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rqgnarok · 4 months
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Hi! I saw you're taking some requests, and I was wondering if you could write something about Jamie Tartt dating a cat person. Love your writing 🌟🌟
tysm for requesting! fem!reader
"He's staring at me."
"I promise you he's not."
"I think he's planning to kill me," Jamie mutters, thoroughly engaged in a staring contest with your cat in the dark of your bedroom. You push your face into the pillow and pray the universe for mercy.
"He's not that smart, baby," your cat- with brown and black fur and a collar around his neck that you put there when you adopted him almost five years ago- meows at the nickname at the same time Jamie turns his head to look at you, and just like that they're glaring at each other once more. You sigh, giving up on sleep for the time being and sitting up. "I told you, we can put his bed out in the hallway while you guys get used to each other. I really don't mind."
You try to shrug it off as unimportant, but an uncomfortable feeling presses against your chest. You really, really like Jamie and want him to stay over more often, but it's like whenever he steps into your apartment he becomes hypervigilant of Bandit.
Not that he likes him much better either. Mostly you think it's because he can sense Jamie's apprehension, but also how much you like him, so he compromises with watching him eerily from a distance.
You've offered a varying amount of solutions, but just like those other times, Jamie shakes his head, adamant and with a determined glint in his eye. "Nah, no way. 'm not letting you move your life around for little ol' me, angel. I just... wish he'd liked me a little, at least."
You can't help but smile, warmed at the sentiment. Jamie; big football star, flashy Jamie turned out to be sweet and quite shy when away from the cameras, soft around the edges despite the many things in his life that could've shaped him to be rough and mean.
You like him so, so much.
"He's just protective," you reach and scratch Bandit behind one of his ears, gratified when he purrs and settles by your side and, by consequence, Jamie's. Despite your boyfriend's current doubts, you're extremely content here, in bed with your two boys tucked in close. "Another thing you have in common, actually."
"Yeah? What's the first, then?"
"You both like me very, very much," you say lowly, meeting him halfway for a kiss. Jamie hums in content, smiling against your mouth, reaching to hold your jaw. He tastes like toothpaste.
The next morning you blearily wake to go to the bathroom and brush your teeth. Still half asleep you start the motions for your cup of coffee and the kettle for Jamie's tea, and when you walk back into the bedroom you find him awake as well with Bandit sitting on his chest, nosing at his face.
"Hi," Jamie says, unaware of your presence, his voice the softest you've ever heard. You mourn having left your phone by your bedside, you don't think you can sneak into the room for it and take a picture without breaking Jamie's bubble. "Hello, good sir. You're missing your mama? Where'd she go?"
He tentatively reaches behind his ears to scratch him just like he's watched you do countless times, and the expression on his face when Bandit purrs is similar to that after a win in terms of accomplishment. Your smile is about to break your face.
"You don't have to protect her, you know," he keeps on murmuring, accent thick and voice deep from sleep. "Not from me. We're gonna be spendin' a lot of time together now. I won't step on your toes if you don't step on mine, yeah?"
Bandit, as if he understands, raises a paw. Jamie reaches out and shakes it formally, as if sealing a deal.
"Glad we had this talk, Mr. Bandit."
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theloveinc · 4 months
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Which BNHA guys do you think try to eat ur ass first time you guys fuck?
My man Kiri has a dick so fat that he's beyond prepared and, in fact, READY to put all his effort into foreplay because he knows that schlong isn't going anywhere without a little prep beforehand.
The first time you fuck, clothes only just having been removed, he mentions foreplay and it's kinda funny because you don't expect such a... manly, big, jock-type looking guy to mean more than just fingering you for a minute or so. You practically think he's joking about it when you're moving to lay down, except -- suddenly he's flipping you right over to press your head into his pillow (gently) so he can eat you out in doggy. From there, it only takes about three or so licks before he's trying to stick his tongue in your ass.
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Deku... wants to be classy and take things slow SO badly, yet... can't help himself if he's eating you out (which he does on the first date because... classy or not, he's a gentleman who gives head) and is putting his tongue everywhere it can reach.
Especially in your ass, given that he's somehow able to get your knees besides your cheeks with how seriously he gets into it.
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And Dabi, without question, of course (which gives us Shoto by extension, probably because this asshole told him you can't give head without eating ass, but... whatever, given the circumstances of their relationship)!!!
He's just not about to waste his time going down on you if he isn't able to cover all bases; that means clit, hole, taint, AND rim. PERIOD. Another guy who manages to fold you in half so well you practically can't stand up straight up again, after. He might be a jackass but he's not a slacker when it comes to top.
I also feel like if you told Dabs he was bad at eating cat he'd add that to the list of reasons to k-himself. King.
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shaunashoochiebae · 10 days
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omg you should write some of the yj girls are the ghostbusters!! I have no plot for it :( maybe something like their first mission as a team is to investigate this haunted building. (your spengler post inspired this ask)
Who ya gonna call?
Warnings: ghostbusters!au (van, lottie, misty, shauna)
a/n: decided to do this as headcanons instead i’m too lazy to write something fully soz 🙈 ik it’s a weird group pairing but i wanted to broaden my horizon for characters :)
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👻shauna would literally be the most skittish mf EVER!!! she’d hear a bang, or another girl whispering and she’d jump out of her skin
👻misty, on the other hand.. that bitch is fearless. she’s the one you’d have to worry about. one of the girls would round a corner and she’d just be standing there like 🧍‍♀️ “what”
👻lottie would be the “leader” type. she’d have to drag the others along cuz they’re too afraid, even though it’s their job and they’ve PREPARED for this (except for misty, obvs)
👻trying to lighten everyone’s mood would be none other than van!! cracking corny ass jokes at the worst times, “why didn’t the ghost go to prom?” she’d nudge shauna with a smirk, “cuz he had no body to go with!!”
👻seeing slimer agh!!! van would be so cool with him cuz he’s just chilling. but like misty would be the one to actually chase down the ghosts and trap em. shauna would be grossed out at him cuz he’s bright green and SLIMEY (fair) lottie would be so completely neutral . like unbelievably fine with him
👻i could so see van trying to hit on one of the ghosts who she thought was fine like “hey.. you been dead long or what?” 😏
👻lottie would tell the group to stay together, just in case, while misty thinks they should split up, cover more ground but she knows she’s the only one with any balls to do anything alone
👻if went alone, shauna would get herself into deep shit, no joke. seeing anything, her face would drop “oh shit what was that” and it was a roach like. her and van would be the ones running around, getting chased after
👻”guys we have to focus, let’s just get this done” misty says to the pair after finding them shaking and crying in a corner (real) lottie’d just be in her own world, wandering around, getting lost, bumping into things.
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avastyetwats · 9 days
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"Fuck!" More papers go flying off of his desk, scattered about on the ground, before he forces himself to a halt, resisting the urge to punch a hole into his desk. That or break his knuckles which would be more likely. Blood oozed from his bottom lip, bruised and stinging, and he attempts to clean it with a swipe of his tongue, applying some pressure in hopes to make it stop. Once upon a time, the taste of blood made the man cringe, despising the metallic taste, but over the years he's grown used to it. Dare he say he almost enjoys the taste of it now, if not for the added adrenaline it gives him, especially in the heat of battle. Though, in this current moment, he's far too pissed off to enjoy it, because it's a fight that shouldn't have fucking happened in the first place.
A fight that nearly got Izzy hurt. If Flint hadn't seen the bastards sneaking up on them from behind, one gun aimed at Izzy, then he would've been on the floor bleeding. And the mere thought devastated Flint. It made him furious. Sent him into a rage that aided him in the fight against the few men that had been hiding somewhere after they raided the ship. He clenches his hands, his knuckles painted in blood also stinging, as he tries to make himself calm down. If there was one thing James Flint was known for, it was his anger. His fury and his rage. It made him both feared and respected, but far more feared. And when it came as a result of someone he cared for being threatened or hurt? There was almost no stopping him.
His men had failed to clear the ship, somehow missing a passage or room that hid the four men, and they had the fucking nerve to aim for Izzy? That only added to his rage. He pushed Izzy out just before the bullet was fired and he returned fire, hitting the man between the eyes. He hadn't meant to make his care for Izzy obvious, to make it public like that, but it was possible it still went unnoticed. By most, anyway. Silver knew. Billy had his suspicions, he was sure. Izzy? Well, he obviously knew of the Captain's feelings for him. Feelings that were not unrequited. They made that known during that night. Through words and actions. A night Flint hadn't stopped thinking about. A night that, admittedly, made Flint angry because it changed things between the two of them. At first, in that moment, he thought for the better but after the interruption that pulled them apart, he wasn't sure anymore.
Because they hadn't talked about it. Hell, Izzy had barely come around him in those weeks that had passed except to talk business. But they shared looks every so often and Flint could tell Izzy was thinking about that night, too, but he was conflicted. Unsure. Terrified. And so, Flint let it be. He didn't pursue. He didn't want to make things worse for the other so he gave him his space, as painful as it was. It almost felt like... rejection, but out of respect, he didn't question it. When Izzy was ready to talk, he'd come to him. Maybe. Hopefully.
Or maybe he'd quit. Leave the crew. Something that scared Flint. He'd been the first person Flint developed real and true feelings for since Thomas, and giving into said feelings seemed to be the wrong thing to do. Even if Izzy did feel the same way in return. And he made it known today, with his actions, that his feelings for Izzy were still there, but perhaps most of the crew merely saw it as a Captain protecting one of his own. The last thing he wanted was to make it more difficult for Izzy, to make him turn away, to make him leave. Especially when he went off on his crew for failing to truly secure the ship.
FUCK.
Everything in his life was fucked it felt like. Yet he kept going. He kept fucking trying for him. Despite how fucked everything was and was continuing to be. Growling, he grabs hold of a glass on his desk and throws it at the wall, watching it shatter upon impact, glass joining the scattered papers on the floor. Good luck to any man that dare enter the Captain's cabin or even merely knock while he was in a rage. @unicornondeck
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d-dalladalla · 2 years
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can you write alpha!ryujin reacting to omega!reader helping them during their rut?
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Ryujin had already started her rut, she was on day two maybe three? she lost track
You were away on a work trip and were due home any time now and she had locked herself in your shared bedroom and tried to relieve some of her stress
She had rummaged through your closet to find something that had your scent still on it and took it to bed
She had one hand clasped around you shirt as it bunched up in her fist and her other hand busy with the flesh flight bouncing up and down on her cock
But it wasn't enough and it was starting to hurt and she was growing more and more frustrated
She pulled her shorts back up and just stared into the ceiling until she heard the front door unlock and crept out of the bedroom, shirt still unbuttoned
You had your back turned, closing the door and setting down your suitcase when you had your front pressed against the door
Hands pulling away your coat and pushing you jeans down to your ankles along with your panties
She didn't tell you she was in a rut but you were pleasantly surprised
She only grunted as she began to grind against your ass, too busy with feeling her skin on yours that she had trouble lining herself up to your entrance
"Want you so bad." She managed to push out through her clenched jaw
"I know baby," you gasped out as the tip of her cock ghost over your pussy, "But in-inside please"
It took her some fumbling around before one hand left your waist and went down to line herself up
Her other hand made itself busy by reaching up to wrap around your throat
"Oh fuck," you moaned out and that seemed to trigger her to start thrusting ferally
You knew that alphas can begin to go feral, especially when their mated and left to their own when in a rut
But you didn't know it was this serious
She ducked her head down to nuzzle into your mate bite, placed where your neck met your shoulder and she scented
She was always the possessive alpha and scented you but it was so strong that you felt yourself get impossibly wetter
She grabbed the side of your hip and used your body to pleasure herself, she used you like her flesh light
She was never the vocal type during sex but now she was the loudest she's ever been
low moans and grunts as she fucked you, mumbling curse words under her breath and throwing her head back
You lost count of your orgasms, maybe on your fourth and she was finally showing signs of her first one
Getting sloppier in her thrusts, not pulling out as much and lazily grinding in you
You could barely pick up on her slurred words as she spoke
"fill you up-" "So good" "Mine" were the only ones you could catch out of her ramblings
She stopped her thrusts and pushing further into you and you don't think you've ever felt so full in your lift, you could hear her cum leak out of you and hit the wooden floor.
She rested her head against your shoulder and now the position the two of you were in was starting to ache
She left a kiss onto your shoulder and took her time pulling out and fixing her clothes back on before taking your arm and dragging you to the bedroom.
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wildcxrds · 7 months
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@eternallyxcyclic
Okay. Not what she expected, but she's been in worse situations.
Right?
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It felt a lot like some sort of sick joke. One minute, she and her son had just received the terrible news that five/six years prior, Jacob's birth father had passed. The next, she was being taken in the night leaving the very cabin she and Loki once spent afternoons in as a way to grieve him. Before she could call for any help, before she could even use her magic, she was abruptly taken, called a 'Variant', and was slated for court.
She'd seen and heard of all sorts of different places because of Kori's dimensional transporting, but she had definitely never - in her life - seen something like this.
But now, her panic was overridden with bewilderment, because while sitting in her cell, an announcement called loudly to cease the pruning of all Variants. (She thanked whatever spirits might be looking over her to have saved her from whatever pruning was - which she gathered was exactly what it sounded like.)
Then there was rumbling, and the power flickering, and the cell she was temporarily held in briefly lost power long enough for her to slip out and take the chance to try and escape. If there was anything she'd learned from Kai, it was hiding and keeping out of sight. So she did, until reaching the first elevator she possibly could, unsure of whatever floor it was taking her to, hit the lowest button. Because, in her panic logic, bottom floor = lobby!
Right??
The doors slid open, her wrists still in restraints and the anti-power collar chafing against her sweating neck, she stepped out into a quiet and seemingly empty curved hallway, making her way down with her heart thumping rapidly in her throat. Her eyes scanned the stacked and messy cabinets lining one side of the wall, following the curve until she came upon the opening, giving a little gasp and trying to stumble back out of sight, hoping that if there was someone there.. they didn't see her. (But honestly, running as long as she had been... she was losing stamina fairly quickly, which made her a little more sloppy in her attempt to hide this time.)
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bu11seye · 8 months
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closed starter for @axillery ( wrench ) !
red hair falls into jessie's face as she bends over to secure her rope . left over from when she had bullseye , that rope has seen a lot of things , and has helped jessie climb several trees . this time , it was helping secure a trap . it's been awhile since jessie ate anything , stomach rumbling sounding more like thunder to her ears as she tries to stabilize herself from feeling dizzy . it's been too long to be picky about what she eats , so jessie is going to accept anything that wanders into her net . with how the world is , it's been weeks since she's even seen a rabbit , let alone anything bigger . if worse comes to worse , she'd eat a beetle or try to catch a bird mid flight again just to keep her from passing out .
pawing up the tree , jessie positions herself on the branch . she moves a bit to make sure it's stable , before sitting with her back against the trunk . there was no telling how much time it will take before something is caught , but she's willing to wait . even if she starves to death .
the noise comes later that night , awakening her from her sleep . it didn't sound like an animal , but she jumps down from the branch just to be sure . narrowed eyebrows met with confusion as she sees a person in her net instead of an animal . " you've got to be shittin me . " jessie groans . " do you know how long it took me to put this fuckin' trap together ? " a rabbit runs by their foot , making jessie so angry that she laughs .
" fuckin' figures . now i have to wait another billion years because you ruined my trap , and my rope . " she groaned , feeling a bit sad that her rope's long lifespan was now cut short because some idiot didn't watch where they were going .
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awkwardcourage · 1 year
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𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔽𝕠𝕣 @iwritemilfs
Hughie had once been told, during an uncomfortable conversation with some guy he barely knew at a house party, that cops wore uniforms so that they wouldn't be recognised outside of work. Which, he had initially thought was stupid, because it wasn't like their face couldn't be seen. But the idea clearly worked because Maeve didn't wear a mask and he almost didn't recognise her in plain clothes.
Hughie choked on his beer a little when he recognised her. They had a moment of awkward eye contact, before he turned back to his drink. He was already slightly buzzed and he decided to leave the ball in her court when it came to making contact.
She wasn't exactly his biggest fan.
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mintytrifecta · 8 months
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[image description: the bugs bunny in a tuxedo "I wish all (blank) a very pleasant (blank)" meme edited to say "I wish all of my Jewish followers a very pleasant rosh hashanah". In front of Bugs there is a jar of honey, a stack of apples and pomegranates. In front of bug's mouth there is a shofar.]
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tizzymcwizzy · 1 year
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this is a poster i made for my call to action assignment in humanities! it's a bunch of basic and easy stretches for people who sit and work at a desk all day (me)
the idea is that you'd put the poster up above ur desk and do the stretches every 30 minutes or so,, the whole routine won't take more than about 6 minutes to complete and when done regularly it can prevent wrist, shoulder, neck and back pain! :)
all these stretches can be done while sitting (although i HIGHLY recommend you stand up and move around while taking a break from working)
you can get a free digital copy of this poster here on my gumroad!
and you can order a print/poster here from my inprnt!
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theloveinc · 4 months
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okay not to be the horny one but. imagine the angry desperate fuck you and tribute bakugou are having on that train 💀 sneaking into your room or vice versa 💀 if not both, one of you is gonna die!!! and you're so mad at him for volunteering!!!
Thank you for saying it. THANK YOU.
Probably the most intense either of you have ever been w/ one another, and yet... also the coldest. Who would've thought that this is what it would come down to? And who knows if you'll ever get the chance again.
You're in bed making noises neither of you have ever heard before, and you can't help but bruise him all over, leave red welt down his back in return for the painful hickies he put on you when you finally let him kiss you after the reaping. Every mark is one that the stylists will notice and be unable to cover up when it actually comes down to plopping you in the arena, but it's so hard to care when really, this is what you and Bakugo SHOULD be doing with the rest of your life instead of worrying about fucking dying.
You leave his bedroom car and don't even say goodbye. Just start crying all over again as you walk out, and there's nothing Bakugo can even do about it because he's upset too!!! At the world, at your odds, at himself for hurting you just by caring so much.............
And the next morning at breakfast, you puffy-eyed and walking funny and Bakugo grumpy as all hell because LIKE FUCK he slept without you next to him after having sex... and neither of you can make eye contact and everyone is so confused akfjakldsjfakdsjf.
But does it happen again that night? And the night after that, too? Yeah. And more importantly. Do you let him nut in you? Hell yeah.
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cyberchangeliing · 2 months
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I am not immune to the two-headed calf poem
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bunneis · 1 year
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21/05/23 edit: heres the full gifset
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clericism · 7 months
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⠀“ It doesn't really leave you ... the nightmares, the trauma ... it kind of just sits in the back of your mind ”⠀he didn't mean to seem pessimistic, but there was no way around the reality of it⠀—⠀the ruminating thoughts that kept them awake late at night. Will almost anticipates those same nights of sweating, struggling to draw breath into heavy lungs. The scarring across his body occasionally feeling as if they've freshly seared his flesh.
⠀Slender fingers wring together with constant nerves thrumming underneath his skin. When nothing else is said, his lips part, eyebrows knitting together.⠀“ Just saying if you ... ever need someone to talk to, someone that might understand, just know you've got me. If you want it ”⠀they weren't the closest of friends, but Max may be the only one that could resonate with his inner turmoil.
prompted starter for @trusight / max mayfield
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Will the real FNAF Helpy please stand up?..
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the-phantom-peach · 3 months
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skyward sword… yeah <3
Crimson Loftwing
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