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ohtobeleah · 1 year

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Hey hope this is okay and still open✌🏻😅

Breeding kink with Hangman. If you've already done that, that's fine as well🥰

Thanks, hun, love your writing

Say no more anon I got you covered.

Warnings: This is Strictly Scandalous, Smut ahead.

I feel like I see a lot of breeding kinks for Bradley but never enough for Jake. Before we get into the smut of it all I think this would be a really good time to tag your fav fic writers that have written for Jake Hangman Seresin and the sudden breeding kink he finds he has when he finds the right partner. The love of his life.

I think Jake would have the sudden urge to procreate after he sees you doing something so incredibly mundane and motherly? LIke perhaps you were brought up watching your own mother make your fathers lunches in the morning while he got ready for work. So it's in your inherent nature, not because you feel like you have to, but because acts of service are your love language and it makes you just as happy. Maybe you just liked cooking and the smell of whatever you were concocting in the slow cooker is just all too much for Jake to not think about what you would be like as a mother.

So he catches himself thinking about the idea of you being all swollen and full of his cum far more often than he’d like to admit when he should really be focusing on flying the multi-million dollar fighter jet he's being the throttle of.

Jake catches himself at the Hard Deck, watching you play with his niece and nephew who have come to visit and thinking damn–what if that were your kids. His kids. He had to pause and take an exaggerated sigh before taking his shot in the game of pool he's playing with Bradley because he can't concentrate thinking about what you would look like pregnant with his child. He’d never really been the type of guy to think about a family–but then you came along and rocked his boat and now Jake's drowning in the thought of you being the mother of his children and he can't think or anything else.

“You wanna make me a mama baby?” You’re straddling Jake's lap, ever so painfully bouncing on his length. Your slick walls coating him in your arousal as he guides you up and down, up and down. Biting his bottom lip because you know he's been acting funny lately and you know it's because of his new found fetish. “Bet you'd be a great daddy, been calling you that for years.”

“Dont–” Jakes gritting his teeth, trying his best not to give into his temptations. “If I start, I won't be able to stop till you're carrying my child.” He says it almost like a threat, a warning lingering on his tongue while you sink low on his cock and lean in to whisper into his ear. Biting his earlobe gently as you smile against his flushed skin. Jake ran hot, you knew that, but he was as hot as a furnace with you naked on top of him, riding him at an agonisingly slow rhythm in the dimly lit living room.

“Make me a mama Hangman.” You chuckle. “Wanna have your babies, make you the best daddy in the world.” Jake knows hes fucked when you start picking up the pace, your hands sliding down his explosed chest before theyre coming up to squeeze at your tits, you know he likes it when you play with yourself. His own personal porno. He snaps when you moan his name, the nickname falling off your sweet lips like you were made just for him. “Jakey–”

He takes that as all her permission he needs to flood you, taking control as he shifts you up slightly on your knees, pulling you flush against his chest and holding your arms together behind your back. Jakes taken control. He fucking up into you, groaning every time he feels his tip kiss your cervix.

“Ahhh fugghh–yess, yess Jake!”

“Bet you’re gonna look all kinds of beautiful carrying our baby around mama.” Jake instantly falls in love with the term of endearment. “Gonna fuck a baby right into you mama.” Jakes in heaven, he really is. You're moaning above him, clenching him so good before you’re milking him to the point he's bone dry, he couldn't give you anymore if he tried. He was spent by the time his orgasm is draining him of every ounce of fluid in his body.

“I should go clean up–” You're dismounting, but Jake's following you, trapping you between him and the lounge as he lays you down. “What are you playing at Lieutenant?” Jake loves when you call him Lieutenant, you aren't navy so you don't often. But when you do, it sends his heart clear out of this world because he knows there is nothing but pride behind the status.

“I'm gonna make sure that when you pee on that silly little piss stick in a few weeks that it’ll be positive.” He's kissing your lips to silence your protest as he guides two of his digits into your folds, collecting the load he just pumped into you that had started to drip, before pushing it back into you.

“Mmmm, Jake–”

“Does that feel good mama?” Yep, he wasn't gonna stop calling you that, not now not ever. “You like when I finger fuck my cum into you?” He knows the answer he’ll get will be a whimper of pleasure just by the way your back is arching off the lounge. Your nails digging into his exposed back–surely to leave red raw lines trailing from his neck to the small of his back. “Gonna do this every damn time, make sure you're carrying our baby in no time.”

“What if I just want you to fuck me all over again?” You raise your brow, biting at your bottom lip as Jake stills, the idea hadnt popped into his head, but now that you had planted the seed his cock was standing to attention and raring to go again. Twitching at the thought of being buried in your cum soaked cunt. “I mean if we’re gonna do this we may as well do it right huh baby?” Jakes processing the idea and he's down for it, but he knows that he gave you everything he had in the first round.

Jakes kissing you, pulling his fingers out of your pussy before sucking the mix of his own cum and your arousal off his middle digits before jumping off the lounge, leaving you to follow him with your gaze as you sit up on your elbows.

“Jake?” You question as he disappears around the corner, shouting back at you in response. It only makes you laugh at the father of your future children.

“I need a gatorade, I'll be right back.”

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Strictly Scandalous // Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

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katabaesis · 7 months

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tagged by @basuralindo — it seems that I post a section of WIP and tag people to also do the same? I'm not sure if anyone else is writing fic on my TL right now hahaha but! If you see this consider yourself tagged :)

Thanks for tagging me! Er, dunno why this got weirdly long for an excerpt... anyway... a small excerpt from 'heir apparent' the next bit of 'long live the king' series...

There isn't a body to bury.

STYX takes Leona Kingscholar's body away. Idia Shroud knows that it doesn't matter. There isn't a body because no one will remember Leona was even ever at Night Raven College. There's so much work for STYX to do. Idia's father even comes to school — for work, he says, but the first thing he does is check on Idia and Ortho — and then goes to Sunset Savanna. It turns out easiest to say that Leona Kingscholar had died in childhood, Overblotted after he found his sick mother hidden away as the family secret. It's an odd lie, Idia thinks when he reads the report but it turns out that Leona's birth had been difficult on the queen and some part of her had never recovered. When Leona had died apparently Lethe's memory wiping hadn't worked on her so spinning the lie around her insistence her son had gone to Night Raven College was necessary. It leaves a bad taste in Idia's mouth. He thinks about Ortho and really the entire Shroud family, doomed to be forgotten and also to drag whoever had the bad luck to get involved with them or too stained with blot down to hell with them. But inevitably, as he always does, Idia settles into resignation.

They make Ruggie the Housewarden. Headmaster Crowley hems and haws about it clearly unsure what to do with a Housewarden who doesn't come with prestige, power or money. All the students though know that Ruggie is — was — Leona's right hand. Even if he wasn't technically Vice Housewarden Ruggie was the heart and Leona the brain. If asked Ruggie would have declined but there's no asking when it comes to Overblot cleanup. They simply make it happen. Replacing that many memories is difficult and it's obvious that Ruggie can tell something is missing. Idia is glad he attends Housewarden meetings via tablet because he wouldn't be able to hide his expression, not with the stumbles over things Ruggie should know — if he is truly Housewarden — or the blanks in memory that everyone seems to share.

"And, on the topic of academic eligibility. . ." Vil Schoenheit intones. There is the barely veiled something in his voice. Idia would call it judgey. Riddle called it leadership. Azul only ever commented on it if he wanted something from either the party under scrutiny or Vil himself. Scarabia had no horse in the race and Kalim couldn't read Vil's tone anyway.

"Hm? What about it?" Ruggie asks.

"Test scores are posted publicly." Vil points out.

"Yeah? An' so what? Savanaclaw's meeting what we need to." Ruggie is defensive and Idia can't see his expression but imagines Ruggie must look trapped. Leona had been able to field scrutiny with the swagger of any jock alpha male but Ruggie had never been the type.

"There are academic standards to uphold." Riddle breaks in. "While bare minimum is something students can achieve as Housewarden you should be — "

"Should be this? Should be that? Who're you all to say that? I never asked for this. This ain't my job. It's — " Ruggie snaps and then his words come to a halt.

"Ahhh. Right. Right. Let's all just remember every dorm has its strength, right? Here at Ignihyde we're technomantic specialists. Pomefiore's being super bijin and Savanaclaw is meatheads good at throwing rocks. All this arguing is cutting into my game time. Hurry it up." Idia mutters. it successfully derails everyone from whatever Ruggie was going to say. ("Meatheads? I'll show you meathead." "Bijin? Please, Idia use normal language that doesn't reduce my students to just looks." "I notice you said nothing of Octavinelle." "Let's all get along like Idia-senpai said!")

#wip #meme

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atherix0 · 2 years

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HIII ive been trying to write this ask for a whole Day atp but writing these is a full time job lmaoo and Real Life (work….) has been kicking my ass so .

scar:( i feel so bad everytime he talks about his condition and. it's so fucked up that he can't make fairy rings safely, like, he's fae but he can't even do all of the stuff that's like second nature to other fae without hurting himself:(

the fact that small covens are being targeted and scar just found out that maybe (definitely) mumbo sees grian and him as his coven….. and now he wants to learn how to make fairy rings….. to keep grian and mumbo safe…. yeah i'm normal about this

grian waking up in scar's room, in scar's bed, with mumbo still asleep next to him, and immediately coming down with messy hair and all to greet scar<3 and then he took scar on a date right away<3 that's so gay of him<3

grian is very gay in this chapter in general. yeah dw grian, it's completely normal to call your friends tempting and alluring without even thinking about it, definitely platonic and not gay at all!! just bestie things right!!! AND THE ELVEN JEWELRY PIECE. HE BOUGHT IT HE'S SOOO. scar said yeah so it's a jewelry piece you give to elves to court them and grian's brain went I Need To Have It In My Possession For No Particular Reason. obssessed with him fr. i will go crazy if grian and mumbo give it to scar later....... oh and btw everyone who took one look at grian and scar that day totally thought they were boyfriends, they were acting soo<3 they make me sick fr<3

UGHHH GRIAN'S PAST..... god all the little glimpses into what his life used to be are so interesting, can't wait until it gets explored more<3 i'm looking at the tag about him not being a watcher /yet/ . and poor grian lmao scar just really made him have a Horrible realization by saying one sentence.

JELLIE!!!!!!! :3 i've been waiting for her to appear<33 and of course scar spoils her to hell and back, as he should<3 that's all i wanted to say, i just think jellie deserves her own paragraph<3

protective mumbo protective mumbo<33 he has to make sure that grian and scar are okay at all times, they're his priority<3 ahhh scar teasing grian about mumbo being worried about him while being totally oblivious to the fact that mumbo was worried about both of them . oh look, they went on another totally-not-da[GUNSHOT]

grian and mumbo heard scar mention dancing with someone else and they immediately had to know who it was, why did they dance together, what does scar mean by partner, they're not even trying to hide their jealousy lmaoo. AND YESS CUB MENTION CONVEX MENTION AHHHHH i love convex<33 i hope cub will make an appearance later :3 also i need to see scar dancing now . preferably with grian and mumbo<3

THE HAIR BRAIDING SCENE KILLED ME. IT'S SO CUTEEE AND SWEET AND GAY AND EVERYTHING I'VE WANTED AHHH<3 it made me so happy, i was smiling at my phone so hard when i was reading it :3 i just know grian has been wanting to braid scar's hair for ages. and scar let him and mumbo do it....... bc he trusts them and loves them..... AND IT MADE MUMBO REALIZE HE HAS FEELINGS FOR HIM . he took one look at scar and thought "oh shit, i might be in love with him", took a second look at scar and thought "oh shit, he might be in love with me too". and now he's thinking about how will grian react to this, little does he know grian has been a gay mess because of scar for the whole day and he's even ready for the proposal while they aren't even dating yet lmaoo<3 grian and mumbo are gonna have one hell of a talk soon huh . mumscarian will be real in 3 <333

OH AND ANOTHER UPDATE HAD DROPPED WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS (which has been a while, i'm very easily distracted lmao), I FEEL SPOILED . of course i had to go and read it and write a reaction to it too :3

OHH AND OF COURSE IT'S AMAZING. THE PROMISED GRIAN ANGST IS HERE . it's his time to suffer now huh. his poor wings:(( god but everything about this update was so fucking cool, i can't get over how good your writing is<3 the blood on the glyph, the fighting scenes, the feelings and angst and drama ahhh <33

scar and mumbo going to rescue grian and mumbo going completely feral<3333 i'm so obsessed with mumbo being Scary and Angry but still gentle with scar.... and scar is not afraid of him because he knows mumbo would never hurt him. someone kidnapped grian and mumbo will kill them when he finds them and he is seeing red right now but he will still touch scar gently,,,

doc my silly little guy<3 it's so sweet that grian really wanted to save him, i hope he will get lots of therapy now LMAO. especially after witnessing mumbo biting scar. yeah . definitely gonna need therapy after that

mumbo finally got to be a little feral and unhinged and violent<3 and got to kill people too<3 good for him tbh! AND OH MY GOD. THE FEEDING SCENE I'M SOOO NORMAL ABOUT IT (lying). scar had been fed on agaisnt his will recently and it was such a traumatic experience for him, but now mumbo is injured and needs his blood to heal and scar trusts him enough to let him feed on him ahhhh...... homoerotic blood drinking<3 mumbo bit him in the same place as blondie did and now his mark is there<33 grian was watching his boyfriend fangs deep in his best friend's neck and thought "that's so hot" lmaooo he's such a gay diseaster<3 they are all tbh .

mumbo feeling guilty about being in love with scar and being like oooh it would be so convenient if only grian was Also in love with scar. boy do i have some news for you...! he literally saw mumbo biting scar and was one gay thought away from making out with both of them right then and there

mumbo was close to talking to grian about his feelings for scar but of course he's not gonna do it yet, he's functional but not that functional! but i'm obsessed with mumbo confessing things that would make him despicable in the eyes of any other vampire to grian and grian just telling him that he loves him no matter what<33 god i love them so much<333

this took me so long to write . i started yesterday but i was too tired to finish and today i didn't have time until i got home from work and then a new update dropped . i don't think i've ever been this invested in a fanfic before, my autistic brain has decided that this is The Thing for me now and i'm very glad because i'm enjoying it a lot :3 oh and ive been struggling to send it too . so sorry if i ended up sending it ten times but tumblr keeps trying to stop me for some reason

<3 That real life thing is such a mood <3 In other news I was so focused on writing/posting Midnight Folly yesterday that I forgot to do my daily quests on Origin Realms and lost my 157 day streak </3 But I posted the entirety of Folly so it's okay <3 I can start over, not like having a 157 day streak actually did anything special <3

Scar has really gotten the short end of the stick of life </3 And I'm about to add on top of it, though this one finally isn't centered around the fact that he's dYING- But yeah <3 he can't even make Fairy Rings and it's so frustrating because he's honestly just really amazing with magic and the fact that he can't figure out something that comes so naturally to everyone else he grew up around is just hjkfdskl </3

:) He did start researching the Fairy rings before finding out Mumbo sees them as his Coven but it WAS after discovering they're targeting small Covens and he absolutely at the very least considered Grian and Mumbo their own small little Coven and he wants to protect them <3 he wouldn't even try if not for them <3 hhh

He is so gay and somehow takes a trip the da Nile river to spend all day there <3 hahahahaha <3

I was giggling like a MADMAN when I wrote that <3 so normal, so platonic, nothing wrong with this <3 Just BESTIES yeah totally <3 <3 YEAAHHHHH he looked at it like "oo" and then heard Elven Courting Gift and was like "aight mine now" LMAO OH? BIRD? WHO ELSE WOULD YOU FIX UP AN ELVEN HAIR/HEADPIECE FOR HUH? hahahaha <3 Oh yeah no everyone saw them together, they saw Grian come down out of the back of the shop where the stairs to the flat above are with messy hair and sleep-mussed clothes and went "aw our local Sorcerer got a boyfriend <3" and no one corrected them- I love how no one realizes that the Elven headpiece lore could also be used for angst reasons hehehehehehehe-

Heeee <3 I'm looking forward to finally getting it out in the open but we're not quite there yet <3 Not quite there <3 Scar really went "yeah from one palace child to another wtf?" and Grian just REALIZED-

Jellie deserves her own story tbh <3 Maybe I might make a little sidestory to post with a more serious story, just something to awe at before I make y'all cry <3 He ABSOLUTELY spoils her, that cat has him wrapped around her teeny tiny little claw <3

Yessss he must make certain that they are Safe <3 This man be thinking "PROTECT THEM they don't need protecting PROTECT THEM ANYWAY make sure they're sAFE THERE WAS AN EDGE TO HIS VOICE-" and still hasn't realized he's a frikkin Lord now smh Scar totally missing the fact that Mumbo was speaking in plurals <3 What a man, what a man <3 NO YOU'RE RIGHT AND YOU SHOULD SAY IT-

Scar: I tried dancing alone and my partner- Grian & Mumbo: WHAT Scar: We were fourteen and bored at a big fancy party Grian & Mumbo: Acceptable

They were very openly jealous until the moment they realized it was a childhood memory and then they went "oh okay that's acceptable" lmao SO I GREATLY ENJOY CONVEX TOO but I am going to make you so sad with how the past!ConVex ended because it was not pretty <3 And is a huge source of a LOT of Scar's current issues with self-worth tbh <3 Cub is a good boi, best boi really, he did nothing wrong but oh my god did something happen </3 Bold of you to assume I haven't already written a dance scene <3

I LOVED WRITING IT AND JUXTAPOSING THE HAPPY CUTE PRESENT WITH THE TRAGIC PAST <3 Yessssss Scar hesitating for just a moment but his only reservation being "do you even know how to braid hair" AND THEN LETTING GRIAN BRAID HIS HAIR ANYWAY <3 and then giving Mumbo permission to also touch his hair <3 <3 <3 (and yes that little nod of consent specifically for Mumbo was really important for me to include <3) YEAHHH MUMBO REALIZING THROUGH THIS <3 Such a sweet little moment though Mumbo has a bit of an "oh shit" reaction to it because Grian is RIGHT THERE and oh gods he wants them both but he doesn't realize Grian is Very Gay for Scar too and just jkgfkds Mumbo worrying about how to approach this with Grian meanwhile Grian has essentially already done the equivalent of picking out a ring LMAO they have DEFINITELY gotta have a talk especially considering they gotta come to an agreement here, they gotta talk to Scar TOGETHER or else Scar ain't gonna listen to them </3

HAHAHA SURPRISE (but they do take a while to write, it takes me like an hour to respond tho that's my fault for listening to music, pausing to read messages, petting my pups and occasionally pausing to play MC which I forgot to do before going to sleep last night <3) I LOVE TO SPOIL MY BELOVED READERS AND ANONS <3

I HAVE DELIVERED UPON THE GRIAN ANGST + FERAL MUMBO + HOMOEROTIC VAMPIRE FEEDING ALL IN THE SAME FIC MWAHAA <3 Yeah god his wings :( Especially considering they're his main tool when he's fighting hjfdskj do you know how long it takes clipped wings to recover? This mans is GROUNDED. For MONTHS. Thank you so much aaaaa <3 And this won't be the last time we see blood magic hhhjfjdfgjkdhehehe <3

He might be half out of his mind but he is always aware of Grian and Scar <3 always <3 He will hold them gently and protect them and try his best to stop any pain even though his mind is racing a million thoughts a second <3 He will make them all pay <3

Grian saw Doc and saw a kindred spirit in him and probably saw a little but of Mumbo in him too </3 All the Vampires will get therapy and be put into good Covens to try and recover and Grian may or may not keep in contact with Doc after this and Doc may or may not join their Coven after being released from his rehabilitation hjfdks Doc saw Mumbo bite Scar and went "oh shit that's gay good for them oh shit he's glaring at me-" ahahaha <3

Mumbo deserves a little feral time and some righteous murder <3 And Grian deserves to silently cheer him on <3 HEEHEEHEEEEE do you know how I was cackling when I brought up the Fae blood thing and had Myrani/Blondie bite Scar, knowing damn well I was gonna write this fic not too long after <3 Scar, relatively recently being attacked, willingly offering to be bitten by Mumbo so he can heal <3 He wasn't expecting Mumbo to go for the neck but he wasn't struggling so it didn't hurt past the initial skin breakage and he may have enjoyed it a little too much and definitely wasn't gonna complain about being held like that by the guy he's been mad about for ages now hhhhh <3 Me, briefly mentioning how Mumbo hates that scar and wishes he could cover/get rid of it: I am gonna give the gays everything (me, I'm the gays) Grian, who is selfish greedy jealous and possessive, seeing his boyfriend pull his best friend into a very compromising position and biting into his neck instead of the offered arm: Holy shit yes- They are all such gay disasters and Mumbo was so close to being the only competent one smh

HAHAHA we can't make it THAT simple <3 but don't worry Mumscarian is coming soon I won't drag it out that long because I'm not that patient, just got a couple more stories to get through before we get the good <3 BUT YEAH HAHA Mumbo being like "ah if only Grian loved Scar and Scar loved Grian this would be amazing and so much easier" MEANWHILE Grian and Scar spend SEVEN HOURS OUT TOGETHER and buy fuckin ELVEN COURTING JEWELRY and Grian not only LETS Scar let Mumbo feed on him BUT IS PLEASED BY THE FACT THAT MUMBO BIT HIS NECK, OVER BLONDIE'S BITE, and satisfied that he REPLACED Blondie's mark on Scar and hjfdsjfds

Yes <3 Mumbo doesn't know how to say it yet <3 He'll figure it out, tho. He'll figure out eventually that they're all basically already dating and they're the last three to know lmao <3 <3 YEAH Mumbo confessing the real reason he doesn't interact with other Vampires <3 And the reveal he's not nearly as petty as everyone thinks, the ties are just a way for him to always remind Cleo of their conversation and how their (past) beliefs have affected victimized Turned everywhere hjgdjskfds (not that he went THAT into detail about it but it's what was implied by "it was never about the tie" and that Cleo is a good Lord who just doesn't/didn't understand jkgfld) And Grian loving him anyway <3 (and knowing that Scar knows all this too, and that he also loves Mumbo anyway <3) Promising to stay by his side always and assuring him that what he did was within his rights <3 hhhhh <3

That's such a mood <3 Hahaha and the new update was four whole chapters I don't know whether to say I'm sorry or you're welcome <3 HHHH Thank you so much <3 it's been a long long long time since I've been this invested in writing (depression and adulting is a bitch <3) so I'm so happy you're taking this journey with me <3 Thank you so very much <3 No worries, it only sent it once! Tumblr sometimes is just Like That <3

#Ask #Midnight Series #hermitshipping #mumscarian

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wiisagi-maiingan · 2 years

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I don't know who needs to hear this but your moodboard for that Native character does not need pictures of tipis, dreamcatchers, or feathers.

#piper mclean #pocahontas #jacob black #leah clearwater #ahhh who else should i tag i can't think right now #pharah #fareeha amari

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astromaki · 3 years

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part 3 of second choice ; ceo!shoto todoroki x gn!reader (x ceo!katsuki bakugo) (1617 words)

part 1. part 2. (previous) part 4.

tw ; angst, arranged marriage, toxic relationship, degradation, divorce, mention of alcohol, bad language, slightly suggestive ?

EXTRA INFOS ;; all the characters are aged up obviously (they are 30 here), the point of view of this third part is from shoto todoroki !

confrontation. [7 : 16 pm]

a week has passed since he came home that night drunk. that he had begged momo to stay with him. that he had accidentally seen those divorce papers crumpled by your hands.

momo had seen them too that night, and yet she and shoto had not commented on them. good, he wasn't in the mood anyway.

it had become almost official, even the media had it on their front pages. "one of japan's richest couples on the verge of divorce?", "billionaire todoroki single again?" "y/n, will the heir.ess of their father's company return to being a lawyer?"

he would have liked to say that he cared what you thought about it. if you cried, screamed, were you hurt ? but that would be lying, you were the least of his worries.

and then, wasn't it what he wanted from the beginning ?

that you would end up hating him so much that you would leave him. that he could finally be free of the weight that you represented every day.

and yet his signature was still missing.

"you can't even love your partner properly, and now i hear through the media that a divorce is on the way ? you're pathetic son. i knew i should have married them to touya. " enji's heart-attack voice echoed terribly through the phone, which made shoto sigh. he was even pretty sure he could hear it from across town.

"calm down." shoto said in an annoyed tone. "your marriage isn't a success either, so keep your remarks to yourself. bye. "

"you idiot, don't you dare hanging up on me. i don't care if you can't satisfy your s/o, i don't care if they feel bad about this arranged marriage either. but y/n y/l/n comes from a very famous lawyer's family, so get a divorce and the amount of money you have to give will be huge. "

"i manage them, it will not be a problem. i have to go now. "

the young man finally returned to your room, looking exhausted, his tie loosened and ready to down a few glasses of whiskey.

however, he was surprised to see you. dressed in a beautiful versace dress/suit, you were glowing. well no, he meant that you looked... good.

though, it was the first time he took the time to look at you. to admire you.

the young man finally met your indifferent gaze through the mirror you were standing in front of. that gaze that was so joyful and sparkling at the beginning of your marriage, full of hope to transform this purely financial union into a love marriage.

but that look, devoid of emotion, almost made shoto, Japan's most ambitious ceo, doubt himself. almost.

"i'm surprised you're still using my card to splurge. how much is this one? $1000 ? $2000 ?"

he was tired, exhausted. nut the truth is he was in the mood to be a pain in the ass tonight.

"$ 8,330. plus the $800 pair. " you replied coldly.

your answer was like a slap in the face to your husband. not because of the price, he didn't give a fuck about this.

but this tone right there. it wasn't like you. you were normally so gentle, patient even with the worst of the crap he put you through. that naive kindness that made him want to vomit was completely gone. he didn't expect such a turn of events.

"so you decide to divorce me, but first you want to empty my bank account? you're exactly as I imagined." his look that used to reflect nothing but fatigue was now full of contempt for you.

you finally faced him. shit, he couldn't help but find you beautiful.

"here todoroki, let's talk about the divorce. " you began, quietly walking over to the cabinet and pulling out a stack of documents. "i've signed it, sign it, and i'll take it to my lawyers first thing in the morning.

he snatched them out of your hand and threw them across the room. you didn't even flinch, you even held his gaze. poker face.

a loud silence fell between you. a long silence, uncomfortable and comfortable at the same time. heavy and light. sensible and meaningless.

"what's all this about ? who put you up to this ?"

a wry laugh escaped your lips. your new behavior puzzled shoto. he loved and hated what he had in front of him. a challenge.

"you think i need someone to make me realize that i deserve better than an asshole like you ? fuck, let me laugh. "

your hand went to retrieve a piece of paper from your purse. and it was slammed hard against his chest. bakugou’s business card.

he found your face inches from his, your warm breath gently caressing his cheeks. a scent of whiskey filled his nostrils. you were not sober.

"how many drinks are you on? " he asked quietly.

"so now do you care if i downed a whole bottle or not ? oh please shut up. because now that you mention it, your friend bakugou katsuki may have hired me. to be his company's business lawyer. isn't that funny? "

you turned your back on him, unaware of the state you'd put him in. but damn, it was like he'd just been slapped in the face. nausea took over his whole body, his legs became heavy and weak in few seconds only. and he knew damn well it wasn't fatigue.

so you were leaving him, but on top of that you were going to work for his number one competitor ?

he didn't know what hurt more, the knowledge that bakugo had won one of the most competent lawyers in the field or that you were leaving him for him ? was he jealous ? surely not, it was another feeling that repulsed him. he didn't even know.

"have you lost your tongue todoroki ?"

todoroki ? since when did you call him by his last name ? where are the darlings or my heart that used to annoy him so much ?

you finish getting ready, now wearing your long jacket. he had lost his tongue indeed, he didn't know what to say to you. what to do.

y/n y/l/n, you had succeeded in putting your husband to the wall.

but it was only for a moment. he quickly, too quickly, pulled himself together. his usual irritated expression returned.

"you don't see that he's using you to get ahead of me ? i thought you were smarter than that. "

he took a step forward, slowly but surely. like a predator approaching its prey.

"he doesn't care about you. just like no one has ever cared about you, not me, not him and not your bourgeois family. that's why they put you in a loveless marriage so easily. "

a mirthless laugh escaped from his lips.

"y/n, this bastard doesn't give a damn about you. "

you tried to move towards him, ready to slap him, but the alcohol made you capsize and stumble on your carpet. he arrived just in time to support you with his muscular arms. an annoyed sigh resounded in the large room when your sob reached his ears.

nevertheless, a petty smile stretched his lips. there you were again, the fragile and unassertive y/n finally in his arms.

that bakugo had managed to turn your brain inside out. yet shoto knew you better than anyone else. he knew you. better than you knew yourself. you were that puzzle he had managed to decipher long ago.

"that's not true. kacchan wouldn't do that...", you whisper.

"you know i'm right, sweetheart. you know i'm the only one who's honest with you. my love for you is all you need. "

his muscular hand gradually, peacefully, came to caress your back to take off the buttons of your dress. his lips came to meet yours, to draw you into a long, languid, unsentimental kiss. your lips asked for more, your whole soul asked for more of shoto. more of this man for whom your heart never stopped beating. even if his was vibrating for another woman.

you wanted to feel his lips making love to you sensually, sincerely.

you just wanted him to love you for one night. one fucking night.

shoto was ecstatic. he could already see himself opening a bottle of champagne with his father, to celebrate the divorce that would never happen. tonight, shoto had brought out his best acting skills. millions were at stake. he had brought out his best kiss. he had never touched you like that. so gently, so carefully.

he had never called you by any affectionate nickname.

he has done too much to keep you around.

and you were drunk, not stupid.

you finally stood up, moving away from him, reluctantly. nothing he said was true. from his love for you, to his accusations against katsuki.

awkwardly, you put your dress/suit back on properly.

"i have a meeting with my future employer mr. bakugou tonight. i'll be late. don't wait for me, i'll sleep at the hotel tonight, with your card. "

a red color came to his cheeks. anger ? sadness ? jealousy ?

he had never seen you so determined, so proud. and that attracted him. he was going to lose millions, no matter what. but it was you who was going to escape him. for that bastard bakugou katsuki.

the nice little y/n was no longer shoto todoroki's.

AHHH omg sorry sorry i told you i can't do a fluffy end!! >< (comments and reblogs are appreciated <3)

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cinnamonest · 3 years

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Daily Life - Scaramouche

Ahhh ye I loved writing those. For anyone who hasn’t seen them I’m linking the posts from when I did this theme with Kaeya and Diluc as well as the one with Zhongli, Xiao, and Childe

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He's... not much of a morning person. He's actually pretty quiet in the mornings, he's still groggy and having to wake up and all that. So he doesn't say much, just kinda nudges you. Do NOT make him do it twice, though, no doing the thing where you groan and roll over or beg for more time. He'll just yank the covers off of you.

That's if *he* wakes up first, though, which is... unlikely. It's more likely you will find yourself in the reverse situation -- telling this grown ass man that yes you have to get up. Yes you have to go to work. You're going to be late. Come on. Get up. I'll make you food if you do. Please. It... takes a while. He’s actually late quite a bit due to his tendency to wait until the last possible minute and drag his feet. Not that anyone ever has to audacity to actually confront him about it. It can almost be kinda... cute? In a weird way. Just don’t actually say that out loud.

But still, it's rather surprisingly quiet. Yeah, sure, he could get food from his work, there's certainly a sort of eating area where they provide food for the masses of the underlings, but it's gross so, eating here it is. He used to do that before. Not that he would actually, god forbid, sit around and mingle with anyone, but he used to take it and go munch on whatever was provided, by himself. Just because it was easier and the man has probably never cooked anything in his life, doesn't know how to, but you do right? Well, if you don't, figure it out. Now that he has you he shouldn't have to go out of his way to get fed, you can do that, make yourself useful.

He has the same thing going on as mentioned in the daily life post for Xiao where he just kinda... creepily watches you go about your morning. Except not from the other side of the room, no, he just follows you around. The days actually have an awkward start because you don't want to be the first one to speak and risk making him grumpy, so you just kinda wait for him to talk. It's never a "good morning," he just jumps straight into telling you what the day is going to look like plan-wise, or complaining about this or that. But he will stand kinda right beside you the entire time, if you're making food he just stands there and leans against the counter and talks to you. If you're getting ready and have to go get this or that he'll follow you into each room and keep talking. Boy is clingy.

You could look at it as a blessing or a curse that the man takes you everywhere he goes. You don't get locked up and chained to a bed with nothing to do, but you also... have to deal with him pretty much every waking moment. If you've proven yourself annoying when not given things to do, you get things to do, simple measures to keep your attention consumed and not bothering him. Books and pencils and paper and whatever. But if he has a task to be done, it's your job, will call out the occasional go put this over there or go get that and bring it here. Why should he stand up and do it himself when you can? And it's in your best interest to do it immediately and quickly.

If it's a mission sort of day, going from place to place, he just drags you along wherever he goes. Expects you to just stand there quietly and not interrupt while he's talking to important people. If there's like, actual physical combat... well, if combat is expected, it's one of a few times you'll get left under the care of someone else (value and cherish these precious moments), and if it's unexpected hostility from someone, well, you know the drill -- go run away a hundred yards or so and stay behind something until it's over. And don't you dare think of using the opportunity to do something stupid or run. You tried a few times in the past... it didn't go over well.

The two things you get a lot of throughout the day is complaining and fucking. The first is usually after interactions -- some subordinate that has to come up to him to talk to him, some connection he's forced to converse with for the sake of a mission -- either way, he gets grumbly as soon as they're out of earshot. Honestly it's not hard to deal with, just kinda agree with everything he says, give a nod and smile and say he's right. You don't even really have to listen to what he's saying. As for the latter, fucking follows a predictable pattern, you can pretty much accurately estimate that you're about to get bent or pushed to your knees at specific times -- namely, whenever he's particularly stressed or nervous about something, when someone beneath him fucks something up or upsets him in any way, or when you specifically do something to upset him, be it intentional or unintentional. Lots of quick rough fucks throughout any given day, really.

Now, there are a very very very few days where you genuinely can't tag along, this is pretty much for your own safety and to prevent him from being distracted by concern for said safety. This is only when there is a planned conflict with formidable enemies. It's one of very few times you'll ever be left alone. Not under the care of any one person, but likely two or three personally appointed guards that he knows well enough to trust. During this time, they are given the instruction to keep an eye on you while you're given your normal idle task options like reading. It's not very eventful, and there's not really any opportunities for escape, it's just boring.

Unlike a lot of the other yans, you don't get a "honey I'm home now listen to me rant about my day" sort of deal, because you've been with him all day and heard him complain throughout. That doesn't mean the complaints don't continue, but he gets quieter once settled in for the evening. It's also the softest time you'll get -- at that point he's tired from whatever events occur throughout the day and has less energy to be irritated.

He never really verbally insisted on it, but the habit of bathing together just kinda naturally formed from the first few days when he had to drag you back and forth to follow a normal living routine. It's very very quiet. You never asked him to, but he just automatically does everything for you, scrubs at your body and hair before you get the chance. It's... not very gentle, but he's not intentionally trying to be rough or anything. Nor is it intended as a gesture of kindness or anything, you're pretty sure he just kinda started doing it since you were stubborn and refused to move a muscle when you first came here, and now does so on autopilot, without really thinking about it. You've decided to not bring it up. It's nice enough.

He's actually kinda particular about his sleep. He can stay up late if needed, but prefers to go to bed more or less soon after, and no, you can't stay up on your own, if he's going to sleep so are you whether you like it or not. He doesn't fall asleep immediately, just kinda lays a while and stares off in thought. As long as he knows you're awake, he's not gonna make any movements to touch you or anything. If you pretend to be asleep though... you might get somewhat cuddled. And if you decide to move to lay on him on your own or nuzzle up to him, he's not going to fight it. Will probably be surprised and embarrassed, but will lay there and allow it, maybe gently pat your head.

#lena's asks #scheduled post #atml

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surbz14 · 3 years

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🔞 Yoonkook pwp au where jk finds it very hot when yoon starts to ramble his knowledge about random things and starts telling facts, he wants nothing more but to pound into his hyung while yngi keeps explaining those facts.

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NSFW smut

pwp

Canon

Yoongi is busy explaining about the life of marine animals and how we are polluting the sea water but JK's attention is wavering, he is listening to yngi but at the same time, not /listening/ bcos he is too focused on how the words slip out of his hyung's pink tongue, his pink lips his soft cheeks & tbh jk just wants to pick him up from his seat, throw him on his shoulders & then take him to bed to start f*cking into him silly.

So, he does just that. He picks up yngi in front of all the members, throws him on the shoulder, spanks once & starts walking,

"yahhh jk-ah what are you doing?"

"Don't talk now hyung, talk later when I tell you to", his voice turned to a lower register & he walked upstairs to his bedroom. The members didn't question anything, just went back to their own rooms to sleep or relax, they knew it's not their business and yngi didn't resist anything too.

Jk plopped yngi's body into the soft

mattress and yngi stared at jk with wide eyes, "jk-ah will u tell me why did yo bring me here?", A pout forming on his face.

"Why hyung, u don't like spending time with me?"

"I do, but.."

"But what?"

"Umm u see, I was talking about the marine animals and you interrupted me in between, u broke my flow jk"

"Hyung, u can continue that now, with me. In fact that's exactly why I brought u here."

"Meaning?"

"I meant that only I want to hear you while u talk about facts"

"Oh"

"Yeah"

"So, what do you want to hear about

jk?

"I don't mind anything hyung, you choose yourself and tell me about something new, yeah?"

"Oh-ok", jk came closer and stood beside the bed, close to yngi.

"So, you know how sometimes we start sneezing around spring but it's not flu and u still can't understand what's the cause, it's because of pollens and the disease is called pollen allergy", jk lifted yngi's arms and lifted off his white tee.

Pale beautiful body, pink hard n!pples.

"|-"

"Keep talking, don't stop", and yoongi started again,

"I-its because around that time", jk pulled yg's pants down leaving him with only boxers, "t-time, the flowers release their pollen into air a-and also, ahhh jk", he manhandled yg to flip him over with his face down and ass perked up

"Ya, what hyung? Also what?"

"Also, ah, some insects carry them around and it's floating in the air, s-so when we inhale air, ahhh jk-ah, hyung can't do this!", Jk had spanked yoongi's ass very hard bcos his fact talking was turning him on so bad and also bcos yg's hole was getting wetter as he continued,

"Oh my beautiful hyungie, I know u can do this, keep talking baby, or else I'll have to punish u"

"O-Ok, so when we inhale that air, it tickles our nasal passage and our body pro-", jk puts his thoroughly lubed finger into his hole, "produces inflam-matory r-reactions"

"yah baby, what reactions?"

"In-inflammtory reactions which m-make us sneeze", jk thrusted another finger in and kept fucking yg's hole, stretching him & preparing him for his hard member.

"Ok hyung and what can we do to avoid it?", thrust in "n-nothing much", thrust out, "j-just wearing a mask is e-enough if you go near a garden", he bends down and spreads yg's asscheeks, then licks a stripe over his entrance making yg shudder. Yg had to take the support of headboard to keep balance.

"Umm, so what if it, hhhh hyung, what if it doesn't go?" he prodded his tongue inside and stretched his puckered hole with his fingers,

"ahh- ah it should g-go but if it gets s-severe, you should refer to a doc, jk-ahh pls stop ahh"

"Your hole says otherwise hyung, you're so hot yngi, so so hot", he licks and fucks yngi's ass with his tongue, leaving no spots empty and keeps on spanking in between, "Jk-ah, hyung is gonna have your handprints till tomorrow"

"Yeah, that's what I want hyung & please tell me why does your skin gets marked so easily, hm?" Jk gets up on his feet, happy with his work. He puts a condom on his cock and lubes it thoroughly, "answer me baby, I asked something" spank, "A-ahh, because I-I have a very pale skin tone so anything shows up e-easily" jk lines the head of his dick along yg's hole and pushes it in, slightly, just a few centimetres, "hmm why are you pale hyung?" He keeps pushing in slowly to let yg's body adjust to the size, "Bcos I h-have less melanin in my skin th-than others who are d-darker than me", Jk starts fucking yg with a set pace, it was slow and measured, so that yg doesn't get hurt, he reaches out his hand to card yg's hair. Yg moans and his body starts moving along the rhythm of jk's thrust, he stops talking and just making lewd noises.

Jk pulls yg's hair harshly, "baby I love your voice so much, u r so hot hyung" yg moans louder at the praises he was getting.

"You look so confident when you are explaining things you have read about and I want to fuck into your mouth each and every time you do that"

"J-jk ahhhh"

"Hyung, baby you r so beautiful, look at you taking my cock so well, so tight baby, so tight", yg's walls clench, he thinks he will come untouched bcos his own dick has become hard but he I can't stroke himself or he will fall down on the bed.

"Jk, fuck me more baby, fuck m-me more"

"So needy, hm, so needy for me yngi", jk's thrusts got faster and at one point yg clutches the bedsheets very hard, his head falling down trying to balance. Jk understood that it was his prostate so he realigns himself to get a better angle and starts thrusting again, slamming in and out while holding yg by the waist. The hold was very tight, it was bound to leave marks.

"jk jk-ahhh, baby ahh, yes right there, fuck me right there", yg was very talkative, jk noticed and he was enjoying this a lot which made him close to climax.

"Yes baby, I'll fuck u so well while you come untouched" his thrusts became sloppy, a little rushed but still with same ferocity and yg had to bite his lips to keep those screams inside, he was getting very loud, tears spilling from his eyes each time jk hit his

After few more thrusts, jk slowed down bcos he felt close, "baby cum for me, let's get down together, yeah, cum for me yoongi"

Jk pulled out his dick, and a sudden gush of cold air entered yg's hole, wet lube spilling outside, his pink hole clenching around nothing while jk removed his condom and threw it on the floor. Both of them started stroking themselves without changing their positions, Precum acting as lube and helping with the smooth stroking. Yg spit on his hands to make his dick wetter and started stroking again, faster this time, he wanted nothing more but to release. After a few thrusts and a room filled with moans. both of them released together, spilling everything on yg's asscheeks while yg spilled on the bedsheets. Yg immediately fell down, he was too tired and worked out.

"Jk-ah, come here beside me. Hyung will tell you how our dick gets hard", jk smirked at that and went beside his hyung to lie down. They intertwined their bodies, facing each other. Everything was dirty and messy but cleaning can wait a bit more. They passed out soon, breathing together, following a rhythm of their own.

~END~

#bts #bts fanfic #bts smut #yoongi x jungkook #yoonkook #bts pwp

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inevitably-johnlocked · 4 years

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Hiya there! I really really love your blog and can't help but come to you with the plea for tattoo!lock or stories with the focus of piercings or tattoos (can be explicit or not) I'm just having a body mod kind of craving and since I can't get my own right now

Anonymous said to inevitably-johnlocked: Do you know of any fics where john or sherlock have a piercing?

Hi Nonnies!!

Ahhh, thanks, I’m happy you enjoy your time here!! Not sure if you’re the same person, but I’ll tack these together anyway.

Ah, I don’t have a lot of Tattoos/Piercing fics that I’ve read personally, so I’ve also added the ones that are tagged on my offline MFL list, so I hope it’s okay that there’s some unread fics on this list!

I’d love more fics, so if anyone has any, please do add them! <3

TATTOOS AND PIERCINGS

See also: Alexx’s Tattoolock List

the fearful passage of death-mark'd love by flibbertygigget (T, 1,980 w., 1 Ch. || Magical Realism, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Platonic Life Partners, Name Marks, Referenced Deaths) – The first time that John meets Sherlock Holmes, the younger man has his sleeves pushed up to his elbows, wrists bare of any hint of ink. Within 48 hours, John has added "Jefferson Hope" to his clavicle. (Or: The One Where, When You Kill Someone, Their Name Shows Up On Your Arm)

Pillow Talk by 221b_hound (E, 2,925 w., 1 Ch. || Post-HLV, Est. Rel., Preening Sherlock, Limpet Sherlock, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Sex on Furniture, Scent Kink, Masturbation, Fluff, Soft Sherlock, Sherlock’s Bum) – John gets home late from work and Sherlock is nowhere to be seen. John walks through the flat, distracted by memories of all the excellent sex they've been having, and finally finds Sherlock asleep in the upstairs room - apparently having fallen asleep mid-wank while inhaling the scent of John's pillow. Well, you should always finish what you start, John thinks... Part 3 of Lock and Key

Sherlock Holmes and the Mysterious Piercing by Lorelei_Lee (E, 4,130 w., 1 Ch. || Travelling, Sherlock is Loud, Secrets, Genital Piercing, First Time, Licking, Coming Nearly Untouched) – John discovers by chance that Sherlock has a piercing. To his surprise John can't stop thinking about it...

The Best Picture of the Human Soul by SwissMiss (T, 5,779 w., 1 Ch. || Magical Realism, Tattoos, Soulmates) – The stories of our lives are written on our skin. Part 1 of Imagines Moti

Inked in Memory by 221b_hound (E, 9,716 w., 2 Ch. || Post-HLV, Tattoos, First Kiss / Time, Anal, Cuddling, Scars, Captain John, Kissing, Switchlock) – John has been back at Baker Street for a year, following the debacle that ended in Mary's death. Things are good. Back almost to what they used to be. Sherlock might wish they were something else, now, but he only has himself to blame, he thinks. It's too late, now, for the things he first denied before he'd ruined any chances he might have had. Sherlock also thinks that people who get tattoos are idiots. But perhaps he's about to learn a thing or two, not least of which might be it's not as late as he thinks it is. Part 1 of Lock and Key

The Painted Man by jinglebell (E, 9,894 w., 1 Ch. || Tattoos, Scent / Tattoo Kink, Rough & Tender Sex, Fluff and Smut, Obsessive / Jealous Sherlock, Touch Starvation) – Here stood John Watson – middle name, Hamish, ex-RAMC captain and field medic, favourite brand of jam: Duerr's, preferred toothpaste: Mentadent. Loyal, steadfast, interesting John had just done the most unpredictable thing merely by being. John's body was covered, neck-to-waistband, shoulder-to-elbow, in tattoos.

Points by lifeonmars (E, 53,791 w., 42 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || HLV Rewrite / Canon Divergence, Married Life, Pregnancy / Baby Watson, Drinking to Cope, Boxing / Fisticuffs, Clueless John, Angst, Minor Medical Drama, Tattoos, Christmas, First Kiss/Time, Eventual Happy Ending, Love Confessions, Doctor John, Sexuality Crisis, Slow Burn, Case Fic, Drugging, Blow/Hand Job, Emotional Love Making, Parenthood, Passage of Time) – What if His Last Vow never happened? This fic picks up a few months after John and Mary's wedding, in an alternate universe where Magnussen doesn't exist, but Mary is still pregnant. Life continues -- just in a different direction. And slowly, Sherlock and John find their way to each other.

MARKED FOR LATER (unread fics)

Secrets by Mssmithlove (E, 8,479 w., 1 Ch. ||| Uni/Teenlock, Punk Sherlock, Sherlock’s Tongue Ring / Piercing, Sherlock’s Motorcycle, Pining John, Secrets) – Unilock! Sherlock has a tongue ring and a motorcycle and a secret and John is a curious mess.

Quo Fata Vocant by prettysailorsoldier (E, 18,115 w., 1 Ch. || Unilock / Teenlock, Librarians, Bisexual John, Flirting, First Time, Tattoos, Valentine’s Day, Secret Admirer, Matchmaker) – Sherlock is enamored with one of the employees at the university library, wiling away hours of his days just to catch a glimpse of the dynamic John Watson: captain of the rugby team, event manager for the LGBT society, and third-year medical student. Of course, being only a first-year, it's unlikely John will ever notice him. At least, until fate (and a little well-intentioned meddling) intervenes.

Ghosting by johnwatso (E, 22,590 w., 11 Ch. || Post S4, Angst With a Happy Ending, Tattoos, Friends to Lovers) – Sherlock notices that John has a new(ish) tattoo and will go to any lengths to figure out what it means, forcing them to explore the true nature of their relationship.

Rose Petals and Peonies by softsweaterskeletonboi (T, 22,900 w., 16 Ch. || Trans Punk Unilock AU || Trans Sherlock, Child Sexual Abuse, Parent/Child Incest, Flower Shops, Tattoo Parlour, Trigger Warnings) – AU where John is a uni student working in a flower shop next to a tattoo parlor. Things change when punk, flirtatious Sherlock Holmes shows up. However, things quickly turn serious, as the two become entangled in ways they never thought they could.

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #my fic recs #tattoos and piercings #tattoolock #Anonymous

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yunisverse · 6 years

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I can't decide between 110. “You don’t even know me.” or 45." “No. You listen to me.” So please choose to your liking. Rubberhose AU Elias. But only if you have time and you want to. Thank you in advance ^^

They stand opposite each other for a moment, the tension almost thick enough to see. Henry is the first to break eye contact.

“Can I come in?”

Elias takes another moment to look over his father, presumably milking the power play for all he can. Finally, he turns back into his apartment. “If you came all this way.”

Henry lets out a breath. That’s a whole exchange without bickering. It’s a start.

The shag carpet is worn down and probably hasn’t been vacuumed since the last tenants lived here (or longer), the wallpaper is yellowed and peeling at corners, and the whole place is soaked in a myriad of smells Henry hopes to avoid recognizing. Still, the apartment is a lot cleaner than Henry expected–no laundry or garbage strewn about, anyway. He leans on his cane and debates taking a seat on the threadbare couch, but decides making himself at home wouldn’t be too well received out the gate.

“You’re not sleeping here,” Elias says. He’s eyeing the suitcase still clutched in Henry’s free hand. “I’ve got four roommates. There’s no space.”

“No, I wasn’t… I wouldn’t impose.”

“Of course not.” He coughs out a laugh. “Look. Just tell me what you’re doing here. What’s so important you had to drag yourself all the way across the country?”

“I wanted to see you.”

“Why?” It’s not a question as much as an accusation.

Henry falters. A dozen answers pile up on the back of his tongue, choking him before he can let any one out. He spent the entire trip thinking over how to tell him what happened, where to start, how he could possibly make his son understand what’s changed. The number of times he’s tried to plan it out, he’s gotten so tangled up in all the details that he’s convinced himself there’s no good outcome. Just the two of them in a room together, waiting for the bomb to go off.

“I–I, uh, brought you something.” Henry turns away, setting his suitcase down on an uneven coffee table. “It’s not much, but I thought you would appreciaNO”

Henry’s suitcase springs open the instant he undoes the latch, and with a SPROING a pitch black blob spins up through the air. The table wobbles wildly as the dark figure lands, arms spread wide and smile as pearly white as the paper he’d started upon. “TA-DAAAA!”

“What the hell!” Elias yells, staggering back against a shelf loaded to the brim with plants and art supplies.

“Nope, not anymore!” Bendy replies.

Henry’s knuckles go white around his cane. Of all the worst case scenarios he had planned for, this had to be even worse. “I–Bendy I told you to wait at home–”

“And that’s when you shoulda known I’d’ve tagged along.” Bendy wags an admonishing finger at Henry as he hops down from the coffee table. He waves cheerily to Elias, who’s fumbling with the shelf and watching the little toon with wide and disbelieving eyes. “Hey! You’re the guy, right? I’ve heard loads! No, actually, I haven’t. No one wants to tell me anything about you, knew I’d have to get an eyeful myself or nothing would EVER get anywhere! Pleasure to meet ya, you probably know me already, but I’m Bendy the DancAUGH”

Having finally located the right box on the shelf, Elias readies another handful of purifying salt. “Get back! Not another step!” He grits his teeth, glaring at his father. “You brought a simulacrum into my apartment?!”

“No! He just–a what?”

“Henry, ahhh, Henry, it stings!” Bendy stumbles back towards Henry, rubbing at his face.

“No, don’t scratch at it, that’ll make it worse. Come here, Bendy, let me get a look.”

“You chewed me out for charm bindings! You grounded me for a week for looking at circle patterns, and you went and built your old stupid drawings from Aim’s essence?!”

“That’s not what happened. Bendy, hold still. That’s not so bad, is it? Just little mottling, that’ll come out with a few jokes.”

“I can’t believe this.” Elias runs a hand over his face. “This is–this is disgusting. You’re, you’re really pathetic, you know that, right? All these years, and you’re still playing with some construct wearing that stupid cartoon’s face.”

Bendy pushes Henry away suddenly, head swiveling a hundred and eighty degrees to gape at Elias. “What did you call me?”

Elias ignores Bendy’s question, still glowering at Henry. “Is that why you’re here? Crawling back now that you need some cheap enchantments to pretend your glory days are still going? Is that it?!”

“HEY! I’m talking to you!” Bendy moves towards Elias again, far less jovial this time. He falters as Elias lifts another pinch of salt. “Listen, I dunno who you think you are, pal, but if this is how you’re gonna treat your guests–”

“No. You listen to me. I don’t care about what sort of pentagram scheme he’s gotten himself into, I’m not about to indulge any charm junkie who cheats his homunculus into my home without an invitation.”

Bendy draws himself up to his full height, which thankfully is pretty short these days. “You keep throwing around all these fancy words showin’ off how smart and magicky you are like you got me figured out from a glance, but you don’t even know me. And whatever row you got going with your old man, trust me, I get it. I’ve wanted the geezer dead since you were my size. Almost managed it a few times too, didn’t I Henry?”

Henry, collapsed on the couch with his face in his palms, waves one hand vaguely. “Half of ‘em were jokes.”

“Not the point!” Bendy chirps, not taking his eyes off Elias. “If I can get over that, you can pull the hammer out of your space for a minute and listen to what he’s got to say.”

Elias squints at Bendy a few seconds, eyes flickering over the toon’s monochrome form. After a moment, he looks up at Henry again. “What is this thing?” Some of the venom in his voice has given away to bewilderment.

“I don’t know. I didn’t make him.” Henry lifts his head. “He’s just… Bendy. And he’s not why I’m here. Well,” he rolls a shoulder in a shrug, “technically, he is. But he’s not what I wanted to talk to you about.” He raises his voice a little. “You weren’t even supposed to meet him today.” Bendy grins and turns back to trot over to Henry, though his face never turns away from Elias. “But… well, a lot has happened, and… it made me think. About mistakes, and time, and how I…” He runs a hand through his hair. “I can’t fix all the things I did. Or the things I didn’t do. But I want to try again. I think… I think it’s worth it. If you’re willing.”

As soon as he finishes speaking, Henry wishes he’d said something else. Or said all the same things, in a different way. In a different order. He couldn’t have fit everything in, surely, not in one go, but he could have done better than that. Elias still hasn’t said anything, maybe he should say something else. Now that he’s stopped, though, he can’t just start again, not until–

“You need to leave.” Elias says.

Something darker and colder than the Ink washes over Henry. “Elias–”

“Go. Just–leave. You–” He shoots a look at Bendy, who’s placed one gloved hand over Henry’s knee. “You need to get that thing out of here. I can’t explain this to–” Elias takes a breath. “I need… time. To think. I’ll find you if…” He rubs at the bridge of his nose. “Go.”

Henry sits still for a moment, blinking. Then, with a grunt, he pulls himself to his feet, leaning heavily on his cane. Bendy opens his mouth to argue, before Henry shoots him a look. Going back to his suitcase, he pulls out an empty paper bag, a few crumbs the only remnants of the fudge that was supposed to be for Elias. Henry glances at Bendy.

“It was a long flight,” Bendy mutters, having the decency to look ashamed.

With a deep breath, Henry clicks his suitcase shut. “What’s done is done.”

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