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keets-writing-corner · 3 months

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Thinking a LOT about Lucifer in the latest Hazbin episode. Idk what I was expecting but not this??

As I was watching my immediate thought was just "huh... Lucifer is kinda of weird..." but as the episode went on I realized the issue

the dude is off the chain depressed, like he says it as a joke but holy cow it is SO BAD

He's manically just creating rubber ducks cuz his daughter really like it that one time but it's empty, it's never good enough but he keeps doing it, maybe cuz he doesn't know how to pass the time otherwise.

like I get the feeling he HAS better things he SHOULD be doing than making rubber duck after rubber duck. At first I was like, "Bruh why isn't the king of hell doing anything?" aaaaand then it became clear...

The dude is disassociating so bad he can barely hold a conversation let alone remember information. He clearly WANTS to, he wants to be involved with his daughter so bad, he wants to care about the things she's doing so bad, but his depression keeps interfering. It's like he can only hear every other word and he grasps onto the ones he does hear semi-out of context. Like you can see every time he catches something that he hadn't before and he just "well shit I didn't catch that part"

and that's why he reacts so weird when people talk to him. He is struggling so bad to engage with the conversation he's only getting 50% of it

does that look like the face of a man who knows what the hell the conversation is even about??? he is STRUGGLING

like Charlie spent so long telling him about the hotel, and he STILL didn't understand what she wanted. Yeah it comes off as ditzy but literally I've been in that position where your brain just "nope, not doing this right now" and nerfs your conversation comprehension. So as someone who's BEEN in that position, to me it feels exactly like what he's dealing with. He's sorta engaged with the conversation, but only as much as his brain will allow

For example, when I'm dealing with this, this is what someone talking to me feels like this where the crossed out parts are what I missed and bold is what I catch, "Hey! You know I was thinking for dinner we could either make some chicken with rice? But if you don't feel like cooking, pasta is super easy and you love that right? What do you want to do?" you can kinda get that someone is trying to talk to you about dinner, and towards the end you get the impression that they asked something that needs your input so you can decently put 2 and 2 together and try and pass off, but crucial bits were left out, I would have no idea that either chicken or pasta is in the conversation only having heard "rice". When someone is just talking at me, I can decently pass off as being engaged but the second I'm required to participate in the conversation I'm screwed. Seem familiar? At which point I have 2 options, try to give a bullshit answer, or admit that I missed what they were saying and ask them to repeat

Lucifer, unfortunately, is trying so damn hard to hide that he's dealing with like 24/7 dissociation, so he can't admit that he's missing entire chunks of the conversation, hence his really weird replies. He does eventually get the full picture and then he and Charlie start having the real conversation

Also, the Alastor/Lucifer rivalry was hilarious but also really indicative of more of what Lucifer is dealing with

Alastor is, unfortunately, really good at picking up people's insecurities, and thanks to Charlie's description earlier and watching Lucifer clearly trying to overcompensate, he immediately picks up on the fact that Lucifer KNOWS he struggles to be a good dad (we know cuz it's cuz of the depression, hard to be engaged when your brain keeps turning off) and decides to rub salt in the wound by pretending he's been acting as a surrogate father to Charlie. Now why Alastor decided to pick a fight with the king of hell is beyond me, I do not understand Alastor (and I LIKE IT) (maybe it's cuz Alastor thinks he's hot shit and was expecting Lucifer to at least have heard of him but Lucifer just treats him like a nobody? who knows)(why would Lucifer listen to radio anyways when he can't even pay attention to a conversation it'd just be white noise)

But yeah I just was expecting someone who oozed either charisma or presence and instead I got a depressed dad who's dissociating so bad he can barely function and be present in his life. The only thing it seems he CAN do is make rubber ducks cuz his daughter really liked it that one time

Idk Lucifer is tragic to me. Whatever the full details of what heavan did to him absolutely broke him and he can't deal with it. He's aware of it, and he doesn't know how to fix it, so he tries to over compensate and sorta makes an ass out of himself but no one says or does anything cuz this guy is supposed to be THE king of hell

Suddenly it's making a lot more sense why he just rolls over and lets heaven do what it wants and even told Charlie to go in his place the start of the show. He's not in any headspace to hold a basic conversation let alone negotiate! He didn't even know who Alastor was, he's been so out of touch

idk I like him, he seems sweet, I hope Charlie brings some light back into his life. He really needs to get out of that rubber duck room

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carlplsrailme · 2 years

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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 | 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬

summary: getting caught kissing rick grimes son, by rick grimes is probably the most embarrassing thing that's happened to you.

Carl Grimes x Fem!Reader

wc: 600

request: can you write something like carl and reader getting caught making out ITS BEEN ON MY MIND ALL DAU😭🙏🏾

cw: kissing, getting caught.

The heat was prominent as you stood crossed armed in the middle of Alexandria's walls. The summer warmth collecting on your skin, nipping at your cheeks and nose while your warn out white tank and blue jeans didn't help your situation.

you watched as people ate their lunch and moved on, not hungry yourself.

"I'd expect you to be down there eating by now, it's your favorite" you looked to the side to see Carl, long brown hair sitting on his shoulders as his smile, ah, more of a smirk held upbeat on his lips.

"yeah, well, not really in the mood right now..I'll have some later" you smiled, turning back as Carl laid his back on the wall as well

"ya'know, watching people eat isn't really that great of a hobby" he pried, you rolled your eyes as he pushed and pushed before you asked him what he really wanted

"I have new comic books, new ones we can read together!" he grinned like a little boy, you scoffed as you wore a smile back at him.

"you could've just led with that"

now, you sat crossed-legged on his bed. he tossed around his desk, talking to you about the new comics and all, you listened intently as he twirled around with a...gift in his hand?

pink paper wrapped a book-shaped figure with a thread tying into a bow. your furrowed brows were enough for him to realize how oblivious you were

"uh..this is for you.." he suddenly became shy, cheeks red and it wasn't from the suns rays coming from the window

"for me? why?"

"ugh, just take it..it's a...present for you" you grabbed it and started to tear the paper off, slowly peeling away to see a book cover that was all too familiar

"oh my goodness, Carl! holy shit you really got it!" you squealed as you see the "1" on the cover, the book you've been trying to get for the longest time as you only had the other ones... except for the first one of course.

"yeah, well, I was on a run and uhm..it was just...there" yeah, it wasn't just there. he had to kill a small herd of walkers that were in the store just because he saw a glimpse of it through the window..but...he'd never tell you that

"that's amazing! thank you!" you kicked your feet liked a little girl as Carl became flustered at the pure sight of your happiness, something he doesn't get to see often

you ran up and gave him a hug, pulling away to look him in the eye, emotions getting the best of you as you contemplate finally acting on your feelings...and...you do.

you lean in and finally. fucking finally kiss him. his soft lips you've always looked at sucked into yours as your both held each other tight, soon you both found yourselves on the bed, with you on his lap, nothing sexual, just loveness and pureness.

you held his face as he held your waist, your head twisting as you attempt to kiss him even deeper, and then..

"Carl, you never-" Rick opened the door up, and with raw fear you tumbled off him and Rick watched with nothing but shock

"Dad!"

"Oh..Oh...um..my bad" he walked back before closing the door, and then opening it just an inch before running down the stairs, you felt hot but not in the way before, hot with embarrassment

"I-I'm so sorry" Carl stuttered, upset and embarrassed that that was how your first kiss went

you burst out laughing as you tried to put yourself together, Carl joined you in a couple of seconds, your laugh too intoxicating not to.

so maybe not the best first kiss, but certainly one to remember..

oh and, Rick gave the...talk right after to a very shameful Carl

an: hiii guys! i haven't wrote fluff in a while <3 had kinda a bad day so this was really nice for me to write...ilysm! ♡

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fategoflatass · 3 months

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I used to be so against the slow burn trope. Not because I thought it was shit; it's just, I usually don't have the patience to wait whatever-amount-superior-to-three damn chapters for my dear ship to finally be able to look at each other without blushing and/or hold hands. Thus why you often times see me reading oneshots or fics with the "Established Relationship" tag on them.

So you can imagine just how surprised—or maybe not, maybe I just didn't think enough about it—I was when I realized my newest fixation's main pairing is—canonically—the embodiment of slow burn. Because holy shit they're taking their time.

Nothing against how Kusuriya develops its love story—quite the opposite, actually. The relationship between Jinshi and Maomao, two characters that are written as beautifully as their romance, is a rather realistic approach as to how the same or a similar dynamic would developed in real life. In such a complicated situation, with such complex feelings about emotions—both external and their own—and attachment, makes sense that it takes so long for the relationship to finally sail.

The problem is, I didn't know I was signing with the Devil the moment I decided to pick up the light novel. Ten volumes and nothing has happened. Nothing.

And you can say that technically things have happened, because they have. I mean, Jinshi is just so desperate for Maomao to give him the time of day, you know what I mean? And even that isn't enough anymore and thus he has committed some of the craziest shit I've seen in any romance. Which okay, I don't usually read these type of romances but still.

What I mean by "nothing" is just, their relationship hasn't changed status. I could also say that it seems to go nowhere, but that'd be lying. Since, you know, it has changed quite a lot—just not in the way my impatient ass wanted it to. Because he can be as honest with his feelings as he pleases, and those around them might be heavely conscious of the tension and thus constantly tease those lovebirds (as they should), but babygirl's not helping, you know?

And I get it, Maomao's not the best at expressing and understanding herself, and she's also way too busy worrying about going as unnoticed as possible (she should give up on that one already, tbh) while keeping her head where it should be. But like, I can't help feeling frustrated over it like ‼‼

GIRL, FUCK THE RULES. TAKE THAT PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A MAN AND RUNAWAY SOMEWHERE NO ONE WILL BE ABLE TO IDENTIFY YOU. YOU THEN CARRY THAT BITCH BRIDESTYLE TO THE CLOSEST CHURCH AND MAKE HIM YOUR WIFE. PROCEED TO FROG AROUND, EXPERIMENT WITH YOUR UTERUS AS MUCH AS YOU'D LIKE, AND THEN TEACH THE PRODUCTS OF YOUR PRACTICES AS YOUR OWN GUINEA PIG THE WAYS OF HERBAL MEDICINE. AS EASY AS THAT.

But she won't. She'll take her sweet ass time being in denial about both Jinshi's and her own feelings, then maybe she'll proceed to analize herself and find out that maybe, just maybe, that affection that she'd been feeling for that loser became something else. Did said affection also become something more complicated? Absolutely. Does she know how to deal with it? Hell no, but fuck it. If I learned something from school is that you always leave the hardest parts for later.

Now you see why I was so against reading slow burn?

And you wanna know the worst part? I loved it—I loved every second of it, every word, every page. Every scene that seemed to help the relationship advance, only for Maomao to say nope and leave like she owns the place, which at this point she fucking might.

It feels like I, as the reader, am in the middle of a heatwave and some sadistic bastard won't stop teasing me with ice cream—they put it in front of my face, close enough that I can smell the cold. Then take a spoon and eat little by little while staring directly to my eyes. At times they seem to show mercy and feed me a spoon, only for it to be a rather small quantity of serving—serving that tastes so damn good at first, only for it to have such a bitter aftertaste. But if I gotta have something in common with Jinshi is that I'll never be able to beat the masochist allegations, so I'll wait patiently for the next spoon and its corresponding and seemingly enless teasing from that faceless being.

So yeah, I'm still against it, only that now I understand the appeal—even if I have yet to find out about the whereabouts of my sanity while still mananing with the little I've left.

#kusuriya no hitorigoto #the apothecary diaries #jinmao #mai.txt #long post #rant #?#did i just write a rant about a realisticly slow burning romance? yes #please understand i've no one to complain to about them #so i better let go these feelings before i explode and throw my pc out of the window or something #i tried being as spoiler free as possible but please tell me if i should change anything about... whatever this is

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imdead770 · 4 months

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The Outsiders x Reader fluff - Johnny Cade

Authors Note: He's so sweet, I love him so much. So sorry for the wait, but it's here now. Enjoy.

Johnny Cade

▪︎ Words cannot describe how sweet this boy is.

▪︎ Once he finally realized he liked you he tried to ignore it

▪︎ He's never really had a girlfriend, so the idea of finally having one freaks him out

▪︎ What if he got rejected? You were way out of his league, anyways. At least that's what he thinks.

▪︎ The gang practically had to force him to ask you out

▪︎ Either A) he asked you out indirectly

▪︎ Or B) the gang set out two up

▪︎ Either way, there you two were, sitting at the diner across from each other.

▪︎ It was pretty awkward at first, he didn't really know what to do, so he just drank his milkshake to fill the silence

▪︎ Eventually you finally managed to start a conversation

" ..remember when Two-Bit shaved that squirrel Pony found? "

" heh.. yeah "

▪︎ After that the two of you hit it off

▪︎ 15 minutes in and he got more comfortable, smiling every time you talked

▪︎ You both talked, sharing a basket of fries and drinking milkshakes. 10/10 date.

▪︎ He insisted to walk you back home

▪︎ You walked right beside each other the whole time

▪︎ He wanted to hold your hand but he wasn't really ready for the whole pda thing

▪︎ Which is fine, he warms up to it later.

▪︎ Whenever you got to your house he didn't want to leave

▪︎ Instead of saying 'goodbye' like a normal date, you kissed him right on the cheek

▪︎ His smile was the sweetest thing you ever saw.

▪︎ Once you two got to your third date he figured out he really liked you

▪︎ Not just a crush, this was a thing now.

▪︎ You were both sitting at the drive-in together, right beside each other

▪︎ That's when hee finally worked up the courage to put his hand on top of yours

▪︎ You just smiled, keeping your lit-up eyes on the movie screen

▪︎ Your first kiss was probably that same night

▪︎ Not anything intimate, just a really sweet 5-second kiss

▪︎ Someone in the gang probably somehow saw it

▪︎ The whole gang found out before Johnny even got back to the Curtis house

" HOLY SHIT, JOHNNY! "

" what..? "

" Whaddya mean what!? Ya' got 'er to kiss ya'?!?"

▪︎ Once you two got more comfortable with each other, physical affection became as normal as a blue sky.

▪︎ Sure he still flinched whenever you touch a scar on his hand, but it's getting better.

▪︎ He'll hold your hand, pull you against him, play with your hair, all that.

▪︎ He keeps pet names simple

▪︎ Baby, babe, darlin' or just your name

▪︎ Always makes time for you

▪︎ It doesn't matter if there's a rumble on date night, he'd come watch a movie with you with a broken nose.

" Johnny.. you sure you don't wanna go to a hospital? "

" I'm sure, baby, it ain't even that bad. "

▪︎ Dates are normally pretty laid back and of course, cheap.

▪︎ Drive-ins, movie nights, sitting in the lot together

▪︎ One night you just sat on the grass of the lot talking, sharing a cigarette (or not, you do you)

▪︎ It doesn't matter to him as long as he gets to spend time with youm

▪︎ After a while he starts coming to your house instead of the lot

▪︎ And he's so grateful for it

▪︎ He finally has somewhere to sleep that isn't lotus infested and cold

▪︎ That and he had someone he could trust, someone to hold him.

▪︎ He always feel safer with you, like nothing could happen.

▪︎ The gang's grateful for it too

▪︎ They notice that Johnny isn't as jumpy when you're around since he's too focused on you too even flinch.

▪︎ He always finds gifts to bring you

▪︎ Sometimes Soda will give him something free at DX, sometimes Dal will steal something, other times he'll just bring you flowers he found.

▪︎ He doesn't really flirt but he definitely compliments you a concerning amount.

▪︎ HIS SCAR!?

▪︎ The same way you'd trace Steve's tattoo or play with Dal's necklace, you'd trace his scar

▪︎ Him laying down with you, listening to your steady heartbeat as you push his greased hair back to trace the scar.

▪︎ The first time you did it he tensed up, but now it's relaxing to him

▪︎ The way your thumb goes from his eyebrow down to his cheekbone could make him fall asleep.

▪︎ 😭❤️

▪︎ He knows you don't like playing with his greased up hair, he doesn't like it either, so he starts washing his hair more

▪︎ Eventually he's at the Curtis house and your house more than he's at his house

▪︎ Again, everyone's grateful for it.

▪︎ It was probably some random night in your room where he said he loved you

▪︎ He was just laying on your chest, listening to you hum quietly as you played with his for-once-actually-clean-hair

".. yknow I love you, right? "

▪︎ It took you a second to process it.

" ..yeah, I know. Love you too, Johnny "

▪︎ 😭🫶

Two-Bit's next!

#the outsiders #the outsiders headcanons #dallas winston #sodapop curtis #steve randle #johnny cade #ponyboy curtis #two bit mathews #darry curtis #the outsiders x reader #johnny x reader #johnny cade x reader #the outsiders johnny

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jxckchxmpi0n · 4 months

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Jack champion x fem reader and he plays spiderman and reader is mj?

I'm going to make this into some headcanons

hope you enjoy <3

Being Ethan's mj headcanons

did not proofread |m.list

update : I just now realized that after posting this what you were asking I will 10000% rewrite this as its supposed to be!! I'm so sorry I hope this is okay for the time being! idk why it took so long for my brain to realize what you were actually asking for :(((((

Happy New Year babes!!!! I hope you all had a great new year's and were safe! I'm so excited for this new year and to grow my account. I am going back to school next week, so the requests are going to come out slowly, but I am writing them. I will try to post once or twice a week but I no promises <;3 I love you all so much and thank you so much for your support it really means so much to me.

You didn't know who Ethan was before your junior year in high school. both of you got paired up for a science project and ended up hitting it off and became close friends.

Chad would try to get Ethan to ask you out, he would be sad for weeks after you both finished the project, unable to see each other after classes had changed.

After a fight with some jock, you saw him hanging outside trying to clean up the cuts on his face, you would end up helping him and get to talking.

"Listen Ethan I actually wanted to ask you if you wanted to go out sometime." he would just stare at you in disbelieve, he'd be smiling so much the cut on his cheekbone started to bleed again.

From there on it was official you were in a relationship with him, he would always meet you up after school take the long way home just so he could be with you longer.

After a few months there was a change in how he was acting, you also noticed something different about him but couldn't put your hand on it.

This weekend it was longer due to some holiday and you, and Ethan had planned to spend the entire weekend together watching Star Wars and building Legos, but Ethan's mind had been so wrapped up in his new actives that he forgot.

Crawling through his window he heard his aunt talking, but he also heard another voice, and it was yours. His heart beating faster, just hearing your voice has that effect on him.

But thinking about your voice distracted him from realizing you were walking to his room, once he saw the door handle move panic set in.

Quickly he fell from the ceiling and grabbed a blanket but tripped himself in the process. "Ethan? when did you get home?" and before you both knew it you were holding the blanket while he shot up holding a hand to your month to stop you from yelling.

"Please, don't say anything! My aunt doesn't know yet you can't tell anyone!" his voice was harsh yet soft and scared. He was scared with how you were going to act.

"You're fucking spiderman! Holy shit! Holy Shit" you dropped the blanket and jumped into his arms. he stood there for a second confused, he eventually gave in wrapping his arms around you. feeling the warmth of your body against his. He felt safe with you.

"You have to tell me everything! and oh my god I have so many questions! but also you idiot!" you slapped him aside the head laughing but also giggling at the fact that your boyfriend is spiderman.

From there on you would help him fix his suit if he ever needed it or cover for him if a lie came back to haunt him.

Some nights he'd come to your window sharing all the details about some sandwich robbery he stopped.

There would be times where it's hard to be with Ethan, you sometimes thought he loved being spiderman than being with you. His actions spoke more than words could at times.

Bailing on date nights, sometimes right in the middle of your date. You love him and love seeing how much joy he gets out of helping others, but it also takes a toll on your relationship.

After an argument about how you felt he bailed out on you not wanting to say something he'd regret.

Things just got harder from there, you both agreed that you'd be better off apart, but you both lied to yourself.

Ethan thought it was better only to keep you safe from the criminals, and you thought it was all stupid. Knowing spiderman is who he is but he's also Ethan Landry the love of your life.

Soon things would take a turn for the worst as one of his enemies found out your importance to spiderman. Kidnapping you and using you as a pawn to trap him.

Ethan's heart would break seeing you in so much pain, even after trying to leave you to keep you save it did nothing. there you sat in front of him after he fought the villain. He didn't know what to do.

Both of you scrapped and bloodily up all you want to do is be in his arms. And just like before he stood shocked for a moment feeling your body against his.

It felt so right, wrapping his arms around your body he held you tight, tighter than he ever has. "I'm so sorry y/n please I'm so sorry i love you" he tucked his head into your neck, the faint smell of your perfume filled his nose.

"Don't ever leave me ever again! I'm being serious" you hugged him as tight as he did to you. "And I love you too."

#jack champion #ethan landry #scream vi #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry x reader #jack champion imagine #jack champion x reader #spider avatar #ethan landry smut #ghost face x reader #spiderman ethan landry #ethan landry x you #jack champion is all i think about #jack champion fluff #jack champion fanfic #avatar spider #avatar way of water #avatar

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svltzmans · 8 months

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so hot you're hurting my feelings - h.m.

a/n: this was a request from a lovely anon :) i had a lot of fun writing it so i hope you all love it! i'm still pretty new to writing explicit content so bear with me!! (i'm also obsessed with naming my fics after songs, this one is by caroline polachek and i feel like it fits the bill)

pairing: hope mikaelson x fem!heretic! reader

warnings: smut (18+), dirty talk, lots of praise including use of "good girl"

"how the fuck did you do that?," y/n asks, exasperated. her girlfriend, hope, had just performed the most intricate spell she had ever seen.

"here, i'll teach you," hope responds, going through the spell again, step by step, explaining thoroughly to y/n.

"you're so cute when you get into explaining something, but i'm still so confused."

"come on, you're a tough girl. i'll go through it again. you do it with me this time."

so hope performed the spell again, slowly so y/n could follow suit.

the first few times y/n attempted the spell, she just couldn't get it quite right.

it was frustrating, sure, but hope was right. y/n was tough. she wasn't one to show much emotion outwardly.

but hope could read her well. they hadn't been dating long, but hope had put effort into learning her girlfriend's mannerisms.

"hey, it's okay. you're doing so good."

y/n can't help the warmth that starts in her stomach and only moves downwards at hope's words. hope's naturally sensual voice never helps.

"let's try one more time. ready?"

and they do. hope leads the way, performing the spell slowly at first but gaining speed at the final steps. y/n continues mirroring hope's actions, and it's clear that she's gotten the hang of it.

"lecutio," they both chant, as sparks generate in both of their hands.

"look at you go, y/n! i'm so proud of you. you did such a good job," hope praises, taking y/n's hand in her own.

the feeling in y/n's body returns stronger this time, and she can't help the furious blush that comes across her face. she finds herself hoping that her girlfriend couldn't tell how her words were affecting her.

y/n's favorite part of her week was the "history of magic" class she shared with hope. the pair would always sit side by side, both dilligently taking notes on the course content while also slyly exchanging looks of admiration once in a while.

"does anyone remember the year "icaeus" became officially recognized as a spell?," the instructor speaks, scanning the room for willing students prepared to answer his question.

y/n raises her hand, much to hope's enjoyment. she admires her girlfriend's academic confidence, especially because many people see her as guarded and overly intimidating.

"around 3000 B.C.," y/n answers, not even referencing her notes.

"that's correct, y/n. someone's been paying attention," the instructor says through a smile.

hope leans closer to y/n until she's just inches away from her face. "damn, my girlfriend is smart. great job, beautiful," she says, smiling mischievously.

y/n has to physically stifle a sinful noise, although she manages to play it off with a playful eyeroll directed at hope. confident that hope didn't notice her initial reaction, she continues listening to the lecture of the day.

a wickery match was in full swing, an even mix of witches, werewolves, and vampires all happily participating, including hope and y/n.

not only is y/n tough, but she is also quite strong. nobody else in the game could throw the ball quite as far as she could.

after being passed the ball by kaleb, y/n realized she only had one possible move; throw it all the way across the field to a completely unguarded mg.

she knows it's not going to be easy, but doesn't hesitate to use every muscle in her arm to get it as far as she can.

to everyone's shock, the ball reaches mg seemingly effortlessly.

"holy shit! y/l/n, that was amazing!," lizzie shouts, her enthusiasm for the game obvious.

embracing the attention, y/n graciously recieves high-fives from the fellow players.

hope wraps her arms around her from behind, squeezing her girlfriend in an affectionate hug.

"you did so good today, y/n. i'm so proud of you."

this time, y/n whines. she hopes its quiet enough that hope doesn't hear it, but with her werewolf hearing, she's sure she must have.

y/n lays in her bed, several pages deep in a new novel when she hears a knock at her door.

"come in!," she shouts, almost certain she won't be surprised by who is standing in the doorway.

"hey honey, whatcha reading?"

it's hope, closing the door behind her and plopping into bed alongside her girlfriend.

"just this new fantasy novel. you know, like castles and shit."

"sounds like fun, but i think i'm more interesting."

nodding in agreement, y/n puts a bookmark in her novel and puts it on her nightstand. she lays next to hope, gently putting her head on her chest.

"can i ask you a question?," hope speaks after a few seconds of silence.

"anything," y/n responds.

"is there anything i say that... you know, has a particular effect on you?"

"effect on me?"

"yeah, you know ... something i do that.. you like?"

"i don't know what you're talking about."

y/n is lying through her teeth, and they both know it.

"i just happened to notice, you know, a pattern of behavior."

"what kind of behavior?"

"just, you know, some blushing. extra blushing. maybe even some interesting noises."

"fuck, you heard that?"

"oh, so you do know what i'm talking about."

"no!"

hope knew y/n wouldn't stop denying her desire for praise, and she knew exactly how to force the truth out of her.

"here, let me try something," hope says, looking y/n directly in the eyes.

"okay?" y/n looks directly back, although she is confused by hope's response.

"you are such a good girl, y/n," hope slurs, her voice sultry.

before hope can even register what is happening, y/n's lips are on hers, passionately moving against them.

"so i guess i was right then, huh?," hope teases when the pair finally separates to breathe.

"shut up, mikaelson."

"lay down," hope responds, y/n happy to oblige.

"such a good girl you are, listening to me," hope teases, running her finger down y/n's still clothed torso.

"jesus hope, just take my clothes off already," y/n responds, growing impatient.

and hope does, stripping y/n naked in what feels like a matter of seconds.

"so beautiful, baby," hope coos, before pulling herself on top of y/n, straddling her.

hope's hands start to gently wander, grabbing hold of y/n anywhere she could.

"hope, please just touch me."

"i am touching you."

"you know what i mean."

"i really don't," hope continues to tease. "if you want something, you're gonna have to tell me, otherwise i'll just never know..."

"please just put your fingers inside me," y/n interrupts, her skin growing hot with desperation.

"ah, that's my good girl," hope responds, only adding to the pooling between y/n's legs.

hope lays between y/n's legs, admiring her naked form.

running a finger over y/n's inner thigh, hope studies the way her body responds, with gentle twitches and heavy breathing.

finally, hope gently pushes two fingers into y/n, still focusing on the way she responds.

y/n can't help but let out an obscene moan, finally receiving the feeling she'd been craving for so long.

hope adjusts to a steady pace, curling her fingers each time they're fully inside y/n's aching core.

"such a good girl, taking my fingers like this," hope praises, her voice raspy.

"fuck, hope. f-feels so good," y/n manages to respond, feeling the pleasure build in her stomach.

hope uses her thumb to rub tight circles on y/n's clit, enjoying the way her whines and moans only get louder.

she feels y/n start to squeeze around her fingers, knowing she's close.

"gonna cum for me, aren't you? so good baby," she coos, encouraging y/n to let go.

"god, hope...," y/n almost screams, giving up on holding back as her orgasm crashes over her in multiple waves.

hope talks her through her orgasm with gentle whispers of "that's it, beautiful. you did such a good job for me."

when y/n finally comes down from her high and catches her breath, hope pulls her back onto her chest to relax.

"so, a praise kink, huh?," hope jests, earning a gentle push from y/n.

a/n: it's 7am as i'm posting this 😭 it's already horny on this blog this early

(also why is the formatting on this so weird like some of it is double spaced and some not? how do i fix this help)

#hope mikaelson x reader #hope mikaelson #wlw #legacies x reader #legacies

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catt-leya · 1 year

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The One (18+) || Rick Grimes

I dared to try a softer fic for you (I kinda needed it too) 👉🏼👈🏼💗 I hope you like it 💗

Summary: You would like to sleep with Rick and lose your virginity. But Rick is afraid not to be the right one.

Trigger: age gap (everyone is of age), some sweetness and my smutty stuff

There is a soft knock on my window and I look up from the book I was reading.

I slide off my bed and place the book on my dresser.

I quickly adjust my sleep shorts and open the window, "You're late."

Panting and grumbling, Rick props himself up on my windowsill and heaves himself into my room.

I quickly look down at the street and when I can't see anyone, I close the window and turn to face my visitor.

Groaning, he stretches out, "I'm getting too old for this."

Laughing, I look up at him, "Oh, come on. It couldn't have been that bad."

Grumbling, he brushes his boots off his feet and walks towards my bed to drop onto it, "You try loitering outside the house after a long day until your dad goes to sleep and then climbing up the wall to the 1st floor like an extreme athlete. Oh and my excuse why I am late: I fell asleep in the bush waiting for your dad."

Completely exhausted, Rick lies on my bed and I climb up next to him.

Sitting cross-legged, I place my hands on his chest and draw little circles with my fingers, "I'm sorry. I don't know what else he was doing in the kitchen for so long either."

Grumbling, he agrees and a smile steals back onto my lips, "We could just tell him."

I knew that would make him wide awake and he tears open his beautiful blue eyes, "Holy shit, no darling. You know damn well he'd kill me for dating his little girl. In case you've forgotten: I'm older than your dad, darling."

Chuckling, I put my hands on his shoulders and push myself onto his hips so I'm sitting astride him, "It was just a joke."

Eventually we would tell my dad, but the right time has yet to come.

When Rick arrived here in Alexandria with his group, I had been living here with my father for quite some time. Due to the fact that my mother passed away after I was born, it was always just my father and me. As a result, I grew up very sheltered, and even now that I'm a young woman, he wants to protect me from everything.

Even from Rick.

In the beginning, I became friends with Rick and I never really noticed how old he actually was because I felt comfortable with him.

The longer we spent time together, the more I fell in love with him and also told my dad more about Rick. Since my father is extremely attentive, he immediately noticed how infatuated I am with our leader and the conversation that I then had to have with him was anything but pleasant.

But what he discussed with Rick the next day was on a new level.

Up until that point Rick didn't even realize that I had a crush on him and then when my dad was talking man to man and telling Rick that "he should keep his hands off his little girl" and "he would cut his balls off if he even thought about sleeping with me".

Rick realized why I was always batting my eyelashes so exaggeratedly and why I kept grabbing his arm.

Up to that point, he never looked at me the way my father described, but then he couldn't think of anything else.

Every time I bent over, he couldn't help it and stared at my butt.

Every time I laughed about something he said, his heart couldn't help but do a little jump.

He swore he would never look at me that way or touch me at all, which clearly didn't work, seeing now how he puts his hands on my waist and looks up at me lovingly, "I'd climb to the 2nd floor for you too."

Chuckling, I ask, "Really?"

Playing agonized, he closes his eyes, "But please don't move your room."

Almost every night for weeks, Rick has climbed into my room through my window so that my father wouldn't notice that we both have skillfully ignored his warnings and are getting closer and closer to each other in my small room.

Slowly I bend over until I can lie on his chest and interlock my fingers under my chin on his chest.

From underneath I look into his face, "Rick?"

Questioningly, he looks at me, "Yes?"

I slide around a little on his hip and he grips me tighter to keep me from squirming, "Just lie still, please."

I bite the inside of my cheeks and notice how my hands get sweaty.

Rick has been coming to my room for weeks and we talk for hours, and in the end he holds me in his arms until I fall asleep cuddled up to him, but nothing more ever happens.

Every now and then we kiss, but even that is rare, let alone him touching me in any way that would be suggestive.

Rick is my first steady boyfriend and I actually have no idea at all how to seduce him, or if I'm even teasing him in that way.

That's why I set out to ask him about it, which is easier in theory than execution, when he looks at me this way and asks, "Darling? Is everything okay?"

Out of habit, I slide around on him again until Rick pulls me up firmly so that I'm sitting on his stomach and my face slides into his neck.

An "Uf" slips from my lips.

Confused, I sit up and Rick mutters, "Sorry. That was a little harsh, I know."

I shrug my shoulder and sigh softly, "It's okay. I wanted to ask you something."

Lovingly, he smiles up at me and I put my hands to his cheeks to play with his beard, "You can ask me anything you want."

Slowly I nod and gently tug on a gray hair, "Would you like to sleep with me?"

I'm not even done asking the question when Rick chokes on the air he inhales and his whole body shakes with coughing, "What?"

His voice is raspy and still he gasps for air, "Why are you asking me that?"

Embarrassed, I disengage my hands from his beard and nervously reach for the hem of my shirt.

It's not that I thought he was going to throw me on my back and take me right away, but that horror in his voice puts a serious damper on me.

I fight back tears as I say softly, "I don't know…you never try anything…and…I don't know…don't you want me that way?"

Gently, his hands slide to my thighs and I feel the cool metal of his wedding ring on my skin as he answers hoarsely, "Of course I'd sleep with you."

I dare to look him in the eye again, "Then how come you never touch me like that?"

Sighing, he presses the back of his head into the mattress, "I do touch you, darling."

In the dim light of the candle on my nightstand, I could swear his cheeks are flushed, restoring some security myself, and I rest my hands flat on his chest, "Never like you want to have sex with me. If you don't want me like that, then you need to tell me, Rick."

His hands slide to my hips and his body tenses beneath me as he murmurs, "I'd be your first."

Irritated, I frown.

I told him weeks ago that I've never slept with anyone before, and he's my first boyfriend, too.

At the time, he didn't seem to mind and I just assumed that Rick would eventually take my virginity.

I thought I would just have to wait until I was ready and he would initiate something, but I have been ready for a long time and he treats me more respectfully than he has to.

So I don't understand what he's getting at, "Yeah? I told you that weeks ago."

He finally looks at me again and sighs softly.

That's as far as I get before he gently pushes me lower on his hip again, pressing the bulge of his jeans against me.

Surprised, I tear my eyes open, "Oh."

I watch very closely as his cheeks turn an even deeper shade of red as he says softly, "I didn't mean to pressure you, and believe me, it really wasn't easy to hold back when you're always pressing your ass against me at night, darling."

It's the first time I've felt myself getting a man hard.

Rick tries to pull me back up, but I shake my head, "Don't."

His lips open slightly and I say softly, "I've never felt pressured by you before and I've never asked you to hold back."

The longer my crotch is pressed against his cock, the bigger the bulge becomes and I can see in his eyes how he forces himself not to move, "I don't want you to end up regretting anything. Our relationship isn't the showcase relationship you might want it to be and in a few weeks you won't feel like getting groped by an old guy and you'll wish I had never fucked you. Maybe you'll hate me that-"

I quickly put my hand over his mouth and stop him from saying any more crap like that: "Wow, where did you come up with that? Have I ever given you the feeling to be ashamed of you? I don't give a damn how old you are and to be clear now: I want to sleep with you. Only with you and no one else."

Firmly I press against his hardness and his fingers dig into my hip, "Darling-"

His voice is muffled by my hand and I undercut him again, "Just shut up and do what you want to do. If it gets to be too much or I just don't want to do it anymore, I'll tell you. I promise."

The uncertainty in his eyes is so unfamiliar that I feel like I'm taking his virginity, even though I'm the one who has absolutely no idea what to do.

Slowly, I release my hand from his mouth and look down at him, waiting.

The shadows of the candle surround his face and the light conditions with the blush on his cheeks make his beard look almost completely snow white.

I can't take my eyes off his beautiful face and instead lean over him to kiss him softly on the lips, which he barely returns and I whisper against it, "Rick?"

Slowly I move my hips and grind against him and he squints his eyes and softly breathes my name.

Again I press my lips to his and this time he returns the kiss.

Rick was my first kiss, too, and because even that comes up pretty short in our relationship, I wouldn't say I'm good at it.

But Rick has never complained either and that's why I always try to copy what he does.

As I gasp for a moment, Rick looks at me languidly, "Are you sure about this?"

I nod, "Yes, please."

For a brief moment he just looks at me, as if searching for doubt in my face, before lifting me slightly and spinning us around on my bed so that he's lying between my legs.

I get lightheaded at the feeling of his weight on me.

Of course, he's been close to me before, but never like this.

Not like this, with his hips resting between my legs and me pressing my breasts against his chest with every breath.

To the left and right of my head, he props himself up and looks down at me uncertainly: "Are you okay?"

My heart hammers in my chest and I place my shaky hands against his cheeks, "I don't know what to do. I have no idea what to do to make you like it."

I'm sure Rick will make me more than happy with his experience, but I want him to like it too, and I don't want to lie under him like a dead fish or do something that would completely ruin the evening.

Smiling, he lowers his head and grazes my earlobe with his lips.

My whole body is electrified as he whispers, "You can do whatever you want and I'll like it. You just have to breathe, darling."

Trembling, I take a deep breath and my breasts press against his body again.

My gaze is fixed on the ceiling above us as he kisses me behind my ear and then works his way down my neck.

I can't deny that he clearly knows what he's doing and then when he finds my sweet spot, I moan his name.

Immediately he lets go of me and I stare at him, thinking I've done something wrong, but he merely grins boyishly, "I've always wanted to hear that."

A hand of his slides over my body and he places his hand on the bare skin of my stomach, exposed by my shirt riding up, "But you have to be quiet, yeah?"

Meekly, I lower my eyes: "I'm sorry. It just feels so new."

The bed beneath me shakes slightly as Rick rolls off me and stays on his side beside me, "Hey, you don't have to apologize. I just don't want your dad to suddenly show up at the door because you called my name, darling."

He releases his hand from my stomach and reaches for my chin to bring my lips back to his.

Rick is so close to me that my arm is pressed to his chest and I want to turn to face him, but he slips his tongue into my mouth and releases his hand from my chin to rest it on my sternum and push me back onto the mattress.

I'm only noticing all of this in passing because I'm far too taken up with the way he's kissing me, completely claiming me.

The pressure he exerts almost drives me out of my mind and the fact that my skin will be all sore from his beard tomorrow doesn't matter to me at all.

The kiss is anything but innocent and I'm sure my father would go completely nuts if he could see Rick practically impregnating his little girl with his mouth.

I force myself to comply with Rick's instructions and not groan, which proves to be damn hard and my body begins to shake with suppression and excitement.

Then when I feel his fingers on the waistband of my sleeping pants, I can't suppress the whimper, "Rick."

His lips hover a few inches from mine and he tugs lightly on my waistband, "Is that okay?"

I'm completely breathless and I can see the excitement in Rick's eyes that he must see in mine as I breathe, "Yes, please."

My head falls back onto the mattress and I look down my body to see his hand slowly disappear under my waistband and he touches me over the fabric of my panties in my most intimate place.

Jerking, I thrust my hips towards him and my mouth hangs wide open.

He's barely touched me and yet I jerk my head around to him and yip, "More."

Smiling, he looks at me and makes a few motions over the fabric that almost make me beg.

But he leans in and kisses me softly on my open mouth, "Are you sure?"

Where I'm sure is that he's just teasing me with the question, but I don't care enough to groan softly and wrap a hand convulsively around the forearm that rests heavily on my stomach, "Rick, please."

Again keeping his gaze fixed on me, he murmurs, "As you wish, darling."

Agonizingly slow, he pulls the fabric of my panties aside and as his fingers touch my wetness, he moans softly, "Fuck, you're so wet."

Blinking, I look into his blue eyes and gasp softly, "Do you like me that way?"

Slowly he slides a finger inside me and my upper body comes off the bed.

I've done it myself sometimes, and especially on the days when Rick couldn't visit me in the evenings.

But never has it felt like Rick's hand between my legs and I barely catch him whispering in my ear, "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life."

After a few thrusts with his hand, he slides a second finger inside me and I squint my eyes and press my free hand over my mouth to muffle my sounds, which now slip uncontrollably over my lips.

With his thumb he circles my clit and presses now and then directly on it, which almost brings tears to my eyes.

I'm no longer in control of my body and know full well that Rick is resting his head on one hand, watching me as I pathetically try to grind against his hand to get more from him.

Just when I think I'm not going to be able to take it much longer, he slides a third finger inside me and I feel like my heart is going to explode.

My breathing is erratic and I am a whimpering and moaning mess as I feel my entire abdomen tighten.

Rick must feel me tighten around him because he says softly, "Just let go, darling."

Reflexively, I move closer to his chest and when he presses on my clit again with his thumb, I'm done.

I push through my body and my toes dig into the bedding beneath us.

Again and again I tense around Rick's fingers, which don't stop thrusting into me over and over again, and I notice tears coming out of my eyes.

As my body relaxes, breathing heavily, I open my eyes and look back at my boyfriend, who looks at me as if I were the most adorable thing in the whole world.

Slowly he pulls his fingers out of me and brings them to his mouth.

I just stare at him as he licks them and feel like I could cum again at the sight.

Hoarsely, I bring out, "That was amazing," which makes Rick grin again and he kisses a tear from my cheek, "If you're already reacting that strongly to something like that, I'm dying to see what happens when I do you right."

Like one dying of thirst who has found water, I throw myself at him and press my lips firmly to his.

At first he's surprised by my force, but when he regains his composure, he returns the kiss and pushes me back onto my back.

His hair falling in his face tickles my cheeks and I gasp loudly, "Sleep with me."

I feel his hard cock against my leg, but still he says softly, "I didn't mean it like that. We can just leave it at that today if you want."

I bravely slide my hand between us and stroke the fabric of his jeans over his cock.

Immediately he pushes it further towards me and apologizes.

Gently, I smile at him, "I'm ready, Rick. If you want it too."

Shortly he just looks at me before he pushes away from me and I look at him confused, but he only stands up to take off his shirt.

My eyes are glued to his hands, which are exposing more and more skin piece by piece and I feel like I'm seeing him bare-chested for the first time.

I don't care that I'm staring at him and he does the same, as I am pulling my sleeping shirt over my head a lot more inelegantly than he does.

Completely motionless, I watch him unbuckle his belt and then lean over me, "Lift your pretty ass up, darling."

Never has his voice been so deep and rough as it is with these words.

It drips with arousal.

Immediately I do as he asks and allow him to remove my pants including panties.

Naked I lie in front of him on my bed and he lets his eyes glide over me with pleasure.

Every single inch of my skin he touches with his gaze and when he looks back into my face he says reverently, "To me you're perfect."

A lump forms in my throat and all I can do is watch him take off his pants and then his boxers.

Rick's no bodybuilder, but the muscles that point the way to where I need to look are clearly there, and I follow the signposts.

And how I follow them.

It's the first time I've seen a man completely naked and as I consider what I'm about to have inside me, I break out in a cold sweat.

Rick's fingers inside me was already quite tight and unfamiliar, but to take this thickness inside me seems almost impossible.

Quietly, his voice comes through to me: "Darling? Look at me, please."

Lazily, I look into his eyes and have to marvel as I see his cheeks take on a slight pink hue as well, "Do you trust me?"

Slowly I nod, "Yes, Rick."

He then moves back towards my bed and pushes himself over me so I can feel his hardness against my thigh.

Without breaking eye contact he pushes my legs a little further apart, "You really want to do this? You won't be able to undo it then."

I slowly awaken from my stupor and place my sweaty hands on the back of his neck, "I know. You give me everything I've ever wanted, Rick. You make me feel safe and I know you respect me. I want you to be the one."

I feel his cock twitch at my words and I tug lightly on the curls at the nape of his neck, "Just be careful, please. You're…so big."

Gently he kisses my cheek, "I promise. If it gets too much for you I'll stop. Try to relax and stay loose, okay?"

I nod and with that sign Rick adjusts himself so I can feel his tip at my entrance.

Unintentionally, I tense up and he puts a hand on my cheek, "Relax. I'm not hurting you."

He strokes my swollen lower lip with his thumb and my concentration turns to it.

Once I stop tensing, he pushes into me inch by inch.

High-pitched whimpers escape me at the feel of him stretching me, and I squint my eyes.

Rick's body shakes with restraint and he gasps, "You're so fucking tight. Oh shit I can't take this for long."

On and on he pushes and my heart threatens to jump out of my chest.

Loudly I moan Rick's name, "Rick…oh god…"

Immediately he presses his hand to my mouth, "Shhhhh. I know, darling. I know. But you have to be quiet."

The feeling of having his hand on my mouth only makes everything more intense and I push myself towards him.

I open my eyes and see Rick biting down hard on his bottom lip, panting hoarsely, "Can I…God…can I get inside you completely?"

I don't know how much is missing, but with his hand on my mouth, I nod and gratefully moan into it as he sinks completely inside me.

His arm that he's leaning on gives up a little and his upper body presses harder against me.

Panting, he apologizes and I wrap my legs around his waist.

It's like a natural movement and Rick seems to like it.

So I pull him even closer like this and now he's the one squinting his eyes tightly, "Can I move? Please?"

Until now, I hadn't even thought about how much this level of self-control demands of him, and I'm so incredibly grateful that he's still giving me the time to get used to him.

Again, I press closer to him and murmur into his hand, "Yes."

Trembling, he pulls back on me, only to press himself back into my tightness, not taking his eyes off me for a second.

I wouldn't say it feels uncomfortable, but it's different than his fingers that were inside me before.

It's much more intense and he's a lot bigger.

I feel every vein in me and am gripping his hair tightly as he thrusts a little harder than before and a high pitched moan escapes my lips.

Gasping, Rick lowers his head to put his lips to my ear, "Can you keep it down? I'm taking my hand off your mouth."

Hectically, I nod and take a gasping breath as he takes his hand from my mouth and when I think I can breathe normally again, he slides his now free hand between us and runs his finger over my clit.

Uncontrollably, my insides tighten so much around his cock that he bites down hard on my neck to hold himself back and not wake my father a few rooms away.

The pain is nothing compared to his hips slapping against my thighs in a steady rhythm.

Without a sound crossing my lips, my mouth forms a perfect 'O' and hearing Rick muffle his own deep moan against my neck goes to my head.

Spasmodically, I press closer to him and slide my hands from his neck to his broad shoulders.

His muscles tense with each thrust and feeling the movements under my palms is intoxicating.

This beautiful man is on the edge of his self-control and that's only because he's fucking me and I'm barely doing anything but spreading my legs for him.

I barely recognize my voice as I whimper, "Kiss me."

Moaning and messy, he places his lips on mine and I dig my fingers into his skin.

In that moment, I'm incredibly grateful that my bed is relatively sturdy and doesn't squeak like the bed I had in my room just a few months ago.

I'm barely aware of him murmuring into my mouth, "Let go, darling. Just let go."

Trembling, I yip his name and my body rears up aimlessly.

My whole body is tense and that's when I feel the knot loosen.

Hard, he presses his mouth to mine, muffling my attempts to cry out his name.

That's all I'm capable of, and all I can think about is Rick.

The way he moves above me and inside me.

How he kisses me and his body feels pressed against mine.

Completely out of it, I'm aware of him twitching inside me and growling hoarsely, "Fuck, you're so good."

He lifts his head to face me again and I blink lazily up at him as he enters me with the final thrusts and I feel like I won't be able to take one step tomorrow.

Gently, he pushes my chin up and whispers harshly, "Are you okay, darling?"

I'm not sure how I imagined sex, but certainly not like this.

This level of intimacy and surrender has me fully knocked out and I let my hands slide to his chest, "Oh my God."

Alarmed, his eyes dart over my face, "I was too rough wasn't I? Shit, I shouldn't have covered your mouth. You couldn't even tell me you didn't want more. Darling, I-"

With all my strength, I push Rick off of me so that he comes to lie on his back next to me and I can lie down on his chest.

Surprised by my sudden strength, he stops talking that crap and I sigh, "'Oh my God' I meant positive. That was amazing."

I can see a weight fall off his shoulders, "So you liked it? You don't regret it?"

With my hand, I draw little circles on his chest and say, "With you, I have no regrets, Rick."

The silence that follows is so pleasantly relaxing that it takes me a few minutes before I dare to say anything else, "I have a question."

Rick grumbles something that I take as agreement and I take a deep breath, "Can you do that again? Right now?"

Nothing happens for a moment before his chest vibrates with laughter under my ear, "Right now? Nah, but if you want I can show you something else."

Immediately I sit up and look at him pleadingly, "Yes please."

The boyish smile reaches his beautiful blue eyes and the warmth in them blows me away.

He looks at me as if I am the only thing in the world to him.

Like I'm all he needs to breathe.

And I look at him the same way.

@hail-yourselves @bean-is-reading @chanlvr2 @criminalwalkingsupernatural @sunshinevirus @toxic-ink @kingtwhiddleston @bloodycherry22 @vane28282 @bamslover @acciocarlgrimes @revesephemeres @emo-potato-virgil @targaryensswp @tropodyn

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satancopilotsmytardis · 13 days

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If you’re still taking AU prompts, what about angel/demon? I could see one of them trying to corrupt/save the other, and the possible angst or spice of it

Dabi is a fallen angel who became a demon for an extremely minor offense, the leader of his garrison just didn't want any imperfections among his soldiers at all, and thus Dabi had to go. Because of that, he has spent all of his time as a demon trying to be the absolute worst one possible, doing his level fucking best to try and corrupt the souls of only the purest, best, most devout people because he wants to prove everyone can be broken

Which is what gets Shigaraki, a high ranking angel after him to destroy him. Dabi knows he can't kill an angel that is more powerful than he ever was when he actually was holy too, and goes for the corruption angle instead, doing his level best to seduce him.

Which fucking works to his great surprise, and even more confusing, Shigaraki rails him within an inch of his life, and Dabi really thinks he's won when he's laying boneless wherever they ended up. Because obviously, that had to be corruption. Like it had to be. But nope, Shigaraki is still an angel at the end and chains up Dabi to be held as his prisoner. And Shigaraki says that it didn't make him lose his wings because he loves him and that was an act of angelic love, which negates the sin. He calls bullshit because he's never even met the guy before, he cannot be in love with him-- which is how he finds out that he had an angelic stalker before he fell and that Shig had been waiting on the edge of his seat to be sent after Dabi so that he could capture him and have him forever via holy ordinance.

Cue the angel being the fucked up and corrupted one who is absolutely starting a relationship with Dabi and only feeding him through the 'sin' of sex, slowly but surely changing Dabi's demonic designation into a succubus who needs Shig to survive. Dabi is furious he got fucking played like this, but, well, the truth is that being a prisoner in Heaven is so much better than being a resident of Hell, and even though Shigaraki is a freak, he does fuck him really, really well.

He also gets a bonus of his garrison leader constantly being scandalized because Shigaraki takes his pet demon out for little romps in the Silver City and is not being punished for that. it's even funnier when people realize that Dabi still really does know his shit from being an angel and ends up getting a few other ones in trouble because he points out they're going against this law or that. He ends up being a very happily kept demonic pet for a long while, and his succubus wings end up being the same shape and color as his angelic ones were so people end up having to do double-takes when they see him waking around not on Shig's leash.

#tanco speaks #ask #asks #shigadabi #5 fact au

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maleficentmrsofallevil · 5 months

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Cranky McCrankypants

I've been spending a lot of time on Den of Angels and Instagram. Got an email from Tumblr thanking me for another month of advertising-free payment, and I realized, "Oh, shit. Tumblr."

I am a cranky collector today (again). Sorry.

Things that irritate me (in no particular order):

Scalpers. Oh, sorry - resellers. I remember when "drop-shipping" first became a thing, and everyone and their neighbor paid for those stupid "learn to be a drop-shipper" online courses. I didn't pay it much mind, cuz I wasn't a doll collector back then. Now, I live in Scalper McScalperville. A doll will go on sale at my local store, and by the time I get there, it's gone, and 50 of them are on feeBay for double or triple the price. Message said scalper, and it's all, "Oh, I couldn't possibly let it go for less than list price." Bitch, you paid $10 for that doll, and you're a SAH-soccer-mom looking for some extra pocket money for your nose candy habit. Trying to buy a doll now is a click-war... unless you know the scalper's threshold, and you bid over it. For example, old R&D Susie dolls? Scalpers don't want to pay more than about $40 USD for her, cuz they re-list her for $75. So - bid $75, and you're more likely to get her for $40.

Related: Mattel. You are a multinational corporation that has been around since 1959. Fucking learn logistics, already. JFC.

On a less serious note: plastic. Dear dog, the amount of plastic (and foam and bubble wrap and...) these dolls are packaged in. I get it for playline dolls, but holy shit, for BJDs? You're already charging an arm and a leg for these dolls. Add $50 to the cost already and ship in a reusable cotton bag, FFS. Also, use plain cardboard boxes, please. I can't recycle them once you've put all that fancy foil decoration on there. When you own as many dolls as I do, keeping the boxes makes you look like a hardcore hoarder. If you're keeping the boxers to maintain the resale value, you aren't a collector anyway. You have inventory. Get a warehouse like every other business.

(the hoard)

Doll nudity. It's an inanimate object, FFS. It doesn't care. If you can't handle seeing nudity, the problem is YOU, Becky. People are born nude. They wear clothes to stay warm and protect sensitive bits. Get laid already.

(holy shit, newds!)

The drama blog. I am aware that the mod thinks they're offering some sort of "public service" letting "shy people" confess their opinions. I'm old. We old farts call that "passive-aggressive bullshit." Besides, that's not what the blog is being used for. It's being used by newer doll artists to shit on other newer doll artists. Econ 101, doll artist: if your doll isn't selling as well as you like, it's not cuz of competition. It's because not enough people like your doll. Work on your sculpting. Don't take it personally: Iplehouse is about as old-school as it gets, and their dolls are notoriously shitty posers. Impldoll has been around how long? And they just now released a new body that a lot of collectors like. It takes time and practice to make a very popular doll. So, invest the time, and practice. Don't bitch about how you can't afford to. I knew - personally knew - lawyers who worked days as attorneys and worked nights as stock workers at Target. If a lawyer can get a second job, so can you. Does it suck? Sure. But that's the world we live in, kids.

Phew. I feel better now.

Again, sorry. Needed to get this off my chest.

#cranky mccrankypants

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Only You/ 2

Pairing- Yoongi x Named Reader

Word count- 5k

Includes- Lots of sex, fingering, pussy eating, cum eating, missionary riding, sort of sleep sex?, Sex from behind, so many orgasms, fluff, sweaty Yoongi

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5 months later

Yoongi POV

She opens the door, smiling, "Hi Yoongi!"

She steps aside so I can come into her apartment

"Ready for a movie marathon?"

"Definitely", I answer

We decided, like she said, to have a movie marathon tonight

We didn't however, choose any movies yet

We decided to go on Hulu and Netflix and just pick movie after movie from there

Ever since she called me all those months ago, I've hung out with her more often than we used to, helping to distract her from the hurt

She used to cry in the beginning and I would just hold her and let her get it out

Slowly, she got better, cries less, became happy again

At work she avoids Hobi, never doing his makeup

He avoids her too

He's such an ass, acting like he doesn't care that he hurt her

Or maybe he really doesn't care

I don't know but I'm pissed off that he hurt my best friend

I haven't spoke to him about her and really he doesn't deserve to know about how she's doing

She fine now and I'm so happy she's back to her old self

I follow her into her room, jumping on her California king size bed

I always make fun of her for having this huge bed when she's the tinest person

She just says she likes the space

She roll her eyes, sitting next to me

I can't help but glance at her

I can never keep my eyes away from her for long

All these months spending time with her I just fell deeper in love with her

"What do you want to watch?", she asks, looking through netflix

I can't stop staring at her

She's so fucking beautiful and I can't take it anymore

"Yoongi?", she asks, looking at me

I just lean forward, pressing my lips to hers in a kiss

Fireworks immediately go off in my vision and it feels so right kissing her

Feels like I'm right where I belong

It's then I realize what I'm doing and I pull away from her

"I'm sorry", I say, blushing

I'm such an idiot

Why did I kiss her?

Of course she doesn't want me

She wants Hobi

I just wanted to know what it feels like to kiss her

Just once

She touches my face, turning it back to her but I can't meet her eyes

I'm just waiting for her rejection

"Kiss me Yoongi", she whispers

I snap my eyes to hers so quickly

She's looking at me, biting her lip

"Rrrr....really?", I ask, stuttering

God I'm such a dork with the stuttering

"Yes Yoongi. I want you", she says

Holy shit

Am I dreaming?

This is what I've wanted for so long

"Are you sure?"

She nods, "Be with me Yoongi"

I can do that

I can make her feel good

Until all she sees is me

Even if it's just for a little while

"Ok Jo. I can do that"

She puts her arms around my neck, pulling me closer, her lips on mine

God her kiss is everything

She lets me slide my tongue in her her mouth and when her tongue touches mine, my body shivers on it's own

No one and I mean no one, has ever made me feel this way

No one

I'm over the moon it's her

I feel her hands, pulling on my shirt

Pulling away, I sit on my knees on the bed

She gets up and sits on her knees too, coming closer, kissing me again

I know I'm never going to want to kiss anyone ever again

Only her

She runs her hands down my body, making me shiver

She grabs the hem of my shirt and takes it completely off

I feel self conscious

I don't have abs like Jimin and Jungkook

I actually gained a little weight and while I'm not chubby, I do have a little tummy

I feel her hands on my chest, touching me softly

I look down, watching her touch me all over, biting her lip, desire in her eyes

Holy shit, she does want me

She leans closer to me, kissing my chest

Oh my god, it feels so good

She trails kisses all over me, kissing my chest, my sides, my stomach

"So beautiful", I hear her whisper

Me?

She thinks I'm beautiful?

Is she insane?

She puts her arms around my neck, her lips on mine again, kissing me softly

I kiss her back, slipping her shirt off, our lips apart for the second that takes

I reach around her, unclasping her bra and she lets it fall off her, throwing it across the room

I pull away from her lips, looking at her

Holy shit, she's...she's fucking perfect

Everything about her

Oh my god

My eyes go back to hers

She looks at me, biting her lip again

Her hands slide down my sides until she gets to my sweatpants

I'm so fucking scared

Because it's her, because I'm finally going to be with her

I'm scared I'm not good enough, scared my dick isn't going to be anything she wants

Scared that she'll compare me to Hoseok and I'll be lacking

I hope to God that doesn't happen

She doesn't take her eyes off mine, as she hooks her hands in my pants and boxers, slowly pulling them down

Oh god

This is really happening

She pushes my pants and boxers down as far as she can

Her fingers slide up my legs, one arm going around my neck, pulling me to her lips

As I kiss her, she touches me and pleasure blows through me

I'm already so hard

She wraps her hand around me, moving back and forth as she kisses me, with me moaning in her mouth

My hands touch her body, going right to her pants, pulling them and her panties down

Gently I push her back, helping her lay down on her back

Moving back and pulling her pants and panties down more, I stand up, taking them completely off

The rest of my pants and boxers fall off, and I step out of them, looking down to make sure I don't make an idiot of myself and trip

After kicking my pants to the side, I looked up at her and freeze

I have to keep my mouth from dropping as I look at her

Naked

On a bed

Something I never thought would ever happen

"Yoongi", she calls, snapping me out of my stupor

"We don't have to if you don't-"

I move back on the bed, on top of her kissing her

No way am I going to let her think I don't want this

Don't want her

That's so far from the truth

Moving from her mouth, I kiss her neck, moving down her body

Getting to her breasts and nipples, I take one in my mouth, sucking gently, feeling it harden against my tongue

Oh fuck, I've been wanting to do this for so long

"Fuck", she moans

Oh god

Hearing her drives me crazy

Moving my hand down between her legs, I touch her for the first time

Groaning on her nipple, I just feel how wet she is

How wet I made her

When I move my fingers on her clit, she shivers and moans

I switch to her other nipple, sucking on it while my fingers keep moving on her bump

She's so soaked, my fingers slide down and I feel them go inside a little

"Fuck", she repeats

Going by her reaction, I slide two fingers inside her

"Jesus"

I slowly move my fingers in and out of her, going faster each time, her tight cunt hugging my fingers so tightly

She grabs the sheets, twisting her hands in it

I let go of her nipple and just watch her

Her head pressed back into the pillow, biting her lower lip, little moans coming from her

Fuck me, she's turning me on even more

I keep moving my fingers and rub against a spot that makes her jump and yell

"Oh god"

Found her spot

I keep making sure I rub that place over and over

Her body starts shaking and I feel her throbbing on my fingers

"C'mon baby", I whisper, kissing her neck

I slide my fingers in again and she snaps, shouting in pleasure, coming on my fingers

Holy shit she's fucking gorgeous when she cums

Pleasure on her face, her body arching

Stunning

When she relaxes, I pull my fingers out and move down her body

Opening her legs, I moan from seeing how wet she is

I just want her in my mouth

Which isn't something I ever thought I'd be thinking

Yeah I went down on girls but I did it because they blew me

She's the only one I want to do it to, the only one I can't wait to do it to

Moving closer, I lay my tongue on her, slowly sliding up

"Fuck Yoongi!", she cries

Goddamn it, I love hearing my name from her mouth

I start licking her faster, sliding all the way up, then back down and up again, listening to her shouts of pleasure

She feels so good on my tongue

Soft

Wet

I fucking love it

Swirling my tongue all over her, her hand slides in my hair, holding on tightly and pulling

I had no clue I liked getting my hair pulled but I do

Flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue gets a huge reaction from her

"Yoongi yes Yoongi", she moans, her body jumping from the bed

I concentrate on her clit, licking over and over again

"Yoongi!", she screams my name

I love hearing her scream my name

I always fantasized making her scream my name

And now she's doing it

It's a dream come true

"Yoongi fuck Yoongi!", she shouts, body trembling as she orgasms

Sliding my tongue down, I taste her

And the second I taste her, I know I'm going to be thinking about her all the time

"Fuck!", she moans

I can't think as I lick everything she gives me

"So fucking good", I groan

"Wwww....what?", she whimpers

"So good baby. You...fuck..taste good. I knew you would"

"Fuck Yoongi"

I slide my tongue back up her, take her clit in my mouth and suck on her

"Yoongi!", she screams

I suck harder and faster each time

I need more of her

I want it so bad

"Yoongi, what are-"

"Want. You. To. Cum. Again", I manage to say between sucks

"But you-"

"Want to taste you again", I say quickly so I can get her clit back in my mouth

"Shit", she cries

"Please?", I ask

"Yes ok. Fuck. Ok Yoongi", she agrees

Letting go of her clit for now, I lick her furiously, loving everything about it

Her hips move up, snapping her more into my mouth

Fuck me, that's so sexy

"Sorry! I'm sorry!", she apologizes

Is she kidding?

I love it

"Again", I order

"What?", she asks, confused

"Move your hips again. Fuck my mouth", I demand

"Jesus", she whimpers

"Now baby"

Moaning, she starts moving her hips, slowly at first, then faster and faster the more she gets into it

God I fucking love it

I latch back on to her clit, sucking fast

"Yoongi!"

"C'mon baby.", I plead, "Cum for me"

It's like she needed me to ask because she screams my name, coming immediately, pulling my hair

My tongue slides back down, tasting her again

"Yes", I moan

After getting everything, I kiss up her body, laying between her legs

I kiss her soft perfect lips

"Can I-", I start asking her

"Yes Yoongi. Yes", she moans

I can't believe I'm finally going to be with her like this

This is everything I ever dreamed of

Aligning myself to her entrance, I try to push in but I can't get in

I think I'm too big for her

Oh god no

Please no

I need her

"Jo....I", I panic, "I don't fit"

"It's ok Yoongi, push harder", she tells me soothingly

I don't want to hurt her but I want her so bad

If it hurts and she tells me to stop I will

Pushing in harder, I finally start to go inside

I'm worried it's hurting her but her reaction tells me it doesn't

I slowly slide in more and more, moaning from how good she feels, how she opens around me, how tight and how warm she is

And so fucking wet

My cock is so soaked from her and I love the way it feels

I bottom out, nestled deep inside her, against her spot and my body shivers on it's own

And now that I'm in, she's perfect for me

But I knew that already

And her reaction to me is fucking everything

"Oh my god, oh my god, Yoongi", she cries, her body arching off the bed into mine and shaking hard, her hands gripping my upper arms so tightly as she cums

"Fuck fuck fuck", I cry, feeling her clench around my dick so fucking tightly

Oh my god

Holy shit, she came just from me going in

My mind is blown

I've never had anyone react to me like this

Never had someone cum just from me going in

She likes me inside her that much

And she feels so good when she cums

I've never felt anything as pleasurable in my life as her orgasm

I want more

I need more

I'm so happy I get to be with her

"Fuck Yoongi", she yells, still shivering uncontrollably, "You feel so good. Fuck"

I slowly start to move, thrusting in and out softly

"Oh my god", she cries, pleasure all over her face, "More Yoongi, more. I need you"

"I knew it baby", I moan

"Kkkk...knew what Yoongi?"

"I knew we'd fit perfectly together. I knew I'd fit in you perfectly and you'd fit around me. I...I was right", I groan

I move harder and faster, making her shout loudly, her hands gripping my skin hard

"Yes Yoongi. Fuck, you were right baby", she agrees

I'm so happy she agrees with me

God she feels so good

The pleasure she's giving just washes over me

Sex hasn't ever been this amazing

Because it's with her

Because I love her more than anything

I slam in her harder, hitting her spot, her body jumping off the bed, crashing into mine again

"Fuck Yoongi, there. Please there"

"Ok Jo", I answer, kissing her, then slam right into that spot

"Yoon....Yoon...I'm...fuck.. gonna.... cum. Yoongi!", she screams

"Yes Jo, fuck, yes, cum on me. I want it", I moan

"Yoongi, Yoongi, YOONGI!", she cries, tightening on me so hard I gasp, while she orgasms again

Her body shakes and she holds her body tightly to mine, her skin against mine

Oh my god, the pleasure from her is intense and I want to cum right now

But I force it back

I keep moving during her orgasm to make it feel even better

Once she finishes, I don't stop thrusting in her

I slam harder and she screams again

She's still tight on me, holding on as she snaps her hips up, meeting me when I move in

"Fuck!", I yell, going in so deep inside her, feeling fucking amazing

She keeps moving her hips, both of us moving in sync with each other

I never had sex like this

Not with the girl moving with me

Pleasure crashes all over me, over and over again

Of course it's her that makes me feel like this, that makes me feel so good

I knew she would, I had no doubt

She's biting her lip so hard and it's a massive turn on

But I don't want her to hurt herself

I move my hand to her face, my thumb pulling her bottom lip from between her teeth

"Don't hurt yourself jagi", I whisper, leaning down and kissing her lip over and over

Her arms tighten around me, holding me so securely

I keep moving inside her, feeling her body start to tremble,

"Yoongi..Yoongi"

"Do it baby", I whisper, kissing her neck

She cries out loudly, coming again, throbbing on me and holding me to her

So blissfully

When she finishes, she rolls me over, getting me on my back, and sitting on me

Leaning down she kissed me hard, then moves my cock right under her, sliding down on me

"God Jo you feel so good. Shit", I moan

"Yeah?", she smirks

"Yeah.", I smirk back, grabbing her hips and slamming her on me once

"Baby's so tight"

I bring her down on me again, making her moan loudly

"So fucking wet"

Another slam

"So warm"

Slam

"I love being inside you Jo. So much"

She takes my hands off her hips and puts them on her breasts

She starts bouncing on me hard, pleasure coursing though my body

"I love you inside too Yoongi. You, fuck, you know how to turn me on, how to make me feel so good. How? How is that possible?", she moans

"I don't know Jo. I just do. Just like you do to me", I manage to get out

She leans back, hands on my legs, slamming herself on me

I can't tear my eyes away from watching her ride me

Her body moving, her head thrown back, her breast bouncing, sweat slicking her body

Yeah this is my favorite position from now on

I can see everything and it's getting me closer

I run my fingers up and down her body, watching and feeling her shiver

"Fuck Yoongi", she moans

"Yeah baby girl, c'mon. Cum again", I ask, thrusting up into her as she comes down

She's squeezing my cock so fucking tightly, it's driving me insane.

"YOONGI!", she screams, exploding again

Fucking hell

I need more

When she finishes she keeps moving making me feel so good

"Jjjj.... Jo...I need you to fuck me harder. Please baby, fuck me harder", I moan

"Anything you want Yoongi", she answers, slamming harder on me

The pleasure is shutting off my brain and I can't think

I can't talk

All I can do is feel

She pulses on me and screams when she cums again

Fuck, I can't take it

"I...I...can't...", I moan barely able to hold it, "Cccc....can I? Iiii...inside?"

"Yes, yes", she yells

"Oh fuck", I shout finally letting go, releasing inside her, my body shaking hard

"Joanne, shit, fuck, oh god baby", I moan, holding her on me, ecstacy rolling over me, her cunt so wet, clenching so hard again and again

Fuck

It's the most intense orgasm I ever had and it feels out of this fucking world

After I finish, I pull her on top of me, arms around her

She puts her head on my shoulder, face in my neck, her arms around me too

I love being in her arms

"Yoongi...I...Jesus", she mumbles

"I know Jo. It...wow", is all I can say

After a few minutes of silence she asks, "Are you leaving?"

Should I?

I don't want to

I want to stay with her

But I guess I should go

It was just sex

For her

Not me

I open my mouth to answer, when she says, "Because I don't want you to"

My heart flutters with happiness

"I....you don't?"

"No. I want you to stay"

Oh god, it's exactly what I want to hear

"Can you stay with me tonight? I miss sleeping next to you like we used to before...when we were younger"

She was going to say before Hobi

We used to nap together before she got with him, since we were little

We both love sleep and it was natural for us

Nothing sexual about it, just sleeping

Now it's different because we're in bed naked but she still wants me to stay

And there's nothing I want more

"Yea Jo, I'll stay. I'll stay as long as you want"

The smile that burst on her face knocks the breath from my lungs

She presses her lips against mine, kissing me again

Stars burst in my vision and I'm elated she's kissing me again

And she kissed me

Not the other way around

She moves off me but she doesn't go far, laying her head on my chest, her arm around me, cuddling into me

I've never been more happy as I hold her tightly to me and run my fingers in her hair

🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱

J POV

I wake up because Yoongi is moving

Pleasure hits me all of a sudden and I have to stop from yelling

What the hell?

It takes me a few seconds to realize that Yoongi is inside me and we're having sex

I look up at him but he's still sleeping

We moved around while we slept, so now we're facing each other

His arms are around holding me tightly

One of my legs is over his body and I'm cuddling into him

Is he really sleeping?

I look at him and he is

Damn

That's fucking hot

It's not too hard to see what happened

My leg over him made us touch each other

Like perfectly

I guess he got hard while he was sleeping and it just happened

I'm just surprised that he's still sleeping and hasn't woken up yet

Does it not feel good for him?

I woke up because of his movements and how good it feels

I'm reaching up to wake him up when he moves again, causing an orgasm

"Hh...holy shit", I moan, the sudden pleasure blinding me, "Yyyy...Yoongi"

Jesus it feels so good

My body leans into his on it's own, while moans just come from my mouth

His eyes flutter and he opens them slowly

"Jo?", he yawns before he moans, "Oh god"

His eyes snap open and he looks down at me

"What?", he asks, confused

"Yyy...you... Jesus", I whimper, "I woke up with you....uh...having sex with me while you were sleeping"

His eyes widen while shock forms on his face

He immediately pulls out and starts apologizing

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry", he says at the same time that I whine, "No come back"

He stops looking at me, "Come back?"

"Yes come back"

"Are you-"

"Yes", I answer, pulling him to me, my lips on his

Fire runs through me when I kiss him

That happened the first time he kissed me too

I've never felt that before

Not even with Hobi

I don't know why and I don't want to think about it right now

He kisses me back, his arms holding me against him

He pulls my leg over him again and he slides back inside, pushing hard

And my body goes crazy

"Yoongi, fucking yes, Yoongi", I moan, pressing my body right against him, holding him as close as he can get

My body shakes and he hasn't even moved yet

"Fuck Jo. Oh God", he moans, his face in my neck as he trembles too

I don't know why I react this way to him

Or why he reacts this way to me

He just feels so fucking good and I need every part of him touching me

Like his kiss, I've never reacted this way to sex before

Never shake uncontrollably or feel this amount of pleasure from someone just going inside

Never came from someone going in like I did the very first time he went in

My body just wants him

I just want him

It's like I lose control of myself

And I really like that a lot

I like giving him full control of me

He knows how to work me and I don't know how

We've never been together before this

I didn't see him like that before

I mean I'm not blind, I know he's gorgeous but he's always been Yoongi, my best friend

But now

Sex with him is fucking out of this world and I want more

"Fuck Jo, the way you react to me...", he murmurs, his body shaking too, his lips pressing kisses to any part of my skin he can, "No one has ever been this way with me"

Well they're stupid

"I...I don't know Yoongi. You just feel so...I've never reacted like this to anyone before", I tell him

I don't know why I'm telling him but I want him to know

"Really? You're not making that up?", he asks hopefully

He's so beautiful

Why haven't I noticed him more?

Moving hair from his face, I answer, "I'm not making it up Yoongi. No one has made me feel as good as you. No one has made me react this way. Not even Hobi. Just you"

The smile that bursts on his face, takes my breath away

Again, why haven't I noticed his smile sooner?

He kisses me while he starts moving

Pleasure hits me everywhere, making me moan, "Yoongi yes"

"Mmm jagi you feel amazing. I love the way you feel around me", he groans

Fuck, I really like him calling me jagi

It feels right

He moves me on my back without stopping his thrusts

The pleasure is taking over

He's taking over me, all my senses are tuned into just him

I fucking love it

No one has ever been so perfect for me

He is

In every way

His gorgeous hands run all over my body, my skin trembling under his touch

Fuck, just seeing his hands on me is such a turn on

His lips are so soft as he keeps kissing me

Right now, he's everything

He thrusts harder and faster, hitting my spot

"Fuck Yoongi!", I shout, my body lifting from the bed into his

His arm hooks around my back, holding me against him

"Got it jagi", he smirks and that turns me on so much more

"You're gonna cum so much now"

I can't fucking wait

"Make me", I smirk back

He kisses me again, "Remember you asked for it"

He slams right into my spot, making me cum instantly

"YOONGI! Holy fuck!", I scream, shuddering hard against him

"So fucking beautiful", I hear him whisper

Me?

Is he talking about me?

"Again baby, please", he asks, "I want to watch you. You're so fucking sexy, so beautiful. I want it. I want to feel it"

Jesus, he's making me so horny

I manage to smirk, "Yeah? You like when I cum on you baby?"

He nods rapidly, "I love it. You feel so good. It's fucking everything"

Oh god

He's making me feel so wanted

So loved

Like I'm the only thing that can make him happy

I miss that feeling

Hobi had been ignoring me and fighting with me the last few months before he dumped me

It's nice to feel wanted

"Please", he pleads

"Work for it", I tease

"I will"

He moves on his knees, opening my legs wide, one ankle in each hand

He pounds into me so fucking hard, right against my spot

God feeling his cock moving inside me, hitting that spot gives me pleasure like I've never felt before

Not even with Hobi

It just takes over my body, shutting off my mind

"Yoongi!", I scream, climaxing, pleasure intense

"Yes fuck, good girl", he moans

Fuck I like him that

I'll be his good girl

He keeps thrusting, making me cum right after my other orgasm ends

Holy fuck, the pleasure is so intense

He keeps slamming me through my orgasm right into my spot, giving me another one right away

Jesus I've never came multiple times in a row

It's so fucking intense and so goddamn good

"More", Yoongi shouts

He puts one leg on his shoulder and drops my other one, thrusting hard

"Oh my god Yoongi!", I scream loudly

He pulls out, turns me on my hands and knees, then plunges back in

"Oh fuck!", I yell

He slams into me over and over

"Yoongi!", I shout, coming again

I can't take it

He's making me feel so fucking good

"Oh fuck jagi. Your creaming my cock so fucking much", he murmurs, fucking me through my orgasm, "It's all over. So fucking pretty

I moan, so turned on and clench his cock so hard

He feels so good sliding in and out, it's insane

I move, sliding on back and forth on his cock while he thrusts in

"Fuck Jo, yes", he moans

"My baby's gonna cum?", I ask

"Yes...fuck yes", he whimpers

As he pounds me so hard, he leans over me and I feel him start to play with my clit

"Yoongi, fuck baby"

"Wwww....want you tttt....to cum sss....so I can", he stammers, "I nnn.. fuck....need it"

"Wwww....what?", I ask, not understanding

That's probably because my mind is shutting down from the pleasure

"I...I nnn...need you to cum. It ...it makes mmm....me cum"

Me coming makes him cum?

Oh god, that's fucking amazing

"Ppp....please baby, make me cum", he begs

His pleading pushes me over the edge, mind blowing pleasure taking over

"YOONGI!!!", I scream at the top of my lungs, my body, arms and legs shaking as I climax

I'm having a hard time staying up, but I'm making myself so he can cum

I want him to feel as amazing as he made me feel

His hand moves from my clit to my hips, squeezing so hard

"Joanne! Baby! Oh fuck!", he shouts, coming, his body shake hard against me, his cock burying deep inside, throbbing, his warm cum filling me so well

When he finishes, he pulls out and I collapse on the bed, face down

He falls next to me face down too

I turn to him breathing hard

He turns to me too and smiles at me

He's all sweaty but he's still so fucking hot

I reach out, moving his hair

"Baby's all sweaty", I smile, moving my hand down, touching his face softly

He puts his hand over mine, turns his face, kissing my palm

My heart flutters and I don't know why

And in that second, all I want is for him to kiss me

"Kiss me Yoongi", I whisper

Another smile bursts on his face and he moves closer

His lips brush against mine in a soft kiss

A warm feeling spreads through me

I don't want to think about it

I just want to feel him kissing me

He pulls away, but I put my arm around his neck, stopping him

"No Yoongi. Keep kissing me. I love your kisses. I want more. Please", I ask

He nods, "Ok jagi. I love kissing you too"

He pulls me against him, his lips back on mine

Happiness floods me as I lay in Yoongi's arms, just kissing him

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katrin-may · 1 year

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CW: reader na'vi x neteyam, fluff, cuddles, cute nicknames, little kisses.

TW:.blood, meat, carnage, self-loathing, tears.

A/N Hi honeypie's! it turned out quite a lot this time, but I think it's pretty similar to my previous work. I really want to consult with you and hear your opinions as well as suggestions. I would be very happy to see your ideas, enjoy reading everyone! Also, I won't forget to remind you: English is not my first language, so there may be spelling errors. Thank you!🥰

- I bet you can't kill any of them," L'oak asked suddenly, and his eyebrows rose, sliding back and forth between you and the animal. You were sitting in a tree.

- What?" You raised your eyebrows in surprise and stared at your friend. - I'd better let you go ahead.

- Weak girl, I get it," the guy rolled his eyes.

- Go to hell," you jerked his shoulder, and then stared at the group of Hexapede.

- What if I told the Neteyam how you feel? - My heart started pounding again.

- I don't have time to fool around," you said without looking away.

- You're boring," L'oak leaned back on the branch and closed his eyes on his chest, his arms crossed grudgingly. A tanator came into view. That gave you something to worry about.

- Look who's here," you began rubbing your friend's knee, and he stood up when he saw the wary creatures.

Thanator was pacing beside the Hexapede beasts, intent on attack.

- Prepare to retreat, on one... Two... - Before you could finish your sentence, L'oak burst out of his seat and launched himself at the herbivores. - What the hell are you doing?

- Getting lunch! - His friend shouted back merrily. He climbed up the hexapod and rode it like a Direhorse The lad had removed his knife from his belt and was about to sink it into his throat. L'oak didn't notice the predator until the herbivores were gone, and the one he had saddled abruptly dropped the lad and joined his group. Saliva flowed thickly from the beast's mouth, watering Na'vi like a bucket.

- Shit. We need backup, now! - Calling for help, you went downstairs.

- Good tanator... Good... - the guy laughed nervously and raised his hands in front of him. The animal was an inch from L'oak's face and he regarded it. Then you saved the boy and put him on the run.

- You fool! - You ran through the foliage, trying not to touch the animal. - I told you not to be a fool! - You ran as fast as you could, but it was hard to outrun the thanator, and when you came to a bend you hit a dead end. Waterfall. Without thinking, you pushed your friend into it, and you remained standing on the ground. The consequences were not long in coming. The predator jumped on you. You tried to push it away, but to no avail. The tanator began to scratch your body, leaving deep marks. You screamed and cried. The next clawed paw struck your arm, then your legs, and then your face. That was it. Blood became critically lacking. You could no longer breathe properly. It was the end. He sank his teeth into your shoulder, a punch followed, and your body fell. Your vision is blurred, but you recognize Netheyam's silhouette from a thousand.

It is dark. The light was barely visible. You opened your eyes, looking around, you realized you were in a room, and not alone. There was a guy sitting next to you, making your heart skip a beat. He was asleep.

- Am I in heaven? - You whispered, examining him. The man's ear hissed, his eyes opened. Did you notice that you're covered in bandages? And your hand resting in your friend's hand.

- Y/N?! Oh, holy Eywa, thank you! - There were tears in the corners of Neteyam's eyes.

- How did I even survive? How long had I slept? Where is L'oak, is he all right? - You tried to rise to a sitting position but Neteyam's arms stopped you, gently pulling you back to your previous position.

- Don't make any sudden movements yet," he said as he gently placed his hand on your head. - In any case. It's been two weeks, L'oak is perfectly healthy, he told us everything as it was and his father put him under house arrest," your eyes widened and you began to breathe heavily, the boy noticing your unease and beginning to stroke your hair.

- Two weeks? Like two weeks," you seemed oblivious to what your friend had said about L'oak.

- Oh, it's all right. It's all right now that you've finally recovered, well, almost..." He pursed his lips and looked at me. - He pressed his lips together and looked at your feet.

- What?" You raised your eyebrows to the bridge of your nose, and your eyes quickly darted upward. Neteyam's presence confused you, and you didn't even pay attention to your condition. You looked around, and this time the following view opened before your eyes: in addition to the bandages, you noticed the absence of a very important detail: your right leg. - My leg! Where is it? - You sat up abruptly and began to cry. Your gaze fell on your hands, which now had seven fingers instead of eight.

Then you ran to the bucket of water and saw your reflection, which showed a huge scar across your face. - Goddamn it! - You sobbed again, it was hysterical. Neteyam tried to calm you down, but apparently all his verbal attempts were unsuccessful. He took your hands, sat across from you, and stared intently into your eyes.

- Look at me," he ordered, trying hard to see your tear-stained eyes. - On the count of three, take a deep breath in and out. One... Two... Three," he took a deep breath, waiting for you to exhale.

You overcame yourself and repeated after him. - That's it! Well done! - You made him smile. - Now one more time," you both repeated two more times, and he brought you to your senses. - You're good!

- Thank you... But what am I supposed to do with this now? - You pointed at your leg and then looked at your friend again.

- With the help of human technology we were able to develop some kind of prosthesis. Oh shit! I completely forgot, I'll be right there.

A few minutes later Mo'at and Kiri appeared in the room.

- Petal! - That's what Kiri called you and she ran up and took your hand. - How happy I am to see you!

- How am I! - You smiled at the girls.

- How are you feeling? - Mo'at asked, while she was doing something on the table.

- Incomplete," you were still looking at your leg. Kiri decided to help your grandmother and made you some herbal tea, but it didn't smell quite right and you grimaced.

- Drink it! - you decided after all your disgust. Your intuition was right, the tea was indeed disgusting.

- How did I manage to survive?

- Only Eywa knows, but our powers were not superfluous," the woman finished the ointment and walked over to you with it. Kiri helped untangle you from the bandages, and you noticed the claw scars all over your body, it was obvious. The girls' gentle hands applied the cold ointment to your body and began rubbing it into the marks. - It didn't hurt?

- Not really, it just tickles," you grinned. Kiri was very pleased with your reaction and couldn't help but smile. - What happened after my rescue?

- Neteyam brought you in covered in blood, you weren't breathing, but we managed to get you back. In the end, the only thing we couldn't save was your severed finger and your severed leg. And the scars didn't go away. - The last drop got on your face. Your eyebrows furrowed in surprise, and then you ran your hand over your face and felt some dents, forgetting that your face wasn't clean either. - Hey! Don't touch that! - The woman slapped you on the arm and continued.

- I don't know how to thank you, a simple thank you isn't enough," tears came to her eyes, Kiri noticed it and quickly wiped them away.

- All that matters to us is that you're okay," the girl kissed the top of your head. You smiled.

- When can I go back to my old way of life?

- It will take another week or so, besides the adjustment to your new way of life," Mo'at pulled away from you and stood up. - We'll bring you some supper and you get your thoughts together.

The woman left, and you and Kiri were left alone. You chatted about all sorts of things that had happened over the past two weeks, but nothing serious had happened. Kiri's grandmother brought you dinner, you ate quickly, and then Neteyam showed up at the door.

- Oh, you're having dinner here, bon appetit! - The guy smiled and then sat down next to you.

- Where are you going? - You asked, looking at the huge bag in his hands.

- I'll show you," he unfolded the paper, and from it you saw what appeared to be an iron prosthesis. - This is what I was talking about! - smiling, the boy looked at the leg. It wasn't just gray-iron, it was blue with dark blue stripes.

- It's just incredible! - You sat down closer to Neteyam and ran your hand over his leg.

- Ah, that," he said embarrassed, "I thought it might make you feel more comfortable," you blushed.

- That's very sweet, thank you," you kissed him on the cheek and went back to your previous position.

- Of course," he coughed and smiled. - Let me try it on," you nodded, and he brought his leg up to your thigh. After a while, he managed to attach it to your leg. - How was it? - You were embarrassedly silent for a while, but then you answered.

- Well... - he didn't understand your reaction until he noticed he was holding you by your hips. He abruptly jumped back, and you and Kiri smiled.

- Ahem, excuse me.

- Shall we try to stand up?

- Let's try," Kiri and Neteyam stood up and lifted you under your arms. You could barely stand, but thanks to the support of your friends, you kept your balance. - That's good! Let's try walking," the boy said and moved quietly forward. You could push off the surface but your prosthesis wouldn't listen and you couldn't walk forward. - I don't think everyone can do it the first time, but you're good enough! - They led you in. Mo'at burst into the room.

- Kiri! Come here, we have a wounded man," the woman glanced around the room.

- Yes, I'm coming! Bye, petal! I'll be back for you tonight," Kiri threw on her bag, you waved back and she ran off after her grandmother.

You and Neteyam were left alone. He decided to spice up the awkward silence by telling you about the capabilities of your prosthesis. It's getting dark.

- I'd like to check on L'oak," you yawned.

- I'll speak to father about it, don't worry," you smiled at each other, then grasped his arm.

- Don't leave me alone for the night.

- But can I stay? - He squeezed your palm.

- Your parents will understand, Kiri will probably explain," you pleaded, placing your hand, the one with three fingers, on top of his. Remembering your peculiarity, you jerked it away sharply. But Neteyam caught it before you could.

- Are you ashamed of her? - You nodded, but he was not satisfied with your answer. He brought your hand to his lips and kissed the back of it. Then he kissed every phalanx of your fingers, and then he moved on to your face. First your nose, then your chin, your forehead, both cheeks, but he didn't dare cross the line, and your lips remained untouched. - You are beautiful, whatever you are," he intertwined both his hands with yours.

- Neteyam... - Tears came to your eyes. You were very touched by his words and actions. You began to cry. This reaction really surprised the guy and threw him into a stupor.

- What happened? - You didn't say anything and just hugged him. He hugged you back and soothingly stroked your hair.

- You're so cute, you're so damn cute, how can you be like that! Why are you so," you sobbed into his chest, and the guy, in turn, was even more confused. You don't know what this sudden and fickle mood had to do with it. - How much I love you," you said, and continued to shed tears. End of the line. The boy's brain exploded.

- "You... are you... are you serious? - Neteyam pulled you away from his chest and looked into your weeping eyes, simultaneously wiping away the remains of tears on your cheeks. You nodded. - No, wait, as a friend, right? - You continued to sit in silence. Silence is a sign of agreement. The boy smiled softly and pulled you to his chest again. - I love you too, little flower. - You immediately feel better. - Let's not be in a hurry, okay?

- Let's take it slow, okay? Sure. - He kissed the top of your head.

- How are you feeling?

- Actually, your body still burns a little when you touch it, but it's bearable. Oh, and it's still hard for me to sit up.

- Oh, that's right! - You disconnect, and he starts to adjust your sleeper. - Well, here it is! Lie down, my lady," you laughed and lay down. He's on his back and you're on his chest, though he expected you to be on his right, but that was okay too.

- Tell me about your two weeks.

- Well," Neteyam rubbed his forehead and wondered. - It wasn't really as eventful as you think. - He looked at you. - I've spent them here with you, running errands for my father from time to time. To see you in your usual state is an incredible happiness to me.

- And to be near you is true happiness for me.

#neteyam x you #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x reader #neteyam imagine #neteyam fluff #neteyam fic #neteyam #avatar #atwow imagines #atwow

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henrioo · 6 months

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CIS PEOPLE CANNOT DECIDE THE PARAMETERS FOR SOMEONE TO BE TRANS OR NOT

I'M FUCKING TIRED OF A CIS COMING TO ME AND SAYING I'M NOT A MAN BECAUSE I HAVE LONG HAIR, BECAUSE I LIKE DRESSES OR HIGH HEELS

THIS IS MY FUCKING LIFE AND I WILL CHOOSE HOW TO LIVE IT, I WILL CHOOSE HOW I WANT TO BE IDENTIFIED, I HAVE CONTROL OVER MY LIFE, NOT YOU

After this scream I'm going to vent a little because even though I'm a hard rock to break, it doesn't mean that things don't affect me

If they don't hurt me anymore, it will be very difficult for you to hurt me, you know, especially about my trans experience. It's hard enough to offend me, so getting hurt is even harder

But it doesn't mean it doesn't affect me, and it affects and affects me, frustrating me, making me mad at a level where I often question how someone is so stupid

There's this woman (cis straight) and we were from a common group and we became friends, everything was fine, we had similar tastes, etc

But she did something that really irritated me, which was writing Mpreg, if you don't know why this is transphobic, etc. I genuinely don't feel like explaining now, but feel free to send me a message and I'll explain it better later and no, it's not necessarily forbidden to write Mpreg because of this, ok? It's more complicated than it looks

But I ignored it and like I said, mpreg is transphobic but being a writer or artist who uses it doesn't make you one, it's different, you know

But I started to notice the signs, one of the first was how she REFUSED to write trans men when it came to mpreg, she said she simply didn't like it and felt it wasn't her style, She also said that she would much rather have men giving birth through the ass than using a natural biological process that is men giving birth through a vagina

You may not see transphobia in this but it's fucking weird

And then I also started to realize that she was strangely obsessed with gay ships, to the level of just liking them and refusing to imagine them with women or accept other couples

It was also very strange that she EXCLUSIVELY liked gay couples, seriously, both the extreme of only liking LGBT couples and only liking straight couples is problematic, ok?

And now I found out that she also came up with this talk about Yamato being a woman, and I just started to get pissed off because it wasn't just like, oh that's my opinion, She spoke in a way that was like, this is a fucking truth and if you don't believe it, you're seeing something that isn't there

AND HOLY SHIT, WHAT IS THE FUCKING PROBLEM WITH PEOPLE WANTING TO DICTATE WHAT MAKES SOMEONE BE TRANS OR NOT???

WHY DO YOU THINK YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO SAY THAT A CHARACTER IS NOT TRANS WHEN YOU ARE A FUCKING CIS??? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO BE TRANS

And all her arguments were bullshit about Yamato only being inspired by Oden, what a holy shit it already happened, right, use a real argument, holy shit

I'm just fucking tired of people like this

People who aren't even trans thinking they know what it's like to be trans, who know how trans people manifest themselves and expose themselves

No, no, Yamato took showers with men because he likes Luffy, ahem, of course that was it

No, no, Yamato continued using male pronouns even after saying he no longer wanted to be Oden due to Oda's mistake, of course

No, no, Yamato being called son by Kaido himself which only shows that his father knew and supported, besides showing the rest of the world calling him daughter is not a parallel for trans people who are in the closet and can only come out to their parents and sometimes not even that, Of course not, Oda would never think of that pfft

I'm tired, tired of seeing stupid people, because seriously, a person is not stupid because they don't know something, a person is stupid because they refuse to learn something

And transphobes and homophobes are the stupidest people on the face of the earth because they will always refuse to learn

And besides being funny, it's kind of sad, because they never keep it to themselves, they always need to attack others to prove it

Well I never think anyone reads my huge posts but I like to vent on them because I like tumblr

So my dear trans colleague, don't be discouraged, don't be afraid, don't give up

Because you are a star that will still shine brightly in this sky and these idiots will be far below you, millions of light years away, seeing only an illusion of your light, because you will be so badass and so brilliant, that they won't be able to come close to admire your true light

#one piece #henri talk #onepiece #yamato is trans #one piece yamato #fuck transphobes #transgender #transisbeautiful #transmasc #lgbtqia #trans community #im furious #fuck cis people

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hanilessa · 1 year

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HANI IM HERE NOW IM GONNA NEED YOU TO PICTURE THIS.

childe x reader friends to lovers okay, like they were in the same group of friends except when they breakup (for some reason) reader distances themselves from the friends group and in the end, reader isn’t even in contact w them anymore THEN ONE DAY!! they all decide to text in the old gc to suggest a meeting and reader accepts BUT reader being in a new relationship asks if they can bring their new bf!! old friends say yes cuz childe been acting like a jerk who moved on ect flirting here and there

BUT IN THE END WHEN READER FINALLY ARRIVES, HA D IN HAND W NEW BF AND CHILDE SEES IT HE GETS SUPER JEALOUS. cause he should be the one holding your hand duh 🙄 and he’s so mad bc, apart from greetings u did not talk but he sees u smile and laugh to the others so why not him?? and he’s all friendly with your new bf (despite his internal rage against him) thinking perhaps you’ll notice it but you act like you don’t care and it’s driving him INSANE,,

in the end he can’t stop looking at you and he thinks no one sees it but well the tension whenever he talks to you is too big for people around you to not notice

WHAT IF BF HAS TO LEAVE BEFORE THE END OF THE NIGHT AND CHILDE IS THE ONE TAKING YOU HOME AND HE WANTS TO KISS YOU SOOOO BAD

holy shit that was long, made myself want to write a whole ass fic for this AAAA

` Author’s notes: OMG DANI I LIKE YOUR IDEA SM KDJFGJDGKDJF!! i hope you don't mind me making ayato our new boyfriend. BECAUSE WHEN I THINK OF WHO WOULD BE CHILDE'S OPPONENT IN ALL ASPECTS, I ALWAYS THINK ABOUT AYATO. (AND IT'S NOT BECAUSE THEY'RE BOTH HYDRO DPS)

baby i'll make childe suffer here soooo bad for us, don't worry >:) i hope you like it, darling! ♡

it hurts me sm that i treated ayato so cruelly. he really loved us here TT

also my inbox is open for your requests! feel free to text me if you want to request headcanons. :3

» :、♡ NEVER STOP LOVE ME

` Childe x Fem!Reader

` Genre: exes to lovers, romance, angst

` WC: 2.5K

"Damn it." You thought as you took a sip of refreshing soda. Today you didn't plan to drink alcohol, but your old friends whom you hadn't seen for a long time very strongly suggested that you leave your dislike for alcohol and drink with them for your common reunion.

You were very happy to meet your friends again, but your thoughts were clouded by the fact that your ex boyfriend Childe was also present here, as he was part of your group of friends. You didn't have the good breakup with him.

The day he told you that he was going to study abroad, your heart was broken into pieces. Before your eyes all the plans that you both made for two ran through at a fast pace. They collapsed as quickly as tears came to your eyes.

You told him that you could leave everything you have in your hometown and leave with him, but when Tartaglia told you that there was no need for that, it was all over for you.

He so quickly broke everything that was between you two for a long time, like a glass slipper. He trampled on your and his feelings, your common plans with his foot as if it were some kind of trash.

That day, you and he broke up on a bad note. You suffered for a long time, sincerely keeping all the memories that you shared with him deep in your heart for a very long time. But you soon realized that you couldn't suffer all your life and that you had to move on no matter what. And after a while, you met Ayato.

He was absolutely adorable when he helped you with your shopping bags. You didn't notice how you and he started see each other every day, after that you realized that you fell in love with him.

Ayato reciprocated your feelings, and soon the two of you became a couple. It helped heal the wounds that Childe left in your heart. You completely forgot about your ex boyfriend, finding a new love for yourself, with which you wanted to go further into the future.

Exactly until the moment when today you and Ajax met again at an old friends' party.

You were absolutely happy when you received a message from your best friend Hu Tao, who wrote a message in friends chat. She invited you and all your friends to a party at her house.

You and your friends didn't see each other for a very long time after you broke up with Childe, and you thought it would be a good opportunity to meet them. And introduce them to your new boyfriend because you wished that all the people you loved could be friends. What you definitely didn't expect was that Ajax would be at this party.

Your heart sank painfully when you saw him in front of you after you and Ayato entered Hu Tao's house. Tartaglia was also surprised at first, not knowing what to say at that moment. When the silence between the two of you reached its limit, you took a deep breath and smiled awkwardly as you said.

"Hello."

Childe felt his heart skip a beat as he heard your soft voice again. Right now, looking at your hand, which was in the hand of another man, he clearly realized that he was the biggest jerk in this world.

And that only he was to blame for the situation in which you both were right now. Perhaps if both of you didn't break up, now he would hold you in his arms as carefully and gently as a man with blue hair did.

"Hello." Tartaglia made an effort to keep his voice from sounding too tremulous and exhaled sharply as you walked past him without another word.

Now remembering your meeting with him after several years of separation, you bite your lip, out of the corner of your eye watching Childe flirting with some girl on the other side of the room. It was painful and unpleasant to admit that past feelings that you tried to forget about gradually began to revive in your wounded chest.

You took another sip of soda and felt a hand on your shoulder.

Ayato looks into your face with concern.

"Are you not feeling well?" Your boyfriend asked excitedly as he gently lifted your chin with his hand. You smiled and shook your head from side to side, letting him know you were okay.

Who were you lying to? To yourself or to him?

"You look sad."

"Why do you think so?" You hummed, noticing how Ajax stiffens on the other side of the room as Ayato's hand touches your face. You have long since learned to recognize the tense state of your ex boyfriend. He was like an open book to you.

On the other side of the room, Tartaglia grinds his teeth, looking away from the girl who was talking to him. He is no longer interested in her open cleavage when his blue eyes find you in the arms of another man. He sighs in exasperation, trying to get his thoughts in order.

Ajax tried to remind himself that you and he broke up a long time ago, but when he looked at you, his heart was beating with great force in his chest, threatening to break out and end up again in your arms, where you carefully kept Ajax's heart before.

It was hard to realize that you were no longer his, that now everything of yours — both soul and body — belonged to another man, and not to him. And now, more than anything in the world, he hated himself for the fact that he couldn't touch you the way he used to.

Childe felt a bright fire of anger and rage rise through his entire body as the blue-haired man touched your chin. Sorrow and pain quickly spread through his body, making it hard for him to think straight.

Jealousy clouds his mind. He didn’t want anything so much right now as to tear off the hands of the one who dared to touch the girl who belonged only to him. But Tartaglia would never do it in front of you because he knew you hated it when he used brute force. So he takes a sharp breath, his face becomes completely casual, and the ginger man moves away from the girl with the intention of approaching you and your new boyfriend.

"Hey, are you listening to me?" The woman pouts resentfully when she sees that Childe's attention is no longer on her.

"Back off." He said casually, leaving the confused and obviously angry woman alone.

Right now all he cares about is you.

You raise your eyebrows in surprise when Tartaglia is next to you and Ayato. It doesn't go unnoticed by you that before looking into your eyes, he looks at the place where Ayato's hand rests on your waist. You felt your heart beat even faster, and your cheeks blushed as your ex boyfriend was finally there for you. You smile wearily.

"Hey, Y/n, we haven’t seen each other for a long time! How are you doing now?" Ajax says, flashing his bold smirk. He intentionally pretends not to notice Ayato next to you, but when you excitedly cling to the sleeve of your boyfriend's sweater, Tartaglia puts on his fake smile through anger and annoyance and says, "Won't you introduce me to your boyfriend?"

He tries to be friendly with your new boyfriend, hoping you'll notice it, but when you don't show any emotion about it, it drives him even more crazy, like you don't care about him.

"Ah…" You smile uncertainly, swallowing a nasty lump in your throat. "Ajax, this is my boyfriend Ayato." You point at a man with blue hair, then turn your attention back to the person you once loved. "Ayato, this is Ajax, my…" You break off in mid-sentence, as if forgetting how to breathe.

When you stopped talking, Childe felt his heart clench painfully as he realized that it's hard for you to even talk about him. Now he felt like a total idiot.

"Is he the man who left you alone and broke your heart?" You didn't have time to answer when Ayato's voice was heard next to you. Your heart sank when you heard your boyfriend's words. You looked frightened at Tartaglia, in whose eyes an irresistible fire of rage flared up.

"Hm, I see that you have found a worthy replacement." Hiding his irritation and pain behind slyness, the ginger man smirked defiantly. "I would even be upset if he didn’t answer me."

You knew he didn't mean it seriously. Because he always tried to hide his true emotions and feelings in this way.

There was a tense silence between the two men. It crackled like charred wires, and you excitedly ran your eyes from side to side, from one man to another. The last thing you wanted to do was cause a fight and attract too much attention.

An unexpected rescue came out of nowhere in the form of your old friends Hu Tao and Venti. The girl beamed at you, before giving Childe a quick cold gaze.

"Y/n, let’s go have that cocktail I told you about." She giggled and made an offended face. "You didn’t drink a single gram of alcohol today!"

Venti hung on Tartaglia, clinging to his hand, "Ajax, you must help me with one important matter. It is waiting for us in the kitchen in the form of several bottles of beer. You look a little tense. This urgently needs to be fixed!"

And both of you didn’t even have time to blink an eye when you both were pulled in different directions from each other. You could only look sadly into Tartaglia's eyes and catch the same sad gaze in your direction.

The evening came quickly because the party was really fun. You caught Childe's eyes on you more than once, but sincerely couldn't understand why he looked at you in this way. After all, it was he who put a big end to your relationship. When your eyes met his blue eyes, you saw how long-forgotten and tender feelings splashed in them, mixed with a huge sadness that was about to rush out of his eyes with salty tears.

Gradually people began to go home, you nodded in understanding when Ayato told you that he needed to pick up his sister from school. You always thought fondly of how much love and care he had for Ayaka. But it also reminded you about Childe, who always put his family first. You couldn't get rid of the feeling that you see Ajax in all the things that surround you.

When the party ends, you stand alone on the porch of Hu Tao's house, looking up at the starry night sky. You take a deep breath, contemplating how you can safely get to your house, when you feel a soft cloth rest on your shoulders. You shuddered in surprise and turned around, noticing Childe next to you, who was left in only one t-shirt.

Your heart filled with warm, but immediately after that, you made a frown on your face.

"So what about you? If you get sick because of your carelessness, don't even dare to blame me for taking your sweater."

The man laughed when he heard your words. You always said something like that, but you also always took care of him if he got sick. But that was when you two were together.

"Your boyfriend didn't even deign to walk you home." Ajax replied irritably, crossing his arms over his chest.

"He has important things to do." You tried to protect Ayato's honor, but only met the skeptical gaze of your ex boyfriend.

"There has never been a more important thing to me than walking my girlfriend home and making sure she's safe. I'll do all the other things later." The ginger man said, and you both fell silent.

Your heart beat faster and you felt unwelcome tears threatening to escape from your eyes, but you made an effort to hold back the tears. Childe took a deep breath and ran his hand through his ginger hair.

"I'll walk you home."

You didn't answer, silently moving forward. You panicked for a split second that the man wouldn't follow you, but when you heard his unhurried footsteps behind you, you immediately relaxed. Both of you walked slowly along the familiar road to your house and didn't even realize that both of your hearts were beating in unison at that moment.

Now for Tartaglia you were so close, but so far at the same time. And it drove him crazy. The very knowledge that you would never again find yourself in his loving arms tore his heart apart. And it was all his fault. What could he do to get rid of his selfish desire to feel you in his arms again?

He wanted to scream at the realization that nothing could be fixed. What he couldn't know was that you were thinking about it too with the same sadness that poisoned your soul.

As you two approached your house, you stopped and turned to Childe. He looked upset and smiled sadly at you, that made your heart clench painfully. The ginger man looked so sad, like a puppy who was kicked out of the house for tearing the upholstery of the sofa.

"Thank you for walking me home."

From Childe's side, in his eyes you looked like an angel. You were so fragile, in his favorite sweatshirt, shivering a little from the evening cold, wrapping your arms around yourself to keep warm. Your beautiful eyes looked back at him, and when he looked at your lips, there was no other way for him. How hard it is to see the lips of a loved one without the opportunity to kiss them. All he wanted so badly right now was to kiss you on the lips again.

He takes a step forward and when you don't step back at his actions, his heart sings with joy that you still trust him. His lips meet yours in a deep kiss that contains all your and his pain, suffering, sadness and love.

Ajax wraps his arms around you, enjoying the fact that you were in his arms again. It was the best thing he could ever wish for. To feel your lips on his lips, and the way you responded to the kiss, was heaven on earth for him.

You felt an incredible relief in your heart as Childe kissed your entire face with his lips. You both may be thinking about what just happened for a long time, and you both will need to decide what you and he need to do next, but right now it was absolutely unimportant. Because the most important thing right now is that you can once again feel like you're in the arms of someone you never stopped loving. Just like Childe never stopped loving you.

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murderousmushroom · 1 year

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Dreamwalker love|Kiri x F!Reader|

Hello Little Mushrooms ! This Story will definitely have multiple parts but here is the first part

For the Propmt Go here <33

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Living on Pandora for 17 years as a human wasn't the easiest to say the least,the environment was dangerous to anyone who didn't know it at all and could kill you any seconds

But you still loved it here and so did your mother,Trudy.She survived after everything,even while being pregnant of you,she was still fighting for everyone

After the first war with Quarich,everything had changed,you were born soon after,the same week as Neteyam,the first son of Neytiri and Jake

You two immediately grew closer,having an amazing friendship but not going into a relationship like Jake expected both of you to.You had seen how Jake was with his son and that didn't change with his second one was born

It took some time getting closer to lo'ak since he was kind of a trouble maker to the eyes of everyone,but once you started to know him better,you became good friends instantly

Your mother had the chance of growing an avatar body before you were born,hers being ready when you turned 4 and your original reaction to it was quite funny,seeing your mother turn 6 foot tall with a tail and blue skin made you slightly scared at first but,you quickly adjusted

After Kiri was born from grace's avatar,you started questioning your mother about who was your father or how did she end up pregnant,and your mother always avoided the questions

When you turned 14,you realized what having a crush was,you also realized who it was toward,a simple thought that,at first,didn't scare you but as you grew up,you feared talking about it,always thinking that maybe your mother wouldn't accept you or that Kiri would push you away,so you kept it to yourself

Here you were now,on your 17th birthday,ready to finally join your avatar body and you couldn't explain how excited and nervous you felt,it was a big step but Jake wouldn't stop reassuring you,telling you everything was alright.

You were running around the forest with lo'ak and Neteyam,trying not to trip pn every branch you were met with

"You can't catch me!" The younger brother yelled,throwing a giant leaf at you to block your vision for a few seconds until you scrambled to remove it

"Lo'ak!" You yelled out as yiu climbed a tree fairly quickly for your small human body,which definitely impressed Lo'ak

You grabbed a vine that was hanging and moved back,taking a deep breath in your mask and jumping off,using the strength you've developed over the years to hold on as you swung at the younger Na'vi,landing on top of him with a loud Thud

Neteyam practically ran over,letting out a sigh of relief as he saw that you were both laughing

"You know [Y/n] it's not because you are getting your avatar body that you can break your mask now" he said,with a tone of playfulness while still being serious

You rolled your eyes at him,smiling

"I know 'teyam,don't be worried about me,you should be more worried about him" you laughed,gesturing to lo'ak who was still on the ground,looking up at you both

The boys both knew that you were alright,but they couldn't stop themselves from worrying,you were still human and anything could kill you or anything could happen

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The walk back to HomeTree was silent as you all got lost in your thoughts,the importance of the ceremony of tonight starting to weight on you

As you reached home,you were greeted by the young children who would always swarm around you,touching your long braided [Y/H/C] and looking at your hands while asking you to tell them again how Jake and everyone saved their home

"Well Hello little warriors" you sweetly told them all,kneeling in front of them.

While all of them were speaking,a voice caught your attention,your cheeks turning a red and your breath catching in your throat,which didn't go unnoticed by the fre children who were giggling at your reaction

"Hey [Y/N/N],Are you alright? I heard you fell from vine while going out with Lo'ak and Neteyam"

Kiri asked as you turned to face her,her short hair moving with the wind

You nodded quickly,regaining your ability to speak "Y-yeah I'm alright Kiri,just a small bruise" you laughed softly,not noticing how The Na'vi girl's ear would perk up each time you did

"I should not let you go with my idiotic brother" She moved closer,grabbing your arm gently and checking the bruise you mentioned,her fingers leaving burning sensation on your skin as you tried to focus on literally anything else around you.You clearly fell head over heels for her.

You didn't respond,instead,letting her check for injuries

"I'm worried about tonight.." She said,her voice so silent you thought you imagined her talking

You took a deep breath as she held your hand,looking at you,her eyes full of unspoken love you were too blind to see

You gestured toward the small lake nearby,pulling her with you gently as you both walked through the many bushes

Kiri sat in front of the water,her feet dipping into it as she let out a soft sigh

"Since what happened with my mother I've been dreading the moment it would be your turn.."

Her eyes met yours,her yellow ones trying to find some sort of comfort into yours

You nodded slowly,biting your lip and looking back down at your reflexion as you sat next to her

"I understand but there is a difference,I am not injured and even then,I know how much you miss your mother,If anything happens,you'll still be able to talk to me,Eywa will let you" you spoke the last few words carefully as the thought of saying "I see you" crossed your mind

The younger girl shook her head gently, her thoughts running at the possibility of loosing you like she lost her mother,tears were forming in the corner of her eyes as she turned to face you again

"N-no [Y/n],I won't,I'm not loosing you- I can't loose you" her hand rested on top of yours as both of your emotions clashed together,You thought for a moment and let out a sigh,taking a deep breath before taking off your mask and kissing her,the butterflies you felt each time you thought about her finally escaping as she kissed you back

After a few seconds thought,she moved back,putting your mask back on as she looked at you with worry,tears rolling down her cheeks

"You'll have all the time in the world to do that again once you have that stupid mask off and I don't have to be worried about you dying from breaking it" she spoke playfully but you knew she was serious

Her ears perked up as you both heard your mother calling for you,telling you it was time to go

You looked at kiri and blew her a kiss whispering "whatever happens tonight,I'm yours" before standing up and leaving a very flustered Kiri behind

It was time

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First time writing and I don't know what to think lol,didn't take me long to write and will definitely make a part 2 I'd people want one

#kiri x y/n #kiri sully x reader #kiri sully #awow #kiri avatar #kiri x reader #lo'ak avatar #neteyam #jake sully #trudy chacon #neytiri #grace avatar #norm avatar

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alaskashigh · 6 months

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Do have more california x new York Headcanons??

holy shit how did i miss this?? fuck yeah I do

New York is very closed off and doesn't have the time or patience to deal with other people, as we know, so it is really hard to get him to open up or to at least want to talk to you. Because of this, he doesn't have many friends or people that he really trusts (he barely trusts the Northeast states.)

Well, one day he wasn't having the /best/ day, so to say. He'd woke up feeling like shit because of his old worn out bed, missed the subway so he had to walk to work, and on top of that got into a fight with a rude customer at his job (almost got fired). So his day was absolute shit.

California had luckily? unluckily? decided to stop by his apartment because New York had forgotten some important work for Gov in the meeting room. After a while of knocking without getting an answer, he walked into his place to see his apartment trashed from a real bad episode and New York having a panic attack on the floor, leaned up against his stove.

It took a lot of time and effort, but he eventually got New York to calm down and ended up helping him clean up the place. The two of them had food door dashed to his place afterwards.

After that they slowly started to open up to each other more and more, hanging out every so often for awhile. Course with their oblivious selves it took a few years for them to realize that "Hey, maybe my feelings for my best friend are more than platonic." but y'know, their dumbasses in love.

Y'know how New York likes to "fuck off" to Florida when his state gets to cold? Yeah? Well I think that when Cal and him had started to get closer (eventually getting together after years of being friends) he started going to his state more often, saying that he "Doesn't want to deal with Florida's shenanigans, fuck off." California didn't think too hard into New York going to his state for the winter (At least he tried not to so he wouldn't get his hopes up about his friend wanting to be around him) A lot of the states rolled their eyes or teased him for his obliviousness, but he didn't understand why at the time.

I think New York's kids (cities) would be more comfortable at times going to California for help with mental stuff, after a long time of getting used to California and their dad getting together.

Speaking of that, it took a hella long time for New York and California's kids to be okay/get used to each other, even if they weren't living together (then, that is) it was still weird and kind of upsetting for them knowing that they'd have to like each other and get along with each other for their parents sake. Their was a lot of arguing between the two families, and a lot of getting used to, but after a while they ended up accepting it and moving on. A lot of them became close with each other, practically hanging out everyday or so, which was something that made California really happy and New York feel at ease knowing that his kids had Cal's kids to fall back on if they ever needed too.

(the kids would never admit it, but they all see each other as a family and would lose their shit if something happened to one of them.)

They don't really like doing all of that fancy shit for every date, or really at all sometimes, so their dates are usually skateboarding around their cities and getting two different flavors of different icees and snacks to share. They enjoy letting loose and running around their states, going into random shops and buying weird things for each other or eating out at different fast food restaurants. They still like being fancy every once in awhile, but they prefer just doing fun stuff all day outside in comfortable clothes and no restrictions or dress codes. So they usually don't do the fancy itchy clothing and 5 star restaurants every date.

New York forgets when their anniversary is until the day of or before, leaving him rushing around his state for stuff whilst also regretting ever getting his fellow Northeast states help.

California does the same thing, except with the west states including Florida and Louisiana.

They both don't know that the other also forgets about their anniversary before it's already time so they usually feel pretty bad knowing that they had forgotten and the other boyfriend didn't.

(Their so oblivious at times it makes the states want to smash their heads together)

While they are oblivious as hell at times they can be really in tune with the others body language when out (sometimes), so a lot of the time it looks like they are talking to each other with their eyes.

Florida and Louisiana teases them about it a lot, saying that they are a married couple.

Since they aren't really used to people or good with other peoples emotions, sometimes they really struggle with trying to understand what is wrong with the other which can lead to them both getting a bit frustrated. It used to be something that was a problem at the beginning of their relationship until they started to talk about it and figure out how they can help each other when they are in this position. Talking through things has helped them get through a lot of rough periods in their life and has made their relationship stronger.

California's kids like to go to New York when they need backup in fights.

California is good at being the voice of reason and with some emotion and mental health related problems, while New York is good with escaping the law and fighting/physical things.

They both struggle with their own mental health problems though.

California knows how to say "no," but struggles to at times, while New York knows how to say "no," and mean it.

They have both on many occasions had to cover for their kids when they got in trouble with the law, having to lie their asses out of jail time when the police show up at their home. They can't even count how many times they've had to show up at the police station to bail out their kids.

Their kids are going to be the death of them, they swear it. (Though they would be lying if they said that their kids didn't get their reckless behavior from them)

Alright i'm tired so i'm going to end this here. Sorry it's so much, I don't really get asks so I get hella excited when I get one occasionally, especially asking for headcanons (I have so many that I haven't said, this is just 1% of some of my headcanons for yorkcali. I don't really say my headcanons much unless asked too or I feel like it.) man I wish people would leave me asks more without me prompting it lol

also a lot of these headcanons are for a fic that I've been wanting to write for forever now, I just need to plan it out and get to a point where I like my writing. it showcases a lot of my favorite ships, and includes a lot of background stories and shit, so it's like how I see Ben's states/world. if only I had the motivation to write chapter fics and to work on it more. I think i'm getting somewhere though, which is nice.

i'm rambling so i'ma just cut this off here lol, thanks for the ask! I appreciate it

#wttt new york #wttsh new york #wttt california #wttsh california #wttt yorkcali #wttsh yorkcali #wttt caliyork #wttsh caliyork #wttt #welcome to the table #welcome to the statehouse #wttsh #ben brainard

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