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minx-scribbles · 1 year

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LISTEN I NEED MORE OF FREAKY NERD ARMIN PLSS

part one | part two pairing: nerd!Armin x nb!reader

at school one day, you go to his desk that he usually sits in at third period, but he isn't there. so you get a little curious and look through his big piles of papers and heavy books

you find one journal not like the rest. it has many different penciled doodles and it's smaller, hand-held.

you flip to a random page and what you read surprises you...

you never knew Armin Arlert had such a potty mouth :0

it was intriguing to say the least. every detail seemed to be thought of so carefully

the way he described you made you're whole body heat up in anticipation... was your dream coming true?

you've liked Armin since you guys were kids, but he never gave off the vibes that he liked you... maybe he was just that respectful

your thoughts would be interrupted by Armin gasping behind you, with the reddest face you've ever seen

you'd tease him yes, but you would ask if he actually liked you...

he would finally have the guts to ask you out on a real date, since you've basically have seen what his thoughts have consisted of

he'd take you out to the local farmer's market, buy you some flowers, and walk around with you at the local park, watching the fireflies flicker and listening to the trickling stream

at some point, you guys would decide to go back to his place, and he would make the best dinner ever. Literally this man is a chef on the low

sitting down in his apartment and eating the meal he made for you, drinking a bottle of red wine (that's his parents lol), and listening to your guy's favorite songs...

after cleaning up together, you decide that this man proved himself to be a gentleman, so you make the first move and kiss him right there in the kitchen

the kiss is soft and genuine. after pulling away, you guys look at each other, the twinkle in his eyes were so comforting

he kisses you this time. he is slow, but it seems to be calculating. he doesn't want to overstep any of your boundaries (and mostly just trying to savor every moment he has with you)

you would bring your hands up to his soft hair, running your fingers through the thick mop

Armin loves his hair being played with, maybe a bit too much because he get's excited and the sweet little kisses you guys shared turned into a heated make out sesh

your adventurous hands continued to make their way around his upper torso

you'd feel his arms, his chest and his neck... everything was so soft that you could keep touching him forever

his hands would get the courage to roam your body too. he would start with your waist, then getting riskier by bringing them down to your ass

Armin is very vocal, he will let you know what he likes and also tell you what crosses his limit

so this man will definitely whimper, whine, moan, and groan to his little heart desires

you start kissing his neck and feeling the vibrations from his whimpers fuels your fire and you leave little hickeys - little enough that you could barely see them

Armin leads you to his room, wanting more privacy for you. he takes you to his bed and he asks you again if this is what you really want

you reassure him, but he still seems to be unsure. so you smile at him and continue where you left off in the kitchen

leaning over him so that he is the one laying on the bed with your legs on both sides of his torso, you take his hands and put them back where they belong, on your hips

he doesn't move them from this spot for a good 2 minutes while you guys are making out and getting hot and bothered. but he gets excited, you could feel it, and he starts to knead at your ass with his digits

this makes you moan and it drives him mad, flipping you guys over so than he has the upper hand

he kisses your mouth, chin, neck, chest, going over your nipples with open mouthed kisses, and continuing to go down until he stops at your navel, looking at you again with questioning eyes you nod and help him take off your lower garments, excitement buzzing through your muscles

Armin's brain is moving a million miles per second, trying to remember how his fantasies played out. but he throws it all away and he focuses on you

he makes his spot between your legs, giving you eye contact the whole time because he wants to see every beautiful expression you make, especially the fucked-out one

he doesn't start slow with giving you head, hell no, this man goes in full swing. he wants to taste every bit of you

you grip onto his hair in shock, gasping at how fast he could move his long tongue

you could feel your legs start to shake after a few minutes of ecstasy, but Armin's arms lock over your thighs, keeping them down and out of his way

you continue to tug at his hair and moan out his name, and he is loving every second of it. he was too tight in his slacks at this point without missing a beat, he takes off his pants

you notice but you were enjoying the feeling of his tongue on you that you couldn't get any words out

right before you could feel yourself reach your climax, you don't feel the heat of his face anymore but the cold air

you open your eyes and you see Armin on top of you, with both hands on both sides of your face and without his pants, what a sight to see, and his face glistening with your slick and his saliva. you could've came at the sight

Armin notices you staring at him and he gives you a half smile with a blush dusting his pretty face

Armin wasn't the biggest that you've been with, but man was it the prettiest and the perfect size. it was light with a pinkish blush on the tip and a little precum - it made you want to give it a quick kiss and a kitten lick

and you did, and the response from Armin was exactly what you wanted. His arms shake and he lets out a broken moan

but he stops you from continuing, "I can't hold it in much longer, let me be in you, please" he begs

you don't deny him his pleasure and lean back down to where you were originally, letting him take the lead again

the suspense intensifies as Armin catches his breath and gives you a long, passionate kiss.

While you are distracted, Armin slowly presses himself into you. There was minimal pain, from the saliva and slick preparing you

Once he is balls deep, he lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding, and so do you

you guys sit there a while so your body can adjust and the pleasure creeps up from your toes to your chest and you squirm below him, "please move" you moan into his ear, resting your hands on his shoulders

he doesn't hesitate, taking his hips back and thrusting himself back into you, the both of you moaning simultaneously he stays at his steady pace, enjoying every ounce of pleasure that you are giving him

"god, you feel so good baby"

but it doesn't last long, you start to get antsy and you nibble on his ear and meeting his thrusts, showing him you are ready for more

Armin takes the hint and starts to hit the right spot, making your eyes roll into your skull and letting out an airy sigh

the speed of his hips surprise you as you hold onto his broad shoulders, nail indentations will definitely paint his skin in the morning

the both of you are very close to your climaxes as you can hear both of your breaths start to hitch in your throats and you can feel his thrusts start to get sloppy - but they never stop hitting your sweet spot

he holds his climax in until he sees you make a mess on him, your body convulsing and twitches under him while you moan out his name over and over again

once he feels you stop trembling, you feel Armin pull out and let himself spill all over your stomach with a loud groan, his pupils blown out

you guys lay next to each other for a while, catching your breath before he goes to grab a towel and some of his clothes for you

"lets do that again" Armin says with a giggle while he cleans you up

#armin smut #armin arlet x reader #armin aot #armin arlert #armin fanfiction #aot smut #aot fandom #aot fanfiction #aot #aot fluff #aot x reader #armin x reader #armin imagine #armin arlert imagine

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jksprincess10 · 1 year

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Hey idk if ur requests are open ( if not just ignore this) I would like to request a Joel x fem!reader where we in the situation that we are in the forest and it’s just so cold that Joel try’s to help us ;) it can go in a kind of smutty way, but if you are not comfortable with that it’s totally fine :)

Thanks in advance 🌺

Thank you !! I loved writing this!

The tracker

CW: smut, unprotected sex, age difference.

They called you the tracker. No one knew your real name. Like the nickname suggested, you could track anyone down. In these hard times, it was your job, especially after leaving the fireflies. It was the only way to survive. Joel had hired you to track down his brother Tommy, an ex-firefly, which made your job easier. You had an eye on him at Jackson, Wyoming, but the road there was a tiring one.

You’d just have to find him. Joel took care of everything else.

Seasons changed under your eyes by the day. You were so close to your target. But a white coat enveloped the forests you were crossing, and it was so cold.

You stopped after a long day of walking, taking cover behind a huge rock that stopped some of the wind coming your way. You got started on a fire while Joel checked on the food you two had left. He was a silent partner, and you didn’t know much about him. He was pragmatic, quiet, and almost scary. You heard he had done bad things in the past, and maybe it showed from his bruised knuckles and numerous scars.

“Stupid fucking snow will slow us down.” He finally grunted.

You watched the flames lighting up the night, the reassuring smell of smoke filling up your lungs. You shrugged with a smile.

“Sorry you have to spend more time with me. As long as I get paid, I don’t mind how long it’ll take.”

“You will, tracker.”

With little small talk, you two ate and you went to sleep in your sleeping bag. The fresh air made it hard for you to sleep, and you were starting to shiver. You were a big talker, but you weren’t used to such harsh conditions. Joel looked at you for some time, before saying:

“Take off your clothes.”

You sat up and frowned your eyebrows at him.

“What?”

“Take off your clothes and give me some space."

“Damn, if you’re trying to fuck me, there are better ways to ask for it.”

He shot you a dirty look, but you simply smiled as you peeled off the layers.

You had thought about Joel in that way. Yes. He was physically attractive, strong, and older.

“I’m just trying to let you die of hypothermia. It’s easier to get heat with two naked bodies.”

Of course, you knew. You’d just never thought he’d… ask. Your coat, thick sweater and pants left the sleeping bag, leaving you shivering in your panties and bra. Joel approached slowly, not looking at you as he took off some of his clothes, leaving him in his boxers. You stared at him without any shame, as he wiggled himself in your small sleeping bag. He put his arms around you, your back flush against his back. He was as warm as he looked. You felt yourself blush as you felt every inch of his body. Joel could barely look at you, as his warm hands laid on your stomach.

You eventually shivered less and less.

“Well, this is fucking awkward.” You finally said. “But warm.”

“You’re welcome.”

It had been so long since you two felt the presence of anyone, the warmth of a body, the close sounds of breathing. Your bodies did manifest the normal reaction of arousal.

“I can feel your hard-on.”

“Sorry.”

“Just take me to diner before fucking me, damn.”

For the first time, you heard his breathy laugh.

“Been a while.” He apologized again.

“Same. You’re hot though, not just in the warm way.”

Did it sound cheesy? Yes? Did it work? Also, yes.

Joel’s warm hand traveled south, finding the edge of your panties, before cupping your sex. His warmth made you lose your breath for second. His digits explored your wet folds blindly, as he was holding you close. His lips traveled to your neck. There was not an ounce of softness in this man, still he tried to give some softness to you. You ass pressed against Joel’s bulge, making him groan slightly.

Two of his fingers caressed your clit, making you whimper softly. You were getting wetter by the second, and you squirmed against him, leaning your pelvis more into his touch. Joel’s movements got rougher, until you found your sweet release.

He got rid of your underwear and his, and you felt his length tease your slit. You whimpered and tried to relax as he inserted his length between your folds, until he bottomed out, his hips hitting your ass.

It was a stretch, yes, but the pain made you feel something else than the cold and the hunger. One of his hands kept your hips in place as the other one crept up your bra. You let him do anything he wanted, moving against him only when he did, with lazy thrusts. You both didn’t have much energy left from walking all day, only relying on the desperateness of your need. His name left your lips, even though it felt too intimate. He didn’t know yours, so animalistic groans replace any coherent words.

He kept thrusting slowly, but forcefully, until he found his release, more warmth spilling between your thighs.

You sighed and thanked him for warming you up, falling asleep while he was cleaning you up with a smile.

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boxofbonesfic · 2 years

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Title: Size

Pairing: Soft Dark!Thor Odinson x Reader

Kink Prompt: Size [Size Kink]

Word Count: 1,956

Summary: You accept a catering job from a customer.

Warnings: Noncon/Dubcon, Lightly Implied Kidnapping, Obsessive Behavior, Size Kink, Stalking, Smut, Darkfic, Forced Intoxication, AU: Dark, Dead Dove: Do not eat, Minors DNI!

A/N: entry number five and the latest of my very late week 2 fics for my kinktober celebration! mind the tags and warnings, as always, and enjoy! divider by @firefly-graphics

Thor’s… infatuation begins as all things do—small.

It is perhaps the turn of your head as you make his coffee—dark and sweet, the way he likes it. Or maybe the set of your mouth as you pour, full lips pressed together into as you concentrate. Small, soft hands, sweet, round face, filling his thoughts to bursting, and still he cannot get enough of you. Your flour smudged cheeks, fingers stained with spun sugar, you are as addictive as the sweets he lines up for, standing a full head taller than every other person in the queue.

He isn’t entirely sure when he began coming for you instead of the sweets lining the shelves and window displays of your shop. His first visit, Thor had thought of nothing else besides assuaging his craving for sweets. Now, however, his thoughts are consumed with other things—

Like whether or not the girth of his cock will fit between your pretty lips.

He inhales the scent of warm sugar and browned butter, shifting impatiently. He wants to force his way to the front, demand you close down and serve only him, the way he would if he were home, on Asgard. But he knows that you require a light touch, a gentler hand. The way you peek bashfully up at him through your lashes when he finally reaches the front of the line tells him this.

“H-hello, um, again,” you say, a smile spreading across your full lips. Your hair is tied back with a white kerchief, but a few curls spring out to frame your pretty face. He watches your throat move as you swallow nervously.

“Greetings,” he replies, gracing you with a charming smile. He rubs the back of his neck a little, as his smile turns embarrassed. “I fear I simply cannot stay away.” His self-deprecating laugh earns him a sweet little laugh.

“Oh gosh. That’s, you’re just—“ You stammer nervously, shaking your head. “Flatterer.”

“We had a baker, in the castle. His only task was to deliver the finest of pastries to us. I fear you have him beat on all accounts.” You shake your head, laughing again, this time with disbelief. “And that is not flattery. It cannot be flattery if it is true.”

Uncomfortable with the compliment, you try to steer the conversation back to the transaction, the one thing Thor is trying to put off. “You’re too kind. What can I get for you today?”

“I shall have two of your fruit tarts. And one of these, please.” He points to a delicately frosted cookie in one of the display cases. As you’re puttering about getting his order together, Thor clears his throat. “I also come with a business proposal.”

You stop and turn to look at him. “Like… a catering thing?”

He nods.

“Yes. We are to celebrate the start of the harvest season, might you grace our tables with your talents?” You swallow again, teeth sinking into your deliciously plump lower lip as you slowly drop the cookie into a wax paper bag and replace the tongs on the lid.

“Where is it?”

—

New Asgard is not as glorious to behold as his home once was, but he is still impressed by the traditional architecture the remainder of his people have been able to erect. The mead hall is bright and bustling with activity, the festivities well underway. Thor watches as you flit from serving table to serving table, fussing over the plates. When you see him watching you, you smile apologetically.

“Sorry. I get… controlling, when I cater.” You nervously tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “I hope everything has been good.”

“Delicious. I could not have asked for better.” He produces a goblet of Asgardian wine, and it’s massive in your small hands. “I do not believe you have partaken.” He smiles. “It is a celebration, is it not?”

You try to put the goblet down on the small table, but Thor’s smile drops by a fraction. He sees the desire to please in you plainly, and this time is no exception as you hesitate, and then turn back to him.

“I’m—well, you know, I’m working, technically.” He looses a booming laugh in response.

“If you are working, then I am your employer, am I not? Please, enjoy the evening.” He watches you carefully as you tip the goblet up to your lips. Your eyebrows rise with surprise.

“This is good, actually.” You sniff at the alcohol, looking up at him. “I’m not really much of a drinker,” you admit with a sheepish look.

“Mead. Our finest. You’ll find the quality quite different from that of your Midgardian brew.”

“Yes, it’s sweeter,” you chirp, taking another sip. Thor is careful to keep the knowing smile from his face. “I like it.” He chats idly with you as you finish it, draining the goblet.

“I must ask. What led you to this profession?”

“Oh, um. My grandmother, actually.” The alcohol has loosened your tongue. You press a hand to your warm cheek. “I grew up with her, and she was always baking. I’m sure you can tell,” you point at yourself, a self-shame dripping from every syllable.

“I’m afraid I do not share that particular Midgardian sensibility,” he says casually. “My people find a,” he pauses, letting his eyes linger on yours for a moment more than was appropriate, “robust figure to be a sign of good health.” His smile widens by a fraction. “And virility.” He turns to a passing server, and plucks another two goblets of wine from her tray. Thor presents one to you, and you’re too flustered not to take it.

You take a few sips, and Thor readies his timed apology. “I’m sorry, I did not mean to offend.”

“Y-you, um, you didn’t.” You’re eager to change the subject, and Thor obliges.

“Would you like a tour?” He asks, the smile on his face turning proud. “I would be honored to show you.” You want to be talking about anything other than yourself, and so you nod as Thor watches you drain your second goblet.

“Yes, yes please. That would be wonderful.”

He walks you through the tapestries lining the walls of the great hall, victories and feats of valor performed by his father, his ancestors. There are artifacts on marble pedestals in the hallway, and as Thor closes the large doors behind him, the sound of festivities fades into interminable silence. You marvel appropriately at his treasures, and Thor beams at you.

“My father’s helm,” he replies, nodding at the golden helmet you stand in front of. “It was quite something to see him ride into battle.”

“These are amazing,” you reply earnestly. “I’m… I’m very sorry. About what happened.”

His smile turns grim. “Yes.” He grimaces. “A loss I fear my people shall never recover from.” The long hallway begins to slope upward, leading to a set of stone steps. He leads you up them, and you follow unquestioningly. His own chambers are above the mead hall, ornately furnished in the style of his destroyed home. You gape at the luxury of it as he leads you inside, your eyes moving from the brightly lit fire in the hearth to the bed, the balcony. The settees and pillows in front of the hearth make for fine seating, and there is a pitcher of wine and two glasses on the table. Thor motions for you to sit, and you do.

You smooth the silky fabric of your dress behind you carefully as you perch on the pillows, and Thor begins to pour you another glass.

“I really shouldn’t—”

“What is another glass of wine between friends, hmm?” He asks, knowing full well that the inside of your skull must be buzzing fiercely already. Cowed, you meekly accept the goblet, raising it to your lips as he raises his. “I must complement you once again,” he says, and you fidget, drinking deeply from your goblet.

“T-thank you. I honestly… I can’t believe you asked me.” Thor settles himself beside you, close enough that your thighs touch.

“I could think of none better.” His hand falls to your shoulder, and you swallow thickly, and lean forward to place your goblet back on the little table in front of you. You miscalculate though, and almost miss. Thor quickly snatches the cup from your alcohol-clumsy fingers with a chuckle.

“Careful, little mouse.”

You duck your head. “I’m—I’m sorry. I think I’ve had a bit too much to drink.” The words are slurry and heavy on your tongue, he can tell by how their edges run together, the words blurring like runny watercolor. “I—”

“It is strong, is it not?” He hums, placing it on the table.

“Y-yes.” You blink up at him blearily before shaking your head. “I-I should go. Check back on the—” His hand clamps down your thigh, large enough to cover most of it with his palm. Thor squeezes gently.

“No, pet,” Thor chides you softly. “We’re having a conversation. It is rude to leave now.” You squeak as he squeezes again. “You know, I quite like you.” He revels in the feel of your soft skin under the thin fabric of your dress, his hand moving slowly up and down your thigh. Your eyes widen as you search for an exit, your mouth opening and closing while you try to find words to dissuade him.

“Th-that’s very nice, but, I, um—”

Thor chokes off your protests by lifting the goblet to your lips for you. He tilts it up as his other hand slides behind your head. Your eyes widen with shock, and you cough, sputtering as he tips the wine down your throat. Some of it runs out of the corners of your mouth as you choke on it, but far more of it goes down your throat. You feel dizzy and sick as he pulls away, swaying dangerously on the couch.

His hands are already working at his belts and trousers furiously, before loosing the cape at his shoulders. You lift a hand to your head as you try—and fail—to stand, falling back to the cushions. Thor hushes your drunken, mumbled protests with his own mouth, sighing as he runs his tongue along the seam of your lips. You’re so small, his hands span almost the length of your waist as he grabs you about the hips, pulling you down until your hips fit lewdly against his. You try to close your thighs around his hips clumsily. The movement forces your dress up your hips, exposing your panties as you fidget.

“—I, wait—”

“It’s alright, pet,” he brushes one of this thumbs across your lips, slipping it between them as you open your mouth to speak again. “I’m going to make you feel so good.” He groans at the sight of you, and slaps his cock against your vulva a few times for good measure.

“F-feel good?” You mumble drunkenly, looking up at him with wide, glassy eyes.

“Oh yes, pet,” he purrs, fisting his length in one hand. The thick, veiny length of him stretches almost to your belly button, and as he plays with the swelling nub at your center, you grow slick and whiny. Your breath hitches in your chest as he presses against your tight entrance, your cunt stretching reluctantly around his head. You whine, pressing your head back into the pillows as you huff through your teeth.

“T-too big, Thor—” The head pops inside and he feels you shudder, the words turning into an embarrassedly pleased moan.

“On the contrary pet,” he says lowly, drawing back only to drive in another few inches. “I think it’s just right.”

fin

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a-writer-on-elm-street · 7 months

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you wanna play knives?

kinktober day one - knife play

pairing: baby firefly x afab!reader

warnings: smut, DUBCON, knife play, blood, fingering, no pronouns used, reader wears a skirt, baby calls reader a bitch

a/n: starting off strong with this one. honestly, i am so down bad for baby it's embarrassing

also, this isn't proof-read and there isn't currently a word count, i will be adding the word count sometime tomorrow

"Wanna play a game?" Baby asked, twirling the point of a knife against the rope tied around your wrist.

You'd been left tied to a chair in her room for the last few hours, just...waiting. And now the blonde had finally returned, a sick smile on her face as she knelt between your legs.

"I'm gonna ask you some questions," she explained, grinning at you. "If you get them right, I'll let you go. If you get them wrong..."

She looked down at the knife above your wrist. "Well...you don't wanna know what happens if you get them wrong."

You simply stared at her, waiting for her to continue.

"Alright. Who is....my favourite movie star?"

"I don't know," you answered, unable to tear your eyes away from her mouth, from the way it seemed to pull into the brightest of smiles.

She was insane, but you couldn't deny that she was fucking beautiful. You supposed this being the last thing you saw would at least soften the blow that you were going to die here.

"Well?" She asked when you didn't offer her a proper answer. "Who's my favourite movie star? You want me to let you go, don't you?"

You should've said yes. You should've desperately nodded and pleaded with her to just let you go.

"I won't say anything, I swear," you should've been saying, tears streaming down your face as you spoke.

But you just sat there, staring at that damn smile.

"Alright, here's another game," she said then, pressing her lips into a line, before moving the point of the knife to your bare thigh. "You wanna play knives?"

Again, you should've frantically shook your head at her, pulled at the restraints and begged to be let go. But you just sat there...waiting.

Did you want this? Did you want to feel her touching you like this? Were you really that fucked in the head?

You watched as she trailed the knife up the inside of your thigh, the cool metal making you shiver.

"Damn, you are much quieter than all the other assholes I've had in here," Baby commented then, dragging the blade closer to your centre. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you actually like being here."

You didn't speak, you just remained completely still, watching.

"Is that it?" She grinned. "Did I get it right? I know I'm right."

Again, you didn't speak, but that didn't stop her from persisting.

"Alright, I have a game. I'm gonna stick my fingers in that pussy of yours, and I'm gonna fuck you. I wanna see how long you can stay quiet." She paused a moment, lifting the flimsy material of your skirt off your thighs, and slipping your panties down your legs. "If you make a sound, I cut you. Got it?"

You nodded.

She grinned, slowly tracing her fingers along the inside of your thigh, stopping when she reached your pussy.

"Remember, you gotta be quiet," she reminded you, before you felt her drag a finger through your folds.

You practically flinched from the contact, a fire already beginning to crackle in your stomach. Holy shit.

Seconds later, she was pushing a finger inside you, and you had to bite down on your tongue to keep a moan from slipping out.

"You like that?" She said, beginning to move her finger inside you. "Huh, bitch?"

You bit your lip, nodding, your eyes fluttering closed.

This was crazy. Absolutely fucking insane. And yet you were enjoying it thoroughly, revelling in the way her finger dragged along your walls, in the sound of her voice as she teased you, trying to get a sound out of you.

After a moment, she added a second finger, and you couldn't help thrusting your hips into her hand, desperate for more friction, your release building.

"Well, damn," she chuckled. "Look at you, all desperate for me."

Against your better judgement, you moaned in response.

"Did I just hear you make a sound?" Baby answered, giggling. "You did, didn't you?"

And within moments, you felt the blade pierce the skin on the inside of your thigh, hot blood spilling out of the fresh wound.

"You lose!" She boasted, grinning as she worked her fingers inside you faster. "Don't worry though, I'll still let you come."

You rocked your hips into her hand harder as she fucked you with her fingers and before long, you were reaching your release, a wave of pleasure coursing through your body as you came around her fingers.

And when you were done, she pulled her fingers out of you, sucking hard on them as she grinned. "Now, I want you to give me a kiss and say: 'thank you, Baby, I had a really good time."

You did as she said, leaning forward as best you could and pressing a forceful kiss to her lips. And then you smiled. "Thank you, Baby, I had a really good time."

And you weren't lying.

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munv · 1 year

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𝗠𝗘𝗦𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗭𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗔

A lil sum to keep you all on edge before I post part 2 of you know what 🗣❗️❗️

Diasomnia x !vanitas reader

LILIA finds you interesting and that’s on period. Curing all vampires you say? What devotion! And he can tell without hesitation you would use him for your own benefit if it meant achieving that. Naturally the minute you were assigned to the dorm he had grown quite fond of you and your nature. Yet, he still couldn’t decipher what type of person you were. Seeming a bit..twisted, in a way.

Him being a being who has lived for many years on end could at least tell that lonely look in your eyes was filled with hatred. You don’t quite see him as annoying but him teasing you has been getting on your nerve quite a lot. Lilia has been doing this without stop in hopes that your false facade would eventually crack. He want’s to see the real you and you my dear, are terribly mistaken if you think he’ll stop just at teasing you.

SEBEK in a sense suprsingly acknowledges your strength. He just refuses to say it outloud and continues to curse you out for being a human. Which you find a completely nuisance. “HUMAN! HOW COULD YOU SAY SUCH VILE WORDS IN FRONT OF-” “would you shut up?” “...”

Yeah no, getting along with him is a bother. Although you are strong you aren’t STRONGEST and could be possibly weaker than sebek himself. So since you are his precious waka-sama’s friend he shall take it upon himself to protect you when others can’t!

SILVER knows only one thing. Is that you know his father and everyone else in diasomnia but yet he would barely make a effort to get to know you. However he was the polar opposite after finding out more about you. Especially that power of yours, so he ALSO decides to train with you in hopes of getting stronger, after even training he still spends time with you because you both alike love the comforting silence you bring one another after some time.

Silver probably silently watches you do something and then falls asleep with a content smile on his face. Sometimes you even bring it upon yourself to fall victim to sleep beside him.

MALLEUS literally saw your powers ONCE and started his “investigation” yes it was stalking you but gladly he had no ill intent! You caught him one day in the bushes with two green curious eyes looking right back at you, and that my friend is how your friendship started! He often loves to cast spells with fireflies around since it looks simply magnificent. And if you’re really uo for it, you use the book of vanitas and show him the true beauty of it.

You both can relate at some extent to the point of being lonely but you finally realized you have each other. Though he’s sad that you might not even live as long he knows that you will always be his lil shy friend who refuses to acknowledge has a crush on him if it starts to get romantic.

Do not worry though! Since he has taken more than “quite a liking” to you as well!

(you both tend to take walks in the garden together when you think nobody is watching it’s literally obvious)

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The Type You Save ~ S I X T E E N

James "Bucky" Barnes and OFC Alexandra "Alex" Richards

Detective James Barnes hasn't seen the love of his life in three years. Since the night she was almost caught stealing a painting. He knows it was her and she disappeared leaving him confused and heart broken.

Alexandra Richards never expected to be pulled back into her old life two years after she left it. She had found love and a home and was happy. Until a note blackmailed her to take one last job. Three years later she walked into the last person she expected to see in San Francisco. Because he lived in New York right?

They always put family before everything. And he would do anything to get his family back. Because she's the type you save.

TW: mob, death, smut, rape intentions, angst, guns, family abandonment, dub-con, manipulation

A/N: the penaultimate chapter

I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site, even if you give me credit. DO NOT REPOST MY FICS. Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated

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Previous: F I F T E E N

Series Masterlist ~ Main Masterlist

Steve woke up with pain. Shit, he thought to himself. The light in the room was blinding, not helping the headache he had at all. He blinked slowly trying to orient himself. He went to massage his head but found he couldn’t move. This is what finally brought him into full consciousness. He looked to see Nate sitting next to him, tied to the chair with his arms behind his back. He finally lifted his head and saw Alex in front of him, also tied to a chair but gagged. He could see that she had been crying. “Alex?”

“Ah, Captain Rogers, good to see you are finally awake.” A man in a crisp suit stood in front of him. “I don’t believe we have met. Christian Grey.”

Steve stared daggers at the man. “You’re the asshole that is trying to rip my family apart. Trying to take my brother’s wife. My nephew’s mother.”

“She is mine,” Christian snarled. “She was always mine.” He punched Steve in the face. Steve raised his face back up, a trickle of blood running from the corner of his lip. Alex muffled scream came from across the room. A laugh could be heard, and he looked to see another man with Zemo standing next to him.

Christian walked over to Nate. “I knew you would betray me, Nathaniel. You were always weak, especially for my girl.”

“She was never your girl.” Nate looked defiantly towards him. “You took an innocent girl and ruined her. I did everything to protect her. You just wanted to fuck her up. We had a code, ethics.”

Grey got right in his face. “Don’t act like you had to moral high ground,” he snarled. “You were right there next to us, doing my dirty work without a second thought. You lusted after Alex just like every other man. Let me rephrase, you were in love with her.”

Nate didn’t blink. “Yes, I do. I loved her so much, but she deserved more than this life. I had no problem helping her escape if it meant she was happy. I couldn’t save my soul, but I could save hers.”

Alex let the tears openly flow. She knew Nate had a crush, but she hadn’t known how deep it had gone. She looked at him with sorrow. Nate knew what she wanted to say but he simply nodded.

“That is so romantic. A declaration of love,” Grey mocked.

“Well, it’s better than what you think you are calling love.” Nate threw back. “Tell her. Tell her how you made her an orphan. How Walker ran them off that cliff. That you actually found her brother a few days after he tried to leave and tortured him when he refused to give his blessing. How he begged you to spare her life. How you slit his throat and watched him bled out on the same floor you made her bedroom in.”

Alex’s eyes widen at Nate’s words. She started to scream through the gag and buck in the chair. Her mind on Simon. She had assumed he was alive but underground. Underground was right but he hadn’t been alive in years.

Christian roared at Nate. “You think giving her these truths would make it better? I should kill you first, so she knows she is powerless to stop this. Walker.” Christian turned to face Alex as Walker went up to Nate and punched him in the gut, the force tipping the chair over and sending Nate onto his back. Walker picked him back up and swung at his face, his nose now bleeding but unconscious.

Alex continued to scream until Grey went and ripped the gag from her mouth. “You’re a monster! You killed my family!”

“I only did what I had to do to keep you, Alexandra. I wanted you from the moment I saw you.” He saw the confusion in her eyes. “You don’t remember? You wandered into a game one night, looking so innocent and beautiful. I knew I had to have you. But Simon refused. So, I eliminated the obstacles.” He laughed with such malice that it made Alex flinch. “You were so easy to mold into what I needed. Now, it’s time for some negotiations.”

Outside, the police were slowly surrounding the home and garage. Infrared camera detected no one in the house but they still send a team in to make sure. James and Tony were waiting at the command center with the local police captain Thor Odinson. “The house is clear, but it looks like someone was injured. They found blood in one of the bedrooms.”

“Alex,” James whispered and closed his eyes. He snapped them open. “Have you found Captain Rogers?”

“No, but we still have the garage that is a ways back.” Thor looked at his colleagues. “I would ask but I already know you won’t stay put.”

“Sorry, but my entire family is in this.” James pulled on his vest.

Tony moved to stop him. “Bucky, are you sure you can handle this?”

“I need to bring them back to Drew. He can’t lose them.” He checked the clip on his gun. “I’m taking Grey dead or alive.”

“What negotiations?” Alex kept breathing deep, trying to level her head. But all she saw were thoughts of her parents, her brother, ripped away from her.

“I have some paperwork that needs to be signed.” Grey smirked. “Formalities, really.”

“Formalities? For what?”

“For you to be completely mine. We have things that need to be resolved.”

Alex lifted her chin. “I won’t sign anything for you, you fucking prick.”

Christian didn’t say a word as stepped towards her. About six inches away, he leaned to her face. “Watch. Your. Mouth.” And without another warning he slapped her, her face rearing as it moved from the force. A cry left her mouth as the pain radiated.

“Don’t touch her!” Steve yelled, trying to move the restraints. He felt one of the ropes slip but didn’t let on as he slowly freed one of his hands.

“I won’t touch her again Captain. Not until we finished at least, and I claim my prize.” He whipped back to Alex. “These papers.” He threw them on the table next to her and turned her in her chair. “You will sign them. Otherwise,” he grasped her chin to have her face the men tied up, “I will make you watch as we began to play with them. Walker, as you know, loves to have fun with new friends.”

Alex’s eyes glanced at Walker, an evil smile gracing his face as he played with a knife from his belt, twirling, glinting with menace. “What are they?” she whispered.

“Marriage dissolution papers. I want you to be mine and first I need to end your joke of a marriage to that cop.”

Steve pleads with her. “Don’t sign them, Alex. Its ok. Everything is going to be ok.”

Alex could barely see him through the tears building up in her eyes. “I have too Stevie. I need to save you.”

“No, you don’t Ale. You were the one we needed to save. Everything will be ok. Please don’t sign them.”

The SWAT team approached the garage silently, James and Tony among them. They all positioned themselves near the windows and doors. James glanced in to see the three people tied up, Alex’s face red but could see someone with their head down and Steve with what looked like a hand free but playing it off. “We have three hostages in there, one who looks unconscious,” he whispered. They could now hear the conversation going on.

“This is all so sweet,” he heard Grey say, but now is not the time. A gun cocked back, ready to fire. “Now, Alexandra. What have you decided?”

He could hear Alex sobbing quietly. “What happens if he doesn’t sign? You need two signatures.”

“To save your life, I’m pretty sure I can get your officer to sign them. He gets everything after all. Your business, your money. Everything but your son. I’ll raise him after this. Bring him up to be a good soldier and eventual heir. You will still be his mother, but you will be my queen.”

Alex face was one of horror, matching the one she could see on Steve’s and unknowingly James’s as well. “You can’t have him,” she whispered.

“Oh, I will pet. And we will have others. Our own little family.” Christian laughed, echoing in the garage.

Steve saw out of the corner of his eye that Nate was waking up. Nate looked around and saw Steve waving his loose hand at him. He gestures to charge, and Nate understood. He waited until Walker turned his back on the men. Steve loosened his other hand holding the rope, so no noise was made. He glanced around for a weapon and saw James in the window. James winked and Steve understood. They were no longer alone.

He saw the men waiting for Alex to make her decision. He subtly glanced at Nate and nodded once.

James got ready after explaining what he saw. He made it to the main door. And took a breath. Please God, make sure they are ok. He closed his eyes and opened them with focus. The SWAT team took position in front, their tactical gear making the practical choice for all. Odinson counted down in his ear piece. “Breach in three, two, one… “

“Let’s have it, Alex. I want an answer. NOW!”

Alex pulled in a breath as she could see that Steve was free and motioning Nate, looked in her direction. But not at her. And it hit her. He was here. James was here. “Fine, I’ll sign. But I need my hands. I want to read it. To understand what you are taking away from me.”

Grey smirked. “Sure.” He let go of the tie on her wrist and she flexed. She picked up the papers and started to read them, her eyes moving but actually observing the scene. Walker and Zemo had their backs to Steve and Nate, a huge mistake on their part. Grey had his body turned as well.

Steve saw that he had Alex’s attention. He held up a hand counting down. Closing his fist, he quietly went up to Walker, Nate up to Zemo and charged. Steve put Walker in a choke hold while Nate charged into Zemo’s stomach, dropping both. Grey turned to the commotion and then back as the door burst open.

“Police!”

Grey didn’t hesitate, firing at the officers as he ducked behind the desk. Alex pushed herself back out of the way, but Grey grabbed her. Walker loosened Steve’s hold, turned and pointed his gun at Steve, but a SWAT officer took him out before he had a chance.

Nate was loose from the chair and began to wail on Zemo. Zemo pushed him off, but Steve got there with Walker’s gun. “Move and you die, “ cocking the gun back.

As the police moved in, Grey took hold of Alex and used her as a shield, his gun at her head, arm around her neck. James ran in and stopped. “Ah, Sargent Barnes. Nice of you to join us.”

“Stop!” James put his hand up to stop the other officers. Steve looked up and his face fell. Nate’s face twisted in anger at the scene. “Ok, just let her go.”

“Let her go? No, I don’t think I will.”

“Jamie!” Alex cried.

“Its ok Allie. Everything is going to be ok, doll.” James took in her disheveled state. “Are you hurt?”

She shook her head slightly. “No.”

“Ok enough chatter. You are going to talk to these nice officers and let us walk away. I’m going to put her in the car with me and we are going to drive far away. I won’t hurt her, and you get to live.”

“That’s not going to happen.” James kept his gun trained on him but had no clean shot.

A movement in his peripherals caused Grey to shift. “Think about what you are going Captain. I just need to pull and the world ends,” stopping Steve in his tracks.

“Ok, let’s just remain calm,” James called out. “You have no clean exit, Grey. I don’t want to kill you, but I will if you try and take her from me again.”

“Take her? She was mine to begin with! She was always mine! And you, you just charmed her with your Brooklyn ways!” Grey screamed. “You took the only thing I have ever loved!”

“She ran from you. What does that tell you?”

“Alex just needed time.” Grey was letting his delusions out. “Didn’t you just need time pet?” He grasped her neck harder, making her cry out. “She’ll see that we are perfect together. I just need to get rid of the obstacles. I just...” his eyes moved to James. “I just need to get rid of you.” He moved his gun away from Alex and pointed it at James.

“No, please!” Alex yelled. “I’ll leave, I’ll stay with you. Please don’t hurt him.” She cried harder. “Please don’t kill him.”

“You need to stay with me Alex and the only way is if he is gone.” His attention was now on Alex, watching her beg for her husband.

“Please Christian, I’m begging you to leave him alone.”

In the chaos of her pleas, Nate moved closer to James. He knew how unstable Grey could be. He got around Steve just as Grey refocused the gun on James.

“Thanks for keeping her safe Barnes. But it’s time to go.”

Alex screamed as the gun fired at James. “Jamie!”

James fell over, the wind knocked out of him after he hit the floor. He coughed and looked up to see Alex fall to her knees leaving Grey wide open. He fired and hit Grey right in the chest, the blood splattering onto Alex as Grey fell over on top of her.

That’s when James realized a body was pinning him down.

“Nate!” Alex screamed

James realized that this was Alex’s friend who jumped in the way to save his life. He pushed him over to see blood seeping from his stomach. James immediately put pressure on the wound. “Steve! Get Alex!”

Steve pushed Grey off of Alex. Steve checked her over as she thrashed to get to James and Nate. “Stevie please, I’m fine!” She finally pulled free. “Alex, wait.”

She fell next to Nate. His eyes looked around panicking until he saw her face. “Its ok Nate, it’s going to be ok,” she whispered.

“We need EMTs in here now!” James yelled. “Come on Nate, keep your eyes open.”

“Please Nate, keep your eyes on me,” Alex pleaded. She took his hand into hers. “You have to live, ok? I need to kick your ass for being so stupid.”

Nate tried to smile, blood coming from his mouth, staining his teeth. “Love. You,” he labored to say.

“Love you too Nate but don’t do this ok. My son needs to meet you.” She watched as his eyes began to flutter. “No, no, no, Nate come on, stay with us.”

The EMTs rushed over, and James moved out of the way to let them work. He went to Alex to move her out of the way. “Come on Allie.”

“No, I can’t leave him! Nate! Nate!” she screamed as James picked her up and pulled her away. “Jamie please, he needs me.”

“I know doll, I know. I’m sorry.” He held her close as she screamed for her friend.

Nate felt cold, but when he looked into Alex’s eyes, knowing she was now safe, he felt at peace. He let his eyes close as the medics worked on him. He could rest now that she was safe.

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rory-butnot-gilmore · 1 year

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Let Your Guard Down

you watch as Joel slowly starts to open up to you and Ellie more, and you talk to Ellie about her mom. when you make it to Kansas City, things get tense and Joel tries to mend the bridge between you two.

joel x fem!reader

one, two, three

Joel finally decided to stop and set up camp so everyone could get some rest. The three of you got everything set up for a camp, and you started warming up some of the Chef Boyardee. Joel had Ellie help him get the rest of the stuff to set up camp out of the truck. She was still talking his ear off, going on about how it was her first time camping in the woods. Joel was quiet, and eventually she gave up and came to talk to you.

“Did you and my mom ever sleep outside like this?” Ellie asked as she sat down next to you, and watched you stir the food in the pot, “Also, what is that stuff?”

“Hopefully some good tasting ravioli,” You smiled at her, “And for your first question, yes we did, there was a point and time where Anna and I slept outside for about three nights in a row,”

“Really?” Ellie looked hopeful that you would keep talking about this, about her mom.

“Mhm, we were supposed to be doing something for the Fireflies, your mom had the worst sense of direction, and hated being wrong,” You looked at Ellie, “So when I would suggest we were lost, she would tell me that she was sure she knew what she was doing,”

“Did she ever?”

“Oh yeah, she did, she was so smart, sometimes just had a tendency to rush herself and everything around her,”

“Did you ever, did you ever know my dad?”

You shook your head, “No, Anna and I got separated for about a month, then when we were reunited we found out about you,”

Ellie tried her hardest to not get a wider smile on her face, “It’s so cool that you knew my mom,”

“Yeah, and I want you to know that she would think you’re awesome.” You put some of the food on a plate for her, and whistled at Joel to let him know to come eat. The three of you sat down, and started eating. Joel was trying his best to be proper about it, cutting up his food. You just used your fork to cut the raviolis in half. Ellie on the other hand, was scarfing down the ravioli as if it was going to be her last meal.

“Slow down,” Joel sighed, and Ellie glared up at him.

“This is slow,” Ellie’s mouth was full so it sounded a little muffled, “It’s so good,”

“It’s twenty-year old Chef Boyardee,” Joel continued eating, “And I actually agree on it being good,”

“So how long are we staying out there?” You asked, “I could drive tonight if you want? I just need at least a small nap,”

Joel shook his head, “I figured I would sleep tonight, and drive all day tomorrow, make it to Wyoming by the next morning,”

“Should we set up a fire? I’m freezing” Ellie asked, but both you and Joel looked at her.

“Now why am I going to say no?” Joel snapped a little, and you lightly kicked him.

“The infected will see the smoke,” Ellie looked at you both, and you shook your head.

“They aren’t that smart, I think what Joel meant to say is we have to be careful of other people,” Ellie’s face flashed with a bit of nervousness. You tried to reassure her with a smile, “So we just need to take some precautions, that’s all,”

“Oh, would they rob us?”

“They’ll have way more in mind than just that,” Joel took a bite and you glared at him again. Ellie looked a little nervous for a second before she looked at you.

“Can you tell me more about my mom?” Ellie changed the subject, and you nodded your head. Joel glanced up a little, curious to see what you were going to say.

“Oh Anna,” You smiled to yourself, “We met two days before the outbreak, and she despite everything happening around us she still found a way to have a sense of humor about things, she got me through those first days,

We traveled together, Marlene was there too, but she started with the Fireflies and Anna and I got sent out together to try and recruit more people, so we just got even closer, after the first year she was my sister even if it wasn’t by blood,”

“Whoa,” Ellie looked at the lamp, “What did she look like?”

“A lot like you actually, you two have different eye colors, but there’s no denying you’re her daughter,” This made Ellie smile even more, which made you feel a lot better. Joel had been listening to the two of you, and watching you closely the entire time. There had been so much of your life that he didn’t know either, and it made his heart ache in the same ways yours did..

After everyone laid down, Ellie asked again if anyone would be able to find you all the way out here. Joel was the one to reassure her this time, and a little bit later you heard him get up from his sleeping bag. You rolled over and saw him standing guard at the tree line. After a moment of hesitation you stood up and went over to him, gently touching his arm. He jumped a little bit, then relaxed when he saw it was just you.

“You should get some rest Joel, I’ll do the watch,” You smiled at him, “I can sleep tomorrow in the truck,”

“I can handle it, Bill had coffee stored up so I can just make some of that in the morning,” Joel looked back at Ellie, “Just want to make sure I was right, and no one does come,”

“Well, then I guess I’ll stay up and watch with you, just in case you fall asleep,” You crossed your arms and leaned up against one of the trees. Joel stared at you for a second, before he nodded. He knew that you wouldn’t just listen and go lay back down.

“So, her mom.. What happened to her?” Joel asked quietly, you tensed up a little, “If you can’t talk about it, I understand,”

“A little bit after Ellie was born, she got bit by an infected, Marlene had to shoot her,” You clenched your jaw to try and force the sounds of her cries and that gunshot that filled your head, “I kept Ellie for about a month, until we made it back to Boston, Marlene thought she’d be safer in the FEDRA school, and I couldn’t argue,”

“Why not just, keep her? Stay in Boston with her?” Joel asked, but the underlying question was really him wondering why you didn’t stay where he could’ve found you sooner.

“Marlene had me convinced that I couldn’t do it, and maybe she was right, I hated leaving Ellie there though, so I left the Fireflies and left Boston,” You looked up at the stars, “It’s my turn to ask, what happened with Tommy?”

“Well, in true Tommy fashion, when Marlene approached him and told him that he could help change the world, he bought into it,” Joel shook his head, “Last I heard he quit the Fireflies, and is somewhere out West by himself, so I figured if we find him, we find the Fireflies,”

“Wyoming right? That’s the goal?”

“Yeah, between the two of us I have a feeling we will find him, then he can get us to where the kid needs to be,”

“And if we can’t find him?”

“We will, I’m persistent,”

“Oh really?” You didn’t mean to sound so offended, but you couldn’t lie that you were. If he was so persistent, why did he give up on you? Joel looked at you for a second, before he shook his head.

“That’s different,”

“Yeah, no, I bet it is huh? After all you can’t replace your brother, so why give up on him? But you did find Tess, so I guess that made it easier huh?” The silence was heavy between the two of you. All of the pain and anger you felt slipping through the cracks. You had tried to replace him too, you tried to give up, but you couldn’t. No matter how hard you tried you couldn’t let go.

“Y/n, you have to understand that I thought you were dead, there was no word from you, no signs of you being alive,” Joel was trying to keep his temper under control, even after you threw Tess back in his face, “I had no reason to even think that you survived,”

“Yeah, I didn’t either Joel, zero reason actually, but I didn’t give up because I loved you, and dammit I still do,” Joel’s eyes widened a little, “I know it’s not fair, I know you’re mourning Tess, but you could’ve at least acted like you were a little relieved I wasn’t dead,”

“Y/n,”

“Or maybe a little more explanation on what happened to Sarah? She was the closest thing I had ever had to a child Joel, for almost ten years of my life she was the center of everything for me too,” The tears were starting to sit in the corners of your eyes but you didn’t care, “She called me that first night, she was so damn scared, and I couldn’t do a fucking thing to help, so I promised myself that when I found her, when I found you, I would never let go again,”

“She wasn’t your kid Y/n, she was mine, and maybe if you would’ve never went on that damn trip in the first place, we wouldn’t be in the spot we are now.” Joel said it so fast, and the words sat heavy between you both. Your eyes widened a little as the idea settled in your head, Joel gave up on you because he blamed you. He blamed you for Sarah’s death.

Except that wasn’t what he wanted you to think, he didn’t even think it himself. Joel just didn’t know how to say he had to give up, because it was just either to believe you were dead. So that he would never have to see the look in your eyes when you found out that Sarah was dead. That she was dead and it was all his fault. He knew how much you loved her, and how much Sarah loved you. Joel had been scared of finding you, because he was scared that once you knew he had failed, you would never see him the same again.

You walked away before he could say anything else, and opted for sleeping in the truck. You couldn’t fall asleep though, and you couldn’t cry. Neither one would happen, so you just sat and stared out of the window. The pain in your heart felt even heavier than you could bear, but Ellie was out there. Anna’s Ellie was out there, so you couldn’t let it sit for too long. You could still help her, you could still make sure that she would be okay. After whatever tests the Fireflies had in store, you would take Ellie somewhere with you. You would never let her go again.

The sun started to come up, and you could hear Joel getting stuff out of the back of the truck for coffee. You only moved from your spot in the front seat to the backseat. After Ellie was awake, and everything was packed up again, she went to get in the back but was surprised to find you there instead. You told her to just take the front seat, and told her you wanted to get some more sleep. Joel was tense when he got into the truck, and couldn’t bring himself to even look at you. The feeling was mutual though, so you just closed your eyes and laid in the back. You listened to Ellie ask him questions, about Tommy mostly.

“If you don’t think there’s hope for the world, why bother going on?”

“You haven’t seen the world so you wouldn’t know,” Joel paused, “You keep going for family,”

“I’m not family,”

“No, you’re cargo, plus I made a promise to Tess, and she was like family,”

Then she asked the same thing you did last night, “What if you don’t find him?”

“I will.”

“How do you know?”

Joel hesitated for a second, he took a deep breath, “I’m persistent.”

Finally you fell asleep, and you didn’t wake up until the next city. Joel was looking at the blocked road, and Ellie looked back at you. You asked her what was happening and she shrugged her shoulders, she had been asleep too. Joel got back in and explained the plan was to find another way around. So you started to help Ellie with the map, trying to find a way out of the city. You were taking side streets, when you first spotted the QZ. It was abandoned, and empty. Then the man stumbled out onto the street. Joel told you both to buckle up, and Ellie was confused why he wasn’t going to stop and help him, but you told her to just listen to Joel.

It happened so fast you didn’t really understand what had happened at first. Something smacked into the windshield, and then Joel lost control of the truck. It started to spin out, and crashed through a building. Then the bullets started, as you were trying to get out of the backseat, one almost hit you in the arm. Joel pulled you out the rest of the way, and looked you over.

“You okay?!” He yelled, his hands shaking slightly, you nodded, your body hurt but it wasn’t too bad, “Ellie you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah I think so,” Joel looked around the room before he pointed out a hole.

“Do you think both of you could climb through there?” Joel asked, you looked at it, and you thought it might be a tight squeeze for you but it was possible, “When I say go, you two start for that hole and don’t come out until I say so,”

“No, Ellie, you go, I am staying and helping you,” You glared at Joel, “I’m better with a gun than I was twenty years ago Miller, accept the help and shut up,”

Joel wanted to argue with you except there was no time, so instead he focused in on Ellie, “They’re not going to hit you, you go through there and you stay until one of us says it’s clear to come out,”

Ellie couldn’t focus on him, there was too much happening around her for that to happen.

“Hey! Look at me,” Joel got her attention, “They’re not going to hit you, you stay down, you stay low, you stay quiet.”

“Go Ellie, it’ll be okay.” You reassured her too.

Once she was safe behind the wall, you and Joel started to fireback at the other guys. Joel hit one of them first, and once the other was closer you got him. You thought the coast was clear, and it got quiet for a second. Your ears were ringing from the sounds of the gunshots, but all you could think about was making sure that Ellie was still okay.

The door behind you busted open, and a third guy came through it. Joel was trying to get his gun to reload, but was able to smack the guys gun so he couldn’t shoot either of you. You tried to grab his gun from him, but he ended up shoving you backwards. Your head smacked against the counter that was behind you, and you slumped down into it seeing stars. The back of your neck started to feel warm, and you were trying to focus in on what was going on. The guy was on top of Joel now, and from the looks of it about to kill him. Ellie slowly started to come into view, and she had a gun. Where had she gotten a gun? You wanted to yell at her to get back behind the wall, but you couldn’t talk or even move. Then she shot him, and you couldn’t hold on any longer. Your vision went out, and you went unconscious.

When you started to come back to it, Joel was slamming himself into a door. Then he picked you up bridal style, muttering something about you still being too light. He got you inside and set you down, then had Ellie help him blockade the door. Ellie kneeled down and looked at you, she came more into focus as she tried to talk to you. Joel kneeled down too, his hands gently leaning your head forward. You hissed a little from the pain as he did.

“I’m sorry,” He whispered, trying to move you gently, “Can you hear me?”

You nodded, and touched the back of your head. Your hair felt sticky, and when you pulled your hand away you could see blood on it. You grimaced a little, and tried to shake it off. Ellie looked at you nervously, but you started to push yourself up. Joel was quick to help you, and he looked at Ellie.

“I’m okay, I’m good, I have my pack and I grabbed Y/n’s off the ground after I..” Ellie trailed off, she looked back at you, “You’re okay right?”

“I’ll be fine,” You tried to smile, “We need to move, get out of here before more show up.”

Joel carried your backpack for you, and the two of you snuck out the back. A couple of trucks went by, and you could hear them yelling about someone named Bryan. The three of you ran across into another building, and made your way into another hiding spot. You slouched against the wall, your breathing a little uneven. Your head felt like it was going to explode at any second with how much it was still throbbing. Ellie looked at you nervously, and Joel had you turn around so he could get a better look. He moved your hair gently again, his fingers gently brushing through it.

“It won’t need stitches, but you did cut it open,” Joel sighed, “You feel okay?”

“Yeah, yeah I know where we are at, and I remember what happened so I’m good, probably just a concussion,” You sighed, Joel went to peek out of the newspaper covered windows. You all could hear trucks rumbling through the streets now.

“Are we safe in here?” Ellie looked at Joel, and he nodded.

“Looks like they’re checking out apartment buildings first, then they’ll probably start looking into these,” Joel sighed, and moved away from the window. Ellie looked out of it, pointing out a really tall building.

“Yeah I saw, as soon as we don’t hear trucks, we move,” Joel looked at you, “Fast as we can,”

They both sat down, Ellie on the floor next to you. She pulled her knees up to her chest, and looked at Joel, “Are you okay?”

“I’m all right,” He hesitated before he looked at her again, “Are you.. All right?”

Ellie just nodded, and you looked at Joel. He gave you a look that said he would explain later. You leaned your head back against the wall, and closed your eyes for a second. Joel started to talk again though, so you opened them back up.

“Thing is, I didn’t hear that guy coming, you shouldn’t have had to..” Joel sounded like he was trying to be comforting, but he didn’t know how to actually do it, “You shouldn’t have had to, you know,”

“Well you’re glad I did, right?” Ellie looked up at him, “I mean he was going to kill you, and probably Y/n,”

“You’re just a kid,” Joel’s voice was softer when he looked at her, “You shouldn’t know what it means to, it’s not like you killed him, but I know what it’s like the first time that you in hurt someone like that.. If you uh, w- I’m not good at this,”

“Yeah you really aren’t,” You and Ellie said it in unison.

“I mean, it was my fault, you shouldn’t have had to.” Joel looked at the two of you again, but you were looking at Ellie, “And I’m sorry,”

The tears started for Ellie, and she tried her best to hide them. Both you and Joel watched her. You knew if you tried to comfort her, she would just reject it. She was a lot like Anna on that front, she didn’t want to seem weak. Especially now, when from the sounds of it, she had to do something to save both you and Joel. You looked up at Joel, who was still just watching Ellie try not to fall apart in front of you both.

“It wasn’t my first time,” She said it so quiet, you almost didn’t hear it. Joel pulled the gun out, and moved towards Ellie.

“Show me your grip, finger off the trigger,” Ellie held the gun, he scoffed a little bit, “Now, who taught you that?”

“FEDRA school,”

“Figures,” You watched Joel show Ellie how to properly hold the gun. Once she had a good grip on it, he grabbed it and shook it to show her that it wasn’t going anywhere. Ellie finally giggled again, and you were smiling at them both. He reloaded the gun for her, and handed it back to her. She went to put it in her pocket, but both you and Joel stopped her.

“Put it in your pack,” You laughed, and held a hand out to Joel to help you up. He shook his head at Ellie, and helped you up off the ground.

“You’ll shoot your damn ass off,” Joel started to un-board the door, he sighed a little and looked at both of you again, “We’ll get through this,”

“We will.” You smiled, and Ellie agreed.

The three of you made it to the building, and both you and Joel groaned at the sight of all the stairs. You all started to make your way up, and you made it to the thirty-third floor. Joel slid down against the wall, and you were knelt over breathing a little heavy. Ellie looked at you both, before she held a hand out for Joel.

“Get up you lazy ass,” Ellie laughed, and helped him up. Joel glanced up at her.

“Lazy ass” He muttered, “I’m fifty-six you little shit, Y/n’s not too far behind,”

“Hey fucker, six years is significantly far behind in my book, I haven’t even hit fifty yet still got a couple months,” You laughed, trying to catch your breath. Ellie smiled at you, and you both followed after Joel.

After you finally found what you believed to be a safe room, you and Ellie started setting up some pillows to make into makeshift beds. Joel started spreading glass around, and you and Ellie looked at one another confused.

“Joel?” Ellie asked, but Joel didn’t hear her the first time so she said his name a little louder.

“What?” He looked back at you both sitting on the cushions.

“What are you doing?”

“Do you guys want someone to sneak up on us while we’re sleeping?”

“Ohh, I get it, crunch crunch crunch,” Ellie nodded, before she flopped back on her pillows. You smiled and laid down too, it was a pretty good plan, “You sure you gonna hear it?”

“Yeah that’s the whole point,” Joel walked over to his, and Ellie just accepted it and said goodnight, “Yeah, good night,”

After a few minutes of silence, Ellie finally started to talk again, “Can I ask you guys a serious question, I meant to when we were camping the other night but Y/n made me go to bed,”

“What is it?” You looked at her, and Joel turned back.

“Why did the scarecrow receive an award?” Ellie was trying her hardest to sound serious, but the smile on her face was starting to give her away.

“Because he was outstanding in his field,” Joel answered it in such a serious tone, both you and Ellie started to laugh.

“You fucker! Did you read this?” Ellie smiled at him, but he shook his head, “Okay, hold on, here’s my actual question did you guys know that diarrhea is hereditary?”

“What?” You and Joel said it in unison.

“Yeah, it runs in your jeans..” Both of you stared at her, and she finally snickered. Then all three of you were laughing together, Joel tried his hardest to hide it.

“That is so goddamn stupid,” Joel said between laughs.

“You laughed, motherfucker,” Ellie accused and he shook his head, you were still laughing.

“I didn’t laugh,” Joel said, while still laughing, “Jesus I’m losin’ it,”

“Oh you’re losing it big time,” You laughed, and he looked back towards you. His smile looked the same as it did twenty years ago. All three of you laughed for a little bit, until Ellie finally fell asleep.

Neither you or Joel could fall asleep though, not when there was too much to say. He looked over at you, and nodded towards the other side of the room. You nodded yes, and got up to follow him quietly over there. Joel leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. Your mind flashed back to the first time you two had got into an actual fight. Even if it ended with you making up in the end..

1997

Joel got out of the truck, and slammed the door behind him. You groaned to yourself, still a little drunk. Joel walked over and opened your door for you. The sun was starting to make its way up, and you couldn’t remember if Sarah was at her sleepover or not. Joel helped you out of the truck, and inside the house. Once you were both inside, he let go of you and walked away from you. Part of you wanted to follow him, but he had never been this mad at you before.

“Joel?” You followed him into the kitchen, your voice smaller than you had ever heard it before. You felt like a little kid again, just waiting for the punishment.

“You want some breakfast? Since it’s five in the morning?” Yeah he was angry.

“I’m sorry, I lost track of time, and my phone wasn’t working,” You were standing next to the table, watching him get into the fridge. He wouldn’t even look at you, “If I would’ve known Tommy was there sooner, I would’ve had him call you sooner..”

“You were supposed to be at the bar, so how exactly did you end up at a house party?” Joel scoffed, “Also what happened to, ‘I’ll either call you or a cab at 12?’”

“Well, the girls wanted to go with some of the guys they met that night, and I felt bad ditching them,” You whispered, “I didn’t realize it was going to be a house party, or that those things were going to happen,”

Joel slammed the fridge and you flinched back, “I get that you’re young or whatever, but going to some sketchy ass house is seriously stupid and naive Y/n,”

“Oh, so that’s the card you’re going to pull, that I’m young?” You hated the way he was talking to you, “Jesus Christ Joel, you’re only six years older than me, stop acting like you have a decade over me,”

“No but clearly we can see where maturity levels are in this relationship,”

“Oh forgive me, I didn’t realize that acting like a normal person in their twenties means I’m immature?” Your voice was now getting louder, “I understand that you didn’t get to do it, you had Sarah, but I told you I wanted to call you sooner but my cellphone wouldn’t fucking work!”

“You know what? You’re right, you wanna be a normal person in their twenties? You go right ahead, go fucking crazy, but you won’t be doing it near me or Sarah!” Your eyes widened a little, and you nodded slowly. Joel’s face was red, a clear sign that he was pissed. You turned on your heels and went upstairs to start throwing the clothes you had left here into a bag. Joel was sitting on the couch when you came back down with your bag over your shoulder, “What are you doing?”

“From the very beginning I have done nothing but tell you that I love being here for you, that I love being here for Sarah, I love getting to do these things because the bars, parties, all of that shit doesn’t even matter to me,” You were crying now but you didn’t care enough to hide it; “I have one bad night, where things don’t go the way I planned, where I end up uncomfortable and scared because I don’t know where I’m at, and you threaten me with that shit?”

“I wanted to call you sooner, but I couldn’t find a way to, I wanted to come home sooner but my friends made me feel bad that I hadn’t been out with them in awhile,” You grabbed your keys off the hook, “Then by the time we’re at the house I realize how drunk I am, start asking everyone for a phone to call you until finally I come across your brother and he calls you for me, I didn’t realize we were an hour away, by the time I found Tommy I started crying because I was so relieved,”

“Y/n,”

“I’m not finished,” You cut him off, “So yes you are rightfully pissed, I shouldn’t have stayed at the bar later, I should have called you sooner and none of this would have happened, I will give you that, but don’t act like I am some out of control twenty-six year old who is a danger to your fucking daughter,”

“Just put your keys up, we can talk about this after you sleep,” Joel stood up, but you stepped away from him and shook your head, “You can’t fucking drive right now, don’t be stu- no I don’t mean stupid Y/n,”

You laughed and walked out of the front door, slamming it behind you. You got in your car and started sobbing finally. You weren’t worried about driving yourself now, everything that just happened was enough to clear your mind up entirely. There was a brief hesitation, hoping that maybe Joel was going to come outside and stop you. He didn’t though, so you took that as your sign and started driving back to your apartment. Luckily it was only a ten minute drive. You got inside and let yourself crumble as soon as you were laying on the couch.

You didn’t know how long you had been asleep, but you woke up to the sound of someone in your kitchen. You laid on the couch a little longer, trying to convince yourself it was just a dream. You could see your kitchen from where you were laying though, and you could see Joel in there at the stove. You tried to decide whether you should go talk to him, or avoiding this for now.. Avoiding was the option, and you went to your bathroom to take a shower. You locked the bathroom door behind you though, even though you had a feeling he wouldn’t try to follow you right now.

After a good shower, you got dressed in a pair of pajamas pants and one of Joel’s shirts. You came back out of the bathroom, and he was leaning against the counter in the kitchen, his arms crossed. You looked at him, the tears threatening to spill over again. Joel shook his head, and uncrossed his arms to pull you into a tight hug. He held you as tight as he could, as if you were going to float away from him. Joel kissed the top of your head a couple times, and apologized at least fifty times.

2023

Joel’s arms being crossed the way they were, reminded you of when he apologized to you. When he told you that he would never think of you as a bad influence for Sarah, that he just said those things out of fear and a little anger. You wanted to be hopeful, that maybe another apology was coming, but you also were starting to wonder if there was any part of the Joel you once knew left.

“Sarah, she.. I..” Joel looked down at his feet, you could’ve swore his eyes flickered to Ellie for a second, “You were her mom, you were a damn good one too, so I shouldn’t have said what I did earlier Y/n,”

You were a little shocked by his apology, you didn’t know what to say. Instead, you started to cry again. You hated breaking down in front of him, but instead of pushing you away.. Joel pulled you into a hug, his arms tight against you. You pushed your forehead against his chest, trying to muffle the sounds of your cries so Ellie wouldn’t wake up. Joel held on tight to you, and he rubbed your back slightly. You held on tight to his shirt, afraid that he was going to slip away again.

Joel didn’t cry, he couldn’t let himself cry over it. Yet in that moment, he felt relieved that someone shared his grief. The same amount of grief for that beautiful little girl who was his daughter. For the first time in twenties years since it had happened, Joel didn’t feel as alone in dealing with the loss of Sarah. He finally realized that he had been grieving you too, but he didn’t need to do that anymore. You were here now, you were there and you were alive..

“Move your mats closer to me?” Joel whispered, you were shocked but also relieved, he was finally letting his guard down with you again. You nodded your head, and the two of you walked back over to your spots. You moved the cushions you were using closer to his, on the other side so he could still face you.

The two of you fell asleep that night, not holding each other, but just looking at one another..

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#joel miller #joel miller x reader #the last of us #tlou joel #tlou ellie #reader insert #pedro pascal #the last of us hbo #the last of us actually wants to kill me

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aae-tuu · 8 months

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POV: Love always finds a way, it’s true. And I love you…Evangeline…

Ft: G. Satoru & G.Suguru (except I have a favorite) (fluff, gn!reader, probably ooc Gojo cause why is he so difficult to fuckinf write I’m gonna strangle him, I had fun with this🤭, some crack, also my English sucks so have fun reading)

(I was watching Princess and the Frog with my neighbor and this song played and I just ugghhhhh)

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It was quiet, not a sound an ear could hear. The nighttime sky above would’ve shone brightly with stars littering the usually dark, empty space as if thousands of fireflies chose to lay down to rest just for this moment. But alas, clouds in the sky have chosen for that moment to wait…just a little bit longer…

“Well…?” Geto asked, looking up at you. You were perched on the cobblestone wall that was meant for overlooking the small pond, while walking the low bridge. Your legs were gently swaying as you look down at Geto, a small smile gracing your lips as he leaned against the cobblestone, seeming as though he was trying to get closer to you, but also trying to keep his distance as to not scare you away.

You leaned back on your hands, your gaze a little dazed as you look into his eyes and he returned the contact.

“Hm,” you hummed, “and Gojo is okay with it?”

“I wouldn’t be asking if he wasn’t.” Geto replied with a small smile. “But if you aren’t interested…that’s fine too.”

You both said nothing as you stared into each others eyes, the clouds above finally parting and the light of the moon illuminated everything it’s light touched. The stars twinkled brightly and a few decided to rest across the pond, a light that was reflected in your eyes as time seemed to slow down, even if just for a second, to allow this moment for you both to be engraved in your memory (and hearts) for all time.

Geto’s hair that was usually tied up, was left cascaded down his shoulders. A soft breeze tickling the both of you as it fluttered against his strands as the light of the moon illuminating his features. You reached over, tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear as his mouth parted ever so slightly as the gesture.

As he stood there, he could see only you. Not the moon, or the stars, or anything else that was happening in this small place where hundreds of beautiful flowers grew. The only thing that could ever catch his attention long enough for him to be mesmerized…

is you.

“Suguru, Y/N!” A familiar voice shouted as the sounds of shoes running came closer. You both turned (Geto a bit later than you) to see Gojo with a stupid grin on his face, his sunglasses still on his face. You wondered if he can even see with those on. With all that tint is he blind? “Coming here without me? You both are so cruel.”

“I’m sure you can handle a few minutes by yourself, Gojo.” You ruffle his hair once he got close. “You’re not going to die just because we left.”

He grabbed your hand before it left his head and placed it back on his his hair as he pouted. “What if I’m secretly a rabbit? They die of loneliness, you know!”

“You’re not a rabbit, Satoru.” Geto sighed.

“No, wait,” you say, tilting your head as you studied his features, “I can kind of see it.”

“Don’t encourage him.” Geto rolled his eyes as Gojo stuck his tongue out at him. “I was asking L/N-..Y/N…, the question, Satoru.”

“Without me?!” Gojo gasped, clutching his shirt where his heart would be. “Suguru, you’re getting crueler by the day. Have you been talking to Nanami again?”

Geto ignored him.

“They’re still thinking of their answer.” The two boys looked at you as you looked over the pond, both leaning against the wall you sat on.

“Well you better hurry up and decide. I’m not exactly as patient as Mr. Saint over there.” Gojo yawned and Geto glared at him.

“Whenever you’re ready, Y/N.”

“But don’t take forever.”

“We have time.”

“Time that’s wasted on pointless thinking.” Gojo looked up at you. “It’s a yes or no question that can be decided right now.” He frowned and started poking the side of your head. “Come on. Is your brain working okay?”

“Satoru…” Geto sighed and Gojo huffed, placing his arms on the wall and laying his chin down. The two boys now looking over the pond with you.

“Yes.”

“Hm.” It was said at the same time as the two looked over at you simultaneously.

“My answer..” you smile as you look up at the sky, “…it’s yes.”

“See? Was that so hard?” Gojo teased and lightly bumped his shoulder against you. “But I was expecting something more…energetic!”

“Nothings ever good enough for the Satoru Gojo, huh?” You sigh with a smile as you share a look with Geto, who mirrored your expression.

“Eh. You two are!” Gojo shrugged as he lay his chin on the palm of his hand, his fingers resting on his bottom lip to look up at the sky before shifting to rest on his cheek to look at you instead. “And the Satoru Gojo always knows what’s best.” You roll your eyes as Gojo flashes you a toothy grin.

“As if!” Geto reaches around you to shove Gojo. “Remember when you thought that just because you were ‘The Strongest’ that you could chug an entire bottle of hot sauce to see if you could breathe fire?”

“But did I breathe fire?”

“No! You didn’t!”

“It’s a matter of opinion.”

“It’s really not…”

You laugh as the two bicker and Gojo’s smile seems to widen tenfold. He walks to stand behind you before pulling you at the waist and adjusting you so you were held against his chest. One arm under you legs while the other supporting your back as his hand rested on your arm. Kind of like how a knight would carry a member of the royal family.

You yelped as he held you close and he spun around a little.

“Satoru, don’t be so rough.” Geto said as he watched.

“I just wanna hear ‘em laugh!” Gojo giggled as he swayed you in his arms, straightening up as he got an idea. “Suguru!”

“Hm?”

“Catch!”

One second you’re in Gojo’s arms, the next

“WHY-?”

you’re thrown towards Geto.

Geto easily catches you in his arms as he stumbled forward and he brought you close to his chest. He looked down at you, a blush as soft as his eyes coating his cheeks before resuming to its usual sharpness when he glared at Gojo.

“Satoru, why?!” You exclaim and he shrugged.

“Thought it’d be fun.” He said with such nonchalance that you felt like throwing him over the small wall and into the pond.

“One of these days I’m going to throw you.” You glare at him before patting Geto twice on his shoulder. “Come on, Suguru.” You smirk and sharply turn you face away from Gojo, who’s mouth fell open. “Let’s leave this loser.”

“HEY! WHO’RE YOU CALLING A LOSER!?”

“It is getting late.” Geto hummed as he looked at the sky. He sighed before jumping up on the wall, holding you tightly in his arms.

“Suguru, what are you doing?” Gojo demanded in a low voice as Geto turned around to face him.

“Something fun.” Geto grinned before hopping off, Gojo watching with wide eyes as you both disappeared. He ran to look over the wall to see Geto had summoned his Rainbow Dragon, and was standing ontop of its head.

“We’ll be heading home now, Satoru~!” Geto chirped as the dragon slowly ascended, and you give give him a weirded out look, not expecting him to summon his strongest curse just to get you both home. “Don’t stay out too late, okay~?”

“Oh no, you don’t!” Gojo jumped up on the cobblestone wall, pointing a finger up at you both. “You’re not leaving me here, Suguru! And, Y/N, say something!”

“Bye, Satoru!” You wave with a smile and he frowns.

“Catch us if you can!” Geto yelled as he ushered his dragon to leave, your laugh echoing throughout the quiet night.

Gojo smirked as he stretched, watching the dragon fly high into the sky, “I will.”

Did you know I do more than write headcanons🤩

I just like to write headcanons more than fics

This was supposed to be a cute fluffy romantic thing with Satoru and Suguru, and it was going well until Satoru had to come in and ruin every romantic thing I wrote (that bitch)

Anyways uh

There’s more in my drafts that I’ll try to get out this weekend tehe

#Youtube #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #geto suguru #gojo x reader #geto x reader #jjk x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoru x reader #geto suguru x reader #gn!reader #I actually tried making this romantic #but gojo happened #so it’s now half romantic #and half crack

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georgiapeach30513 · 1 year

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Sweet Cherry Pops, Part 1

Summary: You and Cherry bring Robert home, and you have a decision to make

Pairings: Robert “Mr. Freezy” Pronge X Reader X Destroyer!Chris “Cherry”

Rating: explicit

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, PIV sex, unprotected sex, car sex, oral sex (F receiving), slapping, threesome, mentions of double penetration, attempted DVP, creampie, jealousy, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.8K

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Mr. Freezy Pops Masterlist

*dividers created by @firefly-graphics

Cherry grabs the little baby from your arms, giving you an odd face as he gets out of the car, and Robert drags you into the back. He had missed you, and being away from you and in prison made him starve for your body. You had barely made it face first onto the backseat before he was jerking your pants down just enough to push his thick cock into your warmth. He could fuck you properly later. Right now he just wanted to make sure that your cunt was still molded to him.

Cherry holds Sundae in his arms, his finger brushes over her face as the little baby smiles up at him. Her little arms wave around to grab his face, and he has to look away. Things were going to change now that Robert was back. He wasn’t going to be sleeping in the same bed as you. He wouldn’t be the one to wake up and get Sundae when she cried. Change her diaper before he brings her to you to nurse. His role was no longer going to be her father.

“I know, sweetheart,” he starts off when Sundae squeals at him. Her mouth opens and closes as she tries to say mama. “That man is your daddy, and he’s very needy. Especially for your mother. He’s been away for awhile, but now he’s going to be there everyday. Probably won’t even leave the bed for a month. But he did this all for you and your mom.”

Sundae opens her eyes up wide, and grabs at his nose. He brings her close to his mouth where he blows raspberries all over her chubby cheeks, and the baby squeals again. “Despite what you think, he is a good man. Just a jealous one. But…I guess you’re used to seeing jealous men, huh? I’ll never be your daddy. I’ll never be what she feels for him, I just thought I had a little place in their world. Besides a babysitter. Not that I don’t like watching you.”

The moment Cherry stops talking, Robert grunts out his grand finale. Twisting your head to look at your ruined face. Nobody fucked you like Robert. It was filthy, dirty, and hard, but the way his hands changed to be so loving. Kissing over your skin softly. “Robert,” you guiltily whimper. You hated having Cherry so far away from you now.

You and Cherry had created a bond, but it was also more than that. Yes, he was there for you during a time when you needed him, but there was something about waking up with his arm around you. Holding your body tight against his own. The few times he stayed in the bed with you and Robert, you didn’t realize then that you enjoyed the both of them.

Robert was jealous, and there was a part of you that was selfish. Selfish in the way that it felt amazing having two men greedily pull out orgasm after orgasm from your spent body. But also, the way they each held you afterwards. Cherry always had a sweetness to him. He balanced out Robert’s roughness. You thought at the least he would want to join you, and Robert, but that pained, “It’s always going to be, Robert, huh?” This morning right in your ear made you wonder if it was more than sex between you and Cherry.

“I can’t lose him,” you whisper back, holding his arm tight around him. He never responded. You made a choice, and it wasn’t him. There was no way that Robert would go for having Cherry in your bed every night. He just wouldn’t. Cherry could have a part of your body, but you were almost sure that Robert wouldn’t share your heart.

Robert clears his throat as he walks out of the car, giving a head nod to Cherry, “You wanna hold her?”

“Not yet, I’ll drive,” He moves into the driver’s seat, while Cherry hands the giggly baby to you. Letting you strap her in. He almost attempts to just walk somewhere, the car smelled like you and him, and he no longer felt like he was part of the equation. “Get the fuck in the car.”

“Robert! Sundae is back here.”

“I have to change the way I fucking speak, now?”

“Yes! Her first words are not going to be fuck!”

“Ugh. Cherry, will you please get in this freaking car, and let’s freaking go. I’m tired of freaking looking at this freaking place. Later I’ll let you freaking have a piece of my Pretty Girl.”

Cherry gets into the car, but his eyes stay straight ahead. Not speaking to either you or Robert. Robert keeps looking over to his friend who was most definitely pouting. “What the hell is your problem?”

“She’s not property.”

“I’m aware. But her and that cunt belong to me. I’ve always talked about my Pretty Girl like that,” Robert catches you and Cherry locking eyes in the rear view mirror. Your head shaking back and forth, “What the fuck?”

“Robert!”

“No, now I’m fucking pissed off. What the fuck is going on? Did you two have an argument?” Neither one of you offers him an answer. His fingers tap along the steering wheel, and looks over at Cherry, “You too good to fuck my Pretty Girl then?”

“No.”

“Have your cock buried so deep in her cunt, trying to avoid making contact with me? I know you like it and want to destroy that fucking pussy whenever you want to. I should thank you,” Cherry furrows his brows, and turns his head to look at him. “You fucking saved me. You didn’t have to turn on the feds. Didn’t have to feed me information about the fucking cuck that was married to my perfect Pretty Girl. But you did. You stayed fucking loyal to me while in prison. Brought me pictures and kept me updated on my…family.”

“You woulda done the same for me,” you wanted to touch them both. Your daughter chews on one of your toys as she looks up at you. Her chunky little legs kicking around. And she hears Cherry talk again. “It was the least I coulda done.”

Her little mouth opens over and over again, and she twists her head back to hear his voice, “Dadadadadadadadada!” Oh god. You thought that she had been associating him with that word, but the nonstop singing of it solidified that.

“I know, princess, but daddy’s driving,” Cherry doesn’t think, just puts his hand in the back seat, and when she sees his ringed fingers, she squeals, pulling the metal to her mouth while she chews on them. Robert’s eyes bounce between you in the backseat, and Cherry who hadn’t quite figured out what he had done. “Pretty Girl, what is my daughter doing?”

“Chewing on his rings.”

“Has his rings been in your fucking cunt?”

“Robert!” “Not recently.”

“I feel like the three of us have a lot of fucking talking to do,” his mouth goes flat, and you gulp. Robert’s anger was notorious. You had been on the receiving end a few times. You carried his mark proudly on your neck because of his anger, but you were not going to have your daughter be a part of this squabbling. “A lot of fucking talking to do.”

“It’s not that serious,” Cherry tells Robert as he takes a drag of a blunt. Holding it close to his mouth before extending it to him. “You have nothing to worry about.”

“My baby fucking called you dad, and I don’t have nothing to fucking worry about?” He pulls a long hit from the joint. His eyes going towards Sundae’s room where you were putting her to bed. “So what? You thinking I’m a fucking cuck?”

“Nope. She survived. Believe me, you’ve got her,” his silvery blue eyes look straight at you as you emerge from the bedroom. “She’d never leave you,” there was an odd feeling brewing in your stomach as you try to figure out your feelings. Cherry was hurt, and that stung.

“I know she wouldn’t fucking leave me. C’mere,” he holds a hand up to you, and pulls you into his lap. His calloused fingers pet over your branded ice cream, and he holds up his neck for you to kiss on his matching brand. Looking over at Cherry as Robert pushes your thighs apart.

A thick hand slides up your thigh, until he comes to contact with your bare cunt. Leaning onto your neck, he kisses up the column, and you whimper looking over at Cherry, “I always knew you were a good fucking girl. Still don’t wear panties, do you?”

“You always ruin them,” he spreads your legs even more, and both the men’s eyes go to your cunt when Robert enters with two fingers. “Robert.”

“I think Cherry deserves to be fucking rewarded for taking care of you and my daughter, don’t you?” whispering out a yeah, you pout up at him. “We sharing? We fucking taking turns? He eating you while you're making out with me? What are we doing, Pretty Girl?”

“Sharing,” Cherry takes a drink from his beer before crawling onto the floor. On his knees, he kisses up your thighs, becoming even harder when the room fills with the sounds of your juicy cunt. His eyes only on you as he maneuvers around Robert’s hand to get to your clit. Giving the sensitive nub a suck.

Your eyes roll into the back of your head as both men pleasure you. Trying to get out of your head and just enjoy the moment, but there was something amazing about them getting along when it came to your pleasure. Robert didn’t hesitate to let Cherry have a part of you. Working together to make you feel good. Circling a hand around Cherry, you pull him closer to your core, while the other brings Robert in for a bruising kiss.

“You getting the ass or my cunt?” Robert chuckles, moving to kiss your neck. Unbuttoning his shirt that you were wearing, and fully exposing you. Slapping at your tits, before looking at Cherry. Having to pull him off to get an answer, “You want her ass or my cunt?”

Cherry licks your juices off of his face, and can’t answer. It’s an unspoken thing that you never take Robert’s bait. He may be generous when it came to Cherry, but he still wasn’t going to make that decision. “He gets your cunt,” you’re not sure why, but you wanted Cherry to see your face as both men pleasured you. Maybe it would make him want to continue in the way that you had been.

“That wasn’t so fucking hard,” Robert stands, with you, and pushes you towards the bedroom. Waiting until Cherry gets in there, and he sits on a chair at the foot of the bed. “Have fun.”

You breathe deeply, while Cherry starts ripping his clothes off. He finishes removing your shirt, while he backs the two of you on the bed, letting you crawl over top of him. You look back at Robert as you run Cherry’s tip through your folds. Biting at your lip when you let his spongy tip push through your entrance. Back to looking at Cherry who can’t turn away from you.

Grinding over him a moment, and then you press your hands on his chest, beginning a slow bounce over him. Robert watches the two of you being a bit too familiar than when he left you. He assumed it was bound to happen, and there had better be some fucking proof that it did. He would never let anyone touch you, but Cherry. He couldn’t bring himself to admit it, but this felt right. Cherry was the softness to Robert’s brashness.

You looked beautiful riding him. Your coy little face looking back at Robert as he slowly fists his cock. But there was something in the way that he was looking up at you. It was more than lust, definitely not just respect. Cherry was falling for you. Robert was not sure how to feel about those feelings, because he’d be damned if he took a step back in this relationship. But Cherry’s grip on you wasn’t possessive. Cherry’s fingers barely dug into your skin. They were smooth. It made Robert feral. You needed bruises to remind you who you belonged to. But was that also Cherry? Was the question of sharing more than tonight?

Leaning over, you start making out with Cherry, and Robert gets to watch your cunt stretch over him. His cock was soaked in your juices and cream, and he wondered how many times you had came. Was this the secret to making you feel like this? He could get used to this though. Live and in color porn. Your puckered hole just beckons him to come closer.

He walks over to his toy chest. Grabbing up a bottle of lube, he squirts some in his hand to rub over his length. Adding a bit more in his palm just for you. You slow your movements, and watch Robert. Stepping behind you with his thick cock. And he presses you down on Cherry. “This may sting a bit,” you had already had him in your ass before, so…

Feeling pressure at your pussy, you look back at him. “You’re gonna fucking take it, Pretty Girl. You want us both. You gotta take it,” he pushes his cock behind Cherry, and you yelp. “Pretty Girl, fucking take it!”

“That’s not my ass,” you whine. His tip makes it past the entrance. “Robert! Freezy. Baby, please.”

“What? You don’t want to fucking share now?” It was overwhelming and not at all what you were expecting. Pain, a bit of pleasure, and fullness. “You don’t want to take it?” You want them both, but aren't ready to admit it. Caught off guard with him trying to shove his cock into your crowded cunt. “You gonna take it?”

“Robert!” Cherry turns you to look at him, nodding his head. Mouthing out please, “I can’t. Stop.”

“Fucking hell,” Robert grunts. Pulling out of your cunt, he pushes into your ass. Fingers digging into your hips while he fucks you hard. Rearranging your insides, and nothing about this was sweet. It was angry. Pounding into you, while you cling tight to Cherry. Your nails scratch down his arms, but he still holds you gently. Kissing on your skin, as Robert wrecked you.

“I waited a year. A fucking year in that place. You’re going to fucking learn to take whatever the fuck I give you. That was your one fucking chance.”

“You didn’t tell her what you were doing!”

“Don’t fucking tell me what I can do with my Pretty Girl!”

“She needed to be in the right headspace! You know she would have done it!” Robert growls as his hips skyrocket into you. Seeing stars, and not even able to listen to what they were arguing about. “

“She better be glad that I didn’t try to put two cocks into her fucking ass!”

“Shut up!”

“I’m letting you have a piece of my Pretty Girl, and you’re fucking telling me to fucking shut up! Ahh!” His scream goes right to your core as you soak Cherry.

“I don’t want just a piece of her!”

“No, you want to take my place!”

“I didn’t fucking say that!”

“Trying to take her and my daughter from me! I fucked that baby in her cunt before you ever got to feel her! You mother fucking asshole,” with one more hard thrust he empties his load in you, and falls flat on the bed. His chest heaving with anger and confused feelings. He sits up enough to see the mess that the three of you had made, “When the fuck did you cum?”

“Doesn’t matter,” Cherry says, pulling your spent body off of him. He sits up on the edge of the bed, leaning down to get his boxers on.

“Where are you going?”

“You’re daughter is crying, and…well Pretty Girl is fucked dumb,” he glances back at you, and while you were trying to get closer to Robert, you had a hand extended out to Cherry. “I’ll get her settled back this time. And I’m sleeping in my room. You can deal with your daughter next time. Maybe she’ll come to by then.”

Robert watches Cherry walk out the door to tend to Sundae, and pulls you in close to his body. He was too rough and too pushy, and he knows it. He’d always given you a voice and chance to say no, but tonight, he didn’t. He wanted you to prove that you wanted both of them, and right now he felt they were just empty hollow words.

He reaches over to your side of the bed, and turns up the baby monitor. Thinking that Cherry had left, but then he hears a soft, slowed down version of Sugar Pie Honey Bunch. Giving you a kiss to your head, he whispers out, “What have I done?”

Masterlist

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xmimiteh · 9 months

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Get to know me

Tagged by: @airis-ray - thank you so much for tagging me!

Tag (9) people you'd like to know better!

Last song

I hear the following song often, so it is no surprise it is the last song I now heard. With this I do not only like the music, but also the video: "This is War" by Thirty Seconds to Mars with "Rebels" footage - >VIDEO<. Music and cutting just fits so amazingly well and I enjoyed "Rebels" sooo much. I think this show is criminally underrated. It is that kind of show which starts "okay", but then gets better and better with each season - becoming one of the best SW pieces for me out there. It just gave me so much "original" Episode 4-6 vibes and also my "Firefly" thirst was stilled by it. Loved every character in "Rebels" so much, though the best for me was Hera - ressourceful, clever, active, strong-willed and finally a Twi'lek not being sexualized! She made the show for me. Really looking forward seeing Hera and Sabine again in the upcoming "Ahsoka" show. But okay, this was "Last Song" and now I was rambling on about a show... sorry for that!

Currently reading

I am a super slow reader. Always have been even at university - and this was a bit challenging as I studied American and English literature. I love reading, but I rarely am in the mindscape for it anymore and have gotten too restless. It only works during vacations or trips for me. So it takes me a long time to finish stuff and sometimes I start something else at the side as well. That is why I am reading three different books at the moment, because I am not always in the mood a certain one.

The first being "Fool on the Hill" by Matt Ruff - I promised my spouse to read it finally as it is their favorite book. The beginning was a bit drawn-out, but I enjoyed the middle a lot. I get why so many people love that book, but I've got a bit of a hard time with some things. Especially the ending now is sadly overstaying its welcome a bit too much.

The second book being "It" by Stephen King - I love horror literature and had always a weird love-hate relationship with King. I love his take on writing, I love his general stances, love his ideas, enjoyed most of the movies based on him, but his endings suck and sometimes he is a bit too vulgar for my taste. But if it is only the last 10% that's not good? Well, time well spent, I'd say!

And the last one is "Skulduggery Pleasant - The Faceless Ones" by Derek Landy. Hm, yes, as I said I simply LOVE horror literature. And as pulpy and trashy the characters are - I love those dialogues and the pacing! Skulduggery Pleasant is just such a fun time to read and sooo relaxing. But it is really, really overpowered. I mean, you would call out each of those characters if they were roleplaying something like that in FF14. And yet somehow it does not bother me when reading it. I do not even understand why. Usually I would complain about such characters for hours.

Currently watching

How much time do you have and how much do you want to read? Because I watch so much stuff. It is simply easier for me with my busy RL life to consume at the side and more relaxing. My spouse and I have our little ritual of watching one tv show after dinner and one (different) tv show before going to bed. Our "after dinner show" is at the moment the tv show "Sleepy Hollow" (>Trailer<) - and I expected it to be entertaining, but I did not expect it to be that good. Don't get me wrong, it is not outstanding, but I enjoy it very much. Probably also, because it covers a period in American history and literature I had as one of my study focusses. And I loved Washington Irving. Also, yes, it is horror. Again. I know, I know. Don't hold it against me! But it is really entertaining. Give it a try.

Our "before bedtime show" is at the moment a little "blast of the past" with "Case Closed (Detective Conan)" (>Trailer<) - yes, that slightly older anime show with way too many episodes. We recently thought we need something light and it is just a nice way to chill out at the end of the day.

When I am watching on my own, I recently started a rerun of "The X Files" (>Trailer<), because I loved that show when it aired on tv for the first time, but never finished watching it. Still want to complete a whole run of it, because I never got further than season 3. Or was it 4? I do not really know anymore.

And the last movie we saw was "Spider-Man: Across the Spiderverse" (>Trailer<), which was simply amazing. But you all probably know that anyway, so... I will just give another bonus fact about me: Spider-Man is my favorite superhero. I always loved how personal the stories are and how authentic his struggles are. That was something I could relate to a lot - responsibilities piling up and feeling the need to be responsible. Because with great power, yadda, yadda, yadda... Spider-Man was always the most relatable and human superhero to me. Each incarnation was an authentic human being struggling with doing the right thing, but stepping up to try it - even when failing. That always inspired me and still inspires me. And this movie was the first we went to the cinema again since the pandemic. So, yay!

Current obsession

This one I will keep shorter. Or I will try to do so at least! But my current obsession is an obsession I have been having for quite some time and it is: Hunt: Showdown (>Trailer<) - don't confuse it with "Hunt". That game! It is a PvPvE (Player versus Player versus Environment) extraction shooter so probably not to everyone's taste. Setting is Weird Wild West with Zombies and Demons, has the best sound design in the whole gaming industry. No, really, there is no better one. You can pinpoint the location of sounds by listening so perfectly and it is really important with all the stealthing and scouting. And the gunplay is so much fun. Those shootouts with other players are so intense and really feel sooo Wild West. I love it and I am simply addicted to that game. So, if you see me afking in FF14, I might be playing one or two rounds of Hunt at the side. And yes, it is again... horror. I know. It's a surprise there are not too many horror themes when roleplaying Mimi! I really should rectify it. Because I live for that. So I probably should get those Sagolii ruins rolling for plotting points, right?

Tagging: Okay, this time I can only tag 9 people. That is hard! So let's just cheat the system, but don't tell anyone. I'll just tag 9 people and you can do it anyway and tag me, so I can read it. So, the "officially" tagged are: @ysandrethedreamer, @kich-rp @zhauric @miqojak @miqoquest @archaiclumina @luck-and-larceny @cactusxwren @tsupertsundere. But we all know, I also tagged YOU as well, right?

#Not FF14 #Not Final Fantasy 14 #Not Final Fantasy XIV #FF14 #Final Fantasy 14 #Final Fantasy XIV #X'mimiteh #X'mimiteh Lhim #prompt #rp prompt #Thanks for tagging me!

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cinema-wasps · 10 months

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behold. lanternhead dilf finally has a color ref. i love poppy, he's probably my most developed character that i put the biggest amount of love into making.. he is truly the man ever

more facts + bonus doodles under the cut :] [rejoice man tits be upon ye + including some fleshhead stuff bc i dont draw his objecthead design enough hfgdsfhjgdsh]

poppy is such a gentleman who's a fancy lady.. absolutely the type to kiss someone's hand as a greeting. he's very polite, always referring to people as miss/mister/etc [lastname] unless he's 100% sure they're fine with him being on a first name basis with them

he's a genuinely talented actor. the stage is his element, he's got a very clear and resonant stage voice and his acting is very expressive. he's got a lot of experience from his younger days from being cast as the hotheaded protagonist, but as he got older he started to get the evil older family member role more often. he absolutely adores it, he loves pretending to be evil and can pull it off perfectly

offstage he's. a complete mess. he struggles with general anxiety and basic self care, tends to overwork himself and put others before him to the point of neglecting himself. he struggles with insomnia due to his anxiety being Loud at night which lead to a caffeine addiction which only makes his anxiety worse

poppy tends to take a Lot of long walks in the middle of nowhere. being around nature is healing to him and helps him calm himself down a little. but he genuinely tends to unexpectedly disappear for hours at a time with no way to contact him. very often in the middle of the night

poppy is extremely lonely. he spent so much of his life travelling and never got the chance to actually enter a close and intimate relationship. he's a genuinely kind and sweet man so it's not hard for him to make friends, but it's a lot harder to turn those friendships into close meaningful relationships. his only dream is to find someone to love and settle down, but he believes he lost his chance to do so a long time ago and that it's too late for him to find someone now

his route is about helping him take care of himself and not be so hard on himself. making him realize that he's allowed to take up space and say 'no' to people. also letting him know that it's not too late for him to find love and understanding and intimacy and that he shouldn't give up on that yet

poppy has a very. complicated relationship with romance, he doesn't seek romantic relationships personally but he doesn't have a problem with them and will enter one if asked. but he wouldn't thrive in a romantic relationship and he Knows it. but it's not like he's going to say no

poppy adores useless trinkets of all sorts. he's a regular at the local antique store, handmade toy store and oddity shop. if it takes up space and doesn't do anything he will purchase it immediately

poppy tends to compliment people a lot, he loves seeing them happy and will try to do a lot of nice gestures if he likes someone [making sure they're taking care of themselves, getting them free theatre tickets, asking them to spend time with him, etc.] but if he's the one who's getting complimented he will Melt and become all bashful and flustered Every Time. you could bring him flowers after every performance and he will thank you one thousand times and tell you you shouldn't have every single time. he just thinks that someone taking the time to do/say something nice to him is such a sweet and lovely gesture and he appreciates it so much

he loves fireflies. his favorite activity is going to the park in the middle of the night and watching them for hours

he's got a wonderful singing voice. it's very deep and smooth and while very loud onstage it can also be very soft in private. legends say that him singing people to sleep actually works

that's all i have to say about the man for now.. please have some doodles and i hope that you will enjoy him as much as i do

#POPPY IS REAL!!! LANTERNHEAD DILF IS REAL!!!!!! REJOICE!!!!!!!!!!!!#i have a Lot more stuff about him but it's mostly backstory stuff that's. sad. very sad even #so im choosing not to mention it For Now #he's so lovely and delightful. he's poppy. he's the man ever. please appreciate him or i will cry so loud #yes his last name is a reference. im not saying to what though. IF YOU KNOW YOU KNOW.#dialtown #dialtown oc #ocs #kordian dlc #art tag #poppy

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randy-ortons-chair · 2 years

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Dating Alexa Bliss (Play/Pain) Headcanons

Gif by your fellow horror-inspired wrestling gimmicks lover, me. A/N: This is my favorite version of Alexa, It was better when she was alongside The Fiend but she did great on her own as well. LOVE ME SOME CREEPY STUFF YES. Also, this is dedicated to @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin she inspired me to write with her Yandere AU (I hope you don't mind, I mean it with love and respect🖤)

When the Fiend disappeared, she was left in her playground all by herself and alongside Lily, they wanted someone to play with.

That is when she saw you, so innocent and beautiful, instantly she thought you were going to be the perfect playmate, even Lily agreed.

She would start just stalking you, watching you from a distance, looking at what you do and the people you interact with.

Definitely started to dislike the people you hang around with, Why are you spending more time with them than with her?

Then one day you were finally invited to Alexa's playground, all the arena was with the lights off, and the only spot visible was where Alexa was with Lily, looking at you with her white eyes and smiling.

The next thing you knew was you were inside the Firefly Funhouse, hands tied and sharing a cup of tea with a smiling Alexa at the other side of the table, Lily with her own spot on her right.

Everyone was worried about the sudden disappearance, desperately trying to find you, that only made Alexa feel annoyed, Why was everyone so interested? She is the only one allowed to have you.

Being possessive is so pleasing to her, she can kiss and touch you all she wants, running her fingers through her new playmate and feeling your skin shiver under her touch.

She would take her time to find all your weak spots, where you liked to be touched. Being guided by your reactions and sounds, she experiments with your body, taking your clothes off and finding herself how to pleasure you.

This time she would make sure that her playmate won't leave her, unlike The Fiend who disappeared without a trace, you will be with her forever.

#wwe x reader #wwe #wrestling #dating headcanons #raw #writing #alexa bliss #smackdown #x reader #alexa bliss x reader

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no-not-without-you-blog · 2 years

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Whumptember

Okay, so I have decided to participate in Whumptember. I have so many other stories to post on here and didn’t want my first writings to be these little drabbles, but I wanted to participate, so here we go.

Divider Graphic by @firefly-graphics, Whumptember Prompt by @comfortcap

September 1st: Nervous to meet them.

“I don’t know if I can do this.” You felt as if your heart was going to beat out of your chest and you were sure you were going to be sick. Steve stood beside you, holding your hand. “It’s going to be fine, sweetheart. I promise.” He laid a gentle kiss on your temple.

“It’s been five years, Steve. Five… I’m sure he doesn’t even remember me.”

“That’s not true. We talked about you all the time… He never forgot, I wouldn’t let him.” He squeezes your fingers and gently pulls you into the apartment. He set his gear down in the foyer closet and walked in a bit farther.

“Jamie? Where are you pal? I have a surprise for you.” You heard his voice before he made his way down the hallway.

“Dad! Your home! Can we do a movie night tonight? I wanna watch the next Star Wars with you. Maybe we could get some Chinese too?” The young boy that stood in front of you brought tears to your eyes. Here, before you, was a tall, lanky, sandy haired miniature copy of Steve. The only difference between the two was their size and the color of his eyes, which mimicked your vibrantly green eyes. He was just over ten years old and came up to your shoulders. He had paused when he saw that his dad wasn’t alone.

“Jamie…” You said, although your voice was little more than a whisper. Swallowing hard as your nerves skyrocketed and you weren’t sure what to say.

“M-Mom?” He asked in disbelief, tears now forming in his eyes. He looked up to Steve for affirmation and Steve nodded his head yes. He stood there for a long moment, trying to process what was happening. Then, all of the sudden, he ran and fell into your arms. “Mom!” He let out with a cry as he held you tight and cried.

You were sobbing at this point and looked up at Steve who was also crying. He wrapped his large arms around you both and held you tight as he saw his family finally being reunited after so long.

Life hadn’t been easy the last five years. He went on a mission that ended up being so much larger than anyone could have imagined, leaving his wife and young son safe at home. They had failed that mission and he had raced home to see if his family was still there, only to find that his wife had been dusted. Luckily, his wife had been with Pepper during all of this and when she was dusted, Jamie wasn’t home alone.

Steve’s heart was shattered at the loss of his wife, but he was so grateful that he hadn’t lost Jamie as well. He wasn’t sure what he would have done or who he would have become if he had lost both of them. He did everything he knew of to bring her back, and then when those options exhausted themselves, he poured himself into being the best father he could. He had made sure that Jamie never forgot his mom, they would constantly talk about her and share memories of her. He never gave out hope that one day, they would be reunited again. When this mission came, he didn’t want to get his hopes up too much, but the only thing he could think about during that final battle was getting back to see if you were finally back home with him.

Seeing you again was like a wave of emotion washed over him. After the battle, he ran to where you and Pepper had been five years ago and found you there, confused and scared. You had just been there with Pepper and your son and all of the sudden they weren’t there and the whole house seemed different. You were freaking out and tried calling Steve but his number went straight to voicemail. You tried calling other friends but they either didn’t answer or their number was somehow out of service now. What was happening? You were about to start venturing away from the house, when Steve arrived on his bike and jumped off of it, not caring that it crashed onto the driveway. He was yelling your name as he ripped open the front door. You stood there in the kitchen, scared and unsure of what was happening and you saw him look at you as tears streamed down his face. He ran to you and scooped you up, holding you as tight as possible.

“St-Steve. Too tight. What’s going on? Where is everyone? I was here with Pepper and Jamie and now… now they’re not here. Where did your beard go? What’s happening???” Steve pulled away slightly to allow you to breathe better, but he instantly pulled you in for a searing kiss. You momentarily got lost in the kiss before your brain caught up with you again.

“Steve. What’s happening?”

“Sweetheart, I-I don’t know how to explain this. The mission… the mission I was on didn’t go well. We lost. You and half of the world were just… gone.”

“What do you mean gone?” You asked him, confused as to what he was saying.

“Thanos. He wiped out half of the universe. We had tried to stop him, but he was too strong at that point. We tried…”

“Steve… You said I was lost, but I’m right here. I don’t understand.” You were so confused. None of this made any sense.

He looked at you with apprehension in his eyes, hesitating as he tried to find the next way to tell you all of this. “You-You’ve been gone for a while, love. We tried to bring you all back but we didn’t know how. It-it took a while to find a way.”

You thought for a moment before you asked the question you were terrified to know the answer to. “How long?”

Steve bit his cheek, trying to reign in his emotions. He needed to be strong for you in this moment as he knew it would be hard. “Five years, sweetie. It’s been five years.”

You tried to swallow the lump in your throat but it wouldn’t go down. Your breath picked up and you felt yourself panicking. You felt like you were going to vomit and you quickly ran into the bathroom to empty your stomach. Steve was right behind you, holding your hair and rubbing your back. After you had thrown up all you could, you turned your body and sat with your back on the cool surface of the tub. Steve sat down beside you, holding you gently and kissing your head. Tears were streaming down your face constantly now.

“Five years? I’ve been gone for five years? W-Was Jamie gone too?”

Steve shook his head no. Which caused you to feel both relief for him not having lost both of you but also the realization that you had lost five years with not just Steve but with your son as well.

“F-Five years? That would make him…”

Steve nodded his head yes. “He just turned ten last month. I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I’m so so sorry.” Steve was now crying hard, holding me tight as we both mourned the loss of the time we should have had together. After a while, you both just sat silently together, having cried out all the tears you had.

“What’s he like?” You hesitantly asked.

Steve smiled softly while he thought. “He’s so smart. He got that from you. He loves to build Legos and he draws, actually pretty well for his age. Oh and god, he’s funny. He cracks me up all the time, even when he doesn’t try to. He just has this way about him that makes everyone laugh.” You listened quietly with a sad smile on your face. You knew the question you wanted to ask but were too afraid to ask it. Steve could tell what you were thinking though and he saved you the heartache of having to ask it.

“Yes, sweetheart. He remembers you. Even if he didn’t have the serum to help with his memory, we made sure to keep you alive at home. We told stories, and watched old videos, and had pictures of all of us up all over the house. You may not have physically been there for it all, but I promise, you were there.”

You nodded while tears once again fell down your face. A slight sense of relief that you hadn’t been erased completely. He stood up and reached his hand out to you, gently pulling you up off the floor.

“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get you home. You’ve been gone for far too long.”

#steve rodgers x reader #whumptember

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squeakygeeky · 1 year

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Till The World Ends review

This review is basically just for @absolutebl, who should not watch this.

This series operates on post-apocalyptic B movie logic, with strong currents of dark humor and political satire. This definitely undercut my ability to take seriously the more tragic and romantic moments, of which there were many since this was still a BL. Well, that and its inexplicable tendency to use Christmas carols as background music. I enjoyed it, it wasn’t bad, but whatever it was a good example of is such an odd duck I don’t think it would be to most people’s taste. Definitely content warnings for the kind of violence, gore and general nonsense a post-apocalyptic B movie normally contains.

Full spoilers from hereon in:

The premise is that the moon is about to hit the earth and the whole story takes place within 13 days. Everyone is supposed to be evacuating into bunkers, as if that’s going to help somehow. (Every time the moon hitting the earth was mentioned I had to laugh and yell at my own brain to stop trying to apply logic to this show.) Golf has major anger issues so he ends up knocking out Art with his guitar when he thinks his new girlfriend is cheating on him with Art. Golf's ex takes his phone with the QR code or whatever you need for the bunker and he stays behind to care for Art and also because he wants to wait for his brother, who is in prison for political crimes and therefore won’t be allowed in the bunker. Art wakes up with amnesia.

There’s a second couple who are the leader of a gang of psychopathic cannibals and his leather eye patch wearing subordinate. The leader’s sister dresses like a sexy schoolgirl. I am obsessed with them. It’s been like two days since everyone went to the bunker, how did this murder spree even get started? They are the high heat couple and get a particularly tragic and gruesome end, but tbf they were the villains.

Somehow Golf and Art manage to get together in typical BL fashion even after Art learns the truth but yes, the world literally does end at the end, it said so on the tin, the moon absolutely hits the earth and destroys everything and Golf and Art did not make it to a bunker, not that that would have mattered. The moon hit the earth, I cannot emphasize this enough.

Some events:

Golf serenades Art with the same guitar he knocked him out with earlier. It is very obviously duct-taped together. (P’ABL I feel like this is your ultimate nightmare scenario.)

The fact that extremely cliche post-apocalytic gang are cannibals is just casually dropped as they eat dinner together and one of them finds the earring of the lady they just murdered.

Art wears a shirt that says ‘nothing lasts forever’ to his own wedding.

Golf and Art don’t manage to get around to kissing each other until significantly after said wedding.

The scene once they finally get together is pretty good though.

Many people are violently killed and also one dog.

Chekov’s nail clippers come into play not once but twice.

There’s a road trip portion with gorgeous cinematography. Often shots feature the Giant Moon, which is very pretty but also to me hilarious.

Golf and Art make love for the last time on a rooftop under the Giant Looming Moon.

There are many many cgi fireflies throughout.

#till the world ends #till the world ends series #thai bl #thai ql #ql series #ql

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caramelstarlight · 9 months

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🌿Our exchange🌿

Yes finally another part is here for you guys. I’m so sorry that it’s only 1.6k 😭🤚 I made you guys wait long for another part and aughhh. I didn’t deliver well.

Where is everyone this time??)

Okay actual story here you go guys :D

(Idk if I will keep updating this on Wattpad. Barely anyone views this and I have more reading it on tumblr. But I will try. If you can, Please let other genshin players that love Tighnari about this book! Idm having a small audience at all, it's just that my audience on tumblr has more people reading it.) (sorry for a long wait and how short it is 😭)

You woke up curled next to Tighnari. Lifting your head slightly as his began to fall. You held it up for him on your shoulder. You looked down to see the both of yours and his tail wrapped against the others body. Blushing slightly as you used magic to bring the paper on the table towards you. (If only I could irl) Reading what collei had written. You were happy for her. She was getting better at literature.

"Y/N or Tighnari, whoever is reading this. I would like to ask you both on how to control my dendro powers better. I also want to learn a bit of magic as well just incase I can't use my bow. Please give me some lessons on these. I told the forest rangers to not disturb you both. I'm hoping none came inside, I told them to go to Rana instead. I hope you both enjoyed your nap. I would surely be exhausted talking for hours as my social battery isn't as high. Make sure to check the time when you both work up. I have some pita pockets made on the table for the both of you if you're both hungry."

-Collei.

"Awwh! That's so sweet of her!" You said in a soft voice being careful to not wake Tighnari up beside you. Your tail swished slowly as you kept reading the note. Checking the time which was 6pm. The usual time for dinner. "Hey Nari, it's 6pm do you want to eat?" You nudged him slightly Ashe work up from the gentle touch. "Mmhh?" He said as his eyes opened. He rubbed them as he registered your sentence.

"Oh sure! Also since when did you start calling me Nari hm-?~" he asked with a bit of tease in his voice. "Today because I feel comfortable, it's nice meeting a kindred spirit y'know?" You said as you pointed to the pita pockets in front of the both of you. Silently enjoying the food with not many thoughts in your head. "Do you want to do anything after we're done?" You asked him and he nodded. "Yeah I can take you somewhere that I think you would like in the Avidya Forest." "Ooh! That sounds fun!" You said as he nodded. "Make sure to not startle them. Be careful when we head there." He said as he kept eating.

You gave him your plate as you finished. Taking them both to the sink and returning to the couch. "When do you want to go? I say nighttime is the prettiest for this place." "We can go right now if you want to Tighnari." "Alright I'll leave a note for collei to find if she can't find us." He said as you got up and went outside. He wrote where you were going to be with him and when you both should return. Before getting up and joining you.

"It's this way." He said as he pulled your shirt(or jacket) lightly. Tugging it to the right. "Oh haha!" You said slightly embarrassed as you followed him. (And no it's not a real location 🥰) After a few turns and dealing with paths you both made it to the spot. You were in awe as Tighnari looked at you. "That was how I was when I first stumbled across this place." He laughed as his gaze went back towards it.

It was a little clearing with a pond, Firefly's dazzled around it while some foxes were nearby resting. You could hear crickets clearly with the water rushing slowly. Some birds chirped nearby, the sounds of the animals were calming. "Make sure to not scare them away, be gentle." He said as he brought you closer. Sitting near the edge of the pond. Watching as some of the foxes came up towards him. Cautious and wary of you before realizing you wouldn’t hurt them.

“Hmm.” You said as you petted a fox that was near you. “I wonder how it feels getting scratched behind the ear.” You said as your eyes went towards the fox. “It feels nice.” Tighnari told you as he took a few notes. “Woww so descriptive.” You playfully rolled your eyes at him as he laughed. “Numbskull of course it feels good.” Still writing notes down. “Well I never experienced it since my ears are lowered often.”

“Anyways how long are we going to stay here?” You asked as you looked at him.” “I suppose we could stay here for a bit more if you want.” “Sure then.” You replied as your focus went elsewhere. “Are we going when you finish your notes?” “Yeah I am almost done.” He continued to write before getting up. Handing out his hand to you as you touched his. Going back towards Tighnaris house.

“Our exchange is changing a lot.” You said out loud as he heard you. “Yeah we’re becoming friends, that’s how interactions work.” “Do you always have a need to be sassy?” “Not really do you?” “No…” “That’s good.” Collei saw as the both of you came back. Giving her report to Tighnari and told what happened while the both of you were away. “Thank you collei.” He stated as he sat down on a chair. Reading the reports that she handed him. “I’ll go get ready for bed.” Teleporting away from the both of them and quickly took a shower and changed. Using clothes you had brought along as you came back to the both of them.

“That was quick.” Collei stated as she saw you teleport in front of them. You wore a long shirt with medium length pants. Watching Tighnari read the reports. “They all did well today. Glad there’s no longer withering zone reports. Those were tiring with a limited amount of people available to battle them.”

“It sounds as difficult as the Decree we had in inazuma. It was hard to get trades and export everything. With less visitors and unable to make trades made it hard to earn money.” You said remembering how many had suffered to afford their homes. “I have heard about it. Especially with the raiden shogun not letting anyone slip up.”

“Anyways you guys can go sleep I’ll be writing my responses to the forest rangers.” Tighnari stated as he watched you both leave the room. Focusing on making his responses. His eyes went towards the window. Gazing at the moon every now and then. Before falling asleep on his bed.

“Tighnari are you up yet?” You said as you tapped him as his shoulder, his ears picked up on your voice as he looked at you. “What’s up?” “The sky, anyways I’m heading to sumeru city to get some souvenirs. Do you know any good spots? Or I can mark some stuff based on sumeru.”

“I can teach you to make a flower crown in exchange for how to make something from inazuma.” He stated as you agreed. “We can go make some quickly before I start working.” “Yeah it sounds fun!” He took out some Nilotpalas lotuses and sumeru roses. “Chose however pattern you want.” He said as he made a pattern. Watching you do the same thing. “So here’s how you do it…”

“Master has been exchanging information with Y/N again. I don’t know where they headed off to but don’t worry! He definitely wrote a message somewhere on a letter. I think it’s over there actually.” Collei stated as she handled the amount of forest rangers coming to her for help. (This sure is getting hard to keep up with, I hope the both of them return soon to us.) she thought as the number of forest rangers dwindled and finally dispersed.“Oh it’s time for patrol soon. So they should be returning soon for it.” Collei told herself as she checked the time. Getting everything ready for him and her for his arrival with you.

“That was fun! I like the combo, purple and yellow is always great together.” You said as you enjoyed the color choice. “Glad you do, anyways it’s time for patrol so we are heading back, you can go to sumeru city and look for souvenirs and stuff over there while we’re busy.” “Alright well we should hurry we don’t want you being late to it.” He nodded as the both of you ran towards Gandharva Ville. “Well goodbye guys!” You said as you waved goodbye as they headed off. Teleporting to sumeru city you were in awe. Sumeru city’s tree really was holding up the Akademiya. “Now to find someone or somewhere to go to for souvenirs.” You stated as you wandered around the place. Many things caught you eye as you purchased some for your friends and had some breakfast over there.

“Sumeru city is nice I didn’t think there would be a whole tree in the city! “ you told yourself as your gaze lingered on it before you pulled out your phone and started to eat. Trying to ignore the stares you recieved from others. Were they all in awe of you or were they trying to figure out what you are? Surely the scholars know you’re from inazuma and are kitsune. The ones that aren’t scholars may only know of you being inazuman.

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