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yamujiburo · 1 year

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HANAMUSA (JESSIExDELIA) MASTER POST

I probably should have started doing this forever ago but I wasn’t sure how long I was gonna stick with drawing these comics. But I guess we’re in it now! This will be continually updated~ EVERYTHING UNDER THE CUT

BEFORE YOU START:

This post is required reading about Team Rocket’s ages since that’s usually a question that comes up a lot LOL. As for Delia’s age, she is said to be 29 in Takeshi Shudo’s (original writer on Pokémon) novel that built out the world and characters of the anime.

Next, I feel like this chart helps give the vibe of what these characters relationship is (all just headcanons except for their names and ages)!

WHERE TO START:

Here’s a post I made detailing how Jessie, James and Meowth initially start living with Delia. It also goes into what each character does in this AU. Before going into the post, you might enjoy this fanfic my girlfriend commissioned! It’s based off of said post and is a more enjoyable read.

Here’s also a list of headcanons!

COMICS:

Here’s all the comics I’ve done! The order of most of them are pretty ambiguous and up in the air but I put them in the order I kinda see in my head! There are some that do take place before Jessie and Delia start dating though! Also a few comics that have several parts but the “next” and “prev” links will be in each comic. So I’ll only link the first part of those ones in this masterpost.

Pre-Relationship

Fast Food

Ophidiophobia

Whipped

Making Eyes

Hairbrush

Inquiries

Separated

First Kiss

During Relationship

Big Bed

Tattoo

Crumbs

Pet Clown

I’d Like To

Jessica

Lipstick (not a comic but some fun extra dialogue for this)

Glow

Official

Stare Down

Shovel Talk

Invisible Walls

Date Night

Face Blind

One Motto Away

Snowgasboard

Delia’s Got a Cold

Mr. Jessie Ketchum

Peek-At-Chu

Hands Off Pikachu!

Wine Nights with James

Beauty and the Beach

Turning Point Arc

Sunscreen

Where Do Babies Come From

Love Life

Ugly

Ace Trainers

Pikasitting

Mother’s Day

Father’s Day

Gift for Delia

Gift for Jessie

Jessilina Fan

Crossdressing

Hickeys

Journey Arc

Tone

Cooking Twerp

Son

Cooking Advice

Serperior Facts

Cassidy’s Cabin Arc

Father/Son Bonding

Glasses

Uniform

Study Help

Happy Valentine’s Day

Wrapped

Daddy Daughter Double Battle

Splinter

Married Life

Wedding

Arbok/Weezing Reunion

Snake Eyes

MISC DRAWINGS:

I’ll update this with links to my other miscellaneous drawings later!

FAQ:

What does "Hanamusa" mean?

Hanamusa is a combination of Delia and Jessie's Japanese names, Hanako and Musashi respectively.

When does this AU take place?

It takes place sometime after the Mezase Pokémon Master/To Be a Pokémon Master series. So all the events that happened in the series, unless retconned within the series, happened. Ash is 10 at the start of the comics.

What's the status between Jessie, James, Meowth and Giovanni/Team Rocket?

Not great terms since they were fired, but also not the worst terms. Giovanni just let the three of them go without any further issues. I will say that I've always loved the theory that Giovanni keeps Jessie specifically around because of her parentage and he as a soft spot for her that he keeps a secret. I feel like Matori was the one that got the three of them fired and Giovanni wasn't able to make an excuse for them this time (without showing nepotism/special treatment) so he was forced to let them go.

If you headcanon Delia as a lesbian, how did Ash come to be?

Delia was young when she had Ash and I hc that she just didn’t really explore her sexuality much! I myself didn’t realized I liked women until I was 18 and didn’t know I liked ONLY women until like 2 years ago. She got married, had a baby and realized after her husband left that she liked women (trans people exist obviously but I’m also interpreting Ash’s father as a cis man).

Who do you think Ash’s dad is?

I don’t know and I don’t really care to explore it. I’m going off of the novel interpretation that he’s just a deadbeat that left to be a trainer, failed and never came back because of the shame. He’s not important.

Isn’t Giovanni Ash’s dad?

That’s a common misconception that people remember wrong from the Pokémon Live show. Delia mentions she dated Giovanni but then left him and his gang after meeting Ash’s father. I also don’t consider the live show canon personally! I follow The Birth of Mewtwo timeline where Madame Boss founded Team Rocket.

Do you think Delia and Giovanni dated at least?

Nah, I think he’s too old for her? I always got the vibe from The Birth of Mewtwo that he was quite a bit older than Jessie and it’d be sus if he was dating Delia when she was married to, and had a child with her husband at 18/19. He’s a bad guy but not a BAD guy.

You mentioned you still ship Jessie and James. Why not make a Jessie, James, Delia polycule?

I have a few reasons I’ve mentioned before! 1. I’m in super deep with this AU already and I feel it’d be very confusing for casual viewers of my stuff if James was added into the relationship haha. 2. I’ve drawn Jessie and James together since 2011 and took this AU as an opportunity to try my hand at writing them as queer, platonic besties bc I love that interpretation of them a lot as well. 3. I’m not poly myself and the way I write this ship is largely based off of my experiences with my girlfriend. I just know I’d favor the Jessie/Delia of it all which isn’t fair and not a good interpretation of a poly relationship. All that said, I DO super enjoy seeing peoples’ poly headcanons and art!

Who does James end up with in this AU?

No one. He's aroace and is happy to be single

Do Jessie and James have all their Pokémon in this AU

I think they have all the Pokémon that they did by the end of Mezase Pokémon Master (all their Pokémon that were left at HQ). Most of their released Pokémon have stayed released and the Alola Pokémon are still in Alola. I bring back Arbok and Weezing post-Jessie and Delia getting married. I may bring back Chimecho, Growlie and Cacnea if I think of an idea I like!

What are Meowth and James up to in this AU?

Hop back to the top of this post under the "Where to Start" section. All your questions will be answered.

Does Ash travel with anyone at this point of his life?

I don't have anyone in particular in mind! I could see him making new friends (Nemona???) or traveling with different combinations of old friends. Like him, Misty and Goh, him, Dawn and Cilan, him, Serena and Lillie etc.

Will Delia ever get over her phobia of snake Pokémon

Not fully! I think overcoming fears is fine and good but I think real PHOBIAS are much harder to get past and I don't want to cheapen it. She slowly gets used to Jessie's Seviper specifically and gets to the point where she can pet it comfortably with Jessie in the room. But otherwise, still scared and would need that same amount of time per Pokémon

Is Jessie gaining weight or is it just me?

Not just you! Jessie puts on a bit of relationship weight overtime as you'll see in the later comics in the timeline. Jessie grew in poverty, never knowing when her next meal would be and that continued into her life as a Team Rocket member. Once she was able to settle down (with a woman who runs her own restaurant no less) she's able to live a healthier lifestyle with regular meals and puts on some weight because of that.

Does Jessie ever feel self conscious about gaining weight?

Nope! She feels happier and healthier and hotter. She's also unreasonably excited to clear out her old clothes and get a new wardrobe.

Would Jessie and Delia ever have kids together or adopt?

Nah, Ash is enough for them! I have come up with hypothetical kids for them but they're not canon to this AU. Just a fun little thing for me.

Will you ever put this on webtoon?

Nah. People mostly ask me this because they want to read everything in the order of the timeline but to my knowledge, you can’t reorder chapters or installments which would defeat the purpose. I also don’t think nintendo fan stuff would fly there. Also, also it’s just extra work and another place to upload and I want to keep this all fun for myself~

#hanamusashipping #hanamusa #hanamusa comic #master post

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kaleldobrev · 4 months

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Tattoos

Pairing: Felix Catton x F. Reader

Platonic Pairing(s): Venetia Catton & F. Reader | Farleigh Start & F. Reader

Feat. Character(s): Reader, Felix Catton, Venetia Catton, Farleigh Start & Oliver Quick

Summary: Not only are you dating Felix and best friends with Venetia, the three of you have matching tattoos — something that Oliver simply cannot stand

Word Count: 967

Warnings: Voyeurism (briefly mentioned), Nudity (implied — as this takes place in the field), Unprotected sex (briefly mentioned/implied)

Authors Note: I love the little detail that Felix and Venetia have those matching star tattoos on their hands, so I came up with this little fic about how reader has matching tattoos with both Catton siblings (cause I honestly feel like that’s such a Felix and Venetia thing to do) | This is also my first ever Saltburn fic so I’m hoping that I was able to do the characters justice | If you liked this, don’t forget to like & reblog. I really appreciate it! Feedback is always welcome ♡

Oliver couldn’t help but stare at the small crescent moon tattoo on your ankle; the exact same crescent moon tattoo that both Felix and Venetia had — and in the exact same place — the right ankle.

He wasn’t…jealous, no that wasn’t the right word, but that was the only word that came to mind for him. He didn’t want a tattoo, was never a fan of them on himself, but, seeing you in particular with this tattoo was hitting him, hitting him harder than he’d particularly like to admit. You weren’t family — you were Venetia’s best friend and Felix’s…girlfriend. He understood the little stars that Venetia and Felix had — they were siblings and had an intense unique bond. But you…you were nobody to them less than 5 years ago. But here you here, the three of you with matching tattoos and you strutting around the estate like you were already a Catton.

He must have been staring in one direction for too long, as he heard Felix's voice calling out to him. "You alright there Ollie?" He asked, and Oliver found himself snapping out of whatever trance like state he had just been in.

“I’m f—I’m fine,” he said, trying to sound a little bit more confident than he currently felt in this moment.

When Felix spoke, not only did he turn to look at him, but you, Venetia, and Farleigh did as well. “Are you sure?” You asked, genuinely concerned about his well-being. Oh, how he despised how much you truly seemed to care.

"You've been staring off into space," Felix added. "What'ya staring at?" He asked, placing the lollipop he had been sucking on back into his mouth.

"Probably Y/N's ass," Farleigh teased, and you swatted his arm playfully; giggling briefly. Your laugh disgusted him because of how sickingly sweet it sounded.

"Farleigh, I'm sure he wasn't," you said defending him. You turned your attention to him, a soft smile on your lips. "Isn't that right Ollie?" You asked. He could barely see your face between the combination of the bright sun and your giant sunglasses that seemed to take up the entirety of your face, similarly to that of Venetia's sunglasses.

"Yeah, wasn't...staring," Ollie answered; his vocal tone sounding a tad nervous; and a little embarrassed. He wasn't looking at you, not in that way; you weren't the reason he was here, Felix was.

"I wouldn't blame ya Ollie," Felix began. "She does have a nice one," he finished, his voice almost sounding proud as he smacked your bare rear in front of the four of you.

You let out a tiny yelp; not the usual kind of moan you usually let out whenever he's heard you and Felix have sex. "Get a room you two," Venetia said, briefly glancing up from her book.

"We have a whole estate love," you winked; both you and Felix started laughing in response.

"Not when I'm still living here," she added.

"I second that," Farleigh said, chiming back into the conversation as he raised his hand in agreement with Venetia.

"Prudes," you mumbled underneath your breath, slightly teasing.

"Hey!" Venetia exclaimed. It was her turn to playfully swat you. "If anyone is the prude, it's little Ollie over there." She grinned. "Ollie, when was the last time you had sex?"

"V!" Both Felix and you exclaimed.

"What?" Venetia asked, her tone slightly clueless.

"You cannot just ask people that. It's a little rude," you stated.

"It's not rude. It's a perfectly fine question," she defended. "For example," she began, turning her attention to her brother. "Felix, when was the last time you had sex?" A smallish grin forming on her lips; as if she already knew the answer to her question.

"This morning," he responded all too quickly, and you swatted him on the chest, which caused him to smirk at you in response. Oliver knew all too well the truth in that statement, as he had a slight front row seat to yours and Felix's morning activities. He didn't see anything, but he heard everything as if he was in the room with the two of you. The moans the both of you let out, the dirty talk the both of you shared — performing in such a way as if the two of you were the only two in the entire estate. He wanted so much to see it, to open the bedroom door, he knew that the door would have creaked — pressing his ear against the bedroom door sufficed...for now anyway.

"Kinky," Farleigh smirked, and you rolled your eyes.

"All of you are ridiculous," you stated, closing your book as you started to slowly kick your feet in the air. "Don't answer her Ollie."

"It was before uni," he mumbled.

"What'ya say Ollie?" Felix asked, raising a brow.

"Before uni," Oliver said a bit louder this time.

Felix and Venetia exchanged looks before Felix looked at him with a slightly devilish looking grin. It was impossible not to love any kind of smile he would give. "For your party tomorrow, we'll get you laid. It'll be my birthday present to you."

"Kind of a lame birthday present, love," you teased.

Felix let out a small laugh. "You weren't complaining when that was a part of your birthday gift last year," he teased back. That's when he leaned in, kissing you in the most loving way possible; and Oliver actually felt like he was on the verge of throwing up looking at the two of you. He had witnessed the two of you kissing plenty of times, had witnessed snippets of you two being intimate in various ways, but for some reason, this particular interaction had almost set him off. Felix was so madly in love with you that it physically pained him to see it.

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bandgie · 9 days

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stray kids as tattoo artists? I read a fic on AO3 once where Jisung Chan and Felix all owned a tattoo parlour (called Red Lights hehe) and reader worked there and got brought into their OT8 poly relationship and it lives rent free in my brain.

But anyway, what do you think they would be like as tattoo artists? Who would tattoo what body parts? Who would fuck you in the chair, who would give you head/let you suck them off, and who would force themselves to remain professional even though you can see they're hard?

wait I so need the fic if you have it plzzz

MDNI 18+ under the cut

fucking you

lee know - you have such a shy yet aroused look the moment you're in the chair. he'd touch you lightly at first, knuckles bumping against your breasts to clean the skin for the tattoo. your breath would hitch, your eyes would stare into his and you'd bite your lip. all it takes is a little nod from your end and he's undoing his belt

hyunjin - no because he never really does this. he's usually so professional, even with the hungry eyes staring at him, but there's just something so sexy about you. maybe it's the tattoos you already have, slightly faded and in need of a touch up. once he establishes that you are, in fact, wanting him the same way he wants you, he'd go to the front door of his shop and flip the sign to 'closed'

Seungmin - you'd have to beg him for it ngl. you're a regular at his parlor and he just loves how flustered you get. Seungmin doesn't mind teasing you for your session, but you just cant take it anymore. you'd make him move the stencil over and over again just under your boobs because 'its just not right' and you'd offer to take off your shirt so it's easier for him. that's the last straw for him and he'd waste no time in getting you on his cock

oral sex

changbin - he's giving you head, no questions asked. he's shaving the inner part of your thigh and your legs just look so good in shorts. he's gulping, eyes wide and briefly looking at your crotch. you notice though, and you'd gently place your hand over his and push the razor away, opening your legs so he can get a better look. he might panic at first, claiming he didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, but you shush him and grab the back of his head to guide him to your cunt.

han - you're on your tummy, feeling han prep you for a back tattoo. honestly, if he wasn't so nervous he'd fuck you just like that, but you start giving him innocent compliments that lead to you not-so-innocently sitting him on the laid out chair and getting on your knees. he's just so cute whimpering and biting into his hand while his thighs tremble around your face

professional

chan - this honestly shouldn't be a surprise. he takes his job very seriously, and no matter how many times your hand accidentally brushes against his cock or how prettily you bat your eyelashes, he will not do anything out of line. but ofc you can see the strain, and tent in his jeans that must be so uncomfortable. he's got a red blush on his ears, but he's so keen on making sure he's professional throughout the session. maybe you just need to make another appointment

felix - I think he likes knowing that you know he's horny, if that makes sense. it's the yearning that really turns him on, the longing stares, the lip bite he does when his touches linger. even if it makes his cock throb, he just loves teasing you too much to do anything. still, I do think he'd grind his front against your body 'accidentally' and he wouldn't say no if you start palming him while he shaves your arm to clean to area

jeongin - is just nervous. he really isn't sure if you're flirting with him or not. a lot of girls try to do favors in getting out of paying, but you're just so persistent you tip very good after each session. he's thought about taking things a step further, but he really isn't sure how to. if he's doing a chest tattoo, his hand will find purchase on your tit, a small blush on his face saying it helps in keeping him anchored. you don't push him, a sweet smile on your face as you tell him you don't mind, that it feels good. he gulps, cock hardening in his sweats and he prays he doesn't have to stand for a while

not proofread lmao

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partycatty · 2 months

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thinking about young mk11 johnny being a bad boyfriend then you meet him again years later when he’s mature and he REGRETS IT SO BAD

i have so many ideas but i can’t get them out recently so ur account gives me life lol <3

OUGH it aches in the bones

older!johnny cage > as the day you left

notes: oooghuig "in another life" trope hurts so BAD.

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• a military job wasn't in your grand plan, but a position opened for equipment maintenance it was hard to turn down the potentially heavy paycheck.

• you were buried in your paperwork, taking quick strides to your office to make sense of your diagnostics and order the proper parts for one of the on-field machines when you slam into what feels like a brick wall. just as the force of the blow sends you backward, a hand grabs your arm and suspends you mid-fall.

• you don't even have time to properly react to the scene, only opening your harshly clenched eyes to meet your savior.

• "sorry, i wasn't looking where i—" your apology was cut off when you properly processed just who was in front of you. even with the tattoo peeking through his shirt, you knew that face from anywhere. "johnny?"

• you expected johnny to not even remember you, maybe take a second to realize you weren't just a fan. this expectation is torn from you when he replies with your name, loud and clear. his eyes are wide. gently, he lets go of you to allow you to regain your footing, pulling away as if you were a glass doll bound to shatter.

• he looked the same as when you walked out, perhaps a little more weathered but glowing with charm and personality just as he did twenty odd years ago. thankfully, you thought, he never lost that puppy-like shine in his eyes.

• the moment was lost to him the second he locked eyes. just like that, a torrent of memories flooded back to him. you two were young, too young to be serious in his eyes. johnny was in his acting prime and he couldn't help but flaunt it. all those smiles and sparkly outfits for the cameras but as soon as you were behind closed doors you were nothing more but exhausted.

• "i can't keep living like my life is under a microscope," you huffed, shrugging off the luxury shawl johnny went through hell to make sure you'd have for the red carpet. "would it kill you to just settle down, slow down? i want kids, johnny! i want to go to the store without paparazzi up my ass, i don't need stalkers on our property, i don't need the gold and glamor all the damn time!"

• "well, that's on you for choosing a megastar!" johnny shouted back, undoing his tie in one harsh tug. "all you've ever done is complain when you are literally living large! mansions, super cars, money! and you're complaining."

• you spin around, a horrified expression on your face as you unpacked his wording. "i didn't choose a megastar," your voice drops, so angry you couldn't bring yourself to shout. "i chose john carlton. where the hell is he now, because all i see is a narcissistic child that refuses to grow up."

• you slide your engagement ring off and you slam it into the ground. johnny's eyes widen as he immediately drops to his knees, trying desperately to grasp at the ring as it rolls and spirals out of grasp. he curses to himself, then at you.

• "look at yourself," you grit your teeth. "you care more about a rock than your fiancée. we're done, johnny. you can go tell the media that, too, since that's all you care about."

• johnny blinks once, then twice. he swallows thickly.

• "i'm sorry," is all he can mutter out. god, how he wishes he could say more, but time felt nonexistent when looking at your face. you, however, didn't quite understand his meaning and brushed yourself off.

• "no, it's fine, really," you try to shove past him, anything to break this eye contact that feels as if it's pulling you apart piece by piece. as you think you're out of the weeds, his hand finds its place on your arm once more.

• "please look at me," he pleads, voice barely above a mumble. "i-i haven't seen you in..."

• "—twenty six years," you blink up at him, straining yourself so hard to not break down. "forget it."

• "i'm sorry," he emphasizes the phrase again. "i... i was an asshole, an arrogant, self-centered—"

• "johnny." you cut him off, face stern but voice soft. "it was so many years ago."

• "i know, i know, but — fuck — you've... you've been on my mind this entire time. you never left. god, when you left it felt like my entire... everything fell apart."

• you want to interject, stop him from this spiral, but you can tell he had it bottled up for so long, you'd be cruel to deny him of it now. that, and you had an unfortunate tendency to hear people out and forgive those who don't need your forgiveness.

• "when you walked out i realized just how good i could've had it. you were the only sane person in my world, you tried so hard to keep me in track but i was so afraid of being nothing that i... chose my priorities wrong. you know, i've kept your contact information, even... just in case."

• "i changed my number years ago, johnny. to stop the media from bugging me for a comment."

• "just another thing i fucked up," he runs a hand through his hair. "sorry, i don't mean to be all self destructive." he pauses, and eyes you down. you yourself aged well too, fine lines and trickles of grey hair peeking through your uniform hat. johnny chuckles dryly as his eyes focus on the little details. "you look just as beautiful as the day you left me."

• "don't do this," you quietly plead, eyes now feeling wet and face feeling hot. "not now. not after all this time."

• "i..." he swallows again, now averting his eye contact. the pause is long, and you almost considered walking away before he speaks up again. "i got married, by the way, though i'm sure you saw... in the news."

• "i haven't." johnny shoots a dubious look at you, then realizes you probably avoided his name like the plague in news articles.

• "my wife runs the army. my daughter is commander."

• "daughter?" now it was your turn to frown.

• "cass... cassandra?" johnny explains, though you sense a hint of shame in his tone. "cassie."

• "didn't strike you for a family man." the irony stings when it slips past your lips.

• "i didn't either," he wipes his face. "but i realized... far too late... that what i wanted more than a legacy for myself was a legacy for my family. i wanted my efforts to mean something. i wanted to better the world with more than just shitty movies."

• just as your turn rose to frown, now you couldn't help but let out a chuckle yourself. "your movies weren't shitty," you reply, smiling weakly. "i liked them."

• "no you didn't," his grin is teasing, and you notice just how deep his smile lines were. "no need to lie."

• "honest to god," you hold a hand up, swearing. "they were a nice escape from reality."

• his lips turn into a fine line. maybe your choice of wording was more painful than intended. his fists clench and unclench and you watch his mouth fight to get more words out.

• "i wish..." the always confident actor couldn't bring himself to look at you. "i wish i had grown up sooner, you know." johnny could be digging a dangerous hole, but he didn't care in the moment. he felt young again, nostalgic. "we could have had a life like this together, like you want... wanted."

• "you have that now," you get defensive, trying to put a barrier between his words and your heart. "a wife, a kid, a good job. you got what you wanted."

• "but it's not with you."

• whether it was dread or excitement, your heart flutters. was it really true that after all this time, he still wanted you, missed you like you missed his mature self? your thoughts of what could've been claw their way into your mind, and you feel hazy. your eyes wander around his form again, taking in his impressive physique, kind eyes, mature outfit... stopping at the ring finger. your breath feels sucked from your lungs when you pull yourself back to reality.

• "maybe in another life," you propose, a weak shrug tugging at your shoulders. "but i hope you know i don't... i don't regret what we had. our story, though, ended twenty six years ago, johnny. you're in a new chapter, enjoy it, okay?"

• the rejection at his desperation feels like a gunshot to the chest, like he could just die then and there. yeah, he had roots here, but if you had just asked him to run away with you, lord knows he'd consider it. but you wouldn't ask him to do such a thing, when he's finally got his shit figured out.

• another coworker enters the long hallway, entranced in their task that tears both of your attentions away from the heavy conversation. you know even still that his reputation is important, on screen and now off, too. so, you abandon the conversation as it stands, not giving johnny a chance to agree to your request and spin on your heel, returning to your own assignment and leaving him to his own. your head is down as you hug the papers, wishing to forget that you work with your ex-soulmate. it's an impossible task, really, when you catch his lingering cologne and scent on your body from his hold. that scent didn't change, either.

• johnny feels frozen in place, afraid to move and lose the moment where it stands. he watches you until you turn the corner, and listens for your footsteps until there isn't a trace of them anymore. his heart feels... heavy.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #mk11 #marley writes ☆

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cheesus-doodles · 1 month

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pls i need more yan south scenarios hes underrated 🙏

explored South's personality around his darling a bit more, hope this is alright anon! feel free to send in another ask if you have something more specific in mind!

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South would definitely be one of the few yanderes who aren’t afraid to expose you to their violent side right from the start - you would have absolutely no question who you were dealing with. This boy has always been rather temperamental and prideful, growing up in a favela and being taught from a young age that violence equaled getting rewards and incentives only helped to stroke his temper and cruelty even further. The only way of life he had ever known is extreme brutality.

And he was still the same cutthroat man when you stumbled across him resting in a side alley, covered in blood. No doubt you were pretty horrified at the sight, not being very used to seeing that much blood on the external of one person, and of course you couldn't have known that it wasn't his blood that was splattered all over him. Which would lead to you starting to panic and offering to call him an ambulance, a normal reaction by any one with the tiniest ounce of sympathy (according to you), but this was all much to South's annoyance. He had already had a long day no matter how much he enjoyed beating others to an inch of their lives, he was tired and he was having a break.

A break that you so rudely interrupted. One very mean look and a loud “huh?!” was enough to have you fleeing in fear from the delinquent, but not before you left him a cold drink for any potential pain.

Yet after South had a chance the turn the situation over in his head after everything died down, the mere fact that you had dared to approach him - a very obvious fierce-looking foreigner with large tattoos (!!) down one side of his face - because you were concerned about him being covered in blood that you didn't even know was his. It was intriguing. And the more he thought about it, the more fascinated he became. Were you not scared of him? No, you definitely were, but then why approach him?

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You became a mystery that this delinquent couldn't stop thinking about, that he absolutely had to solve, and even if finding you was a right hassle because of how little South had to go on, he was determined to do it. You weren't really given an option to say no when you were dragged out of the canteen by your arm, and even the teachers were too frightened to stop South from straight up kidnapping you from your own school.

The first thing you could bring yourself to ask him wasn't where you were going or what he wanted with you; rather all you wanted to know was if he was feeling better from the previous day. And this tattooed delinquent couldn't help but burst into laughter. You were adorable - a certain innocence to the world that he hasn't experienced since he was but a babe. Sure you knew to be fearful of him, and that he was bad business to be around, yet that still didn't stop you from being concerned.

South decided on the spot that you would be his, though in what capacity he hasn't quite settled on. It would just be nice to have someone who would fawn over him, he supposes, someone who he didn't really have to worry about trying to overpower him.‎

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Even with all his upbringing and bloodthirsty personality, South still does remember the softness and love that he experienced briefly during his childhood from his mother, and that would be enough motivation for him to at least try and win you over without jumping straight to his tried and tested method. Rationalises this as not him going soft, but more so because you clearly were a very fragile person and wasn't built to take blows like he was. Tries his best to show you his good side, bringing you small gifts (mostly stolen from the other delinquents that he beat), taking you on walks and dates in the middle of the school day, attempting to get you to warm up to him.

Though this is not quite entirely out of a good heart, of course. This boy loves more than anything to eat home-cooked meals, and it doesn't quite matter if you can or want to cook - you will be learning how to and you will be cooking for him. Would rather you do it because you wanted to for him (because a hearty meal would come out of willingness and not force, South believes).

South doesn't bother hiding his gang affiliations, his time in juvie or really anything from you; in fact, he is quite proud of his past, doesn't see anything wrong. Drags you to fights so that you can watch him met out beatings right and left, and you were always there at meetings, sitting not far from South but usually doing your own thing, trying to ignore what is being discussed. Fortunately for his poor victims, you usually are able to stop before he kills anyone with his fists, but it's never a pretty sight.

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The upside is that if you comply and do find a friend in South, you always have someone watching your back. Never having to worry about your safety with South's shadow over you, you can be sure that this boy will always be there when you need him to be. The blond-haired boy is grateful for your food, and he'll be sure to repay that back in kindness towards you.

The downside: he has no qualms in lashing out at you the moment you step out of line. South does try his best to keep it verbal rather than physical; it's like him giving you a chance to correct yourself before he does, keeping in mind that you were a mere civilian. But that hasn't stopped him from following through if you don't and his short temper boils over. Nothing as extreme as a punch or a beatdown like what delinquents get from him, but even a twist of your arm or a slap is enough to shake you to your bones and cause severe pain.

You aren't allowed to run away from him even if you're shaking and crying, forced to stand there next to him tendering to your bruised arm or swelling cheek - he wants to see it all. The fear, the denial, the acceptance that there was no where to run to and that you belonged to him, and finally the submission that settles into your eyes. Of course he'll prefer if you didn't freeze in fear every time you noticed him in the corner of your eyes, but he rather not have to risk trying to find someone as amusing and adorable as you all over again.

You should have known better than to even approach him to begin with, after all.

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The bunny's keeper - Chapter 1

@ladycheesington <3

Levi x fem! reader.

Modern AU, fluff, romance, falling in love, Levi has tattoos and piercings, bad boy Levi, protective Levi.

The story: After a chance meeting, you and Levi fall helplessly for each other. With not much money between the two of you, you get creative with your lives and find happiness and joy in the smallest of things. While you're trying to make it in the writing world, Levi is repairing vehicles at his workshop and also doing some other jobs on the side. Erwin is starting a group that most would call a gang, but the aim is to help others and hurt the bad. Levi is a member and Erwin's righthand man. Your relationship with Levi goes through some scary and hard times, from Levi getting hurt, running out of money, stalkers and rival gangs. The two of you stick together and work things out as a strong couple. When the money starts pouring in, you both stay humble, but Levi tries to spoil you as much as possible.

In this chapter: You and Levi meet for the first time and sparks instantly fly. Levi takes you on a cute romantic date.

Part 2

Massive thank you to @ladycheesington for helping me flesh this story out and helping with the side plot of Erwin and how the gang started <3

University was coming to an end and you couldn’t wait for it. After everything you’d been through, you’d had enough. The friends you made in your first year turned out to be terrible people by the end of it all, they were just two-faced and used your kindness. The man who chased you romantically and became your boyfriend was a liar, it turned out you were the mistress and he had a long-distance girlfriend. You felt exhausted by it all, the only good things were you had one really good friend not from the university and you did great with your degree.

Even though you knew you were walking out with a great degree, you didn’t have many jobs lined up. You wanted to write and the only job you could get was editing a pretty crap reporting website online, but the pay was okay and your soon-to-be boss seemed nice. So, it wasn’t too bad, but it meant another couple of years of struggling with money until you worked your way up the ranks or wrote a book.

Today you wanted a break from the noise of it all, which meant a nice lunch with your close friend Erwin was needed. You made your way across campus to Erwin’s business. You weren’t really sure what Erwin did, only that it was odd jobs for people and you didn’t question it because he was a wonderful sweet man. Erwin helped you through so much and was an incredible friend to you.

The closer you got to Erwin’s place of work the more your heart raced, not because you were seeing Erwin but because of a man sitting on his motorbike in front of the building talking to your friend. The bike was an old-school beautiful piece that was black with the melt polished so wonderfully. This man cared deeply for his bike.

He was of average height, but the rest was far from average. His slightly messy raven hair looked so soft just like his black eyelashes. He had a piercing on his lip, eyebrow and ears and you were sure there was one on his tongue, but it wasn't easy to see. He had tattoos on his neck and you were sure he had more, but he wore a leather jacket and gloves which covered him up. His trousers were tight on his thick muscular legs and the biker boots were the tip of the iceberg of sexy on him.

You gripped the strap on your side bag tightly as you felt a surge of arousal inside you. Erwin shouting your name made your heart skip a beat because the biker’s eyes landed on you. His eyes were so beautifully intense as they captured you. You smiled as best as you could, but you were sure you looked stupid. You didn’t know the biker’s heart was racing as fast as yours. A blush was consuming his cheeks as he admired you and how damn beautiful and cute you were.

You smiled at Erwin when you reached him. “Hey, I came because I was wondering if you wanted lunch.”

Erwin placed his hand on your shoulder. “Would love to have lunch. Can my friend come too?”

You stared at the biker to see his eyes had been on you since the moment Erwin brought his attention to you. “Sure thing.”

“This is Levi, he’s a good friend. Levi, this is my lovely friend from university.” He introduced you with a kind smile. “Be nice Levi.”

Levi put his helmet down and offered his gloved hand. “Tch, hi.”

You shook your hand. “Hello. I love your bike, it’s beautiful. I can tell you look after it.”

He blushed hard. “Th-thanks. It’s important to me. I uh…fixed it together myself, it was in scraps when I first bought it.”

You circled the bike. “This looks brand new. You have a talent.” You locked eyes with Levi and felt that fire again between the two of you. “Mm.”

He tilted his head a little. “I’m good with my hands.”

You squeaked a little and looked away from him. “A-Ah, lunch.”

Levi held back a smirk. “Cute.”

Erwin chuckled. “We can walk to our favourite place.”

You stood at Erwin’s side and nodded. “Sounds great.”

Erwin led the way and kept you at his side, but on your other side was Levi. Being in the middle of two handsome men was fantastic. Erwin was this big guy in a nice suit but had few tattoos. Erwin was a tamed-looking bad boy. Levi was this out-in-the-open bad boy, but it seemed there was a softness to him. It was hard not to stare at Levi because he was so dreamy and you felt this pull towards him. Your cheeks burned when you saw he was looking at you. A tiny smile from him made you gasp and look away.

Levi reached over towards you before quickly yanking you against his body as a person on a bicycle flew past. He growled sending a rumble through you. The wonderful scent rolling off him was intoxicating, he smelt so wonderful. He huffed in annoyance. “Fucking idiot.”

Erwin glared at the cyclist. “I hope he skids and slams into a wall.” He glanced down at you. “Are you okay? It’s a good job Levi is quick.”

You turned your head away from Levi’s chest and nodded. “Mm, I’m okay.”

Levi didn’t want to let you go because you felt so good against him, your scent was sweet, your body warm and your curves were sexy. He clenched up a little before releasing you. “Good.”

Erwin smiled when he saw the looks you and Levi were exchanging. “We’re close to our lunch spot.”

You felt your cheeks burning as you walked with the two men. Once the lunch spot came into view, you hurried ahead and went inside. You needed just a little bit of space from the men because you didn’t think your heart could take much more. You picked a spot and released a long sigh, but your relaxation didn’t last long because Levi sat right next to you and Erwin sat opposite.

Levi picked up the menu and looked it over. “Everything is cute-themed.” He looked over at you. “This something you like?”

You giggled. “Ask Erwin.”

Erwin put the menu down. “What can I say? I like pretty things.”

Levi glanced over at you. “I suppose that explains why you keep this one around.”

You flinched at his words. “Huh?”

Levi blushed and avoided your gaze. “I know what I want.”

Erwin smirked. “That’s good. Do you also know what you want to order?”

Levi groaned before ruffling his hair. “Tch, I don’t think you’re here for the food. You’re here for the owner of this café.”

“What if I like both?”

You giggled at their cute exchange. “You’re good friends.”

Erwin smiled. “We are.”

You and Erwin perked up when the pretty owner came over, she was very curvy with cute tattoos. The dress she wore was adorable and the thigh-high socks squeezed her thighs. You always liked her, and she was probably your only other friend. You waved to her as you grinned. “Hi, Kay.”

She waved at you. “Hi.” She gazed at Levi. “Who is this? Is he your boyfriend? When were you going to tell me you had a good-looking boyfriend? He looks badass. You two make such an adorable couple. You’re soulmates, I can sense it.” She saw Levi was bright red and then he was hiding his face. “Oh…I have made things awkward or maybe I have started something.”

Erwin chuckled. “I think you’ve started something.” He said all the orders and smiled at Kay. “I also have one last thing and it is the most important.”

Kay leaned over. “Really? What is it?”

He smiled a bit. “Your number.”

Kay blushed hard. “Do you mean it?”

He nodded. “I’ve been dying for your number for a while now and to take you on a date.”

She flicked a page in her notepad, scribbled down on it and ripped the page. “Here. I look forward to our date.” She noticed you and Levi were staring. “I’ll get your food and drink.”

You hummed a laugh as she hurried away. “Treat her well, Erwin.”

Erwin tapped Kay’s number on his phone. “Like a Queen.”

The two men chatted for a while and you just listened to them talk. Kay returned with the food and stayed for a while to talk to Erwin. As you ate your lunch, Levi kept looking over at you with a blush. You smiled a little at him and decided to talk to him because it seemed like he was desperate to say something, he just didn’t know what or how.

You turned to Levi with your milkshake in your hands. “So, have you and Erwin been friends a while?”

“Yeah. How about you?”

You nodded. “Yeah, I met him about a year ago. I was having a bad time at uni and I kind of ran into him. He’s a great friend.”

“He is.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Any romantic feelings?”

You shook your head. “No, it is pure friendship.”

He fiddled with his glass as he thought over what he wanted to say next. “Are you seeing anyone?”

You felt your cheeks burn and a tingle go through you. “No.”

He locked eyes with you. “Do you want to?”

“What…what do you mean?” You were hoping he meant him, but it wasn’t obvious.

He gulped a little. “I meant…uh…you know…I’m single and you’re single.” He groaned a bit. “Sorry, this fucking sucks. I’m so shit.” He let out a long sigh. “I think you’re incredibly pretty. You’re cool, kind and sweet. I just…I want to keep you…”

“Keep me?”

“Around! I uh…shit…”

You nibbled your lip. “I’m happy for you to keep me.”

He gazed at you with a strong blush. “Really?”

“Yes. Can I give you my number?”

He fumbled with his phone and opened the contacts. “Y-Yes.” He blushed. “S-sorry my phone isn’t expensive. I just…I buy what I can afford…I umm…I’m sorry I’m poor.”

“Money doesn’t matter to me.” You smiled sweetly. “I’m a university student. I don’t have any money and I don’t mind if you don’t. All that matters to me is you like me and I like you, also we treat each other well. No, using each other or cheating.” You got nervous. “I’m the only one you’re dating.”

Levi frowned. “Did someone date you while they were with someone else?”

You nodded. “My ex. He dated me and was with someone else at the same time. I never knew.”

“Tch, what a piece of shit. He should have his dick and balls cut off. That is no man.”

You giggled. “You’re cute.”

“Th-thanks.” He looked up at Erwin. “You heading out?”

Erwin smiled a bit. “Yeah, Kay and I are going out on a date. It means you two can get cosy.”

You stood up and smiled a bit. “I probably should go home as I have a few essays to finish.”

Levi stood with you. “I can drive you back. I have two helmets.”

You smiled. “Thank you. I’d love that.” You waved to Erwin. “Have fun.”

Levi escorted you out of the café and down the road. He wanted to hold your hand but wasn’t sure if he should and felt so nervous. He talked with you the whole walk back to his bike, everything you said fascinated him. Even though he looked like a punk rocker bad boy and you a sweet little bunny of a woman, you both shared so much in common with each other. You managed to make each other laugh so hard.

He opened his side bag on his bike and pulled out the spare helmet. “This okay?”

You nodded. “It’s cool.”

He blushed hard. “I’ll make you a cute one if we stay as a couple. I…I want to. This sounds odd saying this, but I just feel so drawn to you.”

You placed your hands on Levi’s. “Me too. I like you a lot. You’re so damn handsome. I bet the tongue piercing feels nice.”

Levi’s eyes widened. “What?”

You yanked the helmet out of his hands and put it on your head. “N-nothing. I’m ready to go.”

He sat on his bike and put his helmet on. “Sit behind me and hold on tightly. Okay?”

You sat down and wrapped your arms around Levi. “Yes.”

Levi smiled when you squealed in delight at him racing off. He weaved around traffic and listened to your instructions for your address. Going fast was fun, but at the same time, he wanted to slow down so you could spend as much time as possible together. When you mentioned where to pull up, his heart sank in his chest because it meant his time with you was over.

You slipped off the back of Levi’s bike and pulled the helmet off. You grinned at Levi. “That was so much fun. Can we do that again sometime?”

He nodded at you and took his helmet off so he could gaze at you. “I would love that.”

You put the helmet in the bag. “You know, I don’t want to leave.”

Levi gazed at you. “I don’t want you to leave either.” He reached over and took your hand. “These feelings in me are confusing and exciting.” He lifted your hand and kissed. “You’re so sweet, kind and funny.” He pulled you closer and looked up at you. “I’ll organise the best date ever, I swear.”

You giggled. “I’m so excited. I just want to be with you and spend time with you.”

He leaned up and kissed you taking you both by surprise. He pulled back as a blush spread on his cheeks. “Uh.”

You giggled. “Did you just?”

He shoved his helmet on and grabbed the handles of his motorbike. “Mm.”

You reached over and pulled his helmet off. “I liked it.” You leaned closer and kissed his cheek. “I like you. I’ll see you soon.”

He gazed at you with adoration in his eyes. “Yeah.”

You placed his helmet back on before stepping back. You wave to him with a sweet smile. “Bye.”

Levi waved at you as he felt like he was in a daze. “Bye.”

You put on an outfit you love but also something to fluster and grab Levi’s attention. You knew that you were going on the back of Levi’s bike, so you made sure that you wore something cute but something you could ride in. Since parting with Levi, you had texted and called each other nonstop. A strong and passionate romance was blossoming between you and Levi. Those around the two of you would comment on how it seemed like you were soulmates.

The two of you thought about the one single kiss all the time, you both wanted more but you didn’t get a chance to meet up. So, today was the first official day of seeing him again and having a date. As you finished getting ready, a tingle of pleasure shot through you when you heard the wonderful deep rough sound of Levi’s bike. He was early.

You grabbed your bag, hopped around as you yanked on your boots and then raced out of your apartment to go see him. With a quick bye to your roommate, you made your way down the stairs, flew out the front door and landed in Levi’s arms. You squealed in delight at finally being with the man you knew deep in your very bones was going to be your forever.

Levi dropped you on your feet and blushed at how pretty you were. He longed to see you and the texting and calls were not enough. If Levi had a tail, it would be wagging hard at seeing you again. He was just so happy to have you in his arms. “You look so pretty.”

“Thank you.” You nibbled your lip. “You look so handsome.”

“I uh…I look okay, thank you though…” He flinched. “Oh, I got you something.” He opened his side bag and pulled out a helmet with chibi rabbits on. “This is for you.”

You gasped in delight and admired the cute helmet. “I love it.” You hugged it against you. “Thank you so much.” You moved closer to him. “Can I kiss you?”

“R-Really!?” He cleared his throat as he felt embarrassed that he’d gotten a bit loud. “I would love…like a kiss.”

You placed the helmet on his bike seat before walking right up to Levi. You linked your arms around Levi’s neck and smiled at him. You tilted your head and pressed your lips against Levi’s. You hummed in happiness when Levi wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you against him. The two of you slotted together so perfectly. Your heart raced when you felt his hot tongue on your lip. You parted your lips and moaned as his tongue slipped into your mouth. A shiver went through you when you felt his hot tongue with a piercing move against yours.

You pulled back and hummed. “Your piercing feels nice.”

“I’m glad you like it. If you don’t, I can take it out.”

You shook your head and lightly touched the piercing on his lip. “I adore all your piercings.”

He hummed. “Well, you haven’t seen all of them.”

You blushed. “Huh?”

He went bright red. “N-nothing! Shall we go?”

You pulled your helmet on. “Yes. I’m excited.”

“Me too.”

You waited for Levi to sit on his bike correctly before you sat behind him and hugged him tightly. A little squeal escaped you as he drove off and started weaving through traffic. You had no clue where you were going, but it was exciting. As he drove you started to recognise the place around you, it seemed like you were close to Erwin’s office as well as the workshop where Levi repairs cars and bikes.

Levi drove past where he worked and kept going further until he reached an apartment block. He pulled up and parked the bike. “We’re here.”

You slipped off the back. “Where is here?”

He pulled his helmet off and sighed. “Um, it’s my place but we’re not going into my apartment.” He climbed off and sorted out the helmets before grabbing a bag. “We’re going to the roof.”

You grinned. “Sounds exciting.”

“I’m glad you’re happy.” He escorted you to the fire escape and then lifted you to the beginning part. He jumped up after you and began climbing up the stairs with you. “Are you okay with heights?”

You hummed. “I’m okay.”

“I’m glad.” He got to the last part and looked up. “I will go first and then I’ll help you up after.”

“Thank you.”

He climbed up the ladder before turning and offering his hand. “Come on.”

You giggled and started climbing up after him. “This is such a fun mystery.”

Levi pulled you up and onto the roof. “I set up a nice little area.”

As soon as Levi turned you saw the amazing setup. A little fort had been set up by him. A gazebo-like structure was the structure of it and then a waterproof cover covered the top. Fairy lights were hooked up to create a pretty lighting so you could see when it got dark. There was a stove to cook things, but it wasn’t lit yet. It seemed he had used this place before to be alone, but now it was a place for him and you.

Levi stumbled closer to it. “It’s not the best, but I tried to assemble something. I don’t have much money, so the quality of food probably sucks…”

You leaned up and kissed his cheek. “Levi, I’ve been a university student for three years. I lived on cheap food all that time. I love that kind of food. Besides, it teaches you to be creative and it is fun!”

He smiled at you. “Yeah, yeah it does.”

“Besides…” you walked to the front of the little fort to see blankets, cushions and pillows “this looks super fucking cosy. I get to cuddle up with you in here for hours. I think that is the best date ever!”

He moved over to the front and slipped his shoes off. “I even got us entertainment.”

You took your shoes off and climbed in. “Oh yeah?”

He pointed to the buildings across. “Apartments and business buildings. We can people watch.”

You gasped. “Oh, I love that!”

“I love.” Levi gasped and stopped himself from finishing off his sentence. “Ah, do you want uh…a drink?”

You grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around you. “Love one.”

He opened a cooler and pulled out two diet cokes. “Here.”

“Thank you.” You gazed at the can. “I’m surprised that it’s not booze.”

He played with his can. “I didn’t want you to think I was just getting you drunk, you know? You’re important to me. I want us to be sober on our first date and enjoy each other’s company.”

“It’s a nice change.” You shuffled closer and leaned against Levi. “This is perfect.”

Levi’s heart fluttered in his chest. “I’m glad. Shall I put some music on?”

You nodded and pulled the blanket off you a little and put one side around Levi. “Please.”

Levi put some music on and then snuggled with you under the blanket. “Let me know when you want to eat. I’ll cook something up.”

“You’re the best.”

A blush spread over his cheeks. “Oh, I don’t know about that…but thank you.”

You pressed yourself against him and settled nicely against him. “You’re so lovely and warm.”

“You too.” He hummed. “Can I put my arm around you?”

“Yes.”

He wrapped his arm around you as soon as you permitted him. He gave you a little squeeze and looked out at the building across from you. “Those suits can’t be comfortable.”

You hummed a laugh. “I always wondered about that with men. I mean, a man in a nice suit is sexy but wearing it all day must be a pain.” You looked up at Levi. “What do you wear for work? You’re a mechanic right?”

He blushed. “Jeans normally. A Jumpsuit is useful, but I tie it around my waist. I also do jobs on the side with Erwin. I like the work I do with Erwin. For that job, I wear long-sleeved black shirts and jeans.”

Your eyes sparkled. “Tight long sleeves?”

“Yes?”

You hugged Levi. “I bet you look so sexy.”

Levi shivered. “I ah…maybe.”

You looked up at him. “I think you’re so handsome and sexy.”

“I think you’re incredible. You’re so pretty, cute and sexy.” He leaned down and kissed you. “I adore you.”

“I adore you.” You reached towards him and lightly touched the earrings on his ear. “So nice.”

“Thanks. I’m sorry, but I just want to keep kissing you.”

You giggled. “I’d be happy with that. I want it too.”

Levi smiled before crashing his lips against yours. He nipped your lip before pushing his tongue into your mouth. The two of you moaned in delight as you felt the tingle and the heat between the two of you. The fire that Levi and you shared was addictive and hypnotic. You couldn’t get enough of each other and always wanted to be together. You didn’t want to rush things, but the two of you were so perfect for each other and had such a bond that there was no use fighting what you had.

You flopped back onto the covers and giggled as you looked up at Levi. “Cute.”

Levi leaned over you. “I’m cute?”

“Very.”

He hummed. “Well, if it’s a good thing then I am cute.” He leaned down and kissed you. “I can’t believe you want to be with me.”

You cupped his face. “How can I not?” You went to pull him down for a kiss but shouting caught your attention. You looked over at the building across to see two women shouting at a well-dressed man. “What in the world?”

Levi shifted off you, lay on his side next to you and placed a hand on your tummy. “Looks like a fight of lovers. He’s been having an affair maybe?”

You hummed. “I think you’re right.” You gasped as an idea struck you. “Or, she saved a precious cookie and one of them ate it. She doesn’t mind they’re shagging, but the cookie is everything.” You gasped and put on a voice for the woman. “Jason you know very well how much those cookies mean to me! They are my life-givers.”

Levi chuckled and played along. “Thing is my darling, cookies seem to disappear around me! The closer I get to one the more it slowly disappears.”

“Well, I say that makes no sense! The cookie was my cure.”

Levi squeezed you. “It’s the government! They did this to me?”

“They made you a cookie destroyer?”

“Yes!”

“How awful. I’m sorry, but I can’t be with someone who destroys cookies. I love them too much.”

Levi gasped. “Oh, the horror of it all! The government takes away my cookie love and wants to destroy me!”

You laughed hard. “This was fun.”

Levi smiled down at you. “It is.” He thought about the gang and criminal work he did for Erwin. “What would you do if the government was after me?”

You hummed in thought. “I would hide you and protect you.”

“Really? You’d do that for me?”

You nodded. “Of course.” You reached up and lightly touched his cheek. “I’d look after you.”

Levi felt his heart race and his cheeks burn. He leaned down and hid his face in the crook of your neck. “That makes me happy.”

You reached up and played with his hair. You rolled a little to face him and wrapped your other arm around him. “I want you to be happy.”

Levi hugged you for a moment before pulling back and seeing your eyes were closed. He thought it was adorable how you felt so relaxed and comfy with him that you had fallen asleep. He snuggled against you again and drifted off into a light sleep as well. As time went on, Levi was awoken by a rumble. Once he opened his eyes, he saw rain was coming and it was due to a storm. The shelter he had built was perfectly safe for you both.

He leaned up and watched the rain while he made sure he held you close. When you started waking up he knew that he had to move you inside. “Sweet bunny lady?”

You opened your eyes and hummed. “Levi?”

He smiled down at you. “The rain is pretty bad. We should head inside. We don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

You sat up and ruffled your hair. “I’d love to go into your place. We can have dinner there, right?”

“Yeah.”

You smiled. “Allow me to cook.”

“Sure!” He packed up everything to make sure it stayed dry. He turned the lights off and then grabbed your bag for you. “We’ll go through the door instead of the fire escape.”

“Lead the way.”

He grabbed your hand and ran across the roof with you as you both giggled in delight. He fumbled with his keys, unlocked the roof access door and yanked you inside. He panted a bit on the stairs before looking down at you to see you were wet, water was trickling down your pretty face and breasts. He felt a hunger inside him and gulped hard.

You shivered a little. “Cold.”

Levi flinched. “Ah, sorry.” He pulled you down the stairs until he got to his floor. He unlocked his front door and paused. “Just to warn you…”

You caressed his cheek. “Don’t be sorry. You shouldn’t be sorry for your financial situation. You are perfect. I fell for you because of how fun and wonderful you are. I don’t give a shit about money. Today’s date has been the best I’ve ever been on. Who the fuck needs those stupid fancy restaurants. I’m a girl who loves a fat burger, or a massive pizza, or a huge serving of ramen.”

Levi smiled. “I love all those.” He pushed the door open. “Come on in.”

You slipped into his small apartment and fell in love. It was simple with a cute clean kitchen. He didn’t have a sofa, but he did have lots of soft cushions and a blanket in front of a small coffee table that he must have used as a dining table. The tv was small but you didn’t need anything big. You had one that was bigger and a gaming system, which would fit perfectly here. In the far corner with a room divider hiding it a bit was a nicely made bed, but there was no bed frame. His bed was just a double mattress with the softest-looking duvet and pillows. The only door you saw must have gone to his bathroom.

You loved how he had a fair few windows, one was to the fire escape that looked like Levi often used to leave his apartment. “This is so cute.” You slipped your shoes off and jacket. “Could I borrow some clothes? I’m a bit wet.”

He nodded and made his way to a wardrobe. He grabbed a shirt of his and jogging bottoms. “Will these be okay?”

You gasped in delight. “Gimmie! Yes!” You took them from him and bounced on the spot. “Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome. I’ll get some drinks for us.”

You hurried to his bathroom and changed into the new clothes. You adored how they smelt of Levi, but parts of them were tight. The bottoms were a tad snug on your thighs and bum, but loose elsewhere. The top was tight over your breasts, but big on the rest of you. You still loved his clothes on you and thought you looked nice.

As soon as you hurried out of the bathroom Levi was in awe of you. Levi couldn’t believe how adorable you looked. He moved closer to you and cupped your face. “You look so adorable.” He kissed you and hummed. “So sweet.”

You whined a bit. “I wanna hug you, but you’re soaking wet.”

Levi kissed the end of your nose. “I want cuddles. So, I will change.”

“You okay with me cooking?”

“Sure. Help yourself to what I have.”

You checked what he had and it was just perfect for you. You were going to make some tasty ramen. You put together some noodles in water. As everything bubbled away you boiled two eggs and cut up some veg to add to it. You hummed a song to yourself and felt comfortable like you were meant to be here with Levi.

Levi gathered up the clothes and hung everything up to dry. He glanced over at you and felt his heart swell, you looked so good in his apartment in his things. He walked up behind you and hugged you tightly. “Mm.”

You placed a hand on Levi’s. “You okay handsome?”

He nuzzled the crook of your neck and inhaled deeply. “Mm.”

You giggled. “Am I going to get more from you than mm?”

“Mm.” He sighed your name.

You turned in his arms and kissed him. “Mm.”

He blushed. “That’s my line.”

“Not anymore.” You cupped his face. “What were you thinking about?”

“Just how good you look in my apartment. How I always want to see this.”

You smiled at him. “Well, I like being here.”

He blushed before lowering his head a bit. “Um…dinner smells really good.”

“Thank you.”

He spoke with just a whisper. “I like you so much.”

You leaned up and kissed him. “I like you too.”

He released you. “I’ll set the table.”

“Thank you, handsome.”

Levi shivered a bit. “That a pet name?”

You giggled as you filled the bowls with ramen. “Maybe. “

He sat at the coffee table. “I love them.”

You placed the food on the table and sat with him. “Enjoy!”

Levi leaned over and kissed your cheek. “Thank you for dinner.”

The two of you ate together as you chatted. Once the food was gone, Levi cleaned up before setting up the sitting area with blankets and cushions. The two of you browsed a streaming service and put a movie on as you snuggled closely. As the night went on you both started to get tired. The first to fall asleep was you and Levi took it as a compliment again. He gently lays you down before making his bed for the two of you to share.

He gently woke you up. “Hey, cute little bunny it is bedtime. I can’t image you want to sleep here.”

“I don’t want to go home.”

He hushed you as you got upset. “I meant the floor. I want to help you to bed.”

You sniffed. “Oh, I thought you meant…thank you for letting me stay.”

He helped you to your feet. “I’ll be honest, I don’t want to let you go.”

You hummed a laugh. “Good.” You stumbled to his bed and shifted a little with your bra before whipping it out from under the shirt and plopping it on the floor. “Better.” You sat on the mattress and looked up at Levi. “You don’t mind me sharing the bed, do you?”

“Not at all.” He pulled his shirt off and blushed. “Sorry, I don’t like sleeping with a shirt on.”

You pulled the jogging bottoms off. “I don’t like bottoms, so I guess we make a whole outfit.”

Levi stared at your bare legs. “Mm…”

You slipped under the cover and relaxed. “Comfy.”

“Can I cuddle up to you?”

You nodded. “Please.”

He shifted closer and wrapped his arms around you. “Goodnight.” He softly said your name before kissing your forehead.

You closed your eyes and relaxed. “Mm, goodnight Levi.

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would love to hear your thoughts on perv!bestfriend!bucky 😳😳😳

I wasn't sure which direction I wanted to take this but hear me out 🙈

I'm imagining sharing a flat with Bucky during college because you've been best friends for so long. He's been into you for years but you've never really noticed.

But maybe while you live together, you notice your panties start disappearing from your drawer. All those little lacy pairs you love start to go missing and they turn up a couple of days later back in your laundry basket again. But didn't you put them in the machine days ago? You don't think much of it though. Why would you?

You don't even stop to imagine that Bucky's taking them to satisfy his own perverted needs. You'd never have guessed that they end up back in the wash because he's jerked off into your panties, filling them with all the cum he dreams of pumping into you. It's a nasty cycle for him though because even after they're washed again, he gets off on the thought of you wearing them, not knowing what he's used them for. It's a slippery slope.

The very worst comes when you start to bring your new boyfriend over. Bucky didn't even realise he was capable of that kind of jealousy.

Bucky hates everything about this guy. He hates his smug smile and his stupid car and his ugly tattoos.

Even more than that, Bucky hates how this guy makes you happy. He hates seeing you so caught up in someone who isn't him.

He very quickly learns that seeing you happy should've been the least of his worries. Hearing you with this guy is so much worse.

The first time he heard you and your new boyfriend through the thin bedroom wall, he didn’t quite know what to do.

“That’s it, good girl.” Your partner’s voice was quiet but your moans certainly weren’t. You were whimpering and moaning, your bed creaking with the rhythm your partner had established.

Bucky was beyond jealous but that didn’t stop his cock from showing interest. Fuck, you sounded perfect. Soft little gasps, tiny sighs and lewd whines had him grasping his stiffening length, doing his best to block out any sounds from your partner and just focus on you.

You’d sound this sweet for him. You’d be even more desperate if it were him inside you. You’d beg and plead for him even louder.

Bucky didn’t last long at all, spilling over his own hand with a stifled moan. His release seemed never ending, whispering your name repeatedly in the empty bedroom. You weren’t done though. Neither was your partner. So neither was Bucky.

#asks answered <3 #anon #becca writes spice #yep #that’s that #I chopped my hair this week though!!#I love it so much #and I’m putting an offer in on a different house on Monday #very excited #I like that one #it’s been a good week

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abbysbitch · 1 year

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Piedmont | Ellie Williams (pt.1)

part one

a/n: i hope you guys enjoy, I seriously wasn't even expecting like 10 people to see the announce post but 200 notes? are you kidding? thank you all so much *kisses every one of your foreheads* i hope this lives up to the anticipation, i feel like i didn't do it justice but i dont wanna postpone anymore so have at it

cw: pet names (babe, baby, pretty girl, pretty thing, princess) the TINIEST smidge of a blood kink(reader bites her lip too hard), edging, fingering, cum eating(kinda?) slight angst, making out, prob more that i missed

wc: 4.1K

tags! @acecardly @dani-ellaed1 @sevignyes @nil-eena (if i missed you its because i couldn't find your handle when typing them in)

Ellies always hated you, for arguably no reason.

It’s pathetic really, seems like since the day you guys have met she’s had it out for you- whether it be throwing snarky comments at you or just being an ass in general, it’s always been a competition between the two of you. It’s been years since you've had a somewhat civil conversation with her.

Ellie was just an outright dick to you. Since the time you guys were sent on a mission over a year ago (just the two of you, which Ellie bitched about to Tommy for approximately an hour), she was just awful towards you.

You tried so hard to get her to like you but nothing seemed to work. During socials you’ve tried countless times to get her to engage in even a card game between you, Dina and Jesse and shes always declined. You’d go up and try to start a conversation one time and - to say the least when you went home you cried out of pure frustration.

You didn’t hate Ellie, just hated the way she hated you, for fucks sake you had a crush on her that you couldn’t seem to rid. But who could blame you when she had those gorgeous green eyes and auburn hair that just seemed to frame her face so perfectly when she put it up to get it out of the way. And her tattoo- you’re sure she's caught you staring before. Staring because of how bad you wanted her fingers inside you.

Especially with the way that she carried herself. Careless, and always with such a serious look on her face. Her sarcasm entertained you; of course only from afar.

And god she was just so beautiful.

It hurt, knowing you couldn’t have done anything for her to like you. Not even just a little. Not even just enough to be acquaintances. You would’ve been at least happy with that.

So it seems like just your luck when Tommy asks another favor of you. And just your luck when he invites Ellie to ‘tag along’.

The air was cold, and the bone chilling tension between you two even colder.

It was now around 6pm, and you had gone to the stables to tack up and get ready. Though you weren’t supposed to go out until 7, Ellie had already beat you there. Attempting to break said tension, you shakily start with “Make sure you tie her-”

“I know how to tack a fucking horse.”

Ouch

Obviously it didn’t help anything with the tension and unbeknownst to you it was going to stay that way for a while even as you left the gates of Jackson into the harsh winter of the outside.

You and Ellie keep on the path, looking for anything that was asked of Tommy to bring back. It’s only been 30 minutes of absolute silence and you’re starting to get mad with her stubbornness.What did you do to make her hate you so much? Nobody else seems to have a problem with you, so why does she? To be fair it didn’t matter before, but now that the two of you are in the middle of fucking nowhere and she’s not saying a word, it’s really getting to you.

Not being able to stand it any longer you decide to say something.

“What is your problem with me, Ellie?”

She turns to look at you for just a moment and then gazes back to the path in front of her. God, you just wanted to curl up and die of embarrassment. Of course she wasn’t going to say anything, because she didn’t care enough to have this conversation with you.

Staying silent was the hard part of it all. So desperately did you just want to scream at her for everything she's been to you. She makes you feel like a fucking burden and, duh, it doesn’t feel good. At all.

So many more minutes pass by without a word. The air’s even colder by now, your watch showing the time as half past nine. Goosebumps have spread across your skin and your legs are shaking. Shivering was an understatement. It’s pitch black, making you even more on edge now than you were starting this little assignment. You decide to go off the path in search of a cabin you’ve been in before. For some reason this out of everything else causes Ellie to speak up.

“Where the fuck are you going?” You immediately notice her tones changed completely from the beginning. It was rougher and she sounded like she was genuinely going to snap at you.

“A cabin.” You state flatly.

She looks at you for only a second and then reverts her gaze back to the trail in front of her. You can tell she wanted to say more but kept her mouth shut for your sake, so you indulge.

“It’s getting cold and I want to warm up a little. If you don’t want to follow me, suit yourself, but it’s not on me if Tommy gets all mad.”

She scoffs as she follows you through the overgrown brush that covers the trail, taking interest in the way you pick at the greenery along the way. Why were you so intent on taking all the leaves off the different trees? She wasn’t just looking at you now, she was staring.

And she couldn’t stop.

She watched the way you rode ahead and shook your hair to get it out of your face, watched the way you would drink out of your bottle, watched the way you’d rub your hands together to get rid of the cramps in them. She kept watching- no, staring at you.

You’d be lying if you said you couldn’t feel the eyes on the back of your head. It honestly concerned you. What was she planning to do? Hurt you? Worse? Every bad thought ran through your head within the span of just ten seconds. You were in the middle of nowhere, it was the middle of the night and you’re with someone that absolutely despises you. What couldn’t go wrong? It’d be a perfect place to hide remotely anything, and your mind went to the worst possible option of that being you.

Not feeling the need to mention anything you keep on the trail. At this point you see the cabin a little bit ahead of where you were. You let out a sigh of relief and kept on. As you reach the cabin, you both stall the horses in the small barn nearby and head inside.

“This is an absolute shithole, are you kidding?” Ellie starts, “what is this going to do for us from the cold?” She scoffs as she follows you around the house, surveying it like you two are spending the night there or something, which is far from true.

“Listen, it’ll work for a while and then we can get back out. Can you stop bitching for once and just chill out?” You were getting irritated at this point and she's pushing your limits. Egging you on, wanting to know how much you can really take.

“I’m the one bitching? We wouldn’t even be here if you weren’t such a pussy about the damn cold!”

“Like I said before, chill the fuck out Ellie.” You try to deescalate the situation.

“I’m pretty fucking chill, I just don’t get why we had to stop here, are we not wasting time?” At this point you realize she just likes to argue for fun.

“If you’re so worried about wasting time then go on your own and do this shit! I never asked for you to come with me in the first place!” You are so close to absolutely breaking. You’re so frustrated with her and her shit you could just cry.

“I never volunteered!” She just kept pushing and pushing you, god you hated her so much in this moment.

“Do you know how fucking irritating you are? Ever since I came to fucking jackson you’ve had it out for me for absolutely no reason at all! What the fuck have I ever done to you? Wanna explain or are you just going to keep treating me like shit?” You had finally broke.

You could tell Ellie wasn’t expecting that. She looked taken aback. Good, you hope it got to her like she got to you this whole time.

“Yeah, stay the fuck silent.” Now you’re the one pushing.

She stares idly tracing her tattoo, the tension clearly eating her up alive. She's at a loss for words right now- her mind is blank as she just looks at you. Not saying a single word for what feels like minutes when she finally decides to sigh. She stands up and walks towards you, still silent. You move backwards and she doesn’t let up as you eventually hit the wall with a gasp and she cages you between her arms. “What’re you-” you try, but with the way she was staring into your eyes, with a different look than normal, you found your words to be stuck in your throat. When were her arms so…big? It never hit you how tall she truly was, but now with her towering over you and her so close? As much as you’d want to think of her like that again, right now just wasn’t the time.

Jesus, she groans. And it goes straight to your cunt but you know it shouldn’t.

“I guess I’m upset at the fact I’ve always wanted you and couldn’t have you. Do you know how frustrating it is seeing you make friends so easy? Flirting with Jesse so effortlessly? This whole time I’ve wanted you and you couldn’t have cared less. Never batting a single eye at me. I’ve wanted you since you stepped foot through those gates and its making me fucking crazy.”

“Ellie i-” you try but are immediately cut off by her going,

“I know that’s not what you wanna hear but if I’m being honest I needed to tell you or else the guilt was going to eat me alive. I’m sor-” She shakily breathed out before she was cut off- by you.

Closing the gap at her confession, you captured her lips in an aggressive kiss, making her whine on impact. Using your shaky hands you cup her face, trying to find a way to stabilize yourself and she catches on, slotting her leg right between yours. The sound of your mouths moving was erotic and her actions even more so. She bit at your bottom lip, silently asking you for access, letting out a breathy moan that was followed suit by her licking the same area. Her mouth was absolute bliss and every lick into it had you wanting more. More of her, her noises and her hands as they traveled slowly up and down your sides.

You pull back to catch your breath and she whines at the loss of contact. You stay for a moment, just listening and watching as her chest heaves up and down. Everything in the room is far too hot for your liking and you fix it the only way you know how.

“Take this off, now.” You motion her shirt up and off her figure. Fuck how cold it is outside, you need to feel her bare skin on yours- and god the sight was beautiful. Her toned abs felt so good under your touch, and her arms were veiny in the right spots, it was so unbelievably hot.

As she holds you tight against the wall- bodies directly pressed against each other, you do the same- grabbing the hem of your own shirt and lifting it above and off you. Sliding your hands up her stomach, you lightly yelp as she takes her own on your hips and forces you down on her thigh. Gasping at the contact, you chase after her lips like she did prior, and she groans. Now you’re desperate to hear it again, and again. You crave it.

She takes your hips and moves you across her thigh even harder now, almost as if she's desperate for you. Chasing your high rather than hers, but still for her pleasure. Grabbing at her shoulders as you take it into your own hands, you start grinding on her. God, her thighs were so hard and toned it was giving you just the right amount of friction. Leaning your head back she takes the opportunity to litter kisses and bites all over the exposed skin. You swear you’re in heaven and you’ve barely even started.

“Jesus baby, I can feel how wet you are through my fucking pants. And I haven't even touched you .” she spoke against your neck. Making a mental note at the nickname. You were biting your lip so hard you thought you tasted blood, and the fact turned you on soooo much more.

Ellie kept her assault on your neck, but this time she trailed her hands along your body, stopping at your bra and sighing an, 'is this okay’? Taking your far too fast nod as a yes, she snakes her hands behind your back, snapping the bra off and slowly taking it off you. She threw it to the side and suddenly started to grope you, squeezing your tits and slightly grazing over your nipples as you jumped at her aggressiveness. She was giving you so much but it still wasn’t enough.

“Fuck, you’re so hot.” she says as she starts on your breasts, sucking and biting at the flesh, leaving the area all sensitive and purple, and leaving you even more desperate.

Her threatening gaze stayed on you the whole time she played with your mounds, sending a wave of hot heat straight down to your cunt. The fact she had this effect on you was concerning you, but you were too entranced by her right now to notice any of it.

“Ellie,” you whine after her as she continues the assault on you, moving back up to your collarbone and jawline. She was staring at you like you were her prey, and she was the predator.

“Hm?” she taunts against your ear and just hearing her voice alone made you so wet. God, the hold she had on you was crazy, and you’d barely even started. Even though she was the one that confessed to you just moments prior it seemed as though she was almost in charge of the situation regardless of you pouncing on her.

She had you grinding on her thigh even faster and harder now, pressing you into the fabric so you could get off, even if it was turning you on even more, it still wasn’t enough, you wanted her inside you, so bad. You needed it.

“I- …need more” You manage to say throughout moans and whimpers. Although she had just started, you think she’s already made you dumb. Off her thigh.

And that’s exactly what she wanted from you. To be so fucked out all you could say was her name over and over again, like a mantra coming from your lips, but she didn’t think it’d be so fucking easy nor did she think it’d happen so fast.

“Tell me what you need, baby,” She says, spit dripping down your throat from how much she was sucking on you. Licking it up she brings her head to look at you.

At the words, you pulled her hands from your body and pushed further and further down until reaching the waistline of your pants.

“You’re gonna have to use your words, sweet thing.” She said as she swoops back down between your breasts. You could feel her smirking against your chest and god, she was going to be the death of you.

Being too desperate to be embarrassed you utter, “Ellie just fuck me, please” You were so needy and just needed the smallest amount more from her to teeter you over the edge and straight to your orgasm. “Atta girl.”

She breaks past your waistband and ventures her hand further down until she reaches the part of you that wanted her the most. You gasp at the contact as she starts rubbing close circles on your clit, turning you into putty. Grabbing at her shoulders, you press your lips against hers once again and this time you’re the one licking into her mouth with a different kind of neediness behind it. She notices your legs wobbling and removes her hand from her spot in your pants and grabs your hips to gently move you over onto the couch nearby. Whimpering as your hips chase her hand she chuckles into you, pushing you down lightly.

Panting and trying to catch your breath you start, “Why haven’t you told me sooner Els, we could’ve done this so long ago.” Ellie just stares at you from her place straddling you, watching the way you look into her eyes and watching as your chest rises and falls from the heavy breathing.

“Why does it matter when I have you right here and now, falling apart in front of me?” she says with a smirk and your scoff doesn’t last long before she's on you again, kissing you with more passion than before. The kiss was softer, and wasn’t as rough with you as before. She moved against you so sensually and slowly and it was driving you crazy. "I've wanted this for so fucking long" she spoke against your lips before she slot her hot tongue into your mouth and moaned when she felt your own swirling around it.

With your mouths still connected, she slides her hands down to your hips, grabbing for just a second before she moves down into your pants, slowly sliding them off and leaving them to pool at your ankles. With your panties still on the air hits where you were wet, chilling you for just a second before she breaks away from your mouth with a trail of spit connecting you together.

“You remember that one summer where you, Dina and I went down to the river and swam together for hours,” She started at the same time as her mouth attached to your pulse point.

“Yeah- fuck, why?” you asked between sighs and whimpers. Your brain’s so dumb right now, you barely even recall the situation she’s asking you about.

“That flimsy pink bikini you wore- fuck. You don’t even know how bad I wanted to devour you right then and there,” she kept on, drawing even louder moans from you at her words.

“The first time I saw you in something like that and, shit, I thought you were the hottest girl I’ve ever seen,”

“And now I have you in front of me like this, even more exposed. God, fuck I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Every single thing she said had you wanting her even more, although you couldn’t even say a thing because of how hard she was sucking at every inch of your body. She starts working her way from the base of your neck down to the valley between your breasts sprinkling kisses and bites all over. (and probably hickeys, you were too stupid only off her words to notice.)

“God, you’re so fuckin’ pretty.” As you whine at the words you cover up your exposed breasts with your arms, so overstimulated with the way she’s speaking and touching and kissing you. You’re so drunk off her touch, her voice, so drunk off of her.

“Don't hide from me,” and with that she takes your wrists and pins them just above your head onto the armrest. “I wanna see all of you.” she finishes as she licks down from your neck to your breasts letting out a groan when she looks back up at you with that gaze, your doe eyes meeting hers and she smirks- she fucking smirks.

As she gets closer to where you want- need her most, she starts kissing at the inner parts of your thighs. Biting and leaving marks that are sure to be there for the next couple days reminding you of the things that took place (as if you’d want to forget).

Still soaked from being edged just moments ago, and now even more so with her actions, you plead with her to give you what you want.

“Ellie please, need you s’bad.” You’re whimpering for her touch, where you need her the most.

“Patience princess.” God, you feel like you’re going to die, what makes her take so much pleasure in teasing you and making you wait for more?

She licks your cunt through your panties, eliciting a moan she has to hear again. She bites at the fabric and slowly slides your panties down off your hips and leaves them to gather with your pants as she slides a finger straight through your slit, sighing when she feels and hears just how wet you are, and just from her.

“All this just f’me, babe?” she sighs into your thigh where her head was resting as she thumbed your clit lazily, loving the sounds you and your pussy made.

Continuing to toy with your heat, she starts picking up the pace little at a time, leaving you a whining mess underneath her.

“More please el-” You start but are then cut off as she slips two fingers inside you, scissoring them making you groan lowly.

“I don’t think I caught you, what was that baby?” Babbling nonsense as she hits a particular spot inside you that has you moaning so loudly you take your arm and try to muffle your own sounds with it, biting down so hard you know you’re gonna bruise in the morning.

You can’t handle her teasing but at the same time it feels so good that you bite back whatever you were gonna say in response to any of it. Her fingers plunging in and out of you felt like ecstasy, and you were fucking hooked.

The sounds your cunt was making were obscene and absolutely disgusting. You were so wet and you can’t recall a time someone had ever made you feel this good. Ever. Your slick was leaving onto her forearm and soaking her fingers, slowly making its way onto her tattoo, which you couldn’t peel your eyes off of. The way her arms flexed while she was finger-fucking you was almost hotter than the way she was gazing up at you from her position between your legs.

You were so close on the edge now- riding the wave of white hot pleasure as she thrusts into you harder. And she could tell. Tell how close you were from how hard you clenched on your fingers, your muffled noises coming from above her and the amount of wetness that had already dripped down onto the couch just from her fingering you alone.

Taking your arm away from you she starts, “you’re clenchin’ so hard around me, you gonna come all on my fingers pretty?”

“Mhm, uh-huh” with nothing but incoherent words coming out of your mouth you try to warn, “‘m gonna cum ellie, f-fuck don’t- don’t stop.”

“Cmon baby, cum all over my fingers,”

And as if it were literally on command you cum so hard you swear you see stars, white hot flashes of your climax taking over leaving you loud and breathless, and Ellie loves all of it. “shit, good girl, good fucking girl.”

She keeps on with fucking you with her fingers, letting you ride out your high as much as you possibly can. Moments later, she takes them out slowly, earning a drawn out whine from you as she kisses the inside of your thighs once again.

She takes her fingers that were previously inside you just moments ago into her mouth, sucking and swirling her tongue around them. Although you had just come, you could’ve again just at the sight.

She comes back up to your collarbone and licks a long stripe up to your neck, whispering into it praises as she nips at the skin that is your earlobe.

“God you’re so pretty when you're under me like that,” She says to you- capturing her lips on yours once again. The kiss being messier than ever, feeling her tongue slide into your mouth just to take yours and suck on it-a mix of drool and teeth turning you on even more. Pushing her back onto the couch so you were the one on top of her now, you grab at her hips and start grinding down on her thigh once again. You taste yourself on her tongue and she pulls away just as fast as she had gotten up to kiss you and abruptly goes,

“Wanna feel you on my tongue, fuck i need it, come sit on my face.”

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whorediaries-09 · 9 months

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Hi I'm the last anon that you replied to, and it's absolutely no worries that you prefer not to write Sirius like that! Could I please instead request a fic where the reader is reunited with Sirius after he escapes from Azkaban, he starts cleaning up his appearance but is a bit insecure because he thinks he's not as handsome as he once was, and the reader assures him that he's gorgeous. XO

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pairing- sirius black x reader warning(s)- fluff, (bad humor 💀). (let me know if i should add more) a/n- thank you lovely anon for requesting, and for understanding that i could not write your previous request. luv you and have a great day <3

ps- i made the reader wear specs just cuz i can 😼

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you tuck your stray tendrils behind your ear tucking your lip under your teeth as you mend to a hippogriff's wounds. the sound of the rain patters against your windows synchronized with the flow of the shower water splashing against your bathroom floor.

it's difficult to cure the poor animal when your afraid he's going to brandish his wings at any given time. you squint hard, engrossed with your work when you hear a knock of wood. it startles you, since you're used to living alone.

'i really like this tea,' a voice drawls followed by a clank of metal against the wood of your table. you turn your head around, and your heart skips a beat.

sirius leans his bony hips against your table, in front of you, his hair sopping wet as pellets of water flow down across his tattooed bare chest. there's a towel around his hips which covers most of his intimate area. your stomach prowls with collywobbles as he gazes at you.

'and how do you know?' you question, raising an eyebrow, as you stand up.

'lets see...well maybe because it was i who suggested this tea to you,' sirius says, his bony long fingers tucking his overgrown locks behind his ear. you cheeks feel a rush of warmth as he adjusts his towel around his narrow (and slutty 👹) hips.

'also could you give me some pants?' you breath slowly, your shoulders tensing.

'sure,'

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your hand cups his face as you slowly tend to his wounds and gashes. the physical ones. you cannot fix his mental wounds in one night, but there's a fire inside you which bubbles at fever pitch which urges you to be with him. you want to be with him to remind him he's not a deranged killer on loose. you want to provide him comfort and the love that he needs. you want to be there for him.

'easy wasn't it?' you say as you fix down the last of his wounds.

'yes,' he says. you notice his fingers gripped so tightly around around the scalding cup of tea he holds that his knuckles turn white. you realize your hand his resting on his thigh. you quickly move your hand away and mutter a sorry softly under your breath.

'um, sirius were you uncomfortable that i touched you?' you question as void of guilt bubbles within you. sirius shakes slightly beside you, his shoulders tensing,

'no not really. i think it felt unfamiliar to me,' he says. your heart aches for him, the poor man painted as the villain for the death of his brother and innocent people when in reality he wasn't. he was the boy who had lost the color on his skin and the sparkle in his eyes when he learnt about james' death. he was the boy who went out to find and kill pettigrew when it all dawned upon him. he was the boy who went to prison in the name of his brother. he was the boy who lived 12 years in prison thinking everyone mistrusted him, thinking he was deranged, blaming himself for james' death.

he was the man in front of you who lost his boyhood.

'sirius i'm sorry,' you say.

'what for?' he asks, 'beside when should i leave your house? it'd be of help if you could suggest some place to hide,'

the question catches you off-guard.

'why'd you want to leave?' you ask. your finger slowly trails towards his hand and you adjoin your pinky with his.

'well i'm sure you wouldn't want a crackpot old dog in your house,' he muses, raising his eyebrow.

'and who told you that you're an crackpot, you tosspot?' you question.

'oh so i'm a tosspot?'

'shut up, you're not going anywhere,' you demand, the finger of your free finger wagging in front of him. he smirks,

'oh but dovie, i'm not as much of a ladies man as i was,' he says, breathing slowly leaning close towards your face. you feel his hot breath fogging up your glasses and you back away,

'sure, you hag,' you reply but you don't mean it. there's a slow moment where you stare into his gray eyes, and you realize the thunder of his stormy irises hasn't drowned. the moonlight beaming upon his high cheekbones, wrinkles of age and razor sharp jawline makes him look like a man who aged like fine wine.

you hear buckbeak screech and scratch his talons. you breath softly, your shoulders tensing.

'i think we should really find somewhere else where beaky can live peacefully,' you say, getting up. your palms feel sweaty, and you wipe your hands on your skirt.

sirius hums in agreement, quietly sipping on his tea. you turn on your heels, turning to tend to the hippogriff.

your hand attaches itself to your doorknob and you whisper,

'and for the record, i think you're gorgeous. and always be.' and you're sure you hear sirius choking on his tea at your words as you walk out the room.

#harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #sirius black #marauders #sirius x reader #sirius black smut #the marauders #sirius black x reader #sirius black imagine #sirius black x oc #marauders era #sirius being sirius #sirius black x remus lupin #sirius orion black #padfoot #post azkaban sirius

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skygemspeaks · 8 months

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thoughts on episode 7 of opla!

given that arlong park is supposed to be the climax of the east blue saga, i'm a little tiny bit disappointed with how this episode played out, especially given how standout episode 6 was. some of the disappointment comes from me not liking some of the creative choices they made with it, but some of it is also just the limitations of the medium

emily rudd's performance of nami, especially during the scene where she's stabbing her arlong tattoo, was absolutely phenomenal. all the actors in this show have been doing such an awesome job so far, but at the end of the day, there's no way it can really stand up to the manga and anime versions of this same scene. oda is a masterful artist, and the way he's able to depict such raw despair and grief has always been one of my favourite things about his art. and one of the things about animation is that they're able to exaggerate certain expressions and body language to give more of an emotional impact, in a way that real humans can't really do, so i feel like in some ways, live action is always gonna fall short. so far the live action has been doing a good job of adapting the story in a way that plays to the medium's strengths, but i do feel like this was a rare L for them. and that's not to say the episode wasn't well done! because it really was. i think that in this case it suffers from having to try and live up to the source material.

i'm not sure how i feel about them having nojiko not knowing about nami's plans. i think one thing that i really liked about this arc in the manga was how all the villagers knew nami was trying to buy back the village, but they were being hostile to her because they knew how hard it was to do what she was doing, and if it ever got to be too much for her, they wanted her to be able to turn her back on them without feeling bad. they didn't want her to feel obligated to save them. that's neither here nor there though, and it did open up a chance for them to have a heartfelt conversation and make up.

i've seen some people upset that Hachi wasn't part of the arlong park arc, and i was a little sad we didn't get to see him too, but i do also think that it makes sense as a creative choice. so far when you look at the storytelling choices they've made with this series, a lot of their decisions seem to come from the mindset of "don't assume we're going to get more seasons, but lay down a bit of subtle groundwork just in case we do" and this seems to be one of those choices. in the event that we ever do make it to the sabaody archipelago, hachi is going to become a friend, and it's going to be easier to get the audience on his side if he wasn't one of the antagonists that was enslaving nami's village. in the event that we do get to sabaody, i'm assuming we're gonna get some flashbacks to nami's childhood when he WAS with arlong, but then he left before the canon timeline because he couldn't deal with how awful arlong is? i don't know, but that's just a guess. the manga had the leisure of slowly winning the audience over to his side by the simple fact that we were able to spend so much time with him, he was around for many chapters and we were slowly able to get attached. but the live action is going to have a much more limited run time, so we won't have the time to do it that way. this decision is just a bit of a shortcut. that's my reasoning at least

the flashbacks were well done! i like how sweet genzo seems, and bellemere's actress did a good job. she had big mom vibes. i am a bit surprised that they did actually show bellemere slapping nami. i would've thought they'd cut that out. glad they didn't though!

the prosthetics for the fishmen were AWESOME! i'm so so so glad they decided to go practical effects instead of doing it all with cgi, they look fantastic

i LOVE how they gave arlong park more of a waterpark/amusement park vibe. it calls back to the fact that it's heavily inspired by sabaody park, and that, paired with arlong being very defensive when he perceives that he's being looked down on by humans because he's a fishman, work together to show that all of arlong's behaviour is stemming from a place of hurt, and a lifetime of alienation.

i like seeing helmeppo and koby slowly becoming friends! i was really surprised when helmeppo bought a drink for koby, and then it was pretty funny when koby just couldn't help but blurt out that luffy is garp's grandson. they're growing to become pretty good partners

zeff and garp's conversation was good! loved the mention of jaya, and also i think the two of them make good parallels. both grand/parents to some upstart pirates - one of them trying desperately to cling on to his grandson, the other one having to practically push his son out of the nest. zeff tries to convince garp that sometimes you just gotta let go and let your kid tread his own path, but garp still isn't ready to hear that, and maybe he won't ever be ready to hear that.

#opla liveblog #opla spoilers #opla #one piece #monkey d garp #red leg zeff #sanji #monkey d luffy #nami #nojiko #bellemere #arlong #spoilers #op spoilers #koby #helmeppo #hatchan

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watermelonsugacry · 11 months

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Quick question do the fans know about bandmembers relationship with her father? Like I know she probably keeps it very private but they must’ve found some stuff out. Also have people asked her often like interviewers or anyone really about where her father was since he was never brought up? Seems invasive but I’m sure there would be some interviewers who would cross the line. Anyways love you!!😘😘

She keeps that side of her past VERY private but the fans are like the FBI so of course they find out bits and pieces.

Like they know that her father wasn't present in her life and how she doesn't want him to be in her life anymore. They know he lives a rich life now and has a separate family--the fans were quick to investigate and find out that his new wife and daughters went to one of her shows for her most recent tour. And that YN was kind enough to take a picture with them backstage and sign a little something for them.

The fans know that Penny isn't her biological mother but they don't see or treat her any differently than if she was. The fans LOVE Penny and love how much she loves YN.

There was one time in an interview when they asked about YN's family pretty early on in her career. It was in a group interview before heading off on their first world tour. It was an innocent question that got her worked up:

"And you, YN? How about your parents? Are they coming to the first show as well?" The woman asked in a perky tone before extending the padded microphone in YN's direction.

"Um, well me stepmum is gonna come along," She says from her spot squished in between the boys. "Penny loves the boys and gets real excited whenever she sees them so that should be pretty embarrassing," Seventeen-year-old YN lets out a playfully pained laugh at knowing how Penny gets when she's around the rest of her bandmates. Her stepmum loves to pinch their cheeks like they're in primary school. Hopefully her response was enough to redirect the question.

"And your dad?" The interview lady presses on. "I'm sure he would like to see his little girl making her dream come true."

The term "his little girl" makes her want to cringe. She never considered herself as such. She's still working on her media training, on taming her smart mouth from snapping back, so she tries her best to mask her uncomfortableness with a smile but it comes out strained.

"I'm sure he would."

The boys sensed her uneasiness as soon as the question left the interviewer's mouth. Thankfully, after a stern look from one of their management representatives from behind the camera, the woman quickly moves on to another question.

It became a subject that their management team prohibited any interviewer to ask which she was grateful for. Yet, the subject of her father probably would have come up in her first H*ward S*ern interview or something because we all know he's hella invasive.

"So your father," The horrid interviewer begins behind his microphone and unnecessary sunglasses. "He was a drunk wasn't he?"

It wasn't a question but more of an assured assumption to try to embarrass her. But anyone who knows YN knows that she doesn't take shit--especially when it comes to this host.

"Takes one to know one, huh?" YN counters with a faux furrow of her brows and an innocent tilt of her head.

Fans love to edit the video with close-ups of each of her band members' reactions that sit behind her:

Her guitarist tucks his lips in as he tries to suppress his smile. Her drummer turns his head away and brings his smirk to the ground. The man on keys can't help the snort that comes out of her mouth, quickly slapping a hand over his mouth. And her bassist just has his tattoo-covered arms folded across his chest, nodding his head with a proud smirk resting comfortably on his lips.

"I love this girl," Howard shakes his head with a laugh. "So I'll take that as a yes. So with that, I assume he was a bit abusive too? I mean, every pop star has to have some type of trauma to be able to be as successful and talented as you."

"Oh, Howard," YN shakes her head in return, a genuine laugh tumbling past her lips. A gorgeous smile graces her face that can make any person weak in the knees. "Your logic is truly one of a kind. Um, I mean, he wasn't the best father out there. But I honestly wouldn't be where I am today if it wasn't for me mum. She was both parents combined and she's just the most amazing woman in the world."

"And Penelope wouldn't happen to be single and interested in, I don't know," The older man waves his hand in front of him, a sickening smirk on display. "A handsome, successful interview host?"

"Yeah, sure." YN nods sincerely at the suggestion. "Know any?"

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ballblender · 11 months

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Could you write for KNB where gn reader has tattoos that are usually covered up with their school uniform and during the summer vacation training at the beach everyone gets to see them?

Not sure which school you wanted me to write for, so i just made a scenario with Seirin + GOM/Vorpal Swords :>

Beach Training Camp!

Kuroko No Basuke with Tattooed!Reader

Kinda long, I like writing about KNB characters a lot, they're too silly.

It’s not like the guys hadn’t noticed the way you’d slyly pull down your already-long sleeves in front of them during practice. It got to the point where the team thought you were ashamed of your body, which led to a little intervention where they sat you down and started listing things that they liked about your personality, much to your confusion. They got really into it too: tearing up by the end. It was only until Kuroko muttered "You don't have to feel insecure around us, ok?" that you realised what they were trying to do.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Because that's not the reason I wear long sleeves!" you laugh out, clutching your stomach. "I thought you guys were trying to kick me out nicely!"

"...So what is the reason?" Koganei asks, Mitobe nodding along.

You chuckle a little more, still amused thinking about how long they must've been thinking this way.

"...Don't snitch."

The moment you pull up your sleeve, their eyes widen in disbelief...

...and not long after, the questions come flooding in.

"Is that a lizard?"

"Idiot, it's a dragon."

"Does this mean you're in a gang?"

"I thought the age to get a tatoo in Japan was 20."

"How did you get that?"

"Is it real?"

You chuckle once more, used to this kind of reaction.

"I lived in America, and the state laws were pretty soft on tattoos as long as you have writte consent from an adult. Got my first one a year ago, and now we're here."

Some turned to Kagami for some kind of confirmation on those laws, but he just shrugged, equally as shocked as they were.

Anyway, the events of the big tattoo reveal were 4 months ago, and it's still funny to look back on, even in the backseat of Kagetora's car, as you talk with Riko.

"But really, I never thought you'd have an arm covered in ink."

You laugh again, before putting on a cheeky grin.

"If you thought that was unbelievable, you have more to look forward to." you snicker, reading her confused reaction. She scans your outfit for stray areas of revealed skin, but to no avail.

"The hell are you planning..."

As you turn up at the beach, helping to unload the basketball hoops from Kagetora's boot, you see some familiar faces waving in the distance.

"Y/N-chii! Over here!" yells Kise, soon met with Aomine's palm to the back of his head.

"Moron, we're in public, you know." utters Midorima, pushing up his glasses.

Akashi and Murasakibara sit at a bench; one studying the antics and dynamics of the other three, the other chomping on a box of ice pops.

"Hey, I wasn't expecting to see all of you guys here." you say, impaling the pole of the hoop into the sand.

"Kuroko invited us, I assume we can stay?" Akashi replies.

You nod, smiling. "Of course! We're just waiting on the him and the others now."

Riko grunts, "Seriously, how can you invite people and then be the person who's late!" she exclaims, kicking the sand in an animalistic manner, earning a few confused glances from the others.

You laugh a little, before turning away, bag in hand.

"I'm just going to change into my beachwear, I'll be back soon."

"MAKE IT QUICK!" Riko yells, as you nod.

During your outfit change, the Seirin team turns up, jumping off the bus.

Immediately, Kuroko is met by a slap to the back of the head.

"Kuroko! If you wanna invite guests, tell your coach first!"

Kuroko mutters a little apology, timidly side-stepping away from her.

Eventually, a match begins. The Generation of Miracles on one, the Seirin team on the other.

Aomine gets a steal early on, before realising he can't dribble.

"Aomine-chii! Pass to me, don't just stand there, what are you looking at?" yells Kise, before his eyes land on you, jogging over with a more comfortable outfit for the heat.

"Hey, have you guys already started playing?"

Everybody just stares.

"...Hello?"

Riko is the first to say something.

"Lord."

There you stand, both arms littered with tattoos, along with ink traced along you collarbone and across your back. And don't forget the thighs.

"...What?" You ask, confused by the sudden attention.

Kuroko's eyes are just a little wider than usual, as he says, "I thought you only had one tattoo." You shrug, "Well, I didn't say I only had one tattoo."

Akashi squints his eyes at you from a distance, scrutinising you with his gaze.

"They look nice."

Aomine makes a point to act unbothered, but inside, he's freaking out. "oh my god they're a gang member i'm literally gonna get my ass beat holy shit i'm not ready i haven't even won an oscar before oh jesus i can't die like this i'm too young"

Kise on the other hand is very loud, commenting on all sorts of things, “Did you get those done here? In America? I have a fellow model with a similar design to that!”

Murasakibara just stares like a confused child, just glad that you’re here so that he doesn’t have to move around as much.

Midorima is also a member of team act unbothered, but backs up a bit. Not that he thinks that there's anything explicably wrong with having tattoos, but more so that Oha Asa predicted that "Cancers, watch out! You may encounter something or somebody dangerous today!". In hindsight, it was a ridiculous action to take; you'd always been so kind and welcoming to him and his team in previous matches and practice games, but we wasn't going to take the chance.

Kiyoshi is the first, and only person to laugh; he also laughed when you showed the team your first tattoo, he just finds these kinds of situations amusing.

Hyuuga and Kagami take the scolding route, half-heartedly berating you as you look at them kind of confused, they don't really mean anything, they just don't know how to respond to this kind of thing.

Izuki finds a way to crack a joke about the whole affair, much to the surprise of absolutely nobody.

Mitobe and Koganei compare notes scrawled on a little pad.

"Ha! I predicted it! 7 tattoos!" Koganei exclaims, as Mitobe sighs softly and hands him a ¥1000 note.

You giggle and clap your hands together.

"Let's continue the match!"

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Thanks for the ask!! Can you tell who my favourite characters are from the amount written for each LOL

Also omg an opportunity to write about Riko I will take any chance i get i love her personality so much

#kuroko no basket #kurokos basketball #kuroko tetsuya #aomine daiki #midorima shintarou #kise ryōta #murasakibara atsushi #akashi seijuro #kagami taiga #kiyoshi teppei #hyuuga junpei #izuki shun #mitobe rinnosuke #koganei shinji #riko aida

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melodrangea · 6 months

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I was wondering if you could write a one shot (or headcanon if it fits better with that) of black star having feelings for the reader. But he's worried because he knows the readers family has had bad history with the star clan and thinks the reader thinks bad of him but they actually really like black star.

of course my dear <3

I love the idea of this because Black Star being from the Star Clan is one of his canonically biggest insecurities

(we don't romanticize insecurities but getting over them is fine my loves)

i pretty much am a headcannon based account because i'm a little too lazy for full sentences so I hope but a really long headcannon list is fine!

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Black Star with a S/O that's had Bad Experiences with the Star Clan

-you guys would most likely meet at the DWMA

-you and your partner had been assigned to fight Tsubaki and Black star for training

-and you either won or came really close

-from then Black Star was really impressed with you and found himself wanting to learn more about you

-so being an assassin he tried to sneak around and observe

-and being Black Star he failed miserably and was spotted by either you or your partner semi immediately

-you for some odd reason thought it was sweet and offered to hangout with/train with Black Star

-he was taken aback, blushingly he agreed

-and from then on you two just kept getting closer, you got closer to Tsubaki as well

-you and Black Star learning more about eachother, you would train and study with Black Star and soon enough you became one of the group

-at first Black Star was hesitant to introduce you to the group, partly because he was worried about what they would think of you, and partly because he didn't want to share you

-and when everyone ended up loving you he found himself even more drawn to you

-how smart you were, how driven, and just how beautiful you were; inside and out

-boy was falling in love with you and he didn't even notice

-he only knew when Soul mentioned something

-"So when are you going to ask y/n out? Or are you just going to gawk at her like a sucker on valentines day?"

-that was when it hit Black Star, just how much of a fool for you he was

-but the harder he fell, the more worried he became

-Black Star knew about your past with the Star Clan, it wasn't uncommon knowledge

-your parents were a power weapon/meister pair that got murdered by the Star Clan when your parents tried to stop them from consuming human souls

-that was 12 years ago, which was your cause for joining the DWMA, a few years go. You not only lived there like Black Star, but you joined to avenge your parents and stop all those like the Star Clan from hurting anyone else

-Black Star knew this, it was this drive to stop evil that attracted him to you in the first place, but for obvious reasons he was a nervous wreck

-he tried to get rid of any part of himself that tied him to the Star Clan; he never took you to places where he knew he was hated and never let you around people that he thought would out his secret

-he tried so hard he even made an effort of hiding his star tattoo with jackets and sleeves to make sure you didn't make the connection

-he tried, until unfortunatley, it came to bite him in the ass

-you two were out at a cafe in death city, you were just walking out; you on his arm when the pair of you ran into an old 'aquaintence' of Black Star's

"Y/n let's go"

"hm, why? didn't you want to go see that new bakery that opened up down the road?"

"we can do that another time, c'mon we need to go!"

you looked at Black Star confused, "but why? hey-?" you felt a shove as Black Star was shoved forward, taking you with him.

you turned back, ready to fight when you saw a boy, probably around sixteen. he held a bat in his hands and he looked angry.

he yelled, holding up the bat "what the hell are you doing here!?"

you huffed, letting go of Black Star's arm, he tried to grab at you but you flew past him, getting in the boy's face. "I don't know what you're problem is but we aren't doing anything so buzz off."

the boy made a gesture at Black Star with his bat, "I wasn't talking to you, stupid bitch. I was talking to him. Now who the hell let you out here!?"

you exhaled, feeling your anger rise, Black Star grabbed your forearm, his tone suddenly serious, "y/n, please, can we just go home?"

you turned back, features softening, you gave the boy one last glare and started to walk off.

the boy growled, running towards you he held up his bat ready to swing, "I wasn't down with you, you monster!!"

Black Star turned, grabbing the boy's bat he shoved him backwards, face planting into the pavement.

you turned to look back but Black Star just pulled you further, he seemed frantic to get back. so you rushed, shoes clacking against the stone pathway the boy called out;

"why are you with him? don't you know what he is? he's a Star Clan member, they eat humans like us for sick pleasure, how could you-"

"shut up." you stood still, hands gripping themselves into fists, you turned sharply, running up to the boy, "I SAID SHUT UP!!"

"y/n"

"I already know what Black Star is! And he's nothing like them. He's kind and sweet and not an ass like you. He's not a 'danger to society' he strong, he protects the people he cares for and one day he's going to surpass God himself! And he'll only do it to better himself and the people around him! I don't know where you get off on trying to make someone's life hell when they haven't done anything to you, but it stops here and now!" You stomped the ground, "You here me?! Cause I can beat your eardrums until they do!"

You looked at the boy, he was shell shocked. You huffed, turning back on your heel. A small crowd had formed by then and sheepishly you grabbed hold of Black Star's arm again.

"I'm sorry about that, I got a little carried away. We can go back now if you want."

Black Star looked at you wide eyed, they had glass over and he stammered trying to collect himself. "You knew the whole time? You knew and you don't hate me?"

You sighed, the crowd starting to disperse, "not at first, but I've known for a while. About a week after we went to that theme park a few months ago, a woman approached me while you were competing at that booth with Soul. She was freaked out, warning me that you were dangerous. I figured it out from then, tattoo's aren't common on people our age, especially stars on the shoulder."

Black Star looked down, one of his fists clenched. "but- but why?"

You chuckled, "why? Because you aren't them Black Star. You're nothing like them. So I have no reason to hold you for anything. Besides they were wiped out when you were really young, you didn't even know them. I'm just only wondering why you never told me. You didn't really think I'd hate you for something you really couldn't help did you?"

"I didn't want to lose you. I-...I love you too much for that."

The breath hitched in your throat, you look at Black Star, his eyes were glassy and he looked like he wanted to stick his foot in his mouth.

"You- you love me Black Star?" both of your faces went red, you smiled, tears lingering in your eyes, "I'm so glad."

Black Star gasped, studying your facial expressions, "wait, does this mean you-"

"I love you Black Star."

-from then on you two were inseperable

-he treats you like such a princess, he would give you the world if you let him

-he was no longer scared to take you anywhere, knowing you would have his back against anyone and anything

-Black Star would just spend his time admiring you if he could

you read in a corner by the fire, it was cold outside, and you were bundled up in soft socks and one of Black Star's sweaters (he really bought them for you, this mf doesn't get cold). You smiled, kicking your feet at a sweet moment in your book. Black Star sighed, sitting on the other side of the couch.

you looked up from your book amused, "someone bored bab- what are you looking at?"

"You're so beautiful y/n."

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oh my gosh, I LOVED writing this one

I love when a writer can feel what they're writing in their very bones

AND I COULD FEEL IT IN MY MALLEOLUS

as usual I hope you enjoyed my dear and my keyboard is forever at your service

-Melodrangea

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flanpucci · 1 month

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I already talked about why I love Pucci on a logical sort of level but I didn't get in depth about what I think and feel about him as a character and why he stuck with me enough to get him permanently tattooed on my skin so I'm gonna get into it a little bit. Feel free to skip this one because it's not really analysis and delves a tiny bit into interpretation/headcanon so I guess it's more blogposting than anything.

To be honest although I really liked his design and the cool black representation he is, and Whitesnake was instantly my favorite stand, I didn't like him right away, I thought he was a little bit of a weirdo in his introduction scene with Miraschon, and it took some time for him to grow on me. His design and themes land right in the middle of stuff I've been interested in since forever (Christianity, the moon, space, technology, arts, science...) so of course I had an interest in him. I remember that I really liked the fact that even though he's a priest he's knee deep in the occult with the green baby and making Foo Fighters etc, I thought that was super interesting. It took me til the end of the part to root for him, and then when he was defeated, I realized that I wasn't as happy as I should have been lol.

I guess one of the first reasons why I was touched by Pucci on a personal level is that I felt really strongly empathic towards him, and his behavior and actions just let me feel like I caught a glimpse of his many emotions inside, even though he has a thick facade. For example, his loneliness felt very real to me. Having lost most of his family, and his dear ones by his own fault, them being taken away from him, him choosing to live a celibate life in the clergy, shutting himself in a prison for the biggest part of his life... His self inflicted suffering just saddened me a lot deep down inside. He's also got big existential dread, wondering about the greater purpose of his life from his childhood. Isn't this something that touches everyone at some point?

But not many people have their entire beliefs about their existence and identity crushed at a young age in their life. Pucci, when his brother is found out to be alive, has everything that he built himself upon, his justification for being alive, completely shattered. It then turns into tragedy, yet he seems to find a little hope and comfort with Dio, only for them to be crushed again when he dies. And then he holds on to this impossible grief for 22 whole years, unable to accept that his fate in this world is to suffer so much loss. We don't see him sad after his sister died, we don't see him cry or flinch. Living his life in this manner, he surely had to have a lot of pent up emotion, which he surely dealt with by dissociating them from himself and pushing them onto Whitesnake. But not entirely, it's a little 'see-through'. When you think of it, he's amongst the most 'perfect' characters in the series, he's superior, composed, poised, tightly upkept, articulate. He has both an advantage in status and seniority in age over almost everyone in the part. He seems to be well adjusted and respected by people working in the prison, and in the city. Yet he's also very faillible, often prone to panic, he begs for his life at multiple times. Scenes like the frog scene where he slips and messes up the prime number count because there are frogs on his expensive pants make him reek of humanity when otherwise he could easily feel 'out of reach' and inhuman because of how superior he is (like let's say, Kars is, which is a lot of his appeal though!). Same when I recently discovered his watch is worth several thousand dollars. It felt like peeking into his true self right through the wall of righteousness that he built to protect himself and further the plan. His bad sides and inclination towards cardinal sins are really fun to watch and try to notice. That's also why I don't like when people pass him off as a good person, because to me he's really not, he wouldn't be half as interesting if he was! But he's not completely evil either, and as Weather tells him, being so sure that his evil is necessary for a greater purpose is what makes it even more heart breaking to me.

On top of that, his quirks and unique traits make him both very endearing and relatable, especially if you happen to have similar ones! In my case counting has been my primary means of shutting down anxiety attacks for years now, and when I saw him do it too, I automatically felt really drawn to him. Same goes for his ramblings in the worst moments, they made him really stand out, and I felt drawn to him because of some examples he used that hit close to my interests. If you've read my other analysis maybe you know that I tend to interpret him as autistic and so this hits close to home too. In the same manner, the fact that such a cool and powerful character grew up with a canon disability (in his foot) made me feel happy as a disabled person.

There are scenes where he expresses love and devotion very directly and in a raw way, which is very rare, and was also surprising because of how indirect he usually is to make a point... His love for Dio however you wish to interpret the nature of it is deep and sincere and rooted in both despair towards his impossible situation and the hope that maybe another miracle could occur and turn things around for him. I thought the evolution of the way he talks about Dio was really interesting and it moved me to see him very attached to his dear friend. Also the scenes with Dio let us see how sweet and interested he is when he's with someone he gets along with, and how different Dio behaved towards him made me like Dio a lot more too.

When I watched Stone Ocean I had just finished The Outer Wilds and FFXIV Endwalker, and in a way these 3 pieces of media hit the same nerve in me. I was thinking a lot about the purpose of existence and the end of the universe, so I really wanted Pucci to fulfill his potential and go as far as he could, taking the entire universe with him, breaking every rule of his world and becoming bigger than the story itself. It's still how I see him and why I admire him a lot. I was very shaken by his death and the part it played in the entire series. In a sense I get the feeling that he was obsessed with destiny because he knew he was created to do something, and he was right, he was created by Araki only to suffer his horrible backstory, to have everything taken from him. But his extraordinary inability to accept it pushed him to break the wall of the story and try to subtract himself from it, while opening everyone's eyes on the cruelty of the (fictional?) world they live in, and giving humanity the possibility to be at peace with it. The first time I saw the ending, I was completely crushed by the weight Araki put on him, making his total erasure from the world the only condition for everyone's life to suddenly become better, almost perfect. I was disgusted that it was expected from me to be happy that the world was finally rid of him when it all started with an impossible to predict chain of events. Now that I look back at the ending, I think maybe I misunderstood it, and I've decided to believe that he maybe was freed from the curse that was his existence in the story, and that he took upon him many of all the 'wrong' that was in the original world, making it all right for the other characters. I hope Perla is happy in the new universe... Even though this is probably just delusional coping...

Although I feel sorry for Pucci and wish he could have solved his problems differently, I'm glad the story is sad as it is because otherwise I wouldn't have felt so deeply for him. In a sense I felt his pain so strongly that I was instantly drawn emotionally to find a way to 'solve' his situation, he's like I tormented soul that I have to appease, and that's why I pick up a pen and draw, write, or spread love and wholesomeness. That's also why I draw him peaceful or sleeping most of the time, why I bring my plushie to see nice things 😔🫶 I also get a lot of different feelings coming from Araki's way of drawing him throughout the part, and I think Pucci was a character that Araki learned to love and understand along the way too, instead of liking him from the start like he did Dio or Jolyne, but he probably was a lot to handle even for him lol.

Jojo's been one of my favorite mangas for more than 7 years now and I'm so glad Pucci was the last boss for it, embodying and carrying in him the legendary Dio without being overshadowed by such a legendary character, while giving the story and Dio's character the last missing piece of the puzzle to truly tie things up nicely. Saying goodbye to him and to Stone Ocean after watching it also meant saying goodbye to the universe that I had loved and enjoyed for many years so it was bittersweet. In any case he's the peak, the climax, the strongest and has permanently changed the course of one of the best mangas in existence with his actions, and I take a lot of pride in my taste and the fact that my favorite character is the one who did all that haha 😫

And lastly I'd like to say that even if it's not really related to Pucci as a character, this last year that I've been active in fandom, liking him as pushed me to develop my skills, I started drawing, got back into writing, went on trips cause I wanted an excuse to bring him to the Louvre, go out of my way and explore new places when I made that collection of pictures representing the 14 words, made friends, I'm going to Japan soon and I'll be bringing him with me to meet them, he has fueled my imagination and given me more inspiration than I've ever felt, and I'm forever grateful for that. It is not easy nowadays to feel very intense positive emotions, life can be stressful and tiring, so I'm thankful that liking him has given me the push I needed to start doing many new things, interest myself in the wonders of the world, go to church, explore my city, go see art, travel, feed my mind with knowledge and beauty. Heck I even listened to that Handel's CD, it was wonderful. And read an essay on prime numbers when I have math dyslexia!?

I don't know how much deeper I can get without sounding completely off my rocker so I'll leave you guys here, hope you enjoyed and feel free to tell me how you relate to your favorite characters and how much they mean to you!

Fame redraw for illustration by me~

#enrico pucci #pucci #jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #stone ocean #jojo #wild as fuck post #i might be crazy #as you can see i dont relate at all with being an obsessive person too /s

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Isekai - Yandere!ShalnarkxFem!Reader 05

All chapters Previous chapter Synopsis: You have an unfortunate encounter with Truck-kun which leads you to wake up in the HXH universe.

"So, let's get to know each other, Y/N."

Those words brought a grimace to your face. You already knew too much about Shalnark and you weren't interested in him getting to know you better. He and the troupe could abuse your powers and you did not want to help a bunch of mass-murdering thieves,

"Alright, I suppose… How about we take turns asking questions?" You suggested. You really didn't want to but you doubted that you could make Shalnark change his mind. The only comfort was that wasn't Pakunoda, he couldn't tell if you were lying or not.

Your suggestion pleased him immensely, as evident by the smile he wore.

"I would say ladies first but since you know so much about me already I think it's only fair if I go first," Shalnark smiled.

He didn't even wait for a response from you to ask his question.

"Where are you from?"

You expected a question like that. While you could just reply with your hometown you were sure that would bite you in the ass sooner or later. Seeing as this world was different from your own the change that your hometown existed in any shape or form was small.

You did your best to think of a place they mentioned in the anime. But the only two places that came to mind were Whale Island and Kukuroo Mountain. You didn't want to drag Mito and the other residents of Whale island down with you if things went south but Kukuroo mountain wasn't an option either. That's where the Zoldycks lived and a Zoldyck you were not.

You wanted to say York New but he would question why you were staying at a hotel if you really came from here. Not to mention since he looked you up already he knew you had no history of living anywhere.

"Pass." You ended up saying, realizing you were lost in your thoughts by the way Shalnark smiled at you.

"Pass?"

"Yeah, how about we each get 5 passes? Dates might be for getting to know each other better but this is still just our first date." You tried to reason with him.

He responded with a sigh before resting his cheek on the palm of his hand. "Only because you're so cute." Shalnark grinned.

"Great. That makes it my turn now. Why is Phinks here?" You asked as you looked at the other blonde.

He was currently sitting alone at a table. Having dinner by himself. You wonder why nobody joined him. While Uvogin would stand out too much in this crowd another spide could surely join him.

"I asked him to join as backup."

You were surprised the spider would admit he asked Phinks to join as backup. Almost a little flattered that he thought he needed reinforcements to deal with you.

"My turn again! How much do you know about the phantom troupe?"

That question almost made you grin. You were glad he didn't ask any personal questions. On top of that, you knew a lot about the phantom troupe. While you didn't read the manga you have read too many wikia pages.

"Enough. But if you want me to tell you everything I know about you guys I want another three passes." You figured trying to bargain with him could help you avoid his questions about yourself. Five passes seemed like a lot but you didn't know how long this date would last.

This clearly intrigued him and he took a few moments before he nodded. "That sounds good to me. Now tell me what you know."

Glad that he agreed you took a sip of your wine before speaking up again.

"I know that you all have spider tattoos. Your rank is on the spider's back. I know that you're number 6 and that there are 13 members in total." You paused to get a good look at him. So far you haven't really said anything that was too important but he still looked fairly impressed with you.

"I know the names of everyone in the troupe. Your leader is named Chrollo and has number one. Number one is Nobunaga. Number 2 is Feitan. Number 3 is Machi. Number 4 is Hisoka. Number 5 is Phinks. You're as I already said number 6. Franklin is number 7. Number 8 is Shizuku. Number 10 is Bonolenov. Number 11 is Uvogin and number 12 is Kortopi."

As you numbered the members his smile only seemed to widen. He was about to say something but you cut him off,

"And yes I do know your nen abilities."

The moment you said that you regretted it. Panick covered your features as he looked at you in delight.

"Do you now?" He asked, excited to know that you knew about nen. Eager to learn your abilities because again you had a leg up to him.

"If you want me to name them all you'll have to give me another three passes," you told him.

"It's fine. I think it's time to end this date anyways."

His words surprised you but not as much as the antenna that was flung your way. Only to have it ricochet off of your skin and onto your lap.

"You should've let me finish speaking. I could've told you that your antennas won't work on me, Pretty boy," you grinned at him. Holding up the antenna as you rested your cheek on your free hand. Mimicking the position he put on earlier.

You expected a lot but he surprised you yet again.

"You think I'm pretty?" He asked with a very enthusiastic smile. Making you blush from embarrassment.

"I mean yeah, but I mostly said it to taunt you," you admitted sheepishly. Your previous cool demeanor melted away like snow on a hot winter's day.

Your shy demeanor made him chuckle. "I was hoping to do this the safest way but that's alright. It would be a shame to turn you into a puppet anyways. And this way we can talk on our way," Shalnark smiled.

You just raised your eyebrow at him.

"Sorry, I was getting ahead of myself." Shalnark chuckled. "I was going to use black voice to take you back to our base. But since that won't work on you you'll just have to come willingly," he explained.

While you were sure as hell didn't want to join them to their base you had no other option. "Just so I don't jump to conclusions what will you do if I don't?"

"Phinks and I will kill everyone here." Shalnark smiled at you as if he didn't just say he would commit atrocities if you didn't join him.

You closed your eyes and sighed. "Fine." You wanted to say that he owed you dinner since you were hungry but that wasn't true.

You don't feel hungry at all despite the fact that you hadn't eaten lunch. You realized that godmode must stop you from feeling hungry too. Nor did you feel the need to go to the bathroom. You wondered what else godmode did. But unfortunately, you weren't allowed to ponder for long.

Shalnark stood up and walked towards you. Helping you out of your seat and making you cling to his arm the same way as before.

You saw him nod at Phinks who nodded back. The blonde got out of his seat and left the building. You and Shalnark soon followed him. You noted that they didn't pay but nobody stopped them.

The car you ended at was a lot less flashy than you thought they would drive but you didn't care.

Ever the gentleman Shalnark opened the door for you. Carefully you climbed into the car. Once comfortable you noticed that Phinks was in the driver's seat while Shalnark joined you in the backseat. His arm around you to pull you against him.

When you looked up you realized that Phinks was looking at you through the rearview mirror. More precisely he was ogling you through the rearview mirror. When he finally did look up at your face you raised his eyebrow at him. Almost giggling when you saw him blush before looking away to focus on driving out of the parking lot.

Feeling a bit out of place now in your fancy dress you turned to Shalnark who was surprisingly quiet for a guy who only minutes ago implied he wanted to talk to you during the ride.

"Would you mind if I changed?" You asked him. Your regular clothes were in your inventory and you'd rather not have anyone ogle at you like Phinks just did.

Shalnark looked at your face before turning his gaze at the small bag you were holding. Probably wondering what could possibly be in that bag. Feeling intrigued he nodded.

"Of course," he grinned. A sparkle in his eyes. You wondered why he seemed so excited until you realized why. He probably thought you would undress.

Well, he was in for a rude awakening. Just like in a video game, you could instantly equip clothes. No undressing needed. So you opened your menu and made your way to the inventory. Your hand movements confused Shalnark but he didn't comment on it.

Within a blink of an eye, you were changed back into your regular clothes. Your purse and fancy clothing now safely in your inventory.

Once you closed your menu again you noticed Shalnark staring at you. Smiling as always. He was about to say something but you cut him off.

"How long until we get there?"

Surprisingly it was Phinks who replied. "Twenty minutes," he said, making you sigh. Since you'd rather not talk to Shalnark you had to find another way to kill some time. Luckily you still had all those game guides in your inventory.

Since you already showed them you could make items disappear and appear at will you decided it wouldn't hurt. So you once again opened your menu to retrieve a game guide.

This time however Shalnark gasped. As quick as lighting he grabbed your wrists in one of his hands. Making you raise his eyebrow at him. For a second you were confused until you remembered Chrollo's ability.

"Relax, it's just a game guide." You held the book up to show the cover to him. "It's nothing like Bandit's secret, just an ordinary book," you explained. Hoping both of them would calm down. Both as you saw Phinks flinch when the game guide appeared.

They did. A little bit.

Phinks glanced at you through the rearview mirror. Deciding to let Shalnark handle things. Shalnark's smile was still there. He didn't say anything. Instead, he used his free hand to take the game guide from you. Looking through it to confirm that it was in fact a regular book.

A delighted smile broke out on his face. "It's just a game guide," he said excitedly. Letting go of your hands so he could properly read the book.

Glad that he let go of your hand while simultaneously annoyed that he stole your book you contemplated opening your inventory to get another guide out. But since you didn't want either of them to panic again you decided against it.

Luckily Shalnark handed your book back only a few moments later. You didn't thank him when he handed it to you. Which made him pout.

"You know, you haven't been a very good date this evening," Shalnark teased. "You daydream, you don't say thanks, you don't answer my questions. Not very nice of you Y/N."

Shalnark was clearly just teasing you but it annoyed you nonetheless.

"That's rich coming from a guy who tried to mind control me."

This just got a laugh out of both Shalnark and Phinks. Making you sigh before you decided to focus on your book. Hoping to find some useful cheat codes that you missed or deemed unnecessary before.

You found some cheat codes that seemed useful. But with godmode on you figured you were fine. Not to mention that Chrollo couldn't steal your abilities.

Not wanting to be caught off guard however you came up with a plan. It was a simple one too. Godmode would protect you and it would show them that they couldn't hurt let alone kill you. Obviously, you couldn't kill them either. Which left you both at a stalemate.

So your plan was to appeal to Chrollo. Show him that you weren't a threat to them. Hopefully, that would make them let you leave.

After a while of reading you were suddenly interrupted by words filling up your vision.

Level up!

The words were quickly replaced by a bar that rapidly filled up. Showing you that you were level 2 now. It confused you immensely. Especially when suddenly two text boxes replaced the bar. One had the words 'save states' and the other had the words 'pause button'. You were about to reach for one of them when once more Shalnark grabbed your wrists. Making your book fall onto your lap again.

"Hey!" You cried out indignantly. Wondering why he did that.

"You should be more aware of your surrounds, Y/N," Shalnark chuckled. You wondered what he meant by that until you realized he must've been looking at you the entire time. He knows now that your 'weird hand movements' made things happen so he must've grabbed you to stop you from doing something else.

"Are you really going to keep holding my wrists for the rest of the ride?" You asked him, clearly frustrated. Not just by Shalnark holding your wrists but also because now the words were still in your vision. Luckily they were transparent but they were still annoying.

"Yep!" He said, picking up the book you dropped. Clearly happy that you bought some game guides as he was weirdly fond of them.

You could only watch as the words disappeared in front of you. You panicked, wondering if you missed your chance now. When you noticed two new things in your vision you calmed down. Your level indicator showed that you were level 2. And the menu button had an icon that showed you had a notification or message.

Hopefully, that meant you could still make a decision later.

You calmed down again, closing your eyes. Just in time for the car to stop. Causing you to immediately open your eyes.

"We're here."

#yandere hunter x hunter #yandere shalnark x reader #yandere shalnark #yandere hxh #yandere x reader #shalnark x reader #shalnark ryusei

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