#hiss snarl etc
catnpc · a month ago
disney is just not your friend. i don’t care what gay subtext (or even gay Text) they put in children’s animation show #536, they are a for-profit corporation that will green light whatever they think will make the most money and abandon you whenever they decide your identity won’t do that. i don’t care that some creative working for disney “fought hard” to get your gay ship to be canon or “fought hard” for lgbt representation. pay that creative directly. talk about how happy you are within the context of disney being a horrific embodiment of late-stage capitalist corporate hegemony and control. people who i know are leftists continue to insist on supporting content born from the poisoned tree of the disney corporation because they don’t want to have to put in the work of pirating/ignoring whatever disney churns out that is designed to pander to them. disney is not your friend. none of disney’s intellectual properties are your friend. if you cannot responsibly consume disney content—meaning, you are always aware of the insidious nature of said content and act accordingly—then you should not consume it at all. your children’s show is not the exception, it is the literal embodiment of the rule.
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vldkeith · 16 days ago
ex voltronnies are so. they are so.
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megabuild · 2 months ago
etho has been meandering aimlessly since the rest of BEST died and couldnt put his whole energy into the final fight and thats why he goes down so easily obvs [projects my own meaning into ethos death before his POV even goes up]
THIS THIS THIS ^ I was literally thinking that in regards to like. Well I've talked about how a lot of the deaths this season feels pointless and thinking that's because the characters have nothing to fight for and are giving up easy and I can definitely see that with etho. He literally says to cleo earlier in the ep that they've both lost everything and all they have is each other, and as soon as cleo goes down he's like Well shit I give up.
The only reason I can think for him to keep fighting was to get revenge against Grian for killing Bdubs, and you see Scott take Grian out literal seconds before Etho dies- maybe he just managed to hold on until he saw Grian's body fall, and that was all he needed. Even if it wasn't him, the knowledge that Grian didn't get away with it was enough.
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gayaruakise · 4 months ago
Benefits of characters with wings: can cup their beloveds face with their hands whilst haphazardly draping their wings around the object of their affections to emulate something adjacent to a hug.
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avvocarlo · 3 months ago
blokes on tumblr are now awkwardly protesting in the streets for more notes on their selfies. this is no matter how bad the angle is or if there's a bit of garbage on their chin
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kvron1117 · 7 months ago
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remember that raincoat drawing i did of him? yeah
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morgutio · 5 months ago
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suitmotif · 9 months ago
it’s gay as fuck for a man to have light-colored hair.
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745sticky · 7 months ago
i want to make art that like means something but i simply cannot do that + i fully believe this is my biggest failure
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worsh1p · 3 months ago
one abandonment away from turning into the joker <3
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catnpc · 4 months ago
used to enjoy the by talos meme but then a specific blogger i hate used it and now every time i see it i get angry. the trials and tribulations of mental illness i suppose
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vldkeith · a month ago
every time someone is like “omg early seasons keith! when he was expressive and cute! i love him!” it irritates me so much. bc like! that was the Real Keith before they mangled his character! the more you talk about “well there’s early seasons keith and then there’s later seasons keith” the more you’re. validating the existence of later seasons keith (ie keith smith) as still keith, and i just think that even most ppl who think this way don’t actually see “later seasons keith” as keith, they just don’t know how else to express it. but like. it’s not that hard to just call expressive cute funny hothead keith keith. let’s stop identifying anything from later seasons as an actual portrayal of the characters we know and start calling it what it is: the result of bad and ooc storytelling from a team that didn’t care enough.
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Affirmed - to confirm or ratify, to state or assert positively; maintain as true.
Articulated - to utter clearly and distinctly; pronounce with clarity.
Belittled - to regard or portray as less impressive or important than appearances indicate; depreciate; disparage.
Bemoaned - to express distress or grief over; lament, to regard with regret or disapproval.
Bid - to express (a greeting, farewell, benediction, or wish), to command; order; direct.
Blurted (out) - to utter suddenly or inadvertently; divulge impulsively or unadvisedly.
Chimed (in) - to break suddenly and unwelcomely into a conversation, as to express agreement or voice an opinion.
Chuckled - to laugh softly or amusedly, usually with satisfaction.
Conceded - to acknowledge as true, just, or proper; admit.
Concurred - to accord in opinion; agree.
Contended - to assert or maintain earnestly, to strive in debate; dispute earnestly, to struggle in opposition.
Conveyed - to communicate; impart; make known.
Cried (out) - to utter or pronounce loudly; call out, to utter inarticulate sounds, especially of lamentation, grief, or suffering, usually with tears.
Croaked - to speak with a low, rasping voice, to utter a low-pitched, harsh cry, as the sound of a frog or a raven.
Deplored - to regret deeply or strongly; lament, to disapprove of; censure.
Disparaged - to speak of or treat slightingly; depreciate; belittle, to bring reproach or discredit upon; lower the estimation of.
Divulged - to disclose or reveal (something private, secret, or previously unknown).
Folded - to yield or give in.
Fretted - to feel or express worry, annoyance, discontent, or the like.
Giggled - to laugh in a silly, often high-pitched way, especially with short, repeated gasps and titters, as from juvenile or ill-concealed amusement or nervous embarrassment.
Grinned - to smile broadly, especially as an indication of pleasure, amusement, or the like.
Grunted - to grumble, as in discontent, to utter the deep, guttural sound characteristic of a hog.
Hissed - to express disapproval or contempt by making this sound, to make or emit a sharp sound like that of the letter s prolonged, as a snake does, or as steam does when forced under pressure through a small opening.
Hollered - to cry aloud; shout; yell.
Howled - to utter a loud, prolonged, mournful cry, as that of a dog or wolf, to utter a similar cry in distress, pain, rage, etc.; wail.
Inquired - to seek information by questioning. 
Lamented - to feel or express sorrow or regret for, to mourn for or over.
Mewled - to cry, as a baby, young child, or the like; whimper.
Moaned - to utter moans, as of pain or grief, to utter (something) inarticulately or pitifully, as if in lamentation.
Mocked - to attack or treat with ridicule, contempt, or derision, to deceive, delude, or disappoint.
Murmured - to make a low or indistinct sound, especially continuously, to speak in a low tone or indistinctly.
Muttered - to complain murmuringly; grumble, to utter words indistinctly or in a low tone, often as if talking to oneself; murmur.
Nagged - to find fault or complain in an irritating, wearisome, or relentless manner (often followed by at), to annoy by persistent faultfinding, complaints, or demands.
Proclaimed - to announce or declare in an official or formal manner, to announce or declare in an open or ostentatious way, to indicate or make known publicly or openly.
Recited - to give an account of, to repeat the words of, as from memory, especially in a formal manner.
Retorted - to reply to, usually in a sharp or retaliatory way; reply in kind to, to answer (an argument or the like) by another to the contrary.
Roared - to utter a loud, deep cry or howl, as in excitement, distress, or anger, or to laugh loudly or boisterously.
Scorned - to reject, refuse, or ignore with contempt or disdain.
Seethed - to be in a state of agitation or excitement.
Shrilled - betraying some strong emotion or attitude in an exaggerated amount, as antagonism or defensiveness.
Snarled - to growl threateningly or viciously, especially with a raised upper lip to bare the teeth, as a dog.
Snickered - to laugh in a half-suppressed, indecorous or disrespectful manner.
Snivelled - to weep or cry with sniffling, to utter with snivelling or sniffling.
Sneer - to smile, laugh, or contort the face in a manner that shows scorn or contempt.
Snorted - to express contempt, indignation, etc., by a similar sound.
Sobbed - to weep with a convulsive catching of the breath.
Taunted - to reproach in a sarcastic, insulting, or jeering manner.
Uttered - to give audible expression to; speak or pronounce: said.
Wailed - to express in wailing; cry or say in lamentation.
Waived - to refrain from claiming or insisting on; give up, to put aside or dismiss from consideration or discussion.
Weeped - to weep for (someone or something); mourn with tears or other expression of sorrow. 
Whimpered - a whimpering cry or sound, to cry with low, plaintive, broken sounds.
Whined - to utter a low, usually nasal, complaining cry or sound, as from uneasiness, discontent, peevishness, etc.
Yielded - to give up or surrender (oneself).
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nekomasmeow · 9 months ago
You’ll Always Be Mine
Themes:Breeder, Mafia, Protective, Yanderish, family etc.
A/N: Ya’ll always wanted this and I’m here to give it to you
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He sat there watching you, his rings on his finger clinking slightly whenever his fingers moved
Black suit and hair down was how he presented himself today and you couldn’t keep your eyes off him
But the little rugrats around you wanted to play and you didn’t object
They were kids from the mafia and you never questioned when they showed up to the house begging to play with Bokuto or you
Akaashi, his right hand man would bring in the children gathered up in his arms and you’d smile brightly and run over taking them and play with them
Today was the same, except they interrupted some private time
You didn’t mind one bit, as you could always play with him later, but the kids parents rarely let them come over during certain days
Bokuto was having to take deep breaths to control the ragging boner he was hiding underneath the table trying to work on some papers
One of the kids, Aoi, was bokuto’s niece that loved him with all her heart
She was about 4 and she loved you dearly, but right now she was crying softly
Hearing her cries Bokuto eyes snap up and he sees you taking care of it
She was leaning her head on your shoulder and the last bit of sanity he had broke in that moment
He needed you he needed to be in you
My god, it was killing him, the pen in his hand made a cracking sound which Akaashi noticed and then followed his eyes to you
“Alright kids, let’s get you back to your parents.” Akaashi calls sweetly and they all ring a yes back and follow him out of the office
Starting with the clean up you hum gently not even seeing Bokuto get up nor hear him until you’re pressed up against the door
“Now now, teasing me?” He asks and juts his hips up which has you whine feeling the hard cock pressed against your ass
“Teasing you how?” You ask softly actually confused but not caring at the moment
“Really want my cock him? Pump you full of my cum? God the thought of you pregnant with my child, drives me crazy.” He growls his thick hand reaching around and squeezing your neck
The cold metal burns your raging skin as you grind against him
“Bo.....” you whine softly your own hand going to his to clasp it gently
“Oh baby, you want it hmmm? Do you want me to pump you full? Have you carry our baby?” He snarls his teeth grazing your neck
Fuck.....yes I want that, please please want you inside me.” You whine loudly
A gasp rips from your mouth when he spins you around and slams you against the door harder
His hand stays on your neck while the other runs over your body and then locks the door knowing no one will bother you two now
“Are you sure? Because when I do this, I won’t ducking stop.” He mumbles against your skin as his lips leave his marks while that ring clad hand skims your panties
Dark chuckles leave his lips when he feels the wetness that was almost leaking knowing it has been gathering from earlier
“Yes, Bo. I want this, I want you.” You whisper hands resting on his jaw and pulling him to look at you
His gorgeous amber eyes stare at your own eyes, eyes that raged with hunger, need, primal, something....unhuman like swirled in those eyes you loved so much
Pulling away slowly he moves different this time, his hair being pushed out of his eyes while you smile and lean in
This time, it wasn’t harsh or fast but gentle and slow
His lips moved so slow you wanted to cry
Thick strong arms wrap around your body and lifts you up as you tug his hair a groan escaping and vibrating into your own mouth
He walks backwards before bumping into his desk
Not even looking he swipes everything off the desk, with things breaking and other just clanking onto the ground he lays you down on the cold wood
Skin burns as he moves his hands over your skin before pulling off your clothes
Breasts perk up from the metal of his fingers touching them gently
“Bo...please.” You whimper arching up your hips slightly as he stands over you
Panties and dress pants grind against one another as he leans down taking one tit into his mouth the other twisting and pulling slowly
“So good, don’t stop please.” The plea egging him on as he licks and nips before pulling away and kisses down from your naval to your pussy
“How pretty you look, the way this stomach will grow, your tits inflating. Fuck, I just need a mental picture.” He whispers before removing his pants
With a sort of tease he pulls your panties down and chuckles at the way your juices stick to you and the fabric
Warm lips press into your thighs with the only sight of his eyes boring into you before gasping
A warm muscle slowly nudges your pussy apart as you grind against his mouth the ache exploding with the pleasure
“You taste so good, please baby.” He mumbles and closes his eyes as he holds your hips while he fucks you with his tongue before pulling apart and laying a soft kiss
Getting up to return the favor he stops you which has you confused until you see he got rid of his pants and boxers sometime
“No no, this is about you.” He whispers and kisses you which has you smile, but then you realize you were still on his lips and pull away
Moving to get into position you Yelp when he pulls you into him while his cock lays on your hip
God you loved his cock, it was thick, so thick it was almost ridiculous
He has good length too, but the thickness god the feeling of being full when he enters you was the best
“Ready?” He asks softly and with a nod of your head he doesn’t waste a second before slamming into you
“FUCK!” You scream as your walls clench and spasm with pain from the sudden growth and intrusion
“Easy love, just breath.” He whispers softly and rubs comforting circles below your naval knowing it will help
“Move god please move!” You cry and he doesn’t answer with words but with the thrust of his hips
He pulls you into him as he just fucks into you deeply, meeting your cervix which has your eyes roll
No thoughts passed between you two only him holding you and you tightening around him
“I love you, god I love you Y/n, please fuck.” He mumbles and kisses you
His kiss was soft and comforting, but the thrusts were the opposite
They were messy, craving the need to fill you with his cum
“M close.” You whimper which has him groan into your neck as he moves faster the tightening of his thighs are felt on your ass
“Come for me baby, come with me.” He groans as the last one was the tip over
You whimper into his chest with the awkward feeling in you now
He rarely cums in you, unless it was safe, but this time it felt weird you’d never get used to that feeling
Bokuto laughs softly and kisses you on the forehead as he whispers sweet nothing in your ear
4 months later
You lay outside beside the pool soaking up the warm spring weather that made you comfortable
Eyes snap open quick when you feel someone watching you
With a turn of your head you see those amber eyes latched onto you
“Bo.” You mumble softly
He didn’t have to hear his name to know you said it as he stepped off the deck and walks down to you
You, you who is 3 months pregnant with a small belly that made him so damn crazy that he wished you could stay pregnant
“My baby.” He mumbles which has you roll your eyes knowing he wasn’t speaking to you
Large hands cover that baby bump and you hiss from the metal of the rings
“Sorry love.” He whispers kissing you before kissing your stomach
“Bo, I’m fine okay you don’t need to hover so much.” You say kissing his cheek but he doesn’t waver
“You’re holding my child, I’m going to hover.” He snarls lowly which has you raise an eyebrow
Ever since he found out you were pregnant he has been different, protective but to a high extreme
“I’ll be back baby, don’t make mommy sick okay.” He whispers pressing his forehead to your stomach
He moves and kisses you deep and soft
“I love you, and you’ll always be mine.” He whispers before kissing you again
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asce-of-hearts · 15 hours ago
🍚🕸 for Shigaraki?
Plaything ( 🍚 🕸)
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Contents: Yandere!Shigaraki with prompts: 🍚 You’re not allowed to take your eyes off me and 🕸 I’ll take your body and make you my favorite toy! (gn!reader)
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more Shigaraki content here!!
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commission me!!
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Shiggaraki kept a tight grip on your body, a finger lifted always to avoid dusting you into nothingness and also because he thought you squeezed his dick harder when you were scared. Crooked smile on his face as he continued rutting into you like a rabid dog. Tears fell down your face as you tried to endure it as best as you could.
You sobbed heavily, rolling your eyes before snapping them shut at the overbearing situation, tears continuing to fall out of them. He snarled, pile driving harder into you “You’re not allowed to take your eyes off me, open them!” he ordered, and you knew better than to disobey him in such a situation. You tried your hardest to not look at his face, trying to focus on his body or yours “do that again and I’ll dust you, whore” he hissed as he grabbed your neck with force, making you choke a sob and start squirming under him.
He let out a chuckle, obscene sounds continuing to pour out of both your mouths. “I could just put down my pinky and you would be done for...” he whined, and you squeezed him tighter down there, making him groan in pleasure “you fucking whore! Squeezing my cock like that, such a good fucktoy, such a good fleshlight letting me use you like that” the glimmer in his eyes was manic and dangerous “that’s what I like most about you, I’ll take your body and make you my favorite toy! And you won’t even complain because you’re such a cock hungry slut” he punctuated his sentence with one final thrust inside you, filling you with his warm milk.
You kept crying, he didn’t even allow you to cum this time. You let him hold you tight, at least enjoying the little comfort it brought you.
“You’re such a plaything, y/n”
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hope you enjoyed this!!!
have a great day/night
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daring-elm · a year ago
how to write the sanders sides
an incomplete reference
i used this post by @suibianbichen and this post by @coconut-cluster as a reference, thank y'all for a) making them and b) inspiring me to make this!!
this is based on my observations from the series, interpretations differ and that's okay!! if you have something to add, feel free to let me know :D
rarely dominant in conversation
communicates easily (occasionally non-verbally) with logan; struggles with roman (speech overlaps, roman dominates), patton (tries, but often overwhelmed); cuts communication with janus (ignores, cuts off), remus (doesn't engage)
"oh, for crying out loud"
very thoughtful speech, often weighted, pauses between words
struggles to get words out when anxious
either flat or urgent tone
very good at understanding non-verbal communication
bites thumb
messes with clothes when anxious/uncomfortable
will make up nicknames
small gestures with one hand while looking for words
two-fingered salute!!
barely uses visual metaphors, pulling on brief pop culture/meme references instead
does not like to talk about himself
mutter, snap, grumble, grimace, growl, tense, grit teeth, hesitate
often dominates conversation
communicates easily with virgil; struggles with patton (disregards, conversational styles clash); clashes with roman (argue, roman dominates, cooperation unintentional/non-existent); cuts communication with remus (disregards); insufficient data surrounding logan/janus
less impulse control than we give him credit for (throws stuff A Lot without thinking)
confident in his knowledge
common gestures: raises eyebrow, adjusts glasses, furrows brow
goes silent when interrupted or stutters massively (easy to throw off his rhythm)
very clear speech, sure in what to say before he says it
becomes barely more urgent when frustrated, struggles with expressing anger in a healthy manner so it seems to come "from nowhere" when he reacts explosively
struggles to express emotions
Does Not Sugarcoat (states positives and negatives side-by-side when only one is appropriate) -> comes off as harsh while interpreting others as idealistic, avoidant, secretive
don't just pull out a thesaurus for his dialogue; he doesn't speak outside the realm of regular understanding, just a little more complex
rarely uses visual metaphors, quotes sources instead, states facts clearly -> relation to topic occasionally unclear to others
(use few dialogue tags)
sigh, nod, correct, start, huff, pause, frown
dominates conversations when pressed to (often by thomas)
communicates easily with roman (clown-to-clown communication, Brain Go Fast and they keep up with each other), janus (often opposing viewpoints but similar communication); struggles with virgil (tries, but often ends up overwhelming), logan (emotional/heavily metaphorical style clashes with logan, often disregarded); no communication with remus (distracts from, takes too seriously, intimidated by)
not as soft as fanon pat, rather quirky -> a bit random
clumsy, also in gesturing
Does Not want to talk about his feelings but will immediately take to others'
Brain Go Fast from topic to topic -> fast speech
very willing to change, will play some follow-the-leader if he thinks it'll help
always believes he's at least a little in the wrong
that super strained smile he does when he wants to Move On Now
metaphors!! weaves topics together to make them more relatable/understandable to the individual, gets a bit carried away with them
impulsive when comfortable in a situation
easily overwhelmed
struggles with words, keeps speech light, externalises feelings
highly empathetic
try, smile, chastise, insist, hesitate, nod, shout
consistently dominates conversations
communicates easily with patton (clown-to-clown communication, similar associations/can easily follow thought highways); struggles with virgil (often speaks over, sensitive to anxiety); clashes with logan (nicknames, speaks over, talks past Entirely); non-communication with janus (is manipulated/flattered or clearly antagonises); hostile towards remus (insufficient interaction)
he is So Extra
rhymes!! and yells!! and gestures holy fuck where do i just get a masterlist of all the roman stuff roman does
someone said his speech is somewhere between a medieval prince and frat boy and yeah that works
if anyone figures out the secret to roman dialogue please tell me i'm begging you
confident in his opinion until it's unmistakably disproven -> will argue until the very end
Brain Go Fast
no impulse control -> says really weird things
speaks a lot and very fast, metaphors are grandiose and sometimes miss the point a little
parallel: patton (occasionally) notices when metaphors get away from him, roman doesn't (corn vs. feral cats)
associations with pop culture (especially disney), mythology, etc
when he's uncomfortable he does a sorta half-smile and looks away
Really Easily Startled
not super empathetic
sing, grin/beam/smile, seethe, falter, stutter/stammer, cheer
consistently dominates conversations
insufficient data surrounding remus/janus and remus/roman; does not communicate with the other sides (disregards, brushes off, threatens, speaks over)
takes parts of what others say and adds onto own point (without speaking to them)
Brain Go Fast
constant need to be the loudest presence in a room (reacts to everything he can)
gestures are quick, seem controlled (if impulsive)
no impulse control -> says Anything that comes to mind
quickly desperate when ignored
tends to throw out fractures of ideas, barely/not elaborating on thought process
sing-songy, shrill tone
playful/childish in a kinda creepy way
there's not a lot to say about him because he's barely present
no (apparent) empathy
jeer, grin, pout, wink, wave, snarl, shriek, sing
purposefully dominates conversations: does this subtly (steers/takes over topic more than speech)
communicates easily with patton (opposing viewpoints but similar communication style); unequal communication with roman (manipulates, flatters, purposefully misunderstands, abuses weaknesses); non-communication with virgil (virgil ignores, cuts off, argues); insufficient data surrounding janus/logan and janus/remus
flat speech (seems sarcastic)
uses sources, simple metaphors/examples to explain points
small gestures, always seem intentional (performative)
acts superior, condescending
short fuse
struggles to adjust to others' points of view
messes with/looks at gloves(/hands) a lot
mostly calm/honeyed tone
feigns innocence sarcastically when attacked for anything
low empathy, high sympathy for others (knows, but doesn't feel what others feel)
smirk, hiss, coo, deadpan, sneer, grimace, sigh
like i said, this is an incomplete reference—feel free to add on! my general recommendation for writing any fanfiction, really, is to rewatch some of the source material to get a feeling for the character voices (videos i'd recommend for this: lntao, dwit, svs:r)
hope this helps someone!!
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pact-with-faith · 5 months ago
May I please have some demon bros reacting to an MC who was raised around a LOT of cats to the point where they exhibit cat or cat-like behavior? Like biscuits, hissing, leaning into them, rubbing their face on them, etc?
As someone who has a lot of cat-like habits myself, I’m more than happy to do this! :D
Demon Bros with a GN!MC who has cat-like behavior!
He’s a dog person through and through, so your habits...tend to go over his head
Which is funny, considering he’s pretty similar
He prefers minimal physical contact and is content sitting in silence in the same room as you
Whenever he catches you making biscuits, he thinks it’s just a nervous tic or odd human habit, says nothing on it
But when you hiss at him because he startled you, he quirks a brow as the gears start turning. He can start to make the connections
Once you’re more comfortable with him, and start to lean against him or give his arms little headbomps… that's when he fully puts it together.
He thinks its endearing, and next time you go to head bomp him while he’s doing work, he gives you a little headpat.
“Good kitty~”
When your head shoots up to look at him, you catch the faintest of smirks, but he didn’t falter in his work
Also confused by your habits, but accepts them as his human being quirky
With each thing you do that he identifies as affection, he melts more and more
But also loves teasing you for your habits
Though if it upsets you at all, he will stop in a HEARTBEAT
But by ‘teasing’ I mean he gets you a ball of yarn to play with, or asks you if you can talk to cats
Has actually hissed back at you before, then immediately looked guilty. A human hissing is one thing, a demon hissing back is a whole other level
He actually picks up some of the mannerisms from you! He loves head bomps and leaning as subtle signs of affection and trust!
It also prompts him to lean more into his demonic sounds (growls, hisses, snarls, etc). Plus he’s curious just how much you can mimic!
Absolutely gets you cute little cat-themed things when he’s out and about
It doesn’t take him long to figure out the similarities, since he’s such an otaku
With no warning, he ABSOLUTELY gets you cat ear headbands, (No he didn’t intentionally get a par with orange ribbons and bells, that’s just a coincidence, SHUT UP!!)
Would also totally make you a cat onesie if you wanted / let him.
And don’t get me STARTED on all of the cosplays he’d want you to do! There’s no shortage of cat-themed characters in anime! He might get a bit guilt trippy about it, and ask again every so often, but he will at least try to respect your decision if you don’t want to do it
He actually likes the more subtle affections, since they’re slightly less overwhelming for him
Another accidental hisser! It’s kind of reflex, considering his reptilian familiar
When he first catches you making biscuits, he short circuits. How can you be so kawaii???
It takes him one interaction with you, and he’s already figured it out and is head over heels with you
Similar to Levi, he leans hard into encouraging these behaviors, and picks them up from you too
When you two are just chilling in his room, reading or doing work, there is a good chance he will take to meowing to see if you mimic.
Lots of cat-themed things for you both!
Lucifer may not let him have a cat… but he can’t say no to letting Satan have MC time! So HA!
More often than not, his brothers have caught him watching you with a soft expression whenever he catches you making biscuits, head bomping, ‘sun bathing’ in front of the fire place, etc
He considers you leaning on him or giving him headbomps the highest honor
He can and would kill for you
This your hiss is adorable, like a little kitten’s. Doesn’t consider it intimidating though, just cute.
Absolutely loves to test just how far your mannerisms go
Confused by your habits at first, the kneading and the bomps, but they’re cute and harmless!
But when he notices Satan pick up the habits, he realizes what the inspiration is
How adorable!! Or, purr-ecious~
Absolutely wants to put a bell collar on you if you’d let him (But you don’t have to)
Gets you cat themed accessories, because it’s a fitting aesthetic!
Iffy on headbomps though. If you want to lean on him and do the little headbomps (and who wouldn’t??), he INSISTS that you follow this particular routine for your hair and skin
He’d also probably try to use your kneading habit to give him massages
Since Beel isn’t much of a talker, he understands your affections and habits really easily, even if he doesn’t realize they’re cat-like
He enjoys the quiet affections of leans and just doing your own things near each other and headbomps
Curious about kneading and wonders if you’re daydreaming about actually kneading dough
Absolutely mimics habits he doesn’t understand to try and figure them out
Startled when you hiss, and isn’t intimidated, but is concerned and slightly upset. Did he hurt you? Make you mad? He didn’t mean to…
Honestly Belphie has a lot of the same mannerisms so he’s used to it
Like I said, he has similar mannerisms, with an extra dash of ‘little shit’
Absolutely shows his affection through proximity and small touches like leans and bomps
Just blinks at you when you hiss. If you hiss cause he startles you, he just grins
King of slow blinks
He nuzzles into your side / lap when he’s trying to nap, so he doesn’t blame you for doing it in return
He absolutely tries to encourage other cat like habits, like causing chaos when bored, knocking stuff over, sleeping in inconvenient spots, waking up and running around at 3am (but you’re on your own with that), etc
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realcube · 11 months ago
video games + blowjob 🎮
characters: bakugo, kirishima, sero & kaminari
tw// oral (giving), swearing, fem!reader, nsfw - minors dni
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all aged up!
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katsuki bakugo
♡ bakugo only finds the time to play video games once every millennia 
♡ most of the time, he’s working, training or spending time with you 
♡ also he only plays when the bakusquad arrange a time + date on the gc bc - he’ll never admit it - but he misses talking to them and playing like he used to, so the occasional Battlefield call they have really triggers a sense of nostalgia for all of them
♡ but the calls usually last a good while though lol - minimum 5 hours
♡ usually you let him be and don’t bother him during his calls bc you know how rarely he gets to call his pals but one day, he had been teasing you so much leading up to  his call - leaving you extra needy - and you couldn’t really help yourself
♡ so you snuck into the study room while he was playing, starting off by giving him a light massage which he enjoyed but the problem arose when you slowly got to your knees and began pawing at his sweatpants
♡ that’s when he noticed that you dressed up in your best lace for him too, which made him hard lol
♡ at first he looked pissed off and tried to ignore you but he kept losing focus on the game, his mind brimming with all the things he wanted to do with you
♡ eventually, he gave in and briefly muted his mic to hiss in your ear, ‘fine. but if you make a single fuckin’ sound or try to tease me, i’ll fuck you for all of them to hear, kay?’
♡ you simply hum in agreement before pulling both his boxer and sweatpants down without hesitation, then getting to work
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bakugo growled deeply, at both your expert mouth movements around his hard member and at the shitty orders kirishima gave. “ ‘over here’ ? where the fuck is that?” it took an embarrassing amount of effort to suppress his moans while said that.
but he wasn’t all to blame. as you made it a point to deep-throat him as soon as you thought he was going to open his mouth to say something. 
“what happened to you, bakugo? you’re so quiet! is everything okay?” mina offhandedly pointed out while heading to the ‘over here’ that kirishima described. although you couldn’t hear what mina said since bakugo was wearing a headset, his reaction was enough to amuse you. 
bakugo snarled, immediately barking profanities at her, “shut it, pinkie! nothing’s fucking wrong! now get back to shoot-” he realised he was on the verge of climaxing so he desperately went to mute is mic before letting a moan escape his lips as he slumped back into his chair in pure bliss, his eyes rolling back into his head slightly as faint pops could be heard from his sweaty palms.
something about the pleasure you worked so hard to bring him an shot an indescribable sense of euphoria through his body, hence he reached down to ruffle your hair without averting his eyes from the screen. “good girl. now scram.”
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eijiro kirishima 
♡ again, he doesn’t really have time for video games; his main priorities are work, training & you 
♡ but sometimes video games can fall into the ‘you’ category bc occasionally he asks you to play super mario cart, animal crossing, wii sports etc with him
♡ the only time he plays video games without you is when he plays with the bakusquad on the arranged date they planned
♡ but before the call starts, you can tell he is really tense by the way he is biting his nails so you inquire about it and he kinda just gestures to your new - rather revealing - pyjama set then at his throbbing erection
♡ and ofc being the supportive gf you are, you offered to give him a blowie
♡he loved the idea but at first, he was kinda worried that he might get caught since he is usually very vocal during sex so obviously it’d be hard to just...stop
♡ however you reassured him that he’s manliest guy you’ve ever met so he’d definitely be able to resist a few moans
♡ so he came around quite quickly lol
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“come over here quickly!” kirishima commanded proudly into the mic, a wide grin spread across his face at not only how good you were making him feel, but also at how well he was repressing his moans and the praise he so desperately wanted to give you for sucking so skilfully.
he had to say though, the amount of energy it was talking him to do all of the above was enough to leave him exhausted to the point that the game was just a blur of background noise. and the bakusquad could tell something was wrong as usually kirishima has the best aim out of them all but he has yet to make a single headshot.
although his eyes were glued to the screen, his mind was fixated on only you and how good you made him feel. as he approached his orgasm, he simply let his eyelids flutter shut as he focussed on the little movements you made; your tongue rubbing the underside of his cock, your occasional desperate attempts to deepthroat him, the way your lips wrapped perfectly around his girth, how you resorted to using your hands to take care of the parts of his length that your mouth couldn’t fit. 
“good job.” he hummed his praise for you as he felt you helplessly try to take him into your throat once more before he was ready to cum but the moments leading up to his high were interrupted by a “thanks, man!” from denki which made kirishima’s eyes widen before he hastily muted his mic, allowing himself to orgasm in your mouth from there and let out all the loud moans he had been hiding. 
“thanks, baby.” he said, slowly feeling the post-cum ecstasy fade as he leaned over to press a gentle kiss on your forehead, proceeding to slap his hand over your mouth as he noticed you were about to head in the direction of the bin. “swallow it.”
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hanta sero
♡ since sero became a pro-hero he definitely plays way less video games than he did before but he didn’t quit
♡ but whenever he does play, you’re either on his lap or giving him a blowie 
♡ so needless to say, this wouldn’t be your first time sucking him off while he played
♡ anyway, y’all were getting ✨spicy ✨ one day until he realised that he had a call + battlefield scheduled with the bakusquad
♡ deadass he was kissin’ down your neck while rubbing circles on your clothed clit until he just faltered like ‘oh shit i’ve got a call with ‘em today, don’t i?’
♡ DFRGTHYJU you were livid >:((
♡ bc he had got you all riled up and now he was just gonna leave 😩
♡ you asked him if he could skip the call just this once to finish what he started but he was like ‘bros before hoes’ while putting on his headset 
♡ but being the generous king he is, he unzipped to allow you to give him a blowie while he played 
♡ at first you were all pouty bc he should be the one giving you oral but once you realised that it was his offer or nothing, you begrudgingly got to your knees and began 
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“eijiro, cover-- eijiro! kirishima!” he yelled into his mic, clearly getting riled up from the high action of the game and the matching high action of your mouth. “hellooo? you there, man? oi, i think kiri ‘s afk.” sero reasoned, looking at the frozen figure of his teammate. 
he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat so he couldn’t help but look down at you, shooting you a cocky smirk instead of the moan you were expecting. he knew what you were trying to do but he wanted to make it clear that it wasn’t going to work on him.
sero had lots of practise at choking back moans and hiding orgasms so it was going to take much more than deepthroating to catch him off-guard. 
he momentarily muted his mic so he could instruct you to go deeper while simultaneously grabbing fistful of your hair to force you to deepthroat him once more, bringing him much closer to his orgasm.
eventually, he suddenly reached his climax but you didn’t allow him to mute himself; you wanted to see him struggle. but unfortunately for you, it was hardly an issue as by now, he was used to cumming silently. but you forgive him as the faces he mada are enough to make you wet as hell.
“alright, mr tough guy.” you purred in his ear, muting his mic for your sake, “let me ride you. let’s see how quiet you can be then, hm?”
challenge accepted. 
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denki kaminari 
♡ probably still plays video games a lot - even when he gets a job as a pro-hero
♡ but mans still got his priorities straight so if you ever approach him while he’s playing, saying that you’re feeling a bit horny, he’ll quit real quick lmao
♡ and a video games session with the bakusquad is no exception
♡ you’re feeling horny just thinking about the way he ate you out last night so you told him you want to return the favour as you watch him put on his headset
♡ you knew this was a special time with his friends though so you would’ve been too hurt if he said no but ofc he gladly accepted your offer
♡ but he still wanted to play though so he was a bit conflicted for a moment or two until an idea struck him
♡ ‘just blow me while i play, babe!’
♡ to say you were confused and a little concerned would be accurate, so you inquired further to make sure that he was 100% comfortable with it and he’d deal with the repercussions of a slipped moan 
♡ he seemed confident that it wouldn’t happen though - a little too confident. but this stemmed from the fact sero had told him that he lets his girl suck him off while he plays video games and nobody ever notices. but kaminari didn’t realise that sero’s impressive ability came from years of practise.
♡ you obliged though, happily setting yourself on your knees in front of him and taking his length into your mouth 
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“thanks, man!” kaminari exclaimed cheerily, a bright smile spread across his face; partially due to his teammate’s praise but mostly how he’s made it so long into the call without a single moan despite the fact you were making him feel so good down there.
however, as you looked up at him and observed his cocky smirk, something snapped inside you - as it reminded you of the grin he wore last night that you got to see when he’d occasionally pull away from your soaking cunt for air. hence, you recalled how much of a tease he was yesterday and how it pissed you off to no end.
so now that he was sitting submissive to your touch in front of you, why not take your revenge?
your neck slowly retreated backwards to the point where the only thing connecting you to kaminari’s cock was a string of saliva, to which he instinctively whined, “hey! w-why’d ya stop?” completely disregarding the fact he forgot to turn his mic of so mina replied, “who stopped what?” out of confusion.
kaminari’s eyes widened and his face flushed in a way that brought you great amounts of satisfaction, so for being good entertainment, you rewarded him by unhurriedly enveloping his cock with your mouth once more. 
“oh, nothing!” kaminari choked back a moan, realising that his high was fast approaching so he acted accordingly, going to mute his mic, “one second gu-- ah~” the front is cock was finally  - and suddenly - welcomed into the walls of your throat, followed by rapid thrusts which was enough to result in an irrepressible groan escaping his lips.
luckily, his finger found the mute button before the bakusquad was forced to listen to the rest of kaminari’s orgasm. “fuck, baby~” he groaned, tossing his head back in pleasure as his hips jerked back and forth and before he knew it, he was at his climax. out of habit, he yanked his dick away to cum all over your face and chest, barley able to see the masterpiece he created through his heavy lids.
once he finished, he looked down at you with a proud smile, drool staining the corner of his lip, “always so pretty for me~”
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in-ky · 5 months ago
Hi! I’d love a story about Negan being a serial killer who only kills “bad people” (like in Dexter) and maybe he saves the reader from her ex who’s about to kill her and Negan can save her and takes her in because she’s a mess but she’s actually a killer herself (who kills rapists etc/ only the bad ones) and Negan and the reader start fighting and then get caught up in steamy hot sex 🥵 thank you!
Savior - Negan Killer AU
Warnings: Warnings: GORE + violence, smut, domestic abuse, swearing, dirty talk ig? idk how to tag this lol
A/N: hey! i struggled over this one for a while lol. ive only seen like. 3? episodes of dexter so. i really hope this meets your expectations! also forgive any mistakes its late, im tired, and i wanna get this up lol. also, is negan batman? maybe. 3.7k words
"Will, stop you're hurting me!" I hissed, grabbing at his wrist. He tugged me out of the bustling restaurant and into the dark street.
"I don't really give a shit," He snarled, throwing me into a secluded alleyway a few buildings down from the restaurant. Will had taken me out to a business dinner with his boss in hopes of showing me off and making a good impression. But things didn't quite go according to plan. "You embarrassed me in front of everyone!" He pushed me against the brick wall of the closed department store.
"What was I supposed to do?" I sneered, trying to wiggle away from him "He kept commenting on my body, saying how he wished he could take me home at the end of the night and do all kinds of 'unspeakable things to me'."
"You were just supposed to shut up and take it!" Will said, voice filled with rage "But no, you and your untamable fucking complex just couldn't handle a compliment. You threw your drink in his face! You're lucky he didn't fire me right then and there. You made me look like some pussy who can't control his whore."
"You're an asshole." I shouted, tears welling at the edges of my eyes. Will's face contorted further into a look of pure, unadulterated hatred.
"What the fuck did you just call me?" He seethed, clasping his hand tightly around my throat and constricting his fingers around my airway.
"I said you're an asshole who cares more about his dead-end career than his fucking girlfriend." I croaked. I hated him. I hated him so much. My vision clouded with the combination of disgust, loathing, and lack of oxygen, so I hit him where I knew it hurt. "There's a reason you needed me for arm candy tonight. It's 'cause you're a boring, piece-of-shit, lowlife who has no skill whatsoever. How does it feel knowing you need me to make something of yourself?" With that, he threw me to the ground by my throat. He wasted no time and pinned me to the cold concrete. His knees dug into my shoulders and his hand flew to his back pocket, whipping out the switchblade he carried as a precaution against mugging. My eyes widened as they caught a glint of the moonlight off the sharp knife. He brought the blade up to my throat and slapped me over the cheek harshly with his free hand.
"You better take back those words, bitch," He hissed, pressing the blade into the soft skin of my jugular "or they might just be your last." A dribble of blood ran down my neck with the pressure. Realization flashed through my mind. I could die right then. That could have been my last moment. Was I scared? No. Why wasn't I scared? Maybe it had to do with the shadowy figure that was slowly approaching us from the ally entrance.
There was plenty of time for me to warn Will that someone was coming. But I didn't. Instead, I stayed quiet and watched as the shadow figure pulled Will from my body with ease and tossed him to the side. Everything was kind of a blur. I was still oxygen starved and filled with a whirl-wind of emotion. I heard Will cry out in surprise and indignance. The shadow figure said nothing. It saw the switchblade with a steady line of my blood. It kicked Will in the chest, knocking him to the ground. Then it lifted up a baseball bat over its head and cracked it down over Will's skull. He continued to beat Will until he stopped squirming. The shadow figure paused and swung the bat over his shoulder. I had regained my breath and pushed myself to my elbows. The shadow noticed me moving and took a few heavy steps in my direction. I squirmed away slightly, instincts telling me to get away from the thing that had just pulverized my boyfriend. The shadow entered a stream of moonlight. It was a man. He had peppered hair and a blood-speckled face. He had dark brown eyes and a small smile perched on his lips.
"You okay, sweetheart?" He said. His voice was deep. I was partially surprised. He wasn't a bulky man. He was tall and had a broad frame, but his limbs were long and his body was lithe. He wore a leather jacket and his boots were slick with what I could only assume were Will's brains. I didn't want to look at his bat.
"W-Why did you do that?" I whispered. It was all I could muster.
"He was going to kill you." The man sounded confused, like I was supposed to know who he was and why he saved me.
"You don't know that." My voice was quiet. My eyes were glued to a spot behind the man, unblinking. He let out a throaty chuckle and dropped to a squat, leveling with me.
"Doll, he had a knife pressed to your throat," His words were gentle "Looked like he was gonna fuckin' kill you." He hesitantly reached out two fingers in the direction of my face. I didn't move. He was wearing leather gloves. The ridged fabric ran along my injuries. "Seems like he did some damage before I could step in. Damn. Sorry about that. Listen, I live a few streets down. If you want, I can get you cleaned up."
"Okay," I said softly. I let him help me up to my feet. He guided me along with one arm while holding his bat with the other. As we walked out of the alley I couldn't help but look down at Will, or what remained of him at least. His forehead was split in half, a pool of chunky blood bubbling on the ground. I clenched my jaw and forced myself to swallow the bile that had risen in my throat. And yet, I didn't feel sad. I didn't mourn him. Maybe it was shock, maybe it wasn't. "Thank you?" I murmured, though it was more of a question. The man and I stepped out onto the street and I was grateful there was no one around to see us leaving the scene of a very heinous-looking crime.
"No problem, doll," The man hummed, setting a brisk pace down the sidewalk. "The name's Negan, by the way." Cool. Negan: my Savior.
"So you're like Batman?" I asked Negan as he dabbed the blood away from my neck. He gave a short chuckle and tore away the sticky part of the band-aid.
"I guess you can say that," he mused, splaying the bandage over the cut the knife had left "but I specifically go for people that I know have hurt others. The baddies, if you will."
"Is that legal?" I tilted my head, crossing my ankles as they dangled over the bathroom counter. My palms were flat on the surface of Negan's marble sink top, fiddling with the wrappers of the medical supplies he had used to clean and bandage my small cuts and bruises.
"I haven't been caught," Negan shrugged "besides, it's less work for the police. They don't have to do any interrogation bullshit or anything. I usually catch people in the act, like tonight. Then I do my thing."
"Do you kill everyone?"
"Only the bad people," He reminded, tossing away a bloody tissue "only people who have hurt others. But, yes, usually the offender ends up on the business end of Lucille over there." He pointed out the door into the living room, where the still-bloody bat rested against a chair. I furrowed my brow.
"Well, doesn't that make you a bad guy?" I pressed. He tapped my knee and I dropped down to the tile floor, tucking my hair behind my ear and gathering some of the scraps.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you still kill people, right? Even if they're bad? So doesn't that still make you a killer?" Negan was quiet for a minute. "Let's put it this way," I continued "What would you do if you came across someone who was like you; someone who hurt the bad people. Would you still kill them. They're hurting people." Negan took a deep breath and let it out with a contemplative sigh, itching his bearded chin.
"I'm not sure," He mused "I've never really thought about it before. See, I don't consider myself a bad person per say. Yea, what I'm doing might be considered fucked up. But I'm doing it for the right reason. I'm protecting people by attacking their attackers. In the end, someone's saved." He brushed off his hands and led me out of the bathroom, flicking the light off. "Would you rather me not have saved you tonight?"
"No," I said immediately "thank you. Really, thank you. You saved my life. Will is...was...always a dick, but I never thought he'd actually hurt me. I guess that proves people can have a whole bunch of layers." Negan nodded and moved to the kitchen. He raised a bottle of whiskey as an offering. I shook my head but he poured himself a glass.
"I was just doing my job," Negan grinned sympathetically "I'm sorry your boyfriend was an asshole who tried to murder you." I shrugged, amusement in my eyes.
"Eh, it happens to everyone." I smiled as he let out another laugh. I felt as if I shouldn't be laughing, but at the same time, everyone has their own responses to almost getting stabbed to death in an alley. So I let myself have this moment. Besides, Negan was a good guy to be around. He made me feel safe, comfortable, secure. Everything I needed right now. "So, Negan, what do you do? Surely vigilante-ing can't pay well, and this apartment is really nice."
"I'm a retired baseball player," Negan said, sipping his whiskey and settling into one of the armchairs in the living room "Hence the bat."
"Were you any good?" I asked. He let out a loud scoff.
"Was I any good?" He mocked "Sweetheart, I have a whole damn trophy room. I was fucking amazing. I just got old."
"So you're rich with no real job, you kill bad guys, and you have a massive ego," I listed "You really are like Batman, aren't you?"
Negan let me stay on his couch that night. It was leather, like everything else that man seemed to own, but it was comfortable. I woke up to the smell of bacon filling the air. I groaned and rubbed my fists against my eyes, clearing them of sleep. I stretched my arms above my head in a yawn and rolled off the couch, stumbling into the kitchen. Negan was hunched over the bubbling pan, dodging pellets of grease as they shot up at him.
"Smells good!" I purred, closing my eyes and taking a deep inhale.
"Good," He grumbled "You better fucking enjoy it because I've gotten burned at least three times." I laughed and walked up to him examining the small red patches that dotted his arms.
"You didn't have to make me breakfast you know."
"Yea, but I wanted to make sure you were comfortable," He sighed, turning off the stove and scooping the cooked bacon onto a paper towel. "Besides, I was craving some bacon when I woke up. I haven't had someone to share a meal with in a while."
"Well, if you want, you can come by my house for dinner." I offered, crunching down on a piece of bacon "I've been meaning to whip out the family alfredo recipe for a while, maybe a hot date would give me that incentive." I gave him a playful wink and he chuckled.
"Sure thing, doll," He hummed, putting the pan in the sink "I love me some fucking spaghetti. I'll see you around seven?"
"Sounds good."
I ran down the sidewalk, chest heaving. There was enough darkness to cover me, but I still kept my head down to prevent recognition. I held my hands close to my stomach, praying that the blood on my fingers wouldn't drip on the pavement and leave a trail. I had been on my way home from the store when I heard some commotion coming from an alley. My first instinct was to run, but then I heard the girl crying for help. Negan came to mind, what he did, how he helped people. I couldn't turn away. I marched down the alley and saw a greasy man pinning a woman to the wall of a building. Flashbacks of the night before hit me like a train. I looked on top of the alley dumpster  and saw a crowbar perched on one of the lids. I grabbed it and stormed up to the man, whacking him upside the head with the weapon. I kicked him to the side and brought the crowbar over my head before swinging it down. It connected with his face in a sickening 'thwack.' I thought of Will. I thought of what might of happened if Negan had never stopped him. I thought of all the times that bastard had gotten drunk and told me I was nothing. I let the rage bubble up and fuel my beating. By the time I was pulled back into the moment, my muscles were screaming, the woman was gone, and the man's face was unrecognizable. I tossed the crowbar into the dumpster and ran back home.
Dried blood is extremely hard to wash off. It sticks to your skin in flakes, creating a pattern of red veins crawling over your hands. Fuck. I scrubbed as hard as I could under the rushing water of the sink, pumping more and more soap into my hand. It was under my fingernails. It was stuck in my palm prints. Shit, did I leave fingerprints at the scene? Would they be coming for me? With a hiss, I rubbed even harder at my skin, small flecks of blood turning the sink water red.
Suddenly, my door opened.
"I'm ready for my s'getties!" Negan boomed with a wide smile. My head whipped around, looking at him with wide eyes. His grin faded and he crossed the room in record time, grabbing my wrists and turning the sink off. "Is this fucking blood?" He snarled, bringing my hands up to my face. I clenched my jaw and dropped my eyes to my feet. "Jesus, who's is it? Answer me!"
"I-I heard someone screaming on the way home," I said quietly, eyes still downcast "I thought I would help..." His jaw went slack and he let go of my hands, running his fingers through his hair.
"Jesus fuck, you can't just go around killing people!"
"Why not?" I snapped, eyes meeting his "You do it all the time? What's the difference? Why can't I help people?"
"Because it...Because you just can't!" Negan growled, shaking his head.
"Why are you so special?" I hissed back, drying my hands off on a towel before tossing it at him "It's not like you can get a permit for fucking murder. Why do you do it, anyways? Is it some perverted thing? Do you get off on saving people from attackers?"
"Watch yourself." Negan warned, eyes darkening.
"Pfft, or what?" I laughed, tossing my head back "What are you gonna do, kill me? I'm not afraid of you, Negan." As soon as the words left my mouth, he charged me. His hand flew to my throat, squeezing my airway lightly. His hips pressed me against the counter. I let out a small gasp when he shoved his face next to mine.
"Oh, but doll, you really fucking should be." He spat, curling his lip "I could snap your neck right here, right now." He gave a small squeeze to emphasize his words. I let out a strangled moan. We both froze. "Are you turned on right now?" He muttered, furrowing his brow. I licked my lips and squirmed in his grip, pressing my thighs together slightly in an effort to alleviate the warm pressure growing in my belly.
"No," I lied, voice weak. A sinister grin curled over the bottom half of his face and he licked his tongue over his teeth.
"And I'm the perv, huh?" He sucked on my earlobe and peppered kisses down my jawline "Sweetheart, tell me, do you want me to fuck that pretty little pussy of yours? Do you want me to make you cum harder than you ever have?" I whimpered at his dirty mouth. "Use your words, doll, or I'll leave right fucking now."
"Y-Yes!" I breathed as Negan's lips sucked on the sweet spot right beneath my ear.
"Yes, what, princess?"
"Yes, I want you to fuck me, please!" I groaned, clawing at his shirt. He let out a short chuckle, muttering something about how needy I was, but I didn't care. Right now, the only thought running through my head was that I needed Negan. I needed all of him. And damn me if I wasn't going to get it.
We clawed at each other's clothes like rabid animals. Once we were completely bare, Negan moved his kisses down my body. His large, calloused hands kneaded my breasts, twisting my nipples between his thumbs. My arms flew around his neck and I dragged my fingernails up his back. He shivered against my touch and slid his hands further down my body. They settled firmly on my hips as he captured my lips in a fervent kiss.
"Fuck, sweetheart," he grunted, pulling back for air. I looked at him. His tawny eyes were now black, pupils far beyond dilated with lust. Both of our lips were swollen and red from the intensity of our kisses. Negan's chest inflated and deflated quickly as his eyes roamed over my body. "You're so damn perfect." I smiled sheepishly and pulled my bottom lip between my teeth, looking up at him through lidded eyes.
"You're not so bad yourself," I reached out my hand and used my pointer finger to draw a line from his collar bone down the center of his chest and through his navel, finally ending right over his pulsing cock. He sucked in a breath as my fingers closed around him. My thumb swept over the hot tip, gathering precum on the pad of my finger and rubbing it around.
"Shit," He hissed as I slowly pumped him "I'm not gonna fucking last if you keep doing that." He gently pried my hand away and took a step closer to me. I could feel his hardened length resting against the inside of my thigh. The thought of him being so close made a burst of heat rush down between my thighs. Negan took a long finger and ran it through my folds, collecting my wetness. I moaned as he teasingly dipped the first knuckle into me. He pulled back and let out a low whistle. "Damn, girl," he chuckled, raising his finger to my face "You're fucking dripping. Who's that for?" His slick-coated fingers glistened in the light of my apartment. I let out a deep groan as he slid them between his lips and sucked.
"You, Negan!" I whimpered, wrapping my legs around his waist "It's all for you." A wolfish grin spread over his features as he tugged me off him and pulled me down off the counter. He spun me around and pressed gently between my shoulder blades until my chest was flat against the cold surface.
"Then if you don't mind," Negan cooed, lining himself up with my entrance "I'm going to take what belongs to me." With that, he slowly pushed into me. I gasped at the stretch, balling my hands into fists as he continued to split me open.
"Fucking shit," he groaned once he bottomed out "you're tight as hell. I bet you've never had a dick as big as mine." He pulled out slightly and I let out a moan at the growing emptiness inside. The moan soon turned to a yelp when he brought down his hand against my ass. The smack was loud and he rubbed the red spot tenderly. "Have you?"
"N-No!" I gasped when he thrusted into me for the first time "Never. Fuck, you feel so good." Negan's thrusts sped up, his hips snapping against my ass in an obscene rhythm. Grunts and moans of pleasure slipped from both of our lips as he plowed unapologetically into me. I could feel every inch of him. He was hitting every spot, dragging against my walls in a sinfully perfect way.
"You're doing so good," He purred, kissing and biting my shoulder "So good for me. You're so perfect." I tossed my head back and he grabbed my chin, tilting my face towards him so he could give me another bruising kiss. I could only keep up for so long, though, and the white bliss of pleasure he was giving me soon became overwhelming. My jaw went slack and my head dropped against the cool tile of the counter in an attempt to ground myself in the moment. "I want you to cum, doll, cum around me. Wanna feel those walls squeeze me." His thrusts were starting to become sloppy and I could tell he was getting to his end. One of his fingers danced down my spine and found its way to my clit. He circled it with just enough pressure to get me to the edge that I was so willing to jump off. "Now." Negan growled. I obeyed, feeling the band in my lower abdomen snapping violently. We reached our releases simultaneously. My walls clenched around him, milking him of every drop. I screwed my eyes shut and screamed his name, holding in a large breath as the world around me spun. Negan eventually pulled himself out and collapsed on top of me. We both were breathing heavily, sweaty bodies entangled as well as we could over a counter. I swallowed, my throat dry from panting through my orgasm. When my eyes fluttered open, I could see Negan's thumb tracing circles over the love bites that were starting to darken on my shoulders.
"Are you going to kill me?" I rasped, running a hand through my wild hair "I guess I'm a bad person now." Negan chuckled, still out of breath.
"I think I'll make an exception," He mused, pressing a sweet kiss to the shell of my ear "I don't think I'm ready to let you go just yet."
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vague-magnus-archives · 3 months ago
I took one of my cats to the vet the other day, and when we got back my other cat LOST HER GODAMN MIND like she kept trying to attack him, hissing and snarling at just the *smell* of him, constantly glaring at him from across the room, etc… Anyways it turns out that’s totally normal. It’s called “nonrecognition aggression”, and it’s just because he now smelled like a vets office and cats recognize each other by scent, like from her perspective we took her brother and came back with an entirely different cat made to LOOK like him (chipped tooth and all), and since we’re humans and we weren’t with him the entire time at the vets office we technically would never know if that actually happened
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