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redrocketpanda · 1 year

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My KRBK time-skip fic I've been brewing for the past several months has been calling to me so strongly that I've given up trying to resist its temptation and begun to more consciously think about it

It's so sadly hilarious to me that going into it I was like: I wanna do canon divergent bc I want to explore post-war Japan and the relationship between KRBK 15 years into the future, and what I think that scenario looks like but then also became immediately panicky over like... imagining it wrong or some shit??? Idk

Like it's taken my friend reminding me, hey, there is no wrong. You are the author and what you say goes. This is your KRBK, your MHA universe, your Japan, your story...

And I both needed to hear that and also aaahhhhh

#idk canon divergence is just so scary to me but its okay cause we're learning and growing all the time #also hope you like pain cause its gonna be an emotion banger #krbk #kirishima #bakugou #kiribaku #mha #mha fic #bnha #sooooo this is mine now i guess

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pacificgasandelectric · 6 months

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hanging out in this server i'm in is wild to me bc it's a generally very. wholesome place. and there Are dedicated channels for nsfw and there's a Single "dark nsfw" channel that pretty much only hosts stuff like "what if it was TECHNICALLY dubcon but nobody involved was actually forced into doing anything they felt genuinely uncomfortable with" and i'm over here like. what if a character restrained and lobotomized their captive, who was horrified the whole time. what if i invent an abortifacient herb so one character can induce a miscarriage on another in secret, and then accuse them of "not caring about their baby enough" to not lose it. what if there was adoptive incest On Top Of the blood-relative incest. what if i invented ways to violate autonomy using magic or technology that you literally can't do in real life. would that be cool or what

#mine #idk i mean i don't want to judge ppl for not having my taste in fiction #but god damn. the stuff that gets classed as 'dark' in here when it's literally like #the most milquetoast version of 'you could technically consider it dubcon in that it's impossible to consent within that power dynamic'#i guess the thing i'm judging is ppl being like 'ah here's my Dark Stuff' when there's a general sense that Actually Dark Stuff #would get me extremely judgy treatment bc it verges too close to 'apologism'#personally i have no plans to get over when one of the fucking mods said they were uncomfortable with another person in the fandom's #'[incest ship] apologism' bc as we all know. incest ships that are Made Up are things you can be an apologist about In Real Life #which i can only presume is like. talking about them without going 'i'm sooooo sorry i enjoy this i know it's Bad and would be Bad irl'#anyways i'll stop talking to myself now i guess #just feels kinda meh that this space that's very much like. 'we want people to not worry about prejudice in fandom'#is still very susceptible to like. overt judginess abt stuff that Isn't gender and sexuality

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hwashotcheeto · 4 months

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𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝑴𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 (5)

Best Friend's Mother Masterlist

Chapter: Five

Milf!Park Seonghwa X gn!reader

Summary: After nearly getting caught by Wooyoung after your "date", you and Seonghwa know you have to talk with him about how he set you two up. And you learn more than expected.

WC: 3.7k

CW: Angst, arguing, Wooyoung gets mad and yells at reader and Seonghwa, little bit of crying, fluff, hugs, suggestive at the end (Reader gets extra touchy with Seonghwa)

AN: Sooooo this chapter is a lot. A lot more of myself came out in this one than I expected, but as always, I think you all will enjoy it. 💜

If I missed anything, please tell me. I can't shake this weird feeling of something being off. Don't be afraid to tell me about grammar errors or anything, feedback is always appreciated. 💜

(This chapter also has a deleted scene for the future 👀 It is NOT the smut, that's what chapter 6 will be)

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Wooyoung walked into you and Seonghwa waiting for him at the table. Seonghwa was standing, with his arms crossed, and you were sitting beside him. He looked between the two of you before deciding to stay in the kitchen arch way.

He knew this conversation was coming. Since last night, when he’d gotten home, he’d expected this. He was surprised when Seonghwa didn’t confront him when he walked in the door.

But he guessed it had something to do with his lip gloss being smudged all over your lips and chin, and both your faces bright red.

“Good morning, Wooyoung,” Seonghwa greeted, smiling brightly. Wooyoung was no stranger to this game. He smiled back, just as bright. “Did you sleep well?”

“Oh, I slept just fine, Eomma,” Wooyoung replied, leaning against the wall. He looked at you and smirked, then back up to Seonghwa. Your cheeks burned red. “What about you two? How was dinner?”

“Dinner was good. But it was odd that the reservation was only for two people.”

Wooyoung pretended to look surprised, raising his eyebrows, but keeping the smirk on his face. “Oh, did it? I guess I made a mistake.”

“I’d believe that if the reservation was under your name instead of mine.”

Wooyoung laughed then, and you couldn’t help but giggle a little too. The little shit had set you two up, and you all knew it now.

But what you and Seonghwa didn’t know was the ever famous question that’s constantly asked: Why?

Clearly, if Seonghwa could see that your avoidance of him was because you secretly wanted him, then Wooyoung must’ve seen it too. To be fair, recalling all the days of the past week, you had been painfully obvious. Of course ignoring your host looked suspicious, even if it wasn’t because you’d had sex with him.

But even still, Wooyoung going through the effort to set you up on a date with his mother? He’d said he didn’t want to hear about it, so why would he set up a date for the two of you?

“Now why did you do it?” Seonghwa asked, leaning against the kitchen counter. Your eyes flicked over to him for only a second before you looked away, but Wooyoung saw it. Your blood turned to ice as he smirked again.

“That’s why.” Wooyoung motioned to you, and you looked at Seonghwa with horrified eyes as he looked at you with amusement. “Because you both are into each other, and you weren’t going to do it, so I did it.”

You’d suspected that, but you couldn’t fathom why. Why would your best friend want you to date his mom? You couldn’t imagine ever telling any of your friends it was okay to date your parents, that just felt bizarre and weird.

That was also probably because you didn’t really want anything to do with either of your parents.

“Wooyoung,” Seonghwa started, in that parent tone again, but Wooyoung rolled his eyes.

“What? Are you gonna tell me you didn’t enjoy yourselves, because then you’d be liars.”

“That’s not,” you tried to add, but Wooyoung kept going.

“You would’ve fucked right on that wall if I hadn’t walked in.”

You choked on nothing, leading to a short coughing fit.

“Wooyoung!” Seonghwa yelped, uncrossing his arms and standing up straighter. Wooyoung threw up his hands and shook his head.

“Am I wrong?!” He said, louder than before, growing more exasperated. You nor Seonghwa said anything. “Exactly.”

“Why do you want this?” You blurted. “Why did you do any of this?”

You’d been thinking about it since the restaurant. Since you realized he’d put this together. He “didn’t wanna hear about it” but he was willing to do all this? And he was mad that you and Seonghwa wouldn’t openly admit that you were attracted to each other?

Wooyoung looked at you for a few moments before he found an answer. And all he said was: “Why not?”

Both you and Seonghwa gave him confused looks. Why not? What was he talking about? Wooyoung looked between you two with an equally confused look.

“You both are hung up on what’s right and wrong,” he said flatly. “That’s it, isn’t it?”

Seonghwa looked down and bit his lip. He had been, since he first saw you. How wrong it was for someone as old and rich as he was to seduce a much younger person. His son’s best friend no less.

And you, to lust and yearn after an older man. You were still in college, you could hardly survive on your own. You two could never work out, you didn’t have anything in common.

Wooyoung could see it on your faces, and he sighed heavily, bringing his hands up and rubbing his face in frustration.

“You both are adults, it’s legal, you’re both consenting.” Wooyoung leaned his head on the wall and turned his head to look at you both. “Did you consent? Did you say yes to all this?”

“Of course,” both you and Seonghwa said in unison. Wooyoung flailed his arms around dramatically.

“Then what? What’s the problem?”

“Because he’s your mother, Woo and I’m your friend,” you said, much softer. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Seonghwa gulp, his throat bobbing.

Wooyoung looked at you with his eyebrows down again and tilted his head.

“Have you not figured it out?” He turned more towards you now. “I don’t care. I clearly don’t find it weird since I made you guys go on a fucking date.” Wooyoung huffed and shook his head. “If I didn’t want it-”

“It’s not right!” You interrupted, starting to feel tears prick your eyes. That was the basis of this whole dilemma you had. It was “wrong.” Everything about what you and Seonghwa had done was “wrong.” Everything you wanted was “wrong.” “Your friend’s parents are always off limits, it’s not-”

“No, stop,” Wooyoung spat, his voice thick with an anger that made it feel like you'd been slapped. You flinched as if you had. “Stop fucking saying how wrong it is.”

“But,” you started to protest, but Wooyoung shook his head.

“Stop! The only person who cares about how wrong it is is you! You are the only person here who keeps saying how wrong this all is.”

You closed your mouth and shrunk back. You looked up at Seonghwa. He looked at you, and you knew he was thinking what you were.

Wooyoung walked over to the table and slammed his hands down, leaning over it, getting as close to you as he could. Seonghwa jumped forward and stayed next to the table.

“You look me in my eyes and tell me you don't want any of this. Tell me you regret it. Because I won’t fucking believe you.”

“Wooyoung, it's just not right,” you tried to argue again, and he smacked the table again, with his fist this time.

“Who fucking cares about right and wrong?! I don’t, and neither should you!” He looked up at Seonghwa, who was staring at the floor. “You shouldn’t either!”

Your heart was pounding out of your chest. Your hands were shaking. You couldn't get air in your lungs fast enough.

But you didn't know why you were scared. Your body was reacting, but you weren't actually scared. Because you realized that Wooyoung wasn't angry with you because you'd done something wrong.

Wooyoung was angry with you because you weren't letting yourself enjoy this.

When you just stared at Wooyoung and said nothing, he sighed and hung his head. Seonghwa looked up and walked over, gently putting his hand on Wooyoung's shoulder to gently rub. His shoulders sagged, and his eyes were heavy.

“I’m sorry I yelled at you,” Wooyoung said, his voice much softer. He rubbed his forehead and ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it out of his face. “I just don’t know why you’re trying to push this away. We’re all consenting adults that are okay with this. Why are you stuck on the ‘morals’ of all of this?”

And you were silent. Because you weren’t sure why.

It wasn’t illegal. It wasn’t going to get you kicked out of college. The only thing you’d have to worry about is judgemental people, and other people’s opinions weren’t going to do anything.

You were making a whole scenario out of nothing. Your best friend was practically begging you to have this, to enjoy this.

You felt foolish at that point. You shrunk back in your seat as you rubbed your eyes. Wooyoung looked up at you and walked around the table, standing over you. You looked up at him, yelped as he yanked you to your feet and into his arms, hugging you tightly.

“I love you,” he whispered, “and this doesn’t change that. We’re still friends. It’s okay.”

You hugged him back, burying your face in his chest, fighting the tears that threatened to spill over.

Nothing was more valuable than your friendship with Wooyoung. There was no doubt in your mind that you loved him. You loved him so much more than you ever thought possible.

He truly was your best friend. You knew you weren’t ever going to lose him.

Wooyoung pulled back from the hug and looked at you, making sure you met his eyes. “Remember that. Please.”

“I will, Woo.”

He smiled and squeezed your shoulders. Wooyoung looked over your shoulder and saw Seonghwa rubbing his eyes, partially turned away from you two.

Wooyoung pulled away from you and went over to Seonghwa, hugging him as well. Seonghwa returned the hug, resting his head on Wooyoung’s.

Something changed between the three of you at that point. There was an openness. More of an understanding about everyone. You and Seonghwa didn’t have to hide your feelings (whatever they were) from Wooyoung. Wooyoung’s teasing and borderline encouragement made sense.

Wooyoung didn’t care. He just wanted you both to be happy. Mostly, his Eomma.

Seonghwa pulled back and rubbed his eyes, wiping the tears away. Wooyoung still kept his hand on his arm, looking at him with big, heavy eyes.

“I think we all need some food,” Seonghwa said softly, but Wooyoung shook his head.

“No, I’ll take care of it today,” he offered. Seonghwa’s eyebrows went down.

“Nae sarang, you don’t need to do that.”

“I want to.” Wooyoung rubbed his arm. “You’ve made breakfast every morning we’ve been here. I won’t burn it, or anything.”

Seonghwa laughed softly and sniffled, wiping the rest of the tears away. He sighed and nodded. “Alright, go ahead.”

Wooyoung smiled and kissed his cheek before he went to the pantry to start pulling out ingredients. Seonghwa looked up at you at that point, and smiled warmly. Your stomach filled with butterflies (again) as you smiled back.

Seonghwa held his hand out to you wordlessly. You took his hand with no hesitation. You didn’t need to think about it.

He led you out of the kitchen to the living room, bringing you to the couch and sitting down, pulling you down next to him, pressing up against his side. He still held your hand, running his thumb over your knuckles the way all romantic people do.

“I don’t want you to think I just want you as a fun time,” he said softly, looking at your hand as he rubbed it. “At first, maybe. But the more time I spend with you, the more I realize that I want you as a partner.” He laced his fingers with yours and looked up at you. You gulped, and he noticed the bob in your throat.

He couldn’t help but be attracted to you in more ways than one. Everything about you he’d seen, even in the short time with him, he was in love with. Your laugh, your voice, the way you interacted with Wooyoung, the way you looked away as your cheeks turned red. The sex was just a bonus on top of everything else about you as a person.

But you were scared. Yes, the idea of throwing yourself into his arms and forgetting everything else, just being with him, who made you feel safe, and heard, and cared about sounded wonderful. But that invisible string held you back.

The “morality” of it all, the judgment, the millions of hypotheticals.

But as you looked at Seonghwa, for once in your life, you pushed it all away.

For once, you decided to not overthink and plan everything. For once, you decided to let everything happen organically.

For once in your life, you let yourself have something you wanted.

“Me too, Seonghwa. I wanna try this with you.”

His face lit up like a Christmas tree, and he squeezed your hand tightly.

“Thank you.” His eyes flicked down to your lips, and his eyes seemed to sparkle when your cheeks turned red. “May I kiss you?”

“You don’t have to ask anymore.”

Seonghwa nodded, and held your cheek and brought your lips to his in the sweetest, most loving kiss you’d ever had. Soft, slow, and gentle. With a promise. I will care for you.

You felt it against his lips. His soft, gorgeous, rose petal lips that felt like they engulfed yours. Lips that you could kiss forever if you’d given the chance, lips you wanted to kiss forever.

You reached out and held onto his shoulder, pulling yourself even closer than you already were. Seonghwa hummed into the kiss and did the same, letting go of your hand and wrapping his arms around you, holding you tight against him. You melted into him and reached up to hold his face, the other arm going around his neck.

And it felt good. It felt right. God, it felt so right. You felt warm and safe, at peace.

Like you’d found your way home.

“Can you guys stop making out and come eat?” Wooyoung called, from where he was standing by the kitchen with his hands on his hips. Seonghwa broke off the kiss and laughed, whereas you just hid in his chest.

“You didn’t say anything, nae sarang.” Seonghwa rubbed your back, and shivers raced up and down your spine.

“Well I’m saying it now! Come on!” He sulked back into the kitchen, and Seonghwa couldn’t help but laugh. He held nothing in his heart but love for his son.

And slowly, that love was spilling over for you.

“So, it’s official?” Wooyoung said as he dropped next to you on the couch. Seonghwa had just left to go run some errands for some unspecified event. You nor Wooyoung knew what it was for or what it was, but you didn’t bother prying just yet.

“What is?”

“You and my mom? Are you properly dating?”

“I think so, yeah.” Wooyoung sighed and smiled happily. And yes, it was happy. Today was a good, happy day. But there was still something in the back of your mind you couldn’t shake. “But why do you want this so badly?”

Wooyoung scoffed and shrugged. “I told you, I just want you two to stop ignoring it and be together.”

“Okay,” you said, turning more towards him. “But why?”

And Wooyoung’s smile faded. There was more to this, of course there was. There was from the beginning.

If you were anyone else, Wooyoung would’ve instantly shut it down. Any other friend, any other person, he would’ve told them to not even try. He’d told you day one that he was incredibly protective over Seonghwa, hence the confusion for his encouragement and not saying “no, don’t fuck my mom.”

And like every good story, the plot thickens. Wooyoung sighed and leaned his head back against the couch.

“I told you before, people used my mom as a fetish doll. Not everyone did, some did work out sometimes, but there were a lot of people who kept him hanging on just for the sex.”

And just like it had the first time he’d told you, it broke your heart all over again. You couldn’t imagine doing that to anyone, let alone the sweetheart that Seonghwa was.

“But it’s been a few years since he’s tried dating, and well, it’s no surprise why.” Wooyoung turned his head to look at you. “And then I saw how he looked at you. And from how you both were acting the next morning, it was no mystery that you two fucked.”

You barked out a short laugh to cover up any other embarrassing noise that came out of you, feeling the heat rush towards your face. Wooyoung smiled, but dropped it as he continued talking.

“And the way you avoided him all week, I knew it wasn’t just sex.” He gulped hard, his throat bobbing. He sat up and turned towards you. “I know that you’re not an awful person. I know that you could actually be good for my mom. And if there was a possibility that he could work something out with you…” He looked down, his hand fidgeting with his shirt. “Then I had to make it happen.”

This whole time, Wooyoung was just looking out for Seonghwa. He wanted his mom to be happy. And he knew you would do it.

The gesture makes your heart swell, and tears almost come to your eyes. But then you giggled when you realized something else. Wooyoung looked up at you with confusion, and slight anger, but you couldn’t help but start laughing.

“You’re a self appointed wingman for your mom?”

And Wooyoung thought about it for a moment before his eyes lit up. “Holy shit, I guess I am.”

And you both burst into laughter, laughing and wheezing so hard, you fell back on the couch and on the floor, holding your stomachs.

Of course, the importance of Wooyoung’s words wasn’t lost on you. You’d finally had an answer, and it made you love Wooyoung more than you already did. He loved his mom so much, he was willing to be a wingman for him. And he decided to do it all on his own.

Seonghwa didn’t ask him to. He wanted his mom to be happy, so he helped him out.

You’d gotten so lucky finding such a wonderful person.

You caught your breath and sat back up, wiping the tears that had formed in your eyes. Wooyoung did the same, still giggling a little bit.

“That’s a new one,” you said, sighing. Wooyoung nodded, tilting his head back against the couch again, a big dopey smile on his face.

As he did, you noticed the little bruise under his jaw. The one from last night. The one his “emergency” definitely gave him. You smirked as you finally had your chance to fuck with him.

“So part of being a wingman is going and getting fucked by your friend?” You said bluntly. Wooyoung’s eyes flew open and let out a weird, choked noise. You threw your head back and laughed again.

“How would you know that?!” Wooyoung demanded.

“Maybe you should tell San to be more careful where he marks you.”

Wooyoung’s whole face turned red in an instant. His hands flew up to his neck as he tried to cover where he thought the hickey was. You couldn’t help but keep laughing.

It was small and unimportant, sure. But after Wooyoung left you stranded on a date with Seonghwa, the least you could do is call him out for his painfully obvious lie.

And you were definitely going to tease San about it when you got back to college.

Wooyoung had gone to bed early. The idea surprised you, but after your earlier conversation, you had an inkling of an idea why he would.

Which left you and Seonghwa alone in the living room together, watching a movie that had recently come out, with you cuddling up to him and his arm around your shoulders.

But as comfortable as you were, you couldn’t relax. Your heart was pounding against your chest, and that was all to do with what Seonghwa had chosen to wear that night.

A silk lilac nightgown, that only went down to his mid thighs, with a slit all the way up to his hips. The edges were hemmed with lace, pretty flowery lace, and goddammit, you were losing your mind.

Not to mention his hair being up in the ponytail again, fuck, he looked irresistible.

None of this was helped by the way he was slowly dragging his fingertips up your spine over and over again, making shivers run all over your body and end between your thighs.

And he knew it. Seonghwa knew you kept looking at him, and the way you were clinging onto him, and that your hand was so close to his exposed thigh. He smirked as he moved it closer, expecting you to be flustered and move away from him.

But he was pleasantly surprised when you laid your hand on his thigh instead. A few seconds later, as you were still looking at the TV, he watched as you slowly dragged your hand up his thigh until the nightgown stopped you. You felt Seonghwa tense underneath you, and heard him gulp as you did.

It was your turn to be bold. Confidence began to bloom inside you, and you slowly rubbed his inner thigh in response. He tensed underneath your hand, but let his legs fall open just a little bit more. You couldn’t help the smirk then.

Your heart was thundering as you slipped your hand under the nightgown, inching closer and closer to his cock, which was already semi hard. Your touch did more than you thought.

Seonghwa bit his lip, his brain going foggy, not even making sense of what was on the TV. He was only focused on your hand, your touch that was setting him on fire, and how he was internally screaming for you to keep going.

“Jagiya,” he breathed, tightening his hold on you. You looked up at him and he was panting softly. You really affected him this much?

You didn’t bother responding, you simply brushed your fingertips against his growing hard on. A soft whimper left his lips as he finally closed his eyes, letting his head fall back against the couch.

“Please, jagiya, don’t tease any longer.”

You smirked and pulled your hand away, only to get up and sit on his lap, making him whimper again as you sat right on his cock.

“Don’t you worry, Mommy. I’ll take care of you.”

Thank you for reading! Please reblog if you enjoyed! 💜

This is a work of fiction written by me. This does not represent the idol(s) in any way. Any re-upload is not allowed and will be reported.

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tarotphlow · 1 year

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Astro observations 6

🃏Libra Mercuries are easy to pinpoint in conversation because they usually reply with phrases like: that’s fair, that makes sense, understandable,

🃏 Jupiter in cancer is weird, cause like it’s exalted and everything, but the most exalted thing about them is an obsession with religion/ spirituality.

🃏 I feel like Saturn in Gemini get annoyed really easily with their father not understanding things if that makes sense.

🃏 if your Neptune is in retrograde you may be less likely to have an addictive personality

🃏 I’m once again, here to talk about Pluto in the 12H. 12H is such an interesting house it just somehow seems to embody everything else in the other houses somewhat. Anyways though, I’m beginning to realize this placement is a master at manifesting things, understanding the manifestation process is… well a process, but once they fully understand it’s intricacies it becomes sooooo incredibly easy for them, they may have manifested stuff without realizing it!

🃏 Jupiter in the 7H natives can manifest the properties of the placement in a couple of ways, Lots and Lots and LOTS of relationships (this placement can be an indicator of a playa highkey highkey 🤭) or being with people on the ✨bigger ✨end orrrr marrying into wealth! Yet again, it could also be a mix of the three.

🃏 Having Mercury at 6° in a natal chart can indicate a speech issue like stuttering or so.

🃏 Sun sextile Pluto can mean that your an old soul, or you’ve lived a different life before!!

🃏lastly, if the audience has noticed I’ve been studying degrees recently in my free time, I’ve been looking at a specific degree recently that has caught my attention, and that’s the 2°. The zodiac sign Taurus rules that degree and it’s such a powerful degree to have in your chart, if you have it, consider yourself blessed and lucky!🍀☺️. The 2° can show that you have near perfect or have perfected whatever placement the degree is in in your lifetime, I’ll give an example. A good friend of mine has neptune in 2°. Seeing as this degree is a sign of perfection this kid has like super omega awesome intuition, there’s a story of them talking with one of their friends about a boyfriend, the 2° native had noticed something was fishy about said boyfriend and tried to talk thier friend out of the relationship. The 2° native told their friend about how the relationship was going to go down why it was gonna go down and what time it was going to happen. Every single thing that kid said was gonna happened, happened. Down to the MINUTE. It’s insane right? It’s always so fascinating to see things like this play out in astrological terms!!! I’ve heard that placements that aren’t planets like AC, DC, IC tend to achieve great things in their lifetime so that’s also an added reason as to why this degree is so cool! I myslef have my Cap ascendant at 2° and my cancer descendant at 2° so ig something big or great is supposed to happen to me??

end of observations! I hope y’all enjoyed this one! I apologize about my inactivity recently, I’ve been like, going through it lol, life is kinda hitting hard rn so I’ve kinda gone into hermit mode a bit (guess what placement makes me like that lololol) but I’m still very happy that people appreciate these observations 🖤🖤🖤 likes and reposts are appreciated!!

Also… I have some news coming in during the next year! Stay tuned!!!

Oh also also! I now understand how replying to reblogs work now. Kinda embarrassed I didn’t realize it sooner but yea.

#astro observations #astrology #astro community #astro notes #astro placements #astro posts #astro blurbs

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amaramizuki666 · 11 months

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Dp x DC crossover

Ok so deaged danny plus bad parents jack and maddie. In Gotham. Here is my take. So sam invited danny and tucker to tag along to a gala with her because while the Fenton parents didnt try and hurt danny when he came out of the ghost closet, she didnt want to leave him with them for 3 weeks alone. So they go and guess who is also there, vlad.

Vlad cornered danny and used a relec he took from the ghost zone. He was told it would make danny more susceptible to suggestion. But instead it deaged him to a 8 years old.

Vlad thought he could work with this and tryed to grab danny. But danny bit him and bolted, Vlad chased after him. Danny ended up running into one Richard 'dick' grayson, known to the public as dear ol richie.

Dick would look at him and be like "you ok kiddo did you loose your parents?" Snd before 8 y/o Danny could reply vlad would show up and put his hand on Danny's shoulder to keep him in place like "sorry young wayne this boy is mine, he is quite the truble maker. Now Daniel and I must be heading home, come Daniel".

Danny looks up to dick with tears welling up in his big ice blue eyes and wails "please help this creepy man wont leave me alone". Dick looks at masters with a blank face "mister masters, I dont belive you have a child" he says in a cold polite voice.

Danny shrugs off vlads grip and runs over to dick and hides behind him. "L..look I assure you he is mine, he just wants attention" vlad trys to say but dick is having none of it, vlad is rubbing him the wrong way. "Please dont belive him he isnt my dad, hes really creepy and a frootloop" danny cried clutching onto the back of dicks shirt.

"Mister master I'm gonna have to ask you to leave" dick says coldly standing protectively in front of danny when vlad takes a step closer. Danny sticks his head out from behind dick "you heard him be gone frootloop" he says sticking out his toung. Vlad takes his leave all huffy.

Dick turns and kneels down to Danny's level "you ok kid?" He asks and danny wiles away his (crocodile) tears "yeah thanks for scareing off the frootloop" he says smiling. Dick looks down at the black haird blue eyed child "sooooo where are your parents" he asks. "Um at home" danny says "and who are you here with?" Dick asks "my freinds" danny says happily.

"And your freinds parents?" He asks "at home" danny says. Dick thinks there are more small children running around the gala unattended now. "And your parents are ok with you being here?" Dick asks "they probably havent even noticed I left" danny says. Dick sighs in concerned big brother. He feels the need to pull a bat and get the kids parents.

Jeez if dick ends up pulling a bruce his siblings would never live it down. "Come on kid let's find your freinds yeah".

#writing prompt #writing #danny phantom #dialogue prompt #danny fenton #dc x dp #dc #dc comics #batfam #my writing #dick grayson #vlad plasmius

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sorencd · 8 months

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could you PLEASE write something about charlie with that line 'i always thought you were the most beautiful girl i've ever seen'

LATE NIGHT TALKING

PAIRING : charlie dalton x f!reader WORD COUNT : 0.5k A/N : this took sooooo incredibly long but i finally got around to writing it! tysm for requesting mwa

his coat that embraced your very form situated atop your pajamas that you're sure is littered with grass clippings underneath from where you sat, the crickets were chirping but just enough to be considered as calming instead of the usual annoying noise as people would say, and the moon was softly cascading its light from behind the clouds that covered a portion of it. beside you, was charlie. it was late in the night, and you're sure that if you or his parents found out the both of you snuck out just to go stargazing, it would probably be the end of these fun little meetups at night.

"aren't you getting cold? do you want your coat back?'

"it's fine, keep it. it looked better on you anyway."

"nope, i think it suits you better. you look like some cool butt-kicking crime-fighting hero that works at night."

"someone's been reading too much comics."

your playful laugh played over the cricket's chirping as you shoved his arm before falling against the grass, shifting your gaze from the lake ahead to the dark sky above, a sight that always knew how to make you feel at ease warm and despite the cold air that always came along it. you turned your head to the right, where charlie was sitting. he was looking at the sky as well, his neck craned up his hands carrying his weight. it was a sight to behold, the moon was shining just the right amount of light onto his face and he looked heavenly. the moon was a paid actor.

"you know, i still can't...stomach...the fact that we're dating. and that i'm stargazing with you, like, right now. i just can't wrap my head around it."

"why?"

"i just.. can't believe that i have someone, i guess. i thought i would've always settled with being just me, myself, and i."

charlie followed suit and laid on his back alongside you before responding, "i'm here now. and you're here. we're both here."

"i'm glad."

now it was his turn to stare at you, all awestruck and amazed with how he was lying beside you, both watching the clouds pass by the moon. he scooted a little closer to you, wanting to feel the familiar warmth that always seemed to come along you. he loved it.

"you know, ever since i first laid my eyes on you, i've always thought you were the most beautiful girl i've ever seen. i was all 'woah' and my heart was all crazy and stuff. i just knew you had to be mine."

"someone's been reading too many poems."

he laughed, a sound that you've heard a million times but you'll never get tired of. you moved your head to be in a position where it was closer to his, craving the warmth he always radiated from him and his romantic lovesick gestures. you loved it.

"i think i'm going to the moon tonight." charlie confessed, moving his head to face you with a smile.

a soft giggle came from your lips, not in a mockingly way, but one filled with affection. "really?"

"yeah, and i want you to come with me."

"i'd love nothing more, charlie."

#dead poets society #dead poets society x reader #charlie dalton x reader #charlie dalton

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daffi-990 · 5 months

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Fuck it Friday

Tagged by @jamespearce9-1-1 @jeeyuns & @try-set-me-on-fire.

Thanks for the tags! And thank you to everyone for the Wednesday tag .. consider this my wip Wednesday as well 😅

So pretty much all of you guessed correctly in the last snippet of Rival Firefighters 🚒 in regards to what Bobby wanted to talk to Eddie about sooooo … here you go!

“Grab a seat Eddie, I’ll be right with you.”

Eddie sinks into the chair and begins twiddling his thumbs, eyes roaming around the office as he wait for Bobby to finish up. He’s been in the office before on his first day at the 118 which seems like so long ago now. He can’t believe it’s only been two months.

Bobby finishes writing and sets his pen down.

“I know you already have a station and that you’ve been there for a year now, but I saw how easily you fit in here, like you’ve been with us for years.” Bobby says, hands folded on the desk in front of him.

“You’re good people. Good firefighters.” Eddie internally cringes at himself but he doesn’t know what else to say.

An amused grin lifts the corner of Bobby’s mouth, eyes crinkling with laughter that he’s holding back. Eddie’s grateful.

“You’re good people too, Eddie. A good firefighter who encourages those around you to strive to be better. Not only at their jobs, but in all areas.”

Eddie’s not sure he agrees with that. The only person he thinks he’s made an impact on is — “You’re talking about Buck.”

“I’m talking about Buck.”

A fond smile crosses Bobby’s face, one Eddie recognises as he too also wears it whenever he’s talking about Chris. He learnt pretty early on in his friendship with Buck that he and his Captain were close, a kind of pseudo father son relationship. It’s nice to see it goes both ways and it’s not just all on Buck’s side.

“You bring out the best in each other and work together with an efficiency I’ve only seen in partners who have been together for months, years even.” Eddie knows he and Buck work well together but hearing it from Bobby is like getting an official tick of approval. “You’re good for him and this team, and I think we’re good for you. So if it’s something you’d be interested in, I’d like you to be a part of the 118 family. Permanently.” He picks up the form he was filling out when Eddie came in and hands it over to him.

Transfer Request. Everything is filled out, all Eddie needs to do is sign. He feels like he may be in shock. Just a little bit. Staying with the 118 is what he wants and it’s being offered up to him on a silver platter.

“You-you want me to stay?” Eddie asks in disbelief. This can’t be happening. It’s too good to be true.

“Yes, Eddie, I want you to stay. We all do.”

No pressure tagging: @hippolotamus @thewolvesof1998 @theotherbuckley @fortheloveofbuddie @spotsandsocks @watchyourbuck @wikiangela @athenagranted @steadfastsaturnsrings @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @devirnis @jesuisici33 @rainbow-nerdss @exhuastedpigeon @callmenewbie @spagheddiediaz @malewifediaz @wildlife4life @rewritetheending @eddiebabygirldiaz @weewootruck @the-likesofus @fiona-fififi @sibylsleaves @shitouttabuck @mellaithwen @missmagooglie @captain-hen @bekkachaos @giddyupbuck @glorious-spoon @nmcggg @disasterbuckdiaz @loserdiaz @ladydorian05 @hoodie-buck @homerforsure @honestlydarkprincess @princessfbi @elvensorceress

#fic: stuck now so long we just got the start wrong #rival firefighters fic #daffi writes #buddie wip #buddie #I changed the time Eddie was filling in at the 118 from one month to two #because I felt like one month wasn’t long enough and cos Anderson deserves longer paternity leave haha #got some writing beans back and managed to get out +1K so I’m happy ☺️

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inklore · 2 years

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suddenly thinking sooooo hard about shower sex with hangman kajdkshfks

veracious.

series masterlist

pairing: jake ‘hangman’ seresin x (f)reader

word count: 977

warnings: eighteen+ content, shower sex, dirty talk, porn with feelings i guess, established enemies with benefits, pilot reader, secret relationship, mentions of phoenix and bob.

etc: wrote this in mind with it being a part of this piece but you don’t have to read it to read this. i might write a bigger piece with these two since that tgm brain rot is still going strong, depending on if anyone would want it or not lmao.

i do not give anyone permission to translate or repost my work, please be respectful — if you enjoyed please comment or reblog!

“If you don’t be quiet they’re going to hear you.” His tone is laced in arrogance. Even with his hand over your mouth muffling your moans—even if his large palm wasn’t over your mouth—you both knew it wouldn't be any dent on his ego if anyone was to hear you.

It would be another win for him to get off on. Another way for him to make it more than obvious, without words, just how great Jake Seresin is.

You really need to stop boosting his ego. It’s sickening to watch him smirk after, or during, your little escapades; like he is now. Hangman’s lips at your ear, one hand over your mouth, the other gripping your hip, chest pressed into your back as he fucks you against the tiled wall.

The tiled walls—shower room—you share with your fellow aviators.

Anyone could walk in right now and catch a glimpse of the two of you fucking behind the flimsy curtain. No doubt everyone in a mile radius has heard your moans already.

“You didn’t..” Phoenix’s voice is laced in just as much disgust as her expression is.

“Didn’t what?”

“Fuck Seresin.” Her face scrunches into a grimace. Looks like she might actually be sick.

“I’d rather die!”

“Oh, yeah? Is that why he keeps eye fucking you from across the room,” she states, argues. “And why Bob said he saw the two of you leaving the deck like your asses were on fire, Seresin’s hands on said ass.”

Fuck, Bob. You’re searching the bar to send him a threatening scowl. That little shit. And fuck Hangman for not being able to keep his hands to himself—in most cases you could have chalked it up to the endless banter and arguments the two of you always found yourselves in. Keeping that facade of pure hatred going for the masses.

“Sweets,” she says your call sign like it’s a warning. Look turning from grossed out to serious, “getting involved with him is the last thing you need on your conscience.”

“We’re not involved!” You huff, “like I said, I’d rather die.”

After all of you had come back from the bar, you’d waited until the halls were pilot free to set on an angry march to Hangman’s room. Only to have Coyote answering his door with a “he’s in the showers” paired with a smirk you wanted to smack off of his face.

And that’s where you found him, naked and soaping his chest as you yanked back the curtain.

“We need to stop this,” hands crossed over your chest, eyes trying to stay focused on his face and not…further…down.

“Well, good evening to you too, Sweets.” Now was not the time for his aggravating smirk because you really might punch him for it.

“Bob saw us!”

“Did he?” He’s completely unphased, turning his back to the faucet to rinse it.

“Yes! And I’d rather no one else know-”

“Think you and I both know it’s too late for that.”

You scowl at him, even though you knew he was right. Fuck him for being right, fuck Bob, and fuck you for falling for those pretentious pretty boy charms in the first place.

“Mine as well keep giving them something to talk about.” His smirk grew, showing off those perfect white teeth of his, before he grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you into the shower with him, pressing your lips together in a rough kiss.

Which is how you got here.

The hard snap of his hips making your ass ripple, your thighs pressed together in a way that makes it feel like Hangman’s cock is tearing you in two.

“Would you like that, baby?” You want to gag at the pet name, want to elbow him in the ribs. Want to do a lot of things but he’s rolling his hips in that way that has the tip of his cock touching that spot inside of you that makes stars blur your vision. “Everyone already knows you’re mine. Even you know it.” His teeth bite at your ear, his heavy pants filling your eardrums when he’s not. So all you can hear is him—the sounds of his skin slapping yours, his grunts, pants, your wetness drowning out the run of the water hitting the tile—all you can feel is him.

A trend of the way Hangman fucks, lives. Center of attention, in the sky, on land, in the bedroom. Wants everyone to know he’s the one they're admiring or pissed off at.

In your case: the one fucking you. The one who drives you insane but you can’t get enough off.

And you’d hate him for it, should hate him for it. Should have let the embarrassment of Phoenix finding out ward you off of him for the rest of your life. If this was a year ago you know you’d still despise him and be giving him shit right now. But so much time has passed. A tension come and gone and only resolved between the two of you by fucking.

His thrusts pick up speed, his grunts echoing deeper in his chest. The hand on your hip falls between your legs to rub the pad of his index finger against your clit, “you’re my girl, right?”

The strangled moan you let out as you nod frantically is something you’ll deny later. Know your cheeks will burn when he passes you in the rec room, putting on your big show of hating him in front of everyone; “thought you were my girl” he’ll whisper against your ear and it’ll simultaneously make you scowl and flutter between your legs.

Because yeah, maybe you were his girl and maybe you didn’t care who knew—you cared a whole lot actually—but just as long as he kept fucking you like this, it lightened the blow of everyone knowing.

#jake hangman seresin #jake seresin x reader #hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #hangman smut #jake seresin x y/n #jake hangman seresin smut #jake seresin smut #jake seresin one shot #hangman x y/n #jake seresin fic #hangman #jake seresin x f!reader #hangman x f!reader #jake seresin x you #top gun #thots !#green light series

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nikosamaki · 1 year

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Hi guyssssss, I'm BACK 💃

Sorry I had something to deal and it took a lot timmmmme 😔😅

I promise I'll post a lot stories and HELLO to new followers ☺️❤️ Thank for following 🥰

When you touch their horns:

Lucifer:

He's shocked -he doesn't show it, of course-, but looks at you with narrowed eyes which tells you: "You're too young for death, Idiot " (Don't worry, he'll not kill you AT LEAST🤐 -because of Dia- ). In spite of you're freaking scared and near to ruin your pants, you figure out that how soft is his horns areeeeeee!!! They're as soft as silk and not to mention that you thought demon's horns must have been REALLY rough, but SOFT... No fucking way!!

As you're in your thoughts, he's blushing -I should've said it sooner, demon's horns are their most SENSITIVE part of body (Naughty 😏... Except that BEAUTIFUL part :)- and he thinks he's doing well in hiding it -but he SUCKS 😔😂.

When you saw his face -FINALLY-, his eyes are just like wolf's eyes and JUST wants to do it (you know I'm still a bit shy about saying it, so...😅), wants to make you say his name to stop, wants to hear your moans and so many things... -Your fault, because you badly turned him ON.

Mammon:

His reaction cannot be worse than Levi (I guess you've figured it out), but his face is as red as tomatoe due to blushing! (Sooooo CUTE 🥺). Though he tries really hard to control himself -not doing or saying anything silly-, he suddenly took a step closer to you -maybe just wanted to give you a good view of his horns-; and unfortunately -or FORTUNATELY!- something catches his heel and falls down on you!!! (How ROMANTIC!). In his mind, he's fucked, but doesn't know that you're dying inside -you're red, mess, REALLY confused and of course you have lots of SWEET thoughts in your mind that could happen any minute NOW.

When you look at him, he's not the same Mammon that he used to be; is he kinda cursed? -His eyes are narrowed and his face is serious. When he speaks, he's too much Daddy!! (I didn't know how to explain it 😂). :"You're MINE, ONLY mine... You didn't forget it, right? 'Cause I get the feelin' that I should make myself clear THIS time." You're amazed and scared, because you don't know what the Hell is happening?! Do you deserve it? What does it look like to be punished by Mammon?? Soon you'll find your answer, in BED!!

Levi:

Already D.E.A.D!! In shock! -he had a convulsion 😔, Poor. He canNot analyze what's the point? Why is he bowing and letting you TOUCH his HORNS?!?!? Error 404...

2 hours later...

He keeps his eyes closed because he can't handle the feeling he gets -you're FUCKING close to him- Again errors...

He tries to get calm by taking deep breath. When he becomes calm -you wish that he never gets calm-; his inner beast woke up and now you're in DANGER (Never underestimate calm Levi... NEVER!!) . You cann’t believe what you're seeing, Levi's cool?? He's not freaking out? W-who's that guy???

He's a hungry beast that wants food, wants to test every part of your body... Wants to eat you up!

You want to run, but you can’t; his tail tightly held your feet which means that there is NO way back.

Satan:

He's behavior is like Luci but has more control on it! -to be honest, he has tried this situation hundred times as if it happens someday???? (Now it's getting WEIRD 🫥). When you ask him to let you touch his horns, he takes a sit and lead you on his lengths -he gives you a good view of his horns. Well you didn't know that it's a trap 😏. Like you don't even know HIM :/ - ;When he led you on his lengths, you figured it out very suspicious but somehow you ignored your warning though and sat (A stupid move🤦). While you were touching his horns -he's blushed-; he pulled you on bed ! (Very CLEAN move😔👌). NOW you've understood that you're FUCKED UP. He grins at you and says:" Kitty, let's play GAME , but not the usual one... The SPECIAL one."

Asmo:

No need to ask!! He just grabs your hand and put it on his head -means “Go ahead, TOUCH MY HORNS”. Since you’re naive (Too MUCH naive); again you’re tricked –just like Satan’s situation- and started to rub his horns. They’re very soft!! –even softer than the rest of the brothers 😲. He doesn’t let you to think or do anything else, in the blank of an eye, you’re tied up on his BED! (You canNOT guess how that happened… You better not to try to figure it out; it’s for your own sake😊).

Erotic eyes which shows he’s turned on badly, a smirk on his face that want to do VERY very bad and UNHOLY things with you… Bent down and said in your ears:“ Now I got YOU… Just YOU & ME🤭❤️” (You’ve got the right to scare😶… He’s the avatar of LUSTttttt, so don’t think that you can handle any shitty things that’s going to happen!)

Beel:

Doesn’t care :/ (That’s not new… because we’re talking about BEEL). He changed into his demon form and bent that you can touch the horns. At least you’re a hundred percent sure that he WILL NOT do any BAD things –or maybe he’ll but you don’t know? Who knows??. Just when you touch his horns, his stomach starts groaning 😑 (Well, you’re LUCKY… Be optimist !). He asks you for food and you said you’ll give him some food. BUT, but when he said “FOOD” he didn’t mean chips or burgers or else; HE meant YOU!!! (You idiot, how can someone be that much silly?????). As the way he’s misunderstood your meaning -or you were the one who didn’t understand his question-, he grins and stand straight, Looks down on you and lick his lips :“ You look DELICIOUS 😋. I want to start from your lips”. Here’s when you find out the situation BAD (Mostly like you’re FUCKED). He bite your lips and lick them hard…

You want to set yourself free, but you’re very weak against him. There is no way BACK, accept your destiny that you’re going to BE FUCKED by Beel😅🤗.

Belphie:

Veryyyyyyyyyyy FUNNY question… NOPE😥. (No wonder that no one can imagine how you’ll be fuck by him :/ I CAN’T!!)

And of coursee.... Happy Valentine's Day 💘

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weird-is-life · 6 months

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Hi, here is a request if you' d like, what about a remus x reader, where its Halloween and during a fair in hogsmead they visit a fortune teller who reads their hands.

Hii, ty for requesting! I'm sooooo sorry it's so freaking late🤦‍♀️hope this is okay warnings: fluff, pet names, inaccurate description of hand reading( I've no clue about it lmao), (0.6k)

You and Remus walk hand in hand through the fair, chatting about everything and nothing at the same time.

The Hogsmead looks even more magical with all of the festive decorations. You don't even know, which part of the fair should you visit first.

That is until you see the big sign 'Hand reading', you think it might be a fun way of starting the night, so you immediately start dragging Remus towards it.

"Hand reading?", he raises his eyebrows at you," you do know, that most of those Hand readers are not very good at it, right?"

"I know, Rem," you roll your eyes at him and giggle," but I think, it can be fun, no? Who knows, we might find out something really interesting."

"Alright, dove, but I'm only doing it for you," Remus sighs jokingly, just to tease you about forcing him to go there.

When you enter the big tent, you can already feel the gloomy atmosphere, that's typical for things like hand reading and others.

A woman sits in the middle of it and you are pretty sure, that she's going to be the one reading your hands. Her look and presence are enough to tell you it, along with the fact that nobody else is there.

"Welcome," she says with dramatic voice, it's quite comical. You share one look with Remus and have to try very hard not to start laughing at it.

"T-thank you," Remus recovers more quickly than you," we saw the sign....are you the one reading hands?" Remus asks apprehensively.

"Yes, my dear, come...come sit here," she gestures at the two pillows in front of her. You and Remus stand there for just a second and then slowly move to sit down.

She takes your hand first and you don't know if you are feeling excited, curious or scared of what she's going to say. She starts to read your hand ad most of the things she says, are the usual things you'd hear at hand reading. Nothing too exciting or shocking.

Then comes Remus's hand. It starts of pretty boring as well, but then she says," ahh, I think, that one of your closest friends is going to be pretty unlucky in just a few moments."

And as soon as she says it, Remus is up on his legs, storming out of there, before you can even say anything.

You quickly put a few pounds into the woman's hand and bolt out of there, too, running after your Remus.

When you catch up to him, you can see how angry the comment made him," what a stupid hand reader? Why does she think, she has the right to say something like that-"

Remus's angry monologue is cut off shortly, because he sees Sirius walking towards you two, soaked to the bones.

There's literally water dripping off of him as he walks.

"Oh," Remus says and starts to laugh.

"What's so funny Remus?" you question confused, I mean, one second he is all angry about hand reading and the next, he starts laughing like a crazy person.

"That's what she meant," he laughs in disbelief.

"What do you mean?"

"The old hag, she said my friend is going to be pretty unlucky and now look at Sirius, he looks like he's fallen into the lake," Remus explains and he doesn't say it, and he doesn't have to, but you know he is very very relieved to know that his closest friends are in no real danger. You are relieved to know it, too.

"Well, i guess that means she was right, huh?" You poke his side," should go back to keep her continue?"

"No, definitely not," Remus responds quickly," I'm never ever going there again."

You chuckle at his response, but you understand him completely.

"Now come on, dove. Let's go find out what happened to that pretty unlucky friend of mine," Remus takes your hand and starts to walk towards Sirius, eager to find out in what kind of trouble did Sirius get again.

#remus lupin x reader #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin fanfiction #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x fem!reader #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin

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classificationhell · 3 months

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Out of curiosity how are lucifer and mourningstar lucifer different when it comes to their little omega being in heat?

Not by much, both are very gentle and slow with it until their Omega can safely take it how they want (extremely horny people dont often make good judgment on pace or things so they can't really trust any begging). I feel like Mourningstar will have a harder time saying no to his princess, but at the same time he doesnt want to hurt them so there is a bit of prep work necessary. It really comes down to what they call them and how quickly they give into instincts once they get going.

Mourningstar will always call them his baby girl, his princess (no matter their gender or preferencesthis man is delusional that your his princess now), or just his in general (you know those types that mutter mine, mine, mine with every thrust once they lose themselves enough to the pleasure). After his princess is prepped and he's inside, he very quickly goes feral. He's babbling incoherent nonsense as he plows them into the mattress with his otherworldly strength and stamina. Being an Alpha, he's already able to spill inside them multiple times so he can properly satiate a heat, but being the extremely powerful entity he is, he can likely go on long after they've passed out. Afterward, he'll be very apologetic and spoil the ever loving shit out of them. Immediate after care would be a nice long soak in the bath with him while he cleans them from the sweat and other bodily fluids, they might look pregnant at that point which would set off another round in the tub that then has to be cleaned up, but he'll be thinking about that image for a long while, might make you a nice little plug to keep all that in.

Normal Lucifer is much more controlled at first, and even when he's not he retains enough wits to try some things. He can shape-shift after all, I see no reason why he couldn't choose just to change one specific body part >.>, and he wants this experience to be as memorable as possible for both of them sooooo why not lol I doubt Lillith was ever one for much experimentation given it was against her nature to even be on the receiving end of such things in this AU. He'll be more of a dirty talker as opposed to a babble-sweet nothings type. However, just like Mourningstar he will give aftercare and clean them off in the tub, though if their stomach was distended he wouldn't go another round (doesn't mean the idea of having another child at some point doesn't thrill him in a way, but that'd be a whole big discussion with them and Charlie I'm not sure what goes into getting a sinner pregnant but I'm guessing he works some magic or something).

Both would give you a massage afterward and then rest with you. Usually it's about three days with help and a week without for a heat to last but with their care it's two days tops. With Mourningstar it'll be a few days recovery, though not that he'd hurt his princess purposefully it's more of a lingering soreness than anything, man was a savage, and he likely has a few good scratch marks from when they got really sensitive. Mourningstar would love to have lingering marks of their union. He views the marks as physical proof of his princess's love.

#ask response #classificationhell #classification hell au #thank you #lore adjacent #heat #lucifer reaction #lucifer mourningstar #yandere lucifer #well one of them is yandere #yandere hazbin hotel #abo dynamics #slightly not safe for work

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stagefoureddiediaz · 2 months

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Sooooo this post by @lover-of-mine got my brain going brrrrrr over the Mitchell Mitchell Charlie Charlie ambulance of it all

Because there are also two Freddie’s tied up in this as well but it’s more than that - it’s the living/dying danger/no danger (technically) of it all.

Bear with me - I need to set it out for my brain because there’s something about the Mitchell’s dying and the Charlie’s putting Buck and Eddie in the line of fire (by this I mean both of them at the same time and not one or the other being in danger)

We have Charlie 1, who puts the both of them in danger (unintentionally) with the grenade in his leg. Up to this point Buck and Eddie have been at odds but this bonds them and we get the ‘we might end up real close’ line. This is essentially the foundation stone/ moment of their relationship.

Then, 7 episodes later we have Mitchell 1, who gets crushed by a car and dies. Neither Buck or Eddie are in any danger during this call. And we have the establishing of Bucks method statement - ‘you don’t find it you make it. (Which imo is the first time we see buck misunderstanding the assignment)

Then we have Charlie 2, again Buck and Eddie are both put into (again unintentional) danger when the come under gun fire. This time Eddie does get hurt but it plays into the might end up real close concept as ultimately we see the bond getting even tighter through the will.

Then guess what 7 episodes later (you can’t tell me this isn’t intentional at this point) we meet Mitchell 2, who like Mitchell 1 dies. Whilst Buck and Eddie can be seen to be in danger throughout this episode, in reality neither of them are truly in danger - killing them wont get Mitchell what he wants, so even though we are held in suspense through the episode, the reality is that they’re ‘safe’.

There is something about how a Charlie binding them ever closer together while Mitchell’s are a omen - they foreshadow events later in their respective seasons.

Mitchell 1 gets crushed by his car, foreshadowing Bucks crush injury at end of season (and the hand holding parallel is not lost on me either - Thomas holding Mitchell’s hand and Eddie being the one holding Bucks).

Mitchell 2 is Eddie’s foreshadowing - he blows out his brains to protect his heart so it can be transplanted into his son. This is foreshadowing Eddie’s mental health breakdown - he neglects brain in trying to protect his son - his heart - Mitchell’s heart is a literal one and a metaphorical one while Eddie’s is more just metaphorical.

Then there are the two Freddie’s - Freddie Costas sets of bomb that crushes buck and Freddie Vaughn is the guard who is lax with Mitchell and ends up injured at the initiation of the prison riot.

And now we have two Thomas/Tommys - both who seem to be there to direct Buck to the correct path in some way - Thomas set buck on the path of you make it and it feels to me a bit like Tommy is going to play a part in either reenforcing that concept for Buck (correcting his path) or building onto the idea of making something.

Basically we need to be on the look out for Charlie’s Mitchell’s Freddie’s

#do I make sense - who knows #all I know is that the Charlie Mitchell Freddie Thomas/tommy if it all lives rent free in my brain #the seven episode gaps is also very 👀👀👀 because 7 is a magic number #and here we are in season 7 and somethings about to start happening #and season 8 will be the seventh season of the buck and Eddie dynamic so if it comes to fruition in s8 the 7s are still at play #seven in numerology is connected to wisdom intuition and higher self awareness #it’s also a number thought to lead to big shifts in a persons life they have a positive impact #so make if that what you will!!#911 spoilers #eddie diaz #evan buckley #Mitchell Mitchell Charlie Charlie ambulance #911 abc

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