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storydays · 26 days
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The Show Must Go On P3
(3rd POV)
Charlie and Vaggie rode on Razzle and Dazzle's dragon forms, with (Y/N) flying behind them, his wings now as big as his dad's and they were now tipped in silver.
They could hear their people cheering for them as they took to the skies. "Yeah! Get 'em!" Husk called.
"Forward!" Charlie screamed. "Go, Razzle, go!" 
"Let's do this!" (Y/N) screamed, angelic sword at the ready. "Oh, look who thinks they're badass now." Adam grinned.  "Fuck yeah! I knew you were holding back, Princey!" Ash laughed darkly before (Y/N) shot fire at him. 
"The traitor came to die." Lute chuckled, before charging Vaggie, and killing Dazzle. "No!" Vaggie cried as Lute stabbed the dragon through the neck.
"Before I take your life, I'm going to tear that other eye out of your face." threatened the exorcist. "Try it, bitch." Vaggie growled, putting her fists up.
The two started to fight, Vaggie dodging the angelic sword, and kicking Lute. Lute responded by slamming her head into a table, making gold ichor drip from her nose. 
*With Charlie*
"Vaggie!" cried Charlie, Razzle flying down to try and help, only to be stopped by Adam. "Surprise, bitch!" He grinned, slapping the princess into the hotel sign, making her shriek as she was electrocuted. 
Charlie panted heavily as Adam hovered over her. "Risking your immortal life for sinners? That's some crazy shit, even for Lucifer's brat!" 
"These sinners, are my family." Charlie growled, slamming her fist into the roof. 
"These sinners are my famwy." mocked Adam in a baby voice, Charlie narrowing her eyes. "Do you even hear yourself? You shoulda stayed in your place, girlie--Arrgh! Shit!" he screamed as Charlie used her trident to stab Adam before throwing him into the a glass window. 
"That's Princess of Hell to you, pig!" she growled. 
"The fuck! That hurt!" Adam exclaimed, eyeing the stab wound. Charlie just glared at him, eyes filled with determintation as her tail waved behind her. 
"Heh hahahahaha, okay." Adam muttered lowly. 
*With (Y/N)*
He grunted as Ash punched him in the face, giving him a black eye. "Archer, please. I know somewhere deep down you know who I am." (Y/N) blocked Ash's sword as the two faced off. "I've told you already! My name is Ash, and I know who you are: (cute nickname)."
Hearing the old nickname, (Y/N) gasped and lost focus, allowing the red fox to kick him in the stomach, and pin him to some rubble by his ponytail with one of his spears. "Yeah, (cute nickname). I've always known. When I was 'killed' in that extermination, it was fake." Ash commented causally, leaning on his own spear.
"W-What?" (Y/N) felt his own blood run cold. 
"Yep. Well, no, I was sliced in half, hurt like a bitch. But yeah, Lute and Adam found me and took pity on me. Adam used his magic to put me back together and ever since then I've fought my way up to being his number 2. I'm the Sargent of the Extermination Angels, babe." 
"So, all this time you've been alive, and you never came home? You never wanted to--" (Y/N) could feel the tears in his eyes. Ash chuckled and rolled his eyes.  "Nope. It was all a sham, sweetie. All the time and love we've spent together,  it was so I could kill you and your sister and take your place as Prince of Hell. To think, the Shadow Prince of Hell, was such an easy lay."
At that, (Y/N) let out a scream of rage, took his sword and cut his ponytail, freeing himself. Ash's eyes widen, remembering the prince loved his long hair, and took such special care of it. 
"Let me show exactly why they call me the Shadow Prince." (Y/N) grinned darkly, before charging. 
*With Vaggie*
Vaggie grunted as she was thrown to the floor again. She tried reaching for her spear when Lute grabbed her by her ponytail. "You always were weak." Lute chuckled, before taking Vaggie's spear and stabbing her in her head, making Vaggie scream in pain. 
"So I'll spare you the pain of seeing your demon bitch die." 
Vaggie looked around and noticed the railing. She took the spear out of her hand and threw Lute into some rubble nearby, used her spear to cut her wings free, and cut the rubble down to fall on Lute.
The angel screamed, her mask falling off. Vaggie approached with a hard look on her face to see Lute's left arm pinned under the rubble with a glare on her face. 
"Do it then. Correct your mistake."
"Seriously, you're pathetic, you know that? Ready to die rather than accepting mercy?" Vaggie backed off. "No, live. Live knowing that you only do because I let you. The failure." 
Charlie's scream could be heard in the background. Vaggie gasped and flew off to help her, leaving Lute. 
Once Lute was alone, she started to pull against the rubble, screaming as her arm was painfully ripped from her body.
*With Charlie*
Adam laughed as he slammed Charlie back, before grabbing her by her throat. "Let..me..go!" Charlie grunted. 
"This fight was cute n' all, but it's time to die with the rest of them." Adam declared dramatically. Charlie briefly peeked at her people, standing close together, ready to go down fighting. TO her brother, who was now covered in shadows and fighting his ex. 
Vaggie landed to help the princess only to be pinned by an angry, armless, Lute. "Charlie!" she cried out to her love.
Adam laughed evilly before a fist punched him in his face. Adam screamed as he was thrown into the window from earlier. 
Charlie gasped as she was caught by Lucifer. "Dad?"
"Sorry I wasn't here sooner, sweetie." Lucifer smiled, putting Charlie down, before looking around. "Where's your brother?" 
Charlie pointed to (Y/N) in the distance. 
Their attention was drawn to Adam as he climbed back up, coughing. "Okay, seriously? How many of you freaks do I have to fight?" He growled.
"Oh, I'm the only one that matters."Lucifer rolled his sleeves up. "See, you messed with my kids, and now I am going to fuck you!" he grinned. 
Everyone froze in the battle. Vaggie, Lute and Angel rose an eyebrow in amusement, (Y/N) facepalmed. 
*With the Vees*
Velvette was grinning like a maniac, Vox look weirded out, and Valentino smiled like the slut he is. "Well, this just got interesting." 
*at the hotel*
"It's fuck you 'up', Dad." Charlie whispered to a smug Lucifer. "Wait what did I say?" He asked before being tackled by an raging Adam. 
"Haha! So this is what you've been up to since Eden? Gotta say, you really let yourself go, buddy." Lucifer shrugged, shifting into different animals. "You judgin' me? You're the most hate being in all of creation!" Adam growled, throwing the snake form of Lucifer. 
"Woah! Well, your first wife didn't seem to hate what I had to offer," He made a V around his mouth, "Or the second. Bow-chick-bow-wow." Lucifer thrusted his hips forward mockingly. "I'll fucking end you!!" growled the angel. 
"Woah, missed me! Hoohoo, not even close! Hehehehehe! Nice try, douchebag!" Lucifer giggled. 
*With (Y/N)*
The prince and the fox angel traded magic shots back and forth. (Y/N) was encased in shadows, his eyes as red as the Pride Ring sky. He opened his wings, which were now completely silver and thrusted them forward, thousands of his feathers turning into Kunais. 
"Ow fuck!" exclaimed Ash, now pinned down by the silver weapons. "What the hell?" (Y/N) landed in front of the angel, holding his sword at the other's throat. "My wings are an extension of my body. And one of my  greatest weapons. I can make angelic steel appear in my wings. I can control my feathers as they if they were still attached as well. These are angelic steel kunai but also they are filled with Deadly Nightshade poison. "
Ash's eyes widen. When Deadly Nightshade enters your body, it was only a matter of time until the hallucinations, paralysis, convulsions, and his painful death. 
"When you were 'killed' all those years ago, I raged for several hours in heartbreak. I killed thousands of demons and exorcist angels with my poisonous wings. And now, just like our time together, this battle is over!" 
With that, (Y/N) raised his sword, and beheaded his lo-Ash, the exorcist angel. 
Looking into his ex's cold dead eyes, he sighed and briefly allowed the tears to flow. "You were wrong, Archer. I know our time together meant something to you. Even if it didn't, I am worthy of love. And I will always love you. But I will be happy this time."
(Y/N) smiled, wiping his tears, before flying away to help. 
*With Charlie*
"Hold still you slippery fucker!" Adam snapped, still trying to get the King of Hell.
Charlie looked down to see Vaggie and Lute still wrestling.  Charlie rushed forward with a worried look. 
Adam sent a beam of holy light towards Lucifer, Lucifer dodging only to for the hotel to fall apart, Charlie screaming as she fell. 
"I got you!" Lucifer smiled as he caught Charlie in his arms, the king and princess sharing a soft look. 
Charlie smiled at her dad, only to see Adam flying towards them behind her dad. "Dad, look out!" she cried, eyes changing colors. 
Charlie's hand changed to a bigger size, glowing with magic going to stop Adam. Adam froze in place, mere inches from hitting Lucifer when he felt a tug on his wings. 
"(Y/N!)" Charlie and Lucifer smiled, seeing the Shadow Prince with a glower on his face, holding Adam's wings in one hand. 
"Woah, wait, what the fuck?" Adam gasped. Charlie grabbed the Angel and thew him to the ground, creating a crater in the ground. 
Adam groaned, ichor dripping on his face to see the three Morningstars in full demon form, all glaring at him. Charlie was being held by one of Lucifer's arms, and (Y/N) was hovering behind him, eyes narrowed, and (f/c) flames hovering around his hands and tail.
"You come at me and my kids, don't forget you're in my house, bitch!" Lucifer roared,flaming fists beating the Angel. 
Laughing, Lucifer raised his hands, summoning his own holy light, ready to smite Adam, when a hand was placed on his shoulder. "Whoa, whoa, Dad. He's had enough." Charlie chided softly.  
"Mm, he's got one more hit in him." (Y/N) grinned, kicking Adam in his dick....hard.
"How's mercy taste, you little bitch?" panted Lucifer, high fiving his son.
"No...You don't get to end this." Adam panted, climbing out of the crater, as the rest of the members appeared. "I'm the fucking ,man, and you're just some fucking clown or something. I started everything on Earth. All of mankind came from these fucking nuts!"
Everyone looked at the angel with frowns, and raised eyebrows, and crossed arms. "You should all be worshiping me, you ungrateful, disgusting, fucking losers!" Adam screamed in pain, making everyone gasp, looking down at the knifes: One sticking through his heart, and the other sticking out of the side of his head. 
"Woah!" Vaggie exclaimed with a smile. 
"Hey, you got something sticking out of your...your thing there." Lucifer deadpanned. Adam fell to the floor, revealing Niffty blinking innocently. Out of the corner of his eye, Angel saw (Y/N)'s tail flicking suspiciously. 
"Niffty?" Charlie asked, Lucifer frog blinking next to her. 
"(Y/N), did you...?" Angel asked. His fiance shrugged, looking pretty proud of himself. "What? He was getting on my nerves." "Stab! Stab! Stab!" Niffty laughed manically, stabbing the dead body. 
*With the Vees*
"Hoooooly shit." Vox grinned, as Val and Vel stared at the screen with wide eyes. 
*At the hotel*
"Blood! Ha ha ha!" 
"NOOOOO!!!" screamed Lute as she flew to the dying Adam's side. "Sir?! Sir?! Stay with me, sir." Lute begged, as Adam smiled softly at her before dying. "Adam!" she shouted, tears falling out of her eyes.
"It's over." Charlie said softly, glaring at the Lieutenant. 
"Take your little friends, and go home!" Lucifer shouted, flames coming out of his mouth. "Please." He added pleasantly.
Lute glared at the King before grabbing Adam's and Ash's Halos. "Retreat. All exorcists fall back." she ordered, flying after the few exorcist angels alive.
The demons watched as the portal closed before Lucifer turned to the tired group with an awkward grin. "Soooo...who's up for pancakes?" 
*On the news*
"I'm Katie KillJoy." "And I'm--" "Nobody gives a shit who you are, Tom." Katie rolled her eyes, pushing her coworker away. Breaking news: Extermination Day is canceled. Charlie Morningstar managed to fend off the angelic attack  with more than just nice words." All around the Pride Ring, demons listened to the bitch reporter. 
"In an unseen turn of events, our demonic head honcho Lucifer stepped in to save his daughter's ass in the last moment. We're also hearing reports that Adam, leader of the Angelic Legions, first man and totally fuckable bad boy has been slain by even more fuckable Prince Morningstar and a filthy janitor. The janitor said, quote, '(Y/N) told me to stab, so I did.' The Prince said and quote, 'He was getting on my nerves.' And can we talk about how sexy the Prince's new hairdo is? Hottie alert! Anyway, congrats to Charlie and her crew for not being totally fucking useless for once."
*At the Hotel*
Everyone was rummaging through the piles. Husk found a bottle of alcohol which shattered into pieces. Charlie looked around the rummage, and finding KeeKee stuck under a rock. "Oh, there, there. It's," she sighed heavily, " It's okay."
She watched as (Y/N) approached Angel with Fat Nuggets in his arms, and the two shared a kiss, before Angel took his pet pig in his lower arms. He ruffled (Y/N)'s now short hair and smiled, "This suits you, my love." (Y/N) smiled and kissed Angel's cheek.
Charlie smiled at the two, going to talk towards them when she stepped on something. Looking down, her eyes widen seeing the banner they made for Pentious' first week.
Everyone stared at the new hotel with admiration when Lucifer spoke up. "Say, don't we have a wedding to plan for?" He smirked as his son's eyes widen before Angel wrapped an arm around his lover's shoulder. "We sure do, baby! Can't wait to marry the finest man in all of Hell!" Angel kissed his lover's head.
"I see my short hair is doin' something for you, tesoro. You can't keep yourself from touching me," He paused as his father and sister shot him looks, "Wait I--" "Oh, no, you're right baby, I can't keep my hands from touching you." Angel smirked, before (Y/N) playfully blew ice in his face.
*In Heaven*
Sera and Emily were sitting in a meeting room when suddenly a new soul arrived. The new soul stood up and looked around confusedly. "What--? Where? Where am I?!" Pentious asked anxiously. Realizing he wasn't alone, he smiled at the two angels. "Oh, hello." 
Emily squeaked in joy, while Sera's face dropped in horror.
*Elsewhere in Heaven*
Waves splashed against the beach as a figure with long flowing hair sat in a beach chair. Lute approached the figure and threw Adam's halo down at the figures feet.
"Adam and Ash are dead. Your deal is done and I'm in charge now." She looked coldly at the figure. "Your brats are threatening the very foundation of Heaven. And if you want to stay here, you're going down there and stopping those bastards. You understand me," Lute glared into the woman's hard gaze. 
"Lilith?"
*End*
Wow! We made it to the enddddddd!!!! It was so much fun writing and I can't wait for Season 2 of Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss! Should I do a reader insert of Helluva Boss? Ooh, or maybe a Characters watching Hazbin Hotel with Prince MorningStar?? I will also take requests for Prince Morningstar oneshots, or Hazbin oneshots in general. 
What'd ya think? Keep an eye out for more!
@marshm3llo
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This is (Y/N) with short hair :) thank you @deathexe6110 ❤️💋kisses darling
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wizardofrozz · 1 year
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"Do I look like I've moved on?" with Cody
Always Yours
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Commander Cody x fem!reader, Original Clone Troopers (Zero and Lith)
Word Count: 3.8k
Warnings: NSFW +18, smut, slight dubcon, possessive behavior (Cody's a little toxic in this), rough handling, exhibitionism
A/N: Happy Star Wars Day! Writing for Cody is new for me but this turned out better than I expected lol. I want to thank @homie-one-kenobi for letting me borrow her OC Lith for this fic and for all the encouragement and help from her, @a-single-tulip and @techs-feral-wife 💕
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If anyone had told you that your night at 79’s would’ve ended with your cheek pressed into the wall of some dark corner with a panting commander at your back, you might’ve hit them. 
You were the idiot for thinking it would’ve ended any other way. 
It had started like any other night when you visited 79’s with a few of your friends, except this time there wasn’t a gold-painted commander ready to drag you to bed. You were almost sure he wasn’t even on Coruscant and that was the main reason you agreed to the night out. You had been playing this back and forth with Cody for a while now. Fucking like ashrabbits at every opportunity only to never hear from him until he blew back into 79’s after another campaign. It was an exhausting routine that got harder each time. Especially when you found yourself wanting…more from him. Something that seemed impossible for a man like him. 
You shoved away any thoughts of the 212th in general and leaned against the bar, half-heartedly listening to the conversation your friends were having. Luckily, it didn’t take long to catch a curious eye, although his red armor made you hesitate. Your job in the Republic Detention Center meant you worked closely with the Guard, and most notably, Commander Fox. 
Fox, who happened to speak to Cody at least once a week and couldn’t resist indulging in good gossip.
You allowed yourself to be pulled in by a sweet smile for the night knowing that Fox, and eventually Cody, would know about it in no time. You smirked to yourself as you approached the trooper, wishing you could see the look on Cody’s face when Fox undoubtedly called him. 
The trooper in question, Zero, truly was a sweetheart, and you felt a little guilty that you couldn’t give him what he deserved, but he seemed to understand on some level. You were currently perched on Zero’s lap, mindlessly playing with his fingers while he recounted the story of how he got his name. He was the kind of man you should’ve gravitated toward, but when did life ever make sense? 
“So, you’re proud of, as you put it, having zero brain cells,” you giggled, smiling when Zero’s cheeks took on a faint pink color.
“Well, when you say it that way,” he mumbled, twisting his mouth to the side. You laughed a bit louder, swaying close enough to catch a glimpse of his cheeky grin and unintentionally bringing your tangled hands closer to your chest. His gloved thumb grazed your collarbone, the warmth of his skin under the fabric had goosebumps trailing behind his touch, turning your laughter to ash on your tongue. He was close enough that you could feel his breath against your lips. 
“I think it’s cute,” you whispered, your eyes trained on his mouth. 
“And I think you’re beautiful,” Zero countered. You watched the smile form on his lips, transfixed by how it fell somewhere between flirtatious and sweet. There was a gentle pressure against the underside of your chin, tilting your head back to force you to meet his eyes. Your lashes fluttered as he closed the gap, his lips finding yours in a soft, hesitant kiss.  
An explosion of whoops and cheers had you jerking back, years of working in a prison meant that loud bursts of noise had you whipping around in a panic to look at the door on instinct. Your heart immediately hit the floor when your brain registered that, you weren’t at work, and it wasn’t prisoners but waves of orange armored soldiers blowing through the doors. 212th troopers flooded the bar and you were blatantly staring, looking for that distinct sunburst that you had hoped you’d make it through one night without seeing. 
But when would you ever be that lucky?
He was the last through the door, keeping a slow, unbothered pace as he wandered toward the bar, eyes scanning the room. A small part of you hoped he wouldn’t notice you but you could see the exact moment his eyes landed on you. Cody’s mellow expression steadily darkened, his jaw flexing as his eyes ran the length of your body, noting the trooper you were perched on. Suddenly you were almost scared for the poor, naive shock trooper. 
“Hey,” Zero mumbled, cautiously cradling your hand. “What’s wrong?” You turned your head, finding genuine concern shining in his eyes and it broke your heart; this man had no idea what kind of mess he’d walked into. 
“Uh, I know some of the 212th,” you admitted with a shrug. The white lie was obvious but Zero let it slide, nodding as he shifted his eyes to the battalion getting louder by the minute. Cody had moved to an empty spot at the bar but you could still feel his eyes burying holes into your skin. “We could get out of here if you want?”
“Sure,” Zero replied, a small smile on his face, “I can walk you home.”
“I’d like that.” Zero’s smile brightened as he helped you to your feet before sliding out of his seat and leaning down next to your ear.
“Let me run to the bathroom before we go,” he yelled over the music. You nodded, standing on your toes to kiss his cheek as you handed over his helmet. The dusting of pink in his cheeks was back and you wished that it could last but you knew the second you were alone, all hell was going to break loose. Maybe one day he’d find someone that could give him what he deserved. You watched Zero work his way through the crowd until he disappeared into the sea of brothers, squirming under the heavy stare you could feel on your back. 
“You know he’s gonna be pissed.” You spun around at the voice next to your ear, blinking rapidly at Lith’s smug expression. 
“Hi, nice to see you too, Lith. How’ve you been?” you sassed, rolling your eyes. Lith just arched a brow, loudly sipping his drink, waiting for you to break the stalemate first. “It’s none of his business. He made it glaringly obvious that he doesn’t care.”
“Ha! That’s cute, you thinking he doesn’t care,” Lith laughed, shaking his head and you couldn’t ignore the way your stomach somersaulted at the thought. He leaned into your personal space, the acidic stench of cheap liquor on his breath. “Looks like you’ll find out for yourself.” His eyes lifted to something over your shoulder before he backed away, doing a terrible job of hiding his smirk behind the rim of his cup. The unforgiving hand that closed around your bicep had you going rigid, muscles locking up when his grip tightened. 
You refused to even look at him, trying to tug your arm away but Cody was relentless. You knew there was no use in fighting it, giving up and letting him drag you through the writhing crowd of bodies. He still wore all of his armor, sans helmet, allowing you to glare at the back of his head, occasionally catching a glimpse of his profile. You stumbled to a stop when Cody pulled you into one of the back hallways of the bar that was blessedly empty, something you knew wouldn’t last long as 79’s grew busier.
“What do you want, Cody?” you snapped as soon as he released your arm. He turned a sharp look in your direction but you stood your ground, crossing your arms. It was infuriating that despite how irritated you were with him, there was a tiny part of you that was relieved to see him alive. 
“What the fuck was that?”
“None of your damn business,” you hissed, taking a step closer to him. You expected anger, maybe even contempt, but Cody letting out a harsh, unamused laugh was probably at the bottom of your expectations for this conversation. 
“Aw, you really liked Fox’s shiny, huh?” Cody taunted, a cruel edge to his voice that you hated more with each passing second. 
“Maybe I did,” you spat, stifling the urge to shove him. “Maybe I had plans to show him what us natborns have to offer.” Cody’s expression twisted into something dangerous and he stalked toward you, backing you into a dark corner, looming over you. 
“You wouldn’t dare,” he snarled, face barely inches from yours.
“And why not? You didn’t seem to have a problem sticking your dick in the closest breathing life form.” He jerked back like you’d hit him, a familiar crease forming between his brows, and for a moment you faltered. 
“What are you talking about?” he huffed, pressing two fingers into his right eye, an action you knew meant he had a headache building.
“I saw you with that Mirialan last time you were on-world,” you admitted, grinding your teeth at the image of the barely dressed woman draped across his lap. “You moved on, so I planned to do the same.” The words were barely out of your mouth before he surged forward, trapping you against the wall with a bruising kiss. Your immediate reaction was to push him away but your strength was no match for him, and if you were being honest, you had been craving this: the dominating sweep of his tongue, the way his presence demanded your attention, and the borderline possessive grip on the back of your neck. 
You ached for him no matter how hard you tried to fight it, despite the hurt that came with his presence. 
Cody broke away first, resting his forehead against yours. “Do I look like I’ve moved on?” 
“Could’ve fooled me,” you huffed, turning your face away from him. Cody growled, the hand curled around your neck tightening as he wedged his armored leg between yours, pressing the rigid plastoid tight against your suddenly aching pussy. 
“Guess I’ll have to prove it,” Cody breathed against your lips. You yelped at the sudden movement, gasping when your cheek met the cool wall, and your thigh clenched to satiate your throbbing clit. His body molded against your back, his warm breath puffing against your cheek, similar to how Zero’s had not even 15 minutes ago, but this promised something far less innocent than a chaste kiss. “For the record, I didn’t fuck that Mirialan.”
“Why?” you couldn’t help but ask. You weren’t expecting much, maybe an irritated huff but your lashes fluttered when his tense muscles softened against your back, his grip loosening slightly. 
“She’s not my sunshine,” he whispered, his pinched expression barely visible in your periphery. He didn’t even give you a second to absorb his confession before he was yanking your pants down, knocking the air from your lungs when his finger slid through your soaked folds. “Stars, you’re dripping.”
“Are you really surprised? It’s you,” you panted, blindly searching for his belt buckle. Cody chuckled against your shoulder, expertly sinking his finger into you down to the second knuckle from behind and resting his other hand on the curve of your waist. Stars exploded behind your eyelids, a soft whine working its way up your throat when it was just shy of what you had been craving. 
“Oh, cyare, you have no idea what you do to me,” he mumbled, pumping his finger.
“How - how about you show me instead of talking about it,” you taunted, rocking back into his hand. It really shouldn’t have been a surprise when he shoved two fingers inside you as far as they would go; you had asked for it. 
“I’m starting to wonder if I should fill that bratty mouth instead,” he mused, curling his fingers in a way that had your knees threatening to give out. You were quickly hurtling toward your first orgasm, your thoughts running together as pleasure tore through every cell in your body. 
“Fuck - I don’t care, just fill something,” you pleaded, meeting the slow thrust of his fingers. Cody groaned against your hair when you clenched around his fingers, your body unable to decide if you wanted his fingers or his cock. An involuntary whimper left your lips when you were suddenly empty and the clatter of plastoid behind you was enough to leave you squirming. 
“Ready?” Cody whispered against your cheek, his lips just barely brushing over your skin.
“Cody,” you whined, pushing against the head of his cock that was resting against your entrance. He didn’t seem to care about your pleading, sliding his cock through your soaked folds, the head nudging your clit with just the right amount of pressure. Stars danced behind your eyes, the drag of his cock taunting you with the one thing you wanted. Cody wasted too fucking long coating himself in your arousal only to sink into you without warning; the stretch was almost too much, bordering on painful. He didn’t stop until there was nothing left for you to take and his armored chest was flush against your back. He may as well have been in your lungs with how hard it was to pull in a full breath, your head feeling a little fuzzy. 
“Maker, you - you take me so well,” Cody panted, kissing down the length of your neck. You turned your head, resting your forehead against the wall, simply trying to breathe as the pain started to blossom into pleasure. The hand on your waist tightened, likely leaving finger-shaped bruises behind, a thought that made your head spin. Cody stood perfectly still as if he wasn’t balls deep in your fluttering pussy and if you could think straight, you’d have been a little peeved at his control. 
Just as you opened your mouth to beg him to start moving, Cody rolled his hips, forcing a surprised moan past your lips. Of course, that fucker could read you like an open book. However, that was the only warning he gave you before he pulled all the way out only to deliver a pointed thrust to exactly where you needed it most. Cody started at a brutal pace, the edges of his thigh armor biting into the back of your legs but you couldn’t find the brain power to give a shit, solely focusing on not drawing other patron’s attention. 
You jerked when something brushed against your lips, peeling your eyes open to find his free hand near your face.
“Open,” Cody ordered hoarsely in your ear, lightly tapping your bottom lip again. “And no biting.” You hesitated for a moment, this apparently being the thing that made your cheeks feel warm, not the fact that he was fucking you senseless with hundreds of his brothers a few feet away. And yet, your lips parted for him, taking two fingers into your mouth. You weren’t paying attention to what hand it was so when the faint taste of your own arousal hit your tongue you whimpered, clenching around him.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his pace faltering. “Good– good girl. You like that, huh?” You could only hum in response, earning a soft, shaky chuckle from the man behind you, and in some twisted way it felt like this piece of him belonged to you. A part of himself he willingly shared with you when he didn’t need to, allowing you to see the effect you had on him. “I - I know…I do too.”
You moaned around his fingers, doing your best to meet his unforgiving thrusts just to hear the pinched-off moan he muffled against your shoulder, sending you closer to your tipping point. The heat building under your skin continued to grow but there was a disconnect, you could only just brush against it, leaving the mind-blowing orgasm out of reach. You squirmed trying to change the angle but Cody’s hand on your hips kept you trapped; this asshole knew it wasn’t enough. Worst of all, to make his point, he started to pump his fingers in time with his thrusts and you moaned desperately, debating on just touching yourself if he wasn’t going to. 
“Don’t you dare,” he growled, teeth grazing your jaw. “You told me to fill something, so I’m giving you what you wanted, cyare.” Cody pressed down on your tongue, slamming into you before going still, his slightly labored breathing puffing against your cheek. “I’d find a way to fill all three if I had the time.”
The pathetic cry of his name was muffled against his fingers, tears starting to well up as you teetered on the edge, so close yet so far. There was a moment of stillness, his cock twitching inside you before he started to lazily grind against your ass, the pressure on your tongue letting up. 
“I’ll give you what you want if you give me what I want,” he proposed, nuzzling against the bolt of your jaw. It was a much sweeter gesture than the rest of his demeanor would suggest and you couldn’t decide between being irritated or flustered. Either way, you nodded as best as you could, ready to give him whatever he wanted. “You’re mine - fuck - you hear me?” he panted, struggling to keep the lazy pace, his hips stuttering. “Some - some wet-behind-the-ears shiny wouldn’t know how to do this for you. He’s not me.” The desperation in his voice resonated in your soul, reminding you of why there was no one that could captivate you quite like Cody. “Please, just - just say it.”
His fingers slid out of your mouth, trailing spit down your chin. Cody gave you a minute to catch your breath, his presence lingering over your shoulder expectantly. Later, when your brain was back online, maybe you’d regret saying it, but deep down you knew it was true; you belonged to Commander Cody no matter how badly you tried to fight it.
“I’m yours, Cody,” you whispered, turning your head enough to bump your forehead against him. There was another weighted pause before he craned his neck, blindly kissing the corner of your mouth.
“And I’m yours,” he breathed, the admission making your throat feel tight. There were very few times Cody let this type of vulnerability through and you treasured each one but this one was easily the most profound. He was telling you the one thing you never thought possible from a man of his position and it was equally as beautiful as it was arousing. “Always yours.”
“Then show me,” you pleaded, pressing back into him. The soft laugh that bubbled past his lips made your stomach somersault, only making your barely coherent thoughts feel more disjointed, yet your lips parted on instinct at the soft tap of his finger. Cody kissed your cheek in a final sweet gesture before bucking his hips, punching what would’ve been a loud cry from you if it weren’t for his fingers stuffed in your mouth. Cody resumed his previous, punishing pace, yet this time the hand keeping a vise grip on your waist loosened, trailing lower. 
Your knees buckled at the lightning-quick tap against your clit, somehow pushing him deeper and the tears finally fell. Thank the heavens above that he didn’t stop there though, pressing with the perfect amount of pressure, drawing tight, fast circles that made each of your stunted inhales grow shorter until you were forced to unseal your lips from around his fingers. 
“Let go, sunshine,” Cody coaxed, sounding a bit desperate. You had been known to push his buttons, disobeying when the urge struck, but this was not one of those times. Your hands clawed at the wall, your back arching as the coil finally snapped, the pleasure lighting up every nerve ending from your head to your toes. Cody used the fingers still filling your mouth to tilt your head back, doing his best to muffle your sobs as he moaned openly against your shoulder. He made it through a few more pumps before going rigid, a barely audible whine leaving his lips as he came. 
You both slumped forward simultaneously, Cody’s fingers slipping from your mouth as his weight pressed you into the wall. The warm panting against your throat slowly brought you back to the land of the living, realizing Cody was still buried inside your sensitive cunt, his cum starting to leak down the inside of your thigh. 
“You’re fucking heavy,” you complained half-heartedly. Cody littered your shoulder with light, playful kisses, his arms moving to wrap around your waist as his shoulders shook with laughter. 
“Not usually wearing 80 pounds of armor,” he chuckled, kissing the base of your throat. That reminded you of where you were, realizing that the harsh lines of his thigh plates were still biting into the back of your legs, making you wonder if you’d have bruises for days to come. 
“Finding that I don’t really mind it,” you confessed, wiggling your arms out from where they were pinned to the wall so you could gently stroke his arm. “Sometimes at least.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Cody snorted, one of his hands snagging your fingers as they trailed up his arm. A calm, intimate silence settled around you, letting you just bask in Cody’s presence but all good things had to come to an end. 
“We should go before someone finds us,” you sighed, dropping your cheek against the side of his head.
“Waxer and Lith are standing guard.”
“Of course they are,” you giggled, rolling your eyes fondly. Then you remembered a poor shock trooper most likely looking for you. “Did you at least tell Zero I didn’t get kidnapped?”
“No,” Cody grunted, squeezing your fingers in a way that definitely felt possessive. Oh, you had a bad feeling about what that meant. 
“Is Fox going to be calling to rip you a new one?”
“...maybe.” As if on cue, the comlink on Cody’s vambrace started to chirp softly and you had to stifle a laugh. 
“Come on,” you urged, voice wavering in an attempt to hide your amusement, “I want to go curl up in bed with a lot less plastoid, and you have the consequences of your actions to deal with.” Cody grumbled for a few seconds but inevitably untangled himself from you, bending down to grab his codpiece as you hiked your pants up again. You almost regretted wearing one of your favorite outfits now that they’d been stained with remnants of Cody. Almost. You glanced over at him once he finished clipping his codpiece in place, grinning at the scowl he was aiming at his comlink.
“What?” Cody grumbled. Fox barely let him finish answering the call before ripping into his brother.
“I’m coming for your fucking kneecaps,” Fox said, sounding eerily calm. “See how well you fuck without ‘em.” Cody shot you a dark look when you giggled but it didn’t hold its usual weight seeing that his brother’s disembodied voice was still chewing him out. You shot him a wink as you backed down the hallway, ignoring the warning in his beautiful brown eyes. 
“Reap what you sow, dear,” you called, blowing him a kiss before slipping through the door. You would definitely pay for that later and the idea that there would be a later with Cody made all the heartache worth it. 
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smokerswifey · 17 days
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What your personal headcanons for percy platoon?👀
Would love to hear your headcanons~
Thank you so much for answering I looooove recieving questions !!
These headcannons are for the Percy Platoon so :
• Percival
• Nasiens
• Anne
• Donny
• Lancelot, honorary member
▪︎ Percival cooks for the Platoon every day just like his grandpa did for him . Seeing his friends faces light up when they try his food makes his day .
▪︎ Anne loves tending to Donny's hair . Whenever it gets to long or too tangled for Donny to handle, Anne will huff, grab his hand and pull him to sit down so that she can take care of his hair . Sometimes she combs it or trims it or pulls it into cute hairstyles . Donny complains and groans loudly when his hair ends up being covered in little bows and ribbons but deep down he still appreciates it .
▪︎ The Platoon goes on daily jogs or do little exercices to help Nasiens build up his stamina .
▪︎ Sometimes Percival gets nightmares about his grandpa's death and wakes up in sweat and tears . Despite being sleepy, the Platoon always rushes to his side to comfort him . Donny throws his arm around Percy's. Anne uses her hands to wipe the tears tracks of his cheeks and push his hair out of his face, Nasiens squeezes his hands until they stop shaking and Lancelot curls up to Percy's side in his fox form. Even after Percy eventually falls asleep they still stay close to him, looking out for him .
▪︎ Everyone carries Lancelot around in his fox form . Donny keep him on his shoulder, Anne carries him under his armpits, Nasiens cradles him like a baby ( he only does this when Lance is asleep tho, cause he would never let him do that if he was awake ) and Percy hugs him to his chest .
Fuck these are really short, I wish I could continue but I'm really tired lol,I'll do a part two .
Thanks @mertylmylove for this I looooove answering questions like these !!
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willowbird · 1 year
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"Matthew Boyd, I swear, if you utter one more pun--"
"You'll punt me off the roof?" Matt asked, grinning far too wide even as he lifted his strawberry shake and took a long drink through the straw. They were at the cafeteria closest to Fox Tower, grabbing lunch before they would head to the library to get some homework done before practice this afternoon.
"Yes! Wait." Dan blinked then groaned. "UGH! You are awful. Terrible. Not funny and not at all cute."
"Aww, babe you think I'm adorable."
Dan snorted. "I most certainly do not." Actually, she most certainly did - but she wasn't going to admit that now, not while Matt was being ridiculous with his puns. Someone thought it would be a GREAT idea to leave a daily pun calendar on his desk and he'd been fucking insufferable all week. Dan was tempted to blame Aaron first - because as Matt's roommate he had the best access - but something told her that Aaron wouldn't set himself up for that kind of torment.
Matt gave a forlorn sigh. "It's alright, you may shun me now but I've made it through addiction - I can make it through this."
Dan rolled her eyes. "Your struggles with addiction cannot be compared to my lack of appreciation for stupid puns."
"Maybe you're right," Matt said with a sigh, but he was smiling too much for Dan to feel anything other than suspicion. "My viagra addiction really was the hardest time in my life."
"..."
Dan stared. Matt grinned, laughing as he hurriedly dodged the chicken nugget she hurled at him across the table.
Unfortunately, the nugget continued flying and smacked right into the back of a very blond head the next table over in the cafeteria. Dan's eyes widened as Andrew turned around and locked eyes with her.
"Oh shit!" she hissed, ducking down.
Matt turned around and then quickly whipped back to face her when he saw who was behind them. "Dan!" he squeaked in alarm. "You're gonna get us killed!"
"Bold of you to assume I would interrupt my lunch for murder, Boyd," Andrew said, suddenly right by their table. Next to him, Neil was munching on a chicken nugget.
Matt jumped so suddenly that his knees hit the bottom of the table and he hurriedly had to steady his drink before it toppled over. "Fuck!! How do you guys do that?!"
"Do what?" asked Neil, sipping a shake that he definitely hadn't been holding five seconds ago. Neil made a face then passed it to Andrew, who accepted it and slurped loudly without looking away from Matt.
Frowning, Matt looked from the two diminutive menaces to the shake down to the table in front of him - where his own strawberry milkshake was missing. "Hey!" He whipped his head back up and reached out to take the shake back but Andrew was just out of reach.
One fine pale eyebrow rose in skeptical appraisal, Andrew apparently utterly unimpressed as he took another long suck through the straw.
Dan watched all this with wide eyes, but when Matt turned pleading puppy-dog eyes to her she snapped her mouth shut and smothered a grin with the back of her hand. Clearing her throat, she looked from Matt over to Neil and Andrew, ignoring how Neil had yet another chicken nugget that she knew he must've stolen from her even though she hadn't caught the actual theft. Instead, she focused on his slightly shorter counterpart. "Sorry about the nugget-assault, Andrew. Matt was just driving me up the wall with his puns."
"Puns?" Neil asked, now holding a little boat of fries - though Dan had no idea where those would have come from, as neither her nor Matt had grabbed any before they sat down.
"Yeah, someone left a daily pun calendar in Matt and Aaron's room, and Matt has been torturing me all day." She wrinkled her nose. "I thought it was Aaron at first, but..."
Andrew snorted. "Aaron hates puns."
Neil nodded his agreement. "He thinks they're "auditory poison"," he added, the hand not holding his boat of fries lifting to form air quotes.
Matt scoffed. "What?! No! Puns are great!" He paused, appearing to think for a moment. "Well, except for math puns." He made a face and reached across the table to snag one of Dan's chicken nuggets - but there was no way Dan was letting him take a single morsel of deliciousness while he was still standing firm on his pro-pun stance.
She slapped his hand out of the way and ignored the pout he turned on her at the denial. Instead, she looked back at Andrew and Neil. Andrew was still sipping on Matt's shake, and Neil... had a plate of stir-fry he was deftly picking at with a pair of chopsticks.
Dan just stared at them for a moment before she shook her head and just rolled with it, one sorta had to do that with Neil and Andrew sometimes. "Anyway," she said, then cleared her throat before saying, "that's why the chicken nuggets became projectiles." There was a four-heartbeat awkward silence, in which Andrew slurped up the last of the shake and deposited the empty cup on Matt's tray.
Then, without offering anything at all by way of an acknowledgement or farewell, Andrew turned and started walking toward the cafeteria exit.
Dan blinked, watching him go. When she looked at Neil, the stir-fry was gone and his hands were tucked into his own back pockets as he rocked back on his heels, watching Andrew walk away with a disgustingly fond look on his face. Before Dan could even think to comment, Neil caught her eye and flashed a small smirk. "Don't worry, he forgives you." Then he, too, started to walk away.
Except, when he got about five paces away he called over his shoulder, "And not all math puns are bad. Sum of them are pretty good."
It took a moment for that to sink in, then she sank down into her chair with a groan, burying her face in her hands as she tuned out Matt's triumphant "HA!".
This fucking team would be the death of her.
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highfantasy-soul · 1 month
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Things I LOVED from NATLA Episode 5 - Spirited Away
Katara creating a water version of the earth disks!
Small moment, but Sokka and Aang don't jump until Katara is there and grabs their hands to lead them off in the jump onto Appa
Love that Momo's the one who picks up the acorn to give to Katara - he's so cute!
Katara calling on Gran Gran's teachings <3
"Seeds for the future, not past mistakes" - bringing back up the themes around needing to let go of past guilt so you can step into the future
Big brother Sokka 😭😭😭😭
Pipenpadalopsikopolis!!!
Zuko is such a sassy dick to Lt. Jee XD but like, kinda deserved atm as a girl with ice is kinda, really, something that should raise some flags.
But damn, Jee's face - it makes the next episode all the more satisfying
"Water the most promising seed" ooooohhhhh
"Not self-serving flattery and coy whipers" oooohhh BBUUUURRRNNNNNN
Though it burns all the more as we know that children want the approval of their mentors/parents and it's unlikely Azula has ever gotten that organically, so she feels the need to prompt it.
tHiN pLaCeS????? Sorry, Bruce from Dungeons of Drakkenheim has just primed me to fear that phrase and what it will bring.
Jumpscare where I really thought Sokka had just been yoinked into the Spirit World by that tree branch XD
Aang and Sokka bickering because Sokka can't stop talking and Aang is trying to concentrate - love the group dynamic here
Sokka's little "sshhhhhhh" in the back
Katara practicing her forms!!!
Blue Aang!!
Sokka being absolutely not here for a Spirit World journey and Katara quickly accepting it and just enjoying the ride
"When have I ever caused trouble?" 🙄 "When indeed." 😐
The most AWKWARD and NOT SLICK questioning by Zuko 😩 failing to smoothly slide the money pouch over the counter, just…he's SOOO BAD at being 'nonchalant'! He wants to just scream at you and demand you obey his orders, damn it!!!
Just Dallas' whole performance here - so fucking funny
Pirate mention! Canyon guide!! Stopped the volcano from erupting!!!
All those side quests get nice little mentions <3
Iroh's little run as he chases after Zuko throwing his tantrum 😭
JUUUUUUNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!! NYYYYYLLAAAAA!!!!!!!!!
Omg perfect. So perfect. Perfection. Gorgeously perfect. Did I mention perfect?
Zuko and Iroh's little slap fight XD
June noticing Iroh is cute 🙌
And Zuko's disgust at that 😂
Love Aang always mentioning Gyatzo and all he taught Aang - and Katara really wanting to soak in the knowledge
I like that they brought the entire Gaang into the spirit world here so we could have a natural in-road to deep character work
WON SHI TOOOOONNNNNNNNNGGGG!!!
Nice birdie!!!!
Also great touch with only Aang being able to understand him here, humans just can't
Pretty eye shot!!
Azula's blue fire!!!!!
Really like the choice to let us see her progression to the blue flame - more character development is always a good thing in my book
"Everyone knows you're perfect" "That's not good enough" - smash cut to Zuko
SOOOOO GOOOODDD - seeding her fear that if she doesn't prove herself adequately, her father will treat her like he did Zuko
Showing not telling, people! This is what that means!!!
Zuzu!! Being disgusted - love it
Love Iroh trying to seed his lessons in with pai sho anecdotes
I'm sorry, this scene is hilarious and I cannot unsee it being Iroh trying to prep Zuko for the news that he and June are a thing XD "I know it's unexpected, and she's much younger, but open up your mind to new ideas! There's much you (I) can learn from a dommy mommy."
Again, reinforcing that Zuko has a strong sense of right and wrong - right now, that's leading him down the path of following the Fire Nation's rules, but that very same integrity will be what makes him change sides
Ugh, Iroh's lessons wrapped in pai sho terminology are soooo gooooddd
Creeeeeepy spirit world!!
HEEEIIIII BBAAAIIIII!!!
Who's a cutie patootie panda bear?? YOU ARE!!!!
Oh no, Sokka!!! He went flying.
Suspicious 3-tailed fox!
Her talk about pain right here is so poignant not only for this storyline, but the future one with the ocean spirit
"Do you always make jokes when you don't want to talk about something?" - cutting right to the heart of a lot of Sokka's humor as a coping mechanism
Just… everything with Katara's spirit vision
Her getting to see her mom again and hug her, the women joking around about braiding and Kya encouraging Katara with her waterbending
The absolute gut-wrenching horror as Katara knows what's about to happen, the viewer knows what's about to happen, but the helplessness you feel as you have to watch it play out
Katara trying to save her mom but not being strong enough - it's so well done and we see why the trauma is so very deep when it comes to her and waterbending
Omg Koh's introduction was sooooo terrifying
The sounds, the way he senses despair - it's everything I love about the spirit world
Hakoda!!! DX
Bato!!!!!
I like how we're getting to see that Sokka's feelings of inadequacy as a leader and warrior aren't unfounded - he DID struggle, it didn’t come naturally
I don't blame Hakoda in this moment - he knows the war is coming and he's going to have to leave Sokka in charge - he knows it's not fair - he knows it's an impossible situation, and he's desperately trying to exert some control over the uncontrollable
It makes sense that he'd want Sokka to be magically perfect, that way he could feel marginally better about abandoning him and the village - it's not like he has a choice to stay, everyone is in impossible situations and wishing your kid could be the perfect leader when you know it's going to be forced on them anyways is totally rational
Love that Aang immediately clocks the vision as not real
Despite wanting nothing more than to go see his home and people again, he's a master of the spiritual side of his nature - he knows how to rein it in.
It hurts all the more when we get to Gyatzo and there's the initial distrust - completely founded
Koh's lair!!!
Creepy centipede boiii
Love their chat and I like to think that Aang's past lives subtly let him know not to show emotions with Koh
The whole situation around Koh's face that opens and closes - thanks, I hate it.
It's well done. And I hate it. Please get it away from me. I do not like. Please, kill it with fire. Thank you.
But Gyatzo!!! He waited for Aang for 100 years!!!!!!!!!
I'm gonna say it again - everything with Gyatzo is pure gold. I'm so glad they expanded more with him being Aang's first mentor, even after his death
Gyatzo trying to relieve Aang of his guilt over not being there for the fire nation attack ): It's something Aang really needed to hear and I'm glad it was someone who was present who told him that, not someone just trying to make him not feel as sad.
Aang leaving Appa and Momo in charge of watching over Katara and Sokka!!! So sweet
Gyatzo's monologue is great - how sometimes it feels like we'll always be alone, the only thing keeping you company is your own pain
It ties into every single character of the series and it's such a great through line - they're all suffering in different ways. They NEED people (even Azula) 
[Masterlist of my NATLA thoughts]
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doki-doki-imagines · 9 months
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We all need Reo and Nagi in the form of animals-
Seishiro Nagi - Blue chow chow -You didn't expect to be woken up at 7 a.m. by a loud knocking at your door, so still grumpy you walk towards the sound to understand who dared to wake you up so early on your free day. -It is Reo, mask and gloves on and with a ball of blue fluff in his hands with his equally blue tongue sticking out. "Long story, this is Nagi, I'd take care of him but I'm allergic to dogs. Tomorrow everything should be fine-" the purple hair boy pushes the dog in your arms "take good care of him, we have a match soon" The door slammed at your face, stuck at your place with a ball of fluff in your hands. -Luckily Seishiro habits didn't change in his dog form, he slept, eat, sat on your lap, half of the morning was spent like that; rinse and repeat. -"Ohh look there is a new event! Can't wait to get the new characters." You smile at your phone. -What you didn't see was Seishiro raising his head from your lap, ears alert. -"Ehi ouch! Don't bite me- not even my hoodie, Seishiro!" He starts to pull on your clothes, your hoodie or your pants to make him follow towards…his phone in your bedroom? Did Seishiro forget it when he visited you yesterday? -"I have enough of my events I don't wanna-" He closes the door. You look down at him. "For once I'm way taller than you, you can't scare-" He barks. He dares to bark at you. He is more fur than voice and still dared to look dangerous to you. Your falls on your knees, a pain where your heart is placed; he is too cute for this world. -You end up doing his games till you pass out on the couch, being able to move just for snack and bathroom breaks was exhausting. -"(Y/n) is morning wake up, c'mon I can't reach my phone" It wasn't Seishiro's voice to wake you up, but his weight on your body, but you were too tired to pull him off even if your lungs screamed for a break. "Take your damn phone and let me sleep Seishiro" He doesn't reply, phone in his hand already checking his online ranking. "You made me lose an event" Your eyes open wide "What? I didn't even pee for your damn game-" You can't finish the phrase, his index finger pressed on your lips. "No excuses, time to be punished for your misdeeds." Your eyes would have come out in a typical cartoonish style. This egoist, always getting what he wanted, was a real villain even with fluffy blue ears on top of his cloud-white hair.
Mikage Reo - Red fox -It's Ba-ya that wakes you up, your phone loudly ringing, sun just rising. "(Y/n)-san, sorry to bother you early in the morning, but we have a problem." "A problem? Is Reo fine?" "More or less, but it's easier to explain if we came to your house, is it fine?" "No problem, see you here." -That's how you find yourself sitting on your couch with a red fox with some purple stripe resting on your lap -"Mikage corporation developed a new system so you'll understand what he is saying to you. I wouldn't have bothered, but the young master asked for your company." "Strange since yesterday he shouted at me something along the 'you are insufferable fuck off' lines" Ba-ya looks down, thinking the exact words to tell you next to sugar the pill. You scoff interrupting her train of thoughts "Don't worry, I'll take care of him". -He isn't as extrovert as usual, still knowing what happened the previous day was exaggerated, but after petting his thick fur for a while you got tired. "Wanna monetize this situation Reo?" His ears twitch, looking at you straight in the eyes. "What's your idea?" The voice is robotic and way too high, but you suppose that even Mikage corporation couldn't make a perfectly working translator. -The amount of photos you posted was disgusting but he was too cute to let this occasion go, keeping some of them for the months to come. -Reo obviously loved the idea, posing like a model, searching for the best angles that would make people scream "Cute~" all over the world. "Reo you are the cutest." "Like always, isn't it?" He says, pulling his head up, nose up in the air, you could imagine Reo would have even brushed off his hair in typical film style if he still had his hands.
-"Reo you are already a star, 16k likes in 3 hours better than when you are human." "Are you saying I'm cuter a fox?" "…" "Hey!" -Your mood improve drastically, who would have thought that your boyfriend turning into a fox was going to be this good? -You fall asleep next to each other on the sofa, his big tails tickling your chin. -"Hey, sleepy head I'm back to normal~" Your boyfriend, finally back to normal is laying on your chest, purple eyes sparkling, fox ears and tail still present, thick tail swinging back and forth. "Don't I look the best? Let's shoot some photos 'till I'm like this." He says phone already in his hand. "But later it is your turn to model for me, wanna grasp all your cuteness darling~"
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weirdozjunkary · 9 months
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I did another fic in the PIB AU. This time of the infamous panic attack scene. It’s fairly long, but not the longest I’ve ever written
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KA- FWEEEW!!!
A spectactical aray of confetti bursted from the baker inspo the air. Sonic splat, the confetti clinging to himself. At any other time, this cluster of colourful paper adorned with a cute party horn would’ve been cheerful, but now it seemed more gruesome.
“BLEGH! What?!”
“OHOHO! So that’s what they do!” Ivo cheered. He was already aiming up another shot. Unicorn horns are deadly. “Cool!”
“NO! ITS NOT COOL!” The iridecent beatle shouted, appalled at the doctors amazement by this spread of colourful destruction.
Another horn stuck into a bakers side. “AUGHYOU SHOT ME-“
KA-FWEEEW!!!
Another explosion right in the hedgehogs face. He sneezed at the dust and confetti in the air. “Ugh! The sight is off!” He heard ivo groan. And just as he could stop himself from sneezing, Sonic was hoisted up by his bandana.
“I got him mister Horner!” Another horn stuck into the bakers side.
“MY BAD!”
“Oh no.”
KA-BLAM!!
Silence. Only accompanied by a faint growing ringing through the hedgehogs ears as he flew through the air slowly. It didn’t stop till he tumbled against the ground, his bandana untying itself from his throat. There, just within arms reach, it was the map. It had fallen out of his grasp through the explosion. And as the world around him moved by in slow motion, he propped up on a knee and reached out a hand to it.
He froze. That sound. That sharp and sickening melody that made his hair stand up on end and his stomach twist violently. He could hear it. Just a few feet behind him.
He gasped out air from his lungs. Hoping to god that when his eyes drifted from the map behind him that he wouldn’t see what he dreaded to see. But once his body was fully turned around. As his heart pounded in his ears and his lungs felt tight and empty. He could see it. That jackal. Unsheathing his sickles from his dark cloak. Staring at him with his vibrant eyes.
He is here. HOW is he here? The last time he saw him was running from Ivo Horner’s bakery. And still, those eyes, so glassy but vibrant like marbles. They pierced frozen daggers into his. It made them ache.
His body moved before his brain caught up. His heart raced in his ears, pounding so hard his chest hurtt. His lungs were on fire as he wheezed while he ran. Ran away. Ran far. Ran fast. Just get away from this fucking maniac!!!
“Sonic? SONIC! WAIT!” Tails shouted, grabbing his fallen bandana and chasing after him.
“Tails?” Shadow puzzled. He took his eyes off of the map for a second. Just enough for the face of a large hammer to whack him away.
“Thanks for the map, Stripes!” Amy gawked as she laid her eyes on the map she snatched up from the ground. It sparkled and shimmered. Changing the scenery on it and then the world around them. The ground broke and shifted, sending cliffs and pine trees high into the air.
“NO!” Both Shadow and Ivo shouted in anger at the group that ascended higher into the air.
“HEY! You’ve just been crimed by the Chaotix Crime family!” The young bee shouted.
“So long, you plonkers!” Amy added and left with the rest of them. Projectiles flying past them as they ran into the newly formed forest behind.
“!LOS VOY HACER A TODOS ALFOMBRAS DE BAÑO!” Shadow angrily shouted. He kicked the ground and bared his teeth in frustration. “GRAGH!!! SONIC!!! WHERE ARE YOU?!”
His legs could barely keep him standing. The only reason why he didn’t fall over yet was the proper yak motion of his legs keeping him going forward. His footsteps were heavy and sporadic, so was his breathing. He heaved with each step, each movement of his arms. His eyes darting around the dark forest. He could’ve sworn he saw him. His face. His eyes. Him. The one trying to take his life.
“SONIC! SONIC!” The twin tailed fox cried out with worry. Where could he have gone?
There. He was at the base of a tree. Huffing and heaving as his eyes continued to dart around in front of him. That hunter is near. He’s just waiting to pounce. Waiting to strike. He’s here. He has to be.
“Sonic! Sonic! Are you okay? What’s wrong?!”
Tails’ voice fell deaf on Sonic’ ears. He huffed and wheezed with tears in his eyes. He was waiting for him, the jackal. The moment for him to strike. He didn’t know if Tails was truly there or not. And Tails. This boy was so worried for his friend. He felt helpless. Moreso Sonic to Tails.
But, he looked at Sonic’s face. The pure terror and panic in his eyes. And almost as if he had done this before, he rested his head against his chest. He could feel it, hear it. His heartbeat so fast and loud. A sporadic rhythm that pounded so hard that it could leap right out of his chest.
But as Tails laid there, his eyes shut and an arm wrapped over the hedgehog, he felt a hand lay gently on his head, and the hedgehog’s heart and breathing slow. He didn’t move, didn’t flinch, didn’t even open his eyes. He just laid there as Sonic pet him. He only looked at him once he heard him huff out a sigh.
“Thank you, Tails.” He said.
“What’s going on with you, Sonic?”
Sonic stammered and looked away. He couldn’t look this sweet boy in the face. Not to tell him what’s really been going on. Why he decided to pursue this star. What his wish truly was. “I… I am down to my last life. And I…” He gulped down a hard lump. “I am afraid.”
“Well, it’s okay to be afraid.”
“No! Not for Sonic the Hedgehog! I’m supposed to be a fearless hero. A legend.” He slumped further down the base of the tree. “But without any lives to spare. I am… nothing.” He shot up and clenched a determined fist. “I need that wish to get my lives back!”
“You should tell Shadow, then. He would understand-“
“No no no! He can’t hear none of this stuff!” Sonic said as he put a hand over the fox’s mouth briefly to silence him.
“Okay?”
What neither of them knew, was not far behind them was the black hedgehog, slicing through the prickled grass. “¿Adónde fueron ese idiota y su zorro?” He muttered to himself. His ears shot up once he could hear the blue hedgehog.
“Shadow will never trust me again. Not after Santa Coloma.”
“But that was just one bad heist.”
“Santa Coloma wasn’t a heist, Tails. It was a church. With a priest and guests… and Shadow.” He reminisced back to that day. A sour feeling painfully waved over his chest. “Everything but me. I ran away then too.”
“Oh...” Tails responded, letting his mind wander a little. “Oh.” He finally gasped in shock once the realization hit him. “OH! You left him at the altar?”
“It was wrong, I know. I’m ashamed of it.” He sighed. “I just wish I hadn’t hurt ‘em so badly. I regret that day a lot.”
“So… maybe you should tell that to Shadow. It might make you feel better about it. It might make him feel better about it, too.”
Shadow stood behind the tree, arms crossed and a look of uncertainty clearly on his face. Of course Sonic wouldn’t have said this to his face, his pride was too fragile to admit defeat. But, something about what he said, perhaps the tone or what have you. It felt genuine, though full of sadness and melancholy.
He had been running all his life, both of them. Running from enemies, from friends, loved ones, eachother. Running out of fear. Fear of being betrayed, of being hurt again. He was like him, even if they didn’t know the extent of it— of each other— they both were running. Maybe. Maybe they don’t need to run.
“Sonic! Fox!” Shadow called as he came into their view. “There you two are. What the hell happened?”
“S-Shadow!” Sonic stammered and stood up, finally tying his bandana back on. “I-uh- I lost the map. I messed up.”
“We’ll get it back, don’t worry. We’ve been in worse prickles.”
“WHAT?! Who told you that name?!” Sonic shouted, only to receive a confused look from shadow.
“…What name?”
“Uh… n-nothing!”
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just-walk-around · 1 year
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My favorite type of Naruto fanfics are the one that have the following dinamics:
Kakashi "depressed bastard man" hatake: I only have this team for one day but if anything happens to them I will kill every single shinobi in my range in then myself.
Kakashi: Sasuke you want to learn a cool and mortal technique! Here have my chidori, Sakura remember thrown your hips back when you punch them, Naruto you can't prank your fellow shinobis.. That way they will know that is you, come here I going to teach how hide evidence.
Sasuke "what are emotions " Uchiha: I don't care for this team. Naruto is a idiot that can't take care of himself *making a healthy lunch and aggressively throws it to the blonde*Sakura is weak and annoying *Teach her new taijutsu forms while she nags him to sleep more* Kakashi is a lazy teacher how he even became a jounin? *Sharpen his sensei shuriken and swords* really they mean nothing to me *brutally kill any enemy in his range protecting his teammates back*
Sakura "I gonna kill you with my barehands*haruno: I thought that I was in love with Sasuke and that Naruto was an idiot them i enter in team seven and now I only see them as my stupid tsundere brother that have zero self control and my other stupid half feral brother that also have zero self control, so I'm the one with the braincell, I need to get stronger to protect them of the enemy ninjas and also themselves. I think I will learn medicine too God knows I will need it.
Naruto "people can be better you only need to kick their asses and the moment they can move anymore you can talk" Uzumaki: I have a brother, a sister and father now I will protect them with my life, I love them very much. I will become hokage to make my adoptive father and sister proud and to help my brother build his legacy again. And if anybody try to hurt *Feral looking and kyubi aura on *I will destroy them believe it!
Kurama The tsundere nine tails fox*: I don't care for this brat and his team *Proceed to talk about them to his siblings like a proud grandfather every time that he can*
Bonus
Sasuke: Naruto you are a idiot
Sakura: a loud idiot
Naruto: Hey that's mean!
Random shinobi: fucking monster
Sasuke sharingan and chidori ready:...hn
Sakura with her gloves on: what the fuck you say you shit head.
Random shinobi later limping: that fucking kids are a danger I swear it! They will destroy the village!
Kakashi smiling: Yo! I heard that you were saying shit about my cute genins, lets have a tiny chat you and me.
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bonefall · 11 months
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Honestly, I'm falling in love with your characterization of Frostfur. Big battle scarred woman who loves her son-in-law and babies, outspoken advocate for Firestar, secret bastard of a medicine cat. She's so interesting and babygirl and I hope she gets a lil page about her like you have with Heartstar and Acorn Swoop~!
I'll end up giving her a summary later on, but I've been doing some sketches to get a better 'feeling' for her. Especially since her kittens are going to all become big players going forward, I want to make sure you can see a bit of her in the four of them;
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[ID: Several iterations on BB!Frostfur. The one in the center is the oldest, with long belly fur and a long snout, labelled "Too long, too much muzzle, and too angy." In the top left corner, she is painting makeup onto Cloudtail, saying "I think red brings out the color of our eyes." Below that she is looking over her shoulder at you. Next is a headshot where her ear is cut off, and she starts to display the 'lip scar.' Then there's a guide to her various scars. Above that she is making bloodcones out of snow.]
SO enjoy this little babble on various free-form thoughts I'm having about her character;
I have enough snarky, assertive types in ThunderClan. I need someone who's more sweet and gentle to balance things out.
I ALSO noticed that Whitestorm and Cloudtail are large, fluffy, pure white cats. So I decided Frostfur works better as being short-furred.
The first sketch was based on her secret biofather Featherwhisker. I decided I don't want it to be so obvious, so the similarities became more subtle as time went on.
For example the shape of her head, and just a few droopy tufts.
There should be one scar that defines her above all others, so I decided that there's a slice from nose to chest, which nicked her lip open.
Her tooth is always poking out a little bit
Always looks 'friendly,' so I tried to channel a kitty cat who wants to play. Little muzzle, whiskers usually visible, big eyes
But don't let that fool you, she's a fantastic warrior, covered in scars to prove her mettle.
She's gone up against foxes, badgers, rogues, and has defended Sunningrocks many times. Bluestar trained her well, and no one can deny this.
I'm not sure when she's going to die, but in any case, she's not being "left behind" in TNP because she's too old and weak to travel. What the fuck was that, like sincerely
"Bye mom thanks for not slowing us down have fun starving to death" ??????
She either ends up in the Elder's Den for a while with Goldenflower, or dying in the WindClan Civil War
as a side note, she is not becoming deputy. I'm satisfied with the entire Firestar deputy plotline from Whitestorm to Longtail to Graystripe to Brambleclaw to Brackenfur. That's no longer open to shuffles, I cannot fit more into that drama.
However, she is totally eligible for a different high-ranking position! Cooking and Construction are still open. Cooking is kind of barren right now, actually, and it may be cute for her to train her daughter-in-law Sorreltail.
She also has at least two apprentices now. The first is either Runningwind or Mousefur (since Blue doesn't need an apprentice while she's leader and Redtail won't be mentoring his future mate's sister), and the second is Elderberry to ease her out of the nursery.
If neither Mouse and Run end up being her apprentices, then Tulipflight or Chestnutface might be. But she will be having 2 apprentices.
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fruitsofhell · 4 months
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People shit on Elemental for its race/culture allegory looking even more reductive and rigid than Zootopia's on the service, but I think it actually used it super well. It feels a lot more like a very broad and fable-ish metaphor than the sort of hard world-building with direct racial parallels found in Zootopia. Zootopia aged poorly cause it was so fucking direct in its parallel imagery to real world oppression with the police angle, whereas Elemental is just generally about the experience of being an immigrant. The way it uses the infrastructure of the city being actively built for some and harmful to others is really clever, I adored how they used that.
It also helps greatly that Elemental was written by a POC from the perspective of the marginalized because it helps make the metaphors feel more cohesive. The choice to make Judy the main focus as a perpetrator of the systemic predator oppression that greatly mirrors real world anti-blackness aged like milk to me, it screams white guilt complex. And the fact it spends a lot of time not engaging with forms of prejudice besides the bunny oppression until it gets to that feels very flat. Elemental immedietly explains its main allegory very strongly and from the perspective of those it affects, so there's no fluff or time spent ignoring the issues from the privileged perspective.
Literally the thing that will instantly kill your fantasy oppression metaphor is being white guilty about it or not thinking super hard about what you're paralleling if you're going to be as blunt as Zootopia. Stuff like accidentally giving the oppressed group a reason to be oppressed as you do with the predator-prey dynamic. It's just the biggest fucking red flag and shows little understanding of why these systems exist irl. In Elemental the metaphor obviously uses a lot of imagery to show that the fire people are meant to be east asian-coded, but beyond that its content just being a story about class and immigrant families. About being from different worlds and feeling like they're impossible to combine, because of experiences and backgrounds, which is expressed as being fire and water.
Unlike being a bunny and fox, that imagery is a bit less loaded and can be turned into a sort of mutual harm as it is in the film with Wade being at risk of evaporating as muxh as Ember is at risk of being put out. And, in the end, it's found that water can just bubble a bit as the metaphor for a compromise. Which is fine enough and where the more fable-ish approach to the allegory became clear to me.
It's also used very cutely for their personalities too in a way that comes back to the background divide - Ember being fiery, anxious, and high-strung from pressures of supporting her community, and Wade being all blubbery and emotional but mellower because he lives in a supportive upper-class family. Its just a lot cleverer on a couple of levels than the bumbling between 'predators are black and brown people but also their oppression is bad but also they are dangerous but also its cause of a conspiracy, and also small prey are kinda like white woman and theres intersectionality but its shown horribly'.
Despite Ember's racial coding, no matter how you code Wade's family it doesn't matter because it is simply about - 'you live in a city that has integrated for you, and I don't' - which could apply to an upper-class family of any background, cause it's more of a class thing now. Even if he was black-coded (which Ive seen from fans likely because of his VA, I dont remember if he was in the films text), it still works cause their ARE affluent black families whom by nature of having been here and integrated are in that privileged role over a poorer immigrant family of any other race.
Allegories for class or upbringing usually age better, the systems that create those are a lot more basic and less loaded to parallel on a surface level than racism or misogyny. Not that they CANT go really deep, but it's easier to not come off as blatantly offensive as long as you're not like a eugenicist about it.
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sashi-ya · 2 years
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i saw your new event and absolutely lost it! (Ran over to make a tumblr acc since i've been reading in browser 😭)
I'd like to request maybe a smutty demon!law and kitsune!f!reader, with your choice of kinks. If you do take this request I'm delighted to see with what you come up with!
Have a nice day and don't overwork yourself! 💚
Hiii baby!! I'm so happy you made an account just to request!! 🥺💖 So, because I loved this idea I had to write it :3 I hope you enjoy it! Thank u for requesting and taking part in this event! 💜
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𝑵𝒔𝒇𝒘 ~ 𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏! 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝑳𝒂𝒘 𝒙 𝑲𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒆! 𝑭! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ~ 𝑹𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔
➡ Tw: nsfw. feral fucking, kitsune yokai reader with ears and tails, but human fem body. Law is a demon, the inked demon. Red Light district concept for this au. fingering. public. degrading. vag. cream pie. biting. mentions of blood and death. ➡ wc: 2.1k ➡ Want more? visit the masterlist
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Her tail, and her fluffy ears. Her tail, and her fluffy ears…
His tongue against his teeth, he is thirsty. He is thirsty, and hungry. And when her fluffy little ears bounce, his crotch feels hard. So hard. Drinking sake by the hand of inferior demons will not sooth his need, and he has to do something...
Demons based off lust, can’t stop themselves from attacking their preys. They need, they crave the body that’s making his wholeness aroused. Demons can’t help it, and that little yokai kitsune is making the inked demon fall into an irreversible state.
He stands up, walking towards her. She is talking with his friends, lower class demons. But he is a king right there, and he must be obeyed. Long claws snatch the kitsune yokai wrists and turns her around…
“You, yokai… you are making me aroused. I need to fuck you” Law, the demon tells you. Your cute little ears twitch to the sound of those words and you blink a few times. Finally, a demon… a real high-class demon, those like him that you should service, those to whom you have to bow when they enter your pleasure house.
The crimson lights of the red district flicker as his breathing becomes agitated and hastily. He has been drinking sake in company of many yokais around… but he has been watching at you, a sweet kitsune.
“Ye-yes… demon Law” you answer, smiling warily… are you sure you can take this beast? You can only know if you try….
Law smirks, his demonic stare makes you shiver. Your tail answers to such interaction, it wiggles subtly and slowly. Your unholy side is taking over, and yet, you are sure not even your full potential could match the sinful fiendish demon Law holds.
“I’m waiting…” he demands, already annoyed because you are taking too long to tell him in which room he will fuck you. “If you don’t hurry, I will fuck you right here and everybody will see you scream from my cock”
Your mouth opens, forming and O gape. In awe, you stutter. You knew Law was this way, because you have heard your friends screaming when he fucks them inside the rooms… but you never thought he was so violent and demanding.
And, as he said it’s just how it is. He pushes you against the wall, in front of everybody there. His body presses you hardly, your cheek squeezed against the cold cement, and your tail moving faster against his crotch.
Law’s pointy nose buries on the fluffy side of your right ear. He sniffles your essence, and you could swear that that was something only yokai and tengu do, but apparently human demons are also as beasty as you.
“Ugh… smells nice” he moans, and it’s the only thing you can hear. The whines and amazed giggles of your colleagues around disappear for you but surely are still there. “Heh, you all wanna see how I fuck this little fox?” Law says, already ripping your kimono off.
He keeps smelling you, from your ears to your neck. Law gloats at you, Law enjoys your little squirms under him. A kimono barely covering his inked body, those black lines that carve patterns on his caramel skin, the silver eyes that shine like the moon you are all devoted too, and the wings that garnish his back… His claws carving marks on the wall at each side of your head, little groans as your tail now moves side to side grazing energetically his hardness.
“Keep doing that, little fox…” he moans, and carves his teeth on your shoulder. You whimper in pain, but still love it. “Ugh… you little yokais are so tender, and those little whimpers you do” he sinks in his own lustful desires.
Every worker of the pleasure house is there, such demonstration, like a show, is not proper of demon Law, but still, it’s amazing to be able to witness.
Law squeezes your cheeks in between his thumb and index. Moving your head to the side, he makes you see the many people that are staring at you. “Look at them, you want them to see how I lift that tail of yours and fuck you?” the demon asks, perversely, out of himself. Law is usually a lot calmer and more logical, but apparently you have captivated him…
“I- I don’t care- demon Law” you whine, because frankly you only want that man to fuck the life out of you. Now. “Who would say kitsunes were that slutty? You should be called a bitch instead of a fox. Alright, open your legs and let me use that little cunt of yours”
Your body shivers at such statement but does even more when his fingers get to your sex from behind. He spreads your folds and plays with the strings of wetness. “Look at you, almost dripping. Are you in heat, huh?” he laughs sarcastically, Law enjoys every inch of this.
“See? All of you? This is how slutty a fox is. Bet you are all as wet as her. Go fuck yourselves or something” Law says, lifting his hand up and showing everybody the dampness that gives his fingers a shiny cape but sending them off the place. And that’s when you know exactly the real deal is about to start.
Nobody can say anything, and even if they take a little more than the rest they all leave. You don’t mind and can’t help but lift your ass, so Law keeps touching you. “More? You want more?” he laughs, and you wiggle your tail, that is now resting over his firm abs.
You purr, more like a kitty rather than a fox, because of course you want more, sure you do. “Mhh yes please, demon Law…” you moan, dedicating a little smirk to your colleagues who are leaving the place.
Law does the same and lifting your tail he inserts his middle and ring finger inside you. Beckoning motions, perfect ones, making you mewl, and your legs to become weak and shaky. In and out, the harder he moves, the more you bathe his hand with your arousal.
“You are probably really tight, that’s why you are squirting this much…” he mumbles with a medical knowledge like commentary. And you can’t disagree with him, you are, for sure, pretty tight for his size.
Law rejoices on the moans that scape your mouth, you accompany his increasing motions in and out of you, your claws also carving the wall in front of you. “p-please” you beg, you want to finish, you need it.
“Look at those cute cheeks, all flustered… fluffy kitsunes are so cute!” the inked demon, a demon who likes to devour the hearts of victims himself rips off their chests, says. “Come on, turn around. I want to fuck you”
He turns you around, violently and showing you how his shiny fingers are now being sucked by himself. “Delicious” he mumbles, with that classical sexy smirk that usually garnishes his face. You tremble, your lips too. Your teeth chatter, and immediately you close your legs because going from almost coming to him taking his fingers out, leaves you in painful need.
“Don’t close your legs, fox” he commands, opening them with his knee. His fingers now get inside your mouth, one, two, three of them pushing your tongue down. They go violently in, the sharp nails of his hands carving marks inside and even making you gag as they reach for the back of your mouth.
Law makes you stick your tongue out, he likes your raptured expression, he enjoys the way little strings of saliva drip from it. “That’s it, dumb and savage like a little animal” he devilishly says looking you up and down with superiority and scorn.
At this point you are becoming feral, the so needed release is being delayed by the demon… what an awful behaviour, to let a little yokai suffer, to tease it, to leave it panting and aroused to the extreme…
Your wild side takes over, pushing the demon in front of you. You bump on him with so much strength that it makes him fall back. Law’s face tints in surprise, he lays over the floor with legs semi spread allowing you to see his growing erection from under the almost open silks of his kimono.  
“I WANT YOUR DICK INSIDE OF ME” you demand, well aware of being way weaker than him and yet letting your wild side to speak for you. Law lets a scoff laugh out, and his eyes turn from silver to red, pure red.
You, however, even if you are sure you will be left with a whole in your chest, jump over his lap. “Fuck me, demon” you purr in his ear, humping over his hard erection.
“Very well, you little scum” he answers back, lifting your hips up just to untie his clothing. Hard, reddish, and also inked in pure black his dick stands so ready for you to jump on it. And as it should be done, you do. A loud whine resonates all around the place as you let him impale you. You can’t wait and begin to move, up and down, back, and forth.
It was indeed true that you were tight for him, and him as well as you, enjoy they way your walls clench to his shaft. Pulsating both sexes, you jump brutally and carve your nails over his shoulders.
Law grunts and throws his head back with open mouth to the motions of your hips. Motions he also accompanies by clenching to your ass to lift you and push you down. Deep, deep he wants to go. Deeper, even more.
Your fangs grace the side of his clenched jaw, drooling to take a bite to his pulsating carotid on his neck. “Don’t you dare bite, filthy animal” Law scolds you in between pants. It is well known, that, just as demons can eat any other inferior creatures, yokai are ferocious when losing their cool… and arousal can make them go untamed, to the point of ripping arteries, and drinking the blood of their victims.
“Keep fucking me the way you do, I won’t hurt you demon Law” you moan, taming yourself by focusing on the way you begin to squirt the base of his dick while he pumps in and out of you harder each time. Law is also getting there, and he can’t control himself either.
“I’m not scared of you hurting me, but I don’t wanna have to rip your heart off before filling you up with my cum” he says, pushing you back and toping you. Your legs snake around his waist, trapping him to show Law how much you want your walls to be bathed by his release.
Sharp teeth that carve marks around your bitten nipples and a few slaps leave your cheeks burning and sore, but you enjoy them as much as his thrusts hit that perfect spot inside of you. Violence is driving the inked demon; he drools in pure concupiscence and feral instincts. Instinc to rip you in half, to break you and make you mewl louder each time. The muscles of his back move like a work of art, his shoulder blades protrude as he fucks you rougher and rougher.
Your walls spasming, milking his dick, show Law you are coming with tears in your eyes from such lustful and sinful overstimulation. And him, instead of stopping, he goes even faster and harder. Your back arches and his too, he looks down at you biting his lips, making you enjoy the amazing work of art of his chest and belly muscles over you.
“Cum, fox” he orders, as if it was really needed… You burst for him, clenching to his forearms, and burying your nails on his tattooed skin. A loud moan and the release of that pressure building up finally marks your orgasm.
Following you, he cums with a loud grunt. Guttural symphony to your ears, and the sticky balsam of his release filling your womb completely.  
Law swears as you feel the twitching motions of his seed sprouting. Seed that overflows once he pulls his dick out, dripping from your core to your legs and into the ground beneath you. A dantesque picture of full sin in which demons live daily.
“I would come back soon, stay alive until I decide to eat your heart” Law says, wiping the rests of your orgasm over his crotch. “I think I like foxes better; little tight pussy and fluffy tail and ears apparently are my thing now”
And just as he leaves you there, probably sparing your life because of how good he felt fucking you, you watch him get dressed and walk away. His figure gets lost in between the crimson tinted fog of the Red District’s lights…
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evitamylove · 2 months
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Cove, MK1 Edition
Announcer comment ideas:
Kung Lao:
-"Yeah, still my favorite."
-"Hi pretty boy."
-"The one....for me~"
-"Calling you a petname would give you too much of an ego boost."
-"Hung Lao."
-"You don't remember." (sad tone)
-"In every reality." (said very softly)
-"I really did miss you."
-"Hi, love."
-"My Chosen One.''
Raiden:
-"Still don't know how to feel about you."
-"Kidd Thunder!"
-"I'm loyal to Kung Lao, I swear." (if hes wearing cosmetics with tattoos.)
-"Okay, I'm warming up to you."
-"I'd let him electrocute me to death." (only in specific cosmetics)
-"You don't remember either."
-"Pikachu, I choose you!"
Liu Kang:
-"Can I be the dragon?"
-"Woof."
-"I miss our Raiden."
-"Where the hell did you put Fujin?"
-"You're cute sometimes."
-"Your fanfiction is the worst."
-"God of Massive Doofuses."
-"Look at this dork."
-"I miss your fuckass bob."
-"Glow up."
-"Daddy."
-"One day..."
-"Bruce Lee."
-"Wa-chaaww!!"
-"The white hair looked better."
-"I can take him, just not in a fight."
Johnny:
-"He's hot as shit."
-"I'd be front row at a concert tryna get his towel."
-"He's hot when he isn't talking."
-"Jean van goddamn."
-"Never change, sweetheart."
-*"Ripleeyyy!"*
-"At least you age well."
Sub-Zero:
-"What a noob."
-"Daddy issues."
-"Why are you so goddamn mean?"
-"Bi-Handsome."
-"Why are your biceps the size of my head?"
-"Wish the mask was a gag."
Scorpion:
-"Hey, hot stuff."
-"Burnin' up~"
-"Is it hot in here or is it just you?"
-"I'd lick the mask."
-"Both at the same time."
-"Get over here! No please, cmere."
Smoke:
-"You are actually the perfect man."
-"Nobody's allowed to be mean to you."
-"Beat the shit out of them."
-"Hi sweetheart~"
-"The actual favorite. Sorry Kung Lao."
-"You did Madame Bo dirty."
-"Nerd."
Kenshi:
-"Love at first sight."
-"I wanna see the rest of the tattoos."
-"How far do your tattoos go down?"
-"Pretty as fuck."
-"Yowza."
-"My type."
-"Yaku-zaddy."
Baraka:
-"Mommy's other favorite!"
-"I'd lick the blood off his teeth."
-"You didn't hear that."
-"Deserved better."
Kitana:
-"I love you."
-"Hot."
-"I would thank her for beating the shit out of me."
Sindel:
-"Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry."
-"I have such bad mommy issues."
-"How come her evil version gets to play with Raiden and I don't?"
Mileena:
-"Literal perfection in Edenian form."
-"I'm in love with you."
-"Empress Mileena~"
-"Gordon Ramsey."
-"Final Fantasy X."
-"Before I die I'm tryna f-"
Nitara:
-"You look like Megan Fox."
-"Jennifer's body bag."
-"Twilight, gore edition."
-"C-Bat."
-"The Little Vampire."
-"She'd be a terrible babysitter."
-"Hey Selene."
-"The vampire movie jokes are getting old."
-"Dead but pretty."
Reptile:
-"I can only manage unholy comments about you."
-"What that tongue do?"
-"The best glow up by far."
-"Both forms."
-"Lizard form can get it."
-"Syzoth."
Ashrah:
-"Do you need a dog? *actually barks*"
-"Twilight Princess."
-"So jealous of both you and Syzoth."
Sonya Blade:
-"Mommy's back."
-"God I missed you."
-"Beat their ass, Blade."
Sektor:
-"The ketchup and mustard joke is funny."
-"Nuts."
Cyrax:
-"Bolts."
-"I'm into robots too."
-"Bot locs go hard."
Khameleon:
-"Like me!"
-"We could be siblings."
-"I can't flirt with you after saying we'd be siblings."
-"F.A.B." (spelled out, means fuck ass bob)
-"Gender? Never knew her."
Stryker:
-"Really?"
-"*makes pig noises*"
-"Love a man in uniform."
-"No idea who this was initially."
Shao Kahn:
-"Yeah. I could climb it."
-"He can get it."
-"Pretty bitch says what?"
-"My type."
-"Big."
-"Now that's a man that could ride."
-"Yeah.......*yeah"* (said in a very blatantly horny tone)
-"Kotal looked cooler."
-"Horny!"
-"Hey handlebars~"
Shang Tsung:
-"Bundle of sticks!"
-"You're so lucky you're drop dead gorgeous."
-"Redemption arc."
-"The bitch."
-"Toxic by Britney Spears."
-"He's back?"
-"No."
-"Okay maybe-"
-"Asshole says what?"
-"Mortal Kombaaatttt dodododododo-"
Havik:
-"I'm into it."
-"Final Destination."
-"He's the coolest Kombatant."
-"Khaos incarnate."
-"Resident Evil."
Motaro:
-"I'm a Sagittarius!"
-"Oh he's not a centaur?"
-"What are you?"
-"Liu Kang was so right to bring you back."
-"Fuck with the bull, get the horns."
Shujinko:
-"Deadass thought you were Shang Tsung."
-"No seriously are you and Shang Tsung related?"
-"Shu-plinko?"
-"Pachinko."
-"Shu-what? Who are you?"
Geras:
-"Yes!"
-"The literal best."
-"Dad AND daddy vibes."
-"The coolest."
-"Guardian of Time."
-"Timestopper."
Li Mei:
-"I had no clue who you were at first."
-"One and done."
-"Li Mei I take your hand in marriage?"
-"She deserved better."
Tanya:
-"You and Mileena are perfect."
-"Wife material."
-"So happy you're back."
Quan Chi:
-"Another redemption arc?"
-"I still don't forgive you."
-"Quan Chi-huahua."
Ermac:
-"I'm so fucking glad you're back."
-"JERROD?!"
-"We are Legion."
-"We are many, you are one." (said in a mocking tone)
Jax Briggs:
-"Nice."
-"The best."
-"Only you, Jax."
-"Captain~"
Frost:
-"Ooohhh that's chilly!"
-"Titsicles."
-"Ice to see you."
-"Let it go."
Homelander:
-"Why are you here?"
-"Okay, you're kinda cool."
Omniman: (she can't stand him)
-"Omni-boy."
-"God, you're annoying."
-"Invincible, yeah right."
-"D'vorah's cooler."
-"Kal-el."
-"Clark Kent."
-"I bet people make edits of you beating the shit of me cause I like to insult you."
Reiko:
-"Reiko's Island."
-"Who're you again?"
-"Dork."
-"Shao's lapdog."
Cove:
-"Hey that's me!"
-"You coulda just played Shang Tsung or Shujinko."
-"Best choice."
-"I'm hotter than you."
-"You picked THAT outfit?"
-"The coolest bitch here."
-"Candle Cove."
-"No, not Pirate's Cove."
-"Please pick Kung Lao for the Kameo."
-"Changeling."
-"Fae fire fantasy."
-"I can steal your name AND your face."
-"Cooler than Shang Tsung."
-"Big balls!"
-"Bigger tits."
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scribblewriting65 · 1 year
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Owl House Finale
Holy shit, I wish I could cry. It was...beautiful. The contrasting colors from start to end, the action and writing were great for the reunions. The Ending, with Demon Luz? FUCK. YEAH. The Smooth animation is back for one last hurrah, and it was AWESOME. Seeing Belos burn was something beautiful and cathartic. And we got full lip kisses for both Lumity and Willow's dads!
There are hints of Alador/Darius, Huntlow is strong, with Willow being a Flyer Derby Player and Hunter being a Palisman carver, and they made a small gravestone for Flapjack. The love is real, y'all!
We got a major time skip, and it's beautiful!! Luz is studying wild magic for her (every) college major, Eda is the headmaster of the Wild Magic academy (complete with a hook hand), Gus teaches about Humans, and Lilith helped rebuild the library, with a Harpy form! Amity looked both beautiful and kickass with her adult design.
Surprisingly, the biggest issue in pacing was really only for about the first 20 or so minutes. Once Belos started infecting the Isles (Looking deadass like Halo's Flood), the pace was nicely handled.
Oh yeah, I forgot! Raine has a cute little fox Palisman, and Hunter made a bluejay one!
Luz met the Titan in the Between Realm (where her Demon form came from), and while she lost it for a time, King has his own glyph language that's emerging! She'll be able to do it again someday!
Seriously, Luz's Demon Form and the final fight were BAD. ASS.
Seriously, what a finale. The colors, pacing, writing were all great (and they even believably redeemed The Collector!). Yeah the beginning was a bit quick, but other than that it was awesome.
Overall, 9.5/10. I love The Owl House so, so much, and the heart Dana and her crew showed here proved exactly why. I wish I could cry, cause goddamn. Thank you, @danaterrace​, Alex Hirsch and crew, for everything. What started as a time killer quickly became a valued treasure, greater than any gold I’ve seen, and it’s been both a pleasure, and an honor to see the show grow as it did.
Whatever the future holds, we’ll keep the Titan’s heart beating, and the Boiling Isles will always be home. Onward to new adventures!!
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gaymer-hag-stan · 5 months
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Inspired by fistsofcarnage's post found here:
I decided to share my own opinion on the Tekken 8 base roster while we wait for its release!
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A more detailed ranking:
Favourites
1. Nina Williams - My Queen since c. 2005
2. Jun Kazama - I really really missed her
3. Lili - Crazy rich girl? Love it
4. Zafina - Weird spider / scarecrow / praying mantis Egyptian lady? Of course I love her
5. Azucena Milagros Ortiz Castillo - La Reina del cafe is looking GREAT
6. Jin Kazama - Him and Hwoarang have been my main "men allowed on the upper tiers" for a while now
7. Ling Xiaoyu - My love for Xiao is a relatively more recent development but she's a queen alright
8. Hwoarang - Angery kick boi. You love to see it
Love (?) Is a strong word to describe my feelings for the following but I like them alright and maybe even played as them in past Tekken games
9. King - I mean it's king
10. Shaheen - A huge downgrade over his Tekken 7 design, still cool
11. Asuka Kazama - Asuka had tons of potential for me but her one-sided rivalry with Lili and them being positioned as the main female rivalry of the series for a while now (I wonder if it has anything to do with them being teenagers~) has kinda damaged her characterisation a bit for me. She's kinda there for Lili to have something to play with nowadays rather than being her own character. I still like her but nowhere near the amount I liked her in her Tekken 5 era.
12. Steve Fox - Steve is cool. He's okay.
Like
13. Lee Chaolan - This is such a weird redesign... Lee is so extra and fun but I can't stand the new look.
14. Yoshimitsu - Yoshimitsu is Yoshimitsu
15. Reina - Kinda basic but cute
16. Leo Kliesen - Kinda basic but cute
17. Lars - Kinda basic
Neutral / Dislike - My phone and also Tumblr only had an orange-y yellow marker so I merged these two together
18. Victor Chevalier - French James Bond Ninja Noctis Samurai looks kinda cool
19. Raven - I liked Master Raven more
20. Claudio Serafino - I liked him back when he was revealed but he ultimately became too forgettable for me
21. Devil Jin - Edgier Jin. Whatevs
22. Alisa Bosconovitch - Sex slave robot modelled after an old man's dead teenage daughter that a middle-aged man has the hots for will never not be creepy
23. Leroy Smith - Meh
24. Kuma - Even bigger meh, and I'm also still mad that both him and the other fucking bear keep taking up TWO slots but Christie being playable alongside Eddy in Tekken 7 was such a ludicrous idea for Namco
25. Marshall Law - I liked his Tekken 4 / 5 moustached look more. Him gulping all the fucking steroids in the world between Tekken 7 and 8 was not a wise choice
Hate
26. Panda - Read Kuma's entry. She's lower than him because she looks weirder now and I think both look weird when they put clothes on them but she looks weirder this time
27. Kazuya Mishima - Too boring
28. Bryan Fury - Too ugly, boring and loud
29. Paul Phoenix - Too ugly and boring, and also he looks his worst in this redesign
30. Sergei Dragunov - Too boring and ugly but at least he's fun to play with
31. Feng Wei - Too ugly and loud
32. Jack-8 - It's a JACK unit... All these redesigns and upgraded models and Jane still hasn't figured out how to not make him look fucking ridiculous
I'm still missing Anna Williams, Christie Montero and (mum) Kunimitsu. I hope Anna at least fucking makes it as Christie is probably gonna be left out in favour of Eddy again and since they introduced a younger, cutesier and more boring version of Kunimitsu in the form of her daughter I don't think we're ever seeing her again.
I wouldn't mind seeing Katarina return either, Miguel's chest is always nice to look at and I'm DEFINITELY on the Lucky Chloe did nothing wrong camp! I also think that over the years I've grown more fond of Forest than Marshall but unless his dad's liver stops working from all the extra steroids he took I don't see him making it back until the next Tag Tournament
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squeeee dragon! dragon! cute baby dragon! its so cute, you did such a great job drawing him!
more deets on obsidian please? also!! ansa's interactions w him!
I love Obsidian so much ofc I’ll talk abt him 😭
>she found the egg after a puzzle that required blood, and he was in a furnace. Seems like the cult was trying and failing to hatch him. His egg was smooth and shiny as obsidian, hence his name. Ansa just carried it at first thinking it might be important but quickly learned she couldn’t get rid of it and kept staring at it, turning it over, and gently talking to it. The guild, understandably, thought she was crazy bc they all thought it was just a stupid rock
>egg turns super hot when hatching except to its parents so when brynolf tried to grab it it burned his hand. He still has a slight scar from it that obsidian seems apologetic abt even tho none of them were sure how he could know or how sentient he is
>he’s a little menace as a baby. If Ansa isn’t holding him he will begin crying and wailing like he’s being killed and rip up anything he can reach so. No super important stealthy missions for Ansa for a while
>he has black scales and red horns and eyes!
>loves to ride on her shoulder or in her traveling bag
>when the Helgen attack happens he’s very excited to see his dad and refused to GET BACK IN THE FUCKING BAG
>his first shout is ‘fus’ after Ansa learns it, followed by ‘yol’
>was bottle fed at first b4 moving on to basically eating anything. He loves salmon and apples the most but loves trying to catch dragonflies more
>the second Delphine sees him she knows he’s a dragon and wants to kill him so I imagine she’ll be a problem later on
>begins speaking common like a toddler around the 2 year mark which will. Deffo freak Ansa out as her baby learns full sentences
>obsidian insists on sleeping on Ansa. Even if she tosses and turns he Will find a way
>likes being held like a human baby bc his mom looks human so obv he should be held like humans hold their babies
>Delvin keeps feeding him scraps even tho Ansa told him not to.
>tries to dig up dragon burial mounds if Alduin hasn’t gotten to them yet
>technically has a supernatural sense of where both of his parents are but he’s a crybaby and if his mom is not with him 24/7 he IS going to throw a tantrum. So he could basically function as an alduin detector
>he can’t swim yet :( he wants to swim with his feral mom who catches fishies for him bare handed in her underwear like the freak she is
>actually rly likes foxes and wants to play w them. They don’t feel the same way tho. This I just think is funny bc shor and foxes. Yknow
>loves gold. He wants to learn to pickpocket like his mom, but he doesn’t have hands so it is pretty difficult. He WILL steal stuff from markets tho. Mama is in the thieves guild ofc he thinks stealing is okay
>loves giving kisses. He’s a very sweet boy
>one time ate a bee and his cheek swelled up. Odahviing who is traveling w them found this hilarious. Ansa nearly strangled him for laughing at her baby. He did not eat bees after that but quickly formed plans on how to weaponize hives in combat if he ever needed to
>this is a spoiler but comes up quickly and is hinted at a lot: Ansa is the reincarnation of obsidian’s birth mom and Alduin’s mate. Alduin is stupid in denial abt this, bc ew mortal, even tho he knows a dragon egg can’t hatch unless one of its parents is incubating it and taking care of it
>related to this and also still a spoiler: obsidian’s uncle is Odahviing!! Alduin’s mate and Odahviing were clutch mates (after getting older most dragons normally just consider Akatosh their father and choose to ignore true sibling bonds above all else) and he finds Ansa pretty quickly and goes in human disguise to travel with her. Bc it’s funny and feels bad to leave his reborn sister with a baby alone if Alduin is gonna throw a tantrum and be stubborn abt it. I’m looking forward to these parts
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