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mybrainislostinagalaxyfarfaraway · 2 months

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Pissed off female reader x Crosshair using sex to help her feel better.

Warnings: Crosshair may be a little bit oc, smut, dirt, minors dni, nsfw, this is completely self indulgent and maybe a little crackish, don't take it too seriously, Crosshair and reader has a Queen kink.

"Feeling better?" Crosshair asked after the two of you had been brought to climax for a third time.

"No." You bit out, glaring past him; your anger still simmering hot; flowing like the lava rivers of Mustafar underneath your skin. In fact you were still so livid that even he could feel the heat of it wherever he touched you.

Such fire in your eyes; so wild, so untameable.

It was Beautiful.

And it only seemed to stoke his own; his member throbbing and pulsing eagerly inside you.

"Still angry hm?"

"Let's see what more we can do to calm it." Crosshair said, cupping his hands under your hips; raising them up so that he could reach further and thrust deeper inside you.

He had no idea what had made you so angry, but if it was something he'd done; he already knew you wouldn't be giving him the time of day, let alone being entangled with him like this if that were the case.

'Feels so Damned GOOD.' Crosshair mentally growled as you met his deep, firm thrusts with every lift and rise of your hips; meeting him blow for blow, your warm, slick walls squeezing him so wonderfully it sent sparks shooting through his veins, pleasure going off in his brain like fireworks.

Crosshair let out a choked off noise when the head of his member brushed against a particularly soft, slick part of you that had him clenched his teeth and biting his lip.

"Ahh, y'know; whatever it is-ugh! That's got you so worked up-Mm! I hope it doesn't dissipate too soon! NNH-H!"

"Why? I Hate feeling this way..." You said with a sullen frown on your lips, but your eyes still as hard and as dark with fury as ever.

"Because. You're GLORIOUS."

"I have never seen anyone even half as Beautiful as you." His hands worshipped your hips.

"Especially when you are like This." Crosshair said, his voice soft, full of reverence, his gaze almost tender as he stroked one side of your face, a delighted little half smirk playing at the side of his lips as he noticed your cheeks flush even further; knowing it wasn't just anger, but embarrassment as well.

You scowled up at him.

He always did like flustering you.

Then you surprised him by springing up from the bench he currently had you laid upon, your hands grasping the back of his head and pulling him into a hard kiss.

Crosshair's eyes widened for only half a millisecond before his own hands came up, buried themselves within your hair, his fingers clenching tightly as he kissed you back just as hard, his tongue forcing his way past your lips just as yours burst out to meet it.

You were both all pressed and nipping teeth, swollen lips, twisting, writhing tongues and steamy breaths.

After a while of deep kissing; you finally let each other go in a burst of hot air, your shared laboured breaths, fanning each other's face.

You were pleasantly surprised to find that his breath smelled oddly sweet and you were absolutely going Feral for it.

You grasped his chin between your thumb and forefinger, encouraging him to let his tongue lol out of his mouth a little. Then without breaking eye contact; you licked and sucked on his tongue, moaning in aroused appreciation, observing how his pupils blew wide, his cock twitching enthusiastically inside of you at your shamelessly wanton display.

"What was that about?" He asked, his voice raspier than ever.

"You ask as if you didn't enjoy it." You said smugly; knowing full well that he did.

"An unnecessary statement." He droned with a roll of his eyes; his body showing very clear signs of having enjoyed it immensely, if his flushed skin and laboured breathing were any indication.

Your triumphant chuckle came out rich and dark; only pushing him further over the edge into near delirious lust.

If it had come from anyone else; Crosshair wouldn't have let it stand, but coming from you? It aroused him to no end.

"What do you want?" He panted; unwilling to admit outright that in that moment, he would obey any order you'd give him, no matter what it was.

"I want you to make me feel something far better than my current, otherwise unyielding rage." You said mildly; as if it were the simplest thing in the world.

"I want you, to make me feel such pure and perfect euphoria; that I forget everything but the fire of pleasure you have burning between my legs." You ordered in purred tones, your legs wrapping and squeezing tighter around his waist for emphasis.

"Is that understood soldier?"

"Ha ha; as My Lady wishes." Crosshair acknowledged, his tone and expression even more delightedly smug than ever before. You rolled your eyes begrudgingly, letting it slide this time; looping your arms around his shoulders and back.

You gasped through your nose, pressing him even tighter to you when you both began to move once more; bouncing on his lap while he thrust up into your tight, wet, heat.

Crosshair panted in time with every thrust; each small noise, gasp and thick swallow, fluttered into your ears, sending your arousal soaring even higher. And it was written all over his face that you were having the same effect on him. His eyes dark and staring, watching, every bit as hungry to drink in your every reaction as you were to drink in his.

He looked so desperate, so wild - practically Feral. You Loved it.

You Loved having the knowledge that only you could do this to him and only you were allowed to see this man fall apart and it was all for you.

All because of You.

"Ahhh~So! How do you feel now?!" He ground out; knowing he was rapidly approaching his own end and was going to be bursting inside you again very soon.

"Mmmf~ Shut up and give me MORE." You ordered; finally feeling tantalizingly close to your peak again as well.

"Yes, my Queen." Crosshair replied; his devious chuckle cut short by a moan he'd let out as you slammed your hips down harder on his cock, your inner walls dancing sensually around him.

Crosshair let out another low, rasped cry; sweat beading his face as you jutted out your chin in deviance up at him.

It served him right.

He knew what being called that did to you. And you knew just how to get back at him. Smug Bastard.

You let out an involuntary gasp as Crosshair suddenly shifted your weight until you lay beneath him; he leaned his body over you, shoving himself hard and fast inside you with quick, short thrusts.

"You are The ONLY woman for me Y/n." He panted in your ear; his usual, raspy voice full of so much conviction and such devotion it surprised you and hearing those words spoken so fervently, sent a shockwave straight to the swollen bundle of nerves at the hood of your pussy.

You clung to him; letting out a strangled moan and a tell tale gasped breath.

"Crosshair- Crosshair!" You gasped breathlessly, feeling a sudden helpless wave of panic rush through you at the same time your intense orgasm washed over you.

"It's alright. Ahh~! I've got you." He reassured you, holding you tightly against him. The edge of your panic immediately began to fade away as you relaxed into him, letting the waves of your climax take you as the two of you rocked through them together.

"That's it. Let go." He said soothingly.

"Release it all onto me." Crosshair purred, his gravely voice sounding all the more muted in your thundering ears as you vaguely felt him grow stiff in your arms; pumping you full of his seed until it began to overflow and spill out of you a little. Crosshair letting out small gasps moans as you continued to come hard around him, tears slipping from beneath your fluttering eyelids.

"Beautiful." Crosshair breathed as he watched the after effects of your fading climax to his heart's content; looking as much like a satisfied Loth cat that had just got the cream as much as Crosshair ever could.

All you could do was lay there and pant while he stayed perched above you, still buried inside of you, watching you.

When you finally came back to your senses and started trying to push him off of you with a slightly irritated groan, was when he asked you again;

"How do you feel?"

"Hot. Mostly spent." You said, but you were still showing signs of annoyance and ire; so, with a dramatized sigh; Crosshair pulled out of you, sinking down to his knees and parting your thighs as he descended.

"Crosshair, what are you-?!"

"There's no need to be modest now my Queen." He tutted, prying your thighs apart further.

"We both know your 'fire' has barely been quenched." He stated with an almost excited glint in his eye.

"But-!" You tried to argue; to let him know that it was enough for now, but Crosshair wasn't having any of it ..

"Just Relax."

"I'll take care of it." He promised as his head lowered between your legs.

"Crosshair!? Ah!" You squeaked out one last futile protest before melting into his touch. As soon as his lips and tongue brushed against you, your fingers slipped into the short, soft, gray fuzz growing on his head and clung on for dear life as your other hand stroked the back of his neck in a more 'grounding' than affectionate way -or so you told yourself- but both he and you knew better, if the pleased and amused sound he'd made was any indication.

'Hmph. Smug Bastard.'

~Fin~

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v-anrouge · 5 months

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I'm having a brsinrot over a very specific scenario so erm

You live with rook or maybe you're just spending the winter break with him in one of the houses his family owns and as usual he goes out to hunt, he takes you with him to show off and he is so cocky and confident because he's done this his entire life, except this time he injures himself badly, maybe because of a mistake, in classic rook fashion trying to take on more than he can handle or maybe protecting you from something and he is terrified and in pain, the pain is mostly mental though, so many things going through his head that he can't even pay attention to his bleeding wounds, until you sweep in and drag him away from the situation, rook is completely different from his usual persona while this happens, panic running through all his body yet his expression is an empty one, it's almost like he's in another place entirely, and when he finally snaps back, the first thing he sees if you, taking care of him, wiping away his tears as you clean his wounds. he feels small at that moment more than ever, had he been alone he thinks this wouldn't have been too bad, he's been injured before, multiple times, this was different though, he felt so much shame for failing in front of you, especially when he was so excited to show off and maybe even get his ego massaged by your praise which means to him more than he'd like to admit. maybe that's why his immediate response was to shut down instead of fighting back and using his knowledge to fend for himself, he didn't want you to see him having a panic attack, although he's sure you managed to see through him anyways, you always did, its the one thing he hated about you, he could never keep a secret from you, he could never hide and put on that mask he always did and go on little act, you payed no mind to the script, you wanted no part in his play. there was a heavy silence on the room for some good minutes before he finally managed to force out a thank you, his voice didn't have that dramatic energetic tone in it anymore, it was empty much like his eyes were when the accident happened, you didn't answer him back, of course you wouldn't, that's what he wanted, after all, a quick conversation, and to you to leave him alone and only see him hours later when he would be acting "appropriately" instead you hugged him, and unlike any other hug you two shared, the warmth came from you and you alone, rook felt cold, and made no move to hug you back, or to pat your back or to twirl you two around like he loved doing. this was another thing rook hated about you, how well you knew him, nobody else knew him as well as you did, sometimes, he thinks, if perhaps you don't know more about him than he does himself, such a possibility had always made rook extremely uncomfortable, sometimes he'd consider pushing you away, running as far as he can and not leaving a single form of contact, you knew too much, you were far too kind, you treated him too nicely, you made him too comfortable, he was turning too soft. that's what he tells himself, that's what his mind screams over and over again, but he never manages to go through with it, he would never admit so, but rook needs you, the thought of being away from you made his chest tighten, he thinks letting go of your hand would be like being the naive little boy he once was, the boy who lost himself in the woods, alone and scared for days, but this time his family wouldn't be there to save him, he loves them, but no one could replace you, nothing could make him feel the things you make him feel. rook only notices he is crying when your embrace tightens around him, and you whisper to him that he is safe. his aching heart is lit on fire then, a fire that spread through all of his body, burning him inside out, a sob escaping through his shaking lips, his green eyes shining with fresh tears that run down his face into your hands, that gingerly wipe them away.

rook can't help but think that you must truly hate him to strip him fully of the walls he has so carefully built for years like they were nothing, he leans into your touch anyways, breathing you in as if wanting to substitute the oxygen in his lungs with your presence. perhaps at some point, you'll forget this situation ever happened, maybe you'll even forget rook has been a part of your life at some point, he'll never forget it however, even if you two eventually part ways, you'll always be a part of him, he'll carry you and the influence you had over him forever, even in his last days, when he is only and weak and he can't fully trust his memories, he'll always remember this one moment, where you took that lonely terrified boy into your arms and showed him safety and calm amidst the storm inside his brain

#don't read this #seriously

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shinovich0 · 6 months

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SPOILER ALERT

This is just my opinion, you have the right to disagree with me!

So, spoilers for the new chapter make it clear that the Nagi-Reo pairing depends (like many other characters in the blue lock) on Isagi. Nagi's desire is to surpass Isagi, Reo adapts to Nagi. Isagi is not in the match - Nagi doesn't have to try. Reo plays to Nagi's rhythm.

And Chigiri again shows that he is an independent player and he does not need anyone, he is capable of playing and scoring his own goals.

In fact, that's why I love Chigiri. He is self-reliant. He plays on his own and doesn't need anyone to develop. When there are a lot of characters in blue lock, depending on each other and playing in pairs (Nagireo, Otoya and Karasu, Baro depends on Isagi, Bachira had been playing on Isagi for a long time, Rin depends on Isagi, etc.), Chigiri stands out from them that he does not depend on either Isagi's game or Kunigami's play.

Yes, I fucking love Chigiri Hyoma

#blue lock #bllk #chigiri hyoma #bllk textpost #just shitposting #don't read this #blue lock spoilers #blue lock manga spoilers #in my humble opinion #Take it easy #please

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swindlefingrs · 5 months

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in wanting to see the new epilogue, i replayed my resist Durge (Saga) and found a whole new way to be cruel, but interesting, to Gale:

i forgot that Gale made her choose between him and Karlach. she chose Gale but then uuuuuh she also chose to leave with Karlach for Avernus

so when Withers calls them all together, she apologizes to Gale for ending things so suddenly and he admits that it hurt but he survived.

all i can imagine is the avernus portal opening up, Gale watching his friend Karlach and then this woman that made him forget his goddess, disappearing through the portal and then they're GONE

its awkwardly silent, everyone looks at him, he looks at everyone like "did that just happen?" and no one knows what to do

#bg3 #not putting this in his tag #its awful #don't read this #its so mean #i can't stop thinking about it though!#saga x gale #i wanted to see what'd happen #i'll go back and get wyll to go with karlach #durge #darkweave

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theloveinc · 2 years

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(warning: makes no sense, you’re kinda mean, gn)

Bakugo is a little bit in love with you.

Well, he likes to think it’s not love so much as it is just a ginormous, fantastic, debilitating crush. But it could be love, eventually. If, one day, you let it be.

Right now, you’re just friends. Good friends, ones who study together. Ones who do more than that, sit in the cafeteria and eat together, maybe even walk home together after, too. And it’s slow going, but it’s going. A little mundane, but far more than he’s ever before hoped for, which he knows because there’s a part of him that has already decided that he’d do anything for you and let you do anything to him.

So Bakugo knows how he feels (he knows a lot about things when it comes to you)... and that, in itself, is enough.

Especially, when you get questioned:

“Isn’t he a little…” a person asks one day, hesitates, almost as if they’re scared for you when they say it, their eyes flitting between you both, “mean?”

“Mean?“ you ask, eyes wide.

They nod, “he gets mad all the time.”

Bakugo feels his blood start to simmer, his heart begin to race, and he has to clench both his fists and his jaw to stop himself from committing an act just short of violence. Or even worse, one that scares you off.

But on the other side of the table, you just stare at his assailant; blinking like they’re dumb, like the whole thing doesn’t matter, and like they didn’t just insult him in a way that he wants to forget but he’s sure he’ll dwell on for a long time to come. Because truth is, he’s mean and he knows it, but not how to spare the people around him from facing the brunt of it.

And that… is what feels bad.

You, on the other hand, don’t seem to mind, replying to the question like it’s easy, like the words aren’t true when it’s very apparent they are. In any other case, to any other person, would be. He can feel his chest prickle.

“Not at all,” the words are confident, comforting, surprising, and you turn to face him with a pretty smile. “Watch this:

“Hey, Bakugo,” you get real close to his face, close enough that he can almost count your eyelashes, see the trust in your irises, the humor, and it’s another thing he finds that he loves. “Fuck you.”

The words don’t really sting, the blood in cheeks cools… and he can’t help but admit that he’s just a little bit proud of himself when he smiles easy, too. The curl in his lip humorous, your very own inside joke.

“Fuck you right back.”

You grin, and for some reason, Bakugo feels safe.

#bakugo #don't read this #me writing things that only make sense to me #sdlkfjajsdfaksdjadjka hate that lowkey #but whatever #this was actually supposed to be about like. bakugo being proud of himself for like being in love with u such that when u bully him he #enjoys it #or something #but that got lost in the draft bc I lost the mood going to class #and bc I realized I’m not the same person who wrote my other drabble #about bakugo thinking it’s hot when ur mad #that caitie could’ve done it #anyway was gonna scrap this but I figure I just need to stop caring about whether the moral of the story is comprehensible or not #so . sorry #caitie post

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unchartedthelostlegacy · 9 months

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Nadine would buy an alpaca farm in Iceland with her finder's fee from the ministry of culture + the profits from auctioning off the last of Shoreline's assets, vehicles, and munitions. It would be an impulsive move for her after her father verbally eviscerates her at a party.

And she feels she can't show her face around Johannesburg, or even Cape Town ( where most of Shoreline was based) again.

Chloe would sniff at the beautiful scenery. "Quiet. Unspoilt." She'd mutter, walking down the two tire tracks that were the driveway. Three animals were currently visible in the pasture to her right. They looked like sheep and ponies and giraffes fused together.

Chloe tried to imagine Nadine, with her manicured fingers, shoveling alpaca shit. Or shearing these behemoths. She always had a grace to her under the military veneer, and Chloe knew for a fact she dressed in Burberry when not on the battlefield.

There was a little off road vehicle parked by the front door. Chloe looked around for the other source of the tire tracks, but there was none. She gave the door some knocks. Hope she lets me do some stunts on it, Chloe thought, looking over at the handlebars.

"Who is it?" Came through the heavy light-wooden door.

Chloe chuckled at the nerves in Nadine's voice. "The Easter bunny."

She heard a couple of latches and deadbolts open and the door opened, and she got her delicious eye full of Nadine wearing a rather well-fitting sweater. Chloe stepped over the threshold and embraced her, not waiting for words.

"Chloe you--didn't--oof--call--"

"Yeah, china. Your line was always dead or busy," Chloe said.

"I--the battery--died," A blush was filling Nadine's cheeks as Chloe cupped them in her hands.

"A likely story. You wouldn't be avoiding calls from family, right?"

The ex-Shoreline leader finally shut the door behind Chloe and pushed away from her.

"Why did you come all the way here?"

Because Nadine had sent a wool hat and a postcard with the northern lights and Chloe felt the chill when she pressed it to her heart. And oh yeah. The gig.

"Is that a loom," Chloe said instead.

"Don't play with it," Nadine snapped. "And you didn't answer me."

"Did you expect me to write a letter back? Thought I'd save money posting myself over instead of paying for international package."

Nadine snorted as she sat down by the window. It was, Chloe now saw, a nook. Her tea and book were on a table in front of her armchair.

"Ja. Only polite to write back."

Chloe took stock of her surroundings for the first time. Besides the antique-looking loom, the high ceiling with huge wooden beams, the long windows drawn with patterned curtains Chloe was almost positive Nadine had brought from home, it was sparingly decorated. There were rugs warming the stone floor and an old black stove with chopped wood stacked beside it. Its pipe went out to the wall instead of a chimney.

Chloe put her bag down on the table and plopped down in Nadine's lap.

"Hey!"

Chloe pressed her ear into Nadine's clavicle, closing her eyes as the woman made an indignant noise.

"Chloe what are you doing."

Chloe made the universal "I don't know" mumble. She felt Nadine slip the hat off her. The woman's thighs shifted a little under her own.

"You're not really going to fall asleep on me are you."

"Not...with that attitude...china..."

Chloe ended the sentence with a yawn and felt Nadine's ribs rumble with a small laugh. She curled more into her, feeling Nadine's arm come around her back as she got back to her book.

The smell of Nadine, and the berry-like aroma of the rooibos, and the distant calls of the alpacas already felt like a dream. She slipped away from wakefulness.

#chlodine #alpacafarm!Nadine #this is very fine cringe #cronge even #don't read this #ficlet #fanfic #uncharted tll #chloe frazer #nadine ross #uncharted #the lost legacy #uncharted: the lost legacy

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itisaterriblelove · 2 months

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not me having an existential crisis because "adam is coming home for spring break" but this whole time i've been dressing everyone like it's late september and about to be winter??? this is what happens when you write something ten years ago and pick it back up current day like time hasn't passed. shit does not make sense... oops.

literally no one else will care about this but i do.

in other news, this realization works well for fng bc cruel summer (((although maybe not bc three months is not a lot of time?? hmm))). istg these are notes for myself and nothing anyone else is supposed to understand.

carry on.

#note to self #don't read this #hey #srsly don't

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noroi1000 · 4 months

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Write a smut about you least fav jjk men👋😁

You are asking the impossible from me lmao

I don't actually have this "hated" character. Maybe I don't like some of the people from JJK, but even if...

Sukuna was my first crush from this whole anime......

I liked Toji for that what he looks like and act.

If I rejected what happened in the manga because of Sukuna, and focused on his appearance and behavior, I wouldn't be able to consider him a least fav jjk man...

Toji too. I don't like him because he's father for Megumi like that...

I don't like Junpei (this is my personal opinion) And I can't even think about him sexually.

Naoya... I don't like him and I haven't liked him from the beginning. I resent him for the way he is. This is also my personal opinion and please don't let his fans hate me.

Even Kenjaku has something that I don't like.

I can't choose least fav jjk men. And if I had to really choose someone, I couldn't write about them sexually.

Write Smut about, for example, Naobito? Or about Gakuganji?

Their dick would fall off from age 😆

Wrinkled sausage. There is an animal called the Sand Puppy. That's who they are.

Oh my god, now I've disgusted these poor rodents...

Smut about Gakuganji? There we go. (But I won't be able to sleep at night and I'll cry just thinking about doing it)

DON'T READ THIS

You are sitting on the bed and waiting for the man your family arranged to meet you. He is apparently a sorcerer. Your father said he would be your husband. You don't know who he is. This will be the first time you meet him. Your marriage was concluded by documents. For some reason, your family didn't want you to meet him. Why? Why would the wedding night take place now? You don't know this man and you have to do this? Well, maybe if you like him, maybe you'll enjoy it. But for the next hour no one came. Or maybe your husband was abroad or on a mission? You would like to meet him. After all, you are going to start a family together. So why don't you wait... And go to bed for a while...

You fell asleep. You opened your eyes as you felt hands touching your breasts and something rubbing against your buttocks.

"Good evening, my wife. I couldn't come faster. I had problems with migraines and joint pain after the fight. " You heard him say. You wanted to nod and let this night happen. You grabbed the string to turn on the light. Something was strange. Why did his voice sound so strange?

Looking at the man behind you, you looked there with wide eyes. You saw what looks like a dead body. Saggy, pale. Long white beard. Short, hunchbacked. You started screaming and grabbed the lamp, hitting the old pervert in your bed.

You were waiting for your husband, not the perverted old man who groped you!

When you ran away as far as you could, you knew that this would be the trauma of your life.

And now I'm going to cry... 🤢🤮😵😰😭

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x you #yoshinobu gakuganji #don't read this #jjk x reader

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curejiraiya · 4 months

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I've seen multiple tweets now in Japanese that are like "well I mean if that use of the word rainbow meant gay, what other uses of the word rainbow meant gay" let's fucking gooooooooooooooooooooooooooo gaybow live i'm so serious. Ito and Otoha finally get to be prince and princess. Ann and Wakana realize they hate men. Naru is sad because her gay girlfriend left for the magic world but don't worry there's six girls and only 4 of them are taken which means Bell is left for her. The three members of Over the Rainbow? We love polyamory here well at least I do and three certainty isn't a crowd with these gay boys. Don't worry I didn't forget about the side characters. Kouji's mom and Ito's mom? SUPER gay good for them! Fake Otoha? She finds her fake Bell and they kiss. Yuu Suzuno isn't gay but he is a non binary champ. Rei Kurokawa can't be gay because his last name works really well with the pun Rei Coochiekawa EXCEPT SIKE he can date a trans man you can't stop me you wont. Hijiri and June can be allies . fine . Jin is an ally too but in that way we like to categorize a lot of villains. He isn't homophobic he just fucking hates everyone. Love who you want, you'll never sparkle in the light of the prism enough for him. Cosmo who shows up in the audience for one fucking episode because she's in the 3ds game? Well she gets reincarnated in PriPara and gets to marry Ajimi don't worry. The penguins? more like the GAYguins. That guy who works at the music store? tbh he probably was gay the whole time like he HAD to know about Jo and Gen.

Poor Gen though. Guy got doomed by the narrative.

#don't read this

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lazarus-james · 7 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Gran Turismo (2023) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Jann Mardenborough/Jack Salter Characters: Jack Salter, Jann Mardenborough Additional Tags: honestly don't read if you're having a good day, or you have plans for tomorrow, my eyes are literally swollen from writing this, sorry - Freeform, This is really sad, im sad i wrote it, honestly, age gap Summary:

Jack is reminded about his and Jann's age gap.

#honestly #don't read this #it made me sad #janack #jannxjack #jack salter #jann mardenborough #lazfics

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gardenianoire · 1 month

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I'm just a subby bisexual daydreaming about being dommed by a female rugby team

#pleasure dommed tho #don't read this

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dilf-in-peril · 8 months

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Readerfic where you hold up a "Show Hole" sign at a wrestling show and omg [insert wrestler name] comes up to you after the show like "did you have that hole sign?" And you go "omg yes teehee *twirls hair* by the way, my name is Y/N." and he goes "well, I got something to show you, Y/N... follow me" and you're Iike "omg?!?" and you follow him backstage into the locker room and the door closes behind you and he says "that's them, arrest them, officer" and there are cops there and they put you in handcuffs and throw you in jail and also beat you with rocks.

#don't read this

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neep-neep-neep · 8 months

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Galo, loud and stupid Galo, always throwing his arm around Lio in public. The rebuilding of the town formerly known as Promepolis hasn't been without its speed bumps. The people formerly known as the Burnish have not escaped Kray's exploitation without lingering trauma and illness. Some have been in the hospital for months, crowding the ICUs that were previously earmarked for victims of Burnish attacks.

And not everyone has been all right with that.

There are some protestors outside the brand new city council's headquarters. Signs painted with "no reparations for Burnish swine" and "monsters crowding hospitals but my KID can't get a bed" are held high above their heads.

Not everyone is on board with the re-integration of people identical to them into society. Lio normally scoffs and brushes it off, as he's survived intolerable violence for most of his life in comparison, but Galo.

Galo with his booming voice.

"LIO is my BOYFRIEND, BLOCKHEADS!"

The man's muscled arm is around his shoulders.

"AN' IF YOU'RE MAD HE'S A COUNCIL REPRESENTATIVE BITE ME!"

Lio makes a tutting noise as they walk into the building. He didn't ask for a bodyguard, for the firefighter to shake his fist at every anti-Burnish demonstrator or heckler. It was just one time someone threw a rock (or a bottle or something, he couldn't remember) at Lio in the street, and someone told Galo, and Galo erupted. The projectile hadn't even been well-aimed and the bruise barely felt like anything!

And to be honest he'd rather they focus on him than his people. Someone had to represent the former Burnish and advocate for their needs at the council, and he was unanimously voted inby his peers. Some of the other members consider it strange that a people of such diversity of age and experience sent him to speak for them.

"I'll leave you here, Galo," Lio says at the meeting room doors. The building is a former gym, and it used to be the weight room. Spray painted words identify the different rooms.

"All right," Galo says. He folds his arms. "You better call if something gets weird!"

That's what he's mad about. That Lio didn't tell him, and he found out through someone else. Lio hadn't wanted to upset him and ended up doing it anyway.

"Forget about that," Lio says. "Don't die fighting those ordinary fires while I'm in here."

He puts his arms on Galo's shoulders and stretches up to kiss him. Galo's lips feel rough and soft at the same time.

"Oi! Get a room!"

It's Heris. She's turned the corner and clicks her tongue at them.

Lio scoffs and turns to the door. "I was only saying goodbye."

"That's RIGHT!"

Oh, here we go.

Galo's fist is clenched as he yells "Can't a man say GOODBYE?!"

#promare #galolio #this is so stupid #don't read this #long post

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