#I just fuckin ship all the ships huh??

[volivolition]

✨ thinking of him thursdayyyy ✨ (<- said in a monotone deadpan with jazz hands)

#volition thoughts. as usual. (sorry im so fucking deadpan all of a sudden hello lmao? probably bc i need to sleep.) #hey. volition ship captain and echem as a siren. what then huh. he's already like an octopus AND its mermay. #(<- will not act on this thought in the slightest but know that i am thinking it in the back of my mind) #i think they're lost at sea and the sirens keep singing and volition's losing more and more crew but he's fuckin volition so of course he's #not falling for it. but its okay in the end the sirens are just leading them back to land because my god give them happy endings. please. #concept and suggest would also be sirens i think. ency and logic are navigators. volta do mar should be here because i say so. #volta and kinetic dressage are little fairies then that help volition with sanity/the ship. who can stop me im not even making this. #anyway VOLITION. i am totally normal about him and 95% of my brainspace is definitely not occupied by thinking about him. #jesus ive been so tired lately (its! the! ✨ chronic fatigue! ✨) i WANT TO DRAW but i am. too tired. writing is easier... #but i want to draw so many volition things. hmgbmbbb... i want him to be loved... which in retrospect is fucking silly he is a character. #okay vision's straight up going unfocused so we're done here goodnight. o7 #chemi chats

[illputdownmyrootswhenimdead]

sorry for continued pjo posting but. man so many people in that fandom are so fucking allergic to people pointing out problems in the books and the fandom lmao

#rr crit #‘s0langelo isn’t a bad ship and it’s not a bad thing that will is nico’s doctor and oversteps his boundaries #it’s not ableist you’re just reaching’ #can you people. gather up one (1) braincell and realize that literally so much of s0langelo’s canon moments are bad at best #idc if it makes you upset to think about your precious gay babies being an ableist ship but that doesn’t mean you can just ignore disabled #people and their very valid criticism of the ship #like. i do not know how some people can look at that ship and not even briefly go ‘huh there’s a weird power/maturity imbalance and will is #kind of a dick and constantly ignores nico’s boundaries and bosses him around’ #you can still ship it by all means! but i think it’s important to address these problems and themes!!! #esp because the books are for a younger audience #i personally don’t think that having one of the only queer couples that gets significant attention be……. Like That #nothing as romantic as almost gaslighting someone about their mistreatment and then getting mad at them for not hanging out with you #when you didn’t even say anything about wanting to see them #or constantly ignoring their agency #and also again it Sucks to pair the disabled character off with a healer im sorry. it just sucks #dove talks #also the age gap is bad #rick’s timeline and canon ages are #so fuckin messy #and he retconed will’s age #hes supposedly like 14 while nico is 13 (think he turns 14 at some point in toa but i never read it) #but he established will to be like. 15 #and usually a 2 year age gap is fine but the difference between 13 and 15 is uhhh very large #so there’s that.

[tripolarcher]

Anyways! Finished Picard today, fuckin sucked. Like there was maybe 3% good scenes and the rest was just so bad . Soooo bad. Bad characterisation bad plot bad everything

#where are all the missing characters that would actually make the theme make more sense ??? datas daughter ???? geordis wife ???? worfs son #????? #yknow. #also elnor of course !!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH #and then ofc breaking up saffi. fuckin bullshit #also sooooo much nepotism in this season. #and mary sue ism. #me can talk #star trek #picard #and seven calling data a robot ?!?!??? hello !!!!!!!!! you dont deserve to write these characters !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #bullshit #and then they wanted me to care abt liam shaw ?? girl no he was a major Dick #and nothing against the actor here but liam shaw couldve actually been someone i cared abt . it was the writings fault #and then renaming the fucking titan what for huh. did the enterprise do all that or did the titan. can the enteprise be the only important #fucking ship ? #and then frontier day ooof #and then bringing back the borg! booooringgg and why would the changelings have a deal with the borg ?????? makes no fucking sense #and bringing back ro just to fucking kill her. dickheads #and the first two seasons werent perfect But. they were def better than . this

[iholli]

glowing eyes, threatening words

#its now 3am and ive been doing this for six hours give or take #my brain is a fuckin disaster rn. send help LMAO #make them both hot ?? why not. its monsterfucker hours here. #it has been A Month and i have become completely unhinged. enjoy my deranged nonsense #goodnight im going to sleep in a trash can now #king boo my beloved #ratkingdraws #self ship #suggestive #'i dont post nsfw' i write determinedly in my bio while drawing sus shit #how about those speech bubbles tho huh ??? that shit is INSPIRED. i love how they look. #i love how all of this looks im just self concious. but not enough to leave it on procreate. bc i spent 6 hours on it. #goodbye

[astorythatwritesitself]

So through the ME1 play it kinda turned into 'oh wow Adrian really hates the mind-meld shit' and I'm just now realizing ohhhhh Samara's loyalty mission is gonna fuck her up even harder.

#shep tag #Samara: I need you to play bait for my vampire daughter #adrian; Deeply Repressing: 'Yeah sure glad to help' #god she has such a loose grip on herself as it is #tbh she's probably /extremely/ fuckin vulnerable to Morinth when i think about it like #the melds with Shiala and Liara are already bad enough because not only Meld but also Prothean Brain Soup #Morinth's is probably like #so /tantalizing/ 'hey you can stop existing again. sounds pretty sweet huh' just preying on all the lingering doubts and loathing #best/worst part is when i do/write it #i love the idea of bringing the LI but this time nope #Adrian's taking Mordin because A: medical care might be necessary and B: he's the only one she can 100% trust to Stay The Fuck Back #so everyone else gets to spend like 3 hours on the ship Waiting #Joker will definitely get to pull friend rank on everyone though good for him

[cyborg-franky]

How do the boys (Zoro, Law, Kid and Ace) try to impress the girl they have a crush on? How do they act when their love is around? 👀💕

I have just had a week of being uncreative so I hope I didn't get too rusty. And I hope you enjoy this <3

I made it gender neurtral. Law x GN Reader Zoro x GN Reader Kid x GN Reader Ace x GN Reader

Law

He scoffs at the notion of showing off in front of anyone., let alone a crush. He’s not that kind of person. He doesn’t need to put on a show to impress you.

Law knows his superior intellect and amazing devil fruit are all he needs to impress you anyway.

Without realizing it, he’ll often info dump to you about the things he’s interested in, how to fix this bone, and how to treat that burn. 

He’s the kind of guy who needs you to know he’s the most intelligent person in the room.

That doesn’t mean there's nothing there, his crush means alot to him, and he can come across as an asshole when they are standing there listening to him over-explaining things.

He knows you think he’s a fantastic fighter. 

He doesn’t ask you what you thought of his moves, though. Instead, he listens intently to the chatter around the Tang, basking in your indirect praise and remembering what you liked about his performance the most. As long as you’re watching, he’ll aim to do better next time.

You are flattered he invites you to so many of his doctor duties, but you don’t need him to over explain taking blood, plus the needles, no thank you.

Zoro

Most of the time he’s not the type to go out of his way to impress anyone.

Maybe around his crush, he lifts heavier things, making sure their eyes are on him while he shows off.

But he’ll act like it’s nothing that he goes this hard every workout session.

When he’s resting, he flexes and gives you a little show.

Zoro thinks he’s smooth, but it’s really obvious to you.

How he smirked at your reaction when he picked up another weight seemingly effortlessly, though he could feel the strain.

He's the type of guy who is always lifting whenever his crush is around. 

He was still acting nonchalant as you complimented his form, impressed with how much weight he was pressing. 

He also loves to show off his sword techniques in front of you when a battle breaks out. His focus never wavers, but there is that little extra something he puts on just for you.

Kid

He’s a show-off, and he knows it. He gets louder and more volatile than usual. He has to make comments loudly to get your attention.

He works out in front of you whenever he gets a chance, putting on a theatrical display of his powers just for you. Not just in battle but as a general: Look what I can do! He claims he’s just fixing up the ship, but he needs your attention and praise as he swirls metal around in the sky, making things appear from thin air and turning junk into treasure.

“Get a load of this,” he barks, smirking as his metal arm grows. His massive fist clenches as he eyes you up, greedily absorbing every expression. 

“Pretty fuckin’ impressive, huh?” Oh, you know he knows it is, but you humor him by agreeing. You see how he puffs up his chest proudly cackles as he sends junk flying, making sure you can see just how powerful he is.

Ace

Ace is strange, he’s both full of himself and lacks self confidence.

He’s on the striker, enjoying the nice weather and playing around with the waves, just needing off the main ship, doing tricks on his personal boat.

“Oh wow, Ace!” his attention snaps to you as you watch him.

That’s when he starts trying to impress you, knowing you like what you see. “Oh yeah? Check this out then!” He calls, a big grin on his freckled face. He uses his fire to power the striker, going faster and faster, fighting against the waves as he pulls off more complicated and challenging tricks, all for you.

His attention is always half on what he’s doing and how the expression on your face changes with each stunt, getting more daring.

He loves it, loves your claps, adores how you gasp, knowing you care about him. Everything goes to his head as the tricks get elaborate.

He always tries to show off whenever you're around from that day forward.

#one piece x reader #one piece reader insert #one piece x you #sfw #one piece #gender neutral reader #portgas d ace #portgas d. ace #one piece x yn #one piece x y/n #one piece x yourname #one piece reader inserts #one piece imagine #roronoa zoro x reader #portgas d ace x reader #eustass kid x reader #trafalgar law x reader #law op x reader #ace op x reader #zoro x reader #ace x reader #kid x reader #law x reader

[angelic-muse]

unforgettable

a/n: i couldn't not write anything for his special day, so enjoy, and happiest of birthdays to my silly mosshead man. this was written with both anime and opla zoro in mind so feel free to interpret it as either.

pairing: roronoa zoro x gn!reader

warnings: just fluff, not proofread

summary: it's your lover's birthday, and what better way to start the celebration than to stay awake and surprise him at midnight?

...that is, if you can stay awake.

must stay awake... must stay awake.

the sentence replayed itself in your groggy head like a mantra, a broken record stuck on repeat, a toy train running in slow circles around your brain as you fought the urge to tip over the line between wakefulness and sleep.

zoro deserved more than that.

"my birthday? never really done anything for it," he'd grunted the day before after you'd brought it up. the swordsman had frowned, scratched his head. "kinda forgot it was tomorrow, actually."

and it was then that you decided to make this birthday — and all his next ones, for that matter — unforgettable.

so after some pleading with nami that then lead to careful rearrangement of night watch schedules (despite the crew's grumbling), zoro would be set to finish his shift at midnight — exactly midnight.

and what would he find when he returned to his room? you, of course, waiting for the moment he stepped through the door to shower him in love and birthday wishes, followed by a day of celebrations just for him.

well, that was your plan.

but the actual staying awake hadn't been part of it.

since your shift for night watch was the last one, just before sunrise, you were lucky enough to be able to sleep soundly all night till then. which meant you were not at all used to being awake at this time and your body was slowly but surely losing the fight to fall unconscious.

you yawned, blinking heavy eyelids as you turned to squint at the sky, the gentle moonlight washing the deck of the going merry in its milky glow. it wasn't quite yet at its highest point — still not midnight.

surely a little lay down before zoro returned couldn't hurt, right?

don't fall asleep, you promised yourself one last time as you settled into his own hammock, breathing in the lingering scent of him with a sigh. don't fall asleep...

zoro muttered angrily as he stomped across the ship back to his room, not bothering to soften the loud thumping of his boots against the planks, swords clanking noisily at his hip.

"serves 'em right if they wake up," he groused, "putting me up there at this time all of a sudden for no fuckin' reason—"

he cut short as he shoved into his room, raising a brow at the sight that met him as he rid himself of swords and shirt. there you were, curled up in his spot, sleeping soundly like a contented cat.

"the hell you doing in my hammock?" he grumbled under his breath, but zoro slid in beside you anyways, throwing an arm over your shoulders and folding the other behind his head. he didn't mind that you were here — he never did. sleeping beside you was nothing out of the ordinary anymore. he liked it, enjoyed the easy comfort and security that came with you tucked against his side; hearts beating in time, every breath shared.

it was right when zoro was beginning to drift off that he felt you stir awake. cracking open one eye, he watched as you sat up, blinking tiredly. "zo... zoro?"

"what got you up?" he murmured as you yawned and stretched your arms overheard. "m'here, get back to sleep." get back to cuddling me.

"the smell of a pirate who hasn't showered in a week," you joked groggily, rubbing at your eyes. then you froze. shit.

shit!

"no, i fell asleep!" you groaned, burying your face in your hands. how could you? you promised yourself you wouldn't, for him, and now... "fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck... i'm sorry." you peeked back up at him, lower lip stuck out.

zoro frowned. "huh? what the hell you apologising for?"

"i was meant to stay up," you said sadly. "to say happy birthday to you. at midnight. that's why i got nami to change your watch..."

rubbing a hand across his face, zoro sat up to look at you properly, blinking sleep away. you went to the trouble of getting his night watch changed and stayed up in his room just to say happy birthday to him? seriously?

he'd be surprised, but really, that was just the kind of stupid, endearing thing you'd do.

and so he laughed.

you blinked at him as his wide shoulders shook with mirth, head tossed back. an embarrassed warmth crept up your neck and you folded your arms, attempting to glare at him even as you fought to hold down a smile. "wh— it's not funny!"

"nah," he grinned at you as his laughter died down. "it's just cute. c'mere."

you yelped in half-protest as zoro grabbed your head to pull into his chest, laying back down with a sigh.

"you don't hafta... stay up until midnight or do shit like that just for me." he uttered after a moment of quiet, brushing his fingers through your hair. "you need your sleep, and i need mine. so just... just wait until morning next year, yeah?"

"i... okay," you sighed, trailing a finger across his chest, drawing mindless patterns over scarred, tawny skin, making him suppress a shiver. "i still have stuff planned for later, though."

"yeah? let's hear it."

"i'm not ruining the surprise, silly. but... i did get you some presents and convinced sanji to bake you a cake. among other things."

zoro snorted. "bet that shitty cook did it for you more than me."

"probably," you teased, tilting your head to look up at him. "don't get jealous that he might love me more than you, it's okay."

the swordsman scoffed, turning you both on your sides with a grunt. "maybe, but he'll never love you as much as i do."

you chuckled, tucking your head into the crook of his neck, inhaling his familiar scent; steel and sweat with an earthier undertone somewhere beneath. "i love you too, even though you still smell like you've never showered."

zoro barked out a laugh, tightening a thick arm around your waist to pull you further into him. "i'll take a shower for your birthday, how's that sound?"

you peered up at him and wrinkled your nose. he grinned.

"you're gross," you muttered with a smile even as you snuggled further into him. he kissed your forehead and you could feel his own smile against your skin.

"and you still love me."

"lucky you, huh?"

zoro exhaled softly, closing his eyes. "yeah, lucky me."

slowly, quiet draped itself over the two of you like the softest blanket, comforting and warm as the sounds of your breathing lulled each other to sleep after gentle whispers of goodnight and wishes of good dreams. and he rocked you in his arms, like how the gentle waves rocked you from below, mother nature's cradle for her sleeping children as they rested in an embrace so tightly woven with nothing but pure love not even the sharpest sword could ever hope to sever it.

and that morning, when zoro awoke to his dear lover smothering his face with kisses as they pulled him from his sleep with the promise of birthday gifts, he knew with clarity, such a deep, resounding clarity it made his heart ache—

that you, on this day and every other, were the greatest gift he could ever ask for.

nia's ask box is open!

#♡ — nia writes #zoro ♡ #this is terribly unorganised and silly #and for that i apologise lmao #its currently 1am and i needed to get something out for the birthday boy #so please enjoy this incoherent jumble of words #roronoa zoro #roronoa zoro x reader #zoro x reader #opla zoro #opla zoro x reader #zoro #zoro x you #zoro x reader fluff #opla zoro x reader fluff #opla roronoa zoro #one piece #one piece x reader #opla x reader

[ghosts-cyphera]

okay so porn star ghost is like my new obsession?? he can’t help but read all the tweets and comments and loves the ones where people suggest scenarios for the next videos for the two of you and he just keeps getting kinkier and kinkier in the videos 😍

ooooh my god yes !! one of ps!ghost's favorite things to do before you shoot together is to hang out with you while you get your hair and makeup done, and read the comments out loud to you. not in a mocking way or to tease you. well, to tease you just a little bit—we all know he enjoys turning your cheeks warm—but it's mainly to remind you of all the love coming your way.

"okay that's enough," you laugh as you glance at ghost through the mirror of the vanity. "I want to hear comments about you." "reading the best ones, love," ghost shushed you with a grin. resting on his back on the couch with his arm placed behind his head, he looked casual. relaxed. clearing his throat, he then read: "first I thought I wanted him to rail me braindead. then I thought I wanted her to sit on my face until I pass out. turns out I just want them both to step on me, spit on me, have me as their—," ghost squinted his eyes, "personal—oh! fuckin' right—their personal chew toy," he raised his brows with his grin, "and then revive me so we can do it all over again." "huh." "huh," he echoed your word with his grin. "no one else I'd rather be doin' all that with is all I'll fuckin' say." the quirk of your brow was an unneeded confirmation of "that makes two of us."

ghost also screenshots all the ones where they ship the two of you!! all the comments that say how obvious it is how much you like him, and especially the ones that say that you were meant to be.

he doesn't do it in a creepy way. the comments are simply something he likes to go back to when he's doubting himself or unsure if he's just imagining the twinkle in your eyes as you look at him: the genuine nature of your smile as you kiss him.

he respects that—while you do make him feel special—for you he might be nothing more than just work, but when he feels that sense of longing for you late at night... reading the comments under your videos while grinning in his bed does help.

while ghost is also stable enough to know that feeling jealous over your work with other men is pointless, nobody can convince me that his guilty pleasure isn't to browse through the comments under your videos with graves, lol. because scattered between the comments from white cishet redneck men cheering him on and name calling you (deep breaths, simon), are always comments from your fans.

"ghost would never." "he doesnt know how to touch u like ghost touches u" "he's so focused on his own pleasure that he's forgetting all about her. did he even try to make her come?"

never fails to cheer him up, lol.

oh and bonus from a reply that's still sitting in my drafts, eek:

ghost would also love to reply to the comments, hyping you up with the fans and responding with the most random and cryptic emojis whenever someone even hints towards wanting to see him put a ring on it because of how obvious the sparks between the two of you are.

a fan: ghost, just marry her already. we need to see you living in that little house, hosting dinner parties for real. ghost: 🥸😵‍💫😏

#lo answers #ps!ghost #pornstar!ghost #simon ghost riley x reader #writing this with three hours of sleep under my belt eeek lmao #a:ps!ghost

[phefics]

An idea: poly!ghostface- the boys are out about to go after a victim when they find they’re missing something/something broken (the phone isn’t working or their voice changer doesn’t have batteries whatever you want is totally cool!)

They realize- afab!reader the needy little whore did it on purpose so they’d have to come home to her and give her attention like they don’t give her attention 99% of the time.

Which of course they do and they are very very grumpy angy bois. All like “oh you missed us you wanted our attention you know you’d get it when we came home but you had to ruin our game and now we gotta take our energy and anger out somehow”

Followed by some smutty degradation, spanking/punishment, good ole fashion filth lol

Side note i think you have one of the easiest to understand request rules idk some people just make them complicated but yours is great!

needy little whore

ship: billy loomis x fem!reader x stu macher summary: exactly what the ask above says!! :) warnings: degradtion, spanking, a bit of knifeplay, rough/unprotected sex, face-fucking word count: 1.3k

You knew that you were asking for trouble, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

It wasn’t that Billy and Stu weren’t giving you enough attention. In fact, to the average person, they would be considered abnormally clingy. It didn’t bother you, though, because you were the same way.

You would have survived one night without them, but you were feeling mischievous that night. You wanted to piss them off so that they’d take it out on you, because angry sex with Billy and Stu was a whole new level of adrenaline.

So, you stole the batteries out of their voice changer, and then hid all the other batteries in the house. You weren’t stupid: You knew the reason they wouldn’t be hanging at Stu’s tonight, and you didn’t mind that as much as you minded their attention being elsewhere.

Since Stu’s family was rarely home, you would often hang out there even when Stu wasn’t around. He didn’t care, and had even given you a spare key.

You watched the two boys head out the door, black backpacks surely stuffed with everything they’d need to carry out a brutal crime.

You popped in a VHS of Nightmare on Elm Street, then made yourself comfortable on the couch, wearing the most revealing pajamas you had. You had seen the way the boys looked at you before they left, and smirked to yourself.

You only made it about twenty minutes into the movie before you heard a car pull into the driveway outside. Anticipation built inside you, but you stayed put, looking innocent as ever as Billy and Stu burst through the front door, both looking absolutely pissed.

“What did you do?” Billy demanded.

You looked up at him with your sweetest expression. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t play stupid, Y/N,” Stu said. “You’re fuckin’ lucky we tested the thing first.”

“You trying to get us caught?” Billy asked, grabbing your wrist and pulling you up from the couch. “You know we can’t fuck you if we’re in jail, right? Is that what you want?”

You shook your head. “No, of course not—”

“Ruining our game just cause you wanna get fucked, huh?” Stu said, closing in behind you. You were trapped between them now, Billy still holding your wrist as Stu pressed himself against your ass; he was already hard, and you bit back a moan at the realization.

“I just—”

“Couldn’t wait til we got home?” Billy smirked, his voice dripping with mock sympathy. “You would have gotten what you wanted later, but the needy whole just couldn’t wait.”

Stu gripped your hips from behind, breathing against your ear. “Well, we gotta get our energy out somehow. But now it’s all gonna be focused on you, baby. We’re gonna fuckin’ destroy you.”

You whimpered as they manhandled you back onto the couch, the film still playing in the background.

“Look at these slutty clothes,” Billy practically purred. “Barely covering anything…”

Stu pulled a knife from the bag he’d been carrying, the blade glinting in the light. “Bet you won’t mind if we take ‘em off,” he said, using the sharp blade to cut the strap of your top, then doing the same to the other side.

You opened your mouth to protest, but Billy stroked your hair and whispered, “We’ll buy you somethin’ even prettier, m’kay?”

Before you could offer a response, he shoved his fingers into your mouth, and you sucked on them reflexively, making him chuckle.

“Such a fucking slut,” he said.

Stu pulled the remnants of your tattered clothes off, leaving you naked as Billy pulled his hand back, admiring the strings of spit on his fingers before licking it off. He and Stu were completely fucking depraved, and it turned you on more than you could handle.

You were quickly pushed onto all fours on the couch, and you could barely contain your excitement at the idea of them fucking you. But that was wishful thinking. Instead, a hand came down on your ass with a hard slap! making you yelp.

You turned your head to see that it was Stu who had hit you, and you pouted at him.

“Oh, don’t give me that pathetic face,” he said. “You thought we were just gonna give you what you wanted after that? Not a chance, baby. We gotta punish you first.”

He laughed as you whined in response, clearly enjoying your frustration.

They took turns spanking you, slapping your ass without mercy.

“Count them,” Billy had ordered.

Each number left your mouth between pained groans and squeaks, stuttering over nine and eleven and thirteen, but when they hit twenty, they stopped, apparently satisfied with your teary face and marked-up ass.

“Think we should give the whore what she wants?” Stu asked.

Billy hummed, considering it. “I doubt she learned her lesson, but I wanna fuck her too bad to care right now.”

“Agreed,” Stu said, and you stayed on your knees as the two of them stripped out of their clothes hurriedly, bickering about who was going to take what place.

“You always get to fuck her, let me—”

“Her mouth is just as good—”

“Do I get a say in this?” you asked.

“No,” the boys replied, grinning at their synchronized speech.

You couldn’t help but giggle as you watched them play a rigorous game of rock-paper-scissors for who got to fuck you, and your laugh only grew when Stu won, and Billy flipped him off.

Some nights they would take turns, but after the spanking that they’d given you, they were gracious enough to not push your limits too far.

You were already wet, but Stu took some time playing with your pussy, fingers fumbling through your folds to rub at your clit, and you bucked your hips uselessly, moaning at his touch.

Billy walked to the other end of the couch, grabbing you by your hair and smirking down at you. “You gonna let me fuck your throat, slut?” he asked.

You nodded, opening your mouth for him without needing to be asked. He chuckled at your obedience, and wasted no time in pushing his cock between your lips.

As he did so, Stu was lining himself up with your entrance, his grip impossibly tight on your hips and he entered you, slow at first, before immediately picking up the pace, snapping his hips rhythmically. Every time he thrust forward, it made Billy’s dick go further into your mouth, and the sounds of their moaning filled your ears as they used you like the needy whore you were.

Your eyes teared as you focused on breathing through your nose amidst the pleasure of Stu’s cock inside you. Before you met them, you could never cum from penetration, but both Billy and Stu had a way of fucking you so good, rough just like you wanted, that it had become more common for you to orgasm from it.

“So fuckin’ hot,” Billy murmured, almost to himself. “Perfect fuckin’ mouth.”

“Such a slut,” Stu added. “Taking us both at once. Gettin’ off on it, too.”

You whined at their words, floating from the mixture of praise and degradation.

Stu came first, and Billy followed shortly after, and the three of you collapsed onto the couch together, sweaty and tired.

Stu leaned over to you and kissed you, his tongue slipping into your mouth. You had a suspicion it was partly so that he could taste Billy’s cum, but you kissed him back anyway.

“Get a room,” Billy joked, making Stu giggle.

Nightmare on Elm Street was almost over, and you were sticky and exhausted.

“You wanna get cleaned up, baby?” Stu asked.

You nodded, and before you could say anything, he was carefully leading you to the bathroom, his arms supporting the majority of your weight.

Billy went upstairs to grab you some clothes to borrow—a pair of his pajama pants, and one of Stu’s t-shirts. It was all too big on you, but it was comfortable and smelt like them.

You fell asleep to the sound of Billy and Stu planning another night to carry out the plan that you’d ruined. Maybe next time you’d take the burner phones off their chargers.

#poly!ghostface #billy x reader x stu #stuilly #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #ghostface x reader #billy x stu x reader #poly!ghostface x reader #slasher smut #slasher fic #ophelia's fics

[bitchimasnake-sss]

the fuckin' captain ft. shanks!

SUB!SHANKS IN TOWN!! I REPEAT SUB!SHANKS IS IN TOWN!!

set-up: the captain of your ship has a habit of fucking around on drunk nights. and every time, afterwards, he finds solace in your arms. maybe you've had enough of his little arrangement.

warnings: nsfw themes include drunk!sex, mean-ish!reader x soft!shanks, oral (m!recieving), handjob, riding that face ft the daddies of all daddies lmao; mdni thankyouu <3

💟knock, knock, knock. the three knocks had become a part of your routine. something you had come to accept, no matter how strange it was. on those nights where the red haired pirates got drunk, shanks was usually the one with the most liquor in his system. his drunk escapades usually ended with him fooling around the entire night. yet, somehow, he always ended up at your doorstep. drunk and shameless, ready to collapse in your arms. and somehow, for one reason or the other. you always let him. 💟 on those hazy nights, woven over with a dark, quilted night sky, your fingers gently ran over his scalp, combing through his hair; your breathing syncing with his easygoing one. on those hazy nights, he'd hold onto you tighter as if threatening to crumble without your forbidden touches. and on those hazy nights, you could swear maybe you could figure out whatever the fuck it was that went through that head of his. 💟 but then the night would come to an abrupt halt and he would disappear back into his room as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. and just like that, you'd turn back into nothing more than a crew-mate yet again.

💟"go away" you yelled for the third time, ïm not opening the fucking door, shanks. go sleep drunk in your own room." but he was persistent, seemingly ready to knock for however long it took to tackle down your meek defenses. after the fifth knock, you opened the door. your eyes ridden with fury, lips curled into a bitter smile, you eyed his drunk form: the white shirt undone, teasing you with an unobstructed view of his taut abs. his eyes had a delicious low, droop to them and he gave you a lazy smile. you asked him a simple question, "what do you want now?" wordlessly, as he usually does, he tumbled into your room. he plopped down on the mattress with a muffled thud. "oh fuck no." you grimaced, "shanks, this isn't funny." he rested his head over his crossed arms, stifling a yawn,"im not trying to be funny. come sleep." "no." "awh come on, im tired darling. lets play these game when im sober." "you're never sober." "exactly." 💟you're not sure if it was the anger in your system or the desperate need to feel his warm skin under your feathery touches while he openly allowed you to. but you walked over to the edge of your bed, your fingers outstretched to hold the collar of his dress shit harshly and tug on it. his eyes abruptly widened, "hey?" "i said leave." hearing this, he sat up, as if feeling the weight of your words for the first time. his words were laced with confusion, "did i do something?" honestly, is he dumb?? your chest heaved, fingers grasping the soft linen even tighter, "no i think it's real neat how you waltz in every time you're drunk and done fucking around. and then you have the audacity to walk out and pretend it didn't happen." "huh?" the confused look morphed into a lazy smirk, "are you jealous?" "are you serious right now?" "if you want me to fuck around with you, just say the word." honestly, is he dumb???

💟 he sure did know how to get under your skin, tease you as if he knew his words were the venom your body reacted to. and you gave in. pulling him towards you, you pressed your lips against his, feeling the strong liquor that lingered on his lips. his hands found solace on your waist, tugging you to fall atop him. working against one another in perfect rhythm, he lightly bit your lower lip and you found your hips rutting against his thighs, trying to find some friction to ease the ache building up in you. you pulled apart, breathing hard as you took in his drunk, hazed form under you, "easy now, we can go slow. we have all the time in the world, don't we?" "fuck you." "that's what i'm doing, aren't i?" he propped up on his elbows, his hands firm against your waist as to manhandle you and put you under him. but you refused, "stay still." he laughed, "i thought i was the captain?" "and shut up." you whispered before pulling his face closer to yours yet again. your deft fingers tried to pull off his shirt and he happily obliged, wordlessly letting you strip him off the garment. your eyes briefly ran over his physique, relishing in the way his warm skin felt under your desperate touches. you ran your hand up and down his torso a couple of times before finally settling on his broad shoulders. a silent question lingered in the air he played with the hem of your tshirt, "how far do you wanna go tonight?" you responded by taking off your top in a swift motion, exposing yourself with slightly strained breath, "as far as we can." 💟his head laid comfortably against the headboard, thrown back as his fingers tugged at your hairstrands. he looked back down at your naked form before whining, "no more games, please." you flashed him a small smile as you placed kitten licks on his cock, moving your hands up and down with alternate paces. you sucked at the tip and he groaned in response, thrusting rashly in your mouth, "come on please." "aww, you think we're about to finish off so quick after you've teased me for so long?" you licked a strip from the base to the tip, hands fondling his balls, "don't be ridiculous, captain." everytime he felt as if his high was just a few pumps away and his body would tense under you, you changed the pace or stopped entirely. torturing him endlessly while still sending him fluttering eyelashes and lips glossed with his pre and your saliva. "darling." his voice trembled, eyeing you dangerously, "if you don't do this yourself, i'd fuck your face till you can't speak anymore okay?" "don't give me that attitude," sending him a daring smile, you whispered, "maybe you can finish off yourself then." he groaned as you restarted your ministrations, "please, jus-t let me cum."

💟he did look adorable pleading with you, you cannot lie. eyes clenched shut, gulping down hard everytime you stopped and started yet again. his face was flush, the colour on his dusted cheeks almost matching his hair in the pale moonlight. you let go of his cock with a pop. you probably looked like a mess too. your lips were swollen and drool dribbled down your chin onto your chest, "you wanna cum that bad?" snapping his hips into your mouth at the absence of the stimulation, he whined, "of-ofcourse i do." "on my face?" "wherever." he panted, "just p-please let me, darling" you tsked, hands still pumping his shaft up and down, "have some standards. you sound pathetic right now." 💟but maybe you've had too much fun. in his eyes, you could see tears pooling up and he tugged on your hair harder as you finally took him in your mouth again. going up and down on his cock, you hollowed your cheeks and sucked on him harder. teasing him again by changing the pressure every once in a while. but he had had enough too. because after a particularly harsh movement, his hips stuttered and he came in your mouth with a stifled moan. you gulped down the salty liquid and looking up at your captain, you saw him breathing heavily, mumbling "fuck." you batted your eyelashes up at him, "had fun?" he laughed, exertion on his face, "fuck you." "that's what i'm doing, aren't i?" 💟however childish he can get, shanks is a gentleman through and through. so allow him to repay the favour (hehe)

a/n: my first shanks smut guys please tell me i did him some justice please. more shanks will come guys i promise 😭😭

#one piece #opla #op #one piece smut #one piece x reader smut #shanks smut #shanks x reader smut #shanks x reader #one piece shanks #red haired shanks

[feroluce]

Given that Belobog is so full of snow, I'm kinda sad we never get to see any snowmen anywhere. Like that would have made for such a cute bg decoration!

And I think it would be especially funny for Sampo to make them, not out of pure, innocent whimsy and joy, but like specifically to be a menace smzhnsjd

Like Gepard keeps finding little snowmen out around the frontlines. And normally he would just turn a blind eye to this like he does with other things (like the shitty amateur distillery no one thinks he knows about); war sucks, their own damn leader is trying to kill them and Gepard is treading water just trying to keep Cocolia from using his guards as cannon fodder. If his soldiers want to make some snowmen in their downtime, then they should be allowed that. God knows they've earned it.

BUT SOMEONE IS MAKING SNOWMEN THAT LOOK LIKE HIM, DAMMIT!!!

Gepard keeps finding them down the back alleys and more hidden parts of the frontlines! And they all have the same grumpy little face, with blue-painted rocks for eyes and sometimes even gold-colored bullet casings for hair! And he knows who it is the second he finds another little blue haired, green eyed snowman next to it! Fuckin' Koski is sneaking in here, and easily enough that he has the time to taunt him!

Gepard once found a little Snow Geppie with angry eyebrows and red roses stuck in its blushing cheeks that was handcuffed to a weapons rack, which was when he realized someone had pickpocketed his handcuffs. He punches the head clean off the little Snow Sampo nearby, only to discover that it is also holding his wallet, minus all the shield he'd had in it that morning. Gepard kicks it for good measure.

One time he found a little Snow Sampo offering roses to a little Snow Geppie, and he quickly knocked those over too before anyone else could see them or his red face. He swears he can feel Sampo snickering and mocking him nearby.

Sometimes, Gepard finds little Snow Sampos with tiny sacks thrown over their shoulders, all filled with items that are SUPPOSED to be in the depths of the guarded Silvermane storehouses. Sampo technically isn't even stealing anything, he's just showing Gepard that he could if he wanted to, and poor Gepard is going to pop an aneurysm.

Pela: Good morning, Captain. Have you been outside of your tent yet?

Gepard: No. ....Why.

Pela: No reason. Say, have you heard of any break ins recently?

Gepard: No, why.

And Pela holds open the tent flap and there's a ton of tiny little Silvermane Guards snowmen in tight neat rows, all with their little stick arms up in salute, and each one with an actual, stolen official helmet-mask.

Pela: You run a real tight ship out here, huh.

Gepard: (looooong weary muffled sigh as he drags a hand down his face)

#gepo #sampard #hsr gepard #hsr sampo #sampo koski #gepard landau #pelageya sergeyevna #hsr #honkai star rail #I love Sampo being petty as shit just to rile Geppie up fkdsajflasdj #like he is absolutely watching from somewhere hidden nearby and snickering to himself #of a related note I think Caelus and March 7th should be given those little plastic mold thingies that make rubber ducky-shapes in the snow #they go through the restricted zone and just leave them in random places #Gepard trying to conduct serious military business and up on the wall behind him are a row of rubber duckies judging the Guards fjklasjfkld

[curvykittyyssmutfics]

Cursed Lips Sink Ships

A/N: Nothin special.. Just out fave cursed speaker takin things a bit too far..

Toge didn't mean to. He swear on all that he honors the word just slipped from his lips. If any ones to blame it should be you. Two of you in a empty class room, supposed to be practicing a few techniques. That went out the window when you tripped, grabbing onto Toge's arm and taking him down with you.

He absolutely cannot recall how it ended up with you shamelessly writhing in his lap nude. One hand sloshing around inside your hungry lil puss while the other kneads your tit, deep blue manicured fingers massaging the soft flesh roughly as you moan out to him.

"Tooogeee! You see it? Don't look away, pussy's so wet for you. She likes you so much, huh? Know you like it too. Dont think I can't feel how h-hard your dick is. Bet it's as pretty as you are.. Mmmm.. Keep watching."

So he stares at you through the wide, long mirror adorning the thin wall. The sight and nasty filth spewing from your alluring lips makes his dick twitch and leak in his black slacks. Bad enough they're fucking drenched from the mess spillin outta you and he doesn't have a second pair with him.

"Doing so gooood, Toge. Listen like such a good boy. Ahhh.. Got me so close, gonna cum on my fingers so hard."

Fuck, he wants to see that. NEEDS to see it like he needs air. Toge just hopes he can hold his nut before then. It doesn't help that your ass repeatedly grinds slow circles on his cock. Doesn't help at all that you smell so good: like fresh fruit and blossoms and he doesn't know why that's so arousing.

"Ohfuckohfuck! Never felt this good before. Cause of you, Toge. All cause of youuu!"

Now he has to close his eyes for a moment, can't take the way your head leans back on his shoulder as you stare up at him in a daze. Body so soft, curves on display as you press against him sensually.

He doesn't understand how you think he can endure this. Just the sounds of your loud sloppy finger fuck is finna make him abandon this lil charade. He's bout to have the whole school hear the wails he can draw from your glossy lined lips.

"Open your eyes, Toge. Mmmfuck- gotta keep your pretty eyes on me, member? Eyes on me and n-no touchin. Then maybe I let you get a taste.."

Toge gulps, eyes opening as he squirms into the hard floor. His nails dig sharply into his thighs, hoping that's enough to keep from pinning you down and stuffing his face into your puffy brown folds.

"Ohhhh! Toge! Toge, I'm so close! You ready? Huh, baby? Ahhhfuh- wanna see me cum?"

Its cute how quick he nods for you, gaze so desperate as he stares in-between your legs through the reflection. So fuckin thirsty for it as you lose control in his arms, goosebumps covering his skin when your fingers rub neat little circles on your clit.

"Almost theeeere-"

'Come on, sweetheart.' Toge thinks. 'Cum for me. Lemme have it, y/n. Cum, cum, cum-.'

"Cum."

He doesn't mean to, the word spilling from his lips before he can stop. Cursed energy flowing out with it, compelling you to obey forcefully. The orgasm is so fuckin ferocious, forces your pitiful lil puss to contract around your fingers powerfully. It doesnt matter that you rip both hands from your overstimulated frame, still cumming like you got direct pressure on your throbbing lil button.

"P-plee-easse To! S-stooop! STOP!"

The amount of liquid that comes outta you is insane, bathing Toge's lower half as you drain your pussy on his clothed cock. You buck so widly in his lap, he has to grip your spasming body tight. Just cant take his eye's of your reflection, watching when you reach back to grip the hair at his nape to anchor yourself.

"Togeeee!"

Toge's so sorry, so so fuckin sorry. Can't believe he got caught slippin like this. He doesn't know how to help you more than covering up your hysterical shrieks with his palm as he cradles your body to his. Feels like Satan himself when he has to tense his gut to not buss at the scene before him.

"Salmon.. Salmon.." He whispers soothingly at your ear, apologizing over and over.

You cum for a full minute, the longest 60 seconds of your fucking life. Can't breath or see pass the tunnel vision as your sweaty frame goes limp in Toge's arm. Don't feel him shakin your body frantically and tappin at your warm cheek as he tries to wake you. You're completely outta it when Saturo clears his throat, knockin sharply outside the classroom door.

"Is everyone- uh.. Everything okay in there?"

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[skywlker-sluvtt]

𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒂𝒚 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓

𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏 + 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒙/𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈

kinktober masterlist

anakin x fem!reader warnings: dirty talk, phone sex, mommy kink (only a lil), masturbation (m&f), not rlly edited sorry baes word count: 750

You’d been away on a mission for almost a month now. Anakin was frustrated that he wasn’t involved in the mission. Only because that meant he was separated from you for longer, he could care less about the siege right now. All he wanted was you. Needed was you. Alone in his quarters, he’d give almost anything to just hear your voice it would help to just tip him over the edge. Finally cum after a month. But he was stuck here with a throbbing hard-on until you answered his desperate messages.

Anakin: Hey baby Anakin: How’s the mission? Anakin: Please call me Anakin: I need you Anakin: I’m begging you babe it’s horrible Anakin: One image attached

That one image had you running to your private quarters on the ship you were currently aboard. Opening it you were pleased to see how desperate he was. The tip of his cock was almost purple, he looked even bigger than usual. His hard-on pressed against the silky fabric of your pillow. You were never one for a holo-dick-pic before Anakin, he somehow made it look so good.

Instead of responding you called, he’d like that much more. His image flashed in front of you and you grinned. “It’s only been a month sweetheart” You teased admiring his shirtless frame. His curls were mussed all over his head, he always looked sexy when he got messy. “Only a month? Are you crazy? Baby I haven’t cummed in a month” He explained. “Poor thing” You cooed teasingly. Just from your voice, he was already rutting against the pillow. “Take your top off” He said watching you intently. “You have 15 minutes” You smirked removing your complicated layers of robes. “I’ll only need five” Anakin replied making you laugh

As soon as he caught sight of your tits he was moaning even louder. “T-Talk to me” He groaned watching you slide your hands slowly down your thighs inviting him to watch. “You’re such a needy boy Anakin, it’s pathetic” You smiled watching him roll his hips into the pillow. “I miss your touch, I’m needy for you every day” He gasped out. He looked so desperate, fucking against his pillow like a holo-porn star. His durasteel hand clutching the bed. Slipping your hand downward you began to play your clit for him.

“Baby you look so fuckin good, just wish your mouth was on my cock” He sighed. You admired him tirelessly humping your pillow, small whimpers begging for release. The sight had you slipping two fingers into your cunt. “Does my pillow feel good, love? Is it fulfilling your fucked up needs?” You teased. “Uh-huh, I-I hope someone walks in and sees you all sp-spread out for me” He whispers. “Aw, that's so cute you wanna cum thinking about me getting caught?” “Yes, fuck yes” Anakin replied. He was focusing on his tip, rubbing it softly into the material as if it was you.

You moaned quietly working your fingers quicker. “Maybe I’ll have someone come in and fuck me in your place?” You grinned. “No! N-No you’re mine” He growled, you knew it turned him on more his movements became tighter and more focused. “Look at you getting all worked up. Bet that pretty cum is leaking all over my pillow. All wet and needy for my pussy” The more you spoke, the quicker your fingers got. The wet noises of your soaked pussy echoed through the room getting Anakin even more hot and bothered.

He let out a throaty groan watching you tweak your nipple and moan. “Mommy” He gasped. “I wanna eat you out so bad, you-look so wet” He groaned trying to keep his composure. Your pussy gyrated at his words. His thrusts were wild and quite attractive to watch. Anakin's mouth hung open as he gasped for you. “Good boy, cum for me” You smirked nearing orgasm yourself. Your fingers worked desperately as you watched your husband use your pillow for his own pleasure.

With a few more thrusts he came loudly, coating his stomach and pillows in cum. “M-Mommy-baby” He whimpered watching you come undone. Your legs trembled violently as you came for him. His whines were too good to ignore as he overstimulated himself. You were both left in pathetic pants and whines staring at each other through the call. “Thank you” He mumbled you were about to reply before someone was banging at your door. It’d been more than 15 minutes.

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[zaptrap]

Seeing that you've been here since 2012 is INSANE like you've witnessed it all huh. You've seen probably SO many weird and crazy things in this fandom like man that's so cool for you I feel...

ive def seen and participated in a lot of dumbass bullshit over the years LMAO. although notsomuch during the skybound-to-seabound era cuz i'd lost interest for a bit

Random shit I remember off the top of my head (plz feel free to fact-check):

deviantart era: (2012-2013)

that bright green ninjago ask meme

like, literally everybody making self-insert purple ninjas (sometimes orange, teal, or rainbow) and shipping them with their fav ninja

everyone making their own genderbends of the ninja. cole was almost always called nicole or colette lmao

people also naming their accounts (name)-the-ninja (or "teh-ninja", since this was 2012)

there's a non-zero probability that if you were in the fandom during the season 1 era, you're a furry now

naruto crossovers

half-snake ninja aus.........wonder who uh......who could've done that.....heheh (me) (that was my whole deal pre-nindroid!jay lmfao)

everyone posting like, doll-maker things they made of ninjago? especially dragon ones

(me) posting leaked screenshots of season 2 eps that i found on the lego wiki or smth lmao. this is also how i found out zane was a robot. i think i kept posting leaks when i moved to tumblr

legends of chima releasing and i thiiink it was supposed to be a ninjago replacement? like, legitimately? though a lot of people weren't happy about it. "furry gang drug wars" was a phrase used a lot lmfao.

tumblr era (2013-2016 for me) (may overlap with dA era)

everyone losing their minds over the shirtless ninja in ns2 lmfao

that one video of kirby marrow (rest in peace) saying cole was 14

that other vid of like, behind the scenes and it was the ninja's actors but like in-universe? it's where "cole bucket" comes from

also some behind the scenes vid with the actual voice actors lol

thinking back on this, im like 100% sure it was bullshit but when the end of rebooted aired, there was a rumor going around about fans being so upset over zane's death that they carved a snowflake on their stomachs. lots of people were freaking out lmfao

the rise and fall of "fucknoshittyninjagoOCs" (ashamed to say i heavily participated in harassing this blog even if i rlly didnt like the premise.........)

maypong

lots of tension with instagram cuz of all the art reposts. like. tons of reposts. i remember someone blocked me when i said to take something down but then unblocked me the same evening and apologized LOL so

roleplay twitter accounts (twitter was kinda not-as-a lot at the time)

nindroid!jay of course. its so old there was an update that was made in flash lmfao...

absolute fucking shitloads of AUs and headcanons. i dont think this has changed much but like. there were so many lmfao. entire threads

actually there's too many fucking AUs. im scrolling through my main blog and i cant fuckin find anything cuz ITS ALL THESE STUPID AU THREADS THEY AREN'T EVEN LIKE DEEP LMAO

ask-all-the-ninjagians

the absurd screenshot redraws i did. like they were super stupid lmfao. icr which blog they're on but they're on my comp still at least

ninjagians just. being a term used at all lmao

the ninjago fan-tournament during ns4. people would draw/write about their ocs doing whatever prompt was posted and then everyone came together to defeat a big bad snake man

tbh i started naturally losing interest during ns5, and then VERY QUICKLY dropped the show (and therefore fandom) when skybound came out lmao............... so i dont really remember a lot from this era and everything after

and now im back :D

i hope this is insightful! xD

#ninjago #talking #asks

[nitrokiraru]

i finished listening to the takutowa drama cd! my thoughts/ig spoilers under the cut

MAN IT WAS SOOOO CUTE N WHOLESOME exactly what i expected. it was a little shorter (? maybe the madatowa one just had more tracks) but the story was sweet about how taku came to terms with himself and the clinic and towa. including some screenshots from the translation credit to yukirayu (also if anybody doesn’t want their translations reposted/screenshotted just let me know and i’ll edit it out!)

this. this was perfect. literally LOVED this towa completely taking advantage of this old man and his new muscles from getting out of fuckin PRISON. he’s so funny

JEALOUS TOWA!!!!!!! HE APPEARS u already heard of old man jealous yandere taku in the vn now get ready for Him. i loved this i love them bickering like a literal married couple BUT WHEN TAKU SAID THAT IN THE FIRST IMAGE I WAS LIKE??? n then i realized oh nobody knows they be fuckin it kinda makes sense but i would’ve been mad/jealous too idk

towa can lie all he want but i know he was jelly i can literally imagine what his facial expression was in this part. he’s such a lil tsundere i love him

this was oddly adorable towa is just like “again :)” and then taku’s just like Huh?.. it gave dmmd bad end

something i realized abt n+c drama cds (or just the dmmd and surodame ones i’ve listened to) they always have some sort of conflict in the middle. like they LOVE the miscommunication trope

my only complaint is that i lowkey wanted it to be longer. i wish we had tracks of towa and taku just hanging around in their appt or something..like i feel like they’re just peak married couple vibes and they could’ve explored that a bit more besides the main plot

but anyways i loved it! i wanna buy the other ones now even though i’m not particularly big fans of the other ships. don’t get me wrong i like all ships there’s just certain ones that give me more brainworms than others

#slow damage #taku murase #towa slow damage #takutowa

[the-laughing-lunatic]

Mediscout cute headcanons!!!

(Omg yea I love these guys so much, def one of my main ships. I also rlly like their dynamic in emesis blue but y’know, not very cute. I have a lot of thoughts about these guys so I accidentally made this really long— word count: 1714. Thx for requesting! :3)

Medic x Scout headcanons!

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 

☆Platonic☆

Scout’s definitely scared of Medic at first 

I mean, when your coworker mentions plans about putting a baboon uterus inside you you’re gonna be a little on edge

Avoids checkups for so long Medic has to find him and drag Scout himself to the medbay

“Sheiße, you are acting like a little child right now, it is not such a big deal Herr Scout. I am simply going to check a few things.”

“Well I’m sorry if I ain’t too thrilled to have some psycho puttin’ needles or animal parts or whatever in me.”

Medic groaned. “I just need to check your temperature, heart rate, and blood pressure. Now can you please shut your mouth and let me work?”

While he took Scout’s heart rate, both annoyed, Archimedes flew to Scout’s shoulder and nuzzled into the man’s neck

After the checkup Medic sighed and ushered his dove over. “Him? Really Archimedes?” 

The dove cooed. “Well then, I trust your judgement, I suppose I’ll try to be nicer to him.”

After that he did try to be kinder to Scout, staying around him more, listening to what he’s saying at dinner, looking through his room to learn more about him—

That’s not how Scout interpreted it though, and one day when Medic was trailing a little too close to him again he just snapped “Will you fuckin’ cut it out!?”

“Cut what out?”

“This- this weird stalkerish thing you’re doing. What, you makin’ fun of me? You gonna take my organs in the middle of the night? What do you want?”

“Oh. I was trying to be nicer to you. I could stop if you want.”

“If you wanna be nice you could try talkin’ to me for once.”

And Medic did

Both of them are absolute yappers, and Scout quickly got more comfortable with Medic as they talked more

He’ll never forget the first time he saw Medic laugh

Like, genuinely laugh

He’d seen Medic laugh many times before, either on the operating table or during battle but it was always just…scary

When he actually laughed Scout couldn’t help but laugh as well, because Medic’s real laugh was so different of what he had thought of him

It was warm and nice, and suddenly Medic wasn’t just this psycho ex-doctor, he was also his friend

When they go out for drinks Medic often has to carry Scout back to the base because of his incredibly low alcohol tolerance (not that it’s hard though)

Medic would teach Scout how to take care of his birds in the case he was especially busy, Scout’s their godfather now

I feel like they’d also work well in a qpr, though Medic would have to help Scout a little since he’s been comfortable with his asexuality for longer and has probably been in one before

I headcanon them as both on the ace spectrum so I’m gonna delve into that a bit

I feel like Scout is graysexual while Medic is completely sex-repulsed

Scout honestly would’ve thought he was allosexual for the rest of his life until he heard Medic talking about how being ace felt for him

And he was like “huh, I relate to some of that”

Scout definitely has a lot of questions though

“So like- what’s romantic? Cus I don’t wanna take this too far, but you’re my cucumber, or squash— whatever the word is an’ I wanna show that I care about ya.”

“It’s zucchini, Jeremy. And the point of being in a queerplatonic relationship is that we get to make our own rules for what works for us. All you have to do is ask me if you want to try something.”

“Oh, um, well then. Is it okay if I kiss your cheek, doc?”

“Yes, Jeremy, it’s very okay.”

♡

Biggest dorks ever btw

Just so you know

☆Romantic☆

Medic would fall in love (or realize it at least) over something trivial

Accidentally brushing hands, a word of praise after a battle that made Medic especially appreciated, Scout falling asleep on his shoulder at movie night, etc.

It was weird, because Scout was almost the opposite of his type, he was loud, arrogant, and less than intelligent, but he accepted Scout as the outlier

Even though Medic fell first he didn’t initiate it

Though his moral compass was less than straight when it came to advancing the field of medicine, it felt weird to be the one starting anything with a guy nearly 20 years younger than him

He even performed a brain scan on Scout just to double-check his brain was fully developed (surprisingly, it was) so he could feel less weird about his crush

For a long time he just thought of it as an enjoyable distraction, not anything that could go anywhere

Scout liked Ms. Pauling, and Medic was fine with it. He wasn’t even sure if he wanted to date Scout, he just liked the idea of a relationship, and Scout was an attractive man he could project those wants onto.

At least that’s how he reasoned it to himself

The giddy laugh Medic couldn’t help but let out every time he saw him, the way he always made sure to be gentler when he gave Scout his shots, how a Boston accent now equaled attractive in his mind (that didn’t come from Scout though, that’d be ridiculous)

With Scout though, his moment of realization was much less trivial

He was at four health a minute away from the end of the match, desperately trying to keep the blood from the bullet wound in so he wouldn’t have to go to respawn

Getting in respawn at the end of a match was miserable, because you might get stuck in there for hours after so everyone tried to avoid it at all costs

Scout’s eyes widened as he watched his health drop to three, no dispenser in sight

He closed his eyes and mentally prepared himself for sitting in the cold room for god know how long, until he saw a light above him

Holding his medigun, Medic stood above him, and the red glow surrounding him as he healed him made him almost look like an angel, his saviour

A psychotic angel, but an angel nonetheless

He felt Medic grab him by his collar (at what point did his knees go weak?) and say to him “Get up schweinhund, and fight.”

They won the match, at least that’s what Scout heard, he didn’t remember anything after Medic saved him

His entire body was on autopilot until the time he went to bed, when he had all night to think about how he was definitely attracted to guys

He definitely had a type though, regardless of gender

Glasses, dark hair, smarter and more mature than him (though that was a low bar), an itty bitty bit psychotic and have huge honkers— (jk jk jk) 

Scout starts coming to the medbay for the tiniest things now so he can see Medic more

“Medic, I got a splinter” “Medic, my elbow’s sore” “Medic, I have a major crush on you and don’t know what to do with it”

After a bit of this, Scout just gave up excuses, Medic didn’t seem to mind his company

It became routine, after dinner Scout’d follow him to the medbay and talk with him while  Medic filled out paperwork, occasionally giving a nod or short question to let Scout know he was still listening

One night though, Scout didn’t follow him back

Medic was disappointed, he had gotten rather fond of his chatter, but shrugged it off as Scout being tired

After a few minutes of paperwork, there was a knock at the door

He opened it to see a very nervous Scout holding a bouquet of roses

“H- hey doc! Um, y’know, we’ve been hangin’ out for a while, I really like you, and I hope you at least like me a little, so, uh, wanna go on a date sometime? Please?”

Medic just stands there for a solid bit before taking the flowers and smiling. “I’d love to.”

Scout takes him to a nice restaurant (that was definitely his idea and not Spy’s) and pays the bill for the both of them, which was substantial because Medic has a taste for the most expensive things on the menu

And Scout is a hella picky eater

“So like, can I have the steak, but - and stay with me here - you grind it up, grill it, cut one of the rolls in half and add the steak, along with fuckin’ ketchup, mustard, lettuce, pickles—”

“Sir, are you describing a burger to me?”

“...yeah?”

“It’s on the kids menu.”

“Oh. Sweet, then can I have that?”

After the date Medic lets Scout kiss him

They suck I hate them so much I don’t think about them all the time (lying)

Nicknames Scout calls Medic: Doc, Angel, Angelcakes, Babe

Nicknames Medic calls Scout: Hase, Schatz, Liebling, Dear

On the battlefield Scout’s constantly by Medic

“Hey Angelcakes, check this out!” “Didja see that? Didja see that?”

If they have to be separated any time Scout sees him he’ll give Medic a kiss

“Hase you’re at ten health, can you please stop trying to kiss me for a second so I can heal you?” 

“Ugh, fine.”

After he’s done Medic gives Scout a kiss. “Thank you, on your way.”

Clingy ass motherfuckers

Scout’s way more obvious with it than medic though

Medic hardly even has to do anything, they’ll just be talking and Scout’ll notice half-way in the conversation that he’s cuddled up in Medic’s arms

Scout often sits in Medic’s lap as he works, rambling on about some comic he read or whatever.

After a few months of dating Medic only sleeps in Scout’s room

It feels more homey than his, which he admittedly already slept in very little due to his unfortunate habit of passing out at his desk

Nights often consist of Scout cuddled into Medic’s chest while Medic reads aloud to the both of them

(real talk reading together is such an underrated couple activity can we talk about this—)

“ —alright, that’s the end of the chapter. Liebling, are you asleep?”

“Nah, just relaxed. Love you angel.”

“I love you too Jeremy, Goodnight.”

They are the biggest saps ever and I will stand by this until the day I die

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 

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