#so now thats just GONE? and it ends with him being STOMPED ON FOR THE FUNNY?

[jestercoven]

it's not fully setting in that the show is actually over and i'm probably never gonna see belos animated in any official way ever again and i'm not ready for it all to hit me like a bag of bricks. :(

#hes been my Everything since i started watching the show like a year ago #i have merch of him ive drawn him countless times ive got playlists for him #the only reason my toh oc exists is so they can be happy and married and evil together #and the main thing keeping me going through hiatus was being excited to see him again #so now thats just GONE? and it ends with him being STOMPED ON FOR THE FUNNY? #NOT INVOLVING HUNTER OR CALEB OR EVELYN?? #needless to say i am utterly heartbroken but my brain cannot process just how upset this has made me #like i still enjoyed the finale and im glad i got to see him be cool and vile and gross but. i just wanted more. #and now its over and theres not even a CHANCE of that wittebane spinoff happening that some of us have spoken about fkgbfjbgkf #im just in agony i think

[gojo-enthusiast]

One Week Away

Series — My Husband Toji Zenin

Mature Content— 18+

*I’ve been detoxing life lmao— also I have a girlfriend now yay hehe.*

Toji had a work trip that was mandatory, he had tried to convince you to go with him, but when you weighed out all the options, and knew you would spend 99% of the time there alone, it just was something you weren’t up for. So you took this time out to invite your sister to stay the week with you. Maybe you wouldn’t miss your darling husband too much then.

It has officially been 6 days into your husband being gone, your sister is now on her way back home, and you are officially home alone.

“I miss Toji. I wonder if he would pick up my call? Is he busy?” You think to yourself. Taking the chance to call him.

As the phone rings, you go to press the end call button after three rings, figuring he was too busy to talk on the phone, but then hearing a woman voice answering, “Hello?” She says confused. “Um… Who is this?” You question, “Uh, that should be my line. Who are you?” She said snarky. At this rate, within a couple of seconds your head is fuming, and your heart feels like it had just been stomped on. “Was all that marriage counseling for nothing?” You think to yourself. Then you hear your husband. “Where the fuck is my phone?” You begin to hear other people in the back, one of them being Satoru. “You lost it old man?” He chuckles. “Shut the fuck up, and help me find my phone, I haven’t talked to my wife today.” He says in an agitated tone. “Wait why do you have my phone?” He questions, getting closer to what you think is the woman who answered the phone. “What?” She says, your heart is beating out of your chest. “Thats my phone, who are you talking to on my phone?” He says in an almost growl. “Oh shit, I’m sorry Toji, I thought this was my phone.” She nervously laughs, handing the phone to him. As soon as his phones are placed in his hands, he sees your name and photo. “Fuck. Baby?” He says into the phone. You had already started crying, because of course you assumed the worst, you couldn’t help it. “H-hey T-toji.” You stutter, feeling the tears rolling down. “Fuck, baby… are you crying?” He groans, you hear him walking away from the crowd, hearing Satoru in the background say. “Fuck, what did you say when you answered that phone?”

“I’m fine Toji, h-hows your trip?” You try to brush off like everything is fine. “Baby, she is just a fellow colleague. She grabbed my phone by accident. Are you okay?” He questions concerning. “I-I’m fine. I-I was just a little surprised.” You said with a shaky voice. You knew your husband wasn’t cheating on you, but what can you expect? It wasn’t always easy, especially with being apart. “I-I don’t want to be at home alone anymore. I sh-should have g-gone with yo-you.” You burst into tears, realizing how much you miss your husband. “Doll, I’m sorry. I’ll be home soon. ‘Aight?” He reassures you on the phone.

You both stayed on the phone for a few minutes, before he had to go back to his company dinner, and you fell asleep snuggled up to one of his hoodies. “I miss you.” You whisper into his hoodie, smelling his cologne, and his overall scent. It had been 6PM, and you drifted to sleep.

Toji became distressed with the thought of you being alone, he was ready to see his wife, to remind her that she was his, and he was yours. He had said his goodbyes, and grabbed his bag from the upstairs hotel. The drive was 6 hours, yet he made it back home in 5. Checking his watch, it was 12:36AM. Toji knew you would have been sound asleep, which was perfect for him, he knew how much you loved waking up to his head in between your legs, reminding you how much he loves and adores you. You also knew how much he worshipped your cunt, it had him making laps until your orgasms were almost painful. Toji loosened his tie, flinging across the room, seeing you in your little laced blue panties, and his hoodie, it only made his cock throb with just the mere sight of seeing you laid like that, he always loved how your ass was thick that your panties would almost get swallowed by them, there was so many times, he wanted to beg you to let him fuck your little ass, yet he knew how hard that would be, especially since it was hard to even take him vaginally, but he sure did fantasize about it. Toji took his belt off, unbuttoning his pants, letting them drop to the floor, popping the buttons off of his shirt, throwing it to the corner of the room. He had become a hungry tiger, wanting to devour you, until you shuttered at his touch. Toji was a kind and gentle man to you, but sexually, he could be ruthless, he loved to watch your pretty big eyes cry, whining for him to keep going, then to stop.

Toji crawled into bed, and gently turned you from your side, to your back, and slowly spread your legs apart. You were a bit of a deep sleeper, especially after you had cried. He saw the way your eyes were puffy, he placed a kiss on your eyelids, moving down to your lips, then licking you down your neck, lifting up the hoodie, he lightly sucked on your nipples, light enough to not wake you up, but enough for your nipples to harden. He traced his tongue down your stomach, then to your heat, pulling your panties down swiftly. He eyed your pussy, spreading your labia apart, lapping his tongue, sucking on your clit immediately. He knew your body more than you did, he sucked and licked, feeling your arousal start to come out, and his tongue got the first taste. He dipped his index finger inside of you, feeling your walls. Your moans started to fill the room, while you were slowly waking up. He kept lapping his tongue in your cunt, switching from your hole, to your clit, tasting you inside out. You woke up, wide eyed, seeing your husbands straight black hair between your legs. “T-Toji?” You croak out then moan. “Hmm?” He hum’s, as he continues to suck on your clit. “Ah- w-what are you do-doing h-here? Ah- T-TTojiiii?” You moan loudly. “Hmm you taste so good.” he slurps. He then inserted two fingers, beginning to pump in and out of you slow and agonizing, pulling moan and whimper out of you.

"To-Toji, please.." You whimpered, tears welling up in your eyes, your body feeling overstimulated. "You're so tight doll." He groans, feeling his throbbing cock leak pre-cum. "I need you." You cry silently, tears flowing out of your sweet eyes. "Do you love me?" You question, feeling a sense of insecurity. "Hmm?" He half questions, but he heard you plain and clear. "D-do y-you lo-love me?" You whimper as he continues to pump into you, but his dark eyes were peering into yours as he leaned up and his face was right in front of yours, "Do I love you?" He questions back to you. Your blood turning cold, and goosebumps covering your skin, "Is that what you're asking me? You're asking me if I love you?" He questions you again. "Y-yeah." You stutter, pulling at your bottom lip, biting it. "What makes you think I don't?" He whispers into your ear, curling his fingers inside your squelching cunt. "Ugh- I-I just w-want to h-hear y-you say you l-lo-love me." You whimper out, feeling an orgasm approach. "Hmm? Is that so?" He groans in your ear, his groin dry humping the air, his body was twitching at the sight of your thick tears. "Fuck, I could just fuck that pretty little face of yours, see those tears soak my cock." He groans, pushing you over the edge, you spasming and creaming all around his fingers.

"Toji!" You moan loudly, cumming all over his fingers, feeling that high he had brought you too. Toji removed his fingers, drinking in your arousal, licking his fingers clean. "I love you." He says to you, as he pecks your lips lightly. Tears welling up in your eyes again, pulling your husband into your embrace. "You only love me, right?" You question, pulling down his boxers, watching his throbbing cock slap his stomach. "I want you inside of me." You whimper, touching the tip of his throbbing cock with the pads of your index and middle finger. "F-Fuck. Doll. Wait-" He pushes your hand away. "I do love you, only you." He coos, lifting your chin to look at him, then crashing his lips onto yours, pulling you into his embrace. You felt him wrap his hand around the swollen member, and felt him glide it up your sopping core, slightly pushing it in. The slow stretch, Toji had prepped you as much as he could, he was on the verge of snapping. "Take a deep breath for me doll." He groans, you do as he instructs, taking that deep breath, and you feel him push himself into you, causing your breath to get caught in your throat. No matter how many years you two had been married, you still could never get used to his size. Tears slipped from your eyes, and you felt his tongue lick them up. Thrusting in and out, already pulling an early orgasm. “Toji, s-stop.” You moan. "Can't. You're gon' have to take it." He grunts. Thrusting into you in a Godlike pace, crushing you underneath him. You felt his strong arms pull your legs to wrap around his waist, and him push even deeper into you. "Do you feel how we are connected?" He groaned. Toji lifting your head, sitting up, he had you looking at the way you two were connected, you saw the way he pushed into you, and the way your arousal was mixing with his, foaming at the base of his cock. "Watch how I fill you." He growls into your ear, "Watch how my love spills into you." He adds, "After I'm done with you, you'll never ask if I love you again." He grunts into your ear. He had completley pulled you on top of him, gripping your hips, lifting you up and down, bouncing you on his twitching cock. He thrusted up into you, chasing your release, and his too. Toji pulls you to his chest, your head thrown back, he nussled his head on your shoulder blade, pounding you from underneath. "Fuck- Gon' cum." He grunts into your ear, then putting his hand on the back of your head, pushing your head to his, smashing his lips on yours. He fought for dominance, his tongue exploring your mouth. He quickly detached, sucking on your neck, leaving love bites. "I'm gon' cum, you're gonna have t' take it." He growls into your ear. After a couple sloppy fast strokes, his hot cum shot deep inside of you, slowing his pace, he still continued to pump into you until every last drop had entered into you. "We just created a love child, doll." He groaned in your ear, slipping you off of him, and pulling you into his embrace. "Oh-" You moaned as he slipped out of you. "Let me take you once more." He said into your ear, spreading your legs, and pushing his once again hard member back into you, stroking in you slow and steady.

"Tojiiii- I can't anymore." You moaned, your legs spasming in overstimulation, and your toes curled. "Just a little bit more, let me fill you up, I need you to give me a baby." He groaned, throwing his head back. His cock was twitching already, so senstive from just finishing, he did not want to stop, he wanted to keep feeling this ecstacy that your cunt offered him. Within a couple of minuets, he came again, finally pulling you to lay on your side, and he stayed inside of you. "Toji, take it out." You groan, feeling your womahood tender and swollen.

"Mm Mm, I have to make sure you give me a child." He says with a smirk, nuzzling down to the crook of your neck, leaving pecks.

Eventually you had fallen asleep, and your husband, pulled out of you, going and grabbing a warm wet towel, cleaning you up. He bent down to your stomach and whispered, "This was it, I know it." He smiles, kissing your stomach while you're sound asleep.

#anime fanfic #toji fushiguro #dilf toji #fanfiction #toji fushigro x reader #toji x reader #toji x y/n #toji x you #toji fushiguro smut #toji smut

[cupiohearts]

DONT DISTURB THE DEAD ?! - gun, dg, goo with come back from the dead! s/o (gn)

a/n : THE WOMAN, THE MAN THEMSELF IS BACK

you were someone so memorable to GUN. he hadnt realized back then how much he loved but once you had left it was like a piece of him had just vanished. your reappearance felt like ascension.

gun admired you from the very beginning. in fact your fighting prowess was the entire reason you got scouted in the first place. it was unfortunate that you left them all behind. he grieved for months.

at first he was unsure what he felt in the first place. the reason why everytime he went out for a smoke, he recalled every moment when you would take it out of his mouth and stomp it. telling him he would die early and he would banter back and say that he already would.

he missed the small chuckles whenever you got drunk and would tell him an embarassing memory of when you were younger.

so when he saw you again all of his months in confusion had left him a final answer. he loved you.

you were different from back then (of course so it's been 5 years). you were more confident then back then, your face got more matured over the years and you wore a stoic look.

but he could still tell that it was you. the way that you had widened your eyes upon seeing him, he could find himself staring at every feature of you that he oh so dearly missed.

"i found you again..." the end of his words were let out breathlessly. the tension was heavy and you both stood there waiting for another word.

he found himself waiting for another word to hear what the sound of his future would be.

but for now he could deal with the talking stage. maybe he can once again earn all of your love and maybe he might become your man.

GOO was an eccentric person to day the least. you were once his right hand in command, following him everywhere like a baby duck. the most unfortunate part of that tale was that baby ducks get lost easily.

heavy breath filled the air, you heaved in everything you could. eyes were bloodshot as you went on the adrenaline all that was in your mind was keep running and dont stop.

you couldnt even hear anyone behind you, rushing past a group of people that opened up a path for you. in your mind it went into your old instinct where it said to find goo.

you missed him dearly, he probably did too. after being trapped inside a dungeon hell, you knew you needed to find him. your instinct had also told you that he would be there for you. it was never wrong.

"y/n?!"

a familar voice ringed in your ear. it made you stop running and look around. to search for the familar face before you caught him. he spotted you and hugged you so tight you couldnt breath, but you didnt want to let go even if it killed you.

you missed his loud laughs, you missed being able to make snarky comments at his frankly dumb ones. he was what you needed most.

the hug went on for so long. you released yourself from his grasps and took a look at his face.

"thank you for being here"

DG liked to say that he was a professional man and that he would never ever fall in love. or atleast thats what he would like to believe is the image of himself. falling in love with you was the best and worst thing to happen to him.

his mind was forever haunted by the memory of your face when you fell. your face looked haunted, the wind blew all the hair in front of your face and you fell. he didn't know what happened next, all that he could remember was screaming when he saw your body become tinier and tinier with a splash into the cold ocean.

for the next month he was traumatized by your face. lashing out at anyone who mentioned your name. overtime he gradually begun to accept that your were gone, the sleepless nights wondering if you were alive were all merely delusions.

but this- this couldnt be procured from his mind.

the image of you looked older than the one you originally had when you were younger. in all of his hallucinations of you, you looked the same as you were younger.

slowly he reached his hand to feel your skin. it was warm and lifelike. your eyes flickered up to his and with a smile you said "im back"

a tight hug on you had ended your sentence and you smiled in his arms. "its alright, i'm back" you patted his back. dg couldn't respond to you but he forever remembered your picture.

he didnt care how you survived, because youre here now. you were here now and it might be selfish of him to say but he wanted to keep you here forever.

"dont leave me again please" you laughed at this and nodded. tracing the words.

i will love you forever.

#lookism scenarios #lookism x reader #lookism #lookism dg #dg x reader #james lee #james lee x reader #gun x reader #goo x reader #lookism fluff

[cumulo-stratus]

“For Me?”

Pairing: Spencer reid x Male!Autistic!Reader

Description: Y/n brings spencer an early Christmas gift relating to their shared special interest of the sci-fi fantasy series Dune

Warnings: fluff, possible swearing, spoilers for season 10, spencer being an insecure little cutie-pie

Flufftober day 10: Gift giving

A/N: Sorry it’s kinda short- and i know it’s not Christmas but i read a blurb a while back with a similar prompt/idea and i loved it so im remaking it here! bon journée!

The snow drifted lazily down from grey clouds- but Y/n was anything but grey today. He had decided that on his lunch break, instead of you know- eating lunch, he would go out to find some early christmas gifts for his boyfriend. Since it was his first Christmas after prison, he wanted to make it extra special. And y/n was doing that by giving spencer as much love and affection as he could, without being inappropriate. Y/n had decided he was willing to endure the teasing from Derek and Emily if it meant he got to put a smile on spencers face. On this particular day spencer was eating his soup at his desk, reading a book when he saw you get up from your desk. Now spencer didnt think anything of it, it was lunch time- hes probably just going to the fridge in the shared kitchenette to get his helping of leftover minestrone soup from the other night. But what did catch spencers attention was when instead of making his to the kitchen y/n started pulling on his winter coat and his spencers scarf.  Spencer looked at Y/n- questioning his actions. “where are you going?” spencer couldn’t help but notice the slightly mischievous glint in his lovers eyes when asked the question. Y/n just responded with a simple “Oh nowhere- but I’ll be back before you know it!” And with that Y/n was gone- already walking through the big glass doors of the BAU after giving spencer a chaste kiss to the lips and sauntering out the door, leaving spencer clueless as he watched his boyfriends back stray farther and farther across the room.

Y/n walked into the bookstore, shaking the snowflakes out his hair and stomping the snow off the bottoms of his beat converse, as a little bell dinged quietly behind him. The sole worker of the quiet shop looked up from the register, throwing y/n a small smile before looking back down at their book. The man made his way to the back of the store first- as thats were the sci-fi books were. As he walked through the worn page scented aisles he ran his fingers across the spines of each book he passed. The uneven surfaces and textures creating a relaxing sensory experience- which Y/n needed especially after how many people had been in the office today.  When did he finally reach the far end of the store- Y/n realized he didn’t know what he was looking for- but he decided that he would know it if he saw it. And boy did he find the right thing. Both spencer and Y/n had just a little bit of an obsession with the sci-fi fantasy series Dune by Issac Asimov. They had read it together- watched the newer movies- and discussed it at length. And now Y/n had found the best gift ever for his boyfriend spencer. It was a first edition set of all 3 books- And one of them- was signed! Spencer was going to freak! Y/n was freaking! Y/ns hands flapped in front of him and he bounced from foot to foot in excitement. 

It took him almost no time at all to bring the set to the front and have the books wrapped in paper- he decided to even pay a couple extra dollars to have them put a ribbon on it. His train of thought was that spencer deserved only the best- obviously.

After walking out of the store- the small ding signaling both the beginning and the end of his time in the quiet shop rang out. The cold air hit y/n causing a shiver down his spine as his feet crunched in the thin layer of snow that coated the DC sidewalks. Y/n stood on the side walk for a moment, admiring the snowy environment- but the weight of the bag at his side reminded him of the job at hand. Y/n began walking again- making his way towards the bus stop. The man glanced down at the watch on his wrist (a Christmas gift from Spencer from previous years), he had 20 minutes to get back to Quantico.  It would take him ten minutes on the bus and 5 minutes to get through security and climb the many floors to the BAU, leaving five minutes to give Spencer his pre-Christmas gift. 

The bus lurched to a stop 1 street away from the FBI headquarters, and Y/n grabbed the paper bag at his side and skipped off the bus into the chilly December air, excited to give spencer his present. 

The big glass doors of the BAU swung open and caught spencers attention from all the way across the room- mainly because of the speed at which Y/n was bounding across the room at. He practically skipped across the bullpen, nearly crashing into spencer as he came to a halt. 

“woah Y/n- slow down!” despite his scolding words the rest of his demeanor betrayed him- he had a big smile and was trying not to laugh as he spoke. He pushed y/n back up into a standing position after catching him, blocking his boyfriend from crashing face-first into his desk. 

“i would’ve been fine dont worry about it-“ spencer juste sighs in resignation at his boyfriends antics. He then noticed the unusually excited look on Y/ns face and became almost immediately worried. This was Y/n after all. Said man noticed spencers worry and only became more excited before saying “look! i have a gift for you!” Y/n presented the small paper wrapped gift to spencer and his eyes widened, confused. 

“what is that?” y/n chuckled at his boyfriends cluelessness- despite being together for years spencer still never quite understood Y/ns caring actions.  

“It’s for you- it’s a gift!

“for me?”

“yes for you silly goose! go- open it!! your gonna freak.”

spencer looked at his partner slightly concerned at how excited he was- but still took the brown rectangle from his outstretched hands. The thick brown paper teared despite spencers best efforts. In Y/ns opinion it was an extremely slow way to open the present- and his intent and excited gaze urged his boyfriend on. spencer chuckled and sped up slightly- and when he finally pulled the worn book from the wrapping paper- his eyes widened. 

“y/n! is this what i think it is?”

y/n just smiled giddily and childlike at spencers equal excitement. Y/n gestured for him to open it and when he noticed the signature his eyes widened even farther. 

“Oh. My. God. Y/n? where did you find this?! its first edition and signed?! oh my goodness darling i love you so much!!” 

he pulled y/n in for a tight hug and spun him around before begging y/n to read it with him. Eventually hotch called everyone to the round table for a new case so unfortunately the couple had to pause their excited conversation about the series (much to the relief of derek and emily, whose desks were right near theirs), and make their way towards the round table room. But spencer snuck one more kiss in on his lovers lips before he bounded ahead to excitedly chat with emily about his lunchtime adventures. And as y/ns conversation faded into the background spencer quietly mumbled to him self;

“for me..”

With a gentle smile directed at the back of his boyfriend.

The End 

#bau #criminal minds #bau team #spencer reid #fluff #gay #cute #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x male reader #spencer reid x autistic reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid fluff #criminal minds fanfic #dr spencer reid #criminal minds fanfiction #flufftober #flufftober day 10 #flufftober 2023 #flufftober prompt

[jams-sims]

The situation Philza is about to find himself in is gonna be so fucked up. I think thats the most fucked up thing in the world to do narrative wise. Philza the man with two kids is forced to pick between which kid he saves.

Not in a "well ones gonna die." As in You have to pick one to save right NOW and the other stays for a unknown amount of time. An I know Chayanne and Tallulah admins probably talked about this a lot. But this is so insane, its going to kill me.

I would be hella surpised if Philza picked Chayanne over Tallulah. Like there is a 0.1 percent chance of that happening.

I find this so insane and so Insidious to Philza because this directly affects ONLY him. Everyone else can say, well im parent to more than one egg. I.e Badboyhalo when it comes to Pomme and Dapper. But it already so clear that they, who ever has Tallulah and Chayanne, don't see Bad as a father of two nor Baghera as a mother of two. No pomme is Baghera kid and Dapper is Bad kids. Not to say they won't fuck with Bad and Baghera. No no no QSMP is swingin on everybody. But they arent gonna do this twice, Bads not gonna have to pick between Dapper and Pomme. No no- this is a special hell made just for Philza.

Philza is getting the shit beat out of him and all he did was Lavacast a single building. Philza the one that says not to attack or kill the works because they are just that- workers. Philza who keeps it together for everyone else. The man who is perpetually alone. The man who should have survivalist tattooed on his chest. The man who for the most part was the least active in breaking rules and just stayed to himself. Is getting crub stomped! An im not count times of when Philza may have run his mouth at the FEDS or taken some shukler chest he doesnt even have. His list of offense is painfully short-

It seems like Philza will have to stare down the barrel of a choice of which one of his kids he will save.

An this will break Tallulah heart along side Philza. The amount of guilt Tallulah will feel after Philza picks her will be bottomless. Because Tallulah already had a bit of a complex. She wanted to become strong so she can stand on her own two feet. She would feel like she is beyond weak. Shit who even knows how shes gonna feel once she comes home and finds out Wilbur came back. How will she digest that, plus ontop of that her brother being gone. The guilt of even thinking about being happy that her actual dad came back.

The end result is going to be insane. Because this feels like it will be a manger turning point for Philza and Tallulah character.

#philza #qsmp #qsmp tallulah #qsmp chayanne

[cornbake]

sO I had this idea swimming in the back of my head, and now I have the time to write it! HAHAHHA I have other fic i am working on but I need to get this out of my head first. Sorry bn ekbgkhetge SPOILERS FOR HLVRAI WARNINGS: Some gore mentions but nothing too bad

It was done. The grand show coming to an end. His evil planing paying off all because Gordon couldn't send the evening playing games with him and his buddies.

At least thats all Benery could come up with on the spot. He was tasked in playing the bad guy in this game the few of them had started. It was much more entertaining than other games he had played before. Hell. It was like a video game came to life. Couldn’t ask for more could you? And to be given a star role?? This was everything Benery could have asked for. And so the game had continued on, plot twists and all. The final fight being… well, a little too much for Benery’s tastes. It had actually hurt! Not that he had much experience with pain or injury before but still! What he could feel wasn’t very nice! He had stuck to his role till the end and some after, but he was tied. It had been a few days of putting up this role and the final act were a lot. Some shut eye later and everyone was gone. Had they left him? Gone to sleep as well? He couldn’t see them around the odd alien world. Did they…. Go home? But why would they do that? Why would they leave him? It was his turn to be the good guy! They couldn’t just leave right after the first game!

Standing, the grey tinted alien shook himself, getting any dust and dirt off before starting off to find his newly found friend group. It’s quite silly of them to think they could just run away from him. Had they been successful in the past? No! So what made them think they could be now?

It wasn’t hard to figure his way back to the earthen soil he had once stomped through. The only difference would be the location. He knew black mesa would be fucked beyond belief. Either destroyed or swarming with the military that he and the team had killed so many of already. He would just have to start away from his once home, somewhere with people. Would they be close to Black Mesa still? Maybe. Gordon did come in to work. He had to live close enough to do so.

The closest place just happened to be a city. An hour or so’s drive from the science facility. Not that Benery needed a car, even if he had a car. A quick jump through space and time should do the trick! Going from Alien world he didn’t care to get the name of, even if he was from there, to desert destroyed science place, to the middle of a large bustling city that his larger ears started to hurt from all the noise. Right… no helmet. Looking at the rest of his clothes in the wider allieway he popped himself to, he noticed they where outright destroyed. Humans didn’t like seeing blood did they. Hmm.

He pulled the vest off, throwing it to the side. Pulling the sleeves of his nicer dress shirt off to remove any concerning sights. The vest had protected his shirt from most of the damage, still having some holes but keeping it from being stained red. His pants he could only do so much for. Making them into shorts helped but still left damage and stains. AT least they were black, they should help hide any blood or other concerning sights. Once he decided he looked descent enough, he started to head out into this city.

Great. Not going to be an issue finding four people in a large area with thousands of other people. Maybe he didn’t think this through all the way… Not a problem. He wasn’t human. He could just search for one of their scents and follow that to find ‘em!

He ignored the looks the humans around him gave, he didn’t have time for them nor there lame questions. He looked different, he knew that, so did everyone of them. Was he all that different? Rolling his eyes, he pressed on.

It could be better. It could also be worse. He had almost been hit by 3 cars, yelled at by more that just the three drivers, and had been mugged for all he had. Which wasn’t anything so not as bad as it could have been he supposed. He had looked all night and now the sun had crept back up he was hot. Like sweating and over heating hot. He had found a place to hide, a grassy area with trees and odd constructs that smaller humans creeped and hunted each other around. He parked himself in one of the yellow tubes within one of the constructs. Who knew the outside world could be this horrible? Humans had to deal with this? Ugh, he could not deal with this. He would rather eat a lemon than live in the city any longer than he already had spent here.

His thoughts where interrupted as one of the smaller humans patted his arm.

“suce me!”

“whuh?”

Benery’s yellow eyes snapped to the toddler. He looked so weird. Like a smaller friend of his. The bushy brown hair with the darker freckled skin. He was missing a tooth as he grinned at the alien.

“scue me!” The small human pointed to the other side of the tube Benery was blocking.

”oh, yea.” Pulling his legs to his body, he made room for this odd child as he giggled and crawled over. The yellow eyes never leaving the smaller figure as it left. Even then Benery crawled to the edge of the tube to watch as the little figure slid down more plastic construct. Dashing out full of laughter over too-

“Gordon-“

Oh shit! He found him! One of his friends! Was that his kid? What’s his face? Doesn’t matter. He found one of them! He can follow him now! Get him to play his game again! Benery being the hero this time around of course.

His claws dug into the soft plastic as he gripped the rim of the tube starting at the small family of two. He would have to follow them in the light, which he was willing to do even though he knew it would be hell. He was a creature of the night, not what ever this bullshit was.

He waited, watching Gordon the full time, eyes never leaving. Even when he feels something lay down on top of him.

“Wat you doin?”

”watchin’”

“Wat you watchin?”

He hummed, looking up at the child, the fizzy hair and eyes of Gordon looking right at him. He couldn’t have been older than Benery, he was far too little. How old do humans get again? He didn’t know, but the little one where usually not but a few years at most. Yea, Benery was defiantly older.

“Him.” His eyes looked back to Gordon, who was on his phone sitting down.

“Oh, Daddy?” The kid crawled to lay next to the grey skinned man.

“Yo, that’s your dad? Kinda cringe.” He gave a slight side eye to the small Gordon, watching as the kid mimicked his posture.

“Yea! He’s gunna get me ice cream after we play!” He grinned up at Benery, ignoring the playful insult. “My name is Joshua!” He unfolded one of his arms to offer his hand to the alien.

”Cool. Sounds nice.” He looked at the hand, trying to remember what it was code for. He decided it was one of the secret thing best bros do, the handshake type. He just needed to get the combo right. Unfolding his own hand he gave it a smack, before doing so again with the back of his hand to the smaller one, ending it with a half fist bump. The smile and giggles he got made him smile back. Successful combo, yessss.

”Wat’s your name!” Oh right. Humans trade names or something.

“Benery.” He was sure he had broken this human when it grinned further.

“Well! You are my friend now!” Benery watched lazily as the kid pulled something out, only caring when said thing was shoved on his face.

“Whuh? What-“ He didn’t get to finish his brewing string of questions as Gordon yelled for his offspring and something about this ice cream. Joshua dashing away to get to his father.

Where they leaving? Lord he could hear Gordon talk about getting in a car. Benery shuttered at the thought of his night. He wasn’t a fan of cars to say the least. Hell, how was he going to follow Gordon’s scent if he was in a car?

Apparently he wasn’t paying attention as Joshua had crawled back up to him and poked his face. He must have made a funny face as the child giggles at him.

“Come on! We are gunna go get ice cream if your momma or daddy says it’s okay!”

“Oh umm, yea they would be chill with it…”

The cheer was short lived as the smaller Gordon ran to the slide, after pulling on Benery’s arm for the alien to follow.

“What is this?”

”Itsa slide! You go down! See!” Pushing himself, Josua slide down, “weeee!!!”

”Funky….” Benery sat down doing the same, minus the sound effects. He might have been a little too big as he nailed his head going around one of the bends of the twisted slide.

“okay Joshie, you ready to go? Your friend is okay with going?”

Oh shit. Gordon was gunna take him? I mean, he propably should have guessed that but at the moment it wasn’t something he had thought about. Holding his head still from his earily hit, not that it really hurt, he started at the man as his eyes followed the pointing finger of the smaller human.

Benery could have blinked and missed it. The look of peace and happiness took only a split second to shift into an icey horror with a hint of hate.

”Benery?!?!”

#fanfiction #fanfic #hlvrai #benrey #gordon freeman #joshua freeman #hlvrai fanfic

[i-dont-exis]

you’re all getting zane because he had the big first paragraph and no one gave any specificities!! also i’ll be putting a few ages at the start of paragraphs/by names {mostly for me to get a feel for time stuff since i hate character age garbage <3}

zane ro’meave, he/him, cis no romo/sexuality label, 36 at the end of season 1

he’s the youngest because i thought it was like that when i was watching as kid

the ro’meave children loved playing in the snow, zane was the best snowman decorator

when vylad {15} had come back after being pinned as dead a lot had happened. zane {12} can’t remember much of that day except that his mother was missing and that his father gave him a nasty scar along his right eye and impeded his vision

when zane {16} was in the practice grounds he saw long wavy auburn hair, and as soon as he rounded the pillar it was gone. zane would remember the small glimpse of the person he saw when he was an adult

his final test to prove to his father that he could rule o’khasis was to ‘deal’ with falcon claw. he did all as instructed, and felt no remorse when he heard screams of innocents from the fires as he rode away on his horse

he became a priest for two main reasons. 1. to get out of an arranged marriage, since priests couldn’t be married and 2. him and his spouse really didn’t like eachother

when he was at ‘priest training’ as him and his classmates called at, he found how easy it could be to use people to his advantage

he doesn’t like to be called ‘father zane’ and likes the more important sounding title that ‘high priest zane’ gives, as it also shows how high up he is on the ‘scale of religion’, again being his words

he doesn’t take worship seriously, and when he finds out there are reincarnations and that he is related to the reincarnations of esmund and kul’zak while not being one himself he feels furious.

im gonna go in paragraph-ish order now this is a lot more difficult to make nice than i thought it was gonna be lol, and this is it trying to be even ‘nicer’

also you might see my brain devolve throughout this, thats just me being tired since im writing all this late at night lol

so. kiki, emmalyn, and aphmau. what do they have in common that relates to zane? they show intense emotions iguessBUT! emmalyn is very standoffish as she had heard about him through her connections through her fellow scholars, kiki basically thinks of him as an animal that needs love and care, and aphmau knows that he is up to basically nothing good {he determines how he interacts with someone based on their reactions to his introductory teasing which is partially how him and janus got close}

he thinks kiki is the best option for the pendant experiment. the way it works here is that it needs a beings blood on it and it mixes all of the dna together and makes a child. zane didn’t know this when he was burning down the eastern wolf tribe and stomped on bodolf’s paw as he reached for it; eventually when janus reported back on his ‘child’ they noted the child had werewolf ears and a tail as zane understood what he did wrong immediately, although he had no way to correct this when he learned about it

{34} on the topic of child experiments {lol what a combo of words} alexis was another one. he read up on shadow knights and how if they were turned soon after they were born something would happen. since this something was undefined he had to find out for himself, so when he heard about the newborns in phoenix drop he had an idea

all priests have the symbol of irena somewhere on their body to show their dedication, zane chose the back of his neck so he wouldn’t see it all of the time

he sits as the obsidian father in the jury of nine, because everyone is under his ‘care’. he looks over all of the paperwork and looks over candidates, he is known amongst the jury to bump up those who is seem promising, such as iverline. he is also the speaker for the group and is stuck on a rotation of meeting hells for a lot of the time which impedes his traveling, so he uses the jury for whatever he needs

he also had to break them to a certain point to get them to work under him without making them resent him. janus was easy as the two are naturally close, jeoffery was about an intermediate difficulty and katelyn fought but fell into line soon after meeting jeo, lillian was more mental manipulation focused, kim and ken are indebted to zane, june was excelling in the most famous guard training camp in ru’aun and was ecstatic to join from the reputation of the jury, and ein was just basically stocked to be himself i guess

also, fun fact, continuing on the ‘getting people to do what he wants’ and stuff, he gets touchy/in personal space/flirty to throw them off guard and has never followed through with this. he is a priest after all, to think he would do such a thing is blasphemous!

he uses his connection to the patron irena and their friends above religious locals and people

when zianna tried to ‘save’ him {17} from garte, he dismissed her and reported to his father. he rarely saw her after this and was one of his last regrets before losing himself

jeoffery was instructed to talk with the phoenix drop kid at the academy, because young minds are easily malleable, he {zane, 34} thought it would be helpful to try and get him on the jury’s side. brian, who was called velius at the meetings and between jurors and told them to treat velius like the little brother of the group. he gave false promises to the kid, and the night he was going to leave for home zane called him in and handed velius a communication amulet between him and the jury; the kid was ecstatic and, eventually, when he let it slip he was sent to the royal o’khasian jail

once he was out of irena’s dwelling {irene dimension} he called back the jury, some came running back after missing him for so long and others, like iverline, were summoned since they were at the top of the waiting list

when aphmau finds out she is the direct reincarnation of irena she holds it above his head, and he despises it with his very being. it gets even worse when he finds out the group are more reincarnations, he is practically livid.

when it came to kiki he was very good at playing the pitiful-boy card, for emmalyn he played the demanding-overlord-with-a-soft-heart and would hang around the library, and with aphmau he would always stand a little too close and get too touchy with them as he would push him off

the baby shower present he gave alexis, a maroon teardrop necklace, he knew it had something to do with shadow knights from janus and lillian, his eyes and ears of information. the only similarities between the reports were shadow knight energy, netherrack, youth, and proximity to obsidian. when he saw that alexis had turned into a fully-grown shadow knight he thought she would be under his control and mentally developed, as he was about to hit her for not listening to him and being sluggish aphmau got him in his bad eye and started cussing in olden tongue {more on that in another post} and alexis snapped out of it as he stumbled backward; least to say he was not pleased and marked her on his list. after this molly came down and helped with the situation as best she could

okay nighty night i have school in like 6 hours lol

#aphmau #minecraft diaries #zane ro'meave #irena's diary notes #tw child experimentation #tw child abuse #if anyone wants me to add some i happily will :)

[letter-to-a-friend]

backlog cont.

10/15 I woke up Incredibly depressed today, but I can't tell you that, I said I would stop making it your problem. We've talked so little these last few days I'm afraid I'll lose my person. I know I'm just being needy, I'm sorry. It's okay if you want to leave me behind to be happy, I'm probably just baggage to you right now. I didn't mention it before but I haven't been eating the laste few days. I'm down to 187lbs. I've had nothing to eat but eggs and and a can of soup each day, if that. I want to eat, but just can't. I think I need help, but I can never tell you.

You told me not long ago that you were sabotaging dates because you were leaving a window open for [ex], how else am I supposed to look back on our time together as anything but that? You sabotaged our relationship, and got back together with [ex] because that's what you wanted in the first place, you never really tried to love me because you were always in love with [ex]

10/16 I forgot to write you yesterday, but not really. I had written out what I wanted to say for our talk but I didn't end up using it. I'll paste it after this but first- you fucking cheated on me man? Are you serious? You left me for another guy weeks Into it, that's not enough time to know Jack shit, much less that you can never come to love someone. The feeling I thought was love is all gone now, but that still hurts man. That's fucked up, and now I don't think I can ever fully trust you again. I don't love you, but once upon a time I did and you stomped on that love for a man who broke your heart again, and honestly? You deserved it for that. And the me of right now hopes he breaks your heart this time too because of it.

The letter: Honestly I'm a little upset with you right now. I took a look back at the timeline of events and it Honestly makes me feel really used. We broke up on 6/6, and started talking again on 6/20, and from then until you broke up with connor on 8/4 you never told me you were in a relationship which leads me to believe you got back together within that 14 day period of us not talking. You said recently that you felt you were sabotaging tinder dates bc you were still holding out for [ex], and I feel like you did that with me too. It really feels like, back then, you were always waiting for [ex], and you were just wanting someone to vent your sexual frustration from being with him. It only took you from 8/4(when you broke up, and also when we began talking like before) to 8/8 to tell me that you were still sexually attracted to me to the point you couldn't look me in the eyes and until 8/31 for you to tell me you were wanting sex from me. And just a little while ago, we hooked up on 9/30, and you got back together with connor on 10/9. With you so quickly going from being intimate with me, breaking up, getting with [ex], back to sex with me, to being back together, it makes me feel a little used. I know I consented to just fwb and that I was the ultimate initiator, and I know we've done things outside of sex, but almost every time we met up and you weren't on your period, we hooked up. As you've said, you're a very horny person, and that's fine I am too, but part of the reason I want this thing with you and [ex] to either last forever or never happen again is because 3 is a pattern man; if you guys break up, and we end up going back to fwb, and you get back together with him, I'll feel even more like just an outlet for your sexual frustration, who just so happens to play games with you sometimes. I consented to fwb until we found partners, but looking back i feel more like I was just filling the void [ex] left and thats very different. And im not saying fwb is bad, or that i was wanting something more, it was just sex- its the speed at which you changed gears that makes me feel this way. You said you could live without sex for him[context: hes sexually attracted to men, but want a relationship with her to the point hes asked to be poly], but I'm not so sure with how quickly you asked for it after you left the relationship. I know how much you've said you cherish our friendship, but I can't shake the feeling that I'm only here because you don't want to be alone. This is made even worse that you got upset at me when i said i was a little concerned that you would drop me when you got another bf, but when you got back with [ex] you told me that you had done that in the past once already. Sure, there was other things going on with [ex bff], but you got upset at me over a fear you later told me was kinda warrented. I'm not saying that this IS the case, just that this is how the everything is making me feel. I feel like I'm only "precious" because I've given you what you want in emotional support and sex when [ex] wasn't there for you. I feel like you only really want one person in your life, and when they aren't there you settle for me until they come back. How could I not when you move so fast?...1/2

#mental health #spilled thoughts #mental illness

[qozboz]

i dont want to be alive i dont want to be in this house i dont want to be around anyone even the people i love so much stress me out to the point i cant make myself leave this room, open those curtains, make even a sound, just let them believe im still asleep. i remember too much. every word they shout at each other over the family group chat just destroys my hope for a good day. i want to be happy. real happy. not fake happy. but i really dont think i ever will be . i know thats how life should be, living through struggles, surviving. but i cant hold in the pain of my mind. i believe that i will be physically harmed when ANYONE raises their voice, slams a door, stomps around, moves too fast. every . single . second . of my life . has been spent in a blinding fight or flight. i cant express a word. they never seem to really understand. i am not supposed to be alive. i have no survival skills. i cant take care of myself. i cant clean properly. i cant cook. i cant stand being around anything. i want to be suspended in a white space, not a word not a thought not a breath. i am so scared of my friends. i love them so much. but i am so scared of everyone around me. every moment i have to hold in animal like reactions. theyll shame me for being so apprehensive. im scared the man will harm me. he seems to lash out constantly. he fights with my mom. i dont want him to turn into my dad. i cant do it again. i cant survive it again. i can hardly make it through a week without moments of pure fear, the urge to fight back against something thats no longer there . i am not valid. i am not real . i am afraid. i am exhausted. i do not want to be alive. i do not deserve to be alive. i simply want to k¡ll myself in the silence of the night . desperately trying to lighten the mood, desperately trying to be everyones friend, i dont think they want ME as their friend. they want someone better. im scared every single friendship is based on pity. im doubling up on my meds, i dont feel any better. why wont it work anymore. i want it to end. all of me . gone . and im scared that if i ever tell anyone exactly how i feel, they might yell at me. they might hit me. i know im not smart. i know im not reasonable. they want me to get better. but im only getting worse. how do i express the fact that im scared of everything and i really genuinely cant take it anymore. theres too much in my mind. i feel like i am going to explode. im so stressed it makes my body shut down. only thing im good at is sleeping. just cull me. im no good. nobody will ever manage to convince me otherwise. try all you want. i cant believe you. not for a second. you cant just paint over the picture he built of me. he convinced i am a rotten, no good child, worthless, useless, fat and stupid. i want to be 75 pounds and dying. then ill have a purpose to try to be happy again. because i can finally, finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. but right now i am doused in darkness. everything i touch is like a sharp razor to my fingertips. i want to burrow deep into the earth. i dont want anyone to see me. i dont want anyone to hear me. i just want to cease my existence. its all i have ever wanted .

[oh-for-fic-sake]

The Deal Pt 2

Masterlist

Summary: Clark take you to august to finish the deal.

Warnings: Adult Situations +18, Smut, Dub Con, BDSM, Toys

A/N: second part to @wolfieash​ ask which is here

Taglist: in reblog.

Smut below the cut.

"NO IM NOT GOING ! AND YOU CAN FUCK OFF!" You yelled chasing Clark into the living room arms cross and lips pulled into a snarl.

He rolled his eyes at you, you'd been throwing a fit all day.

"Sweetheart, you made a deal, gave him your word... you cant go back on it" he insisted once more trying to convince you.

"Yes I can it was my word! Not yours, I can do what I want!" You huffed blowing some hair out of your face it was hard trying to be serious when your hair seemed to want to stick in your mouth.

"No poppet I'm not letting you break you word , now get dressed we leave in a hour" he said quickly spinning you around pressing you to the bedroom door.

"Fuck you, I'm not going anywhere!" You grunted pulling away from him.

"Tonight love I promise, now go get ready august is expecting us..." he said grinning almost sweetly at you.

"I don't give a flying fuck! I'm not going" you stomped a foot at him finally making his brow twitch, jaw tightening in irritation.

He stood taller and let his frame seem to devour the space on the hall making you shrink, shivering as you watched your sweet fiancé become a great predator. A loin or bear?

"Sweetheart enough! Now go get dressed...I laid out your outfit" he ground out severely finally having enough. A deal was a deal... and he wanted your ass!

"Out fit? What outfit-OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?" You cried entering your room seeing the shear fabric

"That? Its a little body stocking~" Clark said leaning on the door frame arms crossed wearing a huge grin.

"IM NOT WEARING A FUCKING BODYSTOCKING!"

"Well I would if I were you because if not there will be images of your naked ass being flown about on the front pages tomorrow~" he quipped with a smirk.

"Yo-you wouldn't dare!" You said voice loosing its bite as he stared at you.

"Wouldn't I? I mean come on love anal's on the line~" he teased and moved up behind you and slapped your bottom hard enough to make you yip and jerk away.

"Now hop to it... You've got 50 minuets~" he called over his shoulder as he exited the room.

In the end Clarks threat of having you mooney metropolis was too much of a threat and you'd showered and slipped into the body stocking...

But you didn't shave! If they were gonna push through with your whole sex for silence deal then they would live with the consequences! No bare pussy for either of them!

Fuck'em.... or don't? Which was preferable

It wasn't that you didn't enjoy it, it was that you did... a little more then you should have! It frightened you the way you'd enjoyed being used and fought over.

"Oh come on why the long face angel?" August hummed as he opened the glass doors on his rooftop home, the penthouse was shiny sleek and as dark as the man himself.

"Fuck off august!" you grumbled walking right passed him as soon as Clark put you down

"Oh such a foul mouth! We will have to teach you some manners~" the agent quipped as you entered the bare but masculine space, everything was harsh lines and fucked up art pieces of splotching blocky shades of black, red and deep violet.

"Yes she's very snippy today... has been all week, pouting" Clark huffed shrugging. Taking the offered crystal glass with amber liquid.

"Ah we have a brat on our hands then?" August chuckled and walked through the home quickly snagging one of your elbows and directed you to the playroom, not wasting any time.

"Yeah, she doesn't want me to fuck her ass" Clark summarized with a shrug.

"Aww Why not sweety? You loved me fucking your ass? You cried and withered moaning so beautifully~" august hummed into your ear as he pressed you over the threshold into a large windowless room, strip lighting igniting the room in a light red. The devils den so to speak.

"Sh-shut up you prick" you snarled.

Augusts reply was a tsk and he pressed you over to a padded sawhorse and looked to Clark nodding to the ankle and wrist cuffs.

Clark breezed past him quickly securing you down making you curse him, but by this point it was a formality as you had already soaked yourself through.

"Oh would you look at that? Our little brat is eager~" august said with a chuckle and a warm hand probed you lightly making you jolt and try to squirm away.

"Yes I know, she likes denying herself, its strange she knows we will win but Continues to fight?" He said coming around your side ghosting his fingers over your ribs making you shudder.

"Well lets not waste time shall we? I have a few things out ready but first lets get this fitted shall we?" August said menacingly walking around you brandishing a very large O ring gag.

"After all if she's going to throw a tantrum I don't trust her not to bite" he uttered moving towards you.

"I've never thought of using one of those before... it wont hurt her will it?"

"Only her pride Clark trust me even she needs a... dressing down every once in a while" august reassured him.

Your eyes grew wide as the agent approached with the large gag that looked both threatening and enticing, things had been kinky with august but you hadn't ever gone this far into bdsm before. You were scared and still fighting but not as hard? You were curious and being dominated by them last week had... changed you. It had been thrilling to be so out of control.

"Should we... give her a signal or something? Incase it gets to much?" Clark quizzed, he was still all for it but wanted to be mindful of you. He didn't want to hurt you.

"Trust me she's going to love it, but in the case of something going wrong" august directed his attention to you befo4e continuing.

"There is a small desk bell one the inside of the left leg on the saw horse... if thing get too much hit it three times fast and we will get you down" he said seriously.

You frowned as his gaze bored into you, for a second you believed you saw actual concern in his eyes.

It unsettled you, August couldn't really have any feelings towards you could he? I mean this was blackmail!

You nodded quickly to him letting him know you understood.

Then just like that August was haughty again and quickly fixed the gag in your mouth, setting your teeth in the small grooves that was semi comfortable.

"Shes ready when you are~" the agent hummed and stood back.

Clark darted behind you and helped himself to you and august disappeared from sight.

You moaned into the room as your fiancé roamed your folds as if exploring them for the first time.

He was rougher then usual prodding and impaling you fast and hard before slowing and drawing your own arousal over your presented ass.

You withered as Clark used you body, pressing you higher and higher making you teeter on then edge then back away letting you calm down only to work you up again.

"I thought we could... try something... a little bonus for all of us tonight~" you heard august but couldn't see him.

"I'm listening" Clark said as he plunged his fingers back into you harder throwing off your concentration making you cry out.

"I have this" you tried seeing what August had but was too preoccupied with the maddening strokes of clark's fingers as he pounded away at your g-spot forcing you to try and rock on him chasing a high he had already cruely denied you twice.

"What even is that thing?" Cark said not paying attention to you as your body twisted and pulled trying to cum like a desperate whore.

"Here ill show you~" august said and Clarks fingers disappeared from you making you cry out and moan, your pussy tried holding him but it was to drenched to actually grip him.

Then something was pressed into you, large wide and very short.

"Oh-oh fuck?!AH!" You yelped  awkwardly around the gag as the toy settled, curved forward and down pressing on your gspot without being held. There was a large flat expanse resting outside of you to, the toy curved in a large C shape.

"Does that go up her?"

"No no, we just pop her little clit in here~ and press the button!" You jerked as august moved you, thick fingers prodding your clit and sat the engorged nub into a small round dip and pressed a button.

You squealed tensing all at once as you felt a suction on your clit and roared.

"Holy shit?" Clark said in awe watching as you keened and tried throwing you weight around on the toy that was held in place by your muscles clenching to it so tightly... It was bittersweet in a way, your own body holding the sweet torturous device on your clit.

"And it gets better, press that one" you hear a small click and arched moaning out as the egg like shape inside of you came to life vibrating against your insides.

Clark watched entranced as you withered this is what he'd been missing out on? Fuck!

August darted around you and strokes you hair watching as Clark stripped behind you unable to wait any longer as you thrashed about trying to rock into the toy.

"Shh shh thats a girl, now deep breath your wonderboy may be a little too enthusiastic if your doing all that squirming~"

You froze feeling Clark poise himself at your well lubed ass then grunted as he thrust forward splitting you open.

Clark hissed and moaned loudly as the vibrating egg not only made you quiver and tense around him already threatening to flood the place but it also rubbed his cock as he rutted you.

"Oh fuck- thats amazing! I cant- I shit babe!?" Clark didn't wait he immediately began pounding in to the tight quivering body before him.

August chuckled once more before releasing his own belt buckle. Not wanting to let your wails and monas go to waste.

They would work wonders on his cock, offering the sweetest of releases as you screamed onto his cock as he lodged it into your throat.

August was never into men, but he could develop a thing for corrupting this huge perfect man.

For now August would let you and Clark think you were in control of the deal. Let this one final night play out.

But the seed was sewn and before long he knew Superman would return wanting to explore more and more of this little sex dungeon. And then he will strike another deal.

Because August wasn't opposed to making a little compromise to get decent pussy. If he had to share with Supes so be it, it looked like he could teach the kid a thing or two and he would gladly, because he had many more toys to tease you both with~

If things went to plan he'd have not one but two desperate little subs. And he couldn't wait!

#henry cavill #clark kent imagine #august walker x reader #clark kent smut #august walker smut #superman smut #superman imagine

[peterrparrkerr]

Hate sex - read on ao3

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Peter storms into the office with a stomp to his feet and a rage that burns in his veins.

"No, Mr. Parker, I'm free, please, come in," Tony huffs from his spot behind the desk.

Peter slams the papers down on the desk, nearly straining his fingers with the force.

"What the fuck," he demanded, shoving them towards Tony. "I told you Extremis wasn't ready. I told you we shouldn't be doing human testing for at least two more years!"

Tony's slightly amused features settle into something bemused, and it makes Peter's blood boil.

"Thats not your decision, Mr. Parker," he said, shoving the papers back. "Now, you obviously know where the door is, since you almost kicked it down."

Peter snatches the papers up and throws them at the man, letting out a frustrated cry.

"I've been working on this since the beginning!" He snapped. "You hired me. And I'm telling you, its not ready for human testing!"

"Lower your voice, Mr. Parker," Tony demanded, his own tone growing sharp, back straightening as he sets both hands on the desk.

"Fuck you, Stark," Peter growled. He was so mad -he wanted to throw something heavier than the papers. He wanted to hit and break things.

"You're going to put lives at risk! And for what? Because the billions you're sitting on aren't comfortable enough?"

"Thats enough, Peter," Tony snapped, standing up this time. Peter didn't back down. Instead, he straightened his own spine, rounding his shoulders back.

"No," he said, glaring at Tony. "No, you can't put the lives of people in danger just because you're threatened."

Tony's eyes get darker and he stalks around the desk, right for Peter.

"Threatened?" He demands. "You think I'm threatened? Of you?"

Peter can't help but take a small step back when Tony gets too close. Hes so much taller than Peter, and holds an air of power that has most of his employees dropping to their knees.

But Peter's mad -and rightfully so. Hes not going to let Tony scare him into backing down.

"You've always felt threatened by me," Peter said. "I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Mrs. Pots. You don't like that I'm just as smart as you are, and younger than you."

Tony takes a threatening step forward and Peter takes two back. "You're threatened of me, and thats why you're pushing for human testing. Because I said we weren't ready."

"Watch it, Mr. Parker. You're dangerously close to being fired."

Peter knows he should back down now. But he's so fjcking angry. And the threat of being fired just adds fuel to the fire.

"Do it then," he demands. "Fire me and I'll take everything I know about Extremis and take it straight to Oscorp. They've already offered me a job there."

Its the wrong thing to say, because suddenly Tony's got Peter by the throat and is stalking towards the wall, pushing Peter back until his back hits the drywall.

"You're such an egotistical, narcissistic bastard," Peter spits, nearly wheezing with the pressure on his throat.

"And you're a pain in my ass," Tony growled back, eyes nearly black, features hardened to match Peter's.

Peter struggles against the older man's hold, gripping his wrist and tugging. "Let me go!" He demanded, kicking at Tony's shins.

"Calm the fuck down and I will."

"Fuck you!" Peter nearly shouted, doubling his efforts. Tony grunts, and Peter gasps when he's ripped from the wall by his neck and yanked forward.

Tony smears him to the desk and forces Peter to bend over it. He coughs as the airs knocked out of him, and his hands press into the wood to try and push himself up.

The hand on his back stops him.

"Dont forget who you work for, Peter," Tony growled. "I can destroy your whole life with the click of a button."

"You're going to kill people!" Peter barked. Tony's hand leaves Peter's back and he gets off the desk, spinning around.

He doesn't know what came over him, but the smack of skin on skin shocks both of them. Peter's palm burns, and Tony's chin is angled to the side.

The room is silent save for Peter's heavy breathing. It felt good, Peter decides, clenching his fists at his sides and stealing his features. He deserves worse.

Tony turns to look at Peter, death in his eyes, and Peter's heartbeat spikes as he lunges for him.

Only their mouths are pressed together, and Tony's biting down hard on his bottom lip. Enough to hurt.

Peter grunts, eyebrows furrowing before he surges up, biting him back, as hard as he can.

Its frantic after that. The two of them yanking at their clothes, panting into each other's mouths and biting.

Peter's barely got his pants down to his knees before Tony's shoving him back into the desk and lifting his legs up.

Peter drops onto his back, messing up the stacks of papers on the wood surface.

Tony's fumbling frantically with his zipper and Peter quickly grabs his cock, stroking it hard and fast.

Once free, Tony wastes no time in stepping up and pushing in dry.

Peter yelps, lifting his head off the desk. "Fuck!" He snaps. "Jesus fuck!"

Tony leans over Peter, grabbing him by the back of the neck and bending him in half, kissing him roughly as he slams in hilt deep.

Peter groans, biting at the tongue trying to slip into his mouth. Tony retaliated by snapping his hips forward in a brutal, bruising pace.

Its fast and dirty, and Peter makes sure to dig his nails into the skin of Tony's shoulders and back. He wants Tony to suffer. To hurt.

And apparently Tony wants the same for Peter, because he bites down so hard on Peter's lip that he feels the skin break.

"Fuck," Tony grunts, snapping his hips in and out of Peter, the dry friction making Peter's ass hurt.

He wraps his hand around his cock again, fucking into his hand at the same pace Tony's fucking into him, keeping him bent in the fetal position with the hand on the back of his neck, legs hooked over Tony's shoulders.

It ends as quickly as it started. Peter cums first on a wail, body quaking with the pulses of his orgasm.

Tony's not far behind, filling him up with cum and brutally fucking into him until Peter can feel it seeping out, drooling down his crack.

Tony pulls out with a panting breath, releasing Peter's neck and stepping back.

Peter drops back onto the desk, chest heaving and legs hanging over the edge. He stares up at the ceiling, trying to collect himself as Tony zips himself up and runs a hand through his hair.

"I'm going out for coffee," Tony said after a moment to catch his breath. "I don't want to see you when I get back. We'll talk more about the human testing when you've had time to cool off."

And Peter's anger is back, but before he can shout at the man, he's gone, shutting the door behind him, and leaving Peter sprawled naked on his desk with cum leaking out of his ass.

#marvel #tony stark #peter parker #starker #ao3 #my writing #sfsummerbingo21

[miss-mossball]

I wanted to ask about vaniboooo but i have a billion i'd like to ask to pls just answer whichever you like:

1, 6, 9, 12, 13, 22, 35, 36, 50

8D hell yeah Vaniboooooo lets go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank u!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am doing them All so prepare urself for a long post

1. What were their first impressions of one another?

(as kids)

Vanicho: omg ur so pathetic and whiny, aww are you crying?? lmaoooo *stomps his book* (this is how I say I love you)

Bo: *terrified, runs to his mother crying with his poor ruined book*

(Current day)

Vanicho: omg o////o hes so handsome...kind.... so sweet... wow.... he'd just take me in huh?

Bo: ^-^~*charming, unreadable demeanor* (after realizing its Vanicho:....lol are u srs)

6. Do they have any pet names/nicknames for eachother?

They're both pretty professional in what they call eachother, but it's full of affection when they call eachother 'Master Bo' and 'Miss Vanicho'. Technically they're both going by nicknames as the names they identify with anyway, so i think their mutual respect for their names are enough

9. What’s the most difficult thing they’ve been through together?

They're both dealing with a lot of childhood trauma together, whether they mean to or not. Sometimes I think their triggers rub against eachother, others they end up being exactly what the other needs. Vanicho frequently comes to bed to be Bo's cuddle buddy to fend off the nightmares. Bo looks at her. That's overwhelming as it is

in an au probably the hardest current day thing they go through together is Bo's transition into parenthood. I don't often think about Vanibo making it til then because I'm not sure Vanicho's equipped to be a parent(she needs a lot more love before she can give any to someone else..A lot of my ~selfish insecurities~ towards having children goes into her tbh). I don't think she'd ditch him for having kids tho. It'd be rough on them both, but they'll do their best

12. What would they say each other’s worst quality is?

Vanicho: I can't ever read him and it scares me a bit...also I think he kills ppl but thats not a big deal breaker rlly

Bo: Vanicho's worst qualities stem from her insecurities; she's both viciously envious and tries too hard to prove herself

13. What would they say each other’s best quality is?

Vanicho: Bo's extremely good at making someone feel seen and loved and noticed, and bringing out the very best in his compliments -///- most of all tho its how he treats his staff and the lower class, just the pure and genuine kindness for people. Big turn on. also hes a sex god

Bo: how hard working and dedicated she is; he thinks her wool grade should be pure sunshine rather than vanilla tbh (>/////< wtf bo waaaaa)

22. Do they ever share clothes?

the female and male size difference between Aretieans makes it difficult to share clothes, much the same goes for Bo and Vanicho. I think she's def borrowed shirts from him tho

(extra lore note: because of the greatly varied sizes in this world: everything worn is tailored to you, which is how you get those very themed and specific outfits. It's not a thing to go and buy clothes from a shop, you get fitted for them. The same is especially true for shoes because everyone's hooves are different and require different sizes :v So in short, the more outfits u have, the richer u obviously are. Bo is not very frivolous in this way, he'd rather his maids are well-dressed and cared for)

35. What moment did they realise that they were in love?

Vanicho's always been in love with Bo. It's in the back of his head but he's in denial, and probably doesn't realize it til she's gone (or has a very satisfying breakthrough in an au)

36. How long have they been friends? Would they consider each other best friends?

They were childhood....friends. But since they're both going by new names/living a totally different life now, neither knew it was the other for a long long time. With the way that Bo is, they're lovers before friends.

50. Is there anything that scares them about their friendship/relationship?

I think they're both scared of real intimacy :v Honesly their relationship is almost a child's version of what a relationship should be. "I tell him I love him", "I compliment her." "We do the couple things(we fuck)". But Bo very much sees Vanicho as His Thing and Vanicho very much likes being His Thing. They're both most comfortable with this unequal gap between them.

Vanicho has a lot of my at-first relationship feelings. "I'd be happy if I served and adored him and he didn't look at me Too Much, and if he never returned the same favors". Not to say that Bo doesn't return these things, but Vanicho does a lottttt of fawning, and its comfortable and easy for her. No risk of disappointment because she won't ask for anything. Her biggest fear is asking for affection or dedication to her and being told no, she hasn't earned it

I think Bo is scared of loosing her. I can't say for sure what all his sexual trauma's done to him, there are probably layers and layers of complexity there. I can see that he puts a lot of pressure on himself to perform well. He's incredibly private in the once-a-year breakdown too. I think his biggest fear would probably be Vanicho witnessing him at his worst and something happening to her as a result, either her leaving or being taken from him

They think theres a comfortable master-servant divide between them but they're a lot more equal than they realize

If they had that breakthrough and started having an Adult relationship where they're consciously choosing every day to stay, to love, then maybe theyd have enough courage to say, "Please stay with me, forever."

#vanibo #bo x vanicho #bo the sheep #vanicho #aretieans #rou's amazing ocs #my ocs #<3<3<3<3< #i have many many dokis for them >///<

[zutaraplatter]

Avatar: The Last Airbender Critique

There are already a million of posts like this one, and I might be saying things that’ve already been said a million times but I’ve recently become reheated about the ATLA ending and wanted to let it out -_- No one asked, this is true, and this may or may not be a way to stall from this final project I still have to complete, but here’s 10 things I didn't like and/or would change about the show that likely shouldn’t need changing because they should have been done in the first place.

1. Katara should have apologized to Sokka after TSR

It should have happened and it didn't. In my canon-avoiding mind, Katara and Sokka have a heartfelt conversation where she apologizes for the awful things she said, Sokka says he forgives her and he's sorry if he wasn't as there for her as much as he should have been, which he follows up with "but I'm happy you listened to Aang and took his advice," leading into my next point

2. Katara should have said that not killing Yon Rha was her choice

And thats why it was the right one. Not because Aang already said it was wrong. No no. It was the right choice because that's what she chose. I love my mom to death and can't imagine losing her in any way, let alone the way Katara did. And I can't say for sure that if I was in her shoes that I know what I would have done f that yes I do I would have killed that motherfucker. But I also know that if Katara decided not to kill him, then that was one of two correct choices because they were Katara's choices to make. Not Aang's or anyone else's and this should have been clarified. I know it's a kids show but I said what I said. Next point.

3. Katara should have said more after telling Aang she was unsure at the Ember Island Players

Katara hasn't had any trouble saying how she feels, especially when it comes to helping others and making them feel better, whether she was right or wrong. But she holds back or overly softens blows and seems to even shrivel up at times when it comes to Aang. And me no likey. I had a boyfriend who I adored and admired and just genuinely looked up to. I'm also a shy and anxious person who hates confrontation, but because I loved him, I never refrained from telling him when he was wrong. I might have been a little shaky about it but I did it tho because when you want to be with someone you walk through the grass and stomp through the mud. And I personally feel like either in that moment or later on in an added scene that Katara should have voiced to Aang how unheard and disrespected she felt about his words before TSR and his actions on the balcony. I hate being uncomfortable and my secondhand embarrassment is toxic but I would love to see a scene of this. I always imagined Katara saying stuff like "But I'm not you Aang, and I'm not an Air Nomad," or "Zuko could understand why I needed to go, and I'd hoped you would too," or...I'm out of ideas but you get the idea. And you know what, I know I'm a hard Zutara shipper, but them having this conversation would honestly make me respect their relationship a whole lot more should it be believably written to end on a good note (I don't see how it could be but hey I'm an open minded person and I did think they were cute together once upon a time). Basically, all I'm saying is that Katara is no small voice and she should have been written that way when with Aang. Boyfriends can make you shy but should never make you weak. Period. Next point.

4. No rock! ONLY GROWTH!!!!!!!!!!!

I still squint my eyes whenever I remember that rock that unblocked Aang's chakra. What even was that? The laziest writing possible in my opinion. That's what. And Aang deserved better. What should have happened should have been that Aang started to lose to Ozai. And then as Ozai's about to deliver the finishing blow, Aang has flashbacks of everyone he's trying to save and honor, ending with a very prominent flashback of Katara with the guru's disembodied voice reminding Aang to let go of his attachments to become all he needs to be...then BOOM! Baby boy is back on his feet, chakra unblocked, he kicks Ozai's ass, I'm crying hysterically on the floor, as are the rest of us, and he wins. Then at the end of the series, instead of a kiss, he gives Katara an apology. She accepts, everyone else comes to join them on the balcony, cinematic group hug, camera pan into the sun. I don't know lol. Basically what I'm saying is that Aang did not deserve some deus ex machina. He deserved to grow and become his best self like everyone else got to.

5. Aang should have heard differently in The Storm

Katara is a very fate-minded person and this is when I saw potential for her to become a toxic character in regards to Aang. When he admits that he ran away from home 100 years ago, Katara tells him that that was basically a good thing because he was meant to be here and now. Like...no? What Aang did, though understandable for someone so young, was still wrong. Yes he would have maybe been killed but I'm like 10000000% sure they had a plan to protect and evacuate the literal avatar. And what was technically "meant to be" was a new avatar. But hey, what's done is done and kicking Aang while he's down is a no-no in this household. But that doesn't change the fact that Aang needed and deserved honesty. Maybe the fisherman could have said this, I don't know, but I feel like Aang should have been told by someone that although running away was wrong, it's a blessing he and Appa were able to survive and be able to help save the world now with his amazing friends found-family. Maybe this is too harsh, and maybe even outright wrong, but I felt like Aang deserved a truer answer here to support and comfort him.

6. MAILEE!!!!

Do I even need to go into detail?

7. Spiritual sigh*

Don't make me go into detail -_- I will say though that although Aang and Katara are both amazing individuals capable of earth shattering things, they were not a healthy fit for one another. This is evident in the original series and especially in their children from LOK. They both deserved the best but better than one another.

8. ZUTARAAAAAAA

This is a Zutara blog you KNEW this was coming, as it should. There's just too much. There's too damn much. I would give a real paragraph to this too, but, I mean, there's already so much proving that this was the pair. Fics, metas, rants, this site. Scroll through my blog or any of the ATLA related blogs I follow and...dude. These two were meant to be together and I'll mourn the narrative brilliance WASTED for no good reason every day for the rest of my life. No reason these two shouldn't be married with three kids. sob. I will take this part to say thank you to the amazing fic writers that gave Katara, Zuko, Mai, and Aang what they deserved that the writers didn't have the guts to give them themselves. Next point tho.

9. AANG AND ONJI

Good God almighty. Why not this? WHY NOT THIS? I'm putting on my bullet proof vest and I'm going to say this; Aanji is cuter than Zutara. Now before you scorn me or whatever, let me explain. Zutara for me is like steak. No. Chicken parmesan. I like chicken parmesan better. The point though is that Zutara is savory. You know? I don't see them as cute, I see them as Obviously. Aanji on the other hand is like a bag of my favorite candy. They are like a brownie. A cookie. Girl Scout Samoas!...I don't know what words are anymore. This post got way out of hand. I guess what I'm saying is that for Zutara, I scream, but for Aanji, I squeal. I hope that makes sense. But here's the main point I want to make. Onji never knew who Aang really was. And Aang was always, at his core, himself. She very obviously had a crush on Aang for his personality and that was crazy cute and frankly preferable to Katara's "I...guess he is." (you know exactly what I'm talking about) Anyway, I kept wanting more of them together. I wish all the time that we'd gotten to see her again, with a more fleshed out character and all. And in the way that I imagine the show should have gone, she could have been the perfect love interest for Aang, during this episode or way later, even in the comics! Another WASTED opportunity for greatness and I will, again, never recover T-T

10. Iroh get your ass back here

Maybe this is a misguided critique but I hated that Iroh just left Zuko alone in the fire nation at the end of the series. Baby was in trouble in every sense of the word and Iroh was just like "See ya! You got this nephew." I'm expected to believe that? I'm expected to accept that? No no no. He should have at least stayed for a few years to help Zuko stay upright and, you know, alive. And by "upright" I don't mean "good." I just mean been there to support him because Lord knows he needed it, at least in the beginning of his reign. It was cute that Iroh was able to settle down with his own teashop after all those years of violence and mourning and running and this and that. I was more than happy for him for being able to have that peace finally. But I still think it could have waited a little while longer so he could support Zuko.

That's it I guess. I know not everything I've said makes the most sense in one way or another, but I enjoyed putting it together all the same. Thank you for reading and have a great day. I'll go finish my final now.

(Edited for a typo)

#zutara #katara #aang #aanji #avatar the last airbender #uncle iroh #onji #on ji #Im wasting more time with these tags #avatar the last airbender critique #avatar critique #mai #avatar mai #ty lee #avatar ty lee #tylee #avatar tylee #the southern raiders

[nadisabug]

Thinking of You

Pairing: Giyuu Tomioka x reader

Warnings: swears, Giyuu would say fuck fight me on this, blunt Giyuu, oblivious reader, very oblivious, one wound thats pretty bad but it turns out okay i promise!

Summary: You’re on a mission with your new partner when he sustains an injury for an unbelievable reason.

A/N: ahhh thank you!!! that means so much to me!! I am so insecure about my writing but I am glad you like it!!!! also this was such a cute prompt I loved writing for it. I know there’s a lot of bad stuff going on in the news right now but hopefully this takes your mind off of it for even just a second <3 ily and enjoy! 

EDIT: also all the credit for the prompt to @missmorosis​!!!! thank you for the amazing prompts!!!!!!!!

Demon Slayer Masterlist

With a well placed swing of my sword, I decapitated the demon in one blow. The move was only possible thanks to my partner for this mission, Giyuu, but I was the one who finished her off. 

We had been fighting this demon for quite some time, and spent even longer tracking her. She was very elusive. But now that she was gone, the village had no more worries. 

I flicked my sword to clean it, then sheathed it at my side. I turned to Giyuu, smiling at him, but he didn’t smile back. Quite normal behavior from him, until he went and collapsed to the ground.

“Giyuu!” I yelled and rushed to his side. I looked him over and found out that his thigh had an incredibly deep cut, mostly likely from the demon’s claws. I immediately put pressure on it, pressing my hands to his thigh. “How did this happen?” I cried, feeling extremely guilty. We were supposed to be a team that helped each other and here my teammate was, bleeding out on the ground. “You were fine a second ago, what happened?”

“Fuck,” Giyuu muttered, propping himself up on his arms. He scooted back so that his back was against a nearby tree and I followed him, applying pressure all the while. When it was clear that Giyuu had nothing more to say, I got to work on his leg. 

I pulled his hands over to apply pressure while I rolled up his pant leg. I took off my kimono and began to shred it. I was left in nothing but a thin tank top and pants, but I had bigger worries than that right now. The cut was pretty deep, and was steadily leaking blood. I had literally no tools at my disposal to stop the bleeding other than my shredded kimono. I placed wads of it at the cut and then tied them tightly. I waited a second to see if the pressure stopped the bleeding, but when a crimson red began to stain the fabric of my kimono, I knew otherwise. 

“Shit!” I quickly pulled out another strip and started to make a tourniquet out of it. It was a risky last ditch move, but judging from Giyuu’s face, he couldn’t stand to lose much more blood. I secured the tourniquet quickly, effectively stopping the blood flow to his leg. “Okay, okay, okay,” I muttered like a mad man and stood up. I held out my arms for Giyuu to take, which he did, albeit groggily. “The town is five minutes away, we should be able to get you to a doctor in time to cauterize the wound so you don’t lose your leg.”

The sentence sent my stomach askew. How could this have happened? He was a Hashira for goodness sake, how did he sustain such a serious wound? I couldn’t remember him diving in or anything, but maybe that was the problem. I wasn’t focusing enough on my partner and know here we were. 

I hauled Giyuu up, pulling his injured right side to my left. I wrapped his right arm around my shoulders and began to pull him along. He was heavy, I would admit, built entirely of muscle he probably trained years to get. 

I was relatively new Slayer, still on watch from the higher ups. That’s why I had to take a partner on this mission, to make sure I could handle it on my own. I was surprised when Giyuu volunteered to go with me, seeing as we haven’t talked much. It was also a bit hard for me seeing that I had this huge crush on him. It was always hard for me to focus around him, so that may have been part of the issue.

So in all, if it wasn’t for me being so new and an absolutely terrible partner, Giyuu wouldn’t be in danger of losing his leg. 

“I,” I stammered then steeled myself for what I was going to say. “I’m sorry, this is all my fault.”

“Yeah,” Giyuu lifted up his head to meet me with those serious eyes. “It is.”

Wow. Way to make me feel better. 

“If I could just stop thinking about you, I wouldn’t have been so distracted-”

Wait. What? 

“You- you think about me?” That was the only thing that could come out of my mouth at that moment. I was so taken aback by his blatant confession that I didn’t know what else to say. 

Still staring into my eyes, he responded. “Well, duh. 24/7.”

I didn’t know what to say. He seemed so... serious. Not that Giyuu was the joking type it was just... he meant it. He really just told me he thought about me 24/7 and thought nothing of it. Nothing at all. It couldn’t be in a romantic way, could it?

I stomped that thought out immediately. It had to be the blood loss. 

“No you don’t,” I scoffed and looked away. I picked up my pace, dragging him a little further. 

“Yeah, I do. I think about you smiling or your hair-” he stopped to reach out and touch my hair. “So soft...”

Okay, it was the blood loss. 

“I was so worried you would get hurt that I made a mistake, honestly quite stupid.” 

“You were... worried about me?” I asked and glanced over to him. I looked back at the forest before us after, noting that it was thinning out. I could almost see the village from here. 

“I always worry about you,” he responded factually. He scrunched his nose up, “It scares me when you fight, and nothing usually scares me.”

He was delusional. He had to be. There was no other explanation. 

“No way,” I said more to myself than to him. “You’re lying.”

“Really, Y/n? I’m lying?” He scoffed. “Maybe I’m being a bit open, but I am not a liar.”

“Okay then tell me later when you’re not delusional from blood loss, okay?”

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

We lapsed into silence after that, hobbling to the town. Once we got there, the townsfolk immediately welcomed us in and gave Giyuu medical treatment. Luckily, because the town was so close, Giyuu did not lose his leg and ended up being fine. I ended up taking him to the Butterfly house to recuperate, the whole way we did not speak. I dropped him off and left soon after, called on another mission. 

It was months before we saw each other again, and I had forgotten about our promise in the forest all that time ago. I was at the Butterfly house on business when he approached me in a hallway. I was just heading to bed when he pulled me to the side and spoke to me. 

“Y/n,” he called. I stopped and let him catch up until we were face to face. The hallway was dim, the only light from a few small windows letting in the moonlight. 

“Giyuu. How’s the leg?” I asked, a pang of guilt hitting me. 

“Better.” 

The tension between us was thick, permeating the air and making it feel stale warm.

“I thought about you everyday,” he whispered softly. “Everyday. I was so worried about you, if you were going to be okay without me.”

“Liar,” I whispered back. 

He took a step forward, looming over me. “Am I?” 

I stared at him until I couldn’t take it anymore. I looked to the ground and took a step back, my face hot. “Okay well, so what if you’re not lying I’m not sure what you’re trying to accomplish here.”

Giyuu laughed. “And Mitsuri says I am dense.” He took another step forward and lightly took my chin and angled it upwards. “I like you. Do you like me?” He said bluntly. 

Absolutely speechless, I just nodded. In response, Giyuu smiled. The sight filled my heart with warmth. 

And then he leaned down and kissed me.

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[glassartpeasants]

You Look Happier

Shigaraki x F!Reader x Overhaul

Warnings: Angst, toxic relationships, cheating

~~~

You sit on your boyfriends bed as a sigh escapes your lips. It’s been like this for as long as you could remember. You, sitting on the edge of his bed while he sat at his computer utterly ignoring your existence. You knew deep down he loved you, at least that’s what you hoped.

It felt like the same thing over and over and over again. You feel ignored and you go to ask your boyfriend for some time together then he just ends up yelling at you for making him die. It was a process that always repeats itself.

But no matter how much it pissed you off you always stayed. Why because to you, he was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. But you slowly were beginning to think he didn’t feel the same.

“Hey um, Tomura?” You asked as you gently tapped his shoulder which resulted in him slapping your arm away.

“What?” He said in a irritated tone.

“I was just wondering what you wanted for dinner...” You said quietly.

“McDonalds.”

“But, you ate that last night. Can i make you something a bit more healthier at least?” 

“You asked what i wanted and i said McDonalds.”

“Oh o-okay...” You voice sounding like a scolded puppy. You turn away and walk out to your car and turn the key.

~~~

Once you had gotten McDonalds you walk out of the store and go to your car...only to find it’s gone.

“W-what happened to my car?!” You gasped. Looking around to see no trace of it.

“I guess thats what i get for leaving the door unlocked...” You sigh as you felt tears prick against the corners of your eyes.

You begin moving your feet towards you home as tears stream down your face. First your boyfriend ignores you, then was being an asshole and now you’re car was stolen.

~~~

You could see your house from where you stood. After an hour of walking you made it home in no time. You sigh in relief before you felt a gun being pushed against your back.

“Give me all your money or i blow a hole through your damn chest.” More tears was coming out of your eyes.

“I-I dont have any money...it was stolen along with my car...” You’ve been to McDonalds so many times that you know the exact price of your boyfriends favorite food by heart. Thats why you only took some money from your wallet and left the rest in the car.

“Bullshit! You have McDonalds in your hands. I’m gonna say it one more time give me the money or I’ll-AHH!” A liquid hit your back and the feeling of the gun was no more. You turn around and saw a puddle of blood and a man with a plague mask next to it.

“Disgusting honestly-”

“Thank you so much sir!” You cried as you dropped to your knees. you held the fabric of your jeans in your hands as the McDonalds splatter all over the ground.

“Why didn’t you use your quirk? Everyone-”

“I don’t have one. So i guess you could say i was born unlucky.” You laughed trying to stop your tears.

“Quirkless eh? People go after you guys all the time since you have nobody to protect you.”

“I have a boyfriend but..he doesn’t seem to care about making me safe i guess,” You chuckle but your tears keep streaming as you look up at your savior.

“That’s unfortunate.” He looked down at you before scrubbing his arm.

“Not a fan of germs I see?” You smile up at him.

“No.”

“Well i guess im not a fan of germs myself haha..” You get up and look at him smiling even through your tears.

“Ah i see.” You only giggle making him raise an eyebrow before you hear your ringtone that you set for your boyfriend. You laugh nervously before picking up the call and the first thing you were greeted by was yelling.

“Where the hell are you?!” You boyfriend screeched.

“I’m s-sorry. My car got stolen and i had to walk back.” You said facing away from the man that saved you not seeing him furrow his brows.

“Well it’s probably cold now!”

“I’m sorry, I’ll try harder next time...I love yo-” Your boyfriend hung up the phone before you could finish.

“I’m sorry you had to see that sir, it’s best i be going now.” You said grabbing the McDonalds and throwing it away.

“Here.” You turn around and saw him holding a piece of paper. You grab and see a number on it.

“Thank-” You look around and see the once mysterious man disappear. Even if he was gone you couldn’t help the smile on your face. Maybe you would actually have a friend that didn’t ditch you after you got a boyfriend.

~~~

“Hey...I’m back...” You said opening the door to your apartment only to hear rough moaning coming from your you and your boyfriends shared bedroom.

You tip toe towards your room and put your ear towards the door only for a blood consuming sadness washed over you.

“I can’t wait to meet you next week! All this online sex is getting boring.” A feminine voice rang. 

“Yeah just gotta make sure my girlfriend wont suspect anything.” Thats when you lost your shit. You kicked open the door and stomped your feet all the way over to your shitty boyfriend.

“Get.The.Fuck.Out.” You said grabbing him by his collar and yanking him out of his chair and turning his computer off. 

���You look so much happier with her! Go be her boyfriend for all I care! I’m sick and tired of doing everything for you only to be treating like crap. Tell me Shigaraki Tomura, did you ever love me.”

“W-what?”

“YOU FUCKING HEARD ME!” You screamed at him, tears rushing down your eyes and onto the hardwood floor. Making a tiny puddle.

“I did...”

“Then why?” You said as you felt your entire world start to crash around you. 

“...”

“I can’t believe i even wanted to marry you! Have kids with you! I can’t believe i even thought a selfish prick like yourself was capable of love!” Shigaraki’s eyes widened. He was at a lost for words. You wanted to be together forever. You wanted to start a family with him. And now because he was so closed off and refused to believe you truly loved him he ruined it. He was so stubborn and in denial that you truly loved him he destroyed the only person who would have cared for him in his darkest days.

“I’m giving you 2 hours to get your shit and leave. Stay here any later and im calling the cops.” You said before walking out of your bedroom and going to the kitchen.

~~~

2 hours were almost up and Shigaraki had all his stuff packed. Everything he owned was out the door except for a necklace that you had given him for his birthday. It had a picture of you and him in it. He shivered as he remembered the day you took it.

He stepped out of the bedroom and went to go to the front door where he saw you in the kitchen. Tears whelmed up in his eyes before turning around to leave.

“I paid for that locket. Leave it here or destroy it.” He froze in place. Did you really mean it? Couldn’t he have just one memory of a good time you both had?

“You don’t deserve to remember me.” Shigaraki started to shake as he held onto the locket tighter. He held on it like his life depended on it before he felt it slip through his grasp. He turned around only to see you holing the chain in your hand as the locket dangled in front of him.

“Please give it back...” His voice sounding so weak and vulnerable. His heart pounded in his chest before stopping as he saw you throw the locket to the ground and stepping on it making the locket break to the point of no return.

“There I did it for you.” You said before grabbing the back of his shirt and tossing him out of the door and shutting it. Making sure he heard you turning the lock.

~~~

1 year later

Your laughter was music to the mans ears. Ever since he met you on that day where he saved you from being robbed he couldn’t get you out of his mind.

After he heard about your breakup he swooped in and immediately was your shoulder to cry on. He didn’t know what it was about you. You were just his everything after he met you. Pretty much to the point where it annoyed him.

“You jacket looks cleaner today, did you wash it?” Boom there it was. Everything you said and did always made him fall deeper in love. 

“Why I did thank you for noticing, by the way, I have a meeting tomorrow with someone and i was wondering if you would like to accompany me?”

“Of course! I would do anything for you Kai!” You said smiling as you wrapped your fingers in his gloved hand before brushing your cheek into his sleeve.

“You know you look so much happier then you did when i first met you.”

“Well before then I didn’t have you!” You giggle before planting a kiss on his mask making him blush a bit. You never kissed him on his skin only on his mask. Which he greatly appreciated but he did want to feel your lips on his once.

~~~

You and your boyfriend sat on the couch while you heard footsteps coming closer to the door. You scoot closer towards your now boyfriend and intertwined his gloved finger with yours. Making him hold your hand tighter.

“Right this way.”

“Fine whatev-” Silence. There stood your ex boyfriend Tomura Shigaraki. He looked so much different. Your once happy face slowly dropped to a emotionless one. No noise was made as Shigaraki made his way to his seat.

“Now Shigaraki lets talk.”

Overhauls voice meant nothing to him. All he could do was stare at you behind father. And you knew he was staring at you too. He couldn’t believe it. His ex girlfriend, the one who he let get away, was with Overhaul.

What hurt the worse is that while shigaraki was in Overhauls office he noticed all sorts of pictures of you two together. Smiling and happy with one another.

When was the last time you smiled at him like that?

“Shigaraki! Are you even listening?” Overhauls voice dragged him out of his thoughts.

“Yes.”

“Good, now I have a question for you.”

“What?”

“Why are you staring at my girlfriend?”

“Because she looks happier.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“I think you know...” 

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HC: Y/N Wears a Revealing Version of their S/O’s hero suit

God it’s been so long since I’ve done headcannons, I miss them so much! These I’m going to keep tame, cause I don’t want them to be toooo spicy!

Also, I didnt iclude Shindo and Shinso, sorry! I realized rather quickly how long these got and didnt want to bog down this post, hope thats okay!

Pairings: Mirio x reader, Tamaki x reader, Bakugo x reader, Kaminari x reader (all characters aged to 18+)

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Mirio

It would be a disgrace if I didn’t use this pic

So you had been invited to a photo shoot for a pretty high end boutique to be one of the models

Were you stoked that this extremely prestigious brand wanted you on their front cover? Yes. Were you terrified as hell? Also a fat yes.

Mirio, being the adorable boyfriend he is, was hyping you up for it

“Your going to be amazing sunshine! Ya never know until you try, ya know?”

Even with him being your support, you still felt extremely self conscious

“I don’t know...I’m not a model, I don’t think I can do it-“

“Don’t talk so negatively like that babe! What if I came with you, would that calm your nerves some?”

Your practically melted into him, giving him the biggest hug everrrr

“Oh my god would you? That would make me feel so much better-“

“Of course babe! Wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it!”

So the day of, you came into the photo shoot fresh faced and pale as hell from nerves

They seperated you from Mirio, taking you to the makeup area and clothing area

You entered a room lined with extremely bright makeup stands and racks of clothing, your area in a small corner to the right with a mannequin wearing a certain set of clothes

You finally realized what you were actually modeling-and your mouth dropped

No wonder the asked you to model, being Mirio’s girlfriend-it was a sexy version of his hero suit

It was a skin tight leotard, the number “1000000” scrawled against your chest, a thick red cape draping against the back

Lemon colored glasses and thigh high blue boots completed the look, a huge gulp reverberating from your throat-

How the hell were you going to pull this off? In front of your boyfriend no less-

You pain stakingly got your makeup done and your hair, your strands pooled up like Mirio’s hair in the front and the rest cascading in bed head curls

You finally got the skin tight costume on, looking at yourself in the mirror-you felt nervous but-strangely calm-you didn’t look half bad, actually

A small smile graced your face as you walked out, your heels clicking against the floors as you walked into the photo shoot room

Now the question was where was your-

“Hey sunshine! Whoa, that get up looks great, looks pretty similar to something I wear dontcha think?” He was totally teasing you, his tone playful as he leaned into your blushing face

Suddenly your bravery was gone and you were a nervous wreck-your boyfriend was looking at you with hungry eyes, his orbs gazing over every exposed curve

“Mirio, you don’t have to look at me like that-“ you whined, feeling your cheeks burn bright red

“But I want to look at you like this babe,” he smiled, his voice dropping as he licked his lips- “you look absolutely delicious dressed up like that.”

Tamaki

“Oh cmon Tamaki, please come with us!” You pleaded with your nervous boyfriend, his brows furrowed in fear

It was the middle of October, and you and Neijire were planning to go to an early Halloween party in the middle of town

“I-I wish I could go bunny, I really do, it’s just-“

Tamaki was fiddling with is hands, his inky black hair cascading over his distraught face

He would love to go with you, but the thought of people, and dancing, and dressing up, and oh god what if they made fun of his costume-

You placed a kiss on your boyfriend’s cheek, sending him a reassuring smile

“No worries, Tama, I get it-just stay home and chill, I’ll make sure to come home a little early,”

“Oh-okay,” he obliged, watching you go into the bathroom to get ready

Tanaka decided to do exactly what you asked him to do-he watched some TV, ate some food, anything to calm his nerves as you got ready

After an hour or so, you emerged from the bathroom, walking into the kitchen in your full get up

Your hair was straight, see through yellow glasses covering your eyes. You wore a black leotard, the fabric hugging your curves as a beige cape draped around your thighs. Two purple belt laid against your hips, drawing attention to your plush thighs as your boots clicked around the apartment

Poor Tamaki practically choked on his cereal when you walked in-when you said you were wearing a costume, you didn’t tell him it was his hero suit!

Tamaki walked over a blush erupting over his face, “Y-y/n? W-what are you-wearing?”

You spin around, guilt pooling in your stomach as your eyes met your boyfriends flustered gaze

“I’m sorry Tamaki I should have told you! The party is “hero” themed, so I thought the best suit to wear was yours-do you...want me to take it off?”

Tamaki vigorously shook his head, his cheeks a fiery red

“N-no! Please don’t! Honestly, that’s the last thing I want...” he stuttered his shaking hands resting on your hips and pulling you gently to his chest

You had never seen Tamaki so bold-your eyes widened, your hands placed against his chest

“-but I don’t think you should go to that party tonight”

Bakugo

You ran over to Bakugo, your phone screen containing a pic of a cosplayer dressed up in full Bakugo hero suit, gauntlets and all

You legit shoved it into your boyfriends face, your face beaming- “look how cool this costume is!”

“Tch-Only I can wear my hero suit as well as me,” Bakugo scoffed, going back to eating his ramen

You looked at him distraught and disbelief- “Cmon, Bakugo, you had to admit it’s pretty cool-“

“Cool? He’s a fucking wierd ass nerd, making my hero suit...” Bakugo said under his breath, his eyes now glaring at his phone screen

You placed your hands on your hips- “So if I wore your hero suit, I would be ‘wierd ass nerd’?”

Bakugo chuckled harshly- “Yeah-but you couldn’t wear it, like I said, I’m the only one who can pull it off-“

Ha-if that fucker wanted to play, then you were here to win

You slammed your hands down on the table, your arms encasing a surprised Bakugo in between your arms

You gave him a wicked grin, making Bakugo’s crimson eyes wide with surprise-“Bet bitch.”

Y’all are so mean to each other 😳

You stomped out of the room, your mind now reeling-you had ZERO idea how to make his costume...

You quickly made a call to Mina and Momo, telling them about your predicament-Mina would help you design, and Momo would help make the materials

Both were extremely open to helping you, especially Mina-any attempt to destroy Bakugo’s overly high ego, she was down to do!

But she had a twist to your intial plan- “what if you did a sexy version of him! That’d show him!”

You weren’t exactly sure how that would do anything, but eh why not-if you could make him even more mad, this was the way to do it

Momo was hesitant to make such a lewd outfit, but you quickly reminded her of her revealing hero outfit

-she quickly agreed after that

Mina designed the “suit”-honestly it was just a bra with two orange X’s, bootie shorts with a grenade belt, and green ribbon connecting to the black thigh high boots

You complained to Mina about how uncomfortable the high heel was, which she responded with “Beauty is pain!”

You fought the urge to roll your eyes

How would Bakugo’s suit be complete without the gauntlets! You three had the hardest time with that-deifnitely spent a whole day watching 3 hours worth of cosplay tutorials to make those damn things

But after many hours of snacking, hot glue guns, and screams of annoyance, you three FINALLY had the costume finished-and you couldn’t be happier! It honestly made you feel so cool and powerful...especially those gauntlets-

no wonder why he wore the clunky things, they honestly were fun to wear

You decided to wear the outfit before Bakugo came home one day, your face smug as you waited for him to enter your shared apartment

You finally heard the click of the door, Bakugo wearing his usual baggy pants and shirt he wore when he came home, his shoulder holding his duffel bag full of things

“-Hey”, he welcomed you gruffily, not even noticing your attire

“Hey yourself-“ you replied, a shit eating grin on your face as you walked over to him.

He still wasn’t looking, too busy rummaging through his bag- “Am I still a wierd ass nerd?”

Bakugo looked up, and holy shit was he in for a sight

When you said you would make his hero suit, he didn’t take it that seriosuly- you? Make his suit? Psh like that’d happen

BUT IT HAPPENED

You looked-really good in it too-he deifnitely was appreciating the extra skin that was involved 😳

You smirked at his obvious surprise, his cheeks a fiery red as you did a small spin in the suit- “How does it look?”

Suddenly you felt pressure against your wrists from Bakugo’s hands, your back now against the wall as Bakugo drank you in with his piercing red eyes

Now it was your turn to be surprised-cause crap you didn’t expect that to happen

He was now in control of the situation and he knew it-he gave you a shit eating grin, making your blood feel incredibly warm

“-it looks decent...but I think it would be better on the floor”

Kaminari

“Mina no, I’m not-“

You were in shock, flabbergasted, confused-when did they have a intimates based off of hero suits?

AND WHY THE HELL DID THEY HAVE YOUR BOYFRIENDS SUIT

“MINA YES!” she squealed, giggling as she pulled your size out of the rack

The little outfit was pretty revealing- all it was was a white lacy bralette, with a short black jacket with white lighnting bolt decal and a short black leather skirt to match

It was honestly not your thing-it also just felt wierd to wear something like this-

“Your buying it and that’s that-you needed neccesities and this-“ she shook the outfit in your face, “is a necessity!”

The girl seriosuly shouldn’t be allowed to spend money-she stuffed the outfit in her full bag of clothes, bouncing over to the register as you followed her from behind

“I needed bras Mina, not lingerie!”

Yeah she didn’t listen

You finally got home, trying on your new outfits from your shopping spree when you fell upon the set shoved in your shopping bag

The little pink sneak

You pulled it out-it wouldn’t hurt to try it on, she did buy it for you...

You quickly got into it, admiring your body in the mirror-it was tight alright, but kinda cute in ...the skirt accentuated your legs, the bra was decently comfy, and the jacket pulled the whole thing together and made it a pretty cool yet revealing outfit

Just as you were testing out how much movement you had in the leather jacket,you heard the door open to the bedroom you and your boyfriend shared

“Hey babe, do we have any more toilet-“ Kamianri waltzed in, unknowingly oblivious to the scene before him, until he laid eyes on you

You never thought you saw the man blush harder-his eyes were wide with shock, his cheeks a hot shade of red as sparks of electricity flashed around his body

He obviously didn’t know how to react, and in his flusteredness, he somehow slipped on the floor, landing with a hard thud

“Denki!” You yelled out, scrambling to your ditzy boyfriend, “you okay?”

Kaminari gazed up at you, and holy crap he felt blessed- he had a full view of your exposed cleavage, a grin growing on his face as blood tricked down from his nose

“Oh no, Kami, you got a bloody nose-“ you scrambled to get him a towel, kneeling down to place it against his nose

He quickly swiped the blood away, his hands instead pinning yours against your back

“-Dont worry about that,” he grinned, his eyes a dangerous shade of yellow, “let’s worry about you babygirl...and where you got that little get up,”

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