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romanarose · 1 month

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Such a Needy Little Thing

Javier Peña x Fem!Reader

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Summary: Javier and his boots. That's the fic.

Warnings: Rough, but lots of communication and consideration for reader. use of daddy and kitten that made me cringe a bit XD (i kept thinking of NOT NOW KITTEN, DADDYS BUSY!), mildest of petplay but like not really? Insinuated PIV and smut latter. ending can infer use of belt or not . Boot riding, humping, licking, boot on coochie.

Immersivity: Reader is fem, dresses very feminine. Mentions of hair but I think it's inclusive of all hair types, if not just lmk.

700 words.

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Javier threw you by your hair onto the floor and slammed the door behind you. You tumble onto the rug, one he picked out especially for you. He spent hours finding something plush and soft for your knees but wouldn’t give you rug burn. He was thoughtful like that.

“Dirty little thing, teasing me at work in the little dress.” Javi chastises, but when you kneel in front of him, sat back on your legs and look up, he can’t help but smile at how cute you are. He caresses your head, and you hum and nuzzle against him. “Such a naughty kitty… pretty little girl wanna get fucked?”

You nod eagerly. “Yes sir.”

He likes the honorifics.

“Gonna have to earn it.” Javi bends over, gripping your face until your lips made a little ‘O’. “I want you to grind your wet little cunt on my boot and beg me to fuck you.”

This, you could work with. You were in a dress so that was easy to work with. Javier liked how cute and innocent you looked in dresses, even when doing dirty things. “Underwear on or off?”

“On. Can’t be letting you get too dirty, can I?”

You loved how he always cared for your comfort and safety. Just as you’re told, you straddle hs black boot, lowering your pussy until the tip slid against your clit, making you shutter. Javier chuckles.

“Cheating little minx, I didn’t say you could get off.”

You obey, getting on his boot and humping away, mewling and whimpering like the needy little thing you were.

“Such a good kitten.” Javi praises you, patting your hair softly to not mess anything up. Javier appreciated how much care you put into your appearance, and had respect for that. “Dirty girl just needs her daddy doesn't she?”

“Yes” You whine, grinding on him, feeling your underwear soaking and you were sure it was getting on his shiny, polished boots. “Please fuck me, Javier, pleasepleasepleaseplease.” You wrap your arms around his leg, clinging to him for security and stability as you debase yourself for him. “I’m so wet, I need you, only you…”

“Kitten needs her daddy to fuck her silly?”

You nod against his thigh, edging yourself slowly closer to that high, but you dare not tip over. Your dress flutters around your legs with each movement.

Tears prickle at your eyes, heat flushing over your whole body and even sweat at your hairline, evidence of your desire for him. “Daddy, please.” You choke a sob, still refusing to cry but needing him so badly.

“Oooooh, poor little thing… don’t worry, I’ll take care of you, always will. Get off.”

Excited, you pry yourself off him and make a move towards the bed, but Javier stops you. “Now, now, kitten, you have to clean up your mess first.”

For a moment you’re confused, desire and need clouding you, but when he points to his boot, you see wetness. Ah.

You get on your hands and knees, swaying your butt as your crawl towards him and keep eye contact. Little kitten licks on his boot, tasting the leather and your own juices on him, a tangy and stark combination. Sure to keep you back arches for him, you wiggle your booty as you give a final, long lick to the shiney black boot.

“All clean, daddy.”

Javier towers above, tall and handsome. His nose is beautifully arched and you admire the way his hair lays. It was getting a little long, slight hints of curls breaking out at the ends. His mustache was your favorite, even better when it was soaking wet.

“Such a good girl…” Javier hums above you, motioning you to lay on the floor, which you obey immediately. “But such a needy girl… what am I going to do with you?”

“Fuck me?” You say hopefully with a broad smile.

Javier’s chuckle is fond and genuine. “Maybe…” Then, he takes his boot covered foot and places it between your legs, pressing down on your still-clothes cunt. From your back, you look up at him and christ he’s tall like this. Broad as all hell, it’s like the whole room is just Javi. He undoes his belt. “Or maybe I need to teach a naughty kitty how to behave.”

You can’t help but buck your hips, grinding against the ridged soles.

Javier takes the belt off in one swift pull, making it snap.

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Thank you so much for reading!!! This was just a quick thing that came to me this morning as I was still half alseep lol. YES I LIKE FEET OKAY. Kinda want a part 2 with steve LOL

New chapter of If You Wanna be Wild out to day too, which is my bi!Javier Pena x latina reader/oc x bi!younger!Santiago Garcia series with my dearest, most beloved cowriter Fen!

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ponderingmoonlight · 9 months

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Can you write 68. “Don’t be shy.” with Nanami, pretty please

Okay, I said what I said with writing no real smut atm, but this one got a little spicy ;) Reader also reminds me a little bit of Kasumi when Gojo is around xD Hope you like it ♥

"Don't be shy."

Pairing: Nanami x fem!reader

Word Count: 1,8k

Synopsis: You are an outspoken, confident and skilled member of Jujutsu High. But when it comes to Nanami Kento, you suddendly become all flustered and shy. When you are set on a mission together he finally confronts you.

Warnings: a little bit of spice, language

You are nervous. Not because of the danger that laughs into your face at this very moment, but because of the piercing fact that no other than Kento Nanami is standing next to you, casually taking off his tie in the most delicious way. His sight alone makes your ears turn bright pink and cheeks heat up so bad that you look like you’re sunburned. God, how is it even possible for a men to be this attractive? The way his broad shoulders press through his tight suit, his skillful fingers that untie him so effortlessly. Oh, you love it and hate it at the same time to work with him.

“What’s on your mind, (y/n)? You always seem out of focus when I’m with you even though Satoru speaks really highly of your abilities and concentration”, Nanami comments dryly without even gifting you with a single look.

You jump up under his sudden words, glossy eyes wide open. Well, you definitely can’t tell him what’s on your mind right now or you’ll get banned from Jujutsu High for highly inappropriate behavior towards superiors.

What the hell is going on with you? Nanami can’t help but let his gaze wander at you as unnoticed as possible. After all, you are very easy for the eyes. An absolutely striking woman with the most delicate curves he has ever seen and abilities that soon will outshine those of many other jujutsu sorcerers. You are shy but at the same time confident, outspoken but silent when he’s around, revealing but mysterious as soon as he enters the room. Nanami just can’t figure you and your strange behavior out. What is it that makes you go this quiet as soon as you detect him near you?

And why the hell does it turn him on to see you like that, all flustered next to him? He is technically your superior, a grade 1 sorcerer while you are grade 3 and quite a few years younger than him. Feelings like those are forbidden, he is here to help you improve your abilities and to make sure that you won’t die on the way. But still, that blush creeping up your face makes him question if it’s him that irritates you this much.

“Is there a reason behind your lack of concentration?”

Fuck, he doesn’t give in. You fumble on your uniform nervously in a desperate attempt to escape his piercing questions and your open nerves.

“N-no Sir”, you stutter while almost tripping over your own feet.

God, you need to get yourself together and stop acting like a horny teenager. You’re still in your early twenties, far too old to act like a scared deer whenever he’s around. Get yourself together, look him in the eyes and tell him that you find him attractive, but you don’t want to explore the matter any further. Tell him that both of you need to focus on the mission and your surroundings instead of stupid feelings.

“Nanami-sensei, I-I…It’s…”

Fuck, fuck fuck. You stumble over your words like a little child unable to speak. Can the ground please swallow you up immediately so that you can escape this scorching hell of embarrassment?

“Forget it”, you mumble, eyes strictly glued to the ground.

“Hey.”

Before you can react any further, Nanami pins you to the wall with his massive body, your chin gently pulled up by his fingers. With his free hand he slowly takes off his glasses and puts them in his jacket without losing sight of you.

“Don’t be shy.”

It’s like you’ve forgotten how to breathe, air simply refuses to fill your lungs after all you can do is stare at him with your wide glossy eyes. You can feel the muscles of his arm twitch next to your very own body. Is this really happening? Nanami’s face is only inches away from yours, just one little move towards him and your demanding lips are able to brush against his. Oh, how often you woke up from sleep with this imagine still flickering through your mind, body dripping in sweat and face lit up with excitement.

“I’d die to know what you’re thinking about when your eyes get wide like this. I’m wondering if it has something to do with me.”

Nanami needs to keep himself together. It is a very dangerous act to get this close to you, to allow him that once. But it doesn’t hurt to get to know why you are acting this strange towards him, right? After all, he’s only doing research for a better work environment.

“O-of course n-not!”

The control of your facial features completely slips away from you at this point. There is no way out of this consultation, you are the worst liar around, especially when it comes to him. Your heart beats so urgently against your chest that you’re almost certain that he can feel it.

“Nanami-sensei, I-“

“Stop calling me that”, he interrupts you in an instant.

“I told you a hundred times that you aren’t in your first year anymore and I’m not your superior but your colleague. I hate it when you call me that. Now, what’s on your mind? Bother to tell me why you’re acting this strange?”

“Because you are the most attractive man I’ve ever seen and I imagine you naked every time you enter the room! I can’t work with you because you’re distracting me and I’m getting all flustered! You are the epitome of the perfect man and it makes me nervous when you’re looking or talking to me! But after all you’re still some kind of superior to me and it is very inappropriate to have these such so I’m begging you to forget than I ever said that and just continue this mission and never speak again!”, you suddenly blurt out, eyes clenched shut to hide your disgrace.

God, it felt good to get that weight off your heart. But the second you realize what you just told him, your body falls into panic-mode all over again. Fuck, you just told your superior that you find him attractive, that you are imagining him naked! Did you really have to be that honest?

“You’re imagining me naked?”, he repeats, voice low and dry.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. This is the worst. You want to hide in a tiny hole, get out of his cage of arms, slip under the curtain and move away in a country he’ll never find you in. But at the same time, the urge to wrap your arms around his broad chest and pressing your face against the warmth of his body becomes unbearable with every second you spend in this position.

“(y/n), look at me.”

“I can’t”, you mumble through your hands, eyes still shut.

You can feel his gentle touch brush along your arm while his fingertips cup your chin. Your mind goes blank, eyes staring straight into his unimpressed brown orbs that seem to burn right through your soul without any mercy.

“You were so trapped in your own shyness that you never got the idea that I feel the same, huh? For a moment I thought you hate me or are scared.”

Are you dreaming? You would like to give yourself a slap in the face to make sure. He, feeling the same way – for you!?

“I was always wondering how your skin feels when touched gently.”

His hand ghosts along your arm, your skin burning up when meeting his soft fingertips.

“Or if your face is really as soft as it looks.”

The fingers tucked under your chin loosen and wander to your cheek, caressing it gently.

“I wanted to know how your body feels in my arms.”

He presses his body against yours, arms wrapped around your much smaller frame carefully.

“And what your lips taste like.”

You hold your breath, completely mesmerized by the things that happened within the last minutes. Nanami wants you too. The Nanami Kento that seems so emotional unavailable and tells everyone over and over how much he hates basically everything holds you in his arms while his warm breath traces along your cheek.

And then it happens. His lips meet yours, sparks fly around you while you can’t help but grip his biceps tightly in order to stay on your feet. You imagined this moment every free minute of your day, but the reality is so much better. His lips brush softy against yours, a warm and sweet flavour lingering on your tongue. The urge to feel him even better becomes unbearable. Without overthinking it twice, you pull him even closer and let your tongue explore his mouth. Chest pressed against your own, your frame pinned to the cold wall behind you while you are completely at his mercy.

His hands seem to be everywhere and nowhere at the same time, hungrily exploring your whole body. Fuck, he wanted to do this for a long time, you feel even better than he ever imagined. All this time he thought you were afraid of him or didn’t like him at all. But that he would trigger you picturing him naked…

Your fingers roam around his body, along his broad shoulders, over his six-pack, follow the flow of the projecting veins on his forearms. This feels so much better than you thought, than you could have ever imagined. You lift up his shirt, explore his bare skin. God, how much you want to feel him even closer, like a tattoo under your delicate skin. Just as you’re about to unbuckle his belt, a sharp noise behind Nanami’s large frame makes you stop in your tracks. Who the fuck is this?

“We’re still on a mission. It seems the curse found us before we could find it”, Nanami mumbles under his breath.

It feels like torture when he lets go of your body to straighten his clothes and knot his tie around his hand. You’re still a mess, painting and shivering uncontrollably. This should have never happened. But god, you never felt the urge to kiss a man again like that. Why did this stupid curse appear?

“You’re in?”, Nanami requests and tilts his head to the side a little.

“The faster we defeat him, the faster we can move on to the second round.”

You break away from the wall and step to his side, hair looking like a mess.

“Let’s get this over with.”

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #kento nanami #nanami kento #nanami x reader #jjk nanami #kento x you #kento x reader #kento x y/n #nanami x you #nanami fluff #nanami fanfic #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader

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paladin-of-nerd-fandom65 · 6 months

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Pretty good answers :) I got some more for you if that’s ok?

1: besides classic rock, what other genres does the boys listen to?

2: does the duo and/or mar’i have dance battles?

3: what’s the average day for fighting crime looks like? For example: Chris “webbing” up goons in darkness and Jake using typical Batman stuff and starbolts to stop the goons.

4: what’s their secret handshake?

5: since Jake likes Johnny cage from mortal kombat and most likely can do the spilts, does he ever do the spilt punch into a bad guys crotch or just knees and kicks?

6: not really a question but can I have some headcanons about team star knights and titans of tomorrow? Oh is there a rivalry between the two groups, like who can take down the most opponents, better dancers, etc…

Thanks my good sir @gothicghost2000 XD

1. It’s a large variety of music but two that can stick out are Alternative Rock and modern Pop. The latter is why they can sing along to ‘Thank U, Next’ without any issue at all.

2. Very much they all would. They have three Dance Dance Revolution games. Primarily the little rivalry is between Sister and Brother as Jake strives to try beating Mar’i on those contests, usually coming up short by the slimmest of margins.

3. About almost every other night, whether it’s Metropolis, Bludhaven or even Jump City, the local cops are expected to see either shadowly ‘webs’ or grappling wires entangle and suspend crooks on the nearest street light or telephone poles, almost every one of them with sticky notes that have the Duo’s logo and what type of crook(s) was tangled up for said cops to arrest.

Regarding direct contacts they have with local law enforcement for word on the street or any sort of recent tips and cases, Jake’s particular contact, the Gordon to his Batman if you may, would be BPD Officer Amy Rohrbach, herself an all too familiar ally of the Grayson family as whole. Both the Duo and her usually meet up at the helipad on top of the main precinct, somewhat similar to how Gordon and Batman meet, only instead of a spotlight with their logo for attention, Rohrbach was given a specialized phone with a single button…which just so happens having their logo on it.

And yes some very light ash marks around the brick walls and firearms that destroyed by both heat vision and starbolts are common sights during caper busts

4. Hi Five, Back Five, Hi Five, Down Low Fist Bump, Up Hi Fist Bump, and finally side bro hugs

5. He can do that technique usually it’d it’s a unique situation, mainly if it’s say two of his more rouges tag teaming against him in battle at the same time

6. By all means my friend, you may create as you please. I’m looking forward to it ;-) @gothicghost2000

#chris kent #jake grayson #starburst duo #mari grayson

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quinloki · 3 months

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Last one for now unless i get more inspiration......#25 with reader x wire. I couldnt leave him out since i did the other 3... So I love being in the ocean/ water in general, and every time the ship docks I know I'd be in the water/ on the beach as much as i could. However...im only 5'4" so realistically unless theres a sandbar I can't go into the water very far. But Wire absolutely could! Swimming with him would be great cause I bet he'd agree to hold me and wade out into the deeper water and let me swim around. Also I always see him as the one most likely to agree to do something that looks silly because he's intimidating enough that no one would say anything. So he'd be the one I could bounce in the breakers and have a splash war with.

25 - Write about your ship bathing or swimming together.

Awwww - and I can feel these feels, I'm 5'00", but I love to swim so much I wouldn't let it stop me.

I can see the inner tubes and floating noodles and such, just chilling out in the water. The only thing you really gotta worry about is Heat coming out into the depths with the two of you, upending the serenity or hauling off and splashing you both xD

Hmmm... Most of my blorbos have devil fruits, so I'll go with bathing for this.

Sir Crocodile Self-ship Style You want to talk about luxury, bathing with Suwani is an exercise in the very core ideal of the word. It takes hours when done, as he would say, properly. With the rare amount of times that the two of you can indulge like this, he makes sure that the entire process is done correctly.

There's pre-cleaning skin care, though mostly that's him disrobing you and leaving trails of kisses everywhere he wants. Cleaning, which is letting him wash your hair, having you wash his, scrubbing clean, carefully and thoroughly.

Skin conditioners, lotions, and a soak in a bath that's probably filled with skin-healthy oils, or milk, or honey, or some mix of all three. Relaxing against one another, musing on the day, or week, or however much time has passed since the last time you were able to unwind thus.

Sometimes it shifts into... shenanigans >.> but usually it ends with an easy rinse to knock lose any excess of oil, ending with an application of lotion that's making me feral just thinking about it.

But yeah, luxury, but also very sensual.

ask game post

#Let's Give Them Something to Talk About #quin answers #ask game #oc x canon #self ship #x reader #anon asks

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theoncomingdoo-dah · 1 year

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Episode 1.5 World War 3

just suffered through Deadname of The Doctor with my partner so I'm treating myself with some GOOD nuwho

terrible effects? yes. terrible writing? absolutely fucking NOT

God the old intro is so good. I mean the series 7 one is alright but I miss the old one

I MISS NINE SO MUCH he's so sassy and goofy

"That's never gonna work, is it?" "No." *dashes off* Iconic.

Nine always looks so giddy when he's got guns pointed at him. Its too much.

"...don't stand them against the lift!" 😄

Sir if you don't stop smiling like that I'm kissing you on the mouth

oh god the elevator exchange is so awkward xD

Nine coming in clutch with a fucking fire extinguisher (not a gun!)

Also introductions between him and Harriet. Very polite!

And it just keeps getting better! They like each other. ^^

The banter between Harriet, Rose and Nine is amazing.

Nine going from cocky to "Ah." Will get me everytime. Kin.

The fart jokes. Who's idea was it. I need to know.

I really like the exchanges between Mickey and Jackie. It comes off very organic, and like they've known each other for awhile.

The thing that the Doctor sometimes does with names and the dead. Asking peoples names. Giving them honor in someway. I miss that.

IM NOT TALKING ABOUT THE DOCTORS NAME. FUCK THAT.

Rose joking about the compression field and Harriet calling her out on it is a small moment but an important one. Rose has become accustomed to death, enough that it doesn't bother her as much.

"You're a very violent young woman."

NINE GIVING ACTUAL COMPLIMENTS TO HARRIET. ITS SO GOOD

"Is she alright though? Don't put her on, just tell me." Oh god that is ME WITH MY MOM.

Rose's smile when Nine has to ask Mickey The Idiot for help. 🙂

"Mickey you were born in the dark." SIR CHILL

I noticed in the whole "is my daughter safe?" exchange, Rose isn't really given the ability to voice how she feels. Her mom talks over her, even when she says that she fine. Maybe it's because she's young, I don't know.

"ITS THE SLICKEEN" JACKIE I LOVE YOU

I love the "narrows it down" scene.

RAXACORICOFALLAPATORIUS!

"You kiss this man?" STOP IT

Nine gagging at the taste of the alcohol is such a small moment but I adore it

I find it interesting that the Slitheen actually care about each other. Maybe because they're mentally connected?

Nine is fucking pissed.

Nines face when Rose tells him "Do it." Before he's even explained the plan. Like 'you trust me that much?' Breaks my heart, honest.

"I could save the world but lose you." DONT TOUCH ME.

I love how it was Rose's idea to hide in the cupboard!

"I'm not infatuated!" Okay Rose. 😏

Jackie inviting the Doctor for dinner and him declining. Awe. Won't be that way for too long.

"My mother's cooking." "Good. Put her on a slow heat and let her simmer." PLEASE.

Oh he's trying so hard to be suave and cool. Like "pssh, you don't have to come if you don't want. I'll just have cool adventures without you." But it's more like "Please come. Please. 🥺"

I feel sorry for Jackie. She can't do anything to stop her daughter, her only daughter, from leaving. No matter how badly she wants her to stay.

"There's a scientific explanation for that. YOURE THICK."

NINE ACTUALLY OFFERING TO TAKE MICKEY WITH THEM BECAUSE HE CARES. 🥺🥺🥺

"You're stuck with me. Ahaa."

the fact that Jackie actually counts the 10 seconds...my heart...

Conclusion:

This two parter is still amazing. And the way it actually deals with the consequences of Rose leaving her old life behind is great.

#the fantastic dw rewatch and so on #dw #the doctor shitposts

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luimagines · 1 year

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*walks on in tiredly, waves, leaves this with no context, leaves to get coffee* Hello there, just an Anon on a stroll here aka OG Lustrous Anon, hope you're having a nice time or the day and thank you for all your work in the fandom, plus an early Merry Christmas/whichever holiday you celebrate idk.

So the drabble wrote this in insomniac flight of frenzy, so it's probably not the best but it's what I have xD, thank you for all of your works so far in the fandom, absolutely screeched at the Warriors fic because Dragons ™ and it's honestly very hard not to like them and I adore dragon Aus with the Chain plus it's nice to see him being appreciated, went Opera singer at the ending of Soulmate au because I am going to take a heated wok to Dink's head Twilight honey no- Look, Twi was my first Link ever, basically my introduction of the series and I adore the good sir alright? I'd give him the world if given the chance, and lastlywent full on Banshee mode during the fairy tale scenarios, because you know, FAIRY TALE SCENARIOS. I am an absolute sucker for fairy tales and mythology so needless to say I was thriving that day, although my screeching woke my poor dog who probably now thinks I'm insane and made me spill my coffee which is when you know I really liked something xD (Despereaux my underrated beloved- and with Four even? Perfection. We need more of him as a Minish, and I was cackling so hard during Wild's because my playlist was on shuffle and it seemed like the universe just KNEW I was getting to his because Tangled songs started playing, it was fantastic, now I'm tempted to write full on fics with this concept you absolute monarch but likely won't because I don't want it to be like accidental stealing or something), it was a very nice pick me up after some hard few weeks of life in general and college exams kicking my sanity down into the curb so once again, thank you for sharing all of your works and ideas with the fandom! I'm sure you brighten the day of a lot of people ^^

May you have a nice day!

(1/2 {Hopefully})

-Just an Anon on a Stroll.

Oh my goodness XD

Anon, I adore you. For everything I posted lately, you came through with your thoughts and opinions. I hope that the next few weeks give you serenity and peace and that every night is filled with a good night's sleep.

But by all means, if you want to write full on fics, who's going to stop you? I'd love to read them. XD

#pinky replies

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thatvixenchick · 1 year

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I made a whole-ass Tumblr account just to tell you that I adore your writing. I stumbled across Spidey-cat, couldn't stop reading (how is it hot and adorable and heartwarming and smexy all at once?!?), and then I binge-read your other Spideypool fics (SO GOOD). But speaking of Spidey-cat, just wanted to ask/pose the idea that Spidey has some side-effects from his transformation? Heat every month? He doesn't know wtf is going on, but Wade sure as hell does (and he's not complaining)? ^^; ~aaa-idk

Oh, 100%! lol When I wrote the Valentine's Day fic, the Spidey-cat section was about his lingering effects. XD I just love him being in denial of his new cat-like behaviors and Wade isn't about to tell him. No sir. He's just gonna enjoy the ride. hehe

I'm happy you liked my fics, including the cursed ones like Spidey-cat. lolol

#spideypool #ask #answer #spideycat

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unlikelywrestlingfan · 2 years

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So, I watched the second hour of Dynamite XD and since I didn't get to lb it:

Ricky's gear was fab.

Ricky jamming out to his theme is so valid, it is a bop.

HE LOOKED INTO THE CAMERA WHILE IT WAS ZOOMED IN ON HIS FACE AND SAID "WHY ME" 😂😂😂

Sad Jungle Boy makes me saaaaadd. Like I'm glad Ricky retained, but sad JB HURTS

"The Jericho Appreciation Society will give - for some reason - a victory speech!" Excalibur, you are a treasure XD

The podium 😅

Daniel Garcia saying "sports entertainer" will always draw heat from me the JAS works me so well 😂

YES MOX FINALLY OUT HERE FOR HIS EDDIE

Yuta. He came out and I'm just. Y'all I've got it so bad for him.

The moments of tense bated breath between the JAS in the ring and the men surrounding them. Eddie being the one to make the first move. STORYTELLING

Yuta my beloved I did not think we would see you before you go to Japan I'm so happy but also clutching at my metaphorical pearls because of your passion in this segment

WAIT IM LOSING MY MIND OVER THE RAMPAGE AND NEXT DYNAMITE CARD MAKE IT STOP I CAN ONLY HANDLE SO MUCH

REGAL'S INTENSE, HAUNTING STARE AT JERICHO AS THE JAS RETREATS

Dustin mentoring and training Thunder Rosa 💛💛💛

Toni and Jamie was fab!! Wish it wasn't picture in picture

YES HOOKHAUSEN MATCH

Rainbow Jeff!

Jeff’s little hands up “excuse me sir” type thing at Sting when he was moving the stairs XD XD XD

Matt lifting Jeff’s hand <3 I LOVE BROTEHR HOOD

JEFF KNEELING DOWN TO HELP DARBY UP I’M ABOUT TO CRY DON’T TOUCH ME

STING AND JEFF HUGGING NOW I CAN’T BREATHE DON’T TOUCH ME

JEFF PLEASE DESTROY COLE NEXT WEEK

#aew #aew dynamite #elle watches dynamite

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tc-mon-cheri · 2 months

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...so i'm back with an update <3

okay so uhhhh i'm back after like 2 flipping years of not updating my interactions with A (well i was active but it was just manifesting because the universe is on my side).

i graduated a little while back :D so that's pretty cool!! pretty emotional day because it meant A and i wouldn't be in the same school and that pretty much was the only reason i dragged myself to school D: it was still pretty cool tho and we shared a lot of sweet memories but i realised that i had to part away from him now that i moved into a new stage of my life (we still got a lot of photos and he met my parents which went well so yay). And i thought it was the end of that...

UNTIL NOW because of course I couldn't come back to this weird diary of mine without a great update.

I still kept in contact with my tc (biggest W of my life) met up with my friends and spent the summer just settling in to my new stage of life, and eventually got accepted into a university (how g r e a t).

tell me why my tc is my uni professor after i thought that my senior years of dreaming about him were over. I KID YOU NOT, i stood there a pointed like that one spiderman meme, like my dude wtf are you doing here. THIS MAN decided to message me being all like "surprise XD" like WDYM SURPRISE. But uni has been great because once again, my tc has consumed my life (thats a good thing btw if he somehow reads this) and now the only reason i even go is because of him.

So during my lecture, we were working on this assignment thing and my laptop was not helping me to save my life D:< and A is just walking around (i genuinely forgot how tall this dude was like sir ruin me-) and helping people out and THE AMOUNT OF TIMES HE SAT NEXT TO ME WAS WOAHHH

and it wouldn't stop there, he started to like circle my right thigh underneath the desk like super slowly and i nearly choked while trying to keep my composure. The way his hand was travelling like sir, those fingers can go somewhere else- and the ENTIRE TIME I SAT THERE JUST CRACKING MY FINGERS OR PLAYING WITH MY LAPTOP TO NOT JUST EVAPORATE like the chokehold this man has on me is unbelievable. HE TRIED TO MAKE ME ANSWER A QUESTION LIKE I CANT BECAUSE YOU ARE TEASING ME AHHH (ˢⁱʳ ʳᵃⁱˡ ᵐᵉ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ⁱᵐ ᵇᵉᵍᵍⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ʷʰʸ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵉᵃˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ)

Like his hands were so big compared to my whole existence, i could literally feel his body heat AND HIS COLOGNE ahhhh my new comfort scent.

and like the roach that he is, he lefttttt nooo :(( like please stay and continue omg-

anyway, that's pretty much my update <3 i'll probably be updating more and more because i do miss it so why not

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lifewiththelulus · 7 months

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This is how I imagine that conversation starts XD

Kindlin stopping by the flower shop to ask plume a bunch of questions randomly XD She gonna do her research "What do you like to eat? Do you need constant heat like fire? What can make you sick?" She hopes what she's doing isn't super obvious but she doesn't know who else to ask questions lol

He's more than happy to help if not slightly exasperated with her attempts to seem casual. He's more than aware of how unlikely it was he even exists so he wants the best for them too. He likes drawing with charcoal but it doubles as a snack. A new meaning to chewing on your pencil. There's some questions he has to brave hearing his parents embarrassing stories to answer. It's not that they weren't friends before but she knows significantly less about him than Hazel and Mimi so all of a sudden her trying to get his help is like "well if it isn't my favorite element who is always so helpful to his friends what's up bro"

Lmao yeah XD Shes like "heyyyyy what's up buddy, one of my favorite florists! How ya dooiiin?"

i can imagine how elated flint and misty are to see another pair like them flourishing

Lol I can only imagine her face when she realizes they know what she's up to

Misty gives kindlin a personal line on one of their business cards. "Please call us if you need anything" wink

She's just bows her head in embarrassment and nods, though she's happy to have someone with some sort of guidance in this area. How'd they meet tho Did plume tell them about the fire girl bothering him with weird questions? Lol

Well once plume started going to them about the questions he couldn't answer they were more than a little curious why

Cirrus would go to Flint to ask for advice on how to be ready once her wife is pregnant.

"heh there's never really a playbook for elements like us who are crazy enough to break the barrier. Much as we've tried. For us we'd ended up believing it would never happen so when it did I can tell you I nearly had a flare up. Feels like a rollercoaster but what I can tell you is to trust your instincts and never doubt each other. Oh and get plastic covers for literally everything you own you'll have soot everywhere in no time flat ha".

Cirrus: Oh… well thank you, sir, I'm happy that you could share that with me but when I said "If she does get pregnant what should I do." I meant more in the sense of how to make Kindlin comfortable, like should I expect cravings, will she need help getting up? ^^; She feels so bad for ruining that moment after he shared something so personal XD

He might put on a lot of bravado but he's very easy to fluster. " ah well you'll have to forgive this old man and his waxing poetic. I'm not quite sure how it'll translate after all I didn't actually have the baby thank the blue flame" practically slaps his knee at his own jokes. "But Misty I recall could hardly eat anything she used too. She started wanting the stuff I had imported from home. Maybe plume just wanted something more fire, who knows. She never felt cold enough nearly blew away one day when she put on a dozen fans in the office."

"my own mom used to tell me it was like have a lump of coal weighing you down all day so I'd imagine your wife will need some extra attention towards the end. And not to gross you out young lady but well, you must be sure you know exactly when the babies coming because a water break aint so bad but a lava one, now that could cost ya in repairs. "

Cirrus: That last one will definitely be a big help, I'm not sure what I'm going to do about the food situation though, Kindlin can't eat our food, It evaporates as soon as it gets close to her mouth.

"when you get to be as old as I am you realize you can eat just about anything if you throw it in a blender first hehe. Whenever A few times Misty wanted me to try something I tried mixing it with my lava java. Not perfect but hey"

Cirrus: Huh. Blending… I think that might just work. Um… I do have one more question though. It's silly to think about but I can't help but worry… what if they don't like me?

His face softens with the kind of knowing only a parent can have "you know with plume, I was sure I would end up like my parents, that Id push him away and he'd know it somehow even as a little puff of smoke. But I tell you once you actually lay eyes on em, it won't matter, even if they hated you you know youd do anything for em. But if it means anything to you the fact that you even worry about it tells me there's no way they won't love you. I think they have a way of knowing"

#the world is a stage! 🌟#falls on her face 🛹#short king 🖤#Air Head 🌫️#Boss man 💥

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deepperplexity · 2 years

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Prompt: 8. First Snow

Pairing: Sheriff of Nottingham x Lady Gwen Bennington (OC)

POV: OC, First

Setting: Nottingham Castle Grounds

A/N: This fic is just frikkin funny-mind-word-vomit really. Basically a crack-fic xD Take it with a grain of salt, a sprinkle of humour and a scoop of “tha' fu-k?” xD I just wanted to have fun really O.O

Tags/TW’s: Implied Sexual Actions, Banter/Teasing, Bratting, Playful Battle, Name Calling, MATURE

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Word Count: 2.5k

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I couldn’t escape, they were everywhere and the snowballs seemed to rain from the sky; pummelling me from all sides. “God! Stop! You are killing me!” I laughed out as I tried my best to make and throw as many snowballs in return as I could. I was severely outnumbered by the stable boys who were enjoying the first snow as much as myself. “GET HER!” little Tom shouted with glee and I ran for my life with a chest-achingly loud squeal.

“We have her on the run boys!” the oldest, Andrew, shouted as I dodged between the stable and one of the barns on the hunt for cover. “Lord have mercy!” I squealed as my heavy dress snagged around my feet and the thick cloak weighed me down while it spread out behind me, caught in the slight wind. “GO! GO! GO!” Andrew called out and I could hear the crunching of snow beneath too many feet as I fled from the snowballs with a wide grin.

They caught up and pelted more snowballs against me, some hitting my back, my bum and even my head. My hair turned into a small mess from the snow and the running but I didn’t care. I had fun for the first time in months. “Mercy! Mercy!” I called as I looked back only to get hit by a snowball right in my chilly but blushed face, “Offh!”

I stumbled backwards and fell right by the end of the stables with a thud. “We got her!” the stable boys cheered out as I raised myself on my elbows and looked towards them while I panted from the running. They were having as much fun as me, if not more. I blew a strand of hair away from my face and chuckled along with their laughter.

Then they suddenly turned deadly silent and stood stock-still with all of their previously happy eyes aimed with fear towards something behind me. I tilted my head back only to find a man with black hair and beard glaring down at me from above down the ridge of his hooked nose. I had never met him but I knew who he was.

“Quite the position you’re in, Lady Bennington,” he said with a wickedness to his voice. “I-, I-, Sheriff, sir,” I stammered out as I felt my whole face heat with indignation while I peered up at him. He was handsome, in a different and special way. A specific way I had never seen another hold. “I could teach you the joys of it, if you like, my Lady,” he said with a wicked smile as his eyes travelled down to my chest that was thankfully covered by both dress and cloak.

Oh, I am not about to go down on you, or be topped by you. My mind raced while I schooled my face into a more amused look than the embarrassed one. I had heard of the wicked Sheriff from the servants and people around the castle but he made quite the first impression.

“Quite vulgar of you to assume I would be below you, Sheriff,” I snickered out while I tried to calm the pounding of my heart. “Besides, now I have backup to claim the title of winner.” He raised a brow at that and I looked towards the stable boys. They far outnumbered us both and in a snowball fight numbers mattered but they looked terrified by the sheriff.

I leaned my head back and smiled as wickedly up at him as he had smiled down on me before. “Care to claim it with me, great Sheriff of Nottingham? Or are you afraid to get your locks wet?” I challenged and the way his eyes sparked to life in all their dark glory made my own ignite with mischief.

“Boys! We have a battle to win!” he called out while his eyes stayed locked with my own. “Boys?” I asked as he stepped around my soaked and slightly shivering form on the snow-covered ground. Right as I took his leather-glove clad hand and began to rise the thudding of feet and clink of armour rang out behind me.

“I just got back from burning some peasant’s house for taxes, I have backup of my own,” he sneered out with a triumph just as soldiers appeared from behind the stables and suddenly your side outnumbered the stable boys. Now, that won’t do.

“Now, when we claim the title of winner,” the sheriff said as he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me in against him in an improper way, to say the least, “I shall claim you as my prize.” “Ha! That’s not fair,” I laughed out as he leaned in closer while inspecting my face. “Fairness-squareness,” he said with a huff and I laughed at the odd expression.

“I’ll tell you what, I’ll be with my boys and you be with your boys. The one who wins gets to choose their prize,” I said with mischief in my eyes and a wicked smile of my own while my body was warmed by the wickedness that glimmered in his eyes.

“A wager of snowballs,” he said with a slightly gritted voice as he leaned in so close I could feel his breath over my face. “But know this, if I win, I shall claim all of you with my most adored body part.” “Your nose?” I chuckled out and kissed the tip of it before he had a chance to react, and then I stomped his foot so hard he yelped and released me.

While he jumped on one foot I ran, laughing, back to the stable boys. “I shall bury you in snow before I bury myself in you, mewling quim!” “Won’t be any mewling as I’ll win with my boys!” I called back on a laugh but secretly, the idea excited me.

The Sheriff of Nottingham excited me, really. He was wicked and fun and a loose canon no doubt. Nothing like the stuck up aristocrats I lived with, dined with and were surrounded by constantly back home. The tales of his madness to take the throne from King Richard and the battling with the infamous Robin Hood had reached me through the inevitable gossip in society but the face the man had was nothing like what I had imagined. Or perhaps my tastes were just that different from the ordinary Lady?

The stable boys nearly trembled when I joined them. “What?” I asked with a smile as I tried to catch my breath. “Lady Bennington, that’s- that’s the sheriff,” Andrew whispered and I shrugged. “So?” “He’s-, he’ll take our heads for this,” Tom whined and I blew raspberries at them. “Nonsense.” “He will,” Tom whined further. I gave him a reassuring smile and turned towards the man in question. Better make sure, he is wicked enough to actually do that.

“Oh Sheriff!” I called toward him in a singsong voice while his soldiers were lining up. “What?!” he shouted back while whipping his head around towards me so that the black curls of his glossy hair danced around in the wind. “Only snowballs allowed and consequences are only applicable to you and me!” I called to him, “Or we won’t play!” “Won’t play?!” he shouted and I could see him roll his eyes even from the distance of the entire long side of the stable.

It made me giggle, his exaggeration and the way he was as far from stuck up and tense as could be. He’s fun. “That’s right! We won’t play with you!” I teased with my hands on my hips while leaning slightly forward, as if we were bickering children. “Fine! Fine!” he shouted with a whiny noise to his voice. “Say it, you ninny!” I called out with a laugh buried in my voice as I did my best to be rude in just the right way to agitate him, goad him. “I and you are the only ones responsible!” he shouted. “Satisfied?!” “Very!”

“I don’t know if you are brave or stupid, my Lady” Andrew breathed out as I turned back to the stable boys with a wide grin. “Pish-posh, he just needs to be handled,” I said dismissively. “I vote stupid,” Gary said with agreeing nods from all the boys. “Really, that is no way to speak to a Lady,” I scolded teasingly. “That is no way to behave as a Lady,” Andrew retorted with a smug smile. “Fair point, well made my good sir.”

“Now, let’s get ready to-” A snowball slammed into the back of my head and I nearly stumbled forward. I turned with a deadly glare towards the sheriff who was tossing a snowball up and down while he whistled innocently. All his soldiers looked in every direction except mine. “Oh you are going down,” I gritted out, “Boys, we have to win this fight. I have plans for our dear Sheriff.”

A few moments later we had formed a plan to simply pummel the soldiers with as many snowballs as possible while three of the boys sneaked around the stable and attacked from the rear before they would bolt and hide until they could attack again. And a backup plan, of course, should things go south.

“Oh what is taking so long!” the sheriff shouted just as I turned towards him with a smug smile over my lips. “Planning the demise of a muttonhead sheriff takes a moment!” I goaded white a shrug. “I’m going to eat that tongue of yours for lunch, you wench!” “As if a cretin could possibly best a Lady like myself!” I mocked with bravado. “Oh you hussy! ATTACK!” the sheriff bellowed while he swung his arms around in the most annoyed way and so the fight began with a raging sheriff commanding soldiers against me with my brave little stable boys.

Snowballs flew in all directions, we were seriously outnumbered and had little protection, unlike the soldiers we were facing. But it was glorious, hilarious, wondrously joyous in all the panic and fighting. “Go around when we throw the next wave,” I whisper-hissed to the chosen boys and they nodded. “Go go go!” Andrew called out to draw attention and we all threw our snowballs so the soldiers were distracted while three of the boys sneaked off to attack from behind.

“Do you yield, Sheriff Nincompoop?!” I hollered to draw his attention as both sides were inching closer. He glared at me before he huffed. “I’ll have you begging for mercy beneath me before this day is out!” he called and it made my entire body tingle with the strangest of anticipations, do I want to lose this? No, absolutely not! I’m winning this! I thought just as the sheriff bent down in all his agitated fury to simply scoop up snow and throw it at me.

I laughed, “Those are the worst snowballs I’ve ever seen!” “I’ll give you balls!” he growled and I laughed so hard I couldn’t toss any snowballs for a moment. That’s when the soldiers screamed out ‘cross attack!’ and the sheriff turned just as a snowball from one of my boys hit him square in the face. “Haha! GOT YOU!” I exclaimed with joy and he seemed to bristle with anger as he turned towards me again.

His dark eyes were raging and I felt a compelling need to rile him up even further, to see how far I could take it before he would lose it and snap. Dangerous territory, but oh so fun! “FORWARD!” he bellowed and all of a sudden the soldiers stepped forward and the snowballs just kept on coming, wave after wave we were pummelled as they advance and the soldiers withheld smiles each time the sheriff took a snowball in any uncomfortable place did not go unnoticed by me.

My boys were being taken out one by one while we only managed to get a few of those on the opposite side. “Damn it, go go go!” I called out and the boys upped the speed even further; all of them were huffing and puffing while they wildly threw half-made snowballs. “Onwards men!” the sheriff bellowed and we had to abandon the idea of taking them head-on.

“Abandon your posts!” I hollered out and the boys instantly began to flee in all directions with garbled shouts of speed and hiding. But, it was all a ruse to lure the sheriff and his soldiers further. We will have the advantage from the top, I thought as I tried to hide my wicked smile while we sat our backup plan in motion.

“We have them on the run sheriff!” one of the soldiers called. “I can see that you moron! After them!” he replied with agitation and the sound of running soldiers crunching snow beneath their feet broke out along with the shouting of my boys who were doing exactly what they should; confusing the soldiers of what direction to take and by so doing splitting the admirable snowball fight force up.

“Tom! Go!” I shouted and that was the command for the boys to find a way to higher ground and they all did. The boys who had sneaked behind the soldiers earlier were already up on the roof of the barn and soon enough snowballs rained down on the soldiers, taking them down with harsh hits to their head and some other, less protected parts.

“Attack from above!” a soldier called out and I gave the sheriff a wicked smile filled with confidence as I bolted into the stables with him hot on my heels in all his wicked fury and thick black coat flaring all around. “Get back here!” he shouted and the way his voice was laced with wickedness made my insides happy. Oh this is so much fun! “Gotta catch me first, Sheriff Nincompoop!” “Oh I’ll catch you, I’ll catch you and strip you down to the very bones you hussy!” “Hussy this!” I shouted and did a 180 turn only to pummel his face with three snowballs I had hidden in my arms below the thick cloak.

He huffed and growled, but he didn’t go down. “Wrong move, quim,” he hissed and then he lunged for me. I stood too close and we toppled backwards into soft hay in one of the empty stalls. I shrieked and laughed at the same time as he held me down. “Yield!” he growled while his hands squeezed my upper arms. “Never!” I called out as I tried to buck him off. “You’ve lost, so yield and I’ll collect my price swiftly.”

I glanced up at him, wickedness shined in his eyes and there was nothing about him that was gentle or good. It made me smile. “Quick shooter, are we?” I teased with a satisfied grin of triumph as his eyes widened. “You’ll eat those words along with my cock,” he grunted out with wickedness only matched by the agitation that lingered in his voice as his hands moved and then tightened around my wrists that he lifted above my head.

Adrenaline was already fuelling my body with excitement while the heat in his eyes mingled with that said fury and agitation that gave me a sense of bratty victory. He may have won the snowball fight but I had bested him in every other way. “I’m counting on it, Sheriff of Nothing-ham.”

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it - this is probably one of the funniest fics I've ever written. I think it's my first crack-fic too actually O.O xD either way, I hope this tingled all the right places and that it gave you a laugh or two darlings xD ❤

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mikotos-8daydreams · 2 years

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Yoshimoto Route (Spoilers)

Yoshimoto

"I...I didn't wish to see MC again."

(That's...)

(Why are you being like this?)

His cold words seem to pierce my heart.

Instead of blood spilling out of my chest, I gave him a piece of my mind.

"Yoshimoto-san, you are a bad liar!"

Yoshimoto

"Huh?...

"You said at the time that you would be happy if we could meet again."

Yoshimoto

"Hmph"

(Even if what he said at the time was a lie)

"I...I was so happy to see you again...!"

"I wanted to see you again...I wanted to see you again...I wanted to see you again..."

Yoshimoto

"...Enough"

Yoshimoto grabbed me and held me in his arms.

I could smell the clear and strong incense wrapped around his whole body.

"Yoshimoto...san"

Yoshimoto

"Your words are poison to my ears."

"Because you make me remember all that I forfeited."

(He gave up on everything)

"Yoshimoto-san, in reality...you want to be free"

Yoshimoto

"........"

"If you didn't want to see me again why would you hug me."

Yoshimoto

"...I told you, be quiet"

"But, Ah...Aaah.."

His mouth covered my own and the heat from his breath seem to melt my words.

Kiss...He is kissing me?

My heart did a hard thump and the blood in my veins seem to boil.

I couldn't think anymore about my plan to run away, I couldn't think about anything. Time has seemed to stop around me.

Only the sound of our lips could be heard in the emptiness of the room and eventually I started to lose all the strength in my body.

Yoshimoto

"MC..."

"A-aah"

The strength of which he holds me becomes stronger.

The afternoon sun burns our touching skin.

"Yoshimoto-san..."

Eventually, I was released from his arms and his warmth left me.

"Forgive me"

"Huh"

Yoshimoto

"You were talking too much. I needed to shut you up."

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My god Yoshimoto, out of all characters I didn't expect this from you XD I read the last sentence and I was like "Huh? Excuse me, sir" 😂 Tsundere right here.

#ikemen sengoku #ikesen yoshimoto #yoshimoto imagawa

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adezahnae · 3 years

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Little Song Bird (Part 3)

A/N: HELLOO!!! IM BACK! I know I wasn’t active a bit yesterday but I’m here today!! This series will be ending soon, I hope you enjoyed this series

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Warnings: Smut, teasing, public teasing, controlled vibrator, light spanking, just..dirty XD

Tagged People: @supernovapluto

Your POV

I got a text from Mr. Lee this morning, privately. He told me to meet him before class started. I rushed down the halls and to his classroom and walked in. “Mr. Lee?” I called. “Come in.” He said. I entered the door and walked to his desk.

“Is everything okay?” I asked. “Bend over.” He simply said while holding something in his hand. “I-“ “What did I tell you about questions, Kitty?” He asked in a warning tone. I hurried my way to the desk and leaned over it. He pushed my back down more so that my body was fully on his desk.

I gasped at the feeling of my underwear being yanked down my legs. “Mr. Lee, w-what are you doing?!” I panicked. He sighed and landed a smack on my butt. I gasped out loud. “Shut your damn mouth and let me do this. You’re beginning to piss me off.” He growled. I bit my lip and nodded. “Y-Yes sir...” I mumbled.

He then pushed something into my vagina. I moaned out a little. He pulled up my underwear and pulled me up as well. “There. Now go and sit down, class is starting.” He said. “What did you put in me?” I asked. “You’ll see, now go and sit.” He said. I went to my seat and sat down. I felt the device move around inside of me, but I still couldn’t figure out what it was.

Students were flooding in and sitting in their seats while talking to one another. I suddenly felt a vibration inside of my heat. I gasped and covered my mouth. He put a vibrator inside of me! I looked over at him and I seen that he had a smirk on his face. He held up his phone, showing me the control of the vibrator.

He put a finger to his lips and said: “Shhh...” I gulped and put my head down. “Okay, everyone stop speaking and listen to me.” Mr. Lee announced. “Today is practice day also known as ‘Show Me Your Skills’ Day. You all have perform your part in the song with the role I assigned you.” He explained. The class groaned. “Awww well everyone should have practiced. You don’t satisfy me, you get an F. Simple. Now, Y/n.” He called out to me.

I sat up and looked at him. “Y-Yes sir?” I stuttered. “Would you like to start off and perform the song on the piano we practiced?” He asked me. I felt the vibration stop and I breathed out. “Yes Mr. Lee..” I said. I got up from my seat and went over to the piano bench.

I then remembered out first lesson here. “Y/n.” He called. “Is there a problem that I need to fix or do you got it?” He asked, I felt the vibration again making almost fall. “N-No sir! I got it!!” I said sitting down. The vibration stopped. He went beside me on the bench and whispered in my ear. “You better not mess this up, understand?” I nodded. He pulled away and stood up. “The key to this is focusing. Don’t let anyone or anything distract you from a good performance.” He announced to the class and me.

I looked at him with wide eyes. This was the lesson, distraction! Throughout class though?! Okay, I got this! I breathed out and started the song. Through the first 15 seconds of the song, I was doing great. I then felt the vibration again. My hands slipped up on the keyboard making me miss a note.

“What did I tell you about distractions, Y/n? You know better.” He taunted a little. I gulped and got back on track. I breathed in and out as the vibration was getting strong. I looked over at the class and seen that they were completely oblivious to what was going on between me and Mr. Lee.

The vibration struck up to a strong wave, making me jerk forward. I whimpered a little, knowing I was now close. “Stop getting distracted. Focus.” Mr. Lee growled. I shut my eyes as I was getting closer to my high while the vibrations got a little bit stronger. I continued to play and the song was almost to an end. Mr. Lee grabbed my chin, making me look into his eyes.

“You’re almost there, Kitty..” He whispered. I finally played the last note of the song and my high came rushing over me. I let out a silent cry and whimpered. My legs shook as I looked into his eyes. He turned off the vibrator all together and let my chin go.

“Good job....C+” He said walking away. I looked at him with shocked eyes. “C-C+? I thought-“ “C+ or an F, which one do you want?” He asked. I shook my head and went back to my seat. “Good. Tracy, you’re next. Sing your parts in the song please.” He said. I sighed and put my head down.

I picked up my bag and headed for the door. “Y/n, come here please.” Mr. Lee called. I went back to his desk and waited. “Yes sir?” I asked. “Bend over.” He said. I did so and he pulled the toy out of my heat. I groaned out and satisfaction and turned around.

“You did wonderful today..” he said while pulling my underwear back up. “I-I did?” I asked. “Yes..” He replied. “I thought I got a C+, I mean it good but not wonderful..” I said. He placed a kiss on my lips. “You got a C+ on the piano playing, not our private lesson.” He said. “Oh...” I replied. He gave me my bag and led me to the door.

“This is our last lesson together?” I asked. “Yes.” He replied. I gasped. “B-But...I thought that it was wayy more! I didn’t think it would end so quickly-“ He cut me off with a chuckle. “Aww...are you that addicted to me?” He asked caressing my chin. “Y-Yes! I- I want you! I want to feel you!” I rambled on. He cut me off with a kiss to my lips again and he placed kisses on my neck as well. “Mr. Lee...I want you...” I moaned as my fingers went into his hair.

He pulled away, making me whine. “You will have me soon, Kitty..but not right now.” he said. “When?!” I exclaimed. He growled a little and pushed me against the wall. He caged me in with his arms. “Kitty...I don’t like impatient people. And you aren’t any different from them at the moment. I suggest you tone down your voice. Right. Now.” He whispered. I slid against the wall a little and nodded my head.

“Yes sir...I’m sorry.” I mumbled. He pulled back away from the wall. “Good girl...” He replied. “You will have your last lesson tomorrow, then you will use it all together after that day. That day is our performance for the school and I want you to do your best.” He said. I pouted a little.

“W-Will you stop teaching me?” I asked. He chuckled. “No... I’ll never give up on my main singer.” He smiled. I smiled back a little and nod. He opened the door led me out of it. I felt a sudden smack on my butt making me gasp. “I’ll see you tomorrow my little song bird..” He whispered.

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lostinwildflowers · 3 years

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Azumane Asahi x Reader

Summary: Asahi is the blacksmith for Karasuno's kingdom, and he accidentally shods your horse wrong, leaving you without a mount. What will he do to make it up to you?

Word Count: 1.1K

Warnings: N/A! Some horsey terminology, but you can ignore that XD it's just for me to indulge!

A/N: Okay here it is! My final submission for my Royal collab from forever ago! I'm sorry this took so long to get out, but I finally sat down and said "I'm GETTING this thing DONE!" It's not my best work, but I hope y'all enjoy it nonetheless -Birch<3

A man banging in a smithery was one of the only sounds ringing out early that morning. Sweat glistened on his skin even though it was cool outside, and his hair messily fell around his eyes as he banged on the red-hot metal.

It was Azumane Asahi, the blacksmith for the royal family. He was up early so that he could make new horseshoes for the royal family, and he had a lot of horses to get through. Getting through all of the horses took a while, but it was always the king, queen, and princess who got their horses’ feet done at any call.

Asahi was the best smith in Karasuno, people always tried to buy him out from under the king, but Asahi was loyal to the man who gave him his life. Which is why he knew your horses’ feet needed to be perfect.

Shiny and perfectly round horseshoes for your horse. Sounds easy in theory, but actually took quite a lot of talent. Thus, Asahi was up early and working to make sure he had plenty of time to get your horse done.

You had brought your horse down to the smith early, too early. But Asahi was ready for you, smiling kindly at you while you held the kind mare, stroking her nose while he picked up each foot and tacked the shoes on. You made pleasant conversation with him, chatting about the weather and how the smith must get hot in the middle of the day.

But with a bead of sweat in his eyes, Asahi didn’t realize he made a mistake, and on the following day, your horse came up lame. It wasn’t hobbling on three legs, but the kind mare was unsteady enough that everyone decided you would be riding another horse in the time being.

Asahi felt terrible about the mistake, it was his job to make sure that your horses were sound at any given time and day, and he failed. So, he decided that he was going to find you and apologize before you had the king fire him.

“Excuse me? Princess Y/n?” The deep but soft voice comes, and you turn your head, eyes locking onto brown locks tied in a low messy bun. You smile at the blacksmith, dropping into a curtsey as you reply, “Sir Azumane, what can I do for you on this fine morning?”

Asahi blushes and stutters out, “P-please Princess, I’m n-no sir. I’m just the smith. But I- I uh, brought you something to say sorry for shoeing your horse wrong.”

At the end of his words, he offers you a small wooden nameplate, a bar of gold etched across the front with the name “Daisy” on it. You take the plate in your hands, glancing up from it to the shy smith who once again mumbles out an apology.

“Thank you,” you whisper back, once again glancing down at the beautifully hand-crafted gift. You call to a maid wandering out of a room, quietly asking her to have the plate tacked onto your horse’s stall door before you turn back to Asahi.

“Care to meet my horse, officially?” you inquire with a giggle, turning on your heel without waiting for a response.

When you got to the barn, Asahi had probably apologized another ten times before you had stopped him and told him that it was alright. As you brushed her face you stated, “I promise it’s alright, Daisy has always been super sensitive to stuff, she’ll be better in a week or two.”

Daisy gently nudged at Asahi, nibbling at his fingers in the hopes of a treat. He chuckled quietly before slipping a small sugar cube out of his pocket, offering it to the kind mare with a toothy smile.

After that, the two of you part ways, and you decide to bake some muffins to thank Asahi for the sweet gift. You wandered down to the smithery late one afternoon, muffins in a handmade basket you had weaved.

There is a loud and constant banging that rings from the smith, and you feel nerves sweep over you as you glance in from the doorway.

Asahi was laser-focused, his grip firm on a red-hot sword, his hammer repeatedly cracking down on the metal, bending and carving it into a deadly weapon. His brown locks were getting messier with every swing, some strands were dangling in front of his eyes while some were sticking to his slightly sweaty skin.

He looked so intense and almost scary that your heart jumped in your chest and you take a step back, realizing how dumb it must have been for you to come to the smithery. In your haste, you smack into the wind chimes hanging from the door, alerting the tall, brown-haired man of your presence.

Asahi gives you a kind smile, waving at you to come in as he dunks the shiny silver sword into a bucket of cool water, steam billowing around him as the sword sizzles and cools off.

“What brings you to my smith, Princess Y/n?” he asks politely, setting the sword down before dropping into a low bow. You wave him off as you blush and mumble, “I wanted to thank you for the nameplate, so I baked you some muffins this morning. I hope you like them.”

You hand him the basket with a slightly shaky hand, but Asahi takes the basket from your hand, but moves it to his other hand. He grips your palm lightly with his own, very rough and calloused one.

In a simple movement, he places a tender kiss on your knuckles, his stubbled cheek grazing over your fingers as he pulls away. His grip, his closeness, all of it made the heat of the smith get to you, and you could feel your blush crawling up your neck and ears.

Without thinking, you reach up onto your tippy toes, placing a chaste kiss against his cheek before returning to your usual height. For a moment the two of you stand there, both flustered and blushing, before you take a step back and curtsey to him.

Asahi once again bows, but as you turn to leave he blurts out, “Stay with me!” You stop in your tracks, turning to him with a surprised look on your face. Asahi shuffles as he glances down and mumbles, “I meant, if you want, you can stay here and talk with me if you like. I can show you how I made the nameplate.”

And so you did stay, chatting in Asahi’s smith until late in the evening, where the only light that shone was the one from the fires of his ovens.

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fanfiction-corner · 3 years

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𝒟𝑒𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒾𝒸 𝑀𝓎 𝒮𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉

Tarquin X Reader

Oneshot featuring a character from @simpforthebloodgod ‘s books Tacenda and Versailles.

Here is part 2 to the Delphic series, this one features Tarquin! everyone's favourite awkward endertwin. L canonised that all he wants is his choccy milk and cant flirt for the life of him so here we go! XD i hope you all enjoy!

(pt. 1) - Deirdre x reader

Word Count: 1157

Pronouns: They/Them

Summary: Tarquin bumps into the reader late at night in the kitchen

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The sun had already set over the kingdom, most were asleep, except a few servants and guards that scattered around the castle. A few servants were left to clean certain areas of the castle, prepping it for the morning. This is where Y/n seems to be, left alone to clean that night’s dishes. The dim candlelight illuminating the sink enough to make sure each dish was scrubbed clean, the pile of dirty to clean dishes changing ratio over time.

The methodical clinking of dishes in the sink fill the room and snuffs out most of the silence, something the cleaner despises. It always is followed by a faint ringing, it drives them half-mad, it was why they try to find themselves with others, enjoying the soft chatter of people around them or the sounds of daily work.

They also seem to be seeking out Deidre, her company being rather enjoyable. Its always rather rare to find her alone, however. She’s either working under the king or with her brother, the quieter of the two twins, he was always more intimidating due to this. Always silent with an unreadable expression, though despite this, he is equally as ethereal as Deirdre.

Y/n found themself lost in thought, scrubbing away at the same plate in a slow-motion as their mind rolled over the image of the twins. Ungodly attractive and seemingly extremely interesting to talk to - Deirdre was anyways - and holding a mysterious aura that sends shivers down their spine.

“Oh, I didn’t expect anyone to be up at this hour”

The sudden voice caused the maid to yelp, dropping what they were holding and turning to spot the individual. Almost like history repeating itself, there stood one of the twins, except this one was distinctly not Deirdre, their voice was deeper than the one they remembered.

Tarquin stood there in his nightclothes - which consisted of just a long baggy nightshirt - his hair slightly dishevelled from sleep and an edge of tiredness in his voice. His head was tilted curiously at y/n with a subtle amused smile playing at his lips. His amusement soon obvious within his tone when he next spoke.

“My apologies, did I startle you?”

Y/n let out a breath, giving a shakey nod as they composed themselves, grabbing a nearby hand towel to dry their hands. Trying their best to calm fro the initial scare under the gaze of the enderman, his presence growing increasingly more intimidating within the dim light and uncomfortable silence.

“W-what can I do for you, sir?” They shakily asked, composed enough to speak and perhaps fill out whatever task the man could need at this hour.

“Oh! no need to do anything-” he replied, sending Y/n an awkward smile before making his way towards a cupboard holding a variety of glasses and mugs. “I just came to get a drink, you can ignore me. I won’t be too much of a bother”

y/n watched him for a moment longer, seeing him quietly retrieve the milk from the icebox to make his beverage. Soon they turned back to their work, staying silent as they returned to cleaning dish after dish. Trying to ignore the presence of Tarquin behind them, his silence growing unnerving, as does the feeling of eyes on their back.

“Why are you up so late?”

Yet again, Tarquin’s voice made Y/n jump. Turning their head to see the man standing closer by, the glass in his hand holding a brown liquid. The evidence of its creation being held on the counter he was previously nearby, there sitting the jug of milk and a pot of cocoa powder.

“I-i” they stuttered out, momentarily meeting his eye before quickly turning back to finish their work, “im finishing up washing todays dishes, then I am to retire to bed..”

“They left you to do it on your own?” his question seemed to catch them off guard, blinking a bit before slowly responding.

“Yes... it’s my duty to have them finished. There just seems to be more today than usual.”

“Would you like any help?”

“N-no!”

Their sudden response had them both started, Tarquin left blinking in surprise. Eventually going to speak before being quickly stopped by Y/n themself.

“I mean, no. ill be alright on my own.”

Tarquin only nodded, deciding to just let them do their job. Although he stayed nearby, watching as he quietly drank his chocolate milk. The silence was filled with awkward tension, the soft clinking of dishes returning to fill said silence once again as Y/n continued their work. Neither seemed to want to speak or even know what to say at the moment, keeping them locked in an endless loop of thinking on what to say, trying to say something before deciding not to and lapsing into silence again.

“My sister was right about you” Tarquin broke the silence, his voice quiet and hesitant. As if he was unsure of what he was saying.

“What?” Y/n spoke, turning their head to look at him, “w-wait, what did she say?” it was clear they were worried, their eyes searching his desperately for an answer

“W-wait! No! Nothing bad, she said you were hot-” Tarquin tried to catch himself on the word, cheeks flushing a bright lavender. eyes widening in realisation, quickly starting to ramble to try and cover for himself.

“W-well she didn't exactly say that- I mean if she did she’d still be right- I mean no!- well it doesn’t mean your not hot, you’re definitely kinda attractive- not just kinda your very attractive- alright im going to shut up now!”

Tarquin quickly shut himself up, leaning back against the counter behind him and taking a long drink of his milk. Avoiding eye contact the best he could.

Everything he said had caught Y/n off guard, their face heating up as each word set in. he, Tarquin, had called them hot. Not only that! He agreed to what his sister had said! She said they were hot!

“Oh..” They quietly responded, a shy smile waking its way onto their features. “thank you, Tarquin, that is very sweet of you to say”

Tarquin seemed to shrink a little, the already bright colour on his face seemingly darkening at their words. Merely nodding in response, soon having to pry himself away from the counter, quickly moving to clean up the left out milk and cocoa. he finishes his milk, placing the glass by the sink and ultimately disappearing into the night.

He was clearly flustered, Y/n found that rather adorable. The mysterious quiet twin had an adorable awkward side, it made him seem a lot less intimidating than before. They thought on it, mulling over what they had been told. Soon, they had to turn back to their work, working later into the night as their thoughts distracted them, cheeks still red from the twin’s words

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