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"You Can't Kill Us" (You Can't Kill Us) || Icon for Hire
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Pissed off female reader x Crosshair using sex to help her feel better.
Warnings: Crosshair may be a little bit oc, smut, dirt, minors dni, nsfw, this is completely self indulgent and maybe a little crackish, don't take it too seriously, Crosshair and reader has a Queen kink.
"Feeling better?" Crosshair asked after the two of you had been brought to climax for a third time.
"No." You bit out, glaring past him; your anger still simmering hot; flowing like the lava rivers of Mustafar underneath your skin. In fact you were still so livid that even he could feel the heat of it wherever he touched you.
Such fire in your eyes; so wild, so untameable.
It was Beautiful.
And it only seemed to stoke his own; his member throbbing and pulsing eagerly inside you.
"Still angry hm?"
"Let's see what more we can do to calm it." Crosshair said, cupping his hands under your hips; raising them up so that he could reach further and thrust deeper inside you.
He had no idea what had made you so angry, but if it was something he'd done; he already knew you wouldn't be giving him the time of day, let alone being entangled with him like this if that were the case.
'Feels so Damned GOOD.' Crosshair mentally growled as you met his deep, firm thrusts with every lift and rise of your hips; meeting him blow for blow, your warm, slick walls squeezing him so wonderfully it sent sparks shooting through his veins, pleasure going off in his brain like fireworks.
Crosshair let out a choked off noise when the head of his member brushed against a particularly soft, slick part of you that had him clenched his teeth and biting his lip.
"Ahh, y'know; whatever it is-ugh! That's got you so worked up-Mm! I hope it doesn't dissipate too soon! NNH-H!"
"Why? I Hate feeling this way..." You said with a sullen frown on your lips, but your eyes still as hard and as dark with fury as ever.
"Because. You're GLORIOUS."
"I have never seen anyone even half as Beautiful as you." His hands worshipped your hips.
"Especially when you are like This." Crosshair said, his voice soft, full of reverence, his gaze almost tender as he stroked one side of your face, a delighted little half smirk playing at the side of his lips as he noticed your cheeks flush even further; knowing it wasn't just anger, but embarrassment as well.
You scowled up at him.
He always did like flustering you.
Then you surprised him by springing up from the bench he currently had you laid upon, your hands grasping the back of his head and pulling him into a hard kiss.
Crosshair's eyes widened for only half a millisecond before his own hands came up, buried themselves within your hair, his fingers clenching tightly as he kissed you back just as hard, his tongue forcing his way past your lips just as yours burst out to meet it.
You were both all pressed and nipping teeth, swollen lips, twisting, writhing tongues and steamy breaths.
After a while of deep kissing; you finally let each other go in a burst of hot air, your shared laboured breaths, fanning each other's face.
You were pleasantly surprised to find that his breath smelled oddly sweet and you were absolutely going Feral for it.
You grasped his chin between your thumb and forefinger, encouraging him to let his tongue lol out of his mouth a little. Then without breaking eye contact; you licked and sucked on his tongue, moaning in aroused appreciation, observing how his pupils blew wide, his cock twitching enthusiastically inside of you at your shamelessly wanton display.
"What was that about?" He asked, his voice raspier than ever.
"You ask as if you didn't enjoy it." You said smugly; knowing full well that he did.
"An unnecessary statement." He droned with a roll of his eyes; his body showing very clear signs of having enjoyed it immensely, if his flushed skin and laboured breathing were any indication.
Your triumphant chuckle came out rich and dark; only pushing him further over the edge into near delirious lust.
If it had come from anyone else; Crosshair wouldn't have let it stand, but coming from you? It aroused him to no end.
"What do you want?" He panted; unwilling to admit outright that in that moment, he would obey any order you'd give him, no matter what it was.
"I want you to make me feel something far better than my current, otherwise unyielding rage." You said mildly; as if it were the simplest thing in the world.
"I want you, to make me feel such pure and perfect euphoria; that I forget everything but the fire of pleasure you have burning between my legs." You ordered in purred tones, your legs wrapping and squeezing tighter around his waist for emphasis.
"Is that understood soldier?"
"Ha ha; as My Lady wishes." Crosshair acknowledged, his tone and expression even more delightedly smug than ever before. You rolled your eyes begrudgingly, letting it slide this time; looping your arms around his shoulders and back.
You gasped through your nose, pressing him even tighter to you when you both began to move once more; bouncing on his lap while he thrust up into your tight, wet, heat.
Crosshair panted in time with every thrust; each small noise, gasp and thick swallow, fluttered into your ears, sending your arousal soaring even higher. And it was written all over his face that you were having the same effect on him. His eyes dark and staring, watching, every bit as hungry to drink in your every reaction as you were to drink in his.
He looked so desperate, so wild - practically Feral. You Loved it.
You Loved having the knowledge that only you could do this to him and only you were allowed to see this man fall apart and it was all for you.
All because of You.
"Ahhh~So! How do you feel now?!" He ground out; knowing he was rapidly approaching his own end and was going to be bursting inside you again very soon.
"Mmmf~ Shut up and give me MORE." You ordered; finally feeling tantalizingly close to your peak again as well.
"Yes, my Queen." Crosshair replied; his devious chuckle cut short by a moan he'd let out as you slammed your hips down harder on his cock, your inner walls dancing sensually around him.
Crosshair let out another low, rasped cry; sweat beading his face as you jutted out your chin in deviance up at him.
It served him right.
He knew what being called that did to you. And you knew just how to get back at him. Smug Bastard.
You let out an involuntary gasp as Crosshair suddenly shifted your weight until you lay beneath him; he leaned his body over you, shoving himself hard and fast inside you with quick, short thrusts.
"You are The ONLY woman for me Y/n." He panted in your ear; his usual, raspy voice full of so much conviction and such devotion it surprised you and hearing those words spoken so fervently, sent a shockwave straight to the swollen bundle of nerves at the hood of your pussy.
You clung to him; letting out a strangled moan and a tell tale gasped breath.
"Crosshair- Crosshair!" You gasped breathlessly, feeling a sudden helpless wave of panic rush through you at the same time your intense orgasm washed over you.
"It's alright. Ahh~! I've got you." He reassured you, holding you tightly against him. The edge of your panic immediately began to fade away as you relaxed into him, letting the waves of your climax take you as the two of you rocked through them together.
"That's it. Let go." He said soothingly.
"Release it all onto me." Crosshair purred, his gravely voice sounding all the more muted in your thundering ears as you vaguely felt him grow stiff in your arms; pumping you full of his seed until it began to overflow and spill out of you a little. Crosshair letting out small gasps moans as you continued to come hard around him, tears slipping from beneath your fluttering eyelids.
"Beautiful." Crosshair breathed as he watched the after effects of your fading climax to his heart's content; looking as much like a satisfied Loth cat that had just got the cream as much as Crosshair ever could.
All you could do was lay there and pant while he stayed perched above you, still buried inside of you, watching you.
When you finally came back to your senses and started trying to push him off of you with a slightly irritated groan, was when he asked you again;
"How do you feel?"
"Hot. Mostly spent." You said, but you were still showing signs of annoyance and ire; so, with a dramatized sigh; Crosshair pulled out of you, sinking down to his knees and parting your thighs as he descended.
"Crosshair, what are you-?!"
"There's no need to be modest now my Queen." He tutted, prying your thighs apart further.
"We both know your 'fire' has barely been quenched." He stated with an almost excited glint in his eye.
"But-!" You tried to argue; to let him know that it was enough for now, but Crosshair wasn't having any of it ..
"Just Relax."
"I'll take care of it." He promised as his head lowered between your legs.
"Crosshair!? Ah!" You squeaked out one last futile protest before melting into his touch. As soon as his lips and tongue brushed against you, your fingers slipped into the short, soft, gray fuzz growing on his head and clung on for dear life as your other hand stroked the back of his neck in a more 'grounding' than affectionate way -or so you told yourself- but both he and you knew better, if the pleased and amused sound he'd made was any indication.
'Hmph. Smug Bastard.'
~Fin~
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skzoologist · 4 months
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For instance, it only appears for a few sentences (their meaning explained if needed), otherwise the fic is english. I'm just curious (once again).
And no, I don't exactly mean the more known languages, I mean the more obscure ones.
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zeraphiimm · 1 year
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this is a category 5 poop moment
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trans-cuchulainn · 1 year
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there's this weird phenomenon that happens in academia and some arts careers and stuff where people who are in them seem very reluctant to give advice to people outside them or how to get there, and this is read as elitism and not wanting to help others, but actually 90% of the time it's the people inside being so fucking burned out and disillusioned by their careers that they don't feel they can responsibly give other people advice on how to sell their souls. but they also know if they say "don't do it, it'll suck", the people they're talking to won't listen, because they were once that person, and people told them, and they didn't listen. so they just don't say anything. and they grimly witness other people jumping through the same hoops they jumped through, or trying to, and they feel they cannot in good conscience help drag the hoops down to ground level because when you get through them, the other side is worse. but. this is not how it looks from the outside
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thewstelnd · 10 months
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metaphor
i think she’s cheating on me with lady death maybe i’ll be enough if i hold my breath if i turn blue, it’s all for you i don’t mean to cause no extra stress wish i could worry bout this less but i’m scared you’ll leave with lady death
and i’ll never beat her ‘cos i know that the peace she promises you is sweeter than anything i’ll ever give,  just a sweet word repeater just hoping if i’m positive enough, i’ll defeat her  and i’m competing for attention i’m trying to ignore the tension and every time i even mention intentions of our reinvention she’s showing up to co-sign my bad decisions i hope you listen ‘cos i
i think you’re cheating on me with lady death maybe i’ll be enough if i hold my breath if i turn blue, it’s all for you i don’t mean to cause no extra stress wish i could worry bout this less but i’m scared you’ll leave with lady death
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buckttommy · 1 year
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Ryan delete that video he took, where Oliver is on top of the fire truck 🙁
He always deletes the good stuff
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1337wtfomgbbq · 2 years
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Yall know I don't get involved with the current stuff and I couldn't care less but... that shit is hella confusing *sigh*
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dendrochronologies · 3 months
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maya angelou saying the funniest thing anyone has ever said about editing, which i can never let myself forget EVER AGAIN [x]
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fraosinfandoms · 1 month
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Boy am I glad that the hanahaki disease isn't real bc I would be long dead
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teapottroubles · 8 months
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I've been cursed I have given curses
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Hell I am a curse.
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egophiliac · 2 months
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CROWLEY SSR THOUGHTS
there is zero basis for this, but I can't get this thought of my head
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I don't know why I decided to draw it this way
#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers#(these will be relevant in a moment)#this isn't going to happen. but WHAT IF.#anyway i didn't get him (damnit birdman come home) so i had to look up his story#and let me tell you friends my findings were SHOCKING#crowley canonically likes vegetables which means that the crowley is revaan theory = BUSTED#crowley is sailor venus = CONFIRMED#(i know 'whip of love' is a saying but that's where my mind always goes)#DISCLAIMER: this is (mostly) a joke please continue to hold whatever theories and headcanons you want#but look. c'mon. look over here at this whiteboard i've covered in red yarn.#revaan being a picky eater has come up multiple times and there is an entire whole bit about how much he hated jerky and refused to eat it#and now they've made a point of talking about how crowley will eat almost anything and loOoOoves wild game meat especially#it's SO stupid but i can't help but read way too much into it#(this is tumblr if you don't want to see incredibly stupid overanalysis of anime guys then why are you HERE)#and i gotta hold on to something because otherwise whenever malleus and crowley are onscreen together i just keep going 'same hair color...#unless this is like. some kind of deep cover thing.#lilia doesn't recognize him because he saw him eat a green bean once and revaan would NEVER#crowley's secret is safe for another day#(serious hat on: i do think they're probably connected in some way)#(but there's something deeper going on that we're just not clued into yet that will hopefully explain things)#man forget revaan what if crowley whips off his mask and it turns out he was meleanor this whole time#wait hold on meleanor loves jerky. IT ALL FITS...
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DP x DC Prompt: The Watchlist
Batman has a watchlist. A list that contains every individual who could become a rouge and a contingency plan for if they did.  
And while they, his children, often make fun of his paranoia and him for having it, they totally understand why he did. They lived in Gotham, for Christ's sake. Where everyone’s just a pin drop away from being the city’s next big villain, forcing the bats to scratch their heads while playing cat and mouse with a sicko for a good few weeks. And while they won’t admit it, the list has helped them a few times. 
But that won’t stop them from making fun of any of the list’s new developments. Because you see, there was a new list. And it wasn’t just a watchlist. No, no, no. It was The Watchlist.
It was a new development after he and Robin went on an out-of-state mission to investigate some town in bum fuck nowhere Illinois. And it was under some pretty tight security as well, so they were expecting something good, like mad scientists or evil mayors. Not profiles of the kids who lived in the town. And while there were a few metas and vigilantes that made the list interesting, by the end of it all they just seemed to be teenagers. 
Until they saw Damian. They hadn’t seen him since he came back from the mission with B. He looked tired. Like ‘Tim hasn’t slept in a week and is surviving on just coffee beans’ tired.
“Ah, I see you all have found it. Good. A few of them will be arriving next week as they’re a part of Gotham Academy’s student exchange program. At least three of them will be staying in the manor with us. Father will need you all to be on standby and to be ready for any possible scenario. Please, for the love of all that is good, do not encourage them in any way, shape, or form. And please do not dismiss them either. The outcome of doing that will be much worse. Is there more that I should add? Yes. Will I? No, because you won’t understand. Not until you've seen what I have.” 
The demon child sighed, then looked them dead in the eyes. “Godspeed to us all.” Then walked away.
Okay, they were scared now.
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uncanny-tranny · 10 months
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It's always, like, mildly annoying when people see a het trans couple and go "all that work just to be straight?" like... one, you don't know if they're straight and two, trans people don't owe you a queer sexuality to "make up" for the fact we're trans. Transhet people aren't a subtype of trans people, they're members of the trans community, and the queer one if they so desire!
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kaiserouo · 3 months
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Tired Ghost
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batshaped · 2 months
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i paused reading chapter 76 to make this LOL
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