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(Other than the really weird bit about "Male presenting Doctor") what were your thoughts about the specials?
pretty mixed bag, pretty messy, but good overall. i think they were very obviously a nostalgia trip for people around my age lol and it worked! i loved seeing tennant and tate back onscreen together, their chemistry hasn't aged a bit, and honestly just watching doctor who that wasn't written by chris chibnall was a breath of fresh air. they weren't boring, like seasons 11 and 12 were, and they didn't go too far off the other end into nonsense like flux did. characters want things again! the show can let itself just be silly! i was literally cheering out loud when donna and the doctor were just saying random scifi gobbledegook at each other for like a solid several minutes during the star beast.
the structure of the specials kind of baffles me. i love wild blue yonder--i think it's definitively the best of the specials as a standalone, it's absolutely fantastic, creepy and atmospheric and bringing things around to RTD's strength, which is well-written characters interacting with each other and letting good actors just act. but at the same time i dont understand why it exists? it feels like...idk. imagine if you watched the star wars original trilogy but instead of the empire strikes back the middle film was just a feature length film about luke and han surviving on an ice planet with no reference to anything that happens in the last film except the two characters' relationship. and then the next film was still return of the jedi, unchanged. it felt like that
i liked all the weird campy silliness of the star beast and the giggle, and they were both very fun! neil patrick harris gave a fantastic performance, there are a lot of very memorable sequences from the giggle, but it's very very all over the place. so many threads get kind of picked up and go nowhere. the toymaker's haunted house dimension goes nowhere. RTD's eyerolling social media commetnary goes nowhere (thank god tbh but yknow im illustrating something here). even the toymaker kind of goes nowhere, after ncuti gatwa shows up he's bascially an afterthought who loses by dropping a ball. obvious parallels to david tennant's first episode with that ball scene could be made, but just... aren't. it feels like load-bearing sectikons of the plot and themes were cut out to make room for a backdoor pilot for the stupid fucking UNIT spinoff
oh and it goes without saying i fucking hate all the UNIT wank in the star beast and the giggle. i hope space nine eleven 2 happens to their stupid fucking avengers tower i cannot stand kate stewart who is constantly a murderous bonehead (in the giggle alone she gets two pepole killed by not listening to the doctor and assuming that this teleporting godlike entity could be restrainted by Two Guys) who is both in and out of universe just a boring nepo baby with no merit of her own
um. i still dont know what happened with the regeneration. i think the implication is that when david tennant dies hell time travel back to become ncuti gatwa inside himself--at least the rehab dialogue seems to make that implication. but it's not really explained or explored? baffling. i do think that fourteen getting to settle down and live a peaceful life with his friends is cute.
oh yeah and the ask said other than that but goddd there was some good stuff in the star beast and honestly with the state of the UK media i will take any perspective on trans people that includes baseline human erespect but some of those lines made me cringe so bad. anyway overall i am cautiously optimistic for the future of the show--oh ncuti was fucking great did i mention that i instantly bnought him as the doctor he owned the scene, the moment he was there it was clear he was the protagonist, and i liked the church on ruby road well enough too--i am cautiously optimistic but i worry that a big UNIT-shaped tumor will devour huge chunks of it and it'll be annoying. also russel t davies is like 60 and i just dont want to hear what he has to say about twitter so im not looking forward to dot and bubble
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I FUCKING LOVED THE NEW X-MEN EPISODE!!!
We got the Summers Family acting like an actual Family. I love how Kurt gave Jean the best advice like literally Kurt gives everyone the advice they so desperately need. Seeing Scott and Nathan fist bump to also gave me life. I also love when Jean talks about Maddie like I deeply believe Jean saw her as a sister but just didn't know how exactly to reach out when she went through so much.
Also can I talk about how much I love Jean being all Motherly?!?! Like telling Nathan to put on his seatbelt and putting it on for him. Then Scott also being dad and a good husband saying stuff like Nathan, Jean Run! Like ooh those two were finally acting like a family and I am so here for it.
Need more of the Summers Family I fear.
I literally hate Bastion so much already. Like how are you as a Mutant, basically getting rid of your kind? Not to mention Magneto starting war?!?! I could never blame him. Like he literally knew how ostracized Mutants would be from day one.
I also love how Kurt was ready to Kill fro Rogue in an instant. He literally would do anything for his sister and I love him for it .
Now hoo... Roberto's mother done pissed me off. So many parents would rather save face than protect their children. The hurt in his eyes when his mother didn't believe him broke my heart. Can we also talk about how Jubilee literally suicide jumped off that building even for just a second like she would rather hope she learned how to fly instead of surrendering.
I also once again loved the Cute Juberto scenes. I know a lot of people don't fuck with the relationship but I seriously love them. I think they are so cute. Also Roberto learning how to fly and practicing in the danger room! Like I loved that.
Morph was once again killing me with the jokes like not the Wolverine universe thing. I enjoyed seeing the Logan fight sequence when he was in the air and Kurt with swords was everything I didn't know I needed to see animated until that very moment.
Now Professor X done pissed me off still. Like HOW DO YOU FINALLY SHOW UP!!! AFTER EVERYTHING!!! You had the X-Men take over YOUR DREAM! And then you abandon THEM?!?! Like ughhh!!!
Good news thou, STORM WILL HOPEFULLY BE IN THE NEXT EPISODE. And maybe we will get her saving Jubilee and Roberto that would be cool.
I also hope Rogue wakes up soon. (Not to mention I loved seeing all those marvel characters especially Spiderman♡♡♡)
Also, I love Jubilee's new outfit. And the "To me my X-Men was everything. I love when they say that line. And seeing the faces?! Loved that. I am all to excited for the next episode.
#xmen 97#anna marie lebeau#jean grey#rogue#remy lebeau#magneto#ororo munroe#storm#wolverine#logan howlett#scott summers#cyclops#nathan summers#cable#morph#Beast#hank mccoy#roberto da costa#jubilation lee#jubilee#erik lehnsherr#proffesor x#charles xavier#bastion#master mold#spiderman#summers family#x men#rant
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noah schnapp changing his tune re: his zionist views is so fucking rancid. “my views have been misconstrued, i actually wish for peace for everyone and hope we can lend each other grace moving forward” no actually u became a propaganda machine for the zionist entity, helped generate consent for genocide by spreading heinous lies, and shut out anyone who tried to tell u otherwise. now ur probably in trouble with the suits and have an agent holding a gun to ur head to be more palatable so u want ppl to be nicer and still won’t denounce zionism. fuck u. i hope u fade into obscurity and are only remembered for saying zionism is sexy while laughing and celebrating the deaths of thousands of innocent people
#i do fucking hate him i hope they kill off his character i hope he never lands a half decent role again#noah schnapp#seedpost
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IW fr just felt like yokoyama's cope for killing Aoki off and then regretting it
im not saying yoko shouldve ryuji'd aoki but im just saying maybe the aoki-lives truthers were onto something if not copium but serving a warning for what was to come
#iw spoilers#spoilers#not really but shut up#snap chats#actually no shut up ill make those tags valid#LIIIIKKKEEEEEE EIJI WAS DONE WELL AS A MASATO-ADJACENT CHARACTER#why make ebina .......... i hate him so much ........... yoko it is not 2009 anymore who is this deviantART-oc-backstory ass mfer#why not even have ichi interact with him more or have him fight ebina ...#if yu really had to fuck it have kiryu and ichi fight ebina together idc just#with ichi's core being about family its so fucking bizarre ichi never gets to properly interact With His Family#IM NOT GETTING INTO THIS RANT FUCK OFF#there's just ... so much that could've been done differently that wouldve worked so much more interestingly .... im angry now ...#im gonna drink this tea ...#cyborg aoki wouldve been so funny but also so unnecessary#he just got shanked like. fuck if i know where brb#no i need to stop because im literally going to sit here and do an autopsy report if i dont force myself to put it to rest#anyways i dont think aoki should be brought back and with this game ending i at least hope they put him to rest now#i was happy with what the ending with eiji provided like FINE that was sweet#im still pissed that kume was just. brushed aside like that like can i at least watch his arrest ........ if i cant kill him myself ......
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Tartaglia is getting increasingly jealous about the attention you are giving daddy dendro, be careful clari😳
WAAAAH anon!!! (*/ω＼*) stop hehehe u just made me so giddy!!! he is such the jealous type tho like the man is borderline yandere and lately i’ve been thinking about just how he’d react, knowing he was my first favourite, my original favourite, but then came ayato and thoma (a packaged deal, of course), and now here comes alhaitham, stomping all over everything with his big stupid boots and what the fuck??? ajax was here first, and he doesn’t even have a single fic to show for it, only bits and pieces of finished work!? that’s not fair! hehehe waaah i just feel like he’d be fuming over it all and def plotting some clever yet gruesome murders ｡：ﾟ(｡ﾉω＼｡)ﾟ･｡
#i’m gonna get my other men killed by accident fr#no hahaha like once my best friend and i were talking about what it would be like to live in a house full of our favourite characters right#and it just makes me think about living in a house full of my genshin faves and how fucking chaotic it would be#because obv ayato has thoma to lean on; his loyal dog his obedient pup who loves to serve him#so they’ve got each other#haitham doesn’t need *anyone*; he’s so independent and honestly he most likely wouldn’t even WANT to be friends with the rest of them#seeing them as either insignificant or a waste of his previous time or just plain rivals#i could see him getting on politely with ayato but i know he’d be able to see how sneaky and sly ayato actually is like immediately#so he’d keep him close just to keep an eye on him#and then my poor ajax#who everyone would hate#who would be alone and suffering because of it#who would be JEALOUS and possessive and clingy and needy#not that he isn’t strong + smart enough to handle himself because he is#i just think emotionally he’d have a harder time controlling himself#he’d be prone to emotional outbursts and the other men would find it easy to poke and prod and just set him off#which is dangerous they should not do that#anyway i could go on forever about this HAHAHA it’s my daydream lately#hope ur doing wonderful anon bb!! <3#enjoy your weekend and stay safe!!!! don’t forget to hydrate <3#inky.bb#clari gets mail
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Hey, same anon asking about yandere stuff. I'm so glad to hear!! Of course if you want to, may I please request yandere Vox with the reader? Like how they try to run from him? Perfectly fine with it being a female reader as I am one. And I don't mind how you write it. Do whatever you please! I love seeing others' interpretation of the characters 🖤 No rush!
YOU CAN'T RUN. HELL, YOU CAN'T HIDE EITHER.
thank you lovely anon! I love the concept of Yandere Vox! Hope this is good :) let me know your thoughts in another ask if you'd like! Lots of love!
Summary: Vox doesn't often fall in love often, no. Well that was until you came around- and you wanted a job with Valentino of all people? No. That would never fly with him. He'd make you work with him instead, like an intern or something? Hell, anything to make you stay near him. Anything to get him as close to you as possible.
Genres: Angst with a small amount of sexuality
NOT PROOF READ (yet)
Warnings/Tags: Yandere Vox, Insecurity, Reader is naive, manipulation, mind control, exploitation, creepy behavior, masking, contractual agreements, reader lacks hell experience, Vox is violent, Vox lacks empathy, angst, swearing, overall kinda depressing (LET ME KNOW IF MISSING ANY)
Pt 2
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You can't believe your eyes when you step into that tower, the pink glass adorning the outsides making your eyes shimmer. You have a job interview with Valentino today, after waiting for (probably too long) to get a job somewhere.
You see, hell worked slightly differently to earth. Where things in earth worked in a more of a 'work and make work' sort of way, Hell is more 'work, make work, and fight'
You'd managed for the past months to live in a small apartment that happened to be owned by someone who got killed in an extermination. It wasn't your plan to impersonate a sinner and squat in their home, but you have to get by somehow, right?
Well- it also wasn't your plan to be a porn star. But no where else seemed to want to take you. You're small, too weak to be taken by anyone else. People on the street told you that you were made for the screen, that your body was perfect. Some even tried to pay you copious amounts of cash just for you to suck them off. And you hate it.
At least the elevator of the building is cozy.
Vox on the other hand was having the best day of his life: or in his definition, a day where Valentino doesn't have a stupid breakdown that Vox doesn't have to solve.
He loves to watch his people as they indulge in his technology, he loves to watch everyone become obsessed with him and his media, he loves to be in control of all of these people. He'll watch every screen around him with focus, taking in their reactions as he bottle feeds them content.
Could he be with his boyfriend, Val? Yes. Does he want to? Hell no. He doesn't love Val. Plain and simple in his eyes. He has Valentino to get his business along. To make him more powerful. He'll do what he has to to be the most powerful he can be. Even if it means toying with people around him.
Val doesn't think he's capable of falling in love with anyone in this horrible underworld he inhabits. Everyone here is fucked. he is fucked. Plus, he doesn't know anyone here who he'd connect with anyway.
Or well that's what he did think until right now. There is a girl in the central elevator that looks awfully out of place, causing Vox to turn the entirety of his attention onto her. She looks like a regular old sinner, yes- but still she stands it like a sore thumb against the few people also in the central elevator. Where everyone's boring physique was her own enticing one stands. Where everyone else's two tone personalities stand her own colorful and bright one shimmer in his 2-D irises.
And then comes that odd feeling in his chest, this weird bubbling feeling of emotions that causes his eyes to tear up ever so slightly. This feeling, it's addicting. He wants to grind her up into a smoothie and drink her up, making the feeling sit there forever.
Something is wrong with him: he thinks.
With bated breath vox looked at the floor the elevator was approaching, figuring out where the girl is exactly going. There are only few reasons a sinner shows up at V tower anyway: to get a job with Valentino, or to turn yourself in if you'd wronged them. The elevator number reads '10'. She's going up to the business floor where Valentino currently is.
A sudden twist finds its way into his stomach, a horrible twist that makes his head burn with anger. Who does Val think he is? Having a girl such as her working for him. He. Couldn't let this happen, no no no no no no no. Why would he even want to exploit such a girl? She's supposed to be loves and cherished for everything she is.
The only reason she'd want to work with Val is because she has no other thing to do. He needs to offer her a job- or something to keep her from giving herself away to Valentino. Something to keep her as close to him as possible- like an intern or an assistant or anything.
Anything: Vox thinks.
Not often is Vox so reckless, not often at all. He likes to think he's decorum and well-adjusted. Likes to think he's a figure of this time. Of his time.
But right now, all he wants is this beautiful fucking girl to look at him in his eyes. Is it selfish? To want something so bad you feel like you could to horrible things to get it? Probably. But this is hell. And as an overlord of hell he can take what he wants. For once he doesn't care.
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You take a step from the elevator, looking around the rather nauseating long and rounded hallway with squinted eyes. You can barely remember where you're supposed to be going anymore. You're supposed to meet Val inside one of these many, many studios. But soon enough as you start to venture through the halls on light, unsure steps you find yourself unable to read the words and numbers on each door.
Something is wrong, and you're unable to focus. There's this buzzing sound in your ears, a very faint but obvious buzzing that's causing your brain to go fuzzy. You can't feel your body anymore, it's just walking down the hallway in painful circles.
Suddenly that tether in your brain snaps with a loud crack, and your face to face with a television. You're still standing, in this long hallway, but now you're looking into the dark eyes of a TV screen. Wait- Eyes?
"Oh, Hello there sinner, are you looking for Valentino?" He asks, voice weirdly distant yet close all at the same time. His smile is large, almost devilish looking as he stares down at you.
You feel on edge, and your head still has a very faint buzzing lining itself.
"Oh, erm, Yeah.. I can't seem to recall what room-" You flinch as he hooks an arm around your neck walking you down the hallway once again with a smirk. There's a weird edge to him that you can't pin down, this whole interaction almost seems.. forced? Oh, there you go again, putting labels on things. Stop overthinking!
"Don't worry your pretty head about it! I'll take you to him," he says, unhooking his arm from your shoulder; only for him to rather sensually drag his hand across your shoulder blades until it's claws barely rest against your shoulder.
"But you know," Vox begins, swinging himself around so he stands in front of you, hands resting on either of your shoulders. You have to stop yourself from bumping into his chest. "You don't have to work for him." He says, his voice turning slightly more TV like and distant as he speaks.
"What do you mean..?" You ask, pushing his hand off of your shoulder with a painful twist of butterflies. A type of butterflies that you can't understand.
"Well, you seem like the type of gal to enjoy.." he looks you up and down, moving his hands from your shoulders as he grins. "Taking orders," you tilt your head at his words, confused. He shakes his head to himself, looking away for a moment with a slight frown before staring back, smiling brightly.
"No, I mean that you could be my assistant! You can.." He thinks for a moment, tapping the bottom of his screen as if it were his chin. He shrugs, smiling awkwardly with furrowed brows. "Bring me drinks and such! C'mon.."
He leans down to your level again, looking into your eyes. You suddenly feel that wave of disorientation go through you again, the only thing seeming to make sense to you being.. Vox.
"You don't want to be exploited by him, do you?" He says, and you feel his screen radiating heat on your skin. The buzzing becomes more loud as he goes on, all you seem to be able to hear being his words as they drip from his vile tongue. "C'mon dear, He'll break you."
"And you don't want to be broken, Right?"
He is right. You don't want to be broken by Valentino. You don't want to be exploited. But you don't have any other choice-
Until now, that is. You have an opportunity.
You should take it, right?
The headache and buzzing dissipate, taking a chunk of your psyche along with it. You feel your feet begin to give out beneath you from the exertion, lacking balance as you wobble softly. Not wanting to faceplant into the carpet, you reach out to something, anything to hold you. It just so happens to be Vox's chest, grasping onto the fabric of his coat as you begin to slip down to the floor.
"Hey, Hey, it's okay, What's got you out of sorts?" He asks, grasping you by your waist as he lifts you back to your feet. You blink, looking around for a moment with a nervous breath. Those butterflies, again. You hate them.
"I- uh.. I dunno.." You say stutter, pushing yourself away and scratching that back of your neck.
"You're feeling better?" Vox says, dipping his lids as he tilts his head rather attractively.
You nod, looking down at the ground with a nervousness inside of you.
"Good, good.." he turns away, looking at the ground and pacing for a short amount of time "good.." he says softly to himself, turning back around and clasping his hands together as he grins.
"Now how about you follow me and we can get you set up, yeah?" He says, pressing his hand against the space between your shoulder blades as he turns back to the elevator. You look up at him, and for a moment he seems to be in his own world. At least he is until you speak.
"So what's your name, Mister?" You ask, fiddling your fingers against each other nervously. He grins, lids upturning with the smile as well. He leans down again, poking a blue claw on your cheek as buzzing blurs your brain.
"It's Vox, my dear," He says, and your brain goes soft and mushy with an emotion you cannot describe. It feels as though he's making you melt.
"Keep that in your head for me, will you princess?" He asks softly, pulling his claw up the side of your face with a manic grin.
With a sudden movement he pulls away, shrugging his hands.
"Now darling, let's get back to it, shall we?"
Something is off, and part of you wants more of it.
--- 666 ---
Mister Vox's office is large in size, walls lined with screens displaying different things across the entirety of the pride ring. You wonder what Vox may do here all day, seeing the singular seat between it all that doesn't even seem that cozy.
You assume he watches, broadcasts, does meeting, and.. does what he's doing right now, perhaps?
"What do you do all day, Mister Vox?" You ask, looking wide-eyed at the television lined walls of the area. He flinches, grinning awkwardly before bringing back his confident demeanor.
"Me? Oh, you know.. this and that- I go to meetings.. I sign paperwork, I go to meetings.." He laughs to himself, shaking his hand dismissively as he sits in his seat, spreading his legs in a man spread. You turn away from the screens, looking over at Vox as he scans the monitors with narrowed eyes. You wonder if he was doing something important before he found you.
"Uh, Mister Vox, what do I do now..?" You ask, taking a small step towards him. He tilts his head towards you, smiling as he swings his chair to face you completely.
"oh, you? You can just sit there and look pretty.." Vox looks you up and down with narrowed eyes, face blank for a long moment before bringing a small smirk onto his face. He leans back in his chair, clicking his fingers as a bundle of clothing finds it's way into your hands.
"Perhaps prettier, change into that for me will you dearest?" He says, leaning his head on his fist as his voice becomes slightly more distant. You look at him, confused as you clutch the blue and red clothing to your chest.
"Okay.. Where do I change, Mister Vox?" You say, fiddling with the collar of your shirt as your body feels hot. Vox rolls his eyes playfully, pointing a clawed finger to the floor as he shifts his chair back to the screen. "Just change here my dear, no one will see you," He says, looking at you with a side glance. It's almost condescending, in a way.
"right here? But-"
"Here is fine, dear. Hell, here is more safe to change than anywhere else in this building," He laughs. You get this off feeling like you should trust him. I mean, he's one of the people owning this building anyway, right? He would be the one knowing a lot about it rather than anyone else. you should trust him.
"Okay Mister Vox."
You can't see his grin.
Every piece of clothing you peek off feels like this weird symbolism for losing yourself. Off comes your shirt: a piece is lost. Off comes your shorts: a piece of you is lost. And then more clothes come onto you, building something new. On comes a skirt: a piece of you is molded. On comes a blouse: a piece of you is molded.
And then there's this watch, a mobile one with 'Vox Tech' plastered across the side. With a shrug you put it on, struggling with getting it to tightness but ultimately managing to win the battle with the finicky strap.
"Good, good, how great you look!" He says, outstretching his hands with a grin.
You feel yourself blush, one half of you from his compliment and the other half from the fact he's looking completely in your direction. Does that mean he was watching you the whole time?
"Actually my dear, do you think you can grab me a coffee?" He asks, clicking his hands as a streak of blue energy shoots inside of the watch; this causes a mao to appear on the screen, showing where you are currently. "That map should tell you where to go, the assistant there should give you the coffee the way I like it,"
You shouldn't ask it, but you feel your bones ache too.
"How do you like it?"
He grins, tilting his head.
"Sweet with a strong flavour," He states, waving you off.
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The first week as Vox's Assistant goes by smoothly, or as smoothly as it could working with an Overlord of hell. A rather odd seeming one at that.
Everything feels on edge with Vox, you feel like at any moment he could do something drastic. You've no idea what said drastic thing could be either, which makes it a whole lot more anxiety inducing. Hell, Vox is attractive. That's probably why you're on edge. That's what you keep telling yourself anyway. You're probably in love with him or something.
Vox had even given you housing as close to the building as possible, insisting he pay the rent. Not that you complain, no; less walking for you it seems. The Vox Tech watch he gave you tells you pretty much everything that you need to do. When you wake up in the morning it goes off, alerting you like an alarm, it has a to do list that blares when you're in the office, it maps out the whole space, it even acts as Vox's messaging system towards you.
You do wonder how he controls it, even in the comfort of your own home. Well, he is an overlord, right? He's capable of things even outside of your grasp. You cannot even fathom what he could do with that power.
And that's just the way Vox likes it.
Actually, you haven't seen Valentino around the building the whole week either. Even in a meeting you accompanied Vox to. You'd expect to see him more often with all the prowling in and out of the building you do.
It's as if he's vanished.
"Princess, grab me a coffee will you? Maybe even grab one for yourself while you're at it, on the house," Vox asks, swiveling on his chair to face your own, which sits just off to the side of his own with a small desk in front of it. You'd been doing some paperwork for him for the past hour, mostly reading through stuff, asking him questions, and singing them for him.
"Yeah, sure.. um, I was just wondering.." You utter softly, causing Vox to raise a brow as he leans back on his chair with a confident grin. He tilts his head in question, saying: "What's on your mind, (N/N)?"
"I haven't seen Valentino around the building, I was just wondering if something's up with him?" You ask, looking down at the ground as you begin to regret yourself even questioning. Vox laughs, flapping his hand in dismissal.
"Oh, just that? Don't worry about it! He's just.." Vox pauses for a moment, shrugging his shoulders. "Doing his own thing," He finishes, smiling rather oddly as he begins moving his chair back to face his computers. You intercept.
"His own thing..?"
Vox turns back to you, grinning widely with a manic look in his 2-D eyes. Once again, the buzzing fills your brain. And you fall to your knees against the ground with a painful 'thump'. Vox harshly grips your chin, pulling you closer to him until all you can see is that blaring red eye of his as he speaks.
"As i said,"
You feel yourself wanting to let go.
"Don't worry about it."
He lets you go of your trance, leaving you teary eyed as he smiles softly, brows furrowing in a sort of mocking empathetic way. His eyes drip with affection you find.
"Now, grab that coffee, okay?" He finishes, placing a cold kiss against your forehead before letting go of your chin, leaving yourself to gather your bearings.
It's not often you feel the want to defy someone. But as you stand from the floor, dusting off your skirt and walking to the elevator; you feel that need to be defiant. You'd figure out where Valentino is. He has to be somewhere in the building, right? You just have to find.. him..
In these hundreds and hundreds of doors. You would have to find him. And you can't take so long, otherwise Vox may suspect something.
You'd find someone to tell you where he is, you'd find him, and you'd stop worrying if Vox is going to do something drastic because he hasn't lied to you. Simple as that, simple as that. Right?
As it just so happens, as you begin walking through the studio halls you find yourself bumping into a spider individual, of whom you remember being a popular porn star.
So with an anxious breath you asked him. He explained that Valentino was in studio B-40, but he doesn't recommend finding him. And once again you go against someone's wishes. Plus, you were just going to stick your head in the door. It's nothing to worry about.
So what are you so anxious when you find yourself getting closer to the door? Why does your throat feel so tight? Why do you want to run in the other direction? Why does every step feel so heavy?
Taking another small step to the door, you wonder if you should listen to your conscious. It's supposed to do you good , right?
No, that's baby talk.
You aren't weak. You aren't letting the people in hell get you down! You are going to open the door!
You push yourhand towards the door handle and-
"Ouch! Fuck-" You yelp, an electric shock going through your body, causing you to fall backwards onto the hard floor below. Your whole body is on fire, you can't feel your tongue. You can't feel your brain.
A hum accompanies Vox's words.
"You're not going in there." He says, leaning over you as you push yourself to your knees, pressing yourself to the wall. Your head is throbbing.
"I'll beat him to a pulp if he sees you, you know?" Vox laughs, that sickening pseudo-empathetic look covering his flat features. You feel your stomach twist, this time in an awful way, it's like he's draining you of your soul. You want to disappear.
"I don't want to be aggressive," Vox begins as he grips your face harshly, causing tears to well into your eyes. "But your fucking mine, you got that?"
"And I won't let that sleazy prick get his greedy eyes anywhere near you!"
"W-what?" You whimper, pushing his hands from his face and backing away meekly. Vox laughs to himself, red dripping from his two dimensional mouth. He humors you with that gaze of his, eating alive any part of your confidence that may still linger.
"Oh, don't you get it, my dear? You sighed the paperwork," Vox leans down so his eyes can bore into your own, his gums showing in that prideful smile of his. "You belong to me now."
You choke on air, standing to your wobbly feet.
"W-what? I don't un-"
The paperwork. The paperwork you signed to get the job. You didn't read it! You idiot. You fucking idiot! You've ruined your own life. You belong to him..
To Vox.
"You- Shit-!" You turn around on your heels, almost slipping as you speed off into the hallway. You hear his voice echo in your ears.
"You can't run. Hell, you can't hide either!"
This was a mistake, this whole thing was a mistake. You want to die. You want to disappear. You want to get as far away from him as possible. You don't even take the elevator down, you run down every single flight of stairs jumping down a couple to save time.
The slip beneath your feet almost makes you topple over as you clutch onto the railing, swinging yourself onto the next flight of stairs. You have to be close to the bottom, right. Right? Yeah. This is fine.
And you were, right, surprisingly. You can almost see the entrance outside. You just have to make it out of this lobby. You just have to make it out of this huge fucking stupid ass lobby! You have to.
All of the sinner's eyes bore at you as you run at top speed to the door. You can't be here. You need to leave immediately. He can't find you If you're far away, right? Just go somewhere without a camera.. it'll be fine.. everything will be fine.
You're so close! Just a few more steps, a few more heavy, headache inducing steps.
You can make it. You just have to believe in yourself, and it'll all work out. Everything will be fine. It just has to be. Hell can't be this cruel, can it?
You're so close to the door you can smell the outside world, hear the cars as they pass, hear the charter hear the-
You choke and fall.onto the ground, a heaviness around your neck and wrists. It buzzes against your skin, making you go light headed. You can barely see it, but it's there. There are handcuffs around your wrists. And a collar around your neck. All of which glowing and buzzing with that electric blue of Vox.
He is right.
You can't run, you can't hide, you can't do anything.
He owns you, he has you. You can't do anything.
You made a mistake.
Maybe hell really is this cruel.
Keeping you forever tethered to this man.
Who knew one mistake would ruin the rest of your eternity.
Serves you right for being so naive.
"Alright now, are we done with our tantrum?" Vox asks.
"Yes mister Vox." You say.
#proship#senseichaos#antishippers dni#senseichaosdrabbles#proship fanfiction#Vox x reader#vox x reader#vox hazbin hotel#hazbin vox#vox yandere#yandere vox#yandere hazbin hotel#ask#sensei chaos requests#senseichaosanons#lovely anon
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did anybody see the newest episode of danganronpa 52 lollllllll
#there is something deeply wrong with team dr im afraid #A DEATH SO SOON JESUSSSSSS where was the ult cardiologist at......... #dr52 liveblog #dr52 spoilers #lee chat
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Gonna try getting into the new season lol, I stopped watching at season 37. No spoilers please
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Okay wow a lot has changed! Everything is so high tech now??? I kinda miss when they just kept it more simple and had them all locked in a school ngl but maybe thats just me liking season 1 lol. Im really liking Jiro so far Im hoping he at least makes it to chapter 3 because I really wanna know more about that guy
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You've gotta be kidding.
#CHAPTER ONE? HE DIED CHAPTER ONE? #THIS IS WHY I HATE ALL OF THE NEW SEASONS SO FUCKIGN BAD #THEY ONLY CARE ABOUT SHOCK VALUE AND THEY DONT CARE ABOUT STORY #THAT DEATH MAKES NO SENSE THERE ARE YOU ACTUALLY JOKING #Im logging off.
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just a reminder that wishing death on any of the danganronpa writers makes you a terrible person and all of your favorite danganronpa characters hate you if you do that! 🤗 this is danganronpa so a lot of them will die 🤗 that doesnt mean you get to be a dickhead to team dr 🤗 get over it! 🤗
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oh my god can anybody in this fandom just be normal and not use this weird passive aggressive tone for every single post. the writers do not give less of a fuck and neither do the actors theyre all dealing with their own shit
#i hate this fandom istg. and stop calling them characters the flashback light doesnt make them entirely fake #theyre still actual people #with feelings #danganronpa 52
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this is NOT what ultimate hope makoto naegi would have wanted
#dr52 spoilers #lucky student killed first chapter <;/3 #shut up you [txt]
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kazuichi sighted in the new post-season promo video he looks so g.ood .... . id let him do anything to me
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HELLO?
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Puhuhu! New episode of DANGANRONPA 52 out TODAY at 1pm JST! Make sure to bring your popcorn and your bagels, this episode sure gets.... despairful 👀You won't wanna miss it!
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can early season purists please get their heads out of nagito komaedas ass. he does not want to fuck you
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Waiittttt Jiro is so cute actually XD He keeps tripping over his shoelaces in the background of scenes LOL he's so smol ..............
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I'M GONNA KILL MYSELF
#he's DEAD?????????????????????????????????
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keep in mind the danganronpa actors are still real people and they can see all of you thirsting over them ok. please be normal. just because they went through the effects of the flashback light doesnt mean its ok to be a fucking weirdo to hajime whenever he walks outside
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They're celebrities. People are going to find celebrities attractive, especially if these are people they see on screens and billboards every day. If you pick up the nearest magazine you find you're probably going to find Junko Enoshima in it. And maybe you should consider that those "weirdos" who are walking up to Hajime are simply fans that want to greet him. We've watched these people fight through hell, cry, laugh, and find hope along the way. Of course we are going to get attached to them, especially to those of us who have been keeping up with them for a long time now. You're basically asking a bunch of teenagers to close their eyes and pretend their favorite media doesn't exist.
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i literally did not say that
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have you maybe ever considered that maybe some people get hyperfixations??
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oh my fucking god.
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anybody in this thread smoke weed
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OKKKKK WAIT WHY IS RANTARO KINDA 👀👀👀
#the way he got so serious while investigating.............. #wasnt a huge fan of him at the start but he's growing on me lowkey #dr52 #danganronpa 52 #dr52 #orange speaks!
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JIROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
#FUFUUUCUCKKCKCCKKKCKKCKC I REALLY LIEKD HIM!!!3!@!#(!# #FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK #ORUUGH WHY COULDNT HAVE BEEN MOMO #dr52 lb
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no chapter 1 death is ever gonna beat sayaka imo #girl
#it just really started the series off so well and no other chapter 1 victim has impressed me tbh #ugh but idk shes kinda annoying now with all of her interviewssss like girl its ok to not smile sometimes lmfao #sayaka maizono #dr52 critical #maru.txt
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guy ists ok hes not actually dead hes just sleeping guys
#guys #danganronpa 52 #danganronpa 52 spoilers #<- ??? just in case
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ok queen speak your truth i guess
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THIS MIGHT BE A CLUE THIS MGIHT BE A CLUE TO JIROS KILLER IM LOOKIGNGGGGG SO HARD AT AKEMI RIGHT NOW
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i think she might have just accidentally posted a draft lol
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I dont know............. team dr has done this before where they leave littel clues in places and this seems a little TOO coincidental
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I hit the post button too early.
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KYOKO KIRIGIRI?
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okkkkk im kinda over rantaro already lmao. heres hoping we dont get another season of him
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#today i would like to present to you: what if danganronpa actually was a tv show and we all had tumblr#danganronpa#danganronpa v3#lee chat
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24 min. ago
time sensitive question how flirt boy
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thanks guys
#the fucking radio demon parody account replied to my post #with extremely UNHELPFUL advice #and charlie #is ur advice unisex? #bcuz if thats how you got vaggie #im judging you both #irl source
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⚪️ Anonymous said
r u dead?
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4 hr. ago
Ha! Bold of you to assume I can be killed :)
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4 hr. ago
Show your face and per’’haps,’,’. I’ll come~.to you
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This account is fake. Nobody knows where Alastor is, anon. Stop wasting your time.
#this parody account is in really poor taste
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if I make it outta this alive, I’m gonna tell my crush I’m in love with him.
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fuck
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ya know, I don’t think I’ve confessed to someone and meant it in over a decade?
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haha would it be crazy if I said I forgot how?
#its literally part of my job to flirt with people #then i catch feelings and suddenly #i get all tongue-tied #i cant fall back on my old scripts either #he hates bullshit #he wants me #the real me #but the real me doesnt know how to do this!!!
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apparently people are canceling @.niffty-lady ? wtf?
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they are and it’s actually the stupidest thing i’ve ever seen
#and the bar was really fucking low #considering the amount of dumb chaotic bullshit my dad gets into ↯ #niffty lady
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It’s time to CANCEL @.niffty-lady
Here’s why:
Niffty LITERALLY KILLED a man in cold blood and now PROFITS off of his death
This so-called “lady” is INCREDIBLY rude to fans, ignoring requests leaving fans on read and answering asks with a NASTY attitude. NOT very lady-like if you ask me
Is associated with the VERY PROBLEMATIC @.real-radio-demon (self explanatory)
Writes TOXIC and PROBLEMATIC ships (spidermoth, radiohusk, reylo 🤢)
Writes NSFW when she herself is CHILD-CODED
PROOF is under the cut ⬇️
. Keep reading
#callout post ↯ #niffty lady #anti niffty lady #niffty critical
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Despite popular belief, I am not dead!
Well, not any deader than I’ve been since 1933! Hahaha!
↯ #is alastor dead? #ha! no ↯ #alastor the radio demon #real radio demon broadcasts
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⚪️ Anonymous said
isn’t it disrespectful to write fics about someone you killed irl?
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4 hr. ago
I have no respect for Adam. Hope this helps! <3
#answered ask #anon ask
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Is the radio demon dead?
. 96,460 votes • remaining time 6 days, 19 hours
#polls ↯ #alastor the radio demon ↯ #is alastor dead?
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Forbidden Fruit
Adam x Reader | 10k words | Rated E
⚠️ Major Character Death
Tags: Smut, Whump, Sinner Reader, Forbidden Love, Bad Ending
After a night of reckless passion, you quickly became Archangel Adam’s favorite sin. Your love, as forbidden as the fruit of Eden, was destined to end in tragedy.
https://archiveofoursouls.hell/works/63595697
#niffty lady fic #adam x reader #angel x sinner #sinner reader #smut #whump #forbidden love #bad ending #rpf #aoos link #aoos fanfic
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Well, it looks like I’ve got some time on my hands!
I’m sure many of you have burning questions you’d like answered
So, ask. me. any’,thing. :)
#ask me anything #ama ↯ #alastor the radio demon #real radio demon broadcasts
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i can't have beef with the power of friendship trope because if someone wanted to hang out with me i'd probably reconsider my stance on turning the city into the 10th circle of hell
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besides i can always just redirect my dark urges towards being violently protective of my new friends. there's no rule that says you can't do that.
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I found Sir Pentious’s old voxblr blog, and I think I’m gonna cry
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He made the ultimate sacrifice to protect his friends and the hotel during the extermination. He did exactly what he said he would in this post.
I wish I could thank him for everything he did for us. And I wish I could’ve done a better job of protecting him.
I don’t know where Souls go when they get erased; I don’t know if they go anywhere at all. But I hope that wherever Sir Pentious is now, he’s with people that he considers his friends.
#rip Sir Pentious #we miss you #irl source
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↯ #alastor the radio demon #real radio demon broadcasts #the ink spots #we’ll meet again #Voxify
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Fanby’s Fake Dash Masterpost
#meta #fake tumblr dash
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I don't even know what you can say to the people who somehow missed that all of Ed's violence is a) anti-imperial, b) protective against direct repeated threats to himself and his loved ones, or c) self-destructive in the hopes someone will respond by killing him during his suicidal spiral. (That last example is fairly indirect and performative and comes from a place of severe nihilistic suffering.)
I don't know what you can say to the people who somehow missed that the violence is triggering and traumatic and exhausting for Ed, and that he is desperate for a chance to live differently but has also never known any other life. Stede gave him the one true glimpse he's had of something gentler! Ed didn't fully know how fucked up his life was before because that was normal to him. That's what growing up traumatized does to you.
I don't know what you can say to the people who somehow missed that the suicidal spiral is a result of Ed's circumstances: of Ed being threatened by Izzy after Izzy repeatedly found ways to force Ed back towards the violent life Ed wants so much to escape, of Ed losing his one glimpse at safety and happiness through Stede and now having to face the darkness knowing he nearly found something different, of Ed feeling like the only way he can survive in this world is by being an "unlovable" monster he hates--and then he's confronted by Izzy telling him he's still not getting it right. Of course Ed gives up then.
I don't know what you can say to the people who somehow missed the show's themes about how much harm is caused by toxic masculinity and by masking your true self and by cultures founded on trauma and self-hate and burnout. (You do see the burnout in Ed, yeah?)
I do get why some people might not understand the complexities of Ed's relationship with Izzy--how codependent and enmeshed their identities are--or the layers of symbolism that position Izzy in the story as a metaphor for traditional pirate culture and its harmful impact. (Which is particularly triggering for Ed on a daddy issues level because that's his original trauma.) If you understand those things, the unique nature of the physical harm Ed does to Izzy in this story makes even more sense.
Ed also frequently communicates through metaphor himself. Him cutting off Izzy's toes is not only a show trying to convince Izzy he's playing Blackbeard right and not only a response to Izzy repeatedly threatening Stede/continuing to threaten Ed, but also is meant to physically represent the harm that Izzy has done emotionally to Ed. Ed is communicating to Izzy the only way he knows how anymore: "See how it feels to be forced to lose parts of yourself? Stede was a part of me. My hopes of softness and joy were a part of me. You cut those off too."
There is so much evidence against the thought that Ed is some irredemable, monstrous lover of violence who will hurt Stede someday. Stede would have to repeatedly and directly threaten someone else Ed loves first (which Stede won't do), and even then, Ed would really have to fight with himself.
It's not his nature, y'all, and I'm so frustrated that some people keep insisting it is. I'm frustrated about what that says about people's ability to empathize and consider reasons for or contexts behind behaviors--particularly when the character in question is an openly queer and likely neurodivergent indigenous man. Is it so hard to have compassion and forgiveness for him? Please don't get stuck in that punitive, dehumanizing mindset.
Redemption is so important, which is why I appreciate that Izzy gets a growth arc once he stops centering his entire identity on the Blackbeard persona and clinging to toxic masculinity. (Seeing Stede's impact, how different things could be, vs. the harm caused by the traditional ways, changes Izzy too!) Izzy's time, as a side character and mentor figure and piracy metaphor, does end, but first he gets to live with more meaning and unlearn many of the negative behaviors. That's the goal, right? To move forward.
#i try to avoid negative discourse but damn guys#edward teach#our flag means death#izzy hands#stede bonnet#my stuff
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⋆꙳✧༄ Baby said
❖ Character: Bachira
❖ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB
❖ Wordcount: 0.9k
❖ Summary: Bachira has too much energy and keeps talking so you decide to shut him up by letting him eat you out
❖ WARNINGS: no dynamics, oral (reader receiving), fingering
❖ A/n: New fandom... hope I did him justice:))
𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒈𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅, 𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉, 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅
Your head was pounding especially bad this day and you were counting down the minutes until you could leave your work, just wanting to head home to cuddle up in bed. When the time finally came you made your way home as quick as possible, a small smile appeared on your lips when your boyfriend was already home so he would cuddle up with you in bed.
And you were right, he wanted to cuddle but he had so much to tell you as well. “And then- then he really said that! Can you believe it?” he asked excitedly and laughed along, telling you about what happened after the match on the weekend - a match you attended and a story you've heard at least a hundred times these past few days and normally you wouldn't mind but today your head threatened to explode if he said one more word.
“Babe- Baby… MEGURU BACHIRA” Your voice boomed through the room, laced with desperation and much louder than intended. Bachira now sat up, previously having laid on his back, limbs stretched out across the bed and your body “Am i in trouble?” He asked softly, his expression similar to a hurt puppy, hating it when you used his whole name in a situation like this. “N-No- i didn't mean to scream, but you talk nonstop, not even giving me a chance to tell you that my head is killing me” you explained serious as you let your eyes close. The man next to you just hummed in acknowledgement, a pout resting on his face when he looked over to you - He just had way too much energy to be laying around in silence but really wanted to respect you.
The way his amber colored eyes burnt holes into your body didn't go unnoticed by you, despite your eyes being shut tight so you let go of a long sigh. “How about you do the talking between my legs, hm?” you asked and a small smirk started to form on your lips when you felt him shift before taking his place between your legs, wasting no time to get rid of your pajama pants along with your panties.
When he spread your folds all you could hear was a chuckle “Look how wet you already are for me. Does my voice turn you on so much?” He asked with a shit eating grin to which you only groaned and pulled him towards your core by the hair “Just shut up” you mumbled quite flustered and for once Bachira decided to listen. The next thing you could feel was his warm tongue dragging through your folds completely, licking a long stripe from your entrance all the way to your clit and back down. “You're reacting so well to m-” he was praising you but caught off guard by your hips bucking into his face, making him chuckle against your cunt before sucking on your sensitive clit which earned him a satisfied moan. “Less talking, more licking. Understood” he teased you and let his tongue dance through your folds once more with a zigzag motion. When the tip of his tongue reached your entrance he pushed it in to get a good taste of your juices. A loud moan escaped your lips when he continued to fuck you with his skilled tongue, his calloused thumb starting to rub small circles onto your clit to give you the most pleasure. The lewd slurping noises coming from Bachira almost drowned out your own moans as you neared your high - and who would Bachira be to deny you your much needed release? Without missing a beat he pulled back slightly just to spit right onto your clit, making his thumb glide smoothly over the bundle of nerves while his tongue returned to its previous place, thrusting into your tight cunt.
Your hands were harshly pulling on his hair as his name fell off your lips like a prayer when the knot in your lower abdomen finally snapped and the slurping noises of Bachira turned into whimpers and soft moans when he got to taste your release. Without giving you any time to recover, his tongue trailed up to your clit, giving it more attention. He was busy flicking your sensitive bundle of nerves around and gently sucking on it that he almost neglected your poor cunt, stuffing it with two of his fingers the second your moans grew in pitch again and like the menace that he is, he started to curl his fingers right into your sweet spot without mercy - throwing you into yet another orgasm.
His goal was clear now, tire himself out on your poor core until you felt better and he was tired, whatever would come first. The pace he set was relentless, unbothered by the way you screamed and cried his name in pleasure this time, his tongue and fingers kept working their magic. Three… four… five… you lost your count after the sixth orgasm, any touch borderline painful now and also the man between your legs seemed to grow tired, his licks slowing down and only once you pushed him away, far too overstimulated, he admitted to being tired. Bachiras head was resting against one of your thighs as his eyes fell shut, slipping away into a sweet slumber along with you - the puddle of cum in his underwear long forgotten and an issue for after this nap.
𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔
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#Bluelock x reader#bluelock smut#bachira x reader#bachira smut#bllk x reader#bllk smut#bluelock bachira#meguru bachira#meguru bachira x reader#blue lock x reader#blue lock smut
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Sully Family x Reader
how jealous would they get 1 out of 10 and how they are with you
content: fluff
characters: Jake, Neytiri, Lo’ak, Kiri, Neteyam
Jake Sully 8/10:
(2009 Jake)
Jake does trust you
He already knows you have eyes just for him and you show that to him all the time
It’s just hard when there’s a lot of guys around
Especially nasty one that’ll try to be in a girls face
He knows how independent you are and admires that. Thinks it’s pretty hot to
He is pretty over protective at most times
He try’s to be ‘I’m just a hunk’ confident
Even if a guy did hit on you he’d literally get involved with the conversation the guy was having with you
“And then-“
“Oh my god no way!”
Jake would come out of nowhere and embarrass the guy talking to you.
If a man ever put his hands on you he’d try to start a fight with them
“Don’t you ever touch her like that again, you got that?”
He’d hiss at them and pull you away back home. As soon as you’d get home he’d be asking you a bunch of questions:
“Are you okay?”
“Did he touch you funny?”
“Should I kill him?”
You would laugh at his questions and tell him that you where fine, but he acted like you where lying to him and huffed like a child
“Looks like someone’s jealous”
You teased him. He looked at you with a toothy grin and just pull you into a deep kiss.
“Your mine, I hope you know”
You look at him. And nod your head.
“Jake I already know that you remind me every day”
He looked at you and chuckled, looking down
“Hey”
You take his hands and make them roam your body.
“This. All of this. Is only yours and will always be”
Neteyam 5/10:
This boy is chill, he rarely gets jealous
If a guy is staring at you he doesn’t really care, for god sakes he stares at you all the time
I mean who wouldn’t!? Your gorgeous!
He knows your good on being on your own and he knows no one will touch you
He does tells you half the time to kick anyone in the balls if they touch you. Which makes you laugh, even though he’s staring at you with a serious face
Loves your touches and kisses you give him
Melts into your touch. Always does
You have him around your finger
His trust with you is just magic
Unless something’s happens and he looses it
But he’d also show people that you two are together in small ways
He’d have his tail intertwined with yours
You by his side when out together
He does give you freedom. He wants you to know that he trusts you with all his heart
If a boy ever did dare even try to touch you he’d be right there
He saw when that man had a grip on your thigh, making you very uncomfortable as he tried to lean in to give you a kiss. You told the dude multiple times that you had a boyfriend and wasn’t interested but he just kept trying to say:
“He doesn’t have to know….it’ll be our dirty little secret”
Neteyam would rip that guy off of you and throw him onto the ground
“Do you have no shame? Touching a women without her consent? You make me sick”
He’d pull you away, causing a small smile form from you. He’d pull you to your spot and set both of you down. Kissing you tenderly, roaming his hand to your waist to bring you closer to him. Pulling away.
“Hope that guy knows that your mine, all this is mine”
Lo’ak 11/10:
He’s over protective of you
Gets jealous 95% of the time
Always has a hand on your waist, making sure people know your his
Scowls people that look into your direction
I mean he knows your beautiful and all but he hates how men look at you
Even if his own brother talks to you he’d be eyeing his ass like a hawk
If a guy ever hit on you, he’d probably break their nose
Gets into plenty of fights to tell men to back off on you
“Get the fuck off her”
Lo’ak comes up behind you and yanks the man that dared put his grubby hands on you.
“And don’t ever come near her again, got that?”
He’d drag you away with the biggest grin on his face.
“Are you okay?”
He’d ask you. You nodded to only be pulled onto the ground getting kissed by him roughly. You pull away from him, caressing his cheek with your palm as he leans into it.
“I hope you know I have eyes for you and you only, Lo’ak”
He slightly smiles and pulls you into another hot kiss.
“I hope so”
Kiri 3/10:
Very rarely gets jealous
Jealousy isn’t her strong suit
This girl has all trust that you won’t do anything behind her back
Her love for you is 🤞♾
Loves having you around
Hand holding is a yes 🙌
She only gets jealous when your complementing someone else when she’s right there
The person that gets probably more jealous would be you in the relationship (unless your not that kind of type)
Swimming trips/dates are a must for her
She loves how independent you are
How you protect her
Her smile is everything to you as well as yours to her
Kiss her and cuddle her when she’s down in the dumps
She always does the same for you
Anytime, any day she’s with you. Right by your side.
Always brings you something she finds in the water
Small gifts back and forth with each other
Neytiri 12/10:
(2009 Neytiri)
Good god this girl would try to slice a bitch for even trying to be touchy with you
She loves and adores you and hopes that never goes away
Her protectiveness is astronomical
She loves when your by her side. She then knows you have her love
Does give you the freedom you need but just can’t leave your side
She doesn’t claim shes jealous. She just thinks she’s doing what’s best for you and her. To keep you safe in her knowledge
She knows that your strong and can fight your own battles but she just wants you to be safe
She tells you all the time that your hers
“My Y/n”
If someone did try to flirt with you she’d watch you from a distance to make sure nothing was going to happen
Knife in her grasp 😗
Very protective
She does trust you but has trust issues
You always tell her:
“I’m yours Neytiri, I’m never going to leave and you know that”
You grab her hand and place it upon your heart and lean to touch foreheads with her.
“This heart. Is all yours”
This always got her to calm down and trust you and you’d always lay with her and give her kisses, teasing how jealous she is.
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MINORS DNI
Warnings: dark characters, noncon/dubcon,
༺*:ﾟ･✧･:*:ﾟ･♡ readmore ♡･ﾟ:*:･✧･ﾟ:*༻
♡ Scummy manager eddie !!! Who fucks you in the supply closet letting everyone hear you!! He bends you over the grill/fryer not caring about the danger he'll give you a pay rise if you let him cum inside
♡ Vampire eddie tricks you into becoming a vampire by letting you fred from him "c'mon I feed from you all the time it's only right for you to do it from me, maybe I'll understand why you complain so much be as rough as you want" he doesnt understand why you complain because his pants are now ruined
♡Eddie fucking the angel of heavens gates to get a free pass in
♡ Demon eddie fucking angel reader
♡ Did someone say heather au?? JD!eddie x veronica! Reader 👁👁 kurt + ram! Billy and steve 👁👁
♡ priest! hopper fucking his favourite nun after she was almost seduced by eddie/steve/billy
♡ barista! Reader asking what milk theyd like in their coffee only to get the response of "yours"
♡ line cook! Eddie who has a favourite server (you<3) he always makes you food when you're hungry and isnt scared to go out and insult customers who make you cry
♡ hopper + dmitri/enzo fucking guard! Reader to escape ???!?!?!?!!
♡ porn director! Murray pairing his favourite actress (you<3) with the fan favourite hopper, hopper always messes up on purpose just so he can get round after round out of you
♡ Robin is horrible at sexting she can only Express her desires speaking whether that be on the phone or to your face she tries her best but jesus christ "humps humps humps dirty talk hump hump inserts strap thrust thrust spank spank thrust thrust degradation dirty talk thrust cums cuddles"
♡ nancy finds the cutest lingerie for you both to wear she makes you so flustered when she complements you, your legs spread infront of a mirror with your back against her chest. Pretty girls doing pretty things
♡ I know I did a cryptid girlfriend for eddie but I feel like everyone deserves a creepy girlfriend!!
♡ cryptid! Girlfriend who finds steve in the woods looking for dustin as hes supposedly ran off again (he didnt he was in his room the entire time) only to stumble across the creepy little weirdo whose bathing in the river water. He ushers you out and wraps is jacket around you (you have no Idea why) and is panicking into the black square thing that makes noise. Obviously none of the kids can take you in so he has no other choice but to take you back to his. Hes desperately asking you questions trying to find someone to call and hoping it's not an upside down situation however you seem to care more about his fluffy hair than anything else
♡ crytpid! Girlfriend who shows up in Nancy's room, who scares the life out of her, who refuses to leave her alone despite the items she throws at her (she pockets it them and keeps them)!! You're so creepy and nancy hates it!! You also dont understand boundaries as your practically under her skin 24/7 if you could fit in her pocket you would
♡ cryptid! Girlfriend who Robin finds you on night shift at the video store wandering in the back alleyway of the store doing god knows what. At first robin thinks you're lost and tries to ask you questions only to get completely ignored and naturally follows you around to try and figure out where you came from. You run off at some point but come back the next night bringing gifts, and the next night, and the next until you've successfully courted your human wife
♡ argyle who finds you after almsot running you over, he was trying to deliver pizza until you ran into the road he immediately gets out and tries to talk to you but once again you ignore him. He feels bad about almost killing you so gives you a pizza completely forgetting about the customer. He somehow befriends you and often dees you hanging out by the side of the road and his window
♡ johnathan captures you on camera and thinks you're a ghost, he goes back to where the photo was taken to try and replicate it to see if it was true only for you to sneak up behind him because you like the flash from the weird thing in his hands. You follow him home despite his protests and now he keeps you in his room because how in the world would he begin to explain why a girl with weird pupils is in the house???
♡ cryptid! Girlfriend who breaks into hoppers cabin and refuses to leave. He kicks you out even threatening to shoot you but you always come back, sometimes baring gifts and pretty little rocks. He feeds you from his porch sometimes watching you eat whatever he gifts you. He dozes off one afternoon and wakes up to you huddled up next to him, he feels bad and now let's you stay with him but hes not happy about it (that's a lie)
♡ cryptid! Reader who befriended the kids long before billy was around whenever hes mean to them she scares him straight. It's the same routine and last for only about a week until billy is conditioned to not bully children, he thinks hes going insane until he goes to pick up max only to find the girl that's been harassing him for months playing their dumb game. They just stare at eachother until billy ushers max to the car and quizzes her on who the hell you are. Hes creeped out by you but would 100% hit that
♡ I love my dentist so heres some self indulges on my part, dentist! Hopper who makes you suck on his fingers which then evolves into you sucking his cock!!!!
♡ teasing eddie with a fleshlight and cockring, you've been going at it for hours and hes whispering and begging for relief but you're having so much fun
♡ karen wheeler and joyce byers having a night together with pregnant! Reader they say it's to congratulate you and give you one last night of "freedom" before you give birth but they're playing such mean games!! They're practicing toys on you, making you cum so many times
♡ chrissy practices kissing with you but you get such a kick out of it, you hate jason wholeheartedly and love the fact that you get to kiss his girlfriend
♡ speaking of jason 👁👁 imagine being the only thing jason and eddie can be civil over, they just put all the hate towards eachother into fucking you
♡ party girl! Reader getting punished by hopper after she tells him "I fuck harder than I party" she was trying to seduce him into letting her go but hopper doesnt like brats
♡ vecna using his freaky tentacles on you!! Its absolute torture and he mocks you through it all
♡ you, eden, nancy, robin and chrissy having a sleepover together where you all discuss how much guys suck and how they're all the same!!! Idk gangbang me
♡ feel like eddie would look like pete Davidson with a buzz cut
♡ Eddie, steve and billy sorting out their differences by fucking me dumb <3
♡ I dont care what anyone says I could treat mrs wheeler better, I'll be her good baby. Make her cum in my mouth
♡ feral and primal 001 breeding me <3
♡ getting arrested and fucking jim hopper to be let go
♡ personally I think argyle would have a thick juicy cock
♡ if I had the opportunity I would carry Steve's children, all 6 of them. Firm believer of breeding-balls-Steve
♡hopper dressing you up in bunny ears and making you bounce on his cock for easter, he making you collect those vibrating eggs and seeing how many you can fit inside you
♡ tattoo artist/piercer! Eddie x tattoo/piercing-virgin reader
-your friends always come in bringing you as a plus one, always dressing up in nice clothes to hopefully get his attention
-none of it works as he always flirts with you no matter how done up your friends are
- eddie teases you about never having a tattoo or piercing before and says he'll pop your cherry
- after he secretly adds his number to your phone and starts suggesting piercings, you finally walk in for an appointment without your friend hes so surprised when you choose the nipple piercing
- you're shaking like a leaf when he does it and he asks if you have anything to calm you down with, you say you have a stress ball in your bag when eddie finds something better hidden in a small pocket.
- a bullet vibtator, you're so embarrassed but when he slides it inside you quickly find pleasure in the needle sliding through your flesh
-here he has you laying down on the table, nipples puffy and sore from the piercing, pounding into you cunny as if his life depended on it
♡ sex pollen all the time every time I love it so much, horny fuzzy brain yummy yummy yummy
♡ being fucked in the locker room before cheer practice I dont care by who I just want cock
♡ steve, eddie, billy, Nancy, Robin gangbang me pls
♡ 001 getting getting turned on by blood <3<3<3<3<3 any blood? Paper cut? In his mouth, nose bleed? Wiping it with his finger then boom in his mouth, period sex? Absolutely!!! Blood and cock perfect combination for him
♡ eddie x succubus reader !!!!!!!!! Soulmates <3<3
♡ eddie getting dressed up for DnD only to cancel in favour of fucking eachother dumb
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Hiiii! I hope you like it:)
Bad Idea Right? - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader - Part 2
Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader
This contains SMUT - Minors DNI
Part 1, Part 3
Summary: After hooking up with your brother's best friend, you can't wait to do it again.
A/N: I got a message from an anon saying that my smut needed to be more detailed and longer. I tried to do that with this, and I hope y'all like it!
The next day, you woke up to your brother and Ethan yelling. You decided to go check it out and saw the two boys on the living room floor, playing Mario Kart.
“You’re cheating!” your brother yelled, as Ethan knocked his character off the side of Rainbow Road.
“I am not!” Ethan yelled, as his character came in first place.
“You know I would’ve won if you didn’t pull that shit,” your brother said, before looking over to you. “Good morning! Sorry if we woke you up. Ethan’s a cheater.”
You let out a sleepy laugh in response as you sat on the couch behind them, watching them continue to play. After a while, you started to call Ethan out for not playing fair.
“Nothing is fair in Mario Kart,” he said, as you rolled your eyes.
“Give me the controller,” you said to your brother, who’d just come in 5th place because of Ethan.
He passed you the controller, and you played just as dirty as Ethan. After you were coming up to the end of the third lap and you saw his character in front of you, you sent a bomb to him, as you went past him and won first place.
“What the fuck?” Ethan said, as your brother looked over to you.
“She’s ruthless, dude,” he said, “Are you guys hungry?”
“Starving,” you and Ethan both said at the same time.
“Let’s go to the diner down the street,” your brother suggested.
As you sat in the booth across from your brother and Ethan, your friend that your brother had been talking to from the night before walked in with her family. When she saw you, she sat down on your side of the table.
Her family greeted you, before taking a seat at a table a few down from yours.
“I’ll be there in a minute,” she said to her family, sliding into the seat beside you.
“Hey,” you said, giving her a side hug.
She greeted everyone at the table, before your brother started a conversation with her.
“Hey, I’m leaving to go back to school tomorrow, but I was wondering if you’d like to go to dinner with me tonight?” he asked, flashing her a smile.
“Yeah, that sounds fun,” she smiled, a blush creeping up on her cheeks.
“Why do you have to go back tomorrow?” you groaned. You hated how short his visits were.
“You’ll get me for two whole weeks during spring break,” he said, before making small talk with your friend.
You and Ethan didn’t say much to each other, just exchanging occasional glances. It almost felt a little awkward, because you didn’t have the chance to talk the night before after everything happened. You knew you felt the connection there, but you didn’t know if he did, too.
As you got ready to leave, and your friend went back to her family, your brother was beaming.
“I just ask that the two of you don’t kill each other while I’m gone tonight,” he said, “It’ll only be a couple hours, but dad’s taking mom to a winery and won’t be back ‘til later. It’ll just be the two of you.”
“That gives me a couple hours to kick your ass at Mario Kart,” Ethan said, smirking at you.
“Yeah, like that’ll happen,” you said, playfully nudging him.
As the day flew by, your brother set the controller down for the game he was playing with Ethan.
“I need to get ready for my date,” he said, standing up from his spot on the floor.
“I want a rematch,” Ethan said to you as your brother walked upstairs.
You smiled as you took your brother’s place on the floor beside him. You both played a few rounds, him losing every time. You were in the middle of another round when you heard the squeaky knob for the shower turn on. Ethan set his controller on the floor.
“Are you finally giving up?” you asked, smirking at him.
“No,” he whispered as he leaned closer.
He laid you back on the floor with seconds, his lips attached to yours. It was escalating quickly, his tongue slipping past your lips as his hands started to roam your body. Once he started to massage one of your breasts over your shirt, you felt your pussy start to throb, and you knew you didn't have time to do anything else before your brother left.
“We need to stop,” you said against his lips.
At that moment, you heard the stairs creak as your brother make his way down. The two of you sat up, grabbing your controllers.
“You guys okay?” your brother asked, noticing the heavy breathing coming from both of you.
“Yeah, intense game,” you said, trying to play it off.
“Okay, well I’m leaving now,” he said, grabbing his keys off the coffee table.
“You look so handsome!” you said, taking in his appearance as your brother rolled his eyes.
“I wanted to look nice, it is a first date,” he said, making his way through the hallway and out the front door.
“Have fun!” you yelled after him.
Ethan’s lips were right back on yours as soon as the door closed. As he sat in his spot, you straddled his lap, your fingers lacing in his hair. You felt his hard cock pressing on your ass when you started to grind against him. His hands gripped your hips, moving you faster against him.
“Let’s go to my room,” you said, pulling away.
You held his hand as you led him up the stairs and into your room. His lips reconnected with yours, before gently pushing you back on the bed. He attacked your neck with kisses as he grinded his erection against you.
"Mmm, I need you," you got out, as he chuckled against your neck.
"Be patient, baby."
His hands went to the hem of your shirt, lifting it up and over your head. He reached back behind you to unhook your bra, before grabbing onto one of your breasts and taking his nipple in his mouth. Your back started to arch when he swirled his tongue.
“Fuck,” you gasped, as he moved to the other side.
“I’m so fucking hard right now,” he said against you, as his lips moved further down your body.
Whimpers slipped past your lips the closer he got to where you needed him most.
He slid your pants down your legs, before placing kisses all over your thighs. You moaned when he sucked on your flesh, gently grazing his teeth against your inner thighs. He reached up to rub you against your clothed pussy.
“Fuck that feels good,” you whispered.
His fingers kept moving, the material getting more soaked by the second.
He slid your panties to the side to rub slow circles on your clit. His eyes stayed on yours as he teased you, the sounds pouring out of your mouth was quickly becoming his new favorite. He slid one of his fingers inside of you, moving it back and forth. Your breath hitched in your throat when he added another and moved his fingers against that special spot inside of you. He watched his fingers slide in and out of you, your wetness coating him.
“Fuck,” he groaned as your walls started to tighten around him.
He leaned forward to wrap his mouth around your clit, the stimulation sending you over the edge.
“Oh shit,” you moaned out, your hips bucking against his hand.
Through your post-orgasm haze, your eyes connected with his as he put his fingers that were inside of you to his mouth.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” he said, lust dripping off his words.
You whimpered at the sight as he grabbed the waistband of your panties, sliding them down your legs.
“Wait, can you grab a condom out of that top drawer first?” you asked, thinking about how unsafe you were the night before.
“Of course,” he said, walking to your bedside table and grabbing one.
When he came back over to you, his hands ran across your exposed skin, loving the gasps slipping past your lips. As badly as he wanted to fuck you, he was loving teasing you.
“So beautiful,” he said, placing kisses along your ribs.
“I need you to fuck me,” you moaned out.
“I told you I wanted to take my time with you,” he said, his finger brushing against your clit again.
“Please, Ethan?” you said, begging him for more.
“I need you on all fours, baby,” he said.
You did as he said, getting into the position. Your ass stuck up in the air as he grabbed the condom from his wallet and rolled it on.
He slowly slid inside of you, really taking advantage of all the free time he had with you. As he inched further in, you started to meet his slow thrusts, needing more.
“Fuck,” he whispered, starting to move faster. “I love your pussy.”
“You’re filling me up so good,” you whimpered.
As needy as you were, he still didn’t want to rush through this with you. You were pleading with him to go faster, but your words were coming out as a mumbled mess.
“What do you need, baby?” he asked, slowing his hips a little.
“Please go faster,” you rushed out, resting your head down against the comforter.
He sped up a little, but he was still holding back.
“Baby, please!” you cried out.
He started to thrust into you at a fast pace. One hand was holding onto your hip while the other was roaming the flesh of your ass.
Your moans kept getting louder, letting him know you were starting to get close. Your hand reached up underneath of you, quickly rubbing your clit.
“Oh my god,” you moaned out.
That feeling inside of you was building up fast as your pussy dripped around Ethan.
“You’re taking me so well,” he groaned out, grabbing your hips to drill into you as fast as he could.
“Fuck…oh fuck…I’m gonna cum,” you cried out.
Your fingers kept circling your swollen clit as your orgasm hit. The intensity of it gave you goosebumps as your hips stuttered against his. Ethan started to chase his own orgasm, gripping your hips so hard you knew you’d have bruises.
“Oh fuck,” he moaned out, his movement slowing as he filled the condom.
He relaxed his grip on your hips, but stayed inside of you for a few minutes, loving the warm feeling of you around him.
When he did pull out, you whined, missing the feeling.
He disposed of the condom in the wastebasket in your room while you turned over to lay on your back.
“No one’s ever made me cum that hard,” you said, your breath steadying as Ethan laid beside you.
“I hope your hips are okay,” he said, with a laugh. “I didn’t mean to hurt you if I did.”
“No, that was perfect,” you said, leaning over to kiss his lips.
“Can we talk?” he said, and your heart started to race.
“Sure,” you said, as he laced his fingers with yours.
"I know that I piss you off, and I know that I’m going back to college tomorrow, but would you like to see where this goes?” he asked.
You sat up to look into his hopeful eyes.
“I’d love to.”
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❥ HOSTILITY — na jaemin.
p — NA JAEMIN x gn! reader. g — suggestive, stageplay! au. w — making out, swearing, reader tells jaem to k himself, reader spits on jaem's face and he does something...questionable. 438 words.
note — this got the most votes in the poll so here's another one where jaemin is an asshole and a weirdo bcs for some reason y'all seem to enjoy it as much as i do 😭 i'm p sure that my vampire jaem fic will be trapped in gdocs hell for long time, so take this as compensation. tagging — @alwayswithjaemin @cerealdreamwriter @tyongff-ff.
“i fucking hate you.”
na jaemin’s lips are hot on yours, a sickening flame that you want to tear yourself away from. “i hope you drop dead.” his shirt wrinkles in your fist and you groan into his mouth. “fuck you, you’re the worst.” a squeak escapes your lips when he pulls on your hair. you’re about to cuss him out but he cuts you off with another kiss.
“i get it—” he huffs, “—you can’t stand me—” teeth gnashing, tongues wet, “—but do the both of us a favor—” hungry, animalistic, “—and look at me like you wanna fuck me instead of wanting to bury me alive unless you wanna repeat this scene over and over again, yeah?”
to the eyes watching from below the stage, it may seem like a passionate moment between the characters you’re both playing, but to you it’s a set designed by hell. you want to strangle him when you wrap your arms around his neck for a breather. you want to twist a knife into his throat instead of leaving a nest butterfly kisses.
“good,” he whispers, a wet trail from your earlobe to your jaw as he places a heavy hand on your hips straddling his lap. “last one. close your eyes.”
“eat shit.”
you throw yourself off him with a gasp when he bites hard on your bottom lip, teeth scraping against the swollen muscle and you look at him with so much abrasion and repugnance that he only laughs.
“alright, good job! let’s have a water break. be back here in ten!”
you hate na jaemin with every fiber of your being, and you won’t let him off so easily for nearly making you bleed. a nasty sound erupts from your throat. your spit lands on his cheekbone when he ducks down to grab a water bottle, which consequently drops back on the floor with a loud noise. you snicker. he’s looking at you like he wants you dead. you attempt to shove past him but jaemin yanks you back by the wrist with a staggering strength and you warn him with a sneer.
jaemin’s grip tightens around your wrist. you’re sure it’ll leave a bruise. he wipes your spit with your own two fingers and puts them in his mouth. his teeth sink into your skin. your fingers burn against his tongue. “what the fuck is wrong with you?” you exclaim after pulling yourself out of his hold.
“my bad,” he mocks, a smug look on his face. “thought you were aiming for my mouth.”
“fuck you.”
“save it for the play.”
“go kill yourself.”
“after you.”
HOSTILITY.
© hannie-dul-set, 2023.
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You’re a healer, not a fighter. And yet…
Enjoy more stitch y’all sorry it took me so long. Also the title for this is SO bad I’m so sorry.
Platonic!141 x Medic!reader
Tw: Canon typical violence, cursing, gore, blood, Background character death, explosions, grenades, heavy smoke, reader is dissociating, implied that reader is having a panic attack, military inaccuracies, light angst, hurt/comfort.
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You hate, nay despise, when you get separated during missions. If history holds true, and it always does, it won’t end well.
You are currently stuck in a small room, well stuck is a strong word as you do have 2 possible exits, it’s just that neither is very promising.
The slightly more promising of the two is a small rectangular window on the other side of the room, about 6 feet away. You’re not sure if you could get your torso through, and even if you did, if the 5 story drop didn’t kill you the enemy that was swarming the building certainly would.
The other exit was a hallway, leading back the way you fled from. You were crouched in a corner that bordered the door, gripping your gun tightly. There was no cover in the room, simply beige walls and that dammed window.
Suddenly a loud noise crackled from your comms, causing you to fumble to quickly turn it down a few notches. “Stitch! Stitch are you there? We almost have the case!”
You shuddered in a breath, carefully watching the door as you lifted one hand up to your radio to respond. “Sounds good Soap. I’m currently pinned on the 5th story, no visual on the enemy.”
“Stitch do you have any way to get out of there? We are pushing on 7th story.” That was Price, you could hear the sounds of a firefight in the background.
“I’ll find a way around.”
“Copy that, repo quickly.”
You carefully came out of your corner, crouching near the door you grabbed the doorknob, quickly flinging the door open.
The moment the door opened it was filled with bullets. You ducked behind the wall, grabbed a grenade from your gear pulled the pin and hoped.
When you heard a loud explosion paired with a choir of screams you leapt into the doorway, your gun posed in front of you.
You quickly took care of the few enemies you could see between the smoke and rubble. After a moment of no movement you moved forward to the rubble.
Crouching down you looked at the one solider who was still alive from your assault, half buried under rubble. He was a big fucker.
“Fuck off.” He growled at you as blood ran down his face.
You assessed him with a critical eye. His injuries would prevent him from moving very far. If you moved all weapons away from his reach he wouldn’t be a threat. That is assuming he lives.
You leaned over him to grab his sidearm from its holster on his side. As you leaned over he grabbed your arm with one hand and your shoulder with the other.
In any other circumstances he would’ve been able to break your arm, but he was injured and you were on high alert. You quickly tore his side arm from its holster and drove it into the side of his head, knocking his grip off of you.
Pointing his gun at his forehead you growled, “I am showing you mercy. Do not make me regret it.”
Breaking you out of your focused state was your radio, crackling to life loudly on your chest.
“STITCH! DON’T- THE EMEMY- TRAP”
The enemy used your shock to his advantage, grabbing your elbow and attempting to pry the gun from your grasp. You however were still faster despite your shock. You ram you head into his, causing him to let go of your elbow. You then pull your knife from its sheath and drive it home in the side of his neck.
With his blood staining your hands you turned to respond to your radio, ignoring the enemy’s gurgling in the background.
“What about the enemy? Do you have the case?” You asked, concern growing in your chest.
“STITCH” That at least you could tell was Price.
“Captain? Captain what’s going on?” You asked frantically, you had to fight the urge to run to them. If things were going wrong getting yourself hurt would not help anyone.
Suddenly your radio was full of very loud static. You fiddled with the channel, hoping it was just a technical error, but the longer you tried to get a connection the more you lost hope that it was simply a technical error.
You feel the blood drain from your face as the reality of the situation hit you. Your boys were captured. You quickly switch your mic off. Damnit.
Alright think. Your boys still have to be in the building, there’s no way they got them out already. You know they were heading to the 7th floor. The enemy will most likely be taking them up to the roof to lift them out. You just had to intercept them in time.
That is assuming they’re not dead.
But there is no time to think like that. They can’t be dead. If they’re dead you’re going to drag their sorry asses back to the living world and kill them again.
You quickly look around in the rubble, there has to be something here you can use. The corpse of an enemy solider catches your eye. They’re about the same build as you and while their uniform is splattered in blood it would do the job well enough.
You quickly pull on their jacket and vest along with their helmet. You could only hope that would be enough, you had to move.
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You found the stairwell on the 5th floor, once you executed your plan you would have to move quickly or face loosing your boys forever.
You quickly started climbing the stories, you keep marching forward undisturbed until you got to the 8th story, when you were met with two guards.
“Who the fuck are you?” One of the guards shouted at you, pointing his gun at your head.
You quickly raised you hands in the air, it was vital they thought you one of them. “We- were attacked. 5th floor. Everyone is dead.” You croaked, forcing tears into your eyes and tightening your throat.
The two guards looked at each other, back at you, then lowered their guns a few inches.
“Where on the 5th floor was this and when?” One guard questioned, narrowing their eyes at you.
Fuck. You thought it was on the western side but you couldn’t be sure. No more that 10 minutes could’ve passed since it happened, but how could you be certain?
You couldn’t be, you just had to take a guess and hope you were right. “Western side.” You shuddered, hoping you weren’t overdoing your acting. “It- it just happened. No more then 10 minutes ago.”
“We just lost contact with a group on the eastern side. You know anything about that?” The guard shot you a suspicious glance. The other one fiddled with their trigger, glaring at you.
Fuck it.
You grabbed the one who was fiddling with their trigger and pulled them in front of you, using them as a human shield against their friend who sprayed a wave of bullets at you on instinct.
You pushed one guard into the other, and while they were reeling from the shock of having their friends mutilated corpse pushed into them you grabbed your knife and rammed it into the side of their head, aiming at the lisp of their helmet and angling upwards. So much for the plan.
There were footsteps coming down the stairwell, you had to act fast. Quickly you stash your knife in its sheath before pulling out your gun and firing it at the entry to the 8th floor, shouting expletives.
A team of 6 rounds the corner on high alert, they’re looking where you’re shooting and not at you, good.
“They went that way!” You shout, gesturing towards the door with a nod of your head.
“Move!” The leader barked, rushing towards the door. You pressed yourself to the wall, watching as they filed into the empty floor.
Once the coast is clear and the last of the enemies are through the door you turn around to creep carefully yet quickly up the rest of the stairs.
You manage to move up the next two flights of stairs without difficulty. You make your way to the floor right below the roof and listen carefully, your ear perched right up against the door.
You are met with the sounds of very angry, very Scottish yelling. You let out a shallow sigh of relief. Just as you suspected your boys are still in the building, now the hard part. Getting them out of it in one piece.
You wait at the door a moment longer listening for any clues, you fail to hear any coming from beyond the door, but you do hear one from above.
Carefully, and ever so slowly, cracking the door to the roof open, you are met with exactly what you expected. A helicopter is slowly descending to the platform on the roof, surrounding said platform is at least 5-8 enemy soldiers.
While not great you can work with these conditions, and that’s what you plan to do.
Not that you have much of a choice.
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You quickly run to the floor they’re holding your boys and in a moment of fuck-it-I-have-nothing-to-loose (you’re lying to yourself you have everything to loose), you charge in, slamming the door to the wall.
You immediately stand at attention, and direct your eyesight to the man you hope you are correctly assuming is in charge.
When no bullets start firing at you you realize they are waiting for you to speak.
“Sir!” You bark out. “The heli is waiting on the roof sir!”
An old, short man turns to focus his eyes on you. You feel the cold sweat gathering on your neck as he fails to say anything, you swear that in the moment you could feel him cracking open your chest and feasting inside. Discovering all your secrets, uncovering all your sins.
Then he speaks, “bout damn time! Have the rest of your team come down. Escort these damn prisoners the fuck out of here!”
You turn to report to the rest of your fake team when a sense of dread hits you like a cold water ballon.
The messenger they would be sending. To alert the old fucker about the heli landing. That you already told him about.
“Stupid, stupid, stupid!!” You hiss out quietly to yourself, two seconds away from stomping your foot and pouting like a child.
Your panic is cut short however when the door to the roof opens. You quickly snap to attention as the solider heads towards you, fixing you with a scalding glare.
“What are you doing?” They question. You feel like they are a priest, pulling all your sins out of you one by one.
“I’ve been assigned to guard here, on account of the enemy solider running amok.” You say stoically, puffing out your chest in a crude imitation of a loyal solider, proud to be guarding their commander.
The other solider briefly stares at you, before gesturing for you to get out of the way. Fuck there’s nothing you can do. Any attempt at taking them out would surly be heard. Fuck it- there’s nothing you can do.
You step aside.
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It feels like a lifetime as you wait for a sound, a whimper, a pen dropping, an indication of what your next move should be. It feels like a lifetime as suddenly the door you’re standing next to bursts open.
You are guided by instinct as you fire a bullet into the head of the solider who had opened the door. You duck low, pull the pin on a grenade, and throw it into the room.
You are shaken by the proximity of the explosion, and your ears are ringing fiercely. You push forwards anyway, and once you are well hidden by the smoke in the room you duck behind the remains of a pillar. You hear movement and you quickly peek out form behind it, firing wildly. It is only another moment before the smoke begins to clear enough that you can see.
You glance around cautiously, and see that every solider in this room is dead, remarkably there are fewer corpses then you expected. The only option for where your boys could be is behind a door on the other end of the room.
You can hear yelling coming from it.
You can hear footsteps from behind you.
You slam the door behind you shut, amazed it’s still on it’s hinges. You grab a chair and shove it beneath the handle. You hope that buys you enough time to get your boys out because otherwise you’re doomed.
You approach the door, your gun posed in front of you, and kick.
The door holds.
You kick again.
The doorframe splinters under the force with a shrieking groan and the door swings open.
You are met with the man who you had addressed before, holding a pistol to Price’s head. All of your boys are in the room, looking like they had been thrown in haphazardly, their arms tied behind their back and their legs held together by zip-ties.
You creep one foot into the room before the old fucker shouts out, “Stop! One more step and I blow his brains out!” As he speaks he kicks Price, not hard enough to send him to the ground, but he still lets out a small grunt of pain.
“Hands off him ye’ wanker!!” Soap shouts out from one side of the small room. He pulls against his bonds with a groan, but does not accomplish anything.
Suddenly a loud shout and a bang is heard from the farthest door. You are forced to turn around, your gun held high, as you hear the enemy continue to struggle to get in.
“You’ll be dead soon. Surrender and maybe I’ll go easy on-” suddenly his speech dissolves into a blubbering mess of groans and hiccups, all began by the distinct sound of metal sinking into flesh.
You whirl around, panicked, only to see your Captain standing over the fluttering body of the enemy commander, holding a small pocket knife.
He glances at you over his shoulder before speaking, “Hold the door, I’ll get them out.”
You do as he says, moving to crouch behind a pillar, gaze trained on the door.
“Sir,” you call out over your shoulder, “enemy heli on the roof.”
Price makes a noise of acknowledgment and quickly crouches down next to you behind the pillar, an enemy gun in his hands. You barely notice Ghost, Soap, and Gaz moving to shelter on the other side of the room before the door bursts open with a sense of finality.
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It’s nothing short a blood bath, a mess of bullets and gunpowder framing the centerpiece of organs and body parts. Bone fragments, and limbs, and cries of pain and pleas to merciless gods. It feels like both a century and a moment before soldiers stop flooding into the room.
Price motions for you to move forward, and gestures towards your belt silently. A smoke grenade. You nod in understanding and pose right behind a door, a smoke grenade in your hand. You glance over your shoulder briefly, checking that all your boys are in place.
With a confirmation that they’re ready you pull the pin on the grenade, shut your eyes tightly, and throw it. Once you hear the smoke dispense you desperately push forward.
It feels like a fever dream, moving through smoke and cries of pain. You feel like you’re watching a movie, a compilation of photos as you feel yourself pull the trigger again and again and again. Body responding before you can even think to. You feel every movement so intensely, and yet not at all. Like a puppet you react to your instincts, watching your boy’s backs. Making sure they stay safe. By the time the smoke clears and you’re ready to move to the roof you swear you can feel yourself swimming in blood. You can feel it creeping up your shoes, your shins and your knees, you hips, up and up until it’s entering your throat and your nose- suffocating you- you can’t breathe-
“Stitch?” You’re forced back into your body by a firm hand on your shoulder. Turning your head you see Gaz standing next to you, somehow managing to pull a small, kind smile onto his face. “We’re almost out.” He soothes kindly.
You swallow the blood in your throat before nodding firmly. “Right. We’re almost out.”
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It was surprisingly easy to take control of the helicopter, but you suppose you should have expected that. Once they’d heard the shooting and explosions beneath their feet they would have almost certainly abandoned their post in favor of helping their allies. It doesn’t truly matter to you though, their lives ended all the same.
After busting through the door, that they hadn’t even bothered to lock in their rush, it was simply a matter of taking out 3 soldiers and the pilot. A laughably easy task considering what you had just accomplished.
You leaned back in your seat on the helicopter heavily, resting your head back against the side of the beast. You feel your weariness in every bone in your body. You don’t think you’ve ever dealt so much death in such a short period of time. While you were no stranger to the feeling of taking a life, you took less than the average solider. You focused on mending, not breaking, whenever possible.
You supposed that today mending life was not in cards as much as tearing it apart. You wonder if you have what it takes to be a solider, if you break at the first sign of difficulty.
You’re broken out of your thoughts by a firm hand on your knee. You open your eyes and sit up to be met with the sight of Soap’s big blue eyes staring at you in concern.
It’s takes you a moment before you notice that he’s handing you something, his field journal. You take it with a confused glance, but he mearly gestures for you to look inside.
You look at the page he was holding open, it contains many small doodles, that despite their small size are still remarkably well done. You see doodles of Ghost and Gaz, who are sitting across from you. He’s sketched how they currently look, Gaz with his head resting on his fist as he stares at the clouds racing by. Ghost as he leans back, his arms and legs crossed.
What really draws your attention though is a question, messily scrawled beneath the doodles. Next to it is a stylized, cartoonish drawing of you, surrounded by several hearts.
The question reads, “You alright hun?”
You look up at Johnny and he blinks at you a few times before suddenly startling, like he had forgotten something, and sheepishly handing you a pencil.
You scrawl down right below Johnny’s handwriting, “I’ll live. You?” You hand his journal back to him, and watch as he scrawls down his response.
“Bit shaken, thought I was done in for a second there. At least until you stepped in <3” Next to the heart he’s drawn a goofy kissy face, equipped with his signature Mohawk and all.
Johnny and your’s silent conversation is cut short by Price shouting over the sound of the heli from up by the cockpit, “We’re landing in 2 minutes!”
“Roger that Cap!” You yell back, handing Johnny his journal back with a ruffle of his Mohawk. He gawks at you in playful insult while you go about making sure you (and your boys) are prepped for landing.
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Once you’ve got both your feet back inside base exhaustion hits you like a tsunami wave. Now that you’re certain you’re safe the adrenaline is fading like water out of a balloon. Despite the fatigue festering in every part of your person, you’re not in bed. Instead you’re in the armory, cleaning your gear.
You want nothing more than to sleep, but it’s routine for you to make sure all of your duties are accomplished first so you can sleep well. You’re silently taking apart a pistol when you hear footsteps approaching the armory, knocking you out of your thoughts.
It’s only a moment before Price walks through the doors, surprisingly enough he’s not carrying any of his own weapons.
As soon as he sees where you’re sat on one of the benches he B-Lines to you, approaching with a speed and purpose that you’ve only seen him use on missions. The adrenaline from the mission must still be in his system, you muse. He’s been in this industry long enough for it to make sense.
“Go the fuck to sleep sergeant. The actual hell are you still doing awake?” He barks as he approaches you.
“Will soon sir.” You respond nonchalantly. “Just cleaning my gear first.”
He guffaws like it’s the most foolish thing he’s heard all day, (which says a lot considering he has gotten captured today) and gestures for you to scoot over.
You do so, slightly confused by what he intends to do. Once you’ve made room on the bench he sits down next to you and grabs your vest. As he lays it on his lap he goes through the pockets systematically, making sure the vest is perfectly up to code.
As you observe him you’re slightly surprised by his actions, you imagine he must be wanting to go to sleep after the day he’s had.
“You don’t have to help me sir.” You say carefully, tip-toeing around his grumpy outward appearance.
“A good leader always makes sure his soldiers are taken care of before himself. Now finish cleaning that pistol so we can get the fuck to bed.”
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With Price helping you it didn’t take long for you to finish and finally head to bed. You could feel your feet sticking to the ground with every step, and it took you twice as long as it normally did to walk to your barracks from the armory.
As you approach your door you notice a slumped figure next to it, causing adrenaline from the day to start kicking back up inside you. Feeling your heart start to hammer, yet not having the energy to do anything about it, you continue to approach leisurely.
As you get closer you recognize the balaclava and all black clothing that clings to a large frame. Ghost. When you finally stand next to him you nudge his hip with your foot.
“Come on big guy.”
He blinks up at you wearily, but starts to stand all the same as you unlock your door. You walk in and throw your boots and jacket off as you approach your bed, little care for where they end up.
You flop down on your bed, the scratchy blankets and thin military mattress feeling like paradise after all you’d been through. When you see ghost’s shadow approaching out of the corner of your eye you roll over, facing the wall.
You feel Ghost lie down on your mattress and sling a heavy arm over your waist as you both settle down into a deep sleep.
It had been a hard day, but you would do it all over again for your boys.
#key writing#I’m not joking when I say I’ve been working on this for months#legit since like march#I’m such a slow writer I’m sorry y’all#cod mw22#cod mw2#call of duty mwii#call of duty#mw2 ghost#mw2 price#mw2 soap#mw2 gaz#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost x reader#simon ghost riley#ghost x reader#john price x reader#price x reader#john soap mctavish x you#soap x reader#kyle gaz garrick x reader#gaz x reader#this was happier and then I changed it to pure angst#cause I’ve been having a hard time lately and if I have to cry you guys do to
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Here's my thing not to always be complaining about bad interpretations BUT I genuinely do not understand how anyone at all can see the scene that established the Kraken where Ed is subjected to abuse by his father and then kills him, and then see a character attempt to force Ed to kill the first person hes ever gotten close to, attempt to kill the first person Ed has ever gotten close to, call law enforcement to come in and kill the first person Ed has ever gotten close to, and then when he succeeds in driving that person away and Ed tries to open up to even more people tell him he's better off dead and threaten his life. And then see Ed choke that character with a lighthouse painting positioned in the background just like how he choked his dad with a lighthouse in the background and declare himself the kraken like he did when he was talking about his abusive fathers death and not read all that information as leading back to Izzy abusing him. Like season 1 actually sends a very clear message if you're not into incel apologia.
And yes I have seen season 2, season 2 did three things in regards to this arc. The first thing it did was call the relationship toxic and unhealthy which affirms this reading, the second thing season 2 did was clarify that Izzy's intentions in doing all this were in fact to have Ed all to himself out of a psychosexual obsession rather than out of a hunger for power or even as a hate crime or whatever, so those are Izzy's two "this only looks like abuse but actually is about something else" alibis down, which reaffirms this reading, and the third thing it did was have Izzy take it all back and decide he's actually better now which, the redemption arc doesn't contradict any of that. And no I'm not ignoring Ed's violence against Izzy, he did all of that violence fully after four times trying to isolate Ed violently from other people and I think it's acceptable to kill your abuser, so Ed's violence doesn't factor into my read aside from how it relates to how he handled his first abuser, his father, and how he handled his second abuser, Hornigold, in the dream scape.
So basically last time I made this meta I said "guys I think Izzy might be abusing Ed, but Idk he could just be power hungry as fucked up little henchmen often are." But now that I have season 2 I'm rewriting it and saying that I know that Izzy is one of Ed's abusers, so thank you season 2 for clarifying this for me. He changed his mind and, well all I have to say about that is that I hope Ed feels safer now that he has changed his mind, but I still don't much care for him.
If you comment on this to argue with me without adding a 🦜emoji I'll assume you haven't read the whole thing before getting mad at me and delete your reply.
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