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ssteelkittens · 7 months
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dwnslight · 5 months
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Vintage match from Festelle Video...
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mieluscious · 3 months
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you better move. gojo satoru
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ෆ pairings : gojo satoru x female reader
ෆ genre : smut, pwp
ෆ word count : 3k3
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ෆ warnings : mdni. bully roommate!gojo, sub!reader, fingering, teasing, orgasm denial (just once dw), degradation, rough sex, sextape, cockwarming, jealousy (reader is trying to make a random guy jealous and gojo's gonna help her), gojo is kinda soft at the end. . . ໑ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚
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"fuck i hate him !" you tapped your foot angrily on the living room floor.
"what's wrong y/n. and where the fuck is your pants." gojo was watching wrestling on the tv but it was quite difficult since you were standing in front of it and it was slowly getting on his nerves.
"you know that guy i've been talking to for a few days ?" he nodded, spread his thighs and rested his back against the sofa, his eyes still focused on the tv. "he’s getting on my nerves so fucking much ! he's trying to make me jealous when all i want to do is fuck him and throw him away." you walked quickly towards gojo and showed him the screen of your phone. "look." gojo's eyes lazily moved to the video of the guy you're talking about kissing a girl at a frat party.
he turned his attention back to the tv. "why do you care if you just want to fuck." you pouted at his reaction, as if what you'd just shown him wasn't a big deal. your eyes fell on gojo's hand, which slipped under his shirt to scratch his stomach and you smiled devilishly when an idea suddenly came to you.
you moved a little closer and sat on him, he slowly lifted his face towards yours with a questioning look. "what are you doing y/n." you opened the camera app on your phone and pulled his shirt up over his chest. you put your warm hand on his abs and gojo raised his hips with you on it to reposition himself on the sofa. 
you took a photo but since he moved the result was blurred. you pinched the skin of his stomach and he grunted. "argh stop moving." you took another picture and this time you were proud of you, we could clearly see that you were sitting right on top of his clothed cock and your hand were caressing his abs. you sent it to the mf.
"are you done now ?" you looked up at gojo and his gaze was bored. you stuck out your tongue and smiled at him. he rolled his eyes before bringing his attention back to the tv. 
you flinched slightly when your phone rang faster than expected. you grabbed gojo's face. "omg he's saying my picture's fake who does he think i am?" 
"well. it's fake y/n." he slapped your ass. "now move." gojo closed his eyes, tilting his head slightly to one side as he tried to contain his annoyance when you suddenly pressed your chest against his and ran a hand through his hair, choosing a good angle so that we could see your face and the back of gojo's head. he pulled the elastic band of your panties and let it snap against the skin of your hip. "move." 
"shut up im almost done." gojo gasped silently when you brought your lips to his ear and bit down gently before taking another picture. you rested your elbows on either side of his head on the back of the sofa. typing rapidly on your phone. "he still doesn't seem to believe me huh." gojo's eyes fell on your ass and the way your hips rubbed against his dick without you realizing it, since you were too busy putting your little plan into action. "tf is wrong with him satoru i don't understand why-" you suddenly mewled as you felt gojo's tongue against your throat. he still had his head against the back of the couch and his legs spread a little wider wanting to give you more room on his cock. "w-what are you doing ?" your phone slipped out of your hand and gojo caught it before it fell to the ground, he threw it on the sofa and his hands slipped under your shirt, slowly caressing your back.
his tongue slipped from your collarbones to your chin. "didn't i tell you to move?" you were about to say you were sorry when one of his hands pinched the skin of your hip. "such a disrespectful girl." his other hand slid down your back to your ass. "using me for you little games mh ?" 
"i-im sorry i told you i was almost done." his fingers rested on the fabric of your panties right at the entrance of your pussy. you threw your head back and firmly grasped his shirt over his shoulders. "i-i said i was sorry stop bullying me." 
he raised his face to you with a smirk and tilted his head to the side. his hand, which had been on your hip, went up to your hair to undo your bun, your hair slipped down your shoulders and your back. you moaned prettily as you lowered your head back to gojo, his gaze sliding over your half-open mouth. "such a pretty girl like you, begging other guys to fuck her." you caught your lower lip between your lips and sighed a small sorry. his hand slipped down your neck and his lips pressed against your ear. "when she could just ask me."
your relationship with gojo was different from what you had with other boys, you've known him since highschool and you secretly always wanted him to fuck you but you never took that step. gojo was very popular at school and you never thought you could have a chance with him. and to be honest he didn't seem very interested in you from the way he behaved with you, he was always nonchalant and didn't seem to care about what you had to say most of the time. you didn't hate him, on the contrary, you found him amusing and you liked to tease him a lot. 
his voice sent shivers down your spine and you closed your eyes, savoring the sensation. "you’re making fun of me." he brought his face towards you again, his nose almost touching yours. 
you opened your eyes and flinched slightly at the sight of his gaze, his magnificent blue eyes were so dark and intimidating. "i think you're the one who's making fun of me." he tugged at the fabric of your panties, slamming them back against the entrance of your pussy. you moaned louder and immediately arched you back, your breasts pressed harder against his muscular chest. "look at me." you grabbed his shirt tighter, you were about to slip and your body was shaking because of him. you raised your gaze to his. "you walk around half naked in front of me and talk about other guys all day long." you opened your mouth under his ocean eyes when you felt his fingers push the fabric of your panties to slowly get inside your pussy. his other hand slipped from your neck and pressed a finger to your chin, making you open your mouth wider. "and then you dare to sit on me." his long fingers slid slowly between your wet walls and a sob escaped from your pretty glossy lips. he smirked and licked his lips, not missing a beat. "you used me as you pleased when all i wanted was to watch tv." he removed his fingers completely from your pussy before roughly inserting them inside again, hitting your g-spot hard. you screamed and squeezed gojo's waist tightly between your thighs. you could feel your whole body trembling and your mouth was constantly open, to the point of having drool almost dripping from your lips. your feverish gaze never left gojo's, who could only admire the show you were offering him. "and then you dare to grind this little pussy on my dick." he fingerfucked you roughly, making you bounce against his chest. “i may be your friend y/n but at the end of the day i'm still a man.” your mouth was so close to his that you could feel his breath on your tongue as he spoke to you. 
gojo was so nonchalant in everything he did. a few minutes ago he was slumped on the couch, watching tv while scratching his stomach and now he's in the same position but he’s fucking you with his two long ass fingers like it was nothing. and all of that with the same bored expression on his face. "p-please..-" he pressed his finger harder on your chin and you stuck your tongue out a little. "i-im gonna cum." your walls tightened around his fingers and he knew you were about to cum so he wasted no time removing his fingers from your cunt. 
you sobbed, beating his chest with your fists. "i fucking hate you-" you grabbed his shirt and pulled it in all directions with anger, the collar was stretched out, revealing his collarbones and almost the top of his chest. gojo lazily glanced at your breasts, which rose and fell because of your breathing and every gesture you made, making them even more delicious. 
his hand went to one of your breasts and gently slapped it, making it jiggle. "why are they so big." you crossed your arms over your chest, stabbing him with your eyes.
"don't look. don't touch." you tried to get up to go to your room and curse him until you fell asleep, but gojo decided otherwise as he grabbed you by the waist and laid you on the couch. you blushed when he straightened up to take off his shirt without taking his eyes off you, you felt so small under him. 
"the way you cling to the idea that i'm interested in what comes out of your pretty little mouth is so sweet." he grabbed your shirt and pulled it up, revealing your bare breasts to his envious gaze. "fucking big." he pulled the shirt from around your head, leaving your arms up and trapped by the fabric. you arched your back slightly when you met his piercing gaze, you were so intimidated, it frustrated you and gojo noticed it. cute.
"stop looking." he slapped your inner thighs and you squealed. 
"how could i stop looking at such a sweet lil thing ?" he firmly grasped your hip with one hand and pressed his crotch against your wet covered pussy. "look at this." he grabbed the fabric of your panties and yanked them off, revealing your dripping pussy. his finger slipped over your clit, collecting a drop of your juice before bringing it to his mouth, sucking slowly on it. his gaze returned to yours. "is she crying for me ?" you could feel your wetness dripping even more between your legs. he slid his hand down your hip to the back of your thigh before leaning over you. you moaned and arched your back a bit more as you felt the warm skin of his chest brush against the tip of your breasts. "now you're gonna have to be honest with me." he put his forearm next to your face while the other one slipped into his pants to pull out his cock. "how long have you been waiting for this y/n ?" you pushed the back of your head into the sofa beneath you as you saw him move a little closer, his nose touching yours. "how long have you been dreaming of me fucking you ?" your mouth opened to let out a moan when you felt the tip of his cock caress the entrance to your pussy and gojo took the opportunity to lick the hollow of your tongue. you blushed. his gaze on you became more insistent, but you held your tongue. you didn't want to give him an answer. his nose grazed your cheek and placed a light kiss on it. “don’t act so shy now.” you felt your body tremble again as the tip of his tongue entered your ear, making you mewl louder with one eye closed. 
“i-i won’t answer you.” you felt him smile against your ear.
“may i ask why.” he straightened slightly, placing his two hands on either side of your head, the strands of his white hair gently brushing the skin of your forehead. his eyes have never been as blue as they are now.
“because you’re a bully and you love to play with me, you don’t deserv-” you didn't even have time to finish your sentence when gojo cut you off by pushing his whole cock roughly into your pussy. his eyes wandered over every inch of your face, from your flushed cheeks to your delicious mouth, which opened wide to moan loudly. little tears formed at the corners of your eyes when you tried to free yourself from the shirt that was trapping your arms to try to hold on to gojo, but you weren't strong enough. 
gojo looked down on you with a smirk. “what were you saying ?” one of his hands slid on your lower belly wanting to feel his cock inside you. “you're good at taking it.” little noises came out of your mouth every time you tried to breathe, and gojo couldn't help but find you adorable. he suddenly grabbed your hips with both hands and lifted your ass off the couch, before brutally starting to thrust his cock deep inside you, causing the sofa to bang against the wall and the pillows to fall to the floor. “s’ tight.” he threw his head back with a soft moan and turned his attention back to you. your back arched, you tried to tell him to slow down but you were a moaning mess. your breasts jiggled with each thrust. gojo brought you with him by the hips and put one foot on the floor while his knee remained on the sofa, he grabbed the back of one of your knees and pressed it against your shoulder, opening you up much more to fuck you even harder. he leaned over you and placed his other hand on the back of the sofa above your head, your eyes fell on his necklace, which swayed up and down against his chest. your teeth caught your lower lip in a mewl when you met his piercing gaze again - he was so hot. “you better answer me before i get mean.” you moved your trapped arms again, trying to free yourself under his burning eyes, you were trapped like a little mouse in the evil cat's trap.
“s-sato-..” he let go of your knee but you still remained open while his hand slipped over one of your breasts, which he pinched hard, making you arch your back and cry out. you could feel the skin of your belly caressing his abs, and the sensation of his pubic bone rubbing your clit with each of his powerful thrusts made you moan even louder. you threw your head back when you felt gojo press his face against your neck and bite, his tongue slipped from your jaw to your ear as he whispered to you to hurry up. and at that moment you wanted to answer him but no coherent words could come out of your mouth except moans and sobs, you wanted him to untie you and let you touch him so you could finally cum but you knew that gojo was an impatient person and the longer you took the crazier he became. “t-too m-mu…ch-” 
and suddenly everything changed. in the blink of an eye you found yourself sitting with your back against his chest while he held your arms firmly behind your back with one hand, making you bounce at inhuman speed on his cock. the grip of his hand on your arms tightened when he heard you sob as you threw your head back on his shoulder, a few strands of hair splayed across your face. “i warned you y/n.” he grabbed your phone, which he'd thrown on the sofa earlier, and unlocked it to open the camera app. he pressed record and aimed the lens at your flushed face. “look at her.” he let go of your arms and grabbed your face, positioning his mouth towards yours before biting your lips hard, making you cry out. he turned his attention to his reflection on the screen of your phone and smiled evilly. “this is the little princess you didn’t wanna fuck.” he lifted his knee which was under yours and planted his foot on the sofa. you were so open that you could hear even more the wet sounds of what was happening between your thighs. his hand went to your hip when he positioned the camera angle on his throbbing cock fucking inside your pussy. “is it real enough for you this time ?” he grabbed the shirt around your arms and tore it, freeing you. you didn't waste any time and put an arm around his shoulders before finally grabbing his soft white hair, making him grunt. your other hand went to his thigh and you started to bounce on his cock yourself, fucking him while he turned the camera back to your face. he slipped his hand over your belly before catching one of your tits in his large hand. “she's so fucking good, and too bad for you that's my dick she's sitting on.” he sent the video and threw your phone on the coffee table. you arched your back against his chest as his other hand slipped between your legs to pinch your clit before massaging it roughly. “look at you using me again.” you threw your head on your shoulder with a loud moan as you felt the orgasm rising inside you. “are you having fun on my cock baby ?” you nodded and turned your face towards his, mouth wide open against his as he pinched the bud of your breast. “pretty face wanna cum mh? fuck.” you nodded again and hearing him moan so loudly inside your mouth was too much for you when your eyes almost rolled to the back of your skull as a wave of pleasure swept through your body once again.
“p-plea-” you tugged harder on his hair as he grabbed the back of your knees before lifting you up against his chest to roughly thrust his cock up inside your dripping cunt like an animal. your screams blended together and echoed against the living room walls, now you were convinced that the neighbors could hear you fucking. gojo pressed his face against the back of your neck and sank his teeth into your delicate skin when you both finally came at the same time with loud moans.
after a few seconds you fell back on gojo who grabbed you by the waist, you could hear him breathing heavily in your ear, and it made you blush when he pressed a soft kiss on it. he threw his head back on the back of the sofa and slid his hands down to your thighs, caressing them gently. you tightened your pussy walls around his cock making him moan with a smile on his beautiful lips. “i can’t remove it.” you slapped his thigh wanting him to let you go so you can get cleaned up. “sorry. pussy too fucking good. lemme sleep like this.”
you sighed and straightened yourself up, you ran a hand over the back of your neck. “you really had to bite me ?” you turned your face towards him and he tilted his head to one side, smiling. you turned your attention back in front of you and blushed. “since highschool.”
“hm ?” he slid his hands over your waist massaging it with his thumbs. he raised his oceanic eyes and noticed your flushed ears. he brought a finger over one of them and you flinched with a little squeal making him smile.
“i've been wanting you to touch me since highschool.”
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howtofightwrite · 2 years
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How physically active were actually "medieval" noble women? I know is a long period but I usually see people complaning about noble women in fantasy doing stuff such as hunting or riding horses. I have seen a couple of illustrations of fencing manuals with women in them too.
We, as a culture, especially in the US, have a very bad habit of using the British Regency/Victorian era as the gold standard for how women all over the world were treated throughout history. And the truth is, it ain’t that way. It never was, because women in this exact era used to duel each other in other parts of Europe and often did it topless.
Yes, this is real. We have records of it.
Was it all women, all the time? No. Was it often enough to mention? Yes.
There’s a really good article by Kameron Hurley, “Women Have Always Fought” that goes over the history of women warriors and the laziness of specular fiction in detail. This is a particularly great few paragraphs from the article that covers where our popular conception that women don’t fight comes from.
“Women have always fought,” he said. “Shaka Zulu had an all-female force of fighters. Women have been part of every resistance movement. Women dressed as men and went to war, went to sea, and participated actively in combat for as long as there have been people.”
I had no idea what to say to this. I had been nurtured in the U.S. school system on a steady diet of the Great Men theory of history. History was full of Great Men. I had to take separate Women’s History courses just to learn about what women were doing while all the men were killing each other. It turned out many of them were governing countries and figuring out rather effective methods of birth control that had sweeping ramifications on the makeup of particular states, especially Greece and Rome.
Half the world is full of women, but it’s rare to hear a narrative that doesn’t speak of women as the people who have things done to them instead of the people who do things. More often, women are talked about as a man’s daughter. A man’s wife.
Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?
Check out some of these real women below.
Empress Maude, the daughter of the English King, Henry I, was named her father’s heir after her brother died. While her cousin Stephen stole the throne after her father’s death, she raised an army and took the country into a civil war to take it back. They fought it out for the decade it took for her son to reach adulthood, and laid the groundwork for Henry II to become king. There’s a great novel by Sharon Kay Penman, When Christ and His Saints Slept which chronicles the civil war. If you’re interested in medieval history, I recommend reading it. Her daughter-in-law, Eleanor of Aquitaine, also led an interesting life. (It should be said, real history got to the denied female heir fights for her throne before George R.R. Martin.)
There’s great videos from Xiran Jay Zhao discussing the Chinese warrior queen Fu Hao of the Shang Dynasty and Wu Zetian, who became China’s first female emperor. (Yes, you read that right. Emperor.)
There is Khutulun, the Wrestler Princess and the great-great granddaughter of Gengis Khan, who is one source of our “defeat her in battle to marry her” tropes. She issued this challenge, “defeat her in wrestling, she’ll marry.” She scammed would be suitors out of 10,000 horses. Western male authors are so threatened by Khutulun, they’ve kept trying to rewrite her history by making her fall victim to the power of love. (No, seriously.)
There’s also Hojo Masako, the Buddhist nun who deposed her own son when he proved incompetent and ruled Japan as Shogun. Here’s her wiki entry too.
The Amazons of Greek Myth were real in that they were actual Scythian women who went to war. (As Scythian women did, just like their men.) They terrified and terrorized the Greeks so much, they became immortalized in their mythology. Don’t believe me? Here’s an article from National Geographic and this one from Live Science.
There’s stories like this all throughout history from big events to small ones. (You can find more over at Rejected Princesses if you’re interested.) There are female warriors, female generals, noblewomen who took command of their husbands’ forces, widows who took to the sea to get revenge on those who wronged them, women who rode with their husbands to battle, female assassins, female leaders of rebellions, etc. The women of the Japanese samurai class were trained to fight, and fight they did. Women warriors, queens, and politicians are all over mythology too. You’ll often see these women come out of the upper echelons of society because money creates options, but they are there. Many of those stories are lost to history, in some cases purposefully, and there was a long trend among archeologists that assumed because a person was buried with male grave goods, the body had to be male. We’re now finding out that isn’t true. There’s a significant portion of warrior corpses that have turned out to be female. Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla chose to post a notice about it in response to these exact criticisms you’re questioning.
Those people you see complaining online? They’re clinging to a version of history that doesn’t exist. More, we know it doesn’t, because popular culture is hungry to the point of desperate for aggressive, confident, and competent female characters. If they were truly a lie, they wouldn’t ring true for so many people.
The history we’re taught today largely downplays women’s achievements, contributions, and successes while uplifting those of men. It’s a fact. Go look at famous female figures anywhere, you’ll find the same story at play over and over. Historically, fantasy as a genre largely portrays a world that is, in fact, fantasy, but that fantasy has nothing to do with women doing things they’re not “supposed” to. There’s no clubhouse. There’s nothing unrealistic in imagining your female character is a kickass queen who defeats overconfident men in wrestling competitions and robs them of all their horses. It’s not unrealistic to come up with an ending that doesn’t conclude in tragedy, violent deaths, them “learning their place,” or even locked within the bonds of an unhappy marriage. (Shocker!) Some did, but the truth isn’t universal. It’s not even unrealistic to imagine they might have supportive male family members, love interests, and followers who happily (gasp) assist them in these endeavors. Maude, for reference, had bastard half-brothers who helped her instead of trying to take the throne for themselves.
History got here before fantasy authors. There’s nothing unrealistic about reality. Popular conceptions and common knowledge fed to us by the majority male dominated culture isn’t always the truth. Reality is, it’s the stories we see normalized across the media spectrum that are wrong. The ones that insist women are objects, who commodify their pain, and reframe their stories to ensure the focus remains on men. While this is changing, women are still often treated as the NPCs of male driven stories.
The people you hear complaining? They want storytelling traditions to stay that way, for the Great Man values countless narratives have reinforced to remain unchallenged. Funny as it sounds, they’re threatened by the very existence of narratives that countermand that centralized focus on men being superior, that there is a stratified gender hierarchy, and men taking their place as the sole, worshipful focus of a woman’s existence, much less these female characters being important in their own narratives. If these people weren’t threatened by female characters being people, they wouldn’t say anything. They’d just move on in apathy.
Reality is people are complicated. There’s room for all stripes in all colors and contexts. It’s no secret that history has suppressed and erased countless stories that don’t support the ruling narrative of the dominant culture. These same people forget there’s plenty of storytelling traditions that include women taking their place as warriors in cultures outside America. For all the sexism and misogyny, women fighting is not an alien concept, it’s not even foreign to other Western European traditions.
Believe what your own research is showing you, not what a bunch of idiots who can’t tell their ass from their elbow are whining about. They can’t handle someone who isn’t straight, male, and (most often) white being the central focus. Really, they can’t handle these characters as even a side focus. That’s their loss, it doesn’t have to be yours.
-Michi
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jadewritesficshere · 10 months
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Happy Birthday
Steve Harrington x female!reader
Summary: Steve gets a video from you for his birthday.
Warnings: masturbation (male and female), f masturbation on video, pet name (baby), no use of y/n
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Steve sighed contentedly as he flopped onto the couch. He propped his feet up on the coffee table in front of him. He surveyed the destruction across his living room and smiled. Balloons were strewn about, streamers falling off the walls, and random cups that had been forgotten. Robin had thrown a surprise party, and though part of him thought he was too old for a party being in his 20s, he couldn't help but feel elated. Cherished even.
He glanced at the pile of gifts he had received. Eddie had gotten him an album, Nancy had given him more clothes in yellow, and Robin had gotten him tickets to a hockey game. You had given him three movies: one was a favorite of his, the other a new release he had wanted to watch, and then a home movie. You had asked him to watch it alone, claiming it was too embarrassing to show everyone and that you had been emotional in it. You made him promise, and Steve tried not to break his promises.
Steve hoped you were emotional because you confessed you liked him. Steve and you had a flirty relationship, but neither of you had "officially" said anything. One drunken make out session kiss was enough to fuel his fantasies for months, a kiss that you didn't seem to remember. Steve wasn't sure if he should bring it up, afraid of rejection. He wondered if you were silent for the same reason, or if you didn't even remember.
However, you could be emotional because one of the times you had your camera, you had found a stray dog. Both you and Robin were bawling about how the dog had been abandoned, leaving him as he wrestled with the dog from hell. Steve cursed that stupid rat dog, he would even curse the breed if he knew it, as it had scratched him relentlessly. Giving the dog a bath was funny in retrospect, but at the time Steve was fuming over this dog soaking both him and Robin and causing Robin to somehow fall into the tub, yanking Steve down with it. Of course, you were recording the whole time. The only good part was hearing your laugh.
Or maybe it was the time everyone had went to the lake. A seagull, which made no sense to Steve as it was the lake and not the sea, had stolen Eddie's sandwich. Eddie had taken off chasing the bird, yelling and cursing the whole way. Steve remembered laughing so hard he was crying, and he remembered the way your face had beamed at him. The way you pushed the hair out of his eyes.
Or it could be the party where everyone had gotten drunk, except for him. Sure, he had done a few keg stands in his days, but he wanted someone to be sober to take care of you. You had been rambling about something before stopping and calling him "pretty". He had blushed and tried to deny it, somehow making you think that he didn't find himself pretty. You had started trying to convince him, getting more sad that he felt bad about himself. Which Steve didn't feel bad about himself, but he wasn't going to complain as you gave him compliment after compliment. You even wrapped your arms around him and cuddled him. You were so warm in his embrace. How he wanted to embrace you in other ways.
Steve snapped the VHS case open and stared at the tape. He was alone now and his mind was going crazy with what ifs. He probably was overthinking it. He popped the VHS in the player and grabbed the remote before sitting back on the couch. He hit the power on and-
Steve's eyes widened and he dropped the remote. He wasn't sure what he was expecting but seeing your chest in red lacy lingerie was not it. The swells of your breasts pushed up slightly. He wanted to kiss and suck at your chest. Red lace contrasting against your skin. Your chest moving up and down as you breathed. Your hand comes into view and gently grasps your breast, squeezing it. Steve wished it was his hand.
Steve inhaled deeply and his hand shook. Holy. Fuck. His jeans were unbearably tight as he watched you slowly remove the bra. Your nipples were hardened-God, how he wanted to lick and tease them. You pinched one and let out a moan. Steve wanted to make you moan like that, but just hearing you? He was harder than he ever had been in his life. You sounded sweeter then anything he could imagine. You sounded like an angel, and he was in Heaven.
Steve unbuttoned his jeans and peeled them down enough for his cock to bob up and hit his navel. He was already leaking. He spit in his hand and wrapped it around his hardened length. He focused back on you and-
Steve moaned. You had moved the camera down to the red lacy panties you were wearing. "See that Baby?" You were out of breath, barely speaking above a whisper as you traced a finger over your clothed pussy. A damp spot was noticeable in the fabric and you sighed as your finger traced over the spot," See how wet I am for you, Baby?"
Steve's eyes closed instinctively before he snapped them open. He didn't want to miss a second of this. Steve's hips bucked into his hand as he stroked up and down his dick. On screen, you removed your panties, and his mouth watered. Steve bit his lip as he got a clear view of your pussy. You were so wet; he wanted to lick every drop. He wanted to taste your arousal. He wanted to hear you scream and writhe against his tongue as you came. He wanted his face covered in your release.
Your fingers on screen played with your clit before circling your weeping hole. One of your fingers easily slid in due to how wet you were. Steve moaned at the site of you adding another finger and pumping in and out. You moaned and ground against your hand. You added another finger and Steve couldn't help but think of how small your hands were and that it wouldn't even prepare you for his dick. As you picked up your pace and started to buck your hips wildly, Steve sped up to be at the same pace as you. He imagined that it was his cock spreading you open. How wet you would be. How warm. How tight. Your mouth dropping open in pleasure, your whimpers under him (or over him he wasn't picky).
"Steve!" You let out a gasp and moaned on screen, fingers getting drenched by your release. "Oh fuck shit fuck," Steve rasped out in between whines as he came all over his hand. His chest was heaving. Brain foggy from pleasure. His hair was stuck to his forehead from sweat. Steve sighed as he grabbed a napkin off the table and cleaned his hand, rubbing at the hem of his shirt that had gotten dirty. He looked back up on the screen to see your smirk. "Call me Stevie, next time you could do this to me yourself." The screen went black as you covered it with your hand. He could faintly hear,"Oh God what did I just do fuck ok this is fine, he'll like it right?" It took Steve all of two seconds to jump up and grab his car keys to head to you. Oh he definitely liked it. Fuck calling you though. The only calling that would be happening tonight was you calling his name.
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platycryptus · 1 year
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My florida amblypygid (Phrynus marginemaculatus) that I’ve had since early 2021 has been alone since he mated with a female owned by my friend a few months ago, so I collected a female (on the right) from the same barrier island where he was originally found and introduced them:
Phrynus are territorial and their initial reaction to encountering a potential mate can appear aggressive, threatening and wrestling each other with their raptorial pedipalps, but I believe the quick vibrating movements of their whips in this video taken minutes after introduction indicate mating interest or other non-aggressive communication. The next day they were sitting side by side in the same crevice.
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It’s common to see mating pairs of amblypygids in the family Phrynidae coexisting closely in the wild, sometimes with groups of offspring present alongside them. Some people recommend against keeping captive amblypygids together due to the risk of cannibalism, but in at least some species including marginemaculatus mating pairs seem able to live together long-term with little risk, though things can anecdotally get more dicey when the female lays eggs. Amblypygid offspring also remain near their mother for a long period of time and groups of P. marginemaculatus siblings coexist peacefully until they reach sexual maturity and become more territorial.
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stay-dazed · 7 months
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stray kids as dads
notes: female reader, and you're married here. so sorry if anything came out repetitive!
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chan: chan, as anyone would have expected, is an amazing father, thanks in part to raising 7 other men for a living. you're so happy to see your husband and your son taime bond together over the years, especially over chan's favorite thing - music. he takes taime to the studio fairly regularly, where uncle jisung and changbin are so excited to see him that they barely get any work done. and when chan works from home, taime joins him by sitting on his lap and asking him tons of questions about how all the colorful tabs on his laptop works.
chan patiently answers all his questions, even if he's answered some before, since taime's only 7 years old and he doesn't always remember what chan's told him. making music is pretty complicated after all. but taime still shows a ton of interest, and always says he wants to grow up to be a singer just like his appa.
chan really is a great dad. he's very patient and always willing to help his child when he needs it, although he doesn't always make problems just go away. he may just try to guide taime through it so he can learn to make good decisions for himself as he grows. he's also very playful with taime. they love to play-wrestle, play any sport together since chan grew up incredibly athletic himself, race each other, and so on.
actually one of chan's favorite ways they race together is when they come home from running an errand or from picking taime up from school, and they run inside to give you a big hug. you just love it when they do that, because it makes you feel so loved and appreciated. the hug may catch you off guard while you're busy working around the house, and it may almost knock you over now and again, but you wouldn't ever miss a hug from your favorite boys.
"okay, buddy, ready to see who can give mom the biggest hug first?"
minho: while minho wasn't initially expecting to be a father, at least not anytime soon, he still became a great dad to your daughter, jimin. she's 3 now and absolutely has minho wrapped around her little finger, though he'd never admit to that. she loves to play dress-up with her appa, adding clips and bows to his hair, messily painting his nails, and putting shaky lip tint onto his lips. and the entire time minho just sits there patiently, smiling at jimin's excited expression and encouraging her with," i'm sure i look very pretty, sweetie. thank you." his face drops if he ever catches you laughing, though.
jimin also loves having lazy days, and minho never argues with that on the days he gets off from work. they'll both stay in their pajamas all day, watch cartoons, eat sweets for their meals, and take naps. actually the lock screen on your phone is a photo of them sleeping together; jimin in her little pink pajama set laying on her appa's chest comfortably, a little pigtail in both of their hair.
but what makes minho happiest is watching jimin play with the fuzzy trio - soonie, doongie, and dori. she'll take one of the feather toys and play with them for hours, if they have the energy. and minho could watch the entire time, sipping on his coffee and taking a couple videos. he's just so happy she loves the cats as much as he does.
"jimin, baby, can you look at the camera? hi pretty! can you smile for me?"
changbin: changbin was so ready and so excited to be a father. he just knew he'd be a great dad, with how understanding and good at listening he is. and sure enough, he became a rock for your 4 year old daughter nari. whenever she's crying over things important to her, like spilling her juice or missing her favorite show on pbs, he listens closely to her while wiping her tears away with his thumb. he then reassures her that he understands exactly why she's upset, and that things will be okay. he'll just refill her juice or put on another show she loves.
changbin really is nari's superhero. you can just tell how much she looks up to him already. like the time she accidentally tripped and hit her head against the leg of a chair. she cried and ran to her appa, holding her arms open for changbin to pick her up, which he did immediately. he held her safe against his chest and looked closely at her head to make sure everything was okay. after confirming it just left a bump, he rocked her back and forth, saying softly," it's okay aegi, you'll be okay." you came in from the backyard to see him rocking her in his arms.
she looked up at him with starry eyes, slowly calming down. eventually, she actually fell asleep in his arms, completely forgetting about the pain. you smiled watching them. he's a superhero to you too.
"want me to kiss it better, aegi?"
hyunjin: you could tell just how ecstatic your husband was to have a little baby girl, only a month old by now. hyunjin holds joon in his arms as often as he can, of course without taking her away from her time with you. he has a gentle, adoring look in his eyes as he watches her sleep, all swaddled up and comfy. he'll sit in silence for a bit before expressing a random thought like," she has your nose, love" and "do you think she's dreaming right now? what do babies dream about?"
he's told you before about how he's nervous if he'll be a good father or not, but you have full confidence in him. he's such a patient and loving person, as well as so protective of your little girl. and you can just see so clearly the excitement he has when doing simple everyday things, like helping you choose her clothes every morning and buckling her up in her carseat, babytalking to her the entire time. you can also see how he's especially happy when showing her off to people. he just beams with pride as they coo over her and say sweet things like," oh she's so beautiful, just like her eomma."
it's the best when watching the members argue to see who can hold joon first, and who she'll consider to be the best uncle. you and hyunjin both relax against the couch, leaning against each other and fighting the sleepiness that creeps up after many sleepless nights. you watch chan hold joon, cooing at her while jisung looks over his shoulder and makes silly faces. joon will be raised surrounded by so much love and support, and you couldn't be more thankful
"my mom picked out the socks she's wearing. aren't they so cute- changbin, make sure you support her head. i know you know, i'm just reminding you."
jisung: jisung was so nervous to become a father, wondering if he could really raise a child well. but even then he couldn't hide his excitement. he just couldn't believe he actually had a son of his own that would be looking up to him. junseo, who's now 2, is truly the light of jisung's life. (besides you, of course.) both of you, like many parents, had to learn through trial and error, but jisung is honestly just the perfect father in your eyes.
he's patient and loving, and lots of fun. your son can be heard giggling all day long as jisung plays with him and bbama, or tickles him just to hear that happy sound. he does the exact same thing in public. anything silly to make his baby boy laugh, even if people may look at him weird. you can just tell jisung's anxiety, while never fully gone, has decreased significantly since becoming comfortable as a father. he's no longer nervous ordering for himself and his family at restaurants, and he takes junseo to his doctor appointments on his own when you're busy visiting a friend.
he still panics just a little whenever junseo falls and scrapes his knee or catches a cold, but even then he's fantastic at fixing him up. jisung will carefully clean out and put a bandaid on the owie, and of course kiss it better, and he takes time to learn to cook meals that help battle a cold. jisung is just growing so much and you're so happy and grateful to be there to see it happen.
and like chan, he takes his son to the studio with him in order to raise him around music. it's a little more difficult to concentrate than with chan's son since junseo is still really young and needs more attention to avoid him getting himself into too much trouble (which he gets from jisung, let's be honest.)
"hey junseo jagi, could you please not climb on the back of appa's chair? thank you. ... wait- no no, don't pull the wires!"
felix: felix knew since he was in highschool that he wanted to be a father. especially of a daughter, since the thought of having his own little girl had always appealed to him for some reason. and after a long and complicated birth process that occurred a month early, you both welcomed your son theo into the world. felix could do nothing but hold his tiny miracle baby, his teddy, in his arms and cry happy tears as you recovered in bed.
now theo's 5 years old and while he's smaller than other boys his age, he's still a little spitfire with enough energy and curiosity to last him a lifetime. and felix is still absolutely head over heels for him. on his days off, felix spends time with theo by watching cartoons with him, dancing to stray kids' songs with him, and baking with him which of course always leads to some sort of messy outcome. but at least they're really cute, right?
felix really is such a great father in your eyes, so gentle and amazing at teaching. the moments you catch them in just make your heart swell with so much happiness and gratitude. for example, the time you were watching out the kitchen window as felix showed theo a bug as they were playing outside, to encourage him to always be curious about the world he lives in.
or like right now. 8:30, theo's bedtime before starting his first day at kindergarten tomorrow. you find felix holding him safely in his arms, telling him a story in korean that his mom used to tell when he was theo's age. it's sentimental, as well as teaching theo to appreciate the cultures coming from both his parents. felix, just like you, is nervous about sending his baby to school tomorrow, but you know they're both so capable.
"okay teddy bear, time to go to sleep. you need to be well rested for tomorrow. i love you, son."
seungmin: similar to minho, seungmin never expected to be a father. like at all in his entire life. but when it happened unexpectedly, he was supported by family and his closest friends, and he gradually developed more confidence in himself. as each day with his little girl chin-sun passed by, seungmin felt more and more love and comfort. chin-sun brought him comfort.
she still does to this day, as she grows closer to turning 3 years old. you can see the comfort seungmin feels in the way he picks your little girl up to playfully spin her around, or the way he lets her wear his shirt after bathtime even if it's the size of a tent on her. the way he kisses her forehead every night after she falls asleep, and the way he sings to her at least once every day.
like right now, as it's cleanup time in chin-sun's play room before dinner, you can hear seungmin singing. it's a little distant over the bubbling of the food on the stovetop, but you know it by heart and hum along to yourself anyway. it's called "the cleanup" song and seungmin made it up himself to encourage your little girl to have fun while doing things she's supposed to do. there's songs for bathtime, bedtime, driving to grandma's house, and so on. it's so creative, and one of the cutest things you've ever seen your husband do.
you know that some people who don't know him well may find seungmin blunt or standoffish, but you know how he really is. he'd do anything for his two favorite girls, and he becomes a better dad day by day, if that's even possible.
"okay silly, time to go eat. you did a great job singing! you'll be just like your appa one day, right? i already bet your eomma that you will so."
jeongin: jeongin honestly never thought much about kids or having them. but the day you announced you were pregnant, he was immediately filled with determination to take very good care of his wife and child. he worked so hard right off the bat, like reading books on pregnancy and birthing or calling his dad to ask for advice on being one himself. of course as you were farther along in your pregnancy, the more protective jeongin got. he hardly let you do anything, because all he wanted was for you to relax and stay safe.
the day your son haneul came along, jeongin was just beaming with pride, and he told you multiple times how thankful he was to you for providing him with something so precious. that night in the hospital that you were kept in overnight just to be safe, jeongin once again promised himself to be the best father and husband he could ever be before dozing off in the rickety old chair placed right next to your bed.
now, a year later, haneul really is just one happy little boy. always smiling and giggling, and he absolutely loves giving people hugs and kisses. jeongin was never the overly affectionate type, but now all he loves to do is give his son some hugs and kisses. his uncles absolutely adore it as well and love to babysit him when possible. basically, haneul just has a way of making everyone around him happy.
you're so thankful your husband spends these happy moments with your son the most. little things like seeing jeongin pick cute little designer shoes for hanuel's outfits, or seeing him patiently let haneul climb all over him as he sits on the couch. it's just so sweet to see. jeongin really did turn out to be the amazing father he promised to be, didn't he?
"having fun, son? yeah? ah hannie, lift your leg a little bit, you got appa's hair."
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fictionalstorybyme · 4 months
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He had been wrestling since his 8th birthday, a decade ago. His familiarity with the human body has made a champion in the ring and a most sought after partner in sexual activities. It was his friends mothers that seduced him and he brought them pleasures from erotic zones in the female’s body. But he soon bored with them and he sought out what most attracted him, the senior boys. At first they thought he was going to be their designated cum dump. It was them, the seniors who became his cum dumps. He is masterful in bringing about their submissiveness. The college boys began lining up for their turn the serve him. The curious became “Bi” at an alarming rate. There is no such thing as Bi, it’s the BS that gays go to to say it’s complicated. It’s not, really very complicated. They love cock. They love how it controls them. The wrestler had his dance card filled, so they took matters into their control. EVERY BOY OR YOUNG MAN was in play. It wasn’t their concern if they were into it or not. They were to serve the older boys.
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Johnny was an exception because he is an exceptional human specimen. The body hidden behind the stylish outfits he wore, was a prime example of why guys weren’t grossed out by being with another dude. Perfect symmetry, a small waist and slim physique. The classic inverted V wide shoulders tapered down his slim waist. He was sexy and he knew it, his friends knew it (and wanted a taste), his mom’s friends passed around until he thought his dick was going to fall off. “EVERYONE I know has mothers with no friends. Lucky me, my mom is the social butterfly everybody knows and call her a friend. Some friend, huh. They blackmail me with lies, then video tape me as I do as I’m asked and now the evidence is real. You know I wouldn’t mind so much, but they are insatiable nymphs fighting over and trading me like I don’t my own time. I decide I’m going to take my own video and blackmail them to their husbands. Big mistake! Now I got them to service them to, At least they, the husbands don’t pretend. They’re very authentic and use me as a cumdump and it’s refreshing to at least not be gaslighted. Now their sons are sent in their stead so I can teach them the tricks of the trade, like a Tudor. Except they are freaking animals. 18 year old virgins that have strength and stamina and, the truth is it’s the best part when the teen goes ape shit and f*uvks me like the nymph I’ve come.”
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I bring to you, snake mating. Stay with me! I think you’ll like the last one (I know that potentially sounds wired but trust me)
Starting with a kinda silly one.   
During the Winter garter snakes will huddle together in big groups and hibernate, becoming ice spaghetti. Then in the spring when they start to warm up again, the males will surround the females to warm them up faster so they can mate.
However, some males have evolved a very specialized trick. These males release the same pheromones as the females, making the other males think he is a female and huddle around him to warm him. This leads to him warming up faster and allows him to mate with the actual females earlier.
Basically, some males have evolved to catfish the others.    
Then you have battles over the girls. Here the two males will wrestle over the right to mate with the female. The goal is to push the other down. It’s just like Komodo Dragons fighting just without limbs. If I remember right Black Mabas do this.    
Hognose Snakes (yet again because mother nature loves them apparently) do something called the Hognose-twitch. Hognoses can be cannibalistic and that is a bit concerning when the females are a good amount bigger like in most snakes. The twitch is a full-body twitch that tells the other hognose ”Hey, I’m friend, not food. Pls no eat”
To the good one (again I know this can sound wired)
I can’t remember for the life of me which species of Cobra it was or if it was multiple species BUT to the info.
The male has to be careful, because the female might just deck him if he isn’t. So the male will approach her from the back and lightly tongue-flick her tail and then slowly tongue-flick his way up the female's back. This will put the female in a kind of trance, or impress her so the female lets him, I can’t remember. I’ll have to look it up again.
But can you imagine one of the snekboy slowly and lightly kissing his way up yn’s back and along their neck just in hopes of maybe stealing a kiss from them in return.
Personly, I would melt.
Catfishing snakes are on a whole other level PFFFT
I had to look up how snakes battle like you described and it is the black mambas! There's a great video on it here! That's so fascinating how they fight! All to get the girl, too.
AHHHH If it doesn't put Y/N into a trance, nothing will! Y/N would hold very still, feeling the faint kisses and eagerness tracing up their spine, and shiver from how soft the affection is until one of the boys could lay a kiss on their cheek and softly ask for a proper embrace since they seemed so receptive to their little enticement!
I'm not normal about this at all btw AHHH
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fandomxpreferences · 1 year
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Don’t Hate the Player
Pairing: JJ Maybank x female!reader
TW:mild violence I guess?
Summary: You and JJ take games way too seriously.
Word count:800 (this is just a short idea I couldn’t get out of my head)
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A little-known fact about you and JJ is that you’re both extremely competitive. Like, flip the table, throw a video game controller, game nights are-a-thing-of-the-past-competitive. 
Especially if you’re competing against each other. 
It all came to a screeching halt one night when you were all wrestling each other playfully. It was lighthearted until it wasn’t. 
You and JJ were the final two after beating everyone else, and it was meant to be a winner-vs-winner match to see who takes the metaphorical trophy. 
However, neither of you were willing to give up and after twenty minutes of headlocks and thrashing around, the rest of the pogues pulled you apart and kept you separate the rest of the night. 
So you can imagine their shock and horror when they came back to the Chateau to find you and JJ settling into a not-so-friendly game of Mario Kart. 
They all look at each other with worry swimming in their eyes and approach the two of you as if you’re rabid animals about to bite. 
“Hey there. Uh, whatcha doin’?”
You look up at John B with a quirked eyebrow and nod your head toward the screen as if it’s obvious. 
“Um playing Mario Kart?”
Your answer is phrased as a question, genuinely not understanding where the confusion lies. 
He nods his head slowly and glances at Sarah. 
“Right, it’s just that last time you two did that I had to get a new lamp.”
JJ's face contorts into a mixture of offense and irritation as he huffs.
“That was one time JB, and we said we were sorry!”
He sounds genuinely exasperated and John B extends a hand as if to defend himself. 
“I know, sorry I said anything.”
It comes out rushed like he’s frantically trying to disarm a bomb and JJ relaxes back into the couch. 
No one else says anything, but they all take seats a safe distance away as the two of you choose your build and start the race. 
The first couple of rounds are civil, and if the five people that have a protective layer of pillows covering them didn’t know better, they’d think you were just a cute couple spending time together. 
However all good things must end, and on the third race, it gets more heated. 
“Oh fuck you, Maybank! You knocked me out of first with that goddamn turtle shell!”
Everyone flinches back, waiting for flying debris as JJ laughs maniacally. 
“Don’t hate the player, baby. Hate the game.”
You desperately try to regain your place and the two of you are neck and neck as JJ speeds past the finish line. 
His hands fly up in victory as he lets out a celebratory cheer and you stew in anger. 
“This is bullshit.”
Sarah winces at your biting complaint and you slam the buttons as you start a new race. 
You lean with the controller as you drift around the sharp curves and JJ is right on your tail. 
“I’m so gonna get your ass.” He taunts and you slap the controller out of his hands as you cross the checkered line. 
“I’m gonna get your ass for real if you don’t shut the fuck up.”
His head snaps to look at you but your eyes stay on the screen as you ignore his burning gaze.
“Fine, so that’s how it’s gonna be.”
Pope shifts nervously at the half-flirting-half-serious banter and gulps. 
You continue on like this for a while, covering each others eyes and grabbing at each other's hands. In the last round though things take a turn for the worst.
You hit JJ with a lightning bolt which puts him in fifth and he growls.
“Don’t hate the player, baby. Hate the game.” You repeat mockingly and he hits you with a pillow. 
The controllers are quickly discarded as you hit him back, and an all-out pillow fight commences.
“I knew this was a bad idea.” Kiara whispers, and she’s promptly smacked with a stuffed animal that was launched across the living room.
“Oh hell no.”
She springs up and before you know it, the seven of you are laughing and dodging swings left and right. 
You land a fatal blow to the side of JJ's head and he falls back dramatically, crumbling into a heap on the floor. 
“Okay, fine! I’m waving the white flag!”
You stand over him menacingly with the battered pillow held above your head ready to strike again. 
“And?” 
He groans and covers his face, preparing to be hit. 
“And you’re the prettiest girl on the planet and the best girlfriend ever who I love more than anything.”
He tries and you cock your head to the side.
“And?” You press, eliciting a defeated groan from the blonde. 
“And you’re the ultimate Mario Kart champion.”
His answer pleases you and he smiles as you drop your weapon.
“That’s what I thought.” 
You offer a hand and pull him up, giving him a sweet kiss once he’s back on his feet. 
“You’re ruthless.”
John B laughs in agreement behind him and slaps him on the back.
“Just be glad it wasn’t the remote this time.”
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ssteelkittens · 1 year
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Female Wrestling - Howling Submissions #FemaleWrestlingVideo #FemFightVideo #WrestlingWomanVideo http://p0.vresp.com/P6ve9l
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sulfurz · 8 months
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ೃ༄ HOW IT BEGAN (christian cage x fem!copeland reader)
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ೃ༄ PAIRING: christian cage x fem!copeland reader
ೃ༄ REQUESTED BY: anon
Hi honey! I absolutely loved the Christian imagine! Anyway I can request a branching off of that? Could I request a Christian x Female Copeland!Reader headcannon about his and the reader’s relationship from the time they met to maybe present day of him being in AEW?
ೃ༄ WARNINGS: fluff, mentions of pregnancy
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you heard about jay before you first met him.
you were a few years younger than adam, not by much, but enough that your older brother made it his mission to annoy the living daylights out of you daily. you were convinced he used his friends to do this.
you knew of jay via adam visiting his friends houses — right from when you were young up until your early teens. adam would not shut up about the man, and by the time the two of you finally met, you were fed up of hearing the name.
when you finally met him, you thought he was just as annoying as your older brother. you’d quite literally hide in your room to avoid the duo whenever they were hanging out at your house.
sometimes, jay would stay over for dinner, and your mother would all but force you to talk to the man. adam always enjoyed how uncomfortable these dinners made you, and would do everything in his power to wind you up beyond compare.
you got used to his presence around the house: always playing video games with adam or practicing their skills in the backyard. in many ways, jay became like an older brother of your own.
this was solidified two weeks before adam and jay graduated from your school. you were waiting for your friend to pick you up when a bunch of girls you had been having trouble with cornered you.
just before they could reduce you to tears, jay appeared. he was quite favourable amongst the younger classes, so the second he came to your rescue, the girls backed off.
he took you home instead, telling you it wasn’t worth going out with your friend in that state.
you missed him when he left.
of course, you missed adam more than anything: your brothers presence was annoying, but without him the silence felt lonely.
dinners with your mom weren’t the same without adam and jay there.
when adam called to tell you he was finally getting his wwf debut, you and your mom travelled from canada to go and support him.
jay was there too, of course, sitting backstage cheering on his best friend for making it — but he had grown up a lot.
his hair was even longer now, and he had grown a lot physically. you were pretty sure he could snap you in half if he wanted to, and you’d honestly welcome it (not that you’d ever tell your brother that).
when jay saw you, his entire face lit up and he rushed across the backstage area to spin you around.
“you’re old.” he commented, referring to your age.
“you’re huge.” you couldn’t resist responding, not bothering to hide how you ogled his muscles.
jay wouldn’t tell you then, but he blushed.
you visited a lot more in the months that followed, travelling to see your brother wrestle, and jay was always there — and you couldn’t help yourself in staring.
not too long after adam’s debut, you started training yourself, having been inspired by your brother. this was the spur that jay needed to get close to you.
when jay debuted himself, under the ring name christian cage, the year after your brother, you made it your mission to be front and centre for every early match.
when he wasn’t training for himself, he was helping you train and spar in the training centre.
it was just before your own debut that the dynamic between the two of you changed.
you had been told their plans to debut you soon, a natural heel following in your older brother’s footsteps, and jay was determined to help you look good on your debut.
your sparring matches increased tenfold, and who could blame you if in the middle of all the sweat and exertion, body on body, you started to want a little more?
your first kiss wasn’t the romantic story everyone expected: it was reckless and downright filthy.
after executing a move that had you cornered against the ropes during one of your many training sessions, jay had moved to pull you up, but unexpectedly crashed his lips against yours.
one hot and heavy makeout session against the ring later, and the two of you tried something. it took time to adjust to the new dynamic, but once you were used to it, you allowed yourself to fall for him quickly.
when you debuted, he was there holding your hand (secretly) the entire time backstage. he gave you hugs and kisses and told you how proud he was of you.
the wwe universe caught glimpses of you two together, and there was many a question about the nature of your relationship. so much so — adam actually questioned you on it.
you panicked and lied to him, saying you were just friends.
it didn’t take long for the truth to come out, adam having barged into your hotel room one day that you left the door unlocked to find you and jay very much making out on the bed.
he didn’t know how to react — he avoided you for a while.
he wasn’t even upset the two of you were dating, he was more hurt that you didn’t think you could tell him.
eventually, everything fell in place and the three of you became an iconic stable in the industry.
you were successful in your own solo career too.
jay proposed to you after you won the women’s championship.
you both fought over who got adam as a bridesmaid/groomsman.
when jay was on one of his many mini retirements, still unlikely to wrestle whilst being considered a concussion risk, he still came to shows with you.
you hadn’t told him your own plans for retirement, nor your reasons why.
the fans, and jay alike were confused why your name wasn’t on the summer slam roster when you were such a star in the wwe universe. they thought maybe you were injured, and some even went as far as blaming management for keeping you out the show.
jay couldn’t understand why he had to come along if you weren’t wrestling, but he followed to appease you.
imagine everyone’s surprise when you came out for a promo mid show — even more so when you announced your immediate break from wrestling.
truthfully, you were ready for new adventures, and you had the biggest one ahead of you.
just like it had all begun, in a wrestling ring, you announced to both jay and the world that you were expecting a baby.
jay cried, he ran straight into the ring to hug you to cheers and celebratory songs from the crowd.
the wwe universe was sad to see you go, but you took up a job commentating for them instead.
your son was everything to you, and he was jay’s best friend.
adam cried more than anyone when he met his nephew, which, of course, jay laughed at him for, before proceeding to cry with him.
when jay returned for one last royal rumble, you sobbed quite a bit. he wouldn’t know, you did most of the crying backstage standing with beth, but seeing him and your brother reunite in the ring? it really got to you.
he wasn’t sure when aew wanted him on board. it took a few weeks of discussion, mainly in which he questioned his own abilities, specifically with his age. you had to spend a while reminding him how physically fit he was, and building him up as much as you could.
you continued commentating for wwe whilst you observed jay in aew: he was truly having the time of his life back in the ring and you loved every second watching him.
having him back on the road travelling again was weird, but he always made sure to facetime you and your son whilst touring.
when he did return home from touring each week, he wouldn’t let you do anything. he’d cook, he’d clean, he’d give you massages — that night was all about you.
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kyleoreillylover · 8 months
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Undisputed Era x Fem!reader winning the Royal Rumble headcanons
Trigger Warnings: Typical wrestling violence, allusions to smut but no actual smut written, cursing.
A/N: This took so long because I am a perfectionist 😭 But I hope you guys enjoy this!!
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Word had gotten around about Vince wanting some NXT wrestlers in the Royal Rumble to see what they were capable of
So you weren't suprised when Triple H pulled you aside after NXT went off the air to ask you to be apart of it.
You were already an established wrestler long before NXT, being one of the most accomplished female wrestlers in the world and the current and longest reigning NXT Women’s champion in history:)
Triple H hugged you before you left and told you to make him proud
And you intended to do just that
Once you tell the boys they are even more excited that you are 😭
They help you train in the weeks before the Royal Rumble
Bobby keeps an eye on you to make sure you arent overworking yourself
Adam gives you some tips and tricks because he’s the only one out of the 5 of you to be in a Royal Rumble
He might flirt with you in between sparring sessions but he calls that some “extra learning experience”
Roderick and Kyle keep your mind from going into anxiety mode that you normally have before big matches
Distracting you with kisses, playing some video games with you on the rare days you had off of work
Providing some good stress relief ;)
On the day of the Royal Rumble, once you got flew out with the rest of the wrestlers and went to your private dressing room.
You got your hair and makeup done and put on your special black and gold Undisputed Era gear when someone knocked on the door
When you answered it you were met with the smiling faces of Kyle, Roderick, Adam and Bobby.
They flew themselves out to surprise you and bought front row tickets to support you :)))
Your heart felt heavy with emotion and you flew into their arms in .5 seconds
“You guys didn’t have to do that.” You mumbled into their chests, your arms tightening around them.
“And watch our girl win the Royal Rumble on some shitty TV instead of live right in front of us? Not happening.”
You told them you would show your appreciation for them later ;)
They stayed with you outside the curtains until a stage tech tapped you told you you would be on in 5.
And remember how they hugged Kyle when he went out for his match against Finn for his NXT championship? That’s exactly how they hugged you before they left 🥹🥹
The cameras captured it and twitter exploded once they saw it 🥹🥹🥹
You were number 2 entrant and when you made your entrance, you weren’t expecting dead silence ofc but you also weren’t expecting your eardrums to burst from how loud the arena went once your music hit 😭
Especially since you were a heel 😭
You held your title up high, putting a smirk on your face as you stared down the Number one entrant, Becky Lynch, with the crowd chanting your name while making your way to the ring.
From the corner of your eye you saw your boys in the front row and you winked at them before getting in the ring.
The bell rang, and Triple H’s words rang through your mind as the biggest test of your career began
Time went by in a haze and it was nearing the 50th minute
Much to the shock of everyone else on the roster, you had racked up the most eliminations and also eliminated the four horsewomen
And you were sure as hell cocky about it!! And your men were too, you could hear them cheering from the crowd.
You were sweaty, beaten and bruised but you knew you couldn’t stop now.
You rolled into the ring from the edge of the ring after eliminating Nia Jax and saw there were only 2 other people left, Rhea Ripley and Asuka.
You stared down the 2 of them as the crowd got louder and louder with anticipation, wondering who would win.
The three of you ended up in the front of the ring, beating the life out of each other while trying to hang onto the ropes for dear life.
You were laid out from a vicious knee from Asuka, and you knew you had to get your ass up if you wanted any chance to win, but your body did not want to.
You could hear your boys and the crowd chanting for you to move, but your body only regirtered that once you saw Asuka slip something into her mouth, smirking as she made her way to you.
You moved at the last second, seeing Asuka mist Rhea and Rhea raking her eyes and screaming.
You knew this was your chance and you took it, drop kicking the both of them out of the ring and onto the floor.
You screamed in glee as soon as you saw them laid out on the floor, and it felt like time slowed down once the bell rang and you were announced as the winner.
You only registered what was happening when you felt yourself get picked up off the floor, the noise of the crowd being drowned out by you being spun around in the air.
“You did it! You fucking did it!” Adam yelled into your ear, spinning you around.
“I fucking did it!” You yelled back, your eyes beaming as he set you down. The others rushed into the ring, pushing past Adam to bring you into a tight hug.
“You did it, babe!!” Kyle cheered, his arms tightening around you as Bobby and Roderick hugged you from behind.
“We’re so freaking proud of you, y’know that?” Bobby tenderly said, his eyes shining with pride as he looked at you.
“I think I got that from how hard you’re hugging me.” You joked, squealing when they hugged you tighter.
“I was kidding!” They giggled at you before letting you go. Roderick smoothed your hair before giving you a kiss on your head. “You deserve this.” He whispered against your head before pulling back, and you blinked away the tears trying to come out of your eyes.
“Don’t make me cry, I have a reputation to keep.” You teased him, and he smiled at you before leaning down to help you go on his shoulder, Adam doing the same thing with Kyle and Bobby helping them lift you up.
You gave them one last smile before putting on a smirk and looking up at the crowd, who were on their feet and roared when you were lifted up.
And as you pointed to the Wrestlemania sign, standing on top of the world after the biggest win of your career and with the people you loved the most by your side, you never wanted to leave that moment.
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tiredwitchplant · 6 months
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Everything You Need to Know About Herbs: Bay Leaf (Laurel)
Bay Leaf (Laurus nobilis)
*Kitchen *Medical *Masculine *Samhain
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Folks Names: Baie, Bay Laurel, Bay Tree, Daphne, Grecian Laurel, Laurel, Laurier d’Apollon, Laurier Sauce, Lorbeer, Noble Laurel, Roman Laurel,Sweet Bay, laurel of Apollo
Planet: Sun
Element: Fire
Deities: Aesculapius, Apollo, Ceres, Faunus, Eros
Abilities: Protection, Psychic Powers, Healing, Purification, Strength, Exorcism, Immortality
Characteristics: Is native to Mediterranean countries. An aromatic evergreen shrub or tree growing to 65 ft. It has leathery, dark green leaves, small yellow male and female flowers, and shiny black berries. Prefers damp and shady spots.
History: In ancient Greece, bay laurel was used in divination by the Delphic Oracle. In Greek mythology, Daphne fled from Apollo, and was changed into a bay tree, which from that time became sacred to him. From ancient Rome comes the tradition that the sudden withering of a bay laurel tree bodes disaster for the household. In ancient Rome, bay laurel leaves were used as a medicine, a spice, and a decorative garland during the December festival of Saturnalia. Bay laurel was sacred to the gods Apollo and Asclepius, who together oversaw healing and medicine. It’s said that Emperor Tiberius of ancient Rome wore a bay laurel wreath for protection during a thunderstorm.
How to Grow:
Easy to Grow: Yes
Rating: Beginner Friendly
Seeds Accessible: Yes
How to Grow Bay Laurel
Video Guide
Where to Buy Seeds
Magical Properties:
Placed beneath your pillow will invite prophetic dreams
Burning dried bay leaves can dispel any lingering sickness and negative energy
Can bring in success, especially with business and abundance
Enhances creativity, focus and inner wisdom
Holding boughs of bay leaf in one’s hand can help with foretelling
A sprig of bay leaf in water can help with purification ceremonies
Gives strength to those in wrestling and athletic sports
Can grant wishes and ward off bad luck
Scatter, burn or wear an amulet with bay leaf to exorcise evil spirits
Medical Usage:
Is antibacterial and antifungal
In salve or poultice form, can help heal bruises and sore muscles
Bay tea is good for general health, particularly digestion and UTIs
Promotes the onset of menstrual periods
Added in cooking can help with food digestion in the stomach
Sources
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salirophiliac · 1 month
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okay so storytime
me and my friend were at the wrestling house show and we ended meeting people who i became friends with!!!! they were all very nice and funny, we cracked a lot of jokes in between matches and during breaks
when the show started, the ring announcer asked the audience if anyone wanted to help him interviewing people and overall entertaining the public. and …….. your girl malice volunteered . and HE CALLED ME TO THE RING
so my ass was inside the ring and i was asking people questions and being overall goofy. there’s videos of that too ALSKKSKSKS
as the matches went on i pretty much lost my voice screaming because it was just being too much for me. everyone was yelling at the top of their lungs during the main event match (match where one of the wrestlers was trained by fucking gunther). there were “this is awesome” (erm. and also “what”) chants and everyone was overall having a very good time
one thing i really love about this wrestling school/promotion is that they are very inclusive and accepting of everyone. there were two lgbtqi+ wrestlers performing yesterday and we also saw the debut of the first female wrestling referee in portugal !!!!
anyways AT THE VERY END all the wrestlers came to the ring and took photos together, bUT. BUTTTT . the fucking ring announcer called me to the ring. AGAIN. AND I TOOK PICS WITH ALL THE WRESTLERS :’)))))) (i hurt myself getting inside the ring and everyone laughed. but i laughed with them . laughing through my misery :D)
overall, it was a very fucking cool show, i got to meet new people, talked to some of the wrestlers AND now the staff of the show/people from the promotion know about me and told me in dms that they wanna see me there next time :’)
and that’s it. stay tuned for more of malice’s insane storytimes
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