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exhaslo · 5 months

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Hi I love your work btw <3

I was wondering about Yandere!Miguel x Female!Reader . I loved your breeding one but I’m open to anything you’re willing to write. Just your yandere Miguel is one of my favorites :3

Thank you in advance <3

Yandere Miguel is getting quite popular for me, haha. I've done a few of him before and was going to wait until I write the mini series, but I can make this one separate from the series I'm going to write.

Here we goooo~

Warning: MINORS DNI, Smut, p in v, breeding, manipulation

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"Hello, I'm (Y/N), it's a pleasure to meet you all. I'll try my best to help everyone out!"

Miguel's eyes widen as he watched you introduce yourself to his group at Alchemax. You were a new hire, a beautiful one at that. Miguel felt his heart race as he already knew that you were meant for him. You were meant to be with him.

"Oh, I'm not as smart as the rest of you all. I'm just here to help file paperwork," You kept answering questions.

Miguel had to bite the inside of his cheek as his coworkers kept talking to you. How dare they? Taking deep breathes, Miguel kept his composure and decided to approach you. Everyone moved away from him for a good reason.

"We're happy to have you working with us, (Y/N)." Miguel said with a warm smile, holding his hand out.

"T-Thanks," You stuttered, shaking his hand.

Miguel hummed lowly. Your hands were soft. Once you let go, you immediately went to your new station. As much as Miguel wanted to follow, he needed to know more about you first.

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You had only been working at Alchemax for a week and already felt drained. This was a job opportunity given to you by a distant family member. You didn't even want to work here, but you needed some good money and fast.

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you thought of all your bills. You were told to move out the moment you turned eighteen and these last few years have been a struggle for you. Lately, it just kept getting worse and you were on the verge of breaking.

"Looks like you need a pick me up," Miguel said as he dropped off a bagel and coffee. You quickly rubbed your eyes,

"Thanks, Miguel. This is sweet of you," You told him.

Miguel was the nicest and hottest coworker you had. Every time you were confused or had an issue, he came over to help you. You were happy that you were on his good side since he was the smartest and grumpiest person in this whole building according to your other coworkers.

"We're going to do an experiment soon, want to take a break and come watch?" Miguel offered. You glanced towards him, a fleeting blush against your cheeks,

"Sure,"

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Miguel was winning you over, he knew it. You had been working at Alchemax for over a month and Miguel was starting to lose his patience. Plus, his temper.

The amount of coworkers he had to intimate because they looked at you.

The amount of coworkers he had gotten fired just because they talked to you.

The amount of coworkers he met after work as Spiderman to teach a lesson for having the balls to ask you out.

Miguel patience was running thin. He needed to take you away from all of these vultures. You were too good for any of them. Too good for him even, but Miguel did not care.

"Hey...Miguel, are you free this Friday night?" You were hesitate to approach him. Miguel's eyes sparkled, enjoying this shy side of you,

"Yes, why?"

"Well...I was wondering, and you can say no, but do you want to watch a movie with me?"

"I'd love too,"

Perfect. Not the way he expected, but a date is a date. Miguel was going to take this opportunity to make you his girlfriend. Once that step was secured, Miguel needed to start making you dependable on him for everything in your life.

To have you only rely on him.

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Humming happily to your playlist, you sat in your room, texting Miguel. You had officially became his girlfriend after your first date with him and everything was going amazing. Miguel was the perfect boyfriend.

You squealed, laying on your bed as Miguel texted loving comments about you. You had only been dating him a month and you couldn't get him off your mind. Miguel was helping you with everything, from your work life to even home issues.

"Ah! Already?!" You gasped, looking at the time.

Miguel was coming over to help you with managing your bills. Quickly, you got dressed and hurried towards the kitchen. Snacks, check. Drinks, check. Sexy lingerie, check.

"Beautiful as always, amor (love)." Miguel pecked your lips as you opened the door for him.

Miguel watched your excitement build as you eagerly showed him your apartment. It was small, but Miguel was going to let you have this moment. Soon, you'd be living with him. Miguel had already taken care of your job at working, planting you right next to him.

Worked out since he took over his father's company and became CEO. You were now his secretary, which was why he came over to help you with bills. Miguel was going to show you that you didn't need to worry about them anymore once he pays them off for you.

"Hm? And what's this?" Miguel whispered, spotting your panties, "I thought we were going to work on your bills?"

"W-We are! This...This is just, um, motivation?"

"Just for me?" Miguel whispered once more, getting horny at the thought of you needing him.

"Y-Yes," You breathed out, feeling his hands roam your body.

"My good girl,"

That night, you weren't focusing on bills. Miguel had you pinned to the bed, pounding the life out of your cunt. You were a moaning mess, crying out his name while he filled you repeatedly. Once he was done abusing your poor pussy, Miguel started to take care of your bills.

"Mhm," You muffled lowly in your sleep.

Miguel shushed you, holding your hips up to keep his cum inside you. Miguel wanted you to have his child, it was the best way to keep you with him. A dark chuckle escaped his lips as his dick harden at the thought of you pregnant with his kid.

"Oh, amor, I don't think you're quite full yet."

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You whimpered lowly as you buried your face into the pillow, moaning as Miguel thrusted his dick into your pussy. He had been going nonstop since you officially moved in with him. You could hardly feel your legs anymore. Miguel was the only holding you up.

"I can't hear you, (Y/N), I need you to speak up." Miguel teased as he slapped his hips into you rougher.

"M-Mig...mhm~ I...ah~...s'much~" You cried out, cumming hard against his dick.

"But this is your welcome home present. Gotta make you into a mother, no?" Miguel groaned your pussy squeezed and clenched his dick, "Doesn't my dick feel right at home in you? Don't you want me to give you a baby?"

"Y-Yes~ Mhpm~" You gripped the bedsheets, your mind growing hazy.

"That's right, (Y/N), you moved in with me because I'm all you have. I'm all you ever need."

Miguel chuckled as he gave you another fill of his cum. Pulling out, he watched you pant heavily for air, on the verge of passing out. Once again, he lifted your hips, wanting to keep his cum inside you. His eyes sparkled as you mumbled his name.

"Such a good girl,"

Miguel had successfully stolen your life for his own. You now only relied on him, trusted him and believed him. You stayed at home, helping Miguel with mission reports so you wouldn't get bored. You broke all contact with anyone, but Miguel.

You were his.

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"Miguel, c-can't this...wait until later? I...I have to make dinner," You said with a soft whine.

"You're doing such a good job, just stay still for another few minutes," Miguel hummed.

You were currently sitting on Miguel's dick, cockwarming him as he did some work for both Alchemax and the Spider Society. It had been two years since you started living with Miguel, and you could not regret a thing.

Miguel was your everything. He took care of you and your son. Miguel made sure to take you out to places and give you what you wanted, as long as you stayed home and be his good little wife.

"Miggy~" You whimpered into his ear, trying to get any sort of friction. Miguel held you in place,

"Shh, if we wanna give our a son a sibling, you have to be patient." Miguel chuckled.

"Mhm~"

You folded easily. Miguel was such a smooth talker. After another few minutes, you whimpered again, nearly drooling from the teasing. Miguel finally gave you what you wanted and thrusted into you, enjoying your pornographic moans and cries.

"Good girl, who do you belong to again?"

"Y-You,"

"That's right. You belong to me now and-"

FOREVER

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Waaaah, I hoped you liked this! I will be doing an official Yandere!Miguel series eventually (just has to win the poll) after I finish the Mafia!Miguel series!!

#spiderman 2099 #miguel o'hara smut #miguel spiderverse #miguel o'hara x reader #atsv miguel #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderman #across the spiderverse

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youkissedareaderinthedark · 7 months

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The Other Ones

Synopsis: During quarantine, F2 driver Y/n L/n takes a page out of the F1 drivers’ book, and convinces her friends to stream with her. It makes 2020 more bearable.

A/N: kinda weird for this one; im gonna use the 2023 F2 grid for a fic set in 2020. i know it doesn’t make sense at all, but I wasn’t into motorsport in 2020, meaning I have barely any idea who the drivers were, so 2023 f2 grid it is. also this is basically a crack fic

. alright basically

. like everyone else in the world during 2020, you were going insane during lock down

. the racing season wasn’t set to start until july, and you hadn’t raced for almost 7 months

. you were stuck in your house, and you loved your parents and everything, but you were crazing interaction with people other than your family

. you were friends with most of the other f2 drivers, and you did talk a lot, but it still wasn’t the same as seeing them in the paddock

. one day during another search on the internet for something entertaining, you found out that a few of the F1 drivers started streaming on Twitch

. and then you got an idea

. you didn’t want to say you copied the older drivers

. except that you totally did

. shamelessly

. you rounded up your closest f2 friends in a group chat, explained your brilliant idea, and a week later found yourself streaming on Twitch

. it took a lot of coordination, starting a streaming channel is a lot harder than it looks, but the results definitely paid off

. your version of the “Twitch Quartet” consists of Fred Vesti, Ollie Bearman, Arthur Leclerc, and of course, yourself

. Arthur was the first to post on his Instagram to promote the stream, and once you all followed, the chaos began

. it started with a game of among us

. it was a lot more intense than anyone realized it would be

. Arthur has trust issues

. you jump at anything that moves

. Ollie is scarily good at lying

. and poor Fred just wants to fix the lights

. “oh my god Arthur this is literally the fourth meeting you’ve called”

. “OLLIE SHUT OFF THE LIGHTS! I SAW HIM“

. “EVEN IF I DID YOU CANT SEE SOMEONE SABOTAGE”

. “you are all ridiculous! now let me go back and fix the turbo engine thing-“

. “y/n stop following me, I promise Ollie is not going to kill you”

. “yeah well that’s what he said last time and then he stabbed me in Comms so-“

. “you are in my way! I am trying to keep us all alive here”

. “I don’t know what you expected me to do. the lights went off and you came into Comms alone, did you really think I wouldn’t kill you?”

. “Arthur I SWEAR-“

. that first stream gains a lot of traction, and before it even ends, you four are getting game recommendations and requests for more content

. fall guys is next the game the catches your attention

. no one but you is surprised that your absolute shit at it

. Fred wins like every round because he’s takes it the most serious

. Ollie and Arthur are screaming, accusing the other of sabotaging and whining once they both lose

. “I DON’T UNDERSTAND I LITERALLY JUMPED BUT THE STUPID THING DIDN’T MOVE I SWEAR I JUMPED-“

. “OLLIE STOP THROWING THINGS AT ME”

. “THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR PUSHING ME OFF THE SPINNY THING”

. “fredvesti7 is the winner!”

. “I’M TRYING TO KICK THE BALL! IT WONT LET ME KICK THE BALL I HATE THIS STUPID THING-“

. “HEY! HEY! HE’S PUSHING ME LOOK HE’S TRYING TO PUSH ME OFF THE TILES”

“WELL YOU’RE THE ONE WHO JUMPED ON MY HEXAGON AND MADE ME DIE SO-“

“fredvesti7 is the winner!”

. the most common game you play is sim racing, for obvious reasons

. “Ollie you just pushed me off the track”

. “no I didn’t that was Fred”

. “hey! I’m all the way up here don’t put this on me”

. “Arthur, you better stop swerving or I’m gonna crash into you”

. “haha I won you all suck”

. “yeah because you PUSHED US INTO THE BARRIERS”

. “WELL MAYBE IF YOU STOPPED SWERVING-“

. your personal favorite streams are “f2 after dark” a series of streams that occur usually past midnight

. they originally started when you four were all on facetime at night

. then decided to play a game

. and by the 12am rolled around, you guys were setting up your cameras and mics

. traditionally, you guys play horror games, all ranging from Granny to Phasmophobia, all scream inducing

. “Ollie if you leave me before we walk into the basement I will kill you”

. “oh my god- WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT SOUND”

. “we are so dying”

. “I say we sacrifice Arthur, he’s shouting too much”

. “OH MY GOD IT’S RIGHT THERE”

. “THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT”

. “Ollie why did you push me towards it”

. you guys did try to play uno once

. “OLLIE STOP LOOKING AT MY CARDS”

. “Y/N’S CHEATING”

. “this is NOT HOW WE PLAY UNO IN DENMARK!”

. “I wish we were playing in person SO I COULD THROW THIS STUPID CARD AT YOU”

. “I HATE THIS GAME”

. “IF YOU GIVE ME A PLUS 4 ONE MORE TIME ARTHUR I SWEAR-”

. and then didn’t play again

. eventually, the F1 drivers realize you guys have been streaming on twitch like them

. and come up with an stream idea that you still consider the most fun you’ve had in quarantine

. “hello everybody! this is a very special stream because today, we are collaborating with the F1 drivers in a Mario Kart 8 showdown! We’re doing team mode first, Twitch Quartet vs Us, let’s see how it goes”

. you were originally kind of nervous about this stream

. and they didn’t tell you but you were pretty sure the others were kind of nervous too

. besides the exception of Charles and Arthur, f1 and f2 drivers don’t interact much, so you’ve never really gotten the chance to get to know any of the four

. and now suddenly you were streaming on Twitch in front of thousands of people with them

. very big change

. you didn’t have anything to worry about though, the stream went very well, especially the “every man (or woman) for themselves” round

. “I don’t know why you would chose rainbow road, it’s genuinely the worst track”

. “alright Lando there’s no need for slander”

. “George I am not Alex, do not crash into me”

. “Charles if you push me off this ledge I am locking you out of the house next time”

. “you’ve got to leave the space!”

. “if i have to be stuck behind Ollie for another lap i’m just gonna push him off the map”

. “Fred, you are pushing me off the track again”

" i am not that is y/n!”

. “you’re such a snitch”

. “they’re going wheel to wheel!”

. “George you are not Martin Brundle”

. “Arthur if you break test me one more time, I’m locking YOU out of the house”

. “I’m going to kill you if you keep pushing me into the barriers, Lando”

. “you’ve gOT TO LEAVE THE SPACE”

. “FRED QUIT PUSHING ME OFF THE TRACK”

. " and the winner is….. me. obviously”

. “I don’t know Y/n, I’m pretty sure you cheated somehow”

. “I saID THE WINNER IS ME”

. anyway

. that stream collected the most amount of viewers any of you had ever gotten

. you eight are already talking about another one soon

. the entire streaming idea was a lot of fun

. and you’re very glad you did it

short little blurb that I hate but i posted it because i’ve been kinda interested in f2 recently and decided to make it so why not

also if this looks familiar, it is, I originally posted it a couple weeks ago, decided I hated it, deleted it, and am now posting it again

still hate it though

#reader insert #driver reader #f2 imagine #f2 driver reader #f2 driver imagine #streamer reader #twitch stream fic #platonic f2 x reader #f2 x reader #arthur leclerc #fred vesti #ollie bearman #platonic

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silvershiningtarot · 1 year

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🌸Pac 18+ What’s the meaning of this connection Between You & Your FS (Short)

🔋Take a deep breath, and remember this is a general reading. I hope this reading gives you clarity. Enjoy it.🌸🌸❤️💋All love and positive vibes surrounding you guys, and this general reading as well. 🌸🌸😋❤️💋

Pile 1: Oh, the meaning of this connection between you and your FS. It's a major sacred support. It seems like some of you will have a false twin, they are an imposter. Energetic vampires, chaotic, drama, and a shadow portal. I think that some of you might stay away from this person. I don't sense that bad from them though. They'll say that you get them and vice-versa. Like I said I don't sense bad from this false twin maybe they aren't meant to be a romantic relationship between you and them. That's what I'm feeling. It seems like this connection means that you guys will be best pals, and have such good chemistry together. Long talks, vibing, and needing each other. You two will have such mutual respect. A few of you will be the best of friends. That's why I'm getting friendship vibes. For some of you yes this is a false twin because it wasn't supposed to be a romantic relationship. Don't be disappointed about it. Because you'll have such a good friendship with them. Us vs Us. You two will have inside drama, so they'll get on your nerves. A lot of triggers will happen with them. You'll bring out the good and bad. Space is necessary. They'll think that you're so stunning to them. They'll be starstruck. So the meaning of this connection is divinely guided it is protected by y'all spirit guides. Y'all have an unbreakable connection. To be real I like this connection between you and them. Maybe you or they might beatbox or Chop. They might go to therapy for their disorder. Again I told you they will annoy the shit out of you and vice-versa. But the meaning of this connection is very powerful to me.

Pile 2: Off the back, you two are Starcross lovers. Do you know what movie I’m seeing Titanic? Titanic! I love that movie like some of you are like Rose and your husband is like Jack. The ones who hold themselves back. That's so funny that what card came out. So it seems like you'll be the one who runs away from this beautiful connection. Because you think that this connection between you and them could be true. You'll think it's not real or feel like you are delusional. But you aren't. Even spirits say “This Is Real”. So believe it! Are you going to trust it? Anyways this means that you and your FS are a soul and star family. It meant to come down here in the 3D. Activation!!! This means that they'll respect the shit out of you. Admiration, worship, and loves you, and be your biggest fan and supporter. This is amazing. See! You will have your inside drama between you and him. I feel it is a very intense fight you two will have. But it won't get toxic to where breaking up. Again space is necessary. This means that this connection between you and them will turn into an engagement 💍. So you'll marry them. I believe after your walls are down. Oh so here's the issue ex will try to come between you and them. But I don't feel it for long though. Come on! Your FS worships the fuck out of you. You are their Zing. This reminds me of the movie Hotel Transylvania. When Johnny and Mavis Zing for the first time. It seems like this type of connection. See! I was right about those intense fights. When you and your FS argue that shit will cause a lot of fire 🔥. Again I don't feel toxic but I do feel like you two especially have to watch your mouth 👄.

Pile 3: The meaning of this connection between you and your FS is that you'll be addicted to that dick! Ayo!!! Haha 💰😂you’ll be very addicted to that dick. Eat it up. Some of you will be submissive to them, and possessive. Woah this is an interesting pile. So they're your mentor. Your spouse is your mentor they are meant to help you. Ahhh!! I'm screaming 🙀🎱. This connection between you and them is meant to be manifest. It is happening now. It is like a blessing from the sky. You two will cross the finish line and success, and fulfillment. Oh, this is good. They already sending you messages in dreams, giving you signs, and online. Don't ignore the signs. A lot of grief will happen. So much transformation for the two of you. Sadness, pain, depression, and loss. I think your FS will be there for you. Yes, you two will fucking fight but help each other with it. This is your last life with them. Separate souls are only meant to be in the 5D. So they were meant to be your spirit guide just to watch over you. That's why they are your mentor. Hmm, it seems like a lot of mistrust maybe you are scared about this engagement 💍. Multiple attraction!! Oh, you'll have a lot of men and women on you heavily. A lot of old feelings will come up. I don't know what that feeling is but I heard it is worth it. Some of you will marry your Mentor or you'll be engaged to them.

Pile 3: Oh snap, In the beginning, it was like lust I don't care to use that word. So I would say a fling. I swear it is passion between you and your FS. I can that you guys having a lot of sex. This reminds me of the movie Sugar and Spice if you guys ever watch that movie. With Diane and Jack Bartlett. That's exactly how I see it. It won't be serious in the beginning, because again it is like a fling. But you are manifest it comes into fruition. It is happening now. This might be the last life with them. Awe 😭I’m sorry but again don’t be disappointed because it will be worth it. See! Flirting, teasing, and passion. Goddamnnn!!! A lot of sex. I'm not surprised they have a breeding kink. They'll throw your ass against the wall and start kissing you hard. Biting lips 💋🕯. I do sense a romantic side they would want to show you but it seems like they are a little scared. They'll be your 1st. First kiss, relationship, and your first time. You'll be giving your precious fruit to them✨. Haha 😂didn’t I say this? Passionate kisses, intense sex energy, and partying together. Oh my goodness, you two will be partying hard together. They'll be fighting for your attention like crazy!!! I mean fighting to it. I can see that. That's incredible. The meaning of this connection between you and your FS is very important. In the beginning, it starts as your little crush fling, and then a relationship, and now as fiancè. Do you see the pattern? This is the meaning of y'all connection together.

Reblog, and Comment on what you think of this reading. Check out my profile page!! Enjoy this reading. I hope it gives you clarity and remember it's a general reading. 💋💋✨❤️❤️🌸.

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bendydudeinc · 1 year

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Dorm nights with Izuku~

PAIRING: AFAB non binary reader(use of cunt, pussy, clit) x College Izuku

CONTENT: SMUT, BARELY ANY PLOT needy Deku fucks you in your dorm

CONTENT WARNING: Fingering (receiving), slight size kink, voice kink, degradation and praise (receiving), impact play(clit slapping), reader is called pup, angel, baby, love, slut, soft dom Izuku

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You sat at your work desk in your college dorm, eyes heavy and blinking slowly as you stared down at the sheet of paper in front of you. Swinging your mechanical pencil back and forth between your thumb and index finger, you felt you might just pass out into the hand that rested your face. Man, being creative for school sucks ass. You dropped the pencil and peeled your hand off your now red cheek. You wished your boyfriend Izuku was there to cure your boredom, and your developing “issue.” Leaning back into your chair, you grabbed your phone which sat face down next to your paper. 9:30pm, he should be back soon. A smile creeped up your face as your phone began buzzing. Speak of the devil.

“Hi Zuku!” Putting the call on speaker, you get up to stretch, letting out a soft groan after sitting for so long. You swear you heard him curse to himself on the other end of the call, but brushed it off. “I was just thinking about you! Are you coming back to the dorm soon?” You didn’t tell him you were thinking about him fucking you senseless

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m on my way right now my love,” your heart fluttered at the nickname, “what are you doing?” His voice was deeper than usual, he sounded urgent.

“I was just finishing a bit of work, maybe make us some food for when you’re back. Is everything ok? You sound stressed baby. Bad work day?”

Walking over to your tiny dorm kitchen, you stop in your tracks to listen more closely to your boyfriend when you hear…a moan? That can’t be right. You wait a few seconds, hearing the sound of the car run and Izuku’s heavy breathing. It sounds like he’s speeding.

“I-is everything ok? Z-zuku?” His breathing became heavier still, making your mind race with what he could be thinking about.

“Fuckkk b-baby please say my name like that again.”

Your eyes widened, blush erupting up your ears and cheeks. Your legs suddenly felt like jelly, a teasing heat forming at your core as butterflies spread through your body.

“I said, say it again y/n. Please. Say my name I need to h-hear it.” He sounded like a feral, needy animal. His deep tone went straight to your cunt, making you choke on your breath to prevent a moan from escaping. Your awareness of your clenching thighs and clit now overwhelming.

“Fuck Izuku~” Your voice came out as a breathy whine, definitely not as confident as you wanted to sound. He practically growled in response.

“Get on our bed y/n. Right now.” You bit your bottom lip hard, you didn’t need to be asked twice. Flopping down quick on the bed, you put the phone down by your head to hear his voice next to you.

“And stop that. I can hear your pretty voice about to break with every word I say. Let it out. Yeah, yeah angel there you go. Hell yeah, whining like a pup and I haven’t even touched you yet. You sound so cute and fragile. Like it when I order you around like a slut? Haha yeah? Like feeling so small even just on the phone with me? You can barely handle this right now can you? Bet that poor pussy is crying for me to touch it as I speak. So needy, could cum in your fuckin pants from this couldn’t you? No you don’t have permission, don’t you dare touch yourself slut. Not until I get back. Gonna make that little clit feel so good ok love?”

And oh boy, he did.

One minute you two were sharing dirty talk and moaning over the phone, the next he was there and on top of you. His strong, rough hands stripping you of everything on your body that could dare hide his view. He almost ruined you on the spot, you were a complete mess for him. Eyes glossed with tears from sexual frustration, drool daring to slip from your lips, writhing under him as his touch sent pure bliss and fire to your core. You frantically helped take his clothes off too, he obliged happily, whimpering when he finally freed his hard, thick cock. Your hands quickly moved to cling to his shoulders, moaning for him to put it in, but were cut off by his almost painfully tight grip on your chin. You sucked in your breath, looking up at him with pleading eyes as your body trembled, his left hand at the side of your head. The look on his face made you whine, you felt so helpless under him. He looked so powerful, determined, needy, full of love for you and only you.

“Not yet baby. No, gonna torture that beautiful cunt first.” With that, he took his hand off of your chin and landed a loud slap on your clit. You mewled, back arching, nails scratching along his back. The sting making your clit ache on the verge of an orgasm. He moaned at your reaction, seeing that broken look of need on your face. His cock twitched hard, using every ounce of self control in him not to shove it inside you right then. His fingers lingered on your pussy after, rubbing you in slow rough circles.

“Shit. You slut, you’re throbbing you know that?You know how hard this clit is throbbing for me right now? Know how much you’re drippin on me? Beautiful. You look so beautiful like this.”

Your eyes rolled back as he picked up his pace. Another hard slap had you begging with tears streaming down your face to cum. He leaned in close, smirking as he whispered in your ear.

“Shh that’s a good pup. Go on, make a mess of yourself, cum on my fingers.” He ended his sentence with one more slap, and your stomach tightened. You felt your poor nub reach Its aching climax hard. Screaming his name over and over as a warning, you clenched hard around nothing and gushed onto his fingers, back arching up to him as your nails dug lines into his back. He continued rubbing you through all of it, cooing praises at how lovely you looked losing it at his touch. You gasped as you felt him shove two rough fingers inside of you. He watched your face carefully, smiling to himself as you moaned loud and furrowed your eyebrows, no time to be confused as he immediately began to fuck you again. He curled his two fingers upwards hard, hitting your sweet spot with brain spinning precision. He moved his position further down, finger fucking your cum deep inside your clenching pussy as he landed a teasing kiss on your clit. You swore all you could see is white, mouth hanging open in a silent scream. You came again, hard.

“Mmmmmm. Thought I was gonna give you a break? Prepare yourself angel. Gonna love on this pussy all night.”

AHHHHHH THIS IS MY FIRST SMUT SHOT PLEASE ANY TIPS ARE VERY APPRECIATED HOPE YALL LIKE IT OK

#deku #deku x reader #deku smut #midoriya izuku #izuku smut #mha izuku #smut

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i-fucking-hate-ppl · 3 months

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Hello! I see that you write for Hazbin Hotel, I hope I'm not being a bother but I'd like to request Alastor with a friend/significant other that identifies as non binary. Seeing as he's from a time period where LGBTQ people weren't exactly accepted I wonder what his opinion would be. Would he be homophobic? Or would he be confused/slightly weirded out and need someone to explain to him for him to understand and accept?

You're hardly a bother dearie! I hope you enjoy!

Platonic

He would be confused and most certainly has no clue what you're going on about! Those terms hardly existed in his time, or at least weren't common knowledge, it was all just slurs unfortunately.

Even with his time in hell, he was too busy off doing his.. broadcasts and whatnot to become better educated on the subject.

Once you explain it he will.. still be rather confused but he's quite the polite and proper man, a gentleman really, so he won't ever say anything bad.

Just a "Oh! Well that's.. quite interesting!"

He might say some offensive things from time to time, on accident of course. A small correction is all that's needed.

"Sorry my dear! I wasn't aware!"

And that's that, he'll never say it again.

He tries to be respectful, and tries to avoid bringing it up so he won't offend you. And rather brings his question to random ass people he finds because he doesn't give two fucks about them.

If you start mentioning asexual he'll be like oh hey, that's me! Haha!

Obviously he gets better with time, and it's something you two bond over with a cup of tea.

"And he dared to misgender me, after i politely corrected him! What a prick am I right?"

"Most definitely dear. I could take care of him, if you wish."

"...Uh like bring him soup when he's sick or..."

"A man came onto me on my way back this evening."

"Jesus! I hope he got what he deserved!"

"He most certainly did! I ripped his dick off! Haha!"

"...Good for you? I mean uh, you go!"

Sometimes you're slightly concerned by him..

Romantic

As stated before, confused and has no idea what you are talking about.

Although this time he is more interested, you are his lover after all, he should try to understand to his full extent!

He will ask you many questions, and word them very carefully so he won't upset you. And anything he think may be slightly offensive, well it's back to torturing questioning the information out of homeless people.

"You should have told me sooner dear! It's hardly an issue at all! I have no problem with the community, be a giraffe for all I care!"

"You shouldn't have a problem with the community since you're an ace in the hole, also that's.. a little bit offensive."

"A what now?"

Further explanation needed. He's heard it twice now, tell him.

Once you explain he'll realize that you were most certainly correct! Any sexual attraction towards you is very, very far and few between and most of the time he'd much rather just sit and read a book with you with some jazz playing from a radio in the backround.

He won't treat you any differently than he did before hand. <3

#hazbin hotel #alastor fluff #alastor x reader #platonic #romantic #nonbinary

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arc-misadventures · 10 months

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The Cats Armoured Coat

Blake: Okay, how are your guy’s plans going?

Pyrrha: Not good. Jaune just complimented my armour on how nice it looked, and how it will provide me additional protection the next time we have to fight.

Blake: Well, he did compliment you on how nice you looked.

Pyrrha: I know~! But, I thought my armour would help seduce him with its subtle curves, and metal plating. You think his eyes would have been mesmerized by the sight of the skirt as I shook my hips at him.

Blake: Well, he did compliment you, he never did it before so he is aware of your new armour. Unlike before where he wasn’t aware of… anything.

Pyrrha: That’s true… I guess I’ll take the wins when I get them then.

Blake: That’s the spirit! So how goes things with, Yang’s new armour?

Pyrrha: Well… she’s having some… issues…

Blake: Like… what…?

Blake looked over, Pyrrha’s shoulder to see, Ruby struggling in vain to shove, Yang’s massive breasts into the armour breast plate, then to try, and connect the armour to the rest of the suit.

Ruby: Grrrr! They. Won’t. Fit!

Yang: Yes they will!

Ruby: No they won’t!

Yang: YES THEY WILL!!!

Ruby: Ahh! This breast plate should have at least been made into a, B Cup, why did you want it to be an, A Cup?!

Yang: Because watching my massive tits pop out would be so hot!

Ruby: There are more effective ways to may a, Double G Cup look like a, A Cup. This isn’t one of them?!

Yang: It will work!

Ruby: Rahhhhhhhh!

Yang: Ahhhhhhhh!

(Click)

And with that final scream the armour plate fit into its slot locking itself in place.

Yang: Ah! See, told you it would work~!

Ruby: Not for long. That things like a coiled spring; one good bump, and that thing will come flying out like a sling shot.

Yang: Pssh! That won’t happen. Good gods… It’s been years since I could look at my feet like this. Is this how you, and Weiss feel?

Ruby: Hey!

Yang: Haha! With this I can finally seduce, Jaune! He’ll no longer be going after that washboard, Weiss as soon as he sees my amazing mommy milkers~!

Ruby: Okay…? Just, stop bouncing like that; you might dislodge the chest piece if you keep doing that.

Yang: I can’t help it; They were always jiggling now they’re doing nothing at…?!

Like a ballista releasing its crossbow bolt, Yang’s breast plate came out flying at an insane speed slamming into, Ruby’s face knocking her off her feet, and knocking her out cold in seconds. Leaving no time to marvel as, Yang’s bounced free from their confinement.

Ruby: Gahh?!!

Yang: Oh shit, Ruby?!

BP: …

Blake: Well, that was inevitably going to happen…

Pyrrha: The jiggle they gave as they broke free was pretty nice.

Blake: Oh it was salivating to the senses. Anyway, want to come with me while I seduce, Jaune~?

Pyrrha: Oh~? And, what exactly are you planning on doing?

Blake: Follow me~!

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Jaune: Lotters~! Looters~! Looters~! Loot… ers?

Blake: Oh! Hi, Jaune~! What do you think of my new… Body armour~?

Jaune: Looks incredibly uncomfortable, and highly impractical.

Blake: Eh?

Jaune: Actually it would be good if you wore an undershirt, and a cap. But, I doubt all that heavy chainmail is comfortable on your cat ears now is it?

Blake: It is a little heavy on my ears.

Jaune: and, you really should have worn an undershirt under all that chainmail. How they link the chains together may inadvertently scratch up your back, and you should probably have a shower too since they use oil to maintain the quality of the chainmail. Don’t want to ruin your lovely skin now do we~!

Blake: Oh… T-Thank you… I’ll go do that later…

Jaune: And, as for that… skirt…

Blake: What about it…?

Jaune: …

Blake: …?

Jaune: …

Blake: Jaune?

Jaune: It really compliments your amazing a…?! I-It’s highly impractical! Take it off!

Blake: I’ll go do that…

Jaune: Good. Now if you’ll excuse me, I was going to meet, Nora, and Ren at, Looters. Till later then.

Blake: B-Bye, Jaune!

Blake: Well… That failed…

Pyrrha: I’ll say… He took one look at you, and critiqued everything wrong with your outfit.

Blake: I know… Dammit… I thought this would rock his blocks off…

Pyrrha: Well, yeah, but look at the bright side.

Blake: And, that is?

Pyrrha: Jaune thinks you have an amazing ass~!

Blake: …

Blake: Hell yeah! Bellabooty for the win!

“Smack!”

Blake: AHH?! It scratch my butt! The chainmail scratched up my ass! Oh gods that stings!

Pyrrha: Well, he did warn you. So…?

Blake: Not helping!

Pyrrha: Sorry.

#rwby #jaune arc #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #pyrrha nikos #nora valkyrie #weiss schnee #ruby rose #lie ren #jaune x yang #yang x jaune #blake x jaune #jaune x blake #pyrrha x jaune #jaune x pyrrha #rwby dragonslayer #rwby knightshade #rwby arkos #rwby colourguard

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malereadermaniac · 10 months

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Bug-a-boy ~ Luka & Adrien x Male Reader

College Au:

Luka - 19 / Adrien - 18 / Reader - 18

Idk about this one... but I wanted to write it. Basically a miraculous holder reader x adrien and luka - very short

Your college class is huge

But it's to be expected, you do go to the most popular college in Paris

You share the class with a group of friends that came from Francoise Dupont

Luckily, the groups appointed leader befriended you pretty early into the year

Marrientte Dupain-cheng was the kindest girl you knew

And her friends: Alya, Nino, Adrien and Sabrina weren't too bad either

Actually, you liked them a lot, and you were glad that they wanted to be friends with you

There was also this other guy from the year above, Luka

You didn't talk to him much, but the others were fond of him

But the few times you two did talk, he was nothing but calm and welcoming

All in all, you love your college and your friends

However...

The one setback to coming to Paris for school, was the Akuma's

After Hawk-moth's fall, a new owner of the Butterfly miraculous came to power

But to counteract that, Paris has its own team of Miraculous bearers

The only problem was, currently, Paris has no ladybug...

During a massive fight against a very powerful, akumatized villain, Ladybug was hit, and her powers disappeared

Well, not litterally, she remained transformed, however the villains power made it as if she were a regular adult wearing a superhero costume...

After sending Chat Noir, Rena Rouge and Viperion off to distract the villain, a now powerless Ladybug was running over to your college

After swapping out her miraculous from the Ladybug to another one, "Ladybug" finds you, hidden inside of a locker

"AHHHH! ANOTHER VILLAIN!" You shout, not recognising Ladybug with a new miraculous

"Not quite, (y/n)" she chuckles

"It's me, Ladybug. But my miraculous has been rendered useless..."

"Oh... I'm so sorry, Ladybug, wish I could help you somehow" you sympathise

"There is." Ladybug looks into your eyes with determination

"(Y/n) (L/n), here is the miraculous of the Ladybug, it offers the power of creation. I entrust you with this miraculous to fulfill my role while I can't, after that, you're to return these earrings to me - understood?" Ladybug explains with a grin

"Yes, Ladybug! I won't disappoint you"

After putting on the earrings the kwamii appears, explains the whole shtick and you get going

"Tikki, Spots on!" You shout and then you're set

"Once I'm fixed by the miraculous ladybugs, I'll use the horse miraculous to teleport you back to me, okay?"

"Of course Ladybug!"

And you were off, using your yo-yo to swing around the streets of Paris until you reached the action

A now powerless Rena Rouge trying to distract the villain as Chat Noir and Viperion try to figure out a plan while fighting the thing

"What the fuck..." Chat mumbles when you catch his eye, waving at him in a coy manner from a roof top

Both men watch you, confused as you jump down to them

"Who are you? Where's Ladybug??" Viperion questions frantically

"She decided to pass her miraculous onto me for a little while until we solve this little issue"

"Fine by me as long as you know what you're doing, bug-a-boy" Chat noir slyly remarks as he leans on his pole

"Bug-a-boy... I like that" you giggle and then get to business

Immediately you call on your lucky charm

"Yep, defiantly a real Ladybug holder haha! What you gonna do with that bugg-a-boy" Chat noir laughs as you hold onto a seemingly useless looking lucky charm

"I do, actually!" You say with a smile

"Just follow my lead boys, if you can keep up" you chuckle as you use your yo-yo to swing into action

"Damn, that boy has more charisma than you Chat Noir" viperion chuckles

"He does, doesn't he..."

The two of them follow you quickly

"Rena! I'm gonna need you to get that thing under thr arc-de-triumph!" You shout as you wizz past

"I'm on it"

"Viperion, once that villain" is under the Arc, use your second chance immediately please"

"Of course bug-a-boy" viperion smirks

Chat Noir looks at you smugly

You start to mark X's on the Arc using the bucket of paint your lucky-charm gave you

"I can see where this is going" the black cat chuckles

"Then you know when and where to use your cataclysm, kitty noir" you tease and spring into action when you see Rena Rouge and the villain coming your way

Once the villain is under the Arc, you use shout for Chat noir

He heads to one of the marks but before Chat can call his power, Viperion shouts

"Not that one! Try the one below it"

And so, once Chat Noir cataclysm's the Arc, it crumbles to pieces and buries the villain, one of the pieces crushing his akumatized item

"Bye bye little butterfly" you say with a chuckle, as the 3 other hero's watch you

The 2 men chuckling as a faint blush cover their faces

"Not a bad job for your first time, bug-a-boy"

"Do you really need to flirt with every Ladybug holder, Chat?" Rena jokes

"Yeah! Look at him, he's creeped out by you, he'd much prefer a snake over a cat" Viperion joins in

"What is up with you two"

"Haha, I like this team.... Miraculous Bug-a-boy!" You shout as you throw up the lucky-charm

5 seconds later, a portal appears next to you

"Good work, everyone!" A horse miraculous bearing Ladybug pops out

"Ladybug?!" Everyone questions

"Good job picking this one, Ladybug" Viperion chuckles as he puts an arm on your shoulder

"I look forward to seeing you soon again, milord~" Chat Noir teases as he kisses your hand

"That's enough Chat Noir, you'll see him soon enough!" Ladybug chuckles as she brings you through the portal after your goodbyes

After handing back the miraculous, life went back to normal, except that Ladybug started to call on you more often, but with a different miraculous this time

Life at school was normal as always

However when you were out with the hero gang, you'd noticed Chat Noir and Viperion becoming cosier to you than they were to the others...

Like when Chat Noir started bringing you roses everytime you were called on

Or one time, Viperion used his second chance to have "a perfect conversation" with you during patrol with you

You were flattered, but a little worried that the two were taking it too far

It had gotten to the point where the two of them were fighting, passive aggressive remarks and even disrupting fights against villains with their arguing

That was until Ladybug struck then a deal

"I will tell you his identity if you both stop this bickering, its becoming a problem. If you don't, I will take your miraculous"

Of course they both agreed

And that's when your school life changed as well

Because Adrien and Luka started bombarding you during your school day

Adrien already sat next to you in class, but during lunch Luka was on you like a snake to a rat

You were getting overwhelmed, but then again you loved the attention you were getting from them

After all, you hadn't ever had a boyfriend, this could be a nice change

Soon, the two of them started noticing that the other liked you

So they decided to combine their efforts

"Which one of us do you like the most!?!?" The two of them shout at you in frustration after weeks of trying to win you over

"I... I don't know! Okay?! I like you both... I don't wanna hurt one of you by rejecting you for the other"

"Then.... date us both?" Luka suggests with a smile

It took some convincing but the two of them managed to convince you

And life has been so much better since

#gay #male reader #fanfic #x male reader #fluff #cute gay #miraculous x male reader #adrien miraculous #miraculous fanfic #luka miraculous #luka x male reader #male reader insert #miraculous au #polyamory

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saninthebuilding · 11 months

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"my hero"

❤️‍🩹 pairing: jeon jungkook x reader

❤️‍🩹 summary: after getting out of surgery to fix up your breathing issues, you're stuck in bed as per the doctor's orders. and just because it's over, that doesn't mean all the fear and worry that came with the operation just disappear. luckily, jungkook is there to help you through it all, just as you are for him.

❤️‍🩹 word count: 1k

❤️‍🩹 genre: boyfriend!jungkook au, fluff, surgery comfort

❤️‍🩹 trope: pre-established relationship

❤️‍🩹 warnings: mentions of hospitals and doctors, mentions of sleep, mentions of teary eyes which eventually lead to tears, mentions of blood, mentions of surgery, jungkook being adorable, mentions of fear, talk about death but like not explicitly

❤️‍🩹 a/n: lil self-indulgent drabble all for myself (again ik) because haha i'm outta the hospital now. :D ALSO UM JUNGKOOK'S VISUAL AT JENNIE'S CK EVENT OMG I'M LITERALLY CRYING HOW CAN SOMEONE BE SO FINE AND SO CUTE AT THE SAME TIME I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

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letting out a grunt, i attempt to roll over on my side, but an arm shoots out to keep me in place.

"y/n, you know the doctor said no sudden movements" jungkook says, gently pushing me back into the bed.

"but i wanna look at you" i whine, turning my head to the right as i try to meet his gaze.

he lets out a sigh, exasperated by my antics.

it's been 15 minutes of this. each time i would try to face him, and each time he would remind me of the doctor's orders.

"ok ok, come here" jungkook whispers as he inches closer to me.

gripping my shoulders with his arms, he gently guides me into a sitting position, before practically lifting me up and placing me in his lap.

"jungkook!" i yelp, startled as he wraps his arms around my waist from behind, "that was a very sudden movement!"

"no!" he protests, giggling, "i was very careful! and plus, i got tired of not being able to hold you."

smiling to myself, i lean back into his chest, letting his solid form support me.

it had been 24 hours since i'd gotten out of surgery, and the entire time i had been stuck in bed. it was horrible. i hadn't been able to do anything other than sleep or eat, and the bleeding was a whole other problem.

since they'd operated on me to fix my breathing issues, they'd cut whatever was causing my nasal congestion out, which meant blood. a lot of blood.

i could only imagine how many trees had been needed to make all the tissues i'd used up.

"i was so scared, you know?" jungkook says as he rests his chin on my shoulder, his breath tickling my neck. "the doctor had told us how he was a professional and whatnot, but i couldn't help feeling worried about all the risks he'd mentioned. when you went in, i was terrified. i thought..."

he swallows, the words seemingly caught in his throat, and i feel his chest rise and fall against my spine.

"i thought that would be the last time i see you."

"oh jungkook" i whispered softly, heart melting at his concern for me.

sitting up, i slowly move to face him, and his hands are instantly on my hips, helping me turn around. when i'm finally settled, i wrap my arms around his neck and lean down so we're face to face.

"look at me" i whisper, using a hand to gently cup his chin, "jungkook i'm right here. i'm okay. nothing's going to happen to me. it's over."

his eyes are shiny, and he's biting his lower lip, but he looks at me with bright, wide eyes. his hands run up and down my sides as if to convince himself i'm truly okay.

i press a soft kiss to his forehead, before smiling at him.

"if you were this worried about me, i think my worry was nothing."

he lets out a chuckle, shaking his head.

"of course not, i saw how scared you were. plus, i was only watching you go in. you were the one getting operated on. that must have been really stressful."

i nod, remembering how panicked i was when i walked into the operation room.

"yea, i was. it felt too bright and too loud, as if i was gonna pass out. i wish you could have come in with me, because although all the doctors introduced themselves to try and make me comfortable, it was still scary. i missed you in there."

"oh, y/n" jungkook breathes as he hugs me closer, "look at you, you're alright."

feeling tears start to fill my eyes as i finally let go of all the emotions that had built up since yesterday, i let jungkook pull me into his chest, a sob slipping past my lips.

"i was so scared jungkook" i whisper, voice shaking, "i thought something would go wrong and then i'd never see you again."

"shhh, it's okay" he rubs a hand along my back, easing the tension in my muscles and encouraging me to collapse against him.

"you're my brave girl. so strong. you're my hero, y/n."

i let out a watery giggle, sniffling slowly so i don't further irritate my nose.

"you think so?" i ask as i pull back to look him in the eyes.

jungkook reaches up to cup my cheeks in his hands, legs folding under me so i'm firmly planted in his lap.

"i know so" he smiles, his own eyes glistening again as he pulls me down and kisses me gently.

"now come on, enough of that" jungkook tutts, wiping my tears with his thumbs, "get some rest."

he helps me lie back down on the pillows he'd propped up for me, before adjusting the covers around my shoulders.

"are you okay?" he asks, tracing my cheekbone with his thumb.

i nod, leaning into his touch, before turning to press a kiss to his palm.

"perfect" i croak out, before laughing at my own voice.

jungkook's gaze is soft as he watches me, before he shimmys down the matress and rests his head on my stomach.

i raise my eyebrows, confused.

"so you can see me" he teases, sticking his tongue out at me.

i laugh, letting a hand rest on his head, gently playing with his hair.

"thank you jungkook," i smile, "i don't know what i would do without you."

"i love you y/n," jungkook smiles softly, grabbing the hand that i had placed in his hair and kissing the inside of my wrist gently. "and i'll always be here for you. with you. promise."

my smile grows, until i'm giggling like a little kid. he laughs along with me, bunny teeth peeking out from behind his pink lips.

"oh jungkook, i love you so much."

"shhhhh go to sleep" he giggles, and i roll my eyes, smiling, before leaning back into my pillow and closing my eyes.

the kiss he presses to my stomach tells me he loves me just the same.

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❤️‍🩹 i hope you enjoyed! likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated! thank you for reading!

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intotheelliwoods · 1 year

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@kinky-asexual I love myself having certain colors represent certain themes/events/occasions :) TYSM by the way!!

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I bring you this doodle! @greentrickster

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Dont know why I drew this but here you go. @wraenata Have an emotional support peepaw.

Anyways, Marcus Moncrief was on Saturday Night Live, live!! Donnie was rambling to Leo about the concept of freezing time by reaching absolute 0 in Kelvin :)

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Oh I have been waiting for someone to ask me something like this, you have no idea. Putting this ESSAY under a cut oops I wrote a ton (if the cut even works, sometimes they dont)

I am very aware of the norm of the usual take of Future Leo AU's, it was all those AU's and fics that mad inspired me after all! They are all so good and play on a very interesting concept! Issue is, it ended up being the only take I ended up seeing. With the whole future and present self having some form of resentment towards eachother even if it was just a little bit, or for only a short period of time. I honestly needed a fresh breath of air and it came to my attention as time went on that other readers also needed a breath of fresh air. So uh, I very much saw the opportunity here and took it, with the added bonus of it being in comic form since theres so many fics out there.

Yes my comic is absolutely the opposite of the norm and I plan on keeping it like that, I made it the opposite of the norm for a reason, and the reason definitely shows through the sheer numbers and attention I have been getting on this thing! I am so happy so many people are enjoying the series! I am so glad to heal everyones wounds from the anguish of the usual plotlines haha!

Sidenote, I would actually highly recommend this post by pinetreevillain, read the tags, words things better than I ever could. Not just the OP's tags, all the reblog tags too.

(There may have been fics were the Leos were actually nice to eachother, but either I did not hear of them/see them, or they were just overall not popular enough to be well known and recognized for the good relationship)

I understand that such a fast change in character meanwhile does not happen overnight. This here is probably the biggest issue I have within the series, though I do have a little bit of reasoning.

I am just going to be flat out honest, I personally find it hard for myself to sit and read through something about characters arguing, it makes me weirdly uneasy. Something something about characters who love eachother yelling it out just hits me in a way I try to avoid whoops. So if I find it hard to read something like that, it is even harder for me to write and draw it out myself, there will be no forms of these sorts situations in the series because of that. Though this does tie back into me trying to avoid the norm, having everyone be kind to Leo after the movie is a take you do not see often.

I actually attempted addressing the movie aftermath with Raph and Leo with this comic, it was the whole point on why I made the comic! Because yes! I These two really did need some new take, my own take, on the aftermath. I wanted to show in that comic that Raph is not mad, happy actually, that Leo managed to pull himself together for such an act. Leo proved on that day that he knew what he was doing, how to care for a team, and that he was truly meant for his role as the leader.

Final little point: Lets be honest I dont think anyone will have the guts to even be mad at Leo after he sacrificed himself and his arm to save everyone. How could anyone be mad at that? Outside the fear of loosing him of course

#asks #2 arms left #my art

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lykaios2 · 8 months

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hey!! if you are taking requests, i wanted to request the tmnt mm! boys having a crush on a fem! reader who’s EXACTLY like raph. she loves fighting, may or may not have anger issues, cursed with resting bitch face, BUT, she’s actually really sweet and outgoing. never afraid to speak her mind, so, she may come across as rude sometimes, but, she never really means to be. (lowkey a biased request but SSSHH, we’re not gonna talk about that)

first mutant mayhem request! glad people realized I do those now (and if you haven't, now you know)

bias? what's bias? I've never heard of that before I mean like honestly I would never be biased towards anyone (michelangelo my beloved)

anyways hope you enjoy! ❤️

Leo:

-When he first met you, he thought it was going to be quite the ordeal having to watch 2 Raphs

-Being the leader, naturally it fell on him to keep everyone in check

-But over time, he came to like youAnd then, he came to like you

-He loved Raph, sure, and of course Leo had learned to live with all of Raph’s quirks

-But he never realized that seeing those qualities in someone else would make him feel like this

-We all know that Leo would get very flustered around you

-Stuttering, fidgeting with his hands, looking everywhere but at you, he’s got it all

-His confession would be one of those ones where you guys are texting at 3 am

-He’s being so cringe about it (he uses so many emojis)

<There’s, um, something I’ve been meaning to tell you…👉👈>

<Sure! What’s up?>

<I…*sigh*…I think I like you.😳 Like, like like you.>

<Oh! I never expected that. That means a lot, though. Thank you>

<Yeah, of course 🙂 so, um…do you like me back? Or no…>

Raph:

-It was love at first sight

-He was at the gym one time, lifting weights

-You came over to ask if he was using something, to which he replied that you could use it

-He was a little confused though, seeing how the weights he was using were quite heavy

-But his jaw dropped when you easily lifted up the weights

-He kept stealing glances at you while you worked out, trying not to be a creep

-He was just amazed at how strong you were

-After he was done working out, he walked over to you

-He was very awkward about it, not wanting to bother you, but he made some small talk before asking for your number

-He would text you every night, asking how your day was

-Whenever he hung out with you, he was often more focused on you than anything else

-Not like being clingy or staring at you a lot

-He just wanted to hang out with you

-Raph would confess after you asked him one time

“Raph…do you like me?”

“W-what?”

“Do you have a crush on me?”

“Well…uh…”

“Just tell me!”

“…yeah…”

“Aw, you’re so sweet! Come here!”

Mikey:

-You remember that therapist that Raph needed?

-Yeah you kinda need one too

-And Mikey is that therapist (to an extent)

-He’s more of a sunshine to your unwelcoming demeanor

-He sees the good inside you

-He likes you because you often come to him to vent or if you need help

-It makes him happy to know that you’re okay being vulnerable with him

-However, he’s also your hype man

-Whatever you’re doing, he’ll be there to cheer you on

-That’s also how he accidentally confessed

-You were performing some crazy feat when he called out from the crowd

“Go y/n! You got this!”

“Thanks, Mikey!”

“Oh yeah! That’s my girl! I love you, y/n!”

“Yeah- wait, what?”

“Oop! Uh, nothing, haha!”

Donnie:

-Donnie thinks your “bad boy image” is really cool

-He’s always trying to impress you

-But being the dork he is, he usually fails at whatever he’s doing

-He’s okay with it though, because you always get a good laugh

-If he does succeed though, he gets really smug when he sees how impressed you are

-He stays up late doing research on everything you like do he has things to talk to you about

-You also listen to him rant about whatever new anime he’s interested in

-He’s trailed off in the middle of his sentence more than once looking at you while he rants

-He’s just never seen anyone so beautiful before

“And then, they go back through the portal to…to…”

“To what? Keep going, I wanna hear more!”

“Huh? Oh, right, sorry.”

“Do you remember what happened next?”

“Yeah, I was just too busy looking at your pretty face oh my god I just said that out loud didn’t I”

#teenage mutant ninja turtles #mutant mayhem #leo mutant mayhem #mikey mutant mayhem #raph mutant mayhem #donnie mutant mayhem #leo x reader #mikey x reader #raph x reader #donnie x reader #mutant mayhem x reader #lykaios writes

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Ch 112: Random Thoughts

Now, after what happened in ch 101, let's see what we got...

Nene and her plant pot, what a nice way of summarizing the hardships she went through until this point.

Her "past present", the "uncool" plant with the "rotten root", that got Nene to face too many hardships with the damaged pot to keep it, No.1 took it, gave her the chance of replacing it with a nice flowery plant of the same kind, representing this "ideal present" they want to set. Yet, she doesn't want it and shouted they give her "her plant" back, and the bigger picture "old present " back. Even if the ideal is nice, flowery, and the old one is full of hardships, we still want it and won't trade it.

We can also present Hanako-kun and Tsukasa-kun into the picture as well.

So, I'm looking forward to see Nene-chan fighting, struggling to have things back to how they used to be, to have those special to her back into her life.

Haha, look at Nene-chan posing. ~ I don't doubt her mega strong punch, or strength all together. ~

Wooh, sweet girl. ~ seriously, that's Tsukasa she "smacked!" His face gets me in there. lol feel her wrath, Tsu. ~ don't get on Nene-chan's nerves, you'll regret it. ~

Kay, so we meet the 2 girls in Tsukasa's assistant's class, the class seems to be going with a "hunted house" instead of "a maid caffe". Kou's class activity in the past present. Tsukasa's assistant doesn't seem to be a part of that class? Good for the 2 girls I'll say.

Hmm, in a sense, I wonder what came of her and her servant in this ideal present. How does her master not being there impact her?

Where are the 2 of them? How are they doing? Does she need to be pretending to be a student in this ideal present? Same maybe goes to her servant. What shape do they take in this setting?

Regardless of that, I assume she is one of those who aren't affected by what the keepers did. She has 3 days to make a meaningful move to get things back in her favor, huh?

Can she make any move? All they've done with the rumors, etc. is erased. As I assume, the first move she took into really getting into what she wants, was "meeting" Tsukasa and making a wish to him. I do wonder "when" that happened exactly. Anyway, in this setting, she has to start from point 0? But for some reason, a bond as powerful as one a human shares with a supernatural, Tsukasa to be specific, needs to be special, for some reason I don't think it's "really" erased, somehow. Maybe that can come to her help, maybe too, whatever position to have her stuck in school in the first place. Even though, would her special lady kannagi or whatever rule come to light this arc? Hmm... kinda doubt it?

If she will be brought to light, she will have to rely on Nene's abilities like always I assume? So? Don't go have a chat with Nene, kay? Nor send your dog to fetch her or whatever. I will be surprised if she can swing "alone" and on her own. No Tsukasa, no Nene (who might not remember her at all), and oh, if we were to imagine no nat, what can she do... hmm... how far can she get...

Luring Nene into doing stuff for her is no surprise coming from her. In the p.p arc, she was so chill knowing Nene won't choose that perfect world, that if Nene chose to stay within will be a problem for her, and would want the usual world back, destroying No.4's yorishiro, what she really needs Nene for, to do that. Same goes here really, maybe she won't have to interfere so much, that in mind.

If destroying No.1's yorishiro is the only thing she wants out of this mess, she gets it no sweat. Nene on her own free - will, will do that to ensure the usual present is back. Now, I wonder, will Akane be handing the yorishiro to Nene like No.4 did, too?

Uh, thinking of him, this feeling within me is funny, while a good part of his fans are freaking out he is "not there anymore", I go imagining various scenarios of Mr. time issues of his own, but never one of "OH! HE IS GONE!! WHAT!! NOOO!!! HE NEEDS TO BE BROUGHT BACK!" I see him chilling in the red house room, nowhere space... and having a cup of tea. severance Tsukasa-puzzle vibes I go: well, it already was a gift to have Tsukasa there for like... 8 chapters straight. THAT'S INSANE! oh, so now it's about time we're back to the Tsukasa is no where to be found era again? cool. last time he was gone for a year, the one before it almost 2 years and a half, I wonder how long he will take this time until he comes back. Hmm, should I start a count down? even if something bad happened to him with how the keepers went, easy, things will be back to normal again, after a while. so really, nothing to worry about too much. I'm so chill. I doooo wonder if Tsukasa's "always so relaxed" charm got to me, actually.

I see various possibilities with 12 y.o Tsu and yorishiro Tsu... the best one being the 2 of them working together, having Nene dancing elegantly between them, the worst one is oh, the keepers really managed to get around him somehow, did a number on him, but hey! that's only temporarily! At the end, we will be back to how things were, and voila! he is there again! so no need to worry too much.

I wonder what can they really do about Tsukasa, or rather, what's inside of him. But then again, I think maybe we need to also keep in mind, from what we know so far, Tsukasa, regardless of what's in him, was killed by a kitchen knife. Pretty simple, eh? He is still "Human" in a way. At least, I don't know, that's how "simply" it took Amane to kill him gets me. Tsukasa then what? Became a supernatural? Amane's yorishiro... still kept what's inside of him... hmm... this boy is so confusing. How am I supposed to think into that thing regarding him?

Anyway, having No.1 going after "what's in him", knowing what they are doing, they seem to have a solid plan on how to deal with "Tsukasa" in general.

Continuing with what we have to show the present based on Tsukasa not being there, Mei is alive! What a surprise! The one to really shock me! The other characters, I can get how things changed for them, but then Mei? What does she have to do with Tsukasa? Then I remember No.4's wish, that by the end of it Mei chose to die and... oh? Maybe that's it? I don't know how to feel when I think about Mei walking confidently to her death, and assume it might be a thing Nene will do one day, in the same manner...

Mei was already being cured in a hospital and was said to die soon, right? In this present, she recovered up well? Maybe her illness wasn't really that serious and she recovered easily... ...

She drew No.4/her other self as a thing so she could live. Hmm, in this ideal present it seems she didn't need to do that? Or she did, but the difference is that she meaningfully recovered and lived. No.4's wish to Tsukasa didn't exist. Is this again, one of the scenarios where the reason of your death is the person you love?

Hmm... does... Mei's other self exist or not in this "reality"? And, speaking of No.4... what was the price she paid to Tsukasa, really?

Kou, seems to always meet Nene with the same behavior. Pretty cute. But oh, as expected.. they don't know each other in this present.

Mitsuba being alive, really reinforces his death wasn't that simple one of "he died getting potatoes". We're having a present based on not having Tsukasa there. So, it seems the photo Mitsuba took of the red house means more than it looks like.

But wow, have to say I was yet again surprised by Kou and Mitsuba naturally being friends.

Come again? Mitsuba didn't need to die, become a ghost, or anything for Kou to pay attention to him? Become friends with him? Kou did that naturally? Wow. No really, wow.

Having Aoi calling "Minamoto-kun" as "Teru-kun"... you sure this is a nice present for you, guardian of the present, Aoi Akane? How is your relationship with Aoi going?

Now, now... Nene's "popularity" is...

She took the rule of Dorothy instead of twister no. 4. She seems pretty well-known and admired...

Ahem, going by the pattern again, a present based on Tsukasa not being there... excuse me but... what does he have to do with her being popular or not? ^_^

Unless, it was No.1... trying in a way to give her a "present" she won't say no to? So she won't try to change? So she will accept the flowery plant? I don't mean to be rude in any way, Nene is so gorgeous, but... it seems her ankles problem doesn't exist in this present, despite her still having them the way they are. people are nice in there, unlike in the usual present.

The same I know. My heart. 💜🩵

Uh, seeing Nene performing Dorothy on stage, not only in front of Hanako, while actually wearing the dress... awww....

And, she imagines seeing Hanako there, only for him to disappear later... sad. But no worries girl! It will be alright. Things will be back to normal. p.p arc, severance vibes. ~ Hanako.. really looked like his father, in his and Tsukasa's 4th birthday. the same image. I always find that cool when I can see parents represented in their children.

Now, to the scene of the guy who made sure to "lock" the door before her goes all out... more keys for us to see apparently, because clearly we haven't seen enough already.

...on someone.

Seems he was waiting for the chance to come to have a payback. His threat was somewhat real, Akane. ~

So yeah, Akane speaks of the butterfly effect, he mentions some stuff. Will Teru end up liking this present or will he reject it and join Nene in getting back the usual one? For some reason, his mother, that was brought up in the red house arc, a possible wish for Kou to make... came to me. It's a wild thought within me but... can she be "alive" in this present? The Minamoto grandmother, too? I mean, she didn't have to use all her power to seal "Hanako-san". The man in the shrine 4 y.o Tsukasa talked about didn't die...? so now... how is Nagisa doing? He is not the one in charge of the shrine now if that man is still alive, is he? Hmm, he came to the festival with Tiara, did that change in the ideal present?

Anywaaaaaay, it's cool we'll be back to the usual present in 3 days, huh? Let's enjoy what will happen during them. ~

Tsuchigomori! And here I was wondering how he's been doing. Thinking the supernatural in charge of the records can't be affected easily. It seems that way.

Greetings, teacher! ❤️

Oh, so we got to see young man Amane. But, right now, he needs to be around 60 years old. Where is he? Is he still alive, or died along the way? or went missing? For how many years did he get to live/be around if that was the case?

Hmm... how did his close relationship with Tsuchigomori start in the ideal present I wonder... Yugi was an old colleague of his he said... hmm.. maybe a student of his, too? Maybe some kind of "incident" brought them together?

Yugi Amane always entrusts Mr. Tsuchigomori with things, before he does something "crazy" usually connected to... Tsukasa... a moon rock, now a watch. Hmm... what did this boy do this time?

Tsukasa x time... Tsukasa x time x Amane = ? hmmm.....

He was trying to get the big clock to move again.... gave Tsuchigomori a watch... both stopped moving at some point... now I wonder... what "some point" it is exactly... Why do I keep flashing to this... I have no idea...

Too manny stopped things... deals with time...

We can also add the big clock that stopped moving at some point, if I were to get ahead of myself, I would say it stopped the time Tsukasa left the red house.

I will add another similar small calculation for fun...

Tsukasa x knife... Tsukasa x knife x Amane= the usual present.

Ahem, the 2 means/calculations by the end, seem to be ones of Amane fighting to keep Tsukasa by his side.

Let's stop here.

Based on what we've seen so far, Tsukasa is so life changing!! ALL of these futures of people are back to ........... Mr. Root!!!! I'm interested to get to see more into this "supposedly" ideal present, before the time comes for us to say goodbye.

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For some extra dive in... see this reblog of the same post.

Thanks for reading. Till next chapter.

#ch 112 #jibaku shounen hanako kun #toilet bound hanako kun #jshk #tbhk

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callsignlucky · 2 years

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talk to me, lucky (part 5)

summary: You're Maverick’s kid. You’re also Bradley Bradshaw’s best friend—or at least, you were. What lies between you two now is uncharted territory.

pairing: bradley "rooster" bradshaw/mitchell!reader

wc: 3.1k

a/n: here she is folks i hope i did good because my imposter syndrome was running rampant while writing this one. feedback on this jawn would be so appreciated ok love u guys come n get it

<- part 4

There are professional perks to being the goddaughter of a three star admiral, but the personal perks are far better—having a godfather that absolutely adores you no matter what makes it easier to be angry at your real father.

My phone buzzed from beside me with a text, and I snagged it from the comforter beside me, lifting my head from where it was buried dejectedly into my pillows.

🧊: I heard you had a bad day. Want to talk about it?

Dad must’ve talked to Ice about our argument. I sighed in frustration and hit my head against my NAVY-issued mattress in the NAVY-issued bland and beige bedroom that matched the rest of the NAVY-issued bland and beige house.

🍀: Not much to talk about, Uncle Ice.

Downstairs, the door shut, followed by the soft thump of Dad’s duffel bag hitting the floor. It took him a while to get home, and I assumed must’ve gotten chewed out by Sampson. I decided he deserved it for what he did to Bradley. My phone buzzed—another text.

🧊: I’d say there’s a lot to talk about. I heard about your time up in the air today! Tell me, where’d you learn to fly like that?

A grin split my face and I lightly rolled my eyes. I’d heard story after story of Maverick and Iceman’s infamous rivalry during their first time through TOPGUN. It was almost hard to believe, with how close the two men are now.

🍀: Oh, from the best pilot in the Navy. You might know him—his callsign’s Maverick.

🧊: Haha. Very funny.

🍀: I am a comedy genius, after all. :)

🧊: Funniest girl I know!

I couldn’t help but be hit with a wave of mixed emotions as I watched the line blink in the text bar. I hadn’t seen him in a while, and guilt ate at me for that.

🍀: I miss you, Uncle Ice.

🧊: I miss you more, Pip.

I groaned when that text came in, rolling my eyes with a grin and letting my head hang back. Pip. I was the girl with a handful of nicknames, but Pip was the one I detested the most. For as long as I could remember, Tom “Iceman” Kazansky had been calling me Pip. It was short for pipsqueak, obviously, and was endearing at first before I got older and then decided it was wildly offensive. Of course, that only egged my godfather on. Eventually it became a joke more than anything, but I still liked to give Uncle Ice the reaction he was after, even if he couldn’t see me. I could just imagine him in his study, that big smile spread on his face, laughing in that cocky way that he and my father were oh so familiar with. Him reaching out reminded me how badly I needed to go see him while we were in Fightertown. Maybe I’d ask him if he wanted to have lunch, after the mission. If anything could cheer me up, it would be an afternoon spent with him.

My phone buzzed again. A double text from Ice? Weird. Only it wasn’t Ice, it was from a number I didn’t recognize.

Open your window.

Frowning, I sat up in bed, eyes sliding from my phone to the window that opened up into the small front yard we had, not that we needed it. It always baffled me why they wasted the resources to put my father and I up in a house whenever we ended up on an assignment together. Probably another pen stroke from our good friend Admiral Kazansky.

Obviously I waited too long to push the window up, because a soft tap interrupted my thought process. I raised a brow, standing up from the bed and tossing my phone aside. Another tap sounded, followed by two more before I reached the window.

I don’t know who I was expecting to be stood beneath it, but it was not Bradley Bradshaw. I sat on the little bay seat and unlatched the window, before pushing it up. “Bradley?”

“Hi, Cherry.” His hands were pushed deep into the pockets of his jeans, t-shirt snug beneath what had to be one of Goose’s infamous, obnoxious Hawaiian shirts. “Can we talk?”

“Don’t call me that.” The words snapped out of me faster than I’d intended, looking away from him, but out of the corner of my eye I could see his lips tug up into a smirk.

“You called me Ponyboy earlier. It’s only fair.”

“I wanted to get your attention so you’d stop being a moron.” I said as I rolled my eyes. “Pebbles, seriously?”

“I wanted to get your attention.” He parroted back with that smirk still firm on his face, but seeing the unamused look on my face he dropped it almost instantly. “Seriously, can we talk? We could go for a drive.”

“I have nothing to say to you.” Still not looking at him, I folded my arms in a childish pout, using my big toe to push at the carpet.

“I’ll buy you a Big Gulp.” The offer hung in the air and it pulled my head up. I looked at the clock—it was nearly nine, far too late for caffeine, but the men in my life knew me far too well. Sugary drinks like Slurpees and Big Gulps were forbidden fruit to people who had to be in the best physical shape of their lives for the entirety of their career. I peeked down at Bradley.

“And Hot Fries?” I asked, and Bradley grinned with a nod.

“Whatever you want. The 7-Eleven is your oyster.”

“What if I want to go to Circle K?”

“Ah.” Bradley sighed dramatically. “Unfortunately, they don’t have Big Gulps at the Circle K. It’s 7-Eleven or bust.”

I pursed my lips in thought for a few more moments. “Give me five minutes.” I said, before standing, tugging the window back down, and drawing the curtains.

Jumping out of the window seemed like a better option than passing my father in the kitchen, but if I got hurt before this mission I’d never hear the end of it. So, I yanked on some denim shorts and a hoodie from 1986 that either belonged to Ice or Goose or my father or was forgotten by Slider or maybe even belonged to Hondo and scurried down the stairs.

“Where are you going?” Dad asked from the kitchen, and I used one hand against the door to keep myself steady as I slipped my feet into my sandals. Glancing over, he had a knife in one hand and a cutting board scattered with bell peppers in front of him.

“Gas station.”

“Okay.” I could hear the frown in his voice and my heart twisted. “Be safe.”

“Always.” I pulled the door open, pausing for a moment. “I love you, Daddy.” There. That made me feel better, even if I was way too old to be using the word daddy.

“I love you more, Birdie. See you soon.”

I left it at that and slipped out of the door, walking down the path towards the driveway before slipping into the passenger seat of Bradley’s Ford Bronco. As soon as I was buckled up he backed out and peeled down the street, and I shoved my hands into the pocket of the hoodie and closed my eyes against the warm California wind. Music played softly from the radio, classic rock, and it was kind of nice to see that some things never changed with Bradley.

Things were quiet on the ride over, and I decided to fall into the feeling of how things used to be. Two friends going on a late night snack run before a double feature of cheesy movies. I smiled as I watched California pass outside the window, remembering how many times we watched Interview With A Vampire with Emma Rosenberg from school. Mainly because she was in love with Lestat, who Bradley swore looked like my father. It hurt, being here with him, but at the same time it felt so perfect that I couldn’t even believe it had been ten years since we’d last seen each other. We fell back into place so perfectly it was like a puzzle finding its missing pieces. Bradley humming along to the radio, thumbs drumming softly against the steering wheel, it felt so right that I couldn’t imagine ever doing anything different.

We were in and out of 7-Eleven in a flash, and Bradley parked at the beach by the Hard Deck, which was still packed full of people. I foresaw a long night ahead for Penny Benjamin, but I knew she didn’t mind one bit. Having her close was a comfort, because I was unsure of how this conversation would go, but we were far enough out that nobody from the team would spot us and make assumptions.

I opened the bag of Hot Fries and popped a handful in my mouth, wondering if Bradley was gonna make the first move. By the time I swallowed, he was staring into his peanut M&Ms and I just wanted the silence to be gone. “It wasn’t my fault, you know.” I said as I leaned on the door, watching the waves through the windshield. “You could’ve been mad at him all you wanted, but I didn’t do anything wrong.”

Bradley sighed softly from beside me. “I know.” He murmured, and I looked over at him.

“So, why? Why leave me like that?” I felt my throat tightening up and knew I was in for it. But I didn’t care if I cried in front of Bradley now that I was older, even if I didn’t feel older. He deserved to see what he did, but the way his face fell made me feel guilty in ways I’d been told I shouldn’t. “Bradley, you were my best friend for our entire lives. You were always there, and then all the sudden you were gone. And I was so confused because I waited for you to come home. I waited for you to call, or write, but you never did and I just—I don’t understand. I don’t understand what I did to you.”

“You didn’t do a damn thing. You aren’t the problem. He is.” Bradley’s voice came out pretty harsh, but I knew he was just frustrated. Frustrated with this entire shitty situation we’d been put in. He sat his drink in the cup holder with a heavy sigh, leaning his head back and closing his eyes for a moment. “Your dad screwed me over. And I was so…so goddamn mad I couldn’t see straight, and I just—I didn’t want to see him. I didn’t want to think about him, I didn’t want anything to do with him. And you…” He paused, looking over at me. “You are a Daddy’s girl if I’ve ever seen one. You put him before everyone, and I just…assumed that meant me too. I didn’t want to put you in a position where you felt like you had to choose. Staying away from both of you was just…easier.”

To me, that sounded like the stupidest thing I ever heard. But, Bradley’s feelings were valid, no matter how wrong I deemed them. I remembered what Dad had said on the beach, to put myself in his shoes, but that didn’t dampen my emotions any. “I shouldn’t have had to choose! B, we are your family! I understand wanting to get away but ten years? Ten years??”

“I wanted to reach out!” He interrupted me quickly. “God, I—I wanted to reach out to you so bad but then you—“ He cut himself off with a huff through his nose and I leaned forward.

“But then I what?”

“You enlisted. You enlisted, and your dad didn’t do shit to stop you.” Silence overtook the cab of the Bronco as Bradley stared at his hands, fiddling idly with his keychain as it hung off the ignition. It was cheesy—a little strip of red heavy duty fabric with the words REMOVE BEFORE FLIGHT stitched in white thread. It was so very Pete ”Maverick” Mitchell it almost hurt. “Your dad let you through and stood in my way. It made a lot of things crystal clear.”

“Clear how?”

“No matter how much he claims to love me, he’ll always put his flesh and blood first.”

“Bradley.” I scolded him like he was a child, brows furrowed with a look that called him out on how ridiculous he was being. “You know he loves you. He had his reasons, but that was absolutely not one of them.”

“I know, he told me his reason. He didn’t want to see me hurt, but that’s bullshit and you know it. He did it and it was selfish as hell, and then he turns around and lets his own daughter in?” He looked over at me. “He nearly ruins my career and then turns around and basically lights your way to an F-18 a year after pulling my papers. It’s not fair, and I guess…I guess it made me resent you a little.”

“That’s not fair.” I whispered, and Bradley nodded.

“I know it’s not. But I couldn’t help it. I just needed time, and every time I thought I was ready to face you I remembered that wherever you are, he wasn’t too far behind. I remembered his bullshit excuse and everything snowballed and the cycle started over again.” I sat up quickly, turning my body to face him.

“He told me the story of what happened with your dad, you know. His version of things.” The words came before I could stop them. I wouldn’t tell Bradley the real reason behind why Dad did what he did, but I could try and put it in perspective for him. I could try to get him to see where my father was coming from. Bradley blinked at me.

“He did?” He was surprised, and rightfully so. Dad loved to recount his glory days, told stories of his failures and victories and everything in between, but the day Goose died was something he never spoke about. Not even once.

“He had a nightmare, about a year ago. A really bad one, one he couldn’t wake up from. I woke up to him screaming and thrashing, calling for him, for Goose.” I looked at my legs, picking at the frayed hem of my shorts, grimacing at the memory. “He finally woke up, and he just…cried. Sat there in my arms and cried and cried, and I cried too because the last time I saw him that upset was when mom died. And when he finally calmed down, he told me what really happened.” Bradley knew the story, we both did, but we didn’t know the whole thing. Carole had told us about it when we were old enough to understand, when Bradley was old enough to start to show interest in the NAVY. Interest in being just like his father. “It wasn’t the jet wash or the flat spin that had him trapped in his nightmares, it was what happened after they hit the water. Bradley, he clung to your father’s body in the middle of the ocean for almost twenty minutes. Parachutes and flight gear weighed him down, the current tried to get him away, but Dad clung to his dead weight until rescue arrived. He said it felt like hours, waiting for someone to come save Goose, even though he knew he was past saving.”

“Why are you telling me this?” Bradley’s voice cracked and I could see tears shimmering in his eyes, and I reached out after a long moment and took his hand in mine.

“To try and help you understand.” I kept my voice soft, eyes on him even if he wouldn’t look at me. “At the time, Dad didn’t care what it did to your relationship because he was blind with fear. He’d look at you with the thought of you in a jet and he’d be back in that ocean with your dad. He was so scared of losing you, and it happened all the same.”

“But he didn’t pull your papers.” He whispered, like he was afraid if he talked any louder his voice would betray him.

“He learned his lesson with you.” I replied simply, dropping his hand and leaned back in my seat. Bradley stared out the windshield at the waves crashing into the sand, silence falling over us. Horrible, uncomfortable silence that made my skin crawl and it felt like it lasted hours.

“I’m sorry.” He said after a while, and I looked over to find him looking at me. “I’m so sorry for leaving you. It wasn’t fair. I just…I hope you’ll be able to forgive me someday because I miss you. I miss my best friend.”

My eyes searched his face for a long moment, and it made me wish I'd known Goose so I could make more accurate comparisons between the two because god, he looked so much like his father. “Bradley Bradshaw, you big softie.” I sighed heavily, taking his hand and slumping back in the seat, eyes trained back on the waves. “I forgave you ten years ago.”

“Yeah?” He asked, a smile in his voice, and I couldn’t help one from spreading on my face.

“Yeah.” I replied softly, nodding. “If you ever pull that shit again though, you can forget it, alright? No more Cherry and Ponyboy, I am just straight kicking your ass.”

Bradley laughed at that, so loud it echoed through the car, and dragged me across the middle seat into a big hug. “I’m never leaving you again.” He said into my hair as I wound my arms around his waist and buried my face in his shoulder. “I promise.”

After he finally let me go, I settled back into the middle seat, his arm draped across the back of it. Hot Fries and M&Ms sat between us to share, and we watched as the sun made its final descent beneath the horizon, washing the sky in a brilliant display of cotton candy pink and purple.

I didn’t know if things would smooth over between Bradley and my father, if Bradley could ever find it in his heart to forgive Dad like I forgave him. I didn’t know if things would ever feel completely back to normal between us, or if I’d always have a small part of me that resented him for leaving and he’d always have a small part that resented me for what my father did.

What I did know was that horrible tension between us had eased. I could breathe again. And right then, things were good. I was happy.

We were watching the same sunset.

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somber-sapphic · 1 year

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I'm Always Coming Back

Haha, I'm here! I'm reposting everything that I can! If you had an ask that wasn't answered, I lost it and I'm so sorry for that. (wanda x reader)

Wanda is back after a rough mission and you need to hide just how sick you are.

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You grumbled softly and ran a hand over your face, trying to force the stars from your vision. Logically, you knew that you had made a bad decision keeping yourself awake for so long. But the date with Wanda had been fantastic.

She had been gone for so long, her mission had taken two extra days and Fury had been up her ass interrogating her for hours about why it had run so long. Several different governments had also been trying to talk/murder her and then she’d had to go into hiding. She’d spent another week in hiding. It was hell.

“Y/n? You okay?” Wanda asked, settling back into her fighting stance. You forced a smile and nodded, trying to plan how exactly you were going to fight her without passing out. It wasn’t that you were unskilled in hand to hand combat, in fact it was one of your greatest strengths. The issue was the overwhelming dizziness caused by the congestion fucking with your inner ear.

“I’m fine. Let’s do this.” She came at you. You dodged the first punch, but the second hit you square in the gut. You grunted and tried to sweep her leg, but she had already leapt away, clearly using her powers as an assist. Part of you wished that you had powers of your own. Then you could shove all of this down more easily and kick her ass.

“Hun, you’re looking a little unsteady. Do you want to stop?” Yes, yes you wanted to stop. Your limbs were getting heavy and the effort of drawing air into your already beat up lungs was exhausting. Black spots had begun to dance in your vision and you could vaguely see the woman running towards you.

“Y/n!” You tried to hit her, figuring that the two of you were still sparing. You suddenly felt like you were floating, the world sort of fuzzing out around you. The sky was bluer, making everything else seem dark in contrast. You felt yourself taking a few steps backward, but you had no control. The last thing you saw before collapsing was a terrified looking Wanda trying desperately to get to you.

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“You are so fucking stupid. You are an idiot. I hate you, I hate you so much. A forcefield? You put up a fucking forcefield? What did you think that I was going to crack your skull? Oh wait, you already did that!” You groaned and turned your head to the side, trying to escape the nagging voice in your head.

“Y/n? You had better be awake. I can’t kill you if you die.” The voice said, sounding a little more clear and less in your head. A cool hand landed on your cheek and someone was pushing hair from your eyes.

As your awareness increased, so did the pain. It felt like someone was smashing your skull with a hammer. Why were they doing that? Seemed unfair. Plus, you were too cold. Or too hot. Or maybe both? And your nose was running. You tried to lift a hand to rub your drippy appendage, but the other person beat you there.

“Wa’na?” You mumbled, fighting to lift heavy eyelids. It felt as if someone had taped rocks to your eyes. The blurry figure smiled down at you and you swore you saw the woman pushing a tear off of her cheek.

“D’nt cry.” You frowned, picking up one heavy arm in an attempt to touch her face. Instead, you sort of smacked her. Wanda let out a teary laugh and held your hand to the side of her face, helping you out a little.

“Don’t scare me like that and I won’t cry.” She replied, bending down to kiss your overly warm forehead. Your lips turned up in a small smile and you nuzzled into the touch, missing the comfort that she brought.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you realized just how much you had missed her. She was your everything and for so long you had thought she was dead. They couldn’t update you as to her condition, they just told you to sit tight. Wait. Go about your day and hope the love of your life returns to you.

“I don’t feel good.” You whimpered, your body heaving with quiet sobs. The tears made your head hurt worse, you just wanted to be held. Wanda being the wonderful woman that she was, shifted onto your bed and pulled you into her arms. She cradled your injured head against your chest, and stroked your hair, kissing your hair as you cried.

“I know detka, I know. It's okay sweetheart. It's all okay. We’re going to watch movies and cuddle and I’ll get you whatever you want. We can do whatever you want until you feel better. I’ve got you, I love you, I shouldn’t have been gone so long. It's all going to be alright.” You weren’t sure if she was reading your thoughts, but you wouldn't be surprised if she was. You knew that you were projecting loudly and she could only do so much to block you out.

“I missed you…I-I was scared you weren’t, weren’t coming back.” You said into her shirt, breathing in the comfort that she brought. Wanda ran her nails along your scalp, adding another layer of relaxation. A little moan escaped your lips and she chuckled, glad that she was calming you down.

“I’m always coming back to you. I’ll always come home. I love you, you are my everything. Close your eyes, beautiful. I’ll wake you in a few hours to make sure you didn’t scramble your brains.” Now it was your turn to laugh. You smiled into her stomach and listened as she began to hum an old Sokovian song. Your head hurt and you felt miserable, but everything was better when you were in the arms of your witch.

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(a second batman x venom crossover. i mean, they just kinda keep having similiar themes all around, an' with two my fav halloween freaks. i cannot just pass this chance, haha.

either way, jon n' jack havin' a swell time as you can see. they're at the bottom of the food chain quite literally. poor twinky ghouls are about to become a dinner in more ways, than one. how unfortunate for them! but what a feast for a nosferatu n' alien parasite. one drinks 🩸, the other love eatin' human 🧠, so it's no biggie that both jon an' jack are scrawny an' undernourished. their predators aren't after their meat or limited fat. they are after more individual body parts an' components.

so yes, this is my halloween 'special' thingy! a conjoined mash-up about big bad predator an' their twangy, evil prey. the sort of dynamic, that both pairs had going on at one point or another. less so 'canically' for scarebat, since that series of comics *where batman was a savage vampire* is technically a separate 'what if' reality. but still, jon n' jack had a very real brush with smth, that is way stronger than them. an' only one made it out alive, but oh well, this is what AUs n' other stuff is for. bc how about no, an' how about some more homoerotic take on those scenes? like, it was 'hot' to me in some ways. esp with words like 'territorial dispute' an' implication of batman givin' scarecrow good ole vampire succ, post morten or not.

i honestly always amazed, when the comics does smth very servicing for my tastes / interests, without actually ever tryin' to pander to people like me. it's prob one of the most 'erotic' things to me as to an author. it's like a possible wink wink to someone, who wants to see it. but generally, just a part of the story. not even a big one, but that's just a tasty bit anyways! i always had a weakness to predator/prey thrope, esp when it's less of fluffy, twinlight kind of romance, but instead a gore-ish sort of deal, where one party can end up actually dying even if by pure accident. it provides some pretty big stakes. not to meantion, that there is always an unspoken paralell between sex n' death in horror genre. including consuming / stabbing / sucking blood an' such. it's important for me as horror movies fan. i like there to be some 'love' in my horror, even if it's not traditional or on the nose. it gives all those exederated gore-y / deadly scenes more meaning, if one wants to impliment it there. an' it just makes for a memorable scene as well.

also while i'm not super into the heroes 'turnin' bad' stuff, in this case, there is an appeal of flash / bruce going feral. it's hard to resist the playful thought about how bruce n' flash find their foe tempting, *iresistably attractive*, but in a different manner now. jack n' jon aren't no rosy maiden, who usually gets the spot of main dish / love interest, but this what makes it even better. jon an' jack are walking ginger bread, an' that's that, really. but tbf, they're kind of weirdos, who would always partly dig it. their handsome, brooding *arch*-enemy wants to eat them an' not some random hussie. that's very scary, an' also sexy lol.

still it's one of those moments in comics, where i wish that they kept the secenes going for a bit longer. just expanded on that suggestive possibility of them taking it step futher. but i also get why they didn't drag it out, cuz it wasn't the point of issue, anyways. just some lil fun moment. tho, i do love how batman *out of his mind or not* seemed to have enough mercy on crane to kill him off relativly quickly compared to the others. the riddler, pen-pen *yeah, i call oswald this* n' ivy had to suffer through the whole overdeal with full awarness, feeling their throats being ripped out, as they were still alive. jon was spared of such fate. the bat came, lectured him, broke his hand an' beheaded him. way quicker vs when you have to feel your meat and blood dripping all over ya. an' in venom's case, i loved how jack was so oddly forgiving of flash nearly decapitating him on the spot lol. flash *at that point* had already ate a fella or two. like bruce, he clearly wasn't proud of those times or enjoyd it, but out of all people, who managed to snap him out of the murder mode, it was jack. but hey, not on my watch! no one will die, but someone will be 'consumed', alright. that's just natural order of things or whatever. an' it's so bc i do make all the rules, haha.

as for more technical side of things, i did altered a few things. mainly with flash n' jack. i made flash's berserk venom form smalles an' all black, bc of well...uh, reasons. and also jack has an actual face here lol. also while at first, i wanted to draw him with his trade-mark messed up features, but kinda end up drawing him all 'dolled up' instead lol. so i suppose, along with all other au-ish elements, his face wasn't blown off in this universe either. an' on somewhat unrelated note, i like how both jack *even some of spiderman's ones* and jonathan are usually shown to be brunette or redhead. my pref will always be with those two being redheads, but still, it's a funny thing to ponder on. another technical bit is that, i wanted both jack n' jon being unable to use their hands / arms in one of the picture, since for me it's like snaring a 'prey' and then, they are kinda useless without it too. jon can land one hell of a kick for sure, but it won't help him to push away the vampire from his neck. also no fear gas to spray from his gloves, even if it would have acomplished nothing. in jack's case, it's similiar situation. he can throw / shoot lil flames from his gloves, the only thing that all symbiotes seem to detaste, besides specific levels of noise. but if he can't do it, and it's too risky to shoot flame from his helmet, welp, he's screwed lol. an' i also wanted to use venom's tongue as bondage tool lol. it was one of those things, that i always loved about venom symbiote / carnage looks an' anatomy, is how 'bendy' their bodies are. an' how creepy they can strech their body parts as well. both, bruce n' flash possess superhuman powers in this, so nor jon nor jack is actually a match for them. but taking away even the last of their defenses is a cherry on the top. jonathan is already always spooked animal, an' with someone as dumbly tunel-visioned as jack, it take a tad more to scare him shitless. esp bc he thinks, that he's such hot shit of a mercenary, haha.

so yups, this year batman n' flash got a treat. jack and' jonathan *in comparison* got tentacles and anemia respectively. can this count as trick? i mean, i guess lol. but on bright side, jonathan is kinda bruce's bf / blood bank in this one, an' jack is....well, he's a bitch. i mean, he touched the toxin, so now flash have to 'mark' him lol.

anyway, this is as pg-15 as i can go about it on here. i have two extra adult-ish artworks for these set ups. you can call it a follow up, if you want. here's the link, if someone is curious. but pls remember adults only. while there is no nudity in this one, there is still a clearly sexual cut in it. *also, i'm working on fics related to these set-ups as well. already workshoping vamp!bruce/crane one. sadly, had no free time to finish it all on halloween as well, but hey, it's always halloween on this blog!*)

#batman #venom comics #bruce wayne #jonathan crane #scarecrow #jack o' lantern #flash thompson #agent venom #scarebat #flashjack #brew draws

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etherealinowrites · 2 years

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stray kids reacting to your father being emotionally abusive/maknae line

TW// mentions of anxiety, panic, suicidal thoughts, emotionally abusive family, gaslighting, troubled childhood, an asshole dad, eating disorders, reader who recovered from binge eating disorder so mentions of weight gain and loss, swearing, mentions of physical fighting

pairing- slightly chubby female reader x stray kids member

requested- yes

wc- around 0.5K for each member so 2K in total

part one, reactions masterlist, skz masterlist

taglist: @dreamescapeswriting @cocainee-queen @lix-ables @eastleighsblog @mwitsmejk @im-the-charmer

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“as if, look at her. i remember her taking gym during high school. haha! she would be out of breath in like, minutes.” you dad laughed, a glass of alcohol in his grip as he roared around the dinner table. “her and workout with a man as fit as you? impossible.”

your mother sent weak looks at him, then looked down, unable to say anything.

you sighed, rolling your eyes and sipping on some water while you dug your nails into your palm. old habits do die hard it seems.

after months of talking, you had finally agreed to come to one family dinner to introduce your boyfriend. however, you hadn’t expected your dad to be that much of an idiot and still joke about your sensitive points.

jisung

your hands had begun shaking from the amount of thoughts running through your head. hung down as you stared hard the floor, you tried to level your breathing as your father went on and on about all the ways in which you were horrible.

jisung couldn’t help the frown that he'd begun forming on his face. he knew your dad was not the best person in your life but you had never told him just how horrible he was? jisung sighed deeply once, trying to brush his anger away and turned to look at you.

the way your figure shook slightly under the words and your eyes had turned glassy made his frown turn into an angry scowl.

within minutes his hand was on yours, holding it warmly in his grasp. you looked up, and he all but smiled at you with the most understanding look in his eyes. “its okay baby, i am here.” he mouthed, caressing his thumb on your hand as you began to tune out what your father had been crying about.

“i mean, i’m just being honest really, she was fa-” your dad continued, horribly making fun of you but jisung had has enough, he’d seen enough of you trying to let it go and your shivering figure made him snap.

“sir, we came here for a good time, but honestly this is not how you treat your guests.” jisung’s calm outburst had you biting your lip as your father sneered.

“oh why, does it hurt knowing how bad your girlfriend is? does it hurt realising the truth and knowing she lied to you-”

jisung let out a loud scoff as he frowned and pushed his chair back. “listen you old man, you are the one who needs to do some ‘realisation’ here okay? it's you who’s fucked in the head if you think that a person is only to be judged by their body, what the fuck is even wrong with anyone’s body? y/n was beautiful and will always be no matter what size she wears or what workouts she does. whatever y/n tells me is our business and for your kind information, she has told me all about her struggles and your shitty parenting so you don’t have to be an asshole anymore got it?”

jisung got up, adjusting his clothes as he extended a hand to you. “let’s go baby, we don't need him talking to us anymore.”

you both ignored the indecent curses from your father as you nodded, grateful for his side by yours as he softly kissed your knuckles and led you out the door.

felix

felix was very protective of you, and his protectiveness had just increased tenfold when you'd told him about your past struggles with food, eating, body image and mental issues. he cherished you to bits and he couldn’t stand knowing that something was capable of hurting you when he was there to protect you.

naturally, it came as a huge shock to him when he realised that the biggest source for those issues was none other than the man you called father.

he knew that you and him had a delicate relationship but he never knew just how delicate it was, to the point of it being non existent.

disgusted by your fathers words, he didn't waste a second and taking your hands, lifting you up. ““i mean, i’m just being honest really, she was fa-” your dad continued, making felix’s expression turn to stone.

“shut the fuck up, you dickhead.” felix growled, making you widen your eyes as your father looked taken aback.

“what the-.” your father cursed back, angering felix further.

“what? you think you can just sit here an insult my y/n just because you’re her father? well news flash, her boyfriend loves her the same and even more now, bloody thanks to you for making him realise how brave she has been for suffering through life with a sorry excuse of a father like you.” felix spat, making you stare at him in awe.

“oh and just for the record, i would love y/n regardless of her appearance.” felix yelled over his back as he led you both out.

seungmin

seungmin was someone was very practical in every situation. never mind how panic inducing, seungmin always maintained his cool however. seeing your father continuously insult was pricking his nerve.

he tried to control himself. really, you’d told him multiple times about how your father and you had a broken relationship yet he had no idea it was this bad. he almost felt guilty for not realising this sooner.

when he realised how abusive your father was and how much you’d actually endured and still were, he took a deep breath before taking your trembling hands.

“we’re leaving you shit ass excuse of a father.” was all seungmin spat your father who looked shocked.

“let’s go baby, these people don’t deserve our time.” he calmly helped you get up, holding you close as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“i have always loved y/n since i met her and i always will no matter what she looks like or what she does. she is perfect to me in every way.” he hissed at your father angrily, making your turn as he led you out the door.

“don’t worry baby, we won’t ever come back. you know that i love you right?”

jeongin

jeongin waited, clenching his fists under the table as he took deep breaths. he hated people like your father, people who had little to no sense of common etiquette. he hated these kinds even more when they affected you in a negative way.

he could only grit his teeth in silent anger as he remembered his promise to you to no react. he knew very well about your father's horrible nature towards you but this was something that crossed all lines.

even for what you had warned him about, this was seriously a real human violation in jeongin's eyes. his eyes snapped dangerously towards your father as he realised with a sinking realisation that your parents were unaware of your past struggles with mental health and disorders. disturbed to his core, he let out a deep breath before he turned to check in on you.

the sight of you scrunched inwards, head down and shivering hands snapped the last piece of restraint that had him holding.

“i mean, i’m just being honest really, she was fa-” your dad continued but jeongin had had enough.

"thats it!" he cried out, leaning down to stare your father in the eyes. "i will not sit idly while you disrespect my y/n with that filthy mouth of yours. have some sense as a human you prick. don't ever invite us here ever again or i swear i will punch you in your shitty face, got?" he growled lowly, his hometown accent creeping into tone that made his threat seem scarily realistic.

"lets go love, they don't deserve our time." he turned to you, voice in a completely different tone as he softly took your hands, cooing at you to stand up.

"you know that i will alwasy love you babe right?" he sighed, pressing a kiss to your head as he mumbled in your head.

"i love you too, thank you jeongin."

a/n: i hope you like it!

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