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inklessletter · 1 year
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I really didn't have the intention of making this a trust the process, but I am terrible at not giving sneak peaks asdfasdf
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strniohoeee · 4 months
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Please? For me
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REQUEST: chris and nick catching matt and reader doing it and confronting them. they used to hate eachother but one night they finally figure out that they like eachother but they get caught
Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader
Synopsis: Why was y/n in Matt’s room entertaining him if she hated him so much? The world may never know…
Warning⚠️: SMUTTT, toxic ish?? Idek tbh. I hate this so proceed with caution 😔
Song for imagine: You Know I’m No Good- Any Winehouse
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble
You know that I’m no good
If there’s a God out there please turn a blind eye to this. This seems like a poor judgment of character, but I have my reasons. We all fall to sin sometimes….don't we??
“Hellooooo bitchessss” I yell as I close the front door and walk up the stairs
“Why are you screaming?” Matt asks me coming out of his room with his headphones slung around his neck and his controller in his hand
“I wasn’t screaming just making my presence known” I said trotting into the kitchen area
“Trust me we know when you’re here” he said offering me a sarcastic smile
“Jerk…anyways I’m not here for you I’m here for your brothers” I said rolling my eyes at him
“They’re not home” he said in a duh tone
“Not home? They told me to come over” I said looking down at my phone and seeing no messages from Nick or Chris
“Well they decided to step out for a moment don’t know what to tell you” he said turning on his heels
“Thanks crabby pants” I said huffing at him
“Anytime connect 4” he said with malice on his tongue as he shut his door behind him
Flashback
Looking in the mirror as I pressed more powder onto my face.
“God damnit!” I shout throwing the powder and brush down
Rushing over to my bathroom and turning the light on, stomping over to the mirror and looking in the mirror. My face dropped in horror at the sight.
Four huge pimples on either side of my face just days before my 17th birthday. I was throwing a party and I invited pretty much the whole school and this one guy I had a crush on.
I could not make a move on him with these mountains on my face. I vigorously scrubbed the makeup off my face and went to school….red, in pain and embarrassed
Flashback Over
“What the fuck did you just call me?” I say walking to his door and barging in
“Woah! Knock” he says ripping the headset off
“What the hell did you just call me asshole” I said louder as I shoved his shoulder
“Relax it wasn’t that serious” he said shoving my hand away
Flashback
I stared in my bathroom mirror as my party went on. The huge pimples so painful and red I couldn’t even touch it, so even attempting to cover them was out of the question
Already getting weird looks and my crush sitting in my room made me a bit more nauseous. I tried my best to put on a strong suit and walk out. Smoothing out my pants as I inhaled and walked to my bedroom.
“Hey Stevie” I said strolling into my room
“Y/N! Hey! Oh and happy birthday” he said looking at me
“Thank you” I said smiling at him at him before sitting down next to him
“Awesome party by the way” he said awkwardly laughing
“Uhh thanks” I said too getting awkward
He went to open his mouth but my door busted open, to a very giggly Matt walking in.
“WOAHH my bad” he said before realizing it was me
“Matt get out” I said glaring him down
“Did I interrupt something?” He asked growing a smirk
“Get the fuck out” I said rolling my eyes
“Stevie? You and Y/N?” He said furrowing his brows and pointing between the both of us
“Oh nah man” he said laughing a bit
To enraged and embarrassed to even realize what Stevie had just said.
“Matt I said GET OUT” I blared out
“Not a problem and don’t think Stevie’s going to actually like you back I mean not when he can play connect 4 on your face” Matt said bluntly
My face dropped and my heart fell to my stomach. Anger and pain lurking inside me.
Stevie laughed before getting up, looking over his shoulder at me and giving a quick nod of his head and then walking out as he patted Matt on the shoulder.
“You’re such a dick” I said with a lump in my throat
“You’re not so innocent yourself sweetheart” he replied
“Is that all you do? Huh? Walk around ruining everything around you?” I said as tears ran down my face
“Get a grip would you…the world doesn’t revolve around Y/N” he said before slamming my door shut.
That was the last time I ever talked to Matt. My hatred grew for him as each day passed. Connect 4 became my new nickname for the last two years of high school.
Flashback Over
“Relax? Matt you ruined my life by calling me that” I said blinking at him
“Ruined your life? Please give me a break the world doesn’t stop just because you got your feelings hurt 4 years ago” he said throwing his controller down on his desk
“It may not seem like it to you, but you ruined my only chance with that one guy I liked a lot. That is why I hate you” I said crossing my arms over my chest
“You know why I hate you? Because you acted so untouchable throughout middle school and high school. Sweating you were all that and someone had to humble you and unfortunately for you that someone was me” he said shrugging his shoulders
“You taint everything around you, do you know that? You act all high and mighty like you’re untouchable now and guess it’s time for someone to humble you, and that someone will be me” I said with a straight face
“Is that so?” He said standing up and mocking my stance
“Yes it is” I said staring into his eyes
“I hate you” he said spitting his words like venom
“The feelings mutual pal” I said rolling my eyes
“God you’re such a bitch” he replied back
“Is that all you have? I’m a bitch, I’m stuck up, you hate me blah blah blah it’s always the same shit with you” I said motioning with my hands
“Shut up” he said shoving me back
“Don’t put your hands on” I said pushing him back
“Or what? Gonna cry and hate me some more?” He said taunting as he poked me
“I could punch you in the face right now” I said as my nostrils flared
“So then do it. One shot” he said tapping the side of his face
“What a fucking idiot” I said staring at him
“Come on hit me” he said pushing me
“Stop it” I said brushing his hands off
“No no you hate me so much then hit me” he replied pushing me some more
“I fucking said stop” I replied pushing him
I turned around to walk out when Matt grabbed my arm. Without thinking I turned and smacked him. Immediately regretting my choices
His eyes widened and he pushed me up against the wall
“God if I didn’t hate you so much I’d actually really think you’re pretty” he said breathing heavily
“Yeah and if you weren’t such a dick I’d actually think you’re hot” I said rolling my eyes at him
“Fuck I hate you” he said gritting his teeth together
“Do you hate me or do you hate the fact that I never picked you….did you hate that I always found someone better? Hmm?” I replied taunting him
“You wish” he spat back
“I know how you really feel that hatred is called jealousy” I said laughing at him
Matt’s eye twitched a bit as his breathing became heavy. His eyes darted from my lips back to my eyes when suddenly his lips crashed to mine.
Immediately the kiss became hungry….so sloppy and hot nothing but teeth and tongue. Fuck he was such a good kisser I hated this
Finally I shoved him off of me, breathing heavy as I stared him down
“What the fuck” I said wiping my mouth like I didn’t just enjoy what went on
“Does that answer your question?” He said his eyes dark and half lidded
“Fuck you” I spat at him
“I’m planning on it” he said with an evil smirk
Immediately I rushed over to him crashing our lips together again causing him to fall into his chair and I leaned down with him. Keeping our lips connected as his hands came up to caress my face.
Pulling away I looked down at Matt as I removed my sweater leaning back down to pepper kisses from his jawline down to his neck.
“Gonna suck my cock? Use that big mouth of yours for something good?” He asked as he looked down at me
“Why should I?” I said sinking down to my knees
“Please? For me” he said biting his lip as his breathing began to quicken
No matter how much I hated him or thought I hated him I could not deny the burning desire I currently had for this man. My body ached for him…it craved him and I needed to satisfy that hunger.
Removing my shirt as Matt did the same, our eyes locking the whole time.
I stuck my hands in the waistband of his pants sliding them down as he lifted his hips to help me out. His erection slapping his lower stomach as my thighs clenched.
“I guess you act the way you do since your dick is huge” I said looking up at him
“Shut up” he said offering a breathless laugh
I rolled my eyes at him before grabbing his dick. Swirling my tongue around the tip before sinking my head down.
His lower abdomen was tightening as his lower lip went in between his teeth. His right hand came to my scalp and grabbed at the roots.
“Fuck” he mummbled out, hissing as I came back up to the tip sucking on it gently
“Holy fucking baby” he moaned out throwing his head back
Bobbing my head up and down while my hand worked on what couldn’t fit into my mouth. Slurping and hollowing out my cheeks like there was no tomorrow
“Please please get up” he said moaning loudly
“I have to fuck you” he said before pulling me off of him
I stood before him, a man whom I hated yet I was undressing for him??
I slid my pants off before straddling his lap, the creak of his gaming chair scaring me a bit, but nonetheless continuing.
Matt removed my bra for me before attaching his lips to my left breast. Looking up at me through his lashes as I looked down. My lower lip in between my teeth and my hips mindlessly rocked against him
“Fuck Matt” I moaned out running my hands through his hair as he moved to my other breast
Kissing from my collar bones, to my breast and to the valley of my breast.
“When’s you get this tattoo” he asked me referring to the dagger in between my breasts
“About a year ago” I said as his hands massaged my breasts
“I like it wish you showed me when you got it” he said winking at me
“You pervert” I replied laughing
He smiled at me before connecting our lips together. Moving his hands to my ass massaging the skin before helping me grind down against him.
“Matt I need you now” I replied moaning at the feeling
Matt helped me up a bit by pushing my underwear to the side and lining himself up. Slowly helping me sink down on him.
Our mouths dropped at the feeling as I began to grind against him.
“I know this may seem like the wrong time to say this, but I never hated you. I hated that you never liked me” he said hissing as I began to slowly bounce on him
“You never gave me a chance to like you” I replied in a half moan
“I knew you’d never go for a guy like me that why I sabotaged you and Stevie” he replied kissing my shoulder
“I never went for you after that because I thought you were a douche, and you were” I said back
“I’m sorry about it” he said looking up at me
“It’s okay what’s done is done and look if I didn’t like you I wouldn’t be riding your dick right now, now would I?” I said biting my bottom lip and I began to grind down on him
“Fuck” he replied shutting his eyes before nodding his head
Matt helped me bounce up and down on his dick, breathy moans escaping our lips as the chair below us creaked.
Nicks POV
“Chris would you shut the door like you’re not even helping with bags” I say getting frustrated with my brother
“SORRY” he said laughing as he shut the door
We walked up the stairs and placed the bags on the living room floor.
“Where’s Y/N?” Chris asked
“Uhhh is she here?” I asked looking up from digging through one of my bags
“Yeah her purse is on the table” Chris said nodding at me
“Oh my god do you think she and Matt are actually getting along?” I asked Chris
“LETS GO SEE” he said getting excited
“Let me grab her gift I got her” I replied as I dug through the target back and pulled out the pillow I got her
We walked over to Matt’s room
I was bouncing on Matt’s dick as we held eye contact and our jaws slack as we began to get close to our orgasm.
“Fuck baby” I moaned out my hands grabbed at the back of his head
“I’m so cl-
Suddenly the door busted open
“OH MY GOD” Chris yelled
Matt and I stopped looking over at the bedroom door in utter shock
“Holy fuck there’s no way” Chris said frozen in shock
“SORRY” Nick yelled before slamming the door shut
Matt and I looked at each other in shock and embarrassment. The moment was totally ruined. We groaned and got up redressing ourselves before having to do the walk of shame.
We stepped out of Matt’s room and into the living room.
“I’m sorry guys” I said looking at Nick and Chris
“I’m actually scarred for life….my brother fucking my best friend and sworn nemesis” Nick said covering his eyes
“It’s not like that” Matt and I both said
“What’s it like then” Chris said laughing
“Well umm you see we talked it out and then one thing led to the next and then you guys showed up” Matt replied
“I mean I’m so happy you guys don’t hate each other, but I don’t know maybe next time lock the door, or don’t do that?” Nick said
“We’re sorry” I replied to Nick
“No it’s okay I’m just I’m just scarred is all…. I’m going to uhhh go sit in my room and attempt to burn this moment out of my brain” Nick said shuffling up the stairs
“I mean hey good for yall, so uhh I’ll leave you guys alone now and uhh I’ll call if I need you” Chris said awkwardly nodding at us before going down to his room
Matt and I turned to each other laughing about what just took place before heading back to his room. Where things eventually took place….
The End
I hopeee you guys liked this one. I hated it, not shocked. My writing is such ass lately but I’m trying to work on that 😭😭. Love yall and WERE AT 1,820 FOLLOWERS LIKE WHATTTTT🥹🖤🖤
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pumpk1n-writes · 1 year
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Tell Me About The Dark Places You Hide ~ Part Four
➥ in which the reader figures out that their best friends are the infamous Woodsboro Killers and decides to help them rather than turn them in. {ft. Mentions of murder; language; stalking; smut (in this chapter); whiny Billy; knife play (ish); bondage; hand job; use of darling, princess, babe, baby boy; aftercare}
Part Three; Part Five || Word Count ~ 1.1k {finally broke 1k!! Hopefully I’ll be able to keep up with the rest of the parts!!}
Taglist ~ @wasawattpadkid @itzlovelyautumn @katie-tibo
The media you consume is your own responsibility and I will not be held accountable for your choices. I’m not going to block minors from this account, but proceed with caution anyway.
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The mask lay discarded somewhere behind you. You’d tied Billy onto the dining room chair and both his and your knives were set carefully on the counter next to you. Your shorts kept riding up your thighs and your cropped shirt showed just enough tantalizing skin to make Billy wonder why the plan was to kill you rather than try and seduce you.
“What are you doing, Princess?” Billy asked. He thought he did a good job hiding the quiver in his voice until you laughed and patted his arm.
“There’ll be no more of that, babe. At least not until you know me better,” you winked at him. “As for what I’m doing to you, it’s all up to you. If you cooperate, it’ll be better for both of us. I won’t have to gut you and stab me and I won’t have to pull a frightened little girl act out of my ass for the cops to believe me.”
“And if I do cooperate?” Billy shifted his thighs uncomfortably, ashamed of the growing hardness there. He never knew he was apparently into bondage and knife play but if this is what it took to figure it out, hopefully it plays out the way he was currently picturing.
Your gaze shifted downwards and Billy realized that his uncomfortable movements hadn’t gone unnoticed. Your eyes shot back up to meet his, but he saw no shame, instead they were filled with the mischievous look he saw in Stu night after night. “Well that depends entirely on you, Loomis. What would you like me to do?”
Billy didn’t say anything, only staring into the depths of your eyes and hoping you didn’t make him beg.
“What do you desire me do to you, Billy?” You said his name with a strange mixture of contempt and arousal, and it only served to turn him on even more. “Use your words, baby boy.”
Billy barely trusted himself to speak without sounding desperate, but if that’s what it took for you to finally fucking touch him. “Please, princess, touch me,” he breathed, voice low and raw.
“Oh, Billy, Billy, Billy, you don’t get to make demands right now,” you laughed, dancing around, his knife in your hand. You reminded him heavily of someone who belonged in an asylum, with the way you handled the knife and the insane laughter that escaped so freely out of you. Add that to how different you seemed in front of others, and you had a combustible formula that was sure to go down in flames.
“What do you want?” Billy managed to bite out. He was so hard it neared the threshold of pain now, and your repeated action of dragging the knife over his cheekbone wasn’t helping.
“I want in,” you said it so matter-of-factly that it took a moment for your words to fight through the haze of arousal clouding his mind. “Whatever you and Stu are planning, I think it needs a lady’s touch, and I want in.”
Billy nodded, dropping his head and breathing heavily. “Yeah. Yes! Fuck, whatever you want, please.”
“Excellent!” You clapped your hands. “Now I’d say you’ve been particularly cooperative, and you seem so needy sitting there, I’d be evil not to do anything about it!”
Billy nodded along, not really paying attention to what he was agreeing to but just hoping you’d start doing something soon.
Slowly, ever so slowly, you removed his Ghostface cloak and slid his pants down to his boots. His fully erect cock sprang out against his toned stomach and the tip was angry and red. Billy hissed as he made contact with the cold air, his head hanging backwards, leaving his neck exposed.
He startled as you dragged the knife over the veins in his throat, whimpering as your fingers trailed a featherlight, barely-there path down his chest. As soon as your fingertips brushed the tip of his cock, he jerked his hips up into you hand, moaning embarrassingly loud.
“Oh, my darling baby boy,” you smirked, leaning in to bite his earlobe. “So sensitive.”
And that was the last warning he got before your hand was fully wrapped around his cock, thumb periodically swiping over the tip. Billy’s hands strained against the ropes. He wanted to grip your waist, longed to feel your hair under his fingers, shower you with the same pleasure you were giving him. He whimpered against your shoulder, leaning in to bite the base of your neck.
“Let me touch you, princess, please,” Billy whined. “Let me make you feel good.”
Your lips ghosted over his. “Not today, baby boy. Tonight it’s your turn.”
In an act of boldness, Billy captured your lips with his own, drawing you in for a desperate kiss. He bit your bottom lip, exploring your mouth. Until the pace you’d set with your hand increased and he groaned, his head dropping back and mouth falling open.
“Let it go, darling. Let it go.”
That was all the encouragement Billy needed to come undone in your hand. He moaned and whined as you stroked him through it, waves of pleasure wracking through his body.
Billy opened his eyes after a few minutes to see you carefully and tenderly washing him off with a damp towel, having untied him already. He realized he was laying down in the couch and wondered if he’d passed out. Shortly after that thought had shot through his mind his cheeks reddened in embarrassment as he realized he’d come so hard in your hand he had blacked out.
“Can you stand?” You asked, helping him sit up. He waved your helpful arm away, despite his gratitude. He wasn’t used to being taken care of after sex, and he had to admit, letting go of control and letting you take the lead had led him to the biggest orgasm of his entire life.
He stood up without an issue, and quickly gathered his clothes, getting dressed without a word. You saw the look on his face and didn’t attempt to start a conversation, instead sitting in the couch where he’d been and watching him leave.
School tomorrow would be awkward.
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charliemwrites · 6 months
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Oh my god weighted blanket keepers 😔😔 pressure stimming my beloved!
Keeper Simon coming home after a mission and feral being like "perfect, you're not injured or pissed off, I need to be crushed like right now" and spreading out on Simon's bed and waiting for him to absolutely SMOOSH them.
Shy thing would probably not directly ask but maybe like wiggle their way under Johnny. Worming their way under him on the couch while they're watching movies. He's just so warm and built like a bus, perfect for pressure stimming.
I think with Price and his pet, they'd be a little more antsy than normal. Fidgeting and bouncing their leg and Price is just like 🤨🤨 what is going on rn? And eventually they figure out what Obedient needs and lies them out and carefully lies on top of em. They're just like no no, full weight.
I think it'd be really comforting for all of them. Their pets trust them enough to crush them like this? And then the pet is calm, happy, knows they're safe.
I love pressure stimming, need me a like 200 ish pound beefy ass man to smother me. -🐧
Oh, 🐧, you are spot on!!
Feral calls it “pancake time” and proceeds to gnaw on him the whole time. Can absolutely fall asleep like that, but mostly just wants to vibe and watch a movie. I can also see her playing with his hair and putting him to sleep on her like that. More pressure when he goes dead weight!
Johnny worries about crushing her when he wakes up with Shy Thing nearly smothered under him. But when he tries to move, she grabs onto his shirt and tugs, whining quietly.
Good Girl likes it best when he’s shirtless or in one of those really soft sweaters. Likes the warmth and scent of him all over. Settles in and behaves extra well for him after a squish session
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hawkflame999 · 5 months
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Ninjago headcanon #1-5
#1:
AU where the three descendants of FSM actually inherit Dragon-Oni features
Garmadon, Wu, and Lloyd being part oni, CAN shapeshift and usually use this to hide their true forms, instead shifting to their human ones, unless it's only friends and family around. (or if the circumstances demand it)
Garmadon’s “true form” looks like how he usually does, except he has huge gold dragon wings coming out from his back shoulder area, ringed with black because of his oni blood, that he actually can fly with. He has a gold tail similar to a Night Fury's, with the tailfins being black. He also has black oni horns with a swirl of gold and dark gold dragon ears. His eyes are purple both because of his element and his Oni blood and they glow when he allows them to. His teeth are sharp, too. His hands are clawish (Like his hands look normal but they have all the claw abilities and all). He has some gold-tipped black spikes like a night fury’s coming out of his back.
When Garmadon was in that form where he had the red eyes and all, his wings, tails, spikes, horns, and such were all black.
Wu’s “true form”  looks like how he usually does, except he has huge gold dragon wings coming out from his back shoulder area, that he actually can fly with. He has a gold tail similar to a Night Fury's with the tailfins being gold. He also has white-gold slanted-back dragon horns, with a swirl of black because of his oni blood, and dark gold dragon ears. His eyes are golden both because of his element and his Dragon blood and will glow if he allows it. His teeth are sharp, and his hands are claw-ish (Like his hands look normal but they have all the claw abilities and all) and he also has some gold-tipped black spikes like a Night Fury’s coming out of his back. 
Lloyd didn’t even realize he was shapeshifted during the years at Darkly’s Boarding school. When he began staying with the ninja, his uncle explained about being Dragoni (dragon-oni-sometimes- part-human hybrid) and taught him how to return to his true form and shapeshift, and how to fly. Lloyd didn’t need to learn Dragoni-tongue, he already knew it instinctively. 
Lloyd’s “true form” looks like how he usually does, except he has gold dragon wings, coming out from his back-and-shoulder area, ringed with green, that he actually can fly with. Like his uncle, He has a gold tail similar to a night fury's, with the tailfins being gold but with green at the tips except for the very tips of the fins being gold again. He also has gold horns, with a swirl of black because of his oni blood, with more black than his uncle but less than his father, slanted back like a dragon’s but not as much as his uncle, and dark gold dragon ears. His teeth are sharp, his hands are claw-ish (Like his hands look normal but they have all the claw abilities and all) and he also has some green-tipped gold spikes like Night Fury’s coming out of his back. His green eyes glow when he allows them to. The green-and-gold scales were able to glow after the Final Battle, except for his eyes, which were able to glow from the start.
#2:
AU where Morro gets turned back into a human in DotD and proceeds to take over as the oldest sibling for the rest of the series. (after the others begin to trust him of course)
“Jay Gordon Walker are you even trying to not have that thing explode!?!?”
“Kai Smith, how many times will I tell you to stop setting your room on fire.”
“All I’m asking for is one freaking patrol where you don’t say a word you shouldn’t even know, Nya.”
“Lloyd Montgomery Garmadon Spinjitzu. For the last time, Why were you up at  3:00 AM.”
“Zane you’re fine. You have common sense.”
“COLE HOW DID YOU GET ON THE ROOF-”
#3:
The ninjas’ eyes’ reflect their elements. And when the ninja unlock their true potential, their control over their eyes comes. 
Zane’s are ice blue, Jay’s are electric blue, Cole’s eyes are dark brown, almost black though sometimes the same yellow-orange that came when he went Spinjitzu Burst, while Kai’s are fire-colored. Nya’s are teal but a bit greener, as in sea colored. Lloyd’s are green. Morro’s were gray. Wu’s are gold both because of his element and his Dragon blood. and Garmadon’s are purple, both because of his element and his Oni blood. Their eyes will glow if they allow them to.
They can reverse the effect and make their eyes dark, the way most people’s eyes are- but they mostly do it in public so it’s harder for their identities to be found out.  
The shade of the color depends on their emotional state. When they are sad or talking about a “You don’t want to know” subject, or such, the shade of color in their eyes will get darker. If they’re in a good mood, they’ll get brighter. Sometimes it’s the opposite. (Cole’s turn light orange sometimes- he loves creeping his father out that way) 
#4:
When Lloyd was little and still at Darkly’s, one of the older kids, Tatheron, trapped him in an unused room. There they beat him up and hurt him seriously with a needle. As a result, Lloyd has trypanophobia- extreme fear of needles. 
The other ninja found out about it sometime when he was still a kid, when he got a gash on his arm. Wu said it needed to be stitched and Lloyd proceeded to panic, even ran off in fear. After being forced to catch him and bring him back to the Bounty, Lloyd tearfully confessed what happened  to the ninja after his Uncle Wu calmed him down, and the ninja + Wu ended up waiting till he fell asleep to do the stitches.
After that, Tatheron may or may not have come home one day with a broken nose. 
#5: 
At first Lloyd was terrified of the ninja, and they didn’t realize this at first. They only knew that they’d barely see him while on the Bounty. 
Then one day they found him hiding inside a big vase and realized that for some reason he hid from everyone in general 24-7. 
They found out that the kid’s at Darkly’s were hurt for even little stuff like being slow to answer. And that Lloyd had grown up thinking that everyone would hurt him. And that it was gonna take a while to gain his trust.
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sixosix · 5 months
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HAIIIIIIIIII!!! how r u bookie bearrrr! i just finished rereading thawed andddd i have some reader(my reader) headcanons to give u<33
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1) reader w an eyepatch!! yknow, from ch 2 where she sneaked on a mission and got burnt,,, it could be a scar under there or maybe she cant see in that eye but idk yet
2) her rat tail-ish hair!! i hc that when she was young, she really idolized arlecchino and growed her hair so they could match... and so heres the juicy part. lyney notices that when they spar, reader's hair kind of gets in the way bc its only kept by one singular hair tie. but she still slays tho so it wasnt really a problem but lyney is a simp so he begged lynette to teach him how to braid (i hc lynette does his braids) so that he can braid reader's hair. and after like weeks of him offering her to braid her hair, she finally lets him. after that, lyney would always braid her hair when he sees it bothering her orrr she sometimes(like, maybe 3 times) approaches him first to do her hair (bro was over the moon trust me)
that why it is now her default hairstyle(maybe its for closure,,,)
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3)her vision is as close to her as possible bc its the only thing that gives her worth,,,
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4) columbina. thats it, thats the tweet.
5) i forgor to draw it but i also hc that she wears gloves when she goes out bc some of those scars dont look like it comes from plants,,,
her design isnt actually final bc im still unsatisfied, like, stuff is not blending in yk like ah basta ganon WHAHAHSGJAH the first pic might look ike shit bc my tablet is not resonating w me so apologies..
i will now proceed to, once again, reread thawed bc it has become my daily therapy<3
have a nice day!!
OH MY GOSH AKAGI I WAS SO EXCITED WHEN I SAW U IN MY INBOX LIK.E. omfg. AND U NEVER FAIL TO HAVE ME IN AWE. your concept of thawed!reader is SO so genius--you get her so well its like we exchanged waves while thawed was in the works.
THE EYEPATCH. i love that. I LOVE THAT. I LOVE THAT. i know u said u reread it but im actually so happy u take those scenes into mind
THE RAT TAIL HAIR. Hello. ure insane. ure a genius. youre fuckedup for that btw im hurt thats so sad and so cute. AND LYNEY LEARNING HOWTO BRAID FOR HER? bye. Im dead and gone.
the vision hc :( the worth line :( AHHHHHHHHHH How do u do it. its like u wrote thawed… AND COLUMBINA? absolutely yes. Thats canon. I, STILL NOT OVER THE RAT TAIL HAIRSTYL
tbh i keep tge readers appearance vague for the sake of staying true to its concept as a 'reader' fanfic but your hcs are so good that i feel the need to incorporate it in my series so bad. the need is so strong,,,, akagi what are u doing to me.... stop being so good.... YOUR READER IS CLAWING AT ME
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jeromevalecka · 1 year
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୨୧ jerome valeska , sfw n nsfw headcanons
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words : 758
warnings : nsfw part , extreme-ish kinks, sort of toxic relationship (idk help)
notes : reader is gn, but is afab. don't take these hcs too serious, idk if they're all that accurate. also I apologize if my writing is fucked, english ain't my first language lol anyways enjoy!
SFW :
- absolutely loves making you laugh, your laughter is like music to his ears.
- he calls you love, darling or doll(y)
- he is so touch starved and will be attached to your hip at all times, like a big koala lol.
- his music taste is very fluid , though he's mostly into alternative music and likes slipknot.
- he loves smelling your scent (not in a weird way-) it just calms him down a lot.
- he absolutely loves tracing his fingers over your soft skin, will also pepper it with kisses whenever he gets the chance to.
- he loves cuddling, whether he's the big spoon or little spoon. sometimes Jerome wants to be held tightly too.
- he loves horror movies, but only watches them when you're around or someone else. he's afraid of them when he's alone (funny coming from a serial killer lol/j)
- he's very possesive and gets jealous easily. will not let you have any male friends and only let's you have friends if he knows they can be trusted. if someone harasses you or tries to make a move on you they wished they'd have never done so, Jerome will hunt them down.
- besides being possesive he's also very obsessive, can and will not be away from you for one second, this guy gets seriously sad if you have to go to the bathroom ( he probably waits outside the door).
- he also will get you anything you'd want, an expensive necklace? he gets it robbed in an instant. he loves seeing you happy and would do anything to keep you happy.
- he sometimes speaks in his sleep, it's often just nonsense but he does have nightmares too. in which he's always happy to have you next to him in bed, to comfort him.
- he also loves hugging you from behind, pulling you against him close as he nuzzles his head against your head, shoulder or back (depends on y/ns height)
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- he's definitely rough in bed (will possibly break the bed lol) , but if you request it to be more gentle and slow he would love that too.
- he's absolutely amazing at giving you head, his tongue making all sorts of movements on your clit. loves overstimulating you as well when giving head.
- some of his kinks are : choking, spit kink, wax play, knife play, inflicting pain (moderately and with consent ofc), choking, public sex, biting, breeding, dacraphilia etc.
- he loves receiving head just as much as he loves giving head, if you give him a blowjob be prepared to gasp for air afterwards, he loves throatfucking.
- his balls r also very sensitive and he loves whenever you touch, lick or suck on them during the blowjob. he let's out loud moans whenever you'd do this.
- he groans a lot during sex, also isn't afraid to let out moans and will definitely whimper and groan when he's about to cum.
- absolutely loves filling you up as well, whether that be inside your pussy or mouth. it makes him feel good and he loves claiming you this way (hence the breeding kink)
- his favorite positions are missionary (he loves going deeper this way and having you close to him) and doggy style, since he gets to pull your hair and slap your ass a lot. also enjoys riding, loves seeing your tits bounce.
- loves degrading as well if you allow him to, he'd call you names like slut, bitch and whore. though he also loves praising you and calling you a good dolly.
- he doesn't always prefer quickies but if he's stressed and wants to let it out quickly he'd prefer a quickie, pulling you aside somewhere as he pounds till you scream his name.
- he loves peppering your neck, thighs, tits, and stomach with hickeys and love bites. he feels proud after looking at the art he made on your body.
- aftercare with Jerome consists of him taking good care of you, possibly taking a shower/bath along with you as well. he would have to help you get around a lot if you needed to get up, he often fucks you till you can't walk. he also definitely cuddles you and holds you close, giving you millions of kisses as he tells you how much you mean to him and how much he loves you. if you were sleepy he'd hold you close as you drift off to sleep in his arms. If you were to be hungry he'd also order some food for the both of you to snack on as you'd watch some tv together.
hope this wasn't to horrid lol, have a good day/night ♡
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ghouligancentral · 2 years
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It's Showtime Darlin'
Arthur Morgan x fem!reader
A/N-
I could not for the life of me figure out what to write for the summary so I just put a little blurb in from the story. I hope you find this to your liking. Smut is after the ********, the first part of this is just good ol' outlaw fun. As always, likes and comments are always appreciated. Also feel free to send me any ideas for more fics.
Cross posted on A03 @jellybeam1meup
Warnings/ tags: Fluff, smut, slight dom/sub elements, spanking, train robbing, Outlaw shenanigans, PiV sex, rough(ish) sex, reader is married to Arthur Morgan
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“What’s going on?”  “Why have we stopped?” 
Questions of confused passengers ring out as you look out the window, straining your neck to see if you can spot anything.  A hush descends upon the train car when the sound of the door to the car can be heard opening. You don’t have to wait long for their questions to be answered.
“We can do this the easy way or the hard way.” 
You watch as three masked men brandishing guns enter the train car. Gasps sound out from various passengers. The outlaws work their way down the aisle of the train demanding peoples’ valuables. Your heart begins to pound faster as the men draw closer to you. 
It won’t be long now. 
Before long you are looking up at a tall, blonde outlaw clad in a faded blue shirt. A black bandana hides most of his face except for his ocean blue eyes. Those eyes almost look as if they could see into your very soul. He sets down the bag he is carrying and it is obvious he is about to do something. The man reaches down and grabs you by the sleeve, tearing it a little as he lifts you up. Something is whispered in your ear as he grabs your waist and pulls you closer to him. 
“it’s showtime darlin’.” 
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“You want me to do what?” You exclaim to Hosea as he tells you and Arthur the plan. 
“I want you to pose as one of the passengers on the train,” Hosea explains,” then Arthur here will take you as a hostage as a way to escape.” 
You throw a glance over to your husband who looks just as unconvinced as you are. After looking at each other for a brief moment Arthur finally asks the question that is on both of your minds. 
“Do you think it’ll actually work?” 
“Of course it will work,” Dutch booms as he throws open the tent flap before entering. 
“I came up with the plan myself,” he continues. 
“That’s what I was afraid of,” Arthur mutters under his breath. 
“You say somethin’?” Dutch asks Arthur with his iconic scowl. Arthur ignores Dutch’s question and proceeds to ask one of his own. 
“How do we know this is safe? What happens if somethin’ goes wrong and I can’t get her out of there?” Arthur scowls. 
Every time you and he work a job together he insists that you are beside him the entire time, but more so now. Recently, on a job, the two of you had a close call.  Dutch’s plans were based on bad information, and, when it went south, Micha all but abandoned you which almost led to you being caught. Ever since then Arthur has had a hard time trusting Dutch’s plans and Micha in general.  While he knows that you are more than capable of handling yourself, there's just something about letting you out of his sight that makes him uneasy. 
“Arthur, my boy,” Dutch grins as he swigs an arm around Arthur’s shoulder,” I have all the faith in the world that you’ll be able to pull this off.” 
Arthur just lets out a huff in reply as he brushes Dutch’s arm off him. 
“I’ll do it,” you sigh. You’d much rather be in on the action with the boys than be posing as some old biddy, but you know the gang needs the money. 
“You sure?” Arthur questions as he moves to your side. The concern in his eyes melts your heart. Although he insists he isn’t a good man deep down Arthur has a heart of gold. 
“Yeh, I’ll be fine, but I’d much rather be with you boys though,” you give a little pout to emphasize your disappointment. Arthur pulls you in close beside him before giving you a small hug. 
“Don’t worry darlin’. I’ll try to make it exciting for ya,” Arthur replies with a smile. 
“Try to make it convincing,” Hosea sighs as he watches the two of you embrace. 
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So that’s how you ended up here in this ridiculously puffy dress Susan had stuck you in. You squirm a little to try and make it seem like you are uncomfortable in his grasp, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. You try to keep a straight face as an idea creeps into your head. Hosea did say to make it convincing, you think to yourself as you clutch your bag a little tighter. 
“Unhand me you big galoot!” You cry out as you wack Arthur across the face with the handbag. Arthur’s eyes widen in surprise as the unexpected force of the bag causes him to stumble back a few steps. In all honesty you didn’t mean to hit him that hard, you got a little too caught up in your performance. 
Arthur blinks a couple of times to reorientate himself before wrapping an arm around your chest, pulling you next to him so that your back is flush with his chest. The strength of his arms is almost crushing. His calloused fingers grip your jaw as he forces you to look forward at the passengers. With his pistol and presses the barrel to your head, he begins to speak. You shutter a little at the act. You’re not scared at all, actually quite the opposite you love how rough he is being with you. 
“Like I said before, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Kindly hand over y’all’s valuables to these other gentlemen or I might just have to start getting rough. You don’t want me to have to hurt this sweet little thing right here.” 
You hear the horrified gasps of the other passengers as they watch him gesture with the weapon. The people get the message and begin handing things over quicker. Once the others have made it all the way through the train car, they continue on to find where the luggage is being kept. By this point, the passengers have settled down some but their fear and nervousness is still palpable.
Arthur decides to stay true to his word about making it exciting for you when he sees an elderly passenger staring daggers at him, almost challenging him to make a move. Arthur releases your jaw from his grip and moves his hand down so that it gropes one of your breasts. The woman lets out a gasp and clutches her handkerchief tighter, quickly averts her eyes from the sight of this outlaw seemingly manhandling a lady. You hear Arthur let out a breathy chuckle and you have to admit that it is a little funny. 
The two of you stay there in the passenger car until you hear Charles call out,” time to go, the law will be here soon.” You give Arthur a slight nod letting him know that you are ready to get the hell out of dodge. 
“Thank ya folks for your kind hospitality,” Arthur announces as he reaches down and retrieves the bag of stolen items he set there earlier. He shoves the bag into your hands and quickly returns the gun to your temple. The last thing he wants is for everyone to know whose side you're on. He begins backing up, pulling you with him to the exit at the back of the car. 
One of the men seated near the front of the car stands and calls out, “ What about the lady? You said you’d let her go if you got what you wanted!” 
Arthur stops and looks at the man. A glint of mischief flashes in his eyes. 
“Did I now?” 
You can almost hear the smirk in his words. Arthur lowers his gun from your temple and holsters it. 
“I think I’ve changed my mind. I’ve decided that this one here is mine,” Arthur replies as he lifts you up into his arms. The train car once again fills with horrified gasps as the passengers watch Arthur carry you out of the car. 
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“That was quite the performance sweetheart. But I coulda done without that handbag hitting me in the face,” Arthur chuckles as he helps you fight against your skirt to get onto the back of Boadicea. He jostles you around as your skirt makes the task much more difficult.  Once he has you settled as best he can, Arthur mounts the horse. 
“What else would you expect me to do when a big bad outlaw has his hands on me?” you giggle as you wrap your arms around his waist. Arthur can feel arousal pooling in his gut at the sound of your words, but shows no outward signs. 
Arthur just huffs in reply as he spurs the Boadicea onward, however you know him better than that. You know he is smiling. 
The two of you decide to stop at a hotel for the night to enjoy some of the fruits of your labor before riding on to the camp in the morning.  As Arthur is helping you off his horse he whispers some wicked plans in your ear. 
“Let me get you out of that dress and then I’ll really show you what an outlaw can really do with his hands.” 
Arthur’s raspy voice sends a shiver down your spine; However you decide to tease the man a little more. 
“Oh isn’t the big bad outlaw gonna treat a girl to dinner first? Let’s get something to eat,” you purr, you want to see how far you can push him. You want him to be rough with you just like he was on the train. It’s not that you don’t like the way Arthur fucks you, you love his gently touches and praises, but sometimes you crave something different. Something more carnal. 
Arthur has to be in a certain mood for him to really get into being rough with you. You can count on one hand the number of times Arthur has taken you like that. All of them after a job.
 In hindsight you probably would have gotten what you wanted if you had gone up to the hotel room at the moment since Arthur was already riled up and riding the highs of adrenaline. A quick flash of confusion flickers over Arthur’s face before he realizes what you are doing. 
Arthur just grunts at your proposal and drags you to the nearest restaurant as he hopes the meal will be quick. 
Dinner ends up being a silent affair, with Arthur being too horny to hold much of a conversation. All he wants to do is rip off your clothes and take you right here. Intentionally eating slowly, you just play it up even more. Arthur grits his teeth as he feels a bulge starting to form in his pants as the sight of you sitting there. 
“That’s it,” Arthur growls as he slams money down on the table before dragging you out of the bar. This is it. This is the place you wanted Arthur to get to. You can hardly contain yourself as you watch him check in and get a room for the night. You feel a little devastated when Arthur tells you to go on up to the room to wait for him there while he gets another drink. He is making you pay for your sins. 
You follow his instructions and go on to the room. It is small, containing only a bed, small dresser, and two bedside tables, but its location far away from the lobby of the hotel offers you the seclusion you had hoped for. After flopping your upper half down on the bed, you realize what a hassle your skirt is going to be. The crinoline in it prevents you from being able to lay down fully. Your core aches with the thought of your husband. What is he doing? When will he be back? You would have already taken your skirt off to be ready for Arthur’s return but you were definitely going to need his help for that. 
You sit up when you hear a key turning to unlock the door. Arthur went ahead and just decided to follow you upstairs. Even though he wanted to punish you, he didn’t have it in him to wait. Arthur strides into the room before closing the door. He barely has the chance to finish locking the door before you are on him. Your hands desperately roam his chest as you try to unbutton his top. 
You are only able to make it a quarter of the way down before Arthur stops you. 
“Wooh there darlin’. I think we need to focus on getting you out of that monstrosity that Ms. Grimshaw calls a dress.” 
You chuckle at his description of your outfit. That’s your Arthur, always the gentleman even when he does want to nail your ass to the bedsheets. 
“Get that top off,” Arthur growls as he drops down to one knee to begin undoing the ties of your skirt. You obey and work as fast as you can to rid yourself of the clothes. 
“This damned skirt!” Arthur huffs out as the two of you attempt to beat the fabric into submission. Arthur reaches into his pocket, pulling out a knife. As he goes to cut you out of the skirt you stop him. 
“I’ve got to wear this back to camp tomorrow. Unless you want me looking like Lady Gadiva.” 
Arthur grunts as he sets the knife to the side and goes back into battle with the intricate lacing. 
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“If it weren’t for all this damn fabric, you’d of felt how hard I was for ya back there on the train,” Arthur growls as he finally begins to succeed in getting the skirt off your body. 
“Oh really?” You hum back as you run your fingers through his hair and you decide to see if you can take this further. 
“You like being the big bad outlaw?” You question. Your words cause a low groan to escape from his lips. He likes this and you know it. 
“I had half the mind to bend you over in front of all those people and fuck you,” Arthur purrs as he finally manages to get the skirt loose. He pulls both your skirt and bloomers down to your ankles in one fell swoop. He offers you a hand as you step out of the pool of fabric before taking a moment to admire your nude form. 
 Arthur presses his lips against yours as he backs you up until your knees hit the bed causing you to sit down.
Arthur pulls back from the kiss before standing up to begin removing his trousers.  Another bolt of arousal shoots down your spine when you hear the sound of his gun belt hitting the floor. Arthur watches as your eyes flick over to his bandana laying on the dresser and an idea pops into his head. He strolls over to the furniture and grabs the fabric. 
You watch, wide eyed, as Arthur ties the bandana around his face, just like it was on the train. the sight made you drool.  Arthur walks back over to the bed and grabs your jaw roughly. 
“Alright, here’s what yer gonna do. Yer gonna just sit there, lookin’ all pretty like, and let me do whatever I want to ya. Got it?” Arthur growls as he lets up the pressure on your jaw just enough for you to respond. You give a little nod. 
“Good girl,” Arthur praises before letting go of your face in favor of removing his trousers. He watches as a beaming smile spreads across your face at the praise. Arthur pulls his trousers down just enough so that his hard cock springs out. You reach out to take him in your hand, only to be stopped by Arthur grabbing your wrist. 
“Just your mouth, no hands,” Arthur growls from above you. You just nod and shuffle your body closer to him. A low groan escapes him when he feels your lips close around him. Arthur places a hand in your hair to position you where he wants. He doesn’t thrust into your mouth, but instead uses the hand threaded in your hair to bob you up and down on him, letting your mouth do all the work. 
He throws his head back and lets out a groan at the feeling. The sounds coming from his mouth only cause you to become more desperate. You reach a hand down and allow two of your fingers to slip inside your dripping core. You moan around Arthur as you do so. When you moan Arthur looks back down at you to figure out the cause. When he sees where your fingers are he smiles to himself. Arthur pulls your mouth off of his cock and quickly takes the hand once holding your hair and places it firmly on your jaw. His other hand reaches down to pull your fingers out of your core. 
“Didn’t say you could do that, did I?” Arthur asks as he kneels down to eye level with you. A wicked grin is plaster on his face as you sheepishly shake your head ‘no’. 
“Looks like I’ll just have to punish ya for it then,” Arthur coos in a sickly sweet voice. Arthur lets go of your jaw and wrist in favor of undressing. You feel your core clench around nothing as you watch him remove the rest of his clothes. 
The sight of his broad chest never fails to make you ache. Your eyes trace over the various scars spattered on his torso. You never understood why Arthur would always call them ugly. You loved his scars. You love everything about this man. 
Your eyes continue to roam over his body and you take in the sight of his toned chest, arms and thighs. How could this man degrade himself so much? Arthur jolts you out of your thoughts by sitting down beside you on the bed. The mattress sags under his weight. You sit up on your heels and wait for your next instructions. 
“Come ‘ere,” Arthur chuckles at your eagerness. You quickly obey and move closer to the man. 
“Lay down over my lap.” 
Okay this is new. You had only brought up the idea of him spanking you once. And that idea was quickly shot down by Arthur. Arthur was terrified of accidentally hurting you or taking things too far. He knew the life the both of you led brought along with it pain. He didn’t want to add anymore to your life. 
But now Arthur was in just the right mood to try it out. In all honesty, he didn’t truly want this to hurt you, just to sting a little so that you would listen to him. Butterflies filled your insides as you lay your bare stomach across his thighs. The way his cock twitches against your side indicates that he is just as eager as you are. 
“Alright, tell me if it gets to be too much for ya darlin’,” Arthur instructs as he rubs gentle open palmed circles on your exposed rear. 
“Okay,” you whisper as another shiver of arousal runs down your spine. His hand lands on you with a smack. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoes in the room as you let out a whimper. The force was much greater than you were expecting but it felt oh so good. Arthur gives your rear a little soothing rub before landing another blow to the other cheek. With each spank you let out little pants and whimpers at the sting. You can feel yourself dripping onto his thigh as the punishment continues. You know your rear must be red at this point but that doesn’t matter now. 
Arthur lands one particularly hard slap on the skin just below your cheek. This causes you to cry out at the unexpected pain. 
“Too much? You want me to stop,” Arthur questions upon hearing your cry. There is obvious concern in his voice. 
“Keep going,” you sob, your nails digging into the sheets. Arthur just nods and continues with a couple more swats before he decides to move on. You gasp as you feel a calloused finger prod your entrance. 
“Arthur,” you whine out as you attempt to move back so that his finger enters you. However, Arthur pulls his hand farther away, causing you to huff in protest. 
“Beg.” 
“What?” You ask as you turn your head to look up at him. 
“I said beg. Beg for my fingers,” Arthur replies with a straight face. By this time all of your dignity has all but flown out the window. You want him to touch you so bad and you are willing to do just about anything. 
“Arthur please give me more,” you beg, wiggling your hips a little. A harsh slap lands on your sore rear in response. 
“Gonna have to do better than that,” Arthur laughs. The frustration is so great that you feel as if you will pass out if he doesn’t touch you soon. Arousal has clouded your brain. It is almost as if the whole world has stopped spinning, making it seem as if it was just the two of you here in this moment in time.  
“Arthur please! Please fuck me with your fingers! Do anything you want to me. I’ll be a good girl! I promise,” you plead out as a couple of frustrated tears roll down your face. In the back of your mind you know the other guests probably hear your pleas to your husband but you don’t care. Arthur smiles at your words and quickly pushes two fingers deep into your wet cunt. 
His fingers are much bigger than yours and cause a delicious stretch. You gasp at the feeling of his fingers pumping in and out of you. One hand remains fisted in the sheets while the other is clamped down over your mouth to keep you from screaming out. Arthur begins to scissor you open in preparation for him. A low rumble settles in his chest as he watches you squirm and writhe around in his lap, a feeling of pride swelling in his chest at the knowledge that he is the only one who gets to see you like this. 
Another finger is shoved into you as Arthur stretches you even further. Arthur has stopped the quick paced pumping in and out of you in favor of searching for that spot that has your legs shaking. It only takes the man a couple of seconds to find it, and he knows he has found it when you let out a little sob of pleasure and clench around him. In a matter of mere minutes you can already feel the tell tale signs of your orgasm approaching. Arthur moves his thumb so that it is resting directly over your clit. Your breath quickens as you feel the knot inside you coil tighter. When he starts rubbing circles onto your clit, that wave of pleasure reaches its peak. You cum with Arthur’s name freely flowing from your lips. Your legs shake violently as the high continues to take over your body. 
You expect Arthur to slow his movements but instead he just continues. You let out a whine when Arthur begins moving his fingers in a ‘come hither’ motion in an attempt to make you orgasm a second time. The pleasure is borderline painful at this point. You know what he wants but you’re not sure you can give it to him. 
You reach back in an attempt to grab his wrist to stop him, but his other hand just pins you down against the sheets. 
“Too much! Too much,” you cry as you feel a strange sensation building in the pit of your stomach. Arthur slows down a little as he responds to your plea. 
“Come on darlin’. Will ya just try for me? Please?,” Arthur questions, he fully intends on stopping if you want him to but he really hopes that’s not the case. 
“I’ll try,” you whimper before you feel his fingers begin to speed up again. 
“Good girl,” he coos. Arthur presses his thumb down against your clit once more. This is all it takes to have you gushing onto his fingers. You moan out as you feel your second orgasm grab hold of you. Arthur keeps a firm grasp on you as your body twitches and spasms in his lap. You hiss at the sensitivity as Arthur pulls his fingers out of you. 
“You took your punishment so well,” Arthur coos as he flips you over onto the bed. He has you on your side with your back to him. Arthur positions himself up close to you with his chest against your back. You can feel his erection pressing against the small of your back. The way his large body covers you makes you feel so small.
Arthur takes your leg and pulls it back so that you can halfway wrap it around his thigh. Arthur keeps his hand on your thigh to help you remain in the position. You feel his cock nudge at your entrance. You shudder as you feel a drop of precum land on your inner thigh. Arthur then snakes an arm under your body so that he can place a hand on your neck. His grip is loose as he doesn’t want to actually choke you. He wants to let you know he’s there. 
“You ready,” Arthur huffs in your ear. 
“Yes,” you mumble as you relax into his touch. Arthur groans as he sinks into your tight heat. Even after taking him so many times, your husband always manages to stretch you out. Arthur starts off with a slow pace, allowing you to get used to the sensation. His blunt nails dig into the meat of your thigh as he increases the pace. 
“Yer so fucking good to me,” Arthur pants in your ear. You only manage a pitiful whimper in response. 
The room echoes with moans as Arthur thrusts into you. You can feel another orgasm approaching at an alarming speed. 
“Arthur! I’m going to-“ 
“Let go for me darlin’,” Arthur purrs as he increases his pressure on your throat. The feeling triggers your third orgasm of the evening. He grits his teeth as a low growl escapes him when he feels you clench. Arthur slows his thrusts to long steady ones as he works you through your orgasm. You can tell he is getting close by the way his rhythm falters. 
You give him one more clench to help him along before his cock is kicking inside of you. Your toes curl as you feel Arthur coat your insides with hot ropes of cum. Arthur continues to fuck his cum into you until he is totally spent. 
“I love you,” Arthur pants into your ear before reaching up to pull the bandana down off of his face to place a soft kiss on the top of your head. 
“I love you too,” you respond and you pull his arm around your chest, snuggling closer to him. The two of you lay together panting for a while before he pulls out of you. 
His cum leaks out onto your thighs as you feel the mattress spring back into place as he gets up. You watch as the man you love walks around to your side of the bed, undoing the bandana from around his neck as he moves. He kneels down in front of you with a smile. 
“You did great,” Arthur praises in a soothing voice as he takes the bandana and cleans up the mess between your thighs. You jolt a little at the feeling of it rubbing against your sore pussy. 
“No you did,” you reply with a sleepy grin. Arthur just chuckles as he finishes cleaning you up before doing the same to himself. You let your eyes slip closed and you hear him make his way back around to the other side of the bed once more. The mattress dips back down as he joins you on the bed. He pulls you close and spoons you in his arms.
“Was that rough enough for ya?” Arthur questions as he places little kisses on your neck. 
“Uh huh,” you hum back,” you know I always like to see your big bad outlaw side.” 
Arthur lets out a quiet chuckle closing his eyes as well. 
“I guess you whacking me with that handbag really got me goin’.” Arthur grins as he feels you relax into him. 
“Hmm I guess I’ll just have to work jobs like this more often then.” 
That’s the last thing you mutter before you drift off to sleep. 
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nejiverse · 1 year
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JOINT AT THE HIP
Meguru Bachira
In which I write headcanons about chubby chaser Meg! Chubby! Fem! Reader
cw: catcalling, it’s implied that reader is short, suggestive if you close one eye and squint the other
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wc: 700 ish words
He’s never not touching you. As the title suggests, you two are literally joint at the hip…or to put it in better words, he’s joint to your hip cause he’s utterly obsessed with you
Always always compliments you
"You look really cute in that dress, it's making me want to kiss you"
"Will you just marry me already?!"
"You've taken my breath away love!"
"What have I done to deserve such a beautiful girlfriend?!"
And if there's ever a day he doesn't compliment you then you know something’s up with him, which happens very rarely
He's always coming up behind you and literally suffocating you with hugs
Personal space doesn't exist in your relationship because when he's taking a nap, he's either laying on your thighs or his head is nestled comfortably on your chest
He claims that they’re very comfortable and better than the actual pillow
He loves when you put on little fashion shows for him whenever you decide to go on a shopping spree
He'll literally sit on the bed and close his eyes, tapping his hands against his laps impatiently until you finally tell him to open his eyes
You strike a few poses and he'll give you endless rounds of applauses
He just adores the way your outfits define your curvy body in all the right places
He's your biggest supporter fr
It really makes him sad when you talk bad about your body or you're feeling insecure
"You're a dirty liar! None of what you said is true, you're gorgeous"
He would also proceed to stand behind you in-front of the mirror and kiss every single inch of your body.
"I love here...and here"
And once he gets to your stomach, he's littering it with kisses
"And I especially love here!"
Bachira wants to be sandwiched between your thighs all the time
You're against it at first because you don't want to hurt him or anything but he reassures you it's fine
He kisses the inside of your thighs ever so slowly but it's not in a teasing way...he's just on the verge of falling asleep, as Bachira does
He shows you off to his friends everywhere you go and sometimes you feel embarrassed
“This is my girlfriend just incase you didn’t know, she’s so cute isn’t she!”
I mean Isagi is pretty sure he knows with the amount of times he’s said that
If he catches someone staring at you or catcalling you, he gets beyond furious
People seem to underestimate him since his appearance isn’t intimidating but trust he can be scary when he wants to, he’s super overprotective
Exhibit A:
“I think it’s this one here”, you said to Bachira.
In your hand was a small map of the mall you guys we’re currently in. You’ve never been to this mall and it was pretty big.
There was a cute top you saw online and you wanted to get it.
In that moment, you and Bachira heard a wolf whistle coming from beside you two.
You blinked a few times with a raised brow, looking around you to find out who he was whistling at.
“Me?”, you muttered in an undertone, more so to yourself that anyone else.
Bachira’s eye twitched irritably as he glared intensely at the man. His eyes mirrored the same look he had when he was playing soccer except they were sombre and so taut with annoyance.
He needed no words in order to get the man to back off because once their eyes met, a shiver went down his spine and he nervously started to walk away.
You looked up to Bachira with a tilt of your head once you felt his hand at your waist.
“What was that about? You know him?”.
“Who? Sorry I’m not interested in anyone that isn’t you!”, he grabbed your hand in his and swung your intertwined fingers happily.
He always knew how to put you in such a good mood
Masterlist :)
a/n: is it only me but after writing one sentence for a fanfic or whatever i take an hour long tiktok break💀
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Transmasc tip: get an eyebrow pencil!
I've seen lots of posts about contouring and masculine makeup but I don't own any of that stuff and I don't have the time and energy to do it every day. But I've found that just filling out my eyebrows is actually really effective in making my whole face more masc-looking, and it only takes a few minutes!
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When I was younger (maybe in middle school?) I asked for makeup for Christmas, despite having sensory issues and no interest in makeup, because it seemed like something that 'other girls' had and did so I wanted to have it and do it too.
My aunt bought me a compact of makeup (the little box thing that has a few sections of makeup inside it) and I was pleased since I had asked for makeup and received it, but I didn't really know what the next step was so I asked her how to put it on.
She seemed pretty confident when she showed me how, and I thought it was great fun, and we went to show my mom and I showed her each of the little sections in the box and explained what to do with them as my aunt had shown me.
And that's when my mom explained that we had been doing it all wrong-- the stuff we put on our eyelids was blush, not eye shadow, the stuff we put on our cheeks was lipstick, not blush, the glittery stuff that we just kind of applied all over the face was actually eye shadow and not setting powder, etc. and the end result was we both looked clown-ish.
My aunt had some neurological stuff going on so that's probably why she was confused, and she didn't wear makeup when I knew her as an adult anyway, and I had never seen anyone put makeup on so I had no clue either.
I'm sharing this story because I wanted to share a silly experience that I had with my aunt (who I miss a lot because she has recently passed), but also because it goes to show you that if you don't get feedback from someone who knows more about it, you might not know what's goin on.
So to my fellow transmasc folks who have never heard of an eyebrow pencil before but think that they can just walk down to the pharmacy and locate and identify an eyebrow pencil and buy it and go home and draw on their eyebrows and look more masculine but in a discreet way where people don't realize that they're wearing makeup-- please get a friend or family member to take a look at the result before you go out into the world! Make sure they also agree that it looks subtle and won't look like you're obviously wearing makeup.
Some folks might assume that was the look you wanted and not say anything, and others might assume that you didn't intend that look but also be too polite to say anything, so don't assume that people haven't noticed if they don't comment on it-- that's why it's important to get feedback from a trusted friend who will tell you the truth.
You may also be able to tell if it's working simply by noticing whether you get misgendered more frequently (which means you've applied it wrong and it's backfired), less frequently (the makeup is applied correctly and is working), or whether it's the same (it has no effect but you may want to continue doing it if it makes you feel good).
Obviously, this story and warning does not apply to those of you who are not-like-me. If you already know what an eyebrow pencil is and have seen one in use, or are willing to watch tutorials on it, then please proceed ahead!
But folks who are unfamiliar with makeup and had to google the makeup words in this post need to be aware that using an eyebrow pencil to fill in your eyebrow may end up making you look more feminine instead of less.
If you overshoot and apply too much or use the wrong color, the effect can come off as wearing-makeup-but-badly instead of looking natural, and you can't always tell how it looks by taking a selfie-- it may be more noticeable to another person in the sunlight outside than it is in your camera in your room.
Anyhow, thank you for the tip anon :)
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So you wanna get into NCT eh?
Let's do this.
NCT - Neo Culture Technology - is naturally an intimidating group to get into - there's twenty members but there have been members added and people have left and there's another group set to debut and there's subgroups and everything seems all over the place all the time, but if you're willing to jump into it all it's so absolutely incredibly worth it and less complicated than it seems at first! Let me walk you through some basics- I'll do more posts to get deeper into each group later, but this will be a primer for getting you started.
Where to start? NCT officially debuted in April 2016 with fifteen members after promoting for a while as trainees and with other trainees (including future members of Red Velvet) under the SM Rookies banner. Part of the original plan for NCT as announced at their debut was to continuously add members with no end in sight, and to expand into a group with members from all over the world who could promote in different areas at the same time. This... didn't really come to fruition ultimately, tho they do have members from seven(ish) countries. (Taiwan is a free country y'all, that makes seven. Macau is a "special administrative region of China", that's the ish.) There will be one more unit added to NCT soon, the final new set of members, but this post is going to proceed with only the current groups and subunits since The Babies (as I like to call them) aren't officially debuted yet and I don't feel like explaining them here since this is already going to be long enough. Either way, NCT's unlimited expansion has officially ended which hopefully removes that bit of intimidation.
Now on to some music!
The first song and MV that NCT released was under the broad NCT U umbrella, and started with The 7th Sense. (Wait what the heck is NCT U, you ask? I'll get there, trust me, keep reading)
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The 7th Sense unit was comprised of Taeyong, Mark, Jaehyun, Doyoung, and Ten, five of the fifteen debut members.
The next day, NCT U released Without You, sung by Doyoung, Taeil, and Jaehyun, so two boys we saw already plus a new one.
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The full list of members (that I and no one else expects you to remember at this point) at debut were Taeil, Taeyong, Johnny, Yuta, Ten, Doyoung, Jaehyun, Winwin, Mark, Haechan, Jaemin, Jeno, Renjun, Chenle, and Jisung.
Since debut, members have been added, growing NCT to 23, and then a few left, dropping it back to 20. In 2018, Kun, Jungwoo and Lucas were added; in 2019, Xiaojun, Hendery, and Yangyang were added; in 2020, Shotaro and Sungchan were added. In 2023, Lucas was removed after being on hiatus for almost two years because of a scandal, and then Shotaro and Sungchan were pulled from NCT and re-debuted in SM's new boy group, RIIZE. (No, we're not going to get into my opinions or emotions about any of this right now, yes, I have a lot of opinions about both things and a lot of emotions about SungTaro. Maybe in a different post if people really wanna know.)
So what do I mean when I call NCT U an umbrella? Is that what the U stands for? No, not really, tho it's a handy way to think of things! U stands for United (or Unlimited, depending on who you ask) and is a flexible title that allows them to release songs using any members of the whole group. This lets them pick from a pool of currently 20 different members with different skills to best fit the concept of a song, and has allowed them to do things like release songs with multiple lead vocalists, songs with a collection of rappers, etc. It's super flexible- some U songs have only two members performing, some have nine, etc. (Once you become familiar with all of the members, the U songs become a lot of fun when it comes to seeing who gets mixed and matched for projects!)
Overall, don't worry too much about NCT U yet. Having the basic knowledge that it could be anyone is really enough to get you going and you can come back to all of the NCT U releases later. NCT has released four albums now as a full group (Empathy, Resonance, Universe, and Golden Age) that have both fixed subunit songs and NCT U songs with mixed members so there's a bunch of fun with all that later once you've gotten more of the basics down.
The key to getting into NCT is splitting it into the sub-units, of which there are currently four, including U.
NCT U - flexible subunit of varying combined members
NCT 127 - 9 member fixed unit, concept being that they're focused on Seoul (127 is the longitude of Seoul)
NCT Dream - 7 member fixed unit, original concept involving the fact that they were the seven youngest members at debut
WayV - 6 member fixed unit, releasing music primarily in Mandarin with a focus on promotion in China
The easiest thing to do if you want to take on learning all 20 members (plus the 3 former members which are at least in past MVs and content so you'll come across them either way) is to pick one of the three fixed units (NCT 127, NCT Dream, or WayV) and learn the members of that group before moving on to the next. NCT 127 and NCT Dream also share two members, which gives you a little leg up when you get to going from one to the other!
I'll make posts getting into each group more in depth soon to talk about members and with my fave songs and recommendations etc, so for each of the fixed units, I'll put in here their debut plus a recent song so you can get a grasp of how each group has grown and changed.
NCT 127 was the first of the subunits to debut, releasing Firetruck in July 2016.
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127 debuted with Taeil, Taeyong, Yuta, Jaehyun, Winwin, Mark and Haechan. The fashion and hair in this MV is uhhhhhh wild? Yeah we'll go with wild.
127 has gone through some lineup changes over the years as they've changed and grown- they added Johnny, Doyoung, and Jungwoo, and then Winwin went on indefinite 127-hiatus when he joined WayV in 2019.
Their most recent release was in October of this year and is so good that it managed to make it into my top 5 songs of this year on Spotify in slightly over a month so uhhhhh yeah here's Fact Check-
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NCT 127 is known for having music that's a little more experimental and sometimes just straight up weird, so you'll see a lot of mixed opinions of them on the internet (I've seen people calling some/all of their songs just noise music) but they're ultimately like most kpop groups and have released stuff in all kinds of styles with different mixed influences, so it's worth listening to at least a few things before forming any kinds of opinions about their music if you don't like the first song or two you hear. I mean. It's worth it EXTRA if you do like thier music obviously. Anyway.
Next up!
NCT Dream debuted not long after NCT 127 in August 2016 as a bunch of ACTUAL BABIES, aged between 14-17 at debut. Yeah that's right, Chenle and Jisung were both 14. They debuted with the now iconic Chewing Gum, that involves some wild hoverboard choreography that isn't shown as much in the MV but was probably more dangerous than a bunch of kids should have been doing on stages all the time (especially one time outdoors in the rain???), but they all survived so I guess it's fine?
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WHAT A BUNCH OF ADORABLE BABIES.
NCT Dream debuted with Mark, Haechan, Renjun, Jeno, Jaemin, Chenle, and Jisung. Yes, Mark and Haechan are also in the NCT 127 list! They are workaholics who can't stop won't stop basically. (Yes, we also all worry about their health. It's A Thing.)
The original concept behind Dream was that it would be the youngest members of NCT, and when members grew old enough they would graduate out, and new younger members of NCT would be added in turn as members were added to NCT. The only element of this that was ever put into practice was graduating out Mark in December 2018 as he was the eldest member; no new members were added however, and eventually the whole plan was scrapped and Mark was re-added to Dream in 2020 (back where he BELONGS) and Dream officially became a fixed unit like 127 and WayV.
The boys are now between the ages of 21-24, and their music has grown a lot as they've grown out of their cute concepts and into more mature looks and sounds. Their most recent release was in July of this year, ISTJ.
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They're still known for having a more youthful, optimistic vibe, and there's something incredibly uplifting and exuberant about them in general at basically all times. These boys have been together for half of their lives at this point and really grown up together and- yeah I have a lot of emotions about Dream that I'll save for later.
Moving on!
WayV time! WayV officially debuted in 2019 with the Mandarin version of Regular.
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(NCT 127 released both Korean and English versions of Regular as well, and they are the last NCT 127 MVs that feature Winwin before he became 127-inactive and became fully active with WayV instead.)
WayV debuted with Winwin, Kun, Ten, Xiaojun, Hendery, Yangyang, and Lucas. Lucas has since been removed from NCT and WayV and the other six members have continued to promote as a six member group.
WayV has hit some snags, especially with things out of their control like the pandemic- they live in Seoul when they're not promoting or touring, and travel into and out of China has been difficult for obvious reasons for the past few years, which has made it harder for them to be pushing into the Chinese music industry when they haven't been able to travel in China as freely as they could have under other circumstances and couldn't do things like concerts or fanmeets. They have started touring and promoting more heavily in Southeast Asia more recently, and some of the members like Winwin and Ten have spent time in China over the past few years working on things like acting in dramas, participating in variety shows, or judging on Chinese dance competition shows as well. Xiaojun is also currently a host on one of the the Korean weekly music shows, SBS's The Show.
WayV's most recent comeback was actually last month but I'm gonna use their comeback from the VERY end of last year (Dec 28) in this post because I'm still obsessed with this song-
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WayV mix a lot of different elements into their music and are the most multilingual of the groups- since they're based in Seoul, they've often performed on the weekly Korean music shows with English versions of their songs, and they have the NCT member who speaks the most languages in Ten, who is Thai, and speaks Thai, Mandarin, Korean, English, and Japanese, as well as multiple members who speak four (Hendery and Xiaojun both speak Cantonese, Mandarin, Korean, and English; Yangyang speaks Mandarin, English, Korean and German). They also have Kun, who is both a licensed airplane pilot and licensed sky diver (who promoted Phantom by skydiving with a banner for it) as well as being a music producer AND the only member of NCT to have a university degree. Basically WayV is a bunch of overachievers who deserve the whole world.
So..... that's all the subunits! I hope this breakdown gave you a place to start with. Feel free to use this as a base to go look up more information about each subunit, or watch the videos I included here and the ones I linked throughout in the text in various places to get started. I will also make some more posts about each subunit to get into more about the members and more songs by each so you can hang out and wait for those too!
Related things to come from this? More NCT posts, possibly more kpop posts in general like this? I've talked to a few people about how to get into NCT in basics, and this post is dedicated to @catatonicrainbow most specifically as being the most recent internet pal to want to get into NCT and being the one who finally got me to make some kind of thing like this. Meanwhile, @poetry-protest-pornography and I have been discussing starting a kpop podcast where I teach her about different groups as my knowledge is vast and deep and has been accumulating in my brain since around 2008 and she's MUCH newer to kpop than me, and I often infodump at her already about various groups. So like. Now that we're both talking about that publicly I guess we really gotta do it. Maybe I'll make companion posts on here to go with the podcast? Or something. We'll see. But there will be more of this stuff coming! So hopefully if you've read this far and enjoyed this content, you'll be excited for more? Whee!
Also like yes obviously I know other people have probably made these kinds of posts and there's videos and podcasts and etc out about this kind of stuff already, but I figure since everyone processes information differently, having multiple sources for this kind of information and different ways it's presented will probably be helpful to SOMEONE so I'm gonna make the content I feel like making either way. :) Cheers!
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littledreamling · 1 year
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★ - sad headcanon for Dream!
(playing to the strengths of the angst king, perhaps >:) )
Ohohoho you picked a good one for me lmao
I could reiterate the headcanon I sent in the server a few days ago (about Dream having trauma from being watched and never being able to feel like he's really alone, even in the Dreaming) but you've already heard that, so I'll pick a new (ish) one. Adding a cut and warning for graphic depictions of violence, major character death, heavy angst, comic spoilers, and my late-night attempt to make the comics worse than they already were in terms of... well, everything lmao. Proceed with caution!
Sad Headcanon:
This isn’t a sad headcanon about Dream specifically, more of a Dreamling sad headcanon, and I’ve made a post about this specific idea before (which can be found here!) so you’ll have to forgive me for bending the rules slightly but here goes:
There is something off, Dream thinks, walking next to his sister. Her usually cheery demeanor is subdued slightly, as if viewing her through a screen door; the outline of her is there, but the details feel fuzzy. When he asks her how she is keeping, he means it. He is concerned. She assures him that she is keeping well, or as well as she can, given her function, and he accepts it. He expects the conversation to be dropped. Or, at the very least, he expects the conversation to move on, and her odd mood with it. Sunlight and humanity have always cheered her up and he does not think today will be any different.
And then he asks about his pet project, Hob Gadling. He is curious, after all, to see how Hob is keeping, especially after their missed meeting. Have you seen him? He asks, and does not miss the way Death has tensed beside him, nor the way her step falters, a minute and monumental waver. He feels his brow crease.
I have, she says, and there is something in her voice that does not sit well, in a way even a century of imprisonment could not match. He can feel his fingers twitch at his sides, the full extent of human reaction he will allow himself, and waits for elaboration.
He asked to see me, she says, and Dream stops short. In the middle of the street, bright sun glaring down through overarching leaves, surrounded and untouched by humanity, the meaning of her words dawn on him like a waxing moon. Dream stops short. His breath, unnecessary and painful, comes in short bursts and Death's mournful eyes scrape like twin razors against his raw heart.
It was my fault, he says, somehow. He forces the words from between numb lips, somehow. Death's eyes soften, somehow. Somehow, it is worse. Just another thing he has lost while imprisoned. Just another thing crumbling in his hands, crushed under the weight of his pride and stupidity.
It wasn't just you, she says, and he does not believe her. Had he asked for help, had he plucked up the courage to be able to trust again, this would not have happened. If he had been able to place faith in Death, or in Alex, or in Burgess, Hob would still be alive. The thought almost sends him to his knees and he realizes that the keening noise in his ears is escaping from behind his own teeth.
Oh, Dream, I'm so sorry, she says, and he believes her. It does not help. How could she? How could she do that to him, knowing their history? How could she have submitted so easily to the whims of a simple, stupid human? He does not realize he is speaking aloud until she answers.
I am as bound to my function as you are, brother, she says, and her voice is soft, understanding. I could no more deny him my gift than you could deny him yours. Nor any human. She is nicer than he is. He has always known that. He suddenly wishes, selfishly, that she were not. If she had been as cruel as some had accused Dream of being, Hob would still be alive. The thought is no less agonizing the second time.
A raven, he gasps, desperation coloring his essence. He should've become my raven. They were mortals, once. Tell me you left him in my realm. He was mine in life, surely you have bestowed him upon me in death as well. He knows it is hopeless even as he says it. The ache in her eyes is answer enough. The anguish infused in every line of her body as she sinks down in front of him (when had he collapsed? He cannot remember) is a needless confirmation.
You are the Dreaming, and the Dreaming is you, she says, and he wishes he could close his ears, wishes he could block out the words he knows to be true, wishes he could stop her from speaking the truth he knows she will speak, she will always speak. With you gone, there was no realm to leave him in. He has crossed to the Sunless Lands, Dream. I'm sorry.
If she suddenly finds herself kneeling next to a pile of sand, she is kind enough not to mention it the next time she sees him. Indeed, the next time they find each other, she simply sits by his side, a comforting presence in the middle of one of the Dreaming's most comforting dreams. Fiddler's Green, newly restored, seems to tremble at the sight of her, of them, sitting together, nearly touching. Dream's gaze is held by his hands, bloody up to the elbows. It would make him sick to his stomach if he could feel anything, but he can't. There is only a numbness, deep in his soul, an exhaustion that all the rest in the world would not be able to touch.
What happened, Dream? She asks, without a shred of judgement. As if she does not know. As if she wants to hear it from his lips. They sit in silence; he does not know for how long. Too long, perhaps, but she has always indulged him. She has always made special exceptions for him.
I killed her, he says, quiet and sullen. I spilled family blood. Even when Lucienne tried to stop me, even when Unity revealed her bloodline. It did not matter. Or perhaps it did. I killed her anyway.
Just a few paces away, the body of Rose Walker is sprawled on the grass, staining the blades underneath her a tacky, child's-mind red. Where her chest had been now sits a cavity, caved in and empty, her very heart torn, still beating, from her breast. Her blood stains his fingernails because he lets it. He does not care to clean himself. He does not care to tidy his realm. He does not care.
You know what the Kindly Ones will do, Death says. It is a statement of fact. It is as immutable as Destiny's own book. He knows this. He had known this. He had not cared. He still does not.
Yes, he says, because he thinks he should respond. There is nothing more to be said. They sit in silence, listening to the last somber notes of his realm ring out, the easy swish of leaves, the gentle rushing of water, the birdsong from the trees. The air is still around them; he is not sure he could stand, or walk, or even move, even if he tried. He does not try. He simply sits. He simply waits.
Dream? Give me your hand, she says, and with a minute and monumental waver, he does. The last thing he feels in the warmth of her skin against his, a familiar presence at his side, and a warm smile. The very gifts that had been offered to Hob Gadling a decade before. Gifts given, gifts accepted. And with a flash of light, Dream of the Endless accepts.
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nikageeee · 4 months
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So how *does* one get a certain sheriff to trust them?
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Ooooh good question Nonny!!
And in which context; do you you mean in general or romantically?
Actually…they both kinda need similar approaches.
• Really. Be patient. It might feel like pulling teeth. He’s not the best communicator ever. It would take him so dang long to. He’d be watching you close and double checking that you aren’t about to backstab him or go against his ideas. If you worked together he’d probably butt heads with you if you took a lot of initiative without going to him first- even if they are logical and good ideas . It’s his paranoia and history of being let down and betrayed that’s made him this way.
• He will subtly test you to make sure you are genuine in whatever kind of relationship you have. That you aren’t just using him. For example he might ask you things in an attempt to trip you up. Observing closely and looking for cracks in what you say or how you look when you say it. He can’t ever turn off his cop brain.
•Will observe closely how you treat others versus him, and draw lots of comparisons.
•He’ll warm to you gradually if you’ve managed not to hurt him, but also if you’ve not taken his demeanor the wrong way. He knows he can be stand off ish, he knows he can be rude. But…if you’re still sticking around then maybe you can tell he isn’t all bad. You’re willing to give him the benefit of the doubt?! That’s sure to be meaningful to him.
•If you do nice things for him he may feel conflicted, maybe even be weird about it the first few times. He’ll look for a nefarious motive behind you giving him something or running errands for him without asking. When there never seems to be a catch however…he will work himself up into a guilty frenzy. Then he will have to accept you are genuine in your efforts.
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• He would need even further coaxing to believe you are interested in him for the right reasons. As much as he loves the roles mentioned in his romance paperbacks; he won’t like it if you’re just into his uniform or family title. He’s an old fashioned softy that will never admit he wants to be called handsome and fussed over a little.
•Don’t let him feel like he’s being made fun of. No really. Laugh at the wrong time for example, even by accident- he’ll take it to heart and lay awake thinking about it later. His ego bruises so easily. He’ll withdraw from you if you hurt his self esteem.
• Let him feel like he’s taking the lead a little (even if he isn’t). It will feed his self esteem a bit. He’ll feel like he’s being proactive and gentlemanly if you plant an idea in his head by hinting you are free on Saturday afternoon or really like chrysanthemums. He might miss the first few hints, but if he’s more comfy with you (after the points in general), he will have to take action.
•weirdly enough, needing him will feed his trust. Obviously not in a demanding way, but he will like that he can help you. Travis has built himself up on how dependable he has to be. If you refuse his help too many times that will also bruise his ego.
Overall, proceed with care and patience!
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pikachu78109 · 2 years
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Some Random Pokémon Scarlet and Violet HC’s
Penny
Penny is the type of girl who can break your self-esteem with clever burns with precise accuracy. Even though she doesn’t talk as much, just so much as a judgmental stare can make any poor student feel out of place.
Her bedroom is flooded with Eevee plushies, clothes, and posters. This girl loves Eevee and all Eeveelutions and will burn through her bank account to buy any and all Eevee related items to fuel the obsession.
Since she’s canonically a hacker, Penny cannot be trusted inside a computer lab at the Academy. If she’s in the computer lab, then there’s a good chance a teacher will supervise her.
Math and art might be her best subjects, whereas language arts might be her weakest.
Loves sweets, though acts as if it’s a secret when around others.
Can get over excited, but only around people whom she’s close to, ie. Team Star.
Nemona
Girl cannot pay attention in class for even five minutes. She fidgets in her seat constantly and might bug a couple of her desk mates.
Can easily be distracted by anything really. Doesn’t matter how big or small, it will capture her attention.
Not much for fashion, but likes to dress to impress. Loves wearing both dresses and suits (more of the latter) and enjoys putting on a few accessories.
Her and Arven don’t always see eye to eye, but they don’t outright dislike each other. Nemona is definitely the type to jump before she looks whereas Arven prefers to proceed with caution. They have known each other since they were really young and used to be close, but time has changed them both. Nemona does value Arven and his attributes and Arven can say the same. These two just need to work on compromising and keeping communication open.
Nemona is bisexual as well as pan.
Has met Arven’s parents before, though she was too young to remember. Her parents often tell Nemona about them, though hesitantly.
Arven
Shy kid through and through, but can be open towards people sometimes. He does prefer solitude but enjoys any company.
Tries to keep up with his studies, but would rather journey throughout Paldea instead and search for rare ingredients.
Loves cooking, though isn’t the best. He’s not terrible, he just needs more practice. Doesn’t care at all about baking though.
He was pretty young when either Turo or Sada died, maybe around five-ish. He remembers hearing about the accident that happened but didn’t know if his dad/mom were okay. Arven was enrolled at the Academy at such a young age by his dad/mom (they didn’t want him around their work because of the danger). When the accident occurred, Clavell and the administration didn’t want to tell young Arven anything because of his tender age, so they hid the news from him until he was much older.
As for Arven’s relationship with his dad/mom, there’s not much. Let it be clear that Turo/Sada love Arven, but they chose to put their work/research as top priority. When they were apart from Arven, they would try to make an effort to check in to see how their baby boy is doing, but those check-ins got smaller and smaller as they got too engrossed in their research. Arven doesn’t harbor any negative feelings towards his parents, but often does wish that they would take a break from their work and come see him.
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gizkasparadise · 9 months
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Should I watch lost you forever? Is the ending satisfying?? Also, can you recommend some wuxia dramas with warrior FLs?
lost you forever is currently my top cdrama for the year! some highlights:
interesting and nuanced female lead
a lil something for everyone as far as shipping goes
great character dynamics and development
great set design, esp if you're kind of burned out on all the CGI-palooza of a lot of xianxia dramas
awesome ost
the political plot is interesting and actually character-driven
refreshing take in that the male lead is not necessarily who the female lead ends up with
surprisingly queer in some areas?
confession: im holding off on watching the last 5 eps of s1 until s2 comes out, because a ship breaks up and there's a lot of angst with it and im not strong enough to watch it without being able to immediately proceed to the Fix-It stage :'D
some wuxia dramas with warrior FLs (didn't include any modern-day dramas)
love and redemption!!! it doesn't seem that way at first, but TRUST. xianxia not wuxia, though, if that's a dealbreaker
the legends (xianxia-ish but not as much as some of the others). bonus points for this one having a FL on the demon side!
havent seen it yet, but legend of fei i believe operates on this premise
admittedly, i did not like this drama as a whole much but who rules the world has a cool female lead! (iirc the second FL also is a warrior and they are besties)
straight-up didnt like this one, but and the winner is love has a FL as the heir apparent to her sect. my memory is indicating that she's more a warrior-on-paper though
they're oldies at this point, but if you're cool with c-movies these are must-watches for me: wing chun (w/michelle yeoh and donnie yen), house of flying daggers, hero
if you're willing to branch out into kdrama...
DEFINITELY check out empress ki. it's mostly set in the yuan empire, so it has some cdrama vibes to it
gu family book. fantasy elements, but the FL is a warrior
hotel del luna features an immortal FL who was a warrior/thief/bandit during the goryeo era
mr sunshine's FL is a gunman/sniper, and second FL is adept at fencing
river where the moon rises unfortunately had some production issues due to real-life scandals, but it's still a pretty solid drama imo with an action-girl FL
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Ok ok listen, crack-ish ObiShi AU where Obito constantly tries to get Shisui to join the Akatsuki while Shisui constantly tries to find out who 'Tobi' is and they meet in secret every once in a while and slowly start to actually care for each other in-between one banter and the other
One day Shisui gets injured on a mission and Obito's like "this is the perfect moment to try and get him to my side, he's weak and injured and in need of help and if I save his life he'll owe me a favor" but Shisui is high on chakra pills and painkillers and has absolutely no filter whatsoever and goes on to list every single bullshit part of what Obito has told him about his plans (not much, just a little bit to try and sway him on the villain side without revealing too much) and then promptly passes out against him (like, literally. They're talking and then suddenly Shisui tilts forward and for a moment Obito almost turns intangible but then he sees Shisui's eyes rolling back in his head and catches him before he can hit the ground) and Obito almost freaks out because "Holy shit I have absolutely no idea how to take care of injured people what the fuck do I do is he dead is he dying did I kill him by keeping him from looking for actual medical help fuck fuck fuck-" and he does the first thing he can think of, warps in fucking Kakashi's apartment and dumps Shisui right there and then and then disappears but remains nearby to make sure he won't actually die
He doesn't make much of it at first, but then slowly starts realizing that he actually cares, meanwhile Shisui is being kept 'prisoner' in Kakashi's apartment and he won't be let out until he gives any sort of answer as to how he appeared out of thin air, but Shisui has no idea of the existence of Kamui so he genuinely has no answer to give and Kakashi decides to keep an eye on him because that was weird as fuck and he needs to know if he has to worry about people appearing in his apartment in the future
Of course there would be no massacre, Danzō tries to get his hands on Shisui('s eyes) but Obito kicks his ass to Hell and back because obviously no one's allowed to kill him, Shisui's important for his evil plans! (And yes, that's what Obito tells himself to excuse his protectiveness towards Shisui, no funny feelings at play here)
Cue a very confused Shisui passing out because of the poison and what better thing for Obito to do than to dump him at Kakashi's place again, because obviously Obito doesn't trust the Hokage to do the right and Kakashi's the only person Obito considers having a bit of an actual brain, and Kakashi helps Shisui by taking him to the Aburame (who I hc as Konoha's poison experts because of their bugs) and then proceeds to force the truth out of Shisui and get absolutely everyone involved into making sure things like these don't happen again
At this point Shisui is starting to think that the weird teleportation technique is something 'Tobi' can do, because now's the second time he has passed out in front of him and it's the second time he wakes up at Kakashi's place so connecting the dots is not that difficult anymore
And during the years Obito and Shisui keep having this weird, secret relationship where technically they're enemies and one hand Obito has convinced himself that his obsession for Shisui is given by the fact that his Mangekyō would be perfect for their plans while on the other hand Shisui has convinced himself that he wants to see 'Tobi' again and again just because he's an enemy and he wants to keep an eye on him
(Spoiler: they fuck)
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