#stupid that the fandom would blame him for it too and be up in his mentions being pissy

[wigglebox]

the shittiest thing is that there isn’t anything wrong with 15x18′s scene [the one thing i wish is that dean could have talked back and answered but i think we know why he didn’t]

bad things can happen to queer characters. the empty deal was set up since season 14 and it’s been dangling over our heads until 15x18 and the longer we went we either thought they forgot about it or we were clowning that destiel would be the thing that made him happy and indeed it was. 

bad things can happen to queer characters if you allow the story to take flight from there. 15x18 wasn’t bury your gays [imo], indeed, technically, cas was taken alive to the empty. he wasn’t killed he was just kidnapped lol. 

the issue wasn’t that the empty deal was fulfilled because again, it happened. it happens.

this show can have very sad moments. the show killed him in the season 12 finale too but we knew he was coming back so it was okay. 

the problem was never 15x18. that scene was beautiful, the immediate aftermath is haunting, and its impact on the fandom and pop culture was felt deeply. sp8, bobo, jackles, misha, they all did a very good job. i can play that scene in my head like it’s on screen in front of me beat for beat. 

the problem was the fact that 1519 and 1520 did literally no follow up. 

****I’m going to state for the record right now, I don’t believe that cas is in heaven so that’s going to take up the bulk of the second half of this so if that spec really upsets you pls don’t continue ;_;

15x18 ended and dean’s ignoring a phone call from sam, who he knows could very much well be in trouble. it was quiet, he was crying, it was sad, we all cried, we were all so happy but also so sad, it was a beautiful tornado of emotions that any writer and actor and director should feel proud of telling. 

the issues came first with 15x19 when you had little emotional follow up. idk who inserted the scenes where it appeared dean was really struggling with what happened but he never explained really what happened to anyone. he didn’t say aaaaanything. he didn’t explain. nothing. 

there was that report from a set watcher that said in their first scene where they try to give themselves up to chuck and he’s talking about bringing cas back that he was really really emotionial, whereas in 1519 it didn’t seem as emotional as we know he can get, and has already gotten before. but that’s more up for debate because we don’t know that person’s parameters for ‘emotional’

but regardless, dean’s emotional state in 1519 didn’t linger too much on 1518. i feel like you can feel jackles struggling to try and demonstrate that where he could but what also sucks is that he’s not in charge of what takes they use. 

the last time we hear dean say cas’ name is when he gets that phone call and it’s lucifer — some more queer coding and the last bit of it we see for the rest of the show. 

and after that, literally, i’m serious — like go back and watch the episodes if you don’t believe me — dean never says cas’ name again after that. 

so already out of the gate, a man who, through our own past witnessing of his emotional state after cas has gone, should be really just completely frozen. maybe not completely, only bc you’d imagine he’d draw on that inner emotionality and help use it as a tool, and we do get ‘that’s not who i am’ or whatever but there’s still no....impact. 

1519 muffled the emotional impact of 1518. 

1520 shoved it in the ground and covered it with 8 feet of cement. 

1520 has a whole host of issues which like — conspiracy after conspiracy as to what happened exists but the fact remains is i do believe them when they say the final script post-covid wasn’t all too far from the original pre-covid. i know there were reports from 2020 vegas con that one of the actors, i think kim or bri, said they were still working on fine tuning the script — but regardless — i don’t think it was ever going to be too far off. 

my complicated emotions on 1520 range from genius episode to oh my god what the fuck episode — but the fact of the matter is we were likely never going to see cas again. 

sam mentions him in a group with others, bobby mentions him as an after thought etc etc. the worst thing is that we were likely never going to see cas on screen again because if you did you’d have to put him on the same screen with dean and if that happened the people would want an answer to 1518 straight up

so we replace him with jimmy instead and what likely would have been our last glimpse at a good queercoding, the last strong punch to dean’s 15 mile deep glass ceiling they have on top of him. jimmy was supposed to be dressed like cas, and they were supposed to talk. dean’s reaction to seeing him was supposed to initially be emotional before he realized it wasn’t cas. 

but even that wouldn’t have helped 1518 because we still wouldn’t have seen cas. 

they never explain how cas ‘helped’ rebuild heaven, how he got out of the empty only two episodes after he got in there, why he doesn’t show his face [which i feel like would have been even more ‘wtf??’ when we saw jimmy but not cas], etc etc. since we didn’t see him on screen, and never was going to see him on screen, i did not believe he was in heaven at all.

all this unspoken dialogue and scenes explaining to us literally, — as dean and sam hunt monsters who literally rip the tongues out of people and dean gets first pied in the face [with a laughing robert singer behind him] and is stabbed in the back and killed — that the lack of emotional response and feedback and story post 1518 was a deeper issue behind the scenes with the creatives. 

the problem wasn’t 1518, cas being taken by the empty as part of his deal, etc etc. 

the problem was there was no emotional follow up, no contemplating, no empty rescue, no more dean and cas on screen together, etc etc etc. 

[which, as part of the meta conspiracy — 1502 cas tells dean ‘we are (real)’ and now they’re not on the screen anymore by the end together soooooo was....any of that real?]

but regardless, spec, meta, and whatever aside

the problem was never 1518. 1518 is at the good kids table. the problem was, and forever will be, the episodes that came right after and didn’t do anything with that incredibly emotional and impactful scene. 

#so it's not bury your gays #gays can die gays can get hell deals made and bad things can happen to gay charactres #the problem is what do you do with that? #and buckleming and singer and tobe fair i have to say dabb #dropped the ball on that one #and it's not misha's fault and it's ridiculous 1) producers would make him 'defend cas' death' and 2) #stupid that the fandom would blame him for it too and be up in his mentions being pissy #i'm sorry #long post #salt #1518 #mc #spn cast

[anonymouslosersworld]

Thirst

Fandom: Obey me shall me date

Characters: Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beezlebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, and Barbatos.

Genre: Smut (M)

Prompt: Mc/reader gets into a magical mishap and ends up being hit by an uncomplete/incorrect spell that amplifies their desire. Their desire being a certain someone.

Mammon

You have always recognized how attractive Mammon is. His beautiful tan, firm chest, and his complimentary white hair. His tsundere personality was frustrating but adorable.

But right now his looked absolutely delicious. You could feel your mouth watering just by looking at him. you had been feeling hot and needy for a bit but you didn't want to impose on Mammon when he had company over.

but if you really had to blame someone it was mammon. He knew you found him irresistible when he showed off his demon form. You wanted to pounce on him at that very moment. but his stupid company was taking your mammon's attention for too long and they weren't taking the hint you wanted them to leave.

You bite your lip as you zero in on his abs that lead into his pants hiding the thing you wanted to take a peek at and jump for a good old time. But him having company was making you miserable, the shower you had taken earlier wasn't helping as much as you thought it would.

Your hair was still dipping wet as the droplets were falling to Mammon's black shirt you had taken hostage. It had been hours since you got hit by the spell and nothing had happened. But you found yourself in a certain mood, craving him.

Your face felt hot, in fact, your entire body felt hot. You knew what would calm you down and you were going to get it.

" Mammon~"

" Hang on Treasure."

If Mammon had bothered to look, he might have avoided, the entire situation but Mammon wasn't known for being all that smart. Being denied yet again made you angry, so it was finally time to take what you wanted, what was yours.

"I grow tired of waiting." In an instant, you were on mammon's lap pinning him to his own sofa pulling his hair to his side, and leaving his neck open. The air was thick in tension, It was hard to even swallow.

Mammon looks at you in shock, he almost mistook you for a demon. The look on your face was serious and intimidating. Something he wasn't serious about. "I own you Mammon, you are mine!"

Apparently, a demon reclaiming their stake in their partner. Mammon couldn't lie it was hot but a little embarrassing done in front of the company. well, a company he didn't want but still.

"dismiss them. Now."

"tre-Ah~" Mammon moaned as you bit into his neck " w-wait. ~hmm, fuck!" you had begun unbuckling his pants and started rubbing his cock through his pants. All while leaving hickey's on his neck.

"Leave," you demanded, " It appears Mammon needs to be reminded who owns him."

The company of witches was watching you guys, frozen until you had to address them and they booked it to the door. they knew one thing. Never and I mean Never get in between to get/stop anything done with demon biology including and not limited to claiming or reclaiming in this case between demons.

'" N~No wait! go~oh~ gotta do something. s-stop!"

"you say that but you spreading your legs, trying to wrap yourself around me."

Mammon had not realized it until now but his chest was already marked up and his nippled erected from you teasing them with your fingers. His pants were already off and the witches left had basically left a dusty figure of themselves trying to get out of this room.

His cock was fully erect ready from your teasing, the witches had left two hours ago. you had already made edged him twice and had made him cum over his pool table while you pegged him and made him stain his couch from riding him.

" y/n please~! I'm yours!"

An 8-in vibrator was stuffed deep in Mammon's ass massaging his g-spot while you had stuffed his cock into your hole. The thudding of his bed hitting the wall was heard through the house as well as his pleads. Mammon's hands were pinned to his own headboard. He wasn't able to touch you in all this time.

"Don't worry Mammon as soon as you get milked out of all your cum. I'll leave you alone"

Leviathan

Levi was an interesting case, very interesting. He knew you would be affected by your spell and it made him nervous. There was no way that you didn't want a yucky otaku like him but he couldn't provide anything you were interested in. Yet you were still around. you kept fidgeting with something and wouldn't let him see it. You didn't let him see it not even as the thing absorbed him.

He had every right to be nervous.

Levi's wrists were held by a pair of slimy tentacles while another pair kept his legs spread apart. He could feel the slime trail around his body. The same tentacle that had duplicated into 8 different tenacles, who were now playing with his body as you thoroughly enjoyed yourself looking at him get fucked by your tentacles. Levi was stunned, his body defiled and explored. All he could do was be open-mouthed while his eyes rocked to the back of his head.

"Ack~! Hmm~!"

"so pretty," you say as you cup his cheek, "and your all mine! no Ruri-chan to keep you away from me."

"AHh~"

Levi's face burned red at your words and actions.

The sounds of the tentacles fucking into his now sloppy hole and the other two tentacles rubbing and squeezing around his two serpent cocks. The splatters of his cum drenched the floor, it didn't help that you made your tentacles intertwine with his tail and mess with the most sensitive parts of his tail. He was so glad you stuffed another of your tentacles into his mouth his throat was so sore from all his moaning and declarations of his love to you. He found it a little comforting the rhythm of the tentacle throat fucking him at least it shut him up.

"I can't wait till I fuck you levi. I love you ♡."

Levi was losing himself to the pleasure you brought to him. LOved that you were claiming him. Fucking him so aggressively.

There was still a sting of pain from where you smacked his ass.

This was just like his favorite Hentai.

Satan

The library is for the pursuit of knowledge and is supposed to be quiet.

Satan panted heavily as your hand kept rubbing him in a constant motion. His eyesight was completely covered with his own tie. The cheap cat hair band squeezes his temples from the previous fuck session on one of the library tables. Your legs keep his thighs from closing as his hips rock with the motion of your hand. Satan bites his lip as you apply pressure to his tip.

His own shirt ripped open and clung to the sweat of his body. The buttons scattered across the library floor. His chest was marred with your love marks all over him.

"me-meow"

"good kitty," you say as you loom over his semi-naked body "can kitty cum one more time for me?" your fingers gripped satan's chin as you looked at him.

He shook his head. His own body now aching and cock sore.

"hmm? I guess I did milk the kitty well huh? maybe you'll give me a litter?"

Your hand rubs his stomach

"you'd look amazing full of babies."

Asmodeus

It was a little hard to sometimes tell who was egging on who put all of Asmodeus's followers now knew that there was a reason why Asmodeus was so enticed, charmed, and just utterly smitten by you. The entire day you kinda just loomed around asmo, keeping him company as you messed around and did stuff for his blog. It wasn't until a certain live stream that the effect really kicked in.

"O-ooh Fuck!~"

Asmodeus' legs clammed shut around your head. His back arched and his hand was gripping your head and his sheets. Your tongue was deep into him and your fingers had a tortures stead pace making him go crazy.

" Fuck yess! The way you show your love for me... it's enough. hmm~ to make me t-there!"

He had fucked demons, humans, and tons of other species but he could never ever get over how passionate you were when you decided to claim him over and over again. The red hand prints on his ass cheeks from when you fucking him doggy-style still stung. You kept making him melt with climaxes over and over again.

"I'm going to go f-fuck crazy!"

you raise up from eating asmo's cunt, leaving your fingers still fucking his hole."

"I want you to. I want you to be crazy over me as I am over you. " your lips connect as he tastes himself in your mouth. His legs wrap around your waist. Stopping you from going back down on him.

"fuck me, I want you close."

A lot of people including the prince of devil-dom just knew how down and lustful your claim over asmo was.

Beelzebub

Beel wasn't so sure why you wanted to be on his lap but still didn't deny you as all you ended up doing was snuggling up to his chest and ensuring you were cuddling while he sat on his bed. All he knew was that the spell just amplified your desire and if it was in his capabilities he would do it.

Your hand caressed his biceps and muscles as your nose was nuzzled into his chest.

"I'm hungry Beel." your tone was sultry as your hand played with his hair while the other was placed beside his body. he somehow knew it wasn't food.

Your hands push him down as you straddle him. Your hands slipping his sweater off his body. Your hand grips the edge of shirt of his shirt.

"~n-ngh! d-does this make you feel full?"

"hmm! so full.~"

You directed your intertwined hands on your stomach. you fingertips touch as you smile at him before making him feel your lower stomach.

"can't you feel it beel, you fill me up. s-s~oh nice." You make his fingers trace the bulge that his cock made on your stomach. HIs blush intensifies as the whimper gets stuck at his throat. Beel hips stuttered as he felt his stomach tightening but he ignores the feeling to hold your hand.

Beel has always been a romantic at heart.

Belphegor

"y-y/n!~" belphegor whined as his held your shoulders.

"hmm? what do you need princess?"

"t-this is emb-raah~ssing!~"

"awwe but you like it when I'm fucking your tight little hole sweetie."

Belphegor's back was killing him as you had folded him into a mating press and fucking his cock int that position. it made him feel so weak as you zip tied his hands and placed it onto you neck while you fucked his cock.

"nngh~" the machine you placed on his hole worked hard against his hole making sure to hit his spot. The grip you had on his balls nearly made him cream . The marks you left on his thighs woke a fire that started the whole thing in the first place. Your hand moves grips his thigh and forces his thigh to open.

"A-ah!" Belphegor moans as you smack his ass for not keeping his legs open. His cock throbbed within you as he spread his legs a little more.

"Be a good boy Belphie or else i'll have to punish you ."

Belphegor shook his head no, as he wrapped his legs around you waist.

"n-no. Make me come please!"

Diavolo

Diavolo felt responsible for what happened to you. He decided to personally watch you as you kept insisting you were fine and if someone had to watch you then you insisted it would be him.

He always felt like he missed a lot of crucial social stuff due to his royalty and barbatos. But thanks to you he wasn't missing getting fucked dumb inside the student council room on lucifers desk.

Diavolo's hands gripped your hips as you rode his cock. The things on lucifers desk were scattered on the floor as DIavolo was laying on the desk.

There was a vibrating dildo up Diavolo's ass, and nipple claps on his chest. Your sultry gaze seduced Diavolo and made him feel butterflies in his gut. The lipstick kisses roamed his body, some of them were hickey's.

You leaned down and held Diavolo's head to kiss him as you rocked your hips into your spot. Your kisses suck the soul out of him, well if he had one.

Barbatos

Barbatos was tasked to keep an eye on you by Diavolo. So for the duration of the said spell, he was to be taking care of you making sure you didn't escape your room as you previously had. Knowing that the Seven demon brothers were weak towards you they knew that Lucifer and his brothers would end up caving. The angels were out of the question due to the very fact that apparently, you had a very VERY strong corruption kink towards SImoen and Rapheal. That seemed to have a strong effect on them. Solomon was also out of the question due to some...incident. Which made him the defacto caretaker as Barbados wouldn't cave.

..or everyone thought.

"a-aah~!"

Barbato's gloveless fingers clenched your sheets as he loomed over your bed. Your panties stuffed into his mouth to keep him from being too loud. Barbatos top clothes were pushed past his shoulders and loosely flowed around his arms around his elbows/arms.

"Shh~ Barbatos the young master might hear you.~"

"hmm~!"

"unless of course, you want him to know?

Bsrbatos eyes widen as he raised his head from your bed when he felt your lubricated fingers go even deeper.

"Your so wet, do you like it that much hm~?"

Barbatos tail tightened its grip on your arm and shoulder as your finger begins to pick up speed to abuse his weak spot. He gasped as the toy you had wrapped around his cock began to massage his balls trying to seduce him into yet another orgasm. Barbatos curses his legs as they began to tremble. He blames it on his old age and works for his now weakening knees.

"The poor young master is going to hear you~ He's going to find out you fell astray from his orders," you whisper into his ear

His back arches even more as you curl your fingers within him, repeating the motion before kissing his neck. You add yet another finger in him. He was well aware of your knee placed between his legs as he spreads his legs wider so that your fingers glide easier into him.

" He's going to know that you fed into my desire for you."

"N-ngh!~"

"That you offered yourself up to me."

The firm grip on the base of his tail makes his legs give out almost begin enough to make him cum.

"O-oh!!~"

Barbatos bites down on your panties in order to quiet himself as he cums. Your tongue swirled around the swell of his tail. Your mouth sucked harshly as his hips stutter from his climax. With a pop, you release his tail.

" You poor, pretty little thing."

#obey me #sub obey me #obey me shall we date #mammon x reader #obey me leviathan #obey me mammon #obey me diavolo #obey me belphegor #obey me beelzebub #obey me asmodeus #obey me satan #obey me barbatos #obey me beel smut #obey me beezlebub #mammon smut #barbatos smut #leviathan smut #obey me smut #belphegor smut #satan smut #diavolo smut

[normal-internet-user]

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-ONE LAST KISS-

♡~~♡~~♡~~♡~~♡

Summary: You can't help but think about the last kiss you shared with Luke before he revealed himself as a traitor.

Warnings: Angst; Reader feels guilty;

Requested: Nah

GN Reader!

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The walls of your cabin seemed to swirl around you as silent tears streamed down your face.

You had tossed and turned for hours, but sleep just seemed to evade you. Always just out of reach no matter how tired you were.

As quietly as you could, you climbed from your bunk, not bothering to put on shoes as you slipped silently out of your cabin.

Your brain seemed to be om auto-pilot as your feet carried you to the edge of the forest. Sitting at the base of an old oak tree you and Luke often used to find yourselves at.

You leaned back against the large tree, the space next to you feeling all too empty as it had since Luke had left you behind.

It hurt. Him leaving.

He hadn't even bothered to properly say good-bye, an action that left you wondering if he's even cared about like you cared for him.

A stupid thought. You know he loves you. But doubt clouded your mind everytime you thought about it.

The Luke you fell in love with seemed to be lost to you when you last saw him. It was like a completely different person had stolen the body of your love, and was simply taking claim of his face and name.

His usually bright blue eyes were dull, and cold. As though they'd frozen over.

He'd hardly looked at you.

Barely acknowledged you were there.

You choked back a small sob, burying your face in your hands. You were mentally scolding yourself for not noticing his shift. The small things that should have clued you in as to what was happening.

Against your wishes your mind flashed back to the last kiss you'd shared. How different it felt compared to all the others.

You hadn't payed it much thought at the time, but now, looking back, you couldn't help but notice how emotional he seemed then.

Like he was never going to be able to kiss you again.

His hesitant breath against your lips as he pulled away. The way his touch lingered on your cheeks a little longer than usual.

You hadn't noticed.

You simply pressed two quick kisses to his face, one to his jawline, the other on his scar. Then you smiled and left him to go teach archery.

Maybe, if you had noticed his tension, the hesitance to let you go, you could have prevented all of this.

You knew realisticly you weren't to blame. Kronos had been poisoning Luke's mind for months, but even then you hadn't noticed.

Certainly there were things you had. You had tried to get him to confide in you about his stresses, but he'd refused. When you got more pushy with it, he began distancing himself.

You stopped asking, not wanting to push him to much, and he seemed to relax, so you let it go. After that, it seemed like everything was fine again.

The two of you would stay up passed curfew, go for walks through the strawberries like you always had.

Then he left.

He left camp, and he left you.

You sent a silent prayer to whatever god was listening, begging for a moment of peace. For just one minute without your brain screaming at you.

You were of course met with nothing but your tear stained face, and the silence of the camp around you.

"Just one." You thought to yourself, "I would have been happy with just one last kiss."

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And here it is! My first ever fic for the pjo/hoo/toa fandom! I had the biggest crush on Luke when I first read the books, so I thought he was a good pick.

And I am taking request atm so shoot me an ask if you have an idea!<3

#normie writes #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #pjo x reader #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo luke #gn reader #x reader #angst

[bomber-grl]

Hiro Hamada dating hc ❤︎₊ ⊹

~ Pairing(s): Hiro Hamada x Gn!reader (no pronouns used)

Hiro is most definitely full of nerves and awkwardness when the relationship first starts

I mean you can’t rlly blame him considering it’s super awkward when you start dating your friend 🫠🫠

He obvs eases up eventually and it becomes more casual between the two of you .

He pretty much stays the same but the way he tries to sneakily hold your hand doesn’t go unnoticed

He’s still the stupid and cringe prick he always was

Except 100x worse

You thought it couldn’t get worse than this? Well you were wrong 🦍

He’s alwayyyysssss bothering you

Sure he loves you and everything but bro

You can only handle so much

Bro is obsessed with so many things and is in a bunch of fandoms

So best believe you’re gonna have to sit and listen to him talk about the lore about random ass shit you’ve never heard about

How lovely ☺️

He seems to be on crack all the freaking time

Freaking demon child

You’ll especially love when you get comfortable enough to cuddle and he decides to trap you under the blanket with his farts while he runs away

And they say romance is dead 😍

And then he goes and acts like he’s an angel in front of cass

☺️ beautiful

Just smile for the time being, dw you can imagine the torture you’ll put him through to get you through the week

Also, you can’t not tell me this boy is a gamer or anime watcher

He’ll definitely watch shonen anime’s like Naruto or bleach but secretly watch them romance animes

Hell probably watch kdramas too, initially because cass would and it kinda stuck with hiro

Now going back

Hiro is super clingy

He tries denying it but he’s Fr super fucking clingy

It’s not a bad thing iggggg

He’s super cuddly and affectionate but not like in a super lovey way but more like a cat just doing whatever

Likes having his hair played with too

Will throw a whole ass tantrum if you don’t

Not rlly but still)

It’s pretty fun hanging around him especially when you’re not with him

When you’re not together you use social media to interact

Over TikTok, discord and just regular ol messages

Usually over TikTok since you guys be having TikTok wars

Whenever you open the app hiro always sends you 99+ TikTok’s and you do the same just to be an ass

He also uses those wack ass TikTok emojis 😭

Imagine going home after a long day at school and just seeing-

“Fnafl0v3r_66 tagged you “hehe [cute]”

If you don’t know that emoji go ahead and search it on TikTok)

Following that message is a video of sukuna x Cinderella w bakugo as their son

Like wtf

And then there’s the other end of the spectrum with hiro tagging you in those cute couple TikTok’s like bro pick a sideeeee

Ugly ass

Calling him that as if you guys don’t cuddle all the time

Well yea he’s pretty cool to have as a boyfriend when he’s not being a pain in the ass 😍

Extra - I just think of that one audio “I love you mr beast, I’ll love you forever and ever”

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Best believe he says that on repeat

#gn reader #female reader #male reader #hiro hamada #bh6 #big hero 6 #big hero six #hiro hamada x reader #bh6 hiro #bh6 the series #bh6 fandom #bh6 fanfiction #bh6 x reader #hiro bh6 #hiro x reader #fanfic #fanfic fluff #fluff #bomber-grl #gn!reader #Spotify

[nana-mania]

pls can you do a part 2 for the red flags of bllk characters!! it was so good!

࿐*ೃ sure!! i actually plan to do for more characters in part 3 so characters suggestion is highly encouraged! (4 CHARACTERS MAXIMUM)

“HIS RED FLAGS” - PART 2 - what does he do that make him an obvious red flag?

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ headcanon

࿐*ೃ feat : reo mikage, seishiro nagi, oliver aiku, rin itoshi

࿐*ೃ fandom : blue lock

࿐*ೃ extra : gn! reader, angst.

࿐*ೃ trigger warning : cheating, manipulation, profanities, toxic relationship.

REO MIKAGE

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Reo would be the best, most perfect partner ever if only he believes that not everything can be resolved through his wealth. He loves you, he does but you're never his priority. All he cares about is his football career. He barely has time for you, often spending time with Seishiro to practice soccer together until dusk nearly everyday. When you tell him about your worries, you expect him to take action and finally considers to mend the relationship again. But he never. He just gives you tons of money and tells you to have fun by yourself to cheer you up. When you insist him to spend quality time with you, he harshly rejects you by saying he is busy. Indeed, he is busy. He is busy being Seishiro's servant and prioritizing his happiness more than yours.

“Sorry, Y/n. Not today. I have practice.”

“I told you, I don't have the leisure time to play around. I need to practice soccer!”

“Just take this money and enjoy yourself. Leave me alone and never speak about this matter ever again.”

SEISHIRO NAGI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Seishiro...is lazy, in general and in all ways. Relationship is a hassle for him to handle due to his lazy nature. He never make an effort to spice up nor mending his relationship with you. If it happens, it happens. That's his motto, one that he never fail to hold onto. Seishiro basically doesn't even care about you let alone your feelings for him in the slightest bit. He is solely using your vulnerability to his advantage. In all honesty, he only engages in relationship with you because he thinks you would be useful to assist him with his daily needs. You're a gullible person who simply follows all his orders like a servant, only thinking you only do this out of love and casting aside the fact you're being manipulated by your own boyfriend. He asks for breakfast? You make one for him. He tells you to wash all his clothes while he play games? You gladly do so. This goes on for a while until you realize how wrong this is and confronts Seishiro about it. The result, he never give a flying fuck. Instead, Seishiro manipulates you into thinking this is your own fault and makes you feel much worse.

“So...what's your point actually? You're blaming me over your own stupidity?”

“You're really dumb, Y/n. So dumb that it took you this long to notice.”

“Apologize? I never do anything wrong. It isn't like I hit you or anything.”

OLIVER AIKU

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ We all know what this man is capable of; cheating. From the start of the relationship, he has dropped countless obvious hints. During date, you will always find his eyes lingering on other people as he “admires” them with a lustful smirk on his face. When you confront him, Oliver just brushes it off and says you're overreacting. It doesn't matter how many times you scold him, he will repeat his doing. And as time passes, he straightout flirts with anyone that catches his interest right in front of you. Daring to even exchange number while his lips curves into a seductive smirk. He barely has time for you and frequently leaving the house to have fun with his “friends”, which turns out to be his secret lover, one that he has been cheating on you with for a long time.

“Jeez, you're overreacting too much. I'm just being nice to them.”

“What's wrong with getting their number? You know me, I like making new friends!”

“Come on...can you just be open-minded and let me do anything I want? I can date anyone I want besides you. You have no control over my life.”

RIN ITOSHI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ You and Rin were like dream lovers, perfect for each other and completed each other's heart. That's it, until the dispute between Rin and his older brother happened that drastically changed him...and his relationship with you. Rin is not as sweet and as caring he used to be, solely focusing on his goal to surpass and beat his older brother in their unhealthy rivalry. He has become more distant and acts colder toward you. There is no spark of joy in the relationship anymore, with Rin drifting apart from you and you hurting from his cold-hearted treatment. You try to be there for him, supporting him in his journey to be the best striker to prove to his older brother but your efforts are often overlooked and left unappreciated by Rin. In fact, he sees you as a nuisance rather than his biggest supporter.

“I don't have time for you. Screw off, (Y/n).”

“You interrupted my practice to tell me to fucking rest? Are you telling me to laze around?”

“From now on, stop visiting me during practice. You are a fucking nuisance.”

࿐*ೃ thanks for reading this headcanon! likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated ♡

#blue lock fandom #blue lock x reader #blue lock x y/n #headcanon #blue lock headcanons #gender neutral reader #blue lock angst #angst headcanons #bllk x reader #bllk #sae x you #blue lock x you #toxic relationship #red flags #rin itoshi #oliver aiku #reo mikage #seishiro nagi #rin x you #bllk rin #bllk aiku #bllk nagi #bllk reo #nagi x you #aiku x you #reo x you

[glow-wine]

I have been thinking about this and ... I don't know? Is Brandon Sanderson ... stupid? I saw him explain on Reddit that he he needs to talk in detail about all his problems with the TV show, because his name is attached to it, so it reflects on him. I mean, seriously, he said this on Reddit, surrounded by comments shitting on the showrunner ... It's been two years, and I think it is fairly obvious that show haters/critics have singled out Rafe Judkins as the villain responsible for everything they dislike about the show. He gets blamed for everything, even the fucking pandemic itself. And Sanderson's role in this narrative is the wronged hero, the defender of True Fandom, sadly defeated by the evil gay manhating villain, who hates the books and the fans and maliciously ignores all of Sanderson's advice because he hates him personally because he is evil! (Rafe being gay is definitely one of the things that make him such a convenient target, and I have seen a ton of homophobia, including quite nasty stuff.) It's hard to believe that Sanderson has not picked up on this at all, that he doesn't know how negative comments from him would be perceived. It's been going on for two years ... It is baffling, irresponsible, and the timing is strange because the second season has been so well received: the finale has a 9.2 rating on IMDb, there are positive articles being written, people like it. Oh no, his name is attached to something people enjoy!?

If he cannot handle his name being on a product he does not 100% control, then he should not be involved in TV production at all, because no one has total control over the outcome. I feel sorry for the writers, who haven't been able to promote the show because of the strike, and are now probably too busy catching up with work on the third season ... And here's a producer spreading negativity and admitting he has not even bothered to watch Season 2! I am sorry but if any retail worker behaved this way, they'd probably get fired. It's unprofessional, not to mention disrespectful. Yes, there is a German word for this: Kollegenschwein.

(Disclaimer: I have not watched the livestream itself. Life is too short! But it's the Reddit comment that I'm complaining about. That I have read. He actually says a lot of reasonable things, but I cannot get over the "my name is on it waaah" part. So self-centered.)

#wot on prime #wheel of time #and this is hopefully the most I am ever going to think about brandon sanderson #back to being gracious and forgiving

[midearthwritings]

EpiPen and Girlfriends

When you show up to the ER after an allergic reaction, Claire and Neil finally learn something interesting about Shaun.

Words Count: 1,016

Pairing: Shaun Murphy x F!Reader

Warning: None

Author's Note: This was requested by a very kind anon! It's my very first fic for this fandom so I hope it's not too bad. Also I used my own allergy for this fic just because—

Holding a small tablet in his hand, followed closely by two of his three residents, Dr. Neil Melendez walked up to the bed you were quietly sitting on. From your cheeks to your hands, itchy red marks covered your skin, and you had to grip the bedsheets to keep yourself from scratching them manically. 

“Good evening,” the oldest surgeon greeted you, briefly looking up from the tablet. “How are you feeling?” 

You shrugged and smiled. “Not too bad, actually,” you replied honestly. “I just feel like ripping my skin off.” 

Melendez nodded before handing your record over to the young lady – Dr. Browne, her blouse read. “Can you tell me what we have there, Dr. Browne?” he questioned. But she barely had time to look at the record when the last person spoke up. 

“It is a case of anaphylactic shock caused by the ingestion of allergens,” Shaun declared, his hands locked tightly against his chest as always. You nodded even if the question hadn’t been from you and looked down at your hands in shame. 

You had been eating dinner with a friend of yours. The both of you had picked a nice restaurant, not too expensive or fancy. Something just nice. And in your arrogant stupidity, you had ordered the one dish you shouldn’t have. You really thought that it wouldn’t be that bad. But here you were, sitting in the ER. And you were the only person to blame. 

“Thank you very much, Dr. Browne, for your diagnosis,” Melendez said again, staring right at Shaun. 

“My name is Shaun. Shaun Murphy.” Shaun corrected, nodding as if to prove his point. “Claire is standing on the other side of you,” he said, pointing at Claire to indicate her position.

Dr. Melendez shook his head and rolled his eyes, and you had to bite your bottom lip to swallow back a laugh. Looking up at Shaun, you noticed his eyes were fixated elsewhere, and you wondered if he had looked at you at all since their arrival. 

“Can you tell us what happened and when?” Claire asked you in a kind tone, pulling you out of your thoughts. 

“Of course,” you said, shifting on the bed to get seated in a better position. “I am allergic to seafood, but usually it isn’t so bad. So tonight, when I went to the restaurant, I ordered a dish that contained seafood. There was barely any of it! So I thought nothing would happen. And after a good fifteen minutes, my skin turned red, and I had trouble breathing.” 

“I see. Do you still have trouble breathing?” 

You shook your head. “Not anymore. I used–”

“The patient used an epinephrine auto-injector!” Shaun exclaimed, cutting you off. You smiled at him and nodded. “EpiPens help treat severe allergic reactions. Although it is still recommended to go to the hospital since another reaction can happen later on.”

Dr. Browne sighed quietly and hugged the tablet against her chest in frustration. You felt sympathetic for her. It seemed like the poor woman never had any occasion to talk. 

“Well, Murphy, since you are so interested in the topic, me and Dr. Browne are going to let you do the patient check-ups before we can send her home,” Melendez told him. He patted Shaun on the shoulder but quickly retrieved his hand. 

“No,” Shaun simply replied with a small smile, his eyes fixated in the distance. “I can’t do that.” 

Claire’s eyebrows shot up at Shaun’s refusal, and the older doctor crossed his arms and leaned towards him a little like he hadn’t heard correctly. 

“You can’t?” Melendez asked.

“No,” Shaun repeated. “A physician shouldn’t treat a family member, a friend, or their significant other.” 

At that, Shaun finally looked at you and smiled proudly. You felt your heart swelling inside your chest and heat rising in your cheeks. The butterflies in your stomach were so strong that you almost missed Claire’s question. 

“Are you a member of Dr. Murphy’s family?” she asked politely.

You shook your head and bit your lip. “Actually, Shaun and I are–”

“In a romantic relationship,” he interrupted you again. He had done it a lot tonight, and you would definitely tease him about it later. 

Next to you, you heard Melendez almost choke, and you shot him a dark look, making him regain his composure immediately. Claire, on the other hand, was much quieter about the discovery, her mouth hanging slightly open. 

The longer they remained quiet, the more you wanted to laugh. You had no idea why exactly, but it seemed to be the year’s biggest event to them. Eventually, you giggled, bringing their focus back on you. 

Dr. Melendez cleared his throat before speaking again. “Claire, you’ll do the check-up. Murphy, you can follow me.” 

Shaun shook his head and sat down on the chair next to the bed. “I have to stay there. To make sure everything is alright.” 

“Shaun, I am alright,” you assured. “I’m certain Dr. Browne is very capable of doing a check-up.” 

Claire smiled and nodded gratefully. But it wasn’t enough for Shaun. Of course, it was never enough unless he was the one doing the work.

“Claire is capable of doing a basic check-up, yes,” he agreed. “And you are alright for now. Something could happen. You could have another anaphylactic reaction. I need to be there if it happens.” 

After a lot of arguing between you, Shaun, and Dr. Melendez, it was decided that Shaun would be allowed fifteen minutes to stay with you and would then be called back to work. You tried not to show it too much, but it reassured you to have him by your side. 

After a few minutes, you felt his hand slowly sliding into yours, and you looked at him questioningly. 

“I heard it is nice to hold the hand of someone scared,” he explained, looking again at something that wasn’t you while he talked.

You frowned and tilted your head. “I’m not scared?” 

“I know,” Shaun replied, wiping the palm of his hand onto his pants. “I am.”

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#the good doctor #the good doctor imagine #the good doctor reader insert #shaun murphy #shaun murphy x reader #shaun murphy imagine #neil melendez #claire browne

[tenshiblogposts]

Connor x reader

Fandom: Detroit Become Human.

Character: Machine-Connor.

Genre: angst (sorta) / hurt no comfort.

"Connor,please don't do this.."

Walking slowly on the rooftop, hands in front of her, trying her damn hardest to persuade the android who was focusing on the sniper in his hands.

"Detective, you are off the case, you cannot intervene anymore"

He didn't even look at her, however her resolve did not waver, she had to bring him back to his senses.

Crouching near the edge of the rooftop, and with precise presesion he locked on the target.

The devient leader, RK200.

"No no! You have to listen to me,Connor! They are sentient beings! They have feelings and loved ones and-"

"This is your last chance, Detective. Leave right now, or I will take the necessary actions against you"

He wouldn't...would he?

Sweet, precious Connor, who stole her breath the moment she laid her eyes on him, who got her coffee every morning the way she liked , and then proceeded to info-dumb everything coffee-related on her, who criticized her about her junk food consumption, who protected her from being shot by the tracis in the Eden club, who gave her his jacket when she was fretting over his injured shoulder because she was shivering.. he wouldn't hurt her..right?

"Connor.. you are more than your program, you are more than what anybody tells you, please just listen-"

She didn't comprehend that he moved, until she was staring at the barrel of the gun he apperantly had on his person.

His eyes were so dead, that was not her Connor.

Or maybe it was...

Maybe she was too blind to notice, she let her feelings for him consume her mind.

She couldn't change him. It was too late. She was too late.

Was she was even important to him like he was to her?

Did he even realize.... no, was he able to understand how she felt for him?

"I warned you, Detective..."

His eyes, she was so stupid, they were like this from the begining, machine-like and so lifeless.

So so blind..

Tears welled up in her eyes, hands shaking, not from the cold this time, a broken smile slowly twisted her pretty features.

"I'm sorry.."

"There's no nee-"

"I'm sorry to myself for loving you, for thinking that you felt something, anything, for me.. and the worst part, is that I still love you, and I hate myself for it."

"Well, it's your fault, Detective. You know that androids cannot harbor feelings, and you chose to continue with the fantasies you created in your mind.

You cannot blame me for what I am..

After all, I was built for a specific purpose..

And I always accomplish my mission."

#connor dbh #connor detroit become human #connor rk800 #connor x reader #dbh connor #dbh connor x reader #connor rk800 x reader #machine connor #angst #dbh #dbh rk800 #dbh x reader #x reader

[saintvainglorious]

Fics I Enjoyed in February & March

18 fics and ~720k (!!!) total. Includes fics from the following fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist, Game of Thrones, Harry Potter, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, Kung Fu Panda

Pornstar Martini by blatantblue/@blatantblue and brightened Hazbin Hotel | Angel Dust/Husk | 5k | Mature | Part 1 of Pornstar Martini

Naturally, Husk’s kindness goes straight to Angel’s head. This is why he doesn’t do heroin — you try that shit once, you always want it. You may never take it again, but you’ll carry the gaping-aching hole in your chest until the end of your days. Or the end of eternity. Angel never needed aftercare before; he puts the blame squarely on Husk’s huggable shoulders.

Sour Dove by blatantblue/@blatantblue Hazbin Hotel | Angel Dust/Husk | 6k | Explicit | Part 2 of Pornstar Martini

“What do you need?” Husk asks again, hand in Angel’s hair, always in Angel’s hair. Angel needs to feel something that’s his and only his. He needs to know there’s a part of him, a pathetic inch, when he doesn’t yet end and Valentino doesn’t yet begin. He needs a lie. “Put me on my knees.” Husk doesn’t even flinch. “You know I’m not gonna do that, baby.” Angel and Husk get as close as they can without breaking each other.

Call Your Bluff by RazzAppleMagic/@razzapplemagic Hazbin Hotel | Angel Dust/Husk | 72k (WIP) | Explicit

Val may be a fucking monster, but he’s a monster that Angel knows. He’s a monster that Angel understands. Angel isn’t stupid; he made the choice to sign with Valentino because he was the only overlord that made sense for Angel’s lifestyle — for what Angel wanted out of Hell. But now you’re tellin’ him that his soul is owed to some random fucking jackass who swindled Val in a game of cards? How can that be fair? How can that be something that’s just allowed to happen? (In which, Angel's contract is acquired by a new overlord — Hell's very own Gambling Demon, and they both get more from the relationship than either of them bargained for.)

snipers solve 99% of all problems by silentwalrus/@silentwalrus1 Fullmetal Alchemist | Gen | 260k (WIP) | Mature

Ed had thought, after the whole Promised Day, homunculus, entire country harvested for alchemical batteries thing, the batshit quotient of his life would have settled down some. He really ought to have topped out the meter with that one. But no. The bullshit is just getting started. “Are you fucking kidding me,” Ed demands. “The wizards?”

Call Sign: Morning Star by blatantblue/@blatantblue Hazbin Hotel | Alastor/Lucifer Morningstar | 7k | Explicit

“You,” Alastor says slowly, “came up here to proposition me?” Lucifer shrugs. “And if I did?” Joy and the thrill of friendship are not on Alastor’s frequency, and neither is Lucifer. But it may be their last night in Hell; in the circumstances, Lucifer’s mouth on him is infinitely less of a terrible idea.

You're in MY House, Bitch by brightened Hazbin Hotel | Adam/Lucifer Morningstar | 3k | Explicit

“Is this what you’ve been up to?” Adam asks. “A rubber duck orgy?” Lucifer gasps, reaching for the nearest duck and clutching it to his chest. “How dare you! I’ve never fornicated with any of my ducks. In fact … I haven’t fornicated since Lilith.” Lucifer drops the duck in favor of drumming both hands on his chest. “Well, that’s embarrassing. Why am I saying this to you?” Lucifer propositions Adam. Not in that way! But also, yes in that way.

Dusk Till Dawn by Novaeris Helluva Boss | Blitzø/Stolas | 13k | Mature

When Blitzø gets drugged and kidnapped by an imp gang, he has to fight tooth and nail to make it out with his life. When his injuries prove to be a bit too much for him to handle, he sucks up his pride and goes to ask Stolas for help. Normally, not a big deal. Except this time, he hasn’t spoken to the guy since their shitty first date at Ozzie’s. And when one of his wounds gives Blitzø a nasty fever, he finds himself revealing a lot more than he intended. A post ep 7 fic with a lot of Blitzø whump and Stolas finally learning where the lines of communication had broken down between them.

Far From Heaven by Novaeris Helluva Boss | Blitzø/Stolas | 45k | Explicit

After their disastrous first date, Blitzo and Stolas struggle to pick themselves back up again in the aftermath. It takes many small steps before they can finally be honest, with themselves and with each other. Blitzo learns to tell the truth. And Stolas learns that, sometimes, things aren’t as hopeless as they appear. A study of Blitzo and a study of Stolas as they fall apart and then come back together after ep 7.

Palaces and Souvenirs by CloudySonder/@cloudysonder Helluva Boss | Blitzø/Stolas | 14k (WIP) | Mature

So Stolas is objectively. Objectively. Attractive. Kinda soft-looking, sometimes. Pretty. Whatever. Fuckin’ whatever. That’s always been a thing. Blitzo knew that, Stolas definitely knew that-- whatever. This is not, Blitzo thinks, sounding a little bit desperate even to himself, some sort of revelation. the lack of Slow-Burn Friends-With-Benefits to Lovers with Octavia & Blitzo Bonding as a Sideplot content in the stolitz community is Appalling, so i am merely fulfilling a demand in the market

"Red." by QUINADEN Helluva Boss | Blitzø/Stolas | 10k | Explicit

Another full moon, another sexual rendevous. But when Stolas suggests that he return the favor for once, Blitz has to confront the fact that giving over even more control of the situation might be the scariest compromise he’s ever had to make.

At Your Service by QUINADEN Helluva Boss | Blitzø/Stolas | 14k (WIP) | Mature

When Blitz was 10, his family sold him to the Ars Goetia family, believing that he’d have a far better life than he ever would in the circus business given his lack of general talent and skill. With his soul forever bound by contract, he has one job and one job only: to serve Prince Stolas of the Ars Goetia. Part of that duty eventually became having a nearly two-decades-long affair with the prince. But when their secret is discovered by Andrelphus, who threatens to expose them both to the Goetia family, just how far will Blitzø be willing to go in order to protect Stolas, and, by extension, his own life?

The Devil Is My Shepherd by QUINADEN Helluva Boss | Blitzø/Stolas | 28k (WIP) | Mature

No longer able to live in the comfort of the home and property he owned for decades, Blitzo has now moved in (at least temporarily) with Stolas while he recovers from his injuries sustained at the hands of the local Catholic congregation. No one said adjusting to an entirely new life in Hell would be easy, but between Stolas' daughter going through the motions of her parents separating, his new friends planning their wedding, a manager who is both younger and far braver than he is, and Stolas himself, it's been difficult, to say the least. Grappling with a brand new lifestyle and world without the comfort of the deity his parents raised him to embrace, things are certainly going to be rough. He's already been dragged down into the depth of Hell, though: how much worse could it get?

Traces of Spring by nehezt/@nehezt Kung Fu Panda | Gen | Mature

While investigating a strange phenomenon, Po inadvertently brings Tai Lung back from the Spirit Realm. Forced to live again, Tai Lung must grapple with his place in the world and the feelings that led to his attack on the Valley of Peace.

Competition by astolat/@astolat Game of Thrones | Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth | 11k | Mature

Almost the instant Brienne was out of earshot, Bronn turned to Podrick, jerked his head towards Jaime and asked, “Has he fucked her yet?”

Words by astolat/@astolat Game of Thrones | Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth | 10k | Explicit

“So we’ll look for you in the North," Robb Stark said, "coming to pay your debt."

Let The River Run by astolat/@astolat Game of Thrones | Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth/Robb Stark | 61k | Explicit

The deep satisfaction of having made the right choice; of having found a clear-flowing wellspring of true honor to protect.

Royal Flush by astolat/@astolat Game of Thrones | Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth/Margaery Tyrell | 85k | Explicit

Robb Stark had swept his entire hand of cards off the table, and Tyrion couldn’t see how to make a single play at all.

Winter's Crown by astolat/@astolat Game of Thrones | Jaime Lannister/Robb Stark | 76k | Explicit

“When the Night’s King rides,” the giant said, each word slow as cold honey pouring, “the King in the North must answer. The King in the North…whose name is Stark.”

#fic recs #fanfiction #helluva boss #hazbin hotel #huskerdust #stolitz #radioapple #what on earth do you call adam/lucifer??? #fma #fullmetal alchemist #harry potter #game of thrones #kung fu panda

[silkythewriter]

Hi there! Can I please have a metal family, dee x fem reader?

Reader is a ditzy but polite girl who has a soft spot for dee and his shenanigans, while also being a safe space for him. Its like a little cute fluff thing between them and dee starts catching huge feelings for reader. Tysm!!!

꧁Dee x fem reader <3꧂

Summary: Dee crushing on a cute reader!!

Small warning!: Sorry for any typos, spelling mistakes and grammar mistakes!! I also apologize if he’s out of character I haven’t watched metal family in a hot minute!

Small note!: Like said in warnings I haven’t re watched metal family in a bit but I hope this is still accurate!!

Fandom!: Metal family!!

Daily song suggestion!:

He genuinely enjoyed your company! Sometimes he would feel his heart go fast while around you but he would try blaming it on adrenaline from the coffee he had to drink that morning… we all know that’s a lie 💀

Once his brother heavy pointed out the obvious to him Dee was scared and a bit happy at the same time sense he hadn’t had a crush on someone for awhile , he had many mixed emotions to say the least

Once he built up courage he started doing what normal dose and tries planning and making a plan of how to make you like him and how to ask you out, which failed to say the least considering you already liked him but he didn’t know

His way of “flirting” was offering to do your homework and help you cheat/study in exams, you didn’t even notice what he was doing cause you thought he just wanted to be nice

He always over thinks about stuff cause he doesn’t want to accidentally make a fool of himself infront of You

Sometimes when he loosens around you he loves showing you his favorite songs and genres! In these rare moments he trusts you with stuff, sometimes he even vents to you but he quickly stops if you show any signs of discomfort and apologizes in embarrassment, but if you do comfort him he only falls harder for you and your personality

You have to be the one to confess I feel cause whenever he tries too his brain goes into mush and just freezes up so he just looks like a maniac trying to explain why he called you over

When you do finally confess to him after his brother broke it too you (he’s not the best at keeping secrets☠️) that he likes you, Dee will be a blushing mess before quickly straightening himself out and putting his chill mask on while absolutely freaking out with worry and excitement in his head

After you guys finally got together heavy was ecstatic about it when you guys did tell him he just said “finally!” While smiling at you two

Be prepared to get pulled in fights with Dee and heavy mostly about which one right, it’ll usually play out like this: “Y/n!!” Heavy screamed out “Hm?”you answered turning you attention from your phone to him “Who’s right me or Dee?” Heavy said pointing at his brother and himself “Oblivious me dumbass, water is wet cause it a liquid” Dee explained while pitching the bridge of his nose as he shook his head “But how can it be wet I’d it’s not wetting anything?!?!” Heavy said grasping his hair, you only chuckled at their bickering and shenanigans before patting heavy’s head “heavy I don’t think there’s a wrong or right answer too it” you said ruffling his hair “how does that work??” He said “my brain hurts from all this thinking I’m gonna go get lunch” he said running off, you looked back at Dee who only shook his head and walked over to you with a sigh “ sorry for his stupidity”, you only chuckled before kissing his cheek and walking off leaving a flustered Dee trying to keep up with you

Dee usually only comes to you for comfort really your a safe spot for him, he doesn’t trust many people so your really the only person he trusts and makes him really feel comfortable

When you guys first started dating he wasn’t really use to physically affection, but after a while he warms up to it even sometimes asking for it, of course he only drops hints he never says it outloud

Sometimes he lets you play with his hair or message his scalp which he honestly adores 😭 he finds it relaxing at how soft you are with him and how comforting your movements feel to him, when he’s around you he drops his guard a bit and doesn’t really notices it, but he feels much more at home with you

This man melts at any kisses or touch you give him let alone complements he literally sometimes just stands still while he lights up redder then winter decorations while his brain tries to understand what you just said and how to react

Overall this man has fallen head over heels for you and would honestly Do anything for your approval and love, he absolutely adores you and loves being around you ♥(⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)♥

Thanks anon for the request!! I love metal family and I’m actually planning to rewatch it this weekend!! (-v-)♡ I honestly love this fandom!! Anyway I hope you enjoyed please request again!! (´v`ʃƪ)

#metal family dee #metal family headcanons #metal family x reader #dee x reader #thanks anon! #anon <3 #x reader #anonymous #request #headcanon #joe mama #deez nuts #i hope you like it #thanks for existing #thanks for the request! #main character #x y/n #metal family vicky #metal family glam #metal family #enjoy! #follow 👑 share ❤️ enjoy 🍑 #have fun reading #headcanons #lemme just #*dies cutely* #*disintegrates* #sorry for taking so long

[mimymomo]

It’s truly astounding how the people belittling Fearne’s feelings and growth the most are Fearne fans themselves.

Fearne/Ashley made it explicitly clear that she didn’t want the shard. She stated that it multiple times and went even further to explain that it scared her and TOLD ASHTON that she believed they should take it. They willingly went along with Ashton’s plan because she believed it was the right thing to do but as time went on, she grew more and more concerned but still believed in Ashton who kept telling her it it would be okay, downplayed the consequences (saying his death would be a funny story to tell and that’s all as if them dying wouldn’t be horrible and affect Fearne/the others because they genuinely can’t believe that his life is worth that pain) and said that she promised him.

Fearne said multiple times that Ashton didn’t manipulate her. Ashton wasn’t hiding their intentions from her — he told her the plan, they knew (some of) the risks and Fearne said she went aligns to hit because she thought it was the right move. You’d think Ashton had a gun to her head by the way the fandom is talking about the whole thing!

Yes Ashton was pushing and they never should have kept Fearne from telling the group the truth but she made her choice and it was a bad one out of love and care (and no Ashton did not manipulate her feelings/attraction to them to convince her: Ashton did not and still does not know the full extent of what Fearne felt towards them and when he kissed her, she had already agreed to the ritual and the kiss only made her really second guess).

Now am I saying that she’s equally culpable as Ashton? NO!

Am I saying she owes Ashton an apology? GOD NO! And thank god Ashton told her she didn’t owe them anything, he put her in such a bad situation and that was 95% on them. THEY FUCKED UP BAD AND DESERVED ALL THE TONGUE LASHINGS THEY GOT!

But the way the fandom presents the issue is as if Ashton was this maniacal, evil manipulator who preyed on Fearne solely because she was too good to say no instead of viewing the whole situation as it really is: a man who is fucked up asking someone they trust to join in on their stupidity without fully realizing how much danger, trauma and suffering he is going to put her through.

We can acknowledge that Fearne made a mistake by being complicit and used Ashton plans with the shard to justify (run from) her not having to take it due to her own personal beliefs and fears and use that acknowledgment to further show her growth as a person who will never let herself get thrusted back into that position again. That she can’t blindly trust and follow someone’s self destructive path if it’s gonna lead to her being hurt. This is a good thing! Let Fearne learn and grow from this! That’s what the whole Chetney discussion is about: no one’s blaming her, Ashley’s not dodging anything or protecting Taliesin/Ashton — this is Fearne being honest, taking agency, calling out her actions and growing.

Fearne messed up and was complicit in going along with the plan AND she has every right to be upset with Ashton for what they did and she deserved her apology are two statements that can (and should) coexist!

I’m so tired of people vilifying Ashton and making him come off as this terrible and evil individual when that’s not what this was. They aren’t. And then saying that he was throwing a pity party when in reality they’re coming to the realization that his behavior is his own fault and they can’t keep running and blaming others for the actions he takes and then apologizing and taking responsibility and ownership for what happened and saying they want to be better in the future.

The same fandom that worships the ground Percy steps on despite all the bs he put VM through, actually tried to argue that Essek — a character who due to his own hubris stole a priceless and ancient artifact that was essential to his country’s religious identity and nearly started a whole ass war — wasn’t a war criminal because the Geneva Conventions didn’t exist in Exandria (yes this actually happened to me at one point), seems to be unable to handle Ashton without any sort of empathy or understanding. A character who has been mentioned to be broken (physically mentally and emotionally) with crippling self worth issues who needs to be better in not only how they show they care, but in loving and caring for himself.

These past 2 episodes were so good but gosh some of the reactions have been aggravating

(Maybe I would accept people saying Ashton was manipulative more if they weren’t demonizing him in the same breath and acting as if they’re only only questionable bad egg in Bells Hells…)

#critical role #critical role spoilers #critical role campaign 3 #critical role c3 #ashton greymoore #fearne calloway #I’ve been holding back this rant all night and being on twitter was only making it worse #I love Fearne! pls don’t think I don’t #but the way ppl are talking about Ashton and saying that they manipulated her is grinding my gears #this fandom can not handle characters that are the slightest shade darker of the lightest morally grey

[fandom-imagines]

Best friend

Fandom: Until Dawn

Pairing: Josh Washington x Reader

Words: 857

Warnings: None

Is the Until Dawn fandom dead? Potentially. Will I write for it anyway? Absolutely!

Josh Washington, for as long as I could remember, had always been my best friend.

We met in third grade when my brother, Chris, also met him. Chris introduced us both and we instantly clicked, something that never went away, even as we aged. He was, for lack of a better word, my soulmate, or maybe that was just my crush on him talking.

He was charming, cute, and overall, just a genuine person; could anyone blame me for catching feelings for him? I didn’t expect nor want it to happen, but as we grew into teens, I couldn’t help it. Of course, my friendship with him extended to a friendship with the twins who were also close friends of mine, and also with Josh and Chris’s friends who I now called my own. I loved them all, but none as much as I did with Josh.

My parents were never particularly fond of the man, saying that he was a bad influence with all his pranks, doing the same with Chris, but neither of us cared. He was a good friend, and nothing could change that, even if he did prank us at least twice a month.

In fact, that leads us to where I was right now: covered in water after I was bombarded by water balloons from my brother and my crush.

“You idiots!” I laughed, clearly not meaning the words, despite me being drenched head-to-toe in freezing cold water. They soon joined in with the laughter, growing louder and louder as they stared at me. “I’m freezing.” A pout on my lips was evident as I spoke.

Josh shook his head, still chuckling as he tossed me a towel. “There you go, you know where the bathroom is, go get cleaned up.”

“I didn’t want to give you a towel, but Josh thought we better,” Chris smirked, something which only grew as he noticed the blush quickly darting onto my cheeks; it was clear that he knew of my feelings for the man.

“Screw you, Chris. I’m going for a shower.” I said, shaking my head as I left the room, leaving the pair laughing behind me.

*

Soon after my shower, I was seated beside Josh and opposite Chris with a warm drink in our hands. It was nice, sitting with the two people I held dearest to my heart whilst we chuckled at a bad movie Josh had put on, a horror, I think.

Chris was soon to fall asleep after finishing his drink, clearly not interested in the movie, either that, or he was exhausted which was also quite possible with the blonde.

“You okay?” Josh whispered to me, trying his best to not wake Chris. “You’ve been quiet all day. Did the prank upset you?”

I smiled slightly, turning to face him. “No, Josh, I’m fine. Just thinking.”

“About what?”

I didn’t want to tell the truth, I couldn’t. How was I supposed to tell him that the reason I was so distracted was because of him. The way he smiled, laughed, even cared for me, despite pranking me earlier on. It was all becoming too much for me to handle and I wasn’t sure how much longer that I could go without exposing my feelings. Chris already knew and he was often oblivious to others feelings, especially with his mutual crush on Ashley.

“A lot of thing,” I admitted, keeping it vague and hoping he wouldn’t ask for more information. However, it wasn’t my lucky day and he raised an eyebrow in a questioning manner.

“You can tell me,” he said.

No, Josh, I can’t, was the first thing to go through my mind. Not about this.

Sensing my silence, he did the typical Josh thing that he knew would get me to cave: puppy eyes.

With a sigh, I spoke. “Promise you won’t judge?”

“I promise,”

Another sigh, “I… like someone,”

Josh’s eyes widened, only for a moment. “Oh…” His voice had an underlying emotion, one I had never heard from his before and something that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. “Who is it?” He asked, seemingly pleading once again.

I simply remained silent, all whilst my head screamed his name.

“I won’t judge, I swear,” he pleaded again. “Even if it is someone really stupid.”

“Depends if you’re stupid,” the words left my lips before I could stop them, my eyes immediately widening as I realised my mistake.

“Me…?”

“Shit, sorry,” I sighed, pulling away from him, only to have my hand grabbed, preventing me from moving.

“Don’t move…. Please.”

“Are you sure?”

“Never been surer of anything in my life.” He said, face leaning forward towards me. “Stay still.” He whispered, pausing for a moment before pressing his lips against mine.

It was as though my body went into autopilot, immediately kissing him back as my hand landed on his neck, his going to my waist. I could have stayed like that forever, and perhaps I would have had a voice not broken the moment.

“Finally!!” Chris laughed.

Josh and I pulled away from one another, a blush on both our cheeks.

“Chris!”

#until dawn #until dawn x reader #until dawn imagine #until dawn imagines #until dawn fanfiction #until dawn fanfic #until dawn one shot #until dawn josh #until dawn josh washington #Josh Washington #Josh Washington x reader #Josh Washington imagine #Josh Washington imagines #Josh Washington fanfic #Josh Washington fanfiction #Josh Washington one shot

[moonlight-presence]

After the fight (Marc Spector X Reader)

Category: F/M

Fandom: Moon Knight (2022)

Relationship: Marc Spector X Reader

Words: 4 656

Summary: Marc leaves in the middle of the night without any warning, leaving you worried sick. When he does come back, he is covered in blood and exhausted. You confront him about it, and things escalate a bit...

Warnings: Dom Marc Spector, Doggystyle, A bit of bondage, Rough sex, Blood is involved, Oral sex, Teasing, Begging, Dirty talk, Basically Marc being kind of an asshole because he is scared of confrontation

MATURE CONTENT 18 +

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You look outside, the moon is high in the sky and, around it, a sea of stars can be seen. The city of Cairo is quite awake even though it´s around midnight, you can see and hear cars, multiple shops are still open and the noise of the crowds is still very much present.

You have been living in Cairo with Marc for a while now. You are a mercenary, just like him, and your latest mission was to raid an Egyptian tomb. You really didn´t know Marc that well before working with him but, after several months stuck in an apartment together, you got to know him more and more. In fact, a couple of weeks ago, you finally decided to act on your feelings and you two had sex. After that, things stayed the same... You occasionally had sex but nothing more. It was as if Marc was too scared to admit something...

It didn´t really matter, though. This was just a bit of pleasure in the middle of such chaos, nothing more...

But now there you were, worried sick because he decided to leave in the middle of the night without any warning. You normally would not care if he left or not, but now everything was different.

Last week, during the raid, things went a bit sour and now you were forced to stay hidden until further notice. Every time you two left the apartment, you were very careful not to reveal much of your faces or identities... And now he had fucking left in the middle of the night on his own. No warning, no explanation note, nothing.

You looked around the area again and suddenly your eyes caught a man running down the street. You watch as he got closer and then, around 3 men, also appeared behind him, they seemed to be chasing him. You squinted your eyes to try to see better and then, immediately widened them as you realize it was Marc.

You gasped and caught yourself from yelling his name- if you revealed your position, everything would go to shit- so you stayed quiet and observed as Marc ran from the men. He seemed tired but he was quite fast.

You followed him with your eyes and watched as he suddenly turned to his left, his path being interrupted by the rapid action. Marc stopped running and put his body against the wall, his chest heaved as he watched his chasers run down the street, completely unaware that he had changed route.

You sighed in relief and tried to catch his attention but Marc simply looked up at you and then proceeded with his run. He disappeared into the street and you immediately went inside, the crowds were beginning to look around and trying to find somebody to blame for the damage Marc and the men had caused.

You paced around the living room, your heart racing as you thought of what you should do next. Should you go after him? Should you stay quiet and wait for him? Fuck, you had no idea.

This was madness... Pure and stupid madness. What was Marc thinking by going out alone and fighting some random dudes? Who even were they? He was supposed to stay hidden and don´t raise too much attention towards you or him. Stupid bastard... Fuck, you really hope he is okay.

Suddenly, you hear noise in the room where you sleep, and your body freezes. You gulp and then grab the gun that was on top of the table next to you, your hands checking if the weapon had any bullets before aiming the barrel towards the noise.

You begin walking towards the room, your heart racing and your hands shaking as you hear a bunch of noise inside. It seems like somebody has entered the room through the window... Fuck, you should have closed that fucking window.

You hear footsteps approaching the door and then it bursts open, you get ready and hold the gun with more force. You hold your breath and then your body immediately relaxes as you see Marc looking back at you.

He lifts his hands in the air and you start dropping the gun, your eyes scanning his face. He has fresh blood on his face and his hair is a mess, it seems to be covered in sand and dirt. His clothes are also quite ragged and he seems to be quite exhausted... You hated thinking how good he looked because now it wasn´t the time for that.

“Are you fucking nuts?!”, you ask with anger. Marc inhales and shows you an apologetic grin, the gum you didn´t know he was chewing showing around his teeth.

“I can explain...”, he said and you rolled your eyes and dropped the gun to the ground. You were so angry at him but quite relieved he was okay.

“You better start right now! What were you thinking, Marc?! Leaving in the middle of the fucking night without any warning?! Running away from those random guys... Is that blood on your face, too?!”, you ask with urgency and he sighs before cleaning the blood with the back of his hand.

“I know you are confused and scared, and I am sorry, but let me explain before you jump to conclusions, alright?”, he says with an annoyed voice and you arch your eyebrows at his audacity.

This man goes out and fights random people and he is annoyed at you? You begin feeling your blood boil at his words, anger clear in your body language. You stay quiet as Marc walks past you, his steps going towards the kitchen. You hear the freezer open and then you look at him as Marc takes out a bag of ice and puts it on his cheek.

You don´t move, your hands are crossed beneath your breasts and your cheeks are flushed by how hot it is. That was the thing you hated the most about Cairo, it was always really fucking hot...

“So? Are you gonna start talking or?”, you ask as he chews the gum with a cocky smirk on his lips. He doesn´t seem bothered by how annoyed you are and that annoys you even more.

“I have just been in a fight, give me a second okay?”, he says back and you roll your eyes and walk towards him. He doesn´t move as you grab the bag of ice and throw it into the sink.

“Hey, what was that for?!”, he finally says without that stupid cockiness.

“Stop being an asshole, Marc! I was worried sick!”, you say, just inches away from his face. He stares you down with an intense gaze, drops of blood still on his jawline. He smells kind of sweaty, too, but you don´t mind that much.

Fuck, you absolutely hate that even when is beaten up pretty badly, he looks really hot. How can you hold a serious conversation when he is looking at you with those beautiful eyes of his? No, you have to focus for a minute.

“You were?”, he asks with genuine curiosity between chews, “There was no need, okay? It isn´t like I am dead or whatever.”

You open your mouth in shock and then give him a harsh push on his chest making Marc back up a bit. He is quite close to the kitchen balcony but you don´t care as you look up at him with murder in your eyes.

“We are being hunted, you fucking asshole! W-we have to stay hidden or we will get killed! Don´t you understand that?”, you give him another push and another, and he simply backs away with every push, “If you died tonight, I would be fucked, Marc! I-if you died tonight, I-I... Fuck you!”

“Calm down.”, he simply says without any emotions, and you grunt and keep pushing him.

“Calm down my ass! Who were those guys? Why were they chasing you?”, he suddenly hits the balcony and you keep your hands on his sweaty shirt, your fingers trembling on top of his chest.

“They worked for the Egyptian police, okay? I went back to the tomb because of something... It doesn´t matter, they found me before I could do what I wanted.”, he says and you frown at his words.

“Marc, you should have told me... We are in this together, you can´t just run off into a suicide mission because of some secretive shit!”, you state and he tilts his head at your words, you see a brief expression of shock on his face.

“I mean, yeah, I get that but why do you care so much? What if I died, uh? It isn´t like we have something going on between us or whatever...”, he says with a monotonic voice.

You feel your heart tighten at his words, your hands still on his chest as he tries to read your face. You don´t want him to know he just hurt you a lot so you drop your gaze towards the ground. You breathe in and shake your head a bit.

“Whatever, Marc... If you want to get yourself killed, be my fucking guest.”, you whisper and then turn around to leave. However, Marc grabs your waist making you stay quiet, “Let go of me.”

“Why are you acting like this? Y/N, what´s wrong?”, he asks with curiosity as you turn your head to meet his gaze. His hands are soft but quite sticky from the dirt on his fingers.

“Nothing is wrong just...”, you put your hands on his chest again and try to fight that urge to kiss him, “Let me go... Marc... Please.”

“Why? You want to say something, don´t you? Fucking say it.”, he says this but removes his hands from your waist gently- you don´t move away from him.

“Stop trying to fucking read me or whatever. You don´t know me, Marc.”

You feel as he brings his hands up your torso, his fingertips brushing your skin as he reaches your ribcage. You are wearing a loose tank-top, quite thin, so he can still kind of feel your skin as if nothing was covering it. Marc gives you small rubs just beneath your breasts and you feel your body shivering.

“I don´t? Really?”, he smirks cockily and then puts his other hand down your stomach. You suck in a shaky breath as he chews the gum while sneaking his hand inside of your shorts, “I know you are fighting yourself from giving in, right now... I know you like when I do this-”

His fingers find your clit, underneath your panties, and he gives it a small rub making you swallow dryly. His eyes immediately glow at the action and he smiles, the gum now on his left cheek.

“I-I... Fuck you.”, you spit back at him but Marc doesn´t seem bothered by this as he continues circling your clit slowly making your entrance get wetter and wetter.

“Fuck you, uh? If that´s what you want..”, he jokes with a cocky voice and you want to punch him in the face.

You look at him one last time and then curse mentally before grabbing his face and connecting your lips. You moan into his mouth and press your body against his, his hand still on your clit while his other hand stays on the back of your head.

You feel him open his mouth to give you more access and then you lick his tongue slowly, the action making Marc move his hand away from your clit. You whine a bit but he simply moves towards your ass and gives it a harsh grip making you gasp.

“I want you... Fuck, jump.”, he murmurs between your teeth and you arch an eyebrow. He squeezes your ass as if signaling for you to jump and you do so.

He immediately grabs your body as you wrap your thighs around him. He spins you and then you feel the cold balcony hit your thighs as you sit on it. Marc presses his boner against your clothed core and you moan softly making him rub again.

“Can you feel how hard I am for you?”, he asks as if it wasn´t obvious that you could. You are still quite mad at him so you stay quiet making him press again harder this time, “Don´t be a brat, answer me.”

“No.”, you say and he arches an eyebrow at your words. You know you have fucked up when you feel him growing very serious.

“Oh? You wanna be like that, okay then...”, he says and then drops to his knees. You feel him harshly taking off your shorts, his fingers basically tearing your clothes apart.

You gasp at the roughness and then almost hit your head on the cabinet behind as he presses his mouth against your clit. You part your thighs on the balcony and feel him suck and lick your sex. Marc puts his hands on your thighs and holds them in place, his mouth working on you with precision and roughness. You moan his name and close your eyes at the immense pleasure you are feeling.

“Oh fuck... Ah... Oh my God...”, you whisper as he licks a long stripe from your clit all the way down to your leaking entrance.

Marc circles his tongue on your tight hole slowly and you bite your lip before bucking your hips towards his mouth. He groans in a filthy way and you feel his nose rub against your flushed bud as he enters you with his tongue.

The blood on his cheeks starts dirtying your thighs a bit but you don´t mind. Something about being covered in dirt and sweat makes the whole experience better.

Marc starts fucking you with his tongue at a fast pace and you let out another moan, your heart racing as he devours you. You know you are getting close so you grab his curls and gently pull at them with pleasure.

“Fuck... Marc, I am gonna cum... Just like that.”, you whisper and then feel that wave of pleasure almost hitting you.

Before you can drown in it, Marc pulls his tongue out making you open your eyes. You see him smirking at you and you tug his hair gently, the gesture making Marc shake his head and get up.

“Uh-Uh, you aren´t in control tonight... Open your mouth.”, you think about it and then do as he tells you.

You watch as he puts the gum on the tip of his tongue and then drops it inside of your mouth. You widen your eyes but start chewing on it before it falls down your throat by accident.

“Hold that for me, will you?”, he pats your head like a dog and you shake your head at him while a small smile appears on your lips. Why does he have to be funny, too? It isn´t fair.

You feel him smirk up at you while you chew his gum and then he puts his hands on the hem of your tank top. You watch as he lifts it from your torso and soon you are completely naked on top of the kitchen balcony. He scans your body up and down with hunger in his eyes.

You lick your lip and part your thighs wider to give him a better view. This seems to make him curse under his breath and palm his cock gently. You look at how his pants are tighter than usual around his crotch and then Marc puts his fingers on your chin and makes you look up at him.

“You know how good I am gonna fuck you tonight?”, he asks with a whisper. You slowly shake your head and he grabs your wrist and guides it towards his erection, “Can you feel how much I want you?”

You give his cock a slight squeeze making him suck in a breath and then you smirk at him. Marc´s face becomes very serious and, without any warning, he grabs your body and takes you off the balcony. He quickly spins your waist so you are facing the wall, your stomach against the counter as he puts his crotch against your ass.

“You aren´t being very good tonight... Arguing with me, not obeying my orders... Touching my cock like that...”, he makes a disappointed sound with his mouth, his breath against your ear and his hands on your throat.

“Yeah? Do something about it then.”, you spit back with confidence. Marc grips your throat with a little more force making you throw your head against his shoulder and then you feel his other hand go down your body, towards your burning core.

“You are gonna wish you hadn´t said that...”, he whispers again in a way that makes your stomach curl. You suck in a breath as he loosens up the grip and then turns your head so he can give you a messy kiss.

You gasp into his mouth as you feel his tongue grab the gum and guide it back into his mouth. While he does this, his fingers find your clit again and he starts rubbing small circles. You moan into his mouth and Marc pulls away from you, his gum between his teeth again.

“I am gonna do vile things to you, baby... I am gonna fuck you until you have some manners.”, he teases between each small circle of your clit. You watch his jawline clench with every chew, his eyes dark with lust... Fuck, you never wanted him so badly before.

“Then do it.”, you tease him back and Marc stops rubbing your clit and immediately begins to unbuckle his pants.

You shiver with anticipation as he drops his pants to the floor and then takes out his hard cock, the tip is already wet against your ass. You moan a bit at the contact and then he puts his hands on your back.

He pushes your torso down and you obey while putting your hands on the counter. He puts his foot between your ankles for you to spread your thighs and you do so, the action making your wetness almost drip down your legs. You can feel your clitoris throb with want.

“Look at this fucking pussy... So wet. So fucking filthy, uh?”, he teases you while gently rubbing your ass. You look behind but he grabs your head and forces your head still, “Did I permit you to look at me? Stay quiet.”

You groan in frustration but look at the wall, your arms trembling as you hold your body up. You feel Marc circle your entrance with the head of his cock and you bite your lip. You really want him to fuck you soon.

“Fucking hurry up...”, you say without really thinking and Marc freezes. You feel the grip on your hair get tighter and that´s when you feel it.

Marc pushes his entire cock inside of you, the action making you arch your back and let out a loud gasp. You don´t even have time to adjust to his size as he begins fucking you roughly, every thrust giving you a mixture of pain and pleasure.

He tugs your hair roughly and his other hand goes to your waist to guide you better. You really want to see his face but all you can do is stay quiet and hear him moan gently. He makes little noises of pleasure that make you go insane but you just close your eyes and take it.

It´s been a while since he had fucked you this roughly and you didn't realize how much you missed it.

“You like that, uh? You like when I fuck you like the brat you are?”, he asks and you moan his name and nod softly.

He harshly pulls your hair and then your whole head moves towards his shoulder again. The change of position makes his cock reach deeper places inside of you and all you can do is moan and whimper a bit. It feels absolutely overwhelming but you are loving it.

You open your eyes and watch as he puts his hand on the cuts on his face. He cleans the blood with his fingers and you don´t understand what he is doing but then you realize his actions as he brings his bloodied fingers towards your breasts. You watch as he cleans the fresh blood on your skin, the image absolutely vile, and you can´t help but moan.

Marc groans against your ear and thrusts harder and harder, his cock almost shivering inside of your tight walls. You look down at the lines of blood around your breasts and then whimper as Marc grabs your boob and squeezes it roughly.

He rolls your nipple and you feel a new wave of pleasure go through you. It´s absolutely insane how good you feel... Everything is on the edge. Your senses are tuned to the maximum, your body is burning hot, your lungs are struggling for air... It´s pure chaos that you can´t escape.

“Am I fucking you good?”, he asks between breathy moans. You bite your lip and nod making Marc go in deeper, “Answer me!”

“Y-yes... Oh my God, yes...”, you moan and he smirks before moving to your other breast.

“Who do you belong to? I want you to tell me.”, he orders and you swallow as he pinches your other nipple.

“I belong to y-you... Fuck... You feel so good, oh my God.”, you praise him, your mind too drunk on pleasure to think clearly. You should be mad at him but, right now, you just want to cum.

“You wanna cum?”, he asks, and then his hand goes down towards your clit. You actually let out a scream when his fingers meet your flushed bud and Marc digs his teeth into your neck.

“Y-yes! Please...”, you beg as he sucks on your skin with roughness. Marc gives the area a gentle lick before shoving your head down again making you stay in the original position once more.

Your head nearly hits the cabinet in front of you but you manage to hold firm. It´s getting quite hard to stay still considering every thrust nearly makes you move two meters.

“Give me your hands. Now.”, he orders and you let out another moan and do as he tells you. You give him your right wrist first and he holds it harshly before gripping your left arm.

Soon, you have nothing to hold onto as he keeps your body up with his grip on your wrists. The position is making your body ache but you are too high on pleasure to care.

“L-let me cum... P-please...”, you beg with a shaky voice.

“I will think about it...”, he says and you let out a loud grunt of frustration, “Say you are sorry. Fucking apologize to me and I will consider letting you cum.”

“Fuck...I-I am sorry... Marc, baby, come on...”, you beg and he fastens his pace. You arch your back at the sudden change of speed and try to fight back the tears that are forming in your eyes. You want to cum so badly.

“For what? Fuck...”, he moans as he feels you tighten around his member. You can feel he is getting close too.

“F-fuck... Sorry for t-talking to you like that... Oh my God...”, you aren´t thinking clearly. You aren´t even sure if you should be apologizing, but you do it to cum. You would do anything right now just to feel that sweet release.

“Hum...”, he simply says and you want to fucking turn around and kick him in the balls but you endure this torture for a little bit longer.

His hands are on your waist, your body dripping sweat, and your heart racing beyond your control. You are on the edge of a cliff, just inches away from falling but he is holding you down. He has the control and he decides when you fall.

Fuck...

“You don´t understand how pretty you look right now... So tight for me. So fucking good for me...”, he praises and you nod rapidly. He does know how to make your stomach flutter, you will give him that.

“Y-yes, so good for you... Marc, please... I can´t hold it any longer. I wanna cum around your cock.”, you tease with filthy words making him curse. You know that is going to make him break.

“So fucking hot. Okay, baby, I think I accept your apology... You can cum. Cum for me.”, he says and you moan in relief and then let yourself go.

You feel your whole body shake with your orgasm, your thighs trembling and your walls contracting around his shaft. You moan his name over and over again, your vision blurry and your ears ringing with the shock. You don´t feel anything except pleasure and it´s absolutely chaotic.

But it feels like Heaven on Earth...

“F-fuck...”, he curses and then he stills inside of you and starts cumming.

You give him a weak moan as you feel his seed fill you up, it´s hot and creates a new sensation on your body. Your legs are about to give out but you do manage to stay in position. All those months of training are finally paying off.

Marc gives you another slow thrust and then stops moving, his shaky breath fills the room as you sense him massaging your back. He gently removes his grip on your wrists and you almost fall.

He catches your body and holds you still while you feel him pull himself off of you. Marc kisses your back and then you turn around slowly to meet his eyes.

“That was... Fuck, I can hardly walk.”, you confess with a small laugh. Marc chuckles and then grabs your legs, your arms going to his neck for support as he carries you towards your bed.

He gently puts you down and you give him a soft smile. His pants are already pulled up again, he must have pulled them up while you were trying to stand up, and his messy hair is now filled with sweat. Despite all of this, he looks so pretty... Absolutely beautiful.

You look down at the dried blood on your breasts and nearly moan at the sight. It looks like he has marked you and, for some reason, that turns you on.

“Get some rest, okay? I am gonna bring you some towels and your clothes.”, he informs but you grab his hand making him look at you.

“Lay with me? Please...”, you ask and he stares at you for a while before doing what you proposed.

You feel him move next to you and you put your head towards his chest, both of you smelling like sex. It´s such a strong mixture of smells but you love it... It feels personal.

You lay there for a while and then Marc speaks, his fingers are brushing your arm gently, “I am sorry... I shouldn´t have said those things to you or left without any warning...”

“It´s okay..”, you say back and he looks down at you, his tired eyes scanning your face.

“No, it´s not... You deserve better than this, Y/N. Much better...”, something about his words makes your heart tighten but you don´t say anything.

Instead, you close your eyes and enjoy this small moment with him. It has been a while since you have felt such peace... Fuck, you have missed this.

In the morning you know things will be a mess again, but you choose not to think about it. You want to enjoy every small moment you have with him before it´s all over... So, right now, all you care about is the way his fingers seem to melt into your skin.

So soft, so gentle... You wish you could feel him forever. You really do...

#moon knight #moon knight fic #moon knight fanfiction #moon knight smut #marc spector #marc spector smut #marvel #marc spector x reader #marvel smut #mcu #mcu smut #mcu phase 4 #oscar isaac

[lovelytayforce]

Why Oogway from Kung fu panda is the most supportive grandpa and not a huge bitch! And your fave villain is actually a huge bitch! <3

Now, I know what you’re thinking? Why the inflammatory and very obviously vague post? Because it’s being spread everywhere like wildfire and I’m tired of it. We get it, you all love your men like Tai Lung and Kai but they're not the UwU babies you HC them as, and blaming Oogway isn’t making them look cool or cuter. So, without further ado, I, Oogway’s lawyer will step up to this fandom’s unjustified hate for him just cause they got hit with the consequences of their actions. Now, let’s start with the first movie because you people can’t seem to grasp the simple lesson in the film that “Your actions have consequences.” Okay, remember that? It’s very important. And I need you to remember it okay? I’m counting on you! Alright, let’s start with the literal first scene with MR. PING AND PO: Yes, this is important, just stick with me okay? Po asks his father right at the beginning if he ever wanted anything else in his life outside noodles.

He even calls his own dream stupid, and you can see he slightly regrets it in the scene if you watch closely enough. This was the first mistake Ping made, he was repeating a cycle of denying the younger generation of their own dreams and needs without even realizing it. Now, we can actually get to our favorite turtle. Two things we have to talk about before we move on is the fact, this second scene is dedicated to foreshadowing mostly Shifu’s character, every little reaction to Oogway is a means to tell us why Shifu needs to calm down and think before he acts. Remember? “Your actions have consequences.” Now, you're probably looking at the scene like, this was just a funny joke scene but no. Shifu is distressed expecting nothing but the worst news while Oogway is calmly accessing the situation at hand, he doesn’t reprimand Shifu because he knows the pain his friend is going through, he was there for it and stopped it before it could kill him. Shifu here displays everything about the quote below, had he not rushed Oogway and merely listened to the very end he would have understood what to do. 

This is one of the rawest quotes that follow Shifu and his son throughout the first film, they are both avoiding the inevitable, trying to stop what must come. Life doesn’t bend to your will and that’s what Oogway is telling Shifu right here in the present. But what does this dummy do? Try to ruin what Oogway was doing from the get-go. 

Had Shifu not panicked and quickly told Zeng to leave then Tai Lung would have never escaped. IT'S IRONY AND say it with me, the consequences of his actions. Oogway even tells him this in the scene where he reveals it is time to pick the Dragon warrior, and Shifu makes so many assumptions that Oogway never speaks of the legend itself. Shifu makes the Dragon warrior seem bigger than life itself but Oogway never says that. If you haven’t realized: Shifu assumed things. 

He’s not actually seeing the true picture Oogway is laying out for him, he’s just waiting for that big moment, uncaring of how it affects others. (Aka the five cough his own daughter cough and even his own son cough) He’s clouded the water for everyone and only Oogway is the one who sees it for what it is. Oogway does nothing but tries to guide Shifu away from this mentality that not only destroyed his own son but himself in the process, remember the Ping scene I showed you at the beginning This is the same thing. Shifu has done nothing but projects himself onto others and that’s not only an aspect in the films, it was in the short “Secrets of the scroll” too. 

“You must let her grow into what she must be.” - Oogway. This isn’t the first time he's said this to Shifu and surely will not be the last. Shifu is by all means a stubborn character who leans very heavily toward how traditional Kung fu is taught along with its ideals. He focuses on strength, speed, and endurance above all else which is also shown in the film's training course. He does not divert from tradition, just like Ping. Oogway doesn’t hold the same ideals but respects Shifu unconditionally despite their differences. Because he respects and cares for Shifu along with his children. He does the very same with Po, never outright disagreeing because that’s not helpful to them, that won’t allow them to grow as people. Into who they are meant to be. Po goes on and on about how he sucks and Oogway is understanding, he doesn’t say “Oh you’re great just the way you are.” He allows Po to vent the way he wants to and gives him actual support when he needs it most.

Po shouldn’t be concerned with how he sucked today, because he can try again tomorrow and get better as time goes on! And that’s the truth when you start something, especially something as difficult as Kung fu with a teacher who's comfortable bullying someone 40+ years younger than them is HARD. But what Po needs to focus on is the PRESENT. He tells that to EVERYONE. To focus on the now instead of the past or the future, that’s why it’s a gift. Because you can choose who you want to be at that moment. The past is already gone, decided, and written, and the future is uncertain and leaves you with nothing but anxiety at what could be. But right here, right now. You have a choice. And now we get to the main man himself, Tai Lung aka the loser stuck in the past: Now again, you’re probably pausing like “Really man? Calling Tai a loser from the get-go, do you have no shame?” And I reply with a “No, I do not.” Because he is a loser and the film shows that. Very clearly. I know we all love the awesomeness of the escape scene but think about the context of it real quick: This FORTY-YEAR-OLD MAN, let me say this again FORTY YEAR-OLD MAN, was hard-pressed to release himself for one thing and one thing only, The scroll saddled with his revenge for something he was never promised after endangering innocents in the past and then endangering more guards for a scroll. Take that in for a moment. Doesn’t that sound like loser behavior? Don’t you think maybe he could have taken that time to, I don’t know, think about why he wasn’t chosen or if he wanted literally anything else in his life. He had no one to talk to, so he should have been using that noggin’ for something useful but he didn’t. 

Oh, lookie here! It’s “THE CONSEQUENCES OF SHIFU’S ACTIONS NEGATIVELY AFFECTING THE PEOPLE AROUND HIM!” 

Also, this man is out of his goddamn mind. Like we have to move forward here so we can realize the full delusion in this single frame. But I’m getting off-topic, we have to talk about when he was rightfully denied the scroll. Now we have to note two very important lines here because Tai Lung fans have very selective memories, so we need these screencaps

Okay, that is the first line, the second is Po’s line before this, it’s very clear even to the common folk in the Valley, Tai Lung was an ambitious, selfish, and one-track-minded fella. With the line: “He turned bad and went to jail.” Now, let’s think back for a minute about Oogway’s morals. He supports people who are kind and uplift others even though sometimes they do questionable things, Shifu bullying Po-but that’s for another conversation. But he obviously would not pick someone who is solely focused on such a selfish goal. We all know the scroll is blank, and you have to love and accept yourself for who you are in the present. Tai Lung would not be able to understand much less accept that because he wanted the scroll to change him into something Shifu told him about, not Oogway. Oogway had every right to refuse Tai Lung, that’s his school, his house, his scroll and without him, he and Shifu would be without a roof. Now, remember what I said about Shifu’s beliefs in traditionalism right? You're supposed to listen to your master as they guide you, Shifu albeit a stubborn student and Master, listened to Oogway, and Tai Lung should have followed suit, he grew up there. But no he CHOSE to ruin everyone else's day, and let me show those innocents by the way. 

HE'S LITERALLY ASKING FOR SHIFU TO COMMIT FRAUD! Tai Lung showed what his ambition truly was and Shifu didn’t see until it broke right through him literally, Tai lung doesn’t even hesitate to swat his father aside before going for the scroll before Oogway stops him and spares his life for his old friend, Shifu. Because he cares. Oogway cared about Tai Lung and let him choose who he wanted to be. Remember? Actions have consequences. Tai lung has had two instances of his life where he could have chosen to do better and what did he do? He fucked it up. Just decided to be a bitch ass sore loser instead of bettering himself which is what Kung fu is about, it’s what Po did. But you know, that’s life.  Speaking of, Shifu is mostly at fault for this. I think everyone knows that? Oogway as I said above with the short, tries his best to guide Shifu on his horrid parenting journey but such is life. I’m sure we all know someone who shouldn’t be a parent and if we could we would ban them from being around children in general. Back on topic, Shifu has a problem of not listening to Oogway as we’ve established: - Didn’t listen til he got sick to let Tigress be herself - Bullied Po and didn’t listen until Oogway died - Filled his son and daughter’s heads with untrue folklore of the Dragon warrior missing key elements such as Kindness in the memo… - Also, he tried to “Well, ACK-TUALLY” him in an argument about control. Shifu is not a very bright man. And neither is his son. Po and Ping are a direct mirror to this though in the fact that, unlike Shifu, Mr. Ping stops and realizes his son is in distress about the whole situation and does something special. He tells him the secret ingredient which is nothing but believing something is special because he believes Po is special. Shifu stopped believing in his son, which is why Oogway asked him to promise to believe and even took his meek reply of “I’ll try.” When Shifu and Tai Lung met again they couldn’t mend what Tai Lung destroyed, not even an apology could heal what his son broke inside Shifu. And Oogway knew this. Because you can’t force a peach tree to grow into anything else but what it was meant to be. No one in the Jade Palace was meant to be the dragon warrior, they should have been training for themselves but they followed Shifu. Nothing was ever promised to anyone. And again, that’s the beauty of life, you can change. Every day you change, every time you look into that blank scroll you see every little change you worked for and some you got along the way figuring it out. Tai lung does not have that though, all he has is Kung fu and that’s Shifu’s fault. Not Oogway’s, you cannot blame someone who never promised you a thing and simply told you no. You have to move on.  Tai Lung even naively states, he only thought of Shifu’s opinion, never the Master who bestows the scroll itself. He was not in the present, all he wanted was the future he was never promised and blamed everyone else for it and hurt his own father, in the process. Not once, but twice. Shifu only admitted Tai lung was not meant to be the Dragon warrior and that it was never his decision to make and even goes so far as to ask Shifu to falsify the results of who the Dragon warrior is. Shifu was too late in allowing his son to dream. Oogway had nothing to do with any of their dramas. They decided to push themselves so far instead of cherishing the present. And that’s why Oogway is the best grandpa because he doesn’t force his ideals down your throat because he listens to your troubles without downplaying how bad you feel because he believes in the power of change that we all have but accepts we don’t always take the right path. That is the true gift. The gift of change. As for Kai um idc, he was stealing people’s chi, aka killing them, and being a horrible person to people who helped Oogway in his darkest hour, so fuck him. I still love his theme but again, Kai’s actions caught up with him and he caught them tortoise's hands for being an asshole.  Bye~! Also, Shen's a bitch too.

#Kung fu panda #Master oogway #long post #I am so sorry #Master Shifu #Tai Lung #Mr. Ping #Po Ping #character analysis #can i count this as movie analysis? #Look I need this fandom to chill out with the its Oogways fault when Shifu is right there #Its always Shifu's fault #taylor talks #fandom critical #someone save me #would you believe me if I told you this was longer?

[theggning]

One thing I think the game and fandom gloss over a bit is the fact that Godot has a very understandable reason for his grudge against Phoenix. By and large, both canon and fandom focus on Godot's anger at Phoenix as a projection of his own guilt and grief at Mia's death (and fandom likes to willfully misconstrue this as sexism, a take I'm sick to death of.) But it is also pointed out that Phoenix was very much an accessory to Diego's poisoning.

I mean, not willingly, of course. Phoenix is another unwitting victim of Dahlia's manipulations, and he clearly has no idea he's being used to hide the necklace that would implicate her in a crime. He would never be found legally culpable of Diego's attempted murder. But I feel like it is completely natural and understandable for Godot to be angry about it, learning after the fact that his blatantly obvious "murder" was an unsolvable mystery for nearly a year because some dingus walked off with the evidence. How could anyone have fallen for Dahlia's act like that? How could he have been so stupid and gullible? And now that idiot has "inherited" Mia's legacy? Of course Godot's pissed off about it. I would ALSO be pissed off if someone I perceived as culpable in an awful, life-ruining crime against me were enjoying what I perceived as unearned success tangentially on the back of my suffering!

There are also, no doubt, plenty of desperate "what ifs" in his mind, what could have happened if the necklace didn't go missing. What if having a sample of the poison could have helped the doctors save him? What if there was a way to reverse it, or mitigate the damage to his body? What if he could have woken up sooner than he did? What if he could have been there and saved her?

Is Diego's poisoning in any way Phoenix's fault? Of course not. Would having the evidence in hand have saved Diego, or changed any of the horrible toll the poison took on his body? Who knows? Is any of this rational? No, but human feelings rarely are, and Diego falls into a particularly awful place mentally and emotionally when he awakens. With his life ruined, his body a wreck, and his love gone forever, he feels nothing but hatred for the oblivious idiot who fell for Dahlia Hawthorne's act. The man who let his guard down and let her manipulate him. The man arrogant enough to call himself a "defense lawyer" who wasn't there when Mia Fey was brutally murdered. And what if he could have saved her, if only he was?

And also he's mad at Phoenix. But only incidentally for the more concrete fact that he unintentionally "helped" Dahlia poison Diego. I think this is partially why so many people accuse Godot of holding a grudge "for no reason." The narrative gives much greater weight to the self-hatred/projection aspect of Godot's anger, and that's a lot more nebulous and hard to nail down than a straightforward "I hate you because you did X."

Phoenix didn't really "do" anything. Neither Diego's poisoning nor Mia's death were in any way his fault. But crucially, that's one other thing glossed over too easily: it wasn't Diego's fault either. Though T&T leaves off with Diego once again heaping the blame on his own shoulders, I desperately hope that in the aftermath, Phoenix or Mia or a licensed therapist get to sit him down and help him realize this.

Diego doesn't need to forgive Phoenix. He needs to forgive himself.

#ace attorney #trials and tribulations spoilers #aa3 spoilers #ace attorney meta #godot #diego armando #well this started as a rant on one idea and turned into another #but hey i haven't pepe silvia'd about sad funny coffee man in a while so here u go #i think it's extremely notable that neither maya nor phoenix nor mia are angry at godot #maya especially #the compassion of this cast is one of my favorite things about it #and i believe the narrative's position on said compassion is very clear and obvious

[meili-sheep]

Genuinely disgusted by how people keep victim blaming Diluc, saying Diluc is the source of all of kaeya's problems. And some of the people slandering Diluc are Diluc fans themselves!

Don't get me started on the "jokes" this fandom writes about him. I personally don't think physical violence or 'characters getting blamed for something they didn't do' are funny jokes.

I'm so tired.

Wish people would realise how shitty of a person kaeya is. It doesn't help that Genshin rewrote kaeya to make him likeable.

(Kaeya and collei are friendly with each other, Kaeya babysitting klee when she already has albedo)

Sorry for rambling. I'm sick of how terribly Diluc is getting treated. And I am avoiding most of the fandom, but I still end up running into these people.

Honestly, like Diluc low-key has been getting shafted for a while. In the fandom and in canon.

And the only reason I think that he's been kept in Mihoyo's basement is because his lore is just so end game heavy. So that's why he hasn't popped up again. I think Mihoyo realized that the traveler could just ask Diluc shit, and he'd be able to solve like 70% of their problems.

As for the fandom. I personally am both fascinated by fandom as a method of looking at people's social interaction and as a method of studying their interruptions of media in a creative way. But also holy cow does it suck to be in here sometimes. And I feel I am desensitized to people's shitty takes on Kaeya and Diluc. Partly because well. I'm a Jason Todd fan, so I've been having the shit beating out of me since like 2014 (when I got into superhero comics). And I do see a lot of parallels between fan interruptions, Bruce's relationship with Jason and Kaeya and Diluc. Like Bruce has deeply wronged Jason. And I'm not talking Under the Red Hood, I'm like talking RHatO #25 and whatever the hell was happening in Gotham War (I'm honestly trying to forget that). And so has Kaeya. Like Man is not that stupid, his decision to tell Diluc that was entirely selfish. You have to have like no emotional intelligence to do what Kaeya did. And Kaeya had consistently proven he does have that. He had a great moment of weakness and now continues to be too weak to actually apologize. He's also dense in a way I'm not a fan of. Because if you really think he's gonna be a spy and betray Mondstadt I would ask you to take a literature course to expand your critical thinking and analytical skills. Because it would make no sense. Like he might for like half a second, but then he's gonna turn around.

Anyway. If you want a piece of advice, the only advice I can give you is to not engage and let it roll off your back. You're welcome to come here and bitch if you want. As I am the Hate Crepus corner. And I'd say I'd warmed up the Kaeya but honesty I think I've just warm up to how *I* write him which is different.

On a positive note, I'm working on a theory that Jason Todd and Diluc Ragnvindr are Lesbian Wraith characters. No, I will not explain at this time.

#diluc ragnvindr #diluc #maybe i just like character that like the punching bag of fandom #and In Jason's case canon #My mans gets no break