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chirpsythismorning · 2 years

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Penholdergate is pretty much bones at this point, but I'm bored so

Now, I'm not saying that cryptic game the ST writers had going on was actually at all related to the pen of possibility from Anne with an E.

Initially, I thought it was weird they put this emphasis on it being a penholder. Like yes, you can put pens in it, and it can be referred to as such, but idk. I've just never heard it actually be called that, especially when it's surrounded by expo markers on a whiteboard? But anyways, whatever.

Could it all be a joke? Yes. Could it be hinting at something we have to look at deeper in order to figure out? Perhaps.

But, because I literally couldn't think of anything, my brain went straight to the pen of possibility and that took me on a whole different trip.

When promoting season 3 of Anne with an E, Amybeth hinted at the pen of possibility playing a significant role, even sneaking the pen emoji in a q&a, which she posted a week before the final episode aired.

Basically this whole penholder fiasco reminded me of AWAE in general, which makes this the perfect opportunity for me to ramble about how it could end up being one of many inspirations for ST5.

Them casting Amybeth and the Duffer's making a point to say they were big fans of AWAE means it's on their radar at the very least.

I’m also fairly certain they've watched it after recently finding out that, the first time Vickie was mentioned in ST4, during the boobies scene with Robin and Steve, the song Object of My Desire plays.

I kid you not, when Amybeth was announced for the role, I made a playlist of songs I hoped could potentially play during a Vickie scene (because they were released on or close to 1986). And Object of My Desire was one song in particular that I thought would be a cool easter egg/homage to AWAE, since the title matches fairly on point with Gilbert's letter to Anne in the last episode of the series.

If you haven't watched AWAE, I highly recommend it. It's surprisingly very queer and just beautiful all around. There's a lot of care put into all the storylines, both romantic, platonic and familial. I can see why the Duffer's would be fans because AWAE very much follows similar rules of storytelling as ST.

If you also aren't aware, the show is based on Anne of Green Gables, which is a book from 1908. It ended up being an 8 part book series, spanning decades from Anne's childhood to her adulthood, and with a lot of adaptations made based on it over the next century. One TV mini-series from 1985 in particular is especially beloved.

The original book from 1908 has also been referenced in ST itself, with Hopper having read it to both his daughter and then El later on.

And so it wasn't much of a surprise that the creator of AWAE wanted to do something different than the dozens of versions before it, by going more in depth into what was truly going on back then, but most likely wasn't explored fully for that very reason. And even despite all the backlash from Anne purists saying they ruined the story with woke-ness, the writers didn't give a fuck (sound familiar?).

Also, I want to say that a popular headcanon for Anne is that she was queer, as the writing of her does feel very much like she loved Diana in a way that wasn't acceptable back then (she talks about dreading the day Diana goes off and gets married, like she has literal nightmares about it...). With the books being written in the 1900's, and written by a woman, it wasn't an option to even tell a story from that perspective, without it being at most subtextual.

So honestly, if Anne and Gilbert hadn't been so perfectly written in AWAE, I may very well have shipped Anne and Diana more, similar to how I did with the books and a few of the other adaptations. But alas, the straights won this round.

Personally, I felt this version was building up Diana and Ruby, if anything. The way Ruby's crush on Gilbert was kind of a running joke throughout the series, only for her to drop him completely at a moments notice after developing a sudden crush on Moody? Idk, very comp-het of her. And Diana is like Mike Wheeler only 10x worse. Her entire arc was focused on her need to be normal: her disgust when finding out her aunt was a lesbian in s2 (ITS NOT NATURAL), only to start a fling with Jerry in s3, whom she kissed in private, but basically hurt in the end, when he realized she didn't like him beyond the kissing part. She also had a lot of resentment for the future her parents planned for her, which was finishing school and then marriage.

But honestly, the framing for them alone was just, interesting:

Still, even though I would argue Diana and Ruby were queer-coded, I don't think it was guaranteed to pan out as endgame in the end. Especially seeing as Ruby died in the books. So maybe the show getting cancelled was for the best...

Now, Cole on the other hand, was very much gay in canon.

Within the span of one season (s2), they introduced Cole, somehow managed to make it very clear he was gay, without saying it outright, and in a way that felt natural despite the time period that the show was set in (AWAE also had a lot of emphasis on the words weird/different = gay/freak). Although he went through hardships, Cole did get a happy resolution to his storyline at the end of the season, and I think that's what makes AWAE (and hopefully ST) so special.

Not only did we get a glimpse into Cole's perspective as a gay kid growing up in the late 1800's, we also got a more unfortunate perspective, their teacher, Mr. Phillips. Mr. Phillips experienced dangerously toxic levels of internalized homophobia, going as far as to take it out on Cole, essentially punishing a younger version of himself through projection. Whenever he caught Cole doing something perceived as feminine or out of the norm for men in those times, he would make a spectacle out of it and humiliate him.

He had also just jumped into a relationship with Prissy, the eldest girl in the class (ewwww). Although it seemed like he was interested in her romantically when things were still fairly casual, it's in moments of privacy you can see there is an internal struggle going on there. And as he and Prissy get more serious, talking about marriage, these confrontations with Cole are happening simultaneously with Mr. Phillips getting more and more dejected from reality and his impending heteronormative fate.

Although it wasn't clear to Prissy why he didn't love her the way she deserved to be loved, the audience knew it was because he was gay. Fortunately for her, instead of marrying him and being miserable for the rest of her life, Prissy ran out of the wedding, which lead to arguably some of the most beautiful shots in the entire show.

I can't end this mini gay AWAE analysis though without mentioning the beauty that is Gertie and Joe. It was revealed at the end of s1 that Diana's aunt, Josephine Barry, was lesbian, still mourning her love Gertrude, who had just died a year or so prior. But honestly, I'm going to stop there. That's all I'm gonna say because if I talk about them I'll get too emotional (THEY WERE ROOMMATES!).

Now, Anne and Gilbert. Like I said, if they weren't written and framed to very clearly be endgame all along, maybe I wouldn't have been so on board. But they were, and so here we are. (s/out to antis who are convinced all bylers only ship Mike and Will bc they're 2 boys. Newsflash, people ship byler bc of how they were written/framed to be endgame, just like Anne and Gilbert here. If it weren't for these sorbet bitches, I wouldn't have started shipping Byler in the first place. So, you can blame the straights for this one!.)

For those that haven't read the original books, Anne and Gilbert get together midway through the overall series, with the last couple novels even being from the perspective of their children (they had 7 total).

Now when I say endgame framing, I mean endgame framing.

Although back then, couples did get married fairly young, AWAE was based on the events of Anne's life at a really young age, spanning from 13-16, so marriage was just not in the cards for this adaptation.

Because of this, they used cinematography, specifically the framing of Anne and Gilbert, to hint that they would end up together, ie. them standing before a threshold in the finale of every season:

There's even a shot of them standing in front of the tunnel of love, where you can see a couple that resembles a future version of them walking in the background, foreshadowing the inevitable.

There's a lot of shots like this, and while neither of them are reserved to being exclusively on one side of the frame at all times (besides the threshold shots), it's clear the framing of them in general was intended to capture a chemistry building up over the years, which would eventually lead to a payoff, making all these little moments even more special once you can finally look at the story as a whole (remind you of anyone?).

For those who haven't seen AWAE or just want a refresher for the sake of this analysis, here goes:

During the first season, Anne and Gilbert more so embody the academic rivals to lovers trope. It isn't until the end of that season, after budding heads with Gilbert, that Anne realizes she has feelings for him. Unfortunately, it was too late, as he had apparently left town and probably wouldn't return ever again. Or so she thought.

She runs into him before he leaves, gets all overwhelmed, happy to see him (to his surprise) and they end up chatting over tea. They apologize to each other, argue over who should be apologizing, listen to each other's feelings and concerns, have their classic 'anyway' 'anyway' moment, and end it with a staring contest/their breaths catching, aka endgame coded behavior (remind you of anyone...)

In the first half of the second season, they stay in contact via letters. What I find funny is the way Bash teases Gilbert about the letters to Anne being romantic, all while Gilbert insists that she is just a friend. And at the same time Anne is rambling (unprompted) to Marilla that the letters between her and Gilbert are not romantic WHATSOEVER!

Then, in the second half of s2 they reunite and Gilbert basically implies that he came back to Avonlea bc of her. They start traditions together (Christmas episode my beloved), and even stand alongside each other fighting for what's right (getting Ms. Stacy her job back after being unjustly fired) and it's all just very wholesome (with a mix of academic rivals conflict). The season ends with Bash and Mary's wedding, the last shot being Anne and Gilbert standing in the threshold of the church entrance, talking about the future, with Gilbert repeating back something he overheard Anne say in a rant just a few episodes prior:

Gilbert: Tragical romance and all?

Anne: Remains to be seen.

Essentially, they foreshadow their own fate (REMIND YOU OF ANYONE?)

What follows is the third and final season, which means endgame was fast-tracked and so what we got was peak mutual pining/misunderstanding/jealousy tropes, ending with the classic letters tragically unreceived until the very last second trope.

Initially, at the start of s3, Anne pushes Gilbert towards Ruby, by confronting him about the take notice board in a conversation that leaves both of them slightly hurt and confused. Because according to Ruby, while Anne talked to him about her, his eyes were full of romance. Only Gilbert wasn't smiling because of Ruby, he was smiling because he thought Anne was talking about herself and their future, about the two of them taking notice of each other. The moment Anne says Ruby's name, Gilbert's face falls, no longer interested (*cough* van scene *cough*)

In the following episode, Anne pushes Gilbert away even more, insisting she doesn't need him, but it was only because she was frustrated that she needed a man accompanying her in order to travel. But Gilbert took this as her not needing him at all, and was pretty much just defeated at this point. He'd hoped they could use this opportunity traveling together privately to get closer, but now he's starting to think maybe Anne truly doesn't feel the same. And so he decides to give her the cold shoulder, and proceeds to attempt his 'moving on from my true love' era. He then meets Winifred Rose only a couple scenes later, who he begins courting soon after. They even go out to tea a couple of times...

Mary's sickness and passing is something both Anne and Gilbert struggle with, as they have come to associate each others families as their own. So despite the recent tension between them, they quickly go back into a flow of mutual understanding.

When Gilbert gets upset upon realizing, that if he continues with his passion of becoming a doctor, he'll have to deal with people dying and not being able to save everyone, Anne quickly comforts/encourages him for being the kind of doctor people would want to bring their loved ones to, because he cares so much (Caring deeply will always be the right thing). You can see this means a lot to Gilbert. Then when rehearsing the dance for the carnival, Gilbert messes up the formation of the dance to get closer to Anne, where they enter their own little world. Time slows; it's electric. We then see both of them flustered over what they're feeling afterwards.

The rest of the season is filled with misunderstandings, but also moments that parallel to previous seasons, where they work together to stand up for what's right (Who knew, we'd make such a good, T-E-A-M) and all of these feelings basically build up, making both of them wonder if maybe the other could actually feel the same way.

So, when Gilbert is offered the perfect future, the Sorbonne in Paris (his dream school) completely paid in full by Winifred's father if he agrees to propose to her, his first instinct is to track down Anne to ask her what she thinks. When he finds her, she's drunk at the ruins with all their classmates, celebrating finishing the queens entrance exam. But she's confused and quite frankly speechless over the fact that Gilbert felt the need to get her input at all. The choice seemed obvious to her. And that's when we have this long awaited moment happen, where it's basically confirmed Gilbert does indeed return Anne's feelings, that she's literally the one thing holding him back. Unfortunately, Gilbert interprets Anne's hesitation and confusion as rejection. And Anne also sort of interprets this as making him choose between her and his dreams which, she obviously doesn't want to get in the way of.

But it doesn't matter. Because Gilbert still can't go through with marrying Winifred. He spends the whole day before confronting her, visiting places all over the Island, specifically places that remind him of home (Anne). He even goes to the destroyed Avonlea Story Club (*cough* Castle Byers *cough*) and takes one of the sea shells there from Anne's abandoned collection and brings it with him. We then see him looking conflicted between the ring he's supposed to propose to Winifred with, and the sea shell that symbolizes his love for Anne.

It isn't until the opening scene of the series finale that we see Gilbert calling off his impending engagement to Winifred. (I care about you very much / But not as much as for a certain someone?)

Just before this, in the second to last episode, Anne wrote a letter to Gilbert revealing her true feelings, because their talk at the ruins made her start to believe he could feel the same. But the letter (tragically) never gets to Gilbert.

In a last ditch effort before leaving forever potentially (again), Gilbert also leaves Anne a letter revealing his true feelings, which Anne also never receives (even more tragically if you can believe that).

And all this miscommunication comes to a head at the very end, when Winifred reveals the truth to Anne, and Diana reveals the truth to Gilbert. What follows is them both running to find each other, where they kiss, only to once again go their separate ways, pursuing their dreams, with Anne going to school in Charlottetown to eventually be a teacher/writer, and Gilbert to Toronto to study medicine. They make plans to write each other. (I have follow up questions! / So do I!).

Even though the show ended there, because of the books and all the hints the show left along the way, we know that they end up together.

So, as you can see, the pen lived up to its name as the pen of possibility. I also think the comment Anne made early on, about how Gilbert doesn't have a way with words, was meant to ironically hint at the fact that he very much does have a way with words, and that Anne, and we the audience, would find out soon enough.

But like I said, it's entirely unlikely that the ST writers were hinting at the pen of possibility, like SOO unlikely it's unreal. That wasn't even my main point making this. There just honestly hasn't been much to go off with this whole penholdergate thing, and the tag is so dead anyways, so i figured, why not? And I really just needed an excuse to bring up how similar the style of these shows are when it comes to narrative choices, especially the set up for shirbert and byler, because like I said, full serious, I never would have put so much consideration into Byler if it wasn't for how endgame coded they were, just like Shirbert.

Specifically the way Mike looks at Will, it just feels very, very similar to the way Gilbert looks at Anne.

Nevertheless, I still think this adds an interesting layer of possibility to the whole lettergate/pocketgate theory for ST5. After all, we know Will is good at painting, and it's his love language, which is why he gifted Mike a painting in the first place. In contrast, we're given these implications that writing is Mike's love language. He also attributes it to romantic feelings, which is why he feels he has an obligation to reserve letter writing to El, his girlfriend. But because it is his love language, there's an element of truthfulness that he can't fully submit to. He couldn't 'in good conscious' go through with it fully, by ending his letters to El with, "love Mike", as it would have contradicted the whole truth of this being Mike's love language.

I feel like the only way for them to properly resolve this whole storyline, is to let us see a letter from Mike. Perhaps a letter ending with, 'love--?. Perhaps a letter addressed to Will?. (Just as long as he doesn't rip it up before he even reads it or step on it and lose it outside, crumpled in the dirt, never to be found. Iykyk. Those were tragic times in Anne nation.)

As you can probably tell by now, there's a shit ton of things the ST writers could pull from AWAE for inspiration, but we won't know if they have done so officially unless it ends up being listed on the updated whiteboard for ST5. If it isn't, then we can rule it out and move on. But if it is (genuinely possible), then I wouldn't be surprised to see some of these elements above paralleled, either with literal parallels or just narratively in a broad sense when it comes to certain characters dynamics and their inevitable fate...

#stranger things #anne with an e #stranger things 5 #byler #i just wanna hear mike reading off his own words...#the power that has #like why build up him not being able to write love mike... if were not going to eventually be able to see him do it in the end?#like he was saving it for someone special obviously #so where is the payoff #to be continued in st5 i guess #I could see the whole lettergate/pocketgate thing playing out early s5 tbh though #i think it's something thats too closely tied to s4 for them to wait until the very end of s5 to circle back to #but we'll have to wait and see i guess #gertie and jo #now im sad #awae had me crying so much over platonic love... not just romantic love too. like thats what made it soooo good #and so #i do have hope that st will be able to accomplish a lot even beyond the endgame ships #i'm also very hopeful that el's arc will be satisfying bc of this as well #she'll have her prissy moment and we'll all be cheering #i can't wait #byler theory #penholdergate #gridgate #lettergate #pocketgate #st5 headcanon #st5 movie/film inspo #anne with an e parallels

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keets-writing-corner · 3 months

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Love how Lucifer just manhandles Adam during their 'fight' despite everyone else getting their asses kicked. Plus him effortlessly destroying him when Charlie's in danger is really sweet.

gawd me too anon me too

that was everything me to me. like everything. It was built up so well too

we spent the whole season building up alastor as this massive powerhouse, eldritch, nobody messes with him. Only one who tried picking a fight with him (Vox) got utterly humiliated and everyone else was clearly outclassed. Except for Lucifer where Alastor merely just went with annoying instead of power challenging. Like we got vibes okay yeah makes sense that the King of Hell isn't intimidated by anyone, even if it's alastor, but Alastor got TWO wtf moments in Dad Beat Dad one with Husk and one with defending the hotel

other than that, it was pretty much, nobody messes with him cuz he will mess you up

and he fights Adam evenly sorta for a bit before Adam pulls out the "I'm an angel which is stronger than any demon" card and alastor gets his ass handed to him.

Like what a way to set up how strong ADAM is, having him beat Alastor. And then no one else in the hotel is as strong as Alastor was, so everyone's struggling. Charlie at least gets one good hit in but her inexperience kicks her in the ass and then Lucifer just shows up and

like hot DAMN that was just one hit! He broke Adam's mask, the force was enough to send him FLYING across the roof top, and bounce so hard against the billboard he BROKE THE SKYLIGHT

That was just a "HANDS OFF MY BABY" warning too, like LOOK at that face, that's not a "fight me" face it's a "if you touch my baby again, I will screw you so bad your bones will need therapy and you never recover"

Lucifer not even .2 seconds later, just upon seeing Charlie

and then yeah, Lucifer was NOT taking the fight with Adam serious at all, like the dude was taunting him, mocking him, dodging all of his attacks, just shapeshifting like Adam was a joke LIKE LOOK AT THIS

Lucifer isn't even scared, he's just "oh there's a wall there"

His FACE IM DYING he's legit like "wowwww you just tried shoving me into a wall? really? didn't have any other ideas? Soooooo original of you. I will mock you now"

HIS HANDS ARE BEHIND HIS BACK HE FOR REAL SAID HE COULD TAKE ADAM WITH BOTH HANDS BEHIND HIS BACK

rewatching rn for the screenshots, he's legit just shapeshifting for the fun of it. 70% of the time nothing has happened, he's just dodging adam and shapeshifting while doing it, like he doesn't need to be doing that this is 100% mockery.

And then the iconic

like omgggg this is soooo satisfying and amazing to watch. Like the set up of Adam being powerful was great, and then we just get this absolute trolling from Lucifer cuz he really doesn't care about Adam

And listen the trolling is great and all, but when Adam makes the mistake of not heeding Lucifer's warning of messing with his baby, and then does it a second time

RIP Adam just getting one shot-ed like that but hnnnnnggggg we got to see Lucifer fully pissed and it was GREAT

And somehow my favorite part wasn't even watching Lucifer go absolute ham on Adam, it was that even at his absolute most rage fueled moment, snarling like a beast where he was going to and fully intended on making good on his threat about messing with his baby

just one shoulder touch from Charlie and he's immediately chill. Like it's instantaneous, like how much do you love someone to be able to be absolutely livid, about to incinerate someone levels of rage only to immediately be "o oki! No more violence!" the second that person touches you???

Ugh I love them so much! Like everything about that fight, but especially how Lucifer can just go from absolutely the most dangerous person in one second and then OWO SOFT the next just by looking at Charlie

oops this post got long... IMSORRYYYYY other than "More than Anything" and the phonecall with charlie this is one of the scenes I replay the most, I love them so much

Characters going absolutely feral over loved ones is just aasdfadffalklkmafdjalsg 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

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myfanfic-urfantrash · 3 months

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Even More Honkai Star Rail A/B/O: When their omega is upset

Characters: Blade, Jing Yuan, Welt, and Luocha as Alphas.

CW: omegaverse

A/N: Guess I gotta fill the star rail a/b/o tag myself >:/

Tempted to write for other characters but these four are my faves I picture as Alphas soooo

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Blade

Who does he have to kill? No seriously. Just give him the word and he'll "take care of it".

On the other hand if his omega is upset because of something he can't dispatch with his sword he's a little at a loss.

Say his omega is upset at how they've built their nest thinking it's either not comfy enough or that it just feels off to them. He'll just stand there clueless before bringing them into his arms and releasing some of his scent to soothe them. Luckily this seems to work most of the time so at least he has that going for him.

If his omega is upset at him however well...death cannot come sooner. He doesn't look like he's bothered by their displeasure but he's losing it and trying to right his wrongs. Fortunately for him it's not hard to figure out that his injuries and recklessness in battle is what causes their frustration with him.

Though he can't stop fighting or getting injured he can at least come back to them and calm them down by letting them patch him up and cuddle them until they're satisfied.

Jing Yuan

If someone or something has upset his omega he'll give them a head start to start running. Takes his omega distress seriously and makes it his top priority to remove the cause and come comfort his partner.

If his omega is upset while building their nest he'll listen to their concerns before he coos and reassures them with soft praises. Like how well they're doing and how proud of them he is that he gets to lay with them in such comfort.

It's practically unheard of for his omega to be upset at him since he's very great at preventing it, but when it does happen he's sweating bullets even if he's wearing his typical sleepy expression.

Does everything in his power to figure out just what he did or didn't do to upset them before trying to make up for it however he can. With how rare their displeasure is directed at him it's no surprise it's typically things that are life threatening such as his battle with Phantylia.

As a General he can't guarantee he'll always come out unscathed but at least he understands his omegas worries and takes their concerns into consideration while making strategies.

Welt

Very observant so he's unlikely to see his omega upset for long or at all since he's good at reading how they feel before something does upset them.

But if something or someone does manage to upset his omega he'll first, if he's able to, remove them from the situation so they can both calm down and he can assess how to deal with the issue.

If someone upset his omega, once they're out of their presence he deals with them himself personally. It typically won't end in a physical confrontation but if the other party doesn't stop he won't hesitate to use force.

Should his omega be upset at themselves while building their nest he'll insist they take a break before taking them into his arms, a favorite snack or warm drink in hand to help them calm down and talk them through what may be bothering them. He'll even offer to help them build their nest if they feel up for it after their little talk.

His omega rarely gets upset with him but he's very open to talking things through with them to find out what he might have done wrong so he can right things.

Luocha

With how on top of taking care of his omega he is it's a rare occurrence for his omega to be upset at him at all.

If his omega is upset while building their nest he'll wrap them up in his arms and release his soothing scent to relax them while making note of what might've upset them. He'll take extra care of them during this time as he knows how precious nests are.

If someone upset his omega he'll deal with them swiftly cutting them off whatever they were saying or doing before escorting his omega to safety then dealing with the offender.

Should his omega be upset at him for anything he'll try to bring peace offerings to lessen their displeasure before apologizing for what he did wrong and asking for their forgiveness.

Most of the time they're upset with him because of how often he travels for long periods of time away from them which is easily fixed by bringing them along should it be safe to do so.

Edited: 2/16/2024

#gender neutral reader #honkai star rail a/b/o #honkai star rail x reader #blade x reader #luocha x reader #welt x reader #jing yuan x reader

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cottonlemonade · 2 months

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Hello,

May I please order a small cherry lemonade with extra ice for 'samu, please?

Archnemesis

word count: 1066 || avg. reading time: 4 mins.

pairing: 3rd year rival!Osamu x chubby!Reader

genre: angst, fluff, pining

warnings: swearing, mentions of insecurities, hurtful comments about your weight (but it’s quick and not done by Osamu)

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Osamu groaned when he saw the pitiful little bus pull up and people in black training suits jump out. Trying not to be too obvious he kept throwing glances over to the fast growing group assembling in front of the blond coach. When he spotted you amongst them, easily identified since you were fuller than everyone else, he felt excited but turned away and went back into the building.

Sure, he would be the first to admit that you initially caught his eye while you were blissfully munching on an onigiri and he may or may not have wanted to ask you out so badly that he choked on his water but that was besides the point. You were from Karasuno and therefore automatically the enemy.

Last year, when he first came across the crows it was hard to explain to his captain why he seemed to have beef with a member of the women‘s team of all people but Kita had graduated and wasn‘t their captain anymore, soooo… now he could be petty to his heart‘s content. He enjoyed your little rivalry, because although you may look cute enough to eat you could really dish it out.

While he waited in the lobby for his brother to come back from the bathroom, the Karasuno teams entered and walked stoically towards the changing rooms, ignoring the whispers of admiration and awe. Apparently you decided to become even prettier since the last time he saw you. So that’s how you were gonna play it, huh? Well, fuck you.

Wait, why did they all stop next to him? Why did they stare? You were grinning, so you probably just said something scathing, right? Osamu hadn’t paid attention. Okay, there was a 50/50 chance this would work. “Oh, we‘re gonna see about that.“, he said, attempting and … and failing to return the trash talk.

You looked at him in confusion and the team captains ushered you along.

To no surprise of absolutely anyone Inarizaki won their first rounds with ease and after a victory shower Osamu decided to break your concentration by watching your last match of the day quietly from the sidelines. Menacing. Lurking. You’d get the message. Much like with the little number 10 he enjoyed people‘s reaction to seeing you play for the first time. Initially, they would wonder if someone was grievously injured that they sent „that chubby girl“ onto the field, not knowing what was coming. A grimly satisfied smile played on his lips when he heard the surprised whispers from the crowd when you served four aces in a row. Of course his (completely baseless) archnemesis was strong, what did they expect?

Atsumu and Aran appeared next to him towards the end of the game, his brother holding out a bag of snacks to him, watching with genuine disinterest as the opposing team missed a fake spike.

The next ball seemed to last forever, your receives however stayed clean and precise. But then the roaring cheers changed to a murmur. During a particularly harrowing rally you had jumped over the barricade, just managing to lop the ball back onto the field but crashed into the wall after a harsh stumble, your foot having gotten caught in a chair. You somehow made it back onto the court, receiving the next spike with one hand, giving your setter the opportunity to play to your team‘s ace - but then you didn‘t get back up.

Osamu had grabbed his brother‘s sleeve, knuckles turning white when the medic made their way to you.

He saw you being asked a few questions and then your manager pulled you up, slowly leading you towards the exit.

“Figures that the fatty got injured. Can‘t stop a charging rhino.“

“I‘m just impressed she didn‘t take anyone else down with her.“

Osamu‘s head snapped around to see three guys snickering. His shoulders began to shake with anger. No one - no one - was allowed to talk about you like this. Aran followed his gaze, equally disgusted by the comments, and muttered, “Ugh. We‘re playin’ these jerks tomorrow.“

The older twin‘s eyes went blank - murderous. Good, Osamu thought, together they would make these bastards regret ever choosing this sport.

Osamu turned on his heel and jogged out into the corridor, looking around. He turned pale when he found you leaning against a wall, breathing hard, and a small trickle of blood coming from just beyond your hairline.

Your team‘s manager quickly said something, then ran off, probably to get some help.

As if in trance Osamu walked over to you and without a word knelt down with his back towards you.

“What are you doing?“, you asked in a small voice.

“Get on.“, he said tonelessly, and when you didn‘t move, added, “Come on, the floor is gettin‘ uncomfortable.“

Your answer was barely above a whisper. “No, it‘s fine. Honoka will be back in a second with the doctor. And… and I don‘t want you to get hurt, too.“

Osamu let out a huff, turning his head, “Are ya calling me weak?“

“No, I‘m calling me heavy.“, you mumbled.

“Stop it!“ He hadn‘t meant to shout, he looked to the ground, “Just… shut up and get on.“

Glad you understood that he wasn‘t going to stop pushing, he heard you hobble a step forward and carefully leaned on him.

“Put yer arms around my shoulders, go on.“, Osamu encouraged quietly, his voice much gentler now. You seemed to hesitate again. “Don‘t worry, y/n-san. You won‘t hurt me.“

He froze when he felt something wet seeping through the back of his shirt and realized that you were crying, “I… I can‘t lift my left arm.“ So that‘s why you only received the last ball one handed…

Thinking quickly he pressed out, “Alright, just hold on tight with yer right, then. I‘ll make sure ya won‘t fall.“

Bonus: The next day

Two sharp whistle blows signalled the end of the game and the crowd erupted into cheers. The Inarizaki orchestra began playing their well practised victory song and Osamu used his shoulder to wipe the sweat from his brow.

“Wh-what-what happened?“, he heard a guy from the other team stammer.

The foxes had won in two sets, the score telling the story of complete and utter humiliation. The twins grinned.

With a shaking finger, the opposing libero pointed towards Osamu, “This guy is a beast.“

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a/n: this was such a juicy prompt! Ugh! I’m sorry it got a bit away from me and I ended up adding fluff and mixed in some taking care of you, too. I hope you like it nonetheless, though 🫠

#sunnys lemonade stand #osamu miya x chubby reader #osamu miya x reader #osamu x chubby Reader #haikyuu x chubby reader #haikyuu fluff #chubby reader #haikyuu angst #miya osamu #osamu x reader #osamu angst #miya osamu angst #osamu fluff #miya osamu fluff

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jiyeonnnn · 1 year

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Why am I so down and needy for hard thoughts on Jung Sungchan because he's getting so hot and buff like why does he have to manspread and show off those arms at the gym? Please do me the honor of satisfying my hard thoughts on him because ugh! HE'S SOOOO DAKS!

GYM ENCOUNTERS, JUNG SUNGCHAN x M!R

You've been friends with Sungchan for years, ever since he debuted as an idol. You've always been attracted to him, but you never acted on it, respecting his busy schedule and knowing that he probably had plenty of other people chasing after him. But this hot summer weekend, you can't resist the opportunity to visit him at his apartment.

When you arrive, you're wearing comfy shorts and a tank top that show off your toned legs and chest. Sungchan's eyes immediately lock onto you, and you can feel the intoxicating tension building between you.

He invites you in and shows you around his apartment, but you can tell that he's distracted - the way he stutters everytime you came close to him, the way he looks at you and the growing bulge in his sweatpants - it was all evident, and you're here for it.

You bend over to check out his gym equipment, and you immediately felt his primal gaze on you. You turn to look at him and see the desire in his eyes, and you know that you're not leaving this apartment without getting fucked by him.

He wastes no time, pulling you towards him and kissing you hard. "You know what you're doing to me, right?" he growls, running his hands over your ass as he slapped your exposure thighs. "Such a naughty boy, always teasing me like this"

He leads you to his gym, where he presses you up against the mirror and starts grinding against you. "You like that, baby?" he whispers in your ear, his breath hot and heavy. "You like feeling my hard cock against your ass?"

You moan in response, feeling yourself getting harder with every dirty word that comes out of his mouth. "Fuck, hyung," you whisper, and he grins wickedly.

"That's right, call me hyung," he says, pushing you down onto your knees. "Now open wide."

You eagerly obey, taking his cock into your mouth and feeling him thrusting into you. He's rough, and you can feel your throat getting sore, and you love it - you love feeling him using you like this, like you're nothing more than a sex toy for him to play with.

As he filled and fucked your mouth, he pulls you back up and bends you over a bench. "You're such a dirty little brat," he growls, as he slams into you from behind. "You've been begging for this, haven't you?"

You can only moan in response, feeling the pleasure building in your body as he fucks you harder and harder. It was a frenzied feeling to have his cock bulge your stomach at every thrust; the way he held you close as he thrusted deeper and deeper is something you want to feel forever. His gaze remained nailed onto your eyes, staring intensely at the mirror as he watched you get wrecked under his touch, teeth softly grazing against your earlobe while whispering the dirtiest phrases you've ever heard.

And when he finally cums, filling you up with his hot load, you feel like you're in heaven.

"Fuck, that was good," he says, collapsing onto the bench next to you. "We should do this more often."

You smile, knowing that this is just the beginning of your new relationship with Sungchan.

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hyunsvngs · 8 months

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Oh oh a/b/o ask! Imagine living with the boys for the first time and suddenly their shit starts going missing because you're nicking everything for a nest 🥺 how do you think they'd react??

Also I hope you're doing well!🩷

-🦇

YES!!!! also i tried something different with this such as pack dynamics/poly ot8 with jeongin’s one SOOOO i hope u like <3 some r smutty some r cute lol

chan:

it’s not perfect. you have two of chan’s hoodies, even a pair of his worn boxers - which you would cringe over at any other point in your life - and none of it is enough to satisfy your preheat. you need more, arranged in a U shape like a fucking dog bed on top of your boyfriend’s own actual bed.

“what’s this?” you heard him hum when he entered the room, arms wrapping around your waist and looking over your shoulder. “is my omega making a nest on my bed?”

“‘s not right,” you huff, stomping your foot. chan chuckled, shoulders shaking against yours. “i need more. then- then, you have to come in it.”

you felt chan tense. it was unheard of, an alpha coming into an omega’s nest so early on - it was meant to be just for you to cosy into until you were ready to be opened up by a knot, repeatedly. just the thought of a knot had your thighs tensing. “you want me in your nest, baby?”

“yes,” you pouted. when you turn towards him, he was in a t-shirt and basketball shorts, eyes soft and his smile tender. you love him. you love him so much, but… you need what he’s wearing. “channie. off.”

“off-? what?” he startles when you yank at his t-shirt, ripping it off of him. the scent of surprise hits you, salt walter and sand filling the room. you launch it into your nest, uncaring about the shape of it when his scent is so fresh and so strong. you continue your mission, pulling his basketball shorts and boxers down and into the nest, leaving him stood stark naked.

“you have to come in now, ‘kay?” you grin, climbing into the nest. your sleep shorts and sports bra are shucked off on your way in, and chan jumps to attention, still in shock, crawling in next to you. it’s perfect. your own scent is mixed with his and it’s cosy, and so so warm when he curls his body around yours.

“is it good now?” he murmurs, kissing your neck softly. you nod, wiggling your body back into his. his skin is cool against your own slightly heated one, the effects of heat having not taken you over yet.

“nap, then knot. yeah?” you ask, and chan chuckles, nodding. “love you, channie.”

“i love you too, gorgeous.”

minho:

“i’ve got something for you,” you perk up at the sound of your boyfriend’s voice, coming into your room with a laundry hamper in hand. he’s in just a towel, wrapped around his waist with droplets of water travelling down his toned body. you try to avoid staring, but it’s unsuccessful - your tv show was paused as soon as he walked in looking so fucking fine. “my clothes, for your nest.”

you scoff. “what nest? i’m not in preheat, min.”

“you are,” he smirks, emptying the clothes onto your bed unceremoniously. the smell of chocolate hits your senses immediately, and you preen, sitting up to examine one of his favourite t-shirts. the scent is rich when you hold it to your nose, breathing in sharply. he chuckles. “told you.”

you grumble. “i’m so not.”

“omega, you’re stinking up the fucking house. not that it’s a bad thing, don’t get me wrong,” minho sits on the bed, the towel moving precariously down his slender hips. your eyes follow it, and he moves his hand to raise your head to look at him. he’s still smirking. “i knew you’d want my dirty clothes.”

“ew, i don’t want dirty ones-“

“okay, lightly used,” he muses. you sniff the t-shirt again, and then you realise - yeah, you’re in preheat. you’ve got to give it to your boyfriend that he knew you were before you even did, in all fairness. when you look back at him, his eyes are softer, mouth in a much tender smile. “you want my help building your nest?”

you sigh. “always, min.”

he scratches your scalp, leaning over to kiss your nose. “there’s a good girl.”

changbin:

“hey baby, have you seen my-“ changbin pauses at his bedroom door. you’re curled up in his quilt, more blankets from the couch with changbin’s sandalwood sent all over him on top of you. your preheat had hit hard, and since your boyfriend got home from work, you’d found yourself in a quick makeshift nest with his favourite hoodies and blankets surrounding you. “oh my god.”

you look up, and changbin’s smiling, reaching both of his ears. “‘m in nest. made it ‘cause i’m in preheat.”

“i can see that, gorgeous,” he’s still smiling when he approaches the bed. “and there’s that hoodie i was looking for!”

you hesitantly grab it from next to your head, offering it out to him.

“no way, baby,” he shakes his head rapidly, sitting on the side of the bed. he has more manners than to enter your nest uninvited. “‘s yours now, okay? for your nest. binnie will have it back after.”

“binnie can come in, you know,” you mumble, still wrapped up in his quilt. “you have to be naked though. it’s a requirement.”

you giggle into the fabric as changbin shucks his clothes off quicker than you’ve ever seen him move, and then he’s inching in next to you under the quilt. he makes sure not to rustle any of your other items, only smiling when he’s positioned nose-to-nose with you.

“you’re naked too,” changbin giggles. you nod, smiling. “you’re burning up.”

“preheat,” you clarify, inching closer to him. his skin feels so soothing on yours, and he pulls you closer with his massive biceps, kissing your hairline. you nuzzle into his pecs happily, but you need approval. “my nest… ‘s it good?”

changbin hums. “best nest i’ve ever seen, pretty girl.”

hyunjin:

hyunjin was going insane. he couldn’t find his versace boxers anywhere, and he really wanted to wear them today. they were clean, he’d only thrown them on for a few seconds last night before he fucked you open on his bed so… where were they?

he huffs, swinging the bedroom door open and… oh. he blinks, tilting his head to the side. you’re in a nest. a nest you’ve clearly built with him in mind, because you’ve got his treasured versace boxers pressed to your nose as you grind into the mattress, whining. he feels sorry for you. why hadn’t you called for him?

“oh, darling girl,” he coos, coming to the side of the bed. you perk up, and your eyes are watery when you look at him. you still haven’t moved the boxers from your nose. “did you need hyunnie? i’m here. why didn’t you call?”

“you were busy,” you inhale the rose scent, unable to control the rocking of your hips into the mattress again. “built a nest for me. for us. ‘s for us, smells of you, ‘s so good-“

“i was actually busy looking for these,” he uses two fingers to poke at the fabric by your face, chuckling. “i wanted to wear them today, but i think you need them more.”

“i need hyunnie,” you pout, throwing the boxers to the end of the bed. he doesn’t protest when you drag him in by his dressing gown, throwing the blanket over him to envelop him in your nest. “never had a preheat like this. i’m fucking horny.”

hyunjin laughs again, kissing your lips chastely. you’re naked, grinding on his thigh as you nose at his scent gland. “i’m here, i’m here. it’s okay. what do you need?”

“you. god, you-“

hyunjin tuts then, still smirking. “hands and knees then, darling girl. you know the rules.”

jisung:

it’s hot. too hot. it’s even hotter now that you and your boyfriend are both in heat, writhing around on the nest you built together. his smell is so strong, citrus wrapped around you as he noses at your scent gland.

“i need- baby, my baby, i need you again,” jisung whines, and you nod. “i need to be inside that pussy.”

“you smell so good,” you huff, spreading your legs. he moves a few things around, and then he perks up.

“my mahagrid shirt!” he squeals. “i was looking for that. you had that, baby? god, you’re so cute!”

you pout, using one leg to drag him on top of you. his cock is hard, leaking between you, and you let one hand fall from his back to his asshole. it’s leaking, too, rivulets of slick covering your finger as you hook it into his hole just to make him whine.

“cock, jisung. now,” you murmur, and he nods, but he’s still trying not to giggle through his pleased sighs as he pushes into you. you moan at the stretch, a high pitched, keening noise, and he kisses your neck in appreciation.

he’s rutting into you at a blistering pace instantly, his balls slapping off of your skin. “baby- baby, my asshole, more, finger it more, oh god-“

you whine, nodding as you push in two fingers and curl them upwards. when your head falls back in pleasure, you let it roll to the side and- what?

“jisung, is that my lace underwear?” you ask, deadpan. he blinks, and his hips halt, turning to follow your gaze.

“oh, yeah, the expensive ones. they smelled so much of you.”

“jisung!” you giggle, slapping his back playfully. well, it was meant to be playful, but he just moans. “i’m really concerned about the fact we didn’t even realise what we both had in this nest.”

“in all honesty, baby, i was too involved with this pussy. g’na fuck it now, so shut up.”

well, that’s you told.

felix:

“now, that’s a nest if i’ve ever seen one.”

the problems of having an omega boyfriend. you’re trying to make a nest out of his things, socks, boxers and hoodies alike so that you can be drowned in his cinnamon scent. you don’t want him to realise, though. it was meant to be a surprise for the two of you, for when your heat kicks in. felix loves helping you with your heat, so you’d deemed it an amazing surprise - except now it wasn’t, because he’d noticed.

“it was a surprise!” you pout, turning to face him. he’s stood with his arms crossed along his chest, head tilted to the side with a smile on those frustratingly perfect lips. “i was… making a nest. for us. for my heat. there’s some of my stuff in there, too, for you.”

“oh, princess,” felix coos, kissing your cheek. “it really is perfect. i love how you included the ten hoodies you’ve stolen from me-“

“oh, yeah. you need to wear those again by the way.”

felix giggles, rubbing his nose into your scent gland. “okay. i’ll roll all over them like a dog in mud so they smell all pretty for you, baby.”

you smile, letting him wrap himself around you and look down at you with dark chocolate eyes. his freckles are so cute, and you find yourself staring at them as you always do.

“i’m excited, y’know,” you mumble, embarrassed. “we… you know, what we spoke about.”

“me trying to breed you during this heat?” felix asks, and you nod. “i know. i’m excited too. i know it’s a bit harder with two omegas, but it’s definitely possible. the doctor said so.”

you nod again, hugging him and burying your face into his chest. “i hope it takes.”

“oh, i’ll make sure of it. i’ve got you, baby. always have and always will.”

seungmin:

you’re lost in your preheat. it’s not been like this since you’ve been with seungmin, but he’s in work right now, working on a record with chan. it hurts. it’s painful, and that’s why you’re humping his shirt like there’s no tomorrow, nuzzling into his pillow.

he just smells so good. you’d always liked vanilla scents and then you met seungmin, and it was like a dream come true. the beta was the perfect balance of dominant and submissive. he was the perfect match for you when mixed with his cute pout and light vanilla smell.

you jump when you hear seungmin’s voice from the door. “you could’ve fucking asked, y’know?” he sounds angry, and you whine in submission. your beta’s angry - your sweet boyfriend, the love of your life. you’ve pissed him off. you bare your neck to appease the situation and you hear him chuckle, walking over to your side of the bed. “did you make a little nest, omega?”

“i- hnng, yeah, ‘s for us to share,” you nod, and he smiles, running one large hand down your naked back. you’re reminded of your position, then, slick soaking the fabric of one of his favourite t-shirts. “oh. oh, seungmin, i’m sorry. i just missed you, and-“

“no, baby,” he’s practically purring, running his hand up from your back to your hair. you let your eyes shut in bliss as he scratches his fingernails over your scalp. “you’re enjoying it, aren’t you? rubbing all over my shirt like a slut. are you in your preheat, baby?”

you nod, nuzzling back into his pillow. seungmin chuckles again. “are you… do you wanna come in, seungie?”

“of course i do, omega,” the blanket shifts, and then he’s next to you, all long legs and lithe body. “it’s a perfect nest for us, baby.“

“yeah?” you throw the shirt to the side, met with your boyfriend’s much fresher scent. you climb on top of him and he allows it, less mean and teasing now that he’s noticed your situation. “i’m sorry i took your shirt.”

“don’t be silly. whatever’s mine is yours. ask me next time and i can fix you up with a softer one to grind that pussy into, okay?”

jeongin:

“smells like a scented candle in here,” seungmin grumbles, his signature scowl even more prominent when he enters your room. you poke your head up out of your nest, glaring at the beta.

“get out of my room.”

“no, seriously, what is that smell? it’s like, lavender, or- oh,” seungmin’s scowl falls into a shit eating grin. “you’ve got jeongin’s clothes in your nest.”

“yeah, so?” you hiss, burying yourself further in the comforting scent. speak of the devil, jeongin emerges next to seungmin with two large bottles of water and a massive smile on his face.

“isn’t it adorable? i’m definitely her favourite alpha in the pack,” jeongin giggles, putting the water bottles on the floor. you welcome him back into the nest and he throws his arms around you, scenting you thoroughly to please the preheat monster inside of you.

“i want to come into the nest,” seungmin pouts. you glare at him.

“no mean betas allowed, unfortunately.”

“that crosses hyunjin off too, then,” seungmin shrugs. “i’ll let him know. bye guys!”

when seungmin leaves, slamming the door shut, jeongin pecks your nose lovingly. “am i your favourite alpha? you have to tell me again, for ego purposes.”

you giggle, shaking your head in disbelief. “of course you’re my favourite alpha. i have five of your hoodies in here.”

jeongin blinks, then he’s shifting. “that reminds me,” he mutters. you watch in shock as he yanks his hoodie off, burying it under the quilt behind you. “another one for you, freshly scented!”

you smile, kissing his cheek. “love you, alpha.”

“love you more, baby omega.”

#juno’s asks ♡#🦇 anon 💌#JUNO TAKES A/B/O!

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idontwantotsayimgodbut · 10 months

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Hear me out!! Jealous!Welt? I recently pulled Blade and I've been so busy building him that I've kinda neglected Welt 😭😭 so that got me thinkingㅡwhat if reader and Welt went on like a mission where they come across Blade? And they start gushing about Blade which makes Welt reeaallyy jealous and yk the rest<3

jealous!welt x fem!reader

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cw: jealous welt, fingering, welt’s a jealous little tease, praising, fluff

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“You should’ve seen how he just completely destroyed those abominations! His blade work is so precise!” As you enthused about Blade, the man walking next to you had… a different idea on Blade. “Yes well, this swordsmanship is nothing compared to many other people we’ve met on the Luofu”, he replied, unimpressed.

“Sure, sure, but can they all look so good like him when killing enemies? I don’t think so”. You may have been giggling, but what you said struck a cord in the man. He swiftly grabbed your hand and pulled you into his cabin. “Wh- what are you doing?!?” You exclaimed, confused, and curious. He huffed. “What’s your obsession with Blade hmm? Am I not impressive for you?” He said his name in disgust, as he softly held onto your wrist.

You we’re stunned, this seemed so out of character for the man. He was usually so composed and calm. “I- wait… Mr. Yang… are you jealous?”. There was a slight smirk on your face. He blushed slightly at your words, but recovered quickly. “And if I am?” He quipped back. “ Mr. Yang, I assure you, you have nothing to be jealous about”, you whispered.

He got closer to you, so you were essentially pinned up against the wall. “Show me I have nothing to be jealous of”, he murmured. You wasted no time, you kissed him. The moment his lips touched yours you just knew this was the right thing to do. It felt so right, and so good.

After a few moment of bliss, Welt pulled away and whispered. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now”. He ran his hand down your skirt, and got on his knees. His words and actions caused you to grow more aroused, which was apparent by the sweet sounds you were making. He slipped his fingers under the hem of your skirt, as he kissed up your thigh. You whimpered, bringing a chuckle out of Welt.

“You’re so cute”, he whispered. You felt his fingers touch your clothesd cunt, causing you to whine out his name. “Tell me Y/N, could Blade do this?”, he teased. You shook your head, unable to form words. He seemed satisfied with that answer as he slipped his fingers into your folds. “Oh dear, you’re *so* wet”, he mused as he stuck one finger in to your cunt. “W-Welt”, you whispered, as you gripped onto his head.

He wore a smirk on his face, your reactions edging him on. He slipped another finger into you, “you can take it, can’t you darling”, he murmured, his voice laced with lust. You nodded as he pushed his fingers into you, praising you as you felt your high approach. As soon as he curled his fingers, you came down his arm. “Good girl”, he whispered, as he licked your cum off of him. It was all so lewd, turning you on even more.

He kissed his forehead “Darling Y/N, I’ve loved you for some time now, I think it’s time you know”. You smiled, and kissed him. “I love you too”, you whispered. He grinned as he pulled you closer.

He began to unbuckle his as he looked at you with a sly smile. “Now my love, I think it’s timeI fuck you so hard, you’ll be screaming my name, and my name alone”

Yeah, you had a long night ahead of you.

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a/n: THIS REQUEST WAS SOOOO HOT I had to do it the second I saw it actually 😭😭 but don’t worry! I am working on other requests too!!! just pls be patient with me LMAO anyways, thank you for reading and I love you all <3

#smut #soft smut #honkai smut #honkai star rail smut #honkai welt #honkai x reader #welt smut #hsr smut #welt yang smut #welt x reader

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seokjinsonlyone · 6 months

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who are the #eaters in bts

answer under the cut bc this feels scandalous for me LOL

first and foremeost we have mr min 'tongue technology' yoongi himself he eats bc he knows what he can do and he knows you deserve it he's sending you on multiple trips to hong kong bc that's just what he does he's soooo generous and honestly it's almost as satisfying for him as it is for you

then i will follow it up by what i like to call the lip line joon, jin, jimin which is very self explanatory i mean they were like biologically built for it

joon eats bc he needs to make sure you get yours before he gets his something about him tells me that he gets very self indulgent when he gets into it he's always cognizant of you of course and would never do anything you didn't want or didn't like but.... he's gonna do what he wants and he just needs to cover all bases just to be on the safe side

jin eats bc he's a pleaser it's something like a game to him once he realizes he's good at it that he knows exactly what to do to have you falling apart for him he's doing it just bc he can holds onto it like a badge of honor super confident and self assured in his abilities and if you have to be apart when you come back together he's throwing down just to make sure he's still got it

jimin eats bc he's a menace like jin it's a game to him but not a race to the finish it's more like idk zelda or mine craft like he's world building he's stopping and smelling the flowers along the way he likes to build you up just to break you down like he gets off on having you whining begging panting while he's sitting there in complete control watching the whole thing go down

or something like that idk

p.s. the rest of them are head pushers

#ask #ask of interest #bts #bts smut #bts fanfic #yoongi smut #namjoon smut #jimin smut #jin smut

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hentyehottie · 1 year

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i am so upset. we’ve been moots for like a month now and i haven’t come to throw some filth in your ask box yet 😩 buT it’s not too late!

alsO hI miya it’s nice to officially greet you 👉🏾👈🏾 i’m glad you enjoyed reading warm bodies! how are ya?

clears throat this is so long and i’m sorry but i like to ramble when i have ideas

So, I was lowkey just scrolling through your blog (i need to read more of your tasty ass work fr fr) and I noticed you reblogged a short fic about villian Kiribaku… A concept that has been untouched by my brain and was probably for good reason because now all I can think about is Red Riot the hardening villain who uses unbreakable to strike fear into civilians, heroes, and villains who dare to threaten his authority. Red Riot the villain is fucking huge and bulky and still has a smile of sunshine but a heart darkened by a selfish society. He honestly gives me Pain vibes, and idk if you’ve ever watched The Boys but I think he’d fit in perfectly with them, he definitely wants to kill heroes who don’t deserve to be called heroes.

Red Riot is very meticulous about the crimes he commits but there is one thing for sure— he loves a good fight. Doesn’t matter where the fight is or when it is, if there’s a fight brewin’ he’ll be there to find it. Also, random fact, he likes rocks soooo… he robs a lot of jewelry stores when he wants to add to his collection or he goes “shopping” at museums.

For example, big boy Riot has left the headquarters in search of a way to get his knuckles bloody, cruising around, looking for a hero to pick a fight with. Listen, even he’s got standards. He’s murdered a couple of people but never innocent ones, only heroes that don’t deserve their titles. And for that, he’s wanted by the Japanese government… Why’s he still walkin’ around like he’s some regular civilian though? I don’t even know. But… oh! Look at that, a hero.

The name of this hero doesn’t matter, he’ll scrapbook it later. A grin spreads across the villains face, a set of razor sharp teeth reveal themselves as he begins to approach the unsuspecting hero, following them to a more secluded part of the city to minimize witnesses as well as collateral damage.

This particular hero has quite a destructive quirk, so it’s truly no surprise that as soon as Red Riot attacks him, the hero begins to lay in blows that aren’t held back in the least. Indiscriminate waves of the disastrous quirk, that Red Riot easily dodges or blocks, cause nearly irreversible damage to nearby buildings, which no-doubt is putting civilians in even more danger than Red Riot’s presence alone. This is exactly /why/ he does the things that he does. With just one stupid fucking test, anyone could become a hero, even psychopaths like this.

As the hero is attempting to knock Red Riot down, the redhead villian doesn’t halter in anyway, getting closer and closer to the hero that looks like their about to shit their pants right in the alley. He’s nearly a foot away from the hero when he hears a blood-curdling scream that appears to be coming from above. He takes a moment to glance up and sees a woman plummeting to her death from the destroyed building that was just beside the alley. Then he looked back at the hero to see if he would do anything.

No. He was far too busy trying to keep his own ass safe. And for some reason, that pissed him off beyond comparison. He’d been holding back since the fight began, giving the hero a chance to defend himself, but it appeared time was running out. Hardening his fist, he aimed a blow directly to the hero’s face, satisfied with the sickening sound of flesh and bone breaking from the heavy punch, and watched the hero fly back into a pile of garbage bags, deserved.

With the screaming come closer and closer to where he was, Red Riot used the debris of the crumbling building to propel himself upwards and easily captured the woman who’d been falling, only then taking note of the bundle of life that she had protectively curled over. As they approached the ground, he hardened his legs and landed with ease, causing quite an indent in the earth.

While she’d been falling, hero eyes remained shut the entire time, but when she stopped falling, suddenly becoming hyper aware of her surroundings and the big strong arms that were wrapped around her rather protectively, she slowly opened one eye to take a peek at her savior.

In all his glory stood the infamous new Hero Killer, staring down at her with an arched brow on his handsome yet rugged face. The childhood scar on his eyelid had somewhat faded but fresh scars had been added to his face, a few nicks on his chin, cheek, and forehead, but they didn’t take away from his handsome appearance. He’d been wearing a red sleeveless hoodie, that showed off his muscular arms and a sleeve of ink that started from his right wrist, up the entirety of his arm, and disappeared under the hoodie no-doubt covering his right pec with a decorative tattoo, along with some plain black cargo shorts. His hair was spiked in the front and the rest flowed down his back in a mullet of sorts. She hadn’t realized she bad been silently staring at him in awe until he cleared his throat, asking if she was alright. Weirdly enough, she felt comfortable enough to answer him honestly, along with thanking him for saving her life. Unexpectedly, a cocky grin spread across his face and an idea came to mind.

“I’ve got other ways you can thank me, lil’ diamond.”

Next thing she knows, Red Riot aka Hero Killer 2.0 is mumbling some name that starts with a ‘K’ and a portal of purple smoke suddenly forms beside them out of thin air. Poor girl is basically kidnapped right then and there, but who woulda thunk Red Riot wanted a reward for taking down another hero and that reward just happened to be the lil’ milf who’d just dropped from the sky (or destroyed apartment building more specifically).

Don’t worry though, he may be a villain but he’s sweet and kind when he wants to be. And that includes taking care of you and your kid. Just like any normal abductee you question this motives and why’s he suddenly taken you from your home. He easily corrects you, saying that your home no longer existed and it was the manly thing to do to offer his surface to provide for you until you were able to get back on your feet.

(insert that one Soulja Boy audio where he says ‘HUH?!’ hella loud)

Why in the flying fuck would this man offer to take care of you? He had to have some kind of objective. But… to your surprise, he didn’t. In fact, you were free to leave whenever you wanted, and he made that clear.

Much to your surprise, Red Riot didn’t live in the LoV headquarters, he lived by himself in his own lil’ cabin in the woods that could easily fit a family or two. It was strange. You were thankful that he saved you and your baby’s life, but he was still a villain. A really, really handsome one at that. After his oh-so-caring suggestion, he mentioned if you wanted him to he would drive you back to the city and drop you off wherever you wanted to go. You dunno how it happened exactly but he’d been holding your baby while he was speaking to you, rocking the sleeping infant in his arms like he was their biological father. How was this man so fucking charismatic and sweet to you? He HAD to have some kind of ulterior motive.

Spoiler alert: yes, yes he did, but not the one you would expect from him.

Y’see… he’s always wanted a family. And here you were, dropped right into arms for the taking, and you didn’t seem to want to leave anytime soon, so he was going to use this opportunity.

A day turned into a week, a week turned into a month. And just as he promised, he took you out the house whenever you wanted and asked you each and every time if you wanted to be left in the city after your daily adventures (shopping and shit y’know, yes this man goes grocery shopping). But you always went back to his cabin with him, each and every time. Was this Stockholm Syndrome? No… couldn’t be, he openly told you to leave if you wanted to, then did that mean you were falling for the rugged mass-murdering villian? Looks that way.

As expected, the developing relationship between the three of you was not normal in the least, but it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. He’d even introduced you to some of his buddies from LoV, only the ones he trusted tbh, and after that— you now had some willing and ready babysitters on call whenever you two needed.

Who wouldn’t abuse this opportunity? After some time convincing you, Red Riot, who had disclosed to you his real name was Eijirou Kirishima, managed to get you to go on a real date with him with just the two of you. And soooooo, ya did.

Who knew a villain could be so romantic? Certainly not you. He’d wined and dined you like his life depended on it and you were now putty in his hands. Perfect. The real games could begin.

He’s called a driver to take you both home and before you know it, Eijirou’s carrying you over the threshold like the two of you had just said ‘I Do.’

cracks knuckles

Now, this is where the real fun begins.

Red Riot, the hero-killing, tall, muscular, BDE, long-haired, thick-thighed, scarred, tattooed, smiling, thieving, hardening villain… has a breeding kink. And not just that, he’s got a big fucking dick that’s usually impressively hidden behind his usual wardrobe of loose fitting pants. But, you’ve seen him adjust himself more than a few times when he thinks you’re not paying attention, but you’re sure he just does it subconsciously without even realizing.

So there’s no real surprise when he’s dropped you onto your shared bed after a date and you can see the imprint of it through the black slacks he chose to wear. You coulda swore you saw the fuckin’ thing throbbin’ through the fabric but maybe your mind was playing tricks on you.

He’s now staring you down, noticing how your eyes have stayed glued to his crotch, with a timid look with some worry hidden behind your eyes. He grins and decides to have a little show for you. You’re struck back into reality when he suddenly grabs it, giving it a lil’ squeeze and a tug, causing your thighs to rub together in anticipation.

“No need to be nervous. It ain’t gonna hurt ya, baby. Promise.”

He purred, stroking his cock a few for times for you through his pants before moving his hands to start unbuttoning his shirt.

“Think you could strip for me, mamas? I like that dress on ya… Think I’d rip it to shreds if I tried to take it off.”

Sweet fuck, when’d you become so obedient???

Before you know it, you’re both naked and on top of the bed, not even bothering to get under the comforter or the sheets. Seems you two were impatient.

Eijirou was splayed out on his back, cock on fully display as it rested against his stomach that wasn’t exactly chiseled with abs, it was a lil’ squishy but the muscles in his arms and chest were hard to ignore. And would ya look at that, you were right, he did have a nagasode and hikae style tattoo with a dragon, flowers, and other symbols. His monstrous cock was almost teasing you with its ridiculous width and length, how was that going to fit in you? With its thick tanned shaft, and its fat brink pink circumcised tip that was dribbling precum despite being only half erect. The happy trail that led to a trimmed bush of onyx hair made you think about the hyped mane of hair on his head.

He’d decided to leave the gel out of his hair this evening so the bright crimson locks flowed in waves under his head… what kinda conditioner did this man use? Them locks shiny as a muhh’fucka- No, no, no, don’t get distracted.

Where were you?

He’d had you sitting on his chest, beckoning you to straddle his face with your thighs, and when you hesitated he took matters into his own hands and grabbed you by the hips, pulling you right onto his face.

Maybe I should have mentioned earlier that he’d got a forked tongue…? Y’know, the kinda tongue a snake has… He kinda got into a bit of body modification after dropping out of U.A.

And the way he uses his forked tongue on you is heavenly. So heavenly, that you nearly hunch over and run away from his skilled tongue, whining and whimpering his name, pathetically asking him to calm down and give you some time to adjust. The iron grip on your hips forces you stay right where he wants you, thick digits easily sinking themselves into your plush hips like memory foam. He’s absolutely ravishing you with the rapid fire motions of his tongue, writing out every Hiragana symbol in the charts, observing how you react to every trace of ever symbol. And when he draws out that one symbol, his tongue acting as a brush drenched in ink and your pussy acting as the paper, he notices the way you shudder and let out a guttural moan, clenching at his hair hard enough to make his scalp burn just a fraction— he smirks, abusing this new power.

ki ki ki ki ki ki ki ki ki ki ki ki.

Ironically, the symbol that makes you shudder and silently scream sounds a bit like laughter, and laughter you shall receive. It is the best medicine after all.

Abusing this particular symbol, it is no surprise that the hardening villian soon rips an orgasm right out of your body, the searing heat that builds up inside you releasing into his mouth as you squeeze his head between your thick thighs.

Easily, Eijirou laps up your sweet nectar while groaning about how sweet and delectable you are, and gives you a moment to collect yourself, hearing the sweet pants and huffs that escape you as he rubs comforting circles onto your hips. That won’t last long, however.

“Think ya can cum on my tongue a few more times, lovely? Gotta make sure you’re slippery enough to bounce on my cock a lil’ later after all, hm? Be a good girl f’me, ya know ya can.”

my bad, my bad… went a lil’ crazy on this one 🧍 do with this as you please, aLsO i had an urge to draW hIm but i haven’t colored the lineart yet 😩 ill show ya when im doNe

You’ve been reduced to nothing but a whining, whimpering mess on the redhead’s tongue. He’s flipped and twisted your aching body so many times to get you in the perfect position, but nothing beats that good ole spread eagle.

Your hero turned villainous lover has both of those big hands holding you wide open for him, fingertips sunk into your plush flesh.

One knee is flush against the bed, the other is up against your chest, leaving nothing hidden from his fiery gaze. Your pretty pussy is his to abuse, at the mercy of that dexterous tongue and those razor sharp teeth.

Your moans and sounds are so cute to him, so pretty he wants nothing more than to keep fucking you on that long tongue.

You peer down at the beast between your thighs and the sight has you immediately tossing your head back, a breathy sigh passing through your lips.

Eijirou looks so precious—crimson eyes hooded and low, the thin sheen of your slick spread around his mouth while he licked and sucked you to another release.

‘Cu-cumming.’ Is how you’ll warn him before your pussy is creaming around that tongue again. You’re so sensitive, clit so swollen and red even the waft of his breath hurts.

But Eiji loves seeing you squirm, so much that he’s lathering your poor clit in spit, sucking the nub into his mouth just to hear you squeal as you claw at the sheets.

“Ei, p-please baby.” You’re begging, pleading for just an ounce of mercy from your lover’s tongue.

He raises his head to look up at you, or what’s left of you, granting a brief intermission as he flips you onto your belly.

He’s palming the fat of your ass, spreading you until he’s face to face with your delicious cunt and puckered asshole, his moistened lips curling up into a devilish smirk.

He loves this. He loves you and your perfect fucking pussy so much that tonight he plans on making you a mommy again. As soon as you cum for him one more time he plans to split you open and breed you.

“Just one more pretty girl, I promise.”

It’s nice to meet youuu, I love your work 🥺❤️Villian Kiri makes my pussy brain melt 🥹 I hate that it’s so short but I’m writing like 4 other one shots and my brain is a can of baked beans right now 😭

Hey bae, care to join us? @darkmajesty-xo

#kirishima smut #villain kirishima #kirishima x y/n #kirishima x you

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takami-takami · 7 months

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okay building on the other ask, while Keigo isn’t an extravagant gift giver, I feel like he could also be a casual gifter alongside his meaningful ones.

You think those flowers at the local flourist’s are pretty? Suddenly they’re sitting on your kitchen island in a vase.

You’re running low on a couple of your skin care products, and you’ve been meaning to buy more. What did you need, again?? Toner?? Moisturizer??? Oh well, he’ll just cover his bases and get one of everything.

You could use a new-

Done.

That new movie looks-

Ticket purchase processing, what day are you free?

you didn’t even ask for new art supplies, he just caught your eyes lingering a little too long at some watercolor paintings and thought it’d be a fun activity for the two of you to try together.

God forbid him and his photographic memory ever get a peek at your online shopping wishlist.

of course he’d stop the second you asked him to, but he just can’t help it :( he has a giving nature and he loves to provide for all your needs if he can help it, whether monetary or otherwise.

also his profession provides more money than he needs to satisfy his simple lifestyle, so the bulk of his salary will go towards charity donations and anything you could ever need.

((whoops that turned into a rant sorryy 😞😞 maybe I’m projecting a bit because I love gifting people things at randomlol))

ANON THIS IS SOOOO. This is literally him, I'm losing it.

#💯 keigo doesnt spend a dime on himself. it all goes to charity & gifts bc hes SUCH a good boy he doesnt even see that hes being a good boy #💌 asks

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merakiui · 8 months

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Hooooooooly crap your latest Azul fic is probably the most intense, jaw-dropping roller coaster ride I've ever been on. Like oh my gosh, starting it off with such a suspenseful scene was such a good way of getting the reader's attention- not to mention the spiral as to how it even gets to that point. The in-betweens were so fucking good!

Absolutely obsessed with the way you describe the scenery and the inner turmoil, like it's so poetic and just creates such a delicious imagery!! The fluffiness in the first vow was soooo tooth rottingly sweet- Like holy crap got me giggling and kicking my feet over here. I absolutely adore the way you wrote the mc, especially with how well she was at handling Azul's negativity and self-deprecation at the start. Just the way you're able to make the reader's feel the same way as the mc- I was SEETHING. The amount of times I got so frustrated with Azul- Especially with how he tried to get her to stop working, like dawg, she's doin' it cause she likes it, JUST LET HER HAVE THIS ONE THING

I was so glad when mc called it off when she did, cause ain't no way Azul was talking about some "You don't care for me as much if I'm healthy" LIKE WTF ARE YOU SAYING?? LITERALLY RIPPING MY PILLOW TO SHREDS RN

Aaaaaaa and oh my gosh the way mc just snaps- just says 'fuck it' and just lets everything out was so satisfying yet also so scary cause like- bro's definitely not gonna just accept that. Holy crap the bits of dialogue as he realizes mc was leaving- I can't. I'm not okay. Like the build up?? Like we know what's about to happen, but the way we see his perspective as it's about it happen- My mouth is agape. Eyes bulging out of skull- THAT WAS SUCH A GOOD SCENE!! Actual chills

Ending it on the hospital scene as his mentality just reverts back to how things were before her- Ugh... I can't- I can't function anymore. I have never been gagged so much by fanfic- like the life has been sucked out of me in the best way possible

Definitely will be re-reading, there's no way I could be fine with reading it only once

Such a satisfying conclusion too- like oh my gosh <3

OMG OMG THANK YOU!!!!! THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH AAAAAAAAAAAA (≧◡≦) ♡

I wanted it to feel like a fic that suffocates you with sadness and emptiness while you're reading it, so opening with the aftermath of the murder felt appropriate! It sets such a haunting mood because you don't quite know why Azul did this or what happened for things to turn out this way (until you read the end of the fic), which only makes it more unsettling the further you read.

:D I'm so happy you enjoyed many aspects of the fic, especially the short-lived fluff in the beginning! I think that was my favorite part to write out of everything (although the hospital scene is a close second). Azul and Reader were so genuinely cute together in that scene. T_T if only it could be like that always...

And I'm especially happy you liked the way I wrote the reader's character here!!!! I wanted her to be more in tune with emotions than Azul is because it felt like a nice contrast to the very out-of-control, emotional Azul. She's honestly such a sweetheart who is just trying her best to be genuinely kind and loving despite the situation. Azul is so frustrating here, so the fact that Reader could remain patient and gentle throughout six entire years of their marriage... It felt satisfying to write her finally snapping at him, so I'm glad that was a scene you could enjoy! I liked switching perspectives partway through as the focus strays from the subject of Reader and her bringing up the divorce to Azul's disturbing behaviors as he begins to lose himself to his fears and insecurities. And then he just shuts off and tragedy ensues. >_< it's heartbreaking and scary and so many other unfortunate things!!!

And the hospital scene oooooo yes yes!!!!! Azul's psychology in this fic is so fascinating to me. He really did mean it when he said the reader was his world, so with her no longer in it his entire existence undergoes this drastic shift and suddenly he's not whole. He's lost a vital part of himself, the part that felt loved and appreciated, and so now he's back to floating through life with this lonesome emptiness and self-hatred. Now the world is small and devoid of color. Now it's just monochrome and cold.

Aaaaaaaa I loved writing him in this state of slow, uncertain delirium and the way he panics when the nurses won't answer his questions. I also greatly enjoyed writing him using the phrase "my wife" over and over because Reader is no longer just her own person to him. She's Azul's. His wife. And then there's also the symbolism in Azul killing Reader and knowing that no one else will have her ever again and that, because he got to take her life for himself, it will be no one else's. It's not even Reader's anymore.

Forgive my ramblings!!! I'm just very happy to know you liked the fic and that you will be reading it again!!!!! Thank you so much!!!!!! 💖

#sweet messages #shmoopyldoopy

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katyawriteswhump · 9 days

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WIP ask game: You've built it up and now I HAVE to know more about your Power of Love fic. I love long fics too much not to ask!

I am so very sorry! I thought I answered this Tuesday, but actually saved it as a draft. Whoops!

Also, thank you soooo much for asking :) Not sure about building up, I was being pretty honest with the 'deeply unbeloved' but I guess I still kinda love it. I really hope to finish it soon in a satisfying way for those who stuck with me, as I've had it planned out for ages.

It's basically s4 fix-it fic. Steve saves Eddie and they go on the run from the police etc. together with Robin. Meanwhile Steve develops mysterious powers, though ones that come with a price...

If anybody is interested, the full fic so far is on tumblr here and on AO3 here.

Excerpt:

“You sure about this, Stevie?”

“What part of ‘let’s do this’ do you not get?”

Steve unwinds himself from Eddie. He peels his sweater over his head then glances down at the bandages… Screw it, can’t worry about scars now.

“Damn,” breathes Eddie, apparently drooling too hard to care. “I totally dreamed about this, when I luuuuurved to hate you. Okay, hate is kinda overkill but—”

“Yeah, I was a douche. Blah, blah, blah.” Steve shivers lightly, pitches the sweater at Eddie, who totally fails to catch it. “If this is some freak show revenge kink—”

“Wasn’t like that—seriously, you have no idea. It was, uh…” Eddie ventures closer. Under the rays of the flashlight, his dark eyes seem impossibly large and liquid. “I used to watch you in the pool—you were so disgustingly squeaky clean. I wanted to drag you into the deepest, darkest recesses of my dungeon-master mind and, ahem…”

“I needed bringing down a peg?” Steve gets right in Eddie’s face.

“Not even that.” Eddie’s deadly serious. “Just wanted you aaaaall for myself.”

Steve smirks—best way to disguise the candy-ass swirl of butterflies in his belly—then steps back and spreads his arms. “I’m all yours. Knock yourself out.”

Eddie gets some rope, hooks it over a high beam, and climbs on a crate to fasten it in place. He then plants a palm on Steve’s bare chest, backing him up against a wooden post. Steve smirks harder than ever, if only to distract himself—and Eddie—from the heart hammering insanely beneath Eddie’s hand. Jesus Christ, don’t think! Focus on the hotness.

Eddie reaches up to grab an end of the rope and loops it around one of Steve’s wrists. Steve tugs himself free: “You do know what you’re doing here, right?”

“Believe me, my uncle is worse than any overgrown boy-scout leader. Not sure he taught me knots and shit for exactly these purposes, but… anyhoo.”

“Okay. Got one condition. You get shirtless too.”

Eddie’s grin makes Steve ache in all sorts of fun places. “Guess I can indulge you, Babe.”

“Babe? I was a brat five minutes ago. Make yer mind up.”

Eddie flips the bird, turns away and strips. Steve lolls against the post, longing to drag his tongue over every salty inch of Eddie’s torso. Jesus, he never knew he had a shoulder and back kink, because… Gnnng! And those tats, stark against Eddie’s pale skin? As Eddie turns back, Steve drinks them all in. Even the goddamn bats, which should be scary as hell these days, are beyond intoxicating, and seem to dance and spin and…

“Ready now?” Eddie grabs the rope.

Steve fakes a yawn. “Getting old waiting, Munson.”

“You really are a brat, you know that? C’mon, gimme your hand.”

Eddie ties Steve’s right wrist with a loopy, hitchy knot. He tugs another part of the rope, suspending Steve’s wrist in the air above him.

“How ya doing, big boy?” Eddie grazes his fingers, feather-light, down the light stubble on Steve’s cheek.

“Never better.”

Steve swallows hard, offers Eddie his other hand. The exquisite concentration on Eddie’s face, the tip of pink tongue at the corner of his mouth, is hilarious. Eddie’s half-naked body is totally smokin’, and yet…

Steve’s eyes drift closed. Those butterflies in his stomach are fast transforming into a horde of angry wasps. He’s had his hands tied before, by the Soviets and… Dammit, is this really distracting him from anything? I DIED IN 1978. I DIED! His breaths come faster, shallower. Nevertheless, he bites his lip against asking Eddie to stop, to slow down even. Don’t spoil this, Harrington.

“Steve, you sure you’re okay?”

As soon as his gaze meets Eddie’s, Steve’s anxiety fades a little, and he nods. He tugs lightly at Eddie’s handiwork, now complete, and a snigger he genuinely feels tugs the corner of his lips. While the ropes don’t dig in, he doesn’t think he could easily yank himself free.

Okay, this is definitely kinda hot. Like the channel of air between their bare chests, which honestly, steams like a sauna. He’s always been in control in sexual relationships, always taking the lead. Lately, yeah, it’s felt kinda dull almost, as if he’s been going through the motions. Now, his nerves still jangle, but simply losing himself again in Eddie’s soulful eyes, he’s getting a goddamn semi. He peeps down, and the strain at Eddie’s fly suggests he’s suffering the same.

“What you gonna do next, Munson?” he husks.

“Stevie, I… I…” Eddie steps back, plows all eight fingers deep into that lush hair. “Seriously, now I got you like this, I have no clue, other than I want to kiss you so bad.”

“I want that so bad too.”

Eddie kisses his own knuckles, dusts them across Steve’s lips, setting Steve squirming, keening even. His heart and his every goddamn fibre strain madly toward Eddie. Then an unexpected rumbling noise clamps those same fibres super-tight.

“Shit!” Eddie’s half-lidded eyes stretch wide. “More choppers?”

“No… No. Sounds like a truck or something.”

...

(so, this is one of my favourite bits, among the heavy, heavy angst... maybe not representative of the whole thing, but perhaps there'll be more like this to wind things up... it doesn't not fit with my story plan ;))

AO3 link

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #steddie fanfic #eddie munson #wip ask game #steddie fic

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safety-writes-noms · 17 days

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Ohohohhoho now that you bring it up, I can definitely see Mark just. Agonizing over the fact that he wants to eat people every now and then. Hmmm how would you think his first time nomming someone would go?

he would be half convinced he's a psychopath or something. like... who thinks about eating their loved ones?? swallowing them whole too like omg?? clearly someone who's not sane. the impulses have gotten worse and worse as he's grown through the years and now it feels like a constant thorn in his side. that never ending hunger burning through his body that no amount of food can possibly sate. it doesn't even want food -- just people and that's gonna freak him out soooo bad.

obviously he can’t really talk about it to anyone just in case they think he’s utterly batshit insane so he’s slowly winding himself up while the urges keep getting more and more intense. He figures that it’s a viltrumite thing since eating people alive is very very very frowned upon in human culture. So, when he sees his dad again (with the ep where they find that Nolan’s banged a bug and made another kid) it’s one of the first things he asks about before they get the snot beaten out of them by the other viltrumites. His dad’s answer? Nolan has no idea what Mark is talking about whatsoever.

so its a mark thing. Alright. Cool. Awesome. Totally won’t send him into an emotional crisis spiral but whatever. He gets home. Hands off his new little brother to his mom and flies off to clear his head.

he runs into a crazy dude while patrolling. the guy's clearly off his goddamn rocker with a massive futurized looking gun. Mark pulls himself together before going down there before this dude can shoot anyone. does the quip thing, the whole schtick.

In the process however, he gets hit and finds himself way bigger than he's supposed to be. Nabbing the criminal is a cynch -- or its supposed to be, at least. The place s mostly evacuated by now, courtesy of Cecil and his crew and its good thing too because buildings are crumbling and now Mark is grappling with a mega sized lunatic who decided that it'd be a spectacular decision to also make himself gigantic. go figure.

he's sent flying into a building, dust flying every where as bricks collapse into a broken heap, leaving only the shell of walls left. he glances to his side groggily, registering a tiny trembling form of some poor guy who didn't have the time to get out of there, taking shelter as giants clashed outside.

there's adrenaline pulsing through mark's veins, he almost freaking squished this dude and he needs to get them out of here before that raving mad man outside comes in to beat on him some more which would undoubtedly result in this civilians death -- and shit, he's has no idea how the hell he's going to get out of here with no lives lost.

and he is just so hungry.

he barely even thinks before he's moving, gently scooping up the person and popping them into his maw. It feels weird at first, a whole living, wriggling, breathing human just… there. In his mouth. Wild. His subconscious reacts before he does, throat moving to automatically swallow in one fluid motion, and just like that, he’s done with it.

mark doesn’t actually get a whole lot of time to process anything before he’s jumped again, trying to ignore the desperate squirming nestled in his body and the rush of dopamine flooding his brain. Sure it’s not exactly what his urges want, considering they’d rather have someone close to them and not some rando but for now, they’re satisfied that they’ve been partially appeased and just focus on keeping the little human warm and safe.

The bliss of not feeling too much of that aching, burning hunger has him practically floating, and he finally finishes off the lunatic, knocking the guy out with one massive punch.

Now that mark’s been left alone (partially, sonce theres still an unconsious crazy laying in the rubble) he finds that in the absence of adrenaline is the slow rising horror of the realization that yes he actually freaking ate someone, and yes they’re still inside of him. It wars with the tidal wave of dopamine currently still juicing up his brain and eventually wins out.

Mark stumbles to his feet, cupping a hand to his mouth and heaving desperately, muscles contracting as his body fights against him until he manages to bring the poor human back up who, thankfully is just shaken and a bit confused.

Cecil's team comes in then, uses the gun to reverse their sizes back to normal (huh all they had to do was flip the batteries sweet) grabs the crazy and the dude mark ate to 1) apprehend and 2) wipe the memories of the guy. they tell Mark that Cecil wants to talk to him later, and promptly disappear.

mark is left alone with horror sinking in his chest and a slow pit growing in his stomach all over again.

this isn't an actual story or anything I js wanted to make a scenario where he ate someone so :3

#safe vore #soft vore #extreme cuddling #sfw vore #sw answers asks #vore talk #safe v/ore #nonfetish vore #nonsexual vore #sw invincible

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netherfeildren · 2 months

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Hi Vic, I just read this very hot Rust Cohle fic and I thought you would enjoy❤️ the vibes are soooo Lana Del Rey + Ethel Cain + southern gothic + troubled older man + lots of appreciation for Rust’s delicious arms and him in a wife beater

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28254372/chapters/69237981

oh my god that looks so good yeah yeah yeah bed time story thanks baby

i just read this one !!!!! it’s so good and a nice substantial length which i enjoyed — i wanted something meaty to sink my teeth into this morning (also a moment to say i really do love a long ass one shot — they’re so fun and interesting to write and build but also so satisfying to read)

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A CEROBA AND MARTLET SWITCH IS SOOOO INTERESTING and not one i see very often 👀

would youuu talk about them a little?? how would their roles and stories change in your swap… heart emoji…

YEASS of course i can!!!

martlet first <3

martlet is clovers adopted parent :) she kinda just found them wandering and it was like “oh no!! where are your parents ?? :(“ and clover had lost their parents and so martlet took them in to help them find them! and so the search extended from a couple days to weeks to months to years and uhhh yeah they never found clovers parents.

(btw since it is kinda relevant starlo takes chujins place but him and martlet are just good pals who raised clover with her. ended up moving in together for convenience. starlo is dead whoopsies!)

so starlo is dead or something and martlets upset bc her good buddy just died. so she’s trying to figure things out in a not so great manner (i.e. trying to build something to extract human souls (alphys lookin ass) bc she believes that humans are evil. it’s like if zenith beliefs came early) and testing it with the previous fallen human souls but it keeps on failing!! but she also doesn’t have a viable test subject :).

so clover (still with a strong sense of justice despite not having a human soul or anything) offers themself up to test bc they believe it’s what’s right. martlet. isn’t sure what to do about that. because this thing is supposed to be dangerous…… but it’s been failing thus far, right?? so it won’t kill them and it’ll satisfy their whole need for needing to help right!! :D

….. it shatters their soul really really badly and they fall down.

so that’s a panic. and then uhhhh a call from the royal scientist for the fallen down and so clover gets sent off and yeah.

meanwhile, martlet isn’t sure how to deal with all that. she feels like she failed clover for not helping them out more and everything sucks honestly :( but her and chujin are buds and chujin likes to build even tho he’s a bit wack so she hangs out with him to try and get better (coping mechanism except she isn’t building things to kill now) ! and once kanako (human, kindness) comes around, hey…. maybe she can find clover and give them their soul to save them?? after all that’s a human and humans are evil right????? right??????? so that’s fantastic.

she’s still herself of course. but she’s really trying her best…. she ends up really not wanting to kill kanako but she thinks abt clover and its. she has to make a really tough choice. and it’s so so upsetting. she’s so incredibly torn but eventually it hits some point of no return and she attacks kanako :) in the no mercy route she just kinda gets really pissed after chujin is killed and she attacks ofc

ceroba is in snowdin because she’s a royal guard and that’s where her station is :) she doesn’t manage puzzles or anything but she does guard areas in snowdin! she’s a lot more firm on the rules for the royal guard handbook but she gets mighty confused when kanako isn’t really…. fighting (at all or not at the strength she expected, either or) and she’s like ‘yk what. whatever. come on i’m taking you to the queen or something we can figure out what to do from there.’ bc she knows they’re taking human souls and stuff but all she’s heard is that humans are violent and evil (which is emphasized with integritys swap having been attacking monsters n stuff) and kanako isn’t like that?? so she isn’t really sure what to do.

gradually as time goes on she gets a more friendly with kanako (prolly says something about how she’s always wanted a daughter or something and how kanako especially makes her feel that way :))))))) and is like ‘well. maybe taking you to the queen isn’t the best idea…. but i mean she’s nice so like whatever’ and wants to get kanako home !

as for that one part where martlet and clover get separated bc martlet flies off when the boat crashes, ceroba just does one of those fox jumps that foxes do LMAO. i hope you know what im talking about because i think thats such a funny idea

her and chujin aren’t married or dating or anything but they DO know eachother. and the MINUTE he pops up with his whole bit she’s like “oh my god :|.” or something. she doesn’t get thrown in the jail but she’s kind of confined to the saloon bc they’re keeping an eye on her so she can’t ruin the fun or anything :P

in pacifist when the tapes stuff is found and stuff she’s AFTUALLY horrified. her and starlo were childhood friends and all but she hadn’t heard from him for a while especially after moving away from the dunes due to her position so to find out everything she did?? that’s horrifying. and it really makes her worried about kanako (a mothers love through every universe, you know?) because what would martlet plan on doing? and so now her mind is set on ‘i have to protect kanako no matter what’ and so they go and uhh tries to reason with her but martlet knocks her out cold. y’ouch. also she’s much quicker to come to terms with kanako giving up her soul than martlet is in true pacifist. this is getting long i’ll have to talk abt all the endings in a different post

now in the no mercy route…… she is PISSED. and she str8 up breaks into the lab (which is easy because evacuation and all but she does have to get past undyne or something, which is easy! because she’s super strong as we already know) and gets the determination. she goes to the rooftop and uhhh monologues at kanako. i imagine in her dialogue in the fight (after injecting herself) she brings up something about all the sudden awareness and how she KNOWS kanako could’ve been better. how she could’ve been kind. but wasn’t. and she knows she’s doomed to die but she’ll try to bring her down with her in hopes of making her change her mind. but she’s incredibly focused on taking her down but she does wind up dying (instead of being scared and stuff like martlet, she accepts it and tells kanako something like ‘next time you see me, you better hope i don’t remember. if i do, i’ll never stop trying to kill you.’ or something)

aughhh i need to flesh out this au some more but this is what i got so far i think :) some stuff might change but ykkk!!

#asks #uty reverse au #my GOD i love talking #long post #zenith ceroba … a mothers love martlet … mmmmmm #i think it’d be funny of me to like. if this were a game i’d imply in those end credits that chujin and ceroba got together or smth LMAOO

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