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thedreadpirateholmes · 5 months

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I claw my way out of my lurker corner once more because I am obsessed with the whole “Don’t go running off with any Pirates or Smugglers while you’re gone” line.

This has to be foreshadowing.

Pleeeaaase let it be foreshadowing the appearance of one Hondo Ohnaka.

The shenanigans these two have the potential to unleash.

IMAGINE HONDO TRYING TO GIVE TECH DATING/LOVE ADVICE FOR PHEE??

Just, completely unprompted:

“What has you so down, my friend?”

“Other than the majority of my family believing me to be dead, and the fact that the fate of my missing brother is still unknown and he is likely trapped in a lab somewhere?”

“Ah, yes, other than that.”

“…Someone asked me to avoid running off with any other pirates or smugglers while I was gone - I am concerned this may disappoint her.”

“*Her*?” Intrigued noises “Difficulties of a love nature! Aha, for this let me provide some advice!”

“I would not call it-“

“Yes, yes, yes, but whatever you call it, there is affection there, no?”

Shenanigans ensue

I want all of the shenanigans

I feel like Tech would end up a little annoyed with Hondo but only because it’d be like looking into a more overtly chaotic version of himself, and then they’d get along in a way that feeds chaos into chaos and causes everyone around them the ultimate sort of concerned confusion.

Hunter & Echo: “I feel like we should separate them for the sake of our own sanities.”

Wrecker revels in the chaos.

Omega instigates more of it.

Crosshair snags some Mantell Mix and sits back for some decent entertainment that he’ll likely never admit to missing.

Phee knowing that this was both the best and worst possible pirate for him to run into for various reasons, and absolutely ribbing him for running off with another pirate/smuggler but “better late than dead” and their extroverted flirting/introverted intrigue can resume its sweet, sweet slow burn that lasts the majority of the season because Tech is coming back in the first few episodes but only after we get the glorious Phee backstory and badassery that should precede (and also continue after) this return.

My hopes for Season Three are so high.

Please. I am hoping!!

#once again tagging confounds me #Phee Genoa #tech x phee #I get to use a shipping tag #heehee?#tech the bad batch #hondo ohnaka #the internet is still confusing #please excuse my excited rambling #I can press the post button #I can do it

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goingxmissing · 2 months

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what’s your favourite thing about your favourite driver?

The way he uses emojis like he's a Mum on Facebook. Or just a millennial. It appeals to me on a deep and embarrassing level 🤷‍♀️

#his chill. his determination. the way he won't let anyone fuck him over.#that thing he said about pressing the radio button being a CHOICE #most importantly what you need to know is that this is Oscar's emoji: 😅#venerat fic forever in my heart x #won't go into the ridiculous things like how well spoken his is and his tendency to blush and his fast growing fingernails #the way he can be the standing man emoji -> zendaya laugh at the smallest thing #going to stop before I embarrass myself 😌#op81 #asks

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markdelonge · 1 year

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“ secrets ”

note before i start writing: this could either be the cutest thing ive ever written or a disaster im shaking from how nervous i am.

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request?: yes

pairing: jimmy smith jr. x female!reader

contains: fluff, horrible writing.

summary: jimmy takes y/n to meet his little sister!

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"Jimmy, are you sure about this?" You chewed your lip as you spoke to your boyfriend of one year now.

"Yes, baby, I swear she's gonna love you." He assured. You could hear the voice of his little sister singing in the background, your stomach flipped from how nervous you were before you took a deep breath.

"Okay, Rabbit." You continued chewing on your lip.

"Do you know when you'll be here?"

"Uhhh, we're leaving now but it depends on how long it takes the car to start but I'd say 15 to 30 minutes." He replied.

You noticed if you were to stay in bed any longer that you wouldn't be ready when they'd show up.

You lazily rolled out of bed and stretched before you decided to end the call with Jimmy

"Alright, baby" You started but was cut off by a yawn

"I'll see you when you get here, I have to get ready" You finished.

"Okay, I'll see you soon. I love you." He said and your heart completely melted. Although you guys say 'I love you' on a regular basis, it still warms your heart every time.

"I love you too, Jimmy" You smiled.

The call ended as you walked out your small bedroom and walked into the bathroom not too far from your room.

You decided not to do too much with make up or hair so you still had time when you were done getting ready.

You sat on the couch and turned on the TV, flipping through the channels aimlessly, not having an idea on what you wanted to watch.

Thankfully, minutes later, you heard 3 knocks on the door, the state of boredom leaving you as the anxiety built up once again.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck" You cursed under your breath as you tripped your way to the door.

You took a deep breath and cleared your throat before unlocked the door.

A huge smile played on your face as you opened the door to see Jimmy and Lily who he was holding on his hip.

"Good morning, Jimmy" You started

"And you must be Lily?" You asked, trying to sound as nice as possible.

All she did was nod, which you didn't take as offensive, she was most likely shy.

"Say 'hi', Lily" Jimmy whispered to his sister, but it was loud enough for you to hear.

"Hi" She said ever so sweetly which caused your heart to melt.

"Why, hello" You smiled as you moved out of the way to let them in your apartment.

"Hey, baby" Jimmy spoke after he put Lily down but she never left his side.

"So, what are the plans for today?" You asked Jimmy.

You had actually woken up to Jimmy's call this morning, he called you saying he was off work and had Lily and she had wanted to meet you.

"Um, I don't know yet" Jimmy said, looking at you.

"Can we go to the park?" Lily spoke up.

"Yeah, baby, we can do that" He smiled down at her and your heart melted for what seemed like the 80th time today.

"You cool with that?" Jimmy asked, looking back at you.

"Yes! I love parks" You said, looking down at Lily and winking at her

"Can we go now?" Lily asked, you could see the excitement and hope in her eyes.

Jimmy looked at you as if he was waiting for your answer, although he was the one with the car.

"I'll go get my shoes?"

"I'll start the car" Jimmy said turning back to the door.

"Lily, can you stay here for a second?" He started

"Can she stay here for a second?" He repeated his words to you to make sure you were alright with watching her for less than 5 minutes.

"Of course, Jimmy" You smiled

"Alright."

He kneeled down so he was at Lily's height.

"I'll be right back, baby. Okay?"

All she did was nod in response.

"Be good for Y/N real quick, alright?"

She nodded again.

He spoke so softly with her, it was the cutest thing ever.

He stood back up and looked at you

"I'll be back" He said before he opened the door and left

"So, Miss. Lily, do you have a favorite color?" You asked while sitting down to put on your beat-up white sneakers.

"I like green" Her response made you gasp

"No way!" You exclaimed

"Green is my favorite color, too!"

"It's been my favorite color since I could remember" You said.

"Really?" Her voice grew louder due to her excitement.

"Yes!" You smiled

Before you had time to ask her another question, Jimmy walked in.

"You guys ready?" He asked the two of you

"Yeah" You said as you jumped up.

"Lily, you ready?" You asked, looking down at her

She nodded before she put her arms up in front of Jimmy, hinting she wanted to be picked up which he did and she wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder.

As you guys left your apartment building, you were walking next to Jimmy and you saw that Lily was staring at you. At first you had flashed a smile to her which she mirrored, then you stuck your tongue out in a playful way which made her giggle. You continued to make silly faces at her until you arrived at the car.

Jimmy placed Lily down before he patted himself down for his keys. After he found them he unlocked the car and opened the passenger door.

"For you" He smiled, his actions had caused you to laugh

"Thank you, kind sir" You replied before getting in the car.

He shut the door and not long after that he opened the backseat door.

"C'mon, Lily" He said to his little sister as he helped her get inside her booster seat.

You watched in the rearview mirror as you took a mental note that Jimmy was amazing with kids which made you fall for him even more. Although having kids wasn't even a thought that would ever cross your mind, you couldn't help but imagine how he'd be with your kids one day.

"Hey, Jimmy" Lily's adorable voice spoke out

"Yeah, Lily?"

"I really really like Y/N" She tried to whisper but it didn't really work out given that you heard what she said.

You smiled to yourself as you noticed you had completely nailed meeting his little sister.

"Yeah?" He started

"Well, can you keep a secret?" Jimmy asked her and she nodded and giggled

"I really really really like Y/N" Jimmy whispered but it was loud enough for you to hear.

He finished buckling her in before he shut the back door and got into the driver's seat.

"What took you so long?" You joked, acting as if you didn't hear their conversation.

"Oh nothing, Lily just wanted to tell me something" He played along as he started to back out his parking spot.

"About what?"

"About how much s-"

"JIMMY, NO!" Lily cut off Jimmy.

"What? Can I not tell her what you said?"

"It's a secret" Lily replied

"Oh oh oh, okay, my bad"

"Sorry, babe, I can't let you in on our secret" He said as he looked over at you for a split second before turning his eyes back on the road.

You fake pouted before you turned back to look at Lily.

"You wanna listen to some music?" You asked, smiling.

"Yes!" She said with excitement in her voice.

You laughed a little as you turned around and turned the radio on.

#im gonna close my eyes before i press the post button because i hate hate HATE THIS #HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARSHALL #my baby <3 #eminem #eminem x reader #eminem imagines #eminem is the queen of rap #yuh yuh #jimmy smith jr x reader #jimmy smith jr #jimmy smith jr imagines #8 mile #2000 #rap

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thosewildcharms · 2 days

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The “how did I get so lucky” line it’s such an insane statement cos sir the apocalypse literally happened and he’s been through so much and lost people... but guess what, in all of this he is finding the love of his life at the end of the world 🥹

when I tell you I gasped when he said that. he literally considers himself lucky despite everything! ps do u think he ever feels guilty because despite all the death and the trauma and the loss and the entire world ending that, other than losing carl, he's way happier now than he was before? simply because he found her? once again I say if the entire world had to end for them to be together than so be it!

#richonne #the ones who live #truly i believe. that given the opportunity to set the world to rights but lose her he'd choose her.#or he'd need michonne to convince him to do it.#and not in the genocidal beale way i mean like say if there was a magic button and poof! no apocalypse #alternatively. someone else presses the magic button and he wakes up in his old life but he can still feel her.#<- this is an au i ponder often #picture like. the LOST season six sideways universe but it's actually just a what if x did not happen au not the afterlife lol

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tascha-schwarz · 8 months

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One Last Chance for the Two

Imagine… meeting Severus Snape a few years after the Battle of Hogwarts

Warnings: more crying here

Part II (Part I >>>)

“So, how’s the school?” he asked reservedly, looking at you across the small kitchen table as you took a sip from the cup that he gave you.

Talking to you again felt so odd and unusual, Snape didn’t know what to say. It’s been way too long – too much time’s been wasted. Too much time’s been spent blaming himself for the terrible things he’s done to be easily reassured it was not his fault. It was, and nothing could change that. Over the years, he convinced himself he deserved nothing but hatred and contempt, and now it was so hard to accept that you were not despising him. Snape thought he’s become a stranger to you, there was nothing left from the man you used to know, so he believed, and if you haven’t realized it yet, you’d certainly do.

“I quitted,” you answered grimly. “Couldn’t stay there. Everything reminded me of you, everything!” your voice quavered. “Neither could I take it in the Ministry. They’re still haunting some of the Death Eaters, you know. Still haven’t caught them all. And your name, it sounded from everywhere, in every investigation there was a mention of you! I just couldn’t, that was way too much…”

He stretched out his hand and rested it on top of yours. Poor consolation. Unfortunately, that was all he could offer. If only he had known how much his life might mean to you...

“When they said you were a double agent...” you paused in attempt to pull yourself together. You could no longer breath, so you had to exhale through your mouth. “You have no idea what I’ve been through...”

Tears streamed down your cheeks.

“Why didn’t you tell me? Why, Severus? Everything could be different…”

“I had to protect you. Keeping you uninvolved was the best I could do.”

“But at what cost!” you exclaimed in a fit of wild emotion.

“Your life was worth any price.”

“Really?” you shook your head in disagreement. “For such a life as mine has become, it wasn’t worth a grain of effort!” you shouted. “My life ended that very moment they said you were dead!” You pulled your hand out of his grip and covered your face. The pain that overflowed your heart was now pouring out in uncontrollable howls and sobs.

Snape left his seat and rushed over to you. He knelt down before you and rubbed your thighs, desperate to comfort you, but actually having no idea how to do it. You had no more power to manage your feelings, so you just sagged on the floor next to him and let him hold you.

“If you decide to protect me again… maybe from yourself, I don’t know… if you say you’re unworthy, that I better not mess with you, or whatever shit you come up with,” you swallowed tears, “maybe you’d ask me first? If I want this at all?”

He stroked your back, your head, clenching you tight in his arms and hating himself for hurting you again.

“Because all I want is you, Severus!” you whined, mumbling into his collar. “All I need is you, all I’ve ever needed…”

Suddenly, you felt his shoulders shudder as his weight pressed upon you, and it stunned you. You held your breath and froze, entirely forgotten about the tears you were shading.

No one’s ever known what a severe heartache was torturing his soul and his mind, what a violent disturbance was raging within his chest – he’s always made an impression of a strong man, there seemed to be nothing to put him out of control. But he was just a human, and yet he broke down. The stone his heart had become, hardened against hatred and misunderstanding over decades, crumbled to dust, exposing a knot of flaring feelings. For this to happen, he just had to hear that he was needed! If you had told him you were leaving, he wouldn’t have flinched, but confession coming from the bottom of a bleeding heart shattered the wall he’d put up between himself and the rest of the world to protect a vulnerable soul longing for love.

Crying silently, he buried his face in the crook of your neck, squeezing you tighter, as if he was afraid you’d slip out of his hands. He shuddered harder, no longer trying to hold back, because he just could not. His tears were your relief, your solace, your assurance that from now on everything was going to be all right.

You didn’t try to stop him, giving him as much time as he needed to cry his pain away, to free himself from the heavy burden he’s been carrying for an eternity. It should’ve happened long ago, before you’d accused him in all earthly sins, before you’d left him, and then you’d probably wouldn’t have to go separately through the hell your lives had become.

When there were no more tears left, he breathed heavily, still holding you firm in his arms, unwilling to pull away, ashamed to look you in the eyes, embarrassed by his weakness. But you took it gratefully, with tenderness, compassion and sympathy. You softly stroked his head, gasping for air once in a while, but with ease at your soul. Your palms still preserved the memory of so much missed sensation of his skin against yours, and now feeling the warmth of his body seemed like going back in those days when you believed you could hardly be happier.

Without breaking apart, you moved aside ever so slightly just to see his face. He reluctantly allowed you, keeping his eyes low to avoid your glance. Not a single person has ever seen him like this. Revealing his true self for your judgement wasn’t easy, but he found the courage to look you in the eyes, open and honest. He had nothing to lose anymore – he’s already lost your respect, your trust, your love – losing the remnants of his dignity was nothing in comparison to all that.

He looked so lost, so confused, and you pitied him with sincerity and commitment, wholeheartedly wishing to console him, to assure him that from now on he was not alone. There were still traces of tears on his cheeks, same as on yours. You cupped his face and pressed your forehead against his. You smiled, still sobbing, and reached out to kiss him. Your swollen lips brushed sloppily against his, but he accepted it with infinite gratitude and answered your kiss selflessly.

When you broke off, the silence filled the air, but it wasn’t awkward, in this silence there was a harmony of unity, understanding and acceptance. Snape lowered his head, rose to his feet with little effort and helped you up. He turned away, and you heard him sniff quietly as he rubbed his nose. He didn’t know what to do next, how to behave.

“Why would you need me?” he shook his head in disbelief. “Look what I’ve become...”

He turned around dejected by guiltiness and self-contempt, but met your loving gaze.

You approached him. “Just don’t say anything,” you whispered, stroking the strands of hair from his face, and he instinctively placed his hands on your waist. “I don’t want to hear any more reasons why you think you’re unworthy. I just found you and I’m not going to lose you again!” you softly kissed his lips, and he couldn’t resist.

“I’m exhausted…” you let out a sigh feeling your eyelids get heavier. The last few hours were overwhelming.

“No wonder,” there still was bitterness in his tone. Getting rid of guilt that rooted into him during the years wasn’t easy. Snape knew it was him to blame you were in such condition. “Come now, you really need some rest.”

He led you to his bedroom. Tiny it was, just as the rest of the house.

You sat on the edge of the bed and softly ran your hand over the mattress, thinking about numerous nights you were crying your eyes out, while he was lying here, on this very spot, left on his own, abandoned by everyone he knew. You looked up at him. He stood at the door and watched you. Tired, his eyes still red. You knew you looked no better, but you were not ashamed of your appearance. You pursed your lips into a faint smile.

“Will you stay with me? Please?”

He made a step forward, and you shifted to give him some space. Snape came up and sat next to you. You tilted your head to rest on his shoulder. He wrapped you into his hold and leaned against the headboard, where the two of you nestled comfortably on his only pillow. He squeezed you tighter, and you closed your eyes, finally finding peace on his chest.

“I missed you so much,” you admitted quietly.

“Me too,” he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. “It’s been not a single day that I wouldn’t think about you…”

“Don’t let me go, Severus, never again, will you?”

“I won’t,” he promised, tightening his grip. “Never.”

You nuzzled into his robes, taking in the sense of his proximity, his warmth, his scent, the beating of his heart. Cradled in his embrace, you felt safe again, you felt alive.

Snape didn’t say anything; all the words had been spoken, all the feelings had been exposed. He just held you tight, relishing the feel of your body in his arms. A whirlpool of emotions still raging in his soul, he couldn’t believe you were beside. All this time he yearned to see you, but never expected this to happen. Everything seemed like a dream, too good to be true, one of those that brings pain and disappointment after waking up. But he wasn’t sleeping.

“Do you know that you were proclaimed a hero?” you broke the silence.

“I do,” he sighed. “But that doesn’t change the fact that I’m also a murderer.”

“Why didn’t you report yourself? Nobody would judge you.”

“My name’s already made too much noise. I don’t want any more attention. No, I’ve had enough. There’s no more Severus Snape.”

“But not for me, right?” you looked up at him.

He squeezed your hand, that rested on his chest –

“No, not for you.”

You rubbed your head against his shoulder, curling up closer. Drained emotionally and physically, you yawned and closed your eyes. So many more questions were spinning in your head, but you will ask them later. Everything shall wait. Just one thing mattered now – he was alive, and he was yours.

You drifted to sleep in no time. To the beating of his heart, you slept so well like you haven’t for ages.

#it took me ages to press the POST button #idk why i decided to do it now #maybe someone would be interested #it was written like half a year ago #snape #severus snape #snape x reader #severus snape x reader

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techbonnie · 1 month

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Every move I make my spine cracks like a popper, but its done!

inspired by the Drawfee Episode where they drew OTPs and that one person like drew a whole 15 panels on their OTP, about half way through I wanted to start drawing backgrounds and only some of them are shaded.

But please enjoy. I'm gonna go to bed.

#tech x rev #and the best part is?#no one can stop me #some of these panels I can see having stories attached to them #like the one in the upper right #they were obvs making out and pressed a button on accident #rev: do you think they noticed?#Ace: *on the otherside of the door* LOONATICS ALIEN INVASION LETS JET #Tech: I think they noticed.

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mendeshoney · 9 months

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if you’re still accepting prompts for the writing challenge, could you do verklempt and/or basorexia with a certain russian big boy? 🥺

"verklempt - completely and utterly overcome with emotion" + "basorexia - the overwhelming desire to kiss" with andrei svechnikov

Your attention is momentarily drawn away from the screen of Andrei's TV when his phone buzzes in his hand, and both of your eyes fall to it.

"What's it say?" You ask, slightly leaning on Andrei as you both peer down at his phone.

There's a text from Evgeny there that reads, "chto by ty ni govoril, lyubovnik mal'chik"

whatever you say, lover boy

There's a pinch of confusion in your brow, and a scowl on Andrei's face that has you looking at him in concern. "Is he being mean to you?"

"He's calling me names, but it's fine. It's nothing bad," he assures you, typing out a response to his brother.

"Pridurok" he sends back with a middle finger emoji. Dickhead.

"What did he call you?" you ask, slightly suspicious when all Evgeny sends in return are three laughing emojis.

"Lyubovnik mal'chik," Andrei says, lover boy, and suddenly you're sitting up on the couch, moving to face him. He frowns at the sudden space, but you're looking at him curiously.

"Tell me again," you murmur, watching his lips.

"Lyubovnik mal'chik," he says slowly, delighting in the way your lips move soundlessly, mouthing the syllables in turn, trying to mimic his pronounciation.

"Lyubovnik mal'chik" you say slowly, "is that right?"

He nods. "Da, milaya." He says.

Your brows scrunch up again. "What? What does that one mean?" You cry out, pushing him a little.

He laughs, holding up his hands in fake defense. "Say it first and I'll tell you."

You pout, but wave a hand at him. "Fine, say that one again."

"Milaya," he says. Darling.

You repeat it back to him, a little slower. "Milaya," and he nods.

"Very good." He says, turning back to the TV, acting like he's just going to drop it.

You gape at him a little, tossing a pillow at him. "Tell me what they mean, Andrei!"

He laughs when the pillow bounces off of his arm, but then gasps a little when another one hits him in the face. He looks at you in shock, and you're staring back at him, suddenly nervous when he gets that mischievous look in his eyes. In seconds, he's launching across the couch, tackling you into the cushions.

Your wild laugh rings in his ears as he tickles your sides, and your arms flail wildly, causing Andrei to laugh as he dodges them and bats them away, your hair cascading all around you and suddenly he just...stops.

When your eyes blink open, looking at him from where he's settled between your legs, he's got this dazed look in his eyes as he watches you, and it suddenly makes you a little self conscious.

"Andrei?" You ask, nearly breathless.

And he...he just can't keep it in anymore. All these late nights, you hanging out at each other's homes, watching movies, going on dates that aren't dates, texting, facetiming, watching movies till you fall asleep in the others arms and waking up pretending like it didn't happen.

He can't take it. Can't keep his feelings inside anymore. Not when this is how he sees you all the time - beautiful and wild, unrestrained, bright smiles and melodic laughter, looking up at him like he hung the moon and stars for you, making his heart thunder in his chest so loud it could wake the dead.

You sit up suddenly, coming level with his chest from your position, and you rest a hand on his abdomen. "Hey...are you okay?"

Andrei can't think, can't do anything but feel, feel your hands on him, your thighs bracketing him from where he still sits between them, can feel your eyes all over his face, and if he closed his eyes, he could feel your lips on his, your hands in his hair, legs wrapping around his waist-

He doesn't think. Doesn't do anything but lean down and cup your face in his hands before kissing you senseless exactly like he's dreamed of doing for the last year.

There's a small noise of surprise before you sigh with what sounds like...relief? And then your hands are on his forearms, curling around them as you push up a little, craning to have him closer, and he obeys, leaning you both backward carefully until he's got all of his weight on you, pressing you into the couch cushions.

"Milaya," he whispers between kisses, and you gasp into his mouth when his fingers dive into your hair, tugging at the tresses a little, clutching them in his fist. "Love you, love you so much."

"Andrei," you breathe against his mouth, and he has to break the kiss, resting his forehead on yours before he faints because god, the way you say his name, when you say it like that, all breathy and wild.

"I love you too," you say. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Couldn't," he says, brushing his forehead against yours as he shakes his head a little. "Didn't want to ruin this."

This time it's you who's kissing him silly, pouring everything you've felt since the moment you met him into it, knowing with relief, with absolute peace, that he finally feels it too.

#andrei svechnikov #andrei svechnikov x reader #writing challenge #i wrote the beginning of this three times because i kept pressing stupid buttons that made me delete it

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pianocat939 · 4 months

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Guys.

I have to admit right to you.

Look, I’m ABSOLUTELY BORED with rise.

What I mean by that is, when I look at my requests, I just don’t feel the will power to do them.

Like I’m just so bored with it.

But here’s the thing, I still love my Mean Girls AU. Like that stuff is actually interesting.

So I think…I’m tired of normal(?) Rise. But very willing for more Mean Girl shit.

I don’t know what to do with my requests. Because I’ve cut them off before, and I feel it’s a felony to do it twice. However, it leads me to not writing anything.

#yandere rottmnt #yandere tmnt #rottmnt x reader #Tmnt x reader #I have pressed the big red button

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whatwouldsylwrite · 1 year

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does hockry!abby(or reader) have any kinks? 👁

I don't know about kinks kinks, but I know for sure Abby'd turn into a puppy if reader got strict with her, like this girl will be looking for a collar and a leash the second reader's voice gets a little steel in it. She is definitely a "yes ma'am" girl

I don't see hockey!Abby (at least one from the fic) as a mean dom, more of a soft dom. She is definitely gonna edge reader to kingdom come while being nice, and reader won't be able to say no to her.

And I feel like the reader would get turned on by any casual display of strength during sex, like the fact that Abby can hold her up without any problems and like... having finger shaped bruises on her body, any kind of marks actually. those nifty bruises you can get on your inner thighs after someone fucks you? her favourite.

and this move when you lie on the floor and lift your butt repeatedly? I feel like Abby spends a lot of time thinking about reader bouncing on her strap like that

#abby anderson x reader #hockey!abby #sorry i can't write mean dom!abby because it presses all the wrong buttons for me #i just get pissed off

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itwasthereaminuteago · 2 years

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|| 09. Double Penetration ||

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

Matt Murdock x Frank Castle x female reader

Warnings: filth, filth, filth, filth. There's absolutely no poetry in this. 🤷‍♀️

Author's Note: my friends, if you enjoyed Strawberry Surprise you're in for a continuing treat!

As soon as they get you home you're peeling off your sundress and sauntering down the hall in your underwear with the two of them in hot pursuit.

"What do you want, sweetheart?" Matt asks you, trailing behind you as you lead them both to the bedroom.

"Wanna be fucked." is your curt reply as you run your hands over your breasts and down your body, toying with the waistband of your panties.

He chuckles and smacks you playfully on the ass. "Oh, bossy little girl. Who d'ya want to fuck you, baby?"

"Both of you," you whine, "need you, want you both filling me up."

Frank almost chokes. "Greedy lil brat ain't ya… mm, think we can manage that, don't you Red?"

"Yeah. Anything for you, princess." Matt purrs, lifting you onto the bed.

You make a contented noise as you watch in awe as both men strip off their clothes, a sight that will never get old. Frank's naked first and prowls onto the bed with you, his hands skimming up the outsides of your legs to hook his fingers around your damp ruined underwear and slide them off. He bunches them up into a ball, throwing them at Matt who snatches them out of the air and brings them to his face, burying his nose in them.

"Mmm. I'll never get over how delicious you smell."

"Matty!" You hide your face in your hands and Frank grins, lying down beside you and pulling you on top of him. Matt throws your panties to the side and joins you, stroking his fingers up down your back as he kneels between Frank's legs just behind you.

"That's some double standards right there sweet thing, gettin' all coy about that but ain't no problem gettin' stuffed with cock?"

You just give him a coy smile as you reach for his own thickening length, giving him a few long, slow strokes, twisting your hand over the head, pulling a low growling moan out of him.

"Fuck. That's my girl…"

He watches as you tease yourself, rubbing his tip over your clit and through your wet slit before you're ready to take him. Matt's hands hold onto your waist helping you sink down slowly, and you bite your lip as Frank's cock splits you open, your breath stuttering at the thickness of him filling you.

"That's it, nice n slow sweetie. Christ, you're so goddamn tight. You sure you wanna do this, baby?" Frank asks, smoothing his hands over your thighs.

You squeeze your eyes shut, nodding frantically. Despite the stretch, it feels so good.

"You just let me know when you're ready for more." Matt whispers, and you nod, feeling a warm kiss at your neck and his hands cupping and caressing your breasts, and you relax into his touch.

You mewl as Frank suddenly thrusts up.

“Hey! Careful with her…” Matt snaps at him.

Frank's eyes roll over you. “She’s alright.. ain’t ya baby? You can take it.”

“Uhuhh, mhmm feels so good.”

You can’t stop the small moans that fall from your lips as you start riding Frank. You let your head fall back on Matt’s shoulder, whining. “oh Matt, I want it, I'm ready, please?”

Matt strokes his hand over your throat, letting it rest there and you flinch as you feel the cool sensation as he brings a lubed-up finger to your ass, nudging gently as Frank grinds into you. After a little while he’s got two fingers scissoring in you and you’re begging for more. Frank stills and you almost cry. “Shh baby girl, you nice n' ready for Red now, huh?”

You paw at Frank’s rippling abs, nodding. Matt gently replaces his fingers with the head of his cock, nudging in, hissing through his gritted teeth as he feels you squeezing impossibly tightly around him with every inch you take. Teeth drag along the skin of your shoulder chased by soft kisses of apologetic soothing as he pushes in to the hilt.

“God, such a good… fucking… girl!"

When they start to move together you nearly white out. Matt fucks you so perfectly in tandem with Frank and you're so high on the feeling of them both filling you entirely.

"Feels nice, huh?" Frank drawls, and you can only allow your head to loll on your shoulders as you take what they're giving you. You’re vaguely aware of Frank’s hand on your hip and Matt’s coming to clasp on top, their fingers interlocking over your heated skin and damn if that doesn't turn you on even more.

“Still got one more hole to fill, isn’t that right Frank?” Matt purrs in your ear, and you open your mouth obediently as Frank traces his thumb over your lower lip, pulling it down. You suck on it, moaning as he pushes it inside and pressing down on your tongue, the fingers of his hand splaying out over your jaw.

“Atta girl, mmn.” You gaze straight into those deep brown eyes as every part of you that can be is stuffed full. Saliva drips from the side of your mouth and Frank has to bite down on his lip and focus.

“Fuck, princess. Red, you should see her… so perfect for us.”

Matt grins. “I can feel her, smell her, taste her,” You whine pathetically as their cocks drag deep inside you, fucking you even further towards orgasmic oblivion. “I can hear her, that’s more than enough. Isn’t it, sweetheart?”

You can’t answer, and even if Frank didn’t have his thumb shoved in your mouth you would struggle to string a sentence together. Matt’s fingers flex around the base of your throat and he feels the vibrations of your needy moan.

“Ohh fuck yeah she likes that! Do it again.” Frank groans as you twitch, and you wrap your fingers around his wrist, tugging his hand down guiding it between your legs.

“You wanna cum pretty girl, s’that what you want?” he asks, giving you the barest contact of his spit-slick thumb on the hood of your clit.

You nod dumbly, eyes rolling back as Matt’s fingers brush over your collar bones and circle your throat again and the clench of your muscles and the tightness of your ass around his cock has his eyes fluttering shut. Watery clipped off whimpers spill from your mouth, there's so much stimulation and you're balancing on the edge of too much and not enough.

“almost there aren't you?" Matt teases, but he's not far behind you, "fuck, Frank-"

Frank thrusts his hips up hard and fast in response, punching a wrecked sob out of you. "Yeah, gonna give you what you want baby, gonna cum in that pretty pussy, girl. Fuck, you ready for it?" He flicks your clit tighter and faster and your moans get increasingly louder.

"Please-" Tears are rolling down your cheeks now, Matt's body is moulded to yours, his breath sliding over the sheen of sweat that covers your skin as his words tip you over the edge.

"C'mon sweetheart," Your heart is thudding through his bones like loud dirty bass. He can almost pinpoint the exact moment you're going to-

"yeah, that's it, there's a good girl, so good for us… oh fuck yes-"

Matt can't hold on any longer, you're too hot, too tight, his teeth graze the skin of your neck as he pulses into your ass. Time seems to slow as you're thrown into multiple shocks of feral wild pleasure that riproar through your entire body setting Frank off too. Watching and feeling you both falling apart above him, he grunts, jerking up from the bed and spilling hot and thick as he keeps circling your throbbing bundle of nerves until you're riding the tail end of one orgasm straight into another. You cry out as you're pumped full of their cum, getting it fucked deep into you and then squeezed out by their cocks, until its dripping obscenely, trickling down your thighs.

They eventually slow down and stop and you moan as Matt very carefully pulls out, collapsing on the bed next to Frank, panting in an overstimulated heap.

Frank gently guides you down to lie on top of him, lightly stroking your trembling body as you come back down to earth.

"Is our hungry lil brat satisfied now?"

You stretch out and hum, sore but contented, "Yes, very much. Sorry I'm so greedy."

Matt shifts to cuddle against you both. "Anything for our girl."

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