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ddejavvu · 1 year

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Could you plz write abt Eddie x gf reader? The gist is Jason constantly picking on him + being cruel, but Ed never pays any mind + just responds in his Eddie fashion. But as soon as Jason says something about the reader, he defends her and goes ape shit on him. Sadly Ed loses the fight and comes home w/ a black eye and reader tries to figure out how he got it, but he doesnt have the heart to tell her what Jason said + tries to lie. Reader comforting Eddie would be nice to see for a change :'))

You don't bother turning when you hear the door to Eddie's trailer open, knowing you'll be jammed against the counter in a hug faster than you can. But when you don't feel Eddie's face smashed into your own you frown, spinning on your heel to see what the hold up is.

It's a black eye. And a split lip. And a mysterious trickle of blood down his cheek. There's a smattering of scrapes and rouge at his knuckles, too, and he's standing off-kilter. Your boy is beaten.

"Eddie!" You shriek loudly in alarm. You realize too late that he's got a headache, only realizing when he winces and a battered hand shoots up to cover his left ear.

"I- I'm sorry," You hastily babble, rushing to his side, "What happened? Who- who did this, are you okay?"

"I'll be fine," He assures you, though the nod of his head is wobbly, "I'm just gonna clean up in the bathroom, alright sweets?"

"No- no! Eddie," You rush to stop him, only slightly guilty to hinder progress in the name of information, "Please, just tell me what happened. I'll help you clean up, I- I just need to know!"

"It was Jason," Though he answers your question, he evades the underlying question after it with a sad smile, "'Should'a known one of these days he was gonna swing."

"I don't get it," You sniffle, moved to tears by Eddie's black-and-blue eye. You lead him into the trailer's bathroom, fumbling with disinfectant and a cotton ball, "He bothers you every day. He's never punched you before. What- what did he do? What was different?"

"Just felt like starting shit, I guess." Eddie shrugs, but his eyes are deep with concern. You bite the inside of your cheek, hating how defeated he looks as his eyelashes flutter shut for you to dab at the injury.

"I won't be mad at you, you know. If you were the first to swing. I- I'm not calling you a liar," You assure him when he goes stiff, "This just seems.. off."

"Yeah." He nods solemnly, eyes firmly shut even after you're done cleaning his cuts, "It- it was off. He just.. fuck, I know he was just saying it to get a rise out of me, I know he'd never say it to you or anything but I just couldn't let it slide. I didn't know his friends were gonna see us, I- I wouldn't have started anything if I knew I couldn't have finished it."

He rambles with the vigor of an excited child, all slurred words and hand gestures, though he's more like an accused in court. Your brain catches on one sentence and pulls the thread from the scene he'd woven you, and you fray it while you bandage his cut.

"To me? He'd never say it to me?"

His eyes scrunch even tighter shut, and you know he's realized his mistake.

"I didn't mean to say that," He grits his teeth, "Just- Just please pretend I didn't say that? I feel like I got threaded through a meat grinder," He huffs, rubbing at his good eye with a bloodied hand, "Do I get a deathbed wish for that?"

"You always say your deathbed wish is gonna be to buzz Steve's hair," You murmur, cupping his bandaged cheek as light as a feather, "Please tell me the truth, Eddie."

He sighs; you've got him.

"He said shit about you. He said- said you'd regret dating me. 'Said I'd drag you down until you were 'trailer trash' just like me and Wayne. I- God, I'm so scared of that, Y/N, I just.. I freaked out."

"I like your trailer," You hum after a tense moment of silence, prolonged eye contact between your sympathetic ones and his glossy ones.

He cracks a smile, but it doesn't reach his good eye.

"You're not dragging me down," You promise him, "You make me happy. I don't need to live in a penthouse to be successful, that comes from emotional fulfillment."

"Yeah? And you, uh, you think I fill you up?"

It's a joke; you're back in his comfort zone. He shoots you as much of a smirk as he can with one bad eye, and you bite your lip to stop from grinning too hard.

"You stuff me full," You gush, "I'm all filled up with ooey gooey, mushy gushy, sappy sweet love, Eddie, and every time you hug me it oozes out of me like slime."

"My slimy girl," He croons, laughter bubbling up in his chest even though you suspect it aches, "So sticky."

He yanks you in by your waist from where he's sitting on the toilet lid. He buries his face in your stomach and you're worried he'll aggravate his black eye, but he sighs in content.

"I know it was stupid," He sighs, nose prodding at your skin, "I just.. I don't like it when he sees through me like that. I always thought I kept everything pretty hidden, but I guess I'm afraid of what everyone else is. Ruining you."

You think he says it into your stomach so he doesn't have to look you in the eyes. You sigh, running a hand through his curls and cringing when one is caked in blood. His arms tighten around your waist at the contact, and you speak without planning ahead, a heartfelt ramble.

"You couldn't ruin me, Eddie. You make me happy, even if no one else wants to admit it. I don't care that you're still in senior year. I don't care that your uncle is your dad. I don't care that you live in a trailer. I don't care that you play dungeons and dragons. If I disliked any of those things I wouldn't be with you. You- you have to know how much I love you," You breathe shakily, tears gathering at the corners of your eyes, "Eddie, I have dreams about you. Just- mundane stuff, like vacuuming. Last night I had one where you were organizing your socks. And I woke up smiling. Our lives aren't boiled down to anything besides us, Eddie. I love you, and you love me, and that's why I'm happy."

Once you stop talking, shut your brain down from where it had been tipped on its side and gushing love, you realize your shirt is wet. He's shaking, shoulders trembling as he sobs into your stomach. When he looks up at you it's with a pathetic puppy-eyed pout, split lip wobbling.

"You dream about me," He wails, "I dream about you too! I dream about- about marrying you, about living together, trailer or no trailer. And- and I dream about falling asleep with you every night for the rest of my life," He chokes on his emotions, "I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you too, Eddie." You smile, watery as it curls over your face. He rushes to stand, nose bumping your own as he nuzzles his face against your skin. His shaky exhale washes over your face and smells like the blood caking his lips, but you let him press them to your cupid's bow without protest.

"I want to rearrange my socks now," He admits, a teary chuckle in his throat, "You can sit on the bed and watch. Be pretty, n'all that."

"I think you should rest," Your eyes are smiling just as much as your mouth is, sparkling with adoration, "But tomorrow can be sock day."

"Deal," He nods, one of his tears pressing into your own cheek and wetting your skin, "Tomorrow, and every day for the rest of our lives."

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pls-hold-me-im-justa-weeb · 11 months

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Hey! I saw the request were open so can I request a scenario where reader gets hit by some power where she ends up with cat ears and tail and before crew can figure out how to fix it, she goes into cat-like heat and who is better to help her out than her bf Luffy! (Along with captain kink and soft!dom luffy if you can plz!) Thank you:)

I gotta say writing this made me simp for Luffy a little, when I normally don't really. That's to say, I really enjoyed writing this because hot damn this man could make me fold.

WC: 4.2k

TW's: Neko!reader, reader gets cat ears and tail, reader goes into heat, captain kink, kitten kink, mentions of a fight, soft!dom Luffy, slight mentions of subspace?, slight tongue/drool kink, luffy makes references to 'milk' and 'cream', luffy being kinda dumb but its cute so its okay, ends on slight cliffhanger

The fight itself was pretty simple. She only managed to scratch you with some weird cat-like claws, and you promptly knocked her on her ass with a single hit. It paid off training with the Strawhats, even if it meant others were constantly attacking you all for your bounty.

Luffy will be so proud of me you thought happily. Your boyfriend had been teaching you that one move to help you improve your fighting skills. You could take care of yourself of course, but you didn't have the same monstrous strength or skills as the monster trio, let alone Luffy. You bounded up to your captain excitedly.

"Did you see? Did you see?"

He turned to you with a wide grin, and wrapped his arms around you a few times to hold you tight.

"Yeah! You did so well. I'm proud of you!"

You giggled and hugged him back the best you could with your limited arm use.

"C'mon! I'm getting hungry and Sanji said he would have something made by the time we got back" he said, unwrapping himself from you. You smiled and shook your head at his ridiculous appetite.

"Lead the way, captain" you teased. He gave you a sly look at your nickname before taking off at a run, dragging you along by your hand. You could hardly keep your feet on the ground, basically flying behind him as he sprinted towards the Sunny. You two made it there in record time, arriving just as Sanji had finished bringing out the food from the kitchen to the picnic blanket on the deck.

"WE'RE BAACCK!!!" Luffy announced. Sanji greeted Luffy with a "welcome back" tossed over his shoulder as he focused on making sure he had enough food for everyone. Nami, Chopper and Usopp looked up from lounging on the deck at Luffy's loud arrival.

"Oi Luffy! We made a new- WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!" Usopp screeched as his eyes landed on you. You blinked at him, glancing down at yourself. Your clothes and skin were a little scuffed and dirty from the fight and getting dragged through the city behind Luffy, but it wasn't anything that was unusual for this crew. Luffy looked at you, glancing over your body before looking at the sniper.

"Whaddy-"

"WHAT HAPPENED?!" Nami screeched, interrupting the captain.

"Hah?? The heck are you guys talking about? Is this a prank?"

At Nami's shriek, Sanji had whirled around, eyes searching for enemies or blood. His eyes finally landed on you, and his jaw dropped, cigarette hanging limply from his lip.

"Sanji? What's wrong?" You furrowed your brow, thoroughly confused as to why everyone was reacting this way. You watched in horror as blood started trickling out his nose.

"Chopper! Sanji's bleeding!" you cried, pointing at the cook while calling for the reindeer.

"Oh Luffy. You're back. Hey why does she have cat ears and a tail?" Zoro asked nonchalantly, munching on some food with a bottle of sake within reach. You stared at the swordsman for a moment. Tail? Ears? Cat? You looked down and around at your ass. Sure enough, a cat tail was poking out from the waistband of your shorts. Now that you noticed it though, it was incredibly uncomfortable. Your eyes whipped to your boyfriend.

"I have a tail."

"You have cat ears!" he exclaimed excitedly, reaching out to the top of your head. You gasped as his calloused hands ran roughly over your new ears. They twitched out of his grasp, slapping against his hand as they flicked immediately forward again. You whimpered.

"Just... just give me a moment. I need to change out of these shorts" you said as calmly as you could. You walked stiffly to the girl's quarters, tail bending painfully upwards at the sensitive base. You managed to close the door before immediately stripping off your shorts with a groan.

Now alone and more comfortable, you nearly sprinted to the mirror to take a look. Your reflection gasped in time with you. You still oddly enough had your human ears, but your boyfriend was right. Furry cat ears stuck through your hair, matching the color perfectly. The fur gradually faded to a few shades lighter at the tip. You spun around to look at your ass. Yep. Still had a tail. It was smooth and lanky, but still soft. You tried to move it, but it hung limp. You tried again. Nothing. You started to get frustrated, and the tail flicked in response. Huh. You cleared your mind of all thoughts regarding you moving your tail, and simply did. It swung back and forth easily. You grinned. This was so cool. But it did push down the band of your panties, so you should change those and put on a skirt to allow for easy movement of your new appendage

You rummaged through your clothes, trying to find a skirt. You finally found a clean one, tucked away in the back of a drawer. It was short, but it was all you had at the moment. You found some stringy thongs as well that allowed the back string to slide along the band. It would be perfect to make room for your tail.

You slid them up your thighs, and tucked your tail through one of the leg holes (though that was a rather loose terms for these), and shifted the band up and over the base of the tail, and moved the string to the side. It put some pressure on the tail, but it felt like you would get used to it fairly soon. You checked your new outfit in the mirror, frowning slightly at what you saw. Your shirt no longer matched your outfit, and it was dirty and sweaty too. You changed quickly into a tight tank-top that fit your curves perfectly, and matched your skirt. It was a slightly revealing outfit, but whatever. Nami wore skimpy outfits all the time and nobody cared.

You left the room, looking forward to eating some of Sanji's food, and you felt your tail flicking with the anticipation. A strange heat start pooling low in your gut, but you dismissed it as hunger as your eyes landed on the food and quickly sat down next to Luffy, not missing the stares you attracted.

"You look so cute!" Nami cried. Robin looked like she was ready to cry from cuteness overload by looking at your ears. You smiled bashfully, hearing your tail thud behind you in response to your embarrassment. Luffy filled his cheeks with food and paused to chew while reaching out to your new cat ears curiously. He threaded his fingers to your scalp, finding where the skin smoothly changed into fur. It felt amazing. The warmth in your abdomen built to a more familiar sensation, but you couldn't quite place it yet, too distracted by the wonderful tastes in your mouth and the skilled fingers petting your ears. Your eyes fluttered closed in bliss, and you hardly noticed a vibration start building in your chest. Luffy fingers paused and retracted.

"Are you... purring?"

Your eyes snapped open and with it, the vibration in your chest stopped. You noticed the crew had fallen silent as they waited for your reply, and heat flooded your cheeks in response to their stares.

"...was I? It just felt so good when you pet my ears like that" you said shyly. Robin giggled, and confirmed your question with a nod. Luffy swiped food from Nami's plate while she was distracted with your newfound talent. She reached over to knock him on the head, but your body reacted as soon as she moved to attack. You leapt across the spread of food, tackling her to the grass. You felt a hiss spit from your lips as you held her down.

"Mine" you growled. Your hands picked up her shoulders and slammed then back down on the grass. Nami's wide, brown eyes stared at you in shock, and her body went slack in submission to your attack.

"Oi!" Luffy cried from his place. You blinked. What the-?

"Oh my gosh, Nami! I'm so sorry! Are you okay? I don't know what came over me" you cried. You helped her up, and she waved off your apology.

"It's fine. You're probably just a little possessive right now with that cat devil fruit effects. Are you okay? Your pupils turned into slits like a cats just now."

You looked around the crew. Most of them looked a little worried about you, but Zoro had an unimpressed look as he focused on his food and Sanji looked like he would pass out from being a flustered mess.

"Hey, let's go lay down. Maybe some sleep will help since food hasn't gotten rid of it yet." Luffy took your hand, and a wave of heat went through you. Your legs felt wobbly, and you could only take a couple steps before your knees gave out. You heard Chopper running over.

"Chopper! What's wrong with her?"

"I don't know, but her scent has changed even from when she came on board like this... It's almost like she's... um..." Chopper trailed off, hovering over your body. A blush colored his cheeks. He looked around for Zoro before bounding up to him.

"Hm? What do you mean she's in heat?!"

You heard shocked, strangled noises from the other men except Luffy.

"Heat? Is she overheating?"

Nami sighed, and pinched the bridge of her nose, hiding her blush. Robin nodded in understanding before answering Luffy.

"No, it means she has a very strong desire to breed."

Luffy crossed his arms in thought. You whined as another wave of searing heat gripped your lower abdomen. You weakly reached out for him, finally understanding the sensation.

"Breed? Like have babies? But babies only come from sex" he stated shamelessly. Understanding lit up his face as soon as he registered what he said.

"Oh! You're really horny! Everyone go to town, we'll be loud... and probably take a while." He picked you up in his arms as he spoke, and you moaned at the simple touch.

There were mixed reactions from the crew. Sanji and Chopper looked like they were going to pass out, though for wildly different reasons. Brook and Franky were tittering like school girls, earning themselves a knock on the head from a very red-faced Nami. There was a light flush on both Robin and Zoro's cheeks, but they obediently rose to leave the ship. Luffy didn't even wait for everyone to get off the ship before bounding to the men's room.

"Lu... Please. It aches" you whined, gripping his shirt. He shushed you, kicking open the door. You felt him lay you down on the couch.

"It's okay. I'll take care of you. What do you need? Did you take your birth control today?"

"Luffy! Please! I need you inside me NOW. I took it so please. Please please please get inside me!" Your whines became louder as he looked at you in surprise. You clawed at his shirt, desperate even for the open-chested fabric to be ripped off his muscular frame.

"Okay, okay kitten. Let's get you undressed." You whined, legs shaking already from desperation, and you gasped shakily as his hands deftly pulled down your skirt and thongs.

"Luffy!"

You pulled at your shirt, and it ripped apart. Your captain looked up in surprise, catching your hands.

"You have claws too?!"

"Lu I swear to god get your dick inside me NOW!"

"Okay okay! Just gimme a se- mmmph!"

You yanked him forward by the nape of his neck, smashing your mouths together in a desperately messy kiss. He shifted so he was straddling you, knees on either side of your hips while his elbows rested on either side of your neck. He pulled away just far enough to breathe.

"You're so fucking slutty when you're desperate for me like this" he murmured, trailing hot kisses up your neck. He nibbled on your human earlobe, and caught your hands with a grunt as you fondled his hardening length with desperation.

"Bad kitty, looks like you need to be punished"

He bit your bottom lip gently and pulled before letting it go, sitting up slightly so he could pin your wrists above your head.

"Is this really affecting you that much? That you forgot who's going to fuck you?" His voice was laced with honest curiosity, trying to gauge how much being in heat is affecting you. You wordlessly nodded, staring up at him, dazzled by his dark eyes and cute scar.

"please" you breathed. His gaze softened, and he leaned in for a kiss.

"Okay then. Lemme give my cute lil kitty a treat" he smirked against your lips. He prodded his tongue against the seam of your lips, and you opened your mouth with a groan, accepting him as he ravaged your mouth.

He let his tongue swell slightly with his powers, readying your mouth to accept his length. It was messy and obscene. Drool dripped down your cheeks and you bucked your hips in search of friction. He pulled back with a groan.

"Fuck you're my gorgeous little slut like this. You remember the system, right?"

You whined and bucked your hips again, eyes glazed. He harshly grabbed your breast harshly, pinching your nipple get to get your attention.

"Hey. You know the system right?"

"Yes captain" you whined. You were panting and shaking with desperation. You felt him tense at the name of command, letting out a shuddering breath against your neck. Your skin felt too sensitive, too hot.

"C-captain please!"

He pulled back with a groan, his arm stretching to keep your hands in place.

"Don't move your hands." he ordered, letting go only after you nodded slightly. He stood and quickly yanked down his shorts and boxers, letting his dick slap against his stomach before bobbing down. He was fairly long and thick, but stretched himself bigger when you begged for more. The brown tip was flushed slightly pink with desperation.

A shiver trailed fingers down your spine at the sight, and you started drooling again. He looked you up and down for a few moments, a smirk curling his handsome mouth.

"Good kitty. Come here and get your treat" he cooed. You moved in the blink of an eye, sitting up and crawling on your hands and knees over the cushions to reach his cock as he stood at the foot of the couch. Your lips wrapped around him, and you immediately took him as far as you could, letting the tip hit the back of your throat. You moaned in relief at the taste of his pre, eyes rolling in the back of your head as you sucked and bobbed your head. You felt your slick dripping down your thighs, cooling as it traced the flesh. You moaned at the sensation, feeling it for the first time.

Luffy let out a deep groan at the messy, skilled blowjob you were enthusiastically giving, head tilted to look at the ceiling. A shudder ran through him as you flicked your tongue up and down the shaft as you descended to deep throat him. He bit his thumb and blew, inflating his hand slightly.

"Gotta get ya ready, kay?" He didn't wait for your answer, reaching behind you to grip your ass for a second before plunging a finger into your dripping pussy. You squealed at the sudden unexpected intrusion, but moaned in relief at the stretch. Luffy groaned deeply at the vibration accompanying your heavenly mouth. A few pumps of his hand later, and he added a second finger. Your eyes rolled back into your head in relief. He wasn't hitting your sweet spots, but you were still well on your way to cumming due to your sensitivity.

He finger-fucked you harshly, making your mouth take more of him as he slammed into your pussy. You were being used, and the thought made you clench around his fingers.

"Fuck. Shit I can't last much longer. Want me to cum in your mouth?"

You eagerly nodded the best you could, muffled "mmmhmm"'s coming from your throat.

"Such a good little kitty. Want your captain's milk? F-fuck! Cumming!" Hot spend spurted down your throat. Your eyes rolled back into your head at the taste as you swallowed it down easily, and it sent you over the edge into your first orgasm. It was intense, white-hot pleasure racing through your nerves as you shook, impaled by him. A deep, throaty groan left Luffy's lips as he spasmed in your mouth, and you kept sucking, trying to pull more from his cock. He grabbed your hair and yanked your head off.

"Greedy"

You smiled a little, and he surged forward in a harsh kiss. He hummed at the taste of himself mixed with you, appreciated how it marked you as his.

"I think it's only fair if I get a taste of you now"

Before you knew it, you were flipped over on your back, head resting on the armrest and Luffy was between your shaking thighs. He eyed your soaking pussy, and the traces left by your weeping slick.

"You got a taste of my milk, now I want to taste you as you cream on my face. Got it?" His voice was gravely and deeper than his usual bright sounding tone, and it sent desire punching through you again. You could only groan, head fuzzy with lust. You rolled your hips towards his face tantalizingly, and he sucked in a breath at the small squelch that accompanied the movement.

"Such a good girl for me, kitty" he murmured. The compliment vaguely registered in your head before he dove in, tongue collecting slick from your dripping cunt. You moaned at the sensation, pleasure rolling through you at the small motion.

"C-Cap-captain!"

He pulled back, and you hissed at the lack of contact, looking down at him. There was a tiny pool of both his saliva and your slick on his curled tongue, and he made a show of bringing it into his mouth and swallowing, moaning at the taste. You could only watch in wide-eyed silence, the end of your tail flicking with anticipation as he slowly eased his face back between your thighs.

"Say it again." his lips whispered against your puffy clit, and you exhaled harshly at the sensation.

"Captain! Please~" you begged, feeling close to tears with frustration. He didn't even bother with a reply. Something seemed to snap in him at your sweet words, and he greedily licked up and down your pussy, groaning deeply and gulping as you ground your hips against his tongue. One arm pinned your hips down easily, showcasing his hidden strength.

He let his tongue trace random shapes on your clit, that were, unbeknownst to you, spelling his name. Your cute little cunt was his. Your back arched at a particularly hard lick against your throbbing clit, head tilting back. He ran his hands over your back, feeling how much pleasure his tongue brought you. He decided to take pity on you, and finally flicked it over your clit, abusing the poor nub to bring your orgasm hurtling through your body. One hand came down and he shoved three fingers into your tight hole, crooking his fingers up into that one spot as he pistoned them in and out.

Your body felt like it was burning with pleasure, wails of your pleasure barely reaching your own ears as you were lost in the heat of desire and lust. Your hand gripped his hair, attempting to ground yourself as your peak quickly approached. Your second mind-blowing orgasm wracked through your body, clenching your muscles and dispersing any thoughts in your mind. You felt Luffy's expanded tongue fuck into your pussy, feeling your orgasm as you clamped down and creamed on him.

He only stopped his assault when your shaking had paused, and you were tapping his head. He still had his tongue hanging out, slurping up your cream and juices. You briefly realized you would normally be embarrassed, but the sight only turned you on more.

"Such good cream, kitty. Are you ready for me to play with you some more?" He crawled over your body, straddling you before kissing you messily. You tasted yourself on him, slightly sour, as he licked desperately into your mouth. He pulled away, reaching to stroke his weeping cock, reddened at the brown tip. You moaned at the sight.

"Lemme fuck you then. Face down, ass up, Kitten~" he cooed in your ear before pushing back to stand over you on the couch. You stared at him, backlit by the lighting. He looked angelic. Soft black hair, wide eyes heavily lidded with lust and command, and his muscles were highlighted beautifully. The command took control over your body quickly, and you flipped over, burrowing your face into the cushion as you arched your back sinfully. Your tail flicked over your back, baring your hole as you reached back and spread your ass for his view. You heard him hiss out a shaky breath as he knelt behind you.

"God so perfect" He didn't seem to realize he said that out loud, but you shivered in delight at the words, arching your back a little more for him. He tapped his thick cock on your ass before sliding it down to just between the apex of your thighs. It dragged almost painfully slowly against your sensitive clit, wetting the length with your spend and slick.

"You know the system baby. Let me know if you need me to stop"

You only mewled in reply, shaking your hips slightly. He grunted with the slight friction, removing your hands from you ass cheeks to spread them himself. He gently put in the tip, and you had to hold your breath against an orgasm just from that. He must have picked up on how close you were, because he slammed the rest of his length in harshly, one hand putting weight on your lower back to keep it arched for him as you shook apart, creaming on his cock again.

"Good girl, there ya go. So sensitive today, huh? Cock hungry lil kitty. I'll give ya what you want, don't worry." His voice made it sound like he was completely lost to the pleasure- breathy and gravely. The words and his voice washed over you like a refreshing breath of air after the intensity of your orgasm. He began pounding you, cock dragging from the base to the head before slamming back in harshly. You screamed wordlessly, drooling onto the cushion as he fucked you.

He grunted and was breathing heavily, the sounds music to your ears as they joined your wails and the lewd slapping of skin on skin. He was so deep, hitting your cervix with every stroke. The ache only added to your growing pleasure.

"Sh-shit! I won't last much longer. So w-wet and tight. Fuck!" His arm wrapped around your chest, hand reaching up to your neck. He pulled you upright, back still arched away from his chest. Your arms found his hair as your pussy was pounded from behind. He could see your tits jiggling with his thrusts, joining the shaking of your ass cheeks. The sight made him drool, and he couldn't help but mark your neck. He nibbled and suckled, not losing his rhythm. The attention paid to your neck made you moan loudly. You could hardly form words to say you were going to cum, and it slammed into you before you could find the breath to speak. The sudden pressure around his cock was too much, and he spilled inside with a heavy groan as he bit the junction between your neck and shoulder.

He pulled you with him as he collapsed backwards on the couch, catching his breath. His dick slid out, and you whined at the loss. You wanted to keep it in so bad. His seed shouldn't be wasted.

You straddled him on shaky legs, and he rested his hands on your hips. You frowned at him with watery eyes, and he blinked at you, concerned. His hands gently traced lines up and down your sides.

"What is it baby? Are you hurt?"

You shook your head, overwhelmed and close to tears.

"Wanna.. wanna keep it in" you murmured, just loud enough for him to hear. A smile of relief broke over his face.

"Of course. Lemme fill you back up, okay?" he said gently. You felt his cock twitching back to life and he used his powers to inflate it, and you sunk back down on it with a happy sigh. He jerked and grunted at the sensation.

"C'mere" He pulled you to his chest, and you basked in the afterglow, sweaty bodies sticking slightly.

"You feelin' any better?"

"A little. But I still want to be bred. I want you to fuck me so full of your cum we're not sure my birth control can handle it. Please? Breed me?"

You felt his heartrate increasing at your lewd and desperate words. His hand trailed up your back, accidently brushing against the base of your tail. You jerked and let out a surprised moan. A mischievous, handsome grin curved his lips at your reaction. You were starting to feel the heat swirling low in your gut again.

"I think I can do somethin with that. Gotta make ya happy, right kitty?"

You nodded empathetically.

"Yes, captain."

His eyes darkened, and you knew you were in for it now.

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whatsk-poppinhomies · 11 months

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Pairing : Idol!Song Mingi x F!Reader TW : mingi being mean ; reader is a smoker (don't smoke it's bad!) ; breakup ; fluff at the end ; Word Count : 2.3k Request : Anonny : Can I request something angsty but like kinda cute/fluff with mingi plz? like he calls the reader clingy or annoying or smth like that plzzz A/N : MY FIRST ATEEZ REQUEST THANK YOU SO MUCH!! I LOVE YOU TOO!!! I HOPE I DO YOU RIGHT WITH THIS!!

Today was special, it was an anniversary of sorts, not the usual anniversary though. It was the anniversary of the first day that you had seen each other. It’s been exactly two years since the two of you walked by each other on the sidewalk, taking a moment to pause and look at one another before continuing to where you both had to be. Most people wouldn’t think much of it, people passed each other on the street every single day… But you and Mingi were special, you both knew that you wanted one another, it was just a matter of getting to each other, and you did, two years later and you were both as happy as the day he had first asked you out and you had said yes. Some people were just fated to be together, and that’s exactly how you felt about him.

“Happy Anniversary!” You cheered as soon as he walked through the front door, placing down the piping bag full of icing and skipping over to him, wrapping your arms around him and giving him a tight hug. You loved when he came home, the bright aura that seemed to just surround him and light up every single room he walked into. “I was in the process of decorating the cake, and dinner is already done. Do you want to help me finish up?”

“Not right now… I just want to relax for a bit.” He patted your back, and the feeling was really awkward considering it felt more like what a friend would do with another friend. It wasn’t even a hug. The situation in and of itself was really unnerving, he had never turned down the opportunity to help you decorate the anniversary cake. He had always told you that was his favorite part. Maybe he just wanted to spend some time relaxing with you after work, that always seemed to calm him down when he had a particularly bad day.

“Well let me just clean up real quick and then I’ll meet you in the-”

The loud huff that escaped his parted lips had you pausing, his jaw was clenched tight as his fists balled up at his sides. “I don’t want you to. I just want to be alone, and that means being away from you too. You’re so clingy… So annoying… It’s like you’re constantly just… Crawling under my skin I can’t get rid of you.” His hands ran over his face as his head fell back, his eyes finally catching a glimpse of the anniversary banner that hung above him, and the sight of him underneath it only seemed to make his words hurt worse. “And it’s not our fucking anniversary…” He grumbled, his arm reaching up to yank down the banner. “Grow up.”

You were too stunned to cry, too stunned to really do anything at all. You simply watched him walk over to the bedroom, only flinching slightly when the door slammed shut behind him. As everything that had just happened began to process in your mind, you skipped completely over the part where you’d be upset about it and went straight to being angry. What made him think that he could talk to you like that? It shouldn’t matter how bad his day was. You’re his girlfriend, you were only trying to help him feel better.

“Good god, you really suck at listening, don’t you?” He grumbled loudly when you walked into the bedroom, his head propped up on the pillows as he scrolled through the channels on the tv. You rolled your eyes as you went to the closet, pulling out your suitcase before tossing in your jackets that were hanging up. “Oh! Good, I’ll finally get a fucking break.” He commented as he watched you pack your things, and the comment was enough to have you standing up straight to look at him.

“Yeah, you will. Enjoy your break.” You snapped back at him, and it almost seemed like he was enjoying it, the smile on his face that usually brought you so much happiness now only irritated you further. “Happy Anniversary… I’m breaking up with you.” You said firmly, and for a moment it looked like his smile wavered, his eyes widening for a split second as he looked at you. It’s not like you expecting him to beg you to stay, but you thought that maybe he’d want to talk it out with you so that you didn’t leave. So you stood there, and you waited for him to say something, anything… Anything at all to make you take back what you had just said.

“Aren’t you leaving?” Unexpected, it was completely unexpected, but once Mingi was in one of his modes, it was hard to get him out of it. You weren’t going to be a fool and beg him to let you stay. You were better than that, you had more pride than that. This was what he wanted, and you were going to give him exactly that.

You sat on the bench outside of your work, a cigarette hanging between your lips as you scrolled through your phone. It had been three weeks since the breakup, and while you were far from being alright, you were trying your best to at least be okay or at least seem okay in public. Your front page news had been filled for the last two weeks with news on Mingis hiatus, and during his two week hiatus he had tried to text you and call you, asking you to talk to him, but you had ignored him. He wanted you to leave and that’s exactly what you were doing.

Now the front page news was on Mingis return and a potential new song in the works. You still couldn’t wait to hear it, even though you and him weren’t together, it didn’t mean that you didn’t love their songs, and you still supported the rest of the guys and wanted them to do amazing.

You clicked on the link and took a drag from your cigarette before holding it between your fingers, letting the smoke pillow out of your parted lips as you skimmed over the words on the page. “Hey…” You heard the voice in front of you, and then you glanced down at the shoes that were almost toe to toe with yours before shaking your head, not even bothering to look up at the person.

“Sorry man, this is my last one.” You lied, and you knew it was wrong to lie, but cigarettes were also extremely expensive and you couldn’t afford to just give them out. The cigarette was plucked from between your fingers and you gasped loudly as your head whipped up, your mouth already open, as if you were revving up to go off on the man, that is, until you saw who it was.

“I thought you quit.” Mingi commented as he looked over the stick before dropping it to the ground and stomping it out. It had been one of the things he was most proud of in the relationship, helping you slowly but surely break your addiction. He had believed in you, he had so much faith in you, and that alone is what had been the strongest push to get you to put them down completely. Knowing that he was going to be there with you, it had helped you immensely… But he wasn’t there now. All you had were the cigarettes to fill the void that had been left when he told you to leave. “Don’t you know how bad they are for you?”

You scoffed as you pulled the pack out of your purse and lit up another one, blowing the smoke off to the side away from him before looking up and flashing him a smirk. “Yeah, you know… I grew up and I did a lot of research on the damaging side effects of being a smoker… But… I’m also grown up enough to be able to not give a fuck.” You pushed yourself up off the bench, taking another long drag and deeply inhaling the smoke, and it’s not even like you had wanted another cigarette right now, it was more so that you wanted to piss him off, you wanted to hurt him. “Aren’t you leaving now?”

His eyes narrowed at the blatant use of his own words against him, the way you so snarkily said them. “No, I’m not.” He said flatly, taking the cigarette from between your lips now and snapping it in half before letting it fall to the ground. “You’re being ridiculous.”

“I’d rather be ridiculous than clingy and annoying. You can stop breaking my cigarettes though, some of us don’t make as much money as you do.” You adjusted your purse strap on your shoulder, sighing heavily as you stared at him. “Look, we broke up, you can leave me alone now.”

“I don’t know who this we is… But I didn’t break up with you. You broke up with me but I didn’t agree to that.” His arms crossed over his chest as he looked down at you, the bucket hat that he was wearing shadowing his eyes just enough that you could barely see them, but the slight up turn of his lips let you know that he thought he was being smooth. He wasn’t.

“You asked if I was leaving, you seemed pretty okay with us breaking up when I said it. Don’t come to my work acting like this when you know damn well that we’re done.” You were trying to keep your composure, you knew that if things got too loud that people around you would notice. The last thing you wanted was to be bombarded with pictures and questions about your relationship with him.

“You could have said no. Plus, I thought you’d just be gone for a couple days, a week tops. I even took a two week hiatus because I thought you’d come back and we could talk about things, so I could apologize for being an ass.” So that’s why he was out for two weeks. You wondered if the rest of the guys and management knew that that was the reason or if he lied and told them he wasn’t feeling well. A breakup doesn’t seem like a very good reason to take such a long break and you were sure that management wouldn’t see it as a valid reason either.

“Save it.” You said flatly, taking a deep breath and letting it out loudly through your nose. “We’re through, we’re done, it’s over. I have to get back to work now and I’m sure you do too. Goodbye.” You turned to leave, only a few steps and you’d be back in the building to clock back in from your break and go right back to working to take your mind off of him and what had just happened.

His fingers wrapped around your arm and pulled you back, and once you had stumbled your way over to standing in front of him, his hands were firmly cupping your cheeks, his lips crashing against yours. “Fuck, you’re so annoying when you’re being hard headed.” He murmured against your lips, and you tried to push him back but his lips were on yours once more, his fingers tangling in your hair. “But I love it. Please keep being annoying, annoy me, cling to me.”

Your nose crinkled in disgust as you pushed against him again. “You’re so stupid… You grumbled, but the kiss, him and his kisses, they just had a way of melting you and making you so soft for him. You missed how they would calm you down and make you feel better instantly.

“Yeah I am… Cause I have nothing in my brain but you, baby. I’m stupid and in love~~” He was so obnoxious and you missed it. You missed him. “So how about you bring your cute self back home tonight and we’ll make a whole new cake for our anniversary? Hmm?” His hands moved down to squeeze your hips, both of your bodies swaying side to side as a twinkle of hope lit up in his eyes.

“Nope.” You said matter of factly and his jaw went slack as he stared at you, his body going still and his eyes blinking rapidly as he tried to think of where he messed up. You giggled softly, pushing yourself up on your toes to kiss him and ease his mind. “I work late tonight, I’ll be back tomorrow morning though.” A loud sigh of relief was breathed out against your face as he pulled you in for a hug, peppering kisses across the top of your head. “Alright, alright! Go take your clingy ass back to work.” You said between little fits of laughter, backing away from him and dropping back down onto the bench.

“Fine~~ I’ll see you later, love muffin!” He called as he continued to back away, bumping into people in the process, but he was so excited that he didn’t care, and he was so damn cute that you didn’t care either, you couldn’t help but continue watching as he walked off. “And no more smoking! I love you, princess! Stay healthy for me! Need my little love muffin to cling to me forever!”

He was the one, the only one in the world who could both annoy the hell out of you and make you feel so at peace at the same time. He was most definitely, without a doubt, the love of your life. You were lucky you had seen him, that he had seen you, and you both were lucky as hell that you had chosen each other because you were sure that you were the only two people in the world that could put up with one another.

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taurussbabe · 1 year

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pregnancy scare with charles leclerc? angst then fluff plz 🫶

A Forever connection

A/n: my first fic, hope you like it 💗🫶

Please don't be a ghost reader 🏎

"Are you ok, mon amour?" Charles asked as he softly rubbed your back while you were throwing up. It was early morning and you had been like this for 2 days now, constantly throwing up and feeling tired

"Yeah, yeah, I am" you muttered a soft 'thanks' as charles handed you a towel

"Are you sure, we should check this out you've been sick for a while"

"I'm fine, it's probably just a stomach bug" you brushed your teeth while sometimes glancing at charles, only to see he was already looking at you. "Really, thanks for your concern, but I'm fine" you leaned down and kissed his cheek softly.

"Y/n!" Charles called out from the living room while you were in the kitchen. "I've been thinking-"

"Ah, that's new" you joke but he doesn't doesn't laugh or show any expression, which causes you to stop what you're doing to get near him. "What's up?"

"Y/n, do you think it's possible that you might be pregnant?"

"What?, no, of course-" you start to answer but freeze because when you do think about it, your period is late a few days, but you had thought it was just work stress. While you were doing all your thinking, charles was just staring back at you, waiting for you to finish processing your thoughts and you didn't realise he was calling you until he reached for you and pulled your hips slightly to him

"Chérie"

"No, Charles, it can't be, i'm not...you're not, damn it Charles we are not even togheter, we're just friends" it wasn't a lie, you had agreed from the beggining that you were just 'fuck buddies', you liked spending time toghter but both of your lifes were pretty busy, you were sort of a stress relieve to each other and now this

"Hey, hey, look, whatever happens, i'm here" he pulled you into a hug and you didn't realised you were crying until you saw charles shirt get wet

"i'm sorry, i didn't mean to-"

"Hey, no, i get it, it's scary, but i'm here, everything is gonna be alright" he softly brushes a lock of hair behind your ear

"Charles, i'm- i'm scared"

"I know, me too, there's only one way to find out, ok? You have to take a test"

"yeah, i know, can you...hm, can you pick one up, please?"

"yeah, of course, i'll be right back, okay?" he pulled you in for a kiss before grabbing his coat and keys and leaving

The time you were alone was excruciating, you kept thinking about the what if's, of course you wanted kids one day, but first you had to find your person. If only you hadn't gotten drunk months ago and slept with charles, none of this would have happened, it was supposed to be a one night thing, you respected your friendship too much to ruin it, but he's charles, in his funny charming way he stole your heart and you stole his, not that you were aware of it. You hadn't realized yet but when you thought about the future, you had charles in it, and not as a friend, you kept pushing those thoughts away because he was just your friend, your best friend even and you were sure he didn't felt the same

What you didn't know was that charles was thinking the exact same thing you were, all the way from the pharmacy to his apartment, where you were staying. It killed him every time you called him friend, because he knew he wanted to be more than a friend to you.

"Hey, I'm home" Charles called and you got up from the couch, tears threatening to fall, but you refuse to let them.

"Okay, let's do this, I'll be right back" you said grabbing the bag from his hands.

After a few minutes you showed up at the living room, finding a thinking charles sitting on the couch. "So?"

"I haven't looked yet"

"Well, let's do it together then" grabbing your hands softly he sitted you on his lap, arm wrapped protective around your waist. "Whatever happens, I'm here, not gonna leave you"

You nodded softly as you opened your hand revealing a test with one line

"What does that mean?"

"It's negative" you said and he hugged you

"Hey, it's good right?" He asks brushing you hair softly and kissing your temple

"Yeah, yeah, I don't know why I'm crying, I didn't want a kid right now, I just, it was a lot of emotions"

"I know, I know" he leaned back on the couch and pulled you into his chest. You don't know how long you stayed like that, it felt like an eternity, yet you didn't want to move. Charles was the first to break the silence.

"I can't do this anymore"

"What?" You asked confused

"I can't do this anymore y/n, I can't keep pretending that I don't love you. How know how much it kills me that I can't hug or kiss you in public, that I know that every time we are together, we're still gonna be just friends, that I can't bring you to any family dinners. Every time I talk about you, I smile, hell, every time I think about you, I smile because you're the best thing in my life. And even though none of us wanted a kid, it would be nice to know that there was something connecting you and me forever. So, no, y/n, I can't do this anymore because I know that we can't be more than friends"

You stood there looking at him as he let it all out, not saying a word, because how could you, everything he was saying was a thousand times better than all that you had dreamed about. You couldn't find the words, so instead, you kissed him, a different kind of kiss than all the other times, because this time, it was the promise of something more.

Charles took a second to realize what was happening but when he did, he kissed you right back with the same love that you did.

"I love you" you said as you broke the kiss

"Wait what? How?"

"Charles, I've been in love with you forever, you just never noticed, you idiot"

He chuckled softly before pulling you in for another kiss "Your idiot, mon amour"

"And for the record-" Charles pulled back to look at your face "-I'm in love with you too"

Much more kisses were exchanged, this time, hungrier kisses, passionate kisses, because you both knew, that this time, you weren't just friends.

Maybe some scary things happen to leave room for the best things to come.

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whxre-bxby · 11 months

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i luv your writes so much! I haven't been able to read many fics these past weeks bc of work life ugh but im catching up AND LET ME TELL U YOUR FICS DON'T DISAPPOINT!!! (LIKE UR SMUTTY ONES HOLY COW🐄)

ANYWAY HAV A GOOD NIGHT HOHOHOHUHUHUHUUHEHEHE *FLIES AWAY*

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PLZ- glad you're feeling happy lmao

"Comfort of your Body"

Recom Mansk x Human f. Y/N

(Saw someone post these ducks and it's amazing)

A/N: it's getting way too warm and summery for my liking

Masterlist

Summary: Injured and tired Mansk returns to Bridgehead after the final battle. He finds his girlfriend Y/N in his room, waiting for him and needs her to distract him from the horrible mission. (1K special request from @emzerdoo)

WARNINGS: SMUT, fluff, angst, death, injuries, sub Mansk, dom Y/N, edging, blowjob, penetration, breeding kink, size difference

Word Count: 4415 (a bit shorter, I have so much to write)

Today’s mission had been exceptionally brutal for the recoms. Not that the mission had changed. They still had to hunt down and kill Jake Sully. But today, most of them didn’t make it back home.

Mansk was one of the three who had survived today. Quaritch and Lyle had made it out of the battle alive too, but everyone was in a bad condition.

Flying back on the Ikran was almost impossible because the Marines were so terribly exhausted. They had to wait a few hours for an aircraft to come and get them.

Returning to base, they were all ordered to go to the medical centre immediately. Lyle needed it the most because he had a concussion after his rough fall on deck. Quaritch needed rest and quite frankly so did Mansk. That’s why Mansk refused to stay in the emergency room. He was too tired and still too shocked by the near-death experience that he couldn’t be around people now. He just needed his quiet, his bed and you.

Before going to your room which was all he really wanted to do, he forced himself to go to the showers first. Every step of the way pained him and while under the water he was getting flashbacks of almost drowning in the wreckage. The memories made it difficult for him to stand still. The wounds as well. He hissed and flinched when the water came in contact with his open and fresh injuries until he couldn’t bare it anymore. He wanted to collapse into his bed and have you by his side because in what he thought were his last moments, he had to face the likelihood of never seeing you again.

He had found some fresh clothes for himself which he put on while holding the blood-stained gear of today in his right hand. Mansk limped through the now eerily quiet hallways of the recom dorms. They were quiet now. Usually, the team would be constantly walking through them but now he was alone. There was no team. The remaining bits of it were suffering in the medical rooms.

Finally, he reached his door. He stopped in front of it, leaning against the doorframe in an attempt to gather himself.

Whenever he would leave for a mission he would have to leave you behind. To comfort yourself, you found it helpful waiting in his room rather than yours. Not only was it bigger to fit him, but it smelled like him and he would often find you asleep in his bed when he would return.

Today, I couldn’t sleep. Something felt off as I waited for my boyfriend Mansk to return. I was in his bed, sitting upright while I hugged his pillow and stared at the door. My eyes find the electronic clock which showed me that it was past midnight. The time worried me more. Mansk was never this late. They always returned before 9 or 10 pm so that everyone would be fit for the next day.

The uncertain and uneasy concern was eating me alive as I waited for hours. Dreadful thoughts filled me, making me worry about whether something had happened to him. Maybe he was hurt or maybe he wasn’t even alive. Perhaps they were looking for him and that’s why it took the recom’s so long or perhaps none of them had made it back…

I too had noticed, how quiet the hallway outside his room was. No one in his squad had returned. It made me sick to my stomach to think about what could have happened.

My eyes occasionally teared up and I would bury my face into the pillow from time to time and inhale his scent. If I tried hard enough, it would seem like he was here with me.

Suddenly I heard faint shuffling in the hall and it stopped right outside my door. For a few moments, there was just silence.

Then I saw the door handle move and my heart stopped beating in anticipation.

To my relief, Mansk stepped into the room and I noticed how his eyes searched for me. His body visibly relaxed when he saw me sitting on his bed. But he looked clearly exhausted and weakened.

“Mansk-” I say, immediately getting up and hurriedly walking over to him. His stressed gaze softened when he saw me and his ears drooped in relaxation as he gently nudged the door closed before kneeling down in front of me.

We were roughly the same height now that he was on the ground and once he opened his large arms to me, I threw myself at him and buried my face in his shoulder while we hugged.

Mansk tightly wrapped his arms around me, holding me as close as possible to him. One of his hands rose and he cradled the back of my head. He pressed his face into the crook of my neck and kept it there for a few moments, inhaling my scent which would comfort him while I refused to unwrap my arms from around his neck.

He was alive and okay. And mainly, we were together.

After a few minutes, we slowly pull away from the hug but we don’t let each other go. I look up at him and he’s looking at me with watery eyes filled with sorrow, while his hands hold my body and caress my cheek.

“I was worried…” I whisper, placing my smaller hand on top of his one which was resting on my cheek. We gaze at each other, never seeming to want to look away.

“Me too…” he softly answered and I noticed how gruff his voice was even through the whisper. He must have been shouting a lot.

“Are you okay?” I ask, scanning over him with worry in my eyes.

He hesitates to answer for a second before he tenses and nods. “Yeah.” he breathily says. I can tell he only means physically okay even though I can see lots of scratches and bruises.

“Oh, Mansk…” I sigh, cupping his cheeks into my palms. Seeing him so distraught made my heart break. His tired and sad eyes meet mine again and feel how his fingers tremble.

“I’m so happy you’re here.” he whispers, pulling my head to his so that our foreheads are pressing against each other. I small smile forms on my lips and I hold onto him again while he calms down in my presence.

“I’m happy to see you too.” I reply, softly. My hands gently hold him and I kiss him on the cheek before we look at each other again.

“Let me take care of you.”

His tired eyes open slightly wider than before and his ears perk forwards, granting me his attention. That offer sounds so good to him, Mansk can’t help but nod.

I take his large hand into both of mine and he slowly gets up and off the ground, following me to his bed. My plan is to relax him so that he could fall asleep easier.

Mansk was a strong man, no doubting that. That applied to him both physically and emotionally. But this lifestyle takes a toll on everyone and it has its side effects. He would often become disassociated from reality and would be completely submerged in his thoughts. The thoughts and memories often haunted him, not letting him forget the gruesome images he has seen. That is also why Mansk would struggle to fall and stay asleep. Sometimes he would lay in bed for hours without being able to close his eyes properly. And even if he would manage to fall asleep due to exhaustion, he would dream of those burdening things and therefore never wakes up well rested.

It really isn’t fair on him, so you try your best to help ease his problems. He once told you that your presence at night helps him sleep and stay calm. So sleeping in his room has become a pleasant and regular experience.

Mansk sat down on the side, his soft gaze not leaving me as he watched me guide him. I could see through the faint smile on his lips that he was thankful.

“Take them off, please.” I say with a smile, pointing at his sweatpants and top. Mansk listened without hesitation, removing his clothes so that he is only left in his underwear. This wasn’t the first time I would help him relax so he roughly knew how I liked to do it. Usually, I massage and worship his body in a way that has him drifting off to sleep. Small, gentle touches ease his pain and let him forget everything except for him and me.

In the end, I lay on him and we fall asleep together.

Mansk enjoys being close to you and feeling your warm skin pressed against his. Ever since he met you, he’s been feeling better all around. His nights aren’t as long and torturous and his days are brighter. He’s told you before, even if you wave it off, he knows he wouldn’t have been able to hold on and stay strong for as long as he is if he were alone.

Mansk lay down on the bed, letting his heavy head fall back into the soft pillow. The rest of his body weakly slumped into the mattress.

He was looking forward to seeing you all day, he would have been all fidgety and antsy if he weren’t so tired.

I climb onto the bed with him and straddle his waist with a smile on my face. I hovered above his upper waist because otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to reach his face. He was already melting against me. I loved how easily I could maneuvre him.

My hands trailed up and down his torso, making small shivers erupt from him. The size difference between us made things more interesting and apparently my small hands felt nice. He just needed small and gentle touches so I traced his stripes and drew circles around the small specks of luminescent light in his pretty blue skin.

Occasionally, my eyes would return to scan over his face and when I notice that his eyes are fluttering closed and his breathing is faint, I feel better about what I’m doing. His body was still and not a single muscle was strained or tense.

I felt such love for him I couldn’t hold back on worshipping him more, so I leaned forward and started placing gentle kisses along his torso. I don’t usually do this so it took Mansk by surprise and his eyes opened to watch me before he lay his head back and hummed in approval. His eyes close once more so he can focus on the feeling but the darkness brings back the distressing images of his mission. Quickly, they open once more and I notice the small jump and the fast action.

I stop and sit up, looking at him in worry. Was he in pain or did I do something to make him flinch?

“Are you alright?” I ask, placing a palm on his chest to comfort him. Mansk inhales deeply before sighing and rubbing his eye.

“Yeah- sorry.” his quiet and tired voice replies.

“Don’t apologise.” I say, scooting closer and rubbing a soothing circle over his tattoo. He nods a little, running the hand over his face and taking a deep breath.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I ask, leaning onto him.

I notice his sad eyes staring at the ceiling before they meet mine.

“No…” he whispers. Mansk wasn’t the person to talk about things. I told him it was unhealthy and he really was getting better, but I knew that there were certain things he has to go through that he prefers not to tell me. Mainly so that I don’t have to be burdened by the violent images like he is.

I stay quiet for a while, thinking about what to do but then Mansk breaks the silence.

“I just- I need to think about somethin’ else.” he says, tilting his head to lock eyes with me. I tilt mine to the side, wondering what he means.

“I want to think about you.” Mansk adds and his words surprise me. I catch on to what he’s saying. He wants to be distracted by me, from his mission.

“If it will make you feel better…” I say, leaning forward so that my face is above his.

“It will.” he reassures me, raising a hand and soothingly cupping my face. “Please.”

I can’t say no when he begs and asks so nicely. A smile forms on my lips, informing him that I’m agreeing to his plea. His hand suddenly grows firm on my cheek and his long fingers reach the back of my head. He then pulls my face down to his and presses our lips together.

It had been a few days since I saw him last, so I missed the warm feeling of his kiss.

Mansk was eager to continue it, not wanting it to end. I understood that this helped him forget his worries so I wanted it to last longer too.

My hands once again roamed his chest and I started tracing my fingers over his muscles, slowly reaching his abs. I broke the kiss to move lower down his body so that I could kiss his flexed and toned stomach. He wasn’t happy about the loss of contact but he let me do what I wanted.

My lips softly pressed against his skin, making his breathing hitch as he watched me work my way down his huge torso. I smiled up at him before sticking the tip of my tongue out and trailing it over his ab muscles which tensed even more at the touch.

I took my time, wanting him to know I appreciated him. While focusing on his slim waist, I sit back on him and my movements faltered for a second when I hear Mansk whimper. My eyes shoot up to his face and I notice the faint blush on his cheeks and the way his ears wilt to the sides. Then I look back at me, noticing I sat on his crotch. A grin paints my face and I grind down against him, watching him suck in a swift breath through clenched teeth. I can also feel him slowly hardening under me.

“Aw, you feeling good?” I ask him in a teasing manner. He nods, staring at my lower half that’s sitting on him.

“Please, Y/N.” he breathes out and his hands slide up my thighs but I gently push them away.

“No touching. Just lay back.” I whisper, slowly pushing his chest back down into the mattress. Mansk doesn’t fight it and listens, letting his body fall back.

If he needs a long distraction I’ll give him one.

My fingertips graze his skin again, softly tickling his blue body. I could tell that his senses had heightened through his building arousal. Mansk’s heartbeat increased and his breath became heavier and deeper. He lost his rhythm of breathing due to occasionally gasping when I could nibble and kiss his now sensitive skin.

Slowly, I dip my fingers beneath the waistband of his underwear, slowly tugging it down inch for inch. Mansk shudders beneath me and slightly lifts his waist up, eagerly wanting me to hurry. But I won’t.

However, I do comply with stripping down his last bit of clothing, pulling it down his legs and throwing it on the floor next to the bed.

He exhales in a form of relief. Apparently, clothes get uncomfortable and feel restricting on Na’vi when they are aroused. So Mansk preferred to always take everything off which I thought was funny because he would spend his days completely covered in long sleeves and pants.

“God you look so good-” I breathe out, running my flattened palms up his thighs. He sighs in enjoyment and I notice his blush return. I feel over his v-line, before resting my hands right next to where he’s desiring my touch most.

My eyes once again meet his and he’s lovingly staring at me. His eyes are soft and half-lidded and his lips are lightly parted.

“Do you want me to touch you?” I ask, making his ears twitch.

“Yeah-” he breathes out, locking his eyes on my hand which was daringly close to his crotch.

“How bad?” I ask, wanting to push all the begging out of him.

“Please, don’t tease.” he asks, looking at me with pleading eyes. I can see how tired and desperate he is, so I was going to spare him.

“Okay, okay.” I say with a smile, gently wrapping my hand around him. At least I attempt to wrap it around him. My fingertips don’t reach, there is a small space separating them.

Mansk shakily exhales as I slowly stroke him. I move my body in between his legs, kneeling in the space between his knees while my hands work and warm him up.

His head drops back down into the pillows and he lets me take complete control.

I lower my face down to his level. At this point in our relationship I know the things he loves, so I do my best to pleasure him.

I nuzzle my face against the side of his shaft, kissing along his warm skin.

Mansk’s mouth drops open and his eyes flutter closed.

I stick my tongue out, licking a sloppy stripe from his base to the tip of his dick. His skin is speckled with goosebumps as I do so.

I swirl my tongue around his tip, hearing a small groan escape him.

Continuing my work, I move back down and lick over his balls, cupping them with my free hand while stroking him with the other.

“Shit-” he sighs. Mansk’s tail is excitedly thudding against the mattress.

I switch it up again, kissing my way to the top of his now almost fully erect dick. My lips wrap around his tip and I lightly suck on it while Mansk balls up his fists and groans in pleasure. Even just the tip has my mouth filled.

“Feels so good.” he whines, clenching his eyes closed.

I can taste the precum on my tongue as it mixes with my saliva. Then I feel Mansk lightly buck his hips up and I get the message.

I open my mouth wider and start to slowly take more of him into my mouth, each time I bob my head.

Small grunts escape his lips as he raises his head and fights the urge to thrust up into me again.

Every time Mansk gets close to cumming I stop my movements, just kissing the skin of his abdomen until he’s calmed down before riling him up again. He wanted to forget about his problems so I would make sure of that.

It’s becoming messy and sloppy. Mansk has a death grip on the pillow, refusing to let go because he doesn’t want to force you further down him. He is amazing at holding back and letting you take control of him.

Sweat is rolling down his forehead and his skin is glistening and moist from it. His veins were bulging out of his skin and all his muscles are flexed as he tries his best to stay still and lay down while you edge him for probably the fourth time.

He was whimpering, begging me to let him cum but I wasn’t going to let him cum like this. I knew he enjoyed this and I was simply trying to prolong his pleasure.

“Y/N, please-” he chokes out. His eyes have become glossy and his dick is pulsing because it’s so painfully hard.

“Not yet, baby. Hold on.” I smile at him, cleaning off the sticky pre cum that dripped down his shaft and all over my hand.

He hisses through his clenched jaw, trying his absolute best not to spill and I decide that I’ve pushed him enough.

My hands leave him and I lick my fingers clean while he watches me with wide eyes.

“Take it off.” I say, motioning to my silky nightgown. Mansk never needs to be told twice. His large hands are on me in seconds. Even despite the skin on them being rough, he manages to gently push the thin straps off my shoulder, letting the thin material fall to my knees.

I smile at him, pleased with how well he is cooperating. Mansk doesn’t even see the smile because he’s staring at my naked body in adoration.

“I’ll give you what you want now.” I say, letting my smile turn into a grin.

His big ears come to life again, perking forwards and his lust-blown eyes meet mine. Mansk literally cannot wait.

I move back to his waist, straddling his trembling body once again. This time I’m not kneeling but squatting above him. He’s so bewildered and desperate that he stares and watches with a flushed face and perked ears.

One of my hands rests on his abdomen to steady myself. The other reaches for his throbbing and saliva-covered dick, angling it to meet my now wet pussy. Playing with him turns me on, I count it as my foreplay.

I press his tip against my slick heat and he groans words and curses I don’t understand. He’s too pussy drunk already to talk.

I rub him through my folds, humming in approval to myself before focusing on touching my clit with him.

Mansk’s hands are once again digging into the pillow and his head is thrown back. He can’t take the torture much longer.

Without further warning, I decide to give him what he needs and what I now want. I line him up with my entrance and let myself sink down comfortably until his tip is engulfed by me completely.

“Fuckin’ hell- Y/N…” he moans, needing to prop himself up on his forearms to watch me.

He was much larger than me and if I placed his huge cock on top of my body, the tip reached the beginning of my ribcage. I was never able to take all of him and never will be but I was able to bare the pain of having most of him inside me.

I move up on him before sinking down a little more. My eyes clench closed as I flinch at the slight stretch but I know it is only temporary.

I look back at him, watching how he’s fighting himself again to not buck up into me. Mansk knows it hurts me and he feels bad about it. It took me a lot of persuading to tell him that I enjoy sex with him. Now, he lets me do what I need to do and won’t dare touch, push or move me without my consent.

“You’re so good to me.” I whisper, drowsily smiling again. He loved and needed praise. I knew he took it to heart, so I helped him feel better about himself.

“You can touch now.”

His eyes light up and I nod to reassure him. He was so big I would get tired quickly while riding him.

Mansk’s large hands release the pillow and he closes them around my waist after running them over my bare chest. I put my hand on top of one of his and nod again, allowing him to move me. He needed his pleasure much more than me so he could get it now. It was well earned.

I also happened to enjoy seeing Mansk lift me so effortlessly up and down him.

He supported my movements, making it easier for me to ride him. Mansk was sitting up now and I held onto his shoulders while he thrust me down on him.

“So tight-” he groaned, his hot breath fanning against the top of my head.

His ears were pinned back in pleasure and he had his fangs bared as he concentrated on chasing his high.

He was so sensitive from all the edging I had put him through, I could tell he is close.

I want us to cum together so I reach down between our wildly different bodies and rub my clit. His eyes open and he watches with his jaw lightly hanging open.

Mansk always grew weak when you touched yourself. It was a sight that would instantly turn him on. Whether you were naked or were doing it over your clothes didn’t matter, Mansk adored seeing you please yourself.

That’s also why he moaned and his hips stuttered.

“Y/N- I’m gonna cum-” he hissed, needing to let go now otherwise he would become an even bigger desperate mess.

“Let go, baby, I want to feel it inside me.” I manage to say through heavy breaths. He groans at my requests and I feel his dick twitch inside me.

Suddenly, I’m being pulled down against him faster than before and Mansk starts desperately fucking up into me. I can feel his cum explode and shoot deep inside me and the feeling of it makes me moan and throw my head back. Within seconds I’m cumming too and Mansk rides out both our orgasms until our quivering and trembling bodies fall against each other.

His arms are around my waist, holding me close to his chest and his head rests on top of mine as we both calm our heavy pants.

“Thank you…” he whispers, tipping his head down and kissing my forehead.

“You don’t need to thank me, Mansk. I love you.” I say, looking up at him.

“Love you too, baby.” Mansk whispers, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.

He gives me a tired smile before helping me gently get off him. His cum flows down the insides of my thighs but I don’t mind it. Mansk loves the sight of it but he cleans it with a tissue for my comfort.

We’re both so tired now that Mansk just falls back into the bed and I fall with him.

He was happy to be back with you in a safe space where he could forget everything except for the things that made him happy. Your presence had calmed him and he was able to fall asleep quickly, but only after making sure you were already asleep. His dreams won’t haunt him tonight. And that’s thanks to you.

Tag List: @numarusworld @ikranwings @jatwow @number1gal @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed

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writingduhh · 8 months

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Drunk Ted Nivison (HC)

This is my first HC without a real ‘prompt’ so hopefully I got this right 😩

Pairing: Ted & Y/n

▷ Ted's cheeks flush a rosy hue when he's had a few drinks, making him even more adorable. You can't resist pinching his cheeks and teasing him about how cute he looks.

▷ When Ted gets a bit tipsy, he becomes even more affectionate than usual. He constantly pulls you into warm, tight hugs throughout the night whenever his arm isn’t already wrapped around your waist. He showers you with kisses, giggling all the while.

▷ Ted gets a little clumsy when he's drunk, which leads to adorable mishaps like spilling drinks or tripping over his own feet. You find his clumsiness rather endearing, always ready to help him.

“Watch out for that last step.” You advise, pointing out the hidden decline to your drunken boyfriend.

“Thank you babe but I got it.” He grins. As if on cue his foot met the corner of the step, causing him to fall the small distance to the ground.

“Shit.” He mutters.

“Ted! Are you ok?” You exclaim, rushing to his side in order to help him up.

“Yeah I’m ok. Just a bit dizzy. Hold on to me?” He softly asks, slinging his arm around your waist.

“Of course.”

(Another little after party scenario I thought of for this HC just bear with me plz I know someone out there will like it 😩)

“Ok, arms up.” You kindly command, looking down at where Ted sat on your shared bed. He gazed lovingly back at you, making your heart face.

“Yes ma’am/sir.” He agrees, standing up from the bed with his arms held above his head.

“No, Teddy, I can’t reach you up there.” You giggle, holding his pj shirt in your hands.

“Oh yeah, duh.” He grumbles, sitting back down with his arms up. Gently you pulled his shirt over his head before replacing it with a new one.

“Ok, now let’s get you into some pants.” You say, holding out his pj pants ready for him to step inside.

Smiling he rested his hands on your wrists, lifting his leg up into the pants. To your dismay he lost his balance falling flat onto his butt, pulling you down onto him. You both erupted in laughter, tears forming in your eyes.

▷ He's adamant about snapping spontaneous, candid photos together to seize the moment, resulting in a delightful collection of comical snapshots.

▷ He's always just a few drinks away from treating the entire party to a show of his karaoke skills. To the amusement of everyone in attendance, they loudly cheer him on.

“Guys look, a karaoke machine!” Ted exclaims to your group of friends.

“You should totally go up there!” One of your friends encouraged. Their response was followed up by agreement from the rest of the group, including yourself.

Happily he made his way up to the machine, Cueing up a familiar song. It was your favorite song.

“This song goes out to my beautiful partner, y/n.” He smirks, raising the microphone in your direction.

Your friends basically began screaming as he started his song, starting to gather an audience. By the end of the song the entire bar was watching, everyone cheering as he made his way back to the table where everyone praised him.

“That was amazing! I think you’re the new singer of my favorite song.” You smirk.

▷ He becomes a big softy, to you at least. Rather than his usual goofy antics, he's more focused on making sure you feel loved and safe. He'll often whisper sweet nothings into your ear, or making sure you’re feeling comfortable with the party around you.

▷ He becomes the ultimate dance partner, pulling his significant other onto the dance floor (or living room) for impromptu, goofy dance sessions. You share fits of laughter as you dance the night away.

“Ted, No! I cant dance!” You exclaim, dragging your feet as he pulled you onto the half filled dance floor.

“Cmon y/n, it’ll be fun. Here, I’ll help you.” He grins, holding out both his hands for you to grab.

Together you both began to dance and let loose, letting the music take control of your bodies. You and Ted’s enthusiastic dancing seemed to wear off as the once half filled dance floor was now packed with party goers.

▷ Ted becomes a chatterbox when he's tipsy, his words flowing freely as he becomes the life of the conversation. His enthusiasm is infectious, and he effortlessly keeps everyone engaged with his animated storytelling, quick wit, and a touch of humor. His tipsy chatter adds an undeniable liveliness to the gathering.

▷ He's a firm believer in late-night adventures, so he takes this opportunity to suggest going for a moonlit walk, stargazing, or even a spontaneous road trip (he’s not driving of course), wanting to create even more cherished memories together.

▷ He's also the type to surprise you with late-night snacks or their favorite comfort food, ensuring they're well taken care of and comfortable.

▷ Despite the alcohol, Ted remains incredibly considerate and respectful of your boundaries, always checking in to make sure you’re comfortable with everything that's happening.

▷ After the party/gathering he becomes the ultimate cuddle bug. Ted insists on cuddling up with you on the couch or in bed. He becomes the designated "pillow talk" expert, sharing his deepest thoughts and feelings with you, having heart-to-heart conversations that strengthen your emotional connection. He absolutely refuses to fall asleep unless you’re in his arms or at the very least beside him.

Opening the door of your apartment you let out a sigh of relief as you finally took of your cute but uncomfortable shoes. As you did this you felt arms sneak around your torso, making you smile.

“Y/n can we go cuddle and watch a movie?” He asks, placing a kiss on the back of your neck.

“Of course we can.”

Suddenly you were lifted off the ground, making you squeal. “Hey! Be careful please.”

“I’ll be careful, I’d never drop you.” He assures, holding you close until he collapsed onto the couch.

The next morning, he'll wake up with a hangover but a heart full of love and gratitude for you, thanking you for putting up with his drunken sweetness.

The sound of Ted groaning caught your attention from where you stood in the kitchen. Looking up you saw him standing in the doorway of your room, his large stature filling up most of the door frame.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," you greet with a grin, carefully placing the fresh breakfast you've prepared on the table. You eagerly open your arms as you spot him making his way toward you.

“Morning.” His voice was muffled as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, his arms slung over you.

“How’re you feeling?”

“Hungover. I don’t even remember changing into my pjs.” He admits, letting out a small laugh.

“I helped you get into them last night, I hope that’s ok.”

“Of course. It’s not something you haven’t seen already.” He smirked, placing a kiss on your cheek.

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toki-hotel · 11 months

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you need to do more Gustav<3 I LOVE IT

Gustav Schafer Relationship Headcannons

SFW

• He loves taking care of you. He will make you food and do little tasks to make your life easier. Making your life easier means a lot for him, and the same goes if you make sure to do the same for him. Gifts and acts of service are definitely his love language.

• An amazing cook. He loves trying new recipes and will randomly bring you a plate to taste test stuff. You're his little guinea pig 😋 Tell him you're craving something or miss your grandmas cooking. He will go to the end of the Earth to make it for you.

• Don't ever say anything bad about his cooking though! Even if he acts like it's fine, it will float around in his head all day. You guys will be laying in bed at night almost having fallen asleep and he will turn over to you to ask, "Was it too much Garlic?" or "You really didn't like it?" You better fucking pretend to enjoy it because he will take it personally 😭

• He falls for you HARD. If he loves you, than you aren't his number one, you're his ONLY one. He imagines a future with you and expects to grow old together.

• He loves goofing off. Will get into silly moods, and the best thing to do is let it run its course. If you hype him up, then it will get crazy and he will end up hurting himself or crashing. By then, he is too tired to do anything, and you will be left to take care of him.

• He will do anything to make you laugh. This means putting on the silliest outfit or making a fool of himself. He doesn't care as long as you're smiling.

•He gives the best bear hugs and snuggles. Pulls you on top of him constantly.

NSFW

• Loves smacking your ass. I don't know why but I just see it. Wants to see it jiggle, and if you have a lighter skin tone than he wants to leave marks.

• Have y'all seen his hands?? He has thick fingers and I can only imagine how they feel.

• I see him as more of a soft dom, but he loves having you on top of him. He loves the view.

• Gustav definitely loves nipple play. He will twist, pull, bite and smack them RAW. He loses himself in it.

• His face gets so red omg he blushes hard. He's not even embarrassed or anything, it just happens when he is turned on.

AN: Hey guys sorry I've been gone for a while, I was finishing up my schooling and I just started working full time. I love Gustav he is so cute and such husband material. Anyways plz let me know what you guys think <3

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel smut #tokio hotel x reader #gustav schafer x reader #gustav schafer smut #gustav schäfer #headcannons #gustav schafer headcannons

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tonberry-yoda · 2 years

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Can i have a romantic matchup plz (if they’re still open im kinda confused whether matchups count as a request since they’re closed if so then u can just ignore me)

Fandom: surprise me just whoever fits me best

Gender: cis female

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: heterosexual ally

Personality: kind smart funny motherly responsible empathetic anxious emotional moody perfectionist helpful people pleaser caring compassionate nerdy curious protective polite respectful indecisive fearful nervous introvert shy awkward clumsy low self esteem low confidence soft spoken sarcastic sassy (sometimes)

Likes: animals books reading writing fantasy magic sci fi anime cartoons music video games friends alone time learning personality quizzes sweets and bread helping

Dislikes: spiders loud sounds people who harm people i care about not caring for themselves people who dont take others into consideration not being listened to math and tests weird holes and patterns

How i present myself: that’s a hard question i feel like i act differently for different people but they’re all still me if that makes sense like i may be more hyper and silly and sassy with friends but more quiet and sarcastic with my family but still try to be polite and considerate with both parties

Music taste: pop musicals and anime music

My type/what i want out of a relationship: just someone to love me and take care of me and vice versa

Extra: i pace a lot i sing when alone i talk to myself and im a picky eater

Thank you :)

first, thank you for adding the whole bit about whether or not matchups mean requests, i did change that in my pinned post! they were closed, but i liked yours so much that i didnt mind! now to it!

okay this did take me a second because you said any fandom. i had to dig in the DEPTHS of my brain, but I found the PERFECT man for you. I hope lol. I think it's pretty good though, so I hope you agree because

the character I chose for you is...

NORIAKI KAKYOIN!!!

you and him would be a little awkward at first, but in the cute way if that makes sense lol

i just thought the whole motherly thing fit for him, not because he is into MILFs, ladies, gentlemen, and everything upside down and in between, but because he himself, is a mother

y'all would become parents so fast but only to your figurative children ofc

he would take spiders out of the house for you because let's be real, he would let those suckers all over his hand

he is such a weirdo, but i love him so much

he would constantly be hugging you and telling you how much you mean to him

i mean, you're probably the first person to be this close to him

he loves you more than anything

he's a picky eater to, so mostly, y'all just get little snacks and if it's a dinner date, you usually stay in and make something you like

y'all would play videogames for HOURS dude

he loves your personality and just overall everything about you

he's a kind man, so I think he's the one for you!

"Should we play another round?" You turned around to Kakyoin, who was once wide awake playing a game with you, but was now fast asleep.

You smiled softly and turned off the console, placing both of your controllers in a safe space.

You walked over to Kakyoin and lightly cuddled in his lap, playing with his hair. "I love you, Noriaki."

He smiled in his sleep, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer. "I love you too."

You giggled and kissed his jaw. "Are you really asleep, Kakyoin?"

He just chuckled softly and curled up with you in his lap, a small smile not leaving his face for the remainder of the night.

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coral-melon · 6 months

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Ohh could i get an obey me matchup if u have time? :D

Appearance: i’m afab, tall but skinny like a noodle, still have curves tho. i have light brown hair and dull blue eyes i’m pale af and have a slightly larger than average number of moles. i have had purple under-eyes since i was 12 they are never going away

Personality: professionally i’m doing well but every other area of my life is in shambles lmfao. still live with my parents can’t drive depressed as hell and barely any relationship experience💀i hate responsibility but i’m still responsible because i hate letting people down. i make a conscious effort to always meet deadlines and show up to meetings on time and it bothers me when other people don’t. but still i’m pretty lenient with others and give them the benefit of the doubt. i am fairly whimsical and quite unbothered by everything. not afraid to push boundaries and attempt things no one has done before, when ppl tell me my goals sound unrealistic it just motivates me more

Strengths/weaknesses: good at drawing and school, graduated college with a 4.0 gpa and a bunch of honors and stuff, and i am the creator of several viral posts and quizzes. good at taking advantage of opportunities that come my way. and i can see humor in everything i love to laugh. i’m kinda irony poisoned and struggle with sincerity, but i’m also an open book i don’t rly have anything to hide. i always talk pretty casually with people no matter who they are but i get away with it cuz i’m smart and good at my job or something. i may come across as impulsive but i do think through everything i do and say, i’m just a fast thinker. i’ve been told i’m too trusting but i haven’t been hurt yet sooo idc ^_^

Likes/dislikes: i am fan of any kind of creative hobby. i like being in nature and interacting with animals but i’m also a pwetty pwincess who hates getting dirty. i hate doing chores and paying for stuff too 💅🏻 i avoid drama and conflict like the plague, though i enjoy it as a spectator. and i hate office jobs, specifically because i work very efficiently then have to pretend to be productive for my dumbass boss when i finish everything early. i love to hang out with people even if it’s something boring like running errands. for some reason people think i don’t like hugs or texting but i do :( i constantly crave novelty i love new experiences

Other: when i really like someone i’ll take an interest in their interests and memorize every little thing i learn about them to the point where i gotta play dumb sometimes so i don’t sound overly invested. we would probably have to have a strong friendship as a foundation cuz u gotta be patient with my repressed ass. i don’t have a lot of preferences for dates so i’d be happy doing whatever they want, i’m v indecisive so it would be good for both of us if they like taking the lead

- 🦝

Hello -🦝! Thank you for taking the time to introduce yourself, it a pleasure to meet you! ^^

This felt really fun for me bc I already had a few silly hc in mind for you, so I hope you enjoy!

I match you with…~

꩜ Never a dull moment when your around him.

꩜ The two of you are a funny duo, to say the least. If it were possible, it would be like you taking care of a leash kid.

꩜ Not to worry, with this jackass over by your side, he will make you forget about your depression with his bullshit and shenanigans! That’s right, The Great Mammon himself! >;D👍✨ ((plz don’t take this too seriously..))

꩜ When it comes to you, he might as well not have any experience either. When others look at you, sometimes they think you’re the one who knows the ropes even if that’s not the case at all.

꩜ He’s supposed to keep an eye on you, but the fact of the matter is that it got twisted real quick and you ended up responsible for him instead. You keep him in check when it comes to his studies and duties he must finish. Oh what’s that? Sike! Even if you didn’t want to, he’ll beg you to help him out before Lucifer catches a whiff that he failed a test for the 1738929th time.

꩜ You’re motivated to want to improve yourself, so why would t you want the same for those you care about? No matter how hopeless someone is, surely there’s always a way!

꩜ Doesn’t matter how much he tries to hide something he did wrong though, Lucifer knows way before he himself does. So you’ll often see him upside down hanging from a ceiling. He temps you first before resorting to begging you to help him out again.

“Are ya takin’ me seriously, human?!”

— “Pfft- Yea yea of course!👌” nah, not really

꩜ As time passes by though, he starts catching your drift slowly without being told what to do. Simply wanting to get your attention and praise is enough to have him determined to want to do better. So in a way, both of you help each other out to get yourselves organized; May it be your actions or mental state. Thriving forward because of it.

꩜ He appreciates you never me giving up on him, thinking about it makes him soft and weak.. He’ll never admit it though! Not the Great Mammon himself! Not in a million years! Pretty obvious tho..

꩜ He, too, is an open book; not on purpose though. He tries to hide it but ultimately just reveals even more.

꩜ But It’s funny watching you two play dumb with each other when it comes to the other’s interests. He is just as invested in what you like — or perhaps even more — like you are with his.

“Oh, you like -insert hobby-? Ha, lame!” *Proceeds to look up everything there is to know about it*

꩜ Lovely to know you like to hang out, cuz best believe this guy is stuck to you like glue. He might try to come up with an excuse as to why he just barged into your room or sent you some random message, but it’s all bs. He just wants to be with you even if there’s no reason. He just really enjoys your company.

꩜ On days he gets paid, He’ll say he’s feeling generous and willing to spoil indulge you a bit. You better be grateful to the Great Mammon! Whenever you go shopping, he’ll keep an eye out for anything you might glance at, even if it was just for a brief moment.

꩜ And even if it’s rare coming from you, he’ll immediately sense if there’s greed coming from you. So he’ll buy you whatever it is that you want so badly! *cough* you just glanced at it.. *cough*

End

I hope I was able to make you smile

Take care -🦝!✨

#obey me #obey me requests #obey me matchups #obey me headcanons #-🦝

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bucketinyourwalls · 1 year

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plz plz plz rant abt rat King zack ward he looks so silly /pos

Yippie!! :D

I'll just go ahead and list some headcanons I made for him and probably bits of info, so hope ya like it <3. Most of the things I've come up for him has just been a result of talks with @/olliegoespostal so I definitely don't remember all of them </3

Rat King Zack Headcanons :D

Smells like hell. The guy lives in the sewers to that's definitely not a surprise but holy fuck he smells like sewage water the entire time. And also tastes like sewage if you ever give him a kiss.

Wears socks with sandless. More of a joke my brain thought of, but he does wear socks with sandless just to be a dick. Or silly idk yet.

Guy refuses to shower. Ever. He'll swim around in sewage all day long but the moment Mike J tried to force him into taking a bath so he wouldn't get constantly rejected when trying to get signatures the guy turns into a hissing cat that refuses to take a bath. He's a biter so be careful btw.

Whenever he doesn't have his own rats with him, he'll just carry around a rat plushie. Pretty rare since he takes his rats everywhere, but he loves cuddling with the rat plushies when he's sleeping on his mattress.

Didn't include it in my initial design, but the guy does have a pride pin. Just a random thought but I think it's pretty cute based on episode 61 of the I Regret Nothing Podcast where he's talking about his role as Dave and it's just super fucking wholesome. Highly recommend listening if you haven't already. And for a bit of an example, he's got a pin like Camilla's (TOH) <3

Found his crown while digging through the trash. It's just a BK paper crown but he loves it so much and it makes him so happy please just let him vibe with it :(

Still has the lil Scut Farkus hat and wears it quite often, with the hat serving as a nest for his rats. They'll hide under it and occasionally peak out from underneath.

As long as you're nice to Zack, the rats will be nice to you. They're decently nice and friendly, but they will not hesitate to bite you if you piss off Zack enough so be careful.

For someone who lives in the sewers, the guys quite warm. Ik you guys are simps so I'm adding it here for you and also me, but the mans body is basically a heater. Great for hugs in the cold winter, and of course great for cuddles in the sewers. Especially when the blanket is either lost or torn beyond belief.

Likely an obvious one, but the guys diet is not the best. None of the Dude's really have a good diet since why the hell would they, except for maybe Movie Dude, but he really has a shit diet. Probably since he just eats out of the trash a lot of the time or steals his food. Guy would appreciate it if you cooked for him tho ^^

#postal #postal 4 #zack ward #probably not all the headcanons i have but this is rlly all my brain can muster for now #maybe one day i'll actually think stuff out with his headcanons #but hope ya liked these stupid lil thoughts so far <3

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kim-seung-mo · 2 years

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Ooh! Could I request a reaction to their s/o liking to baby them? As in, a motherly s/o.

𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞 ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔸 𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕪 𝕊/𝕆

or...their s/o liking to baby them

♩ gn!reader, pure fluff, no warnings other than hyunjin cries? why am i not surprised, other than that it's just pure happiness, all of them being babies

♩♩ word count: 1.8k

♩♩♩ A/N: i basically have a mommy kink so this was...interesting to write aaksjfkfggdfsg ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ ANYWAYS wip list here

go show the reason i stay some love plz i'm very proud of it

Chan

Chan is also a person who likes to take care of others, so you two are always acting like a couple of parents together.

The "today you take care of me, tomorrow I take care of you" kind.

The other seven members have already unironically started calling you "mom".

It may sound weird to outsiders, but you actually enjoy it.

When you bring lunch for Chan, you always make sure to also bring food for the other members.

The maknae line is especially fond of you and will jump up and down every time they see you.

Chan is often so tired that he doesn't have the energy to do anything by the time he gets home.

Even when he can barely keep his eyelids open, he'll still want to take care of you.

At such times you'd just let him lie in bed and tell him not to worry.

"What do you want to eat for breakfast tomorrow? How about lunch? Dinner? I'll make you whatever you want to eat."

"Y/N...you don't have to......"

You lean down and leave a kiss on his forehead.

"Don't worry, I like doing this, especially if it's for my baby Channie."

Chan laughs and takes your wrist to kiss your knuckles.

"Did I tell you how much I love you today?"

"You don't have to, I already know."

Minho

You are more like Minho's owner than his lover.

Minho is not your boyfriend, but in fact, your cat.

He always randomly sits on you, whether you are at home or outside.

This dude has no shame at all.

But luckily, you enjoy the way he's always depended on you like this.

You love stroking his hair, massaging his head or shoulders.

His face is always pressed against your chest as he makes purring sounds when he gets comfortable.

His members were startled at first when they saw him with you like this.

Minho hyung, who is always mean and constantly says scary things? That Minho hyung? Acting like a little kitten in Y/N's arms? Unbelievable.

You showed the same surprised look when you heard that he is not a cute kitten in front of others.

In your eyes, Lee Minho has always been a cute little kitten you had to protect from all the evil in the world.

His vulnerable side is reserved only for you, and he will definitely blow up if anyone else tries to touch his hair.

Just like a real kitten.

"I don't like people touching me..."

He says while sitting in your arms playing with a string on your chest, enjoying the head massage you're giving him.

Changbin

He really refused it at first.

The little voice inside him kept reminding him, "Changbin, you're a man and an adult, how can you be treated like a child like this?"

But he has to say, being babied by you is probably the best thing ever.

He wakes up in the morning and immediately smells food.

In the evening, he comes home to a hot bath and warm blankets.

He wants to share happy things with you, because you will always cheer for him and tell him he did a good job.

He will also want to share the unhappy things with you, because you are the most comforting person in the world.

You can always make him think about something from a new perspective.

Although it is a little annoying when you are always chasing his ass to get him to put on an extra jacket.

But deep down he knows that you are doing it for his own good.

He will always be the first one to find you when he feels tired, whether you are with him or not.

If he's with you, he will need your hug.

If he's not around, he needs to hear your voice.

Somehow, you just make everything better.

Hyunjin

He used to be not especially fond of you always acting like his mother.

He felt that since you were his lover, you should treat him like an equal.

So he always tries to act tough in front of you, and since you always worry too much about him, he won't talk to you about any problems.

Until one day his back hurt so bad he couldn't even get out of bed.

You were so anxious and worried that you cried for hours, using the gentlest of movements to gather him into your arms so that he could be a little more comfortable.

You applied the medicine on him and gave him a back massage.

He didn't even know you knew how to do a back massage.

You kissed his temple and told him that you earned it since you knew he was a dancer and often had to deal with back pain.

He suddenly felt like a jerk.

You were only worried about him because you love him.

And his response was to resents you and hide everything from you?

He started crying, regretting his decisions.

You thought you had accidentally hurt him and were just about to apologize.

You were surprised when he leaned in, holding his pain, to kiss you.

Jisung

You're like his mother? That's great.

Wouldn't he then be able to lie in your arms as much as he wants?

Wouldn't he be able to ask you to give him ten kisses every morning?

Wouldn't that mean with just a few more begs, you were willing to stay with him at practice?

He needs someone to compliment him constantly, so it really couldn't be better to have you as his lover.

"Our Sungie is the cutest baby in the world!"

"Sungie! Your high notes in this song are just perfect! Our Sungie is a born singer!"

"Is Sungie tired? Do you want me to rub your tummy?"

There are always pink bubbles floating around him when he's with you.

If he could, he would like to live in your arms for the rest of his life.

If you call him "good boy" he might just explode.

He would get criticized by others, saying that he's a person who is not self-reliant.

But for him, it's better to have you around so he doesn't have to stand up for himself.

This proves that he can rely on you as much as he wants, so he doesn't have to be so tired all the time.

Again, it really couldn't be better to have you as his lover.

Felix

He is probably more like your daughter than your son.

Your favorite thing to do is to dress him up and compliment him on being the most beautiful boy in the world.

He also enjoys this feeling, and always smiles like a child when you compliment him on his beauty.

His hands are tiny, even tinier than yours.

So you always like to wrap his little hands inside yours to make him feel protected.

He likes to make brownies for you to eat and you must praise him as the best pastry chef in the world when you eat them.

If you praise him, he will be vibrating around with joy all day.

You like to let him sit in your arms while you braid his hair into various hairstyles.

When you sleep you always like to hold him and tuck his head under your chin.

The first thing you do when you wake up in the morning is of course lean down and kiss the top of his hair.

If he is accidentally woken up by you, he will ask you for a good morning kiss.

He'd purse his lips out, looking like a little cherry.

He will whine in his extra-low morning voice if you don't respond and kiss him right away.

Although the sense of contrast is very strong, with his voice and all, looking at him like this, you can't help but feel like you want to protect him for life.

Seungmin

He'll probably never admit that he's actually very fond of your babying.

"Why do you always treat me like a puppy... I'm your boyfriend, not your pet dog."

After being told that by him, you held back quite a bit.

No more petting him on the head and no more calling him puppy.

But then, it didn't take long for him to be the first to break.

"Y/N...your puppy needs head rubs......"

Without questioning or teasing, you immediately rushed over and pressed him into your arms.

If he had a tail, it would be wagging wildly right now.

Luckily he didn't, otherwise you would have found out that he actually enjoys your babying.

He is always practicing his vocals at home, even in the early hours of the morning.

In order not to disturb the neighbors, you bought sound-deadening wallpaper and arranged it in every room of the house.

You loved it when he sang, especially at home, it felt like he was giving you a private concert.

You would hold a Nachimbong and wave it around, cheering him on after each song.

"My Seungmo is the best singer in the world!"

Huh? You think you saw a tail wagging behind him? Maybe it's just your imagination.

Jeongin

He at first disliked that you did this to him.

It's not that he doesn't like being babied, he just thinks the reason you babied him is because of his age.

He would try to act like an adult in front of you and ask you if he could call you by your first name instead of "Noona/Hyung".

But then he realized that you are not only like this with him, you seem to be babying everyone around, even Chan.

And so he started calling you "Noona/Hyung" again.

Not only that, he will also "unintentionally" stop you from babying others.

But when you ask, he will shyly shake his head to say that he is not jealous.

(He is jealous, he may not even notice it himself)

After knowing that this was all just one misunderstanding, he relaxed a lot and stopped pretending in front of you.

He will ask you to be his pillow, especially in the practice room.

He will always complain to you about how this new dance is sooo hard, or that the high notes in the song are difficult, or anything really.

You would listen to him complain while agreeing and soothing his hair.

You have counted and reached the conclusion that he can't stay awake in your arms for more than fifteen minutes.

If you're not only holding him, but rocking him back and forth, the "awake time" drops to only about five minutes.

He sleeps like an angel, so you don't complain.

#stray kids #skz #skz imagines #stray kids imagines #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #skz reactions #stray kids reactions #skz headcanons #stray kids headcanons #skz scenarios #stray kids scenarios #skz fluff #stray kids fluff

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glassartpeasants · 3 years

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Couldn’t Care Less

Shigaraki x GN! Reader

Warnings: Angst, slight abuse? Shigaraki being a dick

A/n: My MHA followers plz don’t beat me with a stick for not feeding y’all in awhile the masked british man lives in my head

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“Do you know how annoying you are?” His words surprised you as they were laced in a slight venom. he had never said something so monotone and yet hurtful at once. He hadn’t even looked away from his game to talk to you.

“Excuse me?”

“Can’t you leave me alone for once? I don’t need your constant nagging at me.” Shocked at his sudden outburst your mouth opened to say something but you couldn’t come up with the words to describe what you felt.

“Your gonna catch flies with your mouth open like that.” Pulled out of your shock, your brows furrow as you cross your arms.

“May I please ask what I’ve done for you to speak to me like this?” He finally turns his head away from his game that you had politely asked him to get off 3 hours ago so that he could eat.

“Oh please, all you ever do is act like my fucking parent, I eat when I wanna eat, I do what i want, I don’t need someone constantly nagging at me.” You stand up from his bed that you sat on and walk over to him and turned off his game in order for him to explain and not have him not pay attention to a word you say.

“Oi! What the hell is wrong with you?” He jumps from out of his chair before looking you in the eyes. You couldn’t help but feel a little intimidated.

“I’m sorry but you need to eat and i worry about you because i care about you Tomu. Look at you, your deathly pale and look so malnourished. I just want you to be healthy and I hope you understand.” You reach your hand for his face before a shooting pain hit your wrist. Looking at it you see a deadly 4 finger grip around it.

“Tomu...please let go it that really hurts...” You try to tug your hand away only for the grip to get tighter.

“Don’t ever touch my shit again, and I don’t need some nagging bitch in my life, so you either shut the fuck up or leave.” He brutally throws your wrist back at you before turning on his game again and going right back to playing. Completely ignoring you.

You stood still for a moment. He’s never put his hands on you before, especially with a four finger grip. You could feel your heart pumping at what felt like a jackhammer pace. You couldn’t help but be a little afraid of him after that.

You rub your probably bruised wrist before a mixture of anger and hurt bubbled inside you. Angry tears pour down your face before walking out of his room and into the bar. thankfully it was empty, well except Mr. Compress.

“Oh dear, what happened (y/n)?” He stand up before walking towards you. he let out a grunt when you unexpectedly hugged him as you began to cry. He hugged you back and asked if you wanted to talk about it which you agreed and before you knew it, you were struggling to catch your breath.

“Im very sorry he acted so childish for no reason. Even though you wanted to help.” He had noticed you rubbing your wrist and wincing realizing it hurt more than it did before.

“Here, let’s get you a ice pack.” You smile before getting up and following Compress into the kitchen.

“Thank you Compress.”

~~~

you continued to talk to compress through out the rest of the night. It was so nice to finally have someone to listen to your concerns. It felt like you had tons of weight lifted off your shoulders.

“Well, what should i do? I don’t want him to talk to me like that again and i especially don’t want him thinking it’s okay to put his hands on me when he gets aggressive. Only because i care about him.” Compress seemed to think to himself before he came up with a solution.

“What is you were to stop showing it? I understand you care about him and want to be okay and well but maybe if he notices that you don’t care and or stopped paying him attention and ignore him like he ignores you, he might regret it? But if he’s still an ass, don’t bother. Risking your safety for someone who treats your like shit isn’t the way to live life.”

“Im glad I came to you Compress.”

~~~

You had started taking Compress’s advice after your guys talk. You began to make loosen up on your ‘worrying’ ways. Instead of continuing to bother him to eat dinner you only told him once and if he didn’t answer than it was his fault he missed it. You would leave leftovers for him but inthe hideout it was first come first serve. So you had to get in the fridge before anyone an Twice was notorious for having eaten leftovers before anyone could look in the fridge for some.

First is started with dinner than it turned into not asking how he was or how did the mission go. You asked everyone else but completely ignored him.

“Hey toga! How was the mission?”

“Great! You should go ask Shiggy since he was on the offensive and i was defensive.”

“Oh I don’t care about him, I want to know what you have to say!” you smile at her which made her smile even bigger. She seemed excited that you wanted to talk to her instead of Shigaraki. And before you knew it you were talking like you’ve known one another since you were kids. And after awhile, shiggy left your mind completely.

~~~

It had been two weeks and you think you only talked to Shigaraki 3 times in that two weeks span. You soon realized that you were teh one carrying this relationship and even bothering to put effort into it. He hasn’t even tried to talk to you. And during that time, you had noticed that your feelings for him were slowly leaving. It was barely hanging on to a thread before you decided to go out to a party at a local pub.

You grab an outfit you were confident in before going to talk out the hideout door. A big smile on you face.

“Where are you going dressed like that?” A gravelly voice spoke to you. You turn around to see Shigaraki sitting on a chair looking at you through father.

“To a party.”

“How come i didn’t know about the party?” He sounded a little annoyed but you realized that you needed to remain cool and collected.

“You didn’t ask. Im surprised, it’s been the talk of the villains recently. Apparently its a big party.” Your hand was on the door knob but for some reason you couldn’t bring yourself to open it. Not when he was staring at your soul with those ruby eyes.

“Why are you going? Do you have someone you want to see?” You felt like he was trying to accuse you of cheating. But surely he couldn’t be serious.

“Well Mr.Compress and Dabi were going and Toga too so we were all gonna hang out. I thought maybe one of them would invite you but apparently not.” his grip on his drink that he held tightened and you couldn’t help but feel a lump get caught in your throat.

“Well don’t get STD’s tonight.” Now that caused an reaction.

“Excuse me, what the hell did you say and what is that suppose to mean Tomura.” Now he got under your skin.

“Im just saying be careful when you fuck Dabi, heard he’s been sleeping with many people recently.”

“Are you accusing me of cheating?”

“If the boot fits.”

“Say that again Shigaraki, I dare you.”

“If.The.Boot.Fits.” That was the last straw for you finally before you started to spill what you’ve felt for so long.

“I can’t believe you would accuse me of cheating on you! I’ve been nothing but faithful to you every single day! What makes you fucking think that i would cheat on you?! Your absolutely fucking stupid if you think that!” You didn’t mean to call names but it felt like another side of you was taking over.

“Oh please! I know you fucked Compress that night we had a fight!” Shigaraki walked towards you as you hold the knob tighter.

“I went to him for help! I needed someone to talk to cause my fucking boyfriend isn’t nothing but a selfish prick! Have you even noticed me not talking to you?! Or are you too self absorbed?!”

“How fucking dare you speak to me like that I’m your superior!”

“Oh so no boyfriend?! should have fucking known that after you almost crushed my wrist! You don’t even know your own strength! If you weren’t careful enough you could have decayed me!”

“I wasn’t gonna decay you and you know that!”

“Do I?! I have never been afraid of you before that day but after that little outburst i don’t even know if i can trust you! You having little outburst because people care about you!”

“I DON’T NEED ANYONE OR ANYTHING AND i DON’T NEED YOU. NEVER HAVE NEVER WILL.” A silence fell over both of you. You could feel bittersweet tears falling down your face. You got closer on him telling how he actually felt, but it wasn’t the hope you had wanted. You look Shigaraki in the face before making your decision.

“Fuck you Shigaraki Tomura. Im breaking up with you and i want nothing to do with you. Are you happy? Are you happy you drove the last person to care about you away?” You two just stared at each other. No words were spoken between the two of you before you turned around and walked to your apartment that you never went to.

You never did end up going to that party and you never did end up going back to the hideout

#tomura shigaraki #shigaraki tomura #mha #bnha #leage of villians #tomura shigaraki x reader #tomura shiragaki #mha shigaraki #mha angst #bnha angst #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki angst #sorry that this kinda sucks ass?#the ending kinda suck mostly but eh cause i've gotten another thing im working on so im excited #also cause im eating

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riri-postz · 2 years

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Disturbing Media List

hii! i have been gathering a list on analog horror, args and just disturbing pieces of media in general for a while now and since i noe have a place to share it, i will be putting every single one on the list on here!! the only exceptions is if i haven't watched them!

if you are interested in any of these plz research triggers if neccessary this isn't a disturbing media list for no reason!

Analogue Horror

Analogue horror is a specific type of horror in an analogue setting, so tapes, found footage, radios, tv shows, etc.

Monument Mythos - Extremely good with a lot of hidden lore, but a very long series, Wendigoon made a good video on it here.

The Walten Files - Very good lore, based on the FNAF series, very high quality but some of the videos are quite long, also kind of an ARG if you like investigating things

Local 58 - One of the classic series that made analogue horror known 10/10 please watch this if you want to get into the genre

The Blue Channel - One of my favourites, probably the shortest series in the analogue horror part, not much lore (yet) but still an extremely good and original series

Mandela Catalog - I couldn't do this list and not put this series, its so well made and is extremely good at building tension and world building in general!

Andy Livengood - Not really a series, but still very good, also extremely short so if that sort of thing interests you, this is one of your best choices

ARG's

ARG, meaning alternate reality game, is a type of disturbing media that takes place through multiple places, so it could start on youtube, but then give a clue for a website, and then and Instagram, and it all slowly leads to the end! Very good for people that like investigating lore! This is probably the shortest catagory because I don't know that many ARGs

Poochee and Pansy - I'm including this in here just because it is the start of an ARG known as the Hunt for the Gangadiddle. The series on it's own is also very good, though it hasn't got much lore to it

The Hynagogic Archive - Personally one of my favourite disturbing pieces of media, constantly being updated, at least have a look at the website if you aren't interested in the lore

Weird Youtube Things

I didn't know how to explain this other than weird things on youtube, take that as you will, also I will only be adding my opinions on the ones I am really interested in/fixated on because there are SO MANY of these

Daisy Brown

hiimmarymary

Hi Walter, I got a new girlfriend!

Lasagna Cat

Too Many Cooks

Dining Room Or There Is Nothing

nana835763 - I love this person they have made SO MANY GOOD STAND ALONE VIDEOS I really recommend PokopokoShopping and PokopokoPikotan from them

Llamas with Hats

Possibly in Michigan

Smile Guide

alantutorials

Agamemnon Counterpart

Henry Eats

Shed 17

112Dirtbag

Don't Hug Me I'm Scared - Oh. My. God. PLEASE WATCH THIS SERIES IT'S SO GOOD I'VE BEEN FIXATED ON IT FOR 4 YEARS NOW I LOVE IT SO MUCH

Unedited Footage Of A Bear + This House Has People In It - These are grouped together because they are really similar and I really didn't want to talk about each of them but OH MY GOD these series are so good they would technically both count as ARG's but I put them in this section because they fit better

Thank you for reading all of this! I may update it if I find any more! If anyone wants a detailed summary and review of any of these please let me know and I will!

#tw unreality #unreality #unsettling #disturbing media #dhmis #analog horror #the mandela catalogue #poochee and pansy

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rebeccccccaaa · 3 years

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ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ _____________________

ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ’s!ʙᴇsᴛ!ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ʙᴀʀɴᴇs ᴀᴜ

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: You and Buck have always been close growing up but you two soon learn that the line that separates friendly and flirting is a lot thinner than you think.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: fluff, slight angst bc u got a shit bf, big bro vibes from bucky, smut duh [18+ minors dni (slight praise but also slight degradation, marking, belly bulge, squirting, fem!rec oral, unprotected sex, plz be safe irl, slight choking, pet names: darling&princess, i think that’s it lmk plz)]

ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ’s ɴᴏᴛᴇs: hey assholes i'm back for the time being lol. I have a few ideas and fics I'm currently writing right now so do not fret.

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You knew this was a horrible idea.

It’s Saturday night and you and your boyfriend were back in another night club after being kicked out from one just hours before. Daniel had gotten too drunk, as he always does, causing you to kindly ask the bartender to cut him off. Daniel didn’t take that too lightly resulting in a gnarly swing at the poor guy just doing his job.

Security threw you out and Daniel called an Uber to go where you thought was going to be your apartment but twenty minutes later you pulled up to another club practically on the other side of town. You yelled at Daniel but he pushed aside stumbling inside for yet even more drinks and mistakes waiting for him inside.

You sat at the bar simply drinking some water and snacking on some peanuts keeping your eye on your garbage boyfriend. You're constantly checking the time on your phone, annoyed with every passing minute. It was 2 am and you just wanted to go home and sleep. You were even debating texting your brother Steve hoping you could just crash at his place not too far from where you were but it would be incredibly irresponsible to just leave Daniel in the state he’s in.

So you waited and waited and waited. Your eyelids felt heavy and your energy was just completely drained. You were basically a zombie. It wasn’t until a guy approached your half asleep body that you felt a sense of alert. Daniel was shit-faced so you were practically defenseless.

“Hey,” the guy shouted over the music.

“Sorry, I’m not interested. My boyfriend’s-” you quickly said, only to be cut off.

“Don’t worry. I’m not gonna hit on you. I’ve got a boyfriend of my own,” he chuckled, making you breathe out in relief.

“Sorry,” you cringed at yourself.

“It’s alright; but uh, I hate to be the one to tell you this. You might want to check with your boyfriend,” he said sympathetically.

You pushed your way through the crowd scanning every face in search of Daniel. What did he do? Is he hurt? Did he get in trouble again? Is he getting arrested? Where is he-

“Daniel?” you said eyes tearing up a bit.

His arms were wrapped around another girl’s waist as he kissed her the way he kissed you. She practically moaned as their tongues slobbered disgustingly with each other. Their hips grinding against each other proactively as if you weren’t even there. Sadness turned to anger, and anger turned to rage, gripping Daniel’s short hairs and pulling his head away from whoever this girl was.

“What the fuck?” the girl complained, her eyes completely bloodshot.

“Did he tell you that he was here with his girlfriend tonight?” you're sad with gritted teeth. Daniel stumbled around still unable to register what the hell was happening.

“Oh my god, you forreal?” she said.

“Who fucking cares? She’s a prude anyway. I got more action with you than I did her in the past, what, six months?” Daniel slurred.

“You know what, you’re a fucking prick, dude. She deserves so much better than you; I bet your dick is small anyway,” the girl said.

“Fuck you too bitch,” Daniel spit.

“I can’t believe you,” you said.

“Oh, whoop-dee-doo, big fucking surprise. Babe, you’re a prude. Can’t you see it? I don’t know why I’m wasting my time with you anymore,” he practically puked out the words without any second thought.

“Fine, then I hope you enjoy the rest of your night, you fucking asshole,” you stormed away holding in the tears; he wasn’t worth it.

Almost three am and you just dumped your cheating lowlife boyfriend on the other side of town. Steve wasn’t answering his phone and you even wanna be near the club anymore. Walking speedily staring at your screen desperate to call an Uber home, you bumped harshly into a hard chest falling to the ground on your bum.

“Fucking hell, I’m so sorry, darling,” the man said helping you up by your elbows.

“It’s ok. I wasn’t looking- Bucky?”

“Oh, hey kid. What are you doing? It’s like three in the morning and you don’t live anywhere near here,” Bucky said, crossing his arms.

“Daniel got himself kicked from the one by our apartment and Ubered here instead.”

“So where’s Daniel?” Bucky scowled; he’s always hated that guy, so did Steve.

“Probably fucking some other chick in the bathroom,” your voice cracked.

“What?”

“It’s nothing; I just want to go home,” you cried.

“Hey, it’s ok; it’s ok. Do you wanna crash at me and Steve’s? He’s gone for the weekend with Peggy; you can stay in his room at least for the night,” Bucky offered; so that’s why Steve’s not answering his phone.

“I don’t wanna intrude on your night. I can just call an Uber, it’s fine.”

“No, it’s not. Steve’ll kill me if he found out I left his baby sis alone in the streets of New York at three in the morning. It’s not a problem, we were just bar hopping and I stopped drinking ages ago.”

“Are you sure, Buck?”

“Of course,” he smiled warmly at you.

“Hey, Nat!”

“What’s up?” a beautiful redhead approached you both.

“Gonna head home ; don’t do anything stupid,” he chuckled.

“You too,” she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, “Catch you Monday?”

“You’re stupid. I’ll see ya,” Bucky laughed before grabbing your hand and headed towards his apartment.

“Thanks again, Buck. For letting me stay here tonight,” you said once you entered his apartment.

It had been a while since you hung out at your brother’s apartment but nothing’s changed. Typical men and their inability to change even a throw pillow. You set your small bag on the couch before Bucky led you to Steve’s room. There were pictures of you and him posing at Steve’s graduation; and later your own. Pictures of Steve and Bucky at a theme park, during a bar-be-que for Steve’s birthday. So many memories that Steve held onto in his room.

“Time really flies doesn’t it?” Bucky said, slightly startling you.

“Sorry,” he chuckled.

“No, you’re fine. But you’re right. Feels all these pictures were taken yesterday,” you reminisced.

“I got you some clothes if you need to change; I’ll give you privacy,” Bucky said, slipping from the room briskly.

You sat on the bed frustrated with everything. Your body was so drained from being up so early in the night, to the fight with Daniel. The past couple months with him were so awful. He was just so mean to you all the time and you didn’t know what you did wrong. Where did it go wrong? When did things shift?

"Is everything ok, darling?" Bucky asked quietly, knocking on the door when you hadn't come out after a while.

"What did I do wrong? I thought he loved me," you choked out.

Bucky sighed as he walked over to the bed sitting beside you before engulfing you in a warm hug. You cried into his shoulder and Bucky couldn't help the anger that bubbled inside him for your excuse of a boyfriend Daniel. He never got along with the guy and now he finally has a reason to knock his teeth in.

"You didn't do anything, I know it. That prick wouldn't know love if it hit him in the face. It's his loss. You deserve so much better than that asshole. Look at me, you're so beautiful and funny and fucking adorable; any guy who can't see how perfect you are, is a dense piece of shit."

"James," you whispered.

His words made your heart skip and your stomach flutter. But Bucky’s always had that effect on you. Even growing up. You weren’t going to sit there and pretend that hearing his words hadn't had a deeper effect than they would’ve coming from Daniel. Sometimes you wondered what being with Bucky would be like. You’re not the first to admit how handsome Bucky was and growing up you did have quite the crush on your brother’s best friend.

You don't know what it was, whether it was the alcohol still swimming through your veins, or just feeling so vulnerable being in Bucky's arms but you wanted him badly. You needed him, needed to feel something again. And you knew he could give it to you. You pressed your lips to his and in an instant his hands dropped to your hips pulling you impossibly close against his body. Your hands went to the back of his head as you kissed him messily. Your noses bumped and teeth clashed but it was the best kiss you’ve ever had.

“Fuck, your brother’s gonna kill me,” Bucky mumbled, almost to himself, as he slowly laid you down on your back.

Bucky’s hands trailed up your thighs, squeezing the soft flesh every now and then as he continued kissing you passionately. Your own hands couldn’t help but tug at his shirt desperately. When he did so, your breath was completely taken away. It had been years since you’d seen Bucky without a shirt.

Not only had he been quite skinny just like your brother back then, but not long after leaving for college with Steve he was in a bike accident that left him with ghastly scars and burns along his left arm and shoulder. Since then, it’s fair to say Bucky never really ever took his shirt off. It had taken years just for him to remove the glove he’d always wear to cover the scars on his hand.

“You’ve gotten so strong, James,” you grinned, reaching out to brush the flexed muscles running down his front.

He simply stared at you with an anticipating and anxious expression on his face, waiting for you to state the obvious. When you didn’t, when you pulled his head down to kiss him once again, he almost cried. Bucky hadn’t been with a woman in so long, afraid of this very moment. He knew at that moment, there was no one quite like you.

Bucky fell in love.

“Let me take care of you, darling. You’ve been so good to me,” Bucky whispered huskily in your ear as he trailed his hand under your own shirt brushing his fingertips along the underside of your breast.

His lips pressed softly against your hot skin along your neck before standing up between your legs at the end of the bed. He pulled your shirt off then played cheekily with the straps of your bra that you still had on. You smiled back at him with the same playful stare, reaching behind you to unclasp the material.

You could see the way Bucky’s eyes darken and his pupils widened as he stared in awe at your naked chest. Your skin bursted into chills under his hungry gaze even though you felt like you were burning up. Bucky leaned forward kissing down the valley of your breasts, nipping once in a while playfully before laying you back down. He shimmied you out of your bottoms easily, kneeling on the ground leaving you completely bare before him.

“You are absolutely stunning, princess,” Bucky whispered, running his hands up your thighs slowly.

“Bucky, please. I need you,” you whimpered.

“Don’t worry, darling. I promise I’m gonna take good care of you,” he smirked devilishly.

He pushed your knees open, eyeing the arousal that glistened between your thighs. He brought his fingers up to you slowly rubbing your slick around before finally pushing a thick and long finger past your folds. Your body shuddered solely at the foreign but pleasurable feeling, already moaning softly.

Bucky’s cock strained through pants upon hearing your beautiful moans; they were like music to his ears. He couldn’t help the way his hips would buck into the mattress in a desperate attempt to relieve some pain from his erection. Soon after he pulled his fingers from you slowly only to thrust them further in you, curling his fingers just right.

He brought his mouth down to you, wrapping his lips around your clit sucking harshly. You gasped and your back arched, overwhelmed with pleasure Bucky was giving you with just his mouth and fingers. All the times that you’d given yourself to your ex, he had never made you feel this good before, feel this full; let alone with his fingers. Bucky was taking his time with you solely for your own pleasure and it made your heart swoon.

Your legs trapped Bucky’s head between your thighs, squeezing as he continued to eat you out like a starved man. Your hands went to his hair pulling on his dark locks causing Bucky to moan deeply against you. You were so close to a release; your legs shaking violently and your stomach tightening.

“Come on, princess. Want you to come all over my face. Can you do that for me, darling?”

“Fuck!”

“Be a good girl and make a mess,” Bucky teased.

His fingers moved faster as he swirled his tongue around and over your clit just as quickly. You were becoming overwhelmed and that coil bursted in the pit of your stomach. You pushed Bucky’s face from you, shrieking with pure pleasure; Bucky’s kept the rapid pace with fingers as you fell over the edge.

“Fucking hell, that was so hot, princess,” Bucky said standing up; his fingers, arm, his chest was covered in your arousal.

“Did I do that?” your voice trembled.

“Because of me,” Bucky winked playfully.

“I didn’t know I could do that,” you let your head fall back on the bed as you briefly caught your breath.

Bucky grabbed his shirt that he discarded not long ago and quickly wiped his chest and arm before discarding his pants and boxers. He nearly moaned at the feeling when he finally freed his dick from the restraining garments. His hand instantly wrapped around the base before pumping himself a few times.

You brought yourself onto your elbows momentarily ogling at the sight of Bucky completely bare before you. Your mouth practically watered at the sight. Bucky crawled over you kissing you deeply and messily; but perfectly. He pulled away and you both had goofy smiles on your faces before bursting into a fit of giggles, Bucky’s head burying into the crook of your neck.

“You’re so goddamn adorable, princess,” Bucky’s voice was muffled.

“Bucky,” you whined.

You couldn’t resist squirming underneath the burly man. Although, you’ve just had what was probably the best orgasm you’ve ever had, you wanted more. You needed more; you needed Bucky.

“I got you, darling. I got you.”

Bucky wanted to tease you more, make you beg, but he was just as desperate to feel you as you were. He propped himself up on his elbows kissing you one last time before reaching between your bodies and lining his dick with your entrance. Both you and Bucky moaned simultaneously as he stretched you out; curses spilling from his lips as incoherent moans fell from yours.

“So fucking tight, princess. Squeezing my cock just right, aren’t ya?” he whispered.

“Fuck, I feel so full,” you whimpered.

Bucky began to slowly move his hips in and out of you deliciously. He quickly picked up the pace, jetting his hips rapidly making your moans louder. Bucky sat up on his knees and gripped your waist surely to leave bruises in your wake. This new angle surprised you and you couldn’t help the squeals and moans that left your mouth. You chanted Bucky's name like a prayer; as if it was the only word you knew.

Bucky watched you carefully, your face contorting with pure euphoric pleasure. He couldn’t help notice the small bump in your lower belly and without a second thought, he grabbed your hands pressing them firmly over your tummy.

“You feel how deep I am, darling? Fucking poking through,” Bucky grunted.

“Shit! Oh, it feels so good,” you moaned.

“That’s right, no one’s ever gonna fuck you this good again. This pussy’s mine now,” Bucky growled.

He took one of his hands and wrapped it around your throat squeezing the sides gently but firm at the same time. Your eyes rolled back and you moaned even louder, confident that the neighbors were sure to complain in the morning. Feeling Bucky’s hand around your neck was so exhilarating; you and Daniel had never ever experimented with anything beyond a pair of handcuffs, and that particular night went horribly.

You like being choked by Bucky.

“Fucking slut; you like this, don’t ya?” he came down to whisper huskily against your lips.

“Mh-hm,” you moaned with a devilish grin, your bottom lip resting between your teeth before your eyes rolled back again.

“Such a fucking beauty you are.”

Bucky hips snapped in and out and he knew it wouldn’t be long until he needed to release.

“God, I’m close, princess,” he growled.

His hand moved to rest on the back of your neck to pull you up so you straddled his thighs and your chest was flushed against his. Your sensitive and hardened nipples brushed against his slightly sweaty skin causing you to shudder in pleasure. Bucky’s lips attached themselves to your skin along your collar bones sucking harshly leaving purple marks all along.

Your legs shook once again as they did before and soon enough with an arched back and shout of Bucky’s name you came all over his cock. Overwhelmed with your sex, Bucky bit harshly on your shoulder in a poor attempt to muffled the loud groans and moans he elicited. Feeling your velvety walls squeeze tightly around him pushed him over the edge, coating your walls with hot ribbons on cum.

He fell forward almost crushing you but you were too tired to complain. Bucky continued to pepper soft kisses all over your skin whispering how good you were to him, how beautiful you looked. Just absolutely showering with compliments. You felt him slowly getting off you, probably afraid he was crushing you, but you didn’t want him to leave just yet.

“Don’t,” you whispered, wrapping your arms tightly around his body.

“I don’t want to crush you, darling.”

“You’re not.”

Bucky chuckled before settling completely above you, careful not to make you uncomfortable. Hardly any time went by when he felt the even and soft puffs of air hitting his skin, sure that you had fallen asleep. He picked himself up and with major guilt for his best friend, picked you up from the bed and walked you to his own room.

After he was sure you stayed sound asleep, Bucky grabbed a clean pair of boxers and hurried himself to Steve’s room again. He collected all the discarded clothes and the dirty sheets and tossed them in the washing machine to clean right away.

He hadn’t meant to fuck his best friend’s little sister, let alone in his own room, on his own bed, but it all happened so fast.

He went back to his room letting the clothes do it’s thing, and quickly grabbed his phone. He messaged Steve, telling him that when he got back for his weekend with Peggy, he really needed to talk to him.

Tonight made Bucky realize how much he loved you. Growing up, you two had always been close. But he doesn’t know when he stopped being friendly and instead began flirting. Bucky wanted to be with you; he knew it now more than ever.

Bucky watched your gorgeous sleeping form on his bed. He smiled to himself before opening the window; the sun already rising and those beautiful golden rays seeped through the glass window, making you look angelic. He crawled into bed cuddling flushed against your naked body. He chuckled softly when you realized he’d returned, wiggling even further into his arms.

“I love you, Bucky,” you mumbled.

“I love you, too, darling.”

And he really, and truly did love you. As did you love him.

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