Daredevil Gang War: Bellona
Bought it Wednesday and did not read until 30 seconds ago because I was sooo mad about Wolverine that I just didn't want to touch comics. But.
I love it.
I don't know how anyone else feels, or if anyone else is already super invested in Bellona like me, but I just love it. She's sassy. A little arrogant. That's perfect. The confidence of her standing there saying, essentially, you can't/won't kill me is FUEL for my headcanon of her being like Akihiro (please Marvel please Marvel please Marvel please Marvel let them meet let them meet let them meet because I just envision her being is little SIDEKICK PLEASSSEEEEEEEE).
I love that she was actually in the book. Like it wasn't one or two scans... she was alllllll in the story. I'm really excited for this. I don't think I could have imagined a more perfect resurfacing for her. I'm so curious to find out where she's been and what brought her from S.H.I.E.L.D. to being a paid assassin.
Surprised to say this days after posting a mile long rant but... good job, Marvel. I didn't hate it.
Okay, so, come back Akihiro, you have another little sister to saveeeeeeeeee.
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Obi-Wan going down on Anakin for the first time. Scenario two.
For @ragnarlothcat who asked for this ^^
What the fuck the Force was thinking when she made Anakin this beautiful, Obi-Wan would never know. He’s eternally grateful though. Anakin was supposedly the Chosen One, destined to save the galaxy and bring balance to the Force. But how was he going to get anything done, let alone save countless lives, if everyone around him wanted to kriff him silly? His own Master included.
Obi-Wan was content with watching Anakin from the side, admiring his beauty and cherishing his smiles. Proud beyond words at how much Anakin had grown, kind and good. Reverent over the raw power he possessed, humble before the amount of time his once Padawan poured into his training. Yes, he was content. Content with quick smiles thrown his way, jabs and sarcastic comments, late night invitations for sparring, teary eyes that seemed to beg for something. Even though he longed for those beautiful, bright eyes to stay on him for longer, for those strong, capable hands pull him in for a hug, for sweeter words that he knew Anakin associated with him, for their sparring to get out of control, just a little bit, for Anakin’s grip to get tighter, for him to get closer, for him to, perhaps, notice how his Master’s signature in the Force stutters and fumbles whenever Anakin grunts right into his ear.
If he noticed, maybe, just maybe, Anakin would think it over and deem to give him a chance. A chance for Obi-Wan to show that he can be good for Anakin, not just as his Master, as his friend, or as his brother in arms.
Then the chance came, in the form of a horny Anakin jerking himself off in their little shared room.
Anakin had shielded his arousal well without closing off their bond and making Obi-Wan worry, and that was why Obi-Wan had no idea that he would get to see Anakin’s hard cock, that he would get to hear Anakin’s moans, when he opened the door fully intending to catch up on some sleep.
He had turned away instantly, his cheeks heating up and his heart doing silly things in his chest, but a second later something hot and crazy had taken hold of his will, perhaps the incredibly tight bond he shared with Anakin had finally rubbed off on him too much. With boldness that he didn’t know he possessed, Obi-Wan turned back to his flustered Padawan — Anakin would always be his Padawan — and said. “Apologies, my dear, I shall leave you to it. But… if you would like, I could help you?”
Anakin stared at him for a few seconds, a few seconds that felt like an eternity to Obi-Wan, before licking his lips and nodding. Obi-Wan had closed the door behind him and locked it. Anakin had swallowed.
Now?
Now Obi-wan can’t believe Anakin’s letting him do this. His gorgeous, young Padawan is letting him touch him, kiss him, take him in his mouth. And the way he looks, his feelings in the Force — oh, fuck, the way Anakin feels in the force — is all telling him something impossible.
That Anakin loves him, wants him, even worships him.
Obi-Wan gently let Anakin’s pretty cock slide out of his mouth and was rewarded with a tiny whine. He gave small kisses as an apology. “Shhh, dearest, I’m here, I got you. I simply wished to —” The sound Anakin made when Obi-Wan took one of his balls in his mouth was rewarding all of his pleas to have Anakin feel good, like a gentle caress spoiling a loth-cat. He took his sweet time rolling his tongue around Anakin’s balls before going back to sucking him off. He used his hand to cover most of it, while working his mouth round the tip part.
“Obi-Wan,” Anakin was watching him with his mouth wide open, eyes almost teary. “You’re so good, Master. That-that feels really fucking good,”
He knew that Anakin was jealous. He felt it in their bond, which should have been severed three years ago. Along with his delight to have his Master on his knees before him, and the intense pleasure he felt from having his pretty cock sucked for the first time, Anakin was also slightly displeased that Obi-Wan had done this to others before, even though he was begrudgingly thankful that Obi-Wan got to become this good at it.
Impossible boy. What would Obi-Wan do with him? Except of course give him everything he would ever want.
As Anakin’s orgasm approached, Obi-Wan felt his own get pulled closer because Anakin wanted it so.
Come together. Want you to come with me. Please, Obi-Wan. Come with me.
Demanding and powerful as ever in the Force, his once Padawan was basically using the damned thing to fuck Obi-Wan’s arousal. He had never felt anything like it before.
“Master, I’m gonna… Obi-Wan… please… let go, or I’ll… in your mouth, ugh, Master!”
Sweet, sweet Anakin. How could he still not know how hungry his old Master was for his cum? Obi-Wan surged forward to swallow all of Anakin’s cock, at the same time grabbing his ass and squeezed, delighted to feel the soft flesh beneath his hands, slightly cool from the long exposure to air.
With greed that he felt only when it came to Anakin, Obi-Wan swallowed every drop of cum that his once Padawan generously provided. Some trickled down to his chin but he quickly wiped them with his fingers then licked off everything. Delicious. Perfect. Anakin.
Anakin was still watching him, breathing heavily, his curly hair plastered to his forehead.
"Fuck," he groaned. "Obi-Wan, you can't do that."
Pleased with himself, Obi-Wan planted one last (for now) kiss on Anakin’s sensitive cock before getting up to pull Anakin into a kiss, pushing back his sweaty hair and grabbing his ass again. He would fuck that ass later on, just as soon as he and Anakin got to have a small talk.
Scenario one here
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Again, why? Just WHY
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Just finished the last Loki season 2 episode. I have thoughts and feelings.
I'm SO SICK of bittersweet, honestly depressing endings in so many shows, movies, and games these days. I WANT GOOD OLD FASHIONED HAPPY ENDINGS PLEASE AND THANK YOU! Where ALL the characters get to be happy dammit! >[
Screw you Marvel. I was hoping for a happy ending for THIS series at least, so I only have ONE series to still be coping over (Good Omens) until its next season.
Any one have any good fix-it headcannons and/or planned fics/art I can look into? Or let's just talk lol. I know I can't be the only one screaming over this.
Also, gimme tags!
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