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#listen guys. i lov him
cosmiado · 4 months
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he's got big plans to take care of you, he just needs to borrow ten thousand dollars
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birchbow · 10 months
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Thank you for PoF it literally rewired my brain a normal amount eons ago when I first read it. Every time I make a new character for anything and I start to worry maybe they're just a little too unhinged, I remember PoF, and know that I'm valid and so are my insane little horny characters 😌❤️
I am so excited that you say this because it's important to my heart! Insane little characters with strong wild opinions or reckless horniness or huge blind spots or weird personality quirks or frequent fuckups they often learn very little from are the heart of stories that keep my interest and provoke reaction from me as a reader!!!!
Let every character be a character!! I have never been more bored as a fanfiction reader than the other day, when I read a fic where only the villains were allowed to be rude or irrational or petty or angry without immediately apologizing in uniformly articulate and modern "I've learned what people are supposed to say in apologies" speak. Because they're a Main Character! They're a Good Guy! But sometimes good guys and main characters are going to fuck up!! Sometimes they're going to be bizarre! Sometimes they're going to be at odds with other characters who are Good Guy Main Characters, over things that may or may not be a big deal for their characters!
Listen!! Sometimes I write a character talking shit and I'm wincing the whole time, not just because they're being an asshole, but because I know they're going to double down on it later! Because they just,,, don't think or feel the same things as the person they're being an asshole to! Do I the author agree with one more? Probably! Do I necessarily have to resolve "and this one was right, so the other one apologized"? No! Characters conflict with the other characters! It's uncomfortable to write sometimes! But my level of comfort or discomfort with the uncomfortable is part of writing stories where THINGS HAPPEN and goddammit I am out here for things happening otherwise what is even the point. >8U
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naivesilver · 10 months
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Since it persists on being too hot to focus on my more useful OUAT fics, have a disgustingly self-indulgent Pinocchio Swap AU turned "Please Let Piccolino Have A Loving Family" AU moment 🙃🥰
"Grandfather," Pinocchio asks, standing on his tiptoes to peer over the worktable, "why are there so many clocks here?"
He half expects Mr. Marco to scold him for asking such a silly question, but instead the man just chuckles fondly and pats Pinocchio over the head, earning himself a giddy grin. "Ah, that's just because I like fixing them, lad. They need a more delicate touch than doors and plumbing, you see."
"But only one of them is working. Why's that?"
"That is because I don't have the time to spare for them all." Mr. Marco gestures vaguely towards the single working clock, hanging from the wall on the back of the workshop. "That one, though- August helped me sort it out, when he'd just arrived here. Do you want to see it?"
"Yes!" Pinocchio immediately interrupts his curious poking around the table, all but bouncing with enthusiasm. He likes learning about things August is involved with. August's always doing some really cool stuff, it seems.
As such, he lets the old man pick him up and lift him high enough that Pinocchio can see the clock from up close, and doesn't protest when the boy leans even closer, marvelling at the nice carvings in the wood - Pinocchio doesn't wiggle out so much to risk falling, which would for sure earn him a scolding, but still, it's the principle of the thing. He wouldn't feel so certain that he's safe being held like this, with some other people.
He thinks he knows a little of how things work in Storybrooke, now. Not everything, of course, but at least what he needs to get by on a normal day - he knows he can close the window blinds at night if he's worried someone will enter as he sleeps, and that he doesn't need anyone's permission to do so; he knows he can go crawl on August's lap if he's lonely and the man is writing or talking to someone, so long as he doesn't get too much in the way; he knows that if he wants to go pet Dr. Hopper's dog there are multiple adults who'll hold onto Gina for him, because dogs are so much bigger than her and she gets frightened easily around them.
He still doesn't know whether Mr. Marco is okay with Pinocchio calling him Grandfather or not, but that kind of thing is so confusing here, he's not sure he's ever going to puzzle it out. Back home he was supposed to address all older people like that, but Storybrooke? Beats him. Maybe it's too formal for them, who knows.
The clock ticks by another minute. Pinocchio squints at it, following the moving hands with his finger for a moment - the numbers are written a little different from what he remembers, but it's not too long before he can safely declare: "It says it's six minutes past two. That's it, right?"
"Very good," Mr. Marco praises him, and it doesn't feel like a mockery, even if he does sound genuinely surprised. "You know how to tell the time already, then? What a clever boy."
"Yeah." Pinocchio's chest swells with pride, and he points eagerly at one of the other clocks, the still broken ones. "That one's saying it's half past six, but that's because it's stuck. And that one thinks it's midday. Or midnight, I don't know."
"Yes, that's right. Good job. Say, who taught you so well?"
"An old man in a town. He said that because I had a nice watch, I should know how to read the time."
He doesn't like thinking about that too much, honestly. The old man, yes - he'd met a lot of nice elderly people in his travels, more than he did nice younger ones, at least - but the memory of the watch itself makes his chest clench painfully, like the time he was underwater without air before the dogfish happened.
He wonders what they did with it, after he lost it when he turned into a donkey. He's not even sure it still worked at that point, because it fell pretty hard, and the Coachman didn't give him time to check on it before leading him away with his rope - Pinocchio hopes it didn't break too badly, even if he can't have it anymore. It was a good pocket watch, nice to look at. He'd never owned anything so nice before that, and even though he's received lots of gifts since he came to Storybrooke, it's not the same thing. People are richer there than they were in his old land. They always seem to have something to spare for him, especially August and Mr. Marco and the gruff lady at the diner.
He must have gone quiet for too long, however, because the man gives him a little shake, if not a very rough one. "You alright, lad?"
Pinocchio nods, even though the picture of the golden watch is still flashing in front of him, as if it were the sun and he'd stared at it for too long. "Grandfather?"
"Yes, Pinocchio?"
"Can I see how to fix them, too, when you have time? Like you and August did?"
He's not really thinking he could manage it, honestly. He's not good enough for that. But anything's better than being stuck remembering the same thing over and over again, with no way to stop it. Physically doing something usually works as a distraction, like when he couldn't solve his math problems and he'd just up and start running.
For a couple seconds he worries he won't be able to explain himself if Mr. Marco asks him about it, but the old man doesn't, and instead simply nods, his mouth curling in a warm smile.
"Of course," he says, sounding a little choked up. "You're a smart boy. I'm sure you'll learn very fast."
"Really?"
"Well, yes. Why don't you go look for August and ask him, too? I bet he'll say the same thing."
Pinocchio nods again, allowing Mr. Marco to carefully put him down and darting away towards August's room as soon as his feet have touched the floor. He's not completely certain he didn't say something wrong yet, especially when he was distracted, but it's fine. He's fine. He would have been told, if someone was mad at him. That's how it works in Storybrooke.
And even if he did make someone mad, he can learn how to fix that. Just like the clocks. Just like the golden watch, stuck in another world that it might be.
#ouat#pinocchio swap#fanfic#pinocchio#OKAY LISTEN. I need to ramble about that goddamn pocket watch#I know that sometimes I talk about piccolino like he's a tragic orphan in a dickens book but the problem is I'm not making ANYTHING up#you see- this kid? in the show he never owns anything AT ALL#except some times when they hand him coins for basic necessities when he's on his own#even when he's physically living in a house he doesn't have toys trinkets etc#NOTHING! FUCKING nothing!#I reiterate: he doesn't have shit he can call his own except the clothes on his back and gina (who has free will and follows him out of lov#) for the most part of 52 EPISODES#but then there is this random guy we see for exactly half an hour tops who just. gives him a golden watch. because he knows the kid likes i#and pinocchio is obsessed! he is so excited he can hardly sleep because he loves watching the watch hands move!#but you know how he loses it? when he turns into a fucking DONKEy#there is this whole scene where the pendant breaks as he transforms and he doesn't even get to react and it's the most dehumanazing shit ev#r and I watched it at FIVE. and rewatching it I was even MORE upset#I just. sometimes I think I'm pushing it too much when I make him think about the things he owns now in this au#and then I'm like FUCK THIS SHIT of course he'd be flabbergasted he's like 6 and this is the first time he has shit he's not#supposed to return within the day or month or whatever#anyway. lil boy is just glad these folks seem to actually like him. august probs took one look at him and started plotting armed fairicide.#marco loves them both very much and if you look at them wrong he'll hit you on the head hope that clears it up <3
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kenny-lol · 2 years
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have you read moon knight 2021/mackay? I think you’d like reese (cool vampire girl)
yaassss i have . marc and his little band of gay people always gets me
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they only hate each other a little bit
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is he a thought that can escape the mind that only grasps onto him?
is he not the one who rests in the Sabr of my wait?
is he not the one for who my eyes falls restless during my nights in Sujood?
is he not the one who my heart has yearned for ever since these vessels understand love?
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astrxealis · 2 years
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ffs eternal wind came up while i'm listening to music and all of a sudden i'm smiling
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agirlsguidetolove · 9 months
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I NEED MATHEO OR THEODORE X FEM READER AND SHE JUST LOVES HIS HANDS AND ARM VIENS AND SHE WALKS INTO HIS DORM AND IS GOBSMAKED TO SEE HIS ABS
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pairings: theodore nott x reader
word count: 0.9k
summary: ^^
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You feel safe. Your head rests in Theo’s lap, staring up at his handsome face as he reads, a hand massaging your scalp unconsciously.
Your gaze wanders down his arms, pursing your lips when you notice the veins that flow down his arms into his hands, watching as his huge hands delicately flip a page.
It’s hard to suppress a giggle, and you don’t, thinking about your man, mister mean Theodore Nott being gentle with a book, but nearly as gentle as he is with you.
It’s seductive, his loveliness, his kindness, his softness, but so is the way he looks down at you, eyes curious as he silently asks what your giggling about. You shrug up at him, but his hand leaves your hair and you from, sitting up from your spot on his bed, and turning to look at him over your shoulder.
“What’s up, babe?” you ask, watching as he crinkles the corner of his book page to mark where he left off. You cringe. Maybe he’s not the gentlest.
“Sorry, sweetheart,” he starts, leaning over to press a kiss to your lips, you pull away, he chases after your lips, muttering, “Quidditch.”
You roll your eyes, pulling away from his second kiss. You had already forgotten about his quidditch practice even though he was already in his practice jersey.
You groan, throwing yourself into his pillows. “Why, Lord, why must you do this to me?” you yell into his pillow. You can hear him chuckle.
“I’ll be back soon, hun,” he assures, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Two hours at most.”
“Two hours,” you groan again, letting your head fall into his chest. You can feel his abs underneath his thin shirt. Your mouth waters.
He pats your hair, smoothing it down before slowly backing away, off his bed. “I know,” he groans. He stands up, eyes never leaving you as he backs to his door. “I’ll be as fast as I can. Okay, sweetheart?”
“You better be.” You hum, watching him slip out the door.
The next hour is the most boring hour of your life. You mindlessly looked through Theo’s book that he left on his bed, reading his beautiful annotation, but he’s a quiet guy, his annotation are drawn down to simple cursive words with vocab you can hardly understand.
Boredom brings you back to your dorm, lying in bed, listening to Pansy draw onto her hopeless crush on Luna Lovegood. It’s entertaining, much more entertaining then sitting around and doing nothing. It’s when she leaves it get boring again, and you find your way back to Theo’s dorm.
Without a second though, you shove the door open, welcoming yourself inside.
You flush when your eyes land on Theo, his back to you, bent slightly as he stared down at his bed, completely bare from the waist up.
“Shit,” you say under your breath, hopelessly staring at your boyfriends back, unable to move.
He’s toned, the muscles in his back stare at you and you can see triceps flex at you as he holds his jersey. His veins are more prominent in his arms as he runs a hand through his sweaty hair. He’s glistening like a greek god.
“You’re shirtless,” you breathe, still standing in the doorway of his dorm. The words come out as an exclaim, and you’re embarrassed and incredibly flustered.
He turns around and your greeted with Theodore’s abs. Your mouth gapes, and you can feel your own drool forming in your mouth. You feel hot all over.
Theo smiles at the sight of you, his green quidditch jersey still in his hand, the silky material practically melts in his big hands and all of a sudden it’s hard to look away, but you manage, meeting his eyes.
“Hey, honey,” he smiles, walking up to you and grabbing you by your forearms to pull you inside his dorm and close the door. He stays close, his body heat radiating off him as you try to look him in the eyes and settle your uneven breaths.
“I didn’t know where you went,” he chuckles, looking down at you with a loving expression in his eyes. “I was beginning to get worried.”
“Worried?” you choke out, still frazzled. “Why would you be worried?”
Theo hums, pulling you as he walks backwards to his bed. He sits, pulling you between his legs so he can look up at you, his hands resting on you hips. He leans forward and kisses your belly. You can see the muscles of his back. Fuck, he was hot.
“Didn’t know where my girl was,” he shrugged, resting his chin on your belly and gazing up at you. He smiles, leaning back to fully look at you.
“I’m here,” you mutter, anxiously nibbling on your lip.
It’s so, so hard to breath. Your hands drift to his abs, feeling them tense beneath your touch. They drift downwards, until you can see the label of his boxers where they peak out under his pants. You take your hands away, Theo groans.
“And I’m so glad,” he pants. “But why don’t you come a little close?”
You yelp when he pulls you onto the bed, pushing you underneath him so he was towering over you. Under him, you can see the sharp curve of his jawline and his sweaty muscles just before he plops down on you, bearing his head in your chest and leaving little kisses. He sighs into your skin. “That’s better.”
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again, not proofread i’m lazy and imperfect but here you go! hope you like it @annaisabookworm! 🧸🫶🫀
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mrsaltieri-real · 10 months
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Ethan Landry as a Boyfriend Headcanons (SFW AND NSFW)
I was bored so rewatched Scream 6 and these just popped into my mind, hope you enjoy!
Warning/s: 18+, Fem!AFAB!Girlfriend, language, mentions of smut, oral, p in v, riding, sub!Ethan, begging, mentions of orgasm denial, degrading kink, praise kink, sweet and soft Ethan, you get the picture
Word count: approx 600
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SFW
Very, very clingy. Feels completely out of touch when he’s not around you. The boy will follow you around like a little lost puppy
Big on physical contact. He likes to always be holding your hand or have your arm tucked into his
Yah, he’s touch starved
He’s literally obsessed with you.
Like, to the point where it’s probably concerning to those around you
He’s a shy little bastard though
Gets overstimulated in large groups of people so will absolutely cling to you for dear life in malls
But he really likes going shopping with you and helping you pick out clothes
He absolutely LOVES when you play with his hair
He’ll lie with his head on your lap for hours just relishing in the feeling of your fingers running through his curls
Likes to fall asleep with you in his arms, or the other way round depending
He’s a big spoon little spoon switch for REAL
He blushes every time you pay him a compliment
“You look really nice today, baby”
INSTANTLY RED. How cute is he?
Bless his heart, he’s not a good cook at all so you’re the one who ends up doing the cooking
But he’ll try his best to help until you have to kick him out of the kitchen for somehow burning water
But he’ll sit at the table and watch you cook away with a big old smile on his face
Doesn’t really use pet names himself, but loves it when you call him “baby,” “babe,” and “honey.”
His love languages are quality time, physical touch and words of affirmation
He could sit and listen to you talk about your day forever
He’s the best to gossip with
“And then he told her to fuck off!”
“Shut up, no he didn’t? What happened next??“
Such a good boyfriend, right?
NSFW
He’s a needy little fucker
Like HONESTLY so fucking needy
Such a sub it’s not even funny
Two words: PUSSY WORSHIP
He’ll literally be begging to eat you out until you cum
Over and over again
Will always want to make sure you’ve had at least a couple of orgasms before he even gets his cock out
LOVES when you fuck his face, I don’t make the rules
Absolute master of eating pussy
Guys got the kind of mouth invented for going down
Loves messily sucking on your clit and getting your juices all over his face
He’s such a slut for you, he’d go out of his way to make you feel good
Don’t ask me why, but he’s a thigh and tits kinda guy and pussy obviously
He likes when you’re on top when having sex, completely dominating and taking full control
He himself doesn’t have a dominant bone in his body
Begs really prettily
He absolutely 100% whimpers
He’s so fucking vocal
Likes when you pull his hair when you’re fucking him
Really riles him up
Won’t say it, but loves to be denied of release
Actively wants you to deny him so that when you grant him permission, the satisfaction is just oh so much better
Again, won’t say it but he loves when you’re blowing him and after he already cums you keep sucking
THAT kind of over stimulation? He likes
He’ll be sobbing, saying “thank you, thank you” over and over again when you let him cum
Likes when you look into his eyes while blowing him too. Does all kinds of things to him
Goes absolutely wild when you praise him
He’s playing with your clit just right?
“You’re such a good boy, baby.”
He’d be trying not to bust then and there
He also loves being degraded
Call him pathetic and needy and he’ll be a whimpering mess, almost sobbing from your words and especially if you’re overstimulating him
But balance out the praise and degradation
He’s a very sensitive guy in more ways than one
When you’re riding him he’ll be gazing up at you, hands on your hips watching your tits bouncing and just feel like he’s in heaven
Loves loves loves when you touch yourself in front of him
Really enjoys lazy, early morning sex
But loves long sessions in the afternoon even more
As I said, deny him and he’ll last as long as he can
Don’t deny him? Baby will cum just from eating you out alone he fucking loves it
What can I say? He’d do anything that brings you pleasure. He’s just that kinda guy
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swe3tte4rs · 5 months
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Batifamily headcanons feeling jealous about their siblings spending more time with Batmom? Or something like that, however you like to write it 🙊
" Jealousy jealousy " - Batmom!Reader x Batkids
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Author's note: MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR (late)!!! Love this 🫶. And I feel like this request is VERY my AU!!! Dah, who wouldn't compete for the love of their sweet and loving mother!? (The hatred between them began when Bruce had to set schedules for each one so they wouldn't fight for Batmom's attention... joke)
Also I am very sad, because when I was responding to this kind of request and I saved it as a draft, it was deleted 😭!!! CRYING 💔💔!!! On top of that, I loved the request, it was beautiful 😭! It was about Batmom as Bruce's couple and Bruce introduces Batmom to the batkids... And if it was you who sent it 🫵, let me tell you that I loved it and it will take me a while to upload it 💓!! Lov you all
And (I almost forgot to mention this), This AU of the batfamily is a mix of comics, series, headcanons (I LOVE headcanons of batfamily 💗), video games, movies and webtoon! + My main language is not English, so if you find any spelling mistakes, tell me in a comment!
Request opens 💗💗!!! BUT, before you request anything check my rules.
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Dick Grayson / Nightwing
Honestly, I don't see him being jealous of his brothers at all! But since I haven't read all of his comics and in this AU he is a mix, I don't have an opinion. 👀
Let us begin.
I feel like Dick is a real mama's boy, he love his mom and he will prove it.
Dick is very used to having all of Batmom's attention to himself.
But he hides his jealousy very well, or so he thinks…
Jealousy began when Dick started having siblings. DON'T DENY ME GIRL 🤝🤝!!!
When he gets jealous that you spend more time with, I don't know, he'll go to sleep with you and Bruce, but leaving Bruce aside and enjoying your caresses in his hair while he listens to his siblings complain from outside the bedroom. (Bruce hate this, but I feel that at the same time he love it just a little bit. Very little.)
Possibly he will also rub things you did with him that you didn't do with your other children in his siblings' faces.
I think he is the only one (along with Jason) who has a complete album with photos of him as a child. So he'll show it off to others by saying that you loved him so much that you made an entire photo album of him.
He would do the same with Jason, telling him that his album has more photos and with more photos of you and Dick.
I feel like he would start a whole fight against one of his brothers just to carry all the shopping bags by himself so you don't do it. (This idea is similar to "Jason Todd is a total mama's boy" because I was inspired by it, so credit to its respective author 💓)
"Mommy, did you just call me Damian? Oh my god... my heart..." #atotaldramaqueenbaby💋💋👊👊
Jason Todd / Red Hood
Another drama queen...
A mama's boy from head to toe. (My poor baby just needed a fucking mother figure 😭💔)
He is first in everything. Do you need help opening a jar? He already opened it for you and said I love you and then left and returned to a mission.
But that's not what we're talking about right now... Nonono, we're talking about jealousy, guys...
I bet he's the most sensitive of all.
He makes sure you don't show favoritism to anyone, unless it's him, if so he lets it go.
Did you spend an extra minute with one of your other children because you didn't see the time? He is already burning in a pit of jealousy.
I feel like he would start fighting with his sibling and then he would apply the law of silence to you. But it doesn't last long because he can't resist your cute nicknames and your "you're my favorite" (you say that to each of your babies)
"Why do you call him "son"? He isn't even your son!" And he gives you a whole long speech when you were just trying to be nice to Roy.
He even gets jealous of Bruce.
He doesn't care if it's one of his sisters or a good friend of his, you can't call them cute nicknames! And even less if they are the ones you use with him!
He has good hearing, he makes sure that you call him by his nicknames and not by one of his siblings' nicknames.
"WHAT THE FUCK, MA?! Why are you washing Tim's hair with the shampoo you use with me!?!?" You broke him...
Tim Drake / Red Robin
( I haven't read almost anything by Tim, so forgive me if something doesn't add up, but I promise you that I already have more or less what his personality is like.)
Tim does not admit his jealousy, he is calmer compared to his brothers.
He might start scheduling his patrols to coincide with Batmom’s free time, ensuring that he gets to spend some time with her.
I feel like he would feel more insecurity than jealousy
But I also think he would try to take Batmom's attention away from his sibling by calling Batmom to help him do something he can easily do alone.
He wouldn't care if you treated his friends like your children. I think he would be happy.
Umh Well… I think there's not much to jealousy about this one...
Damian Wayne / Robin
Yes, I headcanon that Damian is one of the most jealous once he realizes that Batmom can give him the love that Talia didn't give him.
He is the same as Jason, he has the same percentage of jealousy.
The only thing is that he would start making arguments about why Batmom would have to spend the whole week with him and not with her brothers.
Oh, and he doesn't care what Bruce does with Batmom. Although he is disgusted by the slightest affection they have.
At galas, I feel like he would be glued to you, hugging your waist and making sure there is no threat.
If you're not patrolling, he'd be with you watching some movie. (I DON'T KNOW WHY I IMAGINED HIM WATCHING MEAN GIRLS)
"I say mom Is going to go with me first because I'm the best-" And then he was interrupted by his siblings.
There is a relationship of hate and equality between him and Jason…
"Don't you see that my mother has an engagement ring and I'm next to her, son of a- *you interrupt him*" I feel like he would say this to anyone who flirts with you.
He is not understanding why his siblings get to spend more time with her.
Mama's boy
I would continue writing, but I have no more inspiration and ideas, sorry...
Cassandra Cain / Orphan
WHY DID SHE PUT THAT NAME BRO???
Cassandra, being the quiet and observant one, might internalize her feelings of jealousy.
Cass is the last one to get jealous, honestly.
She understands that Batmom loves them all equally and there is no favoritism.
Although sometimes she doubts…
She would feel excluded every time she sees you spend more time with one of her siblings.
But putting that behind, she would know that you love them all equally and would let it go by speaking with you how she feels.
0,1% jealous.
Stephanie Brown / Spoiler
Depends…
I think she would feel jealous if Batmom shows favoritism towards others.
In itself, I don't think Steph is VERY jealous. Just... a little bit.
Duke Thomas / The Signal
I need to read more about this man 😭
He's the newest one in the batfam, but he was still able to connect with Batmom very well.
Duke is not one to be jealous, he just doesn't care what batmom does.
Although he is a similar case to Cass.
He would feel a little "insecure" seeing the ties Batmom has with his siblings.
But it always ends well with Batmom watching a movie with him.
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[You can put more headcanons in a comment if you like!! And suggestions are always welcome <3]
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muchosbesitos · 7 months
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hey! Hello! And I hope you have a wonderful day but I wanted request a scaredhusband!miguel x scarywife!reader(FM) 🥺🤭🤭 like reader is a civilian who is Miguel Wife and know that he the leader of the spider society and know that he has anger issues and know how to calm him down. But Miguel doesn’t know how to deal with his wife he love her so much but he is scared of her (not in a mean way).. so like image reader whos was done with work for the day and change into her comfortable clothes (like long sleeve shirts or Miguel sleeves jacket and some shorts) and came to his office to surprise him with homemade food.’since he doesn’t have spider sense’- but see him yelling at the group-miles,Gwen, hobie,pav,- for making a food-fight at the cafeteria and which there made a huge mess (which was the third time this week and Miguel wasn’t having that)… and reader who was pissed about Miguel yelling at them for some food fight and came walking towards them. Which peter was the first person to notice that she was here so as Layla😌. And reader came from behind miguel and scared him and miguel switched side so fast to his sweet husband
Reader-“ HI baby! how was your day going?”
Miguel-“ah—h.nothing.. just talking to.. group”
reader obviously know what happened and she isn’t going pretending not to know,as she does her ionic serious face and eye brow raised,as she crosses her arms,and see the group and see them scared for there life. And that the was last straw for reader to see Miguel yelling to these sweet hearts
reader-“Miguel *sighs quietly* why are there here looking all scared mhmm?.…if this is “just”some talk about something huh Miguel?”
reader pinch is his ear closer towards her as she death stare at miguel making hole in his chest as miguel sighed and grunted of the pain as reader let go from Miguel ear as she walk towards the kids
Reader is hugging pav who is the one who’s scared as hell and pav who was hugging back and sigh and which clam down pav and then turn to see hobie,as hobie stand there trying to look chill,but he looking away from Miguel.
miguel-“mi querida esposa.. I was teaching them a lesson so there could unde-“
reader-“ UNDERSTAND?! understand… miguel I think scared them isn’t teaching them a lesson it making them feel uncomfortable and unsafe!”
as she cupped hobie face and turn to look at Miguel as pav, miles, and Gwen is rubbing there neck or arm with all their faces having some sort of guilt in there eyes.while hobie is shocked form the sudden touch and start to stare at Ms O’Hara
reader-“LOOK Miguel HOW CAN these sweet hearts can possibly do something bad?” She says to miguel ,in a voice when someone talks to baby,while she smooshing Hobie face but stop as feel his face piercing. But the whole group sigh and looked away with a guilty face. (Also this is the first time reader see the group or troublemakers which is what Miguel called them,but I think that if reader sees that something happened,she would scold them like an Hispanic woman scold their kids,but alway would be reasonable to them)
reader-”you guys can leave I’m going to talk to Miguel” as reader say to them with an gentle voice and give them with warm smile,as she quickly turns her head towards his direction,and her lips went to an thin line,and gave him an death stare,and Miguel knew that look,He WAS dead man and sigh and grunted as he look away from the group as he make his way on his floating platform. As miles and Gwen and pav said thank you Ms O’Hara in a silently voice. But hobie was following them as he said
hobie-“thank you lov.. I hope i see you again… and take care of the anger cat” as hobie kissed reader on the cheek and ran with the rest of the gang
Miguel-“ HOBIE KEEP YOU HANDS TO YOURSELF THAT MY WIFE!” As hobie chuckle as left the room but Peter was still there he was just listening and well sat down and watched cause it was interesting to watch,because right before reader came in,Peter was going to deal with miguel. reader-“*chuckle and then went to a serious face* peter b Parker leave as well too”,peter know how it feels to be an dead man ever he made MJ (when she was pregnant)mad and let just say he had to go live in someone house and Miguel
Peter-“FINE I was going to see some drama! but it seems like the show was for mature audiences *chuckle* ok-ok bye” Miguel punishment was reader choice,And there reader is right next to miguel as she is think about what punishment she could put to Miguel in for scaring the kids in as her other hands is pinching Miguel ear as he was saying pleas.
I hope you love the idea of this request and I hope you enjoy! fluff or smut ? If you want the punishment to be that kind of that thing 🤭🫣 I don’t mind at all 😝 I love your writing of Miguel and I got this idea from watching the “book of life” IT SLAY and thank god I had a cd of it and I got the time to watch it again.! BYE ! L
the apology
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pairing: miguel o’hara x civilian wife
warnings: miguel yelling lol, oral (f & m), orgasm denial, handcuffs, blindfold, face sitting, cowgirl (overall just smut)
word count: 4k
author’s note: i changed it up a bit so i hope you don’t mind 😓 sorry it took me so long to get it out
It was phenomenal, really. The way your presence instantly flipped a switch in Miguel's attitude, going from the moody, annoying man that everybody got used to seeing at HQ to a loving, devoted husband. He flipped this switch around you based on the fact that he didn't want you to leave him based on his anger issues, of seeing him screaming at some spider with his fangs and claws protruding. So he developed a fear of having you around the society, not because his sweet, caring wife had any reason to frighten him, but because he was afraid of the way that you might react if you saw one of his outbursts.
"Heya Migs! There's a food fight in the cafeteria, not as important as an anomaly, I know, but it's starting to get messy," LYLA announced, interrupting his usual monitoring. "For fuck's sake," Miguel mumbled, rubbing his temples as he tried to keep his anger in check. He knew that he couldn't expect much more from children, but it pissed him off that they couldn't take their job seriously. He stormed out of his office, walking to the cafeteria as he saw what LYLA had reported to him. He stood there with his hands on his waist, waiting for the group of kids to acknowledge him when he felt a gooey slice of pizza sliding down his face. "MY OFFICE NOW!" His voice boomed through the cafeteria, the food fight coming to a halt.
Miguel had his back turned towards the kids as he grumbled under his breath, a combination of curses in English and Spanish. "Miguel, we're really so-" Gwen started off when Miguel suddenly turned around, his claws protruding. "If you were really sorry, you wouldn't have done this stupid shit for the third time this week!" He yelled, watching as they trembled under his gaze. "And you're still on probation so i don't know why the hell you're getting involved in food fights!" He spoke to Miles, rolling his eyes as he saw the boy disappear in fear. His last straw, however, was when Peter appeared with a grin on his face, wrapping his arms around the kids in an endearing way. "C'mon Miguel, don't you think you're being too harsh on them?"
Miguel was starting to see red when he heard Peter's condescending tone, his claws digging into his palms as he clenched his fists. He turned around, pinching the bridge of his nose as he muttered to himself, "Ya no puedo mas" over and over. (i can’t do this anymore) "C'mon mate, it's a food fight, the least bit of rebellion against the establishment," Hobie spoke up, the boredom seeping through his tone. "Puta madre, and you're not even the least bit guilty! A fucking food fight, how old are you?!" He screamed, his heart dropping when he felt a tap on the back of his shoulder.
You'd arrived at the society after getting off from work and changing into something comfortable, bringing Miguel some of the food you'd made today. Caldo de res with some white rice. (beef soup) Your brows furrowed as you heard your husband's voice booming through his office doors, the other spiders pushing it off which made you start to wonder if this was something regular. You opened up the door, waving at Peter and shooting LYLA a small smile as she appeared when you took the sight in front of you. Your husband seemed to be at his breaking point as he yelled something about a food fight to the group, clearly not having noticed that you were in the room. You walked up to him, tapping his shoulder delicately and folded your arms as he turned around to look at you.
It would've been comedic how his eyes widened and his claws instantly retracted at the sight of you, but you couldn't grasp the fact that he'd been yelling at the kids. "What are you doing here?" He asked, completely taken aback from seeing you there, his voice softening up to the tone that he only used with you. "Well, I just wanted to see how my husband was doing here at work and to bring you some food," you replied, watching the kids relax as Miguel started to ease up around you. "It's been going good. Very productive as you can see, just talking with the kids and all," he responds, his face morphing into an awkward smile like that would sell the lie easier. "Can't believe this Dorito shaped mofo just yelled at us for like ten minutes and only stopped when his wi-" Miles started to speak, only stopping when Miguel turned around to face him.
You glared at Miguel as he turned around, his demeanor instantly changing back to what it was when you first came in. You stood up on your tippy toes, tugging Miguel’s ear as he let out a small wince. You weren't pulling hard enough to hurt him, but you wanted him to grasp the reality of the situation. "Cuantas veces te tengo que decir that you're not supposed to reprimand the kids like that?" you told him, your tone stern before you let go of his ear. (how times do i need to tell you) "Better than the chancla," he muttered, rubbing his reddening ear.
Your gaze softened up as you went over to the kids, wrapping your arms around a terrified Pav. "Ay por dios, now you're defending them too," Miguel grumbled to himself, pinching the bridge of his nose as he watched you interact with the kids. "Well, how could I not defend them when they're scared shitless?" You responded, glaring at Miguel once more. "Mi amor, I'm sorry that you don't agree with my style but I'm not allowing them to make a mess of my cafeteria over and over again," he responds, his tone unusually soft as he spoke to you. "Your style is just yelling at them until they grasp the concept? No wonder they keep doing it again," you told him, putting your hands on your waist as you shook your head in disappointment.
You looked at the group, seeing a look of remorse in their eyes like they were finally grasping the complexity of the situation, well everyone except for Hobie. You wrapped your arms around them, providing them the embrace a mother lion would to protect her pack. "C’mon Miguel, how can you talk to them like that? Can't you see that they're sorry?" you asked him, holding hobie's face and squeezing his cheeks gently. You only pulled away when you felt your hands squeezing around his piercings, not wanting to hurt him too badly. You weren't at the society too often, but when you were, you found a way to make the kids comfortable around you by bringing them snacks or letting them be reckless since you calmed Miguel down. The kids never understood how someone as sweet and lovely as you ended up with their scary, mean boss but they didn't question it too much since they genuinely enjoyed having you around.
You saw Miguel rubbing his temples, practically admitting defeat as he saw the way that you coddled the kids. He knew that he wouldn't win this argument, and if he did then he'd risk pissing you off and end up sleeping on the couch with the cat. "Hey, why don't you all let me talk this out with Miguel, yeah?" You told them, and you saw their faces lighten up with relief as they stepped out of the room. Even though Hobie had a clear face of disinterest, he kissed your cheek before he left. "Fanks luv. Hope to see you 'round more offen and take care of the angry cat," he told you, watching Miguel’s eyes narrow and his nostrils huff. "Hobart. Get your damn hands off my wife before I snap that guitar of yours in half," Miguel grumbled from behind you two and Hobie left the room with a cheshire grin on his face.
You were about to start reprimanding Miguel when you heard a low chuckle coming from a corner of the room, turning around to see Peter B Parker rolling on a chair as he entertained Mayday. "Peter, you too, please," you asked nicely, watching as he raised his hands in a defensive motion. "Yes ma'am, though I can't believe you're depriving me of having front row seats to show. Seems a bit much, no?" He replied, letting out a small chuckle as he carried Mayday in his arms. Even though Miguel could feel your anger seeping through, he still turned around and glared at Peter. "She told you to leave," he told him, his tone back to the same coldness it usually is, but Peter burst out laughing. Miguel rolled his eyes as he heard Peter's slippers squeak against the floor, the other man placing his hand on his shoulder. "Good luck, you're a dead man," he whispered loud enough for you to hear before walking away.
You saw Miguel gulp as he came to the realization that Peter was probably talking from experience from his countless arguments with MJ. Your brows furrowed as you looked at Miguel, feeling more disappointed than angry now. "How many times do we have to go over that they're not gonna learn if you keep snapping at them like that?" You asked him, your hands on your hips. It would've been funny if it weren't for the circumstances, that this behemoth of a man was getting reprimanded by someone who had to crane their neck to look at him properly. "Lo siento, nena. But they've been doing this shit for the past three days and it's frankly a miracle I didn't snap beforehand," he remarked, letting out a small sigh as he saw your brows furrow even further. (i’m sorry doll)
"Go apologize to them."
"No."
"Miguel."
"No."
“O’Hara.”
“No.”
"Then I guess no sex for you until you do."
"..Fine."
You were satisfied with his answer even though he expressed clear reluctance towards apologizing to them. You had appealed to his soft side, knowing that he found solace to coming home to you and having sex with you to get rid of any stresses during the day. Your sex life was already a bit strained from how much time he spent at work, so he couldn't afford to have you be mad at him. He enjoyed coming home to you, whether it be just to have a sweet make out session or having rough sex that would leave your legs all wobbly the next day. You watched as Miguel ran a hand through his hair, probably trying to push his pride aside to apologize to the group.
You walked with Miguel to where the group was at in the common room in silence, looking at him expectantly as he stood in front of the kids. He rubbed the back of his neck, clearly uncomfortable to have to be doing this as he turned around to face you. Your eyes could've turned into little daggers with the way you were looking at him, tapping your foot on the floor as you wait for him to start his apology. "So.. Uh.. I might've overreacted with what you all did in the cafeteria earlier. And I'm sorry for yelling at you all. Even if you did deserve it," he told them, mumbling the last part to himself as he clasped his hands together. You knew that he was half-assing this apology to get back on your good graces again but you decided to let it slide since it wouldn't come out better than that.
You turned to look at the kids, knowing that they also had a part to play in Miguel’s tantrum, and silently willed for them to apologize to him. The group started blabbering apologies when they saw the look you were giving them, Miles speaking the loudest since you reminded him of Rio when you did that. "I'm sorry for calling you a Dorito shaped mofo," he added after the group finished speaking and you could've sworn that the vein on Miguel’s forehead was two seconds away from bursting from how intensely he was frowning. Miguel saw the look on your face and his instantly relaxed, accepting the kids' apologies before he went back to work in his office.
You had spent about an hour at HQ, playing video games with the kids and checking up on Jess to see how she and the baby were doing. It was nice to engage with the people that your husband surrounded himself with all day, and seeing why they were all important to him. Even Lego Spider-Man, though you didn't understand the attachment he had towards the little guy. You went back home, thinking about a way to get back at Miguel since you weren't satisfied enough with his apology.
After a little while of going shopping at the mall, you ended up buying yourself a new set from Victoria Secret. You and Miguel hadn't been intimate for a while now, and while you did want to punish him, you also wanted to give him pleasure. You could tell that his tantrum wasn't only from the kids, since he'd been struggling to get up in the morning and had been forcing himself up by saying that the multiverse needed him. You went back home after you were satisfied with the items you'd bought for tonight, setting up the bedroom to your liking.
Miguel was surprised when he got back home, he wasn't expecting to be greeted with something so romantic especially after the way that he snapped around you. He could smell the fresh candle being burnt and he found himself instantly getting more relaxed the more he walked through the house. He stepped inside your shared bedroom, his eyes almost popping out of his head when he looked at you. You looked so precious.. Laying in bed waiting for him in your red lingerie. He felt like a teenage boy as his cock began to harden underneath the hologram just at the mere sight of you. "Oh wow, you look so go-" he started but he was quickly interrupted when you stood up, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Be good for me and lay down on the bed, yeah?"
If Miguel knew that he'd end up handcuffed to the bedpost, he wouldn't have bothered to comply so easily to your request. He was very touchy when it came to having sex, whether it was his hands gripping your hips or having his hands massage your breasts so this was an effective form of punishment. His final straw, however, was when you put a blindfold on him. "Y’know, this kinda defeats the purpose of getting all dolled up," he tried to argue but you simply responded with a laugh when you heard how far he was willing to reach. "Who said it was for you, guapo?" You asked, your nail scraping down his toned chest, a shiver running down his spine as you did. (handsome)
Your hand gently ghosted his cock and you couldn't help but watch how he thrusted his hips upwards, needing more than what you were giving him. You ran your thumb on his slit, licking the stripe of precum that his angry red tip was leaking out. "Please, don't tease me like this," he told you, his voice nearly a whimper as he did. "We're just getting started though," you replied condescendingly, your thumb gently tracing the vein running on the underside of his cock. He let out an agitated sigh as you continued to tease him, your fingers gently tracing his cock but never applying the pressure that he needed.
"Please, please. I'll never yell at them like that again! Just touch me," he pleaded, and you could tell that it took him a great deal to push his pride to the side in order to ask for that. "But I am touching you, Miguelito. I'm not sure what you want me to do," you respond, mocking the same tone that he was using. "Please! Just suck me already. I'll do anything you want, mi reina," he added on, more willing to beg in order to get what he needed. (my queen) You let out a small chuckle but you placed small kisses on his tip. You traced it with your tongue, licking off the precum that's sliding off from the sides. You slowly began to take him in your mouth, his breath hitching as you did.
You couldn't help but laugh as the man who had his fangs protruded earlier while he yelled at the group was now using them to claw at the handcuffs on him, his hips bucking into you desperately to get some release while he moaned out pathetically about how good you were treating him. You slowly took more of him in your mouth, bobbing your head as you worked his length in. It was always a bit of an adjustment given how big he was, but he enjoyed feeling as much of your mouth on him as possible. Your hand worked its way up and down his shaft in the place your mouth couldn't quite reach, your hand applying just the right pressure to having him writhing against the sheets.
You felt tears stinging your eyes as you took his entire length in, struggling to breathe as you tried to accommodate to his size. You started breathing through your nose to make things easier, his cock halfway down your throat. You released him from your mouth with a pop, a string of saliva connecting you to his cock. "Doing so good for me, mama," he whispered as he felt your mouth on him again, his hands tugging against the fluffy handcuffs. He would've preferred to have his hands all over your head as you took him, though he'd never force you, but he enjoyed the change in the power dynamic for now.
His orgasm quickly approached with how good you were sucking him off, your mouth wrapping around his cock perfectly. You could tell he was at his peak when his legs started to tremble and you quickly pulled away, watching as his chest deflated after having his orgasm taken away. He was about to protest when you took his blindfold off, a smirk playing on your lips. "I dunno, I guess I just don't believe how sorry you really are," you told him, keeping him in the handcuffs. "Please, please. I'm really sorry, nena. I'll never do it again," he blabbered, needing to feel some part of you on him. "Then show me just how sorry you are then."
Miguel ate you out like a man starved when you settled above his face, your plush thighs enclosing around his head as he started his ministrations. His tongue worked its way into your pussy, your juices leaking onto it as he did. He maintained eye contact with you as he sucked on your pussy, getting satisfied by how well you responded to his tongue. "Such a pretty mouth when you put it to better use," you moaned out, your hand gripping his hair tightly as your hips started to grind against his face. The way his nose hit your clit every time you did that only added more to the sensation, your hands intertwining tighter around the soft curls.
His mouth enclosed around your clit, flicking it with his tongue just the way that always had your toes curling before alternating with sucking your pussy. You looked down to see the bottom half of his face completely covered in spit and your juices but he delighted in how well he made you feel, his eyes shut as he basked in the taste of you. Your back arched as you felt him flick his tongue once more around your clit, the sensation making a shiver run down your spine. He let out a soft groan as he continued, the vibrations only adding onto the stimulation that you already felt. You felt your orgasm quickly approaching and your hips moved faster against his face, chasing your orgasm like you needed it to breathe. You felt your vision turn into spots as he took you over the edge, your juices completely soaking his face.
He quickly licked them off his lips and the corners of his mouth and you couldn't help but lean and kiss him. You sat down on his lap, gently running his cock up and down your folds as you looked at him sternly. "Do you think you've earned my pussy, cariño?" You asked, watching as he nods quickly. (darling) "Please. I've been so good for you," he pleaded, hoping that it would appeal to you. You tapped your finger on your chin, pretending you were deliberating about it before you faced him once more. "Are you gonna do it again?" You asked, awaiting his reaction. "No, no. I promise I won't do it again."
Once you were satisfied with his answer, you slowly started to sink down his cock, your walls enclosing around him perfectly. It was a bit of an adjustment given that he usually prepped you with his fingers beforehand, but you found yourself enjoying the sting a little bit. You slowly start taking more of him in, both of you letting out a hiss when you sink into him completely. You adjusted yourself to sit with your feet pressed against the bed for support as you slowly started to make your way up his cock before sinking down once more. "Oh god, so good," you mumbled, watching as Miguel tugged on the handcuffs with new vigor. "C'mon, I just bought those," you said with a small frown when Miguel ripped them off the bedpost, his hands going to grip your thighs. "I'll buy you as many handcuffs as you want," he whispered, his voice shaky as you continued to make your way up and down his cock.
The way your walls enveloped him felt like pure sin, the tightness only adding more to the sensation. He couldn't help but think of just how beautiful you looked in that moment: your lips parted in a 'o' shape as you rode him, your breasts bouncing every time you came back down, and the way your pussy just kept gushing around his cock. His mouth attached to your breasts, sucking on them and tugging on your areola gently. He could tell that your thighs were starting to feel the burn with how your thrusts began to slow down, so he held your hips and slowly started to thrust into you. He could respect the want that you had for dominance, but he knew that if he didn't help out, neither of you would end up properly satisfied.
"Right there, Miguel!" You moaned out, his cock hitting your g-spot perfectly as your nimble fingers rubbed on your clit desperately for some release. His thrusts started to get more erratic as he continued, borderline on sloppy as your thighs trembled from how good it felt. You felt your orgasm quickly approaching and you could tell that Miguel was headed that route too with the way you were gripping his cock. You bit down on his shoulder as you came, the sensation over flooding your senses when you did. Miguel let out a grunt as he felt you tighten around him once more, thick ropes of cum coating your pussy as he came.
The two of you laid down as you started to come down from your orgasms, letting the feeling of euphoria subside before any of you said anything. He got up and grabbed a rag from the bathroom, soaking it a bit before he started to clean you off. "I'm sorry that I snapped that way at them, I'll try my best not to let it happen again," he whispered, his apology genuine as he dragged the wet rag on your pussy. He didn't say he'd stop completely, but you appreciated the fact that he was at least willing to give it a try. "It's okay, mi amor. I’m sorry if I went too far," you replied causing him to let out a small chuckle. (my love) "You didn't go too far," he assured you, pressing a small kiss on your forehead before he went to go place the rag in the washing machine. He came back to bed and laid down with you, wrapping his arms around you as he drew small circles on your back while sleep overtook both of you.
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i think it would be so funny if sam and cas started saying i love you before dean and cas did.
sam is on the phone with cas in the bunker and they're on speakerphone because dean is also there and they are talking about a case. when they hang up sam says alright thanks cas, love you. and cas says i love you too, sam, and they hang up and sam goes to get up and go do something else, but he catches dean staring at him and is like what. dean is like "so um." clears his throat. "so that's a thing you guys say now?" and sam is like "what thing." because he's been saying i love you to cas for months or years so he barely registers it anymore. and dean is looking at him like he just announced he was retiring to become a stand up comedian and says, "you just said i love you. to cas. you guys. you guys said. do you-- i mean. you said i love you to cas. i didn't imagine that, did i?" and sam is like "oh yeah well. i love him. he's my friend. i love you is a thing friends say to each other." and dean stares harder and says, "i've never heard you say i love you to anyone. you've barely said it to me." and sam is like "yeah well we're not exactly like that, are we. you've never said it to me, either. but cas-- well, cas is my best friend, you know? and i do love him. so why shouldn't i say it?" when dean still looks unconvinced, he adds, "hey, you said i love you to charlie, right? well, cas is my charlie". that seems to get dean's brain working. "okay. okay, so, you guys are like. best friends. but i thought i was his best friend." "well dean, i don't know what to tell you. if you wanna tell cas you lo-" but dean cuts him off to ask, suddenly, "wait, is cas gay?" and sam is like what. and dean is like "you said he was like charlie." and sam says, exasperated, "dean, that's not what i meant. charlie was more than that, and so is cas. i just meant that i love him like you loved charlie." dean doesn't seem to be listening though, and he deadpans again, "so, is cas gay?" sam is so confused by the direction the conversation has taken and he's like "i don't know, dean, maybe. i-- i don't know, it's none of my business." that seems to set something off in dean though, and he gets up abruptly with a see ya sam and strides off to his room.
once there he sits on his bed, closes his eyes and says, cas, get in here. i need to talk to you, it's urgent. he's not surprised when cas appears out of thin air to his left. he doesn't even flinch. instead he stands up to face cas.
"you said i love you to sam," dean says. no hello, no thanks for dropping by. "earlier, on the phone. you guys said i love you."
"i... yes? i do love your brother." cas seems appropriately confused, but dean doesn't care.
"ok. ok. is sam your best friend?"
"dean, you said this was urgent."
"it is urgent. is sam your best friend?"
"i-- i don't know. he is a good friend."
"because i thought i was your best friend."
"i don't know, dean," cas says, exasperated. "i like you both. you are both my best friends."
"but you love sam. you just said. oh and by the way, i just had a talk with sam, and he loves you as a friend."
"i know that, dean."
"so if we're both your best friends--which is bullshit by the way. sam isn't the one who watches movies with you and stays up talking with you and has that... bond, or whatever, with you. but, if we're both your best friends. then do you love me?"
cas opens and closes his mouth, furrows his eyes, then finally says, "yes, dean."
"okay, well that didn't sound very convincing. do you love me? cause i love you."
cas' eyes widen a bit at that, then he smiles a tiny smile in the corner of his mouth and says, "i love you too, dean."
"okay. good. glad we cleared that up."
there's a pause in which dean keeps picking at his fingernails and worrying at his lip, cas awkwardly waiting for a sign that the conversation is over. dean decides that it's not over.
"i love you more than sam does," he blurts out, searching cas' eyes for... something. "he said he loves you like i loved charlie. i don't love you like charlie."
"oh," is all cas says.
"i love you like. like. like ren and stimpy. like mulder and scully. like butter and bread.
"oh," is all cas says again.
they stare at each other for about half a minute, then dean says, "ok. good talk."
and cas says, "i have to go. i was doing research in a private library in marrakesh."
"right. you should get back to that."
there's a flutter of wings and cas is gone.
they haven't cleared anything up, not really, but when they hang up the phone now, dean says i love you, and cas says, like butter and bread.
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The League of Morons vs A Summer Camp
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All right, so I love the hell out of this nonsense and I want to talk about the Vanguard's plan and how ridiculous it was.
First, most of the crew showed up a night early and…well, then what?  That first night, Dabi says they’re still waiting on a few more people to arrive.  Okay, so what are you all doing here already?
Did Kurogiri warp them back to the bar after they’d gotten a look at the place?  Scouted the area a bit?  You needed seven people for that? Were they that bored waiting for Twice, Compress, and the Nomu to show up?  What were they doing in the 24 hours between this part and the actual attack?  Standing on that cliff and muttering,  “Heroes…”?
Was Toga all, "Guys, I'm tired. Can we go back to the bar already?"
Spinner: "No, as villain protocol dictates, we must stand here menacingly for a minimum of twelve hours."
Dabi: Fuck you, I'm going to bed.
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Except for being a scare tactic, having Dabi start a fire was mostly unnecessary. Their goal was to further weaken society's faith in heroes by targeting UA students, so you'd think he'd be a little more proactive in...well, actually harming someone. As it happened, the fire really only to served to announce there was an attack happening.
But I’ll throw the Vanguard a bone here and say this was Spinner’s doing.  Like their original plan was to start a massive fire that would consume both classes and all the heroes in a singular tragedy, but then Spinner said,  “Hey, pump the breaks, people.  We’re here to uphold Stain’s ideals about toppling the corrupt Hero culture.  Do we really want mass child murder as part of our brand?” Sure, he wanted to go after Iida, but he was a specific target since he was on Stain's hit list.
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The two copies Twice made of Dabi were virtually useless in a fight since Vlad and Aizawa both took him out so quickly it was embarrassing.  And yet he’s apparently a big enough threat that No. 1 and No 2. can’t handle him.  Go fig.
Endeavor/Hawks:  Oh, no, he’s too strong…
Aizawa/Vlad:  Listen here, you little shit!
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Muscular goes and reveals their plan even though he didn’t have to.  They all saw the Sports Festival, they knew what Bakugo looked like, and yet here he is asking Deku where he he can find Bakugo as if he was going to answer him.  Yes, he didn’t think there was any harm in telling him since his plan was to kill Deku anyway, but alerting UA to the fact they were looking to kidnap someone is still just hubris.
Going after Bakugo in the first place was a dumb idea.  We can probably credit that one to Shigaraki because only he would look at the violently temperamental teenager raging on national television and think,  “Yes, he seems like a reasonable person to negotiate with.”
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Gonna drop in some actual light criticism here: Given the inequality issues that arise in the series later, targeting the heteromorph students for recruitment purposes would have been a smarter move for the LoV.  They’re all part of a demographic that has a justified reason for being dissatisfied with society, so there would have been a believable chance of the LoV thinking they could sway some people to their side.
But hey, the League of Villains was on a learning curve. Give 'em a break.
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He totally saw Aoyama here.  Or at least he heard him because he clocked that there was something weird about that bush and he was going to go check it out…and then Twice distracted him and Dabi has an total ADHD moment and forgets what he was doing.
And it's not because Aoyama was the spy. Nobody in the Vanguard knew.
1.) Shigaraki says he tried and couldn't figure out where the camp was, but AFO figured it out relatively quickly. So if even his successor doesn't know who the spy was or called on that resource, then why would AFO tell anyone else in the group?
2.) Moonfish, Muscular, and Mustard were all apprehended, but none of them ratted out Aoyama, as someone with nothing left to lose would. Neither did Kurogiri when he was later apprehended, but that one may have been a loyalty matter. So I think this was a case of AFO saying, "I have a source of info and you don't need to know who it is." Because at the end of the day, AFO is an arrogant narcissist who's definitely not placing all his eggs in one basket. Aoyama wouldn't be an easy spy to replace, so of course AFO would want to limit any chances of him being exposed.
So this was Dabi's screw up.
Speaking of forgetting things, Dabi also straight up forgot they had a Nomu because he thanked Twice for reminding him they had a Nomu.
Sir....how the hell do you forget you have a Nomu?
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Toga was supposed to get blood from at least three people.  She failed.
Twice had a simple job. Create clones. He succeeded, but the only two he made were Dabi and I refer you to the previous point on how useless they were.
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Spinner and Magne’s roles were a diversion. Distract the Wild, Wild Pussycats and give everyone else the opening to find and kidnap Bakugo.
They did pretty well. Up until the point they were almost caught and Kurogiri had to bail them out. Also Spinner lugged the giant, over-the-top blade contraption all the way there only for Deku to destroy it.
However, they do deserve some credit for making probably the best strategic decision of the group that night, and that was taking out Pixie Bob. We saw on the first day of the camp that she was able to hold back a class of twenty students with an army of earth creatures she was simultaneously controlling. That would have been a huge problem, so for the purposes of their team, good on them for removing that obstacle.
Underrated squad members right here.
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Mustard was a legitimate threat for same reasons Dabi and his fire was a threat, plus he brought a firearm into the fight. (I want to know what the other villains thought when they saw that.)
But instead of putting him in the center of the fight where he could do some significant harm, they placed him on the outliers and all he did was knock some students unconscious and everybody made a full physical recovery, showcasing the gas he emitted wasn’t all that lethal and didn't cause any long-term complications. (Again, maybe this was Spinner's idea of Stain's ideology on not indiscriminately massacring children. "Guys, I'm telling you! That's fucked up!")
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The Nomu (effectively brain dead without orders) did more damage than any of them, which makes the previous point that Dabi forgot they had it even funnier.
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And finally, Mr. Compress was missing for half the night and then almost came in clutch by fulfilling their main objective plus extra credit, only to nearly blow it with his showboating. Seriously, they could have gotten away with both Bakugo and Tokoyami had they just booked it while the going was good.
But no, Compress had to make a dramatic production of it. When he first snatched the kids, he could have just left and Deku and company would have had no idea what happened. Had he just kept his mouth shut and left, they wouldn't have known he even existed. Then as the Vanguard members were leaving through the warp gates, he goes and does it again, giving Aoyama enough time to fire at them with his navel laser, something that also could have bee avoided had Dabi just checked the fucking bush!
The Vanguard Action Squad won by sheer dumb luck and their collective incompetence actually succeeding is the most hilarious thing about this arc. In the end, three members of their crew were arrested.  (Although I think everyone was secretly relieved they lost Moonfish.  Even if he was on my side, I’d be actively worried that guy would kill and eat me in my sleep.)
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Yet this self-important twerp is smiling like they actually did something to be proud of here.  All Dabi really accomplished personally was grab a marble (coincidentally the correct marble) before Shouto could, which is borderline more standard older sibling behavior than actual villainy. He literally lost two separate fights in one night and called it a win.
This arc was a five episode Scooby-Doo trap going wrong and succeeding.
Seriously, I hope that after the warp gates closed, they all just looked at each other and immediately started calling each other out on everything. Like Dabi slapped Compress upside the head and asked him what he'd been thinking having 'one last bow' before they got away. Spinner yelling at Dabi about how the clones did nothing. And there's Bakugo all, "I can't believe I've been kidnapped by a gaggle of morons."
Fake it till you make it at its finest.
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joedirtymadre · 20 days
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u want requests? I GOTCHU
how bout yuji x reader smut where the reader gets hit w a technique that acts like an aphrodisiac (it’s typical ik but i wanna read one w yuji😔)
to make things more spicy hb yuji and the reader are rivals? (you can leave that out if u want)
THANK UUUU 😫🙏
Aphrodisiac Attack
YUJI X READER! SMUT!
(Just gonna say one thing as to why it’s been a while. College.)
“I can’t believe they paired me up with you,” you sighed as you slowly scouted the area. “Why? Scared that I’ll show you up?” Yuji snickered as he followed you. “Yeah, ok. More like scared that you’ll ruin my reputation of having zero casualties on my assignments,” you pointed out. “Zero casualties? Like I’ll believe that,” Yuji rolled his eyes. “Say what you want four-eyes, but it’s the truth,” you smirked as you turned into a dark eroded hallway.
“Four-eyes?” He asked. “Yep, you plus that Pokémon you caught," you said. “Who are you calling a Pokémon, woman?” You heard the dark voice boom. You turned and noticed the small mouth on Yuji’s cheek. “You see what happens when you open that big mouth, this guy pops out…” Yuji said as he smacked his cheek, covering Sukuna. “Not my fault he couldn’t take the joke,” you laughed.
You both continued scouting the area. “Are you sure that there’s a cursed spirit here? Seems pretty empty,” Yuji pointed out. “Why would Ijichi be wrong about this?” You asked, while shaking your head. “Well there’s noth-“ you quickly interrupted him as you stopped and held out our arm, signaling him to stop. You stopped and listened closely then you heard footsteps from the floor above you.
You turn to Yuji who nods, and you both begin running to the stairs. While reaching the top floor you were met with a bunch of smaller level spirits. “I’ll take care of these guys, go find that other one we heard,” you explained. “Whatever you say boss,” he said as he ran off. You stayed back and dealt with the other spirits.
(Too lazy to write about a fight 😗)
You let out a sigh of relief, “Man there were a few more than I thought there’d be.” You continued walking down the hallway, wondering where the hell Yuji is. “Don’t tell me he got taken down,” you sighed. Out of nowhere the wall next to you exploded. You stepped back from the blast, and tried to see through the dust what caused it.
“Looove~” you heard from the blast. As the dust settled you noticed a large grotesque spirit, you scouted around for Yuji but he was nowhere to be seen. “Where is he?” You asked yourself. Before taking out your weapon you were suddenly engulfed in a strange mist. “Loove~ Loove~” the spirit cooed as it turned to face you. “Loove~!” The monster cried out before charging towards you.
You tried to dodge the charge, but you couldn’t move. Your legs felt weak, ready to fall at any second. Instead you braced for impact, “(Y/N)!” You heard. You were then carried off your feet and able to miss the spirit’s charge. “Why the hell were you just standing there?” Yuji asked as he held you steadily in his arms. “I-I don’t know… that cursed spirit let out a mist and I couldn’t move,” you explained. But something else was wrong, being pressed up against Yuji burns like crazy.
“P-Put me down, take care of that thing,” you said, trying to control your composure. “Even after saving you, you’re still bossing me around? Why didn’t you take care of that thing?” He asked when placing you in the corner. “Cause it was your job in the first place! Not my fault that thing escaped from you,” you frowned. “Yeah, yeah… just a little slippery is all,” he chuckled. You rolled your eyes, and watched as he ran back into the red mist.
You sat there, trying to control your breath. You hugged yourself trying to comfort yourself as you dealt with whatever that cursed spirit released. “Is this some kind of poison? But I don’t feel sick, I just feel weak and hot?” You told yourself.
Yuji finally came back and sat next to you. “Man, that thing was so annoying. Just kept shouting love, love, and love… and then the mist was so thick I couldn’t see through it,” he let out a deep sigh. You could only nod, not wanting him to catch on to your state. “Anyways, let’s get out of here,” he said as he slowly stood up. You nodded, trying your hardest to make your legs work.
You finally picked yourself up, and took a step. “Hey come on slow poke, or else I’ll leave you behi- Hey are you alright?” Yuji asked, turning his attention to you. “I-I’m fine,” you squeaked. You tried taking another step, but tripped. “Woah!” Yuji called out, before catching you. “Ah!” You let out, feeling your body tremble. “Hey you’re shaking! Are you hurt?” He asked, worriedly as he wrapped his arms around you keeping you stable.
His touch felt like a furnace, “I don’t know, that spirit’s mist had some weird effect… Now my body is acting strange,” you said softly. “Hey it’ll be alright, let me carry you to Ijichi. We’ll get you checked out by the medics,” he explained. He slowly removed his arms, but you grabbed onto his jacket. “N-No, I’m fine! I just need some time for it to wear off,” you explained. “Are you sure?” He asked. “Yeah, but… can you keep h-holding m-me… It helps,” you said, feeling your face heat up. “Oh… uhh, s-sure,” he said awkwardly, as he wrapped his arms around you again.
You both sat back down in the corner, you somehow ended up on Yuji’s lap as he held you. You suddenly got a whiff of a nice scent, “Yuji, did you put on some cologne today?” You asked, as you moved yourself closer to his neck. “I-I-I don’t t-think so…” he squeaked as his face and neck turned very red. “You smell really nice,” you said as you nuzzled into his neck. “A-Ah… you sure you’re f-feeling alright?” He stuttered.
Yuji’s POV
What the hell is wrong with (Y/N)?? She’s on my lap pressed up against me, and… it feels nice. She’s usually mean and a bit mouthy, but now she’s cuddled up on me. “You’re slow, kid,” Sukuna popped out on my cheek. “Huh??” I asked. “That cursed spirit you took care of right now was releasing an aphrodisiac. That’s how it would deal with you sorcerers, by making you so weak from its mist,” he explained. My eyes widened, “So that’s why she’s acting like this?” My voice cracked. “I- What?” (Y/N) asked as her face turned red.
“You’re horny woman, I don’t know how else to explain it. Lucky for you, I have centuries of experience,” Sukuna said as he stuck out his tongue. I saw the look of embarrassment and nervousness on her face. “Shut up Sukuna, and go away. You’re freaking her out, we’ll figure this out,” I said as I smacked my cheek. “Your loss, if you wanted her for yourself that’s all you had to say,” he laughed before reverting back into my cheek.
(Your POV)
“Y-Yuji what am I gonna do?” You asked, squirming in his lap. “W-What if…” he trailed off. “I help relieve you,” he finished, having a serious look on his face. “R-Relieve me?” You stuttered. “Just to help this curse pass, and we won't ever bring it up again,” he explained. “I- but…” you said hesitatantly, as you avoided his eyes. “Trust me. I know we bicker and fight, but I need you to trust me right now,” he said as he cupped my face. “A-Alright then… but if you tell anyone I’ll kill you,” you blushed. He chuckled, causing your lower stomach to knot up.
He slowly pulled you into a kiss, you both tensed once you made contact. A few more seconds pass and you both slowly relax, feeling him deepen the kiss. You gasped into the kiss as you felt his hands roam towards your rear. “It’s fine, just relax into it. I’ll stop if you don’t like it,” he reassured you. You nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck. You started to feel a warm sensation in between your legs. “Turn around, and sit,” he whispered in your ear. You felt goosebumps across your skin, and followed his words.
You turned around and sat in between his legs. He quickly placed a hand on the inside of your thigh, rubbing slowly making sure you’re comfortable. His other hand grazed the hem of your top, asking for permission to keep going. You placed your hand over his and guided it inside of your top and straight to your breast. “I’m not glass Yuji, I trust you… so just touch me already!” You said nervously, feeling your ears burn hot.
“A-Alright!” His voice cracked as his shaking hands moved towards your body. You flinched when his hands softly cupped your breast. “Hot…” you said as you bit your lip. You noticed as the more Yuji squeezed and held your breast the more confident he became. You gasped as you felt a kiss on the back of your neck, and felt his hands become rougher. You pressed your legs together, trying to calm the throbbing sensation between your thighs. Suddenly you felt a hand trail down your shirt and noticed his hand slowly slip inside your shirt. Your breath hitched as you felt his fingers graze up your skin towards your breast.
“God you’re so beautiful,” he whispered. As you feel yourself drip. He then cupped your right breast, as he played with your breast. You trembled as his left hand roamed down to your inner thigh. “Never imagined you making a face like that… I like it,” he said softly. You felt your ears burn and stared nervously at the hand that laid so close to the hem of your skirt. “C-Can I keep going?” Yuji asked nervously. You bit your lip and slowly nodded, “G-Go slow,” your voice cracked. “Ok,” he replied.
Your breath hitched as you felt his hand slowly slid under your skirt. You spread your legs slightly encouraging him to continue. You felt his hand tremble as his fingertips pressed against your pantie. You let out a soft moan, and quickly slapped your hand over your mouth. Yuji quickly removed his hand from your breast to your wrist, forcing you to remove your hand from your mouth. “I want to hear,” he said huskily.
You let out a high pitched moan from his other hand rubbing up and down your pantie. “God you‘ve soaked through these,” he chuckled. You squirmed under his touch, he returned his other hand from your wrist to your breast. “S-Stop teasing…!” You choked out. You heard him chuckle, “Do you think in your state you can still boss me around?” You turned to see a mischievous smirk on his face. You then felt your panties be pulled to the side, a little too roughly as Yuji ripped them. “Y-You dumb- Ah!” You interrupted yourself as you felt Yuji’s hot fingers play with your throbbing clit. “I don’t like that attitude,” he whispered into your ear.
You felt his free hand move your face towards him, and were quickly attacked by his lips. The kiss was sloppy, rough, but felt so good. You let out a moan when you felt his fingers slip into your sloppy core. “Fuck, it’s so fucking wet and hot. You’re so fucking hot,” he said inbetween the kiss. You sat there, allowing this man to do whatever he pleases. Unable to control your body or mind. “M-More!” You squeaked out. Yuji smirked at your words and nodded.
Suddenly his hands stopped, you felt his fingers slip out of your core, already missing the sensation. You whimpered from the sudden loss, looking back to see him taking his coat off. “Yuji?” You asked as you watched him lay down his coat. Suddenly you were thrown onto your back feeling his coat embrace you. You blushed as you watched him hover over you, looking disheveled and each breath hitched as his eyes glanced up and down your body. “God you’re so beautiful,” he said before quickly reinserting his fingers into your pussy.
You threw your head back in ecstasy, spreading your legs even wider. “Who knew the tough and amazing sorceress (Y/N), was such a dirty slut,” he smirked as he picked up the pace. “Yuji more! Please!” You begged. “You want something else?” He asked. You nodded and watched as he slowly removed his fingers, moving towards his zipper and slowly pulling down his pants. Your eyes widened as you saw the large cock break free from his constraint. “This enough for you?” He asked. You slowly nodded, and held your arms out. He chuckled and leaned down, as you gently pulled him into a soft kiss wrapping your arms around his neck. You relaxed as his hands softly rubbed your sides in assurance.
As you two broke the kiss, he stared into your eyes. “Are you positive?” He asked. You stared back into his for a few seconds, before slowly nodding your head. “I’m sure,” you softly smiled. “I’ll be gentle, I promise,” he smiled as he kissed you. You noticed his nervous gaze as he placed himself at your entrance, you placed a hand on his arm causing him to glance up at you. You smiled in reassurance, you then watched as he slowly thrusted inside. You felt your face contort as your insides were being stretched and filled. “S-Slow!” You choked out. “O-Ok,” he stuttered.
“There, I’m all in,” Yuji said with a worried expression. You laid there, trying to catch your breath. “W-Wait…” you whispered. Yuji slowly leaned forward and kissed your face, “Take your time,” he said softly.
After a few minutes you finally became adjusted to his size, “O-Ok, I’m ready,” you said softly. “Alright, tell me to stop if it’s too much,” he said as you nodded in response. You felt his cock slowly thrust in and out, feeling your insides burn from the sensation. “Faster…” you let out. You saw him smirk, and you threw your head back from his rough thrust. Your mind became hazy again, as he quickened his pace. His thrusts are so rough and quick, but still gentle.
The abandoned halls echoing your moans. “God you’re so beautiful (Y/N). I can do this forever,” he grunted. Your body jolted as you felt his fingers graze over your clit. “Your body is so hot and sensitive,” he smirked as your legs shook from his touch. “S-Slow… feel hot!” You whined. However, this only made him more energetic as you felt his thrusts become more rapid and rougher.
You cried out as you felt him begin to rub your clit, in rapid circular motions. You threw your head back as you felt a sudden wave rush through your body. “Y-Yuji~” you gasped, as you gripped his shoulders. “F-Fuck… I’m cumming,” he groaned before doing a few more thrusts before pulling out, cumming on your stomach. You watched as Yuji fell over beside you, before your vision became darker and darker.
You slowly opened your eyes, and realized you were in your dorm room. Your eyes slowly landed on the figure sleeping beside you. Yuji was half on the floor and half on your bed, probably from waiting for you to wake up.
You reached over and placed your hand on his head and softly played with his hair. You noticed his eyes slowly open, lifting his head to face you. You saw him softly smile, “You’re awake,” he said. You nodded, “Come on up,” you said as you scooted over. “Y-You sure?” He asked nervously. You nodded, “Yep, come here,” you said as you helped him into bed with you. You both stared at each other. “Are you ok? You’re not… upset? Or hurt?” He asked softly. “I’m sore, but I’m fine… I’m at least glad… I was with you today…” you blushed.
You stared at him, seeing the light bulb go off in his head. “R-Really?” He asked, speechless. You nodded slowly, “So you like me?” He asked with a sly smile. “Get out of my room,” you groaned as you rolled over. “No! No, I’m just teasing… I like you too (Y/N),” he whispered as he wrapped his arm around you. “… Then I guess you can stay…” you said softly. Before drifting back to sleep.
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ninicaise · 1 year
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i bet damen was such a romantic to a loser degree of romantic even before falling in love with laurent. i bet he was always like 'of course i know what love is! i fall in love all the time' and he's talking about like the blonde courtier of the week.
the funniest thing about this is the idea that he understands he's Actually in love for real this time through the most layered and mentally ill sex of all time with the most virginal non-virgin person of all time. with the most emotionally constipated and sexually repressed cunt you have ever fucking met. laurent was literally shaking like a bug eyed purse dog about to bite his fingers off the entire time he was under damen and damen was like 'it's never like this 🥺 i've never felt like this before🥺' the entire fucking time. AND he is actually nervous. damianos of akielos is having sex with an emotional virgin and he is fumbling with the lube thinking 'god i hope he doesn't think i'm a loser' like damen that is absolutely the last thing laurent is thinking about in this moment. then damen wakes up the next day thinking actually that's the best sex he's ever had and then he maintains that stance until the next time he sleeps with the same guy.
and like yes damen was a slave at the time and yes laurent was very erratic emotionally speaking that night and yes there was a very messy fucked up identity sideplot going on at the time and yes laurent did fuck like a virgin. but he's LAURENT!!!!! most important boy in the world!!!!!!! nononono nik listen i was wrong before THIS is love. yes i know i say that all the time but this time i mean it nikandros you don't understand this is different. laurent is different. laurent is special. laurent is literally bad at sex. i dont want to sleep with anyone other than him ever again. nik listen i lov e him nik
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fairytale-poll · 6 months
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ROUND 2D, MATCH 1 OUT OF 8
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Propaganda Under the Cut:
Once Upon a Time (in Space):
She spent decades searching every moon and planet trying to find her wife (Rose), who was kidnapped on their wedding day. Eventually, she found Rose, and they embraced, only for Rose to die in Cinder's arms. And so Cinder killed the king who had kidnapped Rose by punching through his chest and into his heart.
And then Cinder got a somewhat happy ending, in which she met Rose's clone who had Rose's memories.
What if Cinderella was a Sci-Fi lesbian? Well here she is. She has a whole love song about searching the stars for her girlfriend after their wedding was interrupted and she was taken away. She spends years searching only to when she finally finds and embraces her watch her be shot. Cinders is so devastated by this that she plunges her wedding ring into the heart of the man who shot her love killing him.
Lesbian space princess who elopes with the terrifying soldier who was previously conquering her planet and spends decades searching for her when they're separated. Listen to her song https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=6w9V-gMgBF4
I think the way she punches the evil king through the heart as revenge for her wife is pretty neat.
She’s a revolutionary married to a woman, what’s not to love? From Cinders’ Song: “ When I was a little girl, my mother always told me / "Someday your prince will come, my love" / But as I grew, I knew it was a princess who would hold me”.
her girlfriend got cloned and most of said clones were brutally slaughtered in war and she searched for her girlfriend all throughout the galaxy and when they were finally reunited on the battlefield her girlfriend died. and a clone of her girlfriend who due to technical errors retained her memories, so does that count as the same girlfriend? theseus's girlfriend? anyway vote for cinders she's been through hell
Lesbian!! Has to search for her lost love Rose with her glass wedding ring that changes color when its near its partner!! Gets to embrace Rose once again for one final moment before the villain kills Rose right in front of her!! So Cinders kills him in return!! And she's left as (almost) the only surviving main character from her own album but!! She is eventually reunited with a clone of Rose, and while they cannot have a truly 'happy ever after' together they are the ones graced with the closest thing to it
SPACE LESBIANS (she's in love with Rose Red, who gets kidnapped on their wedding day and Cinders searches the galaxy to find her, waiting for her white ring to turn crimson, indicating that its twin was near) She took her name from the ashes of her burning planet <3 She also killed Old King Cole >:)
shes a tragic lesbian and killed a violent dictator shes literally the best
shes gay shes traumatized she dates both rose red and sleeping beauty. badass space wanderer looking for her wife
Her wife Rose gets kidnapped on their wedding day and Cinders spend the next thirty years looking for her. She finds her (:D) and then Rose dies (D:) and then Cinders kills the guy who killed Rose (girlboss).
shes a lesbian. she lost her wife, Rose (yes, as in sleeping beauty) the day they got married bc she was kidnapped. she spent 20 YEARS looking for her. as soon as she found her wife, Rose DIED IN HER ARMS. Cinders has gone through Too Much to lose this poll
(Her info from the wiki) the Princess of a planet burnt by King Cole's army, after it is ceded by her stepmother. She is imprisoned, meets Rose and plans to marry her. She is released by her godmother for the wedding, then flees when the attack happens, spending thirty years looking for Rose. Her half of the wedding ring will light up when she finds Rose.
"When I was a little girl, my mother always told me 'Someday your prince will come, my love' But as I grew, I knew it was a princess who would hold me I looked to the stars for you, my love" She's lesbian Cinderella IN SPACE. She fell in love with her wife in prison and they ran away to have a secret marriage but the empire kidnapped Rose on their wedding night and Cinders had to leave her behind. She searches for Rose for decades with the glass ring that guides her to its twin on her wife's finger. She finally reunites with her love after Rose rips three supersoldiers to pieces with her bare hands (hot) but then then the evil king kills Rose so Cinders fucking punches through his heart. And then a clone of Rose (who is also lesbian Sleeping Beauty IN SPACE) finds her cradling her wife's body and they have a happy reunion(?) and maybe they didn't have a happy ending BUT WHAT IF THEY HAD EACH OTHER? HUH? AAAAAH
she’s everything. she’s a princess from a long since conquered planet. she was imprisoned to make a statement of the brutal reign of old king cole. she met her wife while she was in prison, a beautiful brutal soldier covered in scars from battles. cinders and rose fell in love, so cinders’ godmother in white broke her out of jail so rose and cinders could be together. they were going to be married, except that OLD KING COLE intervened and kidnapped rose to make her the genetic base of his unholy army. so cinders spends THIRTY YEARS searching the galaxies for her love (and sings a really cool song about it called “Cinders’ Song”) until finally she arrives during the final battle just in time to see old king cole SHOOT ROSE DEAD. so cinders punches the king so hard (with her wedding ring) that he just Crumples Into Dust. the end! (no we do not talk about the fiction.)
lesbian, for one, and for two i don't really care i just think it'd be cool if she got in/if she made it past the first round
no one seems to have linked cinder’s song yet, so here [Link]
better yet, listen to the whole album too, for context and also what comes after. it slaps and also tragedy it's such a good album suhc a good band too
Someone already sent the song as propaganda, so I will provide SPOILER propaganda. [Click link to see spoilers.]
The Lunar Chronicles:
Linh Cinder:
Her glass slipper is her prosthetic foot. She's a cool badass mechanic queen. She's named Cinder because her aunt set her on fire as a toddler but she survived. She's a a cool cyborg with psychic powers, and she's also a really good mechanic.
She's a cyborg and she's from the Moon
She is a badass mechanic who is also a cyborg and did not intend to get dragged into this mess. She becomes a fugitive of the law, running from the prince who is also her romantic interest and is just objectively the best.
I love a sarcastic character and I love a good confrontation scene and she's great with both
she's a cyborg she's a mechanic she's a princess she's a fugitive she's the best.
She's a mechanic she's the lunar princess she has two prosthetic limbs she's supposed to be dead. Her best friend is an android who's a fangirl of her boyfriend (Kai, the emperor). Her ball was actually her showing up to keep Kai from getting seduced by her aunt (who's queen of the moon) and then killed. Instead of losing her slipper she just lost her entire foot. (That's all just in the first book.)
look man, if you've read tlc you know why but if not: cinder here goes through a lot, from living in a shitty household to leading a rebellion and witnessing what's practically a massacre (TWICE), getting stabbed in the mc'freaking heart and surviving, being a wanted fugitive, Oh, and also, she loses her goddamn FOOT instead of a glass slipper lol (albeit the foot is a prosthetic, which i might've forgotten to add, her left arm and (i think) leg are metal due to getting BURNED as a toddler by her somewhat power hungry aunt)
She's SO cool she's a mechanic and really clever and also an amputee and her prosthetics are very cool and she has fun space adventures with her little gang of found family and is also the heir to the crown on the moon and is trying to get control of it from her aunt (who's a dictator) so she can help the moon people be less oppressed! tl;dr she's a girlboss
She literally got set on fire. Shes a cyborg. Shes such a girl boss that her love interest kept her severed prosthetic foot as a memento. She is a revolutionary [against her will] and a politician [also against her will]. Shes a skilled mechanic, and called the queen of a super-powerful alien race with the ability to manipulate people’s perceptions of reality ugly TO HER FACE. Queen does not give a shit and just wants to hang out with her robot bestie and her dork ass boyfriend who is also the leader of an entire country. Shes iconic, she is the moment.
she's a teenage cyborg who works as a mechanic and is secretly royalty - a badass and i love her!!
Kickbutt cyborg Cinderella princess
Cyborg and mechanic is a fun new twist on classic Cinderella! (At least when I read it and it was new). Plus she’s got her Prince/Emperor all wrapped around her fingers before the ball!
she's cool as fuck that's why!! cyborg cinderella in a cool-ass future sci-fi world, she doesn't have glass slippers so she loses her ill-fitted cybernetic foot, she has a gun in her cyborg hand (mostly uses nonlethal projectiles), she has cool sci-fi magic mind powers, she's from the moon, she's a mechanic & she's smart as hell, she literally forms a ragtag team of other fairytale inspired characters & dethrones the evil queen of the lunar monarchy. also her prince charming is cool & funny & they're so sickeningly in love their feelings could power the sun. anyway vote Cinder ✨️
cinder is a mixed cyborg mechanic who has acquired beef with both her stepmother (adopted) and her bio aunt (tyrant queen levanna) and manages to escape their attempts to keep her down (including arson when she was like. 3 years old) and ultimately overthrows her aunt in a revolution lead by her and the other fairytale retellings (red riding hood and wolf, rapunzel and her ‘prince’, and her cousin snow white and her prince) and establishes a democracy! i enjoyed the series growing up and i personally think that cinder is very cool :]
The first book in The Lunar Chronicles is a retelling of cinderella, and my gosh it’s amazing. Cinder is a cyborg and faces a lot of prejudice, and it’s interesting to see that even in the future, where the book is set, there’s still so much discrimination, and Cinder faces it so well. She’s smart and snarky, and has such character growth and cares so much and akhjfqwthbj
shes cinderella if cinderella was a cyborg and also secretly an alien moon princess. fucking amazing series everyone should read it. It's very common for Cinderella retelling that "girlboss" her end up sending the weird message that victims of abuse should simply stand up for themselves <3 I really like Cinder because she's spunky and snaps at her stepmother, but it doesn't. do her any good? It just makes her stepmother worse. Also one of her stepsisters is nice, I love Peony.
Cyborg Cinderella, long-lost princess of the moon, revolutionary against the evil queen.
she’s a cyborg! instead of losing her shoe on the steps of the palace her entire foot comes off 👍 thats hard as fuck she’s so cool
I have to say this now, because I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to share this story for ages now, because it’s so amazing. Not only did Marissa Meyer, author of the Lunar Chronicles and creator of Linh Cinder, start off her writing journey as a Sailor Moon fanfiction author, but I have a second-account story of how amazing and nice she is... [Click link to read the rest of it]
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How bout possessive Shigaraki & Dabi x male reader?
Where the reader has been hanging around other people besides the LoV and the two are getting jealous. Extremely jealous.
ahhhh, tysm !! this request makes me so happy, and i hope you enjoy this one!!! have a great day or night! (⌒‐⌒)💙.
I accidently posted it while I was still working on it, I love how cool my fast ass fingers are /J
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⭐️> A bit of a masochist Shiggy and Dabi...
🌱> Proofread ?- ❌️
⭐️> A tad bit of yandere- ish behavior.
🌱> Reader is kind of a male bitch.
⭐️> SFW(-ish)
🌱> Type - Not even sure (🫧)
⭐️> I'm not even sure if this makes sense, but we'll roll with it.
🌱> Reader has a teleportation quirk.
FEM ALIGNED DNI. ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃 ˑ ִֶ`✦ ˑ ִֶ
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A beautiful green landscape was next to you whilst sitting in the train looking out of the window, your friend sitting next to you chatting about whatever. You weren't listening at this point being zoned out.
It wasn't like you were thinking about anything or anyone at the moment.
Just the type of zoned out where you would stare at nothingness until it gets blurry.
"Uh...(M/n)-?"
"(M/n)?"
"Son of a b-" a pinch to your ear got you out of the weird ass trance you were in as you looked plainly at your friend.
"Okay, so like I was saying -" your friend continued <their> speech, and you responded with 'Yes' and 'mhm' occasionally.
The feeling of eyes watching you suddenly hit you when a man sitting opposite of the train directly looking at you grabbed your attention.
He looked away as soon as he noticed you saw him, not before noticing blue-ish hair from under his hoodie slightly drooping out.
You knew who it was.
'Fucking idiot' you thought knowing who this guy was.
The weird ass stalker who was also known as your 'boss' as you put it.
Ever since joining the LoV, you noticed two men both trying to gain your attention in 'subtle' ways.
"Okay...(M/n) I will literally cut off your dick if you don't listen to me -" Your friend cut you out of your thoughts, and your attention was back to <them>.
Half an hour later, you got off your train and parted ways with your friend.
You knew Tomura was behind you.
You could feel his eyes piercing through your skull.
You took a left turn into an alleyway, the skinny man following behind you.
You stopped at some point and used your quirk. Tomura, not sure why you stopped.
"Why are you still talking to- " you heard him say, you knew he was a dumb impatient brat but holy fuck.
Couldn't he just stay silent? Like... He was trying to be stealthy or whatever.
you teleported in front of him, face lowered to his and seeing red before he could even finish his sentence. “don’t you dare,” you breathe as you curled your fingers around the pale man's throat and pressing down with careful pressure. “if i so much as hear <their> name leave your lips,” you leaned closer, your lips barely brushing the stunned man's neck. “i will fucking castrate you in your sleep..."
Your tone was threatening and serious, but Tomura was still a bit giddy, feeling your hand around his neck still recalling the feeling.
It almost gave him a hard on.
He was trying to contain a smirk knowing that you touched him and not Dabi.
He just wanted you to also get the feeling you were about to get a boner if he were to touch you.
Maybe? He hoped, at least.
After he lost the giddiness and all that of being touched by his dear 'future husband', it only got replaced with jealousy and hatred from the thought of your 'friend' it gave a sour taste in his mouth.
He was still standing there the same way. You scoffed and walked away.
| 🌱💙🌱 『⋇⊶⊰time skip⊱⊷⋇』
You walked back in to the usual stuff that happened in the abandoned bar that you and the other members of the LoV called a base.
Just Kurogiri cleaning glasses that already seemed clean to you
and Toga laying on the couch drinking some random drink that was blood with some random juice mixed while watching some random gorey film.
And Dabi-? Probably in his room doing. . . No one knows.
When you walked into your room, you found out you were completely wrong about what Dabi was doing since he actually was sitting on your bed.
He ushered you over and made you sit next to him
"I just got a call from crusty fuck..." Dabi said in a deep almost threatening tone.
"Me and him have decided to claim you. So you're officially ours now. You can not say no." He said, smirking most likely proud he got to claim his lil' 'bunny'.
When Tomura walked in, you were immediately sandwiched by the possessive men.
"Motherfuckers-" You couldn't say anything else before you felt hands wrapped around you.
|🌱💙🌱 『⋇⊶⊰time skip⊱⊷⋇』
You awoke the next day, your body marked up with hickeys and scratches.
'Fuckin' assholes...'
In the background, you heard your 'boyfriends' talking about how handsome you looked with their marks all over you.
Guess this was your life now.
ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃 ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦
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I hope this is what you wanted.
I always love new requests, so absolutely send them in when you get an idea!!🌱
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