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spyder-junkie · 11 months

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Hobie Brown/Spiderpunk NSFW alphabet

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Hobie does the usual after sex has calmed down (wiping you off, getting you to bed, running you a bath, getting you a water)

It makes him feel manly to be able to take care of you when your brain is all mushy.

BUT

He would absolutely melt if once and a while you took care of him after sex. Dab his brow with a towel, place kisses on his face as you assure him he can stay in bed, bring him water and cuddle up to him as he sleeps.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Hobie loves his hands, it’s something about being able to abolish the system, beat bad guys, play great music with his fingers AND being able to make you cum all over his hands that gets him excited.

Hobie also loves your hips, no matter what they look like. He’ll pull you to his side by your hip in public, or draw patterns on them with his fingers while giving you backshots. Sometimes he’ll lay his head on your lower stomach and press little kisses to your hips.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He strongly prefers to cum IN you rather than ON you.

He’s the type to cum in you, then take his fingers and push the cum back in as it leaks out.

But if thats not an option, he’ll gladly cum on your face. Just seeing your cheeks and lips slick with his cum gets him hard again immediately.

“God your beautiful, open your mouth for me sweetheart.”

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Touch his nipples!!!

He got them pierced a while back and they’re sooooo sensitive. When hes stroking his dick for you one of his hands will trail up his chest and slowly circle one of his nipples. His eyebrows will get all furrowed, his hips bucking into his hand. Thats just a good way to get him to cum quick.

Maybe one day he’s got you pinned up against a wall, drilling you. And instead of latching onto his neck, you wrap your lips around his nipple and suck lightly. His hips will immediately go still, his eyes screwing shut as a loud groan crawls out of his throat. He’ll cum right there, hunched over your body with you in his arms. And now he’s embarrassed because he didn’t get you off first, but how could you be upset when he looked and sounded so nice?

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Hobie understands the body, period.

He’s had several hookups, male and female, before you, just nothing romantic.

He’s a hands on learner and he’s had a lot of hands on experience, so trust he will make your first time with him worth while.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything where he can get as deep as possible and you cant run. (consensually of course)

Mating press has him in a chokehold. He likes that he can get his dick as far into you as he can while also holding you down with his own body so you cant do anything but take it. (yes he does like overstimulation.)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s never too serious about anything, he’s a spiderman. With that being said he’s pretty humorous in bed. He likes making jokes to tease you, he especially loves mimicking your moans inna high-pitched shrill voice then laughing at your unamused face.

Dont mock him though, he’ll stuff your mouth with his fingers (or his dick) so you cant crack anymore jokes.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He shaves himself carefully so the hair is low around his actual dick. He has a very neat happy trail that he loves. He also shaves his balls, not by anyone’s request, he just likes it.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

His eyes are almost heart shaped when he looks at you during sex. He’s never enjoyed it more with any other person.

He’ll rub your body affectionately, whisper sweet things to you. Especially if he’s about to cum. If you tell him you love him while he’s in it, he’ll cum on the spot.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesnt do it often at all, finds it a waste of his time to touch himself if you’re not touching him.

But he will do it upon request. Maybe he’s out being spiderman and cant come see you that night, he will absolutely duck into an alley way and pull his suit and pants down to send his partner a video of him stroking it.

“I miss you baby.” He mumbled under his breath, running his thumb over the slit of his tip. His other hand is holding the phone, Hobie trying his best not to shake.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Orgasm denial

Sit him down and stroke him. Promise him you’re gonna let him cum and talk all this big shit until his dick starts twitching in your hands, then pull away at the last minute. Then start the process all over again. He’ll get so desperate that he will BEG you to let him cum. Bonus points if you tie his hands up. Bonus bonus if you use his webs.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Hobie feels pride in fucking you in the most inappropriate places possible. Top of a building, backstage at a concert, on a balcony, he’ll do it all. And if you’re a spider person too, he’s definitely successfully fucked you on Miguel’s moving platform thing.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing his parter show no regard for rules (within reason) is one of his biggest turn-on, its the anarchist in him. Pirating movies, keeping pets in your apartment when you shouldn’t, or stealing little things from franchises he knows are corrupt. One time he bent you over in the back of a Hobby lobby because you pocketed a couple items.

Also seeing you in his clothes gets him going really fast. Seeing his partner in a alternative sub cultures in general gets him going.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He wont hit you. He might slap your ass or something similar, but he wont hit you near the face. He’s against choking too, it just makes him feel weird. If he’s drilling you particularly hard, he might grab your face, like his hand holding your cheek/chin, but never your neck.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Hobie is a giver!!! I firmly believe he gets his tongue pierced JUST so he can give you head with more efficiency. He’ll hold you down and go to town for hours.

But he does love receiving too. He likes his bj’s real slow and attentive. He likes when you run your tongue up and down the shaft slowly, taking him in your mouth with care. Really take your time with him and he’ll cum hard.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

That depends on the mood he’s in. Usually he’s more focused on getting deep then going fast, unless you tell him to speed up. If he’s had a particularly rough day, He might pick up the pace.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s a spiderman, and he likes having his cake and eating it too, meaning he’ll fuck you whenever and however he can. He gets especially turned on when he has to keep his hand clasped over your mouth while he’s fucking you.

“Sh sh sh, you’re doing so good, stay quiet for me.”

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Like I said before he loves the risk of trying not to get caught, more so because he likes seeing the fear in your eyes, his spidey senses keep him on top of when people are walking by, but you dont have that.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go 4 or 5 before his dick starts to get too sensitive. He’ll get a little whoozy and whiney after that. If you keep pushing him to overstimulation he’ll get really loud and shaky.

The question then becomes whether you can actually get him to cum again. He quite possibly might start shooting blanks or pass out all together.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t own a single toy. He doesn’t see the need to before or after he meets you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He LOVES to tease you. He’ll make you ask for what you want, crack jokes, mimic your moans. He loves the reactions he gets from you.

“You gonna cum for me, sweetheart?” He asked, curling his fingers inside of you.

“Yeah yeah yes~“ you moan, eyes shut and jaw slack.

“Yeah? Yeah?” He mimics, horribly recreating your tone. He smiles as the way you open your eyes in a glare.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He groans a lot, like deep in his chest guttural groans right in your ear. He isn’t super loud unless your overstimulating or edging him.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He loves to talk. It doesn’t matter what you’re doing sexually, Hobie will talk during it. The only reason why you wont mind it is because he does it well.

“Y’ look so pretty taking my dick like that.”

“Louder, I want to hear you.”

“Fuck, you keep squeezing me like that and I’m gonna cum~”

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Comic book Hobie isnt that tall, but Spiderverse Hobie is huge. I hc his dick is longer than it is thick, maybe 7.5 inches.

He’s a shower not a grower, one of the reasons why his spiderpunk suit has pants.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He’s on go at almost any time of the day. Give him some time in between to recuperate and he’ll fuck you a couple times a day if you’re up to it.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Hobie gets up immediately after sex to take care of you because if he doesn’t, he’ll fall straight asleep. He falls asleep so quickly after sex that he’s almost embarrassed about it.

One time he was hitting it in missionary and the two of you had cum together. He pressed his face in the crook of your neck as he came and the two of you sat together in silence for a while after. At least thats what you thought. Once you pushed on his shoulder to get him to pull out, you realized he was fast asleep.

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lilcaesar · 2 years

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sadtonight · 1 year

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Kissing you, kissing you, kissing you, kissing you-

Summary: you kissed him in more ways that he could imagine and more times he could count. But he had his preferences in kissing of course, reaching cloud nine when you did his favourite types~

Characters: Riddle, Vil, Epel, Idia, Lilia;

Warnings: none, lots of kissing, a bit spicy, reader is gender neutral, established romantic relationships;

Side notes: ehrehehheehehhejeje. *kicking my feet in the air and rolling around* them :))

Riddle

— it was no wonder red haired boy felt conflicted towards physical intimacy, let alone romantic one. His mother was opposed to any close relationships, stating that it was a waste of time and effort, drilling this notion into Riddle's mind ever since he showed the smallest interest in the matter;

— those teaching went straight out the window the moment you two officially became a couple. Even with confirmed reciprocated feelings Riddle's heart couldn't find peace for a long while: he viewed your relationship with apprehension, as something he wasn't supposed to have, dread replacing warmness in his limbs with biting cold when his mind travelled back to his mother's words;

— but his friends, and especially you — his partner, were there to make all the doubts evaporate. He was afraid of sharing his worries with you, and yet your fingers always brushed against his soft cheek and temple to fold his red bang behind his ear. Riddle was already past the point of getting as red as a rose unlike in the first instances, however his heart always responded to the smallest of your actions;

— that's why your hand was always on his uniform where his heart was beating: to cleanse the bristly pain he felt, to turn it into pleasant ache of fondness. You gently brushed his red fringe behind and planted a few short but sweet kisses on his exposed forehead, in between them promising that everything would be okay, that you would always love him despite anything and that you were always there to support him in whatever way he needed. You rubbed his soft hands, free of black gloves, with your thumb, then raised them to your lips and tenderly kissed his old scars left from ruthless study sessions he had been enduring in his childhood;

— Riddle's body trembled under your touch, he was trying hard not to break down crying but couldn't stop himself from shivering, so good it felt to be truly adorated by someone like that. The boy wanted his gratitude to be acknowledged, so people would know for a fact that Riddle Rosehearts was indeed deeply in love with you. Bit by bit, he worked on his fear, not being afraid anymore of kissing your cheek when you passed though the college halls or not getting embarrassed after he licked off dessert cream on the side of your mouth during an Unbirthday party, stunning everyone including you.

Vil

— the tall male carried himself with up most grace and elegance that no living person could replicate, like a phantasm of a fairy tail or a piece of art itself. His stoic, chilly, proud yet magnifying exterior made some people look up and gravitate towards him, and some to have a disdain of varying degrees. What both sides agreed on was the fact that Vil Schoenheit was akin to royalty — like a beautiful queen to be precise;

— so imagine getting to see the following scene: glorious male dressed in the Pomefiore uniform, flawlessly braided hair and applied makeup, going about his day until all of the sudden a person is spotted running into Vil's arms. And to everyone's shock Vil doesn't move to the side or shy away from the touch, no, on the contrary wraps his arms around the body that collided with his and plants a gentle peck to the person's cheekbone, leaving tiny purple mark;

— in Vil's opinion there was absolutely nothing odd or disgraceful in public display of affection. It's his partner after all, whom he very much loves if you couldn't tell. Naturally, he would not straight up make out with you, for one — the act most likely would ruin his makeup, and for two — he prefers to keep more heated... closeness in privacy, unless beautiful male must teach someone a lesson;

— Vil is well versed in kissing department, and every kiss he initiates is bounded to be amazing. You are a bit envious of how he could leave you breathless and with face as hot as flames, yet he seems almost unaffected by the make out session he was leading, only wearing complacent smile;

— if you do wish to turn the tables and leave Vil stripped of his perfect exterior, you need to break free from the kiss. But not just that: when the male thinks he has got you in his grasp, cup his face with your hands and take a few moments to admire him: his half lidded amethyst eyes, his slightly tinted in pink dust cheeks, his puffy lips which are still coated in expensive lipstick that is hard to smear and overall warmth you feel under your palms. Whisper audible lovely words under your breath, call him the most beautiful boy you have ever laid your eyes on, and capture his lips with yours before Vil can respond. By doing so, you are guaranteed to have a flustered Vil Schoenheit, the sight only he lets you behold.

Epel

— growing up in the village, Epel's outward experience of kissing didn't leave the ideal image in mind: old couples kissing accompanied with the nausea inducing noises or when different women figures gave him a wet smooches on his plush face. Ew, no, the boy couldn't shake this awful feeling even after reading countless romance books and manga where characters frequently exchanged kisses;

— it all changed when you appeared in his life. Suddenly, Epel really wants to kiss, very badly, to the point of him demanding kisses after you two have become a couple, chasing your lips with his eyes and trying to communicate with glances the desire to connect your mouthes just for few seconds;

— if you decide to humor him by pecking his lips, face or head — the boy will pout and sulk until you "properly kiss" him. Epel doesn't mind kissing, just not the light childish kisses: he enjoys them, yes, but it makes him feel small and frail, like you don't treat him like a man he actually was trying to be. Though the boy barely could hold candle to what he believed as in the end he crumbled under any heavy kissing, despite mentally challenging himself to be dominant for once;

— it was already hard for him due to how infuriating small he was: if you are considerably taller than Epel, he must tiptoe to reach your face, so you need to hold his waist else he might topple onto your body in the momentum. Don't tease him though, unless you want to be grabbed by a neck tie or other item and tugged down to his level;

— but do not take Epel for granted, if he is in the right state of mind, you better be prepared to face an embodiment of passion itself! Like when he completed hard assignment everybody believed he wouldn't pull off, or when he scored the last point in favour of his team during Spelldrive practice, Epel without a fail would rush to you to get his anticipated trophy kiss;

— lavender haired boy kissed in a peculiar manner: he is still young and yet to learn how to correctly line up his face to yours without bumping into you. Or when to open his mouth and add his tongue, it was very cute when he tried to replicate the scenes he saw in manga panels without understand how kissing actually worked. You had to do most of adjusting, parting away and guiding Epel's eager lips to the right places. He wanted to do everything himself, so he often lightly tugged at your hair, earning a chuckle from you. He was adorable, and he knew that, making muffled groaning sounds of protests into the kiss.

Idia

— listen, Idia was pleased with how loving you were with him: you had patience of a saint and gave him breathers when he needed them, got interested in things he was currently into unprompted but most importantly, you were the more physical one out of the two;

— blue flamed male had hard time making advances, he got lucky in romantic relationship gatcha but it meant that now he must keep said status afloat. At first, Idia was incredibly stiff and awkward when he hugged you, like he was trying to hug a tree and not the love of his life, not to mention.... kissing;

— Idia didn't like kissing, he had to push his mouth together and close his eyes and somehow end up touching your lips with his? And for it to feel nice for both parties?? Replaying one of the toughest games he has ever played on the nightmare difficulty didn't sound as hard as that! His restless mind up kept flashing mental images of how stupid his face might be looking like, further turning the male away from taking initiative in kissing, only interacting when you made advances;

— now hugs and cuddles were another story. It was very endearing: while you both spooned on his messy bed, exchanging warmth, he would often nuzzle into your body as a way of replacing kisses. You absentmindedly played with his blue fiery locks, your thoughts wandering to the rare times when Idia uncharacteristically was great at kissing;

— it always happened in his room, late at night, when you couldn't stay up anymore but really wanted to be with him. You wearily placed your head on his lanky shoulder and continued to play. Idia, on the other hand, paused the game and started saying something you could barely make out due to your drowsy state. Until all of the sudden he raised your chin up and locked his blue lips with yours. The kiss was long and unhurried, Idia even inserted his tounge into the kiss near the end. But before you could fully wake up, he parted, licking his mouth clean of saliva and commanded you to go to sleep already, adding that he would join in a minute after he was finished with the level;

— back to the present, you made up your mind, rolling out from Idia body and crawled on top of him. He was about to question your actions until you lifted up his stripped t-shirt and stated to pepper his chest and torso with light, butterfly pecks, making him stutter the rest of the question, hair instantly turning few shades rosier. W-what was that all about? Do you want him to have a heart attack?? Idia wanted to cover his face with his hands so badly, but instead managed to place them on your back, inviting you in rather than pushing you away. This kissing ambush was extremely effective... now he kinda wanted to kiss you like that too...

Lilia

— kissing? Sign him in! Lilia enjoyed giving, recieving, describing and prescribing kisses left and right. Platonic or romantic didn't really matter, it's the thought behind the act that did;

— now he pecked your face long before you two got together to see your reaction. Then, when you finally got into the relationship, the fae gave smooches and bunny kisses all the time, never seemingly treating kissing seriously, always finishing with a loud "muah!". From the side, it resembled a cat playing with a mouse rather than two lovers putting their affection into physical boundaries;

— as your relationship progressed, however, you begun noticing changes in Lilia's behaviour. Kisses become more stable, focused and needy: his hands were no longer merely holding your face or hands. Now they messed up the hair on your head, wrapped around your neck, curled around your waist and somehow found their way underneath your clothes. The short male was bold enough to either push your body to his or press his to yours, which you never expected given his innocent, cute exterior he masterful crafted to deceive pretty, gullible people like you;

— it came to a point where Lilia was increasingly getting hungrier and hungrier with kisses, turning even the most innocuous pecks into full-blown make out session and never caring where they took place. The bat didn't restrain himself like he used to, trailing from your lips down to your neck and collarbone to plant as many marks as he could. What he did there was a pure chaos: Lilia kissed, nibbled, bit, sucked and licked your poor flash like you were a flesh tomato slice or some glorified candy!

— no use confronting the male, he would giggle and say that he couldn't resist, or he would make teary eyes and proclaim his "genuine" remorse which was in no shape or form genuine. He left you in a hot mess, sweaty and mind blank with hickeys which were still aching by the way (!), trapping you in tight embraces for a while until he was sure you were okay;

— Lilia will never let you win, unless you give him the taste of his own medicine. Do a surprise attack: drag him into the nearest empty room and go for his pale, pristine skin just like he does to you. He has a gull to chuckle and tease you for now, not until you find his weak spots and make him eat his words, forcing his knees to buckle under your influence and hands grasp your attire.

#twisted wonderland headcanons #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #vil shoenheit x reader #epel felmier x reader #idia shroud x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader

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vinaxxo · 2 months

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17+ | I want you in my bed 🩶 (song by millionaires)

A/N: I live tomas. I laugh tomas. I love tomas. I wanna treat this beautiful man to dinner, and i want him to *********** my ***** and *************. This came out longer than expected, oops! LISTEN TO THE SONG. If you listened to it tell me in the comments!!

I think Tomas would really appreciate your help. Lucky for him, YOU ALL BOUT THAT!!! (you should be if you’re reading this)

CONTENT: nsfw, fem reader. we’re all pervs, next.

Tomas had the longest day. During training, recruits screwed up drills, causing Bi han to punish them all with even more taxing ones– to which he had to demonstrate and practice with the other ninjas ten times as hard.

While he was sparring with Kuai Liang, Tomas missed more than a few hits that would’ve been guaranteed had he been in top shape. Not that he isn’t now, but off days are inevitable, as nobody is perfect.

Tomas, frustrated, silently headed to the bathroom near his quarters, hoping to wash the day down the drain.

As the water ran down his toned back and arms, he let his head roll, completely forgetting about the plans he made with you to grab dinner at Madame Bo’s. The water soothed Tomas for a while before the frustration came clawing right back at him. He turned the water off soon after washing his body with a sigh.

After finishing your work for the day, you refresh yourself with a quick bath and fix up your appearance. You’d die before you let Tomas see you looking crazy, as if he hasn’t seen you beat up and disheveled after a fight. Besides, there’s nothing wrong with wanting to look good for him, he’s your biggest crush. Everything from the way he walks to talks has you leaping over the moon, and you wonder if he notices. You don’t think he has. Even if he’s teased you back before, you were never sure if he was flirting or not.

You checked your phone, which read 10. Tomas said he’d come by to get you, but it’s been at least thirty minutes after the time you both agreed on. You hope that he didn’t forget, but you open messages and send him a text. He’s been good at keeping up with newer technology with your help, cutely enough. You wait a little for a response, but nothing comes through.

Maybe Lin Kuei territory cell service isn’t the best? Shit.

Since you know where Tomas stays in the temple, you take it upon yourself to meet him at his quarters. He could be sleeping, which makes your steps unintentionally light as you approach his door. Dim light came from under the heavy wood, further fueling your curiosity.

The door made no noise as it was pushed aside, revealing Tomas on his bed. No shirt on, dick in hand, Tomas panted as he stroked himself, dying for any type of relief. It was beyond concerning that he didn’t notice you— he must’ve really been off his game. Not knowing what the fuck to do, you stand there and blush, feeling your heart beat in your head… and core.

“Damn it.” he huffed, letting go of his dick and running a hand through his hair. Tomas finally looked at you for a second before his eyes widened, face paling, and he immediately shoved a pillow into his lap. He wished his abilities would make him disappear without hesitation, but he was frozen.

He looked almost defeated. He was at a loss for words, but you weren’t that far off his wavelength. Tomas’ rosy blush from a moment ago returned, and he met your eyes again. His expression was bashful, but not as much as you’d expect from him.

“...How long have you been there?” he asked, clutching the pillow.

You respond quickly, not wanting silence to overcome you both again. “Not that long…” You feel bad for doing him like this, but really, this has got to be your biggest break. You can’t miss such an opportunity! (Fuck dinner when you can have Tomas instead.)

“I can help… if you want me to,” You offer with a sheepish smile, stepping into the room and letting the door slide closed behind you. Tomas looks you up and down with those silver eyes, and you can see his fist tighten its grip on the pillow, his knuckles going white. He studies you hard, weighing all the possibilities in his head. He’s tired and unsatisfied, but you could be the solution to that… He briefly wondered why he hadn't approached you before.

Though his mouth didn’t move, his eyes said everything for him. He wanted you to help. He needed you to help. He needed you. Taking his silence as a yes, you crawl onto the bed and put your hand on his, slowly moving that pesky pillow out of your way. He hissed at the chill of the air as his cock twitched, looking down at his lap before making eye contact with you again, this time with a lustful glint in his eye.

He placed his hands on the bed by his sides, lounging back slightly, watching you like a hawk. You reposition yourself and kneel, taking his dick into your hand and giving it a teasing stroke, to which Tomas’ breath hitched. Your body was thrumming with anticipation.

All you’ve ever wanted was to kneel before Tomas like this and show him how much you wanted him; he was so big, and feeling the weight of his cock made your underwear stickier than it already was. Tomas was sensitive because of his previous attempts to try cumming, so every touch you gave him made his cock twitch even more.

Without any warning, you went down on him with your drooling mouth, humming in delight when one of his surprisingly soft hands buried itself in your hair. He groaned, letting his brows become furrowed as he got used to the feeling around his cock. Your mouth was sucking him in so tight. It was like lava the way it made him feel like he was fucking melting.

“It’s so warm,” Tomas moaned and bit his lip, slightly moving his hips closer to your mouth. You gagged slightly, struggling to take him to the base in one go as your hands wandered to his thigh. Tomas felt his dick throb again as you lowered your head, and it was hard for him to not just manhandle you in that moment. He wanted nothing more than to push your head down further on his cock, but he decided to be gracious for your sake. He’d feel a little bad if your throat ended up being sore because of his greed. How sweet of him, right?

As you started to bob your head, lewd wet noises sounded through the room mixed with Tomas’ heavenly moans. They weren’t overly loud, but the edge to them added to the satisfaction you got from pleasing him. Your saliva and his precum made his dick glisten in the warm light as you hollowed out your mouth, earning you a grunt.

“Ugh..!” Tomas whined, gripping your hair tighter as he started feeling lightheaded. His hips were starting to involuntarily buck up into your mouth, which you welcomed with a moan of your own. He was starting to lose it, and bad. As his mind started to swirl with more and more filthy thoughts, he found it impossible to be gentlemanly any longer.

“I’m sorry—“ was all he murmured before he started moving your mouth up and down on his cock, releasing his loudest groan yet. It felt too good, the stress he felt from earlier dissipated completely as his mind turned numb from the way you gave him head. He never knew how much he’d been missing out on until this moment. Your beautiful face choking on his cock, sticky fluids coating your lips, your eyes glossy and glittering, he couldn’t have asked for a better sight.

You eagerly returned his greed with your own, choking briefly and breathing through your nose before swirling your tongue where you could while sucking on his dick harder than before. Tomas’ head and eyes rolled back as he swore in what you presumed to be czech. He looked so sexy like this, your fantasies could never compare to the real thing. You were getting wetter by the second. Tomas tried to keep his voice down, not wanting his brothers or any passerby to suspect anything, but it was hard. Really hard.

Before he knew it, your scalp was being tugged on enough to make you feel a burn— Tomas was signaling that he was close without saying a word. His pants grew a little faster as his thigh muscles clenched under your hands, and his eyes were lidded as they looked down at you.

“I’m— I’m gonna cum—” Tomas grunted, trying to pull your head off. How unclean would he be if he let himself release into your mouth? He only ever imagined it in his own fantasies, but he was under the impression that you wouldn’t like his cum in your throat. That’s why he was surprised by your resistance as you kept your pretty lips suctioned around the head of his dick. His expression was confused for a moment before it melted back into pleasure as his high came over him like a tidal wave.

He came in your mouth with a another grunt, the huge load leaking from your lips. You took in a breath after pulling off, the sticky strings connecting your tongue to his cock still keeping you both together in a way. Tomas put a hand in his hair and eyed you down, partly speechless.

“Where’d you learn to do that?” He asked, cracking his cute, classic smile. He was trying not to look at your lips that were still connected to his tip with the white strings of his cum— he’d be damned if he got hard in front of your face.

You licked your lips and playfully squeezed his thighs, silently admiring the solid muscle they carried.

“Just now.”

Tomas’ brow raised. You really never gave any head before? That was the best thing he’s ever felt. You ruined his hand for him. He then noticed the way you observed him with your eyes, the way you pawed at him, the way your thighs were squeezed together… fuck. His dick stood right back up against his will, which was the queue you were waiting for.

“I’m assuming you can help me with this too?” Tomas asked, letting himself pull you into his lap. He looked up at you curiously, allowing his hands to rub your lower back and trace the skin there. He sent shivers down your spine, made you weak in the knees— you couldn’t believe this was happening right now.

“Yeah… I can help.” You manage to say meekly, suddenly feeling shy under Tomas’ gaze. The way he looked at you never failed to make you feel like jelly, helpless to his effortless charm. He allowed his back to rest against the pillows, giving you the chance to do what you want. His hands, however, never left your body.

Eagerly but nervously, you pull your pants off and discard them, revealing dark gray lace. You forgot you had that pair on, immediately feeling heat rush to your ears. Tomas was never supposed to see your panties tonight, even if you did wear them because you were planning to have dinner with him.

Tomas tore his eyes off your underwear to smirk up at you, even being bold enough to snap the hem of them against your hip.

“Did you wear these for me?” He chuckled, bringing your hips down so you sat in his lap once more. When he pulled you down, your hands automatically planted themselves on his chest. It was soft, yet firm, you realized. A perfect match.

“My color looks good on you. Would you be mad if I told you I wanted to see you in these again?” Tomas peered at you with a mischievous smile, insinuating that he wanted to do stuff like this again with you in the future.

Susceptible to his mere existence, you nodded your head, letting him guide your clit to his cock. You started to grind against him, the wet spot on your underwear growing at a rapid pace. Tomas bit his lip and helped you, the delicious friction of fabric making his cock leak like crazy. As your low moans rang in his ears, he felt something inside of him snap. He needed to hear more.

Tomas pulled your panties aside and slid his middle finger up your cunt, surprised at how easy it went in. “You’re so wet,” he commented incredulously, looking at you for answers as he was able to slide in another thick finger. You whimpered above him, grinding yourself down on his fingers as all your inhibitions melted away.

“I wanted you so bad…” you mumbled, pussy clamping down on whatever he gave you. It was something, but it wasn’t enough. You really couldn’t wait any longer, the need to beg for more bubbled in your throat. Tomas blushed a little at your confession, feeling the heat rise in his stomach. His dick was aching to be touched again.

“Just let me on it already, Tomas, please,” you sniveled, already pulling his hand from your cunt and holding his dick. He didn’t object as your sopping pussy lowered onto his cock, swallowing it into your warmth. Tomas swore in czech again, this time a short string of different words, grabbing your ass with both hands on either side.

“Ngh, so tigh—“ cutting him off with a kiss as you easily let him bottom out, you both moan against each other’s lips. He gropes at the soft skin of your ass as you run your hands over his chest, letting your tongue play with his while your hips start to move back and forth in his lap.

This sensation made him bite your lip, enjoying the small sound you make when he does. He could feel his cock twitch between your velvety walls, ugh, he could never go back to his pathetic hand after this. Not after he’s had a taste of heaven.

When you reposition your legs at Tomas’ sides to get a more stable position, you feel him easily lift you up just to pull you right back down on his cock. It pulled two loud moans from you both as you got drunk off each other. Tomas felt his greed take the reins again as he helped you to start bouncing on his big dick— you were really starting to feel the stretch now. He was thick, and even with how wet you were, the strain on your pussy made you shake.

Sparing you the work like the sweetheart he is, he helped you ride him at a faster pace, causing you both to make more noise adding to the sounds of your sloppy cunt gushing around his dick. It felt unbelievably amazing, the way he massaged your walls and repeatedly rammed into your weak spot.

You weighed nothing to Tomas, so moving your body up and down quickly like a doll came easy. He watched your face as he dug his nails into your hips, memorizing every expression of ecstasy you made.

If nobody in the temple heard you both before, they sure did now. Tomas fucked up your insides like there was no tomorrow and you couldn’t escape him if you tried— not that you ever wanted to. You tried kissing him again only to be get open mouthed messy ones, your tongues being the only thing that could keep you both close together. Tomas groaned against your lips when you put your hands in his hair, your tits pushing up against his pecs as you did so.

Tomas never wanted to leave this moment. You got him addicted to this feeling, there’s no way he’d ever turn back. His cock was being squeezed and fucked so well, he felt his orgasm creeping up on him earlier than he expected. Oh well, that's what more rounds are for, right?

“T-Tomas, I’m g-gonna cum!” you whined, squealing when he started to slam you down on his dick even faster. He was kissing your cervix at this point, he’ll probably leave it bruised! As you babbled to him about your impending orgasm, Tomas nipped and kissed your neck after he sat up, his cock starting to twitch once again deep inside your pussy.

“L-Let’s cum together, just cum with me,” Tomas said breathlessly, rolling his hips up into you. You saw stars, Tomas’ voice commanding you with ease. As soon as your core clenched tightly and spasmed around his cock, he came, spurting his thick, hot cum up into your cunt.

He groaned loudly and panted again afterwards, the spasms of your pussy milking him dry as his release oozed down his cock from your entrance. You shook and whined in his ear, struggling to control how your body trembled in Tomas’ arms. He held you closer to him and stole your incoming thoughts away with a sensual kiss.

Not even a second after said kiss, you felt Tomas’ cock harden again inside you, and he gave you a wry smile. He wasn’t done, as he had so much pent up energy from even before today. You were in for a long night. Not that you minded, you always wanted to provide for Tomas, because you’re madly in love with him— and now you know he’s madly in love with you.

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Hi I'm new to your blog and love the rair pairs you post. I was wondering do you have any headcannons for clay and trollex?

Oh my god ABSOLUTELY

You asking for my headcannons of Claylex is like asking someone to go on about a hyperfixation they LIVE for so THANK YOU

I will GLADLY DO SO

I have so many so here’s the basic portion of some that I have

💙Claylex💚 Headcannons

“Just friends” stage

Trollex fell first. He visited Trollstopia a good while after TBT and saw him firsthand and bro immediately fell.

When he first went up to the group and was introduced to Brozone, his heart started visibly beating every time he glanced at Clay and it went even faster when Clay looked at him.

Clay first thought he was super cool and had high respect for Trollex since he was a king, but started to notice the special attention he was getting from him and started to become all flustered from it.

Clay is a “I dont need no man” type of troll. Before him and Trollex got together he was fully set on being a strong independent troll who didn’t need a romantic relationship, and that he should focus on his work

Man, did Trollex make that hard. He looked for him every chance he got. He tried to not be pushy about it and even tried to appear cool, but every time he heard Clay or his name he jumped up and scanned the area for him. As soon as he saw him he’s floating over to say hi

Every time Clay would see him coming over he’d get all blushy, but try to play it friendly the whole time

Clay finds it absolutely adorable seeing Trollex trying to gift him things and send him compliments

The first rave Clay finally said yes to, they absolutely destroyed the dance floor together. Trollex tried to stay up in the booth, but as soon as he saw Clay dancing he had to be around him. So he grabbed the first techno troll to dj and swam right over to dance with Clay. Let’s just say they danced like they were the only ones in the world. Eyes locked on each other, dancing around until they were locking hands and pulling the most awestruck moves for everyone to see.

Already everyone knew something was going on between them but Clay was totally in denial and continuously stating that they were just friends and will always be

All while he’s writing Trollex’s name in his work notebook while kicking his feet or biting his pencil, sighing while he’s daydreaming of him and forgetting to work

Even when Trollex has to do something else like perform for everybody, he’s sending not so lowkey messages and gifts towards Clay. Like sending a techno bubble heart straight to Clay, who is doing a terrible job hiding how folded he is

Viva is absolutely ecstatic about this and is always teasing Clay every time he tries to brush off what he and Trollex has going on

Bruce and Floyd find it so cute and are with Viva on this with Clay being in denial. Bruce teases while Floyd is just focusing on urging Clay to let Trollex in

JD and Branch are not so big of fans(I see them as protective over Clay and Floyd when it comes to relationships). JD will attempt to run Trollex off every time he sees Clay and him alone together or if he sees Trollex getting too close. Branch, on the other hand, will jump out of the bushes on Trollex like a drill sergeant and yell at him to drop and give him twenty to prove he’s good enough for his older brother.

The Confession Stage

It took so many hints from Trollex that he wanted to start a relationship, and despite Clay absolutely being head over heels for him he still is filled with some insecurities about relying on somebody only to not fill their expectations and be left(haha, trauma). So he still tries to keep it as just friends(even though deep down he really wants a relationship too). Eventually Trollex finally just stops Clay somewhere to put two hands on his shoulder and come out with “I like you. I really, really like you, Clay, and it would make me the happiest troll if you went out with me.”

I have a whole scenario of how this goes down, but through tears and so much happiness afterwards Clay finally said yes and they shared a deep kiss.

The Relationship Stage

Trollex still has to go back to the Techno Reef, since he is king.

He spends his entire free time thinking of Clay

His royal advisors have to genuinely beg him to work and promise him he will see Clay soon in order to convince him

He gets to visit Trollstopia every month(sometimes though he may be forced to wait longer than just a month to visit and that really negatively affects him and Clay)

Trollex is full puppy dog love and will follow Clay around every single time he visits. From waking up in the morning, all the way to when he’s out working on stuff for the putt putt trolls or when he’s sitting around doing taxes

Clay absolutely loves it and will give him loving kisses every time he silently asks for some

They are an absolute nuisance because even when talking to somebody or hanging out with Clay’s brothers and/or Viva and Poppy theyre always caught staring into each others eyes, sometimes Clay is casually on Trollex’s lap, or Trollex’s arm is around Clay, etc. They can not stay off each other

JD still is not a fan and will immediately split the two up if theyre getting too handsy or lovey dovey

Clay immediately fixes this by yelling at JD to back off or throws something at him

Clay and Trollex have the most romantic dates. A lot of them consist of late night spending time at the lagoon where Trollex dances passionately with Clay in the air with the water moving around them elegantly to Trollex’s control.

They still absolutely destroy the dance floor every time they dance together in public

Trollex looks for every chance to gift Clay something. He once brought Clay a bouquet of oceanic flowers that glow a beautiful sapphire blue and he told him “they reminded me of your eyes, but are kinda bland now that I see them next to you” and Clay just started laughing behind his hand at how corny that sounded, leaving Trollex blinking confused because he genuinely meant it and JD and Branch gagging in the background

Clay absolutely kept those flowers and got a vase for them

This is getting very long, I apologize for that haha. I just really really love Claylex

I have many more, but I will leave it at that. Ty so much for this ask🙏💜

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Star Wars Incorrect Quotes as things my husband and I say to each other. (Other people thrown in)

Anakin, working on a speeder- Hand me the drill

Padme- Is that the one that looks like a blaster, and spins, or is that the stick that you twist?

Anakin, in disappointed shock- Didn’t your father own a construction business?

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Obi-Wan- I can never find my name on any of the gift store keychains

Cody- Yeah, that’s because your mom wanted to be “different” before it was cool

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Rex- Is this the reason you didn’t want to go see the Barbie movie with me?

Anakin, on the other side of the comm with Padmé talking about seeing Oppenheimer together- No, Rex to be honest that was a completely different reason

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Quinlan- You know what I think that may have been my fault

Obi-Wan - Oh is someone finally realizing actions have consequences?

Quinlan, deadpan- Don’t you have an illegitimate child?

(We have yet to confirm or deny if this guy is or is not the father but honey physical genetics are hard to deny)

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*Loud fart noise coming from Anakin’s side of the comm call* Anakin- Sorry I moved the mic too close to my clothes must’ve made a noise

Rex, used to it- I didn’t know cotton could shit itself

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Anakin- My friend once cooked a space raccoon he found on the side of the road. It was pretty kriffen good

Obi-Wan, appalled- What kind of people did your mother let you spend time with?

Anakin- Yea well she didn’t know about this friend

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Padme- You can’t cause any fights I know you don’t like him but it’s the kids birthday. Just keep things civil

Sabe- sure but I can promise you the mug will be meaning

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Anakin- You know I think you could take one thing from this moment

Obi-Wan- That you’re dumber than you look?

Anakin- Okay correction, you can take two things from this moment

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Anakin, madder’n hell- ion know whotha fuck ya think ya are but I’ll tell ya righ nowh I’ll beat yer ass back to Jesus if I’m needin ta

Rex, under his breath- Darn Tootin

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Obi-Wan- None of my relationships have been healthy

Anakin- yeah the older I get the more I realize I’m a victim

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Ahsoka helping Obi-Wan clean Anakin’s room- Shouldn’t we ask him before we do this?

Obi-Wan, full body laughing- Grab the trash bag roll

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Anakin- Would you give me a kidney?

Rex- No I have high-blood pressure because of you.

Anakin- *looking up if that’s a symptom of kidney failure* Yea well you make me sad

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Cody, after Anakin nearly crashed a speeder- You’d think after all these years you’d learn no to get in any type of vehicle with him.

Obi-Wan- I like the thrill of a light pole coming straight for me at breakneck speeds

Anakin- They pop out of nowhere I tell ya

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C3P0- You could be a little supportive

R2-D2- And you could let that get to your head

#star wars: the clone wars #star wars #clone wars incorrect quotes #star wars incorrect quotes #rexwalker #southern accent anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #anidala #padme amidala #codywan #commander cody #quinlan vos #ahsoka tano #sabe #satine kryze #r2d2 and c3po

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Princess

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Cheerleader!reader

Summary: When y/n’s cheer squad find out who her boyfriend is they have a lot to say

A/N i’m terrible at summaries lol. Y/N being a boss bitch lowkey. I can’t stop thinking about Eddie it’s like ruining my day in the best way possible. This doesn’t have a specific time cuz there’s nothing stranger things about it besides the characters.

The sun was beating down on the field today, even with the fall breeze I was still breaking a sweat. It was hard to maintain the same pace when I spent all summer sitting in the back of Eddie’s van listening to music and eating chips.

Every season it’s like this but I’m glad to be back. I love the way it feels, the burn in my legs and arms and lungs. Something about working out always made me feel the best, that’s why I joined the squad. The minute there’s a girls softball team at Hawkins i’ll be on it. Especially because I can’t stand most of the girls. They are constantly judging everyone while simultaneously signing up for canned food drives. Hypocrites.

I was stretching my legs out in between drills when I hear Michelle scoff.

“What is the freak doing here?” she asks, drawing attention to the bleachers.

There he was, boots stomping onto the metal bleachers. He was wearing sunglasses and his classic leather/vest combo. At the sight of him my face flares up red, he said he was going to pick me up not watch the whole thing.

“He’s only here to perv on us” Says Kimberly. Actually he was here to perv on me but whatever.

“he’s probably here scouting his next victim to try and sell drugs to” someone says behind me.

Victim? These girls are clueless.

“that’s not how drug deals even work.” I deadpan. Fuck that sounded wrong.

“I mean, from what I hear they seek him out not vice versa. Just saying...” They were all staring at me now. Their faces were a mix of confusion and doubt.

“Can we get back to the drills now” I say before running off. There was a nice breeze but there was sweat all down the back of my shirt. Luckily Eddie has seen me sweaty before or I’d be real embarrassed right about now.

The rest of practice I tried not to look to my left whenever possible. Every time I saw him sitting there my stomach flipped and I would stumble or miss my mark. It was better to not look, for safety reasons. He was smiling each time I looked over, little shit. As time went on more boys started dotting the stands trying to catch a glimpse of something or to watch their girlfriends. Eddie sits far away from any of them pretending to read a comic.

Patrick, who has had a crush on me since last season, was among them. I made extra effort not to look any where near him. Especially since Eddie is not the best at handling these types of situations with grace,

“Oh my god Y/N! Patrick has been staring at you for the last ten minutes” Someone squeals. They break out into ooo’s and little encouragements. I drink some water and think of what to say.

“He’s cute! And he plays basketball with Jason, I could set you guys up” Chrissy says smiling brightly. She’s always been really kind but no way in hell am I letting that happen.

“He’s not really my type” I say trying to leave it simple. It’s also true, I'm more into heavy metal listening, leather wearing sweethearts who like Star Wars so Patrick is pretty far off.

“You say that about everyone! Who is your type?” Asks Michelle.

Images of Eddie pop into my head. His soft smile reserved only for me. Him air drumming as he drives singing as loud as he can. The way he sleeps on his stomach like a baby holding onto the pillow. His eyes when he’s playing guitar. The slight frizzy halo his hair makes in the sunlight. I think of the smell of leather and weed. The feeling of his rings on my face. Without hesitation I say his name.

“Eddie Munson.”

There’s a moment of silence and I think everyone’s going to die from shock. The first noise that breaks the pause is a laugh. Everyone joins in thinking i’m obviously making a joke of some sort.

“Y/N don’t be mean! I know he’s a freak but don’t get his hopes up”

“You’re so funny Y/N”

“God can you imagine the kind of girl who’d actually go out with that freak?”

They are laughing full on now. The tips of my ears are burning and I can feel the sweat running down my neck.

“Alright girls! You are dismissed. Go home, rest, and come back ready to learn the new routines tomorrow.” says the coach. Thank god

Everyone starts moving toward the benches but I can’t move just yet. Take a deep breath and try again. Eddie see’s everyone heading toward their stuff and stands up preparing to walk back to the D&D room to wait for me.

I grab my back and hurry toward the bleachers. When I pass the girls I hear them snicker again.

“Hey Munson!” I shout walking faster now. Everyone pauses and turns their attention to me. Wondering what a girl like me could want with a guy like him.

Eddie turns toward me shocked that I’m shouting his name in front of everyone.

When I get to the bleachers I step onto the first step pulling his shoulders forward into a kiss. He freezes against me before I feel him melt onto my lips. When I pull back his pupils are huge and he has a lazy smile on his face.

“Hi sweetheart” he whispers

“Hi baby”

I grab his hand and start walking back to the school. Everyone is staring but honestly I don’t really care. Eddie tries to regain his composure by placing his sunglasses on again. His cheeks are still red though.

“Let them stare. Fuck em” I say kissing his hand guiding him forward.

“yeah fuck em” he says lowly.

This moment of confidence and euphoria is cut short when I hear Michelle behind us.

“You can’t be serious Y/N,”

Eddie stops first tugging my arm to make me turn back. Michelle and her robots are standing there with their arms crossed.

“He’s a drug dealer! You could get kicked off the squad for getting involved with people like him” Her nose is all the way turned up as she refers to my boyfriend. The girls on either side of her nod their head.

“Well you could get kicked off the squad if the coach knew you used the locker room to let Jacob Cunningham go to third base but you don’t hear me blabbing about all that.” I state matter of factly. It’s true and everyone knows it but still when I say it her mouth drops open. I watch as the anger bubbles over and she stomps her foot before squealing like a pig.

“Oh you are so dead! No one’s gonna wanna hang out around you or that freak ever again.” She screams

At the word freak I move toward her dropping Eddies hand who’s watching this with a mix of adoration and fear.

“Call him a freak again and I’ll break your teeth in” I’m standing directly in front of her now. Her robots have taken two steps back and are watching to see my next move.

“did you just threaten me? I’m telling the coach that-”

“That what? That you are harassing me and my boyfriend?” I ask. When she doesn’t answer I keep going. “Tell her that you guys spend every day making his life miserable because you’re jealous. You’re so jealous of him it makes your skin crawl, you wish you could do whatever you want but you’re stuck doing what everyone else wants you to do. You do cheer and make honor roll and buy all the expensive clothes and date boys who play basketball but at the end of the day you go home and cry yourself to sleep so why don’t you bury your head in the sand and wait for the prom.” I say turning back to Eddie.

I hold my hand out toward him and smile. All the anger from weeks of hiding is gone and I feel lighter than ever.

When we’re out of earshot he breaks out into laughter.

“ A Breakfast Club quote? Really?”

I laugh loudly not thinking he caught that.

“It was the only thing that came to mind!” I defend. He shakes his head at my cliché comeback.

“Well still that was badass” He kisses my cheek proudly

We make it inside just in time for the D&D meeting.

“I’m gonna go change and i’ll meet you in there okay?” I kiss him before heading to the bathroom.

When I walk into the room Eddie is recounting the story eccentrically to the entire club. The lights are dimmed for game mode so I know everyone’s eagerly waiting to start. When he see’s me enter he stops with his arms open and smiling brightly.

“And here she is fresh from defending my honor the Princess of Hellfire” He starts clapping dramatically. He looks so proud of me. I blush at the stupid nickname. Being the only girl had it’s perks, having to be called the Princess was not one of them.

“Gentlemen” I say curtseying and bowing my head holding my imaginary dress in my hands. They greet me kindly like they always do. Eddie sits in his chair and opens his legs inviting me to sit on his lap. I walk over slowly before lowering myself onto his left leg where I always sit. He places his hands on my hips and squeezes gently. Before he starts he whispers in my ear,

“Thank you so much sweetheart. Remind me to buy you as many Spiderman comic books as you want next time we go out.” He kisses my shoulder. I know how hard it’s been for him being stuck here. I want him to get out of here just as much as he does.

“you don’t have to thank me baby, I love you” I say turning to kiss him.

“I love you more-”

“Can we start please!” someone shouts.

I laugh and face foreword.

“Fine it’s your death.” Eddie mutters before starting his script for his campaign.

#eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson is hot #i love eddie munson

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Partners

Pairing: Kaine Parker x gnSpider-person!Reader

Warnings: Kaine has a potty mouth and threatens people but other than that just fluff!

Summary: You get called into Miguel's office for a new mission, you wonder who you will get partnered with, though it shouldn't be a surprise by now...

A/N: okay I know this is the fic nobody is asking for but the heart wants what the heart wants. and I want grumpy Kaine Parker to hold my hand while he threatens to beat up people. No, I'm not going to apologize. This fic was inspired by @eughi wonderful art of Kaine! if you want to know more about this character please check out their account they are amazing!

The picture that started my obsession here

he's just so pretty!

Word count: 2,797

In the dim light of Miguel's office, you stand listening patiently as he debriefs you on your next mission. This is all nothing new to you, some dimension, a new anomaly, you have had this debriefing many times now. Though the places and targets change you know what to expect by now there is only one thing that keeps you listening intently to the drull words of the spider society's brave leader.

Once he's done drilling into you what dimension and what anomaly you are supposed to capture, it's the moment you had been waiting patiently to hear, who your partner is for this mission. This was the thing you looked forward to hearing, Partner assignments. Would it be Jess? Webslinger? Spider-cat? You loved that little ball of fuzz. As you're cycling through the possibilities of who you could be teamed up with, it's then that your answer walks into the room.

Kaine Parker, in his very iconic suit of red and black, it’s littered with stitches. You didn’t know if they were from getting patched up after fights or just for aesthetic purposes. But either way, they did look pretty cool. Scarlet lenses of his mask keep on you as his tall figure approaches, you know he's studying you and also sizing you up. -Honestly, it’s no surprise if he was, he sizes up everyone without needing to say a word.

Being paired with Kaine again shouldn’t come as a surprise to you. Not being exactly social and his fighting methods leaning towards more…intense, it didn’t exactly make him easy to work with. Not surprising though, The dude is the definition of intimidating with his 6’4 height and broad muscular figure, plus his brash nature made it hard for people to adjust to. Aside from Peter B and Ben, you're the only other person he would go on missions with. Opting to go alone when paired with anyone else, and if they protest they are promptly threatened. Edgy, but you kinda enjoyed that about him.

Standing next to you now you wait patiently as Miguel debriefs him, it’s a much more summarized version than what you had to experience. Kaine is not the type to listen to a lengthy explanation, he’s more get the facts than get out kinda guy. Hell he didn’t even go to the mandatory monthly meetings.

As you stand there your senses are going haywire, looking up to where they are thrumming from you see those lenses staring down at you. Kaine seemed to have a staring problem and your spider senses always went crazy when he was. Maybe it was because of his sheer size, or it was possibly from seeing how easily he had zero qualms ripping into enemies when he deemed it necessary. Whatever it was, no other spider made your senses crazy like he did.

Once Miguel is done with his debriefing, Kaine is already opening a portal to the dimension ready to get this over with, ruthless and efficient. What more could you want?

“I want them captured in one piece, Kaine,” Miguel calls after us as we approach the portal.

You give a dutiful nod in understanding, Kaine however…

��Keep telling me what to do and I will break your fucking face…”

Luckily for you, he said it as he went into the portal, the last thing you need to be doing is trying to pull those two off each other….again….

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“Yeah, then Kaine called like a million spiders to cover up the anomaly and proceeded to beat them to a pulp. He really can’t stand any Jackel variant.”

Munching into your burger you're still talking about your mission you had with Kaine a few days ago. Hobie and Gwen seem bewildered by your story, the young spiders having had little to no interaction with Kaine always seemed to look forward to the stories of your missions with him. Though you argue Peter B has the better ones involving Kaine. As you talk Peter nods in agreement, seeming to signal that he understands all the little quirks that make up Kaine.

A few more minutes into your conversation Jess is strolling up to the table to join you all for lunch. Using only the context of the story she quickly deciphers who you're talking about.

“Kaine huh, another intense mission with the scarlet spider?”

“Yeah, tasked to catch a rogue Jackal. You would think Miguel would learn not to let Kaine on Jackal missions considering how messed up they are when they arrive here. But he gets the job done and he's not a bad guy to have on a mission. Plus sometimes it’s funny when he cusses at the anomalies.”

They give you an odd look and you shrug going back to eating your food. As you're eating you're suddenly being interrupted mid bite by Gwen.

“Okay I am sorry but I am dying to know. What does Kaine look like?”

The completely odd question takes you back for a moment, “You know…red lenses…black and red-”

“No, no, no,” she quickly interjects “I mean his face.”

Without much thought, you point towards Peter, and this causes Peter to scoff, “Okay just because he's one of my clones doesn’t mean we are exactly alike…”

Taking a second to think you nod, “You know you're right. Imagine a way cooler-looking Peter with long auburn hair and face scares.”

The young spider's face lights up at the information and Peter shoots you a displeased look, he already gets teased enough from how Kaine and Ben are total beefcakes compared to him, but Kaine has height and cool looks beating him now. Then you suddenly remember something.

“Oh sometimes he forgets to shave so he will have a scruff going on, honestly looks pretty nice on him and fits the vibe.”

This comment seems to make Jess snicker and smile towards you. “Well just wait till he finds that out…he won't shave anymore…”

Rolling your eyes you shoot her a glare, “What's that supposed to mean?”

Peters chiming in now. “You know what she means…”

“Okay, let me just set the shit straight. Pardon the language kids. Kaine doesn't like me like that, he threatened my life the other day when I got in his way.”

“Then why does he only partner with you?”

“With that logic, he might like you, Peter?”

“Woah, woah, first gross, second me and Ben are like his brothers. You're the only one not in the family he will be around.”

“Because he has to.” you counter

“Because he wants to.” Jess persisted

Going to move to your next argument about how you two are nothing more than partners; it being because maybe he just likes your fighting style, your watch is suddenly blaring calling you in for a mission. Gwen and Hobie laugh as Jess and Peter give you a smug look as you get up to leave the table. Shielding your face from Gwen and Hobie you mouth a “Fuck you” to them. Sure Kaine's vulgar language may be getting to you but that doesn’t mean you're going to be cussing at kids…not yet at least…

As you walk to Miguel's office for your mission assignment, you find yourself walking rather briskly. Kaine might be your partner again…

The thought makes your senses haywire and you walk to the office faster…

—-

Kaine ended up not being your partner for that disaster of a mission. Laying in the infirmary your whole body still aching despite the painkillers you were given. Moving carefully you're very aware of the stitches patching up your side that ache in every which way you move. Your first mission with a different partner besides Kaine in forever and it failed ending with you both in a hospital bed.

Lucky for you though you got to be in your own private room not having to hear the complaining of your partner's screw-ups that resulted in this. Miguel is sure to give them a long lecture when they get well…as for you you're probably going to be HQ bound till you heal up all the way. You just had to be one of the spiders without fast healing…just your luck…

Laying there you're trying to just close your eyes to try and forget about the terrible mission and your current pain but a loud bang outside makes you jump and look towards the door to the hallway. Loud yelling that sounds…familiar…Then it's that tingling of your senses only one spider can get from you.

“Where are they?!”

Crash, Bang, skreech!

“Wait, they are resting you can’t go in there!”

“What are you going to do? stop me?”

Before you can even register what’s going on Kaine is pushing through your door locking it so nobody can come in. Turning to you he looks pissed! You open your mouth to say something but he quickly silences you,

“Shut up!”

Next to you now; the conversion abruptly ended before it could begin, he’s looking over you examining your face and your bandages, bruises and cuts litter your body and the bandages are wrapped all around you but you're okay, you're alive. Suddenly Kaine claw like hands are gently gliding over your skin tracing the brushes and cuts as gently as possible. The touch sends shivers through your body you're hoping he doesn't notice.

Still surveying you he takes his mask off abruptly, his scared face is scrunched in an angry expression, and deep brown eyes are staring at you studying you. You can’t help but feel more intimidated with him out of his mask than when he’s sizing you up in it. Those intense brown eyes are magnetic, his handsome features on full display. Some people might think the scars take away from his handsome face but you think it only makes him look better. Way cooler-looking than Peter…

“Who was with you?” he says in a suddenly calm voice compared to how he came in.

“What?”

“Dammit! Can you not hear? Who were you partnered with and what dimension was it?!” - and the yelling is back…

“Spider guy from 2782, dimension 38, vulture anomaly…” you say quickly, still confused why he was asking…

His hand comes up to rub the top of your head gently, a very personal and friendly gesture for him. Staring intently at you, there is almost a softness in his stony eyes, it's…different from any way you have ever seen before. Your breath seems to suddenly evaporate from you. This is a completely different…loving side of him you have never experienced from him…it doesn't seem real…are you in a coma?

“I’m going to kick his ass, then kill that anomaly…” -no this is real…

Once he's done speaking he’s stopping his rubbing on top of your head and now he gently glides his hand down to your cheek.

“Wait-”

Before you can protest he’s already at the door unlocking it and leaving the infirmary. Gone without even looking back at you…typical Kaine…

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The rumors of Kaine's warpath quickly spread all over HQ and got back to you. Spider Guy got spared due to the doctors intervening after much convincing. Though all that rage ended up getting released on the vulture anomaly you and guy failed to get.

Vulture barely made it out with his life and was in critical condition once he was turned in. Of course, this caused Miguel and Kaine to get into it. Those two seem to always find a way to fight despite them having similarities…maybe one day they could be friends? Though with how little they interact with people socially, their hanging out would properly be them just staring at each other in a room plotting how they would kick one another's ass.

It has been a few days since the mission you were released from the infirmary but still not cleared to go back to mission work. So this means your days have devolved to you walking around HQ. Why you didn’t just take this time to sit at home in your dimension and relax you didn’t fully know. Though a part of you truly knew what you were doing, deep down you were looking for Kaine.

Of course after everything that happened and after what he did. He didn’t even come to talk to you. Or check in on how you were healing, hell everyone else did but your usual partner goes on an almost murder spree but can't bother to say hi. Though that's not his style, he's the ‘only I can kick your ass and if anyone else does it they are a dead’ kind of friend. Plus when he saw you he seemed…upset, could it be hard for him to see you inquired? For a moment you ponder the idea before quickly shaking it off.

Walking some more around HQ you find that you're in a more isolated area, a rarity for the society. Usually, everyone was so packed together so this is a welcome change of pace. Enjoying the quiet you look to the windows to observe the city but your eyes land on something else. Kaine without his mask hair tied in that half-up knot that compliments his face shape so perfectly. His brown eyes are so focused on the city, he looks lost and thought, you almost feel bad for going over to break his concentration but you haven’t seen him and you want to talk to him.

Making your approach you plop down next to him, your eyes are on him but he keeps his forward but you know he knows it's you next to him so you skip the greetings.

“So, I heard you went a bit overboard. Not that I'm surprised. But breaking the anomalies' kneecaps and leaving the dimension in a panic does seem like an escalation from your normal methods…” Leaning over you try to meet his eyes but he keeps them straight ahead before he sighs,

“I would have burned that dimension down if I needed to” Your mouth slightly drops and your eyes widen, well that's ...different… your heart racing now you feel that familiar tingling…how this guy rattles and intrigues you.

Sliding his eyes over he looks at you before he turns his head fulling, eyes tracing where your inquiries once were but have now been healing. In his eyes you think you see relief though with Kaine’s stoic expression you can never be too sure…

“Why did you do all that?” -the question seems almost stupid in hindsight.

Kiane's eyes meet your face for a moment staring silently into your eyes before looking back out into the futuristic city. “Your my partner, and I don’t need you getting hurt because of some other idiots mistakes”

The answer makes you laugh a bit, always so judgemental and coarse about others. Then the words you always think of asking but never do slip your lips next, “Why do you like to go on missions with me?”

Kaine takes a minute to think before he shrugs “I guess, things are just a bit better with you around….”

A smirk appears on your lips and as he looks back at you and huffs with an eye roll. “Shut up…”

All you can do is slightly laugh before nudging him “Well, I like being around you too, best partner someone could get paired with.”

You know that even if his face isn't changing in expression you know your words mean something to him. At least that's what you're hoping, Kaine is great and you're fond of him despite how others feel about his rough nature. He's a good guy even if he doesn't think so, but you are willing to take the time to convince him of that.

A couple of minutes pass before you move to get up and give him some alone time, something you are sure he values. As you stand you feel something that stops you in your tracks. Looking down you see Kaine's large hand on yours holding you gently, moving your gaze to his face you see that he’s avoiding eye contact looking away from you with a furrowed brow and a slight pout on his lips.

Sitting back down you hold his hand gently back and you watch as the blush slowly dusts his cheeks. You have to hold back the urge to call him cute. Holding your hand is a huge step of affection for him if you tease him now he will never be vulnerable again to you.

Time passes and you keep your hand in his as you gently slide your thumb across his large hand. The silence is comfortable and as you turn to look at him you swear you see the slight tinge of a smile….what a softie….

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venusandsaturnsrings · 10 months

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UGH ANGEL GF WITH MEANER TARU!!

Inceltaru who wants you to only talk to him! Only lok at HIM!! Imagine him seeing you interacting with a fellow angel </3 he's just so heart broken you would ever talk to someone else when he's right there!! You have to be punished for talking to someone else <33 him messing with the base of your wigs till your sobbing, ofc he just adores you but he's still has to teach you a lesson:(( or maybe he get you a costume collar with his name on it so everyone knows your his<33 maybe even something more permanent as carving his initials into your skin<33 just think of how disgusted all the other angels would be when they find out that your mats is a human and what you're letting him do to you :(( you might even be banished from the hevanly realm </33 but who care if that means more time with your precious taru even if he was so mean earlier! Humans have such a funny way of showing others that someone has a mate after all<33

-chubby darling anon who is not doing this out of force but bcs I'm silly and love my nasty little guy

bait placed and effectively grabbed YIPPEEEE my excuse to ramble abt inceltaru punishments is here!! it’s arrived!! thanks to you!! <3

cw: for blood, knifeplay, incel themes, abuse, and manipulation <3

when it comes to his adorable little angel, Ajax is… selfish to put it lightly. you’re his angel are you not? so why bother gracing others with so much as your gaze; it makes no sense to him. he does his best to drill a firm set of rules into your head but with such a sweet disposition you naturally slip up on occasion under the preface of helping others. Ajax can’t exactly blame you for it, by all means you’re a species designed to aid others, but it still builds an ugly ball of jealous in his gut and mind.

when it comes to punishments, he doesn’t frame them for what they are. he’d rather go about it explaining it as something normal that all humans do!! you would hate to be left out, right? he mumbled sweet yet backhanded praises while gently tracing your throat before fastening the collar around it. a little bit of, “this is what’s supposed to happen,” and a dash of, “c’mon pretty girl, you want to be good don’t you? so quit fussing and let me fix this up.” he’s sweet when he gently cuts his initials into you too. hands smoothing all over your plush skin and trailing kisses wherever his mouth leads him as if it’ll soothe the bite of the blade digging into your flesh. he wipes your tears off and assures you this is what humans do to show affection and ownership!! everyone does it so behave!! with that, you do even if you’re squirming and sobbing the whole time.

when the other angels see what you’ve let him do? oh, they’re horrified. you let him mangle you so eagerly without a word of defiance? rather than ostracizing you immediately, they attempt to save and help you, urging you to leave this foul human and never let him near you again!! yet, you can’t. you just love him so much that when you come back teary eyed and explaining how they want you to abandon him, Ajax his wrapped around you in seconds. he sighs and mutters about how they just don’t understand the way you do. you’re just naturally better than all of them, you get him. he’s a wonderful gaslighter!!

-☆★☆-

i’m the canon universe he’s far less subdued with punishments. there’s no need for him to beat around the bush so hard since you already know the type of guy he is; a ruthless harbinger with inclinations towards distraction and a major desire for power. he doesn’t need to manipulate the situation so hard because there’s nothing to be manipulated. it’s easy math to him, one plus one is two and you did something bad so you’re getting punished. makes sense, no?

he’s a bit traditional when it comes to these sorts of things. his first line of defence is laughing it off when murderous intent in his eyes and a firm pat to your head that clearly says ‘don’t push your luck’. if that isn’t effective, then prepare for a harsh talking to that’s full of degradation and a bruising grip on your wrists. following that it gets more… humiliating. forcing you to address him as ‘sir’ in public, making you get off on his shoe in front of new recruits, spanking you in Zhongli’s office, and so on… anything above belongs in the category of you fucked up but to a lesser degree. things like back talk, finding work arounds to the rules hes laid out, or not listening to extra orders he’s given to you. he can get far meaner if the situation calls for it.

lets say you did something to make him look a fool in front of his coworkers, god forbid the other harbingers, regardless of if it’s on purpose or not. he’ll be brandishing a small hydro blade and lurking where you least expect him. sometimes it’s in an alley way and sometimes it’s in the darkness of your shared home. you’ll be lulled into false security after he brushes it off in the moment and doesn’t immediately act on punishing you. it’s only when all you’re muscles have relaxed that Ajax slinks out of his hiding spot and presses the blade to your throat just enough to draw blood but not enough to do any serious damage. he’ll revel in the way you sob and cry as with practices precision he makes clean and almost artistic cuts across you’re whole body. Ajax is careful not to draw enough blood to actually put your health at risk but sometimes he gets close; he just adores the deep wine colour especially when it’s coming from your body. numerous degrading terms and many slices of his name will cover your head to toe by the time he’s done making you suffer. it’ll be impossible for you to move without serious discomfort so he’s quick with gliding his cock through the trails of your blood before spreading your pussy open for him to use. it’s close enough to being lube, surely!! any complaints will only make him rougher so be good from there on out. <3

#cw: blood #cw: knife #cw: incel #cw: abuse #cw: manipulation #inceltaru #incel childe #whoopsies!!#soz i got carried away #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin smut #chubby darling anon my beloved <3 #chit chats

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gryphonlover · 7 months

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Whumptober 2023 Day 1

Prompt: swooning

Victim: Sky

Words: 994

Notes: I'm hoping this is decently accurate, since I referenced a couple of first aid sites before writing.

I have a headcanon that Wild experiences seizures and the Sheikah have taught him how to handle them. That's why he knows what to do and why he's worried, because he knows that seizures have to do with the brain, which is kind of an important organ. The type of seizure that Sky is having is an atonic seizure, which basically just means that his muscles went slack and he was temporarily unresponsive to external stimuli.

It had been a rough day. They'd been forced to make camp earlier than usual because Sky was having a hard time breathing from all the tree pollen in the air and Wind had walked himself bloody. Again. The little stinker had the strongest pain tolerance out of all of them.

Four had reassured Warriors that he could take care of Sky. It wasn't that different from the times Red had needed to be calmed down due to a panic attack, and he could tell that Warriors wanted to take care of Wind. The two were very close, and while Warriors considered it his duty to take care of everyone, it was best if he got it out of his system sooner rather than later.

Besides, no one was dying, and—

Sky suddenly dropped into Four's lap and the smithy flinched in surprise. Sky had a tendency to fall asleep in the strangest places, but he always asked before using someone as a pillow. Maybe sitting down had been a bad idea, though.

"Sky?"

No response. Okay, that was not good.

Four hesitated, but then rested a hand firmly on Sky's shoulder, giving it a little shake. "Sky, are you okay?"

Still nothing.

Yeah this was bad.

Four pushed down his panic and reached around Sky to press a hand to his chest. He was still breathing and his heart was still beating, that was good.

He shifted a bit, and adjusted Sky the best that he could into the position that Warriors had drilled into their heads just in case someone ever fainted and he wasn't around to help.

He turned to look for Warriors, to see if he was still here and if he could ask him for help when he came face to face with Wild, who was now only 4 inches away from his face.

"Jeeze, Wild, give me a little warning next time!"

Wild blinked. "Sorry. What's up with Sky?"

Four took a deep breath to calm his spooked heart. "I don't know, he just suddenly fell into my lap. I thought that maybe he fainted from not getting enough air, but..."

Wild's gaze shifted over to the still knight, and he scooched over, poking and prodding in a manner that seemed to indicate that he was following some sort of protocol, but Four had no idea what he was doing.

Sky let out a soft, confused sound, and Wild patted his head. "It's alright, you're safe."

Four released a slow exhale. Sky was awake. Things were going to be okay.

Wild watched Sky intently as if waiting for something, then sat back on his heels after a handful of minutes.

"So, I'm going to ask you some questions, and you gotta answer them, okay?"

Four had no idea what he was going on about, so he just ran a hand through Sky's hair, letting the champion do his strange first aid.

"I... okay." Sky still sounded a little breathy, but he was no longer struggling for breath.

"First question, what's your name?"

Sky clearly felt as baffled as Four did, if the silence was any indication.

Wild's brows furrowed. "Come on, work with me here, man."

The silence stretched on and Wild's face grew even more concerned. "Oh crap..."

Four could feel his heart speed up again. "What?"

Wild's eyes didn't leave Sky's face, and he gently tapped him on the cheek. "Come on, featherhead, now's not the time to be having a seizure."

"A what?"

"A seizure, just—" Wild sounded stressed. "There's not really anything we can do until it passes. We're in the middle of the forest and none of us are doctors."

"What do you mean there's nothing we can do!?"

"I mean," Wild snapped back, "that this isn't something that's easily fixed. There is no cure, there is no medicine, there is nothing that can make it better. We just have to wait until it's over and then make sure he isn't confused or hurt or anything."

The little red part of Four's brain continued panicking, so he shoved it back, back, back into a dark corner where it wouldn't bother him as much.

"He won't..."

Wild took a deep breath. "To be honest, I think his breathing problems will kill him before a seizure does. Besides, he's one of us, he's gotta be pretty hard to kill."

Sky shifted, stirring listlessly and Wild's face lit up. "Oh thank Hylia."

Sky stared up at him in confusion. "When... when did you get here...?"

Wild smiled. "Not long ago. You had a bit of an... episode."

"Huh." Sky seemed to process the information. "What are we doing?"

"Well, you are supposed to be resting." Wild wagged a finger chidingly. "But before that, I need you to answer some questions."

"Why? What's wrong?" Sky struggled to sit up properly, still weak from not being able to get enough air. Four helped him up, propping the Skyloftian up against himself the best he could.

"Everyone is fine, I just need to make sure your head's working right now."

Sky squinted at Wild as if he was trying to see through him, then seemed to decide that whatever Wild was doing couldn't possibly be that problematic.

"Okay."

Wild ran through a list of questions that were really simple. He asked Sky what his name was, how old he was, where they were, what they were doing, things like that. Four didn't really understand why he was asking these questions, but he resolved to pull Wild aside later for a discussion on what had happened.

Once Wild was satisfied, he instructed Four to stay with Sky while he went and talked to Warriors and Time about what had happened.

Seeing Sky have that... seizure thing had been scary, but now that Wild had taught him what to do, he was more confident that he'd be able to help Sky if it happened again. Things were going to be okay.

#whumptober #whumptober 2023 #linked universe #legend of zelda #lu sky #lu wild #lu four #fanfiction #gryphon writes

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