#her and trish both

[crttvset]

ive been saying this for YEARS

#them both and fugo are all family and so is trish but you gotta let her sniff the others through the door so she gets used to their scent #they are kitty cats to me. meow

[prototypelq]

DMC Questions Anon here!

Take every character you wish to and tell me what you think is the most emotionally devastating situation they could be put in and how they would react to it.

Hi, Ember! You just had to do the ask around the DMC1 anniversary and the twins' very bad absolutely no good horrible terrible birthday huh) lol we love angst in dmc everything is completely fine

To be perfectly honest with you I am surprised the twins are... somewhat functioning persons after all the shit they went through. I mean, they are barely functional, and 5 was just one massive mental breakdown for both of them but still! They remain Somewhat sane which is very hard to believe to tell the truth, and they really need years of extensive therapy (...also any therapist they go to will need therapy themselves after a session with the twins, I feel sorry for the poor soul).

All of this is to say that this is my ask and I don't want the twins to suffer too much)

this is also the reason I side with the 'twins have normal human lifespan' answer in Raven's poll, because Sparda Luck has had nothing good in store for them ever, and prolonging their years means risking their fragile mental health even more. they just really need a leave/retire at this point and my wish for them is to live their years in relative peace

I'l go over the twins briefly as I don't want them to go through shit again, the canon was cruel enough towards them. Nero is their weak spot. Nero is extremely important to the twins, because he is the physical manifestation of hope for their future. Before 5 the answer to this question would have been each other, as the pain of being the lone brother has been familiar for each of them and has been festering for decades at this point, but it all changed in 5. The ending of 5 shows rekindling of their brotherhood, it it was only possible thanks to Nero, as in 5 both of them were so exhausted they wanted just to end everything*

*I've discussed this with Raven, and we bounced around the idea that the circumstances of twins 'mutual agreement for the end' was not so mutual in details. Vergil was exhausted and had no idea what to do next, except have one last great stand with his brother, and to force Dante's hand to end him. But to bait Dante into doing that, he had to go all out during their battle, so Dante kind of rightfully assumed Vergil was out for his blood. Again. DMC3 tragic parallels my beloved.

I doubt Vergil realised how badly this was all going for Dante, or the consequences of such action on his twin. Though Dante absolutely knew he could not live with himself after ending Vergil again, and that's exactly why he left the deed (= inheritance for Nero) behind before going on this hunt. He thought it would be his last.

It would be curious to see Vergil's reaction to that information, I think if he learns of the deed he'll piece the puzzle himself, and then there is going to be an Interesting conversation between the twins. I doubt Vergil would have gone through with his plan if he knew the toll it would take on Dante, and Vergil never wanted his brother dead.

Nero is the twins future. He gave them a deserved slap as a wake up call, he reminded them of the possibilities the future could hold, while twins only ever look to the past. They found kinship in their shared respect and fondness of Nero, this is their starting point to heal.

Loosing another after 5 would be, of course, extremely painful for either of them (arguably worse for Dante, as his mental state is pretty much in shambles in 5, and Vergil was the same before that, literally in his case, but he has new page now, he just has trouble figuring out what to do with it), but with Nero's help they just might be able to pull through.

But if anything happened to Nero himself? I don't think twins, even with their bond rekindled would be truly able to come back from that. So yeah, the twins' weak spot is Nero.

Nero`s weakspot is obviously family, however much has been much kinder to him in that aspect than the twins. He grew up loved and cared for in his adopted family, but with his own isues of course. While Nero had not knew Dante&Vergil for very long, he certainly does take after his uncle&father (must be the Sparda heritage) in term of issues, because Nero combines the twins' together! Nero struggles simultaniously with self-worth and the need for recognition, which I reckon, will give him A Time while the twins are gone, and if anything they will only worsen after their return too. Nero has already unlocked two power-ups, yet he is abandonned by the twins (for reasons he will have to come to terms with) And he is not even close to their power levels (Vergil only lost to Nero because he did not want to fight in the first place and was exhausted). Nero has been trying to establish himself... for his entire life, but every major demonic outbreak had Required a Dante call, Nero had not been able to handle it on his own. And after twins return this issue will only persist, because he means so much to the twins, he now basically has a very agressive safety net, which all the spardas will have to work together to solve.

Also I could have just said family. Nero will be worrying over twins the entire time of their absence, no doubt about it. Hopefully, in the meantime of awaiting their return, he will look into whatever he can find of their history, and he will get at least a rough picture of what the hell the brothers have been through and why they had to go together.

Other weakpoint of Nero's is, of course, Kyrie. I actually have no idea how he leaves their home, knowing his blood attracts demons, which are already plenty in Fortuna, and with canon suggesting no special abilities to defend herself with. If something happens to her it will be devastating for him, but Nero has grew up with good support system around him, he has another adopted sibling in Nico, and now even his blood relatives are close. It will be hard, but I believe he could pull through with all of their help. (but I want nothing bad to happen to Kyrie)

Same applies for Kyrie - she will be tortured by the loss of nero if it came to that, but hopefully she will be able to work through that loss.

#why did this post turn out so long and a kind-of character opinion post I literally started on it immedeately after receiving the ask #oh well what can you do except read it I guess #i thought about adding others but to be honest the answers after nero will be pretty much the same #patty will have a terrible time if she lost nina or dante both obviously mean a lot of her #they are also her only line of defense against demons otherwise its life on the run #i feel like trish will have an easier time if she were left alone actually because she will always have History with the twins and will #never be able to fully move on from that while they remain in contact sorry for saying this but this is the only take i have on a character #forced to traumatise her friends with just her appearance alone this is a solvable issue untill someone leaves the equasion #lucia will have a bad time when matier passes as she is her only family and friend as far as we know #dmc3 cerberus won't have anymore traumatising situations because he was broken) sorry still not over my fuming over cerberus disrespect #dmc questions anon #dmc #dante sparda #vergil sparda #the sparda loser twins #nero sparda #dmc kyrie

[brandonxdylan]

#bad taste in both men and radio shows but the leather on leather is working for her #beverly hills 90210 #trish jansen #jaime bergman #90s #season 10

[mister13eyond]

thoughts/feelings on slightly-better-dads au where the diadops adopt trish into a life of supernatural crime instead of a life of attempted murder? failing that: who r the best and most fun/disastrous ot3 candidates?

GOSH THESE ARE BOTH THINGS I'VE DEVOTED A LOT OF THOUGHT TO SO PARDON ME FOR BIG BIG INFODUMP

okay, so the first scenario is... legit a scenario my partner and i are playing with in roleplay right now... so this is a pretty well-built series of thoughts that i'll try to boil down into something comprehensible

but first and foremost, I think that it's interesting if the early part of Diavolo/Doppio and Trish's history is identical up to a certain point- ie, Donatella gets knocked up during a fling, raises Trish alone, and passes when Trish is 15. I think there's something really compelling about Trish still having to build a relationship with this utter stranger that is her father? Especially with Diavolo taking her under his wing as a pupil for crime, because I think like.... If he raised her from birth, I think Diavolo would be a very different person than he is now, and I don't think he'd have nearly the same philosophy on running Passione, since I feel like a lot of his insistence on power and utmost secrecy was at the heart of his position, and if he had people who knew him and spent time with him he'd be a drastically different person than a person who essentially spent every moment of his life alone. But if he's still Diavolo- if he's still been alone until now, and he still has Passione wound tight under his control, and he hadn't tried to kill Trish to wipe clean his identity, I could see him interested in the idea of legacy. Like... Diavolo has only ever trusted one person with the full breadth of viewing all of Passione as a whole- he only has one underling that is allowed in the position of underboss- and he knows for a fact that when he dies, that person will die with him. There would be a massive power void if Passione were to dissolve, but there would also be a whole bloodthirsty mess of infighting for the position and a possible schism if it were to be proven that Passione was without a leader. So I find it really interesting thinking about Diavolo seeing in Trish an opportunity, because I think that kind of pragmatic view would be the only way he would ever give Trish a chance? Because the thing I love most about the idea of him raising her as his heir is the idea of Trish as his heir, as she is now- ruthless, motivated, confident, guarded Trish. The same Trish that was raised by a single mother, the same Trish that demands givenchy blush and sparkling water from a crew of criminals who holds her life in their hands, the same Trish that held Bruno's hand in the elevator because she was terrified. I think she would have already somewhat built a determination about this and a tolerance for violence during her time being with the Bucci gang as they escorted her, and if she had any connection to or positive relationship to them I think she'd be willing to go- okay, so i become a criminal. so what? some of the only people i've ever been able to stand are criminals. SO I REALLY LIKE THE IDEA that she gets to San Giorgio Maggiore, and instead of what goes down in the elevator, it reaches its destination and she sees Doppio. Who is apologetic that the Boss wasn't able to come pick her up in person, but he'll be looking after her in the meantime! And for a while Trish is just like, floating around with Doppio waiting for the other shoe to drop, wondering if she's just in a further limbo and when her father is going to hurry up and kill her (because she's decided, at this point, that he is undoubtedly going to kill her, and he's just prolonging it.) And Doppio says he's never seen the Boss's face before, even though he's the underboss, and so she's CONVINCED she's going to be erased, if even his underboss can't know his face. Until one night, when Doppio is asleep in his room, and Diavolo makes his introduction to her. In person. Shows her his face, and Trish is convinced this is it.

Except he makes her a deal. Because he's been observing her while she was traveling with Doppio, assessing her from afar. And he has determined that she would be a worthy successor to all that he has built. She is not capable of taking it from him- not yet- because if he viewed her a threat, she would not survive. He makes this clear. But he sees in her the potential to step into his shoes, given time, training and guidance. And he has been thinking of legacy, and the fate of Passione. Trish doesn't understand why he isn't leaving it to Doppio, but he won't give her a reason aside from a solid and resolute "he will not be able to run it without me, no matter what." And Trish and Diavolo both like... Diavolo tells her, flat out, that he does not know how to be a father to her. He does not know how to be family, he does not know how to try and step into a role as her parent. And Trish is like, that's fine, i don't really have room for another parent in my life. my mom raised me pretty damn well on her own, and I don't think anyone can ever step into the shoes she filled. so like....if they're not going to come into this trying to force some familial bond neither of them wants, he gets a chance to bond with her as a mentor. Which I think is something Diavolo is far, far more equipped to be. Because he's spent so much time in that role for Doppio, and he is very comfortable conceptually with guiding someone into their own strength and slowly immersing someone in the world of crime. AND THEN YOU GET THIS KIND OF FUN DOUBLE LIFE, LIKE.... Trish is still living with Doppio, and as far as she knows, Doppio is just the Underboss, just some guy who has never met her father in his life. She's also partially convinced he's actually a blood relative of hers, because the resemblance is uncanny (which makes her feel very Odd about Doppio's fervent, romantic devotion to the Boss, because he can't find a way to be normal about Diavolo, not when he's actually Never had anyone else around who knows that the Boss even exists or who Doppio is. He's literally never been able to talk about his work with anyone else, with the level of secrecy he needs to operate properly as the Underboss, so when he can tell Trish even a little of anything the floodgates come open and he can't hold back the clear strong, absolute devotion with which he approaches his work, and Trish figures out pretty quick that his feelings about the Boss are not purely professional. But she also can't seem to convince him that he has anything to do with the Boss bloodwise- trust me, he has absolutely no link to a nobody like me, my father died before I was born- so she figures well, it's none of HER business.)

So she's kind of nurturing this weird almost-sibling bond with Doppio, because she's convinced they're two castoffs in the same boat together, and she's kind of in this wibbly spot where the two of them could almost bond if they weren't both so hardheaded. Because Doppio is really hardheaded and kind of sees her as a threat to his relationship with the Boss, because he doesn't understand why he's being tasked with looking after her when there is so much more important work he could be doing. And she wants to connect to him, and he keeps almost letting down his walls to her, but they're both so stubborn and get into very bullheaded arguments.

And like, at the same time, by night, she's training to be the Boss's heir. And Trish is harboring this secret- that she knows who the Boss is, that she's being trained as an heir, that he revealed his face to her- because she agrees when Diavolo asks her to keep this secret, is willing to pretend to Doppio like she's never met him- while Diavolo and Doppio's secret looms just outside of either Trish or Doppio's purview- so it's a really fun double life. Doppio wakes up every morning exhausted without knowing why, finds Trish just as exhausted in the morning, and neither of them knows the other was, essentially, out all night getting no sleep and training in combat and stand power. IT'S JUST A VERY VERY FUN KIND OF TENSION AND PLAY ON THE SECRET DOUBLE LIFE TROPE? WHICH MAKES IT VERY FUN TO PUT BOTH TRISH AND DOPPIO THROUGH IT..... Trish is trying to earn favor with Diavolo as her mentor by proving herself a worthy successor, eager to learn the ropes of what it will take to run Passione, and Diavolo is telling Doppio that Doppio's most important mission right now is to act as Trish's guardian and keep her safe and cared for, and Doppio thinks Trish is just a normal civilian he has to babysit, so they're never fully honest with each other.

But at the same time, Trish and Doppio are really actually connecting as a found family in a way Diavolo and Trish are not, as Trish actually like- finds a lot of solidarity with him and wants to bond with him in a familial sense, she just- views him as a brother, to some degree. She fully thinks they may be in the same position. And Doppio really is genuinely like for the first time in his life open to actually bond to someone else, and share any aspect of his life, because he has been so, so isolated for so long. And it makes him very weak to her to some degree, like- oh no, he's making a friend? oh no? he enjoys her company? there is someone he can experience equality and solidarity with? there is someone who actually gets to know him longer than a day? so the two of them really do wind up a weird little family even as Trish has a really professional, purely business and mentee relationship with Diavolo, focused as she is on becoming an heir and growing to be a capable enough leader to run passione.

oh my god this got so long, i was going to answer the second question about most fun/chaotic ot3 partners but I don't know if I have enough words left in me after accidentally that whole spiel. I JUST THINK A SLIGHTLY-LESS-BAD-DADS-CRIME-LIFE IS SO COOL AND INTERESTING CONCEPTUALLY AND HAVE GENUINELY BEEN EXPLORING IT FOR A WHILE IN AN AU WITH MY PARTNER.... AAAAAA thank you for the good question, this sparked me to talk about this headcanon so much. it's so good THIS WAS A GOOD INFODUMP OPENING

#i love..... crime dads au.... #i love heiress trish #i love mafia trish and accidentally family doppio and trish and #longing double pining diadop where they're in love with each other but can Never be together i didn't mention that part #Diavolo is ALSO in love with Doppio and pines so fucking bad for him and it's Transparent #but Doppio believes he never CAN confess to Diavolo and will never be worthy #and Diavolo knows that it will only break Doppio's heart to be strung along by someone he can never ever meet in person ever #and will never be able to understand WHY #because Diavolo has to maintain the secrecy of his proximity to Doppio so he cannot ever let Doppio know exactly HOW things really are he- #can never tell Doppio he lives inside Doppio's heart and his mind and his hands #and he is there every moment with him #anyways it goes hand in hand with both of them connecting with Trish in a different way and her viewing them very differently but also like #causing a particular brand of tension between them #it's so good it's so fun #it's such a fun family dynamic #almost spy x family esque i guess when i think about it #..... oh my god doppio is yor diavolo is loid and trish is anya holy Fuck #diadop spy x family au...... #headcanons #diadop #diavolo #jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #trish una #vinegar doppio #diavolo jojo #jojo au

[voxaris]

furina :)

#haven't gotten arnd to doing the archon quest but. #i lke her :) #we are both the mask and the wearer babey!!!!! #trish talks

[gothixm00nz]

so i have been rewriting all of the episodes in mbav to include not only my oc but my absolute batshit insane dmc/mbav crossover because... who's gonna stop me?

anyways, it's totally fucking insane. i've had a few friends of mine proofread the things i have written and the consensus is that somehow dmc and mbav work really well together??? like unnecessarily well. maybe it's the way i write it but it's likely because nobody can deny how fucking insanely amazing dmc is.

the only thing my friends agree upon is a lil strange is that i still have v in the storyline like...? yeah. girl, i am not killing off one of the best characters in dmc5. he's just a whole new man... kind of. same body, but now he's not a part of vergil anymore bc vergil is whole. it's just v's/vergil's personality and memories, but other than that he's legitimately his own person now with free fucking will.

justice for v. fuck you andie for denying my mans.

#jk i love my bff #but i'm serious #v is still a part of the story #because it's my au and what i say goes :) #i'm not gonna kill off v or vergil because they're both so swag #also my character needs a proper mentor besides dante #who is her father #because homeboy is 50 in the storyline #he is too old to be teaching anybody #i mean not really #but he probably doesn't gaf anymore #dante is so swag #dmc #dmc5 #devil may cry #devil may cry 5 #dante sparda #vergil sparda #dmc lady #dmc trish #nero sparda #dmc oc #devil may cry oc #mbav #my babysitters a vampire #my babysitter's a vampire #benny weir #ethan morgan #sarah fox #rory keaner

[flopity-flips]

idk if this is a hot take but honestly as fun as think dante/lucia is i honestly don't think they would or could work out- at least until dante sorts through his baggage. but even then, Dante is someone who craves his humanity so bad- going so far as to outright deny his own human blood while simotaneously insisting he's human. i feel like- were he not completely emotionally wrecked by his own existence feeling like a curse- he'd want someone human. someone as far away from the life of a devil hunter or devil. but by getting involved with him they become a part of that life- one way or another, tragically or not. it's part of the fact that he's just a walking bundle of contradictions.

#i also have no vested interest or bias in Dante's relationship given that i selfship nuh uh no i do not #but it's also part of why I don't dig Dante n lady either #i feel like their relationship is complex- like #maybe once a while after dmc3 they hooked up cuz they're both sad they're both repressed and they're both a bundle of emotions #what is this tension between us? but because they're young and dumb they don't realize until after oh wait this tension was shared trauma #but even then Dante keeps everyone at arms length its p clear that lady and trish rly only stop by when they need something or they're #bored. perhaps just a wellness check on dante if he's showing signs of a slipping mental state #but in general I love the sort of sadness behind dante and lucias relationship as is rn too #that sort of heartending feeling of rejection and Dante's fear of letting her get hurt or thinking no one can love him #it makes my heart hurt and I love that shit #idk I'm rambling i saw some light chatter abt dante/lucia #but im not looking to get into ship wars over it lmao im just tossing out my two cents on the two #but my opinion should once again be taken with a grain of salt considering i selfship hard with him. im cringe but im free #devil may cry #dmc #amanda rambles #i need a tag for dmc lore musings cuz im reading this over and it just sounds like rough notes lol #just an uninterrupted nonsensical stream of consciousness lmao #oh fuck i gotta schedule an appointment with a therapist lol

[godblooded]

hot take bruce is actually agoraphobic and yes he is reclusive but it’s more than just that. he actually has intense difficulty being out in public outside the suit. his anxiety levels fucking skyrocket. he worries about not being able to say or do ‘the right thing’. he’s not simply avoiding board meetings; he’s panic-attack-terrified to go to them, too. 

#headcanon. bruce wayne. #mental illness / #[i'll do one of my famous 'kat's psych checklist' posts on it for referential purposes and so i can get a deeper sense of it. #but yeah he and trish both suffer severe bouts of agoraphobia. trish is not better about it but because her career used to be so public it's #far harder to notice how seldom she leaves her apartment and how reluctantly she lets anyone into it. #well now guess this is a trish hc too go figure. this applies a lot more when she's young.] #headcanon. trish walker. #headcanon. the performer.

[everythingroyalty]

how do you tell all marys nieces and nephews apart 😆

#not that difficult actually 😅 #jane's daughters look exactly the same as they did 18 years ago at the wedding #trish's youngest daughter looks A LOT like her eldest but more teen and less every role billie lourd has ever played #the boys are a bit harder bc they didn't really stand out as the girls did at the wedding bc they were 'just' guests #BUT both have publicly spent time with m&f's family #(jane's son went to verbier with them one year and trish's son went to the hubertus hunt with them another year) #so that makes telling them apart pretty easy 😎 #john's bio daughter wasn't at the game but she looks exactly like her mum #and his older daughter is significantly older than the others 😅 #inquiring minds #anonymous #re. fred and maz

[stuckinakillingjar]

just realized that i fucking hate headcanoning characters as siblings

#i literally wrote like 10 tags ranting about why i hate people hc sns as brothers but like that wasn't my point #actually a bucci gang post inspired me to post this because i saw someone call fugo and narancia or giorno and mista or narancia and trish #siblings and it does not feel right to me like #i love love love the gang as found family but to me that term never really entailed the whole siblinghood thing #for me found family always meant people OUTSIDE of the character's actual family being there for them and caring for them #like they're not real siblings they shouldn't call each other that #omg this is incredibly weird and a totally subjective opinion just fyi like feel free to disagree with me #but like i personally have a younger brother and i always feel incredibly uncomfortable calling people outside of him brother or sister #like my best friend once said to me that she thinks of me as a sister and internally i was like nooooo don't say that #or my literal cousin said that she wished we were sisters and i was like uhhhh #I DON'T KNOW THIS IS WEIRD TO EXPLAIN #to me (in fiction) it's just a way more beautiful concept that you're both bounded by fate and meant to be with each other #or have incredibly obvious parallels #idk why i keep thinking about narancia and trish but like #that one scene where narancia goes 'trish is me. i am trish. her wounds are my wounds' or something like that #ig it's just me finding the concept of soulmates and fate more interesting than just headcanoning characters as siblings #omg don't assume that i hate my little brother after this post btw i would die for him just fyi but this is gonna sound mean 💀 #with siblings you're kind of already stuck with each other right from the start like there's no escape unless you're like completely #abandoning you're family #you're kind of forced to love them #but with sasuke and naruto or narancia and trish for example it's like #naruto and narancia saw the parallels in sasuke and trish they saw the hurt and they chose to follow them #they weren't born in a family they aren't bound by blood they just kind of chose to love them #this post is a whole lot of nothing no one will get what i mean anyways 😭 #i'll just stop now #nica.talks #jjba #golden wind #just to clear that up this is a different scenario when we're talking about characters or people that are adopted like omg #my hcs

[causenessus]

Love Languages. | Bungou Stray Dogs

inc: dazai, chuuya, akutagawa, tecchou, jouno

written in 2nd pov (female reader implied)

song recc: do you love by trish toledo & baby bash

word count: 2324 words

pretty sure everything is written in lowercase except for names if they didn't look ugly capitalized bc aesthetics !!! had tons of fun writing this I apologize, this is barely proofread and for literally every character I got too caught up in specific examples and scenarios and just kept building off of it but I think they're kind of sweet so I hope u enjoy <3

dazai osamu - acts of service

“she peels an orange for us in the morning / she woke me up to give me half” golden girl - frank ocean

he’s terrible at taking care of himself, so someone who takes the time to care for him just makes every wall crumble

he’s probably horrible at remembering to eat as well, so if you make something for him he’ll treasure it forever

bonus points if your job requires you to wake up earlier than him (which isn’t hard, he def comes in a little later than his coworkers) and you leave something for him to eat when he wakes up or to take with him to work (or both <3)

he’ll start to look forward to waking up in the mornings in hope that you’ve made him something

never asks you if you’ll make something in specific or if you’ll even make him something at all. he adores anything you make and doesn’t want to make you feel obliged to do something if you happen to be tired and don’t want to cook tomorrow

voices all his appreciation for you when you both have laid down to go to sleep

“bella, I can’t tell you how much it means to me, all that you do. you really don’t have to make me anything if it’s a hassle in the morning or when you get home. you already work so hard.”

you turned onto your other side to face him, pushing a stray lock of hair behind his ear as you smiled, “I do it because I want to, ‘Samu. and because I love you. if I can’t spend the day with you because we’re both at work, at least I can take care of you.”

his chest buzzed with so much happiness his eyes stung for a moment. he held himself back from saying that he didn’t deserve you. saying something like that wouldn’t solve anything. instead, he’d make himself worthy of you by helping out as well

he probably can’t cook very well but he finds other ways to help, washing the dishes, doing the laundry, getting groceries, and cleaning the place so that there’s less on your plate

ask him to do anything and he’ll get it done for you as soon as possible <3

I think that for him, receiving such sweet love without any words is foreign to him but is just what he needs. he’d rather show how much he loves you than say it (although he loves to tell you it as well). getting out of bed could be so difficult for him some days, yet having a goal for himself has motivated him to become a better person. he wakes up, excited for what you may have made him and ready to do whatever he can for you

nakahara chuuya - gift giving

“they asked, ‘do you love her to death?’ I said, ‘speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life.’” - mahmoud darwish

it’s easier for him to express how much you mean to him by giving you everything you want and everything he thinks you would like

he still tells you that he loves you every chance he gets, but oftentimes it is accompanied by a gift, no matter how small it may be, from just a single rose to a whole garden

for him, it gives a new purpose in his work; he’s working in order to get you whatever your pretty heart desires

he’s proud to use his hard-earned money to buy you things (rather than spending it all on wine <3 ily chuuya)

the easiest thing he can always get you is a favorite snack or drink and he’s got a whole system for it

he knows every store it’s available at and many of the clerks are familiar with him from the sheer amount of times he’s visited them to buy something for you. it never grows old for him, his favorite thing to do is buy you something on his way home from work or during the day when he’s planning to surprise you with a visit

he keeps a mental list of what your favorite things are. you’ll tell him about something you like without thinking anything of it but he’s already planned out when and how to give the item to you. it’s always on his mind what he’ll buy you each day, and it’s always worth it seeing you enjoy whatever he’s bought you

sometimes it’s as simple as a coffee and he’ll drop by your work to give it to you in person

“hanging in there, Angel? need a little pick-me-up?” he has the biggest smile on his face every time he sees you, and bringing a gift for you with him only adds to his excitement

“you spoil me, Chuuya,” you wrap your arms around his neck, leaning further into him as he holds you in his arms.

“what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t?” he responds, rubbing your back as you sigh.

receiving gifts from you is just as sweet. no one has ever given him as many gifts as he’s given others–which is fine with him–it’s not about what he’ll get in return and he knows that not everyone expresses their love the way he does

but he’s touched whenever you get him something. since giving gifts is so meaningful to him, it means even more that someone would go through the trouble to give something back to him

he’ll keep whatever you get him close to him at all times and smile every time he sees it or remembers it

once, you bought him a new chain for his hat and he hasn’t changed it since. it only made the hat more special to him now that it reflects two people that had changed his life

akutagawa ryunosuke - words of affirmation

“my love, you are worth it all.”

we all know how the boy responded to dazai’s praise or even simply just the words “dazai wants to talk to you”

to hear a person who has persisted through his stubborn, aggressive defense say they still love him causes him to start to soften for you

he’s been surrounded by harsh words and people who have exploited him and brushed him to the side whenever he wasn’t needed all his life, so it stirs his heart to hear someone notice things about him and who tells him that they want to stay with him

it’s something reserved for solitary moments just between the two of you for sure, but that makes the time all the more special because he can let down his guard and just be with you

his past has made it hard for him to believe he is worthy of anything other than the murderous skills he’s harnessed in order to get him to where he is in the Mafia, but you’ve shown him that there’s more to him than just how well he can use Rashomon

he never bothers to try and listen to what other people are saying but he always gives his full attention to anything you have to say

he doesn’t even like to hear compliments from anyone else, he doesn’t trust them at all but he trusts and believes anything you tell him, knowing you have the purest intentions of loving and supporting him

after a job, all he wants to do is go home. by the end of the day, he’s sick of everyone around him so on the rare occasion that you decide to visit him, he won’t even notice until you call out to him

he had just finished a job, it was successful, but it had gotten messy. Mori had already told him off and he didn’t want to hear anything from anyone else. he stormed past every piece of vermin that had decided to get in his way, their whispers just barely reaching his ears

“Ryu!” you called out from amongst them, waiting by a door.

“What?” he hadn’t meant to snap, especially when he realized it was you talking to him and his face immediately relaxed when he saw you.

“oh, [y/n].” he immediately started to make his way towards you, the pounding in his head slowly starting to disappear the closer

“I came to pick you up, I’m glad I had good timing,” you smiled, offering your hand.

he took it gently, giving it a soft squeeze, “I’m sorry I responded so rudely, I didn’t–”

“you’re okay, Ryu,” you placed your other hand on top of it, looking him straight in the eyes, keeping a loving smile on your face, “you don’t ever have to be sorry. you’re doing just fine. even better, actually. I’m so proud of all your work and I’m sure you’re tired after everything today. it looked busy.”

the words erased every memory of Mori’s scolding that his head had latched on to in order to beat himself down later on. he felt his cheeks warm a little as he looked away, “you’re too kind to me, [y/n].”

tries his best to also put into words his appreciation but it’s so hard for him to verbally say it; sometimes it comes out wrong

instead, he’s opted for notes most of the time, leaving them on your bedside or in your bag, telling you how thankful he is for you and that he loves you

suehiro tecchou - quality time

“on the train we swapped seats, you wanted the window and I wanted to look at you.” - mahmoud darwish

my boy is always so busy

as soon as he’s off work he just wants to be wherever you’re at

he’d doesn’t mind silence and doesn’t care where he is as long as he’s with you

sometimes gets off work and if you’re not home yet just sneaks into your workplace to be around you

adores following you around and doesn’t always know exactly what you’re doing but he’s just happy to tag along

grocery store dates are some of his favorite moments with you

he loves everything about convenience stores

he loves food and the endless aisles of colorful packages and choices

(it gives him ideas for new food combinations <3)

once bought a himalayan salt shaker simply because

“look [y/n]! they make pink salt :0”

later put said pink salt on top of strawberry ice cream bc they were both pink

he also loves getting to look around the store all the while following you. he admires your organized grocery lists and how you’ve already planned out what you’re going to buy

once you tried to send him out to grab something in an area you’d already passed so that you could continue going down the list

“can you go grab some carrots for me, love? sorry, I forgot to pick them up when we were in the produce section.”

“of course 🙂” his heart is shattering inside of him at the thought of being separated from you.

“do you want to stay with me and we’ll go back later?” you ask, looking up at him with a knowing smile.

“yes pls”

groceries stores are not the only place you guys go tho i promise

if you’re still in school, he’ll accompany you on study dates 

never bothers you under any circumstances and if he is and you tell him he’ll stop right away

he could spend all day looking at your pretty face even if you never once looked at him <3

jouno saigiku - physical touch

“you kiss the back of my legs and I want to cry / the sun has come this close, only the sun” “GPS” - Shauan Barbosa

although he can’t see you, he knows your body by heart <3

he’s spent so much time tracing it over and over with his hands

i think his favorite thing to do, especially after a long day at work is flop onto you and just listen to your heartbeat. probably also intertwines one of his hands with yours, often runs other across your skin

loves when you touch him just as much

if he’s lying on top of you and you decide to run a hand through his hair, all of his problems have just melted away

you both have definitely fallen asleep like that countless times no matter what time of day it is

he’s always finding ways to be in close contact with you, making sure that you’re safe and near him

again, he loves loves loves to hold your hand, he’ll reach for it any chance he gets

will also settle for an arm around your shoulder though as long as you’re close to him

definitely the type to also rest his head on top of yours or on your shoulder every chance he gets

if he needs to fidget he won’t even play with his own fingers he’ll just play with yours

i think that with the loss of one sense, the other senses hold so much meaning for him

it’s easier and more meaningful for him to show his love and how much he trusts you through touch rather than just saying it out loud

comes up from behind you to hug you a lot, especially in the kitchen or when you’ve just come home he’s there immediately, hugging you to recharge

“how was your day, my love?”

you always relax in his arms, turning your head slightly to kiss his face which he’s let rest on your shoulder, “it was missing you.”

he placed a chaste kiss on your lips, “i’ll make it all up to you now, darling.”

there was one time that he let you do his hair

he’s never told you how much he enjoyed it; he didn’t even know what you had done to it, but being near your warmth is all he needs and can ask for <3

#dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #dazai osamu #chuuya x reader #nakahara chuuya x reader #nakahara chuuya #akutagawa x reader #akutagawa ryunosuke x reader #tecchou x reader #tecchou suehiro x reader #jouno x reader #jouno saigiki x reader #bsd x reader #bsd headcanons

[ashwhowrites]

Could you write an Older! Eddie x reader that is hurt/comfort to fluff, please?

Hi! Thank you for requesting. I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it <3

Too young for a ring

Eddie knew his type was looked down on. He knew that his interest in legal, but young girls was a touchy subject. His friends didn't like it, the strangers on the street gave him looks, and his family never approved. People assumed he liked younger girls based on sex and looks. But he was still a child at heart and women his age wanted to drink wine and do nothing. He didn't want that. He still wanted adventure and to have fun.

Y/N and Eddie have been together for two years and Eddie wanted to bring her to Steve's for Thanksgiving. Eddie moved out of Hawkins after high school but Steve stayed. Eddie didn't get to see him much but he tried for the holidays. He worried about bringing Y/N and knew it would go like it does every time. He'd introduce her, and they'd immediately talk to him about dating young girls. "shouldn't you get someone to settle down with?" It was Steve's favorite question.

"You'll do great!" Eddie encouraged, and his arm was thrown over Y/N's shoulder. Her nervous frame hid closer to him as they walked up to the front door.

Y/N took a deep breath and nodded. Her heart picked up when the door opened. An older man with brown hair and brown eyes stood on the other side with a smile.

"Eddie!" He cheered, Eddie removed himself from Y/N and wrapped his arms around the man. A simple hug was shared before they parted. The man's eyes are on Y/N.

"And you must be Y/N. I'm Steve." He smiled, throwing out his hand. She smiled and shook it gently. He didn't look much older than Eddie. But even then Eddie had a young face. She wouldn't have guessed he was a day over thirty.

Steve welcomed them into his house. His wife set the table as two boys played video games on the couch.

"This is my wife, Trish. " Steve introduced her, both girls sharing a smile.

~~~

Y/N felt as if the dinner went great. Steve's family was wonderful and sweet. Even his sons were kind and talked with her. Trish pulled her aside for a glass of wine. Y/N was used to cheap liquor that Eddie bought. A nice glass of wine was different on her tongue.

Eddie and Steve stepped outside to smoke. Eddie lit his cigarette, knowing the drill. He passed the lighter to Steve as he lit his cigarette.

"Alright. Come on and say it." Eddie said, puffing on his cigarette.

"Eddie," Steve sighed, "when are the young girls going to stop? She's only twenty-two. You are double her age. Don't you want a family? A wife? A real relationship?" He puffed on his cigarette.

"It is a real relationship, Steve." Eddie glared. "Just because she's young, doesn't make our relationship less real. I love her and she loves me. Why isn't that ever enough for you?"

"You say that every time Eddie! That's why. Every girl you've brought to Hawkins. You love her and she loves you. And then you dump her once she wants something more when she wants a ring and a kid. Jackie was the "love of your life" remember? But she turned twenty-six and wanted a family. So you ran." Steve explained. The frustration building over the years.

"Y/N is different." Eddie argued

"Sure she is," Steve scoffed. "Lie all you want but next time you visit, it'll be a new girl." Steve smashed his cigarette in the small ashtray.

~~~

Y/N froze when Steve opened the door, her wet eyes catching his apologetic ones. Steve coughed uncomfortably and walked past. Leaving the couple alone.

"Was he right?" Y/N asked, her voice shaking. She sniffled as she walked outside next to him.

"About what?" Eddie asked.

"Are you going to leave when I start wanting a family? When I'm no longer a young chase for you?"

Eddie's heart broke as she tried not to cry. He sighed sadly and pulled her into his chest.

"No, baby. I've done things like that in the past, the things he said were true. But I mean it when you are different. You are so different. I'm so in love with you, and I've loved you more and more in these past two years." Eddie said, a soft kiss on her forehead as she sniffled in his chest.

"Did you say the same to Jackie?" She asked, she couldn't ignore the feeling in her gut. What if she was just another girl? Would a new girl be standing here in a few years? She wanted a future with Eddie, they talked about a family and a wedding, and they already lived together.

"No. " Eddie said truthfully, "I thought I loved her. And I thought I was in love with her. Steve thinks I run at the mention of a family because I'm scared. But the truth was that with all those girls, I never could see a family with them. I ran away because it wasn't what I wanted. But you..." Eddie trailed off. He pulled himself back, letting go of her. She watched confused as he got down on a knee.

"Eddie?" She asked, her heart pounding as he grabbed her left hand. There was no way he was on his knee, right?

"But with you, I see it all. I see us moving into a new house, I see a wedding with your beautiful dress. I see us having kids, as many as my body can allow at my age." He joked, a laugh escaping her as she held her hand over her mouth. "I want everything with you. And I planned to ask you once we got home. But maybe now is the best time to do it "

She gasped as he reached into his jacket pocket and took out a small black box. Her tears turned into tears of happiness as he opened the box.

"Will you marry me?" He asked, his nerves turning his stomach in knots. He never thought he'd be able to do this. All the girls and women, nothing felt like what this relationship did. No one felt like her.

"YES!" she screamed, her hand shaking. His hand shook as he placed the ring on her finger. He felt relieved once he saw the ring on her finger. He wasn't scared, he didn't feel like it was a mistake. He almost felt like that ring was always meant to be on her finger.

Eddie stood up, she immediately threw herself in his arms. She excitedly laughed as she squeezed him.

Eddie squeezed her back, his face in her neck as he took in the moment.

Eddie knew she was different. He dragged out the truth with all the other girls. He ran the second they wouldn't believe him anymore. But with Y/N he never felt like he wanted to run. He wanted to be by her side every second.

~~~

"Well Steve, looks like you were wrong about this one," Trish said, watching as the couple on their porch shared a kiss.

"I think this is the only time I'm fine with Eddie being right." Steve teased, a smile on his face as he watched the newly engaged couple celebrate.

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[angomay]

coupla trish doods that were getting out of hand… thinking about her a normal amount

[ID: Two digital drawings of Trish from Devil May Cry. The first is cropped at her mid thigh and depicts her facing away from the camera with a hand on her hip. Her hair is flowing behind her. An orange and yellow pattern vaguely resembling lighting flanks her on one side. The second is done in a chibi style and covers a portion of the first. She is standing while holding Luce over her head and Ombra down by her side. She is backed by a shape resembling a lightning bolt. The background is white with a muted, cool-toned square backing them both. The same pattern from before is repeated in the top right corner of the square. End ID]

#dmc 1 u will always be famous. maybe not for the reasons u envisioned though #may’s art #devil may cry #trish

[mister13eyond]

In place of brain right now there is only diadonadop

#i just think the idea of Donatella Una romancing a cute boy while she's on vacation #only for a full second boyfriend to pop out of him like athena from the head of zeus #is extremely funny #like she got double prizes #i know we only got like 5 seconds of donatella characterization #but what we got was delightfully weird #and we see a lot of her reflected in trish (down to the mineral water!) so i think we can extrapolate a lot of her personality from trish #so i hc her as very expressive and bossy and eccentric and hardheaded #and i love the idea of her interactions with both diavolo and doppio as a result #like i imagine she and doppio get along like a house on fire #They're on the same weirdo wavelength and theyre best friends as well as lovers #meanwhile she is an absolute thorn in Diavolo's side but #unfortunately one that charms him quite a bit #so he always folds under her demands #and it's unfortunately very cute

[orphetoon]

I am grabbing you by the throat and begging to hear more about your jojo ace attorney crossover do you think kira would be a good stand in for Shelly de killer or von karma and also if Trish is gios assistant would that mean diavolo would be Morgan fey also doppio as that one fucking annoying kid with the camera from AA 1 case 3

i think kira could be a pretty good de killer stand in! i imagine josuke as a detective in this au, so it could work

but for the most part i dont see this as like. a one to one replacement of characters if that makes sense? in my head aa1 in this universe is basically golden wind, with diavolo being the 'final boss'. it is funny to think of doppio appearing as a witness or even as the tutorial prosecutor lol

for aa2 i see jolyne becoming the assistant character. gio probably clears her after shes framed and they both get sucked into joestar family drama (which is just as bad as fey family drama). dahlia is replaced by dio, who's like a hundred year old ghost that keeps on trying to kill any and all joestars he can or something.

since i rambled abt trish and jolyne heres a doodle for ya

#ask #jjba #ace attorney #need a name for this au. joce jotterny #if u need closure on family drama in this au just become gio's assistant

[auteurdelabre]

Code Broken (4/5) SERIES dark!Joel x f!reader

Summary: After your last horrible interaction with Joel you run into him months later. Things don't go as expected.

Rating: 18+ (

Word Count: 3.2

Warnings: This is a very dark!Joel fic with lots of dubious consent. Yes, the f!reader gets into it eventually but I believe y'all can see how its dubious. Unprotected p in v sex, coming on v, semi-public sex, desk sex, rough sex.

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Chapter 4: I will Survive

You barely make it through the night. 

You've begun packing, throwing your clothes into a duffel before the sun cracks through the sky.

For the next two months you stay at Trish's. In her guest room that will soon become the babies room. It's decorated in blues and greens and feels peaceful.

You tell her that your home needs repairs. That you need somewhere to stay. Cliff is so kind to you, never making you feel like a burden. 

"When do you think the repairs will be done?" Trish asks you one morning, sounding strained and you can tell your visit is rapidly becoming overstayed. 

"Funny you mention that, because it's actually finished tomorrow," you chirp happily. "Just found out." 

Despite the community's size you haven't run into Joel. You overheard rumors that he has left for a few months on some mission with Tommy, but you never care to check the veracity. 

You don't care. You never want to see Joel Miller again. 

///

It's April before you do.

He's returned after months away. He looks leaner, his hair longer, it curls at the back. You catch him leaving his house just as your walking up to yours. 

You both lock eyes and go still. He blinks rapidly, his mouth parting slightly when all of a sudden you hear Tess call your name and you flinch. 

She gives you a short wave which you return weakly before she walks up to Joel with a strained smile. 

You dart into the house, feeling Joel's eyes on you the whole time. 

////

When you have Trish over one night and she sees Joel walking into his house she tells you that Tess and Joel aren't together anymore. 

"She's with some guy across town," Trish tells you as she strokes her swollen belly one night over at your place. "Has been for a while. Does patrols with him."

You realize it only took so long to notice because you willed yourself not to think about that house or its inhabitants. 

"Makes more sense to me than grumpy ever did," Trish says with a wave towards his place. 

You nod but Trish has adopted a frown and her eyeline is wet. Ever since she's been pregnant she's been more emotional. 

"But now he's all alone again."

'"Maybe he deserves it," you answer tightly.  

///

In early June there's an unexpected heat wave that has all sorts of insects popping up. 

You talk with your coworkers and they tell you the horses will need blankets to keep them protected. Midges, one of the women tell you. Midges are horrible for those baby foals.

You're in charge of delivering them that warm afternoon, your hair sticking to your temples as you round the barn. 

Markus is there tethering some of the horses. He smiles when he sees you arrive, waving and ushering you into the large office to cool down.

It’s nice in here, a large desk and window with chairs that smell like fresh pine. They must have been carved here because they are so ornate, so delicate to have been moved from place to place.

"I like your dress," Markus offers with a shy smile as he passes you the metal water bottle he carries everywhere. You take a grateful sip before pushing it back to him.

"Oh," you thank him, fingering the skirt of the dress with its warm butter yellow color and sweet hand embroidered daisies. You motion to the blankets in your arms. 

"Just dropping these off before I head home."

"Perfect," Markus takes some of the pile from you gratefully. "The new babies are gonna love 'em. The midges are brutal this year."

"Happy to help."

Another figure strides into the building, shaking the bag his shoulder as he enters, speaking gruffly. 

"Fucking hot out there. Gonna need extra water for the foals. And something to cover 'em with."

It's Joel Miller. 

Of course it is. 

"Good timing," Markus laughs in Joel's direction before motioning to you standing there with the blankets in your arms. "She just brought a bunch of blankets for them."

Joel stills as his focus moves to include you. He holds himself stiffly, trying not to draw attention to his sudden behavioral anomaly. You're hidden behind Markus, not wanting to be seen by Joel. 

"Uh, Nightshade needs to be tied up," Joel finishes lamely, his words drifting off when he sees how close you are to Markus. 

"Already done."

Joel glances at the bundle of blankets that are still in your arms then casts a sharp look at your face. You drag your eyes away, forcing them to Markus.

“Thanks for the water.”

Joel moves into the cramped office in the back of the building, his wide shoulders flexing under his t-shirt as he goes. You do your best not to follow his frame as it leaves. 

"It's nice to talk to ya,' Markus says, turning back to face you. "Feels like it's been a while. Miss us all hangin' out."

You see Joel stopping at the door of the office, reaching to grab something on the wall. You try your best to ignore him.

Despite the fact that Markus and you aren't dating, you realize it must not look that way to Joel. 

"Same here." You feel your pulse picking up a bit. "I'm happy the baby is here safe and healthy. Just not happy that it came so early we didn't have a proper send off party."

"There's always the wedding next month," Markus suggests. "You better save me a dance."

You can feel Joel's glare from here. 

"Only if you don't mind being seen in public with the worst dancer in Jackson City," you laugh. Your voice is cheery and you're smiling warmly, but the chill of Joel's glare is going through you. 

You make a move to leave, anxious to be away from him. But Markus taps you gently on the wrist, forcing your attention back.

"I wanted to know if you were around for a drink tonight." Markus says abruptly, his voice lowered so Joel can't hear. 

He winds rope around his palm and bicep, looking to you expectantly. You're confused at the intensity in Markus' face.

"Should we invite -"

"Just you and me."

His reply surprises you. After the incident in your bedroom with Markus back in December you two haven't been alone together. Haven't spoken about it and that's suited you just fine. 

You'd just thought about it as a onetime fling for the both of you. But judging by the way Markus' gaze is drifting down your body he's hoping for a repeat performance. And why not? You're both single, both attractive. Why shouldn't you give into those carnal desires? 

"I thought maybe we could hang out at your place after," Markus says softly. "Only if you want."

You feel your cheeks pink at the confirmation. You can see Joel in your peripherals busying himself. You wonder how much he's heard and then decide you hope he's heard it all. Fuck him. 

"Sure. I'd love to." 

"Yeah?" Markus looks both relieved and excited. "Pick you up at eight?"

"Sounds great."

"Markus!" Joel barks sharply from inside his office. "Last time I checked animals die when they're dehydrated."

Markus ducks his head bashfully. "Sorry Joel! On it!"

You watch him give a pleased smile that rouges his cheeks as be begins filling up the water pails. Markus moves past you out into the stables, the door shutting behind him. 

Then it's just you and Joel. He's in the office writing, you can hear the scratch of the old ballpoint. You consider just leaving but you hate how he just treated Markus. And if you don't stop it now, it'll just continue. 

You march into his office with the bundle of blankets. 

"Couldn't give them water yourself?"

"It's his job," Joel replies. 

"You know what I mean." Your tone is cool and even. "Shouting at him like that? Ordering him around?"

"I wasn't. You must be reading into things. You're good at that." He lets the pen fall onto the desk at that. "You're not actually going out with him are you?"

"Why do you care?" 

Any amusement in Joel's eyes is gone. "Gonna let him fuck you?" 

You bite back a scathing comment and instead you throw the bundle of blankets you've been holding onto his desk. His notes go fluttering everywhere. 

"Tell the group if you need more," you spit. "I'll get Mary to drop them off next time."

Joel's cheeks have gone red, his jaw ticking at her clenches his teeth. You knew messing up his desk would piss him off and you're pleased. But his eyes aren't hard, they're impossibly heated and they're trailing over your dress, exposed now that you've dropped the fabric onto his desk. 

You can almost hear the sound of his brain buffering when he realizes what you're wearing. 

The yellow sundress with embroidered daisies. And you’re taken back to months ago, standing outside the Tipsy Bison with Joel looking uncharacteristically earnest as he spoke.

“Do you remember what you were wearin’ that night?”

“No”

“Dress. Yellow with little flowers. You could see your tits through the fabric, hard nipples 'n all. You kept bumping into me, your skin all smooth. I couldn't stay there beside you the whole movie. Not when you looked like that. Not when all I could think about was fucking you.”

You don't have enough time to react. He rises up from behind his desk, stalking in your direction before he kicks the door behind you closed.  

"Joel what-"

He large hands go to your shoulders and he brings down the straps of your dress harshly, tugging the top down and freeing your naked breasts to the air. You gasp.

"I was mad at myself for wantin' you so bad. Wanted to punish you for makin’ me want you.”

Your nipples crinkle under his tongue, his hands cupping your breasts, kneading them between licks and sucks to those straining nubs. 

Anything you were about to say is erased. Gone from your mind and replaced with the sensation of Joel's mouth on you. He sucks, tongue laving at you as shots of electricity pull through your body, tugging at your navel.

Your hand is at the back of his neck, tangled in his curls, urging him to take more. To suck and taste and lick. You tilt your head back, exposing the column of your throat. 

But then he stretches and takes you by the elbow, whirling you around to face away from him. With a sharp movement he clears his desk completely, sending blankets and paper and pens sailing to the ground before bending you over it. 

He bunches your dress up to your hips before tugging down your panties. 

"You're fucking cruel," Joel grunts and you can hear him fumbling with his belt buckle and zipper. You know he's not going to be patient when you feel his cock being slotted against the seam of your cunt. 

"You knew what you were doing," he grunts as he thrusts up into you causing your body to jolt. "You knew the minute you put on that dress."

You moan by way of reply because right now he feels so fucking good. He's got one hand braced between your shoulder blades, holding you down and propping your ass at an angle so you can best take his cock through your swollen and dripping folds. 

He feels so right between your thighs and you never want him to stop. You don't care that he's a bastard. You want him, you need him. 

"Tried to make me feel bad all those months," Joel is mumbling through hisses of pleasure. "Acted like you didn't want me."

"I didn’t"

"Well she did," Joel growls, sliding his fingers over your clit. Tingles shoot their way through your entire body. 

You moan at the desire clouding his voice like smoke. You’re nodding, gasping "Yes" over and over like a prayer. 

"You let me taste paradise and took it away," Joel growls as he fucks you. "Ignored me. Let me believe you didn't want me."

"I don't want you," you gasp, your cheek biting into the wood of the table.

“Yeah you do," Joel says as he licks his lips. "Otherwise you wouldn't be here letting me fuck you on my desk with a pussy so wet she's already left a puddle."

"I'm not --"

"If you hated this you wouldn't be tryin' to keep quiet so your little boyfriend doesn't hear me fucking you."

"Not my b-boyfriend," you argue without power behind your words. You don't care about Markus. All you care about is coming on Joel's cock. 

"Good ,"Joel rasps, pulling at your hair and causing you to arch back off the table. "Cuz he hasn't been fucking you right. Maybe he needs some lessons on satisfying you because I know how much you love taking cock." 

You're trying to formulate a reply but you're boneless, your body jolting with every thrust. He feels so good, his fingers working your clit as he slams into you. He's nudging your feet apart with his boots so he can fuck you deeper. 

"Or maybe I'll just get you to make deliveries here every week," Joel grunts into your ear, his hips slapping into your ass loudly. "Then I'll make you suck my cock under my desk while I have a meeting with your boyfriend. How does that sound?"

You're moaning at the thought of it. You hate that this taboo acknowledgement is turning you on so much. 

"You like that?" Joel is pounding you harder now, his movements severe. His hips snack against your bare ass as you take his cock deeper. The desk jumps a little with each thrust. 

"You like the idea of bein' fucked in secret, pretty eyes? My dirty little secret?"

The pleasure of his words and his cock is rolling you over the edge. He feels so perfectly there filling you so wonderfully. He’s jerked you back to him, his tongue licking at the pulse of your neck.

"You locked your window," Joel rasps, nipping your chin. "Why’d you keep it locked?"

"I was mad at you," you answer through grunts. 

"Liar," Joel hisses at you, his cock thrusting in and out, grazing your clit. He forces you back over the desk, bending and accommodating his girth as his hips shifts against the meat of your ass. "Tell the truth."

"I was . .. scared."

"Of what."

"Of you."

A swift palm comes to strike your ass cheek. Not hard, not painful, but surprising. 

"Truth," is all he says before his palm rubs over where he slapped. He's pulling you back against his cock, fucking you still. 

"I was afraid Tess-"

Another smack to your ass. "Try again."

"People breaking in -"

Another smack. And another one when you try another lie. 

"Cuz if I left it unlocked I knew you were gonna use it," you finally admit, your face flushed and your eyes wet. "And I wasn't gonna be able to say no."

"There we go," Joel soothes, rubbing his palm along your flanks. His thumb comes to your chin, tilting your head back so your eyes are on him. "You want me to use it, don't you?"

"No," you lie, your hips moving in tandem with his. You're close, so close to that bliss.. 

"Fucking liar," Joel growls lowly. 

Then he pulls from you viciously and you cry out, immediately missing the sensation. He whirls you around to face him before shoving you up onto the desk. He steps between your parted thighs with your legs on either side of his hips and his cock is slipping into you again. You hold his shoulders, bouncing against him and biting your lip to keep from moaning. 

"You walk around in this fucking dress, throwing yourself anyone but me?" Joel is panting as he glares down at you, his thumb circling the pearl of your clit as you arch against him. "I already told you this cunt is mine. No one fucks it but me."

"Not yours-" you're slurring. 

"She's mine, baby" Joel assures you, pulling out savagely and then realigning himself up at you entrance. "Just look how she takes me."

You hate yourself for looking, but you do. You look down the length of your body and watch as Joel's beautiful cock slides into you. Its wet and thick and so fucking gorgeous. But it's Joel's eyes, his big beautiful blackened eyes half-lidded and smirking down at you that has you squirming with pleasure.

"Joel," you whimper. "Feels..."

"Feels good, doesn't it?"

His voice so soft and smooth. You nod, your body jerking with every deep thrust.

"Cuz this cunt is mine, isn't she, pretty eyes?"

You nod again. 

"You gonna let that boy touch my cunt?"

You shake your head. 

"Gonna let him fuck your mouth?"

Another shake of your head.

"Use your words."

"Only you."

He smiles serenely at you, his hips shifting and circling. He extends this pleasure, watching your face as you groan out his name, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. 

"Atta girl," Joel coos. 

Your body is tingling as your orgasm hits through you like a warm bath, spreading through every part of your body, making you tremble and whimper, making a mess where the two of you remained joined, Joel’s cock still. 

"Oh yes, baby," Joel croons as he watches you spasm on his cock. "Feels so good doesn't it? I always know how to make you feel good."

When you come down he pulls himself out with a long grunt and begins to stroke himself in earnest. 

"Where do you want it?"

Still panting you look up at Joel with a dazed smile. He watches you lean back until you're laying with your spine flush on the desk. You spread your legs for him there, putting yourself on full display for him. 

He makes a low groaning noise, murmuring about her can't wait to taste you again as you're sliding your palm down your abdomen, your second and middle finger coming to part the glistening lips of your pussy to him. You look up at him through your lashes, smiling. 

"There?" Joel chokes out, his eyes fixed on the delicious sight of your soaking cunt exposed lascivious for him. 

"Yeah," you say with a sigh, tilting back. "Right there."

"F-fuck-k," he chokes out, his eyes fixed between your legs. "She wants my come."

"She does," you whimper, parting your thighs further.  

Joel's hand is a blur, pumping and circling. 

"Mark my pussy with your come, Joel." You beg, your hands pressing your thighs open to the desk. "She's yours."

He gives out a garbled grunt as he comes, thick ropes hitting your thighs and cunt, decorating you with his spend as you murmur your desire for more and more.

He's panting above you, one hand still braced on the desk. He watches you laying there looking up at the ceiling with a small smile on your face. 

With one of the blankets he cleans you up the best he can, tucking himself away and then he grins, reaching for you and pulling you to sit atop the desk. He's still in the vee of your legs but he brings your dress down, covering you. 

You look at him questioningly. This is usually the part where he leaves. The silence. Instead his eyes are warm and one of his hands comes to cup your cheek.

"So perfect," he says moving his face towards yours. You know he's about to kiss you and you tilt away from him. You two don’t kiss. Not really. He looks irritated until he sees the tears gathered along your lash line. 

Joel's other hand goes to cup your other cheek and he gently cranes your face towards his. 

“What’s the matter?”

“I’m horrible,” you whisper, sniffling.

"How are you horrible?"

"Because I don't do things like this," you explain through sniffling. "I don't have sex with perfectly nice guys in windows so other guys can jerk off to it. I don't let strangers fuck my mouth and come on me and then have them go down on me and act don't care if I see them again. I don’t hate someone and then let them fuck me like this. I don't fuck men in relationships."

"I'm not with-"

"But you were and we did."

"It was my fuck up," Joel tells you in a rumble. "Not yours. You went along with it but I never shoulda done it. Not when I was with Tess, not when I knew how I felt about y-"

He stops abruptly seeing that you’re shaking your head, tears beginning in earnest. 

"Pretty eyes don't cry, please."

It's the first time he's used the nickname outside of a sexual activity between the two of you and it startles you to staring up at him. 

"Please," he all but whispers. He's so close you could count the freckles along his lean neck. 

"Stop," you insist, wrenching from him.

Joel stumbles back as you push him from you. You throw yourself from the table and stride from the room out into the barn, slamming the door before he can say another word.

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