Saw some hanguang-gun meme where they edited pistols into his hands and gave him a cowboy hat and absolutely couldn’t get it out of my head. Anyway, in mdzs Wild West AU wwx plays harmonica and lwj plays banjo. People refer to him as Lone John. He wears a fun little ribbon on his cowboy hat. Can’t decide if they skateboard through the sky on their guns roping undead cattle or what but anyway gotta inflict this reality on you guys
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Hi my lovely!! If you’re able to still take the requests, would you consider Jin + Cowboy + Spice? 💘 hehe tysm!!!
A/N: Here you are @jozhenji💜 Hope you like it! Thank you for giving me a reason to write another Western AU!
Jin x Reader
WC: ~1.5k
“Oh my lord, it’s him! It’s him!”
“He’s back!! How’s my hair? Is my rouge good?”
The gaggle of saloon girls crowding at the window reminds you of a group of very excited birds, the bright yellow, pink and blue feathers of their costumes fluttering with every excited movement they make.
“Ladies.” Your voice is cool and calm but loud enough to reach them over the normal saloon sounds of gruff murmuring, chairs scraping against the wooden floor, the piano off in the corner playing popular tunes. “Back to work.” They turn, a flock in motion, but the hand on your hip and the tilt of your head are stern enough to pull a collective sigh from them before they tap tap tap on their heels back to wherever they were before it was announced that Jin Grandet was back in town.
You lean against the edge of the bar, exchanging a look with Luke, the shaggy-haired bartender, who simply shrugs one of his big shoulders and goes back to drying glasses. A moment later, the door of the saloon swings opens and a tall, broad figure momentarily blocks the spill of cool, early evening light.
“What a fine night it is in Rhodolite County. Evening, everyone. Drinks on me!” Jin steps further into the saloon and grins as a cheer rises from the patrons, his name being shouted in greeting and good cheer. He spots you, all in red, the only woman allowed to wear that color in Belle's, leaning on the end of the smooth, wooden bar, your gaze casually glancing his way as you raise a glass of rich mahogany wine to your lips. His grin widens as he strolls in your direction, his gait lighter than one would think for a man of his size.
You try to keep your expression blank, but it’s difficult not to let your appreciation of that compelling physique show. His jeans hug long, powerful legs. His midnight blue shirt is tucked into them, leaving very little to the imagination. It’s an easy stroll, following the line of his muscular legs to a surprisingly narrow waist and then back up to wide, powerful shoulders. His shirt sleeves are rolled up, revealing strong forearms. One hand is shoved enticingly into the front pocket of his jeans. His dark hair, brown kissed by fire, is covered by a black pinch-front cowboy hat and anyone who didn’t know Jin would assume the white object at the corner of his shapely lips is a cigarette.
You know better.
“I ain’t ever gonna get used to the sight of a grown-ass man suckin’ on a lollipop.”
His grin grows brighter as he reaches up, pulling the sweet red treat from his mouth. A few of the saloon girls sigh audibly and you turn your head, shooting a glare in their general direction. Quickly the feathers bob up and down as they return to work.
“Want a taste?” He slides onto the bar stool closest to you, garnet eyes alight as he holds out the lollipop in your direction. With a huff, you roll your eyes, lifting your wine glass in response.
“Already got something far superior, Grandet.”
Although your words are thorny, you’re moving behind the bar, fixing him a drink. While you’re preparing his whiskey on the rocks, he’s approached by other patrons. They welcome him back to Rhodolite with slaps on the shoulder and excited questions about his latest adventure in Obsidian.
One of the saloon girls slinks forward, pressing a hand to the hard plane of his chest, batting lashes coated in thick black mascara. They remind you of gangly spider-legs
“You were gone so suddenly, Jin. We all missed you.”
He reaches up, wrapping her hand in his big one and removing it from his chest. He does it so fluidly, so effortlessly, with a grin so flirty and promising that she doesn’t even notice.
“When the sheriff gives an order, sweet thing, his officers have to answer.”
A rugged man with eyes lit up by booze and admiration leans his elbow on the bar counter.
“Tell us, Jin, did you run into the Gilbert gang?”
This could turn into an all-nighter if he starts answering the town folks' questions. It wouldn’t be the first time. Pointedly you set his drink down in front of him.
“Alright alright. Clear off now. Jin and I have saloon business to take care of. Ya’ll can pester him later.”
Jin is your business partner and part owner of Belle’s, having jumped at the chance to help you open the place several months ago. He's happy to leave the run of it in your hands, but does like to be included in certain business decisions. Just last month, before he had left on his mission for Sheriff Michel, he had brought you a bottle of wine from Benitoite county, promising you it would increase sales if sold here. And he had been right, to the tune of 40 percent.
Now he frowns, sighing almost theatrically as he turns to face you. “I just walked in the place and you want to talk business?” He shakes his head, sliding off the bar stool with his drink in his hand. “Dealing with the Obsidian gang is easier than my partner here,” he says to an eye-roll from you and raucous laughter from the crowd. He lifts the whiskey, knocking it back in one smooth motion and then sets the empty tumbler down on the bar.
You make your way towards the narrow spiral staircase in the back corner of the saloon, listening as Jin claps people on the shoulder, promising them a drink on him later as well as the details of his adventures in Obsidian county. They all watch him go, shaking their heads. Poor guy, just back and now it seems you’re calling him to the chopping block for one thing or another.
The staircase leads to the second floor of the building, the place where there are several bedrooms. Yours, as owner, is at the end of the hall and bigger than the rest. Reaching into one of the discrete pockets sewn into the crimson satin of your gown, you pull out the iron key to your door even as you hear the heavy steps of Jin’s cowboy boots along the wooden corridor.
Stepping inside your bedroom, a sanctuary of mint green and gold and delicate decorations, you turn, dropping the key into a small soap dish shaped like a lily-pad as Jin steps inside and then one-handedly closes the door firmly behind him.
Your eyes lock and for a moment, neither of you moves. And then you’re rushing forward and he’s pulling you towards him, wrapping his strong arms around you and crushing your eager lips with a kiss. He tastes like whiskey, sweet and tangy, and on his tongue you catch the faintest hint of strawberry lollipop. Your fingers grip the nape of his neck as another wave of thunderous craving rolls through you.
“Lord, I missed you,” he manages to growl somewhere in the tangle of kisses. His cowboy hat has fallen to the floor and somehow the straps of your gown have come undone. He lowers his head, pressing his mouth to the line of your neck, following it down to the smooth skin of your bare shoulder. His strong hands are anchored at your waist, deliciously firm. Your head lolls back to give him access; his hair soft between your fingers.
“You got some nerve just waltzin’ in like that, Jin Grandet." Your words exist in that place between a whisper and a gasp. "No note that you’re back. No private visit. I ought to turn you out right now.”
He huffs against the delicate skin of your collarbone.
“You won’t. Not with the way I turn you on.”
You groan, half at the terrible pun, half at the way his mouth is hungrily exploring all the skin above the heart-shaped neckline of your dress.
“Besides,” he breathes as he skims his hands up your back, his face pressed against the softness of your cleavage, “I wanted to surprise my girl.”
He urges you towards the bed, showing shocking dexterity despite the size of his hands as he works the hooks of your gown. You put a hand between you, feeling the way his heart is hammering even through the soft cotton of his shirt.
“Jin…?”
He lifts his head, hair a disheveled mess, eyes glowing like hot coals with want.
“Yeah?”
You smile slowly, reaching out to cup his face with your palm. The touch is a moment of tenderness, a light in the dark sea of desire you’re both sinking into.
“I missed you too. So very much.”
His breath catches as he feels the truth of your words, the soft sincerity of them. His dark head bows, lifting your hand to his lips where he places a loving kiss to the back of it.
“C’mere, cowboy,” you murmur, lowering yourself onto the bed and pulling him along with you. “Lemme show you.”
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Request rules.
I don't write smut but I will write steamy make-out scenes and all that.
I will write fem!character x fem!reader, male!character x fem!reader, male!reader x male!reader. All of it including gender neutral reader.
I also only really write x reader fics.
My Masterlist - What I've already written, I update when I post.
REQUESTS ARE CLOSED DUE TO HAVING LOTS OF REQUESTS!
- Thanks for the requests though! :)
Keep an eye on this as I add more characters as I watch more shows/movies!
People/characters I will write for:
DYSTOPIAN and ACTION:
- Hunger Games - Peeta Mellark, Katniss Everdeen, Haymitch Abernathy, Finnick Odair, Johanna Mason, Annie Cresta, Lucy Gray Baird, Sejanus Plinth.
- Maze Runner - Thomas, Newt, Gally, Minho.
- Kingsman - Harry Hart (Galahad), Gary "Eggsy" Unwin (Galahad), Hamish Mycroft (Merlin), Jack Daniels (Whiskey).
- Luther - John Luther, Alice Morgan, Justin Ripley.
- Call of Duty - John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, König, Alejandro Vargas, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin, Valeria Garza, Keegan Russ.
- The Boys - Homelander, Starlight, Soldier Boy, Black Noir, Billy Butcher, Hughie Campbell, The Deep, Queen Maeve, A-Train, Translucent.
- Gen V - Marie Moreau, Emma Meyer, Jordan Li, Andre Anderson, Cate Dunlap, Luke Riordan and Sam Riordan.
HORROR:
- Scream - Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Dwight "Dewey" Riley, Randy Meeks, Richie Kirsch, Sam Carpenter, Tara Carpenter, Chad Meeks-Martin, Mindy Meeks-Martin, Ethan Landry.
- The Lost Boys - Michael Emerson, David, Star, Marko, Dwayne.
- What We Do in the Shadows - Nandor the Relentless, Laszlo Cravensworth, Nadja, Guillermo de la Cruz.
- A Quiet Place (1&2) - Lee Abbott, Evelyn Abbott, Emmett.
- The Boy - Brahms.
- Zombieland - Tallahassee, Columbus, Wichita.
- Fight Club - Tyler Durden, The Narrator.
- Alien - Ripley, Dwayne Hicks, Hudson.
- Saw - Adam Faulkner-Stanheight, Amanda Young, Peter Strahm, Mark Hoffman.
- The Crow - Eric Draven.
- Midnight Mass - Sheriff Hassan, Father Paul, Riley Flynn.
MARVEL:
- MCU - Tom Holland!Peter Parker, Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker, Bruce Banner, Steve Rodgers, Tony Stark, T'Challa, Stephen Strange, Logan, Scott Lang, Wanda Maximoff, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Yelena Belova, Matt Murdock, Valkyrie, Carol Danvers, Peter Quill, Bucky Barnes, Phil Coulson, Gamora, Thor Odinson, Loki Laufeyson, James Rhodes, Pietro Maximoff, Druig, Sam Wilson, Shuri.
- Spiderverse - Hobie Brown, Miles Morales (both variations), Gwen Stacy, Miguel O'Hara, Pavitr Prabhakar, Peter B Parker, Spider Noir.
- X-Men and others (Deadpool etc) - Young!Charles Xavier, Young!Erik Lehnsherr, Nightcrawler, Jean Grey, Scott Summers, Nathan Summers, Wade Wilson.
DC:
- The Dark Knight Trilogy - Christian Bale!Bruce Wayne, Jonathon Crane.
- The Batman - Robert Pattinson!Bruce Wayne, Selina Kyle.
- Justice League - Diana Prince (Wonderwoman), Arthur Curry (Aquaman), Clark Kent (Superman).
- Gotham - David Mazouz!Bruce Wayne, Jerome Valeska, Jerimiah Valeska, Alfred Pennyworth, Jim Gordon, Selina Kyle, Ed Nygma, Barbara Kean, Oswald Cobblepot, Victor Zsasz, Harvey Bullock, Jonathon Crane, Jervis Tetch, Victor Fries.
The Suicide Squad - Jared Leto!Joker, Harley Quinn, Rick Flag, Chris Smith (Peacemaker), Robert DuBois (Bloodsport), Chato Santana (El Diablo).
ANIME:
- Attack on Titan - Eren Yeager, Levi Ackerman, Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Reiner Braun, Annie Leonhart, Sasha Braus, Erwin Smith, Miche Zacharius, Hitch Dreyse, Kenny Ackerman, Marco Bodt, Pieck Finger, Porco Galliard, Colt Grice, Bertholdt Hoover, Nicolo, Ymir, Zeke Yeager, Floch Forster.
- Demon Slayer - Giyu Tomioka, Mitsuri Kanroji, Obanai Iguro, Muichiro Tokito, Shinobu Kocho, Kyojuro Rengoku, Tengen Uzui, Kanao Tsuyuri, Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Gyutaro, Daki, Enmu, Hinatsuru, Makio, Suma.
- Castlevania - Alucard, Sypha Belnades, Trevor Belmont, Carmilla, Lenore.
- Tokyo Ghoul - Ken Kaneki, Juuzou Suzuya, Touka Kirishima, Kuki Urie, Ayato Kirishima, Itori, Uta, Hideyoshi Nagachika.
- My Hero Academia - Shota Aizawa, Hizashi Yamada, Tenya Ida, Ochaco Uraraka, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Kyoka Jiro, Hanta Sero, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo, Itsuka Kendo, Tamaki Amajiki, Hitoshi Shinso, Keigo Takami, Mirko, Dabi, Himiko Toga, Jin Bubaigawara.
- Obey me - Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, Solomon.
- Haikyuu! - Daichi Sawamura, Kōshi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Tobio Kageyama, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Kiyoko Shimizu, Keishin Ukai, Tetsurō Kuroo, Kenma Kozume, Tōru Oikawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Kōtarō Bokuto, Keiji Akaashi, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Satori Tendō, Yūji Terushima, Kiyoomi Sakusa, Atsumu Miya, Osamu Miya.
- Avatar the Last Airbender - Zuko, Katara, Sokka, Aang, Azula, Ty Lee.
- Avatar: Legend of Korra - Korra, Asami, Mako, Tenzin, Iroh.
MUSIC:
- Waterparks - Awsten Knight, Geoff Wigington, Otto Wood.
- My Chemical Romance - Gerard Way, Mikey Way, Ray Toro, Frank Iero, (all the killjoys).
- Pierce The Veil - Vic Fuentes, Tony Perry, Jaime Preciado.
- All Time Low - Alex Gaskarth, Rian Dawson, Zack Merrick.
- Ice Nine Kills - Spencer Charnas, Ricky Armellino, Patrick Galante, Joe Occhiuti, Dan Sugarman.
- Palaye Royale - Remington Leith, Emerson Barrett.
- Others - Oli Sykes, Ronnie Radke, Andy Hurley, Brandon Flowers, Chris Motionless, Kellin Quinn,, John O'Callaghan, Josh Franceschi, Lzzy Hale, Hayley Williams, William Beckett, Noah Sebastian, Will Ramos, Will Ghould, Dave Grohl, Vessel (Sleep Token).
- Metal Lords - Hunter, Kevin, Emily.
SCI-FI:
- The Sandman - Dream, Corinthian.
- Prey - Naru, Taabe.
- Stranger Things - Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler, Jonathon Byers, Max Mayfield, Robin Buckley, 001, Dimitri, Eddie Munson.
- Star Wars - Anakin Skywalker, Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Han Solo, Rey, Kylo Ren, Boba Fett, Poe Dameron, Din Djarin, Cal Kestis.
OTHERS:
- Barbie - Barbie, Ken.
- Monster High - Frankie Stein, Clawdeen Wolf, Cleo de Nile, Deuce Gorgon, Draculaura, Lagoona Blue, Abbey Bominable, Clawd Wolf, Gillington Webber, Heath Burns, Holt Hyde, Jackson Jekyll, Neighthan Rot, Operetta, Robecca Steam, Rochelle Goyle, Venus McFlytrap, Kieran Valentine, Porter Geiss.
- Wonka - Willy Wonka, Fickelgruber.
- Saltburn - Oliver Quick, Felix Catton, Farleigh Start, Venetia Catton.
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I know that's quite a long list and if you want me to write for a character not on there then just ask :)
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Random canon things about my TUMI (The Ultimate Mystery Incorporated) universe cuz I'm bored.
Yasuhiro's like a big history nerd. He knows ecerything that happened in Crystal Cove including all of the myths. This is partly cuz of his mom's business, but also since he just finds it interesting.
When Kyoko was a small child, she just wouldn't talk. She just stared into Jin's soul until he did something. When she met Byakuya, she did the same thing but the little dude wasn't fased at all. Just stared back.
Byakuya also used to get carried quite a lot by Kijo cuz Byakuya didn't wanna walk, but that ended when he got sick one time and threw up all over Kijo's suit. Kyoko was present and it was the first time Byakuya actually heard her laugh.
Leon cannot live without playing baseball for more than 2 weeks. One time the field got busted up cuz... it's Crystal Cove and he was just itching to play it again. When he couldn't, he literally passed out once.
Sayaka has 5 sisters, but isn't really close with them since they're all a lot older than her. In her mind though, she has 6. Of course, she would never tell Kyoko that she sees her as a sister since Kyoko is... Kyoko.
Sometimes Kijo just... Falls asleep at his desk. When Byakuya sees this, he always carefully wakes him up and brings him to his bed. Kijo's often too tired to notice this.
Jin has a big folder with all of Kyoko's school projects she brought home. From a drawing of a horse she made in kindergarten to a paper she made on the inequality between men and women.
Sheriff Stone is just a really happy dude who loves his job. He isn't the biggest fan of Kijo though. He's honestly a bit scared of him and doesn't like how close he is to the mayor (Jin)
That's all for this time. I really love this universe of mine a lot so it was about time I really got into it on here!!!
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All these characters are from an RPG campaign called; Gehenna's Gates, set in the world of Vampire The Masquerade. Feel free to ask any questions!
We take a moment to celebrate our fallen friends in this campaign
Felix: Felix, our resolute Gangrel companion, embodied the wild spirit of his clan with an appearance weathered by nocturnal adventures. In pivotal moments, Felix displayed unwavering courage, standing as a stalwart defender of our coterie aginst Anselm. Tragically, he met his demise at the hands of the Black Hand, choosing to sacrifice himself to safeguard critical information. In his final act, Felix cemented his legacy as a valiant Gangrel, leaving an indelible mark on the shared tapestry of our nocturnal history.
Meinwald Willem Becker: Former Sheriff of London. A Brujah as strong as a titan but with a good heart, who left from the darkest and most gloomy place in the vampiric world, devoted to hatred and wickedness. Returned with his own strength to find the light for himself and others. So strong and kind that he tamed Spain's most dangerous Lasombra, establishing a deep relationship with him. He was a beacon for the group and his death left incurable scars.
Raphael: Raphael, the archangel, stood as the epitome of celestial strength and benevolence, radiating an aura of divine grace. With golden wings that spanned the heavens and eyes that held the wisdom of eons, he was the paragon among angels. His countenance reflected both compassion and unwavering determination. Tragically, Raphael met his end defending a human soul from the malevolent grasp of his brother, Lucifer, catalyzing the tumultuous events of Gehenna. In sacrificing himself, Raphael's celestial essence transcended, and he emerged as a guiding spirit for Danya, offering wisdom and protection from the shadows as she navigated the intricate tapestry of the supernatural realm.
O'Connel: O'Connel, our irascible Nosferatu, embodied a grumpy and cantankerous demeanor, his visage marred by the grotesque features characteristic of his clan. Despite his surly disposition, his keen insight and tenacity proved invaluable to the coterie when uncovering a spy in their midst. Transcending his initial role, O'Connel became the linchpin of the coterie's technological endeavors, utilizing his skills to bolster their defenses. Tragically, his unlife met a grim end at the hands of the Kuei-Jin, who claimed his head in a chilling confrontation. O'Connel's demise left a void, marking the end of a tumultuous but indispensable chapter in the coterie's history.
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Selena Thatcher, My OC 🌊🌊
Selena Maeve Thatcher (or Just Selena)
First Name: Selena
Last name: Thatcher ( Her Earth family name)
Name Origins: Greek Origin, Goddess Of the moon, From Selene Goddess of moon 🌕
Date of birth: 15 June
Age: 38 Y.O
Gender: Female
Siblings: Morgana (younger sister)
Sexuality: Heterosexual.
Zodiac: Gemini.
Species: Embophidian, Hydromancer.
Skin colour: Medium
Body type: Slim woman, Slender too.
Phobias: Thanatophobia (fear of losing someone you care about)
FOMO: Fear of missing out.
Ambiguphobia: fear of being misunderstood.
Arachnophobia: Fear of spiders.
Fear of Water being polluted or dirty.
Phillias:
Thalassophile: lover of the sea.
Aquaphilia: Lover of water
Lover of quietness (sadly that has no term)
Lover of Aquariums.
Lover of sea-creatures.
Caeruleaphile: lover of blue colour.
Porphyrophile: lover of purple colour.
Hair colour: Pink.
Eye colour: deep Blue.
Current location: Moirvdonne, UK.
Face claims: Noami Scott.
VA: Esmé Bianco, (The VA of Eclipsta in svfoe)
Alignment: Good.
Status: Alive.
Affiliation:
FBI.
Moirvdonne Police, Sheriff.
Wartb Gang.
Likes:
Singing.
Dancing.
Cooking.
Drawing.
playing chess set
watching TV
reading a book.
Mediating in water.
Casual clothes, Grunge too.
Water aesthetics, sea aesthetics, and such.
Children.
Fighting crimes.
Helping others.
Healing others.
Stand and fight for justice.
Friends and family.
Coffee.
Nature.
Sea.
Water, everything that is water-form.
Loving, compassionate, Understanding, and helpful if others need her.
Loves to play Video games with Selviya.
Loves to Learn Magic with Aliyaa.
Glamours gowns.
Glamours tiaras.
Sushi, Pesto Pasta.
Dislikes:
Evil-doers
Killers/murderers
sexists.
Racist.
Bigots.
Using religion for one’s profit.
Bad manners.
Evil.
Backstabbing.
Hates Slither to the core.
Hates autumn.
Her friends and loved ones getting harmed or killed.
When someone is rude.
Conflicts.
Wars.
Crimes.
Hatred.
using magic for evil purposes.
She is quick to anger and she hates it.
Hates bobba tea, don’t ask her why. 🤫
Speed: 9.5/10.
Agility: 10/10.
Intelligence: 9/10.
Strength: 10/10.
Stamina 9/10.
Stealth: 10/10.
Cooperation: 10/10.
Durability: 10/10.
Flexibility: 10/10.
Reflexes: 10/10.
Instincts: 10/10.
Family:
Kung Lao (Alive).
Thomas Lao Older son (Alive).
Layla Lao's second child (Alive).
Friends and Allies:
Aliyaa Aepel @aliyaaaepel3
Selviya Levsloky @aliyaaaepel3
Scylla Aepel @aliyaaaepel3
Arouj Roman @aliyaaaepel3
Hadi Aepel @aliyaaaepel3
Derek Monrik @aliyaaaepel3
Eveie Al’shayle. @aliyaaaepel3
Layla Buyunii. @aliyaaaepel3
Sailor Mona. @monapome
Jayce Nilson @kyd35
Sphinx. @aliyaaaepel3
Sarah @alexapenz
Heynois. @aliyaaaepel3
Mila. @mollyb9
Molly. @melissalix
Lana. @noelle9
Eliena De Vil. @lisadelise
William Mo’lain (Mayor of Moirvdonne)
Cecila Smith.
Anthony Mccbride.
Cassie Cage.
Johnny Cage.
Sonya blade.
Jacqui Briggs.
Jax Briggs.
Kuai Liang.
Kung Lao (Husband).
Smoke.
Liu Kang.
Cyrax.
Takeda Takahashi
Hydro (Malibu Comic Character 😭)
Not Friends or enemies:
Kitana.
Jade.
Sindel.
Scorpion/ Hanzo Hasashi.
Fujin.
Raiden.
Sheeva.
Goro.
Kintaro.
Kung Jin.
Shujinko.
Frost.
Geras.
Baraka
The Oshh-tek Guards
The Kahn-Guards.
Enemies:
Rain (Arch-enemy, In MK)
Silther (Arch-enemy, In Moirvdonne)
Mileena
Tanya
Shao Kahn
Kotal Kahn
Erron Black
Kabal
Skarlet
Kano
Shang Tsung
Cetrion
Kronika
Shinnok
D’Vorah
Kollector
In relationship with Kung Lao.
Status: Married to Kung Lao (Canon, Because I Said So 🫸)
Powers:
Hydrogenic.
Wave manipulation.
Water manipulation.
Hydrokinesis.
Water generation.
Water detection.
Water purification.
Whirlpool generation.
Water absorption.
Can control Water and Sea, If she is angry the sea is becoming rough and angry too like her.
She caused a horrible Tsunami once because she was angry and she is still regretting this.
Levitation, (Can fly only in her magical girl form)
She can easily heal people, any type of illness, and damage.
She is very skilled in Muay Thai and Judo.
Has magical girl abilities
She is a very strong and skilled Hydromancer, that’s why Rain is after her.
Create whips out of the water and they are dangerously sharp.
Creates Storm blades too.
magical girl outfit:
Personality:
Selena is nice to people who are nice to her, she helps anyone in need, she is generous, and kind, she is very monstrous when it comes to fighting, she is humble, loving, and understanding of others, she is a stylish woman, she likes etiquette too. And a huge consumer of coffee ☕️.
Finally, it took from me forever to finish this! That’s all of Selena Thatcher 🌊
@aliyaaaepel3 @lisadelise @melissalix @alexapenz @noelle9 @loryeenb @monapome @florafoom @kyd35 @kuaifan
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so I got tagged by @cinematicnomad to pick my top 5 fics, and I thought, this is an outrage! I’ve got 99 fics on AO3 alone! though granted I wouldn’t pick anything not on AO3 since my old stuff is ... not great ... but anyway how I could pick 5? So since I missed fanfic writer’s appreciation day yesterday I decided to appreciate myself, bend the rule, and change the prompt to .... give your favorite fics awards!
Best Epic:
The Sum of its Parts (1.2 million | T | Teen Wolf | Sterek, Scallison)
What started as a simple "fork in the road" AU became a series and ate my life.
This obviously had to be on the list somewhere but it’s barely a fanfic anymore, it strayed so far from the source material! I adore every word. Well, most of the words.
Best Smut:
Get Off (Me) (77K | E | Teen Wolf | Steter)
Stiles hates being left behind with Peter while the pack is fighting monsters, because he never knows exactly what Peter will get up to.
Boy did I have fun with this one. Dubcon smut turns to consensual-but-not-safe-or-sane smut turns to ‘wait did we catch feelings wtf’ smut.
Funniest:
The Lost Cause (18K | T | The Untamed | NHS + JGY)
AU in which Nie Huaisang and Jin Guangyao work together to take down Jin Guangshan from the beginning.
Or: the story in which Nie Huaisang just wants to paint fans and feed birds and he doesn't understand why this is so much to ask.
I may live to be a hundred and never write anything funnier than “you have a praise kink!”
Best Roast of the Source Material:
Adult Wolf (232K | T | Teen Wolf | Sheriff/Peter, Sterek)
As if Sheriff Stilinski doesn't have enough to deal with, now he's been attacked by some enormous dog in the forest, and that's normal compared to what happens next...
Re-telling of seasons 1-3B with Sheriff Stilinski being bitten instead of Scott.
230K words of me writing a strongly worded letter to the writers of Teen Wolf on all the things they could’ve done better. I enjoyed it.
Best Tearjerker:
picking up the pieces (111K | M | The Untamed | LWJ + JYL, WWX/LWJ)
The AU where Jiang Cheng dies at Nightless City instead of Jiang Yanli and she takes her son to raise at Lotus Pier. She and Lan Wangji bond over losing Wei Wuxian and raising their children, and over time, they start to have suspicions about what happened at Qiongqi Way....
This is probably the most poignant thing I have ever written. The whole thing is woven with grief and love. The scenes between Lan Wangji and A-Yuan still make me a little teary-eyed when I think of them.
Best Romance:
An Atypical Courtship (48K | M | The Untamed | LXC/JGY, WWX, LWJ)
Meng Shi dies with her debt to the brothel unpaid, and the madam decides Meng Yao needs to work it off for her. Eight years later, Lan Xichen meets him at Koi Tower.
I generally don’t write a lot of pure “romance”, so I’m really proud of how this one came out. The whole fic is just so soft and loving.
Best Post-Canon:
you’ll never walk alone (21K | T | Not Me | Black + White, Sean/White)
If Black got his way, he would never go back to Gumpa’s garage.
Spoiler alert: Black does not get his way.
Sometimes I finish watching a series and so desperately crave more that I just write a couple more episodes for them, free of charge. This one is probably my favorite of that variety. I just want Black to be happy, damn it!
Best Overall:
What Goes Around (71K | M | Teen Wolf | Sterek, but the relationship at the heart of the story is the father-son relationship between Peter and Stiles)
“Well,” Stiles says, “if they’re going to hunt werewolves, I’m going to hunt them.”
It’s a ridiculous statement from a ten-year-old, but he’s obviously one hundred percent sincere. For the first time since the fire, Peter feels life stir inside him, feels purpose. It’s kismet, clearly. He’ll never meet the child he would have had with Olivia. Instead he’s met this boy, this brilliant, determined, cynical child with a world of potential.
Peter kneels down in front of him so they’re at eye level. “How do you feel about doing that together?”
This might be the best fic I’ve ever written. It’s probably better than most of my original work. I love everything about it, especially the way I used outside sources like news articles and forum posts to show the passage of time. It’s just really good and I’m very proud of it.
Who else wants to give themselves some awards? I don’t really like tagging people but anyone else is welcome to steal the format and shower love upon themselves!
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I'm thinking about Evie again. Particularly how, in a way, her humanity hasn't been quite repaired in full.
Killing has become normal to her now. She's no longer horrified by it or trying to avoid it. She doesn't go on full-blown murder sprees, but she knows she's got a list of crazy things she's killed (a werewolf, an army of kuei-jin and their leader, a Sheriff and a Prince, and another Prince on top of that) and she wants to see what else she can add to it, to top the crazy shit she's done. That's not normal. It might seem typical teenager in a way, but it's still a farcry from the girl who wanted to avoid every fight she could back in Santa Monica.
LA left a lasting mark on her. In a way, she's become the very embodiment of the city's chaos and the only reason she's not gone full chaotic evil is because she's been guided to channel that energy into harmless pranks as opposed to doing damage. She's down to throw hands and if faced with something near impossible to kill, she'll say 'bet' but most of her nights are focused on pranks and research and putting her energy into none violent pursuits... unless someone else turns it violent of course.
She also has a harder time relating to mortals anymore because having a mortal touchstone is very hard to do when you surround yourself with vampires and have to constantly travel and never set down roots. It was Rosetta's advantage in leading her clan of Travellers; she had mortals who were her immediate concern and kept her grounded. All of Evie's potential touchstones - Venus, Mercurio and Ariana - are back in LA, a place she vehemently avoids. Cesare's around, sure, but there's not much going on outside of their professional relationship because Cesare tends to get envious of the attention and affection she gets from Beckett.
She doesn't really realise how far she's drifted from who she used to be, and that despite how much better she's been doing since LA, she's always gonna be kinda fucked up.
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Blog Introduction!
Hello lil ghouls! We’ve finally decided to try and write fics for the fun of it. This specific post will include;
Alter Introductions
Characters we write for
Taken anons (will change over time once we get more anons)
Rules / DNI stuff
01; Alter Introductions!
So since we are a pretty big system, there will be different alters to write different fics. That means there will be some changes in how people write. Here’s a lil introduction of the alters who will probably write on here! (We are a DID system)
Skully | Ageless | They / Xe / She / It / Static | Signs off with; - 🎞️
(Is most likely to proof read since they don’t like spelling errors / Tends to take longer while writing fics since xe is very precise / the one most likely to be writing a lot of the fics)
Jules | Ageless | It / She / They / He | Signs off with it’s name
(Adores writing for the slasher flicks / tends to forget to proof read so there may be a couple spelling mistakes / tends to write Headcanons more than full on fics)
Characters we write for!
Slashers!
Texas Chainsaw Massacre
- Bubba Sawyer
- Drayton Sawyer
- Nubbins Sawyer
- Chop Top Sawyer
- Thomas Hewitt
- Sheriff Hoyt
Halloween
- RZ Michael
- Michael in general
Bowers Gang - It
- Patrick Hocksetter
- Belch Huggins
- Henry Bowers
- Victor “Vic” Criss
House Of Wax
- Bo Sinclair
- Vincent Sinclair
- Lester Sinclair
The Lost Boys
- Marko
- Dwayne
- David
- Paul
- Michael Emerson
Scream
- Billy Loomis
- Stu Macher
- Randy Meeks
Sometimes They Come Back
- Richard Lawson
- Vinnie Vincent
- David North
Misc Horror Characters
- Billy Lenz / Black Christmas
- Brahms Heelshire / The Boy
- Chromeskull / Laid To Rest
- Asa Emory / The Collector
- Norman Bates / Psycho
- Jack Torrance / The Shining
- Doomhead / 31
- Rusty Nail / Joyride
- Harry Warden / My Bloody Valentine
- Jason Voorhees / Friday The 13th
- Jeepers Creepers
- Hush “The Man”
Slenderverse!
Creepypasta
- Jeff The Killer
- Ben Drowned
- Eyeless Jack
- Homicidal Liu
- Ticci Toby
- Jason The Toymaker
- Laughing Jack
- Glitchy Red
- Lost Silver
- Bloody Painter
- X - Virus
Marble Hornets
- Tim
- Brian
- Jay
- Alex
- Masky
- Hoody
- Skully
EverymanHYBRID
- Evan
- Jeff
- Vincent
- Habit
TribeTwelve (We Don’t Support Adam Rosner!!)
- The Observer
- Firebrand
- Noah Maxwell
Call Of Duty Modern Warfare 2!
- John “Soap” MacTavish
- Captain Price
- Simon “Ghost” Riley
- Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
- Gary "Roach" Sanderson
- Phillip Graves
- König
- Kim “Horangi” Hong-jin
Metalocalypse
- Nathan Explosion
- Toki Wartooth
- Skwisgaar Skwigelf
- Pickles
- William Murderface
- Charles Foster Offdensen
Taken Anons!
None currently but will be listed if we get some!
Rules / DNI Stuff!
DNI Stuff!
- System Fakeclaimers!
- Homophobes
- Basic DNI criteria’s
- Haters In General
Rules!
- Only send requests to ask box plz! (We won’t get upset if you slip up tho)
- No heavy gore
- No NSFW things
- No suicide, racism, sexism, transphobia, homophobia, zoophilic type stuff, pedo stuff, grooming, anything like that, no smut at all!!
Blog will be updated if there are new characters we like!
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Bellona’s videos masterlist - TV series - part 1 (full)
The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power
“And in an instant I knew… that I’d grow old with you, Marigold”
Elendil’s name meaning
Elendil and Galadriel go to the Hall of Lore
The Harfoots prepare for the migration
The Alfrin seeds
A plea to the stone / Elrond and Durin discuss their fathers
Elrond meets Disa… and stays for dinner
Galadriel’s childhood in Valinor
*****
Hawkeye
Kate helps Clint on the phone
*****
Willow
The Bone Reavers celebrate Jade’s return
“And this time… don’t you dare hold back.”
*****
Prison Break
Sara comforts Lincoln on the eve of his execution
Lincoln prepares for his execution - part one
Lincoln prepares for his execution - part two
Lincoln prepares for his execution - part three
*****
Doctor Who
“Really, Doctor, tell me, who are you?”
“There is me.”
Bill Potts meets the Doctor
The Doctor’s lecture
Bill enters the TARDIS
John Bishop as Dan Lewis
Tecteun and the Timeless Child
*****
Crossing Lines
The team celebrates Tommy’s birthday
*****
Twin Peaks
The discovery of the body of Laura Palmer
Agent Dale Cooper arrives in town and meets Sheriff Truman
The Black Lodge and Denise Bryson
The Log Lady phones Hawk - part one
The Log Lady phones Hawk - part two
Agent Cooper prepares to leave Twin Peaks… and then he doesn’t
Michael Cera as Wally Brando
Gordon Cole speaks to Denise Bryson
*****
Our Flag Means Death
Stede and Ed’s first meeting
*****
The Sandman
Dream battles Lucifer
*****
What We Do in the Shadows
The Night Market
The Temple of the Blood-Devourers
The Staten Island Lycanthrope-Vampire Agreement of 1993
Dave Bautista as Garrett… the Vampire
Nandor, Laszlo and Nadja face the Vampiric Council - part one
Nandor, Laszlo and Nadja face the Vampiric Council - part two
*****
Fleabag
Fleabag and the Priest sleep together
*****
John Doe
“Did I mention that I know… everything?”
*****
Camelot
Gawain is recuited in Camelot’s army - part one
Gawain is recuited in Camelot’s army - part two
Merlin’s magic
Arthur is crowned King of Britain
Arthur marries Guinevere and Leontes
Gawain trains the King’s men
*****
Big Wolf on Campus
Tommy and Merton discuss The Lost Boys
*****
Almost Human
Kennex meets Dorian
*****
Lost
Jin visits his father
Sun meets Jin’s father
Sayid meets Danielle Rousseau - part one
Sayid meets Danielle Rousseau - part two
Sayid meets Danielle Rousseau - part three
Hurley meets Danielle Rousseau
*****
The Falcon and the Winter Soldier
Zemo escapes from the Raft
Sam and Bucky’s “couple therapy” with dr. Raynor
Bucky brings Sam to meet Isaiah Bradley
Isaiah Bradley’s story
Sam, Bucky and Zemo on the plane
Isaiah’s story at the Smithsonian
Bucky and Zemo make amends (… sort of)
*****
Call the Midwife
Sister Evangelina’s Jubilee
The train accident
The aftermath of the train accident - part one
The aftermath of the train accident - part two
The aftermath of the train accident - part three
The aftermath of the train accident - part four
*****
Sense8
What’s Up? by 4 Non Blondes
The wedding of Amanita and Nomi
*****
Downton Abbey
Edith and Bertie make peace
The wedding of Edith and Bertie
The arrival of baby Bates
*****
The X-Files
Mulder and Scully discuss the Power of faith
Mulder and Scully visit The Lone Gunmen (and Deep Throat) at Arlington Cemetery
*****
Game of Thrones
Arya trains with Syrio Forel
Tyrion and the Night Watch
Robb Stark is declared the King in the North
Jon Snow is declared the King in the North
Brienne tells Podrick the story of how she met Renly
Sam Tarly and Gilly arrive at Horn Hill
Benjen Stark saves Bran and Meera
*****
Moon Knight
Marc and Steven meet Tawaret
*****
The Alienist
“A toast. To the beginning of a fruitful partnership“
*****
Midnight, Texas
Manfred meets Creek and Lemuel
The Rev arrives in Midnight
Olivia and Lemuel get married
*****
Pushing Daisies
The story of young Ned
*****
12 monkeys
Jennifer’s plan to recover The Word of the Witness
*****
Fringe
Olivia meets Nina Sharp
“The truth is… we’re obsolete”
Charlie visits Olivia in the hospital
Mona Foster “Bug Girl”
The Sam Weiss cut - part one
The Sam Weiss cut - part two
The Sam Weiss cut - part three
The Sam Weiss cut - part four
The Sam Weiss cut - part five
The Sam Weiss cut - part six
*****
Bellona's masterlist
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i'd loiter in ur asks daily to shower u in compliments, not only becuz u deserve it but also just to spite that one anon. have i mentioned that i think you're such a phenomenal writer? you're genuinely one of my favorites on this site, also on ao3!🖤 (also if you're requests are still open, can i please ask for Chevalier, enemies to lovers [predictably], bandaging/stitching up an injury? 🙏 the opportunity is here and i must take it><)
A/N: One last entry at the last minute for the Different Universe Same Love Content Creation Challenge hosted by @xxsycamore and @queengiuliettafirstlady
@rawr-mortgage very graciously was ok with me taking their request and doing something AU with it so thank you!
TW: Blood, Needles, Injury
Word Count: 2651
Under the cover of a clouded night sky, you lurch your way towards the sheriff’s office, a building you never in a million years would’ve ever thought about visiting voluntarily. Unfortunately Fate in the form of a Colt Single Action Army Revolver stepped in and here you are. Each step brings new agony as the rendered flesh of your side spits blood with every movement. If the moon wasn’t hiding its sensitive gaze behind clouds, it would see the way the dark stain on your shirt slowly grows with each passing second, greedily gobbling up the plaid fabric.
That rat bastard , you think through gritted teeth. That one-eyed rat bastard.
Your boots scuffle across the dirt road, past the dark windows of Dompteur’s General Store, The Klein Brothers Funeral Home, Haberdashery by Yves. It's so late even the saloon, Jin’s Joint, is dark. This is an hour made for sweet dreams and whispered secrets and here you are, arriving in the dead of night at the beast’s doorstep. You pause, gripping the splintered wooden railing of the sheriff’s office to catch your breath. Of course his windows aren’t dark. They never are. The sheriff is always working.
Stifling a groan, you pull yourself up the worn wooden steps and with a final burst of energy, bang your fist against the door, right underneath the copper sign, gleaming in the orange glow of the lantern hanging from the eaves: Chevalier Michel, Rhodolite County Sheriff and Jail.
He opens the door the same way he does everything, controlled and with purpose. He’s still in the gleaming white and brown of his sheriff’s uniform, but even through the haze of pain you notice that the top button of his shirt is open and his signature pristine white Diamond-style cowboy hat isn’t perched authoritatively on his pale head. Could the sheriff have been…..relaxing?
You have no chance to ponder further as you are yanked up by a firm grip on your upper arm and dragged into the one-room building, your yelp of protest falling on deaf ears. Although only lit by several oil lamps, you know this place well. You’ve spent many a night behind those bars. Broken out of 'em too. Chevalier whips you around, walking you backwards until you bump into the hard wood of his desk, your hand grabbing its edge for support. His sharp blue eyes rake over you, but you must have taken him by surprise. He hasn’t noticed your injury.
His expression is frost, tinged with a hue of annoyance as those azure eyes narrow.
“What are you doing, skulking around in the dead of night?”
Your huff of laughter is strained, pain lapping at your side with a rough tongue of fire.
“Just thought I’d pay my favorite sheriff a visit. Been a while, Chevy, hasn’t it?”
His lips parts, about to rebuke you for that nickname he hates so when he spots the way your hand is pressing to your side, the way your fingers are slowly becoming ringed with dark red. He lifts his gaze from your hand to your face.
“What happened?” His voice is neutral, slate-gray.
You shift as pain coils itself tighter around your midsection, beginning to squeeze the air from your lungs.
“Obsidian. He’s back in town and lookin’ for blood. Seems he didn’t take too kindly to losin’ an eye–Hey!”
Chevalier has rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, fingers tugging on the hem of your flannel. He brushes against the skin of your stomach and you jerk from the contact, a reflex that does no good to the raw wound born where the bullet grazed your skin with claws of fire. He lifts his face, bathed in pale orange light, an angry denizen of heaven.
“Stay still. I need to assess your injury.”
You clench your jaw as he lifts your shirt, his touch gentler than you might have expected. The sheriff has touched you many times, usually when hauling you into the jail cell, but never like this. He’s leaning down, examining the damage so you can’t quite see his face but you can see the way his brow furrows, the way his hands still, tension visible in the corded muscles of his forearms. He says nothing as he straightens up again, turning on heel and disappearing into the small alcove off of the office. You glance down, wincing at all the red. So much of it.
He returns, small wooden box in hand, towel slung over his arm. He reaches for you, wrapping his fingers around your bicep.
“Up.”
A moment of panic sends your heart skipping. Is he going to kick you out? You have no one left. The ones Obsidian didn’t take out scattered like dust in the wind and you are in no shape to go searching for them. Especially not if he is still out there.
“For God’s sake, I’m not going to kick you out.” With an annoyed snap of his wrist, he lays the towel down across his desk. “I would prefer it if you didn’t bleed on the wood.”
Strong hands help you back to the desk, guide you down slowly.
“How’d you know I was gonna ask–”
Chevalier meets your gaze and again your heart jerks like a horse unnerved, stomping at the ground with its hooves.
“Your face is an open book, bandit.” You see the shadow of…something…in the curve of his lips as he stands, leaning over you. “I need to remove your shirt.”
“Alright.” He needs to be able to reach the wound. Your shirt is in the way. It’s all very rational. And yet when those hands reach down, when they begin undoing each button, you find yourself distracted from the pain each inhale brings. You feel instead the way his fingers brush against your skin. The moments of contact are brief, a sliver of a second, but you feel each and every time it happens.
You close your eyes, hoping to shut out how close he is. It must be the injury. Delirium setting in. Blood loss. Something else that is creating this hyper-awareness of him, the thing robbing you of the ability to breathe steadily.
He makes short work of cleaning the blood away. You feel the soft, damp cloth and the astonishingly gentle movement of those hands.
“This part is going to hurt.” Your eyes open and you see the bottle of alcohol in his hand. You know what's next.
“Is that swill safe to drink?”
His lip curls up slightly at the thought. “I believe so but–” His words are stopped short by you grabbing the bottle, lifting it to your lips and taking a long, fiery pull. It burns as it slithers its way through you. You thrust it back at him. The sheriff blinks, those blue eyes trained on your mouth, as if he can’t believe you just did that. That must be why he can’t seem to look away.
“I’d expect you to have fancier stuff, Chevy.”
Your words break the spell and he shakes his head, a firm hand pressing you back down to the desk. “This isn’t mine. It’s contraband.”
“Of course,” you mutter, your body tensing in anticipation. “You seem like you’re the fancy whiskey sort who–” You gasp as the alcohol splashes against the wound. You thought it felt like fire before but this…this is truly the flames of hell biting into your side. Chevalier is thorough, cleaning out the wound with the attention to detail he is famous for.
“Now to close it,” he says, more to himself than you as he leans down, needle in hand, and begins the delicate work of sewing up the split path the bullet made of your skin. You clench your jaw, your eyes focusing on the wooden beams of the ceiling. His hands are steady, but it still hurts like hell.
“Hold still,” he snaps. The needle had caught for a moment, pulling skin and your body had jerked like a skittish colt.
“You know, Chevy, you gotta work on that bedside manner.” You close your eyes now, your teeth clenched so hard you hope nothing cracks. You hate the way your voice shakes, the tell-tale sign of pain, dulled as it may have been from the swig of alcohol.
“I’m a sheriff, not a surgeon,” he says pointedly, his hands never wavering, never slowing in their work.
“Well there’s one thing to be grateful for,” you mutter, wincing as the needle pulls the thread tighter.
He scoffs, a sound so close to a laugh that you nearly open your eyes in astonishment. You’ve never heard him even come close to laughing before. It momentarily blocks out everything, the sun eclipsing the moon, throwing the earth into celestial shade. Confusion wells up inside of you like dust clouds under a stagecoach’s wheels. The encounter with Obsidian, the injury, it must be affecting you more than you realized.
“It’s closed. We still need to bandage it.” He reaches down, helping you slowly into a sitting position. You feel as the wounded skin pulls against the stitches, but everything holds. One glance down tells you Chevalier did a phenomenal job. Of course he did.
“Gotta hand it to you. I’m impressed.” He glances up from the first aid box where he is selecting a bandage.
“You doubted my ability?” He walks over and you are suddenly acutely aware, now that you aren’t bleeding all over and the wound has been cleaned and shut, of your state of undress. Your bloody shirt has been tossed on the floor, leaving you in only the band of fabric tied to support your chest. A state of undress in the presence of a man that would cause a scandal if anyone ever knew. Then again, you’re an unmarried female who runs with a wild gang of misfits. You probably already have your name chiseled on a plaque for Most Scandalous Woman in the West, right alongside Calamity Jane and Belle Star.
“I….um…” Words. You knew how to use them once. But right now Sheriff Chevalier Michel, who smells far better than any man in a dusty town like this one has a right to, is leaning in again, his hands brushing your skin as he begins winding the clean, white bandage around your midsection. His fingers brush your back, your ribs, the soft skin of your stomach, trailing sparks in their wake.
He glances up and you swear there is a glint of amusement in his eyes. “You’re not usually at a loss for words, bandit.”
“Stop callin’ me that.” There. That nickname. There’s something to distract you from how close you are to a man who smells like temptation in the empty sheriff’s office in the depths of the night.
He tightens the bandage around your middle, tying it off. You resist the urge to grunt but can’t help the glare. He notices it, his own brow arching in question. “Why? Aren’t you one?”
He steps back, his gaze running over his work. His expression is so cool, so schooled. What would you have to do to make it crack?
“I’m sure it hasn’t escaped your attention that the folks we liberate from their goods are folks a little liberation won’t bother.”
He scoffs once again as he turns away from you, cleaning away the medical kit and disappearing for a moment into the same alcove from earlier. When he returns, he’s holding one of his own white shirts.
“Stealing is stealing.” The shirt lands in your lap and you stare at it a moment, unable to hide your surprise. “Just put it on.” His voice peaks with annoyance as he moves, lifting it and then helps you, pulling the sleeves over your arms so you don’t have to twist your body in a way that might cause your injury to bare its teeth once more.
He stands in front of you now, once again close, and his fingers start at the bottom, slipping the buttons through their buttonholes. You’re unable to look away from the sight. Slow, sure, beautifully sculpted hands. You clear your throat to dislodge the ball of heat that suddenly blossomed there.
“It isn’t a bad thing to steal when you’re helping those who would otherwise have nothing.” He’s at the part of your midsection that’s bandaged, careful as he pulls the material of the shirt together.
“A regular Robin Hood.” His fingers move higher, now closing the buttons directly under your chest. The light in the room feels faint and shadows lean over his shoulder, caress his face, curl up against his body. Only those eyes of his seem to burn as bright as if it were midday.
“Guess that makes you Nottingham?” He’s buttoning the shirt over your chest and suddenly the fingers aren’t quite as smooth in their movement. The buttons are jammed into the buttonholes, the only sign that he feels the way the office has slowly shrunk down to the space around the two of you. You wonder if he can feel the way your heart is roaring in your chest, loud as a rolling thunderstorm over the plains.
“Archenemies, are we?” His voice has never sounded quite like this, like the crackling of a fire right when it begins burning properly. His hands still when he reaches the top of the shirt. Despite how close you are he doesn’t step away. His gaze is locked with yours, holding you in place as surely as if you were handcuffed.
“I’m not your enemy.” The pain in your side is gone. A different kind of heat has begun stalking its way through your veins, swiping at your lungs and making it hard to catch your breath.
You have seen the sheriff in action. You’ve seen the cold, hard hammer of justice he wields come down on the deserving. You’ve seen the way he defends Rhodolite County, with whatever it takes, whatever means necessary. You’ve long suspected he’s maybe even enjoyed your run-ins with him, perhaps that he has known all along that you’ve been helping out the poor of the population and therefore he’s never truly come after you with the full force of his authority. You’ve seen him angry and resolved and thoughtful.
What you have never seen before is the way he’s looking at you now, with his eyes like sapphires on fire and his fingers awkwardly lingering on the last button of the shirt he's covered you with.
Aw, hell. What is a bandit if not someone who takes what they want?
And with that last thought, you reach up, curling your fingers into the crisp fabric of his own shirt, pulling him toward you. One second. Two. His lips don’t respond and the heat inside you suddenly shrinks back, curling in on itself. Did you just make a mistake that could land you behind bars for the night?
You start to release him, your fingers going slack, your body leaning back when he comes to life, and the response is overwhelming. His hands don’t seem to know where to go, traveling down your arms, then as he steps even closer, around your back, fingers pressing into you, staking their claim. And while his hands are traveling to their settlement, his mouth moves, suddenly greedy, possessive, demanding in a way that brings the heat in your veins roaring back to life as you hold on to his shoulders, almost dizzy with the rush of it all.
You don’t know what will happen when you two finally break apart, when one of you has the sense to break away from the unexpected cyclone of want that has temporarily displaced you both from the roles you usually play with one another.
But damned if you aren’t going to make the most of it.
Right here, right now.
🔹
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Me again! I need to know if Sheriff Yoongi's been to see his favorite kitten lately. Maybe with the prompt "“i could do this all day"? 💕
Ohohoho, back on the yeehaw agenda, are we? 🤠
I Like That
• Pairing: Sheriff!Yoongi x Brothel Worker!(F)Reader
• Genre: Non-Idol!AU, Western AU, Smut
• Rating: 18+
• Words: 2.1k
• Summary: You and the beloved town sheriff decide to have your own festivities and make up for lost time.
• Prompt: #14 “I could do this all day” (smut)
• Warnings/themes: a wedding occurs!, swearing, drinking, flirting, hints of pining, Yoongi and his damn pet names 😩, mentions of prostitution, nipple play, public sex, unprotected sex (no rubbers in the West, y’all)
• Notes: You know, I was actually thinking about Sheriff!Yoongi the other day and look what popped into my inbox! Thanks Sunny! Feels like it’s been ages since we were on the yeehaw agenda 🤠✨
• Taglist: @parkdatjimin @jimilter @joontied @highly-functioning-mitochondria @swweetnightt @sunshinerainbowsbts @minttangerines @miscelunaaa @sugalaritae @herecomesjoon @sopeorsoaporsoup @cris1984love @kookiecrumb @codeinebelle @ssaboala
Rodeo | I Like That |
A warm, early Autumn day in the town square.
Hundreds of citizens gathered round, eating, drinking or dancing among the massive decorations.
The Mayor and his newly joined wife sitting at the head of the festivities, eyes only breaking away from each other to converse with whoever came up to wish them well.
And not a Maknae Bandit in sight.
Just what Yoongi liked to see.
The sheriff leaned against the bar counter, a glass of whiskey in hand, as he looked over the reception. News of Mayor Jin’s upcoming wedding had spread through town the second his fiancée Rosé was spotted with a band around her left ring finger. The couple didn’t take too long to announce a date, wanting to take this moment of peace to tie the knot before any chaos resulted in Jin being away from home for days again.
So far, everything was going smoothly.
No runaway brides or grooms.
No objections during ‘speak now or forever hold your peace’.
No drunken toasts that revealed skeletons in closets.
Just a joyful day celebrating the love of two people.
Yoongi already approached the couple earlier, giving them his well wishes for a happy future. Jin and Rosé didn’t let him walk away with just a simple thanks, expressing their gratitude for making sure everything went smoothly today. Their invite was extended to the whole town, which included those who didn’t agree with the mayor’s rules. For the most part, the naysayers who attended kept to themselves and didn’t kick up a fuss, enjoying the free food, drink and entertainment.
Good. Yoongi didn’t feel like getting dust or blood on his fancy suit today.
Besides…
Feline eyes returned to the gaggle of women he had been watching steadily.
He had something more important to worry about.
Everyone in town included everyone, even the workers at Namjoon’s brothel. Which meant you were there, conversing with your coworkers and all dressed up for the wedding.
Yoongi wasn’t going to lie to himself; he had his eye on you since you stepped into the chapel. The way your hair was styled and the dress you had on caught his attention. All this time he had spent with you before and he had never seen you this dolled up.
It brought a familiar feeling to his gut that occurred whenever he was making his way to your workplace for a visit.
That feeling only increased throughout the day, watching as you danced and socialized, not a care in the world on your shoulders.
Fun was a good look on you, only second to unrestrained lust.
Yoongi was ordering his second glass and conversing with the bartender when he felt someone approaching him on the side. Turning to his right, he raised a brow at who waited for him.
“Howdy kitten.”
“Howdy sheriff. Enjoying yourself?”
He gave his answer with a raise of his whiskey glass and a nod.
“Living the dream. Must be nice to get a day off for yourself, no?”
“Mm, absolutely. It’s even better now that I’ve run into you.”
The corner of Yoongi’s mouth quirked.
“Oh yeah? You been missing me, darling?”
You pushed out your lower lip, nodding.
“Yeah, my favorite customer hasn’t stopped by in a while. Thought maybe you got bored of me.”
The sheriff frowned at your profile as you stared ahead at the bottles of liquor on the shelves. The tone of your voice expressed apathy but your face didn’t match.
He could tell by the slight dip between your brows and the clench of your jaw that this bothered you.
“Y/N.”
Yoongi took a swig of his alcohol before responding.
“It’s not like that, trust me. Between my duties and all this wedding madness, I haven’t had the time to visit. I’m sorry if I made you worry, doll.”
There wasn’t an immediate response, but when it did come through, you looked at him with something akin to regret.
“No, don’t apologize. I’m just over here worrying my head off out loud. Didn’t mean to kill the mood.”
Yoongi wanted to chase the topic, but judging by your expression, you wanted to lay it to rest.
So he nodded and called the bartender over to order one of your favorite drinks, patting himself on the back as your eyes lit up in gratitude. A clink of his glass against your newly placed one and the atmosphere returned to its lightheartedness.
While the two of you conversed and continued to watch the festivities, that damned feeling Yoongi was experiencing earlier returned in full force. There were so many causes for its arrival.
Having you in close proximity, able to smell the rosy perfume you always wore.
Watching you bob your head and grin as you listened to the band playing.
The small strip of cleavage that peeked out of the top of your dress and grew whenever you bent over.
Hell, everything had his feline eyes lingering on you and forgetting about the hundreds of people in the area.
Screw it.
“Y/N.”
“Hm?”
“Wanna get out of here for a little while?”
You weren’t sure what he was implying until you looked up at him, seeing a fire in his dark eyes that you hadn’t had the pleasure of experiencing in weeks. The sight made your lips curl in excitement.
“I’m not on the clock, y’know.”
“I know. Doesn’t mean I can’t speak to you alone.”
An amused sound came out as you tapped your nails on your thigh.
“Mm, I don’t know, sheriff—” He felt your hip bump into his.
“Sounds like you want to do a little more than speaking.”
Yoongi could only chuckle, shrugging his shoulders.
“You caught me.”
Laughing, you polished off the last of your drink before taking his hand in yours. Once he finished his whiskey, you began leading him out of the reception and towards an empty alleyway, going in deep enough that no one would get wind of what you two were about to do.
As soon as you were comfortable, you pinned Yoongi to the wall before bringing his lips down onto yours. The contact seemed to light a fire in the sheriff as his ring-clad hands grasped onto your hips, pulling them flush against his. Your tongue escaped to meet his halfway, tangling with need.
This was just what you wanted.
And judging by how your body was lifted and placed onto the nearby barrel, this was just what Yoongi wanted also.
“So I wasn’t seeing things.”
The protector of the town raised a brow while he worked on lifting up your skirt. “Hm?”
“Thought I caught you looking my way a couple of times. Did someone miss me?”
“Hmph.”
As expected, Yoongi huffed, but he couldn’t hide the lift of his cheeks as he lowered your undergarments down to hang off one of your ankles. Just when he was about to reach for his belt, you brought your hands up to begin undoing the leather.
“Let me do the honors.”
Yoongi would have to be a dumbass to protest against your offer. Especially once you got everything else undone and palmed his growing bulge, receiving a rumble of a sigh from his pouty lips.
“Missed having this cock inside me, baby.”
“Mnh, it’s missed being inside you too, kitten.”
Smirking, you reached inside his own underwear and pulled his length out, licking your lips at its reddened and leaking tip.
“I can tell.”
Giving it a few pumps, you then smeared his precum over the shaft before letting go, shifting your bottom enough to rest on the very edge of the barrel. You lowered your lashes while looking up at his ever-darkening expression.
“Come on sheriff—”
You spread your legs as far as they could go.
“Duty calls.”
Yoongi’s gaze lingered on your exposed center until your words snapped him out of it. Nodding fiercely, the sheriff scooted closer to you, wrapping his hand around his cock to align it with your opening. He wasted no time as he slowly entered you, holding back the low growl he wanted to emit.
“I guess you really missed me, huh?”
You were struggling for words at the moment, letting the flutters of your walls speak for you instead. The second he was buried inside, you wrapped your legs around his waist and crossed your wrists behind his neck. He nestled his face into the crook of yours before starting up a slow yet thorough tempo, grunts melting into your warm skin.
The both of you enjoyed each other’s bodies in that dusty, barren alleyway, less than a mile away from the celebration of love between two of the town’s most important figures. Yoongi was glad that it was a peaceful day. No sight of any bandits or troublemakers who dared to interrupt a special event. Hours ago, he would have said it was a good thing because it gave him time to kick back and relax.
But now?
It was an excellent thing because he was able to make up for lost time with you.
He would have loved to take his time like usual but the circumstances robbed him of the opportunity, especially when he heard a group of laughing people pass by the end of the alley.
Ready to speed this up, Yoongi increased his pace, groaning as you squeezed him in response. Wanting to give you more to work with, the sheriff took the top of your dress and lowered it enough to allow one of your breasts to escape. Before you could say anything, he leaned down and began lapping at your nipple with purpose. The action made a louder than expected gasp to escape.
“Quiet, kitten. You don’t wanna get caught, do you?”
“N-No—”
“Then sit back and enjoy.”
Enjoy is just what you did as Yoongi continued working you up, the stretch of his dick providing you with a friction that had you biting down hard on your lip. You were doing okay up until you felt a thumb rubbing over your clit out of nowhere.
“Y-Yoongi—!”
A raspy chuckle reverberated into your ear. “You like that, Y/N?”
“Yes—” Your hold on him tightened. “I like that a lot—”
The sheriff hummed in amusement as he continued, allowing the heat deep in your belly to burn higher and higher. Just when it was starting to feel like too much, a swear left Yoongi while the hold on your hip tightened.
“Kitten, ‘m gonna come—”
One of your hands crawled up to tangle in his dark locks as you whispered, “Me too, don’t stop—”
Obeying your wish, Yoongi continued his pace until you felt him stiffen and pause. A growl was all you got as a warning before a familiar heat poured into you, triggering your own finish as well. You buried your face in his neck to stifle your cry as you trembled and fell apart.
By the time your orgasm dissipated, you remembered just where you were.
You actually snuck off with the town sheriff to get fucked on top of a random barrel.
Surely someone noticed that either of you disappeared by now.
“Hey Yoongi?”
“Mm?”
“Maybe we should head back now?”
The town protector hummed, bringing his head up to nod.
“I guess. Wish we didn’t have to.”
You giggled, brushing a stray lock of hair off his damp forehead.
“Trust me, the feeling is mutual.”
The both of you continued to gaze at each other, neither making a move to part and situate yourselves. Just as you were about to break the silence, Yoongi beat you to it.
“Hey.”
“Hm?”
His head tilted. “You wanna stop by my place later?”
Your eyes nearly bugged out at his question. All of your encounters up to this point took place at the brothel. Even for your other customers, you were never invited into their homes, remaining a hidden dirty secret.
“You…are you sure?”
“Yeah. If you’re worried about getting paid, it’s not a problem.”
Of course that’s what he thought the issue was. Typical Min Yoongi.
A short laugh came as you shook your head.
“That���s not it, Yoongi. I just…I’ve never been to your place before.”
A shrug was all you got.
“First time for everything, no?”
“True.” You didn’t let it go though, lifting a brow while narrowing your eyes playfully. “Or maybe you just want to fuck me again?”
Yoongi laughed, shoulders shaking as that gummy smile you were fond of made an appearance.
“Kitten, I could do this all day.”
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Spencer Reid
Ghost-
Ghouls- Aether, Phantom, Mountain, Swiss, Rain, Sodo (Dewdrop)
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Harry Potter
Fred Weasley
George Weasley
Bill Weasley
How to Train Your Dragon
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Hiccup Haddock
Ruffnut
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Stoick the Vast
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Kuripika
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Khonshu
My Hero Academia
Aizawa Shouta (Eraserhead)
Bakugou Katsuki (Dynamight)
Dabi
Denki Kaminari (Chargebolt)
Enji Todoroki (Endeavor)
Hari Kurono (Chronostasis)
Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)
Iida Tenya (Ingenium)
Jin Bubaigawara (Twice)
Kai Chisaki (Overhaul)
Keigo Takami (Hawks)
Kirishima Eijirou (Red Riot)
Kurogiri
Midoriya Izuku (Deku)
Oboro Shirakumo (LoudCloud)
Sero Hanta (Cellophane)
Shigaraki Tomura
Shinsou Hitoshi (Mindjack)
Shoto Todoroki (Shoto)
Obey Me! One Master to Rule Them All
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Satan
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Diavolo
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Once Upon A Time
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Eda the Owl Lady
Raine Whispers
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Ray
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Isabella
Resident Evil (Village)
Karl Heisenberg
Lady Alcine Dimitrescu
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Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester
Charlie Bradbury
Castiel
Gabriel
Lucifer
Michael
Cain
Jack Kline
The Umbrella Academy
Klaus
Diego
Oscar
Otto
Axel
The Walking Dead
Daryl Dixon
Rick Grimes
Negan
The Witcher
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Jaskier
Egos
Anti
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Phantom
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So uh apparently I never talked about my ideas of an “Old/Wild West” MDZS au? wild
Anyway the main takeaway is that the Burial Mounds would be like a set of old abandoned mine shafts (because they freak me tf out and are just major death traps)
and they’d all have their fancy little old fashioned guns instead of swords. Or perhaps their horses really.
And the Jin would totally be heavy into the railways and have all the Wen remnants building them
(The Wen would be all the miners... before they shut down. Nobody knows what they really do these days.)
NMJ as the Sheriff and actually yeah NHS DOES take over because there is something interesting about him really really taking the law into his own hands while never really being good at it. (also LXC as a deputy would both be hnggh and so bad)
Jiang be the big trading names
and the Lan idk, farmers? ranchers?
but yh, idk there is deffo an atmosphere which could be interesting, mostly the mines. The idea of WWX being pushed into a canyon of abandoned mineshafts and left to die in the desert but finding his way out haunts me at night
This isn’t super fleshed out but it’s fun to think about sometimes
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Friend! Clanswap time! Imagine both LaCroix and Nines were Hecata, maybe like, LaCroix as a Giovanni and Nines as a Lamia. Obviously, as a very important necromancer, LaCroix would need to have Extremely Buff ghosts to flank him at all times. If he could have the ghost of anyone in the world to be his bodyguard(s), who would he choose? What ghosts would Nines hang onto? How would he feel/deal with the Lamia ability to make people sick? Imagine Nines and LaCroix having the ghosts fight each other like a weird ghost Pokemon battle. Ming Xiao comes out of a fast food joint with her bag of chicken nuggets and sees this ghost Pokemon fight. How would she react (especially if she was dating one or both of them)? What does Ming Xiao think of this Western necromancy?
I can't decide if the spice would be more delicious if LaCroix was Giovanni or Cappadocian. The Lamiae are supposed to protect the Clan of Death. Would Nines extra-despise Giovanni!LaCroix because the Giovanni betrayed Cappadocious? Would he feel torn because he some part of him wants to protect Cappadocian!LaCroix? Or maybe he instinctually wants to protect all Hecata members, regardless of Clan origin. Which do you prefer or is there another emotional quagmire to explore here?
Enjoy the brain teaser! :D
@badass-at-cuddling oh man this is a brain teaser but a very fun question to ponder on XD
I love the idea of LaCroix being a Giovanni and Lamia!Nines and against all odds falling for each other! XD Maybe what makes it easier for Lamia!Nines to want to be with Gio!LaCroix is the fact he is disgraced and likely excommunicated himself from the family for either his failures (LaCroix being a little too ambitious for his own good again! XD) or to get away from the family, cause ya know the Giovanni are fucked up!
But I do find that Cappadocian!LaCroix would be interesting, though he'd hate he likely looks really dead after 200 years XD and Nines would be moved to protect him, despite how annoying he is XD Maybe by the time of V5 Nines might be more willing to protect any Hecata members because of how vulnerable they are and its what he was embraced to do.
As for what kind of ghost LaCroix would have as his bodyguard(s), hmm Idk if you mean a real dead person or from the wod, so I'm going to say that they have to be at least similar in power as the sheriff is in vtmb, basically a strong and versatile fighter. (sorry I don't know too much about wraith XD) I'd also imagine LaCroix would want to have some wraiths who could also scout and spy for him as well, useful for him to get the upper hand on his enemies.
As for Nines coping with his clan weakness with making any mortal sick from a deadly disease, I think he would only feed from people he thought deserved to suffer such a fate, otherwise I think he would stick to drinking from blood bags until he got too old to do it.
Now for Wraiths, I think Nines would make sure he'd have a good variety of wraiths, ones that do actually want to hang around him, they like to give him advice, especially in his dating life! XD
Oh man, I love the idea of LaCroix and Nines having a Pokemon ghost battle in the parking lot of a freaking chicken and Ming Xiao steps out with her chicken nuggies and just gives the heaviest of sighs, cause her Cainties boys at are it again! XD
As for what Ming Xiao thinks about Kindred necromancy compared to Kuei-jin, I have no real idea tbh, I don't have all the Kindred of the East books, but honestly I doubt Ming Xiao would like how the Giovanni collects and uses wraiths even if she can appreciate their ruthlessness, it might be a step too far for her. She might be more alright about the other clans/bloodlines that use necromancy, but I'm not sure. Though she might be curious to learn more when she can.
This was a heck of a brain teaser, and it was really fun to think on it, so thank you for the ask :D
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You know what I was thinking?
MDZS Vampire the masquerade au! With sects as vampire clans!! And in the modern setting
Like BSS is WWX's sire and the one who embraced him after another clan murdered his parents. (The plot could be his journey towards revenge or like helping his sire to get back her rightful throne from the Jins or Wens)
Lan clan are the kindred that feed from animal blood i guess :) also LWJ as the sheriff is hot XD
Another interesting plot could be that after the war between clans WWX and the Wen remnants join together as Anarchs and rebel against the great sects (the sects as elders of camarilla) and maybe LWJ joins them later.
There's a lot that can be created within this setting and i think it would be cool if someone who also knows the world of darkness universe write a crossover fic :)
Anyways just wanted to put this out here
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