#please forgive this weirdo......... shes. a weirdo :

[animexts]

Something different | Manjiro Sano

Sumarry: Mikey from the future returns the last night he saw his beloved Y/n, but ends up encountering his past self.

A/n: Before y'all say something like "Oh, there's no way your past and future selves can talk to each other" In my head, yes, and that made perfect sense to me lol.

I found this beautiful art on Pinterest

"Fuck!" Mikey says as soon as Y/n slams the door in his face.

"You know what, I don't give a shit." He says turning around going to his motorcycle.

"Wow, I've always been a good liar." A voice says, making Mikey startle when he sees a figure leaning against the tree.

"Who are you? Why were you spying on us you weirdo?" He says approaching.

"I am you." The figure says getting a little closer, and Mikey looks at it doubtfully.

The figure really looked like him, but damn, what a horrible and sad look is that?

"Haha no way." Mikey says laughing a little, but the figure remains serious.

"That's the last time we'll see her." Mikey's eyes widen upon hearing this.

"Are you fucking threatening her? I'm going to kill you!" Mikey says ready to start a fight.

"Don't worry, I love her as much as you, at least…I did."

"Fuck, that's not even possible, stop lying and say who you are!"

"I said I'm you, I just wanted to come back here, to see her one last time, again." Mikey says looking at Y/n's house with a smile.

"If that's really true what do you mean by loved? I'm not dead am I? You look a lot older than me."

"You don't." He says and looks at Y/n's house making Mikey's heart stop.

"But... She's so young and... she's trying so hard to go to college, what do you mean?" Mikey says feeling a lump in his throat.

"It turns out that we don't have control of everything." He says smiling a little, and Mikey feels his eyes sting.

Mikey didn't know what to think, if that was really true... his dear Y/n... dead?

"We messed up, right? That's why she's so mad, I remember" Future Mikey lets out a humorless laugh.

"If I could do it all over again, I would go back there right now and hug her with all my might, tell her I love her more than anything, and that I would give up everything for her, you should do this, will be the last time." Future Mikey keeps talking with teary eyes.

"No, i'm not you, I'm going to do it differently... I..." Mikey says and goes back to Y/n's door slamming it hard.

"Open the Y/n door, come on!"

Mikey had no idea if that was true, but he couldn't risk it, couldn't risk losing the light of his life.

"You're lucky my parents aren't-" Before she can finish, Mikey hugs her tightly, crying into her neck.

"Please forgive me, damn I love you so much, I can not lose you, I can't."

"Because now?" Y/n says running a hand through Mikey's hair.

"Because if it's later it might be too late." he says with his eyes closed.

And he hopes that this attitude has changed the tragic future, he hopes from the bottom of his heart that it will keep his Y/n safe.

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#mikey x reader #mikey smut #mikey tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x you #tokrev x reader #tokyo rev fluff #tokrev smut #sano manjiro x reader #majiro sano x reader #tokyo revengers baji #chifuyu x you #baji x reader #bonten x reader #hanma x reader #kakucho x reader

[shidouswhore]

can I make a request ? 💗

About reader working as a stripper in a nightclub in which Shidou ofc is a regular guest x3 and him wanting to fuck reader so badly since shes his fav dancer there and reader always saying no until one night... 😏 Yk, pretty please, i need this so badly 😭💗🖤

mmm!! im literally drooling. here ya go :p

warnings: slight stalkerish behaviour, teeny tiny daddy kink, cumdump (?), dumbification, little bit of angst!, licking..?, dacryphilia, biting, root/hair pulling n tugging, slapping, rough sex!! :( ok this is getting too long

“cmooon, babe—“ his annoying voice called out to you yet again, for the.. 1, 2, 3, 4.. you lost count’th time this evening.

you had to admit, he was hot, and paid a good amount of money… just not your type. stripping wasn’t easy, with the amount of strange, men flooding in through the doors each night. you had your fair share of desperate ones, and he was no different. shidou, was it? though, he pleaded for you to just call him “daddy ryusei”, a hand already grabbing at yours as if a big, shiny, glowing, neon pink sign saying “don’t touch the employees” wasn’t on the wall behind him.

you simply rolled your eyes, snatching your hand away from his as you walked away, your hips moving with each step you took, a handful of the men turning their heads towards you.

you sighed deeply as soon as you go to the back, crashing against the couch as your fellow coworkers gossiped and giggled about the “hot blondie” outside.

as if, he’s a total weirdo once he opens that pretty mouth of his.

it had been a few weeks, and that strange man still hadn’t left you alone. every night he was there in the crowd, a grin on his face as he waved to you, fuchsia eyes trained on the way your body moved so well.

of course, he didn’t stop his pursuit to get in your pretty little pants— coincidentally parking his car next to yours, leaving when your shift ended, etc.

you sighed, legs slightly shaking with each step you took as you walked through the lobby’s doors, the cold night’s air hitting your face as the glass slid open.

it had been a tiring shift, and you just wanted to get home to your boyfriend.

he supported you when you brought up the idea of getting into stripping, and was actually happy for you… or so you thought.

as soon as you got home, the sounds of erotic moans and the bed frame thumping against a wall reverberated against your ears.

your eyes widened, and you immediately ran to your bedroom, not bothering to slip out of the uncomfortable heels on your feet.

there he was, your boyfriend, balls deep inside your best friend.

“k-keep going john!” she’d squeal, eyes squeezed shut as she approached her orgasm— a confused and ugly pout appearing on her chapped lips as she peered up at YOUR boyfriend. “what is it?” she’d inquire, turning her head to the direction the man was looking at, her expression falling as she realised…

“it’s not what it looks like, i swear! let us explain!” they’d shout in a panic, scrambling to throw their clothes on to preserve at least a little of their dignity, their pleas falling on deaf ears as you backed away from the bedroom, back hitting against the hallway’s wall, your head coincidentally bumping a photo of you and your ‘loyal and loving’ boyfriend, whom you thought you’d marry, off of the wall.

you wasted no time in turning around and dashing out the door, sore fear carrying you towards your car where you dug into your purse, trembling hands gripping onto your phone.

you pulled the device out, staring into your reflections as your tears fell against the screen with little splashes, the sound of the two people you trusted most begging for forgiveness and spewing whatever excuses they could come up with.

you looked down at the receipt in your expensive handbag, eyebrows furrowing as you thought out your next decision. you didn’t want to dwell on it too long, and quickly plucked the piece of paper out and dialed in the number— his number, the man from your strip club.

you don’t even know why you did it, maybe because you were angry, sad, stressed…

“helloooo?” his voice rang through the speakers unnaturally loud, his tone falling silent at the sound of sniffles. “um..?”

“hello,” you whimpered into your phone, tears falling down your cheeks as your breath began to quicken, watching your own boyfriend and best friend walk back into your house, clearly going to continue their little “drunken mistake” you had walked into. “can i come over? what’s your address?” you almost sobbed, hoping that he’d recognise you. “this is… shidou, correct?”

“oh, my lovely name!” he’d cry out, immediately adding you as a contact as he typed in his address for you. “don’t cry sweetheart,” he’d coo, voice growing low. he had to admit, the sound of your tears turned him on slightly. and it was finally his chance to fuck your enticing pussy, oh damn— he was hard again. “how far away are you, babe?” he’d hum, standing up from his couch as he strolled towards his bedroom, feet falling against the carpet in heavy footsteps before he opened his drawer, flicking through the various toys stored in there.

“i-i’m around 10 minutes away, see you soon.” was all you said to the blonde, slim fingers wrapping around the gear stick, your pretty manicured snails sparkling under the streetlamp’s dull light, flickering under the starry sky.

shidou was quick to open the door as soon as he heard a few light knocks, his muscular arms trapping you in a bone-crushing hug. “are you alright?!” he’d say, his large hands not so discretely creeping down to your plush ass.

“m-my boyfriend cheated on me.” you sniffled, standing still as you let shidou’s hands wander, too many tears slipping from your eyes to care about anything else.

he frowned, leaning down as he kissed the corner of your eye, before a grin spread on his face. “it’ll be alright〜” he said, before licking softly at the salty tears streaming down your face; causing you to whimper out a quiet moan from the feeling.

from that point, you honestly didn’t remember much. he just tucked his hands beneath your thighs, picking you up and carrying towards your bedroom as his nose nuzzled your tear-stained cheeks.

so you found yourself sprawled out on the creepy man’s bed, the very same man who had waited at your work and begged to do many questionable things with you. he propped one of your pretty legs on his shoulder, occasionally kissing at the skin of your ankles as he roughly rolled his hips into yours.

tears rolled down your cheeks, sobs of pleasure leaving your plump lips. your body bounced back as shidou pounded into you, his thick cock ramming right into your sweet spot, your tear-filled eyes practically rolling into the back of your skull.

“r-ryusei!” you mewled as he leaned down to your neck, his sharp canines biting down on your collarbone. he licked and sucked in response, a pornographic moan slipping from between his lips, wet with your spit from the previous make out sessions.

“sorry, sweets.” he’d giggle, kissing at the forming hickey, grinning to himself at the sight of the bruise. perfect, he thought.

you both knew this was only because you were feeling vulnerable and alone, you just wanted someone to fill you up and fuck you til’ you couldn’t even remember your boyfriend— no, ex’s actions.

his knuckled grazed your cheeks, the back of his palm gently wiping away your tears before he slipped two thick fingers past your lips.

your back arched off of the bed, sweet moans and whimpers being muffled by the fingers pushed into your mouth. you sucked gently on his fingers, tongue swirling obediently as your thigh twitched, you were getting close.

he knew it, he could tell by the way your moans grew quieter and how your breath quickened. “it’s okay baby, you’re close aren’t ya? just sit tight and mmh-“

he tilted his head back as you clenched down on him, gushing all over his big cock and heavy balls without warning, an eager and desperate moan leaving your lips as your eyes screwed shut, long and curled eyelashes fluttering.

he fucked into you with a few more thrusts, relishing in the way your pretty little pussy feels after waiting for so long.

soon enough, he grew closer and closer, pulling out of your greedy folds before shrugging your leg off, his fingers parting from your lips with a soft ‘pop!’ before he jerked himself off, shooting ropes and ropes of his sticky cum onto your breasts, smiling at the bruises ranging from a deep shade of red to a pretty purple littered across your body.

after waiting for you for so, so, long, the many nights he spent stroking his cock to the thought of you and your naughty smiles, your dirty looks, your enticing curves…

oh shit, he’s cumming again.

he collapsed onto you, panting softly as a hand reached to push a few strands of your hair behind your ear. “ya feeling alright, sweetheart?” he’d ask, a sultry tone in his voice as he narrowed his eyes at you, a thick finger tracing your arm. “ya think you can handle another round?” he teased, poking at the fat of your hip.

he didn’t even wait for a response, simply planting his big hands onto your waist, flipping you over and pushing your head into the cushy mattress. he grasped a pillow, propping your ass up before slipping back into your folds. it was fairly easy, considering the amount of times he had made you cum that night.

he knew this was temporary, but he couldn’t help but think of you as a sweet little cumdump, a perfect cocksleeve for his large dick.

“ya take me so well, sweets〜” he’d chuckle, a breathy moan escaping his lips as he settled, before harshly pounding back into your pussy.

the wet and sloppy sounds of his bald slapping against your asscheeks echoed against the walls, your loud moans being swallowed by the bedsheets as your hands clutched at whatever you could.

with a particularly delicious thrust, he had you squirting all over his dick, a satisfied smirk on his face as he continued, a hand slamming down against a cheek.

you whined, tears forming in your eyes once again.

“ryuuu—“

SLAP!

“come on, pretty baby. just keep that mouth of yours for moaning, alright? don’t wanna hear—“ he thrust into your folds, groaning before he continued. “i don’t wanna hear another word come out of your mouth other than ‘daddy’ or ‘yes, that’s it’ okay?”

you couldn’t even comprehend any of his words at this point, mind consumed by the way his tip was kissing your cervix, fucking you better than you’ve ever felt before.

why didn’t you let him hit earlier? if you knew he was this good you would’ve dumped that cheating son of a birch earlier.

“right there—!” you scream into the comfy bed, and ryusei grinned in response, slapping your ass once again.

“ya like that? my cute little slut.”

maybe it was wrong for him to call you ‘his’.. but he couldn’t help it, not with the way you were taking his dick so good, just like an obedient little whore. his obedient little whore.

“mine, mine.” he found himself growling about making you his as you came once again, your jaw slacked with drool dripping down your plush lips, eyes crossed together as you mumbled agreements to whatever he was saying.

“nobody’s ever fucked ya like this, huh?” he asked, a hand planting itself in your roots as he tugged, pulling your face up as he leaned down to your ear, his words almost barely being heard.

you nodded in response, a sob leaving your lips as shidou tugged again.

“tell me, tell me who’s fuckin this needy little girl so good? who is it?” he hissed, voice growing louder and louder with each harsh thrust of his hips.

“y-you areee!”

“who?!”

“daddy ryusei!”

@erea01 @shironagi @isagispuzzlepiece

note: i am working on another request, so be ready!! love ya :3

#shidou x you #shidou ryuusei x reader #shidou smut #blue lock shidou #bllk shidou #shidou x reader #shidou ryusei #bllk imagines #bllk smut #bllk x you #bllk x reader #bllk #bllk fluff

[bear-remn]

—Deadly eyes concept art v2 ₊ ⊹

hi! here is the concept art for deadly eyes and the opinions of the diaboy´s about my girls! this is the volume two so enjoy!

—MAKO SHIZUKI ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧

—diaboy´s thoughts on mako ୨୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

—shuu:

"to slippery and kinda restless, but a sweet scent i guess.."

"too weak, just a bite and she already faint... boring.."

"doesn´t put on a big figth, but she´s really whiny, ayato likes that.."

—reiji

"she is good enough i suppose, but i can make her better.."

"her blood is quite sweet, hot and thick but there´s something... i cant explain about her that bothers me.."

"mako has everything kirari lacks of, good manners, do as i say and surrenders to my mercy.."

—ayato

"such a stupid human, and so easy to make her do as i please! haha.."

"she is so lucky yours truly put his eye on her, otherwise, she wouldn´t be living her best life.."

"her blood, body and soul are all mine, i wont let my brothers have her, i dont share whats mine.."

—kanato

"at first i thought she would be a pain in the ass but she is very obedient, i like that.."

"she´s pretty, and dresses good, she looks like a doll, her eyes are big and bunny like haha.."

"teddy like´s her too, we want her to ourself´s, but mako-chan is such a traitor, following ayato and letting him mark her, i will never forgive her!.."

—laito

"such a good girl, almost like a puppy! haha... or a bunny?.."

"kanato is so posessive, doesnt like to share, ayato is mean too, i want to have fun with her as well!.."

"oh.. such a helpless girl, its adorable how she doesnt know she was lied about this place.. but she doesnt need to know the truth.. i´ll make her fell like home.. in my arms fufu.."

—subaru

"the triplets make such a fuss over that girl, her scent is not that good anyways.."

"she so annoying! im not gonna be nicer to her just because i dont suck her blood as often as the damn triplets! i dont want her near me.."

"so positive about her situation, such a irritating human, her blood isn´t as disgusthing i suppose.."

.・。.・゜✭ bonus ✭・゜・。.・

—mako

about shu

"he is so lazy, it´s a good thing tho, that way he doesnt suck my blood as often as ayato-kun.."

about reiji

"he´s scary, he has make me move myself with his mind! wtf! how can he do that?!.."

about ayato

"he is so cruel, and so scary, has make a big deal when he see´s fangs bites on my neck or my legs, makes me wonder why.."

about kanato

"he is very pretty, his eyes and hair.. he looks femenine, im into that so.. i get nervous sometimes with him.. but he often reminds me that he can kill me whenever he please.."

about laito

"such a weirdo! and like to touch me improperly! he makes me unconfortable, thanks god ayato always save me from him.."

about subaru

"he´s quiet and distant, doesnt bite too much, actually, he barely does.. better for me i think.."

.・。.・゜✭ ty! ✭・゜・。.・

hope you guys like it! if you have any suggestion tell me! i´d appreciate it!

#diabolik boys #diabolik lovers #shu sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #diabolik lovers ayato #diabolik lovers kanato #diabolik lovers oc #laito sakamaki #diabolik lovers smut #diabolik lovers reiji #diabolik oc #diabolik lovers subaru #diabolik brothers #diabolik lovers shu #diabolik lovers laito #laito x reader #artists on tumblr #my art #digital art

[pupyuj]

OMGG please tell me your thoughts on g!p collage roommate yujin

(unless your trying to make fic out of that idea or already answer something similar 🥲)

okay so like......... fuckgirl g!p yujin x bratty bimbo reader....... where you make your hook-ups a competition 😭😭 as in who's louder during sex, who brings over the hotter girl 😭😭😭 but like in reality yujin wants to fuck you (like, so bad . she jerks off to you while she's showering, you just don't know 🫣) and you wanna get fucked by her (you ride your pillow while moaning her name whenever she's not around.. and she has no idea 🤤) but ofc bcs of your stupid pride and competitiveness, the two of you just fight 😭😭

BUT THEN you both take the rivalry too far bcs she deliberately took your ex home.. and you took hers too!!! you were both like "wtf 🤨" and you yelled at each other in the middle of the living room while your exes were just like🧍‍♀️by the door 😭😭😭 eventually you make them leave ofc bcs it just got personal BUT UMMM while you were yelling yujin just got soooo turned on??? weirdo...... weirdo that you willingly allowed to drag you inside her room and bend you over her bed and put your bare ass up in display for her.......

shshfjdkd angry sex where yujinnie just can't stop humiliating you bcs you finally gave in to her....... teasing you by just barely touching your pussy :(( making you beg for her to just use her cock on you :((( "maybe if you weren't so annoying i'd fuck you..." and she's pretending to like pull your panties back up and you're trying to stop her bcs you wanted her so badddd 😩😩😩 her making you promise that you'll be a good girl from now on⁉️⁉️🥴 and that she'll be the only one that can fuck you 🫣🫣 your bratty ass was tamed DOWN omg...

yujin's happy that she can finally have a fine piece of pussy just waiting for her right in her dorm <333 but that doesn't mean that she didn't fuck you until you were crying and begging for her forgiveness bcs seeing her ex again genuinely did piss her off 😭😭😭

oh i wanna turn this into a fic so bad—

#ive smut #ive x fem reader #ive imagines #ive x reader #ahn yujin smut #ahn yujin x fem reader #ahn yujin imagines #ahn yujin x reader #yujin smut #girl group x reader #girl group imagines #girl group smut

[jessource]

prompts:　ttpd, the anthology by taylor swift.

your location, you forgot to turn it off.

the only thing that's left is the manuscript, one last souvenir from my trip to your shores

could it be enough to just float in your orbit?

quick, quick, tell me something awful, like you are a poet trapped inside the body of a finance guy.

i just don't understand how you don't miss me.

now and then she rereads the manuscriptof the entire torrid affair.

if you wanna tear my world apart, just say you've always wondered.

if comfort is a construct, i don't believe in good luck.

i move through the world with a broken heart.

they killed cassandra first, 'cause she feared the worst.

don't want money, just someone who wants my company.

say it once again with feeling.

even statues crumble if they're made to wait.

we here-by conduct the post portem.

what doesn't kill you makes you awake.

they tried to warn you about me.

i'm not a doner, but i'd give you my heart if you wanted.

i got cursed like eve got bitten.

i hate it here so i will go to secret gardens in my mind.

i feel so high school every time i look at you.

I look in people's windows like i'm some deranged weirdo.

there wouldn't be this if there hadn't been you.

she wrotе headlines in the local paper, laughing at each baby step i'd take.

one bad seed kills the garden.

when the truth comes out, it's quiet.

you see, i was a debutante in another life.

you have a favorite spot on the swing set.

the empathetic hunger descends.

i'm addicted to the 'if only'.

he said that if the sex was half as good as the conversation was, soon they'd be pushin' strollers. soon it was over.

oh, we must stop meeting like this.

way to go, tiger.

i built a legacy that you can't undo.

you said some things that i can't unabsorb, you turned me into an idea of sorts.

i may never open up the way i did for you.

he was a cad, wanted her bad just like any good trophy hunter.

tell me about the first time you saw me.

they knew, they knew, they knew the whole time.

i don't think you've changed much.

you have no room in your dreams for regrets.

they set my life in flames.

i thought it was just goodbye for now.

i loved you the way that you were.

you're a just ruler covered in mud, you look ridiculous.

i'm there most of the year, 'cause i hate it here.

you saw my bones out with somebody new who seemed like he would've bullied you in school.

how did it end? i can't pretend like i understand.

this place made me feel worthless.

i wanna find you in a crowd, just to hide from you.

quick, quick. tell me something awful.

i won't confess that i waited, but i let the lamp burn.

i can't forgive the way you made me feel.

Buried down deep

out of your reach the secret we all vowed to keep it from you in sweetness.

splendidly selfish, charmingly helpless.

old habits die screaming.

i'm lonely, but i'm good.

in my fantasies, i rise about it.

forgive me, [name], please know that i tried.

if i sell my apartment and you have some kids with an internet starlet. will that make your memory fade from this scarlet maroon?

behind her back, her best mates laughed.

you needed me, but you needed drugs more, and i can't watch it happen.

she's the albatross, she is here to destroy you.

i'll tell you one thing, honey. i can tell when somebody still wants me.

were you makin' fun of me?

nostalgia is a mind's trick.

i read about it in a book when I was a precocious child.

does it feel alright to now know me?

excellent fun 'til you get to know her.

life was always easier on you.

tell me all your secrets, all you'll ever be.

it wasn't a fair fight.

if i die screaming, i hope you hear it.

i can confirm she made a curious child, ever reviled by everyone except her own father.

are you gonna marry, kiss or kill me?

i'm bitter, but i swear i'm fine.

all that time you were throwin' punches, i was buildin' somethin'.

one less temptress, one less dagger to sharpen.

i'm hearing voices like a madman.

you said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me.

but i can't forget the way you made me heal.

they nicknamed her 'the bolter'.

wise men once said 'wild winds are death to the candle'.

now i wanna sell my house and set fire to all my clothes.

i'm gonna get you back.

push the reset button, we're becomin' something new.

i'm watchin' american pie with you on a saturday night.

i'm an aston martin that you steered straight into the ditch.

#taylor swift #the tortured poets department #rp prompts #rp sentences #rp starters #rp memes #rp lyrics #rp lyric starters #taylor swift lyrics #ttpd: the anthology #memes #prompts #lyric sentence starters #mymemes. #*

[kneelingshadowsalome]

That last drabble pf yandere konig officially ended me, consider it the last nail on my proverbial coffin😭😭😭😭 day 4637738 of me falling head over heels for a fictional man I should NOT be attracted to bc he’s a psycho but he’d be a psycho only FOR ME😩🤡

of course this weirdo has a corruption kink, and engel being a pure untainted fair maiden, all for him to take would make his heart soar!!! Bonus points if she cries and if she bleeds (don’t look at me), this mfer sees his dick (consciously or unconsciously) as his biggest and most lethal weapon and doesn’t even connect the dots as to why deflowering her and making her cry from pleasure feels so similar to stabbing through his enemies, times ten. In both scenarios, he gets to showcase his true self. And in both scenarios , he’s rock hard and twitching like crazy, plowing without mercy and in an almost beautifully violent way into whoever is in front of him. Only with his engel, his beautiful sweet engel, the death he brings is the small one (yes thats a pun for the french term for annorgasm yet again don’t look at me). And he vows to bring it to her again, and again and again as he looks down at her flushed and sweaty form. He is there to take her into his arms and bring her solace once he is finally done with her for the night, kissing the bruises and the tears and blood away, with that trademark eerie, electrifying and reverent gaze

thank you for coming to my tedtalk and I’m sorry

Please anon this is so beautiful and perfect I can't and he's such a dick (I love him) 😭❤️ and I'm not even sorry, which means I need another sprinkle of holy water, I need to say my prayers and beg for forgiveness AGAIN.

Deflowering is exactly what König would call the most beautiful mission he's ever had.

After the gentle but passionate first time she's shaking a bit, cries softly in his arms, not because of pain but because König can be very intense, even when he tries to hold his horses. It's not just his mass, his size, that executioner's hood, it's those eyes, that obsessed stare that makes her feel like she's this guy's next murder victim.

She cries as he tells her how well she did, how brave she was and that she's a woman now (thinks it's all thanks to his dick that she turned from some mythical virgin girl into a grown woman). Between the kisses he gives her, König promises their coupling will bring her so much pleasure very soon ❤️ He will let her rest for a while before they try again (oh my god.)

Then he kisses her tears away, kisses the blood between her thighs away (oh god oh god), so, so gently and carefully that it makes her cry again. This guy is just so weird and attentive and intense and now he's kissing and licking her tears and her blood, for heaven's sake, how did she get into this crazy mess…?

König thinks his woman is weeping again because she's in a fragile state and needs more comfort, so he returns to pull her back into his arms and tries to shush and calm her and tell her it's alright, everything's alright… He can wait, if it's too much then he will not touch her tonight. He is sorry (no he's not) that he is so big. But doesn't she get it that she is the criminal here… guilty of the crime of feeling illegally good?

#answered #yandere könig #könig x virgin reader #cw: dark content

[ghostiexe]

well! this was written for @buns-and-butter but somehow i lost the ask, sorry about that!

the prompt was something along the lines of 'wilbur helping cafe employee reader when they have a creepy/stalker-ish customer' and i am here to deliver :3

this is not proof read or edited in any way, please forgive any mistakes

tw: stalking, uncomfortable flirting, you get called a chick once

wordcount: 2,686

The past few weeks, you’ve noticed something. 

Every time you work the closing shift, the same guy comes, orders a plain black coffee, stares at you, and only leaves when you tell him you have to close. 

And, yeah, total weirdo alert, right? 

But it’s fine. Maybe he works a night shift or something and needs something to keep him up. 

Then again, why would he watch you? You’ve seen him bring a laptop, surely there’s something else he could do rather than stare at you. 

Currently, you’re crouching behind the ordering counter, wiping up a spill. The café you work at is pretty slow today, though that's not unusual, especially since you’re working a closing shift again. You don’t mind closing, but you also like day shifts because that’s when your favorite regular usually drops in. You haven’t seen him in a few days, since you’ve been stuck closing. 

You feel a little bad for the customer who's drink you'd dropped, but she had assured you it was fine and you'd just remade it for her. 

You huff softly as you stand back up, holding the now tea soaked rag in your hand. When you look up, you blink in surprise, then beam. 

“Will!” You exclaim, pleasantly surprised when you see the guy you were just thinking about. You giggle and watch his nose scrunches as he grins back at you. 

“Hi!” He says, leaning on the counter slightly, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. You hope you aren’t blushing. “One sec, I need to clean this rag, and then I’ll be right back.” You tell him, and he shoots you  thumbs up. You turn your back on him and quickly go to the kitchen, rushing to take care of the rag so you can get back out there to him. 

By the time you’re back out, the girl from earlier has left. You can’t help but feel a little bit comforted by the privacy.

You smile again and lean against the counter. “So,” you start, watching as he mirrors your movement and rests his arms against the counter as well, tilting his head slightly. “The usual?” You ask. 

“The usual.” He agrees, and you giggle. You nod and push yourself back, turning to grab a cup before realizing something and turning your head back toward him. 

“To go or to stay?” You ask, since every time he comes it’s different. He hums in thought, tapping his chin before shrugging. “Ah, to stay, I suppose.” He says. “I’m not busy.” He smiles softly at you and you nod, starting to make his drink as he watches you curiously. “So…” You start, pulling out a mug for him and starting on his drink. “You don’t usually drop by this late, yeah?” You ask, trying to make conversation. He opens his mouth to respond when the door dings, and you glance over his shoulder, face dropping when you realize it’s the same guy that’s been showing up every day. Wilbur shuffles to the side, making room for the other guy to order. The stranger grins at you.

You shift uncomfortably but nod in acknowledgement. “I’ll just be a moment.” You tell him, pumping lavender into Wilbur’s London Fog, watching as Wilbur walks away to his usual table. “Alright, sorry, can I take your order?” You ask in your customer service voice. It’s just a little too friendly, and your smile is strained. 

He laughs and leans against the counter, the same way Wilbur does. You don’t like it as much as you do when Wilbur does it. Actually, you don’t like it at all. “Could I start with your number?” He asks, and you force yourself to laugh. This isn’t the first time a random person has asked for your number, but it never gets less awkward. 

“Oh, I don’t know.” You say, trying to sound sympathetic. “Um, I’m not really…” You trail off, hoping he’ll take the hint. The guy scoffs. 

“Oh, come on, don’t tell me you’ve got a boyfriend.” He says, sounding a little annoyed. 

You shake your head, stepping away slightly. “I- I mean, no, just, I’m not sure.” You say, trying to stay polite. He just rolls his eyes. 

“What? You think I’m ugly or something?” He asks, tone a little hostile now. Your eyebrows shoot up. First of all, because the question caught you off guard, but secondly, because the guy is actually stunning. Probably one of the top ten most attractive guys you’ve ever seen. (Wilbur is the first on that list, not that you’ll ever tell him that.) Either he’s asking to try and guilt trip you, or he’s just crazy. Maybe both. “What? No, no, I-” You start to say, but he cuts you off.

“Whatever. Just a large plain black coffee, then, for Ethan.” He says, taking his arms away from the counter and crossing them across his chest. You refrain from making a face. Who orders plain black coffee at 7:00PM? You try not to judge him, though, it is quite cold out. Maybe it’s just to warm himself up. “To stay.” He adds, and you nod, giving him a small smile. Nevermind on the ‘keeping warm’ thing, apparently. He doesn’t move, watching you, and you let out a soft sigh, checking in on Wilbur’s tea. It’s nearly done. 

After a minute of silence, the guy speaks up again. “You’re pretty, you know.” He says. You flinch, a little bit surprised. You hadn’t expected him to keep trying after you told him you didn’t want his number. 

“Thank you…” You say cautiously, a little relieved when Wilbur’s drink is finally finished. 

You pick up the mug and step back over to the counter, ducking under the counter to grab him a chocolate muffin from the display case as well. It’s become a little tradition by now, he tips you way too much and you give him a free muffin. 

“Will?” You call out, and you watch him perk up before closing his laptop before walking back over. You push over his tea and muffin and he rolls his eyes fondly, a little smile on his face. The other guy rolls his eyes and walks to one of the tables, keeping his eyes on you. “Thank you.” Wilbur says, pulling out his wallet and stuffing a bill into your tip jar. Then he lowers his voice and leans in. “Jesus, that guy seems like a dick.” He whispers, pointing over his shoulder with his thumb to the guy that just ordered. You wince. 

“Yeah.” You whisper back, pressing the tea into his hands. “Um, it’s okay, though. I mean, he’s probably just gonna, like, keep begging for my number.” You say with a shrug, choosing not to mention that he’s been watching you every night, then speak at your normal volume again. “Enjoy your drink.” You say, smiling gently. Wilbur nods, then looks back at the guy, squinting his eyes. 

“Yeah, thank you.” He says, still watching the guy. He looks back at you, smiles politely, and goes back to his spot. You start on a bit of mindless busywork as you wait for the guy’s coffee to finish brewing. 

You can’t help but sigh, rubbing your hands over your face. At least Wilbur is here, instead of being alone like you normally are. 

After a minute, the guy’s coffee is finished and you glance down at the hasty note you’d written so you would know what name to call out for him. “Um, Ethan?” You call out hesitantly, and the guy immediately beelines toward you. You set the coffee mug on the counter for him and force a smile. “Enjoy.” You tell him. He ignores the coffee and you shift uncomfortably as he drags his eyes down your body, and maybe you’re imagining it, but you’re pretty sure he licks his lips. You want to gag. Jesus Christ, this guy is so gross. “So, do you have a name?” He asks. “Doesn’t seem fair that you know mine and I don’t get yours.” He says, smirking. You’re a little confused, then realize you aren’t wearing your nametag. You purse your lips, about to respond, when he continues. “Oh, wait, I get it.” He says, laughing. “You’d prefer it if I just called you mine, hm?” He asks. You can’t hold it back this time, you actually grimace. He narrows his eyes. “Hey, don’t do that, sweetheart, smile.” He says, pouting like a child, and you shake your head. “You look so much prettier that way.” He tells you, huffing softly. 

“Dude, I already told you I don’t want your number.” You grumble, frustrated. “Do you not understand the meaning of the word no?” You ask, genuinely pissed off now. 

“You know, you’re very lucky that I’m a nice guy.” He says, sounding mad now, too. “Jesus Christ, you’re cute, but you have a terrible personality.” He complains. “Come on, sweetheart, lighten up. All I’m saying is that I think we’d go well together.” He says, leaning in over the counter and reaching for your hand. You pull away quickly and step back. “Don’t touch me.” You snap, and you hear a stool screech against the hardwood floor. You immediately look over and see Wilbur standing up, walking back over to the counter. He also looks mildly pissed off, and he puts a hand on the guy’s shoulder. “Back off man, they said no.” He says, shaking his head. “You could do better, anyway. I mean, look at them.” He says gesturing to you, and Ethan laughs. You frown, a little hurt by the comment, and you can already tell there are tears pricking in your eyes.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, man. This chick is stuck up, anyway.” Ethan agrees after a moment, then shakes his head and gives you a scrutinizing look as he walks away, not taking his coffee with him. You hear the door ding again.

You slump slightly and put your face in your hands, and Wilbur makes a soft sympathetic sound. You can’t help but sniffle. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” Wilbur apologizes, reaching hesitantly over the counter and resting his hand on your shoulder. “I was just trying to get him to go away.” He says, sounding sad. 

You nod and try to wipe your tears away, looking at him again. Wilbur frowns. 

“Do you want to come sit with me?” He asks, a bit hesitant, and you nod. His hand drops away from your shoulder as you step to the side, walking out the little empty space and toward Wilbur. He opens his arms for you, a silent offer to comfort you, and you immediately step into his arms, wrapping your own tightly around him. He gently rubs your back as you look toward the door, frowning. You can see the guy standing at the window still. 

“He’s still out there.” You mumble, and Wilbur sighs. He pulls you closer. “Do you think you could close early? Would your boss get mad?” He asks. You think for a moment.

“I don’t know.” You admit. “She probably wouldn’t mind, but…” You trail off, and Wilbur lets out a breath. 

“Okay, well, let’s take a chance, okay?” He asks, tilting your head up to look at him. You nod. He lets go of you and you wipe your eyes again. “Is that the first time you’ve seen this guy?” Wilbur asks as he walks to the door of the cafe, flipping the sign to say ‘closed’. 

“Um, no.” You admit. “He’s been coming by every night for probably about a month. This is the first time he’s actually tried to make conversation with me, though. Usually he just sits in the corner with a laptop and stares at me.” You grimace slightly, pulling your work apron off and hanging it up on a hook. 

Wilbur scoffs. “Jesus, he’s crazy.” He mutters, and you laugh softly. Wilbur looks back at you. 

“Do you drive? I don’t see a car out there.” He says, and you watch the guy, Ethan, start pacing outside the window. You shake your head. “Um, no, I just walk.” You say, rubbing your arm. Wilbur hums thoughtfully, walking back over to you. You sigh and sit down on the ground, resting your back against the ordering counter. Wilbur joins you on the ground, mirroring your pose. 

“Do you just want to wait until he leaves? I can order you a Lyft…” Wilbur suggests, reaching his hand out and offering it to you. You accept, placing your hand in his. He squeezes your hand gently. 

“Yeah, that’s probably the best option.” You agree quietly. You look out the window, just watching as Ethan stands there. “He’s bound to get cold and leave eventually. It’s the middle of winter.” You say. “Plus, it’s dark out.” Wilbur nods in agreement. 

You sigh and lean your head against the counter. He squeezes your hand, and you squeeze him back. The two of you sit there in silence for God knows how long, probably at least twenty minutes before the guy gives up and storms off. Wilbur makes you stay an extra few minutes just to make sure he’s actually gone before you finish cleaning the place up so you can lock it for the night. 

“Are you okay?” Wilbur asks as the two of you step outside, his hand going to the small of your back and looking at you with a concerned expression. You clear your throat and nod. 

“Yeah, um, I am. Thank you for staying with me.” You say, looking down at the ground. Wilbur had already ordered a Lyft for you while you were waiting, and apparently your ride would be here soon. Wilbur sighed softly. 

“Okay.” He whispers, gently rubbing your lower back before pulling his hand away. He looks up at the sky, where snow is starting to fall lightly. He sneezes as a snowflake lands on his nose, and you giggle. He looks over at you, smiling fondly. You both look at each other for a moment before he sighs, then he opens his phone and shoves it toward you. You stare down at it, met with his contact information. “Could you text me when you’re home to let me know you’re safe?” He asks quietly. 

You blink, a little surprised, but you nod quickly. “Um, yeah, okay.” You agree, and a bit on the tension in his shoulders seems to slip away. You pull out your own phone and punch his contact information in, then go to the picture option. “Smile.” You tell him, pointing the camera at him. 

He smiles awkwardly, and you quickly snap the picture, saving his name as London Fog Guy. He peers over your shoulder and pouts. “You know my name.” He reminds you, and you nod. 

“I do.” You agree. You shut your phone off without changing it and stuff it in your pocket. You both stand there awkwardly for a moment before he clears his throat. 

“I’m glad you’re okay.” He says, offering a tired smile. You nod, kicking at a small pebble. Before you can change your mind, you reach for his hand again. 

“Thanks for staying.” You say. You see your Lyft pull up and Wilbur sighs. 

“Well, I guess I’ll see you next time I drop by for my tea.” He says, squeezing your hand and then letting it go. He opens the door to the Lyft so you can get in, but before you can shut it, he puts his hand on your chin and tilts it so you’re looking at him. Your face burns. “Remember to text me when you get home, okay?” He requests, voice quiet and a little concerned. Your expression softens. 

“Okay.” You agree, then look away again. Wilbur steps back and shuts the door, and you turn your head to look out the window as the Lyft driver starts the drive back to your house. You pull out your phone and look down at Wilbur’s contact information again, smiling gently. 

You hope you get to see him more often.

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[romanreignseater]

Press Play Pt. 3 The Finale

Roman Reigns x Black Female! OC (Xena)

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut, rough sex, choking, and a special surprise!!!

“Being the girlfriend to a famous divorced father of 5 wasn’t your plan at 26 years old. You trusted him with your life, so you agreed to film a little something, but now you regret ever meeting him when your whole life is exposed.”

A/N: It’s practically the next day for some of us, but I’ve just been having a lot of sleepless nights and very mentally tired, but I feel way better. Thank you guys so much for being patient ❤️❤️!!

GIF: @jeysuso

The ride to the private jet was excruciating, but the actual flight itself was horrid. It was nothing but uncomfortable silence and the sounds of each other breathing.

Even though, your feelings were still hurt you couldn’t help but to gawk at the man you once loved, or still loved.

You were so confused, yet so infatuated by him and everything he’s done.

He brought back his infamous tracksuit and slick back bun. His legs spread apart and his manhood on full display.

“Take a picture it’ll last longer sweetheart.” Rolling your eyes you weren’t here for Roman’s antics. “You know all about taking videos and pictures huh?!” Scoffing, Roman smirked and quietly laughed to himself.

“You’re never gonna let it go?! I’ve apologized and did everything humanly possible to make sure you were safe and your reputation wouldn’t suffer.” You crossed your arms and legs, looking away from him.

“I came back to SmackDown on Friday and the crowd chanted cam boy. I left, headed to the parking lot, and the fans could only say is ‘We Want Xena.’ Chanting for you, people coming up to me asking why did I do you like that and she made you so happy.”

Breathing heavily, your eyes were glued to the night sky. “Xe… look at me when I’m talking to you.” His voice gruff and low. Tears began to well in your eyes, not wanting to feel trapped by his trance. He sighs and gets up from his seat.

You winced and whimpered in the corner as he walked closer to you. Bending down at the side of your seat, he placed his hand on your thigh. “Xe, look at me baby.” Tears fell down your face as you mustered up the courage to look him in his eyes.

Something you haven’t done in weeks.

“There’s my pretty girl.” You lightly smiled. “I promise you I didn’t mean for any of that to happen, I wish I could take it back everyday. Please forgive me and let’s enjoy this vacation.”

Thoughts coursed through your head, not knowing what to do. “Ro… let’s just get to Bora Bora with doing this right now.” Nodding his head, Roman placed a kiss on your cheek and sat back down across from you.

The first couple of days in Bora Bora were actually pretty good. Roman was an absolute gentleman, never mentioning the situation or your relationship once. He really spent his time gently taking care of you and all your needs.

Yet, you couldn’t bare to sleep in the same bed as him. He slept in the living room of the villa, while you slept in the bedroom. He would come in to check on you and use the bathroom. His scent wafting the room, that warm musk and driftwood called your name. But, you just couldn’t.

Waking up, you didn’t get your usual wake up call from Roman. Smelling and hearing the sounds of bacon, you rise from the bed and head to the kitchen. There he stood shirtless, sweatpants riding low leaving little imagination as possible. “You like what you see huh?!” Blinking profusely, you stood dumbfounded.

“I made your favorite mama. Waffles and bacon.” Walking up to the island, you sat on the stool accepting the breakfast he made for you. He pours you a glass of orange juice and watches you eat.

“Do you like what you see weirdo?!” He laughed, enjoying your snide comment. “I love what I see baby, I’ve loved what I’ve seen for a really long time.” Looking down, you continue to eat your waffles. Hearing his footsteps trail closer to you, you duck your head down even lower. He stands next to you, body on full display and heavily breathing by your side.

“Baby look at me.” “I’m good no thanks.” You stand with a mouthful. He pulls your chin in between his fingers and brings you both face to face. “You know I hate when you ignore me.” Your breathing heightened, not planning the next words that came out of your mouth. “Then do something about it.”

His eyes darkened and his grin widen. “There’s my girl. Get your ass up on this counter.” Following his instructions, you placed your on the counter shoving your breakfast aside. Roman immediately grabbed your waist, standing in between your spread legs. “I know you missed me.” Rolling your eyes at his remark. “Just shut up and kiss me.”

“With pleasure.”

Your lips intertwined as if they never left each other. He grabbed your perfect round ass and grind against your clothed cunt. Your arms held his thick neck and never let go. You both began to take off each others clothes, which was little to none.

“I fuckin missed this baby, please don’t leave I’ll never let this happen to us again. Please forgive me.” He said breathlessly as he kissed my lips. “Okay… I trust you.” Roman gave you the biggest bear hug, tightly squeezing you and never letting go.

“I gotta be inside you now mama, I can’t wait.” He gently pushed me back against the island and I propped myself back up on my elbows. He slid my panties down my legs and stuffed them in my mouth. “Don’t get it twisted baby, I still wanna hear those screams.” My legs shut in anticipation, but he quickly spread them apart.

I heard a low “fuck” come from his lips as he admired my wet lips covered in slick. He bit and licked his lips as he pulled apart your lips to expose your bundle of nerves. Roman blows onto your clit, causing you to shiver. He gently licks a bold stripe up your clit, stopping at it to suck it into his mouth. His giant lips encase your clit and his tongue swirled around it.

Your moans muffled by your panties, but still audible. “I’m sorry mama, I just had to get a quick taste. I missed that shit.” Spreading your legs wider, Roman got the hint. He quickly removed his boxers, showcasing all his manhood. Your pussy clenched around nothing, already feeling the effects of his cock without it even being in you.

Roman circled his cock around you clit and swiftly entered your cunt. You moaned loudly and nearly shrieked as the sheer fullness of his dick. “Shhh baby, I got you.” Tears ran down your face as you haven’t been dicked down in a minute.

Roman’s hands wrapped around your throat as he hovered above you. His dick slowly, but surely began to pound your cunt. His balls slapped against your winking hole as he picked up the pace. The wet and hot feeling of his dick absolutely massacring your pussy led you to sob.

“That dick so good, I got your ass weeping. Take that shit baby.” You screamed as he brutally abused your cunt into oblivion. Your tits bounced up and down to the rhythm of his strokes. Your legs were soon placed on the island next to you head and he didn’t skip a beat. “OH MY GOD, I’M GONNA CUM!!” You yelled through your panties. “Let’s do it together baby.”

You both reached your highs and Roman then hit you hard and deep strokes and ensuring all of his cum stayed lodged inside of you. He stared you dead in your eyes and shocked you. “Marry me.”

“What?!”

“You heard me, marry me. I love you with all my heart and the main reason why I wanted this trip in the first place was to propose. When you left me it was the worst time of my life, I couldn’t bare to sleep in my bed alone, go to dinner, hell even brush my teeth alone. I wanna do all those things with you and more forever and ever.”

He pulled out as you both moaned at the loss of fullness. He walks to his bag on the living room floor and pulls out a box. You arise from the island and he stands in between your legs. He opens the box and a beautiful opal diamond ring stunned you. “What do you say baby, be with me forever.” Tears began to flood your face and chest.

You nodded your head while laughing and crying. Roman began crying as he put the ring onto your finger. Sniffling, “It’s perfect and it’s my birthstone.” “What can I say, I know my girl.”

Yes he did…

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THE END.

Thank you all for being on this little journey with me, I hope to write an even bigger story like this, but I wanted to test the waters. Love you all and thanks for being so supportive and patient with me 💝💝.

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[ideas-scattered-dreams]

My THRONE. My RULE.

fandoms : genshin impact AU: imposter au

IMAGINE THAT...

You sat on your throne a fist on your cheek and a lazy look displayed on your gorgeous face. you look down to your loyal acolytes .. they had their heads down in shame. shame, shame, shame. these loyal acolytes of yours are now begging for forgiveness. why..? isn't it their own fault for not knowing u were the real creator? isn't it their fault for not recognizing the false one? weren't they LOYAL and FAITHFUL to you? or are u just a JOKE! Those days u ran to not get killed by the Favonius knights, those milleths, the shogun's army and many many more acolytes that volunteered.. the days you were injured by swords, arrows, hurtful comments, the npcs hitting u with damn rocks... the only thing u luckily got yourself to be in your rightful throne is that u cut yourself Infront of them, gold and starry blood oozed out of your arm. then panic! Recalling those disgusting memories made you enraged. after all that, they confidently BEG for forgiveness.... the trauma u received... is unforgivable. you clenched your eyes shut, teeth clenched together, fist clenched tightly.. you felt sick just looking at these damn monsters that almost killed you, u felt utterly disgusted. Nahida was besides you, she looked at your shaken form and softly held your hand to calm you... you looked at her and smiled. but in the end you had someone here that actually believed you when u both first met. Afterall she was the archon of wisdom. You sat up, anger visible to see from the window of your soul, you knew u weren't gonna forgive these dumb monsters. why should you? would you really forgive the ones that gave you blunt and unforgiving trauma? its like forgiving the one that killed you so easily so... agh! You walked down the stairs, towards the archons infront. you lifted their chin, looking dead on the eyes of this pathetic and naïve archon. "your grace... please we beg of your--" snap! you punched it. you punched this archon infront of u. "y-your grace!" you kept going. to the left to the right, you kept punching it. kept going until it was black and blue. something u cant even recognized anymore. you didn't care, you didn't care anymore, this isn't even half of the things they have done to you! None of the archons besides it even batted an eye, they still had their head bowed so lowly.. oh how they wished to be in their fellow archons place.. after it stopped moving u laughed, laughed filled with pain and unsatisfied hunger. it felt amazing, you felt amazing punching the fuck out of this bug. You sat up, smiling down at your creation. you wanted more. you wanted to show these damn monsters how you FELT in those damn days that felt like years. you were sure that this will make u the horrible one but u didnt care. giving the things that happened to u is the right thing isnt it? karma bounces back.

You aren't the villain, you are just a victim.. oh how u wish this dream doesnt end...

A/N: omg omg, its been like 1 month since i last posted? dont know, it was a hectic week, exams were buzzing in, i got accused on cheating, school got suspended bc there was a weirdo infront of our school gates whistling at the poor girls, almost got involved into a car accident too! but anyways, i think ill be updating more? or just some days where my brain gives me ideas.

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[nerdynuala]

Hi, love your hcs from last time! Could I make a hange request? I'm intrigued to think about random real life situations of her. Like, I feel like at least once is her life she was bullied, humiliated? Why do people do that with all nerds lol. how do you think she deals with those situations?

Also, (teenage or youth edition) about how is her relationship with her friends, what habits she has in her daily life, I don't know, I leave you free creativity space!

Hello please forgive me, I don't even know how long this has been sitting in my inbox T_T

I haven't been thinking or writing headcanons lately, but I'll give you my best try because heck you sent this so long ago I definitely owe you at least an attempt lol

Sorry again, I hope you can enjoy this anyway.

I've decided to focus on the prompt of Hange being bullied or humiliated more than anything else, but I threw in some things about childhood/youth friendships (truth is, I don't think Hange had many friends as a child or teen) and some veterans

Here we go:

- a classic, Hange wearing glasses since a very young age, she got called four-eyes ever since she started hanging out with other kids. Did it hurt her? Well, she never would admit it, but until the age of 12/13 she did wish her eyesight was better just so that kids would stop making her feel different, in a bad way. She used to laugh it off when people teased her, but in the privacy of her bathroom at home she would squint at her reflection in the mirror and wish she could walk around without her glasses.

- Being a very curious and somewhat savage kid, with a passion for every kind of bug, did not help her making friends. She was called a weirdo for collecting bugs, showing them to every kid, and knowing all the weird names of the insects. But it was her passion, in this case she really couldn't care less what other kids thought of her. She did befriend a boy who also loved bugs and they used to go looking for them in the forest.

- Hange used to get along better with boys. Girls talked behind her back and found Hange dirty and wild, they used to tell her she "should have been a boy". Hange did not care for "being a girl or a boy", she was "just Hange, take it or leave it". Boys did like Hange's company though, they could play more competitive and sporty games with her and she did enjoy every bit of pinecones and stones wars.

- When Hange grew up, as a teen she often wished she could fit in better with girls in her environment, but she caught some of them talking behind her back, saying Hange was not feminine and an intense nerdy weirdo and that no one, boy girl or wathever, would want to be with her. Hange was really independent at the time and was not looking forward to any relationship in particular, but it still hurt because she only wanted someone to be able to talk to and that would listen to her and talk to her with the same passion she put into things she liked. She stopped talking to the girls she overheard, but she never stopped smiling and waving at them when they crossed paths. Hange did not want them close in her life anymore, but that didn't mean she would stop being kind even though they had not been to her once. Hange understood she was kind of different and that these girls probably weren't open-minded enough to understand that not everyone has to be the same.

- What hurt Hange the most, however, happened in her early adult life. Being a scout, a Squad Leader, and most importantly a Titan Researcher, she once had to present her advances in Titan Research to a large crowd of Scouts and MPs, even higher ranks. She put much effort into it and she was sure that, this time, she had a lot of new information about Titans that would thrill and help everyone out. She did present and, in the middle of the presentation she heard some people giggling and making comments she couldn't hear. It bothered Hange because, heck this was a serious matter and it was important to her and to anyone interested in defeating the Titans. She was interrupted by someone from the Military Police who raised his hand to ask, quite literally, "who the dickhead that let her funds for this bullshit was". The dude even had the courage to say that the money would have been better spent for "hiring some sluts to lift the spirits of the Scouts". It was the first time that Hange was at a loss of words and couldn't bite back. She felt like crying from anger and feeling helpless. She normally dealt with people belittling or bullying her by biting back with some sarcastic remark, but her mind went blank. She couldn't finish the presentation like she had in mind and felt depressed for a whole month after that. Her job, her research and the passion she put into it was the most important thing to her. She could deal with people making fun of her for being weird, for being "not feminine", for wearing stupid glasses... But not with people thinking her work was worthless, she discovered.

After this episode, Levi offered Hange a lot of late night tea and even let her rant a lot. He even asked how she knew that titans don't poop.

Also, a few weeks after that, Hange heard rumors that the MP dude who interrupted her presentation was beaten up by a short guy who ended up being stronger than 5 men all together. They said the guy was probably raised in the underground, as he fought like a thug from down there.

Side note, Erwin subtly raised funds for Titan Research and provided her with a brand new laboratory and named Moblit her assistant, officially. Moblit helped her to find the spark she had lost after being humiliated, he gave her a collection of new Titan drawings that were bound together in a new book, which had a lot of blank pages to fill in with new research. Mike and Levi also promised, without sounding too grumpy, to capture a Titan so that they could study them better.

#headcanons #inbox #answered #better late than never #?? #aot #snk #hange zoe #veterans #snk vets #levihan #if you squint #but hey this is a levihan blog so no need of squinting either

[perspectivestarters]

Perspective's Sentence Starters; The Tortured Poets Department by Taylor Swift (Part IV)

I LOOK IN PEOPLE'S WINDOWS

I had died the tiniest death.

I spied the catch in your breath.

I'm afflicted by the not knowing.

I look in people's windows.

They have their friends over to drink nice wine.

I look in people's windows in case you're at their table.

What if your eyes looked up and met mine one more time?

I still ponder what it meant.

I triеd searching faces on streets.

What are the chances you'd be downtown?

Does it feel alright to not know me?

I'm addicted to the "if only".

I look in people's windows like I'm some deranged weirdo.

THE PROPHECY

It's gone again.

I got cursed like Eve got bitten.

Was it punishment?

I guess a lesser woman would've lost hope.

A greater woman wouldn't beg.

I've been on my knees.

Change the prophecy.

Don't want money, just someone who wants my company,

Let it once be me.

Who do I have to speak to about if they can redo the prophecy?

Still I dream of him.

I sound like an infant.

A greater woman stays cool.

I howl like a wolf at the moon.

I look unstable.

Gathered with a coven 'round a sorceress' table.

A greater woman has faith.

Even statues crumble if they're made to wait.

I'm so afraid I sealed my fate.

Spending my last coin so someone will tell me it'll be okay.

CASSANDRA

That's where I was when I got the call.

In the streets, there's a raging riot.

Burn the bitch.

When the truth comes out, it's quiet.

They killed *Name* first 'cause she feared the worst

They filled my cell with snakes.

Do you believe me now?

I was in my tower weaving nightmares.

What doesn't kill you makes you aware.

What happens if it becomes who you are?

They set my life in flames.

They knew the whole time that I was onto something.

The family, the pure greed, the Christian chorus line.

They all said nothing.

Blood's thick but nothing like a payroll.

Bet they never spared a prayer for my soul.

You can mark my words that I said it first.

In the morning warning, no one heard.

That's where I was when I lost it all.

I was onto something.

Not a single word was heard.

PETER

My lost fearless leader.

Is it something I did?

The goddess of timing once found us beguiling.

She said she was trying.

Was she lying?

I didn't wanna come down.

I thought it was just goodbye for now.

You said you were gonna grow up.

Are you still a mind reader?

I've heard great things.

Life was always easier on you than it was on me.

Sometimes it gets me.

We both did the best we could do.

I didn't wanna hang around.

I won't confess that I waited, but I let the lamp burn.

I hoped you'd return.

Tell me all that you'd learned.

Love's never lost when perspective is earned.

You said you'd come and get me.

The shelf life of those fantasies has expired.

Forgive me, *Name*, please know that I tried.

I tried to hold on to the days when you were mine.

The woman who sits by the window has turned out the light.

THE BOLTER

She almost drowned when she was six in frigid water.

I can confirm she made a curious child.

Reviled by everyone except her own father.

Splendidly selfish, charmingly helpless.

Excellent fun 'til you get to know her.

She runs like it's a race.

Her best mates laughed and they nicknamed her "The Bolter".

Oh, we must stop meeting like this.

It always ends up with a town car speeding out the drive one evening.

He'll call her a whore

As she was leaving, it felt like breathing.

All her fuckin' lives flashed before her eyes.

It feels like the time she fell through the ice, then came out alive.

He was a cad, wanted her bad.

She liked the way he tastes.

At first blush, this is fate.

What a charming Saturday.

She just knows she must bolt.

She's been many places with men of many faces.

Hearts are hers for the breakin'.

She's got the best stories.

As she was leaving, it felt like freedom.

ROBIN

Long may you reign.

You're an animal.

You are bloodthirsty

You have no idea.

All this showmanship to keep it for you in sweetness.

Way to go, tiger.

Long may you roar.

You're a just ruler.

You look ridiculous and you have no idea.

Buried down deep and out of your reach, the secret we all vowed to keep.

You got the dragonflies above your bed.

You have a favorite spot on the swing set.

You have no room in your dreams for regrets.

You have no idea.

The time will arrive for the cruel and the mean.

You'll learn to bounce back just like your trampoline.

But now we'll curtail your curiosity in sweetness.

THE MANUSCRIPT

Now and then she rereads the manuscript of the entire torrid affair.

I'm not a donor but I'd give you my heart if you needed it.

You're a professional.

No, just a good samaritan.

If the sex was half as good as the conversation was, soon they'd be pushin' strollers.

Soon it was over.

She wished she was thirty..

Couldn't sleep unless it was in her mother's bed.

She dated boys who were her own age.

She was so wise beyond her years.

Everything had been above board.

The years passed like scenes of a show.

The Professor said to write what you know.

Lookin' backwards might be the only way to move forward.

The actors were hitting their marks.

The slow dance was alight with the sparks.

At last, she knew what the agony had been for.

The only thing that's left is the manuscript.

One last souvenir from my trip to your shores.

The story isn't mine anymore.

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[gourdkeeper]

Drunken Brawlin'

A self-insert/reader/world tour character 🍋 fic with Jamie Siu. Reader is gender neutral.

4k+ words

Warnings: Drunken sex, light bondage, public setting, semi-public sex, blowjobs, masturbation and mild name calling, switching, lesson goes too far. Canon compliant but not plot heavy (there's no plot almost lol this is straight up porn)

Disclaimer: I am not a writer. Specially not an erotica writer and this was all very self indulgent so please forgive the simplicity of the sentences and amateur-like writing.

Part 2

The sound of a new message rings and you check your phone. It's Li-Fen, again. You sigh in annoyance. She was a very sweet girl but she could easily overload you with small requests that would amount to massive chores if you don't learn to tell her no. Started when you helped her track down Bao Bao Bro and now it's never ending.

This time she had you fetch some weird coupon that allowed her to order milkshakes and boba tea for free once a week via drone delivery. "Sure," you thought "Can't be that hard." Indeed it wasn't such a hard task, but it took your whole morning away and you pray that she doesn't ask anything else of you.

"Did you find it yet?"

You reply with a thumbs up sticker.

"Cool! I'm still chilling with Jiejie here."

You're not far from Chinatown so you decide to take a stroll over there and handover the damned coupon to get this over with.

As soon as you enter the alleyway your eyes meet Chun Li who is once more teaching the locals. She gestures a small wave and a smile at you and you retribute, never did it dawn you that you'd be friends with such a well-regarded and skilled fighter such as her but here you are trading smiles. A little more ahead is Li-Fen, perched up on a little chair, eyes trained on her laptop. Either up to no good or browsing FooTube, who knows.

She doesn't seem to notice you right away so you clear your throat. She looks up at once and sets her sticker filled laptop aside, prancing at you with a full smile. You reach your pocket to get the coupon and notice another small folded paper together with it "Huh, weird when did this get here?" You mutter to yourself. Regardless you hand the prized coupon over and you wish her farewell as you have more business to attend to. She even gave you a Bao Bao Bro sticker as "reward" of some sort. She was happy and that's good enough of a reward as is.

As you turn around and walk away you take a look at the other mysterious paper. Unfolding it revealed the message: "Rooftop, at night."

Wow sure, someone wanted to be weird. You look around your surroundings trying to figure out who must've slipped the message into your pocket but nothing catches your attention. Your feet start moving again, eyes still on the paper. You take a quick final glance over your shoulder to see that someone was just watching you from the corner before swiftly disappearing.

Without any thought or time to waste you turn on your heels and begin sprinting towards the small alley. As soon as you make the corner. No one. Just some merchants going about their day. You know your eyes weren't playing tricks on you.

Well, no reason to stand around. If anyone tries anything funny you know you can stand your ground. "I'll just go about my day and return at night..." Whatever could be worse than another gang bothering you anyway?

---

The message had been in the back of your brain all day now that the sun is setting.

Come to think of it, that same alley was where you had met that long haired guy who was a "peacekeeper" or whatever it was he spouted out of his drunk mouth. He knocked out a couple of gang members and nearly had you beat as well as he had confused you for one. He seemed like a weirdo vigilante to you, albeit a weirdo you'd like to know more about. His fighting style was interesting and unique, you'd be lying if you said you didn't want to learn some of those moves as well.

Perhaps he was the one who had left the message?

With the sky now dark you make way to Chinatown for the second time this day, a couple of cardboard-box-headed fools try to pester you but you quickly brush them off. You don't have time for their stupid brawls.

You make way up the little ladders and onto one of the rooftops and there he is. The exact same drunk guy that singlehandedly beat a swarm of gangsters, facing away from you, staring off into the sky.

You approach cautiously, remembering how the last time you had seen him you nearly tasted asphalt.

The braided man seems to have heard your footsteps and turns around with a welcoming smile on his face, arms rested beside his torso, laying on the railing without a sign of malice. "Yo! I'm glad you got my message! Name's Jamie."

You awkwardly introduce yourself back, slowly closing the gap between the two of you.

"You dropped this that other night and I've been meaning to give it back but figured we could have a chat as well?"

He hands you your own ID, you haven't even noticed it was gone until now, almost makes you wonder if he didn't swipe it off you just to have an excuse.

"Oh uh, thanks!" You take it back and join him by the railling and look down on the humble alleyway. It's quite a nice view you can't lie.

Jamie bumps the back of his hand on your shoulder, motioning his gourd at you inviting you to take a swig with him. You politely decline "I don't really drink much, I don't think I'd be able to keep my drink well."

"Oh this?" Jamie looks at you, eyebrows raised "No no, not at all! This isn't booze, it's more like a uuuh herbal energy drink? Sure it is strong but it won't leave you with a nasty hangover. Family recipe!"

He has a kind smile on his face, he's... Really pretty honestly, the moonlight reflects off his eyes and skin, your eyes drift downwards meeting his bare midriff. It's making you feel things. You are smitten by him. The view *sure* is nice in here. Focus, you're not here for that.

"Try it really! I'll even teach you some of my moves so you can be *almost* as cool as the great Jamie Siu!"

You laugh at his cockiness. He's kind of arrogant but in a joking manner, like he doesn't fully take himself seriously? It's endearing. Plus he just offered to teach you his style and that's pretty much what you wanted. Surely can't hurt to give it a shot.

You nod and accept the drink. Jamie's smile stretches across his face and quickly grabs you a small cup and kicks a bench upright for you to sit on. "Really, best that you take a sit incase *it is* too strong for you."

It makes you question the contents of the drink but sure. You chug it down in one gulp and. Oh. Oh no. God. He was not lying. This is strong. Maybe too strong. You've dropped the cup and you're seeing double, one Jamie is enough, thank you.

You stupidly try to get up and trip over yourself, thankfully he grabbed you and stopped you from falling.

"Yooo are you okay?" Absolutely not.

"Try to regain balance, c'mon." He lightly slaps your cheek to get your focus on him and you just fall towards him. He lays you down. "Ok maybe there is a *little* bit of alcohol. Jeez you sure cannot hold your drink. Sorry about that."

Your head is still spinning, you're clueless as to how anyone can stand up, let alone fight after drinking whatever that gourd contains. Out the corner of your eye you see Jamie take his puffer jacket off, leaving his chest bare.

"Woaah..." You mouth, causing him to chuckle at you.

He lifts your heads and slides it under for support. "Just lay down for a couple 'k? We'll get onto the fighting part once you can clear your head a bit."

Whatever he says just does not register, your mind's in cloud nine and you can't unglue your eyes off of him.

Sure you realized he was attractive already but, goddamn, he is beautiful and you cannot stop yourself from stammering it outloud.

"So I've been told!“

He doesn't take you seriously, under the impression it's just the drink talking but you are dead serious.

You were there to catch fists, not feelings damnit.

Your breath is heavy and dragged, your eyes half lidded and your head feels entirely too hot, it's like you're going to explode.

You look up and he's hunched over, hands on his knees, staring right at you smiling.

"You're quite pretty too, y'know that?" God. You just want him to kiss you honestly.

"Anyway," He continues, "If you're lucid enough to admire my beauty... I'm sure you're lucid enough to get up and fight, no?"

You whine quietly at the callout and do your best to get up on your feet.

Jamie takes on his stance and you mimic it.

He starts explaining the basics and gesturing simple moves for you to copy.

You're following along but there's nothing but static in your brain, you can only think how badly you want this beautiful dark haired man standing in front of you half naked. This isn't the usual you, you're a fighter, and fighters show restraint, they don't show whatever this newfound weakness is.

He goads you onto attacking him. "Give it your all. Go on." You try to jab him but he deflects it effortlessly. You take a backstep and throw a kick. Deflected, throwing your balance off. You catch it and waste no time bringing your opposite arm forth with another punch and your feel your arm get stopped in it's tracks and circled around you. You get hit a couple of times and before you realize, you're locked in place, defeated.

"Tsk tsk" he clicks his tongue, "that's no good. Try again."

Once more, the same result.

"Again."

Every time, taking the same stance and defeating you without breaking a sweat while you can barely even maintain your composure.

This time he locks you in place and ends with his fingers pinched over your windpipe.

Right beside your ear, "I could have killed you easily. You need to do better." He growls.

His sudden serious low tone brings a shiver to your spine. Once more you're feeling things that shouldn't be felt, not here or now at least.

His stern voice. His breath right next to your ear, his naked chest pressed onto you, unable to move. This could prove to be a real problem.

You let out a pitiful whine and stare at him through the corner of your eye. He looks like a predator who had caught his prey.

"Are you... Gonna let go of me so we can try again?“ You enquire half nervously.

"No. Break out of it yourself."

You gulp down hard. He has a devious smirk on his face for a moment and the drink is still impending you from lying.

"What if I don't want to?"

"Oh?"

He squeezes his grip on you like a snake trying to strangle his prey and applies pressure on your neck causing you to squirm and yelp in pain.

"What do you mean by that? Are you giving up already? Not cool... I thought we had a fighter here and not a loser..."

"I'm..." the words stutter out of you, "Too distracted... By you..."

Your cheeks are burning in embarrassment, why can't you just be quiet. Stupid drink. That was the biggest mistake ever. Mom truly was right, never take anything from strangers.

One moment you don't know each other and the other you're undressing them with your eyes because you took one, *one* single swig of an unknown liquid. Stupid stupid stupid.

"Is that so?" He tightens even further. "Tell me, what about me makes you so distracted, hm?"

"Can't be my amazing skill as a fighter, I assume." He mocks, clearly enjoying this. "Is it my handsome physique?“ Tone still mocking.

With the limited motion you have you simply nod slightly and let out a breathy "huh uh" out that sounds more like a moan than an answer.

"I see. It's alright, I would be a flustered mess if I saw myself too." He jokes, cracking a smile and letting go of you.

You regain your breath and balance, assuming a fighting stance once more.

"Oh no no, I don't think so. That's enough fighting today, you need to sleep." Jamie says waving his index finger sideways. "Do you have a place to crash at?“

You tell him you just stay at a hideout near Beat Square but that you're not done. You came here expecting to learn something.

"Fair enough, but I did warn you." He takes on his stance as well and once more has you beat in record time, ending with you pinned underneath him. Wrists gripped by his hand above your head and his leg directly under your crotch.

You squirm and try to break free to no avail, once more he tightens his grip and pushes his knee up.

"It seems to me like you're losing on purpose now... I'm not quite sure I catch your drift."

"Maybe I am..." You reply flustered.

"What is it you want?" His face coming dangerously close to yours.

"You." You nearly moan, "I want you... I think."

"You think? “ he wastes no time and your mouths connect, making you gasp when you feel your lips touch and his tongue intrude.

He pulls back, flustered now too, "How's that for a thought?"

"More." Nothing else is in your mind but him, you need him. You only need Jamie, nothing else.

He smiles and gets back on attack, obliging, this time you feel his free hand roam on your chest, feeling you around and groping while your tongues fight for dominance.

He breaks away from the kiss as if asking for permission to move further and you nod. You've started grinding on his legs, you're getting desperate.

You moan his name softly as you attempt to please yourself with his leg and he scoffs. "Tsk, an hour ago you didn't even know my name and now you're moaning it... Pathetic. Do it again." He goads you, just like he did earlier to deflect your jabs, only this time he takes your open mouth as an invitation for his fingers. "That's right, open up for Jamie... Be on your best behavior..."

Jamie's fucking your mouth with his fingers in and out, smearing your drool on your chin while keeping you in place wanting for more. He withdraws his digits and wipes them off on your cheek. "Tsk, maybe I was right, you are indeed a loser." The smile on his face isn't one of bad intentions though, he's just being light-hearted but it does get you going and you once more moan a "huh uh" at him. "Good. I do like reminding losers where they belong." He lets go off your hands for a moment to rip you out of your pants and turn you around. "Follow my instructions, yeah? Lift your ass up."

You do as he says without a second thought. "Good, hold it like that." Without a second to waste he starts rubbing you through your underwear and you have trouble staying in the position. Hell, you have trouble not collapsing completely. You can't even believe that you're doing this. On a rooftop of all places!

"You're beautiful like this..."

He's picking up the speed and you're having trouble not being loud. You don't want the entire neighborhood to hear you but it gets harder and harder, you are quaking, quivering, if he keeps this up you will come undone without a doubt.

"Jamie... Please"

"Please what?“

"Please, Jamie, I'm going to... Aah"

He pulls his hand away leaving you twitching and panting.

"Not yet."

He lightly kicks you to the side making you lose balance and roll over.

Gasping for air and staring at him through heavy lidded eyes.

His braid has come loose since, and his long black hair is a mess, strands clinging to his sweaty glistening forehead and torso.

"On your knees." He commands and you scramble to assume position, wondering if he's doing what you think he's doing.

You expect him to undo his pants but it never happens.

Instead he removes your top, leaving you bare. Completely naked and vulnerable. You can only wish that no one can see you like this. Last thing you need is a random gangster trying to blackmail you over this.

"Spread your legs for me and lean back... Like that, good. Do that for me... Good." He's so mesmerising, his flowy hair, the way he talks, his body, he has you melt like butter. He has you completely in his grasp.

You see him hold onto his gourd but don't question it and simply do as he says.

He crouches next to you and resumes, applying pressure in all the right spots, rubbing at the perfect pace, getting you worked up once more.

"Open your mouth."

You slightly open one eye and part your lips.

"Face up." He tilts your chin forcibly and positions you as he wants. "Open wider."

His busy hand speeds up as he slightly loses his temper. "I said. Wider."

Suddenly there's liquid pouring over your mouth, chin and chest.

"Drink up, loser. Don't you want to be as strong as me? Learn to stomach it then."

Your chest heaves up and down, trying to not choke up on the drink while fighting the growing orgasm inbetween your legs. It's almost too much to bear.

He picks up the pace, faster than before. "Soon you'll be having something else in your mouth."

Now it was definitely too much. You inhale and you feel the climax crashing and you choke on the drink, coughing and gasping for air as your arms grow tired and let yourself collapse on the ground.

He lays down next to you, taking a swig of his own drink and wiping his mouth with his arm.

"You good?"

You regain your breath and exhale while nodding.

"Good, I'm not through with you."

He rests his palm on your cheek while gazing into your eyes and approaches for a kiss once more.

"Hm, you taste much better now" you're both giggling like school girls, you reek like his drink and you look like a mess. You *feel* like a mess, hell, you probably can't even walk straight at this point.

"Do you still want it?“

"Hm?“ You look at him, confused.

"The other "something" in your mouth?“

You can't help but let out a laugh and nod. You do. You want all of him.

"You sure right?"

It's sweet of him to confirm with you even though you're both clearly plastered.

You reassure him and crawl over to him and start undoing his sweatpants.

He's leaning back on his arms, cheeks burning red and with a smile on his lips.

"Eager eh? You sure are a good student, the best for sure."

"Oh so you just do this with everyone?“

A belly laugh comes crashing from his side. "No no, absolutely not. First time doing this to be honest."

Huh. His answer and honesty perplexes you. First time sinning on the rooftops with someone he's trying to teach or? First time, first time? You push for clarification.

"Of course the great Jamie Siu has had sex, duh of course." His eyes averting from you now. "No one can resist my charm, I mean, look at me. It worked on you!"

You already know the confidence is a bit of a façade, no use making him feel bad even if he's a terrible liar. You're done removing his pants and you start teasing him. Giggling at him while you ghost your finger tips on his thighs and above the elastic of his boxer shorts.

"Is this revenge or something?" He asks with a cocked eyebrow.

"Nah, I just like seeing how you react."

You peel his underwear off of him. The way his sex springs up makes you hunger even more for him. He's so wet already, coated in his own precome. Would be a real shame to tease him further...

You crawl inbetween his legs, taking one into your grasp and kissing up from his calve to his thigh and do the same on the other one. Lightly touching his ankles, the back of his knees, the inside of his thighs. The more he shivers under you the more you want to devour him.

"Please" his brow is furrowed and his cock is heaving up and down together with his chest. "Please just touch it already..."

"Since you've asked so nicely..."

Your lips touch his tip, just a small kiss before reaching down with your tongue at the base of his shaft and dragging it up painfully slow causing him to squirm. He bucks his hips upwards trying to connect with your mouth and you take hold off them and push them down, pinning him to the ground.

He moans in response.

"Hm? What? Do you like being under my grasp as well?"

"Maybe so." He's pouting slightly, somehow redder than before. It's honestly cute and it only makes you want to push further.

You run your tongue lightly up and down his sex. Everytime it goes near the frenulum he almost loses it. It's like you're making love to it.

'Ah's' and 'oh's' together with a myriad of other noises keep escaping his lips.

You pin him harder to the ground and decide to take his entire lenght in your mouth. Hollowing out your cheeks, his pubes tickling your nose. You apply some pressure and go up. And down. And up, alternating between circling the head with your tongue and licking the base of his cock with every motion. He's squirming, panting and his hips twitching.

He's swearing something in Cantonese and it makes you proud of your skills. He's so beautiful, specially like this. It makes you wish you could see him in this state every day.

You feel his hand reach up to the back of your head pushing you down and you slap it away immediately, taking a hold of his wrist and pinning it on the ground. You do the same to his other hand that was laying about comfortably.

Judging by the moans leaving him, that was the right move.

You close your eyes shut as you work him up.

No. This is not enough, you decide last minute.

With a pop you withdraw your mouth from his cock. Jamie produces the whiniest moan you've ever heard from anyone.

"N-no please, I'm so close please, please please"

His pleading is adorable.

"Oh yeah? Do you want to come?"

"Please, god yes please! It was so good please" He pleads thru his teeth, grimacing, teeth gritted, eyebrow furrowed, tears swelling up at his eyes, redder than the lanterns in Chinatown and his hair clinging to his sweat. If you didn't know any better you'd think he was in pain. He's back to swearing in his language, switching back and forth between the swears and the pleading.

"Oh come on? I thought you were the great Jamie Siu? Protector of Chinatown? You're getting destroyed in a rooftop and you're being so loud about how badly you want more? If you don't watch out you'll be branded as the whore of Chinatown instead." You tease.

He stills and gulps down, not even realizing how much of a loudmouth he was being. Embarrassed and thankful that you reminded him of his whereabouts, now whimpering quietly.

"If you want to come to badly, you'll have to be quiet, ok? 'O great Jamie Siu..." You mock and his cock twitches at the words.

He nods quickly, trying to stammer out a "Yes please, I'll be quiet!"

"Good boy."

His world froze. *Boy? Good boy?* How could you talk to him in this matter. First calling him a whore and now this... He didn't like that his body betrayed him in this way, he should be offended, whooping your ass even, but truthfully nothing has ever excited him like this before.

You see the gears in his head turning and repeat yourself. "That's my good boy..." His breath is ragged and you return your mouth to his cock.

You release one of his wrists briefly only to slam your knee over it instead and with your now free hand you start jerking him off along with your mouth, squeezing ever so slightly when it's close to the head. You keep pumping up and down. Making eye contact with him. He's a mess. Biting down on his lip, trying to be a good boy for you. His fists balled up, trying to ride these sensations out for as long as he possibly can. Sadly for him it all comes crashing down. He can't take it any longer. His body convulses underneath you as he blows air out of his nose and his forehead almost goes purple. With the most beautiful expression painted on his face. He comes, hard. Spurting for what feels like an eternity in your mouth. You doing your best to not let a single drip out.

He collapses, defeated. Body drained of strenght and mind of judgement.

You've let go off him by now and swallowed most of his come. Crawling up to him you decide to kiss him. You swirl your tongue, dancing together with his, giving him a taste of himself to which he scrunches his nose with a look of disgust now that the clarity is hitting him. "Good boy." You whisper as you back out of the kiss.

He flops onto his back and stares at the sky.

"I can't believe we just did this." He's incredulous.

You're both laughing again.

"We should probably get dressed again and call it a night." You remind him.

"Uh yeah definitely..." his tone seems a bit sad now, "Do you uh, want me to walk you home?"

"Oh you don't have to, I can handle myself-"

"No really, I want to, I insist."

"Well," you look back at Jamie with the grin of someone who's about to mock him again, "if the great Jamie Siu insists who am I to decline?"

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You're both standing at your doorway now, saying goodbyes. You've tried inviting him in but he politely declined, you can only hope you haven't scared him off. You'd hate for this to be the last time you see him.

Just as he's about to walk off you exclaim "Wait!“

You pull the Bao Bao Bro sticker that Li-Fen handed you earlier.

"You're gonna give me a sticker?? Really?“

"No dumbass," he's bewildered. You pull a pen out and scribble your number into the back of it. "It's more than a sticker. Here." You hand it to him and kiss him once more before seeing him off.

You turn on the lights to the small apartment (if you can even call it that) and kick your shoes off just as you hear your message tone again.

*Sigh.*

"Please tell me she doesn't want to send me on a wild goose chase again."

It's not Li-Fen this time, instead it's an unknown number.

"Tomorrow, rooftops? xx"

Now that was fast! A smile curls at your lips. Tomorrow, rooftops for sure.

#jamie siu #jamie street fighter #street fighter 6 #jamie siu x reader #jamie siu fic #spice or whatever #gourdkeeper

[kaliido-s]

Forgive me if this is inflammatory or something, but a criticism that I have of the WoF books (arc 3 onward but the latter half of arc 2 showed the beginnings of it as well) is that it really feels like tui’s writing and prose has… downgraded? I’m not sure if it’s just me, but it was absolutely glaring in the WoF guidebook. Having adult/elderly characters and even ones in government roles speak in a manner indistinguishable from the toddlers written alongside them is. a choice, i think. It feels like she’s leaning too heavily on the humor of “serious thing to unsERIOUS THING THAT DESTROYS THE MOOD OF THE CURRENT SCENE” if that makes sense? Which is a shame; I really feel like her writing peaked at Darkstalker, which I feel had an even mix of that brand of humor, other expressions of it, and scenes and dialogue that can be fully taken seriously. The first arc and first half of arc 2 also shared that balance. Arc 3 was where it became obvious. I have other issues with arc 3, but I feel like the change in writing style is the most distracting, to me- It was grating enough that I couldn’t get through the third arc. I don’t care for any of its writing choices but I could have at least read it if the style hadn’t changed in that way.

Sorry that this has kind of become a ramble. I’m a weirdo who actively enjoys discussions that amount to “this thing i like kind of sucks <3” but I agree that a lot of people with a similar attitude about it should focus a bit more on what’s drawn and kept them with this series.

I hope you’re having a great day!

As a fan of the MonsterVerse Godzilla movies, I am very familiar with “this thing I like kind of sucks ❤️” discussions.

Anyway, I agree with this a lot. I enjoyed the Guidebook, but the writing shift was more glaring than it had been before for me, even though it had also really bothered me with books 14 and 15.

The section with Queen Coral really got on my nerves honestly. I don’t think she was ever this absurdly over-the-top in The Lost Heir? She feels indistinguishable from Kinkajou or Cricket going on long nerdy rambles. Like girl, you are 65, please stop overexerting yourself before you get a heart attack. There are similar moments in Book 14 and 15, either with characters like Snowfall that never stop screaming in all caps, or with the prose itself having very juvenile wording. I agree with you that arcs 1 and 2 had a better balance with this, I’m never annoyed when I read them like I am with the later half of arc 3. It makes me wonder if I might just skip out entirely on arc 4 since it’s likely the whole thing will be written this way. I understand if it’s Tui’s attempt to gear the series more towards it’s target audience, but when characters screaming nonsense in all caps is contrasted with oppression and psychological horror, I’m really not into it. I feel like your ask put it best, I really don’t have that much to add lol.

#kal wof rambles #kal thoughts #ask #asks #wof #wingsoffire #wings of fire

[ofmanycol0rs]

↶*ೃ✧˚. Hello everyone! Welcome back to another video with LuckieDuckie. Today we will be discussing Rainbow Entertainment’s Best Eras!

As a disclaimer so people don’t come for me in the comments: this is in no particular order. I’m not ranking these eras, just factually stating that they are the best. Also, if you don’t agree with me, I don’t care. Keep it to yourself, I don’t want to see a million comments like “Duckie! Where’s blah blah? Where’s… Chu?” It’s up your [redacted]. Don’t try and tell me I’m wrong either because respectfully… I’m not. Anyway.

Starting off strong, we have LOVE DIVE!

LOVE DIVE! Is That Girl for a reason. Not only was she literally SOTY (4 times btw), but she had the vibes to back it up. I was a big fan of the ethereal cupid aesthetics they had going on and the styling just always looked so expensive. I’m a Chaehee stan, but Blue’s Hime Cut look was literally unmatched. Even the b-sides went crazy this era, with the iconic Sour Grapes taking over everyone’s For You pages. This song was actually inescapable for months, so of course this era had some iconic moments too. My personal favorite moment was Summer’s solo live ban being instated after she called Angelico’s Jinhwa a “fucking weirdo” in front of 45 million Dream. Free her tbh, she did nothing wrong!

Next up… Neverland’s Sugar Rush!

This song was so addicting honestly, the concept, the vocals, the dance, the silly little whistle chorus, it all ate down. We all know where we were when those shirtless concept pics dropped. The whole Peter Pan vibe obviously went with their concept as a whole, but how do I get to that woodland raver’s paradise? Where do I buy tickets? One thing about Neverland is they’re throwing a party and I need an invite. Speaking of parties, the iconic MakoDae club pics dropped this era. All I’m saying is that you can’t prove the girl throwing ass on Mako isn’t me.

Next, we have my favorite Eunji era, Forgive Me.

Honestly, I don’t really stan Eunji like that. I won’t deny that she is the superior Golden Goose producer, of course. But I don’t know all that much about her. What I do know is that whoever this song is about is going straight to hell. She ate them up, your honor! The rock instrumentals had me so shaken when I first listened to this song that I couldn’t stop listening to this song. Ginger Eunji in her rockstar era was peak cunt, The Revenge Era was so serious for her. Not to mention, this song had the most iconic performance of all time. If you haven’t seen it yet, immediately look up Eunji Halloween Bash Forgive Me Carrie. It will change your life. Miss girl is a performer.

Next up is one of Lucky’s most iconic eras, which is difficult to say because they’re all so iconic, I know… but I mean Ping-Pong! 

This era could get the title solely from the styling. So many people love to hate it, but they just do not see the camp of it all! The bright pink and blue hair duo lives in my head constantly. I fear Kpop may never see styling so creative and unique again… Someone please rescue Hidae from 4Luvs because they are literally the most hated duo even though they make the cuntiest comebacks! I need them back together asap. Not to mention, these two have the best chemistry. And who could forget the iconic Twister video dropped this era. This video was so divisive among fans but I personally think they looked like they were having a lot of fun answering all the questions while playing Twister. We all know how those two treat competitions and they were undeniably getting flirty up in there, liiiike…

The Song of the Summer is up next… La Vie’s Fruit Salad!

This song is It. One of Rainbow’s most iconic songs by far. I don’t think there’s a single kpop stan out there that doesn’t know this song or even this dance. Honestly, they were the queens of summer before, but this song just solidified their title and made them simply unbeatable. No one else can ever wear the crown when this song exists. The concept and styling is also so perfect, one of my favorites out of La Vie, with the bright colors and quintessential summer vibes. Red-haired Tomi still rules my heart, honestly, and Sohee’s baby bangs were so quirky and cute. One of my favorite variety shows from RBE also comes from this era, I find myself rewatching Lovie’s Fruit Stand all the time. I think it’s so nice to see them getting time to rest and doing fun summer activities together, and its just so nostalgic to me.

Next we have Roly Poly by XOX!

Listen… I know they were flops. But they served with this one, I can't lie! They had no budget, no fans, and no future. All they had was a dance floor and a dream, and yet they still had fun with it. This was the age of camp and techno and XOX ran with it. And in doing so, they created every single RBE idol’s go-to karaoke song. It almost seems like an inside joke at the company because there is at least 2 videos of every single group covering or dancing to this song. And now she’s made her way on to TikTok and the legacy lives on. Everyone say RIP XOX, you will always be famous. Kind of.

Up next is Thee Lucid! Era… TOMBOY!

This is their most iconic era by far and if you think I’m wrong then argue with the wall or something. The song, the styling, the lyrics, the message, the music video, the performances, the moments… need I go on? I fear they ate the whole industry up with this comeback and the industry knew it too! I guarantee you that every single one of yall’s favs was caught doing this dance. Just the sheer amount of people, specifically men, that this song pissed off already puts her high up on my cuntiest songs roster and that was before they went on national television and said fuck! Speaking of fuck, Lucid! did not give a single one this era. My personal favorite Blue moment happened this era when sasaengs leaked pictures of her and Youngho leaving practice for together before their collab stage dropped and sparked dating rumors, and the Next Day she posted “ew wtf? him of all men?” on her public Instagram story on accident… which then started a nuclear fan war on Twitter. Dare I say; iconic. The Tomboy vibes had possessed the whole group I fear, because even Chaehee got man-hating rumors after she ignored Haruki’s hand to help her down the steps at a music show. Not to mention, Minji’s rap verse got so much shit and yet every single time she took her cutesy ass to center stage and ate down. I could literally go on and on about how much I love this era for hours, so if you want to hear more, click the link in the description for my full explanation on why it was the best era kpop has seen from the fourth generation.

Anyway. Next up is La Vie’s Fancy You!

This era was directly after Fruit Salad which means they had a tough act to follow… yet they absolutely came through. They were giving galactic space princesses, rulers of the cosmos, sparkling amongst the stars. Basically… they served. Tomi and Mari’s pink and purple hair duo is still one of my favs and don’t even get me started on the styling. Gogo boots and sequins and hot shorts, god. It was so cunty. And this era isn’t one of their best just because of the concept (even though that is one of their best too) but the vibes. The song and instrumental produced by the iconic ROZE Mari duo that gags to this day. It seems like every 6 months the song is back on TikTok for its cunty instrumentals or choreography. The Anya Kai dating rumors first started this era and you really just had to be there. The entire kpop world imploded on itself. Speaking of Anya Kai dating rumors, my favorite Sol video of all time is from this era in her cute blue highlights making a face in the back of an interview when Kai is brought up… EXO-Ls came for her for weeks until she finally took to Twitter to tell them she doesn’t give a shit about boy groups and their stans with internalized misogyny complexes! If that’s not mother I don’t know who is.

Next, we have DAZED, a Neverland classic.

Remember when I said that one thing Neverland is gonna do is throw a party? Well this is That Party. Out of all 130 million views of this mv, I’m probably 26 million of them. It’s so addicting with the concept and the cinematography… like what are you doing if you show up to this hot guy’s rager birthday party and find out that him and his friends are faeries after you drink their wine and dance for eternity? The ACoTaR girlies (me) went wild for this one, let me tell you. I loved the way they took their whole Neverland Lost Boys concept and twisted it to give us faeries which totally works but it’s also something new? They gave the girls what they want! Howie absolutely owned this era, especially after an edit of him as Rhysand went viral and he had to google the series on live when people asked him about it. I still think about that clip of him saying “What do you mean fairy porn?” every single day.

Finally, last but certainly not least, is the best Rainbow era of all time. NEW WAVE.

I know I said I wasn’t ranking them and all that and that is still true, but… this era is inarguably the best out of all of them so I had to put it last. And of course I'm not biased just because I ult Lucky. I’m convinced that Jung Jisoo tried acid for the first time and then came up with this concept based off of that. And I support it. She was Euphoria before her time, a true masterpiece of neon glitter and debauchery. If I could pick one place anywhere on the space time continuum to live out the rest of my days, it would be the set of this mv. They were literally taking shots in the making video. This song was nearly banned from broadcasts and I’m still surprised that Lucky hasn’t had one of their songs banned yet. Queens Eunbi and Jisoo just know the exact line between cunt and can’t, I guess. This era gave the vibes of the early 2000s club craze tabloid era in the best way both in the concept and for the members. The rumor mill was working over time going after them! Angel was accused of sleeping with fans and cheating on Jennie even though the dating rumors didn’t exist until after the cheating rumors? Sunnie’s gay rumors started this era, although she has since been pretty clear that they weren’t just rumors, LOL. Even baby Han got into one of his first scandals after he got caught with a pack of cigs in his back pocket. The most groundbreaking scandal this era though, one of the only times Lucky has had to issue an apology over the years despite being notorious for saying fuck it, Hiro’s infamous AKB video. Iconic or not, it had impact! But it wasn’t just bad things that came out of this era, of course. It was their most successful ot4 comeback, winning 8 music show wins and PAK as a full group. Plus, they still make room for it on every set list, so they clearly feel the same way about it as 4luvs do. You cannot deny that this era is the most iconic eras of both Lucky and RBE as a whole.

Thank you for tuning in to this video everyone! Feel free to comment below which of these you think is best, or even another one I didn't mention, I guess. But I don't want to see any fighting about it!

Til next time! Mwah!!

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[rafesapologist]

if its real shes such a fuckin weirdo for answering the question abt his dick size likeee…

yes!! that and her lil comment talking about "I forgive you for your ignorance, projections, hateful words and otherwise unkind mannerisms."

like girl get the fuck out of here please be serious

#askrafesapologist

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

heyyy could u write about drunk!reader and protective eddie!! i j saw ur post about wanting to write it 😁🫶🏼

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Warnings; Protective Eddie, fluff, drunk reader

@alicentswife

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Eddie was in a panic. His girl was meant to be safe with Robin and Steve and yet they had let her get absolutely hammered.

He was going to kill Steve- ruin his perfect fucking hair for giving yn way too many cocktails.

Driving as quickly as he can he gets to the party and finds his girl wedged between Robin and Steve.

She's pouting.

"Steve. I want to try karaoke" Steve shakes his head.

"No, then you'll drink more and I'm already fucked when Eddie talks to me because he's so protective of you. Thank fuck he doesn't know that Tommy tried to make a move on you"

"He what!" Eddie demands and Steve's eyes widen comically.

"Shit uh... hey buddy" Steve tries to act nonchalant but Eddie is not in the mood.

Would Henderson forgive him if he punched Steve in his perfect teeth? Or maybe messed up that perfect hair.

"Eddie baby, hi handsome" yn giggles and rushes over to him snuggling into his chest and he strokes her hair still glaring daggers at Steve.

Robin rolls her eyes.

"Dingus calm down. She's fine just a little drunk. Whats the problem?" he scowls.

"My problem? Is if she got separated from you or Steve and got hurt, What if she fell and hit her head or that asshole Tommy came sniffing around again huh? Not to mention the weirdos out and about at night"

Yn looks up at him sadly.

"Guys... Eddies mad" she whispers to them and he kisses her forehead.

"Not with you princess. Never with you" he assures her and she is back to being smiley and happy.

Probably will deal with a killer of a hangover in the morning too.

Steve bites his lip.

"Dude you're like way overprotective. Shes fine" at Eddie's glare he shuts up.

"She is my girl, my princess and if something happened tonight Steve I hope you have running shoes with you"

"Don't be mad Eddie baby, I should have stopped after the third cocktail", that's true but he doesn't have the heart to yell at her.

In fact, he hates yelling at her or raising his voice and when he does it usually ends up with lots of kisses and hugs after.

"Come on princess let the brave knight Eddie the banished guide you to your carriage" her eyes widen and she makes a shushing sound.

"Eddie babe, shh we can't let people know about our kinky games" Robin is grinning now.

"What kinky games?" she asks yn and Steve butts in groaning.

"Ugh TMI, fuck" Steve says and Eddie grows amused.

Was Steve vanilla as fuck or what?

"Dungeon master and his mistress, princess and her valiant knight, in Dungeon Master and his mistress Eddie is the big bad Dungeon Master and I...

"Enough about your sex life, please" Steve begs, and Yn huffs then pouts.

"Come now princess before we affront Steve even more" he teases and she nods but stumbles a little bit so he holds his hand out to help.

"Oopsie daisy" she giggles and he tries to hide his smile as she sings a Madonna song as soon as they head outside.

How can he be mad at her when she was so fucking cute?

"Your carriage milady" he holds the van door open for her and helps her inside then jogs around the van to get in the driver seat.

It doesn't take them long to get to his and his Uncle Wayne is waiting outside for them worried about yn.

The two of them got on so well, Wayne adored her and Eddie had told him numerous times that he had found the one in yn.

"Uncle Wayne" she beams and is out of the van before he can help her get to the trailer, she hugs his uncle tightly and Wayne smiles looking relieved.

"Gave Eddie and me quite a worry there honey" she gasps.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize the cocktails were so big" he and Wayne help her inside as she is still a bit like Bambi when she's walking and he leads her into his room.

He gets her stripped and into her nightclothes then he strips down to his boxers and cuddles up beside her.

"I love you Eddie" she mumbles and kisses his cheek. His heart skips a beat and he kisses her back.

"I love you too baby" she's soon out like a light and he kisses her forehead.

No doubt she will wake up with a bad hangover but he will take care of her and make sure his princess is okay.

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#eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #protective eddie munson