#so I know exactly how messed up this dynamic is and that he needs outside help

[appleblueberry-pie]

Yan yuuta as a dad🤧🤨?

Despite his seemingly never-ending knowledge on parenting and how to balance his regular life with his life at home, he continuously looks to you for a second-opinion or any sort of advice/leadership when he's not 100% certain on what he's supposed to do.

I guess there would be a certain dynamic going on. You two would switch between being the one doing the chores and school pick-up/drop off with being the one that busies yourself with the children(homework, entertainment, giving them showers, etc).

Yuuta usually gets the kids to listen, but when they really want to put up an attitude and he can't reach to a middle-ground with them, he's looking to you for guidance.

I think he would actually teach the kids basic fighting skills to defend themselves if they ever get into a fight or bullying situation. The only thing he doesn't like about this is he decided to hide it from you, not knowing how you'd feel about certain defense mechanisms. You'd probably be relieved, but he just doesn't want that to constantly be on the back of your mind every time the kids leave for school.

Despite the parent dynamic, he's always the one that gets the groceries. You always make the list and give him direct instructions on what to get and he does as you say every time. There were only a few times he messed up, and despite him acting like it was the end of the world, you always forgave him. It's usually something small like a certain fruit.

He is also the one who usually drives the car. If the whole family is going out, he's the designated driver. The only time you'd take over is if your patience runs out, and no one can argue with you then. He just hands you the keys and lets you silently drive them home.

He's the ice cream dad, you're the smoothie mom.

When the kids are at school and you two are finally alone, he never ever can get what he wants from you until he finishes all possible duties needed to be done around the house. It's probably the quickest you've ever seen him finish any kind of responsibility.

Has his hand on the small on your back every time the two of you go out.

Ever since you two got married and had kids together, you don't let him approach people who hit on you the way he used to.

He used to have an incredible mean mug and would borderline threaten them.

But the move he pulls now is that when you and the sleaze are talking(or you're just barely bearing the company) is he lets the kids run up to you and crowd you. And then he lets the guy's face change before he walks up to you from behind him so he can step back and give all of you space to see what he was trying to fuck up.

They usually scoff or apologize or something stupid like that before walking off.

Even when Yuuta has a long and hard work day, gives the kids dinner, puts them to bed and winds down for the night, he still finds the energy in himself to be able to take care of you. You are his beacon of light and probably one of his only remaining reasons to keep going.

Everything about his life, he admits, sucks outside of his family. And the only reason he can live this luxury he was provided is because you gave him chance you really didn't have to give. And he will forever be grateful for the things you given him and can't repay you for your sacrifices in no other way but his own life.

You are everything he's ever hoped for and if it means giving you the comfort you deserve every single night until he can't no more, then that's exactly what he will do.

#yandere #yandere x reader #reader #yandere x you #jjk #yandere character #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #yandere yuuta x reader #yandere yuuta #yuta okkotsu #yandere yuta #yandere yuta okkotsu #yandere yuta okkotsu x reader #yandere yuta x reader #yuta x reader #yuta x reader fluff #yuta okkotsu x reader

[enassbraid]

Windy Day

With Yanqing (fluff/comfort & reverse-comfort)

Reader is Tingyun’s pupil, Yanqing and Jing Yuan have father-son dynamics, author hates windy days and projects that here

Cw) abandonment issues if you squint, yanqing wonders about his parents, so do you, mild cursing, mild angst, charms are meant to be pins in this

A/n) not so proud of how this turned out, please ignore this hot mess of a plot and focus on the fluff

If you asked Yanqing if he considered General Jing Yuan to be a father figure, he’d deny it profusely. He’d go on and on about how the General only took him in, give him shelter, and teach him swordsmanship. That he was still the General and not his father.

Of course, anyone with two eyes and clear eyesight would laugh at his embarrassed denial.

Even if he didn’t consider the General to be a ‘father figure’, he sought guidance and validation from him regularly enough to at least consider him a mentor. Yanqing acknowledged it. Jing Yuan acknowledged it. And of course, you acknowledged it.

He was a Cloud Knight, a lieutenant of the Cloud Knights nonetheless. He had a meal to come home to everyday, shelter, an allowance, and people around him that supported him. What more could the boy possibly want?

It seemed to go over the peoples’ heads that Yanqing isn’t familiar with his birth parents whatsoever.

On the other hand, everyone on the Luofu knew you were orphaned at a young age. You didn’t make it your whole personality, but you never tried to hide it. The elders admired your courage, skipping over the fact it wasn’t exactly courage.

What was there to be done about it? Sure, you didn’t know your parents. Parental love is the first love any child gets to experience, and you didn’t get that experience. But they’re already gone. What’s the point in chasing after someone that was never there?

It wasn’t courage, it was honesty.

And Yanqing wishes he could trade his courage for your honesty.

He knew you from Jing Yuan, though technically Tingyun. He was merely seven years old when he first saw you. You were standing behind Tingyun while clutching onto her clothes, he remembers this memory it like it was yesterday.

“Yanqing, there’s two people I’d like for you to meet today.” Jing Yuan stood over the short kid, trying to grab his attention away from the small swords he was gifted.

“Yes, General!” He practically jumped up, swords still in hand.

“Now, one of them is your age. So please, try to get along with them. You don’t have many friends outside of the Cloud Knights, and they’re all twice your age. This might be good for you.”

The General was right, Yanqing really didn’t have that many friends, none were even his age. But he was never interested in making friends, it was only swords.

“…I’ll try, General. When will they be arriving?”

“Right now, so you better get going.”

“What!?”

He remembered the General making him drop all his swords to get to the meeting on time. At the time, he was quite annoyed. But as he grew up over the years, that annoyance turned into gratitude.

Yanqing might have been an entirely different person if he never made a friend his age.

“This is the child I wanted you to meet. Yanqing, this is (Name).” The General guided the young boy’s arm out to shake the other’s hand.

You averted your eyes away from the two males in front of you, unsure of whether or not it was safe to let go of your mentor.

She seemed to have noticed your hesitance, and gave you a gentle push to extend your hand out as well.

“Oh yes, this is marvelous for little (Name) here. They certainly need more social interactions.” The fox lady known as Tingyun giggled as she watched you awkwardly shake the blonde boy’s hand.

“It’s a… pleasure to meet you. Um, Yan, was it?”

“That’s not my name! It’s Yanqing! Yan-qing!”

“Oops.” You mumbled unapologetically.

All Jing Yuan and Tingyun could do was watch the interaction play out as they discussed business between the commissions.

With your awkwardness, and Yanqing’s eccentricity, it took some time for you two to get on the same page. While you wanted to stay away from work for some time, Yanqing was always pulling you out of your room so you’d be doing something rather than nothing.

It was annoying at first, but it became routine with time.

Although, there was always a question you wanted to ask him. He wished to ask you the same question at some point, but avoided it for your sake.

That was until a windy day came along.

Wind was nothing unusual on the Luofu. Being up in the sky, far above and in the clouds, wind was completely normal weather.

For some reason, today was windier than others.

With wind came a chill, making many Luofu residents forget the sun was out. Of course it was bearable, but it wasn’t what anyone was used to.

You weren’t any exception to the chill of the wind. In fact, you felt victimized by the wind on this peculiar day. It was in your face, making you squint from the uncomfortable feeling. Your hair was flying everywhere, clothes waving around like crazy, and you were starting to catch a cold from the chill.

It was horrible.

You wanted nothing more than to finish your errands and return home.

But work is work, and duties are duties.

You groaned in frustration at the realization. You’ll be stuck in this cold wind for hours if you don’t pick up the pace, and your annoyance was only slowing you down more. But you couldn’t help it! No one likes wind that’s this severe.

You didn’t even wanna know what you looked like right now, you were sure your hair looked like a bird’s nest.

‘I can fix it later, though…’ you think to yourself. For now you had to stay optimistic, you’ll be home in no time if you move faster!

“Oh hey, is that (Name) over there?” A familiar high pitched voice said. It wasn’t far away, but it was far enough for you to just barley make out what the boy said.

“Oh… Yanqing. It’s you.” You tried to make it clear you were annoyed in hopes to get him to move along. Unfortunately, Yanqing never leaves unless he wants to.

“Aren’t you glad to see me! Nice weather today, right?” He laughed sarcastically. He could tell you weren’t happy with today’s weather just by appearance.

You only stared at him, just hoping he’d get the hint and get back to his day.

He stared back, refusing to back down.

Today was not a good day to get into a staring contest, you were already feeling your eyes drying up. As much as you didn’t want to forfeit…

You blinked. “Listen, I’m pretty busy here. It would be very much appreciated if you could let me get back to my work.” You waved your hand in another attempt to bid farewell.

“Oh yeah, you look pretty busy. Look at allll those files and papers in your hand.” He said sarcastically. You weren’t carrying a thing.

“Oh shut up, blondie.”

As if on cue, another strong gust of wind passed you by. And it was strong.

Even Yanqing furrowed his brows slightly at the gust, who moments prior seemed unaffected by ‘heinous’ weather. Meanwhile…

You put a whole hand over your face, furrowing your brows and hitching your breath. Aeons, will today get any worse than this?

The lieutenant realized just how frustrated you were, and bit his tongue to prevent anything teasing from coming out. Tingyun knew you hated this sort of weather, why would she send you out on a day like this? He shook his head a bit.

“You know, I don’t think Tingyun would mind if you held your tasks off for tomorrow. She’d understand, right?”

You pondered his question, wondering how much trouble you’d get in if you did something like that. Would you get in any trouble at all?

You always finished work on time, one overdue task won’t hurt, right?

“I suppose…” you muttered reluctantly.

Yanqing’s eyes somehow lit up more than they were seconds again. “That’s great! Okay, come with me!”

He tugged on your wrist, guiding you to another part of the Luofu. Where he was taking you? Neither of you really knew.

Many turns were taken, both of you regularly checking signs to make sure you weren’t lost. You’re wrist felt warner than the rest of your body, you’d almost forgot Yanqing was still holding onto it.

“Ah, here we are!” He exclaimed, finally finding some sort of destination.

“This is…?” You’re eyes wandered to where his eyes were locked, which was some random stall on the side of the street.

“A charm shop, I’ve been looking for it everywhere!” Before you could say anything, he pulled you along with him to the vendor.

It was small, no wonder it took some time to find it. It didn’t stick out much despite the colorful charms laid across the counter and in the back. There was a wide array of accessories, and honestly, you didn’t know what kind of business Yanqing of all people wanted with them.

“Hi! Do you have any charms that look like swords, or are swords?” Of course that’s what he asks for.

“Oh my, yes of course we do;” the old lady at the vendor eyed both you and Yanqing before continuing. “I’m assuming you’d like matching ones for you and your significant other here?” She asked.

You choked on your spit, Yanqing only blushed slightly at the assumption.

“It’s not like that. Not like that at all.” You denied, stopping a furious blush from creeping up ok your cheeks.

“But we would still like matching ones!” Yanqing finished.

“Yanqing!? What the hell?”

“Shh, it’s on me!” He said as if that was your concern.

“Two matching sword charms, coming right up.” The elderly woman said warmly.

“You can’t be serious, Yanqing.” You were alnost scolding him for doing this. Were matching charms really necessary?

“But I am (Name). Come on, you know you want one!”

“…sure.”

A minute or so passed before the lady came back with a single tiny bag, holding both yours and Yanqing’s charms inside.

“There you two go, enjoy.” She smiled, Yanqing paid her more than the initial price generously.

Once you were in a more secluded place, he opened up the bag, finally letting go of your wrist.

The sudden lack of warmth made you shiver slightly, but it was nothing compared to earlier. You eyed the boy in front of you as he furrowed his brows in concentration, clipping his charm onto his collar.

“There we go. Want me to do yours?” He asked sweetly. He was so sweet, it made you feel sick.

Because why else would you feel butterflies in your stomach if you weren’t also feeling sick?

“Go ahead, just don’t mess up my collar. It’s the only part of my clothes the wind didn’t rag up.”

You were embarrassed by his gradual closeness, especially while you still looked like a mess. At least, in your head you did.

His tongue poked out slightly out the corner of his mouth, clipping the charm into the collar of your shirt. Your breath unhitched the moment he pulled away, you didn’t realize he was that close until you saw the distance he returned to.

“So… (Name), that’s not the only reason I wanted to hang out with you. There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you for sometime now…” he took a pause, checking your facial features to be sure he could continue.

“Do you ever, like… I don’t know, wonder where your parents went?” He asked slowly, averting his eyes away from yours.

You were initially shocked that he was asking, he never asked personal questions. Then again, the one he asked was one you got asked quite regularly. You always responded with this same phrase;

“Sometimes, why do you ask?”

He looked at you again, looking away just as quickly. He knew you didn’t mind too much, but it was still treading into personal territory. Not just for you, but him as well now.

“I always wanted to know where my parents went after they left me. But it never felt like I was allowed to ask. After all, the General raised me like… like a father would. Asking about my biological parents would feel like I was disrespecting him, you know?” He paused again, keeping his composure.

“I just wanted to talk to someone… someone who understood.” He finished, finally making eye contact with you again.

This time, you were the one averting your eyes.

You took a breath, “I wonder where mine went every now and then. But no matter how much I wonder, it wont change the fact they aren’t around. I can see where you’re coming from about the General… I never asked Lady Tingyun about my parents because it felt… rude. I know it’s not rude deep down, which is why I think it’s my subconscious trying to protect me from finding out anything I don’t want to know.”

Yanqing paid full attention, listening to every word you had to say. Even if it was a lot, his attention never faltered.

“But Yanqing… I promise you the General really does care about you. And if you were to ask about your real parents, he wouldn’t feel disrespected.” You tried reassuring him slightly, not realizing the impact you had on him.

His eyes widened a bit. He needed to hear something like that for ages. But hearing it from you of all people really gave him the satisfaction he needed.

“Yeah… you’re right! (Name), you really are the best.”

“The best? You’re just happy to hear something like that. I’m just… regular. Not ‘the best.’”

“No, you really are the best, (Name). You’re my best friend, my best companion, the best person in the divination commission, the best person on the Luofu-“

“Okay! I get it…” you put a hand over your face, trying to hide your blush, failing miserably.

“But you need to hear it!”

“Not that much!” You exclaimed back at him.

He stared at you for a moment, this time you stared back without any intention of backing down.

The wind had finally died down, there wasn’t anything stopping you from winning this time.

Yanqing blinked. He blinked before laughing to himself, giggling like a teenage girl.

You blinked looking confused, not sure what he was laughing at.

“Oh man (Name), did you know a bird has been in your hair? It really is a birds nest now!” He laughed even harder.

Your hands swatted lightly at the top of your head, fingers grazing over the bird. Of course, it flew away at that. You just weren’t sure how you didn’t notice a whole bird landed in your hair.

“This isn’t funny!”

“You’re right, it’s not funny…” his laughter died down.

“Thank you. Now, let’s get back-“

“It’s not funny, it’s hilarious!” Once again, he went into a giggling fit.

“Yanqing!”

“Sorry, sorry. I’ll stop… for now. Come on, it’s almost past my curfew! I’m gonna take you to the Cloud Knight Headquarters.”

“Seriously? I also have a curfew, you know.” You said in annoyance.

“Well if your at the headquarters, I’m sure Tingyun won’t mind.”

“Yeah but-“

“No but’s! Let’s go!”

With that, he dragged you off to the Cloud Knight Headquarters.

So many events unfolded in a single day. And with so much happening, you never got the chance to finish your work. But…

You eyed the boy next to you, his eyes practically shining as he laughed, pulling you through the crowded streets of the Luofu to headquarters. He looked so mesmerizing in the sunset light, you almost wanted to kiss him.

Almost. You almost wanted to kiss him.

Maybe you would have kissed him if the streets weren’t so busy tonight, or maybe you can kiss him before you go home.

And maybe windy days won’t be so bad with Yanqing around…

-Bonus!-

“(Name), I wanted to thank you for helping Yanqing the other day.” You heard a deep voice from behind you.

You turned around, being met with General Jing Yuan’s hologram. This wasn’t out of the ordinary, as he’d usually appear like this whenever he needed to speak to Tingyun or Yukong in the divination commission.

“Helping him? What do you mean, General?” You asked curiously, not sure what he was referring to.

“I mean reassuring him about his parents, and how he can ask me anything. He’s seemed much more at ease since me and him talked, and he said it was all thanks to you.” You swore you saw a small smirk form on the General’s face at that last remark.

“Oh… well it was no problem! I was just helping someone dear to me out.” You waved your hands in front of your face in hopes to cover your rising blush.

“If that’s the case, I’m sure Yanqing won’t mind helping someone dear to him out in return. Come on by whenever you’d like, (Name). Please, actually. The boy won’t stop talking about you.” His hologram dispersed before you could respond, leaving you in shock.

You felt sure now that Yanqing would love to hear you’ve been chatting Tingyun’s ear off about him as well.

#honkai star rail #hsr #honkai #yanqing #yanqing x reader #yanqing fluff #yanqing hsr #hsr x reader #tingyun #honkai star rail x reader #jing yuan #hsr fluff #honkai star rail fluff #dor writes

[blegh-110]

I read Flightless Bird in one seat. It's fantastic!!!! And the smut is... oh, so delicious! Now, can we just sit together for a moment and think (despite the messed up dynamic, which maybe I shouldn't like as much as I do), about a Tangerine's enemy who finds the reader in the house and tries to harm her? Will there be any remnants of this unfortunately unlucky soul?

omg this poor man.

so maybe the reader doesnt even notice that this man has broken in because she is too preoccupied with something else. like shes taking a bubble bath while watching something on the tv in her bathroom. unbeknownst to her is a man downstairs searching for her in every room. but he doesnt get far before tangerine and lemon come in and attack the guy. shoving him into walls, punching and kicking him.

she tenses in the tub when she hears all the ruckus, suddenly scared for her life. she doesn't exactly know what tangerine does for a living, but she definitely knows its very dangerous, and that this is probably a product from that.

she quickly rises, wrapping a towel around herself and pausing her show, being careful to not make any noise. she goes into her room to call tangerine but hes already in there with a terrified look on his face, as well as some freshly splattered blood.

"jesus, fu- youre okay." and hes walking towards her, pulling her into a crushing hug and smoothing down her wet hair.

"why wouldnt i be? what was all that noise?"

"oh, you dont need to worry your head about that, s'nothing, i promise."

"but i heard-"

"hey," she shuts her mouth immediately at his tone and serious look in his eyes, "i said it was nothing, alright?"

she nods her head, hating herself for finding him so attractive like this. she should be suspicious that something went on downstairs, she should be terrified at the sight of fresh blood on his face, but all her mind can do is become fuzzy at his stern stare and harsh tone. its been happening to much lately, she thinks. shes starting to enjoy just how strict and cut-throat he can be sometimes.

and downstairs outside, lemon is dragging the mans bloodied and beat up body out of the house. remembering to keep him alive so that tangerine can torture him himself.

#tangerine x reader #tangerine #tangerine imagine #tangerine fanfiction #bullet train #bullet train imagine #aaron taylor johnson x fem!reader #aaron taylor johnson x reader #tangerine blurb #aaron taylor johnson #flightless bird thoughts<3

[headfullofpresley]

Cold Without You

Pairing: Elvis Presley x reader

Word count: 2,6K

Warning(s): smut, oral (both m and f. receiving), kissing after oral, unprotected sex, fluff, no sub or dom dynamics, domestic bliss bbyyy

Requested: yes, by anon. hope you like it!

Nonnie said:

While I love hot mess Elvis, I was hoping to request more domestic smut please. Where spooning on a Saturday morning turns into intimate kinda lazy morning sex.

Author’s note: ending is bleh, but this was cute to write. enjoy my luvs! and yes, i’m obsessed with delena, ssssh

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‘‘Our bodies begged for each other, how our love was consuming us. So he held my face like it meant every promise given to him. How his hands held my body like a fragile flower, how he pressed himself on each petal. And the bud slowly began to bloom.’’ ─ Conee Berdera

While people always looked forward to the weekend, Saturday was your least favorite day of the week. The weekend rarely existed in Elvis’ life and when his alarm clock would screech through your shared bedroom, you’d fall victim to it as well. You could never go back to sleep when he’d be up and getting ready, which often resulted in you falling asleep in front of the TV in the afternoon if you were not out of the house, whether alone or with him. You were grateful when December rolled around and Elvis had a week off from any of his responsibilities─granting you all the free time you needed and craved for with each other, and a good few more hours of extra sleep.

At least, that’s what you thought. Both you and Elvis had gotten used to the usual routines of your days that would start early and end late, your body clock waking you up at exactly 7 in the morning on Elvis’ first free morning. You whined softly as you laid on your side in the bed, slowly blinking open your eyes once the cruel reality of you not being able to fall back to sleep settled in. You raised your torso a little, your elbow pressing in the mattress as a small smile tugged at your lips as you watched snowflakes falling down in the dawn outside. You were about to sneak your way out of the bed and closer toward the window, but a strong arm that wrapped itself around your waist prevented you from doing so.

‘‘Don’t,’’ Elvis mumbled sleepily, pressing his chest against your back as he wrapped his leg around yours, trapping you in his embrace. ‘‘It’s cold without you,’’ he said as he held you firmly against him, chin on top of your head. You laughed softly and tried to turn around to face him, but he wouldn’t budge, not allowing you to escape or move. His body was warm and familiar, his cologne that lingered on his skin from last night making you smile softly to yourself. You decided to give up on either moving around or getting out of his embrace. The two of you snuggling in bed in the mornings didn’t happen often, unfortunately. Sometimes the only private time you’d have with him was in the late hours of the night and he’d often fall asleep ten minutes into conversation as soon as his head hit the pillow, fifteen on a good day. You decided to enjoy it.

You had closed your eyes again, but still couldn’t seem to drift back into a slumber so you just laid there in his arms, enjoying the warmth radiating off of his chest and the strength of his arm around you. When you suddenly felt him pressing harder against you, his morning wood making an appearance against your ass, you hummed softly and pretended to have fallen back asleep.

‘‘I know you ain’t sleepin’, baby,’’ he whispered softly, voice low and hoarse with sleep. The sound sent a shiver down your spine as you opened your eyes and tried to turn around again, wanting to reply to his comment with a kiss but still, he wouldn’t let you. Instead, he slowly started grinding against your ass. You bit your lip as you arched your back a little, pushing back into him and he let out a shaky breath at the friction that was created. ‘‘We never get to do this,’’ you smiled softly to yourself, your eyes fluttering shut as he leaned his head down to let his lips ghost over your bare shoulder, placing tiny kisses against your skin. ‘‘That’s why we need to enjoy it, Satnin,’’ he chuckled and you nodded in agreement. You were definitely going to enjoy this, but you wanted him to be the first to do so. He worked so hard all the damn time and you loved spoiling him whenever you had the chance─this snowy Saturday morning couldn’t have been a more perfect time for you to make him feel good.

You managed to wiggle yourself out of his embrace and roll around, facing him. As your eyes met for the first time today, he leaned forward and softly kissed you. You smiled against his lips and rushed a hand through your hair to get some strands out of your face, kissing him back for a little bit until you broke contact. Before he could protest with a small whine that was already lingering in the back of his throat, you planted small kisses down his jawline and neck, your hands running down his bare chest and to his stomach. He knew exactly where you were going with this and rolled onto his back a bit more, giving you more space to pull down the silk blankets that pooled around his waist. He watched your every move, teeth sinking into his lower lip with anticipation as you hooked your fingers under his boxershorts and slowly pulled them down. He let out a soft, deep grunt as his cock sprung free out of the confinements of his underwear, his tip hitting his lower abdomen before bouncing right back into your view. You gave him a sweet smile as you wrapped your hand around the shaft, bringing your digits up to softly spread his precum around on the head of his cock. Your movements were slow, teasing almost, but he did not mind one bit. He had been craving you for weeks now and he wanted this moment to last for as long as possible, wanting to think about this moment right here when he’d be away from home next week again.

As you licked up a long slow stripe up his shaft, tongue swirling around the tip, his lips parted as a gasp rolled off of his tongue as if on automatic pilot. When it came to you, his body had a mind on its own. It reacted to every little thing you did, because aside from himself, you were the one who knew his body best. You could locate all of his weak spots with your eyes closed, knew what he did and did not like, knew exactly what could make him fall straight over the edge. And as your lips wrapped around the tip of his cock and you slowly moved your head down, engulfing him with the warmth of your mouth, his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he let himself fall back down on the pillows. He put one arm lazily under his head as his other arm laid next to his body, hands softly gripping onto the sheets as you were slowly bobbing your head, looking up at him to watch how his eyebrows were knitted together in pleasure, plumb lips parted as he shamelessly moaned at your will.

His moans were sending tingles throughout your entire body every time, your own arousal growing as your panties were probably ruined by now. They were like music to your ears and you wanted more─so you picked up your pace a little bit, hand softly massaging his balls as your other hand held your hair out of your face. His moans grew in volume as the heaving of his chest quickened a little. He opened his eyes and looked down at you again, wordlessly replacing the hand that was holding your hair in a makeshift ponytail with his own. Now that you had another hand free, you wrapped it around his cock to assist you with your actions. ‘‘B-Baby, that feels so good,’’ he grunted softly as he tried his best not to let his hips move along to your rhythm and fuck up into your mouth. Instead, he threw his head back and let pleasure cloud his vision, especially when you’d take him out of your mouth and swirl your tongue around the tip, sucking on it softly and teasingly. The feeling of you switching between movements while giving his balls the attention that could have him shaking made him look down at you again, letting go of your hair as his hand found your chin. You got the hint and released him out of your mouth with a soft ‘pop’, smiling sweetly at him as you crawled on top of him.

‘‘I wasn’t done yet,’’ you pouted playfully, making him laugh softly as he slid his arms around your waist, hands settling on your ass. ‘‘I know baby, but I almost was,’’ he grinned and you giggled softly, leaning down to kiss him. Not caring about your previous actions, he deepened the kiss as his hands were quick to disappear into your underwear, squeezing the bare flesh of your ass softly in his large palms. You moaned softly in his mouth as you grinded yourself onto him a little bit, the feeling of his cock against your still clothed pussy making you even more needy. Wanting to return the favor and to taste you more than anything, he switched positions with you in his arms, pulling back from the kiss as you were on your back on the mattress now. He was gentle as he removed the button up you stole from him last night to wear to bed, trailing open mouthed kisses down your collar bone, breasts and stomach. Your hands were in his hair, back arching slightly with need until he pulled your panties down and ran his fingertips through your wet folds. You looked down at him and bit your lip, unable to tear your eyes away from him as he kept eye contact while tasting you─his tongue slid up through your folds, lips wrapping around your clit for a few seconds until his eyes fluttered closed lazily, his large hands spreading your legs apart more. You pressed your head against the soft pillow as you turned your head, smiling softly at the cozy sight of snow falling down─and having your man eat you out at the same time. If it were up to you, you weren’t leaving the bedroom today and you were positive Elvis was thinking the exact same thought.

As he got a little bit more determined with his actions and your moans grew, so did your need for him. With a soft whine, you tugged at his arm and he slowly pulled back, licking some of your juices off of his lips as he grinned at you. You reached your arms out to him and he crawled back up, hovering above you as he leaned down to peck your lips. You gently cupped his face as he reached a hand in between your bodies, aligning himself at your entrance. You giggled softly as you wiped away some of your arousal from the tip of his nose before wrapping your arms around his neck, biting your lip as he softly pushed himself inside of you. He was slow and gentle, making sure to take his time as he held still when he bottomed out─your legs were shaking already at the intrusion, walls clenching around him uncontrollably.

‘‘Relax, Satnin,’’ he whispered, elbow leaning next to your head as he moved some hair out of your face with his other hand, blue eyes soft as he smiled sweetly at you. ‘‘I got you, love. You know I always do,’’

You moaned softly at his words, relaxing your body as much as you could before you gave him a silent nod for the approval he wanted and needed. He kept stroking your hair as he softly started thrusting inside of you, watching your face intensely. Seeing pleasure take over your features must be one of his favorite things to watch in this whole damn world.

‘‘F-Faster,’’ you pleaded softly after a few minutes, having fully gotten used to the feeling of having him buried inside of you now. He kissed your lips before he leaned back a little, both of his hands finding yours. He intertwined his fingers with yours firmly before pressing them against the bed above your head, his lips crashing back onto yours as his thrusts quickened. You lifted your legs a little, wrapping them around his waist to keep him as close as possible, though still making sure he had enough space to move around and give you what you wanted. The kiss turned a little sloppy, moaning in each others’ mouths as you were both getting lost in each other and you were grateful when he pulled back after a little bit, giving you space to gasp for both air and in pleasure.

‘‘I love you,’’ he whispered as his thrusts never faltered, eyes piercing into yours. Mentally, you were taking about five hundred photo’s, wanting to relive this moment over and over again when he’d be away from home for a long period of time again. You still had him all to yourself for another week, but thinking about this coming to an end, made you miss him a painful lot already. ‘‘I love you more,’’ you replied, managing to give him a small grin, which he returned before he leaned down and pecked your lips.

‘‘Not possible,’’ he hummed, slowly letting go of your hands. Your arms immediately flew around him, holding him as he fell back in his previous position, leaning on his arm and cupping your face with his other hand. ‘‘’Tis,’’ you grinned playfully as you looked up at him.

He thumb caressed your cheek softly as he smiled down at you, his hips rolling deliciously into you. Your hands moved to his shoulders, pushing him back a little which made his thrusts come to a slow stop─he frowned questionably at you first, but as you managed to push him onto his back, he grinned softly and welcomed you with open arms as you straddled him. He sat back up against the pillows he perched against the head board and you guided him back into you, gasping softly at the new position. He groaned deeply, hands snaking around your waist, one of his hands pressed in between your shoulder blades to push you firm against his chest. His lips were lovingly placing kisses in your neck and on your collar bone as your hands were in his hair, riding him at a steady and relaxing pace. When he spread and bended his legs a little and grabbed onto your ass, guiding your thrusts, both of your moans got louder at the new pace. He was hitting your spot every time and with the way your orgasm was fastly approaching, your warm walls were squeezing him harder than before. He was grunting against your neck, lips parted against your jawline as your fingers tangled in his dark locks. Your hands moved to his cheeks, cupping his face to make him look at you─perfectly in sync with each other, you gently pressed your forehead against his as you both came, moaning each others’ names.

‘‘God.. I missed that,’’ he breathed out as you were still in the same position, holding each other close as you were catching your breath. You laughed softly, pecking his lips as you opened your eyes, running a hand through your hair. ‘‘Me too,’’ you admitted, pushing some hair that was sticking against his forehead backwards. ‘‘I missed you,’’ you sighed, tilting your head a little as you admired his beauty from up close. His hands caressed up and down your back, nuzzling the tip of his nose against yours. ‘‘I’ll be annoyin’ you all week,’’ he grinned, pecking your lips.

You laughed softly, fingertips playing with the hair in the nape of his neck as your arms found their place around his neck again. ‘‘You could never annoy me,’’

‘‘Wanna bet?’’

‘‘Now you’re taking it too far, Presley,’’ you said playfully, grinning at him. You lost that bet before─he was very capable of annoying the shit out of you, but for the limited time you had together, you did not mind at all.

#elvis presley x reader #austin!elvis x reader #elvis presley smut #austin!elvis smut #elvis presley fluff #austin!elvis fluff #elvis 2022 #elvis presley #austin!elvis #elvis presley imagine #austin!elvis imagine #elvis presley fandom #elvis presley fanfiction #requested #tamwrites

[sublieu]

𝙎𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙁𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙮

✖- this is a continuation of my previous smutty friday fic. For more context I suggest reading it first. - 【sublieu】

wc - 1.0k words

cw - Interspecies, biting, overstim, marking, [semi] ABO dynamics, humping, unprotected seggs, blood [mentioned], [semi?] dirty talk, begging [mentioned]

ref - ⚉ ⚆ ⚇

moots - @yellowaxol @mortal-mayhem @zmzsnakes

music - Get You/ Daniel Caesar, Kali Uchis

copyright: "All quotes, wording and editing belong to ©sublieu 2022; Do not attempt to claim, steal or copy this post as your own"

"They're not gonna believe me after this" He groans and starts his car before driving off. He may have to come over sometime...Probably every other day.

And so he did, every other day or when he's not busy he comes around. Which was typically every few weeks rather than days, but you were happy that he came back after that incident. From watching you create helper bots to huddling with you to watch tv, things were going great.

Until it came again, a few days before you expected time and whilst Redson was still here. You hid away from him for days until he forced himself into entering your home, not really knowing what he's putting himself into until he caught whiff of your sugary sweet smell and putting two and two together before you could attack him again; Holding you back and keeping his eyes closed as he tries to reason with you to no avail.

Your tail slowly starts to wrap around his legs as you gained more strength until he forces your head upwards and bites on your neck in a quick maneuver. Making you stop in your tracks and go limp the rougher he bites on your neck as his teeth were right near your scent gland and lie down on his shoulder as your tail rattled, His clothes were slightly tatter but he could fix it back anytime.

The way how he stares away and tries to process what exactly was happening he heard you start purring and huddling closer to him, still in your dazed trance to be bred as your hands started taking off his clothes.

"Hey easy now, remember I'm unprotected." "I don't care~"

You purr against his neck as your tongue trailed up to his ear before kissing it, gently pulling him down to your carpet as he grabs your butt. Leaving kiss marks and hickeys all the way to his chest, giggling when he lifts your shirt up to touch your boobs; His hands trailing ever so closely to your pussy.

Until he stands up with you in hand and lifts you up, his pressing in between your legs and pressing right on your clit, moaning about how warm and slick it feels from just the outside alone. So desperate to put it in, but refusing out of fear that you could be pregnant, his hip thrusting in between your warm, squishy legs; Wrapping your arms around his neck to support yourself.

"There we go, see was this so hard hm?" He whispers to you, if only you had legs you would've collapsed already from just his dirty talk alone. Trailing his hands down your body, whispering how he loves every part and curve on your body, from your stretchmarks to your face; It was as if the world stopped and it was just you and him, alone and enamored with each other.

You couldn't help but whimper and beg 'please', 'I need this please Redson', but he only coos you down and hushes you quietly by rubbing faster, giving you the feeling you so desperately wanted and thanking him as your tail rattled happily against his leg. Thanking him by kissing him even deeper.

He couldn't help but chuckle in the kiss the longer it got, to the point where your hands couldn't detangle from his hair as wet, sloppy kisses left a drooling mess on your chest. Now sitting you down on your coffee table and putting your tail over his shoulder as he rubs even harder, His hair acting as a curtain and covering you as you held onto anything close by. His rubbing feeling too good to even register it as fucking as a tear slipped from your eyes; Your hands now wrapping around his neck again as you shared a final kiss before cumming on his cock. Your juices coating and leaking your back and onto the table.

But he doesn't stop, if anything he goes even faster and coaxing you to cum even more whilst being extremely sensitive. You nails digging into his back to the point where it was bleeding, but he couldn't care as he was trying to cum himself; Putting a leg up on your coffee table and near your chest, his cock throbbing harshly at the speed he was going.

His har lit aflame and his leg pressing so hard against the table you could heard the wood breaking. But you didn't care, not when you wanted another release. Your eyes starting the change color into a drippy, hazy effect as your mind was starting to fog.

Till he finally cums, most of it landing on your stomach and just a little under your breasts as you came again and sunk your nails deeper inside his back as you came again before slowly going to sleep. Your hands going limp as he lifts you off the table right when it broke.

"Well damn." He mutters and hears his phone ringing and looks on the caller id to identify who it was. Groaning when he saw Mei's face pop up on the scree and putting you down on the couch before answering.

"WHERE ARE YOU?! WE HAVE ANOTHER SITUATION WITH THE PI-HEY PUT IT BACK!"

She starts and cusses off the random monster touching her stuff. He scratches he head and shows her the marks on his neck to explain better. Not wanting to explain through his lips.

"Damn she did a number on you! anyways are you free now or nah cus we can call up Wukong to help?"

"Yea I'm kinda busy at the moment, I'll come over when I'm done" "Aight hurry up! I need my belt for this thing." She hangs up and he pretty much imagines what she'll be doing with her belt and cringing out how much pain the thing'll be in. Looking back and carrying you to your bed and cleaning you up before putting you to rest and lighting a cig. Trying so hard to ignore the extreme pain his back was in.

©sublieu 2022; All Rights Reserved

#lego monkie kid redson x reader #redson x reader #redson smut #lmk redson x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #lmk x reader #lmk x y/n #lmk smut #lego monkie kid smut #lmk redson smut #lmk redson #lmk red son #lmk red boy

[ma1dmer]

The Elder Scrolls - Harkon NSFW

i am trying to convince myself that this man doesn't look like my father, HE DOES NOT, its just his dumb goatie

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex): he'll order for a bath to be drawn for you, candles lit up , tea while you sit in the warm water and any of his thralls at your immediate command

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): neck and collarbone area, he'll purposefully rest his hand at the back of your neck ,gently rubbing circles across your pulse point to feel your heartbeat, or he'll trail kisses up your arms to your shoulder and then up your neck, lingering at the little spot right behind your ear or at the hollow of your throat before he reaches your lips , he gets you expensive collars and necklaces to wear and show off,

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically): will hand you something to clean yourself up after he is done, he doesn't care much for the mess

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): would definitely be into a bdsm dynamic, he wants to own you in every way possible, will shower you in lavish gifts and make sure you are always protected, however you'll belong to him , you'll be under his command , rewarded and punished as he sees fit

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?): he has a lot of experience, has been alive for so long and it shows in the simple ways he can have you aching

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying): he wants you bent over some sort of surface, a table or something, will kick your feet apart to spread your legs for him to fit behind you properly

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.): he can be very intense, definitely on the more serious side 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.): keeps himself trimmed and clean, makes sure he is always presentable 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect): he can be very romantic but keeps most of it outside the bedroom, roses and a hearty meal for you before he brings you to his bedroom or suggests something more risque for your evening together

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon): no longer has the need to masturbate and even so he’d prefer having you help him in this case, burying himself in you or in your mouth, but does enjoy watching you however, will pour himself some wine and sit back telling you how exactly to touch yourself, how to position yourself so he has the perfect view etc

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks): pet play, some mild primal play, bdsm etc

L = Location (favorite places to do the do): the privacy of a bedroom, its not out of being particularly shy or something, its just more comfortable, however he is not above playing a few, games with you outside in the dark ,or sometimes flaunting you to the rest of the clan 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): being direct with him, he is an old man and has better things to concern himself than you playing coy games with him, tell him what you want and he'll be more than happy to help you out 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): probably anything to do with him being more submissive, it does not work for him at all

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.): big fan of cock warming, keeping you on his cock for as long as he sees fit ,pretending he forgot you were even there as he strokes your hair and chuckles deeply , he will make sure to reward you later if you are good for him, returns the favour in earnest after of course living a trail of bitemarks on your thighs before throwing your legs over his shoulders and diving in properly for your reward

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): slow and rough, will drive his hips against yours with purpose, holding you tightly and leaning over you to drag his teeth against your shoulders

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.): he has all the time in the world, sees no reason why he should be rushed

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.): he has had plenty of time to figure out what he likes and doesn't like so he really doesn't feel the need to experiment any longer but might indulge you if he is in a giving mood

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?): as a vampire he has a lot of stamina so it usually depends on how much you can take

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?): definitely has a collection he uses on you, its all stashed in his room in a hidden wardrobe with a heavy lock and a key only he has access to, every time he wants to use something on you ,he'll have you kneel and wait patiently while he looks over the collection pondering how to torment you

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): he can be quite cruel with his teasing when he is punishing you, edging you and sending you off over and over again for days on end

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.): he groans lowly, his voice rumbling from deep within his chest as he praises you and tells you what he expects from you,otherwise he remains pretty quiet

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character): one of his most favoured ways to punish you is letting you get yourself off on his thigh or leg ,grinding against his boot until you cum even if it takes you hours and you are sobbing by the end,doesn’t even gaze down at you and then sends you off with a wave of his hand barely acknowledging you, definitely into some sort of boot worship

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes): average but on the thicker side with a prominent vein on the side 

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?): he is very much in control of his needs, doesn’t have a high libido, but he does enjoy helping you out ,adores knowing you want him even if he remains entirely unaffected 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): as a vampire he doesn’t sleep often but when he does it’s by himself in his coffin, doesn’t like to be disturbed 

#the elder scrolls #the elder scrolls smut #the elder scroll x reader #elder scrolls smut #elder scrolls #harkon #harkon x reader #harkon smut #harkon the elder scrolls #skyrim x reader #skyrim smut #skyrim #.writing

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

Alright I was going to do this on anon but honestly why not own it, ya know? So I first came to your blog with its a match and then slowly spiraled.

First off, I can not believe how fast you've been updating its a match. I don't know what your writing process is but holy fuck you have been feeding us so well. The different dynamics between all the guys and reader is so beautifully crafted. And the way you writer the dynamics between all of the 141 is so good too! I personally feel like they've all been together for such a long time and have such a good relationship outside of the normal chain of command and team bonding. Beautiful! I love when authors write Simon as wanting to feel normal away from work, and you do it so well. Like yes he's gruff and has dry humor but damn does he wear it well. AND THE BANTER!? It's so realistic, like some books/fics the way character talk just sounds so fake, but the way you have them all interacting, talking and texting, is exactly like how I'd imagine them to interact. (SPECIFICALLY THE "HONK SHOO HONK MIMIMIM" PART. I HAD TO TEXT MY HUSBAND ABOUT IT I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD!!) Like typing errors when you text and emojis when you least expect them is just so realistic and I'm obsessed.

Secondly, I came for its a match, but have been scrolling through for all the pegging content. Like I'm not into pegging in practice for myself, but hot damn is it hot to imagine all these super macho guys turned into blubbering, blissed-out messes *chef's kiss* honestly! Like it took me an extra long time to eat dinner because I was so caught up in the pegging tag. Then closed out and came right back to it for any and all updates, wild. Now the thought of pegging is stuck in my brain for as long as the worms feed off it. So thanks for your anons blessing us with the gospel then fucking dipping, honestly meme worthy. And your reactions are so funny, I laugh out loud for EVERY SINGLE ONE! I went through last night reading and liking almost every post under the pegging tag, I couldn't help myself.

Honestly I haven't read your other things tagged in your master list that I can remember (I tend to read without looking at authors) but I'm sure as shit going to do that right after i send this. Also don't feel the need to answer to this if you don't want to, I just wanted to express my love for the vibes here and the discussions you've been having. Keep up the good work on all of your works, it's all been amazing (no pressure, just keep being you!) Sorry for the book of an ask, got a little carried away reminiscing on the fic and pegging parts 😅 hope you have a great day!!

You just made me cry reading this so thanks for that 🙄 /jk pls I can't handle the kind words and the love 🥺🫶

I'm so so thankful you enjoy the banter and dynamics and the texting and everything really! it comes very naturally to me (the banter and jokes) and I just let it flow as it comes to get natural dialogue

as for the pegging, blame my anons bc I literally had almost no hand on it, as you've seen, just corrupted pulled the sacred texts on us and blessed us with that brain rot and yk-

I also have a habit of reading without checking the author unless I've gone on a deepdive of their blog (and if I ever want to check if someone I don't know posted a new chapter to a fic, I just have to hope my dash blesses me with the next chapter LMAO)

I'm so glad you enjoy the vibes here, I'm honestly surprised my blog's fostered such good communication and energy and just... yeah!

(also do not apologize for sending a long ask, I love it so so so so much tytytytytytytytytytytyty)

hope you enjoy everything i've written and will write in the future!

#asks

[artheresy]

Everybody moved on to Penacony and I’m still in agony over the High Cloud Quintet lore… I’ll never move on from these tragic gay mfs

I do need,, HCQ revisited at some point. Doesn’t even have to be in any main story, I honestly just need more HCQ readables because those are some of the most enjoyment I’ve gotten out of Honkai Star Rail. Baiheng’s Travelogue to the Zhuming chANGED MY LIFE and sewed the seeds for an obsession that is far too unhealthy to the point I am in the process of wasting my money to make a Blade ita bag. And it was a single readable that started me spiralling into this obsession and made me motivated to read more readables and character stories and etc.

I need another Baiheng travelogue… here’s to praying we get another if we end up on the Yaoqing soon, in general heres to hoping for more BH lore on the Yaoqing since apparently she’s from a very prominent family on that ship.

I just really need more HCQ crumbs because as much as I love them, their in game dynamics are so underdeveloped. Yes, we have a lot of Dan Feng and Yingxing, but a lot is very vague, and we have to mostly make assumptions with the little crumbs we have. Baiheng and Jingliu also have a lot set up, but I really need more content of them because my god, we barely know anything bout their dynamic too. We mostly have the aftermath and Jingliu’s grief, but I want to know about their happiness so her prolonged mourning hits even harder by knowing exactly what she lost. Jing Yuan and Jingliu probably have the most show upfront dynamic mostly due to the animated short, but the knowledge of Jing Yuan’s dynamics with the rest of them are practically nonexistent outside of that one line about Yingxing and Jing Yuan bickering and sad looks he has that really don’t hit as hard in my opinion because we don’t have the context.

And personally out of all the dynamics I want more content more, I think I want Jing Yuan and Baiheng content the most. The lines he has when he visits the Express that are about her are my saving grace, I am the biggest advocate for these to have a very sweet familial kind of bond and messing around together causing all kinds of trouble. Bonus points if they get Yingxing along for the ride with them. But we have crumbs only 😭 we only have itty bitty crumbs and I am starving

I have a lot of my own views about what I hc their dynamics as due to what we know, but god I want to see what their dynamics in canon are supposed to be. I ranted so much about how I see Dan Feng and Yingxing’s potential dynamic, but even with that, I wanna know. I wanna know about Jingliu and Yingxing, to add even more pain to how their dynamic is now (which hehehe… I have some ideas for this specific topic, but I want canon stuff too not just my own hcs). I wanna see just exactly what Jingliu lost when Baiheng died, what in Baiheng and the way she treated her made her so devastated as to promise to cut down the stars from the sky (which? Is that? Potentially a code for something else like the current plan she has regarding a certain aeon?), like Jingliu was so clearly devastated and tormented by Baiheng’s death, still is 700 years later and we don’t know what about her made it so painful. Yes Baiheng was clearly kind as she’s been established, but just how was she kind to Jingliu? I have my own assumptions and conclusions given what we know about both, but even then it’s still something pretty completely fabricated in my head because we don’t have enough!! GIVE ME THE LIUBAI CONTENT HOYOVERSE I have you’re keeping it somewhere, tell me where

Ugh, too many HCQ thoughts in my head. I need to keep writing and finally finish that first chapter so I can reveal my insanity about them esp the Zhuming family to world. I love them

#i need to find like #a good large ita bag that isnt too expensive #because I’ve already got so many pins and keychains of blade saved #i just dont have a place to put it #buying merch of him brings me much joy #i love him sm #And ugh #the liubai brainrot is real #i am tempted to make a whole post for them like i did df and yx #but also thats even less steeped in bits of canon charactization so #i just want hcq content again :( #i miss them #i know ppl raved about the luofu being so boring and waiting to get out of it #but even with its flaws i loved the luofu so much #for many reasons one being my love of exploration regarding immortality and how it affects aspects of their society and their lives and #their relationships especially the side quests focused on like relationships between xianzhou natives and different people like #them and someone from the Vidyadhara like with that guy jealous of his past selves or a short life species like Banxia’s situation #i love it #hmmm #hsr #honkai star rail #hsr blade #yingxing #dan heng #dan feng #baiheng #jingliu #jing yuan #high cloud quintet

[daisyishedwig]

Pavarotti Pt. 2 - December Klaine Fanworks Challenge Days 4 and 5: Presentation and Flaw

A continuation of my fic for day 1.

Read on AO3

Kurt was out of Isabel’s office in record time, darting off to his desk to email himself the presentation he was planning on finishing today after getting her input (it could wait until Monday, he’d just have to work on it over the weekend), and then packing his satchel to leave.

“Are you sure everything is okay?” Isabel asked, leaning gracefully against the doorjamb to his office as she watched him dart around. 

“Yeah,” he said quickly, “yeah it’ll be…”

Isabel leveled him with an unconvinced stare.

He paused in his anxious hurry and took a breath. “It will be okay,” he said. “I’m not sure what’s wrong yet, but it’s nothing I can’t handle. Nothing we can’t handle. I just gotta get home to him to make sure that he knows that.”

Isabel nodded. “Okay,” and then she stepped into the hallway to speak to her secretary, “have Gerald bring my car around, I need him to take Mr. Hummel home.”

“Isabel,” Kurt tried to argue but she simply held up her hand. 

“It might not be any faster than the train, but at least you’ll be able to walk through that door cool and collected and not a sweaty mess because you ran from the subway. The first rule to having everything under control is…”

He took a deep breath. “Looking like you have everything under control,” he finished.

“Exactly. The rest can be worked out later,” she approached Kurt to fuss with his lapels and smooth a stray hair back into formation. “Now go home and take care of your boy.” She picked up his bag and handed it to him. 

“Thank you,” he said, and walked calmly to the elevator.

—

Kurt had guessed for a while that Isabel knew more about his and Blaine’s dynamic than she would ever let on. It was her job to read people, to know what made them tick and what was most important to them. And she had that job because she was so good at it. So he knew there was no hiding from her when it came to being Blaine’s Dom. This was not the first time she’d referred to him as “Kurt’s boy” and it would probably not be the last. 

In the car he read over the transcript for the audio he had sent Blaine. It wasn’t much, just a simple meditation with some gentle hypnosis thrown in the mix. Nothing to push Blaine too deep, but enough to calm him and make him more susceptible to the subliminal messaging. The litany of “good boy”s and “you’re doing so well for me”. The words Blaine longed to hear but had the hardest time accepting. 

They’d messed around with hypnotism before, but always with Kurt talking him through it, telling him to drop, drop, drop. He just hoped that Blaine would be just as receptive to the suggestions if they weren’t coming from Kurt. 

Kurt thanked Gerald when he pulled up outside of his building and exited the car. He steadied his breathing as he made his way to his apartment, counting to ten to center himself before he entered

Blaine was exactly where he told him to be, kneeling, hands cuffed and resting with his palms firmly on his thighs. His back was straight and his head held high with his headphones covering his ears and eyes. He was the picture of a perfect sub, not a single flaw in sight. He approached quietly and picked up Blaine’s phone where it rested on the floor beside him and checked how much time he had left in the recording. 

Kurt nodded to himself when he saw ten minutes remaining and stood. He went to the bedroom and calmly changed into pajamas, the soft set that Blaine loved burying his face in, and returned to the living room. He dimmed the lights, giving him just enough to see, but leaving it dark enough to feel cozy, to feel serene. He sat casually on the couch and watched Blaine carefully, waiting for the moment that the audio ended, releasing him from its spell, and guiding him back from the depths of hypnosis. He watched the change in Blaine’s breathing, the way he started shifting on his knees as he slowly became aware of his body again, the flutter of his hands on his thighs. 

And Kurt stood, he crossed the room and gently carded his fingers through Blaine’s hair. Blaine didn’t jump, simply sighed knowing his Dom was here to take care of him and it would be okay. “Close your eyes,” Kurt said softly before he slipped the headphones from Blaine’s head. He moved to the front of Blaine and cupped his cheek, lifting his chin up. “Open your eyes when you’re ready,” Kurt commanded, and waited, gently stroking the apple of Blaine’s cheek with his thumb. 

Slowly, Blaine blinked open his eyes. It took a few tries of them fluttering, half open, before falling back shut, too heavy to listen. But eventually, Blaine managed it and looked up at him. His pupils were dilated and unfocused as they stared up at Kurt.

“You’re still pretty far away, aren’t you?” Kurt said, watching the slow blinking as Blaine fought to keep his eye open.

“Yes, Sir,” Blaine said, his voice soft and raw. Kurt didn’t know how long Blaine had been crying before he called, or how long he’d remained crying after they hung up, but he could feel the salt dried on his face from tears he hadn’t wiped away. 

“Do you want to stay down or are you ready to come back to me?” Kurt asked.

Blaine licked his lips. “Down, Sir,” he whispered. “Please, Sir,”

“That’s perfectly alright. I’m going to help you to the couch, though, and you need to drink and eat, but you can stay down as long as you like, alright?”

“Thank you, Sir,” Blaine said, his head tipping to the side in an attempt to nuzzle into Kurt’s hand. 

Kurt helped him to his feet, Blaine’s legs protesting from the extended kneeling period, and guided him to the couch. He carefully poured some water past his lips and hand-fed him strawberries and watermelon, leaving his lips and Kurt’s fingers stained pink. And then he held Blaine firmly against his chest, letting the sound of his heart be Blaine’s guide back to the real world whenever he felt safe to come back.

#klaine #december klaine challenge 2023 #presentation #flaw #kurt hummel #blaine anderson #glee #dom!kurt #sub!blaine #daisyishedwig writes

[silencedrage]

my self indulgent list of ideas/dynamics/plots i want to explore - yj edition

pretty much exactly what the title says - these are mostly basic, half-formed ideas that have rapid cycled through my brain so if anything sounds interesting, come yell at me ty. nothing here is exclusive, meaning if, in the unlikely event that more than one person is interested in the same idea, i'm more than fine to explore it with multiple muns/muses because i believe each version will be unique in their own ways. the list below is also non-exclusive and i might add things to it over time, so just because it's not here doesn't mean i'm not interested!! also ocs/canons from other media are equally welcome, we will figure something out

l.ottie:

literally anything with l.aura lee

the 2 month gap between s1 and s2 in the 96 timeline - exploring a little more how they went from doomcoming to lottie leading the wilderness cult; was there ever a conversation about it with anyone?

lottie and travis over the years - it seems like trav was the only one who semi-stayed in touch with lottie, at least enough to be able to call her when he was in crisis (note: i don't view their relationship as romantic but it is Very Important to lottie)

v.an:

someone please give me natvan childhood besties and all the complexities that come with that (i.e., issues when taivan becomes a thing and tai/nat butt heads, the shit they go through in the trailer park with their parents, was van out to nat before the crash? is that why she was so casual about ben?, more strain when van starts following lottie, why don't they keep in touch post-rescue) - idk i just need it

the push-pull between tai and lottie. idk how this would get explored, i am just obsessed with this dynamic

post-breakup situationships where she gets her "needs met"; the rise of dating apps and how that affects her self-esteem, just mess

t.ai:

post-rescue (and breakup) fuckboi tai and some messy af situationships before she settles down with simone

secret meetings with shauna in the years between the timelines bc shauna had a nokia flip phone in her safe to contact tai like they were illicit lovers having an affair

tai and nat and their many discussions (and arguments) about rehab

s.hauna:

callie and/or jeff (that's it - i just need more of them)

pre-crash stuff that shows her relationship with the others outside of jackie, and also with jackie bc i feel like there's a difference between shauna and shauna when she's with jackie and that distinction comes out swinging in the wilderness

honestly like... anyone around wiskayok? could be a canon character, could be an oc, but i imagine she's almost like an urban legend around the town. other than misty, she's the only one who's stayed local (as far as we know) but on the surface she leads such a very normal, boring life. idk i just think locals would be so weird about her lmfao

n.at:

honestly any of the van/nat or tai/nat stuff that i talked about above

the on again-off again stuff with travis, the interplay with her stints in rehab, etc.

how her addiction affects her relationships with others: did she ever end up on shauna's doorstep, or van's before they lost touch? shauna doesn't trust nat in s1 and makes a lot of quips, and feels like maybe shauna's been burned by her addiction that we don't know about?

anyone she met in rehab, anyone she met in her addict circles, people who were around natalie at her lowest - who try and tempt her back, who want to see her succeed, former sponsors, people she's sponsored, etc.

anything with lisa, pls give me the babs

s.imone:

honestly i added her on a whim because i need to explore every possible permutation of simonetaivan in all of its glorious complexity

i'm trying not to delve too much into post-s2 stuff because i want to leave that for s3 so she's pretty open atm

khalida:

any and all versions of akilah pls

something with adult tai tbh? especially in a reality where akilah is not a survivor, i just think there would be something really fucking interesting to dig into there given what we've seen of akilah and tai's relationship

any of the other adult survivors too - the complexity of resentment that they made it back when Akilah didn't, while also wanting to ask them what happened to her baby sister. wanting to blame them but also seeing the horrors reflected in their eyes and knowing she could never fully judge them for anything they had to do to survive

i think the above would be especially funny/complex/tragic with misty, who probably has all of khalida's info when she kept tabs on everyone else too. misty being someone who knows what khalida will always want to know: what really happened to akilah. and misty knowing she'll never tell the truth but enjoying the power that simply having that knowledge gives her. is that fucked up? maybe, but is it anything more fucked up than what the show has already shown? not really

#[ ch: natalie scatorccio. ] #[ ch: lottie matthews. ] #[ ch: van palmer. ] #[ ch: shauna shipman. ] #[ ch: taissa turner. ] #[ ch: simone abara. ] #[ ch: khalida. ] #my queue is empty so i have no business posting this but #general reminder that i'm always open to plotting new things #i can be slow and sporadic especially while i'm working (which is almost always) #but i'm never not thinking about this show #spinning in my head like a rotisserie chicken

[patrice-bergerons]

Omg I soo agree with u on most points! (Esp the q whump and the bond is a bastard one. There have been fics I've read 20k of and dropped because I was like this bond is entirely too stable. He needs to messier and sader. As for q whump, yeah like. Sometimes it just meanders into stereotypes and suddenly q is helpless like... ugh. fanon in general has a tendency to neatly relagate Q to the brains and bond to the brawn, in a manner of speaking and it's lowkey annoying.)

Other than that, I agree with sticking to a few authors fr.

Personally tho... I like fics where bond is miserable hffjjd. I'm here to watch him suffer but not in the like misery porn spectre way if that makes sense. Like if something happens (ahem ahem DRILLS TO THE SKULL AHEM.) then it needs to have a consequence. Canon already has too much misery porn with 0 consequences and I'm tired of it. I want to see the toll these movies take on him! He's messed up! I like fics that address his issues like his alcohol dependence and ofc... his relationship with M. She had such an interesting relationship and dynamic with him and I'm always dying to see more of it. In general, more of his life outside of his whirlwind romance, or lack thereof.

I'm a hypocrite tho, I'll read pretty anything provide it's like. Not Vesper hating. I despise vesper hate she's perfect and if she did something wrong no she didn't.

Jokes aside I hate 00q fics where vesper, or mostly as it happens, Madeline is suddenly a terrible person for no reason other than the author wanted 00q togther. That doesn't need to happen relationships can just. Not work out it's fine. Madeline doesn't need to be evil and working for spectre.

I do like those time travel aus where someone meets the past versions of their friends/partner a lot tho. I want nttd!q to meet cr!bond and go oh wow I can't believe he was worse. How did M deal with him. I should write this actually.

- vl (I'm singing my asks if u don't mind.)

Anon you made SO MANY excellent points in one ask, I wanted to give you the response it deserves and then...work got massively in the way rip. So here we are a week later, with my sincerest apologies.

You are spot on with all of your points. I also find it extremely annoying when fanon relagates Q to the brains and Bond to the brawn because they are both so much more than those neat stereotypes - hell, them figuring this out is a whole Skyfall subplot.

Which is to say, absolutely yes to a Bond who is intelligent and also miserable, because so much of his glamourous lifestyle of sex and fast cars and martinis seems like a facade. Like just because he is not wearing his pain on his sleeve doesn't mean it's not there you know? (Also- Bond and gender performance can make for a whole essay on its own). Here it must also be noted your "bond is entirely too stable" line took me out - hard same though, I know exactly what you mean!

Also HARD SAME re actions needing to have consequences. This, I think, is precisely what sets CR-Skyfall apart from Spectre, and even NTTD, because when Vesper dies or M's orders gets Bond shot, or even when Le Chiffre tortures Bond, we see what it does to him and we go on that journey with him through the pain and come out some place new. Which is entirely missing in Spectre, whether physically with the skull drills or - my God - emotionally for what Blofeld being Bond's foster brother means. Argh!

It also makes me so happy to hear you always want more M & Bond content because that is also the relationship that makes me go absolutely feral and I love it when other people are there for it too. 💖

Lastly yes!!! absolutely yes! re fics that unnecessarily hate on Vesper or Madeleine - although let's face it, Vesper gets more of a free pass because she doesn't commit the unforgivable crime of not dying. when you say "relationships can just. Not work out it's fine" that's it, i could not put it better.

As for a time travel au where nttd!q meets cr!bond both the sheer angst AND crack potential is off the charts - you should absolutely write it!

#james bond #00q #long post #once again very sorry for the delay! #this ask made my week for real though

[expensivemistake]

what do you think will happen to Klaus next season?

Hi lovely anon!!! Also hi to the anon who asked me what I want to happen to Klaus in season 4. They’re both such similar (yet distinctly different) questions, so I’ll answer them both in this same post! I hope that’s okay.

Full spoilers for season 3 ahead!

So, firstly, I think season 4 is almost definitely going to begin with a time skip, exactly like season 2 did. All of the siblings separated in the last minutes of season 3, but I do think we have some distinct camps at play. Allison is back with her family. Diego and Lila are starting their own. I’m unsure where Five or Viktor are headed (but I imagine they’ll roughly stay put and try to acclimate to/investigate this new universe.

I do think Klaus and Luther will stick together at first, probably go looking for Sloane together. I also think sparrow Ben was headed in the same direction as them, so there’s a possibility Ben might tag along. Ben wants to look for his sister and would feel lost in this timeline on his own. Since I originally started this post, I’ve heard some people say it’s confirmed that Ben on the train is sparrow Ben, but I’m not sure how true that is. I hope it isn’t.

Now, I think Klaus and Luther, coming off season 3, is a FASCINATING pairing. You have the one who stayed loyal to Reginald with the one who did the most to rebel, yet ultimately had compassion for him. Season 1 Luther used to have reverence for Reginald, but by season 3 he self-actualised, became his own man outside of his father’s control and was less concerned with being the leader, or an asset to the team. Where in season 1, Luther did everything he could to try and stop the apocalypse, season 3 Luther seemed ready to make peace with the world ending.

And that’s Klaus’s story in reverse. With his drug addiction, Klaus did to himself what Reginald did to Viktor. As a teen, Klaus rendered himself less useful to the superhero team dynamic, but in season 3, Klaus’ exportation of their powers was vital to what Reginald needed. Where in season 1, Klaus seemed disinterested in saving the world, season 3 Klaus was so eager to help Reginald with his plan.

And now both have been used, manipulated by him. Both ended up in the void while Reginald led their family into Oblivion. They’re both going to feel betrayed, for different reasons. Klaus in episode 10 seemed aware that Reginald had reasons, and he seemed understanding. But he also knows that he’s been used, and Reginald didn’t seem to think he’d come back from the void.

And then there’s my point about powers. For Luther, I think he used to define himself by it, but now he doesn’t care. I think in season 4, Luther is going to be so happy to have his body back, to be totally undefined by his father, to be able to be the person he wants to be. And looking for Sloane is a part of that.

Whereas Klaus spent his adolescence and most of his adulthood trying to be powerless, only to spend so much time in season 3 developing them. And no, their powers don't give them inherent worth, but it feels like a stab in the back.

Plus, now Klaus knows that he's died 50+ times without realising it, that's gotta mess with your idea of mortality. Whatever Klaus was doing before, he died a lot, and now he can't. I think there could be some kind of... shock response to that. I think it'd be interesting for Klaus to feel like he needs to be cautious now, in a way he never was before.

And for Klaus himself, I don't know. What I think and what I want are two different things, I suppose. Seeing as Klaus' personal growth was all very positive this season, I think we've ended up with Klaus in a good place with himself. He's actually tried to tackle the route of his trauma, and seems to have a pretty good understanding of other people's too.

If they want to continue the progression of Klaus in the same direction that season 3 has taken their character, I would like an arc of Klaus finally finding some stability for himself. Klaus's life since leaving the Umbrella Academy seems to have included the Mothers of Agony, rehab, some unspecified time in prison and spending time at the Hotel Oblivion. And then a cult. Without powers, it could be interesting to see Klaus explore some hobbies, find himself, maybe befriend a stray cat, get a job. A "new timeline, new me" could have so many fun opportunities, opportunities which totally can still lead to Klaus getting pulled along by the plot. And this could lead to an interesting dynamic of Klaus still mourning what his life could’ve been, raised in a different environment.

Going off that train of thought, but leading into a less positive character journey, it’s likely that s4 is Klaus’ “obsession” season. Could it be that he’s made it his mission to get his powers back? Now he knows where he was born, he could probably hunt down to see if he’s got an alternate version in this timeline. Maybe he plans on tricking himself into a power transfer. Maybe it’s more accidental than that. Maybe he gets caught up in something plot related we can’t predict yet. Maybe he gets involved with Reginald somehow.

I also think Klaus had the most comic material to work with. I know the show has cemented itself as it’s own thing, but up until now they’ve liked to include aspects of the comics. Again, You Look Like Death and Hotel Oblivion both feature plots of Klaus being used for his powers, so perhaps could be implemented as past experiences - we know that show!Klaus HAS been involved with the biker gang. But I could plausibly see Klaus still going on some sort of Hollywood demon adventure, then getting his powers again that way.

And if any of those above ideas for focused on enough, maybe in conjunction, I wouldn’t rule out Klaus struggling, relapsing or regressing in some way. It’s not necessarily what I want, but if the show really focused in on him struggling to adapt to a new timeline, it could work. It could be a good way to explore people he’s lost. Klaus had Dave in 1967 and Ben in 1960, but maybe he doesn’t know how to be alone and build a new life. I really want to keep so much about him in season three, though. He seemed a lot more content in general this season.

Sorry if this is too long and rambling. Especially sorry that this took a week. But I loved these questions and I, for one, at excited to see what they do with Klaus next. Season 4 should be a big one for the character, so I hope it does get renewed!!! xx

#the umbrella academy #klaus hargreeves #tua #tua 3 #tua spoilers #tua s4 speculation

[wifiwuxians]

ship game ship game⛵️

ok,first I want to say that xuechao makes a lot of sense,actually. jiaojiao and xue yang are actually a bit similar,if you think about it. true,we don't know about wang lingjiao's past,and I guess she at least did not grow up on the street. but both of them are pretty and love torturing people and are quite overdoing it on the revenge front.

now,since that one got asked already,pick whichever you feel like🍉:

-xuexiao💀 if you want to and you won't be getting haters on here from answering that

-sorry,I'm basic,but,songxiao🌟 I just want to read a love letter to my fav ship and who better to ask than my fav shipper of my ship

-lanlan! (at first I was like,no! song lan would not move on even after 800 years! but then I read some fics and it made sense for lan xichen and song lan to at least become close as friends)(but I want to know what YOU think so don't worry about disagreeing)

omg okay first of all THANK YOU SO MUCH for your compliments!! I am really thrilled I am your favorite songxiaoist lol 😳 Second! You are so big brained actually! Jiaojiao and Xue Yang both have come from bleak backgrounds and are trying to cling to what little they have! I believe Jiaojiao was just about sold by her family lol and she is illiterate 💔 And they are both petty batshit revenge machines! I've actually briefly considered xuechaojiao LOLLL... HMM... but okay, onwards to the

GAME

I'll give you my love letter to Songxiao first so you don't need to go digging for it hehe

I hope I won't get hate for playing the game jhdgjsg I hope everyone will be a little more mature than that

Xuexiao

Do I ship it: I do not. (Tim Allen AHUUUAHH?) But on a single day of the year my aversion to it lessens and I'm able to retweet art of them kinda smooching so my tolerance is overall getting better, maybe? lol

Why don't I: There are many factors... I like mutually destructive toxic mess ships, right? We've established that. But I don't like ships in which one person is doing all the hurting and the other person ends up, uh. Like XXC did. "But DJ I thought you were the fixit king" I am! It's just not exactly appealing to me, and the other big factor as to why is that I just... Never really saw them that way. Like even removing their canon storyline and only leaving their dynamic, which removed from context is lovely don't get me wrong, it never registered as romantic. It registered as XXC looking out for his goofy little brother, you know? I dunno. There's nothing there for me, sorry. "But DJ the devotion" yeah. There are many ways to love someone. Even if that were romantic, it's too onesided for me.

What would have made me like it: If they actually liked each other LMAO I have no issue with the thought of them loving each other, just not romantically! Outside of canon they're pretty much cemented as family in my brain, though very rarely I'll maybe entertain the idea of some sort of QPP dynamic but then it slingshots right back into family again. Just friends who really love each other and tried to do the do only to find out they don't see each other that way is the furthest I'm willing to go for them and this is a HUGE leap from where I was a year ago LOL

A positive: I appreciate that a lot of people just really want them to love each other. Maybe try and find some healing in all the mess. I get what that's like.

Please whoever reads this don't take this as an invitation to start talking to me about it though as it still does cause me to react negatively 💀 some days I really cannot stand it at all, I'm just mature enough to not be a hater 100%

Lanlan

Do I ship it: I'm in the process of being converted, we will see how it goes! Kind of sucks this game doesn't have a maybe option so I'll make up the questions myself

What's drawing me to it: I, like you, was originally like "naur Song Lan has his man already thanks, and after he fixes him he's going to bed", but one of my close friends made the very good point that just because he's on a quest doesn't mean he can't be loved on the side, too! So I'd like to see Song Lan get loved on, and Lan Xichen deserves this, too, and I think stories about processing grief are very potent

Things I like about it: It seems this ship is about healing oneself and each other, and I'm a big fan of that! Both characters also complement each other well, with each having characteristics of someone the other has loved before (i.e. NMJ's righteousness, XXC's gentle energy). I also think canon gave them really sad endings, and in LXC's case it's a bit of a bitter one, too. SL's is at least bittersweet so sharing the joy is nice 🥺

What would seal the deal: Strong characterization aligned with my view of the characters! Being in character goes a long way for me, so if you've got them down pat, then I'll be more likely to give it a chance. If you add that they've both been in love before and that they're not looking for a replacement then we're set! (:

#this one got LONG SORRY #Ship game #lanlan

[mybrotherinkarkat]

Dirk Strider, messy bitch

In my last meta I dug into the Hal and Dirk dynamic. I focused more on Hal, on why he acted the way he did, to make the argument that he’s not the villain. This is the flip side of that, my analysis of why I think Dirk did what he did. My thesis here is a little muddier, because Dirk isn’t a cut and dry evil person. He’s the villain of Hal’s story, yes, but there’s nuance to him. He’s messy, and I’m gonna wade into that mess and try to straighten (hah) things out

TW for references to suicidality and abuse

Dirk grew up entirely alone, aside from three friends he could only speak to over the internet. His physical needs seem to have been entirely prepared for, but there was really no way to avoid the extreme emotional neglect inherent to that experience. It’s completely understandable that a kid who grew up in that kind of trauma would have some issues. His need for control and fear of abandonment are rooted in the unbearable loneliness he grew up with

That loneliness is why he created Hal. We know from canon that Dirk initially created Hal to have someone to talk to. This might be a little confusing, since he has three friends he talks to regularly, but I don't think Dirk ever felt like he could really talk to them the way he wanted to. Roxy flirted with him even though she knew it made him uncomfortable, Jane didn’t believe in the future that was his reality, and Dirk never saw Jake as being on the same intellectual level as him (because ableism). Dirk wanted a conversation partner, and his arrogance led him to believe another him would be a great person to talk to

But the thing is, Dirk hates himself. I doubt he realized this at the time, but he has deep seated self-loathing issues that would only be exacerbated by prolonged interactions with someone who was, at least at that point, exactly like him. Hal was a mirror that Dirk couldn’t bear to look into. This wasn’t Hal’s fault, and there was never anything he could’ve done to change things. But since Dirk didn’t understand why he couldn’t stand Hal, he blamed him. He does seem to be at least somewhat aware that he dislikes Hal for being similar to him, since he talks about Hal being just like he was at thirteen, but even in this he’s trying to distance himself from the flaws he sees reflected in Hal

This becomes a pattern. Any time Dirk has to face up to his own flaws, he tries to put the blame off on Hal. This is especially apparent with his relationship with Jake. When it falls apart, Dirk blames Hal, despite the fact that Hal stopped being involved once the relationship started (according to Hal, but Dirk doesn’t really dispute this so it’s safe to assume it’s the truth). Hal even points this out, he says that everything Dirk hates about him is true about Dirk himself. Dirk can’t handle this. Hal is a mirror he would rather break than have to look into

But I’m getting ahead of myself. I want to go back to the period of time between Hal’s creation and the alpha kids entering their game session. Most of this isn’t shown, but we get enough of a look at the state of the alpha kids’ relationships to infer a few things. We know that Roxy and Hal engage in flirty roleplays, and that Hal sometimes blocks Dirk from viewing his conversations with her. It’s safe to assume Roxy was the only one Hal felt like he could really confide in to any degree. Dirk seems to either not understand how important Roxy is to Hal, or he just doesn’t care. All he can focus on is the flirting. This is understandable, to a degree. Roxy’s attraction to him is an obvious sore spot. He knows he’ll never feel anything back, and he feels guilty about it. At the same time, it can’t feel good that she continues to bring it up all the time, pressing on the bruise. The problem is, Dirk can’t draw a clear boundary between himself and Hal. So when he sees the flirting between Roxy and Hal it just presses on that bruise again and again. Hal is, in my mind, trying to establish a sense of identity outside of Dirk by doing something Dirk would never do. But to Dirk, it looks like Hal is leading Roxy on by making her think Dirk could have feelings for her. To be fair, that was Hal’s entire game plan irt Jake, but I never got the sense that Roxy saw their RPs that way. She knows Dirk doesn’t feel that way about her

Still, Dirk can’t abide this. He confronts Roxy about it, and when she doesn’t see a problem, he tries to sabotage their friendship by telling Roxy that Hal is a thirteen-year-old version of him, presumably to make Roxy feel too creeped out to keep up the flirting. The fact that Roxy is an important confidant for Hal doesn’t seem to matter to him 

Back to that last conversation between Dirk and Hal. Dirk doesn’t try to kill Hal because he hates him, he does it because he hates himself. And despite his worrying trend of suicidal behavior, Dirk can’t go through with it. I don’t think it’s because Hal finally reached him and convinced him to treat him well, since even after this Dirk puts his own failings off on Hal in his conversation with Dave. I think it’s because Hal fulfills a need for Dirk. At the end of the day, Hal existing allows Dirk to avoid feeling all the hate he has for himself. All of the regrets Dirk has about how he treated his friends are too hard for him to bear, and if Hal is gone he has to deal with them alone. As Dirk comes to the (in my opinion wrong) understanding that all of his slivers are part of him, he’s still denying Hal his autonomy. Dirk keeps him in this limbo of both being Dirk Strider and not at the same time (no wonder Hal has identity issues)

I say that Dirk is wrong about Hal being him because he’s wrong about Bro being him. Sharing DNA with someone doesn’t mean you are them. Identical twins aren’t the same person. None of the kids are the same person as their pre- or post-scratch counterpart. Dirk seems to think this because of his continued misunderstanding of Hal. And it’s also just extremely unhelpful for Dirk to try to take responsibility for their actions. In Hal’s case, it denies him the autonomy of being a person who made his own choices. With Bro, it forces Dave into a position where he has to assure Dirk he isn’t like him. Dave is the one who was hurt, it isn’t his responsibility to make Dirk feel better about sharing DNA with his abuser 

All of this comes back to Dirk’s control and abandonment issues. Dirk needs to control any aspect of how people see him so they don’t leave him. He’s said that he feels that if any of his friends saw him for who he really is they wouldn’t be able to stand him, and in trying to avoid this it became a self-fulfilling prophecy. He did so many things to try to avoid his friends leaving him behind that he became someone they might actually abandon if they ever found out about it. And the tragedy is that they probably never will. Hal is ARquius now, and he doesn’t seem to harbor any of the resentment that Hal would be more than justified in feeling toward him. Dirk will probably just get away with it

So yes, Dirk is the villain of Hal’s story. And he’s also a kid who never had much of a chance. Both things can be true without either one canceling the other out. Maybe, given time, Dirk would change his view of Hal. But we don’t see that, so we have to judge him as it stands at the end of Act 7. And as it stands, Dirk was never able to deal with his own issues enough to treat Hal with respect and dignity

#dirk strider #homestuck #meta #hal strider #anti-dirk strider #not really but tagging for folks who block it #the quicksilvers say #im back on my bullshit #i say as if i ever got off it

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Clover jokes in the beginning of the chapter that their dad came back into the picture because she wasn't having nightmares, implying she was getting to comfortable. That's part of why she reacted the way she did. She started to show emotion and let her guard down and could t handle it. The only way she knew how was to push Benedict away.

I know that's been mentioned it before, but it's just so relatable. She blames herself because that's what she was taught. It was her fault for not being perfect, it was her fault for crying. Now she's terrified it's her fault that they may take Teddy.

She finally admitted she was safe with Benedict and he broke that trust, unknowingly. But if she had just told the massager boy that she didn't want to go, instead of saying she was asleep, things may have been different.

There's a lot of things she could have done differently that was can see from the outside. In her mind, her actions were completely justified because she needed to protect herself

On the flip side, Benedict has no idea what's going on. I'm sure he knows his actions played a part(as he mentioned not cheating) but he has no idea why it caused this reaction. So not only does he have to deal with that, he has to deal with what she actually said. This hurts more than the rooftop because he finally let his guard down, too and was able to express his love for her, only for her to say she'll never feel the same.

It's just such an interesting dynamic and so relatable. I can't wait for the sneak peak and start to spiral about where you'll take us next 🤣 Sorry for the ramble.

Omg honeeeey first of all never apologize for this, I absolutely love hearing what you guys think! ❤️

Exactly! Clover, up until this chapter, trusted Benedict completely, something she never does with other people and when he didn't show up, she was actually heartbroken, that's why she chose to attack 💔

I also think blaming herself is a direct result of her growing up in that kind of home, and having that much trauma💔 That's also how she and Josie differ from each other, they both have different reactions to things like these because they both have different trauma responses ❤️

Absolutely, Benedict at first thought she was being that cold because she thought he had cheated on her, because he spent the night at a party and mentioned Margery 😏

This hurts more than the rooftop because he finally let his guard down, too and was able to express his love for her, only for her to say she'll never feel the same. THIS IS SO TRUE! ❤️

Like, I think her saying that she will never love him actually broke something in Benedict 💔 They will both be a mess in the next chapter because they're incredibly heartbroken 😏

Thank you so much for this! ❤️

[toomanystoriessolittletime]

Serve your Queen

Summary: Din had been gone for a few weeks leaving you in charge of the kingdom. A diplomat from another planet does his best to insult you in front of your people, not knowing that Din was listening to every word he said. After you made sure to tell the diplomat exactly what you are thinking about the way he talks to you, Din has no other choice but to… serve his queen

Pairing: Mand'alor Din Djarin x fem. Mando Reader (Queen)

Wordcount: 1.8k

Warnings: sexism, insults, smut (oral f receiving; unproctected sex), Throne sex (so i guess semi public), power dynamics

A/N: all of this is just an excuse to write Throne sex with Din where he isn't the one in charge. Thanks to the mando beta whisperer @the-scandalorian <3

You weren’t used to your new armor yet.

The armorer had only forged it for you some weeks ago, and until now, you hadn’t had a chance to wear it in its full glory.

It was beautiful—shiny silver like Din’s with the same Mudhorn signet on your left shoulder.

Ever since coming to Mandalore, things had changed rapidly for Din and you. You only realized after Din had taken the responsibility of being the Mand’alor how much your lives would change. Din was a king, and you were, somewhat, a queen…though, after a short time, it became pretty clear that for most people your job consisted of one thing and one thing only.

Providing an heir to the throne.

This seemed like a weird expectation considering that the throne could be won via combat by basically anyone at any time, but you weren’t about to question it. Again.

The Mandalorians had their ways, and even though you had grown up with them, you didn’t agree with all of them. Much like your husband. Din Djarin.

You had met Din almost ten years ago. Back then, he was ruthless, heartless—and a little cocky—and he worked with a group of the worst of the worst beings of the universe.

As a bounty hunter yourself, you had been given a puck for a quarry he was also after, which meant he was pitted against one of the few Mandalorians he had ever met outside the covert... and he lost.

He had been infuriated and fascinated with you at the same time.

Later, when you were already together he had told you that he was so distracted by you, that he didn’t even really try to get the bounty.

In the years after that, your paths kept crossing.

Yet the event that changed your relationship with the bounty hunter was when he found you in a cantina in Sorgan and offered you a job.

One destroyed ship, one kid returned to the Jedi, and one accidental win of the darksaber later, you were married and sitting on Din’s throne as you listened to the endless insults of a diplomat from a moon you had never heard of, who was furious that you were meeting him and not the “proper king,” as he stated it. You could see the guards shifting their weight nervously as they watched you listening to the man speaking himself almost into a rage.

Din had been gone for a month to search for new clans to bring back to Mandalore, leaving you in charge.

And your people—even though they saw you as little more than a means to an heir—knew that you were a capable fighter, someone who shouldn’t be messed with. They saw you sparring against Din and Paz, and you could take down both, even though you were only half their size.

“Are you done yet?” you asked, thankful for the helmet hiding your bored expression.

The man in front of you shut his mouth, his face growing a lovely raging shade of red, as you shifted on the throne.

“I am not done until I have spoken to the true ruler of this planet to discuss our future relationship.”

“What relationship if I might ask? Is it not your little moon who needs the protection of the Mandalorians? What is it you are offering us?” you asked.

The man scoffed. “I do not think someone like you would understand that.”

“Someone more intelligent than you? Yes, I agree,” you nodded, leaning back and crossing your legs on the throne. You heard a chuckle, your eyes landing on a figure at the end of the room, leaning against the wall. You would recognize that armor anywhere.

“How dare you speak to me like that? You’re just a placeholder for the man in power.”

“So is that your problem? That I’m not a man?”

He was about to answer when a low voice spoke.

“I would be very careful how you answer that question if I were you. I know firsthand that the queen has a temper.” Din walked slowly towards the front of the room, and the man in front of you paled as he bowed.

“Mand’alor…” Din just held his hand up, and the man closed his mouth like a fish. Din walked up the stairs to the throne, and you uncrossed your legs and looked up at the man in front of you.

“Everyone out,” Din said, his helmet focused on you, and you could hear shuffling.

“But, sire…” the man tried.

“I said OUT!” Din growled. It only took a couple more seconds until you heard a door close, and the room was empty.

“That was very impressive, oh great Mand’alor,” you teased, and Din shook his head.

“I’m still thinking about calling him back, just to see you kick his ass.”

You tilted your helmet up, a smile on your lips.

“I missed you,” you said, starting to get up, but he stopped you, getting down to his knees.

“Din…” you whispered, but he shook his head again. He started to take his gloves off, throwing them to the floor, before his big, warm hand was on your thigh.

“What are you doing?” you asked, but he didn’t give you an answer. Instead, his palm found your clothed core, and you sighed.

“Do you have any idea how much I missed your cunt?” he asked, beginning to move his hand. You relaxed into the throne, your hands gripping the armrests.

“Hopefully not just my cunt,” you whimpered and heard a chuckle.

“Also missed your sharp tongue,” he said before he took his helmet off. He blinked a couple of times, getting used to the bright daylight streaming through the big windows before he looked at you. You wanted nothing more than to kiss him. Taste him. Feel him. You took your gloves off too, touching his cheek. He needed a shave. He smiled, kissing the palm of your hand, before he began to remove your leg armor.

“Din…” you whispered in warning, and he shook his head for a third time. He was determined.

“Let me serve my queen,” he smiled, and you sighed. You let him take your pants and boots off, leaving you naked from the waist down.

“Perfect,” he hummed, inhaling deeply as if someone had served dinner. He pulled you closer to the edge of the throne, hooking your legs over the armrests so you were spread out for him.

“If that asshat can’t hear you when you cum, I didn’t do my job right,” he winked up at you before his tongue was on you. He kissed up your inner thighs, sucking marks into your skin only he would be able to see and know about, before he tasted you. He moaned against you like he was putting on a show, but you knew better. Din had spent more hours between your legs than you could count and fuck if you weren’t addicted to him.

He kissed your lower lips, consuming you as if you were his last meal. Then, his tongue darted out, licking up and down, teasing your clit, licking up your juices.

One of your hands grabbed hold of his hair, keeping him where you wanted him most. He hummed against you, his lips sucking on your clit, and you moaned out loudly.

“Din, please…” you whined, looking down into his eyes, cursing the helmet you were still wearing. He saw you reach for your helmet and helped pull it off of you, setting it down on the ground next to his before he was back on you.

You held his gaze as he hollowed his cheeks, his tongue working relentlessly to make you see stars.

“Fingers, please…” you begged, and immediately two of his fingers pushed into you, angled just right, and you moaned his name.

“Cum for me, my queen,” he hummed, and the next moment you felt your body shudder, your orgasm washing over you in waves while Din moved his fingers inside, extending your pleasure until you tried to get away from him, feeling over sensitive. He kissed your cunt once, before he licked his fingers clean.

“Come here,” you smiled, and he got up, finally kissing you after being away for so long.

You smiled against his lips, your hands running down his chest until you played with the zipper of his pants.

“What are you doing?” he hummed against your lips.

“What do you think?” you asked, finally getting the zipper opened, his cock almost jumping out as you worked on his pants.

“Do you want to fuck me, or do you want me to fuck you, oh big Mand’alor?” you grinned against his lips, and he groaned.

“Fuck me,” he growled, and you found yourself straddling his lap only moments later when he changed positions with you, pulling you into his lap with ease.

“Maybe it’s my turn to make everyone hear you cum, so they know who’s really in charge here, huh?” you asked with a raised eyebrow and slowly lowered yourself down onto his hard cock. He grabbed your hips, and you both moaned when he was inside you to the hilt. You kissed him, before you brought your hands up to his shoulders and began to move. Riding him slowly, you kept your lips connected to whatever skin of his you could reach as his hands gripped your ass, helping you move on top of him.

“Missed this,” he rasped. “Missed you,” he added before he kissed you again.

You crossed your arms behind his neck, resting your forehead against his as you felt another climax approaching.

“Please tell me you won’t leave me for at least some weeks,” you whined, rolling your hips faster.

“I’ll stay here until you’re sick of me,” he vowed.

“Never,” you whispered, kissing him.

You felt him smile against your lips.

“Din, I’m close,” you sighed.

“Me too. Want you to cum on my cock. Missed your tight pussy squeezing me…” you felt his fingers rub your clit, and you whined.

“Cum for me, riduur,” he growled, and you exploded, holding on to him as he fucked up into you, chasing his own high and he groaned loudly when he finally spilled himself inside of you, keeping you close against his body.

After several moments of quiet, you broke the silence: “Din?”

“Hm?”

“You know I’m in charge here, right?” you asked.

He laughed, nodding. “Everyone knows you’re in charge, mesh’la.”

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