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“Don’t hold your breath:” hot spring smut with Spawn!Astarion for “Bites in the Night:”

Astarion x Reader | E | 2K of underwater oral

🎨 By @snowfolly

Summary: The Mountain Pass is cold at night, you’ve found. And your newly taken Vampire lover has left for the night. But maybe… not to be alone… A note from him to meet him in secret, the end of your search, a bubbling, steaming mountain hot spring with more hidden than rocks beneath its water.

CW: Fem oral receiving, Vampires don’t NEED to breathe 😉, jealous!Tav, reassuring Astarion, wet cat hair Astarion

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You… can’t remember if you’ve ever seen a hot spring. Most things from your life before this tadpole seem hazy now. Well, frankly most things that happened before you took Astarion as your sometimes-lover are fuzzy. But given the winds whipping around the Mountain Pass as the sun setts and the heat of day starts to seep from the world, a hot spring sounds like just the solution. That merchant just up the Pass said you couldn’t miss it, that making camp close by was a wise idea since mountain nights are cold.

Really cold.

At least that part is true. Karlach was fine of course, warm and bubbly as she had gone to find enough firewood for an army. Although, given how big you all needed to make the fire to keep the feeling in your toes, you suspect it’ll last you the night. Gale cast some spell, trying his best to keep out the cool winds and lock in the heat from the fire, but not even magic could prevent the power and force of nature.

Yep, that was Halsin’s contribution before he shifted into a bear to sleep in the warm comfort of fat and fur.

But you don’t worry about any of them… your undead, eternally corpse-cold lover, however…. He had disappeared to hunt and hadn’t returned.

If he had a heart, he wouldn’t do this to you, at least you hoped. If he had a heart, or one that beat at least faster and kept his flesh warm, you wouldn’t feel so much worry gnawing in your gut. But no, his cold body would be shivering by now, unable to warm up, and you hope being undead means he will survive.

As the night grows more frigid with each breeze, you peek into his tent one more time, just to see if he has snuck back like the stealthy, roguish ass he is.

Sure enough, that fucker… he’s left you a note. Or he’s left someone a note, your heart leaps into your throat hoping that it’s for you… though he has been making such sharp and sultry banter with your Cleric lately… your gut squeezes tight with jealousy. Fingers snatch the note from his mess of a bed.

Just a single scrawled line… directions to head north and dip yourself in…. Darling.

You scowl, knowing full well it’s a term he throws around as freely as his smirks. The same words and smiles and raised brows that surely make your Cleric’s heart flutter too in that hot and suffocating way you feel when it’s turned so fully on you.

You take the note, after all, finders keepers, you smirk. That’ll keep him all to yourself, you chuckle inwardly. As you sneak from his mess of a tent, you can’t help but trace your fingers over that tight, flourishing script of his, the paper obviously torn from one of his many books.

Cute, you think to yourself, pulling your jacket around your shoulders tighter as you head northward up the trail. Aside from the cold, it’s not unlike your other trysts… a quiet evening, a moonlit path, and your heart rapping out of your chest to see him. Already you feel your stomach fluttering your cheek blushing hot despite the chill. You want this, smiling he wants it too.

You assume, the nagging thought slices your desire. You want to think those extra longing glances are for you… those flirtatious quips made for the others just to keep his appearances as a rake, even as he has begun to trust you more with his past.

But… the doubt still nags at you. The images of how your Cleric stares after him in his wake around camp usually. You don’t know if it’s lust or suspicion. Or both.

Before you can let your excitement sour too much, your feet almost stumble into water. The hiss, the steam, you nearly fell face first into the hot spring. This was it, you take in the scene with a hint of awe and a lot of excitement. “Well,” you laugh to yourself, “he did say dip in…” Peeling off your jacket, you hurry to strip off everything. Your skin prickles in the breezes, the wind softer where the spring is sheltered and warmer from the steam. His name is sweet on your tongue as you call for him, not waiting for a response as you let the bubbling, cloudy water submerge your body.

You hear nothing as you turn around the large body of water. It’s not deep, rocks lying beneath the surface at good heights to sit on and still savor the waters. Deep breathes in your lungs, eyes fluttering shut as you take a seat on the closest one, you wait.

But you swallow that slice of jealousy… what if he’s somewhere else with… someone else? What if he’s hiding, unready silent in the brush because you aren’t the conquest he was hoping to lure to this locale? What if…

Hands grip the backs of your calves, nails digging into your skin beneath the cloudy, fizzing water.

Invisible.

Unseen

But the touch is colder than the waters.

That touch pries you apart, pushing you back against the bank of the spring, and splitting your folds open. The noises you make are short and scared, the rush of adrenaline overpowering you as your reach for whatever is moving you under the water.

Fear lances through you, until your hands grip into familiar if wet locks, and a cool soft pad of a tongue starts to sweep up your thigh.

Astarion.

Your spasms of dread turn to disbelieving and nervous laughter. Your eyes still frozen wide as you try to watch him lick higher to your folds beneath the water. But you see nothing beneath the bubbling surface.

Arms wrap so firmly around your ass, pulling you just to the edge of the rock. Gritting your teeth together, you can’t fight the way your hips buck against his face, especially not with both his arms keeping you pinned in place, nose rubbing your hardened clit, tongue diving and swirling the circumference of your channel. That muscular tip strokes back and forth over that spot he loves to touch, that hot bundle of nerves just inside you. The sight of his head and curls is lost to your blurring vision, all is steam and bubbles and churning water as he consumes your own slick before it even reaches your thighs.

Heart racing, blood pounding in your arteries, you can’t catch your breath as you come apart so quickly, so readily on his mouth. But even as your thighs clench over his shoulders, his arms keep you trapped and his tongue keeps devouring you under that bubbly water.

Tongue sweeps to your clit, lips sucking and circling over that aching nub. Fangs catch briefly on your skin, a nick here and there, but the pain hardly slices through your bliss as he drives you even faster for a second crashing wave of pleasure. Your head lolls on the mossy bank, your legs shaking down the scars of his back, and your fingers practically pull his perfect hair from its roots. The stars in the sky are nothing compared to the ones that begin to blind you again, your climax approaching at breakneck speed. As your body wracks with bliss, his arm splashes away from your backside, only to dive his long, dancing fingers deeper and fuller into your cunt.

A scream tears from your throat, making the poor wildlife around you scatter in the underbrush. The walls of your core suck his touch in deeper, or force it out, you can’t tell, not with the way your body is practically boiling itself. You can’t catch your wind, the edges of your sight growing darker, your world starting to spin like when he sips just a bit too much from your body…..

And that’s when your eyes fly open, the realization hitting you in the same moment, same breath as you torque and buck in one more burst of heat and wet and spasms.

He hasn’t taken a breath for….

You force your body back in control, gripping him by his hair, his ears and jerking him towards the surface.

He breaks through the water like some mythical being, skin so white in the moonlight, smirk so arrogant and self-content…. “Hello,” he pants, catching lungs full of mountain air once more, “…darling,” he finally adds as those lust-dark eyes scan over your dripping body. His damp hair drips and droops adorably over his forehead, almost over his eyes. He’d be pathetic if those eyes underneath didn’t proclaim pride in how he had just eaten you right up.

Suddenly that hesitation as he looks you up and down, devouring you with his eyes in that silence… it makes that pang of jealousy return. “Not surprised to see me?” you prod just a bit, sweeping your arms in the waters, trying to slide down the pool as he begins to inch closer.

“Aren’t you surprised to see me?” he purrs, sweeping his now wet and unruly locks out of his eyes with both hands. That pale face practically glimmers with drops of water and radiates with unbridled arrogance as he licks his lips. “That was the effect I was going for this evening with you, my little treat. So tasty too…”

“I could have been anyone…” you huff just a bit. Rolling your eyes, you try not to squeak as he descends on you, arms bracing you back against the bank of the pool, body pushing you against the rocks and wall again. “I could be some poor unsuspecting female that happened to find your cute little note.”

“You're not just anyone, you know…. And besides, I would know the taste of you and you alone anywhere…” he licks his lips, almost smacking them like the predator he is, cleaning his maw.

“You mean…” your eyes dart to the bushes, as if looking to see if anyone else is hiding.

He merely shoves that leering smirk between you and the middle distance. “Who else do you think I would ask back here for a bite, darling?” He’s intrigued and concerned, entertained and worried in one swirling tone.

“It’s silly…” you decide to laugh it off, nevermind how he still closes in on you. Cool hands hold you, sweeping up your arm. One palm rests on your cheek, something unusually warm about his touch, unusually reassuring without a single snide remark.

“Is it?” he cocks his head, eyes searching yours.

“Well….” you tilt your head, looking down at the swirling, dancing steam over the spring.

“Tut tut,” he lifts your head back up to meet his gaze, “eyes here, my darling. And I’ll tell you just who has my interest…”

“Oh,” you feel tears sting, until he smiles at you with pure adoration.

“You see, there’s this female, headstrong and defiant and willful…” His thumb sweeps over your lip, his smile soft enough to let his fangs peek out. “…she has a habit of picking up strays, and making sure they are cared for…” His fingers trace over the ever-darkening set of fang-scars that form on your neck. “She makes sure they’re bellies are full and their every need is sated…”

That thick, hard, veiny length of his prods into your belly as he pulls you flush against his front.

“I’m quite fond of her every trait, internal and external,” he purrs into your ear, hands wandering over your body, your sides tickled by touch, breasts teased and pulled with just the right amount of force to make you gasp and smile. “And besides, my first thinking blood, she tastes more divine than anything I doubt I would find in this realm.”

You can’t wait for his silken voice to shut up, so you opt to stop all those nice words with your own actions for once. Arms wrap so tight around his neck, you pull those conceited, praising lips against your own.

“Tell me you like me…” you pant between kisses. His lips begin that addictive working over yours, the kind that steals your air and makes you swept off your feet and usually on your back for him.

“You know I do, my little treat,” he rasps back, a little roll of his hips against your belly as he laughs, “but don’t hold your breath for more of an explanation.”

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wangxianficrecs · 4 months

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Rewind 2023 - Follower Recs

WangxianFicRecs - Rewind 2023

For our Rewind 2023, our dear followers were also able to submit Follower Recs of their favourite stories published in 2023 for you to enjoy! Thank you to everyone who shared their recs and make sure to give the authors some love!

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Lovely fic, the worldbuilding really got me hook, it is background but absolutely fascinating. -Anon

The Lines of your Soul

by athena_crikey

M, 24k, Wangxian & Nielan

Summary: At this point he just wants to get Lan Zhan horizontal so he can sleep off the drugs that are making him make little confused snuffling noises and ask questions like “How soft is purple?” and “Where did the moon go?” and “Why does Wei Ying smile all the time?” Lan Zhan under the influence is cute, and it makes Wei Wuxian genuinely angry because he cannot appreciate it. This is not something Lan Zhan chose, this is not even an accident, this is an intentional violation and none of the sounds or questions or wide-eyed glances Lan Zhan is giving him are his choice.

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Not an easy read, there is a lot of hurt there, but how lwj and wwx behaved in such an awful situation really got to me. -Anon

swallowing rocks, swallowing peach skins

by AvoOwO

M, 24k, Wangxian

Summary: There is an indescribable rage boiling within Lan Wangji's chest. Lan Wangji has often heard stories of unsuspecting travelers being taken from their camp within the night, held against their wills only to be somehow found weeks later, dead and in the most horrid of states. Stories are hard enough to read about. It is worse, he thinks, when it is Wei Ying he is here with, gagged and bound in the same way. They walk, and walk, and walk, and they do not stop.

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Lwj and wwx are just. such disasters. and I loved their jobs, especially lwj. it was a very enjoyable read. -Anon

To See You (Again)

by FrameofMind (@frameofmind6), Jo Lasalle (Jo_Lasalle)

E, 84k, Wangxian

Part of Bottomji Big Bang 2023

Summary: A new job brings Wei Ying to London, and back into Lan Zhan's life. Many things have changed since their time in boarding school (Lan Zhan is out of the closet, arranges charcuterie boards, stocks a fine bar…), but their friendship slots right back into place like no time has passed. Wei Ying is a little perplexed by the fact that Lan Zhan apparently doesn't have any interest in dating anyone despite being an obvious catch—but hey, at least that means he doesn't have to fight anyone for Lan Zhan's time and attention. And besides, it's not like Wei Ying is in any big rush to find himself a girlfriend either. It’s all working out great!

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This story is a ton of fun and such a different and interesting concept. @danegen

Pairfire

by PaidSubscription

E, 65k, Wangxian

Part of Bottomji Big Bang 2023

Summary: Welcome, young cultivators, to the most important event of your lives: your Coming of Age Symposium. At dawn tomorrow, you will be assigned to your pairmate. You will then complete the following courses together. Week 1: Love Languages (core course) Week 2: Conflict Resolution (core course) Week 3: Guided Gender Selection (core course, ongoing) Week 4: Caring for Your Pairmate in Distress (elective) Week 5: Heat Week (elective) On your final day you will choose which permanent A/B/O gender is right for you. We will provide guidance as you try each of them in the coming weeks. Good luck. OR: WangXian are unexpectedly paired for a relationship course. Shenanigans, pining, gender feels and horniness ensues. With art by Beanie.

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This series was so much fun, especially watching Lan Wangji's lust for Wei Wuxian from Su She's POV. And I'm grateful the author included a second part so we can see all the bits we missed and how wangxian got together. Also lwj's competency kink for wwx's brilliance was gold. @gentil-minou

💙 The epic college romance between Wei Ying and Lan Zhan

by KizuKatana (@kizukatana)

E, WIP, Series, 57k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary part one: The (bitter) third party pov of the epic college romance between Wei Ying and Lan Zhan, as told from the pettiest NPC to ever exist. - - - - - A new student transferred into the university in their second year, and Su She was gleeful to see how much Lan Zhan was irritated by him from the very first day that the student (Wei something) showed up late for class with a ratty hoodie pulled up over his head and proceeded to sleep through lecture. Finally, someone else would be the butt of everyone’s jokes as they watched Wei Ying constantly try and fail to get Lan Zhan’s attention. When midterm grades came out, Su She was expecting the guy to be humiliated. That was… not what happened. Worse still, Lan Zhan was now actually turning his head to look at the guy when he spoke. And... wait, was Lan Zhan… putting his hand on the guy’s ass?! No. Su She does not accept this.

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I love historical aus and Greaser!WWX with GoldenBoy!LWJ is one we know well, butI love this fic for all the heart it has and the way it covers setting-typical homophobia. Wangxian get a happy ending and then the epilogue at the end really just made me feel all kinds of feelings about being queer. @gentil-minou

Mad about the Boy

by TriviasFolly (@triviasfolly)

M, 62k, Wangxian

Summary: It's 1954, and Lan Zhan's life would be going well if it wasn't for the charming Wei Ying. Did he say charming? He meant annyoing. If it wasn't for that smile Lan Zhan could accept the future planned for him, the job as Cheif Surgeon who returned home to a demure wife who'd cook him dinner and asking him about his day. Instead, he finds himself dreaming about something more. So when Wei Ying offers him a deal, one that would get him out of Lan Zhan's life he took it. When the evening goes wrong, Lan Zhan expects his life to be over. Instead, he finds it's just the start of a new chapter.

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The way this author made the story of the Scarlet Pumpenel fit in mdzs is, in my opinion, masterful. The arranged marriage is built on devastating misunderstanding after devastating misunderstanding, but the identity shenanigans are so fun! Other highlights include Jiang sect love and wangxian adopting not only A-Yuan but MXY as well. So much fun and an epic adventure! @gentil-minou

The Scarlet Lotus

by rainbowninja167 (@rainbowtitania)

M, 137k, Wangxian

Summary: In the years following the Sunshot Campaign, the mysterious, masked cultivator who’d defeated Wen Ruohan took on many identities: the Yiling Patriarch, leader of the Wen rebels, enemy of the Jin Sect, practitioner of wicked tricks. His true name was shrouded in mystery. He always wore a mask. He carried no sword; wore no clan colors or insignia. Clouds of resentful energy clung to him as he walked. But there was one thing that absolutely everyone agreed on: the Yiling Patriarch could not possibly be from the Jiang Sect. Or: a Scarlet Pimpernel-inspired fix-it featuring Wei Wuxian in disguise, Lan Wangji determined to bring the nefarious Yiling Patriarch to justice, and the hijinks that ensue when you accidentally marry your greatest enemy/love of your life.

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Another fun and sexy fic built on misunderstandings but I love the tone of this one! There's a lot of heart in this fic along with some real world issues along with just lots of wwx love, which makes this fic something i reread again and again! @gentil-minou

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by Chrononautical (@chrononautintraining)

E, 92k, Wangxian

Summary: A prominent physicist and professor, Wei Ying has built a life for himself in Chicago. He's safe, he's happy, and he has plans for his future. Unfortunately, those plans are derailed the moment he finds out his brother is in trouble. To save the family business, it will have to be Wei Ying's life on the line. He has to marry his old high school crush, Lan Zhan.

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wangxian exploring their sexuality while getting to act their age in cloud recesses is such a wonderful premise, and I love the way this fic lets them not being good at it. Also the little excerpts from the book throughout were such fun and always made me giggle! @gentil-minou

Fentao-laoshi's Guide to Cut-Sleeve Pleasures

by occultings (microcomets) (@microcomets)

E, 31k, Wangxian

Part of the good place server exchange 2023

Summary: Lan Wangji says, “I am also looking to . . . gain practical experience. It seemed mutually advantageous.” “Mutually advantageous,” Wei Wuxian echoes. “Wait. Do you mean I’d get to . . . ?” Lan Wangji stares at him. “Practice — on you?” Wei Wuxian finishes, his eyes round with disbelief. — During a shared summer studying in the Cloud Recesses, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian diligently pursue an informed sexual education. What could possibly be the harm in some mutual learning?

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the most heartbreaking, angsty, canon setting arranged marriage au i've read so far, in the best way. We get to see things from LWJ's pov and while his actions make sense, it's still so devastating as we watch WWX be affected by it all. The happy ending makes the hurt all the better too! @gentil-minou

💙 Concord

by Deastar (@youhideastar)

T, 41k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: Lan Wangji hopes, somewhat frivolously, that his betrothed might find him an acceptable companion. Neither he nor Wei Wuxian are able to bear children, so there will be no need to share a marital bed; that should make it easier for the two of them to reach a natural, comfortable equilibrium. Two strings played in harmony: this is Lan Wangji’s quiet hope, as he arranges the Jingshi to accommodate a second inhabitant. Perhaps, he thinks, they might even become friends.

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MothXian and WitchJi!!!!! The art for this au is always so lovely, and this fic fits it perfectly! The author has this gorgeous, dreamy prose that really enhances the setting and the sweetness of wangxian in this is so beautiful. @gentil-minou

light a lantern (and guide me home)

by xuanxuanwo (ostentatiouslyrealistic) (@xuanxuanwo)

T, 63k, Wangxian

Summary: At first, he thinks he’s caught a bird; it’s the size of one of his palms and wrapped fully in damp feathers. As he shuffles toward the beam of light that streams through the open window, he wonders how it managed to fly into his lantern, shut the door, and latch it against the wild gales of the wind. Then, he takes a closer look, thumbing across its feathers, and realizes that they’re not feathers at all. They’re leaves. Startled, Lan Zhan shifts as gently as possible and, using the tip of his finger, parts them to reveal a body, complete with tiny limbs and a small face, all of it wrapped in the dress made from peony petals. “Oh,” Lan Zhan breathes softly, heart clenching. “Oh, what are you?” -- A thunderstorm brings tea master and herbalist Lan Zhan a companion he never knew he needed. A tale of love, loss, and letting go.

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Rockstar!WWX and Bookseller!LWJ and they are just the cutest. Notting Hill is a classic romcom and this fic fits the romcom vibe perfectly. @gentil-minou

When the Lights Come Up

by brooklinegirl

E, 50k, Wangxian

Summary: Lan Zhan's brother draws to a halt next to him, staring at the man on the other side of the counter. "Oh, it is you, isn't it?" The man, still propped against the counter on his elbow, gives Lan Huan a grin, then directs it at Lan Zhan again. "I don't know," he says. "Is it? Am I?" "You are." Lan Huan is hurrying around to the other side of the counter, a wide smile on his face, while Lan Zhan looks on, feeling more and more perplexed, like he's stepped into some alternate universe where absolutely nobody is making any sense at all. "Wei Wuxian! Lan Zhan, do you know who this is? It's Wei Wuxian!" Lan Huan is reaching for the man's hand, and he pushes himself lazily to standing, shaking Lan Huan's hand warmly. "In the flesh," he says. "You caught me." "My goodness." Lan Huan is staring at him like he's never seen a human being before in his life. "What on earth are you doing here, of all places?

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magical wangxian who adopt mo xuanyu in a setting that's written so vividly, the whole place comes alive! it's part of a larger series but it can be read alone, but most importantly the characters are so patient and kind with such great moments between them all @gentil-minou

quiet, blooming hours

by Sanguis (@bel-ennui)

T, 13k, Wangxian

Summary: Fingers push through the earth, and a long lost boy takes the first gasping breath of his second life. The house of buried things has a new surprise for Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji.

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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for these hard-working authors if you like – or think others might like – these stories.)

#wangxian fic rec #wangxianficrecs #rewind 2023 #mdzs #the untamed #wangxian #fandom event #long post #The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation #MDZS #Mo Dao Zu Shi #follower recs #follower rec

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sitp-recs · 8 months

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I just finished a great romcom and now Im wondering do you have Drarry recs that are romcom-y? It doesnt have to explicitly labeled as such but just a vibe...you know that after a serious of little hick ups and An Airport Run for True Love a pop banger playing in the background vibe :D

Hi anon! Oh that’s such an exciting ask, I’ve had lots of fun thinking about this one. I feel like I haven’t read enough romcom, would love to explore this genre further. I hope you enjoy these!

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It's not like they've been angrily hooking up on the sly since meeting at a Juniors skills camp in fucking Manitoba four years ago, except that's exactly what they've been doing.

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Harry is happy as editor-in-chief of The Quibbler. From planning to printing, design to deadlines, he enjoys being in the hot seat. And after vanquishing Voldemort, managing fires is an easy part of the job. Until his scorching crush on his impeccably dressed fashion editor flares out of control, and he's forced to face actual fires.

Per my last letter (I hope you choke on it) by @fluxweeed and @lastontheboat (T, 10k)

Or: the one where Harry has writer’s block and Malfoy isn’t helping.

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It's Christmastime, and Harry has just started as the new Minister of Magic. It just so happens that Draco works in his office as well, a holdover from Kingsley's tenure. Naturally, love is in the air.

Title of Their Sex Tape by @cibeewastaken (T, 12k)

What are the Wizarding world's most elite law enforcers doing when they aren't catching criminals? It seems Auror Malfoy is often caught throwing food into Auror Potter's mouth when he's mid-yawn. This story isn't about Draco throwing food at Harry. What it does have is: Undercover! Heists! Draco pining for Harry! Harry being oblivious, but also can't help noticing how good Draco smells! Banters and jokes! That's about it.

Crash (Into Me) by @sweet-s0rr0w (T, 14k)

Harry’s done plenty of ridiculous things for charity over the years, but Robards’ latest scheme really takes the biscuit. Or rather, the teacake. Good job Malfoy’s there to suffer alongside him this time, eh?

Yours Truly by @skeptiquewrites (M, 15k)

Every single one of Harry’s exes has gone on to marry the next person they date, and with the upcoming nuptials of numbers six and seven to each other, Harry’s feeling exhausted by it all. It doesn’t really matter if he lets people assume Draco Malfoy is his boyfriend for a moment of peace. In any case, Draco’s been away for five years and there’s no way he would find out, right?

The Courting by the Pureblood Who Only Has Five Milligrams of Romantic Intelligence and Thinks He’s Real Smooth by @cibeewastaken (T, 19k)

Draco could grab Potter and shove him into a stall before proceeding to suck his soul out of his dick, but secretly, deep down, in the part of Draco that he will never admit to anyone, he is (everyone pauses to shudder) a romantic. Potter is not someone Draco wants a one-off with. Potter is — Draco’s beloved!

Jumeaux by VivacissimoVoce (M, 19k)

Draco and Blaise own and operate a luxury spa resort together, and the Ministry's Auror department has scheduled a full service three-day retreat. Guess who's on the guest list?

Little Red Courgette by @blamebrampton (T, 31k)

When this season's purple courgettes are woefully thin, Draco Malfoy thinks it amounts to small beans. Next thing he knows, the Department of Standards is over-run with leeks, Brussels sprouts all sorts of legislative difficulties, and somebody appears to have put a roquette under Harry Potter. Can Draco seize a marrow victory? Or will his plans for peas be squashed?

The Four Ds of Apparition (or: Destination, Determination, Deliberation, and Dicks) by eidheann, firethesound (E, 36k)

After transferring to the Apparition Department, Harry's life becomes one big dick joke. And all his friends are arseholes. So is Malfoy, but what else is new? AKA Harry Potter and the eighteen twenty dicks.

Soup-pocalypse and The Great Curry Cataclysm by SquadOfCats (E, 104k)

Eleven years after the war, Draco Malfoy leads a quiet, boring, and perfectly respectable life, thanks very much. Or, at least he does, until a sudden and very unexpected veela awakening causes him to throw soup all over Harry Potter in the middle of the Ministry cafeteria.

#anon #asks #Drarry reclist #romcom AUs

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rottenpumpkin13 · 3 months

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AGSZC go camping at the beach! What happens?

Sending you good vibes!

Things That Happen At The Beach

• Genesis thinks it's funny to tie a piece of bread onto a string and annoy some seagulls. He ends up getting harassed by the seagulls.

• Angeal leaves Zack alone at the beach for five minutes, when he comes back Zack is instructing a Zumba class.

• Sephiroth and Genesis try surfing (competitively) but they both get wiped out by a dolphin.

• It's Cloud's first time at the beach and he's very excited. Oh, look! A beach iguana. Maybe he should feed it some snacks :)

• Cloud gets chased by the iguana.

• Angeal is building the bonfire, Genesis suggests he use materia but Angeal is adamant about "returning to nature" and doing things "the old school way." They're arguing over this, meanwhile Zack has grabbed the guitar and is doing a happy, upbeat cover of Mad World. Genesis and Angeal are screaming in the background.

• Meanwhile Sephiroth and Cloud are setting up the tents.

Cloud: Um, not that I'm complaining, but why can't we go to a hotel instead?

Sephiroth: Good question. *he turns around* Angeal, why can't we go to a hotel?

Angeal: N A T U R E *throws his flip flop at Sephiroth*

• Zack and Cloud build some sandcastles! But the group of little kids a few feet away from them are building a whole sand city and now Zack makes it his mission to out-do the children. It's all going great until a little girl shouts that their sand castle looks terrible and calls Zack an unkind word not meant for kids. Zack as to then explain to Cloud that he cannot fight a child.

• Genesis convinces Sephiroth to let him bury him in the sand. Genesis digs a hole, makes Sephiroth get inside, turns around to pick up his shovel, then when he turns around again Sephiroth is gone. He's convinced Sephiroth san into the sand, so he spends ten minutes frantically digging trying to save him. And then Sephiroth shows up again. He has a churro. A vendor walked by and Sephiroth had gone to buy a churro. Genesis harasses him with the shovel.

• Angeal forces the four of them to go out fishing and "earn their dinner" while he sets up the rest of their camp. They set out on two jet skis. Four of them go, three come back.

Cloud: We caught the fish.

Angeal: Uh, where's Sephiroth?

Zack:

Genesis:

Cloud:

*They all scramble to get back on the jet skis because they forgot Sephiroth on a rock in the middle of the ocean*

• Zack and Cloud are hanging out under a big beach umbrella, watching Sephiroth, Angeal and Genesis in the water playing volleyball.

Zack: Man, aren't the guys so cool? How can they stay that deep in the ocean and still play?

Cloud: Oh, ouch! Genesis hit Sephiroth with the ball. I think his nose is bleeding!

Zack: I'm telling you, Spike, I wish I had their courage. I'd be so scared of a shark showing up.

Cloud: Yup! His nose is broken. Uh oh, he looks mad. Genesis isn't helping his case by laughing.

Zack: Do you like volleyball? I like volleyball, but I don't think I could play that well in the water.

Cloud: Sephiroth has produced Masamune out of nowhere.

Zack: To be honest, I'm not that great on land either.

Cloud: He's drowning Genesis.

Zack: You know what would be a cool sport to play in the water? Basketball!

Cloud: Zack I'm witnessing a murder.

Zack: Man, I wish water-basketball were possible!

Cloud: Where'd Genesis go? OH! Now Sephiroth is fighting Angeal.

Zack: Do you think it's possible, spike?

Cloud: That's it. I'm calling the police.

#ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy 7 #sephiroth #genesis rhapsodos #angeal hewley #zack fair #cloud strife #ffvii crisis core #ff7 crisis core #storytime

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HAPPY SUB EDDIE WEEK!!! Rating: E | WC: 2,129 | Tags: Ghostface roleplay, fake home invasion, predator/prey, simulated knife play, Dom Steve Harrington, Sub Eddie Munson, Dacryphilia, hair pulling, manhandling Full list of tags on ao3. As always, thanks for reading, and reblogs, comments, and kudos are very appreciated! Divider credit to @saradika!

It’s dark. The power’s out, won’t come back on. Eddie’s tried the light switches in every room. No other houses on the street are out, it’s just this one. Goddamn breaker , he finds himself thinking. There’s a flashlight in the kitchen drawer that nearly blinds him as he turns it on and tests the strength of the beam.

The basement steps creak beneath his feet. The beam of light lands on shoes, totes holding camping gear, decorations, the cords he swears they can’t get rid of because as soon as they do they’ll need them.

There’s a sound off to the right. Eddie jumps, and the corner is illuminated by bright white. Nothing. There’s nothing there but more storage containers that hold comic books, his vinyls.

He turns, makes the short walk to the breaker box.

Another noise, this one behind him, has him turning.

A white mask, with black bloodhound eyes and a screaming mouth. There’s a hood, a cape. Big black shoes that thud as they cross the floor. A gloved hand comes out, the light reflects off of a long blade–

Eddie screams, nearly trips up the stairs. He can hear those feet thundering along behind him. A hand finds his ankle, he kicks out and then he’s running again. He tries to slam the basement door but it connects with a hand instead. He cries out again, runs for the staircase to the second floor, has a small heart attack as he slides with the rug across the hardwood.

A yelp as he skitters towards the stairs again, running full-out now. He can still hear those heavy shoes behind him. Every misstep has the intruder getting that much closer. He can practically feel the blade against his skin. He slides into the bedroom, turns to close the door but then there are hands on him, grabbing him. He’s pinned against the wall. His hands are above his head, his legs are kicked wide. And the silver object he’d seen back in the basement is pressed to his cheek.

“Look at you. Jesus, I knew you wanted this, but I didn’t realize how much it would work for you.” The blade is dull, not even butterknife sharp at best, but just the cool metal against his cheek has Eddie whimpering. “Bet you’re so wet for me, aren’t you?” Steve’s teeth scrape over his neck and Eddie’s hips jolt forward. He’s already pressed to the wall, so there’s nowhere for them to go and just adds pressure. “Bet you could come just from this.” Eddie loves Steve’s voice normally, but here? Growling in his ear as he rocks towards Eddie’s body like he can fuck him through both of their clothes? He doesn’t think Steve is wrong.

“Baby, please–” “Listen to you.” The edge of the blade is against his throat and can only whine. “So fucking desperate, so needy…” “Yeah– fuck, please–” Eddie gets the flat of the knife tapped twice against his cheek.

“You’re not in control here, Eddie. Remember? I am.” Eddie is moved away from the wall and practically tossed onto the bed so his ass bounces twice on the mattress. The mask is pulled back down but Steve loses the cape, revealing tight black jeans that hug his ass and a black t-shirt that has to be fucking painted on. Eddie’s going to come in his pants like he’s seventeen and not a full grown adult. Steve crosses the room. Those gloved hands grab Eddie’s thighs, knocking him onto his back, and pull his ass to the edge of the bed. “You’re fucking panting for it. God, Eddie, look at you.” Steve unbuttons his pants, tugs both pants and underwear down just enough to free his cock. The blade drags against the underside and Eddie whimpers again. Steve is trying to kill him– and not in the way they were playing. Steve is actually going to kill him. He’s so fucking turned on he wants to cry and Steve’s barely touched him so far.

“You’re dripping.” There’s a puddle of precome on his belly, still connected to his cock by a sticky thin string. “Jesus, Ed. I really think you could come like this.” “Steeeeeve. ” Eddie whines, his cock twitches beneath the touch. “Fuck, please .” Steve taps the blade against the head of his cock and Eddie gasps at the hurt. “Is that too much? Thought this was what you wanted from me.”

“Please. Please baby please–” “Safe word.” Steve’s fingers wrap around his cock. “What is it?” “P– Poughkeepsie–” Eddie cries out as Steve’s thumb presses against his slit. He’s so fucking sensitive it hurts. “Stevie, baby, fuck –” Steve gives one more stroke from root to tip, and then he’s flipping Eddie over onto his stomach. His hand comes down, connects with Eddie’s asscheek hard enough to leave a bright red handprint behind. Eddie’s eyes are closed and he’s practically humping the bed. “Stop it,” Steve says with another smack. His other hand slides between Eddie’s cheeks to tug at the plug they’d worked into his body earlier. It’s not very big, simple silver with a black jewel. He tugs at it, listens to the way Eddie’s breath whimpers and stutters out of his chest as his rim is stretched around the widest part again, again, fucking again .

“Baby, baby, god please –” Eddie’s sobbing with need now. Every touch, smack, all the pleasure and pain, they just add and build and none of it is what he really needs. “Do fucking anything –” The plug is gone, and then Steve is there. He’s thick and hot and he drives in with a thrust so sharp Eddie almost screams with it. There’s an edge of pain, but it’s mostly pleasure, pleasure so fucking intense that he snaps like a rubberband.

Just one fucking thrust and he’s coming so hard he sees stars.

“Jesus –” Steve drops his forehead to Eddie’s back, lets Eddie twitch and thrum beneath him, the spasms of his body pulling Steve’s cock deeper, holding him there while he sobs through it. Steve knows Eddie is oversensitive, but their scene isn’t over. He brushes the hair off of Eddie’s neck, lifts the mask up to kiss the back of his neck. “Safeword, pretty boy?” “Poughkeepsie.” Eddie slurs a little as he says it. His face is wet, his eyes closed against the blankets. The gloves are removed, and then Steve’s hands are running up Eddie’s arms, pushing them above his head. He pins Eddie’s wrists there with one hand, the other one coming down to his hip. The first roll of Steve’s hips has Eddie groaning lowly. Steve relishes in the clench of Eddie’s body as he slides out like it wants to keep him there forever. “Fucking beautiful,” he growls. His hips snap in a little quicker at the same time that he sinks his teeth into Eddie’s shoulder, earning a thready moan. He sucks hard enough, uses just enough teeth to leave an impressive bruise behind, one that he knows will get darker and more tender.

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” Steve’s hand moves from Eddie’s hip to his hair. He gathers it into his fist, tugs Eddie’s head to the side. “To be marked? Claimed? For everyone to know whose boy you are?”

The only response Eddie can manage is a whine, and to use the tips of his toes to fuck himself back onto Steve’s cock.

“You’re a wreck.” Steve drags his teeth down below Eddie’s ear as he kept up the slow but steady pace with his hips. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you work this hard for it before.” He grips Eddie’s hair that much more firmly, gives a tug that he knows has Eddie’s dick pulsing with need already again. “Tell me what you want.” Eddie tries to use his toes to guide himself again, but Steve stops him with another pull to his hair. “I said tell me, not show me. Use your words.” It takes a few moments for Eddie’s brain to reconnect with his mouth. He licks his lips, tries to start once and doesn’t quite get there. It’s hard to formulate thoughts when the blood has pooled in the wrong brain. “Want you to f-fuck me,” he gets out. “To mark me. Show everyone I’m… I’m yours.” Steve eases his hold in Eddie’s curls, but just barely. His hips pick up speed, fuck into Eddie’s body with long, deep thrusts. “Like this?”

“Harder,” Eddie urges.

Steve bites down on the juncture of shoulder and neck as his movements shift. They’re long, smooth strokes that punch the breath out of Eddie’s lungs every time he bottoms out. “Whose are you?” Not a growl this time, but a purr.

“Yours,” Eddie says without hesitation. “‘M all yours. I’m your good boy–” “My good boy, huh?” Steve drags his teeth along Eddie’s earlobe. “Do good boys beg to be fucked like this, Eddie? Do good boys beg to be pinned down and used, the way you want to be?” His hips snap harder and Eddie is ready to sob with it again. “Yours does,” Eddie answers.

Steve can’t help but laugh. “Keep your arms out in front of yourself. Don’t fucking pull them back, you got it?” Eddie nods, takes a deep breath as the warmth of Steve’s hand disappears. Then it’s on his hips, and Steve’s hand is pulling at his hair so his head lifts and his neck iss on display, and “ Oh god– ”

Steve’s movements are hard now, short and sharp and deep. Eddie can’t help the way he cries out, can’t help the tears dripping down his cheeks and further soiling the sheets beneath his head. His hands catch against the sheets desperately as Steve keeps pounding into him but he doesn’t even think about bringing his arms down to get more leverage. He was told not to.

“Steve– Steve, I–” Eddie doesn’t know what he’s asking for. Steve, thankfully, does. He grips Eddie’s hair tighter, lets his hand slide to the raised welts he’d left earlier. Blunt nails dig in against the marks. He drives in at just the right angle, tugs Eddie’s hair just sharply enough to tilt the sensation over into pain.

And then Eddie’s coming again. Spots fill his vision, he screams against the sheets. Just as he feels Steve emptying into his body, the world goes dark.

Eddie comes to when a cool cloth touches his face. Every atom of his being aches in the most delicious way. Steve is there, looking a little concerned as he wipes tears and snot off of Eddie’s skin.

“Hey, beautiful.” Steve kisses a trail from his forehead down to his lips. “How was that? Was that what you wanted?” Eddie nods and reaches out to wrap his fingers around Steve’s wrist, keeping the hand there against his cheek. “‘S good for you?” he asks.

“Yeah! Yeah, it was… fucking awesome .” Steve smiles and presses another kiss to Eddie’s cooling skin. “It was a lot, though.” “Yeah. It was.” Eddie doesn’t sound upset about that as he tugs Steve closer, until Steve’s laying half on top of him and he can burrow into his chest. “Wanted it.” “I know you did.” Steve combs his hair out of his face, untangles his curls before massaging lightly at his scalp. He knows Eddie’s going to have a tender head, maybe for the next couple of days, and he wants to make sure it’s at least bearable. “You did so fucking good, Eddie. Fuck, I’ve never seen you let go like that.” Eddie preens beneath Steve’s touch, beneath his words. It’s what he always (well, almost always) wants, to be good for Steve. His Steve.

When his legs no longer feel like jelly Steve stands him up, helps strip him down the rest of the way before half carrying him to the bathroom. They soak in the tub together. Steve kisses the bruises he’d left behind as he shampoos Eddie’s hair. They get out and still Steve is right there, wrapping him in their fluffiest towel. By the time Steve’s finished with his hair and getting him into pajamas, Eddie’s practically dead and swaying on his feet. “Drink for me, okay?” Steve kisses his cheek, helps him down half a bottle of water. The sheets get changed while Eddie sits in the corner and nibbles on his favorite chocolate. They finish it in bed, Eddie drains the rest of the water. “I love you,” Steve says for the millionth time as he tucks Eddie’s head into his chest. “You’re fucking incredible.”

Eddie smiles, murmurs a sleepy, “Love you, too.”

He’s asleep before Steve even gets the blankets tucked around him, safe and sound in his partner’s arms.

#Steddie fic #Steve Harrington / Eddie Munson #Stranger Things fic #SubEddieWeek #Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson fic #I'm really fucking proud of this AND I made the little banner with the name and everything #This didn't take a super long time but again I'M SO PROUD OF IT #kintsugi_kid ao3

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aziraphales-library · 9 months

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hi! do you know any fics with she/her crowley?

You can check our #female crowley and #ineffable wives tags for she/her Crowley! Here are a few more...

Blind Dates and Fancy Snakes by witchy_teacup (G)

Azira Fell and Antonia Crowley have one thing in common: a meddling friend named Anathema Device. Anathema sets the shy bookshop owner and the glamorous lounge singer up on a blind date.

The nights were as dark as my baby, and half as beautiful too by IneffableDemon (T)

Aziraphale has been assigned to keep an eye on the humans partying in Venice during Carnival. All he wants to do is enjoy the festival, drink some wine and taste the food, but work is work. Until a flash of red hair amongst the crowd makes the party much more enjoyable.

Stoned by flatfelledyetstillundone (M)

The first rock struck Crawley in the torso, bruising her ribs and making her sway leftward slightly. The second hit her in the arm; it had a rough edge that caught the fabric of her robe, doing a small amount of damage to the black cloth. The third impacted solidly in her middle, knocking the wind right out of her. It had been thrown particularly hard. She lost count after that, as the stones rained in hard and fast, most of them fist-sized. “Stoning” was such a mild term, Crawley thought. It made it sound like it was done and dusted -- an execution over quickly. But it wasn’t. ----- Or: Crawley is stoned by humans for being a demon. Aziraphale happens to be there to help Crawley while she heals.

Climb Every Mountain by NaroMoreau (E)

It's perhaps terrible that this came to happen, but Aziraphale can't help to have fallen head over heels in love with the Nanny, Crowley. When Aziraphale's son goes to summer camp, leaving him to share a space with Crowley, he almost despairs. Luckily for him, she's also going away, otherwise he fears the week would have been unbearable. Because, she is leaving... Isn't she?

As Sweet As This by vantablck (G)

One moment, Crowley had a high position at a top Michelin rated restaurant. The next, her career was taking a metaphorical million light-year dive into a lake of boiling sulfur and she was moving back into her small childhood town. Cue Aziraphale, the childhood best friend she’s been pining over since time immemorial. Cue Crowley’s oh so brilliant idea of co-owning a restaurant with her.

The blesséd language of flowers by elf_on_the_shelf (E)

Crowley has given up on her life in the big city and decided to retire early to the lovely village of Tadfield. She expected a run-off-the-mill early retirement. Maybe playing bridge with a couple of old ladies and maybe taking a part in organising some of the village fetes. What she did not expect was actually competing against the woman she had developed a crush on in the village floral competitions and hence that particular woman instantly taking a dislike to her. She also did not expect that for the sake of the village's reputation they would have to band together and participate as a couple for nationals, because why not...

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable wives #ineffable partners #female crowley #mod d

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sugolara · 1 year

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𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙

ft. Katsuki Bakugo x Shoto Todoroki x Izuku Midoriya x fem! reader

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Day three since meeting each other begins as F/n followed Izuku to a creek behind the cabin. It was a mile away but they didn’t mind it. As long as they kept their energy and strength up they didn’t mind the walk.

Finally reaching the creek, the sound of water flowing sounds pleasing to Izuku and F/n’s ears. It was comforting. The creek was clear meaning no mud, it showed rocks and pebbles with a few fishes swimming around.

Izuku smiled at the fishes swimming around and kneeled down pulling his bag towards him and grabbing two empty water bottles. Both his hands grabbed the bottles and began to fill it up using the creek's water.

While Izuku filled up empty bottles, F/n took her jacket off and laid it on the grass beside her. She then kneeled and began to look at the right side of the jackets inside as a net was sewed onto it. With her hands, she pulled on a ripped part of the net and tore it apart until the net was completely off.

Now, with the net in her hand she put her jacket aside, removed her shoes and rolled her jeans near her knee area so the water wouldn't get it wet. With the bucket she found in a cabin she walked a little further away from Izuku and stopped when she spotted a few fishes swimming around.

Izuku peered at F/n when he heard her moving away. He decided to not question where she was going and instead let her have a moment for herself. He continued to fill up the empty bottles and pondered how he would boil it.

Meanwhile, F/n rinsed her head, wiping the dirt and any dried blood. She let her face dry itself and dipped her feet in the water quietly so as to not startle the fishes near. But just as she thought, the ripples of the water caused the fish to startle and swim away.

Though this didn’t make F/n give up. She walked towards the middle of the creek where it reached her calves and stood still with her hands holding the net underneath the water.

She waited and waited until eventually a fish began swimming near her. Halting her breath as she thought it would cause her to stay still, the fish swam behind her and then on top of the net. In a flash, F/n pulled the net out and held her hands closely to close the net.

Her e/c eyes brightened as she grinned at the fish that flopped around in the net. Keeping the fish close, she exited the water and walked towards Izuku who was finishing filling his last bottle, “Check it out.”

Hearing his companion, Izuku looked beside him and was startled as the fishes clouded eyes stared back at Izuku’s. His startled was then placed with amazement, “You caught a fish!? How did you learn to do that!?”

F/n shrugged with a smile, “My father’s a big fan of camping.”

Amazed, Izuku stood up, “Can you teach me?”

“Of course.” F/n said and instructed Izuku to follow her.

As F/n taught Izuku how to catch fish, she was surprised as to how quickly Izuku catched on. It took at least six camping trips for F/n to be able to catch one and that was with fishing gear. It's least to say she was impressed.

After catching two more and placing it in the white bucket F/n had brought, they headed back to the cabin where F/n then showed Izuku on how to start the fireplace. Luckily, the fireplace had already unburned wood and a metal rack.

As Izuku ripped pieces of paper from his journal and burned it for the wood, F/n fetched a pot and began to pour water until it was almost full. She then handed it to Izuku who thanked her and placed it onto the metal rack. Eventually, the water began to boil.

While the water boiled, F/n taught Izuku how to clean fishes in order for them to be eaten without problems. Although it was a bit messy, Izuku liked the process as he got to bond more with F/n. After finishing cleaning the three fishes, Izuku placed it on the metal rack to cook.

They had small smiles of accomplishment and proudness. Their ears listened to the wood cracking and the water boiling. Their noses smelled the burning wood and the fish cooking.

After a few minutes passed by, the green-haired male put the fire out as F/n grabbed two plates and two cups that she rinsed with the creek's water and handed it to Izuku as he grabbed the fish with utensils and the pot with rags.

Once the food had cooled down they began to eat and drink. They tried to show mannerism and not eat like a wild animal but their hunger got the best of them from not eating a full meal in days.

Content with their stomachs full, they sat in front of the fireplace in silence, the sunset bringing their cabin an orangey look.

F/n’s attention was brought to Izuku as he asked her a question, “You said your dad liked to camp. Did you?”

She stared at the green eyed male for a moment before looking at the fireplace, “Camping isn’t my thing. But because my dad grew up on a farm, at the end of Musutafu, he and his family would camp by a wood behind their house. He’d then make us go and experience nature.”

She then gazed at him, “Why?”

This time, Izuku glanced away and shook his head, “It's just, you seem to have a lot of experience with being out in the wilderness. From knowing how to catch and clean fish, starting a fire, and killing the dead without hesitation. It's almost like… you’re kind of meant for this world.”

After hearing his words being said out loud, Izuku noticed how rude it sounded and so he shook his head and waved his hand, “I don’t mean it in a rude way! It's honestly kind of impressive how you can handle yourself! I can’t even do that! I only know how to boil dirty water into clean water because I saw a video out of curiosity and I kind of had a phase!”

As Izuku rambled on, F/n smiled before chuckling which made Izuku stop and blush from embarrassment. He apologized about his rambling and how annoying it can be but F/n waved him off, “No need to apologize, it's what makes you, you. Also, I’m not mad about your comment.”

She let out a sigh, “I got the feeling that my dad was preparing us for an emergency, in case he wasn’t there, we would be able to defend ourselves. Although he was an officer, he told us not to hesitate when our lives are threatened.”

Izuku watched as F/n stood up and began to put the dishes away, “You said we? Did you… have siblings?”

F/n nodded and left it at that, no longer wanting to talk about her family. Understanding, Izuku began to clean up and then headed for bed as F/n did the same thing.

Laying in bed, Izuku wondered for a moment as to what happened to F/n’s family though eventually, drowsiness consumed him and he later fell asleep. As for F/n, she couldn’t fall asleep.

She felt like something was keeping her up, like something was going to happen. Thinking it was paranoia, she stared at the ceiling making fake scenarios in her head. She thought about these last two months and how the radio and news broadcasts for everyone to be quarantined. To avoid people who acted strange or seemed abnormal.

She smiled and almost laughed when she remembered her grandfather's voice, telling her that the government did this, it's all propaganda. She could almost hear her father's voice telling his dad to shut up and to take this seriously. Then her grandmother got involved and smacked both of their heads, "Knock it off, you're getting the kids scared."

She snorted a bit as she remembered her cousin with a triangle smile mocking his uncle and grandparents behind their backs.

As she almost drifted to slumber, she heard shuffling outside the cabin and it sounded more than one. Then a faint voice was heard outside the cabin, "Check this place out. We can hide out here."

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allzelemonz · 11 months

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Brotherly Advice: Sean MacGuire X Male Reader

Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader is referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘man’. Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Sean never shuts up, Sean is loud during sex, top Reader and bottom Sean, Arthur is a helpful big brother, walked in on, handjob, grinding, anal sex, cuddling Summary: Stealing a moment away from camp is much harder when Sean makes so much noise.

The laughter from the fire carries all over camp and the singing goes even further. The off-key high notes fueled by a few bottles of liquor isn’t nearly enough to distract you from the task at hand. Sean is stuck to you like glue, pinning you against a tree as he presses sloppy kisses to your neck. Your hands are diligently working at the fastenings of his pants, trying to ignore his occasional giggle.

“Oh, the things ya do ta me, big man.” Sean mumbles against your skin as you tug his pants down.

You tilt his head towards you and press a kiss to his lips that he melts into, his hands clinging to your shirt. He ruts up against you and you bend your knee for him. He moans against your mouth, breaking the kiss to be his loud self.

“Damn, Sean.” Arthur laughs from a few feet away.

“Shit!” Sean stumbles, nearly falling from his pants around his ankles.

“What the hell, Arthur?” You groan, leaning back against the tree.

Sean struggles to get his pants back up, hopping until he ultimately falls on his back and groans in pain.

“I’m sorry.” He laughs. “You boys was just bein’ so loud out here, you was either gonna get me or Miss Grimshaw and I thought I’d be less embarrassing’.”

“Loud?” You ask. “Him, not me.”

“Well, it’d do ya both some good to quiet down er go a little further aways out.”

“You’re just jealous, English.” Sean laughs, finally managing to get his pants up after rolling in the dirt.

Arthur puts his hands up. “Just givin’ ya a little advice.”

“Our caring big brother!” Sean mocks. “Thank ya, Arthur.”

“Just quiet down before it’s Miss Grimshaw yellin’ at ya.”

“Thanks fer protectin’ us from ma!” Sean yells after Arthur as he walks away.

You laugh, shaking your head as Sean stands up from the ground. He stumbles, even without his pants to trip him.

“Come on, big man. I know a spot down the hill aways.” Sean says, grabbing your hand and dragging you with him.

He winds between the trees as best he can, clinging to you on the occasion that he trips. A few more yards away from camp, where you can no longer hear the terrible singing, Sean turns to you and brings you to a large rock, pulling you close so you pin him to it. You lean down to kiss him and his fists find their way back to clutching your shirt. You unfasten his pants again, followed by your own. Sean is quick to get his hands on you, giving you a few strokes with spit covered hands as he sucks a mark onto the sensitive skin of your neck. Your grip at his hair and he moans from the slight tug.

“Don’t make me beg now.” Sean says, pressing his forehead to yours.

You press a kiss to his nose with a smile and press him further back against the rock. He obliges, making it easy for you to line yourself up. He groans as you push in, your arms half holding him up so he sinks onto you. You give him a minute, his head buried in your neck as he adjusts. He presses a light kiss to your skin in encouragement and you start to move slowly. He whines with every movement out and seems wholehearted incapable of closing his mouth. You rock into him, increasing the pace as meaningless words fall from him. Some strings of pet names and begging as he clings to you with every thrust. As he nears his end, you wrap a hand around his dick and try to match strokes with your thrusts. The words turn into unplaceable sounds when he releases, his body going tense for a moment and then limp as you continue your thrusts and chase your own end. Sean clings to you as you release inside of him, pressing soft kisses along your jaw. He whines as you pull out, leaning back against the rock for support.

His head lulls back and he laughs. “Oh, I love ya, big man. Ya know that? I really do. I really, really do.”

“I know, Sean.” You say, pulling up your pants. “I love you too.”

You tug his pants up his legs and he pulls you in for a kiss as you fasten them. His hands cup your face, holding you still as his messy kiss conveys the heavy taste of whiskey.

He hums. “The night’s still young, love. What d’ya say we have some more fun, huh?”

His hand trails down to rub you through your pants but you grab his wrist before he does too much damage. He groans in opposition, letting his head rest against yours.

“We’ll have plenty of time tomorrow when half the camp’s out on that job.” You whisper, pressing a kiss to his nose.

You back up, pulling him with you back to camp. He stumbles along, clutching your hand a little too tightly. You avoid the campfire and go around the outside of camp to get to your tent with minimum interaction. Sean pulls you down to lay on the bedroll before you can protest.

“If you’re makin’ me go ta bed ya gotta sit here fer a cuddle.” He mumbles, pulling you as close as he can.

You smile, pressing a kiss to his head. His arms fix themselves firmly around your torso and he buries his head into your chest. You return the hold and get comfortable. Sean won’t let go of you any time soon.

#red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #red dead redemption x reader #red dead redemption x male reader #x reader #x male reader #sean macguire #sean macguire x reader #sean macguire x male reader

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hirik0 · 9 months

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You always meet twice

Soap/Ghost

CW under age drinking, mention of drug use

Feburary 2013

Sergeant Simon Riley dont do clubs, just like his shitty father he liked rock and not what ever the fuck they played at this shady club, that Tommy learned about from god knows who. They are in a small underground club in Glasgow and the only reason Simon is here is to look after his littel brother. He does it for the piece of mind of their mother, so he spents his leave before he joins his first squad after boot camp in shady techno clubs making sure Tommy dont get any drugs. Hes failing because apearently Tommy is having his secound glas of a colorfull drink in his hand chatting with a teenboy around his age. So they are both 17, but it seems nobody cares about underage drinking in this shit hole. He sighs deeply, knowing he now has to babysitt how ever Tommy is becoming assosiated with. Hopefully this is a better influence on his brother then trash he calls friends. He pushes himself of the wall, time to make sure Tommy is not befriending more people that have a bad influsence on him.

"Really, thats your first rave?", Tommy ask exitet to meet a new person. "Yeah, my da will kill me if he learns i sneaked out", Johnny answers. "Oh, so your a golden boy breaking the rules for the first time?", Tommy ask neither Simon or he wear ever a good child with therie dad and all. "Yeah, with going to church every Sunday", the scot answers. "How did you learn about this place?", Tommy ask, noticing Simon is walking in their direction needing to finish his drink before his big brother is reaching them. "Some guys at the school rugby team talk about it all the time", Soap answers. "You want to try E later?", Tommy ask him hastly as Simon coming closer and closer. "Sure", Johnny answers never having taken drugs in his live but Tommy seams to have experience. "Oh, hey Simon", Tommy say smilling at his big brother, predenting he not just asked a person he just meet to take drugs with him. When Soap looks at up at Simon he feels himself blush a bit. Simon, dressed in all black looks fucking hot. The black eyeliner his wearing making his brown eyes apear more golden then brown. "Johnny", Soap interduces himself asking himself why he finds this guy hot, girls are hot, boobs are hot, guys are not hot. Beeing gay is a one way ticket to hell, but it is probably not forbitten to acknowledge a other man is attractive. The next thinks he notices is the fresh military style hait cut Simon is having. "Simon", Simon intereduced himself before shaking Johnnys hand. "You, eh dont look like you usally go on raves", Soap states his observation, that Simon looks more like he is about to go to a punk concert or something like this. "Just here to look after Tommy, so he dont get in troubel again", Simon explains trying to remove some of the glitter on his black t-shirt just spreading it further. "Thats cool of you, would do the same for my siblings", Johnny states. "Johnny want to dance?", Tommy ask knowing they wont get any E when they dont get rid of Simon. "Sure, see you around Simon", Johnny agress follwoing the younger Riley on the dance floor.

May 2013

Johnny and Tommy are now meating regulary at raves all over britain. Tommy more influancing Johnny to break rules then Johnny is able to influence Tomy to dont do drugs and finish school. "How's Simon", he ask while they are eating burgers at a McDonalds both waiting for the first train back home. "Shiped out, Iraq probably", Tommy says rather uninterested. Johnny picked up real fast that the relationship between the brothers as not as good as he origanly thought. "How are thinks with your dad?", Tommy ask knowing that with every rave they are going thinks get worse for Johnny. "I dont know, he stops beeing angry as if he just gave up on me." "Thats good right?" "No, it feels like he just stoped carring about me, making sure that my sisters are not ending up like me." Tommy is not really able to relate to this. "There is this girl in my class", Tommy start to change subject, so they dint have to think about their dads. "Oh." "Her names Beth, but i dont think she would ever look at a lost cause like me." "I think if you would just do your homework you would stop being such a lost cause." "You sure?", Tommy ask as if Johnny said the most outlandish think. "Trying wont hurt.", Soap says before eating some fries. "I guess." They sat in silent for a why but its clear that Johnny has something on his mind. "You think that being gay is a sin?", Johnny ask out of the blue. Tommy is thinking about it, mostely because the drugs are slowly wearing of. Being in the rave sceen defently changed his thought on sexuality and its clear this is something that Johnny strugels with. "Pretty sure people go to hell for worse think then beeing gay Johnny. If its a sin god can go fuck himself." "Tommy, you cant say think like that about god.", Johnny looks scandalised at his friend. "God, clearly didnt helped or cared about us in our fucked up home, I can talk about him how I want", Tommy says shrugging his shoulder before bitting in his burger again.

November 2013

"Johnny, you are walking on thin ice here", Tommy hisses clearly concerned that he will get hurt. "I can handel these guys", freshly turned 18 years old Johnny assures. Tommy already sees Simon walking over to them in a incredibly speed with how packed the dance floor is. "Just drop it or the party is over", Tommy trys to end the situation before Simon does. Simon is reaching them observing the situation critical. Tommy looks apologetic at his big brother, clearly knowing that Simon will end the situation very soon and drag both of them out of the club. He just steps behind Johnny, looking with a death glare at the dealers and then just pick Johnny up like hes weighting nothing and throws him over his shoulder. Johnny face is burning because of a mix of emberesment and hornyness. Oh god he has a crush on Tommys brother, hes pretty sure that Simon is of limits. He just resently came to terms with being bisexual. The only time he ever ask Tommy about Simons sexuality he got a annoyed look and 20 minutes monologe why Simon is not that special and the final answer of Simon beeing straight. Tommy is follwoing them outsite where Simon puts Johnny down near the people standing outsite for a quick smoke. They clearly are catching a lot of attention from the smokers. "Johnny, when I see you talking with dealers again the party is over", Simon say with a angry voice, it's already bad enough he can't keep Tommy away from drugs but Johnny? Johnny has a bright future ahead of him unlike Tommy or himself. "Yes, of course. I will stay away from them." "Good lad", Simon says before pating Johnnys head like he would pet a dog. The blush on Soaps face is getting darker fuck, fuck, fuck. The people start to stop paying attention to them, seeing that nothing interesting is happening. Tommy is just puting his hands over his eyes being embarrassed for Johnny. Its the last night these 3 will see each other.

Al Mazrah 2022

Ghost watches the mariens jumping out of the trucks before boarding the plane. Then he hears Shepard over radio: “Marines are loading in now. You and the Sergeant are leading the way on this.” “The Sergeant?”, Ghost ask confused, there was no meantion of a Sergeant in the files. Price would have told him if he had a colead for the mission. “Soap MacTavish”, the General just says as if Ghost should know this. A young looking soilder is walking in his direction and Ghost has the feeling that he knows these blue eyes and big smile from somewhere. “Let's get ourselves a win, yeah, L.T.? Save ye a seat, sir...”, Soap says before punishing his shoulder and jogging up the ramp to the plane. "Fucking hell...”, Ghost muters to himself, forgetting his still on line with the General. "What was that Lieutnant?", Shepard ask. "Nothing, Sir", Ghost says before boarding the plane himself. Why does Soap look so familiar to him, he has the feeling a long buried memory is about to resurface from a time before Roba, a time when Tommy was still alive. MacTavish, MacTavish... Johnny, the realisation is hitting Ghost like a truck. Tommy is dead for nearly 7 years now and he still finds new ways to haunt him from his grave.

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #ghostsoap #john soap mactavish #soapghost #soap x ghost #tommy riley

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b-oovies · 1 year

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FILMES DA DISNEY 👸🏼👑

todos os filmes estão em ordem alfabética.

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16 Desejos

A Bela e a Fera

A Bela e a Fera (2014)

A Bela e a Fera - O Natal Encantado

A Dama e o Vagabundo

A Era do Gelo (Sequência)

A Fabulosa Aventura de Sharpay

A Nova Onda do Imperador

A Pequena Sereia

A Pequena Sereia: A História de Ariel

A Princesa e o Sapo

Abominável

Abracadabra

Abracadabra 2

Aladdin (Sequência)

Anastasia

Aristogatas

Atlantis: O Reino Perdido

As Crônicas de Nárnia (Sequência)

Bee Movie

Boa Sorte, Charlie! É Natal!

Bolt - Supercão

Branca de Neve

Camp Rock

Carros

Carros 2

Cinderela, 1950

Cinderella, 1997

Cinderela, 2021

Como Treinar Seu Dragão

Desencantada

Detona Ralph

Diário de um Banana (Sequência)

Diário de Uma Adolescente

Divertidamente

Encantada

Esqueceram de Mim

Esqueceram de Mim 2

Frankenweenie

Frozen

Frozen 2

Halloweentown

Halloweentown 2: A Vingança de Kalabar

Hannah Montana: O Filme

Herbie - Meu Fusca Turbinado

Hércules

High School Musical (Sequência)

Hotel Transilvânia

Irmão Urso

Kung Fu Panda

Lemonade Mouth: Uma Banda Diferente

Lilo & Stitch

Luca

Malévola

Malévola: Dona do Mal

Moana - Um Mar de Aventuras

Monstros S.A.

Monte Carlo

Mulan (1998)

Mulan (2020)

Mundo Estranho

O Quebra-Nozes e os Quatro Reinos

O Rei Leão

O Rei Leão (2019)

O Ursinho Pooh

Olaf - Em uma Nova Aventura Congelante de Frozen

Operação Babá

Operação Big Hero

Os Novos Mutantes

Os Incríveis 2

Pinóquio

Planeta do Tesouro

Procurando Dory

Programa de Proteção para Princesas

Ratatouille

Raya e o Último Dragão

Red: Crescer é uma Fera

Rio

Robôs

Selvagem

Sexta-Feira Muito Louca

Sing

Sing 2

Soul

Teen Beach Movie

Teen Beach 2

Tigrão - O Filme

Tinker Bell (Sequência)

Tomorrowland - Um Lugar Onde Nada é Impossível

Toy Story (Sequência)

Treinando o Papai

Twitches: As Bruxinhas Gêmeas

Um Conto de Natal do Mickey

Um Geek Encantador

Uma Aventura de Babás

Up: Altas Aventuras

Valente

Vida de Inseto

Viva - A Vida É uma Festa

Wall-E

Wendy Wu: A Garota Kung Fu

Wifi Ralph: Quebrando a Internet

Zootopia: Essa Cidade É o Bicho

#disney #filmes #catálogo de filmes

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final-act-of-redemption · 1 year

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John Marston SFW Headcanons

A-Affection (How do they show their affection? )

His affection is kind, simple, and as in the GIF, just wanting to hold you in his arms, rocking you back and forth. Most of his affection is from learning how to treat you well, wanting to know what you like, what your reactions are with what he does, etc. He might caress your cheek, say he loves you very much, call you nicknames that might be cringe or cheesy, until he calls you one that’s just right. One day, he’ll get the hang of it and show you how much of a man he can be.

B-Best Friend (How did you two meet? What would they be like as your best friend?)

You two would have to be in the same gang together in order for this to work out, and it would have to be someone introducing you to the team. Most likely, and unfortunately, you might be a working girl like Abigail and be introduced into the team by one of the men like Uncle or Bill. However, you might want another scenario and be like Karen, joining in because of your outlaw skills.

As his best friend, you’re his partner in crime, and are the one helping out with tending to his wounds. Most likely, you also help the ladies with cleaning tents, cooking dinner with Pearson, or finding other ways to make money for the camp. There are sometimes when you and John go on a robbery or hunt together. On one of them, though, he more or so starts to like you more but still treats you with the respect of being a Miss. or just a woman in general.

C-Cuddles (Do they like cuddling? How would they cuddle?)

If you insist, he will cuddle with you. Deep down, he doesn’t know what to do when it comes to things like that, and believe me, he’s trying his best to gain the hang of it. When it comes to cuddling, he is the little spoon, for the first couple of times as he’s learning from you. Then, it turns to him doing the cuddling, being the big spoon and loving it too. If you like it, he’ll do it more often. Just say the words.

D-Domestic (Would they help you around the house? Are they willing to settle down?)

He’s as domestic as can be. If only Ross wasn’t a total ass to him. After the gang is disbanded, he’ll go through thick and thin to find a nice enough property for the two of you to live in. Most likely, you’ll be living like a rancher in Beecher’s Hope as in the game. Though, you won’t be alone. Uncle, Charles, Abigail, Jack, and John will be like a family, more so as they help with the cooking, cleaning, more building, and the daily morning chores of being a farmer. At the end of the day, he’ll love the work that’s been accomplished and settle down to some nice food, hopefully you can cook a more decent meal than rat stew.

E-Ending (What would happen if they broke up with their partner?)

Breaking up with you would be the last thing on his mind. If there’s something wrong in the relationship, he’ll try his absolute best at trying to make it better again. Though, if you end up breaking the relationship, he would be devastated and heartbroken. John never learned how to be with a woman in a more romantic way, and when he sees you in his dreams after the breakup, he’ll always regret doing this or doing that. He loves you dearly and tries to show it every day.

F-Fiancé(e) (Would they be interested in having you as their bride or promised one?)

It’s in the deep part of his mind mostly. Though, when he’s with you, he always thinks about it but needs the money to get everything else that’s needed to survive. Once he has enough money, he’ll buy a ring for you to wear around your finger. This is one of the men that just says, “Cowboy” in your head each time you look at him.

G-Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Mentally, he tries to be gentle. Some things he says might be taken harshly and if he sees you hurt by this, he’ll try to take it back and apologize. Physically, he’s as gentle as a country singer singing a love song. Though, I don’t think Marston can sing well…

H-Hugs (How would they hug and do they like it? Might compare it with cuddles)

He would hug you real gentle and with a smile. He loves hugging, feeling this relief of seeing and feeling your touch once again after a hard day’s work or a long time away doing things for the corrupt lawman.

I-I love you (How fast would they say the L-word?)

He wouldn’t say it that fast, but not that slow either. John would wait for the right moment and time, mainly when you two are alone and has the confidence to say it. When he does say it, he gets really tense thinking you don’t feel the same. When you say that you love him, he feels his heart skip a couple of beats and even this feeling of relief from all the tension and anxiety from the situation.

J-Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He often gets jealous, Especially when the two of you are still apart of the gang. You are always flirted on by Dutch or Micah, thinking that one of them might steal your heart, but they ain’t no John Marston. So, after all the flirting is over, John would spend his sweet time to go over to you and talk to you, even flirting with you better than the two and it makes you feel just right with him

K-Kiss (What are their kisses like? How often would this be happening? Where do they like to kiss you and where they would like to be kissed.)

His kisses are sweet, deep, but short, which always leaves you wanting more. These kisses would happen each time he could, even if you’re taking a bath alone, but he makes sure to knock first, and possibly beg for said kiss before you let him in. He loves to kiss your cheek more than your lips, unfortunately, but it’s mainly due to his beard situation, as he loves it when you giggle as his beard tickles your face. He would like to be kissed on his cheek as well, or at his collarbone. They way you kiss it sends a deep shiver in his spine, but he secretly loves it.

L-Little Ones (How are they with children?)

Well, as we see with his own son, Jack, he’s a bit distant and wanting respect from him, but he, deep down, loves him like his own son and we see this in a few scenes he has with him. He only wants to protect his family, and didn’t want to be distant from him for a long period of time. If John fully got to spend time with Jack, he would’ve been more of an amazing father, if he wasn’t already.

M-Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings with John are nice and quiet, and it depends on who wakes up. If he wakes up first, he would plant a kiss on your cheek, forehead, and lips before telling you good morning. He would then get up, get dressed, and go about his day doing his daily chores around the property. If you wake up before him, breakfast would already be made, Jack and Uncle are already doing their chores, and you would be back in bed, cuddling John for as long as possible, before you nudge him to wake up. He’d also get a kiss on his lips from you too.

N-Night (How are nights spent with them?)

At night, the first thing that happens is putting on your night clothes, and brushing teeth, or bathing before doing the latter. After all this, you and John would either cuddle with each other, and/or talk about the things that have happened in the past. You might also read a book, either to yourself or he reads it with you.

O-Open (When will they reveal their true colors? How slow or fast is this?)

I think with John it would take a bit to get him to open up about his past. It would be when the both of you are already best friends, and a random conversation starts when you two are alone together during a hunting or job. These conversations don’t last long but it slowly shows off the man he really is, and it shows the person you really are.

P-Patience (Do they have patience in this or are they very easily angered?)

He has respect for you, towards you, so his patience is very much there.

Q-Questions (If you were to quiz them, how much of you would they remember?)

He would be the guy to remember all of things you thought he wouldn’t and then not remember the things you thought he would’ve. He’ll get it right quick though.

R-Reminiscing (What is their favorite moment in the relationship?)

His favorite moment has to be the very day where he gained his confidence in asking if you would want to hunt with him, which then turned to him asking you to be his partner, in a romantic way, to which you said yes to.

S-Security (Are they overprotective? How would they protect you and how would they like to be protected?)

Oh, if there’s a man or a woman trying to flirt with you or a fellow rancher not giving you an equal deal on horses or other cattle, he’ll be there to set it straight, might even kill the person, even if you told him not to. Though, if it’s a woman that’s disrespectful and it’s in your presence, I bet you’ll win the argument and kick the bitch out of the property. And make sure to keep Uncle in line, it’s a lot of work.

T-Try (How much effort would they put into important events, gifts, everyday tasks, etc.)

At least he’s trying to be romantic, and fatherly to Jack, right? He’ll try to be the best at trying to be the best, that’s the way he goes. Everyday tasks is no problem, but important events that involve gifts like first anniversaries or birthdays, is something that would get you irritated. It would end in a joyful tune though, as these gifts would range from a necklace, new cooking pots and pans, a new book or rifle for Jack, or a night riding to the nearest hill, where you can see the night sky beautifully from up high.

U-Ugly (What are some of their bad habits/flaws of theirs?)

His bad habits and flaws aren’t really there in love, just mainly himself in general. The only flaw or bad habit that I can think of for him is his lack of understanding love, as he never had a mother growing up, or barely even a father to show him this.

V-Vanity (How vane/concerned are they with their looks?)

This man is born to be outlaw/cowboy/rancher and even looks like it too, so I would say he would be sorta concerned, but only when it comes to impressing his sweet S/O, meaning you.

W-Whole (Would they feel lost, lonely, incomplete without you?)

During the times he is away from you, even if it’s just a short carriage drive away, he does get a bit lonely, when he tends to think about it. Which he does. A lot.

X-Xtra (One random headcanon)

There are days, especially on Jack’s birthday, where you two spend the day in town or somewhere nice to eat and play with him, and he’s the happiest boy you two have ever met. When Jack grows up, he’ll be sure to remember those times and wish you two would be there for him, or, if you’re wanting to be alive still, he’ll be sure to spend more of his time with you as you’re his only family alive, and not ruined by outlaws, or the government.

Y-Yuck (What’s one thing they would not like in a relationship or a partner?)

Being impatient with him in this sort of thing. He still sometimes calls you ma’am, sir, or your last name out of instinct. Don’t be scolding this man so much, don’t be a bully, and most of all, do not make him feel like he’s anyone but John Marston.

Z-Zzzz (What’s their sleeping habit?)

His habit of sleeping has to be listening to your voice before dozing off, especially if you play with his hair in just the right way. He might even take naps during the day if he’s that tired, and it would be in the barn, under a tree, or back in bed.

#john marston #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #headcanon #rdr1 #red dead redemption two #sfw headcanons #rdr2 headcanons

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Hunger

TW: Very dubious consent and slight breeding kink

Summary: Guts gives into the Beast of Darkness

"Damn it, it's getting late, we'll have to camp out here," Guts grumbled as he and Nori came to a stop. "I'll keep watch, you sleep, okay Nori?"

"Yeah, sounds good," Nori murmured as he stretched and yawned.

"Okay." The two built a fire before Nori laid down to sleep. Guts watched as Nori shuffled around a bit before stilling, his breathing evening out.

"He's so helpless right now." Guts stiffened as the shadows began to shift and take shape. "You could take him right now, breed him like a bitch." The beast said as it slinked forward.

"No…"

"Why not? You know he'd like it. You know he'd forgive you." It continued as it turned to Nori, hovering over the sleeping man. "You've dreamt of him, to taste him the way the Hawk has." Guts clenched his fists.

"You're… you're wrong!" Guts glared at the beast.

"Am I?" The beast lowered its head, opened its jaws, and positioned its head so that its jaws were around Nori's neck. "Taste his flesh, taste what the Hawk has tasted. Tear him to pieces and rebuild him in our image."

"No!" Guts lunged forward and grabbed Nori away from the monster.

"Guts?" Nori looked up at him, confused and disoriented. "Is something wrong?"

"Make him yours, mark him, cum deep in his womb."

"Guts?"

"I-I… Nori… I-I'm sorry..." Guts muttered as he pinned him down.

"Good, show him that he's yours, not the Hawk's." Guts glanced at the beast before sliding his hand under Nori's shirt and groping his breast.

"E-eh?!" Nori looked up at Guts with wide eyes, but couldn't get more of a reaction out as Guts roughly kissed him. Nori gasped but didn't fight back. It made Guts feel better as he roughly pinched Nori's nipple.

"His body is made for us, see how he reacts?" The beast was right. Nori whined into Guts' mouth and arched his back as he continued to roughly grope him. "He could be perfect, we just need to push him in the right direction. Fuck him. Break his mind."

Nori's mind began to slightly clear, enough for him to register that something was wrong with Guts. A spirit must be possessing him. That thought sparked fear in Nori. Was he going to die? With that thought and a silent apology, Nori bit Guts' tongue.

Guts jerked away with a sharp cry of pain. Nori tried to scramble away but Guts, without thinking, grabbed his ankle and yanked him back towards him.

"Face down ass up. Then breed him." Guts' eyes widened at this. "Use him! He's meant to be bred! Use him the way he's meant to be!" Guts yanked Nori's pants down. He swallowed hard at the sight of Nori's glistening cunt. “Taste him, take what’s yours.” Nori squirmed as Guts spread his lower lips.

“G-Guts, wh-what are-” Nori gasped as Guts licked the length of his cunt. He wasn’t sure how this would end, but he hoped that it would only be Guts fucking him, or rather, whatever was possessing Guts. Nori jolted when his tongue slipped into his hole.

Guts gripped Nori’s thighs as he pushed his tongue as far as it could reach, groaning whenever Nori clenched around him, but he was getting impatient. Guts’ cock was throbbing in his pants. He roughly pulled his pants down freeing his cock, before getting up and lining it up with Nori’s dripping cunt.

“T-too big! It’s too big!” Nori tried to shake his head as he felt the blunt head of Guts’ cock against his entrance.

“Don’t worry, it’ll fit, you can take it,” Guts growled as he thrust in without warning. “Fuck! You’re tight. No wonder he liked you so much.” He set a rough pace, pinning Nori down by planting his hand firmly on Nori’s upper back. Somewhere, deep down, Guts felt bad for causing Nori pain.

"Ngh, Guts," Nori whimpered as the pain began to fade to pleasure. He felt so full. Guts was the biggest he’d ever taken, and at first, Nori was convinced he was going to split.

"Hear that? He likes it, his body knows it's meant to submit to you!” Nori had started to rock his hips to meet Guts’ thrusts. “The Hawk took him like this…” Anger bubbled in Guts’ chest.

“Say my name louder!” Guts snarled as he somehow got rougher. He didn’t want to think of how Nori had taken Griffith’s cock.

“Guts! F-fuck!” Tears spilled out of Nori’s eyes as he grabbed at the ground, it felt good, but he was still afraid. Afraid for himself and Guts.

“He’s like a songbird,” The beast snickered. “Though, the Hawk has left his mark on this one as well as that woman… No matter, leaving your own mark will be easy.”

“Gonna cum in you, and you’re gonna take it all, yeah?” Nori froze.

“He still thinks he belongs to the Hawk… erase the thought of him from his mind!” If he were more rational at the moment Guts would’ve realized that the beast was wrong, but in the moment the thought of Nori belonging to Griffith had Guts’ blood boiling.

“I can feel you milking my cock. I know you want it,” Guts snapped, pulling out and forcing Nori onto his back before pushing his knees to his shoulders and driving his cock into him. “Good, take it!” Guts rumbled as Nori’s walls fluttered around his cock with each hit at his sweet spot.

“H-hah, Guts, f-fuck… ‘m close!”

“Go ahead and cum on my cock! Show me how much you like it when I fuck you like this!” Guts pushed himself to fuck Nori harder. He could feel he was close too as Nori came with a shout, his body shaking underneath Guts.

“He wants this! He wants you to mark him!” The beast chanted as Guts pressed himself into Nori’s cunt and came. “Let’s hope it takes.” The beast’s voice was sincere.

“Shit…” Guts froze and as he looked down at his cum leaking out of Nori the gravity of what he had done flooded in. “Nori, are you okay?” Guts shakily pulled him into his chest.

“I-I… I’m fine… a-are you okay?” Nori looked up at Guts, searching his face for an answer.

“Yeah,” Guts felt sick, he could tell Nori thought an evil spirit had possessed him, but he had given in to his own desires. “I, um, I’ll clean you up…”

“Thank you.” Nori couldn’t know Guts decided then and there. It was best for him, he didn’t want Nori to know another person he trusted betrayed him.

#oc #jacks ocs #berserk oc #nori #guts x nori #oc smut #oc ship

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littlelordalphinaud · 8 months

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Do you have any opinions on Nanamo Ul namo?

Yes! That I need to make a character to smooch her! (Half joke)

But on a genuine note, yes.

I love Nanamo. Like I'm putting that out there right here at the start. I love her so much.

In story, I think she's had a really rough time of it. I think her position is that of being wholly trapped between a rock and a hard place and now that she's realised that, she's trying to find a chisel.

Nanamo spends all of the story with her heart in the right place. She wants to do right by the people of Ul'dah, by the Ala Mhigans on her doorstep, by the Domans that arrive with their cap in hand. And she is blocked at each turn by a system she didn't set up and cannot seem to abolish (& the one time she tried, she nearly got murdered!)

On a meta level, I think she suffers from the game Devs seeming desire not to change much about the starting cities, hence her consistently suggesting "How about we improve things somewhat?" Only to be blocked and forced into working alongside Lolorito. Which, while it helps improve things, it also maintains the status quo. (On a game dev level, I get it! If things in Ul'dah changed and improved, they'd need to get rid of the refugee camps in stonesthrow (or at least the people) & possibly even empty out Little Ala Mhigo, depending! Those are quite big world changes, especially to make on code that's been there from 2.0, and could easily cause problems! From a storytelling perspective, it's frustrating to constantly see Nanamo try and get blocked at every turn by random bs!)

I also loved doing the variant dungeon with her! I think it was a good look into her as a person (especially since I know the Tank Quests in EW gave us a look into Kan-E and I'm assuming whatever role quest took place in Limsa gave us a glimpse of Merlwyb, but there was no such problems in Ul'dah and they teamed up with Ala Mhigo in the healer quests!) And added quite a bit of depth to her character, about how she came to power young and has had to learn on the job, while also consistently defending herself from the backstabbing of those she should have been able to trust.

All in all, to end my rambling:

Nanamo is a sweetheart, she deserves a hug, a blanket and a hot chocolate and to let us murder the monatarists in order to make her life significantly easier. (& again, I really need to make a character that gets to smooch her!)

#npc; just a merchants daughter (nanamo ul namo)

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fish-sause · 1 year

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My big Boyfriends headcanons (slander)

Jock:

Actually 35

Straight for personality

Literally lies about everything, his personality, his classes, talents, he cant do shit

Sometimes gets fed up with everyone else and beats his “boyfriends” (yay!!!)

Doesn’t wash. He smells like sweat and chicken

Found it hot when purple hoodie guy (😍😍) attacked him

“M’lady”

His only diet is 10KG of dry protein powder. EVERY DAY

Steroids

Acts so shy and dumb and uwu but he’s just stupid

Nerd

Has the ugliest voice ever, sounds like he’s holding his nose while sick constantly and whining

Smells like urine, fish and cheese

Doesnt brush his teeth

His pfp on everything is drawn by kwives and matching with goth

Everytime hes not shown in a panel he’s on twitter

Weak. Easiest kill.

Was a band kid when he was 9 and the only thing he could play was yt tutorial for megalovania

Made Gacha heat

Found out he was pan at the at of 7

Self diagnosed autistic

Glorifies eds

picks favourites in every situation (friends, lovers, family) to ab extreme

Goth

“Hardcore Gamer” and by that plays valorant. Everything else is animal crossing and minecraft

Listens to corpse and 100 gecs, says hes a goth/music freak but literally ONLY listens to those guys

Thinks goth is an aesthetic

Has a deep roblox slender kid voice

Made fun of emos in highschool even though he was below them

Smells like shit.

His hair made him blind in one eye

Has sexualised any pets he had

Daddy issues

Discord mod

E dates on roblox while in relationships

Furry

Prep

Has a camp voice

Parents hate him (all of their parents do)

Anyone he cooks for gets food poisoning

Daddy issues

Broke (spent all his money on balenciaga crocs and penis enlargements)

Alcoholic (in 2 years he’ll have a beer bod and suffer from heart attacks regularly), leading to drunk driving, public profanity, domestic violence, and leads to 36 years in prison (mostly because the government hates him)

Purple hat guy

Listens to metal and hardcore rock

Adopted nerd’s little sister as nerd moved out, from all the suffering and unhygienic conditions she went through

Like, imagine rodrick heffley with a purple hoodie. Yeah.

Lifts weights, but doesnt live at jim

Has been to pride festivals to support his coworkers, started the hatred towards boyfriends after seeing them literally making it all about them and fucking idkshssg

#boyfriends #boyfriends webtoon #boyfriends slander #headcanons #slander

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toffeethief · 5 months

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Top 5 Albums In The Year Of Our Lord 2023

1. Ryuichi Sakamoto - 12

2. Buggin’ - Concrete Cowboys

3. Aesop Rock - Integrated Tech Solutions

4. Bell Witch - Future’s Shadow Part 1: The Clandestine Shadow

5. Zulu - A New Tomorrow

Honorable Mentions:

The Album Leaf - Future Falling // Amen Seat – Amen Seat // Andre 3000– New Blue Sun // Angel Dust – Brand New Soul // Aphex Twin – Blackbox Life Recorder 21f / In A Room7 F760 // Baroness – Stone // BB Bomb – Practice Songs-Lesson Three // Billy Woods & Kenny Segal – Maps // Black Matter Device – Buckshot Mouthwash/Mr. Uncomfortable // Blonde Redhead – Sit Down For Dinner // Boris/Uniform – Bright New Disease // The Bouncing Souls – Ten Stories High // Boygenius – The Record // The Callous Daoboys – God Smiles On The Callous Daoboys // Chat Pile/Nerver – Brothers In Christ // Clementine Valentine – The Coin That Broke The Fountain Floor // C.LS.M. – Infinity Shit // George Cosby – Talk // Covet – Catharsis // Deserve To Die – Deserve To Die // Dorthia Cottrell – Death Folk Country // Arnold Dreyblatt – Resolve // Ex Pilots – Ex Pilots // Explosions In The Sky – End // Felony For Existing – Felony For Existing // Fews – Glass City // Fishbone – Fishbone // Flooding – Silhouette Machine // Fotocrime – Accelerated // Peter Gabriel – i/o // GLAM – The Color, The Dark // Gridlink – Coronet Juniper // Headcheese – Expired // The HIRS Collective – We’re Still Here // The Hope Conspiracy – Confusion/Chaos/Misery // Khanate – To Be Cruel // Kilamanzego – Black Weirdo // Killer Mike – Michael // Kitba – Kitba // Lamp Of Murmuur – Saturnian Bloodstorm // Lankum – False Lankum // Kali Malone – Does Spring Hides Its Joy // Mary Lattimore – Goodbye, Hotel Arkada // Lucy Camp – Smores Vol. 1 // Lunar Creature – Lunar Creature // Mile End – Promo 2023 // Mil-Spec – Marathon // Milledenials – The Peak Of Youth Life // Model/Actriz – Dogsbody // Mystic 100s – On A Micro Diet // Narrow Head – Moments Of Clarity // The Necks – Travel // New Found Glory – Make The Most Of It // New World Man – The Beast Is Back // Noname – Sundial // One Step Closer – Song For The Willow // Ostraca – Disaster // Oxbow – Love’s Holiday // Bill Orcutt – Jump On It // Misha Panilov – In Focus // Paramore – This Is Why // Parannoul – After The Magic // Pere Ubu – Trouble On A Big Beat Street // Perfect Angel At Heaven – Imploder // Pile – All Fiction // Planet On A Chain – Boxed In // Powers/Pulice/Rolin – Prism // Protomartyr – Formal Growth In The Desert // Pulsatile Tinnitus – The Finer Art Of Heartwork // Radiator Hospital – Can’t Make Any Promises / Watching A Fire // Rat Cage – Savage Visions // Restraining Order – Locked In Time // Ringworm – Seeing Through Fire // Olivia Rodrigo – Guts // Sadness – April Sunset // Sadness/Abriction – Sadness/Abriction // Sam Goldberg – Some Songs Are Sung // Screaming Females – Desire Pathways // Samuel Sharp – Consequential // Patrick Shiroishi – I Was Too Young To Hear Silence // Shonen Knife – Our Best Place // Shunkan – She Nods // Sigur Ros – Atta // Sincere Engineer – Cheap Grills // Slant – Demo 2023 // Sophia Chablau e Uma Enore Pedre de Tempo – Musicia do Esquencimento // Spellling – Spellling & The Mystery School // Spirit Of Hamlet – Northwest Of Hamuretto // Spirit Of The Beehive – I’m So Lucky // Spy – Satisfaction // Marnie Stern – The Comeback Kid // Sunbear – Enjoy! // Suzie True – Sentimental Scum // Swiss Army Wife – Medium Gnarly // The Tallest Man On Earth – Henry St. // Teke::Teke – Hagata // Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 – These Things Remain Unassigned // TLOOTH – Wet // Unwed Sailor – Mute The Charm // Usurp Synapse – A Vile Contamina // Vivat Virtute – Hold Music // Widowdusk – I Know Where We’re At, Not Where We’re Going // Will Haven – VII // Witch Prophet – Gateway Experience

#lists

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