage and bring a hand up to caress her cheek. "You're wrong, Bronya. There is still something left." "A chance to take everything back."

╰┈➤ NSFW ;

: ̗̀➛ Bronya is the most submissive person to walk this universe EVER. The human embodiment of the phrase "you tell me to jump, I ask how high." She'll do whatever you want as soon as you say the word because making you feel good makes her feel good.

: ̗̀➛ Considering the type of person you are, sex with Bronya is almost like a competition of pleasuring the other person more. She's very good at turning you on, but she's way too tired to do much most of the time. Bronya still tries, of course, but you always end up winning this little "competition" of yours.

: ̗̀➛ She's such a big baby in a way that just makes you want to spoil her rotten. Holding hands, hugging, kissing, you name it— she'll cling onto you every chance she gets. The sweet thing just has to touch you, and you could never bring yourself to deny her.

: ̗̀➛ Her moans are so pretty, too! They're drawn-out and breathy, growing louder as she nears her orgasm. She tries not to be too loud, but it just feels too good sometimes. One side of you wants to make her scream your name loud enough for everyone else to hear, while the other wants to keep her cute sounds all to yourself.

: ̗̀➛ Scratches a lot, but the marks aren't too deep thanks to her nails always being perfectly filed. She doesn't leave hickeys (much) as she's more of the type to leave soft, quick kisses wherever she can reach. Bronya can't help feeling guilty seeing the red lines she made on your back, though. There are many other ways she can mark you as hers, after all. She doesn't want to hurt you.

"My love..." Bronya sighs dreamily, feeling your hands trail up her body. Your warmth provided her comfort to get through the night, and truly, that was the only thing she sought from you before all of this began.

A kiss. That was all it took for lust to plant itself in your hearts.

She tilted her head, and you gladly took the chance to leave soft kisses along her neck. Your fingers traced her body; down to her her hips, back up to her breasts, and finally, they found themselves playing with her nipples.

"Mmh..." Bronya groaned, leaning into your touch. You hum in response, rolling the buds on your fingers. "Beautiful girl." A soft, yet sudden pinch makes her gasp and arch her back. "Love you so much..."

Your warmth was no longer enough. Bronya wanted more; wanted you. You made her feel like the greediest woman in Belobog, and for some reason, she loved it. "Please, I want you."

Halting your movements, you gently flip her over so that you're on top of her. You take the hand covering her mouth and kiss the inside of her wrist. "Then, you will have me. I'm all yours."

Is lust just another fragment of love or an impurity that taints it? Is Bronya your adored muse, or your most beloved sin?

Eula

╰┈➤ SFW ;

: ̗̀➛ Honestly, the two of you didn't quite get along at first. She wasn't outright uncooperative when the two of you went on missions, but you could feel how strangely distant she was being for seemingly no reason. You only broke the ice once you invited her to a drink to celebrate finishing a particularly difficult mission together.

: ̗̀➛ She's never had someone willingly accompany her, much less invite her to a bar, so she ended up talking your ear off as she vented her frustrations about the discrimination she faced just for her last name. While her family has done some messed up stuff, that isn't necessarily her fault. She's just a normal girl.

: ̗̀➛ No one could've expected it, but the first thing you discovered you had in common with the infamous Spindrift Knight was your love for cheesy romance novels. How you found out? You were both drunk. You started reciting the cringiest dialogue you could remember from them, and Eula continued the lines after you.

: ̗̀➛ Even though you first got to really know her while drinking with her, Eula only really shows her true self once she's alone with you. She's the gentlest, kindest, most compassionate woman you've ever met. You wonder if the rest of Mondstadt were blind to not see Eula beyond her being a Lawrence, but really, she's only this vulnerable when she's with you.

: ̗̀➛ Marriage in particular is one of her biggest fantasies. There's just something really romantic to her about being so... deeply connected to each other. Eula always thought it'd be impossible for someone like her, yet, here you are. You accept her and all her flaws with open arms. She's so used to blazing flames to the point that your gentle warmth feels so alien. It's not a feeling she's used to, but that doesn't mean that she won't cherish it.

: ̗̀➛ Speaking of marriage, Eula would prefer to take your last name. She's not running away from her family's actions; much less is she trying to clear their name. Eula knows that what they've done is unforgivable. A name is what makes up a good part of your identity. It's what people will remember you as and it's who you are to them. Bearing your last name makes her feel like she's taking a part of you with her wherever she goes no matter how much time passes, and that gives her indescribable comfort.

Eula never liked the Windblume festival. No, Eula hated the Windblume festival.

Why wouldn't she? Everything was so noisy. Even during the day, taverns were filled with drunks merrily getting wasted. There were fewer commissioners, which left more work for her to do.

It didn't help that the Windblume Festival also symbolized the downfall of the Lawrence clan.

Festivity filled Mondstadt's winds, and any form of participation from her earned nothing but more scorn from the townspeople she works so hard to protect.

Although Eula had you this time around, she didn't want to keep you from enjoying the festival just because she couldn't participate.

Alas, she forgot to consider one thing: It's you who knows her best. You know that she wants to celebrate just like everybody else. So if she can't go to the festival, why not bring the festival to her instead?

Maybe you can't exactly replicate the festive atmosphere and the little games, but that wasn't going to stop you. The essence of the Windblume Festival doesn't lie in high-quality wine and fancy ceremonies, but in showing your loved ones that you care.

Eula had her suspicions when you suddenly took her on a date saying you "knew a spot," but she didn't expect to see a secluded place in the forest filled to the brim with dandelions.

"So? What do you think?" You smile at her, pride filling you once you see how awestruck she is. It's not often she's so surprised. "It's... beautiful." Eula replies. The softness of her voice as she says this is one she shows only to you.

After a moment passes, you take a deep breath. "You're everything to me," you pick a dandelion, presenting it to her with a confident smile on your face. "more precious than the very air I breathe..."

It's her favorite line from her favorite novel. To other people, it might not make sense, but she remembers it vividly and she's glad that you do, too. She can't help but chuckle as she takes the flower from your hand.

"Or the chocolates I love." She continues. Honestly, it sounds more cheesy rather than romantic in real life, but she can't stop herself from smiling like an idiot. After all, she always viewed those books as nothing more than a mere fantasy.

"You'll always be my treasure."

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: ̗̀➛ Great would be an understatement to describe your sex life with Eula. She's flexible, has seemingly endless stamina, and her hips work wonders. Not to mention she has the most attractive body you've seen and an even more attractive face to go along with it.

: ̗̀➛ Eula is neither dominant nor submissive. She does things her own way, based on whatever she feels like doing at a given moment. If Eula wants to ride you, she'll ride you. If she wants to give you head, she'll give you head and vice versa. Eula is just focused on making the both of you feel good.

: ̗̀➛ She's fine with mostly anything as long as she can see your face during sex. If not that, then at least to feel your hands somewhere on her. Eula might not look like the type, but she's inexperienced with all of this and she just needs to see that you're the one making her feel so good.

: ̗̀➛ Eula denies it, but she loves the risk of semi-public sex. It gets her heartbeat rising and adrenaline pumping. Everything about it from having to keep quiet to the chance of being caught in such an explicit act turns her on.

: ̗̀➛ She's surprisingly shy in bed though, especially during your first time. She becomes all cute and focused, trying her best not to mess anything up. Eula becomes more daring and bold as time passes, but hearing reassurance and praise from you is always appreciated.

: ̗̀➛ Riding you is her favorite thing to do. The position you're in gives both of you just the right amount of control. She doesn't have to move much for it to feel good either, just feeling your cock grind against her walls has her biting her moans back.

"I understand that I'm attractive, but do you always have to be so... easily roused?" Eula looks up at you, a shade of pink spotting her cheeks and eyes full of annoyance.

Okay, maybe this was partly her fault since she's been putting herself in provocative positions in front of you, but she only expected a bit of fun once you got home.

She certainly wasn't expecting to suck you off in a random alleyway where you could easily be caught.

"Eula, you really don't have to..." You sigh. Admittedly, this whole situation was really turning you on, but you didn't want to force her into doing anything she didn't want to do nonetheless.

"You really think I'd let you walk home with such an obvious boner?" She glares. She did have a point— ignoring it would just bring both of you embarrassment. "Just... make sure to finish quickly. This place reeks..."

Nimble hands work to quickly undo your pants and free your aching cock. Eula would much rather take her time in the comforts of your home, but the situation just doesn't allow for that.

Not even a second later, you can feel her lips wrapped around the tip, working its way down your length eagerly. Every inch that isn't in her mouth is being carefully handled by her hands.

It takes all of your strength to keep quiet as she moves her tongue exactly how you like it. "Fuck... Eula..." You groan. When you start softly tugging at her hair and bucking your hips, she knows you're near your orgasm.

What really brought you over the edge was the sight of Eula grinding on her own hand as she sucked you off. Warm cum fills her mouth, and she swallows all of it. "Geez, you're gonna make a mess..." She complains.

Seeing the wet patch on her shorts, you know that you'll have to finish what you started.

#strwb event #strwb smut #strwb fluff #honkai star rail #hsr #genshin impact #x reader #smut #fluff #eula #eula lawrence #genshin eula #yukong #yukong hsr #bronya #bronya rand #bronya hsr

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pricescigar · 1 year

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Utter Jealously & Posessiveness – Albert Wesker HC's

Note: I'm really loving the attention, appreciation I'm getting from making these HC's which makes me want to continue even more. So enjoy this batch of HC's. ❤️

And as always... No gender specified, for everyone to enjoy!

Photo belongs to me

CW: Mentions of Swearing , Violence and NSFW

You and Wesker have been dating for over 6 months now, and you've been loving every single minute of it. He was too perfect.

A fine gentleman Wesker is, he treats you right, he's kind, gentle and is always there for you.

Even sometimes it makes you wonder why Wesker chose to be with you, but seeing how happy he was all the time around you. It didn't take long to always see why, always filling you with glee.

You struggled in the past when it came to dating but Wesker came at the right time. You couldn't ask for anyone better than Wesker.

It was almost as if you finally found someone who deeply cares about you...

Occasionally you realised Wesker struggled with his anger, sometimes some situations would escalate. And you come in the nick of time to de-escalate it.

Wesker's temper is something, but you always find a way to comfort him. In turn he calms down, and apologises multiple times for his behaviour.

"I'm sorry my love... I didn't mean to scare you..."

You'd always reassure him it's okay, and even a few kisses on his face makes him feel better.

Wesker would wrap hid arms around you and pull you into his lap, letting you straddle him as he held you closely to his body. Muttering a soft; "Thank you."

More or less his anger shows up more when there's men/women or anyone else around you, who try to flirt with you. And that annoys him a lot.

At first he doesn't say anything of course— He just glares at them, his eyes glowing watching their every move like a hawk.

But if they do get too close to comfort, that's when he would interfere with immediate action.

Wesker would make it obvious that you are his, and his alone. An arm around your waist, holding hands, even kissing you when he arrives.

When they finally get the idea they finally go away, with Wesker's eyes still glowing watching the person walk away.

In some cases his anger goes from a 0 to 100 sometimes, he doesn't mess around.

At first you was surprised at how jealous he got, but at the same time it was really sexy. There were a few times in bed he'd make it obvious, clear that you are his.

"I won't stop until you scream my name."

He would even go as far as to having sex in the office with you, so no one else would have any second ideas to try and woo you.

There was one situation where a man almsot touched your butt but Wesker quickly arrived and broke the guys arm.

Despite how scared you was Wesker always made sure you was okay, hugging you closely to reassure you.

"I won't let anyone try to touch you like that again..." He would say as his eyes glowed.

Another thing that took you by surprise was his possessiveness, from the moment you got together with him. He was possessive and protective of you.

Which took you a while to get used to admittingly, after all Wesker is your first s/o.

Oh how he would grab your chin to make you look at him, his stern yet soft eyes staring at you as he'd whisper...

"You are mine. And mine alone, understand?"

The butterflies in your tummy and the warm welcome wet feeling down below.

Oh how he'd always smirk seeing the kind of effect he'd have on you... Always making him hard, and filled with such joy.

He'd either take you into his office to have sed with you right then and there, bemding over and rutting into you like anything.

Seeing how overstimulated you get, muttering "fuck." , "Shit." With every thrust. Making you cum on his cock right then and there.

Or he'd wait until the evening... After a long day of work, stressed from the day to take you into the bedroom.

Regularly you and Wesker Roleplay to spice up things in the bedroom, it wasn't usual for Wesker to still keep his lab coat on.

But when he'd take you to the bedroom, the familair smirk on his face. You knew what his plans were.

"Doctor Wesker would like to see you now."

Even if it isn't people flirting with you, or it's any other given situation. It doesn't stop him from protecting you, or always making it known that if you get hurt.

They would have to get through him.

#resident evil #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker #albert wesker resident evil #dbd wesker #re wesker

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eekshade · 5 months

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Cliché

Bucky Barnes x m!reader

Word Count: 1353

Warnings/Info: very cheesy!!, Bucky paid in advance, I wrote this while tired so it's not the best, this isn’t a au; Bucky just needed a job because hero business doesn’t pay well, very brief mentions to y/n having bad past relationships

Part One

It has been around a week since Bucky and y/n had first met, the two talked briefly through text, before Bucky asked y/n out for their first date. Bucky has now found himself standing in a small flower shop near y/n’s place unable to choose what kind of flowers to get for him. After a few minutes of an internal debate he finally settled on a warmly colored bouquet with a mixed variety of flowers (favoring carnations and baby’s breath), he left the store with enough time to enjoy his walk and properly plan what he was going to say.

Bucky arrived at y/n’s door a few minutes early giving him time to stress, he hadn’t really thought about how nervous he was until he had to actually knock on the door. Deciding to just get it over with, he raised his right arm and softly hit the door three times. Less than a moment had passed before the door swung open to reveal y/n in all of his glory, dressed in casual clothing but in a way one could tell he was done up; a smile across his face, that only grew at the sight of the flowers.

“Hi.” Bucky greeted with a smile, as he handed the other man the blossom.

“Hey.” Y/n replied as he quickly, but ever so gently took the flowers from Bucky and brought them into his home gesturing Bucky to follow. Bucky watched as y/n put a drain stopper into the sink, filling it up slightly as a way to turn it into a makeshift vase.

“You ready?” Y/n asked, as he for the second time, looked Bucky up and down.

“Yeah.” Bucky replied as he led the way toward the door.

The walk was fairly fast because the restaurant was only a few blocks from y/n’s house, it was a cute, small place, it was dimly lit, almost a cross between a bar and a cafe. Bucky’s nerves were going mad as he watched y/n for his reaction; his heart only beating faster when he saw the smile etched onto the younger's face. The waiter came over to sit them at a two person table near a window.

“I can’t believe I’ve never been here before.” Y/n commented as Bucky pulled his chair out for him.

“Oh how polite of you!” Y/n dramatically swooned with a hand over his forehead, as he sat.

“I try, I try.” Bucky joked back, he walked over to his chair after he pushed y/n in.

Both men laugh as they look down at their respective menus, they quietly decide what they both want to order. Y/n put his menu down, to find Bucky quietly staring at him. Before Bucky could get embarrassed by it y/n started to talk.

“Well Bucky, you already know quite a bit about me, I feel it's only right you level it out.” Y/n emphasized this by gently nudging Bucky’s foot with his own.

“What do you wanna know?” Bucky responded with a shy smile, he wanted to be able to bond but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to get into the thick of it yet.

“How about we start with what you do for work.” Y/n softly questioned.

“I do a lot of random freelancing, mostly manual labor, sometimes for the government, but that’s kind of rare.” Bucky responded truthfully, trying to not lie, while not really telling the whole truth; at least not yet.

“You like it?”

“It’s not fun by any means but it gets me by, not that I’m complaining.” Bucky added the last part hastily.

“Oh no no no, I definitely get that.” Y/n replied with widened eyes and a smirk.

The waiter walks up to the table to give them both water and to take their orders. Y/n ordered first, then Bucky, the waiter scribbling them both down onto his pocket notepad. The two men fall into a comfortable rhythm of y/n (remembering that Bucky said he prefers to have others lead the conservation) asking Bucky questions about his life and for his opinions of current events, which Bucky was mostly confused by, seeing as he didn’t really pay attention to pop culture.

They finished their meals and the waiter asked if either of them wanted a box, they both declined, after the waiter walked away Bucky asked y/n if he’s ready to leave.

“We haven’t paid the bill yet.” Y/n laughed in response.

“I already got that, don’t you worry.” Bucky replied while he stood and started walking over to y/n.

“Awe, thank you but you know you didn’t have to.” Y/n half heartedly scolded him.

“Of course I did?” Bucky became confused when he saw y/n’s amused expression, “I asked you out, so I paid. It’s common decency.” He added.

“Huh.” Y/n offhandedly shrugged while he stood from the chair Bucky had just pulled out for him.

“What.”

“Nothing, nothing, I’m just not used to that I suppose.” Y/n and Bucky were now leisurely walking out of the restaurant.

Bucky tilts his head and smiles warmly, “I think you have just been hangin’ around the wrong people.” Y/n laughs to show his agreement.

Bucky walks y/n back to his place, making some brief small talk during it but mostly remaining in a comfortable silence. Bucky walks y/n up to his door and they stop in front of it.

“I don’t know about you, but I had a really good time.” Bucky states in a jokingly over the top tone.

“Yeah me too,” Y/n unlocks his door but doesn’t open it, instead choosing to lean his back against the frame of the door, looking at Bucky who stood two feet away at best. “Thank you really for dinner, even though I was more than willing to help pay.” Y/n added on in an accusatory tone.

“You’re too pretty to be worrying about all of that doll.” Bucky replied as he took a step forward, a smirk that was displayed on his face quickly grew into a smile after seeing y/n’s face at the pet name.

“Doll, huh?” Y/n responded as coolly as he possibly could.

“Yeah, do you not like it?” The question was not necessary as both parties already knew the answer.

“No, no,” y/n paused for a moment to collect his thoughts, “It’s cute.”

“Good, that’s kind of what I was going for.” Bucky replied evenly and y/n could have sworn he saw him wink.

The two men both stood still, as they stared quietly at each other. Bucky was the first to move as he slowly took another step toward the younger man. Y/n pushed himself off of the door frame now breaking away from Bucky’s eyes to look at his slightly chapped lips. Bucky softly grabbed y/n’s jaw with one hand and his neck with the other, pulling him into an even softer kiss. It lasted less than a few seconds, Bucky pulling away in order to gauge y/n’s reaction. Y/n breathed out a small noise of disappointment before laughing awkwardly; a laugh so quiet that Bucky could barely hear it despite being only inches away from the other male. Bucky, now sure that what he was doing was alright with y/n he kissed him again this time showing a bit more confidence, while still keeping the softness of it all. The pair only stopped for the sake of breathing, Bucky deciding he didn’t want to do too much on day one, was the first to back up.

“See you soon?” Bucky’s voice was quiet and full of hope.

“Of course.” Y/n responded in the same demeanor, unable to hide his lovesick smile.

“Bye, doll.” Bucky leaned forward and gave y/n a quick kiss on his temple before turning and walking away from the door, y/n watched for a small moment before finally going back into his own home.

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#marvel x male reader #bucky barnes x male reader #male reader #bucky x male reader #mlm fanfic

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mlmvoreconfessionals · 1 year

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Would you mind writing something for O.z from Mo.nster Pr.om? I'm imagining him using his gut to drag his crushes to prom. They might digest before the dance is over, but at least he's not showing up without a date~

I like that idea a lot, so sure!

This is just...embarrassing. The most embarrassing thing O.z has ever had to experience. It's the day of prom, he has his suit and everything, and...he doesn't have a boyfriend! He's been talking to a few guys, leaving his options open, but it's the day of and all of them...all of them turned him down. Now he doesn't have a date! Who goes to prom without a date?! He'll be the laughingstock of the entire school! Maybe he should go into hiding. Disappear, become a NEET or something, escape society and never have to face this!

O.z shakes his head wildly. No, no, no! He can't give up yet! There has to be something he can do. Maybe some flowers? Chocloates? If he just shows them how much they mean to him, they'll definitely want to take him, right? It's not too late! It doesn't have to be! He can...He can...

A deep, low groan rumbles out of O.z's stomach, making him freeze up and look down at it. He gently puts his hand to his flat gut and feels another nasty rumble come from it. He's never felt this hungry before. Maybe it was all the stress..? He should go eat something while he tries to think. He should eat...something...

That's it.

O.z went to prom after all, and in doing so, became the talk of the dance in an instant. He was wearing the nice suit he had picked out weeks in advance, but he didn't have time for any...modifications. That's why the jacket and dress shirt are both left open and his tie is left to hand limply around his neck. Although, most of that was because of his pre-prom binging.

The monster's smooth, black stomach is jutting out before him, grossly engorged with at least several men, the bulges they make shifting and moving around as they try to squirm in the tight confines of the stomach. O.z didn't pay them a whole lot of mind, as if their desperate attempts to escape--or even just find momentary comfort--wasn't a big deal. If anything, he was in a pretty good mood. He came to prom, he has his date(s), and there's no need for him to go off the grid in shame! Sure, having more than one date is a bit...unorthodox, and eating them beforehand probably is, too. But it all works out on a technicality! And if the night goes well, he'll be able to spit them up and maybe they can all have a good laugh about it.

Doing normal prom stuff was a little awkward with such a large gut. He kept bumping it into people and having to apologize when he winds up knocking them down. Getting drinks (he really doesn't have the stomach for snacks right now) was a little hard when his stomach is stretching out farther than his own arms. And he definitely takes up more of the dance floor when he tries dancing with such a large stomach since most people thought it was smart to give the overstuffed O.z a significant breadth to work with. He didn't get to talk to his dates much, either--what little things he could make out were 'Let me out' and 'Oh god, I'm melting!' which didn't make for great conversation. It did a lot to wrack up his nerves, so he made repeated trips to the drink table to slam down a cup of spiked punch. By the fourth one, he was hammered, and there was little chance of survival for his dates at that point.

A stomach, after all, isn't a safe place to store most things, but especially meaty dates to prom. The constant sloshing around as O.z moves about doesn't do much of help them, either. Being on the dance floor a second time, now fueled by alcohol, must have melted down at least two or three of them in the process, and every wet slosh of his stomach doesn't help those that survived it much better. As the night goes on, those detailed bulges become less detailed...and eventually less bulging. O.z winds up belching more and more when he moves around while his guts churn louder than the DJ's music. When he finally takes a break to catch his breath, his stomach is completely round and much smaller than it had been when he walked in. Even so, he never really seemed to notice. It didn't really matter if his dates were alive and kicking or dead and sloshing by this point, and he'd keep enjoying prom with whatever's left of them boiling away.

O.z would have a horrible hangover the next day. He'd think his messy, unkempt suit would mean he got some action that night but...it was mostly like that because his once thin body and ballooned outward in chub after processing about five bachelors in a single night. Prom was too much of a blue for him to remember all the details, though, and whatever clothes or bones were lucky enough to get belched up only vaguely reminded him of who met a grisly end in his stomach. Even if he can't fully recall the greatest night of his life, though, he'd at least have two commemorative photos. One from the start of the night, his gut taking up most of the frame with its distinct bulges, and one at the end of the night, his stomach a round pot belly hanging off his waist while he's blatantly plastered.

At the very least, O.z got to go to prom with his dates. Hopefully, he can find some new ones by next year, though. He's not going to be able to ask them out again.

#v.ore #male vore #mlm vore #m/m vore #gay vore #vore story #digestion #fatal vore #mass vore #weight gain #ozvore #monsterpromvore #accidental digestion #ask

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bwobgames · 1 year

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They walk towards the stairs

Ángel lights up a cigarette

"Sorry about the smoke, just needed a quick fix"

"Uh, it's fine..."

"Not to bring back past arguments, but Vivi is right, you know. Smoking is not good for you. It can kill you"

"Something has to"

"You're sending yourself to an early grave for no reason"

"Hah, I wish"

"What?"

"Nothing is just... you know... detective work stuff"

"... You can tell me"

"Well, it's just... you know..."

"There's so many great people in the world, loved people, smart people, capable people, who wake up like any other day, and they talk to me only to just go and ...die.

And I can't do anything but watch, you know?

I don't really know what I'm doing wrong, or, well, right, I guess

Always in the right place, in the right time

Why me?

There's people way better than me, people who deserve to live more than me

Good people. Loved people.

But it's me who stays. It's me who remembers

What can I do against that?

I couldn't even help anyone.

At this point, I think only cigarettes can kill me

Something has to kill me

I shouldn't have been given this many chances, I'm not worthy of them"

They stop walking

...

"Ah, that's not to say I want to get killed or anything! I'm just rambling and being silly, really, you should ignore that, sorry"

"... You don't have to be ashamed if you're suffering from survivors guilt. The union should have dedicated therapists for something like this"

"Ah, right, the union..."

"Or you can go to a private one, that's fine too.

Stressful times like this bring out a lot of emotions, I don't blame you for getting overwhelmed, especially when we aren't even supposed to be investigating right now.

And you can tell me anything too, we are colleagues, partners, we are here for each other. I'm happy you trust me!"

"I dont want to, um, haunt you with my thoughts like this, it's not fair to you"

"I can be a little haunted, I want you to be okay!

I want to be here for you"

"Then...

"Would you stay by my side?"

" For therapy?"

"No, well, yes, if you can, but

Tonight, tomorrow, and other tomorrows

I know it's a lot to ask, and I'm probably not in the best state of mind at the moment to be asking for things, but still

Can you promise me to just... stay alive? for tonight?

I don't want you gone"

"That's... a hard thing to ask. I have no control over whether I die or not, much less with a possible killer on the loose.

I need to be honest with him"

"I promise"

"... but I always get stupid around handsome men"

"Sorry, that was unfair of me. I shouldn't be asking you this, I'm sorry"

"You know what? I have an idea"

"After this is all over, we should get a vacation.

You're a city boy, aren't you? I bet you have never seen cows up close.

Take time off and stay in the region, I'll take you sightseeing! I know the best restaurants and the best views. Have you ever fed chickens? My grandma has so many chickens, it's like a feather tornado when you feed them!"

".... You just want to see me get swarmed by chickens, don't you?"

"Perhaps"

He laughs a little

"Yeah, I'd like that.

I want to go sightseeing with you"

"Stressful situations bring out a lot of feelings.

I haven't felt this one in a long time though.

Is it bad?

To start something new in a place like this?

To imagine a future with him, a work partner, co-owning cats, going to restaurants, sightseeing

Laughing together, crying together.

To have a future together, to be something

A pair, sold as set, do not separate.

Would that be too bad? That I want to take a step into this direction? Am I even ready for something like this?

I want it though

I want to live that life

I want to try"

"It's a date then"

"If, if you want to, i mean"

"I'd love to"

"I know this won't solve any of his problems, hell, I know this won't solve any of *my* problems

In fact, it could even make more problems!

Then why am I so happy?

Ah, I really get all stupid around pretty men, guess I'll have to get used to it"

"Can I have my hat back now?"

"Nope!"

"Dick"

#paying for my sins of beebo posting at 3 am with vulnerable moments between men #can you believe being in a time loop would give you trauma? no way #they are going through it. but they want to do it together #it wont fix it but it will be nice #detective beebo

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angelasscribbles · 1 year

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Hii 🥰

Would your MC(s) / OC(s) ever play a game of who knows who better? And if so what would be the questions / answers?

And who would know who better?

Forgive the lateness of my response lol. I made a mood board and everything! Though I have written others, these are my primary characters who end up with each other in a variety of combinations depending on the series.

I’m not sure if any of my characters would ever play this game but that's okay, I’m going to answer for them.....

Bad Romance Riley x Liam

Riley knows him best, we see this time and again with little things like telling him to go take a shower when he’s stressed (because she knows it will calm him), for making him his favorite drink when he’s having a meltdown, etc.

Liam’s complete lack of understanding how she works was the root of a lot of their issues early on, but eventually he got it right.

Bad Romance Max x Liam

Max, he just seems to be the wind beneath everyone’s wings in this one.

Bad Romance Riley x Max

Max. When she was asking what the fuck was wrong with her for having feelings for multiple people, he explained polyamory to her.

Bad Romance Riley x Rashad

I think we have a tie! They are sympatico on every level. They’d make a great couple expect neither of them wants/needs a commitment from the other. Just another area where they are in perfect synch.

Bad Romance Drake x Riley

Hmmmm…. I really don’t know. They were so volatile and combustible early on that I’d have to say they were equally clueless, but I might have to give this one to Riley. She pretty much has his number by Bad Romance Continues but despite being attuned to her moods, her unpredictability still keeps him on his toes both romantically and professionally.

The Agreement Riley x Liam

Riley, end of story. Liam was a clueless idiot in the beginning. He did finally get it right but not before his behavior pushed her away from him and into Drake’s arms.

The Agreement Riley x Drake

Drake, no contest. He watched what Liam put her through, was there for her and just supported her like a boss.

Heir Apparent Riley x Drake

I think they are both still learning, having gotten married less than a year after meeting and after only a few weeks of actual dating. Bad decision probably, but I followed the canon timeline here.

Heir Apparent Riley x Liam

While no longer a couple, they will be coparenting for a long damn time. Riley knows Liam better, she saw and understood how his obligations to the crown had and would continue to come between them. Liam is slowly starting to understand what she needed from him and that he really isn’t able to give it.

Savage Love Riley x Liam

Ah, finally here’s a series where Liam knows Riley better than she knows him and I’d go so far as to say better than she knows herself. He sees through her gruff exterior. He understands that her “I don’t get attached” philosophy is really a “I must protect my heart” philosophy.

Savage Love Riley x Drake

I think this one goes to Riley, marginally. He’s still taking her at her word about the not getting attached thing and losing his mind watching Liam get away with stepping across those boundaries she says she wants. He wants to step over them as well, but he’s afraid to.

Forbidden Passion Liam x Riley

Riley knows Liam better, hands down. Or at least she did when it started. By the end he obviously learned a lot about his new bride.

Forbidden Passion Drake x Riley

Drake, easily. His borderline obsession in this one means that he is hyper focused on her and her every need.

Unbreakable Riley x Liam and Riley x Drake

I say tie all the way around. From My Best Friends Girl and Three Weeks in Ramsford through Complicated they are getting to know each other and learning how to navigate a tricky situation. By Hinge, they know each other very well and have a fully functioning, healthy relationship.

Unbothered Riley x Liam, Riley x Drake

Riley understands both these men very well and uses that to her advantage. They are both completely clueless about what goes on in her head.

Secrets

Does anybody really know anybody in this one?

Royal Retribution Riley x Liam, Riley x Drake

I think they are still learning about each other and it’s fairly even.

Royal Retribution Drake x Liam

Tie. They have been best friends since the age of six, lovers since sixteen and professionally they practically read each other’s minds.

Lavender and Crimson Drake x Riley

Hmm. Riley. Drake was so fucking clueless and stupid in this one.

Star Crossed Drake x Riley

Tie. Eventually.

A Fervid Fixation Drake x Riley

I think these two were both a hot mess. Drake with his crippling insecurity and Riley never fully knowing which man was telling her the truth about everything, but simply choosing to believe him because she wanted him.

Unexpected Riley x Liam

Riley 1000%, poor Liam has no idea about her true nature. Not yet anyway. Lol.

Unexpected Riley x Max

Again, it’s Riley. Clearly. Max is a stumbling mess, never even having been with a woman before. Especially one who enjoys torturing him, both psychologically and sexually.

The De Facto Queen Drake x Riley

So there’s only one chapter up so far. It’s really too early to tell. But I’m leaning toward Drake.

The De Facto Queen Liam x Riley

Technically they are in the past and again, there’s only one chapter up. They seem perfectly in synch when working together though, so we’ll see.

Dark Elf Liam x Riley, Drake x Riley

Oh, no one knows or trusts anyone in this yet. Everyone has their own nefarious, ulterior motives and no one is telling anyone anything.

In Your Room Leo x Drake

Toss up. They are both still being pig headed about even admitting their feelings.

Leo & Liv: Leo x Olivia

Neither. They hadn’t seen each other in five years. They were best friends as children. They have an undeniable physical attraction as adults that seems to have Liv running scared (that and her feelings for Liam). So they have to get to know each other all over again.

#angelasscribbles #answered asks #who knows who better #the royal romance #trr

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deathsbestgirl · 1 year

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ICE HERE WE GO

i’ve said it before but i am obsessed with this episode. it’s so good. one of my favorite cases & the msr moments are some of my favorite (the way i love the slow build up is embarrassing but i sincerely love every damn step they take in their partnership & relationship). the paranoia, the fear, the trust, the *care* — beautiful

but literally this is one of my favorite openings. i don’t even know how to explain why. it’s something about “we’re not who we are…and it goes no further than this. it stops right here, right now.” and the way these two men are so clearly aware their mental status has been altered and they don’t want to do what they’ve done & are doing. and the moment they stop pointing their guns at each other (after a pretty brutal fight) and turn the guns on themselves. in that moment, they made the decision not to kill another person, but they had to kill. so their choice was killing themselves to put an end to it. the absolute insane circumstances they were in, made these intelligent & seemingly happy men (prior to whatever happened) made them choose something they probably never seriously considered. killing another or killing themselves. and specifically doing it to *stop what was happening* it’s chilling & heartbreaking, but in a weird way shows the good inside of them. that good broke through a parasite driving them to violence & murder.

it’s also just so interesting to see how differently mulder & scully take it when they’re reviewing the case. i think they’re both pretty horrified, but mulder gets excited at the prospect of the unknown and uncovering the mystery to find the truth. whereas scully shows a deep concern for what they’re going to find. she also wants to find the truth, but there’s an edge to her that you don’t see in mulder. they are both driven to help people, they both love puzzles & mysteries. but scully is more obviously affected.

i wonder if a lot of that can be chalked up to mulder’s previous experience, where scully’s only field experience is on the x files. later on in the series, mulder talks about preparing himself (irresistible). not just that it isn’t an x file, but also for the actual horror of the case (and he just wanted to take scully on a date). he worked in the violent crime unit, he’s a profiler. he has definitely seen some very dark human things. but scully has a lot less direct experience. she may have learned a lot at the academy (like she talks about later in irresistible i think), and even seen some terrible things during autopsies and learned plenty about human suffering getting her md. but there’s something different about actively working the cases, being directly confronted with the realities & having the direct contact with people connected — she sees more firsthand the world’s cruelty and the consequences. she is never fully prepared for it the way mulder is and doesn’t yet have the coping skills to deal with it all. there are always certain cases that get to them anyway, but you can more visibly see it with scully, especially early on. (at least until mulder gets very deep in a case.)

scully seems to struggle facing human suffering. her empathy just bleeds out of her.

this case is different than their cases before. they’ve been building trust & a rapport with each other but it’s still early. now they’re going to be at the top of the world with four people they don’t know & have never worked with. and immediately upon meeting them, hodge is suspicious wanting to see ids to confirm their identities. mulder & scully share a look, already feeling the tension & an inherent distrust. then dasilva makes the comment about them being fbi. it’s obviously a stressful situation for all of them, but having to work with unknown people brings it up a notch for all of them. bear adds another layer because he’s immediately antagonistic and likely doesn’t know the full story like the others.

it’s just a situation rife with many unknowns, a lot of tension & stress, two partnerships and two on their own. and mulder & scully’s partnership is about to be tested.

when they get up there, mulder & scully want to document the scene, the others want to dive right in to the research of their particular specialties. but they’re immediately confronted with a dog who attacks mulder and actually bites bear. they all have to work together the first minute that they’re there, before they get to do anything they set out to do.

and while they manage to work together to subdue and examine the dog, tensions rise quickly. bear is bitten & infected (though they don’t know they yet), and is immediately properly fearful of what’s going to happen to him & his paranoia starts building. he finds the black nodules on himself and starts to look sick, and he chooses to hide it from the others. probably fearing what they would do. they don’t know him, he hasn’t exactly been pleasant, and he’s aware of the preexisting connections. on top of bear’s issues, they all have varying opinions on how to move forward.

it’s fascinating to see how lines are drawn, yet at the same time they all put their minds to solving the case. they go over the facts they know, observe the unknown worm they found, throw out theories about the worm & what it does & what happened with the dead men. all of it just causes more fear, stress & paranoia. because if their theories are right, that worm they discovered is a danger to them and the rest of the population. they all have an instinct toward self preservation but a strong sense of responsibility to the science, the case & protecting the outside world from a possible outbreak. (and it’s funny to see that it shines out of each of them at different times. it’s always someone different who reminds the group of what’s at stake. depending on who the threat seems to be & who is threatened. i love it)

truly this could be such an incredible case study for human behavior. these are extreme circumstance on a case full of unknown variables. no survivors but the dog. one of their team already dead — the only one who can get them out of there. so what now that their immediate escape route isn’t an option? (i think the writers handled it wonderfully.)

i feel like it isn’t often we get to see so many different professionals with different expertise work a case with mulder & scully so actively. or maybe it happens more in the first season (the jersey devil) right now i can’t really recall, but it feels different.

anyway. it also tickles me how dasilva yelled out agent mulder when the dog appeared and how bear called her just “scully” like mulder does. and i think eventually they all just call each other by last names. no titles, no first names. and this alone is somehow loaded with subtext.

moving on. there are SO many disagreements & doubts. hodge makes a comment that scully could have missed something, and it gets in her head enough that she wants to double check. scully wants to kill the worms, mulder thinks they need to be researched, his typical alien spiel that she doesn’t hesitate to turn down. because she believes the risk in doing that is far too high. but he thinks the risk is too high not to learn everything they can about it. and as mulder & scully argue (loudly) hodge throws out more accusations against them to dasilva. and it’s so interesting that she sort of defends them by pointing out what he said about scully is true of him too. bear’s blood got on both of them. so if scully is to be under suspicion of being infected, then he is too. hodge also tells her he thinks mulder & scully knew what was up here the whole time. honestly pretty outrageous when they all appeared to get the same information and their reactions were just as raw as anyone else’s. though mulder ~does try to take point. like he’s the one who tells bear he needs to be examined — and stupidly holds his gun as he does so (stupidly as in WHY did he do that, it’s threatening *and* that isn’t how you hold a damn gun mulder lollll)

i have to mention the examinations. the men, whatever. but scully & dasilva — that was queer activity!! scully was so soft with her. it wasn’t a detached medical examination. that moment was bonding over their fear & giving support through it. it was beautiful with a touch if homoeroticism idc what anyone says. let bi scully reign! but in all seriousness, scully is truly one of the most tender & kind hearted characters ever.

AND THEN THE IDIOT THAT MULDER IS SHINES THROUGH. as they’re all going to bed, all in separate rooms, scully says ‘at least everyone’s okay’ and his response?! ‘don’t forget, the black nodules on the dog went away.’ why would he heighten her fear & paranoia after the exceedingly terrible day they had.

the confrontation when mulder finds murphy’s body is SO INTENSE. it’s easy to think he’s infected, but it’s easy to think any of them are infected. they’re all paranoid, hodge doesn’t hesitate to turn to violence even if it’s self defense / defense of others the way it’s portrayed.

the exchange “for gods sake scully, it’s me” “you might not be who you are” THE DEPTH OF IT. they really do already have such a strong trust. they have each other’s backs. it shouldn’t be a question. but circumstances being what they are, neither of them can be sure.

she convinces him to at least be locked up & isolated, but once again. ‘i’ll be safer in here than you out there’ however he phrased it. kicking up scully’s nerves even more. it’s good this time though because it keeps her aware.

and hodge’s little bitch fit at dasilva gives her the chance to look at the microscope and get the answer they need. dasilva’s “mistake” aka something hodge (and all of them) should have considered, especially given that it’s causing the victim’s to murder.

the way scully refuses to turn her back on mulder. she won’t back down and just put a worm inside him without knowing for sure, and certainly not without his consent.

god they’re both so scared & paranoid, but alone they’re able to speak openly & be vulnerable. “i don’t trust them. i want to trust you.” and scully grabs onto that. their examinations of each other are a lot to take in. so much unnecessary touching. scully so aggressively examines him & rubs his neck, while mulder is so gentle but grabs her neck in a way that wrecks me.

but just as mulder & scully were getting back on track, dasilva turns up hodge’s paranoia. and again they turn to violence !!! thankfully, hodge sees his mistake in time (obviously ahaha i love tv, predictable in where it needs to go). i just love the way he fumbles, embarrassing. it does make way for mulder to get free and let scully out and i love the way it seemed to be his only thought.

mulder & scully cradling dasilva is also queer activity.

it’s hilarious to me that at the end, mulder is ready to go back and truly get to the bottom of those ice worms and hodge is suddenly the one with information they don’t have — after he & dasilva act like ~the fbi agents know more than us, they already know everything~ i love that turnabout.

but this episode — the way their trust is tested by their understandable paranoia?? great preface of what’s to come later on. you always know something is wrong when they don’t trust each other (anasazi, wetwired). and every time it happens, it’s completely different circumstances, different sources of the paranoia. mulder was being drugged, scully was affected by subliminal messaging, diana fowley, the fucking smoking man. incredible the way they’re tested and come out stronger every time.

#the x files #txf txt #mulder and scully #ice #queue want to believe

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thebodhiwitch · 6 months

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Commit to Yourself

I have an angel deck and I had a reoccurring card appear "Commit to yourself" I didn't understand what that meant. I understood the words but the idea of committing to myself felt abstract. Years later it makes less appearances. It takes work and investing in yourself to commit. Today I look back at the girl then, who gave dudes second chances (when I knew they didn't deserve them), and realize those were just bad investments. This is the thing. I fell in love, hard. When I least expected, in one of the darkest ugliest under bellies of my city. It didn't work out. But it taught me the power of how loving yourself will lead you to someone that can make it go boom. Even though that love didn't work out, it gave me insight about how flawed my mind set was at the time regardless of maturity, time and inner work. Fortunately I was reminded that all of that does not entitle me to a life devoid of stress/mishap/shit happening. I will not let the past hurts color my future in a negative way.

I used to have this attitude like the song The Boss.

Diana Ross (THE Boss) Taught me that love is not a light switch you can turn on and off.

I thought escaping from my feelings and throwing myself into work would sooth me. But like an addiction, it was just allowing me to escape really important things about my surroundings that were very unsafe for me. I realize now what all that work was for and how its molded me into the person I have to be. It molded me into who I need to be.

Because Love, is not a light switch. And if you think it is, you got problems and you aren't ready for love.

Today I have decreased in self sabbotage and increased in self compassion. This required removing a lot of people from my life. Accepting and enjoying solitude with myself. Basically I say no to most guys because I trust my gut and I'm not going to commit to the majority of men out there. The reality is, as an empath I want to place myself in situations that are advantageous to me. The quote "Go where the Love is" comes to mind. So what does that look to you? Where do you go for the Love? Where are those places or people you go to, to find peace and grounding?

That is the start of investing in yourself. Finding the roots of what grounds you, keeps your perspective in line. Because let's face it, dating is a jungle, so your instincts need to be in tact for survival. Putting yourself first is a priority. Dating has taught me, men put their wants first, so why shouldn't I place mine first? When I decided to start doing that, guys just don't have the same emotional control over me that they had before. They just can't get away with the same shit because I don't make room for it. It's a point now if a guy is rude, I just let him know I'm busy doing dishes. Sometimes dishes or laundry are more important than him. Literally anything or doing nothing can be more important than him. Love you're peace, Love your solitude because that is the start of dating yourself. Learning your wants and needs. Which have likely been neglected from years of unhealthy relationship trauma. You are worth taking a look at in the mirror and feeling like "yeah I'm worth it." "It' being Whatever you set your mind to and align your heart with.

Inspired by the 8 of Pentacles

#empowerment #spirituality #self care #dating #love

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Personally, the idea of Jade still being alive and grappling with not only the idea of someone who could be considered her father figure coming onto her, but also dying just quickly would be pretty interesting. Like, especially in this incredibly stressful situation, how would she cope? How would she be able to deal with all this? If the others found out, how would they react about someone they consider a friend (or at least, everyone's beloved frogssasin considered him a friend) doing that?

I'm still mad they did Jade and Pey'j so fucking dirty tho, love the show, hate that this happened

From what I’ve learned from the original BGE, those two were definitely treated the dirtiest by the writing and to be frank I really dread the possibility of them coming back in season two, or that scene having some larger impact on the narrative than first meets the eye

But yeah it would’ve been incredibly interesting if Pey’J died first. Not only would it give Jade an interesting storyline that likely would’ve connect to a lot of vulnerable people (mostly women) who found themselves in similar situations with men they thought they could trust, but the impact it would have on the other characters is worth exploring too (with keeping Jade as the main focus obviously)

Bullfrog would naturally be disgusted and confused by Pey’J’s actions but I think Dolph would have the more interesting reaction to the situation in this hypothetical “Pey’J died but Jade is alive” storyline

I want to make it clear with the comparison I’m about to make is that I do not think Alex is a child predator and that the relationship between him and Dolph is that of two consenting adults who happen to have an age gap

The reason why I think Dolph would have an interesting reaction to Pey’J and Jade’s situation is less to do with Alex specifically and more so about Dolph’s subconscious, aka Dolph’s daddy issues

I pointed out that Alex has a really uncanny resemblance to both of Dolph’s parents and how Dolph’s lack of parental love in his youth heavily impacts how he goes about his romantic and sexual relationships, but I don’t think Dolph is consciously aware that the men he seeks out has such strong similarities to his neglectful parents. If someone were to get pictures of Alex and his parents and point out the similarities, Dolph’s brain would (metaphorically) explode from the realisation

and I think seeing the mess that Jade would have to deal with after Pey’J’s confession and death would bring about a similar awakening of self awareness in Dolph

I think after sorting through his own mental issues somewhat (in the cell he has to live in), Dolph would actually be a great help in comforting Jade about Pey’J, or at least would try to be. Their situations regarding their fathers are drastically different (Pey’J a creep while Dolph’s dad was just not in the picture), but the feelings of betrayal and hurt from the men who were meant to protect them is similar enough that they could at least bond over it. Plus I think Dolph would want to make sure Jade didn’t get into the habits that he got into to cope with those feelings and make sure her dating life is less toxic than his has been , like Dolph basically being the big brother figure to Jade that Dolph wishes he had when he was younger

Again, generally weird there seems to be audience for this type of story among the Laserhawk fandom yet no one seems to be even wanna touch on this very canon example

#ask me #asks #captain laserhawk #captain laserhawk spoilers #tw pedophila #tw incest #Rambles

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i got really into learning about radical feminism over the summer and became quite a man-hater and then. i fell in love with a man. and i feel guilty with him because i still hate men and thats my least favorite thing about him, but i also feel guilty in radfem spaces because i love a man and it feels hypocritical. thoughts?

my math could be off here, but the summer ended not too long ago - how many months have you been a “man hater” & how many months have you been in love with this guy? i feel like both might be under 6. i feel like being in love might be under 3. neither of those are a very long time. just be aware of that. i personally would need more than three months to know someone well enough to declare i was in love with them, but what i think doesn’t matter. your thoughts are what matter, so try thinking about these:

“i still hate men and that’s my least favorite thing about him” let’s get more specific. you hate dating a member of your oppressor class, on principle? you hate that he’s a man because you hate having a power imbalance in an intimate relationship? because men are inherently misogynistic and he’s sexist towards you? because you’ve been socialized to give his opinion more weight than your own and you find yourself deferring to him? what about your relationship would change if you were dating a woman? are these things he can change? why hasn’t he?

these are all reasonable things to feel. the fact that you’re feeling guilty about “wronging” men in some way by being a radical feminist kind of concerns me point blank, but especially since this particular man has been a significant part of your life for less than a year. why do you think you owe it to him to pretend you don’t notice the damage his sex class has done to yours? doesn’t he owe it to you to learn about radical feminism and confront his role in society? doesn’t he owe it to you to try and understand why radfems are piv and nuclear family critical, to understand and appreciate the risks you’re taking by dating him?

if you feel guilty for having a political ideology where he is a totally equal citizen free from violence, how would you feel about asking him to move across the country because you have an amazing career opportunity? is he feeling the amount of guilt you’re feeling when his boss snaps at him and he calls her a bitch to his brother? does he think he’s betraying you when he hears his friends mocking their girlfriends? is he sending women online messages worrying about how he went to strip clubs before he met you? is he causing you more guilt and stress than he’s alleviating? is he actually improving your life?

at the end of the day, i’m a female separatist. i’ve decided that men are generally untrustworthy, that it’s kind of a crapshoot how a man will act once he thinks he’s got you trapped, and that it’s not worth building a life with someone who has a good chance of pulling a 180 on me. but this is not a conclusion i reached after 6 months of being a radfem, it was a conclusion i reached after 5 years. and my entire life experience, and the life experience of older women i connected with.

you’re operating with a lot of guilt, in general. you also sound pretty young - you have time to figure all this out. you have time to decide what your life will look like.

i would encourage you to continue reading radical feminist texts and feminist texts in general, build up your relationships with other women, talk to older/elderly women about their experience in long term relationships with men, and don’t get into any situations with this guy that you can’t get out of (like a lease). give yourself time to look at the world with the new understanding of radical feminism.

#ask

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figs-and-cigs · 2 years

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Some thoughts after a conversation:

Comparison is the thief of joy.

One of the most common issues I see, typically for cishet polyam couples, is the imbalance of dates between couples.

Woman have an easier time finding potential dates (this isn't just a poly thing). I won't get into the statistics and social issues regarding this. While men typically get less matches - and polyam men even less so. (Que the irony that open relationships actually lead to a more limited dating pool.)

For couples, new to Polyam, this situation tends to create the most stress. Seeing your partner have "more success" in dating is usually the first thing to sow seeds of jealousy. Even worse it can lead to a desire of possessiveness (especially for cishet men who are already socially encouraged to think that way).

Remember, limiting your partners' autonomy is unethical. Period. Too often I see one partner trying to restrict the other from dating until they too find dates.

Seeking equality, keeping score, and comparing your experiences - even to your primary partner's - will always end in hurt. Remember this isn't a game. No one "wins" at polyamory. (Guess what, no one wins at monogamy either!) It's a lifelong experience. In life there's going to be good, bad, and mundane moments, chances for growth and mistakes.

Compersion (feeling happiness for your partners' happiness) is a skill. Like most skills it takes time to learn and master.

Jealousy and comparison are going to come up, it's your response and how you handle it that matters. It's part of life and the human experience.

"So what can I do? I'm in no-man's-land while my partner is out having all the fun!"

Celebrate your partner's successes and support them. If the roles were reversed wouldn't you want the same? Acting on jealousy not only steals your joy, it can stifle theirs. Compersion takes practice.

Be a good partner to yourself. Autonomy in ENM/Poly isn't just related to having lots of dates/relationships/love. Do things you enjoy and that fulfill you as an individual. It's hard to be a good partner when you aren't taking care of yourself.

Don't give up. Be yourself, and make connections. Munches and events are the best way to meet people and build community. Polyam discussion groups have been a saving grace for many of us. Being able to discuss shared experiences and struggles with others puts them in a more positive perspective.

Building community means you widen your circle and ability to meet potential partners - but don't go in with expectations.

Next time you find yourself playing the comparison game - in any aspect - remember that everyone's journey and individual experiences are going to be different, and that's ok! That's something to celebrate. Your journey isn't over or less than. It's just different, and like most things in life it'll change with time and gentle effort.

#ethical non monogamy #polyamorous #polyam dating #polyamory #polyam life #poly relationship

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swanimagines · 1 year

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STUFF I DO:

YOU NEED TO PICK ONE OF THESE WHEN REQUESTING, DO NOT SEND ME A REQUEST LIKE "character x reader, I don't care what it is, I'm happy with anything!", also requests like "character x reader, the actual plot is up to you, but please just make it fluffy" fall under this, I need some kind of idea. If you do send me a request like those two examples, I'll be turning it down, even if I do have ideas of my own for them. If I take one request like that, I'll soon have 50 other requests that are also "plot is up to you"-requests, and then it's hard to explain why I did your request but not theirs. I do have some characters I have A LOT of ideas for nobody requested, but "character x reader please" requests stress me out even with them because taking in one "anything for x" means I'll very likely also start getting "something for this character" for characters I have 0 ideas of my own for, and then it's hard to explain why I did your request but not theirs.

If you don't have any ideas, use my prompt list. It gives me SOME direction of what kind of fic do you want, more than "just make it fluffy" but less than the oven-ready pie, and it soothes my nerves to have a direction like that. If you're truly ok with anything, pick a prompt by random.

Also, if you want to send me multiple requests, you're welcome to! But send each request in their own ask!

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Regular imagines/ficlets (a small scenario, e.g. having your first kiss with [character], saving [character]’s life or [group] arranging a surprise birthday party for you. May be long, may be short, I write it for as long as the prompt carries me)

Template: Could you write an imagine where Kurt Wagner (from newer X-Men) gets insecure when he sees another guy flirting with you?

Headcanons (small situation, e.g. dating [character], min. 10 bullet points, could get up to 50+ bullet points)

Template: Could you write headcanons on how Desire of the Endless (The Sandman) would take care of you when you are sick?

Preferences (add a small situation, e.g. sibling!reader or their child!reader crying after they got bullied and how [specify 2-10 characters within the same fandom] do in such a situation. Note that you need to specify the characters by names, so "Gotham Villains", "Grishaverse main characters" or "TMR boys" don't qualify. You need to say which Gotham villains, which Grishaverse characters, which TMR boys. Otherwise I could leave your fave(s) out because I don't remember to include them or I just assume you don't want them because they're a smaller character)

Template: Could you do a MCU preference with Steve, Loki, Thor, Carol, Natasha and Peter Parker where they comfort you after you got a panic attack?

Oneshots (longer pieces, meaning 1k+ words, often containing multiple scenes, they also need a larger/longer request or I will most likely turn it down)

Template: Could you write a Pin Hawthorne oneshot? Reader is feeling really down because they have seen Pin and Zoe getting close. They try to do their job at the stable, but keep snapping at everyone because they're so on the edge. Pin then attempts to offer comfort and a listening ear, but reader keeps pushing him away and they have a fight about it, because reader lies to Pin that they've gotten sick of him. But a few days later, they talk again and it ends up in them admitting their feelings for each other.

Scenarios (a character + fandom + small situation + add 2-10 settings where that situation happens, like character + kisses and settings could be first kiss, daily/regular kisses and goodbye kisses, I’ll do a preference-like thing out of it)

Template: Could you do romantic cuddle scenarios for Jesper Fahey? Sleepy cuddles, comfort cuddles and cuddles after a tickling attack?

Fluff alphabets (tell me a character with whom you want these, I'll write "fluff alphabets" for that character. A for affection and I'll tell how the affection with that character would be. B for boldness, how bold that character is with showing their feelings. C for cuddles, how they cuddle, if they like to cuddle. Etc etc, all the way til Z. All the fluff alphabets will always use the same "template" so it would be easier and simpler, and people would know what to expect)

Also a note: if you like one of my fluff alphabet takes for a character, you're free to ask me to write a longer piece from that (it will be an imagine or a oneshot)!

Template: Could you do fluff alphabets for Regina Mills?

Prompt fics (meant for people who either don't have any ideas but want to request or for people who want to be surprised. You send me a prompt from one of my prompt lists + character + fandom. And as a clarification, don’t add any kind of an additional plot or scenario, I will cook it up on my own!! You can request a female reader if you don't want it to be gender neutral as I write gn readers if not asked to write them a female. Note that you are allowed to also make up your own dialogue/word/setting/hug/kiss prompt, just don't steal it from anyone else's prompt list, I'll find out if you've stolen it)

Template: Could you do B62 + Robin Buckley?

Song fics (character + fandom + song, don’t add any kind of an additional plot or scenario, I will figure it out on my own!! I'll write a piece based on that song. You can request a female reader if you don't want it to be gender neutral as I write gn readers if not asked to write them as female)

Template: Could you do a song drabble for Jerome Valeska + I'm So Sorry by Imagine Dragons?

Shuffle songs (my Spotify decides the song, you decide the character! Just request "[Character] + [Fandom] + shuffle song please!" I'll take my playlist containing all the songs I've saved, put it on a shuffle and write a piece based on the first song that comes up. And again, you can request a female reader if you don't want me to write them as gn, as gn reader is my default)

Template: Could you do Dick Grayson (Titans) + shuffle song?

Timestamp fics (a character + time, e.g. [character] + 2:46pm, the piece will be placed at that time of day/night, don’t add a plot, you can request a female reader if you don't want it to be gender neutral as I write gn readers if not asked to write her a female)

Template: Could you do Beth Harmon + 10:42am?

Title fics (a title you made up + character, e.g. [character] + “Sunset Dance”, the piece will be inspired by the title somehow, don’t add a plot, you can request a female reader if you don't want it to be gender neutral as I write gn readers if not asked to write her a female)

Template: Could you do a Diaval (Maleficent) fic with the title "Heart's Desire"?

Dialogue fics (a dialogue-based piece, a conversation between a character and reader about a topic, for example a Benny Watts piece where he teaches reader to play chess, or a Kaz Brekker x reader where Kaz got wounded and reader talks to him while patching him up to distract him from touch)

Template: Could you do a dialogue drabble where Ariel (Disney) and you talk about the sea?

(I WILL NOT DO MULTICHAPTERS BY REQUEST, you can ask me to write a part 2 for a piece but please do not send me requests like "character x reader multichapter series please, [plot], at least 15 chapters please!" I've received so many of these in the past and just, please don't)

FREDDY CARTER'S CHARACTERS SPECIALS

Freddy Carter’s characters preferences + a simple situation (like reader confessing they like them). I'll write a short description of how they'll react to that situation. Example. Also, if you want an expanded version of any of my Freddy's character takes, feel free to send it and I'll try to make a oneshot out of it. Just send a "hi, could you write a oneshot out of [character]'s take from [preference set]? (This will apply for ONLY for these Freddy preferences, not regular preferences, at least not for now)

Template: Could you write a Freddy preference where you come home badly wounded?

Freddy's characters fic collections. Tell me a situation, I'll write the same situation as a small fic or a oneshot for all his characters. So basically an expanded version of preferences.

Template: Could you do Freddy's characters drabbles + they overhear reader confessing/talking about their feelings for them to someone else?

#request types #jentalks

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thatscarletflycatcher · 1 year

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Would you mind elaborating on Don't Worry Darling 👀?

Hi!

I wish I could properly elaborate on that movie, because I have been thinking about it quite a bit, but I still get the sensation that there's some idea about it that is escaping me.

Tumblr mostly focused on the batshit stuff going behind the scenes, and honestly, who wouldn't, and clearly a huge part of the mess the end product is is tied to that.

The things I mentioned in my review of Glass Onion have to do with

DWD feels like a clumsy rehash of The Stepford Wives. Which is an extremely well known novel with two very well known adaptations. But you get this sense that DWD is pretending that TSW doesn't exist. Both Knives Out and Glass Onion treat the works they are referencing (mainly tropes from Agatha Christie) with... referentiality. More "Rich people ;) all shut up together on a trip of pleasure ;) and there's murder ;)" and less "Rich people??? all shut up together on a trip of pleasure???? and there's a murder??? in the mediterranean??? exciting and new!" Even the part that is supposedly new is, apparently, accidental: when Shia Lebouf was on the role of Jack, he was some sort of creepy janitor kidnapping a woman he didn't know. When Harry Styles took on the role, apparently for optics, they went for the route of his being her husband and his misogynistic behavior, benign-y in his concern for her being overworked. Which leads to

The villains in the story: Jake and the boss that is a thinly veiled attack on Jordan Peterson.

(rather 2.1, I really hate the new post editor) I honestly think that there is room for a TSW-adjacent story that addresses the specific subtype of "benign" control-objectification that this movie accidentally stumbles upon; the men in TSW love their wives as an extension of themselves; love them as something that is useful, and so they don't feel a loss at all in turning them into robots. But there's a brand of it that presents itself as being meant for the good of women; a stay at home mom is a woman liberated from the shackles of capitalism, protected from stress and harrassment, liberated from having to make hard decisions because she is subordinated to her husband, finally in her natural environment. It is a view I have seen more and more in Catholic circles, but that feels anthropologically Lutheran in a way. Catholicism has a long history of nuns and sisters making their own way in the world, organizing and ruling themselves, not having biological children, managing businesses (ultimately a monastery that makes food, candles, vestments, drinks, etc, requires being managed with an eye to its continued existence) and professions (as teachers and nurses and such). I digress. I think there's a general tendency to objectification in romantic relationships, that because it isn't sexual in nature, often goes under radar; I remember reading this article about how people, in dating, most often search for a person who can make them happy (that is, someone that fills a checklist of characteristics, like a phone or another product) rather than searching for a person they can be happy with (someone that shares the same basic ideals and life goals. And I think a whole lot of the time the "homestead 1950s nuclear family with a stay at home mom and a bunch of kids" mishmash fantasy is an exaggerated version of that. "I want a wife that will stay at home, I want 12 children, I want... I want... I want... specs for a product and a plan that spins around the self. That¡s interesting to explore! But that's not something DWD does anything with.

(2.2) Then there's the Jordan Peterson villain. I haven't ever really sat down to make my own firm opinion on him. My gut feeling is that he's overrated in both directions. Beyond the caricature portrayal of a guy that is EVIL just because HE HATES WOMEN and ALWAYS SPEAKS IN GIBBERISH... it's a wasted opportunity for talking about cults, why some people create cults and why others fall into cults. The movie attempts to make of Project Victory a cult, but has a terrible understanding of what cults are and how they work (as a side note, I have seen people say that the job Jack gets is inside Project Victory, which tells me some people have a hard time understanding how MLMs work). More often than not, cults are fascist-y, and I don't mean this in ideological terms, because fascism is fundamentally action and not ideology. A fascist movement is first a charismatic leader and a goal, and then an ideology is formed to theoretically support the former. Which usually means that most charismatic leaders of cults are not believers in the cause; the cult is an excuse to gain money, power over others, and/or satisfy the leader's appetites (that's why sexual abuse is so so common in cults). Cults prey on people that are isolated, emotionally starved, and idealistic, people that want to bring change or do good and are willingly to put a lot of volunteer work on it. The cult establishes heavier mechanisms of isolation, control, group aesthetics and a them-vs-us mentality that hinders questioning and raises a barrier for leaving to disillusioned members (public perception of people in cults as bad people that deserve bad things and no help does also greatly contribute to that goal). The big villain of DWD is not realistic that way, but if he were, the movie would have been radically better. Show that the man is in it for the money and the power trip and the sex, and that he is extremely cunning and charismatic and that's how he can get away with it. Have the heroine be able to look through his facade. Built in a redemption arc for Jake, if you want, based on the realization that he's being used. Or not, if you don't want to. You can have a failed attempt at making a resistance (resistances don't work in cults because the structure itself is designed to prevent them from succeeding). Show the difficulties the heroine faces in leaving the cult. Attempt to showcase what kind of people and why would fall for a cult like this one.

Man is an evil evildoer because he's evil and the men that follow him are evil because they are evil and bad can be satisfying if all you want is dehumanize and make a fantasy of dismissing the threat your ideological enemies pose, but it's bad storytelling, and a fundamentally lazy and unthinking storytelling.

#ask #apesoformythoughts #not tagging the movie because I don't want to start discourse

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