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skybristle · 5 months
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BENDING HORIZONS IS DONE!
my local group is done!!! short descriptions r below cut!!!! im so so excited guys omg. please ask abt them [also pls rb this took ages and im rlly proud of them!] toyhouse link here that also has full individual images!!! point out ur faves! im so excited to present them to you all [please like them please like them please l- /lh]
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without further ado, here we go! in seniority [and image] order
Plunging Flows of Ash [PFA] - he/him [woman!!] He’s definitely winning his senior of the cycle award! He’s been pretty depressed and poorly functioning from the jump, but would often rely on his partner, Sparks, for help and support. When she’s in her darkest hour, and his privileges as senior are needed, he consistently fails to deliver despite her constant aid in return… and after the mass ascension, he just falls off the face of the earth, sleeping through his own depression even as his dysfunctional group desperately needs him. The catalyst for everything- as he fractured his group in two with his actions and fails to rise to their needs, and he has a chronic inability to accept his own wrongdoings and the fact things have changed. Associated Slugcat: The Colorburst Countless Swirling Sparks [CSS] - she/any Well known among iterators for her many, many methods of iteration and other inventions, Sparks was built with an unusually large [and haphazard] structure that she uses to its full advantage. Always with countless screens pulled up around her, always on some project, eating up her own escapism. She was failed by her creators long ago, but is so desperate to see her fellow iterators happy she keeps pushing on. In lieu of Ash, she has risen to a faux senior status - though lacking any powers to enforce her position. Only about half of the group [Ochre, Chimes, and Aurora] answer to her with any respect of authority- she has not been able to reach the others. Her resentment for her situation with her former lover is festering, and may explode violently once things go awry… Associated Slugcat: The Brainiac
Erupting Maw [EM] - she/her She’s fucking crazy!!! Worshiped as a god by her colony, she has not coped with their loss well. Originally seeking to replace the void left by their departure, she created purposed organisms to inhabit her city and later her can… but watching them rip eachother apart was simply so much more cathartic. She has full control! Her ego and disdain for other iterators as lowly in comparison only grows. Over the cycles, her can has become notorious for having some of the most deadly creatures. She’s an expert of bioengineering… but is the danger in seeking her aid worth it? Associated Slugcat: The Gladiator
Budding Ochre Opportunities [BOO] - she/flor Based on solarpunk aesthetics, flors city and can truly is a delight! With a colony full of roof gardens and brilliant colors, she herself has taken to turning her puppet chamber into a garden. Kind and compassionate, though cutting and assertive, she has made peace with her situation as an iterator and is just trying to live a good life. As flor adds to flors collection, she doesn’t consider any of it may posit a danger to her structure. But she would be at peace with that, too, if it were to occur. The only question is if those who care about her, such as her dearest Chimes, would be. Associated Slugcat: The Recon
Resonant Chimes [RC] - he/him He’s really just chilling, hanging out. No secret problems here, no deep-seated depression over the loss of his colony that he hangs onto, no karma flowers being poured into his puppet coolant just to feel something, none of that! Collecting music, friends with slugcats and scavs alike, having a good time. He’s surprisingly intelligent and has his morals more sorted than just about anyone here, but he’s held back by general apathy and his losses. Maybe, so many cycles detached from their creators, he won’t have to worry about losing anyone again. As long as he drinks the tea, he doesn’t have to think about it, and can pull himself closer to those below who left him. Associated Slugcat: The Gardener
Reaching for Caged Starlight [RCS] - she/it/ast Frustrated endlessly, as most iterators are, by being locked in a box, she’s determined to put an end to this. Not by ascension, though. She’s determined to free them from their cans- allow an escape from this maze. Ast wants to remove the puppet from the umbilical, in a manner where they don’t lose themself completely. Much easier said than done! Its undoing, however, is its cautious and methodical nature. She is too light on her feet to simply dare and cut the wire, let alone having the experience to snap the mechanical arm entrapping her. But, she has all the time in the world, and she will one day see the stars they made her mocking name after. They’ll all see. Ast will get there, by any cost necessary, even if her fellow iterators are disposable to this goal. Associated Slugcat: The Seamstress
A Glittering Aurora [AGA] - she/he Need some gossip? He’s your guy, all right! She burns her endless time away on global chats, basking in the amusement and the knowledge. A bit of a nuisance to her own local group, as she simply can not keep a secret, but… what happens when technology degrades, the message board is silent, he no longer can block out his circumstances,,, and the drama reaches a bit too close to home? Associated Slugcat: The Copycat Wandering Whispers [WW] - they/them A very quiet, lonely iterator, Whispers strays to themself. Only allowed to speak to their fellow iterators for shipments, or, occasionally, their senior for guidance, there were few connections for them besides to the one who vanished off the face of the earth. With their personality thoroughly destroyed by the iron fist of their colony, they simply… quietly observe. But they may hear something they’re not supposed to, and, desperate for a replacement for their mentor, lead themself astray. The road to hell is paved with good intentions, and they will glimpse the void in the end and take the plunge. Associated Slugcat: The Mercy
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hella1975 · 1 year
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nothing funnier than when a piece of media is full of supernatural powers/weapons and there's just one character with a fucking gun
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alexis said morally gray yan!gojo and now my brain is . Poisoned
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merrysithmas · 9 months
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*steps on paramount+'s throat*
give me canon pan/bi jim kirk in a believable nonchalant manner which does credit to his character and does not make it an awkward statement for Modern Social Points, but merely an unfettered part of the existing narrative that is both directly and indirectly woven in without being forced
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gifti3 · 7 months
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Can mc pick their wand?
And can it be a random object?
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lepidopteragirl · 10 months
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the thing about me is that is perhaps a red flag is that i think the concepts of soulmate aus are so much fun but litterally every fic about it sucks incredibly
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flovverworks · 6 months
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CHLOE BDAY HIP HIP HURRAY
#stardust speaking !#saw the preview with chloes lines. oh hes so endearing#im highly in the 'thats akiras lil bro' corner but congrats to the chloe fans#(thinks of lennox bday card with the whole 'the one who wins can ask the loser to do something' ->akira asks leno to bend down#so they can PAT HIM ON THE HEAD......................ure so tall so it probably doessnt happen often right.....#......#????????#lenoaki is so tender it makes my head spin#<-person who cried during lennox chara story so is biased#shakes everyone listen the wizard are ssooooo important to akira and for akiras development and building selfconfidence and selflove this#is why i will nvr ever shut up about them here cuz they have such a massive role- <-just likes them a lot#T_^#okay anyway i actually wrote a lil thing for myself today HURRAY ive been in a more. oh i can do things. mood lately#theres a selfindulgent thing i wanna write a lil bit off but aside from that i wanna. do something here#inb4 itll be a tiny teeny thing ive been thinking about lately before tackling 2 para+ stuff. WE WILL SEE eventually#not tonite for sure i am zzzzzzzzz#but i missed writing tiny things for myself so im gonna try to keep at this.#one day ill do that for akira things too. i need to write down my silly postmhyk aus and my silly dramatic modern aus for me myself and i#i dont talk about it a lot here cuz its embarrassing but wizards in akiras world is always a funny concept to me#5ever thinking about INTERNET IS SUGOI figaro from that one figaaki comic#actually that one where figaro memorized akiras name when its written makes me dizzy I WANNA TALK ABOUT STUFF LIKE THAT AGAIN.....#T_T akira learning how to write the wizards names. yknow. at least. since they cant read the language at all#okay its way past my bedtime#i cant get into akira & their language at this hour itll be too much#tldr while i think its difficult for akira to rly pick it up (cuz they understand everything they say!??!?!??!?!)#recognizing words u see commonly....................happens..........+ akira making an effort to learn certain words
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starsandthorn · 9 months
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feeling so fucking normal about kaeya's hangout. btw
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donghuamuqing · 2 years
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Absolutely devastating for will. Just in general
#my post#i tried three separate times to make this post have the emotion i wanted but i couldnt do it its too much#this is about s3 specifically and about no matter how quickly mike tried to apologize and lucas did apologize#they still made fun of him#made fun lf him for something they could mever understand#how will feels like time is running through him and how suddenly hes older but he doesnt feel like it#time is a rushing river that get faster and harsher and wills desperately trying to dam it up with twigs and sticks but they snap and break#and bend#and he just wants fo play with his friends#he wants to go back to being 10 11 12 when the world wasnt trying to hurt him and hes dressing up in a silly gown that his mom probably made#trying to make his friends laugh too because he knows theyre upset but also really wants to just hang out and have fun#as someome whos also scared they arent growing up the same way as their friends i cant stand thinking about that moment in s3 because#the thought of my friends laugjing at me for anything is enough to make me tear up#i also feel left behind especially when my roommates both have thei boyfriends over and are hanging out and i can hear them laughing#and talking and im just here in my room.#thats it im just here in my room and im alone and i dont know what to do about it#just absolutely devasting to be will i cant think about him or ill start crying!!!#WILL BYERS RHE MOST CHARACTER EVER. ACTUALLY#sorry this turned into mostly about myself but projecting is so easy when the show basically does it for you#really hope the winter depression doesnt hit this season but i also said that last time and that was about the worst ive ever felt. lol#diary time diary time!!!!
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skybristle · 4 days
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sorry this popped into my head and made me laugh and look crazy in public i had to execute upon it
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proonv · 4 months
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ughhh my WIPs always end up with a clear favorite character its. frustrating
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theearnestonion · 1 year
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rant in the tags time. its angry and there's caps and swears and discusses.. ableism, I guess?? so beware and all that.
#neurodivegents please never fucking let the world gaslight you into believing you're not making an effort#you are constantly bending to accommodate a world not built for you#and people will have the fucking audacity to say 'you aren't trying. you aren't reaching. accommodate me'#whilst not budging an inch to accommodate you.#you should not have to thank people for making a bare-minimum effort. you are making efforts all the damn time.#the unjust man says 'meet me in the middle'. you step forward. he steps back. the unjust man says 'meet me in the middle.'#don't let people do that to you!!!#you are not wrong!!! there is no 'should'!!! 'normal' is a fiction used to enforce conformity!!! feelings do not have morals!!!#my one friend should not have to thank me for trying not to expect feelings from him he doesn't have.#my other friend should not have to thank me for messaging to assure her that I'm not ignoring her when she's feeling anxious.#my other other friend shouldnt have to mask so much he seems apologetic if he looks sad or neutral or doesn't wanna talk.#I'm tired!!! and angry!!!!!!!#I spent my whole damn life think I just wasn't TRYING hard enough to FOCUS and it ATE my FUCKING CHILDHOOD#YOU ARE TRYING. YOU ARE TRYING HARDER THAN ANYONE SHOULD EVER FUCKING HAVE TO TO CONFORM#THERE IS NO MUTUAL REACHING HAPPENING. THEY DON'T WNAT YOU TO MEET THEM IN THE MIDDLE. THE JUST WANT YOU TO BE FUCKING NEUROTYPICAL.#they just want ur mental illness or neurodivergence or personality disorder or disability to disappear so they can remain in comfort#they don't give a fuck about neutral ground because they are convinced that they ARE on neutral groung#that they are the norm that others must conform to. and we are left standing in the gap. far from home & grasping to reach an understanding#and the neurotypical says ''*scoff* why are you all the way over there?''#''can't you take a couple steps toward us to accommodate us? god. selfish. lazy.''#''meet me in the middle''#IT'S. A. LIE. don't let them make you feel crazy & doubt that you know.#that you are trying. and you don't have to weep and wash their feet with your hair when they do the same#I'm not saying never try to mitigate your differences with others. what I am saying is. don't let people devalue your efforts
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comradekatara · 6 days
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no because it actually is so funny how sokka is unrealistically smart like just. inhumanly intelligent so they had to counteract that by nerfing him in one million different ways. no he can’t bend no his sister never listens to him no he isn’t charismatic or convincing yes he has one million different mental illnesses. every single mental illness known to man, in fact. and that somehow balances out the fact that he is a genius the likes of which the world may see like. once in a century. because does it even matter if he just keeps taking L after L and is so fucking miserable and constantly self-sabotages due to being too insane and neurotic to even function half the time and his highest aspiration in life is literally to be murdered. no, seriously, does it??? incidentally, this it is also the central tension of a little show called . “malcolm in the mildle.”
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pascals-doll · 2 months
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bed of roses
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ellie williams x reader
🫧 continuation of candy | u dont have to read it since this can be a story on its own!
🫧 TYSM FOR ALL THE LOVE ON THE VDAY SPECIAL 🥹 i hope you cuties enjoy pt 2!!
🫧 thinking about ellie’s strap all day 🥲
🫧 description: smut smut smut, very cute surprise at the end!, valentines day surprise, dom!ellie, sub!reader, reader gets fingered on stairs, fingering (both receiving), strapon!sex (reader recieving), ‘p’ in v sex, panty sniffing (ellie), body worship (reader receiving), power dynamic, back scratching (ellie receiving), finger sucking/gagging, no use of y/n, use of pet names (pretty mama, mama, doll, pretty doll, and babydoll),
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“augh-god! ellie” you moaned out, your hand going to grip the stair-railing as you swore you started seeing clouds.
after completely devouring ellie on the staircase, you guys calmed down momentarily.
catching each other’s breath, sharing soft kisses as ellie tells you how much she loves you.
until she began to kiss your neck which eventually lead to her sucking all over both of your tits as her fingers fuck you relentlessly.
“the prettiest tits in this entire world” ellie utters against one of your tits as the other is messily palmed by ellies hand.
“ellie s’good-augh fuck m’gonna cum!” your moans got louder as the forming of your words got sloppy, not being able to comprehend shit in your fucked-out mind.
“oh the night is just gettin’ started mama” she pulls away from your nipple, smirking at you like she was hell’s #1 sinner.
your mouth goes agape, eyes squeezing shut as your feel ellies fingers fuck you through your orgasm.
ellie’s fingers curling into your pussy causing your back to arch within her lap.
“good mama, thats it. cum all over my fingers” she encourages you, slightly moving your hips along with the movement of her fingers.
ellie craddled you as your orgasm melts you into her embrace, legs completely limp in her lap.
ellie planted the softest kisses on your face and forehead “dont get tired yet, babydoll” she whispers in your ear as she runs her hands through your hair.
once you felt yourself coming back into reality, you lifted your head up from in-between her shoulder “we-we should pick up your poor teddy bear” you state weakly, giving her a soft grin.
“yes, ill get it mama” ellie returns your smile, chuckling sweetly.
ellie helped you up, giving your ass a squeeze through your mini skirt “perfect lil’ass” she states playfully, licking her lips.
“shut up and tell me you love the bear” you tell her, just wanting her to come close to you; missing her warmth.
she continues to walk over to you, stepping up the couple steps of the staircase before you meeting you halfway on them.
she bends down to pick up your bra, not caring much for you shirt.
“i-” ellie begins before stopping to plant kisses all over your face and neck, once again but this time she crouches down slightly; scooping you up.
“fucking love the bear” as she completely takes you into her arms.
you let out a squeal out of slight surprise as ellie scoops you up, using most of her strength. you wrap your arms and legs around her, your mini-skirt riding up.
her hands squeezing your ass as she walks up the stairs.
ellie walks down your shared hallway, you in her grasp as you kiss along her neck and toy with her hair.
you didnt miss each pathway of petals that scattered the wooden floors as you got closer to your shared bedroom.
your heart felt like it was going to palpitate out your chest. your mind couldn’t begin to process how lucky you got.
once ellie arrived into your shared room, she put you down gently “dont turn around yet” she says, moving from infront of you to guide you while also making sure you couldn’t see.
“you can turn around now” the second she says that, you wasted no time turning around.
your jaw immediately dropped to the floor as you see a small light-sign that lights up the words ‘you and i forever’, roses and petals all over the floor and bed, and lastly with 3 different heart-shaped boxes of chocolate.
that wasn’t it, ellie had one more surprise but you were just gonna have to wait.
“you-i-you” you tried to speak, but you could barely form a sentence as ellie yet again, found the way to take the words right ouf your mouth.
“just hold on here, yeah doll?” she asks, kissing your temple softly. you gave her a quick nod before she headed into your shared closet.
while she was in the closet, you took upon yourself to quickly grab your pink silk lingerie robe from your dresser.
you stepped out of your mini-skirt since you were already shirtless; leaving you only in your pink heart design thong.
you put the silk robe on, only covering you from being completely naked since you already basically were.
ellie stepped out of the closet in her sports bra but still having her boxers on.
you were on the bed, you had already put aside all the gifts that were on the bed. you weren’t wasting no time.
“you’re so fuckin’ breathtaking” ellie utters breathlessly. she had to let her eyes take you in from head to toe, wether you were wrapped up like a burrito or completely naked goddess statue; you looked absolutely enchanting every single time.
you could completely entice ellie at any give moment, you had her under your spell with just a look.
“take all of me, ellie” you whimper out, extending your leg to reach out to her as she stalked over to you.
“say it again, doll” ellie’s eyes were engulfed with hunger, getting ready to ravish you. she finally crawls ontop of you.
one hand holding her up as it pushed into the bed and the other one helping you rise your hips. ellie pulled down your thong, bringing it up to her nose.
she took in the smell of your arousal, she could’ve licked your underwear if she wanted too; completely wanting to be taken-over by the smell of your wet cunt.
“take all of me, every single part of me is a part of you.” you devoted yourself to her.
there was no one else that you wanted to be completely one with; ellie felt the exact dsme way.
those words leaving your mouth felt like music to ellie’s ears.
“i fucking love you doll, s’fucking much. till the end of this world.” she begins to passionately ramble as her hands eagerly begin to grope you.
ellies hands began by giving your thighs a soft-squeeze then going up to massage your hips, from there going to fondled your hickied titties; robe slipping to the side.
“mmhpm-so wet for me already” she utters out in a pleased tone as she sees your pussy glisten by your juices as she spread your legs apart.
you bit your lip, feeling impatient. you leaned up slightly to pull her down but she didn’t let you.
“nuh uh doll, you already pleased me enough. be a patient lil’girl” ellie coos, taking one of her hands from your breasts slowly tracing its way down.
ellie’s hand found its way to your dripping pussy, her fingers slightly toying with your hole “please-please” you grind your hip up into her two fingers, she retracts them.
ellie turned to her nightstand, turning away from you momentarily. you were confused but gave her time before questioning it.
when she turned back to you, she turned back around with her blue strap-on.
your mind automatically went nebulous.
“please wha’doll ?” her smirk cause shivers down your spine as she returned to towering over you.
your hands impulsively found their way to her back “fuck me till the sun comes up” you meant it, looking her dead in the eyes as you wrapped your legs around her waist.
“your wish is my command, mama” ellie’s eyes felt like daggers pricking at your skin, you felt such delectation at being at ellie’s mercy.
your back arched into her, your breasts pushing against hers “you can take m’cock doll, y’done it before-it’s okay” she soothes you sensually, her lips going back to wander all over your neck as she pushes your legs up to your stomach.
ellie slightly pulls away, to align her strap with your soaked hole. you lifted your hips up impatiently causing ellie to hold them back down aggressively while slamming herself inside you.
“fuck ellie!” you erotically wailed out her name in such a way, it made ellie want to ruin you even more.
“who can fuck this sweet pussy?” ellie grunts out as her hips snap against your skin “huuagh-you! fuck-only you!” you moan out, pleasure being the only thing known to your senses at the moment.
you felt her strap bumping your cervix slightly as her thrusts got more vigorous “s’good-feels s’good!” your fucked-out babble only becoming amusing to the demon that was your girlfriend in this bloody moment.
“what was that, doll? couldn’t hear ya” ellie smirked out, only fucking into you more ruthlessly before moving one of her hands to rub your clit with delicacy.
“awh god! ellie-puh-ah!” you tried to plead through your tears and overwhelmed moans “shh doll, you’re taking me perfectly” ellie coos, the hand that wasn’t rubbing your clit now went to your face.
she caressed your hot tear-stained cheek, leading her thumb to your slightly agape lips “open these up f’me, pretty doll” ellie tells you, sliding her thumb into your mouth.
the sight of as you took her thumb into your mouth while she was ontop of you, driving herself into you. the way you admired her tattoo, you took the hand that was on the side of the arm she was extending.
you continued to suck softly as you traced the outline of the veins that protruded through her tattoo.
the sight of it all bringing you closer to your orgasm.
she leaned back slightly as you sucked her thumb and oogled her arm, causing the upward angle to bring you pure rapture.
you let out a choked out gutteral moan against her thumb as her hips devilishly work you to your orgasm.
ellie knew how to make you cum not once, but for days.
the way you arched your back, chest inviting her lips to explore.
the way your legs shake as she fucks you relentlessly always; no matter how.
the way she had you calling out like the lyircs to your favorite song.
the way she turned you into a completely utter pornstar.
“ellie! ellie m’close! gonn-ah!” lips removing from her thumb, your lecherous shrieks ringing through the room.
“yeah, pretty mama? you gon’ cum all over this strap?” she groans out, she swore she could cum just of all of this.
you let out quick nods as your nails dragged out slight blood , feeling small droplets fall into your nails.
“your words, use them.” ellie grits out, her hips fuckiing you well through your orgasm “yes! m’gonna cum all over your dick!” your cries were pure melodies to ellies ear.
“i gotchu pretty doll, i gotchu” as her hips drastically halt, going from fash to now deep thrusts.
“ellie! ellie!” you clung to her as you shook through your orgasm.
“there you go, atta girl” ellie praises you as your orgasm waves through you, nothing but whimpers coming from your foggy fucked out mind.
once you calmed down in her embrace, she slowly pulled out her strap that was now covered in your cum.
“lets take a break, mama?” ellie suggests which you agree too pretty quick.
ellie went to the restroom, grabbing a towelette to clean you up and get you a glass of water.
once she came back, you were laying there wirh your robe tied up. you thanked her for the water as she cleaned you up from your juices.
you had went to the restroom after she cleaned you up. you made your way back into your shared room and as you open the door; there she was.
ellie williams.
there she fucking was…on one knee in only her boxers and a sports bra.
“will you marry me?”
the case that held your sparkly engagement ring being held by the woman of your dreams after just getting ruthlessly fucked, yet treated like a queen.
only something this wonder of a woman could do to you.
“yes, fuck yes, yes.”
you ran to her as she stood up, launching yourself into her arms.
you both went to enjoy your bed of roses t’ill sunrise.
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sweet-as-an-angel · 1 year
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Yandere DILF! Headcanons
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Warnings: Obsessive Behaviour, Non-Explicit Implications of Smut, Implications of Infidelity, Age Gap, Non-Consensual Surveillance, Mention of Assault, No Pronouns used for Reader except ‘You’.
♡ Yandere DILF who has always had everything he could ever want handed to him on a silver platter: women, highly paid positions in some corporation or another, wealth – etc.
♡ Yandere DILF who, before today, never actually thought love existed. True love, that is.
♡ Yandere DILF who, even with a beautiful wife to his name, one he settled for before because he thought that was the normal thing to do – what was expected of him – has never felt his heart shutter or his cheeks set ablaze with the anxiety of first love, making the whole concept null. Void.
♡ Yandere DILF whose life changes the second he meets you – whose world begins turns upside down as he spots you sat on his sofa, his wife beside you, speaking with kind, smiling eyes.
♡ Yandere DILF whose interest, for the first time in his entire life, is piqued, and whose urge to pursue any information he can get his hands on is ignited.
♡ Yandere DILF who is convinced that it’s only to extinguish this newfound interest in the beautiful stranger in his home.
♡ Yandere DILF whose wife gives him the perfect guise to do so – to “get to know you,” just as she requested – seeing as you are their new babysitter, after all.
♡ Yandere DILF with the perfect house, a well-paying job, a loving family and good looks, feels as if he has nothing but his image of the ideal suburban father when he sees you, when he knows that, regardless of how wrong it is, he must have you.
♡ Yandere DILF whose resolve to remain loyal to his wife cracks every time he hears you call him “Sir” or “Mr. Laurier”.
♡ Yandere DILF whose thoughts become increasingly centric of you the longer he knows you, yet knows nothing of you save for whatever his wife tells him, a finite, human resource he can only mine so much before she becomes suspicious.
♡ Yandere DILF who, for the first time, feels as if he is the pursuer rather than the pursued.
♡ Yandere DILF who initially tries to fight this growing infatuation of who you could be – who you are – and tries to keep his dear, sweet wife in mind. One which he cares little for.
♡ Yandere DILF who finds himself having discovered loopholes in his own logic by, quite simply, for brief samples of memory, replacing his wife with you.
♡ Yandere DILF, whose mind has been buzzing with you for the last month, just before going out for the evening, considers “falling ill” to have an excuse to stay at the house with you, to talk to you, to touch you. To see what made you so special as to drive him up the wall.
♡ Yandere DILF whose idea crumbles as he realises such a plan would entail him spending time with (and potentially being caught by) his two children, for whom he held no particular affection.
♡ Yandere DILF who is drip-fed information in the time between you arriving and he and his wife leaving, from which he gleans only shards of a larger puzzle that paints no clearer a picture of the mysterious younger person who has so seamlessly captured both his heart and his attention.
♡ Yandere DILF whose mind doesn’t recoil as the first thought – image – of you doing something less than decent with him, born from you bending over to pick something up that fell from the kitchen counter, giving him a view he’d previously tried to avoid for his own sanity’s sake.
♡ Yandere DILF who has to try and look his wife in the eyes as that picture of you – and others which emerge from the cracks in his mind – remains with him for the entire evening.
♡ Yandere DILF who has to resist the urge to take you into his arms and bury you in his bedsheets, or drape you in his coat, on the rare occasion you’d fall asleep on the sofa, his children safely tucked away in bed and exhaustion having taken you somewhere far from here.
♡ Yandere DILF who can’t help the dangerous thought that you need a protector – him – to protect you from other boys your age who would gladly take advantage of your vulnerable state.
♡ Yandere DILF who unabashedly succumbs to those same fantasies of heroism and lust in an isolated private bathroom stall at work.
♡ Yandere DILF who can’t help but begin to wonder if he’d be your first; your first kiss, your first love, your first time, and if you’d take to him as strongly as he’d taken to you.
♡ Yandere DILF who, after many months, many yearning, daydreaming, dragging months, eventually receives the God-given opportunity to invite you into his house when you swing by for something other than your job – to pass on a message to his wife, or something or other – while she’s out shopping and his children are at school.
♡ Yandere DILF whose heart palpitates in ways it never did for his wife – or any partner, for that matter.
♡ Yandere DILF who actually felt as if what he said and did here mattered, that you would not be so quick to overlook any of his transgressions as his many conquests before you had.
♡ Yandere DILF who offers you a drink and, just for a second, has the nasty little thought to spike it, to whisk you away somewhere where it will only ever be the two of you. Then thinks better of it since he knows you will be missed.
♡ Yandere DILF who considers offering – insisting – a glass of whiskey, much like the one he’s poured for himself. ‘To be hospitable’, is what he’d tell himself. Though, he knows the true reason; that being to excuse anything unsavoury that may occur in your inebriated state, absolving both of you of guilt if the instigator was in his system, too. Despite his ability to hold it undoubtedly exceeding yours.
♡ Yandere DILF who, after you decline the beverage, claiming to be ‘in a hurry’, sits with you as if you were an idol, and finally comes to know your likes, dislikes, preferences for music and weather and everything outside and between purely by making you forget why you had to leave so soon to begin with.
♡ Yandere DILF who desperately draws your attention from the setting sun outside, or distracts you from checking your phone and seeing how long you’d been there, how long ago you were supposed to have left.
♡ Yandere DILF who only realises the age gap between the two of you when you tell him it was your birthday recently, and divulge your age and the gifts you’d received, making him feel, for a brief moment of true lucidity, wrong for all he has thought of and done in the name of you.
♡ Yandere DILF who is taken aback when you ask him about himself, and seem to show such a vested interest in his answers – his interests. Rather than his body count or his salary. Especially when all he’s been talking about is you.
♡ Yandere DILF who only falls deeper into this pit of obsession, feeling himself having to fight the urge to sit closer to you as each hour ticks by.
♡ Yandere DILF whose resolve dissolves, losing the battle as you look at him with nothing less than sheer enthusiasm for everything he’s saying, hanging on his every word in a way that his wife seemed to have forgotten. And, inching closer, his knee touches yours ever so gently, his arm sliding round the backrest of the sofa and encircling you like a snake.
♡ Yandere DILF who, for the first time, finds himself pining for even a morsel of accidental contact, of a misplaced brush of your hand against his side, to feel you touch him.
♡ Yandere DILF who, by the end of the afternoon, just as his wife returns, sees you notice the time and rush to hurry away, a cold aura gripping him as your glistening presence evacuates. His mood, inflated with what he could construe as no less than joy, deflates in a heartbeat.
♡ Yandere DILF who, as you urgently relay the message to his wife, stands nearby, hands in his pockets, waiting for something – anything – to happen.
♡ Yandere DILF who, as if being struck through the heart by Cupid’s arrow, feels his body go rigid as you rush to him and bestow upon him a small hug, no obvious intent behind it as you gift one to his wife, too, who, seemingly not so lovestruck, is much more receptive.
♡ Yandere DILF who, that night, chides himself for not having taken you into his arms, who makes love to his wife to forget his lapse in action. And he sees your face – your body – instead of hers, hears your voice in her stead, calling him by his name in a way he could only hope to make you one day.
♡ Yandere DILF who, finally, with the know-how, begins buying you small gifts; nothing too grandiose as to rouse the suspicion of you or his wife; just acts of implied selflessness you initially refuse as you tell him “Your kindness is reward enough !”
♡ Yandere DILF who knows you’re only being polite, seeing as he’d also begun to increase your wage (without his wife’s knowing), telling you that you’re “a hard worker,” “deserving of much more than this.”
♡ Yandere DILF who wants to give you so much more than the gift he holds behind his back for you – who wants to give you himself and all that he could provide for you.
♡ Yandere DILF who doesn’t take your modesty for an answer and gives you your late birthday present; a plush toy.
♡ Yandere DILF who relinquishes its purpose to you; “To keep you safe if ever you’re scared. Or even just alone or upset.”
♡ Yandere DILF whose heart almost explodes as your face lights up in a smile when you take the bear into your arms, your fingers brushing his, and hold it tightly to your chest. He can see your nostril twitch as the purposefully placed scent of his cologne reaches your senses.
♡ Yandere DILF who feels something South of his logic twitch in his pants as your mouth forms around his name.
♡ “Thank you, Mr. Laurier,”
♡ Yandere DILF whose lips curl into a smile, his eyes catching the camera within the bear’s.
♡ “Please,” he says, shedding his coat, having chosen a light-coloured shirt to reveal the physique he’s maintained just for you. ♡ “Call me Dominic.”
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“hey rafey.” you coo at your husband, running your fingers over his scalp.
“what do you want?” rafe says, making you laugh. he should have known from the moment you started rubbing his head that there's something you wanted.
“can you babysit this friday? i wanted to get my haircut.” you bend down and press a kiss to his forehead as his brows stitch together.
“babysit who? mila?” rafe asks, referring to your niece, wondering if your sister has come to town to visit.
“no, silly.” you shake your head, rafes eyes finally blinking open to look up at you.
“who are you babysitting then?” he questions. as far as rafe knows, you don't know any other kids, with you guys starting your family earlier than most of your friends who are just now getting married.
“no rafe, can you babysit poppy.” you say like it's obvious. “our child.”
“what the fuck?” rafe sits up, looking at you like you just said the most offensive thing in the world. 
“what? do you already have something going on and can't babysit?” you question, eyes flicking to the camera you set up to capture rafes reaction.
“im not babysitting our child. will i have precious daddy daughter time while you're gone? yeah.” 
you let out a giggle, pulling rafe into you and pressing a kiss to his cheek, but rafe pulls back when you try to connect your lips together.
“seriously, did you think you had to ask me to watch her?” 
“babe, it's for a tiktok.” you point at the camera, rafe letting out a sigh of relief and flopping back against the couch when he sees your phone set up.
“you really scared me there.” rafe chuckles, now accepting your kiss on the lips.
you're just about to speak, to praise rafe for being such a good daddy, when poppy lets out a cry from the other room, signaling she's finally up from her nap.
“ill get her.” rafe springs up, looking back at you as he calls out, “since im such a good babysitter!”
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