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hollisxwrites · 4 months

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heyy

i was wondering if u could write a percy jackson x reader ??

flowers in your hair

(percy jackson x child of apollo reader)

thank you for the request today guys! please keep requesting, i'll keep writing (lol)! thank you for all the love on "as long as i'm with you, hero"! again, please keep requesting, i'm loving doing these! see my introduction and who i write for here!

tv! percy jackson x child of apollo! reader (I think the reader remains gender neutral throughout the fic)!

i do not own this gif or the song!

word count: 2.7k

warnings: mr. d is kinda an asshole, kinda a mention of violence, a few swear words, some slight angst and jealousy, percy is a sweetheart, a few mentions of the l word 🤯 (love), making out, possible innuendos, idk how to write warnings.

summary: based on the lumineers song flowers in your hair. percy and the reader fall in love over time spent together in camp halfblood, but they refuse to admit it in order to keep their precious friendship, until one day the reader finally cracks. this is on the longer side! sorry!

I was twelve years old when I first came to Camp Halfblood. I was scared, cold, and completely alone, running from a horrific monster that was something out of my worst nightmares. The cold pellets of rain showered over me as I ran, until suddenly, the monster wasn’t chasing me anymore, the rain stopped, and I was in the middle of a clearing, staring directly up at a house, a big, sky-blue house. It was beautiful, to say the least. Close to the house was what looked like a... volleyball court? Down the path a little, I could make out the shape of smaller houses built with Greek architecture. I was intrigued, but also frightened. Had I come across some cult? My hair was drenched and I’m sure my shirt was see-through due to the peltering rain, but when I thought about it, the rain had stopped when I got within feet of the house. Curious (and desperate for someone's help), I walked up to the door of the big blue house and knocked on it. Minutes seemed to tick by until suddenly, the door burst open and a man, about middle age, holding a set of poker cards, came to the doorway.

“What the hell do you want kid? Can’t you see I’m busy? You know Campers aren’t allowed out past nine P.M. Now I would suggest you get back to your cabin before I kick your...”

Suddenly, the scary man was pushed aside by an even scarier man, a man with a horse bottom-half and a man-top half. I blinked once, twice, three times, and the man was still a horse. “Mr. D! This is not one of our campers! I told you to be kind.” The horse-man said to who I guess was Mr. D. “Come on in, young one. It looks like you may be a new camper.”

Mr. D took me into the house and gave me a change of clothes, black pants and an almost nauseating orange colored shirt that said ‘Camp Halfblood’ on it. I was still interested in finding out what this was all about, but I was even more worried about my safety. These random scary men were taking me into their house in the middle of the woods after being chased by a scary monster. What else could go wrong? I was gestured to sit by the fireplace, and the horse-man explained everything to me. I was in disbelief. The gods of the Greek myths are real? I was only able to access this camp because I was one and I was in danger? My mother slept with a Greek god? My life, at this very moment, was altered forever. It finally made sense why my mother hated me. I was, not only, the result of her ‘dumb teenager decisions’, but I also was the result of her being with a god?

The horse-man, who I found out was named Chiron, after explaining everything to me, took me to one of the cabins I had noticed earlier, and he told me it was Herme’s cabin, which is where I would stay until my godly parent claimed me.

When I entered the cabin, most of the kids were asleep, because it was gods know what time of night, except two boys, one with dark curly hair and a scar running down is face who I assumed to be at least sixteen, and one with the prettiest blonde curls and green eyes that I have ever seen who seemed to be about my age. The boys were sitting on a window seat looking out to another large, Greek looking structure, discussing something that seemed to trouble the younger boy. Chiron called the two boys over, and they came to meet me. Chiron introduced the older boy as Luke Castellan, Herme’s cabin counselor, and the younger as Percy Jackson, another new camper who has only been here for a day. Percy and Luke shook my hand, and Chiron left them to help me navigate the cabin and find somewhere to sleep.

“Nice to meet you, {reader}. It’s not every day we get a new camper, but when we do, I am always excited to meet them!” Luke Castellan said. He scared me a little, with his scar, and his height. His overall demeanor was slightly frightening, but I liked him all the same. He seemed to be welcoming and kind enough.

I smiled at him, trying not to catch the eye of Percy, who seemed to be looking at me a lot. “Nice to meet you too.” I said in a monotone voice. I didn’t realize how tired I was until this moment. “I’m sorry, I’m so tired, getting chased down by a monster and finding out I’m some god hybrid thing that sends demons out to get me all within two hours. Where am I supposed to sleep?”

Percy giggled. “I know how you feel. I watched my mom get killed by the minotaur last night, and here I am, not able to sleep cause of the nightmares. I should get some sleep too.”

Luke glanced around the cabin. “I’m not sure where you’re going to sleep. All the cots are occupied, unless you want to sleep on the beanbag chairs over there.” He pointed to the pile of frumpy beanbag chairs in the corner of the cabin.

“No, no. They can take my bed. I doubt I’m going to sleep anyways, y’know, nightmares and all.” Percy chimed in, probably noticing my disparity to sleeping on an uncomfortable looking beanbag chair.

I shook my head. “No way. You were here before me. It’s okay, I can take the beanbags, you take your space. I hope my dad claims me before too long, so I can take a couple nights.”

“I’m not letting you; you look too tired.” Percy said, in a voice that sounded almost threatening. “We can switch out if we’re both here for a while. I mean...if you want to.”

I smiled at the boy. He seemed kinder than anyone else I knew, even though that wasn’t saying much. I didn’t know many people. I did take Percy’s bed that night, and that developed our friendship that would eventually become the most invaluable thing in my life. I sat with Percy at every meal, he showed me around the camp to the best of his ability, and we decided to train together, as we were both new outcasts to the camp. Even after he was chosen to go to the Poseidon cabin through the game capture the flag, and I was chosen by father to go to the Apollo cabin, our bond only grew closer, and we still managed to find time in our busy schedules to spend time with each other.

One day, several months later, in these rare moments we were both free, I was lying on the ground in the strawberry fields that became my favorite part of the camp with Percy. We had a long day of training and decided to bask in the warmth of the camp, savoring the warm late summer days. I was picking dandelions out of the strawberries and weaving them together the way I used to do with my older sister. I was slowly making a crown out the buds, and it was turning out quite beautiful. It kept my easily distracted mind focused on what Percy was saying. He was going off on some tangent about Grover and his disloyalty to the camp and to Mr. D, something that Percy found alarming, as he was worried about his best friend’s safety.

“I’m just glad I have you, {reader}. You really have been a good...friend all these months at camp.” Percy said, grinning at me through the strawberry bushes.

My eyes twinkled when mine met his, and I placed the now completed dandelion crown in his blond curls that drew me to him the moment we met. “I’m glad I have you too, Perc. You made me feel a little less crazy.”

He smiled at me, the dandelion crown slipping down his face. “You’ll always be in my heart.” He blushed a little, as we are not usually this compassionate for each other.

“So will you!” I said, moving to put the flower crown back on the crown of his head. My fingers tingled under the small touch to his face, but I didn’t realize that it was love, at the time, at least I didn’t realize it was romantic love. That’s something I know too well now.

...

Five years later, Percy and I have not grown farther apart with age, we’ve grown closer. He saved the world, and I was always by his side through everything. He only grew more beautiful with age, too, his hair growing a little longer, eyes getting a little darker, scars from battles littered his arms, legs, and chest. He was always attractive to me, but now, it was even more so. He had also grown more physically affectionate towards me, brushing my hands with his, leaning on my shoulder during campfires, and even going as far to giving me kisses on the cheek when I saw him first thing in the morning and late at night when we left for the day. Sometimes, he snuck into my cabin or I into his if we had nightmares just so we could be with each other. His smell of sea salt and something else I couldn’t quite name (probably the blue candy that he ate daily), and it always comforted me during hard nights.

All of this to say, though, we were just BFFs. Best platonic bros. Nothing more, nothing less. I loved him, I had realized over the years, loved him a little too much it was unbearable sometimes, but he was rumored to be with other people all the time, even though I knew he wasn’t. He would tell me, right? Right? He spent pretty much every waking minute with me and every minute asleep most of the time, too, so I would know. That doesn’t mean I wasn’t jealous of every person he came across. I loved him, and he was my sea boy, and I was his sunshine.

That’s why, when we found ourselves in a very similar predicament to what we did all those years ago, during our first couple months at camp, I made a very risky move.

I was sitting, face angled up to the sunlight, weaving a dandelion crown in my trembling hands. Percy had grown, so the flower crowns I made him now were twice the size of the ones I made him all those years ago. I delicately made a pattern with the dandelions again, and I looked up at Percy from time to time to nod or make a comment on whatever he had to say, but it was mostly silent, him humming and picking at the ground below us, and me, weaving my crown.

Percy paused his picking at the ground and looked at me. I could feel his gaze on my face, and it made my cheeks heat up. I prayed to the gods that he thought it was just from the sun. “Do you remember when we did this, what, five years ago now? I would say we’ve grown a little, and we know more than we did then.”

“What do you know now that you didn’t then?” I said, eyes not leaving the project in my hands.

I assumed he shrugged. “I don’t know, I guess I know more about the gods, about the world, about you.”

Laughing, I finally tore my eyes away from the completed crown and I moved to place it on Percy’s head, settling it gently in his curls, careful not to mess up my handiwork. I let my fingers linger longer on his face than I did last time. “You know more about me, sea boy?” I asked him teasingly, finally meeting his eye that hasn’t left my face this entire time.

“I guess I do, I mean, I feel like I do. I feel like I’ve barely spent a minute away from you since that day.” He leaned into my hand that was placing feather-like touches on his face. “I mean, I know that your favorite color is yellow, you love the same music I do, and you hate when I call you sunshine.”

“You do know me, don’t you, Perc?” My hands dropped away from his face, and he pouted at the loss of contact even though our legs were centimeters from touching. I could feel electricity buzzing on my skin where our limbs were about to meet. That was something I always felt when I was close to him. I always assumed, back then, that his love language was physical touch, and so he was just being a good friend by how affectionate he was to me. How delusional I was.

“I sure do.” He flipped his body so that he was no longer facing me, instead he laid himself down on my lap. My hands instinctively went to his pretty hair, making sure to be mindful of his crown. “Y’know, I think I love you, {reader}.”

My heart, in this moment skipped a beat, but then shattered at the same time. He loved me, but in a friendly way. “You don’t mean that, Perc. At least, you don’t mean that the way I want you to.”

His head shot up from my lap, nearly slinging his flower crown from his head, and he turned back to face me at an alarmingly quick rate. “What do you mean, the way you want me to?” His hands met mine that were laying in my lap. He interlaced our fingers, and my entire body felt alive.

I blushed and looked back up to the boy I have loved since we were pre-teens. “I love you, Perc, but I love you, like in a romantic way. I hope it’s not too late, cause you’re so damn attractive. You have always been to me, always will be. I think I’ve just been scared. I value you so much as a friend that I didn’t want to lose you.” I refused to look up from our intertwined hands, embarrassed and saddened by my confession. I was half expecting Percy to scoff and walk away, kicking pebbles up at me.

Instead, he unclasped our hands and pulled my face up to look at him, his eyes shining in a way that I’ve never seen them shine before, his face glowing with a humongous grin. “I never thought you’d say that. You know that I have loved you all this time, too?”

My heart skipped several beats this time. I’m not kidding; I was about to go into cardiac arrest. “Are you kidding? You’re pranking me right now.” I hid my burning face on his shoulder.

His laugh vibrated underneath me, making me giggle, too. “I guess we’re both idiots.”

I hesitantly pulled my face off his shoulder and asked him the scariest question I have ever asked someone. “Can I kiss you?”

Our faces were inches apart when he whispered, “I thought you’d never ask.” The kiss was everything I could have ever asked for. At first it was gentle and loving, our noses bumping into each other, until eventually my hands found his hair and his found my waist. It was warm, and passionate, and everything I could’ve dreamt of.

He slowly pulled away from me, both of us panting, foreheads touching. “That was...perfect.”

I smiled. “Just like you, sea boy.”

His face met my neck now, and he pressed warm kisses to my exposed skin, his hair tickling my jawline. I squirmed under him, trying to suppress a groan. He lifted his head up, his eyes met mine. I thought he never had looked better. The flower crown I made him was lopsided now, diagonal across his head, his lips were red and bitten, his face was perfectly flushed, and his pupils were blown out. “How did I get so lucky?” He said to me.

“I am asking myself the same damn thing.” I smiled, keeping eye contact with him. He connected our lips once again, and that’s when I knew I was a goner. I had been all those years ago, but we have grown a lot since then. Percy being in my eyes and in my heart all the time harbored the feeling that I have been carrying, and now I get to express.

Years from now, I hope he still gets to be in my heart, and I in his.

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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year

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I know damn well gaz is a bottom you can't change my mind 😤

Like dis man makes the beautiful noises when sweetheart fucks him stupid with her fingers or a strap (I know sweetheart got a strap somewhere in her damn room) and he's a babbling mess like crying and moaning loud so sometimes sweetheart gotta use a gag or her fingers so no one hears (but the boys do hear em and they are really jealous and horny) *BANGS TABLE* AND WHEN he rides sweethearts strap this man HHHNNGGG this man will ride sweethearts strap until he collapses.

But sweetheart being sweetheart she does aftercare like running a hot bubble bath for gaz and picks him up and puts his body in and while gaz is in the bath sweetheart is cleaning the sheets and adding fluffly blanket for gaz and when gaz is done sweetheart picks him up and wraps him up in a fluffy towel and dries him up (because I know damn well gaz ain't gonna be walking for a bit)

And let's him wear her clothes that are pretty big on him like AHHHHH cuddles man this man will cling on to sweetheart while she's combing his wet hair HNNGGG and has falls asleep basking in sweethearts warmth.

(Why did I write this much?)

Soap definitely gonna be jelly 🤭

I'm going fuckin insane.

DO YOU WANT ME TO PASS OUT? IS THAT IT??

Good Boy.°

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick × 141!Sweetheart

[Gaz × black!ofc!reader]

Cw.: soft!femdom, overstimulation, dumbification, pegging, cock ring vibrator, handjobs, mommy kink, begging kink (is that a thing? Probably is idk 💀) mentions of scars, horrible attempt at smut, sub!Gaz, Lil bit of edging, praise + degradation, aftercare, cutie cutesy fluff, there's a surprise in here for Sweetheart 🤭 it'll be in pink, jealous ass brats teammates, listening to people getting it on (idk what that's called)

Reader accessories.: Black!fem!reader, she/her pronouns, detailed reader, reader is 6'5, reader is fully clothed fucking Gaz, reader has tattoos and battle scars, reader has long nails, reader has some big ass hands

Word count.: Long. AGAIN. (IDK HOW TO DO A WORD COUNT DAMMIT HELP)

This ain't the best thing 💀💀 but I had to GET THIS OUT IT WAS SITTING TOO LONG IN MY DRAFTS AND THIS ASK IS TOO GOOD AND W O W I RAMBLED ON FOR SO LONG BECAUSE IM NOT GOOD AT WRITING SMUT YET GIMME A BREAK OKAY IM TRYING MY BEST 😭 and i made this LATE like 5 am so i was shit tired and just rambled lol also tried out a new layout on how to do headcanons and drabbles... may like it may not idk ANYWAY ENJOY

18+ MDNI

Minors do not interact with this. Thank you BYE.

This man-- HEHEUAHE YOU'RE SO RIGHT ABOUT GAZ

He's such a bottom for Sweetheart. Like in general

He would always be so shy around her; his chin close to his chest, looking up at her with big eyes and hot ears

And Sweetheart would always eat that SHIT UP

She always has a burning, feral feeling inside her when he acts shy around her. Like she either needs to take care of him or fuck him senseless

And when he just gives into her, gulping before whimpering out a quiet "Yes ma'am." When she gives out an aggressive order.

SHUT THE FUCK UPPPPPP

Sweetheart wants to take him where he stands EVERY 👏TIME 👏

Just jerking him off and seeing him whine and cry- AAAAAAAAA

Sweetheart should NOT think of him that way. That's her teammate. Her friend.

...which she wouldn't mind fucking and breaking his back. And she had enough of this overwhelming feeling everytime she talks to him. She thought he was shy because he was intimidated by her, or maybe because of the height difference (She's five and a half inches taller than him) or that he has a burning feeling inside of him too. Hell maybe it was all three, so she asks him.

It was all three 💀

But his feeling was to be fucked by Sweetheart. Not the other way around.

Sweetheart was in HEAVEEENNNNN

So we're back to the now, and it's been two hours, they're in her room; Gaz naked, bouncing on Sweetheart's pink thick strap, while she's controlling his cute cock ring vibrator. His legs wrapped around her hips, ass slapping against her thighs.

They're both sweaty, sticky, covered in cum and tired. But neither of them can stop. Gaz feels another orgasm building up, and he picks up his speed, wanting to reach it so badly that he cries. His moans get louder, more desperate.

"Fuck! Yes yes yes!" He screamed out, tears flowing out just like the cum spurting on Sweetheart's tummy. She breathes out, hands smoothing his hips. "There we go, Gaz. Good boy. Such a good cock slut for mommy." His thighs and hands shake, mouth spewing broken moans and whines. "More..." He starts to grind on the strap, as deep as it can go inside him. "M-more... please.. I wanna cum again-- wan' cum.. Mommy please!"

His babbles make Sweetheart laugh. "Your legs are probably so tired, baby. You want me to take over now?" He shivers when her pointed nails circle over his sensitive nipples. He leans down to her chest, hips still grinding on the toy and prodding at his prostate. “Yes… yes, please. Wanna be fucked by you. Ruin me, mommy…”

GOD FUCKING DAMMIT

Sweetheart feels her heartbeat quicken. The fire in her belly was getting hotter, too hot to control. She growls, manhandling Gaz off the toy to turn him around. She sits up, hands cupping his thighs as she raises her hips to slide back in. Gaz let’s out a long whine as he’s finally full again. Sweetheart doesn’t speak. Carnal desire took over her, her hips ramming into his ass as he screams out. Sweetheart rubs his bottom lip with her thumb before she inserts it in his drooling mouth. “You’re being too loud, hun. Don’t want the others to hear how much of a slut you are on my cock. Now suck on it.”

He sucks hard on her thumb, tongue swirling the pad. Her teeth grazing his neck, lips sucking on his sweaty skin. He’s trying to be quiet, but her thrusts are making him forget any sense he had left. Fuck and he’s almost about to cum, whines getting higher and eyes rolling back. Gaz gasps when Sweets slows down. “Nah-uh, not yet.” She coos. “I need you to beg for it, baby. Beg mommy to cum.” AAAAAAAAAAAA

She starts to grind in his g-spot and her other thumb rubbed his urethra. Babes he was seeing stars.

He can’t really speak as her thumb is still in his mouth, but he rambles on anyway, whimpering please over and over with his hoarse voice. (I have a feeling that Garrick’s voice goes up when he’s overstimulated) “Fuck, you’re so cute. Go ahead and cum for me, Gaz.” Once she picked up her pace and jerked him off, OH he saw the gate to heaven, had tea with an angel and got sent back to earth💀

They breathe heavily. He can't feel his legs at all, and he can't form an actual thought. Sweetheart puts her hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. "Breathe deep, Gaz. Breathe... There you go, that's my baby boy." They both sigh and she kisses his temple. "You did such a good job, Gaz. Such a good boy for me."

AND THE AFTER CARE OMFGGG (YK THATS ON POINT)

She would hold him close to her chest, their breathing finally in sync as Gaz calms down from his orgasm. He's still moaning and mewling, feeling the pleasure in his veins. Sweetheart looks down at him and sighs with a smile. "You okay baby?" She asks him.

He's still kinda out of it, but her voice brings him back to reality. "Mhgm... M'good. M'so good, mommy..." She giggles at his drunken words and kisses his neck. "That's good to hear. I'm gonna pull it out, okay?" He nods his head. She grips under his knees and slowly pulls him up, Gaz whimpering at the emptiness of his puckering hole. She pecks his cheek and lays him down. "Stay here. I'll be right back."

He breathes out, feeling sticky and hot. He groans out and puts his hands over his eyes. He can NOT believe that just happened. HE JUST FUCKED HIMSELF NUMB?? AND SWEETHEART FUCKED HIM DUMB?? AND SHE'S GOOD AT IT??? How in the hell can he do this but not TELL HER HOW HE FEELS OMFG

She comes back from the bathroom in a white towel. Gaz chokes, seeing the black intricate designs on her arms, connecting to the ones on her collarbone and traveling to her back. He can see black ink on her ankles and some poking out on her hips. She chuckles, "You've never seen my other tattoos, have you?" He shakes his head slowly, like he's in a trance. "I've only... Seen your womb one..." Sweetheart snorts, walking towards him. "Well, you're about to see a bit more."

She scoops him up in her arms, bridal style. Gaz gasps and instinctively wraps his arms around Sweetheart's neck, now secure and being delivered to the bathroom.

Gaz sees that there's a bubble bath ready for the both of them. She sets him down inside, the warm water helping his aching limbs. He sees her towel fly off, looks up, but her fingers snap, and his head immediately whips to the bubbles. "Good boy." She says. (Gaz's mind:FFFUUUUU--)

She slips in behind him and sighs of relief. Gaz clears his throat. "This is uh... it's a pretty tight fit." His shoulder up and caved with his legs half way bent. "Do you want me to get out?" Sweetheart asks. "No!" She chuckles at his quick answer. She leans in, making him gasp as he can feel her hard nipples on his back. And... something else. Metal? Her arms wrap around him while her head rests on his shoulder. "Good. Don't wanna get out yet." She mumbles.

God-- Gaz feels so small with her. Like a shy little man and a giant Amazonian goddess. He can feel his cheeks get hot. Taking one of her hands in his, he lifts it up, eyeing her sleeve tattoo like a kid in an aquarium. He studies it while she watches him. "Y'like it?" She mumbles in his ear that sends shivers down his spine. He nods, his other hand tracing the patterns. "Where did you get it done?" He asks in a low tone, like they're both in a secret place that they're not supposed to be in.

"Back at home. For my 20th birthday. I got this whole piece done for my 20th, actually." She raises her other arm up to show him, his hands going over the different textured skin. "Did you... get tattoos to cover these scars?" When he asked that question, it's like all the sound in the world stopped. He felt like coal dropped in his stomach when she was silent. He was going to speak, to apologize, but she interlocked her hands with his. "I did. There are many tattoos on my body because I didn't want to see my mistakes anymore. So I covered them up."

He breathes out. Thank God she's not mad. But just to be sure-- "And don't you dare apologize." She smiles on his skin, nibbling his neck. He snickers, feeling her kisses all over.

"Wow." She chortles, "Never noticed how small your hands are to mine." He hums, seeing the difference too. (It shouldn't turn him on but wow there he is turned on)

She opens her hands and so does he. The size difference goes crazy 💀 Sweetheart's hand is an inch bigger than his. She laughs, now leaning back on the tub. "You're so small."

Gaz scoffs, turning to her with a frown. "I am not small! You're just really--"

His eyes fall to her chest. He didn't mean to, it just happened. But he looks at her left breast.

And he sees it.

"You... you have a nipple piercing."

"Huh?" Sweetheart looks down. "Oh shit, I forgot I had that on. But yeah, I do. Just the one, though. Hurt like a bitch, so I just stopped at this." She explains. Gaz can feel him getting hard again. The sparkly, rose gold heart ring shield around her dark nipple was fucking calling out to him.

He frowns. "But I never... see it." Sweetheart's eyes widen a bit but turns to amusement. "You lookin' at my tits often, Gaz?" She says. Gaz snaps his head up, like he's seen a ghost. She leans in, their lips almost touching. She coos, eyes dangerously low and lips grinning. "Didn't know you were the perverted type."

Someone kill him now. He shakes his head violently. "Oh god no! No no no no I was just--" Now he was stammering, trying to find the right words to say to not sound like a creep. But Sweetheart bellows.

"Chill, baby! I was just messin' with ya." She winks at him, and Gaz just wants to curl up in a ball. "But I remove it when I go out so I can wear a bra. Sometimes, I honestly forget about it. 'Specially when we're on a mission or I'm training. And I don't think piercings are allowed on base... so I dont really wear it alot." Gaz nods. That makes alot of sense. She covers her mouth and looks away, mumbling something under her breath.

"And I also don't want Krueger startin' nothin'..." He frowns. "Huh?" Sweetheart looks at him and waves him off. "Nothin' , nothin'."

She huffs, staring at Gaz for what felt like hours. But he didn't move, as he stared right back. Heart beating quick for her next move.

Her hand moves under her left breast and lifts it with a smug grin. "Wanna take a closer look?"

That triggered another three rounds of milking and nipple sucking 💀 (which Sweetheart is now HEAVILY into)

After all that, they both cleaned themselves, and Sweetheart dried him off (because he couldn't feel his legs AGAIN) she carried him and plopped him on her desk chair. He huffs out a laugh. "I feel like a princess, being carried and pampered like this." BECAUSE YOU ARE BABY

She snorts and rolls her eyes, putting on some clothes and gathering the bed sheets. "Wear whatever I have. There's some men's underwear in the bottom drawer." She explains. Gaz quirks an eyebrow. "Why do you have men's underwear?" She shrugs, hands full with bed sheets and a comforter. "For emergencies." And then walks out to the washing machine.

Gaz chuckles, shaking his head as he opens her drawers. Some with bras, some with her underwear (it's in the second drawer, he remembers) and he found one with shirts. He grabs a cream colored sweater and unfolds it, seeing how big it actually is. "Jesus... I'll surely act like a 'girl after doing the deed' with this on." He contemplates if he wants to wear it. (He does)

He puts on some black men's underwear, which surprisingly fits him (bit tight around his thighs) he throws the sweater on and looks in her floor mirror. The sweater covers his underwear completely, and the sleeves are big and long, covering most of his fingers. The collar is wide, showing off his branded neck with many hickies. Sweetheart's hickies. He purses his lips.

"Yeah, I definitely looked like I've been fucked."

"Because you have been, silly."

He turns to the door and sees Sweetheart with new sheets and comforters. Gaz blinks. "That was fast." Sweetheart hums, closing the door with her hip. "I found new sheets in the storage. I'll clean the other ones tomorrow. Right now, I'm tired as shit." She makes the bed with ease as Gaz stands there, trying not to fall with his shaky legs. (Yall he was WORKED in that bath tub)

She dusts off her hands as her head turns to Gaz. She freezes, eyeing him up and down. Gaz feels like a piece of meat under her hungry eyes. He doesn't mind being eaten by her 🤭🤭

She smirks, plopping down on the bed. "I like my clothes on ya."

He grins, arms wide out to show how big the sweater is on him. "I'm like a smurf compared to you." He jokes. Sweetheart laughs, collecting him with her arms circling his waist and his hands rest on her broad shoulders. "But it makes ya look real cute, Gaz." She says with another smirk. (Jeez, she's on one today-- freaking teasing and bold as shit)

He could feel his cheeks getting hot. "Kyle." He murmurs, sitting on her thigh. He has a tingly feeling when he bends his legs, but nothing he can't handle. She looks at him with confused eyes.

"You took my ability to walk, so I think you could also call me by my actual name." He explains. She smiles at him, making his heart speed up. That smile could stop wars.

"Alright then, Kyle." Once she said that, her eyes sparkled. "Kyle." She hums, kissing his neck. "Kyle... Mister Kyle Garrick!" She covers him in quick kisses, making him giggle and filled with warmth. She laughs and holds him tight when she flops on the clean bed. "Kyle. I love saying your name." She whispers, fingers tracing his face. God DAMN she has his heart. His everything. Just- take him. Take all of him. So he can end this longing.

"And I--" Gaz reaches up to her face, thumb tracing her bottom lip.

Say it.

"I love..." His eyes flicker to hers, dark irises studying each other.

Say it. Fucking say it.

I love you. I love you and I want to be yours.

Say. It.

"Love... what you did... for me today. Thank you." ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS RIGHT NOW

She giggles, pulling him into her more, his head against her chest. "Of course, baby. It was an absolute pleasure... pleasuring you." They both quietly laugh, the warm relaxation molding them together. Her nails rake the nape of his neck, sending shivers down Kyle's spine. He sighs, wrapping his arms around her chest and leg around her waist. "Goodnight, mommy."

Sweetheart croons, hand rubbing his back. "Goodnight, Kyle." She mumbles into his hair as she kisses it.

"My good boy."

Lil Bonus.!

When I tell you... that EVERYONE. WAS P I S S E D. Except for Price, because his room is pretty far, so he can't hear all the way to Sweetheart's room. BUT THE REST OF THEM??? WTF they wanted to strangle Gaz istg

Hearing the bed creak and Gaz's loud, whiny moans thru the walls was PAIN. And hearing Sweetheart's low grunts and praises to him? Torture. Bitch it was torture. And you know DAMN WELL that Soap, Roach, and Horangi jerked off from hearing them. Ghost, König, and Alex were too fucking pissed to do anything, even sleeping wasn't an option. (They still had raging hard ons tho) Roach hearing Gaz call her mommy-- AND SHE LIKED IT-- he came so hard he had to muffle his cry with a pillow. Soap now knowing that Gaz is the one getting fucked?? And is enjoying it??? Nosebleed. He got a nosebleed and had to stop masturbating to clean it up💀 Horangi overstimulated himself. Ear up on the wall so he could hear everything that was going on, and his overworked cock spurting out more cum on the wall. There's a thick puddle of cum on the floor as well because he's not stopping. Alex is just pissed that he's not watching them (he likes to watch fucking cuck) and Ghost is just so damn salty and judging everything that's going on in that room ("his moans are so bitchy. Bitch boy. Fucking bottom ass fucker. Taking it up the ass. I could do way better than him taking it up the ass..... wait--")

König was just... listening. Just laying in his bed, looking up at the ceiling with a throbbing, dribbling cock, and just listening to them. (WEIRDO)

Next morning, Soap and Ghost were such BITCHES OMFG Soap was so pouty and had such attitude, and Ghost was so DRAMATIC (THEY'RE BOTH BRATS YOUR HONOR)

Okay that's it, bye LOL

THANKS FOR READING HAVE A GOOD DAY 🙏 LIKE COMMENT SHARE AND SUBSCRIBE FOR MORE (I just youtube'd yo ass 🤭)

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anotherobeymeblog · 9 months

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Which of the characters are the loudest in bed? 👀

I had to rewrite some of these parts three times because tumblr kept not saving the draft when I clicked "save draft" so forgive me if some of them sound a little clipped, I'm pretty annoyed about it lol

Loud

Mammon: Yeah, Mammon has absolutely no concept of volume control. Naturally, he's wildly embarrassed by this and will try to deny how loud he is even in between moans. It's pretty fun to tease him about this. It almost makes it worth all the times someone will bang on the door demanding you keep it down. Almost.

Diavolo: Idk what you expected. He sees no reason to try to hide what you're doing, so he doesn't bother keeping his voice down. And, tbh, I'm not convinced he could be quiet if he tried. This man has a big, booming voice and even his dirty talk sounds more like shouting. Barbatos isn't paid enough for this shit.

Solomon: Whore 💖 He's absolutely shameless, so you better hope no one else is in the same building as you when you fuck. Of course, if you ask him to try to be quiet, he'll happily make even more obnoxiously obscene noises just to annoy you.

Moderate

Leviathan: Levi will bite his lip raw to try to stifle his noises if you don't stop him. He's actually pretty quiet as far as like... decibels go, but his tone is so shrill, his voice carries much farther than it would otherwise. He sounds absolutely pathetic, and if you call him out for this, he will cry, but he will also cum on the spot.

Asmodeus: Okay, I know this is a hot take, but considering his vast uh. Experience, there's no way Asmo doesn't know how to adjust his volume for the situation. Much like everything else related to sex with Asmo, YMMV because he will try to shape himself into your ideal partner. However, if you do manage to get him to loosen up and stop trying to impress you, he naturally makes these clipped, high-pitched whines that are super cute, but not that loud.

Belphegor: So sex with Belphie can really be divided into two categories. Sometimes, it's slow, lazy sex where he's still half asleep and adorably clingy. In these cases, he's almost silent, with the only noises he's making being little sighs and incoherent mumbling that you think might be your name. But on the other hand, when he's in a particularly bratty mood and wants you to wreck his shit, it's a totally different story, and he will be spitting taunts at you even as the words keep getting cut off by choked moans.

Simeon: Simeon is prone to crying during sex and everyone else can fight me. He tries to maintain some semblance of dignity at first, but it never takes long before he falls apart and starts crying out freely.

Quiet

Lucifer: Yeah, the most you're getting from him is the occasional tremor in his voice. He's bad at showing vulnerability at the best of times, so you just have to get used to picking up on the way his mouth twists or his brow furrows, because you won't be getting any more obvious reactions than that. (Unless he's drunk, but that's another story altogether.)

Satan: Depending on his mood, the sounds he makes range from low growls to soft, breathy moans. Either way, it's gonna be pretty quiet, and you'd need to be within a couple feet of him to be able to hear them at all.

Beelzebub: If you're doing something particularly intense, you may be treated to some choked grunts, but otherwise, the only noises he really makes are his breath getting heavier and whispered praises that grow increasingly incoherent as he approaches his orgasm, at which point he seems to stop breathing altogether.

Barbatos: Barbatos makes these drawn-out, airy noises that are very cute, but almost inaudible if your faces aren't right up against each other. If you make it known that you want to hear him better, he won't get any louder, but instead will lean towards you to moan right in your ear.

#obey me #nsft #gn reader #obey me asmodeus #obey me leviathan #obey me belphegor #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #obey me simeon #obey me diavolo #obey me solomon #obey me barbatos #reader insert #obey me x reader

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onestopfanficshop · 2 years

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dating carmy berzatto pt. 2

warnings: language, here's a few nsfw things in here so watch out for that 👀 mdni

author's note: after forever i'm back lol 😭 i started school again and lowkey lost motivation to write so this has been in the works for weeks lol! enjoy <3

gif not mine!

you can count on one hand how many times carmy has called you by your real name. his go-to pet names are honey (he would say hon most often), baby (when he's trying to persuade you, when he’s whining about something, or when he feels guilty), and sweetheart (when he's feeling extra romantic and lovey-dovey). even when you two are fighting or on the very rare occasion that his anger's directed at you, he rarely uses your name

one time when you had stayed over, you left your shampoo at carm's place and he made mistake of using it just to try it out because the next day richie noticed

"did you rob a fuckin' hair salon, cousin?"

"what the fuck do you mean, richie?"

"the fuck do you mean? what is this shit, herbal essences?" richie says, sniffing carmy's hair.

poor boy would turn red from head to toe and never touch your anything of yours ever again

this one's sad but like- it's kinda important i think

obviously mike's death really fucked carmy up. you see him pushing away, detaching himself from the people who love him (just like mikey did). but you coming into his life really forces him to wake the fuck up. family is forever but you're something in carmy's life that isn't guaranteed and that he genuinely has to work for if he wants you around long-term

and he's so terrified to fuck it up but after you assure him over and over again that you don't intend to go anywhere he starts to loosen up a tiny bit and let you in

his family and everyone else at the restaurant can see the effect you're having on him, and even though they were a little apprehensive at first, they're so glad that carmy has you in his life

okay enough emotional stuff :,)

i know we don't see him read in the show but something in me tells me that he'd love a good library date. he raids the cookbook section, you clear out half of the romance section, and then you'd have a picnic in a park after and read each other's books and swap ideas

carmy dog-ears the pages of the borrowed cookbooks to make note of later. even though you've scolded him a thousand times not to fold the pages, he just can't help but forget, okay? old habits die hard

"look, baby, it's not my intention to hurt the book, okay? i swear. this is just easier than using a bookmark"

his favorite fruits are plums (with the skin on) or granny smith apples (also with the skin on)

would 1000% name a dish after you

keeps his hand in yours or on your thigh while he drives with the other hand

he has to set his alarm at least half an hour before he actually needs to get up so he can hit snooze 3 times

speaking of sleep we all know this poor man barely gets any so on the rare occasion that he does he can be out for hours at a time no joke

when you first started sleeping over at his place more, sometimes it would scare when he woke up and saw you sound asleep next to him because you seemed too good to be real :,)

one time he was teaching you proper knife technique before you were officially together; he put his hand over yours on the knife and even though he looked calm on the outside, he was freaking the FUCK out on the inside but for the life of him he couldn't tell why (it's called a crush carmy look it up)

i know it's hard to imagine carmy having a least favorite food because he is a chef, but idk; i feel like it would be cornbread 😭 something abt it just makes no sense to him. he thought maybe it was because he's had bad cornbread, so he made it for himself once and still didn't like it. who would put corn in bread? what was the reason?!

he always keeps you on the innermost part of the sidewalk whenever you're walking together

this isn't even a headcanon bc we all saw it on the show but 😭 this man's EYE CONTACT. good lord. the best (and worst) part is he isn't even aware of the power it holds on you; he would literally stare at you whenever you would talk and you'd get all flustered and he would just be completely clueless as to why

he LOVES it when you grip onto his arms while you’re fucking and he constantly teases you for being so obsessed with them 👀 any time he feels like skipping a workout he just thinks about that and boom he’s motivated

“you sure you wanna go out to eat? i can just make us somethin’ real quick”

would definitely get a tattoo for you once you guys got serious! something cute and simple (idk much abt tattoos lol); would love it if you had a matching one on you in a place that only he could see 👀

neck kisses are his absolute favorite. especially from behind when he gets to completely bury his face in your neck and kiss it into oblivion

literally ever since i saw carm take those jeans out of the oven my brain has been stuck on the idea that has an odd but endearing obsession with vintage levis lol 😭 one time, after the bear had opened up and completely taken off, he stayed up all night on ebay and scored a vintage type ii trucker jacket after furiously bidding on it for over an hour like a mad man

this man's always using his hands so i can totally picture his fingers doing all sorts of weird things to fidget. absentmindedly drumming his fingers on your thighs, rubbing strands of hair between his thumb and pointer finger-- literally anything to keep his hands occupied

“is this too spicy or no?”

always insists that you don't have to come to the restaurant to help but is secretly over-the-moon when you do. seeing you help with the dishes, or scold richie, or laugh with tina just makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside (and makes him wanna start a family with you oops)

if he sees you he has to give you a full hug. he’s not a side hug kind of guy when it comes you. even if he has to drop what he’s doing in the kitchen and wipe his hands! he always gives you an all-encompassing bear hug and kisses you on the forehead and the lips- it’s his signature greeting :,)

#carmy berzatto #carmy berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto fluff #carmy berzatto imagines #carmy berzatto headcanon #carmen berzatto fluff #carmen berzatto blurb #carmen berzatto headcanon #onestopfanficshop

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lunyxdragon · 1 month

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Dragons Rising Rant

I WAS NOT READY for season 2 part 1

(I'm spoiling pretty much everything below the cut)

This was everything I wanted and more (not to say it doesn't have its issues, but still)

I know some people were grumbling about Lloyd taking Zane's role of being the vision haver but I honestly like how they handled it. Because it feels an awful lot like a PTSD allegory. Like, Arin is literally like "you've been through a lot, maybe it's catching up to you" or smthn like that, the visions showing up at random and inconvenient times during the day, being unavoidable but they can be lived with, panic attacks, so am I the only one seeing this??? This does some interesting things to my Lloyd PTSD headcanons... another thing is the two people that have had visions are the two most likely people to have PTSD imo, so... there's that...

Lloyd verbally acknowledges having panic attacks which caught me so off guard for a show to sell toys to eight year old boys. It wasn't like puss and boots level of panic attacks, definitely not given that much focus, but it was there. Lloyd canonically has panic attacks!!

I know it's a kid's show, but I feel like they could have handled the sleep deprivation a bit better than "Lloyd is falling asleep all the time," like there's so many other ways you could convey that, at least vary it a bit. They hammer this point into the ground and I feel like kids aren't that dense, and would understand it even with half of the random falling asleep replaced with irritability, zoning out, or other stuff like that idk.

I WAS NOT READY for Kai to get sacrificed. When they were talking about human sacrifices I was like "nah ninjago would never go that far, that pretty much confirms that either the sacrifices aren't actually necessary or the forbidden five don't get brought back," then Kai literally gets sent to the backrooms with no way out.

And Bonzle. BONZLE. Need I say more? Wish she had gotten more focus though. The sorceress felt like a d&d oc shoved in last minute though, and her design was so chaotic it was distracting from the show for me. Probably just me though, I like order. She's fun, I just wish they'd either given her an arc or given that focus to Bonzle.

Internally screaming when Nya says "Jay would never forget me" and when Jay showed up. I really hope they give him enough time to shine.

Ras literally runs and catches up to a moving car and knocks out a dragon in a single hit. Bros insane. I guess the blood moon just makes him physically stronger? They didn't really elaborate what the blood moon does to Ras and why. But he's an actually competent villain, which Ninjago is in short supply of.

Cole literally said "Come at me (bro)" to the Administration.

Speaking of Cole, Geo misses him!! I'm way overhyped for this couple, but this is the closest thing we'll get to a canon gay couple in ninjago. Lego doesn't have the balls to actually show them kissing or being a couple, not with their show that gets aired all over the world to sell legos. I'm gonna go rewatch the land of lost things episode from s1 later.

The timeline is even more messed up now though. If Cole only just returned, when were the Mech Pilot shorts supposed to happen? We'll see what the creators say on Twitter lol.

Ending this off on a positive note, the found family is gonna kill me. Arin literally seeing Lloyd and Nya as his parents was gold. Oh man Ras slammed the poor boy around a lot, physically and mentally. Just let both Arin and Sora realize they're not useless. Nahhh the angst is too good.

Is there more? Probably. But I need to do my calculus coursework...

#ninjago #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago spoilers #ninjago dragons rising spoilers #dragons rising spoilers #dr spoilers

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phobia-sweets · 1 year

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Arkhamverse Dork Squad with henchwoman crush in this type of situation?

Rogue: *Accidentally hits S/O in the face*

Rogue : *Trying to decide between saying 'I’m fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'*

Rogue : ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!

Crush: What’s wrong with you?!

I love specific requests /gen. This took quite long to write, bc, i'm also writing smth little for myself too :D This was fun tho

Today's song recommendation is uhhh The shower scene by Ice nine kills (hhh i love psycho so much its my fav movie AA)

ARKHAMVERSE! Riddler, Mad hatter & Scarecrow x reader

Warnings & Notes: Idk anything abt chem equipment, Jervis's part is short lol

RIDDLER

Walking through the sewers your boss called his ‘workshop’, you were bringing in coffee – the man refused to sleep, but him working half-asleep wouldn’t be a good idea, considering all the metal and electricity he was working on an hour ago, when you left. Both your hands full due to the two cups, you simply turned down the doorhandle with your elbow. Pushing the door open with your foot, your face was met with your boss’s fist. You dropped both cups of coffee on the ground, and held your face where he had hit you.

“Are you fucking sorry?!” He exclaimed, wrench in his other hand.

“What is wrong with you?!” You yelled back, looking at him with wide eyes. You could practically see the gears turning in his head, seeing the red mark forming on your face and the no longer hot coffee on the ground. The two of you stood there, waiting for the other one to say, well, anything. Riddler wasn’t one to apologize, so you decided to-

“I’m- Sorry-” His voice faltered, and your mouth hung slightly open at his words.

“Are you sick?” You asked in response, putting your hand against his forehead.

“What are you- Don’t touch!” He took your hand off his forehead.

“You actually apologised! Are you sure you’re okay? Maybe you should rest-”

“I am fine!”

SCARECROW

To be fair, scarecrow had asked for your help in his lab. So, there you were, handing him various chemicals and equipment while he prepared a fresh batch of toxin. You were lost in your thoughts, until you heard a yelp from him, and saw the beaker full of boiling water fall off the hot plate. Before you could move, your face was met with his fist and a bit of hot water, followed by you yelping in pain, and silence. You looked up to see your attacker, and was met with a burlap-covered face. The silence was… uncomfortable, to say the least. He – The scarecrow, was staring back at you.

“Are you fucking sorry?” He asked, much to your surprise. The fuck was that supposed to mean? ‘Are you fucking sorry’ He punched you, not the other way around!

“...Excuse me?” You managed to sputter, looking at him with a look of confusion. Hell, if he decided to gas you for your ‘disrespect’, you’d take it. At least it wouldn’t be another punch in the face. Instead of an answer, the silence continued on. You were about to excuse yourself, but were stopped by his voice.

“Are you all right?” He asked, voice gravelly as usual. You took a few seconds to respond, but nodded.

“Yeah… It just burns a bit, that’s all. You just scared me a bit.” You responded, watching his eyes slightly light up towards the end of your sentence.

“Good. You can have the rest of the day off as an apology. I’ll… continue working.”

MAD HATTER

Jervis was quite easy to surprise. That wasn’t what you had meant to do this time, but you somehow had managed to do just that.

You walked up behind him, carrying various fabrics for his hats. You didn’t realize how quiet you had been, and tapped his shoulder. You were surprised by him yelping, throwing up his arms, one of them hitting you square in your face, making you groan at the sudden pain. Upon hearing it was you, he quickly turned to face you. He took your face in his hands, Worry plastered all over his face.

“Are you sorry!” He blurted out, his hat had fallen to the ground in the moment.

“...What?” You questioned, shocked at his outburst. Considering his confusion at your response, he hadn’t realized what he had said in his worry. You saw his expression turn into one of panic, as the realization set in.

“Oh, I do apologise, I was not very wise!” He apologised, his hands tightening around your face, squishing your cheeks at the same time.

“Jervis, It’s okay, It’s okay, trust me!” You tried to reassure him, but not prying his hands off.

#the riddler x reader #scarecrow x reader #mad hatter x reader #arkhamverse scarecrow x reader #arkhamverse mad hatter x reader #arkhamverse riddler x reader #jervis tetch x reader #jonathan crane x reader #edward nygma x reader #patisilence

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koulakoukoula2003 · 2 years

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hello, hope you're doing well and taking good care of yourself :) I just wanted you to know that I absolutely adore and worship the way you write Stepdad Erwin 🛐

And if you've got the time for this I have a request for Stepdad Erwin where the reader just had a terrible breakup, her and Erwin share a not so very innocent father and daughter bond which goes along the lines of passing flirtatious comments or stuff like that. And now that his sweet daughter is hurt and feels miserable Daddy Erwin decides to comfort her by fucking her real good ♡

If you're comfortable I'd love to see your approach towards this, thank you :)

OMG ANON TYSM YOURE SO SWEET 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 ofc ofc

Pairing: stepfather!Erwin x stepdaughter!reader

Genre: smutty smut, age gap (Erwin is 37, y/n is 20 lmao), stepdad x stepdaughter relationship TW: daddy kink, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, oral f and m receiving, stepcest, dumbification dd/lg uh idk what else lol Taglist: @hopeless-daydream3r @syrma-sensei @nathalunalune @nighttimescribbles @dassmyname @slavanimesimp @shrekisshrimpthesimp @antoxsmith @killerbananas @macyomoiji @teri-yeager IT'S UNEDITED!!

"Honey, I'm going out with the girls, tonight, alright?"

Of course, there was never really a night when Erwin actually fell asleep with his wife beside him. She was always gone and it pissed him off at first, but lately, he had just stopped caring.

Erwin sighed and hung his coat by the coatstand. He had just gotten home after a long day at work and all he wanted to do was rest.

"Is y/n home yet?" Erwin asked. The only reason he hadn't divorced that woman was because of you. You had great potential and he had made sure you were studying in one of the best colleges in the country.

Having your mom marrying another man when you were just fifteen, you didn't really like it at first, but as the time passed, Erwin earned your respect, and eventually your affection. Now, you were twenty years old and you knew better than ever that the only reason you were studying in that college was because Erwin was there to provide for you.

If you were left with just your mom - hell you wouldn't be studying at all. Erwin supported you and when he was in a good mood - he spoiled you, funding your shopping sprees, your outings with your friends, your vacations. It wasn't such a big deal. His purse was always full since he owned a company and fuck you'd be a liar if you said you've never thought about him in the loneliest nights.

Maybe he had picked up on your sounds, coming from your room, late in the night, touching yourself to the very thought of him. He had watched you once. You little minx - you had left your door half-open so that he would see you.

The way you moaned his name when you came all over your fingers - he would never forget it. You slutty little thing.

Of course, his wife was clueless. She was never really home.

"Oh yes," She said. "Just came home from college. Her boyfriend broke up with her so she's a bit of a mess. Just leave her alone for a while." She pecked Erwin's lips before walking out the door. "Bye, honey!"

Erwin frowned. He'd known you had a boyfriend. It had pissed him off as well, but he couldn't really stop you. You'd both known that the awkward looks, the flirtatious conversations, the lusty nights - you both knew that this was wrong. You were his stepdaughter and he was your stepfather. You both had to get it together and never indulge in this.

So, you tried to run from it. You got a boyfriend and he focused on his job. But Erwin was angry anyway.

No man should be allowed to hurt his little girl.

Erwin ignored his wife's instructions, and he headed straight for your room. Your door was closed but he could hear silent little sobs coming from you.

"Y/n?"

You sniffled and wiped your cheeks. "Not now, daddy."

He sighed. His pretty baby was a mess. He walked in anyway and gently approached you. You were lying on your bed, your back facing the door. He walked around to sit by the edge of the bed, facing you. You buried your face in your pillow and a small sob escaped you again.

"Aw, my sweet baby." He caught your chin, urging you to pull your face from your pillow so that he could look at your teary eyes and damp cheeks. You were so fucking beautiful when you cried.

He wrapped his arms around you and he picked you up like you weighed nothing, settling you on his lap. Your knees pressed on the bed on his sides and you sniffled again, wiping the pretty tears off your cheeks with your palm while he tucked your hair behind your ear. Ruined mascara stained your cheeks and he licked his thumb, swiping it away.

"What's his name? Tell daddy and he'll take care of it."

"No! Daddy, it's alright, I'm..." you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, grasping onto his half-open white shirt. "...I'm alright... s' glad you're here..." you buried your face in his neck, drawing in his scent mixed with his expensive cologne. His fingers buried within your hair, petting your head as if you were some beautiful little pet.

"You poor thing. Your first heartbreak. Must be so devastated."

"I am, daddy."

"That's alright, little girl..." he pulled back to look at you, cupping your pretty face "...will you let daddy make you feel better?"

You nodded frantically before he leaned in caught your pretty lips in his own. You sighed contently in the kiss and parted your lips allowing entrance to your mouth. He kissed you soft and sweet letting him taste you and you buried your fingers in his hair. His arms were around you, sneaking beneath your tank top to touch your waist, your hips, your belly, your breasts.

He let go of your lips, pressing soft, wet, open-mouthed kisses on your neck, your chest, your shoulder. He pulled your tank top over your head, revealing your pretty body beneath. Your hips were already thrusting against his crotch. He grabbed your hips, keeping you in place.

"Not yet, baby girl." He planted a bite at the crook of your neck and you gasped, throwing your head back for him.

"Please... please, daddy, I need you... been wanting you for so long..."

"I know, sweetheart, I know..." he unclasped your bra, letting your pretty breasts loose, pulled a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard, watching your shake and shiver while you struggled to take off his shirt. "No." He caught your hands, and trapped them both behind you, at the small of your back with just one of his own. You tried to free them, but he was just too strong "the only one naked in here, will be you, baby girl."'

You whined. "That's unfair!"

He chuckled and finally pulled from her breasts to look up at that cute little pout that spread on your lips. "Do you think that it wasn't unfair of you to be a slutty little thing, touching herself in the nights, moaning my name so damn loud? It was intentional, wasn't it? Leaving your door open... pretty baby, all spread out for daddy to watch."

"No! Daddy, I- I didn't mean to-"

"Ssshh, it's alright, my pretty angel, just let daddy make you feel good, alright?"

You nodded sheepishly. He helped you take off your shorts and your panties, now completely naked, settling back down on your bed, parting your pretty legs for him and fuck your cunt looked fucking divine. Better than what he had imagined.

He stood up of the bed and grabbed your legs, dragging you to the edge of the bed. He knelt down and buried his face between your legs. He closed his lips around your clit, giving it a strong suck and making your head roll back to the mattress. Your hands balled into fists around the sheets of your bed while he eased a thick finger inside your warm, wet walls.

He licked a stripe from your slit to your clit, gathering your sweet arousal on his tongue. He curled his finger inside your cunt, searching for that sensitive spot that he'd use for the rest of the night to coax however many orgasms he wanted out of you.

You let a particularly high-pitched moan when he found it and he smiled devilishly. He pressed his tongue on your twitching clit while he looked up at you. How you had thrown your head back. Beautiful body arched and delicious breasts peaked in attention. And then there were those sounds - those delicious sounds that he had heard before but he had tried so hard to hold himself back.

It was so fucking wrong to do this with his stepdaughter. You were but a little girl in his eyes - a twenty year old inexperienced little princess that he was going to corrupt and turn into a mindless slut who was only made to provide holes for daddy.

"Shit..." Erwin growled sucking harder on your clit and gently easing another finger inside your spasming hole that was now dripping. The second finger came in without any resistance. His cock was forming a tent beneath his pants and if you didn't cum now, he'd skip the prep and just fuck you right then and there.

He licked your juices and he nudged your sweet spot with every rough thrust his fingers made inside you. The sounds were obsecene. Your wet cunt was almost as loud as your moans and whimpers and gasps that turned to tiny little screams as he brought you closer and closer.

"Right there, daddy! Right there, I'm gonna cum!"

He smacked your thigh, leaving an imprint of his hand there, hard enough to make you cry out from the sudden pain that travelled straight to your cunt.

"Cum, baby, be a good girl and cum on daddy's tongue."

You screamed. Your back made an unnatural arch and your legs shook around his head. He pressed a hand to your belly, to keep you pinned on the bed while he fucked his fingers into you, overstimulating you through your orgasm till you were scream and pretty tears were running down your cheeks.

"No! Daddy! S' too much, too much... too much- Ah!"

He slapped your clit roughly a couple of times knocking another orgasm out of you in a row. You could barely breathe. It was too much, you wept, but he let you ride it out, planting kisses on your thighs, while you twitched and trembled and you finally calmed down.

"What a good girl..." he planted a gentle bite on your thigh "...my good, pretty girl... you did so well for me."

He took off his belt and hovered on top of you, sinking his limbs all around you on the bed while he kissed away your tears and you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, burying your fingers in his hair. You caught his lips again, devouring his mouth, trying to get sly and unbutton his shirt while you kept him distracted with your lips.

He pulled back from the kiss and he wrapped your arms, tearing them away from his shirt and pinning them on the bed above your head. You giggled at that look of irritation on his face.

Maybe if you riled him up he'd fuck you hard. That's exactly what you wanted and he was going to give it to you.

"Don't be a bad girl, y/n." He warned. "You don't want to know what happens to bad girls."

"I want to touch you!"

He clicked his tongue. "Not today, babygirl." He caught his belt that he had set aside. "Hands up."

You pouted but still did as asked, letting him fasten his belt around your wrists and after he made sure you'd keep them there, he got up, and grabbed your bound wrists with one arm, dragging you off the bed and on your knees right in front of him.

Your parted your lips like a good girl, sticking your tongue out, waiting for him to stick his cock inside your awaiting mouth. Your mouth watered at the sight of it. Big and beautiful cock, long and girthy, one large vein protruding along the length. Fuck, this man was perfect.

He pressed the leaky tip to your tongue, letting you taste his salty precum before he caught your head and gently thrust his cock inside you mouth. He buried his fingers in your hair and he fucked your mouth. He grunted as the wet warmth of your mouth enveloped his cock. Spit ran down your chin and leaked on the floor, making a mess on his black shoes.

He brought you close enough, burying himself down your throat, making you gag and bury your nose in his underbelly. He grunted before finally releasing you and picking you up, literally throwing you on the bed as if you weighed nothing.

You wrapped your legs around his waist while he positioned himself on your entrance before he thrust in. Your mouth parted in a silent scream and your body arched. You threw your head back while he buried his face in your neck, beginning to lick and kiss and bite.

"Fuck... you're so big, daddy... s' deep..."

"You feel amazing, sweetheart." He caught your lips in his own, settling deep inside you all the way for a moment like he kissed you sweet before he pulled back and settled on his knees.

He settled your legs on his shoulders and he started thrusting.

With a few slow thrust and his thumb on your clit, those pretty moans started to slip from your lips. His cock nudged your spot and you cried out. He groaned as you clenched around him. Your wetness was making a mess on your bed.

But that was alright, daddy would just buy a new set.

His fat cock stretched you over and over, reaching the deepest parts. He groaned. "You're squeezing me so hard, sweetheart..." he leaned down, grabbing your tied hands and forcing them above your head while he pulled out and thrust back in harder this time, knocking you forward. A delicious cry escaping your pretty mouth "...no boy has fucked this cunt the way it deserves to be fucked, hmm?"

"Y- Yes! D- Daddy, please... s' good, fuck..." there was no way you could form a coherent sentence right now.

"It's alright, baby. You're mine now," he buried his face back in your neck, biting down harshly enough to leave a mark. You gasped. He picked up the pace, bullying your spot with his cock. His balls slapped against your ass, heavy and full. He groaned. "Are you going to be a good girl and cum around daddy's cock? Hmm?"

"Fuck, daddy, yes! Yes, please, please... m' so close, s' fuckin' close please..."

His hand snuck between your bodies, rubbing your clit in tense circles whilst he fucked you hard, hitting your cervix and you were a gone.

Your screamed, gushing all over his pumping cock. Your body arched and shook beneath him and he groaned because you squeezed him so fucking tight, he nearly came inside you. He pulled out, cumming all over your heaving stomach.

He let you both to take a moment to catch your breath. He cleaned you up before tucking you to sleep, kissing away your tear-stained cheeks and cupping your face.

"I don't want any other man laying hands on you. Is that understood?"

"Y- Yes, daddy!"

He pressed a kiss on your forehead. "Good girl."

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toomuchracket · 1 year

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I just sent the anon about cute dad!Matty but now it’s got me thinking dirtier things lol, wish I was surprised.

It’s been full on. With the kids. And, while Matty isn’t in an album cycle, he is busy with dirty hit and stuff. I literally have no clue what that man does but he is busy. The affection between you and Matty, has been nice! But not enough. It’s hip squeezes as he brushes past you in the kitchen; a kiss before he leaves the house; him rubbing your tense shoulders, while you’re stood in the doorway of your child’s room, wishing them goodnight; and then it’s exhausted cuddles in bed, with a mutual understanding that you’d both like to have sex but are simply too tired.

But then… one night the kids are staying at their grandparents’ house or somewhere like that. I can’t write smut so this bit is ur job! But I’m thinking quite dominant Matty. He’s in a constant, softly spoken monologue of: “you’ve been working so hard, angel. Yeah? Making sure everyone is okay. But who’s been looking after you? I’m so sorry for neglecting you, my darling. I’m going to make you feel so good. Would you like that? You’re my good girl. Let me take care of you’. And for the first time in weeks you’re truly relaxed and just submissive to whatever is given to you- it is so nice to not think about anything and just feel safe with your husband. You’re mumbling his name and incoherences and he is just like, “that’s okay baby. We don’t need you thinking right now.”.

ok so i'm thinking your daughter's just started school but your son is still too little for nursery, so he's still at home with you throughout the day. and matty's offered to take some time off work but there's a project launching at dirty hit about idk funding music tuition in schools and he's really excited about coordinating it and you think it's great so you insist he goes to work. and for the most part, you're coping quite well with getting the kids ready for the day and keeping on top of everything in the house and your daughter's homework and errands, but it's just so constantly full-on that you're just knackered by the end of the day when matty gets home, and he is too - he gets home, you all have dinner, then it's time to get the kids bathed and to bed, and the two of you are ready to go to sleep not long after. but it's a nightmare because he comes in every day just so happy and passionate about the work he's doing and it's so hot, and yeah all the affection recently has been quick stolen kisses when you can, him cuddling you from behind while you make dinner, the sleepiest makeout sessions known to man before your eyes close at night - you both try to instigate a sexy shower one night, but it just turns into cuddling and you nearly falling asleep on matty standing up. that's the point where he's like ok i need to do something about this, so he arranges for his mum to pick your son up from the house and collect your daughter from school one friday for a weekend at nana's, and he takes a half day at work so he can come home and get you both ready for a little date night - a nice dinner and cocktails, maybe. and he's ADAMANT that you don't lift a finger the whole night, like when you get home he's kissing your neck and just taking his time to undress you and get you all needy for him (which takes about 0.5 seconds let's be real), saying stuff in your ear like "let me take care of you, beautiful, you've done so much for me and our babies recently and i'm so so sorry for not taking care of you, but i'm going to make up for it now, just lie back, yeah that's it, good girl, my perfect girl" and he just lays you on the bed and eats you out for honest to god about an hour, until his jaw aches and you're whimpering. he comes up and kisses you at that point and he's like cooing "i know, baby, i know, just relax, don't think, just let me make you feel good" and then fucks you slowly at first, but he's also so needy for you that it does end up being a really, uh, thorough shag. like, you're just babbling and whining through multiple orgasms and he's just talking you through it all until he finishes too, and you repeat that for two straight days until the kids get home lol <3

#mads answers asks #matty asks #smutty asks #d word matty #literal d word

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jisungsbff01 · 9 months

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Meet Me In Amsterdam | h.hj

...pairing...hyunjin x reader

...w.c...1.9k

...genre...fluff, romance

...warnings...none

...characters...Y/N, Hyunjin, mention of Felix, OC(roommate)

...synopsis...studying abroad has pulled so many people in and out of your life, but there’s one that you want to never leave.

...a/n...Okay, so I think this is going to become a series...might name it The Playlist(?) but idk, we shall see. BUT, this song is very Hyunjin vibes with the hopeless romantic/last love he's spoken about before (me too, bro). But I really hope I can get this one to mirror what's in my brain lol.

As someone with a personality that suited everything from traveling, art, fashion, the simple things in life-you were determined to do all of the above. And boy did you.

You met Hyunjin two and a half years ago while you were studying abroad in Amsterdam. The chance meeting was definitely an awkward one, that's for sure. Your flatmate had a project for one of her classes due the next day and she hadn't even started it. She needed to paint "simple beauty" and chose you as her subject. Your body was stiff and aching from sitting on the bench you were propped on and you were getting a headache from the sun that was finally making a proper appearance. There weren't too many people around, but the ones who passed certainly were staring, and at this point you were uncomfortable. You weren't sure how many times your expensive ass camera nearly slipped off your shoulder.

Threats were occasionally making their way out of your mouth, making it known that if anything happened to the camera you spent years saving up for, your roommate was going to replace it. And she vowed to do so. The sun soon cast golden rays across the scenery in from of you, the river below you glistening almost like a wheat field during the lunch hour.

I think this has been the only enjoyable part of this whole ordeal. You thought to yourself. Your thoughts were interrupted by a man close to your age pointing to the seat next to you, "I'm sorry, is this seat taken?"

He was certainly beautiful, there was no way you were denying that. But, instead of replying you smiled and shook your head. A little too shy around the stranger. He sat and braced his slender arms on the front edge of the bench, "Sorry, but the other benches seemed occupied."

You glanced to the nearest ones and he was not wrong...to a certain extent. The two benches to your right had an elderly couple on one and what seemed to be someone either too drunk to function or someone sleeping on the other. Every bench to the left of you two was overcrowded with birds and frankly, a bunch of bird poop. There was no way you were going to condemn him to any of the options above. The two of you made conversation and you learned he was here on vacation with his best friend, who was still asleep and he was kind enough to try to find the nearest cafe for their breakfast. You had agreed that once your roommate was finished, you would take him to your favorite place. Which, should be soon.

_Present Date_

"Jinnie, if you don't hurry we will be late for the flight." You voiced to your boyfriend. He made all the plans for your birthday weekend and you were only allowed to know two things: what to pack, and the date and time your flight took off.

Everything else was all him.

He all but stumbles out of the bedroom, his ballcap disheveled and he was hopping around trying to put his socks on while he made his way to the living room. You warmly smiled at his flustered state, "You know, for a guy you take longer than me to get ready..."

He settles on the small bench the two of you put by the front door to slip his shoes on and he scrunched his nose and put on a boxy smile, trying to hide his stress of nearly being late.

*cough, cough* (he is always early to events)

"Lovely, you didn't even put makeup on and you woke up earlier than I did, so I have an excuse or two." he chuckles at his 'mastermind' explanation and grabs both suitcases you both had packed and ready by the front door.

In the hallway now surrounding the two of you, you quietly said, "Yes, but I didn't get out of bed until after you did, Baby."

You checked to make sure your apartment door was closed and locked securely before the pair of you made your way to the elevator. Only, you were stopped by bright yellow caution tape and an 'out of order' sign. Sharing a look of sass and slight irritation from the inconvenience, you followed him to the edge of the staircase. You took your suitcase from his hands and you made your way down the steps....eight floors to go...

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Luckily enough, Hyunjin told you the wrong time and you arrived fifteen minutes earlier. Boarding the plane was no issue, still not having any idea where you were headed-thanks to Hyunjin putting earbuds in your ears and you swore to him that you were not going to look at the destination. The amount of trust you two put into one another was on another level. You trusted him to take you on a romantic getaway and not murder you. And the trust he put in you to...not look at the signs. Yeah, those levels of trust were right up there next to one another.

You fell asleep not long after take-off and didn't wake until you felt Hyunjin shaking you, letting you know that people were getting ready to get off.

Your eyes followed the slow, but sure, line that was making its way off the plane, you and Hyunjin following once it was your turn. Going through the usual process of finding your luggage- you soon realized where you were. Why the airport looked a tad bit familiar.

Amsterdam.

He took you back to Amsterdam...the city where you two first met. You looked up at his slender figure, slightly tearing up. He knew how much you longed to go back. Your roommate decided it was a city she just couldn't get enough of the area and moved in with a permanent residence. The two of you kept in frequent touch, but with the time difference between Seoul and Amsterdam...it could prove to be difficult.

He didn't stop walking until you grasped his wrist to turn and embrace him. His large hands found their places on the back of your head and your waist, pulling you as close as possible, "Happy Birthday Weekend, Y/N, I hope I can give you what you deserve."

"Jinnie, you've already done enough, any more and it might be a little too much." You laugh lightly, causing a small side smile to appear on his gorgeous face.

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He had the idea of stopping by the hotel and washing up before doing any other activities he planned. Obviously, you needed to freshen up and apply just a little bit of makeup. After about an hour, you were back in the streets you spent almost three years in.

He brought you up the an extremely familiar corner cafe and the two of you sat and just talked. You spoke about the many memories you had in the year you two dated long-distance before moving back to Seoul once you graduated. You came to the conclusion that if the two of you could conquer a year with the time difference you two had, you could conquer practically anything as long as you had one another.

'You're my first and last' he once said and you simply echoed that phrase back to him. And you meant it. You never wanted anyone other than him, you lived and breathed him. You were never one to be sappy or much of a romantic, but he unlocked that entire side of you. Yes, you wanted to experience the art, love, romance, and all the little things in the world...but you didn't need it, you didn't crave it the way you do now. You wanted him in the most innocent way possible, and he was more than willing to give you that part of him, and more of course. He was going to be your last and you truly hoped he knew and comprehended that.

Once the two of you left the cafe, you followed the path to the river and right to the bench where you met. Your lips lifted in a nostalgic smile, missing the day you two met- but so proud and happy where you were now. He pulled you down to sit, but his hips never met the bench. Instead, his knee touched the ground as he still held your hand. Soon, he began speaking before you knew what exactly was happening.

Your heart began accelerating in understanding as to what was happening right now and you clasped your hand over your mouth," Y/N, I have never met someone so perfect for me until I met you right here. Although the circumstances at the time were anything but traditional or romantic, I think the last two years have proven to be everything that one day should've been. There is no other person I could ever spend the rest of my life with. No one I could ever ask to be my last unless it was you. You are everything I could ever hope or pray for and I hope you will have me. Y/N will you do me the very special honor of having your hand in marriage?"

Of course, you had to let him finish his speech before replying with a watery, "Yes. You are my last."

He let a small sigh of relief slip before embracing you in a kiss so tender and so sweet it took the breath out of your lungs. Pulling away only once you heard cheering not too far to the right of you and you see your ex-roommate holding a camera and a large gift bag. You gasped and ran to her, pulling her into a hug. "It's been so long! How did you know we were here? I didn't even know!"

She pulled away with a sure smirk and looked just over your shoulder and to your now fiance," He found me on Instagram and set it all up, he's been planning this for a few months now."

You blush slightly at the statement as she lightly shoves the gift bag to you, "As an early engagement gift, the first of many because this ship is gonna forever sail."

You open it slowly and pull out a large canvas to see what she had once worked so hard on. On the canvas was painted the scenery around you and you and Hyunjin sitting close enough to where your shoulders touch. She added him into the painting...the painting she was assigned well over a year ago and she still had it. Tears gloss over your eyes, but you refuse to let them fall as you whisper her name, "I can't accept this. You worked so hard on it, hell I don't even know what grade you got on it. Did you ever turn it in?!"

She stops you before you have a chance to take a breath and continue, "Y/N I knew the moment this dork sat down that you two were going to get married eventually just asked for the piece once she was done with the grading. She actually told me my piece was one of the only ones to follow the instructions properly and the only one to get an 'A'. It's a gift for you two, it would be more insulting for you to give it back."

She hugs you once more and kisses your temple before letting the two of you go with a 'congrats, newly engaged couple.'

Maybe meeting him in Amsterdam was one of the best things to ever happen to you. But one thing's for sure...

He would always be by your side and you would always be by his.

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felixstudios · 8 months

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What are your headcanons on some of the manager's cheats and how they do them? like prethinker and his castling jump. i personally believe he just concentrates to an almost painful degree.

Random Corporate Clash Headcanons, How They Do Their Cheats Edition

Wrote this half asleep so I hope it makes sense

Duck Shuffler

🎰He... rolls his slots? It's self explanatory lol he just pulls the lever

Prethinker

🧠I feel like this guy has either set up invisible wires to make it look like he's jumping really high or he gave himself a jet pack

🧠Definitely think hard about where he should go

Derrick Man

🛢️He just... makes oil? LOL

Deep Diver

🫧Look I don't know how he's diving under the wood okay?

🫧My best guess is there's like a river or ocean all around Barnacle Boatyard and she's actually just running over there and diving in the water constantly but because of gameplay restraints, that can't really be shown

Rainmaker

⛈️I think her hair is what gives her the weather powers NGL

⛈️Like her hair is magical I guess? And she just controls the weather at will after that lol IDK what else to say here

Land Acquisition Architect

🚦This man's cheat has concerned me for a while because ink is kinda like... Toon blood... So uhhhhhh..... Yeah I dunno it's just very strange

🚦I think the best answer is either he has magic powers for draining ink or he's got some medical equipment to remove some

Gatekeeper

⚔️I feel like she actually wears a full suit of armor, either over her clothes and the game can't/won't show that or they're under

⚔️Either way, this girl's wearing full armor in my head so the beefy defense makes sense

⚔️Her unluring Cogs is probably just her perfectionism showing itself lol

Witch Hunter

🔱He has magic powers without a doubt

🔱The bewitchment stuff? Just witchcraft

🔱Fire powers? I don't know why he has these but also magic

🔱Hive mind? He's using magic again and/or he's just REALLY good at convincing Cogs to join the mob

Public Relations Representative

🧱Glower power is just the dagger flying around him. How's it doing that? Magic, I say

Bellringer

🔔I like to imagine he's so obnoxiously annoying that other Cogs just. Stop wanting to deal with him

🔔Haven't actually done a 1.4 Bellringer still so I can't really comment any further

Multislacker

🥪Zero task: He just has... a LOT of sandwiches. A lot.

🥪Hyper task: Hitting him just motivates him to hit you and do it really fast {since the animation gives him the effect that looks fast}

🥪Wasteful management: He probably calls his dad and tells him to bring Cogs over

🥪Lunch break: Either calls the Foremen directly to ask him to cover his 30 or calls his dad who calls the Foremen

Mouthpiece

☎️Look I know nothing about 1.4 Mouthpiece okay I cannot comment on this

Major Player

🎹He just... runs his show? IDK it seems pretty straightforward to me lol

Firestarter

🔥He's a man made of fire with fire powers... I don't think anyone is wondering how he does his cheats?

Plutocrat

🌑He probably has a remote to control all the stuff in his room like the temperature drops

🌑For deep freeze, I feel like that's just him showering the Toons with snow and ice so they get REALLY cold. Like, colder than they were before to the point their cartoon physics slow them down significantly

Treekiller

🪵I genuinely feel like he's cutting down trees in the middle of the fight and using the fresh lumber to attack LOL

🪵For peeling the bark... uh......... Yeah I don't know

Chainsaw Consultant

🪚RPM meter answers all your questions

🪚IDK he just does the cheats? Like normal attacks?

Featherbedder

💤Handing out melatonin maybe?

💤The rest I THINK is self explanatory? I'm not too familiar with their fight since I've only done it maybe 5 times

Pacesetter

👟He goes fast

👟Gotta go fast

👟Content sync is him shaking everyone's gag pouches

👟Moving goalposts is just him making up imaginary rules for you to get upset over because haha funny

#toontown #ttcc #corporate clash #toontown corporate clash #ttcc headcanons #headcanon

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sweetdreamspootypie · 21 days

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🙃

I'm flying out tomorrow

Had a good night tonight

But

Vent / processing / just capturing some of the stuff I've been thinking about

It's so strange how different my worldview is because I'm a Covid nurse

Or maybe everyone else is insane

Who is to say

TW car accident, child injury

Managed to go see the last set of cousins tonight

My aunt was like

" oh yeah last few days I've been really sick

Had a really bad flu

Still coughing actually

But we don't believe in taking to our beds for just a flu lol"

And my cousin mentioned she doesn't know when the last time she took a RAT test was. Didn't even recognize the name. Said "oh yeah that's kind of outdated"

And NOBODY I've talked to has even been aware that there are still Covid booster vaccines happening and relevant?

They only ever had the initial course of 3 or 4 and then stopped? Didn't even know that further boosters are a thing at all?

and cousin told me that you don't take time off work for Covid here because it's not considered life threatening anymore

What the fuck is wrong with england

Why would you invite guests over if you actively have the flu?

Fuck man

Like it was actually a pretty good evening and it will probably be fine

But it's just so weird seeing the increasing divide in basic values

Like yeah I value hard work and discipline and etc etc and I want to get better at it

But how do these people value self care so little?

Idk I'm just hyper aware of it as well bc of my family's thing with chronic fatigue syndrome and how precarious wellbeing is

But also stuff like

Hard work is "being responsible" because idk doing your part at work on the project or whatever

But in my line of work

If I don't rest

If I don't eat or take my breaks or I haven't been sleeping well or burn out

Then I cannot provide the healthcare to others that is needed

I've got such vivid visceral memories of standing there as I'm realizing I need to hit the medical emergency big red button, at times when I'm over tired and not feeling my best self

Feeling my words and thoughts running like treacle and just being so aware of oh shit I'm not actually up for being responsible for this right now actually

And when I'm in that state and the adrenaline hits, it just makes it worse

I can feel my heart pounding in my ears and my dehydration headache and having to muster ok I have to be reassuring and communicative and make sure I'm dexterous enough to manage a complex situation

And if I can't manage it, people get hurt

And there's a very real risk that someone gets closer to death than they needed to, or would have if I had been on the ball and my best self

The other day, on Monday

I had a coffee at 12 noon

It was a really nice rich mocha from a chocolate specialist

I'm not accustomed to caffeine any more these days, so I was awake until 4am Monday night

On Tuesday night, despite being tired, I was also awake til 3am because of the disturbance to my sleep schedule it caused

On Wednesday, I was feeling gross from the sleep disturbance. I went to my room and tried to take an afternoon nap

At 4pm on Wednesday, there was a car accident outside of our house. A car hit a 3 year old child crossing the road with his mother.

My dad came to get me because I'm a nurse and that's my job.

When he came in I was in a groggy half asleep haze

I had my shoes on and was out the door but was still carrying a head of groggy haze

The kid was fine

Someone else was checking him out, asking all the right questions

And within a couple of minutes an ambulance arrived, and got to do a further assessment

It looked like the child had a bit of a bumped knee, probably from where he fell, but was otherwise just fine

Mum with him was being a champion at visibly keeping it together until tonight after the kids are put to bed, when she'll fall apart

I was able to be there to see that it was under control and looked on until the ambulance arrived

But I was so aware that I wouldn't able to clearly speak. Wouldn't be able to project calming competence with even just the simple fact of introducing myself as a health worker available if needed

Everything was fine

But if it hadn't been

I would not have been able to fulfil my role

Because I hadn't taken proper care of myself

I'm going to remember my guilt over one badly planned coffee I had on Monday, for years

Because my job is to be the one who knows how to make it alright when everything is wrong

Why the fuck can't other people do the simple things like isolate if sick

And not expose illness to people going back to the home of their 89 year old grandmother

I don't want to live to work

I want to live well

And wellness and happiness are important values and resources

And not contradictory with working hard to make progress on goals

People need to learn to rest

I didn't realize how bad it was

#My posts #My life #Vent #Plagueblogging #Processing #Using Tumblr as a diary #It would be fine but bc I'm already feeling ick from the sleep loss #I don't know #I have been helpful with Dadi's foot wound though #Which feels good #Just being able to be an educated opinion #Tw car accident #Cw child injury #Kid is fine

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cheemken · 8 months

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Glad you enjoyed the angst

Anyways,

I imagine the champions get bullied by their Pokémon sometimes

Like Hau bought a Malasada for himself but Decidueye keeps bothering him for some, and Hau is refusing to give him a piece cause, he’s a big bird, a piece isn’t big enough and Hau wants some for himself. So Decidueye does the only logical thing, and spirit shackles Hau to the his chair and walks away with the half eaten Malasada

Even Diantha and Gardevoir being pissed at each other all day for some reason. So when Diantha finally got home from a long day at the Kalos League, Gardevoir gets out her pokeball and just fucking, teleports both her and Diantha back to the League and then teleports herself back home. Leaving Diantha alone

Or imagine if Cynthia is letting her Pokémon run around in the snow and when it’s time to go home they all go into their pokeballs except for Lucario. And like the dog Pokémon it is, starts barking and runs off further in the distance. Completely ignoring Cynthia and making her chase him through the snow

Steven may be rich and definitely bought everything his Pokémon could need and more. But imagine how many bed frames Steven had to buy in his lifetime cause Metagross, despite having a custom made bed made for his size, decided Stevens bed was the best one to sleep on. Bro never moves despite how much Steven pleads with him

And I know for a fact Iris’ Lapras had used sing on her to put her to sleep, so she and the rest of Iris’ Pokémon could raid the snack cupboard. Girly really just told the other Pokémon to leave the room, put Iris to sleep, and then called them back in. Druddigon at least had the decency to carry Iris to her bed

The fucking whiplash from angst to this lmfaoooo😭🤣

But anyways

My guy, Diantha's bit would be my villain origin story I shit you not💀 if my pkmn did that to me I'll start summoning Giratina lmaooo

Lapras tho😭😭 homegirl really just put their trainer to sleep to get snacks what an icon🤣 bet tho she and Haxorus would conspire together, like Haxorus not only making Iris real ass tired during their training, but also telling Lapras to sing during training too so Iris would be drowsy and the others could slowly make their way back to the kitchen to get all the snacks, next thing they know Iris is fast asleep face first on the ground lol

Pfft Hau's and Iris' mons teaming up, Lapras just sings both of them to sleep while the other mons get all their snacks hahaha

Imagine Cynthia just having a leash for Lucario now tho, but that still wasn't enough imagine that doggo still running through the snow dragging Cynthia with him, and Cynthia's there like holding on tight to the leash, just fucking vibing as her body gets dragged through the snow. I'm p fckin sure homegirl ate like, a ton of snow at this point chdmdb hahaha then again w all the ice cream this mfer eats I'm sure she's immune to brain freezes

Imagine w the others tho😭🤣 imagine Charizard having so fed up with Leon not knowing where to go he legit refused to fly Leon anywhere until he finds someone who actually knows where they're going. Like, Leon already seated at Charizard's back but Zard just fucking refuses and lies on top of him, huffing out and staying like that until Leon calls in Sonia or Raihan

W Lance tho, imagine Dragonite wearing Lance's cape bcmdnd idk I always found this cute, cause in my pmd au Lance as a Dragonite kept his cape hahah but like, Dragonite also impersonating Lance when he's wearing the cape tho, it keeps kids entertained hahaha

Milotic and Wallace man I'm sure for a damn fact that fish would roll around the mud to spite Wallace, I just know it, just staring right at Wallace as she rolls around the dirt, if she feels even more petty, she'd throw mud at Wallace too lmfao

Kingambit would poke holes on Geeta's clothes fr, like at the back of her coat or smth, she won't even notice, no one even tells her😭 the kids see this slash across the back of her coat once, Nemona was abt to tell her, Penny shut her up saying let Geeta figure out by herself. Geeta did not in fact figure it out by herself. One of the Gym Leaders finally told her when Geeta was starting to question why people were looking at her weird hahaha

#thats fun tho hahaha #the mons are just silly #just babey beans #deci and iris' team especially these mfers are icons lmfao #cant get over lapras fr homegirl knows what shes doing🤣#pokemon champions #pokemon hcs #an ask and an answer #jerseyk112

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Alright I finally got done with work my goodness it was long but u said I can still participate in the event so here I am 😁 I don't rlly know what type of stuff to write in these match up esk requests but here I go ig-♡

So I'm a 16 yr old dual college/ high-school student hoping to be a forensic pathologist so I'm doing a pre med chemistry work at a community College in my city while attending in person half in half college and high-school I work part time at a game stop [very fun btw would recommend] I am 5'4 I have red hair and blue eyes I love reading I compete in battle of the books club for my high school I also if not more love video games [why I work at gamestop] I dress in a goth style tho my room is mostly pink lol I love doodling my school work is covered in it

My ideal date would prob be cuddling and watching cheesey movies or playing our childhood video games together while remembering how we played when we were younger -♡idk if I needed to write more or not lol my bad if I did 😅

notes 💌: hello love!! you are one hard working girl!! im so glad you had time to send this in after all of your work. thank you for all of your support in my time of being on tumblr it seriously means the world to me <3 i hope you have a lovely valentine's day and I know you will love who i matched you with!

THE CHARACTER CUPID CHOOSES FOR YOU THIS VALENTINE’S DAY IS…

KAKYOIN!!

we all knew i was going to say this lol

like after reading your matchup, no wonder you request him all the time!!!

you two fit together so well omg

this man would support you 100% in everything you do

he thinks that it is fantastic that you work so hard for what you want

but he will make sure you dont overwork yourself

he will make sure breaks are taken and that you are healthy as can be

your happiness is his happiness, so he wants to make sure you stay with a huge smile on your face <3

give him discounts on video games

he will always visit you at work because god knows he is there to buy more games

you also give him insight on new games coming out and all that

you have the best video games knowledge for him and he loves you even more for that

read to him

or read with him

he loves reading the same books as you because he wants to see what you are reading

he loves your goth aesthetic

like he's obsessed with it

he just has a goofy smile on his face whenever he sees you all dressed up

doodle in his notebooks too

he thinks it's cute

he ADORES your room

that pink room is just everything to him

it's just so cozy and cute <3

💌 HOW WOULD HE ASK YOU TO BE HIS VALENTINE??

he would write you a cute note and get you your favorite flower and snacks. it would just say "do you want to be my valentine? <3" and then i think he would ask you with words too :)

💌 VALENTINE’S DAY DATE

Kakyoin had brought snacks and a smile on his face when he walked into your lively room with pink covering the walls. He had helped you set up some old consoles of yours from when you were a kid so you two could spend valentine's together just playing old video games and reminiscing on the good times. You smiled and gave him a quick hug before setting up the snacks in front of you and loading up nastolgia. You just played old video games for a couple of hours, laughing at your childhood self who couldn't pass the levels that you were now passing with ease. Kakyoin got turns too, where he would just talk about remembering when that game came out for the first time and how he waited in line just to get his hands on it. It felt like you had played every game by the time your thumbs were exhausted. You took a breath and curled up in Kakyoin's arms, seeing the sun set through your blinds. "That was fun," you said, pressing your cheek to his chest. "That was fun." Kakyoin said back, squeezing you closer and pressing a kiss to your forehead. "What now?" You asked, walking over to open up the blinds and let the golden sun pour into the room. "We could just watch cheesy movies until you fall asleep." "Best Valentine's Day ever." You smiled, running into Kakyoin's arms for the entire night. <3

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