#or for vent because can you imagine the tone shift couldn't be

[yan-sideblog]

sorry for another request, but can you write a short fic of the reader sneaking out without Jack (or at least attempt too) for some alone time or out with a friend, but eventually gets caught and gets a lengthy ass “but outside is dangerous without your loved one by your side” talk. Love your work btw <3

I can just imagine Jack goin on this long lecture and MC just sitting there like "you done bro?".

All fhey wanted was one night. Was that to much to ask? According to the universe? Yes, yes it was.

It was a solid plan in theory. Wait for an hour after he fell asleep then quietly sneak out after changing into some clothes they stored under the couch. After that it was just quick walk to the bar around the corner from work.

One of their college buddies, Lucille, was in town for the week and wanted to catch up over drinks. And while they weren't as close to her as they were Shaun they were still happy to hear from her.

And it was a great evening. Laughing over memories from class, venting about their equally disliked jobs and just making general conversation.

But as the night wound down they agreed it was best to head home after making plans to hang out again the next time she was in town, Shaun would be in town then to so hopefully he could join.

Unfortunately that's where the fun ended. Because when they got home they were greated by a very unhappy Jack with his arms crossed. And that's how they ended up here, getting ready for bed whilst trying to ignoring the lecturing clown man following them everywhere.

"I just don't get why you'd do something so reckless." they couldn't tell if he was genuinely confused or it was fake and honestly they didn't care.

"For the last time Jack I'm not 5. I'm allowed to go hang out with a friend, alone." and that's all they wanted really. Just a few hours with a friend without having to keep looking over their shoulder at something nobody else can see or hear.

"I know that, and I'm not saying you are. All I'm saying is that being out late on your own isn't safe." he keeps talking as they sit on the edge of the bed crossing their arms.

They know he doesn't mean to be but Jack can be so suffocating at times. And they've tried explaining it nicely multiple times but it never seems to stick, sometimes they wonder if they should just be blunt about it. But each time they think that a fuzziness comes over their head and the thought vanishes.

Even now they can feel it at the edges of their mind, whittling down their annoyance. It's not normal right? They should be mad that he's making a big deal about this. They should be firm about needing time apart from him. Right?

But, much as they wish they would, the words just never come out. They were so lost in thought they didn't notice him sit next to him until he put his hand on their shoulder.

"You know i only worry so much because i care about you right?" his voice seems to spur the warm fuzziness further, eating up more of their bad feelings. And honestly they were starting not to care. It was late and, while it wasn't an early shift, they did have work the next day.

Letting out a tired sigh they lean into his shoulder noting how warm he felt. "I know Jack and i won't just take off next time, alright?" the argument wasn't worth continuing in their opinion, besides he did sort of have a point. They would be freaked out to if he just wasn't there when they woke up so maybe it wasn't just him being overly clingy.

"Alright sunshine. How about we get you to sleep? You've got a busy day tomorrow." his voice was back to it's usual happy tone. Were it not for them being exhausted they'd question the sudden change. But the thought didn't occur to them even as he tucked them in snd placed a kiss at the top of their head.

After all he's just being his normal self. His normal, happy, affectionate, considerate self. Sure he worries a bit to much and can be a bit clingy but it's not so bad right? After all he's just thinking about what's best for them.

"Of course i am. All i want is for you to be happy and safe. So just let me take care of you.".

#jack #something's wrong with sunny day jack #sunny day jack #swwsdj #sdj #sdj fic #druunkdaze #yan-sideblog

[violexides]

MY HUBRIS

#personal #i've been so fucking weird today i am so sorry #i've socially interacted with like 2 people today because i forgot how to do #anything else #this is vaguely a vent but a pretentious one so not for main #or for vent because can you imagine the tone shift couldn't be #love you guys

[bluemoondust]

My twst oc boy's birthday was only two days ago and I wanted to just do something for it. I at least want to get some stress off my back so here's just a short something for him. His name is Cosmo and this is what he looks like (the blonde one). Hope you like him!

Warning(s): Clingy Behavior, Obsessive Behavior, Slight Pain (just a strong grip on darling's wrist), Mentions of Yelling, Attempted Kidnapping to actual Kidnapping

Notes: Darling is not MC in this; just is in the same boat as them, Everyone is 18+

You knew he wasn't that air headed from the second time you encountered him. He was just as cheery and naive as the Scarabia Dorm Leader, yet something was amiss as you heard more whispers along the hallways. He was a Spellman, but that didn't mean anything to you. How would you know if this world was so new to you? What did that even mean?

He was so eager to hang around you and your fellow friends, like he was starving for this sort of interaction. He'd always compliment and playfully tease you, but sometimes those smiles didn't reach his ruby red eyes. Maybe you're just imagining things. Cosmo had never done anything to even cause this sort of unease. He may be whatever others say he is, but that's just because of a name, right?

"You won't leave me, will you?" It was initially just an act of his whiny attitude when he got all pouty because of his elder brother's backhanded insults. The two would always get into petty arguments and Cosmo would complain if his brother got away with it. It isn't fair as he puts it. Still, now that question seems more alarming as time passes.

... and everything still seemed so normal and at peace.

You didn't have time for this. All this speculation was exhausting your mind and body. Sleep was more difficult as days pass and strange dreams woke you up. They weren't the usual mirror dreams you'd get. Maybe it was a sign, but how could you tell? A yawn passes your lips as you get up for the day. Might as well pull through and possibly get a nap in between lessons so you can avoid the chance of passing out in the hallways. That'd be a sight for others... And bothersome.

You've decided to rest in the library during break, letting Grim hang out with Ace and Deuce without you. All that was needed was some time for yourself. This was one of the only places you could get that.

Cosmo was much fussier than usual. Even more clingy as well as he spotted you sitting alone. He immediately vented out his frustrations of his brothers and other students; they were all so annoying and can't let him be at peace. "Not you guys though. You're very dear to me and I know you'll never upset me." It was supposed to be something of a way to cheer himself up, telling himself he had friends in you all no matter what.

"My brother doesn't like you. Because you're magicless and still manage to attend the school." Cosmo's voice was eerily monotone as he changed the subject, immediately making you hyper aware of where you were.

He blows air out of his mouth in a huff, "I don't care though. His pride is just wounded because of all the hard work he did to get here." A smirk creeped onto his lips. "It was so satisfying to see the look on his face."

You didn't know how to respond; couldn't tell if he was being serious about this conversation or just poking fun at his brother. His arm suddenly made it's way around your shoulder and his weight leaned onto your body.

"He's foolish and a complete pompous bastard." Cosmo sounded... Playful, but there was an edge to his voice. "Do you know what he told me this morning as I left my dorm?"

"No... What did he say?"

A soft but sharp laugh answered you as Cosmo displayed a tight smile. "He said you all are a bad influence on me. Especially you." A scoff. "What does he know?"

The half hug was suddenly becoming suffocating but that didn't seem to come to the blonde's attention. He was so warped up in every negative thought he had. You believed it was time to cut this conversation short before things escalated. It wasn't something you wanted to fear to happen, but there have been other times where your safety was threatened in this school. With a quick but gentle shove, you pried Cosmo off of you. Of course this startles him a little, until he gives you those puppy dog eyes.

"Oh, is it time to go already. Aw... I wanted some more time with you."

You did your best to push down the unease, mustering up your best smile. "Yeah, can't help that time flies, you know?"

Cosmo chuckles bitterly at your words. "Mhm. But... Maybe we can skip? Please? I'll make it up to you. I'll get notes from the class so we don't miss anything."

"Sorry Cosmo, but I can't afford to skip. Grim needs me there after all."

The young man blinks before pouting in defeat. "Fine, fine. You win. You're lucky that I like you~"

It doesn't mean anything. He always teases like this.

"Ah, well, I better get going. See you later." With a wave, you dash off to ensure you get to class on time. The whole conversation kept replying in your head as you felt his burning stare onto your back while your form got farther away.

"Of course."

Where the hell is this? You frantically scanned the area to see that you're nearing the woods next to the school. Everything was dark and crickets were chirping. Nighttime. How? A million thoughts raced through your head, but one excruciatingly loud one told you to head back to your room. You need a place of comfort to gather your thoughts for now—

"Aw man. I knew I shouldn't have strained my vocals too much."

"Cosmo?" Leave. Run. You had to get away. Seeing him and the desire to sprint was one thing you were sure of. Him being here was an obvious red flag. But why couldn't you move? Don't just stand there!

All you could do was listen to him hum cheerfully like you weren't absolutely terrified at this moment. "This is the farthest I've taken you out tonight. Guess singing without a water break is quite bothersome. Ugh..." He looked annoyed but he quickly shifted his expression to one of joy.

"But at least I managed to place a teensy curse on you before you could process anything! Aren't I resourceful! Vil always did tell me I should be more prepared in various situations."

You weren't listening. You wanted to scream, do anything other than be near him at this moment. Why you?

He crept closer, touching your face as he sighed in content. His forehead was then pressed against yours. "I wish we could stay like this forever... Just the two of us." Cosmo grabbed your wrists.

"Cosmo, please stop. This is wrong. We... We can talk this out. Just let me go."

He laughed at you. "Oh no, I can't do that my sweet thing." His increasing grip scared you as his smile remained but his tone shifted. "I can't afford to lose you. You're my everything. The only one who listens and cares. My brother be damned!"

It was the first time you've seen him express rage. All those pouts, whines, complaints were replaced with sneers, growls, and yelling. This might scare you a little less than his eerie calm and joyful self, but it made you flinch nonetheless. You hoped that this was all just some cruel nightmare from the lack of sleep.

"I'm so sorry... It'll be alright once you get you past that point. Then, you won't ever have a reason to leave me! You won't leave me," His voice lowered in a serene, but threatening melody, "Will you (Come To Me)?"

#yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere writing #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere twst oc #yandere twisted wonderland oc #yandere

[moody-cowdaddy]

Rough

Tony Stark x Reader

Summary: You and Tony have been butting heads ever since you joined the Avengers, but things finally come to a head once the two of you are left alone at headquarters.

Category: Smut

A/N: I'm doing it, I'm finally taking the leap. I've wanted to write Marvel based imagines for a while, and after seeing Endgame, I am fucked up. I need to vent my sadness.

~

You had been with the Avengers for a little over a year. It was a decent gig. Fight bad guys, save the world, be loved by all. Well, loved by some, anyway. You got along with most of your colleagues aside from one: Tony Stark. Every new recruit went through some hazing from the self described genius, playboy, philanthropist, millionaire. But it seemed you were receiving your fair share, and then some from, 'The Man of Iron' as Thor always called him.

"You wanna be useful and make me some coffee?" Tony asked, finally emerging from his garage.

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He looked haggard and frustrated. He was hard at work trying to crack the code for a new nano technology modification for his suit. The two of you were currently the only ones stationed at the Avengers headquarters while the rest of the team were either out doing there own thing or working on other assignments. It was rare that all of you ever worked as a team, unless something detrimental was happening.

It had been quiet for the past few weeks, and luckily, no outside or inside entities were threatening to blow up Earth at the moment. So, you had decided to take advantage of the free time and rest up.

You raised an eyebrow at comment as you sat down the book you were reading, "Uh, I'm on the team, y'know. I'm not your live-in maid."

"Hmm," he hummed at you sarcastically, "And who exactly are you again?

"Cut the shit, Tony. You've been riding my ass since I joined," you cut your eyes to him once more before shifting your body away from him.

"Yeah, and someone clearly needs to," he said bluntly.

You snapped your head back to him as he still stood firmly beside you, looking over you with stern gaze. All the disagreements and offhand comments that had accumulated over the past year, all the pent up aggravation seemed as if it was all coming to a head now. He seemed intent on having a fight, or atleast telling you how he really felt.

"Oh yeah," you sucked your teeth, "And what exactly is your point?"

"My point is that you're reckless," he furrowed his brow, throwing a hand up.

You scoffed, genuinely amused by what he was saying, "Wreckless? Of all people telling me that I'm wreckless. I've heard stories about you and your wreckless days, Mr. Stark."

He nodded his head, "Sure have. Sure have. Do you see me acting like that now? No, you don't." He pointed towards the floor, "This. All of this, is not a game."

You rolled your eyes quickly, finally standing up from the couch you were seated on as you took a step forward. You were face-to-face with him now, and it made the hair on the back of your neck stand on end.

"Maybe I'm not the most ethical Avenger, but I get shit done my way," you gritted your teeth, locking eyes with him.

"That's the mentality that gets people killed," He whispered gruffly.

"What are you, a boy scout?" your mouth stretched into a thin line.

"Nope. I'll leaving the boyscouting to the Cap'," he shook his head, his eyes unwavering from yours.

"You wanna settle it? Put on the suit, and we can go a couple of rounds. Otherwise, we're done here," you shrugged, waiting for his answer.

As much as the two of you seemed to dislike eachother, there was always an odd tension in the air whenever the two of you got into it like this. It was a tension of more than just differences in opinion, that way obvious. You had to admit that it was palpable and exciting whenever the two of you did go at it like this.

Tony wasn't a bad looking guy by any means, and you'd be first to admit it, he was was down right handsome if you were being honest, but you had never really taken that much notice of it, until now. It was as if this encounter had flipped a switch inside of you, it was one that you could definitely feel, and your body felt like there were livewires scattered all around it as the two of you stood toe-to-toe now, studying eachother.

It was clear neither of you were going to back down from this. You studied the way his deep chocolate brown eyes darted back and forth in their sockets as they roamed over your face and body. Your eyes did wandering of their own as you noticed how well his toned body filled out the plain black t-shirt he was wearing, how his muscles flexed and tensed up beneath his skin, and how thick the stubble on his bear was getting. You couldn't help but wonder what that would feel like against your skin.

A small smirk pulled at the corner of his lips, "You're pretty hot when you get angry, Ms. (Y/L/N). It's a shame about that attitude."

You let out a huff of a laugh as you gazed up at him. You turned, with the intention of walking away, but the two of you knew that there was no walking away from this one. You spun back around to him quickly, bringing your arm around with the intent of scaring him, to make him think you were about to clock him in the face.

You didn't actually want to hit him, but he caught your arm mid-air and pulled you towards him. Your body slammed up against his firm chest, his grip was tight on your arm as he brought his other hand to your throat. You could easily get out of his hold if you had wanted to, but something in you didn't want to move, you wanted to stay there, locked in his grasp as the two of your faces were mere inches apart at this point.

It came as a shock when his lips finally crashed into yours, but no part of you wanted to fight him off. Instead, you melted into the kiss, instinctively wrapping your arms around his shoulders, gripping his hair roughly with your hands as he brought his down to grab your waist, demanding you to follow as he jerked you around towards the couch.

A small moan escaped your lips as he bent slightly, grabbing the backs of your thighs as he literally swept you off of your feet, making you fall back onto the couch as he followed suit behind you. He forced your legs apart, nestling himself between them. The makeout session between the two of you had gotten a little rough as there were now teeth and tongue involved.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, letting your hands pull down from his broad shoulders so your fingers could explore his fit physique. Tony plunged his tongue into your mouth, making you dig your nails into his skin. He let out a slight growl before pulling away from you, stopping only briefly to look down at you with an animalistic gaze as his head dipped back down, his lips finding your neck. He brought his hands to your breasts, kneading them beneath the fabric of your shirt. You grunted, pulling at is t-shirt, you were desperate for him to get it off.

He obliged and lifted himself briefly to roll the fabric off of his torso before tossing it to the side. He wasted no more time in getting your clothes off you, you already had your shirt halfway over your head as he worked on ripping your pants down to your ankles. Neither of you seemed to be that interested in foreplay right now.

This was a year's worth of sexual frustration and pent up aggression that needed to get out, and neither of you had time for anything slow or drawn out.

He dropped his body back down to you, pressing his hands into the couch on either side of your head as he kissed you hard again. You moaned into his mouth, desperate to feel him inside of you even more than before now. You reached down, palming his already hard cock through his unbuckled jeans as he grinded himself into your hand. He used a free hand to rip your bra down, revealing your full breasts to him. He looked as if he was in awe over your body as he looked up at you, then back down to them. He ducked his head to one of them, flicking a tongue over one of your sensitive nipples before taking it into his mouth.

You gasped, tightening your legs around him again as you grinded yourself into his cock through his pants. You core was so soaked now that you were positive you'd leave wet marks on his jeans, but you didn't care.

"Tony," you panted, reaching between the two of you to give his cock a needy squeeze, "Please, fuck me. Please."

He seemed to respond well to hearing that because his head snapped back up to you, a cocky smirk tugging at his lips as he lifted himself up to unzip his jeans, not even bothering to take them off as he slide them down just enough to free his sizable cock before burying himself between your legs again.

You could feel the head of his length as it bumped against your swollen clit, making you yelp pleasurably as you longed for more of that sensation. Tony tangled your hair around his fingertips as he forced you to pull your head back, surrendering your neck to him. You felt every inch of his cock him as he pushed himself into you roughly, both of you letting out satisfied moan.

It was clear that this moment was something that both of you secretly had wanted since this whole thing began.

He snapped his hips against you roughly, making the both of you moan in unison again as he began to pick up the pace of his thrusts against you, each jerk of his hips plunged his cock deeper inside of you as it forced your walls to stretch to accommodate his size. You arched your back up into him as he dipped his head down, placing his lips over one of your nipples again.

You wrapped your arms around him, whimpering and crying out each time his cock delved into you. You dug your nails into his back, which only made him slam his hips into you harder. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. Tony grunted against your skin, the vibration of his voice paired with the stubble of his face created a tantalizing sensation against your breast.

You could feel your orgasm coming on strongly as you felt your walls begin to tighten around his dick. It made his thrusting become erratic and less rhythmic as he struggled to hold himself back from the overwhelming sensation of your pussy gripping onto his cock.

He lifted his head as he closed his eyes tightly, "Jesus, (Y/N), keeping doing that and I'm gonna come."

"I don't care," you breathed roughly, placing your hands on his shoulders, "Don't stop, Tony. Please."

He nodded, grunting gruffly as the sweat began to bead up on his forehead. His dark hair that he usually had spiked up in his usual style was now damp with sweat and tousled messily. He looked hot like this, and it turned you on even more to know that you were the cause of his current state.

"Shit," he hissed, snapping his hips against yours. He tried to pull himself out of you, but your legs had him locked firmly into place, "I've gotta pull out."

You shook your head rapidly, "No. Come with me," you begged, grabbing a handful of his hair with your hands again before pressing your lips into his once more.

Climax began to wash over the both of you quickly. Tony wrapped a strong arm around you as he fought to use his other to keep his weight up as he lost himself completely, moaning your name as you could feel him spilling out deeply inside of you, that warmth of his release enveloping you. Your legs locked even harder around him as your back arched upward into his body, your orgasm crashing into you wave after wave.

When it finally subsided, Tony collapsed his body down onto you slowly. The sound of heavy panting was the only thing to be heard throughout the room as the two of you clung to eachother; two sweaty messes trying your best to regain oxygen.

Tony pulled his head up to you, a content smirk on his face, "For the record: I still think you're wreckless."

You scoffed, shaking your head at him with a smile, "I wouldn't expect anything less, Mr. Stark."

He sucked pursed his lips at you, "This doesn't mean I have to buy you flowers or anything now, does it, or, meet the in-laws, right?"

You rolled your eyes playfully, smiling, "Ha, of course not," you shrugged, "I mean, we still don't even have to like eachother."

"I mean, no, technically not, but I'm not opposed to meets up like this a few times a month, or you know, on recconaissance?" He suggested, only half joking.

"Now whose being wreckless?" You clocked an eyebrow at him coyly.

"See what I mean? You're a terrible influence turning me into a deviant," he smirked, pressing his lips to your once more before lifting himself off of you.

"I'll always be the back influence around here. But I'm site you didn't need help being a deviant," you bit your lip seductively.

Tony pulled his t-shirt back over his head before turning to you with a cocky smirk, "You're probably right.. Now, how about that coffee?"

You rolled your eyes amusingly, "In your dreams, Stark."

You had a sense that the two of you would be "butting heads" even more so now, but if this was to be the result of it, then you had no complaints about it.

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