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eamour · 3 months

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appropiate what's yours.

we know we can manifest our dream lives, have your desires, yadda yadda yadda… but can you actually do it? see, the ability to manifest is something we all possess. but the willingness to actually act on that is something that some people may need practice in.

to desire and to decide.

to have a desire is easy. we all do, eventually. nevertheless, to claim a desire as yours and appropriate it as such is a whole other step. it requires you to be bold, decisive and focused on what you want to manifest. if you have no problem demanding and accepting things you want to have to be yours, that’s 1 good for you and 2 you are free to either skip this post or read along.

all states belong to you.

now, for those who still need a bit of assistance: you need to learn to declare things as yours. it is of importance to become comfortable in your mind and to realise that any desire, any state, and any feeling is accessible to you. they all belong to you and you shall act like it. there is truly nothing embarrassing, haughty or delusional about it.

the only creator of mind.

see, no one's gonna steal your desires from you. no one's going to say "no" and call you out for wanting things without earning or deserving them. in fact, no one could ever get in your way because they don’t have the free will to do so. people are just you pushed out, a reflection of your imagination, a physical embodiment of what has once only existed imaginatively. and that means… the only person who could possibly interfere with your plans is you. again, nothing and no one outside of you exists.

the mind is limitless.

in case no one has told you, your mind is actually yours! it belongs to you! so USE it. this may come off as a little funny since it’s quite self-explanatory but you are allowed to think the thoughts you desire to think, to feel the feelings you'd like to feel, to decide how your reality should look like according to your personal preference and accept it as such. it's all up to you because your mind is yours. i can’t get in there and tell you what to think of. i can't stop you. and i certainly can’t tell you "no, this is impossible/unrealistic/illogical to manifest".

don't wish, just be.

don’t tell me who you don’t want to be. don’t tell me what you wish, hope or pray to be. instead, tell me who you are. what is it that you want to have? what is it that you want to experience? how would you want your life to look like? whatever it is that you want — if you know what it is — appropriate it. stop holding yourself back by only desiring things. stop stopping yourself. we all have desires we would want to make a reality, so go further.

it is now yours, only.

take it. it’s yours. you have given it to yourself. it’s done. i cannot take it from you, your sp cannot do it either, nor does anyone have the power to remove anything from you what you have already identified with. if you say it’s yours, baby, then it has no other choice but to be yours …

with love, ella.

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remcycl333 · 7 months

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my sp story <3

hi besties! if you've been following my blog for a while you know that i've been single for a while, partly because i like to be independent and single, and partly because i just didn't like anyone. obviously i could just manifest a guy out of thin air, but when im not confronted face to face with a crush then i just don't care about being in a relationship so i never manifested someone out of thin air lol

but then a couple of weeks ago i was at the movies with my friends, and there were couples cuddling around us and i was like "aw :( kinda wish i had a bf now." and what do we do when we feel any type of desire? we immediately fulfill ourselves, no matter how "small" the desire is! so that's what i did. i imagined for like two seconds that i was cuddling with a boy at the theaters, and then i got distracted by the movie and forgot all about it

then like 15 minutes later, a guy that i'd had a crush on four years ago randomly slid into my dms. i never pursued him four years ago bc my bff at the time had dibs on him, but we're not friends anym and haven't been for years so it was my time to shine!!!

anyway, we talk for like a week. i know this guy is funny and shit bc of when we hung out irl, but like all he's sending me are unfunny memes that don't really warrant a response. so it was kinda tough

and this is the part where you guys are going to yell at me!!! i was like oh i should use my manifestation skills and make sure this goes smoothly....but then i was like nah im just gonna go with the flow 😭😭😭 and i know you guys are like REM!!!! u manifest EVERYTHING u can't just turn it off!!!! anyway.....long story short a week into us talking this mf randomly blocks me!!!!

so im instantly like 🙄🙄 damn fine i'll manifest him back bc im stubborn and do not like being told no in my reality

so how did i do it? how did i manifest him back?

if you guys have followed me for a while, you know that i manifested an sp a couple years ago by simply affirming "i love [his name] so much" any time i'd think of him and this would conjure the feeling of the wish fulfilled. (NOT mindless affirming. i'd say it maybe two or three times to catch the feeling and then move on)

ANYWAY so that's what i did! and let me tell you....i was not "perfect" by any means 😭 in fact this manifestation really kinda opened my eyes on how EASY manifestation truly is. like i already knew how easy it was, but damn!

if you know that your desire is promised and that it is coming because you gave it to yourself in imagination (even ONCE) ... there is NOTHING that will stop it. i was gonna make a separate post on this and i tried but i just couldn't articulate it correctly so im going to try again:

it took 12 days to manifest him to unblock me and message me. im sure it would've taken a shorter amount of time if i was more disciplined with myself but it's kinda crazy bc of how UNdisciplined i was 😭 tbh i was just kinda like...unsure if i even wanted to manifest him at all bc thats how much i value my alone time and my independence lol

anyway, i always get asks from people who are stressed and anxious bc they think that in order to manifest your desire, you can never enter the state of lack ever again and that dwelling in negative thoughts will "ruin" your manifestations. but i am here to tell you IT DOES NOT MATTER!!! you do not need to be "perfect"!!!! as long as you are staying faithful to the idea that you have your desire in the 4d, it'll manifest in the 3d.

another thing i see so many people confused and stressed about is whether or not they're naturally thinking from the state. for instance, every time you think of your sp, you think from the end of being in a relationship with them, before you think of the fact that you're not together yet. and let me tell you....while this CAN happen, it's not always gonna happen and it's not necessary. let me tell you, the DAY before my sp reached out, and even the day that he did....i would catch myself thinking about how we weren't together! but the gag is....YOUR THOUGHTS DON'T MANIFEST!!!! yes, they indicate what state you're in, but the actual thoughts themselves don't mean shit!!! they don't manifest. they just don't!

so i'd shift back to the state of being my sp's girlfriend when i'd have these thoughts, but i was fully aware we were not together in my 3d and i never naturally thought of us as being together before i saw any evidence of it in my 3d. all i had was the knowing that my inner man was with my sp, and that since i'd decided i had it in imagination, it would push out into my 3d. because that's how the law works!!! and honestly, that's all you really need. you just need to know that since you gave yourself your desire in your imagination ONE TIME, it WILL manifest. and if you have a true understanding of how the law works and you've read source, you will have no trouble knowing that it will come.

you also do NOT need to be in the state of the wish fulfilled 24/7!!! at all!!!! i cannot stress this enough. and tbh i used to feel the same. i felt like i had to be aware of having my desire in imagination 24/7 or else it wouldn't come. i thought i couldn't perceive the lack or opposite in my 3d or else it wouldn't manifest (see this post about dismissing the 3d btw if u need help with that). but the gods honest truth is that all you need to do is DECIDE you have your desire in imagination & not take no for an answer & KNOW that your desire is GOING TO REFLECT IN YOUR 3D NO MATTER WHAT!!!!

and that's not to say that you wont still get anxious and have intrusive thoughts and be like "oh god what if it never manifests." like... im human and i had those human moments. but i just reminded myself that i know the law and ive proven it to myself many times and i know that it had to manifest.

anyway. back to my sp story!

so for these 12 days that im blocked (lmfao) all i did was affirm "i love [his name] so much" whenever i thought of him until i caught the feeling of the wish fulfilled. that's it. and i knew for a fact that he was mine in the 4d and therefore we'd be together in the 3d bc that's the law!

anyway on friday (5 days ago) at 8pm? im scrolling thru the ulta app and then im like "oh i havent fulfilled myself today i dont think" so i fulfilled myself for like 2 seconds and then get distracted by some product and then two minutes later i get a notif that this guy followed me and then dmed me 😭

it's funny cuz my irls don't know about the law of assumption so i sent them a screenshot and i was like "look who came crawling back" and they were like BOOOOO!!! and i was like no guys!!!!! i created the blocking and i created this like i promise we can trust him 😭😭 hahahaha

anyway. let me tell you. if you are manifesting an sp, DO NOT DO THAT SHIT IN STEPS!!!!! i mean, if you really want to, i can't stop you, but i really don't recommend it.

with my old sp (the one from two years ago) i'd always manifest contact and then get it, and then he'd ghost me and and id have to manifest contact again and it'd be a never ending cycle!!! bc i was just focusing on contact, not on how i felt or how he felt about me.

the reason i loveeee to affirm "i love my sp so much" INSTEAD OF "HE loves ME so much" is because it helps me catch the feeling of the wish fulfilled so much more. not only that, but because remember, THERE IS NO ONE TO CHANGE BUT SELF!!!! changing the way i see my sp and the way i feel about him is all i need to do. im not trying to change him and make him love me lol. this is about me and my inner reality, not him! he'll reflect whatever i am in the 4d

another reason i love affirming this is because TO ME, this is what implies we are already together. whenever im in a relationship, i always find myself laying around all giddy thinking about how obsessed with my bf i am and how i love him so much. so i emulate that when im manifesting an sp.

and it's PERFECT because by jumping straight to the end where we're already together, i don't have to focus on all the things that lead to us being in a relationship. i don't have to manifest him following me, or texting me, or asking me on a date. these things all just happen naturally bc im living in the end.

NOT TO MENTION, it naturally turns your sp into your perfect partner? like remember when i said when we were talking before he blocked me he was kinda dry and he'd just send memes that i didn't find funny? THIS DUDE DID A COMPLETE 180!!!

he's sooo funny, he is the OPPOSITE of dry, he is everything???? and im obsessed.

anyway he unblocked me and dmed me, and then asked for my number and we had such funny and cute convos and then boom 4 days later he asks me on a date and i say no (😭😭😭😭 i was busy) but i agreed to go on a date the next day and the way this boy showed pure unencumbered excitement 🥺 im obsessed

anyway im sorry this is so long? i really just wanted to share how all i did was apply what i've been preaching about on this blog for years and it worked out flawlessly! hopefully this gives you guys some good tips and maybe motivation? <3

#law of assumption #success story

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jobean12-blog · 7 months

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All Mine

Pairing: Joel Miller x reader (Biker!Joel AU)

Word Count: 2,064

Summary: You're not a fan of Joel's neighbor and after he hears what happens, he isn't either (not that he ever was).

Author's Note: I was just thinking about how hot Pedro is and especially the idea of Joel as a biker and I missed my biker!Joel so I thought this would be a fun way to revist him! Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you sweet Daisy 🥰The edit below was done by my amazing friend Ellie @mrsmischief209 isn't he gorgeous? Thank you beauty! 💕

Warnings: there's some tension at first over the neighbor bc she stinks, but it's soft and sweet and there's fluff and some funny parts and then it gets super se-x-y and sp-i-c-y at the end.

Joel Miller Masterlist

The front door to Joel’s house opens before you even grab the knob.

“Hey there darl…”

You stomp past him with clenched fists and turn with a huff.

He stares at you and takes a tentative step forward, his arms outstretched.

“Your neighbor…” you start before crossing your arms over your chest and mumbling out something he doesn’t quite catch.

“Neighbor?” he asks with raised brows as he steps into your space and pulls you against his chest.

“This isn’t exactly the greeting I was hoping for,” he lightly teases as his head dips and he places a soft kiss just below your ear. “What happened?”

When his lips press to your skin you melt into his embrace, your whole body going pliant until you’re curled around him. His lips trail along your throat then ghost across your lips as he takes your face in his hand and forces you to look at him.

“Your neighbor needs to take a hint Joel!”

“What neighbor and what do you mean?” His expression hardens and you can feel his muscles tense. “Are you ok?”

You start to get wound up again and wiggle in his grasp but he doesn’t let go. He leads you to the couch and sits, taking you with him and placing you on his lap.

He waits as patiently as he can until you’re ready to talk, his fingers gentle along your skin as he rubs your back.

“She was outside when I pulled up and as soon as I got out of the car she scoffed. I mean who scoffs so loud someone can hear them from across the yard!?!”

Joel’s brow furrows in confusion as he continues to listen.

“On this side?” he asks, pointing to the left of his house.

You nod before you go on.

“Then, being the nice person I am,” you say as if it’s so obvious, “I said hello and asked how she was.”

He smiles reassuringly before giving your cheek a kiss.

“Do you know what she said to me?”

You huff out the words and your face scrunches up in anger.

“What darlin’?” he growls out. “Tell me before I go over there and find out myself.”

“You can relax…it wasn’t that bad.”

He looks at you expectantly.

“She said…and I quote, ‘oh, it’s you. I can’t believe you’re still around. Thought he would have been through with you a long time ago.’ Then she looks me up and down like I’m a piece of poo!”

“Poo?” he repeats and the corner of his mouth twitches with a smile even though his muscles are still taut.

“Don’t you dare laugh! THIS IS NO LAUGHING MATTER! THAT BITCH WANTS MY MAN!”

“What?” he says, making a disgruntled face.

“She totally wants you and she’s acting like if she gets rid of me you’ll be all hers!”

“What?” he says again, tightening his hold on you.

“What do you mean WHAT?” you screech. “You heard me! UGH! The audacity!”

“What’s her name again?” Joel asks.

You spit out her name.

“Oh right,” Joel says dismissively. “Who cares darlin.’ I’ve never looked her way. Not even once. And I never will.”

You study his face, his eyes full of sincerity, and soften against him.

“I know,” you whisper. “But it wasn’t nice and I don’t want her trying to seduce you or something when I’m not here.”

You bury your face in his neck and hide.

He starts to shake with laughter and when you peek up at him his eyes are crinkled and he’s wearing a wide grin.

“That’s ridiculous!” he says between laughs.

He softens when he sees you’re worried expression, his large hand lifting to cup your cheek.

“Darlin’,’ he murmurs. “No one could ever take me away from you.”

“And you’re right it wasn’t nice. Honestly, I have a mind to go over there and tell her to fuck off.”

“God I wish you could,” you huff.

“Why the hell can’t I?” he asks.

“Because…it might make her try harder.”

“That makes no sense.”

You pat his chest. “I know but trust me.”

He presses a calloused fingertip under your chin and keeps your eyes on his when he asks, “then how can I make his better darlin’?”

“Stop being so hot?” you pout with a small shrug.

His head falls toward his chest and he chuckles.

“Darlin’…”

You hop off his lap, evading his grabby hands until you’re standing between his spread legs. You look him over.

“For one…stop sitting like that.”

“Like what?” he asks and looks down at himself.

“Like that!” you say with a stomp of your foot. “You’re manspreading so bad you’re practically taking up the whole couch and those legs!”

“I’m comfortable,” he says defensively. “Besides…what do you want me to do with this thing.”

He points between his legs with a playful smirk.

“JOEL!!!!!!!!!!” you whine. “That’s exactly my point. She’s probably daydreams about how big it is!”

His eyes go wide and he shifts uncomfortably.

“You should probably stop wearing such tight jeans too.”

“I’m not changing my wardrobe for nobody! Like I said, she can fuck off.”

“Ughhhh,” you sigh as you fall dramatically onto the couch. “Forget it. Even if you wore a bag you’d be hot. It’s no use.”

“You should talk,” he says as he grabs your ankles and pulls you down flat.

He positions himself above you, caging you in with his arms. “You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

You smile and play with the fabric of his shirt. “But the neighbor doesn’t give two shits about me. She likes you.”

“These arms,” you sigh dreamily and lightly scrape your fingertips along his biceps. “The tattoos…”

You emphasize the last word with a poke to his solid chest and his smile grows. Your fingers comb through the hair lining his jaw before they slide between the soft strands on his head.

“You know she probably goes nuts over your bike too,” you state with a roll of your eyes.

He presses into you, letting just enough of his weight settle on top of you so you can feel every inch of him.

“Pretty sure you went nuts over my bike…”

“Well YEAH. Of course I did,” you say, your expression full of ‘duh.’ “You…on that bike…pretty irresistible.”

He winks down at you, leaning closer until his lips are just a breath away.

“You…bent over my bike…that’s irresistible.”

You giggle and give his hair a tug, pulling his lips to yours.

“You wanna come help me?” Joel asks as he ties up his boots.

For a brief moment you just watch him, taking in his dark jeans pulled tightly across his thick thighs and his muscled forearms flexing with every movement he makes.

“I’m not letting you out of my sight,” you state decisively and lift your chin.

He gives you a lopsided smirk as he stands and takes your hand. “Good.”

He holds the door open for you and ushers you outside, stopping at his pickup truck to grab his tool box before he carries it to his bike that’s parked further down the driveway.

The neighborhood is quiet and when you peek over to the house next door it looks dark.

“She better not show up,” you mutter to yourself.

“What was that darlin’?” Joel asks, as he kneels to search for a tool.

“Hmm? Oh nothing,” you say and wave him off. “How can I help?”

As Joel’s kneeling down on one side of the bike and you’re on the other, hidden by the large machine, you hear a voice that makes you cringe.

“Oh Joel! There you are! I was hoping you could help me with something.”

You go still and wait. You can hear Joel’s sigh and see him stand and turn to your favorite neighbor.

“Hey,” he says blankly.

She smiles brightly and holds out a jar. “I just can’t seem to get this jar open for anything and I knew you’d be just the guy to ask…and here you are!”

She bats her lashes and steps closer to him. He quickly shoots his hand out and grabs the jar, effectively stopping her advance.

He takes it between his hands and twists the top once, easily popping it off.

“There ya go,” he says and hands it back to her.

She stands at stares at him in awe. “Oh wow. Thank you! You made that look so easy. You must have very…”

That’s as much as you can bear and you stand abruptly, causing Joel’s bike to wobble. The neighbor startles at your sudden appearance and her face goes sour.

“Oh yes,” you start with a saccharine smile. “His hands. They’re so big and strong and he knows just how to use them.”

Joel chokes out a cough to stifle his laughter and turns your way, winking knowingly. The neighbor drags her eyes away from you with a roll and pins them back on Joel, letting her gaze move down his body with appreciation.

“I love your bike,” she says to him.

You saunter over and stand next to Joel. He winds his arm around your waist and tucks you into his side.

“Beautiful, isn’t it,” you agree. “And the ride is even better.”

You lean into Joel and slip your hand inside his leather jacket. The way you emphasize the word ‘ride’ doesn’t go unnoticed and his fingers dig into your skin.

The neighbor ignores you completely and asks Joel, “is something wrong with it? I see you have all your tools out.”

“No,” he replies. “Just doing a tune up before we leave.”

With those words he releases you with a kiss and goes back to work.

“We’re going on an overnight trip,” you explain.

She gives you a look that screams, ‘I didn’t ask you.’ You go on anyway.

“We’re going to sleep out under the stars. It’ll be chilly at night…but Joel knows how to keep me warm.”

You giggle with your last words and lift your shoulders sweetly. The neighbors face scrunches up in anger.

“Alright darlin.’ Everything looks good. Let’s go.”

You twinkle your fingers at the neighbor and wait as Joel puts the helmet over your head and secures the strap. He then takes off his leather jacket and puts it on you, zipping it up to your chin. You snuggle into it with a big inhale and say, “smells so good.”

The neighbor face gets even more sour but both you and Joel ignore her and hop on the bike. He revs the engine a few times before taking off down the road in a blur.

Once Joel reaches your destination he pulls over and moves deeper onto the soft dirt before stopping. He holds the motorcycle steady as you climb off and start to remove the helmet.

His hands settle on your waist and he looks you over.

“How’re you doin’ darlin’?”

“Better,” you whisper. “She got the hint. And I think I’m really starting to understand why riding is so enjoyable.”

He chuckles and raises his brows questioningly.

“The speed, the wind against your skin, your body pressed to mine…all the vibrations.”

With those few words Joel’s entire focus shifts and his voice drops when he asks, “you like that?”

“Mm hm. I love it.”

“Darlin’,” he murmurs.

He closes the space between you, kissing you hard and grabbing your ass. He kneads your flesh and you arch into his touch. He doesn’t stop and gives your ass cheek a hard slap.

“Ohhh,” you moan. “Was that because of what I said earlier?”

“I liked everything you said. Now how about you turn around and bend over my bike darlin.”

Even as he says it he doesn’t wait for you to do it and spins you himself, pressing gently until your resting on the seat. He runs his hands down your back, reaching the waistband of your jeans. His hard cock grinds against you and you hiss in pleasure.

He leans over you, pressing a line of soft kisses down your neck while he makes quick work of your jeans, helping you wiggle out of them until they lock at your feet. His rough fingertips caress your newly exposed skin and he hums in appreciation before dropping to his knees.

“Look at you,” he murmurs. “Fuck darlin.’ I can’t wait to taste you.”

@hiddles-rose @littleseasiren @lorilane33 @blackwidownat2814 @kmc1989 @lizette50

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pinkeos · 1 month

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AFAB!Caelus x AMAB!Reader || 18+ MDNI

Warning/s: SMUT, overstimulation, marathon sex, caelus and reader are too horny for their own good

Notes: it's been a while since i wrote anything nsfw but horny thoughts of caelus were just too much for my mind so i wrote it🧍

When you first laid your eyes on Caelus, you couldn't deny how pretty the man was. Plus with that strange but quite funny personality of his, the attraction was inevitable.

It took a while of pining, dancing around each other, the tension surrounding the both of you getting stronger and stronger each day you would see each other. Given how both of you were passengers of the express, that was pretty much everyday.

Until finally, the tension got too thick to ignore and you found yourself in bed with the man multiple times than you could count. There wasn't really an official ‘declaration’ of some sort that you were now dating, it just happened and you would often see each other more than what people would consider as ‘friends just hanging out’ (and you also quite literally shove your tongue down his throat any given moment).

And tonight was one of those nights you couldn't keep your hands to yourself. Caelus was panting hard by the time you separated from his lips, licking your own as your eyes settled to gaze into his amber ones.

“You're so pretty like this.” You murmured under your breath, hips snapping up to rub the bulge on your pants against his crotch.

This earned a moan from him, his hands holding onto your bicep as he whined for you to come closer. You chuckled at this, burying your face against his neck and inhaling his scent. His legs wrapped shamelessly around your waist, bringing you even closer than before.

“You know I love you, right?” You asked suddenly, placing small kisses on the sensitive skin of his neck.

This was the first time you admitted you loved him, verbally at least. From the look of shock on his face, the man was evidently taken aback. He shyly pressed the back of his hand against his mouth, turning away with a tint of red on his cheeks.

“Y-yes.” He answered.

You chuckled once more, hands taking a hold of his thighs, “Good. Because I’m about to fuck you like I don't.”

Caelus should've paid heed to that warning, but at the same time, he didn't also really want to.

Who knows how long it has been since you started, the only thing you know right now was that you were far from over. He couldn't count the amount of times you've made each other cum. He's been flipped and manhandled into positions more than he could count.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head as your cock buried even deeper inside of him. His cunt was already filled with your cum, and the sight of yours and his release flowing out of him with every pump of your dick only turned you on even more.

Your lower halves were sticky, cum coating your pelvis and his thighs but you couldn't care less. The sight was too hot, too enticing that you wanted to make a mess of him again and again.

“You feel so good, baby.” You groaned, thrusting your hips even faster, your palm coming down to slap the fat of his ass, “You feel so fucking good, squeeze me like that again— fuck!”

He could feel the veins of your cock rubbing against his warm walls, your tip pressing deliciously against his cervix with every pump. His hands held onto the sheets as if his life depended on it, eyes filled with unshed tears as the pleasure took over him. You set up a brutal pace, unwavering. He could feel it, the knot in his stomach was tightening, he was almost there.

You could feel him clenching around you, sending a shiver up your spine as your hold on his hips tightened, bringing him down to meet your thrusts as you grew desperate to cum again.

“T-too much— nnghh! Cumming!” The gray haired man threw his head back, eyes rolling to the back of his head, tongue lolling out as he lost himself once more in the pleasure.

The pad of your thumb met his clit, rubbing in fast circles to coax even more out of his already spent pussy. His legs shook as he climaxed, squirming and crying at the overstimulation your thumb gave his clit.

You chuckled at the worn out look on his face, wiping away the tear that rolled down his cheek, “Oh, baby, we're not done just yet.”

Ending note: im on writing streak rn watch me disappear after a while- /j

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melehound · 10 months

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The first time 141 + König say “I love you” FEM READER!

Kyle “gaz” garrick

It’s huge for him when he says it he’s so worried it’s not the right time so he tries to play it off casually like before you both lay down to sleep and he has his back to you in bed he says “Goodnight love, I love you”

When you say it back he lets out a deep relieved sigh and rolls over to cuddle you

Prefers calls over texting so he’ll just talk to you while your away from him when he has time every time he calls you without fail he says I love you and when you don’t say it back he’s like “🤨”

John “soap” mactavish

He comes home absolutely plastered one night and he’s talking about how much he loves his gf (you) and how he plans to marry you and give you a family

He recorded all of this rejecting you trying to have proof that he wasn’t cheating on you (with you 💀)

He saw it in the morning and he never recovered but he started saying ily more but it reminds him of the video and he worries you’ll bring it up and make fun of him

John price

Before he goes to work on a lazy Monday morning “alright love I’ll be back later, love you”

And he doesn’t realize what he said before he walked out the door and he just rolled with it and just started saying it everyday before he left for work

He doesn’t really like texting but he’ll do it for you he just leaves everybody else on delivered and read

Your the person everybody sees him texting in the most random situations “cap? What are you doing we’ve been captured who are you texting!?” “I’m texting (y/n) she should be sleeping near this time 😊”

Simon “ghost” Riley

It’s over text before you go to bed “gn ily”

It wasnt on purpose he just typed it and went to bed and he woke up with your text saying “omg ily too gn 💗” and he’s like sp confused he honestly didn’t do it on purpose he was so tired

After that he says it over text and irl every time he leaves the house or when he goes to bed almost every night he’s apart from you

Also random tangent I feel like his first impression of true love was an ancient version of high school musical on a shitty VCR tape Troy bolten and Gabriella Montez were what true love was to him because he knew what his parents had at young age wasn’t healthy because he’s seen other peoples happy family’s on television and at school so he would have that movie on repeat (it was the only VCR tape he had)

König

He blurted it out after he busted early during sex

He’s so embarrassed that it was the first time he said it but now he just can’t stop telling you

He says it so much it’s not even funny he puts it at the end of most of his texts “going to the store, love you ❤️” “left for work, love you ❤️” “taking a shower, love you ❤️” “goodnight i love you ❤️”

He keeps you on call when he goes to public spaces so he doesn’t look approachable especially when he goes to the store

((✿: running dry on requests need more pls🌚 just hit 100 followers 😭 thank you sm omg))

#cod x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x you #könig x reader #john price x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #141 headcanons #cod headcanons #john soap mctavish x reader

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sciderman · 19 days

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I give you one better, I invite you to avoid the negativity and tell us. What would be the perfect DP/SP cannon comic for you? Like that topics and motivations and even silly jokes would make you fill with joy and happiness and fun reading it?

Also if you could choose any writer to do it, who would it be?

for real the spideypool book of all time is avenging spider-man #12-#13, for wade and peter's ridiculous dynamic where - unlike most of deadpool and spider-man's team-ups, spider-man is honestly in good spirits and good humour, and is rolling with the punches.

i think that's the big reason why i love this particular team-up so much - it's not as mean-spirited as literally every other spider-man and deadpool routine, where spider-man is kind of excessively mean to deadpool. like sure, wade and peter aren't friends, exactly, but peter's not excessively mean, and they just have this delightful little dynamic where - like, peter's disappointed, but i don't know, it doesn't feel belittling to me. even when peter's disappointed.

it's the most likeable peter's ever been in any spider-man and deadpool team-up. he really really has a likability issue in every single spider-man/deadpool team-up. in every single one, save for this one, peter is just... really unlikeable in the spider-man/deadpool dynamic. he's always holier-than-thou, and i really can't stand it.

so if there were a spider-man and deadpool book i'd want to read - it would have to have wade and peter on equal footing. none of this holier-than-thou stuff - peter doesn't see himself as superior. he probably will still see deadpool as a nuisance, but he doesn't think he's better than wade. i'd want it to stay street-level. i'd want a lot of opportunities for each of them to surprise each other with their abilities - i'd want wade to constantly be taken aback by peter's brilliance, and i'd want peter to be taken aback by how sharp wade is. i'd want that respect between them to grow, over time. equal footing. a balance of powers. i really don't think it's fair that, kind of consistently, peter's always held the power in the dynamic and wade's kind of always a bit of a doormat with peter. so - i want them to dismantle that hero-worship dynamic, and put them on equal footing.

god. and the series has to be funny. dear god let it be funny. the sm/dp series was just - not funny. i can't remember a single joke that landed, for me. if there's anything a spider-man and deadpool book has to be, it's funny. please. deeeeaaaar god please.

#sci speaks #i don't know about which writer i'd pick.#i'd say i'd love a book done by niceiza but like #i don't know. yes he technically ESTABLISHED the spideypool dynamic. he wrote the first spider-man and deadpool canonical meeting.#he laid the groundwork. but i don't know if it's a dynamic he's very passionate about.#he's my favourite deadpool writer but. i don't know if i want to see his particular wade interacting with peter.#i just don't think they'd get along.#niceiza's wade is kind of too much of an insecure baby. and there's always an imbalance of power when he writes wade.#thinking of my silly little reference to wil.e coyote in tunnel o' love. that's nicieza's wade.#an unfortunate figure who kind of always embarrasses himself.#that's not the wade i want to see paired up with peter.#with cable yeah. that's funny.#but with peter? i don't know. i don't think peter should hold the power in the dynamic. it should be a balance of powers.#nate can be the straight man. but i don't really like seeing peter be reduced to the straight man.#he's not. he's not the straight man. he needs to be as much of a goofball and as much of an embarrassment as wade.#yeah. yeah.

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daceydeath · 1 year

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That Fine Line Between

Pairing: Seungmin x reader Word Count: 2.6K Genre: Smut, Angst 🔞 Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, swearing, sex (both protected and not), degradation, breath play (choking), oral sex (f receiving), fingering.

They say there is a fine line between pleasure and pain but there is also a line between having feelings for someone and those feelings driving you insane.

For my beloved @krishastumblernow

"Such a fucking bitch all the time what would everyone think watching you fall apart on my cock huh?" Seungmin growled snapping his hips into you even harder making you whine.

"God how did such a perfect cunt end up in such a fucking useless bitch" he continued to degrade you harshly as his fingers came up to wrap around your throat and pin you to the large mirror behind the bathroom counter.

This is how it always went you would show up to a party hoping he wouldn't be there, hoping he wouldn't give you the best sex of your life served alongside his hateful vitriol. He was quiet and sweet to everyone but you, he hated you and he had made that clear to you, he wanted to fuck you full then not see or speak to you again until the next time him he pushed you against a wall and fucked you stupid all over again. You didn't hate Seungmin it was the opposite really you thought he was stupidly handsome and funny and to begin with the harsh words and names helped to work you up but they got more hateful and colder as your hook ups increased to the point that you didn't even want to go to parties unless you thought he might not be there or you were with your friends.

"Seung...min" you gasped tears forming in your eyes as he roughly pushed his face into your shoulder mouthing at the fabric to quieten himself.

"Aww does the little dirty whore need more?" his eyes were closed as he squeezed the sides of your throat slightly his panting getting louder in your ear. You sniffed softly your voice failing you making him stop his movements instantly and slide himself from you carefully.

"Shit did I hurt you" he whispered cupping your face gently and checking your throat for finger marks.

"I need to stop, I can't do this" you sobbed out covering your face as tears fell down your cheeks.

"Alright, that's totally fine, are you sure I didn't hurt you? I can take you to the hospital if you need me to" He swallowed hard pulling the condom off his rapidly softening dick and yanking his jeans back up before helping you pull your dress back into place so that you were covered.

"Why are you being nice to me now?" you sniffed again looking down so he couldn't see your face as the tears kept falling from your eyes.

"Why wouldn't I be nice to you? You let me have you like this every time we see each other, I don't understand" He mumbled helping you from the counter to stand on your slightly wobbly legs.

"You hate me, you have made that pretty clear" you wiped your nose and dabbed your eyes with the tissue he had handed to you.

"I absolutely do not hate you" He starred at you wide eyed before taking you hand in his large one and dragging you from the bathroom, through the party and out to his car ignoring the cat calls that followed you both "get in I'll take you home and we can talk".

"Why so you can tell me I'm useless, that you would have loved it if I was someone else, that I'm just a whore" you mumbled but still going along with him as he held the door open for you. You couldn't see his face but the silence that followed your words was louder than you expected.

"For a start I don't hate you, I mean do you really think I would hook up with you every chance I get if I hated you?" He asked sounding sad "and the things I say while we are together, I don't mean them, surely you know I don't mean them. You liked it the first time so I kept it up I thought it was just a thing you were into" his face was flushed pink in embarrassment as he started the car.

"If you don't hate me why do you never acknowledge me outside of pulling me into bathrooms and spare rooms? We have two lectures together and you have never once even looked at me" you looked out the windscreen waiting for him to take off so you could go home.

"I didn't think you would want me to, you don't let me kiss your mouth, you just leave as soon as were done there isn't a goodbye or anything. I thought you just wanted the sex" he sighed defeated "Where do you want me to take you?" you turned back to see the sorrow on his face, it looked so genuine and he looked so much like a lost little boy you couldn't stop yourself from cupping his face in your hand.

"My apartment is on 6th Street" you mumbled pulling at the hem off your dress. It only took another five minutes to get to your apartment but the silence between you was so loud it felt like it might deafen you. Pulling his car in a few cars down from your place he got out of the car to open your door for you carefully taking your hand in his to do so.

"Please I want to talk about this, I can't deal with the idea I'm leaving you here in pain. I need to try to fix this feeling between us" he whispered you nodded blindly as he locked his car and followed you inside, staying quiet while he followed you up the first flight of stairs and into your home.

"Did you want some water or anything?" you swallowed hard watching him take his shoes off and step into your sanctuary, the one place in your world until now he hadn't tainted.

"No, I'm fine" he nodded as you went and sat on the couch waiting for him to tell you whatever it was he wanted before he left and you could go to bed and cry yourself to sleep.

"I don't hate you, I would never have touched you if I hated you, I thought you liked it when I was rough with you and called you names" he sighed looking at the floor.

"I liked it when what you said wasn't so cruel, no one wants to be told they are useless and a disgusting whore or that its a shame that it's me your fucking" you felt the tears stinging your eyes again so you looked to the hands in your lap.

"I'm sorry baby, I thought that I had to make it bigger and bigger each time so you wouldn't get bored. I fucked it all up didn't I?" he groaned sadly "You are already too good for me and the fact that you even let me near you was more than I deserved and now all I've done was hurt you and I never wanted that, I swear. Fuck I am so in love with you and I've hurt you". He hung his head before turning to leave "I'm so sorry".

"You love me?" you blurted out as he reached the entry way to put his shoes back on.

"Fuck, I didn't mean to tell you that either, I'm an idiot just ignore me" he mumbled still going to put his shoes on.

"I like you too Seungmin, a lot, that's why I'm upset" you babbled quickly "I thought I couldn't keep doing this knowing that my feelings were growing for you and thinking you hated me". He turned towards you his eyes wide as you fiddled with one of the rings on your finger not brave enough to keep looking at him. Walking fast across the room he pulled you to your feet and wrapped his arms around you tightly, holding you to his chest like his life depended on it.

"Be mine, please, I'll treat you so well, so much better than I have" he whispered against your hair as his fingers dug into your skin slightly.

"Seung" you breathed unsure if this was all now just a fever dream.

"I'll show you how much I love you then" he continued his hands sliding up your sides to cup your face slowly pressing his lips to your softly and sighing as you wound your fingers into the fabric of his shirt "Decide after I have shown you how much I love you".

He let his hands trail back down to your sides moving them slowly to touch and feel every inch of you he could pausing only when he came to you breasts which he squeezed gently teasing your now hardening nipples through the fabric of your dress.

"If you want me to stop I will, I don't want to hurt you" he murmured against your lips pressing them back to yours when you didn't move to stop him, his tongue ran across the seam of your lips silently asking for permission which you gave him opening your lips for his tongue to slide against yours sensually as your hands mapped his chest and shoulders. You whimpered softly against his lips making him squeeze your hips slightly pulling you even closer to his body.

"I want to make you feel so good baby" he mumbled against your jaw as he kissed his way to your throat "Will you let me make it up to you?" you nodded your head before letting it fall back exposing more of your throat to him.

"Where's your bedroom baby?" he whispered kissing his way along your collarbone.

"That door" you gasped as he nipped your skin softly teeth grazing lightly across your exposed flesh. Seungmin let you move the pair of you to your room his hands never leaving your body his lips pressed to the side of your throat until he paused beside your bed his fingers on the zipper that held your dress up. You didn't immediately understand then it dawned out you although he had fucked you a dozen times he had never undressed you, never seen you totally bare for him it was always just removed underwear and hiked up skirts.

"Can I? Will you let me see all of you this time?" he whispered reverently his eyes gazing at you adoringly, your heart melted as you saw how soft his eyes had grown looking at you. You smiled helping him to start pulling down your dress zipper and slide the straps down your shoulders allowing it to eventually fall to the floor and pool at your feet.

"You are so beautiful" Seungmin breathed taking in your body now clad only in your underwear.

"You really think that?" you murmured pulling him back in to kiss him again making him nod into the kiss his hands moving to undo the buttons on his shirts and tug off his pants to leave him as undressed as you.

"You're gorgeous, incredible and so fucking sexy" groaned softly punctuating each word with a kiss as he kissed his way down your neck to your chest his large hands cupping and massaging your breasts his thumbs dragging slowly across your nipples. You hummed with pleasure your own hands mapping his chest the muscles tensing beneath your fingertips as you dragged them down from his shoulders across his pecs and down to his abs.

He moved slowly to lower you to your bed hovering above you he unlatched your bra as he went so he could finally taste some of the skin you had always kept hidden from him, his tongue tracing around the pink bud before sucking it between his lips. Your gasps and soft noises only moved to spur him on one of his hands snaking down your abdomen to slide inside your underwear teasingly running a finger up and down your slit.

"Seungmin" you sighed your breath increasing at his ministrations his lips moving from one of your nipples to the other before kissing and nibbling his way down to your hips sucking a mark into the soft flesh there. Hooking his fingers under your underwear he helped to shimmy them down your legs leaving you completely bare to him for the first time since you started hooking up. Seungmin grinned roguishly at you before leaning in and licking a long teasing stripe between your folds making you moan softly. He began his agonizingly slow pace of flicking and sucking on your clit then lapping at your entrance his tongue pressing inside you to taste the essence from your plush walls. You could feel the warmth in your belly starting to spread as he slipped the first finger into you hooking it slightly to find the perfect spongy spot within you making you whine as he brushed against it again and again eventually adding another finger.

"Let go for me baby I promise I will give you another one" He whispered huskily his voice making you feel like your body was on fire. He went back you teasing your clit with his tongue before you fell over the edge of your orgasm calling his name loudly.

"Seungmin, please I need you" you gasped your legs still shaking from the intensity of how hard you had just cum on his face. He wiped his chin with the back of his hand and moved away from you to pull his boxers down his legs.

"Baby, you sure?" He almost growled watching you panting on the bed legs still spread for him your perfect wet pussy on full display for him, you whined nodding holding your arms out to him to pull him towards you "I don't want to hurt you".

"You wont hurt me Seung" you begged as you watched him give in and crawl back between your thighs his cock rock hard and leaking precum making you more desperate for him.

Seungmin slowly slid himself inside you filling you until it was almost too much but you still felt like it was not enough you needed all of him. Cupping your face he kissed you tenderly gently rocking his hips against yours grinding his pelvic bone again you sending sparks through your clit again.

"You feel so fucking tight baby" he groaned deeply taking your hand in his to intertwine your fingers together against the mattress as he continued to love you.

"Seungmin" you mewled rolling your hips against him trying to chase the second high that was already building in your core.

"I got you baby, my pretty baby, let me make you feel good" he moaned picking up his pace to snap his hips against you a little faster as you voice grew breathier.

"Fuck you look so pretty like this" he panted into your ear pushing you over the edge again and letting out an almost pornographic moan as your vision went white. Seungmin followed you unable to hold out with how perfectly your walls were squeezing him, he painted your walls with hot ropes of cum.

"I'm sorry I was hoping to give you three" he breathed hard slipping himself out of you and reaching for the tissues on your bedside table to help you clean yourself up a bit.

"Maybe we could try that in the morning?" you whispered biting your lip as you looked up at him "You could always stay".

"Does this mean I'm forgiven for being an absolute fuckwit?" he smiled brilliantly laying beside you and pulling you into his arms.

"Maybe" you yawned your head laying on his naked chest as he pulled the blankets around you.

"I will never hurt you again I swear it" he whispered into the crown of your head and your eyes grew heavy and sleep took you.

a/n: Thank you again for reading and all your support you mean the world to me you wonderful humans, and just like always all your comments, reblogs and likes are appreciated and cherished xx

Taglist (open): @christopher-bangnaldoskzz, @armystay89, @damnyouficc, @roamingpolar, @tara-skyhold, @bakedlilgoonie, @krishastumblernow, @mrsseals16, @fawnpeaks, @leeknowinggg, @uno7, @tanzen-ist-gold

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piningpercussionist · 4 months

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Ms Kim Pine what song would you say most describes you as a person? :3c

Huh... That's a pretty good question, honestly...

I guess like anyone else I tend towards music that resonates with me, sure... don't tell anyone, but lately I've been listening to Honorable Mention, by Fall Out Boy? It doesn't quite fit the bill, but... it's nice.

But, yeah. A tough one. I might have to get back to you with a better answer, sometime, if that's alright.

#ooc: let me have this let me have this LET ME HAVE THIS--#ooc: uhhh honestly though idk how many songs in my kim playlist are ones that she feasibly could have listened to in terms of the timeline #ooc: like. a fair portion of this stuff definitely came out post 2006 im pretty sure. i know the depeche mode stuff- this-and then a track #+ that I MIGHT be removing are all ones she could have heard for sure?#ooc: this is part of why i do my PZ radio stuff in the discord-- a lot of the songs i modded in are ones she could have listened to. so im #+ constantly on the hunt for tracks that feel like they would be her or that she would listen to at least #ooc: if i could give her a more recent song though- misanthropic drunken loner is one that i feel she'd give as answer here feasibly.#:3c #(ooc: there is a reason for the :3c and like two people know it for sure. heh. it'll be funny when unveiled.. trust....)#ooc: and then earlier today- ack. yesterday actually- i was given penelope scott's Gross for consideration and that actually felt so right+#+in some ways #((ooc: NOW EVERYONE GO LOOK AT THAT ONE KIM EDIT TO HONORABLE MENTION AGAIN--))#pine.txt #asks #anon #rp #kim pine #sp comic #spvtwtg #spto #spvtw #GAME OVER! RESTART...?#ooc: and as always i would love to hear the songs that make yall think of Kim ♡#whoops this got posted early on accident #i am like nodding off as i schedule these rn that's why

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oniikabuto · 1 year

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hi i hope this doesnt seem annoying bc i have never requested anything from ppl IDK it makes me anxious 😭 but ur one bed for sp was so cute i adore ur writing !!! do u think u could do it for craigs gang + butters?

one bed! part 2

-- sfw --

part one (main 4 boys)

characters: butters stotch, craig tucker, tweek tweak, tolkien black, jimmy valmer, clyde donovan

a/n: you arent annoying at all dws!! ty for being my first request this is monumental. oh and i wasnt sure if tweek counted as part of craigs gang or not but i adore him so i made one for him. also thank you!!!!!! ;; also jimmy is so underrated i love him so much mwagh

notes: i cant write clyde for shit idk he has no personaluty sorry i love him though; same character dynamic as part 1 (mutual pining, character has a crush on the reader)

— ⛧ b. stotch

complains that it's past his bedtime, but gives in because he wants to spend time with you.

"it's past nine already!"

"well.. yeah. it isn't that late, butters."

"but i always sleep at nine!"

but he'll sit through movies with you anyways because he has a fat crush on you.

except when the end credits start rolling, you look over at butters and he's curled up in a ball, snoring.

you don't have the heart to wake him up, so you quietly shut your laptop and move it off your bed.

he'll probably get in trouble for not coming home at all, but his parents trust you enough. you can probably talk them out of grounding him tomorrow morning.

"butters", you whisper. "leo, you gotta move."

he rolls over, half-asleep and dazed. "huh..?"

"you're staying with me tonight. scoot over."

"o-oh, jeez, okay", he blushes when he feels the warmth of you next to him.

"night, butters."

he's probably praying he doesnt wet the bed he would actually die

murmurs in his sleep and talks about nonsense

drools like a puppy

probably goes mimimimimi like in the cartoons /j

you will wake up with his arm around you. if you move it, he'll find his way back again in his sleep

looks like a baby when he sleeps its so funny you cant help but take photos

— ⛧ c. tucker

you turn around to tell him it's getting late and ask if he needs a ride home

and he's dead asleep. on the floor. textbook over his lap. snoring very softly.

like no wonder it's been so quiet... as you were doing your homework, craig was asleep on your floor.

you felt so bad having to wake him up to move him to your bed

"craig, i'm so sorry. i got distracted, i didn't mean to-"

"it's fine. just let me sleep in the corner. i like your plushies", he yawns.

so he sleeps in the corner against the wall, and you sleep on the outside to make sure he doesn't roll right off the bed.

if you weren't there, he definitely would have bc when you wake up, he's smushed into you.

how can he breathe???

he also violently gnashes his teeth and it's very startling (my brother did that as a kid and i would almost pee myself in fear)

and he'll randomly put his hand somewhere like your face?????? the way he does it is so funny because it always seems like he's wide awake but you look over and he's mouth breathing and sound asleep

yeah he's a mouth breather

it's okay he's a cutie

— ⛧ t. tweak

passes the fuck out from coffee. like CRASHES

"yeah and then i was telling kyle about how- tweek, you okay?"

"tired....... can i go.....mmfjkg"

like at a certain point past 1am he just turns into a dead slug

poor thing

you just send him up to your bedroom and get him a change of clothes so that he doesn't have to sleep in a button-up

except by the time you get up to your room, he's dead asleep.

you don't bother trying to wake him up, since you've never seen him sleep so peacefully.

he's curled up on his side, face buried in your plushies.

you scoot in next to him, so close that you can smell the milky coffee lingering in his hair.

it's kinda nice

in the middle of the night you wake up to a really strange noise.

it's tweek

he's doing this weird clicky thing with his tongue in his mouth in his sleep

like. okay?????? you go back to sleep

and then he flings his whole arm over and WHACKS you hard in the face

"TWEEK??"

"nhg..,"

he just randomly jerks in his sleep, wakes up for a second and falls back asleep

it's very startling

sometimes you have to hold him down with your arms

he loves it

— ⛧ t. black

actually a super chill guy to sleep with

he's enjoyable to have over

you'll both be studying for midterm exams next week, and he yawns

"it's like. ten. do you just wanna spend the night here?"

"is that, uh- is that okay with you?"

"yeah, my room's upstairs. i'll meet you up there in a sec"

he'll text his mom that he's spending the night because he's actually responsible

gets a little embarassed to sleep in your bed

but a win is a win

gets a LOT embarassed when you get in bed with him

falls asleep pretty fast actually

he's a relatively normal sleeper

spends like 30 minutes in the bathroom washing his face and stuff before he goes to bed

"do you have cleanser?"

sleeps like a rock

except for when he randomly talks

like TALKS. clear as day

scares you shitless

"y/n."

'tolkien??? are you up still??"

"why would you do that."

"do what??"

"grape juice"

and then he'd roll over and go back to sleep

does not remember any of his nighttime conversations in the morning

"i said that? are you sure?"

— ⛧ j. valmer

fell asleep on your couch in the middle of a horror movie

to your dismay

because when you turned away from the screen and grab at him in fear, he's SNORING. his ass is SNORING as the clown violently murders the main character.

"jimmy!"

"what?"

you just make a jokingly-angry face at him.

"it's late. can't i ju-just stay h-h-here?"

"well- i mean, sure, but you can't just sleep on the couch, dude. come up to my room, i'll show you."

"re-really?"

grins ear to ear

hes so down bad for you

almost implodes when you lean his crutches against the door and make sure they won't fall

DOES implode when you get in next to him

he smells like dish soap but in a good way

like citrus

you tell him so, and to that he makes a stupid "orange-you happy i'm here" joke

"jimmy, go to sleep."

"f-fine."

makes sure he's got the elastics for his braces in

in the middle of the night he'll whisper your name

"y/n r u still up"

"yeah what"

"i just thought of something really funny"

it gets old so fast but it's okay he's cute

— ⛧ c. donovan

crashes at 8pm after insisting he can pull an all-nighter

refuses to get up unless you drag him by his ankles

and even then he'll lay on the floor like a dead fish

so you just let him stay

meticulously brushes his hair sideways with wet fingers to make sure he doesn't wake up with a bedhead in front of you

he does anyway.

you walk up behind him as he moves his hair "whatcha doin?"

he jumps THREE FEET and whirls around

"nothing!" as if he's hiding a government secret or sum

once you guys r in bed he stops acting all tough and cool and just freaks out

his back will be turned but he's beet red

breathes really loudly when he falls asleep

and sleeps in ATROCIOUS positions

you'll wake up with his foot on your chest and the blanket flipped upside down

someone needs to belt this boy down to the bed or something

he's really a cute sleeper though

sometimes you wake up and see him face-down in a pillow and move him over to make sure he doesn't like. suffocate

and then he wakes up to you on top of him with no context

"....y/n?"

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kujousgf · 4 months

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II. DARK LEGION. mdni. 18+. series masterlist

pairings: wanda maximoff + mutant!reader

summary: you and wanda talk... kind of

warnings: slight violence

wc: 1.8k~

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It’s a stupid question, Wanda knows that. Of course you know about the prophecy, why else would you be here? There is no way that you just happened to show up out of nowhere without knowing. You nod, and you’re happy your hands are occupied in your pockets to stop them from twitching or fidgeting, you haven’t had this many eyes on you in, well, a while. “Agatha spoke to me about it briefly,” you pause for a second, “but I’m not entirely familiar with what it seems to be talking about.”

You hope Wanda understands what you mean when you say that without having to say it explicitly. You’re familiar with who Chthon is, but what you don’t know is what exactly the Darkhold means by Wanda being ‘born from Chthon’ and simply because of the nature of the God, you’re not sure she would be willing to discuss it so openly and in front of everyone. You’d been thinking about it for a combined few hours now, trying to figure out what exactly is meant by the word ‘born’. You were actually largely confused by the fact that this prophecy was in the Darkhold at all. That, however, was something you could think about later.

Agatha cuts in before Wanda can speak and effectively seals both of your fates, “Wanda, dear, why don’t you take our Hunter to the library? You two can discuss the prophecy while the rest of us come up with a plan. Maybe some of Tony’s gadgets can help track down Lilith.” She smiles after she’s done and you both know you can’t say no because it wasn’t really a question. You should just leave, really, go back to that middle of nowhere town and forget all of this even happened, but you still can’t shake that nagging feeling in the back of your head. The one that tells you this is something you have to do whether you want to or not.

It’s quiet as the two of you walk to the library, the only sound being your footsteps on the floor and the occasional bird chirping outside when you walk past an open window. It’s not an entirely awkward silence, it’s just that neither of you are particularly willing to start a conversation. You’re focused too much on trying to remember exactly where the library is just in case it becomes useful in the future, and Wanda’s trying not to focus on the way her heart speeds up when you're near.

In order to ignore the way your own heart seems to be beating out of your chest, something that hasn’t happened in a long long time, you attempt to make small talk. “What,” you pause for just a second, trying to figure out which question you want to ask, “did Tony mean when he said ‘new’ loverboy? And what’s so funny about me not being a boy?” It comes out a little awkwardly, not used to talking with people lately. And, admittedly, you realize you sound a little childish asking this particular question and something tugs at the nerves in your forearms when you do. It gives you a feeling you’d rather not think about.

Wanda merely glances at you, “I don’t believe that has anything to do with the prophecy, does it?”

You inwardly wince. Wrong question to ask, then. Your people skills clearly need work, but Wanda is also clearly guarded and doesn’t seem to want you around. She’d sounded unhappy, but cordial at best when she greeted you merely ten minutes ago. You can’t blame her, though, you’re not that happy to be here either. However, you can be cordial, too. There’s no need to act familiar with her, because even if it feels like you are, you’re not. “Of course, my apologies. That was rude of me to ask.. I’m sorry if I’ve overstepped.”

It really is none of your business what Wanda’s past relationships were or if she had any at all, you’re not sure why that was one of the first questions you asked, it wouldn’t usually be. What you do know is that the pulling in your nerves has shifted to a pulling at your veins that spreads through your body and you’re certain that it has nothing to do with Wanda now. You try not to let it show, but something outside of the compound is beckoning you towards it, calling for every essence of your being.

Your head snaps to the side and quicker than Wanda can even open her mouth to ask why you’ve stopped walking, your dagger is unsheathed and lodged into the chest of some… thing, pinning it against the wall and watching as the holes where its eyes would be glow green before they go dim and the creature turns to ash with a shrill screech. You’re not sure what it is and neither is Wanda, but the pulling in your veins has stopped and you feel the tension leave your body.

“What was that?” Wanda’s eyes have widened slightly as she looks between you and the pile of ash on the ground. “I…” you’re hesitant to say it, not wanting to face the facts, “believe it was sent by my mother.” You re-sheath the knife when you’re sure that was the only one. Wanda hadn’t even noticed you had it, otherwise she might have been more hesitant than she already was to go to the library alone with you. Even though she has no reason to suspect you’ll hurt her. In fact, part of her knows that you would never.

“What a—” Wanda thinks of what to say, not wanting to say anything to offend you, but knowing a thing or two about bad ‘parents,’ “nice welcome present.” She settles with, and you actually laugh a little. It’s quiet and it’s mixed with a bit of disbelief, but it’s a laugh and Wanda almost doesn’t hate the way it makes her feel warm inside. “Yeah, it almost makes up for the missed birthdays.”

The rest of the walk to the library is quiet and uneventful. Since there was only the one creature in the hallway and you couldn’t sense any more, the two of you decided you’d just tell Agatha after she was done whatever it was she was doing and perhaps she could tell you what it was. It wasn’t quite so tense with you and Wanda now, a little joke goes a long way, but neither of you attempted to make any small talk afterwards. You don’t feel the apprehension radiating off of Wanda anymore and she doesn’t feel the need to run away radiating off of you.

The library is nice if not a little dusty, as if the Avengers don’t make use of it nearly as much as they should. If you had a library like this you would be in it all the time. The bookshelves are a deep brown color and you run your fingertip across the length of one of the smaller shelves. Real wood. The room itself is huge and the walls are lined with bookshelves. There’s space in the center of the room with a large wooden table and a few chairs, but the rest of the space is filled with rows of bookshelves. You wonder just how many topics are covered in all of these books and if any of them have anything to do with what’s going on right now.

Your fingertips graze the spines of a couple of books as you make your way to the table, stopping to peer around the room. Wanda doesn’t speak, just observes as you take in the compound’s library. She had been enamored with it when she first moved into the compound and it seems to have the same effect on you. She’s noticed that the older books are the ones that catch your eye and for reasons she’s largely ignoring, files that detail away for later.

You reach into your back pocket and grab the envelope, taking it out and setting it on the table without really looking. It slides a little when it hits the wood before stopping. You don’t speak at first and neither does Wanda, waiting for you to figure out what you want to do, watching the wheels turn in your head as you look up at the ceiling. You take a breath before you look at the witch. There’s not exactly any point in keeping secrets, you decide.

“You know, I wasn’t going to come. When Agatha sent me that letter,” you gesture to the wrinkled envelope on the table, “I was fully prepared to ignore it. After all, it’s not exactly custom to agree to help someone you haven’t seen or spoken to in fifteen years, but there was something nagging me in the back of my mind, telling me I had to at least figure out what it was she wanted. But now that I’m here… I don’t think that’s what it was at all.”

Wanda’s breath catches because she knows what you’re going to say next and she doesn’t know if she wants you to or not. She feels it, too, the pull in her chest, and it’s like she can almost see the energy that connects you to her and her to you. She doesn’t entirely hate your presence anymore and it’s scary. It’s scary because it’s only been about 30 minutes and she can’t tell if these are her own feelings or if she just thinks she’s feeling this way because she’s supposed to. It’s scary because no one had ever made her feel anything more than indifference in less than a week. Up until she’d met you, hell, up until ten minutes ago, she had sworn to herself that she wouldn’t want anything to do with you, but now that you’re here she doesn’t know if she can ignore that pull. It’s almost infuriating. It was something she was going to ignore until you brought it up, but now that you have—

“I still don’t really know what I’m supposed to be doing here, but,” your voice pulls Wanda back to the present and she knows she has to stop you before you continue. “Don’t… please,” it’s a plea because she knows once you say those words there’s no taking them back, once the universe knows, there’s no taking it back, “I know, but it hasn’t even been a day and I,” her next words make bile rise up in her throat, “I have Vision.”

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