#no pressure ofc but *offers it anyway*

[slaanxsh]

@hxnger-unbcund​

“A bit far from home aren’t we?”

The voice comes from above, joined by the steady beat of flapping wings. A pastel daemon, touched here and there with blacks and purples, observes the Vice from above.

Something new, something different.

#hxngerunbcnd #// i am Throwing This At U #no pressure ofc but *offers it anyway* #Champion; Azazel (Prince of Damnation);

[wife-of-all-dilfs]

Could I request a smut with Bellamy Blake? Like him and the reader are trying to get a quickie in before everyone comes back and he tries to make the reader cum one more time? :) if u can ofc!

close call | b. blake

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summary: season three — you and bellamy take advantage of a moment alone in the rover on a scouting expedition. time is against you when bellamy makes one final request before everyone returns.

pairing: bellamy blake x reader

warnings: smut, almost caught, penetration (p in v), oral (fem receiving), quickie, multiple orgasms, cowgirl, idk whether part of this is considered dub-con or not but I’ll still add it just in case

notes: the ending is sort of abrupt but anyways—

word count: 1.8k

The rover was bouncing so vigorously; it was a wonder the axles hadn’t broken under pressure.

“Oh my—fuck! Oh my god!”

It had started off innocent. Two people had to stay behind to guard the rover as a group scouted the forest terrain for new foraging and hunting grounds for Arkadia. Bellamy had offered to stay behind along with you. At first, you both obeyed the instructions to watch over the rover. But, damn, he looked so goodin his tan t-shirt and black cargo pants, you just couldn’t restrain yourself.

First came the flirting, then the wandering hands, and then suddenly you were inside the rover, on the floor in the back, with Bellamy inside you.

Your breasts recoiled up and down, cleavage exposed from the low neckline of your tight tank top as you bounced on Bellamy’s lap, his cock sliding up into you with each drop of your hips. His face was buried between your breasts, sucking harsh kisses into your skin. Fuck, you should have told him to stop; people would see the marks.

But you couldn’t. Especially when he lowered to your sensitive peaked nipple and bit it softly through the material of your shirt.

“Ah, fuck!” you rasped, skin prickling with goosebumps.

Fingers tangled in his dark wavy locks, you guided him back up to your level, frantically catching his lips in a wanton kiss. Your tongues moved together with a hunger of their own, strings of saliva keeping you attached whenever you parted for a sliver of breath.

You sank down fully onto his pelvis and engulfed his entire pulsating length before grinding your hips back and forth at an almost Olympic-level speed, feeling his cock repeatedly curve into your throbbing walls. Something between a whine and a groan of the words “fucking christ” was mumbled against your lips by Bellamy.

His hands held you down by the hips as he began snapping his own hips upward, skin-on-skin sounding as his pelvis slapped against your ass. You grappled onto his broad shoulders as your head fell back with a filthy high-pitched moan which, thankfully, was confined to the rover’s interior.

“So fucking good, princess,” Bellamy breathlessly praised between mind-devastating thrusts. “So.” Thrust. “Fucking.” Thrust. “Good.”

His fingers dug harshly into your skin, blunt nails surely creating red crescent indentations in your soft skin. You would wear them like a trophy. He forced your hips down and trapped your body on his cock as his head fell back against the mesh panel wall, soft tip spurting thick white come deep inside your belly. His scrunched brows twitched with release; lips were parted as his shallow breaths gave way to deep sex-drunken moans.

The warm white liquid filled you up, leaking prettily down Bellamy’s thick penetrating length. You were so full of his seed and ever-hard cock that all your body could do in response was orgasm, the heat spreading from your belly and pervading your entire nervous system.

All control was lost. You trembled from head to toe, essentially vibrating on his cock which was still prodding against your cervix. Strangled gasps fell from your lips, your forehead falling against Bellamy’s who had finally managed to regain his composure and was hypnotically watching you work through your own high.

Finally, the both of you reached a state of tranquillity, holding each other closely, panting and inhaling one another’s intoxicating breaths. It was a good thing too—that you finished so quickly.

“The other’s will be back soon,” Bellamy whispered, finishing your thoughts.

You nodded. He pulled your hips forward again and you both made some quiet noise of pleasure, eyes glued on one another and simmering with atmospheric desire. For about ten seconds, you stayed like this—motionless, panting, staring.

And then Bellamy was flipping you over onto the car floor.

He hovered above you, brown eyes pooling with sin, dark strands of hair partially obscuring his vision. You simply looked up at him, wide-eyed and speechless, and obviously, he found your shock amusing, evident from the subtle smirk on his lips.

“Want you to come again before they get back.” He leaned down to leave a hot kiss on your neck, lips tickling your skin as he murmured, “Think you can do that for me?”

You blinked, dumbfounded. “What?”

And then he was lowering himself down to your hips and hooking his arms around your thighs. His question wasn’t really demanding an answer—this notion was crystal clear as he abruptly buried his face between your legs and began eating you out like there was no guarantee tomorrow would come.

“Bell!” you cried with a gasped squeak, your back arching off the floor and eyes squeezing shut from overstimulation. “Wait, please, it’s—it’s too mu—” You cut yourself off with a sharp moan and encased his head with your thighs as his lips suctioned around your clit. “Shit! Don’t stop!”

The plea in your voice was useless. Of course he wasn’t going to stop. Not until your thighs were nearly crushing his skull as your taste coated his tongue, dribbled down his chin, and dripped from your pussy in a pretty, perfect glistening mess.

You rose to your elbows, hand reaching down to delve your fingers between his soft wavy locks, alternating between pushing him deeper into your pussy and tugging his hair to coax a groan from his lips which vibrated against your already throbbing clit.

The sounds you made could barely be considered moans, but rather stuttering cries—cries for more, cries to encourage him to keep doing that heavenly thing he was doing with his tongue.

“Right there,” you gasped.

He nodded, humming in compliance. Anything for you; anything to get you to come undone from his manipulation. His biceps flexed as he dragged you closer, hands splayed across your tensed stomach, rubbing and massaging the soft skin.

Tongue wide and flat, he licked an agonisingly slow stripe from hole to clit, beginning to flick his tongue side-to-side once he reached your swollen sensitive nub. God, he had your heart pounding and it felt so exhilarating. The pulsing had dropped into your stomach, each rapid beat building the tension that was tightening your gut.

Your hips rolled mindlessly against his tongue, using him like your own personal sex toy. His eyes were closed, literally drinkingin the fact that he was lapping between your thighs. He enjoyed giving pleasure just as much as you did receiving which made the moment so much more hotter.

Over the sound of your whining and panting, you could hear the distant conversations of people returning. Returning to the rover that Bellamy was currently eating you out in. Fuck.

“Bell.”

“Mm.”

He just kept going. Part of you wanted to ignore the approaching group and continue letting him bring you to your peak, but the other part recognised the embarrassment of potentially being caught in such an… indecent position.

“Bellamy,”you gritted.

The authority in your tone managed to tear him away from your pussy (and made his cock twitch with a drop of come).

He looked up at you through messy strands of hair. “Come for me one more time, princess,” he urged, voice low and husky. “Then I’ll stop.”

His hand kneaded the side of your waist, gaze on yours as he awaited your response. His mouth and chin sheened with your slick—a pretty, perfect glistening mess. How could you deny him when he looked like that? When he was begging to worship your body and set your nerves alight?

The flames licking at your insides began to suffocate, orgasm receding slowly into non-existence. It was all you could do to nod your head. “Make me come.” Your voice was heavy with desperation. “Please.”

Within seconds, he obliged, large veiny hands curling around the base of your thighs and diving back in. If you thought he was quick before, you were in a whole other ballpark when his mouth returned to your clit. Your fluttering eyes rolled back as his head swiftly shook from side to side, the tip of his tongue pressing hard against your sensitive nub.

An orgasm was rocketing inside you, so fast approaching that you felt entirely unprepared for its arrival. The voices outside in the forest were getting closer and so were you. So close you felt like you could reach out and touch the powerful feeling inside your gut. Technically, you could.

Your hands fisted in Bellamy’s hair, fumbling for any sort of tether to the ground because you were certain if you let go, you would shoot off into oblivion. He repeatedly sucked on your clit, swirled tight circles, devoured you like this was his last meal on death row, and then repeated the process.

“Good girl,” Bellamy mumbled into your pussy. “Almost there.”

Eyes squeezed shut, you writhed beneath his hold, hips jerking against your mouth. Your nipples ached with hardness. Your eyes overflowed with hot tears, streaming down the sides of your face. Your whines had turned to borderline screams, begging him “Don’t stop!” and a mixture of senseless profanities.

Your quivering thighs—with the last of their strength—threatened to crush his head as you squeezed around him, finally feeling the white flames inside you burst into a devastating explosion.

“Fuck!”

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Side-by-side, you and Bellamy stood outside the rover, fully dressed and watching as the scouting group returned from their minor expedition. Bellamy’s hand, which was resting on your hip, wandered to your ass and softly kneaded it in his palm, causing your body to tense in fear of being seen.

He leaned down far enough for you to catch his quiet words. “Don’t worry, princess,” he said. “I’m the only one who knows what you just did on the floor of that rover.”

Your jaw clenched, eyes remaining on the approaching group. “I’m the only one who knows you begged to make me come on the floor of that rover.”

His response was a quiet chuckle, his hand moving to your back to rub it affectionately. Just before the others reached hearing distance, he added, “And I’d gladly do it again.”

Butterflies fluttered in your stomach, forming a timid smile on your lips.

Raven was the first person you made eye contact with. She subtly gestured to your pants, wearing a semi-proud grin as she nodded in approval. A horrid blush flooded your cheeks and you looked down to see your flier was completely undone. Well… shit.

“Anything happen while we were gone?” Monty asked, carrying a variety of flora samples.

You side-eyed Bellamy, witnessing the slightest smirk quirk on his lips.

He was quick to respond, sounding casual enough to avoid suspicion. “Nothing too interesting.”

You nodded in agreement. Meanwhile, his arm was discretely supporting your weight as your legs were still violently trembling.

#wife of all dilfs ✍️ #bellamy blake #bellamy blake x reader #bellamy blake x you #bellamy blake x y/n #bellamy blake smut #bellamy blake fluff #bellamy blake x clarke griffin #bellarke #the 100 #bob morley #bellamy blake imagine #bellamy blake fanfiction #bellamyblake

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

OMG SAW UR ASKS WERE OPEN AND I RAN SO FAST HFJDJSBS

Anyways ok so imagine *trips over my own feet* imagine uhm baking cookies *stumbling* baking cookies with Lilia:3

No pressure ofc! I hope u will enjoy writing this if u do! And make sure to drink after and take care of urself!

Flour Belongs In The Cookies; Lilia Vanrouge

Content; Gender-neutral reader, fluff, some pining

Word Count; 650+

Author's Note; Cloudy, you do know how bad his cooking is, right? Besides that, I hope you enjoy what I did with this little prompt!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

You knew full well going into this that Lilia … wasn’t the best person to leave around food. Well, you didn’t know to the full extent how ‘bad’, ‘revolting’, and ‘utterly cursed’ he was according to his dormmates (and adoptive family? Still trying to wrap your head around that one, to be honest). 

Yet, as you were both adding ingredients to the batch of cookies you were making, he had done nothing to tamper with the recipe or mess up by accident. Perhaps Silver, Sebek and Malleus were just overexaggerating it? Lilia has been completely fine, a great helper even! 

“So,” you cleared your throat, breaking the quiet (which was both comfortable yet awkward). “Why did you want to bake cookies with me? Not that I mind, just curious is all.”

Lilia looked up from the wet and dry ingredients he was combining and offered you a cheeky smile with a wink. “Hmm, do I need a reason to do so,” he breathed with a silent chuckle, sneaking some of the raw dough into his mouth.

You tutted, taking the bowl away from him. “I don’t need you getting sick from eating that now–”

But your attempt at lecturing was silenced by a small puff of flour being slapped gently on your cheek; a white handprint now on it. “RUDE!”

Lilia was having a good old laugh, from either getting flour on you, the shocked expression on your face, or a combination of the two (knowing him, it was bound to be the last one). He was actually getting pink in the face because of it; was he even taking breaks from laughing to breathe???

“Ah, lighten up! Plus,” he paused and covered your hand in flour and gently slapped it on his cheek, “there, we match now.” 

His magenta eyes were twinkling with mischief and you found yourself gently shaking your head and chuckling. Sighing, you picked up some flour with your hands and made it look like you were just going to cover the countertop with it, but you swerved, and slapped it into Lilia’s hair.

Lilia coughed, and rubbed at his eyes, trying to get the flour out of his eyes, but once he opened them again, you were gone. So we’re playing games now? But he just wheezed in delight and gave chase, a cup full of flour on hand so he could repay the favour. After all, since you both had matching handprints on your cheeks, you deserved to be bestowed some flour on your head.

“And here you were saying it was rude of me for that first move,” he called out into the dorm. They couldn’t have gotten far now.

He heard the curtains ruffle, and he floated over, not making a sound.

Peaking oh so carefully behind the curtains, he spotted you, silently giggling to yourself. And that’s when he made his move.

“Found you!~” And he sprinkled the flour over your head; much more gently than you did to him.

You groaned, knowing it would take a bit to get the flour out from everything… but the way Lilia floated overhead made it look like he was sprinkling snow… was he always this pretty? Even with him covered in flour, you still felt your heart flutter.

You mentally slapped your cheeks though, and got yourself up. 

“Guess you did… but that was fun,” you chuckled, dusting yourself off to the best of your ability.

The moment though was ruined by your smoke alarm going off; it was a wonder that those even worked, but hey, at least they worked.

Rushing to the kitchen, you opened up the oven to have a mass of black smoke smelling of burnt food of some sort enveloping the both of you.

“What happened?!” You coughed out, trying to open up the windows and doors to let out the smoke.

Lilia grimaced, “Ah… perhaps I set the oven too high.”

And even though you had fun making the now coal-like cookies, perhaps store-bought would have been better…

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Tags; @afunkyfreshblog @eynnwwyjth @identity-theft-101 @ithseem @lucid-stories @ryker-writes @twistwonderlanddevotee @xxoomiii

#twst #twst x reader #twst x gender neutral reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x gn reader #lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia vanrouge x gn reader #just be happy the cookies burned and that you didn't have to eat them cuz he definitely messed with them when you ran #also enjoy getting flour out of the floorboards <3 #how tf did i write this in under an hour??? #cloudy! #cloudy do not trust this man's cooking PLEASE #lilia is a little shit and i love that for him

[jade-jini]

could i request my loser gp!sakura who keeps getting a hard on during rehearsels because of seeing reader doing the throwing it back move in Perfect Night 😓 and ofc reader has to helo help!!! duh!!!

(Pervert Sakura is a popular favorite am I right or am I right yall?)

Sakura looking at you like this as you kept practicing the same moves over and over again ‘cause you couldn’t seem to get them right. At first she was just cheering you up, calling your name and clapping so you could feel supported and motivated by her as the good member and unnie she was<3 but when you were throwing it back -

Even after you got that part perfect, she kept telling you to work on it ‘cause “you weren’t there yet”, she’d say while discreetly fixing her boner in her shorts. What a good unnie, even offering to stay with you when everybody else left so you wouldn’t be alone practicing :((. Whole time she just loved how you moved and wanted to watch you without the risk of the other members and the choreographer catching her. Having to constantly check she wasn’t drooling ‘cause she kept staring at you with her mouth open like a dumbass 😭. Telling you she was gonna help you fix your posture, but it was just an excuse to get her hands on you, rubbing herself against your ass hoping you wouldn’t notice it ‘cause she wanted that feeling in her brain for later on that night when she gets home and touches herself thinking about you.

But Ofc you noticed, girlie was hard af, and too much of a stupid pervert to realize she was being too obvious.

“Unnie, what’s that?” You said, trying to turn around to see what was it that was poking your low back lmao

“W-what’s what?” She asked, trying her best to sound calm.

“I think your belt is hurting me wait”

“No! y/n wait-” she argued, trying to stop you from turning around, she didn’t need one of her members knowing how dirty minded she is :( but as you guys struggled a bit, she fell on her ass. With her hands still on your waist, she took you with her, making you fall seated on her lap. “Oh fuck..” she groaned, the pressure on her cock hurting but not in the bad way at all.

“Oh God, unnie I’m so sorry, are you ok?” You asked her, worried that you might have hurt her since the sounds she was making made it seem like it.

“Hmm y/n wait, stay like that please…” Sakura practically begged, starting to lose a grip on herself, having you so close to her like this making her forget she couldn’t just have you without making sure you were ok with it first. Her hands firm on your body stopping you from getting up. Her behavior got you a little confused, did you actually hurt her? If you did she would’ve tried to get you off her, right?

“What? Kkura unnie are you sure you’re ok? And what’s this on your pocket that keeps poking my leg-” you moved a bit just to give your hand enough space to check what was it on Sakura’s pants, and stopped when you realized. How stupid were you not to think about that possibility before. Sakura gulped, both ‘cause of the contact of your hand with her member, and because you caught her in such an embarrassing state. She was a little scared, what if you were disgusted by it? What if you didn’t wanna be friends with her anymore? What if you tell the others? Oh god, how would this affect the whole group? A million thoughts running through her head, while her other head stayed hard as a rock. However, you were everything but disgusted by this.

“So that’s why you kept telling me to continue practicing, huh?” You said, teasing her neck with your nose, your breath causing shivers on the older girl. “Tell me, unnie. When did I actually get it right, hm? For how long you kept me going just ‘cause you wanted to see me?”

“y/n, I-I’m sorry. I really am, I didn’t mean to-” she started apologizing, her voice trembling.

“Shh, it’s ok. You’re already having a hard time right now anyways, aren’t you?” You asked her, your voice softening as your eyes moved to her covered member. “Does it hurt, unnie?”

She didn’t say anything, she just nodded while her eyes followed yours, ashamed to look at you.

“Then I guess I should help you.”

“Eh?!” Sakura asked looking at you so fast with eyes wide open, not sure if she could trust her ears.

“Oh please, don’t act silly now. We both know this is what you wanted, right?” She nodded again, her face red. “Then let me be good and help my unnie. She helped me enough today with my practicing, right? It’s just compensating.”

And that’s how you ended up sucking her dick while she was seated with her back against the wall, the mirror in front of you guys as she enjoyed looking at you from time to time. Sakura’s cock was so sensitive though, that with every lick your tongue gave it she left out whimper after whimper. The tip turning from a pinkish to a more red color, you couldn’t help but play with it with the tip of your tongue. This making her not know what to do with her hands, they went from rubbing your back as she moaned “so good, baby. So fucking good…” to biting her fingers, to grabbing her own neck slightly with one hand, to her nails scratching the floor and the wall behind her, trying to grab anything while her brain became nothing with the delicious sensation of your mouth on her length. The deeper you got it inside your mouth, the closer you were pushing her to her orgasm.

“Ugh baby I’m so close, just like that…” She asked, her hands grabbing your head and keeping you close, making sure you stay right where you were. “Be good and keep unnie’s cock in your pretty mouth when she cums, ok?” She cooed you, letting you breathe for a few seconds only.

“Yes unnie…” you said, catching your breath as you quickly put her back inside your mouth.

“Good girl, such a good girl.” the older girl moaned, her voice hitting higher tones as she started fucking your mouth. You looked up and felt yourself clenching around nothing as Sakura looked so hot lost in her pleasure. Her eyes closed, biting her lip to try and fail to contain the obnoxious noises coming from her mouth. “Oh my god…” you heard her at the same time that thick ropes of cum went down your throat, barely allowing any air to enter but you didn’t care at all, you felt so good knowing it was your Sakura unnie using you like this. Knowing she was this horribly horny just ‘cause she watched you dancing.

You swallowed everything Kkura gave you, and when the grip on your head got loose, you finally took her cock off your mouth. When you sat next to her, she was still not there, clearly. Processing her orgasm, she just sighed and whispered “thank you..” and Omg she just looked so cute, with her hair all messy and her facial features clean of makeup and relaxed. You just giggled “anytime, unnie~” and kissed her cheek before resting on her shoulder, hoping practice becomes this interesting next time soon.

Ngl I went back to watch the dance performance and I got distracted🧍🏻‍♀️

#kpop gg #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #le sserafim #le sserafim x reader #le sserafim imagines #le sserafim scenarios #le sserafim x y/n #miyawaki sakura #miyawaki sakura x reader #g!p loser Sakura x reader #le sserafim sakura #miyawaki sakura smut #le sserafim smut

[gatitties]

NO BECAUSE !!!!!!!! i think we need more interactions of Assassin!Reader x Bonten 😩😩 (thank u for da reader who requested it bcs my 🫀 is beating happiness) or maybe you could make this a series??? 👀👀 bUT ANYWAYS can I request a Assassin!Reader x Bonten where Bonten was trying to find some info abt Reader but ofc Reader knows abt it so when there's a general meeting for the Bonten Executives, she appeared into the meeting like she was just watching them the whole time 🤣 and Reader is mad mad abt it. she doesn't want them to snoop around her life

(if u dont want to do this, its ok!!! no pressure. lovelots 🫰🏻)

─Yandere!Bonten x assassin!reader

─Summary: tired of so much persecution you decide to set the record straight, but you are only making a mistake

─Warnings: mención of blood, unwarranted obsession, toxic behaviors, yandere stuff

first of all, I still don't know how to write action or fight scenes, I'm sorry, second, many people will be grateful to you for the request, and third, how so many people liked it?! 😭🤚anyway, here you go (about making a miniseries Idk, but if I have any idea for this I will definitely write it 😌) @ajmiila02, @kenmasbimbo, @uniqueeggtoast, @belle643, @simpingfor-wakasa, @ihavestrawberryjam, @binibining-mariaclara, @sereinitysmind (hope that I didn't left anyone untagged)

Part one / Part Three

"You should stop turning down those job offers, they offer you a good amount and your other clients seem not to ask for your help much lately."

You sighed looking at the request manager, he took your silence to mean that you didn't really care, you never have anything stable in this world, there were always better and worse times so it wouldn't really worry you.

"Just take care to let me know if there are other people than 'Mr. B', their requests are ridiculous."

The man raised both hands, nodding to your petition, after that you left the alley where you met the manager, returning to the busy streets of Tokyo in the middle of rush hour, where everyone was walking down the street without worries, you mixed among those people until you reached a suburb of small houses. You opened the rickety door with a nasty creak, looking at the garbage that flooded the floor, you couldn't ask for more for the minimum amount of this place and location, anyway it was time to move to another apartment.

Not only because you needed to change 'home' from time to time, but because lately you had felt less safe with your environment, it all started when you accepted the first request from 'Mr. B', they only asked you to kill a man, you did your job but also you discovered the identity of that 'B' who turned out to be not just one person but rather several.

You don't usually remember faces or names that aren't necessary for your missions, so you had to rack your brains to remember those two faces you saw, then you linked them to that group you saved in that brothel a month ago. Luckily only you could see how the guy with the pink mullet and the guy with the scar who tried to stop you that time were there, they seemed to be watching your movements with a satisfied smile when they saw little drops of blood fall from your face.

You interpreted that 'Mr. B' was all that group that you barely remembered the appearance of, you thought that on that occasion they were only there to check that you did your job well, but you noticed how they started to track you after that assignment, although of course, they could not find you and their only way to see you would be for those orders, which you did not accept.

The next two months your usual customers disappeared without a trace, it's not like you received daily orders but it was strange that all your requests were now only from 'B', it irritated you because it meant a heavy blow to your name in the underground, by refusing to take orders to Bonten, no one else did it as if they felt threatened.

But the worst of all was that every step you took you felt their eyes on you, every corner you turned you saw their shadow on you, it bothered you enough to think about killing them but you seriously thought about it and it would get you nowhere, you didn't used to kill to reputable or well-known people because that would cause a more intensive search for you and those guys seemed to be at least successful because they were handling a ridiculous amount of money.

You didn't even know their names and they always seemed to be on your trail, you never let them get too close to you, but lately they seemed closer and closer to finding you directly, you got fed up, you weren't leading a quiet and peaceful life, but inside from the garbage of your work you could always have a rest from all those deaths, you could always have a little space to pretend that your life was not rubble and everything was normal.

"Looks like I'm going to have to do some special work or I'll go completely hysterical."

As you were getting ready to leave that same night, all of the Bonten executives gathered at their meeting point earlier today, all sitting at a round table waiting for Mikey to start the meeting, though he waved for Takeomi to start since he was already busy eating his taiyaki.

"As you know we have been looking for that assassin from that day, we have always followed clues but we never managed to find the person, but today, we will complete the capture plan."

They all nodded in sync, some more eager than others, after all the stupid game of cat and mouse made them feel more irrationally attracted to you, Mochizuki always enjoyed watching you mix so well with people but quickly lost sight of you that he needed more from you, Sanzu and Rin enjoy seeing you staining you with the blood of your targets, Kakucho seems to appreciate your fighting style, Takeomi sees you as a difficult puzzle to solve and Ran and Kokonoi were perhaps the least attached to that exalted image of you, but they were curious about you.

"Is everyone clear about their part of the plan? We can't let anything go wrong, she never leaves a trace and knows how to erase her tracks, so we'll have to resort to more violent methods than just watching how she goes on our faces."

The meeting continued for a few minutes, explaining each phase and step while unknown to them you were in the room ventilation listening to everything, your blood boiled listening to how they talked about how they would make you bow down to them, it was your breaking point.

"Once we capture her, we can do what we want with her?"

"Only what I allow."

Mikey got up answering Sanzu who rolled his eyes for the answer, the leader patted his shirt to remove all the rest of the crumbs, with that everyone knew that the meeting had ended although to their surprise three bullets hit the table right in front of the site from Mikey, immediately after you kicked the grate and jumped on top of the table pointing your two pistols at everyone.

"I am going to make one thing clear, do not interfere in my life, I don't know what you want from me, but I'm not looking for anything from you."

You kicked Rin's arm as he tried to grab your leg, immediately firing Sanzu's pistol to disarm him, then ducking to avoid Ran's staff.

"What about the expenses for destroying that brothel?"

"You speak as if-" you jumped from the table hitting Kakucho's hands with the butt of your pistol, moving as far away from them "as if you lacked money, I know you are 'Mr. B', there is no point in charging me for that."

"We don't need reasons to want you as our slave! If we want something we have it and you would be a great possession to us."

"Oh just go to hell, Chunzu, I don't care about you or your supposed leader Mokey, I'm asking for peace of mind! and I want you to take this as a warning."

You took a little momentum, doing a slight somersault on the table, you shot at the large window breaking the glass into small pieces, you ran towards the broken window to jump through it, the arms of Mochizuki and Rin trying to reach your body unsuccessfully, you spun in the air and fired one last time before your body was thrown from the top floor of the building, disappearing into the darkness of the night and the buildings.

The bullet made Mikey's dyed hair move slightly, a couple of cut strands slowly descending to the ground, everyone fell silent watching their leader look at the window you had thrown out of, Kokonoi snapping everyone out of their daze.

"Mikey…?"

"If she want to play that game we'll play, before it was a whim, but now it's a necessity, I want her here."

He turned now looking at the wall where the lead bullet had been nailed, brushing the hole and scratching slightly to remove the small object, he smiled observing the shape and caliber.

"Let's start… analyzing this."

He took one last look at his most trusted executives before walking off fiddling with the 10mm bullet, they all looked at each other with a new flame burning in their eyes, you're only making things worse, you should have run but it was too late to get rid of them.

#tk #yandere tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #yandere bonten x reader #reader insert #fem reader #request #yandere x reader #bonten x reader #mikey #sanzu #mochizuki #kakucho #takeomi #rin #ran #haitani #one shot #x reader #yandere tokyo revengers x reader #assassin reader

[chloe12801]

hi hiii ! hope ur doing well 🩷 i have a request for u if u'd like ! im curious to know how u think trevor would be with an s/o who is very quiet/shy/anxious? could be a headcanon list or a short fic or whatever u want ! no pressure and no rush ofc 🩷

Thank you so much for the request! Hope you are doing good as well :))

Headcanons: Trevor with a shy/anxious partner

TW: Drugs and violence mentioning

- He would take it personally at first, feeling that you think you’re better than him

- Really, that’s just because he’s never been shy himself so it doesn’t make sense in his head

- Once he realizes it’s not just a reaction to him and that’s just who you are, he’s way more understanding and respectful about it

- Essentially, it stops being a point of tension anymore

- He gets really happy once you start talking more and more, opening up to him as you get comfortable

- He sees it as his success

- If anyone is mean or even just says something teasing to you about your shyness like “cat got your tongue” or “wow, you talk so much I can’t even get a word in” Trevor will take offense and will start a fight over it on your behalf

- Sometimes the fights end in someone being dead and you being a bit mortified to say the least

- You’re used to people’s reactions about you being shy, it’s at most a bit annoying, but for Trevor it’s extremely disrespectful and makes him see red

- He makes sure your voice and opinions are heard even if he has to say them louder and with more force, getting mad that others aren’t listening close enough or at all

- For example, if you say something and no one pays attention, he’s going to yell at everyone to “shut the fuck up” and that “y/n just said *insert comment you made* but you fucks are too busy being pricks to hear them”

- His reactions might make things worse or embarrass you, but he’s honestly just trying to be helpful

- It would piss him off seeing how often you get pushed around and overlooked due to your shyness and anxiety. He never really experienced that and hates that you deal with it all the time, so he’s going to do everything he can to prevent it

- He always makes sure you’re comfortable and not overly shy or anxious

- If you do become anxious, he’s more than happy to go somewhere quiet with just the two of you to help you calm down

- He prefers your company over everyone else’s anyways

- He’s constantly checking on you and giving you support, even if it’s just him wrapping an arm around you, he always does something to keep you comfortable

- He likes talking and since you’re quiet, it works pretty well. You can listen to his ramblings and enjoy doing so

- He draws attention to himself and therefore to you, so you will likely fight about that. If you bring it up he will take it personal, like you’re embarrassed by him

- His lewdness and worshiping towards you is going to make you blush and feel awkward at first, but after a while it’s one of your favorite things he does

- If you bring up anything the helps you become less shy and anxious he’s going to make a note of it and have it in his mental or physical toolkit when you’re around

-He will probably offer you drugs to stop the anxiety, not realizing it would just make things worse

#grand theft auto #gta #gta v #grand theft auto v #trevor philips/reader #trevorphilips #trevor philips x reader #gta trevor #gta 5 #gta v trevor #gta headcanon #trevor philips headcanons #trevor phillips #grand theft auto 5 #cafa #cafa oc

[mecachrome]

your oscar primer was absolutely brilliant, thank you so much for posting it!! well-researched, well-written, and a good balance of educational and hilarious. if you want to share, i’d be very interested in reading any of the parts you mentioned that you cut out, like george-admiring, oscar’s psyche, etc, but no pressure ofc 🫶

omg no thank you so much for your kind words, i appreciate it a lot!!! :D andddd let me see... honestly i was just going to add a few more quotes & anecdotes from other people about his personality but i ended up incorporating most of them into the primer (e.g. mark's), but in general i think it's really charming how Every Single Adult who has ever worked with oscar throughout the years is so deeply and immediately convinced of his maturity. i did work in most of this old ask but it has a few extra quotes in there from mclaren personnel! anyway more below the cut:

i guess really the thing to Me about oscar is like...... idk if this makes any sense but i personally love how he's naturally a really gracious and diplomatic person but is also deeeeeply self-assured and objective, which on one hand means he presents as quite humble when he doesn't make excuses for himself or get caught up in deceptively high results, but on the other also means he refuses to give anyone else credit for his own success; if you remember me briefly mentioning prematax in that post he talks about it in the f1fs pod where he basically goes i didn't win because of PREMA, in fact i've NEVER LOST TO A TEAMMATE, SO. like any racing driver that is def a big source of pride for him, and i think it speaks to the "silent killer" (per lando) side to him, the guy who mark says "falls asleep" when hearing stories of his (championless) career, who said that he supported mark out of national obligation growing up but—let us not forget—vettel was the one winning everything back then anyway, who says he put even more pressure on himself to win his final race in f2 despite having clinched the title 2 races prior because he felt the innate urge to prove that he wouldn't simply ease off the gas pedal and still had it in himself to subjugate the field one last time.

along these lines oomf and i have discussed before how he and alex rank similarly on the kind/nice dichotomy in a way that is slightly diametric to lando, wherein he is always willing to offer tidy bits of sympathy for someone else's struggles but doesn't ever really envision any of them as relevant to his own experiences, because getting caught up in that "external noise" would be a waste of time (even with logan in the f3 finale it was honestly kind of like "aw man that sucks, i'd hate for it to be me... ANYWAY"). like not to maybe exaggerate his interiority but i enjoy that he carries an amount of hidden tension that he obviously consciously decides to not take reactionary measures over—though that doesn't mean it isn't there, it's just very well regulated (unrelated but he does actually work with mental coach emma murray, who also works with scott mclaughlin and whom he says helped him center himself at the end of his eurocup season). but he's still very... unfiltered about when he's been disrespected in an unperturbed, straightforward manner, like saying otmar confronting him on the sim over being promoted to the seat was "bizarre and frankly upsetting," the face he made when he was told they'd overtaken alpine in the standings in 2023, telling the kids in that hp tuners interview that the renault engineers treated his first f1 test too nonchalantly, etc. 😭 like every interview back when he was a reserve driver was soooo "i'm gracious about being stuck in this role but also i've proven myself way too much to Not Hate This Compromise and i'll be pissed as hell if i don't get a seat next year"... i'll stop here but basically he is truly a master of balancing gritted-teeth conviction with his tactical charm and it is one of my fav things ever about him!!!

also another quote i love is this one from david sera about his driving style, because 1) i love the correlation between it and his personality/calmness, 2) i'm obsessed with the dynamic of his early rc days helping nurture a style of "finesse" in his driving throughout his junior career that may not have appeared naturally if he'd only begun racing in karting (and subsequently how he had to learn to not get "muscled around" after moving to europe), and 3) of course as a noted jb22 appreciator i love when people note similarities in his inputs to jb because it is delicious to ME:

Coming from a remote control car background where concentration, finesse and smooth inputs, these were the traits we saw in Oscar in the cadet category. [...] You would often see other drivers have an advantage in the early part of the race, driving more aggressively, but Oscar had a more calm approach.

c__c but back to the first part of the ask and our good friend russell jorge, i'm mostly obsessed with oscar's reactions to his performance at the rollercoaster that was spa 2021 and the fact that he's been so vocally appreciate of george "outperforming" the car he was in. the 2 instances of the word HERO on his twitter:

and then this quote in an interview he did in 2022:

"[Success] is definitely not just defined by just world championships, and if you can outperform the car that you're in—I think George Russell has been a very fine example of that in years previous, you know, constantly getting the most out of that Williams and of course Spa. (laughs) Bit controversial, but he got a podium at the end of the day! And even without that, he qualified second, he outqualified everyone except Max in a Williams, which, you know, is an unbelievable result."

also george being the only f1 driver (i think) to tweet him for his f2 title :saluting_face:

AND ALSO THEM SHARING THE ANECDOTE OF THEIR AWKWARD FIRST MEETING ON THE FAST & CURIOUS POD??? aka oscar was told in his april 2023 ep that they were going to interview george next and he was like oh ok you can ask him about our "slightly left-field introduction," and then they had george on who was like oh yeah i met oscar for the first time washing our hands together in the bathroom on our way to the ausgp in 2020 😭 what a way to meet.

#ask #SORRY FOR THIS WORD SALAD...

[luvring]

Hello Nia it is bug jar anon I’ve actually resurrected myself. Had to claw through all the dirt and make a soul pact and everything yeah it was quite the ordeal anyways

If you ever have any Mhin headcanons I would be forever indebted to you but also no pressure

GENERAL MHIN HCS

gn!reader | OMG. OMGGGG OMG HELLO Welcome Back friend 🫶🫂 i respect and love a little resurrection i hope ur doing awesome 🫶 ofc i have mhin content for u

playing with mhin's hair..!!! them relaxing and letting you do whatever . think about mhin getting hair in their face and tying it into a little half-do situation. perf

we know they feed stray cats on patrols but have we considered the thought they've done it enough that the cats recognize them. that mhin has a mental schedule and map of where some regular ones are and makes sure to visit to see if they're alright :'(

THE CATS BUMPING AGAINST THEIR LEG AND PURRING 🙁💔 mhin smiling softly while petting them and talking to them quietly (because they're some of the only company they'll let themself have) (sorry.)

one more cat point. i'm not sure if they'd name them,, mhin gives me just remembering their appearance/personality vibes. but if YOU asked about names or wanted to name them,, well who are they to stop you. and of course the next time they see the cat they'll greet it with the name you chose.

you can gain mhin's trust / some affection by buying them sweets 🤞 i think it'd be very cute scene where they offer one of their favourites to you when you start getting along..

mhin and stargazing...i know they've got to have some favourite spots. they know where to get an awesome view of the night sky without any distractions!! imagine them bringing you up there and maybe talking about different constellations, how they found it, etc :(

^ you being the only other person who knows where these spots are... checking them first when looking for them.....

the others figure out you and mhin have are getting along and they won't fully leave either of you alone LOL. kuras and leander telling you to keep an eye on them / teasing you / etc yeah yeah alright guys relax

gets mad/worried if you get attacked. like in a raised voice "what were you thinking?" way before they realize and try to calm down and treat you. they can't hide the fact that they yelled your name in panic and ran over so

KISS THE BEAUTY MARK KISS THE BEAUTY MARK KI

mhin the type of person who if you started peppering their face with kisses they'd blush and ask what you're doing and why without actually pushing you away.

stares at you when you try to initiate small talk but inevitably answers anyways. same thing with dumb silly questions. they go back to what they were doing but if you keep pestering them they go "no, why would you even turn into a worm?" like

the type of person to get sleepy and do the head drooping thing so you get to pull them to rest against your shoulder

mhin has a very nice laugh...trust me. you get them to laugh and it's clear and lovely and their eyes squint and they sort of tilt their head down subconsciously and

kind of awkward about pda and initiating any physical affection but i think if you hugged them, after initial tension ofc,, they really want to melt into it. like they hesitantly wrap their arms around you but then they let themself rest in the crook of your neck

they look like they don't trust themself with gifts. they second guess anything they think of getting you but they actually end up getting something really useful/nice ? mhin pays close attention to your habits and interests even if they pretend not to

dry texter....actually no. they'd be snarky. they say stuff in a deadpan way. i think it'd be funny if they react to what they think are dumb texts with a thumbs down emoji before actually responding. oh that's so them with leander if they don't leave him on seen

#touchstarved game #touchstarved #mhin x reader #touchstarved mhin #🧾nia.answers #<3 bug jar anon #mhin gives me a little kenma energy #Who gets me. anyone. anybody #nia + touchstarved

[radiant-reid]

I think reader would find out Reid to be either a cuddler or a splayed out sleeper (leaning towards cuddler in this scenario cuz it’s cute)

I can see them being little awkward on spending the first night together in bed close to the beginning of their relationship (just sleeping not sex either because it was an exhausting case and Spence offered to just to back to his place or they both just need the comfort…or maybe sharing a hotel room on a case 🤭) but sharing a bed suggests that ofc 😉

But anyways they both kind of feel awkward cuz they haven’t really done anything like cuddling or being this close besides hugging and I can see reader being woken up from a pressure on her chest and she sees Spencer’s head buried in her neck or maybe lying on her chest with his arms wrapped tight around her. And this manz is like knocked out in a deep sleep with curls splayed out on her chest and she’s just like 😳 but ofc LOVES it

I also just know if they wake up like that the next day Spencer would be apologizing and embarrassed and reader is just assuring him that it’s more than fine and she loved it

:( I wanna cuddle with him and run my fingers through his hair - just like put your whole weight on me dude lay ur head on my chest and just rest u deserve it

He’s definitely such a cuddler and I bet he’s so shy about it and worried reader is going to think it’s too much too early, especially because it’s probably taken him a little longer than usual to be into hugs or kisses or holding hands

And then after she assures him it’s fine, he just wants to cuddle her all the time

There’s also no doubt in my mind that he’s the little spoon

#spencer reid

[love-toxin]

haha.....ha......just thinking.......abt Leon again....haha....

(cws: spicy interrogation roleplay, f!reader, blood, cnc, knife kink, fingering, m on f oral)

...........so what if sexy Leon roleplay but he wants to play a mean ol' detective who needs to extract precious info from this cute lil informant in his interrogation chair </3 it would be so much easier if you just tell him, just say what you know and he won't hurt you, you're such a pretty thing he doesn't want to hurt you anyways <3 ofc he's saying it while he's rubbing your thigh and getting in close, feeling your heartbeat speed up--he doesn't even need a lie detector, does he? you're just giving it all away in your body language? you're not a very good liar, sweetheart. maybe if you tell Mr. Kennedy what he really wants to know, he'll show you how to keep a straight face even under immense pressure.

and if you give him just a little too much attitude in reply, then he gets to pull out the big guns. the knife. so big and intimidating with those razor-sharp jagged edges, this would really hurt that soft skin of yours, and you don't want that, do you sweetie? don't worry, Leon won't make you bleed right away. but he makes sure you know how sharp it is by cutting away your clothes, watching you squirm and your hips lift off the chair as you pull at your cuffs, the cold metal bristling your skin and making you lean more into his warm touch. he lets you check in before he makes a cut with the very tip of the blade, so it comes out smooth--an "L" carved shallowly into your left thigh, in the soft part where nobody else will see it except for him. L for Leon, and L for liar. cause you're a little liar for saying you hate him, aren't you? you're leaving a puddle on the seat when he reaches down to touch you, so you certainly aren't showing him you hate him--especially not when you lose that last little sense of pride and moan for him as he swipes his fingers up your slit, his upper body leaning over you to catch how his fingers glisten in the light while he's exploring other avenues.

are you hiding information somewhere? down here? he has to exhaust all his options, you understand that, right? he has to lift you up and put you on the table for a better look, your bruised wrists unlocked and cuffed right back around the iron bar sticking out from the countertop. he wants to lick that little wound clean anyways, his tongue buzzing with the taste of your blood and how unusually sweet it is. that must mean he's close, surely--and he does uncover more information right away, one lick up the soaked folds of his informant has you fessing up immediately, crying out in incoherent babblings that must surely point towards the truth if he can decipher it. he just has to go deeper, breach his tongue past your opening and keep going even when you're squirming to get away, walls tightening and clenching so hard when he has to hold you down by the hips to get deeper. fingering your clit helps even more, he finds, rubbing it with frantic fervor has you leaking more and trembling less, limbs locked up in orgasm as you shudder and flail out in waves before falling limp. Leon wonders whether or not he's worn you out for the day when you pant so heavily like that, but a finger slipped inside that loosened hole and a little saliva spat into your clit perks you right back up to life, like a revival somehow. you're quite the little actress, huh? pretending to pass out to avoid further interrogation? that's an advanced tactic, love, but you can't outsmart him. he's not done here, no, not even close to it--he has to keep going until he can't get any deeper with that silver tongue of his, and only then will he resort to something bigger, thicker, that will definitely extract whatever information your pretty little self has left to offer.

#leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #re4make #resident evil #spicy writing #ellie thirsts

[mochie85]

To Have and To Hold - Chapter 5

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Summary: Violet finds the love note Loki meant to give her, making her question why she left in the first place. Meanwhile, Loki finds out where she's been hiding. A/N: I wanna thank @lokisgoodgirl for being my BETA and @michelleleewise for all the wonderful ideas, and @springdandelixn for helping with the letter. You guys are the absolute best! 🥰 Pairing: Loki x OFC/Reader Word Count: 2.3K Tags/Warnings: Lots of angst. Dividers By: @firefly-graphics

You held onto the bathroom sink tightly, looking into your puffy red eyes through the mirror. You cried when you found the napkin. You threw the book across the room and proceeded to work yourself into a frenzy destroying the guest room you were staying in.

You’d offer to pay for any damages, obviously, but you knew your brother would probably want to check you into the base’s infirmary for your blood pressure anyway. “All this stress can’t be good for the baby,” you could picture him saying.

All this time, Loki was going to apologize. He was ready to talk with you. The bookmark napkin you found in the baby book you brought with you fell out as you began to flip the pages. You noticed his elegant script right away and your heart fluttered.

You started to read his apology. His love shone through every word. Every pen stroke. You even laughed at his little notes in the corners.

But you recounted the way Loki looked at you when he found out you were pregnant. Even when he looked so angry, he was beautiful. That look said it all. He didn’t want the baby. He didn’t want you! It was the only look you could recall every time you brought up his face from your memories. The hateful, untrusting sneer. The malice in his eyes.

What were you thinking?! You were being stubborn. That’s what it was. You were trying to survive again on your own. Loki’s rejection, in the beginning, triggered a flight response in you. Something you hadn’t felt since before your relationship together.

You can’t go back now. He would see that you lied about still being pregnant. You had never lied to him. This would break his trust and his heart. He would really leave you now.

“Violet? Violet, open the door,” your brother yelled. You opened the door walking past him. “Are you ok? What happened?” He followed you as you sat on the bed, clutching Loki’s note in your hands.

“I made a mistake, Callum. A huge mistake. I just fucked up my life and I can never go back,” you cried.

“Hey, hey, hey. It’s ok. It’s ok.” Callum said putting his arm around you. “Look, I may not know much about all that stuff that you superheroes do. Heck, you’re the only superhero I know.” You tried to smile at his attempt to make you feel better. “But I do know that humans make mistakes. And there is never a mistake big enough when you ask for forgiveness and mean it. Well…save for mass murder or kicking puppies…”

You cried into his shoulder, the pain of losing Loki because of your own misgivings felt like a sharp knife cutting around the outline of your heart. Every time you thought about past events, the knife would continue around the edge. Then the thought of your child not having a father because of your selfishness was what finally finished the incision and cut out your heart completely.

“I’m a monster. A stupid, stubborn woman who couldn’t even think to talk it over with the man I love. He tried so hard, Callum. So hard! And every time I just shut him down.”

“What happened? What changed? You were so mad at him this morning.”

“He loved me, Callum. And I…we didn’t even get a chance to talk.” You handed him the well-worn napkin. Loki’s elegant script crossed and re-written from all the words he tried to say.

“Wow. That’s some note,” Callum said. “What are you going to do? What does it mean?”

“It means nothing,” you yelled, getting up from his side on the bed and pacing. “The only reason I left was because I thought he didn’t want the baby. Odin would have taken it. At least that’s what Thor had implied. I don’t know! I didn’t know…I didn’t know what he wanted,” you cried looking into Callum’s eyes. “I never gave him the chance. And now it’s too late. He thinks the baby died and if I go back to him and tell him, he will never want to be with me again!”

“Vee, you’re making assumptions again. I mean…isn’t that what got you in this mess in the first place? You need to talk to him. He needs to know that his child is alive!”

“And then what? Have the child taken away by their awful grandfather to be raised in some foreign world without their parents?”

“Do you honestly believe that Loki would let that happen?”

“I- I don’t know.”

“Has Loki never considered your feelings? Has he ever not done what you asked him to do?”

“No.”

“To me, you’re just scared to face the consequences of your actions.”

“Wouldn’t you be?!”

“Well, ya. I wouldn’t want an angry demi-god mad at me,” Callum said standing up and facing you. “But, I also don’t have a demi-god in love with me.”

“It just doesn’t make sense,” Loki said behind Bruce and Thor. Bruce had queued up your last security footage on the screen. They watched as you gathered your stuff and headed into your shared bedroom. Then the footage stops.

They’ve watched the same footage for the past two months. Loki, more religiously, trying to find small clues about your whereabouts. They’ve looked everywhere. Loki asked all your friends who weren’t part of SHIELD. Bruce and Thor searched all your previous residences, no one knows where you are.

Loki wouldn’t quit until he found you. Until he disavowed the notion in your head that you weren’t enough. He should’ve made that clear from the very moment he found out about the pregnancy. Even more so when the child was lost. He should’ve made sure you knew that you were loved and cherished. Especially by no one more than him.

“Did she mention anything to you while you spoke on the phone that night?” Thor asked.

“No. Absolutely nothing. She wasn’t very forthcoming over the phone. She just sounded really unhappy and miserable.” Gods, do I make her miserable? Did she leave me? Loki thought.

“FRIDAY, continue the tape from where you stopped,” Bruce added.

“Unfortunately, Dr. Banner, I am unable to fulfill that request due to a small power outage your experiment created that night.”

“Oh, that’s right. Our little project with Mjolnir created an electric arc causing a brief black-out.”

“What?!” Loki shrieked. “Two months! Two. Whole. Months! We’ve been watching the same asinine footage! And I’m just now finding out about this? How long was this black-out?”

“Two minutes or so. The backup generators go online after one minute of being down. Then it takes another minute to reboot the system.” Bruce replied, unperturbed.

“Enough time for her to leave the compound unnoticed?” Thor queried.

“Enough time for her to get outside into the neighboring woods,” Loki added. He remembered that last bittersweet night with you. Where he took you to a secluded glen by the river’s edge and you both confessed your love for each other.

“FRIDAY queue every video of the hallway, common rooms, and exits when the generator took over.” The large screen was split into tiny squares. Each video shows the moment electricity came back onto the campus.

“I-I don’t see her,” Thor said looking intently at the screen.

“THERE!” Loki yelled pointing to the bottom right-hand corner.

“You saw Violet?” Bruce asked.

“No. It’s the flash of the Bifrost!” Loki answered.

“How can you tell?” Bruce asked as he examined the screen where Loki pointed. “It’s all so bright…” he trailed off as FRIDAY expanded the video till it was on full screen. The video started with a flash. The lights were turning on in the compound and around the main driveway and airstrips. But in the corner of the screen, a small, unfocused, multicolored light shone offbeat with the rest of the lights of the compound.

“Heimdall?” Thor queried. “Heimdall!” Loki said with a growl.

“She is clever that one.” Heimdall’s voice echoed from behind Loki. He turned around and found himself inside Himinbjorg, Heimdall’s temple. Loki looked around for Bruce and Thor but couldn’t find them.

“Where is she?” Loki demanded. “And how dare you keep this from me. Why did you help her? This is an act of treason, Heimdall. I could have your head for this!”

“It was my obligation to help all and future members of the royal family,” Heimdall simply stated. Future members of the royal family? Loki thought. A small flicker of love and pride flickered inside him giving him hope that the two of you would be reunited soon.

“Why does everyone have an opinion on our futures? What happens to Violet and I will be decided by no one but us! I demand you take me to her at once.”

Heimdall thought for a moment. His eyes wandered far and away. Into a space and time Loki could not see. “I only want what’s best for you, your highness. It will be too early if I take you there myself. Speak with Thor, he will know where she is.”

“Thor barely remembers what he had for supper last night. And what does that even mean? You are worse than mother!” Loki grumbled.

“A side effect, I’m afraid, when you can see everything and anything all at once,” Heimdall said mysteriously. “And may I be the first to congratulate you, your highness.”

“For what?” Loki growled. In an instance, the image of Heimdall disappeared along with the gilded temple surrounding him. Loki was faced, instead, with a smile-laden Thor.

“You’ve just seen Heimdall haven’t you?” Thor asked.

“Yes, and he seems to think you know where Violet is!”

“Me? Brother, I assure you, I would’ve taken you wherever she may be if I had known where she is.”

“According to Heimdall, you do. So out with it! What have you two been speaking about?”

“The last time I spoke with her was on our last mission.”

“Where you let her get shot!”

“Will you ever let me live that down?”

“NO!”

“Fine!” Thor started thinking, trying to recall his conversation with you to the best of his ability. “We talked about our traditions. Then she got scared. And she mentioned something about wanting a knight and not a prince.” Thor looked up at the ceiling trying to recount the conversation he had with you weeks ago.

“This is ridiculous.” Loki reached up and tried to touch Thor’s forehead.

“No. No. I don’t want to be a frog again!” Thor yelled backing up and waving his hands in the air.

“You will be whisked to Asgard as soon as you two make it official. You’ll be the princess to the people. And If Loki decides, and wins, his claim to the throne, a Queen someday.” Thor patted you on the back with a warm smile on his face. “All I ever wanted was a quiet life back home, close to my family. I just wanted my knight in shining armor to grow old with. Not the Prince to make me his princess.” “Have you spoken to Loki about this?” Thor asked.

The image warped away from his mind. Loki saw it all. He saw your confusion and pain. He saw the heartache of a life forfeited. One way or another you would have to sacrifice something. In a world where he wanted to give you everything, the last thing he wanted to give you was an ultimatum.

“She went home,” Loki whispered.

“But we checked her last residence prior to moving to the compound and no one has seen her,” Bruce answered.

“No,” Loki whispered. “She went to be with her family. ‘A quiet life back home, close to family,’ she said.”

“That would be difficult. She came from a military background. Moved around the world a lot.” Bruce commented. Loki remembered you mentioning that a while back. “Her only family is her twin brother…”

“Callum,” Loki finished.

“Why haven’t we checked with him?” Thor asked.

“He is still active military. Moves around a bit himself. The last known home station was an air base three hours south of Paris. Châteauroux-Déols.” Bruce read aloud from FRIDAY’s briefings.

“She’s there I can feel it,” Loki said looking at the screen one more time. Loki moved quickly, walking past the two men and making his way out into the hallway.

“Brother, where are you going?”

“I’m going to get her back!”

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[tommyarashikage]

WIP Walentinesday

it is once again wednesday, and it's been a while so time to share some writing again!

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after once again not writing for like two weeks, I actually managed to get back into it again!

this is a new fic I'm working on and it's canon x canon from the show hazbin hotel! though one could say I'm taking some creative liberties for one of them since she's only been mentioned by name so far. my character now. anyways, sharing two snippets from the first and second chapter! all still subject to change ofc

Pain stings in his thorax, fully awakening him out of his slumber. His face distorts slightly as he places his hand on the spot. His ribs hurt. Why do his ribs hurt?

With the use of his hands, Adam slowly pushes himself off the ground, getting up to sit on the soft grass. Sleep doesn’t feel as good when you’re alone. It feels empty, unfulfilling. As if he didn’t rest at all.

Lilith is not by his side. Still gone.

In hopes of spotting her somewhere else, Adam looks around. Everything looks as beautiful as ever. The colours haven’t faded. Nature and animals alike are calm and at peace. The place is illuminated like the angels themselves were smiling upon it all. Everything is as it should be. Almost.

His view roams the grass field until his eyes land upon a figure. A woman. His eyes gleam at the sight. Did Lilith finally return to him?

You shall be given a new one.

Excitement takes all his weight from him, and he jumps on his feet. The man’s chest becomes lighter with every step he takes, making him almost float to her. He might as well be one of the angels.

As he gets a closer look at the woman, he notices her unfamiliar features. It makes him stop in his tracks. Only now does he realize that this isn’t Lilith. A rounder face and brown hair grace the woman sitting in the grass. Her hands were clasped in front of her chest and, by now, held out in front of her, inspecting them with a curious expression. Then she places them on the ground, running her fingers through the blades of grass.

It is endearing to watch. Something within him stirs.

She is taking in everything around her with great interest. Looking around to make sense of her whereabouts. Adam remembers that feeling.

When her eyes land on him, she stops. Unlike Lilith’s silver ones, the new woman has brown eyes. And despite his sudden appearance beside her, her expression is soft. It makes his stomach flutter.

You shall be given a new bride.

He offers his hand to her, and she takes it without hesitation.

and from chapter 2!... ignore the brackets, words are hard

The blue light of her phone illuminates her face, forcing her to squint her eyes slightly. The colour creeps itself [into her senses], drying up her eyes until they start to sting. Cold and lifeless as one would expect from the tech.

7 missed calls.

Eve rubs her eyes. Partly to ease the pain and partly out of frustration. “Vox tends to be very…”

“Annoying?”

“Persistent.”

“I’m surprised this creep even bothers to call you. His drones are fucking everywhere.” There’s a hint of venom in his voice. Cain never had sympathy for most of the sinners — especially those that brag about their presence here — but Vox? Her son hated the guy, despite never having met him. It also caused him to curse a lot more than usual.

#wip tag #i'm ditching the small font i hope that's okay #i don't know if anyone saw the show lol #but i'm obsessed with it to say the least #i've started to outline all of my fics now which should make my life easier i hope

[venigni]

Back to modern day!Penigni AU brainrot

P purposely boycotts all his dad's fav authentic Italian restaurants not bc the food isnt great (because it is holy shit) but mostly bc his dad is friends with all the owners and he swears they spy on him when his dads not around on his behalf (college aged young adult trying to get out of their parents shadow but they still rely on them for everything & live with them etc etc paranoia)

So when it's time to pick a date night spot for he and Venigni he takes him to this fakeass cheap American Italian restaurant instead

And Venigni is horror stricken by what he witnesses in this place. He keeps trying to make conversation with the waitress who actually knows nothing about Italy. He is offended by what he sees on the menu being claimed to be authentic

"What is this alfredo sauce????"

The girl is so fucking embarrassed bc man she's just a high schooler and here Venigni is asking her to bring out the owner and/or head chef for a talking to

Meanwhile P is just. Pretending to stay cool like

The whole time. BC he knew better and still he fucked up and god does Venigni still even want to be with him anymore hes literally DYING inside bc this night could not have gone any worse and his father was right, his father was right this whole time about these restaurants--

Also DW Venigni gives the waitress a massive (like $1k) tip for the trouble and also offers to buy a portion of the restaurant so he can help make it better and more authentic, send them to Italy for training by chefs, etc etc etc

By the end of it all, Venigni is cheerfully walking out with P and babbling about all his ideas on how to improve the place and P is just

"I just dodged the biggest bullet. Carlo can never know about this."

But also he's really happy that Venigni isn't actually upset about the date so ajdjdkdmd. He agrees to let Venigni pick the place next time cuz fuck that pressure was too great LOL

But Carlo hears about it anyway bc Venigni cannot keep his mouth shut. He thinks it was adorable so ofc he gossips to Geppetto while standing at the door to bring P home for the evening like a true gentleman.

P standing at the door listening to the re-telling:

Carlo standing behind Geppetto and hearing the whole thing:

(It's marinara sauce from the authentic pasta they had for dinner at home)

#lies of p #penigni #p #lorenzini venigni #geppetto #carlo #based on my italian besties absolute hatred of alfredo sauce btw #headcanon #modern au #ALSO HERE TO CLARIFY THEY LIVE IN AMERICA IN THIS AU

[blorbocedes]

perhaps this is me being shallow and i’m not trying to insinuate that every driver on the grid has to be gunning for a wdc but i don’t understand why anyone would turn down a rb contract at this stage? i mean if the rumours about alex refusing the seat are true i just… idk i know he’s been personally victimised by helmut marko before and been through the rb ringer but he’s a much better much more skilled and experienced driver right now and if it were me i’d personally want to test my skills against max. rb is the most coveted seat right now, it’s an opportunity to get regular podiums and even wins if max messes up or you’re simply faster. i don’t enjoy this “running from a fight” mentality (not saying that’s what alex is doing rn cause ofc there are other things at play) and it is in fact one of the reasons ****** sorta fell out of my favour. anyway i hope this makes sense haha not a native speaker, and not trying to be rude i just… don’t get it. i had similar thoughts about lando before, when horner said they’d talk to lando and then he’d only use that as leverage in his mclaren contracts. but baffling to me to come all the way to f1 after dedicating your life to it and then just going “nah” when you have the chance to be in the best car cause the other might be better than you. i mean when max got to rb daniel was the guy who had just pulverised 4-time wdc vettel, and you didn’t see him hesitte to jump in the car mid-season

when you sign a redbull contract now, you know you're effectively going to play second driver until 2028. yes Alex is a more complete driver now and would prob fare much better vs Max now, but he's also been through the RBR ringer like you said. going back would mean adjusting to an entirely new car while Max has only driven redbulls, AND getting scrutinised 2x because of his prev performance. anything below p2 is considered underperforming in the best car, and that's a lot of pressure and ofc your ego having to handle being "Max's bitch." pulling a rosberg against a generational talent is not easy. at Williams alex is personally more involved and treated as team leader and the car has improved from being the worst back marker to a solid midfielder, with Alex outdriving it.

also. job security in f1 is notoriously limited with 20 seats and rookies from f2 vying to get in. let's say alex goes to RBR. he either has to hope they let him drive until 2028 and finally get a shot at the championship (if 2026 regulations don't turn it into a junk box) and no second driver is getting a 5 year contract. Valtteri went from the best car to a backmark/midfielder. He's not even in question when silly season rolls around for the Ferraris and Bulls, despite being a solid second driver who picked off wins when Lewis dnf'd. they might scout him for Audi because they need an experienced driver for development. your career moving from the best car can only go Down. Alex already had a year off from f1 as a reserve driver when RB booted him, whatever choices he makes -- it'll be with a long term goal in mind.

Alex has said recently that if the Williams doesn't improve, he will look at other options -- as he should! He's being scouted by multiple teams. The improvements of the Aston Martin and even Mclaren have shown absolute backmarkers can become podium contending cars within a season! you'd prefer to succeed with a team that knows you and will accommodate to you than a top team where you're expected to play someone else's defense. Which brings me to lando. Lando is in the curious case Max was in 2017/18, where all the top teams were courting him. He had offers from Ferrari and Merc, while nobody knew if the RB Honda deal would work, and the RB was DNFing every other race. redbull convinced max to stay, that they'll develop the car around him and they will become a top team. I'm sure mclaren is doing the same to lando, that's the only team he's driven for and he's getting paid Very Well, the team principal is literally invested in his business, and they started this season around p19/p20, and finished it on podium. the results are there, why would he move to rbr to pick off max's crumbs?

do you know who absolutely did run from a fight? daniel. bc RB had no outright driver hierarchy in 2018, they literally stated they wanted to win a championship with daniel -- but max was too much of a rising star and daniel dipped, leaving the only team his career had anything notable from.

#silly season #f1 driver pairings #blorbocedes ask

[bluskye-27]

Hi sky!! It’s me again!

I absolutely LOVE how you do my requests and your work and it makes me so happy, and i apologize if I’m requesting to much!

Can I request Headcannons for Kid + zoro + luffy When their s/o is comfortable enough with them that they show their childish side around them like “don’t step on the cracks!” While walking or they do something that’s childish

fluff and FemReader please!

Kid, Zoro & Luffy with Childish! Fem! S/O

Summary: You and your boyfriend have been dating for a while and you finally decided to show them your cute hidden side~<3

Eustass Kid:

- A big bad pirate captain and a cute childish woman

- What a pair

- You and Kid have been dating for three months (with him getting peer pressured by the crew to confess to you ofc), you were comfortable enough to show him your hidden childish side

- You were subtle at first, putting stickers on Kid's hair and tools whenever he's not looking.

- The redhead was annoyed at whoever put multitude of flower stickers on his spiky red hair and precious tools. He confronted each member of his crew (so basically threatening them) and caught you putting big ass stickers on his favorite wrench.

- He was like "Oh, it's you." *Insert (⁠ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ⁠) face* XD

- You had a spare sticker on your hand so you decided to stick it on Kid's nose and giggled at his scrunched up face

- He forgave you. Barely

- He made you rip off your stickers tho, making you pout.

- But at least he keeps spoiling you with the cute souvenirs he made.

Roronoa Zoro:

- We know how Zoro treats Chopper like his little brother, right?

- Well, when he found out your childish side, he fell in love with you more. Not that he'll admit out loud tho

- You're the cute childish type, don't worry ;P

- Zoro would let you put flowers on his hair and doesn't mind if you tried to braid his hair

- He even supports your balance when you wanted to walk on some railing or edge. Don't worry, he's strong. Have you seen him lifting those huge ass barbells?? Cause damn, boi XD

- You're the one who tugs his hand whenever you saw something wonderful and he lets you lead the way. Cause no one wanted the moss to get lost, right?

- Overall, Zoro will treat you like he treats Chopper but noticeably softer and gentler

- You rewarded him with sweet kisses on his cheeks which he loves so much :3

Monkey D. Luffy:

- You and Luffy are definitely the troublemakers of the crew so yeah, utter chaos everyday 👍

- The crew doesn't mind you but Luffy? Oh gosh, he's terribly goofy.

- Luf tried to give you beetles as a gift, you cried ofc. Nami made sure to teach him a lesson while Robin comforts you ~

- Anyway, instead of giving you beetles and frogs, Luffy gave you stickers instead. You kissed him for this ;)

- You, Luffy, Chopper and Usopp would form a circle and draw random stuffs on the deck. The artistic level would range from Luffy, Chopper & You, and Usopp. Usopp kept bragging about his drawings tho

- Every midnight, Luffy would wake you up to raid the fridge but unfortunately, Sanji locked it up with seastone chains! The two of you whined.

- Luckily, you got spoiled with food by Sanji the next day, so yay!

- Luffy never shared his food and it's a huge shocker to the crew when he offered you a chunk of his meat for the first time. You gave him your special dessert in return.

- When exploring on a new island, Luffy and you would run off to do something fun. Eating and buying the things you like. Luffy spoiled you with his allowance he got from Nami so yeah, you guys splurged the said money on cool stuff.

- And yes, you and Luffy would definitely play "Don't step on the cracks!" everyday <3

Hello to you too, @gl00ml ! Thank you for the kind words (⁠*⁠꒪⁠ヮ⁠꒪⁠*⁠)!

#eustass kid #eustass kid x reader #one piece kid x reader #roronoa zoro #roronoa zoro x reader #one piece zoro x reader #monkey d. luffy #monkey d luffy x reader #one piece luffy x reader

[audhd-nightwing]

steve & physical affection

robin: steve is probably the most affectionate with robin with other people around. they hold hands, play with each others hair (only robin and eddie can touch steve’s hair), always sit next to each other, cuddle at night (holding the other through nightmares), use the other as a pillow, etc.

since most people in Hawkins think they are dating, no one questions how touchy they are and they accidentally become the town couple. girlfriends ask their boyfriends why they don’t show them as much affection as steve does to robin, housewives sigh and dream about what could’ve been- and one actually leaves her husband and thanks stobin for helping her realize she deserves better (they’re extremely confused but very happy for her). everyone in the Party & co. knows ppl think they are dating except for steve and robin who are completely oblivious to it. they all think it’s hilarious

eddie: while he is the go-to person when robin isn’t around, steve also just likes being close to/held by someone his height/taller (eddie wears platform boots for a reason). he likes to play with eddie’s hands and trace his tattoos, and likes to sit next to eddie and just feel the solid weight of him. his shoulders easily become steve’s favorite headrest/pillow. when they sit across from each other, they usually end up interlocking their legs or just kicking at each other like kids (they’re idiots /affectionate)

steve is the only person eddie lets touch his hair because he knows that steve Gets It. steve feels weirdly honored and definitely does not tear up when eddie tells him, no sir. he loves brushing eddie’s hair and braiding it, and it makes eddie feel pampered so he does it a lot

once they start dating eddie likes to use steve’s lap as a pillow and steve will play with eddie’s hair and press kisses all over his face (eddie swears steve’s thighs are better than any expensive pillow)

when he notices steve start panicking or disassociating, eddie will grip the back of his neck in order to ground him. he’ll run his hand through the hair at steve’s nape and talk about his day or what to have for dinner in order to distract steve from his thoughts

when the same happens to eddie, steve will pull eddie to his chest, hold him really tight (the pressure helps eddie) and whisper assurances (i’m okay, you’re okay, we’re safe, etc.) while rubbing his back

their favorite way to sleep is with steve on his back, eddie half on top of him using his chest as a pillow, and steve’s arms looped around eddie’s shoulders

steve can’t be held without feeling claustrophobic and he prefers holding onto someone rather than being held anyway (aka he’s the big spoon). eddie is the opposite and prefers to be held so it works out perfectly. steve basically uses eddie as a human teddy bear and eddie loves it.

they kiss each others scars ofc

steve loves hugging eddie from behind in the middle of conversations, just wrapping his arms around eddie and hooking his chin over his shoulder randomly (eddie doesn’t even react anymore, just continues the conversation like nothing happened)

similarly when either of them need to recharge they just walk up to the other and drop their head on the other’s shoulder. the other is then obligated to hide them from people who want to talk to them

during hellfire campaigns steve will sit on eddie’s throne and eddie will sit on his lap so steve can hug him and watch the game over his shoulder. once he learns more about D&D he offers eddie ideas (one of the biggest twists in the Party’s latest campaign that they all loved was actually steve’s idea) and will occasionally play an npc

when they’re in public they throw an arm around each others shoulders, roughhouse and do “bro stuff” as an excuse to be touchy

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #robin buckley #stobin friendship #platonic stobin #steve and robin #steddie ficlet #steddie fluff #platonic stobin fluff #hellfire club #give steve harrington the love he deserves #touch starved steve harrington #cuddling & snuggling