#I'm sorry if i didn't recognize you 🤣

[greycaelum]

Hi ! How are you ? ✨

I love your contenu ! Reading about the Gojo family is so comforting, your blog has become my safe place. 💜 besides, I think twins who look like y/n with their father's character can be super funny 🤣 poor y/n who will have a lot to worry about

I don't know if the requests are open so if they are closed ignore this part : How was y/n officially introduced to the Gojo parents as a wife? We know that the parents were not happy that he broke his engagement with Tachibana but after the marriage with y/n? Marrying the head of the clan makes her someone high in the society of exorcists?

Ps : I'm really sorry for my broken English I'm French and I still have difficulties 🥲

Xoxo ~ Sunny

Kaleidoscope Series—Clouds and Mochi Chapters { Wife }

—Gojo Satoru X Reader

𑁍 Synopsis:

"Mother..." Your Mother-in-Law stood at the door with a soft look on her face. Neither of you had to say a word to understand what you are feeling.

"You are the wife of Gojo Satoru—the strongest sorcerer of his generation. Do you now understand the power you hold?" She took your hand into her own. "My son would do anything for you, anything. So you have to be strong my child. For your family."

He would raise high heaven and hell for you if you just ask him.

𑁍 Genre: angst, family theme, fluff

𑁍 CW/TW: (1.8k)— Y/n threatening the Tachibana Clan, violence directed not to reader, Marika & Tachibana Clan's punishment

𑁍 A/N: Hi sweetheart! I finally got a small breather since february, thesis defended, exams finished, but we have an upcoming ball and the deadline is killing me, but all is well~ how about you? Awiee thank you very much, it feels like it's been so long since I wrote for the mochis! In a semi-hiatus but this one sounds cute I can't resist. No worries I understand your English very well~✨

I don't think you fully grasp the power you hold.

Wife of the strongest sorcerer. Madame of the Gojo Clan.

It's easy for you to be overlooked because of Satoru. And while for others that could be the power your husband has over you, for you it was a  blessing in disguise. You didn't have to associate yourself with political matters, not when Satoru is solely recognized in the Gojo Clan.

But it wasn't a smooth ride. No one would understand until they see it with their own eyes.

Satoru held your cold hand as the two of you ascend the stairs of the huge Gojo Residence. The stairs leading to the main hall where Satoru's parents are waiting seem to be too steep for you.

"Should I carry you? I know your knees are still weak from last night." Satoru teased with a sly grin and a knowing look behind those glasses of his.

It barely eased you but you couldn't hide the blush on your cheeks.

"You better shut your mouth or else I'll castrate you when we get home." You hissed and walked again.

That's right. You have Satoru. You have your husband. You're married and no one else can deny that.

But as you walk inside the large hall, too large for the two people waiting inside, but too suffocating with their conspicuous eyes trained on you.

You could feel your heart drum from the simple move of sitting in a seiza manner in front of them. They don't have to try hard in exuding the aura of indifference and eloquence, something they are born and raised with as an elite family of sorcerers. A clear difference between your worlds apart.

Their world you are not acquainted with.

"Y/n is my wife now." Satoru didn't hesitate to speak. He declared, looking them straight in the eyes. "I will never marry anyone else besides her."

Your heart pounded so hard you swear it would jump out of your rib cage. You know that but it feels different when your husband put it into words. The intensity it holds could shatter and build you up.

His parents didn't even act surprised. Perhaps deep down they already knew this will happen whether they agree or not.

You watch his mother's eyes pass a kaleidoscope of emotions. A mixture of pain, sadness, guilt, and softness. As if she hurts so much for her son.

You greeted them in a heedful manner, taking into account that you are not familiar with them ever since Satoru brought you in his ascending ceremony after breaking off the engagement with their ally clan, the Tachibana. No one may mention it with Satoru present, but you know that it was one of the many things it is hard for his parents to genuinely like you.

"It might not be much but Satoru and I prepared a gift, something we picked together." You held the paper bag, containing rectangular boxes. Inside are wine bottles you especially liked, Valais Mundi Electus and Pinot Noir from Basel-Landschaft.

"You didn't have to bother. But thank you for the gift." Your Mother-in-Law smiled politely and accepted the gift. Your Father-in-Law on the other hand remained silent, arms crossed on his chest.

"There will be a dinner banquet for your marriage. Right now everyone does not know you are already married. It would be uncalled to just have a civil wedding."

It's not hard to spot the unusual and sharp looks thrown in your direction. As if it's a sin to hold your husband's hand, and the glimmer of your rings tucked in your fingers.

Satoru notices this as well. One turn from his head sent them all facing to what they were doing.

None of them could touch you. Neither their dagger eyes nor their desperate nails for an Infinity lies between the only woman he will allow within his high walls, his wife.

He was first worried about you. He knows the clan might be subservient to him as their master, but not to you. One of the reasons he preferred building a home away from the estate is to keep you safe from the malice and hostility of anyone who might dare hurt you.

But everyone has claws. Even his calm and doting wife could be cruel if she needs to be.

Satoru hid behind the partition of the room. You sat on a raised chair and the vast hall was filled with overturned heads of the Tachibana Clan.

"Satoru didn't mention breaking your jaw." You blankly down and look at Marika, pinned down to the ground by her own family. "You should thank him. If it was me, I would sit on a chair and have all your limbs broken one by one."

Marika's mother shut her eyes and averted her head away from her daughter's pathetic sight. Even if you turn it all over around, it doesn't change the fact that this woman has also carried her daughter for nine months only to see her grow vain and miserable.

The whole Tachibana Clan wore white kimonos as if mourning for a person still alive. Or they were probably mourning for their lives.

"This won't take long. I still have a newborn to take care of." You straightened your back in the cushioned chair prepared especially for you. "I'll give you two choices to save your lives so choose wisely."

The room went silent. Everyone was on the edge, the glint in their eyes showed they are anticipating whatever you tell them to do for their lives.

"If you want to save your clan, feed your daughter the poison she gave me until she stops living. But if you want to save your daughter, all of you drink the poison, until you become sterile and die for how long it would take you to. It's a very easy deal don't you think?"

Satoru looks at the aghast faces of the clan, all staring at his wife, calmly sitting with an emotionless face. That was already a light punishment, but he didn't think you would use this kind of method, neither Marika nor the Tachibana Clan will escape condemnation and guilt no matter who survives. 

Satoru resisted the urge to laugh. You sound so simple as if their lives is the same as asking how much is the box of eggs in the grocery.

Both two choices are certain demise for the clan. The guilt of making their daughter sterile and die. And all of them drink the poison that prevents them from having any more children, effectively ending the bloodline of the Tachibana Clan.

"But my husband will protect me anyways. Even if you think I'm hiding that doesn't change the fact I will take my due for what your Young Lady did to me and my daughter." The calmness in your voice only irked the men, pathetically kneeling, all too arrogant to kneel before a woman, but too cowardly to face the consequences of their actions.

"You make all this move because you're hiding in your husband's back." Someone snap out of spite.

It didn't faze you, but made you smile with no humor instead.

"Then it is our Young Lady's fault why are you roping us in!" More and more started to rise.

"Shut up!" But they all stopped when the Patriarch roared and look at you, with a final look in his eyes. "I will handle my daughter to your former choice. Just keep my clan safe."

"F-Father?!" Marika cried. Finally the cracks of her mask surfacing. "All my life, I did what you asked me for!"

But it fell on deaf ears. You watch the man discard his daughter. And you just know... What bounds he is willing to keep his clan afloat by hook or by crook.

They can never be trusted. You will remember their faces one by one.

"You can try taking revenge on me, but before you could even dare to take the first move, I will have my husband personally finish what you all started." You took your time to burn their faces at the back of your head. "If you think sacrificing your daughter will relieve you, it doesn't change that all of you are monstrous parasites using each other to satisfy your greed."

You stood up and leave, no one dared to stop you.

You've always thought you could live peacefully. You didn't have to bother with doing any duties in the Gojo Clan because Satoru never asked you to nor do you think you have the qualities to manage such a big and intricate household. But that apathy led you to where? You almost lost your daughter if not for alertness.

"Mother..." Your Mother-in-Law stood at the door with a soft look on her face. Neither of you had to say a word to understand what you are feeling.

"You are the wife of Gojo Satoru—the strongest sorcerer of his generation. Do you now understand the power you hold?" She took your hand into her own. "My son would do anything for you, anything. So you have to be strong my child. For your family."

He would raise high heaven and hell for you if you just ask him.

Just now, you could dictate the lives of a whole clan with one single word. Only then did you realize, you have to be strong to be the strongest's wife.

"It's a girl." Kouki huffed versus his sister.

"I told you it's a boy!" Saika pouted.

You watch the two fight out what will be the gender of their baby sibling.

"But what if they are twins?" You blink and put a hand over your lips, internally grinning.

Kouki instantly turned pale. Saika on the other hand jumped in excitement.

"I want a baby sister and a brother, looking like Mama." Your little sugarboo giggles, wiggling into your arms for a hug. She put her ears against your stomach which is barely showing yet.

"That's the last right? Mama?" Kouki wore a very complicated look, almost begging you to say yes.

Just in time, the front door opened, with Satoru loudly yelling "I'm home!"

Kouki didn't waste time running to his Papa. Readying his cuteness to take his father to his side.

"This is the last one right Pa? Right?" The mochi whined.

"What last Kikufuku?"

"Last sibling." You supplied for him, taking pity on your son. You ruffled your little princess's hair and ushered to the side, making space for Satoru who put Kouki on top of his lap.

"If it's the last then we should make it a two!"

"Yes!" Saika.

"NO!" Kouki.

Internally you faint just thinking of a twin with Satoru as the father. Boy oh boy, it'll be one hell of a ride for sure.

The callous hand of your husband held yours as he pull down the blindfold and rest his forehead against your shoulder.

You would do anything to keep this home safe and sound.

—GreyCaelum

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It's ok to hurt me, I'm not worth much (one-shot)

Billy Washington X (Store Clerk Reader)

Warnings after the Break

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Banners By: @arcielee

A/N: this is by far the smuttiest thing I've ever written so please don't judge me too harshly 🤣🤣 I was inspired by the video someone posted of Billy whining and I couldn't help myself.🤣

Warnings: depression, self-loathing, oral sex (M receiving)

When you met Billy Washington, he seemed like a moderately happy guy. He must have had a flat nearby because he was in your cornerstore quite often. He would come alone, or sometimes he would be in the company of a pretty woman hands intertwined they seemed like a happy couple.

When he would come to the counter with his items for purchase, he would always have a friendly smile and ask how you have been doing. You loved it when he came into the store. Mostly because you could stare at him when he did. He was handsome. He had a tall, slender figure. A sharp jawline with piercing blue eyes and shaggy hair.

You didn't flirt with him because you were aware he had a girlfriend. A girlfriend who you surmised was one of the luckiest women you had ever met. She was as beautiful as he was. Light features and a soft laugh.

You always looked forward to his visits, though. You paid such close attention that you picked up on subtle changes. It started with the pretty girl. You noticed that for weeks on end, she had not accompanied him. Then, it was his smile. It seemed each time you saw him that beautiful smile of his got smaller and smaller until there was no smile at all. Then the fluffy hair on his head hung down in what looked like oily globs. His previously clean shaven face now littered with patches of mismatched hairs that looked like a young boy trying to grow a beard for the first time.

You couldn't help but wonder, what had happened to this cheeky adorable man?

You were getting ready to close down the shop. It was a Friday night and you planned on going to the pub with a few friends to unwind. You were counting the till when the little bell over the door interrupted your thoughts. You had thought you locked the door.

"I'm sorry were closing up" you said not looking up.

"Possible just to get a quick pack o smokes?"

You lift your head quickly at the recognition of his voice. Although it no longer sounded cheeky instead shakey and unsure you would still recognize it anywhere.

"Oh, sure. Can't deny you now can I?" You joke while grabbing his brand of smokes from behind the counter and placing them in front of you.

He looks an utter mess. Eyes glossy, hair disheveled, clothes unkempt.

He gives you a half smile that doesn't make it to his eyes. You put your hand over the pack and bite your bottom lip.

"I'll give you these.... IF you answer some questions" You feel a small burst of adrenaline you have never been this forward.

He looks at you confused "questions?" He scratches at his temple. You notice his hand is injured and wrapped in gauze.

"Yep. We have a deal?" You pick up the pack and wiggle it back and fourth in front of him.

"Yeah, alright, I'm not too interesting though"

"I'll be the judge of that." You move from behind the counter and flip the open sign to closed and lock the door. You pull down the blinds over the windows and the last one over the door.

"No interruptions." You go back behind the counter and pull out two stools, bringing them to where Billy is standing. He is shifting his weight from foot to foot. Running the flat of his palms down the front of his pants, no doubt, trying to wipe off the sweat that has started to accumulate there.

You move the two stools so they are facing each other.

"Sit" you motion to one of the stools.

He hesitates, looking between you and the stools with confusion.

"You're fidgety, sit"

He lets out a shakey light laugh and sits down on the stool and you sit down on the stool you had set up across from him.

"Ok.... first question" you look into his eyes he looks so nervous. It endearing.

"What happened to the pretty girl that was always in here with you?"

"Becky.... oh yeah that..... didn't work out" he looks down at his feet nervously tapping them together.

You fight the smirk that wants to crawl across your face. "Is that the reason for all of this?" You wave your hands towards him.

"All of what?" He looks at you confused.

"The dirty hair? Unkempt clothes? No longer shaving?"

"W-what? N-no. " he pats down his hair and brushes off his clothes self-consciously. "I've got a lot of different things going on at the moment"

"Explain it to me" you say gently.

He looks away, not wanting to make eye contact. "You don't want to hear any of this." he nervously runs his fingers through his hair.

"But I do" you scoot your stool forward so your knees are near touching as you reach down and squeeze his with your hand. "Tell me"

His eyes go wide as he stares at your hand on his knee and clears his throat. "U-umm... got rejected from the army"

"That's not a big deal loads of people do" you run your hand up his thigh and back down to his knee in a comforting gesture.

He keeps his head down watching your hand "no not my family. Not just once but a lot of times."

"So..... choose a different career path, " you say now using your thumb to rub circles on his knee.

"Can't keep a job." He lets out a huff mixed with a laugh

"Then you haven't found the right one"

He finally lifts his head and looks at you. "Why are you doing this?"

"Because that happy funny man I always loved to see has disappeared. I would like to find him and bring him back. " You get off the stool and stand in front of him.

"Trust me, I'm not worth it," he says, dejected.

"Hey," you put your hands on his cheeks and lift his face to look at you. His blue eyes are so sad that you feel yourself melt a little. You rub your thumbs along his cheekbones. "What has you saying a terrible thing like that?"

He allows you to keep his head in your hands and keeps looking up at you. "They all tell me. They ain't wrong."

You think he looks like a little puppy that needs to be rescued in this moment. "They hurt you, huh?" You continued caressing his cheekbones. He raises his arms as if he is going to rest them on your hips but instead lets them fall back into his lap.

"It's ok to hurt me, I'm not worth much," your heart breaks as he finally looks away from you, putting his hands over yours and lowering them off of his face.

You kneel down in front of him and place your hands on his knees. He looks at you completely confused.

"Umm.... ermmm.... what are you doing?" He runs the palms of his hands against his pants.

"I want to show you that you are important." He stays silent, eyes wide just staring at you.

You run your hands from his knees up his thighs and back down while you both maintain eye contact.

"H-how would you do that?" He gulps loudly.

"I have a few ideas." You scoot in closer, spreading his legs apart, settling yourself in between them.

"What makes you feel good" you say to him in your best sultry voice.

He's just looking at you, jaw slack. After a few minutes, he finally half responds. "Huh?"

"Well, you have been feeling bad. So -" You run both hands from his knees all the way up to his hips, lingering for a moment before running them back down."I would like to know what makes you feel good"

He makes a small whimpering sound as his eyes quickly scan your face. "If you won't tell me, I guess I will just have to figure it out. If what I'm doing makes you feel bad, you just tell me, yeah?"

He barely squeaks out an "Uh hu"

You run your hands up and down his thighs a few more times and click your tongue. "Tsk tsk so tense, Billy."

He makes another small whimpering noise lighting a fire in your belly. You bring your hands back up to his hips and then slide them under his shirt.

He holds his breath but doesn't pull away. Your hands slowly slide out of his shirt and over his waistband and down into his lap.

When your hands brush lightly over his manhood under his joggers, he lets out a slightly louder whine and his hips jolt forward. You start to caress him through his joggers as he is involuntarily bucking his hips lightly.

"So responsive, sweet boy," he whimpers again as you bring your hands back up to his waistband and start to shimmy them down just enough to free his throbbing member.

"Well, that's impressive" you say while looking and his fully erect cock thats already wet with precum.

Billy is breathing heavily but doesn't say anything he stares at your hand as you wrap it around him.

"Oh shit" he says in a whimper as you start moving your hand up and down in precise motions along his cock not fully gripping.

"It's so pretty" you say and fully grip him as he lets out a gasp. His hands gripping the sides of the stool.

You lean in as if you're inspecting it, making sure your breath can be felt on the tip.

Billy whimpers again, his hips slightly shifting. You give the tip a kitten lick and then look up at billy. His eyes are wide and his mouth open completely entranced.

You take his right hand and place it on the back of your neck before leaning completely forward and taking the head of his cock in your mouth. You feel the hand on your neck start to squeeze, and you hear him starting to pant above you.

You take as much into your mouth as you can and grip the rest with your hand as you start bobbing your head up and down, hollowing your cheeks. Billy slides his hand up from your neck into your hair.

"P-p-please don't stop," he says in between whimpers. You start to move your head more vigorously. Feeling his cock battering the back of your throat. His whimpering is getting steadily louder, and his hips start to buck up off the stool. His hand gripping your hair as if he is hanging on for dear life.

You lower your head as far down as you can until it causes you to gag. Billy moves to pull your hair back with both his hands, watching your every move intently.

"Oh, I'm gonna, oh no, I'm gonna." He doesn't finish his sentence before you feel his cock pulse I'm your mouth as his seed shoots down your throat.

You make sure to swallow everything he gives you and then rise to your feet. He sits on the stool face flushed with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"I bet you really need that pack a smokes now, huh?" You say cheekily as you walk back around to the back of the counter.

Billy is still speechless sitting on the stool, and he hasn't moved an inch yet. Only his eyes are following you around the room.

You go back over to him, sitting in the stool and handing the pack of cigarettes to him. He stares at the pack blankly, not moving.

You giggle, taking his hand and placing the cigarettes in them. This contact seems to wake him up, and he looks at you.

"T-thank you"

You smile sweetly at him. "I have to finish closing this place up now.

"Oh yeah, sure i should....." he looks down and gets himself back into his joggers.

"I should probably get out of your way then," he stands up. He looks over at you like he wants to say something else but can't bring himself to do so. He walks to the door and opens it to step out.

"Billy?" He stops and looks at you.

"I expect to see that happy smiling man back in here. I have a surprise. I can't wait to give him"

Billy dawns a giant cheeky grin that lights up his face.

"I think he will be coming to this store often"

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[hazzyking]

The Snail ( @fanaticsnail ) inspired me to write some One Piece stuff. But I accidentally used my Self insert.

Its easier to write like that TBH.

You can gladly change my S/I to Y/N as long as you enjoy my work 🥰

Idk what's cannon and what's not anymore. But Law is hot to I had to write this. I mean. I guess based on her tattoos yall know what is and isn't cannon

Also nothing is italicized cause I hate Tumblr formatting. But on Google it looks nicer 🤣

Ink.

Aside from the sheer respect he holds for her, Miss Newgate also happens to be the picture of beauty. Her ink tainted skin, exposed to him as he "examines" the Whitebeard cress that stains the tops of her breasts and sternum. "You alright? Law?" Ame asks as her lips brush the shell of his ear.

He shudders as his long fingers trace the purple tattoo on her sternum. "You're covered.” he mutters, as his lips catch the fang tattoo on the right side of her neck, she mewls softly as his stubbled chin scratches her sensitive skin.

"Is that a problem? Sir?" she asks, doing her best to maintain her dominant attitude, but Law is leaving her in shambles as his lips, tongue, and long fingers trace her ink ridden body. He smiles at the sun tattoo that fits perfectly on the space between her hip and ass, knowing full well the only people who ever saw this were the people who got her in this state, his fingers moved down her left leg to cup the back of her knee and hook it onto his hip, he groaned as he repositioned himself inside of her dripping cunt.

“Mm, not at all Little Newgate.” Law let out a horse chuckle, and watched Ame's hand reach out and trace the Ink on his chest. “I admire the love displayed on your skin,” he murmured against her neck as his fingers found Ace written in black letters and cursive on the right side of her hip, the heart shaped flame behind the lettering made his lips curl up into a smile. “I'm so sorry for your loss.” Law whispered, as he kissed up the same side of her neck and jaw.

she shuddered softly at his gentleness. “I appreciate it, But don't bring Ace up when your balls deep inside me… please” Ame chuckled softly, turning her nose to brush against his. Her body was a map of her conquests, maybe he didn't understand all of her subtle references to the vastness of lovers she had taken throughout her life. But he knew each collection of line work and images were made because she fell in love with something so hard, that she had to show it.

“The sun?” He asked, his large hand cupping her ass and causing her to squeak. “That's not from a certain Fishman? No?” He asked, as his lips kissed The tops of her breast, he loved the Whitebeard mark on her chest, it perfectly shaped everything she was and everything she could be, the purple cross literally controlled a room when she wore a low enough shirt, he felt honored He was able to see it in all its glory.

Ame chuckled slightly after a bit of silence, “probably not the one you're thinking of… but yes, that's from a fishman” she said, looking into his brown Eyes.

“Hmm, and this sword behind your ear, I'd recognize that from anywhere… That's Yoru” he muttered as his lips nipped her ear and she let out a shrill gasp. “Where will you put me?” He asked, as his lips trailed her body again, his tongue swirling down the pink bud of her nipples, and his perverted fingers rolling the other one.

“A-ah!” Ame moaned, attempting to speak over the gentle waves of pleasure Law casually washed over her. “Maybe a heart… on my shoulder” she managed.

Law snickered at her answer. “So when I bend you over my desk, I can see how much you love my cock?” Law chuckled lowly. And Ame nodded.

“Or… the back of my knee… right where your hand is… so I can remember how your hands feel” she swallowed, and Law brought his other hand around her throat, his digits gently caressing her skin.

“This… this is nice” he said, admiring his own tattoos on her throat, he shifted inside her once more, his hips dragging out a slow, thrust as she whimpered beneath him. “Oh that's very nice, Miss Newgate.” Her name rolled off his tongue like a lyric, her legs quivered, silently begging for him to drag his cock against her walls once more.

“Law… please… we can talk about tattoos after?” Ame moaned softly, her hands clawing at his shoulders, “If I don't cum, you don't get a piece on my skin” she joked, which caused Law to chuckle.

“If you cum now… i'll never see you again.” He spoke against her lips, Ame whined, still attempting to continue this intimate moment. “I don't want to share you with the rest of the world.” Law muttered, then dragged his hips out again, and snapped them back against hers, she let out another whimper and felt her arousal pooling on her skin, and on the wooden desk below.

“Please Law,” Ame begged as she clawed his tan skin. “I need you so bad.” she shamelessly begged him.

“I wish they could see you now,” Law hummed, trailing kisses down her neck again. “You controlled the room when I first met you, Newgate.” He smiled against her pale flesh… “I could get used to making you melt,” he groaned, as he unwillingly thrust his hips within her again…

“I'm not feeling well, doctor,” Ame chuckled, “I could stay here for further examination.” she smirked.

Law let a dark chuckle rumble in his chest, and his hands pulled her closer. “Oh yes, I'm definitely going to need to keep you overnight for observation.” Law grunted, and started to set a steady pace, rocking his hips against hers. “How does that feel?” he asked between pants.

Ame moaned softly in his ear, as she pressed her exposed chest to his skin, her nipples rubbing against the silver bars that pierced his. “Oh yes,” she cried out “just like that!” She moaned again, Law smirked, as he continued to thrust within her, pulling her leg higher so his cock could comb her deeper. “Fuck, fuck, please don't stop!” Ame begged as she let out short pants.

“Deeper breaths Little Newgate… I want you to last all night,” he grunted as he picked up his pace, causing Ame to scream with pleasure. “That's it Newgate, just like that,” he coached her between his own grunts, and he felt his cock throb inside of her. “I'm close.” he grunted, and maintained his pace.

Ame couldn't speak at this point, she nodded and cried as her orgasm washed over her, and her cunt milked white strings of cum from Law's slender cock, he let out a moan as his hips stuttered against hers, and he road out the end of his orgasm. He pressed his forehead against hers as they both managed to catch their breath. Law held her close, he was determined to keep his cock as warm as possible within her velvet walls. “You're burning up.” Law joked, “I'm definitely going to have to keep you, till the fever subsidies at least.”

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[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Hiya! Something struck me and I was wondering if you have any headcanons about how would the bachelors (from both vanilla and expanded) react to finding out their kid is being bullied/picked on at school or something like that. I'm mostly curious about a certain Expanded's bachelor's reaction, but if I pointed out who, I'm sure you'll figure out who I am, haha. Feel free to answer if you have some for all of the bachelors! If not, sorry to bother you! 🙇‍♀️

I really love your headcanons but I'm very shy to go public, so I'll be anonymous for now.

- From 🌻 Anonymous

Dear anon,

Thank you very much for your question. The news that you like my headcanons warms my soul. But I would also like to point out that you clearly overestimate my abilities if you think that I can recognize you from the selected headcanon candidates. I'm literally like that Patrick meme with a board on his forehead and a hammer. And I have a great desire to write about all the bachelors, dividing them into a vanilla version and SVE mod (for those who are not familiar with mods). Thanks again for the question and enjoy the headcanon.

Sincerely, me. ❤️

(Why the hell am I writing like Elliott?! 🤣)

SDV bachelors react to their child being bullied:

Sam:

Since the Farmer is busy working on the farm today, Sam volunteered to pick up their child from the music club. How happy he was when their kid wanted to "be cool, like daddy!", And such developmental activities will help the kid develop their talents. Sam, all joyful and positive, did not have time to enter the main building of the music house, when he saw his child... crying??? Above them were two older children, apparently also members of the musical club. Sam did not hear the beginning of the conversation, but he distinctly heard how the bullies called his child stipid and said that such a loser would not become a musician. Ok, this is not cool.

The child stopped crying abruptly, and the bullies didn't realize their change of mood until they saw Sam behind. He folded his arms, looked at these punks with a stern look and declared that they were acting like cowards. The bullies immediately calmed down, because they recognized Sam. He is the same young and promising musician who became the idols of many, and, apparently, of these teenagers too. And well, how can you not be ashamed when your idol says that you are a coward and a disappointment. They apologized to Sam, to his child, and promised they wouldn't do it again. Sam let them go in peace, and then winked at his child, letting them know that their cool dad will always come to the rescue.

He picked up his talented kid and invited them to go and buy sweets so that they would not be so upset. The child gladly agreed, forgetting about sadness. Just don't tell the Farmer that he treated you to sweets before dinner, ok? :D

Shane:

Oh, this little bastards. They will regret that they were born.

He had a similar case, when teenagers from big cities teased Jas. He then scared them so much that one even wet his pants. Here, too, he does not take pity on those who even came up with the idea to mock his precious treasure and other children. Of course, he and the Farmer will listen to the whole story from their child, and when they finish the story, it will be even harder for Shane to restrain himself from strangling these little bastards.

The Farmer had not yet had time to call the parents of these hooligans, as Shane had already managed to "visit" these bullies and scare them for good. To Farmer's stern look, Shane swore to Yoba that he hadn't laid a finger on them, only scared them. But still, Shane and Farmer called the director and the parents of the bullies.

Fortunately, the adults turned out to be decent than their naughty children, apologized and promised that this would not happen again. Their kid is no longer bullied at school, and those bullies bypass Shane. That's right!

Harvey:

Harvey is a doctor who has treated not only adults, but also children and teenagers in his life. And given that it is sometimes much more difficult to work with young patients (fear of needles, a frightening atmosphere, or just a whimsical character), Harvey knows a little about child psychology. Well, at least enough for a doctor to calm a crying boy or girl who is terribly afraid of vaccinations, when their parents can’t calm them down on their own. Harvey also knew that this knowledge would be useful to him when he and the Farmer had their own child - both to raise their beloved little one, and for a bully who, for some reason, decided to offend their child. Is this how parents raise their children?

Harvey addressed the bully very calmly, showing no aggression or fear, standing between the bully and his kid. And when the ill-mannered teenager began to sprinkle Harvey with swearing and name-calling, the doctor still remained unperturbed. There was no malice or fear in his eyes, only one emotion: disappointment, and this put the bully in a stupor.

Harvey immediately revealed his trump cards. He began to explain that by bullying children weaker than themselves, they are trying to hide their own vulnerability and weakness, that they are trying to assert themselves. Harvey was able to just destroy all the bully's desire to continue his teasing so much that they stood and cried silently, because everything turned out to be true. But Harvey needed not their tears, but the realization that what they were doing was wrong. He addressed the bully no longer so strictly, because they are still only children. But he insisted that they apologize to their child and promised to improve for the better. So they did.

Harvey smiled and, when the bully left, he took his baby in his arms, listening to their admiration for how they drove the hooligan away. Harvey promised to explain why people sometimes do this, and how to behave if the situation repeats itself.

Elliott:

It is impossible to imagine how many emotions were inside Elliott when he and the Farmer came to the city to pick up a child from a new school, and saw them crying. And when the child said that they were offended by children from older classes, then Elliott was simply filled with rage.

The writer in a gentle voice asked to show with their finger who exactly offended them, and when the hushed kid pointed in the direction of those bullies, even the Farmer did not have time to stop their husband, as Elliott flew like a storm towards those scoundrels. What a scandal he raised, oh my! Elliott, of course, did not swear in front of the children, but given his rich vocabulary, his indignations turned out to be...emotional.

When the Farmer arrived in time with their child, as well as the teachers who stood nearby and heard the scandal, everyone began to calm Elliott. Having dealt with the bullies, with the confidence that the vile brats would no longer offend his child, everyone went home.

Later, when Elliott and his family returned home, he apologized to everyone for how emotionally he reacted to this. Elliott was very much afraid for their preciousness, because bullying is no joke. Bullying at school can push a poor kid into rash acts that Elliott doesn't want to think about. The Farmer understands his partner, and when everyone calmed down at home, Elliott invited their little one to take a walk with him and get some ice cream. As the writer and the child happily weaved ice cream, Elliott asked their little one not to be afraid to talk about bullies and promised that he and the Farmer would always protect them.

Alex:

The beach season is in full swing, and on this beautiful day, the Farmer just has no worries about the farm for today. Therefore, Alex decided that they should definitely spend this wonderful day on the beach. The Farmer gladly agreed to this, and their child generally squealed with joy.

Armed with sunscreen, inflatable sleeves and plastic buckets, the kid sat on the sand and built sand castles while the parents rested nearby and remembered to keep a close eye on their little one. There were a lot of people today, in addition to the usual inhabitants of the Valley, there were also visiting tourists. Alex and his spouse carefully watched the child so as not to lose them in the crowd.

The Farmer was offered to buy snacks at the Saloon, which was a good thing: Alex was a bit hungry. They quickly left in the direction of the institution, leaving their child under the watchful eye of Alex. And as soon as the athlete turned away for a second, he heard a child's cry, which he recognized instantly: their baby was crying near the already destroyed sand castle, when some punk stood and mocked their kid, causing them to even more tears. In vain this bully did so, oh in vain.

Alex with one jerk was near this punk, and with one movement he twisted their right arm. The bully immediately hissed in pain and tried to break free, but how could he compete with the (future) sports champion. At the same time, Alex ordered to apologize for the fact that they mocked their child and destroyed the sand castle, and then, as soon as they apologized, he kicked the ill-mannered punk from the beach with one kick in the ass. Alex didn't understand this at all - okay, he would almost get is if it was another kid, but it's was almost adult.

In the end, Alex nevertheless reassured their baby and offered to build another sand castle together, even better than the previous one. While they were both building a real sand palace and the kid had already forgotten about that unpleasant incident, the Farmer returned to them with snacks and sweets. Their child, with all their joy, ran to the other parent, and Alex thought to himself that if the Farmer had caught this situation, then there would not have been a wet place left from that bully.

Sebastian:

Unfortunately, Sebastian knows very well what it's like to be the victim of bullying. After he and his mom were abandoned by their biological father, no one but Robin protected him from being bullied in elementary school. And even older, due to his shyness, he still endured bullying of his peers, until Sam, with whom they studied together and who became his first real friend, began to protect him.

They have all grown up, and Sebby can already easily defend his honor if he is attacked by all sorts of idiots. And yet, inside him, he uncomfortably shrank when he saw a similar situation again, but this time his child became a victim of bullying. The Farmer and his kid are his happiness, which he was not going to give to anyone, especially to some noobs who thought that they could simply be like brats over the weak like that. He didn't even have to do anything: Sebastian subdued two bullies who looked at him in horror, and simply said: 'Get lost' in such a threatening tone that the bullies immediately ran away, not wanting to test Sebastian's patience.

When Sebby calmed his baby, they both went home. On the way, the young father told the child that he was also often a victim of bullying, and how his mother protected from nasty people, adding that he and the Farmer would also not let anyone offend their treasure.

SVE bachelors react to their child being bullied:

Lance:

Lance recalled his youth, namely those cases when he himself had to defend himself from hooligans and protect others from bullying in his native village. A torn shirt, a busted nose, but a satisfied smirk - that's how Lance remembered himself, peering into his own reflection while his restless parents tried to figure out what happened to their son. Lance was never the initiator of a fight, but he could not just stand and watch how others are humiliated who cannot fight back. And Lance understands that people are different, that there can be more offenders, that the victim, constrained by fear, does not know what to do. And so Lance, even in his youth, considered it his duty to protect the weak.

And if a brave adventurer could come to the aid of anyone who got into such a situation, then what can we say about his own child, still too small to cope with a whole group of hooligans. At the sight of a sword-wielding adventurer, any brat with any leftover convolutions in his brain will retreat instantly. But if there is someone left who wants to be rude to Lance as well, then the pink-haired man will have a short conversation with such persons: he will pull on the ear so hard that the idiot will howl in pain. Lance will not forget to remind them about the honor and how low they are acting, and then with a warning drives the bullies away.

And while his child looked at his father in admiration, Lance had already managed to pick them up in his arms and smiled at the already laughing child. "Need to somehow teach them self-defense", Lance thought to himself, noting that even if his and his spouse’s baby starts to defend themselves, this will not cancel the parents’ concern and they will always come to the rescue.

Victor:

Victor almost choked on his spaghetti when his child said that someone was bullying them at the new school because of their looks. What does it mean "for looks"? Their child has a normal looks, and the usual school uniform. And bullying?! He can't leave it like that!

Victor, seeing the worried face of his baby, reassured them and said that he and the Farmer would not leave them in trouble, because they are their parents and love them very much. The next day, when Victor informed the school principal of the situation, they were all called to the school for a parent-teacher meeting, along with the bully and their parents, to discuss and resolve the conflict.

Victor may seem vulnerable to others, but when the question arises of protecting people dear to him, he will show all his determination to protect his family to the last. To his and Farmer's regret, the little bully's parents turned out to be no better in behavior than their offspring. It is immediately obvious that rich parents, spoiled in childhood, also spoiled their child and now they think that they can do anything. They didn't even show respect to the principal, because "we financially support the school, so shut your mouths." Victor realized that a civilized conversation with them would not work, and decided to make a call, which he put off at the last moment, hoping that he would not need it:

"Mom, can I talk to you for a couple of minutes?"

Enraged (already) grandmother Olivia will literally destroy those who decide to insult her son, his partner and her dear grandchild. And believe me, her hot temperament and connections are enough to make arrogant parents with their spoiled child quieter than a mouse.

The bully did not offend Victor's child anymore, since their parents transferred their capricious child to another school. Although Victor sadly thinks that it would be better if they had gained intelligence and patience. Oh well, their child is safe, and he and the Farmer will be laughing for a long time at the faces of those upstarts when Olivia put them in their place. Their child squeaks with joy that their dad and Farmer are brave and kind, and Granny Olivia is cool!

Magnus:

To say that Magnus was furious would be an understatement. And who would not be furious in his place - he saw from the window of his tower how someone wanted to throw rocks at the child. His child!

Magnus figured a day out in nature would be good for his little one, and the Farmer let them go, with the promise that their dear husband would keep an eye on their treasure. To which Magnus pretended to be offended and kissing his spouse, swore an oath that he would protect the child like the apple of the Eye. Everything was going well, Magnus was reading another book with spells in the yard, and the kid was looking at insects and flowers nearby.

And as soon as Magnus left for literally one minute to pick another book, he heard unkind voices with a touch of causticity. Quickly going to the window, he saw that some teenagers, not local (thank Yoba Jas, Vincent and Leo were well-mannered and good children). One of them pushed the baby onto the grass, and the second wanted to throw a rock at them. To which Magnus teleported with lightning speed and stood between the child and the bullies.

These brats dropped all the items from their hands when they saw a tall man in purple robes, from whom streams of magical energy emanated. Magnus glared at them, letting them know that if he wanted to, he would incinerate these assholes with fire. He wouldn't do that, of course, because Ministry rules and all, but hooligans don't need to know that, right?.

Rasmodius just raised his hand as the teenagers immediately ran away, frightened at the possibility of experiencing the wizard's wrath. After making sure that everything was fine with the child, he took them to the tower, reassuring them that they would never see these bad people again, and that Magnus would immediately come to the rescue. In the meantime, Magnus will treat them some magic rock candy and let them go out on the yard again, watching his precious child even more closely.

#stardew valley #sdv #stardew valley expanded #sve #sdv farmer #sdv sam #sdv harvey #sdv sebastian #sdv alex #sdv elliott #sdv shane #sve victor #sve lance #sdv wizard #sdv rasmodius #sve magnus #sdv headcanons #sve headcanons #this post is long holy shit #didn't realize that

[lutawolf]

I Will Knock You Episode 9 D/s point outs

I'm back!!! @thequeenofsastiel and I will be covering another episode for you guys. You can find her post here. The master post here.

These fucking teases, forcing us to sit through all that empty box suspense. Yeah! Can't he just join group 1!? I'm sorry Thi that you have an asshole friend. Look at Noey's fam though. Big support.

Noey is totally going to kick Phayu's ass, and is it bad that I'm here for it? Okay, so notice that Thi actually tried to order Noey. You see that facial expression. I'm rolling, you guys. Rolling! He didn't even bother to answer him. He didn't get mad, but he didn't answer either. "I'm sleeping in here." He's pushing right past his sub's boundary, but you've got to understand that it's not a hard boundary and this is more about Thi's nervousness at the whole situation than an objection to Noey. He even calls him out. "We've already slept together before. What is there to be shy about."

Then he brings up ghosts! Hilarious! Notice he asks if he can, cuddle. Then he only cuddles when there is no clear objection. This honestly has all the show casings of a No Kink. Like no, but I'm not going to shove you away and you could possibly convince me. Phayu is totally going to get his ass kicked.

"Don't let me see you go anywhere with him." Hard line and command. His face and body language says it all. "What are you talking about?" "I'll give you a smack!" This reminds me of the apartment when Noey tells him that he has two minutes and that's it. Noey will punish. Still, he takes care of his submissive. He brought Thi his stuff. And there is the Sadist, asking if Thi wants to shower together. Offering to wash his hair. Teasing his man. Love it!

I love Noey's group. I'm totally ghost shipping Tong and Thiw. Furthermore, I love the way Noey put the tag on for Thi. Even if he wasn't gentle about it. You can really see the age in little things like that. You can already start to see the balancing of Noey since being with Thi. He listens better and in general has grown so much.

Look at Noey serving his baby! I love how Noey's fam is just watching like the live slug. 🤣🤣🤣 Look how Thi pauses to look at Noey. Did you miss that, because I didn't. The kid is like, dude, take the fork. Hahaha Noey!!! Phayu, you deserved it. Okay, so Thi calls Noey out on not being nice to Phayu, but notice the language. "Noey, refer to Phayu in a good way for once. He's still your senior." In none of that is he referring or referencing himself. He is actually distancing himself from Phayu with that sentence.

Noey however, had already told Thi to leave Phayu alone and all he is hearing, is Thi defending Phayu. So yeah, that little head push is punishment. Which Thi recognized. Noey wasn't even being that rough. Was just reminding Thi who he belonged to. Shocked the shit out of a few people, though. He is trying to tell and show that he treasures his submissive. Thi is hearing him. Then here comes dumbass. I think it's fair he beats him up. Dumbass was trying to publicly embarrass him. He would have deserved it. Tell him Thiw! Tell him! I honestly think he deserves the ass whooping.

Now, Thi could sit anywhere. Everyone has brought up the age thing, but look where he is sitting. Right next to Noey. Noey scolds Thi, but he takes care of him. He's scolding because he's made. He really is upset that Thi isn't putting enough distance between him and Phayu. Doms are tricky. I can Dom a long-standing friend, typically even if they have a Dom. Say @dayummmdorisss got into a relationship with a Dom. She still recognizes me as a Dom because there is a friendship history there, but her Dom's commands would of course top me. There is also no romance there. Whereas Phayu is stepping on Noey's toes. We're possessive and won't accept that.

Noey is a smooth operator. Sliding in those comments to Thi. Then Thi tries to argue about taking a nap and Noey isn't having it. Even smacks his leg as punishment. Going and getting what Thi needs to be more comfortable. This is a Dom guys. Cares for his submissive. Treats his submissive as a treasure, but is still a Dom.

Here is the Sadist. Making fun of his snoring. Then teasing him about holding all night. Love it! Okay, so the finger point and the threat to smack. Just let Noey know where the hard lines are. Noey wasn't bothered at all and continued to tease.

When Noey tells Thi to come over. Thi comes over. It was a clear command that left no other choice, and Thi obeyed. OMG, look at the patience that Noey is learning. I'm so fucking proud of him. He is growing leaps and bounds. And not to mention Thi! Thi who used to get embarrassed and shy about everything. He is dancing without thought to anyone but his Dom.

Noey is front and center helping Thi when he needs to talk. He knows how Thi is, and he's fully there and supportive. The playfulness! Ahh, The playfulness! Love it.

That's it for this episode. I'm a little worried about the next one. Hope you guys enjoyed! 💜💜💜

#i will knock you #i will knock you series #noey x thi #noey watphlu #luta opinions #luta talks kink #i will knock you kink

[marenwithanm]

Oh!! What headcanons/plans do you have about Wood's family? And/or Who was the hardest to design?

Hi thanks for the ask! I don't really plan on going into Wood's family and such during the actual comic, so I'm happy to lore dump it all right now 🤣 he's probably the one who I've thought the most about for this question, because there's literally nothing to go off of. Also I got another ask for question 9 (which is asking about all of the links families) so I'll go into my thoughts on the other Link's families there.

So Wood was a normal kid you could find anywhere, living in a small village. (I can't decide if I want that to be on the outskirts of Hyrule or not even in Hyrule in the first place). He had parents who worked hard to provide for him and his little baby sister. His dad was a wood worker, and made the little play sword he still carries around (so Wood is quite attached to it. Sure would be a shame if it were to, oh I don't know, snap in half one day 😈) One day, while he was out playing, Ganon's armies raided the town. It went a little something like this:

Wood survived, of course, but the head trauma combined with the emotional trauma left him with spotty memories. He's been wandering around since, mostly just trying to stay alive in the monster infested wilderness. Until one day, he runs into the Princess's nursemaid, Impa, and is tasked with saving the land of Hyrule.

So basically Wood did have a family, but he can't really remember that fact beyond some blurry faces and a feeling of warmth. In between the first game and Adventure of Link, I think he spends some time trying to remember where he came from, and maybe even finds the ruins of that village, but that's a story for another time. It does make his fight against Ganon a bit more... personal than he first realized 🤣

Aaaaanyways, onto who was the hardest to design. I tend to stick pretty closely to the base designs of the Links (which is part of why I think other ppl's links meet aus are so cool how do y'all come up with such neat designs????) but if I had to chose someone it would probably be our ✨Mysterious Figure✨. But I can't talk about him yet so second hardest would probably be Rock. There are two toon links in Little Links (wind waker and minish cap), and I didn't want either to just look like the stock toon link design.

(plot twist, this one is neither minish cap or wind waker link, its spirit tracks link! and unless you're a mega nerd and notice that the line art being colored is a spirit tracks thing (and maybe the belt being grey and the shield design, there's really no way to tell lol. So, you can see why I wanted to stay away from that)

Ocean was easy, just put him in his outset outfit and you're done. But Rock was a bit harder since he doesn't have any alternate outfits in game. I ended up going with a blacksmith apron and long sleeved shirt and pants in the toon link colors. I like his design, but I do sometimes worry he isn't recognizable as Minish Cap Link on his own. But to be fair to me, the only way you can recognize Minish Cap Link even in offical art is with Ezlo on his head and I can't exactly do that here since its before everyone's adventures, so I think I did just fine. As for everyone else's designs I really just took their offical art and in game designs into account. Like Pinkie's red shoes are just from alttp Link's sprite

Ocean has a bracelet because he has one in wind waker and I extrapolated from there.

I do kind of wish I had done something fun with Wood's eyes, since his loz 1 sprite has dual colored green and brown eyes, but oh well its too late now.

Also, sorry this answer took so long, I wanted to include a bit of art but its my spring break right now so its been a hectic (but fun) week

#little links #loz #link #links meet au #not comic #ask #wood #rock #boot

[destinyc1020]

I'm really trying very HARD to understand why some fans want Tom to deliberately NOT attend an awards show for which he's an actual nominee (and DESERVEDLY so), JUST so that he can sit at home and sulk like some big baby JUST because some critics didn't give his series TCR an "excellent" score?

"Oh yea, that will show them!!" 😤

I'm sorry y'all, but I don't think that's quite the flex some of you all think it is lol. Rofl 😅 🤣

Like you said.... this is a WORK event... And as you mentioned, this is the PREFECT opportunity for Tom to network, hobnob, and rub shoulders with some of the most powerful people in Hollywood. Why shouldn't he take this chance? 😁 He's actually nominated!

I don't understand how some of you all think tbh.... 🤦🏾‍♀️

Unless Tom has a pre-planned vacation or an important family obligation that prevents him from attending, I don't see anything wrong with Tom attending the Critics Choice Awards. 🤷🏾‍♀️

I actually think he should go! 😃 Tom worked very HARD on TCR, and now he's being recognized for his hard work. I thought this is what some of you all wanted?? 🥴

Whether he actually takes home the award is not the point. The point is, this is a great opportunity for him, and an honor to even be nominated. 😁

He might also get nominated for other awards for TCR in the future. We'll have to see!

#cleaning out my inbox 📥

[greensagephase]

Hi!!!

Well, I only have a few ideas about Miguel and Pavitr, but the thought of the two of them just makes me giggle. Here are some of my ideas:

1- If Pav had been the first one to join the Spider-Society, I could totally see him asking if he will ever grow fangs HAHAHAHA. The look on Miguel would be priceless. I can picture him like "Hey... so... do you know if I will ever get fangs? Because I have a date in two weeks and..."

2- They would have a competition over who can tolerate spice the most. Miguel would lose, and he would never be over it, but he just can't compete with Pavitr in this. To make matters worse, Pavitr would have been against the competition at first, but oh well, Miguel insisted for some reason (probably Lyla teased him), and Pav got competitive in the middle of it

3- Pav would call Miguel "Señor Miguel" without apparent reason. He just... started calling him that one day, and it stuck. Miguel likes it, but Jess teases him about so he pretends he doesn't

4- Pav would learn whatever Spanish he can from Miguel, even copying his accent. His pronunciation is surprisingly good as well. Miguel thought he was mocking him at first, but later found out Pav was just trying to impress his girlfriend by speaking Spanish

5- I think Pav would admire Miguel's intelligence. He just loves how organized and strategic Miguel and wishes he could be more like that. Miguel, on the other hand, feels at ease with how transparent Pav is, but he has conflictive emotions about his spontaneity. He likes it, but sometimes Pav can be reckless, and it gets on his nerves (in a good way, he is just worried about him) Miguel also learns to recognize when Pav is about to improvise in a fight and every time he does Miguel prays that it's a good idea and nothing too bad happens. He also admires how Pav can get along with basically anyone, but he won't tell him that obviously

6- Miguel once was about to make a joke about tea, but Lyla stopped him before he could say anything.

And that's basically it haha. I've been learning to draw Miguel so I can bring these to life, but that will have to wait a bit more. At least I already learned how to draw Miguel's face, so that's something

Anyway, I love your stories so much! And I'm sorry I something feels odd in my writing. English isn't my first language, and it's been a while since I've been in a class. All my knowledge of the English language comes from the internet now, haha

Omg, the fangs headcannon had me audibly giggling at 7am this morning when I read over this before I had to head out!!! The fangs 🤣 No, because I can imagine the way this would go. I can see Miguel, after explaining some things to Pav, asking, "Do you have any questions?" And Pav nodding (he's been thinking about it the entire time), but wondering if it would be rude to ask, but eventually he really wants to know, so he asks the question!! Can you imagine Lyla DYING of laughter? Miguel just stares at Pav, processing the question. Out of everything he said, Miguel thought Pav would be asking things about the multiverse, but no. "Ayy, mijo, no, you're not getting fangs." Miguel holds back from pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration (not at Pav but just like, he didn't think this would be a question for some reason). "This seems to be something only I have. At least from what I've seen." Pav proceeds to look relieved 🤣 and Miguel decides not to let him see the talons for a few days until there's more members so Pav won't be worried about them!!

Haha, the spice competition!! I've never had the opportunity to try Indian food (I really want to but I live in a somewhat remote and small area so I don't have any Indian food restaurants nearby), but I've read that Indian food is on another level of spiciness!! Miguel not getting over it, omg, imagine the grumpy face he must have had (after he recovered) and Pav feeling a little bad about it. Also, Lyla definitely teased Miguel into it. Can you imagine her teasing him about it every now and then? 🤣

Señor Miguel omg - wait, I can see Pav doing this out of politeness!! Because you know, you're supposed to show respect to the elders, so he decides to do it in Spanish. Ok, I love this one so much for some reason!! (We really need this duo - SONY, I BEG YOU!!!)

Pav learning Spanish from Miguel (I definitely think his pronunciation would be amazing!!!) To impress Gayatri 🥺 Do you think Miguel would find it endearing when he realizes? But also, can you imagine Pav learning so much that they begin to have a lot of conversations in Spanish?

Omg, the one with them admiring each other!! I love this one SO MUCH!! Miguel growing worried about Pav every time he decides to be spontaneous, omg 🥺 I wholeheartedly believe Miguel is like this with all the young members, but he doesn't show it these days because of everything that happened

The last headcannon, haha!! I can see this happening with the Miguel from before the events of Gabriella - when Miguel was witty (like in the ITSV credit scene), but Lyla definitely stopped him. She'd probably be like, "Miguel, don't. Just trust me on this one."

I LOVED all these headcannons!!! Thank you so much for sharing them with me!!! 🥹As to bringing them to life - I can't wait to see them!!!! I hope you're drawing is going well!! And I'm so happy that you've learned to draw Miguel's face!! I've also started to draw (because of Miguel), so I understand it's a learning process and wish you the best of luck!! As to your English, don't worry my friend!! Your English is fantastic!!!❤️ And thank you for the support on my writing, it truly means so much to me!! I hope you're doing well, and that you have a lovely day/night!!!

#asked and answered

[starsfic]

Here's a spicynoodle prompt:

So have you ever seen this video were a man after surgery is so hopped up on drugs that he doesn't recognize his own wife and immediately starts flirting with them?

Then theirs this absolute look of shock on their face when wife tells them their married🤣

Like: " OMG! Your hot! Are you a model? Wanna go out tonight"?

Wife: "Sweetie, we're already married"

Husband: "Wait, seriously"?!

Wife: "Yup"

Husband: "And you said Yes"?!!

So how would ether MK or Red react to the other acting goofy and flirting with them while under meds ?

(Bonus: Mei is in the background recording, for memories😆)

I already did Red in this, so...

"WHERE IS HE?!"

Long Xiaojiao didn't jump at the yell that echoed through the hall. Although several nurses did. She sent them a "Sorry." as Red stormed up. "Red, he's fine. Pigsy just wanted him to get checked out just in case."

The reason Pigsy wanted Qi Xiaotian checked out at urgent care was due to Xiaotian sustaining a nasty cut from a tiger demon. He had claimed his claws were poisoned, plus the cuts were bigger than what a first aid kit could do. Even if Xiaotian had sped up healing. Xiaojiao had come with him and had made sure to text Red.

And now they were here.

"Well, how is he?!" Red demanded.

"I dunno." Xiaojiao shrugged. Sparks flew off Red's hair and she patted his head. The sparks sputtered to a stop. "They said they would come get us when Xiaotian's done."

"Uh...are you two with Mr. Qi?"

Speak of fate.

"Yes!" Red said before Xiaojiao could say yes. The doctor at least looked calm at having a worried fire demon in his face. In fact, he looked amused. "I'm his partner. Is he alright?! Was it bad?"

"No, no, don't worry. We did have to use painkiller on him, so he didn't feel anything from the poison, but all he needed were a few stitches." The doctor gestured for them to follow. Xiaojiao trailed behind as Red followed the doctor with an intense look.

They were led to a room. The doctor paused before pushing it open. "I must warn you, he's been very chatty. Don't worry, the medicine will wear off." And then the door opened.

"XIAOJIAO!"

A nurse was pulling away from Xiaotian, who had a wide, goofy grin. "Hey, it's my buddy- OMG!" His eyes were locked onto Red. The demon paused, raising a brow. "You're hot!" Wait... Xiaojiao felt a smirk form as she pulled out her phone. Xiaotian paid no mind as Red approached. "Are you a model? Wanna go out tonight?"

Red let out a snort of laughter, his worry seeming to fade. "Noodle Boy, we're already married."

"Wait, seriously?!"

Red nodded, scooping up Xiaotian. "Yup. Been together for two years now."

Xiaojiao burst into laughter at the shocked "And you said yes?!"

#my writing #Spicynoodles #Spicynoodleshipping #LMK #Monkie Kid #LEGO Monkie Kid #Long Xiaojiao #Red Son #Qi Xiaotian #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #prompt fill #prompt fic

[mickimomo]

A Crack Ship Snippet

M'Baku × Everett × Namor

I have no idea how I feel about this cardboard ship I built, lol. I tend to be on the ship, and sometimes, I get off. Anyways. Like always. The discord boosted my head up, and I did it. 🫶🏾 Here's a picture of all of us. 🤣 nsfw-ish fanfic

It all started with a request to the bartender as Everett settled on the stool.

"Ah. Hey? Do you guys have any foreign liquors or-"

"Of course, the only white man in all of Wakanda would come up and ask for something foreign." The bartender scoffed.

"Well there's Bucky-"

"The White Wolf does not ask for something from abroad."

Ross opened his mouth for a moment before sighing. "I'm sorry. Do you have any suggestions or recommendations...?"

"You look like a fruity drink with an umbrella kind of guy."

"Ah-"

"Am I right?"

"Well- not fully. I do enjoy a Jameson on the rocks from time to time-"

"Oh manly. Such a manly man with his Irish whiskey." He scoffed.

"So you do have foreign liquor-?"

"You're in Wakanda! We are an advanced nation! Of course we have foreign liquor!" The man frowned. "But why would you come to Wakanda and order something you can get anywhere in the world instead of getting something you can only get here?"

"I- uh- I didn't think-"

"Oh, calm down, colonizer. I'll make you something nice." The bartender chuckled as he stopped polishing a shot glass and set it down in front of him. "Let's get some Wakandan vodka in you while I work on that, mm?"

"Sounds like a plan." He offered a small smile.

"Good." They poured him a shot. "This stuff right here is incredible. We call it the Heart of Wakanda."

Everett eyed the clear liquor. "Why?"

"It's made with the dead leaves of the heart-shaped herb."

"Is that safe for me to drink?"

"Yes. I'm not out here handing out mugs of absinthe." He chuckled. "Drink." He gestured to the glass.

Everett eyed the glass skeptically before picking it up and downing it.

It had a bitterness that rivaled cough syrup and black licorice, causing him to choke and nearly gag as it raced down his throat.

"Are you sure that isn't absinthe!?"

"I'm sure."

"That was awful." He groaned.

The bartender chuckled. "Don't worry. The next drink will be better."

"Ugh." He groaned as he wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Do you have any citrus slices? Preferably an orange?"

He was slid a tangerine and watched the bartender start working on his drink with a sigh.

This wasn't exactly what he had asked for, but it would do.

He grabbed the fruit up and began to pick at it, eager to cleanse his palette.

That is until a large hand smacked his back before sliding around to squeeze his shoulder.

"What are you doing over here by yourself, colonizer?"

Ross sighed when he recognized the Jabari king's voice moments after being hit with a wave of his cologne. "Hiding from you."

"Hiding from me?" He chuckled before pulling away to sit beside him. "You are one of the only two white men in Wakanda right now. You cannot hide from me without leaving the nation."

"Well, I'm a wanted man, so I can't leave."

"Then you cannot hide." He grinned.

"He could always come to Talokan."

They both turned to look at Namor, who had chosen to sit on the opposite side of the dazed American.

"You would let a colonizer into Talokan?"

"He is an ally. However, I would not hesitate to kill him if he caused any issues." He offered a warm smile to the Jabari king before looking down at Everett. "But you wouldn't give me a reason to need to kill you, right?"

Everett parted his lips in shock before refocusing on his tangerine. "No!" He frowned. "I have no idea why either of you are talking to me." He huffed as he began to pick at the fruit's skin. "I'm off the clock. There's no need to be near me."

"I can go wherever I wish. This is Wakanda." M'Baku nudged him. "If I wish to annoy you while you pout over a tangerine, I will."

"I am not pouting."

"Then why are you struggling to peel it?" Namor arched a brow as his eyes began to darken. "Do you have enslaved people to peel them for you?"

"Enslaved what-? No!" Everett panicked under the god king's gaze. "I'm just used to eating chopped fruit from the store. Where employees chop up the fruit and sell it or a business sells pre-chopped fruit... or processed fruit cups...and have you ever been to a grocery store?"

Namor shook his head slowly.

"I need to show you a picture of one or a video. They're really nice. I think you'd like it and-"

"-you're rambling."

His face burned in embarrassment. "Sorry."

The king turned his head before looking to the bartender. "Give me whatever you gave him." He pointed at the empty shot glass.

"Me too." M'Baku raised a hand as the bartender abandoned the cocktail shaker he was shaking.

Everett fumbled with the tangerine as the two men were served their shots of liquor.

M'Baku took it with ease and Namor took it with a low grunt.

Both were better than his suppressed retching and cries for citrus.

It was hard not to feel insecure when sitting between them.

They were attractive.

Big.

Strong.

Revered.

Wise.

And he was....

not.

The two big men watched him struggle in silence until he managed to break the skin of the fruit with his short, blunt nails. He peeled off the peel with skilled fingers before inspecting the naked fruit. He pulled a wedge from the veined sphere and popped it into his mouth before glancing up at the two kings.

They were both watching him intently.

He furrowed his eyebrows after swallowing. "Oh...uh...did you guys...want a slice?" He held another wedge up and glanced between them.

Namor grabbed his wrist and pulled it close before he ate it out of his hand.

Everett could only stare as the king chewed.

"What.... why did you do that...?"

Namor looked at him. "You offered it."

"To place it in your hand."

"It is not an offense to be fed. Is it?"

"Well no... but it's awkward."

M'Baku arched a brow. "You're just sharing food."

"Maybe I'm thinking too hard about it."

"Well feed me. I can make it awkward."

"No! Feed yourself."

"Come on. Don't tell me the little mouse is scared."

"I'm not scared."

"Then feed me."

"I will if you promise not to make it weird."

"Make it weird?"

"No moaning or anything strange."

"You have to earn my moans." M'Baku chuckled. "I do not moan for free."

"Good." Everett exhaled before grabbing another wedge and holding it out to the Jabari king. "Here."

He ate it out of his hand before inspecting his empty shot glass. "Mm. This really cuts the bitterness." He murmured.

"Yeah." Everett fed himself another wedge. "I originally wanted an orange, but a tangerine works pretty well." He fed Namor another before working on pulling another wedge free. "It's better than the cuties and halos I used to grab at the store."

"What are those?" Namor arched a brow as he watched Ross feed M'Baku another wedge.

"Genetically modified fruits. They have soft skin, so that it's easier to peel."

"Oh. Is that why you struggled?" He arched a brow before grabbing his hand to inspect his nails.

"Maybe."

"Your hands are very soft and scar-free." He furrowed his eyebrows as he trailed a thumb over his palm.

"Well, I'm not a warrior. I was a pilot before I became an agent." He shrugged. "We use guns. Not spears."

"Which is why you are weak and fragile."

"Well, if we had vibranium bullets. I think we'd give you a run for your money."

"And that is why I despise the surface world." Namor let go of his hand before asking the bartender for another shot.

"What? Because we don't use spears and fists?!"

"Because you are greedy and destructive."

"Says the man who wants to burn the surface world to ground-"

"-because you are greedy and destructive!"

"Well, riddle me this, what came first? The chicken or the egg!?" Ross frowned as he watched the bartender pour the king another shot.

"God."

"That wasn't an option!"

"But it is true."

Ross puffed his cheeks in frustration as the king downed the shot before taking his last tangerine wedge.

"You're difficult."

"And you're easy."

Ross rolled his eyes. "I don't know how you're drinking that stuff like it's water."

"I like it. It's different." He shrugged before looking at the glass. "I wonder how it's made."

"The Heart of Wakanda is made in the Temple of Bast." M'Baku offered.

"Really?"

"Yeah." M'Baku nodded. "It's made similarly to vodka, where you ferment a grain pulp. But, the dead leaves of the heart-shaped herb are incorporated during fermentation." He looked up to see Namor and Everett listening intently, slightly flustered by his own intellectual gushing. "My cousin oversees the process. That's why I know so much." He offered a small smile.

"Oni?" Everett tilted his head.

"Yeah." He smiled. "Production stopped after Killmonger burned all of our plants, and Oni was cast into exile. So, now that she is back and the plants are flourishing again, we have the Heart of Wakanda back."

"Literally and figuratively." Everett offered as he recalled just how important the vessel of Bast was to the people of Wakanda.

"Mhm." He nodded.

"Does each Tribe of Wakanda have their own special liquor?"

"Kind of." M'Baku smiled. "There are several liquors made here in Wakanda. We have plum wines, other fruit wines, and floral wines. Herbal vodkas." He wiggled his shot glass. "Creamy liquors, which come from the Jabari Lands. There's so much... I couldn't possibly list them all."

"Hm." Everett nodded before looking to the talokanil king. "What about Talokan?"

"We have a variety as well...some from our ancestors and newer ones we've had to cultivate in our new home." He offered a warm smile. "We have one made with fermented maize. One with kelp. And sweeter liquors made from cocoa, chilies, or fruit."

"Really?"

"Yes. We usually go for something thick with heat so that it keeps you warm. Talokan is cold because it is so far below." His eyes seemed to sparkle as he spoke of his kingdom. "But we wash it down with something sweet and creamy so that your mouth isn't burning from the chilies."

"Sounds good."

"I'll have to bring some liquor back next time. It is quite delicious."

"I'll have to bring something from the mountains as well."

Everett nodded before smiling as the bartender slid him three drinks.

"Alright." The man leaned against the counter. "I figured I'd treat you to a little drink tour, since no one's really given you a taste of Wakanda in terms of liquor." He pointed a finger at the first drink. "Here's a plum margarita. They're made with Wakandan grown plums that are gathered by the Temple of Bast. It's sweet, fruity, floral, and refreshing." He hummed before circling a finger over it. "Rimmed with salt and garnished with thyme." He moved his hovering finger over the second drink. "This drink is called the Melon Trifecta. It's named after a popular icee flavor sold here in Wakanda. It features three different melons by layering liquor-based slushies. I think you'll like it. It kinda looks like a rainbow sorbet. But three different melons." He huffed before pointing at the last drink. "This last one is called the First Sunrise of Wakanda. Basically centering around the first sunrise after Bashenga united Wakanda. It's got the Heart of Wakanda in it diluted with fruity syrups of different densities. Creating the perfect ombre." He clapped his hands together. "Enjoy."

"Thanks!" Everett smiled before looking at his drinks with glee. He grabbed the first drink, took a sip, and grinned. "Wow. That's good." He slid it to M'Baku. "Try it."

He took a sip before nodding in approval as he slid it to Namor. "I told you, the plums are phenomenal."

Namor nodded in agreement as he took a sip. "The salt keeps it from being too sweet."

"Yeah." Everett grinned before grabbing the second drink and taking a sip. "Ok. This is the best thing I've ever had in my entire life."

"We need to take you to the icee place in the market area then." M'Baku snorted.

"It doesn't taste like fake fruit or candy. It literally tastes like melons." The American gushed as he took another sip.

"Welcome to Wakanda."

Namor pulled the glass away once he managed to suck half of the drink away through a straw, ignoring the small man's pout.

The king took a sip before nodding and offering it to M'Baku.

He shook his head. "I don't really like melons. They taste like sweet cucumbers."

Everett chuckled. "They don't taste like sweet cucumbers."

"Yes, they do, and that's why I don't eat melons."

"Well, you could try it."

"And still hate it."

"It tastes good to me." He hummed as he plucked his cup from Namor's hand and took a sip.

"Well, let's see if it's better with you." M'Baku grabbed his jaw and pushed his tongue into his mouth.

His tongue was cool and tasted strongly of plums. A tangy sweetness that cut through the sweet and refreshing melon liquor that floated in his mouth.

Before he could swallow, M'Baku robbed him of his drink before breaking the kiss with a soft hum.

Namor caught the cup as he dropped it and took another sip as Ross slowly came back to his senses and smacked at the chuckling king.

"Wha- hey! You drank my drink out of my mouth- and then you kissed me!" His voice went up three octaves as he finished the sentence.

"Maybe I do like melons." He ignored him.

"What!? Wait- really?" He smiled. "See. I told you it was good."

"Mhm."

Namor grabbed him by the jaw. "I want to try it too."

"Huh-"

"Sip."

"What? No. I'm not a shot glass."

Namor sighed and put down the glass before crushing their lips together.

Ross was stunned.

How drunk were they!?

And why wasn't anyone saying anything about them making out at the bar!?

Was this the norm!?

His train of thought was broken as the king's tongue slipped into his mouth.

His face burned as he kissed back shyly.

This wasn't supposed to happen, but he didn't hate it.

The king was even allowing him to pull him closer.

His breath hitched as M'Baku pulled him back by his hair, ending their kiss with a sting that made him moan.

"Look at you." He huffed. "You can't reward him so quickly, Fish man. He must work for it."

Namor scoffed. "Fine. Let's finish these drinks then."

The Jabari king released the silver-haired man. "Alright."

Everett was so red, it wasn't even funny.

But, if they wanted to play.

He could play.

Everett gently plucked the melon trifecta cup from Namor's hand again before finishing the drink. Namor shook his head before watching him grab the third drink.

"Perhaps you should slow down." He offered.

"While sitting with you two? No thanks."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm tired of feeling tense." Everett groaned as he lifted the drink. "I'm trying to get as loose as fucking possible."

"If you wanted to relax, all you had to do was ask." M'Baku chuckled as he sipped on his abandoned plum margarita. "I wouldn't mind helping."

"I literally came to the bar to get away, and the two of you hunted me down anyways." He frowned. "This is as close to a getaway as I'm going to get."

Namor laughed softly. "I think I enjoy your honesty when you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk. I'm just a little buzzed."

"What's the difference?"

He twirled a finger in the air. "Shit isn't spinning yet."

Namor hid his smile behind his hand. "Yet."

"I wonder if that'll be too strong for you." M'Baku tilted his head as he examined the third drink. "Most people can't endure more than one shot worth of the Heart of Wakanda."

"Aj K'uk'ulkan did."

"I know you did not just try to compare yourself to the fish man."

"They call it liquid courage for a reason." He smiled. "I can take anything. Maybe I'm super powerful, too."

The two kings watched him take two gulps of the sunrise drink before he had to put his head down in defeat.

That drink had definitely humbled him.

He hadn't really paid it much mind before, but the room was definitely getting hotter the more he drank, and his vision was slowly becoming altered.

Was the world spinning now?

He peeked up before squeezing his eyes shut.

Fuck.

It was.

The room was sweltering hot, and everything kinda had a pinkish purple aura that sparkled too.

Well.

He peeked up again.

Only M'Baku and Namor sparkled.

And why were they staring at him like that?

Were they drunk or buzzed?

Or did they want another kiss?

Fuck.

Why did they look so handsome?

Handsome?

His mind was spinning and fuzzy, almost as if Cupid had stabbed him in the back when he wasn't looking.

Maybe cupid had, because why else would he want to crawl into M'Baku's lap and beg him to see if melons tasted gross if it was in his mouth again?

What other reason could have him eager to snog Namor?

"Oh fuck." He groaned as he felt pants grow tight at the idea.

He needed to calm down.

Maybe get out?

Touch some grass?

Feel the cold air outside of this crowded place.

M'Baku would probably entertain the idea for a good laugh, but Namor would definitely kill him if they went further than drunk kissing.

At the end of the day, he was just an advisor to the Wakandan council who specialized in American politics and the ploys of the outside world.

There could never be anything.

Not even an experimental fling.

His eyes stung with tears at the thought.

This was beginning to feel frustrating.

He was touch starved and in dire need of relief.

But no one would ever give it here.

Shit, he could hardly get anything back in the States since his divorce.

"Damn it." He mumbled as a few tears fell down his face.

"Are you crying?" Namor blinked at the white man.

"No." Everett hid his face as the god king tried to catch a peek.

"So you're an emotional drunk?" M'Baku chuckled.

"No."

"Then why are you crying?"

"I doon't want to taaalk abouut it." He huffed.

"That acted faster on you than I thought it would." The Jabari king rubbed his back before finishing off the margarita. "Hang in there, little mouse."

"Fuck you. I'm perfectly fine."

"Don't be rude. You are sitting amongst kings." Namor yanked his head up by his hair. "Even if you're drunk, you should act respectfully."

The sting up his hair being pulled was delightful, pulling a soft moan from his lips before he smacked away his hand.

"Don't touch me."

"You moaned." He stated as he looked him over.

"Yeah. Well. Everything looks pink and sparkly, and I'm a little buzzed." Ross huffed. "So, it didn't mean anything. Just like those tipsy ass kisses."

"I told you." M'Baku chuckled. "You're a little mouse. You can't hold liquor well."

"I caaaaannnn." He huffed as he tried to fix his hair. "Wakandan liquor is strooong, but at least I'm nooot nauseous."

"Your face is all pink." Namor pointed out. "And your words are starting to slur. I wasn't aware you had such a filthy mouth."

"It's always beeeeeen filthy. I just keeeeeep it clean around you because you're scary and yoooou can't take a fucking joke."

M'Baku laughed. "He's not wrong."

"He's not wrong until I'm dragging his drunk ass out of here and putting his mouth to use."

"I'm just a little buzzed." He groaned as the god king grabbed his jaw and looked him over. "Stop saaaaying I'm drunk."

"What's my name, little mouse?"

"Aj K'-" Everett didn't get past the first K without his tongue struggling to form the rest of the sounds to complete it.

Fuck.

Why was the Heart of Wakanda so strong?

And why was K'uk'ulkan touching him again?

"Stop fucking touching me, damn it."

He smacked the king's touch away with a frown before shivering under his darkening gaze.

That shiver made Namor chuckle as he got up and downed the rest of his sunrise drink before licking his lips. "Let's take you out for some fresh air."

"Noooooo. I'm fine. Seeee?"

Everett got up, and Everett fell down with a hard thud.

M'Baku couldn't refrain from laughing as he got up and scooped the drunk man off the floor. "You are not fine."

"I'm fiiiiine. Put me down, you big beefy bitch."

"Oh, that mouth of yours is more fun than I realized." M'Baku smacked his ass as he began to carry the tipsy man out of the establishment with Namor not too far behind.

"It bites too."

Namor laughed. "Good."

And Scene!

So, that's kinda what I've been imagining. But it could definitely become more explicit... if I wrote more. What are y'all thinking?!? Is this deserving of more?!? or...? 👀

#namor x ross x m'baku #namor x everett x m'baku #m'baku #namor #everett ross #crack ship #what is shame? #tipsy #you big beefy bitch #he curses like sailor while drunk even though he's a pilot #oni daughter of zuri #black panther oc #the sun and the sky au #is this flirting or chaos

[ell-vellan]

Ooh for the WIP game!! Bull introduces El to Zevran.... and Untitled Document 😈

So as it turns out, I didn't check what "untitled document" was specifically as it was an old doc I recently found again (old enough that El had a different name!). And it's part of the Bull introduces Zevran to El lead-in, just like...longer. 🤣 But some of the details may not line up right. It needs editing for sure.

So you'll get both! Sorry to disappoint it's not something more salacious!

--

"Hey, kadan. See that elf over there? The one with the tattoo?"

They were sitting in Herald's Rest, enjoying a lull between crises, for once, in their usual corner.

El had to lean out from her seat. She just caught the profile of a swarthy male elf, blond, with an amiable face, his eyes crinkling with laughter as he apparently charmed the bartender. His tattoo wasn’t Dalish, and neither were his clothes – leather, but not a craftsmanship she recognized. "I've never seen him before."

"He's not one of ours. He's just passing through. I met him on a job some five or six years ago. Name's Zevran."

The name rung a little bell in the back of her mind, but she couldn't place it. “That isn't a Dalish name, as far as I'm aware.”

"He's Antivan, not Dalish. Former assassin for the Antivan Crows. Well, former member, anyway. Pretty sure he's still an assassin."

Ellawayn reeled, starting to stand. "An assassin? Here?"

Bull chuckled. "Relax, kadan, he's not here for you. He’s a friend. He left the Crows over ten years ago – and the Crows don't exactly allow their members to leave. Last I heard, he had taken out a handful of their leaders, to boot. So the fact that he's still alive is pretty impressive." Bull took a nonchalant sip from his tankard and said casually, "Guess it's not too surprising that he was one of the hero of Ferelden’s best buddies during the Blight. Helped him take down the Archdemon in Denerim."

El stared at Bull. Mahariel was the most famous elf in an age – that is, until she got herself into this mess – and her personal hero as a girl.

“Pretty sure they’re married now, though,” Bull continued conversationally. “Or whatever the Dalish equivalent is. Definitely seemed like it when I met ‘em.”

Ellawyn lowered herself to the table and hissed under her breath. “He’s – that’s – that’s Zevran Arainai?”

She looked at him again. Other than the daggers strapped conspicuously to his waist and thigh, she wouldn't have initially considered him a threat. He was a handsome older elf, lively and engaging the patrons around him, making them laugh. Bits and pieces of his lyrical accent floated about the bar noise.

“So, funny thing,” Bull continued. “He’s here because I wrote to him.”

--

“Zev, I'd like to introduce you to Inquisitor Lavellan.”

Zevran stood with a bow. When he spoke, it was with a lilting Activan accent. "My dear lady – your eminence – it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." He kissed the back of her hand with the most courtly of manners, as though he were a prince and not a former member of the Crows, and El froze, feeling an absurd blush rush to her cheeks. All of her diplomatic training fled in the face of this charming man – the bonded of the most famous elf in Thedas before her.

Zevran’s golden eyes flashed to Bull, questioning. "But, ah, I thought it was Herald? This is the Herald's Rest, yes?"

"It's both, I'm afraid," she answered with a self effacing smile. "But please. Call me Ellawyn. Neither title really suits me. And anyway…I've heard so much about you, I feel as though we're already acquainted.”

Zevran lifted a mischievous brow at Bull. “Has she, now? What silly tales have you filled the Inquisitor’s head with, my friend?”

Bull laughed heartily. “Not from me!” He cocked his thumb at El. “El’s been hearing about your Warden’s exploits since she was a kid.”

Zevran’s eyes widened on Ellawyn.

“I was perhaps fourteen during the Blight,” she explained. “News of Warden Mahariel’s heroism reached far and wide, even to my clan in the Free Marches. He was a hero to us all.”

Zevran clutched his chest and pretended to stumble backwards. “Oh, you do wound me. Alas, it is not your fault, my dear! But no, I suppose time marches on. Come, come, let us speak somewhere with perhaps fewer ears to overhear. I believe all three of us have many people who want us dead, yes?”

[bolontiku]

"Bullshit"

Avengers AU - Chapter 10

Previous

Characters: Brock, plussize!reader, OCs

Posted: September 2nd

A/N: the sleepover act 2 🤣

WARNINGS: fluff, pining?, IDK

Like, Comments, & Reblogs are always appreciated and loved.

Frederick Harris.

The man was brutish, loud and complained more than any bitch she had ever been around. By the black eye he sported and the brace around his wrist it seemed that whatever he was bitching about was his own fault. But then again, he had been going on and on about Y/N. Which meant she had a lot in common with him.

She dropped off the next round to his table as he mentioned how unfair it all was. It wasn't his fault that her boyfriend was higher up than him or that she was friends with an Avenger.

She shoved his leg aside and propped herself on his thigh, smiling in his face, "if you could get back at them what would you do handsome?" She doubted anyone had called him handsome in ages.

He sneered at her, his hands finding her ass rather quickly. "What's it to you?"

"Seeing as how Y/N is my sister and those people have alienated her from me… I'd say I have a lot to repay them for. Maybe someone like you could help me?"

**

Brock lit a cigarette, he kept a distance for the moment, he wasn't about the touchy feely shit they needed to talk about, but he found the small balcony and had stepped out a few minutes ago.

He should go.

This wasn't something he was used to.

"Those aren't really good for your health right?"

He blew out a puff of smoke and shot you a smirk, "and?"

"Cigarettes cause cancer which means you could die…"

"I could die in the line of work I do."

You opened your mouth and shut it with a snap, expression showing how much you disliked that statement. He watched as you gripped the balcony in your hands, leaning back, his eyes pausing on your ass before he dragged them further up.

"Is that my shirt?"

You nearly dropped to the floor, a little squeak leaving you as you let go of the balcony to grip at the edge of your shirt. His shirt. The one you had snuck out of his place the day you had come back to your own. Brock turned, leaning one arm on the balcony before he pushed off it and started towards you. "I- well, funny story-"

It did things to him. It was his shirt, he recognized the little tear at the bottom, not to mention the faded SHIELD logo on the chest. Jesus fuck. It never looked that fucking good on him. On you? It hugged every curve, made him stare where he had only dared to glance, and your legs were bare. You wore those little shorts girls wore to bed, his mouth ran dry, he hadn't even fucking dared to allow himself to imagine you with your legs bare. Cause now he wanted 'em wrapped around him.

You didn't know what to do, you put your hands up, but that didn't stop him, your back hit the wall beside the sliding glass doors as he pressed into you, "Brock?!" His name came out hushed, a little desperate, "I'm sorry. I'll wash it and give it back, I just- I was still scared when I left and it smells like you and it made me feel better-"

The way you said his name right then was enough to make his heartbeat stutter, he dropped his head to your shoulder, hands finding your waist, "Keep it." The thought of you without his shirt on… "fuck-"

"Brock I-" his large hands curled at your waist, fingers tickling you, making you squirm in his grip. You pressed forwards into his hard body, it made you blush, heat radiating up from your chest blooming along your neck and into your ears. "Ahh! Please-" please lord God, please don't make a fool of yourself right now. What if this was just a hug and you were making more of it? He couldn't … did he?

Brock let out a low growl, it rumbled up his chest into his throat, "keep moving like that sweetheart and I don't know if I can behave myself."

Behave himself?! His lips brushed along the sensitive skin of your neck, your brain halting to a screech and thoughts escaping you.

Behave himself.

Not some girl.

Why would he behave himself?

The soft sound that escaped you made his blood heat and he wanted to have you making more of those noises, have you say his name, have you screaming as he-

The sound of the door sliding open had both of you looking over. Blake stood there with his head turned to listen to whatever Shelly was calling out about. When he turned his eyes back to the two of you Brock was leaning against the balcony, you stood with your eyes on the floor. He frowned, had he missed something? He grinned, shaking his head, "food arrived, we got drinks! Let's get drunk!!"

Brock found that Blake only became louder when he drank a little. The guys nose turned red and his eyes hazed over, he worried the kid would fall over and break his head open… and Ken was firmly planted on his ass on the floor.

Barbie giggled and whispered loudly. She couldn't get over the romcom they had chosen. He wondered how that asshole of a guy could lay a finger on her if it wasn't to make her smile.

Which made him look at you.

There was plenty of touching he wanted to do.

So, he settled on watching you. You held your liquor well; you, unlike the two that were constantly vying for your attention, especially now that they were drunk, had quieted. You laughed softly at the antics of your two friends and occasionally glanced over at him from your spot on the tiny couch.

He couldn't stop staring and barely registered when Barbie got up and never came back. Blake still had his back pressed to the couch in his spot on the floor, completely engrossed in the movie. Brock stared at your legs, you were sitting cross legged on the couch, his eyes slipping up to his shirt, he swore to whatever God there was that had blessed him tonight that he would do whatever they asked of him if it got him more of that.

You smiled softly at him, eyes a bit unfocused, mouth soft. He crooked a finger at you, your eyes flickered to Blake, whose head was now bobbing, before looking back at him. Brock again crooked his finger at you. Finally you shifted closer, eyebrows raising, he sighed heavily and motioned you to come closer. The moment you were within reach Brock tugged you into his lap.

You concentrated on not spilling your drink, but the movement was so sudden. Brock wrapped a hand around your mouth and the other around your waist, before settling his head on your shoulder.

"Shh, you'll wake up Ken doll," he hummed into your skin, his breath warm and his light beard tickling you.

You nodded, his hand disappearing from your mouth, unaware Blake had fallen asleep, you leaned forwards to peek at him before Brock tugged you back into him making you giggle. Brock closed his eyes, you squirmed your ass in his lap and it took everything in him to remind himself that Blake was right there and so he buried his face into the crook of your neck before growling at you.

You froze as he stretched his legs on either side of you, his solid frame pressed up against your back as he took deep calming breaths. "You dizzy?" You managed to breathe out quietly. He nodded heavily, you huffed a soft laugh, "I thought you could.. h-hold your liquor?" You stuttered as his lips pressed against your skin.

"Mmm" it wasn't an answer but you smelled so damn good and he couldn't get the fact that you were wearing his shirt out of his head. Maybe he had too much to drink, his eyelids were heavy, maybe it was your shampoo that made him drunk. "What is that?" He asked, unable to stop himself from nipping at your earlobe, he should behave himself…

"EHhhHhHhh?!" You jolted at the action, his arms tightening around your waist to keep you still.

"Shhh, your shampoo?"

"I- uh!" He nuzzled your neck, goosebumps littering your skin as you tightening your legs. Your gaze skipped to Blake, "strawberry?"

"You smell good enough to eat Y/N."

"Brock?"

He paused, God he could listen to you say his name forever, but you sounded unsure. He was misbehaving, "you should go to bed…"

You nodded, feeling an ache in the center of your chest, had you done something wrong? Your eyes stung as you shifted in his lap and he reluctantly let go.

You made it to the door before he called out softly to you, "lock the door."

You stood still for a moment, remembering-

"Why-?" He blinked as you stared up at him, "why- y-you tell me to lock the door, but not Shelly?"

Brock studied your face, curiosity plain on your features. "I want you to feel safe."

"B-Brock?" You struggled to keep your voice from shaking as you turned to face him. He had laid back and sprawled on the couch, lifting his head, he raised his eyebrows at you in question. "I-if we leave the door o-open… can- I mean would you sleep in bed with me?"

He knew it took you courage to ask and it was a bad idea but he was up on his feet without a thought. You beamed as he walked towards you, quickly turning to hurry to pull the covers back. Brock sucked his teeth and motioned you in while he toed his boots off, you climbed into your bed confused when he drew the covers over you and then climbed in himself.

You knew he could feel your nervousness.

"Come here," he said, holding out an arm. You scrambled over, sighing lightly when he wrapped you in his arms. "Go to sleep."

You smiled, eyes heavy when you felt his lips brush your forehead. A goodnight kiss? Already losing the battle to sleep, you tipped your head and pressed a kiss to his chin, unaware of the battle Brock was going through as you drifted off to sleep.

**

Ashley liked kissing.

Harris wasn't that bad of a kisser even if he looked like he had gotten hit by a semi truck, she had an inkling he looked like that before he had gotten beaten. But it only mattered that he could get her onto SHIELD property.

And he had.

"This is where the bitch works."

She grinned and trailed her fingertips over his broad chest, at least he had that going for him, "you can get her for me?"

He didn't understand, but then it really didn't matter. This chick was willing to let him fuck her and she had a plan to get back at them all. He nodded stupidly as her hands dipped lower. "You don't care how I get her?"

The area was vacant and Ashley could imagine you sitting happy-go-lucky behind the counter. When had you changed? To get the balls to have her evicted from your shared place and your life? It was that man. He was the reason for your sudden confidence, you owed her everything. Especially since being evicted her boyfriend had left her, it was all your fault. She shouldn't be working. Making deals with men that weren't worth her time. You should have introduced her to one of the men that worked there if not an Avenger.

"Hey-"

She shook her head, "it doesn't matter, she's my sister, she needs to answer for what she's done to me. I want her back."

Harris grinned.

This would be fun. He could get rid of the problem and make sure that jerk Rumlow never saw you again. Why he was so interested in you was beyond him.

**

Blake pressed his pointer finger to his lips, Shelly moved quietly in her fluffy socks. She had taken the bed in your extra room, Blake had drunkenly sprawled out on the empty couch. Shelly tiptoed through the living room wondering where you were when she paused at your door. She tugged out her cell phone and snapped a picture before Blake could stop her.

Brock was laid back amongst soft pink covers and there you were, head propped on his chest with his arm loosely wrapped around your shoulders, his hand buried in your hair.

Shelly giggled as Blake pulled her away and into the kitchen. "So cute!" She whispered with glee as he started messing with the coffee maker.

"Guess he is okay," he grumbled.

Shelly tilted her head as she sent the picture to you. "Did you want to date her?"

Blake sighed, "it's not that.." He stared at the coffee as it started its slow drip. "Everyone said he was a bad guy… but-" he looked over his shoulder, remembering the day before, finding out what he had done for Shelly, sharing what he had done for him, "he's not."

It didn't sit well with him, he knew what it was like to be judged quickly. Too many judged him by his looks, he was the polar opposite of Brock, not that he really paid any mind to the scar running down the guy's face. He paused, he really hadn't, not when the guy was too busy trying to cause problems for Y/N but they all knew it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. They all knew his hassling her was his way of getting her to look at him, to have her attention on him, it made Blake snicker.

As a matter of fact when your problem had originally been taken care of you had stayed quiet and meek for a minute, that is until Brock came around and picked a fight with you. It had been the first time you had absolutely raised your voice, eyes full of flame and you had yelled at him for being so idiotic. Blake stifled his laughter at the sudden memory, Brock had worn a shit eating grin for a week.

Shelly grinned before having to yawn. "Really! He was such a grump when he first stopped by the help desk, insufferable really, Y/N was the only one willing to talk to him," she tipped her head back as she leaned against the counter, facing the living room. "I swear, he likes to poke at her, but he really treats her carefully." She let out a light laugh, "he is smitten with her."

Blake nodded in agreement, "hey-" he greeted as both turned when there was a shuffling and you stood there, hair a jumbled mess. "Morning sunshine!" He grinned at you.

You hummed, eyes still half closed, and hushed them. "...Brock's still sleepy-" you mumbled.

Shelly caught your face in her hands and pinched your cheeks. "I need to get going, I need to get my morning workout done before I head in!"

You nodded as Blake handed you a cup and started his own as Shelly hurried as quietly as possible to gather her items. "Listen, I need to get in early too, make sure that guy gets you some food okay? I'll see you at work, text me otherwise!" He finished his coffee in two large gulps and followed Shelly around, "I'll give you a ride!" He whispered.

She nodded and both stopped to hug you, "it's good to know that he will take care of you," she winked at you happily, Blake ushering her out with a grin.

You stared after them before plucking up the courage to peek into your room where Brock was still sleeping. He liked the smell of your shampoo… It made you feel soft.

He made you feel good, safe, wanted.

You stared as he slept and shook your head, you needed to get ready for work. What if he caught you staring? You hurried to get your phone and opened it to find a message from Shelly. Opening it you felt your face heat as you stared at a picture of you and Brock sleeping soundly in your bed.

"Mornin'," Brock greeted, voice rough with sleep as he sat up, hair a complete mess.

You squeaked and murmured a quick morning hurrying to your bathroom and locking the door behind you. You stared at the picture, heart slamming against your ribcage, a small delirious smile finding its place on your lips.

#bullish #ch 10 #brock rumlow #brock x reader #avenger au

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Kaiju form....

I'm really bad at designing😅🤣🤣

Ok ok, so it was a sunny day where everyone is outside doing their own thing.

Sun Rudz is somewhere else that was far away from anyone for her meditation, she need to calm herself anyway and have some inner peace for Buddha sake.

Having four lighting candles circling around her.

She has herself calm in sitting position by using her tail, clinging her hands together on her lap with her eyes close.

From her point of view, she was in space with Buddha himself sitting across from her with a smile.

She eventually in inner peace....

Until King, the oldest of the Wukong appeared and start to make so much noise or calling her name, trying to snapped her out. He even poking her cheek or playing with her ears.

Sun Rudz stay still, not even moving. King sigh in annoyance and pout, by folding his hands and grumble.

Just than, he didn't noticed that his tail was swinging around and accidentally hit one of the candle. It fall a side and immediately have the force ritual barrier disappeared wich mean Sun Rudz lost her peaceful surrounding and have her eyes snapped open like a lighting bolt.

King realized what he just did and look down at the candle before he gaze up and turn to Rudz who was staring at the fallen candle before she turn her gaze at him.

It was silent, such uncomfortable silent for King. Sun Rudz was giving him an emotionless look while he have a nervous one.

He broke the silent, "Sorry...?" he said with a nervous smile. It was once again silent, until a lighting bolt struck Rudz while her eyes glow.

With others, they just doing their own things until the lighting struck took their attention, when it's disappeared, they glance at each others in puzzled.

A scream filled the air, wich immediately have their attention because they realized the scream was actually from King.

They saw his figure appeared from the woods but before he could even reach them, he got snatched from the ground by a giant glowing hand.

The others back away and watch a giant like titan that have the same size like Buddha appeared.

"Oh dear..." Zhuan Ash muttered, the titan have six arms with appearance like monkey but Zhuan Ash recognized it.

They have a sleeveless Daizen and the lower part of their body was recognized by everyone, a scarf wrapped around it's neck with two burn edge. The titan was glowing darkest purple, darker than Macaque Kaiju form.

It reach it's clinging fist infront of it's face, who have a furious grip on King.

"WAIT! WAIT! I'M SORRY FOR BOTHERING YOU! I DIDN'T MEAN IT!" he shouted, "KING, WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Dasheng ask/shouted.

"LISTEN! I DIDN'T MEAN TO HIT THE CANDLE! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" Zhuan Ash paused.

'Candle? Does that mean-' he immediately realized King mistake, 'He did not!'.

The titan growl and glare furiously at King, he just groan and whimpering in pain, because he felt a Samadhi power was form in the grip.

"DOS! STOP!" Zhuan Ash immediately appeared infront of the titan hand wich make it glance at him with a snarl.

"He was sorry, ok?! Please let him go! He won't bother you anymore!" Zhuan Ash snapped his head at King and gave a smiling glare, "𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?" he ask.

King quickly nodded, "Please let him go now!" he begged.

The titan growl before realising King from it's grip and shrunk.

Zhuan Ash help the older monkey to the ground, the titan become smaller and smaller until it revealed Sun Rudz who have her arms folded. She gave a warning growl towards them with a glare and walk back at the previous spot.

Everyone watch her figure disappeared into the forest, King was laying on the ground with Zhuan Ash standing infront of him, watching his cousin left.

He then turn around to face King, arms on both side of his hips and narrow his eyes at the older monkey.

"Are you asking for a death wish or something?" he ask, "I just want to know what she was doing, that's all." he responded and crack his neck.

Zhuan Ash facepalm. "Not when she was meditating." he said, "Be grateful she wasn't going to kill you." he said and help King up.

"ASH!!" MK ran start to ponder him questions, others quickly group up with them. Thought, Luir questions got everyone quiet, "What is that? Was it a titan? Who was the titan?" it was silent.

Until Zhuan Ash broke it. "That was Dos Kaiju form."

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#sun wukong #monkey king reborn #lmk #nezha reborn #monkey king hero is back #monkey king #Wukongverse #Oc

[creedslove]

SIGH.

Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.

Stupid fucking cowboy. I just can't feel bad for him. He did this to himself. Asking for forgiveness doesn't fix what he did wrong. It doesn't undo the damage. Even apologizing for his hateful attitude and cruel words in the last chapter kinda fell flat. So I for one am glad that Mom said no to them getting back together. Yes forgiveness is absolutely possible but it's like breaking a plate. It doesn't undo the brokenness.

I am curious where you're headed with her already having someone else in the wings. Clearly not someone Wyatt has met yet? Although I doubt that Jack will ever do anything to ever risk Wyatt's happiness. And he should be the one allowed to make his confession to Wyatt when he's old enough. That sort of thing is necessary in order to minimize the damage it might do to their relationship. Keeping it a secret would be wrong and a potential landmine.

I dunno if you've been paying attention to the latest drama in the fandom but some looney posted something on insta about being heartbroken by Pedro and it was so vague with so little detail as to how she and her friend approached him and how she was apparently rejected that I'm sure Pedro is in the right, but it makes me sad. I knew all those wild fan sightings and selfies and him saying how he likes it when people recognize him (admittedly this was in interviews before he got huge, it was Agent Whiskey days, lol) were going to come back and bite him in the ass. All the attention boosts his ego, he ate it up, he was so nice and accommodating and of course this attracts someone who thinks it's a good idea to cross countries and spend thousands of dollars on the outside chance she gets a celebrity encounter. But he didn't know all that background, he doesn't know her from anyone. And if she shouted it at him I'm sure it freaked him out. But anyway, the reason it makes me sad is because this is what happened in the last fandom I was in, and the attention pretty much poisoned that celebrity's relationship with his fandom and really ruined it. I really hope it doesn't happen to Pedro. Sigh.

Sorry to dump this on you, I don't really have anyone else to talk to about fandom drama, lol

Angst Anon (tonight the angst is self directed, apparently 😭🤣😏)

Aww Jack did so wrong with reader and Wyatt he still has a long way to pay and suffer the consequences of his actions. I think reader is really good for letting him in as the father of her son because as she said herself in the story, Wyatt already loves him, so she would be fighting a lost battle. Now, about their future is still uncertain, I don't think we will get to the point in the story where they will tell Wyatt what happened because that'd require him being older and I don't plan on doing time skips that could be that long, but I guess it doesn't matter who tells him the truth, it won't change the fact his heart will break. I also haven't thought much about reader's boyfriend, but that will be developed better in the upcoming chapters, that's for sure.

Now, about the whole Pedro drama from yesterday, I have to strongly disagree with you, anon. Absolutely none of that was Pedro's fault, just because he is nice accessible to his fans, it gives creepy people like that woman no right to treat him like landmark or object they can visit at any time they please. Honestly, I think Pedro is a SAINT for taking so much bullshit from people who claim to be his fans and won't respect him and the harassment of the media. But that woman, was another level. First of all, she started her text by stating she had traveled across countries just to see him, apparently she had a gift ready to hand him and she claimed to have painted her nails his favorite colors I mean please wtf and then, when people commented on her post, accusing her of being a stalker she got offended and contradicted herself by saying she was in Malta to visit friends. Her ~friend~ was a guy who had already taken a pic with Pedro there a couple of weeks ago, so they were obviously stalking him around the spots the guy knew Pedro usually hangs out during his free time.

Then, her claims of him being rude were absolutely ridiculous, whenever someone asked her how he'd been rude to her, or how she had approached him, she didn't explain at all, which is a clear sign to me that never happened at all or she was just manipulating the facts about how it happened.

I personally don't believe Pedro would be rude to her, because he isn't rude to anyone, I honestly believe she really thought she would have a fanfiction kind of experience and that he would flatter and flirt with her or something like that, and even if he were rude to her, I would totally support him because she definitely deserve it.

And then as if doing that to him while he was trying to enjoy his day off in peace, she tags him and his hair stylist (!!!) on a painfully embarrassing public post saying he BROKE HER HEART as if he were her cheating husband or something, and dude, that wasn't just a delusional teen girl, that was a DELUSIONAL WOMAN, who should have known better than to travel just to stalk a celebrity because she thinks she owns him

Apparently he had security guards because it seems it happened the same day he was seen with Joseph Quinn (? I guess that's his name? Anyway Eddie Munson from Stranger Things) so that's a relief because we never know what another person is planning, this woman was probably harmless, but we don't know anything about other people who might decide to stalk him. So I hope he stays safe and no other crazy person decides to bother him.

I really hope Pedro is able to handle this horrible side of fame with good mental health and patience, and I also hope people remember he's a human being who deserves respect ❤️

[lutawolf]

Between Us Episode 6 Commentary and Review

For my previous episode commentary can be found here.

If you aren't ready for the pain. Well, you're in good company because me either. Why do you guys do this to me? Why do you always want me to review the most painful shows? I think I'm surrounded not only by brats, but Sadists. I can't even take enjoyment in knowing that you all will suffer with me. No! Because all of you like this sort of shit. I hate it here.

Okay, enough eternal distractions. Let's do this. You ever wonder what it would be like to watch yourself on TV. No? Yeah, me either. Yes, this is absolutely me continuing to try and distract from what's about to happen. Ahhhh, no. Team. Oh, thank god for Win. It's the Hia that brings Win from concern to now angry. Oh, the chin grab is very Dom. It not only allows you to control the motion of the face, but dish out punishment as well. The bite of fingers into the face can be painful, but not necessarily overly harsh. It gets results and is something you can do in public with few recognizing what's going on. I personally am a huge fan of facial control.

I really feel for both of them At this moment. I get where are both coming from. Ah, there's that fist. I'm really glad that he didn't actually hit him, but I can for sure see why he was so pissed. Plus, being scared on top of that, who wouldn't lose control? But a Dom who fully loses control and actually swings on their submissive can go fuck themselves. You don't have what it takes to be a Dom then. The object is to have control, not lose it. It's like the shitty Doms who brag about making their submissive use their safe word. That's not how this works, that's not how any of this works, shitheads.

The moment he is standing there with his fist up and team is just waiting, says so much about him as a sub. The way Win pulls him into a hug and then communicates through his pain. Ugh, my heart. Team finally comes out of his shock and hugs him back. "My heart is torn apart." "What would happen to me if something happened to you?" You guys are destroying me and that kissed did not help. Fuck, but the acting is top tier.

Oh, silence as punishment. Ugh, can't say I blame him, though. I hate using it for discipline, but sometimes it's for the Doms benefit besides being an effective punishment. Use it too often, and it's abusive, but so is saying shit out of anger. Sometimes silence is needed to figure out your own feelings. The first thought you think isn't just instinct, but it can also be about your conditioning and how you are raised. It's your thoughts after that first instinct that are actually you versus upbringing. So yeah, it's only natural that sometimes it takes longer to sort all that out.

Shit guys! We just started and I've written an essay. Sorry new followers. Run for the hills! Okay, not cool Win, you interrupted. He was trying to explain himself, and you really lost an opportunity to learn here. Are you listening, Win. Can you pull out of your anger long enough to hear? You're going to be a shitty Dom if can't. Because that boy is going to need patience and understanding. Oh look, he is. Good. Awe poor baby. All punishment and no kisses, but look at him bringing you to his home and caring for you.

Oh, you shithead. Telling him that you should have let him drown. If he has a full-blown panic attack, I'm not forgiving you!!! You better fucking apologize! Don't, nobody, give me shit. He is past the point in which it is acceptable to make painful verbal strikes. What Team did was wrong, but he wasn't intentionally trying to hurt someone, whereas Win is. He is lucky that Team is so damn forgiving, unlike him. They both love each other so much.

Oh boy, she just said friend. She told you that Win brought a friend with him, and you're just going to jump on the bed. 🤣🤣🤣 Poor Team, he is getting so abused. They were cuddling under those covers, I just know it. Team like, yeah, who am I. I’m dead. Their facial expressions are hilarious. Okay little bro, you really grew on me last episode but this episode, you are sliding home. You are such a little sibling. Not that I did this shit At All. Nope. Never.

Look at him showing off his grades, it's so cute. If not, fucking sad as fuck. You don't show your paper and grades to your siblings unless they are the ones to raise you. Bless it. Fuck, shit, I called it. I knew I did, but that's besides the point! Fucking episode, you could stop killing me any time now. Ohhhh, I love this kid. He is so fucking astute. He knows exactly who Team is to Win, and he just accepts him. Invites him to come too. Don't know Team as well as you thought you did, huh, Win. I did notice that he calls him P' Team.

Okay... The whole calling out Prince's name had me laughing. That shit was funny. That was super cute. Dean and Win's friendship is bro goals. I adore them. If you guys only knew the amount of distractions I have going on around me right now. Oh damn, Win dealing with some flashbacks. Oh damn, the fear of losing something you love. Oh damn, the insecurities. Tell him Dean!!! I mean, Win you are relatable in your stupidity, but damn. You think you wouldn't feel it if something happened to Dean or your family? And he left. You are going to be real lucky if Team isn't petty.

Okay now they are cringy. Is he really dancing around, why spraying that on himself? WTF. Okay Steve!!! Look at you finally not being a third wheel. Win picked you for support? Are we about to see some redeeming qualities? Oh, thank god, his brother came. We might actually get some decent advice. Sorry, Steve, I mean T. rex. You're back to being the third wheel. Look on the bright side, you get to stare at your crush.

Oh, you are a couple, dumbass. Don't go getting twisted just because your panties are. Look, Steve isn't so bad. At least he gives good caring facial expressions. Poor Win, though, he's so fucking relatable. Okay, I need one of you guys to pull some good advice out your ass. I know he is having a moment, but to not pick up when your sub calls is just not done. I like Dean and Pharm and all, but I'm going to forward because I comment a lot about them in my UWMA reviews.

Just the two of us. Look, no offense, but I don't blame him for ditching you guys. My homework assignment for the two of you is to find some friends and learn to give advice. And I mean friends where you aren't the third wheel to, Steve. filler, filler, and more filler. They pretty though. I'll give them that.

Oh, damn. I really didn't want to see that. I could have done without so much details. Now I'm a little grateful for the respite of the filler. "Yeah, do it, I like it." That was cute. I also like how they constantly looked at each other. That's one of my favorite things. Okay, so is the snuggling. NO! I'm not crying. Your crying. If anybody actually reads all this, I'm going to be shocked. Anybody else want to punch, Win right now? Like not really because he is still a favorite character, but damn! I'm all up in my feels right now.

The product placement video!!! Loved it!!! Well, hope that those of you who were able to get through this long ass thing enjoy. As a reward, I give you the link to my newest smut scene.

Enjoy 💜💜💜

#between us #between us the series #between us kink #luta opinions #coconuts mafia

[purplerose244]

Watched the eighth episode of LEGO DreamZzz: Loved it!

EVERY NEW EPISODE IS MY FAVOURITE EPISODE! I feel very attached for all five of them, I want Mateo to keep working on his confidence, I wanted Cooper to keep walking his own way, I want Izzie to save her friends, I want Logan to better himself, I was Zoey to have more friends I... I... 😭😭😭

Also side note, the how to draw videos are super cute, Mateo is super good and also...

Mateo: I'll make a tutorial on how to draw all of these wonderous creatures, quite fascinating right? Anyway TODAY I'M GONNA DRAW MY VERY COOL FRIEND ZOEY

Yeah I'm pretty sure this guy has a crush 😂 And he thinks her eyelashes are pretty 💕💕

I'm super curious! ONTO THE EPISODE

(Yes I watched the whole first season already, and I was wondering if anyone knew where the second season is? I know someone on Youtube post it, but how? Where did it come out?)

THE BIGGER PICTURE

THE THUMBNAIL IS SHOWING MATEO AND ZOEY! ARE THEY FINALLY INTERACTING?!? I feel like we got lots of time to define Zoey's character, so I wonder if we'll see Teo showing more of his crush

DUDE THESE COMICS ARE SO COOL LOOK AT MY BABY GO 😍😍😍

Lol Mat dedicated two whole pages to Zoey and Zian, sweetie you're no subtle, it saves you only your shyness 🥰🥰

AWW HE WANTS TO TALK TO HER 💕

I know that he got a crush and obviously that's a major reason, but I really like how it's so simple. Mateo thinks she is really cool, she wants to talk to her. He really reminds me of me a lot 😅

Ah, the whole important milestone for every artist in school: having the courage to show his art to someone else

So not even Coop saw these comics? Only Izzie did? Interesting...

Logan is up to stuff apparently?

LOL we're finally seeing other professors aside from prof Oz and that one jerk coach! Interesting change from sensei Wu from Ninjago and sir Brickland from Nexo Knights, she seems nice

LOGAN IS BACK IN OUR TEAM?!?! 😍

Awww, he did have a bit of a change of heart! Did he realize Mateo is actually kinda great at leading and wants in? Or just really likes the team? Whatever the reason, welcome back mah dude! 💪💪

Gotta say that Izzie got great instinct, whenever something is wrong she feels it right away, so I'd trust her about this Insomniac Club

... or maybe it's a bunch of people playing Spyro or Ratchet and Clank, who knows 😂

Noooo stealing is a bad idea

NOOOO STEALING IS A BAD IDEA

Vincent's characters are quite different from each other, but they do have a common pattern: they make some pretty amazingly bad decisions 😂😂

TEO NO DON'T AGREE 😱

My baby got confidence only in the Dream World while not in the real world COME ON SWEETIE YOU CAN DO IT

Oh so we are using that locator thingie! It seemed very useful when they found it in the Night Bureau, even though the discarded it so easily

Is that thing not enough to find the Sandman? I guess not?

LOOK AT THE SCHOOL 😂

ZOEY IS THERE 👏👏👏👏👏

"Hey broseph, que pasa?" I just love these little spanish snippets, love to see some rep, especially in a LEGO show!

DUDE WHAT IS THIS COACH DREAMING

Interesting this aspect of this world, I thought that dreams were just the people landing on these realms and exploring, but I wonder if these worlds change according to the influence of the person dreaming

Julia seems like a very sweet lady... unfortunately she teaches math, therefore making her the evil incarnate 😡

I hate math sorry miss school memories

LOOK AT Z BLOB PUSHING MATEO I LOVE HIM SO MUUUUUUCH 💚💚💚💚

Zoey playing the guitar 😍 Well she has always showed she was a musical person, between the song and recognizing music notes in the seashell message, I didn't realize to which extent! It fits her

Is the Rad Radioactive some sort of narrative about drinking junk stuff before going to sleep? 😂😂

I... did not expect the Nightmare King to straight up say "dude-bro" 🤣

Awww, is Logan becoming self-conscious over causing so many troubles? I realize I've been very against him in the past but in retrospect, that must have been tough

Hey Nightmare Kin- I mean, Lance

Dude you're seriously using his insecurities against him? HE IS A KID DANG IT

I LOVE MATEO SO MUCH I CAN'T EVEN I SWEAR 😭😭😭😭😭 We got so many wonderful protagonists in the past but all with ego, with confidence, with inner strength, which is great. Then there's this kid who struggles so much into the real world, he's self-conscious about his art, he can't even talk to the girl he's into and he feels so little about himself

THIS KID WILL LEARN THAT ONE STEP AT THE TIME YOU CAN GET EXACTLY WHERE YOU WANT TO BE AND I'M ALL HERE FOR IT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Also can I just say, love me a guy who thinks his girl is the coolest person ever 👌👌

Fun fact, in the English dub Mateo says "T-That was amazing! Your song, I mean...", while in the Italian dub he says "Beautiful, amazing... your song!". It makes his feelings even clearer 💕

WELL HELLO MORE ANGST FOR ZOEY? Gotta be honest I did think that the song debacle was a big weak, but I didn't think there was a whole thing about losing everything, included a best friend! My poor super cool girl 😢😢😢

... is... is Zian the best friend? Did the Night Hunter hit the best friend, making it a night terror, but managed to break free and now he looks like this?

HEADCANON MOMENT DON'T MIND ME JUST HAVING A BLAST 😍

Now I get why Zoey was adamant over Izzie not calling her her friend... but I think this group is making her change her mind 💕

Logan, sweetie, why did you think rapping was a good idea? 😅

Okay, new theory... what if Ms. Castillo is Lunia? Maybe when defeated, Lunia retreated into the Waking World and stayed there. She seems to be always there to help, I kinda think it could be true

PLAN TIME WITH MATEO- Logan no stop what are you doing- DROP THE MATTIE NICKNAME DANG IT HE DOESN'T LIKE IT

I know you're trying but come on

I KNOW YOU'RE TRYING BUT STOP

YEEEEEE ZOEYYYYYYYY 😍😍

"That's what friends are for, right?" I'm super happy for her but also I love that Mateo is not smiling, he looks genuinely shocked like "DID I MANAGE NOT TO MESS IT UP?!" 😂😂

THERE'S A FROG TAXIE 😵‍💫

Julia seems like another stressed character, she just wants to play her music and relax for once in her life... yeah, she teaches math, that's understandable

Okay, see, Castillo is the first one to clap! I feel like she knows more than what she lets on and after my experience throught Ninjago and master "there's something I should've told you" Wu, I don't trust old LEGO people not to know stuff

They got the answers... still bad idea 😅

LOOK AT THAT EXCHANGE OF LOOKS THEY DIDN'T HAVE TO TALK ZOEY KNOWS NOW THAT HE WANTS TO BE HER FRIEND AND STRUGGLES WITH TALKING AND OMG LOOK AT HOW SHE LOOKS AT HIM WHILE HE WALKS TO HIS DESK SHE LOOKS HAPPY AND I BELIEVE GRATEFUL AAAAAAA- 🥰😍🥰🥰😍🥰🥰

Yes I might be shipping them, we'll see what happens but so far I like what I see 🥰🥰

Ah, so the answers were useless I see

And Teo knows they screwed up, alright that's nice that he didn't loose his integrity over something like this 👌👌

Okay but did all the other people hyped up the Destroyers the entire episode to troll them or because they actually fear them? Just how mean are these middle school students, seriously 😅

Yeah Teo needs to train, my son sucks at sports just like moi 😅😅

Nice to see Cooper is not letting Logan off the hook on this one! And still Teo is kind enough to apologize for being hard on him... even though he had rights for it 😅😅

Noooo Logan don't do something stupid

Logan??

LOGAN????

ONLY TWO EPISODES LEFT AND OMG I'M LIKING THEM MORE AND MORE 😍😍😍

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