#like tongue splitting or w/e

[tanadrin]

The questions of medical ethics (and medical malpractice liability!) are in themselves pretty thorny, and there are practical questions about, like, what government-provided or government-mandated healthcare should pay for that IMO come down to purely utilitarian calculations, so I don't pretend to have very specific policy prescriptions around bodily autonomy. But as a general principle, "shut the fuck up about what any individual chooses to do with their own body" is an easy to follow rule that more people should observe.

#though suffice it to say i do think medical ethics as they currently stand #are quite paternalistic on this issue #people who go in for relatively simple body mods #like tongue splitting or w/e #should be able to benefit from the expertise of medical professionals #even if they have to pay out of pocket for it

[lovebugism]

ooooo what abt for blurbcember being alone on Christmas Eve w Steve x reader & once one of them realizes they are alone when they called they speed over and spend the night together, maybe confess some feelings too👀

hope you like it!! — you call steve when you end up alone on christmas eve and he comes over without thinking twice, 'cause that's what best friends are for, right? (friends in love, hurt/comfort, 1.4k)

blurbcember ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

Just a moment ago, Steve Harrington was on his couch. He had an arm around his girlfriend and a scruffy cheek on her hair as they watched A Christmas Story for the third time that evening. His dad was snoring over it from his spot on the recliner while mom watched on from the kitchen, where she’d just popped in another batch of cookies. 

Everything smelled like vanilla. Like home and the holiday season.

Then the phone rang. His mother picked it up, hiding her wine-drunk slurs as she answered. It was for him, of course, because it was you. “Feel like spending Christmas Eve getting drunk with me, Harrington?” you’d ask through the static of the receiver.

It’s like he blinked and he was in your childhood bedroom, splitting a bottle of your dad’s expensive liquor with you in your twin-sized bed.

The too-big house down the street was dark and empty, with you abandoned inside of it. The entire mansion was horribly clean — too clean — like no one actually lived there. The only Christmas decoration in the whole place was the tiny Christmas tree on your dresser. It basks the two of you in a golden hue while you laugh together in similar colors.

“So your parents just… left you here?” Steve presses, lying on his side at the edge of your mattress, propping his weight on his elbow.

You nod and take a swig from the glass bottle. Your lips shine with the amber liquid until you swipe your tongue against your buzzing bottom lip. “Holiday party at the Carmichael’s. No kids allowed,” you answer. You manage to smile as you say it — ‘cause you haven’t been a kid for a while — but it’s still slightly forced. 

Steve can see right through it.

“Still,” he insists with a furrow to his brow as he takes the bottle from you. “That’s really shitty.”

“Well, my parents are basically the king and queen of being shitty, so…”

Steve scoffs an emotionless laugh and raises the whiskey to his lips. The thing glugs when he tips it back. He takes a small sip, just enough to coat his tongue, because he knows he’ll have to go back home eventually. He licks at his shining rosy lips, just to feel how numb they are. 

“Your parents are shitty, and mine are… total fakes,” he concludes with a lopsided, sorrowful grin.

“Drunk enough to vent yet?” you tease, smiling down at him with your cheek tilted to your shoulder.

“No— I mean, there’s… there’s nothing to vent about, you know? They’re just, like, putting on happy faces for everyone at the party like they weren’t totally falling apart two days ago. Now it’s just like… nothing ever happened.”

You figure by “nothing to vent about,” he means that there’s a world of shit to vent about but that he doesn’t really feel like getting into any of it. You don’t blame him. He’s not the one who called his best friend on the very brink of falling apart, anyway.

“Is that what you were doing when I called?”

He nods, blinking slow and smiling soft. “Thanks for saving me, by the way.”

“Bet you’re missing loads of fun right now, Harrington.”

“Yeah, right,” he scoffs and passes the whiskey off to you. “Right now, my dad’s passed out in his Laz-E-Boy, and my mom’s watching the same Christmas movie over and over and over again.”

The visual makes you laugh.

Steve laughs because you are.

“Yeah. I mean, Nancy’s into it, I guess, but that’s just because she’s way too nice to—”

“Nancy’s there?” you blurt before you mean to, gaping with a shock you couldn’t hide if you wanted to. You thought he might’ve been as lonely as you were. You figured that’s why he dropped everything for you without thinking twice.

Your confusion makes his face screw up. He’s too oblivious to understand. “…Yeah?”

“You said you weren’t doing anything important!”

“It wasn’t important!” he exclaims, right before realizing how insensitive he sounds. He cowers, as though Nancy could somehow hear an entire block away. “Well— Not that she isn’t important— It’s just that—”

He stammers hopelessly. ‘Cause he doesn’t know how to say “you’re more important to me” without sounding like a total douchebag.

“I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” he settles on, suddenly shy about the whole thing. His eyes fall to your comforter because it’s easier than meeting your eyes. His fidgeting hands pluck at the tiny pills of cotton.

“Steve…” you whisper in an airy sigh because you don’t know what else to say.

He can’t tell if that’s good or bad, but his name sounds like honey spilling from your lips, anyway.

“Her brother’s there, though! And all his little shithead friends— so it isn’t like she’s totally alone,” he assures you in a single breath. You can’t tell if he’s saying it more for him or for you. “Plus, you said you were here by yourself, so I… I wanted to make sure you weren’t alone.”

“And they say chivalry’s dead,” you tease despite the distinct warmth swirling in your chest.

Steve flashes you a crooked grin to hide his similarly hidden feelings. “Well, whoever said that has never met me. Obviously.”

“You should really go back home, though,” you tell him. It’s not like you want him to leave. You’d rather him be here all the time. You’d rather it always be Steve and never anybody else. But it can’t be like that. It can’t ever be that way.

“What? No!” Steve shouts with his face screwed up in offense. The lights from your Christmas tree leave harsh shadows on his chiseled features, making them that much sharper. 

“Your girlfriend’s there, Steve. And all of your friends—”

“Not you, though. And you’re, like, the most important friend I have.”

“Steve,” you groan.

“I’m serious,” he insists, even though he’s laughing at your dramatics. “I’d much rather be here with you than pretending to be happy with everyone else.”

Your chest aches — a dull, hot, and empty ache. It’s like his words are a knife, and he’s just pierced your sternum with it. “You’re not happy?” you ask him in a fragile, broken whisper.

“I mean, I am, I’m just…” he trails off when he can’t find the words to say. He sighs and lays back completely, relaxing for the first time all night beside the warmth of you. His honey eyes concentrate on the shadows on your ceiling until he’s brave enough to speak.

“I don’t know… I love Nancy and everything— you know that. But… I never felt like I had to stop pretending around her, you know? It’s like I’m still trying to impress her. All the time. And with you, it’s just like…” 

He loses the words again. Your relationship is much harder for him to describe. The way he feels about you can’t be put into words. He’s not sure that there’s any that even come close. 

“I don’t know— It’s just easier,” he concludes with a heavy sigh. “Don’t read into that too much, alright? I’m just tipsy.”

He’s only had a couple sips of alcohol. He’s not even close to being tipsy. He’s content, at best, but you’re probably more to blame than the whiskey.

You know all of this, too, but decide not to press it too much.

“Noted,” you nod, huffing as you lie on your back beside him. His fuzzy Christmas sweater scratches you when it rubs against the skin of your shoulder. You can smell his deep, woodsy cologne and the hot chocolate on his breath. You shouldn’t get as lost in it as you do.

You wonder if he ever has the same problem with you — if the smell of your perfume, or your hair, or your strawberry lipgloss drives him crazy — or if it’s all in your head.

It might be better kept up there, either way. 

Saying anything out loud might change things too much.

“But, you know, just for the record or whatever,” you start in a gentle whisper and with a teasing glint in your eye. 

Steve’s already smiling when he turns to look at you. He falters slightly when he realizes how close you are — enough to feel your whiskey-coated breath fan against his chin. He doesn’t know why it makes his heart race. 

“I’m glad I make it easier on you,” you confess, so suddenly soft, as your sparkling eyes flit between both of his. “‘Cause being with you is easier for me, too.”

Steve’s rosy lips curl into a quiet smile. 

His chest sparkles with a foreign emotion, and he isn’t completely sure why. Your words feel almost like a proclamation of love, but maybe he shouldn’t read into any of it too much. Not how gentle your words sound or how you’re looking at him right now. 

You’re just tipsy, after all.

#published by bug #steve harrington x reader #stranger things x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fic #stranger things #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fanfiction #st drabbles #stevie drabble #event: blurbcember

[crystalflygeo]

Last of her kind Emperor!Alpha!Zhongli + Omega!Dragoness!Reader

cw/tags: This chapter has no smut but still contains highly suggestive themes and sexual implications. Mentions of slavery and past sexual abuse on fem!reader, A/B/O dynamics and heat mentions. fem!reader suffers with self-worth and bad memories, including past insults and abuse.

notes: After so long finally part 2!! EEEEEEEE I am so excited but also so nervous pls ;w; like if you want the first part can be read as a standalone and have a "happy ending" but now I am committed to the emotional roller coaster, A/B/O dynamics and LONG BURN PINING so yep >:3c hope this does justice to everyone's expectation tho. And hope you like it and accompany me on this tale hehe

As a lil sidenote brackets [] now indicate past actions/words and bad memories, regular italics for emphasis, inner thoughts or the little pinyin I sprinkled here (which btw is taken straight from genshin wiki so...).

<- Part 1 Part 3 ->

Being precious all of the sudden was… different.

Your hand subconsciously kept touching your bonding mark, as if to make sure it was still there, to soothe you.

After a quick meal just between Zhongli and you, consisting of some soft rice buns and delicious minced meat packaged inside a crispy pastry shell, you were then offered some new clothes. It was much more elaborate and certainly more layered than anything you’d worn before: a long skirt and flowy sleeves in a silky soft fabric, beautifully embroidered and hastily modified to make a hole for your tail to slip out. A sash keeping everything in place while accentuating your figure. You immediately loved it although it felt a little heavy and restricting.

Now, you quietly follow Zhongli as he leads you around the palace. He’s back to his former fully-human appearance, wearing an elegant attire, and everywhere you go, people bow at him and cast curious silent glances at you. It was rather unnerving.

It’s fine, you are used to being stared at, judged. You hold your tail up close for comfort.

The place is huge and you quickly get lost trying to map it out in your head, simply following along until you reach a large room with a few simple beds scattered around. Bookcases and cabinets stacked the walls, filled with all sorts of books, papers, jars and things. A pungent smell present in the air.

A green-haired man leans over a desk, glasses perched on his nose as he frantically scribbles some notes. What seems like powders and plants litter the space around him, along with a few more glass containers, incense, and a tea set with a steaming fresh cup.

“Baizhu.” Zhongli’s voice calls and you stiffen a little, hearing it again after a while of silence. It is still warm and deep but with a more reserved and regal tone like when he first met you.

The green-haired man (a Beta, you recognize) looks up and blinks in surprise, then smiles brightly and says some words you do not understand, you shuffle in place.

“Yes, this is her.” Zhongli replies. “I will ask you to speak in in common tongue so she can understand as well, I don’t want to unnecessarily unnerve her.”

Well, that is… very considerate. It eases you a little.

“Of course, your majesty.” He turns to you, his eyes were a bright amber, also with slitted pupils. Was it common in liyuens? “My name is Baizhu, the royal doctor and apothecary, pleased to meet you, empress.”

Empress?!

“E-Empress?!” You can’t help but blurt out.

“Why of courssse.” A high-pitched voice hisses and you almost jump when a white snake peaks her head from her coils at the desk, staring up at you. “You’re mated to hisss majesssty the emperor, sssso, it would be underssstood you’re now the empresssss.” Her split tongue flickers.

Baizhu chuckles. “Changsheng, be nice.”

You don’t know what to answer, mostly because you’re still reeling from the fact that you’re apparently now an empress, and because there’s a talking snake.

Liyue is weird…

“I decided to bring her here exactly because of that.” Zhongli turns to you and suddenly holds one of your hands, softly, staring at you with such affection it makes you melt. “Darling, would you let him check your bonding mark for a moment?”

You’re a little nervous, but it is not like you can refuse… right? You nod quietly.

Baizhu approaches and examines your neck and you fight the urge not to flinch or growl. No Omega likes it when a stranger is so close to such a sensitive spot. He hums and tilts his head but doesn’t touch you. “It seems it’s already healed due to her illuminated beast blood but the scar is present. I’d say the bond has been properly established, congratulations your majesty.” He smiles warmly.

A grateful bubbly feeling creeps up your chest. Properly established. So, it’s true.

You feel Zhongli’s hand squeeze yours lightly and look down at it, then back up at him. “Thank you, Baizhu. I will not keep you any longer. We still have a lot to do and I’m sure you do as well.”

Baizhu bows at him (at both of you, you realize) and then you’re on your way. Not before hearing the snake’s hissy whispers again

“A fine yin, hm…?”

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This is… your new home.

Zhongli shows you around some of the areas in what he called the “inner court” of the palace complex. Everything is so… large and open and lavish it has your head spinning, your eyes darting in every direction trying to take in all at once, walking fast on your new clothes. He guides you along the dining hall, a small temple, crosses through an enormous main hall where he explains audiences are held, and then a gorgeous outer garden that completely takes your breath away.

The wooden gilded architecture in golds and reds, the fresh wind and gentle sun. All sorts of new sounds and smells. The painted walls and high ceilings. The new plants and flowers. The chatters in a different language… everything is so distinct from the desert.

You soak in the new environment. Inhaling deeply.

It is both terrifying and exhilarating.

Finally, he guides you to another room, it looks similar to the nest room where you’d first been at, but larger. It is sparsely decorated with a large and comfy looking-bed, a desk, mirror and a small table with a couple chairs and a tea set. It smells nice enough.

You peek up at Zhongli.

“This will be your room.” He explains.

…What?

“We kept it simple for now but you are, of course, free to furnish and decorate it however you’d like. It’s close to my own room and anything you might need.”

Wait what?

Your ears lower down and you seem to deflate a little, disappointed. “H-Huh? But… I-I won’t be sleeping with you?” You ask softly.

Mated pairs sleep together, don’t they? They share living chambers and mix their scents together to symbolize their union. That’s what you’ve always been told. You are to always be near your Alpha, at his beck and call, warm up his bed and be ready to please.

Maybe things are different in Liyue? Or maybe it’s because he’s an emperor. Master didn’t tell you anything, so maybe you are just making a fool of yourself right now on your-

Zhongli clears his throat and looks at you a little surprised “I simply thought you’d be more comfortable having your own space, we… don’t really know each other very well yet, and I wouldn’t want to impose.”

Impose? As in order? But he’s your Alpha! “B-But I want to! Please! I-I mean… I thought that since we’re b-bonded…” You mumble shyly.

His cheeks turn a little pink, you like when that happens, he looks a lot less serious. He cups your cheek and you inhale looking up at those gorgeous golden eyes. “My dear dragoness. I don’t want you to feel forced to do anything you don’t want to. I know you were raised… differently, I cannot claim to understand your experiences, but listen to me: you are safe here.” He says the last part slowly, enunciating each word. “No one will scold you or punish you, least of all me. I want you to be free to speak and choose what you want.” He sighs. “Though I know it’ll be difficult...”

Furnish, impose, free… you don’t know any of those words.

But no punishment, to choose what you want, to be safe… it sounds surreal even.

What do you want?

His eyes soften at your nervous silence. “Let’s try this… do you really want to share my room, or would you like to stay here? I won’t be upset if you do.”

“I…” Your tail curls around you. “I want to stay with you. Sleep together. Like mates.” You mumble.

“Then it would be my honor, however, this room will stay ready if you change your mind, alright?” You glance around at the room again, and nod. “Now that that is settled, I have one last thing to do. I need to introduce you to a few very special people before I leave to-”

“Leave?!”

You didn’t mean to yelp like that.

“J-just to do my duties, I am not leaving you, I promise.” He corrects, a little taken aback. “I am sorry my dear, but as much as I’d like to spend every moment by your side right now, I have a few pressing matters to tend to. I know you’re nervous, everything is new and scary and overwhelming but I promise I’ll leave you in good hands and be back as soon as I can.”

You nod, now feeling a little embarrassed at the whole ordeal. You’d been feeling so at ease with his presence, showing you around, listening to his voice name and explain everything you saw that you’d almost forgotten. “You’re the emperor, I’m sure you’re very busy. No need to worry about me, I’ll behave, my lord.”

He frowns a little at that but says nothing, and you choose to say nothing else either.

Going back to the main hall, you immediately spot three people lined up looking at you with a mix of the already expected curiosity and excitement. One of them in particular immediately catches your attention, he’s an Alpha and you can’t help but feel a little nervous…

“Allow me to introduce you, these three are my most loyal and closest council members: Ping, Ganyu and Xiao.” Zhongli gestures at them and all three bow lightly. “Like you and I they all have the blood of xiānshòu, and you can ask them for anything should you need help or have questions. I hope you learn to trust them and feel at ease.”

You nod quietly, still a bit fixated on the other Alpha.

“Xiao, or general Alatus, is one of Liyue’s strongest, most resilient and skilled warriors. He usually keeps guard at the palace to ensure my wellbeing and now yours as well, if you ever feel danger call out his name and he’ll come.”

Ah, did they notice you were staring…?

With a gesture of his hand Xiao manifests a gorgeous Jade spear, crystalline green shards reflecting light as he taps it by his side, standing firm, you flinch in surprise. “My spear shall now serve you too, empress.” His eyes too are golden and sharp, filled with a certain rigidness and determination you can’t quite put your finger on.

“Thank you, Xiao, dismissed.”

Xiao hums quietly and promptly disappears in a burst of black and green smoke, you stand there a little startled, your hand clings to the brown fabric of Zhongli’s sleeve.

“He might be an Alpha as well, but I promise you he’ll cause you no harm.” Your alpha murmurs softly towards you.

“O-okay…” You squeak, a bit embarrassed.

“Ganyu here is one of the most reliable people in the palace, perhaps the entirety of Liyue. Everything of importance reaches her ears and passes through her eyes. She’s able to organize meetings, events, report, compile information and assist every negotiation and decision of this palace with stunning efficiency. She too will help you with anything you need and might be in charge of a little logistics regarding you settling in for the next few days.” Zhongli smiles.

The young woman with long blue hair and… horns? chuckles and blushes a little. “Your majesty, you're too kind, I merely love doing my job.” She puts her hands together and beams at you, sunset eyes bright. “I’m so honored to meet you, rest assured I’ll take care of anything you need. I hope you feel comfortable and welcome at the palace!”

That sounded like a lot. You weren’t used to people coddling you like this. You didn’t want to give anyone trouble or work. “T-that’s alright, thank you.”

“Now, Ping is probably going to spend the most time with you, she’s very knowledgeable in culture, history and the inner workings of the palace amongst other things. She has graciously offered to teach you liyuen and anything else you’d be interested in.”

Unlike the other two Ping has a certain calm aura to her, contrasting Xiao’s seriousness and Ganyu’s excited energy. You can tell she’s a gentle old soul as she approaches you with a soft wrinkled smile and graying hair.

“Don’t worry young empress, while Lord Morax here is regrettably busy with a work-packed schedule,” She gives him a playful side stare “You and I will have some fun. I’m sure we’ll get along just fine.” She takes your hand and pats it comfortingly. It’s kind of an awkward gesture for you, but you still welcome the warmth and good intentions.

Zhongli chuckles quietly. “In that case, I’ll leave you in her care and see you at night for dinner, alright?” He seems to hesitate for a moment but then cups your face in his hands and places a soft kiss at your forehead. The unexpected gesture has you blushing scarlet and your heart speeding up like crazy. His thumb brushes at the scales under your eyes, so affectionate in the smallest ways… “I know it’s not ideal, but it’ll be fine, yes?”

You stare at his golden eyes, the red lines, his handsome face framed with dark hair, his serene smile.

You don’t like this. You don’t want him to leave. The idea makes you uncomfortable.

But it’s not like you can say no.

You nod.

“Thank you, Ping.” Both of them exchange a glance and then he turns to the blue-haired woman still in the room. “Ganyu, if you will.”    

“Right away your majesty!” She scurries after him, talking quickly in foreign tongue while both walk away.

You stare after him for a moment longer.

“It’s a little difficult, isn’t it?”

You quickly turn back to Ping and then look down, ears folding back.

She laughs softly. “No need to be ashamed dear, it is understandable that you are unsure with all this, it’s a lot of changes for such a short time and you bond is still fresh, but let’s take it easy.”

Your hand brushes at Zhongli’s bonding mark again. “O-Okay…”

“Are you hungry? Tired? Perhaps you want to rest a little?”

You want to scurry away to your mate’s room and curl up there, that’s what you want, but…

“Um, aren’t you… going to train me?”

Ping blinks a little taken aback “Train? Oh! Teach?”

Same thing.

“Well, yes. I did offer, but only if you’re feeling up to it young empress. You can take your time, we don’t have to start right away. And like I said, take it easy, it's only your second day here.” She explains. “You won’t be absorbing any information if you are uncomfortable and jittery like this.”

“S-sorry-”

“No need to apologize at all. Now tell me, is there anything you’ve seen or heard today that you’re curious about, anything you want to do?”

What you want…

You think back a few hours earlier. The infirmary, the small temple, the grand hall, and…

“The garden.” You speak. “Can we go outside and see?”

Ping smiles brightly. “Of course! I’m sure there are a lot of things there that will catch your interest and cheer you up.”

Your tail sways a little after you as you follow the old lady along the corridors.

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The garden is breathtaking.

More than a garden it feels like a whole different world. Bright and exciting and colorful, full of life. It reminds you of an Oasis, but just… more!

A grand pond with multicolored fishes and a couple of turtles sunbathing. Walk paths made of stone, plants everywhere you see: in trees with vibrant yellows, oranges and all shades of greens, in flowers with soft colors and small petals, in thick bushes. The light filters through the leaves and there’s the soft tweets of small birds.

“It’s… so pretty!” You exclaim happily.

“I’m glad you think so. Gardens like this are carefully cared for and preserved to impress, but they also represent beauty, abundance a sense of harmony.” Ping explains as she is now the one following after you, skipping along the path. “These trees you see are sandbearers, and that one is a ginkgo tree, you can tell the difference by the shapes of their leaves.” She points at each one and you follow with your gaze, picking a small leaf from the floor, golden and fan-shaped.

“Ooh…”

“See those smaller fishes? They’re goldfishes. The bigger ones are kois.” She gestures at the animals freely swimming around. Some of them are huge!

“What do they eat?” You blurt out.

“Well, usually algae and wheat. We can get some another day and you can feed them.”

“Really?!”

“Of course.”

“Oh! Is that a koi too? It’s so… long and pretty.”

“Ah, that one is a golden koi. Lord Morax has a few of them here. They are also called Jīnchì Jiǎlóng or ‘false dragons’ you know? For the small horns and long bodies. They do resemble your tail a little, don’t they?”

You move your tail forward and stare at it, then stare at the serpentine fish.     

“Yes, sort of… Jin chi… jia long.” You mumble.

“Here, I think you’ll like these ones. Come with me.” You eagerly follow after Ping as she rounds the pond and guides you towards a few red bushes. They’re dotted with pink round flowers. “These are silk flowers, Nícháng-huā, usually harvested to make clothes, but there are many special ornamental variants and between us both, your dear mate has a weak spot for these so he has quite the collection.” She chuckles.

“Orna…metal?”

“Ornamental, it means mostly for decoration.”

“Oh!” Suddenly you feel dumb, you’d thought for a second that was a liyuen word too. “I’m sorry… I don’t even know common tongue very well.” How could you even expect to learn liyuen?

“No worries, dear, learning a new language is a daunting task, it takes a bit of work every day. If you keep learning, using and practicing words, you’ll get there.”

You smiled softly. Ping was so… patient and supportive.

So much different from…

[You have to try harder.]

[Tch that is not good enough.]

[Are you stupid?!]

[Useless omega.]

You looked at the budding silk flowers and blinked. Once. Twice. Why was your vision blurry now? What was this feeling?

“Oh, oh young empress please don’t cry. It’s alright” Ping’s alarmed remark helps you understand. She fusses over you. “Are you ok?”

You wipe at your tears and smile, a genuine bright smile.

“I’m fine.”

And this time, you truly mean it.

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After a rather fancy bath (the kind of like you used to take before being presented to Alphas, with bubbles and scented oils...) and a good dinner Zhongli and you headed over for his chambers for the night. You couldn’t help but be a little… nervous.

This is stupid. He’s your Alpha.

He’s been nothing but kind to you.

What if he wants to… d-do things?

Then you’ll do it. He’s your mate. It’s your obligation.

You were the one who chose this anyway.

Your heartbeat was loud in your ears, anxiety creeping up your chest. Were your fingers trembling? Was the room suddenly cold?

As expected, the bedroom was quite matching his style. Golds, browns and a bit of red and black here and there. Dragon imagery adorning some of the walls, a tea cabinet with a small table and shelves filled with all sorts of trinkets from precious stones and books to a beautiful fan and a tea set.

And then there was the bed.

A large canopy bed, enough to probably have your body and tail fully stretched across and still fit in the mattress, beautifully decorated and filled with fabrics and pillows.

The scent of Zhongli’s Alpha pheromones was definitely strong.

He yawns and runs a hand along his forehead, combing along his hair before pulling out the clip on it, letting his long dark locks spill free. He takes off his robe revealing his naked torso and you jolt.

It’s fine. It’s fine. It’s fine.           

You undress as well into your light sleeping clothes and gingerly slip into his bed, curling up around his pillows, surrounded by his scent.

His.

You are his.

It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine-

“Darling, is everything alright? Are you uncomfortable?” He asks concerned, climbing on the bed as well and reaching out to touch your arm. You squeak. “You’re… terrified, what’s wrong?” Then Zhongli’s eyes widen a little. “Oh. The scent… I completely overlooked that, my apologies. Is it too strong? Are you ok? Should have given you some things earlier for you to scent and include them here. This is no good…” He rambles a bit to himself as he sits up and crosses his arms thoughtfully.

You stare at him, anxiety still surging through your veins but now mixed in with confusion.

“Would you like to sleep in the other room we prepared for you instead?” He sighs.

“I… t-this is… you… would just let me leave?”

Zhongli tilts his head slightly, now he looks confused.

“I promised you that the room would be available-”

“So, you don’t want to mate?”

Silence.

He stares at you for a moment as you grip at the bedsheets, still tense.

His eyes widen as realization settles in.

Ah. The pink dusting in his cheeks is back.

“Y-You thought that… no! My dear, no, no, no…” He coughs into his fist awkwardly. “I apologize if I gave you the wrong idea. A-As I said before I want you to be comfortable and feel safe. No Alpha will force you to do anything you don’t want. Not even me. And you don’t have to feel forced to do things you don’t want to, either.”

You look down. Although you feel slightly more relieved.

“I want to stay here. A-and if you want to, I’ll service you, my lord. I was just… nervous, sorry.”

“I assure you there is no need for any of that.” He says softly. “Here.”

He pulls the covers and slips them over you both, lying down facing you but still keeping a little distance. You do the same, curled up face to face with him.

He’s so effortlessly handsome.

And kind.

And you like him.

But he’s still an Alpha.

“Is this alright? We’re just going to sleep, I promise.” He brushes some hair away from your face.

You nod.

“Is there… anything you want to talk about or ask me?”

You... don’t know.

You shake your head.

“Hmmm. Want to share about your day? What were you up to with Ping?” He gives you a playful smile. Suddenly he feels less like an imposing strict emperor, or like a scary Alpha. He’s just your Zhongli.

“She… showed me the garden. I wanted to see.”

“Ah, the royal garden has many fascinating sights and it’s a beautiful landscape to retreat to and ease one’s mind. I had the feeling you’d be interested.”

“There were so many beautiful things. She taught me about the silk flowers, nícháng-huā. And all the trees and fishes and birds.”

“Oh? Are these your first words in liyuen, my dear?”

You giggle. “I… suppose they are. She also showed me your turtles Jiàn and Fù and told me what their names mean, they are so cute. Oh! And we saw the liúlí bah… bai… bǎihé! I sang to them and they bloomed! It was... amazing.”

“I see. Not everyone can achieve that, I’ll admit I’m quite hopeless at singing.” He chuckles “What more did you learn?”

Feeling much more content and at ease you continue retelling all the new things you had experienced and the vocabulary you had learned including how to introduce yourself and some greetings and basic words. Talking for what felt like hours until weariness and sleep claimed you both.

Zhongli simply listened and stared at you, captivated. He seemed content as well.

It made you happy.

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For the next couple of months, you established a sort of routine.

You’d wake up early alongside Zhongli, even though you didn’t need to, you simply enjoyed having some morning tea and breakfast with him. Afterwards he’d go tend to some of his official duties and you’d stay with Ping Lǎolao, learning more and more each day. By now you could even follow some basic conversation (provided the other person didn’t speak too fast) although reading and writing was still extremely difficult.

You’d expressed interest in some gardening and even headed to the kitchens to prepare some food by yourself. The maids claimed there was no need for the empress to do such ‘menial tasks’ but as an Omega you pride yourself in certain things, and cooking for your Alpha was something you’d yearned to do.

You were overjoyed when Zhongli praised your Jade parcels.

You’d always have lunch with him and some days he’d accompany you for a stroll or you’d stay at his study for some leisure time, or even at some meetings. It had been a little unnerving at first but you also knew it was important to know others and be known in the council, as well as understand Liyue outside of the palace walls. After all, you are an empress now.

At night, you slept close to him. The initial awkwardness of sleeping at opposite sides of the bed soon traded for a much cuddlier approach, often with you curled up to Zhongli’s chest or him spooning you, tails often intertwined together. The bed and the entire room now have a mix of your combined scents, like true mates.

And so, life was good…

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You’re slowly pulled out of your sleep as Zhongli stirs in the bed. You grumble a little and yawn, already missing his warmth. It was so pleasant…

“Good morning, my dear dragoness.”

“Morning…” You mumble, not opening your eyes and instead blindly reaching for his pillow to hug and cling to. “Can we stay for longer?” You whine.

“You definitely can, but I have to go.” He kisses your forehead “Rest, my dear.”

You pout but say nothing. Squeezing at the pillow and burying your face in it.

It smells so good…

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“Hmm… is it warmer today?” You wonder aloud as the maids help you up with the layers of your hanfu. The clothes still hot and heavy in contrast to what you used to wear at the desert, but today seemingly more so… the sash feels more constricting than usual. “I-I think I’d like to wear something a little lighter… if possible.”

“Of course, your majesty, no problem.”

You smile at them, grateful.

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Sitting at Zhongli’s study room you practice some basic liyuen calligraphy while he seemingly goes over some important documents. The silence is comfortable and a warm cup of Qixing tea steams at both desks. Yet, something keeps bothering you.

You huff lightly, scratching and picking at the scales of your tail, irritated with the uncomfortable feeling. Why is it so itchy? A couple of them fall off, revealing new glossy ones underneath.

“Ah…” So that means…

You stop for a moment. The feverish feeling, scents being stronger on your nose, the urge to nest and cling to your mate.

Hmm… part of you is a little excited. And yet, there is fear.

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“You have quite the appetite today, dear. Eat slowly, the food won’t go anywhere.” Ping chuckles as you practically pick a little of every dish while still trying to keep some modicum of elegance. Chopsticks weren’t that easy after all.

“Yes… I think… I think it’s my pre-heat hormones.” You sigh before munching on a shrimp ball.

Your heat…

Your first heat with Zhongli. With any Alpha to be honest. You’d always had to endure them on your own (Master couldn’t have you get pregnant) and they were excruciating and debilitating, crying out for days with your skin burning and itching, trying to sate yourself with your fingers and humping pillows. But now… you’re happily bonded.

Would it… feel good again?

Like, that first time you two mated…

You feel your cheeks heat up.

“Excuse me?”

“Hm?”

You’re brought back to reality to see Ping staring at you seemingly a little alarmed.

“Pre-heat? Young empress, are you going into heat soon?”

“Y-yeah? Probably um, tonight…? Or tomorrow.” The onsets are always so quick, and your cycle has always been more or less stable.

The elder places her chopsticks down. “Have you told Lord Morax?”

“Um. N-No, not yet. But… m-maybe he already caught on...” You tilt your head.

…Right?

Then again even you took a couple of days to identify the signs, and now for sure you were at the brink of it. Maybe he’ll mate you tonight…

Hm… how will Zhongli react to your heat scent?

You have to do your best!

[Be a good omega.]

Ping stands up, her expression still gentle but with a sort of urgency to it, your instincts catch the feeling she’s worried about something.

“I have to inform about this, please stay here dear.”

Now you’re nervous. You nod slowly.

Why does it feel like you did something wrong…?

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After that, things get… chaotic.

It’s only a while later that you find yourself at the infirmary. Ganyu and Zhongli are also there and everyone’s anxious pheromones in the air do not sit well with you (subtle as they are, your nose is hyperaware right now).

“I’m sorry the symptoms are already settled in. At this point it is simply not feasible to give her suppressants, she has to go through this heat.” Baizhu says, looking troubled.

Feasible? Suppressants? More unknown words but…

Is there something wrong with your heat?

Ganyu scurries off and Ping starts talking with Baizhu on the other side of the room. You cling to Zhongli’s robe, trying to soothe yourself with his presence but his scent is… agitated.

You whine to call out to him. You’re scared.

“Did I do something wrong?”

Zhongli pulls you close, cupping your face again, staring straight at you. “No… no my dear dragoness, of course you didn’t, it’s just��” He steels himself searching for the right words, it doesn’t ease you in the slightest. “We didn’t expect your heat so soon. I should have known, noticed… I’m sorry.”

Why is your alpha apologizing to you? That is ridiculous.

“Is it a bad thing?”

“It’s… not the right time.”

You’re so confused.

Don’t Alphas like it when Omegas are in heat? Soft, pliant, warm, needy and ready to breed.

“I just don’t want you to feel obligated to do this…” He says. “And… you could trigger my rut, you could end up pregnant. I don’t want to… scare you, or hurt you. It’s much too soon for us to share your heat. I thought we’d have more time for you to get acclimated to Liyue or…” He shakes his head. “Nevermind. For the next few days you’ll be in a separate room, yes? No one will disturb you during your heat, I promise.”

“B-But then… I… what…?”

Alone?

“Usually omegas take suppressants, like a type of medicine, to stave off their heats so they don’t have to face these risks or suffer them alone, and then when they’re ready, when they want, they choose to share heats with their partners.” He explains.

“But I want to! I… I’ll be good!”

Zhongli sighs. “Darling you are good, you are precious to me. You don’t need to prove anything or do things because they are ‘expected’ of you.”

He’s not listening!

He asks you what you want. He says you can choose. But now that you tell him, ask him, beg him even… he denies you?

How come you’re always making the wrong choice?

Was it all a lie then?

“But I- T-then- Why-… YOU’RE CONFUSING ME!!” You yell, tears stinging in your eyes.

There are a few gasps and you see not only Baizhu and Ping, but Ganyu and some of the maids staring at you in shock. You cover your mouth, eyes wide at the sudden burst of fierceness and emotion.

You yelled at him.

You talked back.

You should be punished.

He stares at you, frozen like a statue for a few moments. You stare at him, pitiful, your eyes begging. A whimper leaves you and Zhongli lets out a shuddering breath.

Oh, your Alpha wants you, you know it.

"Please..." You mumble, voice so small.

"I'm sorry my dear, it's better this way." His hand moves towards you, to cup your face again or brush at your hair you're not sure, but he stops himself before you can find out. He sighs, averting his gaze and looking conflicted, and then turns around.

This is your punishment.

"It'll be just a few days, you'll be well-cared for. This is for the best." He says sternly, voice pinched.

And then he leaves.

Your heart shatters.

Everything is a blur after that. You’re gently guided along towards an empty nest room, the same one you'd first met him at, there are some things with both your scents on it but they feel sterile, washed anew.

Your hands start trembling. Your eyes start to water. Your lips quiver. Your throat feels tight, choked and dry. Your body feels feverish, hot and restless.

Zhongli rejected you.

“Your majesty please calm down."

[Useless.]

[Moron.]

[Whore.]

You could no longer breathe, hear nor see. You feel like you're drowning, unable to process what just happened. Your mate…your precious mate…he…he…

He abandoned you.

“Your majesty…?"

You scream.

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|| Wish These Snakes Were Your Arms ||

Matt Murdock x succubus!reader (and if you're into this ship check out Le Belle et le Bad Boy)

Tags/warnings: Matt's in a bad place, think season three but worse. Sexy whump/angst, biting, blood, sadomasochism, p in v. E 18+

Word count ~3700

A/n: I've been waiting to use this title from the lyrics of Kimdracula by Deftones, and the fic was inspired in part by the song Hypnotize by Sleep Token.

The pain is both a balm and penance for the pleasure he feels as her claw-like nails shred him open.

Blood leaks and drips like a maroon banner over his pale skin, a warning that he doesn't see but he can feel.

It's warm and wet but then so is she, delicate, raging and addictive even as he's being torn apart. He could stop, sure… but he won't, it's what he thinks he needs, it's punishment for his sins and he wants to receive it all. It hurts, and he's getting off on it.

I bleed only for myself.

He faintly hears you mocking him with his own words. He's halfway broken but you need to break him all the way before he can rise up again.

"You're lost, Matthew."

"Not when I'm with you." He claims desperately, the words falling over your skin like rain as he pants against your neck. He needs this, he needs this…

"I can't give you what you need, you have to find it yourself."

"You are what I need, just… make me forget."

His muscles ripple under your bloody hands every time he moves against you.

"You know it doesn't last, you need something real to live for. Find your faith."

"Stop talking." He hisses, his fingers digging harder into the meat of your thigh and dragging you closer. "You're not my fucking priest."

You almost laugh then. "Aren't I, Matthew? Don't you unburden yourself with me, don't I forgive your sins?"

He whines as you roll your hips up taking him even deeper inside you. He always feels so good.

"This is the last time." You tell him, lips trailing across the top of his scratched shoulder as he ruts into you.

Teeth puncture the skin and rip a tortured and perverse groan from his throat. You feel him throb inside you moving faster, holding onto you more tightly, urging you to keep going as the blood flows.

You sigh. "This isn't fun for me anymore."

"No… no no, I need this, I need you- fuck!"

'You've made me your whore."

He lifts his head at that as you lick across the wound, almost stopping fucking you but you know he won't. "W-what? No, I lo-"

You don't let him say it, smothering the meaningless words with your kiss. His own blood spreads over his tongue and you hope it reminds him of what you are, what he is supposed to be.

He tenses, still driving relentlessly towards whatever it is he thinks will fix him and for all your words you let it happen.

"God. Do it again." He spits. "More."

You flip him easily, pinning him to the bed and scoring fresh red marks over his chest as you ride him. He winces, reaching up to grip around the base of your neck, his eyes fluttering shut, so near the edge.

You grab his hand and wrench it away, pinning both wrists above his head as you lunge for the other side of his neck and bite down. The crimson banner unfurls, he can see it this time. He cums instantly as you split his skin again, grunting loud with the flood of pleasure and pain, moaning, jerking and spilling violently as your teeth are still embedded in him.

You eventually release, sitting up and swiping your tongue over your bloody lips.

A single tear rolls down over his cheek.

He tries to pull you into his arms, to hold you more for his comfort than yours, but you climb off him.

The silence is heavy as you carefully clean his wounds, your eyes scanning over the many scars that already marr his skin. Another couple won't make much difference. You know he's strong enough, but does he?

"You have to be the person Hell's Kitchen needs, not this."

Hunched over with his head in his hands at the side of the bed, you hear him sob.

"Get up, Matty."

He hears you, and echoes of Stick. His father's voice.

Get. Up.

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tw: nsfw!!, threesome with Levi and Eren, double penetration, biting, lot of cum, Levi being mean while Eren being nice, breeding,

whiney whimpers left your soft lips, strong arms held you close, the hold was tight, making it hard for you to even try and squirm 

the Captain held you from behind, his cock deep inside your tight cunt, he held you there, making your cock warm him.

Your thighs were held apart by the titan boy, Eren had his head in between your thighs, sucking your puff clit as you were stuffed. His tongue would flick past your clit, going from flicking to sucking and occasionally just open  mouth kissing your clit.

You leaned your head back against Levi's shoulder high pitched moans leaving your lips as your clit got overstimulated, Levi hands cupped your chest, fondling your pretty breasts, occasionally pinching your perky nipples.

Small groan would leave the captain behind you, as Eren kissed and sucked on your clit, your walls would occasionally  flutter around Levi's cock, soon your climax started to build up and you were practically suffocating the captain's cock.

Your breathing got uneven and heavy, your hands tangling in Eren Dark brown hair. Your thighs tremble as you tried to squeeze them shut, but of course Eren hold was much stronger, so he kept them forced open, his Vassen jewel Green casted up on you form

"E-ren." you tried to speak, trying to let him know that you were close, too close. Behind you Levi wrapped his hand around your neck , pushing your head to the side so he could have access to your delicate neck, he bit down on your soft skin, a sharp yelp left your lips at the pain, but the pain was quick to mold into pleasure throwing you into harsh climax.

Your back arched, but the hold Levi had on you restrained you from moving so harshly, your hips thrusted up against Eren face while walls clamped down on Levi cock. A sweet moan had left your lips as you tugged in Eren hair, Levi kept sucking on your neck, lapping up all the blood from the wound he inflicted.

"Dirty little Whore" Levi spoke, his grip on your neck tightening his nails threatening to break ski, "Cumming like that without permission." he growled into your ear, trusting into your sopping cunt, small tears came to your waterline, knowing that he could end you right there

" M' sorry Captain l-evi, it just..mmhh it felt so good." you whimpered. not noticing how Eren had pulled away, he was sitting in between your thighs now Levi move his hand ang pulled his hand and pulled on your hair, yanking it back before landing another bite on your skin. You scrunched your face in pain at his biting, but feeling something rub against your clit brought you back. Your gazed moved over to Eren , you watched as his hard cock rubbed your puffy clit, due to still feeling sensitive, your hips moved against him, but small moan left Levi   feeling the way your cunt moved around his shaft.

"E-ren..?" you asked softly, your voice soft and whiney, the man looked at you, his face was flushed- his cheeks dusted with soft pink blush, "I'm.. going to put in." he warned, growing needy to fuck you, his tip rubbed against your cunt, your eyes widened, you were already stuffed with Levi, he couldn't be thinking about?!

"W-wait- ahh."

You tried to stop him, there was no way our small body could take them both in the same hole! they would split you in half!!

But Eren was too needy, so he somehow managed to slip inside your cunt his cock rubbing against Levi. Since your cunt was practically sopping from your previous climax, your slick, and his saliva, it wasn't practically hard to slip inside, but god, you were suffocating him, and Levi.

The two man let out noises of pleasure as your cunt tried to accommodate them.

Your eyes widened at the intrusion, your poon pussy was beyond stuffed, your lips were parted but couldn't moan, the breath was knocked out of you, your eyes clouded with tears at the stretch, but felt so good, having two stronger man stuffed inside your cunt, it filled you with lust lustful pride.

"I'm so s-stuffed..." you mumble, leaning back into Levi hold, as your walls fluttered around the two, Eren gripped your thighs tightly leaving nail marks on your plush skin. He pulled his hips back, thrusting his cock in and out, he was the first one to move after you got stuffed, Levi let out a groan feeling Eren shaft rub against his cock as well as your walls tighten. 

His hand moved, they cupped your breasts, squeezing them tightly, he then started to trusted up inside you matching Eren pace.

Your eyes rolled back, moan leaving your lips like it was melody, your hand desperately tried to find something to hold onto eventually landing on gripping Levi muscular thighs.

Eren leaned in, his trusts into your small body getting a bit harsher as he was getting needy, he placed his lips on yours, pushing you into a soft kiss, it was a bit sloppy as the two of you were messy and sweaty, but you didn't care.

Levi kept thrusting up on your cunt, he nuzzled his face into the crook of your shoulder, small groans and moans leaving his lips.

Eren pulled away, a thin string of saliva kept the two of you connected, his hand moved down your, he pressed thumb on your clit, he pressed down and started to rub your puffy clit in circular, if he was going press on your clit there was no way you could last.

your thighs tremble, you pressed them against Eren hips, one hand moved to his wrist as you took harsh grip on his hand, trying to stop him "I'm not going to last! Please..." you begged, pretty moans leaving your lips. 

"so?" Levi spoke, his gaze was casted on how Eren mistreated your clit, the sadist side of him enjoyed the way you cried out. Eren only started in between Levi and you, he didn't stop him mistreating your clit, which only made you more whiney and shaky.

Their cocks were pressing against your cervix, consistently pounding into you , and the fact the Eren rubbed your clit it was driving you mad.

A familiar coil started form on your lower belly, your body was practically trembling, Levi sharp nails dug into you plush skin, leaving scratch marks. "I'm c-coming!..mmhhh" you cried out, you needed to cum. It was just too much, you started up at Eren, he was letting out soft groans and grunts, his eyebrows were furrowed as he started down at you pussy, his thumb still touching your clit in circular motion and faster, his pupils were dilated at the sight, he was starting to feel the same pressure you felt, the primal need to stuff you full, to fuck you, the mere mental image was driving him closer and closer.

Levi gaze was also on the way you bodies connected, he was getting tense, the feeling of Eren shaft rubbing against his, as well as your walls spasmed around the two had him needing to cum too; he had the same feeling Eren had, he needed to breed your pretty cunt, make sure you're left bloated with his seed like a good cumdump.

"Go ahead.. cum, give us a pretty little show petite salope." Levi ordered, his hands squeezing your sensitive nipples, but having his permission had you seeing stars after so much holding back, the feeling of finally being able to cum was like heaven on earth, you babbled words, not being able to formulate a sentence.

You squirted, you didn't know you had it in you, but after such a hard fuck, you didn't care about the mess, your brain had turned into mush, only wanting them all for yourself. 

your body was left trembling. "Please cum inside." you moaned and begged, you wanted them, all of them, you wanted to be used as a fuck doll, a cumdump for these two stronger men, you needed it.

"I-I'm going to cum." Eren spoke, his voice was strained, his hand moved way from your messy clit, and he just held your hips, sloppily making a mess of your walls with Levi 'I'm going..mmmhh stuff you so full." Eren whispered, due to being so close, he was just babbling you only moaned in response, you couldn't even talk all the abilities to think straight were gone. 

Levi shuddered at Eren words, in a way he felt competitive, if Eren was going to stuff you full, he was going to stuff you fuller.

Finally, with hard final thrust, Eren cockhead pressed tightly against your cervix, his thick groaned left his lips, his eyes shut tightly at the overwhelming climax, and for Levi, it didn't take long to follow along, his cock throbbed against your walls and his cum spurted  out of his cock, both men effectively stuffing you full. 

The aftermath was down right sinful, the room smelled like sex and sweat, the two me pulled out of you, letting you finally rest, their thick cum oozing out of your abused cunt, you were messy, there was cum, sweat, slick, and even a bit of blood on you. 

You laid back on the bed, staring at the ceiling like a dazed out whore, Eren hand gently caressed your skin, " You did so well, darling." he praised, and Levi  gently placing kisses on your shoulder and get up and worked on getting dressed. but after getting dressed, he walked over to you, he leaned down pressed a kiss on your forehead, nose, cheek and lips, practically forcing his tongue into your mouth. his hands gripped your chin tightly.

"Rest my love." Levi said after pulling away, he cupped your cheek, but only slapped your cheek, but wasn't a hard slap but one remind you that you belonged to them.

#levi x reader #aot x reader #levi smut #captain levi #levi ackerman #eren aot #levi aot #eren x reader

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Pierced

Eddie Munson x Reader

18+, minors dni or you will be blocked

1.3k, he/they/gn!reader (Eddie calls them big boy/baby boy a couple times), p in h smut (a lot of use of the word hole), Eddie w/ nip piercings, piercing kink, nipple play, best friends to lovers, spit kink (spit for lube), BDE (big dick Eddie supremacy), creampie

divider by @firefly-graphics

🍁 fluff/kinktober masterlist

"Can I touch them?"

"Go for it, they're healed."

You push up Eddie's shirt and marvel at what he's done.

"They look so good, Eds. Did it hurt?"

"Not as much as the tats. Worst was when they were healing, had to keep them taped so they didn't catch on my shirt."

Eddie lays back in bed with his hands behind his head and lets you explore. Tentatively you lift a finger to one of his nipples and push the barbell. When Eddie hisses you snatch your hand away, worried you hurt him.

"I'm fine! I'm good, it's just sensitive," Eddie smiles, reassuring you.

Sensitive? Suddenly you have the urge to pop one of his nipples in your mouth. You're already straddling his hips, sitting awfully close to his crotch for someone who's "just a friend".

Your cheeks feel hot, you know you should probably stop, but you can't help yourself. Eddie makes such interesting sounds when you play with the metal bars. You pull on one, then the other, before spinning them both. His nipples are forced to stand to attention, hard and red. And now all you can think of is his cock. About how red his cock would be if you tugged and teased it like this. Butterflies erupt in your gut and you swallow hard to try and push them down.

"You like 'em. Don'tcha, big boy."

Eddie smiles his big shit-eating grin, chuckling when you yelp and bend down, hiding your face in his neck.

"Don't tease, Eddie."

"Never, sweetheart. I'm glad you like 'em. Like you touchin' 'em too."

Eddie grabs your hips and scoots you down his lap until your ass is perched on top of his hard cock tucked beneath denim.

"Eddie..."

"Keep touchin' me, sweetheart? Love you makin' me feel good."

Biting your lip you hesitate for a moment before nodding. Friends help each other out, right? You want him to feel good too.

Eddie's eyes close when you touch him again. The pads of your fingers run over his distended nipples. They seem to tighten under your touch and you can't hold back the whine that's been building in your throat.

"It's okay, sweetheart. Whatever you want, go ahead. I'll let you know if I don't like it."

You nod, licking your lips. This time you feel Eddie's eyes on you when you lean down. You both shudder when your tongue makes contact with the cool metal.

"That's it, baby."

You moan into his warm skin as your tongue lashes out again and again. He tastes like metal and the salty sweet of his skin, a delicious combination that makes your toes curl. You move back and forth from one nipple to the other, sucking and licking until Eddie's practically thrashing under you. His hands squeeze your hips particularly hard when you bite at his tit and suck, leaving a dark red patch then another in the shape of a heart right over his heart.

"Aren't you fucking cute," Eddie pants. "God, sweetheart, I'm so fucking hard. Need'ta be inside you."

"Eddie," you groan, his dick pulsing against the split of you.

"You want me in that tight little hole, big boy?"

"Oh fuck, Eddie. Yes, yes, please."

Eddie pulls your face up from his chest to capture your lips in a searing kiss. As his tongue tangles with yours you imagine him getting a piercing there too and whine, your gut clenching with need. You wish he could use that long, perfect tongue on you everywhere, but right now the promise of his cock filling you is too good to pass up.

Eddie flips you over onto your back and rips your sweats and underwear off your legs.

"Hold these for me, sweetheart."

Eddie holds your legs up to your chest and you grab the backs of your knees to keep them up and open. Your face is hot, heart racing in your chest from the wild fucking turn your afternoon has taken. Eddie's taking off his tight ass jeans and peeling off his boxers. You gulp at the sight of his fat cock slapping against his stomach with a thud.

"Don't worry, big boy," Eddie grins, "I'll prep you right. Want you to take all of it."

"All of it?"

"Mm. That's right. Now keep those legs up and spread your hole for me. Wanna see where I'm gonna stuff you full 'uh me."

You do as you're told and groan when Eddie bends down and spits on your hole. He pulls his shirt over his head as it drips down your crack.

"So pretty, baby. Fuck," Eddie groans with you when he slowly slides a finger into your hole. Your head falls back against the bed as your walls flutter around his thick digit. You feel so full already and it's only one finger.

"Eddie."

"I know, I know. Don't wanna hurt you."

He gives you a few more pumps before adding a second finger. You watch him watching you as he spreads his fingers inside you, digging you out and opening you up. He spits on your hole again and you cry out, babbling and begging for more. "Need you, need it, Eddie."

"Shh, I got you, sweetheart."

You wrapped your thighs around Eddie's waist as he knelt between them, nudging at your entrance with the fat head of his cock.

"Breathe. I got you."

You took a deep breath and opened your eyes, blinking as you stared up at Eddie. His smile and those big beautiful brown eyes immediately put you at ease. You trusted him, felt safe with him. You knew Eddie would never hurt you.

"Ready, big boy?"

You smile and smack Eddie's chest, careful to avoid his piercings. "Yes, yes, I'm ready. Please, Eddie."

You gasp when his head pops in.

"Fuck, you're so fucking tight."

Eddie drops to his elbows, bracketing your head as he rocks forward. His fluffy hair surrounds you in a soft curtain of his scent.

"Feels so good, Eddie."

You run your hands up his side to his chest. He shivers on top of you when you tug at his nipples.

"God, fuck." His head drops to the crook of your neck and he finally bottoms out.

A gasp stutters in your chest as he rolls his hips against you, buried to the root. You've never felt so full, you swear you can feel him in your throat.

"Need more, Eds," you beg in a whisper by his ear.

"Greedy, greedy, boy." He nips down your neck, leaving a hot trail of kisses in his wake.

Eddie groans as he pulls almost all the way out before slamming back in. Deep, powerful thrusts that have his thighs slapping against your ass in a delicious rhythm, pushing you further up his bed with every beat.

"Touch yourself, baby boy, wanna see you come."

Eddie looms over you on his hands and knees as he pounds into you over and over, watching as your hand flies. You're so close to coming already but Eddie gets there first, unable to hold back any longer. His wild thrusts grow unsteady until he's pressing into you and spilling his load deep in your guts. You tug at one of the bars of metal as he cums, twisting it until he shouts and flips the two of you over.

"Don't stop touching yourself, baby."

You keep going with one hand, the other gripping Eddie's chest as he pumps his still hard cock into your weeping hole from below. His spend oozes out and makes a ring around his cock, the squelching of it pounding into you pushes you over the edge and you shout Eddie's name as you soak him with your release. Not caring about the mess, you collapse to his chest. Eye to eye with the curse metal in his chest, you fall asleep to Eddie's promise to take care of it, to take care of you. Always.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fan fiction #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #eddie munson headcannon #eddie munson one shot #stranger things fan fiction #kinktober #audtober

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hi Steph! Hope u had a great week!

I was wondering if you've come across any fics with multiple sherlocks or multiple johns. e.g smg happened & sherlock or john got split into several versions of himself/different personalities and there are multiple johns/sherlocks running around as a result.

 I found one fic like this so far: [An Embarrassment of Sherlocks by AxeMeAboutAxinomancy](https://archiveofourown.org/works/816370)

Thanks in advance and have a nice day!

Hey Lovely!

First your fic:

An Embarrassment of Sherlocks by AxeMeAboutAxinomancy (M, 1,278 w., 1Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Clones, Mad Science, Humour, Flirting, Exhibitionism) – There were too many Sherlocks in the flat. Part 1 of For Mad Science, John (TRANSLATION: 中文-普通话 國語)

Ah, I do actually, LOL! The few I have read: 

Times Two by Anonymous (E, 5,595 w., 1 Ch. || Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Victorian John, Modern John, Sherlock has a Good Imagination, PWP, Bottomlock, Spitroasting) – “But you’re not that John…” “Of course I am,” John’s lips and moustache brush against Sherlock’s mouth as he talks. “All us Johns are that John, now. That John is in every room in your Palace.” He leans in for another messy kiss, tongue swirling all around the inside of Sherlock’s mouth. “In fact,” he moves to suck on the sensitive skin underneath Sherlock’s ear. “I think I hear him coming right now.”

Sherlock’s Laboratory, Episode 1: Romance by berlynn_wohl (E, 6,900 w., 1 Ch. || Clones, Sci-Fi AU, Clone Sex, Foursome, Double Penetration) – “John, this isn’t one of your science fiction programmes. This is reality.“ Part 1 of Sherlock’s Laboratory

The Woman in the Refrigerator by incapricious (E, 8,029 w., 1 Ch. || Femlock / Johnlock, Selfcest, Threesome F/M/M) – In which a female Sherlock Holmes from a parallel universe comes to visit 221B Baker Street via an inter-dimensional portal in the refrigerator. What happens next may or may not involve 6 hour lectures about feminism (which John sleeps through), self!cest in the name of science, threesomes in the name of... sure, let's say science also, and surprising revelations about love and destiny (or the lack thereof).

Better Than One by Innerspace (E, 14,760 w. 1 Ch. || Threesome, Self-cest / Clone Sex, First Time, BJ’s, Power Play, Slight Dub-Con) – Sherlock creates a clone and discovers things about himself and John he never imagined. John is just along for the ride, so to speak. 

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And the ones on my MFL list:

The Real You by Calais_Reno (T, 8,345 w., 1 Ch. || Sci-Fi AU || Heavy Angst, Love Confessions, Medical Conditions, Medical Experimentation, Cloning, Grief/Mourning, POV John, Hopeful Ending) – When Sherlock is diagnosed with a terminal illness, he decides on an experimental procedure, having himself cloned. Part 20 of the Speculative Shorts series

Nature and Nurture by earlgreytea68 (M, 203,273 w., 57 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Parentlock, Cloning, Kidlock, Dev. Rel.) – The British Government accidentally clones Sherlock Holmes. Which brings a baby to 221B Baker Street. Part 1 of Nature & Nurture

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Anyone have any others they want to suggest??? I like clone and multiverse fics :) 

#steph replies #johnlock fic reqs #help steph find fics #clone fics #clones #multiverse fics

[brassandblue]

the M A N  f r o m  t h e  R A I L R O A D // INTEREST TRACKER

MUSE STATUS: PRIMARY

(By liking this post, you are indicating interest in plotting with this character, and are OK with me sending memes/prompts to your inbox!)

NAME: The Man from the Railroad

ALT NAMES: The Railroad Man

OCCUPATION: ????

SEX/GENDER/PRONOUNS: Male(??), He/him

SEXUALITY: ????

FACECLAIM: Richard Armitage

AGE: Appears as a man in his mid-late 40s

HEIGHT: 6′5″

BUILD/BODY TYPE: Tall, long, solid, elegant, eerily ‘perfect’

HAIR: Black, salt-and-pepper

EYES: Dark charcoal grey

PINTEREST BOARD

ALL ABOUT ̸̧̬̖̼̦̾ ̸̧̳̒͒ ̷̠̑̽̕ ̴̮̗͍͈̈́͊̉͜ ̸̨͙̞̱͙̊̉̈́̈̓ ̷̢͓̤̪̞̋͘͝͠ ̴̢̛̣̭̃̐͘ ̵̦̭̤̰͗̍̂ ̵̻̫̀̄ ̴̯̻͒͝ͅ ̴̨̨̣̼̍͆̾̚ ̷̡̮̱͔̜̒̉ ̸̻͇̟͕̜̂̕͠ ̸̡̥̳̆͐ ̶̠̭͂̒ ̷̯̳̠̈́̍̿̍̔ ̶̛̺̐̉̿͘ ̵̰̉͂̀͂͝ ̸̧̥̭̓̾͗̒͝ ̶̺̤́͒̉ ̶̬͘ ̷̨͂̍ ̵͈̺͇̆̑̐̐ ̸̹̩͈̟̆̏ͅ ̷͉̿̃͒̈ ̴̲̳̂ ̶̧́͊̀̆ ̵̳̜͋̈́͂͛ ̶̡̪̓̒ ̶͙͙̝͈̆̄̚ ̵͈͖̼͚̄̌ ̸̞͆̏ ̶̗͔̳̩̇̿̈́͗ͅ ̴̨̺̯̱̞̊ ̴̣͈̂ ̴̖̜̃̇̓ ̷̦͐́͠ ̶͇̟̥̣̿̓̌͌ ̴̹̼̭̃̌͐͝ ̴̙̀̐ ̵̧̞͆͘͜ ̴̡̳̟͔̳̒̃̍͘ ̸̦̬̪́͊ͅ ̴̭̝͂͒͋ͅ :

Wouldn’t YOU like to know?

The Man-from-the-Railroad is an enigmatic, impeccably tailored, charcoal-suited figure, black hair dusted with salt-and-pepper, and a gleaming white tiger-like smile.

His origins are unknown, his true purpose and motives are unknown.

What is known, however, is that he is charming, cunning, from the Railroad, and while some might consder it up for debate is certainly not the Devil. He is something else; which is to say, worse, and real.

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For RP purposes, here is a rundown of his character and powers so you can know what to expect. All of this applies to his canon (aka DEFAULT) setting, and can/may be tweaked for AUs on a case-by-case basis.

NOTE: Most things I have pulled either from canonical instances or “word of God” per the writer(s) of the podcast. Some things I have extrapolated, due to his brief appearances, and others I have inserted from my own bullshit. I still try to stick to the core aspects of his character as seen in canon; and he is subject to change should more material become available on new episodes of the podcast.

PERSONALITY:

The Railroad Man is, above all, charming, seemingly affable, effortlessly confident, and stopping him from doing what he wants is about as easy as stopping a speeding train. He has the air and appearance of unnerving perfection, as though he was manifested into being clad in his signature pinstripe suit; but it’s every part of his appearance, from his perfectly-coifed hair, to his perfectly cut thin beard, to his unnervingly straight, bright teeth, down to his polished leather shoes--the sort of which you could never afford. Something about him is just... not quite human... it is cold, bright, unbearably real.

He delights in style and class and has a flair for the dramatic. However, he is a stickler for rules--that is, the Old Rules of magic and honor and deals: If you bring harm upon him and his own, you owe him; if he does you a favor, you owe him, and he will come to collect at a time of his choosing. 

He also revels in death and blood as it pertains to the railroad (worldwide), and since at least the 1880s (though very likely earlier than that) he has contributed to pr*son pipelines that provided hard labor to build hundreds of thousands of miles of tracks worldwide (over 100,000 miles in the United States alone). 

They saw the land split by iron tongues. They saw men work to pull up driving spikes and laying rail. they saw the avarice and greed and the ever-growing power of the railroad in this man's eyes.

-- Old Gods of Appalachia, Episode 23 (Season 2), A Bad Night for Hollow Men

Blood, as it turns out, and the lives given in his name and/or the name of the Railroad, allows him to travel as he pleases, and the more bodies worked to death, the better. To say he has a cheerfully callous disregard for human life is a vast understatement. He is decidedly not human, and considers himself better, superior, to them--even to the point that this can become a blind spot where he underestimates human opponents, though fighting against him will always come at a great cost.

His only redeeming qualities are his apparent ambivalence on things when he can get his way, his charm (although smug), and his adherence to rules. He is not unwilling to work out a deal, and in fact, would prefer to do so even if he has the power to get what he wants by sheer force alone. 

He is a man of class and taste, with an airy arrogance that shows itself when his patience wears thin. Just don’t inconvenience him too much--he is not afraid to massacre hundreds to get what he wants, or to shed blood as he turns to smiling anger.

POWERS/ABILITIES/WEAKNESSES:

- Rapid, near instant healing of his body and clothes (blood-based) even from catastrophic injury. He can be killed if cut off from his healing source, provided the blow is a fatal one

- Immense strength/stamina-- can rip out a person’s throat with his bare hand, can also withstand a shotgun blast from close range and remain on his feet

- Teleportation over vast distances, provided he is within a dozen miles of a working railway; he uses working rails as ‘tunnels’ through utter darkness from place to place

- Shapeshifting-- Per Steve, he could be The Railroad Ma’am if he wanted; I have decided he could be pretty much any shape and has such control over his physical form (clothes included)

- Shapeshifting/Illusiory magic-- This passage from episode 25, Siege of Pleasant Evenings, explains it best:

And then as if to answer her unspoken query, the Railroad Man’s body flickered and changed. He seemed to grow taller, and then shorter, he seemed to distort into impossible forms and faces, and collapsed back into the well-dressed fiend in the charcoal suit. In one flickering moment, and dark-skinned, wrought with muscles, his back misshapen by a slab of scars; in his hand hung a heavy hammer. Another shift, and he was a woman cradling her dead husband’s head in her lap, his body crushed by stones. another flicker and he was a burning town, billowing black smoke into the trees, the heat and burning stench of men dying ripe on the air, for but a moment before he flickered again, and he was a salt and pepper playboy in a fine hand-tailored suit. 

Other visions flickered across the eyes of those who saw him there, each one a custom-made image of pain and loss and violation. 

He grinned up at her, stark and feral, like a wolf with a mouth full of your firstborn. “Do not mourn these poor souls, Miss Walker, for they have all fallen short of the glory of their god—be it the one who takes their tithe or the one who signs their paycheck. They look to both for salvation and find naught but throats like sepulchers and feet quick to shed blood.”

- Blood magic-- His blood and blood shed for the railroad are the/a source of his power. However, like other creatures of the Dark, he can be cut off from his exposed healing source (a pool of blood) if he has already been injured and ONLY if he has been sufficiently caught off guard. Blood shed in his name can cover wards, spells, sigils, and the more blood, the more control he will have

- Creation of Hollow thralls-- By getting folks to agree to work for the Railroad, and giving them his black business card, he can call upon them--through some corrupting magic, their minds will empty and he can command them to do as he wishes. Sometimes that will distort their bodies, sometimes not, but it will always lead to their eventual mindless and monstrous death

- Compulsion of obedience/mild hypnosis-- through the sound of his voice, the touch of his hand, through the act of truly looking into his eyes and Seeing who and what he really is

- Heightened senses-- He can smell the air and taste the earth; he is attuned to the ground in which rails have been staked and to the lives affected, changed. He can sense power and life and death and the stories and names of the people there. He can and will kneel and taste dirt, and he can and will sniff the air like a hound to find the threads of the stories he wishes to learn

- Names and Property Lines-- It is important that he is apparently nameless, as names in Alt Appalachia have power; his being without a name means power cannot be claimed over him in this way. Additionally, ownership of property is particularly important in this world-- wards, charms, barriers on a person’s land can be weakened or rendered void if that ownership changes. The more blood shed by TRM on the Walkers’ land, for instance, and spilled over their protective wards, meant the land would slowly but surely become his. It would follow, then, that a stand could be made against him with sufficient magical defense if you had your own little plot and a legal deed with your name on it--as long as you can keep him from sending waves of dying bodies over the property line

MISC:

- When he dies, a bright light bursts through his eyes and mouth and the terrifying sound of a train will rumble past before he and any carnage vanish. Death for him is not at all permanent

- He likes making stupid train pun jokes on occasion but they are subtle... ish

- He is probably around 100 years old or more by the 1930s

- While rather fae-like in the way he operates, he is familiar with human culture and language and all that sort of thing

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(The following images are screenshots from official Old Gods transcripts which you can find on their website. If you want to know a little bit more about him, these snippets are the way to go.)

((WARNING: They contain descriptions of blood, injury, and MINOR, out of context spoilers for the podcast.))

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WARNINGS: RPing with this character will involve sensitive topics from various eras throughout American history, as well as topics on mental illness/depression/PTSD, sexuality/sexual themes, drug addiction/substance abuse, war/violence/gore/injuries, racism/colonialism/imperialism/nationalism, socio-economic issues past & present, homophobia past & present. 

By liking this post and indicating your interest to engage in RP with this character, you are accepting the above warnings and have read the rules posted here on this blog.

#.// lupus in fabula (trm) #.// a formal feeling comes (character pages) #.// hope perches in the soul (ooc)

[februaryberries]

the rest of my reaction to the rest of the episodes because i can’t be bothered to split them up

JIMS HOT CHOCOLATE JIMS MUG

she’s so cute im gonna cry

she’s so cute and they’re so like hdjshfjdbf

SHES SO SWEET

DONT HESITATE TO ASK ANY OTHER QUESTIONS YOU HAVE ABOUT LOVE INSPECTOR CONSTABLE

i feel so bad for nina :(

OH MY GOD HE JOURNALS

aziraphale fuckin writing in a journal kicking his legs like a teenage girl

aziraphale sweetie you’re so brainwashed

OH MY GOD HE MADE IT YELLOW

oooooo i love the bentley driving into the intro art that’s so cool

he’s so obsessed w the rain moment

im so obsessed w ziras diary it’s so funny

now zira that was petty and bad

zira NOOOOOO

oh poor zira he’s so sad

he’s so cute in his little detective costume

THE SKINNY LOWDOWN HES SO SOLLY

gimme the FACTS

well yeah mason hmmmm

im so worried about this girl i feel like this is going to end badly

they’re gonna die

i knew something would go wrong

rip those guys

NO SHE DIED??????? FUCK

he’s insane crowley insane

HES SO TINY

im small arent i

GIANR ROWLEY?????

where are you

GRINDR LMAO

the awning moment

ooooof

VERY CLOSED LOL

it’s always too late :((((

PH MY GOD IS HE IN THE HITCHHIKER

who is she

YOU DONT SEEM HIS TYPE ????? IM SORRY!?????

WHAT HAT WHAT I HEARD YOU AND CROWLEY WERE AN ITEM IM FUCKING SCREAMING

furfur WHO

OH MY GOS OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ITS LIKE I HOPED BUT I COULDNT LET MYSELF BELIEVE THEYD ACTUALLY DO ANYTHING SJFJSJCJJSKSZKJDJ OKAY WAIT OKAY IM NOT POSTING THIS UNTIL I FINISH IT NOW IN CASE IM WRONG LOL

Im sorry is it literally raining hearts when zira and crowley are sitting on the roof in the intro are u kidding me

NO WAY NO WAY NO WAY NO WAY NOT US GETTING 1941 RIGHT AFTER THEY YOURE AN ITEM COMMENT ARE U FUCKING KIDDING ME RN IM GONNA THROW UP

the music

who tf is that guy in the church how is he awake alive whatever

is he flirting is that flirting

oh thank you crowley is there anything i can do for you in return *bats eyelashes* LMAO

ooooo

SISSY TYPE

EW THAT TONGUE WAS SO UNNECESSARY

oh no not magic he’s so silly

nice exactly what nazis deserve

ZOMBIES????

no this poor old man also how did he not see them LMAO

That’s what …… f r i e n d s are for LMAOOOO

CROWLEYS OLD MAN IMPRESSION IS SO FUNNY

he’s so supportive look ziras so happy

SOMEONE YOU REALLY TRUST OH MY GOD

ZIRAS SO EXCITED AW oh rip the magic shop guy

im so scared for aziraphale oh god i don’t know if i can watch

he’s so baby

THE BEES KNEES

JIGGERY POKERY

OH NO MIRACLES BLOCKED OH FUCK

oh no

evidence envelope LMAO

im so nervous but i know it’s going to work H

he’s so whimsy

OH HE DID A MAGIC TRICK W THE PHOTO DIDNT HE

BRILLIANT AZIRAPHALE IF U DID WHAT I THINK U DID

Lmao get fucked nazis

YES ZIRA I KNEW IT

oh my god im gonna throw up

they’re so sweet

SHADES OF GREY

im so

CROWLEYS PET????

TJE BULLET HOLE STUCKERS THRE STICKERS

oh no are the demons gonna crash his night

HES GIVING AWAY BOOKS

NO WAY DAVID PUTTING ON THE FEZ I SEE YOU AS HE ALSO MENTIONED THE DR WHO BOOK ARE U KIDDING I FUCKIN SEE YOU

THE FEZ LMAOO

HER ARMOR LMAOOOO

this is so awkward lmao

OH FOFO FURFUR WHATEVER HIS MAME IS

Zira please stop speaking french

YOUVE BEEN TOGETHER LONG IM KILLING MTSELF IM THROWING UP

HES NOT MY BIT ON THE SIDE

other peoples love lives always seem more straightforward than our own AND HE WALKS AWAY HE DIDNT KNOW IM HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW WAHHHH

Im losing my mind oh god the season finale is after this episode im going to throw up

WHAT IS THIS

SMITTEN IM SORRY ???

this isn’t going to end well

okay but the way they do the texts from Lindsey is so cool

my only friend

OH NO HES SO SAD

CROWLEY WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU

oh thank god

crowley OH ITS IN THE MATCHBOX

DO YOU WANT A HOT CHOCOLATE CROWLEY AWEWW IM GONNA DIE

Oh sweet girl

nobody would believe you anyway :( WAIT AND SEE LMAO

So beautiful

OH NO MAGGIE

A SEASMSTRESS

ZIRA U CANT FORCE PPL TO FEEL THINGS

he’s so worried :((( crowley

HES ASKING HIM TO DANCE ??????? IM SORRY ARE THEY GOING TO DANCE

jim :((( a

THE FUR COAT LMAO

TOSTE

oh rip the annoying guy LOL

i won’t leave you on your own maggie :(

BUT RESCUING ME MAKES HIM SO HAPPY????????? IM SORRY EXCUSE ME WHAT

YOU SAID BLAH BLAH BLAH

WHY IS CROWLEY GOING TO HEAVE THOUGH

LAST EPISODE IM GOING TO DIE

his little prance

MAGGIE NO

man that one demon can’t catch a break

HIS LITTLE HAPPY WALK LOL

crowleys emotional support angel

CROWLEY YOUR MEMORY

are gabriel and beelzebub going on dates these look like dates LMAO

SHE GAVE HIM THE FLY ????

WAIT ACTUALLY I DIDNT THINK I WAS RIGHT OH MY GOD

HES SUGGESTING ALPHA CENTURI FOR THEM AND ITS LIKE BUT THATS WHERE HE WAS GOING TO TAKE AZIRAPHALE

it’s a crime that gabriel and beelzebub are getting together before crowley and zira THEY DID IT FIRST

us time

he’s tidying up the shop :(((( and waiting for zira

im gonna throw up im gonna throw up oh no what is azira going to say what did matatrom say oh no

NO CROWLEY WAS ABOUT TO CONFESS IM GONNA THROW UP

oh no but he doesn’t want oh no

oh zira sweetie

NO IM GONNA THROW UP IM GONNA CRY

NO IM NO

im NO

THIS ISNT WHAT I MEANT WHEN I SAID MAKE THEM KISS WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WTH YOU THIS ISNT WGAT I MEANT THIS ISNT WHAT I MEANT IM GONNA THROW UP WHAT DO TOU MEAN IM GONNA FUCKINGDYE IM SOBBING ZIRA NOOOOOOOOOO NOOOOOOO ZIRA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE ZIRA NOOOOOOOOO

WHAT THE FUCK THIS ISNT WHAT I MEANT

how am i ever ever ever ever supposed to recover from this the way they both wanted the other to come with them but zira is too brainwashed by heaven still and it’s heart breaking and the way crowley kisses him because he thinks he’s never gonna have the chance now the NO NIGHTINGALE GALES we could have ben US zira being so heartbroken by the kiss I FORGIVE YOU don’t bother what if i eat my entire laptop right now

The way he tenderly touches his lips afterwards is Gut Wrenching and then he’s about to say he thinks he’s made a mistake and then you see him pack those feelings away in a box and shove them deep down and what if i died right now

#good omens spoilers #good omens 2 spoilers #im #neil gaiman #took me out back and shot me with that last scene #im so #HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO RECOVER IM SORRY #tw suicide joke #i say im gonna kms a lot but i mean it in a good way if that makes sense #yk how it is being deranged about media

[lwde-haven]

Tongue bath + Cinder: The false Maiden had no idea why Salem had sent her a new Bodysuit, but it did fit her just as well as her other one. What Salem hadn't told her, was that suit was more Grimm than actual fabric, licking her at random, wherever it covered her body.

Cinder couldn't help but pick at her butt during the infiltration. There wasn't much difference between the two outfits, aside from it being slightly tighter. Feeling the fabric entering her buttcheeks, as if it was actually trying to slide in. No matter, Cinder had a job, and getting caught would only mean trouble. Sneaking past the guard with swiftness, taking out the few problematic ones with ease. This mission was simply too easy. At least, until Cinder felt an odd sensation on her navel. Slightly tickling her and causing her to yelp out of surprise. As she clasped her hands in front of her mouth, the surrounding guards were suddenly quite agitated due to the noise. Her mission had gone from easy to much harder in split seconds, and she still had no idea what caused this slipup. Before she could change plans, she felt yet another slimy touch. On her back this time. The Maiden had managed to remain quiet this time, but instinctively tried to touch the now wet spot on her body. "Wait a minute... Wet?" Cinder mumbled to herself, right before she could feel the sensation again. Over, and over, on every single inch of her body at once. Finally understanding what was happening to her, Cinder had trouble keeping quite at the tickling and arousing sensation. Her whole body was being coated with Grimm saliva, their spit acting like a natural aphrodisiac. Not a single part of her body were spared. Her stomach, back, legs and buttcheeks, all were forced to suffer the lighting quick licking. However, the small tongues seemed to focus a few very specific parts. Namely, her nipples, clit, pussy and anus. The flexible tongues were set on wrapping themselves tightly against her erect nubs, while her lower holes were subjected to the extremely skillful and rapid cunnilingus and anilingus. It was all too much to handle for the criminal. Unable to take the constant stimulation and pleasure torture, Cinder moaned loudly during her infiltration. Completely unable to focus on anything other than the Grimm suit, giving her the tongue bath of a lifetime. Alerting all the guards as she spasmed and twitched on the floor. "W-what the hell?" "Aaaanh~! Aaaaanh~! It feels so good~! They're licking e-everything!~ Make them stoooop~! Aaaaaanh~!" Shaking her assets wildly as she tried to ease the licking to no avail, much to the surprise of the aroused guards. Seeing the moaning thief shaking her massive rear and tits as if she were possessed. A few days later, and the sorry sight of the fallen Maiden became well known in the prison she was sent to. Still wearing her black suit, thrashing around on the floor as she moaned like a bitch in heat. The act of removing the clothing seemingly impossible, no matter how hard the prison guard had tried. Forced to leave Cinder Fall as a moaning mess, unable to even sleep as she was subjugated to constant pleasure and orgasms. At the very least, seeing the horny evil woman's erotic dance became great entertainment around the prison.

#lwde #not sfw #cf #good job on making me write cinder with ur great ask (it's not gonna happen often)

[streetslost]

❛  are you bleeding?  ❜ (Hope you don't my tossing one of the prompts from your list into your inbox!)

MEME FROM LITERALLY OVER A MONTH AGO - @hunterfromthewoods

BLEEDING. when wasn't she bleeding in some fashion or another? the malnourishment didn't help; scarlet running liquid didn't seem to stop at times. cat wondered if nurses would BAFFLE at her for still being alive ( most likely )... but cuts and scrapes and bruises and ache... it was all so familiar to the point that the street rat had long since stopped feeling when a new one came - or an old one r e n e w e d itself. troublesome to heal anything when one lived the way she did. even some of the wounds that had gotten tended to in juvie still split on occasion. like old cracks of a vase that shattered once more at the smallest drop. she was annoyed with being fragile. sickly. ignoring it all was easier than addressing... but perhaps that was what led to constant bleeding and the occasional infection to begin with. stupidity of stubbornness. teeth grit together, eventually finding that her knee was drenched after green depths had scanned her own form over. she bit her tongue, h i s s of frustration, shoulders then bouncing in a shrug. "apparently, though i don't even remember when tha' fucking happened." or how. was it recent, was it old? a touch of fingers to the wound told her not too aged, still warm, still stinging... but that didn't always mean that much. the struggle of shorts in summer meant more exposure to the ELEMENTS for her skin... but the heat often made the risk worth it. "...hm, should prob'bly wash it off, i suppose..."

#hunterfromthewoods #&&. verse ( nothing gold can stay ) #don't mind at all as long as you don't mind me being super slow ajfksl;dja 8') #&&. asks ( sometimes you gotta know )

[shizuyotoshisuta333]

!!WARNING!!

Don't read if you are squeamish or don't like extreme gore, violence, and horrific deaths because there's a lot. Also in later chapters there is mention and flashbacks of past abuse.

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A Siren's Sea and Pirates' Fee

ShizuyoToshisuta333

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Y/n's following Sun around the shops and bumps into him.

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The sirens in this aren't based on real sirens.

Mine have color changing eyes, elemental crystals and powers, and different forms like humanoid siren and full siren in the water, as well as on land human form and animal form based on the clan you choose.

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This is a reader-insert type story, so I will write the reader-insert parts like so:

(y/n):your name (l/n):last name (e/c):eye color (h/c):hair color (h/l):hair length (b/s):bust size(chest size) (c/s):clothes size (n/l):nail length (n/c):nail color (l/c):lip color (b/t):blood type (f/s):favorite smell (f/t):favorite taste(sweet/salty/sour/etc.) (f/c):favorite color (s/f/c):second favorite color, (s/c):skin color (f/e):favorite element(ice/lightning/air/etc.) (e/p/c):element power color(based on your favorite element, fire=red, ice=light blue, water=dark blue, air=white, lightning=yellow, light=orange, dark=purple, metal=gray, earth=green.) (f/j):favorite jewel (f/a):favorite animal (f/f):favorite flower (f/w):favorite weather (f/o):favorite ornaments/accessories (it can be more than one.) (o/p):ornament place(hair/ankle/neck/etc.)(If you have multiple, just imagine where they all are.) (c/l):clothing length (c/c):clothing colors (c/n): clan name (Snake tongue=Snake, Bear claw=Bear, East pacific=Spider, Dragon scale=Dragon, Tiger teeth=Tiger, Bunny tail=Bunny, Frog spots=Frog, Bird feather=Bird, Horseshoe=Horse, Turtle shell=Turtle, Butterfly wings=Butterfly, also feel free to make your own) (c/a): clan animal(based on clan)(f/d)favorite drink (f/a/d): favorite alcoholic drink

Yes, I know it's a long list. But, I wanted to give as much freedom to the reader as possible, and I know this isn't how sirens are, but this is my version of them.

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Chapter 3: Surprise Encounter

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The ship docked a day and a half later at Duran the city of stands or at least that's what the siren community calls it because all around the edge of the city are stall shops, immediately everyone including the captains got to work moving out their items to sell in the storage room and they all split up the cargo and fan out to sell them. I already have a shirt and the skirt that all of my tribe wears, all I have to do is find a place to change so I look around and I see a cove. I swim to the cove off to the side of the mountain near the docks and drag myself onto the sand, the water is at high tide causing the cove to not have much room as I shift to my human form. I exit the cove and head on foot to the rows and rows of shops, I look around at the different types of shops while casually strolling through the area and I occasionally see a member or members of the crew.

I have the feeling that someone is following me so I look behind me as I turn a corner, "Ack!" I step back a step and bow, "I-I'm sorry, I-I wasn't looking where I was going!" I stand up straight and look at who I ran into.

The yellow captain grabbed my hand and kissed it with his silicone lips, "T's quite 'lright little comet, just watch where yer walkin' next time." He says with a sweet smile as he returns up right and gently drops my hand. I stare up at him unable to form words as he tilts his head a bit, "What t's it little miss, see something you like~?" He asks smugly with a smirk.

I clear my throat and as I'm about to say something he drags me into the dark alley next to us, "Hey-, let go!" I try to pull my sleeve away from him, he yanks me further in then slams me into a wall "W-why?" I squeak and look at the light that is the exit.

He grabs my chin and turns my head ruffly to look at him, "Ye look familiar" he said as leaned in closer to examine my face. I blush and turn my head only for it to get pulled back, he starts to drag his hand down "Try to look away again, and see what happens, little comet~" he stops his hand at the base of my neck and wraps his fingers around it and gives a light warning squeeze. I close my eyes and trimble in his grip and he sees this so he releases my throat to instead put his hand next to my head to trap me against the wall, "I didn't mean to scare ye so much" he states as his eyes soften.

A shout from the street catches our attention and I recognize the voice, the blue captain, I start to panic 'No, NO! H-he can't see me, he'll recognize me immediately!'.

I start looking for a way to escape and he catches on quickly, "Sorry for keepin' ya long, ye can go now" and just like that he releases me causing me to slide down the wall to sit as he walks into the light and turns to the right.

I sit there staring at the entrance for a second longer than I stand up and run out of the alley to turn right, I tail the two captains as they talk about their spoils and return to the ship to wait for the rest of the crew to return. While waiting for the others, the captains walk into their room to talk away from the rest, I sneak over to the cove and switch back then swim to the captains' window to listen in on their conversation.

🔆~Pov change~🔆

I walk back to the ship with Moon to show him how much gold I got from selling my cargo load and when we get back to the ship we see no one has returned yet other than us, "Hey Moon, I need to speak with you, in private."

We walk into our quarters and sit across from each other at the table, "Someone bumped into me on the way back to the ship. T's was someone I remember, but I couldn't place their name or where I met them." I state, looking at him for answers.

"Well…" he pauses and gestures at me, "What do they look like?" He huffs, annoyed that I didn't elaborate.

"Oh yeah, well, they have h/l h/c hair, e/c eyes, and s/c skin." I say and wait for Moon's response.

"There's a lot of people in the world, and we've met a lot that match that description, I have to see their face to know who they are." He states and stands up, "I hear the rest of the crew returning, we should greet them." He says then walks out the door.

I quickly stand and run across the room to catch up with him then greet the crew, me and Moon collect the gold from the crew and count it.

"I have exciting news for everyone, we have enough to go drinking and have a bunch of gold left over!" I shout in an ecstatic voice, the crew cheers and throws their playing cards up in the air.

My optics widen at the mess and one twitches and Moon notices, "Everyone clean this up, ye gonna give Sun an aneurysm!" He shouts angrily causing the crew to flinch and start to panic, the crew quickly picking up the cards that are now on the floor.

The sun starts to set as we leave the ship to go to the neighborhood bar, as we turn a corner near the bar I catch a glimpse of h/l h/c hair. I peek around the corner, we just turned only to not find anything, I shrug and continue walking to the bar with everyone and when we arrive I pass out a bag of gold to each crew member. We walk through the door to the bar and everyone turns and looks at me and Moon, we ignore them and sit against the far wall at the bar to order drinks from the bartenders.

"I'll take a Lemon Drops for three rounds" I slide two gold coins to one of the bartenders, "Alrighty lemon drop one coming up!" He states grabbing the Vodka, syrup, sugar, and a lemon.

He slides the drink to me and starts talking Moon's order while I sip on it with the black straw he gave me, the bell on the door jingles and I ignore it but then I hear a few whistles and whispers so I look at the door to see the person from earlier with the h/l h/c hair and e/c eyes. They ignore the whistles and whispers and sit at the third stool at the bar because the first one is taken by a sleeping drunk guy, Moon gets his Blue diamond from the bartender and he hasn't looked at the person that walked in.

He turns to me after taking a sip of his drink through the straw and notices my gaze, "What ye lookin at?" He turns around but can't see their face because they're looking to the side while waiting for their drink but he can see their hair. He takes another sip of his drink and turns back to me, "That them, they have the same hair?" He asks, raising his artificial eyebrow. I nod and take a swig of my drink, "Ye sure, we have to look at their face?" Moon asks, "Yes, I saw their face when they walked in." I state casually and stand.

I walk over to them while getting a few stares and sit next to them with my drink in hand, "Hey little comet~" I say and take another sip, "Did ye find what yer was lookin for in the shops?"

The bartender passes them their f/a/d with a worried look and they take a drink then turns to me with a smile, "Yes I did, did you find what you were looking for?", "Ya, I found it before ye ran into me" I state with a smirk. "Ahh yes, I remember that." They say in a sweet tone, "That was right before you dragged me into an alley and slammed me into a wall and grabbed my throat." They spit with a smile that doesn't reach their eyes.

Instead their eyes reflect a strong warning that causes me to involuntarily raise my guard, my brother notices my behavior and walks over to me and taps my shoulder and I start to relax.

He then sits on the other side of the person on the stool with his drink, "Evening little star~" He takes a drink and looks them up and down as they finish the second half of their drink in one swig, "My brother has told me of ye little encounter." He states trying to get them to look at him.

They ignore him as they order another drink with a surprising amount of alcohol, the bartender gives them a questioning look then glances at me and Moon.

"Are you sure, you realize an Aunt Roberta is one hundred percent alcohol right?" He asks in an alarmed voice, "Yes, I drink it often." They state unfazed and the bartender hesitantly grabs the Brandy, Vodka, Absinthe, Gin and Blackberry Liqueur. They get their Aunt Roberta and take a drink then sets it back on the bar, "Always goes down smooth." They sigh and laugh at my, Moon's, and all the bartenders' wide eyes.

Moon leans over to smell the drink, "Damn, he would be dying just from a sip!" He laughs while gesturing to me then turns back and finishes off his drink. He puts it on the bar with a smirk, "I'll take what they're havin!" The bartender looks at him like he's crazy then proceeds to make his drink. He slides the drink to him and he picks it up then drinks half in one gulp, "Ye be right, that does go down smooth." He laughs and finishes his Aunt Roberta then orders another.

The bartenders whisper among each other as one makes the drink, "Me too, I just finished mine." They say and slide the empty glass to them.

"Ya sure ye can drink another, little comet~?" I ask with a smirk and get my second round of Lemon Drops, "yeah I normally have ta have three before I'm even buzzed." They reply and down their second one.

The bartender makes them another with the same expression as they've had when handed the glass, a different bartender gives me my drink as Moon finishes his second one.

"I haven't been able to drink like this in awhile, Sun's a light weight and I normally have ta drag him and the rest of the crew back to the ship, I also drive during the night shift when we get back so I only have one to two drinks, but we'r stayin the night docked here so I don't have to worry about driving." Moon chuckles and downs his third when the bartender hands it to him.

"Yeah I normally only drink at two places and only one of them have my very alcoholic drink, so when I go to the bar that doesn't have it I get like five Aunt Robertas to make up for it." They state and finish the second half of their third drink then order another.

"So ye still haven't told me yer name, little comet~" I say after getting my last Lemon Drop, "I thought you wouldn't want to know my name seeing that you both already made names for me." They return with an eye roll as they get their drink. "I wouldn't be asking if I didn't want to know" I retort and return the eye roll, "Never mind, if ye don't want to tell me all ye had ta do is say so." I look away and take a drink of my Lemon Drop.

"Y/n'' They say too quickly for me and Moon to catch, "Pardon?" I turn back to then with a quirked brow, "My name, it's Y/n." They say without looking up from their drink as they set it down. Me and Moon exchange glances as he shrugs and returns to his drinking as his fifth Aunt Roberta is slid to him, "Nice name, Y/n~, never heard that before." Moon says as he puts his drink down on the bar.

Y/n hums and gets their fifth Aunt Roberta and immediately downs it then puts the glass on the bar, "My bitch of a mom named me." They slide the glass to the bartender and reorders the f/a/d, "I should slow down a bit, I got all night ta drink and enough money to do so." They take a drink of their f/a/c.

Some random group guys stand up from a table and walk up behind Y/n then one of them puts a hand on Y/n's shoulder, "Oh why slow down now, the party's just starting~." He says while leaning towards their ear, "we want a turn to drink with you too, or are you too drunk~? He says right in their ear.

Right as me and Moon start to stand Y/n turns around on the spinning bar stool where we can't see their face but the group can, he looks mortified and starts to back up slowly.

"H-Hey, I was just kidding, w-we can leave." Then they scurrie out the door with their tails tucked between their legs, Y/n turns back around with the same expression they had before they turned to the group and started sipping their drink like nothing happened.

Me and Moon exchange glances once more with a confused expression, "What was that about Y/n, they just left easy as that, how?" Moon asks perplexed, "Secret!" They turn to Moon with a smile and Moon's eyes widen as this is the first time he's seen their face and it clicks.

He snickers and takes a drink then turns to me and points at o/p on himself, I quirk my eyebrow then point at o/p on me, he shakes his head and points at Y/n, then I point at them right as they turn to look at me. I quickly act casual and take a swig of my drink without looking at them, I take a peek at them as they turn to Moon and he's already sipping his drink through the straw. They go back to drinking their f/a/d and I look at their o/p, their f/o glimmer in the light of the bar and the realization hits me like a tidal wave. It's that creature from the water but how does it have legs and it speaks human words, 'what kind of creature is this?!' I think as they finish their drink, they look at me and find me looking at them so they smile then turn back to order another glass of f/a/d.

Almost everyone who was here when we got here has either left a while ago or is in a drunken sleep on the table, aside from the guy sitting next to Moon who woke up about an hour ago and started drinking again.

"Man this place cleared out, I figured it was only gonna get more busy." I state when I look around, Y/n shrugs then gulp their drink down until it is empty, "Alrighty, that's the last one for me." They announce as they set the empty glass on the bar and slide it to the new bartender because the others left half an hour ago at the end of their shifts.

"Though I could use something to eat~" Y/n states darkly, me and Moon gulp and look at each other. "What's wrong~?" They turn to me and smile wickedly, "You both look scared~" They say as they turn to Moon.

They turn back to the bartender, "Do you sell food here?" They ask casually like they didn't just scare the shit out of me and Moon, "O-Oh yes, b-but it's all seafood." The bartender shakily answers, sensing the dangerous atmosphere. "Seafood?" Y/n tilts their head, "is it cooked?" They finish and the bartender looks at them with a dumbfounded expression, "Yes?" He quirks a brow with wide eyes. "Oooo, do you have crab!?" They excitedly ask and lean forward towards the bartender, he takes a step back and answers "Y-yes, we have seven different types that are caught fresh from our ocean."

"Wow I didn't know there were so many different types of crabs, normally I just find consortium and eat them all!" They say with a finger on their chin, the bartender clears his throat "Yes there are a lot, over seven and a half thousand different types across the world, including freshwater and the three hundred different ones from the Enchanted Forest." He says very interested in the topic. "I haven't been to the Enchanted Forest in awhile, but I've eaten a few of the smaller ones like the Twilight Cave Crab." Y/n says, "T-Twilight Cave Crab, but those are at least three times your size, did you get it from some new special shop?!" He asks loudly with wide eyes. "No, I don't think they are sold at shops, I had to catch mine and it was delicious." They state unfazed.

"Speaking of types of crabs, are ye gonna tell Y/n what types ye sell here?" Moon sighs with a grumbling attitude, "O-Oh yes, right, um." The bartender says as gets nervous again."Well out with it!" He growls growing more angry by the second, "We have Rock Crab, Striped Shore Crab, Red Rock Crab, Green Crab, Shield Back Kelp Crab, Fiddler Crab, and Purple Shore Crab." He squeaks out as fast as he can.

"Oooo, I'll try the Shield Back Kelp Crab!" Y/n says breaking the bad atmosphere, "Heh heh, 'kay coming right up sweet thing~." The bartender says with a smirk then heads to the kitchen in the back of the bar.

"Yeah, never mind not drinking anymore, I got foods." Y/n says then orders a classic daiquiri, the girl bartender hands Y/n their drink right as the other bartender returns with the boiled Shield Back Kelp Crab and he sets the dish in front of them.

"I see you have another drink, what happened to the other one being your last?" He asks as he leans on the bar, "Well, Daiquiris go well with seafood, so why not." They shrug and dig into their food.

"Oh my sea stars, this is fantastic!" They say with stars in their eyes, "Glad you like it, sweet thing~." He says with a smirk.

"Can I try some?" I ask and earn a glare from the bartender, "Sure!" Y/n answers then cracks one of the crab's legs off, they then break that leg in half so the meat is sticking out of one end.

"Here, say ahh!" They say while raising the leg and looking up at me expectantly, I blush then lean forward and take a bite that takes a quarter of the meat, "Hm, that is really good!" I say and give Y/n a smile.

"Really?" Moon asks, then leans over Y/n's shoulder and steals a bite, "You could've just asked for a bite." They laugh and take a bite of the half eaten leg.

"I've had better." Moon states and takes a drink of his Aunt Roberta, "I'll leave you to your food, ask for Travis if you need anything, sweet thing~." He says as he rises from the bar while trying to mask his annoyance.

Y/n picks up and takes a drink of their Daiquiri after he's out of sight, "Yup, the perfect drink." They state and finish it off then order another.

"Man, ye been drinking for three hours and now ye eating, where does it all go?!" Moon asks as they get their drink, they shrug their shoulders and rip off their last crab leg.

They break it in half and bite into it then swallow, "I have no idea." They state before they grab one of the leg tips and flips over the crab body then cuts it down the middle with the leg piece.

Moon looks at the knife sitting next to the plate, "That's what this is for, little star~." He says as he picks it up and plays with it, "No, those are for murder." They state casually like it was normal.

"Well they can be but this one is for food." He states as he puts it back next to the plate, "I consider it offensive, you would too if you had lived my life." They say and take a swig of their drink, "So…" I start and take the last sip of my last Lemon Drop, "Where ye from, if ye don't mind me askin little comet~?" I finish as I give my empty glass to the bartender and order a shot of bourbon whiskey.

Y/n cringes at the question and drinks half of their drink, "It's not a good story, I'd rather not talk about it in a bar and with people I barely know." They state and finish off their drink again.

They order another drink and eat the rest of their crab, the bartender places the Daiquiri next to the plate then takes the plate full of crab shells, "Oh, thank you!" Y/n says in a surprised voice. Sun grabs his shot glass and downs it then slams it down onto the bar, "I think I'm gonna call it a night and take the crew that's either too drunk to stand or fell asleep, have a good night, Y/n~." He stands up from the stool then starts to head for the tables.

"H-Hey wait." Y/n grabs his sleeve to stop him and he pauses and looks at them, "Yes~?" He says sweetly.

"I told you my name but you never told me yours." They say with a sweet smile and release his sleeve, "Captain Sun of the Galaxy Ship~" I tip my hat then gather the crew then toss a bag of gold coins on the bar.

I walk out the door with the crew members I gathered and take them back to the ship, when I reach the stairs to the storage room I carry everyone downstairs and maneuver them through the items in the room. I bring them through the door on the other side of the door and put each one in their bed, I then leave the door open and walk back to the stairs to leave and go upstairs, I go to my room then sit on my chair and slowly doze off.

🌙~Pov change~🌙

Sun leaves the bar after paying for his drinks with his bag of gold leaving me and Y/n to finish drinking, "He only left early because he knows if he did he would fall asleep." I state and laugh.

"I bet as soon as he can, he'll be asleep." I say then drink half of my Aunt Roberta, I set it back on the bar and look at Y/n.

Y/n picks up their Daiquiri and takes a sip then places it back on the bar, I look around to make sure no one is close enough to listen in on our conversation.

"We've seen ye before, ye know what I'm talking about." I state bluntly then they snicker and respond, "Yes I know, I figured you would be the one to notice exactly who I am, Sun on the other hand, I knew he wouldn't know without guidance."

I smirk, "Smart little star~" I rasp while tapping the side of my faceplate with my index finger, "Figured out very quickly even before they knew our names, must have had practice, yesss?" I question more to myself.

"Sorta." They state with a grim expression, I raise one of my artificial eyebrows and wait for an elaboration that never comes.

"Ye got a place ta crash or do ya just sleep in the water?" I ask and take a sip of my drink, "I haven't slept out of the water since I was 5." They respond as they bring their Daiquiri to their mouth.

"How old ar' ye?" I question, "You should've never asked that." They state as they put their drink down.

"Oh? And why's that?" They turn to look at me and smile wickedly but, unlike the sweet smile from earlier it has sharp teeth and one of their eyes is different, it's pupil is a slit and the color has changed, "Interesting~." I state as I reach a hand out and put it on their cheek and rub my thumb under their changed eye.

They instinctively back up so quickly I barely touch them before they're off the stool, their arm is tense so I look at their hand and those same claws from the other day are back, I retract my hand and grab my drink with a snicker.

"Jumpy one aren't ya, little star~? Even with all that alcohol in yer system." I say then drink the last half of my Aunt Roberta, I stand up and place a bag of gold coins on the bar then head for the door but stop before I reach it, "Ye comin' or not?".

They huff and grab their Daiquiri and down it then pays, and out the corner of my eye I see the male bartender from earlier glaring daggers at me as Y/n walks past me and through the door. I smirk and exit too but not before I see him fuming, and I chuckle to myself as the door closes.

"What's so funny?" Y/n questions me with a raised brow, "Ohh nothing, just a mad crab boy, not something ya need ta worry about little star~.

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[horce-divorce]

wisdom tooth update! its fine im just having Moment about the surgical healing process so ill put this under a readmore

tl;dr im healing fine, and also, it bears repeating that I CANNOT BELIEVE how people go walking around like wisdom tooth surgery is No Big Deal So Normal And Minor You'll Be Fine Right Away. we are now at week 2 and I'm just finally starting to get my mojo back but my face is still very sore and I am still having thrice daily body horror moments every time i have to irrigate the (still massive) wound in my face

posting bc it reassures me and also on the offchance this isnt actually normal and someone else can spot that lmao

proceed w caution if you don't like graphic descriptions or pictures of mouths/minor surgical wounds. no blood/gore, just TMI

frantically doing research about what healing wisdom tooth sockets are supposed to look like bc nobody tells you JUST HOW MUCH OF YOUR FACE they have to carve up to get those suckers out???? i have like an indoor chelsea grin situation going on????? but apparently this is all normal, I think??! MOST of the images I see of healing sockets look a lot less dramatic/have MUCH, MUCH smaller incisions. but i have found a few comparable ones to mine. and it doesn't look infected or anything so yeah ig this is just. normal????

i mean i would really expect my incision to be uhh h smaller by week 2. but idk like i said. its otherwise healing fine?

like. im kidding about the chelsea grin thing obviously but also kinda not really. like my actual jaw, like the joint, like the BACK of my mouth, WAY ABOVE the gums, is still split open. like way way more than you'd think would have been necessary. like an additional half inch above my socket. it's basically 2 sockets. that are attached like 1 big socket that goes from my gums into my cheek.

i even took a picture if you wanna see!!

you dont!

but im cursed to look at this 3x a day whether i like it or not!

BEHOLD

look at that! that's 2 weeks post surgery to the day.

its not my gums. that is fully a half inch up past my gums. tbf that sucker was sideways so they probably had to break it out hamburger style instead of hotdog style or w/e, but also, it's been 2 weeks? i expect it to take longer for bone and tissue to fill in the socket, but an incision should be closing up after 2 weeks, shouldnt it????

idk cus like, this is the only "complication" i've had btw, my face/cheek muscles being an issue... nurse suspected I overworked them on days 3-4 in an attempt to get pain relief; I was stretching/massaging/trying to chew too soon. I was only afterwards told how deep the injections go and that they can cause inflammation for weeks afterwards. oops. (i still dont think i'd have been able to talk properly or chew until about day 5 anyway, but i def made it worse. part of me wonders if the incision was even this big to begin with, or if I did that by overworking it.......... 💀)

anyway, my cheek/jaw muscles, right on the incision, hurt way more than my socket. they just keep getting tighter. and tighter. you know that feeling when a tendon/muscle is out of place and then it goes TWONG back into place and you're like "UGHK" ? it's like that inside my jaw, under my tongue and under the socket, except it never twangs back. my face just gets tighter and tighter like a rubber band that won't break, the more i eat/talk/smile the worse it gets. heat helps but it's inflamed as well so im trying to alternate heat/ice.

that said it's gradually getting better every day. vast improvement even from last Friday. but man. that + realizing how far up into my face that incision actually goes has me in a serious recurring body horror moment. i have hated absolutely every single second of this whole process :) this is my personal hell :)

licherally can not BELIEVE the amount of NT people who go walking around like wisdom tooth surgery is NO Big Fuckin Deal Back To Work on Day 3. it's WEEK 2 for me and I am just now getting back to normal, I can eat pretty much anything now (still avoiding crunchy and spicy), but i have to be so careful about how much I use my jaw.

maybe I am just more attached to my teeth and bones than the average guy (i.e. have sensory processing issues) or maybe it's just that ive never had any other surgeries. maybe i hate all surgery this much idk. but what the fuck lol. i do NOT feel I was adequately prepared for this. no way. everyone was like "oh it's fine you'll be in and out in 10 mins, I didnt even take my vicodin bc i didnt even need it, I was back to work on day 3, everybody gets it, they do so many of these all the time." ok but, do you have a fucking adamantium skeleton. you are the creature that god forgot. who are you people. like yeah they cut into my jaw and broke my bones right out of my face, but it's totally fine and im instantly normal again!! couldnt be me!!! what the fuck!!!!

#me #medical stuff #and i just have to live like this until its not anymore #welp! #ill tag these -> wisdom teeth <- from now on in case you can't hear about this #wisdom teeth

[deathgripsgravemoth]

Very wierd dream snippets first one i remember was riding a little motorcycle/scooter thing from mamaws house to my old house i think i lived at mamaws tho by myself idrk what was going on

Next one there was a tiktok trend of doing yoga in a shark tank?? And it was called shark yoga and people were starting to have tanks installed in their house and getting one or two sharks to ha e inside them but the sharks all were these mammalian looking things with no eyes and large teeth like a killer whale and didnt get bigger than a person. I remember this yter made a video in respnse to the trend abt how it was bad and he made it in a tank i think?? Idk it there was water in it bc he was able to talk but he had 2 cloud c something fish and the fish were kind of like if geckos were like 3 feet long and had alligator teeth they were white and pale orange like vladdy and were like bounded to him bc they kept nudging him w their heads

Last one was i was looking in the mirror at my old house in the bathroom and i noticed there was a neck roll growing under my chin and i freaked out it was really stretchy for some reason? I could pull it out like 1 1/2 feet away from my face. Then my throat started hurting and the skin got sucked inside my throat that had a split inside it horizontally so the sucked in skin looked like when u pull ur lips over ur teeth but it was more wrinkly since the skin was thin. Then i stuck my tongue out and some of my tastebuds popped out on little stalks like starfish eyes and went back into my tongue when i put it back in my mouth. The stalks were symmetrical there was 2-3 in the center and like 5 lining each side of my tongue

#d #very weird i have my first math exam today yesterday was so hot it was awful i sweat so bad just from walking outside

[steadfvstlcws]

╰     ┈     [  jodie turner-smith, 37 , cis female , she/her ]  in the time of dragons , AWREN ARRYN NEE UPCLIFF is entering the game of thrones . said to be ARDENT + ELOQUENT, we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be TREACHEROUS + DISINGENIOUS. when asked about them , people are always reminded of emeralds twinkling in the moonlight, sea foam bubbling  against the sand of which you have burrowed your toes in & ariadne waking up on a deserted island to find theseus gone, after all that you did for him . though they are the RULING LADY OF THE VALE , their true loyalties lie with HOUSE ARRYN & HOUSE UPCLIFF and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support their family above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .   ── 

DOSSIER.

FULL NAME arwen ursula arryn nee upcliff MEANING “muse, fine, fair”, “female bear” TITLE ruling lady of the vale AGE 37 BIRTHPLACE witch isle, north east of the vale

FATHER corwyn upcliff  †   MOTHER myranda upcliff  †   BROTHER jon upcliff  †   BROTHER utp upcliff,head of house SISTER utp upcliff BROTHER-IN-LAW utp arryn BROTHER IN-LAW  utp arryn SISTER-IN-LAW alys arryn SISTER-IN-LAW utp arryn  HUSAND utp arryn, ruling lord of the vale    SON triston stone (born 396, bastard who is raised as her brother) SON osric(?) arryn (born 402) DAUGHTER melusine arryn (born 406, dies three months  later)

COA house upcliff: a cresting sea-green wave house, on a black field arryn: a sky-blue falcon soaring against a white moon, on a sky-blue field MOTTO house upcliff: to go with the tide. house arryn: as high as honour! 

LANGUAGES common tongue, common witch isle dialects RELIGION the faith of the seven ALIGNMENT chaotic neutral STATUS married

TIMELINE.

379 Born on Witch Isle, the youngest of four children 392 Engaged to a son from a noble house (w/e isnt taken/is going to be taken) 395 A marriage ceremony is held, and her father begins to make his move against the Arryns 396 With the rebellion stopped before it began, her father forces an annulment, and Awren is kept behind closed doors to give birth. He is claimed as a bastard of her father, with the Stone name though the family know the truth 400 Travels to the Vale with her father as a contract is drawn up keep the peace of the vale, he gives away his daughter willingly 401 A marriage ceremony is held, and Awren becomes the Ruling Lady of the Vale 403 Gives birth to a son, Osric(?) 406 Gives birth to a daughter who only lives for three months, she calls her Melusine. 

WANTEDS.

platonic   — ladies she can rely on, though they would be sparse. vale people. people of court she can glean sensibilities from. though born on the outskirts of the vale, she comes across as pompous and too-good, despite being a country girl at best.  romantic   — awren was married when she was very young to another noble house of the vale, in a so-called bid to nurture an uprising against the arryns. alas, it never took place due to the houses coming and going from the upcliff’s doors. the marriage, by her father’s eye, was thus useless and forced an annulment to split them apart (though, he paid heavily, for awren was already pregnant and forced to the Witch Isle to secretly give birth. she was then sent to marry the heir to the vale, in a bid to give awren waway as a hostage to assume a peace treaty. she is loyal, and has had but one child with the ruling lord. apathetic   — the upcliff family have a sinister reputation.. the isle of which they sit was brought under the rule of the vale after a previous awren upcliff married into the family,  since the dawn of time the family have been known as double crossing, disloyal and treacherous people, an that line of accusations does not stop at this awren. she isn’t liked, perhaps you want to murder her to take her place, or perhaps you simply want her to leave court. w/e the reason, im sure we can work something out 

[fyrbol]

@hendrsn​ / uosɹǝpuǝɥ uᴉʇsnp.

[  ⬤ REC : ]   MANIA FATTENS THE AIR AROUND THEM,   thickens it and leaves an uncanny taste   (   dread, regret, the need to  R E W I N D   )   on the tongue. they had watched the trees grow amidst them at record speeds, wood splitting and branching through the attic floorboards, erupting through the roof tiles and splintering the sky. the walls crumble into earthy soil, tussocks of grass scattered atop, dew - dropped and daring their tread to test their being. the game once held in curious hands is encapsulated all around them.

faintly overhead, an owl hoots.

❛   .  .  .   what did—   where did—   how .  .  .   ?   ❜   to say flummoxed would be a gross understatement. the breeze taunts at his cheeks, a faint whistle in the wind that says   this is real. you can’t escape us.   you’re in the thick of it now.   the rustle of shrubbery promises company, size indeterminate. every gleam and twinkle is an eye, every protruding object a claw. briskly, the sounds halt.

[ ◼ STOP : ]   the leaves stop moving, phantom shrieks of nature silenced at a moment’s notice.   the wind has died,   air eerily still. only lucas and dustin seem alive in the scenescape around them. he turns, eyes wide. his voice comes out distorted even to his own ears,   like corrupted footage.

❛   dustin, what the  F̵͓̈͠Ṷ̵͆̂C̷̺̿͜Ḳ̶̏̐   is going on   ?   ❜

#hendrsn #hendrsn01. #lux i'm so fuckin EXCITED FOR THIS #v tbt.