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moonstruckme · 5 months

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Hellooo!!! I have a Spencer Reid request, but feel free to ignore it if you're not up for it hahaha! I was thinking about BAU!Reader and maybe her and Spencer starting to mimic each other because they've been together for a while and spend so much time together? Like the way they talk, etc! I think it could be so so cute, especially if they don't realize they're doing it and the team noticing it for them? Thank you so much, I love everything that you write 🤍

Thanks gorgeous!

cw: discussion of tongue preservation methods? sorry in advance

Spencer Reid x bau!reader ♡ 560 words

You gaze lovingly at your boyfriend as he goes into detail about how to preserve severed tongues.

“So the fact that this unsub is purchasing equipment actually shows a lack of medical expertise, since he seems to be going overboard with preservation measures.” Spencer’s nodding as he talks, a tiny scrunch between his brows. “It’s pretty silly actually. It’s probably only a matter of time until he figures out he just needs to keep them on ice.”

Rossi’s eyebrows raise, and Morgan chuckles quietly.

Spencer blinks, eyes refocusing as he comes out of his brain and back into the conference room. “What?”

“Did you just say the unsub was silly?” Prentiss asks, and his eyebrows refurrow.

“Did I?”

“Let’s stay on task.” Hotch is all business. “If he were as inexperienced as that would suggest, he probably wouldn’t make clean cuts. This skill level indicates some level of expertise.”

“Well, actually, I’m not sure it would necessarily be medical expertise,” you say, cringing at your own knowledge. “The process he’s using doesn’t sound dissimilar to how I think they preserve cow tongues. Maybe he’s preparing them to eat.”

You’re doing your best not to squirm, and Spencer can likely tell, placing a slender hand on your leg under the table. “That’s a good point,” he says, “he could have experience as a chef or in the meatpacking business.”

Prentiss frowns. “Yeah, but how many chefs know how to preserve tongues?”

“Maybe we could start by looking into restaurants that serve those kinds of delicacies,” JJ suggests.

“Good.” Hotch closes his binder, standing. “Garcia, you get started on that and we’ll touch base with you from Atlanta. Wheels up in two hours.”

“Yes sir.” Garcia looks a bit green—you sympathize—as she hurries out of the conference room.

Morgan’s giving you one of his knowing looks, collecting his things extra slow, until finally you sigh. “What?”

“Well, actually,” he mimics, lips curving into a grin. “You and pretty boy must be getting serious if you’re taking on his signature phrase.”

You roll your eyes, but Spencer smiles, looping his crossbody bag over his head. “Actually, language style matching is only one form of mirroring. If you’re paying attention, people who spend a lot of time together can mirror each other down to their breathing rhythms or how many times they blink within a minute.”

You look at him interestedly. “So what does that mean? Just that we’re spending too much time together?”

The look Spencer gives you threatens to liquefy you with its softness. “There’s never too much time.”

Morgan’s laughter is hooting, and you want to find that as cheesy as he does, you really do, but the place within yourself where you usually reach for sarcasm has gone mushy and useless. You rearrange some things in your bag unnecessarily, head down to hide your blush.

“Wow,” Morgan sighs happily, “I don’t know which one of you is more whipped.”

This would normally be your opportunity to think of a retort, but luckily you don’t have to. JJ pops back into the room, looking frowny.

“We just got a call from Atlanta. The unsub killed again overnight.”

Spencer grows serious. “He’s accelerating?”

“Yup.” She nods. “Hotch wants us there now, so it’s wheels up in twenty.”

You and Spencer nod in tandem. “Sick.”

Morgan’s eyes roll straight up to the ceiling.

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kandavers · 8 months

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Doodle Dump!

Hello Kandavers Tumblr Nation! If you can't already tell, I've been absolutely BRAINROTTING over www-related content these past few days HEHE

I've been drawing a lot of his interactions with my Beloved Mutuals' OCs and I thought I'd post it here as a mass post because they're Too Silly and Goofy (and Doodly) AND I WOULD ALSO LIKE TO RAMBLE ABOUT IT PLEASE AND THANK YOU

(Warning! Some of them are mmmildlyyyy suggestive hehe) (As a Treat!)

Characters heads up: Will Wayward by Me! Starii by @dianacoreexe Valentine Hart by @chronnellian Mimix by @sleepyzuku Mori Moonlet by @kawaiialeisha

Here's Mimix, Will and Mori jamming together in their MWM Band (Outfits subject to change HAHA we never really got that far with the Designs save for Mimix (common sleepyzuku slay)):

(Adding a Keep Reading button so that the post won't be too Long!!)

And the slicked back hair WWW I drew just for the occasion:

I KNOW I HAVENT OFFICIALLY POSTED A PROPER WWW X MIMIX SHIP POST BUT I've mentioned before WWW and Mimix are in a relationship, and we have this running joke that Mori would occasionally be a third wheel in their relationship it's HILARIOUS !!!

(cw suggestive:)

And shy Mimix got me so weak HAHA:

It's so cute that Mimix can't handle intimacy that well, so Will always helps him take the initative aaa,,, DO YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN WHEN I SAY I'VE GOT BRAINWORMS

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"Out of everyone in this entire universe" (The first panel is by Diana themselves for context LMAO)

See, we both agreed that Will and Starii would be Adopted siblings! There's a little bit of lore to it, which is Starii is an Alien whose space ship crashed onto Earth when she was Smaller, and Will, being the Space Nerd (tm) he is, he offered to let her Stay with him while he fixed her ship! (And for context, Winnie is Will's biological sister that I have not designed nor planned yet !)

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This one is just so funny to me HAHAHA

(cw: suggestive)

But despite the erm... Physical Admiration 💀 Will has for Valentine, I offer you SOFT and WHOLESOME doodles and they make me SO VERY WEAK I AM SO SOFT FOR THEM ARGHHHH

And bonus kissy,,,,

When they say "I love you" while affectionately gazing at each other like that... ouuuu I think I will Pass Out /pos

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Bonus cute details:

Will used to have just 1 earring pierced on his Left Ear (if I recall correctly 💀 hashtag bad OC creator) but he went to get the other one pierced with Mimix

After meeting Starii, she gave him one of her earrings, so his Right Ear would always have a star-shaped earring! (Don't worry about consistency i literally forget all the time too LOL)

He has one of those succubus-looking tattoos on his tummy 😳😳 Solely because I think it's cute and ZESTY and it has 0 things to do with his character but thats okay. <3

And honestly shout out to All These Artists for feeding my delusions and brainrots at 2-3am even, with their ideas and headcanons too, they got me Giggling and Kicking my Feet and Everything WAAA

I REALLY LOVE HOW I AM ABLE TO CREATE THESE COOL AND MUSHY OC INTERACTIONS WITH THEM <3333 Honestly I love my mutuals so much they're so Amazing hehe

That's the Doodle Dump for Now! Thank you for reading this far and listening to my Deranged Rambles about them !

And last but not least, go follow my Mooties if You havent already 🫵🫵💥‼️‼️ I love You!!! /p

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hearts-4-vicky · 3 months

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hi my loves 😛 back with wony this time!!!🫶🏼

warnings: g!p reader, dom reader, 7th member of ive reader, established relationship, pet names, sub wony, sensitive wony, unnie kink, unprotected sex, squirting, nipple sucking, creampie, masturbation, praise🤫🧏, yujin comes outta no where😭

🙏 not proofread so😝

i feel like wony would DEFINITELY masturbate to her gfs fancams when you’re gone cuz babygirl so needy🥺 but she’d be so loud??? like sweetheart, lets calm it down a bit🥺🙏

While your ‘LOVE DIVE’ fancam was playing in the background, wony had two of her long fingers in her cunt, trying to mimic your rough thrusts but nothing could ever compare to you😔 Before she could add a third, her door opened “Wony? Princess, I’m bac- Oh!” there stood the woman plaguing her mind, you. “You jerking off to me baby? miss me that much huh?“ you smirked, slamming her door shut and walkin toward her, stripping with every step you took, “unnie…. help your princess? please?” wony whined, looking at you with her big, innocent eyes🥺 how could you say no to your babygirl when she was looking at you like that? Not wanting to waste a second, you get between her spread legs and get your cock out of your boxers, resting your tip on her folds. gripping her hips for balance, you look at her flushed face, waiting for approval😘 “tell me what you want baby” she didn’t realize you were even speaking, so focused on your features🥺 like a siren luring a sailor into her trap with her song, you had wonyoung memorized. from your head to your feet, wony loved every bit of it, every bit of you🥺🙏🙏🙏🙏 (me when ME WHEN)

“Baby? you listening?” giving a hip a lil tap, “huh? oh! sorry unnie, you’re just… really pretty” wonyoung whispers with the cutest smile🥺🥺🥺🥺 (i want her) “but, please hurry and fuck me” 😛 leaning forward to whisper in her ear “anything for you, wonyoung.” you hear wony’s breath hitch once you push your hips forward to be deep inside her. grunting at her tightness, you start to move, causing wonyoung to moan with occasional whimpers of pleasure. “takin unnie so good my gorgeous girl, doing so well” you groan into her neck, placing kisses on her every part 🥺with every thrust, you went deeper into wonyoung’s cunt. you move her legs to rest on your shoulders and to be deeper in her. with this new position wonyoungs moans turned into squeals and cries of your name!!!🥺🥺🥺🥺

"a-ah! keep going unnie! stretching me s-soo good!!” her hands found the back of your head, pulling you down to her chest ❤️ circling her hard nipple with your tongue and rubbing the other, never slowing down your pace❤️❤️❤️ it seemed too much for wonys sensitive body as she felt a familiar knot in her stomach🥺🥺🥺🥺

“gah— unnie! s’too much…! s’too m-much for wony!” “c’mon baby, give- ugh, unnie one more? sound so fucking pretty, my girl”

resuming your pounding, wonyoung’s moans get louder, anticipating her release for a second time “unnie! FUCK!” wony had never came that hard ever in her life, tightening with every second passing by “shit, wony! gonna cum in you baby, fill you up with unnie’s cum, doll” with one last slam into wonyoung’s cunt, your cock exploded in her, fucking your load deeper and deeper into her warmth🤫🧏 wonyoungs vision started to get blurry, nearly passing out with every thrust into her sensitive pussy “s’too m-much unnie… s’too much…” she sobbed out, nails digging into your back, drifting off to sleep as your thrust came to a stop🥺 “My gorgeous girl, I love you with all my heart” (ME WHEN ME WHENNNNN) placing soft kisses on her face🥺🥺🥺🥺 pulling her into your arms, you turned so wonyoung was laying on you

“Yo, can I bor- WHAT THE FUCK.” Ive’s leader had walked into quite the sight, a naked, sleeping wonyoung and your cock still in her. “hi yujinnie! what’d you nee— why are you naked-“ “me next right”

hehe silly! me after texting my ex!!! whoops!!!! hahaha😂😂😂😂 (i miss you sm come back pls)

love you guys, stay safe, and dont text ur ex💋

-Vicky

#ive wonyoung #wlw #wonyoung date me #stan ive #vicky thoughts #ride my face wony #jang wonyoung smut #jang wonyoung #wonyoung x reader smut #jang wonyoung x reader #wonyoung x reader #wonyoung smut #wonyoung #ive smut #ive x reader #ive jang wonyoung

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lottiecrabie · 6 months

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I also cannot explain how much I need this including everything you said in the tags hahaha consider this my blurb request!!!!! (ps linecook 2 was insane and so unexpected like what a gift u are ily xx)

Would you rather me camp with a tutor au sign or a linecook v word roleplay sign 🪻

on a weird smut streak dhmu

it starts off as a joke, or at least that’s what you assume. you’re recounting your first time story like a stand-up, treating the awkward fumblings and condom slippings and bloody sheets and the pain as punchlines to your story. matty doesn’t laugh much, but you entertain yourself, tipsy on amaretto sours and the warmth of his hand on your thigh. you get to the dead-fish look just above your eyes before the tell-tale groan and rollover when matty can’t take it anymore.

and it goes like it usually does, dirty speeches about how it wouldn’t have gone like that if your first time had been with him. and, sure, it’s a truth and a fact and a promise, but it doesn’t stop you from mocking him a little for the grandiose sermons.

then he says it. ‘i can show you.’

‘what,’ you say, laughing. ‘you’re gonna stitch me back up and take my virginity again?’

matty doesn’t even crack a smile. he’s taking the subject much more seriously than you would think, especially considering how silly it all is. ‘we can pretend. make it what it should have been.’

you’re taken aback. your fingertip rolls around the rim of the glass, chewing on your lip. ‘you’re seriously suggesting a virginity roleplay?’ matty shrugs. your heart races in your chest, but you aim for another joke. ‘are you never scared of being such a cliche?’

matty grins. ‘no. never.’

so he takes you home, though pushes your hands away when you try to unbutton his pants, blinking up at him in your best virginal doe eyes. he kneels before you instead, claims it’s all about getting used to the feeling. it’s where he stays the whole night, drawing screams and tears out of you until you’re dripping and drooling on the mattress, then kisses your forehead and wishes you a goodnight.

he teases you more and more, never giving you what you want, what you need. you know the trick; get her desperate and cockdrunk before you slide in, and it seems matty reserves a particularly delicious torture for ‘first times’. he croons sweet promises in your ear, fingering you and praising the way your cunt stretches for him, gets used to him, how he can’t wait to be inside of you, how well you’ll take him soon. by the end of it, you’re so pent-up about the idea, you almost forget it’s not actually your first time.

you’re making out on his bed when you grasp his hand, tightening it and blinking up at him. ‘matty. i’m ready.’

he plays it casually, smiling at you, but you sense his heartbeat quicken under your palm. ‘yeah? want me inside of you?’

you pout, moaning, ‘fucking need it.’

he hums. ‘oh, baby. alright. take your shirt off for me.’

you’re undressed in a matter of seconds, kicking off your shorts before he even asks. you wear white lingerie; much better than the nude cotton underwear you had on your first time. it seems you, too, want to rewrite history.

matty grins at you, danger in the spike of his teeth. ‘like a little lamb.’ you shiver as his mouth dances down your body, kissing your skin, and buries between your thighs.

he gets you off like that for a while, of course, because it’s matty. stays until you’re pushing his head away, the bed spinning around you. matty wipes his mouth as he crawls back up, already tugging off his shirt.

it’s when you’re both naked and panting in each other’s mouths that it starts feeling too real. your heart races, apprehension and anxiety and nerves spinning in that hurricane head. you feel exactly like you did the first time, unsure and overwhelmed and excited.

you opt for another joke to crack the tension. fluttering your eyelashes at him, you say, ‘i don’t know if it’s gonna fit.’

‘we’ll go slow.’

you wrap your hand around his hard cock, stroking gently. ‘i’ve never done this before.’ your thumb swipes his tip. ‘it’s so big.’

matty halts your hand with his own, prying it away and crossing both your fingers together beside your head. ‘i won’t hurt you,’ he says, gentle. your throat closes up. he doesn’t want to joke.

you dig your nails into his shoulder as his tip teases your entrance. you hold your breath, nervous, as though readying for a pain that you know won’t come. you blink up at the ceiling.

‘look at me,’ matty whispers. you lock eyes with him, with the reassuring gaze. velvety, sugary. his hand grasps yours firmer. he slides in.

and, no, of course it doesn’t hurt. but you gasp anyway, like an inherent mental reaction. he goes slowly, inch by inch. you moan, throbbing around his length.

he lays there, kissing your face, immobile. you take several breaths, adjusting to him, to the emotion building in your throat. ‘you ready, sweet girl?’

‘yeah,’ you whisper. ‘you can move.’

he slides out and it’s meteoric, rippling pleasure through your sweaty body. you moan his name, digging your hands in every inch of his skin you can find.

‘you’re fucking perfect,’ he moans in your ear. ‘taking me so well. fuckin’ squeezing me.’ as if on cue, you clench around him, a wave of pleasure swallowing you as he hits deep and true.

‘do you feel good, princess?’ you nod, too hazy to form words. his hand sneaks between your bodies, rubbing at your clit. you gasp his name. ‘better?’

‘yes.’

‘i’m gonna make you feel good. you’ll see.’ he kisses your shoulder, licking up your collarbone. ‘this is sex.’

you throb around him, closing your eyes and seeing stars. ‘fuck,’ you cry. ‘matty, i need more.’

he coos at you, kissing your neck. ‘it’s okay, baby. trust me.’ he speeds his thumb, but doesn’t slam into you like you’re silently begging for. ‘don’t want to hurt you. we need to go slow.’

‘i won’t break.’

‘i know better.’ you huff, rolling your head back, letting yourself be washed by the ecstasy he does masterfully pull out of you.

it’s a slow, gentle fuck like you never do. you bury your hand into his hair and tug him to your face, kissing him until you’re out of air. until you’re drowning in him.

matty only breaks the kiss to whisper-pant, ‘they wish they could have you.’ he licks into your mouth, starved. ‘they all fucking think about you. but they won’t get it.’ he kisses your chin, your jaw, your cheek. ‘won’t have you. only me.’

you nod. ‘only ever you.’ his thumb speeds at your bundle of nerves. deep strokes hit you, burying and burying.

‘i’m the only one who’s ever gonna know you like this. i’m the only one who’s ever gonna fuck you.’

‘yes!’ you scream, delirious. pleasure pulls at you, pressing and insistent. you tremble under him, tighten your hand around his in warning.

‘don’t need others when i treat you this well.’

and you don’t like the weird emotion building in your chest, your throat, your head. instead, you plead, ‘make me come.’

‘oh, don’t you fucking worry.’

he rubs and fucks and kisses until you’re melting into his arm, the loose letters of his name falling down your chin. he gets you there, right there, and then makes you look him in the eyes as you fall apart for him.

the sight gets him crazed. he fucks you harder, ready and greedy. ‘fucking love this cunt.’ he kisses you. ‘love it. love you. fuck—‘ he comes with a shake and spills into you.

you lay there, heart racing, mouths panting. you gently stroke his hair. there’s a strange peace in the room. time suspends, still unreal, still pretending.

it’s the best first time you’ve ever had.

#blurb #ask #smut #crablurb #matty healy smut

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minimallyminnie · 6 months

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Pick Your Poison Please!

Sorry for being late to this dance @nian-7! Here we are!

Akito Shinonome

Ah yes, as usual your boyfriend is taking a lot longer to come.

It’s Halloween! You’re supposed to go terrorize some people around the streets! Where is he?!

You sigh and was about to go knock on his home do—

“Well hello there—.”

Heart racing with surprise and adrenaline, you spin and punch the person right in their face. Looking down you can wonder who it was until

You see your boyfriend knocked out on the floor

“Oh my god! Akito?! Great mummy outfit but what the hell!?”

“Sorry…didn’t…expect to get knocked…down…by my own significant other…”

Rolling your eyes, you help him up and he leans on you. You’re worried for a second before he leans in and kisses your cheek smugly

His costume bandages might cover half his face, save his eye but you can see the half sober expression that clearly shows him being smug

You blush and groan before hauling his ass inside the house to get a bag of ice. Scaring people can wait for a few minutes.

“I’m doing this cause I feel bad for punching you.”

“Nuh-uhh…’ou looooveeee meee~”

“…Are you sure you wanna go with me scaring people? Are you concussed?”

“Nahhh...”

Touya Aoyagi

Your soft spoken and kind hearted boyfriend got…lost. In a festival. That was at the park

Whoops?

He usually isn’t around too many people so you go look where there’s a rarely any people at the edge of the park border

Leaning your shoulder against the wall while being careful with your costume, you fish your phone out and try to call him

You flinch when you feel arms around your waist and a head on your shoulder

Turning your head, you see Touya smiling with relief as he looks at you. His deep red cape felt soft and velvety when you touched it

“Well hello there dragon boy, where have you been?”

“Mmm…I saw a kitty trying to get out here so I helped it. I ended up getting lost but I stayed here cause I knew you’d come find me.”

You laugh and nod. “Why yes I did! You’re the only person who can get lost in the park or something silly.”

The dual haired man smiled at your laugh and kissed your head

“I saw a stall game that had some keychains. Should we get ones for each other?”

“Yes! Of course!”

You both walk back to the festival.

And of course..you’re holding his gloves hand tightly. Who knows if you’ll lose him again?!

Tsukasa Tenma

Bombastic side eye

Long hair? Tsukasa? No way! You couldn’t believe it!

But in a very Tsukasaesque, he posed and told you that he indeed could

…A wig? Extensions? Tsukasa rarely wore them even in his shows

Your jaw actually drops when you see him walk out his house with THE MOST LONGEST PONYTAIL ON EARTH?!?

LIKE HUH?!

“Hahaha! Behold! It is I! Dragon Star Tsukasa Tenma! Yours truly!”

You blinked before touching his hair

It was his color and it felt so real.

But best of all? HE LOOKED SO AMAZING!!!

His horns, outfit, hair, chef’s kiss

“You look…amazing Tsukasa.”

His eyes widened and he huffed in pride and excitement

“Haha! Well, it is expected as a star like me! You look amazing as well!”

He strikes a pose and you laugh at him. He holds your hand and then the door for you before walking out

While he says he expected the compliment, you can see how his face is glowing with delight and excitement

“Let us collect as much candy as we can! I want to bring some back for our friends and pass some out next time there’s kids at our next show!”

“Can’t wait Tsukasa.” And he sees your bright grin

He can’t help but kiss you on your forehead and laugh

Rui Kamishiro

You hummed as you waited on the bench where your boyfriend told you to meet up at

Holding a basket in your hand, you waited for him as you mindlessly swiped through your phone. Ooh! A new GUMI song! Better listen to it later.

Then, a cape sheet enveloped your face and you would be shocked but Rui has done this too many times already

“If you say boo, we’re breaking up.”

“Uh…uh…surprise?”

Peeking out from the red cape you shot a smile at Rui

“Wow! Sorcerer!”

He sat besides you and showed the outfit off

You brushed your hands across the fine details as he explained how he made it

“I bought some lower quality thread to embroider this part and higher quality towards this part to make it look similar but something is off, just like a sorcerer! Confusing isn’t it my dear~?”

You nod. “Confusing but, I love it!”

He gave a grin and adjusted his glasses

Brushing strands of his hair off to the side, you’re met with a kiss to your hand

“You look quite lovely as well my dear! Tell me about your costume!”

He held your hand and stood up with you, walking and talking while going to trick or treat.

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fuxuannie · 10 months

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↳ pairing : miles morales x g-neutral reader

↳ synopsis : a complicated crush

↳ authors note : theres someone named 'milestokilometers' (?) thats always in my notifs whenever i post miles and i find it really funny HAHAHA an old draft (like, i wrote this the day i watched atsv), wanted to get it out of the way

The first time you encounter the spider-boy was on a particularly stressful day. You just finished texting Miles that you needed a breather and wanted to hang ontop of your apartment rooftop for a few hours, just to clear your mind.

To your surprise, it seemed like the Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman coincidentally swung by your rooftop and needed a break too.

That sparked a rather.. interesting dynamic between the both of you. You were sort of taken aback on how fond Spiderman seemed of you, since he'd visit almost every other day.

For starters, hugs seemed to last far longer than they needed to when it came to you. You've seen his public appearances, how the exchange seemed to last a mere second with his fans. However with you, it lingers. It stays for almost two seconds longer and almost as if he's starved of such affection.

Secondly was the way he'd swing by at the most random and ungodly hours of the night to knock at your window and go; "I made you a playlist :)" while you just have to let him in and listen to the whole thing with him. You have no idea how he knows that you barely sleep either.

Thirdly is the way he'll always try to put a smile on your face. It'll always be your favorite thing whenever there's a silly thing going on and he looks at you to see if you saw it too, just so he'll see you laugh and laugh along with you.

And one of the more embarassing things to mention were the public appearances. You and Spiderman often went on hangouts, (he called them dates and you unintentionally friendzoned him) and even if you do your absolute best to avoid it, you'll always find paparazzi spotting the both of you. But even amidst the crowd, you can see how his attention is fixed on you. As if nothing could break his gaze if attempted.

You won't ever forget the time that Miles, your best friend and long term crush asked where you got the keychain on your bag from (which was a gift from Spiderman after he pointed at matching keychains and practically declared to everyone in the store he was buying it for you) and you answered: "Someone special to me." You noticed a bit of a glint or glow in his eyes, almost as if he was happy for you.. for some reason.

Though you did admit you found it a little strange.. your best friends sudden Q&A sessions about Spiderman, you mean.

"What do you think about Spiderman?"

"Pretty cool superhero, amiright?"

"His costume does NOT look like hes bleeding from his armpits, surely you'll agree?"

You find it odd but brush it off, at least you're done with class for the day and get to meet with the center topic of every question Miles has asked you today.

"Spiderman." Smiling as he swung onto your rooftop, he arrives on time with the same flashy landing. "(name)!" There he goes to practically tackle you into a hug, squeezing you tightly as you can see the joy in his eyes. "I know that it's only been a few minu- ahem. hours.. since we last saw each other, it's been so lonely!"

You raise a brow in amusement, chuckling a little at his antics. "Aren't you the Spiderman? I'm sure you have a lot of friends or fans who'd love to see you." You inquired but he shakes his head a little and sighs.

"Well yeah.. of course I do, but you're the one I wanna spend time with."

"..That's so unbelievably cheesy-"

"Shut up!" He demands, causing you to laugh at his almost instant embarassment. "You know, my best friend was asking so much about you.. I think he's your biggest fan." You add to the conversation, leaning against a safety fence as he chuckled. "Really? What gives you that idea?"

You huff and cross your arms. "Just.. weird questions. What I think of you, if you're cool and if your costume looked like you were bleeding out if your armpits."

"What did you answer?"

"I didn't answer any of them," You say with a huff, already feeling a headache coming in right after recalling that memory. "But I do think you're bleeding out of your armpits."

"RUDE."

It doesn't take a genius to tell he's unamused even under the mask, how his eyes looked spoke enough volumes. The iconic 'are you serious.' look was evident enough and it makes you giggle, giving him a light nudge. "I'm kiddinggg... kind of."

Spiderman chuckles and crosses his arms, looking at your fit of giggles and smiling softly under his mask. "Cute."

"I'm curious.. you talk about this friend of yours alot.. Miles, isn't it? What's he like?" He asks curiously, knowing damn well he just wants to hear what you say about him to other people. Was this the best way to do it? Not exactly, but curiosity kills the cat.. or whatever the saying is.

"Did I not tell you about him? Well.. he's a bit of a clutz.. rather clumsy at times, usually bumping into me or something.."

Miles was going to pretend he doesn't know the reason he does that is to just be able to be super close to you.

"Sometimes he's a little bit reckless, usually a very messy guy and leaves a mess whenever he goes over to my house.. However, despite all of that.. I really really like him."

What.

"You like m- Miles ???"

He watches you smile fondly at the sky. "Yeah. A lot."

If only you could see the face he's making under that mask, a mix of fluster and absolute joy at those words. You actually liked him. "Well.. what stops you from telling him?" Miles inquired, watching you sigh and bury your head into your hands. "And what? Get badly rejected and lose my best friend? Nah man.. I can't lose him, not like that."

"Hey, look at me."

He places his hands on your shoulders, making you look right at him as he gives you a reassuring squeeze. "You don't have to be so afraid, I don't think there's much to lose.. who knows? Maybe he feels the same."

You chuckle a little at the idea, completely clueless to how excited Miles was gonna be once he gets that text from you. "Thanks, Spiderman."

"You're welcome."

#˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ bailu's candy stash #atsv x reader #spiderverse x reader #spiderman atsv x reader #spiderman x reader #miles morales x reader #miles morales x you #miles morales imagines #miles x reader

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macsimagines · 7 months

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Mitusya, Hakkai and Mikey when they find out that their darling already has a boyfriend, sorry for the trouble

this has been in my ask for a little while thank you for your paitence!!!

TW: YANDERE BEHAVIOR, MINORS DNI, VIOLENCE AND MANIPULATION

Yandere!Mitsuya Takashi

Knew about your boyfriend from the start and is neither impressed nor deterred. He's seen the chump you're wasting your time on and he isn't in the least bit worried.

He knows for a fact that he can take him in a fight, and if it come down to it he'll probably just beat him until he agrees to leave you alone.

But Mitsuya is smart. He knows he doesn't have to do much to push you into his arms. He can make problems when there are none.

Your boyfriend hates the fact that you're so close to Mitsuya, and he plays into this. "I mean, its just weird he's so posessive of you, Y/N. Like you aren't even allowed to have friends? That's just a red flag."

He's so good at gaslighting your man and making him look like the bad guy that when you break up its like you dodged a bullet instead of walking right into one.

"Its ok Y/N, he didn't deserve you. Not like I do."

Yandere!Hakkai Shiba

He doesn't like cheating, darling. You two were soulmates, bound to each other by the very fabric of the universe itself. He knew the day he saw you and you smiled at him that you were a match made in heaven.

But the fact that you went and got yourself someone new? When you had him? Well it was almost unforgivable. Hakkai knows better though. You were seduced by this other man.

Hakkai is a real man. He can fix this and restore your honor. This other guy had better be prepared for the beating of his life! Which of course he isn't, since our blue haired giant is a complete beast when he wants to be...

Your boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend, barely puts up any fight. He doesn't even try to stay with you, doesn't even give you any explanation at all for why he's suddenly breaking up with you.

And you're left so sad and heart broken until the very next day when you receive a letter from someone referring to themselves as your Soulmate.

I took care of the problem, Y/N. Now no one can get in between us. Don't make the same mistake twice. -Your One True Love

Yandere!Manjiro Sano (AKA Mikey)

"Boyfriend? Hahaha, noyoufuckingdon't."

Ya it's not going to fly with Mikey, he's going to make sure you and that guy are over and that your boyfriend is never going to so much as look at you ever again.

He doesn't bother beating the shit out of your supposed man, he has underlings for that. Also he doesn't want to kill him. I mean he really does, but he doesn't want to scare you too bad.

Makes sure you're with him when it happens and makes sure you're having a really good time. Or at least forcing you too. "See name, isn't this fun? I'll let you have a bite of my icecream~ Let you go? Don't be silly. We're having fun."

When he finally does release from your date (AKA day of captivity) you hear about how your boyfriend had ended up in the hospital, after having been jumped by a rabid gang.

He won't even see you in the hospital, his parents are out right screaming at you saying this is all your fault, and now even your friends are scared to around you.

"Aww~ Y/N... Don't be sad. You have me! And I got lots of friends you can meet and hang out with. Only when were together though, which will be all the time, so you'll never be alone!"

Was very outright and in your face about how he wanted you for himself and how he was going to make it happen. Silly you for not believing him when he said; "No one else can have you."

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere manjiro sano #yandere mikey sano #yandere hakkai shiba #yandere mitsuya #yandere mitsuya takashi

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dopscratch · 9 months

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My Slugcat Designs

gaze upon the glory of my slugcats, i have gone full mollusk :)

feel free to use with credit! also show me if you do hahaha

fun design details/headcanons under the break

edit: find out why they're all tubemammals instead of felines here

All of them are mostly Smooth Creatures, no fur in sight. Also all of their limbs can be retracted into their bodies because slug. They each have a maximum of 3 fingers and 2 toes, though some have none at all. They are all toothless and instead possess radulae. Some have beaks and some don't, but I haven't decided which ones. The hunter is the only one with a confirmed beak. Beaks are all dark in color.

Monk is Tall because I said so. Lonk. Also I noticed its tentacles are slightly larger than survivors. Also I like the tall little sibling thing because it's funny to me.

Survivor is very average all around. Maybe slightly on the short side.

Hunter is squid. That is all (Not really). Hunter is an absolute beast and I really liked the idea of rotating colossal squid hooks instead of claws. Also squid worked really well for its long legs form :) Edit: As its rot progresses, its orangey color fades (read: parts of its skin start peeling off) and it becomes pinker like its ingame sprite until it becomes that sickly pink of Hunter Long Legs!

I thought the Spanish Dancer really invoked the tattered ribbons of the explosion spears. Also I know it's an aquatic slug and Artificer is terrible in water but I think the flailing to swim around really fits it haha. Also its a skunk because of the whole chemical weapon theme.

Gourmand is an absolute unit. It is very round. I don't have much else to say about it.

I love axolotls but they're overrated, so instead of having the gills of everyone's favorite neotenic Mexican salamander, Rivulet is an octopus. It can use the pink tentacles around its face to hide its big silly eyes if its scared. It can also stretch them out to look bigger. the space in between is webbed, just like in an octopus, though the webbing is not always visible when the tentacles are folded back or in a relaxed position. It has suckers on the back edges and can twist the tentacles around if it wants to use them to grab or hold something near its face. Its arms and legs can extend to great lengths but they cannot support Rivulet on land very well so they usually stay short then (or will only push it up a short height). A siphon on its underside lets it move faster underwater and it may spray water with it playfully.

Spearmaster is also very long like Monk. The spears are pulled from underneath the shell rather than straight out of the tail.

Saint is a sea sheep, complete with the silly closely placed eyes. Its "tongue" is just a tentacle. Also it's short. And a raccoon because I just felt like it fits.

Nightcat is a scaly-foot gastropod because I said so. I think that since it's a pretty mysterious creature it can get a pretty mysterious feature, though with a generally basic silhouette.

Enot/Inv/???/whatever you wanna call it is just cuttlefish. A wild, crazy creature whose colors, shape, number of arms, and texture are never consistent. It is dense and will not float well. Usually its tentacles and limbs have a bit of a curl to the ends.

I think a flamboyant cuttlefish was perfect for its design, and I chose a yellow mongoose because a) silly creature and b) it's not actually a mustelid so it kinda fits how incredibly weird this guy is.

and that is all, hope you enjoy my slugcats.

#slugcats #rain world #rain world slugcat #slugcat designs #mollusctelids #dop's slugcats #rain world headcanons #rain world downpour #rain world downpour spoilers #slugcats are polecats #slugcats are mustelids #slugcats are slugs #trashmann treasure #rancid ramble

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agirlwholovesrockstars · 5 months

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you're Gareth's.... WHAT?!?

★ EDDIE MUNSON'S MASTERLIST ★

❣ AGATHA'S MAIN PAGE ❣

summary : Eddie is furious seeing you with someone else after you told him, he's the first ever guy that you became friends with.... surprise at the end! 🤫

warnings : 18+ Eddie Munson x FEM!reader, language, reader and Eddie are both 20, Gareth is 18, use of y/n, Eddie will might be so mean to reader but she doesn't mind it lmao, a very fun mini fic hehe

what to expect : angst at first and fluff at the end 🤭 some comedy parts as well

note to reader : I think I'm just gonna focus more on my mini fics as for now hahaha I really need to finish my degree or else it would finish me 🥲

author note : help- can you imagine Eddie being absolutely an asshole to you for completely misunderstood the situation and you're just like 😂

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"Oh, it's you again" you say as you fixed the music tapes on the table

A mischievous smile is sitting on his face as he says "Aww- you're not happy to see me?"

"I'm working, Eddie" you replied as you directly look on to his eyes

You move over aside to arrange the vinyls alphabetically, he followed you

You shake your head to his mannerisms but a fond smile is now on your face

"Come on, Y/N- can we hang out later?" He begs with that "you can't say no" freaking eyes are now staring at you

You sigh "Alright, fine- Eddie- baby" you tease as you pinch his cheeks

Eddie suddenly felt this hot raging fire on his whole body at that moment

You left him on the aisle, giggling to yourself after you saw him, frozen dead cold on the same spot- he can't move

He always liked you but he never dares to try ruin his first friendship with a girl

You always liked him too- despite his facade persona to scare away bullies, he is one of a kind, heart of gold guy you've ever met

He met you in the same place, the place that you work, the only record store in Hawkins, Indiana

You moved last year and ever since he laid his eyes you- he knew that you're the one

He can't believe that you accepted him as a friend- at first he'll thought you'd be so rude to him because of his appearance and of course he always got his insecurities get the best of him- he thought you're too good for him

Way out of his league

But after he learned about your personality and you've never looked at him in the eyes of judgement and you always speak with so much honesty whenever you talk to him

He felt safe and he can fully trust you

He never expected that you and him will be friends, they way you both clicked- he thought he was just dreaming

Still, it's unbelievable to him that he's the first ever guy that you ever had as a friend

"Dumb pricks" he said to himself

Eddie followed you everywhere you go while you're work- sometimes he is absolutely so insufferable but most of the time? You don't mind it

Maybe being steady or keep calm don't exist on his system whenever you're around

He is always and never did once stayed away from your sleeve

It's so silly but so cute at the same time

When you feel worried, mad, frustrated, sad, he's just right there for you and you'll do the same thing with him

He's just.... the best

You approach him with a sweet smile "Eddie, come on" you reach for his hand, you tug him with you as he automatically intertwined his hold with you

You both went to the backdoor, you gave him a wrapped up present

He furrow his brows at you, instantly observing the thing that you just gave him

"No tricks?" He inspects the entirety of it

"No tricks, this time- Ed's" you winked

He raises his eyebrows at you

"I'm serious, Eddie just open it before I lose it" your excited face falls out of annoyance

He tear the wrapper and he almost fell down as you hold him by his shoulders

"You- what?! Y/N!" He laughs happily as he covers his mouth in shock

"Shh!" You whisper-shout "it just got here yesterday, every employee gets a free vinyl- but instead I'm gonna give this one to you"

You giggled as you watch him completely haywire over the gift that you just give him

"Metallica : Master Of Puppets" Album

"Y/N, sweetheart" he utterly speechless in front of you

"You're welcome!" You smiled widely at him

He hugged you as he breathes on the crook of your neck as he held the back of your head

You melt with it

He whispers to your ear "I adore you so much, Y/N- thank you"

You hummed, he pulled back as he offers his arm to you

You both inhale the pepperoni pizza and root beer float

He gave you the last slice as he finishes his drink

He smirks "Hey, Y/N"

"Yeah?" you reply as you continue to chew

"Close your eyes" he says to you

You squint your eyes at him "Eddie- if this is a joke- I'm gonna get your ass-"

He frowns "I promise- it's not a joke!"

You roll your eyes at him

He grew frustrated "Just. Close. Your. Damn. Eyes"

You swallowed your food "Okay, fine"

You could hear him picking out of his leather jacket

"Give me your hand" he announces

You knit your brows together

"Ah! No peeking!"

You chuckled "Right, okay"

When he puts something on the palm of your hand, it almost felt like a piece of paper

"Now, open your eyes"

It is a piece of paper

You intently watch him

"Take a look" he smirks at you

Oh- gosh- you know that look

You braced yourself

The moment you see "Jim Henson's Labyrinth starring David Bowie and Jennifer Connelly"

You squealed in excitement as he throws his head back in laughter

You say sorry for the disturb customers but you can't help it

"Movie tickets?" You say with a gleeful smile

You noticed it's two tickets

"You bought two?" You held up the two tickets, your genuine smile still lingers

He starts to become shy and he wishes that his cheeks are not flaming red, but it does

"Uh- I bought two just in case- if- if you want someone else to come with you" he stammers as he can't hold his gaze on you

"Eddie is the only one who can make flustered look adorable" you think to yourself

Your eyes soften, you get up as he watches you go sat right next to him

"My dear Eddie- you know I don't have a lot of friends- you're coming with me!" You tap his nose

He purses his lips as he can't form the words that he wanted to say to you

You lay your head against his shoulder as he gulped- he must keep his compsure being this close to you

"Happy Friendship Anniversary, Ed's"

You already graduated and he's only got one year left to finish, so you're helping him

"So, how's the campaign?" You asked him

You know how passionate he is whenever it's about his love for his favorite game

"Fucking Awesome!" He exclaims as you laugh at his antics

He goes all the way talking about how it happened and about his new friend that he just forgot to mention his name, he just loves that you really do care about his most beloved stuff

Whenever it's about music, film or D&D- you are there present- listening to him

Eddie finished his school works nicely done, without your help- he wouldn't be able to get through this far, he will make that snatching his diploma into a reality

He can feel it, 1986 is definitely his year

He's about to tell you how his day went until he saw someone with you

His heart dropped to his stomach when he continues to watch you

Why is he feeling like this, you're not even his

Why does he feel jealous?

You hugged and kissed the guy on the cheek that he just called his new friend, few days ago

And a new found band member for Corroded Coffin

He is now regretting his decisions, he wished that guy that you're holding right now didn't exist in the first place

He's staring at him like it he was about to disintegrated into ashes

He left as soon as possible he doesn't wanna stay there for too long

You got confused every 3pm- Eddie visits you and you're both get home together when your shift is finished

You two should've been eating dinner by now

Maybe, he's just busy studying for the finals

You haven't seen or heard anything from him ever since he didn't showed up to your usual routine together

Until

"Hey!" You can finally spot him at your favorite ice cream place

When he doesn't receive your energy back at you, your face falls as you walk slowly towards him

Something in the air feels different

He doesn't even acknowledge your presence

Whatever this is, you don't take it by heart

You sat down across from him, you tried to look for his eyes but he keeps avoiding it

You already seen him get mad but... this is more than just being upset over unnecessary stuff

"Eddie? Is there something wrong?" You ask him softly

"Isn't it obvious?" He snaps at you

The moment he finally looks at you, piercing cold glare that he gives you, it shocks you

Still, you won't take this by the heart

"Eddie, you know could tell me anything? What's wrong? What is going on with you? I missed you- you didn't even called me back for days!" You reached for his hand but he moved away

You frown, you still don't understand where this is behavior coming from

"Will you just leave me alone?!?" He spits at you angrily- he stormed off

You're dumbfounded with mouthing hanging open

This is the very first time that he did this to you and you want to know why

You followed him, you reached for his arm but he yank it off

"Eddie- I'm trying to help you! What the hell is wrong with you?!?" You shout at him

He halts his tracks and turns to look back at you

He's shooting daggers at you with his glare as he walked back at you

"I don't fucking know? Maybe you should ask your boyfriend" he retorts

You crossed your arms against your chest- you laugh incredulously "Are you born yesterday? Eddie?! I don't have a boyfriend you know that!"

He scoffs "Sure, yeah, Whatever you say, Y/N- good fucking night" he left with that, leaving you alone in the streets

If things are not serious, Eddie think you're cute with that angry pout that you just did

You almost missed the sentence that he just let it falls between his lips

He's acting like this because he thought you had a boyfriend?

Oh my, my, my.... He is jealous

You went home afterwards after your weird argument with Eddie

You just had a thought that maybe... Eddie encountered your....

"Hey, Gareth" You called at him while he is resting comfortably on the sofa watching cartoons

"Yeah?" He glanced at you while devouring buttered popcorn

"Can I talk to you for a sec?"

"Yes" he got up and he switched off the TV

You remove your sling bag and you pulled your cardigan sleeves up and then heat up the chicken noodle soup that your mom prepared earlier

He sats himself in the front of the table facing you

"Okay, tell me what is it, Y/N?" He asks with a mouthful of popcorn

You rest your palms on the table leaning forward

"You're a new student right?"

"Yeah" he furrows his brows

"and you told me, you already found a new friend"

"Yeah?" He chews slowly

"you also mentioned that he wants you to become their drummer"

"Yeah?" He is so confused

"you're late for dinner few days ago because you told me that you attended an D&D campaign"

"Y-Yeah, what? Where is this leading to?" He pushes away his popcorn bowl

"Your dungeon master might've been..... Eddie Munson?" You duck your head down and slowly raising to see his reaction

"Oh! Yeah! That's right! That's him!" His eyes sparkled immediately, the moment you mentioned his name

Both of them forgot to mention of the names of the people that just they met- too excited for the fun happiness moments to spill

You rubbed your eyes using your index and your thumb finger but a smirk sitting on your face

Gareth notices it and as he says "Wait- isn't that your?-"

"My bestfriend? yeah" you shrug

He finally understands the situation "Don't tell me something happened-"

"It already did" you say with a sigh as you turn off the heat and grabbed a bowl as you pour the delicious soup that is waiting for your taste buds to devour

He laughs "So- wait- you both got into an argument because he thought I was your boyfriend?!"

You nod as you laughed at him as well

"Who's gotta tell him?" He smirks at you and you grin at him as you ruffle his hair

"I'll handle it, just pretend that you didn't know anything" you wink at him as he agrees to this little mischievous plan

You're so amused at this and you're enjoying at the thought of Eddie is absolutely so freaking possessive and jealous with you

Jeff knits his brows together at his friend

"You're been acting weird a lot lately" he says to him

"Piss off, Jeff!" He grumbles

"Woah- there, my bad" he throws his hands up in surrender

Gareth spots the two of them until he gets the chance to tell Jeff why

Both of them shared knowing looks and smirks

Jeff pushes Gareth away as he tries to run off

Eddie came back with a sandwich as he eats it with no energy, staring at the space for hours

Jeff stifled a huge fit of laugh as he watches his friend

He leans over closer to him "You seriously have no idea do you?"

Eddie stopped chewing his food as furrow his brows at his friend

An eat-shiting grin on his face "Maybe try to learn the situation first before assuming" he raises his eyebrows at his friend

He swallowed as he rolls his eyes at him, but he takes his words carefully

"Eddie!" You start banging on his front doorstep on his trailer

He standing still on the closed door as he huffed

"Christ! Eddie- I know you're in there!"

A moment of silence goes on and on

You clicked your tongue "Fine, I'll just go back home with my boyfriend" you turned around to leave

You smile to yourself and it worked- he swing the door open, almost breaking the door for open it wide- he stepped outside

Oh- shit- he is just wearing black sando and gray sweatpants, he looked good

You're only wearing a hanging blouse, denim shorts and a jacket- you hair falls so easily pretty

He never looked at you for days and he missed seeing your beautiful face

You squealed in excitement as you wrapped your arms around him

He wants to hug you so bad but pride get the best of him as he only pats your back unenthusiastically

You scoffed "What's your damage, Eddie?" you pulled back as you rest your hands on your hips

He is now missing your warmth and touch- my god- your scent is addicting

"If you're mad at me just fucking say it to my face!"

He steps forward at you as he takes a deep breath, he looks straight into your eyes

"You lied to me, you told me for the first time we've met- I was the only guy that you ever talked to or even connected genuinely, I know it's only been a year of our friendship but it felt so right and real to me"

Your eyes soften with his words until

"But that fucking guy you're with, the one that I saw- I know you don't deserved to be treated like this but I am pushing you away now before you could hurt me"

You tried to kept your cool as possible but you can't help but feel amused by this....

He really does love you isn't he?

But you want him to pour it all out for you, completely unfiltered

"Am I still your friend or not?" You bite back

"No- I don't think so" he laughs in disbelief

"Then what are we?!" You step closer

You can feel it- he is fighting back but you want him to say it

Do it, Eddie- just fucking do it

You sigh in defeat as you turn your heel around and walk away, he takes your hand

"I want us to be-" he blurted out

You squint your eyes at him "To be what?"

He shakes his head at you as he thinks to rephrase his choice of words

"I love you, Y/N!" He yells it all out the moment he can feel that your hand is slipping off from his grip

You look back his eyes are longing for you

But he frowns after his confession, he ducks his head down- he looks he's about to cry

"I understand- you got yourself a boyfriend and I'm willing to be your just-"

You're taken him aback as you pulled him by his shoulders

You kissed him, his eyes might bulging out of his skull of what you just did

He breathes heavily but finally got taken control of his system as he grabs you by the waist, you gasp as he deepens the kiss

He is the happiest man alive

You smile through the kiss and you throw your arms around him and you can tell by the way he moves his lips onto you, desperate to feel your lips onto his and to taste you

He cuts off the sweet moment as he looks at you directly and watching you closely

You tilt your head at him as finally let out laughter that has been fighting out of your mouth

He is confused but a crooked smile is growing on his lips

"What's so funny?"

You're still laughing as you moved yourself closer to him, you give him one more peck to his lips

Your laughter died down but still you're giggling

He raises both of his brows begging for an answer

"Eddie, my baby" you play with his lavish long brown hair bangs

His hands still rests on your waist, he's watching you lovingly

"Gareth is the one that you're mad at? Right?"

His forehead easily scrunches up at his name as he nod

You pursed your lips as you begin to say

"He's my cousin, Eddie"

You started to laugh again as you take in his expression of hit of moment realization

His hold you on falls as his legs starts to wobble as he takes his seat

He is still wide-eyed as he looks at you

"Are you being serious?"

"Yes, I am, Eddie"

He smirked and still feel a hint of hurt the way you played him in the most infuriating scheme ever

"You got me all feeling dumb, sweetheart, that is one of a hell tricks that you've ever done"

You bowed down at him jokingly "No worries- about the past night- I just wanted to know-"

"To know about what?"

"That you're saying the truth about your feelings" you shyly say

He smiles at you feeling relieved that he belonged to you after all of this time

You crouch down at him and this time he kissed you unexpectedly and you give it back at him

He holds your cheek and runs his thumb over it

"I love you too, Eddie" you say to him

Oh- his eyes shines so bright at the time he heard those words that he's been waiting for his entire life

As much as you want don't want the moment to be over you announced

"I'm gonna be late for work" you stand up as he stands up as well

He tuts as he blocks your way "Ah-Ah! You're not going anywhere" his eyes darkened and your breath gets hitched at the tone of his voice

You chuckled "Eddie! I might get fired!" He tugged your hand on the way into the front door

"Nah- call it a day off- just say that you're sick" as he licks his lips and rolls his eyes as you look at him innocently

"You're not going to get away from this, Y/N after you what you just told me that you love me!"

He says dramatically as you snorted at his actions like he's going to die when you're not with him

The moment he lets go of his grip on you, you ran off and he chases you as you shrieked by the time he carried you away from the behind

He gets inside, ignoring your protests and puts you down on your feet as he kicks the door shut

You both stare at each other, hearts full of love and joy as you both share the same smiles at each other

He happily hugs you as kisses you so slowly and so heartwarming

He flashes you with those doe eyes again

"Stay with me? Please?" He finally says as he kept his eyes on you

"Alright, Ed's- I'll stay with you" you giggle

He cheers in victory as he swooped off your feet as he captures your lips to kiss again

#eddie munson x fem! reader #eddie munson supremacy #eddie munson #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x fem!reader #stranger things 4 #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie x fem!reader #agirwholovesrockstarsfics #gareth stranger things

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kaerichan-yatta · 3 days

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Prohibite no longer.

(Alastor & Rosie)

Summary: Not only he teases, not only he constantly smiles, not only he hates technology, not only he loves his mother. Oh no, he has much bigger reactions, when he's in the specific mood... A/N: first Hazbin Hotel fic!! Don't hate, just correct in case<3 Enjoy!

"My, God must've had a ton of fun in making you so sensitive, darling..."

Gosh, how much he was feeling stupid. The Radio Demon himself, Alastor, one of the most powerful and dangerous beings in hell...now reduced to a fit of giggles and, surprising his friend as well, with a good layer blush on his cheeks.

"D-Don't say thahahat...it's even more e-embarassing..."

"Oh! Embarassing...why dear, you look like you're enjoying yourself quite a bit, no?"

Well, in a way or another, deep inside, he was.

"Rohohosie..."

"There you go! It's always music to my ears to hear you giggle!"

The deer demon scrunched up his nose and his usual grin extended to his, well...where human ears would be. Rosie beamed, keeping her playful assault. Her nails skittered along his ribs, up and down his sides, eventually reaching his upper ribs close to his armpits. And that was the absolute worst for him, but being honest-

"Just remember you asked for it, dear..."

Exactly. Alastor had been in a mood for way too long, and of course the way he had decided to write down his own destiny was by taking off his coat and sitting on the sofa beside Rosie with the arm on the headrest, leaving his torso unprotected.

"I- gah! I knohohow..."

"Oh? Would it tickle you more if I were to pinch here? Or give it a small squeeze there? Ah, who am I kidding...of course it does!"

Alastor's body gently squirmed side to side. Rosie's touch being so delicate, her tickling feeling so soft and slow, not to mention the teasing...if that would've driven someone up the wall, he was already at the ceiling this time.

It was actually pretty frequent for them to have this kind of activity. Basically Alastor being bratty enough to doom himself for the following minutes...or hours, sometimes. Soon finding himself on his back, laying horizontally on the sofa, his torso staying right in Rosie's lap where she could easily reach, where her fingers and nails could go down town on his most sensitive spots.

But obviously, just with Rosie.

And when her fingers found a small opening through his shirt, where they reached his skin, he was done for.

"Gh-! R-Rohohosie! You- hahaha! You know i-it's so bahahahad here!"

Rosie knew he wasn't the type who giggled often, but that cackle he just let out was enough to statisfy and encourage her even more.

"Oh, I do know, Alastor, and I-" she stopped mid-sentence as she noticed his little deer tail wagging happily, as well as his legs kicking a bit, and she smiled even more, softly yet teasingly.

"And I don't plan on leaving your tummy untouched, especially after noticing the cutest details about your reactions..."

Alastor mentally cursed himself and his deer-like behavior that showed up whenever he had his stomach tickled. But well...if that was making Rosie happy, in a way...maybe asking for it hadn't been that much of a bad idea.

"I really don't see the point of prohibiting the others to tickle you silly, dear...you're basically hiding such endearing reactions to your beloved ones..."

She let a giggle escape, which went completely unheard since she had moved her fingers to the side of his stomach, making his laughter raise even more.

"Y-You knohohow how to be geheheHEHEntle!..."

Rosie blinked twice, that soft smile still stuck on her lips.

"Gentle? From my point of view, it doesn't seem like this is gentle at all...or could it be that you're too sensitive and ticklish around your little tummy?"

Bingo. Alastor threw his head back on the sofa, bright laughter coming from him, his knees bending in an attempt to curl up as Rosie's fingers sped up the tickly torment.

"Come now Alastor, dear..."

"M-Mahahaybe!"

"Maybe what, mhh?"

"M-Maybe I AHAHAHAM!"

Now these were cackles: Rosie knew he was close to his breaking point.

"Maybe you're what? I don't remember...would you be so kind to refresh my memory?"

And here Alastor thought she was so gentle...but the exact moment he formed his answer, Rosie's fingernails found the back of his ribs on his left side, and a radio static-like screech came from him.

"Oh stars! So this is the spot indeed?"

The deer overlord started squirming around more, desperately trying to curl up, but soon giving up in doing so as he noticed it was only encouraging the cannibal overlord to dig deeper in the ticklish spot.

His hands went up to cover his flushed face, eventually muffling his cackles and squeals, which led Rosie to sneak a finger under his armpit for a quick scribble, making the smiling laughing demon suddenly arch his body to the side, squealing again, lowering his arm.

"Uh-uh, don't hide that smile! By the way, you're always smiling...what's the sudden need of hiding it? Hmm? Could it be I'm tickle, tickle, tickling you a bit too much?"

"Y-YES! Y-Yes it's- AHAHAH! St-stohohop!"

Rosie held in the urge to just chuckle upon hearing all that radio static in his voice, between his laughter, almost close to wheezing, his head was now shaking and his ears were adorably folded back flat in his hair.

"Alright, dear..I feel like your little itch has been scratched enough, am I right?"

Her tickling came to and end, slowly so that he could catch his breath back better, her hand resting on his stomach now.

Alastor nodded his head, quickly recovering, his usual smile now back on his face, though it certainly looked more happy now.

"Consider yourself quite lucky, darling..." he said, regaining his composure back and sitting up on the sofa, at her side "you're the only one allowed to do this, so far, as I told you the other times as well"

Rosie softened her expression, though a question couldn't help but come to her mind.

"But why might that be, I wonder?"

Alastor fixed his monocle, sighing a little.

"Others tend to...let's say, overboard" he confessed.

Rosie frowned a bit. Well, being honest, she could understand. Some people he stayed with at the hotel could get a bit...energetic, sometimes. Especially a certain spider, or a princess. But her frown got quickly replaced by a relaxed expression, as a silly tease popped into her head.

"Well..." she said "you could always stabilish boundaries"

Alastor thought for a moment. He could, for when he'll be feeling in a mood again.

"Doesn't sound too bad, honestly..."

"So that means you actually enjoyed our little playful time earlier?" Rosie giggled, hearing his breath get disturbed by radio static once again.

He shook his head slowly, chuckling at her phrase.

"Well, you got me there. Quite a good one, darling"

Maybe, he was really going to give up his thing of prohibiting the others to tickle him in the future. Maybe...asking for it really hadn't been a bad idea at all.

#kaeri writing #sfw tickles #tickle fic #hazbin hotel sfw tickle #lee!alastor #ler!rosie #hazbin hotel

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indecenthoney · 14 days

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"Why haven't you made a move on me?"

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When it comes to relationships I tend to wait it out a bit before even making a move. Of course, you don't want to scare anyone off. Just like any other man, I am a dog. But at the end of the day, I wholeheartedly love like one too. Although, I've never been one for timing and keeping this whole "good" guy act can be pretty tedious for my partner. When you're around me, I tend to have an effect on people. I guess being overly flirty or suggestive can take quite a toll. That toll begins build up and you're left wanting. But even then, I can't really take a hint because I don't want to ruin anything.

"Oh? You didn't tell me you were dropping by... Make yourself at home... I just have to finish these documents and I'll be right with you... Oh! Since you're here... perfect timing by the way... Do you wanna stay over for dinner...? My family is visiting and have been dying to meet yo-... I... uhm... Is something wrong? You seem... upset... Did I do something? Sorry... Excuse me? What? Why... haven't I... touched you...? Well... No! What? You're plenty attractive... I just... haven't thought about it much... Why rush forever? Right? Listen... I love you... I just didn't know if it was the right time... Okay? I'm sorry for brushing it off... It must be really bugging you since you're bringing it up... Would a kiss suffice? Not as romantic as I like it to be but... it's a start... Would you like that? Yeah? Ahahah... Alright... Don't go getting nervous on me now... Stay still... How was that? Feel better? More? Greedy... Bad... But fine... I guess you do deserve it... Hahaha... Feels good? Yeah? Hahaha... Alright alright... That's enough for today... The rest will come naturally... Oh c'mon don't pout at me like that... You're really stubborn, you know that? Hmmmm... Fine... but we're going to do it my way... and you're going to listen... That means no bratting... No complaining... I am free to do whatever I want today... and in exchange, I'll give you what you want... You just have to wait until my family leaves... Deal? Good... You're going to have to wear this... Mhm... A skirt... I was saving it as a gift but I guess to commemorate our first time together... I might as well give it to you now... Try it out... Nice, right? Hahaha... You should wear it tonight... Although these have to come off... You heard me... Take em off... No panties during the duration of dinner... Can you do that for me? Orrrrr I could always just take my sweet ass time... but you can't wait, can you?"

Okay. I may have the tendency to push a few buttons at times, but can you really blame me? You're telling me, you wouldn't? Especially when they're asking so earnestly about something so depraved? Just a teeny tiny push to seal the deal. A bit sadistic of me to watch her squirm around; tugging on her little skirt as far as she can. Hiding all the bits and pieces. Her gaze fixated on whether or not her lower half was presenting itself. Again. How could I not tease her?

"And where do you think you're going? Hahaha... Dude... What? Why are you backing up? I'm not going to bite... Just a little kiss before my family arrives... Okay? Two minutes promise... Mhm... No other funny business... C'mon let's sit on my bed... Just sit right here... It's okay... Lower your hips... Why are you hovering?... It's fine... Have you ever made out before? Yeah? Then relax, silly..."

Starting us off slow, I pulled her in by the chin placing soft lips against one another. Restlessly overlapping. An almost innocent sight, despite the fact, that her cunt was directly rutting against my thigh; causing her slick pussy to emanate with such an indecent sound. Something quite difficult to ignore causing her to pull back in embarrassment. However, in my excitement, I found myself chasing after her eagerly locking lips to regain the sensation that was lost. Similar to that of a drug, the withdrawal was all too much. Truth be told, it was way over the time limit that I had suggested. It wasn't like she was complaining. Then again, she couldn't really protest with my tongue down her mouth. Sounds like a skill issue. I guess more for me. Or so I thought. Until I heard my family calling out for me.

"I know... I know... I'm sorry to leave you wanting... but we have things to do... Listen... It'll be a quick dinner... and you'll have your reward, alright? I'll fuck you silly to your heart's content... Now... Freshen yourself up while I let them in... I call for you... Looks like everything is in order... Alright... Hey! Sorry for the delay... I just had to make sure all the food was ready... I didn't want to burn our meal... Yes yes... I have been taking care of myself? Oh? She's in the restroom right now... Hey... Hun? You there? There you are... Family... This is her... Isn't she beautiful? Okay okay... Let's not swarm her... You'll give the little thing a panic attack... Why don't we go eat before the food gets cold, yeah? I hope you guys are hungry cause I know I am... You can ask all the questions over dinner..."

The dinner went pretty well. We all caught up, exchanged stories. We discussed future plans and embarrassingly enough were asked how many grandkids they'd be expecting. Three by the way. You know, the same old questions the parentals ask. She was doing pretty well with socializing. I was proud of her. Up until my fingers crept up her skit. Hey. I was bored. I needed something to pass the time. It's like playing with a fidget toy. The toy being her clit. And the fidget being her, shaking in her seat. A little after I had to take control of the conversation again to keep suspicion off us. Unfortunately, our short dinner wasn't so short. My family tends to lounge around after eating a whole bunch. They found themselves comfortable in my living room; keeping themselves busy with our television while I slaved away in the kitchen.

"Hey, hun... Could you help me out with the dishes real quick? Thank you... Here... I'm just going to get something... Just relax... If you don't lower your voice, they'll catch us... I'm just going to have a little... desert... Lemme know if they get off their seats, okay? It's fine... I promise... They're not going to be able to see us... The entire counter is blocking us... Okay?"

Quietly, I nestled down on one knee, before lifting her skirt up, burying myself in between her shaky thighs. A little reward was in order after making her wait so long. An intoxicating taste soon fills my mouth as I ran my tongue along her wet cunt. Her hand quickly covered her mouth, trapping away her tasteful moans. Tempting me to eat away at her efforts of morality. Despite my warnings, I wanted to hear more of her. I wanted the entirety of her weight pressed against my face as her legs buckled from pleasure. Her hands wrapped around my hair pulling me in deeper. Feeling the passion between her thighs get even hotter. I was focused. I kiss the droplets dripping down her thighs. Ensuring not a single drop of her was wasted. If it were my choice, I would've done this for hours. Unfortunately, we were quickly interrupted by my family probing about my whereabouts.

"I'm here... A spoon fell while we were washing the dishes... Did you guys need something? No? Oh okay... Are you guys going home yet? It's getting kind of late... Hang out? I guess... We'll be there in a bit... Phew... Almost got caught... Youuuuu okay? Hey hey... Be pissed all you want... You loved it... Hahaahah... Thanks for the meal..."

It was apparent how much of my teasing took a toll on her. She was unable to stand upright. Even during our little hangout with my family, she leaned against me burying her face into my chest. Her thighs rubbed against one another to ease the constant throb. Her mind was in a complete daze unable to hold a conversation. Whimpers slowly leak out of her; pawing at my chest looking for some sort of relief. Should I take her to the bathroom? No. We would be too loud. Our only option was to bide our time.

"She's just feeling off... Must've been something she ate during dinner... I should probably bring her to the room or something... No? You sure? I think you need some rest... Ugh... You're so stubborn sometimes... Sorry... She can get a little clingy when she's sick... Oh? You guys are leaving? Uhm... Alright... I'm sorry for calling it early tonight... Yeah... I'll take care of her... Don't worry...We'll make sure to drop by... Hun, you gonna be okay for a few more minutes? We should see them off... You got this..."

While supporting her, we made our way down to the doorway and waved bye to my family. A matter of seconds felt like an eternity for us watching them wave and drive away. As soon as their car was out of sight, I quickly shut the door behind us. Lifting her against the wall and pressing my cock against her entrance. Kissing each other as if we hadn't seen each other in ages. The shrill shriek in her voice echoed throughout the room; thrusting into her as deeply as possible. Taking a moment to catch our breaths and feeling each other. Our eyes finally meet and exchange a soft laugh between the both of us before kissing each other once again.

"Fuck... Hahhaa... Sorry for the wait... Y-you okay? Yeah? I just want you to know that... I really really... really wanted to fuck you... I just didn't want to ruin anything between us... I'm a horny bastard... but I always imagined having you strut around in only an apron... so I could fuck you senseless whenever I pleased... Do it? Fine... Tough talk for someone who can't walk straight... Yeah yeah... You ready? Mhm..."

I wouldn't be so surprised if my neighbors called the cops on us. The sounds we made while fucking were indescribably horny. Lifting her up and down my cock like a personal fleshlight. Jerking myself off with her body. Pressing all my weight against her with the wall behind her back. Filling her womb with all my love. Pulling out only to fill her back up once again to fuck the cum back into her. If anyone were to walk in right now, they'd be in full view of the show. I highly doubt that we had the patience to walk ourselves to the bedroom. Her legs locked around my waist, we find ourselves on the floor in full motion of a mating press. Plunging my member to her deepest depths; kissing the very base of my length. Sending shockwaves. I wanted nothing more than to satisfy her desires. Making our first together a memorable one. In protest, her hands wander to my chest attempting to stop the ravenous pace. Grabbing both hands I placed them atop her; pinning them down. Driving my hips into her despite her constant pleas. Ensuring that her cunt was perfectly formed to my cock.

"F-fuck... fuck fuck fuck... Hahaha... Stop? You can't just expect me to stop... That's cruel... You just feel so good, hun... I can't help it... Hey... It's okay... I know you're sensitive... How many times was that... 3... 4? C'mon hun... You can take it... Just be a good... fucking... girl... and be pretty for me... No? But this is for you, remember? Hahaha... You just couldn't fucking wait, could you? Seeing as how you wanted this... I'm going to fuck as I please... This is your life now... You did this to yourself... Now... Who's my pretty little fuck pet?"

Somehow we found ourselves in every part of the house. Fucking. Kissing. Groping. You name it. There was never a minute that we weren't doing something. Even if I was completely worn out, I had her warming me up for the next session. Grinding. Licking. Sucking. Giving me enough time to recover. The sensation of my cock getting hard while it sat so peacefully in her mouth. Her soft, warm tongue caressing my swollen cock. An insatiable throb quakes in her mouth. Wrapping her hair around my fist, having her bob so intently. Fucking the back of her throat without relent. Even after the abuse I've given her, she still finds the energy to kiss it as if relaying a "Thank you". Leaving me with a disposition to reward her even further for such good behavior. I leaned in to hold her face assuring her of all her effort before carrying her off to bed. Our hearts beating so roughly, just a minute ago. Only to be in complete sync. My fingers running gently through her hair. Sweet words of praise. Kisses so softly planted on her forehead wishing her the sweetest of dreams. Love and lust in complete harmony.

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Please take care of yourself,

Honey

#cnc k!nk #corruption kink #bd/sm community #bd/sm blog #degrading k1nk #cnc free use #cnc brat #humiliation kink #edging kink #edging and denial #breeding k1nk #risquéhoney

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devilart2199-aibi · 1 month

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Yoo fellow transformers And hermitcraft enjoyer

Which hermits would be cons and which bots in your opinion?

Hmmmm 🤔 well all of the Hermits are nice, so for them to be Decepticons lets just say they think they'll get more out of being one or are on the winning side and this is In a silly, goofy G1 world lol.

Autobots: Etho, Tango, Bean's (Joel)

Etho is incredibly mischievous, but knows when someones up to something or trying to pull something over on him. So I think he wouldn't care for the constant power struggles and competition in the Decepticons and would rather just tinker with Wheeljack in the lab.

Tango was definitely tempted by the very cool looking robots in the Decepticons, but wasn't feeling the vibe. He just wants to tinker! (Much like Etho) so he'll spend his days in the lab with Wheeljack creating very... helpful... gadgets with him.

Bean's would 100% think he could be a Decepticon and join the group for like... a day. Then defect to the Autobots during one attack. Lots of the Autobots would joke on him for his somewhat mean personality and tell him he shoulda stayed with the Decepticons. But others would be good friends and realize he's just a big softy really.

Decepticons: Scar, Doc, Iskall, Cleo

I kinda feel like Scar would think he's on the good side the whole time or maybe until he witnesses a team mate do something mean and be like "Wow they're having a bad day! Geez" 🤣

Knowing Doc, I feel like he thinks he could outsmart the Decepticons and just take advantage of their technology. Shockwave would probably want to experiment on him lol.

Iskall is kinda the same as Doc, thinks he can out smart and trick them. He talks his way out of a lot of things and finds being on this side easier.

Cleo finds this side much more entertaining and a lot of the Decepticons enjoy her personality, except when she bosses them around.

Here's just a few for now! They were actually kinda hard to think of hahaha 😂

#aibi chats

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enden-k · 8 months

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This is embarrassing to admit but I kinda resent Fontaine coming out cause now I feel like people will move on from Sumeru and the characters, even though I'm still very much attached. That's dumb and petty I know but thats how I feel.

ANON WERE THE SAME

fontaine is fun and nice (environment) but with the main story im pretty slow. its not like im not interested but i feel that i need to be in a certain mood to be able to play so i can give it a proper chance. i just dont feel like im ready to fully move on from sumeru ahxksjx im also too attached to it and all of its cast to let go (not that i will tbh) just thinking about leaving them behind makes me go AAAAAAAA even tho it prob sounds silly (thats why i bring them with me at least. i main haitham but theres still slots left to fit some of the others in, no idc they dont work well together. he solos in worst case AHHAH)

fontaine is here and i still think about sumeru sm!!! meeting nahida, watching nilous dance, meeting haitham for the first time and wishing it was me he just elbowed in the head, cyno haitham and dehya banding together to rescue nahida with us, dottore and scara !!! haithams entire plan and him pretending to be corrupted, cynos appearance before azar, fighting scara for the first time---- i think about all this regularly and how awesome it was. the first three archon quests were nothing (sorry) to that and theres hope with how good sumeru was that the other chapters will be equally good so i wanna give them a chance even tho rn it feels to me that nothing can make it better for me than sumeru ajshshdj

(mostly bc this whole found family/ppl banding together to fight and becoming friends is smth i personally enjoy SO MUCH and sumeru got quite a lot of the meaning of family/bonds and stuff also bc i just love the entirety of sumeru cast (not counting dori tbh) and the environment and atmosphere itself. its the closest where im like wow i wish i lived here. going there always feels like coming home its weird to explain???)

also my tl and dash here is starting to get filled with neuvillette and wriothesley ship art and im like nooo get them out of my sight HAHAHA, im still here feeling weak in my knees over haikavetham and ppl all move on already, i cant even manage if i tried and wanted to sjdbjsgd 😭

(this is not in an accusing tone btw, ppl shall do what they want its whatever)

sry for rambling im just still feeling so strong for them. all of them, not just hkvthm (tho ofc theyre my biggest babies i love sm ajdjshh) anw ill just. stay here in sumeru and keep drawing my sillies, its ok just leave me behind <3 AGAHSJDH

#reply #whenever i play genshin rn i always return to port ormos always ahbshd

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sameheart-sameblood · 8 months

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Turn of the Tide

pairing: wojchek x f!reader

summary: wojchek discovers you've disguised yourself as a man to work aboard the demeter and agrees to keep your secret. he begins treating you different than the other crewmates and you confront him about his unfair behavior

words: 2.8k

warnings: angst, mentions of reader's sad background, chest binding, fluff, me not knowing anything about ships and what happens on them

a/n: popping in to say i'm not dead, just depressed and busy lol. truly grateful to this character for pulling me out of my fic slump. im back to once again make a grumpy fictional man way softer than he was ever meant to be hahaha. also guess im obsessed with david dastmalchian now?? didn't have that on my 2023 bingo card tbh

read on ao3!

Sailors believe in many things. A red sunrise can send them into a panic, anticipating the swells and overbearing winds they’re so sure are to come. Red skies at night, however, can make even the most pessimistic crewmate believe there’s fair weather on the way. Captains refuse to set sail on Fridays, sailors place coins under the mast for good fortune and mariners daren’t whistle lest they summon a storm. Many vessels even have a cat aboard, the little creatures seen to bring luck (and sharp teeth to lessen the rat population).

Sailors believe in many things but above all they can agree that a woman on board is bad luck. Which seems silly to you because here you are, a woman who’s been on board The Demeter for many months now. Your presence had not brought ill fortune to the vessel. In fact, the weather had remained pleasant, despite the late summer month’s usual downpours and hurricanes.

Granted none of the crew knew you were a woman. You had disguised yourself as a man, hair cut short and chest bound tightly, but that didn’t change the fact of your sex. A life of adventure on the seas had always called to you but there was no possibility of you being granted work on a ship. The only woman allowed onboard was the carved wooden figurehead of a mermaid that decorated the bow of a vessel. There was no place for you at sea.

Not one to take no for an answer, you found your own way to get work as a sailor. You had spent time aboard trading ships, learning the ways of the trade and earning the trust of the men you crewed alongside. Your last posting had gone so well that the captain of that ship had recommended you to a friend for your next job.

That friend had turned out to be Captain Eliot of The Demeter. Captain Eliot and his First Mate, Wojchek, had asked you a few questions, all of which you answered confidently. The Captain was a kind man who remarked positively at your experience. The First Mate, however, was standoffish, challenging your every answer. Wojchek frowned slightly as the Captain offered you the posting and as they walked away you heard him mutter, “He’s too scrawny, Captain. He won’t be able to pull his weight.”

Captain Eliot had only chuckled, “I thought the same thing when I hired you. Look how wrong I was. You must learn to give people chances, Mr. Wojchek.”

While you appreciated the Captain’s confidence, you made it your mission to show this Mr. Wojchek just how mistaken he was. And for a time, your life aboard the ship was simple. You performed your duties well, befriended the men, took initiative and came to be seen as one of the more ambitious members of the crew. Even Wojchek had to admit, although never to your face, that your were one of the better sailors who had worked under him.

That good will you had earned was probably the only thing that kept the First Mate from throwing you overboard when he found out who you really were. Your secret was discovered when Wojchek had walked in on you unannounced and had discovered you securing your chest binding. After much fussing, he had threatened to toss you off at the next port.

You had pleaded with him to show some kindness and let you stay. Eventually, Wojchek reluctantly agreed to let you remain aboard but warned that he couldn’t help you if the rest of the crew found the truth about you. You had promised him that if you were discovered, you would never let on that he had been any the wiser.

The two of you came to an uneasy agreement and work continued, albeit now with a strained air between you. The men would often remark how the first mate would give you the hardest tasks. You had to agree with them. It did feel like Wojchek was taking out his frustration on you. After one particularly grueling day where he had assigned you to a back to back deck watch, you knew you had no choice but to confront him.

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You find him in the tiny room assigned to the First Mate of the ship . It was one of the few luxuries he was given on the boat. Whereas you and the other sailors slept where they could in hammocks tied between posts and amongst the cargo, Wojchek had a tiny room all to himself. He even had a porthole, something he takes great pride in.

You hear him groan as you continuously knock on the door, disrupting his peace. Footsteps approach and the door squeaks open. Wojchek grimaces down at you.

“What is it, sailor?”

“I need to speak with you, sir.”

“I don’t have time. Neither do you. It’s nearly your watch.”

“I’m not due on deck for a good while yet.”

“We can talk later. Be on your way.”

He starts to close the door but you push against it, anger surging through you at his dismissal. You barge into his room, slamming the door behind you. Wojchek’s eyes widen for a moment, caught off guard by your boldness. But a moment later, he’s back to his usual gruff self. He glowers, backing away from you like you carry a disease he’s worried is catching.

“This isn’t appropriate.”

“Why? Because I’m a woman?”

“Keep your voice down!”

“It’s not a dirty word.”

“It is when you are disguised as a man on a ship. I’ve kept your secret and I’ll continue to do so. If any of the others were to find out, though…”

“I’ve been sailing with these men for nearly a year. They’re my friends but they’re not the most observant. I think my secret is safe. Besides, if they found out…” you lead off, shrugging your shoulders.

Wojchek’s face darkens at your blasé attitude. “You think these men are your friends? They would turn on you the second they found out the truth about you.”

“That’s not true,” you retort, “just because you hate me doesn’t mean they would.”

“When did I ever say I hate you?”

“You don’t have to. The way you treat me is proof enough. The others may not have realized I’m a woman but they have started to notice you seem to give me the worst tasks and the most watches. They know you don’t like me. Sooner or later, they’ll really try and figure out why. You might be the one that reveals my secret to them without meaning to.”

“I don’t hate you, I…”

He looks at you. Really looks at you, something he tried not to do very often once he noticed how catching sight of you made his heart skip a beat. His shoulders tense as he stares into your bright, vulnerable eyes, so out of place in a sailor.

“You have no idea what a life at sea does to you.” He anticipates the retort you have ready to throw at him and holds up a silencing hand, imploring you to let him finish. “You’ve been on The Demeter for almost a year. No small feat for anyone, man or woman. You’re a good sailor. One of my best. People like you all start out the same, hungry for adventure. They see a life sailing from place to place as an answer to all their problems. And for a time, they’re happy. But eventually, the work breaks you. It keeps you from your family, from your friends. People on land move on while you’re away for months, even years at a time. ”

Wojchek pauses, all the fight leaving him. “When you come back to port, you look for those who promised they’d always be there for you but one day they don’t come back. The ship’s arrival to land no longer brings hope and the sea can no longer mend the hurt that’s inside you. ” He lowers his gaze, perhaps remembering those whom he’s lost over the years.

“The light leaves the men’s eyes once they realize that their world has shrunk to the size of this ship. They have nowhere else they belong. It’s suffocating. They grow resentful. I don’t want that for you. I don’t want to see the light leave your eyes.”

The whiplash of it all makes your head spin. You’ve been so convinced these last few months that this man hates you. Now he’s speaking to you more than he has this whole year. Not only that, it seems the worry over your wellbeing has cost him sleep. More so than a First Mate is supposed to spend worrying about a subordinate…

The light in your eyes? Honestly, you didn’t know that was something you possessed. Maybe a glint of steely determination but you would never have called it anything akin to hope. Your life had always been hard. Being born a woman made life a constant struggle. Being born a poor one made it near impossible.

Wojchek hasn’t moved, still close enough that you can feel the heat coming off of him in the crisp autumn night air that seeps through the tiny cracks in the ship. His eyes, however, keep jumping between your face and the floor. What he’s said has finally sunk in and along with it, his shame of wearing his heart on his sleeve.

You keep your voice low as not to scare him. Seeing the usual rock of a man so skittish makes you approach your next words with the same precision as someone handling explosives. “I was born in squalor to a family that saw my existence as nothing more than a burden. I spent most of my days wondering where my next meal would come from and if I’d have somewhere to sleep. I learned to deal with my lack of means. The thing I never could get over was the fact that I had no one in my life who cared if I lived or died.”

This is nothing you haven’t thought before but something about saying it aloud takes your breath away. A pressure grows in your chest as you fight the emotion that comes with revealing your own secrets. Wojchek doesn’t make it any easier, his once darting gaze now fixed intently on you. It’s your turn to avoid his dark eyes, staring at your shoes as you continue.

“I was never truly happy until I came on The Demeter. I have food, my own bed, purpose, adventure…friends,” the last word almost doesn’t make it past your throat, now tight with emotion. “I finally feel like I have a home.”

It’s only fair that you tell him the whole of your truth seeing how he’d kept your secret for the last few months. He deserves that much. The tension in the room swirls thick but you aren’t sure if it’s because the First Mate is preparing to send you away or not. You wouldn’t blame him if he did throw you off the ship. With you gone, everything could return to the way it was. It might be better for everyone.

You become lost in your own dark thoughts. Wojchek reaches out a hand, brushing your hair, shorn short and shaggy as part of your disguise, off of your face. You close your eyes at the touch, savoring the feel of his calloused fingers skimming so gently across your skin. All too soon, he’s pulling his hand away, remembering himself.

“The Demeter is also the only home I’ve ever known,” Wojchek admits, “It’s a good ship and she’s been strong and true to me. If you’re sure this is where you want to be then you’re welcome to stay as long as you like.”

You nod your thanks, tears threatening to spill again at the relief of knowing you don’t have to leave. When they begin to roll down your cheeks despite your efforts to keep them hidden, Wojchek tuts softly, “Everything will be alright, kotku.”

You may not know the meaning of the word but you can understand from the tenderness in his eyes that it’s a term of endearment in his native tongue. The realization makes you bold.

“It’s not just the ship or the crew that make The Demeter my home. It’s you.” You force yourself to maintain eye contact with Wojchek, fighting the instinct to look away. The though that he may not return the strength of your feelings sends a shiver of fear through you but you need him to understand how you feel.

Wojchek searches your face for some deceit but finds only raw truth. He takes a step forward mere inches between you now. His hands twitch to reach for you again but he holds himself back. Above all else, Wojchek is a professional. Just because he thinks you want him doesn’t mean he’ll take the risk of abusing the power imbalance between you.

Instead, you take the initiative. “May I kiss you, Mr. Wojchek?” It comes out as nothing more than a whisper but he nods. You lean in, teetering on your toes, never realizing how tall he actually was until now. A particularly strong wave hits the ship and you lose your balance. Before you can lose your footing, he has you in his arms.

Wojchek hikes you up, bringing your face level to his. Years of working the ship have made him strong as an ox and he thanks the gods that he finally has good use for the muscles that hide beneath his tunic.

You press your lips to his and it takes you a few moments to remember to breathe. The kiss is trepidatious and sweet but leaves your stomach swirling with butterflies. Wojchek’s grip tightens on you, scared he’ll find that you’ve been some sprite in his dream that the morning sun will chase away. It feels good to be pressed together like this, limbs intertwined so you’re not sure where you end and he begins.

All too soon, he breaks away, gasping slightly. It seems you weren’t the only one who forgot how breathing works. The sight of the usually stern man so undone by a chaste kiss makes you chuckle. Your hand grazes his cheek, running over his stubble. It’s strange to remember that just an hour ago you were convinced Wojchek wanted nothing more than to throw you overboard. Now he’s holding you like he’ll never let you go. How quickly life can change for the better.

The tranquility is broken by the banging of Olgaren resonating through the wood of the ship. Your watch will soon begin and if you aren’t there to take your post, someone will come looking for you. The ship won’t sail itself and you sigh, realizing you can’t put off your responsibilities in favor of staying with Wojchek all night.

The First Mate groans, “Stay a little longer.”

“I’m late as it is!” You smile at his pout. It’s a new expression you’ve never seen from his before and you push him down onto his tiny bed, kissing him once again. Another bang resounds through the ship and you whine, getting back to your feet.

“I’ll make Abrams cover your watch.” Wojchek offers, staring up at you with comically pleading eyes.

“You’ll have a mutiny on your hands if you come between that man and his sleep. Besides, it’s only four hours. You can even come visit me on deck if you like. It’s single watch so there won’t be anyone around to wonder why we’re together.”

“Four hours?” he grumbles.

“You’re the one who assigned me double watch!”

Wojchek leans back, watching you button your jacket, trying your best to look presentable. He can’t help but smile at the commitment to your work ethic. “I’ll be up as soon as you relieve Olgaren.”

You nod, trying to remove the smile plastered on your face but failing miserably. Hopefully Olgaren is too tired to ask questions when he sees you. “See you soon.”

You’re about to open the door when you remember something. “What does kotku mean?”

Wojchek smiles, “Little cat.”

Once again you’re struck by the sweetness of a man so eager to have the world call him unfeeling. The nickname makes sense. You yourself believe that your presence seems to bring fair weather and good luck to the boat. The Demeter might not have a four legged feline to bring fair fortune but you’re the next best thing; positive, tenacious and willing to do anything for the good of the ship and crew.

You grin at Wojchek, who now lounges happily on his tiny bed, looking somewhat feline himself. “Are you sure you want to call me that? A ship can never be without a cat. It’s bad luck. You’ll never be rid of me.”

Wojchek smiles contentedly, blinking slowly, sleep seemingly not far off. The chances of him joining you on deck for the evening appear to be dwindling. You’d be devastated if he didn’t look so adorable. He nods, beckoning you for one last kiss goodbye. “Good. I’ll keep calling you kotku so we never have to be apart.”

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#brb on my way to become a sailor so i can meet a grumpy first mate of my own #also it's criminal how little of wojchek was actually in the movie :/#wojchek x reader #wojchek x you #wojchek #last voyage of the demeter #allie writes

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