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azulashengrottospiano · 1 year

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bird brain

Genre/Tropes: Fluffy bird brain behavior & Established relationship.

Summary: Crowley has a bird brain, but you love him anyway.

Author's Comments: I just think that this is canon. Also I feel like I don't have to say this but just in case Reader is not Yuu. They teach at NRC. I think this turned out pretty well even though it was first time writing for a staff member? I don't think I'll do this often since I literally don't know how to write anyone except for Crowley so if there are any Crowley likers out there let me know LMAO I might write more of him idk yet.

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It was no secret to you and the other faculty at Night Raven College that Crowley had a bit of a bird brain. He liked to spoil you in his own special way, with shiny rocks and pretty feathers and seashells presented to you with lovesick eyes. That man would do anything for your approval, and while it was endearing, it did get obnoxious sometimes.

Like, for example, when he slammed open your classroom doors with a rock in hand, setting it on your desk where you had been organizing papers. There were always little flecks of dirt that fell off onto the pristine white papers, but you sucked it up as he gloated. Or when you’d be in the middle of a lecture and he’d bust down your classroom doors again, holding a shimmering multicolored feather that he picked up off the ground somewhere. Your students would try to hide their laughter, and some, their exasperation, when he acted like you were the only person in the room. All he ever wanted was praise, and maybe a smooch if you were feeling generous (but you always refused the latter in front of the students. They did not need to see that, and the gall of Crowley to even ask was beyond you.)

It had left you flustered and reeling too many times to count, the little shoebox in the bottom drawer of your desk slowly growing full with his gifts.

And speak of the devil, he was here again.

The telltale fast paced footsteps outside your classroom had you rolling your eyes as you set down your pen. A loud thump at the door made you try to hold back laughter—that lovable idiot had run into the door again.

The door flung open with a strong gust of air, and standing there was Headmage Crowley in the flesh.

“Beloved!” he yelled enthusiastically, making a beeline for your desk.

“Yes, dear?” you looked up at him, an amused grin on your face.

“Here.” he beamed, placing a dented bottle cap on your desk.

Despite the grime, you had to give him credit. It was pretty shiny, and the design over the metal featured mostly your favorite color. It wasn’t hard to see why he’d picked it up for you.

“What do you want in return for it?” you shook your head, picking up the bottle cap and twirling it over your fingers.

“Nothing, of course! It's a gift out of my infinite kindness!” he gloated.

“That’s what you always say. Now come on, what would you like?” you stood up, walking around your desk to face him.

“...A kiss?” he chuckled, pointing at his lips excitedly.

“Of course.” you laughed, setting the bottle cap down on your desk.

Crowley was practically vibrating on the spot from how excited he was, the goofy grin on his face making your heart squeeze. He never failed to be absolutely adorable whenever you offered up affection—it made you wonder if the esteemed headmage of Night Raven College was secretly touch starved. Gently, you placed your hands on his shoulders and pressed your lips against his. Crowley’s hand found its way to the back of your head, the claws scratching against the skin tenderly. He really made for the best head massager sometimes.

You pulled away but he chased you, stumbling over his feet before he finally let you go. You were flustered once again as he smiled, seemingly satisfied with the state he’d left you in.

“Thank you, my dear.” Crowley cupped your face, kissing your forehead for good measure, “Would you mind if I made myself at home here for a while?”

“Of course not. I was grading papers though, so I won’t be able to pay you my full attention.” you hummed, turning away from him.

“That’s fine! I can help! After all, I am very kind. Oh, I’m so benevolent!” he beamed, radiating smugness.

“Naturally. Thank you, dearest.” you sat down to begin your work once again, the bottlecap glinting cheerfully in the candlelight of your classroom.

#auburn's fics <3 #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #disney twst x reader #twst x reader #twst crowley #crowley x reader #dire crowley x reader

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danibeanie · 2 months

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Cancer mars post 🤍

(Also moon-mars aspects!)

-I really feel like this placement resonates the most with me when it comes to my natal chart. The funny thing is that it makes NO aspects with any other planets.

-I’ve heard somewhere that a planet that doesn’t make any aspects with other planets is important because it’s just itself with no other influences.

-wherever you have this placement with definitely influence that house x10. I feel like planets in their fall or detriment just impact your whole chart in general.

Positives 🩵

-your intuition is literally amped 100 by this placement. someone can be talking to me in a different tone than usual and I can just sense there’s something wrong and they’re like HOW DID U KNOW??😭

-emotions are strong and it’s because it’s influence links with the moon. we know that the moon is who we are deep within, our hidden feelings. anything I do makes me want to work even HARDER because it’s all sooo personal to me 🥲

-strong empathy with this placement you naturally put yourself into others people shoes, want to take care of others and it just comes by instinct.

-people many call you super nice and your just talking LMAO. I have this placement in my 3rd house which is ruled by communication so it’s just natural for me to embody the placement when I’m talk.

-ex you can have this in the 7th house and your just super giving into any relationships kinda intense lol, 10th house people at work may see you as mother😋 (kidding) a nurturing person.

-a lot of passion, many people forget that cancer mars is a CARDINAL sign which means it’s easy for these people to fall into a leader position. we are go getters and can be a bit competitive.

Negatives🩶

-any conflict that we have is literally the end of the world. It’s feels like impending doom when I’m mad at someone because the only way I can control this is by crying 😭

- we hold grudges *sigh* , no but really it will take me so long to forgive someone and it’s hard to let go of that bitterness. Its just that we are so considerate so when someone does something we would never do it’s hard to let go of that situation.

-mood swings are there and other people can easily get affected by this as well. we can be fine and dandy then we think about something that hurt us from 5 months ago and then we get passive.

^im very self aware of this and I try not to let it happen and when it does I isolate myself

-most of our anger is directed towards family???😭 idk if it’s just me but my family tends to see the ugly side of this placement. no one’s ever seen me SUPER-mad except for my parents.

-does anyone else get HORRIBLE,UNBEARABLE periods?!? I feel like no one talks about this.

-AVOID CONFRONTATION like no other and then we wonder why we hold grudges cause WE DONT TALK IT OUT LMAO.

-it’s easy to get drained of tasks that your not emotionally invested in or see no future in. I can make a whole rant on how this affects my school life but that’s too much.*sigh*

Influential musicians 🩵

chester bennington(lead singer of linkin park) also had a cancer mars.(may he rest in peace🤍) A lot of rock and heavy metal musicians have cancer mars which is ironic because they put all that passion and emotion into their lyrics and singing.

-lana del rey is a cancer mars and I feel like she embodies this placement fully. even by her lyrics and just the way she talks.

IN CONCLUSION 🩵

-being a cancer mars has its ups and down and so many people pertain to its negatives. I believe that people with the fallen/detriment placements all naturally have their positives as well. it’s definitely a placement you have to live and learn by. I love this placement because it humbles me, gives me empathy and kindness ,but don’t cross us cause then we’ll reciprocate that rudeness 10x harder.

#cancer mars #astrology content #astro observations #astro community #lana del rey #cancer placements

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vaporwavebeach-writes · 6 months

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Kinktober Day 8 (Gore)

Deadite!Ellie (Evil Dead Rise) x Reader (NSFW)

(755 Words)

Summary: Ellie punishes you

Warnings/Tags: 18+, gender neutral reader, dead dove do not eat (seriously, this one is SO fucked up), blood, monster fucking, degradation, fucked up praise, hand stabbing, regular stabbing, dubcon (bordering noncon), thigh fucking, disembowelment, ellie being violently sadistic, reader is so fucked (and not in the fun way), literal torture porn

Notes: this is literally the most fucked up thing I think I have ever written in my ENTIRE life LMAO this is a sequel to my day 4 post, which can be read here, I would like to apologize in advance for this one, but enjoy the fic!!!

You feel your back slam into the hard kitchen table as Ellie pushes you down. You let out strangled wail at the pain of feeling the sharpened knife going through your hands, pinning you down. Ellie straddles you, staring and grinning at you carnally. She eyes up your wounded state like a feral animal, admiring how beautifully the knife makes you bleed. All you can do is lay there, helplessly, regretting your decision to try and escape.

You take in several heavy breaths, tears welling in your eyes. Ellie hushes you with her finger. You can see the blood under her nails as her hand slowly makes its way down your neck, wrapping around your throat.

“You don’t get to cry now.” Her voice is sickly sweet; a venomous saccharine, mocking your fear. “You need to learn that naughty behavior will not be tolerated,” she tsk’s. She maneuvers herself on top of you, feeling her straddle your leg as she leans over you. Her breath is icy when you feel her speak directly into your ear. “And after I so generously made you come? I think it’s only fair for you to repay me, right?”

You shudder out a terrified whimper, unable to speak.

“RIGHT?!” Her voice sounds monstrously distorted, gutturally shrieking to get a response out of you.

“Yes!” You cry, turning away from her malicious gaze.

“That’s great to hear,” her voice switches back to being sweet. It was scary how quickly it changed back. “Now,” you feel her hopping off you, her voice coming from the kitchen. “You may feel a little pinch,” you gulp in terror at her words. “But then again, what’s punishment without a little pain?”

You turn your head again to see Ellie armed with a smaller, thinner knife. Moving to stand by the table, she holds out the knife for you to know that you’ve gotten a good look at it. She holds it as a reminder of your failure to kill her. Your failure to escape. How you fucked up. She holds it as a warning.

You can see the malice in her white eyes, sticking out from their blackened and bloodied sockets. You shudder, feeling the cold metal trailing along your exposed thighs. You wince as she presses it deeper, threatening to leave a mark.

“Your knees are shaking.” She notes. “Even like this, knowing you’re about to die,” she leads the knife up to your abdomen. “You are still such a desperate little slut.”

Getting back up on the table, you feel her around your legs once again. She feels sticky around your upper thigh, in which you hoped was just blood. She takes a free hand to your sex, still dripping with the aftermath of your orgasm. She was right. This was turning you on in a way that seemed completely insane. You let out an involuntary moan when she rubs a thumb over your sensitive arousal.

“Wow,” she laughs, “you really are a sick little whore, aren’t you?” Your cheeks flush at the degradation. “I think you’re enjoying this a little too much, this is supposed to be a punishment after all.”

You’re snapped out of your lustful haze as she plunges the knife into your stomach. As you let out a garbled scream, Ellie moans amorously, grinding herself on your thigh. “-Fuck, you scream so good,” groans. She continues to rock herself on your thigh and you begin to realize that sticky feeling you felt wasn’t just blood anymore.

Ellie grinds on your more ferociously. Taking the knife, she continues to drag it across your abdomen. You can feel yourself choking back the feeling to vomit as the knife gets caught on an organ. You cry out as she yanks it across and out, leading to your intestines falling out all over the the table in a big, bloody mess.

A moan, equally parts lustful and surprised, erupts from Ellie’s throat. “Holy s-shit,” she gasps, “Your guts are so fucking pretty.” The friction from in between Ellie’s soaked cunt coat your thigh, as she all but screams her way through her orgasm, coming to the sight of your innards splayed out.

She gets off of you, exhausted. She huffs out a breath, wiping the tears pouring out of your eyes and the blood coughing out of your mouth. “I love seeing you like this,” she smears your fluids down your legs standing over you, admiring your insides, now on the outside, and your dripping sex. “I could just eat you up.”

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #ellie x reader #ellie evil dead rise x reader #ellie evil dead rise #horror imagines #slasher x reader #horror smut #slasher smut #maggot mommy #mia writes horror!!!

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ms0milk · 2 years

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stealing the hashira's haori part 2

| ft. tengen, mitsuri, obanai, gyomei

a/n: back by popular demand ! this one is def more haori *inspired* than haori driven lmao

3.5k 😈

Tengen

three incredibly talented wives and the most handsome doting husband on the face of the earth?

god plays favorites

you’re hardly bored in such a loving crowd, but splitting your attention four ways can really take it out of you!

sometimes you just gotta

flee

makio’s the horniest woman alive

suma always wants to show you a pretty rock

tengen always wants to dress you up

and hina bless her heart, can only play mom for so long without a date night before she starts contemplating manslaughter

now that the four of them are retired, they act out around each other even more

and on this particular day you make sure to wake up just a bit earlier than everyone else

you have a mission

low level, on the other side of the prefecture

and as bad as it sounds, it’ll be so nice to get away from home for a while

where you won't have to worry about doing enough laundry to clothe the entire country

or about who gets to be the little spoon

or even, as guilty as it makes you feel, about that tiny tinge of jealousy you stuff down when your spouses stave off their boredom by fighting for each other’s attention

all you gotta do is creep out of your shared bedroom without tripping over anyone’s futon and you’re free for the weekend

you ease suma off your chest and tuck her back in by the dawn light peaking through the curtains

she’s a sleep farter

she’ll cover your escape

hina grumbles when you sneak past her pillow, floorboards creaking

you wade through the satin chaos that is your husband’s bedding

careful of makio’s hair peeking out from under a flamboyant purple sheet

across the hallway, down the stairs, and through the kitchen, your packed bag is waiting right where you hid it

it feels nice to tie your leg wraps and button up your uniform without also having to beat your worried lovers off with a stick

although it doesn’t quite feel right to leave without saying goodbye

you fasten the ribbon hina wove you for your wedding day around your wrist

you secure makio’s good-luck hair pin behind your ear

and drop suma’s favorite rock in your pocket

she carved ‘fuck them demons’ into it

the morning breeze drifts through the open windows and just when you think you can’t possibly miss them all already

the smell of Tengen’s spring haori, the one hung up on the porch wafts over to you

of course he wears enough perfume to drown out the flowers

adjusting the nichirin swords on your back you step out onto the veranda and nestle your face into the cloth

it’s soft against your cheeks

wet with dew

“Baby, no need to resort to dirty laundry,”

christ

“the real thing’s always in arm’s reach.”

your eyes heft open

“Uzui Tengen, i could smell you from the other side of the country”

your husband stands in the kitchen behind you, arms crossed and grinning

topless

and generally broad

he moves forward before you can come up with a good excuse for perving around his clothes

“you had to rob us on top of running away?”

“i’m not running away Ten”

“is this because i like being the little spoon?”

“tengen–”

“no need to go start a new family about it”

Tengen unhooks the haori from the line and leans down close to wrap it around your shoulders

he’s right

he smells nicer than any spring flowers

“mission?” he murmurs

he rests a hand on your head once the the haori is snug over your uniform and smooths down your bedhair

“yeah”

“nervous?”

“not yet”

he gives one of the nichirin swords on your back a strong flick and the metallic sound rings satisfyingly through the courtyard

“i gave you these swords to protect yourself so c–”

“you gave me these swords because i have 100% of the hands required to wield them”

“–so come back safe you little shit”

he tilts your head up by your chin and kisses your forehead

“you’re doubting the sound hashira?” you chide

every movement you make in his clothes wafts the sweet smell of him around you

he smiles when you remind him of your title

he smiles at the thought of throwing you an obnoxious homecoming party

he smiles when he realizes he’s never getting that haori back

he kisses you again quickly, lips and tongue to taste you, and slaps your ass just hard enough to knock you off the porch

Mitsuri

the end of a long day at your girlfriend’s house always means one thing

bath time baby

the kanroji estate is luxury darling

and Mitsuri is never too busy to longue in the tub with you before bed

so where is she?

honey drips off the bread you toasted for her

“…she promised..” you grumble to yourself and sink low into the water

a berry rolls lazily off of its tea plate and splashes a dollop of cream onto the floor

Mitsuri swore she’d be back from her mission tonight

was she hurt?

oh lord did she faint?

she’s a fainter– what if she saw a line of baby ducks?

oh god, what if she heard a baby’s first laugh?

she’d be out for at least the next twelve hours

she could be unconscious in the street in godknows what kind of pastryless shithole!

your eyes widen

is she dying of starvation?

out in a field like some wild animal waiting to be picked apart by vultures!

the village she was sent to couldn’t possibly be wealthy enough to feed her the 6000 calories she needs twice a day

you should have known! you should have packed her more food!

the bath was beginning to feel like a coffin

you melt dramatically out of the tub and pace in front of the bathroom door, back and forth and back and forth

you’d assemble the pillars immediately

Mitsuri’s simple white haori hangs limply beside the mirror where she left it days ago

too hot for haori, she’d said before kissing you goodbye, groggy and still in bed

tears well up in your eyes

the damn thing smells like strawberries

“Oi, trophy wife! get the fuck out here”

an angry voice disrupts your search&rescue planning and startles every bird from the cherry trees outside

Sanemi

perfect

you could lecture him about being quieter later the bees cant make honey under duress; now is the time for action

you inhale your girlfriend’s sweet smell one more time and wrap yourself up in the haori to answer the call from the front of the house

you stride from the bath through the halls, past the rows of stretching tsugukos in the calisthenics room great job everyone and burst into the foyer with the slap of a sliding door

“perfect timing Shinazugawa!”

“you’re fucking naked!”

Sanemi shields his eyes in the entryway and Giyuu stands cooly beside him

both a little bloody, eyes sagging with lack of sleep from a mission

“I have a message for Kanroji from Master Ubuyashiki. Where is she?” Giyuu is calm

you are not

“I was hoping you’d know!”

“Is she not back yet?”

“Where the fuck is she?!” Sanemi wails

every time Sanemi meets the Love Pillar’s prized possession he remembers why he hates you both so much

“rally the troops, men!” you pluck Giyuu’s ancient crow from his shoulder and toss it out the window, “alert master Himejima first!”

“do NOT–!” Sanemi snatches the crow back inside by its little foot

giyuu was struggling to remember why they came at all

something about a mission report…

“Master Ubuyashiki is looking for me?”

all three heads turn around to the front door, surprise, desperation, and hatred

at Mitsuri

pink cheeks in the sunset and two arms stuffed full of bento

“boys! you beat me back? I thought for sure I’d–”

“you stopped for dinner?!” Sanemi screeches

but Mitsuri didn’t freeze because of Shinazugawa’s screams

the bento clatter to the pavement stones

rolled egg dashed across the walkway

her eyes have locked on target

you.

“Mitsuri my love!” you squawk

Giyuu tugs Sanemi cautiously back by the sleeve

and she barrels inside

the woman is airborne from the time she crosses the threshold of her house to the moment she launches into you

“BABY!!!”

you’re forced stumbling backwards from the weight of her and she crushes you messily against the nearest wall

Sanemi gags

“so– so cute for me y/n! only a haori?! my haori?! what, is it my birthday?” Mitsuri cooes and and runs her hands up the sides of your legs until she hits your hips and your very short hem

“i love seeing you in my clothes”

Giyuu rests his head against the doorframe, puzzled

Sanemi, overcome with loyalty for Ubuyashiki, quietly asks his crow to pluck out his eyes instead of abandoning the mission

a tsuguko weedles out of the side room and ushers the two male hashira to the front door

blessedly, before Mitsuri tries to drizzle you in honey right there in the vestibule

“we will try a different day” Giyuu determines as the door is closed in his face

“i'll take my own life before coming back here”

Obanai

“Iguro! Very bold today!” Rengoku beams from the clearing where he and Mitsuri are beating a few tsuguko to a pulp

Obanai ignores him

6am and already in an absolutely foul mood

“yeah dude, finally feelin’ a little flashy?” Tengen teases behind a hot cup of tea on the veranda

not even dawn tempers the insufferability of his teammates

“leave me be peacock”

auxiliary training day

one of the few days a year the pillars gather without the oversight of Ubuyashiki

and honestly just an excuse to take out pent up exhaustion on tsuguko just strong enough not to die

and get totally trashed

liquor has been barred from all extracurricular hashira activities after Mitsuri broke a few noses last year– none of them her own.

“Iguro, my friend, w–”

“--Good morning Himejima,” he interrupts, impatient, and generally sour.

Obanai only just arrived on the scene

why in the world is everyone trying to talk to him?

he strides as quickly as he can manage to the equipment building to gather training supplies and get this day over with

get back to you

he wished you were–

why weren’t you–

right

you’d fought this morning

he still couldn’t quite understand how it started but it got loud enough to unsettle the crows outside

you’d wanted to come with him so badly

to see everyone all together for the first time in so long

why didn’t you?

everything about this morning was stupid and so anger inducing

Shinobu stands with Sanemi a little ways off the the two of them eye him clearly across the clearing

what the fuck does everyone want from him–

“No haori this morning?”

Obanai startles uncharacteristically when Muichiro’s voice tumbles down from above

the boy is napping in a tree

“Everyone is thinking ‘he’s half naked’ if that’s what you’re wondering.”

!!!

he left in such an angry rush he forgot his haori!

and–

“Obanai,” Giyuu yawns and approaches the supply shed, “No snake today? Has he finally died?”

–Kaburamaru!

—

you have *not* forgotten why you fought with your husband this morning

jerk

“there’s no need for you to be there.” Iguro said in bed when you held him close and whispered how excited you were to see everyone

“Huh? Do you not want me to come?”

“I don’t care either way.”

and thus the brawl began

you were looking forward to this weekend for so long!

rousing stories to celebrate another year with no hashira casualties

Shinobu’s absolutely darksided drinking games

to catch up with the uzui wives while your husbands fought each other to the death

what you really wanted was to live in Iguro’s world, just for a few days

standing tall beside him not too tall now watching him practice this part of his life he keeps so separate from you

and Iguro had the nerve to be indifferent to your company!

thirty minutes after leaving you alone (at your request) to sink into your anger

Obanai bursts through the door to your room at the inn, very nearly out of breath

“My haori! is Kabu– Y/n?”

He’s frozen in the doorway at the sight of you dripping tears, and what appears to be.. strangling the neck of his haori?

Kaburamaru is coiled gently around your shoulders

those tears must emit some kind of pheromone because snake be damned, Obanai can’t even remember what he came back here for now that you so obviously need help

..or the fact that he’s probably the reason

“Darling, are you hurt?” he kneels close to you and wipes at your cheeks with both hands

if Kaburamaru could roll his eyes..

“get off Iguro”

“I will not”

he wipes some more, all thumbs and gentle fingers

you throw his haori angrily over his head and scrunch back against the edge of the futon

fresh out of big loud fighting energy

“go on then you have your haori, go train without me”

“i don’t want to be without you”

sweet soft asshole

"you came back for Kabu not me."

"you...asked me to leave you alone?"

it becomes apparent quickly that this is not the right response

“I would like you to come with me always” he continues earnestly

“well i never would have guessed”

“Y/n I just don’t want you to have to spend time with my idiot teammates”

“I like them!”

“I only said I didn’t care if you came because i want you to be happy!”

“That doesn’t make any sense!”

just fight or fuck, Kaburamaru is surely thinking

“If you want to go I am happy, if you want to stay I am happy! It doesn’t matter which one you chose because I am happy when you’re happy!”

“I want you to be excited to bring me!”

“I’m not excited to go!”

the ridiculousness of this prolonged argument gets to you, and you can’t not crack a smile in the sudden quiet

Iguro visibly relaxes and leans his head against the wall beside you

“I’m..I’m being dramatic, I’m sorry Iguro”

Kaburamaru stretches across your lap to resituate himself around your husband’s chest

“no Y/n, I’m sorry”

you roll your sleepy eyes at him and hold his bandaged face in two hands,

“i always want you to be with me” he murmurs, “even when i’m on missions– even times like that when it’s selfish. you’re brilliant. your presence makes everything tolerable”

“don’t forget you called me a moron earlier”

“Y/n, you called me a ‘huge dickwad fuckhead’ so I–”

“and i was right!”

“in my defense,” he smiles now too, you can always see it in his eyes, “i actually said that you were 'acting like my moron teammates'”

“a terrible defense!”

–

An hour passes before the two of you finally trekk back up to the traininggrouds

you’re met with a chorus of

“Y/n!”s and “It’s wonderful to see you!"s

the uzuis beat you here thank god

all enjoying breakfast in the shade of the veranda

although Makio is the quickest to remind Iguro why he hates the entire Uzui family so goddamn much

“Obanai, you leave to get your spouse and come back with more clothes on than when you left??”

“Something went wrong in transit my friend!” Tengen sneers and high fives his wife

Gyomei

you were always a fragile tsuguko

no offense

but this just doesn’t feel like your line of work

“a cold?” Genya huffs when you drag your fucking corpse out of the river

“you seriously have a cold?”

you’re as irate as you can manage

“you don’t?!”

“it’s july”

“we’re training in a waterfall”

“It 106° out”

“i’m not cold, i have a cold you fucking oaf”

three days of mountain training with only the stone hashira and his new tsuguko– a child might you add

was going to suck the life force out of you

unless the leeches on this godforsaken mountain beat them to it

you shudder and crawl to your belongings laid out safely on stones beside the riverbed

it started as as a tickle in the back of your throat at dawn, and by noon the tickle turned into a raging headache and so much mucus

camp is a just a few feet away, but you doubt you can manage the walk

sore from the inside out and probably barely breathing

Genya crouches beside your body splayed out on the river rocks

“i’m not carrying you”

he perfected the role of little brother the very second Gyomei added him to the team

“then let me die in peace”

“don’t die until the Master comes back” he smiles and walks back into the river to finish his assignment for the afternoon

you roll onto your back, cold and wet, to look for something to at least start drying off with

your clean uniform top radiates warmth on a large stone in front of you while your wet undershirt clings to your chest

maybe it’ll sap the warmth from your body fast enough to counteract the fever?

a fever in 100° weather

jeez, how many times had you been this embarrassed?

your things and Genya’s, look like piles of trash compared to your Master’s carefully folded uniform and heavy flail

Himejima stripped down to his hakama this morning and left his belongings with your’s before going to push a boulder up a mountain or some other impossible feat

save a family of deer from a fire

build a village for orphans

cure cancer

whatever he did on his training days

huge, shirtless, and blind

handsome

just out there terrorizing the forest until dinner

you lean against the biggest rock you can find, careful to stay close to the river in case Gyomei returns or Genya starts drowning or something

apparently being Gyomei’s tsuguko also means being Sanemi’s unpaid aupair

but the Shinazugawas are the last thing on your mind the very second you lay eyes on your saving grace

Gyomei’s happi

you can feel every sickly sore muscle in your arm as you pull it off it’s warm rock and into your damp lap

you won’t die today!

you’ll dry off on the shore and join Genya once your energy returns

before your master even knows anything has happened

you might not be cut out for demon slaying, but you have the brains of a criminal mastermind

you wrap the length of the green jacket around your body and feel absorbed by its size

its warm smell

like incense

Gyomei always smells like sage

you chuckle a little at the Namu Abida Butsu embroidered on the inner hem and draw your knees to your chest

thank you buddha indeed

by the time your master returns, the sun has set enough to light a fire at camp without roasting anyone’s skin off in the summer heat

Genya is still situated under the rush of the waterfall nearby and Gyomei realizes a day spent swimming in refreshing waters might not be the soul crushing training he thought it was

so where are you?

he wanders towards the riverbed to get dressed and call his tsuguko back to the campsite for dinner

Genya will know where–

where..

..you are

you’re here

he’s almost stepped on you

“Y/n.”

his voice is deep and rumbling but it doesn’t reach you

you’re curled up inside his happi beside the equipment rock

close enough to the water that the river’s tide licks your hair every time it rolls close

“training is not over.” he scolds and kneels to tug you out of the damp

“you’ll get sick like this”

but he feels the heat of your body through his clothes before his hand even touches your shoulder

You manage a quiet “Hime..ji..mm…” when the scent of sage grows stronger in the water around you

“Y/n? Oh– oh no.”

If you were awake you’d probably pass away from the thought of your master scooping you up in a damp bundle in his arms

Gyomei ushers Genya back with a wave of his hand instead of bellowing across the river while you slump hot against his chest

breathing feebly into the crook of his neck

gently enough to make the skin of his back prickle in waves

enough to replace every ounce of frustration in his heart with worry

if you were awake you’d probably slap yourself for even imagining what Gyomei’s breathing sounded like this close to his lips

or how the soft skin of his palms felt smoothing cool cloths against your cheeks

it’s exactly because you aren’t awake that you reach for his hand when he feels your forehead for fever beside the campfire

it’s probably because you're not awake that he lets you

and wonders at just how much smaller your fingers are than his as the two of you cling together gently

for a second

just like this

you sick of training, and him sick with concern

<<< part 1

#tengen's had to be long bc ur married to so many goddamn uzuis #mitsuri's gf is absolutely as dramatic as rengoku #thats why she loves ya #sanegiyuu + mitsuri x gf is the opposite of mlm wlw solidarity #i love the idea of dumb soft! obanai x emotional partner #reminds me of his relationship with mitsuri a bit! just feels right #weridly enough #i really hc gyomei's soulmate as a zenitsu-like character #strong but a touch too dramatic #exhausted constantly #especially by genya lol #tengen x reader #mitsuri x reader #obanai x reader #gyomei x reader #sfw #kny

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sampersandman · 3 months

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Since I’ve been lurking the fanbase again in the 6 months, I haven’t really seen anybody making comparisons between pickles and axl rose outside of just acknowledging that snakes n barrels is a parody name. And I think fanon characterization of snakes n barrels has people misunderstanding canon a little bit, or idk some people don’t know how glam rock is metal-adjacent

Pickles just said he needed heavier music so I think he would have already been singing like THIS fr

I’m also pretty sure the rest of band already knew SnB was great and Pickles was right about them feeling threatened, instead of it not being up to their standards which seems to be the general consciences here. They were getting drunk and pouty before they even heard the new music and in SnB II they were hyping up Pickles’s rockstar stories lol, so personally I headcanon at least Nathan and Charles being a fan of his before they met. SnB might’ve been before Murderface and Toki’s time, and American rock music probably didn’t interest skwisgaar.

also in addition to this edit, I’d like to show all the unaware what Axl Rose looked like the year Metalocalypse premiered LMAO:

#Also why isn’t he called Pickle Barrel #pickles metalocalypse #pickles the drummer #snakes n barrels #metalocalypse #axl rose

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junkdyke · 3 months

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things i wanna do this year that could be fun inspo if you're looking for things to do outside of the house

go to jazz lounges for live music and vibes, looking all cute and classy sipping wine with my friends

take classes and workshops! Ceramics, woodworking, my friend said he wants to take a voiceacting class, glasswork, welding, etc

go cruising around on my longboard, mainly at the beach along the bike path, looking at the ocean, listening to music, vibing

volunteer now that i have the time post-grad!! I'm hoping to give time to the LGBT center, women's shelter, and a general unhoused center or group

join a knitting/crochet group, go sit at the park and crochet

have more art-making days with my friends, painting or sewing or w/e together

join in on a mural painting

more live music in general, concerts, small local shows

go to some orchestras all fancy with my friends

go crystal hunting and collecting rocks in the desert

go camping, like proper camping

go fishing (on a boat!!!)

find some random, niche conventions to attend

i'm going to a metal show that's in a museum lmao

more community meetups, going to a black queer bonfire this month

start playing guitar again

my friend said he'd learn how to surf with me if i let him teach me how to snowboard

tabling and vending at more markets and conventions

keep an eye out for more small art galleries and popups

just music and vibes and checking out different kinds of events that aren't exactly the usual go-to clubs and events, maybe helping to organize more creative group outings :)

#and a lot of these don't have to cost money or be expensive!#was just gonna blab but maybe this will be of some use to someone #mine #inspo #i'm just happy to finally have the timeeee #and i dont wanna go crazy staying inside on days where i dont have clients #like i need to just get some sun and sit somewhere that isn't my bed when i'm drawing lol

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skzpixiekaifei · 3 months

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Taglist: @mynameisnotlaura, @palindrome969

Kai: Hey, you want some leftovers? Minho: What's that? Kai: You've never had leftovers??? Minho: No, because I'm not a quitter.

Chan: I drink to forget but I always remember.

Kai: You're drinking orange juice.

Kai: Can we talk about that mass email you sent?

Changbin: Why? It was important.

Kai: All it says is, "I'm back on my shit".

Hyunjin, shrugging: The people need to know.

Kai: *pitches an idea*

Jeongin, impressed: Huh, there might be something here!

Seungmin, under their breath: Yeah, a lawsuit.

Kai: You know the sound a fork makes in the garbage disposal? That's the sound that my brain makes all the time.

Kai: Twilight Sparkle was the main character because she represented the element of friendship—

Hyunjin, tied up: PLEASE, I JUST WANT TO SEE MY FAMILY AGAIN!

Kai: I'M NOT DONE!

Kai: And Rainbow Dash was the sporty girl—

Felix: Coca Cola can remove rust from metal, imagine what it’s doing to your body.

Seungmin: Pfff, getting rid of the rust, idiot.

Felix: THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS!

Kai: Hmm... I've been drinking soda and my body's rust free... not sure where you're getting your facts from...

Jeongin: Don't have a bookmark? Try ketchup instead!!

Kai: What makes you think I read?

Kai: Christmas lights?

Chan: Check.

Changbin: Thermos of hot cocoa?

Chan: Check.

Felix: Santa suits?

Chan: Check.

Kai: Shovel?

Chan: Check.

Minho: Alibi and bail money?

Chan: Check- wait, WHAT?!

Han, taping a knife onto a Roomba: Be free, my child.

Kai, entering the room with a small cut on their ankle: Who the f-

Changbin: I love you.

Kai: I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that.

*Kai and Changbin kiss passionately*

Minho, to Seungmin: You owe me 20 dollars.

Seungmin: Changbin, I don't like you.

Changbin: What did you say?

Seungmin: You heard me!

Changbin, internally: And it turns out I actually didn't hear what the fuck you just said.

Chan: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-

Felix: It was me...

Chan: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

Felix: We call that a traumatic experience.

Felix, turning to Seungmin: Not a "bruh moment".

Felix, turning to Kai: Not "sadge".

Felix, turning to Han: And DEFINITELY not an "oof LMAO".

Jeongin: You use emoji’s like a straight person.

Kai: That’s literally the worst thing anyone has ever said about me.

Hyunjin: What do you think Kai will do for a distraction?

Han: She'll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That's what I would do.

*Building explodes and several car alarms go off*

Han: ...or She could do that.

Kai: Am I a boy? Am I a girl? It doesn't matter. I'm going to burn your house down.

Kai: *cocks gun* Go to Bed. This is no longer a request, This is now a Threat.

Hyunjin: I’m not stupid, you know.

Kai: Well, you’re doing a really good impression of it!

*Kai and Felix texting*

Kai: Come downstairs and talk to me please. I'm lonely.

Felix: Isn't Hyunjin there?

Kai: Yes but I like you more.

Jeongin, referring to Han and Felix: Those guys are dorks.

Kai: Yes, but they’re my dorks.

Seungmin: Is anyone going to tell me what's going on in here?!

Changbin: It's kind of complicated, but Kai-

Seungmin: Got it. Forget I asked.

Seungmin: Hey do you wanna hang out this weekend?

Kai: Generic excuse.

Seungmin: I can’t believe you said that out loud, to my face.

Kai: I can.

Felix: CHARACTER. FLAWS. ARE. FUCKING. IMPORTANT.

Kai: Me when someone tells me to stop eating mayo packets like they’re gogurt tubes.

Changbin: If you want my advice-

Han: No offense but you’re the last person I want relationship advice from. You tried to kill your significant other. Multiple times.

Changbin: First off, that was before we started dating. Secondly, they’ve also tried to kill me.

Hyunjin: It’s true. It was mutually attempted murder.

Kai, singing to the tune of I Kissed a Girl: I killed a guy, and I liked it-

Seungmin, whispering: Should we call the exorcist?

Hyunjin, also singing: The taste of his cherry chapstick.

Chan, appalled: Call the exorcist.

Kai: What’s your name?

Changbin, whispering to Jeongin: Can I tell Her my real name?

Jeongin: No!

Changbin: I’m… Jeongin.

Jeongin, whispering to Himself: The ONE TIME he gets my name right…

Kai: The shadow realm? No, I’m sending you to Ohio!

Hyunjin: Subs are so fun to play with. All you have to do is hint at what you might do, back them into a corner with a look, or grab their wrist in a certain way and they're a wide-eyed mess.

Kai: What the fuck kind of Subway are you going to?

Han: Substitute teachers deal with so much shit.

Seungmin: Guys.

*at 3am*

Felix, holding the vlogging camera: *runs into Changbin’s room and turns on the light* Wake up sleepyhead!

Changbin: *wakes up* Dude!

Felix: *cackles*

Kai: *sits up from where they were sleeping behind Changbin* What the fuck, Felix?

Felix: *jaw drops* Wait WHAT-

Kai: Clownery. Tomfoolery. Absolute fuckery, I am going to revoke your life privileges.

Changbin: Stay foxy.

Han: Die lonely.

Kai: How many children do you have?

Chan: Biologically, legally, or emotionally? Because there is a difference.

Chan: Hey, Changbin? Can I get some dating advice?

Changbin: Just because I'm with Kai doesn't mean I know how I did it.

Kai: “Ladies and gentlemen” is unnecessarily gendered, overly formal, lengthy, and honestly, I’m falling asleep already. “Cowards” on the other hand, is inclusive to all genders, to the point, and dramatic.

Kai: Hey guys, I’m making french toast sticks in the oven. I’m gonna take a quick nap, so wake me up in 5 minutes to flip them over.

*5 minutes later*

Jeongin: Kai it’s been 5 minutes, time to flip your sticks.

Kai: snnnzzzz...

Jeongin: KAI YOUR STICKS!

Han: Life is like Kai. It's short.

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meat-wentz · 1 year

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FOB LORE POST Pt. 2

this one is mainly links, plus resources at the end for more in depth dives.

some cool pre-fob/outside fob links:

arma angelus livejournal

where sleeplessness is rest from nightmares (arma album playlist, heychris is working at the moment to get these on spotify)

the grave end of the shovel (arma EP)

last arma show

first novena show (pre-arma arma angelus)

racetraitor "broken dust" ft. a young pete and a young andy

another one

racetraitor 2019

racetraitor 2022

interview with mani mostofi 2018

now some general lore, i'll bold the ones that are referenced most often:

"The Story" 2004 (from My Heart Will Always Be the B-Side to My Tongue dvd)

"Cutting Room Floor" (LOTS of classic moments in this, joe sleeping in a cage, patrick drinking garlic butter, dunking his head in a pool, getting nervous and shaking pete's hand, etc)

extra bits sorry this literally opens with a dirty toilet

the story behind the album cover (patrick, joe and pete all lived in a shitty apartment together, where the cover of tttyg was shot on their broken couch, i promise this link is so much more informative these are just the basics)

take this to your apartment pt. 1 (fall out boy return to the apartment)

take this to your apartment pt. 2

a little reflection on the van accident

notes between patrick and joe (resolution by pete)

patrick in high school

first interview

HALLOWEEN 2003 (THE PRIEST SHOW)

the hollister show (includes pete jumping off the roof with an umbrella, van tour, andy "what's goin' on guys" which is important TO ME)

2003 acoustic set (IMPORTANT TO ME)

the hollister show pt. 2 (the show, which is fucking insane, sweater, shorts and black socks mention, borders mention, patrick drinking half a bottle of tobasco, pete getting tazed, first ??? mention of jason which will be expanded upon later)

i'm not putting release the bats lmao that's your job, warning it's gross, it's a will-tester for sure.

but you do get bedussey, it's like, on the syllabus. there will be a test.

FOBR bio during futct

the jason interview

patrick and pete interview for the documentary bastards of young (2005)

behind the scenes AOL

TRL debut

nintendo ds makes me forget that i don't have any friends

mtv vma performance of sugar (iconic because of the uniforms)

mtv2 video awards arrival

mtv2 win

warped diary (fob did warped in a fucking van, which is hardcore af)

behind the scenes sugar we're going down

behind the scenes dance dance

behind the scenes a little less 16 candles

fuse rock star guide (IMPORTANT TO ME)

you look good in everything honey

behind the scenes live in phoenix

don't google yourself

you look like the unabomber

wind power

fall out boy gets uncomfortable

pete's do's and don'ts for valentine's day

moustachette

world's most in depth interview

gabe bothering patrick with socks and sandals

piss roulette

IMPORTANT PATRICK VIDEO TO ME (black clouds and underdogs tour)

gay above the belt

it's not a hot girl

the backpack

mark hoppus shaves pete's head (death of emo)

drum battle and this view of patrick

andy drum solo (live in phoenix)

thanks pete

boys of zummer

happy paintings

coffee's for closers dance

YBC commentary by patrick and pete

family feud

just a few reading extras because i'm tired and i've worked on this for so long i'm going crosseyed:

pete/patrick huge primer

interviews

what a catch donnie songfacts page

in defense of folie a deux

(btw patrick does a different song every intro for i hate myself, also it's very healing please listen to all 6 episodes)

Loud and Sad Radio (pete podcast)

@stumpomatic-blog and @fobomatic-blog are both archival projects to document the band

here's a giant video vault

peachy.stump on instagram, invaluable resource for updates, throwbacks and all the little tidbits you could want.

#fob lore post #fall out boy #fall out boy history #fall out boy lore #fob lore #fob history #patrick stump #andy hurley #joe trohman #pete wentz #patrick #andy #joe #pete #Spotify

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ghostedcas · 5 months

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more random cod headcanons

tw: mentions of self harm, references to OG ghost backstory, angst :)

141 tried to do group therapy together

but they ended up making the therapist cry and the four of them had to awkwardly comfort the therapist

ghost hates therapy with a passion but goes anyway

soap did the tide pod challenge

price lost it at him in the med bay when he found out

"johnny it's a plastic capsule of LAUNDRY DETERGENT!"

"yummy colours🥰"

ghost used to sh on his face

love how i just give yall a bunch of sweet stuff and then BOOM ANGST HEADCANON outta nowhere :)

i feel like he suffers from severe facial dysmorphia, especially after covering his face for so long

sweet pie gang: soap, könig, price

savoury pie gang: ghost and gaz

couldnt care less, just likes pie: horangi

ghost hates coffee but pretends to like it to seem cool (he's actually drinking coffee crisp hot chocolate)

horangi listens to ayesha erotica

he is also a RAGING bisexual (strong lean towards men)

laswell refers to the 141 as her boys, she loves to embarrass them like a mom would

soap and ghost are ATTROCIOUS at cooking

price is pretty good at it, can make quite a lot but struggles with a few harder recipes (and also somehow cannot make instant noodles)

gaz is a GOD in the kitchen but he hates cooking

soap is not allowed in the kitchen alone, once set the kitchen in fire trying to get a glass of water

awkward day on base when that happened

"sorry, can't go into the kitchen, the explosions specialist set it on fire trying to get a drink"

soap listens to classic rock and metal only (and katy perry but he will never admit it)

gaz listens to (shocking literally everyone on the team) music from the 40's, 50's and 60's. he listens to some modern music but he just ADORES the vintage music, especially jazz.

gaz and soap also like therapy

like genuinely enjoy it

gaz has to hype himself up before his appointments though

soap hypes the therapist up

price is neutral, he'd prefer to just smoke and drink to deal with his problems but understands that talking about them with a professional is the best option

ghost, as mentioned before, hates therapy with a burning passion but goes anyway

mostly because he knows he will be put on probation if he doesn't

but also because he knows that he needs the help even if he doesn't want to admit it

also after one of his first month of going to all his appointments that month without skipping one at all, price told simon he was proud of him and now he uses that as motiva to go to his appointments

price knows how to use technology in the weirdest ways

can operate a drone but cannot for the life of him figure out QR codes

a pretty decent hacker but do NOT ask him what any text slang aside from "lol" and "lmao" is. he does not know.

doesn't know that emojis have different meanings depending on context

once said "simon's in the hospital😭" i the TF141 group chat, gaz and soap thought that he was laughing at simon

soap got arrested in croatia on a mission once because he committed arson

kate had to bail him out and he got an earful on being a pyromaniac and arsonist

price just told him to restrict his fire setting to the battlefield

valeria has a medusa tattoo, it's under her chest on her sternum (iykyk)

ghost was tempted to get a medusa tattoo but decided against it because he views it more as a symbol of strength for women (really afab/fem aligned in general) who have suffered through that kind of assault and that it would be wrong to take that from them

he got a tattoo inspired by medusa instead

ghost has his on his hip

he was orginally going to get it on his left ribcage but when the artist was placing the stencil he almost had a panic attack and they both decided a different placement would be better

könig has tattoos for his siblings and his mother (mama's booooyyyyy🗣️)

ghost also has tattoos for his mother, tommy, joseph and even one for beth

is there a male version of a barracks bunny?

because that's horangi, that man is fucking EVERYONE or getting fucked, depends on his mood that night

idk i feel like sometimes they all watch like family guy or bob's burgers together sometimes during their downtime

soap's fav bob's burgers character is gene

price's is teddy

gaz's is tina

ghost's is both louise and bob

könig's is linda

horangi's is mort and kuchi kopi

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chiprewington · 1 month

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i'd love to hear some of your chip headcanons :3

HOO BOY UHH

Random Miscellaneous Chip Revvington Headcanons below! A fair warning that they start simple but I kind of... started to go off the rails a little bit. These also aren't everything, this would be so much longer if I had to list every single detail about him and I don't wanna do that LMAO

He didn't have a childhood. Rather, he was a suit that was built straight into adulthood, and after some prep was sent off into college. I like to think his first words were "What the frack".

His idea of "casual-wear" involves a lot of leather, tees, and/or tank-tops. Jackets with a ridiculous amount of zippers and most often in black, grey, or denim. The fact he barely has any time for himself however means he's not exactly gonna be wearing that kind of stuff anytime soon.

He's absolutely a metalhead. Probably has a decked out battle vest somewhere still in storage. He's a fan of progressive rock (and a variety of rock music in general) as well, but heavy metal is his primary go-to.

Hates being touched unprompted. Hates hates hates it. You will get a flinch out of him before he shoots you a glare and shoves you away. Do not touch him. Especially do not touch his saw.

I know I touched on this previously, but he used to emote using his saw. Plenty of revs to signify sighs, laughter, growling, etc. These days, he physically restrains himself. Revving instills a distinct feeling of dread inside him, even if it used to bring him comfort.

He doesn't own his own house, being in the middle of a war and all. Rather, there's a spare room at Cut to the Chase! that's sort of been remodeled into kind of a very compact... room. He's got a bed fit for a single tier 8 cog (though, he's a bit bigger than a normal tier 8) and plenty of drawers and shelves. Not really much room for anything else. It's enough to move around in.

Even then, he doesn't usually use that room. Usually he just turns on sleep mode while sat in his office chair. ...On that subject, he's shut off his dream capabilities. These days he gets nothing but nightmares, so there's no point.

He doesn't usually go in for maintenance hour, as it's the only consistent time he's able to have time for himself. It's okay though, he knows how to do some minor repairs on himself anyways. ...Most of the time it eventually ends with him turning on the aforementioned sleep mode before he starts dwelling too much on his thoughts, however. ...Oh, and he tends to get an earful once he's forced to go in.

#ask #toontown #chip revvington #chainsaw consultant #headcanons #ttcc #corporate clash

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sadie-bug345 · 13 days

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hey! would you be willing to do a gang x reader that’s a metalhead/punk? thank you so so so much!!!! <3

yesssss obviously🥰🫶this was a lot of fun! i’m personally not a metalhead , i’m mainly a rage against the machine kinda older punk/rock kinda gal but i love any/all alternative cultures so i’m sorry if i messed this up !!

ponyboy: - probably a little intimidated by you at first - BUT captivated tho like he thinks you’re super cool - yall had to do a school project together it’s lowk giving like science lab partners and he’s like *gulp* - yall are a little awkward at first especially him and you’re just like “🧍‍♀️uhm ok so as i was saying” - you two end up being like the funniest group just laughing at everything and he’s like fr smitten asfff - after that you guys hang out together and you really wanted to share your music taste with him cause music is like everything you can’t go without it and pony gets an even bigger crush on you after that awww

johnny: -probably, like pony was intimidated by your vibe - BUT his own music taste is similar to yours he just isn’t a part of the subculture yk - so he saw you wearing a shirt of an underground band he liked one day and was like😮🫢 - he saw you walk by and it was fr like a cheesy romcom like you walked in slow motion without a care in the world and johnnys world is collapsing - he told dally that he recognized your shirt and dally fr just pushed him toward you😭 - yall started talking more abt music and you mentioned how you went to that bands concert and he was like 💍🤵 LMAOOO -yall are lowk the cutest couple sodapop: - yall are like sunshine and moonlight it’s so silly - sodas used to dating like popular cheerleader bubbly types so when you started going with him everyone was like 🫢 - you two turn so many heads cause yall are just pretty people in general - anyways you’re just more reserved and chill compared to soda and his exes - his antics get a little on your nerves sometimes so your way of recharging is thru music - so one day you were just sitting in your car vibing and yall were already dating or he at least has a crush on you cause who doesn’t🫶 - he tapped on your car window, scaring the crap outta you but you rolled it down and he was like “what are you listening to?” and down the rabbit hole he went LMAO❤️

darry: - he’s a little more old fashioned so he was taken aback from your style a bit - he fr ends up being like obsessed with your vibe after you guys get closer - you two are like a total power couple - he definitely lets you control the music when you guys are driving or you’ll get pretty put out cause he kinda has bad taste🤡 - this is fr giving slow burn which i’m living for - after a little while he secretly starts listening to metal and punk music cause it reminds him of you😭❤️❤️

dally: - i feel like his vibe is closest to yours at least when it comes to clothes and music taste - i think when he first saw you he totally thought you were cool asf but he only asked you out after mentioning you to two-bit cause he was scared of rejection (that baby) - he probably assumed your personality would be more like his, cold and mean and hardened but after talking to you he was like oop i was so wrong - so emotionally you two are like night and day but style wise and taste in general you guys are similar and it’s so cute - he thinks you’re like the coolest person ever istg he can’t stop telling people how amazing you are

two-bit: - my guy probably didn’t even really notice your style - like he noticed yeah but literally didnt gaf abt being intimidated or anything - he just thought you were cool asf and went up to talk to you and you guys really got along - you’re more introverted than him but your senses of humor are so similar that yall just have a blast - his style definitely changes to be more similar to yours cause he admires it so much. -yall just wreak havoc period and you guys get to be a really popular couple

steve: - he probably saw a bumper sticker on your car for some bands you love and was intrigued - my guy is so intense he’d probably become those bands like biggest fans just to get your attention😭😭 - he seems like the type to mention a group super loudly when you’re walking by so he has more street cred with you yk - yall are so sweet together, ngl - he will always blast your favorite music whenever he picks you up just to make you smile - also just to show you that he cares.

This was so much fun, tysm for the anon who requested this!! requests are open👇

#dallas winston #matt dillon #dallas winston x reader #the outsiders #the outsiders sodapop #johnny cade #johnny cade x reader #ponyboy curtis #ponyboy curtis x reader #two bit mathews #two bit x reader #steve randle #ponyboy x reader #sodapop x reader #outsiders #outsiders hcs #darry curtis #darry x reader

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merlyn-bane · 3 months

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BABE!

re: foelu prompts

i would looovveeee to see some spice with cody, obi-wan, and rex sometime after kai 🥺 kind of waxer and boil-esque (you know that scene of the three of them when obi is pregnant lives rent-free in my head) or whatever you come up with <3 you know i am eating it up

just a uh. big fan of those three 🤭

Your wish is my command, beloved 😘😘

Be advised I have not beta’d this at All, lmao.

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Date nights often include everybody—in the interest of fairness and because Obi-Wan does very much enjoy spending time with all of his partners at once—but of course that isn’t always the case. Sometimes not everyone can make it, and sometimes it’s nice to go as a smaller group or even one-on-one; and of course they take turns enjoying Obi-Wans’ more focused attention.

Tonight was Rex and Cody’s turn. The three of them had decided to go out dancing—Rex had been a few times with Ahsoka and thought it might be a good way to get all of their minds off of their six-month-old and other responsibilities, and was correct—and Obi-Wan is enjoying a very pleasant buzz between the one glass of booze he’s had and the general atmosphere rubbing off on him in the Force, particularly from his partners.

He’s currently laughing against Rex’s mouth as the former troopers attempt to hustle him off of the dance floor and—presumably—to somewhere more private, not bothering to assist with the navigation in the slightest when he could concern himself with kissing instead. Besides, he trusts them to get them where they need to go. Unquestionably so.

He hears a door shut behind them at some point and finds himself in a dark room but really could not care less where, especially with Cody pressing up against his back now and starting to trail kisses along the side of his throat—hands already seeking the waistband of the civilian trousers he’d chosen to wear.

“This is gonna have to be quick,” Cody pants against his skin, the hot air making him shiver.

“And dirty, I presume,” Obi-Wan grins, and is summarily nipped in the earlobe by a former captain for his cheek. He lets out another breathy laugh and helps his partners to divest them all of their clothes—only the bottoms, unfortunately, as they are more or less still in public—and lets himself take a moment to mourn that the lighting is too low to really see them. The two of them are both quite fetching in their outfits for tonight; Rex in a rather tight pair of jeans and an even tighter black t-shirt with his blond hair starting to grow out of the buzzcut he’d kept in the war and Cody in a nice pair of slacks and a metallic gold halter top that made his shoulders look impossibly broader—and rocking his new mustache, which he insists that he’s only ‘trying’ but Obi-Wan suspects is here to stay if for no other reason than that most of his brothers hate it.

Obi-Wan knows the exact moment that Cody has found the plug that’s been nestled securely in Obi-Wan’s ass since his shower that evening, his posture going still as his fingers brush against the gem decorating the base of it when he goes to grab a handful of Obi-Wan’s ass.

“You alright, Codes?” Rex asks between stealing kisses, noticing the pause, and at first the only response is a strangled sound but then Cody is tugging Obi-Wan’s pants the rest of the way down and off with renewed vigor and nudging his legs further apart.

“Someone,” Cody growls, “apparently planned for this tonight.”

“Aren’t you the one always saying that it’s better to be over-prepared than under—“ Obi-Wan cuts off with an undignified yelp as Rex suddenly spins him around and pushes him up against Cody’s chest, fingers trailing down to check for themselves—

“Kriff,” Rex swears roughly. “Did you want one of us to fuck your ass tonight, sweetheart?”

It’s Obi-Wan’s turn to swear, this time, as Rex starts toying with the plug. “Well, I had rather hoped to make use of both holes, seeing as there are two of you.”

“And how’s your pretty cunt, cyare?” Cody croons, reaching down to run fingers through the lips of his pussy and grinning when he moans and grabs onto Cody’s biceps for support under the dual assault. “Hmm, well, you’re definitely getting there,” he says, “but I think we can do better.”

Obi-Wan chokes on a gasp as two fingers abruptly slide in and immediately start pumping, aided by the slick that’s already started leaking out of him. Behind him, Rex keeps playing with the plug, always threatening to pull it free but never quite doing so as he starts licking and nipping across Obi-Wan’s shoulders.

“Hey, didn’t Helix say Obi-Wan was going to have to pump and dump if he wanted to drink tonight?”

“Yeah?”

“I have a better idea.” Without further ado, Rex finally, mercifully releases the plug—only to take hold of both sides of Obi-Wan’s wrap top and pull them apart until his breasts spill out into the cool air.

Only for one of them to be suddenly engulfed in the searing we heat of Cody’s mouth before Obi-Wan fully has a chance to process what’s happening, one of Rex’s hands shifting up to cover his mouth to muffle the cries as Cody starts suckling, taking long pulls and moaning.

“Bet that pussy is nice and ready for him now, sweetheart,” Rex grins, as though they cannot both hear the squelching of Cody’s fingers fucking into him, “but I think we should let Cody have his fill first, don’t you?” Obi-Wan nods almost on autopilot, and Rex drags a kiss across his shoulder in reward. “There you go.”

It could be thirty seconds or thirty minutes later when Cody finally releases his other tit from his mouth with a wet pop, but then the former commander is stooping down to grab Obi-Wan around the thighs and lifting him up—

Ohhhhhh, Obi-Wan doesn’t think he’ll ever get over the way it feels when his partners first slide into his cunt.

Cody mercifully gives him a few moments to adjust, licking across his bottom lip before letting himself in to explore his mouth—still tasting of Obi-Wan’s milk, fuck—but then Obi-Wan realizes that it’s all a ploy to distract him and Rex is carefully pulling the plug out, not playing this time, and Cody is guiding Obi-Wan to wrap his legs around his waist and Rex’s cock is at his hole—

“Breathe, sweetheart,” Rex murmurs, taking the tender skin of Obi-Wan’s throat into his mouth and sucking a bruise there, and he draws in a deep inhale from Cody’s lungs and then Rex is pushing in—

Fuck, fuck, fuck, Obi-Wan is not going to last.

They must exchange some sort of signal over Obi-Wan’s shoulder because both of them pick up an easy rhythm at the same time, in tandem rather than in sync, and it is all Obi-Wan can do just to hold on. Force, but he forgot how good it felt to be split open like this, mounted on two of his partners’ cocks at the same time.

They seem to agree, if the way both of them are panting harshly is any indication. He’s not sure what he and Cody are doing now could really be construed as kissing so much as breathing and moaning into each other’s mouths, but it lights his blood on fire just the same.

“So tight, Obi-Wan, fuck,” Rex hisses, bringing both hands up to rub and squeeze at Obi-Wan’s breath as though he needs more stimulation. He’s telling Obi-Wan, Force, he swears he can feel them in his fucking throat. Perhaps he should have used another finger when he was working himself open earlier, but he has no regrets.

Over and over and over both of them keep thrusting, one withdrawing just as the other pushes in so that Obi-Wan cannot even chase the rhythm, just has to let them hold him up and take it. Cody suddenly picks up the pace, then, like he’s getting close himself, and Rex follows, and it only takes minutes more until Obi-Wan gives it up with a silent scream that is echoed by shivery grunts as they both finish inside him.

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