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rboooks · 11 months

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Child Support Part 2

Tim watched the other young heroes as they tried to look around the watch tower without seeming like they were. He's been here plenty of times, but the rest of the Teen Titans and a few of the Young Justice hasn't.

Much was due to the older heroes leaving the younger ones alone. Some not taking them seriously enough to welcome them at the big HQ as much as that made his blood boil.

They were taking the same risks. They were fighting the same good fights. Why was their age the main reason they weren't treated equally?

Some teenage heroes weren't part of a team per see, but they always answered when a call was sent. For example, Cass and Steph were present, speaking softly to Static Shock. Damian was standing next to Jon and his little friend Colin who was just getting into the swing of the hero business.

Bruce almost bit through his tongue when Damian told him Abuse would be joining Robin on parol, and he could do nothing to stop them. (Tim felt like he was watching Damian tell Bruce a paraphrased version of "But Daddy, I love him!" and it kept him smiling for weeks)

It was wild to see almost every young hero in one place. He doesn't think this happened since the last time Justice Leauge got mind controlled and almost destroyed the whole world.

"Any idea why we're here?" Kon asks to his right, lowering his shade to stare at the Outlaws. Jason's team stood to the side chatting iddly while cleaning over thier weapons.

Kon's always like their punk point of view, and he knows his best friend wants to go over there to talk to them. If it wasn't for the issue of the clone still being mad about what Jason did at the Teen Titans tower. Almost murder was hard to forgive for people outside the Bats.

"None. All I know is that John Constantine sent out a message to every teenage superhero group calling for a meet-up," Tim responds.

Bart whistles with a grimace on his right. "Must be bad if that guy is asking."

"I heard Hawkwoman tell Superman that she was worried and wasn't sure she wanted anyone of us mixed up in Constantine's mistakes." Cassie chimes in from where she leans on the couch. The three turn to her as she lowers her voice, attempting to keep the others from hearing. "Batman told her off for it."

"Batman did?" Tim asks, surprised.

Cassie shrugs, throwing a bit of her blond hair over her shoulder. "As much Batman can emote anyway."

Yeah, that sounded about right. Though it must have been something Bruce found disrespectful. His dad usually never reprimanded strangers unless they were saying something or doing something that sounded far too much like bigotry to him.

But to apply that to Constantine? Someone, Bruce generally disliked communicating with because the man tended to backstab his contacts? Yes, Constantine wasn't evil, but he wasn't pleasant either.

If Bruce had magical issues, he tended to contact Zatanna first.

Just then, the watch tower's zeta beams activate. Everyone who gathered turns to the teleporting pads where Constantine appears looking, for lack of a better word, absolutely exhausted. Even Tim knows that his eye bags aren't that bad, and he's usually going hours without sleep.

"Oh good, you all made it," Constantine says, sipping from a mug and wearing nothing but sweatpants and what looks like a nightgown. His signature trench coat was nowhere in sight. "I'm going to be quick about this. I need a team of young heroes willing to accept my son into their fold."

The room is dead silent. Constantine sighs. "Look, I've tried everything, but it's like Danny is allergic to laying low. He fought with a demon the other day over a child's doll- which you all know happens. People get haunted! But Danny refused to do it the right way, and now I had to beat off the demon's marriage proposal at least ten times. Not to mention his lack of social skills! No matter which one I stick him in, he can't seem to make friends in school. He got shoved into a locker on his first day! I thought that was an American exaggeration of the telly!"

Constantine pauses and takes a large gulp of whatever he's drinking before continuing his rant. A hand runs through his already messy hair, leaving it in bigger disarray as he speaks. "He's behind in terms of trends and technology cause his other father raised him outside of the typical timelines, so sometimes it's like talking to someone from the early two thousand, and other times it's like he's a modern Victorian era lad. His powers are also all over the place because the ectoplasm in our world is thicker, so when he breathes it in, he losses his control. Just the other day he accidentally made himself fly through our ceiling and almost reach the atmosphere before I was able to bring him back down."

A few of the fliers in the room wince. Jon nods and whispers under his breath, though his voice carries in the silence. "Yeah, been there before. Flying can be scary if you don't know how to come down."

Johns glances around at all the young people, eyes showing a tad bit of desperation. "He's sad all the time now, and I don't know how to help. If working with you could help him make friends, I would be grateful. He's a great kid. He just needs to adjust."

Tim had no idea what to do with this information; how do you respond to arguably one of the strongest Justice League Darks' heroes asking for a play date for his son?

"How old is the child?" Damian's voice rings out. Colin's hand is attached to his sleeve, a slightly nervous smile on the boy's face as he attempts to hide from the staring heroes behind his brother. Tim bets that if he wasn't wearing the domino mask, they would be able to see slight tears in Colin's eyes.

Damian's other hand goes across his body to cover Colin's hand, and Tim fights a shit-eating grin. His eyes lock with Jason, and the two send each other knowing grins. Looks like Bruce did have to worry about Damian having a secret boyfriend.

He can't wait to tease Damian later.

"He's fourteen....or well, physically?" Constantine answers eagerly.

"What does that mean?" Kon asks this time.

"Okay, so he's half human, half ecto-being. He sired him with his other father, Clockwork, which was only four years ago in this dimension, but since he was raised in the Infinite Relemas, times move differently there? " The British man says, and Raven goes rigid.

"Clockwork, as in the most powerful Ancient?" She asks, looking horror-struck when Constantine nods.

Before anyone asked what that meant, the zeta tubes activated again without permission. Someone had hacked into their systems which were ten levels bad. Everyone naturally fell into a fighting stance, only to blink when a teenage boy stepped out with a loud excited screech.

"We're in space!" The teenager runs to one of the windows, pressing his hands and face up against the glass. "This is amazing!"

Tim only relaxes his muscles once Constantine clears his throat. "Chum...what are you doing here?"

"Oh. One of your curse rocks things started proposing to me again, so I ran out of the House of Mysteries. Thought I see what you were up to." The teenager says, turning around with a smile and utterly freezing at the sight of the gathered heroes.

He had dark hair, wide blue eyes, and the most adorable face Tim had ever seen. Not as sexy as Bernard, of course, but darn close. Judging by the looks of anyone attractive to males, most heroes thought the same.

"Um...hi?" He says, offering the Godsmack teenagers a helpless little shrug. "I'm Danny Constantine."

"It is a pleasure, Constantine." Damian marches over to him with all his little twelve-year-old authority. He barely reaches Danny's chest. "I shall look forward to working with you. Are you formally trained in combat or strictly magic?"

"Um...oh, I can throw a punch or two? I'm mostly self taught. I rely on my powers a lot?" Danny fumbles to answer throwing a desperate look at his presumed father.

"No matter. I shall have you begin training. My Beloved also needs to work on his form. There is no shame in this" Damian nods, and Constantine lets out a large sigh of relief. He jogs over to place a hand on his son's shoulder, giving him a one-sided hug

"Yes, Danny, you will join Robin, Superboy, and Abuse on missions. They agree to help you settle and get used to your ghost powers." Constantine smiles. "I'll give me time to discourage all those idiots from trying to trick you into marriage."

"Oh...okay. It's nice to meet you all. Please call me Phantom on the field. Um, are you the team leader?" He asks Damian as the three youngest boys lead him further into the watch tower.

Constantine watches them go with the brightest smile he's ever seen on the man's face. He looks back to the group, who were barely starting to pick their jaws off the floor and makes a shooing motion with his hand. "You lot are dismissed."

Then the man vanishes in a green portal.

There is a ringing silence until Barts blurts out. "I'm pretty sure this is where the Phantom Fan Club first formed. A historical moment."

Tim wants to take a nap.

( Part 1 )

#dcxdp crossover #dc x dp crossover #Child Support #Part 2 #John is trying his best #He's fighting off suitors from his son #Despite being very pretty Danny has a hard time making friends #He's the oldest in Damian's new team #I found the ship Damian/Colin the other day and I love it

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that1emowitch · 1 month

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Bruce, high on painkillers, is being babysat by Jason. Jason has to do an emergency Red Hood thing, and lacking an alternative, slaps a stock domino on Bruce and drags him along.

Bruce proceeds to say/do the most unhinged shit. The goons are suddenly viscerally aware of where Hood got it from.

WOW okay you guys are unhinged, you know that?

(And I love it <3)

A/N: I fully intended to write a crack fic, but the feels crawled in through the plot holes I missed and made their homes in the heart of the story. Also I don't know what you mean by 'stock domino' so I'm assuming it's one of those dollar store ripoffs.

(TW: Accidental overdosing on painkillers, mentions of blood, Jason's usual level of swearing, some goons almost dying but like in a funny way.)

Word Count: 2328

Jason wants to scream.

Like, let it rip out on an abandoned cliff in the howling rain kinda scream.

But no, he's stuck babysitting Brucie Wayne who accidentally OD'd on fucking painkillers after trying to treat himself in Alfred's unfortunate absence (how does that even happen?!).

Dick and Damian are out doing some brotherly-bonding thing, Tim's with the Titans, Duke and Cass are at the movies, and Steph has declared herself "not one of Bruce's kids." Leaving Jason as the only one free to look after their "Dad".

Jason pushes Bruce down on the Batcave's gurney for the billionth time after he attempts (keyword: attempts) to walk again, scowling. None of them are getting any waffles from me again. Or pancakes. Or scones. Or anything I make for them out of my sweet, kind heart. Those little shits.

Jason puts two fingers on Bruce’s wrist, checking his pulse. His skin is cold and clammy, breathing slow, but at least he’s not vomiting anymore. He sighs, collapsing on a chair beside Bruce. He's tired. So fucking tired.

Just as Jason's eyes flutter shut for a moment, the Batcomputer's alarm suddenly blares.

Bruce shoots up, shouting, "ALARM!"

Grumbling, Jason drags himself to the computer, pushing Bruce down along the way. He opens the glaring red notification, brows creased.

Black Mask's goons have intercepted some military shipment...

"Ugh..." Jason groans, and moves to put on his helmet (he never changed out of his costume), checking his guns, when a sudden crash from behind him snaps his attention to the man-child he's supposed to be babysitting.

Bruce has stepped off the gurney and collapsed face-down on the med bay's floor.

He can't just leave him there, can he?

Jason considers his options: He could either strap Bruce to the gurney and leave (in which case Dick will have his head), or he could take Bruce out on the streets with him (in which case Dick will absolutely want to murder him.)

Jason smirks. It’s obvious which one’s the right choice.

Ten minutes later, Jason’s riding through the city at over a hundred miles per hour, with Bruce strapped to the backseat of his motorcycle. Bruce is wearing a dollar store ripoff of the Robin domino and a Robin-themed cape made of Tim’s bedsheets, looking absolutely ecstatic at the high speed.

They arrive at the warehouse where Black Mask’s goons have transported their stolen goods, parking in a shadowed spot a building away. Jason gets off, helping Bruce onto his feet, and says, “Now, I’m going to go shoot some people, you stay hidden and quiet, got that?”

“Guns are bad,” Bruce replies, holding a finger to Jason’s helmet. “Just like clowns. And ducks.”

Raising an eyebrow, Jason shakes his head. He doesn’t have time for this right now.

Jason quickly scales the nearest building, grappling to the roof of the warehouse. He peeks in through a hatch in the roof to survey the area. There are about a dozen armed goons, none of them looking very bright. There are 4 crates they’re guarding, likely filled with ammo.

Cocking his guns, Jason jumps down through the hatch, landing right in the middle of the warehouse with a ‘thud’ sound. “Surprise,” He grins, raising his guns.

“Aye, that’s Red Hood, ain’t it?” Comes a goon’s terrified voice. The others around him immediately aim their guns at Jason— they’re clearly untrained.

Suddenly there’s another thud behind him. “That’s a bucket, you morons!” Comes a too-familiar, slurred voice. Jason turns around to come face-to-face with Bruce, eyes wide.

In a fight with any real criminals, this distraction would have cost Jason his life. But luckily these adorably clueless goons are just as shocked as him.

Unfortunately the distraction only lasts for a few seconds. Jason immediately jumps into the fight, shooting three goons in the kneecaps and dodging a few bullets. From the corner of his eye, he sees two more goons running out the door, crying. He punches another guy in the face, instantly knocking him out, and is about to turn back to check on Bruce when suddenly something hard collides with his skull.

Jason staggers slightly, trying to regain his balance, when he sees a goon holding a giant stone, wearing a proud grin.

Fuck, his helmet’s probably busted…

Then suddenly Bruce is running towards the goon, hands fisted and veins popping, screaming, “NO ONE HURTS MY SON!”

Then Bruce’s fist collides with the goon’s with a sickening crunch, splattering blood across the floor as the man crumples to the ground. Bruce doesn’t stop there, and continues to beat him up, yelling profanities.

It warms Jason’s cold, (un)dead heart to watch that— to see his Dad fighting for him. It’s like they say, you’re most truthful when you’re drunk— or high. This is how much Bruce loves him.

Then another thought strikes him— Bruce is going to regret being this violent when he sobers up. It’s going to claw at him, tear him up, and he’s going to compartmentalize and end up punishing himself by overworking.

Jason rushes forward, pulling Bruce off of the man. “B— Robin, stop!” He shouted, looking into the man’s domino-covered eyes.

Bruce’s brows furrow. “Robin?”

Jason points to Bruce’s Robin-themed cape and stock domino.

“Ah.” Bruce nods, pulling away. “You okay? Did you see any duck?”

“Duck?” Jason pauses in confusion. But before he can question it farther, he spies the three remaining goons using a ladder to climb up through the roof of the warehouse, trying to escape.

“Stay here. And do not move.” Jason orders Bruce, and runs after them.

He makes his way up the ladder as fast as he can , exiting under the polluted night sky. The goons, the ridiculously stupid goons, are standing around the edge of the roof, trying to figure out how they’re going to get down.

He doesn’t get paid enough to deal with this ridiculous shit.

Actually, scratch that, he doesn’t get paid at all.

“Wow, you guys are pathetic,” Comes Red Hood’s robotic voice, startling the goons, and one of them accidentally topples over the edge, screaming. Jason ensures that the guy’s hanging on tight— he can wait.

He cocks his guns, aiming both at the two standing goons. Both men are trembling with fear, hands up in surrender. “Hood— Mr. Hood, please—” One of them squeaks, but one look from Jason shuts him up.

“Please. Mr. Hood was my father,” Jason quips, his robotic chuckle sounding sinister.

That’s when he hears another voice behind him (again)— “But I’m your father.”

Jason jumps, whipping around. “How did you— I didn’t even hear you come!”

Bruce just shrugs innocently, waving his bloodstained hands at the terrified goons.

Then Jason hears the distinct sound of a gun being cocked. From the corner of his eye he sees the bolder of the goons, the one that had spoken before, taking aim.

“DUCK!” He yells, falling out of the way.

Instead of dodging, Bruce falls into a defensive stance, looking around frantically. “Where?!”

The bullet barely misses Bruce’s ear as he turns his head.

Jason has had it with sky-high Bruce now. Annoyance rising, he quickly shoots the two goons in the kneecaps, forgetting about the one hanging off the edge, and stalks up to Bruce, glaring.

“What is up with you and ducks?!” He demands, his voice raised.

“Ducks are evil,” Bruce spits, nose wrinkled. “Just like clowns. And bats.”

Jason’s brows raise. “Bats are evil?”

“Yeah, duh, that’s why everyone’s scared of Batman.” Bruce rolls his eyes, his drawl sounding too much like Steph. “Bats are scary.”

“You really took ‘become what you fear’ too literally, huh?” Jason snorts, putting his guns back in their holsters. Then he takes off his helmet, checking the damage— just a slight crack at the back. Not too bad.

“You know, I fell into a hole and into a cave when I was a boy and a dozen bats attacked me. I nearly died.” Bruce continues, gesturing towards the air with his hands.

“Yeah, right.” Jason shakes his head, chuckling. “Now come on, we gotta get you back.”

That’s when another voice rings out, high-pitched and scared. “Um, Mr. Hood? Please HELP! Please, please, please—”

Jason’s attention snaps to the corner of the roof— ah, right, the goon’s still hanging off the edge, isn’t he?

He grumbles, making his way over, and squats above the man, shaking his head. The man below him looks like he’s pissed himself, face ashen, tears running down his cheeks, muttering, “I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die…” On repeat.

“I’ll pull you up on one condition,” Jason looks down at him, voice low. “Never become a gun for hire again. If I see you fighting on the streets…” He pulls out his gun.

“No, no, I won’t, I swear…” The man whimpers, eyes squeezed shut. Jason sighs, and grabs the man by the collar and hauls him up. He crumples onto the roof, curling into a ball.

“Take out your phone and dial 911, tell them you’ve been naughty,” Jason orders, his gun pointed at the man’s head. (What? A guy needs to have some fun.)

The man whines, and immediately obliges.

“Pathetic,” Jason ties the man up quickly, and makes his way over to Bruce, who was sitting on the floor of the roof, taking apart some random crushed handphone he’s found.

“Get up, old man. GCPD will be here soon. We’re going home.” He pulls Bruce up, ignoring how he longingly stares at the dismantled phone.

The two of them grapple down from the roof, landing safely on the pavement. As they walk towards his bike, Bruce says, “Did you know I ate a phone once?”

Jason stumbles slightly. “What?”

“Tasted nice. Like electricity. Crackle-y.” Bruce hummed, his face straight (as straight as someone dating Superman could be). He isn't kidding.

That, or he's delusional.

“Don't try it. You might turn into a computer or something.” Bruce nodded very seriously.

“Oh god,” Jason snorts. “I'm so glad my helmet’s recording all this. Perfect blackmail material.”

“Black's a very, very pretty color.”

Jason rolls his eyes, revving the motor, making sure Bruce is safely strapped onto the backseat behind him. “You're just emo.”

“What's emo?” Bruce raises an eyebrow, words slightly slurred.

“Y'know, when people wear all that black makeup, skinny jeans, with hair covering their eyes.” Jason explains, putting a spare helmet on Bruce's head. “And listen to, like, My Chemical Romance and Fall Out Boy and Panic! At The Disco. The Emo Trinity.”

“Oh, oh!” Bruce's eyes sparkle. “Dickie used to do that! He went to a My Chemmy concert once, but he didn't want me coming along.” He pouts.

Jason thinks of all the times Gerard Way has shoved a mic down his throat and grabbed his junk. “Yeah, I wonder why.”

Then he turns around to look Bruce in the eye. “But, Golden Boy was emo? Seriously?”

Bruce just smiles and nods, saying, “Now go.”

“Going,” Jason smirks and speeds down the streets of Gotham city, not slowing down until their surroundings change from shitty apartment buildings and broken street lights to the eerie quiet of Bristol. He can see the Manor in the distance when he takes a hidden turn, straight down the road that leads to the Batcave.

He pulls into the underground ‘garage’ section of the Cave, parking his bike before helping Bruce off. As he removes Bruce’s ripoff domino and “cape”, he says sternly, “Now, you tell no one of what we did today, got that? Not a soul.”

Bruce just flashes a thumbs-up and smiles in the most un-Bruce-like way possible. It’s a little creepy, honestly.

“And even if you remember this once you sober up you won’t talk, because you swore on your soul not to tell.”

“Mhm. Kay.”

“Good.” Jason smiles slightly, helping Bruce back to the gurney, making him lie down. He checks him over for any symptoms that the painkiller overdose is making his health worse. His skin’s still cold and clammy, but his breathing’s more steady. His pupils aren’t as small anymore, and he’s way more responsive than he was an hour ago.

Huh. Maybe all he really needed was some exercise.

Jason sits down beside his father, taking a deep breath. “Hey, uh… Did you really mean that, back there? That… That I’m your son?”

Bruce’s brows furrow. “Yes, who else’s son would you be? Superman’s?”

A short laugh escapes Jason. He moves closer to Bruce, lying down so his head is resting beside the older man’s. “I just…” He sighs, unable to form the right words. “I know it doesn’t always seem like it, but… I love you, Dad.”

“Aww, Jaybird…” Bruce’s hand moves sluggishly to cradle Jason. “I love you so much more than you could ever imagine.”

A small smile plays on Jason’s lips as he closes his eyes, leaning into his Dad’s touch. Maybe… maybe babysitting a high Bruce isn’t so bad.

[BONUS!!!]

Dick walks into the infirmary nearly an hour later with Damian trailing behind him, intending to check up on Bruce. He’s been ringing Jason’s phone for a while now, but he hasn’t been picking up. And… Honestly, Dick’s getting worried.

“Tt. I knew we shouldn’t have left Father’s safety in the hands of an incompetent fool such as Todd,” Damian frowns, scowling.

“No, no, it’s probably just a misunderstanding,” Dick tries to reassure his baby brother, but he picks up his pace. “I mean, we both know what Jason’s like. One moment he’s nice, one moment he’s—”

His voice trails off as he sees Jason sitting on a chair beside Bruce, who’s on the gurney— both asleep, with Jason’s head resting on Bruce’s shoulder, and Bruce cradling him.

“Aww, Little Wing…” Dick smiles, pausing. Even Damian freezes behind him. Dick steers him away, back into the main house, so as to not disturb the sleeping pair. “Yeah, they’re okay. Nothing bad happened.”

#Jason being a little shit who just wants to piss Dick off at first but really gets into the feels by the end #Also Jason didn't consider that to use the helmet's footage of tonight as blackmail he'll have to admit to the fam #that he bought a sky-high Bruce #(who he was supposed to be babysitting)#out into a gunfight #jason todd #bruce wayne #batman #batfamily #red hood #batfam #dick grayson #damian wayne

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ilyluffy · 11 months

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𝑅𝒪𝒪𝑀𝐼𝐸𝒮

𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 {𝟏𝟖+}

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: zhongli + xiao + al haitham + kaveh

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut {minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked}

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: afab!gn!reader, modern/roommate au, penetrative sex, age gap, oral (r!receiving), hate sex, rough sex, degradation, face sitting {more warnings under the cut}

{sfw edition} — attack on titan edition {pt.1} {pt.2}

{demon slayer edition} — {jujutsu kaisen edition}

𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, roommate au, dom!zhongli, age gap, penetrative sex, petnames “pretty thing”

typically your roommate tried to give you your privacy, especially when you had guests over. it just so happened that zhongli was passing by your bedroom when you and your visiting friend were discussing a taboo topic. it was merely by chance that he caught you saying that you were interested in having sex with older man. the vindication that zhongli felt in that moment was unmatched. he’s been fantasizing about you since you moved in together but he’s been holding himself back, telling himself that you wouldn’t like the age gap. zhongli manages to control his desires until your friends leave and you have the house to yourselves again but as soon as he sees the opportunity, he pounces. “if you wanted to be with an older man you could have just said so” zhongli licks his lips as you lay underneath him, already panting. “don’t worry, pretty thing. i’ve been at this for a while” zhongli coos as he finally starts sinking his cock inside of you. “i’ll make you feel good”.

𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: afab!reader, service dom!xiao, roommate au, fingering, cunnilingus

as much as xiao acted like he didn’t care he really did. there was a reason why the guy who preferred to be alone chose to keep living with you, and that was because he had a soft spot for you. xiao cared about how you were feeling so when you came home upset because of some guy treating you like shit on a date, xiao wants to make it right. “look at me” xiao gently demands, causing your gaze to shift toward where he sits between your legs. your face feels hot as your eyes meet but you try your best to maintain contact as xiao pumps his digits in and out of your pussy. eventually he retreats them and licks your slick from his painted black fingernails. “the only thing i want you thinking about is me” he says before replacing his fingers with his tongue, licking up your folds and ducking your clit. “gonna make you cum so many times that you won’t even remember why you were so upset”.

𝐀𝐋-𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, dom!al-haitham, hate fucking, penetrative sex, rough sex, degradation, slut shaming, dumbification

one of the main reasons you and your roommate often fought was because of chores. it wasn’t like you weren’t doing them but al-haitham, being somewhat controlling, got irritated when you didn’t complete them in the way he wanted. this, as per usual, resulted in an argument between you two. however this disagreement was a little different than the ones you’ve had before. instead of al-haitham being condescending and implying that you should be grateful that he’d even allow you to live with him, things escalate to the point where you’re underneath him. with his cock pounding in and out of you with no sign of slowing down, you can’t stop your eyes from rolling into the back of your head. “fuck- you’re so aggravating but you feel so damn good” al haitham groans as his dick twitches inside of you. “like you much better like this. you like this, don’t you? filthy whore”. you’re so dumb from the hate fucking that you can’t reply but it’s true, you do love it.

𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: afab!reader, roommate au, face sitting, cunnilingus

once again, kaveh neglects to pay his rent on time. every time this happened it was getting harder and harder to look past the fact that he was mooching off you. whether he was genuinely feeling guilty or just desperate not to be thrown out on the street, kaveh was adamant on making it up to you. usually his version of doing that was cooking you dinner or doing your half of the chores. however this time he took a different approach. what better way to thank you for giving him a place to stay than letting you sit on his face. with you practically suffocating him with your thighs, kaveh moans as your grind your pussy against his face. “taste so good” his voice is muffled as he tongue fucks your cunt. “promise i’ll pay next month. for now p-please cum on my face”.

2022–2023 © ilyluffy — do not repost or translate my work. likes, reblogs, and comments are welcome

#zhongli #xiao #al haitham #kaveh #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #zhongli x reader #zhongli smut #xiao x reader #xiao smut #al haitham x reader #al haitham smut #kaveh x reader #kaveh smut #apollo writes ✎

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gangrenados · 11 months

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naughty questions about our boys time!!! (all the batboys+bruce+clark+titans boys+whoever you want lmao) which of our boys 1) would swallow during oral, 2) would get a dick piercing, 3) would get a tongue piercing and a vibe tongue ring specifically for their partner's pleasure, 4) sleeps nude, 5) would masturbate in public, 6) would eat ass, 7) would do sexual things with an unknown partner (eg: glory holes), 8) would suck/play with titties in public?

Imma do 2 characters per question :D

1) who swallows during oral?

Dick, he's gonna slurp you up like a slushie. He's all for slutting out and, to him at least, the act can't finish without the adding a little else. He doesn't do this for everyone, just those he deems especial.

I think Jason would do it too, but not in the theatrical way Dick's does it. In Jason case is more of a reflex, he doesn't show off as much. After that you can catch him whipping his mouth with his forearm before getting to the next thing.

Honestly I feel like Bruce would do too, he's a little freak underneath all that stoic exterior lol.

2)Would get a dick piercing?

COMICS!CONNER. lmao I don't have anything to say to explain why, but I just know. Trust me.

Honestly I feel like titans!Jason might consider it, maybe even do it, but he would end up regretting it and getting it removed.

3) Would get a tongue piercing.

Roy Harper and no one can convince me otherwise. He would be smug about it, saying the only thing he needs to make you see stars it's his tongue.

There's something about Gar that tells me that he would get a tongue piercing at some point and he's gonna rock your world with it lmao. But unlike Roy whose all smug and cocky about it, Gar found out about this particular ability by accident, a funny little surprise if you will.

Again, comics!Conner lol, I think he would get every part of his body pierced tbh.

4)Sleeps nude.

Clark, I feel like he runs insanely hot at night and that might help him to cool off a bit.

Dick, he needs to feel free from the constriction of his clothes and suit (can you blame him? That thing it's skintight). Sometimes he's so tired that after a shower he just likes down in bed and falls asleep without giving a fuck about a pijama, not even a boxer.

5) masturbates in public

Roy, but he's subtle about it. He just wanna get it done, honestly I feel like he has done this during missions lmao.

The other one I can see doing this is Constantine lmao, the rest (like Dick, Hank and even Jason) wouldn't jack off in public, but they surely would be down to have a quickly in public.

6) would eat ass

My options for this one are:

Honestly I feel like Clark would be down to try.

-Tim

-Bruce.

7) Would do sexual things with an unknown partner

Hank definitely has done this, usually happens when he's in a low point in his life. He doesn't care about feelings, he just wanna feel something,

8) Would suck/play with titties in public

Gar, I think he might if he transforms into something, he doesn't wanna be that obvious lol

I'm a believer that Jason loves sucking titties to calm down lmao, but I don't think he would ever do it in public. So this one is for Hank.

I think he's the type who would play with your titties to mess around with you.

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lightwing-s · 1 year

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batboys as words, as per my own thoughts and perception

A few days back, @igotanidea asked me to describe the bat boys in one word. I got way over my head and ended up writing full on paragraphs on what reminds me the most about them, and what energy I get from the limited knowledge I have of all of them. So I tuned this into a post to fill the emptiness I left this tumblr on and to prepare you for stories to come (yes, Jason x villain!reader is finally coming)

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To me, if there’s one word, one thing, that could describe Dick Grayson pretty well, it’s sun. He is like the sun in the sense that he brings life into everything and everyone he touches. He’s a believer in people, in the best we all have in store, and he has a way of making them believe in themselves, in their skills and abilities, making them see the greatness they didn’t notice they owned. He’s a leader, and a great one at that. Although not much of a jokester, he can bring happiness and a smile on people’s faces. He carries a lot on his shoulders, from being the very first Robin to leading the Titans and replacing the Batman, but his heart is too pure and he wants to help people nonetheless, so he keeps taking more responsibilities just so he can assist those he cares for. I’d imagine his love language are acts of service, doing what he can to make his loved one comfortable and happy. In a few words, he’s warmth, silliness, he’s flirting for fun, he IS fun, he’s sugar, spice and everything there is of nice.

If I could describe Jason with one word it would be… caring. Out of all the boys, and out of everything he went through in life, he strikes me as the most protective, the one who will always make sure if you’re alright, if you’re safe, if you’ve been taking your pills or not skipping meals. I know we usually relate him to this aggressive vigilante form, but that’s the Red Hood, not Jason. Jason? Jason is the sweetest, most loving person you’ll find out there. He lost his family and the guy who took him in wasn’t affectionate at all, and he also went through so much. He just wants to protect and feel protected, hence I give him the words care, affection, protection, subtlety. He’s a well stored, well locked, box of surprises, that I’m sure whoever gets to open will feel a love they never had before.

I don't understand as much about Tim as I do his brothers, but from my limited knowledge I think of him as someone who thinks about the details. He’s the guy who, even though you’d never take his aloof mannerisms for that, remembers every small thing you ever told him. Or notices every gentle habit, tick, or whatever it is you have. He’s observant and with that he’ll learn everything there is about you without you needing to tell him a word. He’ll gift you with that thing you spent a millisecond more than usual staring at when you hung out at the mall, or he’ll cook (more like order) that dessert that had you sighting slightly heavier than normal. He is attention, he is detailing, he’s watching the ones you love like the most addicting tv show. He is subtle touches, surprise gifts, random music concerts just because he knows you have that one song hidden on your playlist. He is noticing things not even you, not even your reflection, saw in yourself.

To define Damian in a few words is a bit hard to me, as he’s still young and is still learning about life, developing his own ideals and personality. Hence, having this in mind, to me he is represented best by time. Time to grow, time to heal, time to learn. He is also space. The space he needed to understand his place in the world after leaving the League of Assassins, his mother and grandfather, and joining his dad and his mission for good in Gotham. He’s time and patience to allow all of those things to happen. Not only time for him, but to those he cares for. I feel like he won’t be one to always be on your feet to make sure you’re okay, but that he’ll let you have your time to yourself, rest and put your head into place when you’ve been having stressful days or just don’t feel alright. He’ll only show up after you’ve had your moment, perhaps with food and beverages. He’s quiet kindness, he’s healing, he’s fixing everything even if it takes time. He’s resistance, endurance, fortitude. Overall, he is like a watch, always running, never stopping, but always giving everyone time.

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aliceinborderlandsquidgame · 1 year

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SFW Alphabet - Chishiya Edition

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?): Chishiya deals with emotions on his own way and struggles a lot with them. Having that in count he is not super affective towards you.

His own way on showing affection is by helping you with anything without expecting something in return of by giving you some words of advice but these usually are cold (but he is trying).

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Chishiya would be your lay back and sarcastic friend. The smartest of the group but the lazyest of them. Do you want adivce? He will tell you the truth about whatever you are asking. And WILL consider the rest "stupid" but in a less serious way. He cares about his friends and can see in what they are great (but not voice it).

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Being honest, no. Chishiya its not a cuddler at all. He wont initiate it, you will have to do it. He melts thought when you do so he will stay and cuddle as long as you want. Likes to be the big spoon or having part of you laying on his chest.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Settle down....not interested, at least not for like 4 years into the relationship. He needs to be sure he truly loves you and that you can tolerate living with him for the rest of your life. So you two may try living together first.

Chishiya is a cleaning freak (like Levi from attack of titan lol). He will desinfect the house/aparment one time per week. He is a doctor he knows having a clean space its a big part of staying healthy.

The cooking part its all yours, he works long hours, will love to be home to a fresh meal waiting for him. He will do the dishes, he needs to see for himself that are in fact clean.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Cold, harsh, no sweet words. Chishiya will just plain tell you how things are not working and walk off. He might tell you what is not working but thats it.

Personally i consider Chishiya someone who does not want to be hurt by others so he prefers to take distance than to risk his own feelings.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Give him 5 years into the relationship, show him how you can put up with him and one day you will have him asking you to marry him. He will go all for it, taking you to some vacation and asking you there.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

From a 0 to 10.....4, at the start at least. And im talking about emotionally Chishiya, with the pass of time it can go up to 8, because its you.

Physically its a 1 at the start and a 7 at the end.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Not the biggest fan but cant denied how good it feels when you hug him by suprise. His hugs are short timed and with a bit of distance between you two. He prefers to take your hand on his than to hug you.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Will take him a lot of time and maybe you will have to wait 2 years to heart it. You will say it first thats for sure. However, even if he does not say it he does love you but shows it in different ways.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Chishiya its actually a jealous person when it comes to his S/O. Does not like when others gets too close to them. Part of it comes from his insecurities on you seeing others as better partners in comparation to himself. He knows your S/O does like when you show them you care so he will stand besides you and casually ask you who the person is and presenting himself as your boyfriend.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Chishiya kisses are slow when he feels tired of everything, he leans into you and stays there, with his eyes close. His hands will roam your body. Other times are little pecks around your face because he knows you like these as well. When he has to go to work he will give you a quick kiss.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Well, he might want one. One boy, but he prefers if said kid took more of your personality than his.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?): Chishiya wakes up in time and will be the one waiking you up. He may stay for a bit looking at your sleepy form but wont ever says he does it.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Since he is a doctor and may do night shifts you may have to sleep alone, he will send you a text telling you to go and sleep, that he will be later or telling you how they got an emergency and he has to stay. When Chishiya does stay at home during nights he will mostly pass on his office reading different books or in bed (he has reading glasses personal hc). When falling asleep he will let himself be hug by you with a tiny smile on his face.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

SLOWLY. As the relationship goes on he will start to open to you more. He does not like to talk about himself so he will start by basic things as favorite activities to do, his favorite color/animal. When you start to give him more personal information of yourself he will do the same, but not during the same conversation. In fact when he reveals things of himself is a suprise for both of you (but he does not show it), he feels good about being able to tell you about himself.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Chishiya has a great patience. So great you may think he will never get angry. But thats not the case, he is just too logical and knows about what to get angry about and about what not. When he is angry he wont show it and will try to get a logical way to solutionate it.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

THIS MAN HAS GREAT MEMORIE.

He will not only remember importants dates but small details too, bad or good oned. He keeps tabs on your favorite place to eat, how you dont like a specific thing because the first time you did a "this sucks face". Dont try to get him by "that day..." because he remember that day perfectly.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

That one time you two went to the cinema to see a cliche movie and you ended sleeping on his shoulder (he ate your popcorn).

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He is protective by having you on his side all the time (talking about Borderlands) and giving you instructions to keep you alive.

In the real world he does not get that worried but will (with your consent) put an app to locate your phone just in case something happens.

Chishiya does not want to get protected physically but mentally. You reassuring him that he is a good human and person its enought to put him in a good mood.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Dates: he is very simple but will try to take you to places he knows you will like. Usually quiet placed so you two can talk.

Anniversaries: Will get you two the best place to have dinner because he knows how much you aprecciate it when he does.

Gifts: wont gift you a lot of things but rather things with meaning. Sometimes a meaning that only you two know.

Everyday tasks: i said it, he will keep the house very clean and thats it. If he knows you have things at home that you prefer not to be moved or touched then he will respect that.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Not telling you when he is angry/sad. He feels vulnerable talking about it so he will hide them by being sarcastic or avoiding the topic.

Sometimes he wont take your reasons to be angry seriously because in his logical mind it just does not make sense.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He does not care at all. He belives look influence society and how humans work and respond to centrain things so he passes over it. Chishiya will look more into personality than looks.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

If you two date for long time, yes. You are his emotional support and pillar.

If you two dated shortly then no.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He sees plushies as stupid gifts but when you got him one (the cheshire cat) he does not let anyone touch it. Its on his bed or office as a reminder of you. (He felt asleep with it once).

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

In general a partner how does not respect his time and has no patience to date him. He knows he can be hard but also needs to see you trying. Being very affectionate to him with just...one month of dating? Yes he is HARD but have patience. He may take your hand by reflex one day and keep doing it afterwards.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?

Coming home at 6-7 in the morning, get a shower, then breakfasy/dinner alone or with you if you are awake, then go direclty to bed.

If he gets home by 8pm or 10pm is the same, he may try and see a movie or read a book but falls sleep quickly.

#alice in borderland #aibedit #imawa no kuni no alice #aib #chishiya #aib imagine #chishiya x reader #alice in borderland x reader

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youkissedareaderinthedark · 2 years

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i need more gay percy jackson fics. i need male best friends to lovers with Percy Jackson. i need slow burn. pining. tension. THE WHOLE 9 YARDS. I’m literally gonna do it now

. Male bff and Percy meet at camp in the first book. Boom. Instantly best friends

. Fuck the rule of “only 3 demigods per quest” Grover and Annabeth can come too, but Bff goes on every quest with Percy because they are chaotic yet brilliant when they work together

. Around Titan’s Curse, Percy and bff start developing feelings

. Percy just wants to be with bff all day long and not deal with all the godly stuff

. Bff worries more then usual about percy

. The fourth book is where things really start to escalate

. When Percy goes missing on Calypso’s island, bff goes feral

. Nobody is able to stop him from searching for Percy

. He searches new territory every couple days to make sure he isn’t missing anything

. Bff is heart broken when they declare Percy is dead

. He isolates is his cabin and only comes out for the funeral

. It’s only when he and Percy meet eyes he stops sad crying and starts happy crying

. Annabeth hugs Percy but his eyes are on bff

. After Percy leaves the big house, he instantly goes looking for bff

. He finds him sitting by the lake, a spot they usually hang out at together

. Ik it’s cliche but it’s like time stops and it’s just the two of them

. Bff tackles Percy in a hug and focuses on trying not to cry

. They missed each other :(

. But the happiness doesn’t last long because Percy has to leave for the labyrinth and bff can’t come with him

. They see each other again when Percy comes back from the labyrinth right before the battle but they didn’t get a chance to talk and it was torture for the both of them

. Tension was high when bff and Percy met again after the battle

. Bff thinks Percy and annabeth are a thing, and Percy is just awkward

. They kind of avoid each other for the rest of the summer at camp, and it hurts the both of them

. Bff does go to the birthday party, and it’s like all tension is lost

. Don’t ask me to elaborate on that, they’re boys, I don’t get it either

. They hug and I feel like that’s when their feelings are actually established

. Percy’s like “damn I really missed you all this time, not just in a best friend way tho”

. And bff is like “pls never leave again I missed you too much. Maybe more than a best friend should”

. I think about a year passed between Battle of the Labyrinth and Last Olympian

. And in that time, bff and Percy visit each other as much as possible

. By now, bff and Percy are both 100% certain of their feelings, they just need to tell each other

. Tension continues to grow, especially when Percy tells bff of his and Rachel’s friendship

. Right before Beckendorf comes to get Percy, Bff leaves for camp half blood and he stays there until he has to go to Manhattan for the battle

. Before the battle of manhattan begins, bff and Percy seek each other out, just to see each other again before everything changes

. During the battle, Percy makes sure bff is near him at all times

. Bff has gone all these years without any serious/possible life threatening injuries, and Percy intends to keep it that way

. sike

. We’re gonna switch Annabeth for bff, so he takes the hit for Percy instead of Annabeth

. A wave a guilt hits percy when he sees bff nearly dead on the lounge chair

. In the moment when bff touches Percy’s Achilles’ spot

. They both feel the surge of electricity when bff makes contact with his skin

. The next day, right before the battle starts again, the boys takes one look at each other and are forced to accept that this could be the end

. Kronos’ army attacks and all hell breaks loose

. Percy and bff fight the drakon together

. While Percy goes to Olympus, bff was still fighting with the rest of the camp

. When Percy gets back to the street, bff is sitting wounded upon the Empire State Building

. Percy fixates on bff and and rushes to get him inside the lobby where he can hopefully find some healers

. But bff is too stubborn and insists he go with Percy to face Kronos

. Bff fights Kronos with Percy, Grover, and Annabeth

. During Luke’s final moments, bff and Percy are holding hands, a small gesture to make sure that they are actually here with each other

. The 2 of them stayed as close as they could to each other while they assessed the damage that the war brought

. When Zeus offered Percy godhood, Percy immediately thought of why he shouldn’t give up mortality

. and the boy standing outside helping wounded campers was the reason why

. They rode the elevator down from Olympus to the lobby, hands intertwined and shoulders brushing, but silent, because after that day, they both needed a second

. hahahahaha you thought

. Before they can express their feelings for each other, Nico tells them that Rachel went to camp

. So Percy, bff, Annabeth, and Nico go to Camp Half Blood via hippocampi

. They deal with the whole Rachel thing and start recovering from the battle

. Bff spends some time with his cabin while he lets Percy process everything

. But they reunite after dinner when bff gives him Percy his birthday gift

. It was a photo album

. “I thought it’d be nice to look through some happy memories, especially because of everything that happened today”

. Percy looks at bff like he is the whole world

. And to Percy, he is

. So he repays him in the only way Percy knows how

. He kisses his best friend

. He puts all 5 years of knowing this boy, his best friend, his light, into that kiss

. Making sure he knows that Percy loves him with all his heart

. Bff knows, because he whispers “I love you” without having to worry about his feelings not be reciprocated

idk how to end this

omg this turned out to be so long. I have no regrets though. Also, I’ve convinced myself to write an actual fan fiction of this. It’ll probably be on Wattpad, but it’s not gonna be done for a LONG time, and that’s if I even decide to go through with it. Props if you actually read this

#percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x male reader #percy jackson headcanon #this turned out longer than i expected #rant post #thanks if you actually read this

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ridreamir · 4 months

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Hello! I just read your Drayton fics and they're soooo good I can't wait to read more stuff from you!

I left this ask mainly to compliment your work, but I may as well request if it's okay... Hm, what about a sort of cultural exchange between reader and Drayton huh? Reader transferred from X region (whichever you want, I personally like Sinnoh because snow and lore lol) to Unova and is new in school. Reader is good in battles and is here to get even better, has a good rank at the BB league. Drayton is curious and sees an apportunity to know more about them. Reader doesn't know that much about the Unovan mainland, maybe it can make for some good conversation, huh. What d'you think? (But if you're not feeling inspired please ignore the request lol np thank you for the good work <3)

Hello hello! I've been trying not to leave Author's Notes lately so as not to be annoying but thank you so much!! ;;;0;;; I'm supposed to be working on a 20K+ fanfiction centred around Kieran but tbh I'm kind of struggling on it (I've been struggling on everything recently, but that's neither here nor there) I know I've put out some not so great stuff as well, but hopefully we can wade through the rough patches together :^)

I went a little off script as per usual since I had an idea, I hope that's not too disappointing :'P It might actually be kinda bad I dunno :/ Well, anyway,

Imagine this: You're disoriented, but you remember your last ditch attempt to trek through an especially nasty blizzard. The winds had all but sapped the last of your strength, and last you remember was desperately fighting against a tumultuous sea of rapid falling clumps of snow. And as you're coming to, your eyes crack open to the glaring white of the outside from somewhere within a dark place. The world is frozen over, but the snow is serene, still, and untouched. You're in an alcove that's just by chance been spared from the onslaught of the flash storm, and there's evidence that someone's recently been judging by the knapsack and the, by the looks of it, aluminum safety blanket that's been carefully tucked onto you.

There's only one problem with that assessment. The people of Hisui do not have access to this type of thermal survival blanket. So unless one had by odd chance been leftover as spacetime debris chucked out from one of the rare phenomena aptly known as a Space-Time Rift, this blanket should not be here. Or, conversely, you're not where you're supposed to be. That is certainly evidenced by the white stone ruins perched atop a tall mountain that you see in the distance. The Snowpoint Ruins. The temple built to encase the Legendary Titan's sealing chambers. Your time in there permissed by the locals had probably amounted to somewhere near months studying the glyphs. The innermost parts of that temple fell frozen in time for likely millennia, and it noticeably felt not dissimilar to the unnatural gravity exposed you'd been exposed to in Distortions. Thick and heavy, inconsistent. Time and space remained still, and yet something outside of both seemed to shift and warp around you. In your first approach of the temple, of the Sinnoh that you once knew, you had only made it to the front gate of that once megalythic, then crumbling ruin. Though you felt drawn to it desipite a sinking sense of something being amiss, your trance had been broken. "Only the chosen may enter the Snowpoint Temple. I'm sorry, but you will have to leave." How ironic, you supposed. Of all the people to deny. But that was then, and this is now.

It's odd to think of the far distant future as 'back then'. And here you were, some ways off from where you'd started from. You hadn't made it that far, but somehow it seemed further than you could have gotten on foot in that horrible weather. Cool air still blowing through the entrance of your small refuge, you have a clear view of that mountain some ways away. There's another issue at hand. There's a lot more pinetrees blocking your direct line of sight than there should be, and the building seems to be cut off from the top. It's too small... it's... missing pieces. You can tell that, even from this far away. The deja-vu hits you in nauseating waves, and you have to bite back the acid that rises in your chest. You feel around for your Pokeballs, only to find them noticeably absent from your waist. In fact, your holster is missing altogether. You have no time to figure out what came with you on your person, as the rustling of the tin foil set over you in your shifting prompts a face to stick into the entrance of the alcove. "Arch-a..?" What. What in the world is that Pokemon. "Chalu-Chalu?" You tear off the foil and take a defensive stance. "Ch-che??" It seems to freeze up in confusion, and juts its neck back. It's, squeaking. The high pitched squeals sound aren't even close to matching the face of this thing..? You hold your defensive stance, though fighting this thing off is probably going to be impossible without a partner Pokemon to match its strength. "Archalu..!" It squeaks, an almost metallic, static-y noise distorting the sound. You don't move, but this thing has you cornered if it really wanted to attack. For its size and unfriendly face, it seems to be surprisingly docile. You hope that isn't a facade.

And just as your assessing your potential tactical options, an additional unexpected factor joins the fray. "Huh? What's wrong bud?" The voice you hear... has an accent. You don't know what that accent is, though. "Oh!" It's coming closer, and you're backing up. This is the most defenseless you've been since waking up in Hisui with little of your memory intact. There's a person there, in an all black snowsuit and chromatic goggles. You've not seen clothes like this in so long that your heart-rate spikes in anxiety. You shuffle backward, pressing into the rocky wall as far as you can. "Morning." Peaking his head through underneath the gargantuan beast you'd just been standing off against, he takes a moment to look you over. "You're not still disappointed about being turned away, right?-" The person, the, young, strange, male? Is making some sort of face at you, but you can't see his eyes. "Hey, c'mon, for real-- you okay?" H... huh? He comes a little closer, stepping into the little 'den' you've found yourself in. "Man, not again..." He sighs, his white, hair, thing, drooping with the rest of him. He really... emotes.

"You're not punkin' me or somethin', are you? S'not funny..." He mumbles under his breath, plopping unceremoniously down next to you. "Well, huh, I knew this might happen. You did warn me after all." He shrugs his shoulders, tilting his head back. "Well, I don't really get how this works, so what am I supposed to do?" He motions to knock shoulders with you, but he stops just short of you. "But I guess I feel a little special knowin' you trust the Drayster the most, hehe." He shyly rubs the back of his head. "Guess we'll be waiting this one out, yeah?" What in the world is he talking about? Is this guy delusional or something..?

"W-What..?" You croak, your voice sounding wrong. He reaches up, sliding his goggles down his face. "Somethin' about this place..." Whatever he mumbles, you don't fully catch. "Well, I want to tell you, but it should only be for a little bit anyway." He's not making any sense. "Maaan~ I'm exhausted-" He wasn't paying attention, but when he catches you looking at him, he flushes and averts his eyes. "What...?" He huffs, voice soft, there's something to it. "You're lookin' at me all funny..." "Archal-" Ah! Right!- That thing?! "Lu-ludon!" "D-Drayton-" The name stumbles from your lips but you're too anxious to realize what you're saying. "What is that thing?!?!" He blinks, making eye contact with Archaludon. "Oh? You mean my budster over there?" He scratches his cheek. "He's our friend Archaludon, my ace."

Ace... 'My ace'... That's right, there's trainers in the future. Pokemon are... friendly. That means this guy next to you is a 'trainer', sort of like you. "And... who are you...?" You ask, trying to understand the situation a little better. "Huh? So you don't remember me?" He seems shocked by this, for some reason. "Well, heh." He gets a mischievous look to him that you just know intuitively means trouble. "I'm your partner, hehe." And then your brain suddenly flooded with information. You are a Pokemon Trainer, and a traveller. You have a condition known as CPTSD.

"Oh! See, I recognize that look!" He giggles, slinging an arm around you. "You dragged me aallllll the way out here, that means you trust me~" He's mushing up on you, and your growing headache isn't the result of your condition. But somewhere in the recesses of your fragmented memories, you remember passing something to someone next to you. You're back inside the Snowpoint Temple, where you're supposed to be. You must've spaced out.

"Are you alright?" A young man asks. His voice sounds far away. You don't say anything. You can't see his face. But you remember his snow white hair, and slitted yellow eyes.

... "You loooove me-" "Can it, idiot."

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imliketheiceifreeze · 9 months

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Resisting temptation-part one

Levi Ackerman x AFAB reader

warnings: smut, violence, swearing, MINORS DNI

summary: reader is a 20 something soldier who has hopelessly pined after her captain for many years, little do you know he has more than noticed your presence. what will happen when all of these emotions come to a head and the consequences of your actions become a reality?

I longed for him, his sharp wit and tongue that cut through all those niceties and lies. It calmed me in a way during this time of complete turmoil that seemed never-ending, he possessed the ability to prevent the spiral of anxiety. I guess you could say he grounded me. My captain. I will be forever loyal to him and although I feel he would not return my feelings I am satisfied just being in his presence.

I suppose that is the problem. When I am alone I cant stand it, I miss him. Part of me wants to believe he could return my feelings but to admit it and be crushed was something I don't think I could take, his rejection would kill me, so I stay silent. I'm an apathetic person you see, at least usually. I prefer not to make a scene, anything for a happy life. If I am offended I wont tell you, if I feel I am wronged I wont make a large effort to undo this, for the most part, life is too short so it is rare that I allow myself to indulge in such selfish desires.

I try to not think too much because when I do it takes over like a monster, eating away at my mind, poisoning it. I find solace in small things, like the time I get to write, one on one combat, fighting against titans. They occupy my mind fully, I can't have distractions from the task at hand, I'm shut off from the past and future, all that matters is the actual.

That is why when I am dismissed from my duties, laying on my bed stripped of my gear the thoughts invade my mind. I Can't deny the heat I feel on my hand where he brushes against it. The need to be closer to him. Know what he thinks and feels. I hate this infatuation!

A knock on my door broke me from my self-pity and introspection

“yes,” I reply quickly.

“Hi Cadet Y/L/N.”

I jumped to my feet and saluted the higher up, “squad leader Hanji, hello!" I exclaim.

“At ease soldier,” she laughs deeply, her shoulders shaking. “You are a jumpy one,” she mused making a red tint trickle up my cheeks like a blossoming flower “I have a duty I would like you to fulfil,” she carried on.

“yes Dr Hanji.”

“Corporal Levi has requested tea in his chambers, Jasmine, I trust you know where to find it in the kitchens.”

“Yes ma'am.”

“haha, perfect!” She smiled “try not to piss off that little bridge guarding troll,” she cackled before leaving my chambers quickly with a slam of my door.

I couldn't help but snort in response, she was surely brave, or had a death wish, she must be the only person able to insult Captain Levi without certain death.

“right,” I mumbled remembering the task at hand, I must deliver his tea soon or he may punish me in his own way. Tying up my hair that was far too long to be cooking with, I allowed it to swish from shoulder to shoulder as I bounced along to the kitchen. “put the water in the kettle hmmmhmhm,” I hummed “and place it on the stove,” I turned on the gas next to a lit match to light the ring, placing the kettle on top.

I hummed to force down the bubbling excitement and anxiety inside of me “jasmine, jasmine,” I rifled through the various boxes of tea in search of the desired one. The Captain sure does enjoy his tea. I feel I was chosen for this task for my gentle nature, I always did as told and wouldn't dare talk back to the captain, even when assigned extra jobs. Somehow, that didn't make me happy. Am I complicit in life? I think people think they can walk all over me. I have emotions sure, just like everyone else, I just am dedicated to the larger goal of serving my country.

“eeeeeeee!”

“ah the kettle!” I ran over to it, “okay tea, 2 spoons per person, but the Captain likes his tea strong so 3 teaspoons of tea, let it brew for 5 minutes,” I repeated my mothers instructions aloud as I slowly tidied up and pulled out a cup from the cupboard, washing it once more not wanting to have to redo the whole process because of a speck of dirt. Humming I fumbled around the kitchen, grabbing a tray.

Suddenly, I squealed and instinctively grabbed the hand on my shoulder twisting it as I turned around, although I paled as I saw the face of the person or should I say man I was attacking.

“Jesus, easy there cadet,” he grabbed my arm and easily removed it once I had relaxed, placing it by my side.

“Commander Erwin, forgive me, I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry, I hadn't meant to... I didn't want to...I'm sorry,” I rambled as he chuckled.

“I'll let this one slide, hey, at least we know you're reactions aren't getting slow,” his eyes creased at the edges as I teared up in embarrassment.

“I'm sorry Commander Erwin.”

“that's a strong grip you have, at least I know Captain Levi has been teaching you well,” he smiled, ignoring my profuse apologies.

“I-I was just preparing tea for the Captain,” I murmured as I placed the tray on the table along with the cup, strainer and teapot.

“ah, I see, The Captain has always taken a liking to you.”

“huh?” I exclaimed, wondering if I had heard him correctly. He did not repeat himself nor did he appear especially pleased as he turned,

“as you were,” and walked away down the hall.

what the hell was that strange encounter? I can't possibly figure out any moment of it. What strange people soldiers are it seems. Now even more nervous, I shakily carried the tray of tea down the hall, spying the back of Erwin's head further along.

“You can do this, don't be nervous, don't spill it. Phew,” I mumbled as I rapped on the door 3 times which swung open to reveal one, extremely angry looking Captain Levi. He eyed me as if to ask what the hell I was doing there but he softened a little when he saw the tray I carried precariously.

“well come in before you drop it brat.”

“thank you sir,” I nodded as I entered his room, it smelled of tea and bleach. He lead me to his bed as he sat himself on the edge, I placed the tray on the small table, standing to attention. He eyed me slowly before commanding,

“pour it for me,” resting his chin on his hand as he watched me shakily pour the piping hot tea through the strainer placing it down and standing up again to face him. “pass me the cup,” once more I carried out his instructions, passing the tea to him feeling his fingers brush mine as he carefully took the hot cup from me. “say, what are you always thinking in there” he questioned “your silence is unnerving.”

“I'm sorry Captain, what would you like me to say?”

“Anything Brat, anything interesting,” he sighed placing his head in his hand, exasperated.

“Um, well if you don't mind me saying...” I gulped “ Comander Erwin is quite... strange” he laughed, a genuine laugh as he sipped his tea.

“Oh really, do you think you should be talking this way about your commander?” I shook my head “go on, shut the door and sit down, I feel like company today.”

I wondered why, if he wanted company, he had chosen objectively the quietest cadet in the squadron. Yet I still shut the door, sitting cross legged on the floor in front of him, explaining the encounter I had had with him earlier. “Oh I see,” he sipped his tea, “at least you remembered your training,” he chuckled. “I know Erwin is mistakable for a titan, being the size of a fucking tree, but please try not to get confused.”

I giggled along with his chuckle as he drank his tea. I eyed the cup, I suppose a little to longingly as he asked me “do you want some? There's plenty in the pot, just get yourself a cup.”

“I-I” I was a little stunned for words but I decided to be bold “Yes please Captain.”

“go on then,” he stated in a monotone “and call me Levi when we are informal like this, it makes me feel even older with you calling me sir all the time,” he moaned as I left to fetch a cup. When I returned he was sitting cross legged on the bed, savouring the taste of the hot tea with his eyes closed.

“Levi,” I let his name stay on my lips as I breathed out the words. His eyes snapped open to gaze coolly at me.

“ah, she returns,”

I smiled, moving to pour myself a cup before settling myself down on his floor again.

“Go on, taste it, it's the finest tea around, you wont find better here within the walls.” He enthused, looking as if he would force the tea down my throat if he could. Inhaling the scent I sighed before bringing the cup to my lips. The taste was warm and comforting, but most of all the delicate taste of the jasmine flower was heaven on my tongue,

“oh wow,” I sighed, my eyes meeting his. His eyes bore into mine.

“See, exquisite isn't it?” He murmured “better than anything those posh wall rose worshippers could ever get a hold of.”

“It makes me feel like I'm some princess being brought such fancy food, I'm used to crackers,” I smiled.

“Well captaincy has its perks, you never know, maybe one day you'll reach that level.” my eyes grew wide, such a complement was unexpected.

“You think?” I asked excitedly.

“Tch, there's no point you asking me, you've got to be confident in yourself. Don't rely on others Y/N.”

“Yes sir.. I mean Levi,” he smiled sipping his tea, watching me squirm. “Say, Levi, may I speak unprofessionally?”

“Tch, brat, what the hell did you think we were doing before?”

“Well, you see, I'm concerned...”

“oh?” one thin eyebrow arched.

“Often, lately, you seem... well, sad” I paused “is there anything I could do?” He blushed lightly, obviously not used to being cared for.

“And just how do you think you are equipped to be my therapist Y/N?” He seethed, obviously a nerve had been touched.

“I'm sorry only, I could listen, I often listen to peoples problems, you look like you could use someone to talk to.”

He was annoyed again as he sipped his tea and uncrossed his legs, pulling the cravat from his neck and brusquely folding it before getting up to place it on the back of his chair. He stood like a caged animal, unsure of if he should run or attack, never turning to face me. Placing my tea down on the floor I stood and slowly but surely stepped towards him.

“Levi,” I called, something in me urging me, telling me he needed someone more than I was afraid to be rejected. “tell me, I'll listen...” Placing my hand on his shoulder he tensed “I care,” he shuffled and sniffed a little “I still respect you as my Captain. You of all people should know I would always have the utmost respect for my superiors.” His shoulders shook and I realised he must be crying. Sobs racked through his body and I wrapped my arms around his powerful back, he turned to face me, finally.

“I can't be superhuman, I can't do this, I can't save everyone,” he exclaimed, pulling at his hair “I couldn't save them,” I placed my hands on his face staring into his eyes.

“No-one can, Levi, all you can do is your best and that's what you do. Every time you kill a titan or lead the troops, you take on a heavy burden no man should bear.” His tears flowed freely as I wrapped my arms around his body he responded wrapping me up in his arms.

“Forgive me for showing you this weakness,” he mumbled into my shoulder as he squeezed my soft frame, inhaling my scent of soap as we stood embracing for an innumerable amount of time, both enjoying the loving contact of another person. “I wish they were all here, I wish I could apologize.”

“what for?” I questioned “they knew the risks of the corps when they joined, that doesn't make the loss any less sad, only... it's not your fault Levi.” Slowly, he unwound his arms and pulled away from me.

“I like the way you say my name... like you enjoy it,” he leant in his hand on my cheek, caressing the skin lightly “do you?” I nodded, unable to lie in his presence. He leant in further “say it again,” he commanded.

“Levi,” I breathed onto his lips as they slowly closed the gap between us both. It was a welcomed warmth that made me gasp. Much like the jasmine tea it was an exquisite yet comforting feeling to have him move his lips against my own, encouraging me to do the same. Leaning up I ran my hands over his undercut before tangling them in the soft locks of hair there. He groaned a little, kissing me more enthusiastically now, making my knees wobble, almost unable to hold myself up, however he snaked an arm around my waist anchoring me to him before nipping at my bottom lip. “Levi,” I mumbled, feeling heat travel through my body like a fire and he pressed his crotch to mine, our bodies now flush together I was able to feel the beginnings of his excitement. He retreated to look me in the eye as his fingers danced along my reddened lips. His eyes searched mine for consent to continue “I wont tell,” I said, already voicing his thoughts.

“hmm, you are much more insubordinate than you seem,” he chuckled

“how can I be?” I questioned, eyes sparkling with amusement “I'm following my Captain's orders.”

A smile reached his eyes as he pulled on my chin to open my mouth before placing his own on mine, snaking his tongue inside. The foreign feeling made me moan and crumble under his touch. He was so warm against me, the muscle licked at the roof of my mouth and entangled with my own. Kissing him felt so natural I was only surprised I hadn't done it sooner, but I could hardly take his teasing. He detached his mouth from mine and latched onto my jaw, kissing and sucking to my ear, nibbling and biting and sucking along every section of my neck. “please Levi, I can't take it” I whimpered, unsure from where this confidence had emerged inside of myself as I ran my hands along his back.

“hmm, for a virgin you are quite needy,” he paused “you are a virgin aren't you?" I blushed, not having expected him to be so crude.

“yes,” I bowed my head in embarrassment.

“Good, none of those bastards would fuck you properly anyway,” he bit down “would you like me to fuck you?” He asked gruffly “would you like to be fucked by your own Captain?” I nodded shamefully “how long have you wanted it? Did you touch yourself thinking about me?” I nodded again making him chortle “oh my, I had you all wrong Miss innocent,” he laughed amazedly making me shrink back and turn away from him. “hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.”

“Don't tease me” I mumbled angrily “And you're the one stood here with your tongue down the throat of your own subordinate!” I quipped.

"it seems we deserve each other then” he spoke softly “ah, I can't do this though” he pecked my lips despite himself then again and again walking backwards towards the bed.

“Mind the tea!” I exclaimed worriedly as he looked over my shoulder spying it. He pushed me down slowly onto the bed.

“Tell me to stop,” he spoke looking into my eyes as he undid the button on my trousers, tantalizingly slowly pulling down the fly.

“Don't stop, please, don't ever stop,” my fingers bunched in the bedding as he, as if enslaved, bent his head dutifully to my thigh where he proceeded to kiss and nibble through the fabric of the thin uniform trousers.

“lift your hips,” he slid the trousers from my lower half, maintaining eye contact he slid them lovingly from my legs, savouring them much like he had been the tea, taking his time to kiss and touch everywhere. He was obviously a man well practised in these rituals, the thought ever so slightly saddened me. Once he had removed them and my socks he lifted my thigh up above his shoulder, kissing along the flesh.

“you're beautiful, you know, all the cadets stare at you...sometimes even captains and commanders,” I blushed brightly now and covered my face with my hands, this was all too embarrassing. With this he stopped his ministrations and reached up to uncover my face “don't look away, watch me touch you.” He was always so straight forward, it drove me mad in the best of ways.

Leaning down again, he breathed onto my sex, the heat making me wetter, it certainly did not help when he began to kiss against my clitoris through my underwear, making out with my pussy lips as sensually as he had done with my mouth

“ah!” I drawled immediately, gripping onto his hair once more. This was so dirty and wrong, having my superior kneeling in front of me, eating me out, but how could I deny those slender fingers that tickled my stomach and brushed the laced edges of my underwear or the soft lips, warm tongue, that caressed me tenderly and lovingly, even if it was only an illusion. I couldn't help but moan as my dream came true in front of my eyes.

“Hey, you still there?” he murmured against me making me whimper.

“Yes, it's just,” I paused to collect my thoughts, screwing my eyes shut to block out the sensual image of the Captain so dishevelled, red lips swollen.

“what?” He breathed, palms kneading my thighs.

“it's too much, I feel like I'm going to explode!” He snorted at my bold claim “I mean, not like that.. well maybe, uh,” I stammered, shamefully hiding my face once more.

“Hmm please do Y/N,” he said as he carefully began to pull down my panties, the cold immediately hitting me making me suddenly feel very bare and vulnerable. He kissed at my stomach as he pried open my legs “watch me,” with those words he eyed my exposed pussy mumbling “beautiful,” before leaning in to taste. He licked a long stripe up my lips before spreading them with his fingers making me almost cum on the spot.

“Levi,” I gasped as he continued to tenderly tongue my sex before slowly inserting a finger. “Oh god, oh god, don't stop please, ah,” I tried to clamp my legs shut but he wouldn't let me, continuing to finger me and suck at my clitoris.

He then, to top it off, curled his tongue into my opening, making me squirm and scream quietly, attempting, feebly, to not awake the other soldiers “Levi, Levi, Levi, I'm going to... I can't, I'm cumming aaaahhhh!” I rode out my orgasm against his tongue that was pumping into me, fucking me as I clenched, and even more humiliatingly, squirted. Luckily, he had pulled away at least a little but he held me down as he watched the clear streams of liquid squeezed out of my body, clearly fascinated by the whole ordeal.

“huh, I guess you really meant it,” he mused, dipping his fingers into me before sucking them clean, moaning around them whilst he palmed himself a little.

“Captain, let me suck you off.”

He raised his eyebrows, “well isn't that a line out of a wet dream,” he commented as he quickly shed his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. Though his cool words didn't quite match his clearly flustered outward demeanour.

I followed his lead, albeit slower than him, feeling a little silly sitting there in only a shirt and jacket. When it came to removing my bra he knelt beside me on the bed, kissing my lips as he unhooked it himself, letting the thing drop from my shoulders with wide eyes to finally reveal my naked form.

“Fuck, you're gorgeous,” he ran his fingers through his hair as if distressed before making the decision to run his hands over my body, groping at my breasts before latching on to a nipple, toying with the other in his fingers

“ah, Levi, isn't it y-your turn?”

"I want to fucking kiss you everywhere,” he growled, blatantly ignoring me in favour of leaving love bites in his wake, dark purple and littered over both of my breasts. As I saw he had completely lost control, I reached down to his cock, running lightly over his trousers with my fingertips. He bit his lip and growled.

“Okay then, have your wish, suck off your captain and that is an order.”

“Yes sir,” I spoke darkly, a slave to his words and as he laid back, I straddled his waist, unbuttoning and unzipping his trousers with slight urgency. Pulling them down, he kicked them off his legs and I did the same with his boxers, placing them all in a pile on the floor making him huff in agitation, but the promise of my lips wrapped around his cock left him unable to move.

He guided me, showing me how to move my hands against his manhood. It was velvety soft and I felt honoured with this task to see Captain Levi in such an exposed state, only following his instincts. I became bolder, stroking his balls and then running my fingers over the tip before licking the head a little like an ice lolly. “hmmm,” he growled grabbing my hair

“let me in, please,” he pleaded with me, sweat sticking his hair to his forehead as he panted desperately, leaning up on his elbows to watch me. Since I knew it's what he wanted I attempted to accommodate his large size into my mouth. and when I did, I felt stuffed full, unable to make any intelligible sounds.

“shit,” he exclaimed whilst I tugged him off where my mouth couldn't reach, moving my mouth up and down, although, eventually just letting him get up to his knees and fuck my mouth.

He went in a little deeper each time and I clawed at his hips, moaning at the lewd sounds coming from us both. “say my name now, say it!”

“Leeeveiihmph,” you mumbled around his dick.

“Oh fuck,” he contorted forward, leaning over me now, clearly coming undone soon. “Oh god again, say it again. Say it with your mouth stuffed full of my fucking cock.”

“Levi!” Tears streamed from my eyes “Levi!” I tried to please him as he fucked my face faster and I fondled his balls.

“Shit, fuck, your mouth is so good, I'm coming,” he pulled out of my mouth making me choke and gag, exhausted.

“come inside, please Levi,” I whispered hoarsely which seemed to snap something inside him because he slammed back into me and I watched his face screw up, eyes shut as creamy hot liquid shot down my throat.

I licked and sucked him clean until he softened and I pulled away. He surprisingly lent down to kiss my lips softly, a silent thank you, although more than that as he continued to kiss me. He's so passionate, I thought as he kept kissing my lips, nipping and sucking at my lower, pulling me on top of him.

“Do you want me to be your first?” he asked seriously “a 35 year old man, do you want to not have this to give to the one you love?”

“Yes,” I didn't even have to think about it “if you're waiting for me to stop you, rest assured it's the last thing I want. Life is too short to wait.”

“I want you so many ways,” he murmured

“have me, any way you like, I've always wanted this,”

“me too,” this revelation surprised me and he could clearly see that on my face.

“You couldn't see me looking at you in training?” I shook my head “didn't notice me touch you, brush up against you? Question why I'd always request you in my quarters?” I shook my head again “Jesus Christ what else don't you notice? A horse and cart coming head on?” he exclaimed clearly just as shocked as me.

“I thought it was all in my head, I thought you hated me,” I spoke loudly

“fuck me. Look I don't know what this is but clearly we are attracted to one another. It's always been there,” I silently agreed, knowing now the heat of my presence must have been driving him insane as much as he had me.

“I don't want anyone else, I want you any way you'd have me.” I think I love you. I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud, hopefully he could read the intensity of my passion through my eyes. I bent over, my ass in the air and chest against his. “So have me Levi, please.”

“Oh you really want this don't you. Well I can't deny you life's simple pleasures...” he was half hard again and jerked himself off underneath me.

“This is going to hurt, lay down Y/N," I did so beside him, staring into his eyes as he climbed on top of my body, pressing the tip of his manhood to my entrance, slowly pushing inside making me open my mouth and gasp, quickly grabbing his shoulders.

“ow ow ow, stop!” he did so quickly and looked down at my pained face

“I'm sorry sweetheart, I'm so sorry,” his words melted my heart in a way I hadn't expected and he brushed the hair out of my face to kiss my lips, I leaned up to catch his before he pulled away but what I hadn't expected was for him to ram himself into me during that sweet kiss making me cry out in pain, but it wasn't too much, I felt like I could take it.

“Don't move,” I barely huffed out, my hands on my stomach, as though I might be able to feel him poking through. I felt so full, full of him, I wished it would never end.

“I'm sorry, It's easier if your relaxed, I wanted to distract you.” he fumbled, clearly regretting his decision “I'll stop, we can do this another time, you're not ready.”

“No!” I grabbed his shoulders to stop him, “I told you, not to ever stop. Fuck me Captain Levi.”

he kissed my lips heatedly as he pulled out smoothly, right to the tip before slowly guiding himself back inside to the warm heat of my entrance.

“Mmmm” I hummed, head lulling back in pleasure as he grunted lowly. He continued to stroke me inside slowly and carefully, driving me crazy “heh, Levi,” I panted, nails digging into his back for purchase “mm, harder,” that was all the conformation he needed before he began losing himself like a wild animal, sucking at my neck and biting hard as if he wanted to consume all of me.

“Levi, Levi, Levi” I chanted looking into his grey eyes “it's so deep ah harder please, don't stop,” The headboard began to slam with our movements, the tray of tea wobbling precariously a top his small dresser table.

“Fuck you're so tight, and so goddamn sensitive,” he grabbed my wrists in one hand whilst pinning them to the bed as he continued to chase his orgasm as well as my own. Fucking me slowly and deeply, hearing the smack of skin against skin each time we rejoined, eyes glued on the spot where he disappeared into mw, fascinated and turned on just as much as I was to watch his own large cock disappear inside of me.

“Levi,” I whispered, catching his attention and, in a moment of madness I spoke the words “put your hands around my neck.” I don't know why I wanted it so badly at the time but all I remember is that it felt fucking good.

His eyes darkened and he slammed into me, bringing his hands away from my wrists and onto my delicate, porcelain throat. His long fingers wrapped around tightly, his eyes staring into my lust filled ones questioningly. “Do it.”

And so he did, wrapping them tighter he began to squeeze making my eyes roll into the back of my head at the immense pleasure of it all and my back arched, toes curled, I was coming. I clenched so tightly around his cock that he stopped thrusting and just shivered, releasing my neck as I proclaimed his name to the empty room.

“That's it let them know who made you cum so hard,” he spoke between thrusts, before pistoning into me quickly once again, trying to keep me in one place in the bed before pulling out.

“No, cum inside, please, Levi,”

“Shit, my name's never going to sound the same on your lips,” he mumbled, sliding sinfully back inside your wet cavern. “This is what you want hmm? You're filthy,” he thrust quickly, bruising my hips where he held before shouting “fuck, Y/N”- just in case any other soldiers hadn't been woken up already- loudly into the dark, shooting his hot seed inside almost making me cum a third time.

I lay in a dazed state as he collapsed onto me, his head buried in the crook of my neck as I rubbed up and down his undercut. Slowly he pulled out making me wince

“Shit, now we really are sinners,” he chuckled half-heartedly, guilt tainting his tone.

“Stay with me,” I pleaded and he didn't bother to protest, and that's how we stayed, laying in one another's arms until the sun rose the next day.

#levi ackerman #attack on titan #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman smut #levi ackerman fluff #shy reader #levi ackerman fanfiction #attack on titan fandom #attack on titan fanfiction

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thousand-winters · 3 months

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After ASIAS and their sewing lessons how do you think Darius would feel seeing how Belos and the other coven heads treat Hunter? Especially since until recently he hadn’t been treating him much better

Oh, I love thinking about this one.

Honestly? I feel like he was probably going through the five stages of grief, as per usual once he bonded with Hunter and went from "ugh, a teenager is the Golden Guard 🙄" to "oh, sweet Titan, a teenager is the Golden Guard, and that teenager is Hunter 😰".

It definitely would hit him deeply to see how the other Coven Heads treat him because even if ignoring him is better than mocking him or shoving him around (the bar is truly in hell at the EC), he's now realizing this is a kid deeply desperate for affection, the only thing he wants is for someone to listen to him and to care. So perhaps he wasn't that bad of a offender in that sense but it still would make him feel like a prick. Couldn't he have been at least polite?

I feel like he would also have this weird combination of feeling absolutely infuriated on Hunter's behalf whenever one of the other CHs were rude or mocking toward him, but he couldn't do anything because it wouldn't be good for anyone to find out they're spending time together, and every time he also would be struck with a little voice in his head kinda going "oh, like you were so much better, what right do you have to be angry at something you gleefully ignored before?"

At least he could make Hunter not feel quite as miserable during their lessons and it's not as good as he would like, but it's something, and turns out "something" is more than Hunter's ever had during his whole life. Thinking about that probably doesn't help with the guilt.

Respect to how Belos treated Hunter, if he knew, I feel like he would have a hard time not wanting to punch Belos in the face every time he sees him.

The thing is Belos was really consistent with keeping the abuse behind closed doors, so I think Darius mostly would have context clues through the things Hunter would say without realizing there's something wrong with them. Very much like in TTT and his "I wasn't really allowed to talk to the other scouts" and he just wouldn't see what's wrong with that. Meanwhile Darius is at his side trying to school his expression into something that doesn't scream "murderous rage" because Hunter would assume he's angry at him and he can't give away that he dislikes Belos just like that anyway.

So I think with that he would just be hit little by little with realizations about how Hunter was raised and how he's treated by his own family even that would pile up overtime into a big "I have to get him out of here" feeling. I think he could feel guilty there, but that one would be more guilt about not being able to get him out immediately the more he realizes things are worse than what he ever suspected.

The saving grace was probably that there wasn't enough time for him to realize just how bad it was, because I'm a firm believer of Darius having impulsive emotional reactions and I think if he had known Belos had caused Hunter's big scars or that he could kill Hunter literally any day on a whim, he would have gotten him out of there whether Hunter wanted or not and it would have been messy from all angles, especially considering he was one of the three main rebels.

#darius deamonne #hunter deamonne #dadrius #the owl house #toh

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curlybookwriter0294 · 4 months

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Pushing Each Other’s Buttons

Summary: They are new at this. They are new to this whole dating thing but everything’s going well. However, during a workout session on training day after a small chat with Kori, Raven wonders if she could push each others buttons to progress things even further between them. Will it work?

AN: as always I don’t own anything from the TT universe or the DC universe! Just the plot of the story and you might hate me later lol. Happy reading! :)

It all started at the gym.

It was a typical training day at the Titans Tower, and each member of the team was at their own stations doing their own workout at the gym. Raven Roth looked around as she was doing her sit ups with Kori being her spotter as per usual.

She took in the smells of sweat and each presence of her team doing their best to make their bodies stronger and fuller for the next time they are out fighting villains. Thankfully, the alarms have not gone off so far as of yet which gives them plenty of time to do other things to pass the time until it does.

“Come on friend Raven, we are almost done! We are down to thirty sit ups now.” The alien was saying, drawing the indigo titan back into focus of her task at hand which was to complete at least forty sit ups requested by the titans leader Dick Grayson. “Just a few more then we switch!”

“Right.” The empath muttered, counting in her head the last few numbers that she had to do before getting off the mat so the Tamaranean could do her set. “Ready?” She asked her firmly, placing her hands on each of Kori’s shoes to keep her steady. Kori nodded her head and placed her hands behind her back, waiting for Raven to say the word. “Start.”

“So,” Kori said, catching her breath before going back down to her sit up, eyeing her quiet friend who was counting her sets. “You never did tell me how it’s going friend Raven.”

“Don’t know what you mean,”Raven said, hoping that Kori would drop it and just focus on her sit ups.

“Oh come now,” Kori said, chuckling at how Raven was avoiding her green eyed stare when she came up from her sit up. “You know what I mean.”

Raven knows exactly what she means because she’s been trying her best not to look over near the corner where the green shifter was doing his own set of workouts with Cyborg helping. She tried her best to ignore the fact that he was working out shirtless while he was grunting as he picked up a dumbbell easily with one hand. “It’s in progress. You know this already.” Raven whispered, turning her eyes over back towards Kori.

“29,” Kori counted and giggled at her. “I know that silly. Didn’t you two went on a date recently? What happened there? I’m dying to know!”

Raven shushed at her, briefly looking around to make sure that their conversations wasn’t behind overheard from the others. “It was nice.” She said quietly with a sigh. “Perfect even.”

“And? What else? There’s gotta be more than that!” Kori said excitedly, catching her breath once she was done with her sit ups and the two hero’s got up to do some stretches.

“We kissed.” Raven said finally, causing the alien woman to giggle with happiness. “It’s just a kiss.” She explained to her.

“Oh it’s not just a kiss friend Raven. Has it gone further than that?” Kori asked kindly, rolling her shoulders back when she did another stretch with her arms. She raised an brow at her when Raven made a face at her. “Would you want it to?”

“It’s only been three dates Kori. Isn’t that too soon?” Raven questioned her Tamaranean friend who shook her head at her, making her orange curls bounce around her shoulders. Raven sighed when she thought about a question to ask her. “How long did it take for you and boy wonder to—“ she stuttered at the question and she was thankful that Kori picked up on her question right away.

“After the third date.” Kori answered with a Cheshire grin, making Raven shiver. “But you and friend Garfield are different take all the time you need!” Kori reassured her when she noticed Raven’s face. Kori hummed. “If you wished to progress things further you just need to buttons of push each other.” She advised.

Raven blinked at Kori’s choice of words. “You mean push each others buttons?” She suggested.

Kori nodded as she walked over towards the bench to drink her bottle of water that was sitting there. “My thoughts exactly friend Raven. Also it looks like he’s already doing it.”

“What do you mean by that?” Raven asked, glancing over at the changeling that moved over to do push ups with Cyborg next to him. “He looks somewhat normal to me.” She said with a smirk.

“Friend Garfield has never taken off his shirt while working out. Have you not noticed?” Kori asked with a smile.

Raven snuck a glance over towards Garfield Logan and noticed that Kori was right, he had never taken off his shirt for his workouts until today. She noticed how tight and full his muscles and biceps were probably from working out and from getting stronger now that he’s older. He’s taller now and not lanky anymore. She would be a fool not to admit that it was nice to see him without a shirt, but was he doing it to put on a show for her?

“See what I mean friend Raven?” Kori asked, making Raven tear her eyes away from the green shifter and focus on Kori’s green ones instead. “He’s doing the buttons of the push. Now it’s your turn.”

“How will I pull that off then?” Raven whispered, walking over towards Kori as they took a breather from their workout. “I’m not exactly—“ she trailed off as she looked up and down Kori’s revealing workout attire. “You.”

The orange-haired alien smiled and before Raven could do anything to stop her, she pulled off Raven’s workout shirt, exposing her sports bra that she hiding underneath. “There we go!”

“Kori are you serious right now?!” Raven hissed at her, quickly trying to grab back her shirt from Kori but she was taller than her so she kept it at arms length. “Give it back!”

Garfield’s pointy ears twitched at the sound of Raven’s voice in the far corner of the gym, breaking his concentration of his sit ups. Luckily he was at his one hundredth goal and paused at his stance to look over at her. “What the—“ he trailed off when he saw Raven in a black and purple sports bra and Kori holding her shirt at arms length. “Holy—“

“Hey grass stain! Focus man!”

Garfield begrudgingly looked away from a rare sight and turned to focus on Cyborg instead. “Sorry my dude! I was just—“

“Focus on me and not your girlfriend dude!” Cyborg called out, making Garfield blush at the term that he was not used to.

“Right focus.” Garfield muttered to himself, stealing a glance once more at the sibyl that was working out with Kori who was still trying to get her shirt back, all the while trying to conceal herself with an arm.

“Give it back Kori. Please.” Raven pleaded in a whisper, trying for another attempt to get her shirt back. “I need my—“ a flash of green caught her attention and she paused from trying to get her shirt back.

Violet eyes meet green eyes that lasted longer than necessary and before Raven could change her mind, she uncovered her chest, sighing when she gave up trying to get her shirt back from the tall Tamaranean. She could literally see the gulp that Garfield had made when he had took in her appearance. Sure, Raven had exposed her body before but only her legs, but her upper body was a different story in which she’s slowly working on.

“See,” Kori whispered in her ear, walking beside Raven with a hand on her shoulder. “Told you.”

“Alright guys!” Dick said, making Raven to look away from the shocked shifter. “That’s enough for today. Good job everyone!”

“Do the buttons of the push friend Raven. It’ll work. Trust me,” Kori said to her before flying over towards the leader, kissing him lightly on the lips before walking out of the gym with him hand in hand.

“Push each others buttons huh?” Raven muttered to herself, wondering if it was worth a try.

The night was clear and warm in Jump City, the Titans are doing their own thing. Dick and Kori are in Gotham City for a night out, Cyborg is currently out on a date with Jinx in Central City, which leaves Garfield and Raven alone in the Titans Tower or more precisely alone on the roof.

Garfield had a big blanket for them as well as take out from a new vegan restaurant that he wanted to try. They were laid out on the blanket, sitting in complete comfortable silence as the two look out into the sky. Raven secretly wished that she could see the brightness of the stars instead of lights of buildings, but she doesn’t mind the thoughtfulness of their date.

“Next time,” Garfield started to say, breaking into Raven’s thoughts and she turned on her side to look at him as he stared out into the sky.” I want to take you somewhere where we can actually see the stars. The moon is huge and neat but I miss seeing stars.”

Raven gnawed her lower lip as she moved over to get closer to the changeling. “That’ll be nice Gar.”

Garfield chuckled at her and turned over to his side, using his arm to support himself. “Let’s make it a date then yea?” He asked, moving even closer to where they were nose to nose.

Raven could feel her face heat up at the closeness of their bodies and she had to remind herself to stay in control of her emotions. “Y-yes.”

“Neat.” The shifter whispered before closing the gap between them and leaned in for a gentle kiss on Raven’s lips.

It was slow, innocent something that Raven was getting used to. When they first started kissing, it was just a peck outside her door after their first date, same with the second date. This time, their kiss lingered a bit longer and it made Raven want to try something different with their kiss.

She opened her mouth to allow Garfield more access into the kiss and she heard him hum in question when she did that. She nibbled his lower lip which caused him to moan into her mouth.

“Rae—“ Garfield said once they part, catching their breath. He used a hand to brush back a couple of dark strands of her hair out of her face. “What brought this on?” He asked, furrowing his brows.

“You weren’t wearing a shirt at the gym today,” Raven confessed to him softly, noticing the way his face soften with her answer.

“Oh!” Garfield said once realization had kicked in and he chuckled. “Well I could say the same about you Rae-Rae.” He told her, wiggling his brows.

Raven flicked his forehead with a finger, rolling her eyes at him. “That wasn’t intentional.”

“I know my shirt thing was but you on the other hand.” He trailed off, studying her and laughed when Raven gave him a death stare. “It was Kori’s doing I know.”

“You should umm—“ Raven trailed off, using a finger to trace down Garfield’s front clothed torso slowly. “Not wear a shirt at the gym?” She said even though the way it sounded like a question.

“Will never wear a shirt at the gym again.” Garfield told her, leaning in closer to her. “Is this alright?” He asked with hesitation, bringing Raven even closer to him in a way that made their bodies touching.

Raven’s breath became heavier when Garfield lifted her chin closer to him. “Yes.” She whispered, closing her eyes when she felt Garfield’s lips back on hers again.

She opened her mouth when she felt the shifter’s tongue on her bottom lip, asking her access. She gasped when she she felt his tongue on hers, making their kiss deeper than it was before and it made Raven’s whole body feel warmer.

Raven heard Garfield making an oof sound in her mouth when he got on top of her, making sure that he wasn’t crushing her by prompting himself up with his arms. She used her arms to wrap around his neck to bring him even closer to her, making both of them moan.

Raven used her legs to wrapped around his waist, which caused her to feel something that was pressing against her. “Shit,” Garfield muttered against her neck, breaking the kiss. “I’m sorry let me just—“

“It’s fine Gar.” Raven reassured him, reaching up to play with one of his ears. “Aren’t we just pushing each others buttons a little?”

Garfield blinked at her and laughed before leaning back down against her neck, kissing against her earlobe gently. “Yea definitely pushing each other’s buttons alright.” He muttered, cursing himself. “But still— we don’t have to continue if you feel uncomfortable o-or anything.” He tells her, stuttering with his sentence.

“I want us to push each other’s buttons.” Raven told him truthfully, using a hand to run her fingers through his green spiky green hair. “And it seems like I’m already pushing yours.” She whispered to him quietly.

“My buttons are definitely being pushed right now.” Garfield hissed out, biting his lower lip. “I-I—“ he started, clearing his throat as he looked down at her violet eyes.

The two of them groan when a loud alarm stopped what Garfield was about to say, causing both of them to detangle themselves from each other to grab their communicators from their pockets.

“Right now??” Garfield complained. “Buzz kill!”

Raven sat up on the blanket, opening her communicator and watching the news alert that popped up, using a hand to push back her violet hair out of her face. “It’s Gizmo attacking downtown Jump City. The others are still away.” She told him. “I can portal us there.” She said firmly, standing up, reaching out a hand towards him to grab.

“Right. Let’s do this!” Garfield yelled, grabbing her hand and it held it tightly. “To be continued?” He asked, lifting a brow at the empath.

Raven squeezed his hand. “I want to see how much I can push your buttons.” She responded with a small smile. “To be continued.”

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crimeronan · 2 years

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the fondest specific compliment i’ve gotten on my toh fic is that everyone swears in a way that’s very true to character. where it feels like they Definitely talk like this offscreen, like it flows naturally & isn’t jarring despite the G-rated source material

this delights me because i have spent SO MUCH time thinking about the owl house cast and how different people swear. limiting this post to POVs i’ve written but here’s a few headcanons

luz: almost never swears. if she does she’s either doing it for Maximum Emphasis or because it’s very funny in a very specific situation with very specific peers (hunter & willow. she can’t swear in front of amity or gus bc she feels like she’s tarnishing her Innocent Image). even when luz CAN say “fuck” in T-rated properties, she does in fact default to “jeez” and “crikey” and “wow” and “EAUGHHH NO OH NO EUGH NO” at all times. some people swear in their other main language around english speakers but luz is not one of these people. generally in situations where most reasonable individuals would yell “HEY ASSHOLE” or “DUDE??? WHAT THE FUCK????”...... she simply throws things and/or starts biting. That’s My Daughter

hunter: swears more than luz but still not Super Often. most common go-tos are ‘shit’ as a panicked exclamation & ‘bullshit’ as an unimpressed observation. he knows more curse words than anyone else in the show including eda because of How The Coven Scouts Are. several of the curse words are wholly made-up epithets shared by approximately ten trauma-bonded weirdo soldiers. that said, he.... legitimately does not know which muttered oaths are just weird idioms versus Actual Swears bc he’s never Needed to know. (formal speak with belos automatically removes all of these informal interjections in the first place, and no one else is gonna question how The Golden Guard talks, so.... no reason to learn.) if anyone tries to explain these nuances to him later in life he will get into an autistic shouting match about how that’s SO STUPID and UNNECESSARY and MAKES NO SENSE you DUMBSHIT MOTHERF-

eda: tries hard to tone down her language around The Chillens but swears... sssSSSO MUCH. sailor tongue ahoy the woman was raised by wolves (ie: her mom who even in her old age will still shout “YEAH RUN YOU PUNK-ASS BITCH” at randos on the street). eda says “fuck” aloud an average of once or twice in any given fic chapter but should say it more. if i ever write her alone with raine it will become 200 times per chapter because with raine she casually flips back to her high school self and all her creative teen lingos. yknow, back before she learned to be all Mature and Professional. a class act. as she rifles through heaps of garbage and develops hives at any sign of emotional intimacy

darius: theoretically swears a lot and has nothing AGAINST a very verbose “motherfucker son of a bitch dick-for-brains are you fucking SHITTING me you INCOMPETENT-” however he USUALLY uses boiling isles swears. not because he’s being censored by the writers but because a muttered “mother of titans i’m begging you to come down and cast these fucking imbeciles into the boiling sea before i lose my fuckdamned SHI-” is just. Yeah. That’s Him. darius is the guy who WOULD be saying ‘jesus h christ’ and ‘christ on a stick shift’ and ‘mother mary of god PLEASE either end this meeting early or STRIKE ME DEAD BEFORE MASS’ except. yknow, he’s got other religious figures to invoke. sidenote he’s been dying to shout “KIIIIISS MYYYY ASSSSSS” at 98% of his coworkers for 30 straight years. to the point that he sometimes dreams about it

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camila: swears exclusively in french (a language in which she is not fluent) bc she doesnt want luz picking up bad language. she learned these expressions from an old friend from montreal which means that luz now has a weirdly broad knowledge of extremely rude quebecois slang without knowing any specific definitions. she just knows that these are words you recite to french-canadians if you want to start a bar fight.

#toh #luz noceda #hunter toh #darius deamonne #eda clawthorne #camila noceda #the camila one is just lifted from my childhood. idr the swears now tho its been too long since i saw my dad [pensive]#spent an unbelievably long time editing this shitpost for maximum lolz. please appreciate it

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stalkerofthegods · 5 months

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jotatetsuken · 1 year

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Shyna’s Summer Commissions

When I was planning this, it was supposed to be spring commissions, looks like procrastination has kept me busy af xD /hj /lh

Slots: 1/10 (OPEN, will roll out again once I am done writing, and this will go until 31st August, 2023)

Anyway, so, as much as I don’t want to admit it, here’s what’s happening: I have an educational loan to pay; two in fact, and while my father and I have been paying them diligently, he’s just turned 64... and I want him to not work anymore, and enjoy his retirement, y’know? The problem: my IT job does not pay enough per month and we’re currently on talks on reworking the appraisal (as I received minimal increment this year). So, this is something I want to do to help alleviate financially.

I know I can’t work on a lot with a ton of WIPs that I have, so I will have 10 openings for now so that I don’t overwork myself, and I will keep doing so throughout this summer, which means this will get over by 31st August, 2023. I also have a goal on Ko-Fi incase you want to donate to that as well. In case you can’t pay, but still want to spread the word by reblogging, you are more than welcome to do so <3

Now for the rules:

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Payments will have to be made through Ko-Fi and Paypal only. For those based in India, we can discuss other alternatives (Paytm, PhonePe, etc, else the usual.)

If you’d like a Canon x OC fic, I will need every info about the OC, the background, traits, backstory, abilities, etc. If it’s a reader insert, I will need the same, so that it will help me write better. Picrew/art references are also appreciated. I can also write selfship fics too.

For reader inserts, I will only write female readers, afab readers, and gn!readers (only for sfw commissions).

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$5 - 500 words, $10 - 1000 words, $15 - 1500 words, $20 - 2000 words, $25 - 2500 words.

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polyhexian · 7 months

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Ah okay I have an idea for Jasper's mental health journey in Eventually.

I've got two meta reasons for why Jasper should be mostly-mentally-stable. The first is Hunter, obviously; the kid's going through it, and he needs this new parental figure in his life to be, like, okay. As delightful as Jasper's breakdown in MH has been, it would be super bad for everyone involved if his mental health was anywhere near that point in Eventually. The second reason is CAMILA, who just became a mother of 6 and absolutely does not deserve to also be shoehorned into playing therapist for a grown man. I love the idea of Camila and Jasper being friends, and Camila deserves to have a friend who, while definitely traumatized, is also mostly on top of his shit. Once he's no longer unconscious on her couch I think Jasper would be a huge help around the house and with the kids and he and Camila should be the responsible adults supporting EACH OTHER, so we don't want him to be a hidden wreck or a ticking time bomb.

So the first few years after his "death" Jasper reads parenting books as a coping mechanism. It helps him visualize where Hunter's at in his development. Every so often he thinks "he's probably taking his first steps right now" or "he should be speaking with a few words per sentence by now" and it's sad but it helps.

But eventually the baby books run out (is there really much of a market for them past, like, age 5?), and also Jasper is well aware of the fact that he left his child in an extremely bad situation. He knows what Belos is capable of, and while he has hope his kid PROBABLY won't ever see his own spinal cord, he's not stupid enough to think that being called "nephew" will actually protect Hunter from all of it. Child abuse is a thing, and it's a thing that's usually perpetrated by, y'know, family members.

There aren't any books entitled How To Unindoctrinate Your Estranged Child Soldier, but that doesn't stop him. He reads everything he can find on the subject and learns about allllll the things. Physical abuse, emotional abuse, gaslightning, manipulation, CSA. (He hopes to the Titan he won't need to know about that last one, but then he wonders if it'd be preferable to, like, being beaten to the edge of death and dragged back from the brink with healing magic multiple times, and then he just feels awful that he's even trying to decide what the "better" sort of abuse to endure would be.)

And pretty regularly he happens upon a paragraph that is, like, scarily relevant to his own lived experience and he needs to reevaluate some things. Maybe he tries to brush it off, but the more he interacts with Hunter, the less he's able to do that.

Book: Believing that love is transactional is, in fact, a sign of trauma, and not good or healthy.

Jasper: …haha, right, okay.

Hunter, at their next fight: I am LOYAL to Emperor Belos, I OWE him, and I HAVE to keep working hard so he'll LOVE me!

Jasper: Oh my Titan okay yeah this is really upsetting to hear and deal with, actually.

Sometimes after their fights Jasper has to just…go lay down and stare at the ceiling for a while before re-reading his self-help books and grumbling while he takes notes like ugh, FINE, they were RIGHT. He and Hunter end up working on their issues after their reunion because they see themselves reflected in each other and they HATE it.

Jasper: Look, I'M not important. YOU'RE the one who's important here and I WILL sacrifice myself for you.

Hunter: Dear Titan this is infuriating.

Luz: Now YOU know how it feels.

Hunter: Maybe it'd be better if I'd just died, that way I'd stop causing problems for everyone I love.

Jasper: *deep breath*

At some point in the Human Realm Hunter has a bad mental health day and locks himself in the basement, and Camila finds Jasper sitting at the kitchen table and she's like, you okay? And he's like, I've read a lot about this, but all my books and notes are back in the Demon Realm and I feel like I'm flying blind and have no idea what I'm doing. And she's like, actually that's pretty par for the course when it comes to being a parent. And he's like, oh really? That's kinda reassuring, thanks. I'll just wait and see if he wants to talk about it later.

omg.... eventually!jasper is like... he's so isolated, he doesnt have anyone he trusts and he doesnt have a single person he'd call a friend. he's fallen back on the same thing he did under belos in a way- there is one single driving motivation in his life and absolutely nothing else matters. whether it was serving the emperor or saving hunter, he HAS dedicated everything inside of him to one single person at a time. probably not great, but! he could be doing worse. also, MH jasper is having a lot of breakdowns, but its also been less than two years for him lmfao. for eventually!jasper its been sixteen!! hes had a lot of time to gather his shit together

im actually imagining the isolation is less like. immediately of a problem because hes fairly used to it. he only ever had one friend before and he didnt much trust him either, not with his secrets. so being alone is... well, just what hes used to. hes also probably like. deeply in hiding wherever he is. he doesnt have magic and his face is all fucked up and if word got back to belos about it, he would totally suspect if not outright know.

ive kind of got this mental image of- you know at the end of the time travel episode when belos goes into his little cave house and its. like. hes got normal house stuff in there. like he has shirts hanging to dry on the cave walls. sure theres like evil grimwalker stuff in there too but its the domestic items i find hysterical. so like. im imagining jasper has found himself a nice secluded cave to bunker down in but also hes had sixteen years to straight of domesticate that place. there are definitely couches in there. hes got a CB. hes probably got running water and hes stealing electricity from the neighbors. and cable. and then just books fucking everywhere. jesus christ. theyre everywhere. what else would he fucking do with his time; hunter isnt allowed out of the castle on weekdays. that is. so much time to just Do Nothing.

he probably does hang out with the CATTs on non hunter missions too, if only because some of them will fuck over belos which he actively wants, or has no impact on the hunter situation either way, but improving his relationship with the CATTs before he inevitably pisses them off again is always a good idea. also, its something to fucking do.

god yeah just. camila with this bizarre man in her house. hes not having breakdowns, he doesnt like not understand that other people have feelings, hes mostyl together, hes just fucking weird. he hasnt been around people for this long in basically his entire life. hes not wearing a mask and hes never spent so much time without a mask in his entire life. hunter is here???? hes spent 16 years trying to save hunter and uhhhh shit i did it. i am not entirely sure what to do now. turns out you can spend sixteen years planning out this reunion and then it all go out the window immediately. also hes been living in a cave and hes forgotten basic rules of being in a house sometimes. hes very POLITE and gracious to camila especially like, i imagine both him and hunter frequently thank her and offer To Do Anything She Needs and its like. so fucking funny to see them both just Like That.

omg hunter gets to actually meet hawk hunter. "haha yeah he saved my life. hes like three hundred years old and he cant talk. look at this gnarly scar hes got. he bites me a lot"

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