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kalims · 2 years

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‎˃ ᵕ ˂ . . "what the—please put me down,, it's not a wedding nor am i ready to get married!"

bridal style but it's not a wedding,

or in which, they carry you bridal style.

characters. dorm leaders.

includes. gn reader, this is a small treat for over 4k followers :) since I still wanted to give yall one

cw. reader impied to be injured/sick.

note. I rate sumeru archon quest a solid 9.7/10 and yes, I only finished it yesterday LMAO. u wondering why malleus' is different? thats right he's just special. <3

— riddle rosehearts

"you okay there?" you stare at riddle knowingly. eyeing his red face that was neither from embarrassment nor anger. the man in question nods stiffly, adjusting his hold on you in a way that makes you fly for a second.

riddle grits out an answer. ignoring the way he was painstakingly slow on taking you to whatever destination. gods.. he's never been so mad at the fact that the infirmary was so far. "I'm doing just..—" he trips on a small pen that was just coincidentally in the middle of the hallway, nearly tumbling forward and leering you to the ground but he catched himself at the last moment.

and pretended nothing just happened but he definitely just spared a searing look towards the innocent pen. "—fine."

"it's fine. I can walk." you eventually nudge him however he seems more determined hearing your words. noticing your particular look riddle panics. "w-wait.. it's alright! I'm doing okay!"

it's not that you're light, or heavy at all. but in general riddle is far more impressive in the.. magical aspect, in terms of heavy lifting in heartslabyul. he leaves it to trey, cater and other residents who are far more competent than him.

you shake your head, he was being oddly intent with this. "if I can't even do this when you are in need of care how will i learn in the future?" riddle frustratingly sighs. sure, he can admit he was probably gonna sleep tonight and wake up with sore arms but the very least,, you'd see him as a strong person. inside and out.

that was quite suggestive, not in the way you're thinking but rather.. "oh? so.. you see a future with me?" placing a hand on your chest you smile at riddle who wastes no time dropping you. you reminisced a long lost.. experience when you fell because honestly, the pain you felt in your bottom was excruciating.

he glares at you despite the steam animatedly coming out of his ears. "is this a joke? I—" riddle paused as if just noticing your clear pain even though you wear a tight lipped smile on your face.

then he panics again, crouching down. "I'm sorry.. I was careless."

meanwhile. I can't tell if all the pain I'm feeling right now is worth it for his vision of the future and concern.

you continue to stare at the wall in a daze, completely silence as riddle is in an inner monolog regretting his life choices.

leona kingscholar

"oi. are you paying me for this, I don't give out service for free."

leona says but you merely squint at him. "since when was money something you needed?" you point a finger at him accusingly but he just shrugs, annoyingly enough. "dunno. might need it. you'll pay me back somehow. I'll make sure of it." he makes a show of trying to intimidate you with his stare.

you flail your arms around in frustration, pretending to not notice the stare he directed at you when you accidentally hit him in the face. you definitely did not want to be under leona's crazy favors again.. "but im gonna die if you don't bring me there?!"

"it's just a fractured rib. ah. right, tell me. who did this to you." leona plays it off cooly but you know full well what his words imply. now,, should you destroy someone's life or spare mercy on them? meh.. either way you probably didn't have a choice because ruggie was there and the hyena was gonna rat it out to leona anyways. "some random from diasomnia. it's not that serious."

maybe it was a bad idea mentioning diasomnia cause leona has this scary look on his face right now and you're sure he's gonna be 100x more merciless on them since they're in the dorm of someone he hates. "not that serious? look at you. you look like you're gonna die from every breath and move you take." he huffed.

how ironic. "didn't you say that it's 'just' a fractured rib?"

leona just ignores you but he's slowed down considerably, which you'd like to think for your sake when he realizes that you indeed,, are struggling whenever you move.

the silence was quite awkward so after a while you decide to speak.

"anyways. if you don't need money just tell me what you do need so I can get it over with as soon as possible."

leona doesn't look at you until you're at the very door of the infirmary itself. since when did you arrive? time flew by quite quick or he's really just that athletic.

you expect not to get an answer till he places his hand on the knob, preparing to open it and then freezing. then, he looks at you finally. "you. i need you to get better so you can come back to me."

you were about to have an inner crisis— scratch that you were having an inner crisis when there's someone clearing their throat and a seemingly long object making contact with a palm. you both turn and see crewel looking quite furious. he points at leona.

"pups and kitties don't get along. scram little one, I'll take care of them."

leona looked like he just didn't care but definitely iffed by crewel ruining the moment.

you hear something about audacity and kitties.

azul ashengrotto

"i... they'd be better off with someone else." azul trails off. looking away and clearing his throat, crewel spares him an unimpressed look. looking thoroughly bold enough to start whipping his little stick around for a spin.

crewel glares at him. "you are the only person in here ashengrotto. do you think this is a choice? would you rather them writhing on the floor then?" at his azul's lips grow thin and he's trying quite hard to avoid the man's narrowed eyes.

he points at jade; who sits at a chair right next to you. the man in question lifts his head, somehow probably feeling the finger pointed at him. jade does look like he already knew it was azul and grins. he feigns confusion. ".. what about jade then..? he's far more equipped to carry them."

azul debates, strangely intent on not being the one to carry you to the infirmary. crewel drags a hand down his face. "no. that pup is injured as well, are you blind? leech has a broken leg." the man points at the poorly done bandages around jade's leg, an indication that the one who did it wasn't exactly a professional.

you just feel like a bystander to this weird conversion going back and forth.

jade places a hand over his knee and rubs it slowly. "ah.. yes, it's quite the chore for me to walk. imagine me carrying someone else, it must be painful." you look back and forth toward the two octavinelle students.

azul looks like the mixture of bursting a nerve and embarrassment. jade looks at him knowing full well that he could have broken another limb and be able to walk just fine. but it's quite funny azul trying to hide a.. fact from you.

"no i—"

crewel shakes his head. "it is final. you carry them there or else."

to his relief crewel ushers jade to follow as he walks out the door. but his friend still had the audacity to smile at him as he passes through the door.

when I get my hands on him I'll...

"it's okay. you can't carry me, right?"

at your seeming reassurance azul flushes and looks like he's at a loss of words. before he can speak you already beat him to it. "jade told me that you can't do much heavy lifting. in your human form that is." you laugh.

azul looks down in shame and embarrassment. perhaps he could scam I mean.. gain a new client that was willing to swap strength with him?

"that's alright. just keep in mind that I'll be looking forward to see how strong you are in your mer-form."

he flushes completely.

wait how was he gonna get you to the infirmary..?

kalim al asim

jamil is in a dilemma.

he isn't usually someone to tolerate another person's presence but your annoying little self still somehow wormed your way into his heart—non consensual of course. he doesn't like worms at all by the way.

so naturally he's a little.. concerned, just a little that kalim insists on being the one to carry you to the infirmary and as far as jamil knew, kalim hasn't exactly been working on his physical stature with the exception of the painfully long, hot walks in the desert.

"jamil! it's okay. really, I got this." kalim flashes the man a bright smile which only further raises his concern or whether or not you're gonna arrive in the infirmary with more injuries than you were supposed to.

it's not that jamil doesn't trust kalim—actually he doesn't.. but the the boy can be quite clumsy and as much as kalim seems to be willing to give you about a thousand gold bars if you asked for it he just isn't convinced.

plus you're as equally stupid.

and the only thing you and kalim don't know about each other is that you're utterly whipped and jamil also didn't consent to knowing this. so he resists the urge to roll his eyes when you nod. "yeah! I'm sure you have other vice-dorm leaders stuff to do!"

"see?!"

if it meant picking between taking the risk and safety of his admittedly, close friend what would he choose?

yeah he's not dealing with this. jamil closes his eyes. "then kalim would have 'dorm leader stuff' to do as well so I trust you to go there yourself?" which is typically jamil's silent threat but totally with love.

kalim looks confused. "I... do?"

miraculously enough he turns to you and you both start acting like you didn't just sprain your knee. "I'm a dorm leader too.. doesn't that mean i have dorm leader stuff too?" your face scrunched up in distaste at the thought of even more work meanwhile kalims brightens.

he seems ecstatic and you do not. "we're the same!"

jamil tries to cut in. "guys please. can we just get (name) to the infirmary first..?" he sighs quietly. wondering what he did in this past life to receive such a troublesome one.

you both ignore him.

"YES. if they finish treating you we can do dorm leader stuff together, let's go!"

you won't be that stupid to turn face at the relevation, rig— oh nevermind you are.

in the end you thankfully did not arrive to the infirmary with an additional injury but you certainly did get a whirling headache when you did from how fast kalim's carpet moved.

jamil swears to never do this again.

vil schoenheit

you're a little worried. if there's anything you're absolutely sure of it's that vil deserves to do everything full of luxury; it lives up to his very existence! some dirt like you compared to a literal diamond? oh geez, you don't even wanna start.

sure you're no better than one of his fans that fell in love with his looks however you can't deny that it was the thing that got you entranced in the first place. though you will admit that vil had a way with words that got you reeling in the second you met.

there's about a hundred things you'd list as to why you like him a lot.

which is why you're doubtful and refuting his offer to carry you. vil must have other better things to do than deal with you just cause of a small little slip. "it's fine. I can do it go do your thing." though vil stares at you pointedly as if looking for confirmation that you actually just turned him down.

"are you looking down on me? I can do this."

in a panic you frantically shake your head. "no!"

you'd never even dream of looking down on vil. if there was anything that was on the bottom it'd be you while he's WAY up there.

vil softly drags his palm against his forehead, careful to not smudge the makeup that lays there. he resists the urge to glare at you—which he apparently could not, since you already avoided his gaze the moment he cast his eyes on you.

"then what is the problem? I do not see one. do you perhaps don't like me?" vil rolls his eyes at you and the sheer audacity in his words to assume that you don't almost has you quaking in your boots!

honestly what's there to not like about him?! sure his mindset about beauty is a little.. strange but it's definitely admirable.

this time you shake your head frivolously, so much that you were actually starting to get dizzy. "absolutely not. don't even say that, I like you the most." you say seriously and your words actually halt vil right in his movements.

he stares at you again and you realize how risky what you said is.

so you throw up your arms and attempt to change the subject. "well. not that it matters, what im saying is! you don't need to dirty yourself for me."

vil raises that judging brow. "no? if you think so highly of me then surely i should treat the one i like most the same."

me..? you think dumbly.

in your flabbergasted state vil takes advantage of you actually end up in the infirmary still stunned to silence as he casually fixes up your appearance.

idia shroud

idia can't tell if he just fell from sheer anxiety or just he couldn't really do it.

but right now all he wants is to dig out a hole, crawl into it and close it then refuse to leave it till the rest of humanity is wiped out from existence because he'll never forget about the embarrassment he's feeling right now.

right, let's rewind! it just so happens that one of the things crowley gave you as work for free residency in ramshackle is that you'd have to assist professors as an assistance of sorts. simple really.

but then no one noticed the way you deliberately freeze in the middle of walking, pretending to sight see outside when your surroundings are literally spinning and your head is pounding from it. there's the peak of the pound then it slowly calms down.

to your unfortunate it didn't mean the pain went away.

it actually hurt you to stand up. more so deal with the bundle of immature third years who aren't any better than the other lower years! you've seen many younger people be more mature than these guys and it's infuriating.

though idia noticed.

it's hard not to when he has no one to talk to, no one to occupy his attention with except you.

so with his full attention of course he noticed the concerning behavior you displayed. and idia debated whether or not to snitch but he has crippling anxiety and his head is just full of doubts. eventually he came to a conclusion that he won't because it'll 'probably be a mistake'

and he did make a mistake, which is not snitching on you. to think he used to say snitches get no bitches. his silence ended up with you passed out on the floor, and your loud thunk completely silenced the whole room.

and now he's the one being ordered to carry you because he 'understood' the lesson best compared to his classmates—and you both knew each other better.

he doesn't even wanna try at all but why the heck isn't ortho answering his comms?! this is a real life EMERGENCY!

between letting you burn up here and possibly humiliating himself idia chooses the latter. his little prophecy did turn out right since when he got you, and lifted you up he tripped immediately.

"good heavens help me..." idia mutters to himself. unable to wait to see his bed and hide in it for the span of the following weeks.

well atleast when you woke up; first thing you saw was idia grinding on your account with his phone since you graciously gave him. he flashes you a wobbly smile and you wonder why he looks exhausted.

malleus draconia

a school play.

you were picked for a school play.

WHY?!?!? was the first thing you screeched in your mind and you didn't even care that there might actually be a mind reader in the room that would hear your screaming and suffer a concussion from how loud and chaotic it is.

either vil wanted to make you better or terrorize you for beating the shit out of him in that stadium since he casted you as one of the main leads who suffers a secret love from the misunderstood villian.

which would've been okay (it's not) if malleus wasn't the misunderstood villian! seriously, who made this play script?

it's not that you hate him it's just that there's a lot of romance scenes. and your heart will absolutely not be able to take the cheesy lines and start bursting into rainbows and stuff.

and the fact that you just kind of, liked him.

wait how did vil even get him to join the play...? you're sure he would've gave up after meeting sebek.

this time the scene is running away from the mages who found out that you made contact with the misunderstood and is now chasing you to most probably imprison you.

set in a snowy plain, you don't know where vil gets all the stuff to make it so realistic cause even you're questioning if this is some hologram or actually reality.

and now you're literally being carried by malleus as the icy weather bites back at you. and of course as a natural response you just sneakily snuggle into his arms more, you hope he really just doesn't notice.

the lines you memorized grow a little hazy but you manage. "are they gone?" you peek behind malleus shoulder. how nice was it to marvel at the world from his height? you don't know how, or when but there's a warmth on your fingers that has you realizing how numb it felt from the cold.

malleus rubs your hands with his own. sharing a quarter of his warmth to you and you're not sure if the warmth should have traveled all the way up to your face. then, he answered. "yes, my love." the nickname wasn't probably meant for you, but rather your character but it still sends you to orbit.

he cradles your face—wait is this part of the script? you don't remember.. malleus runs his thumb just below your cheekbone, pressing gently and once again making you find out about a graze you never really felt till he pulled away and showed you the blood.

didn't vil say there wouldn't be any real life action involved?!

you can spot his eyes just getting a tad, bit darker. "I'll lead you to my tower, stay there and do not move. I just have to deal with.. something." he kisses your forehead.

you resist the urge to scratch your chin.

"cut, cut! all the things you both did wasn't in the script at all." vil facepalms but the blonde beside him looks far more happy. rook flashes you a grin. "encore, encore! what touching improvisation. impressive!"

you eye malleus with concern. "where are you going?"

"to deal with something of course."

but.. didn't the practice just end?

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the-cat-and-the-birdie · 7 months

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I just wanted to say that the way you characterize and talk about Miguel has actually really helped me with thinking about how to write for him 😭 genuinely I love the way you describe him as an actual like person and not just some sex addict or someone who's extremely distant and cold. I hope you continue writing mild Miguel because it's so refreshing compared to all the other shit I see 😭💕

THANK YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS A MIGUEL SAFE SPACE AND LIKE- CAN I BE REAL FOR A SECOND???

MIGUEL ISN'T AN ASSHOLE YOU PEOPLE ARE JUST MEAN - A.K.A -

My Defense & Evidence of a Milder, Non-aggressive Sympathetic Miguel O'hara.

[This is a half-break down half rant about Mild Miguel, when we see Miguel's true nature, and what fandom gets wrong about him. I have my evidence.

this is shorter than my usual posts but I'm going absolute apeshit Miguel Mode by the end so sorry you have to see that.]

I think Miguel and Hobie are the two most complex characters in the film. Like - both of them equally.

It's just really easy to explain one over the other.

I feel this way because every character we see in the entire movie - Miles, Gwen, Peter, Jess, Rio, Jeff, The Spot, everyone - is forthcoming and clear about their intentions and motive throughout the movie.

When we're watching the movie the first time, we understand Miles motive, and Peter's, and Gwen. In real time. It's there and stated. Miles wants to save his dad, Peter wants to be a better mentor, Gwen just wants peace basically.

But when we're watching for the first time - we have no idea what Hobie OR Miguel is capable of until they do it.

They are the two we're surprised by. (And they're also exact opposites who somehow don't seem to be complete adversaries)

They're the only two within the film who we are left to speculate their motive, their drive, and what they'll do next.

They're the only two in the film who are truly meant to catch us off guard with their behavior.

Leading up to Hobie's big twist, there was a LOT of misdirection. I think the same is true for Miguel...but like..the fandom isn't picking up on the misdirection AT ALL.

I have a lot of ideas and thoughts about Miguel and his character and honestly I think it's the exact opposite of what the fandom sees.

But when its's Hobie, it's very easy to understand him, just read the wiki on Punk and you're good.

But I don't think anyone has look closer at Miguel yet.

I genuinely believe that the reason Miles got away was because Miguel went soft.

He was watching the videos of Gaby to remind himself why he was doing this - why he had to stand his ground, but when Miles started panicking, and begging to know how much time he had left - Miguel slipped up. He went soft.

And he told him 'two days'.

You can see it in Miguel's face when Miles is asking.

That's not the face of a man considering assault. That's not anger. He's wavering.

He didn't have to tell Miles how long he had left. But he did - why? Cause he thought 'I'd kill for two days with Gabby. A lot of people get less warning about death - Maybe he can spend those two days with his fath-'

and then Miles is like 'word?? two days to stop you?? iight im out also fuck yall' - which understandable have a nice day

But like......Miguel wouldn't have said it if he knew it would fuck him over. He didn't KNOW Miles was radicalized cause he didn't know Hobie had spoken to him. He thought that telling him might convince him. If he knew Miles was gonna run - there's no need to tell him anything.

He could've lied and said "I DON'T KNOW. But maybe let's talk about this."

But he didn't. He slipped up.

He's SOFT. Everytime he's mean, or angry - He has to think about it. Like when he looked at Hobie - and thought about it. He has to MAKE himself do it. It isn't natural to him.

Nobody else in the room was gonna answer Miles. Miles wouldn't have known. But Miguel told him two days. And because of that, that specific slip-up, Miles is trying to save his dad.

Why? Because he's SOFT. CAPITAL S SOFT.

Miguel is not a raging monster. Or aggressive. Or manipulative.

He's a guy who thinks he's holding the universe together with duct tape and a kid is in front of him begging to know how long they have left with their father and he tells them and because of that they get away and now everything he worked for is gonna emplode in his face because he had a SOFT SPOT FOR A KID AGAIN AND DID SOMETHING HE SHOULDN'T AGAIN AND TOLD HIM AND NOW PEOPLE ARE GONNA DIE AGAIN BECAUSE HE MESSED WITH THE MULTIVERSE AGAIN FUCK-

Like...yeah- he snapped. A normal person would snap. I've snapped for way less and a lot of other people have.

Granted, we don't go mauling children.

I don't know, I just feel like he's an incredibly layered character.

Because when he's ranting and screaming at Gwen like an irritated school teacher we're already like 'oh fuck you dude but also fuck you ;)'

so when he's right there doing things like this - we don't see it. The same way we don't see Hobie's stealing - because we think we have him figured out.

We don't see Miguel's tenderness.

Because we assume we know who he is - he's cold and aggressive and rude and hates Miles,

but like...is he really?

Miles is getting upset - and the whole conversation leading up to it Miguel has talked to him from a far, hands when Miles can see them. He's not trying to stand over him, or intimidate him. Miguel knows he's scary. He knows how to be scary.

He isn't trying to scare Miles. The exact opposite. He's trying to comfort him.

And when Miles starts lashing out - Miguel is genuinely surprised. That isn't the look of someone who THINKS he's about to hurt this kid.

He's telling Miles, hands up "Hey, sorry. I'm not trying to hurt you." He immediately lets go, backs up.

I just---- FUCK, PEOPLE THE MAN IS STANDING RIGHT THERE THATS MILD MIGUEL LOOK AT HIM

If you really really think Miguel is naturally aggressive, or angry, or cold -

If you write him that way -

I ask that you rewatch the leading up to Miles' escape. Look at his body language. Watch him, and look at his face. That's all I ask.

I just kjsjrghjkSIGHIDDGU I CAN'T STAND FOR THIS INJUSTICE AND EMOTIONAL ILLITERACY

HES NOT A GOOD GUY BUT LIKE....HE'S ... THE ONE YALL ARE SERVING...COMPLETELY DIFFERENT MAN.

He's SOFT. The same way he caved for Gwen after a little pushing. He caved for Miles after a little pushing. That's why he told him two days. SOFT

MILD MIGUEL, SOFT MIGUEL, WANTS TO DO THE HARD THING BUT FUCK HE CAN'T DO IT MIGUEL, HAS TO STAND COMPLETELY STILL AND UNMOVING TO NOT CAVE TO MAYDAY MIGUEL, MIGUEL WHO LOVES PEOPLE BUT KEEPS HIS DISTANCE AND SHUTS HIS MOUTH BECAUSE PEOPLE GET HURT MIGUEL MIGUEL MIGUEL

I'm going to go Miguel Mode.

If understanding Hobie was a house, the fandom is standing out on the road.

If understanding Miguel was a house, the people aren't even in the same neighborhood. We're in the next state over. Other side of the globe. Off base by like 12 zipcodes and 4 times zones

Mild Miguel. Please tell me you're seeing this.

Am I crazy for thinking that the slip up - of telling Miles two days - wasn't out of stupidity but PITY? SYMPATHY?

Because Miguel thinks getting to spend two whole days with some you'll lose is a BLESSING to him - not a curse.

Even though to ANY non-traumatized person - it would be a curse.

...... yo

Miguel stepped into Gabriellas life because he didn't want her to lose a father. He KNOWS losing a father hurts.

So when Miles is there in front of him, talking about not wanting to lose his father - Miguel KNOWS how he feels. Gabby didn't want to lose her dad either.

Miguel UNDERSTANDS. He's a FATHER -

HE KNOWS HE'S BEING THE BAD GUY HE KNOWS ITS WRONG NOT TO STEP IN THATS WHY HE STEPPED IN FOR GABRIELLA IN THE FIRST PLACE THIS ISN'T THE PERSON HE WANTS TO BE OR THOUGHT HE'D BECOME YOU PEOPLE ARE MEAN AND HORNY -

I- I can't even i'm sorry I -

I have a longer post about this in the works like breaking down all of his body language from his moments with MJ and Hobie and like teverything

but ITS NOT EVEN LIKE I THINK HE'S RIGHT I JUST CANT STAND PEOPLE BEING THIS WRONG ABOUT IT I CANT

If you see him as aggressive or cold this post isn't meant to be an attack. I am just down bad for Mild Miguel and I'm going delirious with hunger and starvation for him

#Justice4MildMiguel Maybe I'm huffing copium but also i know im fucking not he's RIGHT THERE

[And if you hate Miguel like hate hate him Moche says dishonor on you dishonor on your cow dishonor your family and your land in the name of Aia Paec Almighty]

If you made it this far....Imsorry you had to see me that way I don't know what came over me here's a picture of Hobie to help me calm down.

(aka Hobie judging the fuck outta me in my head)

I need a glass of water. Bye.

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kobb4ni2 · 4 months

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[ GENDER NEUTRAL (?) FEM (?) READER ]

My Marine! Reader who is very popular, and for the sake of this idea I’m going to give her as a Vice Admiral. I CAN HEAR YALL BOOING OKAY I KNOW SO BASIC LEAVE ME ALONE😔😔

TW: Imagine Gojo fans….but make them Marine!Reader fans. !!! Also I haven’t watch Film Red but I guess there’s some sort of internet platform to share vids or an internet overall, soo take this sh!t talk with salt.

Marine! Reader is a calm and nurturing person, their charisma with their hard working self made them a deserved Vice Admiral. Ever since you sailed out to the sea you’ve attracted many eyes, may it be admiration because of your strength , or awed because of your undeniable beauty even in battle. And even if you’re not in a mission you would always use your heavy berries (YOU’RE A VICE ADMIRAL U HAVE TO GET THOSE BIG BERRIES) to re-visit the town that you just saved, being responsible to the damages and paying for all of it. People there had to rub their eyes to make sure that you were the correct person. When you were in your white layer clothes you would be calm and try your best to be nonchalant making sure that you were deep engrave on your job but when you visited and started making small talk people were shocked! Over time the civilians you’ve saved from the many villages or small islands you’ve saved have accepted you to their communities. They would make small banquets whenever you arrive, even though you told them several times to not do it, they will always go against your words and hope that you eat well.

Kids would play with you even with your intimidating height, they would swing on your arms and whenever you try to leave they would grab on your legs to slow you down, the kids parents might have been worried but when they saw you intriguing them with a smile in your face they immediately calmed their nerves. Grandmas and Grandpas would always pinch the vice admiral’s cheeks, and since they were normal civilians you had to bend down to make squish your cheeks. (IM GETTING CARRIED AWAY IM SORRY)

But back to plot. Your calming and nurture personality, your beauty that could shine in battle has captured many eyes of other marine, civilians or even pirates! And this where the one piece internet goes in.

Aight imagine someone made an edit of Marine! Reader, it could be you fighting, or even doing an official interview! Cool right! But if anyone ever opens the comment section it would be just filled with the most ATROCIOUS, MOUTH GAPING, EYES OUT THE SOCKET down bad comments💀💀 here's some examples.

Marine! Reader's Fav pet (real!): "The way that it started getting bricked up like its Bob the builder is crazy 😅‼️(I don't even have a wee wee)"

<3: "ten minutes in the room with them and one is walking out pregnant, and it's not gonna them (I'm a dude)"

hewwo:3 : "JUST THE TIP [NAME] PLEASE IM ON MY FUCKING KNEES, IM SO DESPRATE PLEASE😭😭‼️‼️"

Marine! Reader's bewbs mole: "TILL THE WALLS (not the room) IS COVERED WHITE!!!"

[FOR FEM MARINE!READER] ammniaa: "Want their strap inside of me so bad, that i might think that I'm pregnant brooo😞😞😞"

Astro laddie : "My flaps started clapping out of excitement <3"

Star 4 her: "All lubed up and ready to serve 💓💓"

Beeheaver: "Man I don't care if they're 14'9 tall, ITS GONNA WORK I PROMISE😈😈‼️‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥"

In Marine!Reader I thrust!: "Yes [NAME]~ There~ I'm sensitive there!~ Nghh~~

Marine! Reader's bloody bandages: "CMON [NAME] I CAN'T DO ALL THE WORK MY SELF, MY FINGERS HURTS😾💢"

reimikoba: "My muscle memory will always remember their fingers and tongue (＾▽＾) "

pantsonfire: "Not a fishman but, damn whenever I see them in my screen, it's natural habit suddenly is water from their-"

scary monsterz: "bend over and ready, warm and cozy, toys and liquid on sight"

Aw man if yandere [character] ever fins out how popular their beloved Marine! Reader is, they would make sure to cut the wifi GLOBALLY

I'll just end it here, cuz I feel like this is just a stupid ass idea 💀 yall can give me some brain juice aka asks 4 thus doe :3

The edit video I was thinking about when I was making this. (I can't do velocity edits just transition and tweeing💀)

#yandere x reader #yandere #x reader #drabble #yandere op #yandere one piece x reader #yandere one piece #this is just a fucking crack💀💀💀#i may or may not have commented this in some....katakuri and shi long lang comments :3 #hot take but gojo isnt really that fine😭😭#asexuals lesbians when it comes to their favorite male character😈😈‼️‼️🔥🔥#I SWEAR IM WORKING ON THE WARLORD SERIES I SWEAR😞😞#happy new year btw :3 #one piece x reader #one piece

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ivanzplaid · 9 months

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I saw those praise headcanons and it reminded me of an idea I’ve been sitting on for awhile.

A male reader who brings up the idea of spanking to Lawrence Gordon, Peter Strahm, Patrick Bateman, and Bo Sinclair.

The readers kinda shy and nervous about it too. I’ve just been sitting on this brain rot for awhile and I wanted to share it.

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LOVE YOU CASSETTE ANON YES OF COURSE. i love when yall share the brainrot with me because when i see these requests i literally jump with joy, share all ur thoughts with me i love this idea sm😭😭😭 these characters are perfect too because we have a nice mix between stern and classy to rough hungry and im literally screaming running around thinking about this THANK YOUUU. also im labeling this group as slashers even though all dont fall under the category, its just easier this way

my progress got deleted halfway thru bo's section so im so sorry if its sloppy i was just fedddd up w tumblr

requests are open, masterlist is up!!

Slashers x M!reader + Introducing Spanking | Headcanons

Warnings: nsfw undercut, dirty talk, man handling, praise & degradation, caring!lawrence & bo (but also some mean!dom! energy.. just how its gotta be), dom!slashers, sub!reader, punishments, we all expected mean!patrick lets be real here

Lawrence Gordon

lawrence loves to hear any ideas you have, he thinks its healthy to share new ideas and experiences with eachother. yet he also gets a slight suspicion that youre holding out on him the next time youre in the bedroom, he knows you well and can memorize your body language, so when he sees you avoiding eye contact and talking in a hushed or awkward manner, he wants to know whats going through your mind

he'll lay down and have your head on his chest while he plays/pats your hair, trying to ease you into saying it, snd is pleasantly surprised with your answer

"Tell me whats wrong darling, speak to me."

"I was thinking.. maybe we could, try something new? We don't have to do this if you don't want to, its fine, but, could we try spanking?"

his eyes meet yours and he sees how reluctant you were to telling him. as his hands find your chin, angling it up to meet his eyes, he smiles and says sure, whatever will give you a better experience is something hes willing to try

he thinks its funny how nervous you were, since hes open about a lot of things. hes a stern and classy dom, utilizing punishments and keeping himself composed a lot, he likes to see how youre such a mess when hes commanding over you, how his slight touch and gaze make you whimper

loves to see your vulnerability, he wants to see you exposed and at his will, he wants you to be vocal for him and show him how much you love it, it fuels his ego and reassures that he isnt doing anything wrong (because in the end hes still lawrence, and he cares about you more than his own life)

will mock you as he does it, it is a punishment after all. loves to see how obedient or defiant you are during and after, he likes to make you seem pathetic for your reactions

"What? Can't take it? Oh but handsome we just started.."

will have you count how many times he does it, he wants to hear your voice sputter and moan, it will get him hard and he will use it against you ( using it as an excuse to fuck you hard, saying that "he couldnt resist your lewd and obscene moans" )

loves to force you to look at him as he does it, he wants to see that pretty face of yours, whether you cry, whine, or try to hide your face

does that thing where every time you squirm or move on him, he chuckles darkly saying "Oh Baby, you're making it so hard for me to not hold you down right now.. and just show you some fucking manners.."

he is seconds away from making you cockwarm him as he laughs at your attempts to get off. he will overstimulate you by slowly stroking your dick and then going "ah-ah-ah.. you have to stay still, its still a punishment"

he loves to stroke or pat your hair as he spanks you, he loves to feel you flinch as he inflicts pain. after he does it, he'll rub your tender spots and say how well you took them, and how pretty you sounded as you did (or, if you were bratty, how depraved and pathetic of a sight you were)

he'll take such good care of you, giving you proper aftercare and everything, but for now, hes got you ass up, displayed nice and neat for him

Patrick Bateman

hes more than excited you are, as he is more into impact play/things along that line. he just loves to see how your body contorts to his advances and how his fingers just gently gliding across your ass make you whine, both from how tender it is and because his touch is so gentle you need it

he also thinks its hilarious that you were nervous about asking, because hes a pretty dominant/open man, hes into some kinky shit, and hes not afraid to talk about it.

he will mock you about being nervous, then taunt you with that fact, making the experience all the more exciting/intense, just as he'd prefer. he will rub your face softly and say how delicate and precious you look, and say that this for the better, then begin spanking you

"Darling-Darling.. don't cry now. I'm not even close to being finished."

his voice is always smooth and calm, which coupled with his confident exterior, is terrible for you. he will stroke you and play with your ass while he spanks you. putting a cockring around your dick if he knows youre getting too close to cumming when he spanks and teases you, he needs you to be ready for him after, when he has you gripping at the bedsheets while he fucks and degrades you

is honestly a slight menace when it comes to things like this, he'll talk you through the spanking snd make sure that youre whiny and rubbing up against him for more, he gets off by seeing the physical effects of his work, making him hard asl

"Good Boy.. thats right, take what I give you.."

likes for you to make eye contact, and will grip your chin just to face him so he can see your face give out a pathetic moan (may even take a photo.. just for safe keeping)

and he will be mean about that, asking if his personal slut couldnt take what he asked. in a mocking tone he'll say if he should go lighter next time, or if you like it hard since you moaned his name the entire time

will have you suck his dick after, because he thinks you enjoyed it too much, and if he did all that for you, he should get something in return. but dont worry, he'll guide you and say how your mouth was meant for his cock and his cock only, and how well you take him, especially after how sore you are

he notices you staying off/putting less pressure on your ass as you suck him off, and it makes him proud. the whole kink makes him proud, because hes happy to see his hand prints on you, knowing that his gorgeous boyfriend took it, and thanked him after for it, thats his art

i wouldnt be shocked if he had some handcuffs or toys.. he experiments and he pulls hoes so. but because of this, he may incorporate some bondage in and handcuff your wrists/ankles to the bedposts, having your stomach on the bed, and then deliver the spanking there.. he likes to see the cuffs rattle and your body shake

would obviously have you count as he spanks you, not because hes tryna be classy like lawrence, but because he knows you cant, and likes to hear your voice die out the moment he starts, and he will go on and on, having you count to the 10's, 20's, and if he thinks youve deserved it, 30's

"C'mon sweetheart.. don't stop counting. What number am I on?"

aftercare is exquisite, taking absth and applying some nice little lotion, just so he can abuse you the same the day after

Bo Sinclair

hes also a bit of a rough yet concerned man. he wants to try this out, because it lets out his sadistic side a bit more, but if he could get lost in the pleasure he gets from it, or, if he hears genuine pain from you, he gets anxious. he'd never want to actually hurt you, but if you give him the go ahead, he indulges in it. something about seeing you like prey under him makes him go nuts

is like an animal when he loses control, he will make you cry, he eants to see you beg for him to keep going (or for him to stop), he wants to see how much he can break you before your all fucked out beneath him

he lowkey likes having control and dominance over another guy, it really boosts his ego, definitely some uncovered trauma but either way, seeing you whimper from what he gives you gives him a massive hard on

will ask you teasing snd taunting questions just to get you to cry out and squirm. sayin something like "Are you likin' it doll? Or should I just stop and leave ya all needin' for me.."

please moan his name, because he will not only spank you harder, and rub where the tender spots are, but after he will lay down, have you sit on his dick and shove himself inside of you as hard as he can. hes gonna show you a reward you get for sayin his name all pretty like that

he loves to put you into doggy style and spank you as he fucks you, its his favorite thing for easy access

he also loves to objectify you, using nicknames like "pet, toy, doll, etc."

"Ah ah.. look at me, keep your eyes on me sweets. It's not that hard." he says this as he literally pounds the shit out of your ass, gripping your chin so that you cant look away

speaking of this, he loves to force you to look at him. he cannot get enough of it. he wants to see your every move, every way you contort, and every sound you make, because he needs your reactions

he wants you to touch snd to grab him while he spanks you. him imagining you gripping his thighs or having you sucking him off will result in a spank of encouragement, his little treat. he loves it, he wants to feel you on him

also loves overstimulation while spanking you.. find his hands wandering and stroking your dick, or massaging your ass while he spanks you to increase your pleasure

out of the bedroom he continues this behavior. if youre in his shop helping him, he'll tap your ass before squeezing it, loving how shocked you get at his roughness in public

"Theres my little pet.. takin' this spanking all too well.. almost like you want me to make your ass more tender than it is!"

loves to ask you rhetorical questions to tease and taunt you. he wants to see you get all worked up over his nothing, his voice lingering in your ears to belittle you. he'd ask "oh sweets.. was that too hard? would you want me to be nicer? cause that pathetic moan you let out tells me a different story.."

is all for having you be loud and proud with your cries, god knows he gets loud, whether its dirt talk, grunting, or even a deeper growl, he does it, so he wants to hesr all those pretty sounds you have for him

he really loves to have you beg for him, something about having you so needy that you cannot restrain yourself makes him lose it. he wants you to cry, whine, beg, or stutter his name and beg for whatever he'll give you. because after that, hes fucking you so hard jnto the bedsheets, having you grip onto them with no signs of stopping. and trust that every plead is another spank, with him going "oh.. my dirt little toy loves it when I use their body snd treat them like the pathetic slut they are?"

is all for rubbing your tender spots and seeing your body jump from the feel of his calloused fingers running over you. he sometimes intentionally slaps the same soot because he needs to hear that lewd moan come from your mouth that makes him so hard

Peter Strahm

now he is a very stressed pent up man, he doesnt have a lot of outlets, so when his boyfriend introduces the idea, he looks into it for a bit before acting on it, hes not a really kinky guy

however, once he figures everything out, hes all for it. he finds a way to express his frustration sexually, seeing you under him as he fucks into you, moaning for his touch, it is therapeutic for him

he loves how his rings add a bit of a sting when they spank you, he loves how the specific marks on them show up and how you whimper, and honestly he loves to hold you down when he does it

the control he finally feels is a much different type of control than what he has at work. this control is stress free, he doesnt feel like he has a weight on his shoulders from conditions or cases he isnt meeting. he feels totally, and indescribably in power, and it turns him on so much more

hes never really experimented with kinks before, so expect him to find a new type of bliss with this. hes going to be as into this as you are, stroking your cheek with his pointer finger as he pleases both you and him

is more into praise than degradation, loves to say how pretty and sweet his boyfriend is. "My good little boy is taking it so well.. you cant get enough of me."

really loves to have you facing towards a mirror while he does it, he wants to see your face and he wants you to see how you look. having his dick slide in and out of you, your moaning face unnable to form any sentences, seeing his hand come up, only to roughly come down on your ass while he says how perfect you look

wants the verbal affirmation of how good it feels, he gets off on how he knows that hes doing good, that you cant help but tell him how good it feels

"There he is.. thats my boy. Thats right, take it, youre doing so well."

wants to have his hands all over you when he fucks and spanks you. on your thighs, on your shoulders, on your hips, or even spreading your ass to get the perfect view for his work

this section is so short im so sorry but it literally got deleted after i SAVED it so i gave up a little😭

thinks the way that you squirm when he holds your hips down/chokes you is hot, he loves to feel you moving and struggling for more against him

#lawrence gordon #lawrence gordon x reader #saw #sawposting #peter strahm #peter strahm x reader #bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #house of wax #american psycho #patrick bateman #patrick bateman x reader #slashers x reader #reader x slasher #slasher x reader

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janovavalen · 4 months

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—i adore youㆍ୨୧ㆍ

aegon Il targaryen × niece!reader

ㆍ୨୧ㆍ short story au

—part one — two — three — finished!

ㆍ୨୧ㆍ summary: the two of aegon and y/n never got along. never—all until aegon catches the oh so wonderful, sweetheart y/n targaryen at a club.

ㆍ୨୧ㆍ word count! 4516

ㆍ୨୧ㆍ warnings! drugs (cocaine, alcohol, weed,) typical targaryen incest, small obsessive/obsession if you squint , depression, smut, arranged marriage, pregnancy…HA—sorry yall

fix idea from this tt edit <3

this fic will NOT follow the story line/plot of HOD! although i made up this au, i do not own house of dragon nor do i own the series, books, and characters! all rights

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@dixie-elocin & @iamavailablesstuff

when aegon woke up the next morning after y/n’s departure, his bed was horrifying cold. he thought he’d be rather used to the coldness of this bed every once in a while but given the fact he used to wake up with a woman by his side every other two days or night he wasn’t too familiar with it.

he wasn’t used to this, not a all, not even a little. he found it hard to even leave the house to find a woman to replace y/n but found himself unable. he was helpless. he hadn’t even known her for a week and was already attached to her.

y/n’s had this ability to her existence to make people whenever she met and was around to have them swoon over her just by the simple smile she flashed, white hair she would tuck behind her ear and the way her body swayed when she walked.

groaning as he got up and out of bed he realized he wasn’t even hungry for breakfast. moving sluggishly to his bathroom which she was in last, he tried to get ready like a normal person but would only think of her.

seeing himself not getting any better with looking himself in the mirror and trying to forget about her; his mind started to track over a way to get to her, without raising trouble against the families.

while he brushed his teeth he started to slow his motions when an idea popped into his head that’s usually filled with wine, whores and his bed.

smiling to himself a bit he spit the remaining toothpaste out and walked over to his phone, dialing his brothers number.

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as y/n laid in her room with her phone in hand she scrolled through her social media and looked through her own account of which was various pictures of herself and other things that she’s posted.

sighing while she turned over to her stomach as she sucked on the lollipop that she had in her bedside table drawer—she found that her candy and other treats would last longer then they’re hidden away from her brothers and daemon.

while looking at videos of her friends she laughed a little and kicked her feet in the air slowly as she wrapped her ankles around one another.

when her room fell silent was when a maid came barging into her room along with others who were holding dresses and makeup.

‘what is this!? what’s going on!?’ y/n demanded as she sat up from her rested position and looked around with worry. soon after the maids were settled in her mom came close to follow with her outfit and makeup already down and made.

‘mom—‘

‘my sweet, i’m sorry to wake you up like this im sure you were resting well but we have very surprising guests that aren’t too far away and i need you ready…please don’t give them a hard time like your always doing’ her mom begged while moving over to y/n and giving her a soothing kiss on the check along with her hand being placed on her other.

‘but mom, who's even coming over?’

‘i can’t explain now i have so much to do—i’ll see you later okay!?’ she rushed out of the room and closed the door behind her leaving y/n speechless and a bit nervous. the maids gently made their way over to y/n and ushered her up and out of bed.

‘come on miss. targaryen let’s get you ready’ they spoke to her with calmness and y/n nodded her head slowly.

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getting ready itself took probably thirty minutes or an hour…y/n never kept count on how long it took, everything was made in a rush but was made with no failure.

y/n wore a simple tight dress with jewelry that showed the wealth her and her family held. her hair done in a simple braided bun with two pieces left out to fan over her forehead.

the makeup was simple, foundation, lipgloss and some mascara. giving her a more soft look. very different from what she does on herself which would be more dramatic eyeliner, lipliner and others.

her earrings were deep red to match the dress she wore on her body.

‘your done miss. y/n, and you look beautiful’ the maid that was doing makeup—jessica—softly smiled as y/n smiled back and resisted the urge to gulp a huge amount of warm spit that was burning in her mouth.

as they walked out, y/n was soon to follow as she let the bodyguards shut the door behind her while she held her hands in front of her and walked with them behind her.

she hated the fact that her parents ordered these grown men to follow her everywhere she went. they’ve been almost everywhere anyway—walking down the dark and long hallway she made herself to the main entrance room where her bothers already stood tall.

the obvious look of tiredness and just woken up being printed onto their faces. y/n tried not to laughs as she looked at them. her dad stood present next to their mom who held her hands in front of her.

the guards looked at her who were standing next to the door and they gave her a small look before she gave them a look and a small and quick nod. just at that they opened the door and there entered her grandpa…along with his wife and her kids—one being so painfully obvious aegon targaryen.

y/n sucked in a harsh gulp of air which drew the attention of daemon and jace. he quirked up a eyebrow before letting it falter and looked straight ahead.

‘father, i’m surprised you were able to visit. giving your obvious disabilities of the moment. i’m happy to see you’ she smiled at her dad who stumbled his way over to her with his cane helping him keep steady.

‘my daughter,i’m more than happy to see you and your family are doing well. i am however sorry that our presence was unannounced—‘

‘no, no, i’m happy your here, all is well’ she walked her way over to her dad and wrapped a hand around his arm to help him walk to their dining room.

y/n looked at aegon with pure worry as he looked at her back with a small smirk on his face—he had succeeded into seeing her and that’s all that matters in the moment. as for y/n she was rather unhappy and pleased at the same time to even see him again.

remembering their last words to him she felt her head thump evene harder in her chest against her ribcage.

‘to the kitchen everyone! we have breakfast ready and warm for you all to enjoy’ one of the maids smiled up at the families in front of her. she gave her best face to hide the pure fact she was beyond nervous, her hands lightly shaking with worry.

‘yes…let us eat’ aegon spoke softly as he look y/n up and down, focusing on her neck that would falter and gulp the warm spit in her mouth.

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as the two families sat across from each other. y/n sitting in the middle of her brothers and her mom sitting on the end of the table and daemon next to her, her father on the other table and his wife sitting next to him.

y/n almost scoffed when she saw luke and aemond glaring at each other over the place of waffles. aegon watched her every move as she ate her pancakes in a polite manner, her fork and knife being in contact with each other as she would make a clean cut to have a much smaller piece of pancake.

gods she was gorgeous at everything she did. he was completely helpless sitting across from her. she was so close yet so far away and he couldn’t help but notice and acknowledge the pain in his chest at her paying no mind to him.

this must be a game to her—perhaps a challenge. maybe she didn’t want to give away too much to her parents—that had to be it. there was no other reasonable reason.

‘so, what brings you all here today? so early in the morning at that’ daemon decided to start the conversation which would have stayed silent.

‘ah…yes that.’ her grandpa spoke as he cleared his throat and sat up from his seat with as much strength as he had.

alicent cleared her throat as well before whipping her mouth with the white napkin that laid in front of her as she sat up straighter.

‘well, we felt it would be appropriate and probably better for our family and future generations too…’ viserys looks at his wife who subtly nodded and put her head down.

‘…too marry off our children. aegon and y/n make a perfect match—‘

‘what!?’ her mom yelled as y/n gripped her dress form under the table and looked at aegon in the eyes as he smiled at her.

‘rhaenyra…’ her father grunted as she held pure anger and disappointment in her eyes at the fact her father was thinking of this. sure they’ve done same family marriages for years. that’s how they all kept the bloodline strong in the family and made sure that nobody else had the family under their feet if anything were to happen.

‘no—no i should have a say in this and my say is no—y/n and aegon? i mean…i mean no disrespect but he is not fit for my daughter whatsoever—‘

‘mom…’

‘no i’m being honest and truthful i want nothing but the best for my daughter and aegon is not close to that. he is not worthy of her—he can’t even keep his dick in his pants—‘

alicent slammed down onto the table to stop her from continuing as daemon smirked a little.

‘you will not speak of my son when he is right in front of you. he is well known to his failures but you are last to speak when your daughter was out in a club with men twice her age—‘

‘y/n—‘

‘i’m done, have a good day everyone, thank you for coming’ y/n mumbled as she raised from her seat and rushed out. awh one watched her leave and got up close to follow.

‘where are you—‘

‘the men’s room’ he mumbled as she rushed after her.

y/n felt her beth quicken as she felt closed and suffocated in the room she was in. even though they were unmoving she felt as if they were closing in on her just as quickly as she walked.

‘y/n—‘ his voice weak, begging.

‘stop following me!’ she yelled as she held her dress from her feet to make sure she didn’t fall.

his heart pinged with hurt when he noticed the quiver in her voice but kept moving after her—‘y/n, please—stop‘

‘no! you came into my house and have your father ask my mom to wed me to you? how could you do this!?’

‘what’s the difference,huh?’ he breathed heavily as she stopped her fast walking and stood still, giving him time to breath and see that her shoulders were shaking a bit. walking up to her hesitantly with his hand out to reach for her own that gripped her dress, she allowed him.

‘what’s the difference? we have two days together and after that you told me yourself that if we see each other again then it’s meant to be—‘

‘i know…i know i’m sorry it’s just—i’m not ready for marriage aegon…i’m not—what if in a horrible person, you don’t even know me—‘

‘i know you enough to know you're the one for me…’ he pulled his lips in a bit as she turned around slowly. the small forming of eye bags under her eyes furthermore hinting her tears that threatened to spill.

squinting his eyes a bit in hurt, he placed his cold hands over her face and held it. the rinds that decorated his fingers adding more coldness to his hands as she placed her own over his and held it. the warmth of her body bringing peace to his own.

sighing, y/n looked up into his eyes and smiled a bit before he did back, leaning in to place his forehead over her own as the two of them closed their eyes.

the sound of nothing was peace and everlasting comfort to the two. since they were born basically they were born into the loudness of the earth and their family— y/n more lucky than aegon.

‘i missed you’ he mumbled out as he opened his eyes and she did the same. she shaked a small sweet laugh and shook her head a bit.

‘it’s been…what? a day?’

‘a day and two nights’ he remarked with a shoulder shrug making y/n smile even more.

‘hopeless…utterly hopeless’

‘i’ll take that from you, just so you know if anyone other than yourself were to say that to me they’d be dead the next morning’ he tried to joke only for her to pull away from him, having his hands to grip her own as she held herself at arms length and laughed.

as he watched her carefree smile and laugh he couldn’t help being followed as y/n’s eyes grew smaller with her smile.

after a bit she let her laughter and his own die down, their ringed hands interlocked with one another—‘well we’re shall we go now?’ she asked him, her eyebrow pointed up in curiosity.

now that he had her, he could go anywhere without a fuss.

‘anywhere you want, i’ll be here to follow,’ he replied.

y/n felt her heart flutter with a cheeky smile on her face and her hand pulling his body closer to hers.

‘follow me, to the end of the world then’ she mumbled with a hint of playfulness in her voice.

‘as you wish’ he played back, his hand being pulled by her own that was held behind his back. his chest practically closed with her own.

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aegon and y/n ended up in the garden her family owns. y/n and her mom had liked the life of mother nature and the beauty in the different colors and plants. the huge variety being nearly endless.

rhaenyra had y/n plant a small plant or two on each of her birthdays and her brothers the same—they had more simple plants such as trees or some flowers or cactus. but y/n was in control of the flowers and taking care of the overall life of them.

the two smiled at each other as they walked down the rocky pebbled pathway that led all over the garden.

‘so, is this your family heirloom?’ aegon decided to speak over the silence that y/n invited.

she turned around and held his hands in her own while pulling him down the variety of flowers and trees—‘you could say that…we just like the idea of a nice and clean environment behind our house…i wouldn’t know what to do if they all died i’ve worked years on them’ she smiled a bit as she nodded and looked around at the garden.

‘do you grow anything?’

‘apples, barries, pumpkins…mostly anything. jace likes the idea of having a small market behind the house’ y/n jokes at the remembrance of jace picking his own breakfast almost every morning.

aegon couldn’t really relate—his own family has built themselves around the idea and life of luxury that they hardly shared moments with each other— his sister and brother were the favorites, so they probably have more to relate to with y/n rather than himself.

‘hm…’ he replied. not really knowing what else to say. she noticed this and kicked her bottom lip a bit before speaking once more.

‘come on…i have a place you may like.’

aegon was quick to follow her. his feet hot on her own as they were being controlled by her very presence. he found this a superpower of hers. behind being able to pull him anywhere without his own mind being in control of his body

after a bit of walking, y/n led him to a bunch of trees that closed in on each other and made a perfect circle to close them off of the outside world.

‘i come here to relax, be by myself and sleep…i’m able to get away from my family duties here—free of them’ she spoke softly as he looked at the beautiful plants that grew from the bottom of the trees.

he liked how she was a beautiful person, and loved to be surrounded by beautiful things. that’s what she deserved. that’s all y/n ever deserved. the best for herself and the best things for the rest of her life.

watching as she sat down and patted the spot next to her, he quickly followed to the green grass where she sat. her dress surrounded her body and the fluffiest from it creating a pillow-like look around her.

as y/n looked out into the distance and sighed before laying down onto her back her hair—white as snow, surrounding her head, aegon although placed a hand behind him to support his body.

humming to herself in pleasure and silence he wanted to speak to her—hear her voice.

‘what is it you wish to do with your life? if you were free from this family?’ he decided to ask her.

he loved this question. he thought about it to himself everyday that he was reminded about where he was born and who birthed him. the family he was born into.

he always thought of himself as some rebellious child living freely to do whatever he wanted without consequence.

she looked over and up at him with a small glint in her eyes, humming as she thought of an answer she finally spoke—her voice soft and gentle as always.

‘i would probably party every night…sleep in with my curtains closed without anyone to open them. wear short shorts and crop tops just because…drink and laugh with anyone without being scared to be killed by some jealous person who wished they lived like me. i’d be free.’ she whispered.

he felt a sudden air bubble in his throat grow but he suppressed it. she and him were just alike. the burning urge and need to be free and do whatever—the need for life outside of their own.

that’s what drew them to meet…her freedom.

leaning down, aegon let his body overlap her own, his arms holding themselves up by his forearms, placed next to her hair as his hands held her soft skinned face.

placing his lips softly over her own, she immediately kissed back—the soft plush of her lips molding with his own.

his mind racing at the fact her lips were just like they were when they first touched each other. her lips glossed and warm.

humming into her mouth as he moved his hand down to her neck, she moaned softly with the increased intensity he pressed onto her lips.

‘your so beautiful’ he mumbled into her mouth as she let her eyebrows softly move up—her heart racing as he gently held her in his hands.

‘your everything i’ve ever wanted… y/n targaryen’ he called her by her name, her lips forming a small smile against his own making him smile back.

‘aegon targaryen, you are gorgeous, beautiful and very pretty—i admire you’ she mumbled back. his hips twitched into her own at the sudden compliment.

he was never used to these—at all. not even by the people who should have reminded him. feeling his chest squeeze with desperation for her he leaned back down and kissed her fearlessly.

she kissed him back—with the same amount of affection and desperation—her hands working their way up to his face and holding it against her hands.

her hips rolled against his own for friction in the slight ache that grew between her legs. her stockings and underwear began to soak and tighten as his own trousers tightened around his pained cock.

‘i need you’ she mumbled into his lips while her eyes slightly opened and he kept his closed tightly—trying to ignore the pain that grew stronger and stronger. she saw his resistance and started to hint for him to let go.

‘aegon…please’ she whined—her legs now trying to move more around his body against his hips that slightly moved against her own.

‘fuck—‘ he mumbled while she started to allow him to please himself through his pants and onto her clothed heat.

‘it’s okay’ she mumbled—holding his face in her hands as he whined. putting his face between her shoulder and neck y/n placed her s/c hand on his neck, her fingers working through the small bits of his shoulder length hair.

‘fuck—i need to be in you’ he mumbled in desperation.

‘do it, do it— it’s okay, i’m ready’ she encouraged. while y/n hurried to pull up her dress and make way for him, he moved a hand down to unbuckle his painfully tight belt and pants.

once he was free from them, he let his underpants slip down and out of the way of his cock that was painfully hard and aching for her warmth. the second her dress was out of the way, he moved his finger into her.

she moaned loudly out of pure surprise making him jump to her mouth with one of his hands—‘sh, sh—we can’t get caught…we wouldn’t want your parents to see their perfect child beind fucked behind the trees of their garden by her future husband, now would we?’ he smiled a bit when she shook her head, his hand being moved and replaced with his lips.

she hungrily kissed back with her hand moving down and helping him enter her body.

he groaned lowly at the touch that she invited to his body—a small shock wave of pleasure running up his spine.

‘are you ready?’ she mumbled into his mouth. aegon nodded and let his slight lidded eyes follow her own which stayed focused on his.

the seconds his hard cock was into her heat, the both of them reacted just the same—pure pleasure. he sunk his hips into her as they touched her own which she moved to grow more friction.

quietly moaning with her mouth agape, she let his lips hover over his as he moved his hips slowly. going in and out of her body to crest pure paradise in her mind and body—their souls and bodies becoming one.

‘oh my—‘ she mumbled as she held her hand, interlocking them with each other—her eyes closed and seeking her climax that had yet to reach.

‘your so beautiful’ he admired as she was in her own world. eyebrows turned and mouth slightly open. hair laid underneath her head and drew itself along the green grass below.

as aegon moved his hips faster in and out of her heat, he felt his climax reach, her clutching and relaxing around him—he felt her milking on his climax.

‘i’m close—fuck my love, i’m so close…’ aegon mumbled into her lips that held themselves around her.

‘mhm—me too, me too—cum in me, please’ she held his hand against his face once more as he closed his eyes and placed his forehead against her forehead as they reached their climax together.

finally cumming in unison—y/n let her lips overlap his. her body shaking and his hips unmoving—every now and again stuttering against her own as she milked him dry.

after a bit of silence, y/n cracked a smile, leading him to do the same.

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weeks turned into months and those months turned into years. not soon later they were finally married off to each other.

aegon and y/n had their nights were they snuck out to have freedom of their own rather it be in a club, a restaurant without guards or even a pool to be regular people and have their own fun to themselves.

when they got home every night however jace and sometimes daemon were the first to see them. always hinting they better not get caught by rhaenyra—there they couldn’t be saved.

after their marriage, things settled down between the families, rhaenyra still unsettled and a bit hesitant to the fact that they were to share a home and bed together once y/n officially moved out into his home and away from her.

at the moment aegon and y/n sat in their room together as y/n soothed hummed to herself in her bed and her phone in hand. shein was getting ready for bed and finally stumbled his way over to her, snapping down onto the bed.

she laughed slightly as he groaned and rolled onto his back—‘my back hurts more than ever now and days’

‘awh is your old man days finally catching up to you? can’t keep up, is that it?’ she joked as she looked up at her and gasped in playfulness before going over to her and pulling her down with him.

she yelped and laughed loudly as he twisted and turned her body with his own in their bed. once he started to nip and kiss her neck she laughed and started to slow once he started to calm down himself.

laying down with him on her stomach as he looked up at her, y/n smiled down at him—leading him to pull his body up and softly kiss her lips.

this was what paradise was. this was happiness that he thought he’d never get the pleasure of finding.

‘how do you feel about kids?’ she randomly asked as he parted his lips from her own. he looked at her eyes with his lidded ones and smiled against her lips.

‘i wouldn't mind…a boy—‘

‘a girl’ she cut him off as she smiled. he frowned his eyebrows as she tilted her head slightly against the headboard, looking down at his lips and her stomach.

aegon finally took the hint and gasped as he pulled away from her stomach and looked between it and her.

‘really?!’ he gasped.

she smiled and nodded her head while he held his hands over her stomach.

‘i went yesterday…i didn’t get my period after half of two weeks when I was supposed to and got worried—so i went to the doctors, im expecting for december twenty first’ she smiled as he crawled his way back and over her body.

his mouth not uttering a word but only kissing her lips that smiled into his own. once he pulled away he could only mumble—‘i’m thankful that your giving me a chance to change who i was…i’m thankful—‘ he felt his breath hitch a bit before she placed a hand over his cheek.

‘oh my love—don’t thank me’ she mutters back before inviting him into another loving kiss.

#aegon targaryen x reader #aegon ii targaryen #aegon x reader #aemond targaryen x reader #house of the dragon #short story au ㆍ୨୧ㆍ

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The Assistant pt 1

Masterlist is pinned as always and please leave requests!

So I was blasting Government Hooker by Lady Gaga when picking up a friend and it gave me an excellent idea for a prompt I may use on some other characters but for now im doing Konig. I wanted to do this as a single part piece but I didnt get enough time in one it and wanted to post today, so here yall go!

When KorTac hired her, it was half a joke. The higher ups watched him get a bit war crime-y. Truth be told, it was partially a joke.

Did he need an assistant? Yes, he did. He was doing more desk work and they needed him to be efficient.

Konig was definitely concerned when there was a second smaller desk in his room. He assumed they were shuffling furniture around.

What he did not expect was a sweet little lady in a pencil skirt and a clipboard to skitter in.

“I'm so sorry, sir! I would have been on time and there’s no excuse, the boys were a bit… interested in my presence.” The young woman shuffled in, placing a tote, her clipboard, and the purse down.

She quickly shuffled over, “i apologize I forgot to introduce myself,” she held out her hand and gave her name. “I'm your new assistant, here to help with any need! It’s explicitly stated in my contract,” she giggled. Seemingly not understanding the meaning of ‘everything’ by those who hired her.

“Ah.” Konig said, gingerly shaking her hand. Uninterested.

“Hey, lady! There’s a package for you! From the top!” Horangi said, holding a box, chuckling. He set it in her desk and sauntered over Konig and tapped his chest. Whispering, “you’re gonna want to watch this.”

She raised an eyebrow then carefully started to open it. A small notecard on top, “contract says everything. Nothing but the best for the Colonel,” she mumbled as she read it. Opening the pink box, that was in the cardboard one.

Her face flushed and a scream that crackled up from her chest as she dropped the box to the floor.

She quickly skittered, crossing her sweater over her body and pulling her pencil skirt to try to hide, out the door. She mumbled while passing the two men, “pardon me I'm sorry. I need to go collect myself.”

Konig walked over to her desk, peaking at the plastic box on the floor. He bent down to pick through the items.

Bottle after bottle of lube, boxes of condoms, the note, a rechargeable bullet vibrator and cock ring.

“They sent this to a lady?” Konig scoffed.

“It was actually some of the recruits. Once they heard about how explicit her contract was.” Horangi said, picking it up. “Higher ups did mention that you didn’t have a partner.”

Konig groaned, “abusing a woman for her contract is no way to handle anything.”

“Is it abusing it if it's in her contact?”

“I will not be playing this game.”

“Suit yourself, she only takes orders from you.”

“Move the box somewhere. Anywhere but here.”

“You’re barracks it is.”

Konig sighed.

When the poor girl came back her hair was in a messy bun, slowing off her neck, and her sweater was crudely crossed over her skin. Her eyes were watery, but she didn’t appear to have cried. She stood in front of where Konig sat, gently set down a cup of coffee, and bowed her head a bit.

“Let me know if there’s any way I can assist you. You have three things on the agenda today. The first is drills with you recruits, happening in approximately 30 minutes. The second being a meeting at 1300 hours with your lieutenants. And the third a phone call from the general at 1600 hours. I’m going to prepare some notes for each of things I recommend you should cover, its up to you if you wish to use them.” She said before walking over and plopping herself on her chair. She opened up a small laptop and began typing things out.

The soft noises of her keyboard filled the room like a white noise. She didn’t even give him the opportunity to respond really.

He took a sip of the coffee, before humming with amusement. It was just how he liked it. Medium roast, a splash of half & half, and a bit of splenda. He had quit using sugar a while ago, but appreciated something to cut the bitter taste. She has put possibly a packet more of splenda than he would, but he didn’t complain, it was good coffee. It also wasn’t scalding hot, it was perfectly just beyond warm.

He glanced over at her and watched a small smile appear on the lady’s face.

He looked at the mug and gawked.

It’s pattern was that of the famous Austrian art piece, The Kiss by Gustav Klimt.

He would admit, this young woman had started to impress him. Good taste in art, great taste in mugs, and an excellent understanding of something as small as how he likes his coffee.

She also happily carried all his papers to mail boxes and such, refilling his coffee, and letting officers in to talk. She reminded him of his meeting, handing him half a page of notes with a small smiley face with a ‘Go get ‘em’ on it.

He would admit, he could get used to this.

Sadly the harassment from the recruits didn’t stop on the second day. There was a metal name plate on her desk with the words ‘Colonel’s Personal Whore’ on it, which almost made her faint. Konig watched carefully as she paled, smiling through it as she went to the bathroom. Konig chuckled at the terrible sign with bitter in his voice before throwing it in the bottom drawer of his desk.

She didn’t dare ask where the sign went. Konig was going to shove it up the ass of whoever dared to do it.

The sign did make him curious about her contract, he hoped it was an exaggeration.

He learned, however, actually why she hadn’t quit on the first day when the harassment started.

She was being paid a fuck ton and the wording as just as explicit as her joke and the harassment made it seem. It was clear she hadn’t read the whole contract. It stated things like how the company would take liability for any bodily injury so long as it only came from the Colonel, how they would pay for any abortion so long as she could prove it was the Colonel’s, and other horrible things. She had effectively signed away her body under some of the wording.

Wording like this is why Konig didn’t believe women should be in the workforce. This horrible objectivization of this woman was staring him in the face and he wanted to gag. This was a woman, not a fleshlight.

Poor thing was too simple to recognize what she had signed. A simple woman, which aroused him a bit.

On the fourth and fifth days he was growing more tired of the harassment than anyone. On the sixth day he decided to make a move.

He highlighted a section of the file on his computer. The contract was like seven pages long, but he only took snips of it to print. He stapled them together and put them on your desk when you were getting the notes you had printed for a meeting. You caught him walking out the door and he pressed a mask-covered kiss to her cheek.

“Thank you, I left something I want you to read through for me on your desk.” He said before heading to the board room with the notes in hand.

Her face went pale and her cheeks flushed as she read through it, the lingo finally clicking in her head. When he came back, her head was in her palms and her fingers were tangled in her hair.

#cod x reader #call of duty #konig x reader #konig call of duty #konig #konig cod #konig x y/n #konig modern warfare #konig mw2 #konig headcanons #konig x you

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valeskafics · 11 months

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Scream for Me (90s!Aegon/Aemond x Reader, 90s!Jace x Reader) - Scream AU, Chapter Twelve

mood board by @ruby-dragon 🔪 🩸

a/n: ITS HERE!!! this is the second to last chapter of the fic so i hope yall enjoy 🤭❤️

Summary: The identity of the killer(s) are finally revealed.

TW: profanity, innuendo, mentions of murder/violence/death, afab reader, she/her pronouns, blood, gore, an*l s*x, ass eating, f*ngering, blood k*nk, p in v s*x, an*l f*ngering, tiddy succin, knifeplay, group s*x, DP, oral m receiving, honestly im sorry if i missed anything but rip

Word Count: 1,915 words

Rating: 18+, MDNI

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

You, Aegon, Aemond, and Jace stand around the Targaryen family’s living room, almost as if you’re planning out some sort of battle. It’s ridiculous. It’s sex, why do they have to make it so fucking complicated? The four of you have, quite literally, murdered together. This shouldn’t be as big a deal as it seems to be. After a few moments of awkward silence, you decide to speak.

“So, uh,” you glance around at the three boys, “How do we go about doing this whole thing?”

“You have three holes for a reason-”

“Aegon!” you hiss, eyes narrowing at your best friend who seems very fucking pleased with himself, “Can you not be an asshole for two seconds?”

He raises his hands in surrender, “Okay, okay, sorry, fuck.”

Aemond decides that’s the moment for him to speak up and looks at the three of you, “Well, bunny, if you’re fine with it, Jace can have your mouth, I can have your ass-”

“What, why do you get her ass?” Jace demands, “You got her virginity!”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” you bury your face in your hands as the boys continue arguing.

Aemond drawls, glaring at Jace, “Well, Jacaerys, you’d probably kill her-”

“Would not!” Jace protests, standing up, only to sit back down, slightly woozy from blood loss.

You run over to him, fussing over him slightly, much to the chagrin of your other two… Jesus, what are they? Accomplices? Co-murderers? Boyfriends? Aemond makes a face and Aegon sighs, reminding him that Jace wouldn’t be getting fussed over if he didn’t fuck stab him in the first place.

“You can barely stand anyway,” Aemond points out, knife still in hand, “And yes, you would! You for her first time in her ass? No. Plus, I’m a bit more aware as to what Y/N likes and doesn’t like so it only makes sense for me to be the one-”

“Well that’s just unfair!” Aegon whines, sounding almost like a child to the point you and Jace exchange a look, “You’re just being greedy now, you fucking dick!”

Aemond rolls his eye and looks at his brother, “What do you suggest?”

Aegon speaks as though his idea is the most obvious solution in the world, “Jace in the pussy, me in the ass, you in the mouth. You already got to fuck her so it’s only fair you only get mouth. Jace is too big to fuck her ass for her first time and I’m her best friend so it only makes sense. Plus, Jace is injured and Princess can just ride him so he doesn’t fuckin’ pass out or something.”

All of you are silent for a moment, somewhat shocked at Aegon’s detailed analysis of the situation. How in the fuck did your idiot best friend come up with that?

“It makes sense,” Jace mumbles, earning a sharp glare from Aemond, “Sorry, but it does!”

You clear your throat, gaining the boys’ attention, “Do I get a say in this considering it’s my body?”

“You were a virgin until like two hours ago, Princess, sit down,” Aegon smirks.

You elbow him playfully, the two of you giggling before you speak, “Nah, but I think Aegon’s right.”

“So let’s move this to the bedroom then?” your best friend suggests, all of you being in agreement.

Once you get to Aegon’s room, the mood changes almost immediately. It’s charged, electric even, as the three of them gaze at you. You realize in the back of your mind that this is probably, in the long run, a horrible idea. But you look at them and decide you couldn’t give less of a fuck right now. You move toward Jace first, gently pushing him down onto the bed, climbing over him. Aemond and Aegon watch as you slowly peel off your clothes, tossing them aside. Aegon hands you his knife, allowing you to cut Jace’s shirt off his body since he can’t move his arm, the knife nicking his chest ever so slightly. Your eyes trail over his well-muscled chest, the crimson liquid dripping ever so slightly. You lean in, your tongue moving along the trail his blood left behind. Jace lets out a low groan, his hips bucking against yours as your tongue laves attention on his skin.

“Look at that,” Aegon coos, “Princess has a little thing for blood.”

You roll your eyes and move to kiss Jace, your lips stained with his blood. He moves eagerly to kiss you back, his good arm holding you close as you help him out of his pants. In a matter of moments, all of you have gotten rid of your clothes in a flurry of movement. You gasp as Aegon comes up behind you, pressing himself against your back, his hands moving around to cup your breasts. He pinches at your nipples, tugging slightly, smirking as he feels them pebble under his hands, squeezing your sensitive flesh.

“Aeg,” you moan, your hand moving back to thread in his hair as he continues.

You’re shocked for a moment when he moves his hands away, in fact, moves all of himself away from you, gently pushing you forward to kiss Jace once again. You moan into Jace’s mouth as Aemond kisses your neck, his fingers running along your inner thighs before his mouth latches onto one of your tits. You feel him nipping and sucking at your sensitive skin as he moves his hand away from your thighs to grip your hips, holding you in place as Jace continues kissing you. Jace smirks against your lips as he pushes two fingers inside you, making you whine slightly into his mouth.

“You’re already so fucking wet for us, huh, baby?” Jace coos, “Such a perfect pussy. So warm and tight on my fingers. Did you get this wet licking the blood off of me, baby?”

“Yes,” you admit, whimpering as his fingers continue moving in and out of you.

Jace moves to kiss the right side of your neck, biting down gently while Aemond continues mouthing at your tits. And again, you wonder where the fuck Aegon went, though you really are enjoying the attention from the other two. Your query is soon answered when you feel his finger gently pushing against your puckered hole. You gasp at the feeling tensing around Jace’s fingers.

“Get her wet first, brother,” Aemond mumbles against your skin, “Use your mouth on her pretty little ass.”

“An excellent idea, little brother,” Aegon smirks, sitting on his knees at the foot of the bed.

You’re completely taken by surprise when you feel Aegon’s tongue delve inside you. You let out a moan, one of your hands grasping at Aemond’s shoulder and the other at Jace’s curls, tugging slightly as you struggle to keep from falling over. Aegon’s tongue works its way inside you and you know you shouldn’t be enjoying this as much as you are, but you can’t help it. Having all three of these admittedly gorgeous men wanting to pleasure you is almost too much for you to handle and you soon find yourself coming on Jace’s fingers. He grins up at you, keeping an eye on you as he takes them into his mouth, licking them clean. Aegon finally removes his tongue from your ass, nipping playfully at your shoulder.

“Okay, Angel,” he murmurs in your ear, “You start riding Jace and I’m gonna work you with my fingers a bit to get you ready for me, yeah?”

“And I’m just supposed to sit here?” Aemond scoffs in annoyance.

Your hand moves to Aemond’s cock, giving him a long, slow stroke as you gaze up at him, “Don’t be greedy, Aem,” you chide playfully, “You’ll have my mouth on you soon.”

Aemond lets out a low groan, both at your words and your actions. You move and slowly sink down onto Jace’s admittedly large cock, feeling him fill you up in the most delicious of ways. Jace’s teeth sink into his bottom lip as you begin riding him. He holds your hips, helping you set a steady pace. You feel Aegon pushing a finger inside you and, while it feels slightly uncomfortable at first, you quickly realize that you like being filled up like that.

Aemond watches you, an amused smirk playing at his lip while you continue working your hand against him. Your hand is so small and soft compared to his, he doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to think of using his own hand again when he has you.

Aegon pushes one more finger inside you, then a third, making you cry out his name, still bouncing on Jace’s cock. Jace can’t help but move his hands to where your bodies join and rub his thumb against your clit, circling it in a way that drives you absolutely mad. You come again, soaking his cock, and Jace grips your hips to keep you still, not wanting to finish yet, but enjoying the feeling of your walls squeezing him like a vice.

Aegon removes his fingers from you, running the tip of his cock along your puckered hole, “You ready to scream for me, baby?”

You nod, breathless, before grabbing Aegon’s knife and handing it to Aemond, “Cut me.”

Aemond readily obliges as Aegon’s cock pushes inside your ass. Jace groans as you squeeze around him at the feeling, still holding you in place, as Aegon buries himself inside you. Both of them fill you up in a way you never thought possible as Aemond drags the blade against your collarbone. The sting of the knife and the feeling of blood trickling from your skin makes you let out a mewl as Aegon begins moving against you.

“Be a good girl and suck Aemond’s dick now, baby,” Jace encourages, “He’s been waiting.”

You nod, turning to Aemond expectantly, your lips parted ever so slightly as he laps at your neck, only pulling away when you whine, begging him to let you suck him off. You take him into your mouth, barely able to do anything but hollow your cheeks and allow him to buck his hips against you.

Aegon was certainly onto something when he came up with this, you think in your haze of pleasure as you continue riding Jace, feeling Aegon’s hips stuttering against yours and Aemond’s length hitting the back of your throat. Jace grabs the knife from where Aemond discarded it, running it just between your tits, admiring as some blood trickles down. He laps at your blood, the four of you completely lost in whatever this is that’s happening between you. Aegon lets out a low moan, spilling himself in your ass and you reach your third peak against Jace, squeezing him tight, triggering his own release.

You then move to focus your attention on Aemond, gazing up at him through your lashes as he fucks your mouth relentlessly, making you gag on his cock, finally cumming on your tongue with a loud groan.

The four of you are a sweaty, bloody mess by the end of it and you can’t help but burst into laughter, the boys following soon after.

“We need to get you to a hospital, Jace,” you say once you’ve all calmed down, “And someone needs to call Daemon so we can give our story.”

“Sure thing, baby.”

“Good idea, Princess.”

“I’ll take care of it, bunny.”

You smile to yourself, enjoying the direction this evening has taken more than you care to admit.

#Jacaerys x reader #Jace velaryon x reader #jacaerys velaryon x reader #aemond x reader #aemond targaryen #jace velaryon #jacaerys velaryon #aemond Targaryen x reader #aegon ii x reader #Aegon x reader #Aegon Targaryen x reader #aegon ii #Aegon ii targaryen #Aegon targaryen ii #scream hotd au #scream for me fic #my writing

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urlocalfaggot · 11 months

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Hello! Can I request Tamaki or Kaoru from OHSHC with a male reader that’s in the club and the girls keep shipping them? Thank you!

ofc! thank you for requesting:) (ALSO HAPPY PRIDE MONTH YALL)

Fandom: OHSHC

Character: Tamaki Suoh

Fluff

Perfect Pair

(M/n) joined Ouran late in his first year. That's when he met Tamaki Suoh and Kyoya Ootori. Tamaki came up to him, Kyoya being dragged behind him, and asked to be friends. Timeskip to a year later and now you are a part of the infamous Host club. (M/n) was the second highest requested host in the host club. Right after Tamaki. This day in particular was a pretty busy day for the host club. You were refilling tea cups for your guests when you overheard a group of girls talking. "Isn't it funny how most of the hosts, host in pairs?" one of them asked the others. "What do you mean pairs?" "Like, ok look. You have Hikaru and Kaoru, one pair, then you have Mori and Hunny, the other pair. Then there's (M/n) and Tamaki, who are not an official pair but honestly I would come more often to see that." (M/n) left with his now filled tea cups. 'Me and Tamaki? A pair?' (M/n) thought. The day went by fast. The next day the host club was doing what they always do, but then the words from yesterday came back into (M/n)'s mind. He then got an idea and went over to Tamaki. The said blond boy was getting some commoners coffee for his guests. (M/n) then puts his arms around Tamaki's waist "What'cha doin' there?" the (h/c) haired male asked as he peered over tamaki's shoulder. Tamaki blushed at the sudden action. "G-getting some commoners coffee", the blonde said, trying to act like he is not internally having a gay panic. "Ooo! Make me one too! Make it sweet/bitter though." (M/n) said with a smile while resting his head on Tamiki's shoulder. Then all of a sudden you hear a squeel, it was the girl from the day prior, "Eee! See I told you! They are the perfect pair!" Those words played in Tamaki's head 'Perfect pair..' He then smiled, 'I guess we are.'

ok but am i the only one who kinda got Sasaki to Miyano vibes? i didnt mean to do that but i love those little fruity boys (IK THIS TOOK A LONG TIME TO GET OUT IM SORRY SCHOOL IS JUST A PAIN. BUT IM TRYING TO DO MY REQUESTS I PROMISE)

#tamaki suoh x male reader #male reader #x male reader #tamaki suoh #ohshc x male reader #fluff #ouron high school host club #ouron high school host club x male reader #ohshc tamaki #ohshc x reader

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halfusek · 1 year

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man. batdr archives. what

i hate them

sorry im gonna go full on hater mode here because oh my god? oh my god

i’ve got a sneaking suspicion that this came out now as damage control for the AI thing because 1. it wasn’t included in the game all along like BATIM’s archives were and 2. this tweet

like was it thrown together in such a rush that they forgot a whole ass character?

or it is a joke and was a planned action half a year after the game came out but eh who knows

either way this is not what i’m here to rant about (cuz im sure this is gonna turn to a rant)

it’s about bad writing, bad exposition and bad game design. buckle up!

i see what they mean with the smile being a challenge to create, you can see in countless animations for fansongs how different artists tackled that and for one i think they did that very well

however. why the clothes exactly? is it just a meta reason with no reasoning in-universe whatsoever?

and look i’m not a fan of the ink demon having a voice (though i respect the craft behind it, the voice actor is very talented, it’s just a personal preference) BUT if you made the ink demon talk you should by logical extension either make toon bendy talk as well or explain why the hell he’s talking? i can see it being distracting but there are characters that have squeaky annoying voices in games and they’re fine (and it’s not like toon bendy is around the player for a super long time)

i dunno what logic this whole thing operates on anymore but if joey commissioned the ink machine then it should be his and arch gate got all his shit after he passed away so idk what retrieve is supposed to mean here

but it could just be badly written sentences and the archive is full of those (once again making me think that the thing was done in a rush)

that’s fair i guess

yall did make him look like a generic demon tho

i mean... it could be worse? if the goal was to make him look out of place then it was achieved but idk if it’s actually a good thing

i do like the bit about Wilson influencing how things look under him being in control of the cycle (though they have a very silly definition about what the cycle is but more about that later)

dude. the beast bendy design was already bad in BATIM and they made it even worse in BATDR like what TToTT

its just an angry mountain of muscles, the batim design at least had that leg injury thing going on which made moving with front arms make more sense, this dude right here is just a big inky gorilla (and not in a good way)

playing as the final form in on itself isnt a bad idea, does sound quite fun, personally tho i did not enjoy the very ending on the game

i dunno it just felt weird and all the other characters randomly appearing and the lost ones attacking being so awkward and ink demon acting as if they could kill you... nah man i wasn’t feeling it

okay so lets get this straight

cycle = a series of events that repeat

breaking the cycle would mean doing something different and stopping the cycle from continuing (so what... wilson was doing actually)

saying that making it restart again is what breaking it means is just??? no?

“satisfying face reveal” welp. each to their own XD

i see their purpose theme and thats neat and all but man do i hate how henry in this game is just. there and how some stranger is the person helping him get out of his horrible fate like its sooooooo unsatisfying

yeah she got more personality ill give her that

but she’s not a beacon of hope. she’s a beacon of tearing away the satisfaction of defeating a villain that we as the player worked hard towards

and uh... isn’t getting thrown into a horrible dimension full of monsters that audrey isn’t familiar with and is supposed to be freaked out about a bad moment to introduce a familiar face? like from a writing perspective, because it happens nearly instantly as chapter one starts

shouldn’t audrey be unmotivated then and struggling to figure out the world on her own? the player should also be haunted at this world, like it’s a horror game bestie ! don’t make me comfortable

well glad to hear the confirmation on that batds is happening in pararel to batdr

but his involvement in the main story is honestly such a nothing burger

is he there just so you can put batdr on the “can you pet the dog” site?

oh ok so what you’re basically putting down here is that he’s a boring perfect extremely rich guy, wasn’t even a bad father, completely stripping wilson’s arc of depth, cool, was afraid there would be something of substance powering the backbone of the plot of this game

and saying that both joey and wilson are worse people because theyre cringefail at business XDDDDDDDDDDD

ok here is something that im glad they addressed because ive been wondering about it - how audrey forgot that joey was her dad and how did she end up working at arch gate then

i suppose it implies that there’s something we might still learn/theorize about it, like for example if it was the machine drawing her in or gent wanting to get the machine back and manipulating things into place from behind the scenes

i really wonder how you can enter in and out the ink realm unnaturally but good to mention why he looks like that if he’s supposed to be nathan’s son

you cant just say that a character was important to the story, its not gonna happen from words

how is she important exactly? she just talks and uh.. helps audrey make the drink that makes you fall asleep? man that section of the game was Weird

i do want to like her, she seems nice and there could be interesting things to her backstory but as for the plot she really didn’t do much, sorry, betty

if you wanna say that pushing the plot forward by giving audrey that drink and then alice appearing outta nowhere and kidnapping here is a good big contribution then idk what to tell you... its such a bad way to make the plot progress, it was so confusing because characters were behaving as in forced to do Things to Progress the Plot (especially Audrey drinking that thing at all like seriously girl?? and Alice appearing comically at the last sip like wooooooow are you for real)

ah. so they were attempting a redemption arc

[saying this he didn’t threw aside the large rock. he was right to be holding the large rock]

this sucks man! what did joey help correct exactly? created more ink people to suffer eternally? wow, dude, thanks

also lmao what learned from his mistakes, did you HEAR his dialogue at the end of batim?? (an audrey can be heard right after that scene as well so isnt his whole change of heart supposed to be happening around here + allison has already been added to the squad)

it’s just... it’s just such bullshit man

you can make us like joey as a character but don’t you fucking dare make us like him as a person

bad. just bad

(aaaaaand this is the part that made me realize i wish the archives just. weren’t added! wow! i’m even surprised with myself with how much I Don’t Like them)

WHAT flaws??? hello??? please give it a big thinking and tell me what flaws does Audrey have im shaking and crying

also is her “deep dark past” supposed to just be like bEINg JoEY DRewS DAUghtER OOOoooOOo? lmao. wow so dark wow so deep

i dont know why this story needed a fresh pair of eyes because the story is that audrey is joeys daughter and that wilson is nathan archs son and that bendy is bendy. wow so deep so dark and complicated!!!!!!!11!!111

also whats the point of fresh eyes if you welcome us with familiar faces?

also sorry to break this to you but its not hard to stand out from the kinda cast that is presented to us in this game. sorry i cant decide if i care more about audrey or random employee number 24 with a random problem that i have 0 reason or time to get attached to. i seriously cant decide

suuuure we were so muddled xD oh you got us so good you sneaky little cheeky little quirky little

cant fucking believe we almost had a proper nathan arch jr and a secret one eyed villain that there was so much hype about and theories that they obviously tried to deliever here

its speculative but. knowing that they take inspiration from fan theories - they admitted to it and ex employees said so, i think we would have to be in some serious denial to think that @lucky-dreamfisher‘s one-eyed bendy theory wasn’t meant to be represented here with wilson’s character

ALSO THIS NARRATIVE. THIS NARRATIVE HAS ZERO- NO, NEGATIVE AMOUNT OF COMPLEXITY

GOD

this story makes so much LESS sense based on what you said! aaaaaaaa we were so close to greatness

what is so wrong with not resetting the cycle then?

not that im a fan of how wilson was approaching things, he very clearly wanted to make himself the ruler of this realm and have power over everyone but sounds like that sure beats living under ink demons reign?

but also idk if this is entirely true like in batim chapter 5 we can see that lost ones were capable of making that lost harbour and sammy is later mentioned to have mastered a special ability too so??

i wish we learned more about the pit because it sounds quite interesting and we were working hard towards getting there and finally didnt get to see it at all (a shame! very unrewarding to the player)

im not gonna comment on reverting here cuz its a serious mental thing im not knowledgable about

i haaaate this

you... this is not how exposition is done!

show don’t tell?? how about SHOW don’t TELL??

what in the goddamn. you can’t just pull that outta your ass and say yep. this is how it is. bro. dude.

im referring here to the ink machine bit, the previous sentences can actually be seen in the story

but the design does not reflect what is written here

and they are doing so much of that in these archives, this telling of the story in a place that is not meant for telling of the story, you do that IN the STORY. rarghrgrh

surprise i found another nice thing: confirmation on that alice was the one who mutilated the butcher gang, cuz i dont think that was ever confirmed before but at least you can find implications of that in the game so its fine to outright confirm that here, good job about that

i dont know what theyre on about carley, she doesnt really look like that to me and ive looked at her model in the archives, in the files and at peoples renders of her and i just dont see it

but i guess it might mean it was like a suit that someone got stuck in- FNAF?!>!!>!?

no way. no fucking way

we got robbed what ToT

he was removed in favour of WHAT???? AMOK????

dude there ill be real. there’s barely anything that is worth keeping there instead of having him play a bigger role

and im not even that big on sammys character! hes one of my least liked characters personally even! but at least there is something more to him and just man after 5 years you could have given him more than just a dumb wilhelm scream joke, that almost feels like a spat in the face lmao

thanks for again confirming something though with that flow thing, as we noticed sammy uses gaps in the wall in batim chapter 2 to travel around the place

why not have him teach audrey the flow ability? imagine how could that would have been

im just baffled this exist but sammy apparently had to be cut out

lol

lmao

moving on

my brother in christ why are you making it a mystery if she will appear, she literally appeared in every game so far with quite major roles

also... what layers? sure in batim with her story (susie’s story) there sure been some layers, susie’s story in batim is probably aside from joey’s story the deepest character arc they got

but alice in batdr? she’s there to play a stupid game she set herself up to lose, get mad at that (eh?) shoot you and die

what layers, really

gender

but also idk i found the fight annoying and random, you could throw it out and not much of value would be lost, put sammy back in

YOU MADE HIM NOTHING

YOU TOOK A PERFECTLY FINE ENEMY AND GAVE IT ANXIETY THATS WHAT YOU DID /j /ref

idk if id describe the ink demon as putting the player on edge because he doesnt actually roam the place

you see a grey overlay on your screen and you need to hide or you die... which gets tiring fast and annoying

you totally could still have lurker (even if just restricted to some areas) as a free roaming monster

and the unlikely ally thing is just so bland like yeah he’s there, we know nothing about him aside from that he eats hearts, incredibly charming fella

not thrilled by his design either but that issue i already had with the first trailer but i guess they just sticked with that

bendy devs not use mental illnesses as derogatory terms challenge

i like the crab boy design, he’s sillay

bro forgot a texture tho

so yeah not. happy with the archives

sorry if im like overly negative but ive honestly tried to give this sequel (because despite what they were saying it IS undoubtedly a sequel) my best assumptions and it turns out its nearly all the worst assumptions

its annoying, im annoyed

they should hire a writer to help them get this mess together, maybe get adrienne in on it, i dunno, because clearly if they need to be specific and not leaving things open like in batim, then they arent managing very well

they even fucking killed harold

#bendy and the dark revival #bendy and the ink machine #batdr #batim #halfpost

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dandelions-fly-in-summer-skies · 4 months

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This is an idea that came to me in a dream and please please read it or I might cry bc I couldn’t get to sleep for ages after this

edit: link to the poll: https://www.tumblr.com/literatureisdying/737806048436568064/you-better-vote-yes-yes-no?source=share

edits I am making now after writing the original thing at 1am are in italics

(there is a tl; dr at the bottom under the cut but I highly recommend reading he notesapp word vomit first bc uhh it provides context and it’s a bit funny)(however if you can’t understand the big block of text please dm me/ send me an ask and I’ll explain the whole thing more concisely)

I would like to preface this by saying I am writing this at 1am in my notesapp

Okay guys I had this weird ass dream where basically @literatureisdying (im sorry you’re the main character 😭😭) made this freaky timed poll where you had to click either yes or no and there was propaganda and everything like atlas was very much on the yes team but some ppl (@bassguitarinablackt-shirt maybe??? also uhh hi new mutual im sorry im crazy <33) were VERY much no (im talking fulling pinning a gigantic image of the word no to their blog etc. and I wasn’t sure what the poll was ab so I went to vote and bc I can’t make a decision to save my life I closed my eyes and frantically tapped at the screen until I clicked an option, I clicked yes, and apparently I wanted smth from atlas in this dream (no idea what) and an the website gave me an option after I voted to request this from atlas (??) so I did and then I went back to tumblr to try and figure out what the poll was about and I got the impression it might be whether someone has a crush on someone (I immediately when to yk who but it might not be) and yeah but I FUCKING WOKE UP BEFORE I FIGURED OUT WHAT THE POLL WAS AB so all im saying is atlas you must create this irl it doesnt have to have a point it can just be all of us being weird as fuck and doing propaganda and being dramatic and adamant and just pure chaos for a week as we rally for our side uhhh ty for reading this ALL imma try sleep now I’ll post this in the morning ig

Tagging some ppl + summary under the cut

Tl; dr: So basically I want atlas to make a timed poll where we either vote yes or no and then have chaos for a week as we try to advocate for our side

@gently-decaying-flowers @imslowlydisintegrating( I think you guys and asher and atlas were sorta presence in my dream idk probs bc of innocent sin)

@svnflowermoon @tellme-o-muse (you two are away from tumblr atm so lots of <33333 and if you come back and this is what we’re doing yk what we’re talking ab) @bookscorpion73 @astraeasparrow @zzzzzzzzzee @mandythedino @giveuthemo0n @recklessandyoung(yall have to join you have no choice) abs uhhh idk if I should tag more ppl but I will if this flops bye

#I don’t know what im doing #just dandy thoughts

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the-s1lly-corner · 9 months

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Which of the creeps (that you write romantically for) be okay/like a bada$$ s/o? Like every1 is intimidated and every1 thinks that if you try to fight them you’re stupid? Have a great day!!

Creeps with a badass reader!

i actually really like this idea!! also im so so sorry it took me so long to get to this </3!! ive kinda been focusing on art these past few days, and when i havent been drawing ive kinda been. laying in my own. feelings. sleepy.... yk how it is!!

with that said! yeah! i wont be doing all the bare bones list of characters i usually do with non specified characters! to keep true with the prompt im going to stick with characters i feel would like this kind of S/O and/or compliment the readers fierce nature... also going to aim for a more comedic style

LIST OF CHARACTERS: Laughing Jack, Eyeless Jack, Hoodie, Splendorman

CW; mentions of violence

Splendorman;

No because just think about it; a soft easy going cryptid with a strong and ready to fight partner

"he asked for no pickles" dynamic basically imo LMAO

he would rather you tone it down, or at least dont fight for him... he doesnt want you to get hurt, or in trouble..! mostly trouble, he knows you can handle yourself

he wont ever say it but hes internally swooning anytime you fight for him, though. like. "oh? they would do this for me just because someone said something vaguely mean about me?"... hes red in the face

tries to introduce you to new people to make potential friends since he kinda thinks part of your bloodlust(/j) is from loneliness, which in turn makes people see you as.. mean... so its a loop. he doesnt mean it in a bad way! he just cares about your well being!

overall he secretly thinks its hot but hed rather you stay out of trouble and hed try to find ways to make you less fierce...

Laughing Jack;

like splendorman he thinks its hot but he WILL vocalize it

also he thinks its really funny whenever people try to antagonize you

pulls a bag of popcorn out of thin air and watches the show/hj

he will literally cheer for you from the sidelines and becomes the fights personal announcer

absolutely treats you when you win; showered in praise and love and gifts

hes flustered; depending on what color you think he blushes (personally i think he blushes a purpleish-grey), his entire face is that color when he watches it happen

again, hes really into it

smh ive been on a lj trip these past few days and i hardly got anything for him here god mfing damn!!!!

Hoodie;

ngl he probably throws himself into the fight and yall both kick the shit out of the person

basically think something like this scene (ive never seen jjba my friend showed me this) where he just joins you after watching for a few seconds (we can say the third person is masky/j)

anyways it wont let me move the gif up so pretend the gif is under the above bullet point instead of at the end of this segment

really yall are kinda the same but hoodie is more likely to sit back and access the situation before jumping in and fighting someone unless like. its an immediate life or death thing

now how does he feel about you being a proclaimed badass?

he respects it, and he knows that you can defend yourself when hes not around so it also puts him at ease

maybe you two will spar every now and then to get better at defense and offense stuff (he will not go easy on you btw, bro will give it his all)

Eyeless Jack;

he doesnt really like the fighting since hes also likely the one who has to patch you up afterwards. like even if you win the fight youre still going to be hurt in some way, this applies to all the other characters too. ej is just the only one who has the knowledge when it comes to tending wounds...

with ej, in my au, he doesnt really. like conflict, especially since his own body is changing into something that isnt human; he already has enough on his plate already, doesnt need to go bury an extra body because he let his temper get the better of him

and every now and then, that mindset of avoiding conflict bleeds to how he views you and your attitude

hes happy that you can defend yourself, like hoodie he admires it; but at the same time he gets so scared that youre going to pick a fight with the wrong person or get hit in the wrong spot, and..

he does not pity those who are dumb enough to rile you up, though..

overall he worries for you and already has enough on his plate with himself ... but dont think that he sees tending to you as a burden! hell do it regardless of what caused your injury

possible idea for an angst post? ooo? maybe, if you guys want it

#creepypasta headcanon #splendorman x reader #laughing jack x reader #hoodie x reader #eyeless jack x reader #splendorman x you #laughing jack x you #hoodie x you #eyeless jack x you

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bli-o · 2 months

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ITAFUSHI NATION IM HAVING AN EPIPHANY LISTEN TO ME

ok so my wonderful partner @mawce444 pointed out that Will Wood’s Against The Kitchen Floor is a really good fit for Yuji and i agreed but while listening in the shower(where my brain comes up with most things) i realized it’s honestly really fitting for Megumi and then i realized it really fits both of them and then i realized it’s like a perfect duet for the two and puts the parallels between them I’ve been admiring into words perfectly. These characters are known as the Sunshine x Raincloud duo but honestly my favorite thing about them is the fact that despite being polar opposites on a surface they are fundamentally similar.

On with my ramblings about jjk characters being will wood songs under the cut—

I could go on about these lyrics for ages but I’ll give you some of my favorite outtakes. Listen to the song and see for yourself as well.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I promise, I’m doing my best. I just haven’t learned how to be human as you are yet.”

Ok, starting out with one of my favorites. This from Yuji’s perspective reminds me of how all throughout the series curses and humans alike have referred to Yuji as “Sukuna’s vessel” and denied him the right to be anything more than that. It’s also similar to Megumi’s closed off and secretive personality which only people like Yuji and Nobara have managed to crack open. I really. Really. Like the idea of him saying this to yuji in a duet cuz like… this is headcanon and projection talking, but megumi being one of the few to not only see Yuji as himself but wishing he could be as open and vulnerable—in a way more human—than him,,., this targeted me specifically oh my god

“I still don’t know who you are, I only know that I’m still lonely; that morbid sort where even company can’t cure me and the more you reassure the less I trust.”

this!!! this!!! perfect blend of yuji feeling isolated due to being a vessel and megumi’s isolation because of his closed off personality distant or lost family. Well. His family’s like entirely gone now + his only remaining father figure so like even more so now.

“I’m catatonic in your arms, crying ‘How did I cause so much harm?’ I’m down pounding my head against the kitchen floor, apologizing for my life and ever entering yours.”

IM!!! Its over for me itafushi nation. leave me. go on without me. Its literally. Perfect imagery of the shibuya incident and chapter 251. Yuji blaming himself for the deaths of the people in shibuya. Megumi blaming himself for the deaths of his only remaining family??? chat im through. don’t think i forgot about you yuji “don’t you dare tell fushiguro” itadori!!!! i know you still have a guilt complex bc you think megumi will regret having saved you.

“Don’t say ‘I’m sorry, but this can’t go on’, I know you’ve got scars of your own, but hide my knives before you go, I’ll either live or die alone.”

honestly??? feels like the parallel scenes between 251 and Yuji and Todo’s in shibuya. And the “I’ll either live or die alone” because of yuji and megumi’s respective isolations???? oh my god

I’ve gotten through the most major parallels time to move on to the more individual lyrics???

“I’ve lived more lives than enough; I havent died quite as much, but I’m not a real person, just the shit you cant make up, and…”

yuji’s lives before and after entering the jujutsu world??? the quite literal amount of times he’s died??? his role as an inhuman “vessel” or “time-bomb” or “half-curse monster”???? ugh. ugggggh. my son….

“I keep a locket with a picture on the back of my head, oh, monkey-wrench my side-view mirrors, ghost my friends.”

Megumi??? not being vulnerable and never revealing much about himself, even to the people who care about him, instead choosing to suffer alone???

ok yall. I’ve removed most of the worms from my brain with this post but you really just gotta listen to it yourself. More will wood-jjk parallels include:

Laplace’s Angel-Mahito

Outliars and Hyppocrates-Sukuna(especially in regards to yuji)

The Main Character - Gojo(Kinda? i’d have to explain.)

not to mention suburbia overture putting an au idea in my head,,,, i’ll hold my tongue because ive never kept my word on completing any large-scale writing project before but the itch to remove more of the worms from my brain is there,,,,

Anyways thank you guys for listening to my deranged ramblings. Here’s a gold star for helping with my brain eating amoeba treatment⭐️

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