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writingoddess1125 · 7 months

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Poly or just 3 some vibe swith shanks and Mihawk?? I just feel that power imbalance would be addictiveee

Oh This is what I live for Love! You got it!

MWAHAHAHAHHAHAH

Shanks X young!Reader(mid 20's) X Mihawk

Warning: Sexual Themes, Threesome vibes, Sex, Unprotected sex, Eiffel Tower ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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You stood there at the bar looking at your few regulars as you spaced out. It was a slow night, almost like every night. Your village was too small and too secluded to get any real traffic. If it wasn't for a few months ago it would have closed- not for a certain pirate crew then it would have defiently closed their doors.

Speaking of which- the door busted open with a fairly dramatic flare. As if summoned by your thoughts there stood the entirety of the Red Haired Pirates, cheeks already flushes with alcohol it seemed.

"Good Evening Mr. Shanks! Glad to see you back" You smile cheerfully at him, He would often come to the bar when he ran out of his monthly supply on his Island next door. Him and his crew were very nice, paired with the fact they always payed very well.

"Good Evening to you (Y/N)! Please bring out the best you have little one! It's a celebration!" It was no secret that Shanks had been eyeing you for the months he had been stopping by, How his eyes would linger on your form a bit more then most- How his gaze would track you as you moved through the bar.

"A celebration?" You asked innocently as he held up a wanted poster proudly. A dark brooding figure Stepping in behind him, looking a bit irritated to he there, even as his gaze settled on you.

"Yep! My Lad Luffy got his first bounty and is now a Pirate! Paired with my good Pal here Mihawk is here for a visit!"

"Well in that case I'll pull out the best!" You said cheerfully waving at your co-workers to bring our the large crates of rum and ale for them.

As the liquor was poured you saw Shanks and Mihawk quietly talking- Their eyes locked onto you as they stared at you, watching every move you did. Which made your cheeks heat up dramatically. After a few moments of this and the bar coming to life with loud music you ended up grabbing a drink as well.

This seemed to drawn Mihawk over, his form shadowing yours. "Is it wise for you to drink?" He cautioned a brow, making you feel a bit flustered by both his accent and eyes.

"It's fine, it's not like anyone here would hurt me" You say softly, Waving your hand dismissively. His lips curving to a slight smirk at this-

"I don't think hurting you is what they would have in mind" Oh your face was bright red now- especially with the purr in his tone and look in his eye-

"W-Well if they asked I wouldn't be opposed I'm sure-" You manage to squeak out, drawing his gaze in. Before he gestured you to follow him, which you obediently did. Returning to his seat next to Shanks he pulled you to his lap which made your face crimson- The red head smiling at the sight.

"Didn't know all I had to do was smile to bring you over finally" He teased, Gesturing to yourself seated on his peers lap. You took another sip of your drink and shyly shrugged

"As I say, ask and you shall receive Shanks. Number one rule here" You quip back which earns a noise from Mihawk- seemingly a chuckle.

"Well if that's the case. Me and my friend here, both would love to take you out for the evening, to get to know you better. But you'd have to choose my dear"

"I-I wouldn't be able to choose-" You admit shyly, Looking between the two of you. Shanks laughing loudly at this as he bit his lip.

"What about both of us?" He chimed, something in his eyes made tour stomach warm. Maybe it was the underlying danger or the arousal but yoh nodded.

"Well, I suppose it couldn't hurt- It's a celebration afterall" You blushed, drinking more of the rum in your glass. The alcohol making your head buzz and warmth filled your body.

Mihawk squeezed your thigh as you were still seated on his lap.

"Deplorable as usual-" Mihawk grumbled, but his gaze did fall to you as you sat there blushing in-between the two men. His golden eyes practically staring through your soul, reaching forward and taking a peice of your hair in his hands and messing with it- Like he was trying to decide to go through with it. Once your big beautiful eyes settled on his, he sighed almost defeatedly.

"But I suppose a bit of sharing wouldn't be the worse" He said softly. Shanks smiling widely as he heard this and gave a proud laugh. Patting Mihawk shoulder in joy.

Shanks was the first to stand, pulling you up to your feet. Mihawks hand on the small of your back and lead you out of the bar and towards the inn. Mihawk tossing down some berry and guided you up to the given room.

Author Note!: ⚠️ Final Warning ⚠️ Once you go past this line. THERE IS NO RETURN! ITS ABOUT TO GET INFERNO SPICY- 18+ ultra mature!

Shanks and Mihawk stood on either side of you. Shanks was the first one to kiss you, it was gentle at first sweet even. It wasn't till you felt a tug on your blouse that the sweet kiss was broke, feeling him pull off your blouse as you felt your pants fall down to the floor. Realizing Mihawk had taken the time to undo them, along with your bra as Shanks smiled and pulled down your underwear. Blushing you felt a push as you fell onto the bed behind you.

You were laid there on the soft comforters of the local Inns bed, Blushing as the warm lights of the lanterns barely lit the room. But you could make out the two men staring at you like you were fresh prey infront of two hungry carnivores.

"How shall we go about this Hawkeye? Maybe a good game of tag?" Shanks said with a wicked smiled, Mihawk smirking as his gaze never left you and nodded.

Mihawk too the left while Shanks moved forward climbing into the bed with a grin as he found himself between your legs.

"He can't help but put everything in his mouth Darling" Mihawk said calmly playing with your hair as you moaned helplessly against his chest, Watching your face contort and shift from Shanks pleasurable torture. You could feel Shanks smirk between your legs as his mouth wrapped around your clit and sucked hard, crying out in pleasure as Mihawk captured your lips in a deep kiss. Wine filled your senses as you accepted the kiss, feeling him hungry mouth dominate your own.

Pulling away as Shanks pulled your hips with his arm, bringing your core closer as he seemed too lost in his meal to be concerned with the lost kiss between you and Hawkeye-

At being pulled down your face sliding down Mihawk's chest and to his waist, Blushing deeply as you laid infront of the Warlords tending pants. Mihawk smirking at your reaction as he gestured for you to proceed, not needing a cue you carefully undid his pants. Blushing as his large cock bounces out enthusiastically- opening your lips you took all of him in, Blushing at the feeling as he groaned above you.

You moaned as you bobbed your head up and down, the feeling of Shanks driving you to your upcoming orgasm, your legs starting to shake at Shanks talented mouth before he suddently pulled away. Chuckling at the whine you gave at the sensation even while Mihawk chuckled at you as well.

"Don't worry love~ I got something better~" You heard Shanks say sweetly. A shuffling of fallen clothes fell behind you as you felt Shanks hand rest on your hip and pulling you up to your knees while you chest still laid on the mattress before Mihawk.

Your thighs shake as you felt every inch of him slide into you, combined with still too high from his mouth earlier was just enough to cum right as he bottomed out. Moaning loudly against Mihawk cock and shaking.

"Aww~ She came just from me entering. So cute~" the Red head teased, making Mihawk even chuckle. Without time to even settle through your bliss you felt Ahanks hips start to move. Like a tidal wave, the shocked of ecstacy rushed through your body.

Shank hips started to sputter against you, still shaking from your previous orgasm that had your nerves on fire.

"You know I don't care for a mess Red Hair-" Mihawk grunted out, his pace quickening on your lips as you felt him hit the back of your throat, tears rolling down your cheeks as you felt Mihawk tughten his hold on your hair, pulling your lips as far down his member as possible as he came. Heat running down your throat as you felt Shanks pull out of you at the same time and spill on your back.

"Well done Darling~" Mihawk praised as he pulled himself from your mouth, smiling at the sight of you. Tears down your cheeks, lips red and bruised and panting. He pulled you up once more, this time placing you against Shanks chest.

"Very nicely done~" Shanks purred out, praising you for your skills. You only gave a bubbling moan at the sweet praise and Mihawk hands kneading your chest, drawing out moans sweet moans from you. Feeling Mihawk place kisses down your neck in reward for your moans.

"Think you can last one more round for us Sweetheart?~" Shanks sweetly asked, nodding softly even if you mind was fuzzy from your pleasure.

It felt like a blur but suddently you where on your back, Mihawk in turn sliding into you. Your back arching at the sensation as you gasped, he was bigger- Somehow or it was just how sensitive you were. As you laid there gasping you felt Shank touch your shoulder looking up as you saw his already hardened member before your lips, accepting him you felt him thrust into your mouth.

You felt your body bounce with each powerful thrust, sending Shank's cock deeper past your bruised lips. Another hard orgasm already building in your stomach as you felt Mihawk's relentless hips slam against your form,

A muffled cry left your sore throat as you felt warmth flood your mouth and core, spots scattered in your vision as you heard the muffled pants and groans of the two above you.

Mihawk was the first to pull out of you, his large hands securing you as Shanks did the same making cold air filling your lungs. Both men working gently to clean you up, whispering praise at you as they did so. Mihawk laying you down first on the cleanest part of the bed and covering your tired form in a blanket. You felt your eyes close, too tired to open them again as sleep was already starting to take over your form.

"We must share her once again" Shanks whispered, pushing some of your hair from your face. Carefully holding your waist with his hand. You could feel Mihawk nod in agreement as he settled you on his broad chest.

"I can't disagree with that" Mihawk whispered before sleep finally claimed you.

#x reader #one peice x reader #one peice live action #one piece #one piece mihawk #hawkeye mihawk #mihawk x reader #shanks x reader #one piece shanks #shanks one piece #dracule mihawk #op mihawk

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rzyraffek · 1 year

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I have a little smut request, if you don't like or don't want to write I understand that's alright.

When slashers are take a shower then S/O suddenly get in

Bo please must have him, I love this man too much, and Vincent, Lester, Brahms, Thomas, or other slashers you want to write. (or you think I pick too much you can pick some, but please Bo must thank you so much❤️)

I just think this will be fun

Oh, btw, I very love your work so perfect so wonderful so amazing❤️❤️❤️

Yall really love Sinclair's😭😭 ALSO THANK YOU V MUCH IM GLAD YALL ENJOY MY BLOG!!!! Before you read that I need to remind yall that I DONT USUALLY WRITE NSFW STUFF SO DONT EXPECT ANYTHING GREAT HERE!! Request open

Nsfw, but nothing too detailed, they/them pronouns for s/o

Shower zegz with slashers

Bo Sinclair

Our guy will make sure that they will remember that shower for long time

Yknow when you just vibe in shower and you accidently touch cold wall with your back and get all cold and upset? Yeah if s/o has the same problem.. too bad he doenst care they are getting pinned to that wall in seconds anyways

He loves seeing their face, how they react to his actions and words, how their body moves because of him

Will comment A LOT, expect a lot of praising, some cruse words and alot of growls tbh

He marks them 100% one way or another. Bite marks, Hickeys ( alot of them), ect

Afterwards he gonna bring them a towel and make sure they can go to bedroom and rest there for a while. This guy isn't the best at aftercare but he isn't heartless!

Vincent

No bcs he will blush sososo hard😨😳

Like they have to make first move cuz this guy will just stand there awkwardly looking like he has stick up his ass

He gonna be so gentle with them💖 carefully grabbing their hips/hair and enjoying the view moment

Tbh he loves grabbing their hair and vice versa, if s/o is touchy he gonna be sosos blushy

Also afterward he gonna wash their hair probably🥰 making sure they at least get out of this shower clean lol

Brahms Heelshire

Nah bcs this guy will be the one to actually pull them into shower, like s/o was just vibing doing their skincare routine and this guy just grabbed them and yeeted them into shower

He gonna act like he just wants to spent time together🙄🙄 yeah totally

Pls make sure that s/o calls him good boi or he gonna bite them

Also ngl he probably looks sexy asf with wet hair

Incredibly affectionate, yall will be extremely close to each other for the whole thing. And expect him to wisper and growl into s/o year

Thomas Hewitt

This babi will be soso confused??? Like???? Oh you wanna shower together?? Yeah sure ig I don't mind???

Again s/o has to do first move cuz he won't even think about asking them about that type of stuff! Hes a gentleman he would neverr.. unless they ask him ofc

S/o gonna forgor how to walk for few hours at least

He just gonna pick them up and pin them to wall like s/o weights nothing (tbh it doesnt really matter how much they weight this guy picked up adult men and whooped other one at the same time without any struggle, really dont worry)

He cant really tell them how he feels so he just gonna gently pat them or nuzzle them.

He will feel bad afterwards when their legs shake or when they can't really walk 😓

Micheal Myers

Tbh the only reason he showed was bcs they promised him that he will get reward later. Fr this guy stinks

Sex with him is incredibly akward. He doenst make any noise nor shows any kind of affection? Maybe he gonna carry them to bed afterwards or bring them towel?? Like this guy never heard about aftercare, or care overall tbh

He will never show it but he loves when s/o gives him affection or tells him nice words, how good he is and how great his doing his job rn

Not my proudest one! I really suck at nsfw stuff sorry😓😓 also I had nightmare and there was Bo for some reason ?? But he had heavy cowboy-texas accent ??? Idk why. Anyways its 2am yall have great rest of day

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gingerjolover · 6 months

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jb calling reader princess 🫣

sorry i took so long! i forgot i made pita dough and then i had to cook them lol

in a jb mood so let do this! some of the times jb calls her gf princess! (i don't think princess is an everyday name, someone call me out if im contradicting my own pet names blurb)

rpf smut under da cut, minors gtfo<3

when you're sad:

jb is a hugeeee empath and i know the second she sees soft!gf's lip quiver she's instantly on her just like "oh princess, it's okay...come here," and holding you in her arms. she's pressing little kisses to your head/hair, rubbing your back and hips, trying to hold you as close as possible. i referenced this in my tramp stamp mini fic but she wants to crawl into your skin, esp when you're sad she is affection to the max

when you're mad at her:

she is soooo pouty, esp if its not like a big blow out fight, she all but whines, kissing your cheek, trying to cuddle into you but you're sooo annoyed by her and she's not above begging, "princess, it was an accident, I'm sorry okay? you're my girl, you know that right? my princess," and then pouting at you, maybe even tickling your sides just to get you to giggle

when she's teasing you:

y'all know the VIBES! softdom!jb loooooves to mock you, okay picture this she has you on all fours just rocking your shit with a strap and her nails are digging into your hips, "that's it princess, fucking take it," like all raspy and focused and then you're whining so obviously the dom leaves her voice and she's giggling being like "you're so cute princess," and rubbing your back

when you're waking up/going to sleep:

talked about this in her accent blurb but she is fully a "g'mornin princess," esp because her accent is the heaviest right after sleep, voice raspy and thick. reserved for the mornings when she wakes up immediately needing to be in between your thighs. going to bed i don't think its inherently sexual like the morning, i think she could be half asleep and you're trying to discreetly take her book off her face and chest, trying not to wake her up, bookmarking it and putting it on the nightstand. she’s fully rolling over onto you (trying to crawl into your skin fr!) and mumbling against your lips, "thank you princess," before moving wet kisses onto your neck, eventually slowing down as she starts to snore softly in your ear.

bonus - in a fight, mean!julien:

she definitely uses it as a mocking name intended to hurt you, y'all do not fight often, there's not a ton of jealousy or major fundamental issues in your relationship but sometimes you both let the stress take over and rather than grounding each other, you're igniting each other up and the words burn, everything around you in flames where you just cant come to middle ground. the house is definitely tense for a few days and maybe julien is just really fucking stressed and you ask for something completely valid but its more than she can give you right now and she pulls the "it's not all about you princess," and it cuts your heart right open because princess is a name she calls you with so much love usually, but this time its venomous, so it really takes soft!gf some time and really tough convo to get over it.

#anon cutie #julien baker x reader #julien baker #julien baker blurb #gingy's blurb night

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 10 months

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Firefighter Au? Our Coccam crew would be pretty much the best firefighters with their warrior skills. So, could you please write Modern Sihtric x Reader where he is a firefighter and helps her. Idk if her house was burning that's pretty brutal or something minor like a cat on a tree. Whatever you feel like. And could it be a bit longer, like a slow burn with a smut at the end. You know what I really liked your submissive Sihtric from that back to past story. So maybe something like that? I feel like I expect too much and I don't want to interrupt your creative flow. Really, it's a blessing you have an account here and write so much amazing stories. Thank you!

Note: thank you so much for your kind words and for this request! I hope it meets your expectations. Also, for the first time I tied in some songs that I was listening to when writing this, might be fun if readers check them out to get the vibe, you know? ...or not, if you don't feel like it! but uhh yeah... is it hot in here? and sorry for all the bad puns, I can't help myself.

Warnings: fluff! some angst, some spicy bits and some smut. 18+! mention of (house)fire, smoking/cigarettes.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

Summary: A hot as heck firefighter had to rescue your cat, and your heart was burning for him ever since.

Word count: 8k (woops)

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'You really want me to strip for you, huh?'

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'I'm so sorry, I really am!'

'No worries, lady,' the firefighter smiled, who happened to be smoking hot and spoke with an accent. He walked over to you, holding your cat in his arms as his colleagues sat grinning in the firetruck.

'Oh, Mister Meow Meow,' you cooed when the man handed you the cat, 'why did you get up in that tree, little fuzz ball?'

'Mister Meow Meow?' the firefighter, with beautiful mismatched eyes, chuckled.

'Yeah, I… I have no excuse for that name,' you giggled and hid behind the cat. 'But, I really am sorry. I know you guys have better things to do than rescuing cats out of trees.'

'Actually… I'm glad it was a cat this time,' the man said, raking his tattooed fingers through his short, dark hair, exposing a tattoo on the side of his head, and neck, as he turned his face to the side. 'This street has a lot of fires. So when I saw the address I expected the worst, but I was happy to read it was just a cat stuck in a tree. And no need to feel bad, my cat does this all the time too,' he shrugged with a sweet smile as he petted Mister Meow Meow.

'Wait, what do you mean a lot of fires?' you asked.

The man frowned and you quickly told him you had only moved in about a month ago, and so far, you hadn't seen or heard anything about fires in your street. The pretty boy explained that some of the older houses in your street have faulty gas cylinders, used for cooking, which causes gas leaks on the regular.

'Add a candle or cigarette to that and you know…' he mimics an explosion.

'Are people not aware of that problem?' you felt a little spooked.

'Oh, no, they are. The government has sent out letters to everyone in this street, after we urged them, and some people replaced everything. But there are so many people who always think it won't happen to them. Until, you know...'

'Do I have… how do I know if my gas… cycles?'

'Cylinders.'

'Yes, those things...'

'If they're safe?'

'Yeah?'

'Well,' the handsome man looked over your shoulder at your house, frowning lightly as he bit down on his lip, 'yours should be fine, really. As you just moved in, they can't sell or rent out homes anymore without renewing the cylinders here.'

'Oh,' you smiled nervously.

'But… I mean, I could take a look at it, if that makes you sleep better at night?'

'Would you?' you asked shyly.

'Of course, lady. Wouldn't want Mister Meow Meow here to burn to a crisp - Gods, I mean, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, that was inappropriate, I… I'm,' he stammered and sighed, 'firefighter humour,' he grimaced and looked down to his feet.

You chuckled as his cheeks coloured a shade of red, 'It's okay, I get it. And I indeed would not want Mister Meow Meow to burn to a… crisp.'

The man laughed softly and you told him to follow inside. You apologised for the many unpacked boxes, you have just been lazy with unpacking. The man appreciated your honesty and checked the gas cylinder. You quietly studied him as he was busy. He was wearing the full firefighter gear, but you knew his body had to be muscular by the quick glimpse of his form fitting shirt underneath his jacket. The man was handsome and lean, and you wondered how he got the scars on his face, which gave him a rough look, in a good way. After a quick inspection he said everything was perfectly safe. You thanked him and he gave Mister Meow Meow a belly rub as his colleagues became impatient.

'Oi, hot shot!' one of the firefighters shouted with a thick Irish accent, urging him to hurry.

'I had to pet the cat, okay?' the hot shot shouted back as he walked out your door. He turned to wish you a good evening and told you to keep an eye on the cat, to which you simply smiled.

'Oh, and I don't mean to be rude,' he said, 'but you really gotta unpack those boxes, you know? Clear the floor. It's a fire hazard.'

'Oh, I… yeah, I - I will.'

'You better,' he said softly and smiled, quickly looking you up and down before he turned and jogged towards the firetruck.

'Wait! What's your name?' you called after him.

'Sihtric, lady,' still smiling when he looked back at you.

'Sihtric,' you repeated softly, making sure you'd remember, 'my name is-'

'I know your name, lady,' he said with a sly smile before he climbed in the truck, 'we always see who made the call.'

Sihtric winked with a cheeky smile and saluted you with his right hand, closing the truck's door with his left, after which his colleague hit the gas.

And just like that, a firefighter had set your heart ablaze on a warm summer evening.

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Almost two weeks had passed since your cat had climbed up the tree in your frontyard. And you knew exactly what was going on when you heard a loud, out of tune meow outside. There was only one cat with that horrible sound of a meow, and you looked out the window to find your fluffy cat up in the same tree again. You ran outside and tried to 'pss pss pss' him down, but to no avail.

'Mister Meow Meow!' you groaned, 'you're an embarrassment to this family!'

You looked around and caught the lady next door frowning at you from behind her kitchen window.

'You can not seriously make me call the fire brigade again,' you muttered and buried your face in your hands. But Mister Meow Meow insisted on being rescued by a firefighter again.

Full of shame you sat on your porch as a fire brigade commander truck pulled up to your driveway. You were confused that it was not the ladder truck with 4 men strong, like last time, and your cheeks were on fire when you saw Sihtric stepped out of the truck, with a smirk. Once again in full gear, this time accompanied by black sunglasses, which he took off as he neared you.

'Mister Meow Meow?' he grinned.

'I feel horrible,' you admitted.

'No need,' Sihtric reassured you and walked over to the tree, being greeted by your cat, who started to hiss at him from a safe distance.

'Oh, tough boy, are we?' Sihtric chuckled at the cat, 'but not tough enough to get out of the tree yourself, huh?'

'I think he's a little disappointed that the rescue operation is not as dramatic as last time,' you laughed and nodded towards the simple truck.

'Yeah, sorry to disappoint, Mister Meow Meow, it's just me today,' Sihtric yelled up to the cat and then turned to you, 'we got the call and I recognised your name and, obviously, this street too. So I already knew what was going on when I saw the word cat in the message. And also, this tree is easy to climb, so we didn't even really need the ladder last time,' he confessed, 'we had a slow day last time. The whole thing was just for show, lady,' Sihtric winked. You smiled and found yourself twirling your hair while you had been listening to him.

Sihtric stepped towards the tree, took off his black bunker jacket and threw it onto your lawn, revealing the tight, white tank top he wore underneath. Your jaw dropped slightly as your eyes grew big, scanning every inch of his insanely toned biceps and broad shoulders as he pulled himself up into your tree. You felt your temperature rise and wondered what he looked like without that tank top, in just those black bunker pants with his red suspenders and black boots. You contemplated arson just to find out and thought he could probably set fire to your bed.

At the same time, the lady next door looked up from her cooking book, out the kitchen window, and lowered her reading glasses at the sight of the flaming hot fireman who flexed his muscles with each pull upwards. A few moms who were pushing their strollers also stopped, curious to see what was happening when they noticed the modest firetruck.

You all had the same hungry look on your faces and held your breath when Sihtric, with those toned, veiny, sweat glistening arms, finally reached Mister Meow Meow, who was clearly not impressed by the man's appearance, and clawed Sihtric in the face when he managed to pull the cat towards him. You all gasped, but Sihtric didn't even flinch at the cat's assault and he carefully climbed down. You all watched his movements and wished those pants he was wearing were tighter.

'Let's see how tough you are next time you're in that tree,' Sihtric hissed at the cat who was dramatically meowing as he was pressed between Sihtric's chest and his muscular arm. Sihtric took a small leap out the tree and landed with both feet on the ground, he turned around and was greeted by a scattered group of women, who looked at him as if they hadn't seen a man in years.

He rolled his eyes, quickly handed you the cat and grabbed his coat off your lawn.

'Oh my god,' you said, 'I'm so sorry, are you okay?'

'What?' Sihtric frowned.

'Your face, my cat… he scratched you. You're bleeding a little.'

'Oh,' Sihtric smiled and wiped his cheek, smudging some blood across his face as he did, and each woman there felt a shiver go down their spine. Sihtric looked at his slightly blooded palm and shrugged, 'nah, it's nothing, lady.'

'So… can I… I don't get fined at some point, right? For calling the fire brigade every time this happens?'

'No, that won't happen. Otherwise I'll fix that for you,' he smiled and wiped his hands clean on his tank top and noticed that a bunch of women were still staring at him. He sighed.

'Show's over, ladies,' he said sternly, startling the women who made haste to continue about their day.

'Sorry about that too,' you blushed.

'Nah,' Sihtric clicked his tongue, 'pros and cons of the job I suppose,' he cleared his throat, 'hey, did you make any progress unpacking those boxes?'

'Yes, most of it has been unpacked. Just some heavier stuff left still, but the floor has a path now,' you chuckled and started to walk towards your porch.

'Good to hear,' Sihtric smiled, 'do you need any help? Moving the heavier stuff I mean?'

'Oh. Ehm… well… actually, yes,' you admitted shyly.

'Want me to help you out?'

'Would you do that? I mean aren't you working right now?'

'Yeah,' he shrugged with a smirk, 'helping a pretty lady out could be considered part of the job. Besides it's a slow day again, I have a few minut-,' Sihtric got interrupted by his radio in the truck.

He looked down with a half smile and shook his head lightly. The whole day there had been zero incidents, apart from your cat being stuck, and just when he wanted to make his move someone called in an emergency. The gods weren't on his side today, he figured.

'I'm sorry, I have to respond,' he gestured to the truck.

'No, of course,' you said, understanding.

You watched him walk up to the truck and, as he communicated with someone through the radio, you shoved your cat back inside the house and closed the door. When you walked back out again, Sihtric walked up to you.

'I'm really sorry, I gotta go. I'd love to help you out but someone's stuck in an elevator, and apparently they don't want to wait around,' he joked.

'Oh, god,' you chuckled lightly, 'it's okay, I'll find a way to drag the heavy stuff up the stairs sometime.'

'You do that,' he smiled sweetly, reluctantly stepping back as he really had to go, 'or, you know… next time that cat of yours gets up in that tree again I might have more time.'

'Next time?' you frowned, watching Sihtric open the car door and he chuckled.

'Yeah… I'm sure I'll see you again, lady,' Sihtric winked, put his sunglasses back on and got in the car.

'Fucking idiot,' Sihtric murmured as he drove away, 'should've asked her number.'

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A few days later you found yourself in the petstore, trying to lift a heavy pack of cat litter off the floor as the employees didn't bother to help. Unbeknownst to you, Sihtric had walked in the store after you, looking for something they didn't seem to have, and he recognized you as you had paid. He enjoyed watching you struggle for a moment before he walked up to you and leaned on the counter.

'Need a hand with that, doll?' he asked with a sly smile as he looked down at you.

'Sihtric?' you looked up at the stunning man and your knees trembled beneath you, 'uh… no, no, I-I got this.' you smiled painfully.

Sihtric chuckled and grabbed the bag, threw it over his shoulder and waited for you to tell him where to go. You walked him to your car and thanked him after he closed the trunk.

'How's that Meow Meow?' Sihtric couldn't say the name without a chuckle, 'not climbing the tree anymore?'

'No, it's been too hot outside lately, he just stays inside the house now.'

'And here I was waiting for your call,' Sihtric clicked his tongue.

'Speaking about calls, how did the elevator incident go?'

'Oh, he died.'

'What?'

'No, I'm kidding. The man's fine. He accidentally pressed the emergency stop,' Sihtric sighed.

'Oh,' you snorted, 'at least he lives.'

'He does,' Sihtric smiled at you and his eyes drifted to your lips for a split second. He looked away and lit a cigarette when you looked for your car keys in your bag.

'Not enough smoke to inhale in your line of work?' you blurted out.

'Bad habit,' Sihtric winked.

'Sure is,' you agreed with a smile. You didn't smoke yourself, and you knew it was bad, but Sihtric looked so damn hot doing it, you forgave him for it.

'What's yours?' Sihtric smiled and leaned back against your car, taking a drag of his cigarette and blowing out the smoke when you answered him.

'My bad habit?' you chuckled, 'hmm… probably falling for the wrong type of men.'

'That's equally as toxic as these things,' Sihtric held his cigarette up, 'but how so?' he asked before he took another drag.

'Ehh, it's a long story really,' you scoffed lightly.

'Hm,' he hummed and flicked his cigarette away. He tilted his head slightly up, away from you, and blew out the remaining smoke, 'care to tell me over a drink sometime?'

'Oh,' flustered by his sudden question, 's-sure. When? Like, eh, t-tonight?''

Sihtric smacked his lips as he took out a small box of mints from his black flannel's chest pocket, 'I'm working a shift tonight, doll,' he shook out some mints, 'how's tomorrow evening?' he held the box out to you but you politely declined, to which he smiled and chewed down his mints.

'Oh, I can't tomorrow evening, got dragged into someone's plans already, sorry,' you said.

Sihtric pouted at you before he chuckled and stepped closer, 'how about I check my schedule at work tonight and I'll text you?'

'Yeah, works for me.'

'Yeah?' Sihtric smiled and took out his phone. And you couldn't stop smiling after you had given him your number, and he promised to contact you later that evening. And he kept his promise as he texted you around midnight.

Sihtric: sorry I'm texting you this late, just got home, hope this won't wake you up. I have monday and thursday evening off. Let me know if that suits you?

You: hey, I'm still awake don't worry. Damn, you only have two evenings off per week? But monday works for me too :)

Sihtric: hey :)

Sihtric: oh no, I have the other nights off too next week, but it's only monday and thursday I'm really free, the other evenings I have to be on stand-by

You: ohhh I get it now :)

Sihtric: so monday it is?

You: monday it is

Sihtric: pick you up at 8?

You: you know where to find me ;)

Sihtric: I do ;)

You: how was your shift?

Sihtric: sweet of you to ask, but it was uneventful. Your night?

You: uneventful too

Sihtric: what keeps you up this late then?

You: right now? Clearly you…

Sihtric: smart-ass ;) but fine, I'll stop texting you. about to doze off myself anyway

Sihtric: sweet dreams x

You: awh, go get some rest. sweet dreams for you too x

Sihtric: thanks doll

Sihtric: can't wait to see you next week xx

You: can't wait to see you either, pretty boy ;) xx

Sihtric: cutie :) xx

**************

It was Friday night when Sihtric enjoyed a drink at his favourite bar after his shift had just finished. It had been a long day and, because he couldn't see you today, he wanted to have a quick drink to unwind, before he went home again. He had almost finished his drink when he heard a loud group of women walk in. He turned at the commotion and groaned lightly when he immediately figured it was a bachelorette party, as one woman was dressed in a, rather revealing, wedding dress.

'That's my cue,' Sihtric sighed at the bartender, who grinned, knowing exactly why Sihtric was keen to leave as his expected scenario was about to happen. Sihtric was still dressed in full gear except for his jacket, which was thrown over his shoulder. As he got up to leave, the woman dressed as a bride, clearly drunk, laid eyes upon him and she squealed before she turned to her friends.

'You guys got me a stripper?!' she exclaimed. Most of her friends seemed to join in on the excitement and screamed too, thinking one of them had hired a stripper.

Sihtric rolled his eyes and politely shuffled his way towards the door when he suddenly bumped into you.

'Sihtric?' you frowned with a smile, pleasantly surprised to run into him.

'Hey, doll,' he smiled, equally as surprised, 'what brings you here?'

'That nightmare,' you grimaced and pointed at the bachelorette party.

'You're kidding?' Sihtric scoffed while he was being eyed up by the other ladies, still expecting him to be a stripper.

'Unfortunately not,' you confessed, 'I'm having a horrible time. I barely know them. The bride to be is a new colleague at work who, for some reason, thinks we're best friends but… I don't vibe with her. I'm only being nice but,' you sighed, 'I'd rather be at home right now.'

'At home?' Sihtric frowned, 'not having a drink with me?'

'Well I guess that might also be better than this,' you teased.

'You guess?' he smiled and nudged your shoulder, 'watch it, cheeky lady.'

'Or what?'

'Or I won't rescue Mister Meow Meow when he's stuck in that tree again.'

You both laughed and had actually forgotten about the other women, until the drunk future bride came up to you and slurred, 'Oh, my god! You know the stripper man? Is he single?'

'He's not a stripper,' you told her, which she probably didn't even grasp but she stumbled off to her friends.

'Sorry,' you told Sihtric.

'No, this actually happens more often than you'd think,' Sihtric grimaced.

'That sucks.'

'It does really,' he snorted.

'If it makes you feel any better,' you grinned, 'I think you'd be a hot stripper.'

'Well,' he gave you a sly smile, 'I only strip on mondays…' he winked and brushed his warm, rough hand over your arm, 'alright, I gotta go. Enjoy your night, yeah?' he said and pecked your cheek.

'I probably won't enjoy it much,' you chuckled and held his hand briefly, 'but seeing you made it better.'

Sihtric bit down on his lip and smiled, squeezing your hand before he stepped back to leave.

'Text me?'

'I will,' you promised.

And you did. You texted each other throughout the weekend, both clearly impatient for Monday evening to arrive.

******************

Sihtric: doll...

Sihtric: one of my colleagues fell off a ladder and broke his knee. I have to be on stand-by tonight to fill in. but I still really want to see you… you okay with that?

You: oh is he okay? And yeah no problem

Sihtric: he's fine, didn't even happen on the job…

You: oh

You: what a lousy firefighter?

Sihtric: I know, I said the same!

Sihtric rang your doorbell around 8. You asked him if it was a good idea to get a drink somewhere because he was on stand-by, or if you should stay close to home. He told you it doesn't happen often that he gets called away when he has the evening more or less off, so he took you for a drink at the bar he had seen you a few nights earlier.

You learned Sihtric was polite, funny, smart and a flirt, but only with you, he clearly had no eyes for any other lady who glanced at him. He did sometimes ramble on about things, which you thought was adorable, and you didn't mind it either because you could listen to his sexy accent for hours on end. You eventually told each other about some of the failed past relationships you've had. You just always fell for douchebags whereas Sihtric couldn't keep a girl because they only liked the idea of dating a firefighter and not the actual reality of it, which was something he really wanted to make clear to you. You told him you understood it's not an easy life, but also admitted you had no idea what it would actually be like.

'I think you'll find out soon,' Sihtric smiled. He said that because he felt a connection with you, and somehow knew you were serious about him. Meaning that you'd stick around and would find out overtime what it's like when he has to work. But his comment turned out to be a grim prediction of the hours that followed.

After about an hour, Sihtric had moved to sit next to you, instead of across from you, and had put his arm around your shoulders as he showed you pictures of his cat.

'So cute!' you smiled, 'what's his name?'

'Uh,' Sihtric snorted, 'dog.'

'Dog?'

'Yeah.'

'You named your cat Dog, and you talk shit about Mister Meow Meow?'

You both laughed at the stupidity and found yourself leaning closer to him. His eyes darted between your lips and your eyes, and just when he was about to kiss you, his phone rang.

'Ah, shit,' he muttered before he read the message and looked at you, 'probably work.'

'It's fine,' you reassured him, albeit sad you got so close to kiss him and it got ruined.

'Fuck,' Sihtric looked bewildered, 'it's your street.'

'What?'

He showed you the message and asked him what this meant.

'Fire, but it doesn't show the house number for me.'

'Oh my god,' you gasped softly while Sihtric quickly rang his work.

'Uhtred? Yeah, I got the message, but they still didn't fix that bug so I only got the street name and a vague hint of what is going on,' he paused as Uhtred spoke. 'Fucking hell,' Sihtric replied and gave you a concerned look, 'yeah, I'll be there. Bring my gear, okay? I'm out with my girl now, she lives on that street. I'm bringing her home first so I'll be there anyway. Yeah, thanks.'

Sihtric hung up and you both jumped up.

'Big fire,' Sihtric simply said, holding your hand as he made haste to his car.

'Do you know the house number?'

'Fifty-two.'

'Fifty-two?!' you yelled.

'Doll, tell me that's not your house,' Sihtric became concerned.

'No, but… but it's my neighbours!'

Sihtric hit the gas, knowing any speeding tickets would be terminated, if he'd get any, because he was a first responder. You already saw huge black clouds before you were even near your street and your heart was pounding in your chest. Sihtric had his hand on your knee as he drove, squeezing lightly, trying to comfort you. As you neared your house, you were met with thick clouds as the wind blew them your way. Almost at the same time as you arrived, the firetrucks did too. You watched your neighbours house in horror as flames danced out of the windows upstairs. You lived in a detached house, luckily, so the chances of the fire spreading to your house, or others, was very small. But if the wind would shift, the fire could spread to the tree in which Mister Meow Meow had climbed several times before. You were relieved to see both your neighbours were outside of their house, holding each other as they cried, while being guided away from the smoke by medics.

'Stay in my car, okay?' Sihtric said as he unbuckled his seatbelt, 'there's too much smoke, and you can't go inside your house right now.'

'But my cat…'

'Is he outside?'

'I… I don't know,' you slightly panicked.

Sihtric understood your worry and cupped your cheeks, 'he will be fine, don't worry, okay? I have to run, promise you'll stay here, doll?'

You nodded and grabbed his shirt before he could open the door.

'Sihtric?' you said, and he looked at you with soft, questioning eyes, 'be… be careful.'

'Always,' he whispered and kissed your cheek before he jumped out of the car.

You watched Sihtric gear up while some firefighters already started their attempts to put out the fire. It took a while before they had the fire under control, and it felt as if you hadn't breathed the entire time you watched Sihtric do his job. You had seen him run inside the house with a few others, and when it took a while for them to come out again, you felt sick with worry, but as no one seemed alarmed, you tried to stay calm too. It seemed to take ages, and you nearly cried when you saw Sihtric had made it out again, taking off his helmet for a moment now that the smoke was not as thick anymore.

And then you looked to your right, and you saw Mister Meow Meow up in the tree. And as fate would have it, you saw how tiny flames, carried by the wind, lit up the leaves at the top of the tree. You screamed and kicked the car door open. Running, without thinking, into your garden while breaking the plastic tape which clearly said "do not cross".

'Hey!' Sihtric shouted hoarsely and was bewildered when he saw you running. He immediately dropped his helmet and chased after you.

'Darling, stop!' Sihtric probably damaged his vocal cords with the force he used, but you seemed completely deaf to your surroundings.

'Meow Meow!' you cried, yelling at your cat, who was belching his signature, annoying meow. And before you reached the slow burning tree, Sihtric pulled you back by wrapping his arms around your waist.

'No!' you screamed.

Sihtric spun you around to face him, 'what the hell is wrong with you, sweetheart!? You shouldn't be here!' he shouted, heated. You could tell he was not angry with you, but clearly worried.

'My cat!' you sobbed and pointed to the tree. Sihtric exhaled sharply and clenched his jaw when he saw the fire slowly spreading down, while your fluffy friend was halfway up the tree.

'Fuck!' he growled loudly, 'your cat is going to be the death of me one day!' but without hesitation he ran and climbed up in the tree, again.

'Finan! Get her away from here!' Sihtric shouted over his shoulder as he heard you cough, and soon his friend, and colleague, pulled you away to a safe distance.

You saw how both the fire, and Sihtric, closed in on your terrified cat, while ashes and smouldering leaves twirled down. It was almost a beautiful sight, you thought, in a macabre way. Luckily, Sihtric was faster than the fire and, this time, Mister Meow Meow couldn't wait to jump in Sihtric's arms.

You cried when Sihtric sprinted back to you with your Meow Meow in his arms, who, despite everything, seemed okay, but a vet was called in to check up on him regardless. And to make sure he was okay, they took him for the night. Sihtric had to leave you again, and it was a whirlwind of chaos until midnight. By then, most of the firetrucks and first responders had left, as the fire had been extinguished and the smoke had cleared. All neighbours were allowed back to their houses as it was deemed safe again.

You sat on your porch, face down, hands in your hair as your elbows rested on your knees, and your eyes were closed. Trying to process everything.

'Hey,' a soft voice said as a pair of heavy boots approached you. You recognised Sihtric's voice and looked up. He smiled softly as he sat down next to you and pulled you in his arms.

'You okay?'

'Yeah, I think so,' you sighed, tiredly, 'worried about my cat, but I guess he'll be fine. They called me and said he had a few minor burns. They will keep him for a day or two to treat him.'

'I'm sorry to hear that, I'm sure he will be okay,' Sihtric whispered and kissed your temple.

'What about you?' you looked up at him and noticed the scratches and black smudges on his face.

'I'm perfectly fine, lady,' he chuckled and pressed his face against yours, 'it's you I'm worried about. Don't ever run somewhere again when it clearly says you shouldn't cross.'

'I know, I'm sorry,' you shook your head with a smile, 'will I get fined for that?'

'You might actually,' Sihtric laughed.

You took his free hand and enjoyed being so close to him for a short moment.

'I'm sorry about tonight,' Sihtric said after a few minutes, 'this was obviously not what I wanted our first date to be like. And I also have to head back to the fire station in a minute, wrap things up there, file reports, all that stuff.'

'I don't blame you for anything, it's your job,' you shrugged.

'Yeah, but… do you think you can deal with that?' Sihtric asked cautiously.

'Maybe after I've processed this all… yeah.'

Sihtric smiled and cupped your cheeks.

'I really hope so,' he whispered, and finally captured your lips in a firm, sweet kiss.

'Will you be okay on your own?' Sihtric asked. You told him you'd be fine and promised that if you needed anything you would text him. He gave you another soft kiss before he turned to leave, and glanced back over his shoulder before he got in the firetruck. You gave him a smile before you stepped inside your house, where you fell asleep on your couch only minutes later. Drained by the entire events of that day.

**************

You had slept all through the night, and morning, as you only woke up around noon when someone rang your doorbell.

'Sihtric?' you asked, sleepy and confused when you saw him.

'Hey, eh… I tried to call you, but you didn't pick up. Wanted to check on you so…'

'Oh,' you chuckled, 'sorry, I just woke up, haven't checked my phone yet.'

'Oh, I'm sorry, doll. I don't mean to be a bother. I just wanted to know if you were okay, that's all.'

'No, please, come in,' you smiled, 'if you have time?'

'Yeah, they gave me the day off today. Not even on stand-by,' he grinned.

'Aren't you lucky,' you joked and closed the door behind him, 'but why are you still in your gear?'

'I more or less slept at the station,' he confessed, 'I was too tired to drive home safely, so I just slept there. It's not the first time. Took a shower but I had no clean clothes with me, except for the set of jeans in my locker and the rest of my spare gear, so I had to wear this. It's a habit to still wear bunker pants over regular jeans, we all do it without thinking really. I actually meant to go home first to change, but I was a little worried about you so… yeah, sorry for the outfit.'

You snorted and said you weren't complaining, to which he gave you a cheeky smile.

Sihtric finally helped you with those heavy boxes you still hadn't unpacked, and he stole a kiss every now and then as he walked past you. To thank him, for everything, and to apologise for the troubles with Mister Meow Meow, you insisted on making him dinner, which he obviously did not decline. You both felt at ease with each other, so it was hard to not get close and keep your hands to yourselves. You both tried as hard as you could to not flirt throughout the day, but shortly after dinner it all went wrong, in the right way.

'So… how about that striptease?' you eventually asked after you had cleaned up the dinner table. You gave him a cheeky smile.

'Oh, you really want me to strip for you, huh?' he smirked.

'Well… you kinda promised…'

'I did, didn't I?' Sihtric gave you a cocky smile, 'but I said only on Mondays.'

'You ruined that for me,' you pouted, jokingly.

'Hey, if you have a complaint, lady, you can call my boss.'

'I might.'

'Sure,' Sihtric smiled and looked around your living room as he put his jacket on, 'well, got some music then?'

'What kind of music do you need?' you grinned.

Sihtric was quiet for a moment as he thought about your question while you quickly connected your phone to your speakers and handed the device to him.

A mischievous smile appeared on his face as he searched spotify. Then he hit play and threw your phone on your couch. And before the song could even start, he had you picked up in his arms and carried you over to your dinner table, where he sat you down.

The first note to Closer by Nine Inch Nails blasted through your living room and you stared at him, jaw slightly dropped, before you hid a nervous giggle behind your hands and looked away.

'Hey,' Sihtric smirked as he lifted your chin with his hand, 'eyes on me.'

Sihtric bit down on his lip and took your hand, guiding you to unzip his bunker coat, slowly. Your cheeks heat up instantly and would continue to do so throughout the whole song. Once unzipped, Sihtric took a step back from you and let his jacket slide off his shoulders, to his elbows, revealing his muscles and that tight fitting tank top he was wearing. He knew exactly what effect he had on you and enjoyed it. He gave you a cheeky smile and winked before he allowed his jacket to slip off further, until it fell on the floor with a heavy thump.

Sihtric gave you a cocky look as your eyes darted over his arms. He closed the space between you and took your hands again, leaning his forehead against yours while smoothly moving his body to the beat, bringing your hands up above your head along with his. After a few seconds, he quickly let go of your hands and grabbed your hips, pulling you flush against his body in between your thighs. You let out a gasp at his strength and the sudden move. Your hands settled on his shoulders as you enjoyed the feeling of his body moving against yours. It had to be the sexiest thing you had ever seen, the way Sihtric moved so smoothly and in tune to the beat with his muscular body and his sly smile.

It became alarmingly hot in your house, and the fire hazard was a fireman, giving you a striptease and a lapdance. You giggled and looked away, but Sihtric was quick to grab your chin again, gently forcing your eyes back on him.

'Eyes on me, doll,' he said dangerously low and his fingers brushed your cheek lightly before he flicked his tongue against your lips. He took both your hands and moved them slowly up from his waist to his shoulders, making you feel every muscle underneath that tank top of his. You took a deep breath, which hitched as you felt his toned body underneath the soft fabric. Sihtric licked his lips as he looked into your eyes while guiding your hands again, sliding the red suspenders down his shoulders. He was enjoying this just as much as you were, and he smoothly dropped his bunker pants to the floor, revealing his regular skinny jeans underneath, which showed his muscular legs and his great ass.

'Enjoying the show?' Sihtric chuckled in your ear when he pulled you in.

'Yeah,' you couldn't bring out another sensible word and simply giggled.

Sihtric hummed as he bit down his lip, dragging his hands over your thighs, to your knees as he took a step back.

'Is it not too hot for you yet?' he teased, to which you shook your head.

Sihtric crossed his arms and pulled his tank top slowly up to his chest, 'How about now?' he grinned as your big eyes took in those abs he had been hiding underneath all his gear. You shook your head again, completely flustered, and watched him take off his sleeveless shirt as you held your breath.

'Wanna have this, doll?' Sihtric smiled and held his shirt up to you. You nodded and attempted to grab the shirt, but he pulled back.

'Earn it,' he said with a smirk, 'use your tongue.'

You pulled him closer and slowly ran your tongue up from his waist to his collarbones, which made Sihtric hiss and throw his head back slightly. That shirt was yours now.

Sihtric moved his impressive body to the beat again before he took your hands, bringing them to his thighs, moving them up over his crotch, making you gasp as you felt his hard cock, and he moved your hands up over his bare torso. Sihtric winked with a smirk as he quickly flexed his muscles for you.

'Oh, Jesus,' you couldn't help yourself from blurting out when you felt his muscles tense under your hands, making Sihtric chuckle lightly.

He let go of your hands and pulled up a chair from underneath the dinner table. Sihtric was quick to pick you up in his strong arms again and sat you down on the chair, where he sank down to his knees in front of you, moving his hands slowly up your parted legs. And whatever sense you still had left in you disappeared when Sihtric pushed your legs together and got back up, placing his hands on the chair's backrest behind you, rolling his hips smooth and slow as he lowered his body down to your lap. He chuckled in your ear, grinding his hips against yours, causing you to moan softly and he kissed your lips before he got up again. Sihtric gently kicked your feet apart, leaned back in and shoved his knee between your thighs. He continued his slow hip rolls, driving you wild with his body, which made you grind against his knee as your hands moved up his chest again.

'You're so fucking hot,' you sighed.

'Yeah?' Sihtric smirked, 'you like it when I dance for you?'

'Yeah,' you moaned as he leaned in to give you a sloppy kiss.

'I want you to wear my jacket when I fuck you,' Sihtric whispered in your ear, 'will you do that for me, doll?'

You nodded, light-headed at his request.

'Yeah?' Sihtric whispered huskily in your ear, 'take your clothes off for me now, babydoll?'

Sihtric took your hands and pulled you up, watching you rid yourself of your clothes as fast as you could. He beckoned you over as you wore nothing but your lace bra with matching underwear. He hummed with a smile as he eyed you up before he pulled your body against his, and sank down his knees again, slowly and sensually, trailing his hands over your skin and pecking your naked flesh where he could. He looked up at you with his sly smile and licked his lips.

'You're so sexy, babe,' he said softly before he got back up. Sihtric spun you around and pulled you against his chest, making you dance with him. You smiled at the feeling of his warm skin against your back, as his hands moved from your thighs up to your waist. Sihtric was breathing heavily in your ear as he pulled your hips against his, grinding his hard cock against your ass while moving your bodies to the beat. You brought your arms up, behind his head, softly brushing your fingers through his hair as you both rolled your hips, desperate to fuck to the beat. You danced until the song ended and, to both your surprise, suddenly transitioned into Beyoncé's Partition.

You stopped your moves and both knew the tables had turned at that exact moment, and you immediately told him to take off his jeans. And as he did, you grabbed a pack of condoms out of a drawer.

You pushed Sihtric back towards the chair, making him sit down and you quickly straddled his lap. You kissed his lips sloppily and raked your hands through his short hair, earning a few moans and hisses as you pulled his hair and sucked his lower lip before you broke the kiss.

You took his hands and moved them from your shoulders to your, still covered, breasts and down to your hips. And then you slowly leaned back, all the way, until you nearly faced the floor upside down, allowing Sihtric to see your entire body as he held your hips, keeping you in place on his lap.

'Fuck, baby,' Sihtric breathed hard as he watched you move your hands back over your breasts, all the way to your panties, teasing him by sliding your hand down in your panties and playing with yourself for a few seconds as he watched. You heard him groan and you giggled as you moved yourself back up, biting his ear softly after you asked him to take off your bra. Sihtric struggled to unhook it, which made you both chuckle, but once loose, you took it off and held it up to him.

'Wanna have this?' you grinned when he nodded. 'Then take it… with your teeth, bad boy.'

Sihtric's eyes darkened even more and did as he was told. You watched him, with a satisfied smile on your face, and he quickly sat back, with your bra strap clenched between his teeth, tilting his head slightly with a smirk, awaiting your next command. You got up and told him to take off his boxers, which he did without wasting any more time, after he threw your bra onto his pile of clothes, so he wouldn't forget to take it with him later.

You grabbed his heavy, black bunker coat off the floor and walked back to him.

'On your knees, handsome' you said, 'and take off my panties.'

He gave you a cheeky smile with questioning eyes as he looked up at you.

'With your teeth, bad boy,' you answered with a smirk and he returned the look before he, again, did what you ordered him to do. He managed to pull your panties down with his teeth rather smoothly and he kissed your legs after, to which you gave him a soft shove with your knee, which told him to behave.

'Chair,' you said curtly. Sihtric was happy to obey and sat back on the chair, after he had thrown your panties towards his own clothes; he was taking all he could tonight, including you.

You handed him a condom as you put on his large, heavy jacket, to which Sihtric licked his lips when he looked back up at you. His smile was gone and had made place for a look of burning desire.

Beyoncé faded away through the speakers and, as you finally sank down on his hard cock, Billy Idol's Soul Standing By started playing, to which you both grinned as you adjusted to each other.

'I'm wild for you,' Sihtric whispered the lyrics in your ear along with the song, and he chuckled. You smiled and rocked your hips, slowly, enjoying his cock inside you as deep as possible.

'Treat me right, babe,' you sighed along with the lyrics, and looked down in his eyes as you were riding him.

Sihtric moaned and murmured some lyrics, 'Oh baby, pretty baby, I'll make it last all night.' Proving once again that the lyrics made for a perfect response as the song continued.

Sihtric pulled you close by tugging his jacket, and you rocked your hips harder and faster while you kissed him. His hands slipped under the warm, heavy coat, and he just couldn't get enough of you. Your hearts were pounding out of your chests when you looked at each other; hot and sweaty, with heavy-lidded eyes and slightly parted lips, curled into a faint smile, while you both moaned soft yet heavy. Your hands moved all over each other as you fucked on that simple chair, and you smiled when you realised you were wearing a firefighter's, heavy jacket, while the firefighter who it belonged to filled you up perfectly with his cock.

You rested your forehead against his, while being torn between wanting to make hard, rough love with him or taking it slow, keeping him close while you fell in love with the handsome man, who had lit a fire inside you the first time you had met. Sihtric struggled too, wanting to pick you up and bend you over that chair, making you scream out his name, while also wanting to hear your soft moans in his ear as he held you close. You both knew it all depended on whatever song would blast through your speakers next.

You let out a sigh and smiled when you heard the first few notes of Heaven Tonight by HIM. Sihtric shared your reaction, knowing the song just as well as you did.

'Come here, baby,' Sihtric moaned as he pulled you closer, his arms keeping you snug against him.

'You feel so good, babe,' you moaned softly in his ear as you wrapped your arms around his neck, making slow, sweet, pure and almost emotional love with him. Sihtric moved one hand up in your hair and kept one arm around your waist, holding you as close as possible while he buried his face in your neck, softly pecking your skin as he enjoyed the way you took him all in. You fucked, slow and deep, murmuring sweet nothings in between kisses, and you both wished this bliss would last forever, but you soon reached your highs.

You loved the soft, deep groans you got out of him along with his ragged breath, and Sihtric could listen to your soft giggles forever, which you let him hear just after you had finished, simply feeling overwhelmed with the man in your arms.

You held each other tight for a moment, enjoying the sound of your heavy breaths as the song you had made sweet love to was fading out, only to both break out in soft laughter when AC/DC's You Shook Me All Night Long suddenly started to play.

'They got that right,' Sihtric chuckled and looked up at you, taken aback by your beauty in such a vulnerable moment.

'They do,' you smiled, looking into his eyes, not believing someone could be this breathtaking.

'Be mine, baby?' Sihtric whispered as he nuzzled your nose softly, 'will you be mine?'

'I want to…' you looked away from him, 'I'm just… your job, it…'

'Scares you?'

You nodded lightly and Sihtric sighed.

'I know,' he smiled weakly, 'it's always a problem when it comes to relationships.'

'No, I don't mean that I don't want to be yours, I just think… I-I need help to… cope?'

'You should join me for a work dinner next week, you know, meet the wives and girlfriends of my colleagues. They had the same struggle as you when they started dating, but they overcame it. And I'm sure they will like you.'

'I like that idea,' you smiled and pulled him in for a kiss.

*************

'So…' you grinned when Sihtric got out of your bathroom later that night, freshly showered, and joined you in your bed, 'are those stripteases a regular thing?'

'Maybe,' Sihtric shrugged with a smirk, 'but I think when your Meow Meow comes back home again tomorrow it will not be the same.'

'That is true,' you agreed, 'hey, I think our cats should meet too.'

'They should. At some point,' Sihtric smiled, 'but I am not ready for that chaos yet. I want to have you all for myself first.'

'Don't you need to go home and feed your cat?' you frowned.

'I probably should,' he chuckled, 'but I don't want to leave you. Will you come with me?'

'But it's already late.'

'Stay the night with me then?'

You pretended you had to think long and hard about his offer. But then you smiled and kissed him. And Sihtric already knew he'd make love to you again later, but this time, it would be in his bed.

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Sci ngl i assumed you were a cis gay dude back when i was obsessively reading your spiderpool stuff as a teenager. I’m a gay trans man and your comics always felt like a warm hug, truly my comfort doom scrolling — so it’s kinda nice to find out we’re more similar than id thought

bless you anon!! it's a pleasure having you, and i'm so, so glad my comics can be a cozy comfort for you!! kissing you so sweetly

you know, it's kind of funny, i've had an overwhelming response of people who've said they've just assumed i was male by the vibes i radiate and i'm not entirely sure what it means. i'm know you all mean it very reaffirmingly but it leaves me with a lot of questions. like, questions that i want to do further research into.

is there a masculine dialect? like how there are regional dialects? is that a thing? i kind of want to study this now. can you tell someone's gender by the way they talk like you can tell where they're from? that is so cool if it's true. how do you type like a man. what should i look for? i don't know if i've ever assumed someone's gender by the way they type. i just look at their bio and it usually says. and i kind of don't think about it when i type. i type like me. but – i think maybe i pick up the way that i talk from the media i consume (comic books) which is kind of overpoweringly male. overpoweringly populated by male characters, and written by men, y'know.

i think the way i type here on @sciderman is probably softer and more femme than the way i write on the ask-blog. on the blog when i'm answering things as Mod i kind of intentionally mimic the tone-of-voice that marvel editors use. that's an intentional choice. so - when you read what i write here it's closer to my real voice, but over on ask-spiderpool i'm putting on an act. i try to sound like a marvel editor. i call you all True Believers! it's all a persona. i think one of the things that's my strength in writing is falling into voices - i think i could be an excellent ghostwriter, if i needed to be. so very crafty at mimicry.

as a kid i always, always always would mimic the characters i liked from the movies we watched whenever i came out of the cinema. i remember doing that all the time. and it was always boys. (except frenchie from grease. she was my one female gender icon. god everyone hated me for that one. i loved doing the voice. wanted to be her so bad. wanted the pink hair. everything.)

you know,, even now The Very First thing anyone asks me when they meet me is where my accent is from, because nobody believes i'm native to london. it happened today (twice). the way i talk is a little weird. my response,, off the bat,, it's because i watched too many cartoons growing up. so,, i guess maybe i idolised too many masculine role models, and probably didn't have enough female role models. i liked the boy movies better than the girl ones. i spent more time with my dad than i did with my mom. my mom wasn't a good role model. dad says that's probably why i didn't want to be a woman. i didn't have a good role model. (sorry mom). (he's right). all kinds of variables here. i kind of want to do research into it. also i should talk to a therapist.

#sci speaks #i remember talking to someone about wade's gender feelings and how they're a result of trauma with his mother's death etc etc and.#they said it was bad of me to write that. like it's a cliché and he doesn't need trauma to feel that way. and i think that's true. but.#trauma does impact things like this.#it's just a sad truth. some quirky little bits of your identity probably do come out of some freudian thing. some childhood trauma.#some detail about your relationship with your parents.#shut UP freud stop being right about things. you suck!!!!

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Hear me out...

Andrew Garifield Spiderman is Harry Potter

Gwen Stacey is Draco Malfoy

Just imagine that scene where Spiderman sticks Gwen to the car and she screams out " Peter" only it's Draco screaming out "Potter'

Harry: I gotta go

Draco: I'm coming with you

Harry: Draco, your not coming with me

Draco: Yes I am

Harry: Draco, it's too dangerous

Draco: I'm coming with you, I know the wards and know how to reset the entire system.

Harry: *covers mouth

Draco: I'm coming with you. You know that you need me----

Harry: okay okay. Your coming with me shut the thing.

Sorry, I love you. Don't hate me.

Draco: POTTER!

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Draco: What's your name?

Harry: You don't know my name?

Draco: " I know your name, I just want to know if you know your name."

Harry: Potter--

Draco:

Harry: Potter, Harry Potter.

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Draco : No, dad, I don't want cocoa . Honestly, I'm 17 years old.

Lucius: My mistake. I just thought I remembered somebody saying last week that his fantasy was to live in a chocolate house

Draco: Well that's impractical!* slams door*

*opens door* and fattening! *slams door*

Harry: * smirk* Chocolate house?

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Dinner at Malfoy Manor, Lucius is a spokesman for Ministry

Narcissa: Well, did you catch that spider guy?

Lucius: No, we didn't catch him, but we will. He's an amature who is assaulting civilians in the dead of night He' s clumsy. He leaves clues, but he is still dangerous. If we wanted the death eaters off the street, we would have them off the street

Harry: So why haven't you?

Lucius: What are trying to say?

Harry: I'm trying to say that he's trying to help, maybe he's doing something the aurors can't.

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Auror Mad Eye Moody: Who are you?

Spiderman Harry: No one seems to grasp the concept of the mask. I've done 80% of your jobs. Huh, that! That's how you repay me

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Draco: Really, you webbed me to a car?!?! What are you a caveman?

Harry: You shouldn't be here

Draco: Tie me up while you go off to war

Harry: It's not safe here

Draco: I know how to help you!

Harry: What are you doing here

Draco: I know the wards

Harry: that's not the point

Draco: I can reset the system

Harry: You can't be here right now. I'm not messing around. You can't be here, ok. This isn't safe

Draco: Oh, you know what, nobody makes my decisions for me, alright, nobody. This is my choice, my choice, mine.

But with a happy ending because I need the good vibes,

We can backpack this....like maybe he thinks he dies, but somehow comes back as *Gwen spiderwoman* version

Like everyone was oblivated to forget Draco, and so they meet again like the Spiderman into the spider verse in college

Draco: oh, are you okay?

Harry: What? *why am I so sweaty *

Draco: Why are you so sweaty?

Harry: It's a puberty thing. I don't know why I said that. I'm not going through puberty. I did, but I'm done. I'm A MaN.

So you're like new here? We got that in common

Draco: Sure, that's something.

Harry: I'm Harry

Draco: I'm Draaa--go

Harry: Wait, your name is Drago

Draco: Yes, it's Italian. I'm from Italy. No accent, though, cause I was raised here.

(In this scenario, Harry has been hit with a curse that makes his webbing leak in his sweet. Harry tried to do the shoulder touch he learned from Sirius.)

Harry: * Why is this so scary? Am I doing this is slow motion or does it just feel that way*

Draco: I'm kidding, it's... Drake. Not draegon, that would be weird.

Harry: hEY

Draco : Okay then .. uh. I'll see you around

Harry: oh see you. *hand sticks to hair*

Draco: *tries to get away* Hey.

Harry: Oh crap

Draco: Uh, can you let go, please?

Harry: *pulls*

Draco: OW OW OW. It's fine.

Harry: I can't let go

Draco: Harry, let go

Harry: It's just puberty

Draco: I don't think you know what puberty is.

Just relax.

Harry: Okay, I have a plan, I'm going to pull really hard

Draco: That's a terrible plan

Harry: one

Draco: don't do this

Harry: two

Draco: three * flips him*

Harry: ahhhhhhhhhh

Buzz of clippers

Harry: Nice to meet you

Draco: Sure. Total pleasure

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After they know secret identities

Harry: wait wait hold on there is a secret society of crime fighting vigilantes.

Draco: Okay, there's this lady, Dorcas Meadows. She rides a motorcycle. Oh, merlin. I'm am learning so much from her.

Harry: Oh yea, I have a mentor, too. I'm leveled up my whole thing

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The betrayal

Draco: I--I didn't know how to tell you

Harry: That's why you never came to see me

Draco: Harry, it's for your own good

Harry: Who decided that, Draco. I'm not kid anymore.

Draco: I told you, Harry. In every other universe, I fall in love with you. And in every other universe, it doesn't end well.

Harry: *smiles* There's a first time for everything . Well,what do you think?

Draco: What I always think. You're amazing

And they live happily ever after....

#drarry #harry x draco #harco #someone write this #au #i beg you #this will be the first time they have a happy ending #hpdm #incorrect harry potter quotes #harry potter #harry potter x draco malfoy

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A New Look?

Alternative title: What I would give genshin guys to wear

Basically Reverse isekai but now you gotta make normal outfits for the characters so they don't stick out like a sore thumb. It can also be read as modern AU outfits if you prefer

Characters in order:

Heizou, Xiao, Albedo, Zhongli, Wanderer, Kaeya, Venti, Ayato, Diluc, Kazuha

Honestly heizou would be an easy pick. Old fashioned British detective style. Sherlock Holmes, trench coats, shades of brown, all that jazz. Also, give him access to true crime podcasts, he'll never be bored again.

I'd give xiao the ol' hot topic skater fit. Black, band tees, lots of rings and jewelry, fake pieces, ripped jeans, yeaa. It matches his personality too. Not with fashion but if you do get band t shirts tell him alot about said band just incase one of those "name five members or your not a true fan" people talk to him.

Albedo gets the light academia scholar outfits. Kinda chill, collared shirts, lighter colors, shades of brown and blue. Some gold every once in a while. Loose fitting stuff. Flowy sleeves. Lots of rings. Maybe one or two gold necklaces that he wears every once in a while. The type of outfits you see those aesthetic college student wearing. Maybe a bit of cottagecore. Lots of white shirts.

Zhongli would look like that one professor that everybody has a crush on tbh. Not as formal as what he wears in game but still, collared shirts, suits once in a while, always wears a tie, owns one dark brown trench coat that he wears everywhere at all costs. Lots of darker browns with gold accents here and there. Not a necklace kinda guy but wears a good amount of rings. Totally has reading glasses. Has alot of custom hair pins for some reason? Idk I just feel like he does. Has 100 pairs of dress shoes, and like one pair of black boots. Nothing else. Also If you give him his own closet it's so organized. Spotless, everything fits in the closet right, its honestly impressive.

Wanderer would be alot like Xiao. Hot topic's no. 1 customer. He'd have more of a blue and purple color scheme than black though. Actually listens to all the bands he has shirts of. Big punk fan. Wears this one black beanie with a skull on it basically every day. His shoe game is good, like really good. Had alot of platform shoes so he can look taller. Lots of cropped shirts that looked ripped. No long sleeves, short sleeves and sleeveless tees. An absolute MASTER at makeup, specifically eyeliner. Lotsssss of turtlenecks.

Ooohoho now Kaeya would be f u n to style. Has a more simple style. Those pinterest dudes?? Yeah, think of that. Plain colored shirts, turtlenecks alot, almost never sleeveless. Lots of long sleeves stuff.

Give him one of those black corsets that I always see, since he wears one on his original outfit. Wears necklaces, but doesnt layer them or anything. One simple necklace at a time. A TON of silver rings. Hes got those pinterest guy hands. Wears sheer black gloves. Has this one cropped blue jacket but it's more of a sweater and he always wears it when layering clothing.

Hanging earrings are necessary for him. Has a belt with a snowflake design on it that he uses alot. Almost never wears sweaters. Wears blue, grey, and black almost religiously.

Ahhh venti :) Think similar to albedos but more Victorian than college student vibes. Again, long sleeves, flowy, lotssss of ruffles, has a generous amount of green accents. Has this one emerald necklace that resembles a vision somewhat and he adores it. Never takes it off. Not a giant ring person, but has around a thousand hats. Paper boy hats in green, might own a bucket hat or two? Hes got the whole hat-universe. Always wear white socks that go just below his knees with EVERYTHING. Has multiple pairs and some are a bit more sheer than the others. Has a pair or two of white fingerless gloves to wear with long sleeves, and full, white and sheer gloves he wears when he isnt wearing long sleeves. White button ups are his life. Usually doesnt tuck said button ups in. (Totally not a walking mitski reference)

Ayato isnt THAT complex. And he's got similar style to Zhongli, but complety different color schemes. Wears suits often, and they follow a pattern. White shirt, black tie, light blue suit jacket. The icon of white pants, he basically never wears anything else. For smaller accessories they're usually dark blue or black in color. Not a ring person either, but wears one or two black rings occasionally. Has earrings but not dangly ones. Just black studs. Has alot of dark blue hair pins to keep his hair back. Theres no way his hair naturally just stays that way ok?? Every single boba place within 40 miles knows his name and face by memory. Wears the same looking black shoes all the time.

Diluc is probably another trench coat kinda guy. Less suits, more trench coats for him. In the fancy looking suit and tie gang with Ayato and Zhongli. Usually wears black button ups instead of white ones, with a crimson red tie and a brown trench coat, or a white tie and a darker red coat. Totally not an accessories guy. No necklaces, earrings, and maybe just one single gold rings he wears once every century. Another black shoes only person. I feel like the coats he wear have some fur on them in places. Just a thought. Always carries around like 3 extra hair ties in his pocket just in case he need one.

Kazuha is a comfy clothing icon. Not one for a thousand things on his outfits for aesthetic purposes, just wears what he likes and adds accessories if he feels like it. And absolute king of the fall outfit aesthetic. Outfits usually consists of slightly baggy autumn colored shirts, always short sleeves. Sweatpants or just light colored/bleached cuffed jeans. (Yes I said CUFFED) And occasionally has a darker colored orange and red knit sweater over him. Probably has one or two necklaces on at a time. Always wears this one necklace with a gold chain and a maple leaf charm on it. A gold colored accessories person. Most of the rings he has are gold. Has his ears pierced and usually wears black or gold studs. Sonetimes he wears dangly earrings but nothing to crazy. Ties his hair back a lot less.

(I wrote this on the train lmao)

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3 of a Soul - (part 3)

(Repost)

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(A/N - Everyone is over 18 to make life easier)

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Jason was pissed.

There was nothing really else about it.

It started with Replacement.

Jason had asked him the check out a new cafe that had popped up close to his turf that was giving him all the wrong vibes. Just standing outside the place made Jason's skin crawl and the pits go wild. Obviously, there was something wrong with the place, and who beast to sus it out than the most paranoid of the Bats? So far so good. Then Tim kept going back, and not even going back to investigate. No. He was gone for hours in there just enjoying himself and getting unrelated work done.

That really set Jason's mood off.

So, what did he do?

He got Dicky involved.

Who then dragged along Demon Brat.

Surely, they would get to the bottom of what was going on, right?

Wrong.

They had become just as bad as Tim! Dick was even stopping in there as Nightwing before patrols and getting a drink to go. It was getting ridiculous! And it was pissing Jason off to no end.

That's how he found himself standing outside the cursed establishment, swearing to himself as his brothers eagerly pushed him to the door.

"Come on, little wing! This place is great! Just wait till you meet the boys. Danny is a riot! and Pete is such a sweety. They're great!!! Oh. and maybe you'll get to see Ro! They're something else I tell ya! Trust me. You'll love it in there." Dick was clambering on as they neared.

"I swear Dicky. If you make me regret coming here, I'm putting glitter in your shoes." Jason grumbled out bitterly.

"Todd, don't be immature. Danny is harmless, Peter is amiable, and Ro is respectable. There is no need for you to act like a child." Damien chastised in a bored tone.

"Amiable? Respectable? Don't let them hear you say that! You won't hear the end of it." Tim teased out, clearly excited to enter the cafe.

The bell let out a chime as the four of them walked in the door.

Jason immediately felt the pits both rise up and curl into itself. Looking around, he locked eyes with the cause, and the cause looked back. Time seemed to stop, and Jason couldn't take his eyes off the man before him as he approached the counter. He was pale, almost sickly, a tad shorter than Tim but taller than Damien, with impossibly dark hair, eye bags, and the brightest blue eyes Jason had ever seen. His presence both demanded attention and demanded for one to look away. The world froze as their eyes met, eyes matching eyes, the eyes of predators. A lazy grin and a cocked brow rested on the young man's face, looking almost excited. A challenge. A challenge Jason didn't know if he could win. Fear. Jason was seeing green.

"Don't even think about it!" A feminine voice called out, stern and authoritative. From the back came a tall strawberry blonde, standing in what could be described as a 'scolding mom' pose. A handsome young man with chestnut hair and sweet honey doe eyes stood next to them, amused smirk on his face. "Danny. We talked about this."

Like a broken spell, the world returned to normal, not a bit of green to be seen. The pits had gone quiet.

Jason almost felt... at peace.

The young man seemed to deflate into a dramatic sigh. The intimidating aura that was coming from him all but vanished, breaking the illusion of whatever that was.

" But Rooooo! He's perfect! Look at him! Just one little fight, please?? I promise I won't break anything." Danny wined out as he lazily gestured to the group of boys, all but Jason clearly amused.

"No means no, Danny, you heard them! Sorry about Danny, we just got him to stop biting people. Sometimes he forgets." The other boy sang out. His New York accent was strong and playful. The friendly tease caused a snort from Jason's brothers and a dramatic gasp from Danny.

"Petey! 'Att's so unfair! I was just gonna great the guy! Just a little friendly fight!" Danny whined out, flopping onto the other man. "I wasn' gonna be doin anything too crazy! Swear!"

Peter flicked Danny's head, earning a groan. Blinking away his confusion, Jason couldn't help his smile with a chuckle, the two of them were strangely charming how they acted off each other. Dick was right, they were kinda funny to watch. An apologetic smile was sent his way. "Sorry again about that. Name's Peter, this is Ro, and you've met Danny."

"No problem Peter! This is our brother Jason, it's his first time. Jay here heard that we were big fans of the place, and he just had to come with us and check it out!" Dick, by some greater power was ever the social butterfly, decided now was the best time to be laying the charm on thick as he wrapped an arm around Jason. Ro gave a nod before returning to the back. Peter took his place next to Danny behind the counter.

"Nice! Still. Sorry again. Now, what can we get you boys?" The New York accent taking on a friendly, almost playful tone, as his doe eyes crinkled with his smile. The pink on this brother's faces did not go unnoticed by Jason. Interesting.

"The usual for us, Jay will take a Special." Dick said with a wink.

"Awesome! One special order and three regulars coming right up!" Peter rung them up, then dragged Danny to the back, who complained the whole way.

"Tch. Danny is defiantly an idiot. Drake, you need better taste. " Damien said with no real malice.

"He's not so bad once you get talking to him. He's just got some weird thing about trying to fight people right as he meets them. Peter swears it's just how things are back home for him. I don't know. It's kind of funny to see." Tim spoke as his face reddened. Defiantly Interesting.

Jason decided to keep how Danny effected the pits to himself for now.

Guess Jason will be returning to this cafe as well.

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@the-ghost-trader @saphirecross @the-autistic-spider @emeraldcorpral @randomkiddoscrewingaround

#danny phantom #danny fenton #ghost king danny #dc x dp #dp x dc #ghost #phantom #dp x dc crossover #red hood #nightwing #red robin #robin #batman

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Don’t forget, Sea Hawk is also apparently Asian. I also thought Frost might be Asian at first bc she kinda looks… maybe stereotypical isn’t the exact word, but just like what comes to mind when you think of a little Asian girl. Not to mention, she was originally designed as a white (Nordic coded?) teenager for this show before they decided to age her down into the little sister character. Never mind the fact the little sister character already existed in the old series with Glimmer and Allegra, and they could have done something with that, but I digress. I’ve also seen some people say Angella is Indian coded, because of the accent and her voice actress. Or maybe it’s because they think her gem is reminiscent of a bindi?

But yeah, idk about Perfuma, Entrapta, or Spinnerella. I think Perfuma could be latina because if the actress? But the character gives off the vibes of such a essential oils Karen that I associate with entitled white women, to the point I think she might just be a tanned white woman? Though I’ll admit, when I first saw her design I considered black and white biracial, and I considered Pacific Islander. So I have no idea. I’ve also seen some people interpret Entrapta as black. Though, I doubt it based on the hair alone. I like to think she’s latina, simply because I want her as my Latin rep, and not the literal cat. As for Spinnerella, I got nothing. Maybe white? All I know is that Huntara should have been black, and isn’t even coded as black. And I think that’s dumb, because I would have loved buff, queer, gets-a-character-arc Grace Jones in this show, since we didn’t get to have it in the old one.

Okay, hold on. I had no idea Sea Hawk was apparently half-Asian. I had to look this up. It was "confirmed" (as in, on Twitter) by the lead character designer for SPOP, who also "confirmed" Scorpia as half-Asian as well. However, I'm pretty sure Frosta is supposed to be Inuk like Katara, but I don't think that was ever confirmed. I could be wrong. I'm not even sure where her kingdom is located, for that matter. The worldbuilding in SPOP sucks so badly I barely remember how the kingdoms were like, save for Perfuma's and maybe Mermista's.

Idk, man. I honestly don't think that much about most characters' ethnicities, because the SPOP crew clearly didn't put a lot of thought into it. I mean, the literal cat teenager who licks herself, who walks on fours, who bites and claws people, who hisses and hates water, and who's sexualized on top of it all, is supposed to be Latina. Or Iranian or Middle Eastern, because apparently OG Catra came from "Purrsia", which is like... the Persian Empire? And fans really want to apply that to the reboot, too. Except Catra's origins were never brought up in SPOP, only that Catra was found abandoned in a cardboard box according to Nate. Regardless, neither theories are great because both Latinas and Iranian women (and Middle Eastern women in general) are not treated like people. They're sexualized and are victims of colonization. I've heard people headcanon Catra as Indigenous, too. Which is even worse considering she got her hair cut against her will.

As for the other characters... I just don't care, lmao. I will agree that Huntara should've been black, too. But since the SPOP crew didn't care about developing their kingdoms and their origins, then I don't think that hard. I mainly mention and dissect "Latina" Catra because the fandom won't shut up about her. Idk about Entrapta's ethnicity, but if Latina Entrapta makes you happy, go for it. Especially because Latin America is pretty diverse, so there are a lot of possibilities.

I don't agree with the term Karen, though. I get what you mean, that Perfuma is annoying and ableist and treats other people like garbage, but sadly that's another term that actual misogynists use against any women who get angry. But I know that's not your intention, I get where you come from.

#sorry this got long lmao #i'm just.#what the fuck i didn't even know sea hawk was half asian!!!!#and i'm not even happy about it i'm just angry that this is another thing they never expanded on #asks #spop critical #racism tw #long post

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ravixen · 1 year

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ahh hello!! its been a while since ive asked anything lol, how are you? i saw your vampire jun post and vampire aus are one of my favs, so can i get vampire joshua drabble? hope youre doing well <3 - 🍮

vampire!joshua

➔ au!ramble || request || vampire!au

➔ warnings: blood mention || 511 words ➔ notes: fluff, general ; hey there! i've been alright, just making it through. missed my joshushushu anon :') what have you been up to? since i don't take drabble requests, i'll make this an au ramble to mimic the jun format. reblog if you liked!

it seems like he's a little shit in every supernatural-verse because, like his werewolf self, he loves testing the boundaries of his secret as a vampire, too

while junhui's testing is more in conversation, joshua straight up just. goes as a vampire every year for halloween. when you ask him to please dress as something else, he asks you if he doesn't look good because he'll actually consider a different costume if you think that

and as much as you want to lie, you can't deny that he suits the stereotypical count dracula get up: long black cape with the stiff pointed collar, medieval white blouse with frilled accents, velvet button vest, fake (FAKE!! you had to confirm) blood in the corner of his mouth, and all

(maybe you just like the way he looks with his hair slicked back)

so you settle for something actually truthful and say that jeonghan looks better as count dracula, and joshua rolls his eyes, saying that jeonghan just has a drowned victorian orphan vibe

when people ask him where he got the cool fangs from, he runs his tongue over his teeth and says that he has a friend heavily invested in cosplay

enough about that, though. i think his competitive nature and natural athleticism make him a frightening trainer. not as scary as leader line, of course, but the newer vampires are definitely hesitant to approach him

and if he approaches them with a friendly challenge, they're not sure if they'll come out of it in one piece, even if he's giving them an easy smile

he's actually not that mean :( he doesn't know where the reputation came from, but he just wants to be nice to the newbies

what finally convinces everyone of his soft side is having you around. he darts to you, and everyone expects you to flinch from his superhuman speed, but you only squint your eyes from the dust kicked up. he screeches to a halt right in front of you and greets you so gently

oh. well, if joshua is capable of treating a human this way...

eventually the rumors die out, but he kind of liked the immunity it gave him (and you by default), so he makes sure that everyone knows how strong he is once in a while

it's mostly for your safety. no one wants to face joshua's wrath if you were to get hurt

his self-restraint in general is incredible, though. you thought it was a myth that vampires get feral around blood because he seems so calm whenever you get a paper cut

until you get scratched by a branch near the newer vampires. "aw man," you say, seeing a drop of blood squeeze out of the thin cut

it all happens so fast. just a screech, a rush of wind, and a heavy thud. by the time you blink, junhui has an arm in front of you, and you see joshua on the floor, keeping two vampires down as they writhe

"fucking try it," he snarls into their faces

#caratwritersclub #seventeen scenarios #joshua scenarios #seventeen fluff #svt fluff #joshua fluff #g: svt #m: jisoo #t: auramble #s: request #vampireau #🍮 anon #ravixen

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haiii uhm. idk if anyone has asked this but what are some of your favorite character costumes/outfits :O

iggy i love and adore you and i love this question. hold on, i have to dig up some images.

okay. i dug up some images. so many, in fact, that i hit image limit on this post and had to trim some things down. let's go through it.

we're gonna just go ahead and start out with dinah lance, the light of my life. this whole post won't be sorted by character, but she's the one i have the most images of, so she gets her own section.

i know people really, really love the short-haired, less effeminate dinah we get in grell's 80s run. i'll get to her! but i'm going to start by saying that her looks in the green lantern/green arrow run are all-time. please consider, if you will, the most fashionable lady in the room:

(i can't include the house robe from snowbirds, but know that i spiritually do count it as part of this post. i hold it near and dear. for now, these two looks will do.)

her long black hair. her little white vest. the statement necklace for her date with ollie. and look, i would include ollie here too, because his outfits in this run are PEAK seventies dad energy, but i don't have the space and i like dinah more, so you get these.

then comes the 80s, when dinah is in her element. short black hair, noir vibes, wearing graphic tees for things like "seattle slugfest." (in longbow hunters, at least.)

she gets some cute looks in grell's run, obviously, but i'm partial to this little skirt and sleeveless denim button-up because it's so very unlike her. she was putting in the work to look cute, and i appreciate it. oliver, meanwhile, looks like fred from scooby doo.

the 1991 run is important because of her extremely high heeled boots with the BIG cuffs around the calves. i miss the cuffs. i wish they would return to me. but the actual panels i think about the most from this run are when she cuts her fishnet stockings and uses them to tie her hair back.

wh. who. i want to know which people in the writer's room decided that was a feasible option. i just want to talk. i can't imagine a less stable hairstyle to go karate-chop some yacht pirates. come on now. but also, she even ties them in a bow? i love her so much. what the fuck is happening.

she has a lot of good looks in birds of prey (1999), honestly, but none of the artists have EVER IN THEIR LIFE seen a woman's chest. not a one. i'm going to go ahead and stick to the two things i love: the fringed leather jacket (iconic) and the long-pants jumpsuit that they did instead of the fishnets.

i don't know WHY they got rid of the fishnets, honestly, but i like this turtleneck situation and the yellow accents. also her communicator necklace on full display <3 she also usually wears a motor jacket OVER the jumpsuit. slay!

(it's maybe a little sacrilegious to like the long pants costume, given that she is so well-known for the bodysuit and fishnets. but to be fair, even when they cut the legs off this suit, she still isn't wearing the stockings. her legs are naked. 0/10 what the HELL.)

sean izaakse deserves his own post and i would not be able to pick out a limited number of panels from his work on green arrow (2023) but i will say i love dinah's new costume, i love the texture on her jacket, and i love that she gets to have the little canary logo on the chest now.

i assume this was more of a birds of prey (2023) design and not izaakse's personal design, but i love how he draws her hair, and she's so short compared to everyone, and overall she just looks good. zero complaints here.

(actually, i do have a few complaints, they just aren't about dinah. one, lian's eyes should be brown. two, ollie should have KEPT HIS HORRIBLE MANBUN, THAT'S MY DAD. and three, mia's cape should still be yellow on the outside. otherwise, the art in this run is perfect.)

speaking of mia.

the art of green arrow (2001) is not like. my favorite art style ever in terms of aesthetics. but hester really, really sets the tone for a lot of these characters through his design choices. particularly mia, which makes a lot of sense given this is her introduction and he did a lot of the initial work with her character.

the thought put into her costuming. she's wearing baggy clothes to contrast with what she wore before she moved in with ollie, she has the hair up in a messy ponytail, etc etc. this mia is everything to me. and i love ollie, too. he looks like a cartoon dad from a nickelodeon show. which is exactly who he is, to me.

we're gonna detour from dc and into marvel for just a second but don't worry we'll come right back. i was really excited when kelly thompson and leo romero were announced for birds of prey (2023) because i really liked their work on hawkeye (2016). it's such a good style for kate bishop, in particular; it feels very youthful and the style just suits her. this is The Kate Bishop, to me, outside of the 2012 run.

(i also really, really like the way dinah is drawn in birds of prey (2023). she's small, she's compact, she looks like someone who's been doing gymnastics and karate her whole life. i could also fit her in my pocket! perfect!!!!)

but yeah okay i mentioned it so i also need to shout out hawkeye 2012. this comic's aesthetics were so fucking on point, and it is one of my favorite ones i've ever edited because it has such an INTENTIONAL color palette and use of graphics like the arrows and bullseyes.

like i know everyone talks about how good this run is but that's because it is LITERALLY that fucking good. the writing. the art. the characterization. ugh. life-changing.

anyway that's enough marvel (for now). back to my hovel. dc.

spiritworld (2023) was so fun. the art is so intentionally drawing on manga and i loved it from the first issue. you can feel the love put into the character design and the color work, and xanthe's cool bomber jacket and undercut is SO essential. this is the nonbinary rep we deserve.

shoutout to cass's look in this comic, too. i LOVE this costume for her. it moves in such a fun and exciting way when she's flipping around and moving through the air, it has a new silhouette, AND it STILL has the bat on the chest. perfect. everything to me. never change.

that being said, i DO have a favorite cass look, and it's these specific panels from batgirl (2000). the style in most of that comic is great, it's super funky and fun, but these were the panels i saw that ended up solidifying in my brain as "oh, that's cass."

also from batgirl (2000) though, i love the funky design choices because they give us things like PEAK takes on stephanie brown's spoiler costume. she's just a fucking blob to me. look at her.

steph has a lot of fun looks, to me, but my favorite will always be the era in like, issues 110-112 of robin (1993), where they gave her a bob cut and big :pleading: emoji eyes.

i do wish she'd had freckles at this time. i know they were a later addition, but i like them. they add character.

unrelated to AAAANY of that, i need to talk about poison ivy (2022). this run is stuuuuuunning. i've only pulled panels of pamela here because i LOVE the way her freak body horror is done, as well as the way her hair is drawn, but the scenery and the textures of this comic as a whole are insane.

even when the story isn't grabbing me, the art does. it's beautiful, it's unlike any other comic i'm reading right now, and it is one of the first comics i ever looked at that made me go, oh fuck, that's an ART piece. ykwim.

HOWEVER. if we're talking about comics that are just. art. through and through. there are a couple others i need to mention.

supergirl: woman of tomorrow is stunning. the colorwork, the hair texture, the EXPRESSIVENESS of the FACES. ugh. this comic made me cry, yeah, but it also made me stroke the pages lovingly because of the beautifully rendered colors.

i love that kara doesn't always look Pretty. i love that she gets bloody, and beat up, and she looks tired and sad and sick sometimes. i love that it is so beautiful and also you can see genuine hurt on kara's face. ugh. UGH. this comic!!!!

now for the indie shit lol. die (2020) is sooooo lovely. stephanie hans is ordinarily a cover artist, but she jumped onto this project to do pages, and my GOD is it beautiful. the character design, the colors, the expressions. it feels like a PAINTING and i want to EAT it.

there's a lot of body horror and gruesome stuff in here. but like, somehow, even that manages to look pretty? i love the painterly textures. i love how the tone influences the colors. it's all just stunning. i need to go reread this one right now, actually.

annnnnnnd! last one, i promise! it's time for THE FORGED (2023).

i love this comic. everyone in it is a lesbian with an atypical body type, half of them are wearing bondage gear, and it's all set in a space sci-fi setting with more lore than you can shake a stick at.

and on TOP of all of THAT. LOOK HOW BEAUTIFUL THE COLORS ARE.

there are a few honorable mentions i don't have room to include images of, so i'm gonna go off and list them now:

the wild west arc of exiles (2012) in that very painterly style

the scenery and background work in wonder woman: the hiketeia

the INCREDIBLY clean lines and sharp colorwork of dan mora in world's finest (2023)

the super sketchy and rough pencil-esque art in the back half of green arrow/black canary (especially mia! i love her!)

i am sorry but i enjoy the very sharp style of batgirls (2022). i don't necessarily endorse the writing or the story of the run, but i think the shapes are good. sorry. take me out back, i know.

young justice (1998) also has very cute cartoony art!! i haven't read much of it yet, but every time i see it, it makes me smile. which is the point, i think?

OKAY. PHEW. do you regret asking me yet, gobby. did you get what you came for. am i welcome to come yell at you about the forged (2023) and die (2020) until the day we both shed this mortal coil and depart for the great beyond.

that's it ily mwah thank you for the best question i've ever been asked <3333

#ask.tb #stainedglassgoblin #I HAVE BEEN CONSIDERING RANKING DINAH'S OUTFITS FOR LIKE FOUR DAYS. HOW DID YOU KNOW.#that's not what this is. this is a mess of a post. but dinah's sure in it a lot.#i may come back tomorrow with more images. only time will tell.

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