#the way ya’ll clown

[m0chisenpai]

Hi I saw this tiktok

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGJQPcU84/

And I immediately thought of prowler! Miles x fem reader

If your taking requests I would be really grateful if you considered this ❤️

-🕸️

Spiderman Across the Spiderverse

42!Miles Morales x black!fem!!reader

YO so I have been wondering how would the earth 42 version of the spidergirl!reader I have already and I feel like this just confirmed she needs to be THAT girl

You were his type. You could hold your own down Miles knew that much when he witnessed you beating the brakes off a girl down the street for coming at one of your friends. The way you casually laid the girl out and fixed your hair, took your bag from your friends and continued on your way. Boy was SPRUNG and his friends clown him bout it for DAYS

Guys came and went in your life. They never lingered and you liked it that way. You never let them set you up. You were always five steps ahead. Were quick to cut them off before things got messy, and you grew bored easily.

This however, caught Miles completely off guard when he flashed you that lazy smile and cooed at you in the middle of calculus asking if you could tutor him after school to which you replied “do I look like I know what I’m doing?” And turned your pretty ass back around

The guys who COULD survive you and live to tell the tale all mentioned one similar thing in common: your temper and your stubborn behavior and Miles could attest to both when before school he watched as you sat on the curb refusing to get in homeboys car because of a text message that you saw on his phone that lie cracked and chipped just a few feet from you

You played the game easily with boys. They played checkers while you were playing chess but sometimes you wondered if there was anyone out there, even as much as you enjoyed plucking boy hearts like Valentine’s Day candy hearts, something soft and sweet deep down in that heart of yours yearned to be loved

When Miles asked you what was up with you during fifth block calc you said the ceiling and told him to kindly fuck off once again. Next class he continued to speak with you like that conversation never happened. The cycle continued for a good two weeks, Miles attempting that pretty boy charm and you brushing him away like he was a fly on the wall

He liked a little challenge, a little bark AND bite and not because he wanted to conquer you oh no, he loved your fire and he wanted to stoke your fire in you. He wanted to pour the gasoline a top of it and watch you burn bright and beautiful

Miles stood outside of your locker that you opened up and he caught when you intended for it to crack him in his nose. "Morales, I'm not one of your bitches. If you think you can play me like one, respectfully fuck off."

And he raised a brow and tilted his head, "you not a bitch that's for sure. And I never said you was one. I know you smart, I know how you play and get down. So like I’m gon ask you again, what is up with you Y/N?"

Silence. but the corner of your brown lined lips turns up slightly and you suppose you'll entertain Morales.

You and Miles were THAT couple, one second ya’ll were friends and the next thing he’s checking on you between classes, waiting outside of school to walk you home, and chopping it with your homegirls who gush and rave about he wasn’t like the last bum you were talking to

No one can pinpoint when it happened, one second you were apart next thing you were Morales’ girl and he was L/N’s man

Miles never liked getting caught up with females, it never ended good and his ‘part time job’ always got in the way of relationships but things with you were different

You didn’t press Miles on why he wasn’t responding late at night, never chided him for handling his business, and you damn sure didn’t care when he talked to other females. Miles wonders why the world hid such a rare Godsend from him because you gave him little to NO headaches when it came to petty matters he dealt with

When he introduces you to Mama Rio she falls in love with you and Miles nearly cackles at how soft his mom makes you, she grills you on her son and tells you that if her boy messes up or does anything wrong to let her know IMMEDIATELY and you and his uncle are on good terms and he tells you the same thing his sister in law said

Just as much as Miles spoils you, you return the favor

He cashapps you for a fresh set? You send your baby something back to get a fresh line up and touch his braids up. You’ve got dozens of his barber pics and videos saved and he’s got your fresh sets and hair saved in his phone as well

Ya’ll got matching kicks I don’t care if it’s corny ya’ll do and you kindly told the bitch drooling over your man at the store the shoes while she was checking ya’ll out it was gonna take more than fluttering them patchy little minks at your man to get his attention

It takes some time till you expose a softer bit of you, a more gentle part. You lost your father, and thats why it pains you to see Mr.Morales whenever he is by, but Miles’ father sees a daughter in you and is so sweet on you it melts your heart

As much as he loved how you can hold yours down, it takes time and patience to chip past that hyper independence you’ve built. Your walls were built on hurt and pain and Miles knew not to force his way in, but you could be so stubborn headed. The first night the two of you really went at it was after you’d gone over Miles’ apartment and attempted to call an Uber back home at 2am.

“I know you fucking lying” Miles’ voice broke the silence from falling asleep during a Netflix marathon. As soon as he felt you lift your head from his chest his eyes snapped open “a dónde vas mami?” Any other night that raspy post sleep tone would have you weak in the knees and right back in his arms, but not tonight.

“Miles I don’t got no bag to spend the night and I need my stuff” Miles rolls his eyes and reaches to grab your hand to stop you from putting your slides back on.

“Y/N be for real its two in the damn morning you not going home.” You know instantly he’s not playing, you were rarely called by your first name.

“Miles I’m not staying here, I don’t got my tooth brush, face wipes, nothing now let me go” you snatch your hand and now Miles is sitting up completely.

“Who you talking to like that?”

“You and what?” You raise both brows at him. But his face stays neutral. He sucks on his teeth then he’s looking up at you, but its in a way that makes you freeze from hitting request ride.

“I’m not letting my girl go home this late, before you started running your mouth I was bout to tell you, you left your bag here with your stuff and I got you a skill scarf already. You done with the attitude now? I’m tired and need you in my arms sleep so I can sleep.”

Miles can rarely recall what shock looks like on your face. But he fights the urge to yank his phone of the charger so he can capture the way you sit your phone next to his and pull your hoodie off to leave yourself in your tank.

“You ain’t have to get all domestic” you grumble as you sit on the bed and pull your slides and socks off.

“I know baby, my bad. M’ just tired” he mumbles and you feel his hand slide up your back and trail your spine down. You can’t help but take in how tired he does look, how tonight was his one of many rare nights off from work. And so you lean forward and press a kiss to his lips, slow and steady.

“I’m gonna shower real quick love” you whisper against his lips when he finally releases you. And you watch as his eyes slowly droop shut and his arm slides off of you. His breathing slows back down and once he’s asleep you’re walking toward toward the closet picking the duffle up reaching deep inside till you feel the silk of your clothes. Black and red and large white eyes glare at you, reminding you that you have work tonight.

Yiu want to feel bad for putting MIles to sleep, but his peaceful snores are more than enough to take the twang off as you slide the mask over your face ready to set off where you originally meant.

“Black Widow, what’s taking you so long?”

“Sorry sir, ready for tonight’s target.”

And who were you to leave the streets to what men? You don’t think so.

#miles morales imagine #earth 42 miles morales x reader #42!milesmorales x reader #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42!miles morales x reader #miles morales x reader #miles morales #ask mochi #atsv requests

[alexa-fika]

I've finally reached the point in the anime where the cross guild is formed and addicted🙌

I don't mihawk wouldn't even think about letting buggy near child!reader, but what if reader snuck off to one of buggys shows and got caught by crocodile and/or mihawk?

Circus Escapade ( Cross guild x Gn!Dracule!child!Reader)

A/N Finished my essay ya’ll!! So I made this for you guys, sorry it took so long anon! Also idk how I feel about it, no idea why but the first word that comes to mind is surreal?

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which means Reader in Japanese.

Dividers by @/saradika

Dokucha knew that what they were doing was likely to get them in trouble not only with their dad but their uncle would not be the happiest either

But they just wanted one small peek of the show, a small peek at what happened behind the tarp; that’s all they wanted

They grin, popping their head slowly over their hiding spot and watching as the different acts went about performing

The stage was filled with different acts performing, each one seemingly more outrageous than the other; some were dangerous, some were more comedic, and a few even seemed a bit off to the audience…but that was the point; it’s a circus after all

A new act has now taken the center stage, the lights dimmed and the curtains drawn as Buggy himself came out, using his devil fruit ability to perform various tricks

They grin, giggling at his comedic actions, watching enthralled as the different body parts move around independently

Buggy’s comedic act continued; his body parts continued moving all around, one arm reaching over, picking at his teeth, and one of his legs would do a silly little kick before each body part would come together again.

His act was rather amusing, and as the act reached his peak, he came over to the podium, extending his arms toward the audience

“Hahaha!! Applause, Applause, Applause!!,” he screamed, waving his arms around, trying to get the audience to clap for him

They laughed along with the audience, gleefully enjoying the act until they felt something lift them up

They squeak as they suddenly are brought right up to the ringmaster himself

“Well, looks like we have a break-in!” Buggy laughs but stills as he takes a closer look at them

“W-Wait, you’re Mihawk’s-

“Clown.”

Everyone turns their head at the sudden entrance of the ex-warlords; the circus growing eerily quiet, everyone too afraid to move a muscle in fear of angering the duo more

“Buggy…” Mihawk seethes, his eyebrows knit together, his tone of voice dangerously eery

Crocodile, while maintaining his usual stoic expression, holds back a low grow

Buggy’s expression changed when he saw the two enter, his body parts freezing into place, his eyes widening slightly as he gulped, his voice growing quieter as he spoke

“Cro-Crocodile, Mihawk…”

Buggy gulped, taking a few steps back as he spoke, “I ca- I can explain!”

“Do you think I care for explanations?” Mihawk glares at Buggy, his gaze becoming sharp; he takes a step closer

“W-Wait, I swear I had nothing to do with this. I didn’t bring them here!”

“Your hand on them tells a different story,” he growls, ripping way the hand from Dokucha and embracing them

“Tha-I swear I can explain. I didn’t know.”

“Dokucha.”

They flinch at their father's sharp tone, and although they were aware that the anger was not directed at them, they were also going to get one hell of a scolding

“Go to your room; I will come to talk to you after I'm done with him.”

They nod

“Sorry Papa”

“Now you,” Mihawk said coldly, looking at Buggy, who just stood there, sweating profusely, his entire body shaking in fear as the duo advanced on him.

“H-Hey, I'm sure we can talk this out.”

The last thing Dokucha heard as they flew out of the tent was the cries of the mercy of the crown; they flinched at the sound

“Oops…”

Did buggy probably die? Yeah, is everything Dokusha said to that oops? Yeah cause their a menace

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[moonyandrice]

if I see one more person try to demonize either Gwen, Margo, or Jessica for some STUPID ASS SHIT I might lose my mind.

Like I’m starting to get super sick and tired of all the lowkey misogynistic takes some of you have for these characters. Like you can critique a character without making them out to be a FUCKING MONSTER.

Firstly, what fucking reason do you all have to even HATE MARGO TO BEGIN WITH??? She did not do JACK SHIT. I know why. It’s because some of you IMMATURE ASS MFS cannot handle a female character interacting with a male character that you like. That girl was sweet as sugar for the five fucking minutes of screen time she had. AND DON’T THINK FOR A SECOND I DON’T SEE SOME OF YOU RACIST MFS YOU AREN’T SLICK BITCH.

Second, I get why a lot of people are mad at Gwen. I do. I was angry too! But I also understand. She is a complex character and I love how they handled all the mistakes and all the things she went through. But the way some of you treat her like she’s a SUPER VILLAIN?? Fucked up. Wrong. Ya’ll will take an inch of flaw and go a fucking mile. Some of you have written fics about her being a HOMEWRECKER?? Or just a MALICIOUS PERSON?? Like FUCK OFF. She actively acknowledges and condemns all her own wrongdoings. But ya’ll don’t wanna hear that. And it’s for the SAME REASONS that you all hate Margo. You fucking BABIES can’t handle when a female character BREATHES AROUND A MALE CHARACTER. Just say it. It is some PICK ME GIRL ASS BULLSHIT and if I have to see it ONE MORE TIME you’ll be finding me under your FUCKING BED TONIGHT.

And lastly, the way ya’ll hate on Jessica is just plain misogynoir. She did not do HALF the shit Miguel did and I see her get dogged on CONSTANTLY. The most she did was try to help capture Miles, and be like- mildly condescending. Miguel has done far fucking worse than Jess and he gets 10x less hate than her. For such a beautiful movie- I truly expected better. Absolute FUCKING CLOWNS.

#Not to mention Margo and Gwen are TEENAGERS. #I haven’t seen it but I’ll say it now #If I see anyone try to make Gwen and Margo rivals I will pee on your mattress. #It is 2023. #just say you hate women and go like- #across the spiderverse #spiderman astv #astv spoilers #miles morales #hobie brown #gwen stacy #miguel o'hara #margo kess #jessica drew #1610 miles x reader #miles x reader #miguel x reader #42 miles morales #sorry for the rant

[tired-and-panicked]

yeah….. i cant stand any of this anymore i logged in yesterday and ya’ll were already hating and meme-ing Lance bc someone wrote some stupid lyrics and now its back to masses of death threats and disgustingly ableist comments because everyone suddenly decided they like Daniel again. Funny considering ya’ll were calling him washed and a misogynist a week ago.

and i’m not at all sorry, Daniel has called people cunts over the radio 100 times he can SHUT THE FUCK UP about lance and anyone else for all i care.

did Lance hit him? yes. did he deserve the penalty? yes. was the accident caused by a chain reaction at the front? YES.

this sport has become less about the actual driving and more about ripping apart other peoples fav drivers and teams COMMENTATORS INCLUDED HERE. and the ONLY reason i’m saying all of this is because all the people clowning Daniel in regards to Yuki, now only to turn around and start clowning Yuki now bc Daniel was having a good race. also please note the way a lot of you speak about Yuki your microagressions do not go unnoticed.

also i LOVED Daniel. i did for a long time, but its time to stop with the “hes so unlucky”. hes not. he made his own decisions when it came to leaving redbull and thats on him. no one else.

plus his incessant support of horner simply bc he wants a seat at RB (which he wont get) when that man HARASSED A WOMAN SO BAD SHES NOW OUT OF HER JOB AND STILL HAS HIS???

yeah no.

and this also doesn’t just apply to Lance or Daniel or Yuki tbh. ya’ll have been starting wars so insane it makes Pierre and Este seem neutral. let me say that again YOU HAVE MADE THE BAGUETTES SEEM NEUTRAL. jfc.

I have lost so much love for this sport this year because of fans that cannot grasp even the basics of how it works, the fia being grossly inconsistent and corrupt (even more than before which we didn’t think was possible), and team principles being absolute ding bats (please see Toto, James, and whoever the fuck runs alpha tauri - I REFUSE to say the new name).

anyways give Liam Lawson a seat. thats all.

#lance stroll #daniel ricciardo #yuki tsunoda #f1 #formula 1

[mermmarie]

DATING THE BAYVERSE BOYS The Good, The Bad, The Ugly, and The Sexy

Authors Note: In my TMNT phase hardcore right now and I thought... I wanna share my headcanons for dating the the Bayverse Ninja Turtles!! 😋 Mostly under the cut because of mature themes/ideas. Hope you like 'em! Also, small thanks to @seafoamtaffy for helping me out with a few of Leonardos! 💙

Disclaimer: All characters depicted are 20+

Warnings: Mature/sexual themes, NSFW mentions, mature language. MINORS DNI

MICHELANGELO 

The good:

The master of positive encouragement/reinforcement. This boy builds you up like no other! It’s almost impossible to think bad of yourself around him.

Lots of physical affection, especially PDA. (As public as it can be living a life in the shadows) Loves kissing you, holding your hands, cuddling. No shame around his brothers, father, or April and Casey.

Would graffiti random buildings, subway cars, and trains in your name or with symbols that represent your love.

Food is his love language. Not a fantastic cook, but he can follow instructions and he’d try making your favorite meal for special events like your birthday, Valentines, anniversaries, or when you had a bad week. He’d also spoil you with your favorite snacks and sweets whenever he has the means to do so.

Would serenade you a lot, and makes playlists for you. They’d consist of songs he thinks you would like, and songs that reminded him of you and your relationship with him.

The bad:

Cliiiiiingy. Always has to have his hands on you and follows you everywhere. Even wants to be in the bathroom with you when you’re using the toilet.  

Generally, not the jealous type, but absolutely needs your constant attention.

Texts and calls you a lot. (Almost too much) Like, goddamn. You know he has a lot of time on his hands cause he’s cooped down in the sewers until nighttime, but dude—chill.

The ugly:

Guilt trips you over having to return to your surface life and personal duties.

Straight up avoids and ignores if there’s problems with your relationship. He knows no relationship is perfect, but he doesn’t want to break the fantasy, So, if you’re upset and wanna talk things out, he’ll redirect the conversation a lot of the time. You’ll have to be pretty stern to get through to him.

Horny. All. The. TIME. He’d push boundaries to get you in the mood, even going as far to make unwanted advances. (Wouldn’t do anything against your will, or force himself upon you though.)

The sexy:

Can and will laugh during sex. And good, because it’s definitely interesting between a giant mutant turtle and normal human being. There’s a lot for both of you to learn, but he’s surprisingly patient and things are never awkward with him.

He is willing to do the horizontal tango any time you want it. You could literally spend thirty minutes shitting your guts out due to having indulged on your favorite, but forbidden dairy product, and he’d still be down to clown afterwards.

Looooves oral. (Both giving and receiving) He can’t get enough of the taste of you, and would work diligently to give you multiple orgasms through going down on you.

He’s confident in his abilities and open to anything. You want him to put on a sexy dance for you? You got it! Wanna try a new move? Say no more! Have a kink you’ve been reluctant to tell him about? Baby, you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of! 

Great with aftercare. Ya’ll would either fall asleep in each other’s arms, cuddle up watching your favorite streaming shows, or play some hand-held video games together afterwards.

DONATELLO

The good:

Thoroughly interested and supportive of your passions and hobbies. Loves listening to you speak on them and would try his best to get involved in some way.

Since he’s the tech guy, a good majority of your dates would consist of pirating your favorite shows, and movies. He’d take you out in the turtle van to some desolate underpass, and project the picture on a wide slab of concrete. Afterwards, he’d put the media on your favorite format so you could have it always; downloads, dvds, even the nearly nonfunctional vhs’s!

Also, since he’s the tech guy he would surprise you with deliveries to your work place from time to time. Flowers, edible arrangements, your favorite drinks, thoughtful cards (with some spending money~ bounces eyebrows. He’d love the idea of being your sugar daddy when he’s able to. 😩 )

 Because he’s such a tall boy, forehead kisses are his thing. He peppers your cute little dome with small little pecks any chance he gets.

When he’s low on energy he drags you into power naps with him, which inevitably turns into a slumber because he’s so comfortable in your presence, and you find content in his warmth.

An added extra: Since Donatello is the tattoo artist of the group, free ink if you’re into that kind of thing! 👀

The bad:

This guy works off a schedule, and sometimes he just doesn’t have the time to fit you into it. With training, patrol, lair upkeep, creating new tech, and being the only one to have an actual job (because how else are they paying for food?), he’s unfortunately a very busy turtle.

Is the silent type when upset, and worst of all, he gets more upset if you don’t realize that something’s bothering him.

Double standards. He would insist that you properly take care of yourself. Drink lots of water, cut back on caffeine, shower and moisturize, eat three meals a day and snack in between, get eight hours of sleep, take a day off of work, etc… But Donnie doesn’t hold himself to the same expectations and good luck trying to get him to change. (Sometimes he shares his red-cladded brothers’ stubbornness.)

The ugly:

Internet stalks you, your family and your exes... He mostly does it as a means to gather useful information, and he’s clever enough to only use it in the appropriate situations, but it’ll take you aback when he mentions the name of an ex when you two fight. (He’ll never do it again after the first time however.)

Gets almost unreasonably upset when you have to cancel plans with him. To reference back to how busy he is, and double standards; he just expects you to be able to make time for him. After all, you’re not a defender of New York, nor are you confined to specific hours of the day like he is. How busy can you be?

Since you have a life on the surface, he sometimes gets into his head and assumes the worst. He’s stuck in the lair until nightfall, and his stupid brain likes to torture him with made up scenarios. He’ll make jokes of it, but you know there’s a hint of truth and insecurity behind the question, “So, who’d ya cheat on me with today?” It’s never funny…

The sexy:

Dandere in the streets, Kuudere in the sheets. (Yes, I’m a weeb. Look it up.) He’s not too big on the idea of PDA in front of his brothers, but as soon as it’s just the two of you, his hands will be all over your body and he’ll be macking on those plush lips of yours.

While he enjoys getting off himself, he’s all about pleasing you. A lot of the time, you cumming is more than suffice for him.

Because he is the most internet savvy, he’s done his research on your anatomy. So, unlike the other brothers, your first time together would be quite pleasurable. (Which is a feat considering Donatello has the biggest dick (fight me), so there would be a lot of work put into getting you prepared for it, but he enjoys the foreplay.)

Blindfolds. He can’t see during sex (if he removes his glasses of course) so why should you? It’s a fun little venture from time to time exploring each other’s bodies with your other senses.

He will fucking lap up the ground you walk on if you moan or scream his name during. For the love of god, just do it. It’ll make him absolutely wild.

RAPHAEL

The good:

You wouldn’t expect it of him before you started dating, but once you enter a relationship, he is the best listener. You’ll accidentally spend long amounts of time vent dumping on him, because he’s actually very attentive and empathetic of your feelings.

Since Raph leaves the lair the most (due to needing “fresh air”) he knows New York the best. Which means he takes you to all the cool and secret attractions of the city for date nights.  

He includes you in his workouts, if you know what I’m saying? 😏😏😏 I mean, he asks for your assistance… Uses you as added weights, has you help him with certain stretches, asks you to time him on specific drills. He just wants you to be part of one of his favorite activities. (WHICH INCLUDES SEX! Duh. 😋)

You already knew this was coming but… He knits you clothes! Mainly stuff to keep you warm in the winter. So, sweaters, scarves, gloves, and socks. Buuut-- He also dabbles in jewelry in secret. None of his brothers know about it, but Donnie is always curious as to why he borrows/steals his pliers, wire cutters and soldering tools every once in a while. You get custom made bracelets, earrings, and necklaces out of this. (He wouldn’t make you rings until far long into your relationship. He’s a shy boy and doesn’t want to scare you off with the implications. Plus, they’re hard to make, lol.)

Playful teasing and showboating of you. Only to levels you’re comfortable with, but he’s proud to be your significant other, and you’re so attractive to him, he’s gotta show you off to his brothers a little bit. He’ll pinch/grab/smack your ass (gently, lol), caress your face, arms, thighs, and nuzzle his snout into the crook of your neck in front of them, just to get all of you flustered and worked up.

The bad:

Has the millennial phone fear. He doesn’t like talking on the phone much because he dislikes the way his voice sounds to him when you put him on speaker, and he isn’t good at texting you back in a timely matter either… He argues that your conversations are more meaningful in person.

Prone to fighting, duh. Verbal fights of course. Raphael would never lay a hand on you, but if upset enough, he would break things around you. Punch a wall, throw a chair, shatter a glass. He’s also quick to raise his voice and yell, so if that kind of thing makes you uncomfortable, expect tears. (Although, as soon as you start crying, he crumbles.)

Would avoid missionary position, or any position that gave you an angle on his face at first. He’s insecure about his physique and features, and wouldn’t want to scare you or turn your off with his looks. (Though, as soon as you cupped your hands against his cheeks and stared down his emerald eyes, lorrrddd!! It’d ignite a passionate fury in him!)

The ugly:

We all expect jealousy of Raphael, but it’s in the worst ways. He’ll get jealous of his brothers interacting with you and vice versa. He won’t act on his feelings, but he doesn’t like the others touching you or being too interested in conversation with you. He’s also jealous of you specifically. He hates it, but you’re beautiful and normal. You get so many opportunities being human that he couldn’t even possibly dream of. He’d try to keep those insecurities to himself, but they of course bubble up when you fight.

(Like his purple-coded brother) He stalks you. He tells himself he’s being a good boyfriend and he’s just watching over you; making sure nobody messes with ya, but in reality he wants to know what you’re up too at all times. If your residence has the view for it, he’ll become a peeping tom and watch you undress.

Raph always grows distant when your time together is coming to an end. He just checks out hours before you actually have to go. He must think it’s a way to protect himself mentally, but it’s just unfair to you and almost impossible to pull him back into the moment.

The sexy:

Raph just emits sexual tension into everything. The way he lifts weights, how his brows furrow when he looks at you, the way his tongue dances around the toothpick in his mouth, how he folds laundry… Like, how? WHY?? I mean you’re not going to look a gift horse in the mouth, but boy it’s almost troublesome how he can make you so hot and bothered so easily.

 A double standard, but he wouldn’t let you be insecure about anything during sexy time, especially not your body. - You: I don’t want to do x,y,or z because I’m too heavy/too boney/have too much hair/don’t like my stretch marks/my bits are different from others/etc… - Raph: … If you don’t get your ass over here and sit on my face right now.

His tongue… is so long… 😳💦 Do I really need to say anything more??

Have you been interested in standing sex positions, but could never try them out because your past partners weren’t strong enough for them? Well, these are Raphy-boys specialty! Holding you up and pumping away in ya is a breeze for him, and good thing too! Because your legs are gonna be wet noodles afterwards~

He is actually okay with you egging him on during sex. As in: Saying things to purposely piss him off to make him fuck you raw. You would need to talk about what’s okay to say beforehand, and make non-verbal cues for safe words; but once that’s said and done, he’s game. It gets him riled up in the best ways possible.

LEONARDO

The good:

Leonardo will just pop in on you randomly during the DAY, just to say hi, and see how you’re doing, maybe even give you a few kisses. He’s so confident in his stealth abilities, and honestly… it’s justified. Still, it nearly gives you a heart attack every time and a playful fight breaks out as you urge him to leave so he won’t be seen by other surface dwellers.

If you need a task done, Leonardo is your #1 motivator. He won't do it for you, pfft! No. But he will absolutely help you stay on track. So, if there’s something you need a push to do, like finish a college essay you’ve been procrastinating on, doing an exercise routine after a long day of work, or making a stress inducing dentist appointment on your own; he’s your guy!

Massages. The guy actually knows what he’s doing and isn’t just pinching and pulling your skin. Knows what muscles to work on to relieve you of that headache, and what pressure points to hit to release the stress and tension you’ve been holding.

It’s a little silly, but he ‘bridal carries’ you a lot. He loves holding you in his arms, so when there’s an opportunity for it, he scoops you right up! It’s definitely unnecessary sometimes; like when he carries you from the living room area to his bedroom, but are you really gonna say no to those biceps, triceps and delts? 😩💦

All the turtles would teach you self-defense and CQC at some point in your relationship with them, but Leonardo would be adamant on it from the beginning. He would want you to be able to protect yourself when he’s not around. If you’re able to successfully to take him down, (which is gonna be hard because…he big 😳) he would instantly pop a hard one.

The bad:

Not so creative with date nights. He just likes spending time with you and figures you feel the same way. You’ll have to be the one to come up with fun ideas to do, or at least drop him hints on how to spice things up.

Needs you to be independent. He’s the leader, he’s got a whole city to defend and four brothers to take care of. So, you aren’t going to have his attention 100% of the time. Not to mention, he’s the kind of guy who likes his space. He’s got his things that he likes to do on his own, so you need some of your own.

Ironically, he also kind of… parents you. Especially when you don’t want it or ask. He thinks he knows best and will try to steer you in a certain direction. “You shouldn’t wear that article of clothing, it’s too revealing.” “If you want a raise, ask for it.” “Don’t stay up all night doing ____, it’s bad for your health.” “ _____ person is right, you were being ____” (Oooh, the last one. You definitely have to teach him the difference between wanting him to just listen and wanting him to respond.)

The ugly:

He doesn’t have the time for your interest. Don’t get it wrong, he likes to hear about them and supports you pursuing them it’s just… if they aren’t his specifically, or they don’t mix in some way, he just can’t be bothered to be involved.

When you get into major disagreements his tongue can be quite sharp. He’s only used to Raphael questioning his authority and opinions, so his temper is surprisingly short and his remarks are critical. If he’s losing the battle, he’ll sometimes resort to just straight up ignoring you by going silent or leaving the room.

Jealous of toys and the idea of you getting off by yourself. While he absolutely has no problem making you cum, he wants to be the only one to make you moan and scream. So, best to leave the solo sessions at home.

The sexy:

(Technically, this could be a ‘bad’ point but…) Don’t wear any clothes you really like when planning on getting down and dirty with Leo because has a bad habit of ripping them off of you.

Leo’s really good with foreplay, and not just with stimulating you. He’s good at setting the mood, and building tension, all while keeping a cool head himself. It’s a bit infuriating how hard it is to rile him up the same way, but at least it makes for a fun game you both enjoy.  

(Being the weeb he is) Leo loves to practice Shibari on you. He loves seeing you restrained and completely submissive to him. He’s even gone out of his way to find/buy decorative rope to tie you up with, it’s gotta accentuate your beauty. If you’re lucky enough, he may let you try it out on him. (Although, you can only do a handful of knots and ties considering his shell gets in the way.)

He marks you with hickeys and bites. Most of the time, he is considerate enough to only leave them in spots where you can hide them, buuut--- Every once in a while he wants to remind his brothers, and surface dwellers that you are his.

Katoptronophilia babyyyy! You already know Leonardo is the type of guy who’d be into watching his performance in the mirror. (Not to mention taking in how good you look in the reflective glass. 😏)

If you liked these, check out my Dating the Rise Boys headcanons!!

#tmnt #tmnt bayverse #tmnt headcanons #tmnt x reader #tmnt imagine #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #michelangelo #donatello #raphael #leonardo #mermies #tmnt lit #Mermies Lit

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Liu Kang x B!F Reader

FIRST DATE (Pt. 2)

Link: Pt 1 | Pt 2

Summary: Y/N with was able to snag an opportunity of dating Liu Kang, thanks to your friend Johnny bringing him around. You just hope that you aren’t to rusty

Tags: fluff/romance, friendship, happy/sad, first time, fun, black air-force energy, black girl magic, and comedy(supposedly)

A/N: This is going to be a sweet little first date with ya’ll boy Liu Kang

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Today was the date, you were going on your date with the god of fire. You’re not gonna lie, you were very nervous.

You jumped out of the shower, you made sure the shower cap was still on your head. You didn’t want the locs to get wet, you were thankful for Jamika.

Your phone buzzed on the dresser, you quickly grabbed it. Open your messages on your iPhone

“Speak of the devil.” You said out loud to yourself.

You put the phone back down and started looking for something cute to wear.

You asked Johnny to get information on what his favorite color is. Johnny came back unhelpful for once, because of course Liu Kang didn’t really have a favorite color.

You and Johnny believed it was probably red, possibly. You believe he was a spiritual kind of man, which wasn’t far from you.

Y/N was a women that liked beads, crystals, and more things to help her Zen.

After what felt like eons you finally found an outfit, you oiled your body. Did your makeup, keeping it simple and natural.

You were proud with how you looked, and was ready to give this man everything. For some reason you felt as though he was different, you usually like to take it slow. But something about Liu Kang made you feel like, even if you jumped into a relationship with him. It’ll be fine, hopefully…

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You were headed to the Chinese restaurant in San Diego. You hoped Johnny had helped him with knowing where to go, because he’s clearly not from around here.

You pulled up into the parking lot, as you got out you fixed up your outfit up. You made your way into the restaurant and was looking around, to see if you saw Liu Kang.

“Hi, how many today?” A young Chinese waitress approached you.

“Ooh! I had a reservation for two under Y/N and Liu Kang.”

“Of Course! He’s actually straight back there in the both.”

“Thank you!” You smiled walking to where she directed you. Y/N didn’t expect him to already be here, she hope he wasn’t waiting here long.

“Sorry If I made y-“ You froze as he turned to you, standing up. Pulling you into a hug, you could have passed out right then and there.

You would’ve been on the news, and your girls would have clowned your ass for something so stupid, but damn did he feel nice and he LOOKED amazing!

He wasn’t in his usual attire like at the shop, he broke the hug, noticed you staring at his appearance.

“I apologize if I look strange, Johnny suggested I dress properly for the occasion… To fit in better.”

“Oooh! Nooo no no no! It’s totally fine like… Fuck you clean up nicely, I’m sorry… I promise I’m not always this ugh…”

Liu Kang chuckled and blushed slightly at the compliment. “It’s alright, thank you. You look exceptionally well tonight, even more so.”

Liu Kang brought your palm up to his hand kissing it. You blushed and giggle at the compliment and gesture, “T-Thank you.”

Both of you eventually sitting down, “I didn’t know what your favorite color was… I did see you as someone who is like spiritual and nature like… So that was look I was going for… Sense I’m like that to ya know.”

You hated how shaky your voice sounded, it was pretty obvious you were nervous.

“So you meditate and focus on your chakra?” Liu Kang asked intrigued.

“Yes! Exactly like that. I actually have like some herbal earthly stuff at my place. You know my girlfriends from the shop, they do NOT LIKE THAT SHIT! Whatsoever. But meh, to each its own. It’s nothing wrong with having people around you that likes different things… As long as they just respect what you do.”

“I couldn’t agree more, you are very wise woman and I feel as though that’s why your friends care so much about you and stay with you.”

This man just could not stop making you blush, you dipped your head pulling a loc behind your ear.

Y/N started talking his ear off again, until a waitress approached them. “Hello my name is Mei Sung, and I will be your waitress today. Would you like me to start you off with some drinks?”

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One thing Y/N did not know was her three friends were outside of the restaurant. Watching them from afar in Johnny’s car.

“Man once Y/N start talking. It’ll take a miracle to get her to shut up, don’t get me wrong I love my girl but damn.” Tonya said looking through the binoculars.

Jamika snatched it out of her hand from the passenger seat. Looking through it, “Leave Stanka butt alone. It doesn’t seem to be bothering Mr. Kang over there.”

Johnny pushed on behind Jamika from the driver seat, snatching them this time looking out while leaning over her.

“Hmph! That’s just how that powerful son of a bitch is. Or maybe he just don’t feel like talking.”

“Johnny if you don’t get yo BIG ASS OFF ME!” Jamika shoved him back, the binoculars falling back into Tonya’s lap.

She quickly pulled down the windows, to watch. As soon as she did Liu Kang looked directly at her. Making her quickly hide back in her seat.

“Shit that scared me!”

“What happened Jamika and Johnny said.”

“The nigga stared right at me!”

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Liu Kang was looking out the window, but then back at you. When you called his name, “Is something the matter?”

“Hmm, oh nothing is wrong. I just thought I saw someone.”

“I’m sorry I’m probably talking to much for you.” You told him sinking slightly in your seat.

He grabbed your hand and gripped it tightly, “I could never get tired of hearing you talk. It is like music to my ears, I enjoy listening to you talk and hearing more about you.”

You smiled and then something came to your mind, “You know, I already know like what you are… and what you do, because of Johnny… Like could you tell me something that maybe… all realms don’t know about you, like on a personal level… It’s alright if it’s to personal.”

“No, I don’t mind telling and I kind of figure Johnny told you or more so knew he was going to tell you.”

“Yeah! Johnny told me you can see the future or something like that… WAIT! Did you already know who I am and that we were going to have this date!?”

“Know you yes, but knew the outcome of todays events no. I do not have that kind of power, I let everyone chose there own fate and lead there own path. I only knew Cage told you, because of how Kenshin calls it. He is a chatterbox and has a loose tongue.”

You chuckled at that, Liu Kang smiled at you. “So because of what you are and this god of fire duty shit… You don’t have time for things like these… The little things in the world you created.”

“No, as I must stay alert and make sure earthrealm is safe and protected. In case of another threat arises.” Liu Kang explained.

You nodded understanding, doesn’t that mean having a relationship with you is pointless. “So why even go on this date with me… You already know I like you and… Maybe have a relationship with you… Why the effort, when you have your duties.” You looked at him with sad eyes.

He still kept that same smile on his face, “I felt like this time is different from before… So I want to take the chance given to me, besides… Who could resist someone as charming as you Y/N.”

Y/N began snorkeling a bit, covering her face“Nice one Kang!” Johnny shouted on instinct, the girls pulling him back down. Liu and Y/N looked towards the window where the sound came from.

“I could’ve sworn I heard Johnny.” You looked around curious. Ms. Sung came back with you and Liu Kang’a order.

As you both were enjoying your meal, two men who clearly look like they had an attitude problem came in demanding a seat.

“Hey lady, hurry up and seat us.” One of the men said.

“You will have to give me a few moments sir.” she was coming to you and Liu Kang on your refills.

The man smacked the glass out of her hands, knocking her down. Making her fall. You noticed this and approached the scene.

“You fucking serve us first when we tell you to Bitch!”

“Hey!” You shouted to the two men.

“Go mind your business little girl!” The man said not paying you no attention.

“I don’t know who the hell you talking to but I ain’t no damn little girl. And she is my business, because those were me and my dates drink you knocked down.”

One of the men approached you, you didn’t flinch one bit and stood your ground.

“What you gonna do? You gonna fucking cry about it darky?”

He ain’t never just called you ‘Darky’. Without thinking, you gave him a strong ass right hook. Knocking him down on his but, nose and mouth bleeding.

Everyone looked at you in shock, your friends and Liu Kang watched impressed.

“I got a name Motherfucker! And it is Y/N L/N you better remember Bitch I’m from the side. Where Niggas like you better watch who you talking to! Now apologize to this young waitress!”

“THAT’S MY BEST FRIEND!” Jamika and Tonya shouted from the window.

You turned around noticing your friends, the other man standing saw your guard down. He quickly grabbed a dagger from his pocket, and charged at you.

“MISS LOOK OUT!” Ms. Sung warned you.

You turned to late, but before he could hurt you. Liu Kang stopped him in his tracks. You opened your eyes slightly.

Liu Kang had a tight grip on the man’s hand. The knife scrapping the inside of his hand causing it to bleed.

Liu Kang then bent his arm slowly causing him to scream and kneel. “I believe it to be unwise if you continue this dishonorable behavior. You owe this Miss and my date an apology.”

He let go of them man, looking down at them, Liu Kangs arms glowed orange and blue. Forming fires, “If not then there will be dire consequences, that I wish to not have it lead.”

The men looked in fear, before apologizing to you and the waitress. Before running off, Liu Kang doing a hand gesture relaxing himself.

“Thank you.” You and the Waitress both said blushing. Both of you knew that was pretty hot.

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“I had a wonderful evening today with you Y/N. The food here was exquisite, much to my liking.” Liu Kang told you as you both were standing outside.

Johnny took the girls home, after you and Liu Kang gave all of them a lecture the trip didn’t want to hear.

“I knew it’ll be to your taste… So does this mean you would like to continue… Seeing each other?” You were playing with your fingers.

“I would love that Y/N” Liu Kang smiled, giving you a kiss on the cheek. You blushed, but you thought you should shot your shot.

You pulled him into a gentle kiss, pulling on his collar slightly down to you. It felt like heaven, and he even reciprocated the kiss with such passion.

He broke the kiss, you had a goofy face walking to your car. You saw him create a portal, before giving you one last glance and disappearing through it.

You got in your car, you sat there. Before you ended up screaming from happiness.

“BEST FUCKING FIRST DATE EVER!”

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This is what You and Liu Kang was wearing

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed these two parts! 😊 it was gonna be a lot longer, mainly because of the things you and Liu Kang was discussing.

More so his personal character no one else know and his likes and dislikes. When I do other Liu Kang stories you’ll be able to see what my Headcannon are for him.

Now I did say if you like these story with its characters and what not. Then it can be a series, if someone ask or it’s popular lol 🤷🏽‍♀️ anything is possible for the future.

#liu kang is daddy material #liu kang x reader #liu kang fanfic #liu kang mk1 #liu kang love #liu kang mortal kombat #liu kang #readers community #reader insert #black reader #black is beautiful #fem reader #mk1 x reader #x reader #female

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Call out post? Again? Yeah.

If you simp for….

Slenderman

Your suit kink is past the point of getting out of hand.

Splendorman

You like his hands… 👀 They are very… Yes. (Put them in my mouth 😩)

Offenderman

You like himbos, and I respect that. His body type makes him bitable to you, and you very much like that he would bite back.

Trenderman

You probably wear crocs. Don’t lie, your sense of fashion would make this man puke.

Zalgo

You’re the spoiled prince/princess type.

Kagekao

You like cat boys.

Jeff

You must like the idea of blood tracking through your house the same way a dog would track mud on your carpets.

E. Jack

The number of fics I remember reading where y/n would kiss this man and like the taste of his mouth… 🤨 and I know ya’ll ate that shit up like you would actually enjoy the aftertaste of raw organs.

L. Jack

You have a thing for Art the clown, and if you don’t now, then you will eventually.

Ben

You just want a gamer boyfriend that can embezzle money for you.

Jane

You’re a weak kneed big titty goth girl simp.

Toby

You like puppy boys.

Brian

You people have two sides. You either made him into a man that lets you borrow his oversized hoodies to snuggle, or you made him the man that will hold a gun to your head to get you to shut up.

Tim

You want this man to strangle you. Hands are preferred, from what I understand.

Candypop

LJ was your first pick and then you found out about this guy and went 👁👄👁

Habit

You like raccoon boys.

Dark Link

You think he’s a massive flirty heartbreaker and you really just wanna be flirted with.

Helen

Dear god… I don’t even wanna know about what kind of “paint” kink based sex your having with him in your minds.

The Puppeteer

Your bondage kink is showing babe, you might wanna dial that back a bit.

The Observer

So. 👀 You like being watched, ey? 👁👄👁 Gotta stalker kink, huh?

#slenderman #splendorman #offenderman #trenderman #zalgo #kagekao #jeff the killer #eyeless jack #laughing jack #ben drowned #jane arkensaw #toby rodgers #hoodie #masky #candypop #habit #dark link #helen otis #the puppeteer #the observer #kinda lemonaid

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╭﹐❣︎﹕ Spider-Boy ﹒〣 ﹕‹𝟹 － 𝖤𝖱𝖤𝖭 𝖸．

cw/tw. fluff, spiderman!eren, black!reader

an. hey ya’ll! I’m back with another story. I got this idea by watching far from home and decided to say hey let’s write a Marvel AU of Eren and make him spider man lol. This is for the AOT and Marvel fans ‼️ But anyways hope you guys enjoyed this !.

summary. - spider-Man comes to your window, injured and beatin up which takes an unexpected turn .

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓! 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓! 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓!

How am I supposed to explain this to mom? There’s no way in hell I can explain how I have a busted lip, bruised ribs, a bloody wound on my leg and a swollen eye.

I groaned as I started to pace around on top of the building I was currently limping on every now and then trying to think of what the hell I'm supposed to do.. If i go home i’ll have to explain to mom on how i got these fucked up injuries. Man cmon! Think Eren think! Who else can I go to who I trust the most?..I can’t go to Armin because he would just freak out and ask me a bunch of questions. I can't go to Mikasa because she would scold the hell out of me and give me a whole lecture of how dangerous this is. I most definitely can’t go to the trio's house..For one Connie has a big ass mouth, two Jean would just clown me like he always does and Sasha? She would freak out.

Man, fuck..who else is there…

…

Wait?

..(Y/n)! I could go to her! She’s the quietest out of the friend group so that’s a good option to go for. And she lives close by which is perfect..considering the fact that i only have little to none strength. I smiled to myself before leaping off the roof top swinging myself towards where her house was.

Let’s just hope and pray her dad isn’t there..

“Oh my god, Hitch no! There’s no way in hell-“

“Oh cmon (Y/N)! If you don’t say anything to him now he’ll be snatched up in seconds.”

“I know..but I can’t! Do you know how embarrassing that is? What about..i do it over text? Yeah, that seems like the best possible option right now.” Hitch stopped what she was doing to stare at the screen giving her the ‘Are you being deadass?’ look. “(Y/N), you cannot, be serious right now..over TEXT? Bitch it’s better if you just do it in person- or better yet! Invite him over tomorrow and confess that way.” (Y/N) could only just groan into her hands, she was stressing out over a boy..

How ironic is that?

“Hitchhhh.” She whined. “(Y/NNNNN).” She whined back. “Man..i can’t believe I'm stressin over a nigga..who isn’t even a nigga. How ironic is tha-'' Before she could finish her sentence two loud knocks on her window had interrupted her. She furrowed her eyebrows together, leaning back in her chair to see what it was to see the one and only Spider-Man..

OUTSIDE HER WINDOW.

Her eyes almost popped out of her skull by the sudden surprise, there was no way thee Spider-Man..

the one man who’s responsible of being the hero of the city is standing outside my window..

This is really happening..”Hitch..imma needa call you back,” She had already hung up the FaceTime call before she had the chance to respond back.You got up almost in an instant to walk over to your window furrowing your eyebrows together to see him in a squatting position holding his stomach..you squint your eyes to roam his body more to spot a patch of blood on his thigh that was going through his suit. You gasped at it as you pulled your window up for him to enter. He groaned slightly sliding his body through your window, now standing in front of you giving you more view of what he looks like..and he’s fucked up. Half his suit was ripped, there was blood patches everywhere on his body, and a big stab wound that was in his thigh.

How the fuck is he still standing..?

So the sweet person you are, you motioned him to sit on the bed not caring if it gets dirty or not. Every rule of being a medical student you always put your patients first then anything else, as he limped to go sit on your bed you instantly ran to your bathroom to get the supplies you needed. While you were doing that, Eren decided to examine your room. His eyes darted to your wall where you hung up pictures of you, your friends, and him. He smiled under his mask to see a picture of him sleeping on the desk with drool slightly coming out of his mouth taking a selfie as you threw up a peace sign in the camera. He then darted his eyes to see him and you together with matching Christmas pjs doing silly faces, he smiled at the cute memory you both shared at that time.

It was cute you kept all these pictures of your friends and him hanging up on your wall. Before he has any time to look around your room more you came back with alcohol, bandages, cotton balls, a needle and the string they put in you for getting stitches (i don’t know what it’s called lol.), bandaids and some kinda cream for bruises. You walked over to the bed where he sat and placed the supplies down on your bed, you huffed out of breath and moved some of your braids out your face to stare at the injured man with a soft smile. “Okay! So I got what I needed and now i just need you to..” You pointed at his half ripped suit, “You need me to take off my suit?” You nodded slightly feeling nervous that the fact THEE Spider-Man is in your bedroom right now and might i mention..he was huge! At least 5’11 or 6’1 somewhere in between. But you can’t become distracted, your top priority is to help him.

He bit the inside of his cheek, before pressing against his chest, clicking some sorta..button? To deflate it, you almost choked on your own spit to see how ripped he was…he had a 6 pack with very attractive collarbones..you could feel heat go to your body just by staring at his body..

God he’s so hot.

Eren looked up to see what else you wanted him to do but grinned seeing you stand there like a frozen statue staring at his body. He chuckled a little catching you off guard, “You gonna continue staring at my body? Or you gonna help me webs” You shook your head out of your thoughts ignoring the fact he called you Webs starting to get to work ‘(You were mentally freaking out in the inside trying to keep your self restraint)’. “Sorry..” You mumbled, he only smiled under his mask shrugging his shoulders. You were so caught up in helping him that you didn’t even question why he came to your window all of sudden? And how he knows where you lived which is pretty strange..

You put a mental note to remind yourself to ask that question once you're done.

You decided to start with the small bruises that were on his stomach, putting some typa of cream on the bruised spots being careful to not press on them. As your fingers worked applying the cream he slightly groaned from the feeling..feeling how soft your fingertips felt against his skin as you put the cream on, you stopped for a second to question if you accidentally pressed on it which he instantly said no and just said it felt good. You only nodded your head and continued to apply it to his skin. After the last bruise on his body you now moved onto the hard part..stitching the stab wound. You got on your knees in front of him motioning him to take the rest of his suit off so you can inspect the injury. He smirked at the command, deciding to do what he does best..being a huge flirt. “Wow doc, getting me to undress already? We just met.” Your eyes widened at the comment he made, shaking your head instantly, there was no way he was making such comments while his thigh is half way gone.

“How could you be flirting with me when you’re a walking corpse?” She asked with a raised brow, he only shrugged his shoulders pulling the rest of his suit off to reveal the stab wound- and surprisingly it didn’t need stitches which was good, the blood had seeked all the way through his suit making it look like it was big but in reality it wasn’t. You grabbed the alcohol, cotton balls and bandages to get started on it. When you were done with his thigh you gave him the clear he could put his suit back on which he did, when he got it all the way on he pressed the chest part of it and it reflated back onto his skin. Now since you were done…questions are about to be asked, 

Because how the hell did he know where you lived?!

“Okay, Spider-Man. First why the hell did you come to my house? Second how do you know where I live?? Are you stalking me?” You stared at him, I mean you weren’t complaining! Shi you manifested he would one day come to your window and well..look where we are now! This was the hard part for Eren, his dumbass didn’t think of any answers, so in the heat of the moment he had to think of something. “Uhm.. Well I heard from someone that you were a medical doctor.” You raised a brow crossing her arms, “Uh huh..so explain how you found out where i lived?” Shit..

He was caught at this point.

He stumbled on his words a little trying to find out the correct words but just sighed. “Look, don’t freak out when i show you this okay?” You raised a brow in confusion on what he was about to do,,you heard him sigh one more last time before he reached up to grab his mask, pulling it off to reveal..

“Eren?!” You yelled, with wide eyes. The person you helped and practically got a glance of his sexy body was Eren? My Eren?? “What the fuck?! When the- How the- WHAT?!” At this point you started to freak out, Eren was the all mighty Spider-Man? The one who kicks ass and saves the city 24/7? “Oh my god..” You whispered out, continuing to stare at your best friend with wide eyes, he only scratches the back of his neck with a nervous chuckle. “Hey..(Y/N)?”

Before you knew it..you threw the alcohol bottle at him earning a whine from him. “Hey! What was that for?” You scoffed. “You know exactly what that’s for you buffoon! You really kept this from me?? Ooo I outta... OOO you’re so lucky you’re injured because I swear to you I would've-“ Before you finished that sentence, you felt a thing being shot at you. You looked down to see he shot a web towards your stomach to pull you towards him, launching you into his chest, feeling his hand go to your waist holding you place. “(Y/N) There’s a reason why i didn’t tell you.” He sighed. You raised a brow. “One reason being because of that!” He laughed, earning a scoff and slight laugh, “Two because I have many enemies who target me, and if I told anyone my identity I knew, they would target my weakness which is you and the others. I couldn’t bare to live with the thought of your guys life being threatened because of me.”  He spoke in a soft tone, you looked up at him with a now softened face and small smile. “Well now i know i’ll always be protected by my one savior and whose always there for me.” You chuckled, wrapping your arms around his waist and giving him a hug,

He raised a brow “And who might that be?” He teases, you roll your eyes and playfully pushed him away. “You Spider-Boy.” You teases back, he furrowed his eyebrows with a smile. “What did you call me?”

“Mm..nothin.”

“(Y/N).”

“What? I didn’t call you anything.”

He only scoffed at it before pulling you back to his embrace. You were about to protest but got caught off guard when he placed his lips onto yours, you gasped into the kiss shocked that he did that. You didn’t even have enough time to kiss back before he pulled back, chuckling at your shocked expression. “You wanna tell me what you called me? Or do I need to kiss you again for you to do it?” You blinked a few times before stumbling on your words. “I think you gotta kiss me again to remind me.” He only shook his head with a smile on his face before he leaned down again to take your lips into his making it longer, giving you enough time to respond back. You pulled back after a few seconds, wrapping your arms around his neck with a smile of your own. “I called you Spider-Boy.”

“Really? ‘Spider-Boy?’” You nodded your head and pecked his lips one last time

“Yep..my Spider-Boy.”

Bonus:

“You know if you wanted to keep your identity from me..think of a better plan then just randomly popping up at my house thinking i wouldn’t notice.”

“Hey! I was injured and you were closer to where I was!”

“God..i know you’re stupid but you can’t be THAT stupid.”

“Okay first of all…”

“First of all what?”

“I- Well..!”

“Exactly!”

#eren jaeger #eren jaeger x black reader #eren headcanons #amazing spider-man #spiderman au #spiderman #aot x black reader #aot x reader #black reader #marvel #marvel x y/n #marcilezrr

[wizardmolars]

Can ya’ll clowns stop reinventing homophobia. Sorry to be a bitchin little pinko but we’re in this horseshit together. Stop looking for new fun ways to oppress eachother and focus on the fact that as one big misfit hullabaloo we got infinitely more of a fightin chance at protecting ourselves and betterin our future than if we’re acting like middle schoolers over goddamn peanut crackers.

Stop acting like being an ass is activism. You ain’t fightin’ nobody but your own allies.

#Damn tired of this shit #act like adults and treat eachother with respect even when you don’t understand it #we dont got to reinvent what’s already killing us right goddamn now

[triple-u-vvv]

I usually don’t like to get involved in drama, but here’s what I have to say about the whole Crutchie situation:

Did ya’ll forget what it was like to be a teen?

If this man were alive today, he would be the class clown. He’s the kind of person to do outrageous things just to make people laugh. And, also, considering that he was raised on the streets, he’s genuinely a tough nut to crack. What I’ve realized is that there is a difference between the livesies version and the Jrs version regarding him. In the Jrs version, he’s pretty much just like every other ensemble newsie, and even tries to pick a fight with the delancey brothers (which not even the strongest newsie from Manhattan would want to do).

What I’m trying to get at is:

He’s the kind of person to point out Haley’s comet and steal your wallet when you’re not looking

The kind of person to pick fights with people stronger than him (and statistically, probably win)

The kind of person to be musically and lyrically talented, in the way that he can and will ridicule his enemies through song

The kind of person to inconvenience you out of pure spite

The kind of person to make vulgar jokes and comments unprompted

And last but not least, the kind of person to be brave enough to actually insult the delanceys right in front of them.

TLDR: we love characters in newsies simply because they are a-holes, so why not Crutchie too?

#newsies #crutchie morris #musical theatre #let this man have a podcast where the only thing he does is make fun of people #he’d be great at it

[ask-hannah-blog]

The sleep study is turning out to be more interesting than I expected. L.O.A labs is very impressive. They hooked me up to these diodes that let a pair of technicians view my dreams. All while they monitored my brain activity for psychic activity.

So all of this happened under their watchful gaze.

——-

Making her big Debut!

Ms. Honkers!

The crowd went wild!

I was shoved and stumbled out into the middle of an arena. It was half-filled with woooing and excited clowns.

Oh god it was time for our routine! I didn’t even get to practice. I was in nothing but a medical gown. This was so embarrassing!

I shuffle forward and noticed two figures waiting for me in the center ring.

Cassidy

And Gimmick.

He was out of his orange jumpsuit, and was wearing a maroon suit with a top hat. “There she is, isn’t she beautiful folks?”

There was whistling, and hooting for me. “What’s going on?” I asked, trying to cover myself from the prying eyes of the clowns.

The Villian grinned, a wide horrible thing. “We’re here to Celebrate Cassidy here becoming a permanent part of my collection!”

“Yeeeee-Haw! Sure are sugar.” She smiled at me. “Yer my very beth clowny friend! I had to share this moment with ya!”

No way. “I’m not playing around with this.” I turned around and made a run for it, the whole arena started booing. I immediately felt like a shame and failure, the audience was unhappy with me!

“We got a live one!” Cassidy wooped, and laso’d me like a true cow girl. She dragged me back over towards her and before I could do anything plopped that stupid dunce cap back on my head. “There howth that feel?”

“Duuuuuur.” I drool on the ground beneath me.

Cassidy giggled. “She’th a thlow learner, but I reckon she’s be a fine clown one day!”

Gimmick gave Cassidy a spank on the ass, which caused her to fart. “With a teacher like you? I have no doubt. Why don’t you show me what you’ve been working on?”

“Yeth Thir!” Cassidy gave a playful salute and then stood me up on my feet. “Hey, Hannah, ready to show all your friendth the trick I learned you?”

“Hehe um… duuuuh.” My tongue fell out of my mouth, and I just stood there smiling waiting for her to use me.

Which she did.

She placed a few balls in my hand and told me to juggle. I did what she asked and started tossing those balls around like an expert.

The crowd went wild. Their cheers, and woops made me smile and giggle. I was getting wet and horny just by performing for them.

“Taught her ma thelf!” Cassidy beamed, pulling out a large dildo from her cowboy hat. “Now leth thee if we can teach her a new trick!” She gabbed my gown and ripped it off. “Squat Honkers, squat!”

I obeyed like a dog, and bent me knees, barley noticing that a few clowns in the audience were throwing more items at me to juggle. Bowling ball pins, bags of popcorn, a big clown shoe. I added them all to my routine without a sweat.

Cassidy crouched down, and gently inserted her dildo inside of me. It was girthy, enough to fill me up, but longer than what I could take by at least a foot.

“Keep that in ya’ll.” Cassidy instructed, so I clenched down on the intruder to make sure it didn’t go anywhere. “Now dance pretty!”

I giggled and started thrusting my hips, which made the dildo wag back and forth between my legs like the world’s lewdest tail. I was doing an idiot dance for all these clowns and perverts and none of them were enjoying it more than me. I was humiliated, hysterical, and hornier than I’d ever been in my life.

The audience was losing their mind. Clowns around the arena were fucking and masturbating. There were pops of confetti all around the arena as clowns came to my disgusting performance.

Eventually it’s all too much for me, I’m so wet my clenching just pushes the dildo right out. It lands on my feet like a wet turd. Then for no reason at all I step on the dildo, it rolls out from under my foot, and I fall to the ground. Everything thing else falls with me, and everyone is in stitches.

“I’d say you taught her well, my sweet.” Gimmick Grins and kisses Cassidy on the cheek.

She groans from any affection from him. “Aww schucks, itth juth an honor to be able to teath new clownth old trickth!”

He likes that answer, and produces a chair for her to sit on. “It’s time.” She sits down on the little throne, naturally a fart rings out across the arena, can’t miss a chance for a good Whoopie cushion joke. And then I see him pull out a red clown nose from his pocket.

My fall had knocked my dunce cap off, so I could slowly feel my iq rising, and I was lucid enough to know that there would be no going back after she accepted it. “Cassidy no.” I groaned, getting to my knees. “Think of everything he’s taken from you, you have to wake up from this.”

Gimmick tisked at me. “And you were doing so well Hannah, can’t you just be happy for your friend during her big moment? Cassidy?”

She smiled. “Don’t worry, I know what honkers wants.” She bent down and pulled the boot off one of her feet.

Her pale foot was naked, no socks or anything. Just a coat of sweat seperating her sling from the leather. “Remember these?” She asked, wiggling her toes they shone under the big top lights. “You gave them to me, and I wanted to share my big moment with you.” She held her boot out to me. The air around it shimmered. I don’t know if it was heat or… stink. “Come on Hannah, won’t you clown around with me?”

I felt my face pulled into her boot like a magnet. Something in me broke, I don’t know what. I inhaled like it was the last breath I was ever going to get. I felt like all the heat in that boot went into me, I mean I caught on fire. My eyes rolled back, my spine shivered, my skin prickled, my cunt throbbed, I thought I was going to pass out it was so intense. And it STUNK! There was nothing pleasant about it at all, just sweat and leather. It was like how pain can be pleasurable, but with a smell, a rancid awful smell.

“Oooooooooooooh!” I moaned grabbing the boot for myself like it was an oxygen mask.

“Now now.” Cassidy kicked it out of my hands, and put her foot there instead. “It’s better from the source.”

It was all over for me. My nose was between her toes in an instant. I thought I was going to die if I didn’t come with that awful stink in my nose. Is I reached around for that stupid dildo, and pumped it inside of me.

She was earthy, her feet smelled like sweat, dirt, and something sweet like molasses… maybe baked beans. I loved it, it made my eyes water, and my stomach churn but it couldn’t get enough. It was just feet, and I feel like I could put up with anything as long as I was doing it for feet.

They were both satisfied that I was pacified, and they were right. I couldn’t even think of saving Cassidy. If I thought about her going full clown it was only to hope that her feet would get stinker, sweatier, bigger. I was hugging her foot to my face, kissing it more passionately than any boyfriend or lover I’d ever had.

While I was doing this, Cassidy was experiencing her coronation. Gimmick to the clown nose in his hand and gently placed it on Cassidy’s nose. After just a moment it was her nose. She shuddered happily as it honked. Markings appeared on her face a little gold star. I could feet her feet throbbing against my tongue, and I assume the rest of her body was too. Changing throbbing cumming.

Becoming.

It’s all too much for me. I feel like my brain is short circuiting. I’m blacking out, waking back up, blacking out again and it’s all just feet feet feet.

I think I’m coming but I don’t know for sure.

——-

When I wake up I’m in a puddle of my own juice. I feel like I’ve had the best rest of my life. I feel horny, but I don’t touch myself. I remember that I had a team of people watching that whole thing, monitoring my brain, watching my, cum or at least want to come.

I wait for them to come get me, or say something over the speaker, but a few moments pass an there’s nothing.

So eventually I get up, put on my clothes and exit the room. There I see the technicians who were watching me on the floor. They look pale but not sick.

They laughing uncontrollably, idiotically like there’s no thought behind their eyes at all. Their shoes and socks are scattered around the room. Discarded, hanging from monitors, and their legs are wrapped around eachother. They’re sniffing, and licking eachother’s feet, as best they can between the laughter.

And

And

And…

Guys…

I think I have a foot fetish…

#transformation #mind control #ask blog #hypnosis #clowntf #clown girl #clown #feet

[archive-of-the-incident]

They blocked me I think so I can’t @ but imagine telling everyone you gonna spiral over a tumblr fandom (I repeat, a tumblr fandom) community and you never even got hurt or in line of fire or whatever 💀💀💀💀

Ya’ll play too goddamn much. Stop bro .. do you hear yourselves?? If you have the right to act the fool in front of everyone I have the right to laugh and show everyone who sees my page. It’s not like I pulled that out of dms. I didn’t violate no privacy. So don’t act like I’m horrendous or some shit. You guys made the choice to publicly act the ass. This is the same person who tried to frame me as a pedo because they kept hiding their age and never had it in their bio until me and Fawn had to cut them off over the goddamn Jack-o-pose art. They legit said “JARED IM 13 REMEMBER” and “ITS OKAY JUST DONT BE SUS AGAIN” some shit like that. That is madness, no fucking way. Don’t be a clown if you don’t want someone clowning you.

Edit because this is actually important: Mad disrespectful. Downright devious. It’s not funny. If you pull stunts like this person right here, trivializing real mental health issues over an online TUMBLR ARG fandom community??? Shame on you. That is actually fucked up, my trolling and roasting aside. I may be laughing when I fuck these people up but know that at the end of the day, I actually have a message. There’s a point. And this is the one this time. You mfs need to stop this. My humor only goes so far. Trivializing mental health in itself isn’t funny. Do better.

#clownery #get in the car #jared warrenheim #fictive alter #jared warrenheim fictive #happy meat farms #fictive #dftm #did system #hmf jared #jaredwarrenheimfictive #jared hmf #lesss gooooooo

[ryodai89]

Tumblr be confusing as fuck. Like, seriously. Majority of people here practically preach about ’minors dont interact’ and how we have to ‘keep the children safe’ and then write the craziest shit. I’m dumbfounded but it is what it is. Ya’ll scary af but to each their own. 

However, while I’m somewhat happy to see some sane people pointing out the obvious hypocrisy of this place and people, (Simping over a pedo) thats where my line is drawn. I don’t get it, it’s gross, but no one should be ’coming’ for anyone.

People wanna fuck a slasher? I’m here for it. An alien murderous clown that eats people? I’ll sign that slip and ride that train with you. People wanna fuck villains and write whatever and write controversial situations such as murder and rape and what have you I will stand by you no problem. Shipping child characters….. ehhhh depends on the story. Hell I personally don’t mind if teens read this shit because lets get real, we all started here when we were kids so the whole ’minors don’t interact’ just kills me honestly. You write what you wanna write. I got you. I’m even here for ‘some’ of The Black Phone stories that actually make sense given the content and don’t erase the horrors that were that movie… I will defend damn near anything except this weird ’forgetfulness’ that is an obvious trait of the character. And the obvious, which is pedophilia. I think thats just a line that gets waaay too murky for my liking. I think that particular subject is just a no-go. I think it’s hilarious that people get butt hurt when it’s brought up because they don’t want to feel bad or guilty for simping over someone like that. The hypocrisy is hilarious. But anything else other than that I’m here for it. Even if it’s not my cup o’ tea I will defend that shit.

However this is starting to turn into this crazy situation where now everyone is pointing out everything, every single thing, thats controversial. Everyone now is a white knight, as though I’m agreeing that everything should be a ’safe space’ and now its getting ridiculous. That was not the purpose of my previous comments.

I stand by what i said, some of ya’ll just fucked up. Some of ya’ll are absolute hypocrites, I don’t buy the whole ’it helps me cope’ bullshit and it’s both gross and hilarious. And I don’t get it at all. But that does not mean that I’m saying that anything even remotely dark or controversial is wrong. That doesn’t mean that anything and everything you don’t like is wrong. My only comments were on the whole pedo aspect, and people willfully erasing it for their own means, nothing else. I said some of the shit was concerning but never once said anything hateful. It isn’t necessary. I think pedo shit is going way to far when it comes to writing in fandoms. But everything else I think fucking go for it.

I do not understand the fics for the Grabber. Especially the readerxGrabber ones. I just don’t. Not just because the guy is a pedo and this site seems to be very ’but what about the children?!’ but you are taking literally a major aspect of the character and just erasing it like, c’mon ya’ll. I know ya’ll pissed he’s molesting kids. If he’d have JUST been killing them I maybe could have-might have jumped aboard that ship too but ya’ll are crazy to try deny the whole pedo thing. People are literally saying it’s not true. Like trying to tell me that he isn’t one. And I’m both laughing and confused. I atleast respect the people that admit its true but say ’for the sake of the story we won’t mention it’ but to the people that are defending the notion that he really isnt, ya’ll fucking nuts.

I’m a firm believer in if you don’t like something don’t read it. And you’ll never ever see me say or mention anything to anyone or send an ask or comment on someone’s story about how they ’shouldn’t write this or that or thats wrong or whatever’ or ’I don’t like this blah blah blah’. Or that’s ’triggering’ or what have you. I don’t understand people who do that. I also really really don’t understand stories where we change complete aspects of a character to bend to your whim just so we feel okay to write about it. But you do you. 

But pretending, willfully pretending or down right denying that this dude isn’t a pedo is ridiculous. He is. You may not like it but he is. You want to continue writing that shit then embrace it. Nothing necessarily wrong with writing ’certain’ shit but don’t go telling me this horse shit that he isn’t because we don’t see it. He is. And that’s perfectly fine for the basis of the film.

This shit has turned into such a white knight thing that while i completely stand by what i said previously (ya’ll make NO fucking sense writing for a fucking pedophile as though he isn’t one) I almost almost almost regret mentioning anything. Only because now it’s apparently turned into a ’you can’t like anything controversial’ situation and thats just not true at all. It’s turned into an excuse to attack people and that’s also not okay. It IS fiction. It IS gross, it is. Its disgusting. But coming for the writers like, I find the whole situation ridiculous but shitting on someone for writing something you don’t like is also just as ridiculous as some of the content. 

Ya’ll need to chill out. Seriously. Pedo shit is gross. Writing it is gross. Simping over a pedo makes no fucking sense but coming after writers is just as equally gross. It’s not just here it’s everywhere.  I don’t condone any of that shit so for the love of fuck please stop assuming that i do. Or that I’m on ’your side’. I enjoy fucked up shit. I do. Just not that particular kind of fucked up shit. I also enjoy having enough respect for people to not send hateful ass stuff because it makes you mad. Some of ya’ll should try it sometime. Try biting your tongue, you might find a new fetish you’ll enjoy…

#The Black Phone #The Grabber #The GrabberxReader #The GrabberxOC #The Grabber/reader #The Grabber/OC #The Black Phone 2022 #Black Phone #Slasher #The Grabber 2022

[beejnbabes]

I did it anyway, ya’ll. Wacom or no Wacom. It’s been forever since I did art too so I’m a little rusty and I hate hands with a passion again. This is sort of how I imagined them in my head. Sort of. Anyway, here’s Chris showing confidence and acting “cool” and Jenny honestly just trying to keep up with him on it.

Chris was going to have a regular short sleeved T-shirt but I kind of autopiloted while drawing his sleeves and by the time I realized what I’d done, I was just like “oh well, I’ll just make the sleeves like his usual outfit”. I then gave Jenny shorter sleeves but when I looked at her, I thought her outfit could be a little more “clown”, so I gave her striped sleeves, too.

This might seem random but for some reason, there’s a clip that keeps playing in my head from Hotel Transylvania 2 where Drac keeps calling Dennis “Dennisoviche” and when his human grandparents sort of object to it, they tell Drac that his name is Dennis and Drac just responds with “I know but that’s not his vampire name!”. So I got to thinking… Pennywise really hopes these two will be more like him. What better way for him to express that than by calling them “Chrissywise” and “Jennywise”? I could totally see 2017 having a disagreement with Blinky about it, too. She’d be like “Those aren’t their names, Penny. They’re Christopher and Jennifer.” and 2017 Pennywise would totally make some silly face and say in his “Pooh Bear” voice, “But those aren’t their clown names!”. As he’s saying this, he might snuggle tiny little Jennifer. Meanwhile, 1990 is sitting somewhere in the background, holding baby Chris on his lap, snickering and almost-newly-born Chris and Jenny are just looking around in adorable confusion.

You know, I gave the Sims 4 counterparts of Pennywise a “hates children” trait because they eat kids but I’m now thanking God I have downloaded so many pregnancy mods because one of them allows me to assign an extra trait to Sims while in play mode that makes them happy to have kids of their own so like… they’ll be terrible to other kids but if it’s their baby, they’re like “awwww I love you”. My AU is inspired in part by fanart I’ve seen of both film Pennywises existing together and in part by art I’ve seen of Pennywise being a dad to smaller versions of himself/itself. I so badly wanna post the pieces that influenced it most but I probably won’t because I have to search them out first and then crediting the artists isn’t as easy if they don’t post the pieces to tumblr. Oh and one thing I’ve forgotten to say sooner is that I’m considering letting Pennynice into my AU as well but before I do, I’d really appreciate some CC for him so he can join my Sims as well!!!

#it au #IT #Chrissywise and Jennywise #OCs #stephen king #Clown #clowns #clowncore #funny #cute #now I’m beginning to wonder what would happen if they met Pennynice #Sims #Sims 4

[katyspersonal]

I don’t know how else to explain to ya’ll clowns that kindness to the community as a whole starts with the kindness to the individual, and that if you want a change in the society - you gather the courage and the patience to debate THE person you hate, not the one who committed a “terrible crime” of caring for them and willing to go the whole way with them.

#/vent #personal #i am well aware that 'reputation' and 'approval' are merely the values of the material world #that are as futile as 'wealth' and 'power' and will dissolve as soon as my physical death arrives #and only values my immortal soul had obtained will last #but while i am alive? #i will complain. I WILL complain. #and i will help other people to ascend too #you cowards can't think what i think. however i appreciate every single person brave enough to speak in my FACE. #these will be remembered fondly

[gothamxwattpad]

This Is GothamX

Quick note before I post Chapter One Part Two;

While I am nowhere near ahead with my next chapter, I’m confident that as soon as my brain starts doing the brain things I need to write, I’ll have plenty to post. Anyway, here’s the next part of Chapter One: The First Night

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GothamX

Chapter One: The First Night Part Two

Word Count: 2236

Gotham City; a pitch black sea, a void, a black hole. How could anyone want to live here with the chaos, constant crime and the fear. How could anyone want to stay, especially when knowing Gotham’s past and watching the present assemble. 

Only the strong will survive and only true Gothamites will remain when the weak flee. And despite being a pool of murky, obsidian water, sometimes people find peace drifting along with the changing of tides. And Gotham’s tides are definitely changing. Things are changing.

“Home sweet home, ya’ll.” Trey says as he pulls into the parking garage.

After a short walk through the lobby, passing the friendly staff at the desk, we ride the elevator up the nineteenth floor. 

“Mom and dad are going to be so happy to see you!” Brandy says as she skips ahead of us down the brightly lit corridor to the condo door.

“I still think she should’ve given them a heads up that you were going to be with us but it is what it is.” Trey says to me.

Brandy lets out a squeel as we’re met with unfriendly, stern faces and guns at the door. 

“Come on in, kids. We were waiting for you.” One says gesturing for us to come in. 

We’re walked throught the living room and straight into the dinning room where Brandy’s parents were already sitting at the long table. Brandy, without hestitation, goes straight to her mother’s side. Monica Scott, trembling and wet faced. Andre Scott, Brandy’s father, a complete opposite; he sits still as a statue, frowning as he concentraits on the empty glass on the table that holds a slowly melting sphere of ice. Brandy’s parents sit across from each other. Trey had drifted away from me to stand behind Brandy and her mother.I realize that there was another person sitting at the table, a man with long dark but greying hair.

Him.

“Now that the family is here, let’s talk business.” He says, relaxing in the chair, “My assistant has been trying to reach your people everyday this week, Andre, and no one has bothered to respond.I would like to leave a complaint.” His voice is calm and humorous. 

Andre doesn’t speak or move or pull his eyes off the glass on the table. 

“What kind of business are you running here, pal? You have near perfect reviews online.” He says, following with laughter and shaking his head.

Still, Andre Scott doesn’t respond.

I stare at the man sitting in Andre’s usual chair at the head of the table. How comfortable he has made himself, his bare toned arms folded across his chest that’s covered in a thick black bulletproof vest.

I watch Andre’s empty hand ball into a fist and slam the table, making Monica gasp and Brandy jump in surprise, “You think this is a joke, Clown?” He seeths, turning his head to look at the man sitting in his chair.

“You’re the joke!” The Joker snaps back, the air in the room turns frigid with his change in demenor. 

He leans forward, propping his elbows on the table, “Now, the last time we did business, I was guaranteed customer satisfaction or money back. I’m here for my refund!” He hisses at Andre.

“What do you want!” Andre asks through gritted teeth. 

“I want you to be held accountable for you actions!” The Joker snaps back, “I remember staying out of your way and minding my business and yet, the Mob still came after me and my wife!” 

It’s known that the Mob took control of most of Gotham back then. A lot of Gotham’s criminal organizations were wiped out or ran out of Gotham. A lot of death and destruction. The Scott’s barely survived it too.

“When the Mob’s hitman came for me and my family, I did what I had to do to protect them.” Andre replies, “I protected my family! Which is a lot more than what you did for yours!” He adds, raising his voice.

The Joker responds with laughter, smiling as he leans back into the chair, “You traded information to save yourself. But not information on me, he didn’t want me.” He sighs, still smiling.

“He asked about Harley and I gave him what I knew.” Andre reveals.

“YEs, yes you did. HArley was hiding. She was under the protection of someone she trusted, someone she saw as a friend, an ally.” The Joker sighs, “And they betrayed her. You betrayed her.” 

HArley Queen was murdered, everyone knows that. MAny assumed the Joker did it, that he finally snapped and removed her from the playing field. He was even found by the police holding her body in his arms. they just assumed he was guilty and he didn’t deny it. HE fought back against the arrest but he was sedated and taken to Arkham Asylum. HE remained locked up for months afterwards. Some even said he seemed the most sane he’s ever been. His followers busted him out after nearly a year and he vanished until tonight’s bank robbery. 

“You know what he did to my HArley?” The Joker asks him.

“He killed her.” Andre answers without a hesitation. 

“Shot her in the chest. Twice. She bled out.” The Joker tells him, pointing to two spots on his own chest, “The baby? Andre, what happened to the baby?” 

“I asked him not to harm the baby.” Andre says, his eyes meet mine.

The guilt in his dark brown eyes was suffocating. But not as suffocating as the sudden realization of it all. 

“Don’t fucking look at her!” The Joker yells at him, “Do not fucking look at her!” He repeats in a slightly lower volume, “Especially when that baby is now standing in your home being used like a scarecrow.”

“Harley Quinn was my mother?” I managed to get out past the shock of everything. 

“Aurora, listen-“ Andre stutters to me, but he’s cut off again by a banging on the table from the fist of the Joker.

“No! Don’t even bother to explain your lies to her!” He howls at Andre, “You are why she is motherless!” He stands up from the table, knocking the chair over in the process. 

“What was I supposed to do? He threatened to kill my family!” Andre yells back at him, he too stands.

“Do what you’re good at and lie.” The Joker answers, “Harley would’ve done it for you.”

“You’re one to speak!” Andre snaps back.

“Am I? Name one time I’ve told a lie.” The Joker sighs, a smile creeps across his face, he stares across the table at Monica, Brandy and Trey, “Mrs. Scott, tell me I’m lying when I say that boy behind you isn’t your nephew.” 

Monica releases a gasp and looks away.

“See, Andre? I don’t lie.” He says before turning and walking away, towards me and the doorway I still stand in.

He doesn’t stop or acknowledge me as he passes. His crew follows him to the door and out and the room is left in heavy silence. 

“Damnit!” Andre yells, the glass he had on the table goes flying at the wall, breaking and spilling the watery contents on the floor feet away from me.

“Andre!” Monica yells at him, “Not in front of the kids!” 

“I’m sorry.” He sighs, he looks defeated, “I don’t know the bastard got in the building and into our home so easily.” He says, walking over to pick up his chair.

“What was he talking about, mom?” Brandy asks, as we watch the adults in the room clean the mess that was left behind. 

“Yeah, what was that clown talking about?” Trey butts in with the lack of response from either one of the adults. 

“Which part? The part where my mother was murdered or the part where he said that Trey isn’t Brandy’s cousin.” I also speak up growing angry.

Monica and Andre both stop and stare at me, which was more than Brandy and Trey had gotten with their questions. I felt bad for them, this feels like a family issue that needs to be discussed among them but I want an explanation as well.

“Aurora,-“ Andre begins but is interrupted by Monica.

“Let’s not do this right now. Let’s wait until morning after we’ve all calmed down.” She sighs, her eyes drifting around the room, looking for something, anything else to focus on.

“No, Monica, she needs to know.” Andre replies, his brown eyes make contact with mine.

I’ve heard people say that eyes are windows to the soul but I’ve also heard that cliches are not for serious conversations.

“Aurora, you are one of the lucky ones.” Andre says, turning away from me as Monica coaxes Brandy and Trey off to their rooms.

I watch him. He drifts over to his glass and metal mini bar, as I’ve watched him do many times. I don’t know what the hell he means by what he said, but I definitely do not feel like one of the lucky ones. I feel like one of the kids from A Series of Unfortunate Events.

Andre Scott fixes himself a fresh drink with dark liquor and a spherical ice ball and returns to the table to his usual seat where the Joker- my father?- was sitting. His mood is different now. More like the man I’ve seen him be on the streets with his crew, the man he isn’t when he comes home to his family.

“You are one of the lucky ones.” He repeats, “Back then, the Mob was taking out whole families. They did not stop at women and children.” He says.

I find myself in the doorway of the dinning room, again, listening to a man tell me what I am in comparison to others.

“Your mother wanted better for you. Harley was planning on leaving Gotham, with you, but the Joker was holding her back.” He tells me, “She did come to me, she needed help to hide from him, the Joker.” He sighs.

“Why?” I ask.

“The woman Harley was before she had you was a different person than who she was at that point when she came looking for help.” He answers, “She changed. You made her better.” 

“But that doesn’t tell me why?” I press on, because it doesn’t tell me anything. 

Andre Scott isn’t going to tell me anything.

“Aurora, the Joker is a basket case. The history she had with him is complex. He was not good to her.” He sighs, “She didn’t tell me why, she just needed a place to go where he couldn’t touch her.”

“Why did you tell the hitman where she was?” I ask next, knowing that he isn’t going to give me a straight answer, again.

“Because.” He sighs, looking me in the eyes, “She would’ve done it too. She would’ve done anything to protect you.”

He’s lying. If having me made her a better person, she wouldn’t sell someone out and put innocent people at risk.

“You know, I don’t think I can stay here tonight.” I sigh, even surprising myself with saying it aloud. 

The Joker said Andre Scott lies. The Joker also said that he doesn’t lie. And then he dropped a bombshell of personal family information and Monica Scott didn’t even try to deny. Perhaps the person I should be questioning is the man who isn’t in this room and home. 

“Aurora, you’re leaving?” Monica asks, walking into the room from behind me.

“I think it would be best. It’s not like I’m going to be getting any sleep.” I answer her honestly, which is more than either of them have been with me tonight.

“Aurora, it’s not safe out there for you.” She says with pleading eyes.

“It’s okay, Monica, she can take care of herself out there.” Andre sighs to his wife.

“Did they know? Trey and Brandy? About me?” I ask them, expecting another lie.

“No.” Andre answers.

“I told Brandy after her sixteenth birthday.” Monica sighs.

Andre looks at her surprised by the revelation. Things in the room feel tense again, a good sign that it’s time to go. Or past time to go. 

“Aurora, wait!” Andre calls out to me as I reach their door.

“That Clown will only make things in Gotham worse. It won’t be safe out there on the streets for much longer. Stay or go, that’s your choice but don’t think that you can’t return here if you need to. We will keep you safe.” He says.

Keep me safe? He ratted on HArley Quinn to a man who killed her. What’s to stop him from doing the same to me?

“Goodnight.” Is all I say before I step out into the corridor.

I slide down into the cool floor of the elevator as soon as the doors close. I’m not going to lie, I feel like the walls are closing in on me. The air around me; concrete. No matter how hard I inhale, I cannot catch my breath. A weight sits on my back and shoulders. It’s standing still while the world spins. It’s screaming for help but in mute while having a liquid but lumpy mound stuck in my throat.

Out of the elevator, through the lobby that is now dimmed for the night and out the revolving door into the steady rain that falls. Breathable air.

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