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hi-i-love-u-bitch · 11 months

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Okay I see your "if Hobie and Noir meet they would be besties and punch nazis together" and I totally agree with that! But also consider:

Hobie is Spider Noir's biggest fanboy!

Like in the comics he's like a HUGE Gwen Stacy stan and he's such a goofy little dork about it. In ATSV him and Gwen's relationship is more like chill friends, and I'm okay with that. But I think it be so funny that when Hobie was recruted into Spiderverse society and Miguel was showing him all the other universes with the different Spiderman variants he pauses by the computer screen with that one gritty black and white universe cuz he just saw some guy in a fedora and trench coat PUNCH A FUCKING NAZI!!! WHO IS THAT GUY?!?! HE'S SO COOL!!!

He asks Miguel a million and one question about the guy and when the old grump annoyingly shoos him away he asks Peter as he briefly met him during that one incident in Miles is dimension. When that still isn't enough he asks Lyla to tell him everything she knows on Noir. Now obviously Lyla has no obligation to do this but she's also never seen Hobie this giddy and excited over something other then music. Its adorable, he's almost like a little kid wanting to know everything about their favorite cartoon. Also she low key likes to annoy Miguel and Hobie's rebellious spirit that gets under her straight laced boss is skin which is hilarious.

You know when Gwen first met Hobie she was a bit intimated cuz he just had that "too cool" vibe about him. But as soon as she mentions that she has worked with other Spider people before, which includes Noir, he did a whole 180 and became a complete dork!

Hobie: Get out, you actually met him! 🤩

Gwen: Uh, yeah?

Hobie: How was he like? What did he say? Did he talk about fascist corruption that not only plagued the system back then but even now as well? Was he super cool during the fight?! 😃🤩💫😻

Gwen: ..........He was nice.

Hobie: That's so rad! ✨️🤟🤩

I also feel like, aside from Miles, Gwen keeps in contact with the other Spider peeps from the first movie and tried to recruit them into the Spider society but obviously Noir and Porker didn't join. Porker because he’s a cartoon that follows "toon logic" and Miguel's ideologies are too serious for his taste. And Noir because, and I quote: "The last I heard of a secret society designed to 'keep the peace for the greater good of humanity at any cost' a whole world war came about it. I know fascism when I see it, kid."

Gwen relays that message to Hobie when explaining why Noir isn't joining and Hobie's response to that is: "He gets it! He just like me fr! 😭💕"

I think it be really cute that in the next movie when they finally meet Hobie is kinda awkward and shy. Like this guy has never respected an adult in his life (at least not any that didn’t deserve the disrespect) and with Noir his all like "Hello sir" "How are you sir" "It's very nice to meet you sir!" And Noir is actually just a really nice guy if a little broody but he's heard so much about this kid from Gwen and how much of a good friend he's been to her so Noir already likes him on principle.

Hobie: Uh Mr. Noir-- Parker, sir! It is such an honor to meet you! The work you do in your universe is amazing and I hope to learn more while working alongside you however briefly.

Noir: Ah, Peter is just fine really, or Noir if it gets to confusing. No need to be so formal, we're all on equal footing here. I've heard a lot about you and your world as well from Gwen. Although it does sadden me that such a young man has to take on the burden of saving the world from such a corrupt society yet again, you're going about it quite well. War is hard and ugly and violent but you are amazingly brave to be able to stand up for what is right in the face of it all. If anybody is honored here it is me, for being able to meet such a remarkable young man like you. And knowing that my friends have made such honorable allies in the midst of all this chaos.

Hobie, externally: Yeah, it's whatevs 😎

Hobie, internally: Dont cry dont cry dont cry dont cry dont cry dont cry dont cry dont cry YOURE GUNNA LOOK SO UNCOOL IF YOU CRY IN FRONT OF HIM NOW 😭💕😭💕😭

I just think it be really cute if they had a wholesome father-son sort of relationship where they shit talk corrupt government systems and punch fascists together. You know, regular father-son bonding!

(Also I think that's another reason Miguel didn't invite Spider Noir to the Spiderverse, cuz he knew that both of these menaces together would cause a bigger headache than its worth 🤣🤣🤣)

#spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse #atsv #spider noir #spider punk #hobie brown #DO NOT TAG AS SHIP!!#father son relationship #spiderman #bunny talks #headcannons #hobie brown is a dork and we should all accept that #Noir is adopting ALL the colorful spider children

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ch3rriiii-bunn · 27 days

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Hello!! It’s me again. I am simply obsessed with the Kokushibo x fem! Reader that I requested, the “after hours” story. Like, it’s my favorite story currently.

I’m wanting to request a nsfw Muzan x fem! Reader where he has a maid (reader) and he saw her on the floor trying to scrub a spot off the floor that is refusing to come off. (her maid uniform/ outfit is short so her ass is peaking out) So he decides to pick her up by her forearm and leads her to his bedroom/chamber (not sure what to call it) and fucks her. (Not unwanted sex.)

I swear, requesting nsfw is awkward.😭

I’m so sorry for this request being a really long request, I hope this makes sense.😭

Please, take your time and have a good weekend and good next week!

Temptation

Pairing: Muzan x Fem!maid reader

Synopsis: Muzan seeing his maid bent over while cleaning and her not realizing how hard she made him♡

Content: Maid outfit, clothes on sex, Muzan is a ass man, Muzan being somewhat nice 😱, Dom Muzan, size kink (Muzan has a big pp), sub reader, Horny Muzan, doggy style, oral (M receiving), throat fucking, praising/degrading, edging, cum eating, creampie

Word count: 2.5k♡

A/n: Nooo don't feel awkward!!! You made a lot of sense dw. Hope you like this!♡

"How frustrating," Muzan said to himself in a low growl under his breath as he walked into his home. Nakime teleported Muzan back home after today's many failed experiences to make a replica of the blue spider lily. He has been trying to conquer the sun for many years and has invested his time searching and studying about this flower.

Knowing this, an annoyed day is very usual for Muzan. He is rarely satisfied, but today, he was angry. Angry another day went by with a failed experiment, and none of his upper ranks brought him news about the flower he desperately needed. Muzan lossend his tie and kicked off his shoes off at the front door and made his way inside with the intention of heading to his bath to relax.

However, he stopped once he turned the coner and saw you. His house maid on the floor, on your hands and knees, scrubbing the blood stain off the floor with all your strength. Usually, Muzan would be angry at you for being in his way, but it's like all the anger he felt from today was just gone once he eyes lay upon your ass from behind, admiring it's shape when your bent over.

You stopped and let out a heavy sigh. You leaned over more to rest your cheek down on the back of your hands. "Why is human blood so hard to get out? Wish it was a demons blood.. it would've just evaporated," you breathlessly said to yourself. You hadn't noticed Muzan come in yet, and with how you're bent over, it was only natural for your short skirt to ride up and expose your behind.

Muzan couldn't look away. His eyes narrow, seeing how the lining of your panties dig into the flesh of your ass and his eyes looked down between your legs to see how your panties also hug your pussy in place. Muzan's jaw clenched. He tried to hold himself back. He "didn't have time for this" or at least that's what he repeated in his head.

However, Muzan just couldn't push his thoughts away. His body couldn't either. Muzan's jaw lossened to let out some breaths, his fangs exposed, and his eyes looked down to his crotch. His body grew hot and he felt the blood rush down to his cock and saw the bulge for in his pants from his hard cock. Muzan couldn't take it anymore. It's been so long since he had a pretty human Satisfy him, especially after tonight.

Muzan needed you, and he needed you now. He cleared his throat for you to notice his arrival, and you snapped out of your exhausted state. You quickly turned around, fixing your skirt, and sat down on the floor. "Welcome home, Lord Muzan. I'd greet you better, but as you can see.." You chuckled nervously. "The stain is quiet hard to get out," you explain.

You were prepared for Muzan to throw some kind of insult at you but not prepared for his response. "I prefer this greeting." Muzan said. His lips were once a frown when he came into the house and now curled into a smirk. A lustful smirk. You opened your mouth to say something, but then your eyes lingered to his lower half and seen the bulge in Muzan's pants.

Muzan took notice of you seeing his arousal and walked closer to you. Close enough for his crotch to be inches away from his face, not hiding it at all. You couldn't help but stare at it for a moment and observe how big his bulge is up close. You got curious to know just how big his cock really is out of his boxers but then you tried to snap out of it and looked at Muzan.

Muzan chuckled. "Dirty girl. Curious to see a demons cock mm?" He said and watched your eyes widen in embarrassment. You forgot. Muzan can read minds, not just demons, but humans too. "I'm sorry, Lord Muzan," you apologized. Muzan gave you a soft grin and brought his hand to your head, and petted your head.

"Oh darling. I don't think a simple sorry can fix this. Just look at how hard you've made me from seeing you bending over like a bitch in heat and having that pretty ass out for just anyone to see" Muzan smirked as he pushes your head towards to have your cheek softly rest on his hard on. Your heart was racing from the excitement. This wasn't on purpose, nor was it planned.

You were simply tired from scrubbing the floor to notice Muzan's arrival. However, you couldn't help but enjoy how things were turning out. It made you feel good knowing you were able to make Muzan this hard. You felt it on your cheek, of course. It would be a waste to turn down this golden opportunity from a handsome, attractive demon like Muzan.

"Master should I.." Your words trail off in a seductive tone as you take off your cleaning gloves. You slide your hand up his muscular thigh and over his bulge. You couldn't help but tease it by rubbing his tip though his pants and then giving his cock a little squeeze. "Fuck.." Muzan swore under his breath and grabbed your hand, stopping you from teasing him anymore.

You were about to apologize, thinking Muzan didn't like that, but he pulled you up from the ground. Before you could balance yourself, Muzan bent down to sneak his hand under your thigh and picked you up, holding your body over his shoulder. "Lord Muzan-" you held onto Muzan as he carried you to his bedroom. Once inside, he kicked the door shut behind him and put you down on his bed, almost throwing you.

"I give you permission to call me Muzan." He said and motioned his finger for you to bring your face closer. You adjust yourself to aline your face to his crotch. He let out a soft sigh as he felt the tightness around his pants release once you've unbuckled his belt and pulled out his hard cock.

Muzan is big, you thought as your hand stroked down to the base and back up to his tip. Your hand squeezed around the thick width size of his cock as well. You looked up at Muzan. A look that thought if you could really take it but he chuckled. "I take if you've seen smaller. You're about to have sex with a demon darling. We're quite bigger then human males. You'll get used to the size." Muzan pet your head again.

You nod and open your mouth to wrap your lips around the tip. Muzan let out a soft grunt as you start by sucking lightly on his tip and rolling your tongue around it, teasing his pre cum. "Your lips are so soft.." Muzan said through a heavy breath. "I could put you to better use than just a maid. Now let's open that mouth," Muzan said and watched you open your mouth. "Yes, that's it- f-fuck" Muzan moaned once you got his cock half way in your mouth.

You took him, little by little and deeper, bobbing your head and moaning each time you felt his tip hit the back of your throat. You continue to lay on your stomach with half your body up, using your hands to support yourself, and look up at Muzan. He moaned at the site of how pretty you looked and thrust his hips forward a bit. "You're too good at this~" He said and placed both hands on your head.

"You're gonna make me cum soon. Breath through your nose, and don't you dare gag" Muzan said, already having that slight fucked out expression on his face, close to his orgasm. He thrust his hips forward, groaning at how your mouth squeezed his cock in as he fucked it. "That's the face I want to see," Muzan said, seeing your glossy eyes and knit brows and the feeling the vibrations of your moans around his cock.

You felt your drool drip down your chin and onto your hands, tightly gripping onto the sheets as Muzan's hips thrust faster. His veiny hands having a firm hold on your head as he pleasures himself in your mouth till his thrusts came to a stop and releasing his cum inside. Muzan hunched over slightly and placed his hand to your neck, mainly having his thumb on your throat.

"That's it. Drink it." Muzan catches his breath and has his thumb there to feel more satisfaction, knowing you are drinking it. There's only so much you could take, a demon really can cum a lot and you felt some of his cum spill out from the side of your chin. He pulled your mouth off his cock and pulled his pants down to drop around his ankles.

"On hands and knees, now," Muzan said, standing at the edge of the bed with his cock still hard in your face. You cleaned your mouth and got up to turn around. "Let me see that pretty ass again~" Muzan bit his bottom lip as he watched you lift your skirt over you ass. He smirked and grabbed your ass. "All you did was suck my cock and your already soaked? Dirty girl," Muzan rubbed hus thumb up and down over the set spot of your panties.

You felt a bit shy at the call out of your arousal sate but you couldn't help but moan from the feeling of how his thumb rubbed your cunt through your panties, even feeling his thumb push harder as if it rip through your panties to be inside you. "These are in the way now," Muzan said. You felt his hand grip on your panties and heard a tear as he ripped them right off.

Muzan threw your ruined pantie over his shoulder, onto the ground, and began to slide his tip between your wet folds, to your clit. "I assumed you wanted to take off your maid uniform, but you seem to be getting off to the idea of me fucking you in it" Muzan's voice deepened as he brought his tip to your hole and pushes his tip in and out. "Not that I mind you keeping it on. I could've ripped it off if I wanted to, but you look so fucking good for me right now" he groaned.

You cover your mouth, moaning softly as he felt Muzan fuck you with just his tip until he stopped. You looked back and felt a harsh spank on your ass. Muzan's cock twitched, watching how your ass jiggled from his spank and felt your muscles tighten around his tip and hearing your sweet moan from his slap. "Muzan~" you whined out his name, practically begging for him to fuck you but he just clicks his tounge.

"I thought I've made myself clear. I said that once you're in my room, I'd get you to work. Or did you think that only applied to just sucking my cock" Muzan spanked your ass again. "No~ ooh~" your back arches as you moan. "Then get to it. Fuck yourself on my cock" Muzan said, holding his shaft in place and waited for you to back up on it. You take stady breaths, preparing yourself as he push your hips back, moaning as you felt his cock go inside.

Muzan let out a deep sigh as he felt your walls tighten around his length and how your pussy sucked him in as you move your hips back and fouth. Your ass smacking back against his lower half. "Feels good?" Muzan asked, and you nodded your head, biting your bottom lip. Muzan spanked your ass again, harder this time until you felt a sting. "I asked you a question. You know I hate repeating myself." Muzan said.

"Yes! It feels so good~ really good Muzan" You whimper and begin to fuck yourself back on his cock faster until he grabbed your hips. "Uh, uh. Slow." He said, and you let out a desperate moan as you go back on it slowly. "That's it. Ask to go after when your ready to cum." Muzan teased. You were getting close, you reached your hand down to rub your clit.

Each time you move your hips back, your moans grew Louder and you began to rub your clit faster. "Please~" you begged, over and over. "Please, what? Speak up." Muzan huffed and spanked your ass again. "Please~ c-can I move faster? I need to cum" you begged, looking back at Muzan who had a devilish grin on his face. "Yeah. Go ahead and cum on my cock"

As soon as you heard those words, your ass smacked back against Muzan, filling the sounds with skin smacking against each other and moans. "Muzan!" You rubbed your clit faster until your hips stopped and your legs shaking as you came on his cock. "Good girl." Muzan moan, mixed in wjth a growl as he grabbed onto your hips and began to thrust his hips. "Good- fucking- girl," he said and fucks you through your orgasm.

You gasped, moaning loudly as his hips thrust fast and hard. You heard his deep moans and heavy breaths. It's like he was holding back before and is now fucking you like he wants to fill you up with his cum. "Taking my cock so good" he grunted as his hands push down on your hips, making you arch your back more, till you decide to rest your upper body on the bed, eventually getting you in a face down, ass up position.

"Muzan~ Muzan, please-" You whine loudly, feeling his big cock deeper inside your sensitive cunt. You moved your hand back behind you to Muzan's thigh, to some what, push him back. "Move your fucking hands" Muzan demanded, his voice deepening as he grabbed your hand and held it behind your back. "M-Muzan i-" "How dare you think you get to cum and make a mess on my cock and try to hold me back?" Muzan cut you off as he grunts.

Muzan grabbed both your hands, holding them behind your back with one hand and continued to fuck you. "M-sorry~" you slur your words. "I-Im just so sensitive- Muzan," you whimpered. "Too Sensitive to take my cum in your sloppy cunt?" Muzan asked. No, I'm not! Please cum inside me, please~" you begged and heard his deep grunts and moans softly turn into whimpers as he fucks you.

Muzan was already close. His hips snacking faster and slopper until he stopped and all he could mutter out was a, "fuck" as his tip kissed up against your cervix and released his thick load inside you. Like before, you felt so much cum. You moan into the sheets as you feel his thick load inside and splat out of you on the bed. Muzan calmed down enough to steady his breathing again and slowly pulled out of you.

Muzan placed his hand on your ass cheek but then pressed his thumb on your asshole. "This is what happens when you bend over like that in my house." He smirked, knowing how much you also enjoyed it and he leaned down towards your ear.

"How about we go another round and I train this hole to take my cock next?"

#demon slayer smut #kny smut #muzan smut #muzan x reader #muzan kibutsuji #kny muzan #muzan x y/n

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gyll-yee-haw · 3 months

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babysitting with detective Loki, readers sister maybe, and Loki gets total baby fever (possibly self projecting 🤭) even though he was convinced he was never gonna have children

Today is dad!David day, you guys have ruined my life, I love you for it <3

Warnings: 90% fluff, but a little breeding kink in the end, couldn't help it 😭

Imagine it's the first time in weeks Dave has a break from work and you get a call from your sister BEGGING you to take care of his daughter because she has something to do

You love your niece, but you feel so sorry for David, you don't get much time alone with him

You apologize a million times, but he assures you it's okay, that he isn't upset

It's not that he isn't good with kids, it's just that he doesn't really have a family, so he never really interacted with one...

When the toddler arrives at your house, he's so awkward towards her

Because, let's be real, children KNOW exactly who is dying to be left alone and they're ALWAYS drawn to that person

She starts by just looking at him from afar like "why isn't this man giving me attention"

They have a little staring contest, both absolutely unaware of each other's intentions

She starts to approach him slowly, like... bringing her toys closer etc

When you see, she's almost sitting on his boots, absolutely determined to get him to play with her

She's shyly handing him her toys, which he examines like its alien material

You're watching the interaction and it's hilarious, feels like David is learning human behavior

He keeps a very hard to read expression on

But you knew he wasn't... hating it

At some point he starts speaking with the little girl

And she laughs at everything he says

Oh man, it was almost like you could see the sunshine invade his heart when he heard that little laugh

He's very attentive now. Watching as you feed her, almost like he's trying to learn what a child eats

And after lunch break, she gets all whiny, crying and David is trying to keep it cool, but he's terrified

You calm him down by telling him she's just sleepy

He disappears for a while

You find him in the living room, looking for cartoons on tv

You and your niece join him and he asks: "do you like this one?"

His face of pure betrayal when she says no

He keeps looking

The answer is always no

My man is losing his mind when he hears you whisper "Dave..."

And when he turns to look, the little girl is heavily asleep on the sofa

He sighs, relieved

"You don't have to worry that much" You chuckled

"Was just trying to make her happy." He shrugged. Deep down, he didn't know why he was so worried. He was just a little overwhelmed with new feelings...

When your sister picked your niece up, he felt the kind of "my work here is done" relief

But he also felt kinda good about it all... house felt a little empty now

Later that night, the two of you were snuggling on the sofa, watching tv, but his mind was somewhere else

Never for second before that day he thought about the possibility of taking care of a child

But it wasn't that bad? And he kinda liked seeing how you interacted with your niece.... you looked so happy and so.... he couldn't explain, there was some kind of glow

"Y/N?" He gathered the courage to speak. "Do you think... you'd like to have children someday?"

You almost chocked. "What?"

"I don't know... just thought... I would have them, if it would make you happy." He shrugged

"Make me happy?" You teased. "Sounds like you're the one who wants them."

"I thought I didn't, but..." He sighed. "Well, you're right, it's a stupid idea, it's not for me."

"Dave... I didn't say it was a stupid idea." You turned to face him. "You deserve a family. And all the love in the world. I'm just teasing you."

He chuckled, looking at the floor lost in his thoughts

"It's just... a big step, you know." You continued. "We have to think about it. But I... I would be lying if I said I don't want to have children with you."

His face immediately lighted up. He was one to hide his feelings, but he was very vulnerable now. He couldn't believe you actually thought he could be a good dad

"Yeah... in the future. We'll see." He cleared his throat

The two of you acted like the idea was forgotten from that moment, but it really wasn't

David accidentally developed a breeding kink

Because every time you had sex, he only ever wanted to cum inside

And every single time he imagined you getting pregnant

And sometimes imagining you getting pregnant was what initiated the whole thing, because it got him so fucking hard

Yeah, maybe the future couldn't wait very much.

#detective loki #detective loki x reader #detective loki fanfic #jake gyllenhaal #jake gyllenhaal x reader #jake gyllenhaal fanfic #prisoners

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xstarkillerx · 1 year

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Okay but how would Anakin react to a short ass trying to top him. Because i cannot shake the need to dominate Anakin. Like i just wana pounce and wrestle him into submission before fucking his brains out. I want to ruin him. But i know even without the force its physically not possible as a 4'9 ankle biter but my god the thoughts wont stop 😭😭😭

LEEEEEEET'S TALK ABOUT IT, and I apologize if this ends up being a long tangent, but as a 4'11 switch who's had more submissives than dominants, I feel you! While there are always exceptions, the reality is we will likely never be able to have a dominance style that relies on intimidation or physically overpowering people, but that doesn't mean dominance is an impossibility!

Thinking about this from an Anakin-centric perspective, I'm gonna be honest, even if you WERE taller, stronger, aided by the force, you still wouldn't be able wrestle him into submission because that's Anakin H. Skywalker, that's Darth Vader, that's the Hero With No Fear, it's a losing battle regardless. But like I said, there are other ways to dominate, and what you have is the benefit of a misleading appearance.

Anakin is a cocky man who is often blinded by his love and desire, with that it'd be more of a game of easing him into submission and not showing your cards until he's on his back with his eyes rolling into his head and no clue how you got him there.

If it were me, I'd start playful, right. Distract him from whatever little droid or trinket he's modding in his spare time with a deep kiss and strategic brush of his jaw that implies more. Pull away, but only a little, enough to make him want to close the gap again and when he tries to, pull away entirely. It's bait and you'll see it in his eyes, intrigue for what exactly you're playing at. With your fingers tucked behind his belt, pull him with you; lead him to the bed and kiss him again, stripping off his outer robes and tabards, leaving nothing but his base layers. Before he can get you on your back, make sure his legs are right up against the bed so you can push him against it and climb on top of him.

Understand that, while caught off guard by this, Anakin still probably won't take you seriously at this point, but he's playful when he wants to be and he'd be amused if anything, so you're in a good spot. Keep an unsuspecting ere about it for now though, like you don't quite know what you're doing yet, like you're playing dress up. He'll put his hands on your hips and guide you back and forth against his hardening dick, "explaining to you" with his body what comes next when one is on top. Keep grinding, run your fingers against his skin, kiss his neck and jaw and what little of his chest is exposed while you rub yourself on him until he can't help but grind back. Pull his trousers low on his waist until his cock is exposed. Get him so hard and wanton that he begins digging his dull nails into your thighs, itching to flip you over and put himself on top. When his fingers curl under you, shove your hands beneath the hem of his shirt.

Tease your fingers over the expanse of his body and gyrate faster on his bare cock, as if you're the one losing control. Scrape the side of his ribs with your nails and listen to how the biting pain makes him purr. Kiss him through it. Bring his shirt higher until it lifts over his head and up the expanse of his broad shoulders, his biceps, then his elbows and that's where you spread your hands out over the fabric, locking it tight against his arm and putting your whole weight down on the bed.

It's an awkward restraint position to be in. I honestly think his initial thought would be that you meant to go for the wrists but aren't tall enough, however, you're exactly where you need to be. At his wrists, he'd have the option of using the full strength of his arms to break free; simple pivot from the shoulder is all it would take, but in this position, all he has is his upper arm strength and the awkward flailing at anything below the elbow. Could he break out of it? Oh absolutely, but the chains are the easy part, it's what goes on in here that's hard, Mentally you've already got him halfway there anyway. I personally think he'd be so intrigued from the moment he realized you're serious about this, that somehow you got him locked down with your pretty chest in his face, that he wants to see you go through with it now. Remember how hard you made him, remember that he's already dripping to be inside you.

Before his amusement runs out and he uses the full extent of his power to flip you over and have his way with you, get up close to his ear and make sure he knows "if you try to get free, I'll stop. Now put your cock in me." He'll have just enough range of motion in his arms to guide it into you with the force.

Now have fun fucking his brains out ♥️

Never underestimate your ability to be dominant, to take control of a scene. In my opinion dominance and submission is less about inherent power, but rather how power is transfered from one person to another, is it coaxed? Is it given on a silver platter, bent over in supplication? Is it won, is it bartered for? Everyone has their own way of getting and giving.

Contrast, unconventionality, the mental game of it, that's what's beautiful to me about BDSM now go forth and be a tiny Dom ♥️♥️♥️💖

#donnie does 👑#anakin nsft #anakin skywalker smut #anakin smut hcs #anakin skywalker headcanons #sub!anakin #i had a lot of fun with this ask

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follivora · 15 days

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top 5 things you like about each of jo boys?

oh like five things for each of them? i hope so because that’s how I understood it so im sorry if I just made this unnecessarily long 😭🩷

Bojan

- i love how hardworking he is, like i know people often get worried about him not resting enough but i do admire it a lot and i think it’s a big key to his success

- i also love how he’s trying so hard to make every fan that approaches him seen

- surprisingly, I do fucking love that he was fighting with me when he disagreed on something, that he wasn’t just kissing his fans ass but was bitchy and funny and real

- he genuinely does have one of the most beautiful and powerful voices I’ve ever heard and every day im in awe of it

- i love his dumb humor, like his dad jokes are so awful i love them

Jan

- fuck that he’s famous, talking to him was probably one of the nicest conversations I’ve ever had with a man? He’s so sweet and asks you questions back and doesn’t treat you any different, like I’ve mentioned once that meeting them has changed my opinions on them and it actually made me believe jan has the best personality out of all of them

- he’s so so fucking funny, he doesn’t even try but everything he says is fucking hilarious

- i love how he doesn’t try to fit in at all, he’s just himself at all times and couldn’t care less about trying to be pleasant

- the way he’s playing music feels so raw and authentic and it makes me transfer to another place

- i genuinely love his style and look so so much ive never been so amazed by the way someone looks like im about him

Jure

- even tho it’s kinda a big contrast to the others i do appreciate that Jure just decided to be very private

- he’s extremely sweet but it doesn’t feel fake

- i love the way he loves the other boys and the way they’re seemingly his whole world, i think it’s very adorable

- it’s super nice how when he’s talking to people he’s making them feel very special and nice

- i will admit that i do not know much about him but anything that i learn about is very cool and i think i would love to be friends with him which i dont think would be possible with all of them

Kris

- he’s so so real and honest, i think he would rather be disliked than be what he’s not and even tho i sometimes don’t get some of his thoughts i do appreciate his honesty

- i love the progress he’s made from the “ew make up” to be Damon’s muse, that’s a personal growth i absolutely love to see

- i think he’s very intelligent and i do find it very attractive

- this is just personal experience but in berlin when i met him he kinda looked like he would rather be in the bus but he still remained so polite and sweet and even tho it was awkward as fuck I appreciated the effort he made towards fans even tho he’s apparently very introverted

- i fucking love his lyrics

Nace

- i love his little bitchy sassy personality so much, everyone always sees him like such a nice boy but he’s the most likely to stand up for himself and i love it

- he is such a sweet boy tho and I think he does have this beautiful talent of making people feel loved

- i love his stage presence and i love the way he’s slowly getting so much more confident there

- I’ve never seen anyone to ever care so much about fans and spent so much of their day to interact with them, he seems so so grateful and down to earth and it’s very validating

- his bass playing has stopped numerous of my panic attacks and what more can i even say to explain my relationship to him lmao

#thank you this was so lovely to make!!!#and im gonna tag this because why not shhdjdjdjd #nace jordan #jan peteh #bojan cvjetićanin #kris guštin #jure maček

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henghost · 3 months

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Twig Liveblog for Arc 11

"too real" of an arc, as plague stories have taken on a special kind of resonance post covid. the plague itself, however, was very interesting. the imagery of red flowers bursting forth from people dying in agony was beautiful, as well as thematically congruent with the rest of twig: there is a potent sort of echo with the stories of the jamies, life flowing from death, ecstasy from torture. it's the circle of life, man....

the bulk of the plot, though, is taken up not by the plague but by running away from the mercenaries, which felt quite wormlike. the line between superweapon and superhero is thin. dog and catcher my beloved! the meeting between them in the bakery where they just start chomping on sandwiches was like the diner scene in michael mann's heat with deniro and pacino, just a few kings at the top of their games, separated only by the razor-thin barrier of the "law." man telling them that gordon had died, gordon who was one of the few people who had made the effort to understand dog--heartbreaking. i hope they end up okay, dog and catcher. a truer bond is hard to find in this story--they deserve to retire and love each other for the rest of time.

the like cynical camaraderie between experiments is really the crux of the matter. what is needed, in my view, is some pan-experimental solidarity. why don't the experiments, the largest, most powerful players on the field, simply eat all the other factions?

i already did a post on sy/jamie but that is the other major component of the arc. they love each other so much 😭 the tragedy of inhabiting sy's best friend's body, the feeling of betrayal, the love despite it all oh my god. tearjerking fr!!!

then the long duncan interlude had several incredible moments. he is really hateable lol but still pretty entertaining. the most grating aspect of his perspective is the way he clearly does not view the lambs as human. ashton et al are just another few dangerous experiments he has to tolerate to advance his career. also, it frames his lust for helen in quite a sleazy light. the detail about how he had to watch helen undress and popped a boner with ibbot watching and ibbot had to be like "😐 unacceptable, please leave" had me fucking dying lmao. i think it also explains lillian's rage (more intense than the other lambs') at him for betraying the lambs: the parallel between duncan/helen and lillian/sy is an uncomfortable one. i think it indicates that lillian feels a lot of guilt and insecurity about her position in society and her position vis a vis the lambs. when lillian and mary see sy again it might just be the most awkward moment of all time. i can't wait.

#twigblr #twig web serial #henghost's twig arc #twig liveblog #sylvester lambsbridge

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arece · 11 months

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hii love!

could i request john x reader (platonic ofc) within the perfect storyline that you created?

ive always wondered what happened to aurelio when the reader thought he abandoned her while he was just trying to protect her. maybe they have met after john died and he apologized and maybe reader forgives him??? i just need to know he is not the bad guy 😭

thank youu

It'll All Work Out

♤ Summary: Reader gets closure she never knew she needed from Aurelio. The series

♤ a/n: You're right my dear anon, he was never the bad guy. Reader was just a baby who needed someone to blame at the time. This one's really short but it has a bittersweet tone that I love and I hope you enjoy it too!

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You ended up staying in Berlin for three months, learning all that you could from those in the Ruska Roma about John’s childhood. You decided that it was time to go back when you realized the first year death anniversary was fast approaching.

Though you could use the comfort of your new family, you’d never forgive yourself if you weren’t with him on the day. You wanted to do something special for him, some part of you hoping he sees your gift from wherever he is.

You took Dog’s leash off, letting her rub against his headstone as you reached for the packet in your pocket. You sprinkled the wildflower seeds around his and Helen’s graves, giving them something that would come back each year, never leaving them.

You were moving the knife he gifted you back into place when you heard steps behind you, quick to turn you held it threateningly before becoming shocked at the person you never expected to see in front of you.

“Aurelio?” You faltered before dropping the knife completely. The man gave an awkward, unsure smile, “look at you, not so little anymore.” You stood from the ground, calming Dog with a pet as she watched him anxiously.

“That’s what seven years does.” He winced at your blunt tone and you felt bad, not intending for him to feel guilty. By now you’ve grown to realize why he had sent you away. “Look I-”

“It’s okay, Aurelio. I don’t blame you, you saved my life by bringing him to me.” It seemed he’d been carrying the guilt for a while by the way he slightly got choked up. He cleared his throat, stepping beside you to look at his grave.

“Loving father, huh?” For once the tears that stung at your eyes weren’t from a place of pain, rather one of remembrance, something you thought you had surely lost three months prior. “He was the best one I could’ve ever asked for,” you turned towards him, “I was too lost before to thank you.”

“I’m glad you’re okay.” The sarcastic snort you let out had him raising an eyebrow, “I was a mess.” You explained to him your journey with grief for the past year, struggling to move on and almost falling back into the underworld, your panic with forgetting, your arguments with Caine and Winston.

“Why do you have to find someone to blame?” It startled you slightly, how easily he revealed to you another direction your grief was driving you to. If it wasn’t yourself, it was Winston or Caine. Why did you need someone to put at fault?

“I don’t want to be angry at him.” Aurelio sighed, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, still seeing you as that feisty fourteen year old who had a talent for stealing. “You’re too hard on yourself.”

For the first time you allowed yourself to seek comfort from somebody that wasn’t John, from the man who had also chosen to let you go to protect you, a recurring theme it seems. “You seem different. Like him.” The passive comment brought a smile to your face, reminding you how Katia told you he lived on through you. You were glad that someone saw it too.

“Do you have any regrets?” He asked. You thought back to all the pain, loneliness, confusion, grief. But you also thought back to when you were loved. That made it all worth it ten times over, “I wouldn’t change a thing.”

You called Dog over to put her back on her leash, inviting Aurelio out for a memorial lunch for John. He agreed, stepping back to allow you room for your goodbyes. You leaned forward, softly kissing his grave, “I’m doing better now.”

With a parting touch you left feeling more fulfilled after gaining closure, healing a wound that had added to your suffering, one that now left a scar, a memory.

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running-with-kn1ves · 2 years

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OMG CONGRATULATIONSSS🥳 i swear i visit your writings a lot that whenever you update—the app already refers to you as my tumblr crush ksksjskjs n e ways since you mentioned it a while ago how about some good'ol chubby/fat reader who visits this one restaurant a lot that they've become aqquainted with the owner, consequently enough the owner is a yandere who had falled for them because of how they admired the genuine way in which the reader enjoyed the food they served. But suddenly the visits become less and less and when the reader admits that its because others have seem to make their weight a big topic the owner is so dramatically appalled that their like: wHAt!? How dare those fools say that! *while furiously grabbing and shaking the reader's shoulders*

Aaaaa thank you so much!!! Honestly I didn't think anyone would read my stuff that much😭 thank you >:))<33!! i hope I did decent on this one, I want to write more chubby readers in the future.

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"Oh! Why, you’re finally back!”

You fidgeted in your seat as you chuckled nervously at the man standing in front of you. He held a notepad, dressed in a waist apron and black shirt, an outfit you always met him in. You hadn’t expected him to notice your absence.

“Yes, I am.”

“Well, where were you this entire time? We were a little worried, you know. When a regular stops showing up, that's never a good sign for business!” He commented enthusiastically, despite already knowing your previous whereabouts.

A good chef has to keep check on his customers, right?

He usually had a smile plastered on his face for customers, but this time with you, it was genuine. The man invited himself to sit down on the opposite side of your booth seat, a move you didn’t really question. He always seemed to make himself comfortable when you came to eat here.

In fact, everytime you were here, the restaurant was always “understaffed,” leaving him, one of the top chefs and co-owners, to serve you. You felt bad that the restaurant was doing so poorly that they had to have chefs waiting tables. But the truth that he wasn’t telling you, was business was booming.

“Well, I decided to stop eating out for a bit, making meals at home and such.” You avoided his gaze, hoping he wouldn’t pry any further. It was no fun to divulge personal insecurities to aquaintences. But of course, he did.

“Why’s that? Is money tight? Because you know, I can always offer a discount. You're such a loyal customer, I’d really even give you meals for free if necessary.” He laughed, keeping his eyes sincere only to hope you’d take up the offer. If it meant you’d start coming in more often, he'd even spoon feed you himself. Not like that'd be much of a butden for him, though. In fact, it was hard to keep himself contained as he daydreamed about the thought.

“It’s not that…” You hesitated, trying to find a way to explain yourself without making things awkward. “I just had some… personal issues to deal with. A few friends said some negative things and I wasn’t feeling very well.”

As if you hadn’t piqued the chef’s interest before, you now had his full attention. Negative things? What things? Despite his meticulous stalking, he doesn’t remember such an instance that would certainly cause more than a small reaction from him.

Trying to keep himself coy, the chef cleared his throat.

“What kind of things, if you don’t mind me asking?”

You scrunched your nose, sincerely wishing he didn’t ask. Nothing was worse than making things uncomfortable in a place you regularly attend.

“Oh you know, just some stuff about my weight.” You brushed it off like it was no big deal, hoping the man would leave it at that.

But of course, he didn’t.

“Oh.” He commented. Oh. His surprise morphed into a different emotion, something you couldn’t quite read.

The chef was silent for a moment, deep in thought with his hands tightly pressed together. Too tightly for someone who didn’t know you, in your opinion.

“These friends of yours, they really said those things to you?”

Surprisingly he didn’t give you a look of pity, but one of hollowness.

You nodded your head, put off by how your situation seemed to impact his mood so deeply.

The chef moved from the opposite side of the seat to shuffle in next to you, making himself comfortable in your personal space as he placed his hands over yours on the table.

“Why would you let such vermin near you?” His eyes scrutinized you, genuinely wondering how such lowly beings could even be given the ability to make an impact on you. “Such scum, I can’t believe they were even allowed to be in your presence.”

You laughed, partly taken aback by how extreme he sounded. You brushed it off as him trying to make you feel better. But it was in part selfishly said by the chef out of his frustration.

“Those idiots-! They-- they don’t know what thetheyre talking about, alright? They don’t even deserve to witness your body, to see your beauty or look at how.. Unbelievable, you are.“

He turned his attention back to you, realizing he should put a hold to his future plans on what to do with them to first comfort you.

You sat silently, feeling both awkward and grateful for his affectionate words.

“Don’t let those fools trick you; they don’t even deserve to look at you. They’re nothing compared to you, your body. Your body is….” The chef had to look away, covering part of his face as ideas and dirty thoughts crept in his mind. You witnessed the blush he tried to hide, eyes widening as you realized what he meant. He cleared his throat, trying to change the subject before he did something regrettable. “You’re….heavenly. An angel on earth, who shouldn’t even be in my presence let alone theirs.”

He moved his hands from yours to cup your face, the other moving gently to your thigh. You felt him squeeze it, massaging the flesh as his face turned a flustered shade of red.

“If I could show you all the ways your body affects me, lord...” He mumbles barely loud enough for you to hear, trying to hide his fidgeting at the thought.

Looking back at you, he licks his lips, trying to avoid staring at yours.

“But I digress; do you understand me?” He seemed out of breath all of a sudden, knees touching yours as he scooted closer.

You nodded your head a little, put off by this out of place speech of his which had an odd, almost lovestruck tone.

“Good.” He huffed, barely restraining himself from looking at how tightly your clothes hugged you, trying to keep his hands still on your warm skin.

“So, mind telling me what part of town these ‘friends live in?”

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clover0101 · 7 months

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Hello! I made a drabble about little Haruka.

"Why can't I be fixed?"

[Contains discussion about his condition, possible ableism and angst 😭😭]

"What will we do with him?" asked the father, resting his head in one hand, the other tapping restlessly on the table.

"I'm not sure..." she answered, furrowing her brow. "Lately he's been more...problematic."

"He's starting to test my patience." The man's firm voice resonated in the empty, dark room, except for the background noise of the TV and the dim light from the kitchen.

"I can't seem to make it better, no matter how hard I try... I can explain things to him a thousand times, and a thousand times he'll get it wrong."

"How's he doing in school?"

"The teacher says he has the same problems," the mother paused, her tone visibly more irritated, "they suggested we put him in a special program, but I'm not sure. Not being at the same level as the other kids...it's putting us in an awkward position." She looked around, as if wanting to make sure no one could hear them and find out about such an embarrassing topic. "Maybe it's best he studies at home, so his classmates don't notice..."

Meanwhile, that child, the topic of conversation, was standing in the hallway, peeking his head out just enough to pick up his parents' words. His plan was to get some water and go back to sleep so he wouldn't be up past his bedtime, but it didn't seem that would be the case. He leaned his back against the wall, fiddling with the fabric of his pajamas in an effort to keep still and not bother anyone.

Dragging his steps, he went back to his room. Large, full of comforts. The toys of his childhood were strewn across the floor, that stuffed rabbit waiting for him in bed as always. Haruka remembered the day he received it, how his mother hugged him and laughed with him. Tears began welling up in his eyes as he recalled what they were talking about him earlier, finding it true. Things started to get difficult a while ago. When faced with everyday things, like a particular subject or activity, everything was complicated. His hands moved very clumsily and couldn’t regulating themselves, and tasks like talking to others or understanding what was indicated to him were nearly impossible, no matter how hard he tried.

He looked the clock. Midnight. His mother would be upset if she knew he couldn't sleep and went to school tired again. But he couldn't go to sleep like this, he couldn't keep being like this. He tried to think of ways in which he could fix himself, like she said, but it seemed everything that could be attempted already failed.

His defects and the thought of being a shame to his parents accumulated into a pile of frustrations and anxieties that made him wonder if it was really worth their bother to try to mold him into someone who could be useful, normal. He turned 13 just a while ago, but he had come to miss that day, remembering his mother's smile and congratulations. He sighed, thinking about how much he wanted to feel that way again. Cherished, loved, good.

He walked until he was in front of the bed, and knelt before it. He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, murmuring prayers under his breath. He prayed for his family, trusting that maybe, if he was good enough, God would hear him and fix everything wrong with him.

The pleas went from being general, to more specific. "I want to be good for my mother. I don't want to cause any more problems. I don't want them to think I’m a mistake."

He squeezed his eyes shut, pressing his hands together in concentration. One last wish left his lips, whose only witness was the night and a child who at such a young age was starting to break - "And if I can't fix myself, then...please, make them love me tomorrow."

#haruka sakurai #milgram #milgram fanfic #drabble #my writing #I hope people like this 😭...

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crabonfire · 10 months

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I’m usually on the tf2 spectrum of things… BUT HOLY SHIT MAN ITS THE SPECTACULAR SPODERMAN OH MY GAWD-

ehm. So i would like to request something! How about some Flash Thompson x shy around a lot of people reader? But reader is more happy/expressive with less people around??? and then they slowly realizing they are both falling in love hc’s? I’m sorry cuz like, Flash is so 💗💗💗

Tssm! Flash and a shy reader!

dawg I fucking love flash sm 😭 I love dumb jocks with big hearts (he's a little bit of a bitch but he's not thay bad guys)

character: Tssm Flash Thompson

note: ALSO I'm not a shy person myself??? I'm far from it actually lmfao but I'll try my best to write it

warnings: none :)!

♡Flash Thompson♡

• So he never noticed you, even after all your years of being in the same class with him but you never really stuck out. It wasn't until Hobie Brown introduced you to him, and he kind of found you cute.

But unfortunately at first he found you a bit boring. You didn't talk much, what was there to you anyway?

During social conversations in the group, you'd always just laugh or nod along, anytime you reply it'd be short or subtle. It wasn't until the both of you went home late after school that he decided to talk to you, walk with you home since you both lived on the same block.

• "Hey, uh, what's your name again?"

"Oh uh...Y/N."

"Right. Don't blame me for not remembering. you're like a wall when it comes to conversation."

He chuckled, then quieted down when he saw you didn't laugh along.

"Since I'm so nice, I'll walk you home. Your down this block too right?"

"Yeah."

"Knew it, I see you here a lot you know. Whyd you never talk to me?"

"...Well, uh..."

There's an awkward pause.

"...I don't know actually. Its hard to explain."

"Oh. Well, okay weirdo."

You turn to him again as you walk, with furrowed eyebrows, a little offended.

"What? I don't mean it in a bad way."

"Really? How is weirdo not a bad thing."

"Geez I don't know," He laughs, "I expected you to have some long answer, you paused for a long time I thought it was some deep geek stuff or something."

You smiled at that, finally a smile.

"...Your fault for assuming."

• The rest of the walk was surprisingly really nice, he spoke to you more over...Well, anything really! It was fun to talk to you, to his surprise. You had so much to say, it was such a different experience from when you'd just nod along to what the group said.

• "No way." Flash said, an amused grin on his face as you told him a story in such a dramatic way. Hands being used to convey more emphasis, making the mood feel like you guys have been friends forever.

You continued with a laugh, "Yeah! It was so funny, he literally walked around with a huge hole in his pants and the most serious expression on his face- like this!" You shifted your expression to something so incredibly stupid. He burst into laughter, echoing through the neighbourhood.

• From then you two really hit it off. Walking home alone became a regular thing, and he'd even ask you to more personal group things, something the others in the group would've never expected from an asshole like Flash.

• It wasn't until he became more touchy with you, having an arm wrapped around your shoulder to be more protective or looking at you and listening to intensely, is when they all realized he had the fattest crush on you.

And, they could also tell you felt the same way.

Because whenever you two were together, they'd see the way you'd laugh so loudly, grinning with the sweetest and most excited smile. Oh boy, you two were head over heels for each other.

"I guess you could say that was...un-EGGspected."

Flash snorted, shaking his head with a small smile. "That might be your worst joke yet, Y/N."

• When Sally saw that conversation she KNEW yall liked each other like it was so obvious Flash usually replies to bad jokes with Sarcastic remarks but he actually SNORTED at that.

• Randy approached him one day,

"So, when are you gonna ask them out?"

He grinned in confusion, "What? Them who?"

Randy smiled, "Y/N. You've hung around them a lot."

His cheeks went a little red, raising his shoulders defensively and laughing nervously.

"What? No way-I don't like them like that. They're a geek! I pity them."

Randy gave him a look, crossing his arms. It was quiet, Flash was putting the pieces together in his head. He can admit, you two have been spending a lot of time together, and yeah, he does love it whenever you laugh or smile at him with that cute grin, maybe he likes the way he can make you blush so easily when you guys are in big groups, and yeah maybe, he wants to kiss you.

Oh.

OH!

His eyes widened in realisation, making Randy crack a smile. He simply pat him on the shoulder, "Goodluck man. Hope they say yes." Then he walks away, leaving him standing there stiffly and unresponsive.

• I think you realized you liked him back when he would actually listen to you, and when he would tell you such sweet things without even realizing it. There would be moments where his voice was softer somehow, quieter, and he was so serious in these moments.

When you were upset over something he'd listen, a hand rubbing your back as you'd cry. He never knew how to deal with people that cried, so it always started out so awkward with him. But he'd listen, give you a hug, and actually help.

That's something he usually never did. Listen. He never listened to people, but it was you. Of course he'd listen.

• The fact he was an ass to most but really cared about you I guess...that's one of the things that made you fall for him.

But do you have enough confidence to tell him? And does he know you like him back?

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haha cliff hanger 🤣🤣🤣🤣‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️💯💯💯

if you wanna see the confession scene yall have to wait I got like 7 requests to get through 💀

#tssm #tssm x reader #the spectacular spider man #tssm flash thompson #flash thompson #himbo #jock #i love dumb jocks #live laugh love dumb jocks #x reader #reblogs very appreciated :)

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imhereformr · 1 year

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can you pls do #4 for brella? i can totally see either one of them doing that 😭❤️

#4 – Asking them how your name + their surname would sound like (or/and vice versa)

Author's note: This takes place pre-season 1. Brandon and Stella have only known each other for a few weeks.

“What do you think, Sky?” Stella asked, popping a grape into her mouth. The princess didn’t wait for him to answer. Instead, she laid down, tossing her long blond hair over her shoulder.

She was bold, he’d give her that. It was a first, unofficial date, and she’d asked whether, if they got married, he’d taker her name or she’d take his. The only problem was, she didn’t know his. At least, not the real him. He wasn’t Prince Sky like she thought he was. He was just Brandon, Sky’s body guard and, right now, body double.

Brandon hated lying to her. Deceiving Stella hadn’t been intentional. In fact, going on a date with Stella hadn’t been his idea. They’d met at Alfea/Red Fountain mixer and hit it off. Stella, determined to get what she wanted, got his number from a classmate. And he, like the complete dumbass he was, had responded to her text because… well, he was a simple man and she was pretty. She was more than pretty. She was beautiful, gorgeous, exquisite, mesmerizing. And then he’d discovered that she was even better than that. Stella was funny, honest, optimistic, creative and nice. And he liked her. He really, really liked her. But she didn’t like him. She liked Prince Sky.

Completely unaware that he was feeling like a jackass, Stella continued to ramble on. She’d moved off the topic of their names and onto some issue in her suite. He understood not liking your suitemates well. He had to deal with Riven, who was prickly with people in general, but because the boy had a bone to pick with royalty, was extra prickly towards Brandon, aka Prince Sky.

“Stella, there’s something I need to tell you.”

Stella stopped speaking and sat up. Her shimmering amber eyes fixed his own dark brown ones curiously. Her painted pink lips parted in question. “Sure” she smiled. Her smile was tight and awkward; he would bet good money that she thought he was going to say they shouldn’t see each other again. Little did she know, she’d be saying that in a few minutes.

“I need you to not freak out. Just let me explain everything and then, if you still want to flip at me, you’re more than welcome to do so.”

Because he understood. He would freak out if he were her.

Brandon took a deep, anxious breath. Sky would kill him if he knew what Brandon was doing. King Erendor – Sky’s father – would have Brandon sentenced to the gallows for treason. Brandon’s mother, though, would be proud that he hadn’t led Stella on. And that was more important. He would never do anything to make him mom ashamed of him.

“I, uh…” Stella tilted her head and put her hand over his. He turned his hand so his palm was against hers and squeezed gently. This would likely be the only time he got the opportunity to hold her hand, so he would take it. Before he spoke again, he let go of her hand. “I’m not Sky. My name is Brandon Cavaliere. I’m his body guard.”

Stella looked like she’d been slapped, but, to her credit and his relief, she didn’t freak out. He continued, explaining that Sky’s life had been under threat since he was born and he’d never been seen by the general public, or even anyone that wasn’t an Eraklian ally. Stella knew all this already; she had asked him about it. He’d told her the truth: that it was hard. But not for him, for Sky whose only friend had been Brandon, the son of a high ranking palace guard.

He explained that, at 12, he’d joined the Eraklian army reserves like his father and grandfather before him. Only, instead of being general guard, he’d been requested by the young prince. It had been a huge honour for his family to have the prince request him personally.

When they were 15, Sky was offered a place at the Red Fountain academy. Erendor refused to let him go out of fear for his only son’s life, so they devised this plan. No one had seen Sky, and Brandon wasn’t important enough for anyone to care about him, so they’d switch. For him, it had been the chance to help his friend and go to a school that would be completely out of reach otherwise.

“That explains so much…” she whispered excitedly when he’d finished.

“What?”

“I thought you were way too social and suave for someone who’d been locked away their entire life. And Brandon… well Brandon-“ she raised her hands and made air quotes around the name “- was charming and polite, but kind of awkward at times. I let it slide cause maybe that’s just your personalities but now it makes so much more sense.”

Brandon blinked away the surprise at her reaction. He had expected outrage or disappointment. He could have lived with those – not happily, but he could have lived. Stella’s reaction threw him for a loop.

“Uh… Anyways, I hope you’re not too mad. I understand if you’d like to head home. I just needed to tell you the truth. And, obviously please don’t tell anyone.”

Stella’s eyes stayed focused on him. She furrowed her brows and bit her lower lip. Her hand came up to fiddle with the necklace she’d worn. The ring of Solaria – a tiny, ornate reminder of her status – stared at him. Brandon felt like his heart would beat out of his chest as he waited and waited for her to say something. A few days from now when someone wandered into this part of the forest, they’d find his body with a hole in its chest.

“I do have two questions.”

“Of course, yeah, ask me anything.”

“Was any of what you said to me a lie?”

“No. Everything I’ve told you was as honest as I could be. If you asked something specific to Sky, I answered that honestly. If you asked me something personal – anything: my favourite snack, my opinion on a show or an outfit or some political whatever-“ she had not once brought up that last bit “- I answered the way Brandon – the way I would."

Stella nodded slowly. Then, much to Brandon’s surprise, scooted a bit closer to him. “Okay, second question,” she rested her hand on his thigh. Brandon felt the blood rush split in two: half below the belt, half to his cheeks. Why was he blushing at a mere innocent touch? Stella wasn’t the first girl to lay a hand on him. She was just the most amazing. “Do you think Stella Cavaliere or Brandon Saule sounds better?”

“Wha…” he mumbled stupidly. “You’re…”

“Still willing to give you a chance?” she guessed with a laugh. “Sure. It’s just a name. And you’re sweet. Doesn’t hurt that you’re nice to look at too.”

Stella turned around and leaned her back against his chest. She asked about his life – his real life and at the end of the night, she kissed him. It may as well have been the best moment of his life. Brandon would have to go back to school and tell Sky about his moment of honesty, but he didn’t seem quite as worried to as he’d been earlier. Sky may want to kill him - Erendor might actually kill him – but it didn’t matter because Princess Stella of Solaria didn’t.

#This is completely unedited so I'm sorry if there's mistakes #winx club #winx #winx stella #Winx Brandon #Brella #Prompt #Oneshot

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luimagines · 2 years

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It just doesn’t sit right with how Time and Twi are “father & son” 😭 I honestly think Twi is related to Time but he’s actually Twi’s grandpa so I’m just gonna make a “quick” story here sorry if it’s bad I don’t write much stories 😭😭

“It would take years to wash down that red hair” Time said, I was his son..or not, I wasn’t- I wasn’t his son I KNEW I was related to him but his son? No. I felt safe when he spoke but he spoke lies that he himself didn’t know if it was true or not. So I left the chain for a few days, it felt like I was overreacting but it just didn’t feel right so I wanted to find out the truth.

“TWILIGHT!” “Huh?” Wind & Wild was running towards me “hey! We finally found you!, goddesses The rest of us was worried sick for you when you were the only left we couldn’t find” Wild said “Your DAD was worried for you.” Wind giggled “Right, Dad.” I said bluntly “..you ok?” “Yes I’m fine- I just need space for a while.” “Oh” “ok..we’ll go inform the others that you’re okay” Wild and Wind ran back to the group (fast forward a few days later) we were in a different Hyrule we figured out that it was in between my timeline and the old man’s timeline we were starting to understand who was the first hero and the newest.

Since we were in between a timeline of mine and the old man’s everyone was starting to question if we were actually related especially Wind, wind was so confused so was I until we came across Lon Lon Ranch. It looked so old there, Time was concerned if his wife was there or not “Malon??!!!“ Time said worried “yes?” And I swear I saw Time jump at the soft old voice, it was Malon but she looked older with wrinkles and she widened her eyes at the site of Time . “Darling?” She said and ran towards Time hugging him and crying at the same time, the old man was confused but hugged back “Oh dear! It’s so good to see you! Come, come!” We all followed her into the old home, we explained everything to her, we were surprised she understood, then she explained to us what happened over the years. “Oh darling, link. You died when you went out to war 20 years ago, we had a son, we named him Akai, he’s met a beautiful wife, they’re helping me building a village right now and abandoning this old farm.” Malon said softly still with a hearty voice “What? Why?” War asked “Because, no one ever comes to this area they are all too scared because I live near Hyrule castle and being near there means being near war.” Malon said firmly, wow, she really lived up to her business.

“Can I talk with you, Pup? Malon?” Time spoke “yes, of course darling!” “Mhm.” We all talked about how I wasn’t his son and did his actual son have a grandson “..yes, Akai, our son did have a child lately, they named him link. Out of honor, for you.” Malon spoke through sobs, Time hugged her so did I. “Pup can I talk to you privately?” Time said “Of course” Malon left the room we sat there quietly for an awkward minute until Time spoke “So, I guess I was bold to assume you were my son right away” a chuckle left his mouth “yeah I guess so, must be hard for a child to just loose their father in their early years” I said I sounded very rude but trust me I was tired. “Yes, I can’t imagine how the child was feeling, but at least we know now who you actually are, you’re my-“ “grandson? Yeah kinda thought of that from the beginning, I mean look at us.” My hair was not blonde or red it was a dark brown that almost looked black, my eyes were greenish, my eye shape was similar to his but mines went downwards, my nose shape was so different, my skin wasn’t pale ether.

“Yeah, I should’ve noticed that.” Time said “maybe let’s make sure if you’re my actual grandson and see what the name of that village is gonna be that Malon and Akai are building.” While time went to go tell the chain what was really going on I went to go ask Malon the question “ Hello mo- Malon um, could I ask you a question?” Shit, I was so awkward “Hm? Why yes of course sugar plum! What do you need?” Her hearty voice spoke “What is the name gonna be of the farm village?” “Oh! The name? Well- Ordona, Ordona will be the name of the village!”

Thank you for sharing this with me! I think that this could be expanded on a bit but I think you've really captured everything you mentioned regarding your headcanon.

I personally agree with you. I had thought it was standard- or at least widely accepted- that Twilight was still a few generations down. I do think that it would be possible to have that father son relationship purely because... well, I've seen it happen between strangers who became friends then family. So who's to say that two fictional character who are actually related to each other can't have it?

If I had to give one writing tip, I would say to make a new paragraph when a different character is speaking. It's a bit easier on the eyes and easier to imagine and follow the flow of the conversation. I know you didn't ask. But I think this was cute. :)

#pinky replies #this is going on the Masterlist #Thank for submitting it #<3

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always-andromeda · 1 year

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*sighs*

i want a louisa matchup for paul.😭

do i need to tell you anything about me? like you know me incredibly well. i don’t think i do, so i’m just gonna leave this here. let you work your magic.

Author's Note | hee hee hee so. I know your favorite. but I am going to be original and think this through. also, congratulations, soph, you are my final post for the Strange Trails milestone!! of course I had to save a request from one of my favorite people for last! lmao, this isn't the last milestone post, I wrote that part like literally a month ago. I still have a handful more I need to write. but...somebody's birthday is today and somebody thought this would be a fun little birthday present. happy birthday, my lovely star shine. my favorite baby brat 💞

I am matching you up with ✨ Matt!! ✨ Just a note before I continue, anytime I write for Matt, I automatically age him up to around college age and write him how I perceive him being in college, so please note that I’m doing this here as well! Now, let me explain myself. This post is catered specifically to Soph and how she and I have envisioned this man being during his college years. So all you normies are gonna have a hard time understanding this post; sorry about it!

Now, we both know that Matt is a guy who will ride or die for his kid. Genevieve is his heart and soul. Your love for kids would help Matt form a huge trust in you. I just know that in due time, Ginny would soften your warm personality, strength, and determination. She'd latch on most to how you'd care for her specifically. Yes, she worries about her dad being treated right. But she worries most often about being forgotten. And with you and Matt taking care of her, she'll come to see that that's never going to happen.

Having a kid so young did a number on Matt's perception of relationships and love. There's a lot of things in life that he simply cuts himself off of because he had to grow up very fast. By sixteen, this guy had a job and a kid that he was raising mostly on his own while going to school.

You could make him feel like he's a bit of a kid again. You'd drag him out to clubs and show him a type of fun that he never got to experience. Though he's an awkward guy and it would take a while for him to sink into the experience, he'd be rooting for you the entire way. When you shake ass on the floor, he will be there from his seat going, "Good job, sweetie!"

He might act a little like an old man sometimes, but it's only because life has aged him a lot. But you make him feel like he hasn't aged a day. You take care of him the same way that he takes care of you and everyone else around him. You'd make him feel like he can embrace the fun in life while also being a responsible parent. You give him balance. And I'm sure that he could bring you that balance as well. You both have been through a lot in life. And, sometimes, he might not completely understand everything you go through, but together, you would take care of each other and figure out anything.

happy birthday, soph, hope it was everything you've dreamed of lol 💗

#strange trails milestone✨#soph 🧸#danonation #paul dano #danocel #˚ʚ meda writes ɞ˚

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jaeyooniverse · 1 year

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sharing a refreshing melona bar with jaeyoon in honor of our 4th anniversary!! 💞

I'll try to not be super embarrassing in case someone actually reads this

I think I've mentioned this before but it's still mind boggling to me to think that at this point, I've been stanning for more than half the time sf9 has been active (as sf9). When I first joined I was, as everyone is when they first start out, a baby fantasy who felt like she had so much to catch up on, like I wasn't "that big of a fan" bc I wasn't there since the beginning. At the time sf9 was turning 3 and already finding their sound and style. But even if I was "late" I'm so happy I've found them and decided to be a fan. The way everything happened by chance I really feel like it's fate, the way everything played out. (My friend pointed out how I stanned seventeen in 2017 so of course 2019 would be the year for sf9😂) but I had been listening to them (the sensuous album, at least) since late 2018 but it wasn't until enough that I decided to check out more of their stuff. Even then, I think I was ready to just be a casual stan. But then they announced their tour and my friend and I had to go !! So to prep I binged their content bc I needed to know the people I'm about to see lolll

So that takes me to jaeyoon.. I was watching Star Road and got to his turn when he had to resist laughin/smiling while other members tickled him.. honestly I really cannot explain why I fell for him the way I did...but for whatever reason the moment I saw him I swear my heart skipped and I was like HIM. That's my sf9 bias!! And he's been able to maintain the title ever since (yes we've had some bias wrecking but....we won't talk about that rn dgjfgsksh) and seeing him in person!!!! Just made it even more clear how attracted I was to him like not just abt his appearance but his character I just have always loved his energy and personality he's always such a wonderful and endearing person to watch how could I NOT love him??? But then as I started to really stan (literally the moment I left the concert I was like I HAVE to stan now) I just found more and more things i love about him. His relationship with the other members, his laugh, his singing, the way he both has a great sense of coordination (we stan dancer jaeyoon in this house) but also is just such a clumsy mess at times and how awkward he is sometimes but like he's not even awkward he's just HIM idk like do you understand ??? Jaeyoon I love you, and I love how you love! Where else will I find a man who decorates 89 bags, posts 89 pics for his birthday? How hard he worked on binnies bracelet even after it fell apart like twice😭😭😭

OK maybe it's not the healthiest coping mechanism to use someone as your comfort but he really is my kpop comfort boy 😭😭 (I do think a good part of it is his voice, it's just so comforting to me. Or is it comforting bc I like him? Do i like him bc he's comforting? It's been so long I'm not even sure anymore) which is why it really was kinda hard on me when his enlistment was announced like I was literally in the middle of looking at a photo book and was ON HIS PAGE when the enlistment notice was posted. Idk if the timing makes it better or worse tbh. (Definitely worse) I feel silly about it sometimes bc it's not like he's someone who is physically present in my everyday life, it's not really much different from before, just watching him from behind my screen. But there are moments I miss him and hope he's doing alright, bc that's just how people feel when they care about someone right? And i care about jaeyoon a lot, and I'm really thankful I have had him and all the sepgus to make me laugh, smile, and cry, to connect with fellow fantasy, over the last few years.

Maybe I'm just extra sentimental bc my ult group who got me into kpop also just had their anniversary recently (iykyk) so my emotions are HIGH but also I've just. Been in such a tough space lately I'm always sensitive tbh LMAO

Anyway i don't really know where I was going with this. Tldr I love jaeyoon so much and hope I can support and be a fan for years to come ♡

#warning rambling under the cut #will be going thru my jaeyoon faves so might end up doing a small reblog spam #i have the leemujin service playing in the background and aah!#love him so much :((#tawa.log

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