#thanks for the ask nonnie!!

[sleepingsun501]

Omg I am absolutely inconsolable about tbb 😭 BUT I haven't been able to stop thinking about the parallel to echo's "death" in tcw.

I've seen your posts talking about this too and while this might just be a coincidence...I can't let it go that Tarkin was present for both incidents (the citadel and it's his compound in Plan 99).

I mean it's very possible that it's a coincidence because I mean it is Tarkin and this is his area within the Empire but a small part of me is almost hoping his presence was intentional 🫢

Oh, Nonnie ❤️❤️ believe me, I’m right there with you. I cried my eyes out.

But yes, to me it feels far too much like Echo’s “death.” All we got when Echo “died” was a shot of his scorched helmet, and now all we get is a shot of Tech’s cracked goggles? And Tarkin being there for both incidents makes these parallels feel deliberate. Also, golden rule of Star Wars deaths: no body, no proof. If the writers wanted us to know for sure he was dead, they would have killed him onscreen like they did with Fives, Waxer, Satine, Steela, Kanan, etc.

I hope you don't mind me using your ask for this, but I had to get all this out of my head. Below are my continued ramblings about why I think Tech is alive 👇

Something I’ve noticed the fandom talking about is that only the eyeglass part of the goggles was broken. If Tech had been crushed by the falling car, those goggles would be crushed as well, and there would be blood on them. The strap was intact and there was no blood on them, and we know the animators aren’t afraid to show blood. Hemlock could have just cleaned them up a bit, but that would’ve taken away the shock value they had on the Batch, so I don’t think that’s likely. So, I think he probably hit something on the way down that broke his fall and just happened to break the eyeglass part of his goggles.

Way back during their introductory episodes in season 7 of TCW, Hunter mentions that Tech records everything. The goggles now feel like a plot device. I hope we see that Tech did record something showing he’s alive on his goggles for the rest of the Batch to find.

Hemlock would have had to take Tech’s helmet off to get those goggles off of him, dead or alive, so Hemlock is lying about the goggles being the only thing he could “salvage.” I also refuse to believe that the flimsiest part of Tech’s armor would be the only thing that survived any kind of impact, and Tech’s helmet has never just fallen off either. I would love to hope that Tech just smacked his face and broke his goggles in the fall, and just limped away and left them somewhere for the Empire to find, hoping the Empire would believe he’s dead and something carried his body off.

Also, Hemlock is a sadistic mad scientist (for lack of a better term). Mad scientists don’t just leave bodies lying around. Tech being an enhanced clone would be fascinating to Hemlock, and there’s no way he’d leave Tech’s body or even body parts if Tech was dead. If Tech is alive, then there’s absolutely no way Hemlock would’ve left him there. He would have seen Tech as Imperial property and as a new test subject. Hemlock also seems to know a great deal about Clone Force 99 in general, too, so he would know how smart Tech is. If Tech survived that fall and did get picked up by the Empire, Hemlock would be doing everything he could to get Tech on his side as an asset. As much as I don’t want to think about Tech being winter-soldiered, I think it’s very possible.

To go along with that, giving the goggles to Hunter and saying “this is all I could salvage” feels like an attempt by Hemlock to throw the Batch off the trail. Hemlock knows Hunter would come after Omega, but he doesn’t know what the Batch thinks happened to Tech and would be doing whatever he could to deter them from searching for Tech’s body.

For anybody saying “Tech couldn’t have survived that fall and he’s just dead,” that is entirely possible, I won’t deny that. I would like to point out a fun historical fact: during WWII in 1943, an American airman named Alan Magee was shot down over France. He was ejected from his plane at roughly 22,000 ft, and he proceeded to fall 4 miles before crashing through the glass roof of the St. Nazaire train station which broke his fall. If that dude could survive that, I think Tech could survive this.

Especially because we don’t know what Tech landed on. Could he have landed flat on his back and died instantly? Yes, I won’t discount that as a possibility. But I think it’s much more likely he landed on some kind of slope or in some trees that would break his fall, and if he was able to get his speed under control, then he would probably manage to be ok—like Hunter was when he fell down the mountain in season 1. While I doubt he landed in some water, if he managed to right himself in the air so he landed feet first, crossed his ankles and arms, and managed to throw something to break the surface tension of the water first, he could have potentially been ok.

And let’s look at all the other times people have survived extremes in Star Wars: Rex got shot in the chest and lived, Hunter fell down a mountain and lived, Echo and Gregor both got blown up and were presumed dead until they made their comebacks, Maul got cut in half and fell down a shaft and lived, Obi-Wan survived his fall, and I’ll include Palpatine in here too for the hell of it.

I’m also gonna say, we should have seen this coming with all the character development and emotional growth we got from Tech this season. Was I afraid this would happen? Yep. Did I hope it would go another way? Absolutely. I still think there was a better way to go about this unless the writers have something up their sleeves for season 3. We’ll have to wait and see.

But, whether you ship Tech and Phee or not, his little romantic subplot was left so wide open you could drive a semi through it, and on top of that, it just doesn’t feel like this is where his story ends. Tech has proven time and time again how durable, capable, smart, and strong he is. He has almost drowned saving Omega, been in crash landings, been crushed, has fallen, and survived how many battles with impossible odds.

This is also the same man who had his femur fractured in the second episode of the season. The femur is one of the most weight-bearing bones in the body, and there is no way he should have been able to put any weight on that leg at all. Not only that, he managed to effectively fight with his leg in that condition, too. Truthfully, his passing out from the pain at the end of that fight was the most realistic part of the injury. So, this also establishes that he has an insane pain tolerance. Plus, thanks to Star Wars medicine, he was up and around with no problem a few weeks later. It also makes sense that Tech, being more or less the team medic, would have at least some kind of medical stim somewhere in his gear or backpack and that if he survived his fall, he would probably be able to fight through the pain enough to temporarily treat himself.

So, to me, it doesn’t seem like a fall, even a large one, would be enough to take him out, and it really feels like something is missing. If they did this to prove he was willing to do anything for his family, including die, it’s redundant because we already knew that and we didn’t need that reiterated to us. It makes it feel even more like a fake-out, and his story feels incomplete. Those are all the reasons I think he’s alive.

#thanks for the ask nonnie!! #i'm going through it with you #star wars #the bad batch #tbb tech #reasons why i think tech is alive #tbb spoilers #tbb s2 spoilers #pure speculation

[mister-eames]

when do you think the first time arthur and eames spent Christmas together? not in the family celebration sort of way but kind of they were not going to celebrate (or they actually don’t) but they happen to be together at the eve and they just went with it?

It was a job that went way, way past it's deadline, probably in their early years of working together. They were supposed to extract on someone on December 20, be outta town, back to wherever they planned to be over Christmas and New Years and the marks surgery or whatever gets delayed. The chemist and architect are pissed, they had plans, families to go back to.

Arthur and Eames don't vocalise it, but they're not pissed exactly, they're... morose. Sure it would be good to have a destination to go to for the holidays, either to participate, or to just get away, but the sad thing is that it doesn't even really matter that those plans won't go ahead, they might even relish in getting to work over the holidays, it gives them something to do while the world around them is celebrating - at least they will be around people they know, for once. It's not that they don't have family/friends to go home to, if they wished, but they've alienated them. It's better this way.

On Christmas Eve night the architect and chemist are holed up in their hotel rooms Skyping their families, or getting drunk, or both. Arthur considers doing the same, but he simply can't stomach the idea of a) weathering his mom's withering disappointment in him and b) spending the evening in a hotel room, a room that belongs to anyone and no one, watching Christmas specials, alone. He'd rather work at their office. That way he can say he's been productive. Maybe in the morning he'll go see some sights, a gift to himself.

At around 9pm he notices that Eames hasn't left for the night. He's in the back room, loupes still attached to his face as he creates them counterfeit badges and passes, lost in his work by the looks of it. Arthur knocks, interrupting him, telling him to pack up and go. Arthur might have sad plans, but that doesn't mean Eames should still be here. As much as Arthur disdains him, he's a hard worker. But Eames shakes him off.

"I'm good, mate."

"Go on. It's Christmas."

Eames pauses, looking up through his glasses. "Is it, when you've got no one to celebrate with?" he asks.

It's a good question. Arthur shrugs. "You tell me."

They look at each other for a long while, sizing each other up.

"Well, it can be," Eames says, takes his glasses off, "when you've got a bottle or two of La Alazana whisky stashed in your drawer and a colleague willing to partake."

Arthur raises his eyebrows. Then he watches Eames open said drawer and take out two bottles, placing them on the edge of the table, away from his documents.

Huh. It's not the same as ignoring his woes and inadequacies with work. But Eames isn't the worst person to pass the holiday with. It might be nice actually to have some company. It'll beat the Christmas specials in any case.

"I'll get some glasses," says Arthur, catching a glimpse of Eames' answering grin as he turns.

--

"Merry Christmas, Eames," Arthur says later, raising his glass. He's warm and relaxed with drink, feet up on the desk as he trades tales with Eames, who is surprisingly jovial and funny, when he's not being a know-it-all jerk.

Eames clinks his glass with Arthur's, smiling.

"Merry Christmas, Arthur."

Sometimes celebrating a holiday means surrounding yourself with friends and family. And sometimes celebrating means sharing a bottle (or two) of whiskey with a willing colleague you maybe don't hate after all.

#inception #arthur x eames #dammit i gave myself the warm and fuzzies #thanks for the ask nonnie!!

[moononastring]

For the ask game

Gwynriel or Vamren ?

Hmmmm. Gotta say, I like Gwynriel for Gwyn and Vamren for Varian but I’m going to go with Gwynriel has the setup for my kinda tropes.

So Gwynriel 😂

send me two ships and I'll tell you which I prefer

#ask games #asks #'nonnie #thanks for the ask nonnie!!

[frogchiro]

Hi! I love your blog! Your neighbor!Ghost AU is so good! How about neighbor!Nikolai? Imagine living next to that large Russian man who def loves to fluster the reader when he catches them in the hallway.

Oohhh my goood nonnie :((

Big big russian man who you almost always see with a cigarette handing from his smirking mouth as he greets you and looks you up and down and tells you a 'Good morning solnyshko~' in that thick russian accent and lazy drawl :((

Nikolai is very much a mystery to you. You basically never see him leave his apartment in the mornings when people usually leave for work and when he does it's either in the evening or late in the night and when that happens he's usually gone for a week or so. Sometimes weird men are going in and out of his apartment; big, mean looking men who are the epitome of shady looking but whenever you encounter them you just keep your head down and scuttle as quick as possible to your apartment without looking suspicious :(

You also saw him attend those poker nights hosted at Simon's apartment, some even hosted in his own home. He's always very open and welcoming and very loud, especially after downing a few glasses of whiskey or cheap beer.

Due to that, the fact that he's literally living next door and the walls are paper thin, whenever poker night is hosted in Nik's apartment you get to hear the loud voices of the men next door, sometimes hooting loudly, making very crude and inappropariate jokes that make your eyes widen and blush with how nasty they are ://

But, on the rare occasion, when you strain your ears well, you can hear them talking about you. Deep, low, growled manly voices of these huge men (particularly Nik and Si) talking about the pretty young thing next door, how much of a knock out you are, 'those nice soft tits and broad hips were fuckin' made for grabbing and squeezin' :((

Sometimes Nik in particular doesn't hold back and, much to the grunted displeasure of Simon, rumbles about making you into a nice, hot, younger housewife to come home to, always ready with a nice hearty meal and a wet pussy to fuck and spurt all his seed into :((

Nasty!!

#kin speaks #asks #interactions #thank you for this ask nonnie!! #he's just incredibly shady #and incredibly nasty :(( #cod x reader #cod mw x reader #sleazy neighbour au #sleazy neighbour!nikolai #nikolai x reader #nikolai call of duty #cod nikolai #nikolai mw2

[savannahsdeath]

hiii i love ur fics ive read them all i ws wondering if you could like do a 18+ with a extremely jealous ellie??

thank you sm ily😭💞and yes ofc i tried my best!!

JEALOUS!ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

summary: els didnt like some of the messages she found on your phone..

warnings: 18+!! smut, jealousy(obv), language

writers note: sorry it took me so long to post it😓ive actually written it like one day after you requested but i had already some posts planned and i didnt want to change everything now💔

You came back after a meeting with your co-workers to see your girlfriend waiting for you. As soon as she heard the door open, she leaned on the doorframe of the living room, looking at you with an undefined expression.

"You're late." She mumbled, her voice sounding mad but the way she planted wet little kisses all over your face said otherwise.

Ellie's closeness wasn't just out of greeting, but out of an act of possessiveness and jealousy that you grew accustomed to in the relationship.

You sighed and looked at Ellie for a second, before saying, "Yeah, I'm late. Sorry." You gave her a quick kiss too while looking for your keys. "Meeting ended late." Your voice wasn't as cheery as it usually is.

Ellie then rolled her eyes. "Did you really had to stay that long?" She muttered loudly, trying to hide the jealousy that was so clearly showing.

"It was important." You said, finding your keys and pulling them out of your pockets. You didn't sound upset because it was hard to be upset with Ellie. She was like a little kitten who was possessive and needy at times, but still oh so sweet.

Ellie rolled her eyes again but smiled, and she leaned onto you with her arms wrapped around your waist in a hug. This was where you felt safe and home.

"C'mon," she said softly, "let's go to bed."

You nodded. "I'll just go to the bathroom, 'kay?" You asked, giving her your bag, like you always did after work - she'll lug it upstairs for you.

"Of course, darling." Ellie smiled as she took the bag from you, her expression now fully warm and affectionate. You were lucky to have her, and you knew that.

You went to the bathroom and started to wash your face and brush your teeth, taking a moment to yourself.

After a few minutes, and a good splash of cold water on your face, you exited the bathroom and made your way upstairs. Ellie was waiting for you in the bedroom.

She was doing something on your phone, which didn't surprise you - she was probably just going through your gallery, staring at your pics. You had nothing to hide anyway.

She often did that, smiling widely and mumbling things like 'my wife's so pretty'.

This time, though, she was silent and had a frown on her face.

"Who's Steve?" She asked when she saw you.

"I don't know." You answered honestly. You had no idea who is she talking about, probably a random boy following you.

"You two texted." She passed your phone to you with an opened short conversation. He replied to your story, complimenting you, you thanked him, that's all.

"Yeah, I remember now. What about him?" You lied down next to her, curiously staring at the screen, expecting some more messages to magically appear and explain the situation.

Ellie sat on top of you, playing with the hem of your shirt. "He's hitting on you." She said as she got more bold, now not only fingers but her whole hands sliding up and down your waist.

"I don't know him. He just texted me once." You shrugged, reading the conversation over and over again to find which part made your girlfriend act like that.

"Yeah, and what does his text say?" She smirked, not in her usual innocent way, but in a 'think twice before you answer' way.

You scrolled to his first message and read it out loud. It was simple "stunning💞" in a reply to your story - a photo Ellie took of you at the beach a week ago but you forgot to post it before.

"Exactly. Now, what are you wearing on that pic?" Her smirk widened as she started to undo the button of your jeans.

You didn't pay much attention to her moves, focusing on her orders. "A swimsuit. I mean, we were at th-"

She shushed you, pressing her lips against yours. She pulled away after a good minute, leaving you breathless. She forced the phone, which slipped off of your embrace while she kissed you, back between your fingers.

"Stop explaining yourself or I'll think you actually have something to explain. For now, I'm just asking simple questions. Do I look like I'm mad?" She held your chin with one of her hands, while the other was unbuttoning your formal-looking work shirt.

She really didn't look mad, but you knew it's just her ability to camouflage.

You let out a relieved sigh as soon as you catched your breath. "Oh. Right. Look, it's not a big deal, I told him I'm-"

"Busy. Yeah, I know." She cut you off. "Pretty pathetic excuse."

"What was I supposed to say?" You barely managed to say as she started tracing a path of messy, wet kisses from your neck down your body.

"Are you seriously asking me that?" She laughed and you could feel the vibrations in her breath caused by her sudden outburst on your stomach, right were she stopped to answer you.

You stayed quiet, not wanting to make it worse or seem even dumber in her eyes than you already do, if that's even possible. She noticed your confusion and didn't pressure you to read her mind.

"That you have a girlfriend. That she told you to post it. That she took this pic." She made a pause after every sentence to cling her tongue, followed quickly after with her mouth, to your core, watching your body slightly squirm. You didn't even realize when she arrived that low, and when she took off your underwear, but that wasn't important anymore. "That it was her idea to go to the beach. That she helped you pick your swimsuit. That she saw you in it first..."

"Els... Stop..." You moaned out, feeling jealous of how unbothered she looks while you were already soaking.

"Stop what?" She laughed, sucking on your clit while taking off her rings.

This simple, two-words question, turned out to be more difficult to answer than you'd thought. Actually, what did you had in mind while telling her to stop? Hers 'that she...' calculations? Her hand placement, which had a bruising grip on your thighs? Or her tongue, that had definitely affected you the most, making you drop the phone, screen-down on the bed, and hopefully hold into the bed sheets?

"That's what I thought." She said before you could think of a correct answer.

She had a whole scolding prepared in her mind, but you wasn't honoured to hear it as she had a better plan. Still, she wanted to talk to you through it, watching you do your best to answer or just understand her while she makes you look and feel like a total mess. In order to not leave your cunt hopelessly tremble, right after she took her tongue off of your clit, she pushed two fingers into your entrance.

You gasped, squeezing your thighs together, which made Ellie laugh. It was a normal reaction - her move was unexpected - but your eyes rolling back always got a reaction out of her.

"Back to the topic, want to tell me why you decided saying 'you're busy' will work?" She smirked, her fingers pumping in and out, clenching and unclenching, in a painfully fast and rough way. Her thumb rubbed your clit, replacing her tongue.

"I... If I-'d" You stuttered, taking a deep breath after every letter you managed to say.

"Y-Y...You what?" She mocked your mumbling, her smirk turning into a smile.

Your back arched, making your hips move higher, but Ellie held them down with her free arm. Even though her nails were trimmed short, so she won't have to worry she'll hurt your pretty cunt, you swore you feel them digging into your waist.

"That hurt-s..." You whispered, but you weren't really bothered by it, even though your eyes were starting to get teary.

"Yeah? Don't worry, I'm sure Steve would make it hurt more... if you'd give him a chance, that is. But you didn't and won't." Her free hand let go of your hip, taking your phone and staring at the unlocked screen, clearly thinking or considering something. "I know you're mine and you know that too." She finally concluded, but right before she put the device down, you got a notification.

She mischievously smiled as she saw who's the message from.

"You got yourself a fan." She laughed as she opened your conversation with the reason of her jealous behaviour. "'Still busy?' and a fucking winking emoji. Jesus, that's just embarrasing."

You couldn't help but admire how good her attention span was - one hand making you a whining mess, other typing on your phone, eyes barely looking away from you (only to read his text, she typed hers blindly), mind probably racing with ideas to make him, or you, or both of you, regret your little conversation. She was obviously overreacting, but then again, your profile was full of Ellie and there's no way he missed all the cute posts about her.

"Should I show him how 'stunning' you look right now?" She chuckled and shook her head. "Nah, this view is for me only."

"What d-id you do?" You stuttered, trying to take your phone back, but she placed it out of your reach and aggressively grabbed your wrist.

"I liked it more when you moaned instead of asking questions." And just as she said that, she got faster again, making your cunt tighten even more around her fingers. Even though it may seem she's not paying much attention to how precise she is, she kept violating your sensitive spot, not missing it once.

Your head hit the pillow, leaning back on it and exposing your throat from which many signs of your pleasure came.

She was wondering again, her eyes looking you up and down before finally staying at your face. Her smile faded as she looked at you for a few moments. Then, she picked up your phone and passed it to you, following by simple but stern words; "Block him."

Your hands were shaky, so instead of pressing the block button, you almost accidentally called him a few times.

Ellie's smirk came back as she looked at you obediently fulfill her requests. She knew she could make you do anything she wanted now, but she didn't feel the need to. The only thing she needed was you with her - her only.

She took the mobile from you, whispering soft 'good girl' as she saw you succeed to do what she asked you to.

"Next time, if someone bothers you, just tell me straight away." She patted your cheek, her focus going back to what's her right hand doing.

This boy didn't bother you at all, he was just nice. But you knew what Ellie meant - he bothered her. Without arguing, you silently nodded, knowing this is the last time you posted a swimsuit photo on your account.

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie tlou #ellie williams #reqs open #wlw smut #ellie the last of us #ellie williams smut #jealous!ellie #jealous!ellie x reader #jealous!ellie williams #jealous!ellie williams x reader #oneshot #fan fiction #fanfic #thank you nonnie #nonnie asks #send anons #anon ask

[fcthots]

Heyy! i hope you're having a wonderful day today let's start with that! <3 Soo I know many people find the Jason Todd friends with benefits au hot but personally...I CAN'T. My softy self will cry of jealousy so hard because of the no strings attached thingy. I couldn’t help imagine reader and Jason in that situation (hope this is understandable its my first ask and im still working on my english!) Love your writings and please don't feel pressured to write if you're not feeling up to it!

no bc i have been thinking about this and IEDJFHNEIJF i have opinions. There is only ONE (1) correct way to do fwb w jason and it is ANGST.

You're both hopelessly in love with each other. You both know it, but you can't be everything you want to be. You can't have the one thing you want most, but this will just have to be enough.

His eyes always linger on you. No matter what you're doing. It's like he gets drunk on just watching you move. He'll sit on your couch after he swore he'd stop coming over. He watches you wash dishes and wipe down the counters. He twitches every time you move as if he wants to stop you, as if he wants to do it for or with you, anything for you to not do it by yourself, but he doesn't get up, only watches. Watches you like you're a deity and he is your most devout follower. Watches you with so much adoration that you swear he's in love with you, but he'll be gone before you wake up, and you'll fall asleep to him saying "we can't do this again," but he'll come back. He'd come back in a hurricane, tornado, earthquake, anything to see your face. You swear he's in love with you, but then he'll say he doesn't want to see you again, even if you know he'll come back. You tell yourself that wanting and needing are different things. He doesn't want to need you. You try and tell yourself he loves you, but he makes sure to tell you he doesn't.

You take him back every time. You take him back like he didn't leave you in the middle of the night. Take him back like he didn't say that it was the last time. You take him back like you actually want him. He'll let himself believe it, because he wants you so bad, but he can never let you know that. He needs you like a drowning man needs air, but he cannot have you. He cannot keep you, but how is he supposed to tell you that? Sometimes when he slips in through your window soaked with rainwater and you wrap his towel snug around his shoulders and run your fingers through his hair, and he swears you love him too, but it's better if you don't so he lets himself believe it. He lets himself believe you don't love him the way he loves you, so he can pretend he isn't killing you when he leaves before dawn. He knows he has to leave. He has to keep you safe. Safe from the world. Safe from him. He'll only break your heart if you let him keep it, but he breaks it every time he puts it down to leave.

He's in love with you, but protecting you comes first even if it only hurts you both more. You will take anything he'll give you. You undo each other. You lay yourselves bare for only the other person to see. It only hurts you, but you can't stop. You can't stop because it's too much, but not enough. It is all you have and ruining what you have. You hate each other for it. You love each other. You scream his name every night. Sometimes he draws it out of you, and other nights you scream it into the sky with tears in your eyes. You will never forgive each other. There is nothing to forgive. The poison tastes sweet when it comes from your lover's hand.

#thank you for the ask nonnie darling!!! #i have been thinking about this for so long #saph’s love letters #jason todd #saph’s thots #jason todd x reader #red hood #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #jason todd x you #red hood imagine #red hood x you #jason todd angst #red hood angst #jason todd x reader angst #red hood x reader angst #angst #anon

[chrollohearttags]

With AOTs last episode… Imagine if rumors spread that musician!Eren and Mikasa had something going on in the past. Then reader gets wind of it and they breakup!! I couldn’t imagine what was going through Eren’s head when the media hears about this shit!!!!!

ayooo! I swear, y’all are geniuses fr. I was thinking of something like this. And here I was needing a little drama (I’ll definitely have to do this as a full fic in the future but I gotta talk about thisss sksksjs!!)

content + themes: infidelity(?), angsty vibes, lots of drama, mentions of sex, alcohol mentions

── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.─── ── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ── ･

“Let’s get into this tea, honey. Cause it’s HOT! So boom, (influencer name) this girl right here..is engaged to this man, EJ The Don. This lady here is Mikasa Ackerman, or formerly known as MikaASH. Who is also the manager for both of them. Welllll, girl. Allegedly, she was over here hunching on Mr. EJ behind Miss (y/n)’s back! Mind you, miss girl got a whole HUSBAND herself—“

“Y’all already know what we’re gonna talk about so just buckle in. I could not believe this when I heard it. So word is going around that EJ the Don, Mr. Underground God, the Living Dead Boy..whatever the fuck his name is has been cheating on his girl. And if you don’t know who she is, this is (y/n) (l/n), leader of the Pole Assassins. Gorgeous, gorgeous woman..but this asshole decided to not only fuck around on her but with their manager nonetheless!—“

it was inescapable..every other scroll through TikTok’s feed was some person with a pair of earbuds, speaking over the static wafting through the microphone as they stood before and floated in front of a green screen..pictures and articles of the story plastered behind them. What was the latest topic of discussion and juiciest gossip for the masses; a sure fire way to get themselves circulating in the algorithm was your sad reality. A reality that you wish was all made up.

two people you loved and cared for deeply betraying you in an indescribable way. The woman who’d all but given you your start in this industry. Acting as that of a sister rather than a manager as she helped you navigate fame. And the man..you loved more than life itself. Who showed you what it meant to be happy for the first time in your life. Sleeping together behind your back…you had never felt pain quite like this. There were physical pangs in your chest, your stomach in knots and all of the air feeling as if they had dissipated from your lungs. At that moment, you wanted to disappear into nothing..fade away and never be seen again. But life went on!..you had obligations, business affairs, everything you’d work so hard to achieve. Meanwhile, your phone wouldn’t stop ringing. Missed calls and texts from them both, constantly sounding off back to back because lord knows if you answered, you’d only end up saying or doing something you’d regret. Much like you had hours ago when you stormed out of you and Eren’s home, bags packed with him running after you..tears in his eyes and the promise that nothing had ever happened. But there was proof. Pictures of them all over each other; Mikasa sporting her leather clad, skimpy attire she would wear on stage and him happily grabbing her hips as she bent over. It made you sick to your stomach. Physically ill even..it was too much for you to bare. Apologies, no matter how frequently and loud they were, would never absolve that hurt. The thought of them touching, kissing and doing god knows what behind your back..in your bed!

“Please (y/n)! I know what this seems like but that was from years ago. We were drunk, probably even high. Somebody took those of us, thinking they had something they could sell off to TMZ but you’ve gotta believe me when I tell you..nothing ever happened. I would never come between what you and Eren have—“

“Girl, please. Spare me the tears. If you wanna fuck him, he’s all yours. I’ll be damned if I ever compete for my spot. You got it.”

as much as you were trying to wear the brave face, you were torn apart and seeing her in full blown hysterics, trying to plead their case. But you were having none of it. As for Eren, he was in no better shape. He was devastated..heartbroken. More so than anyone could imagine. He wasn’t even going to bother heading to social media to clear his name as other accused cheaters had done so in the past. Rather, he downed the various bottles of liquor, stowed away in the studio’s cabinets. Angry and frustrated. More so importantly confused.

“Aren’t you going to go get her back, Mr. Jaeger? She can’t possibly believe that’s true. You guys would never..”

“Well she does and when she gets her mind set on something, there’s no changing it…”

how in the hell had a rumor like this started anyway?! Who was so bored as to drudge up old photos and post them, claiming that they had slept together. And most of all?….

how could he face you again..not knowing if it was true himself?

#cherry’s asks 🍒 #nonnies 🍒🌹 #thank you precious nonnie #you have given me plenty of fuel to be messy with!!! #🤭🤭🤭 #aot x black reader #black fem reader #attack on titan #musician x influencer au #eren x black fem!reader #aot au #black reader smut #this is my type of nonsense #I love me some drama #black reader #eren jaeger #eren jaeger x black reader #eren yeager #mikasa ackerman #eren x mikasa #mikasa aot #p2 coming soon #black fanfiction #aot drabbles #aot #snk #musician au #aot imagines #cw infidelity #cw smut

[rileyslibrary]

can you maybe do something where like, things simon does when he realizes he’s falling for you? :,)

Let me start by saying that I see Simon as someone more accustomed to others falling for him than the other way around. Like, he is the one who tends to be pursued rather than being the pursuer, if you know what I mean? I don’t know why but I feel he doesn’t have to put too much effort into wooing someone (and he probably knows that). A tall, beefy dude with a rugged appearance and that voice of his? The guy has it easy.

Now, what if he’s the one who falls for someone first? Aha! Well, He doesn’t even realise he has feelings for you, but they manifest in other ways, mainly through actions.

Ghost, as your lieutenant, for example, starts assigning you to low-risk missions or insists on accompanying you to ensure you’re safe.

In a more personal context, Simon offers to pick you up from your home so you don’t have to walk or take public transportation. He might even escort you to your car at night to protect you.

He tells you jokes he thinks you’d enjoy. He absolutely loves it when you laugh; he feels defeated when you roll your eyes and even a bit salty when you already know the joke (or fail to “get” it.)

He pays close attention to the details. He remembers your favourite food, how you like your coffee/tea, and your pet’s name. No, he won’t cook for you (yet), but he’s taking mental notes, studying you.

However, he’s not aware of what he’s doing exactly (or why he’s doing it, for that matter). It’s not until the rest of the team notices and insinuates that there’s something more between you two that he comes face to face with his emotions. Emotions he’s not ready to accept yet.

He rejects the idea that he has developed feelings for you and hopes that by suppressing ignoring them, they’ll fade away. But, as my boy Freud once said, “unexpressed emotions never die; they are buried alive and come forth later in uglier ways.”

He begins distancing himself from you. He rebuilds the walls you once torn down and returns to treating you just like everyone else. He had people he loved before, and it’s only brought him pain. His past experiences have left deep scars, and he’s determined not to go through that again. He’s not just doing it just for himself, though; he also wants to protect you from him and the pain.

Him. Pain. What’s the difference?

You, on the other hand, pick up on his behaviour but don’t confront him about it. “You know how the lieutenant is,” they once told you. “Sometimes he’s all jokes, other times he’s just business.” Maybe, you think, he needs his space. So you begin mirroring his actions, pulling away and giving what he seemingly wants.

But he secretly doesn’t want you to do that. Contrary to what he hoped to achieve by distancing himself from you and, therefore, from his feelings for you, he falls even harder.

Once cocky and arrogant, now he’s insecure. He starts projecting his fears onto you, feeling that you’re the one pulling away, even though you’re merely respecting his unspoken need for space.

So he confronts you. He wants an explanation for the change in your demeanour. And you? Well, you tell him the truth; you thought he needed some space. Right?

Who knows. Maybe you were just respectful. Perhaps you were giving him a taste of his own medicine.

It doesn’t matter. What does matter is that he gets it now. Running away from his feelings or those he cares about doesn’t work, just like ignoring his emotions won’t make them disappear. On the contrary, they directly affect both him and you.

Of course, he doesn’t admit it. No, he wouldn’t be caught dead doing that.

Yet, he decides to (re)open up to you, this time gradually, bit by bit, at his own pace. Just for a chance that this calculated, ruthless operator that many perceive him to be can finally transform into a genuinely emotionally invested human being for the first time.

#i won’t tag this cause i don’t know what it is exactly #but i like it #so there you go #thank you for the ask nonny :) xx #the librarian answers

[chuluoyi]

in your love entries series, how would gojo react to finding out his daughter (who is in elementary/middle school) is potentially getting bullied or picked on? 🥺 like his daughter comes home one day from school and she’s acting off or hiding any bruises and gojo is trying to figure out what’s going on while using his Father Senses™️ :(

your son is sweet on most days, but he can be prickly when he deems satoru is making no sense at all. he’s not overly full of energy like him—he’s calmer like you, and for a kid, he isn’t exactly a crybaby.

and so when satoru sees how he comes back from his school one day with slightly red-rimmed eyes and clutching his arm, he immediately knows that he is definitely upset.

“did something happen?” he got down on his knees to inspect him. your son is just five, and if he’s looking like this, then definitely something isn’t right. “hey…?”

something inside him—his fatherly instincts—soars the moment your baby’s lips wobble in an attempt to hold back a sniffle, and he immediately pulls the hand covering his arm gently to reveal a red mark on it.

“who did this to you, hmm?” his voice deflates an octave lower. it’s his son. his precious baby. anyone daring enough to do this definitely picks the wrong opponent. his expression must have been grim enough that your son finally breaks and lets out a sob.

“t-they… pushed me,” he cries, and the sound is like knives to satoru’s heart. “they s-said… w-wearing glasses i-is… stupid…”

it’s like someone has twisted those knives in his chest. his son inherits his cursed eyes and he’ll have an even harder time if he doesn’t wear black glasses. but in the end the fact remains—it’s because of him.

satoru immediately brings him into his arms, patting him soothingly in the back, disregarding his brewing anger. “there, there… no, you’re not stupid. remember, you have good eyes. we do. sometimes people might take it the wrong way… but don’t let them get to you, yeah?”

“b-but… what if they k-keep doing this..?”

“shh. no, mark my words—they won’t.”

and when his son hugs him back in return, clinging onto him, satoru knows what he has to do.

the next day, he personally picks his son up from school, and your sweet boy can only wonder why those who picked on him yesterday aren’t in his class anymore.

#this ask give me baby fever again thank u nonnies #🥹🥹🥹 #—chu’s mailbox 📬 #—headcanons☁️ #𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠

[thisismeracing]

Thoughts on who’s a boobs vs thighs vs butt guy?

My speculation would be Charles goes for boobs, Mick goes for butt, Danny goes for thighs

+18!! minors DNI!

mick - boob (defending my case using the NSFW alphabet I wrote for him here hihihih particularly this part: "He loves to slip his hands inside your shirt and play with your nipples or just simply hold your boobs, it’s comforting". However, let's agree that he would be obsessed w your butt too, like you're passing and he's slapping it when you're alone, or squeezes it when kissing you hihi).

lewis - thighs (Lewis lover to give you head, therefore he loves to be between your thighs, he also loves to rest his hand there whenever you're nervous or he's nervous, and there's something so intimate when he rests his head on your thighs while you're watching something or just chilling together, something he used to do even before you started dating. anyways............change my mind!!!! kdsjfksdj)

charles - boob (loves to fidget with your nipples, will do it without even noticing. loves to lie his head there whenever he's sad or want some cuddles).

carlos - butt (walk in front of this man when you're alone and you can bet he will slap your ass. also totally loves doggy, therefore loves the view of your ass. slapping, squeezing, BITING, sdkgjskgjdsbye)

danny - thighs (v similar to sir lewis, danny is really into head, and he also loves to lie on your thighs while you play with his hair. also, he loves cowgirl, and when you sit on his face. your thighs are his temple, he'll knell and treat it as an altar).

lando - boob (I think he would accidentally stare at your boobs when you're wearing a summer dress or something that really grabs his attention, and that's when you finally notice he likes you. it would be funny because I can see him blushing and starting to laugh uncontrollably kjfksdjgs)

send me thots!

#thank you for the ask nonny! <3 it made me think so it distracted my worried mind for a bit! *mwah* #thirsty #thots #dr3 #ms47 #cs55 #cl16 #ln4 #lh44 #mick schumacher #lewis hamilton #charles leclerc #carlos sainz #daniel ricciardo #lando norris #millies inbox #anon #f1 x reader #f1 smut #kinda

[whatlovelybones-if]

Hi, what happened to the Percy Jackson IF? I can't find it in your itch.io profile

i decided to do a complete rewrite since some people have informed me that it’ll infringe on copyright laws. even with proper credits and disclaimers, it will be liable for legal repercussions since it technically counts as me distributing the source material out for free (with or without monetisation). and because i have no wish to tussle with disney’s lawyers, i’m going to do a rewrite more along the lines of differing from what rick riordan has already wrote.

the storyline will be the same, but the overall wordings will be different. i don’t think the updates will take too long and i’m open to any suggestions you guys might have (discord: @fall3ngod) as this is largely a fan-made project.

#asks #big thanks to alby for putting it into perspective because i realised copyright laws are pretty rigid even for original fanfictions #the whole ao3 fiasco that we won’t talk about #the lightning thief #bonnie nonnie #other ifs

[sleepingsun501]

What do you think 79s looks like?

Hi Nonnie!! Wow, great question. Instead of just describing it, I decided to make a mood board 😅 this is how I’ve always pictured the infamous clone bar in my head: huge, loud, colorful, and packed to the brim.

#it’s gotta be huge because several battalions would probably be on leave at the same time #and it’s the only real entertainment the clones get out in civvie land #just picturing it like a giant futuristic nightclub #inspired by the printworks club in london #did i put too much thought into this? probably #do i care? nope #star wars #the clone wars #79s #79s bar #clone bar #mood board #sleepingsun501 answers #thanks for the ask nonnie!!

[casualhedonists]

I love that you reblog the fics that you like...what are a some of your faves? Just wonder because your fics are amazing and you're such a incredible writer yourself and a icon coriolanus writer

I saw some really AMAZINg but really underrated fics on your reblogs which i didn't come across on my own feed

Attention is so sososooso good btw!! I'm so interested in where you're taking the relationship and hte plot

first off thank you for the lovely words anon!! before i even had the idea for attention i made this blog to rb my favorite corio fics i came across, so i still v much do that, i find a lot of them through tags, and also things my v talented mutuals have posted 💌

there are so many amazing ones that i couldn’t list them all but here are a few of my faves:

anything by @etfrin esp the arranged marriage au fics! their masterlist

blood on his canvas by @pasukiyo recently read that one and WOW

infernal desires by @desireangel just gorgeous and so wonderfully written

everybody knows that i’m a good girl, officer by @cherienymphe we love a lana lyric and this fic is just *chefs kiss* i love it

and a few from ao3 for good measure:

poisoned petals by @sapphicrhaegon (the full fic is on ao3 and is wonderfully dark, heed the warnings)

don’t flinch (i’ve got a soft mouth) by AttaBoyLuther on ao3

may the odds be in your favor by singme2sleep on ao3 (i believe their tumblr is @0bticeo )

there are so many more but those are a few of my faves! tags vary greatly of course so heed each warning individually!

also thank you for asking!! super flattered you’d want to know and go show these incredible writers some love! 🤍🤍

#asks 💌 #thank you nonnie!! #i feel like i should backlog the fics i reblog and tag them as recs #i’ll get around to that #mimi’s fic recs

[tsireyqs]

reader teaching jake the basic na'vi etiquette but Jake's being a bratty jerk so reader gets fed up and teaches him a lesson by edging him🥰😘

no but smacking the stupid smirk off his face when he purposely mispronouncing something just to annoy you. he'd find it enjoyable seeing your pretty face pinched up in annoyance every time he angles his arrow a certain way to keep it from hitting the target. the aggressive swish of your tail is amusing to him and he’s practically doing everything to push your buttons.

until you snap and he finds himself caught between your legs with his back to your chest. the snarky smirk that played on his lips is long gone, his bottom lip now caught in between his teeth-- biting down just enough to draw blood. limbs tangle together and your arm is hooked under his as your hand works up and down his cock.

your other hand is wrapped around his throat, forcing him to watch as you tease him. his length is heavy in your hand, pre-cum spills out of the slit and it trails onto your skin. you thumb at the head of his cock and pump your hand slowly, slow enough to have him squirming under your hold. begging you to finally let him cum.

his nails dig into your wrist, dragging down to leave marks into your skin and he whines, "please, need it so bad. it hurts, baby, please,"

"what did i fuckin' say about scratching me?" you hiss, sinking your fangs into his shoulder. "stupid man, you never listen.” you squeeze gently at his cock and he cries when you retract your hand.

"you wanna cum, huh?" you say before you guide him to lay on his tummy between your legs. his cheek rests on your thigh and he looks up at you through wet lashes. you bring your thumb to swipe at the tears on his face before you twist his hair in your hand, forcing him closer to your cunt. "then work for it."

#this ask had me heaving #shaking in my boots #thank you nonnie #RAAAAAHH #ari’s mailbox 💌 #jake sully #jake sully x reader #jake sully smut #jake sully x you #avatar #avatar smut

[frogchiro]

https://twitter.com/6ixnsfw/status/1753551442294505823?t=qdEWRzcO-xdr4XEA2llpBg&s=19

it's not really porn, but it is nsfw with real nudity

and I just 🥺🥺🩵🩵

Oh...oh my god. This is-Y'know what, I'll leave you guys here and I'll just go to my shame corner and cry. When will it be my turn ;;

#kin speaks #asks #interactions #this is so cute :(( #thank you dear nonnie <33 #I want this in my life like yesterday #i believe one hug from a man like that will cure all my issues #twitter link

[savannahsdeath]

As a lil ellie request, would u mind writing smth about reader being mad at ellie bc she was a little reckless on patrol and got hurt, so she dosnt let ellie touch her while she rides her? <33

this is my first request and i absolutely love it so how could i say no 🤭

ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

summary: ellie was reckless during her usual patrol so you decided to give her a lesson

warnings: 18+!! smut, strap (r!receiving), wound, mean!reader, begging

writers note: i actually love this idea sm?? also dear anon sorry if its not something you expected but its just how i imagine that:3

You were waiting for your girlfriend to come back from patrol, just like every day. Except today she took her fucking time.

The sun has already set, so instead of waiting in the couch, as usual, you decided to go to your bedroom. You knew you won't fall asleep, not until she comes back. You needed to see she's safe if you want to sleep peacefully.

The door's opened.

You heard her entering the living room, surprised you're not there.

"Babe?" She frowned.

You quickly ran up to her. You were already mad she came home so late but after seeing her you were truly pissed of.

Her jeans were rolled up, exposing her leg covered in messy-bloody bandages.

"What the fuck happened?" You almost yelled, kneeling in front of her and unwrapping it.

"I might get bit." She said with a shrug, like it's a normal thing. "They almost killed Jesse, so I covered him. Ya know, he's not the immune one."

You went to the bathroom to get fresh bandages and alcohol to clean the wound. The bit was small, it (whatever 'it' was) probably barely touched her. You quickly started patching her up.

"So what, just because you're immune makes you think you can risk your life?" You chuckled mockingly.

Her leg stung from the alcohol and it took all of her efforts to not groan out in pain.

It was almost more frustrating that she was so nonchalant about it. Like, you knew she didn't care about herself, she rarely ever did, but her putting herself in harm's way because she's the immune-whatever was just annoying. You wanted to yell at her and drag her into the house and never let her out again, but you also didn't want to sound like a controlling jerk.

"Aww, are you worried about me?" Ellie smirked. You rolled your eyes at her response to your concern. She always liked to push your buttons, and this was only one of times she does it.

You finished cleaning and patching up the small bite on her leg, and the wound looked almost healed. You went back to the bathroom to to throw away the used bandages.

You leaned over the sink, splashing some water in your face and gathering your thoughts.

Maybe you overreacted?

Suddenly, when you looked at the mirror, you saw Ellie standing behind you with her hands wrapped around your waist. Her breath tickled the side of your face as she pressed herself against you.

You felt the bulge in her pants and your eyes widened. There's no way she was wearing it at the patrol, but then again, when did she manage to put it on?

"I can make it up to you." She whispered.

You couldn't completely give in. She deserved a lesson and you doing whatever she wants would have the opposite effect. Still, you couldn't resist her now, could you?

Before you could push her away, she kissed you. Her lips were so possessive, like she's intentionally making you as breathless as possible, so you won't manage to speak - you won't manage to say no. The truth is, you didn't want to say no. Not to her.

She was slowly pushing you towards your bedroom, which was (luckily) opposite the bathroom.

She pulled away to let you catch your breath only when you were sitting on her lap, not able to move because of her strong grip.

After she unbuckled her belt, she lied down as you sat on top of her. She gave you one of those 'you know what to do' looks.

And that was the moment your bratty attitude came back, as you remembered how reckless your girlfriend really is. Of course you craved her strap, but you wanted to somehow make her regret her stupid antics, so you decided to take it your way.

She was the type of person that needed to touch you. Going on a walk? - Her hand is either on your waist, back pocket of your jeans or tangled with yours. And while you're fucking she had to hold you. Even though just the sight of you is enough to make her go insane, she could never keep her hands away from you.

This time wasn't an exception but you wanted it to be.

You spared yourself all the little games and you started riding her instantly. Gripping her hips for balance, rolling your eyes back and moaning her name.

For her, you looked like the most precious thing in the world right at this moment. She just loved seeing you fuck yourself dumb on her cock.

Her hands started desperatly touching your body, as if to make sure this isn't a hallucination. But you quickly pulled them away.

She had no idea what your point was, she narrowed her eyes and frowned. Suddenly she smirked as she remembered your previous 'argument'.

"Don't tell me you're still mad." She chuckled breathlessly.

Usually you'd try to be as quiet as possible, embarrased by how Ellie can make you feel. This day you were anything but quiet, hoping to make her mad.

"I may be." You moaned out.

She closed her eyes, loudly exhaling, as she seemed to think about something.

She tried touching you a few more times, not successfully. You were holding back a laugh at her confusion.

"Don't be like that, I know you love my touch. Just let me... It would be a win-win situation." She tilted her head, staring at you taking the whole strap without her help. At this point, what you did was cruel.

"Are you seriously so mad at me for this little bite that you're going to make me just helplessly watch?" She continued, her each word sounded more and more exaggerated.

"What, can't stand it?" You said mockingly, continuing to whimper.

"Of course I can't fucking stand it!" She covered her face with her hands as looking at you made it worse and she wasn't able to just look away. Her hips were thrusting, just a little, as she hoped you won't notice.

You couldn't hold back your laugh any longer. She was really losing her mind, or at least pretending to. You couldn't tell. But it sure was funny to watch her squirm.

Your smirk grew with each response, knowing her patience was wearing thin and she would soon be begging for you. She was clearly pissed at the situation, but she wanted to play it cool at first. However, that facade melted with your each mocking response.

"Just let me touch you." She whispered, her voice becoming more needy and frustrated. "I need this."

"You know what I need?" You grinned in between your groans. "An responsible girlfriend who doesn't think her immunity is an excuse for... everything."

She scoffed, but she didn't care about the answer. She just needed you. The frustration was building up to the point where she wouldn't be able to take it soon. Her hands started pulling at your shirt as if she wanted to discretely show you she wants it off of you. She had gone mad, and you loved every moment of it.

"Please, I can't take it anymore." She moaned, her voice breaking every word with a new breath.

"There she is, starting to beg." You laughed as you pushed her hands away again, gentler this time.

Of course you didn't feel as good as you did when Ellie was helping you - there's just something about the way she guides your hips on top of her. But you had to keep your cool this time.

Her hands kept reaching for you, but you kept pulling them away. She was frustrated, and her voice was getting angrier.

"Stop playing hard to get."

It was clear she had almost reached her limit. She didn't care about anything anymore, she just wanted you.

You whimpered and teased her some more, which drove her completely mad. She was at her limit and couldn't handle it any longer.

"Please... please... please." She begged desperately, pulling at your shirt. "I'm going crazy, I need you..."

The sound of her voice broke you. You couldn't help but stop and start giggling to yourself, amused by the desperation in her tone.

But you didn't dare push the game any longer.

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