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#i think i unintentionally got trapped in those
yamsgarden · 2 years
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Lol i realize that i never truly embraced making PKMN art because where I grew up, it was kinda looked down upon if you liked anything Anime/Japanese. Quebec can be rly racist unfortunately. I'm an asian adoptee, so I wanted to fit in so bad that I was ready to hate anything that wasn't like, "Quebec culture". I got bullied for loving PKMN and Naruto in elementary and highschool and it made me shut down for ever mentionning how much I loved it and how it helped me go through though times. Ironically, Naruto taught me to never give up and PKMN gave me hopes and dreams to someday have friends when irl kids taught me that anything... Let's just say "not Quebec", was ugly and inferior. Being a minority and having everyone labeled me the "quiet chinese girl" and no one wanting me around for all elementary and highschool messed me up for a long time. I wanted to fit in so badly and make friends, I was ready to hate everything about myself and I did.
So to see Ash Misty Brock and Pikachu just going on adventures, just being themselves, made me wish with all my heart that I could have friends someday. Seeing Naruto being hated and bullied but fighting through, made me want to never give up. And now I'm in constant burnout XD idk i always thought i had to compensate for being a minority by working my whole life and so I became workaholic
Sometimes I come back to my "default" way of thinking and feel like PKMN is niche and that I'll be punished for liking it, when its worldwidely loved and praised. I guess working on my PKMN Colosseum animation just brought all that back, but I'm really glad to finally feel free from that, 20 years later. Anywho, the 2000s were rough for anime lovers and gamers haha XD
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kitasgloves · 5 months
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Imagine, SAKUSA KIYOOMI, your husband for over a year, sees you relaxing on the couch watching videos on tiktok. He lovingly spies on you until he notices the types of videos popping up on your fyp. It's all filled with laughing babies & children, every video makes you laugh and smile endearingly. But Sakusa's blood went cold.
Oh no
He thinks. This is bad. He might be overreacting but there's no way he's going to let you develop baby fever. Nope, hell no. He's not prepared to have children. So, he orchestrates a plan.
While you were showering, you accidentally left your phone unlocked so Sakusa has access to your tiktok. To his horror, all your liked videos are sickingly cute babies and toddlers. He has to change your fyp. So he searches up the most absurd videos available and taps on every single one of them, hoping it would cleanse your fyp and prevent the baby fever from developing.
You didn't even suspect a thing after you exited the bathroom, your husband is on the bed, eyes buried in a book, overlooking how it's upsidedown. The next time Sakusa spies on you, he's relieved that your fyp isn't filled with cooing babies and children. However, what replaced those videos are thirst traps of people working out in the gym. Sakusa's blood boiled hot, especially when you were secretly liking the videos and even saving them into your bookmarks. The way you bite your lip to fight off a smile made his eye twitch.
Sakusa is aware what jealousy feels like, he thinks it's ridiculous but look at him now succumbing to it. He tries to sneakily change the content on your fyp again but this time your phone is locked. So, he grows distant, unintentionally being less touchy than he usually is. And you notice.
"Omi baby are you mad at me?"
You pout, he doesn't answer as he faces away from you on the bed. You couldn't sleep at night without his arms holding you. As you try to scoot closer and gently grab him, he firmly peels your hands away. You frown, but decided to give him some space. When you stopped persisting, Sakusa grew worried.
He turns around and sees you facing away, cuddling a pillow instead. He suddenly feels terrible. Sakusa quietly goes over to you and kisses your temple before wrapping his arms around you like he always does. Surprisingly, you were awake as you ditched the pillow and hugged him back.
"Sorry for ignoring you darling, I was being childish"
"Aw, it's alright Kiyoomi"
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure!"
"Do you...do you want to start a family with me?"
You pull away to give him a bewildered look. You looked genuinely shocked.
"Huh? What?"
"Do...uh...do you want to have a baby with me?"
"Oh! Oh god no! I'm not ready for that responsibility yet, honey"
You smiled brightly and it makes Sakusa relieved. He decides to come clean to what he has done, all you did was laugh and wheeze at him and call him silly.
"You didn't like me getting baby fever?"
"[Name] I don't know how to take care a child"
"And you got jealous when I liked all those gym thirst traps?"
"I don't get the appeal of it. It's just people flexing their muscles while covered in sweat"
"Well, it's kinda hot for me"
Sakusa furrowed his eyebrows and pouts adorably at you.
"If that's what you're into, you could've told me. I wouldn't mind sending you a stupid video after a workout at the gym"
"OH MY GOD YES!"
You squealed. Sakusa scoffs but laughs at you. Since that day, he has made daily videos or "thirst traps" of him at the gym and send them to you. And you'd collect them like rocks and place them in a secret flashdrive for research purposes *wink* *wink*
Bonus: Sakusa asking Atsumu and Bokuto at the gym on how to make a thirst trap for you and he gets a full educational course about it. Day by day his videos get better and you just melt and gush at how fucking hot your husband is.
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We need to talk about the men in MK1
Wow.
WOW.
I really don't understand how they managed to make everybody SO BLOODY ATTRACTIVE?!
Even characters like Reptile were made into Boyfriend material.
Kenshi is a babe. That's it. That's the statement - he's a babe. His attractiveness ascends my language abilities to articulate how attracted I am to him in this game.
And Johnny - SO DAMN FINE! They struck the perfect balance of all Johnny's qualities with the features of a young Harrison Ford (which my followers will know has a certain power over me). Also I love that they made Johnny a hot nerd - who doesn't love a man that was ready to just dive into ancient Japanese history during a conversation.
And of course my dear Kuai Liang SERVED LOOKS in this game - I could cut my hand on his jawline...
This game has made me PRIMAL in ways that are dangerous to my psyche... but am I going to stop panting over the thirst traps that are Kenshi Takahashi and Johnny Cage? No.
Under the cut, I'm going to put more details reason's about why and how I want these fictional men to rail me which will probably make more sense to me followers but by all means, feel free to read! (But I will warn, it gets explicit so reader discretion is advised)
The amount I desire these men to dominate me is just unhealthy but let's get back to basics.
So those of you who have followed me for a bit (or I guess just looked at my page) will know that I have loved Kuai Liang and Hanzo since MKX. In MKX, I also had the hots for Kenshi and Johnny but not to the same degree. Then MK11 came out, obviously Kenshi isn't in it. I liked Older Johnny but not younger Johnny. As for Liang and Hanzo, I liked them a lot but not as much as MKX.
Then this DAMN game was released and like the timeline, the whole playing field was reset.
Don't get me wrong, I still love Kuai Liang in this game: he gives off such tender Lover vibes that I just want to stay in his arms ALL DAY. I mentioned that jawline right? I loved him and I love what they did with the familial relationships between him, Bihan and Tomas. When it was first announced that Kuai Liang was going to be Scorpion, I wasn't thrilled since, in my heart, that will always belong to Hanzo. They landed it tastefully but I still miss him as Sub Zero. Overall, I loved Kuai Liang in this game but Kenshi and Johnny were on another level.
Kenshi. KENSHI. The hold this man has over me. I can't tell if I want to be tender with him or animalistic: I genuinely go from "I want to remove his blindfold and kiss his scarred eyes, reminding him how much I love him while softly running my fingers through his hair" to "I want Kenshi to remove his blindfold and tie me to the bed, reminding me that I'm his toy to play with in any way he sees fit while fingering me with his tattooed hands- OH. HIS HANDS. I CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I WANT TO SUCH ON HIS FINGERS WHILE HE CALLS ME A GOOD GIRL. I AM SO SUBMISSIVE TO THIS MAN THAT IT'S NOT HEALTHY.
I think out of all the characters, I was most impressed by the characterisation of Johnny. Don't get me wrong, Mileena, Sindel, Baraka, Syzoth all got the storylines and re-characterisation they deserve but with Johnny I was more impressed because less changed about him. Like I said, I've always been a bit hit-or-miss with Johnny but this Johnny was perfection. Immediately making him a hot history nerd rather than an airhead was brilliant, it gave a depth to Johnny that I've never seen and it played off Kenshi perfectly. It's kind of like when you're with a group of people and a random topic you love comes up and suddenly you go on a 10 minute rant about why it's fascinating before realising everyone is just staring at you in confusion: it made Johnny so much more relatable. Also I love the sense of humour they went for in this game with Johnny. In prior games, I sometimes felt like Johnny was trying too hard to be funny for other people but in this game, Johnny is unintentionally hilarious and his jokes are mostly for himself and I love it. The first time I saw "Ripley!" I genuinely couldn't stop laughing for like 5 minutes. Also his beloved Hichulli, peak comedy. But let's get to the juicy stuff: HIS DESIGN. YES PLEASE, SIGN ME THE HELL UP FOR IT. I want to just cover his face in kisses. I want him to cover my face is kisses. Also his nose... I mean, I'm sure you guys have noticed that I like prominent noses and Johnny's when I saw his made me go red. MK1 Johnny going down on someone would be an ethereal experience (especially since he never stops talking which I might request a fic for) and part of that experience would be the nose. Just general though, the facial shape, the hair, the nose, the jawline: it all slays, just like Johnny.
So now having read all this, you can see why I don't let myself talk about the men of MK1: I just become a whore. This game opened my eyes to kinks I have NEVER been into cough cough threesome with Johnny and Kenshi cough cough blade play using Sento with Kenshi cough cough recorded sex with Johnny cough cough... In summation: this game has reduced me from a somewhat mentally adjusted young woman to a neanderthal that wants to be breeded by two fictional men called Kenshi Takahashi and Johnny Cage.
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lunas-side-anime-blog · 4 months
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AOT Icks (Eren, Armin and Mikasa)
one thing about me: i am a hater
Eren
def has mommy issues and no woman could ever compare to her like good luck to any of his girlfriends lmao
^^ that being said, as a roommate he’s a nightmare like you can tell his mom cleaned up after him all the time because it doesn’t even occur to him to do so now
toxic gym bro who says shit like “we all have the same 24 hours”
def has the the 3 in 1 bottle in his shower, I just know it
prob calls women “females” 
the cringiest instagram captions like I know he will post sum: “I think my closet bi-polar, it keeps throwing fits💯”  like dude, get a grip
attempts thirst traps, he has a ripped body so it kinda works but the content is so transparent you can’t help but roll your eyes
go out to a bar with him or something and he’s the type to try to make everything a fight
like if someone bumps into you, he's quickly in their face like "what's good bro😡” and you know its not actually about you so much as eren tryna beat someone up
i think he’ll use spit as lube thinking he’s so bad boy and lewd when it’s actually just so bad for your PH like ewwww (if u have a vag ofc)
i feel like his hair would get so greasy, mikasa and armin have had to force him down with shampoo in hand before 
so gross but you came here for icks and I don’t believe Eren believes in holding back his farts for anyone
it can be the most intense and serious event like a funeral and he’ll rip a loud one and be like “what? it’s not good to hold it in??”
Armin
nail biter who will chew on them till the bone and you hear that loud ass “crONCh"
says he hates drama but that’s just something he says to not seem petty bc at the first sight of a fight best believe he’s sitting there, watching it all go down, wine glass in hand like "🍷🤨👂" 
lil shit will even add lil comments to keep the beef alive, like i can see him loudly asking “okay but jean didn't you say her outfit made her look fat though?”
if you're in a debate with him, he’s the type to say something like “you're so uneducated about the subject, I’m actually pretty well versed in it” and your like "okay so what's all ur research then?" and he'll just quickly change the subject bc he didn’t actually have sources to cite lmao
is one of those bfs who would make fun of you for liking trashy tv but guess who eats that shit up everytime? armin.
he does that dad thing where he walks around in the living room and acts uninterested with what’s happening on the screen but he’s actually so invested and would be fuming if you dared watched an episode without him 
i think he’d also be the type to try to be friends with his ex even if they obviously still have feelings for him, but if you dared even talk to yours he’d get all huffy and puffy like “go be with him then🙄” 
got obsessed with skincare after watching your routine but u kinda created a monster bc now he’s critiquing your products and techniques? “Babe you should really consider a gel moisturizer, it’s better for your pores'' and you're like, “boy you used neutrogena when I met you???” 
is that bf who will shower at your place and use up all your expensive washes and scrubs 
not the best gift giver tbh, I think he’s a firm believer that all gifts should be practical so even if it’s a romantic anniversary date and he slides over a lil present, it’s probably just gonna be socks or something, srry
Mikasa
applies her chapstick like a man (iykyk)
“he know where home is” bitch, I hate to say it
i think she’s a girl’s girl until her man cheats on her, then she’d be the type to fight the girl and not really address her man…which is just… 😣
as a friend I think she’s sadly the type to unintentionally embarrass you bc she doesn’t get some social cues.
like you can miss a hang and ppl ask where you are and she’d just say matter of factly “oh they’re fine, they just have diarrhea rn!” and she won’t understand why you’d be mad?
outfit repeater to the max, she has like three tops that she likes and all pics of her are with her wearing one of those three tops
a lil delulu and prob genuinely believes all the tiktok pick a card vids on her feed
likes her coffee black and somehow thinks she’s better than everyone for that???
as a gf she checks your snap score and location regularly and has no shame in it 🙂
fights in her sleep like you will just be sleeping next to her all soundly and next thing you know you get punched in the face? she refuses to apologize in the morning bc she “has a right to defend myself in a nightmare” or whatever
when shes mad at someone she’ll post like ultra specific lyrics or captions and it’s so obviously targeted at one person everyone else is like "girl go to bed, don’t even post the quote…"
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mistysimpingandspam · 7 months
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We’ll Meet Again (Poly!Yandere!Lost Boys x Reader) PART 2
plot: the forced turning of the reader.
WARNINGS: yandere stuff, mostly david centered so this one is for the david gals, forced turning, forced eating/drinking of blood, self-induced vomiting, i get kinda descriptive w it for some reason LMAO i apologize, david is fucking SADISTIC on this one, like i made him scary, stockholm syndrome
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Your head felt as if it were full of lead as you slowly opened your eyes. The damp smell that lingered in the air was all too familiar, and the realization sent a shock of panic through you.
You were back in the cave.
“Oh, fuck…” You whispered quietly, tears welling up in your eyes. Your breathing quickened and you frantically checked your surroundings, only to be met with the walls of the secluded area of the cave.
The fear in your system quickly became overwhelmed with rage. All of the effort you put into escaping ended up being all for nothing. You yelled out in anger, hot tears streaming down your face.
Footsteps approached, and you knew who it was. You didn’t need to guess. As they entered the room, you turned your back, refusing to look at them.
“They’re awake!” Paul’s happy-go-lucky voice rang out, and you felt as though you were going to be sick. His voice always brought butterflies to your stomach, and, regrettably, you felt them as he called out in excitement. Holding your ground, you glued your eyes to the wall, not blinking.
“Baby…” Marko spoke next in a sing-song voice. You pictured his beautifully sculpted face hitting you with that signature smirk, and your heartbeat increased a bit. Your eyes traveled to the corner of the room, where you saw a beautiful canvas painting of yourself leaning against the wall. Marko had gifted it to you as a way to try to make peace. In the beginning, you rejected it, but in this dark room alone, you’d found yourself spending a good amount of time staring at the beautiful details. He always made the eyes so realistic, like they were following you…
A hand on your shoulder made you jolt. Wiping your tears away with your sleeve, you quickly looked over your shoulder to see who it was. Dwayne. Your eyes focused back on the wall, and you felt his hand give a soft squeeze. You knew he was trying to be sympathetic in his own way, but you still shrugged him off, curling in on yourself.
“Get out.” You spoke quietly. “All of you. I don’t want to see any of your faces, unless you’re here to let me go. Are you?” Silence. “That’s what I thought. Now get the fuck out.”
“Don’t speak to us that way.” The sound of heavy boots got closer, and you felt your stomach drop. David walked around you to where you were facing, and your gaze dropped the second he came into view, now staring at your lap. A leather clad hand roughly grabbed your face, forcing your chin up. “Look at me.” With a shaky breath, your eyes met his and unintentionally shuddered. How could you not with eyes like his?
You don’t know where it came from, but a pang of defiance ran through you, and without thinking, you gathered up a mouthful of saliva and spat directly at the vampire, hitting him just below the left eye.
The silence that followed was deafening. It seemed like the entire room was holding its breath. David’s expression didn’t change as his other hand wiped the spit away.
“I guess we’ll be doing this the hard way.” His tone had the hairs on the back of your neck standing up. David’s blue eyes looked over your shoulder to where the blondes were standing. “Marko, get the bottle.”
Those four words hit you as if you were struck by lightning. Instantly, you turned to get up and run, but David was too quick. He pulled you off the ground and slammed your back against the wall so hard you were scared he’d knocked the wind out of you. You were pinned against the wall by your throat, completely trapped.
“NO!” You shrieked as you saw Marko retreat back into the cave. “PLEASE! PLEASE DON’T!”
Paul and Dwayne looked over at each other. Your cries were excruciating to hear. But, in the end, they knew what had to be done in order for you to be their mate.
Marko made his reappearance, the intricate glass bottle in his hands. Your eyes fell on it, and a feeling of utter hopelessness ran through you. David gestured with his other hand to the boy, and the blonde approached the group leader.
“Marko, please…” You begged, shaking in fear. “Don’t…” He looked over at you, and you saw it. The hesitation. He saw how scared you were, and, to your horror, the brief look of sympathy was quickly replaced with an evil sneer. Marko flipped the top open, and handed it to David.
“GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!” You screamed at him, flailing as hard as you could against David’s grip. “FUCK YOU! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS? YOU SON OF A-”
The opening of the bottle was pushed past your lips, the glass uncomfortably clinking against your teeth as you thrashed. Instantly, the bitter, metallic taste of blood hit your tastebuds and you sputtered, accidentally dribbling blood down the corners of your mouth. David’s eyes bored into yours as you drank. You felt like you were drowning with the liquid being forced down your throat, and tears fell in fat drops as you tried to breathe through your nose.
After a few seconds, David pulled the bottle from your mouth, lightly catching some of the blood that had escaped with the rim of the glass. You glared at him with all of the anger you could feel, not breaking eye contact.
It all happened in slow motion. Thinking fast, you managed to lift your leg and land a blow to his shin. The grip on your throat released quickly, and you saw behind David that Paul and Dwayne were quick to cross the room behind David to get to you, Marko closing in on your right. Your eyes fell to the blonde closest to you, and you quickly stuck your palm out, stiff-arming him right in the sternum to hold him off. Your right wrist screamed with pain from the sudden blow, and you curled down in on yourself. With a prayer to some deity above that the boys wouldn’t kill you for your next action, you stuck your left index, middle, and ring fingers down your throat, hitting your gag reflex. In an instant, you felt the bile crawl up your throat and you fell onto your already aching wrist for support as you vomited all over your fingers, David’s shiny black boots and the floor around him and in front of you.
You felt a grip on your hair that put everything back into normal speed, and you only triggered your gag reflex with more intensity, the diner meal you’d eaten combined with the blood you’d just ingested spilling on your already filthy hand and down the front of your shirt. Your hand was harshly ripped from your mouth, vomit dripping off of it as your arms were forced behind your back. Seeing that Marko, David, and Paul stood in front of you, you knew that Dwayne was the one holding you still.
The boys that were visible all had expressions of varying anger and disgust. Paul looked ready to retch himself, Marko was rubbing the center of his chest with a glare on his face, and David…
Pure. Fury.
He’d changed into his vampire form, his haunting yellow eyes looking ready to rip your head off. Your anger made you bold as you tilted your chin up and you stared him down, refusing to blink. Despite his terrifying appearance, David’s tone was calm, cool, and collected.
“You really think we’d let you get away with that?”
Your blood turned to ice. It was the same tone he’d used right before knocking you out and abducting you. Despite the disgusting aftertaste in your mouth, you swallowed in fear. Maintaining eye contact, you tried to pull your arms out of Dwayne’s hold, but his grip was like iron. Your breathing became shaky as David took a step forward.
“Pull something like that again, or resist in any way, and I’ll have Dwayne snap your arms like fucking twigs.” David’s gaze went to the brunet’s behind you. “Maybe do one, just to teach them a lesson.”
To your surprise, Dwayne, who’s usually the peacemaker of the group, adjusted one of his hands right around your elbow, ready to follow through with David’s request. Your eyes became the size of dinner plates and you instinctively shrieked in fear.
“Or…” David seemed to completely ignore your cries, and Dwayne halted his actions. “We can REALLY make sure you never leave.” David reached into the pocket of his trench coat and pulled out the switchblade you’d bought before getting on the train. “(Y/n), did you know the Achilles tendon is a very important part of the body? It’s a big part in helping you do things like walk, run, all sorts of stuff.” Your heartbeat was pounding in your ears as he dragged the flat of the blade against your cheek. “Would be a shame if it were slashed… It sounds like it would be dreadfully painful to experience. Excruciating, even.”
He still maintained that calm voice, despite his words, chilling you to the bone. Despite trembling from head to toe, you held your ground.
“I’ll give you one last chance.” David said. “Fight back, and I won’t hesitate to slit your Achillies tendons. Both of them.” Your nostrils flared as you exhaled. “Will you comply?” With an internal sigh of defeat, you nodded.
With that, the two blondes closed in on either side of you, all four of them standing around you. David gripped your chin and tilted your head up, pouring the blood down your throat. It took everything in you not to cry again. You didn’t want your fear to show. Paul must’ve read your mind, and he brought his hand up to run through your hair as you drank.
At last, David pulled the bottle away, and before you could spit out the blood, he clamped a hand over your nose to ensure that you swallowed. The rest of the guys cheered quietly. David let your nose go and caressed your cheek.
“You’re nearly there.” He said. “After your first kill, you’ll fully be one of us.”
OOOO IM THINKIN A PART THREE WHERE READER GETS THEIR FIRST KILL, AND MAYBE EVEN A PART FOUR W SMUT ? ¿ idk i’m getting too ahead of myself-
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pupyuj · 8 months
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Teasing shy/sub g!p yeji by walking around your guys’ apartment in super short shorts and “accidentally” brushing up against her when trying to get past. Realizing she has a boner as she tries to hide it because she’s embarrassed, you end up helping her out by giving her head.
YEJI MENTIONED EVERYBODY WAKE UP🚨🚨 this got a bit too long i was having too much fun,,, I LOVE MY YEJIPOOKS...
this poor baby is so confused, wondering why you're suddenly in such a mood to torture her🧍‍♀️you're walking around in those ridiculously short shorts and yeji's sitting on the couch, watching your whole figure but her eyes are glued to your ass 😭😭 and then she gets to thinking about how you would look riding her reverse cowgirl style and her brain short circuits,, 😵‍💫 yeji grabbing a random couch pillow and putting it on her lap, covering up her hard on but the pillow pressing up against her did not help at all so she's just,, struggling,,, trying her hardest not to cum in her pants bcs she knows she will never hear the end of it from you :(((
BUT LIKE maybe yeji is taller than you so you ask her if she could get something on one of the high shelfs for you,,, but it's not like you were short so you could definitely just tip your toes a bit and get whatever it was you wanted but yeji was so dang cute with her face flushed and her hands clutching that pillow for dear life <////3 reluctantly, yeji stands up and you pretend to not see the tent in her pants bcs she'll probably faint if you point it out LOL .
"m-move aside, (y/n).. i'll get it for you..." yeji says weakly, pulling on her pants as an attempt to not make her boner too obvious even though you've already seen it and are literally staring at it 😭
"i think i'm fine right here, yeji." you said, laughing at the helpless look on your girlfriend's face. she really was trying so hard to ignore what she was feeling. adorable.
yeji moving forward and reaching up to the cupboard while you're trapped in between her and the countertop,, her nearly dropping the coffee creamer on your head when she feels you grab her dick suddenly :(( "fuck, (y/n)..." her just leaning onto you, clutching your arm while you squeeze her dick through her pants :((( her whines would be so cute too </3
her just looking at you in anticipation while sitting back on the couch with you on your knees to the floor,,,, and you're pulling off her boxers so painfully slowly that she unintentionally looks at you the wrong way, all annoyed and impatient .. you didn't even know your shy and sweet girlfriend can make a face like that! (it was hot.)
"aww, did i do this to you, hon?" you teased while staring at her throbbing hard dick. "i guess i can't just leave you like this, huh?" and before yeji could even say anything more, you've already taken more than half of her cock down your throat,,, every time you go up, the way you dragged your lips up her cock drove her absolutely insane,, and she's moaning your name so loud you can feel yourself leaking through your shorts,,,
yeji being so sensitive that she can't even grab your head and control your pace herself :(( her hands are just stuck holding onto the couch while you're free to do as you like,,, she cums quickly bcs she genuinely can't help herself but that doesn't stop you, not one bit! overstimulating her to the point of tears,,, she's cumming down your throat over and over but she can't stop bcs your mouth feels too good on her ..
her cumming for the nth time and you finally pull your mouth off of her cock,, yeji thinks that that was probably all she had for the entire day but being the slut that you were, of course it wasn't over yet 😵‍💫 you laughing as you climb on her lap, pressing your now bare pussy against her limp dick,,
"get comfortable, hon... i'm not letting you go until you've dumped every single drop inside me."
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it would be fucked up if Bellatrix was the only one who figured out the reader was an obscurus. like maybe they’ve run into each other a few times at the manor on an au where she wasn’t imprisoned but Narcissa is always intercepting them. kind of irritating the hell out of Bellatrix because she immediately picked up on the dark energy that the reader’s got going on and really wanted to get to know her.
and sometime after the reader is outed/the Malfoys find out she’s just not phased. sort of making Narcissa paranoid.
the reader runs into Bellatrix at Spinner’s End as the reader is leaving her house and Bellatrix is leaving Severus’ house and there is silent moment between them that kind of changes the reader’s perception of the witch.
the reader will ask how she knew and Bellatrix will shrug before saying: “it takes a monster to know a monster”
turns out in those small, measly interactions, the witch began to form a curiosity that lead to the yandere mentality. i mean, the woman spent months stocking the poor reader to find out who her sister’s mystery lover was. how could she not get obsessed with the woman? but she never pursued her romantic interest because she wouldn’t betray her sister like that. well, at least not until she found out the reader had ended things when she discovered they unintentionally intended to use her against her own kid.
and although Bellatrix was annoyed to have their plans ruined, there was something about the reader that just made the whole death eater business seem tiring. for the first time in her life, she understood why her sister wanted no part of it or why her brother-in-law seemed to be very slowly pulling himself out.
just crackling at the thought of Harry nearly tripping as he walks down the narrow staircase at Spinner’s End one summer mornjng and sees his aunt sleepily making a pot of coffee whilst Bellatrix fucking Lestrange (who has recently and very publicly defected from the death eaters) is disconnecting the floo and setting up dangerous traps around the house in some sort of twisted moment of domestic bliss.
you just know that Andromeda can’t stop laughing at the irony that Bellatrix ended up with a muggleborn after everything she put her and Ted through but Bellatrix simply argues that the reader is more then a muggleborn considering her immense power whilst Narcissa tears the manor apart in a fit of rage and poor Draco is quietly wondering if they’ll adopt him
and Lily is rolling in her fucking grave. she contemplates coming back to haunt her but seeing the Bellatrix is willing to go toe-to-toe with the Dark Lord for the reader eases her anxiety a bit. plus it’s also nice to have someone teach Harry more then one combat spell
I like to imagine that in this scenario, Bellatrix didn’t end up taking part in the torturing of the Longbottoms (but she still had full knowledge that it was going to take place) and having Lucius and her sister vouch for her resulting in her not being taken to Azkaban in the aftermath of the war but still being on the Ministry’s radar.
Bellatrix would spend most of her time at Malfoy Manor along with her sister, not really doing or going anywhere unless necessary, so she would of course notice when Narcissa goes off at odd times and for lengthy periods, the same for Lucius. She doesn’t think much of it when her sister and brother-in-law do so together but it peaks her interest when they do it separately while the other has other things to tend to. So of course her curiosity and nosey-ness get the better of her and she falls her sister one day only to witness her meeting up with a woman she’s never seen or heard about before in a very muggle populated area. Bellatrix doesn’t want to confront her sister right away, rather wanting to find out what all she can on her own before finally questioning her sister.
And the more Bellatrix follows her sister, taking in all the information and proof there is, she’s hit with the horrendous reality that her beloved sister is having an affair with a muggle. At first, Bellatrix is far too taken aback to comprehend everything that’s she’s added up with all that she’s witnessed and found out. She doesn’t want to believe or accept that her sister has been tempted by something as deplorable as a muggle, but the facts are right in front of her. It gets even more confusing when she ends up catching Lucius visiting the same muggle woman that she caught her sister with.
I could definitely see Bellatrix going two ways with this. She either confronts Narcissa first and gets all the information that her sister has been withholding from her for all this time then meets with the muggle woman behind both Narcissa and Lucius’ backs to see what’s so amazing and worth risking the reputation of their families over. Or Bellatrix takes it upon herself to meet this muggle woman before ever confronting her sister altogether and see what that has to offer, only for Bellatrix to pick up on something about the Reader that’s just a little off but peaks her interest all the more.
She doesn’t agree with the relationship or the Reader whatsoever, whether that’s due to her prejudice or her own jealousy that Narcissa and Lucius get to have the darling to themselves who knows. But Bellatrix keeps her mouth shut for her sister’s sake and puts up with the Reader being at the manor more and more now. She hasn’t seen Narcissa so happy and content like she is when the Reader is around and that’s makes Bellatrix bite her tongue all the more. Besides, the more the Reader is around the more Bellatrix can get a feel for them and figure out what’s so appealing about them that caught Narcissa and Lucius’ attention, as well as her own.
Bellatrix wouldn’t be entire subtle in her intrigue towards the Reader and Narcissa knows her sister enough to see that she’s paying just too close of attention towards her darling, and it worries her to no end. She knows how unpredictable Bellatrix is and she knows that when left alone to her own advises, Bellatrix will take whatever chance she can. So, of course Narcissa is going to keep her darling as close to her as possible or at least within her sight at all times. And if her darling were to be out of her vicinity or Bellatrix were to catch the Reader alone there’s no doubt that Narcissa most likely put a tracking spell of some sort on at least her darling, maybe even on Bellatrix, just to know where her darling or when the two cross paths and she needs to intervene or intercept them.
After the Reader up and leaves the Malfoy’s without so much as a word, Bellatrix is of course there to comfort her sister but internally she’s excited. On the low down she never really wanted the relationship to workout with her sister and the Reader, whether again it was due to her prejudice or her own interest in her sister’s darling, Bellatrix is the only one who really has a clue. But now that it’s happened she can’t help the giddiness bubbling up inside of her. This means that their darling isn’t really their darling anymore, right? Is this the Reader’s way of ending things altogether with them? It has to be! Bellatrix wouldn’t completely go out of her way to look for the Reader, she doesn’t make it her mission to find the darling or anything, but her mind is often consumed with the thought of the muggle woman who had her and her sister vying for her attention and what was just so appealing about them.
It isn’t until Bellatrix and Narcissa make a visit to Severus’ place that Bellatrix catches sight of an all too familiar figure taking out the trash or getting the mail next door. Fortunately, she had been boredly looking out the window while Severus and her sister talked otherwise she wouldn’t have been any the wiser to the allusive darling having taken up residence right next door to good ol’ Snape. Bellatrix wouldn’t drop by right then and there though, no, she wants to have her time with the Reader without her sister there to soak it all up. No, Bellatrix would come back another time and when she did she would be having a very long talk with the Reader.
Imagine the Reader’s shock and inner panic when she answers the door to Bellatrix fucking Lestrange standing right there armed with a predatory smile, as if she’s finally cornered and caught her prey after playing such an infuriating game of cat and mouse. Bellatrix doesn’t wait to be invited in, she just pushes her way past the Reader and takes a look around before making herself comfortable. Then Bellatrix confronts the darling with everything she knows and has the Reader spill everything to her about what she is. No doubt Bellatrix uses Narcissa and Lucius’ hurt regarding the Reader leaving them to manipulate the Reader into talking with her.
Once it’s made clear that the Reader is in fact an obscurus, Bellatrix can’t help the excitement coursing through her. This whole thing just has her feeling some type of way and she likes it. She promises not to breath a word of the Reader and Harry’s whereabouts to her sister and Lucius or the fact that the Reader is the obscurus that the Dark Lord is wanting. But, Bellatrix’s silence comes at a price but the Reader will come to learn what that price is later on. It’ll be sometime before Bellatrix drops by for a visit again, it could be a few days or maybe a few weeks but she does come back and this time she’s not leaving again.
Those few days or weeks, Bellatrix spent thinking and mulling things over. This whole Death Eater thing just didn’t do it for her like it used to. Sure, it could be because it’s been so long since she’s seen or had any part in any Death Eater action but even the thought of that didn’t appeal to her anymore. But what did sound all the more thrilling was what the Reader had going on, both with herself and the whole Harry being the ‘chosen one’ debacle. Now that sounded like some good ol’ heart pumping, blood rushing fun. And Bellatrix wanted a taste of what the Reader had to offer. So before the Reader can even process or have any knowledge of, Bellatrix moves herself into the Reader and Harry’s new refuge on Spinner’s End. And Severus would be shitting his pants the first time he catches sight of Bellatrix sipping tea out on the Reader’s front porch as if she was born to do just that.
I really love the thought of the Reader just coming home one day, probably after a long day at their muggle job or whatever only to find Bellatrix all moved into her and Harry’s home like it’s the most normal thing. Harry’s utter shock and inability to accept/process that Bellatrix Lestrange is now living in his house and is alone with his beloved aunt is something else entirely. Like, I imagine this whole thing going down with Bellatrix and leaving the Malfoy’s altogether happens while Harry’s still off at Hogwarts. Also, I love the thought of Bellatrix being completely and utterly under the belief that since she’s moved in with the Reader and now that Narcissa and Lucius aren’t in the picture then that means she may as well already be married to the Reader. She’s going about her day to day life living in domestic bliss, meanwhile the Reader is totally just taking this whole situation as a weird roommate ordeal. Like, sure Bellatrix has her own room and everything but she still sneaks into the Reader’s room to cuddle and what not. Really Bellatrix is content just taking what she can but in her mind she and the Reader are already married and Harry’s their adoptive child. God forbid, Petunia ever meets Bellatrix, shit will hit the fan and there will just be nothing but chaos.
The utter reaction of Harry, the Order of the Phoenix, Albus, Narcissa, Andromeda, Sirius and the entirety of the Wizarding World to Bellatrix Lestrange’s very open and public defection as a Death Eater and from Voldemorts side as whole would be fucking incredible. Like, I just imagine Bellatrix apparating to the Daily Prophet or whatever other magical journalism/news source and just being like “Boy, do I got a story for you”.
Also, I totally stand by Muggle!Aunt!Reader being the best of friends with Andromeda and Ted Tonks in any and all scenarios regarding the Reader. Like, Andromeda and Ted are just utter platonic yanderes for Harry’s aunt. I like to think that after so long of not hearing or interacting with Bellatrix or really anyone else from her family, Andromeda is just randomly greeted to Bellatrix apparating into her and Ted’s home to ask advice on how to deal/tolerate with a muggle. And Andromeda is on her ass laughing that her over the top prejudice sister has fallen for a muggle herself. Not to mention, Andromeda feels so bad for the poor soul who has garnered her psychotic sister’s interest. I wouldn’t be surprised if early on, Narcissa reached out to Andromeda to ask advice on how to court a muggle which is what initially brought the Reader to Andromeda’s attention.
And you can bet your sweet lasagna that Bellatrix is going to go out of her way to teach Harry how to really duel and what spells would be so much more effective than just Expelliarmus. Like, are you serious? Is that all Hogwarts has taught you?? Also, I totally headcanon Bellatrix becoming a Defense Against Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts if she quit being a Death Eater pretty early on. Especially if Muggle!Aunt!Reader was a teacher at the school too then that means Bellatrix could be even closer to her.
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We all know Armin would feel like shit if he was in a fight with Annie even if it wasn't his fault. But what if he were to make her cry? Unintentionally say something insensitive, or maybe Annie was extra sad/vulnerable that day? (Dumb question, it's off the cliff for him of course)
I think he'd just send himself to the gallows.
Because I believe (it's just my opinion ofc) that even if he's got a good relationship with Annie post-canon in a form where he knows she's safe, secure, and wakes up every morning to a lazy, peaceful day, that his guilt at trapping her inside that crystal for four long terrifying years will still rear its ugly head more often than not and remind him of the suffering he's caused her. Those nightmares she wakes up from where she thinks she's still in the crystal? Because of him. Sometimes the insomnia that makes her stay up till the wee hours of morning? Because of him. And sometimes just the low snoring and steady breaths she pulls and pushes from her lungs in tranquil sleep? Something she couldn't have when she was in the crystal... Because of him.
When he's trying not to crack on a near constant basis from this overwhelming guilt he willingly inflicts on himself (sometimes it's just out of his control too), ofc making Annie cry because of something he says or didn't say, or being generally irritable because of other things on a day when she's feeling lower than usual - it's going to be very hard on him, when he realises he's making her suffer yet again - and this time without any underhanded plans factoring in too! That's definitely worse isn't it?
While I think Armin is level headed and calm and generally keeps his temper on a tight leash, I don't put it above him to snap or yell when circumstances warrant it. Sometimes suppressing your rage can make a person boil over, and under the right temperatures, I can definitely see Armin losing his shit. It could be entirely because of things outside his control, and it could be Annie's behaviour itself (maybe she's not confiding in him, and he's frustrated to begin with, and her silence isn't helping and he's stressed and he just. snaps. It's believable yes?) and it could be a mix of both and many other things - but when her tears fall, or her shoulders slump, or when she goes very still and quiet and exits the room without so much of a word...
You can bet your ass this boy is going to feel crushing guilt that's going to eat him out from the insides.
He'll probably burn (with pain) all over again, like in Shiganshina 🙃
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Which of the rogues are amenable to having kids and which ones aren't? For the ones who want or would be cool with kids, what kind of parents would they be?
Rogue Party Parenting
OKAY, SORRY, this is late. I got Busy again. Some of these are longer than others given the subject. Tried to give all of them a reaction to kids, though, given some people already have children that are a package deal. And life in Gotham is weird, sometimes.
Tw: Mentions of past child abuse, miscarriage, suggestive lines here and there
Riddler
Hahaha so much past trauma coming up. He tells himself children are far too much of a hassle, disgusting, pointless- For him to have a child, not only would it be after a lot of conversation, his partner would have to really want that, and he'd have to decide he's 100% committed to said partner. Otherwise, it's an automatic no.
In his mind, he doesn't like kids. He wouldn't ever be mean to one, certainly not. And he'd never treat them like his father did to him- Never. And- Well. Bath time is kind of nice once they're all warm and dry in the towel and he can kiss their forehead. He SUPPOSES the quizzical way they look at him and the world is endearing-
oh, dammit, maybe he does actually like kids. Or, at least, he doesn't dislike them the way he thinks he did. He sees that vulnerability children have and he can't feel anything negative towards them. There are some issues he has to work past such as noise (due to emotional childhood trauma), but he figures it out.
His children will be so crazy smart. It doesn't matter if they are biological or not, the level of reading comprehension they'll have just being around him is above average for their age. He tries his best to foster knowledge rather than being a condescending prick like he is to everyone else.
If they're even a little self-conscious, he's going to fight that. Pick them up. Teach them to have confidence and a little bit of swagger. You're the top, kid, don't let anyone tell you different.
When he's in his nice suit/clothes, he starts carrying around wet wipes so the kids can clean their hands before getting him dirty. His workshop clothes are fine, though. In fact, he'll encourage them to do projects and get dirty with him as long as it's not one of his death traps. He'll show them how to take apart and put together radios and the like.
When they hug him and tell him they love him, he has to hold in the emotional wave that comes over him.
Penguin
I did get an ask about pregnancy hcs for him here which answers that first question lol. If he got to have one, it would not be a stretch for him to be game for a little row of metaphorical ducklings, he REALLY loves being a dad. He gets weepy at any births of his kid(s).
The baby/toddler stage is probably his favorite because he loves hogging them. He's loves cuddling them. It's kind of ridiculous how much he loves it. A lot of it is because he himself didn't get a lot of that as a child so he unintentionally projects those feelings. It's ultimately fine, his kid(s) are going to feel loved.
Spoils them. Hopefully his partner is more even keeled or else they will be spoiled rotten. Toys, education, clothing, only the best for them. And Oswald has plenty of money in legitimate businesses he can sign off monetary deposits to his partner so they'll be safe in case of any... unplanned incarcerations.
He will try to have a healthy balance of not letting his kids too deep into his world- but as they get older, he'll try to include them more and more so one day, his empire can be inherited. Try to have them less on the criminal end, but know how to handle that side of things.
If any of his children look different and/or are neurodivergent, he's so protective. Don't get me wrong, he's protective of all his kids- But he will be making sure the bullying and harassment he went through as a child will NOT happen to his kids.
So many dumb family vacations. Those cheesy pictures they ask you if you want to take in the front of theme parks? Every time. He can afford it, and he knows them being young won't last forever. It'll take a lot to convince him to be in the photos at times but if one of them bats their eyelashes at him, he will fold like a sucker.
100% will pull his pants up and let the kids into bed whenever they have a nightmare. Come on, look, you guys can't just put them back to bed, what if they have another nightmare?
Mad Hatter
He'd love to have children with his partner! Should he have children? That's definitely a question that should be asked if for no other reason than he works with a lot of drugs and isn't always the most coherent. You see, my general Jervis Tetch works with mind control devices and psychedelics. He likes chasing that rabbit hole down, down, down-
What was he saying? Yes, he'd love a little dormouse to add to their tea party! There's a glint of a joke in his eyes, that hint of recognition that his partner would recognize that he's much more aware than he lets on. They'll figure out how to keep their child safe at every instance.
There's so much to do! He has to paint the nursery and start sewing baby clothing- Jervis will sew so many theatrical fancy little outfits for his kid the photos will be downright embarrassing for potential future partners.
Always wants to read them bedtime stories. While both Alice in Wonderland books are a staple, he likes reading them the classics as are appropriate for young ones. Treasure Island, the Secret Garden, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. If his partner adds it to the list, he'll read it to them at some point, so there's definitely potential for some more modern books in there.
Very affectionate! Insists on them holding his hand to cross the street even once they're past the age for that sort of thing. His hugs goodbye last a second too long because
There will come a time when his now teenager child thinks he's cringe and doesn't want to be associated with him- and it'll hurt. He'll recede into his criminal businesses for a little while being UNCOOL and UNLOVED as his partner reminds him they love him very much.
Overall, he's very attentive. He doesn't talk about why that is but his partner might have an idea if he's talked about his childhood.
Scarecrow
No. He will play around with the idea of having children and it might make for some sexy dirty talk but biological children are not for him. He's too damn old and frankly he has way too many issues to want a child. If his partner has children, he will have some mixed feelings about him being a potential guardian. Tainted, burned out gardens aren't made for growing things.
He has to stop himself getting snippy at times to the child. Tell them to stop messing about his funeral home. Part of it is him worrying they'll find out about his other persona or set something off. Another doesn't want them scaring off clients or stumbling into the fridge room where he keeps the bodies as they wait for preparations. Scoops them up by the collar or uses his cane to snag their shirt.
If they show any kind of interests in the business or his hyperfixation of fears/psychology, though, and he may just take them under his wing. Gives them textbooks to study and look over when his partner might not be able to watch them. Defines any terms they don't understand with a calm ease that doesn't make them feel any kind of way.
If he catches wind of someone bullying them, he's going to teach them a valuable and important lesson on finding out the fears of your enemies and taking advantage of them. If it's severe, he might step in as scarecrow and teach them the meaning of the word horror.
Lightly smacks the back of their head if they curse but any bruise on their body caused by anyone (especially an adult) will be met in kind.
Victor Zsasz
Please do not have kids with this man. He's way too neutral on having kids and he should not be responsible for the development of a child.
He does not care if his partner wants have kids either way. If his partner wants them, it does give him an excuse to get really kinky with it, though. Breeding kink and domination to the nth degree.
for his child's fifth birthday, he gifts them a knife. Shortly after, he starts showing them how to use it for carving... wood. Yeah. These techniques are for wood. And knife tricks. What do you mean you can't teach a kid knife tricks? If they get cut, it's just part of the learning experience.
They're going to know how to skin an animal and get it's bones at a a young age and they are going to be the creepy kid in the classroom. Maybe his partner likes that. Maybe all three of them were/are the creepy kid in school.
If anyone tried bugging his kid, he would act really chill and nonchalant about it- and that person would disappear. Victor would have a new tally mark. Maybe his kid could even cut it on him themselves... Parent-child bonding!
Speaking of bonding, shooting galleries are a good bonding activity. They'll be a pro in no time!
Killer Croc
I briefly talked about it before, but Waylon has some complicated feelings about biological children. He knows his condition is genetic and while it could skip a few generations, what if it doesn't and his child hates him for "doing" that to them? Plus, yes, he worked things out with his mother eventually, but his childhood was rough. He'd be on the fence. Perhaps with some growth and the right person, yes.
Similar to Bane, he's nervous at first with a baby because they're so tiny and he's so huge. Even if it was a toddler from a previous relationship situation, it's a constant thought in his head. This passes the first time they laugh and giggle at him picking them up. That's an addicting feeling for him.
I need you to picture his child needing a theater costume finished and he's up way past bedtime individually bedazzling an ugly as sin animal costume. Because damn it, they asked and he is going to do it. That's the dad he is.
There is something so healing for him having his child love him exactly the way he is and not be frightened of his appearance. Touching his face, not judging him, they look at him and that's "daddy." When he first has that epiphany, it's going to make him really emotional and they won't understand. He's so... happy.
If anyone hurts his kid, there will come a very uncomfortable precipice of him potentially going back down a dark road. There's still those scars of anger and rage across his heart that would make him do some awful terrible things if he thought it meant his child would be safe. All of this increases tenfold if his child does inherit his condition. Not to be romanticized, it's genuinely something that could be a concern.
That said, they are going to get rides on his shoulders forever and get to feel so tall.
Harley Quinn
She loooooooves babies. The way they smell, their soft skin, their giggles- She has this magic with little kids where they know they can trust her and let loose. In another reformed life, she'd be an excellent preschool or kindergarten aide.
That being said, she's okay if she doesn't have kids due to having a trauma related miscarriage. If her partner never wanted kids, she's happy being the kooky aunt who gets them hyped up on sugar and passes them back to their parents exhausted.
As a parent, Harley is so much fun. Vacations, arts and crafts, sports if that's your thing! She'll even get into the nerdier intellectual stuff if that's what you like. Harley is adaptable and she wants her kid to be happy.
Unfortunately, sometimes Harley is a little TOO fun. Not enough rigid rules which can put her kids at a weird schedule which can get frustrating in the long run. Plus... Harley kind of steals the show a lot of the time. If her child isn't as outgoing, she might unintentionally take attention away from them in social groups.
They will never doubt they are loved. She makes a promise to herself they will never fear her or feel like they're too much. She loves the little human being they are and will grow into. If they ever get into an abusive relationship, she's going to skip directly past trying to get her child to see reason, she's just going to knock said abusers teeth out.
If her child is neurodivergent and in need of medication, she is ON IT. The moment she sees any potential symptoms, she's getting it looked into. She's very aware of the statistics of neurodivergent adults who got missed as children and how it can effect them. Plus with her degree? She's very aware of how that medication works and can go toe-to-toe with doctors when needed.
Poison Ivy
I'll be real with you, 75/25 in favor of no kids. Pamela would rather adopt or be a pet mom.
Most of the reasons for her not wanting kids is directly related to the environmental impact of the growing overpopulation of humans. Another big one is she has 0 interest in being pregnant. She already has one parasite effectively living in her body, thank you.
If she became a guardian of a child through adoption or somesuch, though, she's actually pretty maternal. Shows them how to walk through nature without hurting it, how to use it for medicine.
When her child is upset, she'd lift them into her plants to a place hidden where it's just the two of them. Allow them to cry against her while she hums a song to them. One her own mother sang to her when she was a child.
And yet, she doesn't hold a lot of sympathy for scrapes and bumps and bruises. Pick yourself up and continue. You'll get hurt, it's part of life.
If her child is female identifying, she is wickedly defensive of anyone looking at her. Threatens to feed them to her plants if they seem too friendly. If her child is male identifying, she'll teach them to be the perfect gentleman. Still very protective, but he's going to respect others. Nonbinary/third gender it would depend on the kid themselves.
All would be a little too wise and knowing. Knows how to manipulate others through looks and honeyed words.
She attends any and all parent-teacher conferences and has a vendetta against Karen from the PTA. Everyone knows Pamela's granola bars that she makes herself are superior to any store-bought crap Karen tries to swill.
Two-Face
COMPLICATED. Harvey thinks it wouldn't be "right" to have a child given his... condition. It's too confusing, they have a history of an abusive father. What if Harv lost control of impulses and hurt them? What if their career put the child in danger? What if-
Harv... actually wouldn't mind. You might not think so, given the temper and other things he has going on. But he's so much passion and an excitement for what you can get out of life. Having a kid sounds like a helluva lot of fun and he knows they could do a good job.
so likely, its going to be a maybe unless you can ease Harvey's mind.
HOWEVER IF THEY DID HAVE A CHILD, Fiercely protective. There is a constant internal battle between sheltering their child from everything... and they need to know how to use a fucking gun.
Harv is the fun dad. If their kid asks for something ridiculous, Harv is fighting to get first word in so there can be no take backs. Fuck yeah, we'll skip school and go to that theme park today. Shut up, Harvey, it's fine- live a little. Will let them have a nip of a really gross bitter alcohol to encourage them not to drink kind of dad.
Harvey is the dad you go to for scraped knees and a listening ear. He'll kiss their boo-boos and ask if they want to turn on their favorite movie. Knowing whose child they are, it's probably legal or a mystery. If their kid also has "My Cousin Vinny" as a favorite, expect Two-Face's partner to suffer in a myriad of quotes at any time.
Their kid would be educated. While they kind of hope the kid goes to law, they'll be supportive whatever it is and they WILL pay for college or a technical school for it. They'll stay up half the night helping their kid study if needed.
Black Mask
He cannot have children due to the after effects of the fire and life saving surgeries after said fire. In some ways, he finds it a relief because his childhood was pretty shit and he thinks he would be the guy to continue the cycle of abuse.
He would consider adoption if his partner was dead set but likely would say no. He "ruins everything he touches." If his partner happened to already have a child, he would take them on in an "uncle" capacity. Hands off, don't want to fuck them up. Definitely spoiling the fuck out of them, though.
Definitely big on them staying out of the life and getting those goals. Supportive of them going to some kind of business. Will do his best to hold his tongue if something else, but likely makes the occasional comment while still passing over money.
If they get out of line and they're an adult, he makes it a thing to remind them he's fucking their mom/dad. Petty, petty shit.
Mr. Freeze
He's not even sure he can have children. He and Nora had been trying before... before she got sick. He's unsure where the problem might have been. Plus, with his suit and all that comes with it...
If you wanted to get into the clinical biology of it- in theory, his sperm should be intact because of freezing, however, you can't just take something that delicate from one environment to another instantly as it would be with "natural" sex. If you wanted biological children with him, it would likely end up with quite a bit of labwork and trying different things.
In truth, if he got to a point where he was willing to move on with another person, he'd most likely be willing to start a family with them. In a perfect world, he always wanted to have a "normal" life, life just got in the way.
As a dad he'd be very loving, if not a little quirky. Others on the outside perspective might view him as a little cold and distant, but he loves in his own way. Always making sure they're bundled up in the winter, that when he gives them kisses, they're already warm under the covers, and that they can't get into any of his more dangerous research.
Definitely a stickler for rules. They can't go into his lab without strict parental supervision, homework is to be done once they get home, etc. Part of it is because rigid structure always helped him growing up, so he tries to lay that down for them. If for some reason that didn't work for them, he would readjust accordingly to the best of his abilities.
honestly, if you left it up to him, he'd plan everything down to the minute, he could absolutely use someone reeling him in a tad. Or a lot.
Ra's al-Ghul
It goes without saying having a child is a gigantic commitment, but somehow Ra's makes it even more intense. So many ceremonies, it feels like it's never ending. He won't deny the process of having his child will be difficult. They lost Talia's mother and he has no intentions of that happening again.
Even if his partner doesn't at all care about inheritance of the proverbial kingdom and all that entails, he makes it very clear any children they have are third in line behind Talia and then Damien. Does it really matter since he doesn't seem to have any plans to let his leadership go at any point? no! But they still need to Know The Rules of the game. It's an ancient family and someday he may no longer have a choice in letting go. Better everything is settled now.
As a parent he is... tough. There's a reason Talia and Damien are Like That. There's softness and affection sprinkled in, but... it's a lot of training from a young age. Being able to recognize different poisons. Fighting. Counter attacks. Weaponry and history education. Loyalty to the family.
There isn't a lot of coddling, to be honest. It isn't a reflection of his love for his child- He needs them to be strong to protect themselves. A lot of his affection comes when they finish the sparring. A kiss to the forehead and nursing any bruises. Perhaps he's getting a little softer in his old age. A joke he laughs at.
Bane
some of this I already touched on here on pregnancy hcs.
He's so insanely attentive to his child when he can be. From the moment his nervousness about his child being too fragile passes, that's his baby. Yes, his partner can and will hold the child, but Bane just as well prefers it's always him. Having them against his chest feeling his heartbeat.
He stresses and wants his child's life to be normal. He missed out on what it meant to BE a child. From a young age, he had to be ready for people to hurt him or even try to kill him for his father's crimes. Bane insists that will NOT be the case for him baby. Always a contingency escape plan if needed but otherwise...
He really does his best to be there in the morning for breakfast with them and to take them to school. Tries (and sometimes intimidates horribly) to socialize with teachers and other parents. Even when he's not juiced up, he's a huge man with a criminal record. But as long as no one holds that against his child, there will be no problems.
If there ARE problems, he takes care of them out of sight. His partner and the child don't need to worry about that. It won't happen again :)
Most likely he'll try to teach them boxing or hand to hand once they get a little older. Nothing as intensive as what he had to go through, but he knows he won't always be around to protect them, as much as that pains him. He constantly lets them win.
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devilsrecreation · 2 months
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More previous gen oc’s cuz I love lore and worldbuilding
Kujivunia(brag)-Makuu’s lovely mother and a good friend of Pua; A great fighter and an even better mom, she doted on her little Makuu til her death and didn’t care what anyone said. Crocodiles usually tend to avoid spoiling their young and prefer to give them tough love. Too bad Kujivunia wasn’t a very good listener cuz she spoiled him like hell, bragging about how proud she was of him (which definitely added to his ego). Don’t be fooled though, she DID draw the line at certain things and whenever Makuu did something stupid, she gave him a glare that would make even him back down. Although very sarcastic (which no one was safe from), she still had a good heart and very much respected the circle of life. Makuu gets his fighting skills, stubbornness, and good heart from her.
She was adamant that Makuu would be the next leader, even telling him that before she died (idk how yet cuz I’m the worst at timelines). Makuu promised to, in her words, “be the leader you’re destined to be”. After a long talk with Pua, Makuu remembered what he had promised his mother and from that point changed his ways so he could make her proud.
She also has this weird tendency to unintentionally predict the future:
-She kept saying how Makuu was going to be the next leader and he did
-Piga argued how Kiburi was going to be the leader and at one point, she said something like “Keep talking like that and they’ll challenge each other in a Mashindano”—yeah, about that…
-She kept telling Makuu to watch out for traps once he became leader. Now that the Savannah Summit happened, it makes sense
-“Pua respecting the Circle of Life? What’s next, a Lion Guard with one lion?”—Guess what happened?
AND THOSE ARE JUST A FEW EXAMPLES. The others think it’s stupid at the moment but years later, they’re like “holy shit”
Mamba (crocodile)-Pua’s predecessor; The cocky, merciless former leader of the crocodiles who believed the world was a hate-filled place and fighting was the only way to survive. Unlike his successors, he cared nothing for his float and blamed any losses on the world and the Circle of Life. Pua eventually got sick of his leader’s poor choices and mustered up all his courage to challenge him to a Mashindano, which he won. Although arrogant, Pua was still a better leader than Mamba ever was
I love to think that the crocodile leader eventually getting overthrown by an arrogant member is an ongoing cycle, no matter how strong the current leader is. Whether they humble themselves or not is a different story (although it seems Pua may have started that trend lol)
Karimu (kind) and Kicheko (laughter)-Chungu’s parents; I’ve mentioned them in my “Kifamilia Means Family” idea where they talk to Chungu near the end. Not much is known about them due to Chungu being a baby when they died, but they were shown to be generous and loyal as their main concern was for Chungu. Chungu inherited his father’s silliness and love for food, as well as his mother’s cluelessness
Hasira (anger) and Nidhamu (discipline)-Reirei’s parents; When thinking about how Reirei was raised, I like to think they did everything right “Jackal-wise”, meaning they fed her well, prioritized her and her siblings, and taught her everything she knows. Personality/morality-wise…….ehhhhhh not so much. Hasira’s a very strict, stern, and uptight mother who never seemed to be satisfied with anything Reirei did. No matter how hard she tried, she was never good enough in her mother’s eyes. Nidhamu was no better, as he was controlling and a perfectionist who would get annoyed over the slightest thing going wrong. He lets out a single bark to keep his pups in order, which is shown to still work on Reirei when they run into each other at some point.
Neither of them approved of Goigoi. They thought he was pathetic and tried to forbid Reirei to stop playing with him, claiming he’d only be a distraction. Against her parents’ expectations, Reirei ran away to start a new life with Goigoi.
Mpenzi (darling)-Goigoi’s mama; Unlike her son, she was very hardworking and intelligent for her kind. Goigoi was her baby boy and she coddled him to no end, believing he could do no wrong. Fortunately, she did teach him to treat his loved ones with the same love he gets, which is why he dotes on Reirei so much. She had the same slight accent Goigoi has
I don’t have any lore for Jasiri and Madoa YET, but what I CAN tell you is that her mother’s name was Athiri, meaning “attentive” or “influence”
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homicidal-slvt · 4 months
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"That's Not Mistletoe"
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MDNI
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Peter Maximoff x GN!Reader
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Warnings: Very Vague Angst, Pure Fluff, Cheesy As Fuck
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Christmas time rolls around only once a year and honestly- that seems like once too many these days.
Missions, missions and more missions... God, life is a real kick in the ass, huh?
Then there's the holidays where things continue to be chaos and you just- miss your family. Miss what it used to be like as a kid before everything went to shit. Oh well.
"Damn, who pissed in your cheerios?"
You look up to spot the one and only Peter Maximoff, standing there with a bowl full of cereal munching on it with his hand- Seriously, has this guy never heard of a spoon?
Is he your best friend? Yes. Does that mean you also think he's a hype-speed disaster? Definitely.
"Just a little sick of listening to Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree for the umpteenth time."
"Oooo, someone's a bit grinchy."
"Yeah, well- it ain't exactly 'The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year' for me."
"Maaaybe, I can change that."
Oh, you know that look in those big beautiful brown eyes. Deceptively adorable but most definitely going to get into trouble.
Peter is both the smartest and dumbest person you know. He can be super intelligent and quick witted but also often doesn't think things through fully.
However, you can't resist that charming grin and flicker of mischief. Deciding to up whatever this is into a game- a challenge. Peter loves challenges.
"Alrighty then. Go ahead and play my Silver Santy Claus. Make my spirit bright and merry."
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You just lay pathetically on your back in the snow with the flakes falling on your face, not bothering to move at all.
"That is not how you make a snow angel."
"My bones hurt, Peter. You're lucky. Your speedy ass is warm by nature."
His eyes meet yours and there's something in the moment, his cheeks and nose ever so slightly red, snowflakes glistening in his silver hair. It looks like he belongs in a winter wonderland- genuinely got a bit of a cute Jack Frost look goin' on right now.
'Fwip'
Before you could stare too long in a silver blur he's abruptly flopped down into the snow by your side, star-fishing against the ground to make a snow angel, his foot nudging your leg in the process.
"Ah, god... Personal space, Peter."
"Oops."
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Highlight of the day so far? Peter unintentionally ice skating.
He rushes by you carrying the cold wind with him, which is very much not appreciated given you were already feeling like a total popsicle...
He made a major error though- the sidewalk was a bit icy in a spot and you watch him go flying across the ground, feet straight out from under the poor guy.
You watch as he ends up face down in a random pile of snow, luckily he doesn't seem to be too injured or anything... So, like any good friend you start laughing like hell.
"Holy shit, dude. You okay?"
"Yep... Just wounded my ego."
He simply brushes it right off and flashes a bright grin up at you, snow clinging all over his face, some flakes trapped in his eyelashes...
Oh shit- cute...
Little did you know- his whole chest swelled with warmth at your laughter. It was like the cold and busting his ass was entirely irrelevant when he saw your beaming smile. This is all he wanted...
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Decorating your room with Quickie? What could go wrong!
You stare at the stupid amount of silver tinsel just- everywhere. Like. He put it everywhere.
Because of course he went ham with the silver theme.
"We need more colors, Peter."
His elbow nudges your side as he comes to a halt by you, shuffling his feet and stuffing his hands into his pockets.
"Are ya kidding? I think silver suits you almost as much as it does me."
Your eyes glance down to realize you also got wrapped in silver tinsel as well, an unamused expression gracing your face as you look back up at him.
It is funny but you aren't gonna give him that.
"More color, Peter."
"Alright, alright... I'll go get the other boxes."
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Before you know it- you have gotten really into Christmas. It feels like you're a kid again, arranging the ornaments just so on the mini tree in the corner of your room. Everything else that happened to make you bitter towards the holiday fades towards the background.
Christmas is fun when you have someone to celebrate with.
"Look who's gettin' into the holiday spirit... Seems I really am Silver Santy Claus."
Your eyes roll dramatically as you turn to face a clearly overly-proud-of-himself Peter. You'd think he just saved a bus full of civilians with the twinkle in his eyes.
"Yeah, okay, Santa."
"Wanna sit on my lap and tell me what you want for Christmas-"
He was gonna crack a joke and tease you but had no idea where he was taking that and it also... Sounded a bit - well - yeah. An awkward pause follows and you can't stop yourself from laughing.
"Jesus, Peter. Stuff really just falls outta your mouth, huh?"
"The offer still stands."
Oh. Well now you're blushing. Not good.
He grins triumphantly rather than being embarrassed, instead just teasing the hell out of you anyway.
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The colored light twinkle so vibrantly around your room, it truly feels like a fantasy land.
Your gaze lands on Peter who looks to be just as enamored by the Christmas lights, the colors reflecting across his hair and basking him in the vibrant glow, little flickers of blue, green, red and pink dotting in his big doe eyes.
He looks back at you after a moment and it seems he sees the exact same thing happening to you, colors dancing across your face in a mesmerizing fashion.
He points up at the ceiling to draw your attention there.
"Well, would ya look at that... It's tradition to kiss under it, right?"
"Peter... That's not mistletoe. That's a piece of a tree branch from the yard."
Not another word is uttered before your lips meet his anyway under the Christmas lights, Peter was never one to waste time after all. Fingers clutching onto his fluffy silver locks with his hands rested against your back to tug you impossibly close.
You taste the remnants of various sweets on his lips, warmth blooming through your veins as you two part after a moment.
"Does this count as your Christmas gift this year?"
"Shut up, Peter."
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{This is so stupid but I wanted to write something for Christmas LOL}
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awholelottayeehaw · 1 year
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Din vs Bo as a Leader
I've seen people say that Bo is the rightful ruler of Mandalore and owner of the darksaber and deserves to lead and I'm genuinely curious to hear from others as to why that is because I'm having a very hard time seeing that point of view. Semi-spoilerish for people who aren't up to date but I kept it vague enough to not be a problem I don't think.
Since CW and Rebels, Bo has continually made choices that negatively impact the people around her. She's a morally gray character who has a list of war crimes on her rep sheet that honestly makes some real life bad guys look green and it baffles me that people want her redemption to be easy. I'm not saying she should never be redeemed, I genuinely believe people should have the chance to turn over a new leaf cause being human is hard, but how she's acting and being treated in Mando feels like a middle finger to those her actions caused harm to. Like she can be sad about her sister all she wants but she willingly joined a terrorist group who spelt it out for her that they planned on publicly executing Satine and followed the orders of two Sith lords, and she didn't see that as a deal breaker. Being sad over that is like being upset that you got shot in the foot when you fired the gun yourself when you continue to make choices that negatively impact others. And this season alone Bo hasn't tried to be a leader to her people, she cared more about the title and the weapon it comes with than actual democracy. She wields it well, yes, but so did Sabine who taught her how and gave her the weapon despite not knowing how badly Bo has fucked up with it in the past. The moment the darksaber was in Din's hands and she lost her crew, she didn't try to scout Mandalore and find other Mandalorians to help her with her decades long failed plan. She didn't try to put any plans together with outside help to achieve her goal or even try to establish a new territory for her people to be safe on until they can find a way to make Mandalore a livable again. She was never an active leader, just someone who craved leadership and believed was owed it because of her birth right and that reflects in the selfish choices she's made while in a leadership position, which include harming Din and Paz. She didn't lead her people into the siege and trap that awaited them, Din did. He shouldered and strong armed his way through and was willingly going to sacrifice himself if it meant a safe planet for his people and foundling. And she wasn't the last out, Paz was, and for that his clan suffered major losses. She had focused more on weapons and supplies for her fleet and siege than the actual people who would help her achieve her goal, and not once has she discussed what she planned on doing once Mandalore was safe for all Mandalorians again. Reuniting and rebuilding isn't the same as establishing a political system that benefits the well being of her people with the promise of a stable economy, fair societal roles, establishing an intergalactic democracy to avoid what Nevarro went through, and combining the differing traditions/beliefs the remaining Mandalorians have to not favor one over the other and unintentionally cause a civil war. Each time she's gained leadership it's always met with mixed support, often not universally, and has led to her downfall three times now for a reason.
Just the same, I've seen people argue that Din doesn't want to lead/rule and isn't the kind of man who'd be a good leader and I strongly disagree. Since the first episode, Din established himself as a selfless character even if it irritated him to be accommodating. He still tried to compromise with the Jawas, didn't turn his back to Frog Lady needing a ride, was willingly going to sacrifice himself to a Krayt Dragon for people he had just met and entrusted with Grogu, went head first into every battle even for people who didn't deserve it (Ran's Crew), was everyone's Ride or Die at least once, became multilingual which was used more to keep the peace than to gain information on his quarries, and has united and mediated more unlikely foes to friends than anyone else in the SW universe. Even if his actions originated with a selfish need (gaining Boba's armor back for Mandalorians, exchanging his services for info on where Mandalorians/Jedi are for Grogu, etc) he still went above and beyond because it's the honorable and right thing to do and his compassion has earned him friendships across the galaxy and allyship on every planet he's visited whereas Bo can't get even her own people behind her without a legendary sword in her hand. You can't tell me all the people Din met on his journey WOULDN'T lay down their lives for him if he asked?? Paz already did despite Din's choice to rescue Grogu despite unintentionally causing a massacre because Paz recognized the selflessness behind Din's choice that carried over to Paz's own foundling and that is what gained his respect and allyship. Din hadn't asked for anything in return, and his own motive for moving the covert was so that their children could play in the sun and the future generations can flourish. I'm fairly certain even Sorgon would join forces whether it's to take care of Din if he had a bad head cold or taking back a whole planet for him. Same with Peli and her droids, Tusken Raider survivors, Freetown, Boba and his syndicates, Frog Lady and her hoard of warrior toddlers, Karga and the grateful people of Nevarro, Ahsoka, and Miggs Mayfield. We've made jokes about Din accidentally making friends all over the galaxy for a reason. He's so selfless that he never saw himself worthy of his Creed, of being Grogu's father, of being a leader when everyone else has told him otherwise. Din's view on leadership reflects his own self esteem wrecked by his cult and it would take everyone he's ever helped to make him see that he is the leader that the galaxy needs to reunite not just The Mandalorians, but all the people and their planets I mentioned. Leadership comes with a burden for Bo, but for Din, it comes with the strength and camaraderie Bo has only ever dreamed of having and that The Armorer overlooked because of her narrow, traditional views. And this is a side comment, but Din mastered riding the stubborn Blurgg after Kuill made fun of him for not being able to conquer it when Mandalorians rode Mythosaurs into battle. Din riding a Mythosaur would be a great call back to that and would gain more respect as a leader than just having the darksaber. In my opinion.
I genuinely hope Bo comes to these conclusions herself and recognizes that Din is more deserving of the role than anyone else and passes the darksaber back to him and helps him see his potential than just saving the day yet again from the very gun she shot everyone with. Redemption for her starts with letting go of the very thing that's plagued her her whole life and leadership is recognizing when you need more time before you can be the example people need to be the best versions of themselves. This isn't a Bo hate post or any stan post, this is a fan post who wants a fair redemption arc for Bo and a chance for Din to rise up to the best version of himself he's capable of being. So yes, I want to hear everyone's thoughts whether you agree or disagree that doesn't involve Bo being the rightful heir or wanting her redemption cause you like her as a character. I want to hear deeper reasons than surface level motives, cause as I said, your favorite hurting over the consequences of her decades long actions she never learns from isn't a good enough reason for her to lead or have the darksaber but I'm down for any other explanations people have regardless if you're a casual fan of the show or lifelong SW fans like myself.
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catt-leya · 1 year
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Ghost Of You Pt.2 || Rick Grimes
After the finale, which broke my heart and then slowly lovingly put it back together, I got the idea from a dear person to write a second part to the story 💗
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Summary: After the accident on the bridge you see Rick as a ghost always by your side, until he suddenly disappears.
Trigger: heartbreak and tears
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I have never talked about the fact that I see Rick, even though he has not been with us for some time, and not only in my dreams.
I see him as if he were flesh and blood standing in front of me and that even though I know it's not real.
That he can't be real.
I pretend I'm over him as best I can and live my life, but I can't do it without him by my side.
Even if he's not really there.
I'm also not blinded enough to not realize that it's not normal and if I talked about it, my friends would definitely worry about me.
That's why I don't say a word about it.
I know Rick saw his former wife over and over again after she died and it almost broke him.
But it doesn't always hurt to see him. I put up with the pain to have at least a part of him and be happy at times.
It is like that again now.
I am helping Michonne set up traps that we have placed at some intervals throughout the forest to catch small animals.
All the while, I feel Rick's presence at my back, and instead of it making me nervous, I just get calmer.
Quietly, I hear him say, "Tighten the loop, honey."
With him, I can be better. With him, I'm stronger.
I force myself not to look up at him and answer, because I know Michonne is working on the next trap not far from me and could hear me. So I just mumble a low "Hmmm" and do as Rick advised.
I tighten the loop and smile fleetingly at Rick.
Every day he wears the same thing.
Every single day I see him exactly as I saw him last time on the bridge, before he blew it up, and with that bridge, himself.
I swallow the lump forming in my throat and straighten up.
I quickly scan my surroundings for walkers and Michonne as well.
But the it seems clear, so I whisper softly, "I'll be glad when we get home."
Grinning, Rick crosses his arms in front of his chest, "Oh yeah, and why is that?"
He looms over me, yet I feel nothing but affection. Rick has always been the man I've wanted my whole life. When it was necessary to protect me, he would have done anything to keep me safe and when we have had a bad day, he has always been the person to take me in his arms and whisper that he loves me and that I am not alone.
Tears unintentionally well up in my eyes and immediately Rick's smile fades.
His strong arms fall powerlessly to his sides and he takes a step towards me, "Do you want me to leave?"
I quickly shake my head and wipe my eyes with the back of my hand, "No, no. Please stay. I just needed to think of something. It's all right."
Gently, Rick takes my hands in his and squeezes lightly, "Dance with me."
Surprised, I blink away the remaining tears, "What? Here?"
A light breeze blows over us and I could swear I can even smell Rick.
I could swear I smell the soap he used to wash with.
Frozen, I stand there and he gently pulls me to his chest, "Why not?"
His voice is raspy and his closeness makes me feel at home.
Still, I pause for a moment.
I think of the first time I was just like this in his arms and say muffled, "Remember when you taught me how to dance? How you put me on your feet because I was always stepping on you anyway?"
My heart grows heavy and I don't know why today is another one of those rare days when I suffer beyond measure because Rick isn't really with me.
Rick puts his hands on my hips and then says softly, "I remember that. You felt so right in my arms. I knew that day that I would never leave you and I would always love you."
I bite my bottom lip hard to keep from crying again and bury my face in his chest.
His steady heartbeat calms my own heart and when he says softly, "Let's make this a new memory," I let him lift me without resistance.
He places me on his feet and carefully takes a few steps.
With my eyes closed, I let him guide me, forcing myself not to think about how he looked at me from the bridge months ago.
How he never took his eyes off me and I couldn't reach him.
It wasn't until he pointed at the dynamite that he looked away from me, and when the bridge broke into pieces, my heart broke too.
I don't even realize I'm starting to shake until Rick gently strokes my back, "Shhhh, honey. I'm right here."
I have a "No you're not" on the tip of my tongue when I hear Michonne say, "Is everything okay?"
I frantically tear myself away from Rick and wipe my face again before turning to Michonne, "Yeah yeah, everything's fine. It's nothing."
Her gaze is so soft that I buckle and want to tell her everything.
Everything that's on my mind.
I don't want to be alone anymore. I don't want to just have the ghost of Rick.
I open my mouth to tell her everything. From the moment I first saw Rick after the bridge.
But I don't even manage to get a single word past my lips, that's when we hear it.
The rotor blades of a helicopter coming closer.
Michonne reacts faster than I do and grabs my hand to pull me from the small field where we were standing deeper into the forest.
Panicked, I turn to Rick as I run, but he has disappeared and that irritates me even more than that helicopter.
Never before has he just disappeared like that.
He's always with me unless I ask him to give me some time.
But now it's like he was never there, like the brief dance we had never happened.
I try to fight Michonne's grip, but she keeps pulling on me, "We have to get out of here."
I stumble after her and can already see the river she's heading for.
I know there are some rocks on the shore that Michonne will navigate us safely to, and I give up trying to fight her.
Indifferent, I let her drag me back and forth between trees and bushes until she stops as if rooted to the spot.
I react much too late and run into her from behind.
To intercept herself she takes a big step forward and I land on my butt.
The wet ground is anything but pleasant and I moan softly, "What's wrong? Why are you stopping?"
She stands still and I slide a little to the side to see what she sees.
All along the shore are walkers half buried in the sand and belongings, from people who didn't make it.
And standing in the middle of this expanse is Rick.
Surprised, I raise my eyebrows because he looks different than he has every single day for the past few months, but I'm just glad that he obviously didn't just disappear after all.
What bothers me more about this than the fact that his hair is longer again and he looks like he's been wallowing in mud, is the fact that Michonne seems to be staring at him as well.
Rick is also just looking at us, and even though there may be only 10 feet separating us, he makes no move to come over to me like he usually does.
He just stands there staring at us as if he can't believe he sees us.
I pick myself up off the sand and look briefly at Michonne, whose jaw is drooping.
I can't believe the question forming in my head myself, but I bring it hoarsely to my lips, "You see him too, don't you?"
Delayed, she nods, "Yes."
It feels like my heart is going to jump out of my chest and I jerk my head back around to Rick, who still hasn't moved an inch.
My head completely shuts off and I don't care if he's just a figment of my imagination, or maybe a guy who looks extremely similar to Rick.
I forget all caution and run towards him.
The wet sand makes me slower than usual and I almost fall several times.
Slipping, I throw myself into his arms and at the first touch he seems to wake up from his rigidity as well.
Tighter than usual, he wraps his arms around my body and I barely recognize his voice as he says harshly, "I found you."
Pure adrenaline pumps through my body as I clutch his face with both hands and pull him down to kiss him firmly on the lips.
It's like he's never been gone.
Like I didn't think he was dead for six months.
The kiss, is like coming home after a hard day of work.
Like he never left me.
I don't even try to stop the tears running down my cheeks and shuffle into the kiss, "It's really you, isn't it?' You're alive."
Gently, he pulls away from the kiss and looks at me with his blue eyes.
He takes in every detail of me and I do the same.
Despite all the dirt on his face, he is still the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life.
Every furrow in his face is perfect and the glow in his eyes is warmer than what I've seen in months.
I feel his heart hammering fiercely in his chest and his body begin to shake as I watch his lips form the words, "It's really me."
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shibe-myths · 11 months
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The court of Rosea
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I think this'll be my last update on this sketch. Sadly, I can't finish editing this work without my app committing death. Haha, It happens after 400 layers. But, hey, at least it got the general vibe, right? :P
Members of Court from left to right we have:
Asha the Frog. (Note: I'm deathly afraid of frogs IRL. But I found ONE frog species I could withstand looking at and It's this bubble-eyed bb. Obviously, I love the in-game Asha and her color-changing ways. But God am I terrified of the concept of cat-sized frogs.)
Fadiya Akter.
My MC, Vesper. Whom I UNINTENTIONALLY named Vesper De Vesphire.
Hunter Oakes.
Helios De Rosea.
Luceris De Rosea. (I gave him back a bit of his hairline- but he is on thin ice)
Lancelot!
Vincent Annora
Missing from the Picture (but whom were originally sketched out include: Ikram, Naima, Sadira, and Qasim -pls make one or both of them our shield I beg of you.)
Below the Spoilers is some easter eggs and tid bits about this sketch. (Hidden meanings and all that)
The Windows (Starting from the left to the right):
The marriage of Luceris and the MC. This most definitely wouldn't be something I would expect to be in the Palace proper but I imagine a great deal of artists would find ways to dramatize the 'wedding'.
This window depicts the past- namely the burning of the Vesphire Palace. I know you can't see it thanks to the FOUR people covering it. But I did include a mountainous castle with a town, both set to the torch. Including scenes of bloodshed. 1. The window is open, with the cold of Vesphire seeping into the court in the form of icicles and snow.
This window depicts the future. At the time I was drawing this one- Chapter 2 was technically still not out. AND BABES it was the Palace being set aflame. I just- can't!!!! hAHAHA. Anyways, it's completely covered up by Luceris AND Lancelot's body. 2. Like the other window depicting the past, this window is also open. Unfortunately, I couldn't include the smoke that was supposed to be rising from the back. (Hence the strange lighting effect on that side of the room.) It was supposed to signify the poison set by those characters' actions. But, alas. Sketchbook Pro has to be a brat.
Window four depicts the 'Farah poisoned by Catalina' scenario. Except there are cracks in the picture. The full story is not there. Did Catalina really poison Farah? If so, why did she immediately disappear without a trace? Where is she now? 1. If you look closely- I gave Farah the dead Anime mom Haircut- and no, I am NOT taking it back. We all get to live with this information. 2. Catalina and Vesper also bear a striking resemblance. Wearing the exact same dress as one another in both of their respective Stain glass windows. This is brought up MULTIPLE times within Coe's story. So i just wanted to make it even more obvious.
Vesper and Helios.
Why isn't Luceris the one sitting down? Why is Helios holding the MC's wrist? Why does Helios look so pissed? Haha, well babes, this is what I like to call an artistic representation. Neither Helios or Vesper (my MC for Coeluvr's game) are being portrayed as themselves. Instead, they are both being showcased as the embodiments of their kingdoms, Rosea and Vesphire.
Vesphire is ensnared by Rosea. Trapped. Unable to escape.
Likewise, the MC, Vesper, is JUST barely touching the throne. So close to those who destroyed their life. Yet too far from true freedom
Meanwhile Helios, or in this case, Rosea is the only one able to sit, to relax. They are the one with control in this situation.
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delopsia · 6 months
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Another Please preview, to hold y'all over until tomorrow 💐💕Full fic rolls out around 2:30PM EST
"You're in my seat," you grumble, squinting down at the cowboy who has already locked his eyes on the cheese fries you've got in your hand. The fruit of your efforts for standing in line for thirty minutes. 
"I know it," Rhett's big hand pats his thigh, inviting you into what is certainly a trap. 
But all you can think about is how he's supposed to be over by the chutes, warming up for a ride. Your head twists to look over at the empty side of the arena, then back to his stupid, smug face. 
"We got delayed," he continues, seems to have heard your question without you needing to voice it, "Somethin' 'bout technical difficulties." 
You're going to have technical difficulties.
Sitting in his lap isn't anything new. Not by a long shot. But there's something about doing it now. When you're still hanging on to your composure by a singular thread, nearly set off by the wrinkles of his jeans against your thighs. 
A part of you only means to readjust yourself. To squirm a little further backward so that you can comfortably lean against his chest. You don't intend to push your ass into his half-hard cock, but you do, and it's got him choking around the fry he's stolen.
"Oops" is all you can be bothered to provide because, though it wasn't on purpose, you certainly intend on doing it again. 
It's not hard to disguise. Not when Cecelia covers the two of you in a blanket, fussing over your choice of a short-sleeved shirt, saying that just the sight of you is making her cold. Unintentionally handing you the perfect shield, blocking the view of your hips as they begin to squirm. Subtly grinding down into that rapidly growing bulge, basking in the way his breath hitches, a strong arm curling across your waist.
"Y'd better not be tryin' t' get me all riled up, sweetheart," he murmurs, that low tone of his tickling down your sensitive spine. Only serves to spur you on more, squirming against his cock like it'll kill you to stop. And those arms are growing tighter around you, drawing away every bit of that precious wiggle room, but he's shamelessly twitching against you. A soft noise falling from his lips as you fully settle into him now. 
Your head tilts, peering at him through your peripheral. "What're you gonna do about it if I am?" 
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vintgedoll · 1 year
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nsfw alphabet for kyle "gaz" garrick.
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a is for aftercare! ... he's such a soft and caring lover, he would make sure you feel comfortable first before he worries about himself first but there will be times he can be unintentionally selfish, but with all his apologies, you can never stay too mad at him.
b is for body part! ... kyle is always a big fan of your thighs. you can literally crush him when he's giving oral and would love it, especially loves marking them with hickeys during foreplay and if he's the one on top, he loves to just grab and squeeze them during a full nelson position.
c is for cum! ... he's so cute, if he's about to cum, he'll usually beg for permission to cum inside whatever hole he's fucking. if you give permission, he'll try to stuff his entire dick in you when he does cum; has thought about cumming on your face before.
d is for dirty secret! ... really wants to try phone sex. he finds your voice overwhelming in the best way possible and can't help but imagine you guiding him to touch himself. during one of those nights you didn’t have a way to come see him and he was too tired to come to you, he got his first impression of what you sounded like when you were tired and it was enough to make him sleepily dry hump and grind against the sheets, the thought of your voice just too much.
e is for experience! ... decently experienced! he hasn't been with too many people besides previous partners, and he has to get used to your needs and wants.
f is for favorite position! ... anything where he can see your face. loves kissing you, looking into your eyes, and seeing your face when you cum. he's not really adventurous and likes to stick to simplicity but don't hesitate to ask, he would always be willing to try things out with you if you were both comfortable with the ideas.
g is for goofy! ... goes based on what kind of sex you’re having. if it’s intimate and slow, he’ll take it seriously; if it’s a little bit more of a quickie, he’ll try to slip a joke in.
h is for hair! ... probably doesn't have the time to take care of himself with his job, but if it was a big bother, he would try to nip it.
i is for intimacy! ... he loves to take his time with you and makes sure you're enjoying yourself. if his schedule is tight, he will go a little faster than usual but tries to not skip some form of foreplay.
j is for jerk off! ... usually has to retort to masturbating since your schedules never match up, especially on his end. if he usually has to, he won't watch porn and sticks to his own fantasies of you, or thinks back to previous nights he has spent with you.
k is for kink! ... edging and overstimulation are definitely two of his favorites. kyle doesn't mind being on the receiving end; enjoying every single agonizing second of the feeling of your hands on his trembling body, while just praising him for doing such a good job.
l is for location! ... he really likes private spaces, preferring to have you all to himself without the risk of being seen or caught but he will do it in semi-private areas, too.
m is for motivation! ... god, your voice? gets kyle going if you use certain tones, and he also gets motivated when you dress in revealing clothing.
n is for no! ... anything that could result in hurting each other is a basic answer but i feel like kyle also would especially not appreciate being choked or choking you, just feels icky about it. he loves your neck and might wrap his hand around it but the thought of squeezing it and cutting off your breathing is such an uncomfortable thought.
o is for oral! ... loves giving! he enjoys the way you grip his hair, trapping him between your thighs and the whines you make. one of his favorite ways to overstimulate you, especially. doesn't mind receiving oral and enjoys when you go down on him, but wants to establish it can be a two-way street.
p is for pace! ... it all depends on the moment. kyle overall loves going at a slow pace, showering you in praise and romantic affirmations, and showing appreciation for every inch of your body but there are times when he can be faster than usual, reduced to a groaning and whimpering mess in your ear. at the end he always speeds up and gets a little rough, just begging to cum in you, regardless of the pace.
q is for quickie! ... he often has to do quickies with you, just because of his job; usually right before he has to get ready to leave, or during those times he gets a few hours at home. if you get needy in public, he’ll try his best to take care of your problem as fast as possible.
r is for risk! ... i can't actually decide on whether or not he would be down for a change. if he is, he would voice his interest in it and see if you both feel comfortable with the idea; if you present the idea, he would listen to it and start figuring out ways to incorporate it next time you had sex just to see if you both like it.
s is for stamina! ... i think kyle is easily overstimulated, so he can feel overwhelmed by all the touching and would stop after a second round unless it’s purposeful overstimulation.
t is for toys! ... owns none, but isn’t against the idea of trying some out on you if you wanted.
u is for unfair! ... a small tease, gets off on you begging him to fuck you, especially if he’s giving you oral, he’ll make you beg for at least a good couple of seconds.
v is for volume! ... loud. he will moan, whimper, groan, all of it. he’s very vocal and has no problem showing it but if you are in a semi-private space, kyle can be really good at containing himself.
w is for wild card! ... kyle has an oral fixation. he always needs to have his mouth on you, kissing you, biting your neck, sliding his tongue up your torso.
x is for x-ray! ... on the thicker side with six inches! probably at least one vein on the underside of his dick.
y is for yearning! ... decently mild sex drive, mostly learning to keep himself under control for his job but when he can't, his urges can be strong and he's usually desperate for a release.
z is for zzz! ... doesn't fall asleep immediately unless it was a longer session. really tries to make sure you're good before focusing on himself. like to pass out with his arms around you, the position varies but it's usually you guys spooning or in the sweethearts cradle.
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