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atsumwah · 8 months

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too pretty!

featuring : matsukawa issei the loml <3

notes : you're jealous your bf is too pretty

you're aware that your friends are very attractive.

oikawa's somewhat charming personality easily grabs a girl's attention, iwaizumi's buff figure immediately turns heads whenever he enters a room and makki had this boyish ruggish look that somewhat looks cute to some people. it's normal seeing them being hit on by girls and sometimes it's like a form of entertainment for you.

but your boyfriend on the other hand, now this is new.

you've been together since high school. you've always found issei attractive. he's not a smooth talker like oikawa, but his attentiveness and response when you talk to him makes you feel seen and heard. he doesn't seem as built as iwaizumi at first glance, but underneath those baggy clothes hid something you're glad only you can see and touch. he's not as easy going as makki, but the way he spontaneously shows up at your house at 3 in the morning when you're upset tells you maybe he's easy going when it comes to you.

so falling in love with him was inevitable because all the things he does with you and only you are attractive.

but you're not the only one who thinks that anymore.

see, after your boyfriend figured out his own style that weren't baggy clothes and instead fitted his physique and also found a way to style his usual mess of a bedhead into luscious curls, he suddenly became attractive to everyone around him.

and it pissed you off. he was always attractive without the sudden change but now its like that's all people see.

like when you visited oikawa and iwaizumi at the gym and the manager shamelessly flirted with issei the moment you left to greet them. or when you visited makki with him at the cafe he worked at and makki's coworker only paid attention to issei and completely ignored you. or when you were out grocery shopping and left issei for five minutes only to come back to a girl who had the audacity to ask if he was single.

so yeah you're pissed off. and there's only one logical way to fix this.

"what are you doing?" issei asks as you settle down on his lap and ruffle his already done up hair. "baby, i just fixed it."

"i know. i'm ruining it."

instead of being mad his hair is being messy, he raises an eyebrow instead. "but then we're gonna be late."

"you'll go out like this then."

he has this amused smile now. "okay, what's up with you?"

"nothing." you said, somewhat proud of your work. "just fixing you up."

"this is the opposite of fixing me up, babe." he took your hands and plants kisses across your palms, then he rests his own hands on your hips. "why are you making me look like i just made out with you? there are other ways to achieve that."

in another situation you would cave in but you had a mission. "you're too good looking. i'm trynna make you look less good looking."

this time, he laughs. "gee thanks babe. i appreciate the compliment."

"i'm serious." you pout, though issei just keeps on laughing. "you're too pretty and girls are swooning all over you and you don't even do anything about it."

"whoa what," he stops, eyes locking onto yours. "who's swooning over who now?"

"everyone is all over you. can't you tell?" you huff when you realize his bed head makes him look even more attractive. damn it.

"honestly no." he says simply. "and you're…jealous?"

"i'm not jealous. i'm pissed. there's a difference."

"pretty sure they're the same thing, babe."

you squish his cheeks, framing his face with your hands. "stop being so pretty."

he chuckles and brings his hands up to cover yours. "this is really bothering you, huh?"

"maybe just a tad bit."

"you know i only got eyes on you, right?" he takes your hands off and leans in so you both are nose to nose.

"i've been told so once or twice."

"once or twice?"

"maybe hundreds of times but who's counting."

"and you know im stuck with you forever, right?"

"mhm," you indulge him by wrapping your arms around him, "you better be."

"so there's no reason for you to get all jealous." he says, eyebrows raising up as if an idea popped into his head. "what if you just kiss me if that happens?"

"like stake my claim? what are we, animals?"

"i mean that's what i've been doing when guys hit on you."

"it is? wait, back up, when has that happened?"

"you're delusional if you think guys don't hit on you."

"they don't!"

"yeah well they don't get the chance to do it properly because my radar is just too good."

"oh my god, you're serious."

"deadass. and lemme tell you, it always works." he says proudly. "i get to turn you into mush and also send a warning to other guys. win-win situation."

"i do not turn to mush."

"really now?" he wiggles his eyebrows. "want a reminder?"

you think you've indulged him quite enough so you flick his forehead instead. he winces. good.

"so you don't mind?" you said, narrowing your eyes playfully. "you don't mind me staking my claim on you next time it happens?

"baby, please, I encourage it." he says, almost too quickly.

you giggle, feeling some sort of satisfaction that your boyfriend is all on board with you staking your claim in front of people. it should make you feel shy or embarrassed but it kind of makes you feel giddy instead. but he doesn't need to know that yet.

tempted to do a pt2 but it's just me reader making out w issei

#—drabbles.#matsukawa fluff #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa headcanons #matsukawa issei #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x reader #matsukawa x y/n #haikyuu matsukawa #hq matsukawa #issei matsukawa #hq scenarios #hq headcanons #hq imagines #matsukawa imagines

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ttoddii · 2 months

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I LOVED UR IRENE HCS. CAN I ASK FOR A SUB IRENE SMUT? im hooked now. 😔

cherries and wine

pairing(s) – dom f!reader x sub bae joohyun

genre – smut

warnings – MDNI, AGELESS BLOGS DNI, porn with plot, slight choking, oral sex (reader giving), fingering, food play (wine and cherries), overstimulation, fucked out irene, pussy drunk reader, alcohol affected reader, established relationship, wall of text, bad description, bad grammar, lowercase intended, not proofread.

wc – 2.3k

a/n – i'm so glad that you guys actually like the hcs for sub irene, considering the fact that i write smut like virgin mary. thank you nonnie for sending in this request, and once again i hope you enjoy! (i was blabbering nonsense in this one, i was sleepy af and i sincerely apologize for that. also this is kind of rushed, i also have to apologize for that too)

taglist (OPEN) – @missminho; @taniio; @vvsbada; @krissysays (comment under my posts to be add/remove)

you had called joohyun, telling her that you'll be home late today because some papers must be done immediately and you have to put in extra hours at your workplace.

it was a long week, you barely have time to be with joohyun, always have to go from places to places, jumping from this workload to another workload, hell you barely even have time to eat, but you would rather finish all this in a span of a week than dragging it out and potentially affecting your time with joohyun any longer, so even if you hate doing this, even if you're pulling your hair out and stressing over it, you would just take a deep breath in, suck it up, and work.

by the time you're done with work, it's already ten, your tired form slump into your chair as you let out a long sigh, knowing that your work here is done and you no longer have to spend that much time at your workplace anymore.

your hand reach up to your tie as you undone it, your chest slowly raise up and down as you take deep breaths in, you lay your head back. your eyes close shut, letting yourself have a break before you pack up and go home.

"hey baby, i already had dinner at work, i'm on my way home, if you're tired don't wait for me and just go to sleep", you send a voice message to joohyun, letting her know that she shouldn't wait for you to come home, yet, you already know she will wait.

she's a sweet woman, your sweet woman, the one who would always take care of you, from your food, your clothes, your sleep.

she always make sure to give you the best, and loving her is your only job you need to do in the household, she spoil you, she make you forget everything stressful in life.

joohyun had been your wife for a year, your bond is strong despite how busy you both are. it's actually a nice feeling, knowing that there will always be someone at home, someone that would always wait for you to have time to spend together. and despite not having much time on hand, you both would find a way to have bonding time, either it's when you guys watch your favorite shows together on bed, or a romantic dinner dates, there would always be something to let you make up for all the time you are away.

you know it's one of those days when you see how joohyun display a plate full of cherries on the bed, and a bottle of wine on your bedside as the tv screen show your favorite show, its soft brightness is the only source of light in the room. most importantly, your wife in her bathrobe laying in bed, her eyes fixated on the screen, her wet hair fall down over her shoulder as you walk closer.

"baby, still not asleep?", you asked, quickly bend over to kiss her on the cheek as she turn her attention to you, a smile spread brightly on her face the moment she see your form.

"it's still early, i want to wait for you, are you all done with the project now?", joohyun asked as she stand up to walk over to your side, helping you unbutton your shirt, stripping it until you're only in your bra, and you nod softly at her question.

"your hair, i'll blow dry it for you, maybe you can drink the wine and eat those cherries while i do it?", you said, asking her softly as she hum and nod, her form sit down at the edge of the bed as you go to take out the hair dryer.

it's peaceful, taking care of each other. and despite your tiredness, you feel much more better when you're with joohyun, you love how she take care of you, but at the same time, you know how much she loves being your baby. so you let your hand massage her scalp as you guide the hair dryer to blow at joohyun's hair from a certain distant, making sure it's not too hot for her, your eyes staring at your wife's form in the mirror as you're doing your work, pleasing your love.

her soft fingers pick up on one of the cherries as she bite down on it, her lips tinted with the dark red color from the juice, and so you stare. the contrast color from her white and silky smooth skin, making her red lips now look so tempting, like a trap, a sweet trap to you. the juice of the cherries making her lips even more juicy than it already is, making you want to kiss it, bite it, make it puffy from how harsh you would press your own lips on hers.

"wifey, can i have a glass of wine?", you asked, feeling your throat getting dry at your own thoughts.

joohyun look at you through the mirror, her hand that is holding the cherry stop midway in the air as she stare attentively at you, it's as if she's watching your every move.

you know your wife has this habit of staring at people, but sometimes you would feel like she knows what you think, she knows what you want inside and out. like right now, when she stares at your form in the mirror, you feel like she knows you want to bite down on her lips, having a taste of her. and joohyun hum, putting the half-bitten fruit down to the plate before she reach for the wine bottle.

she move quickly, pouring out the wine as the red liquid flows to a glass. you turn off the hair dryer as your wife turn around, her face turn upward to look at you while she handed you the wine glass.

turning off the hair dryer to take the glass from her hand, you chug it down to water your dry throat, your eyes close shut as you do so, not wanting to look at joohyun in the eyes, yet, you could feel her burning gaze bore into your form as you drink the wine.

"hey, it's getting late, how about we call it a day and just get in bed?", your wife softly said, her enchanting voice lure you in as you softly open your eyes.

looking down to joohyun, you see how the upper half of her breast is almost spilling out of her bathrobe, and her doe eyes looking at you make you a bit dizzy as the alcohol slowly seeping in.

you can handle alcohol, but working overtime for a long time period must have affected you, because right now when you stare at your wife's sparkling eyes, how soft her features are, how her legs are barely even covered by the robe as it show her thighs...

you suck a long breath in, before you lean down to kiss joohyun on her lips, smashing yours against hers as you pull on her robe's string, making the only piece of clothing on her body falls down to the floor.

the lingering alcohol clouded your mind as it is mixed with how sweet joohyun's lips is, especially after she had taken a bite out of the cherry, the tangy taste make you feel drunk as you reach your hand up to get a hold of her neck, lightly squeezing it as you bring your wife closer to you, deepening the kiss.

joohyun whine, her breath quicken at how you're squeezing her neck, having trouble breathing with how you're occupying her mouth, bullying her with how you keep pushing your tongue around every corner. your lips pressing on hers, making sure you could get what you want, what you had missed throughout this busy week.

quickly releasing your hand before you push your wife back to the bed, her hand accidentally touch on the plate of cherries as it spill all over the bed, but you couldn't careless at this point.

not when you see how your wife is without any piece of clothing, her breast out for you to see as you pull away from the kiss. her hair spread out beautifully on the bed, the redness of the spilled cherries layed all around the bed is like an accessory to make you even more addicted to the scene.

"don't just stare, i might go to sleep with this quietness", joohyun said, her body started moving before you hold it back, pinning her down to the bed by holding her wrists.

"no, princess, i need to take time admiring the view", you chuckle, your voice hoarse with needs as one of your hand leave her wrist, holding her chin up to make sure she look at you, and when you start to see the tinted pink hue on her cheeks, making sure she's embarrased, you low down to give her a kiss on her neck, sucking lightly on it to create a hickey, bruising it, marking her as yours once again as joohyun moan into your action.

once you pull away, you start looking at joohyun's form again, and while she looks perfect, laying down, all vulnerable for you, all yours to claim. you feel like her skin is missing something.

noticing the bottle of red wine on the table, you grab it before pouring it down slowly onto your wife's body to her surprise.

the contradiction of colors, how the red wine roll down her silky smooth body as you watch it attentively, the alcohol smell fill your nostril as you breath in, leaning down to softly lick up the wine off of joohyun.

from her breast...

down to her belly....

and lastly, to her hot core.

your eyes stare up to see how your baby would react, her hand up onto her mouth as she attempt to silent all the cute sounds coming out of it. the little moan, whine, the hitch of breath as you softly let your tongue circle around her clit.

your hands holding her legs as you put it on your shoulders, spreading it out as you work your way at her wet cunt.

"why are you so wet? thought you're going to sleep, darling?", you pull away from her pussy as you hear her moan, teasing her from they way her pussy is so needy even before you could get down there.

her mouth open softly, indicating that she want to say something, to defend herself of your false accusation, but before she could, your head is once again, burried deep inside her core, your tongue working its way at her clit, teasing it as you only move at an agonizingly slow pace.

and despite joohyun's groan, you only smirk, your hand move down her entrance as you stroke it slowly.

"i might lose my interest and actually go to sleep if you drag this on", it's not long before your wife grow impatient, standing up for herself as she said sternly, her brows furrow as your gaze move up to look at her fluster face.

"oh, really? would you really want to go to sleep baby?", you asked, two fingers start dipping into her pussy as you feel her tighten around you, her head throw back as she gasp for air, "go ahead, i'm not stopping you princess."

your fingers start moving faster, curving as it reach all the familiar spots you are quick to find. her gummy wall tighten around your fingers as you abuse her spongey spot.

"slow down", joohyun cry out, her back arch as her body jerk up from the sensation, and you raise your eyebrow at her, acting surprised at her words.

"oh i thought you're asleep? didn't know people could talk when they sleep huh?", and you continue to quicken your pace, abusing her pussy as you pound into it.

her sweet moan fill your ears, ocassionally some high pitch screams when you press onto her G-spot. but you didn't think that's enough, not when she clearly hasn't cum yet.

your head low down, your tongue once again playing with her clit as you shove your fingers inside. your wife quicken her breath, her back arch as she beg you to stop, telling you that's enough, she's being too sensitive after she had came twice.

but, twice?

you ignored her scream, continuing your work as you're drunk off of her scent, breathing in her smell as you abuse her body.

you're not satisfied yet, you didn't feel her come, you're too focus on fucking joohyun that you forget to consider her sensitive body.

and at time, you would feel like you're pushing all your stress from work onto her body, realeasing your anger, making her suffer from it. but how could you even stop when her pussy feel like such a great escape?

"please" was all she could say weakly as her wall tighten around your fingers and she came for the fourth time. her tears stained cheeks all dried up as she wouldn't even have the energy to fight back anymore, her jelly like body spread out like a used doll as you stand up and look at her.

your hand reach out to one of the cherries on the bed as you bite down on it, taking a sip out of the glass of red wine before you lean down to kiss joohyun, you pry open her mouth to let the wine flow into her mouth, making your kiss fill with an alcohol and cherry taste.

some of the liquid flow out from the corner of her mouth, you don't mind it though, knowing how fucked out she is after all the bully you had did. so you planted on her forehead a soft kiss before you lay next to her, cuddling her tightly in bed.

"thank you, princess."

#red velvet x reader #red velvet #red velvet irene #bae joohyun #irene x reader #irene smut #joohyun x reader #kpop gg #kpop smut #⟢ tod's chaos

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tan1shere · 5 months

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Ellie Williams x pregnant reader !

A/n: hey guys so this is a lil drabble I did a few months ago possibly- its not perfect but it's cute enough. I used "I" instead of what I normally do which is "you" just- cuz. I think Ellie would be so great during a pregnancy. She'd help you so much, shed be such a sweetheart. Enjoy :)

Warnings: none just fluffy fluff fluff. (And Ellies corny jokes x)

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I was just standing in the kitchen, when suddenly. "ELLIE!" I scream as I stand there. Fuck. My water had just broken, and immediately I could feel the contractions. I let out a painful sound/groan as one strikes. I hear her rush down the stairs "babe are you okay?-" She then sees the spot on the floor. "Oh my god SHES COMING" she says with excitement. "No fucking shit Sherlock don't just stand there and gawk grab the bag." I start to walk outside to our car. "I gotta call Joel." I then turn around to grab her face. "Do that later. cuz right now. YOU SHOULD BE CALLING FOR AN AMBULANCE." I breathe out.

"Okay okay deep breaths." I stare at her. "WHAT DO YOU THINK IM DOING?" we soon get into the car as another contraction comes. "Fuck fuck fuck." I say. "Hey no swearing infront of the baby." I turn my head. "so God help me I WILL kick you." She gulps knowing I wasn't playing. We had finally arrived. I was on the bed trying to stay calm when all of a sudden I hear. "Why did the run-on sentence take a pregnancy test?" I huff. "Why." She smirks. "Its period came too late" I glare at her. "Your jokes are never a good time to say what the fuck makes you think now is."

shes still got a cocky grin on her face. "How did Burger King get Dairy Queen knocked up?" "I don't know Ellie what." There was a pause. "He forgot to wrap his whopper!" I let out a groan. "Oh come on that was a good one you can't deny it." "when you hold my hand while your child's being popped out. Best believe you wont have a hand, no. More." she let's out a scoff. "Jeez tough crowd." but she just smiles.

It was time she was coming. I grab ellies hand. "Good lord you weren't kidding." I let out a pained noise trying to stay calm letting out breaths as I push. Here was when ellie was being serious. She rubbed her thumb over my hand, kissing my head as I continue to do this. She was honestly excited to see the process, she wasn't scared of anything although she is scared of spiders. But she dealt with so much gore this thing was nothing. She watches as our daughter starts to come I turn my head noticing she's crying. "People may think im weird for this but it's so lovely."

I immediately melt at her words. Glad she doesn't find this gross. "Its so interesting to watch.." she was so fixated on it. She sees more of her head. Soon enough I was exhausted trying to relax. One of the nurses asks if ellie wanted to cut the cord. She obviously said yes doing so. A lil while later "Hey babe. Knock, knock." I look at her very tired after what I just did. "Who's there?" she then holds up our new born. "Autumn, Williams." I smile like crazy as ellie hands her to me. I hold her in my arms. Amazed that I had just done that. "Our lil girl." I stare at her lovingly. "I gotta text Joel!" She says with pure excitement. I just smile at her, glad to have such and amazing wife like Ellie.

#elliewilliams #ellie the last of us #ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie williams smut #ellie williams the last of us smut #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader

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a-big-chicken-nerd · 2 months

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can we get more info on the movie ice emperor (i am sickly obsessed with the ice chapter and the ninjago movie. i will kill a man for more of the funny guy if needed)

WOOHOO OKAY im glad you asked i think about him constantly

first of all im open for ideas on what movie!neverrealm is like because im having a hard time coming up with anything but currently what ive sort of vaguely got is that its just more technologically advanced (not modern though) (like. mid to late 1800s-ish??)

vex is pretty much the same in personality except now hes british and is like a tired single parent

anyway ice emperor

hes not allowed to leave his throneroom and no one but vex is allowed inside the throneroom "for his safety" (its actually because hes so silly and un-royaltylike and vex worries no one will take the ice emperor seriously if they actually meet him)

he has a lot more energy than show!emperor and is constantly bored

internally watches his movie collections a LOT. from the outside it looks like hes just wandering around his throneroom and stopping to stare at nothing for about an hour, going over to a new spot and staring off again for another two hours

makes vex watch movies with him sometimes. ice emperors favorite movies are the star wars prequels, which vex also thought were cool at first but got sick of them after being forced to watch them like 45 different times throughout the years

makes tracks with ice around the throneroom to roll down on his heelies. vex will come in to a whole icy skatepark setup and the ice emperor will be like "crowd_cheering.mp3 VEX CHECK THIS OUT" and roll down a single ramp and immediately fall over and vex just has to clap and go "wow my lord that was so "sick""

vex HAS to hang out with ice emperor and try to keep him entertained or he will get bored & lonely and throw a fit and freeze everything in the castle

ice emperor is falling apart because he isnt made of titanium like show!emperor is, like whatever his outer layer is made of isnt handling the low temperatures and years of no maintenance very well at all. the armor and the mask is to hide all the damage . whether or not that makes him more or less creepy looking is up to personal opinion

he broke the Ten Billion Lumen Light in the throneroom on accident :[

and of course: BOREALL movie!boreal is a dragon but he acts like a big kitty. he is just lazy and doesnt listen to anyone except ice emperor and is usually lounging around on the castle roof.

will do what the ice emperor says but only takes the command as a suggestion. he gets distracted easily and takes shortcuts so he can be done and go back to napping

LOVES getting scritched behind the horns

uses the castle walls as a scratching post

he would LOVE the big laser pointer

the only time ice emperor can ever leave his throneroom is to go on the roof to tell boreal to do stuff (they always end up playing and hanging out for ages instead)

ice emperor makes big ice mice for boreal to chase around and catch

the ninja didnt have to kill boreal in this au. they saw this big wyvern displaying kitty behaviors and were like "oh yeah this is just like meowthra" and (very easily) distracted and befriended him. he got a lot of behind-the-horn scritches that day

im glad u guys seem to like movieverse emperor too because he just kind of kicked down the door of my brain one day and made himself at home and refuses to leave

#ninjago #the lego ninjago movie #ice emperor #vex #boreal #movieverse ice emperor

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pacifymebby · 1 year

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Can I request Peaky blinders with a s/o who faints at the site of blood. Love your posts ❤️

I guess warnings, theres be a lot of mentions of blood?

Enjoy this very fucking silly mood board <3

Tommy

🌿 Youd been doing your best to keep your aversion to blood a secret, not wanting tommy to think you were weak or just another "feeble minded good girl"

🌿 You thought that if he found out he'd think less of you, he'd find it frustrating and unnecessary, he might even think you a little pathetic

🌿 So youd made sure to avoid the sight of blood in front of him. Whenever one of the lads came back injured you found a way to busy yourself and help but in such a way that meant you could avoid seeing the gory details of their injury.

🌿Actually the way that your "issue" comes to his attention is when it is Tommy himself who comes home injured one night... Because you don't want to busy yourself in the other room, you don't want to help from a distance.

🌿 When its tommy who is injured your heart is in your throat. It isn't too serious a wound but its still bleeding, it looks bad. You can't just leave Pol to look after him on her own, he's your man... You need to help him...

🌿 So you do your best... You swallow down the sick feeling in your throat, that tight lump which constricts your breathing and makes you feel dizzy. You try to focus on your breathing... And at first its fine... Youre doing well... You feel terrible but you're okay. Your hands are shaking as you try to clean the blood away.

🌿 But then you get some of it on your hand and its the feeling of it touching you that tips you over the edge and overwhelms you.

🌿 You realise whats going to happen too late to do anything about it and in an instant Tommys hands have caught your body, guiding you gently into his arms despite the pain it's caused him to reach out for you like that.

🌿 Aunt Pol looks at you, shes a little confused, rolls her eyes and shakes her head because shes grown so used to violence that she can't understand why you'd have fainted over a little bit of blood.

🌿 But tommy understands and just sighs, closes his eyes gets struggles to stand, carrying you to lay you down somewhere near by but out of the way.

🌿 "Mustn't judge her Pol, its a good thing if not every girls had as hard and violent a life as you eh... You were scared of things once Pol, don't pretend you were always this cold..."

🌿 "Alright Pol looks like me and you had better get this fixed sharpish eh," he'd chuckle wanting to be there for you when you come round

🌿 He feels bad that you thought you had to hide your fear from him, if he'd known he'd have never let you near him. Wouldn't have let you seen him all messed up like that.

🌿 He'd do his best to make sure that there was no blood left on view when you woke up.

🌿 When you do wake up you feel dizzy and sick and so so embarrassed, its shameful that you couldn't help your man and you feel pathetic

🌿 But tommy is so gentle and kind to you "You tried to help me even though you were scared, that was very brave and very sweet of you angel, you're such a good girl..."

🌿"Im glad you don't like blood angel, shows you're an innocent, you shouldn't have to see so much blood..." "You should have told me angel, its nothing to be ashamed of! My sweet girl eh,"

🌿 He will go out of his way to make sure you never have to see that much blood ever again. He'll still let you try and help but when he can see that youre getting upset he'll kiss you on the forehead and say "enough now angel, you've done your part, go sit down rest..."

🌿 When his brothers turn up at the office or the house bleeding Tommy will get defensive immediately worrying about you as well as his brothers safety.

🌿"If you let Y/n see you like that I'll finish the fuckin job eh?" pointing to the wound and then sneaking them inside trying not to disturb you or attract your attention.

Alfie

🐻 He knows about your fear because you fainting at the sight of blood was actually how you met

🐻 You were weaving your way through Camden market one day with your friend, the two of you picking out ribbon for your hair...Alfie was there because there'd been a threat made against him by Sabini and his men...

🐻 But he'd been distracted from his work when he overheard your conversation with your friend. You had such a soft sweet voice, it had caught his attention, and when you laughed he noticed how it lit up your whole face.

🐻 So he had followed you from a distance, weaving his way between the stalls a little behind you... And he was glad that he had because when Sabini's men did turn up, shooting into the crowd mindlessly trying to cause a stir, Alfie saw the terror on your face and knew he needed to protect you.

🐻 When a bullet ripped through the old man on the stall beside you your friend had let out a scream and pushed through the crowd running away, but you hadn't.

🐻 Instead you'd frozen, your face paling as your eyes fixed unblinking on the man who was dying on the floor in front of you. You want to help but your mind has gone blank, its like you're glitching, you can't move, you feel sheer panic...

🐻 The sight of the blood is whats made you so helpless and you feel your knees begin to wobble as the noise of the market and the crowd fades out, like someone turning the volume and the lights down all at once.

🐻 But when you faint you don't fall all the way to the floor. Alfie catches you, wraps his big arms around your body and lifts you up so that he can carry you to safety. Away from the fighting.

🐻 When you come round you have your head resting on his coat in his lap, he's sitting on the floor behind one of the market stalls, the two of you hidden from the view of anybody else

🐻 When you recognise him you're scared but not for very long. He holds his finger to his lip to shush you and then, with his other hand strokes his fingers over your hair.

🐻 "Reckon you don't like blood very much do you poppet... See you saw some right and you went all pale yeah... When i saw you go all pale i thought that girls gonna faint ain't she, and well, luckily for you i caught you and bought you here to safety..."

🐻 So he's always known about your fear, about how sensitive you are to it too. He's had you faint at the sight of your own finger pricked on a needle before...

🐻 But hes always lovely to you about it, ever so caring a gentle. He really dotes on you and has never snapped at you or insulted you for your fear.

🐻 He likes the excuse to take care of you and be soft with you, to be protective over you. If someone at the factory hurts themselves Alfie will put his hands over your eyes so you can't see and walk you carefully to his office, talking to you gently and reassuring.

🐻 If you injure yourself and start bleeding he'll make you close your eyes and lean back against his chest until he can lower you to safety and patch you up himself.

🐻 And if he's injured he won't give you the opportunity to try and help, his first command to anyone will be "Fuckin make sure y/n isn't around... Don't let her see this mess alright, she don't need to see this mess..."

🐻 He will be so soft with you when you are injured yourself, calling you a brave girl, kissing your forhead. And whenever you get upset or question why he likes you when youre clearly "pathetic being scared of blood and dating a gangster..." he'll get all serious and a little bit gruff telling you never to say things like that.

Arthur

🍂 Oo bestie this ones gonna be rough

🍂 Arthur is literally always getting into fights, he can't keep himself out of trouble no matter how hard he tries.

🍂 So he's always coming home covered in blood. Most of the time, when he's been fighting at the boxing gym, his brothers have done their best to clean him up before you can see him.

🍂 So the first time he realises how much blood effects you, he's shocked by it.

🍂 You were all out drinking at the Garrison, the mood was carefree and you were sitting in Arthurs lap.

🍂 But when a fight breaks out despite the blinders efforts to keep a clean evening, Arthur is the first to stand up. You slip from his lap and watch in horror as he smashes a glass down hard on the troublemakers face, challenging anyone else in the room to fight him.

🍂 The sight of blood gushing free and dark down this strangers face leaves you shaking like a leaf, your insides scrunching up, your head suddenly light and aching as your vision grows faded and then suddenly dark.

🍂 When you come to your ears are ringing and your head is resting in Ada's lap. She has a cool rag held to your forehead and is being careful to tend to you.

🍂 When your eyes flutter open you remember everything and feel a little sick, you're embarrassed of course, a peaky girl fainting at the sight of blood? How ridiculous. More than that though you're worried about your Arthur.

🍂 "Where's..." you start but before you can finish he's at your side in seconds, on his knees holding your hands in his.

🍂 "I'm so sorry love didn't mean to scare you, didn't mean to frighten you darlin..." he's so apologetic and gentle with you.

🍂 From then on he'd really try to control his temper, especially around you. It wont always work and there will be plenty of times just like the first, but he will try his best to keep the violence to a minimum

🍂 In front of you that is anyway...

🍂 The fighting won't stop but he will be much more careful about coming home with blood on his clothes. He'll stop by his brothers house to wash and change his shirt on the way home. He'll never set foot in front of you with blood on him if he can help it.

🍂 He will be so protective of you too, if anyone ever questions why he's with a girl who's so bothered by blood he'll tell them to shut their mouth and threaten them. If his brothers tease him about it he'll skip the threats and cut straight to thumping them.

🌼 Could tell you were a little "soft" right from the first time he met you. Your aversion to the violence in his life was one of the reasons he'd gone soft on you.

🌼 You were so different in that sense from every other aspect of his life

🌼 So the first time you fainted he wasn't surprised exactly, in fact he was kind of ready to catch you.

🌼 He's only really surprised by the way in which it all comes around. He'd always done his best to hide any bad injuries from you, keep you as far away from the violence of the blinders as best he can.

🌼 But he had always presumed it would be the injuries of one of his brothers that youd see... Not one of his own (because hes cocky, hes never expecting he'll get hurt)

🌼 He wasn't counting on getting shot, wasn't counting on you being so determined to help him... He'd tried to tell his brothers not to tell you he was hurt

🌼 But you burst in there practically fighting with tommy to let you help him... The only thing is the second you see John with blood seeping and staining his white shirt, all the fight in you drains away and you don't know what to do...

🌼 Johns stood up in an instant, rushing to your side, his arm snaking around your waist protectively.

🌼 "S'alright flower I'm alright, you're gonna be alright," he murmurs to you as you feel your head go heavy, your ears ringing. He's the last thing your hear and the first thing you hear too because he doesnt leave your side the whole time youre out.

🌼 His brothers fix him up and Polly lectures him about putting himself in harms way...

🌼 Whenever anyone goes to make a comment about you he shuts them up before they can say a word.

🌼 "Don't fuckin say it, i know what you're thinking but don't you dare fuckin say it... Y/n's a sweet girl, shes a good girl... She's not used to all this shit and thats a fucking good thing..." hes so defensive of you that no ones going to try and argue with him.

🌼 He will be very cautious in future to keep you as far from the peaky violence as he can. If you ever cut yourself at home he'll be with you in a heartbeat always ready to reassure you and comfort you, and catch you if he needs to.

Bonnie

🍀 Rather than get caught out you end up having to admit it to him, its embarrassing honestly, you feel like youre confessing this awful stupid dirty secret and you're scared hes going to think so much less of you afterwards.

🍀 You end up having to confess because for the whole time youve been his girl, you havent been to a single one of his fights... You want to, you really wish you could go and support him, but youre just too scared

🍀 Because you know he'll be a bloody mess by the end of the fight and you know you won't be able to handle it

🍀 So every time he has a fight coming up you manage to come up with an excuse not to go, or you manage to disappear into the woodlands for a few days on some "errand"

🍀 But after awhile this starts to worry bonnie, hes upset you dont want to support him and he ends up thinking its because you dont like that hes a fighter, he thinks youre scared of him

🍀 So one day he confronts you and you get so awkward. You actually do consider running away from him... In the end you just cry though, apologising over and over and trying to reassure you it isnt him youre scared of

🍀 When you finally tell him you feel so pathetic and embarrassed.... "if youre going to laugh at me get it over with already Bonnie," you say trying to be brave and pretend you don't care

🍀 But bonnie just shakes his head, smiling because hes relieved you don't hate him and arent scared of him... And also because he can't believe that this was your big secret.

🍀"Why would i laugh at you for something like that eh little dove?" he'd hug you and kiss your cheek, play with your hair and probably enjoy how shy you got... Then he'd reassure you he doesn't think youre stupid for being bothered by the sight of blood.

🍀 He makes an agreement with you, you don't watch his fights but you do promise to come and wish him good luck in the changing rooms before he goes out into the ring.

🍀 He will always be understanding and careful with you and, theres lots of opportunity for bloody injuries at the camp what with the hunting they do and all the sharp knives they have... So he'll be extra careful in future to keep the risk of injury to a minimum... And if there does happen to be one and theres a lot of blood, he will be by your side in a second to reassure you, telling you to close your eyes and focus on his voice.

🍀 He'll tell you a little story to distract you or sing to you, or tickle you... Anything really to distract you and make you forget what you've seen.

🍀 After you've come round from a fainting spell he'll make you an irish tea (idk if thats what you call them everywhere else in the world but i mean normal tea with like, a thimble of whiskey stirred in) its the perfect rememdy.

🍀 If you decide you want to stop fainting at the sight of blood he will very cautiously try to help you with that, but he will always be worried about pressuring you or you pushing yourself too far so he will be a little timid to help.

Isaiah

🐀 He'll probably be surprised when you faint at the sight of blood because you will have done a very very good job of putting on the fearless umbothered act around the rough boy.

🐀 Isaiah is such a "bad boy" that you would be convinced he would think less of you if he found out about your difficulty with blood... So youd do your best to hide it and also to convince him that you weren't scared of anything... You were just as bad as him

🐀 Of course when youre dating a peaky boy there's only so long you can keep an act like that up before you get caught out

🐀And its your own fucking fault... You accidentally break a glass and cut yourself on it when youre drunk at the Garrison.

🐀 Everyone youre with just laughs and takes the piss but you struggle to laugh along, looking down at your hand and the bloody line the glass has drawn across your palm.

🐀Isaiah would roll his eyes, chuckling along with his pals, also taking the piss but trying to help you too. "Alright reckon thats a sign if ever i saw one, alright you lets get you home before you do anymore damage..." hes being cheeky, wrapping your hand in a rag promising to sort it out properly when youre home.

🐀You manage to hold it together for all of five seconds but the moment you stand up to join him in leaving the pub, your body gives way beneath you and you collapse into his arms.

🐀He'd be stunned, thinking you weren't anywhere near drunk enough to have passed out on him

🐀It probably takes him a moment to work it out but when he does he decides to run with the "drunk" story to all your friends, realising youve obviously been hiding this fear of yours for a reason.

🐀When you come round he's carrying you home back to his place, has you bundled up in his arms and is singing a little song under his breath.

🐀"Shit," you murmur as you open your eyes, you can feel the stinging in your hand and it reminds you what happened.

🐀"Not as tough as you make out eh mousey?" he asks you, his voice kind and teasing rather than cruel.

🐀Youd be embarrassed trying to make up an excuse trying to pretend but Isaiah would just chuckle and tell you not to lie... "Whatre you embarrassed for darlin? So you don't like blood its no big deal? I hate the stuff me... Makes a right mess of everything doesn't it..."

🐀He'd try to make jokes to make you feel better about it

🐀He'd definitely tease you about the fact you pretended to be such a tough girl for so long just to impress him.

🐀Will remind you you don't need to try and impress him.

Michael

☘️ Honestly he understands it? The sight of blood makes him feel a bit sick sometimes too, especially after the injuries hes seen on himself and his cousins... Sometimes the sight of blood makes him feel faint and all

☘️So he has a lot of sympathy for you, and hes lowkey glad youre not as unfeeling and desensitised as the Shelby women he knows.

☘️ He can tell you're going to faint by looking at you and will always make sure hes by your side to ease you down to the floor/chair/bed/wherever

☘️ He won't let anyone say a word to you about your fear, he won't let anyone say a bad word about you ever but especially not about this. He's very protective of you.

☘️ "At least shes got a fuckin heart eh tommy... Least she still knows it ain't a good thing to bleed."

☘️He makes sure you never come round alone, waits by your side, holds a cold cloth to your forhead, will get you water, whiskey, tea whatever you need...

☘️ He will never let you put yourself down about it either, if ever you express disdain for yourself over the fainting, he'll immediately correct you.

☘️ "don't say that darling, it doesn't make you weak just cause you don't like to see blood... Who does like to see blood eh? It ain't a normal thing for a woman to like is it..."

��️ Lots of forehead kisses to comfort you before and after you've fainted.

☘️ Sometimes his cousins tell him he's too soft on you, that they think its stupid he's dating a woman who couldn't even stomach stitching him up if he got shot, they'll tell him he needs to help you get over your fear, but he won't let them bully him or you...

☘️ Of course he would support you if you wanted to try and get over the fear you have, but he'd never suggest it to you, it would need to be your own idea.. He wouldn't want to make you feel like you need fixing because you don't.

#bonnie gold x reader #peaky blinders imagines #tommy shelby x reader #arthur shelby x reader #john shelby x reader #peaky blinders headcanon #alfie solomons x reader #peaky blinders imagine

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michelleleewise · 2 years

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For the Angst Loki fic you could do it however you like 💞😘

Ok, I'm so glad you said that, cause I have ideas....😈 soooooo hold on to your tissues, this is gonna be painful....*whispers* sorry.....

Based on this prompt......

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Forget Me Not..

Pairing: Loki x reader

Warnings: memory loss, battle sequences, minor mention of blood (not graphic) mentions of injury, smut if you squint, literally all the angst, depression, crying, anger, no happy ending to be found.

Summary: You and Loki have been dating for almost a year when an accident leads to him to losing some of his memory. What happens when the love of your life doesn't know you....

You had been with Loki for awhile now, in fact your were coming up on your one year anniversary, and you were never happier. When he first came to live at the tower he was harsh, even rude at times, but you slowly broke his defenses with your smile and happy attitude. He adored everything about you, and you knew you had found your soul mate.

"Darling, how would you feel about moving in together?" He asked holding your hand, cuddled on the couch. "Loki, I would love nothing more." You smiled as he leaned over gently kissing you. "I hope to one day be worthy enough to make you my wife." He smiled as you cupped his cheek "You have always been worthy Loki." You smiled back.

You both heard the alarm sound, knowing there was an attack somewhere, you geared up and headed to the briefing room. After listening to Steve go over everything in immense detail, you all loaded into the quinjet, ready to take on whatever was thrown at you.

"OK, I wasnt ready for this!" You yelled, coming face to face with what looked like an eight foot dog animal of some sort. Some of hydra's experiments Steve had said. You flipped the daggers in your hands and went on the attack, cutting down as many as you could, looking over seeing Loki taking on two at a time. You started making your way to him when you heard Thor "y/n, watch out." He yelled as mjolnir whizzed past your head, taking out another experiment. You saw Loki running towards you as you watched the hammer curve, making its way back to Thor.

"LOKI, STOP!" You yelled, but it was too late as you watched the hammer strike him before landing in Thor's hand. You sprinted as hard as you could, diving to kneel next to Loki, who was unconscious and bleeding pretty bad. "Thor, what do we do?" You asked looking at him. "I am not sure, this has never happened before." He shifted nervously. You checked for a pulse, breathing when you found it. "Steve, we need med evac now!" You yelled into the comms. You helped load Loki onto the jet, as the rest of the team took care of the experiments.

Loki was still unconscious when you made it back to the tower. Bruce ran scans on him as you waited with Thor. "He has multiple skull fractures but those are healing. I'm not sure what damage may have been done to his brain though. We'll have to wait and see." He sighed. "I am sorry y/n, I should have been more careful." You heard Thor say. "It was an accident, it's fine." You sighed, going to sit in the other room with Loki.

It had been three days and still no sign of him waking. "Y/n, you need rest." Thor said walking in. "No, I'm fine. He's gonna wake up anytime." You said rubbing his hand. You sat in silence together, waiting, when you heard a groan. "Loki, your awake." You breathed standing up looking at him. "Mm yes, it appears so." He said holding his head. "Where am i?" He asked slowly opening his eyes. "Your in the med bay" You smiled. "And who are you, a nurse?" He asked looking at you. "Im...I'm y/n, you know me." You smiled rubbing his hand. "I'm afraid I don't, is there a doctor?" He asked looking around. Your heart dropped as he didn't recognize you. "Thor, what are you doing here?" He asked looking over. "I was sitting with y/n, to make sure you recovered, don't you recognize her?" Thor asked. Loki turned, looking you straight in the eye "no, I don't." He said as you dropped his hand stepping back. "I...I'll get Bruce." You whispered leaving the room.

After a long winded explanation, you discovered that the impact of the hammer caused Loki to lose some of his memory. You looked down nodding as Thor patted your shoulder "he'll remember you." He said. "We don't know that, it may be permanent." Bruce said. "I better get my things out of his room before we move him." You sighed standing up. "I thought you lived together?" Thor asked. "We were going to, but now...it would be weird for me to be there when he doesn't know who I am." you said as you walked down the hall. You grabbed your things from Loki's room, looking around as a tear ran down your cheek. "I love you Loki." You sighed leaving.

A couple months had gone by, Loki had improved but his memory still hadn't returned. You had grown closer, but it wasn't the same. He treated you as a friend, a team mate, nothing more. You were sat in the common room of the tower, curled on one side of the couch reading, Loki on the other side when Steve came in. "Hey y/n, Loki this is Melissa, she's joining the team today so im giving her the tour." You looked up, seeing her smiling at Loki with heart eyes. You felt a pang of jealousy shoot through you when you looked over seeing Loki looking at her the same way. He got up, kissing the back of her hand "if you need any assistance, I'm at your service my lady." He smiled at her. You felt your heart crack.

Over the next few months they got closer. You would walk in the kitchen as they stood together smiling, they would pair up in training, they were always partners on missions. One night you couldn't sleep, so you made your way into the kitchen to make yourself some tea when you saw them. His mouth on hers, his hands roaming her body as she moaned his name. You wanted to run but you were frozen as your heart shattered and your eyes burned. You watched him lift her onto the counter, the same counter he had taken you on several times. as he laid her back, lifting her legs up, you covered your mouth running to your room. As you closed it you sank to the floor, sobs racking your body. That was supposed to be you, he was supposed to be your happy ever after, and now he was hers.

You had locked yourself away in your room for days, unable to eat you just sat and cried. He wanted to live with you, marry you. All of your dreams crashed down in front of your eyes that day. You had lost the will to do anything other then exist. Your heart broken and bleeding as you cried until you fell asleep. You heard a knock on the door, but remained silent. "Y/n, are you awake?" You heard Thor, still not responding as he came in sitting next to you. "How are you doing?" He asked, as you remained silent. He cleared his throat "y/n, I am truly sorry." He said "this is my doing and i..." he started "just go Thor." You said staring at the wall. "I will speak with him, he has to remember you, he love..." you cut him off again "no, he loves her, I'm nothing." You said still not looking at him. "Y/n, please, let me just.." he said "just go. Please." You got up going to the bathroom, locking it sitting on the tub as you heard your door open and close.

You remained on autopilot for months. Barely eating, hardly sleeping. You spent your free time in your room, alone. You went out of your way to avoid Loki, you couldn't look at him without feeling as though your heart was being ripped out. Another sleepless night found you wandering the halls towards the kitchen. You peaked to make sure no one was there before making your way in. You made a sandwich as you heard someone behind you "haven't seen you for awhile y/n, where have you been?" You heard Loki behind you freezing.

"Oh, you know. How are things with you and Melissa?" You asked, not wanting the answer. "Oh great actually. She's an incredible woman. She's actually moving into my room tonight, I came down to make her something to eat." He said. "S....she's moving in with you?" You asked looking at him as he smiled. "Yes, amazing isnt it? I don't think I've loved anyone more." He smiled. You felt your head spin watching him. Feeling like you were going to pass out and throw up at the same time. "Y/n, are you well? You look like your about to faint." He said. "I have to go." You said pushing past him towards your room. "Y/n, wait. " You heard, ignoring him you went to your room locking the door.

You grabbed your backpack, shoving as many clothes in as you could. You changed out of your pajamas, slipping your shoes on and grabbing your coat. Laying everything out on the bed, you went to your desk, grabbing a pen and paper you decided to write Loki a letter. You sobbed as you wrote, pouring everything into it you placed it in an envelope, setting it on your desk. You walked to the nightstand, picking up the framed picture you and Loki had taken, you smiling at the camera as he kissed your cheek. You covered your mouth as a sob escaped, you would never have that again.

You slipped the frame in your bag, throwing it over your shoulder as you unlocked your door, looking both ways down the hall as you snuck out. Making it to the kitchen you saw Loki had left, letting out a sigh you made a run for the door "y/n, where are you going?" You heard Thor behind you making you freeze. "I'm leaving. I can't be here anymore. I can't....I can't watch another woman take my forever from me." You said as tears streamed down your cheeks. "Y/n please, don't leave. He will remember, I know he will." He said "No! He won't!" You yelled turning around. "If we was going to he would have by now and he hasn't! He was my everything Thor and hes gone, I have nothing anymore!" You yelled hand still on the door.

"I just hope she loves him the way he deserves." You sighed wiping your face. "Y/n, please." He said stepping closer "goodbye Thor. Tell everyone I'm sorry, but.....I can't anymore." You sighed opening the door leaving, not looking back. Thor stared at the door, wanting to run after you and drag you back. "Brother, what was that about?" He heard Loki behind him, turning to see him in the doorway. "Nothing, it doesn't matter." Thor said walking to the hall as Loki stopped him "what was she talking about?" He asked as Thor looked up at him "she lost something she loves, and it broke her." Thor sighed looking down. "What did she lose?" Loki asked confused. Thor looked up into Loki's eyes "her heart brother, she lost her heart." Thor said, walking to his room.

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hitomisuzuya · 1 year

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Hi Suzu im back with a daily request!

Reader has been busy for weeks on end and doesnt have time to hang out with wanderer. What if at some point that man gets pissed and impatient so one time when the reader was working she suddenly hears soft moans behind her and when she looks back its just wanderer jerking of 😳 what would happen next?? 👀👀

Wanderer x fem!reader Smut. Humor. Reader catches him jacking off, all pissed because he wants attention that he isn't getting.

a/n: For you, my beloved Kichi❤️ Here's the pitch with a blown kiss with it. I hope enjoy.

Quite frankly, Wanderer felt a little ashamed of himself. He couldn't believe he jacking off with you right in the bedroom with him.

Nahida had kept you busy all week. He'd barely gotten to spend more than a few hours with you lately. All week it was blah blah blah with your excuses and it pissed him off.

"I have to run errands for Nahida."

"Okay, see you."

"I'm sorry, hunny, but Nahida wants me to give a lecture on dream interpretation."

Cue an eye roll. "Fine, whatever. I'll be around."

"I'd love have sex with you right now, but Nahida wants me to--"

"What the fuck, seriously?!"

You were dating him, damn it. Curse Nahida for sucking up all your attention and time that you could've been dedicating to him. He missed you!

"I'm not making excuses. I want to repay Nahida for everything she's done for us. I genuinely want to spend time with you..I miss you." you looked so sad. That one stung a little. He was always so weak for you.

A few days later, he just couldn't help himself. He'd demanded that Nahida give you the day off because he missed you. Maybe that's what she wanted to hear from him all along. Nahida works in mysterious ways.

And you! How dare you sit in front of him looking like that, causally reading an essay from the Akademiya library, tapping your lower lip thoughtfully, twirling a few strands of hair between your fingers.

A soft moan made you snap your head around. "...What are you doing?"

"What do you think?!" he snapped between another moan. "I haven't so much as...held you all week." He added in a soft whisper, "I miss you."

*You were touched, truly. You'd wanted to hear that all week. But he'd said all of this while he was jacking himself off. He looked so offended when you started laughing. He was glad to hear you laugh.

Brushing away a few tears, you walked over to him, feeling a little bad. He watched you with owl eyes as you took his hand off of his cock, making him blush a little while you licked his fingers.

Wanderer's sigh was shaky and soft when you started sucking him off. You even did that thing with your tongue that he loved more than once. He wasn't sure how you did it, but it felt so good.

He put a hand on top of your head, pushing your mouth all the way down on his cock, making you deepthroat him like your life depended on it while you sucked.

You coughed a little when you tasted cum on your tongue. He cursed because he didn't like that it didn't take him long to climax. He hated that he sounded so needy and whiny the whole time.

He grabbed you as quick as he could after you wiped your mouth, pulling you down on the bed and crawling on top of you.

"I missed you too," you said, hissing softly when he sank his teeth into your neck.

"I'm going to spend all night ruining you. Brace yourself." He growled, muffled against your neck.

*it took me ten minutes to type those sentences because I couldn't stop laughing long enough to type them lol

#genshin impact #genshin smut #wanderer #fem!reader #wanderer x reader #wanderer smut #wanderer x you #wanderer x y/n #genshin imagines

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lovinglokilaufeyson · 1 year

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Sugar Cookies

Pairings: Loki x Fem!Reader

Wordcount: 2,932

Warnings: ITS SO FLUFFY IM GONNA DIE (Fluff), Mutual Pining, lots of smutty buildup, some actual smut because I love writing it, a super late Christmas read but it's still cute, Jealous!Loki, Somewhat Oblivious!Reader, Idiots in Love, Angst if you squint

Summary: So far, Loki’s stay on earth has been rather unwelcoming. He is relieved to know that some people still have good hearts, and that love sometimes comes in the form of baking cookies.

A/N: Y/N is loosely based off of the character Topaz, and therefore, the powers are reflective as such. You are close with Wong and Dr. Strange, as you are a powerful sorceress. Also, I would like to note that this was going to start out purely fluffy, and now I am so tempted to write a super super smutty part 2. Because I cannot not write smut. I also wanted to say thank you all SO much for all the love on The Grinch. I am so grateful for all of you and I am so glad you enjoyed reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

You were the sweetheart of the compound. The Avengers loved you wholeheartedly. After Dr. Stephen Strange had helped you regain your powers, you were a strong asset for the Avengers. You were able to heal the lot after the battle of New York against Loki Laufeyson.

Since then, it was revealed that Loki was under a powerful mind control from an alien being - Thanos. The power of the tesseract was unyielding, unable to be contained. Therefore, Thanos used it to control Loki and his powers, making him a puppet. You couldn't imagine how incredibly violating that was for Loki. Clint was suffering a similar set of circumstances, but he was still viewed as a hero. Loki was nothing but a villain. Once Loki's trance was broken, you were able to heal him with your magic. Having Hulk throw him around had not been the most gentle incident, and there was definitely some damage done.

Despite Loki's Asgardian healing, his body wasn't perfect. He still needed help in some regard, and you could help him. Your touch was gentle, and Loki realized that from the start. It was one of the things that drew him towards you the most. She'd never love me. His mind haunted him. I'm a monster.

In all reality, you were drawn towards Loki too. You thought he was good-looking, misunderstood, slightly brooding. He was mysterious, and you wanted to know more.

Eventually, Loki made himself to be a primary resident in the tower he once swore to destroy. Along the Avengers and yourself, Loki began to make himself at home. For the most part. He kept relatively quiet and to himself, occasionally reading in the common room when not in his bedroom. He traveled outside for dinner or a coffee at times, but for the most part, tended to make his meals with Thor in the kitchen. Loki didn't particularly like the attention he was given upon going out in public. People were either scared of him or resented him. They didn't understand.

You empathized with Loki like no one else ever had before. You could, genuinely, feel his emotions. At times, when you felt them, you were tempted to lower their potency to make them more tolerable. However, you also understood that Loki needed to process his emotions regarding this entire incident. You couldn't dilute or show favoritism towards anyone. That would simply be unfair. You also knew that you had the ability to take his emotions on yourself, which tempted you often. Especially when there were days when Loki sulked around the compound. This happened frequently after he had gone out and been ridiculed by passersby. Some days were certainly worse than others.

Another thing that seemed to cause Loki to sulk around the compound was jealousy. You felt it, but didn't know the cause. However, you could sense romantic feelings coming from Loki. Not for me, you thought to yourself. Probably for someone like Natasha, or one of Stark's interns.

Christmas was soon to arrive. Only a few more days. The compound was delicately decorated, with the help of Thor, Pepper, Clint, yourself, and a few others. Garlands lined the ceiling, string lights hanging down from them. Red bows littered the walls, and wreaths were hung on seemingly every door available. Poinsettias were placed on the dining room table and the end tables in the living room. A large pine tree covered in tinsel and ornaments were bestrewed upon it sat in the living room as the main feature.

It was safe to say that Loki was very outside his comfort zone. He had never celebrated anything like this, and you could tell. He sat perched on a chair in the living room, watching as you and several others decorated cheerfully. You danced around the room, and he found himself watching your legs longingly. So elegant, so beautiful. How he'd love to have those legs wrapped -

Loki snapped himself outside of his thoughts for a moment, realizing the direction he'd been taking them. You glanced at him for just a moment, and realized how he'd been feeling just moments ago. The emotion that flooded off of him was one of pure sex. You felt yourself reciprocating and feeling his emotion. As you flung your eyes up to catch his, the look he gave you was one that a predator would give their prey.

Soon thereafter you glanced away, his gaze being too intimidating to hold onto for the time being. But the way he looked at you - so - longingly. It made you wonder how he truly felt for you. Maybe he only thought of you as a sexual escapade rather than a potential relationship. Or maybe you were mistaken, that his eyes were longing for Natasha rather than yourself. You shook off the feeling. What you failed to notice, however, is how Loki's gaze swam up and down your body several times before resting on his novel once more.

He mentally took photos of the effortless bun that sat on top of your head, your doe eyes, your plump lips, the curvature in your breasts and bum, your lengthy legs. When you jumped up with excitement for a moment, Loki became entranced by the bounce that came from your bosom. Fuck he thought to himself. I'm screwed.

Your eyes caught his once more, and the same predatory gaze on his eyes. You bit your lip and Loki felt himself harden in his pants before you looked away again. Why does he look like that? You thought to yourself.

"IT'S CHRISTMAS" you heard Thor shout before, in a moment, your legs were flung from beneath you and suddenly, you were wrapped in Thor's arms. One thing you had learned upon joining the Avengers is that Thor Odinson was incredibly affectionate. Not towards anyone specifically, but you were small enough to lift with merely an ounce of effort, and Thor was entertained by that. Comparatively, you lifting up a 6 Ib. infant would have taken a similar amount of effort. You giggled as he held you bridal style, slightly taken aback by Thor's excitement.

In a sudden instant, however, you felt jealously radiating from the other side of the room. Loki. Surprisingly, when you went to look back at him, he had disappeared. Loki couldn't stand another man's arms around you, especially his own brother's. Thor had always gotten everything that Loki never did. From what it seemed, you would be no different. That in itself destroyed Loki.

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Later that night, you couldn't sleep. You hadn't seen Loki at movie night, and you were fearful for his wellbeing. The jealousy that you had felt in the common room from earlier still lingered there. Typically, emotions faded rather quickly. But this one, in its potency, stuck around.

You wandered into the kitchen at roughly 1 am, hopeful that no one would be around. Thankfully, the rest of the compound was fast asleep. Except for one God, but you didn't know that. You began the process of making sugar cookies. Baking always helped you clear your head, and the silencing spell you cast helped make it quieter and more manageable for a 1 am burst of energy. While normally the mixer would be able to wake up the entirety of the compound, now the only thing that would indicate your presence was the sweet, sugary smell of delicious treats.

You combined your wet and dry ingredients with the mixer, meanwhile gathering ingredients for frosting and decorations. Unbeknownst to you, Loki had wandered down from his quarters for a midnight snack. He couldn't sleep either, the image of your delicate form in Thor's muscular arms replayed through his mind constantly.

The image that he saw now, however, made him forget all about Thor's actions from earlier that night. You, dressed in your black, lacy, silky smooth pajamas, reaching for sprinkles in the upper cabinet. The length of the shorts you were left little to the imagination, and the slight v-neck and spaghetti straps exposed the soft skin of your arms, shoulders, and chest. Loki felt himself harden for the second time in your presence that day, and in his slight daze, he approached you. Despite your typical ability to sense emotions and the presence of others, you were so focused on reaching for those damn sprinkles that you failed to notice Loki nearing you.

You gasped as Loki placed his left hand on your hip bone, gently grazing the top portion of your thigh. You shuttered, almost jumping out of his grasp. "Gosh you scared me!" You gasped as Loki had a mere touch of the silk pajamas you wore. "My apologies darling. Allow me," he spoke as his hand passed yours and gently grazed it upon grabbing the sprinkle container. He set it down in front of you, not moving his left hand from your thigh just yet. Loki would cherish this moment for eternity. "Thank you Loki" you spoke gratefully. Loki leaned down to your ear, whispering "My pleasure, love." As you shuttered once more.

Why does he make me feel like this? You wondered, before your thoughts were cut off. "Why are you up so late, doll?" Loki had stepped back now, his body no longer in contact with yours. "I- um-" you started, nervous from your past interaction. "I just couldn't sleep." You responded. "I could ask you the same." You began, gaining a bit more confidence in the conversation.

"Same here, darling." The constant pet names that flowed from Loki's mouth were intoxicating. Despite the little bits of awkwardness you felt, overall you were comfortable with Loki. Although, your outfit choice would have been slightly different had you known that anyone would present themselves in the kitchen that night. A little more coverage, perhaps?

Loki, however, would be thrilled to see you in even less. The dreams and fantasies that he had in regards to you and himself were detailed, but not as detailed as the lovely lace that lined your thighs, your revealed stomach, and your breasts. His fantasies could never compare to your breathtaking presence. God, you were beautiful, in every single sense of the word. He had never seen a creature as magnificent as you.

"Anything specific on your mind, Loke?" You broke him out of his thoughts, now. You grew more and more confident as you felt his emotions pour into the room. As much as you doubted his feelings towards you, you had never been wrong with reading someone before. And Loki's emotions were drowning in sex, love, and sensuality. From what it seemed, they were directed towards you. Either that, or he was feeling extremely deep for someone who wasn't present. But the probability wasn't super likely, considering how strong they were.

Loki suddenly got timid, as if you had caught him. It wasn't often that he became shy, but his emotions towards you made him feel that way. To an extent. Loki was dominant and typically could guide in relationships, but there was something about you that made him hold back. He wanted to be gentle with you. "Not specifically, love. Sometimes I'm just kept up with my thoughts." You nodded in understanding. "Well, if you feel like cookie-making, I'll be up for a little while." You offered, and a smile grew on Loki's face. Being alone? With you? In the privacy of the compound kitchen at 1 am? Count me in, he thought.

"What can I help with?" He offered sweetly. "Well, I have the cookie dough made, so now we need to roll it out and use cookie cutters to make them into fun shapes!" You spoke excitedly, a certain light being brought to your eyes. "You do love this Midgardian holiday, don't you darling?" Loki asked.

"Of course, it's all about giving! What's not to love?" You smiled.

"You're telling me we're not going to devour these cookies all by ourselves?" Loki questioned teasingly. You looked at him in fake offense, placing a hand against your chest. "How dare you speak of such a thing! There's plenty to go around." You rebutted. He winkled at you, sending a shiver up your spine.

You handed Loki the rolling pin, which he looked at, perplexed. You realized that this task may be more difficult than anticipated. At least, for the Asgardian God. You placed the dough down, sprinkling a little flour on top. "Here," you guided him, coming behind him and helping his hands with the motion. "Just like that."

Loki began rolling out the dough, his action becoming more and more confident as he continued. You grabbed the festive cookie cutters that you would use on the dough as he rolled it out to the proper thickness.

You began the process of the shaping the cookies, rolling out the dough after you ran out of space. Stars, Christmas trees, candy canes, ornaments, and stockings lined the baking trays, and soon enough, you had roughly fifty cookies ready to bake. You lightly clapped your hands in excitement, looking up towards Loki. "Thank you, Loke." You smiled, watching as a glimmer of peace came upon his eyes. "You're welcome, doll. This is the most fun I've had in a long time." While the cookies baked, you began on the frosting.

The frosting was finished, and you took a little bit on your pinky finger to taste. Loki watched as you brought your smallest finger to your lips, opening them just the slightest bit, sliding your pinky inside your mouth, and sucking the frosting right off of it. Your cheeks pursed inwards, surrounding the digit.

Loki's emotions immediately skyrocketed at the sight. That was something you instantly took notice of. Oh, I could have some fun with this, you thought. This time, you took your index finger, grabbing some more. You headed towards Loki, who had planted himself on a barstool at the previous sight. "Want to try some, Loke?" You spoke seductively, and his jaw dropped in invitation. You brought your finger into his mouth, holding his jaw with your other hand. He sucked the frosting off as slowly as possible, savoring every single moment of this.

You finally pulled your finger away, a slight bit of resistance due to the pull from Loki's mouth. "Delicious, darling." Loki spoke, smirking the slightest bit. Gaining a bit of confidence, Loki stood up, suddenly towering over you. "I wonder if you taste just as sweet."

You gasped at his remark as Loki backed you until you hit the counter. Your wetness began to grow, and he pressed against you. "May I?" Loki spoke confidently, holding your neck in one hand. You nodded hesitantly, looking back and forth from his eyes to his lips. Loki began to bring his head to level yours, then resting his forehead on yours. Hesitantly, you began the pursuit of his lips with yours. He matched your energy, gliding his lips across yours effortlessly, and suddenly, he pulled at your lip, granting himself access. In the meantime, his opposite hand traveled lower, pulling at the elastic waistband of your shorts. You pulled back, gasping for air. "I need to taste you down there too, darling." You groaned in anticipation, but pressed at his chest. "We need to get the cookies in the oven." You spoke.

"Just let me have a swipe, darling. Please." Loki indicated with his index finger, curling it slightly. You moaned as he instantaneously stuck his hand down your shorts, pushing past your waistband, in order to collect your juices, trailing from your entrance up to flick your clit ever so slightly, then bringing his finger up to his mouth to devour every bit of your sweet nectar. He groaned himself, bringing a peck to your mouth mere seconds afterwards.

"You taste like Valhalla, my sweet. Promise me I will get more of a taste after these cookies are complete." He held your jaw, and your lips met his once more. "Of course, Loki." You smiled as he backed up from your form to resume the cookie making process.

You took the cookies out of the oven, letting them cool for several minutes. In the meantime, Loki latched onto you, his arms wrapped around your shoulders. He pecked your cheeks, whispering delicious fantasies into your ear. Suddenly, a thought hit you. "Um- hey Loki?"

"Yes, love?" Loki responded eagerly.

"Do you- like- actually like me- or am I a sexual fantasy for you?" You pondered.

"Oh, darling. My sweet darling. You are the most beautiful, pure mortal I have ever met. You are adorable, kind, and gentle. I want you to be mine. My sexual fantasies are just the ways I wish to claim you and your precious form." You turned to look at him, smiling. "I'm really glad you came down for a midnight snack." He smiled back. The amount of love that radiated from Loki was unlike anything you had ever felt before.

"You had my heart from the second that your gentle touch healed my wounds." Loki told you. You looked up at him hopefully. "Truly?"

"Absolutely."

You and Loki both grew tired finally, after completing and decorating the cookies. Sprinkles and frosting, slightly haphazardly placed on each cookie, you noted that the further you got into decorating, the worse the treats looked. Not that Thor, or anyone else for that matter, would care about the appearance of the cookies in the slightest.

What they would notice, however, is both Loki and yourself cuddled up on the couch in the common room, sharing a pillow with a blanket covering you.

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Thoughts on Wille's relationship with his parents?

Hmmm unfortunately its very relatable to me lmfaooo idk i think a lot of people can relate to feeling unseen by their parents.

I was screaming and cheering for him when he told them off the first time then i was like wow this is so fucked up that it had to get to this point for them to pay attention to him.

I’m also very resentful of him having to comfort his mom when she has done nothing but dismiss his feelings and shame him for his anxiety. It was so strange and fascinating to see wilhelm in that role of comforting her vs how he was only months prior. i think representative of how fast he had to “grow up” in a short period of time partially bc of erik’s death but also bc of her.

I feel their relationship pretty realistic honestly and maybe thats just me. But the passive father figure while the mom is the “bad guy” even tho he is complicit was so real- i know so many people with family dynamics like that. so I’m glad Wille spoke on that because i dont think it gets talked about enough.

I thought their little apology at the end was .. nice but a bit too little too late imo like the damage has been done and it’s gonna take more than that. but for sake im gonna imagine that they actually make an effort to respect him, get to know him, and listen to him from now on. The queen saying “let him go” was one of the few times i actually respected her so i’m gonna tell myself there is hope lol

i’m thankful for how their relationship was shown because it’s a reminder that parents can give their child “everything” but emotional neglect is very real and damaging. yeah things were hard for the queen and we can have some empathy for that and at the same time we also see how that impacted Wille and doesnt excuse how he’s been treated. So i think its another one of those things in the show where it forces you to hold this balance of “yes and” /like there are no simple answers and characterizations.

That was a long ramble to say that royal titles aside, i found their relationship to be relatable in a lot of ways and it makes me sad but i appreciate that it was shown in the way it was.

#misfit answers asks #its 4am so i may edit this ramble tomorrow lmfao

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arolesbianism · 1 month

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hello gamers minor life update I have been doing Real bad lately so I will likely continue to be very inactive, but hey on the bright side I have been fleshing out some eternal gales lore I reworked a while back and I can happily say that Dodie no longer completely contradicts the very nature of reality in eternal gales and the fog tower™ officially has a real reason to exist again so hell yeah to that

#rat rambles #eternal gales #oc posting #this is a piece of lore I technically updated a while ago but I mostly just relocated dodie home to a different piece of worldbuilding #but now Im fleshing things out a bit more and Im so glad that I set myself up such an easy way to jump ship on the old stuff #it also makes my life easier because it means that I have an actual reason for mase to be the first person dodie encounters in person #also an actual reason to trap him at first sorry dude it adds to the suspense #longggggg story short dodie lives in the universe's core of sorts #its where all the other characters are transported to at the beginning of the story due to other stuff #I already had it as a thing that the core attempts to replicate the casts home and food and such to help maintain them #but the fog tower™ had its core echo in place since forever basically #mostly because the narrator wanted to get dodie a home set up in the core instead of having to find a way to house her in notmal society #now the tower wasnt exactly meant to be found but it still had to be real enough to actually get echoed so it was real enough to be found #hense why mase's family lives in the lower half of it #the top half is fully reserved for setting up stuff to be echoed to dodie's tower #this is mostly handled my cup aka dodie's long distance mom figure #but most of that stuff was done before dodie was properly created and as such cup had to fight for their life to figure out how to best get #this child growing up in fucked up situations as happy and stable as they could with limited budget and time #they were also dealing with doing a lot of this behind the backs of mase's parents as the two wanted them to provide just the bare basics #despite this cup managed to sneak in a shit ton more video tapes than they were supposed to and attempted to cover as much as possible #ofc dodie still ended up incredibly unstable and fucked up anways but she still loves her long distance video mom dearly #up til she was like 12 or so those tapes were the only way she could see and hear another person #but yeah in the echoed version the lower half of the tower is mostly consumed by plantlife and the such #hense why dodie avoids the area like the plague she has hashtag issues regarding plants #oh yeah Ive also been thinking abt fydd a lot lately #I have been slowly developing a bit of a side plot for him in my head that Im not 100% sure Im going to commit to but Im mivrowaving it #basically I was thinking abt each of the human casts sort of quote unquote domains are #by that I mean the whole reason they get drawn to the universe core is because theyre all sorta connected to universe functions #fydd is one of the weird ones because his place in the system is the basic software ig would be the best way to put it?#hes connected to the very base of the system that the rest of the functions are built into

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Hiii‼️‼️ I M SO GLAD THAT TLOU TICKLE COMMUNITY IS GETTING BIGGER🫶🫶 and I have a few fics ab tlou myself so if you wanna check it or what you are free to go, but I have a few tickle ideas for Ellie and Joel because I LOVE THEM

Soo

1. Ellie is trying to get Joel laughing but it can be reversed into a tickle fight

2. Joel is just messing with Ellie when teaching her how to play a guitar

3. Tickle fight between Tommy and Joel (brotherly moment) (and Ellie could just saw it and join😭😭)

omg I literally want to do all of these(and i probably will at some point) they are so good but i have to do #3 I have the best little drabble in my head! hope u enjoy🫶 srry it’s rough, i wrote this in one night and i got a bit carried away lol

also go check out @potatohater their fics are big slay ! ! !

Brotherly Love

“there is no way im helping you with the truck”

“quit throwing such a fit ya stubborn asshole” Joel smiled and shoved into his brother’s shoulder as he scooted his way over in the kitchen to the lukewarm pot of coffee.

Joel was in quiet the good mood today. A few days ago on a patrol around Jackson, he found himself upon a bright red 2003 Ford-F150. Well, he assumed it was bright red in its glory days, as by now it had accumulated a dull rusty exterior followed by a coat of moss that had begun creeping up off the tires and onto the rest of the car. But he didn’t seem to care, as all he saw was an opportunity in front of him. While Jackson provided Ellie and him with a sense of comfort, he selfishly missed the days of traveling across the states together, and he could sense that restless energy in Ellie as well. Even if they were short trips, he wanted something back that he felt like he was missing since they had settled. Yes, Ellie relying on him scared him, but it also seemed to give him a sense of purpose he just couldn’t quite find here.

“Joel, i-i got the kid this weekend, Maria’s on patrol and in meetings an-”

“you are such a bad liar little brother” Joel looked up from his mug as he sipped and gave Tommy a sly smile.

“I already talked to her this mornin’. Said you’d be just fineee helpin’ out.” Joel smirked and leaned up against the counter behind him. “Said it’d keep you outta trouble”

Tommy shot Joel a side eye and shook his head as he let out a sigh

“Talk about trouble, what the hell do you think your gonna do with that truck Joel”

“Mmm so you are gonna help me now huh?”

“There is no way in hell, but if I were, I’d want to make sure you don’t kill yourself once it’s all done with” Tommy’s eyes searched the counter that Joel was leaned up against as he spoke.

“This can’t be just for joyrides Joel, where the hell is it you’re wantin’ to go?”

“You gotta shake on it first”

Tommy shot another look at Joel as he remembered where what he was looking for was.

“Look, I’m just saying messin with that truck in any regard is a stupid fuckin idea I mea-EAN-!” Tommy was suddenly cut off while he opened the overhead cabinet diagonal to Joel’s head to grab a pan for his morning eggs. Out of nowhere, Joel jabbed his fingers into Tommy’s side, almost as if it was a reflex. Tommy entire body jolted accompanied by a concealed squeal that he tried to play off by clearing his throat, but it seemed to be too late for him, as the stare Joel was sending him was already telling him everything he needed to know.

The two brothers stared at each other in silence, both quite shocked to what transpired seconds before. After the jab Tommy had jumped back about a foot, but he was still in close enough territory to remain nervous about his big brother’s next move.

Joel had his eyebrows slightly raised with slightly squinted eyes, but he held a straight face and a calm demeanor, even still, you could hear that hint of smirk behind every word.

“Hey Tommy, would you come here for a second?”

Tommy’s face looked angry, but was almost ghost white with fear at the same time, like he knew what could happen at any second.

“Don’t you dare Joel”

“Awh don’t be so shy baby brother”

In a whorl-wind, Joel leap over at Tommy, hands outstretched like bear claws towards his torso. In a spontaneous yet, extremely strategic move, Joel wrapped his hands around Tommy’s sides and squeezed. Tommy’s once escape plan of sprinting away crumbled in front of him as he felt himself crumble with a grunt under Joel’s grasp, and in a swift move Joel has knocked him off his feet and pinned him beneath him on the kitchen floor. From here Tommy began to struggle below his older brother, and as his feet slipped against the hardwood floor a familiar helpless feeling began to fade back in.

“Just like ol’ times eh Tom?”

“You old fucker get off of mEHEHA-”

Tommy felt his dignity slip from his grasp as his brother enormous hands shook around his ribcage. There was little time between the stifling spurts of laughter to full on childlike giggles pouring out of Tommy’s mouth, and Joel was eating up every minute of it. He pretended like he wasn’t paying attention as his little brother was bouncing below him, fit to be tied with his own laughter, but there was a recognizable smile that crept onto Joel’s face wether he liked it or not. There seemed to be little to none of these nostalgic brotherly moments for them these days, so for Joel to catch him like this was music to his ears.

“I’m sorry what’s that Tommy? somethin about helpin me with the truck?” Joel chuckled as he pretended to yell over Tommy’s laughing fits as he switched to digging his knuckles into his brothers sides.

“ YOUHUO DUHUMB SOSHAHN OF A BIHIHTCH I’LL KIHIILL YOHAHA”

“Mmm yeah you definitely seem to be in a position to do that brother.” Joel smirked, he was having way too much fun with this.

Tommy was continuously trying to push against Joel’s hands digging away at his sides, when Joel saw an opportunity to snake his hands up underneath Tommy’s arms where he realized Tommy’s laughter could reach a new octave.

“JEHEHAHSUS JOEHEL MERMHECY”

Tommy’s head was thrown back and arms clamped to his sides as he sucumbed to the torture joel was dealing him. His laughter was on the verge of silence and he couldn’t beli-

“What the fuck joel are you trying to kill him?”

Between all the commotion, neither brother had bothered to notice a shocked Ellie waltz downstairs, most probably woken up from all the ruckus they were causing. Both brothers turned to look at her, Joel stopped his assault but did not get up, while Tommy was merely attempting to catch his breath.

“Uhhh he owes me a favor El.” Joel replied with a smirk on his face, yet slightly embarrassed from Ellie witnessing the encounter.

“Uh-huh” Ellie replied, still in shock to see the brothers this affectionate.

“H-He’s a fuckin’ liar E-Ellie don’t fall f-for it” Tommy sputtered out, still trying to recover.

Joel shot him a dirty look, but a smile began to creep on to his face, one that terrified Tommy.

“Hey kid, care to help?”

Immediately Tommy’s chorus of no’s directed at Ellie filled the room followed by a desperate “you gotta help me El” only to be followed up with muffled chatter as one of Joel’s hands covered his mouth.

Ellie took a few seconds to realize what she was getting herself into, after all not every morning at the Millers presented an opportunity like this, but she knew what she had to do.

“Want me to get his knees?” She asked almost too excitedly, causing Tommy to groan beneath Joel.

“Smart kid”

Joel gesture her over and she placed her knees on either side of Tommy’s shins.

“Ready El?”

“Sure am”

Tommy’s pleas continued, growing in volume the closer Joes hands got. But, as soon as Joel reached his arms forward into Tommy’s sides, Ellie saw the opportunity she needed. She shot her hands forward right underneath Joel’s arms and squeezed like there was no tomorrow. She felt the confusion in Joel’s body, first tightness and then resistance, and for a scary second she thought he might not b-

“E-ELHEHIE NOHOHO DOHONT-”

Joel’s entire body began fighting the ticklish sensation pulsating through his body, curving and arching his back in anyway he could to shake the little rascal off. He had completely forgotten his attack on Tommy, giving his little brother the opportunity to help out with the onslaught but wrapping his hands around Joel’s hipbones, and from there Joel was done for.

With attacks coming from both sides his body seemed to be in sensory overload, as he didn’t even notice Tommy slip out from underneath him, where he then pushed him to his side, and pinned him down himself, never ceasing the rhythm of jabs into his hips. Ellie at this point was able to let Tommy take over, well until-

“Hey Ellie, get his knees!”

“DOHONT YOUHU DAHAHRE ELLEEHEIE”

Joel was continuously trying to compose himself, but as Tommy moved his attack up his older brothers sides, the electrical ticklish shocks he felt throughout his body caused any gruff, strength, and pride he had in his tough demeanor to slowly fade away.

“Gladly”

Ellie’s smile was as big as Joel’s at this point, she had never seen the man who protected her across the US from infected, cannibals, and everything else in between, giggle, at least never like this. She couldn’t help but join in herself as she positioned herself so familiarly over Joel’s shins.

Tommy paused for a brief second as Joel was too incapacitated by exhaustion to back any kinds of counter attack.

“Do right above the kneecaps, he’ll love that”

“Oooo your gonna get it motherfucker” Ellie smiled and positioned her hands.

“N-Now if y-you asshats do-HOHONT KNOHAHCKAHAHA-”

There was not even a second for Joel to keep his cool as Tommy dove his hands into each space within his ribcage accompanied by the rapid squeezing provided by Ellie, this was full on torture for the man.

“Nothin but a bit of brotherly love eh Joel?”

“SHUHUAHAUT IHIT TOHAHAHMOHMY”

“Awh quit throwing such a fit ya stubborn asshole”

Even as his own words were used against him, Joel couldn’t fight the joyful snickers and uncontrollable laughter that seems to bubble out of him, for a a strong as he is he felt everything leave him under the touch of the two smiling bafoons that held him down.

“Joel you’re such an asshole for never mentioning this, you made me use the joke book to make you laugh?” Ellie smiled and joined in on the tease, as she was now squeezed to the rhythm of an old song she used to have on tape.

Joel had no response to the teenagers quip as he held is head in his palm in his own fit of giggles, surprising even Tommy at this point.

“Alright alright, we probably shouldn’t kill the old man” Tommy let up on his brother, patting his shoulder as he stood up.

“U-uh we might not have killed him but he looks pretty fucking broken. This isn’t the Joel I ever remember” Ellie had gotten up at this point and was now squatted next to Joel, holding the sides of his head at his temples. His eyes were closed as he was attempting to regain himself but the constant sputter of laughter would seep out through his nose or mouth, almost as though there were residual tickles all on and around him.

This by far was the most relaxed Joel’s felt in years, his brain had completely let go and although he would never admit it, he would probably say that brotherly love did him more good than a rusty old truck ever could. Instead, he finally regained his breath after a few more out-spurts and turned his smile into one of his disapproving frowns as he opened his eyes and looked up at Ellie and Tommy.

“If either of you ever do that again, so help me god I will break your godamn jaws”

“Awh just say you liked it motherfucker”

#tlou #so many typos oops #tlou tickle #tickle fic #lee!tommy #lee!joel #ler!tommy #ler!joel #ler!ellie #the last of us #tlou fluff #tlou tickle fic #writing drought is over bby

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