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inkedbybarnes · 18 days

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well and perfect

bucky barnes x fem!reader

summary: bucky has a surprise for your birthday.

words: 2.3k

warnings: 18+ minors dni. a lotta fluff, but what's new... mentions of insecurity and anxiety if you blink, bucky being a sweetheart that i wish existed, slighteeest hint of implied smut if you blink, usage of petnames such as baby, doll, and sweetheart, lowercase writing.

a request from the lovely @brnesblogposts. happiest 21st birthday to you! i am sorry it took quite long, so i hope i am not late. i tried to write it in a way that would keep it general but sweet, since i don't know much about the reader celebrating and wanted to cater for more people. i hope you like this one and that you have the best birthday ever. thank you for requesting! 🩷

dividers by @cafekitsune!

comments, reblogs, and likes are highly appreciated! thank you. ♡

“where are you taking me, james?”

only a few specks of light peeked through the piece of cloth that bucky had over your eyes. his argument was that it will keep you and your curiosity away from figuring out his so-called surprise for your birthday.

“it wouldn't be much of a surprise if i answer you, doll.” he chuckled, his fingers brushing your thigh briefly as he drove to this mysterious location.

“but is it really necessary to have me blindfolded?" you complained, tempted to take a peek. “i wanna see you. this isn't fair.”

“nah uh, you're trying to be all cute for me and it's not going to work this time. we're almost there. be patient,” he said, his hand now finding its way up to yours. “keep it on and i swear it'll be worth it. at least, i hope it will.”

you sensed his doubts and worries right away, feeling bad for pressuring him when all he did was make you feel special since you woke up this morning. from bringing you the breakfast in bed of your dreams to showering you with gifts you forgot you mentioned but he completely remembered. oh, and don't forget the cake... the perfect cake you've been drooling over for months!

you assume that you've already been to the place or know the way to it, hence why he had to keep you entirely clueless during the entire ride. not wanting to make him even more nervous, you decided to give up.

“okay, okay. i'll be good and cooperate, i promise.” you squeezed his hand, carefully leaning toward his side to give him a kiss on the cheek, which was a brave decision considering that you were literally blindfolded. “buuut, am i allowed to sing your ears off until we get there?”

“when were you never allowed?” his hand left yours for a moment to turn on the radio, connecting his phone to its bluetooth feature (he thanked technology for that one) and letting the playlist you made play through the speakers. “i know you're bored. so, sing away, sweetheart.”

the car stopped and probably along with your heart. you knew that this was it. you were finally here, wherever here was, and excitement was an understatement. however, you stayed calm and waited for bucky's confirmation first before reacting.

“i can basically hear your insides shouting,” bucky said as you hear the car door opening. “we're here, baby.”

yes!

“can i take it off now?” you asked quickly. “please, please?”

the car door opened at your side, the rough yet warm chuckle of bucky letting you know he was right beside you. “alright, take 'em off.”

not waiting for another second, you grabbed the cloth away from your eyes and scanned the area. although it took you a few minutes to figure it out, you knew where you were.

“oh my god, we're in brooklyn?” you asked with a gasp, but even more excited now that you were in one of bucky's favourite places in the world.

“yeah, is that okay? i knew you wanted me to give you a better tour around brooklyn, so here it is.” he pressed his fingers into his nape, worried that you might find the entire idea out of place or unfitting for the occasion. “i would've thrown you a party like the team suggested, but i don't.. i don't know how that works yet. i'm not really good at whatever people do for celebrations these days, so i wanted to show you the way i knew it back then but i'm suddenly not sure if you'd like it.”

you could basically hear your heart break as he tried to explain. it hasn't been that long since he had been away from wakanda and pardoned by the government, so he hasn't fully adjusted with the changes that the current generation had. while bucky never paid attention in terms of fitting in, he wanted to fit in your life. little does he know that nobody else could be a better fit.

“no. stop that, bucky. look at me.” you hopped off the car, closing the distance between the two of you. “does it look like i'm sad? disappointed? anything relatively negative?" he shook his head. “exactly, because i'm so excited for what you have planned. you barely even started and i feel like i already won the lottery. so stop worrying, please?”

“i just don't want you to think that i'm being selfish. it's your birthday, you know? it should be about you, but here i am taking you to a place where i grew up in and has nothing to do with you,�� he said, his anxiety and insecurity taking over. “but i really thought about this and i.. i just want you to be a part of all of me, even if we were basically from different times. i want you to know that if we were to meet back then, i'd fall for you the same way if not harder, and this is exactly how i'd show you.”

timeless love and devotion.

that was his gift and he thought he was being selfish.

and if it was possible to burst, you probably would've. he didn't even realise how priceless his gift was compared to anything you could've asked for, and yet he felt like he was failing you.

“i love you. so, so much. you know that, right?” you reassured him first, and when he nodded you continued. “i would've enjoyed a party, sure. anything from you would be perfect for me, but a party would most likely just give me a few days of happiness, maybe a memorable memory too, but this.. what you're giving me will last me a lifetime. you don't understand how big this is for me and here you are thinking that you're failing me.”

“i'm not?” he asked, lost in the battle he had within his mind.

“short answer? you basically made me fall in love with you again.”

“really?" his eyes twinkled, as if he was a child being complimented for his scribbles.

you let out a giggle before answering. “yes, now can we start my birthday tour? you made me wait all day, barnes.”

“well, that's no good. can't have my birthday girl waiting," he said, finally smiling. “this way, gorgeous.”

you spent the entire day visiting his favourite spots. although most of them were already replaced with something else, he still made sure to tell you the stories behind them and how they mattered to him, as well as a few playful scenarios he made that included you and young bucky if you were in the 40s.

he then took you to a restaurant he found fancy and expensive back then, telling you that he remembered saying to himself that he'd only bring a special girl to the restaurant and make her feel special. not being able to help it, you asked if he ever brought a girl there back then.

you were the first one, and he knew you were his last.

on your way to the movie theatre, he didn't forget to show you the alley where he'd always find steve in trouble. you both even took a picture in it to show the team, especially steve, when you get home.

“i feel like a teenager again.”

bucky sat beside you at one of the oldest theatres in brooklyn, the same one bucky used to visit back in the 40s, to watch a movie you've been wanting to see. it was a surprise that it was still up and running, but with its history now being connected to the famous steve rogers and bucky barnes, it was easily a tourist spot.

“you're 107 years old, james. i think you're quite past that stage already.” you reminded him which earned you a sharp glance and a pout.

“what i mean is, this is exactly how i imagined i'd take you out back then. you know, asking you to dinner, going to the theatre to watch a movie we'd completely ignore because i'll be too busy distracting you—”

“distracting me, huh?” you asked, even more intrigued. “how exactly would you distract me? what if i'm really interested in the movie?”

“did i really say that? god, i'm even recklessly acting like a teenager as well.” you watched his cheeks turn into a shade of pink. you raised a brow, prompting him to explain further. “it's dark and we're really close. after all the time and tension we've spent before coming here, i would be desperate to kiss you.”

“james buchanan barnes!” you gasped, a fake and exaggerated one. “those are some bad thoughts you're having, and i thought you were a gentleman.”

“i am, i am!” he exclaimed, failing to hear the playful tone to your words. “i wouldn't even do anything beyond holding someone's hands back then. my ma would put me in a cage if i did anything reckless," he said, shaking his head with a smile at the memory of his mom. “but i played this scenario a thousand times in my head already ever since i met you. i just know you would've made me crazy for you, and you still do.”

you looked into his cool blue eyes, getting lost in them in silence while imagining what your life could've been with him back in the 40s. would've it been different? would've it lasted? would've it been a possibility? is that what he hoped he had?

“you got quiet.” he noticed. “what's going inside that pretty head?”

“you.”

“well, i'm honoured.” he grinned. “tell me about it.”

“i'm just thinking about how it would've been like back then,” you answered. “i kinda wish we met sooner. i think that's what you have wanted instead.”

“you're all that i ever wanted. not the time, not the place, but the person,” he said, kissing your fingers before linking yours and his together. “we may not have met earlier, but i was meant to end up with you. i probably had to go through everything.. that happened, because there was something amazing waiting for me in the end.”

“oh, bucky. don't say that. you deserved none of that. you don't have to go through anything to have me.”

“but it's true, you made it all worth it,” he shrugged. “if i had to go through all of that nightmare again, i would do it in a heartbeat if i'll wake up to this reality.”

“god, you make it impossible for me not to cry.” you sniffed, feeling the dam break at his words. “thank you. not just for this day, but for everything. i wish i could do more to let you know that i love you so much.”

“i love you even more. you're already doing more than i deserve, baby.” he kissed your tears away, then your forehead. “don't cry, that wasn't my plan for your birthday.”

“it's your fault for being so fucking perfect.” you hit his chest softly. “now i am never letting you go.”

“i already made the same decision the moment you told me your name. now, come here.” he pulled you into a hug, letting you cry in his embrace until you notice the silence around you. you looked around and noticed the empty theatre, as well as the rolling credits on the big screen.

“we watched nothing from the movie! they all left!”

“okay, i am definitely guilty for that one. i did say i was going to distract you. i promise to get us another ticket tomorrow and have no distractions.” he laughed, standing up to his feet and offering his hand to you. “let's go? i booked us a room, and i heard their room service is amazing.”

you took his hand and smoothed out your clothes. “something tells me the room service comes exactly from you.”

“oh, i don't know...” he had a sinister smile on his face as you both walked out of the theatre. “you gotta try to find out.”

you walked hand in hand to the hotel, liking the idea of enjoying the night sky of brooklyn than taking a cab, especially if the hotel wasn't that far away.

all was well and perfect until you felt a cold drop of water land on your cheek.

“wait, is that...” before you could finish your sentence, a downpour suddenly erupted, instantly wetting you both.

“it's raining!” you exclaimed, finding the situation amusing than a way to dampen your mood, remembering how much you adored the rain and the idea of being underneath it with someone you love. “you know, i actually dreamt of being—”

bucky suddenly pulled you close, kissing you under the rain. through your soaked clothes and the raindrops that trickled down your face, he can feel your warm and soft lips pressed against his. it was a perfect moment as the rain continued to pour down, leaving you both soaked, but content.

“wow,” you whispered after. “it was always in my bucket list to get kissed under the rain.”

“i know, i remember.”

your heart skipped a beat. “you remember everything, don't you?”

“everything about you, i do.” he wiped the streaks of rain around your eyes, then down to your lips. “are you happy?”

“so, so happy. you have no idea," you answered, sighing in contentment while your body was pressed against his. “i'm at a point where i feel like none of this is real.”

“believe it, because you have to get used to it.” he smiled, leaning for another kiss. “happy birthday, sweetheart.”

all was indeed well and perfect.

if you have any requests for bucky, send them my way! 💌

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barclaysangel · 19 days

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Junior Wheeler Playlist

*pats playlist* This bad boy can fit 207 songs that lasts in total 12 hours and 27 minutes. I fixate too much on Junior. But I got inspired by @high-functioning-fang1rl Nica playlist so I had to do one for Junior too.

This is on my iTunes account and idk how to manage Spotify so if y'all wanna listen to it, I'm going to put all the songs down below. The ones with * on it are the ones I 1000000% relate for Junior. And feel free to send asks about any of the songs and I'll legit do a lyric analyst to explain why I chose it for Junior.

Anyway, enjoy :)

Avril Lavigne

Losing Grip*

Wish You Were Here

Let Me Go

Billie Eilish

COPYCAT

lovely*

you should see me in a crown*

bury a friend

everything i wanted*

Therefore I Am

Happier Than Ever*

Christina Perri

Distance

The Lonely*

Tragedy

Human

Digital Daggers

Where the Lonely Ones Roam*

The Devil Within*

Can't Sleep, Can't Breathe

Still Here*

Bad Intentions

Dorothy

Raise Hell*

Wicked Ones

Beetlejuice the Musical

Dead Mom*

Say My Name

That Beautiful Sound

Home*

Evanescence

Going Under*

Bring Me To Life

Everybody's Fool*

My Immortal*

Tourniquet

Hello*

My Last Breath

Whisper*

Sweet Sacrifice*

Weight of the World*

Lithium*

Like You

Lose Control*

All That I Am Living For

Made of Stone*

The Change*

My Heart Is Broken

The Other Side

Lost in Paradise*

Sick*

Never Go Back

A New Way To Bleed*

Even in Death

Missing*

Farther Away

Fall Out Boy

I Don't Care*

My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark

Alone Together*

Young Volcanoes*

Irresistible

Centuries*

Immortals*

Halsey

Empty Gold

Hold Me Down*

New Americana*

Ghost

Colors*

Colors, Pt. II

Gasoline*

Control*

I Walk the Line

Alone*

Now or Never

Sorry

Good Mourning*

Lie*

Angel on Fire*

Devil in Me*

clementine

Graveyard

Forever ... (is a long time)*

I HATE EVERYBODY*

3am*

Finally // beautiful stranger*

Still Learning

Bells in Santa Fe*

Easier than Lying*

Lilith

Darling*

1121*

honey

Whispers*

Ya'aburnee

People Disappear Here*

Hollywood Undead

Young*

Paradise Lost*

Another Way Out

We Are*

Medicine

Renegade

Imagine Dragons

Radioactive

Demons*

I'm So Sorry*

Monster*

Who We Are

Natural*

Enemy*

LINKIN PARK

Faint

Numb*

What I've Done*

Heavy

Livingston

Shadow*

Surprise!*

Marina and The Diamonds

Oh No!*

Teen Idle

Melanie Martinez

Dollhouse*

Soap*

Training Wheels

Pity Party*

Milk and Cookies*

Mad Hatter*

The Principal

Show & Tell*

Drama Club

Lunchbox Friends*

Orange Juice*

High School Sweethearts

DEATH*

VOID*

FAERIE SOIREE

LIGHT SHOWER

SPIDER WEB*

LEECHES*

BATTLE OF THE LARYNX*

THE CONTORTIONIST*

NYMPHOLOGY

EVIL*

PLUTO*

Olivia Rodrigo

brutal*

Can't Catch Me Now*

Queen

Bohemian Rhapsody*

Under Pressure

The Show Must Go On*

Set It Off

Nightmare*

I'll Sleep When I'm Dead*

Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

Skillet

Falling Inside the Black*

Monster*

Taylor Swift

I Did Something Bad*

Don't Blame Me*

Look What You Made Me Do*

my tears ricochet

seven*

this is me trying*

hoax

Anti-Hero*

You're On Your Own, Kid*

Vigilante Shit*

Three Days Grace

Just Like You*

I Hate Everything About You

Born Like This

Overrated*

Pain*

Animal I Have Become*

Riot

Let It Die

Bitter Taste*

Break

The Good Life*

Someone Who Cares*

Chalk Outline

Misery Loves My Company*

Human Race*

Pain Killer*

Fallen Angel

So What*

Nothing's Fair in Love and War

One Too Many

twenty one pilots

Stressed Out*

Ride

Fairly Local*

Other Artists

Let Me Down Slowly by Alec Benjamin

Here by Alessia Cara*

Panic Room by Au/Ra*

I'm Gonna Show You Crazy by Bebe Rexha*

Dark Side by Bishop Briggs*

idfc by blackbear

Break the Rules by Charli XCX

Arcade by Duncan Laurence

The Monster by Eminem*

Gorgeous Nightmare by Escape the Fate*

Seven Devils by Florence + the Machine*

You Found Me by The Fray

Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths*

So Alive by The Goo Goo Dolls*

Blood // Water by grandson*

Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day

Impossible by James Arthur*

Human by John "The Ragin Cajun" Jones*

Broken by lovelytheband

How Villains Are Made by Madalen Duke*

Twisted by MISSIO

Voices by Motionless In White

Funeral by Neoni*

How You Remind Me by Nickleback*

Don't Let Me Get Me by P!nk

Cradles by Sub Urban*

Bad Things by Summer Kennedy*

Shattered by Trading Yesterday*

Unsteady by X Ambassadors*

Heads Will Roll by Yeah Yeah Yeahs

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spiderfunkz · 2 years

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BACK TO THE OLD HOUSE

pairings : robin buckley x gn!reader

summary : while working at the record store you stumbled upon a customer with amazing music taste, and she's awfully pretty.

words : 0.9k

warnings : fluff!! (i needed to make it up for the last fic so...), foul language, robin & reader being a gay mess.

a/n : i had this idea in my mind for a while so i wanted to write it!! and plus robin x reader who works at the record store???? i'm literally in love <33 alsoooo another lyric fic because these are really fun to make :) and yes i did change some of the lyrics a bit to make it fit so sorry abt that!!

when you cycled by . . .

"hi! welcome to ronnie-anne's records, how can i help you?" you say, turning around from the counter to face the person, and oh my god. "uh just these thank you." she replies, smiling.

here began all my dreams . . .

you thought love at first sight was just a thing in the movies. but when you saw her, you swore you were about to burst into little red hearts. she was just so, so, so pretty.

the prettiest thing i've ever seen . . .

"oh right-" you chuckle nervously, realizing you were kinda staring at her. "the smiths? nice choice." you smile, grabbing the vinyl. "yeah! they're sorta my favorite band" the strawberry blonde replied. "no way! they're my all time favorite" you stated.

"really?" she asked as you nodded. "well- um if you want, maybe we can listen to it together? if you don't it's fine though, don't be pressured into saying yes though it'll be a dream!" she paused, "sorry i'm rambling." she added.

"oh- no, no, it's fine really! and i would love to listen this with you." you reply, turning red. "oh my god, that's- that's great! i'm robin by the way, sorry i never made that clear."

robin. a pretty name for a pretty face.

and you never knew . . .

"pretty." you blush as she raised her brows. "the name i mean! i mean you're pretty too, really pretty-" you stopped yourself before you could continue causing her to laugh. "sorry.." you say, shaking your head. "it's fine. you're pretty too" she commented.

you were gonna burst into red hearts.

"awh thank you, i'm y/n." you reply.

how much i really liked you . . .

"you've got a pretty name, oh! are you free on friday maybe? friday afternoon if you want to listen to the smiths together." robin asks. "oh yeah, i am!" you reply.

"that's great! when does your shift end at friday?" robin added. "around 5" you reply.

"okay that's great then! works perfectly uh- my shift ends at around 5 as well, it's across from here so i can pick you up after my shift if that's okay with you." robin asks as you nod, "yeah that sounds good!"

"okay then, i have to go now, thanks and it was really, really nice meeting y/n!" robin says, walking towards the door as you grab the cash she placed earlier. "it was nice meeting you too!" you wave goodbye as she smiled.

cause i never even told you . . .

"y/n, hey!" robin waves, walking in. it was around 5 by now and you were about to listen to the smiths with robin.

"oh hi robin!" you wave back as she walks towards the counter. "you still down to listen?" she asks as you nodded. "yeah! that's probably the only interesting thing i'll do today and i'm really excited." you reply, smiling.

"me too, oh and when i told you i'll give you a ride i didn't quite specify and well-" robin pauses causing you to furrow your brows. "you know why don't you just check it out? if you're done with your shift though i can wait" robin added.

"uh my shifts done actually! i'm just cleaning some stuff here." you reply as she nodded. "okay, well um come with me then!" robin smiles, grabbing your hand as she walk towards the hand.

her hand was soft, and her touch felt comforting. a sort of safe feeling. her rings was really pretty too.

"tada!" robin says, gesturing jazz hands while smiling, sarcastically. it was a bike. a nice though, with a basket filled with flowers and the vinyl she bought from you a few days ago. it was painted nicely with a light blue tone with some stickers stuck to it. the bike had two seats, and the one for you had a white ribbon attached to it.

your eyes widen as you smile a bit. "sorry it's not much, the moped i was suppose to bring was being used by my mom." robin explained. "it's alright! this is pretty nice." you say.

"oh these are for you by the way! picked them up this morning." robin smiles, giving the flowers from the basket to you.

"awh! thank you so much, this is so lovely." you thanked, cheeks turning red as you observe the flowers. "i didn't bring anything for you sorry." you frown a bit. robin shook her head, "it's okay! i just wanted to give those to you." robin added.

"anyways! would you like a ride, my love?" robin asks, bowing as she reaches her hand out.

my love.

"i would love a ride, m'lady" you reply, bowing just like her. and with that, you were riding to robin's trailer on her bike as you hold on to her waist.

oh, and i meant to . . .

you arrive at robin's trailer a few minutes later. robin held your hand towards the front door until you reached the living room where her record player is.

'back to the old house' started playing as robin started to sway towards your direction. "do you wanna dance maybe?" robin asks causing your eyes to widen. "yes!" you agreed, nodding as robin smiles.

robin placed her hands on your waist as you placed yours on her shoulder before starting to sway left and right.

"thanks agreeing to listen with me." robin smiles.

"of course" you reply

god, you were so in love.

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istumpysk · 1 year

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Operation Stumpy Re-Read

ADWD: Daenerys VII (Chapter 43)

Daario lay upon his stomach, the light linen coverlets tangled about his long legs, his face half-buried in the pillows.

Dany ran her hand down his back, tracing the line of his spine. His skin was smooth beneath her touch, almost hairless. His skin is silk and satin. She loved the feel of him beneath her fingers. She loved to run her fingers through his hair, to knead the ache from his calves after a long day in the saddle, to cup his cock and feel it harden against her palm.

It's time for Daenerys Targaryen's second great romance.

Apparently she'll have many in this series, while the actual romantic heroine will have none.

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If she had been some ordinary woman, she would gladly have spent her whole life touching Daario, tracing his scars and making him tell her how he'd come by every one. I would give up my crown if he asked it of me, Dany thought … but he had not asked it, and never would. Daario might whisper words of love when the two of them were as one, but she knew it was the dragon queen he loved. If I gave up my crown, he would not want me. Besides, kings who lost their crowns oft lost their heads as well, and she could see no reason why it would be any different for a queen.

Maybe you shouldn't have a crown then.

I'll give her credit for that honest moment of reflection.

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If I could, I would. Khal Drogo had been her sun-and-stars, but he had been dead so long that Daenerys had almost forgotten how it felt to love and be loved. Daario had helped her to remember. I was dead and he brought me back to life. I was asleep and he woke me. My brave captain. Even so, of late he grew too bold. On the day that he returned from his latest sortie, he had tossed the head of a Yunkish lord at her feet and kissed her in the hall for all the world to see, until Barristan Selmy pulled the two of them apart. Ser Grandfather had been so wroth that Dany feared blood might be shed. "We cannot wed, my love. You know why."

Ser Grandfather ... ouch. Daario influence has started.

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"You are beautiful," she blurted as she watched him don his riding boots and lace them up. Some days he let her do that for him, but not today, it seemed. That's done with too.

Once again I'm torn.

"Let his mother and his sisters examine one another and share the special cake. I shall not be eating it. Nor shall I wash the noble Hizdahr's noble feet."

"Magnificence, you do not understand," protested Reznak. "The washing of the feet is hallowed by tradition. - Daenerys VI, ADWD

I have no issue with Daenerys refusing this tradition. My problem is she is more than willing to lace Daario's boots for him.

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"Where are you going?"

"Out into your city," he said, "to drink a keg or two and pick a quarrel. It has been too long since I've killed a man. Might be I should seek out your betrothed."

Do we believe him?

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"As my queen commands. Will you hold court today?"

"No. On the morrow I will be a woman wed, and Hizdahr will be king. Let him hold court. These are his people."

[...]

"Only a little, bright heart. Will you come hold court?"

"After my wedding, perhaps. After the peace."

Uh oh, is Daenerys already bored with her job?

His people. Hizdahr's people.

"Enough." Dany slapped the table. "No one will be left to die. You are all my people." Her dreams of home and love had blinded her. "I will not abandon Meereen to the fate of Astapor. It grieves me to say so, but Westeros must wait." - Daenerys III, ADWD

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"This after that you speak of never comes. You should hold court. My new men do not believe that you are real. The ones who came over from the Windblown. Bred and born in Westeros, most of them, full of tales about Targaryens. They want to see one with their own eyes. The Frog has a gift for you."

[...]

"Oh, a clever frog. 'Give the gift to me.' " She threw the other pillow at him. "Would I have ever seen it?"

Daario stroked his gilded mustachio. "Would I steal from my sweet queen? If it were a gift worthy of you, I would have put it into your soft hands myself."

"As a token of your love?"

"As to that I will not say, but I told him that he could give it to you. You would not make a liar of Daario Naharis?"

I'm sorry, am I understanding this exchange correctly? Did he just avoid saying he loves her? Lol

"You have not said you love me."

"I will, if it would please Your Radiance." - Daenerys IV, ADWD

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Dany sat amongst the rumpled bedclothes with her arms about her knees, so forlorn that she did not hear when Missandei came creeping in with bread and milk and figs.

Not only does Missandei keep interrupting Daenerys when she's contemplating betrayal, she also has a habit of sneaking up on Daenerys (and Barristan!) undetected.

"My queen?" said a soft voice in the darkness.

Dany flinched. "Who is there?"

"Only Missandei." The Naathi scribe moved closer to the bed. - Daenerys VIII, ADWD

Ser Barristan turned. "Missandei. Child. How long have you been standing there?" - The Queensguard, ADWD

What's going on here?

Arya. Arya Stark is what's going on here.

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The prospect of wrestling with Meereen once more left her feeling weary. Sleep came hard, even when Daario came back, so drunk that he could hardly stand. Beneath her coverlets she tossed and turned, dreaming that Hizdahr was kissing her … but his lips were blue and bruised, and when he thrust himself inside her, his manhood was cold as ice.

I prefer the Tyrion interpretation.

It was Lemore who forced the water from your lungs after Griff had pulled you up. You were as cold as ice, and your lips were blue. Yandry said we ought to throw you back, but the lad forbade it. - Tyrion VI, ADWD

But Euron works too. I'm not greedy.

+.+.+

She sat up with her hair disheveled and the bedclothes atangle. Her captain slept beside her, yet she was alone.

Oh my goodness, soulmates not foils.

Even with Ygritte sleeping beside him, he felt alone. He did not want to die alone. - Jon V, ASOS

We can't compete with two people feeling alone.

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Reznak mo Reznak bowed and beamed. "Magnificence, every day you grow more beautiful. I think the prospect of your wedding has given you a glow. Oh, my shining queen!"

Dany sighed. "Summon the first petitioner."

It had been so long since she last held court that the crush of cases was almost overwhelming. The back of the hall was a solid press of people, and scuffles broke out over precedence.

And why were you not holding court? Is it because you suck as a queen and the author practically spells that out for the reader?

+.+.+

Her last meeting with the Green Grace had not gone well. "What would you have of me?"

"I would speak to you about the presumption of a certain sellsword captain."

She dares say that in open court? Dany felt a blaze of anger. She has courage, I grant that, but if she thinks I am about to suffer another scolding, she could not be more wrong. "The treachery of Brown Ben Plumm has shocked us all," she said, "but your warning comes too late. And now I know you will want to return to your temple to pray for peace."

The Green Grace bowed. "I shall pray for you as well."

Another slap, thought Dany, color rising to her face.

Boy, that is unlike the Daenerys of the six previous chapters.

Too much Daario in the diet.

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The rest was a tedium the queen knew well. She sat upon her cushions, listening, one foot jiggling with impatience. Jhiqui brought a platter of figs and ham at midday. There seemed to be no end to the petitioners. For every two she sent off smiling, one left red-eyed or muttering.

Let's play a game. Which one would make the best monarch?

Daenerys. ↑

Robert.

Laws are a tedious business and counting coppers is worse. And the people … there is no end of them. I sit on that damnable iron chair and listen to them complain until my mind is numb and my ass is raw. - Eddard I, AGOT

Cersei.

"May I have the honor of accompanying Your Grace to court?"

"If you can bear the tedium," said Cersei. - Cersei VIII, AFFC

Bran.

"As you will, my prince," said Ser Rodrik. "You did well." Bran flushed with pleasure. Being a lord was not so tedious as he had feared - Bran II, ACOK

You said Bran, didn't you? Wrong.

It was a trick question, the answer is Sansa.

He caught a glimpse of Septa Mordane in the gallery, with his daughter Sansa beside her. Ned felt a flash of anger; this was no place for a girl. - Eddard XI, AGOT

"I'm sure I don't know why Arya does anything." Sansa hated stables, smelly places full of manure and flies. Even when she went riding, she liked the boy to saddle the horse and bring it to her in the yard. "Do you want to hear about the court or not?" - Sansa III, AGOT

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It was close to sunset before Daario Naharis appeared with his new Stormcrows, the Westerosi who had come over to him from the Windblown. Dany found herself glancing at them as yet another petitioner droned on and on. These are my people. I am their rightful queen.

George is relentless when trying to get a point across.

+.+.+

The Westerosi. Her people.

On the morrow I will be a woman wed, and Hizdahr will be king. Let him hold court. These are his people.

You have to be the biggest mark in the world to fall for this girl.

+.+.+

When Daario brought them forward, she saw that one of them was a woman, big and blond and all in mail. "Pretty Meris," her captain named her, though pretty was the last thing Dany would have called her. She was six feet tall and earless, with a slit nose, deep scars in both cheeks, and the coldest eyes the queen had ever seen. As for the rest …

Have we figured out why there's a Brienne?

+.+.+

Gerrold was a lean, tall youth with sun streaks in his hair and laughing blue-green eyes. That smile has won many a maiden's heart, I'll wager. His cloak was made of soft brown wool lined with sandsilk, a goodly garment.

Frog, the squire, was the youngest of the three, and the least impressive, a solemn, stocky lad, brown of hair and eye. His face was squarish, with a high forehead, heavy jaw, and broad nose. The stubble on his cheeks and chin made him look like a boy trying to grow his first beard. Dany had no inkling why anyone would call him Frog. Perhaps he can jump farther than the others.

Off to a great start.

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"If it please Your Grace, may I first present my gift?"

"If you wish," Daenerys said, curious, but as Frog started forward Daario Naharis stepped in front of him and held out a gloved hand. "Give this gift to me."

Stone-faced, the stocky lad bent, unlaced his boot, and drew a yellowed parchment from a hidden flap within.

"This is your gift? A scrap of writing?" Daario snatched the parchment out of the Dornishman's hands and unrolled it, squinting at the seals and signatures. "Very pretty, all the gold and ribbons, but I do not read your Westerosi scratchings."

"Bring it to the queen," Ser Barristan commanded. "Now."

Dany could feel the anger in the hall. "I am only a young girl, and young girls must have their gifts," she said lightly. "Daario, please, you must not tease me. Give it here."

This is outrageous, and she let it happen.

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"Prince Doran." He sank back onto one knee. "Your Grace, I have the honor to be Quentyn Martell, a prince of Dorne and your most leal subject."

Dany laughed.

The Dornish prince flushed red, whilst her own court and counselors gave her puzzled looks. "Radiance?" said Skahaz Shavepate, in the Ghiscari tongue. "Why do you laugh?"

"They call him frog," she said, "and we have just learned why. In the Seven Kingdoms there are children's tales of frogs who turn into enchanted princes when kissed by their true love." Smiling at the Dornish knights, she switched back to the Common Tongue. "Tell me, Prince Quentyn, are you enchanted?"

Laughing, then speaking in a language he can't understand. How rude.

"I do not speak your tongue," Quentyn answered. Though he could read and write High Valyrian, he had little practice speaking it. - The Merchant's Man, ADWD

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"Tell me, Prince Quentyn, are you enchanted?"

"No, Your Grace."

"I feared as much." Neither enchanted nor enchanting, alas. A pity he's the prince, and not the one with the wide shoulders and the sandy hair.

Get those spears ready, Doran. She's coming home.

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"My father hoped that you might find me acceptable."

Daario Naharis gave a scornful laugh. "I say you are a pup. The queen needs a man beside her, not a mewling boy. You are no fit husband for a woman such as her. When you lick your lips, do you still taste your mother's milk?"

Ser Gerris Drinkwater darkened at his words. "Mind your tongue, sellsword. You are speaking to a prince of Dorne."

"And to his wet nurse, I am thinking." Daario brushed his thumbs across his sword hilts and smiled dangerously.

I'm supposed to believe this child (derogatory) is a good queen when she lets a sellsword speak to a prince of Dorne like this? A potential ally.

Quentyn may be dead, but the remaining Dornishmen will remember what happened here.

The Tattered Prince turned back to Quentyn. "Could that be true? Surely not. What of your marriage pact?"

"She laughed at him," said Pretty Meris.

Daenerys never laughed. - The Spurned Suitor, ADWD

+.+.+

Skahaz scowled, as only he could scowl. "This boy might serve for Dorne, but Meereen needs a king of Ghiscari blood."

But not Hizdahr zo Loraq, amirite Skahaz?

+.+.+

The queen rose. "Then we are done for now."

Daario and Ser Barristan followed her up the steps to her apartments. "This changes everything," the old knight said.

"This changes nothing," Dany said, as Irri removed her crown. "What good are three men?"

There's Barristan Selmy pushing her to make a bad decision. What else is new?

My unpopular opinion is that she made the right choice choosing Meereen over Quentyn.

Of course she'll abandon Meereen anyway, so I can't give her too much credit.

+.+.+

She found herself remembering her nightmare. Sometimes there is truth in dreams. Could Hizdahr zo Loraq be working for the warlocks, was that what the dream had meant? Could the dream have been a sending? Were the gods telling her to put Hizdahr aside and wed this Dornish prince instead?

I'm laughing.

"Shade-of-the-evening, the wine of the warlocks. I came upon a cask of it when I captured a certain galleas out of Qarth, along with some cloves and nutmeg, forty bolts of green silk, and four warlocks who told a curious tale. One presumed to threaten me, so I killed him and fed him to the other three. - The Reaver, AFFC

If he gives her Pyat Pree I will die.

+.+.+

Something tickled at her memory. "Ser Barristan, what are the arms of House Martell?"

"A sun in splendor, transfixed by a spear."

The sun's son. A shiver went through her. "Shadows and whispers." What else had Quaithe said? The pale mare and the sun's son. There was a lion in it too, and a dragon. Or am I the dragon? "Beware the perfumed seneschal." That she remembered. "Dreams and prophecies. Why must they always be in riddles? I hate this. Oh, leave me, ser. Tomorrow is my wedding day."

The second Daenerys makes this connection you know the sun's son can't be Quentyn Martell. This girl only misses.

+.+.+

That night Daario had her every way a man can have a woman, and she gave herself to him willingly. The last time, as the sun was coming up, she used her mouth to make him hard again, as Doreah had taught her long ago, then rode him so wildly that his wound began to bleed again, and for one sweet heartbeat she could not tell whether he was inside of her, or her inside of him.

+.+.+

But when the sun rose upon her wedding day so did Daario Naharis, donning his clothes and buckling on his sword belt with its gleaming golden wantons. "Where are you going?" Dany asked him. "I forbid you to make a sortie today."

"My queen is cruel," her captain said. "If I cannot slay your foes, how shall I amuse myself whilst you are being wed?"

Do we believe him?

+.+.+

When he was gone, Missandei brought the queen a simple meal of goat cheese and olives, with raisins for a sweet. "Your Grace needs more than wine to break her fast. You are such a tiny thing, and you will surely need your strength today."

That made Daenerys laugh, coming from a girl so small. She relied so much on the little scribe that she oft forgot that Missandei had only turned eleven.

The girl that keeps sneaking up on Daenerys is 11 years old.

+.+.+

Afterward, as Jhiqui was patting Daenerys dry, Irri approached with her tokar. Dany envied the Dothraki maids their loose sandsilk trousers and painted vests. They would be much cooler than her in her tokar, with its heavy fringe of baby pearls. "Help me wind this round myself, please. I cannot manage all these pearls by myself."

[...]

"The day is too hot to be shut up in a palanquin," said Dany. "Have my silver saddled. I would not go to my lord husband upon the backs of bearers."

"Your Grace," said Missandei, "this one is so sorry, but you cannot ride in a tokar."

The little scribe was right, as she so often was. The tokar was not a garment meant for horseback. Dany made a face.

The mother of dragons rejects your baby pearls. She prefers the winged horse.

"All those pearls will make me rattle when I walk."

"The pearls symbolize fertility. The more pearls Your Worship wears, the more healthy children she will bear."

"Why would I want a hundred children?" - Daenerys VI, ADWD

+.+.+

Missandei reemerged from inside the pyramid. "Reznak and Skahaz beg the honor of escorting Your Grace to the Temple of the Graces. Reznak has ordered your palanquin made ready."

Meereenese seldom rode within their city walls. They preferred palanquins, litters, and sedan chairs, borne upon the shoulders of their slaves. "Horses befoul the streets," one man of Zakh had told her, "slaves do not." Dany had freed the slaves, yet palanquins, litters, and sedan chairs still choked the streets as before, and none of them floated magically through the air.

[...]

Dany made a face. "As you say. Not the palanquin, though. I would suffocate behind those drapes. Have them ready a sedan chair." If she must wear her floppy ears, let all the rabbits see her.

It's not terribly important, but remember this.

(Sounds like she still has slaves!)

+.+.+

The seneschal wore a tokar of maroon samite with golden fringes. "Hizdahr zo Loraq is most fortunate in you … and you in him, if I may be so bold as to say. This match will save our city, you will see."

"So we pray. I want to plant my olive trees and see them fruit." Does it matter that Hizdahr's kisses do not please me? Peace will please me. Am I a queen or just a woman?

+.+.+

"The crowds will be thick as flies today." The Shavepate was clad in a pleated black skirt and a muscled breastplate, with a brazen helm shaped like a serpent's head beneath one arm.

"Should I be afraid of flies? Your Brazen Beasts will keep me safe from any harm."

A serpent's head? Subtle!

Once she says that, I'm thinking those Brazen Beasts will not be keeping her safe. See The Meereenese Blot for more details.

+.+.+

The three Dornishmen were with him, talking, but they broke off when the queen appeared. Their prince went to one knee. "Your Grace, I must entreat you. My father's strength is failing, but his devotion to your cause is as strong as ever. If my manner or my person have displeased you, that is my sorrow, but—"

"If you would please me, ser, be happy for me," Daenerys said. "This is my wedding day. They will be dancing in the Yellow City, I do not doubt."

It's amazing how quickly this marriage pact is dismissed. It barely occupies the chapter or her thoughts. It's practically a footnote.

Meanwhile Doran has his whole life and kingdom riding on it.

+.+.+

The old knight inclined his head. "The queen your mother was always mindful of her duty." He was handsome in his gold-and-silver armor, his white cloak streaming from his shoulders, but he sounded like a man in pain, as if every word were a stone he had to pass. "As a girl, though … she was once smitten with a young knight from the stormlands who wore her favor at a tourney and named her queen of love and beauty. A brief thing."

"What happened to this knight?"

"He put away his lance the day your lady mother wed your father. Afterward he became most pious, and was heard to say that only the Maiden could replace Queen Rhaella in his heart. His passion was impossible, of course. A landed knight is no fit consort for a princess of royal blood."

Ser Bonifer Hasty.

Ser Bonifer himself had been a promising knight in his youth, but something had happened to him, a defeat or a disgrace or a near brush with death, and afterward he had decided that jousting was an empty vanity and put away his lance for good and all. - Jaime III, AFFC

Who knows, maybe Daenerys will meet him one day.

+.+.+

"And my father? Was there some woman he loved better than his queen?"

Ser Barristan shifted in the saddle. "Not … not loved. Mayhaps wanted is a better word, but … it was only kitchen gossip, the whispers of washerwomen and stableboys …"

"I want to know. I never knew my father. I want to know everything about him. The good and … the rest."

She won't even say the word bad. Lol

+.+.+

"As you command." The white knight chose his words with care. "Prince Aerys … as a youth, he was taken with a certain lady of Casterly Rock, a cousin of Tywin Lannister. When she and Tywin wed, your father drank too much wine at the wedding feast and was heard to say that it was a great pity that the lord's right to the first night had been abolished. A drunken jape, no more, but Tywin Lannister was not a man to forget such words, or the … the liberties your father took during the bedding." His face reddened. "I have said too much, Your Grace. I—"

Bootlicking Barry is having a difficult time defaming the great Aerys Targaryen.

There's the passage that broke the brains of half the fandom.

It has been reliably reported, however, that King Aerys took unwonted liberties with Lady Joanna's person during her bedding ceremony, to Tywin's displeasure. Not long thereafter, Queen Rhaella dismissed Joanna Lannister from her service. No reason for this was ever given, but Lady Joanna departed at once for Casterly Rock and seldom visited King's Landing thereafter. - The World of Ice and Fire

Kind of hard for Aerys to be Tyrion's father when Joanna Lannister was never in King's Landing, no?

Anyway, did you enjoy this story of a jealous Mad King trying to interfere with a loving marriage between two cousins? We'll have to wait and see if we get another daddy-daughter parallel.

(I could be talking about two different couples! Isn't it fun!?)

+.+.+

Another procession had come up beside her own, and Hizdahr zo Loraq was smiling at her from his own sedan chair.

How did he know to travel on a sedan chair? She was supposed to ride in a palanquin.

+.+.+

My king. Dany wondered where Daario Naharis was, what he was doing. If this were a story, he would gallop up just as we reached the temple, to challenge Hizdahr for my hand.

Side by side the queen's procession and Hizdahr zo Loraq's made their slow way across Meereen, until finally the Temple of the Graces loomed up before them, its golden domes flashing in the sun. How beautiful, the queen tried to tell herself, but inside her was some foolish little girl who could not help but look about for Daario. If he loved you, he would come and carry you off at swordpoint, as Rhaegar carried off his northern girl, the girl in her insisted, but the queen knew that was folly. Even if her captain was mad enough to attempt it, the Brazen Beasts would cut him down before he got within a hundred yards of her.

My eyes couldn't roll further back.

She actually framed Rhaegar carrying off Lyanna at swordpoint and raping her as love. She's been told the same story as everyone else.

+.+.+

Galazza Galare awaited them outside the temple doors, surrounded by her sisters in white and pink and red, blue and gold and purple. There are fewer than there were. Dany looked for Ezzara and did not see her. Has the bloody flux taken even her?

Daenerys is always wrong, so I don't know what to make of this. People seem to believe Ezzara is a Pahl?

"You have no lack of enemies, Your Grace. You can see their pyramids from your terrace. Zhak, Hazkar, Ghazeen, Merreq, Loraq, all the old slaving families. Pahl. Pahl, most of all. A house of women now. Bitter old women with a taste for blood. Women do not forget. Women do not forgive." - Daenerys I, ADWD

Maybe, but I don't know where they're getting that from.

+.+.+

He has gentle hands, she mused, as warm fragrant oils ran between her toes. If he has a gentle heart as well, I may grow fond of him in time.

When her feet were clean, Hizdahr dried them with a soft towel, laced her sandals on again, and helped her stand. Hand in hand, they followed the Green Grace inside the temple, where the air was thick with incense and the gods of Ghis stood cloaked in shadows in their alcoves.

Four hours later, they emerged again as man and wife, bound together wrist and ankle with chains of yellow gold.

Sorry Hizadahr, the breaker of chains (or her dragons) will not be subdued.

Four hour wedding not long after a speedy northern wedding. Is there a message here?

Final thoughts:

It was mentioned on Reddit this chapter had to be rewritten five times. Can anyone verify George said that?

This doesn't feel like a hard chapter to write.

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Good day! Can I request a fic where reader thinks she's an afterthought to Peter because she always get stood up by him and the one time she needed him the most he's late or didn't show up.It can end however you see fits, thank you!

A/N: I love the idea! There will definitely be a part 2 to this...

The One Time - Peter Parker x (Y/N) - Part 1

Peter Parker x fem!reader

Summary: (Y/N) put her heart and soul into her college application. She had done everything she could to get into her dream school, and the week had finally come when she would get her results. She was the most excited out of everyone in her school to get her letter. If only a certain someone shared her excitement...

Warnings: Peter being kinda neglecting

Hey, are you free?

Read

Can I call you?

Read

Peteer?

Read

Honestly, she had sent so many texts that it was almost too embarrassing to send another one. But she did. It's not like she had another choice. Peter had to think it was important if she texted him again.

College results come in today...

Delivered

Read

Read 1 minute ago

She was almost bored as she saw it. It had become a ritual tual at that point. Peter saw her messages, never replied to them, and pretended he had been too busy and that everything was ok.

But it never was. Peter wold always ignore her, she was always his second priority. Maybe even his third or fourth one.

Her phone suddenly began buzzing. She almost cursed herself at the sudden jolt of excitement that coursed through her. But her heart rate immediately slowed when she saw who it was.

"Hey, MJ," (Y/N) said, trying not to show the disappointment in her voice and probably failing.

"Hey, (Y/N)!" her friend replied, sounding much happier than she herself felt.

"Where are you?" (Y/N) asked, frowning at the pink coverlet sitting next to her on the bed as her ears picked up on loud music coming from MJ's end.

"Liz convinced me to go clubbing."

"Clubbing?" (Y/N) choked. "Dude, you hate clubbing."

"I hated clubbing, past tense," MJ laughed. "It is the funniest thing, and plus, I don't have to think about college results. Or my future."

"Which is why I stay away from them, and why I thought you did too!" (Y/N) replied, clicking her phone to speaker and tossing it next to her on the bed as she lay down. Worry was gathering in her chest, and she took deep breaths as she tried to take her mind off her troubles.

Peter was out there, somewhere. He had seen her messages. What was he doing that he had to ignore them? It was probably something important, but was it really that important...?

"Hey, (Y/N)! You still with me?" MJ's voice carried out of the phone speaker and into her friend's unwilling ears. All (Y/N) wanted to do was curl up and watch videos until she fell asleep, pretending it would take her mind off of problems when she knew full well it would do nothing.

"Yes..."

"Alright, that's enough, I'm coming over."

"What?"

(Y/N) sat up immediately, her frown overtaking her face. What on earth did MJ have planned now...

"You're coming with me. You're going to get up and take off your little MIT hoodie and come to the club."

"You don't know what I'm wearing," (Y/N) said, injured, as she looked down at her MIT hoodie.

"I know what you're going to be wearing!" MJ called. "Now get ready. I'm pulling up in fifteen minutes."

"You don't have a car," (Y/N) reminded her, still hoping she could get out of this.

"Oh, this girl I met here is giving me a ride. If you're not ready, I'll tell Peter you sleep with his shirt under your pillow."

With that, MJ hung up.

"Yeah, you can try," (Y/N) said to the dark screen. "Maybe you'll have better luck."

All of a sudden, the screen lit up again. (Y/N) squealed and jumped out of bed as she recognized the name. It was from Peter.

Her fingers hurried to tap the notification and push in her passcode. Her heart fell a little as she read the text.

Kinda busy tonight, helping May.

Her smile brightened again as another text popped up.

Yeah, I know, it's pretty exciting.

Of course, Peter would never forget her. She pushed all the 'what ifs' to the back of her mind. This was a time to get ready.

She'd never had the opportunity to wear the dress she knew would be the most appropriate. A friend had gotten it for her months ago, and it was so short she had pushed it to the back of her closet, definite it belonged in the 't-shirt' category rather than a dress.

But now, as she held it out in front of her, the silver material and the tight bodice didn't seem so bad. After all, it was one night, and Peter's text had considerably lightened her mod. Maybe one or two drinks would make her feel better.

A honk sounded from outside, and (Y/N) smiled as she heard MJ's voice calling her.

She hurried to grab her clutch and her phone. This was her first time going out since she could remember. She was determined to make the most of it.

"You look hot," MJ commented as her friend slipped into the car and shyly said hello to the girl driving the car.

"Since when did you become that friend who drags all her friends to random clubs at all hours of the day?" (Y/N) asked.

"You... need to get out more," MJ slurred, twirling a red plastic cup in her fingers.

"And you... are drunk," (Y/N) mocked, though she didn't really mean it. She intended to follow in her friend's footsteps that night. She could use some forgetting.

The data was off on her phone. She couldn't get any notifications. But if she did, she would have seen that her MIT application status had been updated.

She would also have torn up all her pictures of MIT that she had made when she was younger, or the promise letter she had written in freshman year, promising herself she would get in.

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Meanwhile, Peter Parker was having the time of his life. Obviously, Aunt May didn't need his help that night, he had just said that to get rid of (Y/N). He loved her, he really did, but she needed too much from him. She needed a version of him that he couldn't be.

When MJ had texted him by accident, he had found out that she would be at a club, he had decided to join her but ended up with a gaggle of swooning girls at a bar.

Now, he just wanted to forget about everything. (Y/N), in particular, He had gotten into MIT when he applied for Early Action, so he didn't have the same stress as his classmates.

So clubbing on a Friday night seemed like a perfect excuse to forget about his weirdly clingy girlfriend.

Suddenly, someone beside him squealed. He looked up suddenly and saw a girl who had sat with him jumping up and down, looking at her phone, a widely excited look on her face.

"They're here! MIT is sending out acceptances!" she squealed.

"Oh, boy," Peter sighed. He knew he was being a complete jerk, but didn't he deserve some privacy? Didn't he deserve some peace and quiet? All he was hoping for in that moment was that (Y/N) wouldn't text him.

But, sure enough, five minutes later, his phone started buzzing.

A hand on his chest soon stopped the hand going to his pocket.

"Who is that from?" a girl's voice whispered in his ear. Peter turned around and smiled when he recognized her. She had bought him a drink earlier, and she seemed to really like him. Not that Peter was complaining, she looked really good.

"Just a girl," whispered Peter, feeling his throat tighten.

"Well, ditch her," the girl said. "Wanna get out of here?"

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(Y/N) could feel the sobs slipping to her throat. She had convinced MJ that she was ok, she could get herself home. But right now, she was outside the club, holding her phone, looking left and right in horror.

Acceptance status: denied.

Denied.

Not even deferred. Denied.

This was the end of everything. She had texted her mom, her dad, Peter. Finally, she had managed to get an Uber, which should have been here three minutes ago, and Peter had sent her another cryptic text about helping his Aunt May.

"Oh, screw it," (Y/N) whispered into the night air, and pressed the call button next to her boyfriend's name.

There was a pause. She frowned. Peter's ringtone was the Ghostbusters theme song. She could literally hear the song playing in her ears. It sounded too real to be something she was making up in her head.

She frowned again and looked around, trying to follow the source of the noise.

(Read Part 2 here!)

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our-flag-means-love · 10 months

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alright, so i made this playlist with the target audience of Specifically Me, but if anyone else loves both ofmd and the killers as much as i do, may i present:

Ed x Stede, as told by The Killers

15 songs, 59 minutes in total.

(also on youtube, if you don't use spotify or aren't able to listen in order, which i highly recommend)

i wanted to challenge myself to tell the story of their relationship (throughout s1 + a bit of hopeful speculation) using only songs by the band that's been rotting my brain for the past year, and i think i was able to do it surprisingly cohesively.

a brief explanation and lyric highlight for each choice can be found under the cut.

(all lyrics are taken from genius, in case some don't match what you hear or don't match what spotify says)

1. boy

this could really be read as either a stede childhood song or an ed childhood song. both? both is good.

these streets / weren't meant to house / jet-fueled engine dreams

2. When You Were Young

hoo boy, if there was ever a song about ed having religious trauma.

he doesn't look a thing like jesus / but he talks like a gentleman / like you imagined when you were young

3. I Can't Stay

sorry to go straight from one of their best songs to one of their... not best songs. but yes, stede leaving mary.

in the dark, for a while now / i can't stay, very far / i can't stay much longer / riding my decision home

4. The Man

the man, the myth, the legend, Blackbeard™, with a head made of smoke and all that.

i got skin in the game / i got a household name / i got news for you baby, you're looking at the man

5. Flesh And Bone

except, oops, he's actually a person, too. and his relationship with his near-mythical persona is a complicated one.

what are you afraid of? / and what are you made of? / flesh and bone / and i'm running out of time

6. Tidal Wave

they're falling in love, your honor.

you say this life has given you nothing / you got another thing coming

7. Andy, You're A Star

uh oh, ed's prioritizing love and happiness over his career and his fame! izzy sure isn't happy about that.

in a car with a girl / promise me she's not your world / 'cause andy, you're a star

8. Mr. Brightside

yeah, i'm sorry, i know this song is overplayed, but i had to. here comes calico jack, my beloved dumpster fire, to separate our boys.

jealousy / turning saints into the sea / swimming through sick lullabies / choking on your alibis

9. Neon Tiger

ah, here they come, that good ol' english navy looking for stede.

run neon tiger, there's a price on your head / they'll hunt you down and gut you / i'll never let 'em touch you

10. Leave The Bourbon On The Shelf

ed's time away from stede is pretty dang miserable. and for this song's eerie ending, picture his smile right before he pushes lucius overboard.

before you say goodbye / leave the bourbon on the shelf / and i'll drink it by myself / and i love you endlessly

11. Everything Will Be Alright

stede, my sweet optimistic boy, you have no idea what you're returning to.

and you don't need to compromise / i'm dreaming 'bout those dreamy eyes / i never knew, i never knew / but it's alright

12. The Rising Tide

angry! ed! breakup! song!

before life and the dream collide / 'cause the truth's gonna come and cut me open wide / and you can't escape the rising of the tide

13. Have All The Songs Been Written?

stede's apology.

i just need one more to get through to you / i can't take back what i've done wrong / i just need one more

14. All These Things That I've Done

ed coming to terms with his past, his present, and his future.

these changes ain't changing me / the cold-hearted boy i used to be

15. Bones

they've reunited for good, and now they fuck. (seriously, the following are probably my favorite lines but they don't nearly do justice to how horny this song is.)

there's someone calling / an angel whispers my name / but the message relayed is the same: / "wait 'til tomorow, you'll be fine"

if you've read this far, thank you so much for indulging this intersection of my two biggest brainrots of 2022. for making it to the end, i'll reward you with the opportunity to Behold the kiss again:

#my brain is full of worms who are all riding on a sam's town record as it rotates and i'm making it everyone's problem #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd playlist #stede bonnet #edward teach #blackbeard #gentlebeard #blackbonnet #ed x stede

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suchaspookyginger · 9 months

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'just on a whim' || a torao/lawlu playlist

track lyrics below the read more (it's long though)

secrets i have held in my heart are harder to hide than i thought || i'm sorry, brothers, so sorry lover; forgive me, father, i love you, mother || save your breath - half your life, you've been hooked on death || i fell in love, 'cause no one saw me the way you did || i wanna know what it's like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent || there's a box in your heart where you keep your feelings hidden || and maybe it's the past that's talking, screaming from the crypt || tremble, little lion man, you'll never settle any of your scores || i know this whole damn city thinks it needs you, but not as much as i do || i'm no good on my own anymore

left my soul in his vision, let's go get it out || last night i had a dream we were inseparably entwined || i'm on my guard with the rest of the world, but with you i know it's no good || i lose my voice when i look at you, can't make a noise though i'm trying to || can you hear me say, "don't throw me away"? there's no way out || best friends, ex-friends til the end, better off a lovers and not the other way around || in the morning you'll learn i disappeared off into the night so quietly || i'm exhausted by my heart || when the road began to crumble in front of my eyes, there was only one person i wanted to find || can't stop thinking 'bout the nights that i still regret

and the skeletons in both our closets plotted hard to fuck this up || my friend says "you're not alone," but that skin still doesn't feel like home || reaching for the deep end but i can't swim || it's not that i don't feel the pain, it's just i'm not afraid of hurting anymore || i've been on the run since i was a boy, but i'm now done running, got another thing coming watching my enemies get destroyed || who am i without this weight on my shoulder? oh god i'm dying to know || i've been running away i forget what i'm running from, but it still scares me today what i found in you love || smitten's a bad look on me || in the name of the father, the skeptic and the son, i had one more stupid question || i don't know where i'm going, but i don't think i'm coming home

a half-empty [boy] don't make me laugh i'll choke || my eyes want you more than a memory || it's actually pretty easy being nice to a bitter boy like him || god knows where i would be if you hadn't found me sitting all alone in the dark || your dark brother wrapped in white, says it's good to be alive, but now he rides a comet's flame and he won't be coming back again || i'll use you as a makeshift gauge of how much to give and how much to take || this was the place i grew up, now it's ashes to ashes || i've been ripped up and tossed like a mouse, wrestled with the heavens and the devil himself || why drink the water from my hand, contagious as you think i am? || i just want to make it vanish, but the notes of an old mistake still ring louder every day

you're always getting curious and leaving town || i could never define all that you are to me || i wouldn't test you, i'm not the best you could have attained || i can't process what i'm feeling now, this skin i can do without || i woke up with the sun, thought of all of the people, places and things i've loved || love of mine, someday you will die, but i'll be close behind || they say an end can be a start, feels like i've been buried yet i'm still alive || i'm chasing down my demons, i can hear them breathing. but who knew you would bring me comfort? || i won't fight for anyone until you move my hand || rainy days and bad luck comin' my way, i look for when i'm lost so i don't go insane

this is all your own battle to win, this is your ship and you are the captain || i'm feelin' like i'm messin' it up, i'm callin' out your name and god help me 'cause i'll never love again || got my heart in your hands and your hands on my chest || strange life i live, but it's what you've decided, i'll give it all into your hands || i won't make the same mistakes that i've made for fifteen years || oblivion is where i'm headed, my mind is on the brink of going supernova || and as the world comes to an end, i'll be here to hold your hand. 'cause you're my king and i'm your lionheart

#one piece #trafalgar law #trafalgar d water law #lawlu #lulaw #op #this playlist is especially dedicated to the catholic!law truthers #also i am a firm believer in repeating artists #though i do try to not repeat albums but. well. tessa violet's 'bad ideas' is a masterpiece on being in love and self-destructive lmfaoooo #this playlist is long btw. please put it on shuffle as i just added songs as i thought of them and then loosely rearranged #one day i'll actually make playlists that are a little more cohesive #not today

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oyesmendes · 2 years

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love is just a word - the shorts

read the whole series here!!

maranello; winter of 2020

memories, memories, and more memories

boxes on top of boxes, on top of more boxes in a not so big apartment just fifteen minutes away from the ferrari factory. carlos was squeezing past some of the stacks, trying to avoid toppling them over; while isa was in the kitchen washing away at the sink.

this was home for the next two years.

he's pulling out random stuff from these unlabelled boxes - a result of last minute packing and the lack of organisation - and he's stumbled upon the one he wanted to avoid the most. the box from madrid. the one that he had tucked at the back of his closet for the last two years. it was more battered than the others that had survived the plane and truck ride here from the uk, but carlos never paid much attention to its state, not to mention the familiar handwriting on the side of the box.

castaña's

he had hoped that it would be his clothes, or a couple of his helmets, or knick knacks he shoved into a box haphazardly; but no, the moment he lifted the lids, he spotted his old race suit, then an old helmet and a lump formed in his throat. the dark green hues and your number '25'. the last time you raced at a professional level, and your last helmet exchange with him. a picture frame peeks out from underneath the countless trophies.

"oh what's this!" isa picks up one of the trophies sticking out of the box, holding it in her hands and squinting at the words. he pushes the old race suit further into the box, effectively covering the picture frame from anyone's sight.

"that was a trophy, from formula three." he tells isa, wrapping his arms around her. he remembers the moment like it was yesterday.

"carlitos! you did it, you did it!" you're jumping up and down in the paddock, excitement pumping through your veins. carlos runs over to hug you, spinning you round and round again. the both of you were practically glowing under the sunlight.

this was his first formula three podium. the same week you were on the podium with his father for your second dakar race. it felt like an absolute dream come true. you walk hand in hand with him through the paddocks, the media having a good field day with the pictures. you both arrive back in his drivers room, a bag sitting on the table.

"what's this?" carlos asks, running his fingers over the bag. he knew it held a helmet, but he already had his in his hand, so he was puzzled as to who's it was. you gesture for him to open it, and when he pulls the zipper, he notices your iconic dark green stripes. he takes the helmet out, and it sides were covered with white ink.

to my chilli:

i'm so proud of how far we've come. i'm so proud of you. can't wait for our future together. i love you.

-castaña

a scrawly heart was drawn next to the message. this was the helmet you won the race in. carlos was grinning from ear to ear, holding the helmet in his hand like a baby.

"you like?"

"i love."

while he was in his trance, walking down memory lane, isa had already lined up the few trophies along the shelves. but he stopped her as she reaches for another one, close to the helmet, the frame, and a lot of other memories.

"i'll do the rest, mi amor. you should take a rest."

"i'll get dinner started then," she pecks him on the cheek, smiling sweetly at him. he takes the helmet from the box, placing it next to the trophy, the side with the note facing the wall.

then he pulls the picture frame up. just as he remembered. it was you, and him, perched on a bench each holding the trophy and helmet. he was smiling widely at the camera, while you had your lips pressed to his cheeks.

his fingers run over your face in the picture, and he holds the frame tightly to his body before putting it back with the box, storing it with all the other memories of you.

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#carlos sainz #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz jr x reader #formula1 #formula 1 fic #formula one x imagines #formula one x reader

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justaltruix227 · 11 months

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||For The Dancing And The Dreaming - Philza x Kristin||

Song: The Dancing and the Dreaming - How To Train Your Dragon 2

Fandom: DSMP

Somewhere in the forest there she lies, standing tall and proud. As the crows swoop around the opening, trees creating a barrier to keep her safe. She awaits for him to come once again.

Her eyes shine with happiness as the blonde appears from the tree line whistling her favourite tune, taking his hat into his hands as he approaches.

Hand in hand as he takes a staggered breath. "I'll swim and sail on savage seas." He says as he looks up at her smiling, "with never a fear of drowning." He squeezed her hands a little more as he reassured himself, "and gladly ride the waves of life," he slowly goes down on one knee, a blush more than apparent on his face. "If you would marry me." His gaze upon the love of his life, full of joy as she clasps her hands over her mouth tho stop the gasp of surprise.

Squeezing onto the hat with one hand with the other, her hand. "No scorching sun nor freezing cold will-""Will stop me on my journey, sorry!" one of the surrounding crows interrupts but gets quieted down quickly as the blonde turned to look at him, Kristin trying to hold in her laughter. The blonde turns his head back to his lady.

"If you will promise me your heart," his gaze softens as her gaze meets him, he looks down for a second, "and love." He sighs, uncertain in himself.

She begins to lower herself, so they're at eye level. "And love me for eternity." Grabbing his hat and placing it on his head smiling fondly at him. She moved her hands down to cup his face, smiling on both faces.

She grabs his hands as she rises, bringing him up as well. "My dearest one, my darling dear," she takes a step backwards ushering him to step forward as she does, hands still holding one another. "Your mighty words astound me."

A large smile on her face as his eyes glistened with love, "but I've no need for mighty deeds," she continues as she twirls herself with one of his hands into his chest, "when I feel your arms around me." A laughter roars in Philzas chest as he smiles at her, wrapping his arms around her.

"But I would bring you rings of gold," he moves from one should to over her next, he grabs her hand and twirls, "I'd even sing you poetry" "oh, would you?"

He outstretches their linked hand, "and I would keep you," he kisses her hand, "from all harm." He steps closer, "if you would stay beside me."

Kristin unlinks their hands as she spins a circle "I have no use for rings of gold," she turns and step closer to her lover, "I care not for your poetry." She boops his nose, causing a chuckle to leave the blondes mouth. Intertwining their hands once more. "I only want your hand to hold-" The blonde pecks her lips before continuing, "I only want you near me."

He pulls her into a quick dip and pecks her cheek, "to love and kiss to sweetly hold." They once again begin to dance like leaves in a breeze, twirling and outstretching their linked hands. Only to spin back close to each other hands clasped together, "for the dancing and the dreaming." As Philza lowers back onto one knee, hand in Kristins as she dances around him. "Through all life's sorrows and delights," He stand back up holding both her hands once more. "I'll keep your laugh inside me."

One hand holding one another as her hand rests on his shoulder and his one her waist, they move around together, "I'll swim and sail a savage seas," quickly switching to both her hands on his shoulders and his her waist they begin to spin. "With never a fear of drowning." Their eyes full of love for one another as large smiles are plastered on their faces. they spin once more, "I'd gladly ride the waves so white," As Philza picks her up ever so slightly off the ground, foreheads resting on one another. "And you will marry me!" They laugh and chuckle as Philza stumbles and falls backwards so they both are on the ground laughing with joy.

"Eee I'm still going, I'm done!" The crow finishes as the nearby crow shakes their head.

#philza #philza minecraft #mumza #misstrixtin #dsmp #philzaxmumza #fluff #dancingandthedreaming #altf4work

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nixie-writes · 11 months

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Nixie x Striker - Son of a Gun

Another song fic. This is only four pages but I'll put a cut to keep this short. Consider this some of Nixie's backstory.

There was a time she would lie in the grass and imagine the places she’d never go,

And there all alone she would pleasure herself with the thoughts of a man she’d never know.

Nixie lay in a patch of tumbleweeds, sighing in content. She was finally done helping around the farm for the day and could daydream her heart away. The barn she slept in was cozy and dim, with a slant of moonlight shining through the doors. Surrounding her were bales of hay and bags of feed for the horses. The barn smelled of musty grass but it was home to her.

Nixie threw her arms over her head and hummed softly. Closing her eye she thought of the rings she’d traveled. Sloth was beautiful but too busy. Greed was a rather criminal ring. Lust was just not up her alley with all the succubi, incubi and imps roaming around. Gluttony was broken, always taking more than it could handle. Envy made her feel insecure about herself and she shied away from that ring. Pride was a wonderful ring full of culture and many types of sinners, but she could never shake the idea of visiting Wrath.

Ah yes, Wrath ring. Nixie had heard stories of the imps and other demons that inhabited the Wrath ring. So much variety, so many opportunities to make a living. What captured her interest the most, however, was the demons themselves. She could only dream of riding a horse with a cowboy, her arms around his waist for support. Shifting comfortably in her makeshift bed she opened her eye again, staring at the ceiling of the barn.

Lying there she made a promise that one day she’d run,

And find just the man she was looking for.

As much as Nixie loved the Pride ring and everything it had to offer, she couldn’t stop the tug towards Wrath. Even with all her shifting she couldn’t get comfortable enough to sleep. The night toiled on until morning and Nixie had spent the night awake, thinking of her dream to live in Wrath. While she appreciated the help the imps she lived with gave to her, she felt it was her time to leave. With only the clothes on her back she bid farewell to the elderly imp couple and wished them the best of luck. She was out to reach Wrath. She’d find her cowboy somehow.

Upon reaching the elevators for different rings she boarded the elevator for Wrath. This was her first adventure on her own. Her mother had sheltered her since she was a baby and now she was on her first solo mission. Excitement bubbled in her stomach. Glancing around the elevator she wasn’t surprised to see some rough looking imps on board with her. Many wore hats, sombreros and ponchos. The culture in the elevator alone was incredible to Nixie. Shuffling around in the elevator she bumped into a figure behind her. Turning to make eye contact and apologize for her rudeness Nixie was met with a tall imp who was definitely born in Wrath, golden tooth and snake eyes.

“Oh, my apologies!” Nixie squeaked, sounding more like an impling than a fully grown water nymph. The taller imp just chuckled. “You have a mighty fine way of meetin’ demons. What’s your name doll?” He held out a clawed hand and Nixie took it out of politeness. “N-Nixie, sir. And you are…?” She prompted. The imp chuckled. “Oh how rude of me! I forgot to introduce myself. Name’s Striker, I’m sure you’ve heard of it.” Nixie shook her head no. Striker quirked an eyebrow. “No, really? Well ya do now!”

The elevator to Wrath opened and Striker, still holding Nixie’s hand, guided her out into the desert terrain. Nixie gave a loud gasp of happiness. “I’m finally here!” She squealed loudly. Striker chuckled. “Ya like what ya see? Not much to see really.” The Wrath imp admitted. Nixie was taking in her surroundings. “This place is beautiful. So barren, in need of life! It’s better than I ever dreamed of! Thank you,” Nixie bowed respectfully.

Well, she was in love with that son of a gun but he was not the man that she took him for.

Striker patted her between her tall ears. “You’ll get to like it here. Let me give you a tour.” Striker offered. Nixie nodded her head in agreement. “Yes, please!”

Striker, with Nixie’s hand in his, guided her through Wrath. From the boring heat of the fiery sun to the baked sand underfoot to the scattered farms. “Why don’t I take you to the farm I help out at? They could surely use a pretty young lady to help with the cattle.” Nixie smiled, her magenta eye shining brightly. “That sounds wonderful!” Striker smiled, his gold tooth glinting in the light, and dragged her along to Joe’s farm. Nixie felt butterflies in her stomach walking beside Striker. He was everything she’d dreamed of: tall cowboy with a Wrath drawl. Her heart skipped a beat and her stomach twisted into knots.

Oh it wasn’t long before he pulled her in and he asked her to come run away with him.

He saw a pretty young girl who was ready to run,

And he saw just the chance he’d been looking for.

Well, she fell in love with that son of a gun but he was not the man that she took him for.

It was a week after meeting Striker and agreeing to work at Joe’s farm. Nixie had a fun time supplying food to the cattle and riding the horses. She was in a dream state. Everything seemed perfect. In fact, Joe’s daughter and the rest of her work crew were going to be visiting the farm for the Harvest Moon Festival. Nixie was excited to meet the famous Mildred.

But when they arrived Striker was quick to compliment Mildred - no, Millie - and Nixie felt something she’d never felt before. She had an instant sense of tensity between herself and Millie, as though they were about to fight over a piece of meat. “Oh yeah, you remember my husband Moxxie,” Millie sang, shoving her husband to Joe and his wife. Nixie released a breath she didn’t know she was holding. What if Striker liked her? It didn’t matter, did it? They weren’t together. Yet still, that nagging feeling. She only felt it when she was in Envy. Was she…Jealous? Of course not. They were just friends, right?

After Striker was done introducing himself to Millie’s co-workers Nixie pulled him to the side. “Striker, what was that?!” Nixie demanded in a hushed voice. “It’s like you like her!” She hissed with venom in her words. Striker only chuckled. “Darlin’, the only woman I’d run away from this dump with is you,” he assured her. Nixie felt her face flush a dark blue. Striker patted her shoulder and left their hiding spot to wrastle a beast for dinner. Nixie could only watch in awe as Striker knocked Moxxie off the beast and took its life with precision and ease. He said something inaudible to her and carried the beast inside. Ditching her hiding spot she followed the Hellhound and imp inside, leaving Millie to tend with her husband.

After carving the beast for dinner it was brought to Nixie’s attention that Stolas of the Ars Goetia was visiting to reveal the true harvest moon. While she was interested in seeing this feat, she was more interested in what Striker was doing. Slithering up the stairs of the house she came in front of a door closed ajar. Peering inside she saw Striker brandishing a gun with holy trails on it. Did it have holy bullets? What did he intend to use that for? It wasn’t her business so she slid back down the stairs to the festival.

While gazing in awe at the true harvest moon Stolas summoned, Nixie felt a hand grab hers. “We’ve gotta get the fuck outta Dodge,” Striker informed her and pulled her with him out of the crowd, running to a horse on standby. He heeled Nixie up first then took his seat in front of her and took off, bullets flying past them as they fled.

They headed out west riding into the sun and he promised her she was the only one,

Well he was a thief and he’d steal just for fun,

He’d go cruising around with his little gun.

Nixie took tight hold of Striker’s waist and buried her face in his shoulder as he rode out of the festival. She had no words. She knew he was in deep shit. Was she somehow involved in this? She wished no ill will on the Goetia family. In fact Stolas had a daughter who hadn’t reached maturity yet. She had so many questions but none of them came out of her mouth.

The two rode on until they came upon a dingy motel. Using what money he had Striker booked a room for the night that he and Nixie shared. Immediately upon entering the room Striker laid himself out on the bed and grabbed the phone, dialing a number. Nixie was too numb from all the turmoil to hear everything, but she picked up that Striker was set to assassinate Stolas and he failed and dragged Nixie with him to run away. She shrank away from the imp, sliding down on the door with her ears in her hands. After the phone call Striker moved to sit beside her. “Now, don’t let that upset you. This is the life we picked, remember?” Nixie could only nod her head in fear.

“Don’t worry doll, I won’t let anyone hurt you. You’re my one and only,” he coaxed. Nixie took a deep breath and let it out. “Yes, I chose this,” she decided. She loved him too much to turn her back on him now. Striker gently pulled her off the floor and let her to the bed. “I’ll sleep on the floor, you take the bunk,” he instructed and took a blanket for himself. Nixie crawled into the bed, suddenly so exhausted, and fell asleep to the sound of Striker’s breathing.

***

Two weeks passed since the festival. Striker never stayed in one place for long. He slung his gun at anyone he deemed worthy and used said gun to steal food, water and other necessities. At first Nixie could understand the theft but it progressed from necessities to useless things. He stole a gas station of all its oil to resell, brandishing his gun at anyone who dared interfere. Nixie knew it was only a matter of time before someone stopped him.

He ran afoul of the law and decided to run and he left her alone.

Well, she was in love with that son of a gun but the story between them, it wasn’t done.

One morning Nixie woke up alone. Striker was nowhere in the barn they’d taken shelter in the night before. All she found was a sheet of paper. “Thanks for the fun times,” was all it said. Peering through the door of the barn she saw Striker, bound by holy rope surrounded by constables. THey crowded her vision and she couldn’t see what they were doing to him. Her first instinct was to run to him and protect him, but before she made it far she was grasped by a constable.

“We found the hostage!” The imp called out to his associates. Hostage? Didn’t she agree to this life? Was she just a hostage to Striker? Her knees went weak with terror and she sank to the sandy ground. Looking up at the imp who held her arm she whispered, “was I really just a hostage?” He nodded solemnly. “You’re lucky to be alive,” he informed her. Lucky to be alive. Did he have plans to kill her off when the searches stopped? Nixie watched halfidded as Striker was dragged into a van and shoved inside. Was that the end of their story? She gave up everything…For this? She allowed the constable to guide her to another van to be questioned.

When she finds him,

She will make him regret he was ever born.

Many years passed. Nixie found herself back in Pride, living on her own among the sinners. She’d since climbed the social ladder to Overlord, looking over her territory and defending the Hellborns of Pride. Their culture had to be preserved and sinners were clogging up the ring. She had no issue with the yearly extermination, the exorcists weren’t after Hellborns.

Despite her success she never forgot her roots, the Stockholme syndrome she felt with that Wrath imp who carried her along as an unknowing hostage through the ring after a failed assassination attempt. She could never forget those eyes or golden tooth. The same gold tooth that Valentino sported. She could never forget those snake eyes or the rattle of his tail, or his smooth Wrath drawl. She couldn’t find out what she saw in him. An escape from her sheltered life? Maybe.

All Nixie knew for sure was that she craved revenge for being taken advantage of for her childish feelings for Striker. She knew they would cross paths again and when they did, she’d give him back exactly what he gave her.

#helluva boss x reader #striker x reader #helluva boss striker

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flieslikeamoron · 1 year

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I have a playlist for Sleight of Hand and you can listen to it if you want. Is it at heart a conversation between Fiona Apple saying I'm too fucked up to love and Arctic Monkeys saying I just wanna be yours? Sure. But there are a lot of other songs too! I listed all the songs below for those that don't have spotify.

The Fic | The Playlist on Spotify

My Type - Saint Motel

And take a look around the room Love comes wearing disguises How to go about and choose? Break it down by shapes and sizes I'm a man who's got very specific taste

You're just my type Oh, you got a pulse and you are breathing

A Mistake - Fiona Apple

I'm gonna fuck it up again I'm gonna do another detour Unpave my path And if you wanna make sense What you looking at me for? I'm no good at math

Pick U Up - Adam Lambert

I'mma pick you up, I'mma pick u up We're gonna see where we can go This is how I live, this is what I give And you're the one I want to know All my life, I've been waiting Pass my time, procrastinating

Hey Pretty - Poe

I see a stairway so I follow it down Into the belly of a whale Where my secrets echo all around You know me now but to do better than that You've got to follow me Boy, I'm trying to show you where I'm at Hey pretty Don't you wanna take a ride with me?

When We're High - LP

When we're high Oh my God, you blow my mind So let's get high Live until we die You and I Let's just do it one more time (A million times) Let's get high Live until we die

R U Mine? - Arctic Monkeys

She's a silver linin', lone ranger ridin' through an open space In my mind, when she's not right there beside me I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be And satisfaction feels like a distant memory And I can't help myself All I wanna ever say is, "Are you mine?" Well, are you mine? (Are you mine tomorrow?) Are you mine? (Or just mine tonight?)

Temptation Waits - Garbage

I'll tell you something I am a demon Some say my biggest weakness I have my reasons Call it my defense Be careful what you're wishing You come on like a drug I just can't get enough I'm like an addict coming at you for a little more

Don't Talk to Strangers - Dio

Don't talk to strangers 'Cause they're only there to make you sad Don't dream of women 'Cause they'll only bring you down Run, run, run, run away

Indestructable - Welshly Arms

You're my blood rush Just out of touch Kills me inside But I feel so alive And now you got me like- I'm flashing like a red light But you know I'm gonna keep trying Why you gotta be so Indestructible Fire in your bones Nothing can touch you

Got Dynamite - Demi Lovato

Tell me what you've got to break down the walls Kick senseless my defense Tell me what your gonna do I need you to light the fuse Tell me what you've got to break down the walls You just might need dynamite

Stay Soft - Mitski

Just tell me what you want to do Tell me what you want To burn away 'Cause I could be your stoker

Open up your heart Like the gates of hell

You stay soft, get beaten Only natural to harden up You stay soft, get eaten Only natural to harden up

Left Alone - Fiona Apple

Oh, when I try to love I can love the same man in the same bed in the same city But not in the same room, it's a pity, but Oh, it never bothered me before Not 'til this guy, what a guy, oh God what a good guy And I can't even enjoy him 'Cause I'm hard, too hard to know

How can I ask anyone to love me When all I do is beg to be left alone

One Way or Another - Blondie

One way, or another, I'm gonna win ya, I'll get ya, I'll get ya

Straight Through the Heart - Dio

Never tell a secret with your eyes It's the eyes that let you down Tell a little truth with many lies It's the only way I've found

You Might Think - The Cars

You might think it's foolish This chancy rendezvous You might think I'm crazy All I want is you

Fast as You Can - Fiona Apple

O darling, it's so sweet You think you know how crazy How crazy I am You say you don't spook easy You won't go But I know And I pray that you will Fast as you can, baby Run, free yourself of me Fast as you can

I Want it All - Arctic Monkeys

Blind faith, heartache Mind games, mistakes My sweet fireball My sweet rigmarole I want it all

Runaway - Grace Potter & The Nocturnals

I hooked you with the beat The heavy heat gettin' out of hand And I loved you in a lonely bed The word you said made me understand That if I loved you, I would stay I'd never stray or runaway And I fall down, lonely night I can't fight but maybe I should pray Lord Give me the strength to stay 'Cause I always run away

It Will Come Back - Hozier

You know better, babe Than to smile at me, smile at me like that You know better, babe Than to hold me just, hold me just like that Don't let me in with no intention to keep me Jesus Christ, don't be kind to me Honey, don't feed me, I will come back

To Your Love - Fiona Apple

My derring-do allows me to Dance the rigadoon around you But by the time I'm close to you I lose my desideratum and now you

Please, forgive me for my distance The pain is evident in my existence Please forgive me for my distance The shame is manifest in my resistance to your love

I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys

I wanna be your vacuum cleaner Breathing in your dust I wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust If you like your coffee hot Let me be your coffee pot You call the shots, babe I just wanna be yours

Never Be Me - Miley Cyrus

If you're looking for someone to be all that you need That'll never be me (hard as I try) That'll never be me (I play with fire)

Do I Wanna Know? - Arctic Monkeys

(Do I wanna know?) If this feelin' flows both ways? (Sad to see you go) Was sorta hopin' that you'd stay (Baby, we both know) That the nights were mainly made For sayin' things that you can't say tomorrow day

Lights On - The Pierces

This won't get any easier now that your heart is beating in my hand And I'll try not to destroy you, baby, even though we both know I can Oh, you know I can

Make love with the lights on baby Tell me what you see Clear the bed to lie on darlin' Make a mess of me

FOOLS - Troye Sivan

And my hopes, they are high, I must keep them small Though I try to resist I still want it all

Little Bit - Lykke Li

Hands down I'm too proud for love But with eyes shut It's you I'm thinking of But how we move from A to B It can't be up to me 'cause I don't know Eye to eye, thigh to thigh I let go I think I'm a little bit, little bit A little bit in love with you But only if you're a little bit, little bit Little bit in love with me

Love Me More - Mitski

I need you to love me more Love me more, love me more Love enough to fill me up Fill me up, fill me full up I need you to love me more Love me more, love me more Love enough to drown it out Drown it out, drown me out

Raw Raw - K. Flay

You disarmed me, no defense My armor turned to sand It's hard to escape the wounds of the past Every time I feel something real, I wanna take it back

Sensitive, I'm peeling back my skin You got me raw, raw So emotional Raw, raw Oh, I feel exposed Chainsaw Buzzing at my throat Pressure building up inside my chest You pulled the stitches out again I feel the feelings creeping in You got me raw, raw

The One That You Love - LP

Try to be the fire for you, try to be the sun Try to be your home and the place that you come to Babe, I took my whole world and put it in your hands I'm really trying hard but I don't understand How to be the one that you love

Happiness - Black Keys

You got to do the thing you don't want doing Even if it's going to ruin what you had If what you had was bad Say the words you don't want saying Find the nerve to stop delaying Happiness

Respectable Dive - Rufus Wainwright

And baby I love you And I do not want to lose you But I'm not able to put my cards on the table And if you only knew of the hand that I'm holding You would be blushing And I am so far from bluffing

FistfIght - The Ballroom Thieves

They said love is grabbing blindly at a pit full of snakes And wait to feel the only heel among the rows of all the venomous teeth What did I do to deserve you? How did you find me? I was already halfway gone You were a bright light You were a fistfight

Tightrope - LP

We're just a step from fearless Reach out for me my dearest, don't you cry You don't know, you're almost near it

All this time You're just tryin' not to lose it You can always learn to fly You never do until you do it

Up high in the middle of nowhere Don't know but you know when you get there Walk slow and low on a tightrope Hope it lasts but you know, you never know

#playlist #steddie #my fic: sleight of hand #steddie fic #steddie fanfic #steddie playlist #fic playlist #moodboard #steddie moodboard #fic moodboard #my fic

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ask-healthy-light · 2 years

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*A song in a old tone rings out through the castle starting with a long gentle whistle*

🎶I'll swim an sail on Savage seas with never a fear of drowning and gladly ride the waves of life if you both would stay beside me 🎶

🎶 Nor scorching sun or freezing cold would stop me on my journey.... 🎶

🎶If you both promise me your hearts...and lo-...love me for eternity

My dearest ones my darling dears your voices still astound me an the only glory I need is when I feel your hooves around me~ 🎶

🎶 Oh I would buy you both rings of gold I would even write you poetry~ I would keep you from all harm if y'all would stay beside me~ 🎶

🎶I know you no have no need for gold an don't care for my poetry but if I could just thing it be my hooves around thee~🎶

🎶To kiss to love to hold for the dancing an the dreaming for of life sorrows an delights I'll keep your laughs beside me~🎶

🎶I'll swim an sail the savage seas for the dancing an the dreaming I'll gladly ride the waves of life 🎶

🎶 If you both would marry me~ 🎶

When they heard the first whistles coming from the hall, Light, wearing their muffling slippers, quietly walked towards the stairs, from whence they found Boom sitting solemnly on the ground, with his back turned towards them, and as he started whistling and singing a song, which made their heart feel warm again, they decided to stay quiet, not wishing for him to lose his focus.

At one point, Boom paused for a moment, taking a sharp breath, as if he forced himself to hold back tears, and for a moment, the halls were silent again, and Light quietly moved further down the stairs, but stopped when they heard the voices of the Princesses coming from another hallway, singing in the same tone, at which point, Boom turned around as a grand smile grew unto his face.

Soon thereafter, Light, who was slightly hiding themselves behind the railings on the stairs, was joined by Nox, who lightly tapped them on their shoulder, and wished them a good morning with a smile, as she sat down next to them, watching with wonder in her eyes at the beautiful scene unfolding in front of them, as Celestia, Luna and Boom all danced and laughed as they sang.

From behind them, both Nox and Light heard more folks approaching and asked them to stay quiet, until eventually, many folks had gathered on the stairs where Light sat, among whom were Harvest, Banana and Eclipse, while Nox pointed out that she saw Caff, Decaf and the Pillars were seated the other staircase, who also cleverly remained out of sight of the Ancients below.

After an idea popped into their head, Light quietly got up and went back to their room to grab the book they had read from in the ruined Castle, and quickly tried to find something that they remembered they had read about, until, late in the book, they found that Boom sang this song at his first meeting with the Princesses, which they sang to him on that fateful night…

The halls and rooms of the Castle were filled with laughter and beautiful singing, as Luna, Celestia and Boom sang their song, and did not stop whenever they reached the end, their smiles growing ever brighter as their energy did not seem to diminish in the slightest, only growing in intensity as they went on, all while a strange and wholesome feeling washed over everycreature.

Finishing their songs, heartily laughing and embracing each other as they fell over, Celestia, Luna and Boom rough-housed with each other for a moment, like they did before in the past, and during their laughter, after Light put down their book, they walked up to the three, laughing along, and wished them a good morning, asking them if they were alright, wrestling on the floor.

Completely to their surprise, without a second thought, Boom jumped up and tackled Light, once again laughing as he began wrestling with the larger Kirin, who started laughing along with him, and as the others all walked down the stairs, watching the strange scene unfold before their eyes, laughter was shared among the whole group, and even Banana, Harvest and Caff joined in the fray.

Eventually, Eclipse walked up, making sure to keep their distance, and politely asked the wrestling beings to finish their business, as they would like their help to prepare breakfast for everycreature, and through their laughter and disappointed voices, they agreed, and helped each other up from the ground, and followed Eclipse to the kitchen, sweetly chatting along.

Stifling their laughter and secretly wishing they had joined in with the young ones, Nox and Decaf walked up to Light, who was drying their tears of joy while rubbing their arms, probably ending up with a few bruises after such a scuffle with the group, and asked them how they felt, seeing how happy they were messing around with the others, to which Light said with a chuckle:

"Sometimes it just feels right to let your inner foal have some fun again, doesn't it?"

(Thanks for reading! And if you enjoyed, please reblog! Thanks in advance!)

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Featuring: Nox Lunarwing from @nox-lunarwing Boomlord from @thedumbguywithaheart43 Caff and Decaf from @askcaffeinehazard

Solar Eclipse and Twilight Sparkle as Twilight Eclipse from @asktwilighteclipse

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luvrl0sers · 1 year

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Hello I want to request a reading with BTS

David Guetta & Sia - Flames

K.Flay - High Enough

MISSIO - Misfit Lunatic

NF - The Search

Carla’s Dreams - Ca Benzina

thank you!

❧𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖙 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖓𝖔. 33

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬...

✨𝖞𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖎

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝...

"One foot in front of the other babe

One breath leads to another"

"There my love, keep on running

Gotta keep those tears at bay"

"Oh, my love, don't stop burning

Gonna send them up in flames"

❧𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 - 𝐝𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 & 𝐬𝐢𝐚

"I don't like anyone better than you, it's true"

"You are my citadel, you are my wishing well,

my baby blue"

"I used to like liquor to get me inspired

But you look so beautiful, my new supplier"

"You got me, you got me good

I'm already high enough

I only, I only, I only got eyes for you"

"Oh, you're phenomenal, feel like a domino,

fall to my knees

I am a malady, you are my galaxy,

my sweet relief"

"All I see are tomorrows

Oh, the stars were made for us"

❧𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 - 𝐤.𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐲

"Legends defend 'til we've taken control

Emperor's demise written down on the scroll

Titles deserved and the dead will not rise

Oh, it's kinda my fault if the empire dies"

❧𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 - 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨

"I've been dealin' with some things

like every human being

& really didn't sleep much last night"

"I just think I need a little free time

Little break from the shows and the bus rides"

"Last year I had a breakdown

Thoughts tellin' me I'm lost gettin' too loud"

"don't need pity given to me, but I

can't condone talkin' down to me,

I'ma have to crack your nose for crackin' jokes"

"Been makin' a whole lot of changes

Wrote a song about that, you should play it"

"I get scared when I walk on these stages

I look at the crowd and see so many faces, yeah

That's when I start to get anxious

That's when my thoughts can be dangerous

That's when I put on my makeup and drown in self-hatred"

"Yeah, the sales can rise

Doesn't mean much though when your health declines

See, we've all got somethin' that we trapped inside

That we try to suffocate, you know, hopin' it dies"

"Pretty evident, dependable can never be tentative

I'm a gentleman, depending on if I think you're genuine

Pretty elegant, but not afraid to tell you to get a grip"

❧𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 - 𝐧𝐟

"I have four scars by at heart, seven at my skin

And I know so much that I'll receive

another one within from you"

"like gasoline

she ignites me

surrounds me

leaves marks on the retina"

"she ignited me,

she's the muse at it's most pure

she inspires me,

deeper than you smoking does"

"no permanent scars, I have four large

& seven small ones too

from you I want one here

besides my heart"

❧𝐜𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐚 - 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐚'𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬

Thank you so much for your order sweetheart! & thank you so much for your patience i hope you enjoy :)) <3

#🔮;tarot reading #yoongi matchup #min yoongi #bts #bts yoongi #suga #min suga #anonymous #yoongi playlist

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avantouroboros · 9 months

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Foxx part 3

Wolf:

Waking the next morning my cock knot still tied inside you

We shared our dreams were we continued to fuck

As we lay there together I whispered words of desire

Fox:

My heart is pounding so hard in my chest

I feel you your Wolfhood knotted in me

My belly is so full with your seed

My belly swells like the incoming tied

I have to do the only thing I know how to

The only way I know how to express my desire

I swivel around with you stuck inside me

until I am on top and my muscles contract

Bring a howl from the deepest part of your soul

As your eyes turn red with desire

My body violently thrashes as I ride my wolf

Wolf:

The morning is young, the Dawn is new,

The fire's light burns all that's right.

The morning is young, the Dawn is new,

And with you, my fox, my new mate not just for last night,

I will make you see that my fire burns the brightest.

Fox:

In the field of sage, where the Dawn wakes

A fox's dance on her big wolf amid dawns first light.

She lay on the wolf, with the lust so strong

Their lovemaking had just begun still strong

Wolf:

"Oh, Foxxy Sage"

Her name slipped from his tongue

His fox in heat, thrashing up and down

His tongue ran through her fur

his fox in heat, his cock buried in her so tight

His body twisted so he could reach to taste there sex

His tongue laped her clit, she tasted so sweet

There juices mixed intoxicating

His fox in heat, she moaned with lust

She clenched her pussy walls, cock sweld

His fox in heat, she began to come

His fox in heat, her scent filling his nose

His fox in heat, she rode him harder and faster

She rode his cock, bouncing so hard

His fox in heat, his cock spewing seed

Fox:

In a meadow of sage, where the day breaks

The fox's dance amid the moon's bright glow.

She rode his cock, her juices running

Her juices flowing out, she's cumming so strong

His fox in control now it is the foxes turn

Her ass, so tight, his wolf was not to win

Wolf:

She's cumming, her body shaking as she comes

her sex tightening around my cock

The wolf's knot tied us together

She'll carry my child and I'll hold her forever

As I lay with my fox I whispered words of lust

She wins It is her turn to dominate

She is my fox and I am her wild beast

We fuck at every chance, we are in heat

And we never get enough.

Fox:

in the field of sage, where the twilight dreams

a fox's dance amid moonlit streams.

She's riding her wolf, his knot tied to her so tight.

He's pumping inside her, his cum is now so thick like butter.

Its been turned and turned thick as goo.

Her belly is swollen with the new life she carries in her womb

As her wolf cums in her she yells and moans.

As they come together their lust grows strong

Fox in heat she feels his wolfly seed grow inside her womb.

Fox my cunt feels like it is ruined so stretched so loose

before tonight she cut early fit his large cock

now it could fit no three all together could thrust

I asked my wolf to share me with his pack

To be fucked by three was her biggest delight

A fox in heat, my mind was in a trance.

I would ride as many cocks that could fit

And to get fucked in the ass by another beast

I loved it rough my body was a treat

The more it hurt the better it tasted.

Fox my cunt feels like it is ruined so stretched so loose

before tonight she cut early fit his large cock

Now it could fit no three all together could thrust

I asked my wolf to share me with his pack

To be fucked by three was her hearts delight

A fox in continues heat

Wolf:

The day has come a, the sun so bright,

The fire's light burns all that's right.

The day has come a, the sun so bright,

And with you, my fox, tour lust will never end.

I fall out of your once tight cunt now so big I explore with my tung

I can fit my whole muzzy wet nose lines in

I can open my jaws so wide my cum feels my mouth

My tung penetrates your cervix I feel you come around my muzzle

You grip me tight you may be open and lose

but your muscles so strong they grasp my like vise

I have to tear my face from your sopping cunt

As I push in harder I hear you scream

"My mate," you pant, "Fuck me please"

I push you down on your belly

I move my tongue so fast along your hole

Then I push my tongue inside my cum gushes out

how can there be so much , I ask myself

"My mate new," you pant as I fuck with my muzzle

I have to tear my face from your sopping cunt

As I push in harder I hear you fuck my face as you fuck me with yours

My tongue is covered in your juice

As I push you down onto your back

I move my tongue so fast inside your hole

Then I push my tongue inside my cum gushes out

how can there be so much , I ask myself

"The meadow is full of you and me"

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junniepop · 3 years

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JJK men and a male reader

So I died and came back. Now my inbox is filled with a lot of Jujutsu Kaisen stuff with a male reader, so I looked around and noticed there aren't a lot of male writers or even gender neutral ones, meaning that's what I'll be doing for awhile. This first request is...

before I get started, if you'd like to request something, then please see my masterlist

JJK boys with a male s/o

Warnings: aged up and language oh and some nsfw stuff cuz that's what they wanted.

Characters: I. Yuuji, F. Megumi, G. Satoru, N. Kento, R. Sukuna, T. Aoi

I. Yuuji

Isn't hung up by you being male, I feel as Yuuji got older, the more open minded he became. His sexuality was something that evolved as he aged and had a big change in his mid teenage years when he was exploring himself. Into his late teens he began seeing people of all types of representation, he simply did not care how they presented themselves.

That leads us to you, our gorgeous male that has Yuuji simping. All seriousness, this man loves entirely, some might even find it to be smothering. He is the type to text you paragraphs of good morning and goodnight texts, always leaving something for you to eat in the fridge, brings something home because it reminded him of you, and always always makes time to call you before a mission.

Yuuji always has random thoughts about you. Like, "Should I make his favorite tonight?" "I wonder what he's doing." "Oh....that would look so cute on him, should I get it?" "AH this charm has our initials on it! that means it was meant to be!"

If you're a sorcerer, Yuuji d e m a n d s to be your partner on missions and he will have a fit if someone says no. Is constantly stressing himself out over your well being, even if he knows you can handle yourself. always asking about your technique and is amazed every time he sees it. Very protective, stands in front of you a lot and when he see's you struggling he doesn't hesitate to get the curse's attention regardless of his own situation.

Also just because I feel like he would: Yuuji gave you a promise ring when he realized you were the one he wanted to be with for the rest of his life.

He has this need to prove to you that he is a fit partner, Like showing you he can cook, has his own place, very responsible with his money and what not.

The type of guy to send you a million snaps a day. He will literally show you everything he did that day and wants the same in return.

Every date with him somehow includes a physical activity. Going out to dinner? chances are Yuuji will see an arcade and more specifically the DDR in the background.

NSFW

In terms of sexual stuff, Yuuji seems like a top, but has definitely thought about bottoming and upon trying it- was not into it. Does not matter if you're much bigger than him or not, he will top you. However, Yuuji is rather submissive when it comes to his partner, he will say yes to whatever it is you want. You want him to be soft and gentle, he'll do it. You want him to absolutely wreck your ability to walk, he'll do it.

The first time Yuuji tried stuff with a guy, he for sure looked up if it would hurt and read that anal could be very painful, was TERRIFIED that he would hurt the guy. Definitely was asking with every movement if he was okay. With you he's more confident, but still askes if you're okay throughout the event.

Man is simple, likes very intimate positions where he can see your face. Heavily into pleasing you, he tries any kinks you're into even if he's not that into it. Loves being praised, it just does something to his brain, in that same line- any sounds you make go straight to his dick. Really enjoys marking, is proud to cover you in them too.

The type of guy to enjoy eating you out, like fully sit on his face. Plus it helps his dick slide in smoother.

Yuuji will lose his mind if you say you want to milk him. Yuuji usually never thinks about his own pleasure, so when you want to pleasure him until he's empty, mans is not readyyyy. Just stutters out an okay and proceeds to go stupid when you start.

Conclusion

Yuuji loves you entirely. Trusts you 100% and would do anything to keep your life stable and happy. Yuuji just wants to grow old with you tbh, so in love with the idea.

If you were to break up with him, he would be devastated, unable to continue on for a long time. I mean he placed his everything into you, why would you do this to him?

all in all, it is a very stable relationship as long as you don't take him for granted because he is prone to letting people use him.

F. Megumi

Definitely did not care you were male. Megumi cares about a person's mentality, their goals and dreams, the way a person carries themselves. When Megumi met you, he found you quite attractive, your drive is what lured him in and from there his feelings developed.

Megumi is subtle in showing his affection. Little touches here, sticky notes meant just for you, always carrying 'extra' snacks. It actually might take you awhile to notice his affections for you, simply because it is so subtle. Megumi seems like the person to wait until you confess. However. Megumi would confess if he gets pushed to or knows he won't get rejected.

Once he confesses, his love is soft and soothing with a hint of awkwardness. Megumi in the beginning would be showing affection through words and small acts of service, always telling you how much he appreciates you and doing things for you. Some of these things would be things like picking up snacks for you, doing your laundry, leaving you some of his clothes. He likes to do these things without you knowing because I think it lessens the embarrassment he feels doing it.

Even if you are in a long term relationship with him, he always gets flustered by you. Megumi is naturally reserved, so telling him I love you with sincerity will cause him to malfunction. Poor boy freezes and stutters around his words while avoiding eye contact.

Now, physical contact in this relationship is a tell tale sign of how much Megumi trusts you and loves you. Megumi is the type of person to reserve physical touch for someone he completely trusts, so with you, this will let you know his true feelings.

Touch would start with closeness at first, just grazing hands or bumping knees, but would develop into hours of intimate cuddling because he's touched starved. KISSING, oh my lord- his kisses tell you everything he feels. so intense, no matter how soft he kisses you.

if you're a sorcerer, Megumi is the type to go on missions with you, but doesn't complain if he can't go with you. However, worries a lot and contemplates going after you. Unlike Yuuji, who would go to literal war, Megumi trusts your strength a lot. The only time he is like yuuji is against a particularly strong curse. Loves fighting together though, it shows how much you trust him.

NSFW

Megumi gives me verse energy. Like he was a top for a long time, asked you if he could bottom once and was surprisingly into it. So now when the mood arises, its whatever you guys are in the mood for. You guys often take turns.

His first time was with you- Megumi just seems like a late bloomer and you were the only person he did stuff with. He's very gentle because he knows it can be painful, I think sexually his fear is not being good enough for you, so give him as much reassurance as you can.

Now this boy is rather kinky despite his personality. Loves when you beg, drives him mad to hear your pleas and whimpers. Likes the pain of you needing something to hold onto when he tops which results in scratches down his back and the pulling of his hair. Doesn't think condoms are necessary because you're the only person for him in his eyes- aka likes breeding. When he bottoms, he enjoys riding and wants to see your face as he does. Do not get it twisted though, he's very much into you messing him up and railing him.

SEND THIS BOY NUDES. DO IT. Mans will sprint home if he has to. Don't do it too often or he'll get used to it. Maybe like once every two-ish weeks. Or better yet do it while he's on a mission. Megumi always tries to answer you, so expecting something serious, he short circuits when its just a pic of you in some underwear he thought he ripped the last time you guys were intimate.

Conclusion

Shy boy into some kinky things with his partner. It might take him some time to develop a deep relationship with you because he's scared you'll leave, but as long as you provide him the security he needs, he'll stay by your side indefinitely.

If you were to break up with him, you're just like his dad in his eyes and the betrayal would result in him locking many people out. Unlike Yuuji, who's emotions pour out of him, many wouldn't know Megumi is barely scrapping by.

G. Satoru

Gojo doesn't give a rats ass how you present yourself, he lives by the motto "a hole's a hole." What truly would make Gojo invest in more than casual hooking up is your personality. Gojo needs someone who doesn't need him and doesn't care about who he is in the sorcerer world. Someone like that would capture his eye rather quick and this man is like "Eh? I'm GOJO SATORU, you know top dog?" and you would just blink and go back to whatever it was you were doing.

Shows off so much trying to impress you. "ne ne (Y/n) did you see me squash that special grade into dust?" *sigh* "Yes Gojo, I also saw you split one into a thousand pieces and turn another into a ball." so unamused by his abilities.

The one time he saw amazement cross your features is when he was playing the piano (I feel Gojo's other talents were never looked at and everyone saw him as this god like being, all he wants is someone to look at other things he can do.) and his heart skipped a beat. Because his first goal was just get into your pants, he was quite surprised you were more interested in his normal talents. This is where he begins showing you his real side, still a teasing man child, but he begins asking you about your interests and seeing what you have in common.

The more he learns, the harder it is for him to find a way not to commit to you. You see Gojo subconsciously looks for a reason to leave, he hates being tied down and is super flighty. Then there's you, ticking all his boxes without even knowing it. There's only been one person to do that.

So he takes a leap and goes for it. He's still scared that he'll get burned like last time, but he's willing to try.

One of the requirements to being with Gojo is you need to be strong in your own right. Gojo is an extremely powerful man with many enemies, so his partner must be able to handle themselves. Being a sorcerer, Gojo would B E G you to go with him on literally every single mission and would throw the biggest tantrum until you say yes. Sometimes when he's being particularly childish, he'll stop fighting the curses to watch you do it. "You can do it (Y/n)-chan, if you win I'll give you kisses." Takes everything in your power not to launch your technique right at him as he sits there with his shit-eating grin.

This man in the beginning of your relationship is immediately extremely handsy. Just all up on you all the time, but little do you know is, this is really a protective measure for when you're out of the house. At home, he's still handsy, but you can just feel how different it is. He'll come and fall asleep on you, stand behind you when you're doing your skincare routine, always following you around the house.

Overtime, you'll become his place to rest when he needs to recharge. You're the only time Gojo gets a break from being at the top. It makes you wonder if he ever truly gets to be normal.

Overall, Gojo's love is deceptively delicate because his personality is quite childish, he uses it as a mask to hide how he's really feeling. So you might think everything is going swimmingly until he ups and leaves you. Once he starts showing you that real side of him, that's when you have him wrapped around your finger.

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This man is incredibly horny. His stamina is very high and he's very kinky. Gojo is a dominant verse whore. It doesn't matter if he's taking or giving, he's always in control. Honey you were not first and you might not be the last, this man is very confident in pleasuring you.

Gojo like I said, is incredibly kinky. He enjoys degrading you, overstimulating you until you beg him to stop, he wants to break you and make you only crave him. Seriously, you might want to think about a safe word because this man won't stop until you're not even speaking coherent sentences. In saying that there are somethings that you can try (key word 'try') to do to make him lose his mind. One of those things is a blowjob, his dick is incredibly sensitive in certain areas, so he'll become a mind-numbed mess if you're good enough. Another is softly begging in his ear and saying how he's the only one who makes you feel this way aka call him your god in bed and he'll bust right then and there.

Phone sex. Legit will call you if you guys haven't been together for a few days and all you hear are his whines and groans. "Guess what I'm doing cutie~"

THIS MAN- you're never safe to answer your phone because one time you opened the snap and it was him lazily jacking his dick. You have a small heart attack every time the notif is a snap from Gojo, just praying you can open it in public and 9/10 you can't.

The type of guy to get handsy in public places. Just in your ear like "Baby pleeeeasssseeeee can we fuck in public, I promise you'll still be able to walk when I'm done."

Conclusion

Gojo is a rollercoaster of a relationship that needs it's rider to be okay with a lot of distance for awhile and sudden disappearances. Without the right criteria, the relationship is doomed to fail.

If you were to break up with him, he would immediately sleep with as many people as he can to numb himself from the pain of having a hole ripped right through him. He'd go back to that childish personality, but you can feel the edge in his words despite his tone.

N. Kento

Nanami gives me 'gave up on the sex of my partner ages ago' energy. Like he has tried relationships with a lot of people and realized all people suck. So you being a man means nothing to him, you just have to prove to him you're not shitty like everyone else.

The type of guy that takes you out on proper dates in the beginning. It's usually dinner because of his job, but sometimes he'll ask you to lunch. Nanami will bring you small gifts like flowers or Knick knacks he thought you'd like.

Nanami likes someone a little younger than himself, probably around 23-24, they still have that idealistic thought process but with realistic foundations. He likes someone who can be serious, but still enjoys things like joyrides or going out bowling.

Nanami is a very uptight guy, so you're going to have to work to get him to relax. When you do, this is when he starts to see you as long time partner rather than someone who is just for fun. Literally goes from stick up his ass, to a big softie that just wants to curl up in bed with you. He'll start smiling more and doing intimate things like bathing together.

Nanami would probably rather have someone outside the sorcerer world so he doesn't have to think about work when he sees you. He wouldn't complain if you were though, gives him a lot less to worry about since he knows you can handle yourself. Doesn't even stress when you go on missions by yourself, he respects your strength.

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Now Nanami is moderately kinky. He's definitely a top and will not change. He's into ddlb (dom daddy and little boy for my innocents out there.) Very much into control and making you take it, he's not one for brats and will tame that shit right out of you. Doesn't need a safe word, he's very good at gauging your reactions. Really really into deep throating and you better learn how to breathe or you'll be struggling. Likes breeding, so he would be glad you can't have children.

Conclusion

Nanami’s love is traditional and straight forward. He likes routine to a certain degree and that degree ends at stable relationship, everything else is not that fun without a level of risk to him, but he likes that when he comes home, you'll be right there.

if you were to break up with him, Nanami would sigh and say he told himself so. He's hurt, but it'll solidify that people are still and always will be shitty.

R. Sukuna

Sukuna does not do love. period. The only way I could see him giving notice to someone is if they are powerful, someone who can bring him amusement. Sukuna only does thing for his own entertainment end of discussion.

I’m going to be using post-Yuuji Sukuna, so he’s restricted by Yuuji himself and can’t outright cause chaos at all times. This way Sukuna has to spend more time with people than he’d like to, normally he would just kill something once he’s bored, but now he has to deal with them.

Noticed your technique through Yuuji and was amused, much like Megumi, he thought your curse technique had a lot of potential to be devastating. As Yuuji spent more time with you, Sukuna began noticed more things about you, like that you cooked better than Yuuji, were extremely versatile in battle with your technique and so on.

The type to notice your attraction to him and act on it. He can’t really do much since he’s in Yuuji’s body, so he’s going to work with what he’s got. Didn’t care if you’re male or female, he just likes a strong partner so he can go harder during sex.

Your relationship would start with being his toy, something to bring him pleasure that is all. With Sukuna, you must both respect him and not fear him. He’s very big on respect and trust, but hates when someone he views as ‘important’ fears him because they’ll betray him the second they can. Everyone else can fear him, he doesn’t care.

Sukuna is also highly unpredictable and unstable, be prepared for death at a moments notice tbh. He’ll kill you if he feels like it. In a deeper relationship, Sukuna is a hard pressed tsundere, saying things quite harshly. Saying things like, “Here brat, I don’t need you breaking just yet.” “Dumbass, that curse was stronger than you.” “I took care of them because you’re weak.”

Trust between Sukuna and you is a game of high stakes chess, one wrong move and you’re nothing but trash to him. However, succeed in earning his trust and you’ll be rewarded with a loyal man. Though Sukuna hates showing vulnerability, so he’ll treat you the same in public places that he would treat anyone else. Alone, he’s alright with whatever as long as it doesn’t annoy him.

Surprisingly protective. He’ll kill curses he deems are a problem to you or rip a person limb from limb if he found a hair missing from your head. Doesn’t understand why you don’t let him handle it, he’s way stronger than you.

Is almost never soft with you unless he’s extremely tired or just waking up. Holding you as close as he can and telling you not to go. Don’t bring it up either, he’ll end you if you tell anyone.

Will never tell you, but likes touching you, you’re very soft compared to him. He’s the type of guy to have callous from years of fight and doesn’t really care about his skin to much because he’s a God in his eyes.

Would rather surrender himself to a church than admit he gets slightly giddy when you remember small details about him. Like this man has a lot of history, so when you know a tiny random detail about him, his non-existent heart shutters a little.

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This man is extremely kinky during sex. I pray for your well being because honestly I don’t know if you’re going to live through sex with him. A dom top period, that last person to even insinuate they could top him was added to his innate domain permanently.

He’s into completely dominating you and make sure you know he owns you. B I G into impact play, slapping you a lot until you’re a beautiful red. Degrading and humiliating you, honestly would let people watch so they know that you’re his property.

Actually really likes his partner to be a brat, man loves breaking you and turning you into a submissive bunny just for him. Honestly he just likes pushing people beyond their limits, like really into emotional play, he wants to see your expressions when he does something. Ooo objectification, will use you like a foot stool and sit on you. Man in general will work you hard.

In saying all that, immaculate aftercare because he knows your mind is too far gone to remember him being this caring and soft for you. Literally bathes you and gets you into bed curled up on him. Also makes sure your body didn’t sustain a lot of damage during sex.

Do. Not. Taunt. Sukuna. It will not end well. “Huuuh? You think you can handle more little boy?” Eyes narrowed and smile too tight. You’ve awoken the beast and he’s not going to leave anything unbroken.

Conclusion

Sukuna’s love is... well a bike ride through hell? To be honest you’ll never know if he loves you. Everything about him is highly unpredictable and dangerous, you could end up as worm food in seconds.

Breaking up with Sukuna... you’re joking right? You don’t have the balls to tell a man who could split you into a million pieces with a flick of the wrist, you’re breaking up with him , right?

Seriously he’ll kill you, no hesitation. It’s either realize you’re stuck with him or die. I think most people would assume he never cared at first, but he did care and now you want to leave him? Absolutely not. He set everything down for you and he’ll be damned if he lets you live without him.

T. Aoi

(First and foremost- why is it so hard to find Toudou headers.)

Okay, I’m sorry but Toudou to me is a straight guy, so I can’t really see him with a male. But, if it were to happen, I think it would go like this:

Being childhood friends with Toudou, you were used to his eccentric personality and sometimes extreme antics.

This man is EXTREMELY comfortable with you. You guys grew up together, so some of the things you guys do together would definitely be seen as way too much for friends. I’m talking sharing the same bed, bathing together, using each other’s things without permission. To you guys, you’ve been doing this since you were little, so neither of you think twice.

I think there would be a trigger that would make Toudou realize he’s more into you than being friends. Like maybe someone flirting with you, he’d at first think he’s being replaced as a friend, but it’s much deeper than that. Definitely debates in his head about what he’s feeling toward you. After going back and forth with his type of girl in his head, he’ll come to terms with it.

This is when he’ll start noticing things he’s never payed that much attention to before. Things like how small you’re compared to him, the way clothes fitted to your body, how pretty you actually were and most important difference- how he’s never noticed you have the fattest ass he’s ever seen.

Seriously this man’s sexuality went from women to women + you.

Toudou isn’t the type to wait either, as soon as he knows how he feels, he confesses. He’s the type of guy to say “take it or leave it, that is how I feel.”

You kinda just stand there. Like, huh? Toudou are you feeling okay? Have- have you been cursed? There’s no way, Toudou middle name pussy pounder Aoi just said he was into you romantically... right?

After the shock, you reciprocated his feelings and began dating.

Now, this man- S U P E R affectionate and devoted. Always wanting to hold hands or link arms. He loves cuddling and playing with your hair while you sleep on him. Puddy in your hands if you give him a massage.

Toudou is immensely dedicated. He knows your favorite foods down to the amount of salt you use on your fries, knows what sizes you prefer for hoodies, shirts, button ups and so on, and this man knows your favorite movies by heart.

He’s the type to buy you something simply because you said it was starting to give you problems.

Lovvvvessss dates. I mean he’s a hopeless romantic, he wants to take you on really cheesy dates that you’d see honeymoon couples go on.

The type to want to match clothing or jewelry.

If you’re a sorcerer, he’s wanting to train everyday, he likes seeing you in action. Double points if you can match him in strength too. He respects your strength enough to not worry about you, he’s confident in his S/o’s abilities.

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Top. Enough said. Ok but seriously, he wants to clap you cheeks so bad.

Toudou has the biggest size kink too, I’m talking like he’s the type to point right at your navel and say “I’m right here baby~ can you feel me filling you?”

His definitely into railing. His favorite position is the mating press, allows him to hit deeply and as hard as he wants.

Lovesss when you whine and beg. He wants to see how much you can take before your begging him to let you cum.

The type of guy to leave your ass a nice reddish purple color. Just two big ass hand prints on you ass and hips.

✨i m m a c u l a t e✨ aftercare. It’s almost like he’s worshipping you when he’s cleaning you up and making sure you’re taken care of.

Conclusion

Being with Toudou is like being with an Aries, he’s high energy and can get easily bored. He enjoys someone who excites him both mentally and physically. Loves a challenge. Toudou’s love is like a concentrated ball of sunlight, it’s hot and bright. He’s overly devoted to you and tells you how much you mean to him all the time.

If you break up with him, he’s the type to hold his head high until he’s alone and then he breaks down, crying into his hands. Thinking, “Was I too much?” “Maybe I wasn’t enough?” He’s confident, but he’s still a person with insecurities.

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