#and i don't know if i would be as madly and completely obsessed if i didn't see it in person

[annon-secretcave]

Sonadow, Sonamy...

OK so we all know that there's a civil mid-joke war inside the Sonic Fandom about preferences between Sonadow and Sonamy, right?

And yeah I don't care barely at all about ships or ship wars and stuff, and everyone can have their opinion! But as someone who loves to relate the lore to everything because autism I really like analyzing things and it helps me understand everything better, I thought to maybe give all the canon/non-emotions related stuff to explain how these relationships, friends or something more (spoiler alert, something more does not exist in canon), work inside canon and how they would work in the far future.

REMINDER THAT THIS WILL NOT SIDE WITH EITHER SIDE MUCH UNTIL THE END ("In my humble opinion..." part)

THERE'S ALSO AN ANALYSIS! But at the end, since it's more of a personal analysis that is not fully factual, just a study of the characters.

Yeah so here it goes...

(Everything with a "*" means that it will be explained at the end with the more "sonic" stuff, less related to the ship.)

Sonamy

Realistically, Amy was created to be more of "just an addition to the Sonic team" with more female representation. She started off as just Sonic's girlfriend or love interest, even though he never showed as much interest for her as she did for him. In short, her interest in him did show since she made her first appearance, clearly showing that that would be the main or most shown romantic relationship in the franchise.

At the beginning, she was completely a Sonic fangirl and had much interest in him, specifically shown in shows or some comics... but as they realized the potential of the character, they stopped making her whole reason to be there sonic, changing it slightly, but still firing the character. This also meant that they stopped making her be "madly in love" or that interested in sonic, who was never interested in the first place. This, outside of the franchise is clearly the creators noticing the potential of a character with a heart as big as Amy's, but inside of the franchise it was probably her maturing (going from typical teenage romance-obsessed phase to just a normal crush), which was (ok this one thing is my opinion, yeah...) a big improvement to the character, to give her a story, more personality...

Now, about the ship itself... Sonamy has always been one-sided, or at least in most cases. And this had been stated and was seen clearly throughout the franchise (ok realistically I did not watch sonic boom but that one is not really canon in the main story which is the one that I am talking about). At first, maybe it was not shown in a very modern or uh... less obvious way... but listen the 90's are the 90's ok. but they showed it nonetheless. So, respectfully, Sonamy has not been canon from both sides clearly in most of the canon storyline.

Sorry Sonamy shippers...

(further study of this ship is after Sonadow, but that is a more personal review so I understand if you are not so interested)

(I'd add a single picture of these two but all I can find is FANART...)

Sonadow

So yeah I think we can all accept that no matter how gay it looks we have no proof that they are canon with facts and from a less biased point of view...

We have Sonic's line "I heart you too, Shadow" hope that's enough to feed ya xd

Nah but seriously there is an analysis to these two, it's just not that based in facts and hints like Sonamy had.

The analysis...

Now that the factual part has been explained, let's see this from a more Sonic POV, okay?

Sonic

Sonic is a character that likes to do everything, achieve everything, and be the fastest. His quote is quite literally "Gotta go fast". Of course, in a relationship, he would, not only be interested in, but also need, someone who can "keep up", as toxic as that sounds. He does not really need someone as fast as him, just someone that he can trust to be there by his side at every fight (or most of them), someone who will be at his level enough to fight by his side, otherwise it would be too dangerous. Something else that I've noticed is that the ones he is closest with, or has shown more attachment towards, are also people that can keep him with his feet on the ground, people that know when and how to say "You are not going to do this" and convince him, or, people to just keep him company and remind him who he is when he forgets (and, hey, it's Sonic, he also likes to have a few laughs).

As coincidental as that sounds, being able to both keep up and slow him down are traits that both characters mentioned earlier fulfil (yeah maybe Shadow more specifically... but shut up this is also supportive for Sonamy shippers ok LET THEM BE HAPPY LET THEM ALL BE HAPPY)

In any case, Sonic is a free-spirited supersonic hedgehog that will go wherever he wants whenever he wants, he helps people that are in trouble if he has the chance, and will fight and laugh alongside people who were once, currently are, or have tried to keep up. But being in a relationship itself is more effort than occasional visits, and Sonic knows that; he will be in a relationship with someone that can "keep up" and stand by him for the good of both of them. Obviously, he will also give, put in the effort to make the relationship work, but he knows who, when he gives 50, can give back 50, and those are people that will keep up with his adventures.

In my opinion... (the logic of the analysis applied to my train of thought, this is more biased from now on)

Sonamy

I understand why people see these two as a cute couple. Honestly, it makes sense. She does fulfil most of the traits and he does fulfil many of her expectations, from what I have seen of her...

But it's the keeping up part. Amy is a kind, warm hedgehog who loves nature and loves protecting nature. I have always had the feeling that, at some point (when she's a young adult probably), she would get a small house, near a natural area, where all her friends are, and stay there to protect them in that area. She would stay in one place that would fully grow on her and she would spend all her life there, protecting what she wishes to fight for and taking care of nature, as well as some visits every now and then to her friends if they are far away.

Sonic does not seem to like physical affection too much, except for certain moments with certain people, and the way Amy keeps asking for affection might make him uncomfortable or even bore him most of the time. In a relationship? It might just bore Sonic too much, and Amy would not change to much anyway...

I have never been a fan of the concept of a one-sided ship, due to how toxic it can be. But there is something about the way that Amy, even with her crush, respects Sonic's boundaries, that makes me feel like this is the one single one-sided ship I find interesting and perfect as it is. Sonic is not uncomfortable with her, on the contrary, he enjoys spending time with her a lot, but when she goes to a more romantic mode, he does seem more uncomfortable in most cases.

Plus... this one small part is way more of a personal opinion, but Amy staying single and possibly being a single mother feels very in-character and sweet.

Sonadow

Shadow. As cryptic as he chooses to be at times, he has shown that he cares about Sonic before, which for the character, someone who lost everything in a person who meant the universe to him, is quite a lot. He has been open- or as open as he can be- with Sonic before, which clearly makes their friendship-rivalry slightly more different that his relationship with other people. Shadow's only "problem" is that at times he cannot express himself well.

They respect each other, even if they don't always show it. They care about each other, and even admire some actions the other does. Their rivalry is not toxic, it's just competitive.

Shadow does have the traits that Sonic would be most interested in, like Amy, but in his case, he is less feeling, but he can definitely keep up and even slow Sonic down. He has followed him when he thought he could put the world or himself in dagger multiple times, but he has not shown that well his ability to encourage Sonic (yeah no he has his own way with words and that way is not saying anything, much less to someone with Sonic's high self-esteem)

Sonic loves excitement and enjoying life to the last minute, doing everything that might sound extreme just for fun. He has always admired Shadow's power and angry determination, and found him and his powers amazing, even if he won't admit it. Shadow doesn't mind living extreme situations at all, apparently even enjoying certain activities that involve the excitement of a battle of any kind. Sonic finds that part of Shadow fun to mess with, and Shadow either doesn't care or is barely angry, but actually, in a way, enjoys having someone to fight or just spend time with that won't push any emotional talk or physical signs of affection too much.

Apart from that, my pov again for the future, both of them could make great parents, and their relationship in a family could be interesting since they already act like a married couple xd but then again, Sonic does not seem like the kind of person who will just have a kid unless something "eye-opening" or lifechanging happens to him.

Conclusion

But then again this is just an analysis that would be in case he would settle with either of them for life, so it might not be the best if we are just keeping them with their current age or a bit older xd

Plus, this is more related to their personalities, facts and lore... since I'm not the most adequate to judge how romantic and other kinds of attraction work haha (aroace nation rISE)

Also, as un-biased as this is, this still has a bit of personal opinion, so don't take it too canon and stuff

And remember everyone had the right to have their own opinions, even if we don't like them. Respect everyone and their opinions! They aren't hurting anyone anyway, right? (unless it's something highly immoral or just straight up not legal worldwide)

So yeah, at the end of the day, it doesn't matter if you ship Sonamy, Sonadow or something else, we're all just having fun after all, and if you insult people's opinion you're just being the angry bully in the playground who steals toys and breaks them because it's fun for them, a bitch.

Sonic's got 2 hands after all, ammaright

(this is totally official art trust not al all made in 2 minutes in board with a mouse)

#sonadow #sonamy #sth #this took a bit longer to upload I forgot for a sec xd

[elspeth-catton]

i'm so so sorry to the people that didn't get to see saltburn in theaters because imo it was truly the best way to watch it

feeding off of the energy of all the other people in a packed theater, it feels SO much more voyeuristic with strangers sitting right next to you in a dark room with all your senses heightened, the soft gasps, the shocked laughs, people mumbling "what the fuck" to their movie partner next to them under their breath, i cannot describe the high i got off of seeing it in theaters

the genuine goosebumps i had from the soundtrack in surround sound, from rosamund's gut-wrenching scream, it is just not the same at home

i feel like if you didn't see it in theaters, it's not fair to give it a terrible review because it is really a completely different experience

#saltburn #saltburn 2023 #genuinely i don't think you can get the same thing out of it just from streaming it #and i don't know if i would be as madly and completely obsessed if i didn't see it in person #it is the greatest movie theater experience i've ever had #tomorrow is the official for real last day in theaters and i'm going to miss it so much #there's so many bad takes i'm seeing in the main tag that i think would be fixed if you saw it in theaters idk #but also i really don't want to debate with people how good i think it is if you disagree with me you can just block me it's fine

[princessbunnib]

Another Round?

König |Cod/Mw2|

Summary: You and König decide to take things to the next level and have an intimate moment for the first time.

Pairing: König X Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Smut MDNI, Fluff Smut, Established Relationship, Shy König, First Time Sex, Missionary, Communication, Size Difference, König With Size Kink, Consensual, Come On Body, Reassurance, Sub To Dom König, Switch Reader, Oral |F| Receiving, Girl On Top, Degrading, König Overly Apologizing, Overstimulation At End.

Author's Note: I'm so in love with König it's not funny.

PT2 Here:

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König watched you while you zoned out to the current song on your play list. It was a love song you were madly obsessed with. The vocals and lyrics spoke to you on a different level. Your eyes were closed while you hummed along with every cord and buzz from the beat. A heavy sigh of relief leaving your lips.

He sat quietly behind you on the couch, staring at you in awe. The two of you have been together for two years now.

For the most part, it's been completely normal. Either of you has yet to initiate sex with the other. It's not that much of a big deal to you though. Not having sex with him so quickly has made you appreciate the time you two share on the platonic end of the relationship.

König is too nervous to even think about showing affection to you in public. He knows you want to take things to the next level and it's eating him up inside.

What if you got bored with him and wanted to break up before things even even get started.

You were too into your mind to realize König was siting behind you. You then stumbled on his feet and fell onto his lap. His face rised in temperature, now becoming hotter than normal. His hands were sweating, he tried to wipe them on his sweatpants but couldn't get himself to move.

"Sorry I didn't even realize you were still here-" You nervously laughed off the situation and tried to get up. König's hands moved to your hips, holding you in place. He clearly wasn't thinking.

The simple sight of you enjoying something was making him feel certain things about you. Your smile was always something he looked forward to. Especially when you would smile with him. He could relax around you and not be so on edge. You didn't singlehandedly diminish his anxiety all together, but you were something he could focus on rather than entertaining the things in his head.

"Oh don't apologize- you were clearly enjoying yourself..." He said.

You looked into his light eyes and refused to focus on anything else. His eyes were so pretty, you loved eye contact with him, mainly because that was one of the things he valued as affection. You turned yourself around completely on his lap and straddled him.

Your hips began to move as you could feel him under you through your shorts. You put your arm around the back of his neck and held his cheek leaning in for a kiss. He tensed up and grabbed your wrist to stop you. You then got up from his lap and crossed your arms looking away in embaressment.

"Shit I'm sorry... I should have asked if you were comfortable with it." You stated regretting your decision.

"It's not your fault- I'm really freaking out on the inside because I don't want to mess things up. I keep thinking about how our first time would go so I'm overthinking it nearly all the time."

"König you're not going to mess up... and our first time doesn't have to be forced, we should just let it happen... I love you." You said as he stood up. To stop himself from playing with his fingers he put them in his pockets to seem more confident while standing in front of you.

"Really? So you're not loosing interest in me because it's been two years that we've been together and we still haven't had sex yet?" He questioned. His voice spiking in pitch as it cracked.

"No... I assumed you wouldn't like it... I also didn't want to pressure you into something you didn't want." You spoke softly in a reassuring tone.

"Oh right. I probably have been giving mixed signals... I do want to have sex with you. I hope I didn't make you feel bad at any time."

"It's alright... I want to have sex with you too..." You smiled, pulling him down so you could kiss him.

König then lifted you up from with no problem and held you tightly to not drop you. You were slightly nervous considering how high you were. He groaned breaking the kiss and tossed you over his shoulder, walking up the stairs and holding your hips to keep you still.

He wasn't usually rough with you because he was scared of hurting you. König was aware of his size and strength and thought of you as fragile when it came down to it.

But tonight he wanted to throw everything out of the window and make his first time with you a night to remember.

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König laid you on the bed being extra careful. You looked up at him wondering what his next move would be, he tried to stand over you but you pulled him down. Wanting to stay closer.

You've been itching for this moment to happen. So many opertunites hanging over your head like a carrot to a bunny.

You could tell that he was in his head rather than being present. The two of you stared at eachother for longer than necessary. "What do you want to do to me?" You asked finally breaking the silence.

"I'm not sure? Uhm... kiss you?" He said unsure within his decision.

"Then do it... please?" You encouraged, placing your arms around his neck. König then began to kiss your neck and cheeks, taking his time before kissing your lips.

You held his face and closed your eyes focusing on the soft feeling of his lips on yours, your legs locking around his waist. He groaned into your mouth desiring to feel even closer to you. His body was warm, tension building in his sweatpants as he faught against his feral fantasies to bite into your neck without asking.

Just the smell of you was sending him over the edge. He couldn't just shake this feeling away. "What else? Tell me what to do... I want to make you feel good Y/n. Can I?" He said speaking desperately onto your neck.

You let out a moan feeling his gentle breath. He then looked at you, confusion riddled on his red face. "Did I make you do that?" He asked receiving a nod as response.

He got off of you so you could move how you wanted. You then pulled your shirt off revealing your bare chest as you werent wearing a bra. His eyes widened and averted from your naked norso. He's seen you naked before, only the times that he accidently walked in on you when you were showering that is.

"König?" You asked softly. He looked at you once more, covering his mouth to keep his groans to himself. His eyes glued to your face.

"You can look at me, I'm not going to be upset by it... just relax okay?" You stated, standing up and walking up to him. He looked down at you watching you take his shirt off and drop it to the floor.

He leaned down to you, allowing you to hold his face and bring him to the bed.

"Sorry I'm really nervous- I don't know how I'm supposed to act right now..."

"It's alright, just keep your eyes on me... do you want to touch my breasts?" You suggested bringing attention to your chest. "Yeah... I've always wanted to... they're so perfect..." He said before holding your breasts in his hand, squeezing them gently and allowing his imagination to run free. Your small moans of pleasure encouraged him even more, you then turned you two over and straddled him as he laid back onto the bed.

"Yeah? They're perfect? What else? Tell me how much you find me attractive."

"Uhm- alright... I think they're really pretty? Also very warm and... uhm... I love the way they feel in my hands?" He said saying the first things that came to mind.

"Mhmm... you're hands are so big you know, you yourself is actually really big... you make me feel so small and helpless... I need you to protect me~"

"R-really? It's not a bad thing? I'm always thinking that I'll hurt you on accident..." He asked lifting a brow in confusion.

"Of course not... you aren't technically hurting me if I ask you to do it..." You smiled holding his hands on your chest.

He tensed up and held onto your waist. Your hips were moving back and forth grinding on his lap, his cock begining to stand up underneath his sweats. You could feel him getting more and more aroused, you couldn't wait to be able to do further activity rather than looking.

You praising him on his build soothed his mind. His eyes watching your breasts move lightly while you placed your hands on his knees. Your lips opening to moan his name again, hips moving faster and lewdly moaning.

"I need you König... please... I've been waiting for so long... I want you inside of me... I want us to stare into eachothers eyes... while I moan your name louder than I am now..."

Seeing this different side of you was shocking. You've felt this way about him the whole time throughout the relationship? Konig couldn't believe you. You were having the same fantasies as him.

Only difference is that he was too shy to come clean about it.

"Y/n I didn't know you felt this way about me... I'm really hard right now... and seeing your chest while you grind on my lap isn't helping."

"Yeah? So what do you want to do about it? Do you want to fuck me as much as I want to fuck you-" You leaned down to him speaking into his ear mid sentence. "Or would you rather us watch a movie together and act like this never happened?"

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König kissed your breasts and glided his lips on your nipples. You had one hand on the back of his head while covering your mouth with the other. He looked up at you trying to see if you were into it, your silence had worried him a bit. "How am I doing? Do you like it?" He asked. You nodded pushing his head into your chest, he took this opportunity to suck on one of your nipples, using his large hand to play and squeeze the other.

You bucked your pelvis onto him, turning on even more as he gently bit on the sensitive tissue.

"Go lower..."

He kissed down your chest carefully leading to your stomach, his hands rubbing you down while he continued to stare at you. Trying to figure out if you liked it.

You did nothing but whimper and squirm. The tension was too much, rushing him wouldn't be the best decision but you could only deal with this tingling sensation inbeween your legs for so long.

He took your panties off of you without thinking. You spread your legs apart for him allowing a much clear view. Your clit throbbing while the cold air engulfed the small bundle of nerves. He guided his finger along your lips collecting the sticky juices and put his fingers together. Wathcing the stream of clear arousal coat his skin.

"You're so wet..." He softly spoke in awe.

"Yes I know- touch me more... come on, I'm so needy for you..." You whimpered desperately, your eyes meeting with his while he held your thighs preparing himself to swallow you whole.

He swiped his tongue inbetween your slick lips, he moaned at the taste and began to suck on your clit. His tongue flicking back and forth and swirling around in a circle. You moaned bucking your hips onto his mouth, your thighs closing onto his head keeping him still while you used him.

Your arms had moved in all directions. You couldn't handle yourself as he continued to look up at you and hum your name while his mouth was full. His glare was intoxicating. You desired all of him tonight. Your pent up sex drive for him could finally be released.

"Yess~♡ K-König please~ Oh fuck..." You softly cried his name out as the arousal settled briefly. The amount of pleasure was just enough, your hands ran through his hair back arching and voice becoming higher in pitch.

All he could do was watch you in admiration. You were all he wanted to focus on. You looked absolutely breathtaking while moaning and throwing your head back. He used the wet underside of his tongue and swished it side to side seeing how you'd react. You whimpered again and pulled on the sheets, crying out in pleasure.

Okay. That was a good response. That was an amazing response actually. He couldn't believe he was doing such a good job.

He let go of your thighs and held your waist, you nodded feeling yourself about to come just from his mouth alone. You held his hands with yours and pressed your lips together, bucking your hips further on his tongue.

"Please~♡ just like that... it feels amazing..."

There wasn't enough air circulating through König's nose for him to breath correctly. So he lifted his head from your thighs, panting heavily like a dog needing water after a long walk.

"Am I doing a good job? I know you're moaning and everything but can you tell me?" He asked looking up at you with dark lustful needy eyes.

"You're doing such a good job for me... you're tongue feels fucking amazing on my clit..." You then put your hand on the back of his head. "Now don't stop, I want to come."

"Anything for you..." He responded before sucking your clit and swirling his tongue in any direction that would pull a reaction from you.

Your conformation of pleasure made him feel more confident. He then held your hips and lifted your lower half off of the bed, placing your legs on his shoulders so you could lock them around his neck. He moaned into you and teased your entrance with his index and middle finger. Letting your juices coat his digits like makeshift lubricant before sliding them into you, instantly being met with your warm spongey insides.

His eyes closed as he steadily breathed, taking cautious shallow breaths so he could keep his face buried inbetween your thighs for longer.

Your stomach caved in, his fingers were just the perfect fit for teasing your much needed climax. His two fingers stretching your cunt, curling inside collecting your semi creamy goodness. He only slid them in at the knuckle to lessen the chances of his hand cramping quickly.

You moaned his name once more. It's like the only word you knew was 'König' you wondered who else he could have been doing this to before you met him. Fuck he was a master at it. His tongue was like gold. Way better than any other sex toy you've used in the past.

He would loudly kiss your clit and nod to you when you'd whimper. Signifying that he understood how good you were feeling. His fingers thrusting into a sensitive area making you scream and cry again.

"Mhmm... I know... you love it so much, yeah?" He encouraged, mentally not believing himself but continued to keep his cool.

"Ahh~♡ yes... yes... haaaf~ König~ I'm almost- there!" You whimpered loudly. Pressing your hands on your stomach.

"Okay... thanks for telling me... I want to make you come so much... you sound like heaven itself..."

"Ohhh Fuck~♡ d-don't say something like that- it's going to make me-"

"Hm? What is it going to do? Come on tell me... I want to know..." He asked encouraging you to speak up by curling his fingers and sliding them in deeper until meeting the base of his hand.

The sloppy sounds of your vagina tightening around him felt like music to his ears. He sucked your clit, flicked his tongue across it and blew air onto it. His tongue drenched with saliva. Making your clit have a slimy texture to it. Your back arched again as your walls clamped down on him. Only to sharply release and cause you to buck your hips forward.

"Going to make me- COME~" You let out a loud slutty moan that of course tied into his name. He nodded more and brought his fingers out of you, rubbing your clit up and down with his slippery digits. Whimpering to mock how you sounded and spoke words of encouragement.

"I know, I know... that's right... focus on me while you come... look at me..." He softly said watching you lazily bring your vision in his direction.

"Mhmm... keep bucking those wonderful hips of yours, that's right Y/n... you sound beautiful while coming for me~"

You covered your face while riding out your orgasm on his fingers. Once the euphoric feeling had settled he let you go and watched you whimper at the loss of contact. He lightly laughed at you, feeling proud that he got you to come so undone for him.

"How did I do?" He asked for reassurance again.

"Amazing. I didn't think you'd be good at this..." You sighed calmly and closed your legs, still feeling weak from the waist down.

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, do you want to go all the way now?" He asked receiving a nod from you.

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König laid on the bed fully declothed while watching you stare at how big he truly was. You swallowed the lump in your throat and climed onto him like he was a high mountain and raised your hips to not touch him. Everything was fun and games until this point. You didn't think you'd be able to fit him inside. König didn't pick up your expression and held you in place, aligning himself with your entrance and pushing his hips into you.

You cried out in pain as he forcfuly penetrated your cervix. Your nails scratching at his skin. Tears gathering in your eyes before falling down your cheeks.

"König stop!- it hurts!" You said hoping he heard you clearly. He looked at your face seeing tears in your eyes and took himself out of you, you got off of him and sighed deeply to calm yourself down.

"I'm sorry? I hurt you didn't I? I wasn't trying to! I was really in the moment and didn't check in with you to see if you were okay- I'm really sorry!" He had rambled on excessively apologizing. His nerves began to rise to the surface causing him to overthink everything he had just done.

You obviously hated him now. He felt awful seeing you cry out for him to stop, his heart beating out of his chest and adrenaline rushing through his body.

"It's okay König I'm fine- I'm okay... just calm down okay? Don't worry... I don't think I can ride you yet... I panicked because of how deep you were..." You said holding his face keeping his eyes on you.

"Are you sure? I swear I didn't mean to do that... I feel bad." He said still having doubts.

"Yes, let's just try a different position okay?" You suggested.

He nodded and watched you get on your back, spreading your legs so he could be inbetween them. He gently held your knees and rubbed your clit with his shaft, watching you melt under him and nod to tell him what he was doing was just right.

"Am I too big for you? Is that why it hurt last time?" He asked making his hands into fists and keeping them on both sides of your head to keep himself up.

"Well yes... when we met I didn't think your height would be a problem... looks like you aren't the only thing that's big..." You nervously laughed to lighten the situation. Staring down watching the tip of his head drip with pre-cum while still being covered by a sheer coat of your insides.

"Oh yeah? Then I guess you won't be able to fit my huge cock inside your pretty little pussy, huh?" He said feeling himself become more confident again. Just seeing you under him looking up at him with your eyes big. Tears dried on your cheeks.

"What? König were is all that coming from?" You giggled. You weren't laughing at him, moreso surprised that he'd even try at dirty talk. And surprised that it was good.

"You don't like it? Sorry, I thought you would-" He said retracting back to his nervous self.

You leaned upwards and crashed your lips into his. Holding his jaw and sliding your tongue into his mouth, tasting yourself from earlier. Letting his lips go with a pull at his bottom lip with your teeth. His face becoming more red by the second.

"I do like it... what else do you have to say?" You asked speaking softly to him and biting your lip. You used your right hand to align his cock with your entrance, he slightly thrusted forward. Prying your hole open for you to become one with him.

"Oh fuck... you feel amazing already..." He moaned pushing forward.

You winced and squirmed. Eyes shutting tightly so you could imagine something else in your mind to not focus on his size.

"Ugh- K-König... it hurts..." You whimpered desperately.

He stopped and looked down at you, seeing your eyes glazed with tears again. "I'm sorry Y/n... I'll stop if you want me to?" He suggested, kissing you all over to hopefully sooth the pain.

"No no- it's fine... it feels like you're in my stomach." You responded.

"That's a good thing right? Please say it's a good thing... I don't think I can pull out now..." He whimpered hoping you'd agree.

"Somewhat? Ugh just kiss me so I don't think about it..." You huffed feeling irritated by the criplingly slow pace.

All you wanted was for him to come out of his shell already and actually use you how he'd liked. You definitely had a thing for him being so huge. You thought he was lying when he told you how tall he was.

But when he had to show you how inconvenient his life is with being so tall, you believed him.

You could feel your walls sucking him in even more when you thought about how he ducks under every doorway to enter a room. The amount of times he's bumped his head on the shower head.

The fact that he has to get his clothes specialty made for him because regular clothes aren't long enough for his limbs, thus making sweatsuits and other loose fitting clothes the only thing he can wear.

He just has to be such a softie who cares so much about you. Why can't he just be rough and take advantage of the situation? He's so big. Why won't he just force himself inside you and degrade you so you can take it?

Or have him mark every inch of your body with bites while abusing your cervix with his massive cock.

The amount of role-playing fantasies that you thought about in your spare time. Him acting like an intruder breaking into the house and the only way to keep you safe is if you let him use you like a pretty little fuck doll. Filling every hole with his come until your whole body was numb.

König moaned and began to rut into you. Your moans engulfing his ears as he placed his hand on your stomach to ease the bulge in it.

You nodded and whimpered loudly as he stretched you out, penetrating deeply with only half of his inches. Fast thrusts making him feel somewhat better than before. When you were on top of him it felt like an internal pain of being stabbed.

"Ahhhm... you've gotten- s-so wet all of a sudden... do I really feel that good?" He questioned himself while moaning more comfortably and attempting to penenteate you with the rest of his inches.

"Ahh- mmm... wait~ slow down..." You cried digging your nails into his muscular back. Now scooting yourself up the bed, attempting to 'run away' from him. He held your face staring into your eyes and kissed your lips. "Okay I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... I'll go slower... I'm sorry... please don't cry..." He softly reassured you while wiping your tears away. Returning to only having half inside. He stared down watching your juices coat him.

It was the most he's ever seen. You felt absolutely incredible around him. His very few past sexual encounters couldn't come close to you.

With the amount of instruction and communication, he felt like he was pleasing you. And hearing you praise him and moan his name was the reward he was itching to receive.

You drove him crazy. He wanted to do utterly disgusting things to you if you'd let him.

"F-fuck you're stretching me out so much... I can't take it~" You squealed placing your hands on chest.

König then grabbed a spare pillow and put it under your hips to make you feel more on an angle. Now lessening the pain for you.

"How's that? Does it still hurt?" He asked scopping your left leg into his right arm.

"A little... but I'll get used to it... other than that, I love it... it's way better than I imagined... so thick... please fuck me... fuck me until I can't take anymore of your cock..."

"Alright... fuck- tell me more... aghh... shit." He moaned speeding up in pace. Moving the bed quicker.

"You're doing an amazing job... I can't stop clenching myself around you... I love your moans, you sound so pretty while fucking me like I belong to you... don't ever stop fucking me...♡" You whimpered in pleasure smiling and pulling him inside.

"O-okay... ngghhh." He began to breath heavily while thrusting faster. Your words encouraged him to go the extra mile. You moaned and wrapped your left arm around the back of his neck, hearing him moan and groan in your ear. Your other hand pressing onto his stomach giving a sorry attempt at trying to slow him down.

He growled and swatted your hand away, thrusting himself deeper inside. Kissing your neck and licking your delicate skin.

"You want me to fuck you like I own you right? Then lay there and fucking take it... fuck you feel so fucking good... your pussy is so wet..."

You acted like what he said hurt your feelings. Your whimpers becoming more soft as you looked away from him. 'Ashamed' that you allowed him to belittle you like that.

Could he read your mind? You didn't even get the chance to tell him you wanted this. He then groaned scooping your other leg into his arms, forcing himself into you in a smooth long motion to not hurt you. Your breasts bouncing giving him something to look at.

"Mhm- you make me so fucking wet... you have no idea how long I've been aching for this... I always would touch myself thinking about you when you're not home... uhh uhhh~♡" You admitted, putting your arms around his neck and moaning in his ear.

"Oh yeah? So you've always been a slut on the inside hm? you fucking bitch... ahhh... you should have already said that sooner. I would have definitely fucked you then..." He desperately responded before biting into your neck.

Yes! Just yes! You were screaming of joy on the inside. He was doing everything perfectly.

Your legs locked around his waist again. You scooped your arms inbewteen his and held his shoulders tightly, your nails digging into him as his thrusts got harder. At this point the penetration felt like you were on cloud nine. Anything that gave you pleasure before couldn't even come close to having sex with him.

His balls slapped against you, the bed hitting the wall and his groans mixing with your whines of pleasure. König was feeling cocky, your moans and praises encouraging him further.

Not to mention your nails scratching his back up pretty bad. He couldn't feel it considering the adrenaline rushing through his body to give him the willpower to show you an outstanding preformence. Aside from that, he did have perfect stamina.

He couldn't take having to ask you if this or that felt good every five seconds.

"Take every inch just like that you fucking bitch... ohh fuck... I don't hear you complaining about how I'm too big now? Just say how much of a slut you are already... you've wanted me to ruin you for so long that it makes you braindead.."

You bit onto your lip not being able to speak. You moaned clenching around him again and cried out his name. König then held your face tightly for you to look at him, now glaring lovingly into your eyes. "Fucking tell me how big you think I am... you're so fuckin' small compared to me... awe look our hands can't even touch fingers..." He teased holding your hand with his.

You moaned pulling him inside and letting go of him holding his wrists in your hands. "Ughhh I can't fit anymore of you inside my tight pussy~♡ you're so fucking big I won't be able to walk straight after this-"

"König please toss around like an object. Take advantage of me! You're so strong... it's not like I would fight back... don't even ask to change positions- just fucking turn me in any way you want because I'm yours and no one else's... fuck I've been waiting so long for you to fuck me senseless, now it's finally happening- you make me so happy~♡"

König moaned and closed his eyes tightly, he lifted you up from the bed and held you tightly, bringing you over to the wall and pinning you to it while ramming himself into you. You cried in pleasure rolling your eyes back and clenching around him yet again. A whoreish smile plastered on your face signifying you were really enjoying yourself.

"I'm so close Y/n~ aghh... where do you want me to come?" He asked whimpering softly while pinning your wrists to the wall so he could hold your hands.

"C-come on my stomach~" You begged.

You grabbed his hand with yours and brought it to your neck, whimpering for him to choke you. "Please choke me while you come~ I want to pass out... ahhh please K-König~♡"

"Fuck you're such a come drunk slutty whore for me... you should have told me you were a whore... I can't get enough of your pathetic little pussy around my cock... take me in like this is the last time I'll ever touch you..."

You could feel yourself getting lightheaded as he applied pressure to your throat and on the sides of your neck. You whimpered looking into his eyes once he stopped, biting your lip and moaned his name again.

"Yess- y-yess I'm a whore~ I'M YOUR FUCKIN' WHORE~♡"

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König let your back rest on his chest while he bounced you up and down his shaft. Holding your thighs in his hands and singlehandedly having the strength to lift you up on his own. Your right arm hooked around his neck as you rested your head on his shoulder whimpering softly.

He didn't want to be rough with you while the two of you were near finish. He loved you too much to call you out of your name for too long. He was a natural softie on the inside after all. He kissed your neck and moaned into your skin, feeling you clamp around him.

"You're so beautiful... I love you so much Y/n... I want to stay like this forever... you mean so much to me... so special and perfect just for me..."

"Uhhh ughh... I love you too König... you did so well tonight, please I want to come again..."

He then turned you around for you to face him. Holding your face to keep your eyes on him. The knot in your stomach about to burst as your lustrous desire from early had just came true. You both moaned in unison together, he slammed you down onto him once more before pulling out of you quickly and used your hand to pump up and down his shaft. You looked up at him with helpless eyes while rubbing your clit.

He moaned your name encouraging you to get both of you off. "You're hands are so pretty... fuck you can't even jerk all of me off... it just keeps slipping out of that little hand... it's so fuckin huge isn't it?"

"Mhmm... you're way bigger than any guy I've been with... you're the only one who can bring the slut out of me... please come on me... I need to be sticky with your come."

"Fuck... keep your hand still... ohhh mmm- Just like that Y/n... just like that~ I love youuu~♡ Thank you for letting me fuck you- Thank Youuuu!"

You nodded keeping his eyes on you and pumping faster. Using your hand to rub his sensitive head and gently squeeze it. He groaned fucking his hips into your hand. The soft warm feeling of your skin messaging his shafy over and over. He moaned a few more 'I Love You's' before his hips loosened up and was followed with his thick load showering all over your toros.

Covering your stomach, belly button, breasts and chest. He whimpered finally reaching climax and watched you as you sighed heavily to catch your breath.

He had remembered that you didn't come yet and quickly pulled your hips up into his embrace, imidiently sucking your clit and fingering you, moaning into your legs and staring down at you.

"Come on... come for me... please Y/n come for me... I'm so sorry, next time we'll come together... come on... just come one last time and we can stop..." He desperately spoke quickly trying to encourage you.

"Ahhhh ahhhh Okay~ König~" You nodded covering your face in embaressment.

"Yeah? Say name... don't fuckin' forget it... you're so beautiful... your eyes drunk with lust as I suck your precious little clit... oh I can tell how badly it's aching for me..."

You could feel his come sliding down your body. The cold substance playing a hand in your orgasm. You closed your eyes and pulled the sheets, making the corners of them pull off and leave the mattress bare. You cried louder and bucked your hips on his tongue getting yourself off.

"Mhm... Mhmmm... mhmmm... come for me... mhmmm." He hummed aggressively forcing you to get off just by the vibrations.

König keeled down and let you lay back onto the bed. He scooped you up into his arms still sucking on your clit, slobbering on it, shaking his face in it and slurping up everything swallowing your juices slowly savoring your taste.

You threw your head back and tried to move him from your legs but he refused to do so. You cried out his name feeling the knot explode. It felt like fireworks had just went off in your mind as the tingling feeling traveled through all parts of your body.

Beginning inbetween your thighs and floding all the way to the ends of your fingertips and toes. He continued to suck and slurp you up. Humming staring at you while your whole body shook.

"Ahhhh ahhh stopp~ I can't take it... it feels too good~ Oh please please please stoopppp!" You begged begining to cry and hide your face again.

"Hmmm hmm? Mhmm?" He hummed a random response to mess with you.

Your mouth watering, tongue hanging out of your mouth as he kept going. Fuck what on earth had gotten into him. You tried to push him away once more but instead had your wrists snatched up and pinned to the bed. He glared up at you, finally letting your clit go but flicking his tongue back and forth and blowing on it watching your hips buck to hopefully catch another swipe of his tongue.

And with that he finally let you go. He watched your entrance clamp and pull on air. A stream of your arousal dripping down onto the sheets. He kissed your clit one more time before laying down next to you and sighing heavily in relief.

You looked at him, mind fuzzy and overdtimulated. You weren't aware if you orgasmed again but the feeling of pleasure never settled down. You then hugged his arm and sighed in relief as well.

He groaned pulling you onto him, not caring about the mess he made on your body. Your chest pressing onto his.

He caressed the back of your head and kissed your forehead. Hearing you hum softly in response while resting your face into his neck. Signaling that you were satisfied with his outstanding preformence.

"Do you want to go again?" He simply stated after all that happened.

#cod zombies #mask kink #smut #cod mw22 #codmw2022 #mw2 #mw2 2022 #warzone #konig #konig x reader #konig x you #konig mw2 #könig #könig mw2 #könig cod #könig x reader

[sourlove]

My In-Laws ~ Part II of 'My Mistake' YANDERE TODOROKI SHOTO

TW: OBSESSION, DELUSION, MENTIONED ARSON, IMPLIED VIOLENCE, MENTIONS OF MAFIA AND GANG ACTIVITIES

A/N: This is a quirkless AU so the Todoroki family isn't as fucked up. Touya never left but Enji is still lowkey an asshole. Also sorry this took a while, haven't been feeling very well.

READ PART 1 HERE

You should have gone to law school like your mom wanted you to. You had such a bright future. Now here you were, dressed to the nines, heading to an event you had no business being at, with a man who was convinced the both of you were madly in love.

Some people would consider it a win, especially with how powerful and wealthy the Todoroki name was. However, the circumstances that had led to your situation were less than ideal.

"I'm so glad you decided to match with me, my love," Shoto said, sending a small smile your way.

"You burned all my other clothes," you responded dryly, swatting his hand from your thigh.

The asshole pretended like he didn't even hear you. "It's good for us to present a united front against my family. This might come as a surprise but we aren't exactly a regular family."

You glanced out of the blacked out windows of the chauffer driven car you were in to the convoy that followed in front and behind, filled with armed guards. "You don't say."

Shoto sighed morosely. "It's shocking, I know. I must warn you that some of my family aren't very, how would you say, mentally stable."

"...is that so?" you asked the man who decided he was in love with you as he was tied up in your basement. Honestly, the whole thing was starting to sound like some big, elaborate prank he was pulling. But no, Shoto began his spiel, completely oblivious to your sarcasm.

"Take my eldest brother for example," he began. "We aren't supposed to talk about him, actually. It's...really been very difficult for my family..."

"Oh...did something happen to him?" You asked, feeling kind of bad.

"Hmm? No, we just can't reveal too much information so it won't be used against him in court." Shoto gave you a blank look. "He burnt down a school district. It's been really hard for my family to keep him out of prison so he's on house arrest now."

...of course he was.

The rest of the drive was filled with stories of Shoto's siblings and mother. You weren't sure if you wanted to meet actually them or if you wanted to throw yourself out of the car, but before you could make a decision, the car arrived in front of a large compound. You gaped in awe as the gates swung open to reveal a mansion and grounds even grander than Shoto's.

There was a butler who welcomed you to the mansion, while his eyes tried to communicate with you to run. Now that was a tempting idea. But there was no backing out now. Plus, Shoto had gotten used to your escape attempts and his hand was like a shackle on your wrist. You gazed around the interior of the mansion, your hands itching to pinch some of the smaller but still expensive looking art pieces.

"You're here!" A cheery voice made you turn towards the large grandiose staircase where a beautiful woman stood. She had long white hair, tipped with red, similar to Shoto's half. Must be Fuyumi then, the only 'normal' one in the family according to Shoto.

You smile thinly as she wraps you in a hug. "It's so to finally meet you!" she exclaimed. "Everyone is in the dining room already!"

Shoto snatched you back into his arms before Fuyumi could drag you away but she just chuckled and rolled her eyes at you. "Shoto was always so possessive with his things."

Things? Your smile grew a bit more strained but neither of them seemed to notice or care. The dining room was just as opulent as the rest of the house but you barely got to appreciate it, instead, all you took notice of was the mix of bright blue and grey eyes staring at you.

"This is Y/N. Don't be weird," Shoto introduced, oh so eloquently. The heads of the table were occupied by a giant red haired man and a tiny woman with silver hair flowing down her back. Two young men sat opposite each other and Fuyumi slipped into a chair, patting the seat next to her for you. Shoto ignored her and pulled you to sit next to him.

You nodded at them awkwardly. "Hello. Nice to meet you."

"You're kind of hot." A redhead with an ankle monitor and a disturbingly predatory grin piped up. "Like in a trapped mouse kind of way. I like it."

"Hush, Touya," the older woman said sternly. "He didn't mean that, dear."

"Nah, he has a point." The other young man, Natsuo probably, smiled at you, looking at you slowly from top to bottom. "There's something appealing there."

"I said don't be weird. Keep it in your fucking pants." Shoto glared at the both of them and if it were anyone else, you might have felt worried for them, however, the atmosphere in the room never changed.

"That's enough, all of you." The large man said gruffly. He must be Enji, the generally disliked patriarch. "Y/N, was it? Welcome."

"I'm sure Shoto has told you all about us. But we barely know anything about you, my dear," Rei said kindly. "How did you and our Shoto meet?"

"Oh, um-" You glanced around the room, wide eyed, only to be met with curious gazes from the family. Panicked, you shrank back into your seat. "We- uh, we met by chance, you know, it was like sooo romantic, haha. It was a park-yeah...".

Touya rolled his eyes and Natsuo scoffed into his wine glass. Enji silently raised an eyebrow. "Well, that sounds...nice," Fuyumi laughed awkwardly. "Very romantic..."

Shoto cleared his throat. "Y/N tried to kidnap me the first time that we met."

It was as if the tension just bled out of the room. Rei gasped in delight and smiled at Enji. "Oh, it reminds me of how me met! You remember when I tried to kill you?" He gave his wife a small, fond smile and nodded.

"Oh now, I'm definitely interested," Touya purred. "Looks like we have a little psychopath on out hands."

"You'll fit right in then, pretty," Natsuo added with a laugh. "We're all some kind of fucked up."

"I knew it!" Fuyumi exclaimed, eyes sparkling. "The moment I saw you, I knew you were special!"

Shoto leaned in, whispering, "I think they like you. Not sure if that's a good or bad thing."

Oh you knew what it was. As excited chatter from the Todoroki family began to fill the room, you knew that you had just gotten yourself entangled with one of the most dangerous groups of people in the world.

And that was a very bad thing indeed.

A/N: If you enjoyed this, please leave a like, comment and reblog! I need to sleep and get my shit together lol so this might not be my best work. Thanks for your support either way!

@sky2lar @justabratsworld

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[victimsofyaoipoll]

Round 1

Propaganda Under Cut

Alana Bloom

she kissed will graham in s1 and dated hannibal in s2 so you can imagine how bad the fandom is to her. fun fact she's in a canon lesbian relationship now tho <3

The show literally does the yaoi treatment of victimisation for the benefit of the male leads to her. And then the fandom mistreats her

I'm not sure if this even counts but...Literally a victim of Yaoi along with several other characters in-series, but she got it almost the worst. The entire show is just people dying because the two male leads are OBSESSED with each other and can't be normal about anything. Alana Bloom, actual PhD of psychology and consultant to the FBI, got kissed by one guy, fucked and fed people-meant by the other, and pushed out a window by the murder husbands' forced-surrogate daughter. Like. Actual victim of several crimes caused by yaoi. She's probably one of the few examples of a Yaoi Victim overcoming and evolving past her yaoi-related trauma into a stronger person/character, though: She gets an entire character overhaul and a hot, millionairess for a wife. She kills a man with an eel. She becomes head of the BSHCI, effectively putting her in complete power over her jackass cannibal ex-bf. She does quite well. Unfortunately, the rest of her screen time is spent trying not to get killed in the ongoing fallout of Hannibal and Will's fucked up courtship, but hey. Can't have everything. I don't even know if I'm saying anything valid here: the fandom loves her, but I supposed her position outside of the Hannigram relationship relegates her to a non-subject in a lot of Hannigram-focused fanwork. She's an 'obstacle' to their relationship only in the sense that Will had a crush on her once that went nowhere and Hannibal started an actual relationship with her SPECIFICALLY to piss off Will. I guess she's also a more literal obstacle as Hannibal's jailer and Will's friend who's constantly pointing out to him that Morals exist and he should try having some of those, maybe.

Gwen

She stands in the way of Merthur, by far the most popular ship in the fandom. I haven’t seen it as much in recent years, but back in the days of fanfiction.net she got slut shamed so badly for having been romantically interested in three of the male characters over the course of the show, which is just... normal straight woman behavior, meanwhile Merlin crushed on pretty much every woman who even looked at him in the early seasons of the show and got no hate for that whatsoever. I barely even read Merthur fics (not because it’s m/m, just because certain aspects of their relationship don’t appeal to me) but the “Gwen is a slut” attitude was so pervasive across the fandom, even fics that weren’t explicitly anti-Gwen would “jokingly” call her a slut. I even saw a few fics demonizing her for having an affair with Lancelot despite the fact that SHE WAS ENCHANTED when that happened, and surprise surprise, Lancelot (who was also under the influence of magic) got none of that hate, and neither did Arthur, who got enchanted to fall in love with multiple women over the course of the show.

Canonically Arthur Pendragon's love interest and an important and interesting character in the show who's completely shoved aside and ignored in favour of the medieval bbc yaoi ship. At best they put her and Morgana in Lesbian Timeout (ie make them get together and then reduce them to wingwomen at best because god forbid we focus on the medieval bbc yuri). Justice for Gwen right now!

She is prince Arthur's love interest (eventually wife). Arthur is MADLY in love with her. He tells his tyrannical father he would give up his crown to be with her (she's a servant in the series). He forgives her cheating on him with Lancelot (!), which in the show is caused by an evil enchantment, but the characters never find out about it. He chooses her time and time again. His love for Gwen is literally never put into question. Many fans insist to this day that there was no chemistry between Gwen and Arthur compared to Arthur and Merlin. Arthur isn’t even particularly nice to Merlin most of the time! The funny thing is that Merlin himself ships these two so hard and does everything he can to help them get together!! Gwen & Arthur are adorable and too many fans were drunk on the yaoi fumes to see it. ARTHUR WAS A SIMP FOR GWEN.

#poll #round 1 #alana bloom #hannibal #bbc gwen #bbc merlin #merlin

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE STEVE ROGERS HEADCANONS

He'd fall madly in love with you if you explain something to him from the modern times or just by being yourself. Yep... man here loves you for talking to him NOT just because he's Captain America but as Steve too if you get what I mean

He'd most probably stalk you and make sure you're 'safe'. He finds it completely normal though. The way he sees it is he's just patrolling the place you live at to check for 'any signs of disturbances' to stalk you and drink in your divine beauty. Might even get some of the other Avengers like Natasha and Bucky to help him since they're like best friends and stuff

Completely POSSESSIVE and obsessive as hell. Oh, and not to mention kinda delusional too

The world is a harsh place according to him and he needs to make sure you're safe at any cost. And yes, he will kidnap you if he thinks you're in danger. But not before he finds out more about you and your likes and dislikes and even your relationships with other people, which he doesn't like that much. He wants you to be the only person to depend on and it just infuriates him when you go and hang out with other people. Was he not good enough for you? To cope with his jealousy he's going to try spending more time with you like training together and you both going out more often together

Will most likely kidnap you if he thinks you're putting yourself in danger but don't worry, he'll make the room and the house to your liking. He'll get all the things that you love like fluffy pillows and stuffed animals and books etc. etc.

Good luck trying to make people believe that he kidnapped you. They'd most probably recommend you to a doctor or something because who would believe the chivalrous gentlemanly Captain America would actually KIDNAP someone?? And Steve will most CERTAINLY find out about you trying to tell someone about that and he'll be really disappointed in you. He might scold you like how a kind dad scold his child but if you test his patience levels too much he might just have to teach you a lesson

Don't bother trying to escape from him. Security around you is HELLA tight and plus even if you did manage to escape, one: How in the absolute HECK did you manage THAT?! And two: He'll track you down anyways and trust me, he has ALL the resources that he needs for getting you back in literally less than 24 hours

Normally Steve doesn't get angry THAT much but you better watch out when he DOES. He might lock you in a room if you've tried escaping from him or forcefully cuddle with you since he thinks you feel neglected. Or else he might yell at you at why you're being ungrateful and stuff like that. Yes, it pains him to say and do things like this but he WILL discipline you by any means necessary but he won't do anything to you without your consent of course. Even when he's angry, he's STILL respectful. Well... at least to YOU that is. When it comes to rivals... oh boy.... they're going to kiss the Earth goodbye in less than half a second if someone gets the bright idea to mess with him or you. The Avengers are an exception to this which means you absolutely can NOT go to them for help

He will get absolutely PISSED if he sees Tony talking to you and he'll drag you away from him gritting his teeth. Normally the 2 of them don't get along too well and when it comes to you, he's literally aching to punch him in the face when he sees you talking to him. You're going to have to assure Steve you love him and not let him go and cuddle with him after that. You don't wanna make boi here sad now, DO you?

He wants to have that All American lifestyle with you. You know with the painted white fence, maybe a golden retriever and a nice villa and 3-4 kids. Maybe even more. And when he gets to know you're pregnant, his obsession and over protectiveness of you will shoot up to the roof and out to space. You belong to HIM and NOTHING can separate the 2 of you and he'll make sure of that

#yandere avengers scenarios #yandere avengers x reader #yandere avengers #yandere marvel characters oneshots #yandere marvel characters x reader #yandere marvel characters #yandere marvel x reader #yandere mcu x reader #yandere steve rogers #yandere steve rogers x reader #yandere steve rogers headcanons #yandere steve rogers oneshots #yandere steve rogers scenarios #yandere steve rogers imagines

[buccini555]

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐬 - 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝟏

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Sanzu Haruchiyo, Manjiro Sano and Kokonoi Hajime.

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞: Dating

𝐓𝐖: Obsession, excessive jealousy, persecution, emotional dependence, threats, mention of su!cide/hom!cide, drug use, dom/sub, masochism, overprotection, toxic relationships, fetishes. I think it's over?

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Don't read it if you're sensitive, sweetie.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

Sanzu is basically a professional stalker, he can easily get a lot of information and use it in any way he wants. In addition to that fact, he would definitely chase you everywhere, he knows exactly where you go and always tries to find a way to be around.

He is a completely sadistic person, he really enjoys being hurt/in some kind of pain, even though most of the time he is simply high on all kinds of different drugs. He has a certain "fear" of hurting you, so he controls himself absurdly so as not to do anything that will hurt you, despite the fact that he thinks a lot about doing such an act.

His jealousy is uncontrollable, he can't stand the idea of someone being close to you or having any kind of contact. As a warning to the person who had the courage to get close to you, he would make several threats, but if the poor person continued to insist on having his attention, he simply wouldn't hesitate to kill him in the cruelest way possible.

If you tried to break up with him, he would just freak out, not accept it at all and beg you not to leave him. If you kept insisting on the idea of breaking up, he would keep chasing you, it's basically impossible to "get rid" of him.

He is totally obsessed with you, having multiple pictures of you around his room, keeping in mind everything he knows and has discovered about you, he knows your deepest secrets and can easily use this to manipulate you.

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

He would be extremely overprotective and jealous, he would definitely disappear with anyone who got close to you, in addition, if someone dared to touch a strand of your hair, he would not hesitate to kill the person.

He is manipulative and always hides the fact that he commits various crimes for fear of you leaving him, Manjiro is totally dependent on your love, without you his life simply does not make sense and he sees no reason to live it.

He is totally submissive, accepts all possible orders, but sometimes when he doesn't have a "good day" or is in a bad mood, he just becomes extremely aggressive, so he won't be afraid of hurting you, he just will. love squeezing your neck and humiliating you. He always pretends that he regrets it the next day, but in fact he takes great pleasure in doing this to take out his anger.

If you tried to break up with him, he would threaten to kill himself and would certainly make the biggest scandal. If you continued with the idea of breaking up with him, Manjiro would simply put the idea that you fell in love with someone else in your head and would threaten the "person" you made up in your mind in every way possible. He would beg and humiliate you not to leave him, chasing you until he had your love and attention again.

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

He would pay high amounts for people to watch over you, he wants to make sure that no one gets close to you or does you any harm, in addition, he wants to prevent you from changing him for someone else.

His jealousy would be uncontrollable, he would rather die than see you with someone else, every time he sees you talking to someone else he simply feels like ending her life, because you belong only to him. Koko basically sees you as property, the most important thing he has, so he hates the thought of you leaving and losing you.

He is obsessed with the idea that you "belong" to him, Koko will do anything for your love, he is madly in love with you, but is very afraid that you will end up finding out how he gets all the money he has, so he constantly manipulates you to you don't find out the truth.

If you tried to break up with him, Koko would be heartbroken, almost inconsolable, he would offer you money to stay with him, no matter the amount, he just wants you to stay by his side. Despite "loving" you, he would threaten you if you decided to leave him because he would never accept that.

#bonten kakucho #bonten kokonoi #bonten rindou #bonten sanzu #bonten mikey #bonten #ran haitani #rindou haitani #haruchiyo sanzu #sanzu haruchiyo #kakucho hitto #bonten headcanons #bonten husbands #bonten hcs #yandere kokonoi #yandere sanzu #yandere manjiro sano #yandere ran x reader #yandere rindou haitani #yandere headcanons #yandere hcs #yandere tokrev #yandere tokyo revengers #headcanons #head canon #x reader #sanzu x reader #sanzu #sanzu x y/n #sanzu headcanons

[aquickstart]

pls may i have some saltburn takes. i saw u liked my post abt oliver never having read the reading list and it made me giggle.

OH YES DUDE oh i Loved that post because it brings up actually something that for some reason i haven't seen discussed much. oliver's unreliable narration.

i have a brilliant, i think, genius four-question plan for making people understand saltburn, and it has worked before and i will maybe elaborate on it, but not right now. right now i'll talk about one of the questions.

who is oliver telling this story to, and why?

we've established that he's an unreliable narrator at least because it's the logical conclusion for a movie shot in a way that opens and closes with his narrative. but what does oliver being untruthful actually mean for what we know about anything and everything that happened. have you ever obsessed over this particular question. well. i have.

my hot take, first of all, is that oliver is not that smart. he's clever, but the point of the movie is that he's caught up in and driven by desire; desire, pointedly, in the moment, merging desire, adapting to circumstance and leading him on. his want is not concrete from the beginning. his want is insatiable hunger that grows.

so, okay, from the top. the whole meet-cute with felix? because of a punctured tire? eh. idk if that's true. the money thing at the bar, pretending to not have any while he actually did? eh, perhaps. chronologically he then lies to felix about his dad, and this is big, this is deliberate, this is what ties felix to him for good.

what if the first two instances were coincidences? like, felix genuinely in trouble then, oliver genuinely out of cash. makes sense to become attached and actually do something, something impulsive, drastic, when felix seems to be drifting away, and lie about his dad.

interjection: you might be saying, nadia, he lied about his family from the get-go. well of course. i didn't say he's not smart enough to clock what image of a damsel in distress felix would gobble up. i'm saying he didn't do it for the long game, because there was no long game to speak of, as narrator-oliver would have you believe. i think he wanted felix so badly in that moment of several months in oxford, i think he was so blinded that he would've said anything. and he did.

now, i've briefly talked about oliver's feelings about the invitation to saltburn, and i think this is very important here. in the moment, he couldn't possibly know what exactly this invitation could mean, in the long run, only that it is definitely the next step in progression of desire for felix. present-day oliver interjection, and i believed him, after felix said he could leave anytime, i read as a slip up, an admission that oliver didn't plan shit, or at least from the beginning he didn't. it lured him in as soon as he got there, gothic house driving mad-style. he held on to a dream of something elusive (felix as a friend? lover? forever-partner in whatever capacity? i want him so bad i don't care what he is as long as he's there? please? please?).

the other obvious hole to poke at is in the end. venetia very conveniently takes the razors he places for her, and while sure, it could be read as him just hinting at how he conveniently read her fragile state and took advantage of it, i don't buy it. (i'm honestly even tempted to suggest he met elspeth on accident, to then spin a pretty story for his own sake, but him keeping tabs on the surviving cattons all those years tracks with what we know about obsessive oliver; he's definitely known about her flat for a while.)

but those are all minor stuff. i get completely if you think i'm reading too much into it and this is all just a headcanon after all, to be fair. BUT. but.

my second big take is that oliver was/is madly in love with felix. i know, shocking. but you have probably seen people say he wasn't. i will elaborate.

i wasn't in love with him. i loved him. i hated him. what does this sound like. have you ever had a friend come to you after a breakup fuming and telling you how they'll never end up with this asshole for sure and then get back together with him and then break up and say the same thing again.

i loved him, but i wasn't in love with him. i know everyone thought i was, but i wasn't. have you never told anyone something of the sort, specifically the last part, to emphasize just how it's everyone around you that's kinda hung up on whatever it is, and you've moved way past it, actually. have you never told yourself that.

i have. i know many other people who have, too. so, who is oliver telling this story to, and why? there's no one but dead elspeth in front of him. there's no one but himself. fun fact: each time you recall an event, it distorts under the influence of the mix of past and present emotions. each time you recall, you mold memory (source, e.g., x). the way i personally see it, oliver, for whatever reason, retells the story in order to solidify his own memory of it in the way that he wants to remember it. whatever he says, this is his final word, and this is his final truth.

this is also why details slip through, like my beloved i believed him, like the emotional i hated him growing into self-convincing, misleadingly dismissive, definitely unsure i hated him by the end. those are the true emotions that he recalls, those are the times that are hard to rewrite, for whatever reason.

of course, he hated them all. but before that, he loved felix to the point of blindly following where felix's desire led oliver, at least the way oliver perceived felix's desire. it failed, crucially, when felix's desire brought them to the center of the labyrinth, where oliver could not be the desired anymore.

my third hot take in connection to this is that oliver did not know he would kill felix until the very night he did it. he didn't know it, i think, until the last hour, until felix refused to reconcile completely, until he made his blood run cold. i also briefly mention it here, specifically how farleigh is tragically connected to felix's death, in my opinion. this tracks with, again, my strong belief that oliver lies, lies and lies throughout this whole story about wanting to take everything from felix from the beginning; no, he fucking didn't. he wanted felix. he wanted felix to be his. that was number one priority. he wanted felix and whatever else came with it, undoubtedly, but not the other way around.

paradoxically, he also wanted to be felix; he wanted to be him and be with him just as us tumblr people can often relate and the tragedy is that you always have to choose. felix pushed him away, so there was no other choice but to take what was left of felix that oliver could take. hence the clothes wearing, the table scene talk, the refusal to leave.

felix chose not to choose oliver, so oliver became felix. it's his fault. felix promised oliver could leave. felix left instead. what was oliver to do.

but to your point about the books, i think it could be either way, actually. i think he could have lied about it because technically that's also in character for him, he was performing for an audience of his tutor. but i also think that he was, genuinely, a nerd before he came to oxford, and he didn't, and still doesn't, have any friends, and he hates his sisters and his mother and is miserable. he's the perfect profile of someone who'd read king james' bible over the summer, and then some, imma be honest.

so, yes. i think oliver lies about most things in saltburn and i think he's pathetic, lost, confused, grieving, angry, horny, down bad and in denial. and i fucking love him. i so fuckin do.

#saltburn #oliver quick #saltburn meta #thank u so much for ur ask. this was my excuse to finally vomit this up. #honestly i think asks are the only format in which i will actually write out all of my thoughts coherently esp the longer stuff #bc i feel obligated to answer #and when i dont i just abandon stuff. i know all my saltburn meta. vika does. finn knows ALL of it and more. i dont feel like sharing much #when unprompted. but if you ask me?? i'll never shut up. literally never #anyway. this is it. thank u again. fun. #ask #horrorsequel #saltburn journaling

[aphroditelovesu]

Yandere Eros headcanons pretty please????

As the god of love, I know that you and I are soul mates and made for each other. - Eros.

❝💗— lady l: here it is, anon's. I don't know why it took so long to make, but probably due to my procrastination lol. I received two requests from a yandere Eros and I incorporated them together in this headcanons, it has a bit of nsfw as it is the Eros yandere baby, except for the part where he is described as a platonic yandere. Anyway, I hope you like it &lt;3

💗 2nd request: Could I request some Yandere Eros headcanons, please? He is one of my favorites. ♥️

❝💗 tw: yandere themes, obsessive and possessive behavior, uncontrolled jealousy, physical aggression, dub-con, (im)explicit non-con, mention of murder and torture, unhealthy relationship, light nsfw, public display (?).

❝💗 pairing: yandere!eros x gender neutral!reader

The god of love had never really fallen in love. What he believed was love was just his most primal desires speaking, his lust taking over his senses and his desires. Eros never loved anyone unconditionally and he believed he never would, until he met you. And it was the best thing that had happened to him since he could breathe for the first time. There you were, so ethereal and so innocent, his sweet and innocent love ready to be broken by the overwhelming passion of the god of love and eroticism.

Eros was completely stunned by you and he didn't know why, honestly. Of course, yes, you were one of the most beautiful people he had ever seen but you were so much more, there was something more about you that captivated him. Your beauty is just a complement, because that ''something more'' was what really made him interested in you. And maybe that was your downfall.

The god wanted you and he would have you, simple as that. It doesn't matter if it's a romantic or platonic obsession, he'll still have you. And he won't mind having to force you to get what he wants, interpret it however you want, they're all right. Eros will use every means available to make you his, you can resist as long as you like, but you will belong to the deity in the end.

He'd rather not be forced to force you to be with him, he really does. But you need to understand one thing: he doesn't handle rejections well. Eros will not accept if you reject him, despise him as if he were nothing. He will use his arrows on you without any hesitation. If you don't love him willingly, then you will love him by force. He doesn't want a puppet, but if it's the harm he needs to do for you to be his, then so be it.

Eros would shower you with expensive and extravagant gifts, he would pamper you without any kind of restraint. You will almost always be covered in jewels and dressed in the most expensive silks money can buy, in this case what a greek god can buy. The divinity will spare no effort and expense to make you feel how deep is the love he feels for you. Presents won't be enough for him, every day with Eros will be like a romantic movie, with him being a true gentleman, opening doors for you, whenever you go to make love he will make sure you are comfortable and the mood is completely romantic and erotic. That is, of course, if you are an intelligent person and accept being obsessively loved by the god of love.

The god would be what can be said "a perfect boyfriend", he is everything that many girls and some boys dream of, a faithful and loving boyfriend/lover whose eyes are focused on only you. No one is interesting and important enough to retain the attention that Eros pays, attention that is only given to you. He loves you, or at least he believes he loves you, and if you're a smart girl/boy you'll know how to use that to your advantage.

Eros is extremely and madly possessive and jealous, heavens, he is jealous of everything and everyone, you will never be safe from the jealous tantrums that come followed by the god's rage. No one is safe from the god's wrath when he is jealous, not even you. Eros will scream, beat, threaten you and whoever made you jealous. He will kill that person in a slow and painful way, torturing them and sending them to the depths of Tartarus to be a little more terrified and then he will turn to you. He would take you where you are, it doesn't matter if it's in private or in public, you will be forced to part your legs and he will enter you without any kind of preparation, taking you hard right there. It doesn't matter to him if you don't want to, he'll take you anyway. But if you deny it, it will only make him angrier, which will lead him to be harsher and rougher with you.

Eros would feel guilty for having forced and hurt you and he will try to compensate for his actions by being obedient and submissive to you. He's not ignorant or dumb, he knows what he did is inexcusable, but he's delusional enough to think that just doing what you want is enough for you to forgive him for hurting you so much. And if you're a stubborn girl/boy, he has other ways for you to forgive him.

The god is quite protective, but not suffocating in that sense. He does fear you'll get hurt, but he doesn't want you to think he's a stalker, because he's not one. He will watch over you from afar without you knowing and will rarely intervene, only if necessary. He doesn't want you to fear him, at least not too much.

In a more platonic way, Eros wouldn't be much different from what's been described to you, except that he'll be more protective of you, especially if you're a child. He would be most involved in everything you do and would try his best not to scare you with his yandere tendencies. Eros would be a very loving and protective daddy, brother or friend, loving and caring for you. You wouldn't be allowed to be romantically involved with anyone, Eros sees you as a baby and babies don't do that kind of thing, right? Any possible suitors who approach you, Eros will be quick to get rid of them. He would spoil you just as much or even worse, after all, you are his baby.

Denying Eros is not a wise decision, he is vindictive and his emotions are extremely strong, especially love and anger. He would try to be patient at first, not wanting to scare you too much, but if you keep denying him he will be tougher in his advances. Eros doesn't want to use his arrows on you, he doesn't like the thought of you being a puppet in his hands, ready for him to play any way he wants. But he doesn't have infinite patience, you know, he will use his arrows on you only if absolutely necessary and depending on how desperate for your love he is. And believe me, Eros is very desperate for love, for your love.

Eros is dangerous, one of the most dangerous yandere gods in the entire pantheon, because he is easily overwhelmed by his emotions and has no control over them. The god will have outbreaks of anger and jealousy easily, he will hurt you in any way he can, but when he regained his senses, he would realize what he did and try to compensate for all the damage he did to you, but it won't be enough, isn't? Eros can be manipulated and controlled, yes, if you knew the power you had over the god, you would never be in danger. Just be smart enough and play your cards right and maybe you'll walk away unscathed, but with a god obsessed and madly in love with you.

#yandere greek mythology #yandere greek gods #yandere eros #yandere eros x reader #yandere eros headcanons #yandere headcanons #greek mythology

[nagisalovescorpse]

☆ 𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗹𝘀 , jean kirschtein

☆ ; jean kirschtein × fem¡reader ☆ ; inspired by the video clip of the song "animals" by maroon 5. jean is a sociopathic butcher obsessed with you, the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on, to the point where it crosses the line. ☆ ; this story contains voyeurism, stalking, invasion of private property, mention of mental illnes and drugs, male masturbation, female masturbation, fingering, penetration, unprotected sex (this is fiction! use protection irl), creampie, breeding kink, using of pet names as "doll" or "angel" etc., half (?) non-consensual sexual behavior ☆ ; i picture jean as the most respectful and healthy man EVER, but i just get so turned on by the scenario of the insanely hot stalker that is completely and madly obsessed with you, so pls let it slide for this time. also english is not my first language so pls be kind and correct any grammar/lexical/whatever mistake you find. enjoy your reading. ☆ ; 2,4k words, not revised ☆ ; minors/ageless blog do not interact

i'm sick of your little game.

everyone may think you're a good girl, but i know who you are. with that innocent look of yours and doe eyes, do you really think i wouldn't have noticed what you were doing?

the day you first walked into the butcher shop where i work, clean face with no make up and disgustingly short skirt, biting your nails in a sweet and sensual way, i saw you sneaking glances at me over the counter.

you seriously wanted me to fuck you in front of everyone back then? because is basically what you were asking me with your eyes.

from that day our game began, i saw you walking down that street every morning, passing in front of the shop as if you didn't see me, but i know that instead you were perfectly aware of it.

i noticed the provocative way you had of pulling your hair at the back of your neck when it was too hot, throwing your head back to seek some relief from the heat, what were you trying to show me? the way you'd throw your head back, baring your tender neck for my kisses and bites when i finally fucked you like god intended?

not to mention your outfits, doll, you're a fucking eye candy in shorts and mini skirts, but i hate that even others can see your beautiful body to the point i feel phisically sick just thinking about it.

you always try to seduce me, don't you? so desperate for me, doll, you act like you're in heat. at the butcher's shop you act shy and look the other way, «a package of sausages.» you tell me. seriously? is this your way of letting me know you want me to fuck you?

but it doesn't matter, angel, i love how pure and chaste you are. do you know what i'd love more? fuck the sin out of you. when this game comes to an end i will give you your reward.

you play it hard to get, isn't it? you stubbornly continue not to look at me and pretend that i don't exist, but we both know that there is much more between us. when you get home in the evening you leave the light on for me, so that i can see through the window of your room while you slowly undress and lie down between the crumpled sheets of your bed.

it doesn't matter if it's cold or it's raining, i love standing across the street to watch you, just the way you want.

you know i'm there, that turns you on. you caress your stomach, hold your breast in one hand, slowly sliding the other one over the elastic band of your panties. you are so sweet as you pleasure yourself, you arch your back and squirm as you climax.

i'd love to take care of your pleasure. as much as i love watching you touching yourself and imagining the ethereal sound of your moans, my cock would do much better.

you're so beautiful, doll, i bet my dick could barely fit in you. i think about it while i look at you and in the dim light i touch myself, reaching the peak when you're satisfied and panting between the sheets, i wish i could cum inside you and maybe make you the perfect mama you'd be. sweet as an angel, beautiful as a doll.

but you play too much for my liking and i'm starting to lose my temper.

you barely look at me and you do everything to piss me off, like the other night when you got drunk at the club and smeared yourself on that guy. you're crossing the line and i don't like that at all.

i see you when you leave the house, even if you don't turn to look at me as i walk behind you, i don't like how you smile at other men and the sweet looks you give them. don't think you can win this game by acting like a slut, be careful to abide by our rules or i'll end up getting really angry.

tonight at the club you're acting really bad, all your friend's fault, she's a very bad influence for you.

you're wearing a shiny black minidress, you're lovely, but the others have noticed it too. i must muster all my self-control not to lay hands on every man who approaches you tonight.

what are you doing? your friend takes something from her bag, but i can't see clearly from here. i force myself to observe what she has in her hands under the purple lights of the club, it's a bag, a transparent bag with two small colored buttons. pills.

oh no, doll, what's on your mind? do not take them, do not tak… and you took them. seriously, do i always have to take care of you?

you dance and drink and get drunk, you're behaving really badly tonight, angel, what happened to your purity? you can barely stand up, i don't know how you managed to call a cab to go home, luckily i'm here to keep an eye on you.

i see you enter the building where you live, i imagine you go up the stairs wobbling on your heels, clouded by alcohol and drugs, finally after what seems like an eternity the light in your room comes on, you throw your bag on the chair, take off your heels and dress, you just put on a white undershirt and throw yourself into the sheets, without even bothering to turn off the lamp on the bedside table.

oh darling, what have you been up to? i enter the code to open the door to the building, i go up the stairs as i have imagined doing countless times, only this time the game is over and i'm on my way to claim my prize. you left your apartment door open, doll, imagine if some psycho walked in and tried to hurt you. luckily i'm there to protect you, angel.

there's a part of your house i've never seen since it can't be seen from the window, your apartment is messy and smells like instant food and women's perfume, i'll have to remember to cook you some food everyday, doll.

your gym bag is still in the hall, a pair of panties hang out of the pocket, they are lacy pink, just as adorable as you. your things are scattered around, all kinds of makeup and cosmetics are stacked on the bathroom counter, even if you don't need that stuff to be beautiful, just imagine our daily bickering about how messy you are, i'd love to have to deal with your items everyday in this house.

i nearly trip over your heels when i get to your room, you only sleep on one side of the bed, leaving the other empty for me.

i look at you, you were so tired that you fell asleep immediately, your face is relaxed and if i could stop time and look at you forever i would without thinking twice.

i lie down on my side of the bed, still dressed, i look at you for a long time, it can be minutes or whole hours, it started to rain and the loud noise covers even the sound of my thoughts. the only thing i hear other than the sound of the water is your breathing, it reminds me how nice it would be to hear you pant for real this time.

i reach out and caress your leg, it's the first time i touch you, your skin is smooth and soft exactly as i imagined it.

fuck, my dick is already hard, what are you doing to me, doll? i keep touching you, fascinated by the perfection of your face. you are the most beautiful woman i have ever laid eyes on and above all you are mine. completely mine.

i run my fingers through your soft hair, the night's makeup has smudged a bit, but to me it just makes you even more innocent and pure. i forgive you for the way you approached that guy, angel, but i'll make sure no one else bothers you now that the game is over.

you move in your sleep, towards me. you intertwine a leg with mine and cuddle up to my chest as if you want protection from me. i hold you and continue to caress your arms and hair, you stir in your sleep rubbing your soft breasts against me.

you've wanted this all along, haven't you? i feel how your breathing gets heavy, are you getting excited in your sleep? your leg presses against the bulge in my pants, making it hard for me to think straight.

«doll.» i murmur to you who are completely above me. in one quick movement i unbutton my jeans, my cock is fully erect and craving you, you rub against the tip, i can feel how wet you are through the fabric of your panties.

i can't help it, i masturbate between your legs that squeeze my hips, i kiss your neck, your collarbones, i smell the scent of your shampoo mixed with the fabric softener you use for the sheets. you moan, your hips move by themselves because your body knows, even before your mind, who you belong to.

then you wake up. you're confused, darling, it's understandable. at first you don't get what's going on but you don't walk away. you stay in my arms, enjoying my kisses and my attentions.

«what–» you sigh. «is this a dream?» «this is. it's your dream.» i answer you, sucking gently the sensitive skin under your ear.

«i– i don't understand.» «shh. lay back, spread your legs for me, doll. mh? can you do it?» you do it. you spread your legs for me as the good girl i know you are, i touch you softly down there, caressing you through your panties, you shiver and sigh, i bet it's a lot different than when you do it on your own.

«oh, fuck.» you curse when i reach under the fabric, you're ridiculously wet for me, so much so that my finger slides inside you without problems, i can easily imagine how good you'll be at taking my cock.

i lean over you to kiss you, you don't resist and your tongue wraps around mine, you cling to my shoulders and moan against my lips as your hips meet the movements of my hand.

«a–another one.» you whine. «another what?» i tease you. my sweet angel wants to be fucked in heaven, i know you want another finger, so just think how embarrassingly good you'll feel when i'll thrust my dick inside you. «a–another kiss.»

another kiss? oh, my pure angel, sweet doll. you're so chaste, heavenly creature. «i'll kiss you all night long if you want.» you like when i kiss you, don't you? you sigh so softly that i'm starting to think i'm going to lose my mind very soon.

i kiss you wherever it feels good, your neck, your forehead, your breasts, your stomach, you crave the touch of my lips on your body, but in the end your mouth always seeks mine.

i put another finger inside you, your knees tighten around my hips every time i find that sweet spot that makes your back arch, tomorrow i'll have your nail marks on my shoulders, but i don't mind the idea of you making me yours.

«do you want to try to take my cock, doll?» you moan, i know that these two fingers aren't enough for you and that only my dick can fill you properly.

«use your words, darling.» «put it in me.» you cry out. «i want to be filled.» «your every wish.» i smile.

i place the tip on your opening, you are so wet that i have to push just a little to slip inside you, slowly your velvety walls envelop me, you cling to the sheets and stifle a cry.

«shh, don't worry, it's okay. you are very good at taking it, doll.» i tell you, as i thrust deep inside you. you squeeze my cock so tight that it seems that you want to cut it, you are tight as a virgin, angel, inside you feels like heaven.

i kiss you passionately, a couple of tears run down your temples and disappear in your hair, but you have to resist only a little longer before the pain turns into pleasure.

when you cum your walls tighten around me making me feel insanely good, i keep thrusting deep into you, nicely and slowly.

«doll, if you keep holding me like this i'll end up cumming inside you.» «c-cum inside,» you sigh, leaving me speechless. «please, let me feel you.» «do you want to get pregnant? do you want to become a beautiful angel-mama?» «yes– fuck. yes. cum inside daddy, please.»

i hold your hands above your head, and i cum inside you with the last strong thrusts. i kiss you deeply, enjoying the afterglow of your orgasm as you tremble and i slowly move my hips against yours.

«who do you belong to, doll? i wanna hear it.» your eyes are blank, you moan in ecstasy of the senses, it takes you a while to answer. «i don't know.»

i laugh. «seriously, angel. don't be a fool, i wanna hear you saying who you belong to.» «i– i'm telling the truth. i don't know who you are.»

…what?

#jean kirschtein smut #jean kirschstein #jean kirschtein angst #jean smut #jean snk #jean aot #attack on titan #attack on titan smut #smut #anime smut #anime #jean kirschstein x reader #jean x reader #aot x reader #snk x reader #animals #animals maroon 5 #maroon 5 #stalker #stalker smut

[mykinkyyandere]

Yandere Xavier Thorpe (Based on S1)

AO3

Pairings: Yandere/Dark! Xavier Thorpe X gn!Reader

Warnings: Yandere, dark, contains smut describes, language, noncon/dubcon touches & kisses, stalking, stealing stuffs, obsession, possession, obsessive/possessive/delusional/controlling/ behaviours, overly protective, manipulation, threatening, implied future kidnapping, implied secret smut, implied sexual fantasies, making the reader feel extremely guilty, emotional contol, emotional abuse, sexual abuse, shouting (sorry if i missed sth)

A/N: I believe I've posted this work on December 13th. After the scandals about the actor, I've decided not to write or post anything about him, except for this work because I've put a lot of effort into these headcanons. Then, while quickly deleting my reblogs about him, I've accidentally deleted this work as well. It was already available on AO3, so I didn't see the need to repost it here. But I've changed my mind, and I don't want to use his face.

Welcome. You can be a regular normie working in a coffee shop, or a regular outcast who goes to Nevermore High. Maybe your life is full of events, maybe you wish you could get rid of your boring life. Your outlook on life is pink or black, your behavior towards people is warm or cold, your heart is open or closed to love... Maybe love is such an insignificant detail for you that you don't even bother to think about it, maybe love is a wish you sleep and dream about every night. You name it. Is it a luck or a curse to have someone who would fall madly in love with you in every single situation? Many possibilities, but one outcome. You are doomed to a sick lover.

Xavier Thorpe. You probably don't know him. He's more interested in spying on you from afar and sticking your face in his mind. Dreaming about you each night then reflecting his fantasies on his canvas is offically his number one hobby. His roommate definitely knows his obsession and sees that it's more than just a blind love. His pinboard and sketch books are full of you, and he even sees some obscene drawings Xavier missed to hide. Creepy and sad, he thinks. He tries to talk about it with Xavier but gives up when he gets aggressive. He doesn't want to involve himself in this and leaves you to him.

Xavier enjoys admiring you from afar before approaching you. As an artist, he's aware that life, like art, has stages, and he allows each to take its time as it needs. Especially if it's your life and time. He's very attentive and patient. Admiring all the time.

Actually, if we go where all this obsession begins, your face starts lingering in his mind before he even sees you. His dreams have a complete effect on the development of his obsession. He saw your future together. He saw you being his soulmate. You're the one, you're his true love. It's unclear how long he's had his dreams, but it sure has been long enough for him to be mad about you.

When he sees you for the first time, an intense emotion pierces his heart. Hard to describe. His heart aches and beats like crazy, his breathing becomes erratic, and he becomes dizzy. The urge to kidnap you in that moment and lock you up where no one can find you becomes irresistible. He gets so jealous that he wants to be the only person who can be around you, look at you and talk to you. An intense jealousy that he doesn't want to share you with anyone and that always hurts him. He can't help staring at you, maybe that's partly why he's not in a rush to get you. You're so perfect that it's a pleasure for him to watch you live.

If you're a normie, seeing you in limited time kills him inside. Although he appreciates each of the stages individually, staying away from you for the tortured time encourages him to shorten or skip these stages. What's the point if he can't see you? He already starts manipulating you into loving him. What do you do if a charismatic and handsome young man gives you the most beautiful drawing you've ever seen in your life and asks you to give him a chance? Plus it moves! Even if you don't fall for these tricks, he doesn't give up trying. He'll get you eventually and he prefers your free will. It may be too late for a normie to realize his dark obsessions. Like, "going on multiple dates and giving him the exact moment he needs to finally kidnap you and not letting you go anywhere ever again" kinda late. It's easier to have you if you're a normie.

If you're an outcast, be prepared to be stalked. Do you feel like there's someone following you wherever you go? Even in your bedroom it feels like someone is watching you from the balcony? Unfortunately and naturally he can't stalk you all the time, but he watches over you as best he can. He also misses you a lot. After dozens of dreams, drawings, and collecting collections (correct, he makes a habit of going into your room and taking everything he thinks you won't notice) he finally decides it's time to talk to you. With small steps.

Sitting next to each other in class: His eyes are always on you. It's impossible not to notice this, of course you noticed. Almost creepy. He looks at you so much that all the teachers want to separate you. It's not clear whether he's there for the lessons or for a movie that you're the main star. He always entertains you with small moving drawings so that you don't get bored and smile all the time.

During the lesson, he takes off the hair tie with which he makes a bun and puts it on your wrist. He definitely wants to see it there until your "relationship" gets serious. If he can't see it, he questions where it went and gently tells you that wearing it makes him happy. So please wear it. Please.

Helping you with your homework: If you want, he can even do all your homework and won't let you get stressed, but this would be so obvious, right? Besides, when you're struggling, it's much better if he takes the opportunity to lean you on his shoulder and help you by smelling your hair from the top of your head. It's a win-win.

His exclusive drawing lessons just for you: No matter what your talent is, he insists on practicing together and sharing your art. He takes you to his special drawing area where he doesn't take anyone. After removing everything about you, of course. Oh, his instinct to chain you just over there... He leans over your shoulder and takes your hand and guides you slowly. Your spine chills when he gently grasp the back of your neck with his other hand. Is all this a bit too much? But he denies it.

When you take a break, you look around and see a painting that escaped his notice. Your painting. You're likely to find it innocent. But the panic on his face looks like there's more than that. You ask him why he's so worried. He lets out a nervous smile. "I don't want you to think I'm a crazy pervert." You ask if you can keep it. "Of course you can, I have- I, I have to start our lesson in a minute so, let's sit."

He's a sneaky guy who really knows how to play so that you don't sense anything wrong. So you accept to be his prom date. Eventually become his darling. He feels on top of the world. Being a "wealthy snob", he gives you everything you want and need. Whether you like it or not, he can't stop the urge to take good care of you. You deserve the best. If you don't accept he'll put emotional pressure on you to accept.

You have no idea how devastated he is when you faint or have an accident. He's very worried about your health, very afraid that something will happen to you, and always needs to make sure that you're okay. The fear of seeing something bad about you because of his unrelated dreams inevitably pervades him, so he's extra strict about your health. Always there for you if something happens. He takes your hand, looks into your eyes for a few seconds and says that you scared him. And that he missed you so much.

He's very calm and controlled until a new player joins the game. Now he's aggressive, resentful, impulsive and jealous. You can see him competing with them. Whatever they offer you, he comes with more. He never lets them spend time with you. When you're alone he speaks to you in carefully chosen sentences to make you feel bad and stay away from them. He knows how to portray himself as the victim. "Why do you want to spend time with them and not me? Maybe you don't care about me at all. Can't you see how much you hurt me?" Along with the psychological pitfalls and the emotional responsibility of a finely crafted relationship, he manages to keep you bonded to himself. Your little aspirants? Don't worry, they will never, ever talk to you again.

Unwanted experiences cause unwanted results. As his jealousy rises to high levels, he starts to visibly control you. "Where were you, why did you go, dangerous to go alone, who was there, stay by my side, stay in your room..." He gradually establishes his dominance over you under the name of possessive boyfriend. He's so gentle and full of love all the time, you can't see the red flags. He's just protecting you, that's all. But Ajax and Enid are disagree. They try to warn you many times and Ajax talks to Xavier but it doesn't end well. As a result, they go on with their lives with a threat that they can never dare to come near and confuse you again.

Monster cases make him even more paranoid. You being in the middle of danger stresses him a lot, as if his romantic rivals aren't enough to drive him crazy. His dreams get complicated and he thinks it's about you. He has to protect you. If you haven't noticed by now, you'll start noticing red flags from this point on. His efforts to control you become overwhelming. "Stay in your room for me, if you love me don't leave my side, if you really care about me you won't go there..." You get tired of him making you feel guilty and responsible. You also find more of your own sketches. Some are... His defense is surprisingly reckless. "I love you so much and what's wrong with drawing my darling's sexy body?"

He wants you to wear his clothes. It won't kill you to wear his jacket when you go out, don't worry. He wants to walk under the same umbrella, eat on the same dessert plate, listen music from the same earphone. There's a good chance he'll even want a matching tattoo. Being rich allows him to buy a necklace or bracelet that he has specially designed for the two of you. Valuable, unique, and private items should always be worn. They represent your commitment to each other. He wants everything that proves you belong to him.

He's also not as soft as he used to be. He's being a little harsh on you and you find that it's because of his jealousy and his desire to control you. Without trying to hide it, he gets angry directly at you, holds you harshly and leans you on his chest. Squeezes your arm hard and brings your chin to his face. Or he pulls you into his lap and hold you tight, looking around sharply. Emotional violence? There's no such thing. It's his instinct to protect you.

Being taller and stronger than you gives him an advantage. Like dragging you wherever he wants without permission. Or the way he puts his big body in front of you when you want to go. Seriously, you must have realized that you can't go anywhere without him anymore. Can't you see how dangerous it is? And most importantly, you are his. Only his. What the hell are you doing alone, away from him?

He starts touching and kissing you without permission. He grips your hair and neck comfortably and buries his lips in yours. He can't hide his excitement as his hands abuse your body, he's pretty horny. After waiting for long periods of time, taking it so slow and satisfying himself with your paintings all those times... Makes him want to put you in bed and fuck you for hours.

How angry he gets when you try to avoid him. He shouts and says he has the right to touch you because he loves you and you love him. "Don't you love me too? What's the point of running away from me then, huh? Are you disgusted with me? Don't tell me you're playing with my feelings!" You feel guilty enough and make love to him but it just doesn't feel right. He's your boyfriend, so why do you feel like you're forced? This can't be harassment, or can it be?

When he feels that you want to break up and is pushing you too hard, he's ready with a surprise to confuse you. He reminds you how much he loves you and that he's always the first day Xavier. He's soft on you for a while, distracting you from your thoughts and then unknowingly gets obsessive again. How long can this go on like this? He knows that he'll eventually have to take drastic measures. Sirens are the last option for him. Wednesday would be a perfect and sufficient threat to stop you.

#yandere xavier thorpe #yandere xavier thorpe x reader #yandere xavier thorpe headcanons #yandere xavier thorpe based on s1 #yandere wednesday x reader #yandere wednesday #dark xavier thorpe x reader #dark xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thrope imagine #xavier thorpe #netflix wednesday #wednesday season 1 #wednesday #dark wednesday x reader #dark wednesday #xavier thrope smut #xavier thorpe x you #wednesday xavier thorpe #xavier thrope x y/n

[ystrike1]

50 Tea Recipes from the Duchess - By Lee Jiha (8/10)

There are alot of different versions of this. It was a novel. It's under a couple of different names on a couple of different websites, and it's almost one hundred and fifty chapters long. The yandere moments are few and far between, but if you enjoy slow burn this is a good choice.

Chloe Battenburg is kind of a loser. She's got intense anxiety. A shit family too, but a fairly good family name. She married a Duke named Alphonse, and there's no love between them. None. Even the maids don't respect her, because well...she's a disrespectful weirdo. I don't mean to say that she deserved to be abused, but Chloe was madly in love with the prince of her nation. It was embarrassing for the Duke, and his servants grew to dislike her because she was immature and she adored someone that wasn't her husband publicly.

Loudly.

Cringe.

I'm sorry but this is a reincarnation story. It does add drama in this case. Alot of drama. I feel like I can heartily recommend this to otome isekai fans because it's slow. New Chloe actually has to learn shit. She has to earn her husband's respect before he falls for her.

Ew cringe wife basically.

Alphonse is very likeable. You understand why he disliked Chloe. He didn't think his wife was ugly or stupid or annoying. He was just disappointed and he didn't want to jump through hoops to earn her affection. Especially since old Chloe was afraid of him. It made their relationship awkward. Alphonse isn't a very romantic guy at heart, so he just gave up. When his wife starts asking for tea and baking ingredients he is delighted...after he realizes it is not a phase. He reaches out to her. He is genuinely interested in her hobbies, and when her love becomes her business she has his full support. The Duke has his hands in alot of businesses, and having a capable wife makes him feel proud.

However, that takes time. First, new Chloe learns how to brew tea in a Fantasy world. It's hard. It takes a ton of work and skill.

New Chloe is a pretty damned ideal Duchess...but uh...old Chloe did a shit ton of damage. She has zero friends. Zero fashionable clothes. A bad reputation. Her husband warms up to her pretty ok, but uh... remember the prince thing? That's actually a big deal. It does not get swept under the rug. Alphonse wants to have faith in new Chloe, but she was completely obsessed with following the prince around. That makes him insecure and jealous and even a little bitter towards his wife. It's nice. It feels human. In the beginning Alphonse doesn't want her to ever meet him again, but that's unrealistic. He's a prince. Chloe is a Duchess.

The drama will come.

Alphonse is not an immature brat. He does not explode with rage at the slightest provocation. I thought he was more of a possessive lover than a yandere, but he is quite extreme. To be clear. In the beginning he has zero love for Chloe. When it happens and his wife is just perfect and popular and a star baker and businesswoman he becomes very devoted. He develops a cute side that is a bit suspicious. He begins to get jealous of other men in general.

He's so lucky.

His wife turned over a new leaf.

Everyone is envious of him.

That means other men like Chloe.

He really doesn't know how to handle her growing popularity for a long time.

When he admits that he's in love with his wife it's always so emotional. This is a slightly less...sparkly noble setting. There's alot of miserable marriages and cheating etc. Alphonse swears to never take a mistress. He becomes more and more devoted. When Chloe does like... anything he lavishes her with praise...in his head...the guy has trouble expressing himself sometimes. Literally Chloe gives him a flower and he's internally like "My Darling wife, I never thought I would have this kind of love an affection. Any gift from you is a treasure" etc. It's...intense. Chloe doesn't fall in love with him for a REALLY long time, because of the whole silently devoted and jealous thing, but she eventually likes him too.

Chloe studies hard on her own and they eventually start going to real balls. It's huge gossip because the Duke is known as an unromantic workaholic...and Chloe has to deal with her bad reputation wherever she goes. Alphonse has to defend her honor multiple times.

(Sometimes the art is a little meh. This panel is a good example. Long faces. Twig waist. Proportional issues but overall it's nice looking.)

Alphonse grows into his puppy side. When their feelings are mutual things escalate. Like...in bed. Alphonse suddenly has a huge sexual appetite, after he fully confirms that she loves him too. Multiple times. He says some classic yandere stuff about wanting to mark her. Everything is consensual here by the way.

Here we goooo. This is Prince Arthur. Alphonse hates Prince Arthur. Alphonse used to have no problem with Prince Arthur. Apparently Chloe almost did marry Prince Arthur before. Alphonse is freakishly jealous of Prince Arthur in a really unhealthy way. He threatens the prince multiple times.

Arthur is an average douche character. He's not evil. He develops a crush on Chloe after she becomes popular and pretty. Like everyone else he knows about her old flame for him. He keeps trying to bring it up, which is super awkward for new Chloe. Alphonse continues to lose his shit until Chloe has to step in and say her husband is better.

So awkward, but again there's this slow atmosphere. A nice, slow atmosphere. Half of the chapters are dedicated to Chloe growing her business. Sometimes Alphonse is just her clingy accessory, and that's cool! Chloe is the cool one after she earns her money. Alphonse is obviously also handsome and well known, but Chloe eventually becomes the face of the Battenburg family. It's a nice dynamic. Alphonse occasionally begs for love in really ardent, sometimes desperate, ways because he thought he was doomed to a loveless duty marriage. Chloe saved him from a live of monotany.

He's obsessed but this is like the most healthy obsession on my list.

Recommended for yandere newbies.

Yeah, if you think you like possessive lovers start with something like this.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #webtoon #otome isekai #otome #50 Tea Recipes from the Duchess

[ourdearkey]

《°Lord Alcino Dimitrescu/Lady Alcina Dimitrescu x Reader|Motherly°》

"What are you doing?" Alcino asked narrowing his eyes, you scrunched your nose and presented him a fake smiled.

"None of your business, Casino."

"It's Alcino."

"I dont care."

Alcino's eye twitched as he growled under his breath, clenching his fists.

"I do not know why Brother Miriam even keeps you alive" he whispered loud enough for you to hear, humming you turned around again.

"Maybe because he loves me to much~" you slurred cooking the steak, Alcino rolled his eyes and walking away.

~~~

Alcino sat down on the dining table with Brother Miriam, as you served the foods.

"The food smells great my dear" Miriam said as you kissed his cheek, seating down next to him.

"Thank you" you said beginning to eat, Miriam and Alcino began to discuss whatever situation has been happening.

You wiped your mouth using a napkin, as you and the other two stood up a servant cleaning the table.

Alcino watched as you stood beside Miriam, flinching just a little bit as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

The both walked inside Miriam's office, you going to do who knows what.

~~~

"Is this really necessary?"

You asked Miriam rolling his eyes approaching you, as you nurse your infant child.

The Winters were dead, Rose died failing to be a vessel for Miriam's first born.

You shuddered at the memory, having the burden to carry his child for another 9 months, but it was worth it.

The child didn't look anything like their father, having your eyes and features.

"Ofcourse it is..." Miriam said lowly, pulling you with him towards the bed with your child.

"Don't you want to see him again?" He continued staring at you, making you unconsciously pull your child closer.

"He's dead Miriam...." you whispered making him growl, you stood up walking out of your quarters leaving your supposed lover, behind fuming.

His obsession on reincarnating your late son, was always on his mind, and even if your new light was born he was still, plotting for his sons return.

You sighed placing the child on it's crib, you rubbed his cheek smiling looking at it's peaceful form.

"It's not that I don't want your brother to be back..." you whispered, talking to the sleeping baby.

"It's just...that I'm sure it would cost him your life" you teared up wiping it away, "I can't lose you to..."

"Even if it's for him."

Behind the closed doors of the nursery, a certain Vampire resides leaning on the door.

Alcino listened to your humming, having to eavesdrop on to what you think about, the situation at hand.

He knew exactly how you felt, having 3 sons at home almost having them killed, by that blasted Winters.

He also knew that once you and Miriam's first son, gets reincarnated [Y/s/n] will surely die.

Being a vessel means that the soul of your newborn, will perish and the soul that was now occupying the body, will have complete control.

"Pitiful..." he said walking away quietly, to be fair when he first saw you he saw something so supreme in your eyes.

When Brother Miriam introduced you, he fell madly inlove after spending time with you for a few days.

He fell deeply when you healed one of his sons, showing your motherly side scolding Danielle while tending his wounds, it was a beautiful sight if he was being honest.

Brother Miriam will surely have his head on a silver platter, if he knew so he kept these feelings for himself, choosing to show it by being aggressive.

Your playfulness responding his passive aggressive advances was ebtertaining, but seeing you so sorrowful and vulnerable is not that surprising, seeing as to how Miriam treats you.

He used the phone Miriam provided, calling his supposedly sibling.

"Karla...." a hushed voice answered possibly greeting him.

"I would like to be a part of this plan of yours..."

***

You raised a brow at Moreau who offered to watch your child, it wasn't that you didn't trust him.

It was just so sudden, usually it was you who asks him to watch [Y/s/n] while you do something.

Evwn assuring him it was alright, you never trusted anyone else to watch your child, seeing as Moreau is more than capable of babysitting [Y/s/n].

You smiled softly at him muttering a soft thank you, before continuing onto your daily chores.

As you disappeared down the hall Karla and Alcino, emerged from the darkness making their presence know.

"Well done Moreau" Karla chuckled reaching out to grab [Y/s/n], only for Moreau to pull it away.

"Be gentle..." he muttered gently giving your child to Karla, she merely nodded and continued onto her work.

Alcino watched closely as Karla pricked your child on the arm, earning a loud cry from the child.

As the child wept Karla made sure to extract, almost enough blood for her weapon.

Stalking away from the crying child Moreau approached to calm it, only to be stopped when Alcino took the child cradling it.

The tall Vampire cleansed the wound making the infant slowly stop crying, it stared up at him with such innocent eyes, making him falter his movements.

The baby then reached and heldhis finger, Alcino abruptly handing them to Moreau, who in response stared at his leaving form.

Alcino rubbed the area where the infant touched him, feeling more motivation to save them from their terrible fate.

Meanwhile you were in yours and your husbands shared bedroom fixing your shared bed, with a blank expression.

Yoy felt his arms wrap around your waist, unconciously tensing up you stayed quiet.

Knowing what you needed to do, you leaned back not wanting to make the person angry, this made Miriam smirk watching your stiff form.

"My muse..." he whispered lowly, burying his nose on your hair making you shudder.

"Don't you have any other duties to fulfill?" You asked slowly tugging his arms away, he wrapped them back this time tighter.

"My duties for the day are all done" he said smiling.

Though his eyes held something darker, and you knew.

You knew fairly well what he wanted.

~~~

You stood up hearing someone outside the door, slipping into a robe.

Miriam was still sleeping being tired from your previous activities, you approached the door seeing Moreau, standing outside holding your son.

You gently took the sleeping infant from him, noticing a small wound on their arm.

"What happened?" You asked worriedly, Moreau scratched their arm apolagizing deeply.

"They accidentally pricked their arm by the bush..." you nodded slowly, nuzzling your nose against your son.

"Alright then..." you smiled back at him again, making him nod.

"Thank you for taking care of my child."

"Anytime Sister" he replied making you brighten up, in truth you and Moreau really did share a sibling bond.

Seeing Moreau as your younger brother, he was a gentle giant that's for sure.

You closed the door as Moreau left, opting to place your child inside a crib, that resided in the room.

You went inside the bathroom, wanting to take a bath to freshen up.

After showering you walked outside the bathroom, taking some clothes from the closet and changing.

You turned when you heard your child cry, freezing when you saw Miriam holding them.

"M...Miriam" you stuttered walking towards him, slowly reaching out to take [Y/s/n] from him.

He smiled at you choosing to place the child roughly back into the crib, making it cry louder.

"What's wrong love? I've held Eden before didn't I?" He asked blankly approaching you, you nodded slowly feeling him kiss your cheek, before walking in the bathroom.

Not wanting to stay any longer you slipped into some clothes, and took your leave with your infant child.

You sat in the garden clouds gathered in the sky, the cold breeze caressing your face.

"Fancy seeing you here" a deep voice spoke, making you turn and look.

Seeing Alcino standing there You smiled beckoning him to come, he obliged sitting on the bench beside you.

"The cold is somewhat calming isn't it?" You asked pulling your child closer, Alcino looked down for a moment taking in the sight before speaking.

"I would say yes but the cold also harms my sons."

You chuckled nodding the next few seconds, were about the two of you being quiet not knowing what to say.

"Your being awfully calm right now" you suddenly spoke making him blink.

"T...this is only a one time thing, do not expect me to be like this that much" he said cursing himself silently for stuttering, you laughed softly leaning on his arm.

"But I will..." you muttered shutting your eyes, Alcino smiled unknowingly choosing to let you be closing his eyes enjoing the calm tension.

~~~

You held your child closely as you watched Karla, basically kill Miriam opting to look away when your lovers head turn towards you.

His dead eyes looking at your form, making you breath heavily.

A hand was wrapped around your shivering form, as your head came in contact with someones chest.

Noticing their height you looked up seeing Alcino, kneeling down kissing your forehead.

"He's finally gone..." you muttered leaning in the Vampires touch, making him hum and pull you and your child closer.

#reader insert #x reader #resident evil #genderbend lady dimitrescu #genderbend x reader #genderbend resident evil #lord dimitrescu x reader #resident evil x reader #mother miranda #mother miranda genderbend

[siberian-xanadu]

Okay, I originally wasn't planning on doing any writing today cause I felt I would be too emotional to do so, but I'm about halfway through my mini-Yesathon and I feel like I need to.

I got into Yes as a result of being completely and totally obsessed with a different band (Rush, as I'm sure most of you know). This was in 2020, during the pandemic. I had bought Fragile and Close to the Edge on a whim, after the stores slowly began opening up again. I believe I put on Fragile first, but I honestly don't remember. What I do remember was that my first reaction was, "Holy shit, I see why Geddy Lee likes this band so much!". The only thing that has changed since then is that my love and appreciation for Yes (especially Chris, who is one-half of the inspiration for my blog header) has grown exponentially.

To say I fell madly in love with this band would be an understatement. I loved everything about them from first listen, however what really drew me in was the magnificent, boisterous, lively, and sublimely virtuosic bass playing by The Fish himself, Chris Squire. As of writing this, there has been no other bass player (well, besides Geddy Lee, as mentioned earlier) that has influenced me nearly as much. As a bassist, he was a true innovator: unconventional and creative, with the perfect balance of technical and melodic, and unafraid to sit at either the forefront or take a backseat. Even when the bass isn't the focus of a song, his bass lines help to keep the song interesting and engaging by adding slight syncopation, or refusing to play the root of a chord, or by playing slight variations on the same line. Believe me, I've played a lot of Yes at this point lol.

I am also of the controversial opinion that, as vocalist, he is immensly overlooked and underrated. I've sang in choirs my entire life, and you can tell that this guy was a choir singer too. His pitch and ability to harmonize as a singer was remarkable, and rarely out-of-tune. His breath control and choice of phrasing was also impressive, and really shines on his solo album, Fish Out of Water. Following this, he also had immense dynamic control, which is an overlooked trait in a singer, especially when it comes to rock music. The ability to switch back and forth to and from a light falsetto to what sounds like (to me) mixed belting on "Safe (Canon Song)" is particularly impressive, and shows a great deal of control. Hell, I'm a singer that's been doing this for over a decade, and I still find switching from mixed belting to pure head voice difficult, even when I'm not playing bass as well! The skill needed to combine all of the above vocally and play the challenging bass lines he's known for is ridiculous, coming from a singing bassist myself.

Every day, I'm grateful I got into Yes, and that Chris' immense talent was imparted on the world. Happy Birthday Fish, wherever you may be, and thank you for making me want to give up playing bass and become a hermit in Guatemala all the inspiration.

#storytime with violet #long ass post lol #happy birthday fishie ily (in a musician admiring way not a parasocial relationship with a dead guy way I SWEARRRRR)

[brokentoys]

even tho it's not in my canon (my eddie was the head of the cybercrime unit in the GCPD - inspired by ark origins) but i do like the story of eddie getting fucked over by a company and doesn't receive his royalties for creating such a big, successful game. because this happens too often. like the strawberry shortcake creator, and the hello kitty creator didn't receive royalties either - even though you would think they'd be millionaires because of their creation. but nope. some of them are even quite poor. this also, technically, happened to eddie's creator - bill finger. who was actually the ghost writer / true creator of batman and many of the rogues (including eddie!!!!) but bob kane took all the credit. and bill finger, unfortunately, died a poor man with little recognition. so i did like how the animated series took a unique approach to eddie's story and instead of making him a Scientist of any sort because he's Smart, they went with video game developer who got fucked over by corporation. the job fits eddie quite well, and it can also be a PSA. (also really nice to see eddie standing up for himself in this situation. fuck mockridge.)

it's one of the reasons why eddie's debut eps is one of my favorites from TAS. it's also just satisfying to watch eddie get away with it. and although bruce mentioned eddie still on the run - dick actually seemed more upset that MOCKRIDGE got away with making profit off eddie's work. which bruce then proceeded to joke about mockridge being literally traumatized because of eddie. it's suuuuch a satisfying end.

which is also why i don't get why bruce is so harsh to eddie in riddler's reform. like i always criticize how much nicer bruce is to harley in harley's holiday versus eddie's ep. like in harley's ep, bruce does have hope for harley (despite being madly in love with the joker.) yet in riddler's reform, bruce acts like eddie will never be good because of his "obsession." (which how is eddie's obsession worse than harley's?) like yeah, i know unlike harley, eddie was just pretending. but it's still weird for bruce to have zero hope for eddie when in his first debut episode, bruce seemed to have understood completely - he just didn't approve of eddie's methods of dealing with his situation. (clearly bruce thought mockridge was a Terrible Person, bruce just can't let anyone be Killed tho)

#( 🧩 ✧ INFERIOR PUPPETEER ✧ | OOC ) #// it's also why riddler's reform is my *least* fav eddie ep #// but that's also bc if you're so smart and what is reality just felt like they had deeper meanings #// and more to say than just Eddie Does Something and Bruce Stops Him

[yume4evere]

I mean no offense but do you believe Yuki loves Kaname or not? One minute you say her love for him has changed. The next minute you say they will always come back to each other in the end? What is it that you really believe?

Welcome

I believe that Yuki loved him madly before and that he was the most important person to her, but now I don't feel it, I don't see it. It is good that she found happiness in the end, but she has changed a lot about Kaname. She is more upset with him than she loves him. Of course she loves him, but not With the same passion as before.

Kaname's love for her transcends everything. He loves her more than her. This is clear. She loves him, but not with the same obsession. That's why I wished she would come back. Because hino tied him to her, ten thousand years ago, after he met her again as baby, or after he became human. His world and his heart belong to her. That's why I can't imagine him living without her, even if he doesn't remember her. His body, heart, and soul remember her

His love for her is there, and her love still has not completely disappeared, so if she comes back, maybe she will love him as much as she did if they had time together and gotten to know each other better.

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