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partycatty · 3 months

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Johnny cage and mayB some others being mind numbingly in love

Like they talk to reader and everytime just feel so stupid afterwards because theyre so in love and do stupid shit to impress

i love stupid men anon this works so well for me

johnny, raiden, kung lao, syzoth > stupid in love

warnings: big stupid hot sexy men (what else is new?), bojack horseman minor spoiler?? LMFOAMOF

+ bonus surprise character at the very end

masterlist

johnny >

• have you guys LMAO have you guys seen the. DLGHSDKJ the episode of bojack horseman where bojack gives diane the D in from the hollywood sign?? johnny is SO extra like that and for WHAT.

• OR YOU GUYS KNOW WHEN TODDLERS LIKE REALLY WANT TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING AND THEY JUST KEEP SAYING "LOOKIT" LMFAFOIFMOA

• "reader, reader are you watching - reader, reader watch -" as he's like about to absolutely FUCK UP a nerds rope or some stupid shit

• okay i'll be fr. johnny is by far the most concerningly extra of the entire group. he will put himself in stupid danger just to impress you.

• "watch me take on all these guys at once!" he'll call out to you during your time at the academy, surrounded by a dozen monks. he's in a sling and bandages the next day.

• "kenshi, i bet you sento that i can jump from the roof like bi-han did!" BAM.

• he'd randomly give you expensive gifts out of absolutely nowhere. or he'd give his one of many glasses away to you because he "has no use for them" or they're "out of style" (he's lying, he just wants to see you wear something that's his).

• oh? you briefly mention you're a tad chilly during training? oh no, johnny's top fell off, i guess he has to give it to you now. you know, to stay warm. oh, you don't want his top? okay, here's a comically fluffy, expensive coat! and it just so happens to be your size...!

• lowkey i headcanon johnny as, despite being an actor, pretty blushy if someone matches his energy or really gets under his skin. you'll pass by him with a witty comment about his fighting style, or even just to tell him he cleaned up nice after getting his ass kicked by raiden. johnny just stands there with steam spitting from his red ears, hand on his chest as he fights a stupid grin.

• he is down ASTRONOMICALLY. not even the elder gods can stop this man from being so drunk in love when you're around. he makes it everyone's problem.

raiden >

• we see how flustered he gets when he's called out by kitana. he's a grown man with dick and balls but he's also flustered very easily! he'll be decently vocal about his affection for you, but then word trickles down to your ear, at which point it's so over for him.

• walks into walls when he's so entranced by you training. like face first into a wall, his hat fluttering to the ground. kung lao loses it.

• he can't even hear what you're saying when you speak to him, it sounds like an angel muffled by the clouds of heaven. raiden's also not the greatest with his powers granted by the amulet. if you go in to touch his arm playfully, a jolt of electricity pricks your palm and you yelp. raiden can only sputter apologies as he bows down, his cheeks tinted.

• he's the type to do little favors for you, ones you barely notice. your spot at the table is tidied, the training dummy is prepped for your fighting style, or he's the first one to bring you something if you forget it. that, and tiny favors to butter you up to him.

• "reader, you said you were nauseous last training. i prepared you some tea," he'd slide the small cup over to you, fighting a goofy smile. he rehearsed his script a few times, so he sounded more static than intended.

• will ask you questions about training or the weather just to hear your voice. he couldn't even recall what you were saying, he just loved the way your lips moved.

• kung lao pokes at him for this often, nudging him or making comments about you being his partner when you're not. raiden will stomp on his foot to keep him from talking about his infatuation if you're around. as if you don't already know.

kung lao >

• he's totally the bouncing on his heels type of man. he'll stare at you with a stupid grin, like a kid in a candy store.

• "was there something you needed, kung lao?" you'd ask as you tended to your own duties, organizing various equipment into baskets.

• "ah, no, not at all," he'd wave you off with a grin. "just enjoying... the view."

• you cringe at his words, chuckling to yourself as he speaks you in a daze. his mouth runs off before his brain can stop it from happening, so his biggest downfall with his crush is yapping. he'll sit there and explain his family history to you, or how much he hated farming cabbage, or his favorite meal at madam bo's just to keep you around long enough.

• kung lao always has this desire to keep you close by, so he continuously does stupid shit to keep you by his side. including but not limited to accidentally slicing his hands on his hat, one that he swore was a genius idea. in concept, probably.

• he wants to impress you so bad. SO BAD. anything he does is deserving of a bragging right if he's the one to do it. lao would totally try to shrug it off so you could gas him up more. any compliment, forced or not, was music to his ears.

• "yeah, i totally beat raiden," he'll check his nails nonchalantly as he leans against the wall, telling you the story of the cabbage competition for dinner against his best friend. "really swept him."

• "that's just not true," raiden would try to interject when he heard lao's version of the story. kung lao just holds eye contact with you, grinning, as he shoves raiden aside by his face.

syzoth >

• im sorry IM SORRY BUT I JUST LOVE THE HC THAT HIS TAIL WAGS I KNOW THATS NOT HOW THAT WORKS JUST- JUST BEAR WITH ME.

• you hear thumping when you're around, though you're never able to find out where it's coming from, so you chalk it up to the monks landing blows against the wooden dummies.

• but the sound lingers when you're at dinner. the table is... rattling.

• you look up to see if anyone else notices or if you were hit too hard during training. but, you see everyone staring past you. just down the table, syzoth is sitting with a pile of bugs on his plate, his tail thumping in and out of view.

• "syzoth," kenshi will gently say, leaning into his ear to whisper something. syzoth flushes a green tint and tries to resume to his meal, the bugs scurrying out of his chopsticks as he struggles to keep it together.

• out of respect for his dignity, you hold your tongue at his obvious affection. syzoth tries to keep it under wraps but he can't help it when you're just so cute!

• he'll stand close by you, inching closer and closer until you notice. he'll slip you little trinkets and flora with a small smile. anything from a rock that matches the shades of your eye, to a flower he picked by the gardens, to a stick. a nice stick, to be fair! you wonder if this is zaterran courtship.

• "it reminded me of you," he'd lean into your ear. your bedside table is decorated with various... outside decor.

BONUS! kitana >

• kitana knew she couldn't get entangled with the umgadi after seeing how risky mileena is with tanya, but my god were you breathtaking.

• you would often accompany her in the carriages as she waved to her people, eyes transfixed on her. you're devoted to her protection. it is your god-given duty. your eye contact was too much at times, and kitana would often catch herself staring at you, her hand suspended in the air. she'd forget to wave.

• "is everything alright, my princess?" you would ask innocently, in a low tone to avoid raising suspicion. kitana's mind short circuits when you call her... yours. even if you're referring to the umgadi's worship. she shakes her head and clears her throat, pulling her mask up higher to conceal her blush.

• if she were to give speeches on her mother's behalf or otherwise, she'd find herself forgetting what the rehearsed, or hell, struggling to rehearse. you were the one she'd come to for help with speeches, yet you made things ten times harder when you'd lean in to listen to her better. it makes her mind absolutely numb.

• "and you tell me to steer away from the umgadi," mileena would rasp into her ear as the sister sat on their thrones, you positioned by her side and eyes forward. "it seems you picked a favorite, sister."

• "i'm not the only guilty one," she'd hiss back to her sister, nodding at tanya. "it won't get in the way of duties, as long as mother doesn't know."

• you'd fight to netherrealm and back for your princess. as you fight off intruders or threats, kitana forgets to escape, instead transfixed on the way your muscles would contract and flex with each blow.

• she wants to be the one to care for your wounds. the power imbalance means nothing to her, you're her equal.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #johnny cage #mk1 #johnny cage x reader #syzoth x reader #syzoth #syzoth mk1 #kung lao #kung lao x reader #raiden mk1 #raiden #raiden x reader #kitana #mk1 kitana #kitana x reader #mortal kombat x you #marley writes ☆

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ane-doodles · 4 months

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thank you for your ask @cultishlamby , i will take it as an opportunity to ramble a bit ;)

Short answer:

long answer with a little background:

There was a time when her appearance was a problem, due to the confusion around her, because of this she limited the use of accessories and clothing in general outside of her mantle and other clothing necessary in ceremonies.

At first she did feel uncomfortable in the midst of the change, but over time it became insignificant. The mystery about her own existence helped create that divine leader aura that she needed.

As extra notes:

• The first generation of cultists knew the gender and name of the Lamb.

• At first none of the bishops knew the gender of the Lamb (because well... they just had to sacrifice it and they were a little busy afterwards) but after joining the cult they discovered it.

• Leshy was the first to find out, but it was irrelevant.

• Narinder was the last to find out (he actually thought she was male)... which is ironic because he is the one who has known her the longest, but at no time did he take the time to pay attention beyond what was necessary.

There is a small comic of this in this post (third image, bottom left)

Bonus:

The Lamb after learning how distracted Narinder can be (he ended up eating plates of grass for a long time)

#ane talking #ane doodles yay!#cotl lore #cotl #cult of the lamb #cotl the lamb #I'm going to count the last part as #narilamb #with their particular.... relationship #Chain for a promise AU #CFP au

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toomuchracket · 18 days

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birthday sleepover (office nerd!matty x reader smut)

final day of matty35!! happy birthday to my favourite boy. have a fic about watching star wars and shagging afterwards to celebrate!! enjoy <3

“why did we need to rewatch the ending of return of the jedi on dvd? i thought i was doing a good thing cueing them all up on demand for you coming over.”

“no, you were, darling, i appreciate it so much, but i really need to show you this bonus feature,” matty kisses your head, before abandoning you completely to stand next to the tv and gesture to the force ghosts appearing to luke skywalker onscreen. “look - different anakin.”

you squint. “what? how?”

“they retconned the digital edition for continuity - added the guy from the prequels to the dvd box set release in 2004,” your boyfriend explains, eyes lighting up in that adorable way they do when he’s passionate about something; naturally, it’s how he looks at you, most of the time. “that’s the original guy, there. same guy who played unmasked vader in the him and luke reconciliation scene, you know. isn’t that weird?”

“yeah.” you’re not lying.

matty moves back to sit next to you on the bed, tugging you onto his lap and gently holding your face. he kisses you, soft and slow and long, and you can feel his affection for you in it. “thank you for marathoning the original trilogy with me, darling. best birthday i’ve had in a long time.”

you pout. “not best ever?”

“that would be the tour of st. james park when i was ten,” he grins. “but this is a close second.”

“i’ll take it,” you kiss his nose. “wait… so if i was to take you on a tour of st. james park…”

“stop it right now, i might cum.”

“oh, for god’s sake,” you facepalm, trying your best not to grin while matty cracks up beside you. “let’s 86 that idea, then.”

“yeah. and we can do that number take away 17 together instead.”

“what… oh,” you smirk at your giggling boyfriend. “then you really will cum.”

“so will you,” matty leans in to kiss your neck. “you know how much i love it when you sit on my face.”

“fuck,” you can't help moaning at the thought of his tongue slicing through you, flicking against your clit with reckless abandon as you writhe on that pretty face of his; the way it's currently soothing the bite he just left on your neck isn't helping, either. “is it bedtime yet?”

matty presses kisses up across your neck to your lips - when they meet yours, you slip your tongue into his mouth, and the whine he lets out completely liquifies your insides and sends them straight into your underwear. “yeah… wait, babe,” he pants against your lips. “we haven’t let maggie outside tonight yet.”

“oh, right,” you look around the room, slightly groggy, for the puppy you were convinced was asleep on her bed by the radiator. “she’s not in here?”

“think she left halfway through the empire strikes back. reckon she was bored,” he looks at you pointedly, smile threatening to break out. “takes after her mother in that regard.”

“i wasn’t bored!”

your boyfriend kisses your nose. “sweetheart, i saw your eyes glazing over like five separate times,” he kisses all over your face, dragging a giggle from your lips with each press of his own. “but you stayed awake through all of them, and you didn’t complain, and i think you deserve head as a thank you.”

“you know, baby, you don’t actually need an excuse to eat me out.”

“yeah, i do,” matty blushes, hiding his face in your neck. “because i’d just have my head between your legs all the time if i didn’t.”

you laugh, holding the back of his head and cuddling him. “well, the sooner you take the dog out, the sooner you can come back and do that to me.”

the speed with which matty practically shoves you off his lap and runs out of the bedroom is comical. he laughs when you smack his ass, turning back to blow you a kiss before running towards the living room, shouting for maggie. you roll out of bed, darting over to softly close the door behind him then making a beeline for your wardrobe.

excitement - and slight nerves, you must admit - building in your stomach, you reach behind a stack of band tees on the wardrobe shelf, standing on tiptoe to grab the paper bag you stashed there a week ago. moving quickly, acutely aware that you have limited time before matty returns, you pull the lingerie from the bag, barely even looking at it before you’re yanking your (well, matty’s) t-shirt off and replacing it with the fancy bra. only once you’re fully dressed in the new underwear do you admire it, moving to stand in front of the full-length mirror and examining yourself. adjusting the chains holding your tits up, and smoothing any creases from the long skirt, you turn, looking at your outfit from different angles, giggling deliriously.

you look hot. extremely hot. matty’s going to fucking lose it.

and he’s going to be back any second - you can hear him padding along the hallway, humming the imperial march to himself. chucking your discarded clothes onto the chair at your vanity, you all but launch yourself back onto the bed, and settle into the first sexy-ish pose that comes to mind: lying on your side, facing the door, elbow propping up your head and top leg slightly bent.

a brief wave of panic washes over you when the realisation of what you’re doing sinks in, but you don’t have time to psych yourself out of it before matty’s knocking softly on the door. “darling?” he sounds concerned. “you alright? can i come in?”

you take a deep breath. now or never, you suppose. “yeah. come in, angel.”

“got worried when i saw the door was- oh my god,” matty’s breath catches when he opens the door and sets eyes on you for the first time. he stands there quite gormlessly for about a minute, mouth agape and pretty eyes blinking constantly, as if to make sure you’re actually lying on the bed in princess leia cosplay and he isn’t dreaming. his eyeline shifts quite constantly, too, flitting from your smiling (smirking) face to your legs to your chest and back again. yours shifts down over his bare chest to his boxers, already beginning to tent, much to your delight.

mission accomplished.

twirling your hair around your index finger, you smile at your boyfriend. “happy birthday, baby,” biting your lip, you beckon him over with the same finger; he stumbles forwards, entranced, sinking to his knees at the side of the bed. you run your thumb over his lips, and matty whines quietly, eliciting a satisfied hum of your own. “do you like my new outfit?”

he nods so frantically you fear for his neck. still, you want to hear him. “words, sweet boy. want you to tell me what you think about it.”

“okay,” matty croaks out, eyes glued to your tits. “you- you look fucking incredible. um, just, like, so sexy. m’so fucking turned on. never been so hard in my fucking life. seriously.”

he isn’t kidding; you glance down at his clothed dick, visibly straining against the fabric, and you can feel your ego inflating to match. “yeah?” you slide your hand into his hair. “what do you want to do about it?”

“wanna fuck you,” he whimpers, looking doe-eyed at you. “but i wanna eat you out first. can i? please, darling?”

he’s so fucking eager. you’re obsessed with him.

nodding, you move so you’re sitting on the edge of the bed in front of matty, flicking the front of the skirt out of the way; his pupils dilate even more when he sees you’re bare underneath, and you giggle. “go on then, gorgeous.”

matty’s barely gasped out a “thank you” before you’re being tugged towards his face and it’s buried between your thighs. really, there’s no other word for it - if you could think anything coherent amidst the pleasure searing through you with every movement of your boyfriend’s tongue, you’d genuinely worry about whether he can breathe or not, so close is he to your core. but how can you be expected to think when you feel so fucking good?

of course, matty being matty, he’s slightly graceless with his tongue in his overexcitement, but that’s easily remedied - you root your fingers between those curls you love so much, using them as leverage to grind yourself against him and, in the process, guide him to do what you need him to. he groans what you assume, knowing him, is a “thank you” into your cunt, and the vibrations of his voice add an extra layer to the stimulation already turning you into a wanton, whining mess of a woman. “fuck, matty, such a good boy for me,” you pant, stomach contracting with every lick. humming happily, he takes your clit into his mouth, sucking on the bud and making you wail. “yes, yes, just like that… fuck, you’re so good, so fucking good to me. keep going, angel, make me feel good.”

just like you knew it would, the praise spurs your boyfriend on, more than you would’ve thought humanly possible had you not spent copious amounts of time with his mouth on you just like this. after he’s had his fill of making out with your clit - for now, at least - matty turns his attention to your hole itself, licking into it like melting ice cream, driving the muscle into you to the hilt, over and over and over. that in itself is enough to make your legs convulse, but then he adds his thumb to your clit; some form of half-scream half-sob thing drags itself up your throat and past your lips as matty draws every pattern he knows you love onto the bundle of nerves, and your thighs involuntarily clench around his head, keeping him flush against you.

as if he would ever leave you hanging.

some part of your pleasure-numb brain urges you to apologise, tells you that crushing his head like that is surely painful, but it’s quickly disproven by your boyfriend whimpering into your core, pretty little masochist that he is. he looks up at you, beautiful eyes rolling back further into his head with every moan you make, responding with whines and groans of his own. there are a lot of things to like and love about matty, and his focused desire to always make you feel good is one of them - he gets off on this, making you feel nothing less than euphoric, and there’s no way in hell he’s stopping doing what he’s doing until you cum.

and when he rapidly flicks his tongue on your clit, side to side, curls flying everywhere from the force with which he’s shaking his head, you do. the building ball of pleasure in your stomach shatters, careening into your veins and nerves and brain and voicebox, and it’s all you can do to hold him against your cunt until the aftershocks subside.

matty giggles breathily, tenderly rubbing your thighs as you flop back onto the bed and catch your breath. when you’ve stopped shaking quite so much, you sit up on your elbows to look at him. “now where on earth did you learn that last move?”

he shrugs, cheeks rosy from use and damp with you. sweet as caramel and completely earnest, he replies. “just wondered if it would work.”

“jesus christ,” you giggle, shaking your head. “you're perfect, you know that? now,” you beckon him again. “get up here, birthday boy.”

matty doesn't waste any time; he's lying beside you before you've even finished talking, giddy smile intact. you make the same face in return, climbing onto his lap and pressing your lips to his, while his hands find home on your waist. the taste of yourself on him is exhilarating - you moan into matty when it hits you, and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth and fluster you even further.

it's such a good kiss that it physically pains you to pull away. but the sight of matty, all messy hair and big adoring eyes, makes up for it. smiling, you stroke his cheek with your thumb. “so, birthday boy, what do you want to do next?”

“hmm,” matty's brow furrows adorably, hands tracing the bare skin of your torso as he thinks. after a moment, he looks up at you shyly. “i’d like you to ride me, please.”

before you can open your mouth to agree, he bursts into speech again. “but only if you want to! we can do something else if you’re not in the mood for that. god, i’d take anything at all. but, also, nothing. i don’t mind,” he takes a breath, smiling lovingly at you and stroking your hair. “to be honest, i’d settle just for looking at you, darling. my beautiful girl”.

your cheeks burn, your heart flutters, and all you can do is kiss your boyfriend again. it's sweeter than the last kiss, but it quickly deepens into something desperate - you lift your hips and tug gently at matty's boxers, and he lifts his own hips to let you slide them off. you giggle against his lips as he holds you at a funny angle so he can kick the underwear off, pulling back slightly to talk. “can i fuck you now, sweetheart?”

matty smiles. “you can do anything you want.”

“alright,” you grin at the way he whimpers when you take hold of his dick, eyes fluttering closed when you pump it; you softly touch his face as if to stir him. “eyes open, sweetheart. want you to watch me.”

“okay. sorry,” he obliges, eyes opening and widening as you sink down onto him slowly, hands braced on his hard chest. “jesus christ.”

“yeah,” you breathe, jaw dropping as you take him fully. after a second, you begin to grind your hips, riding him slowly to adjust to how big he is. “always feel so fucking good inside me, baby. how is it for you?”

“perfect,” he's fucked already, eyes heavy and jaw slackening, a sheen of sweat covering his chest tattoo. you speed up your movements, and matty groans, gaze fixated on your tits. “can i touch you, please?”

“of course, angel.”

“thank you.” just as you predicted, your boyfriend's hands immediately go to your chest, palming and squeezing as best he can through the bra. feeling generous - it is his birthday, after all - you reach backwards and undo the garment, chucking it somewhere in your bedroom. matty smiles deliriously, and when he lightly pinches your nipples, you can't help the way your hips speed up or the moan that escapes your lips.

clearly, he isn't the only masochist in the room.

your thighs are beginning to burn from the effort, but you ignore it. matty's enjoying this, the way you're fucking him, as evidenced by the whines of your name and groans and whimpers that fall from his lips, punctuated by the gorgeous sound of your skin slapping against his. and you're enjoying it, too - he hits a delicious spot inside you every time your bodies meet, and given your previous orgasm you don't think it'll take long for you to get off again.

he also seems to be getting close, hips sporadically jerking up into you. it feels good, actually, so good that you decide it might be time to relinquish control for a bit. you smile sweetly. “do you want to do the work for a bit, angel, wanna fuck me?”

“can i?”

fuck, you have the most adorable boyfriend in history. you nod. “i'd really like that.”

“alright,” matty shuffles beneath you, sitting up more against the pillows and moving your arms to rest on his shoulders. he kisses you, so deeply and passionately that your head spins. “can i make you cum, please, darling?”

“yeah.”

he smiles, hands moving to hold your hips. “whatever my girl wants.”

no sooner than the words have left his mouth, matty fucks up into you as fast as he can. you've no idea how he can even move at such a brutal pace, but you're not about to complain; you're not about to do anything, actually, except cling onto him and moan into his neck, your second orgasm of the night creeping closer and closer with every thrust of your boyfriend's hips. urging it on even faster, you slip a hand down to your still-sensitive clit, matching pace with matty and pulling the pleasure out from your very bones. you throw your head back, whimpering praise and pleas for him to get you off; matty watches, mesmerised. “fuck, you're beautiful,” he groans, still fucking you with reckless abandon. “cum for me, please, please. wanna watch you, wanna make you feel good. need it, darling, need you to cum.”

his pleading is what does it for you; with a wail, you bury your head in the crook of matty's neck, whimpering into him as you cum for the second time in under an hour. he brings a hand to the back of your head, tenderly holding you close as his hips stutter to a stop, murmuring more pleas into your ear. “fuck, fuck, please let me cum, can't - shit, darling - can't hold it any longer.”

“do it,” you speak into his skin. “cum, baby, fill me up.”

matty whines, thrusting up into you a final time. he wraps his arms around you as he cums, kissing your shoulder as he recovers. “thank you, sweet girl. so good to me.”

“so good for me,” you lean forward to kiss your boyfriend, both of you unbothered by the cum leaking out of you and onto his stomach when he slips out of you. “always exactly what i need.”

matty smiles. he holds your face so carefully, caressing your cheeks when you pull apart. “i've changed my mind.”

“about what?” you frown, confused.

“about what my best birthday was,” matty giggles, still panting for breath. “it's this one. hands-down. fuck the football.”

you laugh. “can i get that in writing?”

“after today? you can get anything you want,” he laughs, slightly manic, shaking his head in disbelief. “i can't believe you bought and wore that outfit for me, darling. sexiest fucking thing i've ever seen, christ.”

“i'm glad you liked it. i had a lot of fun,” you kiss his nose. “happy birthday, baby. can i clean you up?”

“in a minute, my girl,” matty wraps his arms around your thighs and tugs you until your core hovers over his face, currently set into the biggest smirk you've ever seen. “my turn first.”

#mads muses #mads does writing #matty35 #office nerd au #matty healy fanfic #matty healy fic #matty healy fanfiction #matty healy smut #matty healy x reader #matty x reader

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yandereworlds · 2 years

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I decided to do a quick comic scenario of what Dae-Hyun is like when jealous. Most the time, he tends to experience anger quite quickly and may act upon impulse depending on the situation and lots of cuddles are usually in order afterwards. Also decided to add a bonus of M/C trying to help clean up!

#Dae-hyun #Yandere #yandere headcanons #Yandere imagines #My Art #//Mun Kiki #Yancore #comic #yanderecore #male yandere #oc #yandere drabble #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere scenarios

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ninetailedfoxmanchi · 1 year

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Simon 'Ghost' Riley: How You Started Dating (and some little things about Ghost)

Warnings: mentions of cigarettes and smoking, references to PTSD, scars

A/N: Once again, a disclaimer: I base this on Ghost’s backstory according to the comic books as well as the video games but this is just my take so if you imagined him differently, that is totally valid!

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I think Simon would be attracted to someone outside his work; someone in a different profession, because he would see his team members more as family than partners

Besides, he keeps his private life separated from his work, so I don't think it's likely he would fall in love with a co-worker simply because of this 'mental barrier' of how he sees them

His girlfriend could be anything from nurse, veterinarian, café owner, teacher, academic to chef or artist. I don't think Ghost would find a romantic connection with someone working a similar job as him or something in law enforcement

You met in a café where he forgot his wallet on the counter and you were the customer waiting next-in-line who ran after him. Simon most definitely insisted to buy you coffee as a thanks (but in reality he was just taken aback by your looks because he found you very pretty) (full fic: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley: How You Met)

You found it unusual why the bottom half of his face was hidden behind a mask but Simon was a stranger to you at that time so you didn't presume to ask

Because he is so shy and reserved at first, after asking you out for a few coffees, you presumed he was just very grateful and did not know when to stop showing it, or he just wanted to be friends. Your 'dates' were very pleasant but you found yourself doing most of the talking and learning very little of Simon

But when he walked you home that night, an angry car rushed by and Simon pushed you behind him, even though you were both standing on the pavement, as if a tank was coming at you not a car whooshing down the street

"Are you okay?" he asked and took your face into his calloused hands. The caring you saw in his eyes was not one of gratitude nor mere friendship-in-the-making. His heart was racing and his lips were parted and you could hardly imagine a man of his stature and career to be afraid of anything. But apparently, Simon was afraid of you getting hurt

Afterwards, Ghost walked you home and insisted you stay on the inner side of the pavement whilst he held your hand (this is something he did not insist on although his secure grip suggested otherwise)

You suddenly realized as you saw him so deep in thought that Simon was a man of few words but many actions

You smiled to yourself and squeezed his hand as you caressed your thumb across his. Simon woke from his thought, his eyes widened and just a glimpse of blush crept to his unshaven cheeks from behind the mask

Also some little things you would find out about Ghost; he does not like animals much (because of his father) but he does find cats and dogs very therapeutic and if he had the chance, he would adopt both (but he can't because he is away a lot because of work)

You also learned that Simon likes his coffee black with one sugar but he prefers tea

He is also an occasional smoker; it used to help with his anxiety but when he learns you're not a big fan of kissing smokers, Simon keeps his habit to a minimum

He likes Marlboro Reds because they're pretty strong but he also smoked Davidoff Classics for a while

Simon's favourite colours are earthy red (like terra cotta), sage green and pale dark blue

He is a very light sleeper; the smallest unnatural noise wakes him

Simon is also an early birth rather than a night owl; he likes to go to bed pretty early and also wakes up almost with the dawn - he likes quiet mornings with a cigarette and a cup of British tea; the only thing better, in Simon's opinion, is when you're there with him

Bonus: How I personally imagine what Ghost looks like

Simon has a mixture of brown and ginger hair although his beard is entirely the latter. I think his standard hairstyle is a military cut but when he is off duty, he lets it grow a bit longer

His cheeks are unshaven the majority of the time so that the scars are not as visible

Ghost's eyes are pale blue, grey sometimes, although they were nearly aquamarine when he was a baby

Also, I think Ghost has a bit of natural undereye circles which make him look perpetually tired

His left forearm is entirely covered in tattoos reaching even past his elbow. The images are mainly motives of warfare and military but deep down they're a representation of Simon's life

Obviously, Ghost is very tall (about 6'2 or 6'3) and muscular; also a bit of a big boy <3

#simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #call of duty #cod #cod mw2 #cod mw2 fanfic #ghost x reader #simon riley #simon ghost riley imagine #simon riley imagine #modern warefare 2 x reader #modern warfare 2

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Not sure if you've been asked this before, but imagine a slasher with a nurse that's like John wick? (GN) like it's up to you if they're an assassin but just imagine how comical that'd be like one day they end up taking on like 20 people with ease- k!llin' people with a pencil (😭)

Bonus if we can get the Letters reaction🥺

"~Oh. You certainly know how to have fun."

He knew, but it doesn’t mean he enjoyed it any less. He saw you cutting and stabbing through flesh like it was nothing with stars in his eyes.

Penny helped you of course. But, he did enjoy watching you kill half of them in a matter of seconds.

"Well well…Looks like this kitty’s got nasty claws, huh ?"

Pennywise was agreeably surprised. He saw you kill with such ease. He didn’t expect it from you.

He thought you were sweet, but when he saw just how strong you were…He felt his respect growing towards you. Especially since he got to eat half of the guys you murdered.

Patricia was proud of you.

She looked at you for a moment before taking you in her arms.

"Aww…My little girl/boy all grown up and ready to stab. I am so proud of you."

Proud mother right there.

Michael had always been suspicious of you. The way you handled a knife was too precise and efficient. Only a true pro would be able to handle it like that.

But, he only realised how powerful you really were when you heard that one of the slashers had been assaulted and you didn’t even hesitate before stabbing the man/woman in the arm with a pen.

Michael had to stop you and he didn’t even want to. But the way you were going at it, you would have surely lost your job.

"A pen ?! A freaking pen ?!" *bursts out laughing*

You made Jack’s day. He knew you could be dangerous…but a pen ? Really ?

He could almost taste death in the room and it made him euphoric. He quickly grabbed a snack and leaned back as he enjoyed watching you be violent.

Norman would be a little puzzled at first, but he’d soon grow interested. He’d try to figure out where your learned to defend yourself and attack with such efficiency.

"That was rather impressive, my little monster…" *waits a few seconds before smirking* "…Do it again."

Norman is as bloodthirsty as they come. He likes to kill, but he’d be thrilled to see you take a life in front of him. It would be like watching an innocent little rabbit turn into a wolf.

Jason would be surprised.

He always saw you as the nice nurse who wouldn’t hurt a fly. He wasn’t sure how he felt about it at first, but he quickly got used to the idea. He then enjoyed watching you kill. That little sparkle in your eyes when you’d defend the slashers…

He’d even learn to enjoy seeing you have fun at it.

"High-five !" *proceeds to do just that*

Freddy already liked you, but when he saw you take on a whole team of infiltrated soldiers…He was impressed and aroused.

Freddy is high on pain and suffering. He feeds on fear and would love you even more for it.

The way you were covered in blood and seemed completely unfazed by it.

The way your eyes completely lost all light and you seemed calm as you stabbed three grown men in the chest.

The way you were barely short of breath after having completely wiped out the enemy.

Brahms barely spoke afterwards.

You thought he was mad at you, but you quickly understood that it was quite the opposite. He had seen a new side of you he didn’t expect. And frankly ? He liked it.

"…Ya know what ? Ya jus’ made me 100% more into ya, sugar. Consider me a fan."

Bo is violent. He likes violence. So, of course he’d love watching you kill people.

He’d stand there and watch your victims drop like flies with a smile on his face.

He thought about helping, but quickly realised you didn’t need any help and he just enjoyed the show.

#fandoms #imagine #fanfic #pennywise 2017 #pennywise 1990 #slashers #pennywise x reader #michael myers x reader #freddy krueger x reader #jason voorhees x reader #norman bates x reader #the horde x reader #jack torrance x reader #bo sinclair x reader #slashers au #brahms heelshire x reader

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JOHN: my dad forbade me to say anything to my nanna about the top surgery thing, and it's just hit me how funny it would be if i got it done and didn't tell her and just waited for her to notice. i mean, what's she gonna say? "didn't you used to have tits?"

JANE: Don't tell her, then get a pair of fake tits afterwards and have them accidentally fall out during family dinner. Bonus points if you can pair it with some sort of comical noise.

JOHN: thoroughly noted. that's hilarious.

JADE: to be fair you... probably didnt have tits most of your life? "didnt you used to..." "oh yeah we reverted that feature based on user feedback!"

JANE: In fact, when Jake had top surgery, as he was coming out of anesthesia in the recovery room, I dumped two fake boobs out of a paper bag onto his bedside table and said, "The doctor said you can keep these, if you want. Like when you get wisdom teeth pulled." The nurse laughed so hard she cried!

#source: @beaft #were stuffing as many j-crew family members into this quote some fucking way or another so help me god #homestuck #incorrect homestuck quotes #incorrect quotes #mod dave #john egbert #jane crocker #jade harley #and jake and dad and nanna by mention. also

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elirium · 6 months

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20 questions to HATE (dc edition)

There was this one artikel a while back which was somethign like 30 questions to love. and then i saw a tictoc with a girl who made her own version 30 question to HATE. So i made a dc version. if someone answer all 20 questions and you dont HATE them afterwards you guys have a very special connection <3. (i came up with these with the help of @rina457)

You have to make one Robin (Dick, Jason, Tim, Stephanie, Damian) not exist permanently and never have existed. Choose which.

Superman comics, Batman comics, Wonder Woman comics, Flash comics. You can only keep 2.

How many children does Batman have in Canon.

Design a new character for the Wonder Woman mythos.

Choose one Titans Team constellation.

Worst Batman writer.

Opinions on the Young Justice cartoon.

(similiar to 3 but different) who do you consider main batfam.

Which non canon book do you consider canon.

Worst dc artist.

Kill one person permanently. (not the joker)

Favorite tom king book.

Which book would you give tom king to write.

Opinion zu the dark knight returns.

Favorite jason todd version.

Which character do you think is better in the new 52 than outside the new 52.

Who is in your opinion the favorite sibling for each of the batchildren.

Best supergirl.

Worst supergirl.

Choose a Superboy love interest.

BONUS: YOUR favorite controversial opinion!

(Sorry these are kinda batman heavy, however batman fans are the ones which the most ontroversial opinions.)

#dc #batman #superman #wonder woman #flash #elis posts #evil elirium #number 1 was orignally just robin however everyone would say carrie and we all would agree to much #this is the questionare of disagreement!#i asked my sister how you spell opionions and i asked her if i should spell it like onions but with a p but she said no with another i #and i said you dont know how i spell onions #is evilirium better than evil elirium?#evilirium

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kunehokki · 8 months

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"Pearl? Oh, yes, Pearl!! Pearl is the most trustworthy, amazing, wonderful, super-bofulous janitor of Scarland. And the only janitor of Scarland but who's actually counting? Anyways...yes what was the question again-?"

— GoodtimeswithScar, Builder of Scarland, and definitely not an actual quote.

bonus mini comic in the keep reading!

she put it on for the promo poster and. definitely forgot to take it off afterwards so those poor shoes have some coal and butter stains </3

#my art #pearlescentmoon #pearlescentmoon fanart #hermitcraft fanart #mcyt #mcyt fanart #hermitcraft s9 #goodtimeswithscar #tagged for his mini cameo lmao #under the cut!!!#basket of lilacs

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abyssalreid · 2 months

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And so the strange string of events keep happening. continuing from this;

I will now tell you the next installment of wtf happened.

Context:

Now, after this happened, i noticed he's been following PV around, he was a bit too close, he was then stopped by Strawberry cookie, the conversation looked like he was trying to make excuses while breaking a sweat. And then I had the audacity to poke him afterward.

I also decided to personify this "{user}" a bit more. Even the "{user}" is pretty much personifying my actions. {user} could also be viewed as a "Y/N" character. I'm sure others can relate. Please enjoy my dumb sketchy doodle comic

Title: "Pester"

[ also yes {User}'s power is though that black tablet thing. ]

*edit*

OOPS My hand slipped

#licorice cookie #pure vanilla cookie #shadow milk cookie #cookierun kingdom #crk #self aware crk #{User}#my art #I adore this Scrungly cookie

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anime-greek · 3 months

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Slash in ClanAU concept art/ doodles

Can finally post these and make more now that I properly introduced him in that recent comic.

My guy gets the 2nd most character development among the adults despite being in the background (though I did plan like 3 “episodes” focused on him in earlier days of AU)

Bonus info for him!

-Based off red footed tortoise

-Originally wielded metal claws but scrapped it. He very much prefers fighting with his bare hands as his skin/shell is super durable and it’s easier to manage. Nails can extend/retreat if he wants it to.

-Beat up Leo after their first encounter. Later on Raph beat the shit out of him when he realized who he is (post-movie) (also got a few hits on him, but left the tortoise in way worst shape). Leo didn’t tell Raph who or what happened, Raph just connected the dots.

-He has four other siblings. Three older (Bidi, Calavo, and ‘Leatherhead’) and one younger (‘Mondo’). He does not get along well with any of them. Closest is Mondo but that’s because the lil guy puts up with them all due to fear. They are mutated by the same scientist and not by the oozequitos, thus does not have ‘magical’ abilities.

-Had anger/trust issues but it’s resolved later on. Mended relationship with Mondo afterwards.

-Later on gets along with Turbo and her cousins really well. And new hamato siblings

-Dated Leo (23) for a couple months before they broke up mutually. Then dated Raph for like a week (to help Raph’s bi-curiosity). He’s currently (present day) dating someone else in an unserious relationship.

-Slash is 3 years older than Leo.

-Slash is an alias he made up on the spot. But he very soon preferred it over the name his family gave him.

-Slash and Raph really didn’t like each other at first but are currently best friends.

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beebfreeb · 4 months

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DIDL + Website Status Update

You may have noticed that I have not updated my website in quite some time. I've also noticed this, and I enjoy working on my webpage, so this has made me quite sad.

I've made a decent amount of progress since I first announced my webpage design overhaul, and I have to say: I like how it's going!

Obviously unfinished, but I'm excited about it.

About half of the illustrations for 18 are done so far, I have another side comic finished, and the writing for intermission 2 is coming along well.

If possible, the updated website should be out in February 2024, with more regular updates to DIDL afterwards.

More under the Read More below! I tend to ramble + have a bunch of misc bonus stuff I haven't posted (I think).

Feedback on any issues with the current website layout is wonderfully appreciated. You can contact me here, or use my email which can be found on the website.

(I haven't been able to start on the new DREAMLAND main page yet, but I'm very excited to share everything I've been working on when I can!) I really want to work on more Extra Content. While I have some short comics scripted out, I just have so much information in my head and no idea what is best to present first...! If you can think of something I could expand on, I'd be happy to hear it. What would be fun to see?

Also, an update on my very long body type and height reference lineup. I'm unsure if I'll add anyone else, as this is just for characters who I consider major enough to keep consistent heights.

I also have this Phoebe turnaround because I planned to 3D model her before I got very sick in November, and I've yet to return to modeling... I'll get back to it eventually.

Outfit sketches I geniunely can't remember if I've ever posted or not (if not, tell me, so that I can upload them in a separate post!)

And finally,

(^ I want to add more of this style of graphics around the website. Is anyone interested in a sort of "page-doll" type graphic?)

This concludes DIDL newsletter Tumblr exclusive. I should set up a real newsletter one day, so I can force people to check their emails.

#daisy in dreamland #didl #beebfreeb art tag #my ocs #beebfreeb #I need to come up with a website update tag.#beebfreeb website tag #<- Yep. Sure. I will use this to organize anything I post here related to websiteing.

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yrrtyrrtwhenihrrthrrt · 7 months

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It's once again 9:53am on a workday so you know what time it is. Time to share spicy e-zone headcanons of my 4 goldenhearted boys (sorry) (no I'm not)

Spicy below cut

Ballister Boldheart:

Thighs. Inner thighs, specifically. This is a pretty common one but it's definitely his most favorite place to be touched that's not a literal sex organ. They are his biggest weakness and what a weakness they are. Ambrosius can just lightly scratch them with through pants while sitting next to each other in a meeting or smth and he will be desperately ripping his clothes off at the immediate next opportunity they have alone. He likes when Ambrosius gives him hickeys and bites him there, and Ambrosius likes it too. The skin is very sensitive and soft, on top of extraordinarily powerful muscles that have Ambrosius whipped.

Also, ears. Nothing sends shivers down his spine like hot breath from Ambrosius whispering in his ear, or nibbling on it. His lover's voice and mouth against the cartilage just send him spiralling.

Ambrosius Goldenloin (Movie):

Hands!! A less common one, but Ballister can tease him so easily when they're holding hands and he uses his forefinger to tickle his palm, or sensually sucking his fingers. Ambrosius gets a lot out of just running his hands over Ballister's body, the texture of his hair and skin and muscles is exciting, but Ballister can give him extra attention by massaging his hands, which he'd sometimes do after training and used to not know why it got Ambrosius so squirmy. He also loves knuckle kisses, they give him butterflies.

His pubic hairline is another big one. When Ballister kisses down it, or traces his fingers up and down it, it will drive him all the way up a wall. Sometimes Ballister will trace it with his fingers while also riding him and it absolutely makes his toes curl.

(Bonus: lips. He loves kissing so fucking much)

Ballister Blackheart:

His lower back is very sensitive, Ambrosius likes to utilize this by gently digging his heels into the sacrum while getting pounded, which definitely gives Ballister a rush. They'll also do massages for both foreplay and chaste purposes, and if Ambrosius is feeling coy, he'll pay extra attention to Ballister's lower back. He carries a lot of tension down there, and as that's the part of his spine that connects to all his most sensitive parts, it absolutely melts him with pleasure.

His pubic hairline is also a big one, like M!Amb, touching it just builds up so much anticipation it's got him chomping at the bit. Ambrosius usually doesn't get to spend a lot of time teasing him before getting ravaged

Ambrosius Goldenloin (comic)

Scalp!!!!!! He loves stimulation on his scalp, it's very sensitive. He loves his hair pulled when he's in a kinky mood, and head scritches when he's more affectionate. Either of those actions can get him excited, especially if he's already horny, but it's also a good subtle way for Ballister to let him know he's dtf. Ballister loves yanking him around by the hair during kinky sex, stroking and caressing his hair afterwards, kissing the scars on his scalp while fucking him from behind. His scalp is much more accessible to rubbins after he got the undercut. Ballister likes how it makes him whine.

Also, he's a whore for having his chest played with. Kneading his pecks, biting them, rolling his nipples, sucking on any part of his chest, absolutely turns him into a mess. Those sensations all shoot straight down and it's a great way for Ballister to get him absolutely begging in just a couple minutes

(bonus: inner wrists. He loves when Ballister grazes his teeth over them, the skin is so soft and sensitive!)

#goldenheart #ballister x ambrosius #nimona #ambrosius goldenloin #ballister boldheart #ballister blackheart #nimona graphic novel #nimona 2023 #not safe for minors #cw suggestive #cw a LOT more than suggestive #these are not suggestions they are outright declarations

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