#american gods fanfiction

[voxmortuus]

Hello 👋 I’d like to request a Dom Bilquis x Male!Reader smut. Male!Reader is a New God who receives an unexpected visit from the Old Goddess who is craving worship, and not from a regular human…

Nonnie Bilquis Requester.... THANK YOU! You threw me for a loop and I thank you for this request!!!!! Sorry it took so long! I hope it finds you well.

►PAIRING: Dom!Bilquis X M!Reader ►UNIVERSE: American Gods ►WORDS: 1k ►SUMMARY/PROMPT: See Above. ►TRIGGER WARNINGS: Domme Bilquis | Nothing but smut | Smut time language for body parts | Oral *Female Recipient* | Vaginal Penetration | Worship of Old Gods | Submissive-esque male | I may be missing some, but you get a general idea, so please proceed with caution if there is anything in there that is overly triggering please let me know politely and I will make sure it is added to the list. ►NOTE: Sorry if this isn't what you expected, or had envisioned yourself, I apologize. But I hope you enjoyed my vision. ►DIVIDER CREDIT: @nyxvuxoa ►My Master Masterlist

It wasn't everyday a beautiful woman came knocking at your door, especially one such as Bilquis. She was radiant, as always, but today she was particularly delectable. She oozed of sex, lust, desire and want. Dressed in a beautiful shade of crimson red she had come knocking on your door. Without hesitation you let her in, she wasn't going to take no for an answer and that was clear when she looked at you. Her gaze warm and wanting. She was a woman, not a girl, not some floozy, this was one woman who could eat you alive and not think twice. She was a Goddess. One of age at that.

Closing your front door you turn and look at her. "And to what do I owe this visit...?" you ask.

"I want to be worshipped... I know who you are... I know what you are. I want to be worshipped by someone with power." She had stated. The words dripped off her lips like a sweet bite out of a juicy watermelon.

"You think I can do that?"

"Oh I know you can, and you will. Worship me Y/N. Show me what it feels like to be worshipped by a new god... Pleasure me with those wants and desires of being needed, desired, and craved. Worship me, Y/N." she stated with a sway in her hips as she approaches you and grips your shirt and presses you against he wall, feeling you against her she lets out a soft whimper. "Worship me." She whispers against your ear as she places her hand over your pants and begins to rub you to feel what she's got to work with.

Nodding with a stammering groan you close your eyes a moment before opening them to look at her. "Yes Ma'am..." you smirk.

"No, say my name. Say my name when you worship me." she demands.

"Yes, Bilquis." you smirk looking over her face.

"Good boy." she muses before she turns around and moves her hair for you to unzip her dress.

With a simple gesture, you move to unzip her dress, exposing her dark creamy chocolate skin. You run your hand down her back and then up, only to slid your hand down her side, feeling her curves with your hands. You whisper in her ear. "You are absolutely beautiful."

She smiles softly and looks over her shoulder. She looks around your apartment and looked back at you and beckoned for you. Walking further into your apartment she noticed your candles and smirked handing you a lighter off the dresser she tilted her head and licked her lips. "Light them in the name of me." She whispered softly as she climbed into your bed and leaned against the headboard slightly and spread her legs.

Looking over her, she looked so good you could devour her, sweet, with a slight tang, a beautiful combination of desire and harmony. The scent of her was intoxicating, and you were far from pushing her away, no you wanted this, especially deep down.

Once the candles are lit, you move to stand at the end of your bed and you watch her, licking your lips you feel your cock stiffen slightly. "Fuck." you smile she beckons you. Stripping down you release yourself feeling the freedom as you stiffen a bit more, rising as you stiffen. You climb into bed and approach her.

Leaning in you attempt to kiss her, but she stops you and looks over your face a moment, studying you before she leans in and kisses you. Slowly pulling back you begin to stroke yourself but she shakes her head. You stop, looking at her.

"Taste me..." She stated as her hips raise slightly and you smirk. Kissing her again, you work your way from breast to breast, gripping, touching ever so slightly, rubbing at her swollen clit. It wasn't long before your lips were kissing just above it.

In a matter of moments you were taking her sweet nectar into your mouth. Your tongue began to work like it's never worked before, lapping at her, drawing around her clit, her velvet like folds welcoming and sweet. She was ripe and sweet for the plucking and you were going to devour her. Your hands gripped at her thighs a moment before one hand slipped to your cock and began to stroke yourself, you wanted her to shake and quake before you dove right in.

Her moans were beautiful notes that danced off your walls. Her hand in your hair gripping as you lapped her up and suckled on her clit. With the hand that stroked your painfully hard cock you reached up and grabbed a breast giving it a firm grip an you feel her legs tremble her moans picking up at your quick paces, hearing her breathing get heavier, she watches you a moment before her head presses into the pillowy headboard.

Feeling that tremble you knew it was time, positioning yourself you slide right in with nothing but great ease. Wet, dripping and the way she felt around your cock was something you absolutely will never forget.

"Oh Bilquis, your feel so good." you praise.

She moans softly.

You think about it a moment, and the more you say her name, the louder her moans become. The lourder she had gotten, the lourder your groans had gotten in return.

As you thrust, she had massaged your cock with her wet velvet like walls, and the constriction and freedom of her slick core had felt something unworldly.

The aura of the room grew, it was like there was an audience, changing from the corners of the room, moaning that was beyond you two, the way you pleasured her, it pleasured you, the way you cried out for her in worship of who she was, there was a strong feeling behind it because of who you were. The power you both possessed danced in the room like a tango of seduction. It was the release of the goddess beneath you as you screamed her name that was the biggest reward.

Getting dressed she looks at you and smiles. "I'll be seeing you again real soon, Y/N. Maybe next time, I'll return the favor. Be a good boy, and make sure when you touch yourself, you do so in the name of me." She muses before she kisses the corner of your lips and steps out of your apartment, leaving you to mull over what just happened.

#bilquis x m!reader #bilquis x reader #domme bilquis #dom bilquis #bilquis #bilquis american gods #bilquis fanfiction #bilquis fanfic #bilquis smut #smutty smut smut #female x male reader #american gods #american gods fanfiction #american gods bilquis #american gods smut #bilquis gif #american gods gif #voxmortuus

[ao3feed-madwife]

Ain't Got No Body

by KirkyPet

IT'S GHOST LAURA.

Laura comes back as a ghost. How does that pan out? Let's see, shall we?

Words: 622, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: American Gods (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Laura Moon, Shadow Moon (American Gods)

Relationships: Laura Moon/Mad Sweeney

Additional Tags: Ghost!Laura

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54204175

#american gods #american gods fanfiction #mad wife fanfiction #mad sweeney #laura moon #mad wife

[graysbullshit]

a list of brazillian fun facts you might want to know for your qsmp fanfics! (or in general lol)

DATING IN BRAZIL (because I know at least 50% of yall are gonna be writting slash):

Phase 1 can be or texting/talking or ficando (infinitive: ficar), it depends on how shy you are;

Ficando means to be actively seeking a person out consistently with the intent of talking for a bit and then making out (it does not entail any level of loyalty);

Brazillians only consider it "making out" if you french kiss;

Kissing without tongue is considered weird and viewed negativelly;

A little peck on the lips is cute, but not really what we consider kissing;

There are two types of brazillians: the ones that will start dating after a week and the ones that take months to make up their minds;

If a brazillian is interested in you (even if you don't know each other) and you're in a party there is a very good chance they will walk up to you and ask if you want to make out/ask for your instagram handle (it depends on what kind of party it is tbh);

Also, most brazillians kiss and tell lmao;

It is not uncommon for outgoing brazillians to make out with random strangers, especially during carnival;

We are a sex positive country mostly;

We are very sensual, even if we have no romantic interest;

Mock-flirting or Joke-flirting is very common in friend groups;

People who make out/date with the person their friend likes are called Talarica or Talarico;

When you get cheated on you're called Corno;

People usually go on dates after ficar for a whille;

Usually, if you're going on dates with someone it is expected of you to be faithful or to end things (you can't go on dates with a guy while also going on dates with another guy, that's fucked up);

We call dating namorando, from the infinitive namorar which refers back to namorado (boyfriend) and namorada (girlfriend);

brazillians are typically very direct when they are interested in someone, which doesn't mean they will say "oh, i like you" right away, but they will flirt for sure;

in Brazil saying "I love you" isn't a big deal, most brazillians will say it pretty fast and not saying it back (if you're in a relationship) is considered VERY WEIRD;

brazillians have the tendency of being very jealous lmao;

GEOGRAPHY:

Brazil is a continental sized country, being the fifth biggest country in the entire world. It is bigger than the USA, if counting only directly conected land (ignoring Brazil's islands and Hawaii and Alaska);

Because of it's size, brazillian states have a great number of differences in language, culture, food, climate, and politics;

There is as much animosity between states as in the USA (the difference being: brazillians will always defend each other rather than gringos);

The brazillian streamers are all from the Center-West, South-East and South of Brazil (unfortunatly there is nobody to represent the North and North-east);

The south-east is the are of biggest economical impact, while the center-west is known for the capital of the country (Brasília) and the agriculture, while the south has a terrible reputation (they have livestock too, but mostly a bad reputation);

Brazil has two of the biggest cities in the world: the 5º biggest, São Paulo, and the 19º biggest, Rio de Janeiro;

Nobody fucking likes São Paulo (the city) except from the people that were born there or lived there their entire lives;

Brazil has a mostly warm climate, and most brazillians consider anything below 20ºc to be cold (vai sulista, fala que no sul é mais frio, fala);

Brazil's seasons are more often defined by the level of humity, rather than how hot/cold it is;

Brazil is a giant when it comes to agriculture and livestock. We have a lot of grains, and red meat. If you drink coffee and eat meat you have definetly tasted brazillian products without knowning, since we do a lot of exportation (especially to europe);

Brazil has natural diamonds, pre-sal (which can be used in the making of combustives), gold and other precious stones.

HISTORY:

Brazil was mostly colonized by the portuguese, but there was also a presence of the Spanish, French, Dutch and British. You can tell by the architecture;

Rio de Janeiro was the capital of the Portuguese Kingdom for a little while;

Brazil (much like Mexico) was once an Empire;

Brazil (as it's own coutry) has had only two Emperors;

the Brazillian Empire was a big deal despite ending fairly soon;

Brazil's Empire once eliminated about 90% of the male population of Paraguay during a war, which is def a war crime. We have repayed them for what happened, though;

Cities like Rio de Janeiro have a lot of Imperial architecture, but most of the colonial architecture can be found in states like Minas Gerais;

Brazil sent troups in WWII to Italy, the famous Smoking Snakes;

Brazil was forced into a dictatorship by the USA (surprising no one);

Brazil had a president that decided to develop highways instead of trains (i fucking hate him). It's the same guy that moved the capital from Rio de Janeiro to Brasília;

Brasília was build with the blood of poor people and it fucking sucks, but it has the shape of an airplane so everything is fine ig /s;

Brazil's first woman president and it's current president were both tortured during the dictatorship;

Brazil is a concervative country, despite everything;

Do not ask me about Brazil's politics, because it's so fucking insane lmao;

GENERAL CULTURE:

Brazillian culture exists on top of three axes: Portuguese, African, and Indigineous;

We take A LOT from Japonese culture (since we are the country with the biggest Japonese population outside of Japan). I've never met a brazillian who hasn't watched anime, even my grandma knows what Pokemon is /srs;

Some other important diasporas in Brazil: Lebanon (we have more lebanese than Lebanon itself lol), China, Germany, Italy, and many different African countries;

Most brazillians listen to funk and sertanejo, but other brazillian music you might be interested in: samba, BRrock, mpb, BRpop, Axé, and Pagode;

Some other famous brazillians you might not know, but you should: Silvio Santos, Celso Portiolli, Rodrigo Faro, Angélica, Eliana, Xuxa, Luciano Huck, Pyong Lee, Mauricio de Sousa, Ariano Suassuna, Clarice Lispector, Machado de Assis, Guilmarães Rosa, Fernando Pessoa, Vinicius de Moraes, Toquinho, Mateus Hwang, Tiago Leifert, Tadeu Schmidt, Boninho, Guilherme Briggs, Fernanda Montenegro, Rodrigo Santoro, Wagner Moura, Seu Jorge, etc;

Most brazillians only drink tea for medicinal reasons (like cammomile tea);

Most brazillians love coffee and hate iced coffee;

Most brazillians start drinking coffee at a very young age;

Drinking (alchool) age in Brazil is 18yo, but most brazillians start drinking around 15yo;

Most brazillians love meat and barbecue. Here is a picture of a brazillian brabecue:

Brazil, differently from other American coutries, didn't have potatoes/corn as it's basic food, we had a root called Mandioca. Although it is still very beloved in brazillian cusine, the base for brazillian meals is currently Rice;

In Brazil we usually don't eat a lot during breakfast, but have a big meal (with rice, veetables, meat, and beans) for lunch and dinner. And our dinner is usually around 20h-22h;

We don't use AM or PM;

We use the metric system and Celcius, and we very much deslike the imperial system and what's-his -face is an abhorrent scientific disgrace;

brazillians who suck up to gringos are called "Vira-latas", which can be translated to "mutts" or more directly "eat-trash";

brazillians have mutiple coffee breaks during the day, mostly in the afternoon;

brazillians brush their teeth at least 3 times a day (mostly after every big meal);

brazillians shower at least once a day, some going as far as to shower three times a day during summer;

brazillians do not use snapchat and they think it's obsolete (because it is);

brazillians will pirate anything that isn't made by other brazillians, and I mean ANYTHING. There is no shame in pirating in Brazil and we are very proud of being the country that pirates the most in the world! We will also buy counterfeit products knowing they are counterfeit;

brazillians rivalry with argentinians is REAL. And, although is mostly a football thing, it really translates to everything else (especially if it's online);

brazillians have a hierarchy when it comes down to rooting for stuff, and it goes like this: brazillians, sibling countries, latin americans, other african countries, other third world countries, japan, other asian countries, european countries, anglo-saxon americans, argentina (if it's football), germany, portugal;

#qsmp fanfic #qsmp fanfiction #qsmp #long post #for the love of god ignore all the mistakes #i genuinelly could not care less about the proper grammar of english #if you disagree with me than disagree in your house #genuinely sorry for the long post but i promised #also my biggest fear is americans writting about brazillians and getting some basic stuff wrong #not that they NEED to know stuff #but i WANT you to know stuff #because you will ENJOY stuff

[kierancaz]

Guys I’m going insane again over Yuu being from our world and twisted wonderland having nothing in common with their world.

Like imagine them referencing the Lorax or Glee or FUCKING AMERICA OR HAMILTON and then when no one gets it they have to explain as best they can wtf Glee was without any reference material.

#it would be so hard #Yuu makes a reference to Hamilton and suddenly they’re at a picnic table with all the first years sitting on the ground in front of them #and they’re explaining American history and how Hamilton is some guys rap fanfiction turned hit stage play of the time between 1776 and 1804 #imagine making a glee reference and the absolute horror of having to explain no you didn’t send anyone to a crack house it was just a joke— #THE FUCKING LORAX ??? #god I just know Yuu would be going insane #yuu twst #twst yuu #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland yuu #twst wonderland #disney twst #yuuka hirasaka #enma yuuken #twst yuuka #twst yuuken #twst yuuta #ramshackle #ramshackle dorm

[plasticfangtastic]

American Royalty. Ch. 4

A Homelander X F! Reader and Dadlander fanfic.

A/N: if ya like to be taglisted plz leave a comment to be notified on the next release. got the writers block and too many wips so here is an early chapter. hope y'all like it. plz check my pin post for prev. chapters.

Tags: mild gore, angst, lots of angst, slow burn, fluff, oc characther, child neglect, dadlander, romance.

Chapter Four

Seeing Stars

You had him agree to you working three days as his personal chef, and he couldn’t have you Sundays no matter how much he asked.

Within the week you had gotten a letter from your bank telling you that the pending investigation on your account had been closed and now you could access it, it had even accrue significant interest after being untouched for seven years it was better than an early christmas miracle as you sobbed in your bedroom with the letter in hand, you cried in the kitchen after calling a realtor to see an apartment, by the time you seen a couple of apartments you had come home to find an enveloped taped to your door. Inside paperwork and some keys– seeing red for a moment, but as Helena tugged at your shirt, your anger tucked itself away, you held her crying into her shoulder as you finished reading the letter.

Before the month ended, you had moved into a large, renovated and well located 2 bedroom, 1 office, 2 bathrooms apartment in the ground floor of a duplex, it had to be at least eighteen to twenty thousand dollars in rent but he had simply purchase it– writing in his letter that he wouldn’t allow you to continue raising his daughter in the projects or some refurbished new york closet, he had even collected information on local schools in your new neighborhood for you consider, informing you that he would take care of tuition cost.

As you settled in a space so big you had nothing to fill it with, as you watched your daughter actually behave like a seven year old for once, you laid on the floor by the open concept kitchen, feeling the rich wood underneath your skin, staring at the black granite benches and hardwood cabinetry– the floor was even heated! You heard a landing in one of the two thin yards, you knew your daughter was exploring the bathroom, so it felt safe to do this now.

“I’ll have my interior designer come by this week to help you select furniture and stuff.” He said upon entering, distubed by how barren it was, all your belonings in a a dozen boxes total, tucked in a corner of the living room.

“You are a bastard making me indebted to you.” You grumbled.

“I can’t have her live in a broom closet infested with rats. Kids need yards and space.” He looked at the cherry wood panels lining the outdoors, the vines and trees growing in a decent sized yard, extra big by New York standards– you could get her a puppy, a kitten or…?”

“She likes fish.”

“I could have a pond installed.” he said with a smirk crainign his back as he tried to look less imposing as you refused to lift your head from the heated hardwoods– you should be okay with utility bills, I left them on credit for your convenience. Have you had a chance to look at schools?”

“What are you actually planning, John.” You sat back up, switching names had taken him off-guard wondering what angle you were going at him from– haven’t even started work with you and now you are showering me with presents? This is beyond just wanting to see your kid is not like you actually seen her.”

“You said to take things slow.” He didn’t try hiding that devious grin– Ryan… needs a story.”

“Jesus Christ you are sick.” you now had to stand up for real– you want me to play mom to your kid? I don’t even look like him.”

“Genetics are weird. Helena looks like you and Ryan looks like me, like those dogs from ‘Beauty and the Tramp’."He touched your cheek with a bare hand– Can’t wait to see you next Thursday, mom.”

“Oh god…” You chuckle, losing your mind as his hand hurts without a scratch– How are you going to tell this to Helena?”

“Is in early development but the team will take care of it. I need Ryan to attend the same school as Helena so please hurry up.”

He left not before telling you to take Helena to MOMA this saturday at 2 pm, it wasn’t a suggestion or invitation, it was an order

You did as you were told that evening, one of the best schools in the city was under a half hour walk from this cell, knowing Helena had to be enrolled soon didn’t help, and your commute to Lucci had increased but now you could pay for gas and not cry. Sending him a texts about schools to the number he had given you in his many many notes seemed anticlimactic but that was it.

Helana had grown suspicious, but she played dumb and you knew it too, so you both played stupid when you headed to MOMA that weekend.

You just casually came the same day and the same time as Homelander and Ryan were about to have the whole museum closed off as they received a private tour,  but he asked you to join them not giving any real explanation for why but nobody questioned, neither kid spoke to each other much if any, Helena simply enjoying the silence, she looked at you as she asked about the pieces but it was Homelander who had the most to say about the works, leaving you left out but happy, you knew that face of his so well, to see it on your daughter’s face made your day.

He had taken the opportunity to discuss your employment not your relationship, giving you list of things Ryan should eat, would not eat, wanted to try and things he wanted to try himself, then your hours and some odd request about handling Ryan’s school lunches being instagram worthy, handing you socials to research for such task.

You started work that following week, the Vought kitchens were top of the line, your job was to meet all of his requirements, some of the chefs that recognized you looked at you with relief and curiosity, wanting to know what had happened to you but you were unwilling to share. That first breakfast was returned with clean plates, even the waiter was shocked when he saw empty plates come out of his penthouse.

It had been so long since you could play with such new equipment, this was it, this was the place you belong in, him or not involved this was your happy place now.

Two weeks had passed.

 As you headed for the staff elevator you met Homelander, who had honestly just been waiting for you.

“I got the paperwork sorted… you just have to sign and fill stuff. Nice school! Great stem program not that Helena will find it hard.” he said politely, his posture extra stiff.

“Did you do a background check on her?” you looked around for witnesses.

“Hard not to. Our kid is the captain of the math club… her school team has won most of the math competitions in the last four years. Not to mention the piano recitals, and science competitions”  He looked so proud– her grades are perfect. She might be the smartest little girl in the city.”

“She’s the smartest little girl in the world.”

“And her new school would let the whole world know just that.” He said matching your smug.

You watched him carefully waiting for him to spit out what he wanted to say, either about her schooling or something else.

Helena was allowed to continue attending her old school until you were ready for transfer, he had only briefly talked to you for school discussions, and with great disinterest on what made each school good or not, if anything you found yourself doing this for his son as well, thinking of what this school would do for his well being, and if it was the best choice for a homeschooled kid, and how would this new school commute affect Helena’s after school routine. 

On the days you didn’t work in Vought’s towers she was still babysat or stayed at Lucci’s, she was too young to be left at home, even if you knew she was perfectly safe, but no matter what she was still little. 

During the days you worked in the tower she was kept in the company daycare in the 20th floor, most of the kids there were normal but there was at least one other super-abled child her age, it made you happy to see her interact with a similar kid even if said kid abilities involved phasing thru objects all willy-nilly and make objects phase thru other objects, making you worry of what would happen if he lost focus and Helena got caught inside a wall.

“By the way our kid escaped the daycare.” He held the elevator open for you as he entered, before you could panic he shot you a charming smile– is okay she’s at the gym…”

Your eyes had welled up regardless, you jumped into the metal box pressing the bottom frantically.

“She’s perfectly safe… A-Train is there and so it's that… Noir… her and the only little Supe kid decided to do some mischief, but I kept my ears on her all day.”

Forcing yourself to take deep breaths as the elevator smoothly traveled to the lower floors.

“Is it not her that I am worried for.” you said firmly.

You followed him as he guided you through an unfamiliar floor, inside the large colosseum gym that had been fitted to test somebody’s athletic skills you found your daughter floating in her wavy bubble, but all you saw was your kid swaying in the air.

“Helena get down here immediately!!!” You ran after her reaching for the kid as her bored expression was replaced with embarrassment as she descended into your arms– you cannot run away from daycare!”

“I don’t want to be surrounded by babies.”

“Helena you are a baby!” you squeezed her against yourself, just glad she was still in one piece, you noticed the other small kid in the room– jesus…”

Carrying your kid you reached for the other one, taking his hand.

“Hey sweetie… let me take you back to daycare before your mommy or daddy gets worried.

“Am I in trouble?” he asked meekly.

“No, but Helena is so grounded.”

“Mom!”

“Don’t mom me! You have any idea how dangerous that was!”

“Oh don’t get mad at the kid, she was just acting like a kid. Don’t be such a buzzkill” he mocked you.

“I don’t want or need your opinion– now you got two seconds to explain yourself!”

You began to gently drag yourself and your kid’s victim out of the gym, A-Train absolutely shocked to see anybody talk to Homelander like that.

“Look I had A-Train and Noir come check them out, they were safe!” He chased after you.

“Oh that was your doing.” Helena said–  "I really wanted to meet A-Train” she waved innocently at the Supe, who returned the gesture as a true professional– and... Mom… I wanted to see the building, that’s all… sorry I used Elmo to escape… but his powers were just too useful”

“You cannot use people like that.” you said in shock.

“People like being used.” Her words were just cold as she wriggled herself out of your arms, falling without touching the ground, she took Elmo’s hand taking the small kid towards the exit– some people are born serfs.” She mumbled to herself.

Homelander's heart beat violently– oh his daughter was a brat and had a questionable attitude, he hadn’t even interacted much with her, but he was proud. His whole body went light and his smile couldn’t be contained as he saw the small girl with true love in his eyes, this was the moment he saw her as truly his own.

Ryan was still reluctant to accept his father’s philosophy, but this little one understood that she was born better from the start on her own.

She turned around to face you again, little Elmo sucked on his thumb as her eyes glowed pale blue.

“Is it alright if I come to the training gym if I ask permission first?” 

“I…”

“Of course all Supe’s should know to keep their powers top notch. You are more than welcome to use the facilities.” Homelander had cut you off, petting the little girl’s head as he approached the duo– Just ask your mother so she doesn’t have a heart attack. Then again this is one of the safest places in all of New York and little Helena over here is perfectly safe, after all I am here.” He said while staring at you.

His voice was sweet, you were defeated as Helena tried to contain that cheshire grin of hers while staring at you– he was your boss , and the Homelander so could you really go against him so publicly?

“You had a terrorist attack in this building… but I guess…” She ignored him again then looked straight at you– I learned something new today.” 

A-Train and Noir exchanged concerned looks taking a few step backs, Homelander seemed intrigued to watch your reaction, you gave way, unable to speak, just frustrated as your ex looked just as smug as his kid.

Little Elmo scoot behind her– in the round gymnasium a cement boulder hanged in chains, her eyes glowed the brightest you’ve ever seen, lifting her hand with one quick swipe the boulder broke in half, the dust showing the invisible blade bending light, it gain a blue color as it was touched before fading, she looked so proud of herself, you stared at Homelander and now you understood why nobody had informed you that your daughter was missing. It didn’t sit well with you.

“you’re still grounded for a whole week.”

“But Mom!!”

You had walked into a trap, one you did so willingly, jailed in a nice house, any hope of Homelander being driven away or losing interest in her was gone as he looked at her with pure adoration in his eyes.

You got used to it… this prison was lovely, it was nice to come back to a spacious cell. Homelander had indeed brought his decorator to your house but you didn’t want designer furniture and high end stuff, you kept it simple and cheap, most of your stuff second hand and from Ikea, only relenting to agree with the poor designer over the kitchen, his budget was absurd for the task, only taking advantage to purchase all the appliances of your dreams, you indeed needed a air fryer that matched your splashback.

Helena was happy to have a room that felt like a bedroom, large bookcases that could be filled with her own books, a small courtyard facing her doors, where she now could sit down and read with the breeze in her hair. She seemed happy, euphoric when she began her new school, making you forget what was happening in the background at times.

Homelander would come from time to time to speak to you about mundane stuff and work, his patience saintly as he allowed you to get used to his company once more, just so you could be okay with him entering her life, but then again he was your jailer.

He himself had begun forcing himself into her life when you weren’t around, it was all a matter of timing and perception.

Homelander watched the daycare center, from afar, a much needed service, it occupied a whole floor, the tower employed thousands of people in its 99th floor so there had to be help for those mothers and fathers who needed to work but had children with no babysitters, it was one of the many appealing things about being employed by Vought, and the center offered a variety of activities for all age groups.

Helena saw it as a jungle, all these children just a bunch of savages, keeping Elmo around not because she liked his company but because he was the only other Supe child in her age group, he was a sweet kid, afraid of bugs and that liked to talk about cartoons, frankly it was a challenge to figure out what to do with him. Homelander watched as she taught the kid to play chess, taking hours to explain the basics as the seven year old had very little clue what was happening, but in its own way it was nice to talk to another kid like himself.

Homelander even bothered to do a background check on the child– both of his dad’s both worked at Vought one in hero management and the other in marketing, both very busy bees it seems… he had done the same with all of Ryan’s new classmates, he knew their entire families before his kid even stepped foot and said hello to any of them, all done before he started school the same week as Helena– there was the big issue of her being on the 10th grade while her older brother just began the 6th grade, so he couldn’t enjoy seeing the both of them interacting, it was hard to witness for he wanted both kids to become closer so desperately.

Hence why he was standing on the foyer of the daycare center, a young lady that looked too cheerful for her own good, welcomed Homelander.

“Hi! How can I help you today, Homelander? Are you looking to enroll little Ryan?” She swayed side to side trying to see if the kid was behind him by any chance.

“Actually… am here to speak to one of the kids… hmm… Helena L/N.” He said with a firm tone– I believe her mother left a message.”

Homelander texted you an hour before cominf down, not even asking you that he was going to take her for training, you were stuck in the kitchen helping with some work function taking place tonite, a thousand canapes had to be made and you were stuck with the pistachio and lemon layer cakes.

You had no time to argue, taking your precious break time to make phone calls and try not to use your knife on the nearest asshole who pissed you off afterwards.

She hopped on the desk seeking for any notes, and he was indeed correct.

Now he had her all for himself, you prayed he wasn’t going to drop the news on her, but you couldn’t leave and abandoned your team, she was safe, you had to believe she was safe, she was smart, she was so smart and she could escape him, you just had to trust her.

“Can I bring Elmo?” Helena looked up at Homelander, a slight ache building on her neck as she looked up at the man– he might get lonely.”

“He’s not a dog.” He didn’t even try putting on a soft babied voice with her– and I wanted to talk to you.”

“But he’s always ‘The Dog’ when we play house.” She faked the most innocent voice she could muster, turning around to look at the glass doors  dividing the friends– … He will probably sneak out to the gym if he gets lonely, they got his favorite snacks today… he told me liked five times and I think they’re playing Bluey on the tv.”

“Oh! and you play mommy?” He grimaces so hard his eyebrows touch.

“No, the robber.”

He led the way and she was more than happy to explore the building as they headed downstairs.

“What do you think of them?”

“Elaborate.”

“Those without powers.” she wished she could see his expression– and be honest. None of this ‘Wednesday Addams’ crap.”

He looked around at the sea of smart casual fits and stress on the floors above, the world moving so fast paced, nothing but monkeys hurling shiny rocks while playing dress-up.

“They can be useful, if they are not… then they don’t matter to me.”

He smiled, his heart fluttering and his stomach filled with butterflies as he heard her speak– why did Ryan struggle so much to understand this? He thought.

“When you are born with such gifts–

“I might be a kid but I am very familiar with your Compound V, I already had this talk with my mother. Fascinating stuff… I am still trying to understand the whole dosage thing… How does your company decide which kid to give more versus others? Did they just look at who could provide the best backstory before deciding between 10 mils versus the whole vial.” 

She stared at the glass walls where the kids were housed, the tone of her voice still flat.

“Why you say that?”

“I’m a poor kid from the projects, with a single mom, formerly homeless and now with enough powers to make Athena envious. Not to mention how 92% of supes are white but the percentage below middle class to poor is almost the same as with the 6% blacks, while the percentage of upper class white supes is closer to the same percentage of 2% asians and latino supes… if anything a good chunk of latino and asian supes are upper class… something-something model minority yadah-yadah.” she pressed the elevator door– I’d make a good story. Shame that I can’t be a Supe.”

Homelander stared at her, placing his hand on the back of her head.

“You can be anything you want, Helena. You have been blessed beyond belief with powers… if you want to be Supe then you are ready for major leagues.”

She rolls her eyes.

“Only the 1% of superheroes ever make it to the major leagues, most supes never achieve anything beside D-list status and everybody is fighting for the crumbs left behind by your posse of clowns– is not a fiscally responsible decision. A career that can only exist on extreme gambling is not one that can make money. Not to mention am not cute or tall." She took the first step into the elevator– I never want my mother to worry about money. I want to buy her a mansion on top of a cliff staring at the ocean, have a dozen maids care for the house and she can just spend the rest of her life in luxury”

She turns to see him crossing her arms with a serious look on her tiny face.

“My goal is to take your job.”

“The Seven?” He grinned.

“Vought.”

“I can wait to see you try.” he grinned.

“It won’t be that hard… At least when I am in charge security will be tighter.”

Bottles of V dropped from above Homelander’s head, he caught most of them but a few were lost, those were hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of drops staining his pants and shoes, Helena caught one bottle, sliding it between nimble fingers back and forth.

“Don’t look so surprised, it seems this is a common occurence… Here's an unwanted tip: use biometrics and only allow lab techs to enter the 67th floor, not just rely on good will, clown.” sections of her body and clothes flicked back and forth between visible and invisible, taunting him about how easy it had been to steal them using her superpowers.

As his eyes took an extra tinge of red, he saw a brief flash of pale blue encasing her, he followed her to the entrance of the Gym, where she expected to be left alone with Homelander not to find another kid.

“The prodigal son.” she mumbles.

Ryan sat on top of some raised stepping stones in the recently established obstacle course, Helena imagined she needed to know parkour in lieu of flying abilities, which seemed redundant for the kid who could fly.

“Thought you two could practice together.” He shouted while placing the V on the nearest bench.

“Guess there are ways to successfully murder a child and get away with it.” She raised an eyebrow– and here I thought you wouldn’t be irked by the words of a little girl… like I said you’re a maladjusted person.”

“I don’t hurt children. I have no idea…” he said calmly while a little bit angry, as he returned to her side.

“I dunno– it would look really bad if the press found out that you’re a deadbeat.”

His expression dropped as the little girl's eyes glowed.

“Smartest little girl in the world… or...?” She said dryly, as she headed towards Ryan to save him the walk– my bubble refracts light, easy to spot if you notice images are wavering without the heat.”

The little boy ran cheerfully after his father, who for the first time ignored him, his eyes transfixed on the little girl, who had been playing stupid all along.

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[wheneverfeasible]

I used this link to see what my writing style was like and I—

I am humbled by this honor. It’s not the first time someone has told me my writing style was reminiscent of Mr. Gaiman’s and it remains to this day the highest and greatest compliment I have ever received.

I doubt @neil-gaiman will see this, but I really had to share.

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[mamirhodessxox]

Silly prompts I decided not to publish

Indications of smut

IHYM

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“I mean it made sense to put you as an assassin, your killing body count is over 60.” “Okay well I have my reasons.” Cody & Sasha

“So what do we do if we get caught by the fbi?” “We won’t.” 2 hours later “State your name & why your in here please” “god fucking damnit seth.”-Marianna & Seth

“Is sasha okay? She came out here limping.” “Don’t worry about it Barbra. You wouldn’t wanna know”-Barbra & Randy

“Be a good girl & sit here, don’t speak don’t think just look pretty f’me kay?” “Fine but I expect you to fuck me later.”-Cody & Sasha

“WHO THE FUCK RUINED MY DEVILED EGGS FOR EASTER!?” “Uh ohhh…”-Marianna & seth

*Cody & Randy seeing one of romans business buildings blow up during a heist & start running by sasha* “Sasha what did you do?!” “Oh my god stop! I made sure nobody was in there! I’m just a girl.” “It’s like 2001 all over again.” “What did she do in 2001?!” “Nothing you should worry about right now.”Cody, Sasha & Randy

“Guys I think I’m lactose intolerant” “You didn’t think about that when you broke the fucking toilet in 2013?” “Shut up.”-Seth & Cody

“Why is Sasha on the kitchen table singing 80’s music?” “She’s drunk.”-Cody & Marianna

*Barbra holding a 70’s house party & Sasha pushing a fake mustache on his face & seth walks in* “OHh shit! Freddie Mercury in the hizzhouse!” “Shut the fuck up Seth.” “C’mon sing! Sing me bohemian rhapsody.” “I’m going to kill you when your sisters not looking.”-Seth & Cody

“GUYS I THINK I BROKE MY RIB DOING THE FUCKING WORM?!” “I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO THE WORM NOBODY DOES THAT IN THE 70S” “OKAY WELL I STILL DID IT!”-Cody & Sasha

“State your name & Age.” “I want to speak to my lawyer.” “You blew up an entire bus full of cocaine. We don’t think you should have a lawyer.”-FBI Agent & Seth

“I don’t think you should cuss around a baby.” “Really? I don’t think you should be around a fucking baby.”-Seth & Cody

“Cody & I have decided that we are just gonna be the cool rich Aunt & Uncle because I really don’t feel like tearing open my vagina for a child who’s got a large head like Cody.” “Okay my head was NOT that big as an infant relax” “whatever You say airhead”-Sasha & Cody

“Now who the hell is gonna give me grandchildren?” “Don’t worry mom I’m still seeing Becky.” “The fact becky still wants you is shocking.”-Barbra, Seth & Randy

“Marianna what did you do with Athena’s body?” “Fed it to an orca.” “HOW THE FUCK DID YOU FEED HER TO AN ORCA?” “I have my ways.”-Randy, Seth & Marianna

“I like my women mentally unstable.” “Of course you do, that why you’re dating my sister.” “She does it so well.” “At being a psychopath? Yeah no fuck.”-Cody & Seth

“Bunny where’s my briefcase.” “I set it on fire and dumped it in the ocean.” “Why the fuck would you do that?” “I thought the FBI was going to raid search the house yesterday.”-Randy & Marianna

“guys look I’m a cowgirl for halloween!” “But can you ride me like a cowgirl?” “Cody can you please let me enjoy this costume and get out of my face?”-Sasha & Cody

“Is Sasha okay I hear screaming upstairs?” “Don’t worry about it.”-Marianna & Randy

*Sasha limping a little bit while walking around a mall.* “Sash’ are you okay?? Did you hurt your ankles?” “No but I hurt her va-“ “OOOKAY CODY…Why don’t you look at cigars or something.”-Marianna, Cody & Randy

“Cody where are my panties?” “I ripped them..?” “Why would you do that?!” “Because i was about to rearrange your guts??”-Sasha & Cody

*Sasha, Randy, Marianna, Cody & Seth sneaking into Romans house* “Does anyone know where Sasha Went?” *Gunshots* “found her.”-Randy & Marianna

“Where is Sasha?” *Random screaming in the kitchen & Seth yelling back* “It’s about to get VERY bloody soon somebody stop her.”-Barbra

“Thank you for taking me out to dinner! I really needed it” “I know you did sweetheart, you almost cut off Seth’s hand for breathing near you”-Marianna & Randy

*Randy & Mari at the mall “CAN I PLEASE GET ONE MORE?” “bunny you said that last time to the last 6 other stuffies” “PLEAAA-“ *Randy buying the 80000th stuffed animal* “Thank you :3”-Randy & Marianna

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[sellingsecrets]

Sadie used to dread this time of day—hated leaving the bustle of the office to face an empty apartment and the perennial choice between takeout and freezer-burned Lean Cuisine as the shimmering sounds of the city wafted in through the windows—yet being in Katherine's kitchen makes something unspool inside her, something she didn't even realize had been wound way too tight. (Post-season 2 accidental domesticity.)

#sadie x katherine #american auto #god i guess i should create a fanfiction tag ok this will do

[aplantwitheyes]

Tecnical boy(smut)

DISCLAIMER: CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE STORY (for the most part IS NOT MINE) CHARACTER CREDS TO AMERICAN GODS (Spoilers) 6300 words YES THERE IS SMUT !!!CONTENT WARNING!!! (Blood mentions (but not during the smut)) - male and female -switchy but M dom -spanking -edging -breeding _______________________________

The drive was quiet but not uncomfortably so, shadow moon and I had always gotten along great, he enjoyed my passive aggressive humor and he was a good friend. Once we arrived at her apartment we discovered the place in shambles the door locks had been drilled into and her belongings were scattered and blood splattered the walls. Shadow walked ahead of me looking around the room before he let out a scoff, "you have got to be kidding me." I walk over to him to see technical boy on the ground frantically trying to clean the blood off of him. He seems scared, confused, skittish. Before Shadow had gotten to deep in the realm of gods they had met. It had really messed him up, for weeks he'd wake up mumbling and gasping for air after the encounter. He never shared to much but he made it clear that he would remember it for a long time. "What did you do to her" he walked towards the younger man slowly, menacingly. Something about him seemed different, off. The kind nature seemed to have left him leaving a predator who just spotted it's prey.

"Nothing. I am here because of what that bitch did to me" he spat.

Shadow Moon picked up the boy and threw him at the wall. "I don't believe you"

I heard a buzzing to the right of me, I turn to see a phone on the ground.

Technical boy looks up at me and Shadow Moon grabs him by his shirt. "Wait wait wait wait" he says panic thick in his voice as he gets thrown against a wall.

The boy glitches and shakes in fear as Shadow Moon stalks over causing him to cower into the corner.

"What the hell his wrong with you?" Shadow moon backs off.

Technical boy rolled his eyes and shook his head as he stammers to his feet. "I told you, Beliquis fucked me up. I need her to unfuck whatever it is she did to me" he said weakly.

Shadow moon stepped towards him causing Technical boy to shoot his hands up flailing them, "ok ok ok! Stop it! I think I might have figured it out what went down here. I can show you if you give me the phone"

"So talk, fast" he nodded to me to give it to him.

"The last person Biliquis hooked up with here was Bill Sanders ... the Bill Sanders" he said weakly waving his hand at the tv.

The tv turned on showing a black van pulling up and a dozen men spilling out. "Turns out she sucked up one of the most powerful men in the US and his people want him back."

"Well shit" Shadow moon let out a heavy sigh glancing over to me. "Alright give the phone back"

The boy held up his hand the phone dissolving into his skin in the form of pixels.

Shadow backhanded him in the stomach sending him lurching over and crying out in pain. "I told you I need her help. I am coming with you"

"You fucking dipshit. whatever she did to you you probably deserved it. We will find her." He says gesturing to me.

We began to walk out before we heard a technical whirring coming from the boy. I turn to see him, his head tilted back his mouth wide open. A woman's voice could be heard.

"17 unread messages, first message; Hey dad I know you are getting my messages, everything okay? Call me please"

The boy groaned and growled stumbling onto the bar covering his ears. "Alexandra Sanders, his eldest daughter assistant professor at Columbia according to his contacts, now, she has left 10 voice mails, each more desperate than the last." The man winced in pain as his face distorted briefly.

"If Sanders had security detail so did the heirs that sprang from his loins. We lean on one of his daughters body men? They'll give us Biliquis" Shadow said surly.

Technical boy applauded, a sarcastic smile on his face, "gold star for Nancy drew"

Shadow Moon grabbed his head and slammed it into the bar.

"That's for lynching me peckerwood"

"I already apologized for that."

"Apology not accepted. Not now, not ever"

-

Shadow moon and I had to team up with technical boy because we had a common interest: finding Biliquis. He had a feeling she needed help and i figured he could use all the help he can get.

The three of us stood over the middle aged man bound in the alley.

"Great, great, a brick! And no bars. Whatever we are looking for you won't find it in that." Technical boy flailed the aged bit of tech in the air.

"We like our phones empty and dumb, like you 3 idiots" the man had a smug grin on his face.

"Where is she?" Shadow moon said.

The phone began to ring, technical boy glanced at the screen and answers it hesitantly. "Hello?" The boy scoffed and hands the phone to shadow, "it's for you " he hands the phone to Shadow.

"It's a secure line" the man says in disbelief.

"Well apparently not dickhead" he smiles at him, "Now shut the fuck up"

"Hello?... yeah?" Shadow rolls his eyes and walks a few feet away talking quietly.

Technical boy looks me up and down shifting his stance. "How do you know shadow?"

"How do you?" I said smugly.

Technical boy shivered and shook his head, "it's not important"

"Okay"

"Why don't you like me?"

"What have you done for me to like you?" I turn to him arms crossed.

The boy glitches slightly, "well" he stammers.

Shadow moon walks back over, "look there is no reason for this to turn adversarial. So just give us the location of where she is being held, you get to go about your business."

"Who are you guys?"

"Okay here is the deal, shithead. You are going to tell us what we need to know, or we are going to peel your fucking skin off with fucking kerosene. You dig? " Technical boy whisper yells.

"Kerosene? Seriously?" The man asks bored.

Shadow moon yanks the boy back. "I'm gonna need you to dial it back to about a 2. I'll handle this" Shadow holds technical boy by the neck talking him back over to the man.

"You really have no idea who you are dealing with. You ever hear the alien agenda? No? Cause you are so far out of your league, you don't even know what game your playing." Shadow elbows Technical boy hard in the head sending it flying back dripping pixels earning whimpers and glitches from the boy. The boy whines uncomfortably shaking himself back together.

"You better start talking or you're gonna see some shit that you really can't unsee"

"What's that stuff spraying out of his head?" The man said his voice panicky.

"You know what? Give him a taste" shadow moon steps back from Technical boy pulling me back with him. The mans gaze shifted between all of us his eyes wide and full of fear.

Technical boy twitched, a whirring noice coming from within him, the boy yelled a disturbing cry a surge of color and pixels irrupted from his mouth coating his body.

The man began to fall back before shadow moon grabbed his head and held it forcing him to watch.

Technical boy looked like he just stepped out of an old school video game, the colors and pixels danced across his skin like the northern lights. I was in awe but did my best to hide it. I had never seen something more beautiful.

"Ever been probed Mark? You know grabbed up by the greys, tall whites, you never remember a thing... but.. his kind.."

Technical boy made a loud distorted growl.

"Yeah. The shit you never forget... no matter how hard you try"

"We"ll start with the reproductive system" technical boy said eerily creeping his way over to the man. The pixels sunk back into his skin leaving him looking human again.

"No no no! Wait, wait, wait, wait! She's in Hoboken! She's being held um ... in the beholding behind the lumber supply.

"Let's go." Shadow moon said patting the man on the back.

-

I was in the store paying for gas and picking up some drinks from a cooler when technical boy came up beside me. "Why are you still hanging around him?"

"He is my friend" I say nonchalant deciding on a drink.

"Well Mr World could be a friend too, I'm sure he would be happy to have you in our ranks"

"I bet but let's set something straight shall we" I say slamming the door to the cooler. "I will never join him, or you, and I just so happen to find you and your boss corny as fuck. The only reason I am even associating with you right now is because we need your help to rescue Beliquis."

Technical boy raised an eyebrow, his nose and lip twitching. "If I was operating at full capacity you wouldn't be saying those things" he said through his teeth.

"Oh I wouldn't, Because you know me so well. You aren't scary kid you can surge and glitch all ya want but you couldn't and can't do shit to me"

The man surged dodging out of sight from the cashier, "I hate you"

I smiled at him and went to go pay for our snacks, I peer out the window to see shadow moon on the phone, he seemed upset.

I made my way out of the store bags in hand Technical boy close behind, "what's up?"

Shadow sighed, "my father, something is wrong with him."

"Shit. Do you want to head back?" I set the bags in the back seat.

"No!" Technical boy blurted. "I need her to undo whatever she did to me!"

"Don't get your panties in a twist, I'm not going back, not yet" he said smacking technical boy hard on the back. "Get in"

We drove for a few more hours, the compound was still about 12 hours away and none of us were in a position to safely drive the car so we decided to stop at an inn and rest up for a bit.

We had to share a room but luckily there were 2 beds. Shadow moon had decided to go to get food across the street leaving me with nerd bot.

I quietly read a magazine in bed trying to relax when Technical boy decides to turn on the tv and turn it all the way up. "Can you not?" I say irritated.

"No" he said in a matter of fact tone.

"Turn it down!"

"You!"

I chuck the magazine nearly hitting his head.

"You missed bitch"

I sat up quick, "do you exist to irritate people?"

"Just you" he smirked.

"Turn. it. down."

"Aw or what? You going to get your bulldog to throw me?"

"That would be very entertaining but I can handle myself"

"Against a god?"

I stand walking over to him, "I am a goddess you rat"

The boy laughed, "of what being a side piece?"

I slapped him hard across the face causing him to glitch. He stood up from his chair "Don't touch me"

"Fuck you" I shoved him back into his seat and walked over to the tv turning it off.

When I turned he was behind me, his face angry and glitching. He grabbed my throat squeezing cutting off my air. "Listen here princess I don't know who you think you are but you are not going to talk to me like this. I will have you wiped of this plane faster than you can say 'help me mutt' got it?"

My life started to flash before my eyes, technical boy sighed deeply. "Interesting.. a goddess of reality"

I shoved him off struggling to catch my breath, "what was that?"

"I downloaded your memories, what a cute life you had" he said mockingly. "I never would have guessed that's how you used to be"

"Shut up"

He stalked his way over to me, "you are like a little mouse so small and fragile... surrounded by snakes and hawks"

"You pack quite a punch little mouse.. so why aren't you swinging? Hm?"

I felt my heart sink.

"Why is a goddess like you hiding?"

"I'm not.. I don't know what you are talking about"

"Oh right, because if either party knew how big of an asset you are they'd want you to fight for them. And why don't you want to fight mouse?" His face was an inch away from mine. His light blue eyes stared into mine I would say he was looking for something if he didn't already know everything he needed to.

I felt all my boldness slip away, I felt like an ant under a magnifying glass his gaze like the sun burning a whole into me. I felt like a scared little mouse. I glanced at the door hoping Shadow Moon would bust in any second, but he didn't. I felt like I was unable to move, I froze just like I had then, what was the point of all this power if I didn't have the balls to use it.

The god laughed, "yeah, okay, well we will have to work on that won't we"

"we are not doing anything"

"Oh Don't think so, see if you don't I will tell everyone what you are and where you came from. Oh! Let's see how they feel about the fact you knew about everything" he said through his teeth.

"You could have prevented all of this.. all of that death."

I felt the tears swell in my eyes, "I tried" I said weakly.

"No you didn't because if you did it wouldn't have happened" he yelled.

He backed away from me glitching violently as he paced. "You know I am only fighting this war to make my father happy, He is fighting for survival, what do you fight for? It's fun? You think this shit is fun? Is this how you pass the time?"

"I tried to help!" I yelled.

Technical boy yelled over me,"No!"

I turned away from him, warm tears ran down my cheeks.

"Stop that" he spat

I got up from the bed and walked to the opposite side of the room.

His eyes followed me closely, "do you know what's wrong with me"

"I thought you already knew everything boy genius" I said weakly.

"Just the basics" he shrugged.

I scoffed, "I do actually"

He rushed over to me, "what is it?" His voice sounded desperate and scared.

"Fuck you!"

The man groans and slammed his fists into the wall either side of me causing me to jump.

"Fine!" I yelled. "They are fucking emotions you nutcase" I spat.

He looked at me confused and swallowed hard, "that's not possible... I am not" he trailed off. "You are lying she... Beliquis, she broke me!"

I shook my head, "no but you are making it worse"

He brought his face closer to mine and whispered, "what do you mean"

"Trying to suppress them" I said softly.

I could see the gears grinding in his head trying to comprehend what I was saying. He looked me in the eyes for a moment before quickly turning and walking away from me.

"Did you not have them before?"

He shook his head.

I laughed a little, "no wonder"

He glared at me, "what?"

"No wonder you are such a dick you had no emotions ... like guilt or empathy or sadness."

The boy rocked on the bed. "What do I do?"

"Well nothing you just have to let them happen" I took a seat next to him.

He shook his head violently. "No it's to much"

"Not all emotions are uncomfortable"

His eyes snap to mine, "what do you mean"

"Well there is joy and happiness and peace and love"

The boy scoffed, " That's for children and hippies."

I turned towards him, studying him.

His blonde hair messy and disheveled, his blue eyes filled with worry and uncertainty. He caught me looking and I saw his breath hitch followed by a glitch.

"What was that?"

"Fuck if I know" he scoffed locking his gaze on the ground.

"Well describe it"

"I got this .. weird feeling in my stomach and my heart started beating faster and I .." he trailed off.

I felt my face go red. He glanced at me worried, "what, what is it?"

"Uhm" I trailed off. "Do you think I am pretty?"

He scoffed and rolled his eyes, his face going red, "no! What a stupid question"

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Well you are not ugly" he mumbled.

"Well it could be your .. body telling you that" I glanced around the room looking for something to do.

"Ew" he said abruptly.

I gasped and slapped his arm.

"Well no offense it's just that I find that weird..." he said quietly.

"Find what weird? Thinking I am pretty?"

"Yeah, cause I also cannot stand you" he said flatly.

I rolled my eyes, "glad we are on the same page."

"You... also thought I was pretty" he said smugly.

"What?" I blurted.

He smirked, "back at the ally"

"Well I had never seen anything like it .. it wasn't because it was you"

"Yeah sure"

"Okay nerd bot" I stand up.

"What did you call me?"

I lean over him using his legs as support. "If you are so disgusted by me" I whisper into his ear. "Why do I make you nervous?"

Technical boy gulps glitching hard, "you don't"

"You are a bad liar" I smile. "Sooo can you only read my mind when you touch my skin?"

He nods hesitantly.

I smirk and run my hand up his thigh over his jeans, his body ripples with glitches as I do. His eyes locked onto mine a slight eagerness there.

"What are you.." he trails off.

I run my hand up his chest and softly push him onto the bed climbing on top of him. His breathing starts to pick up as I run my hands up and down his body. His eyes close as he swallows hard.

"Have you ever been touched like this?"

He shook his head no.

"What are you feeling now?"

He stammers as his body glitches.

I climb off of him and climb into the other bed grabbing the magazine on the way. I hear the door handle rattle before it opened and shadow moon strolls in with a paper sack. He dumps the bag out on the entertainment center to reveal a handful of burgers.

"Eat up we are heading out in an hour"

Technical boy gets up and rushes to the bathroom without a word.

"What was that about"

I roll my eyes and shrug, "who knows, kids a nut"

-

We sat outside the compound coming up with a plan. "Why don't you do your thing" Shadow Moon said wiggling his fingers, glancing at Technical boy.

"My thing" technical boy spat.

"You know the little thing you do. Take down the cameras and hack the mainframe or something"

"Do you think if I could do any of that shit right now I would need you idiots?!"

"Keep talking shit and I'm going to start beating on you too" I mumbled.

Technical boy sat back an angry expression on his face.

"Alright, you 2 stay here I'm going to scout out the area and see what's up we may have to take out a few guards"

I half assed saluted and he got out of the car and wondered off.

Technical boy climbed into the front seat. "What the fuck was that"

"What was what?" I said avoiding his gaze.

"You know damn well"

"I had to get you back for man handling me" I glared at him. "And if I'm honest I don't think that was enough" I smile apologetically.

He stammered, "no!"

"No? You didn't like it?" I pouted.

"I-"

"Mhm, well okay no does mean no. I will not do it again but I am going to actually get you back"

"How?"

"I may just beat your ass, who knows"

He grew silent as he stared out the front window deep in thought.

"I don't like the way you make me feel" he says after a while.

I scoff, "I am sorry?"

He glances over at me. "You do make me nervous"

I look over at him.

"I remember the first time I ever saw you I felt it"

I felt my cheeks heat up. Does he not know what he is saying?

"And back at the motel... I have... done things but"

"Okay!" I blurted. "What is this about? What are you saying?

"I don't know really" he sighed resting his head on the seat. "I just know you are different. It's probably because I hate you."

"Gee thanks"

-

Shadow moon eventually comes back and gets us. We make our way to Beliquis' cell and find the door wide open, the room full to the brim of water. It was not physically possible the water should have spilled out taking us with it but it didn't. We saw something moving in it, coming closer.

"Oh no" I heard technical boy mumble.

I turn to see him running away. Without thinking I run after him.

"Hey!" I yell.

Technical boy turns, he is breathing heavily and seems almost manic. He was glitching harder than he ever had before. I made my way over to him slowly, "are you okay?"

"Wait!" I hurried after him.

He disappears around a corner and by the time I make it I don't see him anymore. I stop to catch my breath when someone comes up behind me and grabs me shoving me into the wall.

"Why are you following me?!" Technical boy yells.

"I wanted to know what your problem was you dick!"

"I am going home to figure out what is wrong with me"

"Isn't that days away from here?"

He breathes heavily as he is starting to panic.

"Hey hey, I can get you there"

"What do you mean"

I hold out my hands, "trust me"

"Fuck no!"

"Fine then, rot" I turn sharply.

"Wait!"

I turn on my heal a big smug smile on my face.

"Fine" he says annoyed and holds out his hands.

I take his hands, his skin is soft, I run my fingertips up his hands then wrists then forearms. His arms were vainy and looked strong. I caught myself and looked at technical boy who had a shocked expression on his face.

I took a deep dismissive breath in and closed my eyes, we were engulfed in a cloud of black smoke and when it dispersed we were in what looked like a giant motherboard.

Technical boy yelped and looked around frantically taking in his surroundings. "You mean to tell me you could teleport this entire time?"

I nod blankly.

He pinches his nose bridge and shoves his way past me making his way to a large control panel.

"Run diagnostics"

"It appears you are malfunctioning" a robotic voice responds.

"No fucking shit! Why?" He yells

"Can you explain what is happening?"

He sighs deeply, " I get these feelings, my heart starts pounding my hands get sweaty I get a weird feeling In my stomach"

"It sounds like emotions"

"No!"

"Emotions are a natural instinctive state of mind from ones circumstances, mood, or relationship with others"

"I know what they fucking are and I am telling you there is no way!"

"To find out what is happening please insert artifact 1"

"The fuck is that?!" He slams his fist on the panel. "Fuck!"

I flinch from the noise. "I already told you-"

"Shut up!" He yells. Technical boy turns glitching wildly. "You make it worse! Just shut up!"

I walk over to him, "suppressing them makes it worse" i say quietly.

He glares at me.

"Maybe figuring out how you actually feel will help"

He sighs deeply. "the only time it gets really bad is when I am attacked or ... when" he trailed off. "Back at the motel but it was different"

"Well being attacked is scary.. maybe you got scared?"

He shrugged, "and the motel?"

"Well what was going through your head?"

He paused for a moment, "I felt really good and tingly but angry that it was you that made me feel that way.. but I didn't want you to stop"

I felt myself blush and nodded.

"Well?"

"Oh uh.. I guess I was turning you on?"

"What like... horny?"

I walked away from him, the conversation getting to awkward, "I guess"

I looked around the ceilings were high and the end of the row seemed a mile away, our voices echoed off of the concrete.

"Do you ever feel that way?"

"Sometimes"

"When you touched me in the ally I felt it.. but it wasn't mine"

I felt like my words got caught in my throat. I'll admit I wouldn't have minded had things escalated in the motel in that moment but I know I'd also be angry with myself if it had. What would that say about me?

"Hello?

"Uhm, so? It just happens sometimes"

He put his hand on my shoulders and turned me around. He looked deeply into my eyes as he ran his fingertips gently down my arms, my breath hitched. He grabbed my hands and a rush of images flooded my head. Thoughts about what I really wanted to do in that hotel room, and in the car, even right now. A part of him made my blood boil but the other half just wanted to ruin him .. to be ruined by him.. and now he knows.

I saw the look of disbelief on his face. I yanked my hands away and started walking the opposite direction. "I told you to stop doing that" I yelled.

I hear him running up behind me and my shoulders tense. He grabs me again and I feel myself spin around but before I could register anything else I felt his soft lips on mine. Images of sparks and fireworks filled my mind, bright colors filled my eyes. I kissed him back almost involuntarily my arms went over he is shoulders, my hand finding it's way to his hair running my hand through it. The kiss was hungry and desperate, he wrapped his arms around my waist pressing me into him. I could feel the heat from his body and I craved it.

A groan escaped his lips and he ran his hands up my sides to my face. He softly traced his thumb over my cheek till eventually his hand found my neck. His rings cold against my skin as he squeezed lightly.

"Fuck I want you so bad" he groans.

I run my hands up his chest and start unbuttoning his shirt, he starts to lift mine up and I hold my arms up to make it easier.

He pulls away from the kiss and looks me up and down, "you are perfect" he whispers.

I feel my face heat up as I guide him to the floor getting on top of him. He smirks up at me and I kiss his neck, trailing small kisses from his jaw to the nape of his neck. His breath hitches as I bite him softly. I find his sweet spot sucking and licking softly leaving a small hickey earning a moan from him. I eagerly squeeze my legs together already wet for him.

I run my hands up his now bare chest, I lick and kiss my way to the hem of his boxers. I look up at him as i unbuttoned his jeans and wiggle them down, he lifted his hips to make it easier. "Fuck" he mumbled, watching me intently.

I kiss his bulge over his boxers palming him softly causing him to groan. I bring myself up to look him in the face. His eyes were wide and needy, he squirmed beneath me. I planted a kiss on his soft pink lips as I began to softly grind on his bulge, earning a gasp and moan the both of us.

He whined into the kiss as I grind faster becoming more needy myself. My hand snaked it's way to his neck squeezing tightly, Technical boy's eyes rolled back bucking his hips into mine desperately. I wanted to ruin him, make him a whimpering babbling mess beneath me, and at this rate it wouldn't be very hard. I had honestly expected more of a fight.

I make my way back down to his boxers tugging them off, his hard cock springing out at me. I bite my lip to hide my excitement.

I kiss the tip of his cock before licking from the base to the tip causing technical boy to shiver, his breath hitching and unsteady. I take his cock in my mouth, sucking lightly as I lick circles. A long groan escaped his lips, "my god"

I smile to myself as I work his cock with my mouth earning moans from the man each louder than the last.

"Fuck! Wait!" He gasped.

I lift my head of him causing a loud pop. "Yes?"

"I thought i was gonna..." he said catching his breath. "That felt really good" His dick twitched beneath me, I watched it eagerly.

"You we're gonna cum" I said more like a question.

"Yeah" he said.

"Do you want me to keep going?"

He nodded eagerly, "please"

I smiled at him taking his cock in my hand stroking it slowly, rubbing the tip across my tongue before taking it in my mouth again. His moans continued as I pumped his cock. I felt it twitch and pulse and knew he was getting close again, so I stopped.

"Wha?" He whimpered.

I crawled over him so our eyes met, "remember when I said I was going to get you back?"

His expression changed as the realization hit, "you wouldn't"

I nodded biting my lip, "but I would" I said, false sympathy thick in my voice.

He sat up his body pressed to mine, his cock resting on my thigh. "Fine. 2 can play at that game, pretty"

He kisses me hard, his hands wonder my body before one settles in my hair the other palming my boob under my shirt. I kiss him back grinding on his thigh moaning softly.

He lowers me onto my back holding himself up above me. My gaze lowered to his cock swinging occasionally grazing my stomach. He sees this and grabs my face so my eyes meet his, a big smile on his face. "Not yet" He reached behind me and unclasped my bra, my boobs spilling out.

"Wow" he mumbles as he kisses around my chest before taking a nipple into his mouth sucking and licking gently.

I moan, my back arching pushing my body into him only making him push it back down almost harshly. "Stay still" He made his way over to the other boob and gave it the same treatment as the first.

I felt him push his thigh into my crotch causing me to moan. He kissed down my body just as I had until he made his way to my pants taking them and my underwear off in one motion. I gasped at the cold feeling exposed.

He leaned back eyeing me up and down, a soft blush crept across his cheeks. "You really are a goddess" he said quietly.

Now my cheeks were the ones going red. He ran his fingertips across my thighs, studying me, taking me in. He then replaced his fingers with his lips scattering soft kisses causing the heat between my legs to grow hotter.

He placed his hand on my mound running his thumb up by slit softly earning a moan from me. "You are so wet" he said quietly watching intently as he played with me.

His thumb traced circles around my pussy occasionally running over my clit causing me to moan louder. He caught onto this and started to focus on my clit. My back arched and my moans grew needy as I felt the pleasure swell and grow bringing me closer.

He lowered his face to my pussy, I could feel his hot breath teasing me before planting a kiss on my clit. I gasped from the sensation.

Technical boy then licked up my slit softly, I shuttered squeezing my legs together eagerly.

He grabbed each of my thighs, spreading them slightly. "Be still" he demanded. His voice sounded darker, full of lust and need.

I nodded doing my best to remain still as he licked my pussy curiously exploring it, I moaned in response. My eyes roll back as he begins to suck my clit softly, "yes" I mumbled.

He hummed a 'mhmm' as he sucked causing subtle vibrations to rock through me, my breath hitched as I felt that familiar knot form in my stomach. I run my hand through his soft blond hair before grabbing a chunk earning a moan from him.

He started sucking and pulling away quickly causing my climax to build much faster. My moans grew desperate until they devolved into whimpers, I was on the edge.

And then I heard a slap followed my a sharp pain in my thigh, I gasp and whine opening my eyes to meet his. He had a smug smirk on his face, "not so nice is it"

"I didn't hit you!" I whined.

He brought himself up so we were face to face giving me a kiss, "you wanted to"

I squirmed impatiently rolling my eyes.

Technical boy tilted his head as he looked at me, "stop moving" his voice monotone, impatience clear in it.

I stopped squirming and squeezed my legs together sending a wave of pleasure through me.

His hand wrapped around my throat, "can you not follow directions?"

I nodded eagerly.

Technical boy smacked his lips, "I don't think you can" He sat up and grabbed my hips flipping me over. He pushed my back down so my ass was in the air, my pussy on display for him.

I felt his hand connect with my ass causing a loud echoing smack. I let out a cry.

"Please!" I whined.

"Please what?" He said flatly followed by another slap. I felt my pussy grow wetter, my juices dripping out of me. "Fuck" he mumbled.

"Please fuck me" I whined.

I felt his body press up to mine, his dick lay on my back.

"As you wish" he whispered.

I felt his body leave mine then I felt his dick slide up and down my slit, coating it in my juices before he slides in slowly.

We both moan in pleasure as he fills me up. "Fucking gods" he gasps. "You feel so good"

I whimper in response fighting my urge to wiggle my hips or fuck back into him.

He starts pumping into me slowly his hands grip my hips tightly pulling me onto him. I gasp and moan as he fucks me, his balls slapping against my clit. He starts to pick up the pace pumping into me harder. His moans are like music to my ears filling up my senses, my body tingles with pleasure as I feel him twitch within me.

I feel him brush up against that special spot causing me to whimper and moan louder. I grew more desperate for release as he pounded into my pussy hitting that spot again and again.

My eyes rolled back and for a moment I felt as though I could melt, I saw stars. I moaned desperately after each thrust, I never wanted it to end.

I felt him reach under me and play with my clit, rubbing circles around it keeping in pace with his thrusts.

His moans became more breathy as he got closer, I felt his dick twitch and pulse as his thrusts got more sloppy.

I felt that knot form in my stomach, my pleasure rising slowly until we came together.

I gasped and cried as my body shook and twitched, my pussy pulsing and squeezing his cock as his warm seed filled me up.

He groaned loudly, he held my back down as he pumped into me a few more times before pulling out and collapsing next to me.

"Holy shit" he says trying to catch his breath.

I turn to face him and smile breathing heavily, "yes, holy shit"

He looked at me and chuckled, "I never..." he began. "I never thought it would be that good... now I understand why humans loose their shit"

I laugh, "that good, huh?"

He looked at me concerned, "was it not good for you?"

"No! It was! I loved it" I said turning to my side supporting my head with my arm. "You know you didn't glitch once"

He furrowed his brows and stared off into the room, "I didn't, huh"

I smiled and nodded.

"I guess emotions aren't that bad" he said more like a question.

"Sometimes they can be ... but if it ever gets to much I... You can talk to me, okay?"

He smiled big and nodded, "thank you"

I nodded and scooted closer to him resting my head on his chest, I could hear his heartbeat, it was accompanied by a buzzing.

He ran his hand through my hair as we drifted off to sleep.

#american gods #smut fanfiction #technicalboy x reader #ftm breeding #female reader #american gods smut #shadow moon #ftm switch #mdom #fdom #curruption

[lizzydizzyyo]

CONGRESS SECRETLY TRYING TO SNEAK IN EARN IT ACT COPYCAT INTO MUST PASS SPENDING BILL (PLEASE READ EXTREMELY IMPORTANT)

Congress is right now determining what is included in a must pass spending bill the NDAA. Often congress will sneakily add as amendments their bills that they can't pass in a normal setting.

The EARN IT Act and it's copycats are bipartisan bills that will greatly censor if not completely eliminate encryption and anything sexual and LGBTQ+ from the internet, globally.

Following it's introduction earlier this year was massive, massive opposition from both the left and right from human rights groups, LGBT groups, tech groups, political groups, and grassroots groups. Well, because of this the senators decided to remake the bill but give it a new name, so they can still pass Earn It without actually passing Earn It.

Those bills are found here: 

https://www.badinternetbills.com/

They are the Stop CSAM Act (yes really, they actually named it that), and the Cooper-Davis act, which does the same things the others do except targeting 'drug trafficking'.

These bills essentially do the following:

they gut encryption, the one thing actually protects you from having your data seen by anyone. Do you want republicans to know you're trans? that someone had an abortion? that they spoke out against the govt? to see your private photos you have uploaded to the cloud? to see what porn you watch? if youre a journalist, or an abuse survivor, any hacker or abuser can see your stuff and track you.

they gut parts of Section 230, the one thing that allows anyone to post online and birthed social media. Previous gutting into 230 gave us the tumblr nsfw ban and killed that site.

they create an unelected commission with some already established govt body (DOJ, FTC, etc) that will include law enforcement and people from NCOSE or other Christian conservative groups who will decide what is and isn't lawful to say. no citizen can vote who's on this commission, and the president gets to pick. it's like the supreme court, but for the internet.

lead to mass censorship and surveillance because of the above.

We have until the end of the month to stop this, but this can be added literally any moment until then. It's literally code red. If this is added it goes into effect immediately. The BEST way to stop this is to drive calls and emails to the senate. 

https://www.badinternetbills.com/ connects you directly to your members of congress & gives you a call script.

It is ESSENTIAL to call the Senate leaders who can stop this. Here's a more precise call script you can use: 

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1huD5Ldd1lPTECYTEb9Gg2ZzrqW6Y9tryHT-MdjOl8kY/edit

All these people expressed concern over Earn It, so we need to press them hard to not allow it's copycats Cooper-Davis or Stop CSAM into the NDAA. This is URGENT and needs all hands on deck.

Chuck Schumer (D-NY) [phone]

Maria Cantwell (D-WA) [phone]

Jon Ossof (D-GA) (202)-224-3521

Alex Padilla (D-CA) [phone]

Cory Booker (D-NJ) [phone]

Mike Lee (R-UT) [phone]

Please please please spread this message and blow up their phones.

https://www.badinternetbills.com/ 

TLDR; The Senate is trying to quietly push the Earn It Act's copycat bills into the must pass NDAA, which will lead to mass censorship and surveillance online by gutting Section 230 which is the entire reason you can even be on Reddit and why the internet exists, killing encryption which put everyone's lives in danger, and appointing far-right people to a supreme court-esque commission that the president has direct control over. They could be added ANY DAY and we need to push hard to stop it before it gets to that point.

CALL YOUR SENATORS **NOW** BY USING 

AND CALL THE SENATE LEADERSHIP AND SPREAD THE WORD!!!!

Source

#bad internet bills #earn it act #lgbtq+ #fanfiction #important #archive of our own #net neutrality #us politics #ao3 #signal boost #writing #please for the love of god if you're american call these people because most websites are .com (US jurisdictions) #and if it passes the whole fucking world is gonna be fucking affected and not in a good way #please I'm begging you #me

[voxmortuus]

Hello Summer Event!

Hello everyone! It's getting to be about that time in parts of the world! SUMMER! Warm weather, sizzling BBQs, pool parties and so much more! Well, I've hit 2.2k followers and want to celebrate with all of you! I'm coming back from a super long hiatus and I want to come back with a bang... so I introduce to you my Summertime Event! My requests are fully open! I will kick off my event today until the end of August and then we will change gears for the weather! You have been so supportive over the years and I couldn't thank you more! The love I get daily on my old and new creations warms my heart! So let's create more together! So send in your requests and let's create summertime memories! I will take requests for anything that isn't on my masterlist as well so don't limit yourself to what you see on that. I pride myself on not limiting myself! If you're curious, please don't hesitate to drop into my inbox and ask. So send in those requests and let me help you create your vision!

#fanfiction event #writing event #2k followers #hannibal fanfiction #henry cavill fanfiction #outerbanks fanfiction #peaky blinders fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #hemlock grove fanfiction #scream fanfic #american gods fanfiction #vikings fanfiction #ahs fanfic #dracula fanfiction #follower event #VoxMortuus

[ao3feed-madwife]

Lift me up, Hold me Down

by SausageSquirrel

A resurrected Sweeney and alive Laura have been doing battle in the Backstage when Sweeney is injured.

Words: 1518, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: American Gods (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Mad Sweeney (American Gods), Laura Moon, Mr. Wednesday (American Gods)

Relationships: Laura Moon/Mad Sweeney

Additional Tags: Blood and Injury, Hurt/Comfort, kind of, resurrected Sweeney, Living Laura, Whump

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49546192

#american gods #american gods fanfiction #mad wife fanfiction #mad sweeney #laura moon #mad wife

[fangirling-throughlife]

My phone automatically reloaded an AO3 tab that was open and had gone into error, and it turns out it's the second chapter of the (amazing) fic God Save the Blessed American President Mom. The fic I discovered at 1 am after finishing the book for the first time, and the chapter that reduced me to sobs (and still does every time I read it, even though it's been 5 times and counting).

#archive of our own #red white and royal blue #ao3 #god save the blessed American President Mom #rwrb fanfiction

[lil-gae-disaster]

I'm totally okay and not giggling and kicking my feet. I would never.

(The fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53322013/chapters/134948959)

#writing #alexander hamilton #fanfiction #john laurens #american history #:3 #<3 #ao3 comments #fanfic writing #oh my fucking god #I'M FLIPPING OUT RN

[abyster]

My headcanon is : Neil Gaiman read Good Omens fanficton before he goes to bed.

You can not change my mind.

#good omens #neil gaiman #fanfiction #david tennant #michael sheen #books #american gods #mythology