#misstress-light

[yocalio]

HORIZON FORBIDDEN WEST

#horizonedit #hfwedit #horizon forbidden west #horizon: forbidden west #gamingedit #aloy #dailygaming #misstress-light #miyku #amayanocturna #gaming #creations

[amayanocturna]

Bayek

#assassins creed #assassins creed origins #ac photo mode #ac origins #bayek of siwa #virtual photography #gaming #my stuff #yocalio #misstress-light

[lutewife]

Imagine dancing with fem! Alastor.... Especially in the rain

-⚱️

"Strangers in the Night"

gn!reader, platonic, lonely reader, sinner reader, no y/n written, reader is NOT a minor, only in retrospective

Warnings: Murder, existential crisis, really bad angst (im so sorry), overall freaky

Notes: Good to see you here with us Prochy anon 🫶 Finally somebody with style graced us with their presence, of course I can write it, darling! (I will make you cry with this, because I just knoooow how you love angst 🥰). I didn't write it in the rain cause Idk how rain works in hell so yeah haha

Summary: Reader comes back from a party, depressed and runs into The Radio Demon. Alas tries to make the reader smile, so she invites them to dance. But there is a twist...

Crossposted on Ao3: @domaiscool

You were coming back from a party. In your right hand there were scissors. You were playing with them trying to distract yourself.

Your head was hurting from the transient noise when you passed by the clubs and bars. Well, at least you thought it was by the noise. In reality, you just caught yourself on thinking too much again.

Was it the alcohol that did it for you? Probably.

You just wanted to get out of this loud district. You have had enough of drunk people and bad music for the night.

Yeah... The drunk people. Making out with eachother and whispering those sweet nothings into their ears constantly. Giggling and squeling.

It made you cringe, at least you wanted to think that. In reality, you were just too lonely to think "good for them". While being in hell, it was usually really hard to find a partner who actually loved you and wasn't just coming for your body. But at this point you just wanted what they had. You just wanted someone to rely on, to prey on. Actually even a friend, even family member, would be good. Your standards lowered when the loneliness got to you. Afterlife is sometimes like that and you just pretended you didn't care. It worked somewhat, at least it made you feel less depressed.

When you were drifting into your thoughts again, something, or maybe someone, interrupted you. In a spur of a moment you staggered, before finding yourself spread over on the ground, your butt hurting mercilessly, since you landed on the scissors.

- Hey! - you growled, massaging the sore spot, then got up quickly and looked before you.

It seemed like you arrived at the nearby park. Everything would be nice, amazing even, if you didn't have company. In front of you at the bench, was seated an elegant looking lady with some kind of walking stick, which probably was the reason of your hurting butt. Or maybe it was a cane? You couldn't make it out in such low light. What you knew for sure though, is that she was smiling from ear to ear.

- Oh, I'm sorry darling, did I startle you? That's what you get by walking with your head in the clouds! - said the woman, before robotically laughing. She didn't make any effort of giving you a helping hand. Whatever. It's not like helping people up was a common thing to do in hell.

You scoffed, trying to get the dirt off your clothes. Just as you were going to insult her in every possible way and language it hit you.

Red colour palette, cane, everlasting smile and the strangely familiar voice that was accompanied by the sound of the radio static...

You suddenly sober up.

- The Radio Demon...? - it slipped out. Terrified expression on your face didn't go unnoticed. The Overlord herself looked unbothered by the reaction.

- I'm sorry miss, I mean ma'am, I mean miss-misstress...? Uh... Lady? - you stuttered, the words seeming to fail you. She just grinned wider.

- Oh, how sweet! Now you're trying! - The woman seemed to make fun of your miserable attempts.

You just frowned even more, cringing. Nice. You were making a fool of yourself before The Radio Demon, who is more dangerous than fucking nitric acid. She could kill you here and there if she wished to. Fortunely, the woman didn't seem to want to. How reassuring.

Not knowing what to do with yourself, you sat down next to her, keeping your distance. It was too late to run away now.

The woman raised her eyebrow, noticing your movement, but she was rather pleased at your decision. At least you didn't fuck up that badly.

After some time she asked, as if casually:

- Why the long face, dear?

- Do I know you? - you responded with another question, wondering if you fucked up in the past and now she was coming for you.

- Oh, judging by your face, you know me very well - her smile almost extended beyond her face.

You felt absolutely terrified, but just as you were to stutter something out again, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth:

- Worry not, I don't want to hurt you.

You breathed out loudly. The woman seemed amused again (but with her expression it was hard to tell).

- Although I might change my mind if you won't brighten up that face of yours - her voice felt almost threatening, although her tone remained the same.

Intimidated, you tried to smile a little, but failed miserably. A loud groan escapes your lips.

- I can't. There's nothing to smile about in my life.

You could almost swear that The Radio Demon fought the urge to roll her eyes.

- No wonder you are so depressed, if you think like that - the woman stated dryly - Smile is a valuable tool, my dear. Even if you don't feel like it, you should use it - she lectured you, but you didn't feel like hearing her out. This was all a bunch of nonsense to you.

- No thanks, I'm not good at lying. Besides I don't like to - you said, dissmisingly, surprising the overlord. She didn't think of it that way before. Well, to be more precise, she has never had such a difficult audience.

The woman leaned on the cane slightly and stroked her neck, in thought.

- Do you enjoy dancing? - she finally spoke, her voice raised in question.

- Excuse me? - you felt perplexed at the sudden inquiry.

- I said, do you like dancing, my dear? - she repeated herself, expecting your baffled expression.

- I-I don't know? I've never danced before... - you just felt even more crestfallen and re-adjusted a strand of your hair that was getting into your eye. Was she planning something?The Radio Demon smiled even wider, knowingly.

- Well then... It is never too late to try! - she got up suddenly and gave you her hand.

In the moonlight, or should I say, in the deep red of the sky, she looked especially beautiful. Maybe even a little bit creepy, since her wide grin seemed really out of place in the low light. But the curly hair and wavy dress moving in the wind gave her a disturbing charm you couldn't really place a finger on. Either way, you took her hand warily.

Before you knew it, the woman pulled you along and snapped her fingers with the free hand.

It was strange. You were in hell, but the music which played that time was divine. Little lively melody, but oh goddess, how melancholic and real it felt. You didn't feel like you were a soul right now, even more so a demon; you felt like you were a child. Although a step away from innocence and step further into darkness. The woman really did sway you into a familiar rhythm. An unnaturally young soul, who wasn't suited for all the pain they felt. Finally: you smiled. But it wasn't a smile full of joy. It was a smile of regret.

Lost in the depths of hell, without a mother, or a father, or a sister, or a brother... Lost in the eyes of others, they simply forgot how to function themselves. Pulled into a tango with a much more powerful being, condemned to perdition in it's irises. A man who escaped from cruelty - that's who you were.

A younger version of you spoke, holding a pair of scissors. They were standing behind the woman you danced with and repeating it over and over again, but you didn't want to hear. You knew. And you didn't want to be reminded.

The music coming from the cane was starting to be even more hectic, not so divine as before. Now it was surely a music suited for hell.

Her dress was twirling. It reminded you of turquoise waves you've seen in the living world once. You wondered if the woman once was a human too, not some gruesome monster she was perceived as. Two strangers in the night, you seemingly didn't know anything about eachother, but danced nevertheless.

You were also amazed that you haven't stepped on her toes. It was a miracle, because you weren't thinking at all about your moves now. Too stuck in the past to be thinking rationally, you were yet to discover inevitable.

She twirled you and closing your eyes, you blacked out.

It went by like a flash.

Core memory of life. Playing in the night. Escaping from the courtyard. The smell of grass and trees. The scissors starring as a plane.

A deer. But was it?

Sneaking.

Closing eyes.

The tension.

And the release.

Scissors stuck in the flesh.

Happiness.

Momentarily.

It wasn't.

It wasn't a deer.

You were just depending on your mother. She told you to bring the dinner. Even your father was teaching you how to shoot animals. So you killed, because you weren't so keen on being hungry the whole week again. You liked your scissors more, although the animals fleed before you could stab them with it.

It was normal for you.

But what wasn't normal, was that you actually managed to kill it with your sharp scissors.

And that this time... It was a woman.

You groggily opened your eyes and winced. Your back was hurting.

- Fuck... - you groaned, getting up. You were seated on a bench. The same one The Radio Demon...

Oh.

Yes. The woman.

Where was she right now?

You could still almost feel her delicate hand on yours. Shuddering, you massaged it.

And then you felt something on your cheek. It was cold. A tear...?

And another. And another. Great. Now you were crying. Why? You knew exactly why. But you didn't even want to think about it. You wanted to erase it from your memory. Even if she probably killed more people than you ever did, even if she was now a monster, you just couldn't manage to stop your saddness.

Because you remember how she danced. Her twirling dress, the waves. Long, long time ago, she was human.

You'll block it out soon, surely. But before you do that, you decided to say one, important word:

- Sorry.

Proofread by: @koonczi

Fem!Alastor doodles on the header: @m00ndia

I still don't feel like it's good enough, but I hope you liked this lil' one shot :)

#alastor hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel oneshots #hazbin hotel fanfiction #fem!alastor #fem!alastor x reader #genderbend #alternative universe #gn!reader #angst #hazbin hotel angst

[aaronofithaca05]

The first night

(Part 2)

How I was home. Home, it was home, my streets, my ports, my palace ….

-Father what?!!!!!

-Telemachus..I…

-She did what?

Telemachus, my dear joy, my little prince, what did you heard?

Everything since the beginning.

A cold sweat has embraced me, my limbs I can't control them, Are they here? Are they? Oh no the pigs. A laugh….SHE´S HERE!!! How?Everything I did, every day left, every tail she changed, but why?-- oink—-- 

-CIRCE!

-Telemachus!!!!!!!!!!Run, Hide. Penelope upstairs Now I will stay here as dawn awaits the sun. I will not run.

She is approaching. The oinks are getting louder, the flowers…THE FLOWERS. Look how they move, how they snare, how they creep from below. the pain, the gold, the threads, the stick, the pigs, white. It's Circe 

-Your graceful goddess, misstress of Aiaia I Odysseus father ot Telemachus Laertides, stay with me, welcome to my home, but by your oath you must not harm them or the taste of my bronze sword would be...

-ODYSSEUS, STOP!!!

-HE..R HER FACE IS CHANGING, STAY BACK I'm warning you.

AS i say so, HER heights diminished, her light arms became dark, It's a girl?

-Our lord, your grace, i'm only here to bring you my harvest, my tribute to you, why do I get to taste your divine threat? (the girl is in the brink of tears)

-You're a girl, where is SHE? OHH you're one of her nymphs- Aren't you? Tell Circe in my house her presence is not allow…. ( a slap from Penelope echoes around the room )

-My King who's Circe??  I'm (insert girl name here), daughter of (insert random name), Shepherd as the only kin of his, I came to bring you the fattest pigs of here as sacrifice to the gods of the isle, from my father and I.

As she was speaking I saw her eyes turning from fear to pity, as Penelope whispered something into her ear

Then she starts to look at me and with a goodbye she gets out.

-I told her that our rightful lord, our divine King, has become afraid of pigs as part of his crew was killed by Circe's boars. (Penelope)

My dear, thank you.... I lost myself…

-Lost myself?, I saw your deep eyes filling with blood, your tense wrists, your  forced grin, i saw anger in your words.. My Joy I'm afraid of you...

-A...afraid, you are afraid of me? Did I become a threat, a….. monster to you?

-Not dear, i'm afraid of what you can do to our people, you're still King after all, i pity you from my depths below bottom, but you aren't my Odysseus, not anymore

I i..i. am...Oddysseus...

(Why do she hates me, 20 years away, the horse, the boy, Polyphemus, the crew....and this is my biggest fear)

-I…i…i a..am so..rry 

Grief, confussion, thought, swords...what´s to happening to me????.

I feel a hand, a kiss...

-You're Odysseus, son of Laertes, father of my joy, dear Telemachus, you're Odysseus King of Ithaca, you're still my love.

-I..ahm…Thank you my queen.

Telemachus... TELEMACHUS!!!!!

-Yes, father, what happened?, wait better not asks, as my poisoned words were the ones that began your pain( a tear is shed)

-Son; come here, you NEVER, NEVER send me poisoned words as honey never spoils, my love to you it will stay as the inmutable stars of the night. Even if you burned all Ithaca, all the lands under Uranus.You will always be my son, my joy, my sun.

-Then… why did you evade my question? You´re Odysseus the man of many turns, the cunning master of the Danaoi,breaker of divine's Troy walls, slayer of Circe the witch…

-Slayer of Circe?, you think I killed her?

-Yes, that's what I said

-I didn't kill her

-Wait, yo…u didn't?

-No, and with her help we were nurished to life for a year, thanks to daughter of Helios we went to the house of the ones of many names and find the teller of future past.

-Friend told me otherwise.

-Friend? You said friend??..

Odysseus words are in black

Odysseus thoughts are normal

Telemachus lines are in chat

Penelope´s lines are in black and purple (I used cursive before, my apologies to all dyslexic readers, I'll try to minimise the use of cursive

#odysseus #the odyssey #greek mythology #homer #telemachus #penelope #the first night

[i-cant-sing]

I feel like when the yandere boys kidnaping there darlings they have there own aesthetic they dress there darling in

For demitri i feel like he would dress reader in luxurious clothes some silk. Like a rich dads misstress kind of luxury

For Theo i feel like its the coastal granddaughter aesthetic like lots of light weight cotton, linen and other materials. If its like fall it would be more sweaters (his ofc) and leggings or jeans but he has this kind of like fashionable thing going on with him and im digging it

Idk for eros (im sorry but i dont read much of him)

Ooooh your spot on for Dimitri and Theodore. Like Dimitri doesn't know anything bur luxury brands, only the best fir his darling. And Theodore adores seeing you in floral dresses and skirts just as much as in his clothes.

As for Eros, hmm, I think he would go with whatever your aesthetic is. You like goth? He's buying you all gothic clothes and even learns to do your eyeliner. Whatever your vibe is, he'll get it for you. Maybe even match outfits with you sometimes 💖💖

[vintagecandy]

Your art of The Moon causes association with the song "Prince of Silence" from Nautilus Pompilius.

"In the lunar light, I wandered by misstressing, but we should not look around." Terribly, inevitably, what everyone will overtake, if we think for a moment about what the same mankind can do us... I've already went into my deburs, but I adore your work and I want to understand all and then.

Yes, you acquired a fan that will constantly talk about associations and take the stories that another culture is also interesting. Analyze your work and to delve into your culture is also very interesting.

Hello! Yes, I'm sorry this is also a late reply, its because I keep so many tabs open, it won't alert me of new asks if I have the inbox open sometimes but--

I'm just really very flattered you like my work enough to be engrossed in it! I am having a bit of trouble understanding you here and there, but I still putting together what you're saying. Thank you, that's very interesting to hear from a culture I'd never usually receive much media from! Always appreciate a song recommendation for the OCs as well hehe.

#not art #🖤

[cult-of-lilith]

Finally home off work and am here to tell you that I definitely did that. I was taking quite a few "bathroom breaks" just to touch my cunt in one of the stalls thinking about you. I bet you would have loved to see that, wouldn't you?

Me leaning against the wall with my miniskirt pulled up and tights down around my knees so I can rub myself through my panties. My other hand clasped over my mouth to keep me quiet, even though I know my breathing is far too heavy to not be noticed. My nipplies hard and obvious through my light grey shirt since I don't wear a bra.

I've been edging myself since I got home thinking about what you'd do to me. As I'm typing this, I'm gagging myself on my dildo happy to imagine myself under your desk to be your cockwarmer, Misstress 💕

- 💗

Oh you know me well I am an absolute sucker for exhibitionism and public play 🥰 wouldn't you just love for me to come across you in that bathroom tights around your knees so all you can do is waddle backward as I approach you and start to put my hands on you, bending you over a toilet so I can fill you with cum before you have to go back to work, leaving you a dripping reminder of me 😘

#i forgot what i tag asks as #💗

[hauntedfoxinternet]

Chapter 13 Lady Of The Lake Part 1

Here's Chapter 13 of My story of the Arcanes Sister.

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(Isabellas P.O.V)

It was around midnight when i woke last I checked. everyone in the castle was asleep exept me…i would usawelly have dreams about things that would happen but….i saw something else this night…i saw my siblings…3 of them….all standing together….no fighting or bickering…just peace….it was like that for a long time but….that all changed.

I then heard a whisper….It looks as though i'm not the only one awake….

"Misstress…are you alright?" Crystal said as she came into the light from the stars and the night sky. She had worry written all over her face. I could feel her soul deepen with worry for me and i couldn't be more greatful for her. "I'm fine Crystal…..just….memories….." I sighed as I left the nook and picked up Crystal as i went back to my chambers.

(Later that morning in Merlins tower with the others) (still Isabellas P.O.V)

I sat on some steps next to a wall of books with spines written in latin, some in english. With Crystal snuggleing on my lap while I stroked her back I had claire To the left of me and Douxie up by Merlins work table when he said something. "Excalibur is busted and Morgana is… is… This never was supposed to happen." He says Hopeless. "You did what you thought was right" Archie tried to console. "And look where that got us. History's absolutely botched. I've led us astray." Douxie said as he walked toward us and closed time map as it was shakeing and turning red from blue. He walked down to Claire as she held a book in her lap. "Morgana tried to help me save Jim, but all I saw was anger and darkness. We share the same magic. What does that say about me?" Claire said paniced. I just wached everything as I always do.

Steve starts whimpering and starts to cry As claire pulls him toward her and into her neck," Aw, Steve. It's okay to cry. It was a big loss." Claire trys to console him. Steve just wails harder as he says between sobs, "It's just, the other knights think I'm lame! They laughed at me. Said I hadn't proved my worth as a knight." Steve sniffles, "And Galahad called me a weenie."

Claire shoves Steve off her as she says, "Ugh! That doesn't sound like a real problem, Steve." I just roll my eyes as Claire does that. Then Merlin walks in with the shattered excaliber. He says, "Camelot is in chaos and Arthur is without his blessed weapon to defend it." He says as he sets excaliber on his workdesk. Claire says "See? That's a real problom." Steve shrugges asss he questions. "What's the big deal? Can't he just buy a new one?" I just stiffle a giggle at his lack of knowlage. "Without Excalibur, Arthur cannot lead Camelot to war against Gunmar." Merlin says. "Which would mean the end of humanity." Archie spoke. "And our future. I'll never get us home." Douxie slightly panics. I get up and walk over to Claire. I realized she had a book in her hands. It was Morganas shadow book. "And I'll never save Jim. But we can fix this. Right, Douxie?" She voiced worried.

"There's only one who can. Make ready. I must bring Excalibur to the Lady of the Lake." Merlin said determind. "She's real?" She questioned. "So, this plan of yours… Well, surely you'll need help. Maybe… Maybe we can fix this together." Douxie commented as he was facing Merlin. "Agreed." Merlin folded. "I promise I can make it righ--. Wait, we are? Oh, great! Well, we won't let you down." Douxie went on but realized what Merlin said. Merlin groans as he turns around. "You, mind the workshop." He points to past Douxie. He points to Present Douxie and says "You, gather up Excalibur. We ride." He turns around and walks out of the workshop. Douxie grabs Excaliber. Steve cheers as he says "Sounds like a quest!" I had Crystal in my arms as we walked out of the workshop.

I got somethings in a sachle before we left. I grabbed some barries for Crystal. I grabbed My staff in its smaller form. I just stared out at the sea as I just thorught.

We all got on the flying ship I sat in the front with Crystal in my arms. Steve started to pump his fists as he commented "Chance to prove I'm an awesome knight, get a monster trophy, save the damsel, I'm in!" Claire walked up to Douxie with Morgana's book in her arms. "Do you think Merlin's plan will work?" She questioned as Douxie had his hands on the time map. I walked up to the other side of Douxie as he closes the time map. "I messed up the timelines. We've run out of options, and my choices haven't exactly worked out lately. We can't make any more mistakes. We have to trust Merlin this time." Douxie said. "Douxies right. Even though I don't fully agree I will still try. I know I haven't talked that much since we got here. I am dealing with things I wished to forget but never could." I said as I walked over to Claire. Crystal sleeping softly in my arms. "I just hope Jim made it out safe," Claire says worry lacing her tone as she spoke. "I'm sure he's nestled safely in the bosom of friendly trolls." Douxie trys to concole Claire. Steve just chuckles as he says "Bosom." I fought the urge to hit his head with my hand. I just couldn't as I just rolled my eyes and went to sit down on the floor on the other side of the ship. I looked over the edge and saw the world below.

How I wished they could see as I did…..

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This is a little short but I just have a lot that is going on in my life and my lack of motivation is astounding.

#wizards tales of arcadia #tales of arcadia wizards #trollhunters tales of arcadia #tales of arcadia #the arcane order #toawizards #toa #toa trollhunters #toa wizards #The Arcanes sister #original story #trollhunters

[yocalio]

THE MUMMY (1999) Dir. Stephen Sommers “Don’t! He still has to take me to Hamunaptra to perform the ritual.” “She’s right. Live today, fight tomorrow.”

#filmedit #filmgifs #moviegifs #film #the mummy #mummyedit #themummyedit #rick o'connell #evelyn carnahan #imhotep #ardeth bay #rachel weisz #brendan fraser #arnold vosloo #oded fehr #stephen sommers #creations #misstress-light #userkristen #he loves her so much 😭 #3k

[boozerman]

Earth is ours no more.

FAR CRY NEW DAWN (2019) dev. Ubisoft Montreal NIER AUTOMATA (2018) dev. Platinum Games DAYS GONE (2019) dev. SIE Bend Studio THE LAST OF US (2013) dev. Naughty Dog THE DIVISION 2 (2019) dev. Massive Entertainment HORIZON ZERO DAWN (2017) dev. Guerrilla Games FALLOUT 4 (2015) dev. Bethesda Game Studios WASTELAND 2 (2014) dev. inXile Entertainment

#winterswake #misstress-light #mikaeled #userstream #useranimusvox #gamingedit #mixed #mixedgames

[evita-shelby]

As Many Types of Love as There are Hearts

Reader Insert Masterlist

Accepting requests for Tommy, Arthur, John, Finn and even Luca Changretta

Title taken from a quote in Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy

Part 2 of list

Taglist: @joossieisdabomb @johnathancanines @peakyblindas @kissmyquill @zablife @whitejuliana1204 @theshelbyclan @atalkingthinker @thegreatdragonfruta @star017 @darlingangel-17 @kathrinemelissa @i-will-find-an-untaken-url @moondigger @babystargaze @dragons-are-my-favorite @llamamama2k19

Shelby sister!Reader

The dress she never got to wear (Shelby!sister, angst)

The back step (shelby! Sister! Fluff and angst)

Tommy Shelby

Almost a second too late (Thomas Shelby x F! Reader) *deleted by Tumblr I think, if you find it please send me the link*

Second Chances (Thomas Shelby x F!reader)

The Meek Shall Inherit the World (Thomas Shelby x F!Reader)

Stay with Me (Thomas Shelby x F!Nurse! Reader)

Misery and the Greatest Happiness (Thomas Shelby x F!Reader) * Reader is also my OC, Eva Smith from my big ass fic: Between the Shadow and the Soul*

Tea and Biscuits (Thomas Shelby x Fem!wife!reader)

Swooning (Thomas Shelby x Fem!Wife!reader)

The Telephone Operator (Thomas Shelby x Fem! Reader)

More Thorn than Rose (Thomas Shelby x Fem!Wife! Reader)

Earn Me ( Thomas Shelby x reader)

Earn Me (part two)

Tastes like gin (tommy shelby x wife!reader)

The Library (Tommy Shelby x fem!reader)

Hate (Thomas Shelby x reader)

Earn me (part three)

A comedy of errors (part two of the library)

The Cannoli (part three of the library, a prequel actually)

Earn Me (final part (4))

Hope (Tommy Shelby x widow!reader)

Objection (Tommy Shelby x fem!reader)

Spring (part two of hope)

Venus (tommy x mistress!reader)

Objection (part 2)

Objection (part 3)

The Curse (Tommy x Wife!reader/ fem!reader x Ada)

What is a man? (Tommy x gender neutral!reader)

The Taste of Freedom (Tommy x fem!reader)

Undeserving(Tommy x wife!cheating!reader)

Self-employed (Tommy x fem!secret agent!reader)

Doorstep (Tommy x fem!reader)

Secret (Tommy x male!reader)

Asi es la Vida (Tommy x latin american fem!reader)

Blood Red Lips (Tommy x witch!reader)

Man-eater (tommy x eldritch horror!reader, series) (cw: mentions of cannibalism)

Greta's Brother (tommy x Greta's Brother!reader)

Her eyes shone like diamonds (tommy x fem!reader)

Valentine’s Day (Thomas Shelby x wife!reader)

Nights on the January (Tommy x fem!reader)

Through the window (part ii to Nights on the January)

Dad!Tommy fics

Gif by @samcoving

Six Years Old (Thomas Shelby & Florence Shelby)

The Shelby Boys (Thomas Shelby & Charles Shelby & Gabriel Shelby)

Diane Elizabeth (Thomas Shelby & Diane Shelby)

Glasses (Thomas Shelby & Florence Shelby)

College (Thomas Shelby & (reader)Florence Shelby)

In the bleak midwinter (Tommy x wife!reader welcome twins)

Luca Changretta

Gif by @artedimichelangelo

Tesoro (Luca Changretta x fem!wife! Sheltered! Reader)

Great in Red (part two of Tesoro)

The things we do for love (part three of Tesoro)

The Witch (Luca Changretta x witch!fem!reader)

Die of Love (Luca Changretta x Shelby sister!reader)

The Witch (part II)

Anger (Luca x Misstress!reader, age gap)

The Lake (luca x fem!Italian!reader)

Lighting Strike (Dark!Luca x Reader)

The Fabulous Miss Shelby (luca x Shelby sister) part 1

The Fabulous Miss Shelby (part 2)

Leonardo (dad!Luca x wife!reader)

Michael Gray

Gif by @michaelgreys

The Secretary (Michael Gray x fem!spy!reader)

The Bath (Michael Gray x fem!nanny!reader)

The Bath (part II)

Glasses are sexy (Michael Gray x wife!reader)

The bath (part iii)

Finn Shelby

Gif by @bonniebirddoesgifs

Sleeping Beauty (Finn Shelby x Fem!reader)

Drinks (Finn Shelby x Fem!Reader)

Henry's Sister (Finn x Michael’s foster sister! Reader) part 1

Arthur Shelby

Gif by @becomeablade

Domestic (Arthur Shelby x male!reader)

Isiah Jesus

Gif by @twvstedsouls

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The Intern (part two)

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You're my Private now, Dumbass

The misstress: So, I had to split this is two, maybe three parts becuase of how long it is. But I hope you like it!

Summary: I decided to join the Marines in efforts to spite a certain blonde Gunnery Sergeant. Little did I know he'd taken an intense desire for me.

CW: Dom!Bakugou, Sub!F reader Light Bondage, Blindfolds, Vibrators ,Shower Sex, Masturbation in Shower, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex (M & F receiving), Vaginal Sex, Sex Toys , Daddy Kink, Primal Play, Praise, Degradation, Counting, Usage of the nickname "Princess"

Word count: 6.7K

Art credits: my friend Rhaenys

Alternate Universe - No Quirks (My Hero Academia)

I walked around aimlessly within the large ballroom that my college had to host the career fair in. I felt slightly overwhelmed by all the booths and panels around me. I was just a general studies major. The jack of all trades, yet master of none. I did not know where I belonged. I glanced over at a booth that held many colorful posters boasting about Telemarketing and how it would be the future of the world and couldn’t help but to scoff slightly.

‘Even I know a cheap hack job when I see one.’ A flash of camo caught my eye and I blinked owlishly at the panel near the center of the crowd. I could barely make any of it out due to the massive swarm of females that were blocking the view, but I did manage to see that it was two men standing in military uniforms. One was cute and had long, bright red hair that was tied up into a neat bun at the nape of his neck, kind red eyes, and a friendly smile. The other was a rather handsome man with short cropped yet still spikey blonde hair with an undercut design. His sleeves were tightly rolled up to show off muscular and heavily tattooed arms. His narrowed red eyes seemed to pierce right through anyone who dared to look into them.

I was fidgeting as I read the banner. “The Marines”. I was always a bit hesitant about joining a military branch even though I came from a military family and was a rather strong willed girl. I was graduating soon and did need to find a job, that was the whole reason why I was here at this career fair, but to join such a battle hardened company like the Marines? Did I really want to commit to this? I jumped when a gruff voice called out to me.

“Oi, Dumbass?” The blonde called out.

I looked around for a few seconds before pointing at myself with a confused look. ‘I know this asshole...’

The blonde shot me a cheeky grin as he crossed his arms and motioned for me to move closer. “Yeah, I’m talking to you, Dumbass. Are you going to keep standing over there like a weak little Princess? Or do you want to join the Marines?” He was testing me, I could feel it. He wanted to see if I could handle the disrespect that would come out of the mouth of a Drill Instructor.

With a renewed fire in my eyes, I pushed a girl out of my way and squared up to the blonde. “Who do you think you are?”

“Gunnery Sergeant Katsuki Bakugou.” He said smugly, his lips curled up into a smirk that I wanted to smack off his face. “So what’ll it be, Dumbass? You think you got what it takes to be a marine?”

I crossed my arms over my chest, a sneer on my face as I stared him directly in the eyes. “Depends, Gunny, can you handle me being in the marines? They don’t usually let Drill Instructors be recruiters.” I smiled when his eyes widened slightly in surprise at my knowledge. I was a proud Military brat so I knew the lingo and the attires. I spotted the wide large brown brimmed hat that all Drill Instructors would wear during boot camp.

Katsuki smiled as he leaned forward slightly, towering over the small woman standing in front of him. “Not bad for a dumbass.” He then reached for the pamphlet resting on the table that separated us. “Fill this out and come by the office when you’re done. I’ll make a woman out of you, Recruit.”

“I’m already too much woman for you, Gunnery Sergeant.” I took the pamphlet from his hands, but I did not expect him to grab my wrists and pull me as close as he could with the table separating us.

“Careful, Recruit. I may just end up being your Drill Instructor. And I won’t go easy on a dumbass like you.” His warm breath fanned over me, causing a blush to tint my face.

Carefully, I took my wrist back, but only because I knew he allowed me to. (His grip was strong and his hands were so large compared to my thin wrists). I curled my lips up into a catty smile as I began to walk away, making sure I did a perfect half-right turn like my dad taught me. “Only time will tell, Sir. I will see you in the Recruiter’s office at 0800 sharp tomorrow.” I gave the blonde a perfect salute before walking away.

Bakugou watched the small woman walk away from the booth, a smirk twitching at his lips. He crossed his arms back over his chest as he leaned back against the wall as his eyes followed her. She was certainly a bratty little future recruit. He’d enjoy breaking her down and making her cry once she was in his company boot camp. He nudged his partner who was flirting with some random girl. “Oi, shitty hair.”

Kirishima rolled his eyes as he excused himself from the girl he was talking about. “Sir?” He grimaced slightly at calling his best friend so formally, but Bakugou was a higher rank than he was. He frowned when he noticed that the blonde was watching the young woman he’d just handed a pamphlet to. But then a smile crossed his face as a thought struck him. “You want to break her, don’t you?”

“Make sure she’s in my company once her profile is complete, Kirishima.” Katsuki said as he pivoted on his right foot in a clean half right and walked off without another word. He would break the brattiness out of that cute future recruit. He licked his lips in anticipation of seeing her again the following morning for her interview. “You really think you’re too much woman for me, Princess? We will see indeed.”

-0-0-0

I woke the next day at 0715 and quickly got ready for my interview with that cocky asshole of a Marine Recruiter. When I had told my dad over the phone that I had decided to join the Marines, he’d scoffed while making a joke about how his “Squid-raised” daughter was turning into the enemy branch. I knew that my father was holding out on the dream that I would follow in his footsteps and join the Navy, but that just never called out to me like the Marines did. A little evil voice in the back of my head told me that I was only interested because of the Gunnery Sergeant.

“Hell no, I’m not joining for that bastard!” I slapped my hands against my cheeks as I finished washing my face and brushed my teeth. I decided to wear one of my dad’s Navy t-shirts and a pair of cute denim shorts that showed off my legs and hugged my figure quite nicely. As I looked myself over in the mirror, I realized what I was doing. I growled, “Dammit! I am not attracted to that man!” I checked my watch and saw that it was 0745. I needed to leave now to be on time cause in the military being early meant you’re on time, on time means you’re late. And I was not about to give that man the satisfaction of calling me out on practicality.

Got into my car and drove to the recruiter’s office in less than five minutes. Double checking to make sure I had everything I needed to sign up, I got out. Walking up to the office, I drew in a deep calming breath to calm my suddenly frayed nerves. What was I nervous about? It was just a meeting to talk over my enlistment. I may not even run into that cocky blonde asshole of a Gunny. Glancing down at my watch, I saw that it was 0755 and I needed to get inside or I’d be late.

Opening the door, I was greeted with a friendly smile. “Hey there! You must be the new recruit, Bakugou was going on about yesterday.” It was the redhead that was at the career fair. “I’m Sergeant Eijiro Kirishima, nice to meet you.” He reached out with a hand as a greeting.

I returned his kind smile with one of my own. At least this one was not a cocky sonovbitch like that Gunny Katsuki Bakugou. “Nice to meet you, sir. I’m-”

Kirishima raised his hand to stop me as he grinned widely. “Oh, I already know your name, but for now, I’m just gonna call you, Tiny” He laughed when I gave him an annoyed look. What was with these Marine buffoons and never wanting to call new recruits by their real names?

I let out a huff and crossed my arms before walking over to the desk where Kirishima was standing next to. Looking up at him curiously when I noticed that he had yet to sit down, I arched a brow. “Aren’t you going to conduct my interview, Sergeant?” I nearly jumped out of my skin when someone suddenly clamped a firm hand on my shoulder.

“Oi, Dumbass, you really came.”

My annoyance increased tenfold when I recognized that voice behind me. A quickly grabbed the hand on my shoulder and tried to remove it. I failed when he tightened his grip on me, causing me to grimace slightly. “Oh, course I came, Gunnery Sergeant. I am interested in becoming a Marine.”

Bakugou squeezed her shoulder tightly once more before moving to sit down in the chair behind the desk. His vermillion eyes scanned over the small woman staring just as intensely as he was at her. “You’re dismissed, Kirishima. I’ve got this one.” He growled when his subordinate tried to protest slightly. “I said you’re dismissed, Sergeant! Don’t make me repeat myself, shitty hair!”

Kirishima was a bit surprised at how possessive Bakugou was towards this recruit. Usually they would share new female recruits, but it would seem as if Katsuki had no intention of letting this one go. Looking back over at the short woman sitting in the chair, Kirishima sighed out dejectedly. She was a cute little thing, too. “Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.” Giving his commanding officer a salute and retreated to the back room.

“You enjoyed asserting your authority, didn’t you?” I said, rolling my eyes when he smirked down at him. I crossed my arms over my chest in an attempt to seem indifferent to him and that cocky ass smile on his face. When that did not work, I leaned over and grabbed my paperwork to hand to Bakugou. My back stiffened when his fingers grazed over mine when he took the packet from me. I quickly snatched my hand back and held it to my chest, my heart racing slightly.

Katsuki smirked as he looked down at the girl. She was being so coy now that they were the only ones in the room. He scanned over her attire and frowned when he noticed that she was wearing a navy T-shirt. Flipping through her paperwork, he saw that her father is a Navy veteran. “Tch, your dad was a Squid, no wonder you’re such a brat, Dumbass.”

I let out a huff at the name he called me. “Look here asshole, do not insult my dad.” He could talk down about me all he liked, but no one and I meant no one was allowed to talk shit about my dad. Glancing back up at him, I drew in a sucking breath when I saw that he was staring at me with a predatory gleam in his eyes. Like he was the hunter and I was the prey. “You don’t scare me, Sir. I am a Navy brat and I know how you Marines are.”

Bakugou crossed his fingers and placed them under his nose, tilting his head slightly. “Who said I want you to be afraid, little recruit?” His eyes never left hers and he could see the confusion wavering in those eyes of her’s. Eyes of a bratty little prey that he wanted to put in her place. “Anyway, Dumbass, why do you want to join?” He stared at her intently, carefully judging her as she took in another breath.

“Sir, I come from a heavily influenced Military family. My dad was part of the Navy, mother from the Air Force and I have two brothers, both in the Coast Guard.” I answered, never breaking away from his predatory gaze even though I wanted to shy away, but I never back down from a challenge. “I am a strong willed person who can handle anything dished out to me and I will never back down from a challenge. I will serve my country beyond my abilities.”

A feral looking smile spread over the Gunny’s lips as he placed his hands down on the desk, long fingers splayed. “Never back down from a challenge, eh?” He rose to his feet slowly, his eyes locked with the girl’s as he watched her shrink back when he stood to his full height. His smile curled up more when she hopped out of her seat as he stalked closer to her. “Little recruit, I thought you said you don’t back down?”

I could feel my body starting to tremble as I took several steps back to avoid the blonde as he advanced on me. I felt like a rabbit waiting to be devoured by a hungry wolf. It was not until my back touched the wall did I realize that I was trapped. “Sir, what are you doing?” My breath hitched when he slammed his hands against either side of my head and my hand came up to clutch at my chest. Why did I feel so small around him right now?

“Come now, little recruit.” He said as he leaned down on his elbows, his hot breath fanning out over his captive’s face. “Where are those nerves of steel you had yesterday? I can see you trembling. All talk no bite, Dumbass?” Bakugou reached out and cupped her chin in his fingers, tilting her face upward so that she was staring into his eyes. “Or was all that the Squid in you. You were such a little brat.” He slid his knee in between her legs, pressing up against her crotch.

A small whimper left my throat as I tried to turn my head away from him. “Sir, this is inappropriate.”

Bakugou leaned in closer, his scent overpowering her senses. “What is, Princess?” His lips were just a breath away before he pulled away with a cocky laugh. He moved his knee away from her legs and moved to sit back at his desk. “I like you, little recruit.” Katsuki folded his hands under his nose once more as he analyzed the young woman. Her face was still slightly flushed and her hand still clutched her chest while the other was pressed tightly against the wall. “I’ll schedule your swearing in for next month.” He grabbed a pen and began filling out some information in a small folder that was next to her paperwork.

I blinked in confusion. What the fuck just happened? Did he do all of this just to fluster me? I could feel my anger start to get the best of me as I marched over to where the arrogant male sat and pointed my finger at him. “You ass! Don’t you ever pull some shit like that ever again. I am not some little toy that you can play with.” His laugh caught me off guard.

“On the contrary, little recruit. Once you’re in boot camp, heh, your ass is mine.” His eyes narrowed in challenge as he dared her to question him.

My eyes narrowed in challenge, glaring at him. “I belong to no one, sir. Just try to make me.” With those words said, I gathered my things and exited the building. “I will see you at training, Gunnery Sergeant Bakugou.”

-0-0-0

The following month seemed to fly by. I had spent time with my family and friends as they all prepared themselves for my inevitable departure to Parris Island, South Carolina. I hadn’t heard anything from that arrogant ass Katsuki Bakugou since that incident at the recruiter’s office. My face still flushed every time I thought about how close he was to me. I could literally smell the bitter chocolate scent of the cologne he wore and feel his hot breath against my lips. I quickly slapped my cheeks. “Get it together, girl! You do not want that asshole! He insulted Dad.” But an evil sounding voice in the back of my head told me that I indeed did want the blonde and wanted him bad.

“Fuck it all to hell.” I cursed when my phone started ringing loudly on my desk. Who could be calling me? I told everyone that I would be busy this week in preparation of me swearing into the Marines. Glancing down at the screen, I saw that it was a number I did not recognize. “Hello?”

“Oi, Dumbass. You ready for departure?”

I instantly pulled the phone away from my ear as shock registered on my face. How in the hell...Oh? The paperwork had my number on it. “With all due respect Sir, kindly fuck off, I’m busy.”

“Is that any way to talk to the man who changed your life?” His voice was a slight mocking sounding laugh.

My blood was boiling. I could not stand this arrogant man! Screw what that evil little voice said. “Get off my line, Gunny.” I then promptly hung up in his face. Feeling quite satisfied with what I had done. I got back to work with filling out all the appropriate paperwork I would need for swearing in. I felt mentally prepared, now to work on my physical condition. I considered myself rather fit, as I did go to the gym about four times a week and go to a high intensity cardio class twice a week. But I knew that the training under the Drill Instructors was going to be brutal as they weed out the weaklings and only accept the mentally, emotionally, and physically strong.

I dug around my closet for my workout mat and quickly began doing multiple sets of push-ups, sit-ups, burpees, jumping jacks, up and down planks and other various workouts. Once I was done, I decided that I would go for a run knowing that running was going to be a huge part of everything especially during phases one through three. Grabbing my phone, headphones and fitbit, I left my apartment.

Running felt good. The air was cool with the approach of fall and although I dreaded doing all this training during the winter, I knew that it would only motivate me to work even harder. I knew that I would have to run both a 5k and 8K hike during week one so I pushed myself to run at least a 10K, making sure that I stuck to more off road trails to simulate the uneven terrain that was going to be the beaten path.

Sweat ran down my body by the time I was finished and I was exhausted. But I felt amazing. I accomplished my goal of running a 10K hike. It only took the whole month! And just in time too. I swore in in three days. Meaning...I’d have to see Katsuki Bakugou again due to him being my recruiter. I was dreading that. I hoped he would behave himself in front of my family. Only the Gods knew with that man.

After reaching my apartment, I quickly hopped in the shower to wash the sweat and grime off of my body. I loved getting clean, but I knew after I swore in it would only be a matter of time until I would not be able to enjoy such long hot showers for about thirteen weeks. ‘Ugh, I’m so not looking forward to that part of boot camp.’ I reached for my favorite shampoo and washed my hair quickly before rinsing off and getting out. Wrapping a towel around myself I left the bathroom and laid out on my bed. “I am making the right choice, right, Dad?” My eyes felt heavy as sleep overcame me.

-0-0-0

I drew in a calming breath as I tried to not fidget with the bottom of my skirt. Today was the day. Today was my swearing in and then I would get my departure date. I could only hope that they would wait a few months so I could spend more time with my family. My dad’s health was not the best after years of working on the Navy Ship’s engines and I wanted to be close to him for a bit longer.

“You nervous, Squirt?” I heard my dad call out as his hand landed on mine to give it a comforting squeeze. “You can always back out and join the Navy like your old man?”

Laughing at my dad’s attempt to have me change branches like he’s been doing since I told him I was enlisting in the Marines. “No, Dad. For the last time, I’m not joining the Navy just so you can brag to your buddies that your little girl is following in your footsteps.” I flashed him a reassuring smile. “I really do want to join the Marines and serve this country beyond my own expectations. I won’t let the Drill Instructors intimidate me into quitting.”

“Is that right, little recruit?”

My back crawled at the sound of that, now, very familiar gruff voice that could only belong to Katsuki Bakugou. “Gunnery Sergeant Bakugou,” I placed a fake smile on my face as I extended my hand out for him to take. “How are you today, sir?”

Bakugou stared at her extended hand for a few moments before arching a blonde brow. “That is not how you greet a commanding officer.” His lips curled up into a snarky smile when she blushed and quickly tried to change her greeting to a salute. “Calm down, recruit. You’re not at boot camp yet.” He glanced over at her family that had come to witness her swear in ceremony. “You must be the family she boasted so much about. I’m Gunnery Sergeant Katsuki Bakugou, the man who’s stealing your daughter away.”

I sucked my teeth at the way he said that last line. He was not stealing me away! Crossing my arms over my chest I rose to my feet and introduced my family. “Sir, This is my Dad, a retired Petty Officer 3rd Class. My mother, a retired Senior Airwoman.” I smiled as I glanced down at my two brothers. They were the ones who were most excited for me to enlist in the Marines, although they hated the fact their little sister was stronger than them. “And these are my brothers, both Lieutenants in the Coast Guard.”

Dad rose to his feet and gripped Katsuki’s extended hand and clapped him on the back. “Nice to meet the recruiter that managed to convert my Squid raised daughter to enlist?”

Bakugou returned the gesture, clapping the older man’s back. “Likewise.” He cut his eyes over towards his little recruit and signaled with his head for them to follow after him. “If you’ll follow after me, I’ll take you to where the swearing in ceremony will be held after that she will learn her departure date.” He shot the young woman a smirk that he thought only she could see, but father’s watchful eyes caught it.

My back stiffened when I saw the smile that was sent my way. Cocky asshole. I blinked when my dad grabbed my hand and squeezed it. Did he see the look Bakugou gave me? No. I shook my head. He could not have or he would have said something to my brothers. We followed the Gunnery Sergeant to the back room where there were three other people there waiting to be sworn in as well.

The ceremony lasted about thirty minutes and we were allowed to take pictures afterward. Mom cried when she heard me recite my oath, my brothers were grinning as they watched me salute the General, and Dad simply was watching Katsuki with a stern look on his face, but clapped when the ceremony ended. After everything ended, I followed the General to sign my contract that would bind me to the Marines for a minimum of four years if I did not fail boot camp.

Katsuki leaned back against the wall, his eyes following after his little recruit as he watched her sign the papers that would allow him to do whatever he wanted for thirteen weeks. Sure he’ll have to pull a few strings and get yelled at by his superiors, but he would make sure that she would be put into his platoon and that he would be her drill instructor. He grunted when someone placed their hand on his shoulder and he noticed that it was the retired squid. “Can I help you, sir?”

“You’ve been staring intently at my daughter for a while now, Gunny.” Dad replied quietly, not to alert his sons of the situation. “What are you planning with her?”

“Heh, with all due respect, sir, what I have planned for my training of making your daughter into the perfect Marine soldier is private information.” He said with a slight smirk, his heavily tattooed arms crossed over his chest with a blonde brow raised. “But I promise you she’ll be in good hands, sir.” His smile widened just a bit at the double meaning to his words that seemed to calm her father. If only he really knew of the plans he had for the little dumbass.

-0-0-0

A month. I was given only another month to spend with my family. I finished school and graduated top of my class. And now I was spending my last few days of civilian life in my apartment. I had already prepared myself for the nearly three months away from family and friends. I told my landlord that this would be my last week here and she was kind enough to let me stay rent free for this last month.

I packed my rucksack with only the necessary items i.e. travel sized things that will only get tossed after receiving week. I sighed as I remembered my Dad’s words. He told me to be careful around Gunny Bakugou and he really did not have to tell me that. I was already going to avoid him like the plague although that little voice in the back of my head told me I liked this game of cat and mouse I was playing with Katsuki. ...And it was right. The more I tried to deny my attraction to the blonde the stronger it got. But I would not let him distract me from my goal.

Deciding to go for one last run before I was shipped off to South Carolina, I grabbed my phone and headphones and took off.

-0-0-0

It was time. I was on the long white bus heading towards Parris Island. It was late at night and most of the other recruits were trying to get the last bit of sleep that they could, but I could not. My nerves were too frayed. What if Katsuki was my Drill Instructor? But he’s also my recruiter? Is there not some military code that disallows that? I buried my hands into my hair and pulled. “Ugh! Stupid asshole!”

“Woah, Doll face, what’s got you so uptight?”

I turned at the sound of the voice and saw that it came from a young man with bright red hair and stunning turquoise eyes. I sighed and removed my hands from my head, before shaking it. “It’s nothing that concerns you.” I frowned when I realized that he had called me a mouse. “And who are you calling a doll face, redhead?”

He chuckled as he lifted his hands in surrender. “Sorry, bad habit of mine to give cute girls nicknames. “I’m Touya Todoroki, but a girl like yourself gets to call me Dabi.” he sent her a flirty wink and smirk.

Rolling my eyes, I held out my hand for him to shake. “Nice to meet you, Dabi.” My eyes widened slightly at the sight of the nasty burn scars that lined up his arms and I could not stop the gasp that left me. Realizing what I had done, I started apologizing immediately. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to stare.”

Dabi cracked a slow smile that pulled at the corners of his cheeks. “No worries, Baby girl. I’ve got more scars if you wanna oogle them too.” He laughed when she punched him on the arm. Grimacing playfully as he rubbed the sore spot her strike caused, Dabi was slightly surprised at her strength. “Damn, Doll face, you’re strong.”

I sent him a smile and started to reply when the bus came to a startling halt, nearly causing me to be ejected from my seat. My heart began to beat a mile a minute when the first gruff voices of the Drill Instructors began barking out demands for us to get off the bus. I quickly made a beeline for the center aisle because rule number one of boot camp: Never be the last person off the bus. You will get slayed. I felt bad for leaving Touya behind but it was every person for themselves from now on. As I rushed to get into formation I ran into something solid.

“Watch where the fuck you’re going, Private!”

A chill went down my spine as I immediately recognized the voice. It belonged to the one man I both was dreading and elated to see. Gunnery Sergeant Katsuki Bakugou. Steeling my face into a neutral expression with a blank look in my eyes, I saluted, “Sir, I apologize, sir!” I withheld a gasp of surprise when his hands snaked out and grabbed me by the waist and pulled me closer. Damn him! He was using the rush of chaos that was receiving week to camouflage what he was planning.

Bakugou pulled his prey closer to him, slightly thankful that Kaminari, Kirishima, and Sero were his fellow underlings and would turn a blind eye to what he was doing to his new little private. “I told you, Dumbass. Your ass is mine now.” His hands tightened around her waist when she tried to pull away. “Oh no, Princess. You’re not getting away that easily.”

I kept a blank face as I tried to pull away from his strong grip. “Sir, I’d like to get to in-processing now.” A blush lit up my face when his finger dug into my flesh and yanked me even closer to his chest. I placed my hands against him to prevent my face from colliding with him. Big mistake on my part. I nearly melted from the feeling of those strong muscles of his under my fingertips. ‘Fucking hell...Muscles are my weakness...’ I shook my head when I felt my expression trying to change. “Sir, I am asking you to let me go through in-processing. It is very late and will take a very long time with how many of us there were on the bus.”

“Tch...” Katsuki scoffed as he knew his time was running out. Kirishima and the others would not be able to buy him much more time. “Okay, Dumbass. You go do your in-processing, but remember for the next thirteen weeks, heh, I’ve got plans for you, Princess. Got it, Private?” He said in a commanding voice, smirking as he knew that she would have to do everything he said. When she replied with a dry “Aye, sir.”, Bakugou grabbed her wrist. “One more thing, Private.” Twirling her around, he pressed his lips against hers in an intense, passionate kiss.

What. The. Actual. Fuck. That was all that was going through my mind as I felt the Gunny’s lips on mine. My heart was racing a mile a minute as I debated whether I wanted to grab that blonde head of hair and pull him closer or to bite his lip to get him the fuck off of me. His tongue took advantage of my open mouth and snuck inside to wrap around my own. A low soft moan rumbled in the back of my throat at his flavor. Bakugou tasted surprisingly sweet like he had eaten some kind of caramel candy. But before I could respond, he pulled away with a smirk on his face.

Bakugou released the stunned woman with a sly look on his face. He ran his tongue over his lips slowly. “I’ll be taking a lot more than a kiss next time, little Dumbass.”

-0-0-0

For the next few weeks, I’ve been on my toes whenever Bakugou was around. There were a few times where he’d managed to trap me. Each time kissing me and his hands wandering a bit further each time. I could feel myself anticipating his next attempt and was starting to lose focus on my training. I’ve gotten slain so many times by other Drill Instructors that my muscles were beyond exhausted. I even got my whole platoon slain due to me laughing at something Dabi had said. And it was by Bakugou no less.

I had let out a very short, barely there laugh when Dabi commented on how Kaminari seemed to always go into a stupid daze when Jirou was around. My back immediately stiffened when I heard Katsuki call out my last name with a certain sternness to his voice. I’ve learned to differentiate the tones to his voice. That level of sterness was meant as a warning for me. As those vermillion colored eyes landed on me, I knew what was about to happen and sent Dabi a mental apology.

“Private Todoroki, want to tell me what was so goddamn funny that this little dumbass had to laugh?” Bakugou stepped up to the redhead’s face, their noses nearly touching as he glared into the man’s blue eyes.

Dabi said nothing as he rolled his eyes. “It was nothing, Sir. Just said an observation, Sir.” He scooted back discreetly and moved just a bit closer to the woman he’s set his sights on.

Bakugou eyed the new recruit standing way too close to his prey. The smug looking bastard had the audacity to question him! "Oi, Burnt looking bitch, you will respect my authority! And I'm giving you orders to shut the hell up!" An evil smile crossed his lips and a vile thought entered his mind. Time to slay them. “Better yet!!” He yelled, his eyes gleaming as he witnessed the slight shoulder drop of the whole platoon. "Too easy. Half right face! Front leaning rest position! In cadence! Move!" Bakugou watched with mild glee as he watched the frustrated look on his Princess's face as he slowly counted out each up and down movement, making sure to make them wait for thirty seconds on the up. 'Maybe that will teach her to be so close to that burnt asshole.'

I groaned as I did the push ups as the Gunny crossed his arms, staring down at me. He was purposely slowing down the count and was also not counting certain ones. He then made us do Iron walks all the way back to the barracks. My legs and thighs were screaming at this point and all I wanted to do was shower and lay down to prepare for the next day. Because tomorrow was the start of swim week. I’ve up put with Katsuki’s slow burn torture for over a month now. And I’ve caught myself thinking about him way too often.

Sure, he was an insufferable asshole, but he was an asshole with the softest pairs of lips and the most sinful of touches. I knew the next time he’d caught me in a trap, I may just break and give into his seduction. I was starting to like the Gunnery Sergeant and I knew I was tempting fate because he would soon be my superior (which I think he’d like due to his superiority complex), but I did not care. That little voice in the back of my head was right. I did want him.

I waited until I was able to be the last person to take a shower and let the lukewarm water soothe my aching body. It did not help that all those teasing touches Bakugou does is leaving me with pent up desires. That was the main downside of being a woman in boot camp, there was no way to relieve any type of tension. The guys could make jack off socks, but us women were out of luck. ...But I had to try. I needed to release some of this pressure that the Gunny had built up in me or else I’d go insane.

Peaking my head out of the shower, I scanned the area and saw that there were only a few loose stragglers. I had a few minutes before Jirou came in to make sure the entire bay was in bed. So, I needed to be quick. Softly, I trailed my fingers along the front of my body, skimming over my nipples and tugging at them briefly. I tried to mimic the way Katsuki’s rough fingers would touch me. I twisted at the a bit more roughly than I would usually and had to bite back the loud moan that escaped. “Yes...” I hissed. “Katsuki...”

Knowing that my time was coming to an end, I quickly touched my slickened slit and rubbed at the hard bundle of nerves. I was grateful for the water as it made it easier for me to quickly glide my fingers into my quivering hole. I rode my fingers hard as I tried to bring myself to completion before Drill Instructor Jirou caught me still in the shower with my fingers up my cunt. Within minutes I came, my legs shaking as I let out a broken sounding moan of Bakugou’s name.

My embarrassment was instant. I quickly cleaned up and washed everything within seconds. I could not believe I just did that while thinking about Katsuki Bakugou no less! But...I could feel the heat swimming in my cheeks, I could not deny it anymore. I wanted him. “Fuck...” I whispered as I got out of the shower and dried off. I changed into my PTs for bed and hurried out. I just barely made it to my bunk when the Drill Instructor came in. My eyes widened when I realized that it was not Jirou as usual but Katsuki.

Bakugou walked into the barracks, his hands behind his back as he scanned over the beds. His slow methodical footsteps echoed through the bay area. He was on a prowl, looking for anyone who dared to have anything out of place, but he was also seeking out a certain little Princess who got a bit naughty. He’d overheard her little escapade while she was in the shower. Hearing his little recruit moan out his name in that sweet voice of hers was such a goddamn turn on. He stopped when he reached the foot of her bunk.

I quickly closed my eyes and tried to feint sleep when I heard Bakugou’s boots stop at my bed. Sweet mercy, I prayed that he did not by chance hear me outside the barracks. Even if the water was loud enough to muffle my cry from the inside, I knew that I was in the shower closest to the window. My face grew even hotter when I felt the tips of his fingers graze the top of my feet before slowly moving upward. I struggled to remain still even as those firm caresses reached my upper thighs. By the time I felt them ghosting over my sex, I was already wet again.

The Gunney smirked down at his captive, happy for the darkness of the barracks to conceal him and that she had chosen the last bunk. “You naughty little private.” His voice rumbled from his chest as he leaned down to growl in her ear. “Were you fucking touching yourself while thinking about me?” Bakugou chuckled as he watched her face scrunch up in embarrassment. He moved his fingers to cup her sex through the blanket, grinding his palm against her clit and causing her to gasp out. “Quiet, Dumbass. Don’t want the others to hear you.” His lips curled into an evil little smirk. “Not quite how I’d imagine hearing you moan my name for the first time but, heh, it was fucking hot, Princess.”

I let out a quiet whimper when he pressed his hand down harder against my dripping sex. Fuck, I wanted him to touch me directly and not over these blankets. I wanted him to kiss me so I could taste more of that sweet caramel flavor of his favorite candy on his tongue. I wanted to run my fingers through those soft looking blonde spikes as he took advantage of me. “Sir...” I let out a soft whisper before he placed a finger against my lips.

“Soon, Private, very soon.” The look on his face held the promise as his crimson eyes bore down into hers. “You will be mine. Until then how about I give you a little sample of what’s to come?” He arched a blonde brow as his lips curled up into a feral smirk at her confused look on her face. Bakugou curled his fingers inward, digging them into her center. “Do you want it, Princess?”

My body was visibly shaking with anticipation. I wanted to touch him so badly, but my hands were spasming under the sheets from his hot touch. “Yes, sir, I want it, please.” My voice came out in a breathy plea. I wanted, no I needed more. To feel him, to touch him, to become one with him. Although I knew that Katsuki would not be a gentle lover. I’ve experienced his hard touches so much that my body is used to them. I saw the slow smirk that spread over his lips at my nod. And then the sound of a zipper echoed in my ears. ‘He wouldn’t?!’

Katsuki watched the surprised look on her face as he tugged down his zipper. He leaned over and pressed his lips against hers as he pulled out his semi-hard cock. His hand stroked down the length, his mind replaying the sound of her sweet voice calling out his name. He felt himself harden fully as his eyes slid closed and swept his tongue between her parted lips. His fingers grinded harder over her clothed crotch as he stroked himself faster, smearing his pre-cum around the thick, swollen head. “Fuck, you’re such a naughty little Princess.”

I wanted to touch him. I wanted to touch him so badly. Even in the darkness of the barracks I could tell that Katsuki was long and thick. Fuck. I let out another moan muffled by his kiss. Slowly to not draw attention to myself, I reached out for him. I felt him jump in surprise when my nails grazed the tip of his cock before my hand wrapped around the thick shaft. I was right. The Gunny was thick, so thick that my hand could barely wrap around it fully. I stroked him firmly as his tongue invaded my mouth, claiming me as his. I could feel his pre-cum smearing over my hand with each upward pull.

To say he was surprised that his little private touched him was not the furthest from the truth. He had slowly been training her to respond to his touches. But damn did it feel great to have her small, yet rough hand on his cock stroking him so earnestly. He pulled away from her sweet lips to let out a grunt as he felt his release coming. “Damn it, Private. You’re trying to milk me for all I’ve got?” Katsuki wanted to rip that thin blanket off of her and shove his hand down her shorts to touch her directly, but he knew that she would scream out if he did that. And he did not want Jirou to catch him inside the women’s barracks this late when all he was supposed to do was a bed check. He curled his fingers in deeper, pressing them tightly against her throbbing clit while he cut off her gasp with his mouth pressing against hers.

The rush of liquid that left me when his strong fingers ran over my sensitive nerves made me dizzy and I could barely register the wet feeling of his cum against the top of my fist. As I was reveling in my high, I came to a realization. He’d made me cum without touching me directly. This man was the devil. I pulled my hand away when he moved away from my mouth. If he wanted to be a devil, then I can show him a demoness. “Itadakimasu.” While looking him directly in the eyes, I stuck out my tongue and licked my hand clean. I was surprised at how sweet it tasted. He must eat plenty of fruits as well as that sweet caramel candy he loved.

Bakugou’s eyes widened briefly before a feral grin overtook his features. “Not bad at all, Princess.”

Part 2--->Next

#bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki x you #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou x you #bakugou x reader #katsuki smut #bakugou smut #bakugo smut #bakugou katsuki #bakugo katuski x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugou #playing nice💋

[enbyprentiss]

If you write smut then can you do one where emily and jj totally dominate sub!female!reader

this is my first time writing for characters that aren’t spencer so pls be nice!! (and also my first time writing wlw smut, which is surprising considering I fall in love w/ every woman i’ve ever laid eyes on)

Pairing: Jemily x Fem!Reader

Warnings: use of nicknames Misstress, Miss, and Princess (Emily=Misstress, JJ=Miss, and Y/N=Princess), some degradation and praise, spanking, oral/fingering (female receiving obviously), light bondage, a color system for safety words, aftercare

Y/N wasn’t sure how she had been blessed with two incredible women who treated her like a princess. 

Emily and JJ had talked about adding a third for a while, and one day Emily met Y/N in a random sex shop. So, she tried her best to approach her in the most non-creepy way and much to her delight, she accepted the offer. 

It was very clear how much Em and JJ loved each other. And while their arrangement with Y/N was more casual, she still loved seeing the adoration they had for her in their eyes. The way they spoiled her, meeting her every desire and disciplining her when they saw fit. Of course, the punishments never really had an effect, she just loved them so much that she would act up on purpose. Today was one of those days. She had been flirting and teasing the both of them all day. Wearing oversized t-shirts around the apartment, so that you could see the outline of her breasts and partially exposed her ass when she bent over. She sat on JJ’s lap, brushing her fingers through her blonde locks, just grazing her lips, and getting up before it went any further. Emily finally had enough when Y/N began placing soft kisses against her neck and lifted her shirt to pool around her waist, exposing the red lace that barely covered her, before skipping away giggling. But Emily caught her by the wrist before she could get too far. 

“That’s it. Bedroom, brat.”

She knew that she should probably obey orders now, so she waltzed her way down the hall, twirling her hair around her finger and biting her lip in anticipation. A few minutes later, Emily and JJ entered the room. JJ grabbing a light pink rope from their special drawer, bounding Y/N’s wrists together before Emily threw her over both of their laps. 

“Are you ready for your punishment?”

“Yes, miss.”

“Color?”

“Green.”

“Good. And we shouldn’t hear any words, whines, whimpers, or moans from you. Stupid slut.”, Emily demanded, bringing her hand up and back down roughly. The pair took turns landing smacks, Y/N biting her lip so hard she nearly drew blood while they went up to 25. 

JJ helped her sit back up, kissing the tears that had escaped away, “I think you deserve a reward for being so good during punishment. Hm, princess?”

She nodded frantically and in a matter of seconds Emily had torn her underwear down and settled between her legs, smiling at the pool of wetness that had already formed, “Aw, you just wanted our attention, huh, baby?”

“Yes, Misstress.”, she was already falling apart as Emily kissed and nipped at her thighs, her lips barely grazing over where she wanted her most. Eventually, she gave in, switching between long strokes and kitten licks. 

JJ had settled with her legs on either side of Y/N’s face, demanding that she do everything Emily did to her. And she did her best, every whimper sending shock waves through JJ. Her downfall was Emily’s fingers slipping in her mixed with the suction on her clit. In result, she was left panting and moaning against JJ’s soft skin. 

JJ combed her fingers through Y/N’s hair gently, “Oh, come on, Princess, you can do better than that.”

She muttered a small ‘Sorry, Miss.’ before returning to her ministrations, soft curses and moans falling from JJ’s lips. She tore away again, accidentally edging the woman on top of her, “Can I cum, please, Misstress? Please, please, please?!”

“Not until you make JJ cum first.”

Y/N fully relied on her tongue due to her still bound wrists. Thrusting her tongue as far as it would go into JJ’s entrance, and sucking on her clit with as most suction that she could manage. She kept having to redirect her attention back to JJ instead of Emily’s fingers brushing up against the spot that made her squirm and trying to hold back her own orgasm. Thankfully, the skills she had developed made JJ peak above her. 

“Oh, yes! Such a good fucking girl.”, JJ had to practically pry Y/N off of her as she was eager from the praise. And now, her sheer focus was Emily who had a small smirk on her face.

“Can I cum now, please?”

“Please, who?”

“Please, Misstress?”

As soon as she got permission, her orgasm took over. Even stronger from holding back for so long, her thighs shaking slightly while Emily kept them spread apart, her eyes rolling back, and her moans turning to curses and small ‘thank you’s’. 

“Mm, doing such a good job for us, sweet girl.”, Emily echoed the previous praise slightly. Which only made Y/N want more, “Alright, don’t be greedy, princess.”

“Sorry, Mistress. I’ll be good from now on, promise.”

JJ untied her wrists and massaged them with sweet-scented lotion, “Don’t worry so much, sweetheart. You’re our best girl. Just need a little reminder sometimes.”

Emily sat next to her, stroking her hair and placing soft kisses all over her face. They always let Y/N stay over on nights like this, knowing that she needs comfort. So they tucked her under their incredibly soft blankets, that Y/N thought felt like clouds, and cuddled up against her on either side while they whispered sweet nothings to her until she fell under the spell of sleep. 

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[hanyohime]

 A Broken blade 🗡️ , Rainbow Children 🌈  🦋  and the Root of all Evil🌳

Yashahime Ep. 2 and Ep. 3 (preview) observations and altering theories:

So some of my previous theories were a bit off, like Towa’s sword being found because of some reaction to Setsuna’s Eye/Golden Pearl. However, it is still unclear if the sword itself has some special ability or if Towas Silver Pearl is projecting energy into it. We saw how in Ep. 2 her sword breaks on the Three Eyed Mistress, but in the Ep. 3 preview you can see her with the blue blade of light that was advertised in the promo posters. I do not think that this light is coming form the power of the pearl per se, as the glow from her eye is White/Silver but the energy emitting from the broken blade is Blue. I believe this light/energy is coming from Towa herself, from an unrealized power.

I have a theory that sword in its broken state is how she will rid or help  individuals possessed by the demonic roots. Perhaps she will even be cable to do this without having to kill the host directly, much like the Tensseiga and the demons of the underworld. I also have this idea that her sword will be able to cast things into the rainbow corridor because they have to get rid of the Three Eyed Mistress somehow in the next episode, but I don’t have much to go on that yet... I think the sword will eventually be repaired, I believe Moroha will direct Towa to someone in the past to repair the blade. It will most likley be the mystery character who is yet to have a name, as they are seen in the promo poster with a similarly wrapped weapon, just like Towas sword. I think it would be pretty cool if it remained broken and the blade is just this mysterious blue energy that projects out from the hilt.

Side note: Despite my initial theory being wrong, Towa does find the sword in modern times but it seems to be some sort of relic, perhaps from the Higurashi shrine? She says it belonged to Ashikaga Yoshiteru which, according to some google sleuthing, is one of the most prominent Shogun of the Muromachi period of Japan. In Ep. 1, we were introduced to the Deputy Shogun, Ogigayatsu Hiiraga Danjo. How I interpreted this information is that the Ogigayatsu this is just another clan within the Ashikaga or allied with them. It also says that the Ogigayatu clan is defeated by the Hojo clan, and  the Ashikaga clan was driven out of Kyoto by Oda Nobunaga. This means the girls will be in a time where there is a lot of clan conflicts, and sociopolitical problems in general. It was mentioned that the surrounding provinces (villages?) have been fighting, in the Ep. 1 flashback. 

In the preview for the next episode we see that Towa will be possessed by a demonic root parasite that attaches to her face, most likely to get a hold of the Silver Pearl. I believe this thing was attached to the Three Eyed Mistress and is perhaps what caused her to rampage the local villages. There are a couple points in Ep. 2 where she begins to glow purple, much like the demon/creatures the girls are facing off with in the opening song. This makes me believe Root Head, who appears to be anchored to the sacred tree, must sprout root like creatures to do his bidding around the surrounding villages. This is quite worrisome as it seems that no one will be safe from these parasites. I have a feeling this will cause a lot of problems for the girls in their search for answers as they, and the company they keep, will be easy targets as they roam the land with 3 pearls. I bet stronger more fearsome demons could also be possessed in efforts to stop the girls from fixing the past, maybe even ones we are familiar with. Root Head could also be causing a lot of the clan conflicts in the surrounding villages, so that he can generate more fuel (AKA human heads) and gain more power. Yotsume, who I assume is working with Root Head, was already able to infiltrate one clan. Who knows if there aren't other allies of Root Head with other clan leaders, trying to spur on the blood shed. Just something to think about.

I believe The Three Eyes Misstress is most likely being used as a pawn to search for pearls, and it could be because of her strong ability to sense them? What I found very interesting was her saying that the pearl had demon powers, which makes me wonder about the theory of Kagome creating them. I believe she, as a priestess, would not have the ability to specifically create demonic pearls. So right now I am leaning more on the idea that they were already in existence beforehand. It also makes me wonder if the OG crew are sealed in them or they were thrown into the rainbow corrido like Towa was? But this doesn't explain where Sessomaru and Rin are if the twins have those pearls... but I’m not opposed to the idea that our beloved missing characters are in different time lines or realms in pearls form or not.

So it is now apparent that the pearls were created BEFORE the night of the fire as Towa, and presumably Sestuna, had the pearls in their eyes when they were very young. If Im going on the theory that Sesshomaru is the Silver Pearl and Rin is the Golden Pearl, something must have happened to them before the girls have the pearls, more in the past than we expected.

Another thing is that Towa mentions that they lived in the forest for a long time? I have noticed a lot of people interpret this as they lived alone in the forest, but in the english subtitles she simply states that they lived in the forest. I don’t necessarily think they were orphaned, someone had to have raised them and clothed them, but who?! Something else I noted was that Setsuna does not have her Monomoko with her when she is little, so it definitely is given to her after the fire. Does Sesshomaru save her? I have read some people suggesting that Sesshomaru may not even know he has daughters, but I don’t think this is likely because how would Setsuna receive her Mokomoko if she hadn't met him? The fandom have also been noting on how it was strange that these two girls ran around the forrest and there doesn't appear to be any demons around that may be threatening to them. I have a thought, perhaps this is an area that has been eradicated of demons from not only Inuyasha and crew, but Sesshomaru, so that his children can roam and live freely. I have a feeling that Sesshomaru will have more of a status role in the series, perhaps he reclaimed his fathers domain? I only think this because the girls are referred to as princesses, and why in a series that has put down half demons so much would they be addressed as such if it were not for their lineage? Something else that keeps nagging me is that perhaps the days of demons are coming to an end slowly? Or perhaps the scene below is an altered memory?

Another theory thats a bust is Moroha and Setsuna knowing each other, which is something I can not wrap my head around. How would these two girls who have such similar careers, never cross paths, and meet for the first time now after 10 years!? Although, I believe that Moroha meeting Setsuna for the first time and calling her “Setsu-chan” is what actually triggers the Golden Pearl in Setsuna’s eye to start glowing. Something about calling her by this nick name may be triggering a memory, perhaps there is a lost memory of Moroha calling her “Setsu-chan” when they were young and the annoyance she feels towards it is giving her some kind of nostalgia for a past she can’t remember. 

Kohaku appears to know Moroha in a way, as she has made some kind of a reputation for herself as Beniyasha. He addresses her as “dono” in Japanese which I was told meant that he is showing her respect as an equal, most likely professionally. In english it was translated as “Lady”, which confused me but the Japanese version makes more sense. But how does Kohaku know her? Does he know who she really is, or have they had run ins with each other in the past? I would assume as leader/chief of the Demon Slayers he would keep track of reported bounty hunters slaying demons out side of his devision. But it appears he doesn't know much about her abilities as he was surprised she had sealing arrows. 

Hisui also does not appear to know anything about her as he says “a demon and a bounty hunter?, as if he could only sense that she has demonic energy. So it’s safe to assume that Hisui and Kirara do not know/remember her, this could even be the first time they have met in person, and he only knows descriptions of her, but he does refer to her by name. I am a little concerned at Hisui’s haste to attack Moroha, despite her explanation that she was simply there waiting for her bounty, it definitely shows that he feels little respect for bounty hunters. At first I thought he was judging Moroha for being part demon... This made me wonder about his childhood, does he have some memories of something traumatic, perhaps a demon making his parents and maybe even his sisters disappear? However I doubt this now because of his familiarity with Setsuna and of course Kirara.

The one theory I'm most disappointed about is Hisui potentially not having a rainbow pearl. Because the Three eyed Mistress was able to sense Moroha’s and the one in Setsuna’s eye so easily, but made no indication that there was another present as she chases Hisui, Kirara and Setsuna towards Kaedes Village. So I now I have reason to believe that the largest bead on his prayer beads on his left arm is not a rainbow pearl. However! I am not completely dismissing the idea. I like to think that the prayer beads are actually concealing its power for the time being, at least until Hisui has his own moment where memories trigger a reaction from the pearl. Fingers crossed.

Whether it’s a pearl or not, I am still going with the theory that Hisui is spiritually inclined like his father. I think Hisui will play an important role in finding some of the pearls, specifically the coral and blue pearl. I hope as they set out for answers that Hisui and Kirara will be joining the girls. Hisui and Setsuna seem to have a solid working relationship (the ship has sailed folks!), and I am excited to learn more about what kind of personal relationship they have as they were most likely raised together in the demon slayer village. I have a theory that it is Hisui or Kirara who finds Setsuna during the fire which is how she eventually ends up in the demon slayer village and under Kohakus care. When it comes to any potential romantic feelings forming between Setsuna and Hisui I can see Setsuna being a little more indifferent about it and Hisui struggling hopelessly to gain her trust as more than just a fellow demon slayer. It would be really funny if he is the exact opposite of his father when it comes to love and has NO game what so ever.

Moroha seems familiar with the Rainbow pearls and the time tunnel, calling it the “Rainbow Corridor.” But how does she know about it!? After passing through the CorrIdor she also expresses that she feels weak, what would cause this? Is it Root Head draining their energy? Setsuna also seems to be having a hard time getting out of the Three Eyed Mistress’s hold, perhaps she too feels the effects of the time travel. This is completely different from the time passage Kagome went through, it must be specifically linked to the pearls (the name kind of gives that away). How much does Moroha know about this corridor? Another theory could be that she has seen this happen before to others, perhaps she recalls the events that caused the disappearance of our main characters but her memories are also altered. Before Moroha and Setsuna are pulled in, the tree (Root Head) actually speaks to them stating that it had not felt the the presence of the pearls for 10 years, so Root Head also knows or their existence, again firming the theory that they were in existence before the incidence that causes everyone to disappear and for memories to be altered. Perhaps Yotsume observed the creation or gathered information for Root Head on the Rainbow Pearls and set out a plan to collect them, and maybe in the past starting a fire was a part of this plan. Another thing is Root head says he is returning to THIS world, what could he mean by this? What world could it be returning from... curious.

With all of this, I am now convinced that almost everyone has had their memories tampered with, in one way shape or form, and some more than others.

Once again, that all I got for now! I’ll probably edit this post a few times tbh

This post goes out to @hanmajoerin @kumikodiary @inukag @viva-el-belt-libre @d-o-v-e-y​ @companion-for-who​ @biancam70​ thanks for going theory crazy with me!! <3

#hanyo no yashahime #inuyasha #kagome higurashi #Sesshomaru #towa higurashi #moroha higurashi #moroha #half demon princess yashahime #Beniyasha #yashahimeprincesshalfdemon #hanyou no yashahime: sengoku otogizoushi #towa #Yashahime: Princess Half-Demon #Yashahime #yashahime theory

[rainbowdoggieunicorn]

GENERAL INFO

Name: Esmerée

Character for: Doctor Who

Voice actress/actor: Ashleigh Ball

Age: Newborn(currently) and 14(Future)

Species: Hybrid(Gallifreyan/Timelord/Timelady-Human)

Gender: Trigender

Pronouns: She/Her/,He/Him/,Them/They and It/Its.

Sexuality: Polysexual

Zodiac sign: Gemini

DOB: May 22, 2022

LOB: As Timelady

Alignment (good, evil, neutral): Chaotic Good

Occupation (if needed): A Timelady

Theme Song: Melanie Martinez - Fire Drill

Battle Theme Song: Melanie Martinez - Copy Cat (feat. Tierra Whack)

Couple Theme Song: Lil death - moment

Sad Theme Song: Sub Urban - Cradles

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PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Build: Skinny

Skin Color: Light Brown

Hair/Fur Color: Brunette(Before) Half Purple, Half-Black, and Bang: Bubblegum Pink and Black Pearl (After)

Eye Color: One Blue and one Purple

Hair Style: Emo

Wears: Emo and Gothic outfit

Psychological Disabilities: Manic Depression and PTSD

Physical Disabilities: None

Neurological Disabilities: Autism

Extra (Y/N): Has a Pink Collar.

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WHAT DO THEY LIKE?

Personality: Energetic, Generous, Short-Temper, Bubbly, Happy-go-Lucky, Care-Free, Warm-hearted, Shy, Childish, Happy, Joyful, Colorful, Creative, Naïve, Humble, Kind, Generous Upbeat, Caring, Educated, Intelligent, Helpful, Kind, Social Butterfly, Book Worm, Optimistic, Playful, Loyal, Fashion Freak, Sense of justice and Stubborn.

Favorite food: Nutella

Likes: Books, Plushies, Reading, Drawing, Making Plushies, Cartoons, Anime, Furries, Care Bears, Old Cartoons from the '20s and 30's, the 80's,90's and Early to late 2000s, Cute and Dark Things, Toys, Dolls, Being a Youtuber, Her Blog, Care Bears, Hello Kitty, Being a Tic-toker and Melanie Martinez

Dislikes: Getting in Trouble, Forgetting Things, Being Bullied, When told what she can and can't do, and Cringe Culture

Fears: Belonephobia (Fear of pins and needles), Dentophobia (Fear of dentists), Glossophobia (Fear of speaking in public), Hemophobia (Fear of blood), Necrophobia (Fear of death or dead things), Nosocomephobia(Fear of hospitals), Pyrophobia (Fear of fire), Trypanophobia (Fear of needles/injections) And Dystychiphobia (Fear of accidents)

Backstory: Esmerée is a Daughter of Alternative Sade and Missy/The Misstress who is a Gallifreyan-Timelord/Timelady Human hybrid that loves Emo and Gothic outfit instead of Outfit the Victorian outfit because She thinks it's boring.

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PERSONAL QUOTES

Quote 1: "Hi There! I'm Esmerée!"

Quote 2: "Rawr! I love you in Dinosaur!"

Quote 3: "I want a Care Bear Plushie!"

Quote 4: "Are you falling in love?"

Quote 5: "Candy!"

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RELATIONS WITH OTHER CHARACTERS

Family members/relatives: Alternative Sade(Mother), Missy/The Mistress(Other Mother), Alternative Morgan(Father?) , Unnamed Grandmother, Unnamed Grandfather and Unnamed Younger Aunt, Unnamed Older Aunt and Unnamed 3 Uncles.

Friends: Amethyst, Belinda, Chalice, and Evilyn(Best friend)

Enemies: Chrysanthemum(from her school), Cybermen, Daleks, Weeping Angels,

Crush: Circe

Who has a crush on them?: Funerea.

#original character #character bio #emo girl #emo hair #emocore #emo #my text #text #oc biography #oc bio #emo oc #text on tumblr #text only #bio text

[sleeplessandstubborn]

Emily in Paris episode 4, or how I never got that thing about peanut butter

It's been a long time since I had revisited Miss Cooper's adventures in Paris, and many of you are over it anyway, but I was asked to go on with this so, why not? For that I had to rewatch again episode 4 and be reminded of one of its better characters/reasons to watch/whatever you want to call her. Camille. Oh I love Camille. Just like I love Sylvie. It's harsh, when in a series your least favourite character is the main one. Isn't it? but let's take a look to episode 4.

At the beginning of this episode we find our heroine trying to communicate with a very mysantropic flower seller. As we discover few minutes later, it's not that she's hostile with Emily and wants to give her a bouquet of wilting roses because she's a bubbly American but because she hates humanity. This last part is relatable but it's not good to have a job when you have to confront it constantly. Calm down Madame.

Fortunately a young, gentle Frenchwoman shows up and comes to Emily's rescue, not in a shining armour but with a smile the size of Jupiter. Evil flower seller is defeated and Emily walks away with this charming stranger and a perfect rose bouquet. Our new character's name is Camille, and she speaks good English because she watched a lot of series in her childhood. That's why we Spaniards are legendary bad at speaking other languages I guess. Everything is dubbed! Including this episode when I rewatched it. Not a copy in the original language available right now for me. Disappointing, I know.

Camille also invites Emily to the art gallery where she works at and where a famous hotelier is supposed to show up, along with other people from Chicago. Emily is a fan - its a bit weird to be fan of a hotelier, but who am I to judge - , definitely, and wants to meet him. It's also a good professional occasion, probably. The two girls part ways after accidentaly kissing on the mouth. Emily apologizes. Camille is not sorry at all and disappears from scene, big shining smile and all. We agree and are not sorry at all.

Back at home she finds the packages she was expecting from home have finally arrived. Gabriel helps up to take all that stuff inside her apartment. Unfortunately for her, the peanut butter exploded and has made a mess of what looks like a pile of magazines and the framed photo with her ex. Gabriel makes that unmistakable face. Peanut butter? Yours truly, having spent her childhood and teenagehood watching movies and series from the other side of the Atlantic, always wondered what was that thing. When finally tried it it was... so weird. Maybe it was the brand, maybe it was the concept. Who really knows. Whatever, let's go on.

(Yes, he makes that face, the face of a puzzled European I meant).

Also, I am sure Emily can find that thing in Paris, too. I live in a not very big town in Southern Spain and that thing can be found in our supermarkets. So why not in Paris? Big question that the series doesn't answer, tho, because Gabriel proceeds to ruin peanut butter forever with a simple omelette. Well done, Gabriel. But it's time to go to the office, isn't it?

So here we are, with Antoine and Sylvie clearly in the middle of an argument. While claiming she hopes she's not interrupting, Emily does interrupt the scene. Remember that thing from the last chapter when she claimed she had given up in her quest of being universally liked and/or being friends with everyone including her boss? Yeah, nevermind, that's in the past, it no longer matters. Emily tries to mediate and says Randy Zimmer (that's the hotelier's name) is overjoyed to hear Antoine's company is creating an exclusive scent for his hotels.

Sylvie goes on with Emily's lie, even if we can see she's not happy and later states - while throwing the bouquet or roses she just gave her as a "happy Tuesday" present on her desk - that she doesn't need to be rescued, and she doesn't want to take credit for ideas she doesn't know if she really likes. Sylvie is always the voice of reason and adulthood here. She teases her about the lingerie thing, tho. Emily claims her new friend Gabriel gave it to her.

I don't know about Sylvie, but Luc and Julien clearly don't believe that last bit, as they say clearly to Emily over the lunch. This is a dysfunctional workplace, she complains. Hey, smart girl, you are causing all the drama, Julien answers. His mood during the entire scene is exasperated. They tell her how Antoine and Sylvie became lovers in the first place, and warn her not to come between them. I don't think Emily has that intention.

Later that same day, Mindy is full of chaotic energy. Who cares if Antoine is married and with an official misstress? Why is Emily so disperate about becoming friends with Sylvie - yeah, Mindy, why, many of us are questioning that part of Emily's behaviour - why don't just enjoy Antoine's attention? What's more, why doesn't Emily introduce her to Antoine, since she doesn't care about what's her name? Is Mindy shipping Emily and Camille? Yes, she's one of us.

Our favourite French girl is there and warmly welcomes Emily, introducing her to Randy Zimmer who, clearly, goes to the same hairdresser than Antoine. No, really, I have certain difficulties to make the difference between the two, if Randy was wearing a suit with a tie I couldn't tell. As Camille and her fabulous bun walk away, Emily behaves like a dork with Randy. She has memorized his interviews and all. Is a bit awkward, but who am I to judge about memorizing completely irrelevant things in interviews. Randy goes from feeling a bit awkward to intrigued to totes wanting her card and finding her proposition interesting. By the way I really liked these paintings.

Randy shows up the next day at Savoir, and after smelling fragances all they agree they could go on talking about the deal with Randy's hotel empire over a good dinner. Sylvie decides to put again our heroine in difficulties by asking for an impossible reservation. By the way, I love her outfit. Sylvie, not Emily's. As she tries to do her best, Emily confronts Antoine over the lingerie thing. She clearly says it's inappropriate which is a thing I can agree with, he says he bought it for her not for him (eeeeh... are you all right?)

Even in front of the restaurant Sylvie is esceptical Emily really succeeded in her mission of doing that reservation. As usual, she's right. Emily got the dates backwards and made a reservation for November, not August. It should have been easy to find that bit of information online, as most of the world follows another datation system. Fortunately Emily lights the Gabrielsignal on and he comes to her rescue again.

The dinner is, as expected, a success, since we are in the last minutes of the episode a.k.a. in the Emily is saved time. There's a deal, Antoine is very happy with Savoir AND Sylvie. Even the latter makes a compliment to our heroine as they leave after the dinner. Less enthusiast individuals would have felt overjoyed in her place, so it's not strange that Emily decides to thank Gabriel for saving her ass, even if it's with another part of her body, that's is, her lips. Gabriel doesn't seem to object to this.

But, oh surprise in this Paris that is like "a little town" (ok... series... I am rolling my eyes at you again) a she goes out of the restaurant she bumps into our dear Camille, all smiles and charm. It turns out that she is Gabriel girlfriend. Ouch. This could be solved with a civilized chat and our three characters, that, we are about to find in the next chapters, get along together, being happy with this situation and riding into the sunset while enjoying themselves. Yeah, the three of them. Writers, unfortunately, have decided otherwise. But that's another story and will be told in another post.

#emily in paris #I am very late to the party but I don't really care #next time I am watching it on the original language promised